#Tato James

[lastbluetardis]

Sacred New Beginnings (19/?)

Summary: James Noble thought he traded away his chance at love and a happy-ever-after when he signed a contract with a record label that turned him into an international celebrity. But a chance meeting in a dive bar may prove him wrong. Ten x Rose AU This Chapter: Explicit, ~5000 words AO3 || Ch1 | Ch2 | Ch3 | Ch4 | Ch5 | Ch6 | Ch7 | Ch8 | Ch9 | Ch10 | Ch11 | Ch12 | Ch13 | Ch14 | Ch15 | Ch16 | Ch17 | Ch18 |

James can hardly hear past the roar of his pulse in his ears as he is the sole focus of Jackie Tyler’s—(Jackie Peters’s? He’ll have to ask Rose what last name her mum has)—ire. Gone is the cheerful grin he’d seen in the photos Rose had sent of herself and her mother on holiday in Barcelona; now that joy is replaced with the sort of rage only a mother is capable of. 

He throws a desperate glance at the other adult in the room, but Tyler Peters is stunned into silence, his eyes locked on James as though he’d never seen a human being before.

Absurdly, this is what unfreezes James, and he throws out a stupid little, “Hello. I’m James Noble. Pleasure.”

“You’ve got a lot of nerve showin’ up here,” Jackie spits, stalking ever-closer. James regrets that he didn’t use the last two seconds to free himself from his position of being backed against the countertop. “Who the hell do you think you are?”

“Mummy! Daddy!”

Jackie whirls around to face the corridor at the sound of a tiny voice and pitter-patter of feet. She automatically crouches, and Tony gallops headlong into his mother’s waiting arms. She scoops him up and peppers kisses across his fair skin.

“Did you have a good night with sissy?” Jacke coos, stroking his hair away from his face. “She didn’t feed you any ice cream, did she?”

“Yeah! An’ made hotdogs and cheesy ‘tatoes, then we played Jus’ Dance, an’ James was there!”

“Oh?” Jackie asks, flashing James a withering glare. “When did he get here?”

“Yeah, he’s so fun!” Tony squeals, pivoting in his mother’s arms to beam at James. “He’s my fav’rite.”

Rose finally emerges from down the hall, her cheeks stained scarlet as she squeaks, “Hi, Mum. I expected you to text when you got here.”

“Oh, so you could hide this one somewhere?” Jackie scowls, gesturing to James.

“I… I wanted… I was gonna tell you…”

“What, that you let ‘im come weaslin’ back into your life? Did he come up with a sob story? Made it real convincin’, did he?”

“Jacks,” Tyler says quietly, inclining his head slightly towards Tony, who is still ensconced in his mother’s arms and watching the exchange curiously. “Let’s save it, eh?

Jackie purses her lips, then presses them to her son’s temple before handing the child to his father. “Take him outside, yeah? Meet you downstairs.”

“Five minutes,” Tyler warns. “This one needs to get to bed.” To his son, he chirps, “Say bye to sissy!”

“Bye-bye sissy! Gimme hugs and kisses!”

Rose tiptoes around her mother, not sparing her a glance as she scoops her little brother into her arms and gives him a couple of big twirls around the room.

“Spinny hug, spinny hug!” Tony screeches, clinging to Rose for dear life.

The sight makes something hollow ache in the pit of James’s gut. The siblings clearly adore each other, and Rose is so good with him.

“Bye-bye James!” Small hands tap his legs, and he realizes Tony is gesturing for a hug. He hesitates for only a fraction, but he can’t say no to those big brown eyes.

“G’night Tony,” he whispers, kneeling for a brief embrace. “Thanks for playing with me tonight.”

“All right, little man, wanna see who can race down the stairs fastest?” Tyler asks his son, ruffling Tony’s fair blond hair.

“Yeah! Onetwothreego!”

Tony bolts out of the flat, giggling madly, leaving his father to leisurely stroll behind him. Before Tyler closes the door behind him, he spins and says, “Good night, Rosie.”

“Night,” she mumbles, looking increasingly uncomfortable at the prospect of being left alone with her mother.

James nearly fumbles out an excuse to leave, but realizes that would be the most cowardly thing he’d ever done, and Rose deserves better than that. So he pulls on his big boy pants and turns to face the music.

Before he can speak, Jackie turns on Rose and throws her arms up into the air. “What are you thinking?! Have you gone mental?!”

“Mum, please just…”

“Whatever happened to “I deserve better than bein’ the latest in a long line”? I thought you were over bein’ a good time for someone who would drop you in a heartbeat for someone younger and smarter and prettier?”

Rose flinches from her mother, and James takes an automatic step towards her, reaching across the space between them.

“It’s not… it’s not like that,” Rose says weakly. “I got it wrong.”

“Oh, did you? ‘Cos from where I’m sittin’, it’s bloody obvious what’s going on here. Mister Handsome Rich Rockstar has swindled you again, tellin’ you whatever it is you want to hear so he can keep you ‘til he’s done with you.”

“Er, I’m not technically a rockstar,” James blurts, and he can hardly believe what has just come out of his mouth. But he can’t stop. It’s like his brain has ceased all higher function and his mouth has taken over. “More folk-pop. Indy, maybe? Soft pop?”

“Oh, shut up,” Jackie snaps, turning to him with fire in her eyes.

He clacks his teeth together and nods, stuffing his hands into his pockets in an attempt to make himself seem as small as possible, which is quite the impossible feat, considering his height.

“You! You need to get the hell away from my daughter if you know what’s good for you. You men, you’re all the same, taking what you want, thinkin’ you’re entitled to get your way, lyin’ through your bleedin’ teeth to get what you want. Well I won’t stand for it! My Rose deserves better. She isn’t a girl you can shag and drop the moment someone else comes along.”

“I… I know,” James stammers, his mouth impossibly dry and his stomach roiling in discomfort.

“Oh, do you?” Jackie remarks, false surprise lifting her face. “You had no problem tellin’ the entire bloody world you were just havin’ a bit of fun. ‘Cos that’s all you really want, isn’t it? Fun and a place to wet your cock…”

“Mum! Enough!” Rose shouts, red-faced and near-tears. “I was wrong. We’d both misunderstood each other. But we’re together now. Properly.”

“That’s what he told you, didn’t he? Bet he sounded real sorry too. Bet he said all the right words, didn’t he?”

James’s heart falls when he sees Rose flinch and drop her gaze to her feet.

“That’s enough,” he says quietly. “Say whatever you want about me, but Rose is smart enough to make her own decisions about her life, no matter what you believe. Yes, when Rose and I first started seeing each other, we each thought it was something casual. And I was an idiot for what I told the reporters. But things are different now. I want what’s best for her.”

Jackie grunts dismissively. “You say that now, but the moment she gives you a bit of bad press, you’re going to spin whatever little tale you need to tell to get the public on your side, and my Rose is gonna be the one who gets smeared through the muck.”

“I wouldn’t…”

“Mum, please,” Rose whispers. “I know I have an awful track record with boyfriends, but those are my mistakes to make. Maybe James will be a mistake, maybe he won’t be, but you have to let me live my life the way I choose to. And right now, I choose him.”

Jackie softens a fraction as she turns to her daughter. It’s as though with him out of sight, the gentle mother returns. She reaches to Rose and cradles her jaw, stroking her cheeks as she says, “My Rose. I will always want the best for you. It killed me to see you in such a state on holiday. I don’t want to see you be taken advantage of. Is it money? Sweetheart, you know me and your dad will help you out, you don’t need to stay with him for that.”

James is slightly offended that Jackie thinks he’s paying Rose to hang out with him or paying her for sex, but before he can think of a response, Rose covers her mother’s hands and leans into the touch.

“It’s not money,” she assures. “He’s not paying for anything of mine.”

“He bloody well should—he’s rich! You better not be payin’ for your dates!”

Rose lets out a sniffly giggle and throws her arms around her mother, who holds her tightly and rocks her from side to side. James wonders if he should sneak out while they’re distracted, but he finds he’s rooted to the spot, trying to wrap his head around the last few minutes.

“Please be safe, sweetheart,” Jackie whispers. “Please.”

“I am safe, Mum. And I wish you’d believe me when I say I’m happy. Really happy.”

“I believe that you believe it,” Jackie says, pulling back just far enough to kiss Rose’s forehead. “Remember that I’m here for you the moment you need me. Don’t you ever think you can’t come home to your old mum.”

Rose nods wordlessly.

The fight seems to have left Jackie, but she turns to him and says, “Don’t you dare hurt her, or mess her over.”

“I–  I won’t,” he vows.

Jackie narrows her eyes, scanning him up and down, but doesn’t say anything else. She turns away from him and back to Rose. “I gotta go. It’s way past Tony’s bedtime. Thanks for watchin’ him.”

“Of course. I love spending time with him,” Rose says, guiding her mother to the door.

“I love you. More than anything.”

“Love you too. Drive safe.”

Jackie kisses both of Rose’s cheeks and doesn’t even look James’s way as she sweeps out of the flat.

oOoOo

Downstairs in the foyer, Tyler Peters is desperately trying to occupy his definitely-tired-but-pretending-he’s-not-tired four-year-old, and it’s going about as well as one could hope. Tony is racing laps around the room, skillfully dodging the amused (and mercifully tolerant) tenants of the building who are simply trying to enter or exit the building.

“Watch it, mate,” he calls when Tony nearly barrels into the little old lady who has lived in this building for decades. She is one of the few residents who already leased a flat here before Tyler became the owner of the building. “So sorry Mrs. Donovan.”

“Oh, my grandsons have just as much energy,” the old woman says cheerfully, smiling down at Tony. “These bones may be old, but they’re sturdier than they look.”

“Hi!” Tony chirps, flashing a toothy smile. “Bye!”

And so the laps continue.

And continue…

And continue…

Tyler sighs and checks his watch. He should’ve known Jackie couldn’t keep it to five minutes. It’s nearing on fifteen, and he’s about to corral his son so they can go fetch her when the lift dings and Jackie steps out, her eyes sparking and her jaw locked.

“Mummy!” Tony sprints over and takes her hand. “Time to go!”

Tyler joins his family and takes his wife’s free hand, rubbing his thumb along the back of hers.

“Chat go all right?” he asks quietly.

“I don’t know what the hell she’s thinking,” Jackie grumbles. “I mean… James bloody Noble?! It was bad enough to hear my daughter was havin’ a lark with that… that… scoundrel in the first place. But now she’s taken him back? Stupid. Irresponsible.”

Tyler bites back a smirk and knocks his elbow into her ribs. “Put yourself in her shoes, eh? When you were her age, you can’t tell me that you wouldn’t have bedded Bono if he’d shown the slightest bit of interest in you?”

“It’s not the same!” she complains. “Bono never would’ve…”

“And Rose likely thought James Noble never would’ve,” he says simply. “You know I love her dearly and that I want the best for her, but Rose seems happy right now. Will it last? Probably not. But let her have this, eh? How many people can say they dated a famous singer in their youth? It’ll be a story for the grandkids and great-grandkids.”

His wife huffs out another impatient breath, but doesn’t argue further. “Yeah. Maybe. But still. James bloody Noble. I just hope Rose knows what she’s doing, datin’ that man…”

Tyler wraps his arm around her waist and gives her a squeeze, but doesn’t say more. Together, they walk out of the foyer of the building, all while being watched by two young women leaning on the wall beside the lifts.

The women exchange stunned, disbelieving looks.

“James Noble? The James Noble?” one of them asks.

“With Rose Tyler?” the other asks. “The girl up in flat 10-2?”

No fucking way…

oOoOo

James stares at the front door for several long seconds after Jackie’s marvelous exit. Rose shifts away from his side to step forward, twisting the lock and fastening the deadbolt chain before she clunks her forehead into the door. She doesn’t move from her position, so he goes to her.

Carefully, he slips his arms around her waist and presses a whisper-soft kiss to the side of her neck. Though she feels limp, she manages to spin in his grasp to instead plonk her head into his chest rather than her front door. She simply stands there, unmoving, as he rubs her back.

“I’m sorry,” she whispers, voice muffled. “I didn’t think… I thought she’d… I’m so sorry.”

He doesn’t know what to say, so he stays quiet, nestling his stubbly cheek into her hair and breathing her in. Never before has a parental introduction gone so poorly. Usually his partners are as famous as him, so the parents are accepting and gracious or simply indifferent. Occasionally they’ll fawn over him.

But the outright hostility and venom that Jackie just spat at him…

“I didn’t realize you’d told your mum about me,” he finally says, matching the volume of his voice with hers.

She groans and says, “During our holiday. I’d been out of sorts, thinkin’ you didn’t care about us at all. Mum caught on to my mood. I didn’t mean to tell her, but I was quite upset, and it all just sorta… came out. And when I saw your red-carpet interview that confirmed I was just a bit of fun for you… I lost it, and she saw my reaction, and it wasn’t good.”

James wishes he could go back in time and wallop his past self across the head for his thoughtless comments. He wishes he’d had the courage to tell the interviewer how he felt about Rose, to tell the world that he was riding the high of falling in love, and that he wanted to keep it private. But he hadn’t. He’d been a prick and a twat, and he’d broken Rose’s heart from five and a half thousand miles away.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. I’ve forgiven you for it all. But I just… I guess I’d forgotten how much I’d told Mum about you. And I’d forgotten how upset she was on my behalf. I was stupid for thinking that telling her on the spot that you and I were properly together would be enough for her to accept you. I shouldn’t have done it this way… I should have talked to her first, then introduced you. I’m so stupid.”

His stomach churns as he squeezes her tightly, as though that could rid them both of the shock they’re in.

“Should I… should I go?” he asks, mentally pleading with her to say no. The thought of spending his night in his empty house makes him ache with loneliness. 

To his relief, she shakes his head. “I don’t want you to, but I don’t feel like I deserve to have you with me tonight. My mum just… verbally eviscerated you. You must be so angry.”

“Not at all,” he insists. “Well… I’m a bit chastened. And a bit embarrassed that I made such a poor first impression, and that you’d been so upset about my behavior that you told your mum how awful I am. But I still want to be here. With you. If that’s all right.”

In response, Rose finally lifts her face from where it had been pressed into his shirt. Her eyes are a little red but completely dry, though he barely registers that fact before she threads her fingers through his hair, presses up onto her toes, and brushes her mouth to his. His eyes flutter shut at the glorious pressure of her kiss. He melts into her, splaying his palm across her back to hold her close.

“Stay,” she murmurs when she breaks away, though she catches his lips in another kiss a moment later. “Please stay with me.”

“For as long as you wish,” he says, because there is nothing on this planet that could make him leave.

Apart from her kiss of greeting at the door, this is the first that James has had Rose’s hands and lips on him in over a week. He tries to keep it chaste and slow, still unsure whether it’s appropriate for him to stay, while hoping to convey comfort and support through his body. He really shouldn’t let them get carried away; Rose is obviously upset, but he just can’t help it. He’s drawing as much strength from her as she hopefully is from him.

He has the presence of mind to keep his hands in safe places, primarily across the expanse of her back. He grabs onto the fabric to anchor himself as he basks in the heady intoxication of her mouth.

They each know exactly where this kiss is headed but pretend not to, and instead they explore each other’s mouths in lazy, indolent strokes of lips and tongue. James quickly becomes far too hot, his skin flushed and tingling with anticipation of things to come. He tentatively dips his fingers beneath her jumper, shuddering to touch her bare skin. She sighs into his mouth and presses her front flush with his.

He’s steadily getting hard in his jeans, each beat of his heart sending his blood rushing down, down, down, helped along by the rocking of Rose’s hips. He drops a hand to her arse, caressing and squeezing and pulling her more tightly into him. With his other hand, he tangles his fingers into her hair and guides her head back a bit to get better access to her neck. She grips his hips with near-bruising force as he plants row after row of searing kisses to the sensitive patch of skin beneath her ear. That familiar whining moan rushes out of her as she shudders in his arms, holding him close to urge him on. Not that he needs the encouragement.

Without breaking the kiss or the press of their bodies, James slowly guides them down the hall and to Rose’s bedroom. It takes ages, as he keeps getting distracted with the taste of her skin and the sound of her quiet gasps. They move even more slowly when Rose remembers that she has hands, then proceeds to use them to cup him and stroke him through his jeans.

“Christ,” he chokes out as a spark of pleasure zips up his spine.

“Rose,” she counters, giving him a playful squeeze that sends a full-body shudder through him.

“Smart-arse. Fuck, do that again.”

A laugh hums up her throat, vibrating against his now-still lips as she grips him tightly and rubs. He’s going to fucking lose it, right here in the doorway of her bedroom, but Christ this feels so good and he never, ever wants her to stop.

The intensity recedes a moment later, and he regains his senses enough to tug her hand away from him to instead guide her all the way into her room. There’s a pile of laundry on her bed that Rose haphazardly shoves to the floor.

“Clothes off,” she orders as she fumbles with the hem of her jumper, tugging until she pulls it over her head.

He doesn’t need telling twice.

Neither of them bothers with trying to sexily disrobe the other. Rather, they go for speed and efficiency, and soon enough, they’re both wonderfully naked. She’s as beautiful as he remembers, even more so, and he drags her down to the mattress with him. They move together until Rose is on her back, her legs open for him, and he’s atop her, his hips cradled in hers. She reaches between them for his cock, and strokes him a few times as she guides him inside of her.

He presses in, slowly, inch by inch, shivering at the sensations rushing through him. He groans through clenched teeth as he’s fully seated, forcing himself to wait, to give Rose a moment to adjust. She’s panting beneath him, chest rising and falling as her nails bite into the fleshy part of his back.

“Okay,” she whispers, arching her hips up and pulling him close for a rough, sloppy kiss that conveys everything she wants and needs from him.

His skin sings, tingling at the sensation of so much of her body pressed to his. His blood turns molten, burning him from within as he begins to move.

“Feels so good,” he chokes out, pulling back and plunging forward in a steady, measured manner. The slick glide of her all around him is as addictive as ever, and he trembles with the pleasure slowly mounting in him.

“Uh huh.” Her agreement dies on a moan as he thrusts in with a little more force this time. “James.”

He catches her bottom lip between his before releasing it to kiss her again. He teases his tongue into her mouth, flicking at the roof of her mouth just behind her front teeth, then going back to simpler kisses. Rose clings to him, kissing him back in equal measure as her nails rake down his spine to cup his arse, guiding his quickening rhythm. The sting of her nails coils a raging, aching heat low in his spine, building higher and higher until he knows it won’t be much longer until he’s lost.

“I missed you,” he grunts as her muscles begin to tighten around him. Thank fuck; she’s as close as he is. He redoubles his effort, wanting to push her over the edge first. “So much.”

“Me too,” she gasps. “Fuck. Please…”

He speeds up his rhythm, giving up on kissing her lips and instead tucking his face into the side of her neck. He breathes her in then plants his mouth to that patch of skin beneath her ear that is always her undoing. He grins to himself as she shudders and curses and moans, and when he dips a hand between them to rub her, she breaks.

She cries out and writhes into the mattress, arching her hips up and up and up, closer to him, closer to the sensations he is wringing out of her. She’s perfect, and fucking hell, he’s right on her heels. The perfect pressure within him pulls tighter, making him lose all sense as he chases his high. He thrusts with abandon, clenching his teeth as the flames fan hotter, drowning him, consuming him…

He lets out a wrenching moan and thrusts deeply into her, releasing helplessly, shaking and cursing and burying his face into her. Sensation sparks through him, channeling relief and pleasure through his entire body, curling his toes and stealing his breath. She’s everywhere, all around him and holding him through this maelstrom that has never felt so fucking good.

Rose… he thinks he gasps her name, but the rushing in his ears deafens him to anything except his erratic heartbeat.

He returns to awareness by Rose lazily stroking his back and kissing the top of his shoulder. His body is too heavy to move, but he manages to pull out and flop indelicately beside her, keeping an arm and leg slung over her. She laughs quietly at his antics, and he grins into the pillow. He cracks open an eye to look at her, and the sight of her smile and sex-mussed hair and flushed cheeks ignites a joy and love so deep that he begins to giggle. His body is thrumming with hormones that make him feel boneless and content, and through it all, he laughs and folds himself closer to Rose.

She’s laughing with him and turns to face him fully. He mirrors her position so they’re both on their sides, their legs tangled lazily together. He reaches out and brushes a few rogue strands of hair away from her face, then leans in to kiss her softly.

“That was great,” he whispers into the sacred silence of her bedroom.

“Mhm. Very great.”

“The most great,” he says, beaming as she rolls her eyes.

“Did you have a nice trip?” she asks.

He hums in wordless assent, and briefly tells her all about the week he’d spent in east Asia, meeting fans and doing photoshoots while promoting Catalysis.

“How was your week? Are you feeling better?” While her voice is still raspy from the illness she’d contracted, she looks and sounds much better than she had during their video chat on his last night in Japan.

“Much better. Teaching classes while feeling like death is always frustrating, but it’s easier than arranging for a substitute,” she says with a shrug.

He frowns, but they already had this discussion about how shittily schools treat their teachers, so he lets it go.

“I’ve got an upcoming holiday concert at the O2, weekend after next,” he murmurs, remembering the monthly schedule Donna had sent him that morning. “I’d… I’d really like you to come. If you want. It’s not just me. I think Ed Sheeran is on the list too. And Astrid Peth. She’s a good mate of mine. You can bring a few friends with you. There’s a private suite for my guests, so you could stay hidden, mostly, as long as cameras aren’t wandering around. And my mum’ll be there too. I think. Well. I should invite her, shouldn’t I…?”

Rose interrupts his nervous rambling with a soft kiss. He melts into her, but she breaks it far too soon for his liking.

“I’d love to,” she says, cupping his cheek before scraping her nails through his hair.

His eyes flutter shut at the echoes of pleasure that ripple through him, and he grins at her acceptance of his invitation. He’s giddy at the thought of being on stage and looking into his private suite to see Rose. His favorite pieces of his life will be in the same place, melding together perfectly.

He leans forward to kiss her again, and she willingly reciprocates.

oOoOo

They sleep, eventually. Between (and during) bouts of sex, they talk about everything and nothing. It’s like nothing bad can happen to them here, not when they’re twined so intimately, not when they’re making each other laugh so freely.

Wrung out in that perfect post-marathon-sex way, James buries himself beneath Rose’s blankets and lets blissful unconsciousness claim him. His dreams are vague and foggy, and he doesn’t remember them when he awakes later that morning to sunlight peeking through Rose’s curtains.

His eyes are gritty and heavy as he leans over to check the time. It’s barely 8am, but he feels refreshed, even though the drowsiness of lingering sleep tugs at him again. His shuffling has disturbed Rose, who curls close to him and mutters something unintelligible. He kisses her forehead and closes his eyes once more.

He drifts in and out for many long minutes before the gurgling of his stomach is too distracting. Even Rose hears it, and she pokes his belly, mumbling, “Shush.”

“Can’t exactly help it. Mind if I order a breakfast and coffee delivery?”

“Go for it,” Rose says through a yawn.

“Then can I borrow your shower?” he asks, sitting up and letting the sheets pool around his naked waist.

“Go for it,” she repeats, tucking an arm beneath her pillow to glance up at him. Her gaze falls to the morning erection that is somehow poking at the blankets despite their multiple rounds of very satisfying sex the night before. “Well, hello.”

She gently prods it, giggling when it bobs a bit. “Bouncy.”

James stifles a snort. “You’re adorable when you’re sleepy.”

“Pfft.”

He lets her mindlessly poke his cock as he scrolls to a food delivery app and orders a selection of bagels and croissants for them, as well as his favorite coffee and her favorite tea. His chest balloons with warmth when he adds Rose’s address to his list of favorites, then places their breakfast order.

“Should be here in half an hour,” he says, resting his phone on the nightstand, ignoring the handful of missed notifications. It’s the bloody weekend, for God’s sake. It can wait. For good measure, he completely silences everything, not wanting his morning with Rose to be disturbed.

“Hmmm, how can we pass the time?” Rose muses, blinking up at him through her lashes and grinning wickedly.

She shows him just how entertaining thirty minutes can be.

He doesn’t have time for a shower before there’s a knock at the door that has them scrambling for clothes. He tugs on his pants and t-shirt while Rose simply dons a robe overtop her knickers, cinching it tight at the waist to keep her modesty. They emerge from the bedroom, with James going to the kitchen for plates while Rose heads to the door.

There’s an odd commotion in the hallway, but James doesn’t really think much of it, not as he absently wonders what he and Rose could do today. Maybe they can sneak out somewhere and visit a museum or something. Maybe he could take her to the studio—it should be fairly empty on a Saturday morning. Maybe they can take an impromptu road trip to somewhere Rose has never been. Pack their bags and drive to the first place they can think of. Book a hotel and order in a bunch of fancy food and rent some films to watch and get drunk on expensive wine and kiss until their lips are bruised. God, that sounds like a perfect weekend, and he hopes Rose will be agreeable.

But all of those plans, those hopes, are dashed the moment Rose opens her front door to reveal a stunned delivery person and over a dozen paparazzi photographers, armed and ready with flashing cameras.

[dalsimoravskyblog]

ŠTRAMÁCI/ANDY: Vyřazovací kolo

Skupina 1 (do turnaje postupují 4 osobnosti)

Vlasta Burian | Karel Lamač | Jiří Plachý st.

Čeněk Šlégl | Hugo Haas | Arno Velecký

Propaganda pod perexem!

Vlasta Burian (1891–1962)

Cinnamon roll, chaotic good, nechci riskovat, že nebude nominován. Jestli není na zemi Burianův zastánce, odešla jsem z tohoto světa.

Karel Lamač (1897–1952)

Karel Lamač byl štramákem asi dva roky, pak začal vypadat jako sériový vrah. Ale za ty dva roky si nominaci zaslouží! Plus reprezentace němého filmu.

Jiří Plachý starší (1899–1952)

zatím bez propagandy :(

Čeněk Šlégl (1899–1970)

Tenhle frajer má hlavu jak pytel od banánu, v davu se bezpochyby neztratí. Nicméně to čelo skrývá vědomosti, které by mohly ohrozit bezpečnost země.*

* tohle hraničí se šikanou ngl, ale předávám dál, jak jsem to dostala

Hugo Haas (1901–1968)

Jsem ráda, že je tato anketa anonymní, protože můžu přiznat, že mě přitahoval Hugo Haas ve filmu Mazlíček (a nikde jinde).

Arno Velecký (1901–1976)

šikanuju mé známé, aby mi nominovali štramáky, a dostávám obskurní mládence, co víc říct.  Citace kamaráda: "Když jsme u toho štramáctví, tak už podle obleku má působit jako český James Bond před Bondem, který nenechal jedinou dívčí postel neohřátou - a doba po něm ještě nevyžadovala, aby byl ještě k tomu špión, co zachraňuje svět."

[lovegabe1999]

Trivia and reference Cuphead Comics season 1:

Against Elder Kettle's warnings, the brothers enter the Devil's Casino and begin playing craps. 

• It is possible to refer to The Cuphead Show season 3 episode 11,, The Devil and Ms. Chalice" when Cuphead mindlessly ran to the casino like it tempted him and Chalice and Mugman chase after him to stop him.

Cuphead seems to be based on Mickey Mouse and Mugman seems to be based on Oswald the Lucky Rabbit.

Elder Kettle may based on the character Mr. Coffeepot from the 1935 Van Beuren cartoon Picnic Panic. Both characters even have cup-like children that they care for.

King Dice is heavily based on Cab Calloway, a famous American jazz singer who notably appeared Betty Boop cartoons with his songs.

• he was the Devil's right-hand man in the game, while in The Cuphead Show he was the Devil's number one

The Devil's design is based on the devil from "Hell's Bells", a short from Silly Symphonies.

•  He bears similarities to is Ursula from The Little Mermaid. He strikes deals with people just as Ursula strikes deals with merfolks. (Why do they keep contracts? They probably kicked his ass) Also, he said "Poor unfortunately soul" is referencing to Ursula's song "Poor Unfortunate Souls"

• He is inspired by Hades from Hercules. That's explain his quote "Going once... Going twice.".

• When the Devil is defeated by Cuphead and Mugman, he said "I hate cups" It's referencing to The Cuphead Show.

• In the finale fight, Devil call Henchman is referencing to the Cuphead Show, where starring Henchman, the Devil's assistant.

Legendary Chalice has a habit of being captured by the ghosts in mausoleums everytime. Shan Lee, Werner Werman and Goopy Le Grande telling their about mausoleums and powers named Super Arts.

• Why did they know? Because Goopy has hallucinations when he saw her. Shan Lee was curious about her. And Werner intends to kill her, but misses.

While many believe the names of the Root Pack are "Moe Tato", "Weepy", and "Psycarrot", these are unofficial names created by fans. But now they named their "Sal Spudder", "Ollie Bulb" and "Chauncey Chantenay".

The Root Pack may have been inspired by other anthropomorphic vegetables from cartoons such as The Tears of an Onion (1938) and The Fresh Vegetable Mystery (1939).

• In The Cuphead Show season 1 episode 7 "Root Pack", they are the main antagonists, because they sneak into Elder Kettle's shack, while Cuphead and Mugman have to look after his garden and then they eaten the shack's soil when the two cups catch them.

His name, Goopy Le Grande, means Goopy The Great in Italian.

• "Le Grande" is also a pun on "El Grande" (Spanish for "The Big") and "Le Grand" (French for "The Big").

Goopy Le Grande's design are homages to the Slime, a common enemy and the mascot of Dragon Quest, and cartoons such as Ub Iwer's Balloon Land. 

• Cuphead call him Rocky Balboa is referencing to Rocky Balboa, the main character from Rocky starring Sylvester Stallone.

Hilda Berg is connected to Betty Boop and Pearl from Steven Universe.

Her name is a pun on the Hindenburg, an infamous German zeppelin known for its destruction at New Jersey field in 1937.

• Hilda Berg makes an appearance in The Cuphead show season 2  epidoes 2 , "Charmed & Dangerous", where she as cameo. Whereas in Cuphead (my version), she knows them. Plus she knows astrology.

Cagney Carnation is tribute to famous animated flora from the 1932 Disney Silly Symphony cartoon Flowers and Trees through the 1930s and beyond. His first name came from the famous 1930s film star James Cagney.

• Cagney reminds of Flowey the Flower from game Undertale.

Cagney's idle animation in his first phase is a direct reference to the dancing style of a ghost in the 1930 Talkartoon "Swing You Sinner!"

Ribby and Croaks are based on Ryu and Ken from the Street Fighter series

Their color schemes may also have been inspired by the Frog and Toad children's stories by Arnold Lobel.

Ribby and Croaks may have been inspired by the Battletoads.

• Ribby and Croaks are supporting  and recurring characters in The Cuphead Show!. They were originally boxing champions, but their mother disapproved of it, since she hate to see her sons boxing each other. So that's why they wearing suits.

• They are the main antagonists in The Cuphead Show episode 3 " Ribby and Croaks". The funny thing is that they fight each other.

Djimmi is based off the Genie from the 1992 Disney film, Aladdin. Actually, some scenes (in my version) refer to Aladdin. For example, "I can't believe it. I'm losing to a cups". Also, Cuphead call him Robbie Williams, who voiced Gienie ( RIP Robbie Williams)

• Many also compare Djimmi to Patrick Star from SpongeBob SquarePants due to his facial expressions and shape.

The pipe in Djimmi's mouth is a mixture of the Calabash pipe (used by Sherlock Holmes portrayed by Basil Rathbone) and the Corncob pipe (commonly used by Popeye the Sailor in all of his cartoons).

Djimmi falls in love with Shan Lee. At first they're friends, but later they're couples.

Shan Lee is daughter of sun goddess. That means she is demigoddess. She prayed to the gods in a Chinese words.

She is inspired by fighting woman in fighter games such as Chun Li from Street Fighter or Li Mei from Mortal Kombat

• Her appearance resembles female Monk from Diablo 3.

Cuphead call her " Tigress". It doesn't bother her because:

• It symbolises bravery and strength, the tiger is known as the king of the beasts throughout Chinese culture.

• It's referencing to Tigress from Kung Fu Panda.

Her phase 2 with pose references to disney movie 1998  Mulan, where Mulan fighting Shan Yu.

Beppi's name is a reference to Tito Beppi, a clown portrayed by Lon Chaney in the 1928 film Laugh, Clown, Laugh.

• He reminds of Pennywise, the main antagonists of Stephen King's novel and Horror movie ,,It"

He said ,,Why so serious? " is refence to Dark Knight, when Joker say same.

Beppi is a homage to Fleischer's iconic character Koko the Clown of the Betty Boop cartoons and 1930s animation

Baroness Von Bon Bon seems to be inspired by the French queen Marie Antoinette. This is indicated by her utilization of her cake castle in her final phase, referencing the phrase "Let them eat cake".

Her name, Bon Bon, is used in various languages (like French or many Balkan countries) for candy.

She throws her head at Cuphead and Mugman could be a reference to The Queen Of Hearts in Alice In Wonderland. The Queen's popular quote is "Off with his/her head!"

• In The Cuphead Show season 2 episode 5 "Sweet Temptation" Baroness is main antagonist. Why? Because she is an evil, psychol and murderous individual that turns children who break her rules into candy so she can eat them. But in Cuphead ( my version) she is an sweet, beautiful, loving and a little aggressive and dramatic, who she is Ruler of Sugarland and Cuphead falls in love with her.

Baroness is inspired by Princess Bubblegum from Adventure Time.

• In The Cuphead Show, She very coincidentally resembles Mommy Long Legs from Poppy Playtime, as they both initially claim to help the protagonists but end up trying to kill them in the end.

Grim Matchstick was named after Grim Natwick, a legendary animator notable for his designing of Fleischer's Betty Boop and Disney's Snow White, with his stutter also being a direct reference to Natwick.

Grim's personality matches that of the Dragon from The Reluctant Dragon, as both characters are wanting to prove that they are friendly and yearn to gain acceptance into society among their peers.

• He also bears a resemblance to Taro from The 7th Voyage of Sinbad which is one of the creatures animated via stop-motion by Ray Harryhausen.

• Grim's facial structure, complete with a pointed muzzle, bears a small resemblance to that of Maleficent's dragon form the 1959 Disney film, Sleeping Beauty.

• He also bears a physical resemblance to Grimm from Princess Gwenevere and the Jewel Riders.

His final, three-headed form is presumably based off of King Ghidorah from the Godzilla or the Hydra, a three-headed dragon from Greek mythology

Cuphead call him "Wawel Dragon". It's a famous dragon in Polish legend.

Grim have son.

• In The Cuphead Show Grim Matchstick is shown to have a child, implying that he might have a wife. Season 1 Episode 10 " Dangerous Mugman" Grim save his child from Porkrind ( How cute!)

Wally Warbles is inspired by the giant roc in Popeye the Sailor Meets Sinbad the Sailor 

• Wally's name may be a reference to Walter Lantz, founder of Walter Lantz Productions and creator of Woody Woodpecker.

• Wally looks similar to the buzzards from the 1931 Silly Symphony cartoon The Cat's Out.

The vehicle that his son, Willy, uses has a similar appearance and model to Bowser Junior's clown car.

Penelope Peaowl's song " I don't want to miss a thing " is refence to Aerosmith, rock band who they singing that song.

Final phase her showtime, she resembles Harpy, a half-woman and half-bird from Greek mythology.

In knockout, her boa choking her is similar boa constrictor - a species of snake from the constrictor family, one of the representatives of the boa subfamily.

Cuphead jokingly says that she and Rumor are lesbians.They really aren't.

Werner Werman is inspired Mortimer Mouse from the 1936 Disney short Mickey's Rival.

Due to the nature of the battle and inclusion of Katzenwagen, Werner's boss fight is a reference to the iconic Tom and Jerry cartoons.

• Werner's screaming similar to the iconic screams of Tom

• In The Cuphead Show Season 2 Episode 10 " Rats All Folks!" is most likely a parody of Tom & Jerry. ( Wener Werman is the main antagonist in the episode . Also he is small)

Werner's colour scheme, the shape of his muzzle, and his habit of constructing machines make him similar to Wile E. Coyote from Looney Tunes.

He also seems to be very similar to Vladimir from Nickelodeon's My Life as Teenage Robot, as they're both villainous rats with heavy accents (German for Werner, and Russian for Vladimir), and they attack their foes by using various weapons and automatons (Werner using his own soup-can tank, and Vladimir using Jenny, albeit only in his debut episode).

Werner speaks German accent.

Captain Brineybeard is a direct reference to Bluto from Popeye.

Brineybeard lost his legs by Cala Maria ( Sea Gorgon) to save his daughter ( in my version)

• In The Cuphead Show season 2 episode 3 "A High Seas Adventure! " he as stone by Cala Maria lost his legs by Mugman ( by accident)

• He is madly in love with her ( Yup. He is simp)

Brineybeard's song ,"Yo, Ho, Ho (And a Bottle of Rum)" is refence to Treasure Island, where pirates singing that song.

Cala Maria was human, and she have job as archaeologist ( reference to Lara Croft from Tomb Raider), and then she was possessed by spirit and transformed to giant monster aka Sea Gorgon ( or Sea Beast in The Cuphead Show) referencing to Enchatress (June Moone), super villain from DC Comics.

• Luckey, she was back to normal by Dr Kahl.

Her have last name "Neptune", that reference to Neptune ( Poseidon), god of sea.

Her level name is incredibly similar to that of a level in the game Crash Bandicoot: Twinsanity, named High Sea Hi-Jinks.

She is most likely inspired by Ariel from Disney's The Little Mermaid, as evident to being both mermaids

• Her skin color is similar to that of Ursula from The Little Mermaid.

• Her electrocution is similar to the former's death, as when she is killed, her skeleton is also seen. Additionally, the eels helping her may be referencing Flotsam and Jetsam, two eels who act as Ursula's henchmen.

Cala Maria's second form is based on the infamous Gorgon Medusa from Greek mythology.

• The fact that this is an air battle against might be inspired by the battle with Medusa in chapter 9 of Kid Icarus: Uprising.

• Her floating head form in the final phase is a reference to Medusa being decapitated by Perseus in Greek mythology, which has also been referenced in other video games featuring Medusa, such as the Medusa Head, a recurring enemy and boss in the Castlevania series.

When transforming into her third phase, her body turns to stone and her arms fall off, making it resemble the famous statue, Venus de Milo.

She has a similar name and color pallete to Celia Mae from the Disney Pixar film Monsters Inc., another gorgon-based character who has snakes for hair.

Mugman falls in love with her.

• Cala Maria and Mugman being love interests in the latter's book in “The I Scream Man“ in The Cuphead Show Season 2 ep 6 "The I Scream Man"

Dr. Kahl was inspiration from other mad scientists in other platforming game franchises, such as Dr. Wily from Mega Man, Dr. Eggman from Sonic the Hedgehog, or Dr. Neo Cortex from Crash Bandicoot.

His robot similar to the Iron Giant from The Iron Giant ( He haved GIANT, but now gave FRANK)

• Dr Kahl's phase of the fight seems to bear a strong resemblance to the battle with N. Gin from Crash Bandicoot: Warped.

The Robot's presentation is ancillary to Rayman 2 The Great Escape, where the Seller visits Razorbeard and introduces Grolgoth as the Pirate's solution to Rayman's problem.

The invention of the "Beauty Machine" refers to the video game Banjo Kazooie, this machine works and managed to make Cala beaty and normal.

Robot say "BITE MY SHINE METAL ASS" is refence to Futurama, when Bender say same.

Rumor Honeybottoms was inspired to Honey Woman, an unused boss character from Capcom's Mega Man 9.

Security Bee seems to be inspired by a policeman ant from the 1940 cartoon Ants in the Plants, as both have similar designs.

• His design may have been inspired by Buzz the Bee, the Honey Nut Cheerios mascot.

• Also inn The Cuphead Show!, there are multiple security bees, but these security bees come in both genders and their colour schemes appear more green-ish. Their presence may suggest that Rumor Honeybottoms may be present in some way.

Sally Stageplay may have been inspired by Sally Swing, a blonde character from Betty Boop. 

• She has a similar color scheme to Sally Brown from Peanuts, who also (albeit coincidentally) has her given name.

In Cuphead Show season  3 episode 3 "Cupstaged", Sally Stageplay enters the theater pretending to have rabies to demonstrate what acting is. ( I love Marcia Gay Harden, who she voiced Sally ! 💖)

The Phantom Express is an homage to the Ghost Train from Final Fantasy VI. A musical nod to this train is included in Railroad Wrath

• The background for this fight is inspired by the 1929 Disney cartoon The Skeleton Dance.

Cuphead said to the Devil ''We'll never turn to the dark side" is reference to Star Wars: Episode VI: Return of the Jedi

in the end Cuphead and Mugman married Baroness Von Bon Bon and Cala Maria ( In my version) this refers to the fanatic CupheadxBaroness and MugmanxCalaMaria ( I mean others prefer another relationship romantic, but for me...whatever. ) .

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[chasingfictions]

tagged by @imaslowlearner-butilearn to do ten fandoms/ten characters

btvs: spike // yellowjackets: lottie matthews // succession: shiv roy // txf: fox mulder // figure skating (this counts): kaori sakamoto (she counts too) // abbott elementary: ava coleman but a shoutout to melissa bc i would let lisa ann walter do whatever she wants to me // a league of their own: clance morgan // derry girls: james macguire // doctor who: donna noble // wwdits: nadja of antipaxos

taggin: @alittlebitmaybe @summrsbuffy @mulderscully @ho-tato @anyachristinaemmanuellajenkins

[freddinho]

As ninfas espalharam que ( Frederick Harrington ) chegou ao acampamento e estão dizendo que se parece com ( Theo James ), mas deve apenas ser o poder da névoa o confundindo. Ele tem ( trinta e cinco ) anos e é do panteão ( grego ), filho de ( Nêmesis ). Dizem as más línguas que ( Fred ) é ( carrancudo ), mas também é ( leal ) em seus melhores dias, por isso está na ( primeira coorte ) e é ( legionário ). Espero que se adapte bem, estamos muito felizes por tê-lo aqui!

BACKGROUND

Sua chegada no acampamento era um mistério até para ele mesmo. A história era recheada de fofocas e teorias da conspiração, e passou longos anos no chalé de Hermes até finalmente ser reclamado por sua mãe. De certa forma, ele não estava tão longe de sua família estando no chalé onze, visto que seu pai era um herdeiro de Hermes falecido em uma missão. Alguns diziam que a própria Nêmesis salvou o filho de um ataque de monstros e o levou ao acampamento, outros diziam que foi um sátiro qualquer, alguns até diziam que ele era uma criatura infiltrada. Sempre muito fechado, era difícil deduzir qual era a dele, o que deixava em aberto muitas possibilidades de criar teorias sobre sua vida.

Frederick nem parecia filho de quem era. Tímido, medroso e covarde, ele queria fazer parte daqueles que cuidavam da parte burocrática do acampamento, mas nunca fora inteligente o suficiente para a função. Apesar de ser um grande frouxo, era forte e disciplinado quando se tratava de tarefas físicas, e quem entendia minimamente sobre o assunto, o enxergava como um diamante bruto. A ideia de sair em missões o apavorava, mas os treinos eram sua válvula de escape, o único momento em que ainda socializava com alguém, ainda que falasse pouco.

Forçavam o rapaz a sair em pequenas missões e enfrentar desafios de treino dentro do próprio acampamento. Tamanha insistência o fez ficar mais forte, decidido, e sentir gosto pela área. Tornou-se um exímio guerreiro, que raramente falhava em suas missões, sendo enviado para a primeira coorte. Seu sonho passou a ser tornar-se um legionário, conseguindo com facilidade quando decidiu pedir pela vaga. Depois de tudo o que viu e viveu, trocou sua expressão de garotinho amedrontado por uma carranca mau humorada, que ou causava medo em quem o via ou fazia algumas suspirarem. Aproveitando-se disso, ele se envolvia com todas as garotas que queria, tentando não faltar com responsabilidade afetiva, mas ainda ganhando uma fama de heartbreaker.

MALDIÇÕES OU BÊNÇÃOS

Bênção de Ares: Em sua primeira missão como legionário, destinado a resgatar uma criança de Ares, Fred foi o único do grupo que voltou quando os outros partiram durante o ataque dos ciclopes. Não apenas salvou a vida da cria de Ares, como a levou em segurança para o acampamento. Como retribuição, foi abençoado com super agilidade e reflexos apurados, o que o ajuda a ter uma boa vantagem em lutas corporais.

Bênção de Ártemis: Foi na missão em que ele foi atacado por um animal selvagem que deixou uma cicatriz em seu rosto que a deusa da caça lhe concedeu um presente. Um pingente com uma pedra da Lua que fazia com que qualquer animal selvagem não o atacasse, mostrando respeito e algumas vezes até o protegesse, com lealdade.

PODERES E HABILIDADES

Habilidades de Caçador: Todo ser vivo que deseja a vingança, naturalmente irá buscar por poder e também sempre precisará ter conhecimento sobre como caçar suas presas durante suas vinganças. Por conta disso, Frederick herdou algumas pequenas habilidades relacionadas a caça. Com o olfato, consegue seguir rastros, com a visão melhorada, enxerga pequenos detalhes que os outros não veem, com a audição aprimorada, consegue ouvir passos leves e até respiração a uma certa distância, o tato lhe permite ser sutil em suas ações. Os seus poderes funcionam muito bem quando se trata de animais, humanos ou semideuses, no entanto, não é muito útil quando se trata de monstros, dificultando para identificar seu cheiro, seus barulhos ou prever os seus passos.

ARSENAL

Adaga da Justiça: Cabo de vermelho negro, a lâmina de prata é firme e com resistência semelhante a aço, perfura o corpo com muita facilidade, envenenada com saliva de Hidra, queimando lentamente.

EXTRAS

Por enquanto nada.

[miastaslow]

Plebiscyt w Kielcach - wybraliśmy najlepszą ze stu wspólnie przeczytanych lektur

Za nami już sto wspólnie przeczytanych książek! Uczestnicy spotkań i sympatycy kieleckiego Klubu z Kawą nad Książką wspólnie wybrali najlepsze z lektur, z jakimi mierzyliśmy się w naszym klubie. Oto podsumowanie oddanych głosów!

Niekwestionowanym zwycięzcą okazała się nasza setna wspólna lektura, czyli Pan Lodowego Ogrodu. Tom 1 Jarosława Grzędowicza. Zaraz za Grzędowiczem, z równą ilością głosów i wynikiem drugiego miejsca, uplasowały się dwie powieści napisane przez kobiety: nieco metaforyczny Sen o okapi Mariany Leky oraz Gdzie śpiewają raki Delii Owens.

Na podium uplasowała się również szkolna lektura, czyli Lalka Bolesława Prusa! Co każe przemyśleć wszechobecną krytykę listy lektur w liceach. :-) Mamy nadzieję, że zgadzacie się z prezentowanymi wynikami. A może mieliście innych faworytów? Podzielcie się z nami swoimi typami!

Kasia Leśniak

Poniżej prezentujemy listę wszystkich przeczytanych wspólnie lektur, biorących udział w plebiscycie:

1. Lekcje pana Kuki, Radek Knapp 2. Dopóki mamy twarze, Clive Staples Lewis 3. Szopka, Zośka Papużanka 4. Korzenie, Alex Haley 5. Poszukiwacze muszelek, Rosamunde Pilcher 6. Bez mojej zgody, Jodi Picoult 7. Smilla w labiryntach śniegu, Peter Hᴓeg 8. Księżniczka z lodu, Camilla Läckberg 9. Dzień, noc i pora niczyja, Ewa Nowacka 10. Miłość w czasach zarazy, Gabriel García Márquez 11. Dom dzienny, dom nocny Olga Tokarczuk 12. Ciemno, prawie noc, Joanna Bator 13. Grek Zorba, Nikos Kazantzakis 14. Szklany klosz, Sylvia Plath 15. Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov 16. Grona gniewu, John Steinbeck 17. Mnich. Romans grozy, Matthew Gregory Lewis 18. Brühl, Józef Ignacy Kraszewski 19. Kwiaty dla Algernona, Daniel Keyes 20. Wielki Gatsby, Francis Scott Fitzgerald 21. Analfabetka, która potrafiła liczyć, Jonas Jonasson 22. Na południe od granicy, na zachód od słońca, Haruki Murakami 23. Szum, Magdalena Tulli 24. Tak sobie myślę..., Jerzy Stuhr 25. Głowa Niobe, Marta Guzowska 26. Pochwała macochy, Mario Vargas Llosa 27. Odwrotniak, Jakub Małecki 28. Po prostu bądź, Magdalena Witkiewicz 29. Masakra, Krzysztof Varga 30. Słowik, Kristin Hannah 31. Ślady, Jakub Małecki 32. Bodo wśród gwiazd, Anna Mieszkowska 33. Czarna bezgwiezdna noc, Stephen King 34. Morderstwo w Orient Expressie, Agatha Christie 35. Czerwona jaskółka, Jason Matthews 36. Tonąca Ruth, Christina Schwarz 37. Ulisses, James Joyce 38. Kobieta w oknie, A. J. Finn 39. Gra w klasy, Julio Cortázar 40. Istota zła, Luca D'Andrea 41. Wielka samotność, Kristin Hannah 42. Patrick Melrose, Edward St Aubyn 43. Listy do pałacu, Jorge Díaz 44. Gwiazdozbiór Psa, Peter Heller 45. Hipopotam, Stephen Fry 46. Siedem sióstr, Lucinda Riley 47. Miłośnik wulkanów, Susan Sontag 48. Tożsamość, Milan Kundera 49. Narcyz i Złotousty, Herman Hesse 50. Iluzjonista, Remigiusz Mróz 51. Lawendowy pył, Danuta Marcinkowska, Ewa Marcinkowska-Schmidt i Klaudyna Schmidt 52. Bez skrupułów, Harlan Coben 53. Maria i Magdalena, Magdalena Samozwaniec 54. Szadź, Igor Brejdygant 55. Wodny nóż, Paolo Bacigalupi 56. Rysa, Igor Brejdygant 57. Pantaleon i wizytantki, Mario Vargas Llosa 58. Gambit królowej, Walter Tevis 59. Klucze królestwa, Archibald Joseph Cronin 60. Miasto niedźwiedzia, Fredrik Backman 61. Tajemniczy przybysz, Mark Twain 62. Tato, William Wharton 63. Gra szklanych paciorków, Herman Hesse 64. Gdzie śpiewają raki, Delia Owens 65. Ludzie na drzewach, Hanya Yanagihara 66. Lalka, Bolesław Prus 67. Wszystko za Everest, Jon Krakauer 68. Domofon, Zygmunt Miłoszewski 69. Jeździec miedziany, Paullina Simons 70. Biała wilczyca, Theresa Révay 71. Kamienny anioł, Katherine Scholes 72. Piękne kłamstwa, Lisa Unger 73. Przygody dobrego wojaka Szwejka podczas wojny światowej, Jaroslav Hašek 74. Żniwa zła, Robert Galbraith 75. Dotknięcie ziemi, Rani Manicka 76. Biegnąca z wilkami, Clarissa Pinkola Estés 77. Lektor, Bernhard Schlink 78. Dygot, Jakub Małecki 79. Siódme wtajemniczenie, Edmund Niziurski 80. Kirke, Madeline Miller 81. Dzieci północy, Salman Rushdie 82. W ciemnej dolinie. Rodzinna tragedia i tajemnica schizofrenii, Robert Kolker 83. Lot ćmy, Ken Follett 84. Światy wzniesiemy nowe, Urszula Jabłońska 85. Czego pragnie kobieta, Zbigniew Lew-Starowicz i Krystyna Romanowska 86. Diabeł, którego znasz. Psychiatria sądowa bez tajemnic, Gwen Adshead i Eileen Horne 87. Azazel, Izaac Asimov 88. Bogowie, groby i uczeni. Powieść o archeologii, C. W. Ceram 89. Wyspa dnia poprzedniego, Umberto Eco 90. Dobry wilk. Tragedia w szwedzkim zoo, Lars Berge 91. Zanim wystygnie kawa, Toshikazu Kawaguchi 92. Jak nie zabiłem swojego ojca i jak bardzo tego żałuję, Mateusz Pakuła 93. Zatoka Francuza, Daphne du Maurier 94. Sen o okapi, Mariana Leky 95. Dożywocie, Marta Kisiel 96. Droga do zapomnienia, Eric Lomax 97. Petersburg. Miasto snu, Joanna Czeczott 98. Nie zaczęło się od ciebie. Jak dziedziczona trauma wpływa na to, kim jesteśmy i jak zakończyć ten proces, Mark Wolynn 99. Miasto Śniących Książek. Powieść z Camonii autorstwa Hildegunsta Rzebiarza Mitów, Walter Moers 100. Pan Lodowego Ogrodu. Tom 1, Jarosław Grzędowicz

[dandelion-system]

ALTER LIST!

I’m specifying which parts are more developed and which are more fragmented, but I won’t specify roles quite yet (I may have mentioned them in previous posts) also alphabetical because I’m using our simply plural as a reference. (There’s a lot of us okay? I can’t always remember everyone.) also, I will be using littles names here but I won’t be specifying who is a little.

Developed (more than fragmented. Some are still a bit floaty.)

April

Aria

Astra

Bee

Bunny

Cassie (it’s short for Callisto!)

Charlie (mum says we used to call him tato)

Clover

Draco

Ghost (actually a ghost! But she’s less poltergeist haunt a Victorian manor now.) (she used to be) (it’s funny)

Hestia

Izzy (convinced this is our only introject of a real person but it’s so long since I saw her) (she may also be an introject of a plushie we named after aforementioned person) (that’s more likely)

James

Jem (cutie patootie)

Kat

Kitty (you would think she’s an animal introject, but no! She’s actually an EAH fictive.)

Lily Elliot (thinks spooky things are funny. Waved at prop skeletons on a ride. Several times. She kept riding it just so he could wave to the skeletons. May actually be twins)

Marinette

Mouse

Oscar

Pippin

Poppet

Raven (me)

Sasha

Saturn

Sophie

Teddy

Willow

Honourable mentions are Adrien, Akutagawa, Hunter, Chuuya and Dazai. Mostly formed, but don’t really show up often anymore (they’re very independence and system oriented. They’re needed less when we have more support)

More fragmented alters (some still have distinct personalities, but very fuzzy and less self actualised)

Arno

Atsushi

Berry

Doctor (10 and 11 why did we get two of him??)

Amber

Jamie Lee (imma be fr I don’t know who he is. Never met him. White rooms guy.)

Kyu

Light (has a weird enjoyment of homework, the sea and psychology. And taking a chip… and EATING IT!) (sorry dude)

Lina (lovely lady, sorry I keep being rude and ignoring your advice.)

Maddie (she was fuller once. I hope she gets to be again one day)

May (working on herself! Go girl!)

Monochrome

Narrator (he has a nice voice)

Nebbie (chaos)

Neo (she’s really nice she just doesn’t get much time to be out because she’s nonverbal and that’s usually not helpful)

Papyrus (specifically from hand plates.)

Penny

Ranpo (he’s gonna be mad I put him here but come back when you’ve evolved buddy)

Robin (poor girl didn’t get a chance to develop)

Tobey ‘ickleast’ (we go through a phase for a few months and we get this? No fair.)

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Crítica de ‘The Iron Claw’ – Zac Efron surpreende no drama de wrestling

Review/crítica da Discussing Film, por James Preston Poole.

Apesar de toda a glória do wrestling profissional, uma onda de tragédia lança uma longa sombra. A morte e o crime horrível cometido por Chris Benoit e o acidente que tirou a vida de Owen Hart são apenas dois exemplos num mar de manchetes sombrias. A Vice até fez o seu próprio programa de TV sobre esse aspecto do wrestling, The Dark Side of the Ring. Destas histórias, a história da família Von Erich, cinco irmãos, tempo e tragédia reduzidos a um, deixa um impacto duradouro. Trazer os Von Erichs para a tela grande exige muito tato. É um alívio, então, que The Iron Claw, de A24 e do escritor e diretor Sean Durkin, retransmita a verdadeira história da “Maldição de Von Erich” com grande respeito. Impulsionado por performances transformadoras do seu elenco, The Iron Claw é uma meditação comovente sobre o amor e a fraternidade que permanecerá com o público muito depois de os créditos terem rolado.

Zac Efron estrela como Kevin Von Erich, um dos quatro irmãos em Dallas, Texas, criados pelo seu pai/treinador Fritz Von Erich (Holt McCallany) para serem lutadores famosos. Ao longo do início da década de 1980, Kevin, Kerry (Jeremy Allen White), David (Harris Dickinson) e Mike (Stanley Simons) passaram a dominar o desporto. Kevin conhece o amor da sua vida em Pam Adkisson (Lily James), e o seu relacionamento com os seus irmãos fica mais forte do que nunca. Infelizmente, uma grande tragédia transforma os quatro irmãos em três, desencadeando uma cadeia de eventos que gradualmente transformará o legado triunfante dos Von Erichs de heróis americanos em algo muito mais sombrio. Enquanto o domínio de ferro do seu pai impede a cura necessária, Kevin tenta aguentar enquanto a sua família fica fora de controlo.

Agora, o leitor perspicaz provavelmente notou que anteriormente foi afirmado que havia cinco irmãos Von Erich e o resumo afirmava que havia quatro. Isso não é um erro. Por uma questão de tempo de execução, o membro mais jovem da família, Chris Von Erich, é totalmente eliminado. Decisões como essas podem afundar um filme e exigir a ética de tal projeto. Felizmente, The Iron Claw presta grande respeito, embora não sem intensidade, aos Von Erichs que retrata. Para dar um passo adiante, o primeiro ato parece quase uma carta de amor à força dos irmãos como unidade familiar. O diretor de fotografia Mátyás Erdély captura-os no seu auge numa montagem ambientada em “Tom Sawyer” de Rush, que os enquadra como ícones, sem ter para onde ir além de subir.

Que fique claro, porém, que mesmo desde o início, The Iron Claw não foge da realidade brutal da situação. Sean Durkin e Holt McCallany não retratam o pai dos rapazes, Fritz, como um homem aparentemente cruel, mas deixam explicitamente claro o nível de controlo que ele tem sobre os seus filhos. O desempenho dolorosamente autêntico de McCallany faz com que ele assuma o papel de treinador, comandando os irmãos como uma equipa que ele precisa de moldar, em vez de um pai amoroso. No início do filme, Kevin vai até à sua mãe Doris (Maura Tierney) e mostra preocupação com o quão durão Fritz é, apenas para ela dizer “é para isso que servem os teus irmãos”. E, como Durkin mostra vividamente, eles eram um sistema de apoio vital um para o outro.

Os irmãos Von Erich são personagens imensamente simpáticos desde o início. David é a estrela natural do grupo, Kerry extremamente confiável, Mike, o artista sensível, e Kevin, bem... Kevin é a cola que os mantém todos juntos. É uma alegria simplesmente vê-los interagir de várias maneiras, como quando os três irmãos vão apoiar Mike num concerto em que ele está a apresentar-se. Tu esqueces, ao ver o filme, que os Von Erichs estão condenados desde os logotipos de abertura porque Durkin e o elenco fazem um ótimo trabalho em tornar te querido por esses rapazes… o que torna o golpe inevitável ainda mais difícil.

Assim que o primeiro Von Erich morre, The Iron Claw atua como uma espécie de acidente de carro cinematográfico em câmara lenta. Ver como os irmãos lidam com a tragédia é de onde vem grande parte da emoção potente. Como novato, o ator Stanley Simons assume muito na sua atuação. Ele faz cara de corajoso e tenta participar do legado da família, mas simplesmente não tem coragem para isso. Uma certa transformação que acontece com Mike exige muita expressão física de Simons. Em ação, é angustiante. Enquanto isso, a estrela de The Bear, Jeremy Allen White, chama a atenção positivamente como um atleta que já foi bem organizado e agora está a desmoronar, ficando furioso e negando o que está a acontecer com a sua família.

Aquele que realmente mantém The Iron Claw à tona em todos os momentos é Zac Efron na performance mais poderosa da sua carreira até agora. Desde o início do filme, o seu intenso amor pelos irmãos fica evidente. É tudo o que ele fala quando conhece Pam, de Lily James. Isso beira a ingenuidade, o seu simples rapaz texano de olhos arregalados, despreparado para a tempestade que está prestes a cair. The Iron Claw vê Kevin de Efron a tentar aguentar com todas as suas forças, tentando manter uma família unida que está fraturada sem possibilidade de reparo. Efron praticamente exige empatia enquanto a tentativa de suprimir todas as emoções possíveis passa pelo seu rosto. Particularmente atraente é o seu relacionamento com Fritz, que de certa forma reflete Whiplash, com a figura do mentor levando o seu aluno além dos seus limites. Só que isso vem com um tipo de estímulo mais reconhecível, em vez do vilão absoluto de J.K. Simmons e em vez de perder amizades, Kevin perde a chance de sofrer.

O cineasta Sean Durkin retrata Kevin como um ser humano preso num pesadelo do qual não consegue acordar. Kevin costuma ser mantido a uma grande distância do espectador em planos abertos, dando a impressão de estar no centro de uma tempestade que parece não parar tão cedo. Sem dúvida, The Iron Claw é uma situação difícil. Às vezes, pode muito bem ser uma marcha da morte, embora altamente convincente. No entanto, faz uma escolha ousada durante o desfecho para permitir a entrada de alguma luz. No final, porém, Durkin e Zac Efron mostram que a cura está próxima. As cicatrizes sempre estarão lá e não será fácil, mas os Von Erichs sobreviventes perseverarão. Um momento simples, onde Efron, em lágrimas, diz aos seus filhos que estão a perguntar-se por que ele fica tão emocionado ao vê-los brincar “Eu costumava ser um irmão” diz tudo.

The Iron Claw será muitas coisas diferentes para muitas pessoas diferentes. Para os fãs de wrestling, será uma cinebiografia necessária de uma família lendária no desporto, com autenticidade reforçada pelo envolvimento de nomes como Chavo Guerrero Jr., Maxwell John Friedman e até mesmo pelo endosso do vivo Kevin Von Erich. Para os especialistas em prémios, é uma excelente vitrine de conjuntos. Acima de tudo, porém, é uma história sobre o impacto que a família pode ter sobre ti, o buraco profundo em que a perda deles pode deixar-te e o início da longa jornada para sair desse buraco. The Iron Claw é um drama humano requintado, puro e simples.

Avaliação: 4,5 de 5.

[pepikhipik]

O Twitteru, zajatcích a blázinci, který vlastní šašek a podvodník Elon Musk

Twitter Blue budí další kontroverze, ověřuje zesnulé celebrity

Podle zprávy Washington Post jsou nejnovějšími celebritami, které byly ověřeny přes službu Twitter Blue, americký herec Chadwick Boseman, baskatbalista Kobe Bryant a slavný kuchař Anthony Bourdain. Až na to, že jsou už mrtví.

Twitter Blue je placená předplatitelská služba platformy, která umožňuje komukoli získat modré zaškrtnutí u svého jména, pokud zaplatí 8 dolarů měsíčně a potvrdí své telefonní číslo. Tato ikonka se te%d objevila ale i u účtů mnoha mrtvých celebrit, které už své telefonní číslo jistě ověřit nemohou, jak píše Washington Post.

Twitter Blue byl původně volitelnou službou, tato možnost vznikla v roce 2021. Po převzetí Twitteru Elonem Muskem byla služba zdokonalena a vpuštěna na trh za vyšší cenu a s novými funkcemi.

Není jasné, jak se ikonka Twitter Blue objevila u účtů mrtvých osobností, Twitter na žádost Washington Post o komentář neodpověděl. Původně byla ikonka poskytována veřejně známým osobám zdarma poté, co Twitter ověřil pravost jejich účtů, nyní si ji může zaplatit kdokoliv.

Mezi zesnulými veřejnými osobnostmi uvedenými v neděli jako odběratelé Twitter Blue byli podle Wahington Post zpěvák Michael Jackson, který zemřel v roce 2009, a Malcolm James McCormick, profesionálně známý jako Mac Miller, který zemřel v roce 2018, a také John McCain, republikánský senátor z Arizony, který také zemřel v roce 2018.

If you are not on Twitter but are interested in what's going on with Elon Musk's Twitter, never fear, I am back as your Twitter Correspondent.

So, on Thursday, 4/20, Elon removed all the "legacy verified" blue checks. That means that if you are, say, Taylor Swift or the Pope, and you have a blue checkmark because you have proven you identity and want to avoid being impersonated, that check mark went away unless you paid the $8 to subscribe to Twitter Blue.

The assumption was clearly that, despite all their blustering, when push came to shove the power users would nut up and pay for it, if only to avoid their fans being scammed using their likeness.

That didn't happen. As of 4/21, only weirdo Elon stans had blue checks. Those stans immediately got mad, because they had intended to purchase access to an exclusive club, and all the cool kids left as soon as they arrived.

To make matters worse for Elon, several influential shitposters began posting about #BlockTheBlue, a movement to block all paid Twitter bluechecks, and some even released scripts that would automatically block all bluecheck accounts for you.

However, some people retained their blue checks who swore they hadn't paid for them -- in particular, Stephen King and LeBron James, who had tweeted that they would refuse to pay.

Elon admitted that he had paid for these users' blue checks out of his own pocket. Is he trolling? Is it a weird simp move? Hard to say.

Now, as of 4/22, a whole mess of famous people have bluechecks who aren't paying for them. This seems to be a move to confound the automated Block The Blue scripts. Lil Nas X is tweeting angrily about how he doesn't want his blue check. People are speculating that a new policy has been silently rolled out to automatically assign a blue check to every user with over 1 million followers. Several people have pointed out that this amounts to false endorsement, i.e. implying falsely that a notable person uses or endorses your product without their permission, which is a crime. Blue checks have been posthumously assigned to Anthony Bourdain and Terry Pratchett, whose estates my money is on to be the ones to actually sue.

dril, famous shitposter and Black The Blue promoter, keeps being assigned a blue check as an apparent punishment for crossing Elon, but you can lose your blue check by changing your display name, so dril just keeps changing his display name every time they bluecheck him. Elon and dril have been engaged in this game of cat and mouse all day. The "Elon bans dril and we all throw trash at him like New Yorkers defending spiderman" meme will probably come to fruition today or tomorrow.

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Zásahy hybridní války vedené Ruskem v USA

Ruský tank v Ohiu.

Srp a kladivo před Bílým domem.

Nálepka na autě v Moskvě: "Dojeli jsme do Berlína - dojedeme do Washingtonu."

Symbol ruských imperiálních ambicí nad Sochou svobody.

Osm tisíc pochodujících v ruských vojenských uniformách a se sovětskými vlajkami ve 20 amerických městech.

V amerických mateřských školách se učí dějepis z učebnice SSSR.

Američtí senátoři to schvalují.

Kreml to financuje.

Zprávy o událostech v USA ve dnech 5.-9. května 2018: Demonstrace vojenské síly v kombinaci s kampaněmi měkké síly vyvolává obavy z rozšiřování ruské agrese proti Západu.

"Pochopení toho, jak rozsáhlé a koordinované jsou ruské operace proti Západu, představuje první krok v konfrontaci - a porážce - Putinovy rostoucí agrese, zejména když se ukazuje, že vměšování do voleb v roce 2016 bylo pouze výchozím bodem. "Pokud někdy existovala jasná výzva k ostražitosti a akci proti hrozbě pro samotné základy našeho demokratického politického systému, pak je to tato epizoda," řekl na jaře roku 2018 bývalý ředitel národních zpravodajských služeb James Clapper. "Doufám, že si Američané uvědomí závažnost této hrozby a že jí budeme společně čelit dříve, než ještě více podkope strukturu naší demokracie."

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Apogeu

Um passo no espaço

O tato aguçado

Um furo no acaso

Anestesiado do fardo

De quem é normal

No peito um consolo

Na boca um bafo de vida

De quem foi igual

De quem é igual

A quem me criou

Não sei onde vou

Mas tô atrasado

Sem sangue nas mãos

Espero meu parto

Pro lado de fora

Das cores reais

Um eterno andarilho

Das ruas sobrenaturais

E quem foi que fez pra mim?

Quem foi que fez pra mim?

O apogeu vai começar agora

O apogeu vai começar agora

O apogeu...

Se você quer me conhecer

Me dê a mão vamos embora

O universo é a nossa casa

E as nuvens são a nossa cama

Não há limites pra impedir

E nem ninguém de quem se esconda

E depois?

O apogeu vai começar agora

O apogeu vai começar agora

O apogeu...

(James Parrillo e Mr. Adnon)

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Há maneiras muito particulares de perceber que alguém é seu melhor amigo. 

Há aqueles que vêm desde a infância e ganham o título por serem os pioneiros. Há aqueles que fazem algo extraordinário e acabam estabelecendo seu lugar de privilégio pela grandiosidade do gesto. Há aqueles que se fazem aos poucos, em conversas e experiências que se somam até formarem uma linha firme no espaço entre os dois. 

James Potter era todas essas coisas ao mesmo tempo. Tinha sido o primeiro amigo de Remus, tinha se transformado em animago para ajudá-lo nas piores noites de sua vida e mantinha-se invicto no título pela quantidade inexplicável de vezes em que havia demonstrado uma lealdade fora do normal diante dos melhores amigos. Essa lealdade já tinha tomado forma em gestos grandiosos, mas era especialmente chamativa nos pequenos; era a lealdade de viver uma noite de lua cheia e depois atravessar um festival gigantesco em busca de itens que pudessem trazer um pouco da festa para dentro da barraca onde Remus tinha se escondido o dia inteiro. 

Lupin não costumava comentar aquelas coisas em voz alta, mas nunca deixava de reparar. Para alguém que tinha crescido na solidão, isolado de outras crianças, tinha a sensação de que o Universo estava constantemente tentando se retratar com ele todas as vezes em que percebia como tinha tirado a sorte grande quando se tratava dos amigos que tinha feito em Hogwarts. 

── Obrigado, Prongs  ── disse, a voz ainda rouca pela noite anterior. Esfregando a garganta com uma das mãos, Remus inclinou-se e usou a mão livre para abrir a mochila que Remus tinha deixado sobre a mesa. Só pelo tato conseguiu identificar uma das poções de alívio, que rapidamente tirou ali de dentro. Já tinha se medicado, mas suspeitava que uma segunda dose de analgésico mágico não poderia fazer mal.  ── Minha nossa, comprou o festival inteiro? 

Essa era sua maneira de demonstrar que reconhecia o gesto. Sabia que James negaria qualquer agradecimento mais extenso e sabia também que já tinham passado desse ponto há muito tempo, muito embora Remus vivesse sempre com agradecimentos entalados na garganta. 

── Escute, é assim que sei que você é mesmo meu amigo. Poderia ter ficado lá fora e está aqui comigo  ── observou, virando o conteúdo de um dos frascos para dentro da garganta. O calor súbito aliviou um pouco a sensação dolorida em seu peito, mas logo ficou quente demais e Remus precisou levar a mão enfaixada ao peito para apaziguar a sensação de queimação.  ── Na verdade, pensando melhor, talvez seja melhor marcar um psiquiatra pra você.  ── Dando uma risada leve, Remus pegou um dos chocolates de dentro da mochila e começou a abrir a embalagem.  ── Viu mais alguma coisa interessante no caminho? Estou supondo que não encontrou Lily...

Com um simples feitiço murmurado para permitir sua passagem, James afastou a lona que marcava a entrada da barraca que dividiria com os amigos nos próximos dias, uma quantidade generosa de comida ainda quente guardada na mochila que carregava. O interior da tenda era amplo, enfeitiçado para se estender diversas vezes além do que aparentava vista de fora, e equipado com mobiliário aconchegante para abrigá-los confortavelmente nos intervalos entre as incontáveis atrações do evento. A exploração do festival propriamente dito, entretanto, teria que esperar até o dia seguinte, já que James se sentia praticamente moído em seu cansaço pós lua cheia e estava mais do que satisfeito em simplesmente recuperar as energias, que definitivamente precisaria se quisesse aproveitar o restante do Witchella. Sem muitas cerimônias, depositou a mochila sobre a mesa de centro e esparramou-se sobre uma das largas poltronas distribuídas pelo espaço, ao lado do assento ocupado notoriamente por @rxmlpin​. “Trouxe comida suficiente para alimentar um pequeno exército, o que é mais ou menos o que consumimos normalmente depois de uma noite de probleminha peludo. Algumas poções, também, caso precise de algo.” Atencioso com detalhes como era, duvidava que Lupin se esqueceria de tomar suas próprias poções, mas James também sabia que a proximidade da lua cheia deixava Remus mais errático; de toda forma, preferia pecar pelo excesso do que pela falta, especialmente quando seus amigos estavam envolvidos. “Sorte sua que não está zanzando por aí lá fora, Moony. Só no caminho até aqui já fui visualmente escandalizado de umas quinze maneiras diferentes e olha que sou uma pessoa de morais bem flexíveis. Estão levando muito a sério essa história toda de sexo, drogas e rock n’ roll.”

[musictomyremember]

Si se calla el cantor – Juntxs por una #CulturaSegura

[mrsjamesss]

"Você ficaria surpresa do que um cachorro bonitinho pode fazer com três homens adultos." A verdade era que os três jovens responsáveis por Prince eram ótimos guardiões do animal, que davam a vida para fazer um cachorro feliz. "Estranho porque nós namorávamos unilateralmente." Não evitar de rir. "Na minha cabeça era um relacionamento e na dela era um rolo mais sério. Mas acho que foi um problema de comunicação nosso mesmo e deu no que deu." James, no entanto, não guardava mágoa alguma e tampouco pareceu sofrer mais do que uma semana por um relacionamento falido. Tirou o óculos de grau, pressionando a ponte nasal entre os olhos com os dedos em um gesto exagerado. "Lily, você deveria ter me contado isso antes de me pedir em namoro. Casa segundo dessa conversa nosso relacionamento se torna mais insustentável. Insalubre, tá?" James tinha um tato especial para encenações dramáticas. "Pra pilotar só sendo o meu piloto." Cantou no ritmo, estalando os dedos lembrando da melodia da música. "Música foda, tá? Foda!" Fazia questão de salientar como gostava de música. "Não é? O cara tem o molho, o carisma." Deu um gole no seu copo. "Vai, me diz mais alguma coisa que eu preciso muuuito saber."

@mrsjamesss

“Hey!” Lily falou um pouco alto para chamar a atenção de James. Estava com sua câmera em mãos e tirou uma foto dele no momento em que ele virou em sua direção. “Nice party.” Voltou a olhar para a câmera, esperando a foto ficar pronta.