i fire you from my life

itschims  asked:

🤗👣🏃🎤!!!

🤗 if you could spend the whole day with a member who would it be and what would you do?

i’d definitely want to spend a day with hobi because i need some sunshine in my life ☀️ and i’d want to go to the beach with him because i don’t know… the beach seems like the place to be with hobi^^

👣 have you ever tried to learn any of their dances?

HAHA okay so i tried learning the choreography for fire but let’s say it didn’t work out. when i do this part:

i just look like i’m vigorously washing my face so i stopped lol (which is like 10 seconds into the choreo so that says a lot about my athleticism ;~;)

🏃 in scale from jungkook to namjoon how fast do you run?

i’m probably like a suga lol

🎤 your favourite cover by the members

if this counts, definitely their cover of Perfect Man. i mean

damn

ask me bts meme questions

Keith! When will my Life Begin animatic for the Klance Tangled AU!!

edit:sorry about the fire cracking up. I think it’s the gradient that’s causing the file to become a little corrupt. I’ll try to fix it and update it asap

edit edit: The song is a pitched down version of the original song

“Try to pick each other up” - PINOF 8

i’ll save you from the fire!! - dan 2016

Happy Birthday @qi-tana !! (´∇ノ`*)ノ

This is Firefighter!Otabek from Qit’s fantastic fanfiction Fire Red !! I hope you like it~! (/ღღ///)

Thank you for always being such an inspiration to me and motivating me to do my best every single day, I’m truly grateful for having you in my life (´▽`ʃƪ)♡

I want to write you letters and take pictures of you with a polaroid.
I want to walk with you to your door after a night of holding your hand.
I want to spend our evenings reading books by a fire and candles.
I want to invite you over for a meal out of my grandma’s cookbook.
I want to escape to a place where the simplest things mean the most.
—  & I want to go with you
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Hi there! Do you like the creeping sensation of having made a huge, life-ruining mistake that haunts you nightly, rearranges your furniture, makes your cat whisper all kinds of ominous bullshit at midnight, and turns random condiments in your fridge to blood? Because I do not. Please consider buying one or all of these hideously corrupt and dangerous yet still somehow dishwasher and microwave safe handmade ceramic items, and free me from the ongoing nightmare that is having eight of them lurking on my bedroom shelf, chanting ominously and setting intermittent fires.

GET THEM HERE AT MY ETSY STORE

Signal boosts are appreciated. I really can’t emphasize enough how much I want to sell these. 

I know I’m small and my hands are shaking. I know sometimes you have to stop my body from breaking. I know some days I am hard to love. I am a fire and no fury. I am a wanderess with nothing to show for it. I am scraped knees and battle scars. A lot of times I have to convince myself that life is worth living. A lot of times I have trouble waking up in the morning. All of the time I have a hard time trusting people. All of the time I have trouble opening up. But I love you. But I love you. But I love you.
—  And I hope that’s enough
In my life I have faced abuse of every kind, broken bones that have never healed, nightmares that never leave me alone, infinite pain, heartache at the hands of those who did not deserve my love, been fired from jobs I loved more than anything and worked hard for. But on the flip side of all that, I have you. And the scales are ever tipped in my favour because I have you.
—  Nikita Gill, Even More Poems about Steve

You don’t want to hear the story
of my life, and anyway
I don’t want to tell it, I want to listen

to the enormous waterfalls of the sun.

And anyway it’s the same old story—
a few people trying,
one way or another,
to survive.

Mostly, I want to be kind.
And nobody, of course, is kind
or mean,
for a simple reason.

And nobody gets out of it, having to
swim through the fires to stay in
this world.

Mary Oliver, from “Dogfish,” in Dream Work (Atlantic Monthly Press, 1986)

harry potter books rated by my dislike for snape
  • philosopher's stone: what a dick calls on harry just to humiliate and demoralize him tool bag number one 10/10
  • chamber of secrets: same ol' same ol' but points for making fun of gilderoy lockhart 6/10
  • prizoner of azkaban: wow fuck you snape tried to get remus fired 500/10
  • goblet of fire: i think harry was too busy fearing for his life to care too much about snape 5/10
  • order of the phoenix: bitch called lily mudbloog hell nope also the legilimency and the bullying dude you're an adult get over it 510/10
  • half-blood prince: yikes 400/10
  • deathly hallows: i'll give him a you tried star 8/10
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Imagine Being In Arkham Asylum and Meeting All Four Of These Guys And Knowing You’ll Never Be Released

Originally posted by callherjoanne

“Hi there, I’m Y/n. I know you’re new here and I wanted to say hello. You’ll get used to everything eventually. The screaming gets easy to ignore after a few weeks. Then after that, the riots won’t bother you.”

Jerome: “How long have you been in here dollface?”

You: “Only five years. Only seventy more to go.”

Originally posted by dailymelaniegifs


Oswald: “Thank you for introducing yourself. I am Oswald Cooblepot.”

You: giggling “I know silly. News travels fast, even in prisons like this”

Oswald: “What are you here for, if I may ask.”

You: “Oh….I may or may not have…set a few building on fire and murdered my entire dance team when they decided to cut me from the team without a reason…and I may have assassinated a few other people, but hey, it’s all good. I’m set here for life and I get to make many new friends who can’t leave me.”

Oswald: takes a step back while smiling “It was a pleasure to meet you, but I must get back to my cell.”

Originally posted by melanie--martinez


Edward: “ 30 days hath September, April June and-”

You: “November!”

Edward: smiles “You really do enjoy riddles.”

You: “More more more!!! I haven’t had this much fun since the red head escaped!”

Originally posted by ahentaiprincess


Jervis

You:  My friends don’t walk, they run
Skinny dip in rabbit holes for fun
Popping, popping balloons with guns, getting high off helium
We paint white roses red,

Each shade from a different person’s head
This dream, dream is a killer
Getting drunk with the blue caterpillar

Jervis: smiles

You: “HA! I got you to smile.”

Jervis: “You have a hypnotic voice my dear. Perhaps when I get out of here, I’ll take you with me. You can be my new Alice

You: shakes head “I’m too mad to be Alice, I’m a Mad Hatter. I’’m never getting out of here anyway. At least I’ve got you, all my other friends find ways to leave me and I have to plot their deaths when their gone…You’l never leave me, right?”

Originally posted by wescratchweclaw

the signs and pretty 5sos lyrics
  • Aries: "Leaves fall from the tallest trees. Even mountains crumble into the sea."
  • Taurus: "Runaways; we're the long lost children. Running to the edge of the world."
  • Gemini: "Your eyes, your smile can light up the night. Embers and neon signs paint up our sky."
  • Cancer: "Nothing like the rain when you're in outerspace."
  • Leo: "All my life, I've been waiting for moments to come. When I catch fire and wash over you like the sun."
  • Virgo: "I don't wanna let it burn in the city lights and make the same mistakes."
  • Libra: "Drove into infinity, I held you 'til you fell asleep."
  • Scorpio: "Does it have to be this tragedy. The endless lost parade of castle, other side of make-believe?"
  • Sagittarius: "All your screaming whispers slip right through my fingers. But these memories linger on."
  • Capricorn: "Carry on, outlast the ignorance. Moving on, survive the innocence."
  • Aquarius: "I wanna take my heart to the end of the world; and fly away, fly away tonight."
  • Pisces: "The darkest night never felt so bright with you by my side."
10 Bible Verses for the Lonely Heart

“Be strong and of good courage, do not fear nor be afraid of them; for the Lord your God, He is the One who goes with you. He will not leave you nor forsake you.” - Deuteronomy 31:6

“When my father and my mother forsake me, then the Lord will take care of me.” - Psalm 27:10

“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned, nor shall the flame scorch you.” - Isaiah 43:2

“For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” - Romans 8:38-39

“I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you.” - John 14:18

“O LORD, you have searched me and known me! You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from afar.” - Psalm 139:1-2

“Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.” - Isaiah 41:10

“A father of the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in His holy habitation. God sets the solitary in families; He brings out those who are bound into prosperity; but the rebellious dwell in a dry land.” - Psalm 68:5-6

“Have I not commanded you? Be strong and of good courage; do not be afraid, nor be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.” - Joshua 1:9

“Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.” - Psalm 23:4

It has to be destiny

I hope that you like it, because I was waiting for request like that, like… whole my life.

Originally posted by cumberbatchlives


Doctor Stephen Strange opened his eyes and looked around with furrowed brow, not recognizing his surrounding at first. He sighed seeing that he was sitting in his armchair in the library of Sanctum Sanctorum. The flame in fire place, that he was sitting close to, was slowly dying out. Looking at himself Doctor noticed that he was covered by thick blanket, his cape nowhere to be seen.

Slowly, Stephen got up from armchair and laid the blanket on it before he made his way out of the library and looked around the corridor, trying to figure out, where could his cape went. Smelling the smell coming from the kitchen, man smiled and went in the said direction, his smile only growing when he heard the tunes of  Frank Sinatra’s Witchcraft. Trying to make as little sound as possible, Strange peeked into the room, to see you, dancing slightly with his cape of levitation, humming to the tunes of the song and occasionally turning to the stove to stir, whatever was in the pod, with your wooden spoon.

Leaning against the doorframe, man crossed his arms at his chest and looked at you with soft eyes. The way your hips swings, how you spin with the cape of levitation, the sparks in your (r/c) eyes and smile, oh this gentle, beautiful  smile you barely was showing to anyone in normal days. But it wasn’t normal day. The Christmas was nearing, snow covered the streets completely and it was that time that everyone felt the atmosphere of the holidays that were only one week apart.

Seeing you like that, Strange couldn’t help but think about the day he meet you.


It was in Kamar-Taj. When the Ancient One finally allowed him in, he was greeted by your amused face. You definitely weren’t new there. Yet Strange assumed that you couldn’t be there longer than Mordo. At least that’s what he thought, taking in your appearance. Your hair were in colorful mess, that he barely could notice their natural (h/c) color. Your robes were loose, showing your bandaged chest, where he was able to see a small pentagram-like tattoo. You didn’t look like you were used to what the monks were wearing, more like if they made you wear the clothes you were totally against to. Oh, how you laughed, not even two days later, at the sight of his face, when Mordo told him that you were with the monks from when you were barely a teenager, becoming the one of the best among them in matter of weeks. Strange never got to know your story, of how you got there, but he didn’t care, not after you showed him that past doesn’t matter, that his hands didn’t really mattered in the mystic arts, and that it was your destiny to meet. He didn’t agreed with you at the beginning, but he learned to trust your words with time. You were the one who introduced him to Wong and helped him with his studding, never getting mad at him and having a lot of patience with him. It was you, who showed him, how to get books from library that Wong didn’t want to give him yet, telling him the story of how you did the same, years ago, with former master librarian.

It was right before Kaecilius attacked, that Strange understood that his feelings for you weren’t just regular, boring friendship, but something much stronger, yet how strong he didn’t really know, not then. It came clear to him in Hong Kong, when while rewinding time he saw your lifeless body lying in the rubble of destroyed Sanctuary. When you stood up, Strange couldn’t help himself and hugged you, pulling you to his chest with all his force, and despite the circumstances he laughed at how shocked you were at the fact that you were alive.

“I love you.” Were his first words when he saw you, half year later, entering the New Your sanctuary as the new guardian of it. In that moment smile that was on your face only grew at wat you heard. It turned out as the best day of Doctor’s life in the moment you dropped the bag with your thing and hugged him, answering to his statement with the exact same words… after you called him a dumbass.


It was two years from when he meet you, and full year from his confession, and every day of it was just perfect, yet it was probably the first time he saw you cooking something else than water for tea.

Strange blinked, focusing on reality when he felt the weight of his cape resting on his shoulders and pushing him into the kitchen, where you were now completely focused on preparing the food, still swaying your hips to the sound of the music in the background, your humming quiet, yet the best and most perfect sound for Stephen’s ears.

Standing behind you and placing his shaking hands on your hips, Doctor started moving with you, his lips carefully kissing your uncovered shoulder, then neck and ear, at which he blew slightly.

“Frank Sinatra Witchcraft, 1957, composed by Cy Coleman with lyrics by Carolyn Leigh.” You giggled, turning off the stove and turning around to look him in the eyes.

“My favorite song.” Strange hummed, bowing his head and kissing your lips.

“I thought it was Hey Jude by The Beatles.”

“No.” You bopped his nose. “It’s my favorite Beatles song.”

“Ah.” He kissed you again. “And why are you cooking? I though you are not capable of such an act.” Rolling your eyes you pushed him slightly, and went to the cupboard to get plates.

“And where did you get that idea?”

“Taking the amount of pizza boxes and other take-outs that we are nearly drowning in?” He leaned against the table, watching you as you putted your dish on the both plates.

“Just for your information. I can cook, I just choose not to do it.”

“Then why today?” He took the plates for you and sat at the table, watching with smile as you poured wine in the glasses. He took his time smelling the dish and his mouth watered at the smell.

“Pizza Hut is not delivering today because of snow.” You sat in front of him and gave him his wineglass and giggling at him, eying the food in front of him. “It’s chicken with rice and vegetables with curry and pepper.” Strange took a bite and his eyes widened.

“It’s delicious.” You grinned at his words and started eating yourself.


After the dinner, Stephen washed the dishes and took you back to library where the both of you sat on the sofa, covered yourself with blanket and looked at the flames in the fireplace that Doctor rekindled, sipping wine, your head on his shoulder, the sound of burning wood and your breaths the only sounds in the room.

When Doctor reached to table for his book, you stopped him and climbed on his laps after placing both your wineglasses on the table, and hugged him with gentle smile on your face. When he hugged you back, you felt that you wanted the time to stop at this very moment, just so you can stay like this for whole eternity.

When you lowered your head to his neck and started nibbling at his skin, Strange smiled and started playing lazily with your hair.

“And what are you doing?” You chuckled soundlessly in his heck and looked at him with innocent eyes.

“Dunno. Though it may be the perfect moment for the dessert?” Smiling, Strange placed his hand on your neck and pulled you for lazy, gentle kiss, the one that made you melt inside.

“Have I ever told you, how much I love you?”

“Few times.” You pecked his lips and started playing with his robes. “But you may remind me. You know how forgetful I can be.” Smiling Stephen pushed you on the sofa and hovered above you, capturing your lips once more, yet with much more passion than earlier.

Maybe you were right and it was destiny that he get into an accident that evening? After all, if not it, he wouldn’t have meet you, and world would be much likely destroyed. And now, because of his careless behavior on the road, he was there, with the most perfect woman in the universe, knowing that she was his whole world, and that for her, he would do and fight everything. It has to be destiny, there is no other way that he would love this much someone who wasn’t destined for him. Even though he doesn’t know her story, he doesn’t care. It was past, and it’s now that mattered…

And now, he had a very important matter in his hands… and below him…

Yes, it has to be destiny.

is this the first time isak has called even his boyfriend? or did he use that when he responded to the flurry of texts from the gc after his insta post, just fire off a quick “yah we’re boyfriends, i’m happy, he’s still here, leave me alone until monday”? did he and even talk about it? which of them asked the “so does this mean we’re boyfriends now” question? which of them caught his breath and said, “do you want to be?” which of them smiled and laughed, a lot exhilarated, a little shy, and said, “yeah. i’d like that”? how many times since have they called each other “boyfriend” or “man in my life” just casually, playfully, just bc they can?

youtube

Here’s an excerpt from Yuma’s MPro.

I added subs. Make sure you click closed captioning and English.

I waS PLAYING YUMA’S ROUTE BUT AFTER ThIS SCENE I HAD TO PAUSE AND REFLECT ON what just HAPPENED.

(」゜ロ゜)」 JUST…..HUh!? (」゜ロ゜)」 WHAT!? uh, WAHT!? (」゜ロ゜)」

Watch at your own risk. It does contain a major spoiler. My tags are spoiler free.