dancing in your room

Most people
want a fancy house
lots of money
a successful career
don’t get me wrong
all of those things would be nice
but all I really want is you
to still be there in 60 years
grabbing my hand
pulling me close
slow dancing in the living room
as you sing me your favorite song

- kenzie lawson

Things to do instead of thinking about that gross boy:

-Take a bath. With candles and a book and a face mask

-Look for a new show on Netflix

-Watch videos of happy babies (or happy puppies. or kittens)

-Paint your nails

-Do that thing you’ve been procrastinating for hours

-Reorganize your room

-Find new music, make a new playlist

-Pet your cat or dog. Or your friend’s cat or dog. Or your neighbor’s cat or dog

-DIY a hair mask or a sugar scrub (I can write up some recipes if anybody wants them!!)

-Call your mom

-Sing and dance around your room to some Rihanna (or another singer that makes you feel like a boss ass bitch)

-Do some yoga


At the end of Ep 7. I cried my eyes out. I can’t remember the last time a show ever made me actually bawl like a baby because I was so happy.

It’s been a long time since a show made me feel this happy, eager and excited every week. Sure I get enjoyment from other series, but it’s rare to find a show like this for me. One that doesn’t only just visually inspire, but emotionally inspire as well. Something that fills that void with warm feelings and gives you the urge to sing and dance alone in your room. I’ve been waiting for a show like this for so long. Thank you YOI for being a beacon of warmth for trying times. 

She’s the type of girl you’ll fall in love with seemingly on accident. You won’t see it coming, you wont feel yourself falling for her. It’s the little things, admiring the way her blue eyes light up in the sun, memorizing the location of each freckle across her face, falling asleep to the sound of her heartbeat as you lay on her chest. The little things, the small moments from each day, that’s you falling in love. You won’t notice in the moment, but one day you’ll be riding in her passenger seat, holding her hand, singing your favorite songs together and it will all come back to you. Those same small moments from days and months before flood back into your memory. The smile she had as you sang her a love song, the gentle kisses she gave you as she told you goodnight, the time you two slow danced alone in your living room. These memories all come together and replay in your head. You think about it and it seems unreal, loving her is so easy and effortless. You’ve been falling in love with her since you met her, and you had no idea.

What the signs remind me of
  • Aries: telling stories with an excitement filled voice, putting your hair up in a ponytail, getting mad after losing a game
  • Taurus: tapping your foot while listening to a song, putting a blanket over a sleeping person
  • Gemini: being the best hider while playing hide and seek, smiling at strangers
  • Cancer: sleeping with a stuffed toy, making friendship bracelettes, ice skating
  • Leo: old coffee shops, dancing around in your room, kissing the mirror
  • Virgo: sending your text to the wrong person, staring out of an open car window, to do lists
  • Libra: making shadow figures on the walls, turning a page in a book
  • Scorpio: glaring at annoying people, switching off the light, old photo albums
  • Sagittarius: pillow fights, not paying attention, biting your lip
  • Capricorn: rolling your eyes, stroking someones hair, scented candles
  • Aquarius: laughing untill you cry, doing a handstand and falling over, skipping stones
  • Pisces: spacing out, having weird dreams, making silly faces
things i associate with mbti types

enfp: a balloon blowing on the wind, the moment right before a hug, popping bubbles, reading a book while sitting next to your friend, sunshowers, superman ice cream, graffiti, hot air balloons, paint smeared on your hands and face, butterflies in your stomach, hot wax, your best friend’s laugh, a sugar rush, confetti that looks like tiny stars

enfj: getting someone else’s lipstick on your lips, revenge, neon lights, mystery flavored lollipops, dancing around the room with your friends at 3 AM, street photography, the way smiles are contagious, screaming at a concert, puns that are so bad you can’t help but laugh, pranks, mirrors, a tight hug, smiles that show all your teeth

infj: libraries, abstract art, looking up at a full moon, quotes, loneliness, a rainbow through a prism, the aurora, instagramming your starbucks, the way fairy lights look like stars, optical illusions, the vastness of the universe, almost touching, a message in a bottle, walking through the snow, spiral staircases, trompe l’oeil, waterfall mist, echoes

infp: dragonfly wings, a wildflower field, random acts of kindness, watercolors, tears that burn your eyes, diaries, a messy room, a tea kettle shrieking, falling asleep in a hammock, the first day of spring, blanket forts, climbing vines, braids, dewy grass, tree houses, laying on a field and looking at the clouds, sun over an open field

intp: puzzles, light shining through blinds, braille, lightning, tide pools, typewriters, white bedsheets, windowless hallways, waking up before dawn, old maps, writing late at night, blowing glass, warning signs, street musicians, crisp suits, the subway, mathematical formulas, broken fingernails, making music with wine glasses

intj: red-hot embers, newspapers, marble sculptures, deep sea creatures, dark hair, minimalism, silver chains, crumbling petals, the sound of pouring rain, chinese checkers, déjà vu, dystopian fiction, bathing in the dark, merlot, barbed wire, overgrown lawns, antithetical statements,  blizzards, dry anger, bitter baking chocolate

entj: dark chocolate syrup, memorizing equations, skylights, thick makeup, constellations, feeling invincible, city nightlife, falling from the roof of a building, balancing on a tightrope, the golden gate bridge, kissing someone’s shoulders, loud voices, screaming for no reason, sharp teeth, old churches, brain scans

entp: wildfire, writing words on a bathroom stall, lighting a match, wind-blown hair, staying awake for too long, counting lane dividers as you pass by, wandering through the woods, staring contests, the light changing your skin color, fences, a blank sketchbook, people-watching, leathery hands, running through an alleyway, blowing a fuse

estp: blurring lights, going over the speed limit, the feeling in your stomach when you go upside down, jumping over a waterfall, drinking straight from the bottle, being on a roller coaster, belting your favorite song, late nights, one-night stands, movie theatres, parties full of strangers, forbidden books, blacklight posters, duct tape, fluorescent bulbs

esfp: unwrapping a present, a sparkle, hot soup, bubblegum, laughing with your friends, a spinning carousel, hickeys, strobe lights, a hershey’s kiss, songs on repeat, jumping into cold water on a hot day, burning your hand, the thrill of being onstage, dramatic entrances, spinning until you get dizzy, rainbows on a cloudy day

isfp: a flock of birds, blowing bubbles, cigarette smoke, poetry, lens flares, cat fur, white sand, doodling, the night sky, a picture of a nebula, original grimm fairy tales, ambiguity, acrylic paints, a crescent moon, photography, fingers flying over piano keys, liminal space, doorways, social activism, the line between thoughts and reality

istp: a stormy ocean, skydiving, cracking your knuckles, shaking a soda, looking down from a height, salt plains, limestone, sand on a wooden floor, bioluminescence, clutching something so tightly your knuckles turn white, throwing off your hat, a cloudy sky, tinted windows, skipping class, seeing your reflection in metal, breaking glass, dry ice

istj: graphite streaks on your palms, polishing a sword, glass shards, brass knuckles, netting, methodical sketches, geometry, permanent marker, punching a mirror, hammering a nail into place, ice water, machinery, boiling oil, bold letters, metal-rimmed glasses, dark smoke, oxygen masks, cold showers, static, skylights

isfj: fresh baked cookies, light filtered through leaves, porch swings, disney movies, sketches in the margins of your notes, the sound of waves, oversized hoodies, holding hands, embroidery, down feathers, showing your bare back, seeing veins through pale skin, black and white photographs, a flute melody, touching a butterfly’s wing, rocks in a stream

esfj: sunflowers, your first kiss, cities during the daytime, standing at a crosswalk, tile floors, art museums, running through sprinklers, dancing without music, bathing in sunshine, falling in love, streetlights, thick hair, smiling at a mirror, children’s laughter, drawing words with sparklers, gold glitter, whispered secrets, flower crowns, flipping on a lightswitch

estj: skyscrapers, railroads, a river that flows through a city, going underwater, iron bridges, old paper, vintage champagne, broken-down fountains, city limits, cathedrals, borderlines, Greek architecture, arches, windows, heavy wooden doors, locks, buildings overgrown with vines, cracked pavement, the world through clear glass

protip for if you’re trying to do an assignment/study and are getting tired

grab your phone and your headphones and put on the catchiest pop song you have on hand, and make sure the volume is high but not enough to hurt

(my go to song is Shut Up and Dance by Walk the Moon, but it’s up to you) 

and then dance around your room/the living room/wherever you might be working for one to two durations of aforementioned catchy pop song

I’m talking like, dancing like no one is watching (hopefully, no one is), going, just jamming out however you like to this fucking catchy song

seriously, you will feel so much better, not just more energised but also probably happier 

Tips for Surviving 1/20
  • Don’t watch the inauguration. You don’t need to see Cheeto Voldemort being sworn in to know it’s happening. It’ll just make you unhappy. And besides, we don’t want to give him the ratings. Let him see our displeasure in the way that matters most to him–viewership numbers.
  • Watch the last Harry Potter movie instead. Remind yourself that Voldemort loses in the end, that he’s defeated by his own actions and his own mistakes. Remind yourself that tyranny loses. Remind yourself that, in the end, he is only a man.
  • If you don’t want to watch Harry Potter, find something else to watch that isn’t the news. Watch your favorite movie. Read your favorite book. Listen to your favorite music and dance in your room.
  • Don’t let him consume you. He’s not worth it.
  • If you live in DC and/or are going to the march on 1/21, find a march buddy. Make yourself safe—emotionally, physically, in every way—so that you can take care of yourself. You don’t need to fight tyranny alone.
  • Remember that anger will eat you alive if you don’t figure out how to live with it. Remember that you don’t need to be angry all the time, that you don’t need to fight all the time. Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.
  • When you can stand it, a day later, two, five, ten, read what he said. Take him seriously and take him literally.
  • Take care of yourself.
There is no better feeling

then finally getting to see that musical you have been listening to for weeks, months, years. The musical you’ve sung as you danced around your room. The musical you have watched all the clips on the internet that are available. the musical that has helped you through tough times. Seeing it right before your eyes. There is nothing compared to that

BTS - walk in on you dancing.

Request: Hi , can you do bts reaction to coming home and seeing their s/o having the time of her life by listening music and busting some dance moves only in their boxers , socks and bra 😅 thank you . 


Seokjin was going to find the cutest thing in the world. You were dancing and singing loudly in your room. The music ends and you hear him giggling. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” You scream shy. “Oh, nothing. You don’t have to be shy. It was so cute, baby.”


He came home and you were in the living room, with your headphones singing and dancing. And with nothing but panties and bra. He looked at you and smiled. “YOONGI!” You scared when you saw him. “Hi honey, practice ended earlier.” “I’m seeing.” “By the way, you were super sexy dancing.” “Oh, of course.” You laughed.


You were dancing happily when you noticed your boyfriend staring at you. “Since when are you here?” “Just arrived.” He laughed. “Uh, okay.” You put the song on again. “Come dance with me.” You said. “Wait, I have to look just like you.” He took off his clothes, just being boxers. “COME ON.”


As everyone knows, Namjoon is not the best dancer in the world, neither are you. But that didn’t stop you from dancing around the house. The music echoed through the house along with your voice singing fervently. Namjoon laughed at the scene. “Baby, you dance very well!” “STOP!” “What a butt!” He looked at you, who wore only panties and bra. “You are a pervert.” “And you’re hot.”


Jimin came home and heard the loud music coming from his room, he went there and saw you dancing on the bed. “Jagi ?!” He laughed louder than the music. “Hi baby.” “Are you having fun there?” “YES!” “Come here.” He opened his arms and you jumped into his lap. “Ew! you’re sweaty.” He said and you laughed.


For him, this was going to be the best thing of his day. See his girlfriend dancing and singing only in underwear. When the song was over you turned and saw him smiling at the door. “How long have you been there?” You asked. “Enough time.”


He was going to be surprised (in a good way). When he opened the door and saw you dancing and singing, he smiled. You haven’t noticed his presence, so he just stood there, just looking. “Baby …” he said after long minutes. “Oh sorry.” You tried to cover yourself with your hands. “No need to cover up! I’ve seen your whole body.” He laughed. “I know, I’m shy, you know.” “Yeah, I know, and you’re the most beautiful thing in the world.” He kissed you.

Requests are open! Feel free to ask. 

The pictures dont really do Jules’s shimmer much justice, because its not just “oh hey green would'ja look at that.” Its more like..

Taylor Swift is a summer-by-the-lake, catching fireflies with friends like you’re young again kind of album.

Fearless is a dancing around your childhood room and kicking half-inflated party balloons around kind of album.

Speak Now is a singing in the sun-shower rain, cotton candy sky, hopscotching around the old playground kind of album.

Red is an aimless-yet-meaningful, forest highway road trip in the crisp autumn morning, hot chocolate by the fire kind of album.

1989 is a getting ready for girls’ night, bubbly champagne giggles, freshly painted toenails and lots of playful hair flips kind of album.

putting taylor swift’s entire discography on shuffle is such a dangerous game because you can either get something like shake it off or last kiss and there’s no in between you constantly have to be ready to either belt out the emotional ballad of your career or dance around the room in your underwear and i just can’t handle the intensity of that emotional transition in the span of a few seconds


“How…What the…How did he…”

None of the Avengers know what to say. You’re not running around. You’re not singing at the top of your voice. You’re not dancing around the room. You’re not screaming for someone to go out with you. 

You’re…sitting quietly? Doing a jigsaw puzzle? And actually concentrating on it!

“Loki, what magic is this?”

“No magic, brother. It’s called ‘being firm’. When I told Y/N that, no, I would not be going dancing or roller-skating or any of the other ridiculous activities they proposed, they asked what we could do instead. Given the choice between sitting in silence - forcible silence, if necessary - or doing a jigsaw I crafted for them of an Asgardian landscape, the choice was obvious. I dare say Y/N is doing a marvellous job, too.”

“Can we get more of those puzzles?”