help i need some playlists/songs for msr but preferably not through 8tracks we're no longer on speaking terms
THIS IS MY FAVORITE TOPIC. 8tracks has betrayed us all which sucks bc there are some great playlists there but i love this question i have so many bc i’m the worst!!!! this is going under a cut some of them are just like..general some are very arc specific many are from old 8tracks playlists….have fun
I was shaking. They were like wolves circling around me. I decided to scream out at the tall one, the one with the smug smirk. “Who are you and What’s going to stop those… Those Monsters from coming after me again?!” The tall one smiled a little wider. Like he was looking down at the most wonderful bowl of ice cream on a hot day. “You can Call me TOP… and You, My little tiger lily.. You’re gonna be my girl.”
I was crying again. A little lighter this time, but I was crying again nonetheless. I looked up all the car window to look at the lights all around me, Gwangju, South Korea. That’s where I was right now, this is where I’ve been forced to come to.
my brother, Juniper, slipped his hand into mine. He didn’t look at me and if I said something to him he probably would have been able to hear me either. He had his earphones in and had gone on a talking strike. Mainly from my mother, he was not happy with her right now.
My parents got divorced when I was 9 years old and at first in the beginning I had taken it pretty well. but after the divorce, my mother decide to move back to Korea while my dad stayed in California with us. Me and juniper. I was content with that for a while, it wasn’t like mother was a deadbeat; she was very good mother and very consistent. We had two birthdays, two homes, two sets of friends. And I had been happy with that…
But about 2 months ago, that all changed. The driver claimed that he hadn’t been drinking that much, he claimed that he had given his car keys to a friend, he claimed he doesn’t remember what happened. What he couldn’t claim was the fact that he hit my dad in a fatal head on collision course when he was going the wrong way. And he couldn’t claim that he was no one that walked away from it fine. Well, not perfectly fine, but with a few bruises and scratches. But in that moment, in my eyes that was pretty much unharmed.
So I was forced to leave my Southern Californian home, with palm trees, skateboarding on the weekends, the most of all, my dad.
There were many things I had to leave behind. Our Mom made us pack about two weeks in advance after she told us. And now I only have one set of friends. And that was because the other set was across seas in California. 1 birthday. One home.
Jun, my brother. Had been livid, he threw a childish tantrum and refused to talk to my mother even after my father’s funeral. Which was about a month ago. But it’s not like things would be difficult for us being biracial shouldn’t be a problem should it? We were both confident in the Korean we spoke that and English grown up. We had visited the city frequently so we know our way around. We had cousins, aunts, uncles, and a few friends in this large city and a few of my cousins will be going to the same school we would.
But I know myself. & I knew my brother. And I knew it was going to take both of us a while to adjust to our surroundings each and our own different ways.
My thoughts were then interrupted by my mother speaking. “ do you remember uncle Ken?” She started to ask us.“ Well all of your things showed up early and he took the liberty to get you guys mattresses and furniture for your rooms, isn’t that great?”
there was a little grunt of acknowledgement from my brother. & I gave him an annoyed look out of the corner of my eye. I didn’t care what he thought of this moment my mother gave us the world. I don’t care if he was older than me by 25 minutes. He would have to get over it. At least, that’s what my father would say. So I was the one speak up. I was normally a shy nervous person… Well, I am a shy nervous person but that didn’t mean I wasn’t sociable, and didn’t mean I didn’t know how to talk to people, and it certainly didn’t mean I was socially awkward because I wasn’t.
“ Uncle Ken?” I tried to sound enthusiastic about it but I think I overdid it. “ will he be there when we pull up?” I saw my mother smile at me from the rear view mirror and then she looked over at her “roommate.” Hansol. Who is the handsome man, and I know if I was my mom living with this man he wouldn’t have been just a roommate for a long .
“ No, he got a little busy. Before we landed actually. He had to go take care of some business downtown. But he promised you would have breakfast with you guys in the morning he’s so excited to see you.”
I smiled back at her, because aside from my dad, my uncle Ken was another important man in my life excluding juniper of course. Not because every time I saw him he will give us a present or told a funny joke. It was because he was another man in my life that was easy to talk to the man of his word would always be there for you and get you what you need to as long as they didn’t involve in wasting his time, and the best part about him was he never felt like he waste his time with me and my brother for his beloved sister aka my mother.
About 3 hours after we left the airport, we finally pulled up to the house that my mother and her so-called roommate shared. Not too big, not too small. Pale grey on the outside with bricks around the garage area and a smooth driveway. Two story. “ where that window is where your room will be, Amy. If I can, call you maybe can’t I?” asked Hansol. Surprised, I looked over at him and smiled. Yeah, definitely not just a roommate!
The cherry on top was when he stopped me from getting my bags out of the trunk of the car and started to take them in for me. My mother gave me a knowing look and then winked at me. Juniper was walking ahead of us, but I know he rolled his eyes. I could just feel it, it was like a twin thing. Just like when he turned his back after he annoyed me he would always tell me “ put your tongue back in your mouth.” Because I would stick it out of him.
I close my eyes before I cross the threshold of the house and prayed, because I knew that as of right now as of tonight, I would be starting my life new, I promised myself I wouldn’t be a different person. But I felt in my heart, that starting tonight this very moment this very Hour on this very night and South Korea, that things are going to change.
And I didn’t know how I felt about that.
Hi guys, I hope you really like this introduction chapter. I must warn you now the story is full of triggers. To name a few, self harm, gang related activities such as kkangpae and Yakuza. Rape, murder, and is all around bad things but aside from that, this is a romance, this is a comedy, this is a heartfelt touching story that I’m sure make you laugh I’m sure make you cry and I’m sure will make you have swoon where the moments. I hope to please you guys and I hope you guys will like the story in the chapters to come and many stories to come from me thank you all.
And now I'm thinking about what the Kirkwall Crew's phone backgrounds would be:
Probably default tbh. Aveline is the sort of person who yells at her phone every other day and can’t be bothered to customize the background.
In Act 1, he just picks one of the images in the gallery when he got the phone and sets it as the background, so that it's slightly prettier than the default. In Act 2, it's white wolves. In Act 3, if he ends up with Hawke, it's Hawke; if he ends up with Isabela, it's one of those "selfies in bed" couples pictures, but they're both deliberately making ugly faces in it, to demonstrate that they know this is for losers and are only doing it ironically. Totally ironically; If Fenris ends up alone, it's Kirkwall's skyscape.
It's Bethany. Mention it to him and he'll punch you.
One of the decorative religious verse backgrounds with "And Havard wept / And took the ashes, still hot from the fire / and pressed them to his heart."
A pair of feminine hands holding a crossbow. When asked "Who is that?" Varric responds, "Bianca."
Cats. Not Pounce, because that's too painful, though he has lots of pictures of Pounce saved, but it's always cats, though the picture changes.
It's Carver. She won't talk about it.
Her phone background is a picture of all of her friends. Her lock screen is the dread wolf.
Rating: M-ish (for talk of/reference to sex) Pairing:f!Hawke/Isabela Word Count:1,784 Summary:On First Day, it is traditional to check that one’s friends and neighbors are still alive. Just in case wolves came across the fields and ate them in the night, you know. Also on: AO3 Notes: It’s good luck to end the year with a Hawkebela fic, right? Right. Takes place mid-Act 2.
“You know, in Lothering, First Day was just an excuse
to check that everybody was still alive. Morbid, isn’t it?”
Isabela forced one eye open and rolled it toward the source
of the noise: Hawke, shutting the door to Isabela’s room with an ample hip, a steaming mug clasped in her hand.
“I’m alive,” Isabela replied—a bit unnecessarily,
she thought, but Hawke could be obtuse at the best of times, and judging by the
tone of her voice, this was not the
best of times. “You can leave me to sleep this off, now.”
Hawke gave a little hum, then a cluck of her tongue, and sat
down on the bed beside Isabela. “I waited as late as I could. You’re my
last stop. Incredibly, everyone is
alive.” She chuckled a little. “Besides, a sip of this, and you’ll
feel much better.”
If only Isabela believed her. She’d had some of Hawke’s
remedies before—little mixtures she claimed that her father, a perfectly
capable apostate, had perfected—and they usually weren’t worth the weird,
gurgling stomach which pursued her for hours afterward.
She didn’t exactly possess the strength to roll away from
Hawke at the moment, though. She’d forgotten what being sick—really sick, not just a pesky hangover or
passing sniffles—felt like. So much snot had no business coming out of her
nose. Surely she couldn’t produce much more of it.
Does anyone know of any ok werewolf books with female werewolves that DOESN’T have female werewolves as 1) super rare 2) have to be under the males in the pack in ranking 3) not there just to be super bitchy (har har) towards the female lead.
Also please no impacting onto children in a romantic way.
@brokenpartsmightfit tagged me to put my iTunes on shuffle and list the first 10 songs that come up, this should be interesting.
1. The Brilliant Dance - Dashboard Confessional
2. Explorers - Muse
3. Come Together - The Beatles
4. Cat And Mouse - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
5. It Ends Tonight - The All-American Rejects
6. Tourette’s - Nirvana
7. Burnin’ Up - The Jonas Brothers
8. The Wolves Of Paris (Act II) - Crown The Empire
9. Woman - The 1975
10. But It’s Better If You Do - Panic! At The Disco
There are things is this world we simply just can’t explain, or things that we wish we knew. Even things we’d rather forget. One nature of being human is that need to find a reason for everything and this leads to the main point. I spent an hour and a half watching a movie it was that sort of movie that hits you and connects with you heart, the sort that you makes you vulnerable. It changes your perspective on the world and your own identity because you feel as if you can do so much more for yourself and the ones around you. I believe everyone needs to see this movie for one reason that is, the moral of the movie which is the huge impact of Loss of life, it is what each and everyone of us on earth are afraid off, its is the one inevitable thing that we will be faced with but can never be ready for it. But it’s the impact on the ones that live each day after the death, the loved ones that had alittle bit of themselves taken because for some reason you were taken. Im not quiet sure where I’m going with any of this and no one is probably reading this but you also probably wondering what the movie is. I am Heath ledger. It’s about a man that was like no other and didn’t do a single thing but try to continuously better himself and the ones around him so that maybe he could have said he lived the life he had wished for. But that’s the worst part about death we will never know if this is true. He was 28 in the year of his death with a soul mate and daughter of his dreams. He was an actor, screenwriter, director, videographer, photographer, CEO of a music company, husband, father, son, brother and most of all a friend. And this is exactly what I spoke of at the beginning how do we explain and make reasoning with what happend when someone that you know is the most alive person on earth and the next minute is no longer. It makes you look at what you’ve done yourself and if you were to leave tomorrow would you have been happy with the impact you have had on others and say I will live on in them. That this is not the end but the next day to be lived. That is how Heath lived, in others each and every day and even now. And he lived by a philosophy that He was able to better himself in some sort of way no matter what he was doing and he always found that time was against him. Maybe he knew when he was going and that’s why he achieved so much with such attitude and standard, maybe that’s why he made such an impact in others lives. Each and every person needs to see that documentary whether you’ve heard of him or not. It’s not just about and actor, it’s about a friend and the legacy that is left behind. It’s about waking up and realising how much there is to living. If you read all the way through thankyou, this is probably the only time I’ll make a post like this but I felt it was needed.
CABBAGE — Master-Key, you can’t keep stealing! It brings attention to the gang!
MASTER-KEY — I can do what I want, I’m my own man.
[Master-Key inhales on his cigarette, he holds the smoke in his lungs]
CABBAGE — What do you think Chief would say?!
MASTER-KEY,(Exhaling) — I don’t give a damn about Chief.
TIT — You’ll give a damn when he guts you and feeds you to the wolves.
CABBAGE — Yeah, you can’t be so reckless! You have a duty to the gang.
[Tit moves closer to Cabbage, he takes her small hand]
MASTER-KEY — Sure, I have a duty. But I’m also my own man. You’re all slaves to Tarzan or CHIEF as you say. You’ll always be inferior to him! But not me.
CABBAGE — You know, I really pity you. You’re so diluted. Tarzan is good to us, including you! No matter how much you talk badly about him.
MASTER-KEY — I don’t need pity, Cabbage.
[Master-Key leans against the wall, cigarette held tightly between his index and middle fingers]
CABBAGE — I do pity you.
MASTER-KEY — I’m warning you.
CABBAGE — What’re you going to do? Hit me? I dare you to.
[Master-Key raises his hand, Tit grabs his wrist. Preventing Master-Key from harming Cabbage]
TIT — Not smart.
MASTER-KEY, (glaring at Tit) — Let go.
[Tit lets go of Master-Key]
MASTER-KEY — I don’t need this right now, I’m going to the dance club.
CABBAGE — The nerve of that guy.
TIT — Are you okay?
CABBAGE — I’m fine, Tit.
TIT — I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I let him hit you.
CABBAGE — I’m not afraid of him, I deal with worse.
TIT — You don’t deserve it.
CABBAGE — I may not, but it’s just something I have to live with. My life was never perfect so I’m used to it.
TIT — Don’t speak like that, you can turn your life around.
CABBAGE — It’s not that easy when your poor parents wish you were never born. I don’t want to talk about this Tit.
TIT — I’m sorry.
[They hear harmonica noises nearing the cellar door. The door bursts open and Sparrow is grooving to his harmonica]
Sparrow — Hey guys! Is Chief here yet?
(PART 2/5) @knockknockitsnickels @circusoddities
an insult i wore as a badge of pride; a solavellan playlist
“what is the old dalish curse?” he asked, a new tone of sadness to his voice that she couldn’t quite place, “‘may the dread wolf take you’?” she shook her head, biting back with a bitter, “and so he did.”
1. the sword & the pen - regina spektor 2. last man on earth - the mountain goats 3. wolf & i - oh land 4. i walk the line - halsey 5. not with haste - mumford & sons 6. the wolves (act ii and ii) - bon iver 7. grendel’s mother - the mountain goats 8. dark paradise - lana del rey 9. wolf - first aid kit 10. swans and the swimming - iron and wine
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LOSE YOUR MIND -- the playlist. this is just a collection of songs i feel match the eeriness behind season 3b. the songs are either hauntingly beautiful or undeniably spooky and they also either fit one character, sometimes two, but mostly all three of them. see if you can figure out which i felt applied to which! the amazing graphics were made by my one true lovemitch, so make sure to check out his blog! enjoy. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
001. staying up - the neighbourhood // 002. jesus christ - brand new // 003. sleeping sickness - city & colour // 004. wolfie - oh!hello // 005. me - the 1975 // 006. haunt - bastille // 007. haunt/bed - the 1975 // 008. winter - daughter // 009. special death - mirah // 010. here comes the anxiety - the wombats // 011. is there a ghost? - band of horses // 012. where is mind? - the pixies // 013. get up - barcelona // 014. asleep - the smiths // 015. big light - houses // 016. the wolves (act 1 and 2) - bon iver
When Stiles wakes up on his eighteenth birthday from a chaste dream about Derek Hale he doesn’t think it’s a big deal. But when he wakes up the next few days to the same dream, he knows something is going on. And he’s going to get to the bottom of it. Once is an incident, twice is a coincidence, and three times is a pattern. More than three is just torture.
alright im gonna anonymously send in some cringe k, so back when i was like 12 or so, there was this girl next door that was kind of a freak. she liked naruto, dbz and warrior cats. she was only a year younger than me but i already thought she was super cringy. one time i went over to her house with a couple of friends and they legit started acting like they were wolves. coming up with weird ass nick names like "shadow moon" or some crap and howling and other crap like that. she was (1/2?)
literally barking at other people. im not even kidding. she once told me about a dream she had in where she married naruto and had his child. she even tried to get all of us together to be “warrior cats.” she was bluestar, and i was yellowfang etc etc and she ended up calling us all by these warrior names. i even fell and skinned my knee once and this kid picked up a leaf and put it on my knee which was pretty much GUSHING with blood at this point, saying “this herb will heal you.” A LEAF. (2/3)
so after hobbling home with a leaf stuck to my freaking knee, she tries to get me to come inside so she can get more “herbs.” ‘NO THANKS SCREW THAT’ smol me was probably thinking. another story is that one time she literally thought she was a “mage alchemist” and would talk about all these “potions” she created. and she even pointed to a lamp in my house and said “nice security system” then proceeded to kick the wall. im not even kidding. so end of cringe.
also not really cringy but one time my friend and i were playing this one game where you could make pixel art with friends, and this one girl hopped on and started copying literally everything we drew and started showing it off, gaining compliments like “that’s AWESOME!!!” so naturally we drew a fancy swastika to see if she would actually copy it and she did. this kid showed off a swastika that she “drew” to EVERYONE IN THE SERVER.