million reasons to be happy

anonymous asked:

Hey, it's late for me and I'm needing some emotional, possibly angsty Sasunaru/Narusasu AMVs... do you have any suggestions? Ones that really give you intense feels or anything?

Fear not, anon! I have a list with all of my favourite sns amvs (though, not all may be exactly angsty).

  1. you won’t let go [NARUTO&SASUKE]
  2. ♥ Naruto and Sasuke || Written In The Stars || A NaruSasu/SasuNaru AMV ♥ 
  3. For You x Nards (AMV)
  4. “What’s a soulmate?” [sns]
  5. SasuNaru - I think I’m in love again
  6. sasunaru; can’t stop
  7. Sᴀʏ Sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ [NaruSasu]
  8. heart like yours | sasunaru
  9. ♥ SasuNaru || A Thousand Years ♥ [AMV]
  10. young god | for 2017 SasuNaru
  11. AMV [Naruto & Sasuke] - RIVALS
  12. I will LOVE you Unconditionally // SasuNaru AMV
  13. Sasuke and Naruto: I Wish I Could Save You
  14. [FMS] I’m Torn. // SasuNaru
  15. [SmS] I’d come for you [SasuNaru]
  16. who knew? [sns]
  17. I belong with you; [sns]
  18. A Million Reasons AMV // HAPPY SASUNARU DAY 2017 ( JAP ]
  20. SasuNaru | You don’t let me fall
  21. [FMS] I Wish You Were Here. //SasuNaru
  22. parachute [NARUTO&SASUKE]
  23. Chase you Down ||
  24. beach || sasunaru
  25. naruto&sasuke | speechless
  26. You Got Something I need Full MEP
  27. Hello, its me. ( HAPPY SASUNARU DAY 2016 [JAP] )
  28. SNS ; “it’s always worth it.”
  29. 「Used to be 」

And last but not least, is an amv on tumblr which will 100% make you cry and it is my absolute favourite: Sunshine - SNS

this is quite a lot so hopefully you will enjoy these. 😀


hi im leaving this blog (if you haven’t already realized that) and there are about a million reasons as to why im leaving, the main being im not happy here at all, the community is not the best, it’s dying, it’s becoming a race for who has the most this or that, etc. etc. it hasn’t all been bad though, ive met some really great people like @dandromedas , @lesterally , @phillester , @2k17rebrand , @furryphil , and so so many more awesome pals, i even met my girlfriend @marigoldbub on here and that changed my life, it just feels kinda toxic (sorry if any of you get offended god forbid (oh yeah that’s another thing)) but uhh yeah, that’s about it, i still love dan and phil i just can’t stand to be apart of this side of tumblr or be apart of the ‘phandom’ .. im on tumblr elsewhere and im finally really enjoying it which feels great, no stress, im not sad about being on here anymore :“) i hope you all do well.. it was fun while it lasted, thanks, see ya


A Million Reasons AMV // HAPPY SASUNARU DAY 2017 ( JAP ]

A beautiful video from a beautiful person.

anonymous asked:

jay is absolutely the most cuddly person i have ever seen and my goal in life is to hug him at least once

hug ‘im hug ‘im! :D

Ahhh thank you for the sweet message. <3

ETA: LMAO you can tell I mirrored things not only form a lot of stuff but ESPECIALLY the double zipper puller thing kjdhajkshdkja x’D

taylorswiftscolonexploded  asked:

Favorite podcasts?

Hoooo boy my dude are you ready for this long post cause you have opened this door and I will never stop talking. This is excluding wtnv cause obviously its one of my faves. Also I’m gonna add a small description just in case anyone wants to know more. (If you listen to any of these because of my post and wanna talk about them, pleaseeee send me an ask or pm me!)

-My all time favourite - The Adventure Zone (fiction…ish?): D&D podcast with three brothers and their dad which made me cry publicly 1000 times thx McElroys

-Hello From the Magic Tavern (fiction): improv based podcast about a man who gets sucked into a portal behind a Burger King into the magical land of Foon, where he meets the magical residents and interviews them with his co-hosts. (ONE OF MY FAVES HOW IS EVERYONE NOT OBSESSED PLZ GO LISTEN AND THEN HMU PLZ)

-My Brother, My Brother, and Me (non fiction): The McElroys first podcast, in which they host an advice show (I would die for the McElroys)

-Beautiful Anonymous (non fiction): Comedian Chris Gethard’s podcast in which people call him for “one hour, one phone call, no names, no-holds-barred.” One of the realest things I’ve ever heard. Will make you laugh and cry for a million reasons per episode.

-Musical Theatre Happy Hour (non fiction): (Im a musical nerd. If you don’t like musicals this one probably isn’t for you.) Two friends choose one musical per episode to talk about in depth. Very interesting for someone who wants to know everything about musicals.

Sorry for the long post! Enjoy :)

Million Reasons

This is my Dean version and it does get angsty but do not fear I always end in fluff/smut. 

Dean and Reader, Sam, Castiel

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A Million Reasons Lady GaGa            Adorn Miguel

Warnings: Angst, Sad Dean, Heartbroken Reader, cute af Dean, happy reader, smut, happy ending

Originally posted by yourfavoritedirector

                             I had been excited for so long, with everything going on, Dean and I haven’t had any alone time and now was our chance. It was just a day trip but packed our bags just in case we wanted to spend the night. When I had woken up this morning, I noticed Dean was already up. I got up and stretched then headed for the library. Dean was on his laptop, so I walked over and wrapped my arms around his neck kissing him on the cheek. “Good Morning” “Good Morning” He took a deep sigh and pulled my arms away from his neck.

              “I’m sorry sweetheart but we need to postpone the trip” “What? Why?” “Sam found a hunt this morning and it needs to be taken care of” “Ok, why can’t you call someone else?” He just shook his head and stomped out of the library. I couldn’t figure out what I had done to make him so angry with me. I wiped the unshed tears from my eyes and went back to bed, this time in my old room. I couldn’t be around him today, knowing I did something that made him angry.

              I must have fallen back asleep; the next I know I hear pounding on the door. “Really y/n? You’re so selfish sometimes! Hunting comes first you knew that! We’re heading out” This time I tried so hard to keep the sobs down, not wanting to piss him off any more than he already was. I waited until I knew they were gone and grabbed my bag. If Dean didn’t want to go with me then I would just go by myself. I grabbed the cooler and the tent; packing up the back of my car and heading out to where our destination was.


              I could see Dean was pissed but I had no idea why, and I couldn’t believe what he said to y/n. She was least selfish person I knew. “Wanna talk about it?” “Talk about what?” “y/n” “Nothing to say Sammy” “How could you treat her that way? She’s by our side through this whole mess and never complained, not once. She asks for one day for you her to spend together and you treat her like a piece of crap!” He just turned up the radio and ignored me for the rest of the ride.

Reader POV

              I finally made it and found a good place by the water to set up the tent. I always wanted to go camping, so Dean wanted to do that with me. Now though, he’s off on some hunt and I’m here alone and wondering how things got so messy. I was tired no I was exhausted, dealing with everything that had happened, I needed a vacation.

              As I sat and watched the waves, I thought back to how long Dean and I had been together. Was it even worth it anymore? He was good at pushing people away but he couldn’t push me away. I wondered sometimes if it was even worth fighting for anymore. I grew up in the life the same way he was and he calls me selfish, maybe it wasn’t worth fighting anymore.

              I turned on my phone to see nothing from Dean but plenty from Sam, I guess I got my answer then. I decided to just go back to the bunker and pack up my stuff, I couldn’t stay where I wasn’t wanted anymore. I didn’t have a lot, I could load up three duffle bags and be gone as quick as I could. I sat down and wrote a letter to Dean. I hoped he could find someone else to make him happy.

              I drove a couple towns over, and rented a room for a week. I had to figure out what I was going to do. I wasn’t going to hunt solo, that meant I get a job and find a permanent place of residence. This wasn’t going to be easy.

Dean POV

              The longer we were gone the worst I felt for I left things. When I tried calling it just went to voicemail, I wasn’t going to spill my guts on a message. When we finished the hunt, I tried calling again but this time it told me that it was no longer in service. I was really hoping I didn’t make the biggest mistake of my life. Sam saw my panic, so we rushed home hoping that she would still be there.

              We parked into the garage, but I didn’t see her car. I ran inside to our room and my heart shattered into a million pieces. She was gone, and I was the one that sent her packing. I saw an envelope sitting on the desk with my name on it. With my hands shaking I opened it to see tear stained paper and her beautiful handwriting.


              I want you to know I will always love you,

but I couldn’t stay. That day you left like that you

broke my heart, more than anything in this world.

I waited so long, for an ‘I love you’ or a kiss or

something that showed I was still your girl,

but I guess our time ran out.

              Find someone Dean, to make you

happy. I’m sorry I couldn’t make you happy, I

will always love you and please don’t try to

find me. It’ll only break me more, stay safe






              I sat there with tears running down my face, I let her down, and she thought I was never happy with her. I walked back out and handed Sam the letter, this was my fault and I needed to fix it but I didn’t want to hurt her more. I prayed to Cas just asking him to watch over her. I heard wings and saw him with a heartbroken look on his face. “Hey, Cas, what’s going on?” “Y/n is so sad, she’s not eating, she’s not sleeping. All she does is cry and drink” “It’s my fault Cas, I’m the one that broke her”

              “I will keep an eye on her Dean” “Thank you Cas” with that he was gone. I had no clue to fix this, how to show her how sorry I am. I would do what she said and give her space even though deep down I just wanted to go and get her. To hold her in my arms and never let go, beg for forgiveness and do whatever it took.

Reader POV

              I wanted to go back so bad, I felt like a huge part of me was missing. I couldn’t go back though, Dean would have moved on by now. “You’re wrong” “Cas! A little warning next time!” He grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. “You are so wrong! Dean has been miserable without you, and he knows he screwed up. He’s been fighting the urge to bust down the door and just drag you back” I just shook my head and went back to making my dinner.

              I turned on the radio and heard ‘Million Reasons’ come on, and automatically started crying. I missed them so much, but I had to be strong. What I wouldn’t give to just have one night of Dean just holding me, but that was just crap and I knew that. I had found an apartment but it was a dump, well it was all I could afford. I was just tired of cooking, so I threw it into the sink and went to the corner bar. I loved the food and they always had good beer on tap. I found a corner booth and put in my order, I was exhausted in every way shape and form. My depression and anxiety hadn’t been this bad in a long time. I could feel the tears building in my eyes, putting my face in my hands I let the tears fall. No one would know I was crying and I could feel better to enjoy my food.

              “Here ya go honey” “Thanks Maddie” “Still missing him huh?” I just nodded and she understood, she just squeezed my arm and walked away. I dug into my burger and just kept being reminded of Dean, anything and everything I did reminded me of him. I just threw the burger on my plate and looked to my right at the wall willing away the tears.

              “You know that looks really good” I knew that voice, but I truly hoped that I was imagining all of it. I slowly turned and saw a set of green eyes that haunted me all hours of the day. He looked worse than I did, bags under his eyes and completely blood shot. “Why are you here?” “I came to take you home” I just shook my head, I couldn’t do this, I wouldn’t do this. “I can’t Dean, I can’t handle it anymore” “I’m so sorry I said that”

              “You weren’t supposed to come find me” “I’m going to fight for my girl! I want you home in my arms! It’s not home when your gone” “I can’t Dean, I just can't” I got out of the booth leaving Dean behind. He had broken me too much to go back, too much to fix things. I made it home in record time and found Cas sitting in my living room. “You’re supposed to be going back with Dean, why is he not with you?”

              “I can’t go back, there’s too much pain and damage to fix it” I heard a rustle of wings and I decided to just to change into my pajamas and watch a movie on Netflix. I was exhausted but wide awake at the same time. I walked out to the living room to see Dean asleep on the couch. Cas was really working overtime to get us back together. I grabbed two beers and sat one in front of Dean then taking mine into my bedroom.

              “Please come back?” His voice broke, he looked at me like a tired man, someone who was tired of fighting. I realized then and there that he felt the same way I did. I scooted over and patted the bed next to me. How could I be mad anymore? He was just as tired as I was and just as maybe more broken. He got undressed and got under the blankets, he grasped onto me putting his face into my neck softly crying. So, I just held him and let him get everything out, letting him hold me tightly.

              As I woke up the next morning, Dean was gone and I was very confused. I walked out to the kitchen and saw him at the stove making eggs and bacon. He must have gone out to pick up a few things. “Dean?” He turned to look at me and walked towards me grasping my face and kissing me. It had been so long and I was so relieved that he was willing to do whatever it took for us to be together. “I made some breakfast, then maybe both of us could go back home. It’s not the same without you”

              That kiss had reminded me of everything I had been missing, but it also reminded me of how Dean had been with me. I stepped back and took a deep breath; I walked back to my room and just got back into bed burrowing under the covers. “Y/n please come out?” By now I was fully sobbing, I can’t go through that again. I felt the blanket be lifted, then a weight on the bed. “Sweetheart please? Let me make this up to you” “What happens when you do it again? What happens when I get completely shattered again?”

              “All I have are my words, but I promise I will never be that way again” I just rolled over and faced the opposite direction. “I’ll be back in a little bit” Once I heard the apartment door shut, I let it all out. All the tears, heartbreak, and anger that I had towards him. I must have fallen back asleep, I could feel a weight on the bed and being pulled into a pair of arms that used to bring me comfort and joy. I sighed and just enjoyed the moment, I didn’t have the energy to deal with him.

              “I will make this right baby, you’re going to pack a bag and we are going on that trip I promised you” I couldn’t say no, I could see how hard he was working to get me back. “Okay, let me get a shower and I’ll pack a bag” I opened my eyes to see something I hadn’t seen in so long, Dean smiling. I leaned in and kissed him sweetly then jumped into the shower. I dried off and put on the comfiest clothes I could find, knowing it was going to be a long trip.

              I was still so unsure about this, I just kept wondering when it was going to back to the way it was. He wasn’t the only one who dealt with the shit storm that had come to us, as usual. Once everything was packed and ready to go, I got in the passenger side as Dean got in and started her up. Dean tried to make small talk but he understood my doubt, so it was silent with the radio playing softly filling the inside with the tunes of classic rock.

              It was just after dark when we pulled up, and I was wondering where we were. “A short walk that way and you’ll see our campsite.” We got out and grabbed our bags, Dean leading the way. I was a little nervous but when I saw what was waiting for us I was speechless. There was a fire going with a picnic table and a huge airstream with lights on the canopy. I was speechless at how much work went into this. “Did I do ok?” I simply nodded still stunned at the sight.

              He pulled me with him into the trailer and gasped, there were candles lit and rose petals the lead to the king size bed. I turned to see Dean had taken his jacket and flannel off, the tight black shirt hugging his broad shoulders and his bulging biceps. I walked up to him putting my hands on his chest then sliding up around his neck. I pulled him down kissing him passionately and giving the all clear to make his move.

        We moved slowly towards the bed slowly undressing each other. I felt the bed bump against my knees so I crawled back and got under the covers beckoning him to me. He got in next to me then pulling me to him kissing me and gripping my hips. He rolled me to my back then started kissing lower until he reached my breasts giving them both equal attention, then he went even lower kissing both of my hips then hovering over my core.

              He knew I loved the slow burn, so he took his time bringing me to the edge time and time again. He crawled back up to me slowly kissing every piece of skin he could, then reaching my neck he sucked dark marks into my neck making sure I knew I was his. He kissed me hard while he pushed in until he was fully sheathed. He started slowly thrusting, it wasn’t about the release it was about being together and loving each other. His hands slowly filled mine then interlocked, needing to feel every part connected.

              “Dean I…I’m” “Go ahead baby, cum for me” It then hit me all at once, the pleasure was a slow burn like waves hitting the beach. Dean had also cum during this and just made the orgasm stronger. He dropped next to me then pulling me to him I snuggled into him and fell asleep hoping this wasn’t a dream. As I started to wake up, I could smell coffee and pancakes. I grabbed Deans flannel and put on a pair of panties and walked out to see him in a pair of sweatpants and nothing else.

              “Good morning handsome” I stood next to him as he put the last of the food on the plates and walked over to the table. We sat down and dug in, Dean was an amazing cook and an amazing man. “I can’t say I’m sorry enough for what I said, I’m so so sorry baby” I got up and walked around sitting on his lap. “Your forgiven baby, I love you and nothing will change that” I kissed him again, but it turned passionate quickly.

              We spent the entire day like that, enjoying the beach, going for a swim and eating amazing food. It had been five days of complete bliss, Dean had a surprise waiting for me. He had made y/f/m as you sat outside and watched the sun go down. He came over and sat next to me and asked me to marry him, which of course I said yes. As we sat snuggled on a blanket in front of the fire, he told me how much he wanted a family and to somewhat settle down.

              The entire night was spent talking and discussing everything under the sun, the love of my life and future husband was amazing and I was blessed to have him.


Happy 27th birthday to B.A.P’s humble leader. Happy birthday to the man who has given me endless amount of hope, to the man who has been the reason me and millions of others feel a sense of belonging. Happy birthday to our beloved angel, Bang Yongguk. Hopefully our great leader has the best day today, and every other day. 

PruAus Week 2016 ~ Uniforms

They’re dressed for a game which took place September 2nd, 2011, where in Austria’s hopes and dreams of qualifying for the 2012 UEFA European Championship were dashed straight to Hell thanks to Germany.

I imagine Austria is a bit of a sulker once losing. Meanwhile, Prussia is bouncing around, expecting a hug and some praise like Old Fritz used to give him.

I’m sure these two always find a way to make up later…

thornhands  asked:

Pass the happy along! When you get this, reply with 5 things that make you happy and then send it to the last 10 people in your activity! 🌸✨💕

Oh hell yes I will do happy things.

  1. Just now I looked up and pale pink cherry blossom petals were drifting in front of my window. I love this time of year.
  2. In the same vein, The Spring Smell. I don’t know what precise alchemy comes together to make it, but it’s some perfect blend of blossoms and earth and it always makes me feel joyful. Right now, it is prime Spring Smell season in Vancouver.
  3. @painterofhorizons. I owe you a longer reply, lovely, but the letter you sent me induced some of the purest happiness I’ve felt in months. Seriously. I cried and then told my husband I was going to frame it and put it on my wall. He said I should.
  4. @spinninglenny, whose birthday it is. Seeing Lenny’s questions or comments or quick little “imagine your bioware love interests doing this if you’re sad!!” emails pop up in my inbox… she is just so kind and thoughtful and unfailingly makes me (and so many others!!) happy.
  5. @w0rdinista for roughly one million reasons–many of which well-documented here–but, most recently, because I sent her a message saying “you know who needs to play an as-yet-unknown character in our book series??? gina torres!!” and she replied with, “Yesssssss!” (This has also happened with Idris Elba, Phillipa Soo, Dascha Polenko…)

(What, people can be things that make me happy, right?)

Never in a million years did I think ....

I’d find someone so utterly and completely perfect,
someone who would make me happier
than I ever dreamed I could be,
someone that would touch my life so profoundly
and just give me a whole new reason to breathe.
But then I found you and realized
that everything I anticipated you to be
doesn’t even compare to who you are.

Experiencing The Joanne World Tour tonight. So here's my top 10 Lady Gaga songs!

1. Million Reasons 2. I Want Your Love 3. So Happy I Could Die 4. Yoü & I 5. The Edge Of Glory 6. Telephone (feat. Beyoncé) 7. Dance In The Dark 8. Perfect Illusion 9. Bad Romance 10. Just Dance (feat. Colby O'donis)

Originally posted by ungifable

Laughing (fHawke/Fenris fluff, ~1250 words)

k4t3yk4t requested a Fenris/purple fHawke fic and I got all fluffy!  I hope that Fenris reads all right, I’ve not written from his perspective before.  Silly broody elf :)


Hawke laughs at everything.

At first it grates on Fenris’ nerves.  Must everything be a joke or a snide remark with her?  They could be standing ankle deep in the blood of cutthroats and mercenaries and she would laugh about needing to go shopping for a new pair of shoes.  He does not understand how she can be so flippant about everything when the world is so gray and stark.

But despite her ready grin and her quick wit, her actions say a different thing about her.  She helps children find their parents, gives money to people starving in the street, helps Fenris hunt down slavers and put them to death.  And though through it all her smile is never far from her lips, he begins to see something deeper behind her eyes.

One night she makes a comment about his looks, just a small string of words about him being handsome.  His face burns and he stammers something gruff back to her, but it startles him to realize how pleased he is to hear it.  He tries to ignore the thought, though.  Surely it was only another of her jokes.

Yet sometimes when they fight together it seems she fights at his side more and more, keeping enemies off his back, sometimes taking down his opponents before he can even get to them.  He notices she asks him to help patrol more and more often, that she comes to visit him on quiet nights just to talk.  He does not allow himself to think more of it, though; that way is dangerous.

One day he’s knocked flat on his back by a Tal-Vashoth, and his vision flickers in and out, his head spinning.  He can’t get up and though his hand still reaches vaguely for his sword he’s only half-conscious, his breaths quick and shallow.  Of course it had to happen when the wretched healer isn’t with them.  He groans.

He hears Hawke’s yell, a challenge to the Qunari, and he hears a strangled groan from his opponent, the sound of the impact when the body hits the ground.  Then Hawke’s at his side, her hand touching his face.  Her skin is so soft.  He hadn’t realized it would feel so soft.

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lost-fire22  asked:

hey so i was the person who wrote the previous shit. i really don't know who the fuck i am. i just have so many fucking reasons to be okay but i'm not. i am fucking tired of me. i am so tired to hear my family say that i'm just a problem and that i am just a bad influence. like is not my fault to be a shitty person. i wanted to stop cutting because of my mom, but i just can't. my parents don't understand that i'm dying inside. anyways thanks for everything. you are my favorite blog. good luck❤️

Hi :) I am really really pleased to hear back from you Hun! Thank you for sharing what you are going through. I am so sorry you are going through all of that. I know how unbelievably difficult and shit it is. Even if we have a million reasons to be happy, none of those matter, if we aren’t happy with ourselves and who we are. I am in the same place. Also I am a parent myself, and I’d just like to say, just because we have that title, it does not mean we are perfect and whatever we think is right! I can’t imagine how it must feel to have your family say those things about you, and not understand. But it doesn’t mean that they are right!! I know it’s a typical thing to say… but it really does say a lot more about them, than it does about you! You are NOT a problem! You are in pain and that’s not your fault!! I really hope one day they can try to understand. And I really hope you can get some help, because you shouldn’t have to cope with it all by yourself. I know it is hard to ignore the people in our life’s, especially when they make us feel like a problem or make us feel wrong, but I really hope that you can maybe focus on yourself and what you want in your own life. Because at the end of the day, you live with yourself…it is your life, and not anyone else’s! I hope soon one day, you feel so much better about yourself and be able to find out who you are, who you want to be and what makes you happy! Please message anytime! Thank you so much x good luck and best wishes Hun 💜❤️x