this song will never be ok for me

Got Me Feeling Emotions

Originally posted by fake-fbi-agent-winchester

This is for @iwriteaboutdean​ Amanda’s 200 Follower 90′s Baby Challenge! I chose the iconic song Emotions by the legendary Mariah Carey, with pairing, Dean x Reader.

Characters: Y/n, Dean

Pairing: Dean x Y/n (GENDER NEUTRAL READER)

Warnings: Fluff, happiness, tiny mentions of smut, Demon Dean being a sap, like, grossly sappy, kidnapping.

Word count: 1257

Summary: Dean experiences something he never thought he would again-emotions.

A/N: Ok, so here’s some fluff with Demon Dean, then a tiny bit of angst, cos Sam’s that kind of a moron who’d fuck shit up. But yea…the song is sorta woven into the fic. Hope u like it!!!

Tagged peeps: @waywardsons-imagines@whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname@sallyp-53@salvatorexwinchester@helvonasche@notnaturalanahi@wayward-mirage@riversong-sam@nerdflash@miss-miep@impala-dreamer@unknown-chronicles@chelsea072498@deals-with-demons@plaidstiel-wormstache@impalaimagining@deathtonormalcy56@the-latina-trickster@aingealcethlenn​ @squirrels-angels-and-moose @meganwinchester1999@cubs2019-blog@lucifer-in-leather@p–trick@straightestgay-voice@professsionalsinner@deantheotherkingofkinks@50shadesofyes​ @lucis-unicorn @whispersandwhiskerburn@lucibae-is-dancing-in-hell@colespriverdale​ @daddysxlittlexsunshine @atc74​ @wonderange @mogaruke@aiaranradnay

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This wasn’t how it was meant to be.

I wasn’t supposed to feel this way.

Hell, I hadn’t ever felt this way before.

Not really.

Lisa was…a necessity.

I was with her because I needed normality after Sam died.

I’d long since realized, Cassie was an experience.

My first real romance.

I’d never loved her though.

Not really.

I had never been in love before.

Yet…I knew exactly what it felt like.

Because I was feeling it right now.

Except, it was impossible.

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ok so my main bro @sanabakkoushfanclub tagged me to do this a while ago but i havent got the time until now so nå kjør vi!!!

rules: put your iTunes/mp3/Spotify on shuffle and list the first 10 songs then tag 10 people.

  1. inbetween days - the cure
  2. no mercy - makthaverskan
  3. fredag - kjartan lauritzen (….i am… exposed)
  4. come on eileen - dexys midnight runners
  5. lover’s rock - the clash
  6. happy people never fantasize - broder daniel
  7. fire in cairo - the cure
  8. head over heels - tears for fears
  9. sorry - justin bieber
  10. knock you down - keri hilson ft. kanye west & ne-yo

ok so this whole post is basically just an exposure of how my taste in music sucks? ?? anyways it was fun and i love getting tagged in things (<–this is a hint)

i tag @sweetheartnoora, @lgbtqevak, @evakposts, @chickenparmaskam, @cardamom-minutes, @snugglyevak, @isaks-even, @skamlos, @evenbechz and @schembel to do this (its optional tho xoxo)

me listening to the new beauty and the beast soundtrack
  • belle: ok
  • how does a moment last forever: nice
  • belle (reprise): good
  • gaston: yesss
  • be our guest: ewan mcgregor!!¡¡!
  • days in sun: fuck I might cry
  • something there: sweet
  • how does a moment last forever (reprise): close to tears but not crying
  • beauty and the beast: not crying but i might
  • evermore: okayWHAT THE FUUCK is THIS DAN STEVENS my fucking HEART I CANNOT brEathE *sobbing*
  • mob song: but EVERMORE
  • finale: now I KNOOOOOOWWWWW SHE'llll NEVER LEAVE ME, even as she RUUUUUUNNNNS AWAAAAAAYYYY
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my chemical romance for @mcryinq and @-givemeareasontobelieve- :))

OK.

Spring Day is a heart song. I can’t believe how quick this song hit me. The song gave me an immediate sense of comfort…but then it made me feel all sentimental…now my feelings are a mess.

Not Today is srsly so lit. I began dancing @ 0:01. A rave song…I can’t even begin to imagine how lit the stage is gonna be when they perform this. Also, the intro & ending sounded so old school bangtan my heart skipped a beat.

Outro: Wings is a staight up jam. This is an ARMY party song yall. Better than I expected and I already had pretty high expectations. You can’t not sing along. LSS (last song syndrome) material.

You Never Walk Alone is the perfect mix of sweet & sexy. When Jin hit that high note…followed by Jimin…a bitch cried. (“A bitch”… being me) Yoongi’s ending tho…I would recommend you play that on loop 24/7.

I am a happy stan.
Thank you boys.
You’ve worked so hard.

me: ok….. lets start this new series that i know nothing about!! excite!

me:

me: but first i need to know who ends up together, who dies, who gets majorly injured and how and just basically all the Big Spoilers,, tumblr and fandom wiki; i am your slave, 

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CS AU: Reality Bites

You think you’re supposed to have your life figured out by the time you hit 25. But chances are, you have no idea what to do, where to go or how to even function in society. In the end, nothing matters as long as the one by your side is exactly the person you want to figue out your shit with. 

“You, me, five bucks, Swan. That is all it takes.”

“One day we’re going to need more than five bucks.”

“Perhaps, but I’m never going to really need anything but you, love.

Happy birthday @blessed-but-distressed​. Whenever I think about what your writing inspires me, it’s exactly this. It reminds me of  kevin smith movies and blur songs. It’s Winona Ryder and Ethan Hawke smoking cigarettes and drinking bad coffee in Reality Bites. Is not knowing what the fuck to do with your life and all the sarcasm that you bring to convey that. It’s figuring out that is ok not to figure out, as long as you have people in the same boat as you. And I wanted to show that with a little picset. This is what I think of when I think of your writing, I hope you like it.

Thank for you for being such a talented writer and a wonderful person to chat with. 

You Want Her. You Need Her. And I’ll Never Be Her.

Dearest nonnie, I’m so, so sorry you had to wait so long for your request but I really, really hope it was worth the wait and that you enjoy it, and that I did your idea justice. Please let me know x 

Title and the lyrics in bold are from this song:

Not proof read because I literally only had ten mins to post, but all mistakes will be fixed asap.

Request: Steve x Reader. “You love me because I’m like Peggy. You never loved me for me, but I’m ok with it. I’ll be Peggy - I’ll be anyone you need as long as you’re mine.” Fluff and a shite load of angst? Happy ending though?

Warnings: The first half chronicles what I would consider to be a really toxic relationship, but it does get better. Eventual fluff.

Words: c.2,299

Originally posted by master-of-duct-tape

You reminded him of Peggy, he’d told you a thousand times.

He told you it was what he loved the most about you, he had never met another girl that matched her in spirit, in stubbornness, in gumption.

At first it had been the greatest compliment he could have given you, Peggy Carter was one of your personal heroes and for Steve to compare you to her had meant the world to you and you had seen how devastated he had been when he’d gotten the news that she had died, so you knew first-hand what she had meant to him.

But sometimes you wondered if when Steve looked at you he really saw you, or was it the ghost of Peggy Carter that was staring back at him.

You annoyed him when you were too goofy, you irritated him when you overreacted to things that made you excited, he told you to hush when you laughed too loud, the traits of your personality that were characteristically un-Peggy like and oddly the aspects of your personality that most people loved about you.

Sometimes Steve would collapse into bed exhausted and pull you close in the darkness and tell you over and over again how much he missed you, and you knew, deep down you really knew he wasn’t talking to you and it killed you in places you didn’t even know could hurt.

You loved Steve Rogers with every bone in your body and you would have done absolutely anything to make him happy, and if that meant being the version of Peggy Carter you could be then so be it. You pulled back the aspects of your personality that made you, you and slowly you began to withdraw so far from the person you had been before Steve and slowly the weight of Peggy Carter began to crush your soul. Steve only loved you because you reminded him of her, and you began to obsess that if you messed it up, if you weren’t more like her he would leave you because what you had left to offer him after that would never be enough to make him stay and so over the next few months you stuck to your role and you played it well.

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no one told me jinwoo was a house dancer

i did some digging bc i was very surprised and impressed with his solo on immortal song bc he never did that only rocky and moonbin ever did that

i don’t?????understand?????? this was 2011 ok and look at him. he was literally 15 ok he has endless potential 

look at him go wow his legs literally never stop what is this shit

he keeps spinning and i keep crying

why does jinjin never freestyle. why does he never dance alone like rocky or moonbin. this is going to bother me forever has anyone actually seen these

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Ok so, here’s the story. I wrote something for the tropetastic tuesday this week and then my computer decided to crash just when I was about to save it and it disappeared out in nothingness. So today I tried to sit down and rewrite it but that’s literally the worst thing in the world to me and I just couldn’t and so I decides to play some guitar instead and suddenly I had written this song (I swear it’s like magic sometimes but never when you’re planning on it).

It’s not 1000- 2000 words and I  don’t know if it really fits the challenge but I hope it’s okay @thegreyhenley

Conversations With Me:

Me: omg i would be a bad teacher. id laugh at the little fucker
Friend: OMG 
Me: WHAT. BULLIES DESERVE IT
Me: THEY MADE MY LIFE HELL SO MY KIDS WOULD BE THE MIDDLE SCHOOL VIGILANTES WEARING CAPES DASHING TO AND FRO
Me: *PUNCH*
Me: *KICK*
Friend: VIOLENCE IS NEVER THE ANSWER
Friend: OMG
Me: *STAB WITH PENCIL*
Friend: WHAT EVEN 😂😂
Me: *CUE SUPERHERO CAPE SHADOW FLAPPING*
Me:*CUE THEME SONG*
Me: *POW*
Friend: 😂😂😂
Me: *JUSTICE BETWEEN CLASS PERIODS*
Me: “I HEARD YOUR CRY MY FAIR MAIDEN”
Me: *UPSIDE DOWN KISS IN THE LOCKER ROOM*
Friend: I CANT WITH YOU
Friend: OMG
Friend: OK GOALS
Me: THE MENACE V THE DORK SQUAD
Me: *SAVING GRADES*
Me: *STOPPING WEDGIES*
Me: “WHO WAS SHE? THE WORLD MY NEVER KNOW”
Me: *DORK BY CLASS. HERO BETWEEN PERIODS*
Friend: THE NEW CW SHOW
Me: *CUE DC COMICS*
Me: *PURPLE HERO CAPES*
Me: *GALAXY SPANDEX*
Me: *AIR ROLLS*
Friend: WHEEZE
Me: *HIGH KICKS*
Me: *POW*
Me: *BAM*
Me: *WHO IS THIS MASKED 5TH GRADER*
Me: “SHE SAVED MY MIDTERM”
Me: “SHE SAVED MY MECHANICAL PENCILS”
Friend: 😂😂😂
Me: *SHE GAVE HIM THE SWIRLY*
Me: STOP ME. IM GETTING TOO INTO THIS
Me: “WHO IS THAT MASKED CRUSADER?”
Me:*PSST SHES YOUR FRIEND-ZONED BFF*
Friend: I DON’T KNOW HOW TO STOP YOU
Me: *BREAKS INTO PRINCIPLES HOUSE AT NIGHT*
Me: “CLEAN UP THE HALLS OR YOU’LL HAVE ME TO CONTEND WITH.”
Me: “YES MA’AM”
Me: *GOES TO SOCCER PRACTICE

I’ll Always Be Here || c.h

its never too much, bb x

I M A G I N E 

You got me so obsessed,” you sang, dancing around in your small kitchen. “I love when east meets west!” 

It’s Friday night and you’re currently dancing to ONE OK ROCK. A kettle was boiling water on your 1970s stove as your hips swayed with every beat of the song. The glossed, wooden tiles kept your feet giddy due to the chill it held. You hopped yourself on top of your granite counter, preparing your ‘i cant even’ mug with a small colander.  

“Can’t you see I’m out of my head for you,” you sung, tapping teaspoons of sugar into your mug as you bobbed your head to the catchy beat. “Can’t you see I’m–” the vibration of your phone distracted you too much to finish the lyric. You press pause on your boombox as you check the caller ID. Your face beamed to see your favorite Maori boy’s name shine on the screen. 

“Hey Cal,” you spoke gently but contently, holding the phone dearly against your ear. 

“Y/N, I need you!” Calum frantically pleaded, shocking you a bit. “Fuck– I mean, I need your advice!” 

“What’s up?” You pondered, stressing concern in your voice as you hopped off the counter. You began shifting around your cabinets for a pot while listening to Calum’s unsteady breathing. 

“Okay, how do I put this without seeming like a dick?” Calum began, thinking to himself a bit as you took out a gallon of milk and poured it into the pot. You place the pot gently on the stove beside the burning kettle. “Okay so you know how I was seeing that girl– Yana?” 

“Uh yeah?” You respond, hopping back on the counter as you watched the flames dance on the stove. 

“S-so, you know how that was about 2 years ago?” Calum begin, having you hum in response. “Because we had… sex, and I left her because I realized I didn’t actually like her that much?” 

“Mhm, I remember.” You recall the moment Calum came crying to you, feeling so bad that he basically used her to a free fuck and then left her heart broken. It was always heartbreaking to see your crush get with other girls but then see him fall apart when he breaks their hearts. 

“I– well, she came by my house,” Calum mumbled nervously, a deep sigh being released on the other line as your eyes widened from shock. “And she left our– my now, 1 year old daughter at my front door…” 

“Calum, are you trying to tell me that you’re a father?” You quietly hissed, feeling all sorts of things as the kettle began to make a loud screech due to the extreme heat. Hopping off the counter, you put some black tea into your boiling milk and shut off the kettle beside it. 

“Y-yeah…” Calum whispered, having you sigh. You found yourself chewing on the nail of your index finger as you looked at the fire dance under the pot of milk. 

“Calum–”

“Please don’t hate me, Y/N!” Calum immediately cried, stopping your sentence as you listened to his broken voice. “I know I fucked up and should’ve worn a condom. But I thought she was the one when, in reality, she wasn’t and I was the asshole who led her on to believe that. I don’t deserve anything but a fucking scolding but please Y/N, please don’t abandon me on this one. You’re my best friend, you’ve always been there for me and just– please don’t hate me…” 

The pot of milk suddenly turned a lovely shade of gray. 

“I’ll be there in 10,” you replied, walking over to your cabinet to reveal a burgundy travelling mug. You were definitely gonna need your tea. 


15 minutes later and you found yourself at Calum’s door, cold with your black tea in your hand. 

“Y/N!” Calum exclaimed as he opened the door to his house. You offer your travel mug, having him give you a puzzled look as he takes it to hold. Letting yourself in, you quickly peel off your hat, scarf, gloves, and coat and hang them at his coat hanger. “Y/N, are you ok–” 

“First things first– why the hell did you not wear a damn condom?” You said quietly, being cautious over the baby that’s potentially nearby. “You only dated her for a good 3 weeks! It doesn’t matter if you thought she was the one because you didn’t give it enough time to decide that properly. Sometimes you act too careless and drown into that fantasy world of yours too much.” 

“Y/N, I–” 

“That’s your first stupid mistake being scolded at,” you interrupted, taking your mug from him as you jabbed your finger in his chest. “Another stupid mistake of yours is thinking that I’d actually hate you. How dare you? We’re best friends, Calum, I’d never hate you. Even if I wanted to, trying is do so would be absolutely impossible.” 

You then lowered your tone, calming your running mouth as you gently placed your hand against Calum’s chest. He was furiously blushing at the little distance between you two, but you were too heated to notice. 

“One more stupid mistake you made is thinking that I wouldn’t be there for you,” you said quietly, looking up to give him a sheepish smile. “You’re supposed to make mistakes anyways so I can be there for you. I’ll always be here for you, Calum Thomas Hood. There will never be a time where I won’t be there for you. Ever. Do you hear me, Hood? Ever.”

“I hear you loud and clear,” Calum muttered, giving you a big smile as you backed off and took a sip of your tea. 

“Now then,” you said, clearing your throat as the black tea danced on your tastebuds. “Where’s Baby Hood?” 

“She’s on my bed, c’mon,” Calum said with a smile, guiding you up the stairs to his bedroom. You walk in quietly to see the small human sprawled on Calum’s bed, obviously in a heavy slumber. You put your mug on Calum’s nightstand as you take a seat on his bed. 

“She…” you began, your fingers rubbing along one of her rosy cheeks. “She looks just like you. What’s her name?” 

“Zoey, but it’s spelled with an X,” Calum said, chuckling at the uniqueness of her name. “So it’s X-O-E.” 

“Xoe, ay?” You whispered, carefully scooping her into your arms as you rocked her gently. “Well, Xoe, it’s nice to meet you. I’m your daddy’s best friend, Y/N, and I’ve saved his butt one too many times. I’ll be sure to help him, though, raise you up to be a pretty rad chick, okay?” You plant a kiss on her forehead while continuously rocking her in your arms. 

Calum was watching you with awe, seeing how much love and care you had for his daughter. Your gentle arms and loving voice was evident, having Calum bite his bottom lip in adoration. The way you spoke to his daughter as if she were your very own made Calum see you in a completely different light. You, his very best friend and partner and crime, became the woman that he has always needed. 

I’m in love with you, Y/N. Calum relays in his head, his almond eyes studying you with temptation.

“It was you all along, wasn’t it…” Calum said, having you turn over to him in confusion as he chuckled. 

“What’d you say?” You replied, watching as he walked over to you and gave you a goofy grin. 

“I’ll tell you over dinner, okay?” Calum mumbled, kissing your cheek before rubbing Xoe’s soft cheek. You blushed, feeling your heart beat a little too fast as you held Xoe close. 

“Are you… asking me on a date, Calum T. Hood?” 

“Why yes I am, Y/N Y/Middle/N Y/L/N,” Calum replied, having the both of you smile at one another before your eyes were directed back down to the small child. Her eyes were opening groggily, revealing the eyes identical to her father’s as she familiarized herself with you. 

In just a few moments, Xoe gave you a big and happy smile and you found yourself stupidly smiling back. 

When mama said that it was okay
Mama said that it was quite alright,
Our kind of people had a bed for the night,
And it was ok,
Mama told us we are good kids,
And daddy told us never listen to the ones,
Pointing nasty fingers and making fun,
‘Cause we were good kids.


a doodle of kageyama smol brothers cause this song got me just right

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

// hanging out with Bangtan gang

J: oh wait I know! (Y/N) sing that song you always sing to me…

You: what? what was it? OH…NOOO I CAN’T DO IT IN FRONT OF THIS GUYS. THEY’LL TEASE..

J: aniiii, just do it baby

You: uhmmmm ok…

Look in my eyes
Can you see my heartbeat?
Swirling everywhere I go
Look in my eyes
I will be next to you
You let me be on the line

- All of a sudden the rest of Bangtan joins - 

All:  Step Step
Where do we go now?
It feels like lost in a wrong maze
Step Step
Here we are half way home
And we will never give up

You: HAHAHHA WHAT GUYS..

J: I told you all she’s good, just like me (smiles at you)

ok, BUT OK, YURI ON ICE NEVER STOPS TO SURPRISE ME, I THOUGHT THE ENDING THEME SONG WAS GOING TO PLAY AND THE PV TO NEXT EPISODE WAS GOING TO SHOW UP BUT NO.. NO… INSTEAD!! DRUNK YUURI HAPPENED AND WE FIND OUT WHY VICTOR BECAME YUURI’S COACH, AND NOT ONLY THAT BUT VICTOR. VICTOR HAS PROBABLY HAD A CRUSH ON YUURI SINCE THEN AND IM SO FUCKING SHOOK RIGHT NOW I CANT HANDLE OR PROCESS ANYTHING BUT IM CRYIGN AND SCREAMING AND MAYBE I AM DEAD RN I CANT TELL 

Shiro: (wants to meme keith)

Shiro:(throws a rock at keiths shack of a house)

Keith:(loads a shot gun) YALL CANT HAVE MY GOD DAMNED CANS- shiro? why are you throwing rocks at my house are with with the desert bandits?

shiro: I have a lot of questions suddenly but I will wait to ask them becouse I need you to hear a song, its the greatest song in the world

Shiro:(rickrolls keith)

Keith: (comes out of house and hugs shiro) Im never gonna give you up either!

Shiro: I- yeah ok that was totally my intention (hugs keith back)

(later, in space)

Keith:(hums never gonna give you up to shiro while sitting with him on the space couch, a small smile on his face)

Lance: is…is that never gonna give you up?

Keith: yup! shiro once played to tell me he wouldnt give me up :)

Lance: (stares accusingly at shiro)

shiro:(SWEATS)

You’re Not Mine

Originally posted by spn-always-keep-fighting

This is for @hasta-impalasta​​​ 1K Celebration Challenge. I chose the song Stay With Me-Danity Kane. Dean x Reader (was going to be male, but there’s not actually any specification, so I guess gender neutral, hope ur OK with that!)

Characters: Dean, Y/n, Amara

Pairing: Dean x Y/n (gender neutral)

Warnings: Angst? Loss of love? Unrequited love, jealousy, sadness. 

Word Count: 750

Summary: Sometimes, the one you love, loves another. 

A/N: Ok, so it was meant to be a male reader, but I never used any specifying words, so I guess it’s gender neutral. Hope ur ok with that! So, written in Amara’s P.O.V. Cos that’s where I went when I read the lyrics. Just sort of angst on her part and a bit of sadness. That’s it. Hope u like it!

Tagged Peeps: @waywardsons-imagines​​​ @whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname​​​ @sallyp-53​​​@malachai-winchester​​​ @helvonasche​​​ @kaitlynnlovegood​​​ @notnaturalanahi​​​ @wayward-mirage​​​@riversong-sam​​​ @nerdflash​​​ @miss-miep​​​ @impala-dreamer​​@mypeopleskillsarerusty0203​​@greek-geek481​​​ @chelsea072498​​ @deals-with-demons​​@plaidstiel-wormstache​​ @impalaimagining​​@deathtonormalcy56​​ @scorpiongirl1 @the-latina-trickster​​

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I hate myself for doing this. Why am I letting you affect me?

At first I didn’t understand. Didn’t understand the attraction we had, didn’t understand the bond.

But I accepted it. I accepted that I needed you. That I wanted you. I think I even loved you.

Well, love. I still do.

I remember the soft touch of your lips on mine, the intoxicating smell that was you.

Whiskey. Leather. And some strong aftershave.

Your lips were warm against mine, making me feel life for the first time in a while.

But each time I try to reach out for you, you’re not there.

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