you will find me dreaming

journaling ideas/inspiration

So here’s a list of thing to inspire you, some are for drawings and other are for writing or both

1. angels/gods/feathers/wings

2. once when I was in a dream someone told me…

3. parallel universes (I’m right here why can’t you see/hear me)

4. cut out shapes from images (”there’s something missing”)

5. winter/summer sky at 5pm/5am/10am… (colors cut out from magazines or painted with watercolors/acrylics/whatever)

6. moments right before the storm, when everything is flying around, grey clouds, unrest

7.too tired to think ( random thoughts/pictures that go through my head right before I fall asleep)

8.illustrate a dream you had

9. what do you believe in ( about life/death, what comes after, meaning of it all…)

10. the butterfly effect

11.draw same thing in different mediums/ with left and right hand

12. favorite movie/series (favorite quote from it, scenes, how it made you feel)

13. what do you think about when you’re laying in dark,empty room

14. abandoned buildings/ playgrounds, empty train stations/parks, old houses

15. places where no one has been in a while and a nature got to it and grew all over the walls and floor, shattered glass, spider webs, sun rays shining through tree branches

these are just ideas and pictures in my mind I haven’t yet managed to put on paper and if anyone decides to use some of them and posts please tag me I’d like to see how you imagined it :)

if you like it let me know, I might make another one

Things Jimin is horrible at:

1. Accepting Hobi’s love. 

Exhibit A

Exhibit B

Exhibit C

Exhibit D

2. Letting someone else love Hobi.

Exhibit A

Exhibit B

Exhibit C

Exhibit D

I want your Monday morning
sleep soaked eyes
dream drenched voice,
lazy bones
‘five more minutes please babe.’

I want your Tuesday afternoon
coffee break,
glasses off, laughter on
‘just hold me for a while
it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening
fingers through hair
teeth nibbling nails
neck craning, eye glazing
‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night
drinks for two
bones unbind
muscles let loose
flats, slacks,
‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday
stretch soul smile,
sun sipping light
from the glaciers in your eyes
fingers unfurl, hand extends
‘c’mon babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend.
your movie marathon Saturday
reading by the fireplace
kissing in the blankets
want your Sunday morning
orange juice and pancakes
white sheets, tender skin
hair like the Fourth of July
‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary
and your stress, rest, release
I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms
forgetting the place but never my name
I want your lazy and your lonely
and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday
in every way
for the rest of my life.


yet unknown writer

This is the kind of love I want to find one day.

(found it on Berlin-artparasites –someone pls find me the author of this quote)

All these people are passed out,
on the floor in my hotel room,
I don’t know half of them,
but they all wanna know me,
and it’s 4 in the morning,
I’m just trying to fix myself,
what the hell did I do?
I’m the life of the party,

Somewhere in between,
who I used to be,
and who I’ll be tomorrow,
when the champagne blows my mind,
Thrills don’t come for free,
price you pay for dreams,
in a sea of strangers,
I can’t find me anymore,

I keep thinking about you,
how you level me out sometimes,
when I’m out of my head,
and I don’t wanna face it,
Said it’s all for a reason,
what the fuck is the reason now?
Coming down,
Bring me back,
I’m the life of the party,

Somewhere in between,
who I used to be,
and who I’ll be tomorrow,
when the champagne blows my mind,
Thrills don’t come for free,
the price you pay for dreams,
in a sea of strangers,
I can’t find me anymore,

Now it’s 4 in the morning,
And I’m trying to fix myself,
what the hell did I do,
I’m the life of the party,
It’s so hard to imagine
Who I’d be if I walked away,
Never know what it’s like
To be the life of the party,
(I’m the life of the party,)

Somewhere in between,
who I used to be,
and who I’ll be tomorrow,
when the champagne blows my mind,
Thrills don’t come for free,
the price you pay for dreams,
in a sea of strangers,
I can’t find me anymore.


Me and my unrealistic dream theatre roles

Wicked: Elphaba

Heathers: Veronica Sawyer

Hamilton: Eliza

Rent: Maureen 

Into the Woods: The Witch

The Mystery of Edwin Drood: Helena Landless

The Lion King: Nala 

Anything Goes: Reno Sweeney 

Little Shop of Horrors: Audrey

Aladdin: Jasmine or Genie

The Little Mermaid: Ursula or Ariel Anastasia: Anastasia

probably a lot more that I’m forgetting, all of these are highly unlikely to ever happen, but hey, a girl can dream XD

Last time Bellarke experienced such a big disappointment/betrayal (aka Hakeldama), they literally spent the rest of the season trying to get it right, finding their tune again. Through small touches and tender words they were slowly letting each other know they were together again. They spent almost an entire season on this, letting the other in again: mutual need, trust, belief.
Now, together is a clan thing. It’s bigger than the two of them, bigger than the Sky People. It’s humanity. Bellamy and Clarke, on the other side, are at a point as far from together as it’s possible for them. What brings me to this question: how are they gonna find their together again when there’s only 24 hours to the end of the world (just two episodes)? They already spent one season on (not so) subtle acts, brief moments of caring and stuff. With the current lack of time and imminent hurry of apocalypse, I can only think that a big impressive gesture will do it. Hand holding? Check. Hug? Check. Cheek kiss? Check.
Mmm… Is there any huge display of affection missing on the Bellarke story?

Mendelweek: role you’d like to see him in  [2/?]

young Albus Dumbledore, Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them 2

tf just happened

ok so bear with me ok im still so weirded out by what happened. so right. on with the story

i was out grocery shopping and just as i was about to re-claim the stuff i left from the baggage counter, the boys (there were 3 of ‘em) there started snickering just as i was walking up to the counter

so, being the friendly person i am (i like smiling at strangers ok), i was kinda smiling as i handed my claim number. but then i noticed they were shoving each other and whispering go on, go on til finally, one of the boys said, “are you single? youre cute” at that point my smile just dropped but apparently encouraged by my silence he went on to ask for my number too. at that point, i seriously just wanted to get out of there but they wouldnt hand me my stuff till i gave my number

at this point i was so uncomfortable and they were just honest to god leering at me; BUT THEN i felt an arm going around my shoulder and this really really cute girl just says “hey babe, whats wrong?”


after that they finally gave me my stuff without apologizing and the girl accompanied me until we were out of sight, keeping up with the charade. when we were out of there, she turned to me and apologized APOLOGIZED if ever she made me uncomfortable but she saw the trapped look in my face when i was facing those guys so she just wanted to help me. all i could say was, “i wasnt uncomfortable and thank you”

she winked WINKED like wtf is that? at me and left

just like that

i shit you not i thought this only happened in movies like WTF i had to pinch myself

i didnt even get her name.

i’ll drop by that grocery again.



“Think of Me” // Christine Daaé x Meg Giry

Meg Giry and Christine Daaé were best friends and members of the Opéra Populaire ballet girls. Meg never received the attention that Christine did after she played the leading role in Hannibal - in fact, it was Meg who suggested Christine for the role. Despite this, Meg never seemed to show jealousy, and showed great support and concern for Christine, even if much of it was not returned as time wore on. They were often on stage dancing together before Christine was “discovered” and Christine confided in Meg about her newfound talent and tutor in the song “Angel of Music”. 

 ( Original images not mine. May be updated at a later time. )

Cold Hearted (Prince AU) Part 7

Originally posted by sugaglos

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8

Summary: War is boiling in the Fire Kingdom as the days until the wedding draw near.

Author’s Note: X is a link to music or a clip which matches with the scene.

Word Count: 6697

Warnings: Blood (In later parts), Smut (in later parts)

     “What the hell happened out there, Erlich? You were meant to destroy half of their supplies and their men with that attack and all you did was kill a few horses and some low-ranking soldiers!” spat King Ruiji. The Court of the Fire Kingdom was in session, every week they met, mostly to go over plans and see how the situation looked in the various provinces of the Fire Kingdom.

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Maybe one day we’ll find that place where you and I could be together. And we’ll catch our dreams within the waves of change. So smile for me one last time and believe that we’ll meet again. Until then, I’ll be missing you.
—  R.M. Drake
Say it, what are you doing?

pairing - kim samuel x reader - feat. older brother au bae jinyoung
words - 1, 667.
further - jinyoung didn’t seemed to be expecting this situation. requested by anonymous.

Originally posted by uenaws

Jinyoung seemed to be excited and bright than usual. He couldn’t help but jump up and down slightly, trying to tire him out before the hype took over. “Did something good happen, Jinyoung?” Jihoon, who was watching him beside, asked him with curious eyes. Jinyoung stopped right away, and looked at Jihoon, not sure if he was allowed to tell or not.

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Cal Lightman: You’re a terrible liar.
Dr. Gillian Foster: Normal people think that’s a good thing.