#Fine Day Anthem

[gigidagia]

Skrillex & Boys Noize - Fine Day Anthem (2023)

[grrlmusic]

Skrillex & Boys Noize - Fine Day Anthem

[rabideyeartist]

1000 Tiny Magnets Show #442: August 11, 2023

Rabideye presents1000 Tiny Magnets Show #442: August 11, 2023 ** on track list = Explicit Lyrics = warning for sensitive listeners NEW VOCAL DANCE MUSIC. DOWNLOAD Artist, Track TOMORROW X TOGETHER, Jonas Brothers, Do It Like That, FLO ft. Missy Elliott, Fly Girl, Jax Jones & Fireboy DML, Me and My Guitar, Ellie Goulding, Like A Saviour, Skrillex & Boys Noize, Fine Day Anthem, Supershy,…

[silverselfshippingchaos]

a really big chunk of my ship tags are just titles of songs that I happen to like (if you can tell what they are, you get a gold star!)

but that also means that every now and then, a certain song will come on and I'll be hit with the strongest wave of just. Feels.

(some spoilers for M.onster in the tags btw)

[like-eachothersghosts]

got my physical copies of the TTLOTFK comics, both california and national anthem. i am so normal about them. ugh the art styles, especially national anthem. i want to pick these books apart. i will be studying them for the next two weeks. that's not even to mention the stories themselves. incredible. and the queerness of and in both of them. fuck val velocity tho. i can't bring myself to hate korse tho. i love jamie and his relationship with mike. i love mike as a dad. i want to kill val velocity myself. the nonbinary slay of vaya and vamos. the message of the girl only getting a new look on her own terms, not when others tried to change her. kara. the coloring of national anthem. blue bleeding and bleeding red. the worldbuilding. destroya. cola's grey streak. the ring mike held onto, even after. the ring he never gave her. fuck i love these comics

[chaoticbuggybitchboy]

Apparently there’s people who don’t like The Kids From Yesterday. Apparently there’s people who don’t like Danger Days at all. This is. Heartbreaking and disturbing on a fundamental level.

[loftwinglullaby]

wow thank you so much

[gazihsah]

「it’s a fine day」

[bmpmp3]

im still holding on to that pipe dream that all current love live groups will someday cover sunny day song all together. and holding out hope that they'll also release solo versions of it for every single girl. the fanmixes will be legendary..................................................

[angeltism]

rolling around on the floor

[clamorybus]

i know it's memed a lot and outside of that a lot more eloquent people than i have discussed it, but it really is fucked up how so many things are seen as inherently bad when it's chinese

[hrtzstargirl]

The look of love.

Danielle Marsh.

Synopsis: Two girls couldn't help but look at each other the way couples do, Those loving gaze everytime they catch a glimpse of the other, even the smallest one. Might be too early for them to understand that they're in love.

Pairing: Danielle Marsh x 6th!member!reader

Part 2

Flufffff

Warnings: Rlly bad writing idk, it's my first time posting a fic💀

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The practice room was filled with the sound of chatter and music playing in the background, but the worst? The smell of sweat.

Danielle stood on the side with her back against the wall, clearly exhausted from 5 hour straight practice. Groaning as she slides down onto the floor.

A chuckle was heard on her left side, minji stood by her side holding a cup of water as her eyes roamed around the room, "That tired huh?"

Danielle hugged her knees to her chest with her forehead leaning against them. "I'm exhausted. I never knew the dance could be this tiring."

Minji hummed in response, eyes stuck on the four girls goofing around on the other side of the room. "Gosh, they never get tired huh? Well except haerin probably."

The four girls mentioned was still full of energy unlike those two on the side. Especially Hyein and Y/n, it's like they never run out of energy at all, always fully charged.

It's always like this honestly, whenever they got the chance to, even if it's a serious situation, they never fail to make it funny or even joke around.

Haerin joined them too sometimes but mostly it's the five of them, but now, the other two are low battery.

Danielle looked up the moment minji mentioned them, her eyes softening at the sight of Y/n smiling, laughing and goofing.

For her, it's something you need to see after a very tiring day, or even when stressed. In Danielle's eyes, the girl is the solution for everything.

Gosh, how can she stand there, and look so good despite the sweat on her skin, the hairs sticking on her forehead, the way her eyes almost disappear whenever she smiles, and her heavenly laugh.

No person should look this good after a long day, Danielle thought. Minji receiving no reply from the girl below, looked down and saw her looking at the girl on the other side with softness and love evident from her eyes.

A smirk formed on her face, "She'll melt if you continue staring at her like that."

Danielle broke her trance, glancing up at Minji for a second before shaking her head and returning her gaze where it was before being interrupted.

"I was not staring at her. I was looking at them, by them, meant all the four."

"Hah yeah, let's pretend I didn't catched you looking at her like she puts the stars in the sky."

"I was not!"

"Yes you were."

"Seriously unnie! I was not!"

"Gee, why so defensive? It's fine to stare at her, just not too long, she'll definitely melt if you do."

A groan was all she received as a response, giggling at the girl's reaction. Minji took a sip before saying, "You know, this isn't the first time you stared at her for more than ten minutes. Don't deny it, we've noticed."

Before Danielle even got the time to cut Minji off and defend herself, she realized, maybe she did stare too much.

"Is that bad?"

"Nope, not at all. The question is, why?"

Danielle's gaze fell on the floor, thinking, why? Why did she stare too much at the girl? Why didn't she knew that? What was the reason? Is she really that drawn to her?

Her thoughts were cut off when Minji spoke again, "You know, instead of staring at her like a love fool, you should think why exactly?"

Ohhh Minji definitely knows what's up, she knows what's going on, she'd seen the two of you stealing glances at each other when the other is not looking, staring as if they are the most precious thing in this world. Looking like absolute losers that's inlove.

Danielle wondered. "I'll... Think about it, now that you've mentioned it, it's definitely going to be on my mind for so long."

Both of them giggled, before looking back at the four who's getting ready to leave after wiping off their sweats and fixing themselves.

"Come on sunshine, time to go."

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The four girls sat in the living room, watching and laughing. Minji, Danielle, Haerin and Hyein.

While the other two are in the kitchen, cooking dinner. Hanni was cutting vegetables, while Y/n was cooking.

Y/n couldn't help but glance at the girls, mostly at the girl. Danielle Marsh. Who's talking with Hyein about something while the movie continues, before getting shushed by Haerin who's listening at whatever the person is saying on the TV while Minji too focused to notice.

Danielle giggled quietly in response but Hyein just shrugged. Gosh that smile, makes the whole room lit up even with a small smile.

How can Danielle be so effortlessly beautiful? How can she sit there and look so good?

In Y/n's eyes, Danielle is the definition of perfection. She never Fails to amaze everyone, with her beauty and talent, she's soo good at everything, it makes even the most talented people want to cry, at least, that's what Y/n think.

Hanni not receiving a reply from the other after asking a question that fell on deaf ears, looked behind her and saw her groupmate staring lovingly at someone, and Hanni definitely knows who.

"Bro! Did you even heard me?"

Y/n flinched in response, tearing her gaze away from Danielle to Hanni with a confused look, "What?"

"I said how's food, is it getting cooked perfectly or burned? And clearly it is getting burnt." Nodding toward the pot on the stove, Y/n turned and scoffed, stirring soup.

"Can soup even get burnt?"

"Honestly dude, I don't know, maybe if you stopped staring at her for too long, I wouldn't have said that and make us both look like idiots."

Hanni put the chopped vegetables on the pot, taking the ladle from the other and stir. "I wasn't staring that long!"

"Uh huh, yes you were." Hanni took a sip from the ladle after blowing it, a hummed escaped her, motioning for the other to taste too.

"Why does everyone keep saying that? Even our fans." Y/n replied before taking a sip too, she nodded approvingly of the taste.

"That's because it's true, you look at her as if she's the best thing this world has ever had. Dude, ask the others, they know. You cant escape those sharp eyes of Haerin."

Hanni shook her head and turned off the stove, "Besides, it seems like you're in love."

"What? That's crazy, I'm not!" She replied unexpectedly loudly, catching the attention of Danielle who seems to be the only one who heard her.

Turning her head to look at the girl, she looked at the girl in confusion, while the other just smiled apologetically. Danielle returned the smile, but softer and sweeter before turning back her attention to the TV.

Hanni snickered causing the other to look attention her with furrowed eye brows.

"Ha! Sure, not in love aye? I guess, people around you tend to know it first before you even realize it."

Before Y/n even get the chance to respond, "You'll realize it one day, for now... Dinner time! Come on girls, let's eat!"

[inamindfarfaraway]

I love reimagining Sofia the First episodes where Elena is inside the Amulet of Avalor from her perspective. You’re a sixteen-year-old heir to the throne trapped in a gemstone as a disembodied spirit with murdered parents, living family still in danger, a colonized country in need of liberation and untreated PTSD who nobody around you even knows exists. This has been your life for thirty-nine years by the time you finally find someone who might have the potential to free you. But first, you have to help her grow as a person. And all of these shenanigans keep happening. What was she thinking the whole time?

Sofia: (boasting to her friends about getting to sing the Enchancian anthem)

Elena: Oh my God, shut up. You sound like Esteban, and not in a good way.

Elena, a teenager and older sibling who hasn’t had the chance to tease anyone in roughly four decades: So… you’re expected to sing in front of a huge crowd tomorrow? Would be a shame. If something were to. Happen.

***

Amber: (deceives and manipulates Sofia and steals her amulet for personal gain)

Elena: You fucking brat! How dare you take advantage of your own sister’s trust after she’s been nothing but kind to you? Don’t you know how lucky you are? I would do anything to be able to just see my little sister again, talk to her, hug her, know that she’s safe and okay, let alone make her happy myself. You have so much, but you’re too spoiled rotten to appreciate it. You mistreat your family? Fine. Let’s see how you like them being threatened by an evil sorceress trying to take over your kingdom! ‘Cause trust me, it isn’t fun. Learn to be selfless or lose everything you’ve ever had! A BITCH FOR A BITCH!

***

Ivy: (takes the amulet to destroy it, which would kill Elena)

Elena: Shit.

***

Cedric: (deceives and manipulates Sofia and steals her amulet for personal gain)

Elena, who’s been onto him since day one, but feels completely unthreatened: You could be coveting any source of powerful magic, but no, you want the only one that you already know has a moral compass and will curse you for doing wrong. Genuine question: what are you doing with your life? I’m just gonna give you literal sticky fingers, and I’ll revoke that if you’re nice. You obviously don’t need much help to fail.

***

Miranda and Roland: (have sweet, bond-affirming moments with their children as good parents)

Elena: Aw, that’s nice. That’s - that’s nice. I’m fine.

***

Sofia: (is ten)

Elena: I’m so proud of Sofia. I think it’s time to enlist her to release me. Now how can I communicate that? Visions of Shuriki killing my parents and trying to kill me will get her started, right?

[lvsjuno]

NATIONAL ANTHEM ━ CH. 01

Pairing — BF!Rafe x younger!kook!Fem reader

Navigation — Part 01 | Part 02

principal masterlist ━ story masterlist ━ spanish version

you were sitting on the terrace at his house, your legs crossed over the wooden chair that had always been there, like part of the scenery of your childhood. The ocean breeze caressed your skin, and the setting sun painted the sky with warm hues that reflected on the water. This were your corner of the house, the spot I’d claimed as yours, where you spent every summer afternoon soaking up the sun, snacking, or simply hanging out with friends.

you loved being there, feeling the warmth of the sun heating your body, sometimes accompanied by a gentle summer breeze, just like now. you were absentmindedly playing with the delicate necklace Rafe had given you a few weeks ago. Since the day he clasped it around your neck, you hadn’t taken it off. It felt like a treasure, a constant reminder of how lucky you were to have him in your life.

To you, Rafe wasn’t just your boyfriend; he was your friend, your first love—the one I had fallen for when I was just a kid— your everything. He had this way of looking at you that made the rest of the world fade away, as if you were the only person that mattered. He always knew how to make you feel special.

You closed your eyes, letting the sound of the waves fill your thoughts. Sarah and you had spent the afternoon together, laughing like we always did, swimming in the pool and gossping about people in the island. Oliver had been busy all day, wrapped up in his own responsibilities. He’d been distant this year, his first at university, and now he was determined to put everything he’d learned into practice working with Dad. Still, at the end of the afternoon, he crossed the yard to greet you with a smile, taking a brief break from his tasks before diving back in.

Suddenly, you heard the familiar crunch of footsteps on gravel. opening your eyes for look who was coming, and there he was, Rafe. His white shirt was slightly unbuttoned, his hair tousled by the wind, and he wore that smile that always took my breath away.

“Can I join you?” he asked, climbing the steps as if he needed permission to be near you.

"You always can, don’t need to ask" you replied, watching him approach and waiting for his kiss.

Rafe took a seat next to you, so close that you could feel the warmth of his body. His eyes landed on the necklace you were still holding between your fingers. He gently took it, his large, rough hands brushing against yours, and smiled.

“Looks like you liked the gift”

“I loved it” answered, completely mesmerized by his face, taking in every little detail.

“What were you thinking about? you looked lost in your thoughts” he asked with a mix of curiosity and caution.

You hesitated for a moment, already knowing where this would go. “Sarah wants us to go to the beach party tonight. I thought it might be fun.”

Rafe’s expression tensed slightly. “What party?"

“You know, the one everyone goes to, the tourists, the Pogues…”

“That’s exactly why I don’t think it’s a good idea,” he said, letting go of the necklace and leaning back in his chair. There was a firmness in his tone that you knew all too well.

“It’s just a party, Rafe,” you said softly, leaning toward him. “We’ll go together, Topper will be with us. Nothing will happen.”

He sighed, looking at you with that mix of worry and something you couldn’t quite decipher, but that always unraveled you. “It’s not that I don’t trust you, y/n. I don’t trust them, you know how I feel about this.”

You leaned closer, gently touching his shoulder. “Rafe, I’ll be fine. Besides, it’s been a long time since I’ve gone to a party with Sarah.”

Rafe looked at you for a long moment before nodding with a resigned sigh. “Alright, but promise me you won’t do anything stupid, and if someone steps out of line, you’ll call me.”

You smiled at him, relieved by his answer “I promise. I’ll make it up to you, my love.”

A small smile spread across his lips, erasing any trace of worry in his eyes and revealing a hint of playfulness and complicity. He leaned closer, so much that their noses brushed, teasingly seeking your lips with an intention that was far from innocent.

“Well, if you promise to behave... I might let you enjoy the party a little” he said, his words dripping with a mix of humor and tenderness.

You ooked at him with a mischievous smile. “I always behave.”

Rafe raised an eyebrow, giving you a knowing look. “Do you really? Always?” he asked, leaning in slightly, his tone laced with humor. “Because if I recall correctly, the last time you ‘behaved’ didn’t exactly end as you expected…”

Stared at him, the memory of that moment flashing between you two. I could feel the heat creeping into my face, but you tried to keep your composure.

“That was… an exception,” answered with your voice slightly lower, nervous yet amused.

Rafe let out a small laugh, clearly enjoying the effect he had on you. He knew exactly how to get you and loved to play with the feelings. Leaning in, as if sharing a secret just between you two, he whispered softly, his breath brushing against your skin.

“An exception I wouldn’t mind repeat anytime” he said.

you chuckled softly, feeling the warmth in your cheeks intensify, but didn't look away from his gaze. You had already gotten used to those jokes between you. It was something you’d come to love—a constant game of teasing and passion that always managed to consume you entirely.

“Leave me alone, Cameron” teased him, enjoying the spark that lit up his eyes.

Rafe chuckled under his breath, planting a quick kiss on your lips before standing up. “I’ll hold you to that, but remember, my love… if I don’t like something, you will have no escape from me"

You watched him as he walked away, feeling your heart race. He always had this way of making you feel like you were playing with fire, and maybe that’s why you could never resist his charm.

He drove you absolutely crazy.

[ginxyy]

Sweet melody of us

The studio, a Coke Zero, jealousy and confessions

As I walked through the dimly lit corridors of the studio, my heart swelled with excitement. Jihoon had been immersed in his work for hours, and I couldn't wait to see him. It was one of those cozy evenings where the fading sun painted the sky with hues of pink and gold, a perfect backdrop for the love I felt blossoming between us. I had decided to surprise him with his favorite food crispy kimbap and a refreshing Coke Zero my small way of telling him just how much he meant to me.

I gently opened the door to the studio where he often worked late into the night. The moment I set foot in the room, the familiar scent of recording equipment intertwined with the tantalizing aroma of food wrapped around me like a warm embrace. Jihoon was hunched over at his workstation, his eyebrows knitted in concentration as he fine-tuned a track. His features glowed in the soft light, and it's moments like these when I could hardly believe that this talented artist held my heart.

“Hey, Jihoon!” I called out softly, careful not to disturb his focus.

He looked up, his eyes brightening as they locked onto mine. “Oh! You’re here,” he exclaimed, his voice laced with a mixture of shock and warmth. His face broke into a wide smile, the kind that made my heart flutter.

“I brought you something,” I said, gesturing to the food bags in my hands. “I thought you might be hungry after spending all day working.”

Jihoon’s expression changed to one of delight as he jumped to his feet. “You’re the best!” he beamed, and in that moment, I was reminded yet again of how lucky I was to have him in my life.

He reached for the bags, but before he could dig in, he excused himself to grab a few files from the other room. Excited about our time together, I plopped down on the edge of the couch, glancing at the various musical equipment scattered around. The walls pulsed with creativity, filled with dreams and aspirations that belonged to Jihoon and his band.

While I waited, Seungcheol casually strolled into the studio, his effortless charm filling the room like a pop song on a summer day. “Well, well, look who it is!” he said, leaning against the doorframe with a mischievous grin. “Did Jihoon send you for food again, or do you have a special delivery just for him?”

I rolled my eyes, not quite seeing the flirtation buried in his playful tone. “Just a little something to keep him going,” I replied with a smile, enjoying the light-hearted banter. The atmosphere lightened, and without meaning to, I felt a flutter of friendship towards Seungcheol.

He stepped closer, leaning against the couch. “You know, it’s rare to see Jihoon like this. It’s nice that you bring him a bit of sunshine amidst all the hard work,” he said, his voice smooth like honey.

My heart raced a little, but I shrugged it off, unable to acknowledge the way he seemed to linger at my words. Before I knew it, Jihoon had returned, files in hand, and the energy in the room shifted dramatically. The moment he spotted us, his eyes narrowed slightly and a shadow flickered across his face.

“Seungcheol, what are you doing?” His voice was firm, laced with an unmistakable hint of jealousy that sent a shiver of delight down my spine.

“Oh, just making sure your girlfriend isn’t getting bored!” Seungcheol replied, a cheeky smile dancing on his lips.

Jihoon moved closer to me, shielding me as if he could ward off any imagined threat with just his presence. “I was just gone for a second,” he muttered, his protective instincts kicking in. I could see the sulk forming on his lips, and my heart ached with affection for him.

“Everything’s fine, Jihoon.” I chuckled, trying to ease the tension. “I was just talking.”

Seungcheol picked up the cue to leave, but not before throwing me one last teasing wink. “Take care of her, Jihoon,” he said, emphasizing the words like an anthem. With that, he was gone, leaving the air thick with unspoken feelings.

I turned to Jihoon, and to my surprise, he looked a little hurt, that adorable sulk still evident on his face. It was rare for him to show such vulnerability, and it made my heart ache with tenderness. “You know I only have eyes for you, right?” I said softly, stepping closer.

He looked up at me, his expression softening as I reached out to cup his cheek. “Really?” he questioned, uncertainty clouding his eyes.

Taking a breath, I leaned in, kissing him gently, pouring all my emotions into that moment the care, the affection, and the quiet thrill of being with him. “I love you, Jihoon,” I whispered against his lips, and in that moment, it felt like the world melted away.

His eyes widened, bright with joy and disbelief. “You love me?” he echoed, as if tasting the words on his tongue for the first time.

“Of course, I do. I’ve loved you for a while now,” I confessed, feeling the weight of the words lift from my chest, their honesty baking sweet warmth inside me.

He laughed, a sound of pure joy that encapsulated everything we felt. Without missing a beat, Jihoon pulled me into his arms, kissing me fervently as if the world outside ceased to exist. Each kiss was a melody, a sweet serenade that connected our hearts in a way words alone could never do.

“I love you too,” he finally said, his voice muffled against my hair as we embraced. It was our first shared acknowledgment, yet it felt as familiar as the music he created.

In those moments, the rhythm of our hearts synced effortlessly, the teasing lightness of jealousy dissolving into a profound connection only we could understand. And as we pulled away, breathless and smiling, I realized that amidst the laughter and gentle teasing, I had found my perfect harmony in Jihoon.