i love this cast more than words can say

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translation: fantaemsie

listener (message): when i was a teenager i was a really gloomy child. it seemed like the whole world had turned it’s back on me. i believed i was the only one in the world. back then someone uttered these words to me: “everyone lives like that. you’re not the only one having a hard time. everyone lives in difficulty, and diligently, as much as you do.” at that time, rather than getting hurt by these words i thought: “that’s right so i’ve behaving like a child.” that’s why, from then on, i lived really diligently, only looking straight head. even though, because of my family’s circumstances, i got into college a bit late compared to other people, i pushed my own self with a rod of iron and i refused to face my own wounds since i trusted that, other than me, there are other people who are having a tough time and that everyone is living working hard as much as i do. i live diligently. then i thought: i could be even better, an even more of a good person. however, after i ran and ran diligently like that, now that i’m going to graduate i turned out to be someone who gets angry and annoyed at everything. i get angry at the words the other opponent would throw in without any meaning. i’d get angry with a: “what do you know?”. little by little i hated meeting other people and i’m just preparing to find a job while only looking straight ahead. however …, i suddenly got this thought: why am i comparing my own pain with other people’s suffering? why did i make other people’s misfortune the basis to my happiness? all of a sudden these words i heard years ago occurred to me again: “everyone lives like that. you’re not the only one having a hard time.” it seemed like i’d fall behind if i didn’t do anything, that i’d really become someone who’s oblivious to everything - casting a spell that everyone lives like that, that i’m not the only one having a tough time. i pressured and harassed myself. i couldn’t be caring to myself. i was only too strict to myself. i couldn’t love myself, the one that needed love the most. at last, i want to say this to myself: “you lived diligently. more than anybody else you lived fiercely. it’s alright. you can rest now.” today, my status message: “it’s alright even if you don’t do anything.

jonghyun: “everyone lives like that, you’re not the only one having a hard time.” these words …, i think it’s the most wrong way of consolation in the world. the comparing with the other opponent, with different people. you know how there are these words? “live with the courage to die”; well …, these words? i think it’s the worst way of consolation. comfort …, to someone who’s having a hard time, someone who’s gloomy / depressed, to an exhausted person, to say: “when you get these thoughts, think of …, when you get those thoughts, courageously, do something different …, ya, right now, since you’re having a hard time like that: you’re exhausted, tired and having negative thoughts. i think it’d be good to quickly put that energy on the move and quickly take care of the work you need to get done.” to be honest, that person was aware of this too. they already know it’ll be solved by quickly moving on. they really immensely wish for it to be that way. however, it’s not working that way. there’s another thing other than the body’s wounds that you can see with your own eyes: it’s the heart’s wounds and, because of that, when comforting someone, i think one should think of how there’s certainly another existence, something that my eyes can’t see. of course, me too, while talking about this, since there are certainly words i gave to someone and wounds i’ve received from someone, i wanted to complain and talk a bit about this to our dear listeners. when comforting someone, rather than consoling them by comparing, whether comparing them to yourself or another person’s situation, i think it’d be nice to just have a talk about that person, them solely.

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And as promised, Culber is Nr. 4! 👍😉 He is dedicated to my dear friend @skittle479 who I love more than words can say. ❤️
My collection of colored Disco drawings is growing and growing, as is my Jason Isaacs gallery. I‘m so inspired lately, I could use an extra life to bring everything to paper! 😄 
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among peasantry and princes part ii

part i 

summary -  virgil, his brothers patton and logan, and their mother octavia live a quaint life of peasantry in a small village far away from the rest of civilization. their lives are hardly out of the ordinary — that is, until a prestigious prince with an ego so large it outmatches even his castle takes an interest in virgil, which can surely only end in disaster. 

word count - 2,474

warnings - yelling, mentions of anger issues 

tags - human!au, prince!roman, peasant!virgil 

a/n - ahh okay i’d just like to thank you all for the overwhelming support on this au!! seriously you guys are amazing and i hope this chapter meets your expectations! (if you would like to be tagged/i forgot to tag you let me know!)

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[LYRICS] IU 아이유 - 이런 엔딩 Ending Scene

Arranged by Lee Jong Hoon / Composed by Sam Kim / Lyrics by IU

Hi, long time no see.
A voice with no question marks, it’s so you
As if it’s a rule cast in stone,
your seat by the cold entrance is always the same.

Make sure to eat well, because this too shall pass.
You’ll be able to sleep well like you did before.
I sincerely wish from the bottom of my heart.
You have the right to be happier.

Don’t say those words, please.
You know that saying those things makes it hurt even more.
You said you would love me, what use is that?
You wouldn’t know what kind of heart I gave you.

For the times you were lonely,
I hope you can find someone
who can love you more than the love you’re giving me
I’m sorry that person isn’t me.
Giving isn’t easy.

Don’t say those words, please.
You know that saying those things makes it hurt even more.
You said you would love me, what use is that?
You’ll never know what kind of heart I gave you.

Tell me honestly, please.
You know I’ll believe anything you say
Would I, like you said,
receive love someday from someone who is like me? 


Translated by IUteamstarcandy


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A Christmas Wish

I have a few other Christmas stories in the vault, but this one is for Jin. He got some votes but really people were asking for someone they haven’t seen me do often. So Jin it is!

Originally posted by bts0726

Jagiya, dont be mad.” Jin listened to his wife on the other line as she proceeded to let him have it.

He rubbed the area between his lines as she got louder. “Yes…I know Jagi, let me finish.” 

He sighed, looking down at his phone realizing she hung up on him. “Maybe the joke has gone too far hyung.” V said as he leaned on Jin’s shoulder about to board the plane. 

“You might be right.” Everyone else wasn’t leaving until tomorrow, but Jin and V were leaving tonight. V because of a prior engagement with family, and Jin because his wife was not about to be alone on Christmas. 

He scanned through a few messages from her during the day when she thought he’d be home for Christmas. The house neatly decorated, his cat in a Christmas sweater that it obviously hated. She had the tree up and decorated as well. She loved Christmas and though he had his presents under the tree already to her, she didn’t want to open them alone. 

He looked at a picture she had taken of herself earlier during the day. White lingerie on, fishnets, her ass practically begging for a slap. The way her cocoa brown skin glistened in that light had him breathing hard. She got her hair done as well, very curly hanging down her back, a finger in her mouth. He couldn’t wait to go home. 

As they sat in their seats, he heard V chuckling over his shoulder. “You’ve got a nice present waiting for you.” 

Jin quickly scrolled out of the picture, giving V a death glare as the pink haired man held up his hands in defense. Jin answered him. “Now you know why I’m so eager to get home. I’ll save you some of her cookies though.” 

“You better! I hope she made those butterscotch ones.” V rubbed his stomach just thinking about them. 


>>> slammed a cabinet shut as she got a glass of orange juice chugging it fast. “I told him! Oh my god I told him!” What she really wanted to do was drink, but on Christmas Eve? 

She stalked around the house for awhile, looking out the window at the snow starting to pick up and then at the tree. It was bad enough she had to set it alone. She placed her presents for him under the tree, and the ones for the members on one side. They’d be here Christmas night, it was a sort of tradition now that Christmas night was spent at Jin’s house since she made such a big deal about Christmas. 

Even Namjoon who was an atheist, showed up and although she never forced anything on him, or went overboard with anything, he was into the Christmas spirit of things. 

Sitting down on the couch she closed her eyes and rubbed at her stomach, she just wanted to snuggle up in the bed with Seokjin and call it a night. Have him to nibble on her neck, and ask her to give him something sweet before bed. She smiled at the way he coaxed her into getting naked, truth be told he didn’t have to do much. but it was the feeling he gave her. 

They met at a photo shoot, at first she thought he was just another self absorbed male model; and while he knew he was handsome and confidently showed that, he was so much more. 

He was caring, considerate, wasn’t afraid to get dirty and he could be…kinda funny. She had met EXO’s Suho before and Jin’s humor was right on par with Suho’s. When Jin had approached her and started the conversation off talking about how beautiful she was she nearly shut him down. Until, he told her not to get excited he was speaking about himself. Realizing he was joking with her, she smiled and rolled her eyes. He had no problem chasing her, calling her, sending gifts. He made it known that he wanted her, that she wasn’t just another hot body with glorious lips. Jin knew her, he knew her wants and dreams, he knew her fears. He made sure to become a part of her life that she soon discovered she couldn’t do without. 

So when he asked her to marry him, it was second nature not to think about it and say yes. Two years later, here they were, and he was hoping to finally expand their family. 

>>> laid down on the couch sighing, why couldn’t he just be home. Usually she was ok dealing with the idol thing, but it was times like these that she hated it. Turning on the TV she resolved to finish the rest of her drama before heading to bed, but drowsiness took the best of her and soon she was asleep. 


Jin opened the front door to his home, taking in the smells of gingerbread and spice. He stomped his feet lightly getting the snow off his boots. It was nearly 3AM in Korea, and he closed the door behind him locking it, as he walked into the mud room sitting down to take off his boots. 

A soft meow came from around the hall, and he looked up to his cat Yaongi greeting him. Her soft white fur around his ankles as he bent down to pick her up. 

“Where’s mom? Is she sleep?” Kissing the cats head he placed her back on the floor as he carried his luggage into the living room. 

There she was, asleep on the couch Cheese In The Trap still playing. She was going to be mad when she realized how far she was ahead. Jin set down his bag, coming around the couch. The light of the Christmas tree glowing against her face, he moved her hair from her face.

“Baby…baby.” Her lips parted slowly but she scrunched her face up still sleep. “Jagiya..” Rubbing his nose against her own, she opened her eyes slowly. 

“Jin?”

“Who else?” He moved out of her face, as she sat up grinning, throwing her arms around him. 

“I hate when you do that! You said you couldn’t come home until the 26th!” She squeezed him tight, relishing the feeling of his arms around her waist. 

“I wanted to play a trick on when, but when I heard how mad you were I let it go.” He leaned back kissing her lips gently. “Missed me that much?” 

She kissed his lips again, grabbing his plump lower lip. “I haven’t seen you in a month, of course I have.”

“Ready for bed?” Jin asked, as he stood up sweeping her into his arms. She said nothing, nodding her head as he carried her to the bed, setting her down on the foot of it. “How much did you miss me?” 

The curtains open in their room, his body was illuminated by the full moon. The shadows cast by snowflakes on the wall. Seokjin placed his hands on his belt undoing it slowly. 

“More than words can say.” She answered, eyes eagerly watching his hands.  

Letting his belt drop to the floor, he opened the button on his pants. “I’d like to know what about me you missed so much.” 

Coming to a stand, her hands trailed down his shirt, stopping at his waist. “Mmm your body, I love your form, how I fit so snugly into your side.” 

He held her fingers in his own, lifting her arm around his neck before he began unbuttoning his shirt. “What else?” His face hovering close to hers. 

She brought up her opposite hand to touch his lips, before kissing them. “Your mouth, and your hot tongue on my body.” 

Jin kissed her deeply, letting his tongue rove over her own before speaking again. “Tell me what else?” Dropping his shirt to the floor, he watched as she got on her knees, lips gently kissing as she pulled down his pants. 

She palmed his length through his boxers, and blew warm air on him, listening to him suck in a breath as her mouth moved over his hardening member. “How you taste.” She answered. 

“And what does my Princess want to do now?” His hand on her neck, he was eager for her to begin. 

“Taste daddy cause it’s been so long.” Boxers down, she licked her tongue on his entire length, stopping at the head to give it a gentle suck.

Jin breathed heavily, pushing her head to do it again, watching as a smile crept onto her lips. “Something funny?” 

“Nothing, you want it just as much as I do is all.” He chuckled, watching as she opened her mouth wide swallowing him. 

Letting out a harsh breath, he moved his hips, feeling his tip touch the back of her throat. Her perfect mouth open and ready taking him all in, her nails raking down his stomach, her hands on his ass pushing him into her mouth. 

He was close, he could feel it, but not like this, he wouldn’t waste this now. Pulling her to a stand, Jin lead her back to the bed. The simple shirt she wore came over her head, panties nearly snatched from her body >>> felt his member against her stomach as he laid his body over hers. 

His fingers parting her, rubbing her pearl as he kissed down her neck and claimed her mouth. Raising her legs, as he pushed inside of her grunting at how she felt. She grabbed the sheets in her hands, head thrown back as Jin moaned and began to move. Outside the trees shook with the wind, inside the house she shook with the need to orgasm. The wind blowing frosty air into the night, Jin blowing cool air on her sweaty flesh. 

>>> closed her eyes and felt her body melting screaming as he brought her to orgasm. 


As they laid in bed, Jin trailing his fingers down her arm he spoke softly. “Go to sleep, I don’t need you seeing where I keep your presents.” 

She chuckled. “I won’t peek.” 

“Liar.” He answered. “I saw quite a few out there for me, you know what I really want though?”

She turned in his arms, touching his face, feeling the stubble coming in. “What?” 

Jin moved his face closer to hers to speak against her lips. “A baby.” 

>>> smiled. Getting up from the bed, she grabbed her robe on the ottoman near the door leaving the room. 

“Where are you going?” Jin asked sitting up in bed. 

The pink light of dawn was slowly creeping into the room, and he watched as she came back into the room carrying a small, slender box with her. She crawled onto the bed handing it to him. 

“Open it.” Taking off her robe, she got under the covers, propping her head up on one arm to look at him. 

“We can open presents in the morning, Jagiya, what’s this? That watch I wanted?” Raising an eyebrow at her as they spoke. 

“Open it.” She said again.

Sighing, Jin peeled away the metallic silver foil, a slim white box was revealed and opening that a digital pregnancy test sat on a cotton bed. The words POSITIVE still on the screen he blinked back tears and looked at her then at the test. 

“Merry Christmas.” >>> said smiling as Jin set the test down quickly wrapping her up in a hug. 

Originally posted by btwjimin

things you notice during the 1000th rewatch of The Schuyler Sisters Tony performance

okay so at the beginning of the song Lin is in the background with Groff and Rory and the other guys, literally jumping around (in this screenshot: airborne Lin)

at the beginning of Pippa’s line the guys come forward, and after the second “Look around”, and as the credits begin to roll, Renée and Jonathan are totally jamming in the foreground, while Lin goes to Pippa and kisses her cheek

and then Lin starts to head toward the steps, but before that he finds Leslie

and they do a hip bump

Saw The Lego Ninjago Movie

A fun, harmless kids flick.

Can’t say much more than that. Not because kids films shouldn’t be subject to critical analysis (I could write 1000 words about why they absolutely should), but really, that’s all that this film set out to do. It’s no game changer, but it’s still a smart, fun movie with a solid (though overused, but who cares) message. Good writing, some funny moments and nice visuals make for an enjoyable experience for any age.

A couple small points:

1) great voice casting. I love Kumail Nanjiani, and Dave Franco did some really great emotional voice work.

2) the big action scenes with the mechs felt very transformers-y. Very much Headache inducing.

So ya, good times. 3.99 pillow fluffs out of 5.

I met ryan again today and got him to do a video message for our emmerdale losers™ group chat and he was the cutest person ever instantly knowing we were here for robron, telling us to be excited for october and joking with us saying he’ll make a trailer because we’re not getting one cryyyy (but there will be promo) MY BEAUTIFUL SMILEY AWKWARD BALL OF SUNSHINE I LOVE HIM MORE THAN WORDS CAN SAY

anonymous asked:

"That’s all I’m going to say on the subject." So, essentially, you have nothing? If you truly believe that your hypothetical motivations for Felicity equals 'honesty' - then you're a bit naive. I asked for one instance of Felicity being openly/verbally honest about her feelings for Oliver, to absolutely any character on the show, yet you couldn't do that. Instead, all we have is your interpretation of her actions. Hopefully you can see where I'm coming from.

LOL…this is the problem with getting behind on your asks. What are we talking about?

Okay, found the post. Oh…trust me Anon. I never have nothing to say. I’ve got plenty more to say and you shall hear it my friend. :) Just remember…you asked.

You are right Anon. Felicity has never said “I love you” to Oliver, nor has she said she’s in love with Oliver to anyone. I wasn’t disagreeing with you on that point. My point was…that doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter that she hasn’t said the words. She’s done more than say I love you…she’s lived I love you…every day…for Oliver.

You say those examples are just my interpretations. Sure, your damn straight they are. They are also right. How do I know that? Because the writers have said REPEATEDLY that Felicity is in love with Oliver. So has almost every single cast member on the show. How can they say that Felicity is in love with Oliver if she’s never spoken the words? By your standards, it doesn’t count unless words are spoken- it’s not love unless you say it. I really couldn’t disagree with a sentiment more- whether we’re talking about a TV show or life. The writers have used those actions to SHOW us Felicity’s love. It’s how they are telling the love story - through actions. I’m not naive. I’m watching the show correctly.

There’s a reason Felicity hasn’t said the words. What you are asking for, a blanket verbal statement from Felicity, isn’t something OLIVER was ready to hear. Maybe she would have told him in no uncertain terms that she’s in love with him, but what did Oliver tell her in 2x06?

“Because of the life I lead, I just think it’s better to not be with anyone I could really care about.”

Talk about subtlety. Oliver’s insinuation was as about as subtle as dropping a 300 lb anvil. His point was clear. He acknowledged he had feelings for Felicity but he was NEVER going to act on those feelings. Why? His love for Felicity endangers her. Oliver IS the danger and she’s too important to him. He won’t risk her. He knows he could love her, he just won’t allow himself to.

So you are expecting what? For Felicity to tell Oliver she’s in love with him when he’s just told her he’ll NEVER pursue a romantic relationship with her? So Felicity has to be a glutton for punishment? Get rejected twice? 

The reality is Oliver wasn’t ready to be with Felicity. He wasn’t capable of loving her the way she needs. So what did Felicity do? Did she make it about her? No. She loved Oliver the way he needed, but not necessarily the way she wanted. It’s SELFLESS LOVE. It wasn’t about Felicity. It was about Oliver and what he needed from her. Oliver didn’t need the words, he wasn’t ready for the words. He needed Felicity’s actions. He needed her actively loving him in all those examples I gave you. The actions the WRITERS gave you. Those actions, those acts of love, gave Oliver the strength to become the hero he’s meant to be. It was only when he became the hero Felicity believed he always was, that Oliver was finally ready to say the words

All of those examples I gave you…the ones that you call my interpretations? Those ARE actions of a person loving. What’s that old saying? Actions speak louder than words. It’s true. HOW you love someone is more important than what you say. Are the words important? Of course, but you need the actions behind them. When you can’t say the words, like Felicity couldn’t, actions are all you have. And quite frankly HOW you show your love is one of the best ways, if not THE BEST WAY, to say you love someone. Loving through action is one of the most honest things a person can do.

My husband can tell me he loves me all day long. But if he doesn’t show me? If he doesn’t live that love everyday, the words are empty. Everyday he gets up and he works ass off for this family. He provides for me & our daughter, ensures that I have the luxury of staying home to raise her. After a long week at work he still helps our daughter with her homework, plays with her, mows the lawn, and vacuums the floor for me (because he knows I hate to do it).  Even when I know all he wants to do is watch Big Bang Theory, he watches The Vampire Diaries with me first, just so we can spend time together. Every Sunday before we go up to Communion, he steps aside and lets me walk up the aisle first. He remembers how much milk I like in my tea. He knows I get cold at night, so he snuggles me until I warm up, even if it’s 4 am and I’ve spent all night blogging and he has to get up for work the next morning. He doesn’t go back to sleep until I’m warm & asleep myself.

And every time I’ve been in the hospital, sick, in unimaginable pain but forced to walk up and down the hospital hallways because the doctors always make me walk after every surgery (they say it’s help me get stronger, but I think they’re just sadists) it’s his strong arms around me, encouraging me and holding me up. It’s his arms that carry me to bed, when I’m just too weak to walk on my own. When I told him I didn’t think I could have children, he didn’t say a word. He just kissed me, smiled and let me pick the movie that night. Not only did he stay with me, he asked me to marry him one day. When I did get pregnant and my life was threatened but I refused to terminate the pregnancy, he stood by my side, sometimes counting the seconds for me until I could take more pain medication. He would stay up entire nights, just watching me breathe because the nurses told him the amount of pain medication they gave give me could stop my breathing. He spent day after day rubbing my back, for hours on end, because it was the only thing that helped. Since I was stuck in a hospital bed, he bought me S2 of Buffy The Vampire Slayer because he knew it was my favorite season. He painted the entire nursery green, but when the doctors told us that I if I survived this pregnancy, I could never have more children, he repainted the whole room pink for me. And when our daughter was born at 1 lb 12 oz, I was one of the only women in the NICU with a husband by her side. He didn’t run. He didn’t leave me. He stood by me every step of the way. Did he say he loved me everyday? No. Most of the time I think he was too exhausted to even talk. I was also higher than a kite, so I don’t think I would have understood the words even if he did. Did I know he loved me? Yes. There was never a time in our lives where we talked less and there was never a time in my life where I felt more loved.

Actions. Actions are love. Actions are what matter. Not words. It is in our actions that we show who we truly are. You call this naive? Well my friend, I’ve faced death a few more times than I’m comfortable with and I can promise you it’s not naive. Love finds life in people’s actions. It’s in people’s actions that love is it’s most honest form. That’s not naivete, that’s hard earned wisdom from a life well lived. So maybe now you have a better understanding of where I am coming from.

Felicity doesn’t need to say the words. She’s lived her love for Oliver every day. It’s by her actions that he KNOWS she loves him, it’s by her actions that he feels her love. Her actions are more powerful than words. Her actions are what gives Oliver the strength to become the man she always knew he was, the man she deserves.

And now that he is that man and ready to love Felicity the way she needs, you’ll get your wish Anon. Felicity will tell Oliver that she loves him in 3x01. She will say the words. She will speak the truth. But make no mistake, it’s nothing that Oliver doesn’t already know.

 And now, that’s really all I have to say on the subject. 

We’re going to try to trend “Thanks For The 100” on January 20th at 3pm EST. If you can join in, please do! I want this trend to be big, so the the100writers and cast and everyone involved in making the show can see just how much we love and appreciate them and what they do. If you can’t join in, at least try to help spread the word, please? 
If you have any questions, let me know!

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