well it was a monumental moment

Hallelujah

Summary: Through Bucky’s eyes, he falls in and out of love with you.

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Bucky Barnes

Word Count: 1,545 (incl. lyrics)

Warnings: Angst. 

A/N: Heard this song today and well, this came out. Hope you all enjoy.

Originally posted by gliceria


Well I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah 

I remember the day I met her. I recall everything, the clothes she was wearing, the weather, the name of the waitress that was taking my order, how stale the soda became because I was so entranced with her, with the way she moved. I remember everything. And every now and again, my brain goes over this occasion, because it does not want to forget, does not want these details of such a monumental moment in my life to fade away.

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I’m fucking DONE. 

My heart was breaking..  Adele is so sweet, this is a beautiful moment between 2 extremely talented women

“Tonight winning this kinda feels full circle like a bit of me has come back to myself, but I can’t possibly accept this award. And I’m very humbled and I’m very grateful and gracious but my artist of my life is Beyoncé and this album for me – the Lemonade album was just so monumental. Beyoncé, it was so monumental and so well thought out. And so beautiful and soul bearing. And we all got to see another side to you that you don’t always let us see and we appreciate that. And all our artists here adore you. You are our light. I love you and I always have and I always will.” – Adele

Now I need a duet asap 

Guide to commonly-overheard New Year’s resolutions, as organized by Guardian Type:

Warlocks:

Firm re-dedication to unraveling the mysteries of the Traveler, as well as to the unrelenting betterment of one’s physical and mental prowess.

Titans:

Become a living monument to those Titans who tread the path before, and a shield that stands, immovable, between the Darkness and those it seeks to destroy.

Hunters:

Push Warlock companion off cliff as they attempt to manage Vault space; laugh at their stupid jetpack.

- Cryptarch Records // “Field Guide to Strategy” // Rejected

okay so i couldn’t stop thinking of andrew and aaron’s joint sessions and their relationship (god i will never be over this), and so this hc was born:

  • imagine if something small really happened, like you know how betsy likes to make hot cocoa and offer beverages in general?? once she offered a cup to aaron asking him something barely relevant to their situation at all, “with marshmallows or without marshmallows?" 
  • and he just shrugs and goes "with. helps with the stress.” and looks at Andrew for a moment (he pretends to not notice)
  • and imagine also if nothing particularly great happened during those sessions, nothing monumental (well, getting them there together was monumental enough in its own right (always celebrate even the small victories)) so once it was over they just went back to how they used to be, quiet and barely acknowledging the other’s presence unless needed
  • but flashforward to when katelyn’s suddenly in the hospital for whatever reason, and naturally aaron is worried out of his mind, and the team decides to show up for support, and aaron and neil even manage a civil conversation for a few moments 
  • aaron is just sitting there with the team, completely wrecked and barely even taking a notice of Andrew’s absence; he didn’t really expect him to show up in the first place
  • so when he sees pale hands and black armbands in front of his face, he was slightly taken aback
  • and even more so, when he places a mug of hot cocoa in between Aaron’s hands, marshmallows already beginning to melt
  • “helps with the stress”
  • aaron barely hears him say it before Andrew plops himself down next to neil
  • nicky is silently screaming into his fist because oh look it’s another Moment We Aren’t Allowed To Talk About
  • and andrew minyard, however heartless one could take it, didn’t really give a single shit about katelyn at that moment, but his brother, though he would never state it outright, was another matter
  • he always was, though he could never form it into words, or graceful actions
  • but it was also at that moment when aaron began to really understand
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Sixsmith. I climb the steps of the Scott Monument every morning and all becomes clear. Wish I could make you see this brightness. Don’t worry, all is well. All is so perfectly, damnably well. I understand now that boundaries between noise and sound are conventions. All boundaries are conventions, waiting to be transcended. One may transcend any convention if only one can first conceive of doing so. Moments like this, I can feel your heart beating as clearly as I feel my own, and I know that separation is an illusion. My life extends far beyond the limitations of me. 

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I climb the steps of the Scot monument every morning and all becomes clear. Wish I could make you see this brightness. Don’t worry, all is well. All is so perfectly, damnably well. I understand now that boundaries between noise and sound are conventions. All boundaries are conventions, waiting to be transcended. One may transcend any convention if only one can first conceive of doing so. Moments like this, I can feel your heart beating as clearly as I feel my own, and I know that separation is an illusion. My life extends far beyond the limitations of me.

I’m DONE.

My heart was breaking..  this is a beautiful moment between 2 extremely talented women

“Tonight winning this kinda feels full circle like a bit of me has come back to myself, but I can’t possibly accept this award. And I’m very humbled and I’m very grateful and gracious but my artist of my life is Beyoncé and this album for me – the Lemonade album was just so monumental. Beyoncé, it was so monumental and so well thought out. And so beautiful and soul bearing. And we all got to see another side to you that you don’t always let us see and we appreciate that. And all our artists here adore you. You are our light. I love you and I always have and I always will.” – Adele

Now I need a duet asap 

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“Moments like this, I can feel your heart beating as clearly as I feel my own, and I know that separation is an illusion. My life extends far beyond the limitations of me.”

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I know I posted earlier - But this really was such a monumental moment in my life. 3 hours of waiting for all of about 20 seconds, but it was absolutely worth it. I would do it again in a heartbeat. Gerard, and My Chem in general, have done amazing work, supporting and rallying for so many who awkwardly struggled through finding purpose for their life. Both times I’ve seen Gerard perform live, he’s always had an aura that dismissed any insecurities that even he has admitted to having. And in doing so, many others were able to forget about their insecurities as well, if even for a little while. Gerard’s lived the life that so many of us have - From struggling young adult with no purpose, to someone who wakes up loving what he does for a living. Not everyone is so fortunate, but through his music, through his writing, and through just living his life - persevering, Gerard gave many people, myself included, something that each of us struggled to find each day. He gave us hope. I couldn’t be more proud of how far he’s come, and who he is today. I couldn’t tell him all of that in those 20 seconds. In those 20 seconds, I was able to shake his hand, thank him for coming out to sign autographs (ticket proceeds for which were donated to Duke’s Children Hospital), thank him for the amazing work he’s done, and to never give up. In response, he thanked me, and asked me to never quit reading, and never quit listening. I’m really glad that he was so humble. I’m saddened by the fact that I wasn’t able to see his panel this weekend (I didn’t even know of it), but I hope the person who took my would-be spot gained a little knowledge, a little hope, that they needed. What an amazing moment. #gerardway #nccomicon

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The first and third image are my favorite moments (I know I said I wouldn’t analyze Sasuke cheering Sakura up, but it fits into my post). So the first moment is during the tree climbing exercise; Sakura perfects it on the first try, and Sasuke asking Naruto for help - or anyone for help - for the very first time is monumental. Sasuke essentially values Sakura’s advice; he sucks up his pride to ask Naruto, who had no qualms with admitting his weakness. We know from the bell test that Sasuke thinks his teammates are a hindrance, but I think Kakashi pointing out Sakura’s chakra control opens a window for Sasuke, and he - for the first time as well - acknowledges her strength.

And it’s interesting because when they come back from the Wave mission, Sasuke calls Sakura “weak” and tells her to stop bothering him and to train more. I think, on some level, Sasuke knows Sakura has potential and wants her to redirect her passions elsewhere.

Which is why I provided the third screenshot, because Sasuke has been called a tsundere on various occasions by SasuSaku fans - and it’s true. Despite telling Sakura she needs to train more, I feel like he doesn’t mean it as harshly as she seems to believe. So when he takes the time to notice that she’s not acting like herself, he cheers her up on his own accord. Sasuke acknowledges that she’s intelligent, and that she’s well-acquainted in genjutsu. However, the last time she was put under a genjutsu by Kakashi, Sasuke had blatantly stated that Sakura “would fall for that.”

Keep in mind the fact that Sasuke cheering Sakura up occurs BEFORE Team 7 knew they couldn’t enter the exams without one another. So when he tells Sakura that she’s the most improved in their team, it’s not for the team’s or his benefit that he does so, but because of Sakura’s feeling of insufficiency. 

I think that’s why I love this pairing. They provide something that the other lacks. Sasuke is the main catalyst to Sakura’s large improvement in the future, and Sakura’s love - a feeling that Sasuke abandoned for power -  is what saves him.

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And then he sets it without even bothering to open his eyes because he already knows exactly what it is and what he needs to do. Damn, I love how he’s just so completely in tune with Kaiba and his deck in this moment. It’s just amazing!

And Ishizu’s reaction is pretty great as well. She’s the first one in the group watching to realize what just happened before he even sets the card. And I like how her thought there is the same sort of thing she said to Kaiba earlier. She told him that the tower he built is the place where souls meet, the monument of his connection to his ancient past and the friend that he lost. And now on top of that tower, Atem and Kaiba’s souls have met in Atem’s deck and that’s what creates the miracle.

The zombie lie that George W. Bush “kept us safe” keeps coming back around, because the GOP wants everyone to believe that the Bush presidency began on September 12, 2001.

Remember:

National Security Adviser Condoleezza Rice has made a big point of the fact that Tenet briefed the president nearly every day. Yet at the peak moment of threat, the two didn’t talk at all. At a time when action was needed, and orders for action had to come from the top, the man at the top was resting undisturbed.

Throughout that summer, we now well know, Tenet, Richard Clarke, and several other officials were running around with their “hair on fire,” warning that al-Qaida was about to unleash a monumental attack. On Aug. 6, Bush was given the now-famousPresident’s Daily Brief (by one of Tenet’s underlings), warning that this attack might take place “inside the United States.” For the previous few years—as Philip Zelikow, the commission’s staff director, revealed this morning—the CIA had issued several warnings that terrorists might fly commercial airplanes into buildings or cities.

And now, we learn today, at this peak moment, Tenet hears about Moussaoui. Someone might have added 2 + 2 + 2 and possibly busted up the conspiracy. But the president was down on the ranch, taking it easy. Tenet wasn’t with him. Tenet never talked with him. Rice—as she has testified—wasn’t with Bush, either. He was on his own and, willfully, out of touch.

A USA Today story, written right before Bush took off, reported that the vacation—scheduled to last from Aug. 3 to Sept. 3—would tie one of Richard Nixon’s as the longest that any president had ever taken. A week before he left, Bush made a videotaped message for the Boy Scouts of America. On the tape, he said, “I’ll be going to my ranch in Crawford, where I’ll work and take a little time off. I think it is so important for the president to spend some time away from Washington, in the heartland of America.”

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It’s makes me so proud as not only a huge fan of @therock but a passionate digital creator, that someone so epic is has recognized the power of the digital space. Three videos in and Dwayne already has 687k subs. I need to step my game up because my boi is already killing it like I knew he would. I’m rooting for you Dj. All of #TeamSuper is as well. Thank you so much for allowing me to be a part of this monumental moment and showing you how to get in MyTub… I mean, YouTube. Love you x •if you haven’t already, subscribe to Dj at YouTube.com/TheRock and check out this dope video we did on his channel ft amazing, way cool creators like @markipliergram @gracehelbig @flula @alexwassabi @laurdiy @romanatwood @gigigorgeous #Dwilly

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I don’t want to be that type of person anymore

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Oliver’s voice is so much softer and higher here, so vulnerable. It just breaks my heart that he feels comfortable enough to use his true voice again and with Felicity. 

It’s clear from his hesitation and his expression that just thinking about being the Arrow again is exhausting for him. Imagine the energy he had to summon to force himself to create and sustain that persona over time. It had to have been a monumental effort. We know Oliver is pretty gooey inside. He’s a lover, not a fighter at his core. So the fact that he was able to make himself something that he was not, and succeed so well at it, points to an enormous internal strength and will to survive and overcome. 

The viewer sees the Arrow go through the motions so fluidly and so well, that it doesn’t seem like a struggle, but for 8 years this man has been forcing himself, nearly every moment of the day, to be something that he’s not- for his father, for the city he loves, for atonement. 

And here he thought maybe he could rest a bit, snuggle his woman, bake some desserts, maybe get a dog. But the moment he tries to settle down, they pull him back in because no one else has the fortitude and the ability to sacrifice blood and dreams that Oliver Queen does. And they know he will. 

This is why Oliver Queen is my favorite. 

First Date || CLOSED|| w/ Meditake

Tobirama wasn’t one to let a threat go unnoticed. The same could be said with a dare. While his portrayed a very calm and strict persona, he was just like everyone else. He just so happened to  have the stress of an entire country on his shoulders. He decided that this little ‘dare’ might be good for him. A big plus is the girl he was dared to go on a date with was absolutely adorable.

“Well…” He finally said after several moments of standing in the streets of Konoha with her at his side. “Where would you like to go. I have plenty of money so we can go to any restaurant you want if you’re hungry” 

He was trying to be open and talkative, but he just wasn’t a very talkative man, this was going to be difficult. 

“Or….” He paused. His face reddening a bit. “We could go to the top of the hokage monument and look at the stars?”

@meditake

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Grand, Kolkata                Dec  15,  2015                   Tue 11:32 pm




Just amazing that these monuments can and do take the urgency of the matter away from one and pass it on to the next gene …

But work is always a joy .. especially when you have such storis and scripts that evolve over time ..

A moment of laughter in the sobriety of the ground we stood on ..

During my stay of almost 8 years in this ‘city of joy’, I had never seen this location .. and it is strange that today with so many years between us, I find myself walking through these well designed galleries among those that have served life and departed .. some of the epitaphs hold ages that are incredibly low .. and some of the words on them so touching and divine ..

this one was an exception .. we still have not got over the habit of defiling our ancient monuments, with scribbling and name endorsing on them .. but the one above was exempted .. this one reads

 “SUSHOBHAN ..1996 - coming soon”

Now this is class .. !!

Loved the way the SS’s were depicted .. 

This is a clearer picture of that one above ..

It is strange .. the moment you spend a few days .. well a little more than a few days in one city, it adopts you .. in a step motherly state albeit, but adopt it does … Kolkata does that to people .. certainly to one particular person ..

A kind gentleman visited me today, who wished to present me with a ‘shervani’ .. he did .. he had seen ‘Deewar’ a good 90 times and expressed a slight disappointment that this trip had not got sufficient mention on Kolkata in the Blog, unlike last time .. 

If he reads this today .. I try to make amends  Sire ..

thats thought provoking … err .. WAZIR revisited !!!

and laughter with colleague Nawazuddin ..

the dates astonish one .. time has moved to beyond the beyond .. and still the beyond is or has not reached discovery .. it shall some day ..

I sleep now with the scene for the morrow and the classic fear of not being capable of delivery .. no matter how many years you may have spent in front of a camera, for me, it is still a frightening thought to be in possession of lines that need to be remembered and spoken with feeling and within the right grades ..

We live in greater isolation than we did in our times. We live for the other more than for the self, though the ‘self’ has nurtured wings and swims along with a million ‘selfies’ - that will and should be the most able and capable dictionised reverence to this unique word .. more importantly this unique practice of documenting all and sundry that comes in view ..

This land 

this documented land 

lend me your ears and face

so I could question those that make

and those that do not 

Those that had an issue with the taker 

or the maker

of a million pictures ..


Stay awake .. do not good night the night .. 

My love 

Amitabh Bachchan

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THE BLANCHE CHRONICLES

On her first day in the fair Willow Creek, Fleur discovers that there is adventure to be had in the most mundane of things. A blank canvas becomes a journey of self discovery, and the friendly faces at the park are monuments to be explored. Granted, at the end of it all she takes a moment to play Sims Forever like it is a cleansing process before some well deserved sleep for her first day at her new job.

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Jalsa, Mumbai              July  16/17,  2015              Fri/Sat 1:50 am



Birthday - EF - Walaa Zakariya Mohammed Ahmed Ali … all our wishes for a happy day and with love and blessings .. how fortunate for your birthday to fall on Eid .. !!

Jamat - ul - Vida   !!

EID MUBARAK


On this auspicious occasion of celebration and prayer and love and peace and forgiveness and blessings .. may the One Above, may Allah, give and bestow his very best for us all ..



What is it that provokes emotion and tears welling up on the playing of the National Anthem of the country .. what is it that unfurls within us when the flag of our respective nations, flutters against the wind, on the enthusiastic shoulders and hands of cheering crowds at events, at the moment of its presence atop national monuments and structures … what is it that spurs within us a desire to be strong and uplifted in the presence of even the worst adversary .. what ??

No matter where you hear it, in whatever condition in whatever situation, there is something about this song this anthem this composition, that brings the hair on end and leaves you with the power of national pride and place ..


For the opening of the ProKabaddi they ask me to render it live before the start of the first game in Mumbai .. they shall have it sung live for all the games throughout the tournament, by leading figures, choirs, orchestra’s and composers .. such a wonderful feel it leaves us all with .. to be a part of this privilege .. to be a part of national identity, national binding and national honour. Each individual in each and every part of the world and country goes through this extraordinary moment, singing in unison, each word each strain of the notes and words bringing incredible meaning and joy ..

The tune be the same the words unchanged, except perhaps in the United Kingdom, where the God saves the Queen now, but will come a time when it shall be altered to the King … the holding of the banner in military protocol, in respect and in its dignity .. it is beyond measure ..

There are anthems that have no words !! I saw it during the World Cup Football .. I was wondering why none of the players were singing the words as the Anthem played, only to be told later that that particular country did not have any 

words, just a tune, of respect and attention … fascinating !!

So the Kabaddi season starts, and the Jaipur Pink Panthers, Abhishek’s team, that won the championship last year plays the first match against UMumba ,, the very team they played first last year ..

The LOGO has changed for Jaipur, it is more attitudinal and relaxed and somewhat cool .. !! My limited vocabulary coerces me to usage of ‘cool’ .. a word I do not contribute to much .. 

The speed of conversation and the usage of abbreviated expressions in the vocabulary by this generation, shall be finding its way into the formal contributors of literature and alphabets .. in time all that looks to us to be insignificant or intemperate, shall become a part of knowledge books dictionaries, and the like that shall be our world wide reference points when sufficient time has lapsed .. the power of the human spirit .. the power of our existence and presence …



In life, time comes when we lament the absence of goods that spell ‘materialism’. We wonder why the other has and we not. We wonder if we shall ever get to that spot. We either reconcile our state and position, or determine within to achieve what we do not possess, to possess it .. and when we do possess what we needed to possess, we discover that what we had laboured so diligently to possess, is really a mere speck in what could possibly be achieved .. and so we begin that process and chase and ambition and persevere .. and we get there as well .. when we realise that its really too much to bear .. where shall we store it, what shall happen to it when we are gone .. will we leave it behind or leave it for others .. for family for relatives and friends .. for posterity .. what and where ? … we have no answers .. at least I do not ..

The end when it comes, shall leave us hopefully with the clothing that covers our naturalness … that is all .. that is all that shall travel to the cremation to the grave or wherever they shall put you .. and you shall be none the wiser of the belongings that you yearned and worked for the entire life …

Today a new shelf in the construct of my room, where I load books upon unread books, littered about on it, gives me the joy and the moment relief of having found space to be utilised in bringing order to the table desk and the room where I work .. tomorrow it shall fall short again, and newer space shall have to be created … 

Life is a shelf .. a shelf of unread books .. some partially reflected upon .. but mostly put up in ordered discipline, to define neat and tidy practice .. books that mount these shelves shall with time find their neighbourhood occupied by another of their clime .. they shall live shoulder to shoulder, in dust and grime and moth eaten pages and without care .. and then one fine day when far too much time has elapsed without attention, they shall fall apart and be a burden to that shelf that rack that storage … and be removed to the garbage as waste .. or given in instruction to those that survive age .. perhaps to be preserved or lost .. who knows .. for life would have removed you from the shelf permanently, without care or advise or instruction .. 

They could be offered to the alter of the funeral pyre, or the depths of the grave. Many do. Dress up the individual or that document of pages called ‘book’, with all that the departed cherished - reading glasses, general upkeep materials, belongings that were dear .. all ..

Books could find their way into the graves of the departed too .. of course ..

The glasses to read are there. The books are there. And there is only time. Time in endless presence, to spend and waste and READ …

At times there are strange stories of over possessiveness .. 

My Father used to tell me the tale of a very distant old relative of the bygone era, who valued beyond measure her monetary savings. There were no banks then, and obviously in her social standing no vaults either .. she carried the treasure around with her .. in a large tin box .. one rupee coins .. of silver !!

Never left it alone , never permitted anyone to be even remotely close to it .. just sat over it or slept on it, or clung to it when in bed, so no one would have access to it .. just she and her valued savings in one rupee silver coins  ..

And then … one day she fell desperately ill .. she lost health by the day and soon realised the end was now upon her ..

One late night she passed away .. without letting anyone know of her passing .. her last instructions were to the kitchen asking for a bowl of curds .. dahi .. !

When members of the family entered her room, the next morning, after long, they found her lying there in bed .. CHOKED ON HER OWN SAVINGS OF HER SILVER ONE RUPEE COINS … THE ENDS OF HER MOUTH BEARING TRACES OF LAST NIGHTS ORDERED CURDS ..

NOT WANTING EVER TO LET ANYONE BE IN POSSESSION OF HER VALUABLES .. SHE DECIDED TO EAT HER COINS, DIPPING THEM IN DOSES OF CURD TO MAKE THEM PALATABLE .. !!!

The curds were for that .. she died choked on her own saved coins which she was wanting no one to possess .. !!! 

POSSESSIVENESS … !!!

Possessiveness can possess … but not for long !!




Since I have left eating sweets and all things bright and kheer - jalebi oriented ..I finish my dinner with a bowl of curd and sugar, as my daily sweet meat after meal .. and my Bank takes care of my rupee’s !!!

Good night 





Amitabh Bachchan