#you get the gist of the jig though

[boldlyygo]

this was the first jig I learned on the concertina! just over four years ago I posted a video of myself playing it on my first box, and hopefully soon I'll have an even nicer concertina, so here's the same jig on the intermediate.

[eatsleepmemerepeat]

My dad had to leave the house for a little bit today so he was like “Okay you can put on your Hair-Lou-Wee-Us music on now, I’ll be back in a bit”, so naturally I did (btw, as a reminder my dad calls Harry and Louis “Hair-Lou-Wee-Us” as a ship name because he can never remember their names correctly and I stopped correcting him after about a year and half). Anyways, so I’m bopping out to some old 1D hits. Then my dad comes home and I pause youtube on the tv and he’s like “Oh I knew it, you put on the Hair-Lou-Wee-Us, which one was it? 28347 or the traitor”. For context, he knows Louis as the one who uses numbers all the time and him and I have been trying to figure out the 369 theory so we discuss it every couple days but he always has to ask me what the number is again so when he refers to 369 he just calls it whatever number he thinks it is. 374, 486, 295, and I get the gist. He remembers the 28 though for the most part so I’ll give him credit for that. He uses 28 like it’s Louis’ first name and whatever 3 digit number he can come up with as Louis’ last name, hence how we arrived at the nickname “28347” today. Also, Harry is referred to as “the traitor”, “my nemesis”, “dad-hater-refuse-to-sing-Medicine-boy” because my dad was VERY UPSET that Harry didn’t sing Medicine at the tour show we went to (Even though my dad and I wore Medicine shirts and my dad yelled MEDICINE at the top of his lungs and he swears Harry looked at him when he did, so he just chose to not sing it out of spite). For the record, my dad also yelled Larry at the concert multiple times. A few times because he is a larrie and a few other times because he gets confused thinking Harry’s name is Larry (but more on that in a sec). If you were at HSLOTSD and you saw the short stocky dude with a ponytail wearing a Medicine shirt and a giant stuffed taco on his head…that was my dad. Anyways he was mad about Harry not singing Medicine and talked about it on the whole drive home and every day for about the next 3 weeks including sending me random texts about it during the day but he was even more mad when we found out he sang it at the next two tour shows that we had almost swapped our tickets for. So he loves Harry but he is mad at him currently because he hasn’t gotten over the Medicine thing. He says Harry is on his “shit list” and whenever I mention the new album he gets all crotchety and says, “he better put Medicine on it and dedicate it to me or else I won’t like him, I’ll only like his boyfriend”. Anygays back to the story…

My dad looks at the screen and sees that it’s a song from one of the old albums so all the guys look really young and he’s like “oh this is baby Har-Lou-Wee-Us back when they were just little, huh?” He then says in a squeaky voice “ooh I love you Harry oh I love you too larry” (imitating what he thinks young Harry and Louis would sound like when they talked to each other, oh and btw he doesn’t know Louis’ name. He thinks his name is Larry. He literally thinks they are Harry and Larry, except when I start talking about Louis he gets confused and starts calling Harry “Larry” and then thinks their names are Louis and Larry because all of a sudden NOW HE CAN REMEMBER LOUIS’ NAME AND HE CANNOT comprehend that one of them is not named Larry). The man is 64 and has a Masters Degree in Engineering, so believe me, you would think he’d get it by now, but no. He is trying though. So then I put on the song “Act My Age”. My dad is part Irish (not all that much, but he likes to tell everyone he is Irish anytime anything Irish comes up in conversation) so I use this as an opportunity to tell him that 1D actually has an Irish band member named Niall who used to do a little Irish jig when they performed this song. So he says, “Okay so this is Niall, Larry, and Harry, right?” and I’m like, “Well, it’s Niall and Larry, but remember Larry is two people and there are also two other guys in the band too”. My dad: “Are they also dating?” Me: “Well, actually, maybe, but that’s a story for another time. They are Zayn and Liam”. My dad: “Okay can you please turn off Larry and the Baby Gays’ music so we can watch a movie when your mom gets home”. First of all, I’M DEAD. I correct him and say, actually it would probably be “Niall and the Baby Gays” but I like your band name suggestion for when they come back. I still can’t get over it 😂 NIALL AND THE BABY GAYS. He pretended to not enjoy the 1D music while it was on but guess who I caught cuddling with the cat about an hour later whistling “Act My Age” to her😂 MY. DAD. This story had no purpose but NIALL AND THE BABY GAYS, I’m never gonna forget that

[let-them-read-fics]

Saranghae

Requested by Anon: “Can i make a request for Blackpink RoséXFem!reader one shot/imagine where y/n always thought she was the one that said I love you first but she realizes rosé said it in korean when y/n was first learning it the first few months they were dating. like rosé says it and y/n is like wait what does that mean? and rosé teases her and doesn't say anything (holy crap this is long, sorry. i hope that makes sense. I asked someone else if they can write it but I dont think they're going to) thank you very much if you do🥺❤️”

Pairing: Rosé x Fem!Reader

Word Count: ~ 2,300

Warnings / Misc. -- Fluff, Happy Ending

Disclaimer: This writing is a work of fiction, and no disrespect is meant for those mentioned herein.

A/N: To the anon who requested this: Thank you! This is actually a really sweet ask, so hopefully I did it justice. I stuck with the gist of the prompt, but I added a little twist to it. I hope you enjoy; let me know what you think. Happy reading, everyone!

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~~~ Flashback: A Few Months Into Your Relationship ~~~

“Baby, come grab the door, please!” You request, your hands busy holding the two steaming cups of hot cocoa you prepared for Rosé and yourself. At the sound of your voice, she sets down the notebook that she had been writing in, and makes her way to you. She appears in the doorway with a wide smile, her face lighting up when she spots the drinks. 

“How’d you know I wanted some?” She takes her mug from you, being careful not to move too quickly and spill it, and lays a kiss on your cheek -- her way of thanking you.

With a nonchalant shrug, you make your way across the room, saying over your shoulder, “It’s my superpower, duh. We’re just in sync like that.” The giggle that leaves her lips makes your heart flutter, and you can’t help but smile back.

Now armed with your beverages, the two of you sit back down on the floor next to each other, getting prepared for your mini lesson. The fluffy material of the carpet comforts you, and you settle in.

~~~~~~~

Rosé repeats the phrase one more time, slowing it down for you, enunciating the words as clearly as she can. Your gaze is set on her lips, taking note of how they purse and pout with the different syllables. You try again, albeit incredibly slow and choppy, but eventually the words manage to come out intelligible. She celebrates the win, quickly standing and pulling you up along with her for a victory dance; after all, it was a pretty tricky phrase for someone just starting out. She knows how competent you are though, and she wanted to give you a challenge. 

As the two of you stand there, doing a little dorky jig together, she takes a second to think. She is totally smitten with you: these past few months have been some of the happiest times of her life, and she owes a lot of that to you. There’s no one she’d rather have by her side like this, staying up well into the night to teach Korean to. She loves that you’re eager to learn more, and she’s ecstatic to be the one that gets to help you on that journey. It really is a special thing to her, and she doesn’t take it for granted. Time spent with you is heaven, regardless of what the two of you are doing. 

Rosé is pulled from her thoughts by the quiet sound of you yawning. Her heart nearly melts at the sight of your face all scrunched up, paired with the little wiggle that you do. She pulls you in, smiling as you nuzzle your face into her neck sleepily. “Rosé, I’d love to keep practicing, but I’m about to pass out.” Her hand comes up to run through your hair, the other one wrapped around your body to keep you close. “We should be going to bed anyway, babe. We can pick back up tomorrow, if you’d like.” She kisses your forehead tenderly as you just simply nod, your body too tired and brain too fried to do much of anything else. 

Once she’s tucked you in, making sure you’re comfortable and warm, she crouches down next to the bed. The lights are dimmed now, the only source of illumination being the moonlight that glitters in through the blinds, kissing your skin just right. Sitting there, face to face with you, she realizes that you’re her person. The one that she wants to wake up next to every morning and fall asleep wrapped around every night; the one to go on late night drives through the city with, stopping wherever your hearts desire; the one to hold through the bad times and comfort through the sad. You mean the world to her, and she can’t help but declare it.  

“사랑해, Y/N.” 

Despite only being half conscious, you’d never ignore the sound of her voice. “Mmm?” You mumble groggily, the noise making her laugh. She makes a mental note to add that to her list of favorite sounds. “Nothing, angel. Rest now.” With that, she goes to stand, but you catch her wrist before she can go. “No, tell me. Pleaaase?” Your eyes are open now, but just enough for her to see that beautiful sparkle in them. “Tomorrow. Now shhhh.” She leans down, placing a hand on your cheek to caress it, as she presses her lips to yours in an attempt to silence you. Her plan works, and she gives you a few more pecks before going to pick up and organize the books that were still strewn about on the floor. Not even a minute later, the sounds of your soft snores carry over to her ears, and she just shakes her head in amusement. 

~~~ The Next Day ~~~

“Alright, ready baby?”

“Do your worst.”

“Next up is… 사랑해.” Her eyes hold a hint of mischief, and you furrow your brow as you try to place where you’ve heard that. 

“Wait, wait, wait. Have you said this one before? It sounds familiar…” Now, deeply confused, you rack your brain. She plays innocent, though, having no intention of bringing up what happened the night before. With you being none the wiser, she’s content with teasing you for now. 

“Oh, that’s gonna drive me insane. Roseanne! What does it mean?” She chuckles at your frustration and use of her full name, but she doesn’t give in. Clearly, she gets a kick out of this. 

“Just start guessing, babe.”

~~~ Present Day, At The Blackpink Dorm ~~~

“Guys, I have the perfect game for tonight! Somebody was talking about it at the studio today: it’s called the Newlywed Game. I wanna see how well the lovebirds can do.” Lisa informs as she walks through the front door of the dorm, making her way into the living room where you and the girls are sitting. 

“Oh you’re on, Manoban. I know Rosé like the back of my own hand.” A smug expression takes over your features as you smirk at Lisa, standing up and playfully challenging her. 

“Oh yeah? Jennie and I are so gonna beat you.” She matches your energy, coming eye to eye with you, and she struggles to mask her grin. With the way she’s moving her lips to hide it, she kinda looks like a fish. 

Jisoo is next to speak as she goes to stand between the two of you, pretending to hold you back. “Hey, hey, break it up. Save it for the game.” Lisa sticks her tongue out at you, which prompts you to brush past Jisoo and tackle her onto the sofa. Jennie shouts, “Fight! Fight! Fight!” And soon, all of you are piled together in a heap of fake punches and throws, laughing loudly. 

{....} The Game {....}

“It’s neck and neck as our couples head into the final round; whoever wins this, wins the game.” Jisoo announces to no one, gesturing and looking to imaginary cameras around the room. “Contestants, are you ready?” Everyone nods in affirmation, and you give Rosé’s hand a loving squeeze. 

“Who was the first to say, ‘I love you’?”

At the question, you look to Rosé with a cocky expression on your face, absolutely convinced that you’ve got it in the bag. She scribbles her answer down on the white board -- yes, surprisingly, the girls had a few of them laying around the dorm -- and looks up at you with a smile. 

“Reveal your answers in 3...2...1…” Jisoo calls out in her best host voice, successfully creating suspense as she holds onto the numbers, dragging the count down out. 

“Now!”

Everyone flips their board around, and it seems as though time stops for a moment. Lisa and Jennie have the same answer, and you look to see what Rosé put -- despite being confident that you already know. Your jaw nearly drops to the floor as you read her name on the board.

“WHAT??” You exclaim, utter disbelief coursing through you: your whole life is a lie, it’s official. The other team is cackling by now, and you send them a mocking smile. 

Eyes now focused back on your partner, you say, “I totally said it first. Remember, that night after dinner with your parents back in Melbourne?” You hope something will click at that, her memory magically being jogged. Alas, that never happens. Everyone gets comfortable on the couches in preparation for the story she’s about to tell.  

“We hadn’t been dating super long, but it was when I was teaching you Korean back at your place. We cut the lesson short because you got sleepy, so I put you to bed. I couldn’t help myself though; you just looked so cute all cuddled up like that. I hadn’t expected for you to actually hear me, since I thought you had already passed out, but you asked me to tell you what it meant. I was stubborn and didn’t, of course,” You narrow your eyes at her, ready to stick up for your past self, but your heart secretly soars at how precious that story is.

“I love you, a lot, Rosé; but I hardly think that that counts, considering I was practically unconscious,” you say, putting emphasis on the word. The inner gamer in you is on full display, and you’re not ready to admit defeat yet. 

“Nope, we won, fair and square.” Lisa declares, exaggeratedly tossing her hair over her shoulder. You look to Jisoo, hands clasped together, eyes pleading, but she hands the victory to the other team. 

With a roll of your eyes, you tut at the loss; in no time, though, the feeling of Rosé’s arms snaking around you has you abandoning your little pity party, opting instead to smile at her. You pull her in for a kiss -- there’s no one you’d rather lose with, after all. Her lips turn up in a smile, and you can taste the cherry gloss on them. Eventually, the two of you decide to spare the others from your love-fest, and pull away. You keep an arm around her, your other hand busy being held by hers, and she lays her head on your shoulder. 

The playful atmosphere still stands, and Jennie goes to rub it in. “How’s it feel to lose, Y/N?” 

Dramatically, you look off into the distance, pretending to be in deep thought, before looking down at Rosé, and say, “With you, I can never lose; you’re the greatest prize I could ever ask for, Rosé.” The other girls let out a chorus of boos at your cheesy line, and Rosé lets out a little squeal as she scrambles to hide her blushing cheeks. With each laugh that she lets out, her body shakes against you, and you laugh right along with her. 

“Have I told you how adorable you are?” She asks, gazing up at you through her lashes. 

You purse your lips at her own cheesiness, and say, “Once or twice, I think. But tell me again.” 

Over the course of the night, she does just that -- multiple times, might I add -- and the 5 of you revel in each other’s company. Given their busy schedules, the opportunity to spend multiple hours with each other can be pretty rare; so, all of you thoroughly take advantage of the night. Karaoke sessions, Netflix binges, dance battles, food breaks, tickle fights -- anything you can think of, you guys probably did it. 

As things wind down, everyone is nodding off, and you take that as your cue to go. You remove your arms from their position around Rosé, the action drawing a whine from her, and you lay her back against the couch so that you can bid the girls goodnight.

“Sweet dreams, Y/N.” Jisoo says, voice laced with exhaustion, as she flips the small pillow in front of her over to the cool side. 

“Night, loser.” Lisa’s grin can be heard through her words, and you lightly smack her as you go by.

“Sleep well, Y/N. We love you.” Jennie is the most awake of any of them, and she reaches up to give you a hug. 

“Goodnight guys, we’ll see you in the morning.” Arms are thrown up into the air as a sign of acknowledgement to your statement, and you make your way back to Rosé.

She’s curled up against the side of the sofa, her hair falling gracefully over the armrest. Not having the heart to wake her up, you opt to scoop her up into your arms, smiling as she drapes hers around your neck. Her skin is warm against your own, and you take comfort in the feeling. Somehow she always manages to be so, so perfect, without even trying. As you make the journey back to her room, you’re careful to not bump into anything. She shifts a bit in your arms, and your heart nearly stops when she lazily mumbles your name in her sleep, a cute smirk on her lips. Nothing feels better than this.

Now in her bedroom, you slowly lean against the door until it shuts, and the soft sound of it latching behind you echoes across the silent space. You lay her down and pull the sheets up on her -- just as she had done that day, all those months ago -- and press a kiss to her cheek. “사랑해, Rosé.” As you climb into bed next to her, she rolls over to face you. A small smile plays on her beautiful lips as she says, “I heard that; I love you, too, baby.” A content sigh leaves your lips as you beam at her and pull her into your embrace. You wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world right now.

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Thanks for reading!!!

[changingourdestiny]

Firestorm Part 3: When Sparks Fly & Snow Falls

Summary:

A few weeks after Jade’s arrival at the Iron Temple, the young Kinderguardian is still hellbent on winning a fight against Shiro. But it’s soon revealed that they might have bigger problems.

Previous Part: Here

Next Part: Coming Soon…

A few weeks later…

 “We’ve succeeded in activating and rearming Rasputin's Seraph Bunkers. The Almighty will be in range by tomorrow afternoon.”

The four Vanguards stood around the meeting table discussing current issues. “Cool. I’ll grab some Spicy Ramen to eat while watchin’ the light show.” Cayde replied. “We should have civilians be ready to take cover in the event of stray debris hitting the Tower.” Rae added, “We can’t afford to have casualties after putting so much work into this.”

“Not gonna lie. Kinda hoping a piece hits the Guardian Games trophy.”

“Are you still angry about the Hunter’s loss?” Ikora asked, a slight smirk appearing on her face.

“Hey, quit it with the smirkin’, Ikora. At least we were first once. We’re gonna win next year!”

“We’ll see.” Ikora chuckled, “Back to business though. Rae, how’s our new addition doing at the Iron Temple?”

“Well…” Rae went through a small pile of papers, “Training with Saladin – needs improvement, overly confident. Challenged Shiro – lost. Following day: Training with Saladin – improving slightly, still overly confident. Challenged Shiro – lost. Following day: Training with Saladin – improving very slightly, still overly confident, seems to avert from putting effort into training aside from her battles with Shiro. Challenged Shiro – lost. Challenged Shiro again – lost agai- you get the gist.”

Ikora let out a small sigh. Zavala just shook his head. Cayde was snickering at the thought of Jade getting her butt handed to her by Shiro. “Paralight are planning to return to the Iron Temple to check up on her today.” Rae continued. “Without a stowaway this time.” Zavala glanced at Cayde who just shrugged. “You told me you had permission!” Rae whisper yelled at Cayde. “I did! I had YOUR permission. That counts, right?” Cayde replied, shooting finger guns at Rae. Rae just sighed and shook her head, trying not to smile at Cayde’s ridiculousness, as she left the room, “We’ll be back later today.”

“Love you!!” Cayde called after her, chuckling to himself. “How you won her heart is one of the many unsolved mysteries of the universe.” Ikora muttered, shaking her head.

 ———————————————————————

 “TAKE THIS!!”

Jade lobbed a storm grenade at Shiro who swiftly dodged as a lightning bolt struck the snowy ground where he previously stood. The two were sparring on Felwinter Peak a few miles down from the temple. Shiro sprinted at Jade who braced herself to stop the incoming tackle but at the last minute, Shio slid across the snow, knocking Jade’s feet out from under her. He slid a few more feet before jumping up and throwing a flux grenade at Jade. Jade spotted the incoming projectile and used her ionic blink to dodge out of the way just in time as the grenade exploded, making a small dent in the snow. ‘That was a little too close…’ Jade thought as she breathed a sigh of relief, not noticing Shiro lunging at her, landing a Blink Strike before disappearing. Jade grimaced in pain before glancing around, enraged. “Why you…!!” Jade growled as she unleashed her Stormtrance, spinning around in an attempt to try and hit the invisible Shiro. The Exo let out a pained grunt as the arc beam hit him, sending him skidding back a few feet and dropping the invisibility. “Got you now!!” Jade grinned as she dashed towards Shiro in an attempt to tackle him to the ground. Shiro managed to swiftly dodge as Jade kept going, carried by momentum, and slammed into a nearby tree. She stumbled back a bit, dizzy from the impact, but shook it off and turned to glare at Shiro…only to be buried under a pile of snow that fell from the tree, her arms being the only things visible. “Not. A word.” Jade’s muffle voice growled from the snow pile.

“Need a hand?” Shiro offered.

“I can free myself, thank you very much!”

Shiro watched as Jade flailed her arms about in an attempt to free herself from the snow, her arms flopping back down after struggling for a while. With a defeated and frustrated sigh, he held her arm out. Shiro shook his head as he took Jade’s arm to help her out of the snow pile.

“Sike!”

Shiro felt himself being dragged forward as he went headfirst into the snow, Jade climbing out of the pile afterwards while laughing triumphantly, “I beat you! That counts, right? That totally counts! Oh, I can’t believe that actually worked!”

“I’ll admit, a good use of improvisation.” Shiro said as he got up out of the snow, brushing some of it off.

“But I totally won that fight, right?”

“Sure.”

“Whoo!” Jade began to do a strange little jig. “What are you doing?” Shiro asked, folding his arms as he watched Jade. “It’s my victory dance!” Jade beamed as she finished the dance with a spin and a peace sign.

“You look ridiculous.”

“H-hey!! I do not!”

Shiro just let out a small chuckle as he began walking, “Come on. Let’s head back to the temple.”

Jade pouted, grumbling under her breath, as she followed Shiro back.

 As they walked back, Shiro suddenly stopped in his tracks, holding up a hand. “What’s up?” Jade asked. Shiro motioned to a cliff overlooking the area where the two Guardians were, where a few figures were standing there seeming to be conversing with each other.

“Who are they…?” Jade asked quietly.

“Don’t know.”

“Do you think they can see us?”

The figures seemed to stop talking and stared down at Shiro and Jade.

“Forget I asked…”

One of the figures seemed to summon a large staff to their hand and slammed the bottom down hard against the ground, causing a loud booming sound to echo across the area, before turning and walking away, disappearing from view. “What was-?” Before Shiro could finish his sentence, a low rumbling was heard from behind the two. Jade glanced behind her and her eyes went wide, “Uh…Shiro?” Shiro spun around and saw a wave of white beginning to descend down a slope behind them. The noise the staff produced had been enough to cause an avalanche. “Run!” Shiro yelled as the two began to sprint away. Jade glanced to the side as she ran and spotted a cave in the cliff face. “This way!” Jade grabbed Shiro’s arm as they ran towards the cave. Jade heard the wave of snow roared louder and louder as it gained on them. “Hold on!” Jade grasped Shiro’s arm tightly as she used her ionic blink to teleport the both of them to the cave, the two of them tumbling into it just as the snow reached the entrance, piling up against it forming a wall of snow that blocked the entire opening. Jade groaned as she got to her feet, helping Shiro to his. “Thanks. You good?”

“Yeah, you?”

“Eh, could be worse. Nice thinking with the blink.”

“Well, it was that or be buried in the snow for the second time today. And I don’t think it would’ve ended with a victory dance.” Shiro chuckled at Jade’s attempt at humour, causing Jade to grin proudly before glancing back at the snowed-in entrance.

 “Oh shanks…”

 To Be Continued…

[kaedeichinose]

im on a vn kick rn, what should i play next. im really into mysteries/thrillers rn? contemplating steins;gate, ever17, and f/sn, def open to any other suggestions. (dunno how much work its gonna take to get the last two running on my garbo laptop tho.)

higurashi and/or umineko  i think if you want a mystery or thriller then ever17 is your best bet, im sure you know the general gist of fsn of course and steins gate isnt really much of a mystery and idk if i’d call it a thriller. it definitely does have that kind of jig saw puzzle narrative though where the puzzle is what events have a domino effect on what. you might need a guide for it too b the stuff that impacts routes, especially the true ending, can be pretty subtle and its easy to flub bc you need to hit every single flag with no visible flag tracker at all 

anyway theyre all good but thats the vibes