they were going to kiss

I will always remember the first time you held my hand, and the first time we kissed. How the butterflies were going crazy in my stomach. And suddenly, all the love songs were about you, all the poems that I write, or read, they’re all suddenly, about you.
—  M.J.
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my recap of 170323 The Wings Tour
  • Got sprayed by the holy water, blessedt by Yoongi and Hoseok themselves
  • In sugAR DADDY ROBES MIGHT I ADD
  • Some girls lightstick bomb top went flying from behind me; thrusting her light stick too hard
  • A girl fainted in the pit RIGHT when they were going on stage
  • Taehyung likes blowing kisses and having us go insane
  • Got noticed by Jimin, Seokjin, Namjoon, and Jungkook plenty, I got a nod and smile from Yoongi.
  • Then I got Hoseok who was just being a fluffy hyper baby the whole time who had 17 cups of coffee
  • I don’t think he noticed me
  • Taehyung was pretty chill, he was exploring everywhere. I think he gave me a wave at some point.
  • B LE S S THEIR ASSES FOR COMING TO MY SIDE
  • The girl next to me was a Jimin stan and went nuts when she saw him do Lie, I’m not kidding, she was full on convulsing and wanting to jump the rail in front of us
  • I collapsed on my friend and the seat every time they played those bOPS
  • EVERYTIME I SAT DOWN BECAUSE MY FEET HURT I’D SAY “OH MAN MY FEET HURT I MIGHT JUST SIT DOWN AND RELAX–”
  • “EVERYBODY J U M P”
  • NEVER M I ND THEY TO L D ME TO J U MP
  • CYPHER 4 WAS SO LOUD AND YOONGI LOOKED LIKE A DAMN VAMPIRE AGAIN
  • A girl was screaming JHOOOOOOOOPE every 2 seconds without rest. I aim to be that fucking girl. Bless you.
  • When everybody was not putting up banners at the according songs and it was confusing af since we had like 2 to 3 projects going on lmao so I didn’t get to use them that much
  • YET TAEHYUNG MANAGED TO GET ONE AND SHOW IT OFF AND I WAS EXTREMELY HAPPY HE GOT IT ON THE STAGE
  • Seokjin got hit with a cap and just stared at it on the floor like “excuse you hoe I’m tryna talk tf?”
  • Someone was legit chucking plushies up there and Hoseok grabbed them all to hug them at once
  • wHAT A CUTIE I'MMA DIE–
  • there was so much shoving and pushing to get through processing oml it was scary seeing everyone rush
  • everyone was loud. just loud. it was perfect
  • I HAVE TO SAY THIS–
  • WE DIDN’T PUT THE BAGS ON OUR LIGHTSTICKS FOR THE RIGHT SONG. IT WAS GONNA BE FOR 2!3! BUT OUTRO: WINGS STARTED AND I WAS SHOOK LIKE WAIT WE WERE EARLY OH W E L L
  • SO WE KEPT THEM ON LOL
  • someone gave Jungkook the American flag after he gestured to it for it to be given to him, and wore it as a cape after displaying it. this is going to be his thing. idc.
  • Jungkook = New Captain America
  • everyone kept throwing plushies at Hoseok and Taehyungs feet like guys they gotta wALK DON’T BUST THEY ANKLES
  • Namjoon smiling really big whenever we’d take over his lines
  • Yoongi doing the “let’s take out my inner ear piece and see all my bitches scream for me” for his introduction
  • fuccboi hoesucc come thru with baepsae and mama
  • jimin’s no hands when he was hip thrusting into the air like he tryna bust a nut on stage… boi
  • s l u t d r o p s
  • high notes into over drive by maknae/vocal line
  • everyone sang awake
  • THEIR EN G L I SH TH O
  • Seokjin and Yoongi made me cry, and the chorus to Spring Day
  • had them back up violinists and shit for some songs, being fancy
  • I WAS QUANTUM NUTTING FOR LOST, HAD TO HOLD THE RAIL BECAUSE THEY CAME OUT CENTER STAGE AND I DIDN’T KNOW HOW CLOSE THEY’D BE LMAO
  • I did a body heart to Namjoon and he had thAT DIMPLE FACE I FELT COMPLETE
  • Jimin teasing tf out of the girls in pit… way too close to the edge… back up bruh, they want to eat you alive, don’t do it
  • me: *watches Taehyung do Stigma*
  • me: “WAIT FOR IT”
  • also me: “hoe don’t do it”
  • me in the end: “omg”
  • he hit the note
  • I have announced my funeral
  • y'all are invited
  • when they were saying goodbye, Hoseok and two other members had us all waving our arms to the ending of Spring Day left to right for a straight minute, we mirrored them exactly the same way
  • I think my friend said Taehyung or Jimin cried
  • I’ll have to see about that later
  • many many hobi stans
  • the look on their faces when we did the rainbow ocean for them
  • seokjin’s sHOULDERS FUCK MY LIFE
  • wanna climb his ass like a tree
  • the way yoongi stomps and raps at the same time had me rolling, he’s an angry smol man tryna prove a point
  • …When someone tells you jimin is 10x more handsome in person, believe them. just do it.
  • I made a mistake of even looking at him
  • I’m swerving
  • they are very real. all seven of them. wow.
  • I was too close for my own good to them
  • I’m not okay
  • but seriously what the fuck
  • why can’t I go back in time to watch Yoongi say “fuck you and you” in a strangled growl on loop, live and in my face? :’)

I wish I could go to Newark Day 2. Please give them so much love. Stay safe. Don’t push. Don’t shove. Don’t throw too many things at them. Just be respectful. They want to have a good time and so do you!

BTS deserves plenty of love from you guys. Have fun!

At times I needed
my friends, 
more than I needed myself,
more than I ever needed 
a man. You see, 
I would get so 
homeless without 
them. So unpoetic. 
They were the love of my 
life. 
I was so goddamn 
melancholic withiout them.
Sweetly pathetic without them. 
They were my temple, 
my place to go
when I needed forgivness.
Chocolate and kisses, 
soft touches on my body.
I would have chosen them 
over 
and over again. 
Our phone dialogue
were movie scripts,
manuscripts of hours,
hours of poetry.
They were my muse,
and they knew it. Till the bone.
I wrote them down like
I owed them all of my poetry.
At times they used me,
and I was there to be used.
At times I used them
till my sins were theirs.
—  My Girlfriends Were The Love Of My Life by Royla Asghar
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I watched Les Mis in the Queen’s Theatre and I’m still crying.

When they sang “here’s to pretty girls who went to our heads”, Grantaire snorted and looked at Enjolras.

Enjolras touches Grantaire more than any other character (mostly trying to derail him, but still).

This Grantaire stood his ground repeatedly, it was lovely. Like, dirty looks when Enjolras is winding up Gavroche. Not letting him get to Marius when he needed a moment. Constantly trying to lighten the mood. Arguing with Bahorel to the point Enjolras has to mediate (which mostly consists on the derailing mentioned above but I’m not complaining).

Before Enjolras climbed the barricade for the last time, they held hands and as they were letting go, Grantaire kissed Enjolras wrist, desperately.

They don’t hold hands as they die though. Grantaire sees Enjolras fall. I can’t get over that. Not getting over that. Ever.

Imagine falling in love with Jensen while working on the set of Supernatural.


Only You

Characters: Jensen x Reader, Jared, mention of Danneel

Warnings: angst, fluff, language

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: This is the SIXTH fic for my 6k celebration and one year fic-i-versary. The line requested was, “Just because you love someone, doesn’t mean you should stick around and screw up their life.” It will be highlighted in the fic. This is written for @blacktithe7 I really don’t know where this came from. I hope you aren’t too disappointed.

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Toothbrush

It’s a habit leftover from her teenage years.

She would always keep a toothbrush and travel tube of toothpaste in the glove compartment of her pickup.

Because she never knew what girls were going to kiss her under the bleachers (and then tell their boyfriends that she came onto them and their boyfriends would tell her to go back to where she came from and add whatever filthy word they could find for lesbian in their ever-expanding vocabulary, but hey, at least her breath would be minty fresh).

And, more, she never knew when she’d need to climb out her bedroom window or slam out the front door, and drive, drive, drive, and sleep in the truck because she kept blankets in there but still, it was cold, but the cold was better than her father’s reprimands, her father’s disappointment; and in the morning, again, at least her teeth would be clean when she pulled up to school in crumpled jeans and yesterday’s flannel.

So it’s a habit from her teenage years.

She still keeps a toothbrush and a travel tube of toothpaste in the slim saddle bad on her Triumph.

Because in her line of work, one never knows when night will turn into day, when strangers will turn into lovers, when work will follow the bar and something needs to quell the aftertaste of bourbon.

So the first night she stays over Alex’s place, she swishes around some of Alex’s mouthwash when she wakes up to pee, to process, to breathe, around 2 am.

And she’s got her toothbrush waiting in her saddle bag on her bike for when she – eventually – drives to work.

Terrified of moving too fast, of scaring Alex into running – again – Maggie doesn’t mention leaving a toothbrush in Alex’s bathroom, leaving a change of clothes in Alex’s drawers.

They’re both accumulating small piles of each other’s things, and Maggie has taken to wearing the leather jacket Alex left at her place the other morning – but they don’t talk about it, and Maggie doesn’t ask.

Because she’s got her toothbrush in her saddle bag, anyway.

But one evening, she notices a change in Alex’s bathroom. There’s a second toothbrush hanging in the little compartment, and Maggie freezes.

“Hey Danvers, did Kara stay over last night or something?”

“No, what do you – “

Alex freezes in the bathroom doorway and follows Maggie’s eyes with hers. She pales and she licks her lips and her eyes go wide and she stares, nervous, nervous, nervous.

And suddenly, Maggie understands.

“Is this… is this for me?”

“I mean it was, but obviously you don’t need to use it, and I’m not trying to imply anything about your breath, I mean, I just thought you know, since you’re here so often and it’s stupid, you don’t have to use it, I just thought – “

Alex’s spluttering has never been so damn moving, and Maggie is kissing her because no one has ever thought about her needs before, no one has ever thought about her comfort.

No one has ever thought about making their home a little more hers.

Until Alex Danvers bought her a toothbrush and hung it next to her own.

She might be able to break her old teenage habit, after all.

ok but in today’s ep we had so much to talk about that i dont even know where to begin

really, like

ALL THE FUCKING CAMERAS CAUGHT IT

(i really thought they were going to kiss in this scene)

sexy katsudon

fucking hell

YOU KNOW WHAT THAT FUCKING MEANS

THIS SCENE

IM DEAD

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Isak og Even  💚

You thought that being young would be many things. Skipping school and running through fields, sitting in the sun with friends, going to parties, coming home late and not remembering it the next day, taking buses and trains, not caring where you go, as long as you were with those few special people, kissing cute boys, and dressing up to go on first dates, sitting in coffee shops, talking about everything and nothing. You expected adventures, stories that you could tell your grandchildren one day.

You didn’t expect to be stuck in the same monotonous routine, going to school, having to face people you strongly dislike on a daily basis, feeling worthless, and so used to being tired that it’s now a part of you and you can’t remember the last time you felt awake. You feel pressured, trapped, like there will never be a way out, and most of all, you feel alone.

—  Unknown

choosing names for characters is seriously one of the biggest stumbling blocks for me getting started on a story. Like, I go in with this idea that I want A and B, and then C and probably D and E characters as well, and at least some of them should have nicknames for the sake of banter and embarrassing backstories and then I spend untold hours of time staring at lists of names and their meanings and variations and researching cultures of origin before I remember–oh right, at some point A and B were going to go on an adventure and kiss.