as soon as the song started playing

Hallelujah

This song,

oh this song.

It makes me think of him,

makes my heart cry out for him.

Every time it plays,

and every time I sing along,

I sing for him.

Though he’s thousands of miles away,

off doing brave things while I stay doing homework,

I miss him.

This song brings back memories,

memories of being in his truck,

on our first date.

Of our second date,

with my friends,

the movie Sing,

and how as soon as it started playing,

he looked at me and grinned.

And throughout that movie,

I’d ‘dance’ in my seat to songs I knew.

He’d catch me and smile,

smile at me like I was the greatest.

It’s the little things that mean the most,

so they say,

so I say.

That look he gave me,

I’ve never seen it before,

not in that way,

and I never expected it from him.

There was so much I didn’t expect from him,

and I got much more than even that.

He’s my blessing in disguise,

my fighter,

my hero.

I have a terrible memory, really. Names and birthdays, and past conversations, everything fades away too soon. Maybe that’s why I started writing everything down, because there are some memories too important to forget, and so I write it all down. I write down the way my heart was booming against my chest, like a speaker with the volume all the way up. I write down the way he grabbed my hand and squeezed it tight, I write down the streets we drove and the songs that were playing. I have a terrible memory, I really do, but I don’t forget the feelings. I don’t forget how it felt like my heart was finally thawing, like the beginning of us was the beginning of spring, and the icicles started to melt, and I welcomed the warmth. I fly over the details, but they’re not gone. Every word becomes a memory, and I’m moved to love as if this second is going to end any minute, so I day dream about the future like it might not come because it isn’t guaranteed and so I pull you closer right now. And right now will fade to dust inside my mind faster than I’d like, but it makes no sense to me that we were ever apart. So if I can’t have the memories, I’ll settle for trying to make every minute last a little longer
—  laceerainspoetry, Memories
Tips for Discreet College Witches

So I start college very soon, and along with packing, I’ve been doing a lot of witchy prepwork to make this school year more magical.

I’ve put together a list of tips for discreet dorm witches on how to add some subtle magic into your college life.

Cleansing:

  • Clean your room- sounds basic but you can’t clean a room spiritually if it isn’t clean physically.
  • Use wax melters or specially charmed air fresheners for specific intents to cleanse the room of bad energy. 
  • If your roommate doesn’t mind- play music. Picking songs with a specific intent will add positive energy to your room as the soundwaves fill the space. 

Protection: 

  • Sigils are your friend- they can be taped practically anywhere for discreet practice
  • If you want to be even more discreet, charge posters, paintings, or other wall hangings with protection or other intents. Hang them by doors and windows to keep positive energies in and negative out. 
  • Charm your room key to keep you and your possessions safe

General Tips: 

  • On move in day, give your roommate a small gift that you’ve blessed (a travel mug, something in your school colors, a new notebook, etc.). Not only is it a great icebreaker, but blessing the object will help keep the peace during stressful times. 
  • Get creative! Green witches can decorate with small plants like succulents, cosmic witches can hang twinkle lights or make glitter jars, and kitchen witches can make dozens of “mug spells”. 
  • Do as much prep work as you can before you move in. Draw and charge sigils, bless necklaces or clothing items. 
  • In the days leading up to move-in, cleanse your body, mind, and spirit. Do glamour and self love spells, drink lots of water, spend time on your craft and with family and friends. But most importantly, get some rest. This is an exciting and stressful time, and witchy things take a lot of energy from your already hectic schedule. 

Add your own college witchcraft tips-I’ll be posting a lot of them in the next few days. 

Blessed be! - Kate

Listen, story time!

I work at Hot Topic and today I was checking someone out and her phone started ringing. Her ringtone was the Yuri On Ice theme song.

As soon as the first note played, myself and multiple other employees recognized it and next thing you know there are various Hot Topic workers running to my register absolutely BELTING OUT THE THEME SONG.

The woman silenced her phone but my coworkers KEPT SINGING. Then the woman joined in, as did I, and some random other customers.

THAT, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, IS HOW ANIME BRINGS PEOPLE TOGETHER. THAT IS ALL.

ALSO, ASK YOUR LOCAL HOT TOPIC TO REQUEST YURI ON ICE MERCHANDISE. WE ALL WANT IT.

what she says: I’m fine

what she means: Live In Chicago released March 24, 2008 contains a live version of the song There’s A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven’t Thought Of It Yet in which Ryan Ross asks the crowd if they know what jazz hands are and proceeds to ask them to do the action ‘jazz hands’ every time the chorus is played. They continue to start the fun and unique song and as soon as Brendon Urie starts the first chorus Ryan Ross yells “jazz hands” into his microphone and when the second chorus came around he did it once again and-

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Meka Mark 1! Officially been working on mech prototypes, so far only in cardboard to test how big I want it to be.(s/o to Blaze Pizza for the boxes <3) I’ve also been playing around with mechanisms for making the arms move and guns rotate. I’m so excited to start working on the final version, which will hopefully be pretty soon! 

“Dang she’s hot. Get it”
Those words are always echoing whenever a picture of her is shown and it’s starting to become vile.
Not for the fact that it’s rude but because it’s inconsiderate.
Yes she is hot, but more than that she is beautiful, in ways not seen by a strangers eye.
The way her mind works is like a beautiful painting, with long broad strokes to start with and as you get deeper the details become more obvious.
Her mind is a library and filled with small books meant for making people think they know her, yet the deeper you get the thicker the books are. Filled with details no one could ever imagine.
Her mind is a song and when you first talk you’ll hear the loud bass. The almost deafening bass. The more you talk, the more you’ll hear the other instruments singing out behind that bass. Soon you’ll hear the most beautiful masterpiece to ever be played for your ears.


Those words are inconsiderate because although her eyes are the storms that people love, her smile is worth thousands of pearls, and her laugh is as amazing as the thunder to match her eyes, she is not just looks.
How I’d spend every second admiring the paintings, books, and notes to her song if she’d let me. I’d look into it all once and then again to make sure I didn’t miss anything. I’d hold it close to remember how to make that smile worth a thousand pearls form, the thunderous laugh boom out, and for her stormy eyes to feel accompanied with its thunder.

—  Yes she is attractive but her mind is beautiful.
Momma Hale

So cute =) Tell me if good or not.

Word Count: 763

Warnings? none

Requested? yes


It started out slowly, you knew Liam and Isaac thought of you as their mom, technically everyone thought of you as their mom, but when the boys started competing for attention, it was hell.

You were in the kitchen making their lunches, as they refused to eat the school lunches when you became Derek’s girlfriend. You were bobbing your song to some song you had playing in the speaker. You were making Boyd’s peanut butter sandwich when the door slammed into the wall.

You sighed, not looking up as you already knew who it was. “You seriously need to stop slamming doors when you need my attention, Isaac, you’re gonna make a hole in the wall at some point.”

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Reasons why Baepsae (뱁새) is literally the Best Song:
  • The title. Crow-tit? Try hard? Silver Spoon? Whichever one you use, you’re already intrigued. It’s not your typical title and it’s definitely not your typical song. 
  • That beat. As soon as it starts playing, you get hyped the f*ck up and you’re ready to take on whatever the hell is in your way 
  • Suga’s rap. The way he matter-of-factly states that his legs are a million dollars? His deceivingly conversational tone kills me every time I hear it. 
  • That chorus. THAT CHORUS. THAT CHORUS!!!! Taehyung, Jin, and Jimin transform their voices into something you would completely not expect, something you’re not used to hearing from the vocal line and holy shit it’s fucking amazing. They show off their capabilities and their flexibility with their voices. That wild ass chorus that demands you sing along is my favorite part. 
  • Jhope being the first in line with his rap…. comE ON. THe whooping in the background and listening to his unique rapping voice/style sets the entire tone of the song. He also closes out the song and I love the way he goes so hard. 
  • Rapmon and the way he ends every line of his part with those english words that you just can’t help but sing along with. 
  • And of course. The part that has gotten everyone’s attention: Jungkook’s incredible solo. The English is on point, the whispered soft tone is on point, the crazy ass screaming of “YOU MU’ BE KIDDING ME” is on point. Everyone, including me, has gone wild over that part and over Jungkook rapping, it’s outta this world.
  • The entire rebellious, confident, fierce tone of the entire song is amazing. Pair that with the words that are sung - words that every single individual from our generation can identify with, words about dealing with adult expectations, the guilt and the stress and the pressure of trying to grow up in a society that’s very hard to survive in - and you have yourself a masterpiece of a song that’s savage, strong, and straight up in your face. 
  • Every time it comes on I imagine all of the members getting hyped up, spitting into their mics, jumping up and down and pouring their hearts out during its performance. I can literally see every single one of their intense faces going so hard and that fills me with this feeling that I just can’t exactly describe… man I fucking love that song.

More heartwarming Amazon commercials time!

It starts with another soft, acoustic song because that is a necessary element of all commercials that make you a little emotional.

It’s mid-morning and Jack is sipping coffee in his kitchen. He looks out the window to see a group of young kids playing street hockey. Then, he sees a much younger girl come out from the house and run up to the group of boys. She’s got a stick that’s too big for her, likely belonging to an older brother. However, the older boys turn her away and Jack watches her face crumple.

Jack frowns, but then pulls out his phone and taps the Amazon Prime app.

A little later, a delivery truck shows up and delivery guy brings a long package up to girl. She’s been sitting on the front porch, still watching the boys hockey with a scowl on her face. The girl opens it to find a hockey stick that’s the perfect size for her. Her face shifts from surprise to beaming happiness.

Jack heads outside with his own hockey stick and a tennis ball. He makes eye contact with the girl across the street and tips his head, silently asking if she wants to play with him. 

In the next shot, the girl and Jack are laughing as they pass the tennis ball between their sticks. They stop when the same group of boys from earlier approaches them. The boys look apologetic, and the indicate that they’d like to play too.

At first the girl crosses her arms and shakes her head, but as the boys sadly turn away, her expression softens. Changing her mind, she calls out to them and they excitedly turn back around again.

The sky fades to dusk. The street lamps lazily flicker on as, one by one, the kids each get called home for dinner. They all high five each other clap each other on the back happily before running down the street to their respective houses.

The girl completes one last slap shot into the plastic net they have set up. She cheers and high-fives one of the last boys remaining on the street. Her mother comes out of the house and calls out to her daughter. The girl waves goodbye to Jack before she runs up the driveway where her mother is waiting with a fond smile.

Kent’s Commercial

A Sabriel oneshot

I kinda hate myself rn. I’m procrastinating again. Nevertheless, this idea would not leave me so I decided to write it. Based on this tumblr post I made last night. (also you might wanna check out @kkii2miinebiitche2 ‘s version of this here)

Summary: Sam moves into a new apartment building and realises soon, that the person living one floor below him masterfully plays the piano. He starts to fall in love with the music. Gabriel is an unsatisfied concert pianist, who is desperately needy for some love. lmao this is so fluffy. Fuck. 

Tagging the usual suspects: @lacqueluster @janimoon (you seemed interested) @mrsgabrieltrickster (cuz u know ily) and @luciferthecookie (who inspired the little girl’s name). 

“Dude, how the hell do you even have so much stuff?” Dean’s voice was gruff as he spoke, but there was a certain fondness to it, that not even the most gifted impressionist would be able to replicate. Said man was currently struggling to keep a box, filled to the brim with textbooks and novels, upright.

“Stop whining, Dean - you promised to help me out,” Sam retorted as he sped by Dean, skipping steps as he quickly climbed the staircase.

“I still don’t get why you couldn’t find an apartment with a lift,” Dean continued with an eye-roll. Sweat broke out on his forehead as he climbed the next flight of stairs.

“It’s healthy!” Sam called from a few flights above Dean. The elder Winchester groaned again and turned his head slightly to look at his husband, Castiel.

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BTS reacting to you challenging them~(Requested)

Jin: He would gladly accept you little challenge and if he wins you’ll probably end up making dinner.

“I TOLD YOU I WOULD WIN!”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Namjoon: He would accept the challenge even when he knows he will lose. He will ‘accidentally’ break the controller in attempt to not play. GOD OF DESTRUCTION

“But I can’t play, my controller is broken.”

Originally posted by jiminrolls

Yoongi: He would be tired from staying up all night, working on lyrics for a new song. But he would always make time for you. He would start to play and as soon as he lost he would make you tuck him into bed.

“Good night baby~”

Originally posted by yovibeispretty

Taehyung: He is one of the most childish members of the group so he would gladly accept and he would probably win and definitely tease you about it.

“Since I won, that means I’m better than you and you should rub my feet.”

Originally posted by hellosarang

Hoseok: He would probably win and would scream his famous 'J-hope scream’. He would be excited that he won but when he saw your pouty face he would try and make you feel better.

“Aw Jagi, we can cuddle if that will make you feel better.”

Originally posted by hobismole

Jimin: He would play and then when he lost he would definately get pay back by tackling you and kissing you all over your face.

“Don’t try and get away, you deserve this.”

Originally posted by bwipsul

Jungkook: Since he does like to play a lot of games he would definately beat you and when he would win he would rub it in your face, for sure.

“Haha I won!”

Originally posted by redvelvet-daredevil

Thank you guys for reading my reaction! This was requested by one of my favourite people, Niamh!!! <3 Hope you guys enjoyed it! 

                                                                         ~Savannah~

Beauty and a Beat (yes,the justin bieber song)

BASED ON THIS! i heard your prayers, people.


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  Simon could not believe his eyes. He wasn’t blinking or breathing (he didn’t need to anyway) but he was shocked, mouth agape, wide eyed shocked. But after the shock wore over, laughter started bubbling and soon he was rolling on the floor, clutching his stomach at the hilariousness of it all.

He didn’t expect this when he opened an email from Magnus with the subject YOU NEED TO WATCH THIS SALMON and that video as an attachment. Oh my god, he didn’t know what possesed his boyfriend to be dancing AND singing like that to a god damn justin bieber song.

He pressed play again, watching Raphael dancing lightly on his feet through the screen and yes, the second time was better. and the third, and the fourth.

He didn’t know how many times he replayed the video until there was a knock at the door. He was starting to find a sort of fondness in the video really, its the most he’s seen Raphael smile and do WELL ANYTHING HUMAN. He even had some kind of jacket that covered the white top (which by the way he looks deliciously good in)

When Simon opened the door, he was met by the devil himself and Raphael was about to lean in for a kiss when Simon had burst out laughing, leaning down to rest his hands on his knees for support.

“Dios Simon, are you okay?” Raphael asked, eyebrows raised until his hairline as he looked at his laughing mess of a boyfriend.

“I- It’s just- You-” Simon stood up and tried to stop laughing but one look at Raphael’s confused face just set him off again.

Well Raphael wasn’t having any of that so stalked inside him and Simon’s room to find Simon’s laptop on their bed. He stalked over to it to see what had made his boyfriend such a crazy mess only to be shocked to his core.

“Oh fuck” He mumbled under his breath and Simon was still laughing.

Raphael shot him a glare as his boyfriend closed the door and gave him a huge grin.

“It’s okay, i only watched it like… 6 times. or 8? i lost count” Simon shrugged.

“Who sent you that?” Raphael asked, scowling as he sat down on the bed.

“Guess?” Simon asked back as he edged closer to the bed. He closed the laptop and put it on the table before it became a victim. He sat down next to Raphael, who was looking anywhere but him.

Simon started to wrap his arms around his moody vampire boyfriend, resting his chin on Raphael’s shoulder.

“I liked the singing” He offered which made Raphael go rigid and Simon kissed his cheek.

“I’m being completely serious here, Rapha. You should smile more babe. i love it” Simon said and Raphael turned to look at Simon, rolling his eyes.

“You’re never gonna let me live that down are you?” Raphael sighed when Simon shook his head with a smile etched on his lips.

“You gotta teach me how to dance like that” Simon said as Raphael started to climb on the bed.

“Like a squid with no tentacles?” Raphael asked, Simon followed suit and hovered over his boyfriend with a stern look.

“Hey watch it, that’s my boyfriend you’re talking about” Simon chastised which made Raphael smile and Simon couldn’t help it, he leaned down and captured his boyfriend in a mindblowing kiss, his tonguet tracing Raphael’s fangs which made the vampire moan.

“Dios mio, maybe i should really smile more often” He mumbled between kisses and Simon hummed his agreement as his mouth attached to Raphael’s neck.

anonymous asked:

soft headcanons pt 2!! lena knows how to play piano hella well and one day kara walks in on her playing clair de lune and just freezes because her playing is so beautiful

“i didn’t know you played” are kara’s first words, almost a whole minute after lena finished the song.

lena jolts back, startled with the sudden voice. she relaxes as soon as she realizes it’s kara who spoke and she sends her a soft smile and extends her hand, inviting kara to come closer.

“i started learning when i was a child, after i was adopted” she says after kara takes a seat beside her in the piano bench. “once we discovered singing wasn’t for me, it was decided i would learn ballet and to play an instrument of my choosing. i chose the piano because it was the one who always relaxed me the most.”

kara hums and rests her head on lena’s shoulder.

“play something for me?” she asks.

“as many songs as you want, love” lena whispers back. she gives kara’s hand a light squeeze before releasing it.

she smiles when she starts to play and kara let’s out a content sigh, truly relaxing for the first time that night.

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If only New York wasn’t so far away
I promise the city won’t get in our way
When you’re scared and alone,
Just know that I’m already home

So this song started playing on my iTunes shuffle and as soon as I heard those lyrics I thought of Newt and Tina being stuck in different countries (Newt in London/England and Tina in New York/America). Honestly, this song is so early-Newtina it hurts.

(A/N.: I used to fancy the fuck out of Darren Criss, who stars in this video, so this video is also wonderful because look at this curly haired dork)

BTS Reaction to you Releasing a Meaningful Song

Namjoon: Once the song came on he knew the story behind it. He’d send you a quick text just telling you that it was very brave of you for putting a very meaningful song in your album.

Taehyung: He was already enjoying your album and then the song came on. He was enjoying the melody but he soon started to listen to the lyrics and he smiled fondly remembering about that certain time.

Hoseok: You told him there was going to be a special track in your album and he wasn’t expecting it to be a song about your past. He’d get teary eyed as the beautiful melody played along with the very powerful lyrics.

Jin: Even if he wanted to hold off on listening to your single he’ll turn on the radio and your song would start playing and that’s when he heard the lyrics. He’d start reminiscing about the times he’d help you out and he’ll defiantly get emotional.

Jungkook: With a busy schedule he didn’t know you had released a new album until he logged onto SNS. He listened to the album immediately and when you came to that song, he listened carefully. It brought back memories and he’s happy that he helped you pushed through your hard times.

Yoongi: You had personally asked him to co-produce the song with you even though you were still hesitant. He was extremely happy and touched that you wanted his help and that the song was also about something he helped you through your tough times.

Jimin: You texted him the night it was going to be released to first listen to the third track. He was a bit confused but the second it was released he clicked play on the third track. That’s when the lyrics hit him and he was emotional as the song came to an end.

10 Victoria’s Secret Models

Request by anon:  Hi! Can you do a Brendon Urie imagine where you have a mental break down and feel like you aren’t good enough for him but he comforts and reassures you?? THANKS

A/N- Based on the song by MAX

Y/N’S POV

You sit in Brendon’s lap, on the couch, holding a large bowl of popcorn. Fall Out Boy’s performing at the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show and you, being a huge Fall Out Boy fan, obviously weren’t going to miss it, just like any other time they perform on tv. You automatically get pumped as My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark starts playing, fist pumping and shoving popcorn in your face like a maniac. You can feel Brendon’s laughs rumbling in his chest from behind you. Soon the models came out and begin walking down the runway, all of them wearing heels and barely any clothing, some even had on huge angel wings. As the show went on, you began to feel uneasy, looking at the models’ slim frames, flat stomachs, long toned legs and perfectly smooth skin. All of them are beautiful, perfect, desirable, ideal. You try and shake the thought out of your mind, looking up at Brendon, eyes still fixed on the tv. His eyes are beautiful and round, his lips plump and pink. He’s gorgeous without even trying. You always knew he was out of your league but you never though about how he felt, he obviously took a step down from his last girlfriend with you. You look down at your reflection in your black glossy phone screen, almost cringing at the sight after looking at the models on tv. You set the popcorn down beside you, no longer wanting it. You lean back into Brendon’s chest and he wraps his arms around you.
You watch the rest of the show, not really paying attention which sucked because you were usually so excited to see your favorite bands on tv. By the time it’s over, it’s dark outside and the only light is coming from the tv which is suddenly turned off. You stand  up and stretch, turning towards the couch to see Brendon yawning and setting the remote down beside him. He stands up and wraps his arms around your torso, resting his head on your shoulder.

“We should go upstairs.” He says groggily. You whine in response, just as tired as he is.

“Carry me…” He chuckles a little before bending down and scooping you up, carrying you bridal style upstairs. He places you on the bed and you immediately roll over, tucking your hands under your pillow. You feel the bed sink in next to you and Brendon kisses your forehead.

“Good night, (Y/N).” He whispers before laying down and going to sleep. You on the other hand, as tired as you are, can’t find sleep. You can’t stop thinking about how good those models looked. Sure, they were models, they’re supposed to look like the most ideal woman so you really shouldn’t be comparing yourself to them. The thing that’s bothering you is the fact that Brendon is the ideal man. You don’t deserve him, he deserves someone who’s just as good looking as him, someone who won’t make people question what he sees in you. Eventually, your brains wares itself out and you fall asleep.
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When you wake up the next morning, Brendon’s not beside you. You yawn and scratch your head a little before going downstairs to find him making breakfast. You sit at the counter where there’s two plates, ready to be filled with food.

“Morning, babe.” He smiles and scoops eggs onto both plates. You send him a small smile.

“Morning.” He puts bacon and toast on your plates and turns the fire off on the stove. He grabs two forks and sits next to you. As you begin eating, you wonder what those models eat for breakfast. Definitely not this, right? They probably drink some healthy shake before going to Pilates or some shit. This thought creeps into your mind and you kind of push the food around on your plate. Once you both finish eating, he clears your plates, taking them to the sink.

“(Y/N), you barely ate any of your food.” He says as he scrapes the left overs from your plate down the garbage disposal.

“Um, yeah, I’m just, not really hungry this morning. I don’t know.” Before he can say anything else you go upstairs to get dressed. You go to the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth. You put your toothbrush back in the holder and look up at yourself in the mirror. You begin to notice all the imperfections in your face and body that you hadn’t before. You turn to the side and lift up your shirt a little, exposing your stomach. You rub your hand over it, wondering how much those models weigh.

“Babe…” You snap your head to the door where Brendon stands, leaning on the door frame.

“Y-you okay?” He asks, his eyebrows drawn up in concern.

“Yeah…I’m good. Sorry I’m hogging the bathroom.” You try and chuckle a little before walking past him and into the bedroom. You see him turn his head, following you with his eyes but you ignore him, starting to get dressed.

“Alright well I’ll be ready in a few minutes.” He says, turning on the faucet.
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At the end of the day, after running errands, Brendon doing interviews and you doing work around the house, you and Brendon decided to watch a movie and share a bottle of wine. By the middle of the movie, you were both a little tipsy and no longer fully paying attention. You feel Brendon behind you, kissing your neck and putting his hands on your hips.

“Bren….what are you doing?” You try and move your head away from him, chuckling a little at your own awkwardness but he doesn’t stop, he just pulls you closer, trailing the kisses down to your shoulder.

“Bren, stop.” You shake him off.

“Why not?” He whines, you pulls yourself away from him, moving so you were sitting beside him now.

“I just don’t feel like it tonight. Sorry.” You say with a shrug. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair.

“Bullshit, (Y/N). What’s been going on with you? Ever since yesterday you’ve been acting weird.” You sigh and drop your head into your hands as tears well up in your eyes. He doesn’t realize you’re crying until he hears sniffles emitting from behind your hands.

“Woah, wait, what’s going on? Why are you crying?” He asks, moving next to you and putting an arm around you, rubbing your back. You exhale with a sob and lift your head up, wiping your face with your sleeves which is pointless considering you’re still crying.

“I just….when we watched the fashion show last night, I couldn’t stop thinking about how perfect those models are and I know everyone says not to compare yourself to models because they’re not real and shit but have you seen yourself? How am I supposed to walk around with confidence when you’re over here looking like a fucking Calvin Klein commercial?! You deserve so much more than ‘this’. ” You say, motioning to yourself.

“You must be embarrassed to even stand next to me when you’re clearly way out of my league.” You drop you head, staring at your lap and watch the tear drops fall onto your legs. Suddenly you hear Brendon laughing a little which makes you look up with red, puffy eyes. Why is he laughing? Because what you said is true and his entire life is a joke?

“W-why are you laughing?” You almost regret asking, not wanting to know the answer. He stops laughing but still has a smile on his face.

“Babe, I’m laughing at how ridiculous you sound.” Your bottom lip quivers as you stare at him, eyes still wide in confusion. He sighs and uses his thumb to wipe away your tears.

“(Y/N), you’re insane if you think that I’d prefer one of those photo shopped, stiletto wearing, “perfect” girls over you. All your imperfections are the things that make you so incredibly beautiful. I’m sorry if I haven’t been showing you how much I love you and that you’re more than enough for me.“ He says, looking you in the eyes.

“Brendon, there’s no way you’d pick me over one of them. They’re super models for fuck’s sake!” You argue, still not listening to him.

“I mean sure, they’re pretty, but even if ten Victoria’s Secret models walked in this room right now, I’d never take my eyes off you. Because you’re all I could ever ask for and I wouldn’t trade you for anything or anyone.” He says, holding your face in his hands.

You smile genuinely and press your lips on his. You never really cared about how you look to everyone else, you just wanted to be enough for Brendon. He’s definitely a catch, that’s for damn sure and you would do anything to keep him. When you pull away, you snuggle back into Brendon’s chest and he holds you tight. The two of you sit in silence as gently rocks you in his arms. 

“(Y/N)?” He asks quietly, breaking the silence. Your eyes flutter open as you snap out of the little trance he put you in.

“Yeah, Babe?” You ask. He doesn’t speak for a few seconds.

“Do you really think I could be a Calvin Klein model?”

Stay The Night

Pairing: Alexander Hamilton x Reader

Word Count: 3,089

Based on: Prompt #345 from this post

You sighed as you heard the familiar fanfare of the song that the string quartet had already played several times tonight and watched as men scrambled to find eligible dance partners. Soon, the whooshing of skirts sounded in time with the music, and you looked down at your clasped hands in disappointment.

In your opinion, these wretched balls were always wastes of time. Even though you were the best friend of the highly desired Schuyler sisters, your reservedness usually kept you out of the limelight. Plus, the dresses that you always wore to these events always seemed to start itching halfway through the night, making it less than attractive to keep standing around. Peggy always insisted that you go, though, telling you that men always cowered in the sight of true beauty.

The said sister was talking your ear off at the current moment, not heavily concerned about the fact that she had been whisked away by suitors only a couple of times. She loved watching Eliza and Angelica have their fun and claimed that she would soon have hers as well.

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A bunch of Hamilton Afterlife doodles, because hearitwhispering’s notes in the tags really made me want to do more head cannons of what happens at the end of the show.

Also I’m going to start working on a Satisfied Fan Animation, I’m not going to lie though, this will take a long time for me to finish but i’ll keep you updated every step of the way and you can expect storyboards and concept art soon.

(And if anyone who’s seen the show, can give me information on how the song is played out, how Renée Elise Goldsberry acts throughout the scene, or anything in general that stuck with them during the performance that would be fantastic!)

Finn Balor fluff

Originally posted by thearchitectwwe

Someone requested some Finn Balor fluff so here it is! 
Warnings: None :) 

I stood next to Sasha as the whole backstage crew was glued to the screen. Finn was facing Kevin Owens for the NXT Championship. “This is one hell of a main event!” Sasha exclaimed, making everyone agree. Finn just hit Kevin with a bloody Sunday outside of the ring. “Go Finn!” I squealed, as Finn got in the ring and started climbing the ladder. Sasha placed her arm around my shoulder. “Your boyfriend is going to be champ!” Sasha smiled. My grin couldn’t leave my face as Finn grabbed the championship and took it off. He held the title high as his theme song started to play and the fans were going wild. It’s amazing. He won the NXT championship in Japan, where his career before WWE was taking place. 
The Pay per view soon went off the air and everyone went by gorilla waiting for Finn. First, Kevin limped to the back and we all cheered as he put on one heck of a match. A few minutes later, Finn walked back. His body paint was all smeared and covered with sweat as he had the championship hanging on his shoulder. A lot of people got to hug and congratulate him first. I was soon able to get to him. “There’s my girl.” His accent thick as he pulled me close and pressed his lips to mine, softly. I kissed back, getting face paint all over my lips. “Smile!” Bayley yelled. Finn wrapped his arm around my waist as we posed for the camera. 
“Meet me in the locker room.I got an interview to do.” Finn told me. I nodded. i squeezed passed people before going into our locker room. I got a towel and water for Finn when he walks in. 
A couple minutes later
A few minutes later Finn walked in the locker room. “You are champ!” I squealed, jumping in his arms. Finn grinned before kissing my cheek. “I know one thing. You are my champ.” Finn told me, making me blush. In a blink of an eye, things got heated and we were doing some celebrating ;)