Lame adaptations and sequels are always like, “how can Mina go back to her stifling Victorian marriage after her experience with the dark, seductive Dracula??”
Meanwhile, Mina marries her best friend, who she’s known since they were children, who she share common interests with, they build a home together, work as partners, make immense sacrifices for each other, support each other through their traumas.
Guys, a marriage isn’t stifling and restrictive just because two people… get along, I guess?
dead to me/melanie martinez | breezeblocks / alt j | i know i’m a wolf / young heretics | deathbeds / bring me the horizon | once upon a dream / lana del ray | animals / maroon 5 | i’ve never seen a witch / lydia | sick / barcelona | twin skeletons / fall out boy | i hate you so much / anarbor | fmlyhm / seether | miss murder / afi | hurricane / thirty seconds to mars | under the sheets / ellie goulding.
(n.) the perfect, delicate, crucial moment; the fleeting rightness of time and place that creates the opportune atmosphere for action, words, or movement
An arranged marriage AU.
Paring: OT7. Genre: fluff, angst, a lot of suggestive parts and eventual smut. Word count: 6 912 -ish Author’s note: Surprise!! :DD bet yall didnt see this coming hmm. okay but im really nervous about this one.
'He makes me feel good' i am so ;;;;;;;; i love soulmates ;;;;
me too ;-; they are so good for each other, so supportive and understanding, i loved how jimin talked about it after saying that even people who watch them all the time wouldn’t know how they feel and how jimin felt, even the other boys ;-;, that they know how they feel about each other and that they just confirmed it even more and it made them even closer, like they understand each other so much that there wasn’t even need for any words, jimin just knew it but he was still grateful ;-; and damn taehyung really just went with his letter and made it even more explicit than it was in 4 o’clock akdjs
like thinking about how much they’ve been through together ;-; gosh, it’s just amazing and inspiring to have such a beautiful and healthy friendship
9 Summer Reads to Fill the Void Your Favorite TV Show Left Behind
There’s one drawback to the start of summer: lots of TV shows end in the spring. Fear not! Just close your laptop and turn off the TV, because we’ve rounded up the perfect reads to keep the magic going – whatever your favorite show!
Here’s why: Diving into the darkness of cults and the widespread effect they have on followers AND people who aren’t involved.
BONUS RECOMMENDATION! Because let’s face it, you’re going to need more help with Game of Thrones ––> An Ember in the Ashes
Here’s why: If you’re missing brutal Westeros, you’ll feel right at home in the Empire, where defiance is punished by death and young people must become soldiers and spies, turncoats and killers, to claw their way into positions of power and freedom–they hope.
“I remember after we did that take, Zack came to me and he said, ‘Did you just have a smirk?’ I said 'Yeah.’ And he asked, 'Why? I think I like it, but why?’ 'Well if Doomsday’s gonna mess with her, then she’s gonna mess with him. And she knows she’s gonna win.’ At the end of the day Wonder Woman is a peace seeker. But when fight arrives, she can fight. She’s a warrior and she enjoys the adrenaline of the fight."
One wrong turn was all it took for Yoongi to end up sprawled out in the grass, a circle of humans surrounding him, peering down at him with wide eyes, curious expressions like he was an alien of some sort. A deep groan escaped from his throat, his hand shielding his eyes from the sun blazing down onto him.
“What am I doing here?” He thought to himself, glancing around at the crowd that was so intently staring down at him. He tried his best to retrace his footsteps mentally, maybe he’d be able to work out how exactly he ended up in the middle of a man-made park, a coat that wasn’t his carefully placed over his body, his pale skin tarnished with small scratches dotted along his body.
Peering through a doorway. Falling, tumbling down a set of stairs, his body spinning and limbs flailing clumsily. That was all he could recall for the moment. His eyes wandered around once again, the humans starting to walk away in what seemed like boredom. All except for one left, one girl who looked down at him worriedly, chewing on her lip as she mumbled down the phone, her eyes darting down to him before she looked away awkwardly.
Just when you thought your day was going okay, nothing out of the ordinary. You were walking through the park to get home as always, glancing around, observing the families that sat at benches, couples strolling around with their hands intertwined. It was then that you noticed a figure tumbling out of… a tree? You squinted your eyes, eyebrows furrowing as you tried to work out what you were looking at, your pace picking up as you neared the figure, the man. A blush rose onto your cheeks as you realised the man was… void of clothes, so to speak, attempting to avert your eyes away.
Taking a quick glance at him, you realised his once perfect porcelain skin was wounded, covered in small scratches. His arm was at an awkward angle, and you winced as you wondered just what happened to this man. Sliding your coat off your shoulders, you gently lay it out over the man’s body, ensuring his… parts were decently covered.
Pulling out your phone, you hurriedly dialled the emergency number, people beginning to crowd around in a drove. Impatiently tapping your foot on the ground, your breath hitched as your heard the monotone voice of the operator, and you began mumbling directions, asking for an ambulance as soon as possible.
You found yourself glancing down at the man every now and then, even when others began to walk away, their expressions those of dismay. His gaze on you was one of curiosity and amazement, and you felt yourself blush once again under the intensity of his gaze.
After a few minutes of awkward silence, paramedics finally arrived at the scene, setting a stretcher down on the ground as they glanced down at the man, then back up at you, almost as if to say why is this man naked in the middle of the park? You simply shrugged in response, as they lifted the man as best as they could, setting him down on the stretcher, and carrying him across the park.
You followed along timidly; you wanted to at least be sure he was going to be okay. The paramedics didn’t question you as you entered the ambulance, sitting down by the stretcher, the wheels at a halt as the man continued to stare up at you, his expression almost impossible to read at this point.
Something began vibrating furiously in your pocket, as you pulled out your phone, realising it was your best friend calling.
“Hey, Jackson…” You trailed off as he began rabbiting on at fifty miles an hour, causing you to hold your phone away from your ear.
“Yo, where are you anyways?” He asked, and you grimaced, wondering how you were going to explain this.
“Uh, basically…” You slowly explained the situation to him, as you spotted the man still staring at you from the corner of your eye.
“You know,” Jackson started. “Sometimes I question your sanity.”
“What was I supposed to do, leave him there?” You sighed, hanging up before he could complain at you some more. Leaning back in your seat, you closed your eyes, waiting for the ambulance to finally come to a halt.
Yoongi awoke once for the second time that day; this time laying in a strange room, walls bare, linen sheets pulled over him. Wait, when did he fall unconscious? He felt an ache in his back, his wings beginning to ache from being kept inside too long. Glancing around the room and realising there was no-one there, his wings began to protrude out of his back, as he sighed in relief and leaning his head back on the cold wall.
Next thing he knew, he heard a gasp as his eyes snapped open, and he leaned forward to notice you standing by the door, mouth stretched into an O-shape, eyes wide with shock.
All you wanted was your coat back. You didn’t expect to be met with the sight of the man you had saved to have wings literally extending from his back.
They arched high above his head of black hair, long silky feathers covering their expanse. They were so white that a heavenly glow seemed to emit from them - in short, they were magnificent, beautiful beyond compare.
“Are you even human?” You managed to spurt out in all your confusion, causing him to raise his eyebrows in a perfect arch, a smile twitching at his lips.
“Sure. Because humans have wings literally sticking out of their backs, no big deal,” he finally said, a smile that exposed his gums finally appearing on his face.