this show owns my heart and soul

1. Last year the doctor told me that this kind of sadness is inherited. That they have discovered that sometimes it skips a generation. That the darkness inside me did not grow from nowhere it came from somewhere. I thought to myself, that there is a reason why I have always thought my heart was an attic where I hid pieces of myself. Pieces no one ever wanted.

2. The first boy I ever chose to show this sadness to decided to take it from my attic heart and planted it inside my soul instead. It was easy for him. My soul was a garden I showed him too soon. And he decided that meant he was allowed to take anything he wanted to.

3. Every man who has dared to love me since, has stared at this dark ivy covered soul like it is a haunted house, and I have never tried to explain the thing I have always known. Because men do not have to learn how to open their own selves and lock themselves up again. They are taught to be themselves and the world will accept them better that way. We are taught to break our bodies to be loved. We are taught to confuse sex and love.

4. I knew a girl whose father left her and she took all of her love for him and ate it to comfort herself. People joked how she lived in the kitchen. No one saw her tears when she ate.

5. A friend once told me that she locked herself inside the closet when her parents fought because her father beat her mother and she wished herself into the wood, just so she knew what it was like to be an inanimate object that couldn’t hear or feel anything.

6. My mother told me, that it is the way of the world for girls to grow into women by locking secrets inside themselves. Till now I still imagine every woman I have ever met as a big beautiful house. Full of secret rooms, hiding places, once filled with innocent laughter and joy. Now slightly sad and forgotten because of all those lost places inside them full of secrets.

—  Nikita Gill, The House Inside Her

The ways in which I will love you

1. Truly
I won’t keep writing cheesy love poems or keep complimenting you. I will say what I think and be verbal about things you can work on, about what I don’t particularly like because there will be somethings I won’t.

2. I will love you.
Why?
There will be no reason.
Not any particular thing but you as a whole.
So you can change and grow, you can progress and you can evolve. As long as you’re you at the core, you have all my love.

3. I will be open to exploring your interests.
I may not care about sports but if that’s something you care about, I will ask you to teach me and I will sincerely learn and take interest.

4. Whatever path it may be, you won’t walk alone. On rainy days, I will share my umbrella and on windy days I will not make fun of your hair. On sunny ones I will share my ice cream and when your shoes are worn out, I will stop with you and help you fix them. Or wait until you find new ones that are just the right fit.

5. I will accept and try to love your crazy family as my own. I understand how complicated and unbelievable families can be but I do know the base is always love.

6. I will give you all my maps and some flashlights too so you can go on to explore parts of me I don’t display. There won’t be anything you will not know if you want to. I won’t let you read my diaries but I will let you read my soul.

7. I will step out of the goof closet I have been living in all my life and show you who I really am and make you laugh and smile and blush and yell.

8. I will say yes to adventure and to crazy sexual desires and have long lists of my very own I will like to explore with you.

9. I won’t cook or clean and I won’t be sorry about it. But I will keep your heart fed and the dark corners of your mind clean.

10. I won’t demand your phone/social media/bank passwords because all I really want is to look in your eyes and know what you’re thinking, to touch you and know what you’re feeling and to love a person I know as well and as little as myself.
As little as myself is only stating the disregard for the expectations and standards of the society and people and the masks we are given to wear on every birthday.

11. I will love the lazy Sundays at home as well as all the days we forget what day of the week it is or what time it really is because we are lost in time zones, on airplanes and in between magic.

12. When we argue I will never not stay silent or keep anything on the inside. I will get it all out so that there is never anything ugly left to grow on the inside.

Aries moon: I am the misunderstood child; I need warmth, like a fire saving me from the cold, a hand to hold, because I can be gentle too


Taurus moon: I am the lost sheep; give me stability like the solid ground underneath my feet, let good things come to me and I won’t feel any greed


Gemini moon: I am the wingless fairy; give me worlds I can discover, so my mind can learn and not only get distracted, give me a voice because I need to speak about my feelings


Cancer moon: I am the long lost mother; let me care for you, because my love is endless, be my boat so I can rest and don’t need to swim in the stormy sea from while to while


Leo moon: I am the supernova; light me up and help me let you shine when I take all the sunlight, show me that the stars and the moon are beautiful as well


Virgo moon: I am the anxious maiden; speak gently and tell me I do things right, allow me to rest and give me trust and be reliable or I will die with bleeding hands and feet


Libra moon: I am the soulles lover; give me a warm hand, someone I can feel whole with, make me stand up on my own so we can find our way back home


Scorpio moon: I am the devils right hand; teach me to embrace love like a fool, kiss me goodnight and you will be allowed to get under my skin


Sagittarius moon: I am the caged bird; let me out, help me to fly and I will come back twice a year - I will not forget you, there is a never ending fire in me


Capricorn moon: I am the lone wolf; be the cave in the whitest winters I can rest in, show me that gentleness and warmth are my best friends


Aquarius moon: I am the wondering wanderer: be the structure I missed in my early years, I want to understand you - be my own eyes and ears


Pisces moon: I am Loreley; let my words wander through your heart and soul, don’t make my sacrifices worthless, be the waves that take me to unarmed dreams

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“Between soul and sacrifice, beats the heart of civilization.” Who’s that from? It is from a novel by Gondus Elden, a Moclan writer of great esteem. It is customary to respond with a fitting passage from the literature of one’s own planet.

The Signs as Blurryface Lyrics

Aries - If I didn’t know better I’d guess you’re all already dead, mindless zombies walking around with a limp and a hunch saying stuff like, “You only live once.” // heavydirtysoul

Taurus - Don’t you test me though, just because I play the piano doesn’t mean I am not willing to take you down; I’m sorry // Not Today

Gemini - The world around us is burning but we’re so cold. It’s the few, the proud, and the emotional // Fairly Local

Cancer - Though I’m weak and beaten down, I’ll slip away into this sound // Goner

Leo - Don’t wanna know who I would be when I wake up from a dreamer’s sleep // We Don’t Believe What’s On TV

Virgo - I was told when I get older all my fears would shrink, but now I’m insecure and I care what people think // Stressed Out

Libra - My shadow tilts its head at me, spirits in the dark are waiting // Hometown

Scorpio - "I’d live for you,“ and that’s hard to do, even harder to say when you know it’s not true // Ride

Sagittarius - Scared of my own image, scared of my own immaturity, scared of my own ceiling, scared I’ll die of uncertainty // Doubt

Capricorn - I have none to show to the one I love, but deny, deny, denial // Polarize

Aquarius - Don’t trust a perfect person and don’t trust a song that’s flawless // Lane Boy

Pisces - Sometimes you’ve got to bleed to know that you’re alive and have a soul // Tear in My Heart

Calm of the Storm

PARING- reader x Thor 

WORD COUNT: 2.8k

WARNING: SMUT, ORAL, UNPROTECTED SEX (keep it wrapped), little it of angst (sorry)   

Request from Anon- Hello beautiful 💕 i’d like to request some smut with thor where you’re his fiance (you are an asgardian as well) and you’re really in love with him but he doesn’t like you at first because of Jane but after some time he likes you already.. Ps. Can you pls put as well that Thor brought you to Earth to meet the Avengers??? Thank you XD THANK YOUUUU!

Another smut for you all! I was so keen with this prompt, there is some back story with this, also you are known as the Goddess of Peace and Wisdom, just because I think it’s a nice contrast with Thor being the God of Thunder! But let’s be honest you’re all just here for the smut hahaha ;) well enjoy xx 

GIF NOT MINE!

Originally posted by thordaily

Family, Honor and loyalty, those were the words that your father had brought you up on. Your family were close allies to the All Father ever since your birth you had been connected with the royal family of Asgard. More specifically to one member, Thor. Ever since your birth it was proclaimed that you were to wed the young prince when the time was right, a fait that had its hold on you your entire life. You had grown up with your betrothed when you were old enough your parents sent you off to the palace with the words.

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Eden’s Garden Add-on Set Part II

Well… this took me a little longer than I expected (as usual😆) But… the results are here to stay, so that justifies the cause😉.                                                          8 flowers/bushes - 24 swatches.

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I think I’m comfortable taking the blame for the things I did to us. Maybe I was a bit childish at times. My love for you was so sudden and took me aback at how real it felt. It felt so pure, a feeling that soaked into my pores and glistened in my smile. It was something I never knew, and more importantly never wanted to let go of. I thought all of that was you. 

But it wasn’t you. You were not love, the word, the noun. I might’ve been in love with you, but you were not love itself. I confused myself in thinking that without you, I would no longer feel love in the same way, in the same pure and glistening way you showed me. And maybe that’s true, it’s expected to love people a bit differently after your heart has been repeatedly treated as if it is stronger than capable. First loves can’t compare to seconds and thirds. Every love we feel is different, in some dark and light ways. We learn and we grow with others and on our own. Theres no way we can love people the same if we grow up during the process. 

I shouldn’t have made myself feel that my life was dependent on you. That was my mistake that inevitably bled into you. You are simply a person, a soul, a body, as am I. You felt too responsible for my happiness, and ended up staying in fear of watching me drown without you. But while attempting to find pieces of myself I thought I lost when you left me, I realized maybe I did lose myself in you a little. It’s like I gave you too much of the good in me when I didn’t get it back, but I was selfless. I always tried to be my best for you, even if I wasn’t. I gave up on trying for people after you left because I felt that my biggest effort to love you wasn’t even worth it. 

But that’s not how heartbreak works. I couldn’t just stop caring for people because I felt so broken. I just hid it well. I still care too much for people, but don’t make it as obvious in fear of being seen as the vulnerable I was with you.

The type of naive vulnerability I hope to never feel again. You might’ve taught me how to love and feel it back, but more importantly through it all I learned giving my full self to another person will never be worth it. 

“1. Last year the doctor told me that this kind of sadness is inherited. That they have discovered that sometimes it skips a generation. That the darkness inside me did not grow from nowhere it came from somewhere. I thought to myself, that there is a reason why I have always thought my heart was an attic where I hid pieces of myself. Pieces no one ever wanted.

2. The first boy I ever chose to show this sadness to decided to take it from my attic heart and planted it inside my soul instead. It was easy for him. My soul was a garden I showed him too soon. And he decided that meant he was allowed to take anything he wanted to.

3. Every man who has dared to love me since, has stared at this dark ivy covered soul like it is a haunted house, and I have never tried to explain the thing I have always known. Because men do not have to learn how to open their own selves and lock themselves up again. They are taught to be themselves and the world will accept them better that way. We are taught to break our bodies to be loved. We are taught to confuse sex and love.

4. I knew a girl whose father left her and she took all of her love for him and ate it to comfort herself. People joked how she lived in the kitchen. No one saw her tears when she ate.

5. A friend once told me that she locked herself inside the closet when her parents fought because her father beat her mother and she wished herself into the wood, just so she knew what it was like to be an inanimate object that couldn’t hear or feel anything.

6. My mother told me, that it is the way of the world for girls to grow into women by locking secrets inside themselves. Till now I still imagine every woman I have ever met as a big beautiful house. Full of secret rooms, hiding places, once filled with innocent laughter and joy. Now slightly sad and forgotten because of all those lost places inside them full of secrets.”

-Nikita Gill, The House Inside Her

artwork by Susanne Ussing

it’s so endearing that laurent is the type of person who actively searches for small victories and celebrates them even in really bad situations 

(i.e. when laurent and govart have their final show down “His tongue was still intact, because the knife was in his shoulder. He accounted that a victory when it happened. You had to take pleasure in the small victories. The hilt of the knife protruded at an odd angle. It was in his right shoulder, already dislocated, so that breathing was now painful. Victories.)

like despite all that’s happened to him and all that continues to happen, he finds his own silver linings and allows himself those moments of fleeting happiness because he earned them

fathers

“When I asked my da how ye knew which was the right woman, he told me when the time came, I’d have no doubt. And I didn’t.”

– Outlander


“Claire,” he said quietly. “Tomorrow I will die. This child… is all that will be left of
me—ever. I ask ye, Claire—I beg you—see it safe.”

– Dragonfly in Amber


“Fergus Claudel Fraser,” [Jamie] said, slowly and clearly. One eyebrow lifted as he looked at Fergus.

Fergus himself looked transfixed. His mouth hung open, eyes wide black pools in the dim light. Then he nodded slightly, and a glow rose in his face, as though he contained a candle that had just been lit.

“Fraser,” he said to the priest. His voice was husky, and he cleared his throat. “Fergus Claudel Fraser.”

– Voyager


Roger knelt in front of her, and reaching out, pushed the shawl aside and smeared a broad red cross upon the downy curve of the baby’s forehead.  

  “You are blood of my blood,” he said softly, “and bone of my bone. I claim thee as my son before all men, from this day forever.” He looked up at Jamie, challenging. After a long moment, Jamie gave the slightest nod of acknowledgment, and stepped back, letting his hand fall from Brianna’s shoulder.

– Drums of Autumn


It wasn’t the charming scene of the two redheads giggling at each other that stuck in her mind, though; it was the firelight glowing in her son’s translucent, perfect, untouched skin—and shining silver on the webbed scars across her father’s back, black-red on the bloody gash in his arm. It was a dangerous time for men.

– The Fiery Cross


Before Brianna could answer, a knock came at the door, followed immediately by Jamie Fraser. Jem instantly ceased trying to get at the jar and instead flung himself on his grandfather with shrieks of joy.  

      “How is it, then,a bhailach ?” Jamie inquired amiably, neatly turning Jem upside down and holding him by the ankles. “A word, Roger Mac?”

– A Breath of Snow and Ashes


William blinked, blinked again, and his gaze shifted momentarily to John.
“And who—who the bloody hell am I?” he demanded, the end of the question rising in a squeak.

John opened his mouth, but it was Jamie who answered.

“You are a stinking Papist,” he said, very precisely, “and your baptismal name is James.” The ghost of regret crossed his face and then was gone. “It was the only name I had a right to give ye,” he said quietly, eyes on his son. “I‘m sorry.”

– An Echo In The Bone


Wide, startled hazel eyes met hers, and for a second that was all she saw. His beautiful deep-set eyes, and the expression of stunned horror in them.

“Brian,” she said. “I—”

A Dhia!” He went whiter than the harled plaster of the house below. “Ellen!”

Astonishment deprived her of speech for an instant—long enough to hear light footsteps scrambling down the hill behind her.

“Mam!” Jem called, breathless. Brian’s glance turned up, behind her, and his mouth fell open at sight of Jem. Then a look of radiant joy suffused his face.

“Willie!” he said. “A bhalaich! Mo bhalaich!” He looked back at Brianna and stretched out a trembling hand to her. “Mo ghràidh … mo chridhe …

“Brian,” she said softly, her heart in her voice, filled with pity and love, unable to do anything but respond to the need of the soul that showed so clearly in his lovely eyes.

– Written In My Own Heart’s Blood

You are so very passionate about loving people. About helping people love themselves. You praise them, both outloud and excessively inside your head. You tell them that their flaws make them unique and different and oh so wonderful. You remind them of that all the time.

And then you look in the mirror and frown. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, as if your own reflection causes you pain. All you see are flaws, but not the ones that make one unique. Simple flaws. Just.. flaws. Flaws that can’t be described as unique and wonderful and everything inbetween. Flaws that somehow ‘ruin’ you.

How? How can you do this to yourself? How do you sit there preaching self love and self care when you do neither, not one. You self hate and self loath and you compare yourself to death, knowing that you’re killing yourself, slowly but surely. It’s happening. What a horrible way to die.

Stop putting such importance on physical beauty. Stop reducing all that you are to the shape of your face or eyes or body. Stop reducing yourself to the thickness and texture of your hair or the curves of your nose or the depth of your fine lines. Stop it, stop it right now.

Can’t you see you’re beautiful? That smile it’s amazing. That voice, so soothing. That personality? Priceless. You’re one in eight million. Literally. There is no one remotely like you.

Its okay to want to look good, but don’t become so obsessed with beauty and western standards or even your own culture’s standards of beauty that you lose sight of all that which is truely important.

Take care of your skin, your body, your hair, your health, but take care of your mind and heart and soul along the way too my friend. The body does not last forever, it will deteriorate sooner or later. It will sag and wrinkle and die.

So take care of your character, your personality. Leave a mark on people and their lives by showing how beautiful one can be. How you can possess a beauty so infinite even death cannot erase the memory of you.

Aim for that kind of beauty. The beauty of the soul and heart. That is true beauty, no matter what anyone says. You know it to be true too, don’t you?

Okay but can we talk about how Gareth not only wrote *a script* for Torchwood One: Machines?

But in fact *the script* of how Ianto -HIS CHARACTER- first joined Torchwood?

THE background story that we all always wanted?

What a time to be alive?????? I mean, also in general???? We’re getting so much stuff and new content for this show????? And there’s coming more and more????? And I LOVE THAT?????

Victuuri Must Reads - Part III
  • Of Bright Stars and Burning Hearts (WIP) by @kazliin - If you loved umfb&mha like everyone else in the fandom, get ready for its amazing companion fic, written in Victor’s POV, aka The Suffering™. She’s back guys. I don’t even have words for how good this is. I just don’t.
  • Drive (WIP) by @borntomake - In which Yuuri remembers the banquet and he and Victor, at the lowest point of their lives, end up going on a roadtrip with Phichit and Chris. I love how believable the characters are, and it’s just so well written! 
  • Eggs, Coffee, Bread, Butter by LittleLostStar - An adorable canon one shot set right after Yuuri has moved to St. Petersburg with Victor. It’s really fluffy and domestic - I also loved Second Row, Center Seat by the same author, it’s a lovely one-shot with actor!Victor and critic!Yuuri
  • Lessons in Love (WIP) by fangirlandiknowit - AU where Victor is a former ballet prodigy with figure skating son, Yuri, who also is Yuuri Katsuki’s number one fan - I live for hot dad Victor! This fic is really cute and captivating.
  • Heartbreakers (WIP) by @rageofthenerd - AU in which Yuuri and Victor meet when they’re both really young and Yuuri breaks Victor’s heart over and over again. I love everything by Phyona and this is no exception! I’m so curious to see how it will develop
  • The Bachelor AU (WIP) by @dadvans - AU where Yuuri is the hottest, messiest and most clueless Bachelor in the history of the show and producer!Victor pines like he’s never pined before - Guys. This is GOLD. 
  • No Less Unthinkable by @rageprufrock - Canon compliant fic in which Yuuri has more experience than Victor thought and still manages to be absolutely clueless - this story is so well written! Lots of smut and lots of romance. 
  • Fascination and Addicted (to the taste of you) by smudgesofink - two adorable one-shots about Victor and Yuuri being absolutely smitten with each other. So sweet and so well written!
  • Easy Now with My Heart (WIP) by @actualyuuri - Sickfics and braveten own my soul, so there was no way I wasn’t gonna love this! Sick!Victor is as extra and as pining as you would expect.

Note: Aaaaaand here is a third list of recommendations because the YOI fandom is just that blessed with some incredible writers. If you like any of the above fics make sure to let the authors know :)

Note: I didn’t want to include it in the actual list because it’s definitely not on the same level as them, but I’ve started a Wedding Planner AU called Wishin’ and Hopin’  - just in case you would like to read it! :)

I miss Supergirl
I miss Kara. I miss Kara in badass action, the Danvers sisters moments, friendship, DEO, the alien bar, the training room, Danvers family, game night, the super-friends, friendship between Mon-El and Winn, J’onn, Eve, CatCo, Snapper, Maggie, Lena, I miss Kara the journalist

Originally posted by blakerbellamy

I miss Karamel.
I miss all the domestic fluff, the hugs, the kisses, the support, the love, the sacrifice, the bickering, the friendship, the DEO trainings, the understanding, faith, all the funny moments, the “you are my Kryptonite”, the “comets”, the “maybe I can have it all”, the “I can’t lose him”.. I miss the.. sweetness! I’m in need for Karamel and the love it brings with it.

Originally posted by artemiskitsune

I even miss the villains.
Cadmus, who’s trying to save the earth in its own messed up ways. Queen Rhea & the Daxamites, who has plans for Earth. Roulette, who runs a brutal mortal combat for rich entertainment. Dominators, who are part of slave exchange. Mxyzptlkl, who started to wreak havoc on National City. white Martians, Luthors…

Originally posted by fatedxdestiny

… you don’t understand, my heart and soul are deprived of that show. I miss the actors on screen. I miss the perfect chemistry on screen. I miss Supergirl. The hiatus is too much 

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Look at me : I am these slashing leaves in the bottom of some swamp of your memory,i am these leaves thrown into oblivion ,i am these tiny matters you had buried deep down the core of the Earth,im just dirty in your hands,,,

How bitter ,how cold is your heart ,how heartless is your life ,how could one day see the light within you’?

I dont recognize anymore the world we once lived because your existence ,is only a tormented soul playing a victim ,playing a role of thousand pains…

I dont recognize anymore that being of light ,which shows his own mask ,living between in the world of ilusion ,showing his nakeness in display,,,how could i havent seen your real soul?

Im rather be over these waters ,floating ,hidding my heart to such ugliness,i know the truth will be revealed and i know that my sorrow will be ceased but remember this : Bitterness will stand in your way and maybe .maybe one day will be too late to dress once again the brightness of your soul…

Till then i, will be resting in suffering but well with my conscience …

The ground is now so appealing !

@hjs-photography

Garderobe and Cadenza headcanons:

-They met at a concert in Paris. They were supposed to play in different times and places but there was an error. (They found it strange to see each other when they were told they were going to play alone).
-They start a rivalry of who plays/sings better. And while each one of them thought they were ruining the show, the audience loved it.
-At the end of the concert they get mad at each other because “BITCH YOU RUIN MY SHOW” but at that moment they get to see into each other’s eyes and BOOM. Love at first sight.
-Cadenza tried to apologize for being rude to her and tell her she has a beautiful and amazing voice. And also asks to see her and give her some flowers.
-BUT at that moment, Garderobe was courting a man who was rich and was only interested in all the money she could make.
-That man refused Cadenza to see her.
-Garderobe feels awful because “The harpsichord player is out there waiting to see you” and she wants to see him because of that thing she felt when she saw into his eyes.
-They don’t get to see each other. And Cadenza is sad and destroyed because he didn’t got to see her.
-And a player from the orchestra gives him the name of the hotel she was in.
-He goes there and asks for her, they only get him to see her for like one minute.
-“E ‘un vero piacere to finally see you Madame. I, myself, am terribly sorry for the incident in that stage. Per favore, accept this flowers as an apology”.
-She accepts the flowers gratefully and apologizes too, but is interrupted by the man she is courting, who yells at him.
-Cadenza goes to every concert she is in. And always leaves her a bouquet.
-One day he fucking carried his harpsichord (with help, of course) just to play in front of her window (of the hotel) the songs he wrote for her.
-One day she goes to one of his concerts and leaves him a bouquet. He gets very excited at that. Just because she saw him and love his performance.
-She starts to have a crush on him as big as he has it for her. But heck, she is compromised.
-I don’t know how she ends her relationship but it better be like a good soap opera and she slaps that rich man with her glove (because I think that’s very classy and at some point very badass).
-So Cadenza knows she ended her relationship and runs out to her.
-“I know this isn’t the best time, but you have robbed my heart and soul. If you let me be with you I promise to write you songs and played them to you”. She only kisses him.
-They get married after a few years. Because they wanted to get to know each other before the big step.
-They tried a lot to have a child of their own, but it was impossible. They’re both destroyed but Cadenza is broken when he sees Garderobe in a big depression.
-One day he founds a puppy who was barely born in a stormy night. He brought him home and showed him to Garderobe.
-She was enchanted and named him FrouFrou.
-They love FrouFrou so much. It’s their son ;__;
-They came into the castle as a request from the king. At that time, the queen was very ill and asked them to stay to play and sing to her.
-The queen asks them to teach music to Adam.
-At some point, they get very close to Adam and he is happy for having them there because they are the only ones who can bring life to the palace at that very dark moments. Soon, the other members of the castle join them. And the queen is very happy on how their coming has affected the others in a positive way.
-When the queen dies, Adam begs them to stay in the palace just to keep the music as his mother liked to.

And I think that’s all I have. Feel free to add your own headcanons if you want to. I would love to read them.

anonymous asked:

Have you seen Le Mis? Thoughts?

i have!!! sort of. i’ve seen the film, and i recall really not…loving the experience. (admittedly, i was right on the cinema front row (terrible) and the crazy camera-work of the film made me very weirdly motion sick.) (so most of my feelings when i think of les mis are) (motion sickness!) that said, i am always and forever in love with lea salonga, and her version of ‘on my own’ is the version of my heart and soul. she climbs up to those high notes so effortlessly and her performance here always gets me with the way she looks off into the distance kind of…defiantly? looking a little like she’s angrily fighting not to cry? i mean… A+++.

but overall i mean… i feel the show itself… it’s a bit… bleak for me.

Jumin Wedding Dance: One Shot

Since Jumin won second place, here is his wedding dance one shot. Also, here is Saeran’s one shot in cased any of you guys missed it :D! This is the concept I came up with for his wedding dance, you guys couldn’t agree on a single song so you guys decided to do something different. First half of the wedding dance would be your song and the second half would be his song. He didn’t care that It was cliché the song he picked, he always listened to the song, but now, he finally understood the lyricsAll of Me by John Legend 


I always believed love never existed because everything I loved either left or broke me. It was better to be alone to never ever love. Why give someone the power to destroy you, the power to rip your heart out and take it with them forever. I will never love.

I looked slowly at the clock watching the minute hand move rapidly. Probably it’s my imagination, I need to relax and breathe. If I can do a 4 hour business meeting then sure as hell I can do my own wedding. Who am I kidding, I need wine.  I walked quickly to the mini bar that’s in my hotel room and grabbed the wine and set it on the table. I was making my way towards the glass cabinet until I heard faint knocking. I opened the door and I saw my best man, Jihyun Kim, crying. I helped him inside and sat him down and got him tissues. “Why are you crying Jihyun? Is something the matter?” I asked a bit startled. He looked up at me laughing and I noticed he was fake crying. Him and his stupid jokes, he may appear serious and respectful to everyone else, but Jihyun does have his dorky moments. “The death of a bachelor just sounds so good on you my brother. Now,” he slowly got up and picked up the wine and placed it back inside the mini fridge “ I know you’re scared Jumin, you always been scared of love but you and I both know she wont hurt you.” I walked towards my bed and just sat there. I looked at him and his eyes soften because he knew my real concerned “I’m afraid, no I’m petrified, that I will be the one that hurts her, because what if my love isn’t enough? What if she realizes I’m too broken to love. What if this is just a dream and I would soon wake up to my hell of a reality.” Jihyun walked closer to me and placed a reassuring grip on my shoulder “If this is a dream my brother, take it and live it because not everyone is blessed with a happy ending” he smiled at me and I knew what he really meant. I hugged him and we made our way down so I can marry my soul mate.

I was fixing my sleeve impatiently waiting for my soul mate to enter the through the double doors. The concept of time does not apply to when you are waiting for you love to walk in at any moment. I need wine. I was growing a bit nervous till I felt people hug me. Saeyoung was hugging my shoulder, Yoosung was crying hugging my leg, Zen gave me a smile, while Jihyun was hugging my other shoulder. Why now, I guess they can tell I’m nervous. I looked up and saw Saeran trying to get the other grooms men in line and I thanked him for it. He got in line as well and I heard the double doors open and I was hit with her scent. Im marrying a goddess. 

Time Skip: Jumin Song Choice for Wedding Dance 

I grabbed her hand and kissed it gently “Thank you (y/n) for showing your heart to me, thank you for handing me the key to your heart and soul. I vow to always make sure you are safe and protected. I vow to you that you are your own person and I love you for who you are. Thank you for accepting me for who I am while helping me become a better man.” She looked at me with those beautiful (e/c) orbs and she saw past my wall. She slowly put a hand near my cheek and caressed it ever so gently as if my face was made of porcelain glass “Im not going to hurt you Jumin, I love you so much to even think about doing that. Please give me every single inch of you just like I gave you all of mine.” I put my wall down and finally showed her the fragile Jumin Han “ Im scared (y/n” I felt a tear escape me and all she did was wipe it off with her thumb “ I know and I’m here for you Jumin.” John Legend finally showed up on the stage and its time to give her all of me. 

What would I do without your smart mouth?Drawing me in, and you kicking me out. You’ve got my head spinning, no kidding, I can’t pin you down. What’s going on in that beautiful mind. I’m on your magical mystery ride. And I’m so dizzy, don’t know what hit me, but I’ll be alright.

I pulled her closer to me enough for her to hear my pleading heart. I placed by hand gently behind the small of her back and I wanted to pull her closer to me but I didn’t. I need to tell her now before its to late “From the very first moment I met you, your eyes captured my soul but my mind and heart refused. You helped me the light (y/n) and I thank you for that. I thank you for starting a war in my body because if it wasn’t for you, I would be miserable and I would of never given love a chance”. We weren’t dancing fancy, we been moving side to side gently enjoying our hearts speaking truthfully to one another. 

How many times do I have to tell you, Even when you’re crying you’re beautiful too, The world is beating you down, I’m around through every mood, You’re my downfall, you’re my muse, My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues I can’t stop singing, it’s ringing, in my head for you

“You’re beautiful soul light a fire inside my cold heart and you forced me to open up and love. I need you to know something (y/n), you are a goddess. I know you may not believe me when I say it but I’ve been all over the world but no one, and I mean no one, can compare to your beauty. You are a goddess and I am grateful that I’m going to live the rest of my life as your servant and king. I will worship you till my last breath, when my heart stops beating just know its last beat was made for you.” 

Give me all of you cards on the table, we’re both showing hearts risking it all, though it’s hard

I finally managed to twirl her around and I brought her closer to me so I can feel that our hearts our mending together. I need her to feel that my heart belongs to her, that she is the reason for why I look forward to waking up in the morning. Why I look forward to life in general. I started to break down and hug her while crying. She looked up at me and she had tears in her eyes as well. 

‘Cause all of me, Loves all of you, Love your curves and all your edges, All your perfect imperfections, Give your all to me, I’ll give my all to you, You’re my end and my beginning, Even when I lose I’m winning, 'Cause I give you all of me And you give me all of you

“ (y/n) thank you for everything. I will never be tired of showing my gratitude towards you because if it wasn’t for you, my life would be black and white. You added the color into my life and you made me feel like a person. I always believed no one would ever understand me because I was believing Zen’s words for a long time, I’m just a robot. I was believing that I had no right in this world that I’m just someone who is wasting precious energy. But you (y/n) you saved me. Thank you for killing me. Thank you for killing the old me and for helping me rebuild myself into a real man. I am in love with you forever and always and you’re my end and my beginning. I cannot wait to spend the rest of our lives together and I pray to god that I will die in your arms. I love you (y/n).”