When people talk about music in Korea, most refer to R&B and K-pop groups, yet there aren’t many who talk about rock music. This underrated genre certainly deserves more attention, especially considering many K-pop groups use elements of rock in their own music. So take a look below at some of Korea’s greatest rock artists. You’ll be surprised at how talented they truly are.
Tell us the moment Zoe thought 'this is the person I want to be with' (in the romantic sense)?
It’s not so much one moment as it is a whole series of things.
After Habitat 7, a good portion of the Pathfinder team requests reassignment. Some of them have medical reasons, and their requests come with a supporting note from Harry. Some weren’t prepared for the level of adversity they’re facing; Zoe can’t blame them, she sure as hell wasn’t, either. Some of them don’t quite say, but she’s pretty sure they signed on to work with the great Alec Ryder, not her. Whatever their reasons, she grants all the requests without question. If they don’t want to be in, she doesn’t want to be relying on them.
Cora and Liam stay, and she is so grateful for both of them that she almost can’t breathe for a second.
Whenever she makes a dumb joke to relieve tension, Liam laughs first. Whenever he makes a dumb joke, it’s right when she needed to hear one.
They plumb each other’s knowledge of shitty action vids, much to the eye-rolling of others on the crew, and when she claims that Butterfly Warriors of Thessia Dawn is an underrated genre classic, he goes off and watches it before coming back to tell her that he doesn’t agree, but he sees her point. This is dumb, silly stuff, she knows perfectly well, but it’s also the stuff that keeps her from tearing her hair out or screaming or committing homicide of Nexus leadership.
It’s that when she comes up from Elaaden, swearing and covered in sand and sweat, and Liam asks what’s wrong, and she explains about finding the turian stasis pods and finishes, “It would have been nice to find a real Pathfinder,” he says, “Whoa, hold on, what do you mean real Pathfinder?”
And he means it.
It’s that he had the crazy optimism to ship a car to Andromeda the slow way, and the stubbornness to stick around even though their pretty propaganda posters haven’t panned out.
She watches him frantically apologizing, reprimanding himself so she doesn’t have to, gesturing wildly, his face so earnest, and any anger she had left dissolves into helpless fondness, because they might get in the shit together, but they work together to get out of it, too.
It’s that he never stops trying to build bridges, and when he screws up, he picks himself up and tries again.
It’s one moment after another, after another, and by the time she’s standing on Eos with sun on her face and wind in her hair, she already knows, but there was no one moment she realized.
i’ve been thinking a bit about starting a regular fic rec list, but with a twist: a rec list especially for crackfic. there are a lot of people doing rec lists already, but i’d like to use mine to help get writers of crackfic exposure.
crack is an underrated genre. i think that a lot of funny fics go unnoticed and the writers of humorous fic don’t get the kudos they deserve because people don’t give crack a chance: people assume crack will be badly written, plotless, or pointless. but funny writing is real writing! it takes a lot of work and talent to write humor–it’s just as difficult as writing angst or smut,
so, please hit up my askbox with funny YOI fics! all pairings and ratings welcome. i’m hoping to post the first rec list in a week or two. thanks for your help!
When I tell people I’m a dancer, they take one look at my frame and assume I’m lying. I don’t have what’s considered the conventional “dancer’s body” because I’m big boned and I’ve always been a bit chubby.
But what they don’t realize is that there is a whole world of dance outside the principal ballerina; that not all dance requires you to be that petite size two model that stands with her legs perfectly turned out and toes pointed all the time.
(Side note: big girls can do that, too. I danced en pointe for 5 years, and soft shoe ballet for 15.)
When I tell people I’m a dancer, what I mean is that I lived in my tap shoes. Rhythm has always been my strong point, being that I’m a musician as well. Tap helped me with music, and music helped me with tap.
I don’t want to sound arrogant, but I kicked ass at tap. For once, I felt like I was up to par with the other girls around me, and that I really knew what I was doing. The ability to create rhythm gave me a level of creativity and freedom that other genres didn’t, and for the first time, I felt confident.
I worked my ass off at that studio, and though I left every class drenched in an appalling amount of sweat, I also left with a huge smile on my face.
As cliche as it sounds, I found myself through tap. Its such an underrated genre, and I’m tired of the stereotype that you “aren’t a dancer” if you can’t slide into a split or nail 6 pirouettes in a row.
For the first time since I was two years old, I’m not dancing, and I miss it terribly. I’ll never forget all those years of ballet, jazz, lyrical, modern, pointe, and broadway, but I definitely will hold on to the skills tap taught me and hope to pick it up again next year in college.
“Time to cross another item off your
list,” you insisted, as Steve rolled his eyes in amusement. He knew you were
just trying to distract him. His search for Bucky was going nowhere. Wherever
he was, he didn’t want anyone to find him.
Steve had been a bit down in the dumps
since he had returned from his last fruitless search, and you hated to see him
sad. No one deserved to be happy after everything they’d been through more than
“Well Tony already had me watch Star
Wars, and Clint says he wants to be the one to introduce me to I Love Lucy. So
what’ll it be?”
“Disco,” you stated, grinning.
“Really?” he asked skeptically.
“It is a highly underrated genre,” you
defended your choice. “But I’m going to narrow it down. Today, you shall be
schooled in Donna Summer.” He raised a brow. “Trust me, I’m sure Sam would
agree that she was the queen of Disco. Bad Girls, Last Dance, MacArthur Park…”
“It is on the list,” he
gave in with a smile. “But I draw the line at dancing. Sam showed me some of
his ‘moves’ once and I think I could actually injure someone if I tried that. I
was never much of a dancer,” Steve admitted with a hint of melancholy.
“Deal,” you agreed, squeezing his hand
gently before dragging him from the couch to look at the albums you brought
with you. “But one day I’m going to get you to dance with me, Captain.”
He chuckled, letting you lead him around
like a puppy. “Yes, ma’am.”
It had been four
days now since your abduction.
There had been
no rescue attempt. No sign of Nat, Steve, or the team.
had you injected with caused searing pain throughout your body. He delighted in
your every scream and groan. When the iridescent blue liquid was finished being
injected into your arm, the pain finally subsided and you were able to catch
your breath again.
That lasted an
hour, before it was time to start again.
I think metal is one of the most underrated genre of music. It’s always “their just yelling” or “that’s devil worship” or “that’s not real music”. Yeah it’s rough and aggressive and SOUNDS hateful, but it’s not always. If you actually listen to what is being said you’ll hear a lot of messages of encouragement, motivation, and perseverance in a lot of songs. Being someone who suffers from depression and self harm, I can’t tell you how many times heavy metal has pushed me to keep fighting through my lowest moments. So the next time you wanna judge somebody for listening to the metal genre, I suggest you shut the fuck up and rethink your statement. Cause you just might end up sounding like an asshole.
I love romance novels.
I grew up on them and they shaped my taste in media and what I want to create.
Romance is an extremely underrated and unfairly mocked genre and can be used to tell amazing stories about ANYTHING.
So it’s ok if I want to add a romantic subplot to this story or if I want to make it the focal point of another.
Stop letting the world convince you that romance cheapens a story.
A/N: I’m still alive! Bits of this may feel rushed, that’s because I’ve been tweaking this thing for weeks now before finally deciding, screw it, I’m going to post it anyway. There should be some other fics coming along soon, too. Lots of half-finished ones lying around here…
You may remember Vincent from chapter 5. This thing is part of the demonology student Dipper arc which started here.
television played some mindless comedy show. In the background her aquarium
made a soothing bubbling sound.
was curled up on the couch, snug under a fleece blanket. Her eyes were glued to
the screen of her tablet computer, a reading program opened up. Romantic
science fiction was an underrated genre, really.
air between her and the television was suddenly full of demon and it was only years of experience that stopped her
from throwing her tablet at its head and drawing her spray can with holy water.
I think jazz is a highly underrated genre of music.
While I don’t mean to sound like a special snowflake, I don’t think many people my age really appreciate it. That’s fine and I respect that (music tastes are extremely subjective after all), but it would be cool to know I’m not the only one.
He’s a great writer whose work is horribly underrated because it’s commercially successful genre fiction. Also, he was badly injured after being run over by a van. When he got out of the hospital, he bought the van from its owner for the sole purpose of beating the shit out of it with a bat. Stephen King seems like a pretty cool dude.