wine out of a mug

anonymous asked:

onew drinking wine out of a mug is 1000% plausible--i think key mentioned on some show/radio that he caught onew drinking some sort of alcohol (soju maybe??) in mug one morning alkdfaksdks unless that's where u got the idea lmao

omg no i didn’t even know that????
i just have always thought of him as that type of guy,,,,that stands there sipping wine out of a mug, completely unmoved by taemin drawing like a mustache on jonghyun’s passed out face while key cries over a vase minho broke playing soccer indoors ,,,,,,

anonymous asked:

After reading your shinee neighbourhood au,,,,, onew drinking wine out of a mug is I my new aesthetic tbh

key: hows your morning coffee?
onew: this is moscato but sure we’ll pretend it’s coffee for the children
camera zooms in on taemin: im the children 

p!atd album aesthetics
  • A Fever You Can't Sweat Out: women in corsets. drinking cheap wine out of mugs in your mother's basement. going to the school's ball all alone. red roses. an unloaded gun. the smell of candles and cigarettes. fear of adulthood. pretending like you're not angry or sad.
  • Pretty.Odd.: spring. the sound of rain hitting a window. hydrangeae. storms at the sea. blue eyes. minimalist graffitti. the smell of acrylic paint. laughter late at night. campfires. how small you feel when you look at the moon. missing someone that was toxic for you
  • Vices & Virtues: museums. an orchestra. dancers. candles. the smell of burnt out matches. 'lost place' photography. the city at night. getting over your fears.
  • Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die: reflections of streetlights in puddles. the overall busy feeling of a town. the smell of gasoline. running away from home. bad habits. cigarette smoke. snow. calling people when you know they won't pick up. old fears resurfacing.
  • Death of a Bachelor: a fancy ballroom. a passed out singer in a suit on the stage. drinking expensive wine out of red plastic cops. neon signs. ball gowns paired with converse. looking through old photos and noticing how much you've changed.

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NYFW gave me some made inspo for my farewell to NYC last night. It’s not Thursday or Friday, but we can totally do #SilkySunday, right? And now I’m in sweatpants and drinking wine out of a mug. #TheFameGame

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Eiríksmál

1. Odin said:
“What are these dreams?
At dawn, I saw myself
clearing Valhalla
for the coming of the slain;
I awoke the Einherjar [1],
told them to get up,
to put straw on benches,
and to wash out beer-mugs,
told the Valkyries to bring wine,
as if a warlord was coming;
from the home of man
I await heroes,
noble-hearted men,
to gladden my heart.”

2. Bragi [2] said:
“What thunders there
as though thousands are on the move,
as though a mighty host comes?
Benches creak and groan
as if Baldr is coming home
to Odin’s hall [3].”

3. Odin said:
“Don’t talk nonsense,
wise Bragi; you know
very well that all
this uproar is for Eirik [4],
who’s on his way here
to be a warrior in Odin’s hall.”

4. “Sigmund and Sinfjotli,
rise swiftly, and go
to meet the king.
Make him welcome
if it is Eirik;
I’m anxious to see him.”

5. Sigmund said:
“Why hope to meet Eirik
rather than other kings?”

Odin said:
“Because in many countries [5]
he has carried and reddened
his blood-crimsoned sword.”

6. Sigmund said (?):
“Why rob him of victory
if you think him so valiant [6]?”

Odin said:
“Since no one can tell
when the gray wolf [7]
will look grimly
at the home of the gods.”

7. Sigmund said:
“Hail to you, Eirik,
welcome here!
Enter the hall, wise king;
I must hear
what warriors follow you,
fresh from the fight.”

8. Eirik said:
“Five kings
follow; I’ll tell you
All their names.
I am the sixth.”


Sources and Notations

[Gen.] Angus A. Somerville and R. Andrew McDonald ed., The Viking Age: A Reader (Second Edition). (University of Toronto Press, 2014), 57-60. || This poem is incomplete and was likely commissioned by Eirik’s wife, Queen Gunnhild, after his death at the Battle of Stanmore in England in 954.

[1] Einherjar means “the dead warriors (in Valhalla).” It is in the nominative plural form. The singular form, Einheri, means “great champion (of Thor).” || Geir T. Zoëga, A Concise Dictionary of Old Icelandic. (Mineola, NY: Dover Publications, 2004), 107.

[2] Bragi is an Æsir god whom is “known for his eloquence and his way with words. He is the most knowledgable about poetry….” || Jesse L. Byock, trans., The Prose Edda. (London: Penguin Classics, 2005), 36.

[3] To summarize this rather crudely: Baldr, an adored son of Odin’s, was killed and forced to go to Hel. He returns after Ragnarok with Hod. His return, had the Æsir still been there, would have been hugely celebrated and rejoiced. || Jesse L. Byock trans., The Prose Edda. (London: Penguin Classics, 2005), 65-70, 77.

[4] Eirik Blood-axe, who was the son of Harald Fair-hair. Eirik was king of Norway from 930-935. || Viðar Hreinsson gen. ed., The Complete Sagas of Icelanders, Volume V. (Leifur Eiríksson Publishing, 1997), 392.

[5] Although his reign as king of Norway was short-lived, he went on to gain claims abroad. He later became the king of Northumbria in England for some time, and so this line refers to his fame abroad. || Angus A. Somerville and R. Andrew McDonald ed., The Viking Age: A Reader (Second Edition). (University of Toronto Press, 2014), 57.

[6] Sigmund is asking here why Odin would have him die in battle, if he was such a great king.

[7] This is a reference to Fenrir, who will come to battle agains the gods, namely Odin, in Ragnarok:

“Another woe awaiteth Hlín (Frigg),
when forth goes Óthin to fight the Wolf…”

Lee M. Hollander trans., The Poetic Edda. (University of Texas Press, 1962), 11.

anonymous asked:

Oh sweet baby Jesus, Of Bucky just killed me! I am now officially dead inside. For the first time ever, I have actually shed real tears over a tic on this site. Like saline was literally leaking from my eye holes. I know this is a BuckyxReader fic, but that last sentence did me in. LOOK OUT YOUR FUCKING WINDOW STEVE!!! Please, please write Steve's side of this story! On that note, I shall resume drinking wine out of my Paul Frank mug (cause I'm classy like that!).

You cried oh my GOSH!! That’s such an amazing compliment for a writer!! (ps im sorry for your pain lol) And I am actually writing a Steve version of ‘Of Bucky’! It’s called ‘Of Steve’ so don’t you worry Steve’ll look out that window :) @saffreelove requested it too so its in my drafts and will posted as soon as possible!!! AND YOU DRINK THAT WINE OUT OF YOUR MUG! That’s the only way to drink wine tbh xxx

binge watching the mindy project makes me feel like a hopeless romantic woman in her late twenties that cries watching romantic comedies while drinking red wine on friday nights out of some mug from urban outfitters just to text a booty call at 1:30