song titles i swear!

Ravi composed a song 'So Romantic' for Ken

might as well write him a confession letter that is titled “I Love You”

big credit to: c i n d y ☆ 항상레오편 ✧‏ @taekwoonies - more stuff <spoilers if you may> to know about the ongoing concert

Current Underrated Boy Groups [Part. 1]

F.T. Island 

Fave Songs: “Pray”“To the Light”“Puppy”“Memory”

Reasoning: Honestly bands aren’t acknowledged enough in the Kpop world, not that there are many to begin with. They are an extremely talented group. And Hongki’s voice is amazing. It’s so unique and different. You really need to listen to him. 


U-Kiss

Fave Songs: “Don’t Flirt”“She’s Mine”“Someday”

Reasoning: Seriously I feel like so much could have been avoided had U-Kiss had more popularity. I mean I won’t talk about all the member line up changes and stuff here but honestly I think things would have turned out better for U-Kiss if people didn’t sleep on them all the time. Their vocals were/are really good and their songs are good too. [Well maybe not so much their earlier stuff but you know..]


Highlight/previously Beast

Fave Songs: “Beautiful Night”“Yey”“Good Luck”“Breathe’“12:30″“Shadow”“Gotta Go to Work”“How to Love”“Plz Don’t Be Sad”

Reasoning: Seriously if you are still sleeping on Beast/Highlight…I don’t know what to say to you. Amazing songs, amazing talent like….what else could you want. Sadly Beast is no longer Beast and now only 5 members but in my heart Beast is still Beast and I’ll forever be a Beauty. 


Infinite

Fave Songs: “The Eye”“Bad”“Back”“Last Romeo”“Be Mine”“Before the Dawn”“Destiny”“Request”“Man in Love”“That Summer”“Hey Hello”“Paradise”“Come Back Again” [I have second hand embarrassment from this last song though….like why did they debut this way hahaha]

Reasoning: UGH WHY SLEEP ON INFINITE!!!??? They are amazing, all members can sing well. They are literally known for their synchronization. Their songs are amazing. Like what is there not to like? And all their personalities are different so I promise there will be one that you like. Also check out their non title songs as well. I swear that list of fave songs is so long like I can’t even put them all on there. LOVE INFINITE I’M BEGGING YOU! Also check out their sub units: Infinite H, Infinite F, and Sunggyu’s solo albums and Woohyun’s solo album. 


Teen Top

Fave Songs: “Miss Right”“Rocking”“Ah Ah”“Crazy”“I Wanna Love”“Love Fool”“Walk By”“Snow Kiss”

Reasoning: Honestly Teen Top is so underrated. Like they are super talented, their songs are really good and like still they hardly ever get noticed at all. 


The Boss/DGNA

Fave Songs: “Lucky Man”“Rilla Go”“Why Goodbye”, “Love Power”

Reasoning: Well….have you heard of them? I honestly happened to just stumble upon them and fell in love with them. Sadly their sales are pretty much shit in Korea and so they mostly promote and release songs in Japan which unfortunately are not as much of my taste. I like that one that I listed. But their Japanese singles don’t fit them as well as their more manly Korean ones. But whatever money talks and they do what sales. That’s why you won’t see them promoting much in Korea.Sigh….if only they were more popular. 


ZE:A

Fave Songs: “Breathe”“The Ghost of Wind”

Reasoning: Honestly has anyone even heard of them? Do you know them? Most people don’t. Except maybe now with Hyunsik making waves in the acting world. But still….they are relatively unknown. Unfortunately they are on hiatus, there was a statement that the group disbanded but members themselves have said that’s not true. So maybe when they eventually come back more people will know of them. 


B1A4

Fave Songs: “Solo Day”“A Lie”“Lonely”“Beautiful Target”“Sweet Girl”“Tried to Walk”“What’s Happening”“Baby Goodnight”“Baby I’m Sorry”

Reasoning: Truthfully they are much more popular than most that will be on this complete list. But they honestly don’t get the amount of recognition they truly deserve. They are so talented; Sandeul and Jinyoung’s voices are so beautiful. CNU and Gongchan are talented as well despite not being the main vocals. Baro’s rapping is great as well. Their songs are all amazing and a lot of them are upbeat and cute and playful and I love it. They are so adorable you should honestly listen to and love them. 


Boyfriend

Fave Songs: “Witch”“Bounce”“Janus”“I-Yah”“On & On”“White Out”

Reasoning: Boyfriend is one of the most looked over 3rd generation idol groups. [that’s debatable but in my own little system they are 3rd generation] Anyway point is they aren’t very popular, you hardly ever see them on any variety shows, they haven’t even had a proper comeback since 2015. Their company screws them over and has basically thrown them in the basement not to see light of day while they focus on their other more popular groups. Someone support Boyfriend please omg! 


Myname

Fave Songs: “Just Tell Me”“Too Very So Much”“Baby I’m Sorry”“Just That Little Thing”

Reasoning: Have you heard of them? Probably not. They aren’t very popular, aren’t promoted well. And basically no one hears of them. But I really like their songs and they are really talented so you should at least give them a chance. 


N-Sonic

Fave Songs: “Run & Run”“Excalibur”“Black Out”

Reasoning; I’ll be honest I’m not like stanning them in the sense that I know their names or personalities or anything like that. But I do enjoy their music and when they do come out with new stuff I always make sure to check it out. You should too. Honestly they deserve more popularity. 


24K

Fave Songs: “Hey You”“Still 24K”“U R So Cute”“Secret Love”

Reasoning: Again I don’t know their names and all but seriously they are worth a listen to. At least one good listen. They are far more talented than they get credit for. 


Big Star

Fave Songs: “Run & Run”“Moonlight Sonata”“I Got the Feeling”

Reasoning: I swear no one has heard of them, they are never on any shows. I seriously only know one member because I’ve only ever seen them on one show. So I haven’t really got to know them. But what I do know is they are talented and I like their music so you should listen to them. 


BTOB

Fave Songs: “Movie”“I’ll Be Your Man”“Wow”“You’re So Fly”“The Winter’s Tale”“Insane”“2nd Confession”“Remember That”“When I Was Your Man”“You Can Cry”

Reasoning: Seriously BTOB gets mistreated and underrated all the time. Even some music shows don’t like to have them because of their unpopularity. It’s so ridiculous I just don’t understand why they aren’t popular. They are adorable and cute and sweet and talented. They are versatile too. Originally being a normal kpop group but they have transformed into an absolute beautiful ballad/pop group. Honestly they are amazing you should love them. Everyone should love them. 

It Will Always Just Be Me

Pairing: Dan x reader

Genre: romance, smut, angst, fluff (though it’s mostly angst)

Song: Lying is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off by Panic! At the Disco [I’ll never get over how long this song title is]

TW: swearing (aka I lost count of how many times I used the word ‘fuck’)

Word count: 3,212

For @phanny-fics writing competition. This song has been a guilty pleasure of mine lately, and my mind screamed ‘FANFIC THIS.’ Cause you know, this is what happens when I turn to the emo trinity to keep my writing juices flowing. Also, on a random note, when I Googled the lyrics for this song, I literally just typed in ‘panic at the disco lying is’ because there was no way in hell I was gonna type in the entire song title in the search bar. 😅

When she shows up knocking at my door, I’m this close to slamming the door on her face. For an entire week, I didn’t receive a call, text, or any form of communication from her. Not only did she make me crave for her attention, but her ignorance made me feel pathetic. Here I am, pinning my heart for the girl of my dreams. Too bad I’m too stubborn to see that my dream girl is also my worst nightmare.

“What are you doing here?”

She glides into my flat, initially not answering my question. She’s wearing those pair of heels, the black “fuck me” heels that she purposefully teases me with. And her dress… damn it, she shouldn’t be wearing such alluring clothing in public.

“Why do you think I’m here?”

I lock the door. Thank god Phil is spending the entire day with PJ. I don’t need Phil to pity me again for having a weak resolve.

“Who is it this time?”

“What makes you think there’s a who?”

I laugh bitterly. Does she think I’m blind? “I know you, (Y/N). Who’s the poor sap this time?”

She pouts, dropping her purse on the floor. “His name doesn’t matter.”

“So there is a someone.”

“It’s none of your business.”

“It is if you’re just here to fuck me again,” I snap.

She tenses. Gotcha. She’s way too transparent.

“Stop talking.” She steps closer to me until the front of our bodies touch. “Don’t worry, I’ll tell you later. For now-” she snakes her arm around my neck, “Let’s have some fun.”

I have to resist. This isn’t worth it. I’m only going to be left with disappointment again.

“Look at me, Dan.” Her thumb brushes along the corner of my mouth. “I’m sorry, okay? I’ve been busy-”

“Bullshit. If you were busy, you were busy finding another fuck buddy.” I try to put some distance between our bodies, though she won’t let me. Her arms stay around my neck and now her breasts are squished against my chest.

“It’s not like that.” Her voice trembles and vulnerability replaces her apparent lust. “You know I want to be with you. But we can’t be together. My parents don’t like you. Your fans will bash us.”

Shit, I hate when she pulls that card. She isn’t wrong. Her parents aren’t entirely accepting of the idea of us as anything more than friends. The Phan shippers and zealous fangirls will definitely direct flames toward her. As much as I loathe her behavior, I know she’s doing this to protect my reputation. She’s scared of her feelings for me, so she’s quick to say yes to any man who shows any interest to her, even when all those men only want her for her body.

I’m not that kind of man. I want all of her and so much more.

“It always boils down to that reason, huh?”

She nods. Her dropped guard disappears and her (E/C) irises are back to their lustful state. “Let’s forget all that for now. Please?”

I can’t say no to her.

I cup her cheeks and mash our lips together. She groans, tangling her fingers in my hair. She steps backward until we both fall on the sofa. Our mouths disconnects, and her tantalizing smile makes me forget my resistance.

Our clothes are discarded, left as a messy heap on the floor.

Her heels stay on. If she wears “fuck me” heels, she’s going to get fucked while wearing them.

When we’re naked, I tell her to bend over the arm of the sofa.

“We’re doing this my way,” I whisper huskily in her ear.

She obeys, and I bite my lip at the sight of her wet and ready for me. She yelps when my palm spanks her ass.

“This is for fucking someone behind my back.” Another slap. “This is for making me go seven days without you.” Slap. “Seven.” Slap. “Goddamn.” Slap. “Days.” Slap. “And this is just because I wanted to.”

“Stop teasing me,” she whines.

“I’ll tease you as much as I want to.” When we’re alone like this, I’m in control. She can have me wrapped around her finger again when this is over.

“Fuck me,” she murmurs.

“Beg for it.”

Her breath hitches. She knows this was coming. I won’t give her what she wants that easily.

“Please fuck me.”

“Where would you like me to fuck you?” I graze over her slit with my index finger. “Here?” I move the same finger to her anus. “Or here?”

“W-Whatever you want.”

“Ah.” I move my finger back to her slit. “So here. How would you like me to fuck you?” I use my thumb to rub circles on her clit. “Like this?” My index finger buries into her and I slowly move it in and out. “Or like this?”

“T-that works.”

“Or…” My unoccupied hand guides my cock to her pussy so the tip brushes along her clit. “Would you like me to use this?”

“I don’t care!” she wails. “Just please… please fuck me already.”

There. That’s how I want her: reduced to a needy mess.

So I give her what he wants. She screams in relief when I finally push my cock into her. I pour my week-long frustrations into her. My body thrusts rapidly in and out of her, my hands gripping her hips roughly that I’m certain there’ll be bruises forming by tomorrow morning. In the back of my mind, my gentle side is begging me to slow down, to savor the moment and remember that our time is limited. For her, the concept of forever doesn’t exist for us.

But I don’t care. I’ll take what I can get, even if what I get are scarce leftovers.

Curse words fall from her mouth constantly. Her arms struggle to hold herself up, until it gives out and the upper half of her body slumps atop the couch arm. I’m glad these walls are somewhat soundproof; god forbid the complaints from our neighbors who might think I’m murdering someone in here.

“That’s it,” I croon. “Let it out, (Y/N).”

“Shit… I’m gonna come.”

“Good girl. Come for me. Show me who’s mine.”

She shouts my name, her orgasm causing mine to follow a few seconds later. I drown in the sounds of our pleasure. This was worth waiting an entire week for. This was worth the tension when she waltzed into my home and was capable of shattering the barriers I put up around me.

“Whoa,” she breaths once we finish riding our highs. “I totally missed that.”

“Same here, sweetie.”

“Mmmm…” I pull out of her, moving to lie on the couch. She takes a minute to remove her heels. I’m tempted to spank her again; if she’s showing her backside to me like this on purpose, the joke is on her. I’ve already gotten what I wanted. I can wait another ignorant week.

“His name’s Gordon.” She kicks off her heels and lays down on top of me. She rests her head on my chest. “I met him while I was at a bar with (B/F/N).”

“And you slept with him.”

“Nope.”

“But you will.”

“Maybe, if I like him enough.”

“Have you kissed him?”

She lifts her head to look at me. The slight glimmer in her eyes confirms my question.

“We only kissed. Don’t make a big deal out of it.”

“I’m not.” Yeah I am. I have to know how much of an asshole he is right of the bat.

“I’m going on a real date with him tomorrow.” She caresses my cheek. “We had a good conversation when we met. If our date goes well… Dan, I think he could be the one.”

“You’re saying that and you barely know him.”

She sighs. “Yeah…but I’m crossing my fingers. Heartbreak is a bitch.”

Of course it is. But she wouldn’t have to keep experiencing heartbreak if she just picked me.

This is what we are. We’re more star-crossed than Romeo and Juliet. Our teen-like hearts, beating fast in a secluded flat, close to touch but unable to beat in sync.

˜:˜

Gordon is a dick. I don’t know the guy, but I know he is. Every man that (Y/N) has been with is. They’ll use her, trick her into thinking she’s the only apple to their eyes. It’s a lie, because they only see her as the bruised apple and there’s another woman out there who’s the ripest apple of their tree.

Phil doesn’t seem to think so. He thinks Gordon is different. It’s the first time that Phil has ever said that about her boyfriends. It worries me, because if Phil is right, Gordon isn’t an asshole and he’s falling in love with her in the pure way that I’m doing. He’s stealing my girl. I won’t swallow that fact lightly.

I deserve her. I deserve the love that she gives to other men one hundred percent. I deserve her at her best and worst. Not Gordon. Not a man who’s going to be another ex.

A few days pass. Then a week. A month. Three months. She barely comes to the flat. We haven’t had sex since she dropped by the flat to first tell me about Gordon. Thankfully, there aren’t long durations without receiving texts and calls from her anymore. We’ve reached a point where I can call her anytime and she’ll be likely to answer it.

However, it doesn’t remove the ache in my chest at the thought of (Y/N) and Gordon as a couple. The longer they’re together, the less optimism I have of (Y/N) and I as endgame. Phil still tells me to keep my hopes alive, though I’m beginning to truly give up this time around. What’s the point of waiting for a girl that can’t reciprocate my feelings?

Why am I still choosing to be single?

˜:˜

I try not to think about (Y/N) at the next YouTube party. I have a blast hanging out with Phil and our YouTube friends. I drink more than I normally do. Louise teases that the beast in me is finally released.

Oh Louise, if only she knew that there was already someone else who has seen my beastly side before.

I’m flat-out drunk before midnight. Phil calls someone to pick me up. He knows he should go home too so he could look after me, but I tell him to stay. I know he wants to. I’m not letting my drunkenness take away his night to have fun.

Despite my hazy mind, my tiny bit of soberness sees who took me home. She doesn’t talk during the entire ride and she doesn’t turn on the radio. The silence in her car brings peace to my brain. It’s lessening an urge to vomit.

She helps me walk into my flat. Or rather, stumble my way through. My urge to vomit returns and I immediately throw up in the loo as soon as we get inside. My brain is desperate for sleep, though my tired body wants me to stay awake. So I stumble back into my bedroom and collapse on my bed. Not too long later, she joins me.

“You shouldn’t have gotten drunk,” she scolds me, sitting down on the mattress.

“Didn’t want to turn down free drinks,” I mumble.

“You’ve done that before.”

“I regret doing that.”

She shakes her head in disappointment. “What’s gotten into you? You normally don’t drink yourself to this point.”

“Why do you think I got myself drunk? I think you know.”

“No, I don’t.”

“It’s because I love you, okay? I love you and I can’t have you and we’ve talked about this so many times already. But it’s still the same. You want love, just not with me. For my sake and all that other shit.”

“Dan-”

“I fucking hate you,” I spat. “I hate being in love with you. I’m sick of you telling me that you’re sacrificing our chance to be together to protect my reputation. But I’m fucking sacrificing shit too. You’re not even giving me a chance and I’m forced to just watch you get your heart broken all the damn time. I’m tired of it. I’m so, so, so tired of it.”

I close my eyes after my outburst. I don’t see nor hear her reaction. As I fall unconscious, I smile at the burden I’ve finally gotten out of my chest.

It feels better than all the orgasms I’ve had from her.

˜:˜

I wake up the next day with a massive headache. I feel like a boulder pounded through my skull repetitively and I haven’t died from it. The sweet release of death would’ve been so much better than to be conscious with this mental hell.

(Y/N) is nowhere in sight. There’s two Tylenol pills and a glass of water on my dresser. I don’t know if it’s Phil or (Y/N) who left it there.

I swallow the pills and drink the water. I wait for my hangover to subside. I stay in bed for nearly an additional hour before I can stand up with minimal pain in my head.

Phil is eating a sandwich in the kitchen when I exit my bedroom. He grins upon seeing me awake.

“Hey,” I grumble.

“Hey! You feeling better?”

“I’m feeling more shit than usual.”

Phil chuckles. “I’m not surprised.”

“Where’s (Y/N)?”

“She left a couple of hours ago. Said she wanted to stay, but she had something important to take care of.”

Ugh. Gordon is that important thing.

Phil gives me a hesitant gaze. “Ummm… (Y/N) texted me not too long ago.”

“What’d she say?”

“She broke up with Gordon.”

I freeze. Am I hearing this right?

“She texted you first, but you didn’t answer back. I told her you were still asleep. She said she’ll call back tonight.”

Fuck it. I’ll call her right now.

I dash to my room and grab my iPhone. There’s one unread text from her, though I ignore it and dial her number instead. I know what the text entails. What I need is to hear the news through her own mouth than words on a phone screen.

“Yo.”

“You really broke up with Gordon?”

“What, I don’t get a good afternoon?”

“Good afternoon, (Y/N). Now spill.”

She sighs. “Yes, Dan. I broke up with Gordon.”

“Why?”

“Do you not remember what you told me last night?”

I rack through my memories of last night. There was a party. I got drunk. (Y/N) drove me home. I said some things to her… wait.

I told her I love her.

I said “I love you” to (Y/N).

Fuck. My. Life. I wasn’t supposed to do that.

“Meet me outside your flat. I wanna talk to you face-to-face.”

“Uh… yeah. I’ll… see you.”

The surprise hits me more when the call ends. She knows how I feel for her. All this time, she only knew that I was interested in pursuing a relationship with her. Not that I love her. No, I intended to save those three words until we got through a first date.

Phil notices my shocked expression as I walk out my room. He’s done with his sandwich, and he beams, probably knowing what we talked about.

“(Y/N)’s coming over?”

I nod, still speechless.

“I’ll be in my room if you need me.” He winks. “Just don’t be too loud, eh?”

I scowl, sticking my tongue out. I’m going to talk to her, not fuck her senseless. I can save that for a later time.

“I’m happy for you, Dan. Go get your girl.”

My scowl switches to a grateful smile. It’s thanks to Phil’s advising that I’ve been able to rationally deal with my emotions toward (Y/N).

“She was always my girl,” I reply. “It just took her a lifetime to accept it.”

˜:˜

When (Y/N) arrives driving her (your favorite car), I open the car door and sit down on the shotgun seat. It would be more comfortable for us talk in my flat, but if we wind up arguing, it wouldn’t be fair for Phil to be forced to eavesdrop on it.

“Hi,” I greet.

“Hey.”

“So…”

“Last night made me think about a lot of things.” She unbuckles her seatbelt. “It was a lot to take in. I… I was ashamed. I knew you were hurt from all the dating failures I’ve had and me going to you because of it. But I never thought you’d be in love with me. I thought you only cared about me as a close friend. In all the relationships I’ve had, you’re the only one I’ve ever felt insecure about falling for. All the other guys, I didn’t mind if I got my heart broken. As long as I tried, hey, at least I know they’re not the one. With you, I was genuinely afraid I’d really lose you as a friend if we fell in love. Liking: I’m okay with that. Sex: I’ll roll with it. Love: I’d rather lose a limb than have my heart make that commitment. Gordon’s cool, but he isn’t you. He’s funny, he’s understanding, he’s hot as hell and a fantastic kisser. But I can’t love him. I can’t see myself saying yes if he proposed to me one day. If you proposed… I’d honestly say yes before you even asked ‘Will you marry me?’”

“(Y/N), are you saying you want to get hitched?”

She giggles. “You’re missing the point. I love you too, you dork. I broke up with Gordon because I realized I’m supposed to be with you. I don’t care what my parents and your friends will say. If I want to have Daniel Howell as my boyfriend, then I’ll let him be my boyfriend.”

“So you want to be my girlfriend?“

She grins, her head moving up and down excitedly. She moves her mouth to my ear. “I want the man who’s a freak on YouTube and in the sheets.”

I laugh, elated that my nightmare is over. I don’t have to keep us a secret to the public anymore. “Want me to prove that to you in here?”

She raises an eyebrow. “Is that a challenge?”

“Maybe.”

Her grin doesn’t falter as she drives her car elsewhere. She moves it at a more isolated location, and once she finishes parking, she pounces.

We kiss each other hungrily. We move to the passenger seat so we have more room. I inch her dress up and slide her panties down her legs. She pulls down my pants down to my feet. We groan in unison as I bury myself to the hilt inside her. My movements are slow, a first since sex became a factor in our lives. Lying is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking her Clothes off by Panic at the Disco is playing on the radio, partially masking the sounds of the moans and groans escaping our lips. How fitting, except now my girl is officially my girlfriend.

We don’t fuck. We make love. We take our time, and after we reach our peaks, I hug my lover close.

We can dance to this beat for as long as she’ll have me.

Bump n Grind (Steve Harrington x reader)

Summary: Just another smutty HC with a song lyric for a title.

Warnings: Smut (duh), swearing. I don’t have a lot of experience writing smut, so this is probably isn’t the best.

Request: Can you write about what Steve Harrington would be like in bed? I need this in my life. and Heyo can I request some Steve Harrington smut?

Sex with Steve is an experience like none other. He at first, would go slow and loving. But the more you two were together, the faster and rougher he’d go. The moans and yelps of pleasure you released was enough motivation to make him go faster. Steve always knew what he was doing, after all he was probably the most experienced boy in Hawkins High School. His ego was big, and for good reasons too.

He’d start off with kissing, a slow build up was important to him. He’s probably the most caring person during sex. Always placing kisses up and down your body. From the area right under your chin, down past the bellybutton, and lower.

Steve’s parents were never home, so he was always trying to get in your pants. You two would be watching a movie together on his couch, and his hands would slowly find their way to you thigh. Rubbing up and down until you slapped his hand away, complaining about how distracting he is from the movie. He’d move closer, kissing your neck, slowly he’d move up to you face wear he’d try stealing a kiss.

Throwing a tape on his stereo, he’d play his favorite music, and pull you in for a dance. His dancing was far from classy or shy. Hip shaking, ass grabbing, and grinding. He loved catching your mouth with his randomly throughout the song, the kisses long and he loved when you tangle your hands in his hair.

Some nights you two would be outside by the pool, and he’d pull you into his lap on one of the lawn chairs. He’d only smoke when he had other people over. But when you two where alone after his schoolmates left the party, you could still taste the smoke on his breath. He’d wrap his arms around your waist, and throw you into the pool, then jump in after you. He’d swim over to you, pulling off any remaining clothes, and spend the rest of the night making out in the pool.

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For the Fickle - Peter Parker x Reader

Originally posted by agent-spidey

A/N: hello, lovelies! this wasn’t requested. i have been working on this one for quite a long time. it’s based on a song by Reese Lansangan (it’s on spotify!) with the same title as this fic. it is such a good song, i swear. i’m working on the requests, don’t worry. yes, this was reposted. originally, i wanted to add a gif/photo while on the mobile app but it said it had too many words smh. so here it is, maybe it’ll get a little more attention now? love u bye ((also i’m grounded and not supposed to here whoops))
word count: 1247 words
warning(s): angst kinda + should fluff be a warning?

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leave my body
floating away
let the rain
come down
this is what i’m used to
it’s what i’m made of
you’ll see

Peter Parker was the love of your life. You adored him endlessly. Whenever you saw him, you’d feel warmth creeping over your chest and butterflies fluttering in your stomach. What made it better was he’d look at you and feel the same way.

Peter Parker, oh wow. That boy could make you smile. His soft fingers touching yours, filling the spaces in between: that’s his favorite sensation. He always wanted you to feel his love in the most tangible ways because he knew you’ve been left alone before. He knew of your fair share of heartbreak and loneliness, and he made it a point to never let you experience that again.

“You’re gonna leave me one day.” You told him, sobbing. His eyes softened as he heard the fear in your voice.

“Not a chance, baby.” He reassured you, lacing his fingers into yours. He kissed your knuckles as your hands remained intertwined.

“How do you know?” You cried.

“I just know, Y/N.” He smiled. You grew frustrated with the way he handled the situation so easily.

“They all left me, why would you stay?” You mumbled under your breath, ready to draw your hand back.

“Because I love you, and that’s all I need to stay.” He said, tightening his grip around your hand. Everything felt better and you thought maybe he would stick around.

finding anchors
deep in the sea
for your fickle mind
and your cold feet
i’m the only one swimming
while you’re still waiting
by the shore

There were times when Peter wouldn’t have it. He hated having to repeat himself as if you didn’t believe his love for you. It was clear as day that you both were in love with each other, why was it so hard for you to believe that he would stay?

There were days when you’d make him laugh as if he had never laughed before. Sometimes, he’d catch you staring and you’d ask him how you had gotten so lucky. He always told you he was the lucky one… but then there were days when you’d shut him out and it would leave him dumbfounded and confused. Why would you wallow in your own sadness instead of letting him help you?

“Do you expect me to just wait here and watch you cry?” He asked, raising his voice. “Why do you shut me out every time?”

“I-I don’t want to be a burden.” You replied. “You already have a whole city to save, I don’t want to be extra baggage to carry.”

“Y/N, you’re never a burden to me. Listen, please,” He cupped your face as he begged. “I love you.”

Despite the arguments, he still wouldn’t leave. He was often confused, but he was patient. Peter Parker would wait for you, no matter how long it takes.

i made a list of things i love
just in case you go
all my life has been about
waiting for people to go
your love’s uncertain
won’t you hold it down in chains?
oh won’t you break me now so i can’t feel the pain?

You gave Peter a letter telling him how much you loved him along with the things you loved about him. Oh, Peter. I love your eyes, your smile, you fingers when they’re wrapped around mine. I get butterflies every time you want to hold my hand, even when it’s clammy. I love the way your nose scrunches up when you hear me say something unbelievably cheesy but blush at the same time. I love all of these things. I love you and all of you.

You always wrote him things like these, from letters to poems. You, too, wanted to make him feel your love in the most tangible ways, just a little different from how he does it.

Peter knew you didn’t want him reading it in front of you. He always kept it in his pocket to read for later, then he tells you how much he loved reading it the day after.

You’d never admit it, but it was sort of a reminder just in case he forgot how much you loved him. You don’t want Peter to leave, regardless of the countless times you’ve asked if he wanted to. You just thought maybe if he left now, it would hurt less, but you both knew that wasn’t true. It has been too long for it not to hurt. You loved him too much for it not to hurt.

but all i want is
steady love
leave my heart in
steady love
and all i want is
steady love
empty your hands and hold me
give me steady love

“It hurts me, you know?” Peter said out of the blue. You were laying on his chest while he leaned against a tree in the park. He held your hand, intertwining your fingers together. “When you ask me if I wanna leave? It hurts me.” You looked at him with a mixture of guilt and fear. “I’m not angry, Y/N. It just gets me thinking a lot. I love you.” He said in a calm voice. “I don’t want anyone else, I only want you. You’re more than I deserve, I hate that you think I deserve better. You’re my favorite person. You are better.”

“Peter-” You started but he wasn’t finished.

“I know you have your doubts and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have mine, but Y/N, god, I love you. I’m sorry if I don’t try hard enough to understand you. You’re my whole world. You’re my life line. I’ll say all the things I wanna say and tell you all the things you wanna hear. I just want you to realize how much you mean to me.” He brought your hand to his lips. “I only want you and your steady love.”

no, i don’t want just any love
i want steady love

“I-I’m sorry, Peter.” You drew your hand back and turned to face him. “I love you too, I really do. I’m sorry for all the times I shut you out. I’m sorry I keep telling you to leave when I don’t want you to. I’m sorry for being so high maintenance.” You held his hands again. “I don’t wanna give up on you, Peter. I want to fix this. I want to fix us.”

“There’s nothing to fix.” He furrowed his brows and shook his head.

You let a small laugh escape from your lips. “There’s so much to fix, Peter. We’re not perfect and that’s okay. I’d rather have this than be with anyone else.” You sniffed. You didn’t realize you were crying.

Peter cupped your face with his hands, wiping your tears away with his thumbs. “I love you.” He said again. Neither of you grew tired of giving and receiving those words.

“I love you too.” You replied. You leaned in to kiss him softly and pulled away with a smile.

Peter Parker was the love of your life. He didn’t give you just any love, he gave you the love you deserved. Oh wow, the things that boy could do to you. He confused you sometimes, and you to him, but that will never be enough to make either of you stop giving each other steady love.

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masterlist

99 awesome songs by artists you maybe haven’t heard of
  1. Arcadia – The Kite String Tangle
  2. Bittersweet – ARCHIS
  3. Luck That Keeps You Guessing – One Night Only
  4. (*Fin) – Anberlin
  5. Dark Matter – Andrew Belle
  6. Not Going Home – Great Good Fine Ok
  7. Weathered – Jack Garratt
  8. A Thousand Suns – Cartel
  9. They Don’t Need To Understand  Andy Black
  10. Take Me Home –  Hollywood Undead
  11. Long Night – Rawlins Cross
  12. Honestly – Cary Brothers
  13. Fallen – Forty Foot Echo
  14. All Will Be Well – The Gabe Dixon Band
  15. This Empty Northern Hemisphere – Gregory Alan Isakov
  16. Le Pony – Italian Japanese
  17. Mr. Rogers – Travis Garland
  18. Iris (Goo Goo Dolls Cover) – Alex Goot ft. Chad Sugg
  19. Where The Nightingales Sing –  Alan Doyle
  20. Busy Busy – The Royal Concept
  21. Oh Death – Jen Titus
  22. The World Spins Madly On – The Weepies
  23. Blow My House Down – 78violet
  24. The Minstrel’s Prayer – Cartel
  25. Here’s To Us – Kevin Rudolf
  26. So Let’s Go – Alan Doyle
  27. Wonder – The Kite String Tangle
  28. Sellouts – Breathe Carolina ft. Danny Worsnop
  29. Use Somebody (Kings of Leon Cover) – Laura Jansen
  30. Ends of the Earth – Lord Huron
  31. Sooner Or Later – Mat Kearney
  32. Forget and Not Slow Down  Relient K
  33. Saint Valentine – Gregory Alan Isakov
  34. Stage I Remember – Matt Webb
  35. Where Is My Mind (The Pixies Cover) – Emily Browning & Yaov
  36. What I Know – Parachute
  37. 1901 – Phoenix
  38. Curl Up and Die – Relient K
  39. Free – Lighthouse Family
  40. Cabin Down Below – The Royal Concept
  41. What If – Safetysuit
  42. Paperthin Hymn  Anberlin
  43. Ancient History – Set It Off
  44. Pieces – Red
  45. Lie To Me – Shane Mack
  46. Can’t Hold On – Shiloh
  47. Lazy Eye – Silversun Pickups
  48. Learning To Love Again – Mat Kearney
  49. Shut The World – The Royal Concept
  50. Killer Whales – Smallpools
  51. These Days – Take That
  52. Sweet Disposition – The Temper Trap
  53. Hurricane – Midnight Cinema
  54. Skeletons – Breathe Carolina
  55. Windmills – Toad the Wet Sproket
  56. Shattered – Trading Yesterday
  57. Whatcha Say (Jason Derulo Cover) – Alex Goot ft. Tyler Ward
  58. Chariots of Fire – Travis Garland
  59. Love The Fall  – Michael Paynter ft. The Veronicas
  60. Catch Me If You Can – Walking On Cars
  61. 27 Forever – The Royal Concept
  62. Can’t Go Back Now – The Weepies
  63. Youngblood – 3OH!3
  64. Illuminate – The Kite String Tangle
  65. Bullet – 78violet
  66. Life In The Pain – Safetysuit
  67. Mason Jar – Smallpools
  68. Blood – ARCHIS
  69. Smile – The Royal Concept
  70. Blank Space (Taylor Swift Cover)  Postmodern Jukebox
  71. Paint Me Black – Ben Hazlewood ft. Mali Koa Hood
  72. Revolution – Trading Yesterday
  73. Money On Your Tongue – Michael Paynter
  74. Teardrop – Newton Faulkner
  75. You Wanna Know – Don Broco
  76. Duet – Everything Everything
  77. How You Survived The War – The Weepies
  78. Dice – Finley Quaye
  79. End Of The World – Hunter Hunted
  80. B-13 – Jump, Little Children
  81. Atlantic – The Midway State
  82. Say You Don’t Want It – One Night Only
  83. Running Up That Hill – Placebo
  84. The Edge – 78violet
  85. Two Stones – Walking On Cars
  86. Clouds – Travis Garland
  87. Straight Lines – Silverchair
  88. Why Worry – Set It Off
  89. Goodnight Song – Tammany Hall NYC
  90. Perfect Stranger – Midnight Cinema
  91. In My Head – Your Vegas
  92. Words – The Kite String Tangle
  93. Happy (Pharrell Cover) – Palisades
  94. Money Power Fame – Don Broco
  95. Retrograde Cartel
  96. We Get By  JoJo
  97. Daisy –  Brand New
  98. English Girls  The Maine
  99. (Submarine) Smallpools
For the Fickle - Peter Parker x Reader

A/N: hello, lovelies! this wasn’t requested. i have been working on this one for quite a long time. it’s based on a song by Reese Lansangan with the same title as this fic. it is such a good song, i swear. i’m working on the requests, don’t worry. please bear with me, i wanted to post this with a cute picture of peter/tom but mobile tumblr is pretty much shit and won’t let me post too long and made things complicated. i’ll be better at this, i promise! thank you all so much!
word count: 1247 words
warning(s): angst kinda

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leave my body
floating away
let the rain
come down
this is what i’m used to
it’s what i’m made of
you’ll see

Peter Parker was the love of your life. You adored him endlessly. Whenever you saw him, you’d feel warmth creeping over your chest and butterflies fluttering in your stomach. What made it better was he’d look at you and feel the same way.

Peter Parker, oh wow. That boy could make you smile. His soft fingers touching yours, filling the spaces in between: that’s his favorite sensation. He always wanted you to feel his love in the most tangible ways because he knew you’ve been left alone before. He knew of your fair share of heartbreak and loneliness, and he made it a point to never let you experience that again.

“You’re gonna leave me one day.” You told him, sobbing. His eyes softened as he heard the fear in your voice.

“Not a chance, baby.” He reassured you, lacing his fingers into yours. He kissed your knuckles as your hands remained intertwined.

“How do you know?” You cried.

“I just know, Y/N.” He smiled. You grew frustrated with the way he handled the situation so easily.

“They all left me, why would you stay?” You mumbled under your breath, ready to draw your hand back.

“Because I love you, and that’s all I need to stay.” He said, tightening his grip around your hand. Everything felt better and you thought maybe he would stick around.

finding anchors
deep in the sea
for your fickle mind
and your cold feet
i’m the only one swimming
while you’re still waiting
by the shore

There were times when Peter wouldn’t have it. He hated having to repeat himself as if you didn’t believe his love for you. It was clear as day that you both were in love with each other, why was it so hard for you to believe that he would stay?

There were days when you’d make him laugh as if he had never laughed before. Sometimes, he’d catch you staring and you’d ask him how you had gotten so lucky. He always told you he was the lucky one… but then there were days when you’d shut him out and it would leave him dumbfounded and confused. Why would you wallow in your own sadness instead of letting him help you?

“Do you expect me to just wait here and watch you cry?” He asked, raising his voice. “Why do you shut me out every time?”

“I-I don’t want to be a burden.” You replied. “You already have a whole city to save, I don’t want to be extra baggage to carry.”

“Y/N, you’re never a burden to me. Listen, please,” He cupped your face as he begged. “I love you.”

Despite the arguments, he still wouldn’t leave. He was often confused, but he was patient. Peter Parker would wait for you, no matter how long it takes.

i made a list of things i love
just in case you go
all my life has been about
waiting for people to go
your love’s uncertain
won’t you hold it down in chains?
oh won’t you break me now so i can’t feel the pain?

You gave Peter a letter telling him how much you loved him along with the things you loved about him. Oh, Peter. I love your eyes, your smile, you fingers when they’re wrapped around mine. I get butterflies every time you want to hold my hand, even when it’s clammy. I love the way your nose scrunches up when you hear me say something unbelievably cheesy but blush at the same time. I love all of these things. I love you and all of you.

You always wrote him things like these, from letters to poems. You, too, wanted to make him feel your love in the most tangible ways, just a little different from how he does it.

Peter knew you didn’t want him reading it in front of you. He always kept it in his pocket to read for later, then he tells you how much he loved reading it the day after.

You’d never admit it, but it was sort of a reminder just in case he forgot how much you loved him. You don’t want Peter to leave, regardless of the countless times you’ve asked if he wanted to. You just thought maybe if he left now, it would hurt less, but you both knew that wasn’t true. It has been too long for it not to hurt. You loved him too much for it not to hurt.

but all i want is
steady love
leave my heart in
steady love
and all i want is
steady love
empty your hands and hold me
give me steady love

“It hurts me, you know?” Peter said out of the blue. You were laying on his chest while he leaned against a tree in the park. He held your hand, intertwining your fingers together. “When you ask me if I wanna leave? It hurts me.” You looked at him with a mixture of guilt and fear. “I’m not angry, Y/N. It just gets me thinking a lot. I love you.” He said in a calm voice. “I don’t want anyone else, I only want you. You’re more than I deserve, I hate that you think I deserve better. You’re my favorite person. You are better.”

“Peter-” You started but he wasn’t finished.

“I know you have your doubts and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have mine, but Y/N, god, I love you. I’m sorry if I don’t try hard enough to understand you. You’re my whole world. You’re my life line. I’ll say all the things I wanna say and tell you all the things you wanna hear. I just want you to realize how much you mean to me.” He brought your hand to his lips. “I only want you and your steady love.”

no, i don’t want just any love
i want steady love

“I-I’m sorry, Peter.” You drew your hand back and turned to face him. “I love you too, I really do. I’m sorry for all the times I shut you out. I’m sorry I keep telling you to leave when I don’t want you to. I’m sorry for being so high maintenance.” You held his hands again. “I don’t wanna give up on you, Peter. I want to fix this. I want to fix us.”

“There’s nothing to fix.” He furrowed his brows and shook his head.

You let a small laugh escape from your lips. “There’s so much to fix, Peter. We’re not perfect and that’s okay. I’d rather have this than be with anyone else.” You sniffed. You didn’t realize you were crying.

Peter cupped your face with his hands, wiping your tears away with his thumbs. “I love you.” He said again. Neither of you grew tired of giving and receiving those words.

“I love you too.” You replied. You leaned in to kiss him softly and pulled away with a smile.

Peter Parker was the love of your life. He didn’t give you just any love, he gave you the love you deserved. Oh wow, the things that boy could do to you. He confused you sometimes, and you to him, but that will never be enough to make either of you stop giving each other steady love.

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Fan Account 21|02|2016: History in London, 히스토리

Okay so I’m waiting on the bus to go back to Scotland and I’m writing this on my phone but I felt I need to get this out as soon as possible.
I am just out from seeing History and honestly… I’m emotional wreck. This band has meant so much to me because of many different reasons. They helped and continue to help me through rough times (and I had a really rough time near when they debuted) and on top of that I met some amazing storias (you know who you are Geosquad) who have come to mean the world to me, all due to history.

OKAY so now to the actual concert. I can’t remember quite when I started queueing but it was hella early and we were… 15 away from the front I think? It was a big group of us and there was a wee bit of gossiping and nastyness going around because we left to go get food for the group and people thought we were jumping the queue when we got back.
To be honest, it was quite… chaotic the entire queuing time. I met some awesome, truly awesome, people but some fans also severely disappointed us because when History arrived, they chased after the. After that Sihyoung and (I’m not sure because he was wearing a hoodie) Jaeho/Yijeong left to go get food and drink. Again.. fans literally followed them and I got really angry because Sihyoung was obviously pissed off by it. So yes, I was the really loud Scottish girl if anyone heard me telling people to back off from the members.
The queue was a mess but anyway skip forward and I had VIP tickets so I got early entry. I was .. one person away from the front I’d say and at first it was fine. Slowly but surely the entire place was packed and I thought I would be okay, but fans were kinda crazy and I nearly fainted after one song (Dreamer).

Before they came on they kept peeking through a little partition at the back and the crowd obviously went wild. As they actually came on, they looked genuinely surprised at how the fans were; they were going wild.

So anyway after one song I moved to the back where I had some friends and I enjoyed myself more there. I could see everything perfectly and the songs after dreamer were from various albums, none title tracks. Each and every song was performed incredibly, I swear to goodness I knew they were going to be good but they shocked me with their talent.

So their of course they had their initial hellos after two songs, they talked about how loud and energetic we were and said they’d like to reciprocate that with their performances in order to show their love. They didn’t take long talking that time and quickly started performing again.

The next time they started talking however…. Sihyoung was a completely idiot oh my god. He waddled around the stage and I can’t quite remember the reason.

They had two main talking moments and my memory of what happened specifically at each part is iffy so I’ll just say the things that happened.
They definitelly all specifically talked about London and what they loved about it. Kyungil said the music, films, the fans and “herry pottah” hahhaah. Yijeong was surprisingly quiet and simply said the UK storias. Dokyun said british football players. Sihyoung and Jaeho were similar too.

History also had a moment where they took questions from the crowd and oh dear… forst person to go I could tell was my friend even from the way she breathed into the mic. Claire you are a unique breather. First kyungil goes “so cute!” To her. She asked them why they are so handsome and they could'nt understand her and neither could the translator so… her bias Sihyoung imitated her by babbling and making a face HAHAHHA. For quite a few minutes everyone talked about how cute she was but eventually Kyungil instead said “Why are you so beautiful?” and everyone went wild. So they all listed why they were handsome and Dokyun said “because my father is handsome”. They all agreed and started going on like “… my mum is handsome!” “My gran is handsome!”. Then kyungil answered and he said “but I’m ugly” we all called him a liar. Jaeho then said that kyungil was sexy and that so was he HAHHA.

Another question was “can I stand beside you in the Meet and Greet?” to sihyoung and he said of course. Anothrr question was “what is your favourite song” and kyungil was like “well we listen to this pretty much every day… it’s called History by One Direction”. They proceeded to sing that song ahhh.

Another question was what british food had they tried so far… apparently subway and mcdonalds are british food hahha.

Okay now to the biggy. Someone asked their ideal type and honestly that’s been overdone but.. they made it special. Dokyun said someone that is kind and has a nice smile to which all of the members started pointing to all of the crowd. Jaeho said that London storias are ideal type which made the members laugh and call him a liar LOL. They then said he was called casanova in SK. Sihyoung said that his ideal type is someone who looks good in jeans!

BUT. THEN Yijeong thought for a wee bit before saying that his leader was his ideal type, he then approached Kyungil and touched him. He was then encouraged to properly hug and he literally clung to Kyungil. Then we all encouraged Kyungil to hug him back and he did BUT then he burst out like “I LIKE GIRLS”. Yijeong laughed really loudly the lil bab. Then Kyungil said that his ideal type was a girl that loved him and yup, crowd went wild.

On top of that History also told his that they’re going sight seeing tomorrow (22nd Feb) and that if anyone saw them that they have to come and say hi. They then asked the light directors to turn on the lights for the crowds so they they could “memorise” faces!!!!

Okay so this part wrecked me you have no idea but they also said that initially History had come to London/Europe in order to give his strength and energy but they feel like instead it is them that is going home with more energy and happiness.

So performance wise Dokyun and Yijeong both did solo performances and Yijeong got really really emotional. You vould see he was crying throughout but at the end as he was walking off he was properly wiping at his eyes. I’m not okay.

They also did some sort of collab performance Jaeho with Kyungil, Kyungil with Sihyoung and Yijeong.

So they performed Might Just Die last, but obviously came back for encore (I started the chant hell yeah baby) and performed Ghost and Tell Me Love. LOTS OF FANSERVICE.

During the entire thing all of them interacted a lot with the crowd, and specifically with me it seemed that everyone else was waving at them and I made a heart sign with my arms abive my head to which (oh dear god) Yijeong pointed at me and made a heart sign back.

So that was it for the performances (I’m sure other people will remember more so look out for other fan accounts). Now onto the M&G!

I was daaaamn near the front but unfortunarely I wasn’t at the back to give Yijeong the tartan stuffed bunny we had brought from Scotland… he definitely got it though and that’s what matters. So it was all pretty chill but they were adamant not to hang around the members too long when giving high fives.

I said thank you to all of them, and Dokyun was first AND HE’S A SWEET LITTLE BABY AND HE SAID THANK YOU BACK. Also I noticed that all of them really GRABBED onto our hands, like properly.

Then Yijeong, and this will be with me to the end of my days (yeah he’s my bias but I love them all). I said 사랑해 but was so panicky that I forgot to add 요. Buuut he then said 나도 사랑해 and I died.

Then was Kyungil and uh… who allowed him to be so beautiful? He was super sweet though, as they all were and his smile was so big.Then Jaeho and that cheeky smirk omfg NOT ALLOWED. He said thank you as well! Sihyoung hahahha this boy I swear to god. I die. I die. I die. They all were so happy and smiling. To be honest… ALL OF THEM are legit so beautiful in real life, you have no idea.

So after the high five (we were split into 10 people) we were told to wait at the side. One girl was stressing out trying to figure where to put us and oh boyyyy I was put infront of Yijeong. I 100% looked a mess because I was still panicky and I couldn’t smile properly. Still, it will be a precious memory and photograph.

After that was done I turned around and specifically said thank you to Yijeong again and he was a lil bab and said thank you too.

So yeah THAT’S MY FAN ACCOUNT.

I’M FINALLY ON THE BUS HOME, 8 HOURS TO GO. I’M A BUBBLING FOOL TRYING TO HIDE HER TEARS FROM THE STRANGER NEXT TO HER.

THANK YOU HISTORY FOR MAKING MY DAY, MY MONTH, MY YEAR. I LOVE YOU FOR DEBUTING, I LOVE YOU FOR YOUR TALENT, I LOVE YOU FOR YOUR MUSIC AND I LOVE WHAT YOU’VE DONE FOR ME.

Am I ridiculous enough yet. Uh yeah. Thank you History and thank you Storia. I’m so so sorry if this is a pile of shit.

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whouffle meme: songs: crazy bird by wild child [½]

Four walls and fancy friends
Don’t need me none of them
Because I’ve got you know and that’s enough
(Well I’m glad) (Well so am I)

5 things you need to survive medical school

1. A good pair of headphones.

These are the ones I chose, but really any pair will do.

2. A good playlist or three (but probably more).

Lately I’ve enjoyed making playlists themed to the topic du jour in physiology. It keeps me focused, and you’d be surprised how many songs have “kidney” in their title.

3. An army of pens.

I swear, I’m not insane. It’s nice to color code. At least, it gives meaning to things for me.

4. An unending supply of caffeine.

I’m fairly positive this is self-explanatory.

5. Someone to talk to.

Most of the time it’s not even going to matter what it’s about. But somehow you’re going to need to balance out the caffeine consumption and the constant onslaught of sensory input and things that you absolutely need to know.