the only song i sorta liked was how to save a life

My Reason

Characters: Y/N, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester (mentioned), Mary, Cas and Lucifer (briefly mentioned)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: A tiny bit of angst at first but it’s all good. Smut, the fluffy love making kind.      

Word Count: 1400ish

A/N: This is a two birds with one stone sorta of a thing. I promised @salvachester fluffy Dean smut and an aesthetic (hence why this fic has one) because she spend hours helping me create the new theme on my blog. Love you Scar. I hope you like this one.

It is also my entry for @iwantthedean’s SoCo Summer Challenge where my prompt was You’re my reason for breathing, but I kinda used the song the line is from for inspiration as well. Hence the tiny bit of angst in the beginning. Listen to Something Corporate - She Paints Me Blue.

It is set after ep 12x22 but before the massacre that was the finale.

Thanks to the sweet amazing @deansleather for betaing this one for me. Love you Maddy <3

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

Dean knew he had no right to be here. He had pushed her away a long time ago. Back when the Mark was still on his arm. He had told her he didn’t love her anymore and he had practically thrown her out of the Bunker. Every since the Mark got ripped from his arm he had been telling himself what he had done was for the best. He knew that he had hurt her, but she left the life. She was safe. She could be happy without him, but the truth was he couldn’t be happy without her. Not even close. Y/N had left a gaping hole where his heart used to be. He had tried to fill it with booze and women, but no matter who he screwed or how much he drank the void was always there.

Admitting that to himself however hadn’t been easy. He yelled at Sam every time he brought her up and he told himself that he was fine. She was just a girl right? There was plenty of girls in this world. Nothing special about her. Other than there was. It had taken Dean being almost buried alive in his own home to see that. All he could think about being trapped in the Bunker while the air slowly ran out was her. He saw her at every turn of the halls. Her smile, her eyes, her body. He heard her laughter echoing off the walls, her soft whisper telling him how much she loved him.

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anonymous asked:

Hello~.I find requesting really scary, and thus have never done so before.But ever since you wrote the mermaid minhyuk au I've craved one for kihyun.The mermaid au was so fricking cute and it still pops into my head whenever I get a notification of a new post you've made.I know you have so much going on,but if you'd ever considered making a mermaid au(or perhaps even a siren au because kihyun voice <3)for kihyun I'd be the happiest follower ever ^_^. Your writing is pure love on so many levels

mermaid aus are getting so popular hehe!! here’s kihyun~
find mermaid!minhyuk (here)

  • has always been the best singer among the mermaids in his part of the ocean and he’s really really proud of his voice
  • has a tail that is a shimmering yellow with teal hints at the tips of his fins
  • wears a necklace of really pretty shells around his neck that was passed down to him from his mother
  • teaches the younger mermaid kids how to sing on key,,,,it’s really cute but he’s apparently a tough teacher LOL
  • ok,,,but in this au,,,,kihyun’s hair is long,,,,,like to his waist,,,,imagine,,,,
  • is actually kind of scared of land,,,,he doesn’t like sand and humans sorta scare him,,,,,,just because they seem so loud and not a good loud like a Bad loud
  • so he tells the kids he teaches to stay away from the surface if they can,,,,the ocean is home
  • and u well u have always been scared of deep ocean water
  • ur fine walking a bit into the shore,,,,just till ur covered to the knee,,,,anything deeper tho and ur running back to land because like WHO knows whats in there,,,,,sharks??? monsters???? those fish that puff up and can spike u to death???? no thanks
  • but one morning as ur collecting shells on the shore u hear,,,,,,,a voice??? a singing voice???
  • but it’s,,,,it’s more than just a person singing a song,,,,it’s much more,,,,,smooth and beautiful???
  • the melody seems to flow even tho it’s just a voice with no instruments???? 
  • and u can’t help it but u feel urself drifting toward that voice and u find urself on the boardwalk,,,,walking right to the end and looking down into a net cast into water,,,,,except,,,,,,,,,,,there’s someone in the net????
  • the voice is coming from them and u squat down to see a boy,,,,eyes shut tight,,,,but it’s obvious he’s the one singing and u wonder briefly if he’s singing to calm himself down
  • but then,,,,,u see it
  • the tail
  • yellow and glistening against the harsh dark netting and helplessly splashing around
  • and u think for a moment u must have hallucinated it. that the boy is stuck,,,,with a bunch of fish,,,but that makes no sense because as ur eyes travel up the tail u see the torso of a human,,,the chest of a human,,,,the neck of a human,,,,,,,,and the singing stops because u lock eyes with the boy whose opened them
  • and his hair,,,,,,all thrown around his face and tangled in the net too doesn’t shield the way his eyes get big in even more fear
  • and u dont know what to say so all u can blurt out is “are u stuck?” which is redundant because of course he’s stuck but,,,the boy just freezes
  • and ur like “do,,,,can you understand me???? i think ur stuck???”
  • u bend down a little and put ur hand on the net,,,trying to figure out where it has been tied closed but u cant find it and the boy shakes a little and ur like “i ,,, i won’t hurt you!! i heard ur pretty singing and,,,,,,ill get u out before the fisherman come ok i promise!!”
  • and ur words seem to work because he stops squirming and suddenly,,,he goes “will you set me free?” and ur surprised because he speaks ur language but u nod and ur like “ill get u out and u can go back int,,,into the ocean!!”
  • and he nods but he’s also like “the opening is under me,,,u need to jump in the water.”
  • and ur like,,,,,,,,,,,,,jump?,,,,,,it’s deep,,,,i,,,,,,,,cant
  • and he’s like why not and ur like,,,,the water scares me,,,,,,,and kihyun for the first time looks at u and instead of thinking u want to hurt him or that ur some loud human,,,he hears ur voice get smaller and ???? to him theres nothing scary about water it’s land that scares him but,,,,here u are
  • and he’s like “there’s nothing here,,,it’s not scary,,,,,i promise,,,,” and u swallow because u havent been in deep water for a while,,,but u also know if u dont hurry the fisherman will come and find him
  • so pushing your anxiety down u do ur best to slip one foot in,,,,pulling it back until u hear his voice again,,,,,,so angelic go “it’s ok,,,there’s nothing but water.”
  • and u nod and finally u slide ur whole body into the water off the boardwalk and with trembling hands u start to feel down the netting and with one breath u dunk ur head under water when u feel the knot and try to work as fast as possible
  • with it finally undone u come back up and feel ur heartbeat go crazy,,,the fear coming back and kihyun wiggles until he’s free and u pull the netting off him too but before he leaves he pauses himself
  • seeing ur shaking shoulder and suddenly he wraps an arm around you and lifts you into his arms and ur like “what-”
  • with a slight jump out of the water he manages to push you back up onto the boardwalk and he’s like “thank you,,,,for helping me - um,,,,-”
  • and u tell him ur name and he’s like “im kihyun,,,,” and ur still shaken up from being in water and ur looking at him in disbelief
  • and he’s like “i,,,,,,,will a song calm u down?” and u blink but nod and,,,,there it is again
  • that voice that lead u to him,,,,so beautiful and flowing
  • and as u sit there shivering on the boardwalk,,, kihyun reaches out his hand from the water and u take it,,,,letting him sing until ur shivering has stopped
  • and u and him just look at one and other,,,,and kihyun can’t believe it,,,,,that there are humans,,,,,
  • that looks so,,,,,,,nice
  • and even in ur fragile state ud jumped into water and saved him and,,,,,kihyun doesnt like being wrong but ,,, maybe not all humans are bad and he suddenly hears something and lets go of ur hand and is like i must go,,,,,,but i owe u my life,,,,,,,,,,
  • and u seem to forget ur fear for a second because u lean over,,,, over the boardwalk and ask if ull see him again
  • and kihyun hesitates,,,,but he can feel his heart is telling him to say yes not only because u saved him but because,,,the color of ur eyes and ur hair in ur face and the gentle touch of ur warm skin against his had,,,,,,,done something to him
  • so he says yes,,,,that he’ll visit u again and ull be able to tell because he’ll sing the same song,,,,,,,,
  • and ur like ill be waiting and kihyun dives back in,,,his yellow tail is the last thing u see of him glimmering as it disappears and u wonder that the ocean may be scary
  • but it’s also full of beautiful mermaids like kihyun,,,,,,,,it can’t be that bad

on this day, 28 years ago, the legendary janet jackson released her iconic “janet jackson’s rhythm nation:1814” album. the album was released during the peak of my mother’s crack addiction. here is the LONG story through “rhythm nation: 1814” music videos of how that album and my childhood best friend, robert, saved my life. 

it was mid-august of 1989 when my life would change. i lived in north philadelphia with my mother and my five brothers in a one bed-room apartment. well it was sorta of an apartment. my grand mother has transformed her two-story house into two living quarters. we lived downstairs while grand mother lived upstairs. this meant that the “living room” was our bedroom. the “dining room” was everything but a “dinning room” because we never had meals in that room because didn’t even have a table. it was dark and empty room for the most part but it was where i spent most of my time dancing and avoiding the world. it was also the room where i first heard janet’s “miss you much.“ 

the song premiered on Q-102 fm in philadelphia and i waited till the top of the next hour to hear it again so that i could record it on my cassette. because we didn’t have cable, i had to wait until the weekly syndicated show "friday night videos” premiered the video. and hunty, once i saw the video - it was a wrap! the imagery and the fuckin’ choreography provided my lungs with oxygen! 

my mother’s crack addiction was its peak during the time. i found solace in learning choreography from music videos. i found peace in imagining myself in those music videos. “miss you much” amplified those fantasies! it was the first music video that had a fuckin’ plot twist. when she said “is that the end?” and her dancers said “no!” and she started that ICONIC chair routine! bitch, whatever life i lived before that moment no longer mattered. i needed a hat and a chair to dance with! 

i would practice the choreography in the dinning room while my younger brother nicholas watched. he was a great sport because he would sit on the floor until he fell asleep watching me dance. but i tell ya this - i mastered that routine and by the time my 7th grade school year started, i was showing off my skills to my fellow students in the lunch room.

although it had been just a few weeks since the release of the album, i already memorized every word by the time i started the grade started. i hated school and dreaded the start of a new year. i wasn’t sure if i could deal with the name calling but i was also inspired to getting my education because janet herself said it was important.

it was the first day of the 7th grade when i met robert. i knew as soon as i walked into the classroom him commanding space with his beautiful spirit that my life was about to not be as fucked as it was at that time. i remember exhaling when i saw him and thinking to myself, “finally i am not the only one.” for years, i was always the only “out” student in school and seeing another unapologetic femme dude provided me a safe place land after being in limbo for what felt like a millions years. 

i sat near him and his crew waiting for an opportunity to connect. the moment he said “i love janet jackson!” i knew this was my chance to connect. i said “ooh honey chyle, i love me some miss janet too!” we were best friends from that moment. before robert, i had to survive lunch in the cafeteria on my own. being called “faggot” sliced me open but when i was with robert, i didn’t care. we laughed at the students who called us faggots. we laughed at them because they didn’t know janet’s “miss you much” and “rhythm nation” choreography. we did! a-ha!

i remember on some days we were bold enough to do the choreography in the lunch room. of course, we had to do it without music so we just sang the songs while we danced. most students laughed but some others were quite impressed. those were the students that would eventually help to make survival in the cafeteria a little easier. 

one day, while in science class, miss harrison approached me and robert as we walked into the classroom and asked if robert and i could do our janet routines because it will quiet the kids down. miss harrison was a young teacher and the students always gave her a hard time. i remember feeling so affirmed and yet so very shocked that: 1. miss harrsion knew we could dance and 2. she was asking us to dance. usually, robert and i danced cuz we wanted to. now here we were in a classroom where the teacher is asking us to dance to help her get “control” (you see what i just did? lol) of the class. we didn’t dance that day. mainly because unlike the cafeteria, her classroom only had one exit and we weren’t trying to risk it. lol

by the time the “escapade” music video was released in january of 1990, robert was sent away to a group home. i remember feeling immense pain and heartache because i wasn’t sure if we would ever see each other again. my family didn’t have a house phone. we wouldn’t get a land line until 1995.

i had to learn the choreography alone. i had to survive school alone. i had to fuckin’ survive my mother’s addiction. but i had my rhythm nation cassette. well, i had the cassette but no radio to play it on because one of my mother’s friends stole my damn radio and sold it. lawd, how the hell did i survive!? i tell ya know.

by this time, i spent every monday and wednesday afternoon in miss wilson’s english club. granted, i was the only student who showed up but i loved miss wilson. she had been my 6th grade teacher and she was always welcoming. we didn’t do anything related to english studies, she and i just sat and gossip about the other teachers. this is how i knew that my social studies teacher, who loved to laugh whenever i was teased, was getting a divorced after finding out her husband was having an affair. this information would prove useful one day when she laughed at me after a boy called me a “faggot.”. chyle, i said “you laugh all you want but i know when you go home tonight, you’re husband won’t be there.” chyle, her face cracked! she never laughed at me again. 

anywho, during my afternoons with miss wilson, i would tell her about my life. she would remind me of how special i was and how one day janet will pick me to dance for her. when i told miss wilson about my radio being stolen, she went out and bought me a new one - the next damn day! as a token of my appreciation, i danced to “escapade” for her. also, i wanted to show off the choreography.

in other related “escapade” stories, i seldom danced in front of my mother. while she was hella supportive of me as a queer kid, she did struggle with my being unapologetically fem. she hated that i lip synced to songs by women. which is why i was so surprised when one day while drinking with friends in our “living room” which was also our bedroom, she asked me to dance to a janet jackson song. i chose “escapade” because it was the current single. although looking back now, i wished i had chosen “rhythm nation.” she smiled the entire time and after i was done her friend said, “you dance just like michael jackson.” i knew what he “meant” but was more irritated that he chose to say michael and not janet. i was sad that i wasn’t dancing with robert.

by the time “alright”, RN1814’s fourth single was released, i was living with my aunt janet. i had fallen into a deep depression so i janet invited me to come live with her. 

it was the spring of 1990 and robert was still away at his group home. i was transferred to a different school. i tried to reinvent myself as “straight” but that didn’t work. i wasn’t committed enough. lol it was in this school that i got into a fight with a dude who called me a faggot in english class - seriously, english classes sucked! also, they called the cops on me cuz i whipped that boy’s ass! i wasn’t arrested but school fucked with my mental health and decided that i would rather cut class that sit in a class that cut me. 

i used to sneak back home to my aunt’s house and watch music videos while she and her husband were at work. this is how i managed to catch the world premiere of the music video on mtv. i remember my aunt watching mtv later that night and telling me that they were about to show janet’s new video. i was like “oh really? that’s cool because i have never seen it.” i think she knew i was lying.

by the spring of 1990, robert managed to run away from his group home. i was still living with janet but somehow word got to me that robert was home and looking for me. i immediately rushed to his mom’s house but he left moments before i arrived. i am sure all of this would have been easier had we had phones but we didn’t. it was the 90s and we were poor as hell. 

anywho, i waited on his mom’s steps for hours before he finally returned! we hugged hard and he said “you still remember the steps?” we spent the next few hours talking about janet and life and boys and our dreams.

it was a school night so i had to get back to my aunt janet’s house. i didn’t want to leave robert. i was scared that he would disappear again. “hey. you want to go to the mall tomorrow? i can cut school."the next morning, i met up with robert and attempted to catch the bus but as soon as we got on, i saw my uncle jose sitting right by the damn driver. so we immediately jumped off the bus and decided to walk the five miles to the mall. i remember us taking a picture in the photo booth. i remember being hot as hell because i wore my burgundy turtleneck and it was fuckin’ june! 

on our way back from the mall, we stopped by save-a-lot. we had just under 5 dollars. enough to buy a few sodas, some cookies and a bag of chips. we found a playground nearby and sat on the swings killing time before i had to head back home. while we were there we met a girl about our age, who by today’s standard would be considered sex-positive but back then she was a girl who didn’t give a fuck what people thought. we shared our sodas and treats with her and laughed until our heads hurt.

robert walked me half way home that night. right as we were saying good-bye and planning our next outing, he said "you won.” i replied, “what?” he said, “remember our bet. i said that ‘lonely’ would have a video and you said that ‘come back to me’ would have a video. you won.

in late june of 1990, i was the saddest i had ever been. robert was returned to his group home and my aunt janet sent me back to live with my mother. she was fed up with my cutting school. the kicker is that i had just one more week of school. 

i remember leaving her house and dreading going back to my mother’s house. by this time, my mother lived in a two bedroom house. it was definitely a come-up from our usual one-bedroom apartment. but i didn’t want to deal with her addiction. but i had no choice. 

i spent the entire summer locked in a room that i shared with my brothers. i just watched tv shows and music videos all. damn. day. this is why i can still remember the timeslots of many forgotten tv shows. 

sometime in july, robert showed up at my house. he had not run away but was given a weekend pass to visit family. we did what we had always done - danced to janet songs. i don’t remember us talking about our dreams. i think we became aware of that dreams for boys like us don’t come true. but we could still dance our asses off. 

that sunday, my aunt blanca and i drove him back to his group home. it was about a 45-minute drive and i counted every minute. he said if he was good, he would be given another weekend pass. i told him to be good. "black cat” premiered on a sunday in august. this i will always remember because i hated sundays. some days i still do. robert hated this song.

in the winter of 1990, robert came to live with us after he ranaway yet again from the group home. i told my mother that he was dischagred but had no place to go. she said, “then he will stay here." 

"love will never do (without you)” was released during this time. it is not only my fave song from the rhythm nation 1814 album, but it is my all-time-fave janet song. it is also one of me and robert’s fave janet video. the hair. the smile. the walk. antonio. everything. 

i remember us walking to the record store on germantown avenue - the same store i purchased the rhythm nation album in september of ‘89 - to buy the 12” single. mind you, i didn’t have a record player. we just had to have it! we would wind up buying all of the rhythm nation singles on 12" and then nail them to my wall (see pic in comment section.)

robert was already my brother but he became a brother to my brothers. my brother nicholas, who once watched me dance to “miss you much,” now watched as me and robert danced to everything.when janet released “janet.” in 1993, robert and i would perform “if” for all the drug dealers on the block. they would block traffic and turn the car lights on to provide us a spot light.

robert lived with my mother years long after i moved out. he even moved to florida with her. he would provide my mother the same magical gift he provided me for many years - his love and friendship. robert, love will never do without you.

Not So Drunken Babble

 Characters: Dean, Female Reader, Sam and Cas 

Pairing: DeanxReader

A/N: This is my entry for @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog Rom COm challenge. I chose the line from Hope Floats ( GREAT movie) and the prompt is in bold. I had alot of fun with this, and I love writing Dean. 

Tags: @hunters-hiraeth @ravengirl94 @thegreatficmaster @lafitte @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog @lipstickandwhiskey @rowdyhooliganism

Prompt:   Why does everybody keep asking me if I’ve been drinking? What? Is there like a coaster stuck to my… butt or something?- Hope Floats

Originally posted by canonspngifs


Dean scrubbed his face with his hand and sighed. This was impossible, it wasn’t happening. He was Dean Fucking Winchester! He’d stopped the Apocalypse, been to Hell, been to Purgatory and he’d been up against every single monster the universe could throw at him. All that, and this one act had him about to piss his pants.

He took a swig of his coffee, his third cup in an hour. Nobody else was up in the bunker, Sam snoring peacefully and Y/n curled up in her own bed. He could practice now. Practice made perfect, he’d always heard. Taking a deep breath, he leaned back and pulled on his most charming smile. “ So, Y/n. You and I, we been dancing around this fire called love awhile, huh?”

This fire called love?!  Chuck help him that was awful. He cleared his throat and leaned forward, like a certain female hunter was talking to him. “ I completely agree, Y/N! How about when we finish up this research you and I go grab some dinner. Some that you don’t cook? Not that you aren’t a great cook, just I’d like to eat something different. Not that you make the same thing every time. You make different stuff. You are different. But in a good way…”. He slammed his head on the table and groaned, “ I’m an idiot.”

“ It is an idiotic concept to speak to someone who isn’t there and expect a response.” A deep voice came from the air, making Dean shout and jump up. Cas stood on the other side of the kitchen, deep blue eyes crinkled in confusion while he looked at Dean. “ Son of a bitch, Cas! Don’t just pop up like that.” Dean sighed and rubbed his chest to calm his heart. The trench coat clad angel sat across from his friend and continued to look at him. “ Who were you speaking with, Dean? Sam and Y/n are both asleep and you were alone when I entered.”

Dean swirled his mug and mumbled, “ I was talking to myself, Cas.” Castiel furrowed his brows more, “ You were having a conversation with yourself? But you said Y/n’s name as if she were here.” Dean fidgeted in his seat, “ Well…I mean…I was talking to Y/n…sorta…but I was sorta talking to myself, too. Like, I was pretending she was here…” he trailed off when Cas reached over to pick up the coffee mug. Sniffing it, the angel’s cobalt eyes looked up in more confusion. “ Dean? Have you been consuming alcohol?” Dean snatched the mug away and stalked out of the kitchen to his room.

The next morning, while Y/n was out on a food run, Dean went into the garage to work on Baby and try to practice again. “ Hey, Y/n I heard this really great song the other day and it made me think of you. It was by the Sheeran guy. I know you like cheesy stuff like that…not that you have horrible taste…its just not mine..but it’s ok…”.

He threw the socket wrench in frustration, just missing Sam’s shin. “ Whoa, easy dude!” the tall man said flinching away. Dean slammed his tool box and ran his fingers through his hair, “ Sorry, Sammy.”

“ I thought I heard you talking to Y/n. Is she back already?” Sam leaned on the roof of the Impala and glanced around. Dean stood up, “ No, I wasn’t talking to her. I was just…talking.”

Sam raised an eyebrow, “ Ooookkayy. Anyways, I think I found a case a few states over. Looks like some simple voodoo gone extra dark. Was thinking I’d ask Y/N to tag along and me and her handle it.”

Dean’s head shot up, green eyes wide in panic. “ Y/N?”

Sam blinked at the dazed look on his brother’s face, “ Yeah, Dean. You know Y/n. About so tall, always rides in the back of the Impala, has lived with us for about…”

“ Shut up, Sam. I just…don’t see why you have to take a partner.” Dean mumbled and scuffed at the floor with the toe of his boot. Sam tried to hide his smirk. He’d known of his brother’s massive crush on the female hunter before Dean would even admit it to himself. “ Because you hate research and voodoo is Y/N/N’s specialty.” Dean scowled at the logic, but wasn’t surrendering yet. “ I mean, I don’t hate research. Plus Y/n isn’t all that great with voodoo. I mean and do you really want to even do this? We can pass it off. I mean give it away to another hunter.”

Sam was about to die of laughter, “ Dean, did you just admit that you don’t want me alone with Y/N?”

“ What? Of course not! I mean I don’t like the idea of you two alone. I mean not alone together, alone alone…like in the hotel alone…I mean you wouldn’t be alone because it’s a hotel…but…”.

Sam threw his head back and laughed, “ Dean, have you been hitting the whiskey this early in the day?”

“ Fuck off, Sam.”

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some alec and magnus headcanons:

(and more headcanons since i guess i can’t stop)

  • magnus is 100% the type of person who has a song for every occasion. alec knows almost none of them, but you’ll still catch him singing the lyrics he’s learned from magnus sometimes. he doesn’t have nearly the same sense of timing that magnus does though.
    • after alec leaves sometimes, magnus will sing the line “i’m outta my head hopelessly devoted to you” at the door behind him and alec catches him at it once but doesn’t let him know until he surprises him with a (terrible) rendition of the full song with the lyrics rewritten to be positive on what would have been his anniversary with lydia, if magnus hadn’t asked just once more. this is excellent timing. magnus cries.
  • magnus introduces alec to pop music. and to sex music – both the concept and his own playlist. alec thinks that maybe jace wasn’t always wrong about getting more familiar with the mundane world but he doesn’t regret putting it off til now for a second.
  • in addition to saying his full name as though it were the only word that’s ever mattered as a term of endearment, magnus calls alec “dear heart.” alec loves this more than anything.
  • magnus finds alec’s enthusiastic inexperience to be devastatingly charming in bed.
  • it helps also that alec takes direction well. extremely well.
  • alec, for his part, loves direction. loves knowing without doubt how to make magnus feel good. loves making magnus feel good. also he learns so much. soooooooo much. he had no idea there were so many positions for this type of thing. so many uses for hands and tongues. so many reasons to laugh in breathless, boundless joy while gettin’ jiggy with it (a phrase magnus bans him from using, can hardly believe he even uttered in the first place).
  • alec likes whiskey sours and pretty much no other kind of alcoholic beverage. (he can be talked into amaretto sours and will take orange juice in either – the latter is how magnus excuses their occasional breakfast drinking: “it’s just a variation on the mimosa theme, alexander.” he looks up at alec from over his own full glass, coy in full effect. “drink with me.” alec’s weak for this and he’s fine with it.) it takes them an entire day devoted to finding alec a drink he likes to discover it and as soon as magnus sees alec with it, he thinks “duh” and never offers him vodka anything ever again.
  • alec does get righteously drunk on vodka once – straight vodka, on his own. something goes bad at the institute – magnus never does find out quite what – and neither izzy nor jace are speaking to alec, for their own reasons, and alec shows up at magnus’ loft drunk off his ass. he chose vodka because it seemed faster and painful – magnus sees him gazing at his raw hand on the fire escape – and he pukes over and over and over again with magnus leaning over him feeling murderous towards everyone who had anything to do with alec feeling this way. they get through the night in magnus’ bathroom, alec telling him painful, incoherent things the whole time. magnus does not cure his hangover the next day, though he wants to, because he does not do things to alec’s body without permission – bar instances of immediate threat to alec’s life or someone else’s – and he does not have permission.
    • (there’s one particular story that alec tells about how proud his mother was of him taking a punishment doled out when he was a child, for being too good at something – “no one even knew it hurt, i couldn’t lay on my back for a week, but no one knew,” he tells magnus proudly. magnus thinks seriously that he’s going to be the one puking now. he also thinks that someone should save all four of maryse’s kids from her and save her from herself if that’s at all possible at this point. he thinks he’s gonna have to not be in a room with her for a very long time.)
  • after that alec decides that talking to magnus while sober is always a better dealing-with-shit strategy if he doesn’t want to wake up to his boyfriend insisting that he unpack some of the emotional issues he accidentally spilled to him and holding an overwhelming plate of the world’s fluffiest pancakes, saying, “you’re gonna wanna eat sooner rather than later, alec. yes i know this sucks, dear heart, but trust me. also, try to drink your body weight in water, starting right now.”
  • magnus has little to no concept of alec being just as gone on him as he is on alec and when alec figures that out, he spends a lot more time staring lovingly at magnus when they talk. he also gets a lot more handsy in public and magnus has had to pull him off of more than a few people who make snide comments about a warlock with a shadowhunter. soon, the spell where he pulls alec back by the fist is so familiar to them both that alec routinely takes it into a full backwards somersault and pops up on his feet at magnus’ side, where magnus has stepped to give him room to stick the landing.
  • magnus has a thing for ’90s bollywood. alec is still trying to figure out which songs are imaginary and which are actually happening in the story. he learns how to say “i love you” in hindi though and uses it a lot. he also uses the pet names he picks up, though he hasn’t quite grasped the pronunciations for most of them yet. he’s trying and honestly, most of the time magnus can’t hear it past the pounding of his pulse in his ears anyway because alec doesn’t do terms of endearment lightly so magnus doesn’t hear them lightly.
  • the first time magnus saw alec without his pants on he said, “boxer briefs, thank god.”
    • he followed this up by licking just above the waistband where it rested on alec’s stomach, hands on alec’s hips. this set off the biggest stutter spell in alec to date, which only calmed down after magnus kissed him on the mouth three times, i.e. once he had no choice but to use all his air for recovery.
  • magnus buys a punching bag for his loft. for shirtless alec reasons.
  • using it is alec’s version of “come hither” at least half the time.
  • they get caught fooling around in alec’s room at the institute – by clary, of course, because she, like jace, has no concept of knocking – exactly once before they never do that again. jace actually has to pay raj off to get him to stop talking about it. raj was passing by when clary spooked them and they started grabbing clothes and pulling on the wrong ones (magnus too frazzled to magick them clothed again which has never happened in his life but being intimate with alec just. throws him the fuck off his game) and he regards it as the best moment of his life. alec and magnus regard it as one of their worst. although that thing with his tongue that alec had figured out how to do just before that moment was pretty special, in magnus’ opinion.
  • alec is drifting one morning, laying against magnus’ chest in their bed, when he asks about the name magnus’ mother gave him. magnus tells him. “mm,” alec buzzes. “i think we should offer that name to the first child we adopt. they can take it as a middle name maybe.” and then he’s gone, completely asleep. magnus’ heart trembles.
Poisoned Soul

Characters: Y/N Y/L/N, Jensen Ackles, Danneel Harris, JJ Ackles (mentioned), Twins (sorta mentioned)     

Pairing: Jensen x Reader, Jensen x Danneel

Warnings: Drug use, feeling like you are not enough, this is angsty as hell and there is a warning that I am not listing here but you can find it in the tags if you want.     

Word Count: 2300ish

A/N: This is written for @supernatural-jackles birthday challenge. I am so sorry about this Jen, but no matter what I did my brain kept going angsty with this song <3

My prompt was Angeles by Jensen Ackles - I used the theme of the song and my interpretation of the lyrics rather than the actual lyrics.

Thanks a billion to @blacktithe7 for betaing and helping me get this one just right.

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

Jensen stared at the TV, and he felt as if his heart had been ripped out of his chest. This couldn’t be happening. It couldn’t be her. Someone must have been staying at her place. This had to be a mistake, but the new anchor seemed sure in his convictions.

“In the early hours this morning, country-rock singer Y/N Y/L/N was found dead in her Beverly Hills apartment. Cause of death is a presumed drug overdose. Last year, Y/L/N spend some time in a recreational home, trying to overcome her battles with addiction, but it seems as the young star lost her battle….  

Jensen’s chest started to tighten, and his ears began ringing, making the speaker’s voice a faint background noise. His breathing got heavier as he started struggling against his tears. This couldn’t be happening. Y/N couldn’t be gone.

“Oh my God,” his wife’s voice sounded a million miles away, and Jensen didn’t realize he had even been holding his breath before her hand rested on his back. As the air left his chest, Jensen fell to his knees, and Danneel followed him down, wrapping her arms around him as Jensen clung to her as if she was his only lifeline.

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Werewolves Don’t Exist - Scott McCall

You were walking through the school corridor, a slight smile on your face as your favorite song began to play in your earbuds.  As you reached your locker, the boys and Allison were already there, and you smiled wider.

“Hey guys” You greeted, shoving Stiles slightly so you could actually get into your locker.  “What’s up?” You took out an earbud, and looked at them.  Allison looked at her phone, Scott stayed silent, and Stiles straight up pretended to be interested in his fingernails.  “Um.. what’s going on?” You asked, taking out your Bio textbook.

“Nothing just… my grades are still bad” Scott sighed, and you gave him a sympathetic smile.

“Well I can help you study tonight, if you want” You offered.

“He can’t!” Stiles butted in, making you jump.  “We-we’re practicing” He added.  “Lacrosse.  Cause… cause I suck!” You bit your inner lip, heart sinking.  Stiles was trying pretty hard to get Scott out of being around you.  It was a little concerning, and your mind went wild with depressing thoughts.

“Oh.. oh okay some other time then” You said quietly, turning back to focus on the inside of your locker.

“I don’t know… we’re sorta busy this week” Scott said.

“Yeah, Scott and I have a lot of work to do” Allison piped up, and again, your heart broke.

“Alright” You said softly, and closed your locker slowly.  “I’ll um.. I’ll see you guys in lunch” You weakly said, and walked off towards your next class.  Which you had with Stiles, but he made no effort to walk with you like he usually did.

Maybe Scott didn’t want to be friends with you.  Maybe none of them did.  Which really hurt, seeing that you’d known Scott and Stiles since the second grade.  But since Allison had shown up in the beginning of the year, Scott seemed to care a lot more about her and Stiles, and not about you.  You wondered if he liked her, or if they were actually dating.  He probably wouldn’t have told you if they were.  Seeing that he was doing anything and everything to stay away from you.

You took in a deep breath, and tried to push away all your negative energy, and focus on your notes.

But your mind kept going back to your thoughts about Scott.

You loved him, you really did as cliche as it was.  But to fall in love with your best friend, is probably one of the worst things someone can do to themselves.  And the worst part, was that you knew it.  You knew he’d never like the way you did him.  He’d never know how you felt either.  Especially now. 

Why bother with him if he won’t bother to at least be a friend?


Lunch was terrible, thanks for asking.  You sat silently, and were paid no attention to.  Scott was too busy with Allison, and Stiles was too busy with Lydia.  Why does she even sit here? We’re not exactly the popular crowd, you thought to yourself.  Not that it mattered, Lydia gave all of her attention to Jackson.  So in reality, you were the seventh wheel.  And your self esteem was just dropping lower and lower today.

So did you stay and finish your sandwich that only had one bite in it? Hell no! You got up quietly, grabbed your bag, and threw your lunch away.  Then walked the hell out of that table of awkwardness.

You decided to just go home.  So maybe you didn’t have a car, and it was difficult to sneak out of the school building, but once you closed the door behind you, you just sprinted.  Wanting to get away from that place as fast as you possibly could.

“y/n!” You slowed slightly, enough to turn and see Scott running behind you.

“Scott?” You stopped completely, and he ran up to you swiftly.  “What’re you- how’re you even- Scott are you okay?” He gave you furrowed brows to express his confusion.  “Your asthma how’re you-”

“I’m fine” He answered abruptly.  “Now why are you skipping school?” You shook your head and began walking again.  Completely ignoring the boy.  “Hey- hey y/n” He reached to grab your arm, but you smacked his hand away.

“Just let me go home Scott, I don’t feel well” 

“You’re lying”

“I’m not”

Scott didn’t push it any further, knowing that the only way he could tell you that he knew you were lying, would be telling you he was a werewolf.  And he couldn’t do that.

“Well… well why didn’t you say anything?”

“Like you were listening” You grumbled to yourself, still walking away.  But Scott heard you fine.

“I would’ve been, it’s not like you tried to talk to me” You rolled your eyes, not even thinking through the fact that from where you were both standing, he shouldn’t have been able to pick up on what you said.

“Would you have Scott?” You whirled around, jabbing a finger into his chest.  “Or were you too busy mister goo goo eyes?” He shook his head, giving you another confused look.

“I don’t know what-”

“Don’t play idiot Scott! Since Allison’s got here, it’s like you’ve forgotten we were friends” You sighed, eyes expressing your hurt.

Scott could smell how depressed this made you feel, and he suddenly felt a huge wave of guilt.  He had pushed you to the side, but not because of Allison, because of his now supernatural based life.

“y/n I-”

“Save it Scott” You said, shrugging him away.  “Allison’s probably gonna wanna hear about it anyway” You mumbled, wet eyes meeting his broken ones.  With that, you turned and walked off.

And Scott let you.

He watched you walk away, until you were barely a a dot on the sidewalk.


“Scott, hey Scotty” 

“Wh-what?” Scott turned to Stiles, who was waving a hand in front of his face.

“Dude, you just got us killed” Stiles waved off to the video game they were playing.  “You always win, you know, keen reflexes and all” Stiles shook his head, and bit into three licorices at once.

“Sorry I’m just… I don’t know” The werewolf boy sighed.  “I should’ve told y/n, she deserves to know-”

“Bro.  I love you.  But you do this all the time.  First you’re all ‘i lover her too much, if she knows she’ll get hurt, and then it’ll all be for nothing I can’t live without her blah dee blah dee blah-’”

I get it Stiles-”

“And then next you’re all ‘she’s probably gonna hate me cuz i keep on lying to her’-” 

Stiles I get it okay? I fucked up!”

“Hey mr moralities watch the language-”

“But I did okay? And now- no she probably does hate me!” Scott scrambled to his feet, and ran out of the room.

“He-hey!” Stiles ran after his friend, finding Scott putting on his jacket and shoes at the door.  “Where are you-?”

“I’m going to y/n’s” Scott said, opening the door.

“Okay well I guess tell her I say-”

Scott jogged out of the house, door slamming behind him.

“-hi”


“y/n! y/n open the door, I know you’re inside!” Scott yelled for what felt like the millionth time.  He knocked rapidly.  “y/n, please! Answer the door” He begged. 

“Heh, McCall, you just continue to prove how pathetic you are” Scott turned abruptly, finding Matt Daehler behind him.  He growled, eyes glowing gold with anger as he stalked towards the boy.

“What did you do to her?” He growled, grabbing Matt’s shirt, and shaking him.  “Where.  Is.  She”

Matt laughed.  He laughed.  He had the nerve.

And Scott silenced his dark chuckle with a hard punch across his jaw.


You blinked your eyes open, and immediately grew afraid.  It was dark, and you were laying down because you were staring up at a ceiling, that you didn’t recognize.  But when you tried to move, none of your limbs made an inch.  Again, you willed yourself to sit up, but you couldn’t.  

Before tears could even form in your eyes, you heard a scratching sound.  You turned your head quickly, in search of the owner of the sound.

“He-hello?” You asked in a shaky whisper.

“y/n” Jackson? He was the one who stepped into view.  You looked up at him, and something was off about his eyes, he was standing above you, so it was sorta far, but they looked big, and… and green.

“J-Jackson?”

“How are you dear? Oh right,” he chuckled.  “You’re paralyzed”

“How? What’d you do to me!?” You demanded.

“Well Matt has to get your sorry ass werewolf of a friend here somehow” Jackson said, and you narrowed your eyes, shaking your head.

“How sick in the head are you Whittemore?” You snarled, and he dropped to his knees, waving a clawed hand over your face.  Your eyes widened, watching lizard-like scales appear over his face.

“I’d watch what you say next, very, very carefully my sweet” He growled, and you whimpered, seeing his razor sharp teeth.  “I could kill you in an instant.  And it wouldn’t matter.  No one knows you’re here, I could snap your neck…” A sharp nail trailed down your neck, and further down your body.  You saw it, but couldn’t feel a thing.  Again, you whimpered in fear, which only made him smirk.

That’s when you saw what creeped you out the most.

His skin and clothing seemed to just shred away, body completely covered in the scales, and a long tail practically ripping out of his back, which instantly sealed back up.  You screamed, and the tail whipped around your neck, yellow eyes glowing with excitement.  He held you up in the air using the tail that wrapped around your neck like a noose

“Mm I can smell your fear” Jackson growled out, and trailed a tongue over your cheek, his teeth grazing your skin.  “I can taste it.  It’s delicious y/n-”

“Back off!” A female voice rang, and you barely saw something fly through the air.  Before you could register that someone had shot the lizard boy with an arrow, Jackson toppled over, and your limp body crashed to the ground.

Well, it almost did.  You were caught in a strong pair of arms.  You looked up, finding bright yellow eyes and a furred face.  But you’d recognize that crooked jaw anywhere.

“Scott..?” You whispered.

“It’s me, you’re okay, I’m getting you out of here okay?” You didn’t nod, though you tried.  Your body was becoming overcome with sleep.  “No, no y/n don’t close your eyes, just stay awake for me okay? Stay awake y/n, stay awake…. stay awake… stay awake…”


When you woke up again, you freaked out this time, remembering the last time you woke up, was not a pleasant experience.  Your arms thrashed on a mattress as you desperately pushed yourself up, finally able to move again.

“Hey hey hey, you’re okay, you’re at my house, you’re okay” You looked over, wide fearful eyes meeting Scott’s.  “You’re okay” He repeated, sitting on the bed next to you.  You slowly allowed yourself to nod.

“I was- you had- Jackson-” Scott just nodded, and he ran a hand over your forehead, pushing back your hair.

“I’m so sorry, I thought never telling you would protect you, I swear I was trying to keep you safe-”

“Tell me what?” You whispered, pushing yourself up to sit fully upward, staring back at Scott.  His hands fell to fiddle in his lap.

“I-I’m…this is gonna sound crazy but… I’m a werewolf” He looked up to you, eyes the golden color you’d seen earlier that night.  Your breath hitched in your throat, and you tensed.  “And tonight you were taken by Matt and Jackson, the lizard-uh-guy, yeah that’s called a kanima and Matt is like the contro-”

Scott stopped when you crashed into him, wrapping your arms around his middle tightly, and he hugged you back as quickly as he registered the action.

“Are you okay?” You asked, burying your face in the crook of his neck.

“Ye-yeah I’m fine” Scott stuttered.  “It’s you I’m worried about-”

“Well I thought you hated me” 

“Hated you? y/n I could never I-… I love you” You pulled back, staring at him with parted lips.

“Y-you l-l-love m-me?” Great now we’re both a stuttering mess.

Yeah of course I do” Scott said, and hand laying overtop of yours, clasping onto it and rubbing his thumb over your skin.  “I always have y/n, the only reason I didn’t tell you was because I didn’t want you getting hurt, or being mad I just.. I wanted to protect you” You slowly smiled at him, finally feeling a sense of safety that night.  

“I love you too you furry weirdo” You said, and Scott smiled back at you, and leaned in a little bit.

“Can I- can I kiss you?” You nodded, licking your lips slightly before his found yours, and his hand laid on your cheek softly.  When you parted, you rested your forehead against his.  “And by the way” Scott whispered, meeting your eyes.  “You’re the only one I have goo goo eyes for”


this one’s for @peter-andhislostgirls *heart*
xoxo ~ jordie

anonymous asked:

Do you have any fav same age kakasaku fic recs? I remember reading one where Sakura time travels and ends up with kakashi in his Anbu years and he waited for her as she had to travel back to the current time and omg my heart hurt after reading that one. Actually just any fav fic recommendations would be awesome!! I feel like I have devoured everything already...

i actually had to think really long and hard about same age AUs. like, i know that there must be some, but i can’t for the life of me remember anything offhand. as such, i’m paging @itslulu42, my Queen of KakaSaku Knowledge, for help.

i think that the fic you’re thinking of might be In Case of Blue Scroll by Leola Majora (FFN), but i feel like i’ve read another fic with a similar premise as the one you’ve described above. When You Were Young by LittleMoonLover yet (FFN) is another “sakura travels to the past and meets a young kakashi” fic. Roads Untravelled by Pariscores (AO3FFN) is also a same age AU.

i’ll admit that i don’t think i’ve read any of these 3 all the way through, but that’s mostly because i’ve the attention span of a goldfish sometimes, especially for ongoing fic, which i never remember that i can, you know, follow.

(i’m guessing that if you’re here asking me you’ve probably read my own 2 time travel fic things becomings and never weres and untitled time travel short.)

it’s weird, i feel like gen swap AUs are more popular than same age AUs? to be fair, that could be the lovely folk’s of @ksanon artwork and @beyondthemoor‘s Soulmates (AO3FFN) giving me the impression that there’s more quality gen swap stuff than there actually is.

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Auslly Fic Rec list!! Because I’m pretty sure I’ve read everything out there and these are all my mind-blowing favorites. Also I’ve been revamping my page so I thought I’d share.

Really, seriously, this was his grade A material and in all of her seventeen years, nothing’s prepared her for this caliber of flirting. Mostly because, you know, the idea of the school’s most popular boy flirting with her was hilariously and disturbingly absurd. And yet, it was still happening.

The day started off simply enough, with the plan to hang out with his best guy bro and eat some giant turkey legs at the Renaissance Faire. Then things sorta got out of hand. Like, ‘suddenly being put in an actual suit of armor and having to win an entire tournament on behalf of his song writing partner’s honor’ out of hand.

“I want to taste the sun forever. I spent too long without it.”

Or Austin is a tattoo artist and Ally has never left her house.

Ally just wanted a place to study, that’s all.

Now that she’s graduated, Ally expects smooth sailing. Unfortunately, a certain blonde that goes by the name of Austin ropes her in for a crazy plan not even five minutes after she’s closed her locker. She expects it to be awful, but as it turns out, this is the first of many times she’ll be wrong about Austin Moon.

It’s not like she was planning on it, but after the craptastic week she just had, falling in love just seemed like the easiest thing to do.

Laura has a date to prom. Let’s just say Ross isn’t happy about it. Raura.

It’s a (not so) simple story about a secluded, angry, and cold boy and his quirky, loud, and clumsy, yet determined, neighbor who drives him crazy.

Transform a girl to be the most popular person at Marino High School so she can win prom Queen was the bet. Austin Moon, the most popular guy at school does exactly that to Ally, the school’s geek but along the way he starts to fall for her in the process.

He doesn’t like the rich life he has; her family is bankrupt due to his. He’s trouble, rebellious. She’s the good girl, who plays by the rules. Together, they’re the rebellion of a lifetime.

A reimagining of the concert video when Ross talks about Raura. And the aftermath.

He was used to the blood-boiling,vein popping anger blinding his vision. Jealousy was the most common side effect of loving her.

The holidays are just around the corner. Ally Dawson was prepared to spend it alone this year, as sad as that sounds. She was not, however, prepared for her new, attractive blond neighbor suddenly taking an interest in her life.

Austin just doesn’t understand the bubble tea craze, but hey, maybe the cute girl working behind the counter can help him out.

Or the one where Austin is her escape and saves Ally from herself.

e is for Elliot, n is for No, v is for Volatile, y is for whY. In which Austin is envious of Elliot, Ally’s old friend from camp.

When Ally’s first date with Dallas doesn’t go as she expected, Austin tries to help her figure out what went wrong. However, his way of helping isn’t what she expected either. Meanwhile, what happens when Dez accidentally handcuffs himself to Trish?

Austin thinks he’s a cat. Trish thinks it’s hilarious. Dez thinks this would be a good time for ham. Dallas thinks he should ask Ally out, but cat-Austin is a little territorial. And Ally thought it couldn’t get any worse.

Ally and Austin and the summer after graduation. They have changed, but in a lot of ways, they have changed together.

Ten years separated them, but now she’s back and she’s got a story to tell. Everybody loses, we’ve all got bruises.

Make a girl fall in love with you in seven days or less. That was the game and he was the best, so when he was given a new victim, why would he have any reason to say no. He thought it was no big deal and it would be easy money, but if only he knew what he was getting himself into when Ally Dawson became his next target.

Ally finds the original drafts of Austin’s letter from Fresh Starts and Farewells.

It takes eleven years of bad timing and miscommunication, plus one called off engagement, but eventually they figure it out.

In which Austin and Ally come up with more excuses to kiss after several failed attempts under the mistletoe … and maybe, possibly, finally get their act together.

Austin gets his big break a little later in life, and gets swept up in the fame. Now, he’s facing the very real possibility of Ally walking away: from their partnership, from their friendship, from the possibility of something more.

A tiny shred of dignity crouched somewhere between the tissue of Ally’s brain was shouting in a cartoonish, squeaky voice about how she shouldn’t say what she was about to say. But, chickening out just wasn’t time efficient with a looming eight hour deadline.

It’s hard pretending to be Austin Moon’s girlfriend. Rephrase; it’s hard pretending to be Austin Moon’s girlfriend while you’re falling hard for him in the process.

They’re broken up…but they’re not really broken up. Austin and Ally and the aftermath.

In which Austin is a charming barista and Ally is a talkative coffee shop squatter. There may or may not be some flirting afoot.

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BTS ‘Love Yourself: HER’ | Review (pt. 1)

So after listening to BTS’ latest album, I’m left with a lot to say. Here are my first impressions, if you’re interested at all, on Love Yourself: Her.

disclaimer: if you’re easily butthurt about people criticising your faves, and immediately go to attack those people - then DON’T READ THIS. also if you do read this, then don’t take it too seriously. these are my first impressions after all. i might change my views later. and extra reminder that these ARE MY OPINIONS not facts. don’t attack me please. :) peace xx

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Intro: Serendipity

words to describe: warm, romantic, soft, simple

favourite lyrics: we bloom till it gets cold, maybe it’s the way of the universe // the universe has moved for us without missing a single thing 

positives: the mix of sounds in the background gives the song a nostalgic vibe. the change of beat/pace throughout the song gives me a vision of a memory reel, as if i’m being transported through the happy memories of a relationship. it’s short, it’s sweet, and overall the production is beautiful and memorable. jimin’s vocals compliment the production especially well and you honestly cannot pick a better member to sing this song. his voice is serene and melodic, and it is also very honest. definitely going to be one of my favourites from the album.

my critiques: honestly, i can’t pick apart at this song at all. its simplicity makes it memorable and i absolutely adore.

DNA

words to describe: chill, fun, alittlebasicimsorry

favourite lyrics: our meeting is like a mathematical formula, commandments of religion, providence of the universe; the evidence of destiny given to me

positives: J-HOOOOOPE!!! his rap honestly gives this song life if i’m being completely honest. also the bridge of the song with V’s voice is a perfect blend of all these futuristic sound effects and his deep tone. suga’s rap is fun and energetic too and gives the song a little edge. ALSO the beginning of the song is amazing. AND ALSO the ending with j-hope’s LALALALALA is CATCHY AF.

my critiques: everything else. now don’t get me wrong, the choreo and the mv (visually) are great, but the song is sorta… lacking. BEFORE YOU ATTACK ME, HEAR ME OUT. you see, from the teasers, i expected more from the song. i mean, it’s the title track. the whistling from the teasers had me so hyped that this was going to be a total bop. i wanted MORE of it (the whistling). the chorus (as in, the beat drop)… well, if i had heard the song itself (without watching the mv), i would of flat out said i disliked this song. don’t get me wrong, i love edm, but this sort of beat was flat and basic imo. the buildup to the beat is also a little lacking and repetitive (in a way that it’s a buildup similar to a lot of other songs). tbh the choreo saved the song for me (but i can’t exactly watch the mv every time i happen to listen to the song).

even though i expected bts to sound different with this comeback (i mean, they always do every time - e.g. going from fire, to save me, to bs&t), this is the first time i’m left a little disappointed with the way their title song sounded. overall, j-hope (along with the choreo) is the saviour of this song because his verse and his section at the end gave it more edge and tbh it sounded more like BTS. but HEY this is only my first impression. it might grow on me later on. hopefully.

Best of Me

words to describe: bright, a little funky, catchy

favourite lyrics: we shared something and you can’t make it nothing // i haven’t seen the end to myself either, but if there’s such a thing, wouldn’t it be you?

positives: not many if i’m honest. the vocals were nice but they weren’t amazing or mind blowing like on some other tracks. the rapping was also on par with the vocals imo.

my critiques: immediately i can tell this is the collab with the chainsmokers. production-wise, not as enjoyable as i would have liked. it’s not terrible but it’s pretty bland. i feel like i’ve heard this beat everywhere, and that’s because i have. you see, a problem i have with the chainsmokers is that, even though the first few songs you hear are great, after a while they all sound the same. it’s sort of like K.A.R.D. the songs they’ve put out so far all have the same vibe, but at least their mix of vocals make up for it. but… there aren’t many vocals over the beat in the chorus. so there isn’t much you can do. if you don’t like the main beat, then you don’t like the main part of the song, which basically equates to you not liking the song overall. (am i still making sense?) look, it’s not a bad track. maybe it’s just not my style. but personally, i could’ve done without a chainsmokers collab. it seems a little forced and unlike bts. good for you if you enjoy the song, but i’m disappointed that i can’t :(

dimple/Illegal

words to describe: satisfying, effortless, cute

favourite lyrics: you hide but only appear when you smile // so i call you illegirl 

positives: right off the bat, my attention is well within their grasp. the vocal line did so so well with this song, and the line distribution is pretty well done (i think). the chorus is catchy, however each verse keeps you on your toes. what i mean is, there isn’t a single bland moment. the soft tone V uses in the bridge, complimented by jimin and jin afterwards is honestly a seamless blend. then with jungkook’s (?) strong belt at the end to lead into the finishing chorus, it’s just effortless. background vocals and the “hey” near the end, just! so! great! 

my critiques: very little. although i feel i can only listen to this song after not listening to it for a long time, only because i want to keep that warm and excited feeling in my chest each time i do listen to it. also a little disappointed that the song wasn’t about namjoon (jks im only kidding, although i feel like half the fandom expected it to have some relation to namjoon - or a least hoped it would)

Pied Piper

words to describe: savage, slightly kinky, slightly creepy, woke af (about the fandom), chill, groovy

favourite lyrics: now stop watching and study for your test, your parents and director hate me // stop, interpret the music video later, you have so many pictures of me in your room anyway (yes, i do, fck you bts oml :’)) // I’m takin’ over you (the way it sounds in the song is catchy af) // the moment you hear that sound, maybe I’m a bit dangerous, like the pied piper //  I’m your guilty pleasure, you can’t escape

positives: welp this song basically describes everyone who has ever listened to their entire discography and has without fail analysed everything and obsessed over every new release, whether it be an album or a new selca on twitter. basically, this is bts calling out every army out there. but besides the absolute genius correlation between them/their music and the pied piper, let’s talk about the actual musical production aspect of the song. 

i love love LOVE the chorus. it’s so groovy and sexy (don’t ask me how i just think the oo Ooo ah- oo- ah ah ah is sexy). my favourite verses are by suga and hoseok, but can we tALK ABOUT THE VOCAL LINE??? holy shit they’ve improved so much??? especially jimin and jin!! and the break down in the second verse by V and that weird autotune thing is so cool and unpredictable. and then the whispered “yeah suga” is also hot af.

my critiques: i don’t think i can listen to this on repeat. much like dimple, although not really, it just lacks umph. it can get repetitive easily if you listen to it too much at once. it’s a chill and laid back song, and i think that makes it weak in the case when you’re listening to the album in order (which i was the first time) as the variation in tone and rhythm is a little lacking (idk if that makes sense sorry) - i think because the previous songs (although i do like and enjoy) all lack umph. serendipity is slow and relaxing, and while DNA is fun and catchy, but in imo, is also repetitive and bland. best of me was meh and dimple (while i LOVE) is still a really chill song. so i think pied piper should’ve been placed after Go Go, to help transition to the outro.

but please let me know your thoughts on the album!! maybe you guys might help change my mind on a few things? :)

PART 2 COMING SOON (with the rest of the tracks)

Beauty and the Beast 2017: My Thoughts on the Title Characters

I have so many thoughts on this movie that I couldn’t smash all of them into one succinct review, so I’m going to compartmentalize a bit. This is just what I thought of Belle and the Beast and their relationship.

These are my initial thoughts after seeing it once, and as I have more time for everything to sink in, and to see it a second time, I may have more/different thoughts. Spoilers, so don’t read under the cut if you haven’t seen it yet!

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The Songs of Distant Earth

Guess who just watched every episode of Voltron in three days for the first time??? Title is blatantly borrowed from a sci-fi book that I LOVE by Arthur C. Clarke. (Pls read it if you like serious sci-fi.) P.S. The two songs mentioned here are “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” by Israel “IZ” Kamakawiwo-ole, and “White Rabbit” by Jefferson Airplane, if you want to listen to them as you read. Which I would strongly advise, lol. 

Spoiler alert if you haven’t caught up yet.

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Keith is staring at nothing when the knock comes at the door. For a minute he stays right where he is: arms strewn idly at his sides, boots discarded at the foot of the bed, day clothes only half-exchanged for nightwear before he gave up and laid down a couple hundred tics ago. A couple more pass.

Slowly.

The knocker knocks again, no more or less insistently.

On the other side of the door, Lance is frowning. None of them are doing very well without Shiro. It’s been a full Terran month now since his disappearance, and the ship is slowly falling prey to the most dreaded of all fates: a return to normalcy. No one wants normalcy. They want their leader back. Their friend. Without his leadership each new partially drawn-up plan feels hollow and pointless. Without Shiro, Voltron is nothing more than a chicken running around with its head cut off. Ha, ha. Good one, Lance… Fighting the endless crushing void of depression with dark humor is a dubious coping mechanism, but hey, it’s all he’s got. It’s better than just waltzing straight into the void, y’know?

Speaking of which.

Lance gathers his resolve and knocks on the door in front of him for a third time. The alien metal is ice on his bare knuckles. None of them are doing well, but if you were to ask Lance, Keith is doing the worst.

He’s about to knock a fourth time when the door abruptly slides open. “H-hey buddy,” Lance says dumbly. He knows his grin must look like it’s scribbled on in crayon, but he can’t help grinning anyway. It’s all he knows. A childhood of lying through his teeth to younger siblings about the darker aspects of life, the universe, and everything (and a subsequent year in space lying through his helmet about the odds of survival to civilians midrescue) has trained him too thoroughly. Happy Face Mode is automatic.

“What?” Keith knows that everyone is probably concerned about his refusal to participate in anything beyond training and war meetings but he doesn’t really care. Most everyone has gathered that Keith wants to be alone. Most. Lance, however. Suffice it to say that Lance appearing in the middle of the night to try and goad Keith into god knows what is no new thing. The familiar cadence of this visit doesn’t make it any less annoying, though. “Alright,” he deadpans when a few more tics have passed without Lance moving or saying anything at all, “good talk,” and moves to close his door.

“Wait!” he blurts, and his arm is shoved through the door into Keith’s room, keeping him from touching the closing mechanism. “You weren’t sleeping, were you? No? Okay cool. I have something I wanna show you.”

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anonymous asked:

*slams fists on table* I NEED MADISON HEADCANONS ASAP

  • don’t even get me started on how nervous he gets around you
    • like he just gets this really really cute smile on his face and thomas just groans because he just knows that james is going to do something really awkward
    • but thomas also smiles a bit when he sees james smile because he is usually so stressed and is just really really tired but then he sees you and it’s all worth it!!
  • thomas just makes a bunch of innuendos around you guys just to see how much he can make the both of you blush collectively 
    • james always blushes more 100% of the time 
  • when james hugs you he is the type of person to give the best hugs ever and he is really really clingy so if you were planning on doing anything else that day then you might have to call in sick for work because he just loves hugging you and holding onto you because he is so aware that someone is there for him and that you’re not leaving anytime soon but he still just wants to make sure because you never know
  • he!!! loves!!! being!!! taken!!! care!!! of!!!
    • and he knows that you will take off more days and tell your boss that you need to take care of him and he just blushes and thanks you
    • but it’s not one sided!! 
    • like he will call thomas if you are sick and just requests the day off and thomas always lets him because thomas ships you guys so much
    • and he will just take care of you all day and night and will just make sure that you stay in bed and that you start to feel somewhat better although it’s not above him to almost take you to the hospital if you are still sick like even if it’s one sneeze he will probably like get the car ready because you aren’t feeling better yet and he doesn’t know what to do
      • you always call thomas and convince him to tell james that it’s just one sneeze, your s/o will be okay
  • he absolutely loves the cold weather although it tends to make him feel worse because he loves just cuddling up with you and reading and drinking coffee and just being a cute couple in general
    • thomas jokes around with you guys by saying that he always would love to join you guys 
    • ‘just to take pictures of the cute couple.’ he claims 
      • definitely not because he wants to be a part of the relationship that you guys have or anything pft
  • james is absolutely horrible at cooking like he set the kitchen on fire several times now but he is great at baking cookies and stuff like that?
  • he also has a secret sweet tooth?? like absolutely loves chocolate and jelly beans and if you get him the chocolate covered jelly beans he will probably cry because of how happy he gets
  • whenever you call him james he just gets really happy because he is called madison all day or vice president and literally anything but his own name
    • the only other person who calls him james is thomas which makes sense since they are both close friends outside of work as well

okay okay so while writing this i got the idea to add this section because i just ship it a lot now, okay?

being in a poly relationship with james madison and thomas jefferson:

  • oh gosh okay so it starts off with you and james dating and thomas is jealous for the first time in his life but he’s not sure of who because he really likes both you and james and he kinda just hints at it a little bit
    • like why do you think he likes making you both blush?? he loves seeing you both flustered and he loves just being near you guys when you are all blushing and awkward and i can just imagine that he accidentally says something that just screams that i like you both one day and all three of you are just blushing a lot and thomas is blushing the most because he pretty much just admitted that he likes both of you a lot 
    • and whenever you call thomas?? he can just feel his heart accelerating immediately and when you are telling him to make james listen to reason, he just sorta feels that he is a part of the relationship already and he does it and he effectively calms james down 
    • and he always offers to come over and make tea for james when he isn’t feeling well and you can’t take off work or miss anymore school and james always accepts but is nervous about getting thomas sick as well
    • and then you come home just to see thomas making mac and cheese for you three and wow you know it isn’t half bad like this man can actually cook
  • and james is the one to start falłing in love with thomas as well because i mean they have been best friends for so long but with you around things have changed between them and they both just act like they haven’t noticed but they have
    • so with your permission they ask if they can start dating as well and if you would be cool with that and if you are them it’s kinda like james is in the middle of you two 
    • and of course james notices that thomas gets all blushy around you and that whenever they talk about you he just lights up and goes into this rant of how amazing you are before trailing off at the end
    • it takes a lot of convincing to get homes to confess his feelings to you because james has been with you for so long and don’t think he misses the way you look at thomas as well and how you go out of your way to ask thomas to move in with you since james is too shy to do it himself but it seems like you really want him there as well
      • thomas does it and you just sorta smile and nod and accept it because he is putting his feelings on the line here because you get nothing if you wait for it
  • you guys are such a cute couple though like now it’s thomas always cooking either mac and cheese or french dishes or something because james can’t cook to save his life and you always offer to help out with cooking or baking
  • if one is sick then it’s likely the others will get sick from spending time with each other all day when they are sick because everyone makes it their duty to take care of one another
  • thomas is always singing a song in the morning while he is making breakfast so it is likely that you and james will have that same song stuck in your head the entire day
    • thomas just always smirks a bit when he hears you guys humming the song a bit 
Renegades- 1

Summary: Life with James “Bucky” Barnes was supposed to be the American Dream, until you accidentally become the target of a well-known drug pusher with no reservations about putting a bullet in both your heads. Now on the lam, the two of you will go to extraordinary lengths to survive. 1990s AU

Words: 2271

AN: This story has been sitting in my drive for a while now and i figured it’s time to get it out here. I've written 6 chapters so far and i can tell ya’ll now some serious shit is going down. This story contains bad language (duh) drug use and references, unprotected, gratuitous sex, graphic violence, torture, prostitution (sorta) and probably some other stuff later on.

Masterlist

Romance novels. Cheap, commercialized love; picket fences, a puppy, 2.5 kids and a job you hate. A minivan and plastic lawn chairs, lemonade stands and perfectly manicured yards. Life was never that easy, and love was never as goddamn tangible as Jane Austen romance novel bullshit. Love was James Buchanan Barnes, the man who fed you pancakes and stole you from the slums of New York. Love was Detroit, four and a half hundred grand worth of blow, and bloodstains on a hotel floor. No amount of bleach could scrub away how much you adored him, and it would take more than Lysol to cover up how much you meant to him.

True love was the look he gave you when you asked him how come the world felt like it was caving in, like things wouldn’t ever be the same again, and it was the beating of your heart when he answered by saying “Because they won’t.”

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The Language of Comfort

This is a little ditty where the BAU catches a serial killer who kidnapped children and this little girl survived but she is still really scared in the aftermath, so you go up to her and sing her a Russian lullaby. Then, once the girl is with her family, the whole team bombards you about it and everybody feels sorta better afterward.

Originally posted by reginasevilpanda


That case, that damn case, had nearly killed you. The case had become a high profile amazingly quick, attracting attention and media like bees to honey, as was necessary. The unsub was malicious, psychopathic, impossibly intelligent. To top it off, he preyed on innocent children, an unforgivable predator, kidnapping them and revealing to them a cruel world of guilty darkness and evil.

But he was caught now. That vicious man that deserved the end to his world, was caught and would inevitably and wonderfully be trapped behind frigid bars for the rest of his life. You had to admit, knowing that, you felt like you could breathe again. But that little girl, his final victim, the one that he had just almost stolen away for the rest of eternity, she couldn’t quite remember how to breathe yet.


The BAU, their job now done, stood to the side, watching the small town precinct unravel and rewrap during the aftermath of the fateful case. Home was almost on its way, almost within arms reach, but something seemed to stop all of you. That little girl. Her breath still belonged to that awful man and you wanted nothing more and nothing less than to save the helpless child from her unfortunate seascape of oblivion.

“Somebody should do something.” Derek muttered, his eyes glum and swollen with fatigue.

Spencer nodded in agreement, his chestnut brown hair streaked with the air of a workaholic’s unwash. Hotch and Rossi stood beside each other, matching candlesticks of professionalism with waxy frowns and amber glares.

You sighed, eyes unable to look away from the guilty melancholy of the young child across the room, “I’ll be right back, you guys.” You announced, strutting away distractedly.

The little girl looked hopelessly up at you as you approached. You crouched down to meet her sinking eye level.

“Hi, Alice,” You said lowly, “My name is Agent Y/N Y/L/N. Do you mind if I sit here with you until your family comes?”

She nodded.

You took the seat beside her, feeling your bum sink into the cold metal immediately. Your eyes were glued to the solemn figure beside you. Then, before you even realized what you were doing, as if out-of-body, you slowly began to sing.

You sang and sang the lilting notes of a Russian lullaby from your faraway adolescence. The soft music fell from your lips and bubbled from your throat like a calm river, natural and native to some deep jungle of wonderful light and undiscovered mysteries. The accented harmonies and melodies, sophomoric and simple among the foreign tongue, swept away the little girl beside you, carrying her off to another world, a world without that carnivorous beast she would forever long to escape.

The song ended and the little girl looked up at you, her eyes wide and warm. Her chest was moving again, slow and steady, up and down. A small smile, faraway and yet still there, traced along her lips. She nodded graciously at you, thankful for the beautiful noise and for the even more marvelous distraction.

A moment later, her face lit up even more, “Mom! Dad!” She exulted, racing to the appearing adults. Tears sprouted in all eyes, a remarkable reunion of love and joy. It was the beginning of that little girl’s recovery, her rehabilitation back to a life where she could grow and flourish under the light of a thousand eyes and her crippling new history.

You returned to your coworkers, quiet and resigned, glad that the little girl could go home and finally feel better now. You watched as she and her parents, the grown-ups with sobs on their lips and their little girl in their arms, disappeared out the door. But instead of watching the same gratuitous scene as you, the rest of the BAU was staring at you.

“What?” You asked, questioning their incredulous stares

“I didn’t know you could do that…” JJ started, eyes and mouth and entire expression fallen agape.

You smiled shyly, “My mom used to sing it to me. It’s a Russian lullaby. It used to make me feel better when I was a kid. I figured maybe it would make her feel better.”

They only stared more, more, and infinitely more, until Garcia broke the silence, her own unapologetic color shattering the sobriety.

“Okay, you absolutely have to teach me that!” The technical analyst announced definitively.

“You know,” Spencer joined in, “Russian lullabies, as well as modern American ones, commonly depict stories of death, injury, despair, and other morbid themes.”

“Well, you can sing me a Russian lullaby any time.” Derek teased, playfully elbowing your side.

The song and the comforts trailing between the lyrics and the rhythms lulled a laugh into your group, grasping everybody by the shoulders and briefly pulling them away from reality. The song didn’t have to be in English to bring comfort to the people around you. Not only did it take hostage the fear and dismay of that little girl, but it harbored those doubts and terrors of your friends as well.

As the seven of you left that precinct, walking away from yet another solved and successful case, Rossi chuckled, “You know,” He said, smirking, “I knew you could do that.”

“Yeah,” Hotch said, “I read her resume, too, Dave.”

“Woah,” Garcia stopped in her tracks, stunned, “What else is on there that we don’t know about???”

Pieces of the Heart

Characters: Y/N (Reader), Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Logan (OMC),

Pairing: Dean x Reader (kinda)

Warnings: Loss, love lost, secrets, kidnapping, major character death, gore, demons, usual SPN stuff I guess. Don’t wanna over warn and spoil but it is angsty be warned    

Wordcount: 4100ish

A/N: This is inspired by two things. A request by @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid for an aesthetic I made for my 4k celebration a little over a month back. This is sorta a rewrite of this request.

It is also inspired by song Dead or Alive by Bon Jovi and it is my entry for @torn-and-frayed’s Songs of Season 3 Challenge.

Thanks to my sweet amazing Erin @blacktithe7 for letting me drive her crazy with this, for helping me with all the action I struggled with and for yelling *cough* betaing for me ;) Love you boo

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

Your entire body was shivering and tears were streaming down your cheeks as you read the note over and over again. This couldn’t be happening. You were out. You had been out of the life for six years now. You hadn’t seen him for six years. No one knew about your secret, not even him. How could they? How had they even found you? You had always been so careful,.You had warded. You had hidden from evil. From him.

Your chest clenched, and it got harder and harder to breath. You gasped for breath as you pictured the last time you had seen him. The last time you had felt his touch. You had missed him all of this time, but you had never needed him more than you did in that moment.

You felt his eyes on you as you packed your bags. He didn’t say anything. You were both talked and yelled out. There was nothing you could do to change his mind, and there was nothing you wanted more in this world than to have a child.

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I’ll Wait

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Word Count: 1,497

Warnings: angst, minor character death, guns, mentions of guns aimed at someone, swearing, sorta fluff, 

Prompt: No longer soulless, Sam is trying to make up for the mistakes he made when he was soulless. Nine months of apologies has led up to this one moment and all Sam can do is hope that it works.

A/N: his is my submission for @iwantthedean 2k follower celebration. My song was “Little do you know” by Alex and Sierra. Flashbacks are all in italics while present time is not. The lyrics are in bold.

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Sam stood nervously at the back of the bedroom. He had his phone in his hand, waiting for the door to open so he could start the song. He fiddled with it as he looked around the room. The lights were off and a few candles were lit, making the scene a bit more romantic. He wasn’t going for romance though, he was going for forgiveness. At least, just a little bit of it.

He watched the door handle turn and quickly pushed the play button on his phone, having the music fill the speakers immediately. He was glad the song wasn’t super instrumental at the beginning. It got right into the lyrics the second you walked through the door.

“What the hell?” You spoke, looking around the room only to find Sam standing there. He was in his FBI suit and it made you smile, because you were sure that was the only nice suit he owned. He put a bowtie with it, making it look more like a tux than anything else. “What’s this for?”

“Just listen,” was all he said. You gave a slight nod and let the music fill your ears.

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bonnie & clyde the musical (starters)
Picture Show
  • ❝Sippin’ champagne, can’t you see me?❞
  • ❝That could be me.❞
  • ❝It must be great to be called the ‘it’ girl❞
  • ❝These are things you take a chance for❞
  • ❝I wanna be her❞
  • ❝That’s where I’m gonna end up one day,❞
  • ❝Trust me.❞
  • ❝Can you see me?❞
  • ❝I’m gonna shoot❞
  • ❝I want to be you.❞
  • ❝You’re dead!❞
  • ❝You’ve been found guilty❞
This World Will Remember Me
  • ❝It doesn’t seem to scare ‘em.❞
  • ❝I can’t wait to get away.❞
  • ❝I don’t intend to waste my life ‘round here.❞
  • ❝"Pull three jobs?“ What does that mean?❞
  • ❝What do you think it means?❞
  • ❝This world will remember me.❞
  • ❝I can’t believe that you see that in me.❞
  • ❝We’re too good for this place.❞
  • ❝There’s no plan B!❞
You're Going Back To Jail
  • ❝We can’t spend our whole lives hiding❞
  • ❝It is time to wipe the slate clean❞
  • ❝What the hell are you talkin about?!❞
  • ❝Now pull yourself together because you’ve gone pale❞
  • ❝Baby, you don’t know what it’s like in there!❞
  • ❝I been dreamin’ of a hot meal with you as my dessert❞
  • ❝It’s gonna be just as hard on me❞
  • ❝Are you kiddin’?!❞
  • ❝Can’t put a price on peace of mind ❞
  • ❝Don’t mean to be unkind❞
  • ❝I will wait till kingdom come❞
  • ❝I can’t believe what you are askin’ me to do❞
  • ❝It will be hard for us but we’ll come through❞
How Bout’ A Dance?
  • ❝How ‘bout a dance?❞
  • ❝What do you say?❞
  • ❝Let me get to know you.❞
  • ❝You may lose your heart.❞
  • ❝You’ll lose the blues❞
  • ❝Tonight is the night I’ve been waiting for.❞
  • ❝Let’s find a spot and dance the night away.❞
  • ❝You look so handsome.❞
  • ❝Music like this can really throw you.❞
When I Drive
  • ❝Got the whole thing figured out❞
  • ❝I’ll get your heart pumping❞
  • ❝Stand well back❞
  • ❝I’m in love❞
  • ❝I’m alive❞
  • ❝I forget about everything I hate❞
  • ❝Hey look there’s danger up ahead❞
  • ❝Just hold your nerve❞
  • ❝This is how I wanna live, I wanna die❞
  • ❝I would bet my life on that❞
  • ❝Ain’t nothing better than a drive through town❞
God's Arms Are Always Open
  • ❝He’ll/She’ll not turn you away❞
  • ❝Your voice is always heard❞
  • ❝No one needs to feel alone.❞
  • ❝All your darkest fears will come to an end.❞
  • ❝Undo the chains.❞
  • ❝You’re welcome here❞
  • ❝You better run❞
  • ❝Step away from the car. ❞
  • ❝You are one lucky fella/lady. I mean, ya know, till now. ❞
  • ❝I can’t wait to rip this off'a you❞
  • ❝Keep your hands in the air.❞
You Can Do Better Than Him
  • ❝I give you fair warning❞
  • ❝You’re better without him/her❞
  • ❝Hell no❞
  • ❝We both know, you can do better than him/her❞
  • ❝Why you deserve someone who’s there all the time❞
  • ❝For a while I thought that you would fly away❞
  • ❝How you loved pretty words❞
  • ❝You won’t do better than me❞
  • ❝There’s no man/woman who could love you like I do❞
You Love Who You Love
  • ❝I know my heart don’t care what people say.❞
  • ❝All I know is that I never felt like this.❞
  • ❝I wouldn’t change him/her if I could.❞
  • ❝No man’s all good.❞
  • ❝I always knew what I was takin’ on.❞
  • ❝But I always felt that I could change his/her ways.❞
  • ❝Even if my man/gal will never fall in line, glad he’s/she’s mine.❞
  • ❝You love who you love.❞
  • ❝You can’t help how you’re made.❞
  • ❝You don’t have no say.❞
  • ❝You don’t have no say, your heart decides.❞
  • ❝It’s that simple I’m afraid.❞
  • ❝There’s a part of him/her you know is wild.❞
  • ❝Maybe that’s what made you love him/her all along.❞
  • ❝You go with what you feel.❞
  • ❝You never think what’s down the road while the fairytale seems real.❞
  • ❝Most girls/guys would hate to be standing in my shoes.❞
  • ❝True love’s something you don’t choose.❞
  • ❝I only care that he’s/she’s mine & I am his/hers❞
  • ❝There ain’t no rules, that’s how it is❞
  • ❝Common sense may say it’s wrong❞
Raise A Little Hell
  • ❝I can’t take no more of this.❞
  • ❝This nightmare has to end.❞
  • ❝Death would be a welcome friend.❞
  • ❝I won’t get to Heaven, why not raise a little hell?❞
  • ❝Why not raise a little hell?❞
  • ❝You’ll see me❞
  • ❝By tonight, it will be over.❞
  • ❝Him or me.❞
  • ❝Okay lets play!❞
  • ❝No way I’ll see Heaven, so lets raise a little hell!❞
  • ❝Lets raise a little hell!❞
  • ❝Now way I’ll see Heaven❞
This World Will Remember Us
  • ❝My name is gonna make the hist’ry books.❞
  • ❝Too bad I won’t be here.❞
  • ❝I’ve got lots o’ reasons to keep livin’.❞
  • ❝It’s true that love can set you free,❞
  • ❝You said you’d go straight. ❞
  • ❝I know in my heart, babe❞
  • ❝After that we will be done for good.❞
  • ❝Yes this world will remember us!❞
  • ❝No need to rush!❞
  • ❝Two living legends, that’s what we will be.❞
  • ❝You don’t leave your mark by digging ditches.❞
Made In America
  • ❝No one has the right to steal❞
  • ❝You cannot buy your soul back. ❞
  • ❝ Who could blame them?!❞
  • ❝You can’t blame them!❞
  • ❝No dream can come true!❞
Too Late to Turn Back Now 
  • ❝I gotta get out now while I still can❞
  • ❝The dream is done.❞
  • ❝Don’t say that, we’re both in shock❞
  • ❝We need to think this through❞
  • ❝I had no choice!❞
  • ❝_____, how stupid can you be?❞
  • ❝We can talk ‘bout this forever but it still won’t do no good❞
  • ❝I wouldn’t hurt you for the world, babe❞
  • ❝We’ll get through this somehow❞
  • ❝I’ll get through this 'cuz I’m leavin’!❞
  • ❝How can you think of leavin’?❞
  • ❝I meant what I said!❞
  • ❝Babe, I need to see that smile❞
  • ❝We cannot change what has happened❞
  • ❝You’ve got every right to be mad❞
  • ❝We were born to be together.❞
  • ❝My mistake is loving you❞
  • ❝Even if I walked away my heart won’t let me get far❞
  • ❝I would die without you, babe❞
  • ❝I knew I would make the headlines but I wasn’t sure just how❞
  • ❝It’s too late to beg forgiveness❞
  • ❝Let’s face what we’re lookin’ at❞
  • ❝Our journey has just started❞
That's What You Call A Dream
  • ❝No ideas and no big plans❞
  • ❝Now that’s what you call a dream❞
  • ❝You’re all I need not one thing more❞
  • ❝These dreams of yours make no sense at all❞
  • ❝We both could have a perfect life❞
  • ❝It’s what’s inside not what’s out there❞
  • ❝You miss a lot when you ask too much❞
  • ❝All I ever wanted is on this side of the door❞
What As Good Enough For You
  • ❝What was always good enough for you, ___?❞
  • ❝Till your mind and body bleeds, no way.❞
  • ❝You stop when you drop.❞
  • ❝This ain’t no way to live.❞
  • ❝What was always good enough for you, ___, will not satisfy your wayward son.❞
  • ❝Gotta say ain’t good enough for me.❞
  • ❝Writing a diary is tough around here.❞
  • ❝I wanna wear diamonds, one stud for each ear.❞
  • ❝I don’t want to miss my chance.❞
  • ❝I’m looking for romance.❞
  • ❝There ain’t nothing good enough, for us dear.❞
  • ❝We deserve what we are gonna get.❞
  • ❝This world should be notified, it’ll be a bumpy ride.. Thanks to ____ and ____ !❞
Bonnie
  • ❝You wrote a song for me?❞
  • ❝Oh baby you are so in love.❞
  • ❝I must be in love or else I’m goin’ mad❞
  • ❝That girl’s got somethin’, nothing scares her❞
  • ❝Only piece of luck that’s ever come my way❞
  • ❝They’re the kind of dreams that keep you in your bed❞
  • ❝Got a feelin’ there are good times up ahead❞
Raise A Little Hell (reprise)
  • ❝Now our dreams are so much bigger❞
  • ❝These are gonna change our lives❞
  • ❝Why do folks wanna be heroes?❞
  • ❝Why do they love standin’ tall?❞
  • ❝We won’t get to heaven so let’s raise a little hell❞
  • ❝All I wanna do is save her/him❞
  • ❝That is all that matters now.❞
  • ❝____ took everything God gave her/him❞
  • ❝I won’t rest until I finally see ____ die❞
  • ❝I can feel it in my bones❞
  • ❝Big time’s just around the corner❞
  • ❝I’m comin’ for ya❞
  • ❝Been a long time comin’ so let’s raise a little hell❞
Dying Ain't So Bad
  • ❝Dyin’ ain’t so bad.❞
  • ❝Only when one’s left behind does it get sad.❞
  • ❝A short and lovin’ life, that ain’t so bad.❞
  • ❝Dyin’ ain’t so bad. Not if you both go together.❞
  • ❝I only hope to God that I go first.❞
  • ❝I couldn’t live on memories.❞
  • ❝I’m sorry, but I’m not that strong.❞
  • ❝There are some things in life you can’t replace.❞
  • ❝A love like ours don’t happen twice.❞
  • ❝When all his days are through, mine will be too.❞
  • ❝They don’t do much for me.❞
  • ❝I don’t need to end up in a rocking chair.❞
  • ❝Seems you get to live your life just once.❞
  • ❝If that’s how it’s gotta be❞
  • ❝I’d rather breathe in life than dusty air.❞
  • ❝Only when you’re left alone does it get sad❞
  • ❝Not if you both go together.❞
  • ❝I’m not that strong❞
  • ❝I’m sorry❞
Dying Ain't So Bad/How Bout' A Dance (reprise)
  • ❝They’ll bury them side by side❞
  • ❝Some day, they’ll go down together❞
  • ❝To few it’ll be grief,❞
  • ❝But it’s death for ____ & ____…❞
  • ❝Dyin’ ain’t so bad not if we both go together❞
  • ❝If that’s how it’s gotta be then I’d rather breathe in life than dusty air❞
  • ❝That ain’t so bad…❞
  • ❝C'mon baby, we don’t wanna miss our folks.❞
  • ❝You may lose your heart❞
This Never Happened Before
  • ❝Feel sorta clumsy❞
  • ❝I guess I’m rusty❞
  • ❝It may take some little time, babe❞
  • ❝Just hold me, darlin’❞
  • ❝You ain’t got nothin’ to prove❞
  • ❝Just lyin’ with you is perfect❞
  • ❝I ain’t been sleepin’ too good for a while❞
  • ❝Don’t worry…❞
  • ❝Let’s take it slow, babe.❞
  • ❝Just stayin’ close will keep me satisfied❞
  • ❝This night should have been so much more❞
  • ❝Bein’ with you is enough, babe❞
  • ❝This never happened before…❞