i want to make truth songs

anonymous asked:

If Harry's so sick of talking about Haylor as you say why put on his 10 track album song he's written 3 and half years ago which makes reference to her classic look? i am sure he could find another song . He's not dumb he knows that will raise questions. He also didn't have to tweet her lyrics back in 2016. You can not say he is tired of being asked about her when it's furthest from the truth. I don't think they even talk bts but I do think she has huge impact on him and how he deals with r/s

What about…. he wrote a song, that may or may not have anything to do with her… that he genuinely likes because it means something to HIM…. and he put it on HIS album because the song is special and makes him feel good when he listens to/performs it. 1) The only reason it means Haylor to you is because you want it to mean that. 2) The album, at is core, isn’t about anyone but Harry. He is the focus - his experiences, his thoughts, his feelings… I don’t mind a bit of discussion or speculation here or there, but this is starting to really piss me off. I’m sick of people sucking all the life out of these songs just to reduce it to half-assed analyses that comfort you into believing what you want to believe about his life. If the only reason the song is important to you is because you think it’s about H*ylor, then fine, but I think you’re really missing out on the bigger picture. Please, for once try to separate the literal narrative from the emotion and the deeper meanings he’s tying to convey with his music. Part of the reason why Harry’s so sick of talking about her is that no matter wtf he says, so many of you seem to care about nothing else but who the song is about and why.

Like jeez I’m sorry to go off but this is getting so annoying. I don’t like Haylor, no, and I’m not going to. I don’t think the song is about her, but if it is then ????? Okay????? Reducing the song to that is still missing the entire point.

anonymous asked:

I find the idea of Carolina so charming. I know we all fantasise about having him write a song about us, but the truth is, everyone leaves impressions every day. When you think about it, there could be any number of people out there who remember crossing paths with you and grin at the thought. And I think that's wicked.

We have no idea of the impressions we leave on people, literally no idea. So yeah, I quite enjoy the concept of impacting him in a way that makes him want to write about it. It’s the dream, isn’t it? Can you imagine hearing him sing about you, even if it’s something silly and cheeky? I’d love to be in that position and I’d never take it for granted or take advantage of it. It’d be incredible and that would be enough to make me happy.

Ask Me Stuff 😉
  1. Full name
  2. Zodiac sign
  3. 3 Fears Spiders
  4. 3 things I love
  5. 4 turns ons
  6. 4 turns offs 
  7. My best friend 
  8. Sexual orientation
  9. My best first date
  10. How tall am I
  11. What do I miss

  12. What time were I born

  13. Favourite colour Black

  14. Do I have a crush

  15. Favourite quote

  16. Favourite place

  17. Favourite food

  18. Do I use sarcasm

  19. What am I listening to right now

  20. First thing I notice in new person

  21. Shoe size

  22. Eye colour

  23. Hair colour

  24. Favourite style of clothing

  25. Ever done a prank call?

  26. What colour of underwear I’m wearing now?

  27. Meaning behind my URL

  28. Favourite movie

  29. Favourite song

  30. Favourite band

  31. How I feel right now

  32. Someone I love

  33. My current relationship status

  34. My relationship with my parents

  35. Favourite holiday

  36. Tattoos and piercings?

  37. Tattoos and piercing i want

  38. The reason I joined Tumblr

  39. Do I and my last ex hate each other?

  40. Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?

  41. Have I ever kissed the last person you texted?

  42. When did I last hold hands?

  43. How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?

  44. Have I shaved your legs in the past three days?

  45. Where am I right now?

  46. If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?

  47. Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?

  48. Do I live with my Mom and Dad?

  49. Am I excited for anything?

  50. Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?

  51. How often do I wear a fake smile?

  52. When was the last time I hugged someone?

  53. What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?

  54. Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?

  55. What is something I disliked about today?

  56. If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

  57. What do I think about most?

  58. What’s my strangest talent?

  59. Do I have any strange phobias?

  60. Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?
  61. What was the last lie I told?

  62. Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

  63. Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?

  64. Do I believe in magic?
  65. Do I believe in luck?

  66. What’s the weather like right now?

  67. What was the last book I’ve read?

  68. Do I like the smell of gasoline?

  69. Do I have any nicknames?

  70. What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?

  71. Do I spend money or save it?

  72. Can I touch my nose with a tongue?

  73. Is there anything pink in 10 feets from me?

  74. Favourite animal?

  75. What was I doing last night at 12 AM?

  76. What do I think is Satan’s last name is?

  77. What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?

  78. How can you win my heart?

  79. What would I want to be written on my tombstone?

  80. What is my favourite word

  81. My top 5 blogs on tumblr

  82. If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?

  83. Do I have any relatives in jail?

  84. I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?

  85. What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?

  86. What is my current desktop picture?

  87. Had sex?

  88. Bought condoms?

  89. Gotten pregnant?

  90. Failed a class?

  91. Kissed a boy?

  92. Kissed a girl?

  93. Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?

  94. Had job?

  95. Left the house without my wallet?

  96. Bullied someone on the internet?

  97. Had sex in public?

  98. Played on a sports team?

  99. Smoked weed?

  100. Did drugs?

  101. Smoked cigarettes?

  102. Drank alcohol?

  103. Am I a vegetarian/vegan?

  104. Been overweight?

  105. Been underweight?

  106. Been to a wedding?

  107. Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?

  108. Watched TV for 5 hours straight?

  109. Been outside my home country?

  110. Gotten my heart broken?

  111. Been to a professional sports game?

  112. Broken a bone?

  113. Cut myself?

  114. Been to prom?

  115. Been in airplane?

  116. Fly by helicopter?

  117. What concerts have I been to?

  118. Had a crush on someone of the same sex?

  119. Learned another language?

  120. Wore make up?

  121. Lost my virginity before I was 18?

  122.  Had oral sex?

  123. Dyed my hair?

  124. Voted in a presidential election?

  125. Rode in an ambulance?

  126. Had a surgery?

  127. Met someone famous?

  128. Stalked someone on a social network?

  129. Peed outside?

  130. Been fishing?

  131. Helped with charity?

  132. Been rejected by a crush?

  133. Broken a mirror?

  134. What do I want for birthday?

  135. How many kids do I want and what will be their names?

  136. Was I named after anyone?

  137. Do I like my handwriting?

  138. What was my favourite toy as a child? 
  139. Favourite Tv Show?

  140. Where do I want to live when older?

  141. Play any musical instrument?

  142. One of my scars, how did I get it?

  143. Favourite pizza toping?

  144. Am I afraid of the dark?

  145. Am I afraid of heights?

  146. Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?

  147. Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?
  148. What I’m really bad at

  149. What my greatest achievements are

  150. The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me

  151. What I’d do if I won in a lottery

  152. What do I like about myself

  153. My closest Tumblr friend

  154. Something I fantasise about my ex
Send me numbers please

Send me some numbers yo, I’ll answer them all.

Please, I’m extremely bored. :)

  • 1:Name
  • 2:Age
  • 3:3 Fears
  • 4:3 things I love
  • 5:4 turn ons
  • 6:4 turn offs
  • 7:My best friend
  • 8:Sexual orientation
  • 9:My best first date
  • 10:How tall am I?
  • 11:What/Who do I miss?
  • 12:What time was I born?
  • 13:Favourite color
  • 14:Do I have a crush?
  • 15:Favourite quote
  • 16:Favourite place
  • 17:Favourite food
  • 18:Do I use sarcasm?
  • 19:What am I listening to right now?
  • 20:First thing I notice in a new person
  • 21:Shoe size
  • 22:Eye color
  • 23:Hair color
  • 24:Favourite style of clothing
  • 25:Ever done a prank call?
  • 27:Meaning behind my URL
  • 28:Favourite movie
  • 29:Favourite song
  • 30:Favourite band
  • 31:How I feel right now
  • 32:Someone I love
  • 33:My current relationship status
  • 34:My relationship with my parents
  • 35:Favourite holiday
  • 36:Tattoos and piercings i have
  • 37:Tattoos and piercings i want
  • 38:The reason I joined Tumblr
  • 39:Do I and my last ex hate each other?
  • 40:Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?
  • 41:Have I ever kissed the last person you texted?
  • 42:When did I last hold hands?
  • 43:How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?
  • 44:Have you shaved your legs in the past three days?
  • 45:Where am I right now?
  • 46:If I were drunk and can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?
  • 47:Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?
  • 48:Do I live with my Mom and Dad?
  • 49:Am I excited for anything?
  • 50:Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?
  • 51:How often do I wear a fake smile?
  • 52:When was the last time I hugged someone?
  • 53:What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me?
  • 54:Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?
  • 55:What is something I disliked about today?
  • 56:If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?
  • 57:What do I think about most?
  • 58:What’s my strangest talent?
  • 59:Do I have any strange phobias?
  • 60:Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?
  • 61:What was the last lie I told?
  • 62:Do I perfer talking on the phone or video chatting online?
  • 63:Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?
  • 64:Do I believe in magic?
  • 65:Do I believe in luck?
  • 66:What’s the weather like right now?
  • 67:What was the last book I’ve read?
  • 68:Do I like the smell of gasoline?
  • 69:Do I have any nicknames?
  • 70:What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?
  • 71:Do I spend money or save it?
  • 72:Can I touch my nose with a tongue?
  • 73:Is there anything pink within 10 ft from me?
  • 74:Favourite animal?
  • 75:What was I doing last night at 12 AM?
  • 76:What do I think is Satan’s last name is?
  • 77:What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?
  • 78:How can you win my heart?
  • 79:What would I want to be written on my tombstone?
  • 80:What is my favorite word?
  • 81:My top 5 blogs on tumblr
  • 82:If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?
  • 83:Do I have any relatives in jail?
  • 84:What superpower would I have?
  • 85:What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?
  • 86:What is my current desktop picture?
  • 87:Had sex?
  • 88:Bought condoms?
  • 89:Gotten pregnant?
  • 90:Failed a class?
  • 91:Kissed a boy?
  • 92:Kissed a girl?
  • 93:Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?
  • 94:Had job?
  • 95:Left the house without my wallet?
  • 96:Bullied someone on the internet?
  • 97:Had sex in public?
  • 98:Played on a sports team?
  • 99:Smoked weed?
  • 100:Did drugs?
  • 101:Smoked cigarettes?
  • 102:Drank alcohol?
  • 103:Am I a vegetarian/vegan?
  • 104:Been overweight?
  • 105:Been underweight?
  • 106:Been to a wedding?
  • 107:Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?
  • 108:Watched TV for 5 hours straight?
  • 109:Been outside my home country?
  • 110:Gotten my heart broken?
  • 111:Been to a professional sports game?
  • 112:Broken a bone?
  • 113:Cut myself?
  • 114:Been to prom?
  • 115:Been in airplane?
  • 116:Fly by helicopter?
  • 117:What concerts have I been to?
  • 118:Had a crush on someone of the same sex?
  • 119:Learned another language?
  • 120:Wore make up?
  • 121:Lost my virginity before I was 18?
  • 122:Had oral sex?
  • 123:Dyed my hair?
  • 124:Voted in a presidential election?
  • 125:Rode in an ambulance?
  • 126:Had a surgery?
  • 127:Met someone famous?
  • 128:Stalked someone on a social network?
  • 129:Peed outside?
  • 130:Been fishing?
  • 131:Helped with charity?
  • 132:Been rejected by a crush?
  • 133:Broken a mirror?
  • 134:What do I want for birthday?
  • 135:How many kids do I want and what will be their names?
  • 136:Was I named after anyone?
  • 137:Do I like my handwriting?
  • 138:What was my favourite toy as a child?
  • 139:Favourite Tv Show?
  • 140:Where do I want to live when older?
  • 141:Play any musical instrument?
  • 142:One of my scars, how did I get it?
  • 143:Favourite pizza toping?
  • 144:Am I afraid of the dark?
  • 145:Am I afraid of heights?
  • 146:Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?
  • 147:Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?
  • 148:What I’m really bad at
  • 149:What my greatest achievements are
  • 150:What I’d do if I won the lottery
(English Subs + Text) Soraru and Mafumafu’s new Cooking Videos

”I tried making Sticky Ramen for my friend”
I’ve subbed Soraru’s latest video on his official channel where he tries to cook a meal for Mafumafu! :O If the English subs don’t pop up immediately, click the gear icon and enable them~

Below the “read more” is the full transcript for Mafumafu’s video!
Watch Mafumafu’s video here.
I can’t subtitle it because his channel doesn’t have community contributions enabled, sorry! ;_; But feel free to share the link to this post if you see people wanting to know what’s happening in the video!
This goes line by line and might be a bit hard to understand without the video side by side, so feel free to ask if you have any questions~ I hope you enjoy both videos! :)
(Please do not use these translations to upload a subbed version of either video to Youtube or anywhere else)

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WAKE ME UP MV: my explanation

Ok, so WAKE ME UP MV is seriously a BIG THING. It’s full of meanings and symbolism and I’ll try to give my explanation of every character and scene. 

1. The first girl:

Ok, so here we have this girl, who looks at herself in the mirror with a sad and dissatisfied expression. She obviously repels herself, she thinks she’s not enough, not beautiful enough for the society we live in. I think this has a feminist meaning. Girls always feel pressured to be perfect, beautiful and feminine, nobody cares about what they think, they just have to be pretty. So this one character, to me, represent sexism in our society. 

2. The “bird” guy:

Ok so this one is very complex. So we see him talking on the phone. He’s obviously anxious and unhappy. We have the first hint: he has anxiety. But I think there’s more. I think he also feels pressured to be someone he’s not. I feel like he’s hiding something to the people he knows, and the first thing I thought about was his sexuality. 

We see him acting like a bird. So, he wants to be FREE. To be his true self, to love who he wants, etc. Not just that, with his freedom he wants to “kill” (figuratively, obviously) the people that (maybe) bullied him or are stopping him from being himself. 

So, I think this guy symbolizes homophobia in our society. 

3. The bathroom guy:

This one is pretty obvious to someone that has studied pschology. So this guy has schizophrenia, or a similiar psychosis. He probably hears voices (allucinations) and has suicide tendencies. The meaning here is: society stigmatizes and mocks mentally ill people. So this guy represents ableism in our society. 

4. The drugged girl:

Drug abuse, depression and isolation. She feels like she can’t live without medicines. Like the third guy, she represents mental illness and the marginalization of mentally ill people. 

5. The girl with food:

I ADORED THIS PART. GENIUS OK.

So, these are Yongguk’s rap lines present in this scene: “Viva la Revolution. Be alert, this delusion has swallowed you In the grey city. Polluted air and cold temperature. Infect rotten brains and spines. Realize the tainted truth It’s a shell within a fractured subject. FREE, LOVE, REAL, ILL.”

This girl here is eating worms, a metaphor for society’s lies. We’re fed up with bullshit, this society only gives us lies, they make us eat shit in the form of good food. They try to sedate us with consumerism, making us unable to see all the racist, sexist, corrupted soup of lies. Once you understand this, once you know the truth, life becomes much more difficult. So difficult that you just can’t eat up their bullshit anymore: you want to fight them all.

6. The revolution guy:

This part was so beautiful. So this guy is protesting peacefully. The sign says “emotion revolution”. He’s telling other people to stand up, to change the world, and to do it with kindness and empathy. He wants people to understand society issues, different and marginalized people struggles. But his voice can’t be heard. He has no impact on people cause people don’t want to change, they don’t want to see the truth. 

His protest can’t be heard when it’s peaceful. So the only way to have an impact on people is with violence. This part means: marginalized people always tried to make society understand their issues, but peaceful protests were never enough. 

7. The TV:

TV is the symbol of information. Artists can have a great impact on people, and they can use this “power” to give people information about our corrupted word, our racist, sexist, ableist society. This is what B.A.P are doing. They want us to know, to understand that an “emotion revolution” is important. I think here B.A.P are also telling other artists to do the same, because with music you can really change the world and make it better. 

8. The light:

Artists and aware people are the light in our path of darkness. In this blind world that can’t see reality, if we unite our voices we can make others realize the truth. B.A.P are aware, and they want others to follow their light.

9. The revolution:

Well obviously this ending scene represent the revolution finally being a real thing. People are free to express themselves. The dancing represent freedom. This is the ideal society, the one where people are free to be themselves.

Final thoughts:

WAKE ME UP is not only a meaningful song, but also a meaningful video. I see comunism, socialism, anarchy, but also empathy, kindness, awareness. B.A.P are brave and amazing, and I really hope that someday their worth will be recognized worldwide. 

PS: sorry for the writing, I’m italian so….yeah. Sorry ;-;

Company | Brett Talbot

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

You Chose The Overconfident Brett 

Song inspo: Company by Tinashe

I don’t need the lovin’
So don’t make this something, see
I’m nothing like a girlfriend
I’m not like someone I’m supposed to be
And I just want some company, company
I just need some company
I just need some company
I just need some company

Part One


After truth and dare, the party started to get a little boring. Everyone was either screwing their brains out or going home. I didn’t want to go home, I came to have a good time and a good lay. The only person who honestly intrigued me was Y/N. She had this energy around her that made my skin heat and blood boil.

Y/N leaned against a wall, drinking probably beer out of a red cup. Her legs looked tasty with those shorts on, the same shorts that accentuated her ass in the most magnificent way. I had to leave here with a victory and you bet I was for damn sure leaving with that sex symbol. I walked over to her and stood in front of her.

“Talbot, how may I help you?”
“I’m a horny teenager slash shark who needs to feed”
“So why do you need me?”
“Don’t play coy, right about now, you look like a juicy, fresh, thick bag of meat,” Brett leaned in close to your face and nipped your bottom lip with his teeth.
“Just waiting to be devoured.”
He smiled at the significant change in your heartbeat because as he got close to you, his hand traveled up your side, his palm burning your skin upon contact.
“So, how about my place?”
Y/N appeared flustered and confused with what just happened. Brett caught her squeezing her thighs together to ease the wetness dripping into her panties.
“Let’s go.”
Brett smiled and took her hand to lead the way out of the party.

Brett allowed you to use his aux cord to listen to music. Forgetting that the phone was on shuffle, the speakers began to play Kiss it better by Rihanna. He smirked and kept his eyes on the road. Just as you looked away, you could feel a hand rested on your knee. You didn’t react until it traveled up your thigh and massaged your inner thighs. You considered letting Brett finger you right now in this car seat but decided against it. You grabbed his hand and moved it away when he looked at you, you gave him a wicked smile. Perhaps if he was Isaac, you would’ve let him but this was Brett and you wanted to torture him as much as he could bear it.

You leaned over the seat and rubbed little circles around his thigh. He didn’t move because he didn’t want you to think you were affecting him. Truth be told, it took a lot to impress Brett, considering how many girls he’d been with. You kissed along his neck, your hand now resting on his crotch, gently palming him through his jeans.

You reached for his zipper and slowly pulled it down the reached into his boxers to fish out his long, semi-hard cock. You couldn’t help but gape at how big it was. It was wasn’t fat or thick but it had to be around 8 inches and he wasn’t even fully hard. Brett smirked once he felt you pause, “What’s the matter, sweetheart? You can’t do the job?” You rolled your eyes even if he couldn’t see you. Your goal was to make this boy moan or groan by the end of this endeavor. You stroked his length up and down, just to get started.

Once again, Brett did not respond to your touches. You adjusted yourself in the seat and lower your face to his lap. Thankfully, your buns provided to be a confidence booster so you wouldn’t have to worry about any hair in your face. You kissed his tip as if it were his lips then you sank your head down halfway while stroking the base. Brett didn’t expect you to go straight for it and lost his concentration. The car veered to the left just a bit before he gained back control. Got him.

Brett tried so hard not to moan as your warm mouth suckled on his cock, lapping up the precum dripping out the tip. He could feel himself hardening against the underside of your tongue as you licked his shaft from bottom to top. In order to stop the upcoming moans, Brett tightened his grip on the wheel and closed his eyes to feel the pleasure of your warm and inviting mouth wrapped around his cock.  

A horn from another car jerked Brett out of his euphoria. He yanked on the wheel and flew his eyes open. You took a risk and sank a bit deeper, moaning to prevent gagging on his long erection.

“Ahh…god!” He groaned aloud.

You bobbed your head up and down, taking him further in you each time you went down. Your hands never failed to get the parts of him you couldn’t reach. Brett was now under your control. The car hit a bumpy surface and the next thing you knew, Brett’s hand was on your head.

“Just like that, oh my… Fuck me,” Brett’s moaning became louder and you knew what was to come. You let go of him and stroked him furiously. Once you felt him twitch you latched back on and swirled your head around. A burst of saltiness sprayed into your mouth cum his viscous fluid swam down your throat. You made sure to get every drop. Brett pulled you off of him in a hurry.

“If I don’t fuck you right now, I will murder the next person I see.”

You smiled at Brett’s hungry words and stepped outside of the car. You unbuttoned your shorts and slid them off. Brett watched you climb on top of the hood and lay with your legs spread out. Just as Brett got out the car, you pulled the bralette down and began to play with your nipples, rolling them in between your fingers and tugging on it to create friction. You moaned as you pleasure yourself and having Brett watch you, added to your enjoyment.

Luckily your eyes were closed so you couldn’t see his gold eyes shine in the dark as he watched you play with yourself. Brett locked his arms under your knees and kissed your clothed clit. You gasped as he began to suck on it through the fabric. Finally, he brought a claw to shred the underwear off so he could suck the juices that were built up while you blew him in the car. You arched your back towards his mouth, your hips practically rode his face as you moved up and down on his expert tongue. You were so close to an orgasm but Brett was getting impatient. He had to have you now.

Forgetting about a condom, Brett pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles, placed his hands under your knees, and rammed himself inside you. You both cried in relief, your walls immediately closed around him.

“Holy shit… Y/N, your so fucking tight, oh my God.”

Thankfully, your wet pussy allowed him to slide in and out. After a few thrusts, you came around him. Once you adjusted, Brett pushed all that he had so deep into you that you could feel the tip prodding against your womb. His pace picked up and he started to go hard and fast, the car moving a little with each deep thrust. You were both moaning and grunting as you both fucked on the car for anyone passing to see.

Reaching down with one hand, you circled Brett’s cock with your fingers as it slipped in and out of your pussy. Brett groaned at this new incredible feeling as no one had ever done that before. You used one of your wet fingers to touch your clit, rubbing it quickly, going with the rhythm of his thrusts.

Once you felt your stomach knot, you pulsed around his cock. Brett took note of that, placing one of your legs over his shoulder then wrapping a hand around your red choker. The new position allowed Brett to slam against your g-spot.

Headlights shone in your direction and you could hear a few gasps. You recognized one of the voices as Mason and Hayden, “Oh my God, is that, Y/N?”

Feelings of pure lust, mixed with the thrill of being exposed to your friends, coursed through your body as you laid panting on the car hood. Brett groaned, signaling the start of his orgasm as he too looked at the passing car.

“Oh fuck, I’m coming…”

Your tightening and release forced Brett to cum into you, your throbbing walls milking his hot, ropes of white cum. Brett still continued with some pretty powerful thrusts, making the both of your orgasms last. The car completely drove away as the two of you crashed.

His cock softened as he stood between your quivering legs, you softly moaned as it slipped out of you. The mixture of both cum had Brett thinking how it was going to leave a stain on his car. “So, you’re gonna clean my car, right?”
You chuckled at his sly comment, “only if you promise to fuck me like that again.”

To my future girlfriend

At first I may be really awkward and weird, but it’s because you make me nervous. I’m scared that I’ll scare you away…
The hopeless romantic in me will always be calling you beautiful, angel, princess, babe, baby girl, gorgeous, and any sweet pet name you can think of. I’ll also buy you flowers and make you dinners. You’ll be surprised with candle lit dinners here and there. I’ll take you to the beach so I can plan a picnic and watch the sun set over the water. I’ll play you songs on my guitar and sing every song that reminds me of you to you.
I’ll always strive to make you smile, make you happy, pick you up when you’re down. My goal will always be to be there for you no matter what. I don’t want to be just your girlfriend but your best friend. You won’t ever have to worry about me talking to other girls, cuz you’ll be the only girl on my mind. I’ll tell you the truth always, I don’t want to keep anything from you.
We’ll cuddle and watch movies and take my dog on walks together. When I kiss you I will kiss you like I haven’t seen you forever. I won’t ever want to go without your kisses.
When you’re sick, I’ll be by your side taking care of you and nursing you back to health. I’ll let you sleep on me and cuddle with me and I’ll hold your hair if you’re getting sick. I want to show you I care about you and even when you’re really sick, I’ll still think you’re beautiful.
To my future girlfriend, whoever you are… I hope you’ll keep me as yours.

My chemical romance sentence starters

“I never said I’d lie and wait forever.”

“I’m not okay!”

“Well if you wanted honesty that’s all you had to say”

“Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out of the second story?”

“You wear me out!”

“I held you close as we both shook.”

“For the last time take a good hard look!”

“Forget about the dirty looks!”

“You said you read me like a book!”

“I’m okay now!”

“But you really need to listen to me because I’m tell you the truth! I’m okay!”

“I’m not o-fucking-kay!”

“And they found you on the bathroom floor…”

“I miss you!”

“Singing songs that make you want to slit your wrists.”

“They’re gonna clean up your looks with all their lies and their books.”

“Because the drugs never work.”

“They’re gonna give you a smirk cuz they got methods of keeping you clean.”

“Maybe they’ll leave you alone but not me!”

“You ain’t gonna fit in much kid!”

“Teenagers scare the living shit out of me!”

“Gravity don’t mean too much to me!”

“I’m who I’ve got to be!”

“I’ve got a bullet proof heart.”

“Let’s blow a hole in this town!”

“Stay out of the light.”

“You can sat a prayer if you need to.”

“Another knife in my hands.”

“I’m so dirty,babe!”

“I fall out of grace!”

“A stain that never comes off of the sheets.”

“It ain’t for the money and it sure as hell ain’t for the fame!”

“Down we go,down we go,and we all fall down!”

“And we’ll all dance along to the tune of your death.”

“They gave us two shots to the back of the head.”

“And we’re all dead now!”

“Wait until it fades to black and ride off into the sunset!”

“Got you in my sights!”

“Well I’m asking you cuz she’s got nothing to say.”

“Would I lie to you? That girl/boy ain’t right in the brain.”

“Now I know that I can’t make you stay.”

“But where’s your heart?”

anonymous asked:

This album is such a smoke & mirror by now well always tbh I always thought it's shady and now during DUNKIRK haha sure

I know right?? No one in their right mind would want an album out for him that time.

I mean… Remember his mixtape? Remember the song titles that were released? I mean by all means he can release one tomorrow and maybe none of them will be about love (however his balance of released songs says otherwise) but I still think he won’t ever want to lie about any of his songs, ever.

The junk he piled up as a response for the question about iicf was heartbreaking. His face was twitching from repeating that yeah we played it on the piano.. yeah. Instead of telling the truth.

I believe he made it perfectly clear what kind of image he wants for himself. Another Man, no winter gf, Dunkirk.

An album in the middle of a movie promo season makes no sense.

At least not until the new team is announced and the band is reunited PLUS HL are out.

Remember this ‘album’ has been in the works since 2013 and it’s still nowhere. I believe that yes, he will want to release music but not in the near future and definitely not during/ before Dunkirk.

High School Headcanon: Saeran

I’ll try to make these High School headcanons weekly. I’ll start with Saeran since anon 2 requested him specifically. So there you go! Hope you like this! ^^


  • Well, he is always skipping class. And when he is there, he is sleeping on his desk, doodling nonsense or writing songs for his band (yep,he’s that guy)
  •  You are just regular, not a slack off, but also not a genius. You are extremely nice and pretty, though, which makes you a strong candidate for prom queen.
  • And you’re committed to your campaign, handing out bottoms to everybody and telling to vote for you.
  • “Hey, Saeran! Vote for me!” he looks at you head to toes. How do you know his name? People usually refer to him as “the creepy” or, even worse… “Saeyoung’s brother”
  •  Well, you probably went through the names of all your classmates. Yeah, he reminds that day you came in late for… geography class? Or it was history? WHO CARES? You’re just doing your campaign for that stupid prom thing! You must be really lame to care for this!
  • After that, he keeps bumping to you everywhere, you are always smiling, what’s wrong with you ? Yes, on the “Most likely to…” game, you’re probably the one who, well, proposed the “Most likely too” game, in the first place. Ugh…
  • His band is performing on this underground pub downtown, and he almost misses his guitar riff when he spots you in the crowd. What are you doing here? Have you lost a bet or something?
  •  You look… really interesting on those tight leather pants and loose hair falling on your shoulders, and your eyeliner is on point! Maybe you have a twin who’s very different from you like he has?
  • “Saeran, hi!” nope, it’s definitely you. “Hey, uh… MC, right?” he pretends to not know your name, but he never forgot ever since you gave him that bottom, which he kept, for some reason.
  • “Dude, your band is sick! I’ve been following since you played at the senior’s party! Who’s the composer?” “Uh, that would be me…” “Wow, so cool! You’re really talented, congratulations!” your looks tell something, but the princess attitude from schools is still there, you’re… really weird.
  • “Thanks, I guess… which… which song you liked the most?” “Hum… probably ‘The Sky’…” shit, it was his best work!
  • “Yeah, I… composed to my brother…” you’re looking at him so curiously, waiting for him to tell you everything. You’re such a groupie! That’s so… so… unexpected and… adorable?
  • You hanged with him and his band buddies all night. It was so easy to tell you’re trying really hard not to fangirl and play this cool grunge girl. He caught him smiling at you, and when you smiled back, looking straight at him, he blushed…shit!
  • Truth is you feel like you know everything about him because of his songs. Everything he ever wrote is so personal and deep, and that along with the rumors on school about his twisted family makes you want get really close to him…
  • His band buddies got the vibe and let you two alone. You’re sitting on the dumpster outside the pub.
  • “So,I… need to ask. Prom queen? Seriously?” he breaks the ice, trying not to stare too much. “Well, I I would be remembered for a while, you know? Wouldn’t you like to leave school being memorable?” “Nah, I’m cool.”
  • “Well, you say that because you’re pretty memorable. Everybody knows the weird guy who sleeps in every geography class. But me…” he couldn’t believe what he was listening, haven’t you ever noticed people staring at you when you come down the hallway? Oh, low self esteem… yeah, he knew a couple of things about that…
  • “But, who cares? I’m not gonna win anyways…” “Why is that?” “Well, I’m the underdog, you know? They won’t vote for a boring sophomore and…” he grabs your chin and stares at you. It’s so quiet he can hear you heartbeat exhilarating.
  • “You’re not boring. You’re fun, and sweet, and have a great musical taste.” You giggle and he smiles again, goddamit! Why can’t he stop smiling? “I appreciate it, but… yeah, I should accept defeat by now…”
  • “The hell you will! No, if you lose, you’ll… you’ll have to cut your hair and dye it on purple.” “What? No, I won’t!” “Yes, you will! It’s a bet, if you lose, bye bye bouncy, long and silky hair… if you win… I’ll dye mine, you choose the color!”
  • “Are you serious?” “Dead serious!” “Hum… fine. Just because I really want to be the one to dye your hair, I’m thinking of a ombré with white and pink, you’ll look even hotter and…” “You think I’m hot?” you blush, and again, he’s smiling.
  • And having Saeran as your canvasser (he and his punk fellas threatening to punch people if they don’t vote for you, that is), you won.
  • But you almost couldn’t make it to the crowning ceremony, as you were watching Saeran’s band perform somewhere else.
  • Both of you came very late, and the room was pretty empty when you dragged him to dance at least one song with you. “So… I guess you missed your chance to see me on a pixie haircut, too bad…” “Well, you would look hot anyhow and…” “You think I’m hot?” he’s blushing, but you don’t even notice as you kiss him in the lips and tangle your fingers on his hair, the hair you’ll turn pink and white pretty soon.

this is another apology. i’m sorry about your skin and all of the cuts, i wish that i could kiss them all away. i’m sorry about your voice and how they belong to someone else. i’m sorry about not listening, i’m sorry for always making you apologize for the stupidest things. i’m sorry about your hair and how you always fixed it up, but to me it was just another day. i should’ve told you that you were beautiful. i should’ve told you that you were my one and only. i’m sorry about your smile and how it’s a bit broken, you have all of your teeth, but not all of your happy, baby, please tell me that you’re no longer mad with me. i’m sorry about love and how badly it changed us, if i could go back, i would make every single mistake all over again. i deserve to be here, to learn. you deserve your current happiness. you’re wonderful. i’m sorry that i wasn’t able to make you laugh more often, i guess my broken home leaked into your tears, baby, do you have fears too? are you insecure too? kurt cobain once said that people aren’t true, i’m sorry that we both fucked each other over. some secrets best left to the worst parts of us, i’m sorry about all of the things i never got to tell you, i’m sorry for making you feel like i didn’t love you. i’m sorry about the way you wore that dress and all i wanted was for you to take it off. mama raised me right, but all I ever did was write my truths down wrong, i guess i’m just another sad song that doesn’t like people to sing along. papa wasn’t around is not an excuse, kind hearted feathers grow from my roots, i’m sorry that i was such an asshole to you. i’m sorry for fucking you instead of making love to you. i’m sorry about being high half of the time when i kissed you. i’m sorry about your story and how i was both an amazing part and a tragedy, do you believe in karma? in some ways, i am the skin around your heart. some days, i can’t get you out of my head. it’ll be a few years pretty soon, but i still have your phone number memorized. you may change up your personality and smile differently. work your dream job and have someone new, but when i run into you and we’re just strangers, i think i’ll always be a little sorry even if you forgive me. i’m sorry, i’m sorry– this is my letter of post skies trying to look pretty, this is my apology of a love that tried to feel gorgeous, this is my sincerity because if i forget to look both ways while i cross the street some day and a man is drunk and high while texting his baby mama and he forgot to get his brakes checked last week because he’s always procrastinating like how i was back in high school when all i wanted to do was write you love letters and he never quite got it figured out, so on his way home from work as he took two more tabs to numb the pain and he looks up and it’s just me, baby, it’s just me– maybe karma has a plan for me.

Warm Me Up pt. 21

songs I listened to: Wasting all These Tears- Cassadee Pope, Echoes of Love (yes still), Here Without You- 3 Doors Down, Through Glass- Stone Sour, So Sick- Ne-Yo, Water Under the Bridge and Turning Tables- Adele

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Classes were relatively easier now. It wasn’t so hard to keep up. And now, with Spring break, Will finally had some breathing room. Sadly, breathing room also meant thinking time. And he didn’t want that.

Paolo, Alex, and Cecil were sitting in the café with him. Alex and Cecil were going back home. Paolo would be staying, because a trip back to Brazil was too expensive for just a week. While they chattered on mindlessly, Will’s eyes drifted to the door on the side of the café. Then to the pillar outside. To the smoke clouds from the people sitting outside, happily talking to their friends.

“Okay, my ride’s here, I have to get my things,” Cecil said as he stood. “I’ll see you all next week.”

They waved at him and Alex squirmed anxiously in his seat. “I guess I have to go back some time, right?”

“Remember, you have us here. We’ll welcome you with open arms the second you get back,” Will offered.

“And a lot of cookie dough and blankets,” Paolo added. “We’re here for you, Alex.”

“Thanks guys.” He took a breath and gave them a thumbs up. “Wish me luck.” He left the café and Will watched as he zipped through the crowd.

Suddenly, a hand was on his forearm. He looked over at Paolo who was looking at him curiously with black eyes. “What’s on your mind?”

“Nothing,” he muttered. “Why do you ask?”

“Because I know you. And I can read your expressions. So spill.” Will rolled his eyes and began folding a napkin mindlessly. “It’s him, right?”

“It’s stupid,” he muttered. He shook his head and tossed the napkin aside. “I thought that by giving him his stupid sweater back I would be able to let go of everything else. The last little bit of hope and, by default, whatever emotions I have left.” He felt a burn in the back of his eyes and sighed as he shut them, putting his forehead in his hand. “But then, I see those stupid marks on his neck and… it hurt. It still hurt. Now I have this image in my head of some random guy kissing him, and… him kissing that guy back. And it hurts.” His voice broke and he groaned in frustration.

After a second, Paolo nudged him and pulled him up from his seat. “Come on,” he said. Will frowned, but followed. “We’re going for a drive.” He hauled him to Will’s car and asked for the keys. Will gave him the keys uncertainly and got in.

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Nadeshiko Glass Cannon : Story of Hirate Yurina (平手友梨奈)

Today marks the day of Keyakizaka major debut. 6 April 2016, 20 girls were introduced to the press to become Nogizaka sister group. What kind of music they would produce, what kind of appeal they would develop to grow a fanbase, all was unknown. Among those girls stood a rather young and plain one, wearing a mushroom haircut. With a calm and poised speech, she declared her will to do her best on behalf of the group. Little did we know that she would become the unmovable center of Keyakizaka. The further we dove into her world, the more questions roses. Just who is Hirate Yurina? But this is precisely her appeal : this mysterious side of her. Fans wants to know more about her, and for each layer of her personality lifted, the more fascinating she become.

“Techi” comes from her name “hirate” (平手)and friendly suffixe “chan”. To make it more original, “Hirate-chan” became “Hiratechi” then “Techi”. Credit to  @yurina46tento.

Prior to their first release, Silent Majority, there was roughly 2-3 months of introduction during “Keyakitte, Kakenai?” their regular variety show. Hirate isn’t the extrovert kind of girl, and started the series as very quiet and humble. This shyness is quite understandable after all, this is the first time most of the girls step into the idol world. You could catch sparkles of excitement from her when MC (Tsuchida & Sawabe) talked about japanese comedians (she’s fond of them), but overall she was just waiting for the two host to ask her questions and react from it. It can be seen as passive. Furthermore, her lack of reactivity encouraged Tsuchida to tease her in some extent. It is true that, at the beginning, Yurina was intimidated.

A girl whose hobby is to listen to music, who practice basketball as main club activity, and dislike haunted house. Techi’s profile is not what you could call uncommon. To be honest, with girls with unexpected skills like Horsemanship or past modeling work, Yurina comes pretty average. But is it really a rebuke? To be reserved makes the girls look cute and innocent (and thus explain why people want to tease them). Granted, she is not creating opportunities of wide laughter in the studio like Oda Nana or Ozeki Rika, but many times her airheadness brought comical situation and liven up the mood. For example, when doing the monomane of GO!Minagawa (a comedian) she was the only one who accompanied the move with his “sound” signature, making her embarassed.

The innocence of a 14 years old, makes her lovely. It could be just that, but fate was preparing a different path for her. TAKAHIRO-sensei, the main choregrapher of the group, had authority of the first senbatsu choice as he was in charge of Silent Majority dance. And while Techi ability to dance and facial expression weren’t outstanding, he felt Yurina’s strong feeling toward her dear Keyakizaka, and his intuition lead him to chose her as Keyakizaka first center. From there, early fans witnessed a change. The change.

“At crossroads brimming with people, where will you go? (Being washed away) Wearing the same clothes, wearing the same expression…”  

Silent Majority, the first and most well known track of Keyakizaka. A rugged location, filled with an heavy atmosphere where girls in military outfits shout their opposition to a crooked society of hypocrite adults. This powerful message, needed the appropriate attitude to be conveyed accurately. Techi did better than that; she traded her feeble character and became an avatar of rebellion. Her grip exploding in strength, her stare you can’t escape from, and sharp moves made people forget she was only 14. Despite her discrete debut on Keyakitte, she turned out to be a formidable vessel to deliver the meaning of the song.

Was it thanks to an incredible amount of training? Sometime it’s about something else too. In Sekai ni wa Ai Shikanai, there was this particular shoot where the MV producer had to screen the girls at the Gymnasium, the choregraphy sequence in particular. While the girls started moving, Techi was remaining still, fixing her hands. “what is she doing?” he thought. Because she was supposed to move at the same time as the girls. And when asked, Techi said “i realized how grateful i was to be part of them, and wanted to picture it deep in my memories”. After consideration, the producer noticed that standing still when everyone else was moving, naturally created a focus on her. Also, her smile toward Yonetani nanami felt natural and expressed this very gratitude she talked about, making the scene soothing. He then decided to keep it.

If a song is bland and plain, to be cute or excellent in dancing won’t change anything. But when the song has the potential to be a tube, it’s important to choose someone who has the style/character that fits the song to release his full potential. Yurina has this particulary skill to “understand” a song. Listening the track over and over, feeling the emotion rushing in her mind, and finally embodying it. In Futari saison, each performance is different. Whenever she’s happy, and look at her comrades dearly, her dance will become lively. If she’s feeling down, her solo will have a tormented feeling on it.

“People often say they want to see the past me, but past is past, and all I can do now is now.”  -Hirate Yurina

There’s a theory that seeks to explain why Yurina did so well as Silent Majority center. An answer to where she draws all her bottomless energy. In a song that express anger, rebellion and freedom, the best way to convey those feelings is to actually have lived it in the past. This theory rose when fans noticed that during Yurina’s “jibun history” (my story) instead of taking pictures of her younger self or family, she’d prefered to talk about her favorite comedian duos. To incarnate “the girl in the train”, people speculated her past hid somber events that caused this emptiness within her. All in all, the reason why she fits so much in songs about pain and suffering is simply because she’s hurt as well. What makes her want to run forward so much, if not to run from a painful past?

The truth is, i was also fascinated by this theory. I wanted to know Techi’s past. However, i also realized that adhering to this theory was also comforting myself in what i wanted Techi to be : the girl from the train. But Techi is Techi, and the gloomy girl from the Yamanotesen and her are two different person. Hirate Yurina has this burning desire to change because deep inside her, she wants to live a fulfilling life. And by that, it means to live any kind of experience, to the fullest. Her way to apprehend a song is the same way she apprehend her life : She lives it and grows from it. The Yurina during the first Silent majority performance is not the same Yurina during Kouhaku utagassen. The yurina from the past is not the same Yurina as now.

And this is striking at how we also perceive idols. Fans knows : Stereotypes picture the idol genre as sub-music making money out of girl’s cuteness and innocence over delusional single middle aged japanese men. But the truth is, Idols are just the reflect of mankind : girls who want to find their way, who they are, through a bumpy road with many obstacles along the way. Instead of crying over their fate, they work for a way out. Even if there’s no guaranteed success, even if it’s painful, the girls show lot of courage and move forward. Yurina, with all her workload, opportunities, and newfound nakamas, embrace everything to grow and get stronger. This courage inspire me to do my best. Supporting her, is like supporting myself. By being courageous facing the future, she became a great idol. By being herself, she became a great individual being.  

“Backstage, Yurina is all lively and kiddy. But when the times come to perform, she switch on to Keyakizaka Ace. It gives me goosebumps” - Imaizumi Yui

Nadeshiko is an ancient japanese word for “loveable girl”. Glass canon is a gaming vocabulary that define someone with high attack/damage but weak defense. Yurina proved many times she had great mental resilience (able to perform 10 songs+ in ariake colosseum), although she also stated many times she doesn’t consider herself as “able” to perform as Keyakizaka unmovable center. A self criticism very severe, implying her power unleashed during performance lean on frailness of mind. She did thought of quitting, and with her young age, it can’t be helped to be inexperienced. A giant of paper, who risk of consuming itself if not able to manage his energy properly.

Center is a lonely place. Despite the light of the spotlight, the 0 position is actually a dark ceiling, where mistakes are prohibited, where there’s the most pressure. But I beg to differ, Keyakizaka is not all about Hirate Yurina. Those many hands bolstering her back, this warmth surrounding her, is what makes her keep going. Those experiences she mentioned earlier, are also meetings. Coming across her newfound nakamas changed her life. Moriya Akane with whom she can act like a spoiled child, Suzumoto Miyu with whom she can share her everyday life, and Nagahama Neru with whom she can confess her worries. Being around her friends, is also where Techi is in her most natural state. Her teammates put her at ease, as well as being fuel for doing her best.

Earlier we supposed Techi drew her energy from pain. My new theory, or faith, is that Techi draw her bottomless energy from gratitude. Even though she has been pro active to make things work, she always have this kind humility toward what the present brings to her, like american family who thanks God for the food. Doing her activities to the fullest, not wasting one bit of energy, is a way to express her gratitude toward the staff, her friends, and family. This is also Keyakizaka motto: humility, kindness, and bonds.

“She looks so serious and cool on Stage, but she did also pranked me when i was sleeping! And used a scooter in Handshake even though Staff forbid it! And…” - Suzumoto Miyu

There’s no “true” Yurina. No character, no fake attitude. The girl who entered Keyakizaka “in order to change”, like a diamond glass half-full, half-empty, has finally become whole by focusing on “becoming” instead of “being”. To follow Yurina, is like walking on a journey where each day is a surprise. Because we don’t know which Yurina will come up next. The 48group is about “Idols you can meet”. What if the secret motto is “idol you can see grow”? If that the case, Techi, from the very fiber of her being and will, incarnate those words.

A courageous girl, not naive but conscious, fragile but resolute, sometimes childish but always grateful. It isn’t this oversimplification where an Ace is a girl with perfect dance, singing or comical abilities. Techi has qualities and imperfection as well, but it’s how she faces it with a brave heart that makes her incredibly beautiful and interesting. All in all, her ability to absorb, convey, sublimate Keyakizaka46 songs justify her position of Ace. The potential of Yurina might look like exceptionnal, but is it really relevant, since what she’s only doing, is being herself? Maybe she just excels at… being human.

人間は面白い。

How Prometheus became my favorite Arrow villain

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It’s no secret that for 2/3 of this season, I’ve wanted either Billy or Tommy to be Prometheus. I admit, I fell for the whole “Adrian Chase is Vigilante” thing that the show’s writers wanted me to fall for. But even more than that, I felt that Adrian was a bit obvious in a way. The way Chase came across those first 14 episodes was pretty heavy on the smarmy quips. It was a situation of “I know Adrian is Vigilante but it really seems like they want me to think he’s Prometheus.” It was obvious in a way that made me discount it entirely. 

Then I felt the reveal in 5x15 was a bit… anti-climactic. They kept Prometheus’ identity a secret from everyone for 15 episodes to reveal it like that? It was frustrating to me. Like @jbuffyangel, I thought the only way they could “pull off” Adrian as Prometheus was if they made the how bigger than the who. I will admit I was a little unsure if Arrow could pull that off, because at least for me, it was a tall order. 

For what it’s worth, I didn’t hold the fact that he wasn’t Tommy or Billy against Adrian that much. I’ve learned, in my time as a fan of this show, not to get too caught in my own speculation. This show rarely ever does what I think it should, when I think it should, how I think it should. Rather than suffer disappointment after disappointment after disappointment (seriously… so much disappointment), I learned to let go of what I want and just… be open to the story the writers are telling. It doesn’t mean I don’t still love my ideas (and often love them better), but it means that I can compartmentalize my wishes and look for the value in the story the writers are choosing to tell. I guess, in a way, it’s all fanfic in my head. The show’s creators vision for the story is an AU on the vision I have in my head, and vice versa. It’s all just story and once I let go of my vision being the best/only/etc avenue, I find I can enjoy those other avenues for what they are. 

Long story short? I love my speculation but I’m not married to it. I like to give canon the benefit of the doubt, since canon is why I’m here at all in the first place. 

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When she asks about me, tell her.
If you tell her that I was just some girl
you dated for nearly 3 years, you can
bet that she will only give you a hard
time.

The pictures and posts tagged between
our two profiles will tell her it was more
than just that. If she’s smart, she’ll look
at the notification that’ll pop up midnight
every night, telling you what you were
doing that day, one…two…three years
ago, you’re in my ones too.

If you tell her that I was just an old
friend, she’ll know you’re lying. See, if
she’s smart like me, she’ll soon realise
that you’re easy to read when you’re
lying and that your voice goes off in a
mind of its own.

She’ll remember how one night you were
at the bowling alley, she said “lets try
that chinese buffet place, I heard it’s
great.” But with a heavy heart, you’ll
make up some story about how you seen
a rat there, once, because you wouldn’t
dream of going to our place with
someone else. But sweetie, it pains me
to say that I know that one day, we
both will. One day, I’ll want the soup
there that I always had four bowls of
before an actual main course, and you’ll
want to have the ribs you loved there.

She’ll remember that day when she
picked you up from university to bring
you back home, how you skipped a song
that was on the radio. Of course, it’ll be
the song we always danced to. And I
know you’ll make an excuse why you can’t listen to it whenever it comes on
when you’re together.

If she holds up her phone with a picture
of you and I from way back, lie a little
but not a lot, she’s not looking for truthful
answers. She’s looking for reassurance
from you.

Don’t tell her how we decided we were
going to have three children, and talked
about how we’d explain our story to
them. Or the plans we had because you’re
going to have bigger and better plans
with her.

Keep the top drawer of your black case
shut until you’ve gotten rid of the cards, my 52 reasons why, post it notes from
me and the pictures. She doesn’t need
to know why you visit your old tagged
page and why you reread our old
conversations on nights she isn’t
around.

Change the subject when
you’re all gathered around the family
dinner table and your Mum asks you
if you’ve ever heard what I’ve been up
to lately, don’t let her hear your Mum
call me the daughter she never had.
It’ll kill her with the thought of never
standing a chance against me.

Kiss her forehead and tell her you
love her on nights that she’s had too
much to drink and she’s rambling on
about the girl you loved before her.

I hope that she forgets that you still
say my name in your sleep, and that
she ignores how you twitch when
someone mentions my favourite author, or mentions that movie and book I
always used to cry at.

And when she does find out who I am,
I hope she’ll take it in the best way and
silently thank me, because without me,
you wouldn’t know how to love her,
kiss her, take her bra off and make
love to her.

—  this is the last lesson that I’ll teach you.

prfury  asked:

Hey, for the Song + Ship = drabble thing.... Touch by Little Mix + Rex and a character of your choice? :3

Ooooh I like this song!!

Touch ~ Little Mix


             Love was not something Rex had ever expected. He wasn’t built for love, it wasn’t in his programing. Hell, he’d never even known it was something he could want.

             And then General Kenobi had strode on into his life, straight-back and calm faced, and turned Rex’s life upside down in a matter of seconds. Even then, love hadn’t been the first thing on Rex’s mind, but then time had kept on speeding forwards and suddenly he was pressing the other man up against a bulkhead, kissing him like his life depended on it, and Kenobi was responding in kind.

             Kenobi growled, low and a little desperate, and Rex’s world spun and their positions were reversed. Then there was cool metal at his back and the heat of the Jedi’s body pressed against his front.

             When the kiss broke, Rex tipped his head back, leaving heavily against the bulkhead, breath coming in rough pants. Obi-Wan was breathing hard as well, still in Rex’s space, head dropped against Rex’s shoulder.

             When Rex’s head finally stopped spinning, he swallowed and glanced down. “General―”

             “I think you had best call me Obi-Wan,” Kenobi murmured, and Rex groaned. Obi-Wan’s voice was rough and ragged, and the sound set Rex’s nerves alight. “Given our current position.”

             “Obi-Wan,” Rex whispered, the name foreign and wonderful on his tongue, sweet and heady as the wine that had he had been served, the one time he had accompanied General Skywalker to some diplomatic gathering. Obi-Wan made a pleased noise, and pulled back to cup Rex’s face.

             “Is this alright?” He murmured, voice serious despite the gorgeous, glorious heat in his eyes. “You don’t need to say yes if it’s not. I don’t want to push you into anything you’re not comfortable with, because you think you have to.”

             Rex laughed, a little strained, but there was joy bubbling up in his chest, mixing with the desire that flooded him. “I want this. Oh, gods, I want this, I want you. Obi-Wan, I want you.” He felt drunk, the words spilling past his lips without his brain’s leave, but he didn’t care. They were the truth.

             Obi-Wan’s eyes widened, pupils growing huge, and then the surprise was replaced by something hot and predatory. “Oh. Oh. Bed, now. I don’t want to be interrupted.”

             He took a step back, catching Rex’s hands, and Rex stumbled after him slow, legs feeling like they were made of goo. “Slow down!” he laughed. “I might fall!”

             Obi-Wan glanced at him and smiled, lifting Rex’s hand to his lips and kissing his knuckles, making Rex’s breath catch. “Don’t worry. If you fall, I’ll catch you.”