i love a man that can play a guitar

Our group had just set up camp in a haunted graveyard, huddled together around a small fire. While food cooked and people began to settle down, our Tiefling bard (me) decided to play on the atmosphere and tell a scary story.

Bard (me) OOC: Can I tell “man door hand hook car door”?

DM: Make it period-appropriate and you’re good.

Bard: One night, a man and his wench go out for a carriage ride under the moonlight. They stop at on the side of the road, and he turns to his wench and says: 

“Darling, I love you very much.”

“What is it, honey?”

“Our horse has stopped moving. I think its leg is broken. I’ll walk to get it some food.”

“Okay, I’ll stay here and look after our guitar. There has been word in the town of guitars being stolen.”

“Good idea. Keep the carriage doors locked no matter what. I love you sweaty.”

So the man left to get oats for the horse. After two hours the wench says, “Where is my gentleman? He was supposed to be back by now.”

Then, the wench hears a scratching sound, and a voice saying “LET ME IN.”

The wench doesn’t do it, and after awhile goes to sleep. The next morning she wakes up and finds her man still not there. She gets out to check and man door hand hook carriage door. 

THIS IS AN ANDRES MUSCHIETTI APPRECIATION POST

Because he’s not getting the love he deserves and it’s unacceptable so here, have a list of pictures to explain why I love this man and why you should too

• He loves the kids and supports them BIG TIME

• His birthday wishes to the cast on IG are THE BEST

• HE’S PRETTY FUCKING TALL (Bill is 6"4’, just to say…)

• He owns this shirt

• THIS PICTURE WITH LITTLE JACKSON

• His hair looks AMAZING

• His family pictures on IG (also his sister is pretty fucking awesome and is also the producer of his movies)

• He plays the piano (and the guitar. And hukulele. And banjo. Also he can sing pretty well)

• HE LOOKS JUST DAMN FINE OKAY???

Last but not least: he’s the reason why we’re getting an IT movie and Bill Skarsgard as Pennywise so I don’t know about you but this is pretty much all I need to love this man until my last day on this planet.

(If the movies is somewhat less than a masterpiece I’m gonna jump off a bridge into the Hudson River and you’ll never hear from me again ‘cause I’ll be floating too)

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Imagine Jensen being a nervous goofball at your wedding rehearsal. 


Characters: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, mild wedding angst

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: 6k Celebration and One Year Fic-i-verary Celebration Fic FIFTEEN. The line requested was, The line “Do I really say awesome a lot?” was requested by @iwrotemyownending . It will be highlighted in the fic. I combined it with a gif I just fell in love with.  Hope you enjoy it! It kind of came out of NOWHERE. It’s a little cliche, but I love it. Thanks for celebrating with me!

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Alicia Zimmermann stared in movies in the 90′s

One of these was the story of a teenage girl, figure skater (she had a stunt double), who was on her way to win all the medals when, because insert reason here, she gets sent to live in Nashville with her father, whom she never met before.

She misses skating but discovers that, with her equilibrium, she can do horse acrobatics in a new kind of rink. I think it’s called vaulting. 

She also falls in love with a tall, dark haired, aloof young man who tends to the horses and plays soft country music on his guitar. 

And when she inevitably has to go back to the North, she gets heartbroken again, but fear not, because he follows her and learns to skate so he can go ask her out after a practice (or AFTER SHE JUST FINISHED HER SHOW AT THE REGIONALS, THIS IS A 90′S TEENAGE GIRL MOVIE IT NEEDS MORE CLICHÉS AND BIGGER DECLARATIONS OF LOVE. CAN WE GET THE HORSE ON THE ICE???)

Anyway this movie is SO TACKY and Alicia can’t stand to watch herself. It’s become kind of a meme on tumblr because half the teenage girls wanted to be Alicia, the other half wanted to date her. 

The SMH chat is full of memes from this movie, sometimes Holster can spend entire days communicating with only pics of Jack’s mom. Jack is weirded out, because for him, it’s a traditional Christmas movie he used to watch religiously with is dad. 

The DVD of that movie is Shitty’s most prized possession. 

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Beatle George Harrison toured the Haight-Ashbury yesterday peering through lavender glasses, strumming a guitar and eventually drawing a huge following of flower children behind him. Harrison, called “the quiet Beatle,” and his wife Patti, first parked at Masonic Avenue and Haight Street about 6 p.m. and wandered down the street unnoticed among the throng of hippies. Harrison sported the drooping French moustache, long hair, buttons, flowered trousers, denim jacket and heart-shaped shades affected by many members of the love generation. And 23-year-old wife Patti could have been just about any hippie girl with her long blonde hair and granny glasses.

The two walked the length of Haight Street looking into the shops and watching the local residents and finally stopped at “hippie hill” in Golden Gate Park. A young man was entertaining a crowd of about 20 hippies. Harrison and his wife listened for a minute and then Harrison asked, “Can I borrow your guitar?” The young man said “Sure.” Harrison took the guitar and started to play. And played unrecognized for about three minutes. A girl listened and looked at Harrison then started shouting: “Hey! That’s George Harrison. That’s George Harrison!” … A sizeable crowd formed. Harrison played for about ten more minutes and then shouted, “Let’s go for a walk.” And off they went, Harrison strumming the guitar, the hippies following along. As the crowd left the park it grew. “What do you think of the Haight-Ashbury?” asked a hippie. “Wow. If it’s all like this it’s too much,” Harrison answered.

[David Swanston, San Francisco Chronicle, 8th August 1967]

George and Pattie accompanied by Derek Taylor and Magic Alex checkout the hippy scene at San Francisco’s Haight-Ashbury district on the 7th August, 1967. 

Please? I Can’t.

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader (x Pippa Soo ?)

Warning: Mentions of dead soulmate, but that’s about it. 

Prompt: Soulmate AU - You have a tattoo of the first words they say to you. Here’s the catch, you met your soulmate while you’re still in a relationship with someone else. 

Word Count: 2,352

Note: I made this back in February but I never posted it bc i’m not ?? good ?? at writing but anyway, here it is. Will post part 2 soon. Also! Reader here is bisexual, just a heads up. All comments are appreciated! Enjoy reading!

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Third.

Third time you had to witnessed a girl meeting her soulmate today and all you can do is give out a loud audible sigh. Your eyes continued to linger on the couple as the brunette woman cried before cradling the other girl’s face with her hand. Your gaze shifted to their wrists, squinting to see the words etched on the brunette’s skin.

– I’ll have a large coffee and a cinnamon roll, please. –

You chuckle at the line as you tended to your own cup of coffee. A hand suddenly waved in front of your face, snapping you out of your trance.

“Were you listening to anything I said?” Renee asked, slightly irritated.

You look down. “You were saying something about crappy local government?”

“That was ten minutes ago, Y/N. Jeez, you can’t even spare me an hour for my political rant.”

You held up your hands in surrender, your gaze shifting towards the couple. “In my defense, I just got distracted. That’s all.”

Renee chortled, rolling her eyes. She grabbed your face, forcing you to stare at her.

“You are literally the most hopeless romantic I have ever met.”


You escaped from her grasp. “You can’t blame me! There are couples everywhere and it’s almost Valentine’s Day,”

“And?”

“And thing aren’t going well, you know.” You mumbled at the end.

“What did I tell you, Y/N? You shouldn’t force these things. Your tattoo is romantic enough, don’t stress out too much.”

Right, the tattoo.

No one knows where it began or where exactly it came from but that’s how things came around today. You’ve heard about it from your parents, from your teachers back in elementary school, and even in the local library where Jasmine worked in.

It was all everyone could ever talk about nowadays. The days of chancing romance ended and the age of determined soulmates began.

You just have to remember one thing; the words etched on your skin are the first words your soulmate will ever say to you.

You glance at your own wrist, rereading the words you have never heard from anyone:

– Dainty fingers. I’m going to guess. Pianist? –

“It seems pretty damn beautiful if you ask me,” Renee said as you smiled down to your wrist. “Unlike my ever-so-wonderful tattoo.” She brought her wrist to your face and you laughed as you reread the words:

– This is the last roll of tissue paper and I am taking it. –

You rolled your eyes. “Beautiful, sure. Yet everyone found their soulmate but me. Heck, you found yours.”

“So? It doesn’t mean ‘he’ wouldn’t come soon.”

“Or she.” You say, giving her a cheeky grin.

She gasped with an amused smile on her face. “My, my, Y/N. I never suspected that.”

You chuckle. “Who knows? I am dating a girl right now.”

Renee’s eyes widened. “You’re what?”

You nodded nonchalantly. “Remember, Pippa? Phillipa Soo?”

“Yeah, I remember her. From the play we watched a month ago, right?”

“That’s her. I’m dating her now. What’s so shocking about that? You know I’m attracted to girls too.”

“That’s not the shocking part. It’s the fact that you’re dating someone who’s not your soulmate. What are you doing, Y/N?”

You took a sip from your coffee, shrugging your shoulders. “I got tired of waiting.”

“That’s it?”

You sighed as you placed your mug on the table. “Listen, I don’t even get why we have these pre-determined people we’re required to love. Why can’t I choose who to fall in love with?”

“Y/N..” You continued to talk.

“Why does it have to be based from some tattoo we’re born with? Can’t I be the one to make that decision?”

She looked down. “You know I can’t answer that for you. But, it’s still going to be different if you are with the person you are really meant to be with.”

“Renee, it’s not that-”

“Can you tell me right now that things are doing well between you and Pippa?” Her words shut you up.

“Things are just okay. That’s the problem, I guess. It’s just okay.”

“It is a problem. You can’t settle for just some shallow love. How do you think this is affecting her?”

“Her original soulmate died,” Another fact in this world – once your soulmate dies, you can’t replace them. You are left alone to look for someone else.

“To her, this is everything.”

“But to you, it isn’t. You can’t force her to be the one and she can’t force you to be her-”

“Can we just not talk about it?” You interrupt her, getting tired of all this talk.

She nodded, letting the silence fill between the two of you before speaking up again.

Renee dipped a biscuit into the coffee. “I still bet it’s going to be a ‘he’ for you.”

“Oh my god, Renee.”

“What? More than often, you fawn over guys more than you do with girls. Especially those into theater and arts.”

“So?”

“And you told me yourself before that you’re more inclined to men. Remember when we watched Singing In The Rain?” She laughed at the memory.

“What can I say? Gene Kelly stole my heart.” You giggle, clutching your chest.

Laughter filled the space between you two. She faced you. “Be patient, Y/N. Your soulmate will come.”

Your smile faltered and you rubbed your face with your palm, reiterating what you said earlier. “I’m tired of waiting.”

“He or she might be just right around a corner.”

Before you could even reply to her, a loud bunch entered the cafe, laughing away.

One of them nudged his head towards the table beside yours, all five of them settling down on the seats.

Their loud laughter immediately started to irritate you. You stood up and just before you could ask Renee to move to another table, her phone rang.

“I have to take this. I’ll be back.” She spoke, quickly making her way out of the cafe.

You sighed as you plop back down to your seat. With no one to talk to, you couldn’t help but listen in to the conversation among the men beside you.

—–

“With huge hands like that, playing the bass guitar wouldn’t be so hard.”

“Goddammit, Lac. You have to stop him. Seriously.”

The curly-haired man just chuckled, patting the other man’s back.

“I’m sorry, Daveed. I really do need a new bassist and well, Lin just wants to help.”

Daveed rolled his eyes, glaring at Lin.

“The one day we agreed on to have a reunion and you decided to bombard me with this. Just because you’ve got a new Lafayette and Jefferson.”

Lin laughed at his friend. “Technically, we aren’t complete yet. Leslie is on his way.”

Daveed sighed. “Man, I love you but please. Bother someone else.”

Lin raises his palms. “Your hangover must be so bad.”

“Very.” Daveed says, burying his face in his palms. Everyone in the group chuckled at him.

A tan boy with light brown hair stood up. “Okay, Lin. Since you’re so great, what can I play?” He said, squishing his palms towards Lin’s face.

“Calloused fingertips. Probably guitar. You seem like a guitar guy, Anthony.”

The boy, Anthony, let out a low whistle. “Pretty stereotypical but I’ll take it. How about Oak?”

A muscled man raises his palms. Lin stared closely. “With those palms, drums. Definitely drums.”

Lac looked at Lin, eyeing him up and down. “I’m still confused as to why you do this hobby of yours.”

Lin chuckled. “Come on, I can find musicians just by looking at their hands.” He says jokingly, leaning back into his seat.

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Suddenly curious, your eyes shifted to your own hands. The man beside you cleared his throat.

You turn your head up, only to see Lin staring at you and your raised palms.

You quickly dropped your hands, wrapping your fingers around the mug of coffee set in front of you.

You face front, trying to ignore him as if you weren’t listening in to their conversation.

“Miss. Hey, miss.” You close your eyes as you silently wished for Renee to come back from her phone call.

The man from the other table wouldn’t stop grabbing your attention until one of his friends tapped your shoulder.

You faced him. “Hi, I’m Anthony,” He extended his hand for you to shake.

“And I’m Y/N.” You say slowly, still hearing the other man’s attempts in calling for you.

“Introduction’s out of the way, good. Now moving on. Lin, that man right there,” He spoke, pointing towards the man calling for you. “Will not stop until you talk to him.”

You sigh. “He wouldn’t?”

“Not a chance.”

You let another sigh as Anthony started pointing at the other man with his eyes. Slowly, you faced Lin. You gave him a short wave, with the mug still tight around your other hand.

Lin smiled at you as he quickly pointed to you then towards your palms. With a loud voice, he spoke.

Dainty fingers. I’m going to guess. Pianist?

You let out a gasp. Your hands covered your mouth, letting the mug fall to the ground in pieces. As tears flooded your vision, you take a quick glance to your wrist.

He said it. The words that have long been etched onto your skin, he spoke them. You’ve been waiting for so long to the point that you have given up on the idea of ever meeting your soulmate.

Your teary eyes watched as Lin jumped from his seat and made his way towards you.

He kneeled down to pick up the pieces of ceramic on the floor. “I’m sorry, Miss. I didn’t mean to scare you there. Was it something I said?”

You stared at the man by your feet as you mumbled something.

He looked up to you, watching as tears continue to well up your eyes. “What did you say? I didn’t catch that.” You let out a shaky breathe.

Writer, actually.

You watched as his own eyes widened, tears glossing over his brown orbs as he looked at his wrist. “It’s you,”

He stood up. “I’m Lin.” Words couldn’t explain how happy he was to hear the words that appeared on his skin since he was born, to find the one his heart has longed for.

“I’m Y/N.” You slowly extended your hand for him to shake.

You suddenly found yourself smiling at him with him reciprocating with a grin. He reached for your hand. With this, your mind snapped back to Pippa. As his hand brushed against your fingertips, you retracted your hand. His face contorted with confusion and the next thing you knew, you ran off.

At this point, everything was just happening all at once. Tears started falling from your face as you passed by Angelica, Lin running behind you, Angelica and Lin’s friends watching from the cafe.

It was when you reached an an empty alley when you stopped running, listening to your own sobs and the sound of the busy streets bouncing off the walls.

Why did you have to be with someone else? You were angry. You were angry at the fact that you didn’t wait longer, that you became impatient a bit too soon, that you felt goosebumps at the feel of his fingertips against your hand, that you felt a zap in your stomach, and that the zap you felt made you feel safe, that it made you feel at ease.

“Y/N! Please! Listen to me, where are you?” You heard him shout, the sound of speedy footsteps following suit.

You had nowhere to run to anymore, your back against the wall of the alley. You closed your eyes and prayed to the heavens that he wouldn’t find you. You didn’t want to complicate things. You prayed that soon, you can just be with Pippa and forget that you ever met Lin.

The footsteps started getting louder and all you could do was close your eyes.

In just a few seconds, he was in front of you with his hands on either side of your body.

“Y/N, I’m begging you. Please open your eyes and talk to me.” He spoke with a shaky breathe.

You slowly opened your eyes, your cheek facing him as you refused to face Lin.

“Fine, I’ll talk.” He sighed.

“I know this is scary. I’ve been waiting for a long time too and I have been on the brink of giving up, believe me. But, it’s okay now. I’m here. You’re here. We can stop waiting.”

I gave up.”

“What?” He said, sadness looped around his voice.

You winced. “I-I thought I wouldn’t meet you. I gave up. I started dating someone else.”

“Is it not possible for you to just break-”

“I can’t just do that, Lin. What I have with this other person, it’s important to her. I can’t just drop her like that.” Tears started to form again.

You feel his fingers grabbing your chin, making you face him. His breathing turned shaky as his teeth captured his bottom lip in attempt to keep his tears from falling.

“I see.” You place your hand against his face, closing your eyes.

Your heart fell when he nuzzled his cheek against your palm. This felt like home. For once in your life, you finally knew how it felt to be with someone you’re meant to be with.

You tried to think about Pippa but quickly after that, your mind started to drift back to the man in front of you.

“I’m so sorry, Lin.”

“I’m not asking you to break up with her all of a sudden, I’m asking for you to give me a chance. I know this is scary but give me the opportunity to make you fall for me,”

“Lin, I-”

“I will treat you well. We can drink coffee together, watch movies, read books, we can do anything that you want. Just please.”

You had to admit to yourself, that’s what you wanted. But still, you couldn’t just drop Pippa so suddenly. You promised her. 

“I can’t.” You started to retract your hand from his face but Lin held placed his palm over yours, holding tightly onto your fingers.

“Why not?” He choked out.

“If I do,” You look up to meet his eyes.

“I know I’ll fall in love with you in an instant.”

I Know I Need Her

Title: I Know I Need Her

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Song: She Thinks She Needs Me by Andy Griggs

Word Count: 1,280

Warning: Fluffy, steamy Jensen smut

Request: @emoryhemsworth said: Hi Ana! I’m so excited your requests are open again! So as we all know, Jensen is an incredibly talented musician. I was wondering if you could do a smutty one-shot where he uses the song “She Thinks She Needs Me” by Andy Griggs to confess his love to the reader? Maybe she is insecure because of some big scars?

A/N: So this took on a bit of a life of it’s own as I wrote it, but I really hope you like it!! Enjoy!!


 “Come on!” your maid of honor laughed as she pulled you to the chair your husband’s best man was putting in the middle of the dance floor. Looking up at the stage where Louden Swain was playing, Jensen gave you a wink, looking sexy as all hell in his tux, before grabbing the mic in front of him.

“Can I have everyone’s attention real quick? Y/N and I can’t thank you all enough for celebrating with us today. And I can’t thank you, Y/N, enough for marrying me today and making me the happiest man in the world.” Jensen blew you a kiss before throwing the guitar strap over his head. “This one’s for you, my love.”

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DATING MICHAEL WOULD INCLUDE:

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DATING MICHAEL WOULD INCLUDE:

  • pizza dates
  • Staying all day in his “man cave”
  • Lots and lots of concerts
  • Games of thrones marathons
  • Lots of cuddles
  • Having a pet
  • Showering together
  • Lovely relationship with Karen and Daryl
  • Dying his hair
  • Rock concert dates
  • Morning voice (I might die)
  • Him teaching you how to play guitar
  • Singing together rock classics
  • Sex everywhere possible
  • Spending days in bed, just talking about random shits
  • Writing songs together when you can’t sleep
  • “You know babe, we should write more often”
  • “Can you blow me?”
  • “Let’s play Mario, the one who loses has to go down on the other”
  • Cheating
  • Swearing
  • Saying “fuck” a lot
  • “Have you seen…”
  • Sarcasm 24/7
  • “You suck.. but I love you”
  • Kitten Kink
  • Grabbing your ass while kissing
  • PDA (like… a lot)
  • Random romantic moments
  • Sleeping until noon
  • Being friend with ATL
  • “Babe, do you wanna know what Luke did today?”
  • “Mike, stop being rude to Luke”
  • just being he best boyfriend ever and PLEASE SEND ME MICHAEL :(


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EXO Reaction: you being new to the company and having a “bad girl” image

A/N: You also play guitar but that would have made the title longer and we all know I’m bad enough at short titles… 

Chanyeol: The second he heard you play guitar, his initial idea of you went away. Sure, he’d been a little intimidated at first, who wouldn’t be? You were pretty and, well, a “bad girl”. He’d try to get to know you, the real you behind the image. Be ready to compose songs with him. 

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Sehun: He’d be a little bratty flirt. He’d probably say he was more talented than you in hopes of you showing him your - for lack of better word- “real” side. You’d roll your eyes, not amused and say, “The second you can play the guitar better than me, I’ll go on a date you with and let you get to know me.” 

Sehun would make a face, saying, “Deal.” He’d work his butt off just to get to know you. But like, real low key… 

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Baekhyun: He would be totally into this image. He’d try and tell you that he, too, had a “bad boy” image, but you wouldn’t buy it for a second. Baek would go out of his way to see you perform, always telling you you were amazing. He’d probably tell you you played the guitar better than Chanyeol as a way of complementing you. You’d laugh but would enjoy his endless praising, showing him that, okay, maybe you weren’t a “bad” girl, but you did have a rebellious side. 

Originally posted by osehu

D.O.: Kyungsoo would be a little flustered the first time he met you. You would have just finished your makeup and gone into the rehearsal before the company concert started when you would run into him. Out of curiosity (and because he thought you were cute), he would ask to sit in on the rehearsal. When you picked up your guitar and began tuning it, his eyes would widen and he’d probably say something stupid like “you play guitar”, then blush like an idiot. He’d try to get to know you better and I can for some reason see him requesting you play him songs just because he loves the way your face scrunches in concentration and your hair falls into your face when you play. 

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Lay: Yixing would be very curious. He’d overheard a manager talking about the new girl who would be joining a group about to debut very soon. She’d have a “bad girl” image and play the guitar, so it worked out well. When he first saw you, he was a little shocked to say the least. You weren’t intimidating until you started playing the guitar. Yixing was mesmerized, completely in love with everything you did. He would make it his mission to get to know you, and maybe even compose a few songs with you. 

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Kai: I feel like he would be a mix between Lay and D.O. He would be very curious and would probably make a fool out of himself when he first met you. He’d always find an excuse to spend time with you or listen to you play or watch you perform. One day he needed to speak with the choreographer that was working with you. The next he needed help finding a room he’d been to a thousand times and loOK YOU HAPPENED TO BE THE ONLY ONE HE COULD FIND. 

He knew the “bad girl” image was just an image. But even so, he loved when you were on stage with it. 

Originally posted by porokrong

Suho: Suho would be so into this. Oh man. I can see him being like the gossip mom and getting the scoop from Lay and thinking, “that’s really hot”. He would push aside those feelings and be super supportive, constantly popping in to listen to you. He’d flat out tell you he loved how you played the guitar and he’d try to show he wasn’t super into your image. But you’d know. He would always be supporting you at your concerts. 

Originally posted by wooyoung

Xiumin: I feel like Xiumin would be a little wary of your bad girl image. He’d gotten to know well in the short time you’d been at the company before your girl group debuted. He knew you weren’t like how you appeared on stage or even interviews sometimes. However, he’d also love it. When you performed on stage, that signature smirk on your face as you played the guitar, fingers moving expertly, he couldn’t help but feel a little jolt run through him. You were so talented.

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Chen: Chen would tease you about your image all the time. That one time you tripped over a cord running from your guitar to your amp? He’d be quick to say “you’re so intimidating. A real bad girl. Nothing can defeat you- oh wait”. You’d turn and glare at him, causing him to bust out laughing. 

However, you’d show him. Every concert he’d be front row, eyes trained on you. You’d show him how bad you could be. 

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Tao: Tao would also love to try to convince you he was the “bad boy” of EXO. 

Taking this to heart, you decided to show him what a real “bad” image was. Each time you were on stage, guitar in hand, you played flawlessly, drenched in leather, but ignoring the heavy material. Your makeup was dark, your gaze fixed and challenging. Tao’s heart would race, knowing he had nothing on you. 

Once you got off stage, you turned to him, smirking, “Your turn.” 

Originally posted by shinylightblue

Luhan: He would be super into this, working to befriend you instantly. He’d claim it was helping his manly image and you’d go along with it, glad for the extra time you were able to spend with him. He hadn’t known you played guitar initially, but found out pretty quick. The company had given you a new one for the debut of your girl group. Luhan had been so shocked; not only were you absolutely beautiful, but you were musically talented too. He’d ask you to teach him how to play, grateful he wasn’t very good because it meant he got to spend more time with you. 

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Kris: Kris would be drawn to you. We all know he’s actually a giant nerd, so he’d be ecstatic when he found out you weren’t as bad a girl as your image made you seem. He’d constantly ask you questions about everything you were interested in, and when he found out you played guitar in your group, his eyes would go wide. Bad girl, guitar player, perfect. What next? 

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15th September; today is a day to celebrate Jae, so I’ve decided to try and put into words just what he means to me. I’m sorry if this gets cringy or cliché but I had to.


Passionate; every show, every concert, every stage, seeing Jae perform always leaves me breathless. He give it his all, always driving the performance forward and losing himself to the music. His smile when he’s singing live wins over any spotlight anyone could give him.

Amazing vocals; his voice. It was what first made me fall in love with him. He sings with emotion, he sings with joy, and every not he hits is filled to the brim with feeling. 

Reliable; something I’ve always admired about him. He chases his own dreams, always encourages other people to do the same, but he also knows that it takes work and he doesn’t shy away from it. Don’t just dream. Set Goals

Kool; because as mature as he can be sometimes, he’s also a grade A dork. Meme connoisseur, extra™, he’s forever making me laugh, which is something I will always be grateful for.


Joyful; his laugh, even better than his singing. He’s always ready to gift us with a smile and make us all melt.

Amazing musician; he plays guitar, piano, he composes. He bleeds music. He works on day6′s songs, helps make them as good as they are and no one can deny how talented this boy is.

Enthusiastic; day6′s number one hype man. He doesn’t miss a chance to promote their music and he’s always running around on stage when they perform. His energy is a fundamental part of the group and one of the many reasons why I love him.

Handsome; with or without his glasses, his visuals are no joke, something I’m grateful to note he’s beginning to realize himself. This man can go from fluffy softie to rude and disrespectful like it’s nothing.

Youthful; Jae’s old now, our hyung is growing, but he doesn’t feel like it. He’s young at heart, teasing and joking around, always knows how to make the mood lighter.

Unpredictable; be it on twitter or on a vlive, he comes up with the oddest things to say and do. He’s often making me ask what even? but it always serves for a nice laugh.

Nickname hoarder; hashtag king, chicken little, yellowpostitman, gallinita. He’s a man with many names indeed.

Good heart; Jae’s kind, Jae cares, he supports us and his band members, always gives encouragement when needed and he keeps us my days in mind. He’s a role model, one I try to follow because he goes after what he wants but doesn’t fool himself into thinking that it will come easy to him. He’s humble, always remembers what it took to get to where he is. He’s Jae and I love him with all my heart. ¡Feliz Día!

My favorite lyrics from divide
  • Eraser: Welcome to the new show I guess you know I've been away/ where I'm headed who knows my heart will stay the same
  • Castle On The Hill: These people raised me and I can't wait to go home
  • Dive: Maybe I waited too long/ maybe I played my cards wrong
  • Shape of You: Last night you were in my room and now my bedsheets smell like you
  • Perfect: Darling just kiss me slow your heart is all I own
  • Galway Girl: She played the fiddle in an Irish band but she fell in love with an English man
  • Happier: I could try to smile to hide the truth but I know I was happier with you
  • New Man: You're still a young girl trying to be loved so let me give it to ya
  • Hearts Don't Break Around Here: she is the lighthouse in the night that will safely guide me home
  • What Do I Know: Aint got a soapbox I can stand upon but god gave me a stage a guitar and a song
  • How Would You Feel (Paenan): we were sitting in a parked car stealing kisses in the front yard
  • Supermarket Flowers: A life with love is a life that's been lived
  • Barcelona: I've got two left feet and a bottle of red wine
  • Bibia Be Ye Ye: I remember less and less and mostly things that I regret
  • Nancy Mulligan: On the summer day when I proposed I made that wedding ring from dentist gold
  • Save Myself: I drove miles and miles but would you do the same for me oh honestly
Graham's Tender guitar
Blur
Graham's Tender guitar

CAN YOU HEAR THE THING HE MAKES WITH THE GUITAR????

(Between 3-5 seconds in the beginning and in the end) he’s like playing up and down in a lower range, I don’t know how’s that called

I’m going to be honest, I literally cry listening to this exact part (specially those 2 heavenly seconds), it’s physically painful to listen this short solo because this part is just so UGH SO SO GOOD! It takes me to another place, you can feel the soul in that guitar, there’s something about it that fulfills me, it transmits that exact feeling of being in love and then losing it. For me, this is one of the prettiest parts Graham has ever played in any blur album.

Hi! You told that we can send our OCs here, so here they are.
These are all my OCs! And they are music band. My english very bad but i’ll try to describe them shortly.

Tiny fat man’s name is Fred, he’s a weaboo with anger issues. He has very low self esteem and he’s kinda edgy. Guitarist of the group. (he/him)

Tall snow white boy is Ethan, he is lazy, weak-willed and VERY stupid but still friendly and optimistic! He is second guitarist and sometimes vocals. He’s not good at music tbh (he/him)

Girl’s name is Elizabeth, she is very trustworthy and calm, sometimes too much pedantic but anyway she is very good person! Plays synthesizer and sings sometimes. In a In platonic-romantic relationships with Ethan(she/her)

Dude in glasses is Maxwell. He is egoistic pissed off narcissist. He’s talented and insterestic person despite he’s such a badass. Can play guitar, bass, drums and synthesizer a bit. Ladies man somehow. Ex drummer of band. And yeah he hates Fred and Fred hates him. (he/him)

Huge monter’s name is Spoon. He’s an alien who loves humans very strong. He is childish and naive. Spoon is hyperactive as fuck and very smart. New drummer of the band. Also he lives in Fred’s house (he/him or they/them)

Thanks!!

George Harrison and Derek Taylor strolling around Haight-Ashbury, San Francisco, on 7 August 1967. Photo © Bettmann/Corbis.

“Beatle George Harrison toured the Haight-Ashbury yesterday peering through lavender glasses, strumming a guitar and eventually drawing a huge following of flower children behind him.
Harrison, called ‘the quiet Beatle,’ and his wife Patti [sic], first parked at Masonic Avenue and Haight Street about 6 p.m. and wandered down the street unnoticed among the throng of hippies. Harrison sported the drooping French mustache, long hair, buttons, flowered trousers, denim jacket and heart-shaped shades affected by many members of the love generation. And 23-year-old wife Patti could have been just about any hippie girl with her long blonde hair and granny glasses. The two walked the length of Haight Street looking into the shops and watching the local residents and finally stopped at ‘hippie hill’ in Golden Gate Park.
A young man was entertaining a crowd of about 20 hippies. Harrison and his wife listened for a minute and then Harrison asked, ‘Can I borrow your guitar?’ The young man said ‘Sure.’ Harrison took the guitar and started to play. And played unrecognized for about three minutes. A girl listened and looked at Harrison then started shouting: ‘Hey! That’s George Harrison. That’s George Harrison!’ 
… A sizeable crowd formed. Harrison played for about ten more minutes and then shouted, ‘Let’s go for a walk.’ And off they went, Harrison strumming the guitar, the hippies following along. As the crowd left the park it grew. ‘What do you think of the Haight-Ashbury?’ asked a hippie. ‘Wow. If it’s all like this it’s too much,’ Harrison answered.” - David Swanston, San Francisco Chronicle, 8 August 1967

Mark and Loathing in Seattle

I stopped by the West of Loathing booth to play and buy the game and I mentioned that I was watching Mark’s play-through and wanted to buy it myself. The guy who was manning the booth told me that Mark dropped by to say hi! 

I love that. Mark, you’re a good egg.

Also…

Can you explain the guitar at Jack’s panel?    

Uptown Girl 3/?

Felicity Smoak is not your average debutante, but going to the Debutante Ball turns out to be one of the most important decisions of her life. The story of an uptown girl meeting a downtown boy - who happens to be in a rock band.

This is a birthday present for my dear friend Carol @tdgal1 - I so hope you enjoy. Thanks so much for all the likes, comments and reblogs on the first chapter! I’m so grateful!! Thank You!!

Thanks to @almondblossomme for proofing. Not sure how many chapters this will be yet. All chapters are available on AO3.


                           3. I Bet Her Momma Never Told Her Why


“And then he kissed you?!” Caitlin was almost as excited as Felicity.


Felicity nodded. “Yep.”


“Was it good?”


Felicity blushed. “Best kiss of my life.”


“Wow.”


“Exactly.”

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Bitter Tears is one of the best Graham’s songs, dare to fight me, why? Well:

  • It’s raw. It communicates the feeling in such a perfect way.
  • He’s known for being a very relatable person, you can relate easily to this song no matter in what context you find yourself in that moment. The perspective works in any way.
  • The music is A M A Z I N G !
  • I loved how instead of taking the song into an angry feel, he decided to stay with the “head down, won’t explode” feel.
  • His voice goes along with the guitar which is really pleasant to hear.
  • Even though during the critical point, his voice goes a little bit slower than the guitar.
  • The guitar after the climax is just beautiful man, there’s this thing he does where it plays a little higher, like going up the stairs kind of thing, from the standard “going along the lyrics” riff, it has sort of a nostalgic and hopeless sparkle, it’s just so stunning omg
  • The transition of going from sad and bitter to melancholic and desperate is beyond astoninshing
  • It’s one of his songs that goes directly to blur, which is sad but at the same time endearing.

“Please don’t hurt me tonight, bitter tears
I’ve lost the will to fight, bitter tear
s”

I really think this part goes to the boys…

Anyways, I enjoy crying blood.

The Vamps Preferences: Best Man Speech

Now, I don’t think that the boys would just pick one member of the band to be their best man, but just for the purposes of this, that’s gonna happen okay. 

Connor’s Best Man Speech for James 
Hi everyone, erm, I’m not very good at public speaking but I hope I do a good job today. James, the first time I met you, I thought you were the most organised freak ever, (Y/N) I really don’t know how you put up with him sometimes. There was always a part of you that needed love, you wanted someone to call your everything, and with (Y/N) you really have found your missing puzzle piece. When I see you both with your noses stuck in a book, or the way she beams at you when you play guitar, you really brighten up my day. (Y/N) you’re like the big sister I never had, I can come to you for absolutely everything and nothing is ever too much trouble, thankyou for making James so happy. James, man, thankyou for giving me so many amazing opportunities and for always reminding me to clean up after myself. So, if you’ll all raise your glasses, in toast to the new Mr and Mrs Mcvey. To James & (Y/N)”

Brad’s best man speech for Tris
“What a day? I never thought I’d ever be speaking at your wedding Tris, because I really didn’t think anyone would ever be mad enough to marry you, unless they were as bonkers as you. Well, I think you’ve found that person now. I have never met a more talented, kind, weird, hilarious person in my life. Tristan Evans, you little handsome bugger you, I wish you all the best for everything. (Y/N) or should I say Mrs Evans, you’ve taken my soul mate away from me, how very dare you! I remember the first time I met you, and we ended up singing karaoke in our drunken state together, I knew our friendship was going to last a life time. My two favourite people in the world are in love and are sharing their love with us today. So, if you can raise your glasses for the two lovebugs over there; To Tris & (Y/N)”

James’ Best Man Speech for Brad
“Bradley you little bear. I’m speaking at your wedding man, that’s mental. It’s weird to think this all started from a message on YouTube and now look at us. It’s been an absolute pleasure to watch you grow into the amazing person and showman you are. I can come to you with anything, you’re the easiest person to talk too, and even though you’re the most annoying person I know, with the curliest hair, I’m so happy for you man. (Y/N), you look absolutely beautiful today, Brad’s one lucky guy. I want to thank you for making our bear happy, I mean you get to ruffle those curls now, it’s not my job anymore. Just think, in a few years time, your adorable kids will be running around all over the place, causing all sorts of havoc. You’re the sweetest, cutest, most randomly hilarious couple I know and I love you both so much. To Mr & Mrs Simpson” 

Tris’ Best Man Speech for Con 
“Davy Jones! Connor Ball! Margaret! The many names and many personalities of you. I remember the time you walked into a glass window when you came to see us for the first time and then I knew we were going to be friends for an extremely long time. It’s been a pleasure to share my career with you, to be able to watch you grow, stretch your skin and watch you fall of stage multiple times. (Y/N) when he met you, I never seen him sad. You put a smile on his face, you put a smile on all of our faces, and I just want to wish you all the success, happiness and love for eternity. HAKUNA MATATA! To Con & (Y/N)”

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Peter Frampton 💘