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somewhatgreatexpectations · 3 years ago

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Fa La La (Wanda Maximoff/ Reader)

Hi, everyone!

Here is a Christmas fic loosely inspired by Justin Bieber's "Fa La La".

Summary: Christmas was about giving which meant that it was the perfect time to give the confession of love… Right?

The letter was clenched tightly in between your fingers, every word of admiration and confession of love nestled neatly in the lines of the pages. It might not be the best moment to do this, but was there ever a good time for situations like this? You personally couldn’t think of a better time. Christmas was about giving which meant that it was the perfect time to give the confession of love… Right?

Shaking away the thoughts you marched forward before you could talk yourself out of it again. The endless cycle had been going on for hours which made you one of the last to arrive at Tony Stark’s annual Christmas party. And since you were one of the ‘featured guests’ as Tony took to calling the Avengers for the party, your late arrival drew far more attention than you were comfortable with. Even still, your eyes were only drawn to one sole angel in a sea of faces. The same redheaded Avenger who had stolen your heart and every thought. For a moment, time stood still as you watched her speaking casually with Pietro.

She looked beautiful. There was no other way to put it. No need for frills when it came to her. Wanda Maximoff radiated pure, undiluted beauty, but what drew you to her was not the beauty on the outside but rather who she was on the inside. She radiated that same beauty from within and falling in love with her was inevitable.

The world slowed even further when Wanda turned and met your eyes from across the room, every twinkling holiday light that had been strung in the compound reflecting and bending around her. As if their sole purpose was to shine just for her, in envy of the way the light in her eyes stole their very purpose. You were almost positive that even the stars in the sky could not outshine her eyes.

Before you could make your way over to her though, you felt the letter that contained the contents of your heart get snatched out of your hands and a pair of mischievous hazel eyes fill your line of vision. “What is this? A letter for Santa?” Yelena teased in her signature sarcastic Russian drawl, the letter dangling delicately between her fingers. “Tsk, tsk, Y/n. Don’t you know? Santa can’t wrap up an Avenger and put her under the tree for you.”

A burning sensation flooded your cheeks as you looked around to be sure no one heard before turning back to your best friend. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Yelena’s eyebrows raised in challenge. “Oh? Let’s see…” Her eyes skimmed the page playfully, and she began reciting in her best Americanized accent. “‘Merry Christmas, Wanda. Having the opportunity to be your friend this year has been the greatest gift of all, but Christmas is the time to tell people how you feel and I have fallen completely in lov-’”

You quickly snatched the letter out of Yelena’s hands, even the tips of your ears burning in embarrassment. “Can you shut up for five seconds of your life? Someone could have heard.” You hissed.

Yelena threw her head back and let out a boisterous laugh. “That language is not very jolly, my friend.” She continued to tease, her arm wrapping around your shoulders. “Though I suppose it sounds like you could have one reason in particular to be jolly tonight. If you would finally toughen up and tell her.”

All you could manage was a groan as Yelena wiggled her eyebrows playfully and gestured subtly over to Wanda. “I’m putting coal in your stocking and returning all the gifts I got you.” You countered flatly.

Yelena gasped indignantly. “That is uncalled for.”

You shrugged her arm off your shoulder, the letter still clenched in your hands, now wrinkled. “I’m going to leave now. You’re on probation until Christmas.”

“That’s really not fair.”

You shrugged, “You keep teasing me.”

“Teasing you how? I’m just making statements.” Yelena began innocently.

“These don’t seem like statements to me.”

Yelena’s eyes glinted mischievously again. “How about… Do you hear melodies when her heart beats?” She continued playfully.

“That’s it. I’m ignoring you.” You said as you began walking away.

“Does it sing to you? Like fa la la?” she continued in a sing-song voice, calling after your retreating form.

“Goodbye Yelena!” You rushed out, finally making your way over to Wanda who was now standing alone.

The other woman watched you approach from across the room, a warm smile on her lips and you moved through the crowd in a daze, just anxious to be with her again. Before you knew it, you were in front of her but before you could get a word out, Wanda spoke. “You made quite the entrance. I was beginning to think you weren’t going to come.”

Your cheeks flushed with the knowledge that she noticed your absence. “I got caught up with one of my Christmas gifts.”

Wanda’s eyes sparked with curiosity. “Oh? Whose gift was it?”

For a moment you hesitated because you knew once you spoke there would be no going back. This was a crossroad.

“Yours actually.” You admitted, working up the nerve to make your admission.

It was Wanda’s turn to look bashful. “Y/n, I told you that you didn’t have to get me anything.”

In as sincere a tone as you could muster you said, “Wanda, you deserve everything you want.”

For a moment you both became lost in one another's eyes, “What if what I want isn’t something that can be wrapped?” She eventually said, her voice soft, but drowning out every other sound to you.

Your breath hitched and gave you hope that maybe, just maybe, she reciprocated your feelings. It gave you courage. The only problem was your grand declaration, the one you had spent hours rehearsing suddenly flew from your mind and the letter didn't feel right anymore. Wanda had been your friend for far too long for you to make this confession in the middle of one of Tony Stark’s parties through a letter. She deserved better and if that meant you had to wait for a better moment, then so be it.

Tucking the letter into the silky pocket of your Christmas party outfit, you made a quick decision. “Do you want to go for a walk?”

Wanda nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “I’d like that. I was never a fan of Stark’s parties anyway.”

“Neither am I.” You confessed, offering her your hand. There was no hesitation as Wanda placed your hand in yours and suddenly it felt like the holiday lights became even brighter, your spirits lifted.

With her hand in yours, you led her gently through the party, your heart skipping a beat when you felt Wanda intertwine her fingers with your own, the whole ordeal even more intimate now.

You felt charged with the energy of the holidays or charged with the energy of words that were bubbling on the surface.

Whatever it was, you knew that you didn't want to let it go- you didn't want to let her go- and if her grip on your hand was anything to go by, then neither did she.

The only time you dropped hands was to put on your coats and scarves to brave the cold New York night, but Wanda made sure to take your hand again almost immediately after, bringing back the familiar fluttering feeling in your stomach that had become so familiar since she first entered your life.

Wanda playfully began swinging your hands in the space between you both once you finally made it outside. “So…” She drawled slowly, and you looked over at her. “Where are we going?”

You shrugged slightly and smiled at the way her nose turned pink in the cold night air. “I just thought we could walk. New York is particularly beautiful this time of year. Even if it hasn’t snowed yet.”

She smiled back at you. “Can’t argue with that. Lead the way.” Wanda replied contently. “I’ll gladly follow as long as it means I get to spend time with you.”

The fluttering in your stomach increased tenfold and you ducked your head. The sound of Wanda’s quiet giggles filled your ears and even though the New York City air was cold, you suddenly felt warm. “You have no idea the effect you have on me, Wanda Maximoff.” You mumbled with a small shake of your head.

Her fingers tightened around yours slightly. “I think I might.” She countered quietly.

This was it. The moment you were waiting for. This was the moment that you needed to tell her, to take the risk - the final leap between friendship and all you ever wanted.

“Wanda.” You tugged her to a stop, and her eyes sparked with an unspoken question. As you took a deep breath to work up the nerve for your words, something light landed on the top of your head… Then another… and another.

Looking up in unison you both watched the beginning of snow fall from above you, sprinkling down in light dusting. After watching the snowfall for a moment, you refocused on Wanda only to see her completely enthralled by the change of weather herself, a blinding smile on her lips as she watched the city around her become dusted in a fresh white powder of snow.

You were completely in awe of her, of the way the snow fell in her hair, and the happiness in her eyes. Joy bubbled in your chest to know that you got to share this magical moment with her.

You wanted to share every moment with her.

“I’m in love with you.” You breathed out.

Wanda immediately lost her interest in the snow, her attention fully on you now and the smile she wore moments before even brighter now. There was a brief moment of silence where it felt like your world hung in the balance and then, “I’m in love with you too.” She replied breathlessly.

Unable to help yourself, you placed your hands on her cheeks and pulled her into a tender kiss, melting into the warmth of her lips and the completeness you felt in your heart. Wanda’s own hands wrapped around your waist, pulling you tightly into her. You both gave yourselves over entirely to the pure bliss of the moment.

When it was necessary, you pulled away to catch your breath, feeling the warmth spread throughout your body despite the snow falling steadily around you now. “Ask me why I love Christmas.” You said suddenly.

Wanda’s brows furrowed slightly in confusion, but she complied. “Why do you love Christmas?”

“Christmas has always been about love to me and love meant you.” you began, leaning into Wanda’s hand when she began lovingly stroking your cheek. “All I could have ever wanted for Christmas is to love and be loved by you, Wanda Maximoff. I love you.”

Her eyes glazed over with emotion. “I love you, Y/n. You have all my love. I don’t need any presents. All I need is you with me and I have everything I could ever want. You’re my greatest gift.” The sincerity in her words took your breath away.

“Speaking of gifts though, I think now is a good time to give you this.” You reached into your pocket once again and pulled out the wrinkled letter. “This is why I was late to the party. It’s not everything I wanted to give you, but it’s everything I want to say. Just read it when we’re back inside.” You explained shyly.

Wanda took the letter in her hands as if it were the most precious jewel. “I can’t wait to read it.”

You watched as she carefully tucked the letter into the pocket of her coat before she pulled you into her arms. “But until I can, I’d like to hold you and memorize every detail of right now.”

“I love Christmas time.” you mumbled, smiling when you heard her giggle. With your ear pressed against her chest, you listened contently to the steady rhythm of her heart and realized Yelena was right. You did hear melodies when Wanda’s heart would beat and everything about it sung to you in the most beautiful way possible. Wanda gently tilted your head back up and you met her halfway in another loving kiss, the melodies looping peacefully in your mind.

And that's all folks! I hope you enjoyed this short fluffy piece as a peace offering for disappearing for so long. Work and school was really killing me, full time for both was a horrible idea haha. Thankfully I'm on break for a bit so I'll have more time! I have 3 other pieces in progress that are almost done and I will hopefully be able to post soon. Hopefully we can all catch up, I've missed you all!

It's been a while but remember, thoughts and comments are always, always welcome. :)

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promptsfromthecrypt · 3 years ago

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐵𝑌 𝐼𝐶𝐸 𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐸 𝐾𝐼𝐿𝐿𝑆 ( 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟾 ) ♡ 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜.

╰ * 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘.

the following starters are from the above titled album by the band 𝗜𝗖𝗘 𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗞𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗦. some grammar has been changed to fit a roleplay setting. further changes may be made as necessary.

𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑎𝑥𝑒 – 𝑚𝑎𝑠.

silent night , deadly night ( 1984 )

“ you better run for your life. ”

“ at just ( number ) years–old , my parents were butchered. ”

“ he seemed jolly at first. ”

“ he let out a laugh but then left us for dead. ”

“ that scene , so vicious. ”

“ punish the wicked. ”

“ don’t ask ( name )’s forgiveness. ”

“ you will believe in me. ”

“ so much for a merry christmas. ”

“ the sinners scream and shout. ”

“ i made sure the noose was yuletide tight. ”

“ so much for a silent night. ”

“ took my season’s beatings and now it’s time to give back. ”

“ the hearse is on it’s way. ”

“ you’re a slave to your vice. ”

“ it’s fucking garbage day! ”

“ fa–la–la–la–la , feliz navi–dead ! ”

𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑠.

an american werewolf in london ( 1981 )

“ it’s tearing me apart but it’s us or them. ”

“ how can it be? the softer the skin , the sharper the teeth. ”

“ call the nurse. ”

“ it’s worse when i’m alone. ”

“ is it all in my head? ”

“ i’ve fallen prey to a curse i can’t disown. ”

“ is it all in my head? ”

“ this is love i just can’t live without. ”

“ i’m counting on beauty to kill off the beast. ”

“ you bit off more than you could chew. ”

“ you taste too good to be true. ”

“ safe in my arms you will lay , ‘cause every dog has its day. ”

𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑.

it ( 1990 / 2017 / 2019 )

“ allow me to introduce myself. they call me the dancing clown. ”

“ and you must be ( name ). ”

“ did you hear my circus was in town? ”

“ it seems i have your boat here. ”

“ step right this way , i’m at your service with a smile. ”

“ believe me , it’s nothing to fear. ”

“ you’ll see that we all float down here. ”

“ prey on the pure at heart , feed on their body parts. ”

“ i’ve got some big fucking shoes to fill. ”

“ follow me and i’ll show you the truth. ”

“ catch me at the big top. ”

“ you know i’m not clowning around. ”

“ even with a smile ear to fuckin’ ear. ”

“ it’s everything you know , it’s everything you fear. ”

“ it’s more than just a costume and red balloons. ”

“ it’s coming back around every twenty–seven years. ”

“ you know what makes me smile? devoured juveniles. ”

“ chuckled so hard i choked. ”

“ they say that laughter is the best medicine. ”

“ it is ��the end , it’s come again. ”

“ believe it or not , you’ll all disappear. ”

“ it cannot be fought , we all float down here. ”

𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑢𝑝

scream ( 1996 )

“ hello there. ”

“ soon you’ll discover. ”

“ i’m sorry sir , but i think you have the wrong number. ”

“ tell me your name and i’ll tell you mine. ”

“ my name? but why? ”

“ you picked up the phone when mom and dad left you alone. ”

“ i wanna know who i’m looking at. ”

“ when your number’s up , it’s time to scream. ”

“ don’t you know not to ask those questions? ”

“ what will become of me? ”

“ you ought to know it’s a sure death sentence. ”

“ have you not seen this movie? ”

“ freddy , michael , jason voorhees––– learn from those who came before me. ”

“ i’m hangin’ up the phone. ”

“ my mom and dad will soon be home. ”

“ i won’t fall victim to the blade. ”

“ i wanna see what your insides look like. ”

“ how could you be so evil? ”

“ our film is nearly finished and for you , there is no sequel. ”

“ guess i’ll leave your body on the cutting room floor. ”

“ all bets are off––– i just buried drew barrymore. ”

“ when the cops find the phone , the call’s still listed as unknown. ”

“ it’s the end of the line and all that’s left is a dial tone. ”

“ the knife in you brings out the life in me. ”

𝑡𝘩𝑟𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟

cover of “ thriller ” by michael jackson

“ it’s close to midnight and somethin’ evil’s lurkin’ in the dark. ”

“ under the moonlight , you see a sight that almost stops your heart. ”

“ you try to scream , but terror takes the sound before you make it. ”

“ as horror looks you right between the eyes you’re paralyzed. ”

“ this is thriller night. ”

“ no one’s gonna save you from the beast about to strike. ”

“ you hear the door slam and realize that there’s nowhere left to run. ”

“ you feel the cold hand and wonder if you’ll ever see the sun. ”

“ you close your eyes and hope that this is just imagination. ”

“ you hear a creature creepin’ up behind––– you’re out fo time. ”

“ darkness falls across the land , the midnight hour’s close at hand. ”

“ creatures crawl in search of blood to terrorize your neighborhood. ”

“ whosoever shall be found without the soul for gettin’ down must stand and face the hounds of hell and rot inside a corpse’s shell. ”

“ i can thrill you more than any ghoul could ever dare try. ”

“ so let me hold you tight and share killer thriller tonight. ”

“ the foulest stench is in the air. ”

“ grisly ghouls from every tomb are closin’ in to seal your doom. ”

“ though you fight to stay alive , your body starts to shiver. ”

“ no mere mortal can resist the evil of the thriller. ”

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la-principessa-della-squadra · 3 years ago

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If we're allowed to ask them anything~

Then can I ask... Formaggio out on a date? Tonight? Wherever he'd like to take me 😉😘

I'll ask him right away!

Hey Formi! T'hanno chiesto se vuoi uscire con loro!

(Hey Formi! They asked you if you want to hang out with them!)

Formaggio: "Aò! Che t'arisurto?! Credi all'amore a prima vista o te devo ripassà davanti senza vestiti? Dimme che te faccio sangue che io sto già n'grifato! AO'- te porto subito a fa' un giro sur-"

(Aò! Do you fancy me?!You do, right? Do you believe in love at first sight, or do you need to see me without any clothes on? AO'! Now that you make me think about it, I'm so ready to take yo-)

"FORMAGGIO. Stai polleg!"

(FORMAGGIO, Chill please.)

Formaggio:"...-sur Tevere! Te porto in un ristorantino sur Tevere! Però non dimme che già me ami perché potrei abituamme e poi sò cazzi tua. Te porto in un ristorantino tarmente buono che te dico fermate... Però te dopo te le fai dà du' botte de reni, vero?"

(...-take you to a nice restaurant! A nice restaurant near the Tiber. Don't tell me you've already fallen in love with me because I might get attached, and then I won't definitely let you go. Anyways, I can take you to a really nice restaurant... But afterward, you'll let me smash you a couple of times, right?)

BONA LE' FORMAGGIO! CI DENUNCIANO!!

(STOP BEING SO EXPLICIT FORMAGGIO! THEY MIGHT SUE US!!)

-La Principessa della Squadra

#la squadra esecuzioni #la squadra #formaggio #vento aureo #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo #Rome #romanesco #romance

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lunamagicablu · 2 years ago

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Esistono persone nelle nostre vite che ci rendono felici per il semplice caso di avere incrociato il nostro cammino.

Alcuni percorrono il cammino al nostro fianco, vedendo molte lune passare, gli altri li vediamo appena tra un passo e l’altro.

Tutti li chiamiamo Amici e ce sono di molti tipi.

Talvolta ciascuna foglia di un albero rappresenta uno dei nostri Amici.

Il primo che nasce è il nostro Amico Papà e la nostra Amica Mamma, che ci mostrano cosa è la vita.

Dopo vengono gli Amici Fratelli, con i quali dividiamo il nostro spazio affinché possano fiorire come noi.

Conosciamo tutta la famiglia delle foglie che rispettiamo e a cui auguriamo ogni bene.

Ma il destino ci presenta ad altri Amici che non sapevamo avrebbero incrociato il nostro cammino.

Molti di loro li chiamiamo Amici dell’Anima, del Cuore.

Sono sinceri, sono veri. Sanno quando non stiamo bene, sanno cosa ci fa felici. E alle volte uno di questi Amici dell’Anima si infila nel nostro cuore e allora lo chiamiamo “innamorato”.

Egli da luce ai nostri occhi, musica alle nostre labbra, salti ai nostri piedi.

Ma ci sono anche quegli Amici di passaggio, talvolta una vacanza o un giorno o un’ora.

Essi collocano un sorriso nel nostro viso per tutto il tempo che stiamo con loro.

Non possiamo dimenticare gli Amici distanti, quelli che stanno nelle punte dei rami e che quando il vento

soffia appaiono sempre tra una foglia e l’altra. Il tempo passa, l’estate se ne va, l’autunno si avvicina e perdiamo alcune delle nostre foglie, alcune nascono l’estate dopo, e altre permangono per molte stagioni.

Ma quello che ci lascia felici è che le foglie che sono cadute continuano a vivere con noi, alimentando le nostre radici con allegria.

Sono ricordi di momenti meravigliosi di quando incrociarono il nostro cammino.

Ti auguro, foglia del mio albero, Pace Amore, Fortuna e Prosperità.

Oggi e sempre… semplicemente perché ogni persona che passa nella nostra vita è unica.

Sempre lascia un poco di se e prende un poco di noi.

Ci saranno quelli che prendono molto, ma non ci sarà chi non lascia niente.

Questa è la maggior responsabilità della nostra VITA e la prova evidente che due anime non si incontrano per caso.

Paul MONTES

art by Marabali

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There are people in our lives who make us happy for the simple case of having crossed our path.

Some walk the path alongside us, seeing many moons pass by, others we barely see them between one step and another.

We all call them Friends and there are many types.

Sometimes each leaf of a tree represents one of our Friends.

The first to be born is our Friend Dad and our Friend Mom, who show us what life is.

Then come the Amici Fratelli, with whom we share our space so that they can flourish like us.

We know the whole family of leaves that we respect and to whom we wish well.

But fate introduces us to other friends who we didn't know would cross our path.

We call many of them Friends of the Soul, of the Heart.

They are sincere, they are true. They know when we are not well, they know what makes us happy. And sometimes one of these Friends of the Soul slips into our heart and then we call him "in love".

He gives light to our eyes, music to our lips, leaps to our feet.

But there are also those Friends who are passing through, sometimes a holiday or a day or an hour.

They put a smile on our face all the time we are with them.

We cannot forget the distant Friends, those who stand in the tips of the branches and that when the wind blows

blows always appear between one leaf and another. Time passes, summer goes by, autumn is approaching and we lose some of our leaves, some are born the following summer, and others remain for many seasons.

But what leaves us happy is that the leaves that have fallen continue to live with us, feeding our roots with joy.

They are memories of wonderful moments when they crossed our path.

I wish you, leaf of my tree, Peace, Love, Luck and Prosperity.

Today and always… simply because every person who passes through our life is unique.

He always leaves a little of himself and takes a little of us.

There will be those who take a lot, but there will be those who leave nothing behind.

This is the greatest responsibility of our LIFE and the clear proof that two souls do not meet by chance.

Paul MONTES

art by Marabali

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gelatinatremolante · 3 years ago

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Grazie @perlina-galattica @pizzettauniversale e @presentimenti per il tag 🐱

Colore preferito: sempre azzurro

Ultima canzone: Fallen Fruit di Lorde

Stai leggendo: Beautiful World, Where Are you di Sally Rooney

Ultima serie: che ho finito la seconda stagione di Modern Love che però mi ha fatto schifino, sto provando a guardare Nine Perfect Strangers ma non mi sta convincendo nemmeno quella, mentre il primo episodio di Squid Game mi è piaciuto molto

Ultimo film: Jumanji - Benvenuti nella giungla trovato per caso qualche giorno fa in tv

Dolce, salato o piccante: chiaramente dolce

A cosa sto lavorando: a un modo per non dover mai lavorare

Desidero ardentemente: la pizza di stasera e la colazione di domani mattina con i pancake

@aknifeinthesun @acetosellaa @pioppetta @ultimaluna @labalenottera @apneanotturna @mafedericascusami @pyxisminor @tulipanico @azzurrocartadazucchero @trepidazione @machecaspiterina @esotossina @tratteggiare @scemacazzo @oh-my-darling-valentine fatelo se vi va

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invisibleraven · 3 years ago

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The Ghosts of Christmas Eve

@jatp-adventevent Day Nine: I Got the Jingle <-AO3 link

Pairing: Juke (Julie/Luke)

Honestly, this is just me being a self indulgent Trans Siberian Orchestra fan, though I DO think they would be Luke's jam. If you want to check them out this was the concert I took inspiration from, and you can find the song they thought they could handle at the 13:53 mark. There's is a LOT of flashing lights, so if you are photosensitive, the show is not for you, but I do encourage you to check out TSO's music, it is really great! They also inspired the title of this fic, as its the name of one of their albums.

Luke groaned as they wandered through the mall, the Christmas music incessant and irritating. He wasn’t a Grinch by any stretch, but he just was never a fan of the same old holiday music. If he never had to hear Christmas Shoes again, he would be happy. Yet no matter where he went, it was the same five or six songs covered by a dozen different artists, putting their own spin on the same classic.

“Is it January yet?” he whined as the sounds of fa la la echoed throughout the shopping centre.

“No Scrooge, but we are almost done shopping. Do you wanna hit the record store to get something for Bobby while I take care of Flynn?” Julie proposed, and Luke could have fallen to his knees to kiss her feet. At least in the record store there was a chance they would play more rock oriented yuletide cheer.

Luke browsed the records, enjoying some Blink-182 while he flipped through the records, finally landing on something he knew Bobby didn’t have and would actually enjoy. Then he heard music he’d never heard before, a rare feat, with a starting cello, then violins, then an absolute eruption of guitars, playing what sounded suspiciously like Carol of the Bells. He rushed to the register, and demanded to know what band was playing.

“This is the Trans Siberian Orchestra dude. Metal Christmas songs, they rock! Do a great show if you ever get a chance to see one, though I think there’s a few floating around the internet if you look.”

Luke thanked the cashier profusely, then paid for the record, rushing off to find Julie, talking her ear off the whole way home about the amazing music he had discovered. She looked them up on Spotify, and finding the song that Luke had heard, queued it up so it blasted through the car stereo. The song was reaching its crescendo as they pulled into the driveway, but neither of them made a move to get out, still sitting there as the song finished. “Wow,” Julie stated. “I see now why you liked them so much, this screams like your kind of thing.”

“The dude at the store said they have concerts online, you think the guys would be cool with coming over and watching it?”

“Only one way to find out,” Julie said, texting the band, getting some confused, but enthusiastic responses, and before long the four of them were sitting down in front of the television. The concert began, and by the half hour mark, they were all enraptured. Alex liked that they were telling a whole story to connect the songs. Reggie loved all the visual effects; lights, fireworks and pyrotechnics everywhere. Julie loved that the band was also showcasing women, not just as singers, but rocking out on any number of instruments as well. Luke, well Luke adored the whole thing. The music was amazing, and the way the band transformed old songs, mixed them into new ones, even doing mash-ups, he was hooked.

“Pity there’s only four of us, we could totally rock some of these songs,” he commented as they took a break near the halfway point to refuel and refresh themselves.

“Well, I mean, if we pulled Bobby in on rhythm guitar and got Carrie to break out her violin, we could probably handle that O Holy Night song,” Reggie offered. Luke lit up at the idea, and started texting Bobby right away. Thankfully, Bobby was already a TSO fan and jumped at the idea of covering one of their songs. Carrie took a bit more convincing, since she only really picked up the violin to be the next Lindsey Stirling, but eventually agreed.

Luke was so pumped he even agreed to emulate the band's style for the video, though when Julie provided him with the sleeveless suit jacket, he swept her into a kiss. “I love you. Seriously, best girlfriend ever.”

Julie grinned, but shook her head before handing him an envelope. “It’s a bit early for you to get your present, but well…” She urged him to open it, and the scream he let out made it all worth it.

“You got us tickets to see them in concert? Jules, I love you!” Luke exclaimed, twirling her around. He finally put her down, running off to change, this video was gonna be sick!

Julie just shook her head, smiling as Luke disappeared. “I’m just glad I managed to turn him around on Christmas music,” she said before going off to get changed herself.

#JatPAdvent2021 #my stuff #writing #fanfic #juke #jukebox #julie and the phantoms

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thememestho · 4 years ago

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＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　 holiday/winter pick-up lines meme

pulled from various online lists, some nsfw, some awkward, some cheesy. feel free to change pronouns or reverse as you see fit.

“wanna scrooge?”

“shouldn’t you be on top of my tree, angel?”

“santa said you wished for me. good choice.”

“are you looking for a tree topper? because i’ve been told i’m a star on top.”

“i must be a snowflake because i’ve fallen for you.”

“i’ve checked twice and i’m sure you’re on my naughty list.”

“i have the stamina of the jolly, round man. i can go all night long.”

“let’s pretend to be presents and get laid under the tree.”

“the milk and cookies at my place taste great for breakfast.”

“are you a snowball? i bet i could make you melt in my hands.”

“class might be cancelled but that ass of yours don’t quit.”

“i could work with the elves in the ribbon-tying department... i am a very knotty girl.”

“is that a candy cane in your pocket or are you happy to see me?”

“that’s not a candy cane in my pocket i’m just happy to see you.”

“i didn’t think i was a snowman but you just made my heart melt.”

“i usually warm my hands by the fireplace, but you are way hotter. can you hold them for a minute?”

“are you tinsel? because i want you all over my tree.”

“brrrrrrrrrrrr-ing some takeout over to my place tonight and we can watch a bad movie.”

“let’s be naughty this year and save santa the trip.”

“do you want to see my snowballs?”

“if i was the grinch, i wouldn’t steal christmas, i would steal you.”

“black ice isn’t the only thing that brings me to my knees.”

“come sit on my lap, i’ve got a special gift for you.”

“wanna sit on the north pole tonight?”

“nice earmuffs. maybe my roommate can borrow them when we’re getting dirty tonight.”

“santa’s lap isn’t the only place where wishes come true.”

“do you like the song jingle bells? because we could go all the way.”

“want to meet santa’s little helper?”

“i don’t care if i’m on your naughty or nice list, i’d rather be on your to-do list.”

“if you come to my house on black friday all clothes are 100% off.”

“did you hear the weather report? i think we can expect a few more inches tonight.”

“are you looking to get fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-laid?”

“if you were a tree you would be an evergreen because i bet you look this good all year round.”

“we can lower your heating bill tonight because you won’t be getting cold.”

“are you main street? because i hope you get plowed in a timely manner tonight.”

“can i get a picture of you so i can show santa exactly what i want for christmas?”

“let me help you out of that ugly sweater.”

“did you ask santa for a rhino this christmas? because it looks like you could use something really horny.”

“what do you say we make this a not so silent night?”

“is your name kwanzaa? because i would celebrate you for a week.”

“the only package i want this christmas is yours.”

“i lost my scarf, can i wrap you around me instead?”

“the tree isn’t the only thing that is going to have an angel on top of it tonight.”

“good tidings aren’t the only thing i can give you.”

“i might be a grinch, but that means i have something that can grow three sizes.”

“i want to fill you up with my holiday spirits.”

“unlike santa, i’ll bring over the toys if you want to get naughty.”

“wanna climb into my warm and fuzzy cloak?”

“i like my christmas stockings held up by garter belts?”

“if a big man puts you in a bag tonight, don’t be alarmed. i told santa i wanted you for christmas.”

“are you rudolph’s red nose? because baby, i would say you glow.”

“call me rudolph because you just sleighed me.”

“you’re not just a gift, you’re the whole package.”

“you’re a matzo baller.”

“if your left leg was thanksgiving, and your right leg is christmas, can i come visit you between the holidays?”

“you’re like my menorah's candles…getting hotter every day.”

“how about i slip down your chimney, at half past midnight?”

“if you jingle my bells i can promise you a white christmas.”

“i know it isn’t christmas but santa’s lap is always open.”

“the stockings are hung and so am i.”

“your stocking isn’t the only thing i’ll be filling up tonight.”

“the pipers aren’t the only ones piping on the 11th day of christmas...”

“unlike santa i come more than once a year.”

“hey girl, wanna hiber-mate?”

“wanna play spin the driedel?… I got a half hour and a room full of candles…”

“you’re so hot you must be the reason we aren’t having a white christmas.”

“i’m like a christmas present, you’ll love waking up to me in the morning.”

“you are the reason santa even has a naughty list.”

“i would definitely let you join in on my reindeer games.”

“wanna check out my mistletoe beltbuckle?”

“i’m looking to get bob-sleighed tonight.”

“ pardon me, but those are some hot laktes!”

“i lost my earmuffs can i use your legs instead?”

“would you come to my place and light my yule log?”

“if kisses were snowflakes i would send you a blizzard.”

“yule do.”

“i feel like a christmas tree when you talk to me because you make me light up!”

“do you wanna taste my christmas cookie?”

“can i lick your candy cane?”

“wanna go light my menorah?”

“call me adam sandler because i’m about to give you eight crazy nights.”

“it’s the season of giving so why not give me your number?”

“if you were a reindeer, you’d be cupid, because your friend is looking fine tonight. Can you introduce me?”

“i love you a latke.”

“i think we have a lot of chemis-tree.”

“your outfit sleighs me.”

“let’s get out of here and explore the north pole. I’m a rebel without a claus.”

“icy the one for me.”

“i’m wearing a lot of layers so it’s going to take me a while to get naked, but you’re welcome to watch.”

“there aren’t any sugarplums dancing through my head, it’s all you.”

#rp meme #rp memes #inbox memes #rp prompts #meme

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tiny-slasher · 4 years ago

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Billy Lenz x Reader | Coffee Shop AU

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“U already know who this is... Coffee shop au but there's a competing coffee shop that sells holiday themed drinks depending on the day of the week (B I L L Y L E N Z I D E M A N D H I M)” - anon

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

Billy was pissed.

Stupid Coffee Shop with their stupid snowflakes- and who the hell painted that sorry excuse for a snowman on the front window?! It wasn't even December, and they already had decorations up and Holiday Specials advertised in big, bold lettering

Billy blew a stray strand of hair from his face, glaring out the window at the coffee shop across the street. Two years after they opened there, and he still couldn't believe they'd had the audacity to choose that location - maybe less that thirty feet away from the location of his shop. There he'd been, finally settled after years of therapy, content with the stability of his life, when they showed up.

Them and their hair...their clothes...their stupid face- stupid eyes-

They came and opened their shop, selling coffee a dollar cheaper than him and attracting half of his customers like moths to a flame. When Billy put up a sign advertising cookies, they advertised two-for-one deals. When he offered special holiday sales, they offered free cookies with any purchase on Tuesdays. When he advertised limited time coffee flavors, they advertised seasonal baked goods. Those with fewer tastebuds and lighter wallets began to switch to the other, lesser coffee shop within a couple of months, and Billy was left to suffer the consequences.

Granted, he still got good business, his coffee shop was unique, and obviously quite superior. Not only was he skilled in the art of coffee making, and served everything in ceramic cups unless otherwise specified, his shop was themed.

Each day was a different holiday, with different options for coffee. He had 'plain' options for those who just wanted a caffeine fix, but he had alternating holiday flavors for the more adventurous. And damn it, if someone wanted a Leprechaun Cappuccino on Thursday then too fucking bad! They’d have to show up on Monday like everyone else!

It had started off with just Christmas themed brews all year 'round, but he'd expanded after the first year. He hated having to explain the menu to new customers every single time they showed up, but he did enjoy messing around with different types of latte art. That is, if everyone stopped ordering the iced coffee...

Glancing back at his rival, he snarled.

Billy hated them. He hated their coffee shop, he hated their smile, he hated their dumb laugh-

He'd often see them through the window, putting a sign out front, or sweeping off the front step before they opened. They looked dumber and dumber each time he saw them. Sometimes they had the nerve to wave at him and yell out a greeting like they had no idea they were rivals, and Billy hated it. He wanted to get rid of them. He wanted to dump boiling coffee over their head. He wanted to rip out their intestines and-

Bad Billy! Bad for having bad thoughts again! Stupid, nasty Billy! Stupid-

Billy took in a long, deep breath, just like his therapist taught him to, focusing on the way his lungs filled with air and collapsed when he exhaled. He played with the hem of his sweater, worn from years of doing so, feeling the way the fibers ran across his fingertips. He sighed, wishing for just one day without intrusive thoughts, but knowing he'd never be granted that sort of reprieve. No, it wasn't something he'd ever be cured from...but it was something he was learning to manage better as the years went by.

He glanced around the shop, hoping none of the customers noticed his little episode. Thankfully, they all seemed absorbed in their activities and conversations.

Billy sighed, a bit relieved. He wiped off some glitter that had fallen onto the counter from the tinsel hanging above him, hoping none had gotten into his hair again, when the front door of the shop opened. Glancing up he saw a woman and a young boy walk in and make their way over to the counter. They were regulars, coming every single Tuesday for the Valentine's Day special.

"Welcome to ‘Fa-la-latte’, what can I get'cha?" Billy asked with a smile plastered on his face.

"I'd like a Sweetheart iced coffee," she gestured towards the boy. "And he just wants a strawberry muffin. To go, please."

Billy nodded and spun around to get to work, withholding the eye roll he nearly gave her. If he had one more customer order the iced coffee he was going to take it off the menu.

He didn't notice the bell on the door ring, too focused on his internal dialogue and making a damn good iced coffee (or, as good as iced coffee is going to get). Even if he had to make the same damn thing every Tuesday, he wasn't one to disappoint.

Shoving the lid of the coffee with one hand, he grabbed a muffin in the other, putting it in a bag and setting them both on the counter. The boy, like any child would, grabbed the muffin almost immediately, and Billy rang up the price on the cash register. While the woman pulled out her card, Billy saw the person behind them.

Billy's eye twitched and his pupils narrowed at the sight before him.

It was them.

The absolute nerve this person had was astonishing. They thought it'd be okay to just show up whenever they wanted? In his shop? The shop they were practically stealing money from by simply existing? With their little stupid, ugly smile, and their stupid-

"Thank you!" the woman's loud voice broke Billy out of his thoughts, taking her coffee and exiting the shop with the boy in tow.

Billy's knuckles were white as they walked up to him, a smile on their face. He saw through their facade. He wasn't falling for that sweet demeanor.

"Wow, they weren't kidding when they said you had a lot of options!" they said, eyes wide as they looked at the signs above Billy's head. "It must be exhausting having to have a different menu for each day!"

Billy's jaw began to hurt from clenching, eyes raking over their form as they rattled on about things he didn't care about.

"So, Tuesday is Valentine's Day, huh? What would you recommend for a newcomer?"

Billy blinked, "What?"

"I came to try it out myself! Everybody keeps raving about how good your stuff is, and I wanted firsthand experience!"

Oh. Oh this sneaky- They wanted to taste it so they could copy him! They wanted to steal his ideas and sell it for half price! He was so close to just leaning over the counter and grabbing them by the throat-

But, he couldn't just cause a scene in front of his loyal customers! This coffee shop was supposed to be their quiet space, where everyone could just relax and enjoy themselves. He wasn't about to ruin it for them, and risk losing business.

Gathering himself, Billy gave them a sickly sweet smile, "Well, everyone orders the Sweetheart Iced Coffee."

They shifted on their feet, "Is that what you would order?"

Oh they were good...

"No," Billy leaned on the counter. "I'd order the latte."

They glanced up to the sign, "Just a regular latte?"

"Yup."

Seemingly dumbfounded, they shrugged and said, "Alright. One medium latte, please!"

Sending them one last smile before he turned around, Billy scowled and got to work.

Who'd they fucking think they were? 'oNe MeDiUm LaTtE pLeAsE!' Like he was gonna make them one of his specialty drinks anyway! Still...if they were out for his recipe, they would've been more insistent to order a specialty drink, wouldn't they? He glanced back at them, watching the way they looked around the shop with an awed expression. Their acting skills were top notch, he'd give them that.

Billy shook his head, trying to stop himself from mumbling. A few phrases escaped his lips despite his efforts. He heard them laugh softly, and he nearly burst a blood vessel trying not to scream at them to get out. An image of stabbing them in the eyes with a candy cane abruptly took over his thoughts, and he couldn't help but muse over it with a satisfied hum. He'd watch as their blood warmed the candy in his hands, mixing into a sugary, sticky mess-

NO! Bad Billy! Bad, bad, BAD BILLY! Naughty, NASTY-

Billy closed his eyes for a moment, focusing on the way the coffee machine hummed.

"You have her father's love, Demetrius. Let me have Hermia's. Do you marry him?" Billy muttered in a low voice, steaming some milk with an iron grip. "Scornful, Lysander! True, he hath my love-"

"Are you quoting Shakespeare?"

Billy pointedly ignored them, trying not to break the handle on his coffee machine as he turned the steamer off while he murmured to himself, a bit softer than before, "And what is mine my love shall render him. And she is mine, and all my right of her, I do estate unto Demetrius."

He poured the milk into the coffee, swirling it into a neat, but not overly exotic heart. It was Valentine's Day themed, after all, and he wasn't about to get ridiculed for a sloppy job. Turning to set it down in front of them, he was briefly stunned to find they'd moved to sit over at the bar near him. His fingers twitched as he inhaled sharply, plastering a smile back on his face as he shakily set the cup down in front of them.

Their eyes scanned him for a long moment before falling to the latte in front of them, sending him a small smile and a thanks. Billy gave them a sickening "You're welcome" before turning to clean up, ignoring the pleased hum they gave after their first sip. He was mumbling to himself again while he washed out some used cups when they spoke.

"So, are you in a play?"

Billy paused for a moment, confused, "What?"

"Oh, you were just reciting lines, so I thought maybe you were trying to keep them memorized," they shrugged, and then lifted their cup of coffee. "This is really good, by the way!"

"Were you expecting it to be bad?" he bit out, a bit more harshly than intended.

"No, no! I'm just used to coffee that's not so great," they shrugged.

"If you wanted bad coffee, you should've ordered the Americano," Billy mumbled.

The laugh he earned stunned him, his thoughts pausing for a moment to take in the sight of their smile. Despite his suspicions, the twinkle in their eyes seemed genuine enough... It would be so easy to put that light out...make their eyes as dull as his own can be. Turn the whites into a scarlet-stained-

A cup shattered in Billy's grasp, slicing the silence like a knife through butter. A curse escaped his lips before he thought better of it, echoing throughout the room. Some of the customers looked in his direction. Billy wanted to apologize, but his voice wouldn't cooperate. He lowered his head a bit, hiding his face behind a curtain of hair, and shakily gathered the broken ceramic from the sink. Thankfully, he hadn't cut himself.

You should have, stupid, stupid Billy! You deserve it! Bad Billy! Bad-

"Are you alright?"

Billy turned to them, eyes manic. He relished in the way they tried to hide their discomfort.

"I'm fine," he bit out.

Billy seized the opportunity for a bathroom break, escaping the hellscape that was his coffee shop. Standing in the middle of the small bathroom, he spent the next few minutes trying to even his breathing. In, and out. In, and out. The breathing technique left a lot to be desired, and didn't do much for his racing thoughts...but it was better than nothing. If anything, at least he could tell his therapist he'd put in the effort. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror, unsurprised to see a murderous gaze looking back at him.

"If we shadows have offended, think but this and all is mended," Billy muttered, hands gripping the sink. "That you have but slumbered here, while these visions did appear. Heh! Dramatic."

Shaking himself off, Billy inhaled and exited the restroom.

They were still there, sipping their coffee and eyeing him as he walked back behind the counter. He sent them a smile, as though nothing had happened less than five minutes before. They blinked at him, confused, but Billy paid them no mind. Instead, he decided to make himself a latte. His hands were still quite shaky, and his heart had yet to really calm itself down. He fumbled with the steamer a bit, but managed to complete the drink with no mishaps.

"So...which holiday is your favorite?"

Billy stared at them as he sipped his latte.

"Mine is Halloween! I'm curious to know what the Death Brew tastes like," they smiled. "Is it bitter?"

Billy's eyes were glued to them as they patiently awaited his answer, and he took his time swallowing his coffee. They wanted to know what his brew tasted like, huh? They were definitely out to steal his recipe.

"It tastes like death," he replied. "Hints the name."

He jumped when they laughed out loud, apparently finding his sarcasm amusing. Billy hated the little butterfly that flew around in his tummy, and promptly squashed it with an eye roll and a huff.

Billy watched as they continued to look around at all the different decorations adorning the coffee shop, seemingly in admiration, but he couldn't be too sure. This person was crafty, and he had to be ready for anything. They were clearly looking for some way to ridicule him, or one-up him, and he would not allow it.

Still...the twinkle in their eyes...and the soft smile that settled on their lips...

"Christmas."

Their sparkling eyes turned back to Billy, "What?"

"My favorite holiday is Christmas," Billy said.

They smiled at him, "I should've known...there's a lot of tinsel hanging around in here."

Billy looked down at his latte, trying to sort through his racing thoughts. He hadn't felt this unsettled in a while, and it was a feeling he hadn't wished to relive.

"Your place is a lot calmer than mine," they said airily. "It's nice..."

Billy's eye twitched. He couldn't tell if that was a compliment, or a well-hidden insult. He just hummed in reply, trying not to appear as frazzled as he felt. However, he was sure the trembling in his hands was giving him away.

"Christmas is on Saturday, right?" they asked.

He nodded and they gave him a sweet smile.

"Well, I might have to come back in a few days, then," they replied, hopping off of the bar stool. "I'll see you around! Thanks for the coffee!"

Baffled, Billy watched them leave with his mouth hanging open. He stared until he saw them disappear behind the door of their own coffee shop.

Everything about that interaction had gone strangely, in his mind, and he wasn't sure if it was because it had been strange or if it was just him who found it odd. They'd seemed genuinely curious about everything, not with ill intentions in mind. However, they'd left so abruptly...almost like they did it on purpose.

They were probably scared of Billy. They probably heard him mumbling nasty things under his breath and ran away- T-they knew Billy is bad! They knew Billy has bad thoughts! Bad, bad thoughts! They- They...

They didn't fucking pay for their coffee.

Billy nearly saw red, glaring at the empty cup that sat on the counter. With shaking hands he grabbed it, doing his best not to toss it across the room in frustration. He froze, however, when he saw a small slip of paper flutter on the table where the cup had been sitting. Curiosity peaked, Billy set the cup in the sink and then picked the paper up between in fingers.

"Feel free to stop by my shop any time for a free coffee! We've got lattes ;)"

Billy didn't enjoy the way his face felt as it flushed, and he really didn't enjoy this new feeling of butterflies in his stomach. And yet, a grin split on his face, and a cackle escaped his lips, earning a few glances. He turned to see them staring at him through their own window. They grinned and waved at him, and he choked.

If they were so insistent on stealing his recipes, he'd just have to return the favor. He wanted to see what all those customers saw in their stupid coffee shop. They probably batted their stupid eyelashes at people, and smiled their stupid smile-

Their stupid, goofy smile... Made their eyes crinkle at the corners... He could think of many different ways they could use that mouth of theirs-

No! Bad, naughty Billy! Having naughty thoughts at work! Bad! Bad! BAD!

#billy lenz #billy lenz x reader #slasher #slashers #coffee shop au

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stxphxn-strange · 4 years ago

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might i have this dance?

a/n: more of stephen and tony in Italy (following college au canon ofc) and direct sequel to “we meet again” there’s going to be a little bit of angst but this fic is mostly just soft cotton candy fluff

Natasha “promised” to get up at 10:00, but made a fashionably late appearance in the living room at 10:15. Truthfully, extra 15 minutes here and there didn’t matter much. Some cousins were still asleep anyway, and in fact it was more accurate to say that most of the family was having a bit of a lie-in. Stephen, in a break from his usual habits, was a straggler and didn’t consciously wake up when he did. He rather followed the smell of tea towards the kitchen, only getting as far as the living room where he flopped down next to Anthony.

The tea could wait, Stephen was still a bit sleepy and wanted to snuggle.

“Buongiorno, mia vita,” Anthony murmured, pulling Stephen into a hug.

“Did you come back to bed after talking with Natasha?” Stephen asked, well aware that one of Anthony’s younger cousins was staring at him for some reason.

“No, I went back to our bedroom but I wasn’t tired, so I drank some coffee and talked to Rhodey for a little bit,” Anthony replied. “You sleep like a log when you put your mind to it.”

“I sleep like a log when you wake me up unexpectedly,” Stephen quipped, smiling at Anthony’s words. Something about the way he referred to his bedroom as theirs made Stephen feel warm and loved and happy.

Anthony glanced down at him, pressing a soft kiss to his sleep-ruffled hair. “What’s on your mind?”

“You. What else?” Stephen replied, snuggling closer to Anthony. He heard a relative talking about them in the background, but paid little attention.

“Grazie, Zia,” Anthony responded to his aunt before turning back to Stephen. “Thinking about me?”

“By now you must know that I’m almost always thinking about you, Anthony,” Stephen said. “You live in my head rent free.”

Anthony blushed and kissed Stephen again. “You’re such a romantic asshole.”

Stephen just hummed in agreement and relaxed against him, enjoying the calm morning energy of Anthony’s family. People filtered in and out of the living room, making idle chitchat and eating some light snacks. Someone had made brunch reservations for later, so everyone was waiting to leave for the restaurant.

“Is Stephen awake?” Giulia called from the kitchen.

“Yes!” Stephen and Anthony giggled as they responded simultaneously.

“Would you like some tea, dear?” Giulia asked.

“Yes please,” Stephen replied.

“Anthony? How about you, bambino?” Giulia asked.

“Per favore, Nonna, grazie,” Anthony replied, the timbre of his voice warming Stephen’s heart.

He knew he was staring, but Stephen found that he couldn’t bear to take his sleepy gaze away from Anthony. He was entranced, feeling content and loved as Anthony wrapped his arms around Stephen and hugged him closer. He’d almost fallen asleep again when Giulia walked into the living room.

“Well aren’t you two sweet,” she murmured, handing them each a mug of tea. “Anthony, dov’e tua sorella? Sta ancora dormendo?”

“Credo di si, le ho parlato circa un’ora fa e ha detto che voleva tornare a dormire,” Anthony replied, taking a sip of his tea. He smiled as Stephen shifted a bit closer to him, even as they couldn’t get much closer.

“Nonna?” Anthony’s cousin, the one who was still staring at Stephen and whose name escaped him, asked quietly. “Chi e quello vicino a Tony?”

Giulia smiled as Anthony laughed quietly. “Non ti ricordi? Non mi sorprende che tu non fossi piu di un bambino quando hai conosciuto Stephen per la prima volta. E il ragazzo di Anthony e il migliore amico di sempre.”

Anthony’s cousin stared at the couple for a few moments. “They look like they’re married.”

“Not yet, cugino,” Anthony replied, continuing to laugh at the conversation.

“You’re making the entire family wait, nipote mio,” Giulia teased, joining her family in the living room to wait for Natasha.

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“There’s no particular reason for this, but I’d really love if everyone knew how to just do a basic waltz,” Natasha explained, speaking over the noise of her family enjoying brunch. Turning to Stephen, she added, “Did you know my brother took ballet lessons with me in the summers, when we were children?”

“Did you really just ask me that as if I don’t know my boyfriend? As if I don’t know my best friend of 18 years, Natasha?” Stephen asked lightly. “Of course I did.”

“He was good,” Natasha replied. “Surprisingly.”

“Hey! I’m good at lots of things,” Anthony protested. “When do we get to meet Darcy?”

“I’m picking her up from the airport at 5am, so probably tomorrow,” Natasha said. “We’re going to be here for another day or two and then we’re leaving for Paris.”

"The City of Love,” Stephen said dramatically.

“Is it weird that you saying that reminds me of a song from that Phineas and Ferb episode?” Anthony asked.

Natasha looked at them as they both dissolved into laughter. Pointing at Stephen she added, “Why do you encourage his cursed behavior? Stop doing that. Stop.”

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Music was already blaring in the dance studio when the family tumbled in, Natasha’s eyes lighting up at the energy in the space. A few dance instructors were milling around the room, standing in an unusual formation almost akin to a shield.

Anthony found that odd but didn’t fixate on it, already beginning to tap his foot to some upbeat ballroom music.

Natasha scanned the room, assessing the space to make sure there would be enough room for her accident prone family to bumble around each other. Smiling at one of the instructors, she declared, “We’re all here, if you’re ready for us.”

A tall woman at the front of the formation clapped her hands and smiled. “Great! Do any of you have any ballroom or other dance experience before?”

“My brother and I took ballet lessons as children,” Natasha replied.

“Did you?” A new voice from the back of the group asked. A brunette with a dazzling smile stepped out from behind some other instructors. “How are we getting married next week and I didn’t know that?”

Natasha sputtered, looking back and forth between Yelena, her family, and the other dance instructors before launching herself into her fiancee’s arms as people applauded.

“Is now a good time to bring up my ballroom dancing experience?” Anthony asked, trying to keep his voice low.

Natasha glared at him from over Darcy’s shoulder. “Why do you always have to step on my moment?!”

Tags: @stark-strange-love2 @ah3m @thespacecryptid @chocopiggy @kiwidino @ironstrange-chaos @majesticnerdynerd @spooky-n-spunky @doctorstephenvincentstarkstrange @maya-custodios-dionach

#i know this fic ends abruptly i just wanted to start the next one #tony stark #Stephen Strange #ironstrange #my ironstrange college au #james rhodey rhodes #natasha romanoff #natasha and tony are half siblings #maria stark (mentioned)#giulia carbonell (oc)#in this house we love the carbonell family #italian tony stark #this one isn't as good #the next fic in this series is going to be incredible though #i cut so much out of this lmaoooo

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queen-bunnyears · 4 years ago

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Siren ~ Harrison Osterfield

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Siren!Reader, bit of Tom Holland x Siren!Reader

Summary: Singing at sea is dangerous if you don’t know the creatures that lurk beneath the oceans surface.

Wordcount: 2k

Warnings: Siren stuff, implications of rape, nothing explicit, mentions of death, angst.

Masterlist

There hadn’t even been a ripple in the water. Not the slightest wave to announce the arrival of the beautiful woman that swam before him in the water. Tom stopped humming, his eyes widened when he saw her. She gave him the sweetest smile he had ever seen.

“Was that you who sang so pretty?” her voice was soft and her tone melted in his ears, making his brain go mushy. The sound of her voice made every other sound he had ever heard appear dull.

“Eh yeah,” he answered unsurely. He bowed down from the back of the ship, studying her face. Plush lips, beautiful eyes, and soft skin. Not a blemish on it. “Who are you?”

Her giggle was heavenly. Tom had never heard something so pretty before, and in that moment he was sure he would never hear something as pretty ever again. Somewhere in the back of his head alarm bells rang. Mermaids weren’t to be trusted, they were vile creatures. But something as stunning as her couldn’t be vile. He pushed the thought far away and focused back on the creature before him. Her tail was iridescent, it seemed to change colour before his eyes. Her giggle died out, and she swam a bit closer to the ship. To Tom. The ship seemed to sway beneath his feet.

“I’m Meri. What is your name dear?" He hated pet names, but he couldn’t find himself to correct her.

"Tom" he stumbled over his words.

"Hi Tom," she showed a bright smile, "you were singing, can you sing more for me?” she said, pushing her hair away from her face. Tom had never been unsure of his singing voice, but with her listening…

“Please,” her eyes seemed to take him in and he leaned closer, further over the railing. Her eyes were big, a blue greenish colour. It seemed like all the stars reflected in them. They were enchanting.

“Okay,” he said.

He stopped, but she seemed to want more. She had swam even closer, and now her arms were on the railing of the ship. She hung on the side, he could reach out and touch her if she wanted. Her eyes bored into Toms, keeping him focused on her.

O lovely rose

My sweet soul

Don't leave me to die

In courtly love

“Sing some more,” she didn’t need much longer, he was almost fully under her power. Taking him would be a piece of cake, only a matter of time. Just a few more seconds and he would be lost. He seemed so innocent she almost felt sorry, but she knew even the most innocent looking ones were terrible once given the chance. No mercy. Tom opened his mouth and started singing again, his voice securer than the first time.

Rescue me already

From my pining

Heart of my heart, don’t leave me to suffer,

O beautiful rose

Oh my sweet soul

The last sentence she sang with him, her voice high and seducing.

“Don't leave me to die in courtly love,” her hands went up to his face, bringing his lips in for his final kiss,-

“Tom! Get away from there now!” a man came running toward the back of the ship, and she felt Tom slipping through her fingers. Damnit.

“Tom go back to the room, I’ll deal with her,”

“But Harrison she,-”

“Was going to kill you, go Tom. Please,” the man said. Meri watched as Tom turned around and walked out of sight.

"Get lost mermaid," his voice was harsh and raw, a sharp contrast with her sultry tones.

"Now tell me, dear Harrison, why would I do that?"

"Because if you stay around I am going to have to do something about it," Harrisons right hand slipped to the knife on his belt. Meri was still calm and collected, a soft smile gracing her features.

“What are you gonna do then?” she asked, letting her tail float in the water.

“I might kill you,”

“And yet you men always wonder why it is we target you,” she sighed, rolling her eyes.

“What do you mean?” confusion laced Harrisons voice.

“Why do you think we hate you? Not because of your pretty faces,”

“You are evil creatures,”

“No we are not,” Meri sighed, her tail disappeared under the water. She swam more upright. “We might be monsters, but there are not many in the waters who are fully evil dear. Most of us have a motive,”

“Do you?” he sounded bitter.

“Yes. But I should be leaving, thank me later for sparing your life,” suddenly the water before him was empty, like she had never been there.

Harrison stood at the rear of the ship. They were at sea for two weeks now, sailing back home from business in the states. They would be on the ship for at least a week more. Tonight was the first night he had trouble sleeping. His encounter with the mermaid last night had kept him on the edge all day. Meri, Tom had told him her name. Harrison had always been better at foreign languages than Tom, quickly realising it was Finnish. Meri, sea. The name suited her kind. Evil mermaids. Her words yesterday had stirred something inside him. Most of us have a motive.

“What are you thinking about?” his head snapped up. There she was, floating in the water before him, a playful smile on her face. “Frowning causes wrinkles,”

“Couldn’t sleep. Why are you here?”

“I saw you standing there, looking miserable as can be, so I thought I might as well keep you some company,”

“Oh,” Harrison wasn’t sure what to say.

“You know, not so long ago I was where you are now. Standing on the back of a ship, staring into the darkness.” she said, changing the subject.

“So?” What was she trying to tell him? Harrison was confused.

“Well the danger for me wasn’t in the water. It was on the ship. I hadn’t expected them to try something, but sadly, men can’t be trusted.”

“Men can’t be trusted? What happened?” Harrison wasn’t sure if he would like her answer.

“What do you think happens when a woman is alone on a ship with twenty men? I thought my status would protect me,” she laughed bitterly, “It didn’t.” although her words were bitter her face was carefully neutral. The boy seemed for a loss at words.

“Is that how you ended up,” he vaguely gestured to her tail.

“I tried fighting. Injured one of them badly. They took it to the captain and I was to be set overboard. Fighting is strictly forbidden. Touching what isn’t yours to touch, not so much,”

“Oh god,” his face had turned pale from her horrible story, but she still seemed relaxed..

“And when I fell into the water I thought I’d drown, but instead I felt nothing. Black out and then,” she flopped your tail. “Here I am,”

“I am so sorry that happened.”

“See? I do have a motive. And a pretty good one,”

“Sorry that happened to you. Not all men are like that though,”

“No, not all of them,” she said, her voice small and weary.

“So you are all some kind of fallen women,” he was startled by her loud hiss. Fangs appeared and all of a sudden she wasn’t as pretty anymore. As quickly as it came it went away. A sad look remained.

“Fallen women. That’s one way to look at it. It’s getting light again, the sun's gonna get up. I’m leaving.”

“Will I see you again?” the question left his lips without him even thinking about it.

“Perhaps,” and with that she dove under, and with a flash of her tail she was gone.

The next evening Harrison stood on the rear of the ship. His eyes were fixed on the water, searching for a movement in the water. His meeting with the mermaid yesterday had been in his head all day. He hadn’t been able to sleep after she had gone, and he had only gotten a short nap this afternoon. He didn’t know why he was so fascinated by her, but he hadn’t stopped thinking about what she told him.

Mermaids were always described as terrible creatures, monsters. His parents told him all about it. Mermaids are vile, evil creatures that had as only purpose killing innocent sailors. But her origin story seemed to turn it all around. Was she the one to blame? He shook his head, trying to forget about the warnings. He opened his mouth, and started singing softly.

Something moved in the water, and he stopped singing.

Now is the month of maying,

When merry lads are playing, fa la,

Each with his bonny lass

Upon the greeny grass. Fa la.

“That could be fatal, Harrison,” he heard her voice before he saw her. Her voice was just as sweet as last night.

“Is it?”

“You have no idea what is in the ocean, or who might come up to the surface,”

“Sorry,” his cheeks turned a sweet tone of red.

“Don’t be, rather be careful,”

“We were warned today,” Harrison slipped out.

“What do you mean,”

“Warned for you,” she remained silent, “Mermaids, another ship closeby has lost a man to you,”

“I see. And, what did they say about us?” her question made Harrison clearly uncomfortable.

“Well, that mermaids are monsters,”

“Do you think I am a monster?” she shot back.

“No.” his answer was short but sure.

“I wish I was that certain about it,” a bitter smile flashed across her face, “I was going to drown Tom you know,”

“I don’t think that is your fault. You were made to do this,”

“I like your positive view on it, but I am a monster Harrison,” The sadness in her voice made Harrison’s heart ache. Why was she so sad?

“I don’t think you are a monster. Sun up is coming, see you tomorrow?”

“Sure.”

She was conflicted. Her instincts told her she was playing a dangerous game. She should not go back to his ship. He was almost out of her territory anyways. But she wanted to see him. She wanted him. Him and him alone. But she knew that was egoistic. He had a life on the shore. He had friends, a wife perhaps? Maybe a special girl? And even if he wanted, who was to say if the turning process would work? There really wasn’t a thing she could do, she had to let him go. But one last time…

“I almost thought you weren’t going to show up,” Harrison said when Meri resurfaced.

“I wasn’t sure either,” she said, “This is the last time we see each other.”

“What? Why?” he was confused, “We don’t arrive at the port for four more days.”

“Because you are leaving my territory. It was nice to have met you Harrison,” her voice showed the most emotion he had ever heard. But he understood. “I wish it were different. I will try to keep your ship safe until you reach the border of my family’s territory,”

“Thank you Meri, for letting me get to know you,” he said. She extended her hand, and he unsurely shook it. “And thanks for not killing me I suppose,” They laughed. The remaining hours before dusk were spent talking and laughing.

“Can I,-” Harrison hesitated, “Can I kiss you?” She didn’t reply, instead wrapping her arms around his neck, pressing her lips against his. The kiss was warm, soft and sweet. A goodbye.

“You might be the only one who ever kissed a siren without dying straight after,” she joked, before wiping the tear of her cheek. “Goodbye Harrison.” Before he could reply she dove under, to never be seen again.

#harrison osterfield #harrison osterfield x reader #Harrison Osterfield imagine #My writing #Mermaid au #Siren Au

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ili91-efp · 4 years ago

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DRAMA QUIZ (2020)

In risposta al tag di @dilebe06

Dopo un anno che sappiamo tutti come sia andato, almeno quello relativo ai drama è andato decisamente bene, quindi non vedevo l’ora che fosse di nuovo il momento per il quiz dramoso di fine anno.

Lista drama visti = 45

Corea (18): Psychopath Diary, My Holo Love, Welcome2Life, Crash Landing On You, Romance is a Bonus Book, Beautiful World, The Bride of Habaek, Extracurricular, Soulmate, The Greatest Love, The King Eternal Monarch, It's Okay not to Be Okay, Where Your Eyes Linger, Flower of Evil, Mr. Heart, Lie After Lie, When Camellia Blooms, Circle.

Tawain (4): History 3: Make Our Days Count, Autumn's Concerto, Someday or one day, Lost Romance.

Cina (9): Princess Silver, Dr. Cutie, Under The Power, Well Intended Love 2, Love Better Than Immortality, The Romance of Tiger and Rose, I've Fallen for you, To Get Her, My Unicorn Girl.

Giappone (2): Janus No Kagami, An Incurable Case of Love.

Thailandia (11): TharnType, Until We Meet Again, Why R U?, Kleun Cheewit, 2gether, Khun Mae Suam Roy, My Engineer, Leh Ratree, Roomate, Still 2gether, Love By Chance 2: A Chance to Love

Filippine (1): Gameboys

1) Drama preferito del 2020: Someday or One Day

(precedentemente postata da ij997)

Quest’anno non c’è The Untamed, quindi pensavo sarebbe stata dura decidere il drama preferito, ma poi Someday or One Day mi ha colpito come un fulmine. Ha spazzato tutti i miei dubbi e si è conquistato un posto in questa categoria (e non solo in questa categoria…) per la sua profondità, le sorprese, i temi trattati, i personaggi, la coppia principale, gli attori, le ost, la trama ingarbugliata… tutto un insieme di cose che lo hanno reso un drama che ti entra nel cuore e senza alcun dubbio il drama di questo 2020.

2) l’ultimo drama che hai visto quest’anno: Lost Romance

Direi di aver chiuso l’anno in bellezza! Lost Romance è stato davvero un bel drama, con una trama coinvolgente, ottimi dialoghi, personaggi interessanti e anche molto divertente. Se non lo avete ancora visto, ve lo consiglio spassionatamente! Vale assolutamente le sue 20+ ore di visione.

3) Un attore e un attrice che hai scoperto quest’anno: The Romance of Tiger and Rose e Someday or One Day

(precedentemente postata da belsmultifandommess)

Zhao Lusi. Oltre che essere una brava attrice, è stata una bella scoperta perché è estremamente divertente, dentro e fuori dal set. Visto che mi è piaciuta tanto, ho finito per vedermi anche Love Better Than Immortality (che non era male, ma era troppo lungo) e nel 2021 vorrei recuperare il suo nuovo Dating in the Kitchen.

Greg Hsu. L’uomo che ha un sole in faccia piuttosto che un sorriso per quanto ti abbaglia. Ma a parte questo, è stato una piacevolissima scoperta con il suo ruolo multiplo in Someday or One Day, in cui oltre a riuscire a interpretare più di una parte (restiamo generici per non fare spoiler), a 30 anni suonati è riuscito a interpretare il 17enne, il 20ish-enne e il 39enne e risultare SEMPRE credibile.

4) Un drama che hai visto che sapevi che non era il tuo genere ma che poi ti è piaciuto: Circle

Io non credo di avere un “non genere” quindi questa domanda era difficile, però forse è lo sci-fi quello che tendo a vedere di meno, tra l’altro pure mescolato agli “alieni” (fra virgolette perché alla fine non hanno tutta questa importanza), però mi è piaciuto veramente tanto, tanto (basta vedere tutte le categorie che si è aggiudicato). Mi ha colpito per la sua trama, per l’impostazione molto originale e soprattutto per quanto ti faceva pensare con le sue tematiche. Non mi aspettavo affatto che mi impressionasse così tanto.

5) Personaggio con la migliore evoluzione: Lost Romance

He Ming Li, sorella maggiore del protagonista. [SPOILER] I primi episodi... l’ho odiata. ODIATA. Giuro, mi ispirava istinti omicidi, speravo soffrisse immensamente. Ma poi... il drama è stato bravo. Mi ha fatto vedere altri lati di lei e ho cominciato a capirla, mentre intanto pensavo che non importa quando potessi capirla, comunque lei stava sbagliando. Poi è stata tradita dalla persona a lei più vicina (beh, no, quella è il suo bodyguard...) e ha passato momenti terribili. Ed è cambiata. Almeno un po’. Mi è piaciuto che il suo personaggio non sia affatto stato snaturato. Ha cominciato a rivalutare il lead, suo fratello, e a rivedere i suoi sbagli, arrivando pure ad ammettere i suoi limiti e decidere che era il momento di pagare per i propri errori. Tra l’altro ha uno dei dialoghi migliori della serie che da che la odiavo sono quasi arrivata a farmela piacere. E’ bello che il drama non giustifichi i suoi sbagli e non cerchi di risolvere a tarallucci e vino il suo non-rapporto con il lead, ma è sicuramente migliorata tanto e bisogna dargliene merito.

6) Drama che ti è piaciuto meno: My Holo Love

E lo dico con orgoglio. Questo maledetto drama è stato amatissimo dal pubblico italiano e io ho finito per odiarlo a morte. Non aveva senso. E non perché fosse sci-fi, ma perché era assurdo oltre ogni dire che la lead non si rendesse conto che quando il lead si è finto Holo (un ologramma con le sembianze del creatore, il lead per l’appunto), non si sia resa conto che accanto a sé ci fosse un essere umano corporeo. Un essere umano che respira, che ha sostanza, che emette calore. E la cosa è andata avanti per parecchio tempo. La mia sospensione dell’incredulità non si è infranta, si è POLVERIZZATA. E poi il drama è diventato noioso oltre ogni misura, giusto per peggiorare la cosa.

7) Un drama che non eri sicura che avresti finito: When The Camellia Blooms

Onestamente, fino alla... 5°-6° puntata ero sul punto di mollarlo ogni dannato momento. Non mi piaceva il protagonista, mi annoiava da morire il drama e la coppia era una delle peggiori assortite che avessi mai visto, con zero chimica. Però... ho continuato perché una mia amica mi ha detto che dopo lo scoglio dei primi episodi, il resto era meglio. Così è stato. Finalmente gli autori hanno messo da parte la coppia principale (cioè, erano sempre importanti, ma meno di prima) e si sono concentrati sulla parte thriller. Meno male. O non avrei resistito. Non fraintendiamo, nel complesso lo ritengo un drama così così, ma la seconda parte ha dei punti positivi e la parte thriller era interessante.

8) Protagonista maschile preferito: Someday or One Day

(precedentemente postata da linglyz)

Li Zi Wei, il protagonista di Someday or One Day, ne ha affrontate tantissime in soli 13 episodi, finendo per scalzare tutti i suoi avversari a mani basse. L’abbiamo visto in tante versioni diverse, varie fasi della sua vita che ogni volta lo avevano fatto maturare e gli avevano tolto un po’ del suo sorriso allegro a causa delle tante disgrazie. Ha affrontato di tutto pur di tornare dalla sua amata, senza arrendersi mai fino alla fine, nonostante sembrasse che tutti i suoi sacrifici e gli sforzi non venissero affatto ripagati. Va premiato per aver atteso in silenzio, anche quando sarebbe bastato prendere un aereo per rivederla. Ma poi si merita questo premio per il carisma del suo personaggio, il suo buon cuore e per il suo sorriso mescolato a sguardo innamorato che avrebbe sciolto un iceberg. Bonus: Qiu Yue di Love Better the Immortality, che merita una citazione per essere il protagonista, ma anche un po’ il villain della storia e non è cosa da tutti i giorni.

9 ) Protagonista femminile preferita: Under The Power

(precedentemente postata da dramalordess)

Ho escluso quella di Someday Or One Day (e mi è costato) perché seriamente quel drama compare in già troppe categorie e quella di It’s Not To Be Okay, perché ad ogni post in cui si chiede chi è il personaggio femminile migliore compare sempre, sempre lei (anche basta!). Pertanto osanniamo Jin Xian, la protagonista di Under The Power, perché è sveglia, forte di carattere, una vera ventata di aria fresca rispetto a tante lead troppo lagnose e con l’abitudine di farsi salvare di continuo. Jinxian e Lu Yi si salvano a vicenda un sacco di volte nella serie e lui non deve passare il tempo a farle da guardia del corpo visto che lei si sa difendere benissimo da sola. Poi è intelligente e lei e il protagonista sono due investigatori molto capaci.

10) Miglior Coppia: Soulmate e Someday or One Day

Sì, è un ex aequo. È stata una dura lotta già così perché ero indecisa con quella di Princess Silver (ho un debole per le power couple) o anche di puntare su cose tipo l’amore contrastato in Crash Landing On You, quello romantico e separato da due universi diversi in The King o quello controverso con una chimica stellare in Kleun Cheewit. Erano tutte scelte interessanti, ma come poteva non vincere un drama il cui titolo è Soulmate (Anime Gemelle), oppure uno, Someday or One Day, in cui i protagonisti hanno continuato a venire separati da salti temporali, anni diversi in cui vivevano, dalla morte e da una ragazzina depressa? I due protagonisti di Soulmate sono due anime gemelle che non fanno altro che incrociarsi mancandosi di un pelo e avere un sottile filo che li collega (metaforicamente parlando), fino a che il destino non deciderà che è arrivato il loro momento di conoscersi sul serio (cioè quando gli autori hanno avuto pietà di me e li hanno fatti incontrare). Indimenticabile la scena in cui lei telefona a uno sconosciuto in lacrime e risponde lui, che le fa ascoltare una canzone per consolarla.

(precedentemente postata da theloveepiphany)

Per quanto riguarda Someday or One Day, anche qui il destino la fa da padrone. E’ difficile trovare due persone più destinate di Li Zi Wei e Huang Yu Xuan, che si sono incontrati e innamorati in varie fasi della loro vita, a volte in cui era più grande lei, a volte lui, a volte avevano la stessa età, ma non contava perché erano destinati e lo saranno sempre. E anche rimescolando completamente le carte non cambierebbe nulla, qualcosa tra loro nascerebbe qualcosa a prescindere. E se lei lo perdesse non riuscirebbe mai a dimenticarselo, e se lui dovesse aspettare anche una vita per poterla rivedere lo farebbe, perché ne varrebbe la pena.

11) Miglior scena d’azione: Flower Of Evil

Direi che un po’ a tutti l’episodio 15 di Flower of Evil abbia stroncato una coronaria o due. È più un misto tra scena d’azione e psicologica, ma di sicuro ha colpito nel segno per lasciare con il fiato sospeso. Ancora ho i brividi per Joon Gi che dice al cattivo di scappare perché non vuole che la sua vendetta termini troppo presto. W. O. W.

12) Il peggior outfit?: Autumn’s Concerto

Penso sia indimenticabile Mu Cheng in Autumn’s Concerto. Sicuramente non aiuta che il drama abbia ben 11 anni e sia del 2009, ma Mu Cheng si vestiva proprio da poveraccia! Nemmeno quando si sposa con uno foderato di quattrini migliora un attimino. Ma anche un minimo, giusto per non sembrare una semplice domestica accanto a lui invece che la moglie. Mi ricordo un episodio imbarazzante in cui trascorrono 3 giorni e lei ha sempre gli stessi vestiti! Orribili, tra l’altro. Sembrava la cugina poveraccia di Cenerentola.

13) Il drama più datato che hai visto in questo 2020: Soulmate (2006).

Beh, prima di tutto grazie, Diletta, per avermi consigliato roba vecchia-vecchia, così so cosa mettere in questa categoria! Soulmate è un drama molto particolare, l’unico che abbia visto in cui i protagonisti ci mettono secoli a incontrarsi (tipo... metà drama). Le coppie rappresentate sono moderne e attuali, realistiche, anche di più di drama di adesso, nonostante i quasi 15 anni di differenza.

14) Hai droppato drama? quali?: King2Hearts, Su Yu e Tribes and Empires

Io non droppo molto, ma ogni tanto sì. Quest’anno in modo particolare, ho detto addio a ben tre drama. Il primo King2Hearts. Ho visto 5 episodi, ma poi mi sono chiesta PERCHE’ lo stessi vedendo, perché non mi stava prendendo come pensavo avrebbe fatto. Non avevo nessuno stimolo a vedere l’episodio successivo e visto che non era nemmeno tanto breve come drama, ho preferito lasciar perdere. Su Yu. Con questo sono arrivata quasi a metà, 10 episodi di 24. E’ il tipo di drama che vedo quando mi fa di vedere un cinese storico romantico di quelli leggeri. Nonostante una partenza divertente e incoraggiante, dopo 3-4 episodi si è subito perso ed è partita la noia. L’idea era di iniziare qualcos’altro e smezzarlo per portarlo comunque a termine visto che ero quasi a metà e gli episodi cinesi sono corti, ma alla fine ho cominciato a vedere 4-5 drama, uno dietro l’altro, portandoli a termine, ma senza vedere nemmeno un episodio di Su Yu. Ho ammesso la sconfitta. Tribes and Empires. Ne ho viste solo 3. L’idea era di seguirlo con la programmazione italiana perché volevo sostenere RAI 4 che ne aveva portato uno e l’aveva pure doppiato interamente, ma complice la programmazione scomoda e il fatto che sia troppo, troppo lungo, il patriottismo si è spento subito.

15) Miglior Momento comico: The Romance of Tiger and Rose

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aQwewLaDdiA

Zhao Lusi è una garanzia di comicità, quindi come non citare questa scena in parte anche improvvisata dall’attrice con QianQian che completamente ubriaca non riconosce il suo stesso marito e vorrebbe rapirlo per maritarlo di nuovo nel modo più adorabile che si possa mai concepire?

Bonus: My Unicorn Girl. La madre di lui che dice ai protagonisti di non baciarsi in pubblico e lei che risponde che lo stava aiutando. La madre che fa: “Ah, così lo stavi aiutando?” Mostrandole la foto di loro in divisa da hockey che si baciano, e il lead: “Sì, è così che mi aiuta.” (Lo stava aiutando sul serio!)

16) Miglior bacio: Lost Romance

Io, in realtà, sapevo GIA’ a chi avrei assegnato questa categoria (It’s okay not to be okay), era una vittoria già decisa, non pensavo che un taiwanese, l’ultimo drama che ho concluso per di più, sarebbe entrato di prepotenza nel quizzone e si sarebbe rubato lo scettro per miglior bacio. Ed è pure meritatissimo. Ho quasi abbassato il riscaldamento (SIAMO A DICEMBRE! E io vivo al nord! E ODIO il freddo!) dopo aver visto questo bacio, mi sono pure chiesta se non mi fossi sbagliata e non si trattasse affatto di un drama taiwanese, visto che sembrava uscito da una serie tv occidentale. Ero veramente senza parole.

17) Miglior Villain: Flower of the Evil

(precedentemente postata da lysieblu)

Mi è spiaciuto tantissimo escludere lo psicopatico di Psychopath Diary o anche quello di Someday or One Day (che poteva farsi un pelo più furbo alla fine), ma può vincere un solo psicopatico e quello di Flower of the Evil era indimenticabile, così come la sua infernale mania di mangiarsi le unghie. Che mania dannatamente odiosa. Però l’attore era una cosa incredibile, anche per questo il personaggio mi è piaciuto tanto, l’interpretazione era strepitosa.

18) Peggior Villain: To Get Her

Il realtà il drama mi è piaciuto, ma il villain, quello reale, non quello del videogioco, è un po’... insensato? Blocca o cerca di bloccare i protagonisti nel videogioco e fa di tutto per peggiorare ulteriormente la situazione totalmente senza un motivo sensato. Tra l’altro il protagonista era pure discretamente famoso, quindi si sarebbe pure ritrovato in mezzo istante l’attenzione dei media. Onestamente ci si poteva lavorare di più su questa parte. Apprezzo il cercare di spiegare, una volta tanto, perché ai protagonisti succedano determinate cose fantastiche a parte il classico “perché sì”, ma se devi inventarti villain che agiscono in modo insensato, evita, anche il “perché sì” ha il suo fascino in quel caso.

19) Peggior Ship: Dr. Cutie

Ne ho avute almeno 3 tra cui scegliere (tra gli esclusi abbiamo When the camellia blooms per la totale mancanza di chimica e Well Intended Love 2 perché, anche se c’è stato un miglioramento rispetto alla prima stagione, Ling è pur sempre Ling). Alla fine ha “vinto” Dr. Cutie perché trovo indimenticabile che lei che si faccia tutto un film che il suo lui le abbia ucciso i genitori e quindi lo pugnali. Non se ne pente. Viene arrestata, poi dato che lui è scemo nonostante abbia rischiato la vita, la fa liberare dalla madre che giustamente voleva la sua testa. Poi il lead la raggiunge su un ponte, ancora ferito, per parlarle. Lei non sente ragioni, ancora non è pentita del suo gesto. Lo molla lì come un cane nonostante sia pallido come un cencio e mentre si allontana le ferite si aggravano e lui sviene. Ops, ferite infette. L'ho detto che lei è un medico? Perché lo è. In teoria. Poi, finalmente, lei si fa avanti per aiutarlo, anche se prima ha la brillante idea di dire "non pensavo di essere andata così in profondità (con il coltello)". Come se il problema fosse quello. (Cioè, anche quello, ma chi ti ha dato la licenza?) Ripeto. Medico. L'episodio dopo si sposano. Ah, non prima che lui si SCUSI per aver imbastito un piano per catturare il cattivo senza dirle nulla. Sto ancora aspettando le scuse di lei. Ah, no. Ops, il drama è finito.

20) Miglior Colonna Sonora: The Romance of Tiger and Rose

Secondo spotify ho ascoltato una delle ost di The Romance of Tiger and Rose più di 50 volte (da luglio) e anche un’altra non scherza, quindi direi che ci può essere un solo vincitore per questa categoria. Bonus: Last Dance di Wu Bai, perché Someday or One Day ci ha addirittura fatto una trama su questa canzone. Anzi, tutto il drama ruota su questa canzone. Last Dance è praticamente la fata madrina della serie.

21) Miglior ambientazione: Circle

Il 2037, nel suo essere futuristico ma non troppo è stata un’ambientazione davvero affascinante, sia la parte ambientata nella parte povera dove l’inquinamento la fa da padrone e ci sono gli allarmi quando raggiunge livelli pericolosi, sia a Smart City, dove la gente ha le emozioni tenute sotto controllo da un chip.

22) Miglior scena WTF: Someday or One Day

[SPOILER SPOILER!] Scoprire che lo psicopatico si è praticamente auto-reso psicopatico auto-insegnandosi le cose più orribili che vi possano venire in mente è stato abbastanza scioccante, ma in realtà tutta la serie è piena di momenti WTF?!, tra lo scoprire tutto il “viaggio” di Li Zi Wei, che il registratore non c’entrava un tubo, e altro…

23) Personaggio più intelligente: Extracurricular

(precedentemente postata da loveisactivated)

Oh Ji-soo, giovanissimo protagonista di Extracurricular e piccolo criminale in erba, si inventa un’attività di protezione di prostitute, in cui nessuno dei suoi collaboratori l’ha mai visto in faccia. E stava andando tutto bene. Stava riuscendo a raccogliere il denaro che gli serviva per avere finalmente la vita normale che tanto sognava, poi però Bae Gyu-ri, sua compagna di scuola, scopre tutto e nonostante mi sia partita la ship, lei porta più guai che miglioramenti. Anzi, diciamo che porta solo disgrazie. Però il lead si impegna veramente un casino in quello che fa, pecca solo molto con l’inesperienza dovuta alla sua giovane età, ma l’intelligenza non gli mancava di certo. La fortuna, di quella gliene mancava molta.

24) Personaggio meno intelligente: Lie After Lie

Indimenticabile il fatto che la cattiva di Lie After Lie avrebbe vinto se semplicemente non avesse fatto NIENTE. Nessuno sospettava di lei, alla lead importava solo della figlia, e invece con la sua ostinazione a odiare la lead e fargliene passare di tutti i colori, un accanimento SENZA MOTIVO peraltro, ha mandato tutto in malora spingendo la protagonista a cercare la verità e facendosi scoprire. IDIOTA.

25) Miglior personaggio comico: Psychopath Diary

(precedentemente postata da ryn-s)

Merito anche dell’espressionissimo attore, il protagonista di Psychopath Diary è risultato il personaggio più divertente dell’anno. Ma non pensate che sia solo una storia divertente, il drama si distingue anche per una parte thriller un po’ al limite dell’assurdo, ma decisamente interessante.

26) Miglior Second lead maschile e femminile: Lost Romance e Romance is a bonus book

Per quanto riguarda Lost Romance, mi è piaciuto come il second lead maschile avesse un trama tutta sua, totalmente estranea alla protagonista. Sì, finisce per provare dei sentimenti per lei, ma le cose che ricordo con più piacere sono i loro momenti d’amicizia e soprattutto tutto il mistero dietro il suo personaggio e la tanta agognata conclusione.

Per quanto riguarda Romance is a bonus book, è uno di quei rarissimissimi casi in cui la second lead è mille volte meglio della supposta protagonista, che ha più chimica con un Lee Jong Suk ancora più affascinante del solito e non è affatto malvagia. Se il drama avesse fatto un giro di 180° e la meravigliosa Song Hae Rin, un personaggio a tutto tondo, con pregi e difetti, avesse conquistato il cuore del protagonista, io sarei stata in prima fila ad applaudire.

27) Peggior Second lead maschile e femminile: Princess Silver e Autumn’s Concerto

Il second lead di Princess Silver che ha torturato la lead per sbaglio perché pensava fosse un’altra trasformata da lei (storia lunga), mentre il lead in tre nani secondi si è reso conto che era proprio la sua amata, finendo per far fare una figura barbinissima al second. E basterebbe questo. Ma ha continuato a girare intorno alla protagonista che non l’avrebbe ricambiato manco in un milione di anni e nonostante ci fosse una poveraccia che gli veniva dietro da secoli (chissà perché). La second lead di Autumn’s Concerto ha costruito tutta la sua relazione su una bugia. Quello che mi scoccia di lei è che il drama ha fatto di tutto per farmela piacere... fallendo miseramente. Non ha aiutato il fatto che si sia fatta manovrare pure lei dalla madre del lead.

28) Miglior momento triste: Princess Silver

SPOILER DI UNA SCENA A META’ DRAMA: Momento triste e romantico al tempo stesso. Indimenticabile la scena Rong Le ha le allucinazioni (di nuovo, a causa di quel cretino del second lead) e Wu You le fa assumere l’antidoto baciandola, nonostante lei l’abbia appena pugnalato al cuore per sbaglio. Quando lei torna in sé e si rende conto di ciò che ha fatto, i capelli le diventano bianchi per il dolore. Un fantastico momento. (Non è il finale, tranquilli, dopo ci sono più di altri venti episodi).

29) Peggior finale: Soulmate

(originariamente postata da dilebe06)

[SPOILER] Il drama mi è piaciuto moltissimo, ma il finale era un po’... incompleto. Per carità, non è che volessi chissà cosa, ma credo che dopo tutta la fatica che hanno fatto i due a incontrarsi, mi meritassi e si meritassero qualcosa di più del “forse si incontreranno perché sono destinati”. Eh, okay, ma mi sarebbe bastato anche vederli incrociarsi e notarsi. Autori infami e ingrati.

30) Miglior Bromance: Someday or One Day

(precedentemente postata da ij997)

In realtà qui avevo intenzione di mettere Circle, ma dato che anche Someday era in lista e Circle volevo inserirlo per la stessa motivazione in un’altra categoria più avanti, alla fine hanno prevalso i due amici di Someday or One Day. Li Zi Wei e Mo Jun Jie, entrambi personaggi sfigatissimi, uniti da una profonda amicizia che è partita dall’infanzia fino a… fattacci. Sono rimasti uniti nonostante a volte litigassero, nonostante le incomprensioni, nonostante parte dei fattacci di cui sopra, nonostante a entrambi piacesse la stessa ragazza (ma in realtà no). La scena bonus non ha fatto altro che rendere tutto più dolce.

31) Miglior attore e Migliore attrice: It’s Okay Not To Be Okay e Someday or One Day

Per gli uomini, mi sarebbe piaciuto tantissimo premiare Darren Chen (che quasi non ho riconosciuto seguendo My Unicorn Girl per quanto era migliorato), ma alla fine ha prevalso Oh Jung Se per il suo ruolo di Moon San Tae in It’s Okay Not To Be Okay. Ha interpretato in modo realistico il suo personaggio e il disturbo - l’autismo - di cui soffriva, così come lo sviluppo caratteriale e il rapporto con il fratello e la protagonista. E’ stato l’attore che mi ha colpito maggiormente in tutto il drama.

Alice Ke non ha solo dovuto interpretare due personaggi diversi per Someday or One Day che erano praticamente agli opposti, ma a volte anche una che si fingeva l’altra e lo faceva in modo eccelso. E’ stata così brava nel ruolo che molto spesso ti scordavi che l’attrice era la stessa e non due diverse, al punto che adoravo la protagonista così come mal sopportavo la Depressa e non contava affatto che avessero la stessa faccia. Bravissima.

32) Il personaggio che hai amato di più: Beautiful World

Ovviamente ho escluso Li Zi Wei di Someday Or One Day perché ho perso il conto delle volte in cui ho nominato questo drama nel quizzone. Alla fine ho voluto andare sul non banale e ho scelto Joon Seok. Personaggio davvero interessante. Era pieno di contraddizioni, mi è piaciuto proprio per questo. Se da un lato sembrava che degli altri non gliene fregasse nulla, dall'altro era devastato per Seun Ho e le sue azioni. E' sostanzialmente un bravo ragazzo, ma con dei lati oscuri (qualche tendenza sociopatica per esempio), che anziché essere soffocati, sono stati portati all'eccesso dal comportamento inqualificabile dei propri genitori. Badate bene, Joon Seok non è un santo, è piuttosto menefreghista e ha tendenze violente, ma anche l'ambiente in cui si cresce conta e quello in cui viveva questo ragazzo era terribile sotto ogni aspetto. E' stato interessante scoprire sempre più lati di lui man mano che la serie proseguiva che lo hanno reso un personaggio completo.

33) il personaggio che hai odiato di più: Love Better Than Immortality

Ovviamente, non scelgo mai un antagonista per questa categoria, sarebbe troppo vincere facile, quindi ecco il personaggio più odioso che in teoria non dovrei odiare: Xiao Bai di Love Better than Immortality, aka il second lead del drama. Il bello è che i primi… venti-trenta minuti, lui sembra il protagonista e anche se non capisci perché subito percepisci che gli manca qualcosa (il carisma) e ci resti male. Poi compare finalmente il protagonista, lo guardi e fai: aaaaaah (cit. Il Trono del Muori). All’inizio non lo odi subito, è una cosa che si sviluppa con il tempo. Perché man mano che il personaggio si sviluppa, ti rendi conto quanto sia insopportabile e arrogante, come si creda questo grande eroe che patteggia per il bene e invece è solo uno stupido che farebbe cose anche crudeli e immorali per raggiungere quello che pensa sia giusto. Quella sua supponenza mi ha irritato sempre e sempre di più.

34) Quale personaggio vorresti essere e quale no?: Romance is a Bonus Book e Kleun Cheewit (2017)

Sì, ma... il 99% dei personaggi sono minimo orfani e hanno passato le peggiori disgrazie, che domanda è? Comunque... Dan-I di Romance is a Bonus Book che (togliamo la parte del matrimonio fallito) finisce a lavorare in una libreria (<3) e le viene dietro un Lee Jonk Suk particolarmente affascinante da ANNI. Ovviamente io sarei molto meno stupida di lei. Mentre non vorrei mai essere Jee di Kleun Cheewit, questa povera ragazza ne passa di tutti i colori. Viene drogata dal patrigno e quasi aggredita, riesce a scappare e investe una poveraccia per sbaglio a causa della droga che le era stata iniettata, viene trattata male dalle colleghe invidiose o gelose, dal lead che la odia perché gli ha investito la fidanzata, viene inseguita, ricattata, sparata, le muore l’unica persona che le voleva bene a un certo punto le viene pure la febbre e la madre si ricorda di esserlo solo dopo tipo... 12 puntate su 15. Ed è pure una brava persona!

35) Quale drama meriterebbe un sequel?: Circle

Non credo nei sequel, ma ammetto che mi piacerebbe veder risolte le cose lasciate in sospeso con Circle, vedi tutta la storia della protagonista e quel cliffhanger lasciato in sospeso alla fine. Sicuramente ci sarebbe abbastanza materiale almeno per dieci episodi. E comunque in generale non mi dispiacerebbe rivedere tutti i personaggi.

36) Una frase o una scena che ti è rimasta impressa ancora oggi: My Unicorn Girl

E’ un po’ barare, ma voglio premiare My Unicorn Girl per essere riuscito a fare una storyline sulle parole “ti amo” e renderla romantica e divertentissima al tempo stesso. Ogni volta mi ammazzavo dal ridere per la protagonista che le ripeteva (con un accento abbastanza terribile) senza rendersi conto del loro vero significato. Scena bonus SPOILER CRASH LANDING ON YOU: Il canto del cigno del second lead, con lui che decide di non scappare per l’ennesima volta, si arma di fucile e va a salvare la second lead.

37) Di quale drama faresti un rewatch adesso?: Someday or One Day

Odio i rewatch, io sono più per il rivedermi le scene piaciute più che la serie da capo, ma onestamente vorrei darmi un colpo in testa o usare il chip di Circle, dimenticarmi completamente di Someday or One Day e rivederla come se fosse la prima volta. E poi di nuovo. E di nuovo.

38) I 3 attori e le 3 attrici più belle: Kleun Cheewit (2017), It’s Okay Not To Be Okay, Lost Romance; Someday or One Day, My Unicorn Girl, Love Better Than Immortality

Donne: Yaya Urassaya Sperbund (Kleun Cheewit), Seo Ye Ji (It’s Okay Not To Be Okay), Kelly Liao (Lost Romance).

Uomini: Greg Hsu (Someday Or One Day), Darren Chen (My Unicorn Girl), Li Hong Yi (Love Better Than Immortality).

39) Un drama per riflettere, uno per piangere ed uno per rilassarti: Circle per riflettere, Autumn’s Concerto per piangere, My Unicorn Girl per rilassarsi

Avrei potuto vincere facile e scegliere Someday or One Day, ma no… doveva essere Circle. Quel drama che mi ha fatto riflettere sui chip che sopprimono i ricordi brutti permettendo alla persona di vivere con serenità. Mi ha fatto pensare che poteva essere una bella favola. Nonostante ritenessi già all’inizio che siamo quel che siamo per i nostri ricordi, tutti i nostri ricordi. Circle è una serie che fa pensare dall’inizio alla fine ed è uno dei suoi meriti.

Autumn’s Concerto, sebbene non sia angosciante come sembra presupporre la trama (tra malattie gravi e amnesie) è comunque un drama molto commovente, soprattutto nella prima parte, con Ren Guang Xi che scopre di essere malato poco dopo essersi innamorato della protagonista, che deve affrontare una situazione veramente difficile, tra dolori atroci e un’operazione rischiosa alle porte, con anche la madre che trama alle sue spalle e al fianco una persona che non fa che mentirgli (sì, Mu Cheng, ancora non ti ho perdonata), decisamente un periodo non facile e il drama trasmette alla perfezione tutto questo dolore.

Ho visto My Unicorn Girl nel classico momento giusto. Avevo bisogno di una serie con livello di stress inferiore allo zero e questa era PERFETTA. Lo vedevo proprio volentieri perché ogni episodio erano quaranta minuti di puro intrattenimento. Tra l’altro, anche Lost Romance è una serie simile ma con una qualità maggiore.

40) Peggior attore e peggior attrice: Love By Chance 2 e The Bride of Habaek

Plan Rathavit Kijworalak di Love By Chance perché anche se ho notato un leggero, infinitesimale miglioramento rispetto alla prima stagione, paga il fatto di essere il protagonista insieme a Mean questa volta, e quindi il suo essere un po’ meglio non basta. E’ comunque... parecchio imbarazzante seguire la sua recitazione, e in generale i tentativi di fargli avere scene romantiche con Mean con scarsi risultati.

Ero invece parecchio indecisa con l’attrice femminile perché non me n’è venuta in mente nessuna particolarmente terribile, quindi Shin Se Jyung di The Bride of Habaek paga il fatto che il drama mi ha annoiato da morire (inspiegabile che io l’abbia finito) e che la sua recitazione non fosse proprio nulla di che.

41) Una ship fittizia che shippi?: Circle

Ho adorato tantissimo i due protagonisti maschili della parte ambientata nel 2037 di Circle. Avevano una chimica immensa, litigavano come una coppia sposata, hanno avuto dei conflitti e tenevano l’uno all’altro. Una shipper come me con una cosa del genere ci poteva solo andare a nozze. E così è stato.

42) Una serie che merita più conoscenza: Someday or One Day

Se non me l’avessero consigliata, io questa serie probabilmente non l’avrei mai vista (anche perché la locandina è meh). E’ uscita lo scorso anno, ma non rammento di averne mai sentito parlare. E no, non va bene, perché se arrivo a dare 10 a una serie, allora quella serie sicuramente merita di essere conosciuta molto, molto di più. Vi rendete conto che avrei potuto non vederla MAI? Che perla mi sarei persa?

43) Se potessi resuscitare qualcuno…chi sarebbe?: Someday or One Day

(precedentemente postata da heynicki)

Il Wang originale di Someday or One Day ha avuto 5 minuti di scena (di numero), ma mi hanno colpito talmente tanto che avrei voluto vedere molto di più su di lui, avrei voluto uno spin-off, magari uno in cui si riprendeva (beh, tecnicamente sarebbe in coma irreversibile, ma direi che conta come morte) e viveva la sua vita e magari conosceva un ragazzo fantastico che lo avrebbe meritato. Tutto questo in 5 minuti, figuratevi se gli avessero dedicato un episodio intero, gli avrei fatto una statua.

44) Un oggetto/potere/abilità che vorresti: To Get Her

Il macchinario di To Get Her, magari funzionante, che ti permetteva di entrare nel videogioco e praticamente viverci dentro (al punto che realtà virtuale scansati che non vali niente), e ritornare nel presente se finisci le vite. Tra l’altro mentre nel videogioco passano anche mesi, nel mondo reale sono pochi minuti, quanto sarebbe divertente!

45) Se potessi uscire con un personaggio di un drama, chi sarebbe?: Romance is a Bonus Book

Solo uno? Cha Eun Ho, interpretato da Lee Jong Suk, era particolarmente affascinante e “charming” in questo drama, con il suo lavorare in una casa editrice e l’essere l’uomo che chiunque con un po’ di sale in zucca vorrebbe (tra Dan-I, perché lei è matta).

INFINE…UNA CHALLENGE: io so che nella lista avete drama inseriti nella categoria “prima o poi lo vedrò” e che ormai vegetano lì da mesi e mesi.

Bene, è ora di tenere fede agli impegni!

Prometto di recuperare Battle of Changsha (che è bello pesantuccio) e Doctor Stranger, entrambi del 2014, entro la fine del 2021! (Ce la farò???)

E con questo abbiamo finito! Anche quest’anno il quizzone è stato divertentissimo e se siete arrivati a leggere fino a qui... complimenti!

#kdrama #jdrama #twdrama #cdrama #lakorn #thaidrama #drama #quiz drama 2020 #tutti i drama dell'anno

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