believe in me unbelievable

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봄날 / spring day - bts (lyrics)

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She doesn’t know what was going on in Hannah’s life. 
                                 You don’t know what’s going on in hers.

Sometimes it’s hard for me to believe that I’m living this life, this unbelievable life where I’m filled with happiness and hope. It would be easier to explain if it all was just a dream, but it isn’t, and it’s making me question one thing; Is it possible to love someone this much?
—  Poets Love Her
Over Our Heads

Title: Over Our Heads

Summary: When Sam leaves you and Dean alone in the bunker to have a movie night all by yourselves, feelings that have been under wraps for years begin to surface. Will it be the start of something new or will it turn into yet another moment you’ve had with the eldest Winchester?

Author: deanssweetheart23

Characters: Dean Winchester x reader, Sam Winchester (mentioned)

Word count: 2482

Warnings: Language, the slightest bit of angst. Pure fluff.

Author’s Notes: This is my submission for @idreamofhazel ‘s and @impala-dreamer ‘s “Sammy Says” writing challenge. First of all, congratulations to both of you amazing human beings because you deserve it. Second of all, thank you so much for letting me participate, I loved writing this.

Also, I’d like to thank my amazing twin @ravengirl94 for putting up with my whining and for helping me figure out what I wanted to do with the ending here. Thank you so, so much, Emily, you’re the absolute best.

Now about this fic: My prompt was “You mind doing a little bit of thinking with your upstairs brain, Dean?” and is included in bold in the text below. (This is written both from the reader’s and Dean’s POV and includes a flashback in italics.)

Originally posted by personal-interest-in-you


Your fingers curled into your palm whilst you sat on Dean’s bed, head rested against the headboard, body just mere inches away from his as the world in the screen before you came to life.

It was one of those rare nights that you had nowhere to be and nothing to do. Miraculously enough, the world seemed to be doing just fine without you and the Winchesters brothers were more than happy to take advantage of all of that tranquility and stagnation while it lasted. Sam, for instance, had already hit the bar for the night -he had said something about needing to spend some time with himself but you were pretty sure that his sudden outing had something to do with that beautiful librarian that had been flirting with him all week- while, much to your surprise, the older Winchester had decided to spend a lazy night in with you, filled with cooking and silly jokes, wonderfully interesting conversations and laughter.

However, as fantastic as the evening had been, it was getting late and you were getting more and more tired.

Stifling a yawn, you turned to see Dean already staring at you, green eyes bright and wide in the dim light of the bedroom.

“What?” you asked.

He smiled that half-smile of his that always caused your heart to flutter unevenly.

“C’mere.” He whispered, arm draping over your shoulder to pull you to him.

You opened your mouth to object but the look on his face, vulnerable and intense, pierced through your very soul and you leaned against him, letting his warmth seep into your skin and his scent, so utterly and uniquely Dean, to overwhelm your senses, comfortably resting your head on the crook of his neck.

“Better now?”

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The fact that I’m supposed to believe that my lesbian daughter Toph Beifong isn’t a lesbian…..unacceptable

Read It Wednesday

Week 13 is here!! Fics from this week come from the last two weeks, so please be aware that this one is probably going to be LONG. Keep in mind that sometimes I don’t get notifications for everything I’m tagged in. If you really want me to read a fic you’ve posed, send it to me via IM and I will read it right away. Enjoy this weeks compilation!

*Little note: There are some smut fics that are left out of this. They will be included in next weeks RIW. I don’t read smut while I’m at work, and I won’t have time tonight to read them and get this up in time, so I’ve liked all smut fics I’ve been tagged in to read this weekend. I hope y’all understand!

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Who You Are (Part 5)

Originally posted by bubblyholland

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 2,793

Warning: swearing, violence, making out ;)

Summary: You are on a mission of your own when you get caught by a certain superhero.

A/N: For some reason I always post at 11 o’clock at night. I have no idea why….Sorry for the long wait! I’ve been really busy with school, but I got it done! :)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4


When you had come up with the idea of Peter helping you learn to defend yourself, you didn’t realize how hard it would actually be. Ok, this should be easy enough, you think right before you punch the bag.

“Shit! That really hurts. Ow. Fuck.” You say, shaking your gloved hand out and jumping around while cradling your dominant hand into your chest.

“You’re lucky you didn’t break your hand. You punched with your thumb tucked it.” Peter says standing to your right with his arms crossed.

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Now featuring over 300 gems, which is too many for my poor SAI, so I don’t think I’ll update this file again. However, I will start work on a secondary file with gems that I’ve cut out this one, specifically ones like Rose Quartz or Black Opal. You know, the “x [gem]” gemstones. I’ll link it in the description of this post when it’s done, and I’ll post it on Tumblr too of course.

Also, if you ever need something to be able to use this resource properly, like the full file or a list with the names, just message me and I’ll do my best to help~

well if my gingerbread people didn’t run away, where did they go?

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these screenshots were takin within 3 seconds of each other. Kim Taehyung, ladies and gentleman. 

His Past; His Future // BamBam

Originally posted by orchid-bud

Pairing: BamBam x Reader

Genre: Angst, fluff

Summary: You meet BamBam’s friends from school for the first time, and you find out that he’s still friends with his ex girlfriend~ Can you put aside you insecurities and trust your boyfriend?


The first time you met Autumn was when BamBam had asked you to come along to a dinner party to meet some of his friends. You had both been dating for just shy of 2 months, so it was still pretty early as far as your relationship was concerned. As far as you were aware, the friends you were set to meet were his old friends from school – and this was of course was the truth.

You sat in the back seat of the taxi, hand in hand with BamBam as he looked down at you – obviously extremely nervous and diffident about being introduced to the people who had known him for his entire life. He squeezed your hand tightly, taking you out of your negative thoughts and drawing your attention towards him.

“Babe, you don’t have to worry at all” he kissed the side of your temple gently, “My friends are really cool people – and they’re gonna love you, okay?”

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[LYRICS] Lost by BTS

Korean

눈을 감고 아직 여기 서 있어
사막과 바다 가운데 길을 잃고서
여전히 헤매고 있어
어디로 가야 할지 yeah
이리도 많을 줄 몰랐어
가지 못한 길도 갈 수 없는 길도
I never felt this way before
어른이 되려는지

난 너무 어려운 걸 이 길이 맞는지
정말 너무 혼란스러
never leave me alone
그래도 믿고 있어 믿기지 않지만
길을 잃는단 건
그 길을 찾는 방법

Lost my way
쉴 새 없이 몰아치는
거친 비바람 속에
Lost my way
출구라곤 없는 복잡한 세상 속에
Lost my way
Lost my way
수없이 헤매도 난
나의 길을 믿어볼래

Lost my way
Found my way
Lost my way
Found my way

어디로 가는 개미를 본 적 있어
단 한 번에 길을 찾는 법이 없어
수없이 부딪히며 기어가는
먹일 찾기 위해
며칠이고 방황하는
You know
쓸모 있어 이 좌절도
난 믿어 우린 바로 가고 있어
언젠가 우리가 찾게 되면
분명 한 번에 집으로 와
개미처럼

아직은 어려운 걸 이 길이 맞는지
정말 너무 혼란스러
don’t you leave me alone
그래도 믿고 싶어 믿기지 않지만
길을 잃는단 건
그 길을 찾는 방법

Lost my way
쉴 새 없이 몰아치는
거친 비바람 속에
Lost my way
출구라곤 없는 복잡한 세상 속에
Lost my way
Lost my way
수없이 헤매도 난
나의 길을 믿어볼래

So long
기약 없는 희망이여 이젠 안녕
So long
좀 느려도 내 발로 걷겠어
이 길이 분명 나의 길이니까
돌아가도 언젠가 닿을 테니까
I never I will never
I will never lose my dream

Lost my way
쉴 새 없이 몰아치는
거친 비바람 속에
Lost my way
출구라곤 없는 복잡한 세상 속에
Lost my way
Lost my way
수없이 헤매도 난
나의 길을 믿어볼래

Lost my way
Found my way
Lost my way
Found my way

English

I’m still standing here with my eyes closed
Lost between the deserts and oceans
I’m still wandering
Where should I go yeah
I didn’t know there were this many
Paths I can’t go and paths I can’t take
I never felt this way before
Am I becoming an adult?

This is too hard, is this path right for me
I am confused
Never leave me alone
I still believe even though it’s unbelievable
To lose your path
Is the way to find that path

Lost my way
Constantly pushing without rest
Within the harsh rainstorms
Lost my way
Within a complicated world without an exit
Lost my way
Lost my way
No matter how much I wander
I want to believe in my path

Lost my way
Found my way
Lost my way
Found my way

I once saw an ant going somewhere
There is no way to find the path at once
Constantly crashing and crawling forward
To find something to eat
Roaming for days
You know
There is a reason for all this frustration
I believe that we’re on the right path
If we ever find it
We will return home at once
Just like an ant

This is too hard, is this path right for me
I am so confused
Don’t you leave me alone
I still want to believe even though it’s unbelieveable
To lose your path
Is the way to find that path

Lost my way
Constantly pushing without rest
Within the harsh rainstorms
Lost my way
Within a complicated world without an exit
Lost my way
Lost my way
I wander
I want to believe in my path

So long
Goodbye to my hope with no promise
So long
Even if I’m slow I will walk with my own feet
Because I know this path is mine to take
Even if I go back, I will reach this path eventually
I never I will never
I will never lose my dream

Lost my way
Constantly pushing without rest
Within the harsh rainstorms
Lost my way
Within a complicated world without an exit
Lost my way
Lost my way
I wander
I want to believe in my path

Lost my way
Found my way
Lost my way
Found my way

Trans cr; Teekay & Ria @ bts-trans
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anonymous asked:

You should write something about that anon earlier with his wet beard against your neck(((:

A/N: I’ve been sitting on this one for a while, waiting for an idea.  There was also another anon about it, that can be found here.  Luckily, our little award winner inspired me.  Thanks to my crew for helping me with the start!


People’s Choice

The silver streams of light peeking through the curtains told you it was still early, too early to be awake for sure. You felt the dip and shudder of the mattress as Niall woke up.  You knew his movements by heart, he was such a creature of habit. He rolled onto his back, stretching his lean frame out under the duvet.  You could feel each long muscles contract and tighten as he pulled his arms out above his head, then dragged his wide palms over his face.  You could hear the rough pads of his fingers scratch over the thick stubble on his jaw - you’d insisted he grow it out, something about the thick, dark hair set you ablaze.  You smiled into the pillow, enjoying the quiet predictability of your boyfriend’s routine.  He raked his hands down over his chest and down over the bulge in his white Calvin’s, palming across his length.  You snorted a tiny laugh, belaying the fact you were awake.  “What’s so funny?”  His voice was still deep and raspy with sleep and you were sure it was the best sound you’d ever heard.  

You rolled over to face him, smiling at the sight of his arm thrown back behind his head and the dark shadows of the room outlining his strong jaw and nose.  Reaching out to drag your fingers through his thick chest hair you sighed.  “Nothing.  Just makes me laugh when you have to check and make sure your dick didn’t fall off in the middle of the night.”  He grabbed your wrist, biting playfully at your arm, earning a squeal from you.  “Ha ha.  Very funny, petal.  We both know you’d be the one cryin’ like a baby if it fell off.”  You hummed in agreement and rolled back over to try and fall back asleep.  You and Niall had no plans for the day and you were determined to be lazy.  You heard Niall scrounge around his side table, looking for his phone, finally grabbing it and yanking it off the charging cord.

“Well, fuck me!”

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Underappreciated characters: Capheus from Sense8
  • seriously?? Why does nobody talk about him?? he’s such a beautiful person like wow.
  • he’s poor, has almost nothing, lives in a place filled with violence 
  • he does everything he can for his sick mother
  • he’s so freakin compassionate 
  • and brave
  • willing to do anything for the ones he loves
  • the way he smiles in amazement when he see’s things that other people in the cluster are experiencing? 
  • he smiles in joy and wonder because he’s never had the privilege to experience things like this??
  • when he was so happy while looking at clouds?? “RIleyyy!! You’re flying!!”
  • when he drank the english tea oh my god 
  • and he’s freakin adorable and hilarious 
  • he’s honestly so genuine and grateful and puts others before himself
  • It’s so so inspiring to see the way he makes the most of his situation
  • how many people living like that can walk out of their door every single day and say:
  • “Today is going to be a great day”
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Laura Marling’s cover of “Colorado Girl” by Townes Van Zandt

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“Okay, I’m warning you it’s a bit small, so everyone’s going to be very crowded.” For the millionth time, Fred started warning me about his home and his family.

“Fred, I don’t care! I’m just excited to–”

“And my mother might smother you, so if you need air–”

“Fred, you know how much I love smothering. I won’t care!” I smiled at my boyfriend, and planted a kiss on his cheek. 

Besides Fred, George groaned and made vomiting noises. “You two, just get a room!” Ginny slapped his arm playfully while Harry, Hermione, and Ron all giggled to themselves.

The train slowed to a stop at the station, and I looked out the window to see a man and a woman, both with red hair, peering into each of the train cars as they passed. I guessed they were Fred’s parents, and I got very excited to meet them. Mrs. Weasley had sent me a knitted sweater for Christmas with my first initial stitched onto the front, even though she had only heard of me through Fred’s letters to her.

Grabbing my suitcase, I made my way out onto the platform, with the rest behind me. 

“Y/N!” The red-haired woman came barreling towards me, the man at tow. She tackled me with a hug, and planted kisses all over my head. “Y/n, Fred has been non-stop writing to us about you!” 

I laughed as Fred pulled his mother off of me. “Hello, Mrs. Weasley. It’s so nice to meet you!” 

“Oh, honey, I am so happy to finally meet you!

The man finally got a chance to step up and say, “Hello, y/n. It’s a pleasure to meet you!“

Fred withstood a bone-crushing hug from his mother and stood with his arm around me as we watched everyone else get loved by Mrs. Weasley.


“Honey, I just do not know what my boy did in order to convince you to go out with the likes of him! I mean, you’re so polite, and kind, and just wonderful! I mean…” Mrs. Weasley kept talking and talking to us, not that I minded. Ginny, Ron, Fred, and George whispered among themselves while Harry and Hermione cast knowing looks between each other. After what seemed like no time, Mr. Weasley pulled up in front of a small, old-looking house in the countryside. 

“Now, y/n, you’ll find that our cottage is small, but you’ll have so much space outside to hang out in!” I smiled and replied, “I’m sure I’ll love it, Mrs. Weasley.”

I stepped into the house, my suitcase in hand, and almost dropped it when I saw the interior. Everything was cluttered together, but in a magical way, with brooms and mops sweeping past me on their own, pots and plates tucking themselves in cabinets, and birds flitting in and out of the open windows. In the middle of the room was a clock, with all its hands sliding towards “home”. 

In awe, I stared open mouthed at everything, wanting to soak every bit in. Fred came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

“So?”

I turned slowly to face my boyfriend, face still frozen in an “O” shape. He chortled at me, and pecked my forehead. “So I guess that’s a sign that you like it here?”

“Oh, Fred, I love it!” I threw my arms around him, and laughing, he swung me around. I couldn’t believe how unbelievably happy I was to be spending my summer holiday with the Weasleys.

Klaus

Request :  Could you do one where Klaus Mikaelson loves you and you slept with one of the other characters and he goes mental on the streets and trashes everything then you find out and he comes home and you have a huge argument and then he confesses his feelings for you.

Imagine : Klaus admitting his feelings for you after you sleep with Damon, because he could not handle seeing you with another.

Originally posted by steviepinkiepierogers

You were best friends with Klaus. He was greatest friend you could have ever asked for. 

He was beautiful, knew exactly how to make you feel better and how to make you laugh when you were feeling upset. He was there when you needed him most, and of course, you loved him. You had for a while, but you had always assumed that Klaus was too much of a playboy to settle down, or even fall for you.

But what you didn’t know, was that Klaus was infatuated with you. He loved being your friend, but he dreamed of the day where he would work up the courage and ask you out, claim you as his own.

And until then, he had to put up with other men straining for your attention.

That particular night, you were meeting Klaus at the bar. You had had a crappy day at work, and you really needed a drunk chat with your favourite person.

However, he seemed to be running late, and you were left downing shots on your own. Well, not alone. 

Damon Salvatore sat beside you, and although you much rather preferred the attention of Klaus, you couldn’t deny that Damon had you blushing under his intense stare and his flirty comments. Perhaps it was the alcohol going straight to your head, or it was his attention, but you couldn’t help but giggle and return his advances. It had been too long since you had been with anyone. 

“You know,” Damon said with his signature smirk. “I would never leave you alone looking like you do.”

“And what would you do?” you asked, taking another shot as you looked at him seductively.

“I would fuck you against every surface in my home,” Damon said with a wink, smirking as your cheeks turned red.

“So then why don’t you?” You grinned back.

And the moment Damon grabbed you into a rough kiss, Klaus walked in.

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When you entered Klaus’s home the next morning, you were already frowning. You felt horrible for ditching, as you knew that he showed up after you left, of course. And guilty as hell as you had slept with Damon, and although you and Klaus weren’t together, it felt as though you were cheating on him.

When you finally found Klaus in the living room, you sighed slightly, gaining his attention. “Seems I am finally worth your time now,” Klaus said in a monotone as he turned back to his painting.

You groaned slightly, rubbing your temple. “Please don’t do this to me,” you whispered. “I feel awful enough as it is.”

“Do what?” Klaus said with a false smile. “I’m only observing that I am worth your precious time now, as it seems that Salvatore scum is more important.”

“Look, I’m sorry,” you snapped. “It was a crappy day, and I was getting drunk before you got there. Shoot me. But what happened with Damon was a mistake and it won’t happen again. So please, could you stop acting as if I just shot a puppy.”

“A puppy? No, I was thinking more likely our friendship,” he said in an icy tone. 

“Excuse me?” you cried. You tried to play off mad, but your heart was aching painfully in your chest as he spoke.

“If you would rather spend our time together letting other men into your pants, be my guest,” Klaus said. “But I won’t sit on the side line and watch you become the whore of Mystic Falls.”

“The whore of- Where the fuck is this coming from?” You cried. “You know damn well there’s nothing in this world more important to me than our friendship, and now you throw that in my face because I made a drunken mistake?”

“I’m having my doubts that it really meant anything to you,” Klaus said in an even tone, but the look in his eye gave it all away. He was hurting too, possibly just as much as you, and that he was about to cry as you were.

“If that’s what you think,” you whispered. “Then I don’t know why I’m bothering you with my presence. Because I promise you, it’s not me that’s walking away here, Nik.”

“No, you walked away last night.”

“NO! I made a mistake. In the thousand years you’ve been alive, have you never made one?”

“Of course I have, but I see this for what it is. If Damon Salvatore means more to you, then please be my guest and walk yourself out.”

“Why are you so concerned what Damon means to me? He’s absolutely nothing, Nik!”

“I don’t believe it.”

“You are unbelievable. Tell me, why do you care so much?”

Klaus was silent, looking away. You gathered your answer from his silence, turning around. 

“I see. I’ll let myself out.”

“I love you.”

Turning around, you found Klaus standing right behind you, your wide eyes watching him carefully as he stepped forward to press your chests together.

“What?”

“I love you. Every little thing about you, I love. Your smile, and laugh. Your persistence on getting your morning cuddles, and only from me. The way you look at everything, as if everything is beautiful. The way you love me, despite everything I’ve done. I can’t help my feelings, Y/N. I can’t help the fact that I am so desperately in love with you, but I know you would never be mine.”

You were silent for a second, shock taking over you. Certainly you hadn’t expected this coming over in the morning. 

“And if you want to leave, I will not stop you. You are free, Y/N, and I will not let my desires hold you back from-”

Pressing your lips to his, you grasped his shirt in your hands as you kissed him, keeping him quiet. Your lips molded perfectly, and you knew that he was the one. There was nothing more perfect than the feeling of his lips on yours.

“I love you too,” you whispered to him. “I love you very much, Klaus Mikaelson.”

Klaus grinned, wrapping his arms around you tightly. “You know, you still haven’t gotten your morning cuddles.”

You giggled as you rushed over to the couch with him trailing behind, opening your arms expectantly. Klaus picked you up and laid down on the couch, cuddling and giggling for the rest of the day.