this was such a pretty song ;;

Stupid (Yoongi/Reader Fluff)

Summary: It’s 2:45 am and Min Yoongi’s at your door. Stupid.

(( Note: Lol, hey guys… Guess who’s not dead. *Me (I think)* Sorry I went on hiatus out of nowhere :/ Can’t say that I’m back officially because like the last time I said that I was gone three months after (hehe). So I’m semi back I guess? I’ve been missing those active Tumblr days so much, I wish I can be on more, idk what will happen in the future but I’ll try my best to post more scenarios and just overall be more active :) HOPEFULLY SMH—Also I know nothing about piano/music writing, I apologize for any mistakes and please please listen to the song it’s really pretty ))

Literally, what the hell.”

You stared at your best friend, completely dumbfounded by the fact that you were even staring at him considering that it was pitch black and cold as shit out. In other words, it was 2:45 in the morning and no other than Min Yoongi was standing there right in front of you, hands stuffed deep into his large coat along with a fluffy scarf wrapped countless times around his head, hot air from his mouth puffing out into the frozen winter air. 

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My Queen

Drabble Prompt: “I am no longer a princess. Now, I am a queen.“   

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Requested by: @shadowpriestess6



Dean swears under his breath, watching the scene before him. He keeps trying to get his brother’s attention but it’s obviously not working.

“I’ll text your stupid ass then.” Dean growls as he watches your drunk frame dance on top of the library table.

Library. NOW!

Dean doesn’t know how it happened but you’re ridiculously drunk. A lot more than usual. At first, seeing you prance around in a crop top and boy shorts was pretty hot.

It was funny seeing you dance to a shitty pop song you’ve been blaring throughout the bunker. But now it’s just getting on his damn nerves.

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i remade so my blog is pretty much dead. so please reblog if you are a multifandom blog and/or post things related to:

  • animanga (90s anime, season anime, sports anime…)
  • kpop/kdramas (mamamoo, red velvet…)
  • cartoons (voltron, steven universe, gravity falls…)
  • literature (the foxhole court, the song of achiller, aristotle and dante…)
  • disney movies (moana, mulan…)
  • videogames
  • aesthetic stuff

+ having a tagging system.

I would appreciate it if mutuals would reblog this to spread the word. i hope y'all have a wonderful day!

picture this:

Bog tinkering around in the garage or kitchen or something, belting out the Van Halen version of Pretty Woman.  When Marianne discovers him, he then follows her giggling self through the house serenading the rest of the song to her!

Pretty woman, don’t walk on by
Pretty woman, don’t make me cry
Pretty woman. Don’t walk away-yay… 
If that’s the way it must be, okay
I guess I’ll go on home, it’s late
There’ll be tomorrow night, but wait…
What do I see?
She’s walking back to me!
Whoa, whoa, pretty woman 




GO CHECK IT OUT! They have one for Jyn Erso, Cassian Andor, K2SO, Orson Krennic, Finn, Kylo Ren, Rey, Luke, Darth Vader, Anakin, Han, BB-8, First Order Stormtrooper, Leia, Yoda, Boba Fett, Padme, R2-D2, C3PO, Chewie, Qui-Gon Jinn, Obi Wan, Lando, Emperor Palpatine, Mace Windu, Darth Maul. (BUT NO POE DAMERON? NO BHODI ROOK? NO BAZE OR CHIRRUT? I NEED A POE DAMERON & BHODI PLAYLIST!)

I’m listening to k2’s playlist and it’s pretty great. I almost had a heart attack when I saw this. 😍 🙌 😅 where is the Poe Dameron playlist? It actually makes me so upset/worried that the directors for episode 8 is saying that the plot is going to focus on FINN, Rey, and Kylo! Like did we freaking forget about Poe freaking Dameron the most amazing out of the trio??? Will he fade into the background? will he die??

mrsives  asked:

hi pauline, I was just wondering if you have any places in edinburgh you find particularly interesting/enjoyable/that you'd recommend to someone visiting there? I'll be there for 4 days with a friend, and we're trying to make the most of our visit. (also I hope you're enjoying the ma and living there, and apologies if this has already been asked!)

Hey love, sorry for my late reply! 

First things first, I have to say that I’m still pretty much a tourist in the city, and that I keep to the old part of town anyway, which might make things a bit boring for you. But here are the things I like doing best here:

Walk the Royal Mile up and down over and over again. It’s terribly cliché, but it’s such a lovely street, cobble-stoned, full of overpriced, archetypal scottish products, but resonating with the song of bagpipes, buoyant with street artists, surrounded by old, tilting houses, peppered with fairy lights; at the top, you enter a strange, time-travelesque, gothic slope that will bring you up to the castle, which is absolutely a must see. You can stay within the castle walls for hours on end—magnificent view, multiple museums and chapels, stony benches, a strange step in the Middle-Ages.

Tour the university campus—there, you’ll find Walter Scott’s house, the beautiful Old College buildings, the modern Library and its art collections. In the Student’s Union House, you’ll be able to take a drink and walk through rooms upon rooms of comfortable armchairs, hushed whispers and loud laughters, impressive ballrooms and tiny writing offices. Down the Middle Meadow Walk, you’ll find a large, green park too. 

Really, it’s a strangely scaled city: it feels like an out-of-time town, small and twisty and labyrinthine, yet it’s the capital, full of historic sites and cultural spots. 

St. Giles Cathedral is exquisite, and solemn, and full of light; of course the National Gallery is lovely if you’re interested in British art, but my favourite is the National Museum, which is a wonderful bric-à-brac of knowledge and playful activities and delightful treasures. There you’ll find fashion designs as well as medieval war weapons, dinosaur skeletons and Art Deco tapestries, the Lewis Chessmen, and even space stones. The National Library is worth a short visit, with its whacky museum and a bunch of beautiful maps and books. Grab a coffee in the charity coffee-shop of the Storytelling Centre, enjoy the view of its lush, secret garden, and its folktales bookstore. Near it, you’ll find my favourite jewellery shop, full of Scottish stones, Highland Gems. I also love to walk in the Greyfriars and the St. Cuthbert cemeteries, which are gothic and yet full of whimsical life stories, ornate benches, strange, twisted trees; and of course, try and go climb Arthur’s Seat—the climb is painful and the view is spectacular, and it’s so strange to see this ragged, wonderful, green, ocre, beautiful hill in the corner of your eye, wherever you are, alien in the center of the city. 

The light, here, anyway… The light on Arthur’s Seat, on Calton Hill (another nice climb!), on the Castle; rich and golden and extraordinary.

In Grassmarket, you’ll find Armstrong Vintage store, which I recommend wholeheartedly, especially if you want a Scottish wool cardigan for an affordable price, or even just to take a look at the ancient ecclesiastical and victorian garments hanging from the ceiling. There’s also this wonderful shop with a lot of dinosaur’s bones, fossils and star stones, Mr. Wood’s Fossils. From there and up to Westport, you’ll find Mary’s Milk Bar (great ice-cream), cute antique shops, bookstores, and the Art Library.

Now for my favourite bookstores, I’d recommend you go to Armchair Books (the absolute best, a twisting labyrinth of new and second-hand books, with a great antique section); Southside Books; Waterstones on Prince’s Street, where you’ll find beautiful modern editions and will be able to get some great coffee/tea and nice gluten free (or not) cakes; the OldTown bookshop, where victorian copies neighbour old maps and antique drawings of the old Edinburgh, and which is incidentally located on the lovely Victoria Street; and of course Blackwells, which features a very cool Harry Potter window. 

Now for the real Tourist Experience, I do recommend you take one or two of Edinburgh’s walking tours, because they’re wonderful. One of them would be the writer’s museum book-lover tour, which starts at the museum (very small, but super nice, with a lot of Scottish’s writers memorabilia) and takes you around Old Town—to the university where Conan Doyle studied, the hospital where J. M. Barrie invented Wendy, wrecking the myth of J. K. R’s Elephant House (Harry Potter was NOT written there!), etc. The other tours I’d recommend are the ghost tours (usually guides dress up and play morbid jokes on your group, and it’s a very fun way of learning about the actual old Edinburgh) and the underground tours (the underground city being full of morbid legends, spooky closes, twists and turns). 

Here you go, it’s mostly stuff you can find online, I’m afraid, but I hope you have fun!

adreamofserenity  asked:

⭐️-Been forever with prompts but I do this thing.

Yorumei ever shows far less than he often feels.  For Chizuri, he felt quite a lot.  She fascinated him, for he had never met another quite like her in her shows of kindness.  And yet, she also always seemed like something near untouchable to him… which made her all the more interesting.  Yorumei would have sang for her, brought her to meet the various spirits of the forest, and let her join him, at least once, in his reverie to the stars.  But ‘business’ ever came first, always will, and her safety was on the line.  

So too is guilt incredibly powerful in Yorumei’s mind.  He couldn’t dare bring himself to reach for what he felt he might tarnish, or worse. So there were walls and walls and walls. At the very least, he would help her and do what he could to see her live the life she wished.  


That time came and went, and he found he did nothing.  Not for lack of thought, not for lack of searching, but for lack of time tracked. So now, more often than not, when thoughts of her come to mind, the guilt is overwhelming.  Letters received solidified his concerns, he was absent, too slow, did not fulfill what he had claimed, and she was in dire need of aid.  

Yorumei doesn’t know Chizuri’s fate.  He hopes for the best, for a life she always wished, but cannot bring himself any attempts at reaching out for the feeling of failing her is too great.  She is even more untouchable now.

Instead, he treats her thought as a gentle spirit.  It’s true, he doesn’t know whether she is alive or not, cannot bring himself to do readings for her, to look into where he should not go.  But he sings small songs to the Quiet Lights out in the forest now and then, singing to just as small blue birds who might pass their song on to her. And he often remembers her kindness whenever the soft, inviting glow of paper lanterns catches his eye.

trigerinallya  asked:

Have you listened to the Orlando Heathers production? If you haven't, there's only audio of it on soundcloud and notably features viner and youtuber Thomas Sanders as JD. If you have, what are your thoughts?

I’ve listened to a couple songs from it, and I’m super surprised Thomas Sanders actually played JD! (*cough* dEAD GIRL WALKING*cough*) I feel like Thomas did a pretty good job at playing JD, but I wish I could watch it ;-;

mqevq  asked:

Song : Sia - Move Your Body / Ship : Sanvers.

The dance floor was practically shaking with the bass of the music, bodies writhing all around Alex as she struggled to move in time with the rhythm. She wasn’t much of a dancer, but she knew how to move her hips and wave her arms and…well, that was pretty much it. So she did that and prayed that she didn’t look like a fool.

Usually, she would have some kind of alcohol running through her veins by now, but she was trying to cut down on that. She’d spent too many nights behind bars for public intoxication and attempting to drive while drunk. She didn’t need that tonight. All she needed was to prove to herself that she could have plenty of fun without alcohol running through her veins.

So far, she wasn’t doing a very good job.

At least until another body started making its way towards her. Alex caught sight of curves and dimples and long dark hair and brown eyes that seemed to twinkle as the woman came closer, her hips moving perfectly to the fast beat. Alex was in awe, practically pausing her movements altogether as she watched the other woman coming closer and closer until she stopped barely a foot away and raised her eyebrows in question, holding out her hands.

Alex nodded, almost immediately, she slipped her hand into the shorter woman’s allowing herself to be pulled closer and trying to breathe as she felt the dark-haired woman place her hand on Alex’s hip and guided it to the rhythm of the Sia anthem currently playing over their heads. She pressed her body to Alex’s and their noses practically brushed as she leaned up, smiling as she stared into Alex’s eyes.

Alex felt all the air leave her lungs as the small woman purposely brushed their noses together, but it wasn’t an unpleasant feeling. When she pulled back, Alex felt the air return for only brief second, before the woman turned and pressed her back against Alex’s front, reaching for her hands and encouraging the taller woman to touch her hips as one of her arms raised to sling around Alex’s neck, her hips still gyrating and Alex did her best to follow along, becoming bold and leaning down to nuzzle the woman’s ear with her nose.

“My name’s Alex Danvers,” she husked, as she felt the woman press her ass against her.

She gave Alex a dimpled grin over her shoulder. “Maggie Sawyer,” she replied. “Pleasure to meet you.”

Alex groaned at that and gripped Maggie’s hips more tightly, pulling her closer. “Pleasure’s all mine,” she replied.

Maggie laughed and turned around, wrapping her arms around Alex’s neck, staring up into her beautiful hazel eyes. She cocked one eyebrow. “Not yet, it isn’t,” she replied, never losing beat with the rhythm. Alex practically swallowed her tongue and she felt her face get hot as Maggie laughed, again, throwing her head back so that her hair cascaded over her back.

Alex watched her with barely restrained lust, butterflies flooding her stomach, her heart expanding almost painfully. She cleared her throat and leaned down, pressing her lips against the shell of Maggie’s ear.

“Wanna get out of here?” she husked. She felt Maggie’s sharp inhale and the woman’s arms tighten around her shoulders. 

When she pulled back, she saw the lust reflected in Maggie Sawyer’s eyes and moaned, internally. “I thought you’d never ask,” Maggie said, her voice almost drowned out by the loud music, but Alex Danvers knew how to read lips. 

She reached back, removing Maggie Sawyer’s hands from the back of her neck and interlocking their fingers as she walked backwards through the crowd, pulling the tiny woman after her, as the music began to change.

anonymous asked:

I'm feeling a bit sad and anxious I think I might be PMSing but please tell me some happy things?

aw bby i’m so sorry ur feeling that way, here’s a list of happy things for u :

• the seasons
• sunrises
• sunsets
• cute dogs
• cute animals in general !!
• clean bed sheets
• laughter
• the first flowers that signify the beginning of spring
• smiles
• soft toys
• pretty jewellery
• polaroids
• pictures that turn out exactly how you want them to
• rainbows
• the flicker of candles
• candlelight
• family
• friends
• warm showers
• scarves
• dancing to ur favourite song
• when the leaves start to change in preparation for autumn
• good movies
• realising how wonderful u are as a person

anonymous asked:

Wow did Ryeowook actually write the letter in English? That's pretty impressive

We can’t guess which talents Wookie really has, that smol man is full of surprises anon-nom :) 

But as Wookie wrote in the first chapter of his letter he wrote the letter and asked his friend named Kun Woo to translate it to English. And Ryeowook wrote it again with his beautiful handwriting ^^

He did it because he received so many letters written in English from international fans. So he gave this letter as a gift to all of his fans, ELF :’)

Someone can be any cuter? I think NO


ok this song is soooooooooooooooooooooooo much fun