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epilogue

Rich || Jaebum

Originally posted by mixedangel

Reader (you) x Jaebum

Word Count: 1980

Warning: suggestive but so much FLUFF OMG

note: this is it. the last chapter of rich. i’m may be crying inside because i will miss writing this lovely series. i’d like to thank everyone for giving this series so much love, i cannot explain how grateful i am! i love you all very much and i hope you will anticipate for mayday next! happy reading and take care :) -admin


one year later

I ran down the long hallways of the Paris airport, dragging my small suitcase along with me. The flight to Paris was delayed due to weather conditions hence why I was late for my very own fashion show. Security guards running alongside with me, pointing me to the direction of the exit. With Rose running behind me, I could feel the pressure weigh on my shoulders as we found the exit into the wide open area of the Paris airport. Cameras everywhere, flashing at my face while I tried to pinpoint a way to get out of this place. As fast as I could, I walked alongside security guards as they led me into my car and closed the door, shutting out the paparazzi.

“Drive to the hotel and straight to the venue, please.” Rose demanded the driver once we both settled inside the car.

“No, just the venue.” I stated, waving off Rose’s request.

“We need to get you changed and ready for the show. We don’t have time to stop by the venue.” Rose argued.

“Tell them to meet me at the venue and I’ll get ready with the models. I just need to if everything is planned out perfectly.” I argued back. I heard Rose sigh beside me, knowing that she can’t win against my decision. After all, I am the boss here.

Rose pulled out her phone and started to make last minute phone calls, telling my stylists to meet me at the venue. I pulled out my phone and pressed the home button to face myself with my lock screen background. It was a picture of Jaebum and I with his hand around my waist and his wide smile, dressed up fancy from when his parents threw a party for winning in court against Mr. Park.

With that my mind wandered to Jinyoung. After moving back to Korea, we finally settle my problem with my father’s debt in court. I provided the lawyers with enough evidence to defend my position with Jaebum helping me by my side. In court, I met up again with the Park family and thing time, Jinyoung was there alone and no one else. As usually, he looked strikingly handsome in a suit with his hair swept to the side. I forgave him a long time ago, realizing his actions were to protect me from getting hurt. When Jaebum told me that he got married with the same girl that ruined our relationship, the news kind of tugged my heart. I couldn’t help but think that could’ve been us if we weren’t in this situation. But then I told myself I had a great boyfriend who treated me like a princess.

I let out a breathy sigh as I felt my phone buzz in my hand, interrupting my thoughts. Looking down, I saw three new messages pop up from Jaebum himself.

Jaebum: Good luck today, baby girl. You’ll do great like always. I love you and don’t stress too much.

I smiled to myself, suddenly feeling fuzzy inside. When I started dating Jaebum a year ago, I realized that he never had a proper girlfriend that treated him right in awhile. So going on dates or doing coupley things was something Jaebum wasn’t used to. He told me specifically, on our first date, that he wasn’t use to holding hands with a girl in public because most of his girls were there for enjoyment, not for relationship. Of course, he told me he was willing to change his habits just to have a stable relationship instead of a steamy relationship. But I wasn’t complaining about the steamy part.

“We’re here at the venue ma’am.” The driver spoke up, interrupting my thoughts. 

“(Y/N), we don’t have time to check out the venue. The show starts in three hours!” Rose started to panic.

I waved her off and smiled at her, “Relax, Rose. We’re here and that’s all that matters.”

“I swear, you boyfriend is having an influence on you. A year ago you would be panicking in this situation. Now, you’re all laid back.” Rose scoffed, hopping off the car as I following closely after her.

“Don’t blame this on him.” I laughed at my best friend’s comment. “Jaebum has no influence on me whatsoever.”

“Sure.” Rose rolled her eyes as we entered the venue. “You’ve become more dominant, if you know what I mean.”

I smacked my best friend on the back and gasped, “You’re unbelievable.”

“Ah, Jaebum. Oh my god, right there. Ye-” Rose teased quite loudly, making the people hanging in the long hallways turn their heads to look at us.

“Shut up otherwise I’m firing you.” I snapped at Rose, feeling my cheeks rise up in color.

“Next time, if we’re staying in the same hotel, I’ll have to request a room far away from you two.” Rose stated. I gave Rose a mean look before entering onto the runway. I stood there, looking at the sight in front of me and smiled to myself. After coming this far in life, I could say I was pretty proud at myself. I worked hard, didn’t take any money from any man, and ended up with a nice life. Not mention a hot boyfriend.

Rose and I stayed on the runway, fixing a few problems and making slight adjustments for about an hour. It was until then I heard screams coming from outside the venue, indicating that my models have arrived. I looked at Rose as she flashed a terrified look on her face. Grabbing my arm, she rushed me out of the stage area and into a private change room where my stylists were ready to do my makeup. Rose forcefully pushed me down onto the chair as the girls did their work as quickly as they can on my hair and face.

“About an hour and thirty minutes until show time!” Someone yelled into the change room. I sat up from my chair and took a good look at my beautiful curly hair and simple makeup on my face. Thanking the stylists, I ran to get fitted into a dress Jaebum bought for me a while ago but I never got the chance to wear it. A black ruffled mock-neck cold-shoulder dress fitted with a gold belt and heels was very expensive to get since it was a limited edition. But knowing Jaebum, he got whatever he wanted right under his fingertips.

“Hey, I’m just going to meet with the models and organize a few things.” Rose said, popping her head into the fitting room. “You look great by the way, (Y/N). Jaebum would’ve been happy to see you in that dress.”

“Thanks, Rose. You look good too.” I smiled at her through the mirror. Rose returned a sweet smile before running off to handle the show. Looking down at the ground, I noticed a silver necklace that must’ve fell from my neck while I was quickly changing into my dress. Bending down, I grabbed the necklace and stood up just to suddenly fell arms wrapping around my waist, startling me slightly.

“What the f-” I cursed out loud, my heart racing from the sudden actions until I looked at the person who stood behind me in the mirror.

“Surprise.” Jaebum chuckled, his face resting on top my exposed shoulders. The famous signature smirk plastered on his face as I took a good look at him in the mirror. A classic suit and tie look with his hair swept back made my heart melt. I could never get tired at looking at this handsome man. The sight I fell in love with years ago.

“H-how?” I stuttered, slightly shocked by his appearance. “You texted me three hours ago and there’s no way you could’ve gotten here. The flight I took was the only flight to Paris.”

“I sat at the very back of the plane, same flight as you. It was a rough flight here since children and babies were crying their head off, interrupting my sleep. But I couldn’t sit in first class because you were there.” Jaebum smiled, kissing my exposed shoulder before he took the necklace out of my hands and helped put it around my neck. My heart started to warm up as I gave Jaebum finished putting on the necklace and sent a charming smile through the mirror.

“My poor baby,” I cooed as I turned around, grabbing Jaebum by the face, “The things you do for me.”

“The things you make me do, baby girl.” Jaebum smirked, pulling me closer to him so that our lips were inches away from each other. “Can’t believe I do all these things for you.”

And with that, Jaebum pushed me against the wall of the fitting room and connected his lips with mine. My arms wrapped around his neck as his lips perfectly molded against mine, leaving me breathless. Jaebum broke the hot kiss as his hands pulled down the fabric on my neck. He moved his lips to the sweet spot on my neck and sucked on it slightly, earning a soft moan coming out of my lips. Jaebum brought his lips up again to my mouth with full desire, his hands wandering up and down my waist.

Pulling away, Jaebum gave me another peck on the lips and smiled, “You’re not going to walk the red carpet?”

“No,” I sighed as I fixed my hair in the mirror, “How can I when I’m already inside the venue?”

“You sneak out the back, get a driver to drive you to the front, and then walk.” Jaebum stated, leaning his body against the wall.

“I don’t have a driver.” I pouted at him through the mirror.

Jaebum chuckled under his breath as he got off the wall and stood beside me, “Already taken care of.”

“You planned this out, didn’t you?” I laughed at him as I turned my head to give him a kiss on the cheek.

“Yes, and I planned something special for tonight too.” Jaebum smirked before grabbing my hand and leading me outside the fitting room.

“Oh an what’s that?” I raised an eyebrow at him, knowing full well what he had in mind tonight.

“That’s a surprise for later.” Jaebum winked at me.

I laughed out loud, leaning onto his arm as we walked down the hallways and out the exit in the back. A black car parked on the side, waited for us both as I felt a cold air rush through my body. Jaebum, being a gentleman, opened the door and made way for me to enter the car. It was a short ride to the red carpet as we both prepared ourselves for the cameras.

Jaebum stuck out his arm once we exited the car and I took it as we walked down the red carpet, smiling brightly at the cameras. Stopping in front on the backdrop, Jaebum’s arms snaked around my waist, pulling me to his side as we smiled for the camera. I was too focused on the bright lights to notice that Jaebum’s hand made its way down to my ass, giving it a good squeeze.

“Jaebum, no.” I hissed under my breath, still keeping my sweet smile on my face.

“Can’t help it if your ass looks good from behind.” Jaebum said under his breath, remaining calm in front of the camera.  

“Fuck you, Jaebum.” I hissed, turning my body towards him and looking up at his handsome face.

Jaebum looked down at me and flashed me his famous smirk, his eyes shining in the bright light. His fingers brushed a few stands of my hair to the side, since it covered my face and leaned down to kiss my forehead.

“Fuck me anytime, babe.” Jaebum smirked, pulling away from my forehead. “My rich ass can take you anytime.”

Ouran Au!

So my favorite anime in the entire history of anime is without a doubt Ouran High School Host Club. I’ve watched it about twenty times dub and sub and I’ve read the entire manga twice. I’m obsessed with it. So I was rewatching it again a few days ago when I realized that I could totally do an Ouran Au. And it’s hilarious because you can  imagine literally anyone as Haruhi but if you have-

Oikawa as Tamaki- the king who’s super pretty and charming and gets allll the girls

Suga as Kyouya- pretty boy who’s not so secretly evil and is totally in control of everything

Aone as Mori- who doesn’t say much but is secretly a big ol softie and loves everyone

Hinata as Hani- who is so fucking cute like what the fuck- and is always next to Aone who just carries him

Kuroo and Bokuto and Hikaru and Kaoru- swole mates who just troll the shit out of Oikawa and act hella gay for their guets

And like, no matter who you have as Haruhi it’s hilarious. Imagine Akaashi just totally done with all their shit. Yachi who is so flustered and confused at all times. Iwaizumi who kinda wants to punch Oikawa in the face kinda wants to kiss kiss fall in love. Kenma who is dragged in constantly by Kuroo and Bokuto and just wants to hide and die. You can literally put anyone as Haruhi and it will be glorious. The shipping possibilities are endless.

**EDIT** @ryroisnotonfire said Kenma is Nekozawa and I want it!!!! Imagine him being creepy in the shadows and Kuroo just like bribing him out with video games. Also thanks @sparklillian for those add ons they were beautiful!! 

**EDIT** Shimizu as Benibana from Lobelia. Imagine Yachi’s face when this hot lesbian just literally sweeps her off her feet.

Dan x Reader - Watching You Sleep

A/N: This is just a super short drabble that I wanted to share. Little nearly mid-week treat, hope you like it!

Drabble: He admires you as you’re sleeping and thinks to himself.

Dan’s POV

I had just got into bed with y/n asleep next to me. It was 1:48 AM, as usual I stay up at stupid times editing or just browsing the Internet and didn’t want to wake y/n. I saw her sleeping and couldn’t help not to notice her. She looks so peaceful and beautiful in under the black duvet. Her long glossy hair was covering part of her face and the rest was near my pillow. I carefully tried not to lay on her hair and moved it to her side. y/n looked like an angel while in her slumber. I know she thinks she looks bad in the morning or at night, but I’ve never really seen it. She’s obviously as beautiful in the day, but her natural state gets me every time. Her eyes are rested and shut, but I wonder if they are actually shut down. y/n was tired and needed rest, but I hoped it was refreshing instead of forced. Her eyes were troubled as was she, but you could never tell from the surface. It didn’t matter though because the darkness y/n felt would always have a light seeming through. That light may have taken time and if it was dim I’d always be there for her, like she was for me. Whenever she would need a shoulder to cry on or someone to go through and bare the pain with her, I’d be there for her. For Pete’s Sake how could I not? y/n was truly amazing. From her humor that caused her to have the cutest smile, to the wit and sarcasm she’d obtained, to the sweetness of her laugh. I couldn’t not love y/n, even if I tried. She was freaking perfect and I still fall in love with every breath she takes. How the hell did I get so lucky?

Harmful Words

I thought this was supposed to family friendly.

Does she even realize how she looks?

Thinks she’s so hot. As if. You look like a slut.

Put some clothes on.

Desperate.

Pathetic.

The comments seemed to go on and on, and each one felt like a slice against Y/N’s skin. She closed the laptop with a snap, pushing it away from her as she drew her knees to her chest. The tears had begun to pool in her eyes, the words she had read swirling in her mind.

Filming that video with Joe had been stupid, she knew she shouldn’t have done it. She told him that she didn’t want too. But he had practically begged her, and it was fun filming with him. Now though, with the comments, she wished she could go back and tell herself to not do it.


“Y/N?” Joe’s voice carried through the flat towards her, and he appeared a moment later, his mouth pulled down in a frown.

“Hi.” She offered him weakly.

“I’m so sorry, love. They’re all just idiots.” He moved across the floor quickly, sitting down on the couch beside her, pulling her against him.

“What if they’re right though?” Y/N couldn’t help but mumble as she buried her face into his shoulder, the tears finally falling.

“They aren’t.”

“Have you watched the video?”

“Yes. I was there filming it with you, I edited it, and I rewatched it after. You looked beautiful. There was nothing wrong with what you wore.” Joe reassured her, placing a gentle kiss on her temple. “They just want to tear you down.”

“People don’t just make shit up from nowhere though. Clearly I had to look like that, or else they wouldn’t jump to that conclusion.”

Sighing, Joe rested his chin on her shoulder, his hand moving up and down her back. She could feel how tense he was, but also how he was trying to hide it. Something was bothering him. And she couldn’t help the small part of her mind that thought it was because of her.

Pulling back from his embrace, Y/N looked at him. “I’m sorry. This is my fault.”

“What?! No!” Joe shook his head, his eyes flashing with anger. “You did nothing wrong, love. Understand?”

“I just—”

“Y/N.” He cut her off, his hand moving to her cheek, his thumb brushing away a tear, “You did absolutely nothing wrong. Please, understand that. I hate that they made you feel this way. If anything, it’s my fault, because I forced you into this video.”

“You didn’t force me into anything.” She told him, turning to kiss his palm. “I did have fun.”

“Good.” Joe smiled, leaning forward to press a simple kiss on her lips. “Just remember how much fun you had, ignore the stupid comments. Okay?”

“Okay.” She nodded, finally smiling at him.


Later, when Y/N pulled up Twitter, she smiled again as she saw what Joe had tweeted.

@Joe_Sugg: Next time you feel like trying to cut someone down, maybe find a real reason to criticize them.

@Joe_Sugg: @Y/T/N looked beautiful in that video. I saw nothing wrong with what she was wearing whatsoever.

@Joe_Sugg: And anyways, she can wear whatever the hell she wants. Without receiving judgement from anyone. Stop judging people because you’re jealous.

@Joe_Sugg: I expected better from you guys. So next time she’s in a video, and I’m hoping she will be in another, keep your harmful words to yourself

@Joe_Sugg: Because I will always choose @Y/T/N over making videos. Just remember that.

longenoughtimeline  asked:

Could you give me like a guide to Bob Dylan? I've heard Highway 61 Revisited and loved it but I dunno where to start from there, his discography is massive.

yes, yes I can. and this is a wonderful day for you to start, seeing as how Dylan has just won the Nobel Prize in literature “for having created new poetic expressions within the great american song tradition.” the committee who awarded it to him placed him explicitly in step with the greatest poets of the english language, from milton and blake, to eliot and auden, to whitman and yes, shakespeare. I agree with them. I have always agreed with them. 

so let me give you the walk through; I’ve covered 14 of his 36 albums here. I call them

the essentials

  • the freewheeling bob dylan (1963) - technically this is his second album, but it’s where Dylan as we conceive of him in this particular era was born: the social conscience, the voice of a generation, the passionate and strangely poetic young lover. he’s righteous, full of youth and conviction, and already carving an indelible place for himself within the folk scene. you could consider this a companion to 1964′s the times they are a’changin’; both are acoustic, both challenge the status quo and the political complacency of the Greatest Generation. when you pull this up in spotify, just take a moment to look at the tracks; at least five would become immediately synonymous with that period in history, the lyrics as iconic as the black and white newsreels you watch in your first semester of high school social studies. he was twenty-two years old. 
    • key tracks: “blowin’ in the wind”, “a hard rain’s a-gonna fall”, “masters of war”, “don’t think twice, it’s all right”, “girl from the north country”
  • bringing it all back home (1965) - the longer you listen to Dylan, the more you will realize one thing: he hates to be told what he is. he hates even more to be told what you think he is. the early sixties saw him placed at the forefront of the anti-war movement, and he bridled at it. from the first ragged chords, bringing it all back home is a snarl of an album, a defiant fuck you of “going electric”, as his angry folk detractors called it, with the lyrics swerving personal in places, surreal in others. “subterranean homesick blues” was an early forerunner to both the music video and spoken-word music (whether it’s a true precursor to rap, as it’s sometimes said to be, is debatable), and “mr. tambourine man” displays the free-association imagery that would have people drawing comparisons to the french poet Rimbaud. 
    • key tracks: “mr. tambourine man”, “subterranean homesick blues”, “maggie’s farm”, “it’s all right ma, I’m only bleeding”, “bob dylan’s 115th dream”
  • highway 61 revisted (1965) - an album that’s often argued to have ushered in the american cultural conception of “the sixties”. purely electric, with rock musicians on every track, Dylan dives into his blues background and knots the deep, warbling chords to a constantly-deepening sense of his own strange poetry. the country was transforming, tearing at itself to grow, and Dylan’s lyrics reflect the chaos, eschatological strangeness, and wry, black humor of the world he saw around him. “desolation row” is a little like Ginsburg’s “howl”, just–smirking, with its feet up. journalists really wanted to know the man behind the music at this stage in his career, and Dylan was just dreadful about it. he sat for press conferences and gave cryptic answers, got into shit with reporters, wrote diss tracks (”ballad of a thin man”), and talked about his future career in women’s underwear. when prompted, he describes his work as “vision music”. the Dylan you know, the Dylan with the wild mop of hair, and the coathanger shoulders, wearing sunglasses so you can’t see how fucking high he is? this is that Dylan. 
    • key tracks: “like a rolling stone”, “desolation row”, “ballad of a thin man”, “highway 61 revisited”, “tombstone blues”
  • blonde on blonde (1966) - yeah, take a look at the time stamps of the last three albums. just think about that for a second. blonde on blonde has repeatedly been described as one of the greatest albums of all time, and for Dylan it was one of three, an absolute string of homers in which he defined himself as a poet, a musician, and a quintessentially american figure in what was then an unknowable future. the songs here are truly, achingly romantic, tempered with glittering, sometimes bizarre detail and turns of phrase. there are songs in here that I listened to for years, trying to imagine what it would be like to feel about someone, anyone, the way Dylan feels for the girl in “I want you”. his poetry lands with striking beauty on this album, and tastes as good on your lips as it sounds in your ears and in your chest: “the ghost of electricity / howls in the bones of her face”. 
    • key tracks: “I Want You”, “Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands”, “Visions of Johanna”, “Stuck Inside of Mobile With the Memphis Blues Again”, “Just Like a Woman”
  • john wesley harding (1967) - the Bible begins seeping unmistakably into his work here, not in a spiritual sense, but as a language, an ancient morality. he would refer to a King James edition often while writing, and the album contains over sixty biblical allusions in total, often hidden or twisted in on themselves. the worlds he painted in his lyrics became more self-contained, and could sustain odd, archetypal characters: the thief, the outlaw, the joker, the dangerous, unearthly damsel. a few songs could even be described as parables, but with dark, shrugging morals. in “I dreamed I saw st. augustine” a vision becomes a fable about mob mentality, and the smothering of what a crowd adores or can’t approach on their own terms. 
    • key tracks: “john wesley harding”, “all along the watchtower”, “as I went out one morning”, “the ballad of frankie lee and judas priest”, “the wicked messenger”
  • self portrait (1970) - so you know how I said Dylan didn’t like to be pigeonholed? he also didn’t like having a lot of people looking up to him, hanging on his every word. he didn’t like walking out of his house to fans, or acolytes. he wanted them to forget about him and let him work. so he recorded self portrait. it’s not particularly good. in places it’s actually directly, intentionally dull and vapid, with the sound of a shitty bootleg. he painted the cover himself, in five minutes. later in life he recalled: “I wasn’t going to be anyone’s puppet and I thought this album would put an end to that.” it’s—not a great listen, particularly, but it really grants perspective. sometimes the best way to see the lightning in a bottle is to see its absence. 
    • key tracks: the recovered version of “like a rolling stone”, “living the blues”
  • blood on the tracks (1975) - I…have a difficult time being objective about blood on the tracks. I have sort of a difficult time even talking about blood on the tracks. this is–my album, every single song tears at my heart, it feels like a well-worn paperback of poetry, with faded, dog-eared covers, black in the margins with my notes over the years. I adore it. it’s widely seen as Dylan’s return to form after a stubborn few years, and may track his separation from his first wife, but god, who cares. it’s a bruising, clear-eyed, angry, lonesome series of songs, all turning on matters of the heart. women destined in our narrator’s life, women disappearing and returning, bank robberies and hangings as a metaphor for vanishing last chances, sneering refutations of every argument, and finally, a tender, melancholy ode to what it feels like to be safe in someone’s arms. 
    • key tracks: all of them. I’m not joking. please listen to this album from start to finish. it’s a gift. 
  • desire (1976) - with blood on the tracks and desire, it became very clear that Dylan was not an artist tethered to the 60s. he shaped that decade and then left it; he didn’t need that cultural atmosphere to create, instead continued to walk lightly along whatever streets wound through his mind. that being said, Dylan’s keen eye for injustice never left him, particularly racial injustice; on desire he digs sharply into the story of middleweight boxer Rubin Carter, a black man falsely accused of murder and jailed for the same. Carter sent Dylan his biography, and the song “hurricane” was born. it remains depressingly relevant. 
    • key tracks: “hurricane”, “joey”, “romance in durango”, “isis”
  • slow train coming (1979) // saved (1980) // shot of love (1981) - in 1978, Dylan had a vision of Jesus Christ in a hotel room in Tuscon. he was coming off some brutal reviews of his last album/documentary hybrid, and was unsteady on his feet at a San Diego concert. someone in the crowd threw a silver cross onto the stage. Dylan pocketed it, and then, late at night in the next town, “the glory of the Lord knocked me down and picked me up.” his next three albums were meditations, psalms and anthems to his Christian rebirth, and together constitute some truly beautiful, vibrant, american religious songwriting. I have the album art from slow train coming on the wall in my bedroom.
    •   key tracks: “every grain of sand”, “property of jesus”, “gotta serve somebody”, “slow train”, “shot of love”
  • infidels (1983) - Dylan’s best poetry uses allusion and wordplay to wreathe the listener in ambiguity. not always emotional ambiguity, but true spiritual suggestion; words that you should know, concepts you half remember, images that tease at old and hidden strings in your cultural/human memory. who are these characters, why are they familiar, why does this turn of phrase reverberate? what does it mean to say these words to a woman, to feel so clearly what’s being felt in Dylan’s voice? infidels (and particularly the track “jokerman”, a masterpiece) is an album for those sorts of questions. considered a return to form after his religious releases, a twisty, multi-layered, sometimes sad, sometimes witheringly sarcastic piece that follows everything from a political antichrist to a tender reunion of two lovers. Dylan wouldn’t speak much on religion from this album forward, saying that he found his peace and spirituality in his music and writing, no more, no less. however, that didn’t stop him from sharpening his writing to a point on “neighborhood bully”, a spirited defense of the nation of Israel. 
    • key tracks: “jokerman”, “don’t fall apart on me tonight”, “man of peace”, “I and I”, “neighborhood bully”
  • oh mercy (1989) - a small, aging, apocalyptic album, particularly in the latter half. there’s something elegiac here, songs about lost people the narrator used to be, or worlds crumbling away into flood.  oh mercy isn’t one of Dylan’s most vaunted works, but contains lovely poetry and sweet, rich production, strung through with foreboding and a slow, inevitable crash. 
    • key tracks: “man in the long black coat”, “most of the time”, “what good am I” “disease of conceit” “shooting star” 
  • time out of mind (1997) - the 90s were a struggle for Dylan; he wasn’t producing much original work, and often wondered if there was a point when “a person has written enough songs. let someone else write them.” luckily, he never reached that point. time out of mind was released in september of 1997, and may be his strongest showing since infidels. it’s moody, reflective; Dylan lets his poetry slow and turn in the mind of the listener like a true romantic. in fact, his “not dark yet” has been cited as a modern reflection of Keats’s ode to a nightingale: a writer beautifully bearing the burden of mortality and making his way towards what’s waiting. 
    • key tracks: “not dark yet”, “love sick”, “trying to get to heaven”, “cold irons bound”
  • love and theft (2001) - runaways, con men, preachers, blues singers, gamblers, devils and outlaws have always occupied American folksongs, and Dylan has always been a folk writer, if not a singer. he makes the most of these characters here, against the backdrop of a declining south, draped with shadow and laughing madness. it’s one of the most indelibly American albums ever recorded, and was hailed as a work of genius, Dylan’s “immortality album.” 
    •   key tracks: “tweedle dee & tweedle dum”, “floater”, “high water (for charlie patton)”, “honest with me”, “sugar baby”
  • tempest (2012) - a deliberate, sharp-toothed, unearthly outing, tempest is weird, and wants to be. in his old age Dylan has exhaled into the inherent strangeness of Americana, and put his own stamp on old old traditions. he’s become the archetype that other people invoke. this album was widely praised, particularly for its mysterious nature, and Dylan’s continuing delight in allusion. it’s continuing evidence that age doesn’t diminish a poet, just gives him deeper, darker wells to peer down. 
    • key tracks: “narrow way”, “scarlet town”, “early roman kings”, “pay in blood”, “tempest”

whew

I would say I envy your first listen to these albums, but…I’m not sure I do. I mean, they’re stunning, but one of the great beauties of Dylan’s work is its depth and richness: it never stops unfurling. so–welcome, I guess. love it or hate it, it’s unlikely you’ll ever shake his work completely. 

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“SNAPSHOT”
A winter CS one-shot + graphic set for the lovely and amazing seastarved as a Christmas present <3

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Emma rested her head on Killian’s shoulder as they watched their little girl trudge with faltering baby steps through the snow.

“Most precious princess in all the lands,” Killian murmured lightly at her side. Emma smiled, a genuine content smile, and Killian moved his lips to kiss the top of her head.
“Second only to her mother,” he finished, pressing a cheek to her hair. Emma chuckled under her breath.
“Trust a pirate to make a girl feel like a queen, hmm?”
Killian hummed deep in his throat.
“I know all sorts of ways, love,” he replied, a seductive whisper at her ear. Emma shivered in her wool coat, nothing to do with the cold, but pursed her lips and swiveled to look her pirate in the eye.
“Is that so, Jones?” she teased, tilting her chin up to look at him with a challenge and the dust of a smile in her eyes. Killian cocked an eyebrow at her, smiling himself.
“Aye, love,” he whispered. “I’d be happy to show you when we get home.”
Emma bit her lip, her eyes flitting from Killian’s lips to his eyes and back.
“Careful, Jones,” she whispered, glancing briefly at their daughter before meeting her husband’s alluring gaze again. “You’re bringing me dangerously close to wanting to make another one.”
Killian smiled.
“With pleasure, Swan,” he said, a grin coming to his face. “This time a boy, perhaps?”
Emma’s lips broke into a full smile, and with a laugh she grabbed her pirate’s lapels and pulled him into a kiss.

~ * ~

“I love you, my ridiculous pirate, you,” Emma murmured when they broke a moment later, nestling into his warmth.
“And I you, my beautiful princess,” Killian murmured back, tucking her close as the soft snow swirled around them.

hey tipsy. so i’ve been trying to follow your guide on how to draw lord english from a few days ago and i’m having trouble. see, what i got was something i copied off of google images a very good drawing of lord english, but in the tutorial i was supposed to get something akin to roxy. can you help me figure out what i did wrong?

hmmm. ok, i can see where you went wrong in drawing roxy.

first of all, lets get rid of this absolutely atrocious object. what the fuck is that. why does it exist. lemme just

see, now lord english roxy is merely grabbing her bleeding leg, as is reasonable for someone improvising a casino pole for their untreated amputation. man that part of act 6 was something

but it still doesnt look roxyish enough, so what we need to do is

there we go. as you can see i added an alcoholic beverage, to emphasize the giggly flirtatious part of roxy. this is the only significance to the beverage, there are no dark arcs about addiction in this comic, so feel free to show roxy drinking these substances for comedic effect as insensitively as you like.

theres something still off about this image. her outfit isnt quite right! what it needs is to make it

as pink as possible. make sure that you get a few different kinds of pink. we need to put princess bubblegum to shame!!!  but ofc remember to leave the skin colour green (representing neutral race) as we dont want a repeat of the caucasian scandal amirite

anyway this roxy is really starting to come together. now for the finishing touches….


there we go! look at her beautiful face. this is her instantly recognizable brand and will win your art reblogs immediately.

oh shit! how could i forget her cat

take it to the bank boys, this ones just like roxy

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Edited from really poor photos I shot with my really poor phone camera ;_ ;

This show! THIIIISSS SHOOOOWWWW.

Guilty but not sorry

Just dashed off a quick ficlet. Wrote this on my phone, no edits, so please let me know if there are any glaring typos. I’m too lazy right now to fix the inconsistent tenses, so just go with it I guess.

Enjoy bbs. It’s Riley angst.

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Riley isn’t sure when it began. She knows when she noticed. She remembers the first time her heart really clenched like it might cave it on itself. The look of terror on Lucas’s face when Zay said that he’d called Maya “the blonde beauty.” She didn’t know what that look meant. She only knew it hurt.

“I want Maya to be happy,” he’d declared in front of the whole class earlier that day. Then he just…stared. At Maya. Riley suddenly couldn’t remember if he’d ever looked at her that long without looking away. But Lucas wanted all of them to be happy, didn’t he? Riley decided to chalk it up to his general good nature. But then, later at Topanga’s…

“He was talking about you.”

Riley starts to wonder if she’s seeing things. She wonders if the yearbook superlatives are making her see things that aren’t there or if she’s just finally seeing what everyone else has known all along.

At the school board meeting, she looks up at Lucas, who is…looking at Maya. But maybe it’s nothing. They were here to help save Maya’s art classes, after all.

There were other moments. Riley didn’t really know what she was looking at most of the time, she just knew that when Lucas looked at Maya…the way he kept looking at Maya lately…it made her stomach churn.

It wasn’t until Lucas stopped Maya from attacking Farkle that Riley really started to wonder. When Maya turned around to fix Farkle with that menacing smile of hers, something strange flashed across Lucas’s face. And when Maya stood up, he moved so fast to grab her…as if he’d been waiting for it. Eager for it. And he didn’t just stop her. No. He sat her back down, his hand lingering on her shoulder for what felt like forever to Riley.

And the LOOK he gave Maya when she turned around…well, Riley wasn’t quite sure what that was either. It wasn’t a look he’d ever given her that she could recall. So…smug? Was he smug? Why was he smug? Why wasn’t Maya saying anything?

Riley eggs Maya on silently. “Call him a Huckleberry. MAKE FUN OF HIM. Say something!” But Maya doesn’t speak. She stares at Lucas for way too long, scrunching up her face a little. Riley wonders if Maya knows something she doesn’t.

And then…when he busts through the bay window blockade in a rage…Maya doesn’t back her up. “We don’t like you when you’re like this. Tell him, Maya.” But she doesn’t tell him. Instead, she tells him to pick up the bed, and for a moment it looks like he might try.

Riley wasn’t sure what that was either.

Maya was perfectly capable of closing her own eyes. But his hand was clamped over Maya’s face and then his head was tucked behind hers, almost buried in her blonde hair—and Riley could barely focus on the routine she was already botching to begin with.

“—man!” he calls her when he rings the bell.

And then they’re all in Texas.

“I’m sorry Maya…you look…good.”

Then he says they both look good. And Riley believes he is telling the truth, but…

Then Cletus says “ha-hurr” and Maya’s hands are on Lucas’s head and his…arm…and he’s letting her pose him like an action figure. He’s just…letting her. She hears her uncle’s voice in her head.

“Well, why do you let her?”

Maya is yelling at Lucas and Riley can’t quite work out why. Of course Lucas will be fine, Lucas can do anything. Why doesn’t Maya see that?

And when he asks her to stay…well, for the second time in her life she picks Lucas over Maya.

And then he’s flying through the air like a rag doll. For a moment, time stops. Riley shouts and runs and when he rolls over and speaks at last she feels relief like she’s never known it.

But then she looks over at Maya…

And she realizes that for the first time in their lives, her very best friend in the world has been keeping a secret from her.

And she’s been keeping it a long time, although Riley couldn’t say for sure how long.

So she pushed them. Like Maya pushed her. She didn’t know what she thought would happen. Part of her, a part of her she didn’t want to look at too closely, hoped that Lucas would shut Maya down quickly and then things would go back to normal.

But in the back of her mind, she knows.

She’s known for a while, but she still can’t pinpoint the exact moment the truth wormed its way somewhere into the deep recesses of her brain where she wouldn’t have to look at it.

“I don’t want to know.”

“My broth-er!“

He catches her fist before it can connect with his shoulder. He…pats the back of her hand and drops it. She’s burning a little where he touched her and he’s thanking her again. A glimmer of hope wells up in her chest.

“I will always be here.”

“Thank you, Riley.”

She expects his gaze to linger, but it doesn’t. And then he’s making a new face, like he’s terrified and overwhelmed and tentatively joyous all at the same time.

“Hi,” he says clutching the strap on his book bag, his intake of breath making his chest puff up. She’s done that hi/hey dance with him more times than she can count but this time…it’s different. It’s different and he’s not looking at her.

Maya says hey right back. Riley wonders how she can be so cool.

“Hey.” Her heart leaps into her throat and she can’t help that her lips curve into a smile at the sound of it. She answers him, but she says it in her grown-up voice. She’s proud of herself and for a moment she thinks he’ll say hey again, say hey forever. But he’s already looking behind her again with that look in his eyes that she still…just doesn’t quite recognize. Not for the first time, Riley wonders if she knows Lucas Friar at all as he spares her a quick glance before walking away.

“Wow.”

Everything’s spinning and she barely keeps up as Maya and Zay and Charlie talk around her. She wants to tell Charlie what she and Lucas are to each other, but he cuts her off—

“Are you free?”

Riley’s stomach flips again and her palms start to sweat. She hopes she’s not shaking but she can’t tell.

No, no she’s not free at all.

Her father is ranting. Maya and Lucas look so…strange right now. Maya is grasping the edge of her desk and Riley suddenly realizes that it’s very odd for Maya not to have her arm draped across the edge of Lucas’s desk, invading his space in a way that could easily be passed off as casual and—

And then Farkle taps her on the shoulder and she opens the note. Charlie. Again.

“Riley. Did something get through?”

“Riley. Something happened between me and Lucas.”

Time freezes for a second before she hears his voice. He sounds guilty but not sorry.

“Oh boy.”

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I’m a monster.

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↳ The Selection CharactersMay Singer

““Because I look just like you, and I’m pretty!” Her smile was so wide, I couldn’t contain my laughter. And it was a good point. Because May really was beautiful. It was more than her face, though, more than her winning smile and bright eyes. May radiated an energy, an enthusiasm that made you want to be wherever she was. May was magnetic, and I, honestly, wasn’t..”

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For me she was that one special horse you meet that’ll change you forever. I never wanted to lose her, I loved her too much. She gave me a reason to wake up everyday, to take care of myself so that I could take care of her. We went through so much together, and she was so difficult, but we had a special relationship. I don’t know how I’ve made it a year without her, it still hurts every day. I just wish we were together again. 

As requested, here are my personal thoughts on the upcoming Ever After High dolls/lines/playsets. Please share your thoughts in the comments below too!

-♡-♔ NEW BASICS ♔-♡-
I love basic dolls! You guys know I collect them all and always work hard to make them as close to their webisode look as possible, so after I saw the three new girls joining I was super stocked, especially since they were in my list of most-wanted characters for 2016. Here are my personal thoughts on the characters:

✺ Meeshell Mermaid™ (Daughter of The Little Mermaid): I love her face, top and hair. She has a unique look, which makes her appealing to me. Her colors seem a bit all over the place but I used to think the same when Holly O’Hair’s first pictures of her basic doll released, and I loved her once she released. The dress… I am not a big fan of. I wish it wasn’t that long, instead I wish it ended at her knees. I also wish she had a detachable torso kind of like Monster High’s Dijinni ‘Whisp’ Grant™, but I am very eager to get her… A Little Mermaid descendant? how exciting!

✺ Jillian Beanstalk™ (Daughter of Jack Beanstalk): I LOVE her outfit and hair. I always thought that Ever After High was missing some green in the dolls’ outfits, so it’s refreshing seeing that Jillian has a lot of green. I get that these dolls are prototypes, but I really wish they do something with her face/smile. I honestly don’t see a point of having her basic doll smile, but time will tell how the finished product will look. She also seems to be the same height as the tall girls like Cerise and Duchess, which I like!

✺ Nina Thumbell™ (Daughter of Thumbellina): Definitely my favorite of the three! Although I wished she was a smaller doll, I am pretty happy to see that Ever After High is releasing different skin colors with their characters. Her outfit is very fairyale-like, which suits perfectly for the line. Kind of reminds me of Heartstruck™ C.A. Cupid™, right? Even though all of these three dolls will make part of my collection, Nina is the one I want the most.
I don’t really care if they go back to the old style of hairbrushes or they keep these new heart-shaped ones, as I hardly ever use them. Want to know my want-list in order? 1.Nina Thumbell™, 2. Meeshell Mermaid™ and 3. Jillian Beanstalk™! But honestly, I can’t wait for all three!

-♡-♔ EPIC WINTER™ ♔-♡-
This line is very interesting. I can’t wait for the movie because I know that Ever After High always has great plots on their movies/webisodes. I am not a big fan of the new facemolds. I wish they would keep the same face molds for all the doll releases, or give them minor changes like in Monster High. The only doll in this line that I think looks good smiling is Maddie, but I will give my thoughts on each of them below. One thing I am very disappointed (again) are the painted tights. I am one of those people that believes, either give them real thighs or release them with bare legs. Painted thights look tacky and cheap to me, but since they can hardly be seen because of their tall boots, I doesn’t bother me very much. Now, a break-down of the characters:

✺ Crystal Winter™ (Daughter of The Snow Queen/King): Definitely in the top of my want-list! Yes, I agree with most of you, I also wanted that cute background character to be THE Crystal Winter™, but I think after seeing them do something similar with the backgrounder we all though was Rosabella Beauty™, I kind of saw it coming. This Crystal is very pretty and has a very friendly face. I do believe she looks like a fusion between Monster High’s Abbey Bominable™ , Twyla™ and Ever After High’s Farrah Goodfairy™ and Faybelle Thorn™, but I do really like her. Her outfit is breathtaking and very cute. I don’t like the painted legs, especially for a Limited Edition doll, but whatever. I can just add some leggings like I did for Courtly Jester™. Overall, she’s my favorite from this line, and she will be an instant buy from me.

✺ Daring Charming™ (Son of King Charming) and Rosabella Beauty™ (Daughter of Beauty and The Beast) 2-pack: Oh. My. Fairy Godmother! We finally get a DARING CHARMING™ doll! I literally screamed of excitement when I saw him, but was also surprised his basic doll was in a 2-pack with Rosabella! His outfit needs some work, but nothing we can’t fix. I just hope and BEG to Mattel that his jacket can be opened and it isn’t attached to him undershirt/sweater. That way we can make him look like his webisode self. I saw many people complaining that he is an Alistair doll in a jacket, but honestly I think that is just a prototype look. Remember when we used to think Mira was just Raven in a new outfit or Rosabella was Briar in glasses? Well, after their release we can see that those dolls look NOTHING alike, and I am expecting the same for Alistair Wonderland™ and Daring. Daring’s pants are NOT PAINTED ON. You can clearly see that he is wearing pants. I don’t like how they look to be made of plastic, but whatever… That’s something that can be fixed I guess. I think my doll will be stealing TriCastleOn™ Hunter’s pants, but we’ll see once he releases. I don’t like the fur they added to his collar, but seeing him in a 2-pack with Rosabella made me think, what if his destiny was changed to be THE next Beast from Rosabella’s story?! I mean, it would make sense as he is so vain and only cares about his looks. That would be an interesting character development. Rosabella is beautiful as usual. I do think she looks a lot like her basic doll though, but whatever. Her outfit is darling, but the painted leggings are… ugh. I will definitely get this 2-pack, especially for Daring. I can’t wait to have him in my collection!

✺ Madeline Hatter™ (Daughter of The Mad Hatter): From the girls of this line (aside from Crystal), she is my favorite. I love her friendly smile and her outfit. Painted leggings are a bummer, but the same goes with all the others. I like her hair and make up too. She’s on my top list for sure.

✺ Apple White™ (Daughter of Snow White): Apple’s outfit is darling as usual! She always looks beautiful. I don’t like the smile though, she looks creepy. She is not my favorite Apple doll, and you guys know how much I love Apple, but she is still a cute one. I think changing her clothes with another Apple doll would be a good idea.

✺ Ashlynn Ella™ (Daughter of Cinderella): Oh dear, poor baby! Her face is a no-no for me! Ashlynn is a natural beauty, and I love all her dolls, but honestly this one disappointed me. I am not talking about the outfit. Her outfit is fierce and very Ashlynn, but her face mold is very strange. Again, I know they are prototypes, but I really hope they bring her back to her normal face mold. I would recommend to change her doll with her beach doll. Much cuter thank this doll, but the outfit gets a stamp of approval from me!

✺ Briar Beauty™ (Daughter of Sleeping Beauty): Briar was never been one of my favorite characters until Thronecoming™, but I do admit she has great style. I don’t like the smiley face, but her outfit is very pretty. I love how all these dolls have fur in their outfits, I hope they continue doing this is future lines!

✺ Blondie Lockes™ (Daughter of Goldilocks): Blondie is so cute in this line! Love her outfit, her smile doesn’t bother me, and she has bare legs (Thank you)! I am only wondering, is her head smaller? I guess once she releases we will find out. She is right next to Maddie in my favorites list. Blondie needs more attention Mattel!

✺ Epic Winter™ Playset ft. Crystal Winter™ (Daughter of Snow Queen/King): What is this mess? Honestly I don’t see a point on releasing another Crystal doll with this playset. I believe it should have been Bunny Blanc™ instead, but with a cute outfit and articulations. If there’s something I dislike is unarticulated dolls, so this playset is a no-buy for me.
Overall, I think this line is not the best, but it is definitely adorable. I do wish Mattel listens to the fans and fixes what the fans didn’t like before they release the items to the public, but only time will tell. My want list from most wanted to least is: 1. Crystal Winter™, 2. Daring Charming™ and Rosabella Beauty™ 2-pack (mainly because of Daring), 3. Blondie Lockes™, 4. Madeline Hatter™, 5. Apple White™ and a tie for last place between Briar Beauty™ and Ashlynn Ella™.

-♡-♔ BIRTHDAY BALL™ ♔-♡-
LOVE the pastel colors! This budget line is definitely adorable, and can’t wait to see them in person! Here’s the breakdown per character:

✺ C.A. Cupid™ (Daughter of Eros): YAY! Another Cupid doll! Cupid is one of my favorite characters overall, and it’s nice to see that she is getting more attention here than in Monster High. I do wish they would use different colors for her though. I get why pink and gold, but throwing a little green there or something wouldn’t hurt, will it? Overall is very cute as always.

✺ Blondie Lockes™ (Daughter of Goldilocks): LOVE!! Love this Blondie doll. It was a fabulous idea to release her with that light blue hair. Makes her stand out from all the other Blondie dolls, and I like that. Definitely my favorite one.

✺ Duchess Swan™ (Daughter of The Swan Queen): Duchess is always beautiful. All three of her dolls have been royally enchanting, wouldn’t you agree? I love what they did to the hair and her basic outfit. She is a very cute Duchess.

Overall this line gets a 10/10 from me. All three dolls are adorable, especially Blondie. My want list is: 1. Blondie Lockes™ and a tie for 2nd place between C.A. Cupid™ and Duchess Swan™.

Thanks for reading my thoughts. Keep in mind that all these dolls are still under development and they are NOT the final product. Changes to their faces, clothing and such will happen until the time they release. We still don’t know when they will be out, but we can expect them, at least the Epic Winter™ line, to be out around June 2016. Stay positive fairytales! Sometimes change is good, hopefully that’s the case here. If it isn’t, we can only hope they fix their problems. Overall I am very excited for what’s coming in 2016. Let me know your thoughts in the comments below!

Man Face Monday - Serious Man Edition

Happy Monday, Face Friends! 

Hope you had a lovely weekend. Now we head into what will be the second to the last episode of Season 4. It’s been a weird road, this season. I must say, I am with Stephen when he says…let Arrow be Arrow in the future. I want to see shirtless Oliver and lots of punching and arrows flying next Fall. Fingers crossed.

Let’s get right into some serious face action, people, because the Man can bring it! Things are looking up. What beautiful cheekbones he has.

Just shy of weepy here. Like he’s watching The Notebook with Felicity, but doesn’t want her to know how messed up he is about it. 

Talking serious matters. 

Sad pillow lips are sad. And ::sigh::

Damn…those eyes. 

This is my favorite of my edits this week. He’s just so lovely. 

Oh heck, I can’t leave you feeling down, now, can I?

Smile and have a beautiful Monday and an awesome week!

Hugs to all. 

Tagging lovely folks and hope they didn’t mind the digression.. Please let me know to remove or add. @scu11y22, @tinaday3w, @dettiot@andjustforthismoment, @aussieforgood, @florence-bubbles, @flailykermit@lerayon, @diggo26, @olicityaddicted, @thewidowpazzy, @melsanfo@emilybettqueen, @yourviewingparty, @lynslogic, @tanyaslogic@angelalafan, @love2luvyyou, @coal000, @triciaolicity, @choiceofluthien@emilybuttrickards, @seaolicity, @supersillyanddorky06, @swordandarrow@watsoncroft, @jsevick, @readerkas, @yespleasehawkeye, @geniewithwifi,@bluemorgana, @befitandchase, @caedmonfaith, @myhauntedblacksoul@casydee, @jamyfan, @awesomeziziblr, @bigdeesmallworld, @alemap74@angelicmisskitty, @almondblossomme, @callistawolf, @miriam1779@imusuallyobsessed, @varellanoemo, @cravedlove-thatescapesreality,@mochababychristy, @juliesioux, @pjcmfalcon, @josephine-in-mirkwood,@mel-loves-all, @i-m-a-fan-world, @ms-mags, @red-devilkin, @lyricalarrow,@ah-maa-zing, @itshandled, @olicityandsteroline, @turn-thy-paige@wildirish23, @nlh03, @alanna-the-lionheart, @charlinert, @amytosh@stygian-omada-fan

I think of someone special every time I smile.

She is/was the perfect angel/character who…used to make our heart beat faster, wanted the best for her people, always listened to the stubborn blonde in spite of how tough the situations already were.

She gave up her stoic face and let her guard down because she wanted to give it a try, again, for her hodnes

She had the most beautiful smile

and she proved

Hodnes nou laik kwelnes.

Her name is Lexa, the greatest Heda kom Trikru, the forever legend in our hearts. 

Jealous: Lauminah Edition

I don’t like the way she’s looking at you

I’m starting to think you want her too

Am I crazy, have I lost ya? Even though I know you love me, can’t help it

I turn my chin music up. And I’m puffing my chest.

I’m getting red in the face. You can call me obsessed.

It’s not your fault that they hover. I mean no disrespect.

It’s my right to be hellish. I still get jealous.

‘Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful. And everybody wants a taste. That’s why (that’s why).

I still get jealous