also dedicating this to him as well

a list of some famous and (probably) gay composers

We start this ride with our beloved Tchaikovsky, his sexuality being more well known, but also his story very sad. Legend (wikipedia) says that he composed his violin concerto while recovering in a resort in Switzerland from a stormy marriage with his wife. One of his composition students, Iosif Kotek, joined him, and it is probable that Kotek acted as a sort of inspiration or motivation for the violin concerto, even though Tchaikovsky didn’t dedicate it to him in order to avoid gossip about their true relationship. It is pretty certain that Tchiakovsky and Kotek were lovers at one point, as much as Tchaikovsky’s sexuality was trying to be repressed.                                                                                     Here’s a cute pic of the very dapper and charming Kotek and Tchaikovsky!

More openly gay we have Poulenc, who’s first committed relationship was with Richard Chanlaire, a painter. I can’t find any pictures of the two together, but Poulenc dedicated his Concert champêtre to Chanlaire, and wrote in his dedication to Chanlaire “You have changed my life, you are the sunshine of my thirty years, a reason for living and for working.” 

Benjamin Britten, too was openly gay in his lifetime, but although he was subject to anti-gay laws in Britain - in 1953 he received a visit from the police and was so distressed that he suggested a “sham-marriage” to his long-time boyfriend, Peter Pears, which would be marrying a woman in order to stop  being harmed because of their sexualities - he did not try to hide it and luckily more people treated him as he should have been treated than people who treated him badly. Britten and Pears’s relationship is one the most heart-warming things I can think of though, for example here’s an extract from a letter written by Britten to Pears - “My darling heart (perhaps an unfortunate phrase, but I can’t use any other) … I do love you so terribly, not only glorious you, but your singing. … What have I done to deserve such an artist and man to write for? … I love you, I love you, I love you.”                                                                 Here’s a picture of the two

This brings us to Samuel Barber, and Gian Menotti, who met as students together at Curtis and then stayed on to be lifelong partners until Barber’s death in 1981. In this photo you see Barber (middle,) and Menotti (left.)

And the other person in the photo? Is America’s Aaron Copland. Copland protected his personal life, but that he had relationships with young men was not a secret. Probably the most famous of these relationship was his one with Viktor Kraft, who he first met when Kraft was 17 and Copland 32. Kraft was a prodigious student of Copland’s, and I would say that one of the most prominent events in their relationship would be when Copland accepted an invitation to go to New Mexico for 2 months and brought Kraft. They ended up staying in New Mexico for 5 months, which inspired Copland’s El Salón Mexicó. El Salón Mexicó became very successful, which influenced Copland and Kraft’s move to Manhattan together. There, Kraft stopped pursuing music and took care of the household while also becoming a respected photojournalist. From then on it’s a little bit of a mess. Copland’s fame kept on taking him out of New York and Kraft was often alone. In that time, Kraft began to have an affair with Bernstein, and later even married a female writer, Pearl Kazin. Predictably, that marriage fell apart and Kraft fell back to Copland. Throughout their rebound, Copland had multiple affairs with younger men still, which placed a lot of stress on Kraft, who eventually remarried and moved a few houses away from Copland. Then still, Kraft and Copland continued to have sexual relations with one another until Copland’s death in 1976.                                                  

Bernstein was mentioned in the relationship with Kraft and Copland a few times, and maybe considering the flamboyant-type stereotypes of gay people maybe his sexuality doesn’t come as much of a surprise. But Bernstein was one of the many gay men and women who would end up marrying the opposite sex to have a more stable reputation. Here he is with his wife, Felicia.

this is not intended to harm anyone :) i’d love to talk more on this subject also and if you know any more information/are curious about something it would be great to hear it!

Bark and Bite | 01 (M)

Originally posted by sugastoungetechonawlogy

Summary: Since getting a new dog, Yoongi has started to grow closer to you, his neighbor. Little does he know that you have something to hide.

Word Count: 7.1k

Member: Yoongi ft. Min Holly and Taehyung, mostly Holly

Genre: Fluff, Smut, Werewolf!AU

A/N: Dedicated to Min Holly. Also technically a late Halloween thing, but werewolves are always in season, right? Inspired by a drabble I once did for @pjimns.

​Yoongi didn’t consider himself particularly a dog person or a cat person. Sure they’re both very cute, but he never had a particular preference for either. In fact he’s not sure if he considers himself an animal person at all. Which is why he is completely baffled when Taehyung asks him to come look at a litter of puppies. Apparently, someone his friend knows just gave birth to a litter of toy poodles (well his friend’s dog, not the friend).

Taehyung dragged Yoongi with him to supposedly help pick one out. Yoongi had assumed the dog was for Taehyung, but that day he comes home holding a dog of his own. He decided on the name Holly, and despite never really being the biggest fan of dogs, he can’t help but want to coo over this adorable creature. His adorable creature.

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Better storylines than that incredibly fake episode of Jane the Virgin

- Michael passes his exams and becomes a lawyer, defends Rafael and finds his birth parents
- Michael and Petra become superheroes and start chasing down sin rostro
- Michael comes to terms with Jane also dating Petra as well as being married to him but he’s totally ok with it
- Michael and Rafael argue about who gets to drive mateo to baseball practice (when he’s older) but instead they work it out and create their own league
- Michael passes his exams and starts working at airports trying to counteract the ban
- Michael has to help Luisa find a more suitable relationship (again)
- Jane and Michael have a second baby
- They have to plan a big catholic christening it’s very stressful
- Michael helps Jane publish her novel (it’s dedicated to him, mateo, xo, alba and rogelio)
- Jane and Michael live happily ever after and both die of natural causes

if you’re wondering whether or not to watch yuri on ice, let me just say that the main character is a japanese man w/ a severe mental illness and the entire show is about him learning to use the strength of the love he recieves from people who love him to become the best version of himself even through his severe anxiety and also he falls in love with and gets engaged to another man and there’s never a single word even mentioned about the fact that they’re both probably gay, there’s no villain - the worst villain in the show is the main character himself, every side character is well fleshed-out and lovable, the score is amazing, there’s two entire episodes dedicated to the main character pretending to seduce men by imagining himself as a pork cutlet bowl, and also THE DOG LIVES

the fact that martin changes stuff not only shows his professionalism but also his dedication to the character?? he knows john watson so well and is willing to contradict what has been written for him in order to give a more accurate portrayal like he cares about that character so much

Aleix Vidal left hospital

On Sundat at 11:40. Aleix Vidal leaves the hospital in Vitoria and shows his thumb up in front of journalists’ questions about how he is.“Everything has gone well, thank you all.” That’s what Vidal said when he left the hospital. Player was assisted by Pepe Costa and Xavier Guarte as well as by dr. Yanguas. During the day yesterday, there were many who dedicated messages of encouragement in social networks. 

Theo Hernández who caused the injury, apologized at the end of the game and then posted a tweet where he sent a lot of encouragement and wished him a speedy recovery. Also, at night, he came to the hospital of San José to ask how is FC Barcelona player doing

I really want to have a super sassy Soundwave as canon someday.

Like can you imagine if he got sick of Starscream or whomever asking him “Why do you follow Megatron?” or “How come you’re so devoted to Megatron?” and having to give a long, well thought out answer that clearly no one wants to hear anyways, so he just gives them something stupid?

“How come you’re so devoted to Megatron?”

“He taught me how to fuel with my mouth closed.”

“How’d you come to be so dedicated to the cause?”

“Megatron gave me swimming lessons.”

OH!!! What if he also did that to Autobot prisoners that ask him that?!?

“Why do you follow a TYRANT like Megatron?”

“Because he has a sweet aft.”

— the books have eyes (M)

Genre: Smut (kind of crack) ➝ Hogwarts AU

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader.

Plot: The Ordinary Wizarding Levels, more commonly known as OWLS, are fast approaching and although he probably should, Hufflepuff’s treasure, Jung Hoseok, simply cannot find the power inside of him to study. Not until, that is, his girlfriend offers to lend a hand, and she wonders if offering to help him was the most suitable idea.

Warnings: Public sex, fingering.

Notes: A reuploaded works from my old blog because so many accounts were trying to steal the story, and I just got really mad, so here it is, uploaded by the original owner. Do enjoy.

“Eyes on the books, Jung.”

Your eyes momentarily flick up to land on Jung Hoseok, sitting staring blankly at the textbooks in front of him. Of course, he hadn’t always been staring at the book, since his mind had a tendency of wandering during study sessions in almost every class and it was normal behaviour by now. But, even Hoseok knew himself, that these exams were exceptionally important to him and in order to do well, he had to start studying soon.

The OWLS (Ordinary Wizarding Levels, the most important exams of your entire life, probably) were less than three weeks away, and while you had been cramming in pointless facts about Trolls and the perfect way to perform the stupefy spell, your boyfriend Jung Hoseok had been busy occupying himself with other things, meaning that he quite literally did everything he could to avoid studying for his OWLS. Whether it be Quidditch, which was a fair point since Hufflepuff had a match against Ravenclaw this weekend, or the lame excuse of having to help Jimin with something after class- you name it, he was doing it.

“Why are you so bad at studying?” You heard Jimin ask Hoseok, who was sitting right beside the brunette haired boy. You grinned, thanking the God up there that the side effects that caused Jimin to have a full head of orange hair for a month, thanks to Kim Namjoon’s dodgy potion, had finally worn off. “You know you’ll never become an auror if you don’t do well on these exams.”

“Yeah, but that’s what my parents want me to do,” Hoseok explained, avoiding the wary glares of the Professor, who couldn’t help but dislike Hoseok and his usual, energetic ways. “I don’t really want to be an auror. I might just settle for some muggle job or something.”

“You’d want to be an auror though,” Jimin continued. “Earn some good money so you and Y/N can live in the house of your dreams, surrounded by the tiny feet of your young.”

Hoseok grimaced for a split second before smiling sweetly towards you, catching your shocked eye as you glanced over. He’d always found it cute whenever you studied; wearing a face of pure concentration and your hair always fell into your face. At times like those, he wished most to just lean over and brush it out of your face, maybe kiss your temple if he was feeling risky- but then he remembered that Jimin had threatened to hex him into oblivion if he made him a third-wheel again and so for the benefit of his best friend, he restricted himself. That doesn’t mean he couldn’t admire you from afar, though.

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Here’s the continuation of my plan to do a PJO in Hogwarts AU. Nico in a Hufflepuff uniform

So a headcanon @geexao and I had was putting Nico into Hufflepuff instead of Ravenclaw like most put him in. Ravenclaw prizes learning, intellect, wit and wisdom in its members while Hufflepuff values hard work, dedication, patience, loyalty and fair play. 

Nico does have the intellect and wit (comparable if not less than Annabeth’s), but throughout the series, Nico showed the most patience, hard work, dedication, and fairness amongst the entire PJO gang. While most people would question where his loyalties lie, we could mostly consider that he was loyal to the whole “finding a solution to the issue” and… well let’s say as we have found out, to Percy. (I’m not saying this as a Percico fan, but Nico did point out in BoO that he had thought of doing things, just so Percy would like him.) It could also be noted that even if Nico worked in the sidelines, he’s one of the main reasons why the great prophecies were fulfilled. 

  • Nico told Percy a reckless plan in taking a dip in the River Styx so he could be able to take on Luke Castellan
  • Nico kept the secret of knowing the existence of two camps and he didn’t tell Percy that he does know him because the prophecy needs to unfold by itself
  • Even if they haven’t been included in the chosen seven, Nico agreed to shadow travelling with Reyna and Coach Hedge to transport the Athena Parthenos back to Camp Half-Blood

He had been a rouge demigod since The Battle of the Labyrinth and has been one through the entirety of the HoO series, but we could see on how much he’s been up to par with Percy and Jason’s powers even without proper training. (There isn’t anything harder to do that self-learning and self-training) 

Nico’s kindness and fairness towards the others served as a key factor especially on Percy and Annabeth’s survival in Tartarus because of Bob’s belief that Percy is a friend. He could also be noted in being the reason why Hazel was given a second chance because when Nico found her, he told her that she deserves to be alive than be stuck in Asphodel Fields.

The list is long and I remember having a lengthy conversation with GX about this, but these are some of the points I remember on why Nico is more fit to be in Hufflepuff than in any other houses in Hogwarts.

Percy’s Hogwarts AU could be found here

HWTR to Having A Spa Day

Max: He’d literally be 100% up for it, oh my god. He wants the whole spa treatment, though: massages, mani-pedi, face mask, etc. Becomes more feminine than you when it comes to having a spa day. He’s one that would let you try out nail polish colors on his nails before you buy them to see if the color looks nice, so he ends up leaving the store with each nail painted a different color. The face masks would be his personal favorite, he’d get all giddy whenever you buy exfoliating face wash or face masks because he likes feeling his face tingle as he scrubs. Max would also dedicate an entire video on his channel on the products that you have bought and would try them out as well. A lot of the products would actually be surprising to him, like the face wash. The second he feels the the tingling from the scrubbing, his eyes would get all wide and he’d ‘ooh’ and ‘ah’. I feel like it’d go along the lines of, “Oh my god, it’s burning! Wait! No! It’s like…tingly. This feels so good…like a giant mint for my face.” Besides him being clueless about a majority of the stuff, he would still love it and enjoy spending time with you. Would actually end up stealing all of your products like he already does with your shampoo and if you think he doesn’t yOU’RE L Y I N G. Max would literally want one of those cucumber thingy masks, like with the cucumbers over his eyes and everything. He’d get so high maintenance with it.

Joji: You wanted to have a little “me day”, where basically you have downtime for yourself and spoil yourself a bit. Joji thought it would be a good idea if the both of you do it together because he wanted to bond, so you decided to do to him what you did to yourself. You had done your hair nicely, pampering yourself, and due to Joji not having cut his hair yet, he wanted you to do his hair, so you gave him small buns/mini ponytails that stuck up out from his head. He would watch you wash your face and then mimic you once you were done. When it came down to the charcoal mask, you told him to shut his eyes as you smeared the dark substance all over his face except for his eyelids. You instructed him to open his eyes as you smeared the product on your face yours. He was shocked at first, wanting to touch it but he knew that it would ruin the mask since it wasn’t dry yet. “Is this going to hurt me?” he’d ask you at one point in a really quiet tone because he was genuinely concerned since he couldn’t really move his facial features. You didn’t know how to tell him about the pain so instead you told him it was time to remove his mask. Ripping a piece of his face mask off before he stopped you by firmly grabbing your wrist, he screamed. You giggled at his response, “What the fuck!” he would yell. Joji wold already know the weird shit girls do for beauty but this would actually surprise him. You would literally take your mask off in two seconds and it would take him more than forty five minutes to take off the whole thing because he’d be so focused on the pain and he’d whine to you about it. He’d actually laugh and scream while ripping the mask off tbh. Would DEMAND you paint his nails and do little designs on them too. He’d get too spoiled, oh my god. “No! I want that design not that one.” he would say. You would say, “Okay, I’ll do it on the next nail.” Then he’d tell you to take the nail polish off and start from the beginning once more. He’d even want you to give him one of those full body massages with those expensive ass oils, smh.

Ian: You recently had done a lot of online makeup shopping and all of your products came in when you weren’t home, but Ian was. He made sure everything was there and when you came home you wanted to immediately try everything because you wanted to see how it left your skin looking. You thought to yourself about how long the process was with putting on makeup and making sure you were on point with everything. But because you were tired, you didn’t feel up for it so you decided to ask Ian if he wanted to be your model. He’d turn into the biggest smart ass about applying make up as if he knew what to do, fight me on this. After an hour or so of him talking circles around you for fun, he’d say yes, not that he was going to deny you in the first place. He would actually end up reminding you about some steps like the contouring and the highlighting, leaving you to ask him how he knows those terms. “Make me look fab.” “Beat my face.” “Bake me like a cake.” were all the terms he would end up saying in order to try to ‘act like understood’ but in reality you would just shake your head at him and wonder why he was such a goof. Personally, I feel like Ian wouldn’t care who made fun of him, he’d actually make fun of himself, tbh, because it wouldn’t make him feel less masculine since he’s comfortable with his sexuality, so he wouldn’t make derogatory jokes at all. He would tell you not to do his eyeliner because he’d want to try it out for himself and it’d actually come oUT GOOD?! Idk but I feel like Ian would do a great ass job with doing a sharp cat eye, sharp enough to slice anyone in half. Would refuse to take his makeup off, and would actually want to do yours because he thinks he’s a ‘guru’ now. Goes through every lipstick you have to find the right shade. He’d be so confused about liquid lipstick, not understanding why it would dry and not smear.

Delirious HQ Laugh Dedicated to Vanoss
Delirious HQ Laugh Dedicated to Vanoss

Since the topic on Delirious’s lovely clear voice popped up, I thought that I might as well share this little bit - which is also my favourite - out of the let’s play of COD Ghosts - Extinction.

My favourite bit being the little “hmm” sound Delirious makes at the end when Vanoss jokes around. The best part of hearing him so clearly, is that you can tell just how amused he really is and that little sound he made at the end, that was the cutest thing I’ve ever heard coming out of his mouth and I’m pretty happy that it was directed at Vanoss.

Also, notice how he laughs differently when the others speak, it’s his typical clown-ish laughter, but he was all giggly with Vanoss


Here it be! Chapter one!

A/N: For this to have gotten out of my murky headspace, I needed more than my fair share of encouragement. That’s why this first chapter is dedicated to @kaotickanine, for his patience, input and kindness. Whenever I needed to ramble, rant, or simply bounce story ideas off him, he was always ready to listen. Thanks, friend. ^^

Special mention also goes out to @xsailormobian and @crusherthedoctor, without whose insight and encouragement this might have just become another dead draft clogging up my flash drive.

Thank you so much, as well as to everyone else who listened along the way. You know who you are. :D

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Things I need more of in my life that AREN’T Batfam  (bcus lbr i have an unhealthy obsession with them lmfao):

  • Kaldur’ahm (my aquababy i love him, i have a url saved for him lmfao)
  • Mera (aquaqueen of my heart)
  • The Aquafam in general tbh
  • Also Black Manta (one of my fav villains)
  • DOCTOR FATE (lemme tell u about my love for the Doc like hoh boy. i fuckin teared up seeing his Injustice 2 reveal trailer)
  • Donna Troy (Donna Donna Donna Donna DONNA ‘PERFECTION’ TROY <3)
  • Rose Wilson (i love her she’s so great, pls fight me)
  • Virgil Hawkins (my Static bby, one of the first heroes i ever got into)
  • Billy Batson (what a great kid. he’s just so wonderful, he deserves the world. he makes me sister cry lmfao)
  • Jessica Cruz (i feel her on a spiritual level, i want to be her friend pls)
  • im sure there’s more but im blanking out

anonymous asked:

I found Cengiz Al's Spotify account (I didn't follow him or anything) and he has a playlist dedicated to skam :) also I found Yousef's and he has such cool taste in music - lots of old soul music and even some classical as well as lots of rap and hip-hop :) I am so excited about seeing more from these two!


YES!!!! Oh man so I went to search for them on Spotify to see what music they’re into and …. ITS SO GOOD????? SO SO SO GOOD!!!!!! The kinda music I was expecting them to be into bc they both are dancers IRL and … yeaaah, AHHHH IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY!!!

I can’t WAIT to see them in S4, man!! I can’t wait to see what they’ll bring!!!

Cheaters (an EXO-K scenario)

I was wondering if you could maybe do a detailed written exo-k reaction to you finding out that they cheated on you? If that makes sense to you, sorry I have no other idea how to word this. Thank you~ I really love your blog and the dedication that you put into it <3 Keep doing what you’re doing! ◕‿◕

A/N: this might not be the best work I have produced, because today has been a terrible day, and also because this post just broke my heart by writing it. Some angst here. I hope you guys enjoy it though <3


You had called him to tell him you’d gotten off work early, and would be passing by his apartment to take him medicine, since he had called off your date tonight because he wasn’t feeling well. He awkwardly refused, and tried to convince you to stay away, claiming he might get you sick too, but you told him not to be silly, because you always enjoyed taking care of him.

You were far too happy to be able to see him to notice the nervousness in his voice, and how crisp and clear it sounded for someone who was supposed to be sick. You hummed your way up the stairs to his apartment, skipping every other step to try to get to his door faster.

You rang the bell, and waited patiently for your boyfriend to let you in. He opened the door, for you with a tense smile on his face, and his shirt stuck to his body from the sweat, which you assumed was caused by the sickness.

“I brought you medicine!” You happily exclaimed, holding up the bag of medicine you had just purchased for him. He forced a smile onto his lips, and thanked you for it.

“Do you need me to fix you anything to eat? Do you want soup? “You asked him, making your way over to the kitchen, pulling out ingredients from the fridge, and setting up a big pot to prepare soup for your boyfriend. He coughed a little, and you looked at him with pity, the poor thing was being so overworked by the company he had fallen prey to sickness.

While the water boiled, you took Suho’s hand, and walked him over to the living-room, helping him down onto the sofa, and telling him to stay there and wait for you to be done cooking his dinner, he smiled at you, but guilt clouded his thoughts.

That’s when you saw it, thrown across the room, was a pair of ripped, red lacy panties that you knew didn’t belong to you. Your mouth opened in the shape of an ‘o’. You turned to look at Suho, your eyes begging him to make up some explanation as to why those panties were there, but he remained silent, staring at you with eyes full of shame. You felt the tears stinging your eyes.

“Suho…” You choked his name out, tears now rolling down your cheeks. He felt his heart ache at the sight of you in pain, because although he had just committed the biggest stupidity of his life, and had enjoyed every second of it, he still had feelings for you, and couldn’t stand seeing you sad. He looked away in shame and guilt, unable to meet your pure and innocent gaze.

“Why?” You asked him, and he still couldn’t look you in the eyes. All you wanted to know was why. If he didn’t love you anymore, he should have told you so in the first place, instead of going behind your back and hurting you like this.

“I don’t know,” He muttered, staring at his hands on his lap. But he did know, he knew your relationship had become monotonous, and he looked for the thrill of new adventures, of change, and he knew his feelings for you had changed. He still loved you dearly, but he was no longer in love with you. You wiped your tears away with the back of your hand, before going over to the boiling water, and turning the stove off. You felt the flame of your love finally turn off with the click of the button.

Your heart felt a thousand times heavier than it had ever felt before, and it ached so much it was unbearable, but still, you stopped at Suho’s front door, and before walking out of his apartment, and in consequence, out of his life forever, you turned to him with a weak smile and said:

“Please don’t ever talk to me again. Let me forget you. Be happy” And walked away, your heart heavy with sorrow, but you had no regrets, and no bitterness. After all, all good things have to come to an end.


You noticed him distance himself from you, but you worked hard to convince yourself it was just the preparation for the new promo. It hurt you, more than you cared to say. You missed the old Baekhyun, the one from the start of your relationship, the one you fell in love with, the one who gifted you with roses just because it was Wednesday, the one who always tried to make you laugh, and sent you endless pictures and text messages in a day to make you smile and check up on you. Instead, right now, you had this cold hearted boyfriend, who didn’t care to call you for days, and when you called, would answer with short sentences, and a tone so flat Sehun would be jealous.

You had begun blaming yourself, maybe you were too boring, too ugly, too stupid, maybe you were too clingy, or maybe you expected too much from a relationship, and should learn to let go a little. You stared at yourself in the mirror trying to find flaws in yourself, trying to find what could possibly be pushing away your boyfriend like this.

Chanyeol noticed your suffering, and like the cute, sensitive puppy he is, he began to feel your pain too. He would observe you as you examined your face with a displeased expression on your face. He noticed how hurt and disappointed you were the day you showed up for practice, to bring Baekhyun his lunch, and he dismissed you coldly. He couldn’t take your pain anymore.

You see, Chanyeol is Baekhyun’s best friend, and he would kill and die for him, but what he was doing was wrong, incredibly wrong, and you deserved to know the truth, even if he had to tell you himself. The thing is, Chanyeol had started developing feelings for you way before Baekhyun had even thought of asking you out, but since you and Baekhyun seemed so happy, he couldn’t bring himself to take his two most loved persons’ happiness away.

Your pain hurt him, someone needed to put an end to it, give some sort of Euthanasia to your heart. So he called you over to the dorm one night he knew the guys would be out, and since you trusted him with your life, you didn’t think anything suspicious could happen. He led you through the door and sat you down on the sofa, dropping his body beside you heavily.

He sighed, he knew it was very likely that you wouldn’t want to talk to him either after he told you the truth, because he had been the one to break your heart, but he decided to be selfless, and go ahead with his plan anyway. He took both of your hands in his, and looked you straight in the eyes.

“Baekhyun is cheating on you” he spoke firmly, not breaking the eye contact. You gasped, although a part of you already expected this. Your hands began shaking, and on instinct Chanyeol gripped them tighter.

“Is that true?” You asked him, tears rolling down your cheeks, shattering on the ground the same your heart just had done. Chanyeol nodded, and you could see the pain and pity in the back of his eyes, and oddly enough, that hurt you more.

“I’m sorry… I just thought it would be fair to let you know….” He stuttered out, unsure now of his decisions, but you shook your head, your hands balling into fists, your knuckles turning white.

“It’s okay… Baek is your best friend, it must have taken a lot for you to tell me… I’m very thankful… You are a true friend Chanyeol” you choked out, trying to give him a smile through your tears, but you just looked like a wounded puppy. He felt his heart break, at the pain you were feeling. He leaned closer to you and hesitated, before wrapping his arms around you, holding you closer to him.

As soon as his skin came into contact with yours, something clicked inside you, and you began bawling, harsh sobs shaking your body, as your tears soaked his shirt. He wanted to take your pain for you, take it away, transfer it to himself, he didn’t care what, but he wanted it to be away from you.

You felt your heart shatter into a million pieces, you had been so stupid not to have noticed earlier. You held onto Chanyeol’s shirt with all your strength, desperately trying to hold onto something solid before you lost your mind. He held you close, a pair of silent tears sliding down the bridge of his nose, as he held your shaking frame.

You cried until you had no more tears to shed, and thanking Chanyeol once more, you took the necklace with the heart pendant Baekhyun had given you on Valentine’s day to represent you holding his heart forever, and handed it to Chanyeol.

“ Just give this back to him for me, yeah? Tell him I don’t want his lies anymore. Thanks for everything Chan, I’ll see you soon yeah?” you told him with a bitter smile, before walking out the door, hoping to never see Baekhyun again.


He waited nervously in his room at the dorm, hands fiddling with each other, twisting and turning on his lap, time slowly ticking by, making every second he waited for the doorbell to ring drag longer and longer.

He stared at the new, clean sheets on his bed, and remembered the ripped, burnt ones he had thrown away this morning in a frenzy of anger. He felt sick at the memory of them, physically sick, and he wished he could punch himself, beat himself up for being such an idiot, but the damage was already done, and there was nothing he could do to take it back.

He couldn’t remember anything from the previous night, he remembered taking a drink Sehun had handed him, and after that, his memory was black. All he knew was that the moment he opened his eyes in the morning, and stared at the stranger beside him, in his bed, he wanted to kill himself.  

He woke her up immediately, and asked her to leave, without even looking at her face, he wanted nothing to do with this woman. He hated himself right now. He could feel the bile creeping up his throat at the memory of her alone.

He considered the thought of keeping quiet, and never telling you about this, because what you didn’t know, couldn’t possibly hurt you, and the last thing he wanted was to lose you over a stupid mistake. But he knew that was wrong, and couldn’t take the guilt any longer, so he called you and asked you to come over.

You had no idea why your boyfriend was calling you at 8 am asking you to come to his dorm, but his tone told you it was urgent, and he was in distress, so you put your clothes on quickly, and as soon as you slipped your shoes on, you were on your way.

You unlocked the door with the spare key Chanyeol had given you a while back, and quickly made your way to his room, making as little noise as possible, knowing the other guys would probably still be asleep from their night out.

Chanyeol sat on his bed, his gaze glued to his lap until he noticed your presence in the room with his peripheral vision, and looked up at you with those precious puppy eyes glazed over with regret.

“I have something to confess” He told you abruptly, so you sat down next to him, and patiently waited for him to proceed. He took a deep breath.

“Last night, Sehun gave me a drink. I don’t remember anything that happened after, I promise. It is all a blank space no matter how hard I try to remember. But this morning, I woke up with a girl beside me, on my bed. I don’t know who she is. I didn’t even look at her face while she was here. I want you to know that I am incredibly sorry for having betrayed your trust like this, and I hate myself more than you could possibly imagine. I understand if you don’t want to forgive me, and leave to never come back, but I just wanted to confess to you, because I couldn’t keep this inside” He confessed, trying to get as many words in as fast as he could.

It took you by surprise, and you couldn’t deny you were hurt, disappointed and heart broken. You felt your heart break in half, and roll off your chest straight onto the floor. You shed a single salty tear, before looking up at him.

“I forgive you” You told him simply, with a smile. His eyes opened wide.

“What? Are you sure?” He asked you, not believing he deserved to be forgiven. You nodded.

“Why? I don’t deserve it” He spoke sincerely. It shattered your soul.

“Because I love you, and you confessed straight away. I know you feel sorry, so I forgive you. But please don’t do it again.”  You told him, and you tried to smile, but the tears had already started cascading down your face. He felt as if someone had punched him straight in the chest. He knew right then and there that you were too good for him, and he would never deserve anyone as good as you. But if you had forgiven him, he would make sure to never let you down again, no matter what.


The world had collapsed around you, crumbling down to pieces, leaving very few bits that could be salvaged.

You had just walked back home to the apartment you shared with your boyfriend D.O after a day of catching up with the girls. Unfortunately, one of them had received a call from her ex, who was supposed to be in charge of their child for the weekend, telling her the baby boy was in hospital, so your date with the girls had to be cut short.

You stared at the shoes on the door, and were surprised, D.O had told you he would be at the studio until late, so what was he doing back so early? You checked your phone for messages, but you had received none from him telling you he would be back any time soon. Something gave you a bad feeling, and you began bracing yourself.

You walked through your apartment, making as little sound as possible, until you reached your bedroom door. You could hear soft moaning coming from behind the door. The moaning of two different people. Your hand shot up towards your face, covering your mouth as you stood there, behind the closed door, completely horrified.

You extended your arm to get to the door knob, preparing yourself mentally for what you were going to see once you went into your room. As you turned the knob, you noticed your hands begin to shake. You closed your eyes tightly before entering your room. You heard a loud gasp, and your eyes shot open.

There he was, the man you had given over three years of your life to, hovering over some stupid girl’s body, staring at you like a deer caught in the headlights. The girl looked completely mortified, and you knew right away D.O hadn’t even told her about your existence. You felt anger boiling up inside you, because not only had he betrayed you the worst way a man can betray his girlfriend, but he had also lied to the poor girl underneath you to get her in bed.

“Y/N! You were supposed to be with the girls…” He said, still panting. Your eyes narrowed at him.

“And you were supposed to be at work. But I see you are a little busy here.” You sneered, pointing towards his awkward position on top of the girl, who sensing the awkwardness, decided to leave. She pushed D.O away angrily, and covered herself as best as she could while she picked her clothes up from the floor, and left the room, apologizing directly to you.

“Is that seriously all you have to say to me?” You asked him angrily, crossing your arms over your chest. You would deal with the heart break, and all the suppressed sadness you were feeling later, right now, you were livid.

“What do you want me to say? That I’m sorry?” he spat back, and it tore at your heart. You were surprised, shocked, confused. He had never been like this to you before, it was like suddenly he had turned into a whole different person, where was your cute, shy, adorable little boyfriend? What happened to that man?

“There isn’t anything left to say Kyungsoo. What I saw was pretty clear.” You replied coldly, before reaching under your bed and grabbing a large suitcase. He watched you open it, and begin filling it with as many of your belongings as you could, a panic expression flashing across his face.

“Wait Y/N! What are you doing? Why are you packing, you don’t need to leave!” He exclaimed, his hand reaching over to stop yours from packing. You forcefully drew your hand back, and glared at him.

“No, but I want to. I don’t think I can stay in this house any longer. I will be staying at a friend’s for a while. Don’t come to look for me, I don’t want to see your face ever again, and don’t bother apologizing, because I’m honestly never going to forgive you” You growled at him, zipping the suitcase up, and dragging it off the bed. You stared at him, his eyes open wide as he looked at you, the realization of what he had done suddenly dawning on him.

“No… Y/N…” he softly called your name, his hand grabbing your arm trying desperately to pull you back. You turned to look at him with daggers in your eyes, and pulled the promise ring he had gifted you on your first anniversary. You looked at it for a second, suddenly three years worth of relationship flashed across your eyes, and you realized you wasted your time. You gripped it tightly in the palm of your hand, before throwing it at him.

“I won’t be needing this anymore” You hissed, your voice breaking slowly as the tears finally began to fall. He called your name, but you had already walked out the door.  You got into your car, and began hitting the steering wheel as you let out a heart breaking cry, tears falling fast. You grabbed your phone as quickly as you could, and dialed the number of the one person you know would help you, and take you in, at least until you could find your own place.

“Baek-Baekhyun? I need you….”


You were curled up on your sofa, a small ball of self-pity and pain, crying your eyes out, while you clutched your phone tightly in your hands, your knuckles turning white. Your phone was open on twitter, and on your screen was a picture of your boyfriend Kai, kissing another girl. The picture wasn’t of the highest quality, but it was unmistakable, their bodies tightly held together, eyes closed, and lips linked to each other.

You felt as if someone had ripped your heart out of your chest, and smashed it against the floor, breaking into a million tiny pieces, to then stamp all over them. You couldn’t breathe, your chest felt constricted, and the tears wouldn’t stop flowing. You’d never felt so much pain in your life. You had to admit you were fascinated by the human body, and how it could transfer the grief you felt in your heart, to actual physical pain. You felt like you were dying.

You didn’t know what to do, you were in love with Kai, you had been for the past 2 years, how were you supposed to give up on it all? How were you supposed to forget all the things you had done together, everything you had been through? But then again, how could you ever forgive him?

You’d given him all your trust, and he had broken it, just like he had broken your heart. You believed in him, you had handed him your heart wholly, for him to just toy with it like he had done, like it meant nothing to him, like you meant nothing to him. It broke you, in more ways than you wanted to admit.

You felt the vibration of your phone in your hands before the name popped up on the screen, you were receiving a call from Sehun. You deliberated for a second, trying to decide whether to answer or not. On one side, you were not only in complete agony, and didn’t want to see anyone, but you were also embarrassed due to the whole situation, but on the other hand, Sehun was your best friend, your confidant, your better half, and right now you needed him. So you accepted the call.

“Y/N….” He spoke softly, and you knew by his tone he had already seen the pictures, and was calling to make sure you were okay.

“Hey…” you replied with a sniffle, and you heard his breathing stop. You could just imagine the little wrinkles creasing his forehead as he became upset. He hated seeing you sad, he hated seeing you in pain, and he absolutely hated knowing you were upset and he wasn’t there to make you feel better again. Honestly, sometimes you got the impression he cared more about you than Kai ever did.

“Are you alright?” He asked, his tone cautions. You wanted to scoff, how could you be fine? You just got cheated on, and not only that, but the whole world had been witness to your betrayal and humiliation. He took your silence as a negative answer.

“Y/N… is it okay if I come over right now?” He asked, and you agreed, desperate for some comfort. He hung up and quickly drove to your apartment. He let himself in with the spare key you had given him, and walked up to your curled up frame, plopping down next to you on the sofa.

He put his hand on your back, feeling the way your body shook with each sob, and he felt his heart shatter. He threw his body on top of yours, and held you tightly. He felt tears start to build up in his eyes, but he blinked them away, right now he had to be strong for you. You stayed like that for a while, until you felt like you had no more tears to shed.

You sat up, Sehun’s arms around you, and you looked into his eyes. Suddenly, a wave of emotions rushed through you: betrayal, hurt, anger, sadness, and an unquenchable thirst for revenge. You slowly began leaning forward, your face inching closer to Sehun’s and his eyes widened. He stuttered your name out, trying to move back, but you shut him up with your lips on his. You kissed him harshly, hungrily, taking your anger and pain out on Sehun’s lips, who replied just as hungrily and desperately, like he was dreading he was in a dream and was about to wake up.

You were angry, you were sad and you felt hurt, and right now, you just wanted to feel loved, and to get revenge. You knew this was wrong, were you just using Sehun? Did you have hidden feelings for him you never knew about? Were you going to lose your best friend because of this stupid rash decision making?

You didn’t care. You began removing your clothes, with your lips still attached to this, and Sehun wanted to stop you, he really did want to, because he too knew this was wrong, and that you were doing it out of spite, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop you. He had dreamed about this moment so many nights before, and in his heart he believed he truly did deserve you more than Kai ever did. So he gave into you, into your body, into your desires.

You cuddled with him on the sofa after, and you smiled, feeling his bare skin on yours, his body and yours sharing the warmth you produced, until you heard the doorbell. Sehun looked at you questioningly, but you shrugged. The bell rang again, so you unwillingly got up, and threw your clothes back on, before walking towards the door. Sehun slipped his boxers and pants on, before walking behind you.

You opened the door, to see a very flustered and guilty looking Kai. “I can explain” he said quickly. You shook your head at him.

“There is nothing to explain. I saw those pictures. You said you were at the studio. You lied. And you cheated. There is nothing left to explain Jongin. We are over. We were over the minute you put your lips on that girl.” You spat at him with a flat face, in an attempt to show him how you no longer cared about him. Just when he was about to open his mouth to apologize and reason with you, he noticed a shirtless Sehun standing behind you, looking a little guilty, and a little angry at the same time, and his eyes widened. He felt a pang of pain shoot through his heart, and realized that  he got what he deserved. He felt tears begin to prickle his eyes, as his lips shaped into an ‘o’.

“Oh… Okay… I understand… I’m sorry Y/N… I really am.” He spoke, before turning back on his heels and walking away, wiping his face with his sleeve. As soon as he was out of sight, you closed the door and slid your body down it. You sat on the floor, crying your eyes out, but Sehun was there at an instant, holding you close, and kissing the top of your head.

“Thank you for being here Sehun….” You sobbed. He smiled sadly.

“Anything for you Y/N… always”


You lay in bed, messaging your best friend Xiumin, while you waited for your boyfriend to come out of the shower. You could hear the water running, as your boyfriend happily sang one of his band’s songs. You smiled to yourself, before resuming texting Xiumin back.

Xiu-Oppa: You should have come round tonight, it’s pretty boring without you, and Chen’s being a pest
You: I know, I’m sorry I had to cancel, but Sehun decided to have a movie night last minute…
Xiu-Oppa: I know, I know, you two lovebirds want couple time blablabla. But I miss you too you know?
You: Oppaaaa I miss you too and you know it! I promise I will see you very soon too!
Xiu-Oppa: You better! Anyway, I’ll let you enjoy your “Alone time” with Sehunnie.
You: Oppaaa! Stop embarrassing me! I’ll see you soon <3
Xiu-Oppa: See you soon little one

You smiled at the texts, you really had taken a liking to the older boy ever since Sehun introduced you guys. He always treated you kindly, and you loved how he could act both incredibly adorable, and impressively mature. He was always there to help you out and give you advice, and he made sure Sehun never treated you wrong. You had so much in common with the boy, sometimes you felt like you were meant to be friends.

You heard Sehun’s phone begin to vibrate from the bedside table, and although you tried to ignore it the first few times, the messages kept coming through, so you decided it must be something of great importance. You rolled over to his side of the bed, and grabbed the phone, unlocking it with ease, and going straight to his inbox. You had always had Sehun’s code, and he always had yours, it was a matter of trust, and he often had you read him the texts he received from the guys, so you didn’t think it would be any different this time.

You were wrong. You opened the texts to see some very suggestive texts from a girl you recognized as a trainee. You scanned over them, scrolling up to read a few equally flirtatious texts from Sehun. You felt yourself start to break, but it wasn’t until you read something about a kiss that your heart shattered completely. You felt as if you’d just been stabbed in the heart repeatedly with a blunt butter knife. Your heart had been ripped to shreds.

You didn’t notice the water stop running, and Sehun come out of the bathroom covered by only a towel.

“Hey babe… what’s wrong?” He asked you, and you turned to look at him, betrayal and hurt written all over your face.

“What’s this Sehun?” you asked him, showing him his own phone with the texts on the screen. He stared at you with guilt in his eyes.

“I… I can explain.” He stuttered over his own words. You just kept staring, expecting him to continue. He saw a single tear roll down your cheek, and he felt his heart begin to ache.

“I… She doesn’t mean anything to me. I don’t know what I was thinking. It was all innocent flirting at first, but she kissed me and… I didn’t stop her. I swear nothing more happened. I promise you that’s the only thing that happened. After that, I couldn’t deal with the guilt. I haven’t seen her, or talked to her since. I realized you are my one and only. I know it sounds stupid, and crazy, but please believe me. Please….” He begged, falling to his knees, wrapping his arms around your legs.

You pulled away from him, slightly disgusted.

“Was I not enough for you that you had to flirt with another girl?” You hissed at him, shaking your head as you backed away from him.

“No! I love you Y/N! That meant nothing to me, she means nothing to me. Please believe me! Nothing else happened, it was just a stupid meaningless kiss… Please I beg you…  Please forgive me…” He begged while thick salty tears fell down his face like a waterfall. You wiped your own tears with the tips of your fingers, and shook your head at him.

“I… I think I should go” You speak, before quickly grabbing a small backpack and stuffing a few items of clothing and other important objects in it. Sehun panicked, he rushed to you and grabbed your body forcefully, wrapping you up in his arms tightly, refusing to let go.

“NO! Please don’t go Y/N! Please don’t leave me! Please don’t break up with me, I promise it won’t happen ever again. I promise” He begged, his voice shaky from the fear and pain he was feeling. He began bawling against you, holding you so tight you thought you had stopped breathing. You unwrapped his arms from yourself, and pushed him away, grabbing your backpack.

“I’m not breaking up with you Sehun, but I need some time to think about all of this. To decide whether I can forgive you or not. I’ll be back in a few days, and we can talk about it better.” You told him coldly, because you knew your heart had already forgiven him, I mean, how could you live without him? But your brain hadn’t. Your brain still told you he needed to suffer and pay for what he had done.

“Where are you going to stay?” He choked out, his voice breaking from all the crying. You looked up at him, deciding whether you should tell him or not.

“With Xiumin.” You stated simply, before turning away from him, and walking straight out of the door, leaving a heart broken Sehun crying alone on your bedroom door, regretting everything he had done, and terrified that he might be about to lose you, not only because of his stupid actions, but also he might lose you to his hyung. Deep down, he had always had suspicions that Xiumin’s feelings towards you weren’t only friendly.

The future that awaits Rey and Ren

When Rey is in Jakku, cleaning the objects she has obtained scavenging, she looks up and sees a very old lady, alone, doing the same as her and Rey looks at her for a long time. In my view, the old lady doesn’t remind her of a grandmother she probably can’t remember, I think she is looking at what will become of her if nothing happens in her life to change it. She is looking at her future, what she doesn’t know is that her life is about to change.

When we meet Kylo also in Jakku, in the village the STs attack, he sees San Tekka, looks at him from head to toe and says, ‘Look how old you’ve become’. Well, the irony is that San Tekka is also a monkish man without a family who has dedicated his life to a cause.

Both Rey and Ren are looking at their future, looking at what they will become if they don’t meet. But this future is about to change when they meet. This is because he is the belonging she seeks and she is the Light he has been trying to keep away since he fell trapped by Darkness. Yes, they are both virgins because their bond (fate, the Force, whatever we want to call it) will have it no other way, they belong to each other so that they can stop being lonely, scared and so afraid to leave. 

I think this symbolic comparison with the old man and old woman was done on purpose, but if it wasn’t, it works so beautifully as foreshadowing,as a symbol of the potential future that is about to change, that it should have been done by design.

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I almost forgot I made this one.

Well, I always wanted to do a moodboard and since Lance is my son he became the rat lab. I tried to think of things that defined him so this is the result. Hope you like it. 

Dedicated to the @voltronofcolor community for being awesome guys and make me laugh everyday,

Also ft. Hance. It is platonic? It is romantic? Who knows! What matters is that Hunk is really important for Lance and they deserve more love.