A hack to improve your concentration while writing: listen to one song on repeat. I know this suggestion sounds weird and annoying, but it works. The song becomes white noise before long. The constant stimulus will keep that wandering part of your brain from growing too restless, while simultaneously drowning out more engaging distractions. In my experience, it’s easier to “stop hearing” instrumental songs, but songs with vocals also work nicely.
I’ve already written aboutambient noise having a similar effect on productivity, but sometimes it’s just nice to write to music. Especially if you know of a song that will fit a scene perfectly.
The funnest parts, to me at least, about being into Kpop while not(currently) speaking Korean, is looking up a song I really enjoy and finding out the lyrics and meaning the song was portraying. But one of the most interesting thing about Kpop, to me, is the ability to feel the emotions without even knowing what they’re saying. I can’t tell you how many times I end up crying over a song that is actually really up beat, then find out the lyrics were really saddening. So, here’s a list of my favorite songs(and some songs in general) that have insanely beautiful and/or meaningful lyrics. Enjoy.
Truly the ‘I am a boss ass bitch’ anthem in my mind. A a club-worthy beat, topped with lyrics screaming about self-worth and body confidence, 2NE1′s song is definitely one that makes you feel like a Queen, and damn ready to show the world your power.
I refuse to be compared I’m telling you the truth If we’re talking about my value I’m a billion dollar baby
Basically a 180 from 2NE1′s song, Toy touches on the feelings of being so low in your own thoughts and being nothing more than a toy for someone to play with until they’re bored of you, to be so consumed and desperate for love and affection, one doesn’t really care that it’s not truly love and affect their getting.
When I’m no longer useful you would secretly throw me away If only I can be remembered Even just a little bit Everything, I do it for you I’m a toy, toy
(I believe, I read this once, but can’t find the article again) The lyrics’ writer’s original meaning was towards her deceased father and wishing he was with her again, the song’s lyrics were altered a bit to fit into wishing for her former lover to be back again, and trying to overcome the breakup in a beautiful melody.
Everything finds its place and leaves You took all of me and left But like the two hands of the clock in my heart I keep lingering in the same place
The first time I read the lyrics, it honestly made my heart flutter, it was so sweet. The lyrics are full of the positive message of loving oneself and not looking for flaws that don’t exist, or simply don’t matter and just because they’re there, doesn’t make us unattractive or ugly in the slightest.
No matter how much I take you apart And look and look at you I can’t find that part of yourself That you think isn’t pretty
Topped with a very explicit video, both MV and lyrics heavily express and talk about a frustrating relationship and unwanted sexual advances, something I found really enjoyable and brave for a song seeing as there’s so many songs that have such underlying assault lyrics that it concerns me.
Fxxk U, don’t want it now I don’t wanna lay down next to you as if it’s natural Fxxk U, you know, Fxxk U I don’t wanna do it like this This isn’t how I feel
Theorized to be a goodbye song to past members, the ‘annual sad Christmas EXO song’ expresses fondness for an unseen/spoken for individual, singing words of love and adoration for someone long lost. Playing into the theory, the lyrics never indicate a significant other or female as most ‘love’ songs do, so I find myself agreeing with the song being a sad goodbye to memories made with the ex-exo members.
The way you cry, the way you smile I wonder how much they mean to me The words that I regretted when I looked back I will apologize but just listen I will sing for you, sing for you Just act casually
Lyrics that portray their emotions and thoughts after a breakup, that seems to be built on material wants, the cash, the diamonds, the pearls you spend, it’s nice to see lyrics that recognize an unhealthy relationship and although feeling the emotions of this person clinging tightly and refusing to leave them be, they stand their own and refuse to fall back into the relationship.
I barely fell asleep late at night The ringing sound wakes me up But I turn around and close my eyes
A beautiful tribute to RiSe and EunB, members of Ladies’ Code that were in a car accident and ultimately succumbed to their injuries, the song regardless of knowing the lyrics is full of such raw emotion from the mourning girls that you can’t help but cry either way.
But I won’t cry, so you won’t feel bad I’ll try living without you now No matter how much it hurts, even if tears keep coming I wanna smile, I wanna think of you and smile
I gotta be honest, I stopped watching BTS’ MVs because they make me crying instantly? I don’t know what that’s about…but never the less, lyrics of a relationship that has changed, the lose of a friend and longing for things to be remembered and erased.
Did you change? Or did I change? I hate even this moment that is passing I guess we changed I guess that’s how everything is
Though not as hard hitting in the upbeat live performance of said song, the lyrics punch you in the gut none the less. Spinning emotions of not being the idea beauty in the world of Kpop and South Korea, 2NE1′s song expresses one’s desires to be just like her, I wanna be pretty.
I think I’m ugly And nobody wants to love me Just like her I wanna be pretty I wanna be pretty Don’t lie to my face tellin’ me I’m pretty
Lyrics that really punch you in the throat about how low people think of themselves, Loser spins an image of self-worth, or more or less the lack of confidence in yourself that I think everyone can relate to at some point or another.
Honestly, I’ve never fit in with the world I was always alone It’s been a long time since I’ve forgotten about love I can’t listen to hopeful love songs anymore You and me both We’re just sad clowns, tamed, and scripted
Author: Snegurochka | Word Count: 10.5k | Rating: NC-17
Summary: Draco has convinced the Auror department to test his new messaging charm for secure communications. Harry really would have preferred that he not find out through messages like, ‘Yeah, tonight you’re going to beg me for it,’ that the system wasn’t as secure as they thought.
Review: Eep so much fun - it’s hot and entertaining and, as you can tell from the summary, this fic is quite the ride! :D
Draco is a charms inventor, and approaches the auror department to test out his new charm that kind of is like magical texting. Except Harry ends up being on the receiving end of one Draco’s magical sexts instead! It’s hilarious and cringey of course, but gosh it is so delicious when Harry decides to just run with it!
And the art that caused me to be in this pitiful is none other than ‘Spring Day’ by BTS.
'Spring Day’ is easily my favourite comeback so far.
After all, it is the most honest, sincere and beautiful piece they have released.
The song is just so pure, so heart wrenching. The production is fantastic and their voices….
Many people say that BTS does not have good vocalists because they cannot hit a lot of super high notes. True, if a voice has all the falsettos in the world in is nothing without emotion. And emotion is something that BTS can deliver not to 100 % but rather to an infinite amount. Their voices carry pain, longing and sincerity.
Now why am I mentioning sincerity so many times? Well, an artist without having sincerity is a writer with no pen or paper or any method of writing. Sincerity is essential, it is what captures the attention of the listener because it allows the reader to be able to relate. Even if the listener cannot relate he or she might want to retry to understand.
Spring Day achieves just that. After all, the song is honest and so is BTS. These are emotions all feel. These are the emotions that remind us that we too are humans.
And the music video, of the music video fits so well! The MV creates the feeling that this is not simply an MV, but rather is a coming of age movie, meant to showcase, pain, longing, confusion but also hope.
The shots of the, passing each other, only to at some points get together feel so sad, so painful and interestingly beaver when they are together for me, although there is a lighter feeling it still feels like something is still missing for them. Because they still keep running and they indeed are cut of by the train carrying Jungkook himself.
But at least they are together. At least they no longer have to suffer alone but can share the burdens that they have. They are each others ‘light’
The MV also allows for so much interpretation from the first watch.
One might take them as a random choice. However, the clothes could also mean that they have let their old selves go. They could mean the they feel worthless, like they can be called ‘dirty’ at any moment and discarded. Or they could mean that they have washed there ‘stains’, their pain.
The scenes at the staircase and at the carousel when they seem unable to find each other can be seen as painful as them losing each other.
Or it could be that they still haven’t found the others yet.
Maybe, there are all in front each other…Maybe they haven’t looked properly.
The train with Kookie that passes BTS could mean that Jungkook is leaving the past behind…
Or he could simply be going forward, not yet knowing of the people he will get to meet, the same people who are in the same compartment as him.
And the shoes that hand from the tree… are they can mean death, the murder of their own selves.
But they could also mean that BTS has exchanged their pain for appreciating and loving themselves. Because they are no longer alone. No, this time they have each other. And so they are letting their old selves die in hopes for a better future them to be born.
And more interpretations can be made. They just depend on how people feel at the moments and what they want to believe. I like the idea that they simply search for each other, but that proves difficult at first cause they do not know exactly whom they are searching for. I like to believe that this MV is a look, a battle for the future. But I also love reading others interpretations.
And that is what this song and music video.
So thank you BTS, for once again getting out of you comfort zone and creating this masterpiece.
Thank you for bringing us all together.
Thank you for creating powerful music that speaks to all.
But also there are other people that deserve to be thanked.
People who sit silently and work endlessly to make this happen. Thank you to all the staff and the crew. Thank you to all those who helped make this happen, whether you are the MV director, or the person bringing the brush to the make up people.Because these people are too a huge reason why we have these MVs.
Thank you to all those that help with the creation of the songs.
Thank you to all whom advertise these boys, to all whom support them.
And thank you to my fellow ARMYs, who no matter what shit we get from others, continue to support these boys.
BTS has released one of their most beautiful works yet.
So lets support them!
ARMY loves you BTS… I love you BTS!
Thank you for reading!
PS… Who’s ready for Not Today? Not me that’s for sure
For @blogtealdeal, who loves Nessian wing sin and who has blessed this fandom with Moriel fanart I never
thought we would get to see. You are an absolute *blessing* Nicole.
Thank you for all of the amazing work that you do. I wish there was more
I could do to say thanks because that Moriel fanart killed my heart and brought it back to life again. <3
comes from the Adele song. It doesn’t totally fit lyrically for this
fic, but it’s all I listened to while I wrote it and I don’t really do
music while writing, so… yeah.
discovers in a fit of rage that Feyre isn’t the only one who can summon
Illyrian wings at will. After a particularly long day of flying leaves
her body aching, Cassian is there to sooth the pain in ways Nesta has never experienced before. Featuring Illyrian!Nesta and much wing sin. NSFW.
The first time Nesta discovers she has wings - she’s screaming at Cassian.
just a faint whine of annoyance. Not a simple shout over some shallow
disagreement. Not torn up words spat inches from his face.
But top of her lungs, blue in the face, going to kick his ass into the new year screaming.
argument was stupid, as usual. And when it’s over, she can’t even quite
remember what horrible thing it was about. The war had ended. Cassian
had fought what little he could. Nesta had left to do her part. Maybe
there were bitter words exchanged over still bleeding wounds. Maybe not.
Nesta knows is that one moment she is so absolutely enraged at the jab
Cassian let slip (that she knows he did not truly mean) and the next,
her back feels the way her lungs do drowning at the bottom of the ocean,
swimming up, up, up in a desperate search for air until finally that
bubble of water bursts, and the muscles of her back split open in agonizing pain and -
She has wings.
glorious membranous wings that stretch wide around her and seem to
absorb all that wasted energy she spent and threaten Cassian for her.
- whose jaw had promptly hit the floor at the sight of those wings as
they unfurled and cast red and gold shadows about the ground in the
Nesta had stood back smugly that day at the way Cassian
stared at her. She didn’t even fight him or pretend to stay angry when
he stepped close, slid his hands around her waist and up along her back
to the base of the wings as if to touch them, and she saw the sparkling
in his eyes like diamonds as he whispered, awestruck, in her ear, “Nesta.”
That had set her grinning ear to ear.
takes weeks for Nesta to figure out how to summon the wings at will.
Whatever magic the Cauldron gave her over them, it’s not easy to figure
out. And once she has mastered bringing the wings out at will, they’re
weak and untrained. The muscles are loose and imbalanced, unable to
support the size of her wingspan and Cauldron is her wingspan massive.
(Cassian eyes it for weeks trying not to compare.)
first, Cassian insists she refrain from flying. She has to do
stretching exercises to build up her strength, but Nesta grows restless
rather quickly. Another shouting match between them - You may literally die if you attempt to jump off that cliff Nesta Archeron - has her threatening to have Feyre train her, or Mother help him, Rhys. And so finally, Cassian relents.
And then… Nesta is flying. Soaring high into the sky over Velaris.
She can only handle a few minutes at a time, but fuck
if it doesn’t feel glorious. The world is stretched out below her and
she feels like she could control it all from where she swoops and
bellows above it. Every time she lands, every time the muscles scream
with pain and tiredness, she hates it and forces Cass to help her keep
training, keep going because damn it - she is going to master this.
only takes one time - that first time in the air and Nesta doesn’t know
how she can live again if the Cauldron hadn’t given her this gift.
Maybe this was the Cauldron’s way of making up for the other awful
things it did to her. She doesn’t quite mind.
stretch into longer episodes. An hour. Then a few. Until she can fly
just as long as Cassian. He wouldn’t be surprised if she could go longer
But it’s a struggle getting there. Her wings are so
large and her body has become one hell of a beast to support up in the
air. And all Nesta wants to do for months on end is fly. So naturally,
Cassian finds himself on the receiving end of many an endless, salty
landing with Nesta.
“Again,” she snaps at him.
“Nesta,” and it’s a warning.
Nesta swivels on her feet and those wings flex behind her, Nesta’s own brand of warning. “I said, again.”
crosses his arms with a wide berth at his legs and tosses one of those
taunting little smiles she both loathes and adores. “You didn’t say please.”
Nesta doesn’t back down. Not by a long shot. She doesn’t even stand
still. She takes two great strides bridging the distance between them
and leans right up into his face as far as she can on the tips of her
toes, her leathers groaning around her body as she reaches. “You didn’t
earn it, sweetheart,” she snarls. “I want to go again.”
knows she’ll kill him if he lets out the chuckle he has locked inside
his chest. So instead, he gently grips her shoulders and leans down
until their foreheads are almost touching.
And thank the Mother she doesn’t pull away from that touch.
he says. “You just flew for an hour straight. That’s farther than
you’ve ever come before and Cauldron, I’m proud. But you need to rest.
I’m not joking when I say you could kill yourself if you go too far.”
His hands slide slowly, sweetly from her shoulders to her neck until he
cups her face, but Nesta feels so tight - so tense in that hold. His
little spitfire in all that raging spirit always. It makes him feel
light as air. “I’d really prefer it if you didn’t die, hmm?”
eyes soften for just a moment, her shoulders slumping. She dances up on
the tips of her toes again and Cassian thinks she might lean into him
finally, maybe even kiss him the way she sometimes does after she’s been
flying for the day and the wind has left her breathless and she takes
Cassian home to discover entirely new ways of feeling the rush flying
creates in them both…
But just when her lips graze his own, Nesta teases out, “I said again, Commander,” and Cassian curses, “So we go again.” And Nesta can tell by how close they’re standing that Cassian’s other Illyrian skills are kicking into overdrive.
takes a great breath, adjusting his stance and likely certain other
parts beneath his pants, but releases his hold on her. “Alright, Ness.
We go again.”
They do. And with the wind in her hair and the sun on her skin, it is heaven.
Cassian insists they limit themselves to ten more minutes only.
YOOOOOO DUDE I GOT U ok so I literally just found this today, how about Blitzwing to the song Upside Down & Inside Out by Ok Go. Just think about that. Think real hard. I hope it clicks for u like it did for me because otherwise imma sound crazy lol
u give me such a song,,, in return,, i make the robot suffer,,,.,.,..
How cute is this, y’all? And what a spiffy representation of drag too. This really is a great range of queens in NYC. Any night of the week, you can find a show to go to somewhere in Brooklyn or Manhattan that has the kind of drag you like, and I’m glad this season has four very specific kinds of New York queens on the show. I will say that Peppermint, though she is a legend, also fits the bill for what you’d think of as a “traditional” kind of drag queen. The style, the song choices, the banter with the audience – she’s very standard, but a high standard.
The actual song though….alright…so….
Full Disclosure: You already know I listened to this song once and that’s exactly the number of times I care to hear it in my life. Musically, it’s just not interesting in the least, and the lyrics are pretty good, but not good enough for me to be like “oo, lemme go put on ‘CLAT’ and see if I can decipher some further meaning.”
That out of the way, it’s so much better than I expected because the bar is so low for Drag Race singles I can tolerate. So far, the only one I like enough to keep in my music library is Shangela “Werqin’ Girl” (because the beat knocks) and dassit. There is a lot of promise in this little single though.
First of all, Peppermint is so beautiful and I think that never really gets talked about because 1) she’s super nice and 2) she can be a little unpolished. She looks great in this and hearing her sing at the end is giving me shades of RuPaul way back in the day. I think Peppermint could have a decent recording career, comparatively speaking anyway.
Also, Sasha impressed me! There’s a little bit of Nicki theatrics in that little bald queen and I’m here for it.
Aja gave me what I expected, and that was fine, but…
Alexis just isn’t the kind of girl who needs to be rapping on a track. It’s just not her wheelhouse. Odd that they didn’t let her sing at the end like Peppermint, but I wouldn’t have wanted to hear a theater voice at the end of a club track either.
Cute project from the New York queens this year. This wouldn’t have worked on any other season and I’m glad these girls like each other enough to come up with something like this.
Summary: Taehyung’s grandmother had always taught him to see the joy in the world, unveiling every crevice to show the blossoms of beauty that hid there. And even when she was gone, and her loss burned heavy in his chest- but eventually even the brightest stars must eventually fall low.
Word count: 23,140
Note: So this is the second part to the
beautiful words series, and so far I’m really into this. I think I should
probably warn that some of these might be real angsty, just because it
fits the theme I’m going for- so you’ve been warned. If you want a song to listen to while reading this I would recommend ‘Heavy Weather’ by Billie Marten because I think it fits the story really well. Enjoy!
Taehyung had always loved the sky. It was mesmerising to him, be it cloudy or clear he found difficulty in tearing his eyes away above him, small puffs of amazement leaving his lips as he traced each colour like a brush does paint. More often than not whenever he was feeling sad or lonely, especially the latter during his harder years at college, he would find himself instinctively tilting his head up; studying the patches of colour like clockwork until he felt the tension drip from his body. One of the first things that he could remember was the sky, a vast wash of blue with strung out clouds that surrounded a watery sun that dangled from a thin line, staring for so long that he had found himself blinking rapidly for a while to chase away the sunspots that crept on his vision like a fringe of lashes. While his mother had always scolded him for doing it, tapping the tip of his nose and complaining that he was “going to go blind”; his grandmother had always patted his head and nodded in understanding.
It had been something of a silent agreement between his grandmother and himself, every imaginative thought he had was always encouraged by the woman, a smile crinkling into the corners of her eyes as she watched from the porch of her country house as he had ran around as a child, fighting phantom enemies and kneeling to draw in the dust. Due to the amount of time his parents had to work at the summer, Taehyung would often find himself tripping around with his grandmother to help with her farm, or marching through the nearby forests with the other kids from doors down to occupy the time that the holidays provided. His childhood was made up of moments like this, the harsh cityscape of his home city flying far from his mind whenever his parent’s car would pull up along the dirt path and he could look up too see the sheet of blue that draped languidly above; the blur of grey concrete bleeding like ink away to show the tangle of green undergrowth and beige hills of wheat as he pressed the side of his face into the cool glass.
summary : You’ve been friends with the gang for all your life, even dating Archie, you thought you’d like Veronica like everyone else but you start to think Archie is cheating on you with her so that’s not okay.
a/n : thanks you all for requesting for being on my tag list, but for now i will not be adding more people. also, i was listening to this song, it might put a good mood setter for this imagine!
posting schedule : wednesday, friday, sunday!
You thought she was a nice girl. Everyone thought Veronica would make a nice addition to your group of friends, you thought that Ronnie was cool that she would fit in nicely. You thought that for a while before you started to pick up on some things that never would add up in a normal person’s mind.
cs au. ‘there’s something about breaking an engagement and leaving the man you thought you were going to spend the rest of your life with and finding yourself roommate-ing with the man who’s loved you through years and boyfriends and breakups and uncertainties that makes a person a little weepy, a little off balance, a little unsure.’
(i’ve been working on this for at least six weeks, and it’s finally, finally finished, and i’m something like pleased with it. (thanks to swallowedsong for looking over it and helping me and stuff.) so, enjoy whatever this is. (really long, among other things. just a head’s up.)
Packs up her share of the apartment instead of going to work, keeps Henry home from school so he can help. Wraps picture frames in scarves and sweaters, shoves books and DVDs into boxes, throws pots and pans and casserole dishes into the back seat. One trip to unload these small bits, another for Henry’s bed and dresser and nightstand.
It takes just over 6 hours to remove every trace of them from this apartment that was supposed to be theirs and is now just his, but she doesn’t cry as she sweeps through one last time. As she takes her key off the chain, locking the door behind her and slipping it underneath. She doesn’t feel broken or empty. Isn’t sure what it is pulsing through her, something that tastes like regret or maybe failure.
“Sorry, kid,” she says, eyes still dry, once they reach the car. He just shrugs. Smiles a small, sad thing.
[Summary]: After finding out that your boyfriend Bucky had a one-night stand, your world came crashing down hard and you walk out of his life. Will you give him a second chance? Or will you leave him feeling incomplete?
[Pairing]: Bucky x reader (Steve is mentioned)
[Warning]: angst… SO. MUCH. ANGST. um.. there’s also mentions of cheating, drinking and a tiny bit of swearing.. also a teeny-tiny bit of abuse
[Word Count]: 2,295 (This is the longest one I’ve ever written! Damn, this got really wordy…)
A/N: BSB gif was made by yours truly! Yea, here we go again with more Backstreet Boys music but this song just fit this request so perfectly. I have no shame for making you listen to their music… [x] Also, I’m so, so sorry about the tiny bit of abuse that I put in here. I DO NOT condone that kind of behavior in a relationship (I have seen it happen and it scared me) I’m also sorry for Steve being a complete jerk in this…
One hour. One grueling, heart breaking hour is all it took to make the last two years fade into the dark.
You found out from Sam’s roommate, who also happened to be one of your best friends, that your boyfriend and a few of his friends had gotten drunk at a party that Sam threw at his apartment. Even though you were also invited to the party, you had to work that night but you told Bucky that he could go without you. Worst decision you ever made.
Walking in the Wind is such a paradox of a song because you’ve got that light, airy rhythm that kind of sounds like summer and warmth and soft smiles, but then you’ve got the most bittersweet lyrics that follow, which shouldn’t fit with the tune but they do. You’ve got hope, you’ve got redemption, you’ve got loss, you’ve got promises all wrapped 3 minutes 23 seconds. It’s a masterpiece. It’s thought provoking, and it makes your insides feel mushy