#boi I have opinions and ideias!

[lovelyladyabsinthewrites]

Ok ok a another one that i thought about it and i want your opinion about it ......

Soooo remember soldier boy father ?? What if his father wanted to meet (aka his grandchildren) Homelander and his little sister, like before the SB's father die in old age or idk , would Grandpa be like more softer after the years and be doting on his grandchildren like it would be cute not gonna lie.

But what your opinion about it???? I love sharing ideias and making head Canon about ....... :333

Woof, I think Soldier Boy would be conflicted about his dad seeing HL and (y/n), but at the same time he wants to show off how much better he is as a dad 😂😂 To prove a point that he is a success by creating such powerful kids. And in the beginning, SB's dad comes off of as a grumpy old man. Homelander is hesitant to let you near the grouchy man. He'd heard Soldier Boy go on and on about what a piece of shit his own father was when he was a kid.

That changes by the end of the day to Soldier Boy's shock. Slowly, you and Homelander warmed your grandfather up enough that he was smiling. Actually smiling! Not a cruel word coming out of his mouth, but praise at how smart the both of you were. He listened with intrigue as you explained your school life (leaving out how you and HL went to Vought Towers every day after school for. . . extra studying).

Even Homelander watches how freely grandpa would laugh at something funny you said. I think because he's the eldest, he's more jaded toward anything involving Soldier boy. He's probably sitting rigid straight in an arm chair keeping his eyes on your interaction like a protective guardian. SB not in the living room with you guys but he's leaning against the frame of the living room entrance. Arms crossed in front of his arms and pouting 😂

I always like lil hc and ideas with these 3, especially now that i have inspiration to write for the Boys again thanks to the new season ^^

[flower1622]

"But it's just a fictional couple"

But that's the problem. Percabeth exists in real life. They just have different names. I saw and even know some couples like this. The possessive/jealous/obssessed girlfriends that like to control their boyfriends. They are always checking their phones and wanting to know everything the boyfriends do. Always making fun or hitting them for no reason. Always try to look superior to them, like they are the ones who always have the reason and the boys should only be quiet and obey them. There is even print of posts of people saying they would act the same way as Annabeth towards their boyfriends. Some women are like this. They want the men to do everything. To pay the bill, to ask them out, to ask them to dance like when Annabeth ordered Percy to ask her to dance and many other things. So, yeah. The couple is real!

So, these are the things that stop me from liking this couple:

. Annabeth's arrogance

. Percy's quietness

(Annbeth is the one in control and Percy only obeys and never disagrees with her anymore now. Thanks Rick)

Percabeth (for me) are no different from their parents. The changes they have are Percy's loyalty and Annabeth's obsession. Yes, I call their love an obsession. It looks like a first love that turned out to be kinda an infatuation in my opinion. Despite her intelligence, Annabeth acts so much by her feelings. She is a girl that suffered a lot as a child and feels lonely. So, then she meets someone loyal like Percy, she couldn't let this opportunity go. She probably knew he was an easy tag at first, so she needed to get close to him since he was the one. But I think after sometime, she developed something big like an obsession and possessiveness over him. Maybe the ideia of having control over something so powerful, friendly and loyal got to her head. Even he asked himself if he couldn't have other friends outside of Annabeth and Grover since Annabeth got upset with Rachel. But they weren't even dating at that time. She knows that with Percy she will get the love she always wanted and she will also "love" him back. Love is a complicated thing since both don't even know what it really means to love. They like each other, yeah I guess. More like a friendly way, even though the author tries to force the ship. Annabeth also knows that with Percy she could do whatever she wanted with him since he is so naive sometimes. So, if she gets upset and does many questionable things, it will be his fault anyway since he is just a seaweed brain that can't think for himself and needs someone to guide him. So, Annabeth will be his reason, his whole world and she will never let anyone else take them apart because Percy is hers, only hers to hit, to make fun at his trauma, to control, to love, to protect.

[ficsinhistory]

Bh6 Season 3 - Wish List

With the arrival of the third season of BH6, here is my wish list for the season (at least part one of that) :

Karmi’s back in episode 1!! With more backstory in this season!! Ok, maybe I’m dreaming too much, but listen, Karmi always apper in ever. single. premier of the series. Season 1, after the movie (what I not consedir part of the series itself) , season 2 and c’mon! After Legacies Disney, you have the moral duty to bring her back! I miss her! With new cloths!

Miniarcs within the episodes! We know that the episodes will now be only 11 minutes long, BUT, that doesn't stop the writers from putting direct continuity inside them. And I'm not even talking about part one and two, but episodes that will be direct, even with different names. Amphibia, Svtfoe and other eleven-minute drawings did that and I think it would be a good way out of dealing with the issue of time and making the story more connected.

Beach episode! Is Summer! I wanna see the sea!  San Fransokyo is a coastal city. But we only saw the beach once in the movies and without much focus during the series. Disney I want to see the beach! I want to see the gang with ice cream, playing volleyball and good, relaxing after all. (bonus points if Karmi is there too.)

Camp episode! Like I said, it's Summer and I need to see everyone camping and Hiro being terrible at it. I know they in theory went to Muirahara Woods, but I mean as a group to relax! You know bonfires, marshmellos and things like that!  bonus points if Karmi is there too, too!.)

Episode with a party / luau / thing with same vibe! It's summer, and that means parties too! I know we had this with Megan at her school dance, but I want the whole gang and funnt. And yes, it's just an excuse to see the gang dressed in fancy clothes. (You know what I’m say here...)

An episode focusing on the gang's cultural roots! Hiro is half Japanese, Honey is Latina, Wasabi is black. Outside the other people in town. Show me all them love their roots, Disney! I Dare You!

A musical episode! I want everyone to sing! Period!

The old villains back and some with  redemption’s arcs! Some villains are not so bad people and deserve a second chance like Barb and Juniper. Which brings me ...

A confrontation between Liv and Karmi! With puns  on the title like “Predator Day” or something! Okay, Liv and Chris are coming back, fact! Karmi too! And man, I want to see this reunion a lot. I want drama, I want action! I want Liv to get Hiro and Gang and maybe make Karmi come after them on Sycorax when she has to face her worst nightmare live! I want to see the worst that Liv can do and how Karmi will react to it, possibly without letting her parents find out. This girl has a backbone and I can't wait to see it!

Last and not least, more mention of the family. Hiro's dads, plus mentions of Tadashi, the gang's parents and family! I want to know about everything!

[naydraw]

HC (sorta) for the cup bros finding out the other has a crush on someone

So, it's gonna be more like a "imagine the situaton" thing, and i'll use Cala Maria for Mugman and Chalice for Cuphead as examples 'cause why not.

Mugman:

I think out of the two brothers, Mugman is the most familiar with the concept of love, but that doesn’t mean he knows exactly how it works. He learned a lot by reading the stories in his books, so he has a vague ideia of how it is when someone is in love, but things get tricky when it comes to real life. A scene that describes this really well is when Cala Maria is dumping the shit out of BrineyBeard and then it cuts to the boys and Mugs is like “oh no, she doesn’t love him back! That’s so sad!” while Cups is just like “WTF am I witnessing?”

So imagine this:

The boys just got their planes fixed from the last fight with Cala Maria, they had their encounters before but this time things were more serious, they had their own souls on the line, so they couldn't risk losing this time. Cuphead was firm in what had to be done, but Mugman wasn't so confident on the mission.

"Okay Mugsy! Just a few more upgrades and we'll be ready to beat that giant mermaid, she's gonna hand her soul contract in one way or another!"

"Um, Cuphead couldn't we just try to talk to her this time?"

"We tried to talk to other debtors before and it didn't go well, remember?"

"But what if this time is different? What if she actually listen to us?"

"Are you crazy?! What makes you think a giant sea monster with laser eyes that petrifies you would do if we went there and just said 'G'day ma'am could you give us YOUR soul contract so we can free OUR necks from the Devil?'" Cuphead says while making exaggerated expressions to amplify his sarcasm.

"Well I don't know, it's just... She seems so nice and elegant while also strong, I mean look at her! And her voice is so soothing... and her eyes are-" He stops mid sentence and looks at Cuphead which is just staring at him in confusion.

With that Mugman realises that he was daydreaming about her again. He can feel his cheeks heat up from embarassment, so he tries to brush it off saying "heh, lets forget that I said that!" But it's too late.

"Wait, why would you- Oh, you have a crush on her, don’t you?!" The cup looks with a teasing smile.

"What?! That's not true!" he shouts blushing even more.

"Yeah, it is!" His brother says while bursting out laughing.

"No, it's not! What makes you think on something like that? Just ‘cause i think she’s…kinda pretty? And that i like the way she fights, and- Oh no!”

“BAHAHAHAHA” Cuphead is now rolling on the ground unable to contain the laughter. “I can’t believe! You really fell for the sea beast. Oh Mugsy, I didn’t know had a thing for big women!”

Mugman was more annoyed than embarrassed now, how can Cuphead make fun of something he himself doesn’t have any ideia how it works?

“Fine! Maybe I do have a crush on her. So what?! This does not change my opinion on trying to talk to her instead of just going on fighting!”

“Okay, okay! You don’t need to get mad, if you think it’s worth a shot, we might as well try it.” He said petting Mugman on the back.

“Really? Would you do that for me?” Mugman’s eyes glow as he said.

“Of course! But if it doesn’t work, we’re doing it my way, deal?” Cuphead extended his hand in an offering manner.

Mugman takes it and shake his hand “Deal!”

Cuphead:

As for Cuphead, although he knows about the concept of love, he's not really a fan of it. He thinks it's cheesy and kinda boring, so when someone mentions it, he either makes fun of it, or does not care at all. But things get different when HE gets a crush on someone! At first he's confused, he doesn't know how to act, he doesn't know how to feel, so he'll bottle down his emotions and act like nothing is wrong. And if somebody acknowledge his behavior, he'll deny it to death only to get more and more obvious.

So get this scene:

It's a beautiful, sunny morning. The cup bros agreed to go fishing last night and the weather was perfect to do it. They had almost everything ready to go.

"Alright Cuphead!" Mugman enters the room with the last supllies for the trip "I got the fish rod and lures all ready to- Are you okay brother?"

Cuphead was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling with a pouty expression. "I don't know Mugsy, I haven't been feeling so well lately I think I might be sick..."

Mugman approaches his brother and puts a hand on his forehead to check his temperature "Mmm... You don't seem to have a fever, what exactly are you feeling? Wait, don't tell me yet!" He runs away from the room but then comes back with fake glasses and a doctor's coat.

He grabs a notebook and a pen nearby, sits on a chair next to Cuphead "Ok patient Cuphead, tell me what have you been feeling lately?" Mugman says impersonating a doctor.

Cuphead sits on the bed and starts "Well, sometimes I have this weird sensation in my tummy, my palms get sweaty, my mind gets cloudy and I'm not able to think straight..."

"Not... think... straight..." Mugman says to himself while taking notes. Then it hits him. All these 'symptoms' Cuphead is telling him, could it be... "Interesting, what else?"

"Oh, sometimes I feel like I ran a marathon even thought I didn't do anything and my heart feels like it's going to explode!" He continues.

"Right, and can you remember when these weird feelings started to show up?" The boy asks his brother just to make sure of his assumptions.

"Um, I think it all started since the last time Chalice was here with us..."

"THAT'S IT!" Mugman shouts excitedly.

"What?! What is it doctor Mugman? Is it serious? Am I dying?!" Cuphead keeps asking with a worried expression.

"No, it's Chalice!"

"Wait, do you think she was sick too? Did she pass me the illness, or somethin'?" He was starting to get frustrated, how come he gets sick and his brother doesn't? the three of them we're together all the time!

"No Cuphead, can't you see?" Mugman says while giggling. "You're in love!"

"What?! No, i'm not!"

"Yes, you are!" He was laughing now.

"No. I. Ain't! Stop laughing!" The cup boy pushes his brother, and can't help but feel his cheeks blush a little. Maybe mugman's right, but that doesn't mean he can make fun of his feelings like that! "It's not funny..."

"You're right, it's not funny, but it sure is adorable, I already imagine you two walking together, side by side and holding hands and-"

"AAAAH!" Cuphead shakes his head and flops on to the bed, burying his face in the pillow "That's terrible! how can this happen?!"

"Oh, c'mon Cuhead! It's not the end of the world. You just got a crush, it's a natural thing that can happen to anyone. And don't worry, I won't tell anything to her."

His brother lifted his head from the pillow to look the Mug. "Promise?"

Mugman raises his palm "Promise!"

With that Cuphead sighs and gets out of the bed "thanks Mugsy, now lets get some fish, shall we?"

[skambane]

Do you think steddie or ronance would get pets in your AU?

ABSOLUTELY!!!

for steddie: not right now

for ronance: i’ve been thinking about them getting a pet for a while now. even have the options sorted both for a cat or a dog already, just need to figure it out:

cat or dog? i feel like nancy would totally be a cat person because “robs, we live in a sardine can. cat’s are tiny, independent, and easier to take care.” but then there’s robin, on the ground of the shelter being attacked by a big dog *excited baby voice activated* “but look at him nance, he’s such good boy, aren’t you? yes you are, yes you are the best boy.”

also, names? (feel free to send me ideias and your opinions on either dog or cat)

come chat with me

[heyvivalapluto]

rose granger-weasley headcanons:

ravenclaw

her middle name is minerva because of professor mcgonagall

she hates when people call her “rosie”. ron is the only one allowed to call her that

she’s daddy’s little girl. and she loves to be.

but hermione is her best friend. and no, it’s not weird

cat lover!!!!

she’s a bit smaller than albus, but still tall

either a black powerful woman or a fiery redheaded. either way, she has beautiful freckles

one of the brightest minds of the wizard community.

her favorite colors are also the same colors as her lgbt flag: purple blue and pink.

she’s a bissexual disaster.

i mean, she knows how to flirt and stuff, but she falls in love way too quickly and becomes a mess about her feelings. a total romantic

she actually accidentally flirts and half the world falls in love with her

her favorite uncle and aunt are bill and fleur

she loves the beach and the countryside

her patronous and animagus is a ginger cat

loves long showers

has a mug collection

avid reader

FANFICTION FANFICTION FANFICTION

cooks better than molly herself, but she’ll never agree with it, because “there’s no better food than granny’s”

makes part of the rare group of people that looks great in yellow

seems to be fragile, but is the most badass person people will ever meet

invented “looks like a cinnamon roll, but could actually kill you” trope

she likes so many things that she has no ideia what to do for a living. sometimes she wants to have her own inn at some beach, sometimes to be a quidditch player and sometimes to be a journalist

*feminist*

her favorite fruit is mangoes

she is lowkey in love with scorpius

she’s so gentle, so brave.

heart of gold

although she probably will kick ass and take names anytime, anyplace. she’s a total hot head, even if she seems so delicate

plays chess with her father, whenever she can. she always lets him win

pretty brown eyes.

terrible at taking care of plants

her favorite subject at hogwarts is potions, but she sucks at chemistry. her favorite muggle subject is english literature

she did go to a muggle school before attending hogwarts

rose is a great writer

smart mouth

she’s always exhausted because she’s fighting the patriarchy

devil in disguise was made specifically for her. she sure looks angelical and is good hearted, but boi is she bad tempered

her voice is really unique. it’s deep, but somehow sweet and delicate. she talks and it seems like she’s singing

seriously she got it so bad for scorpius. she’s so in love

knows how to dance ballet, but doesn’t really like it, because of all the toxic behaviors of that universe

she’s overconfident at the most ridiculous times

her over confidence is about “yeah, of course i can do this”, but she actually can’t. like seriously, never dare this girl. ever.

she’s an oblivious heartbreaker. she sure is gorgeous and people tend to fall easy for her (i mean, come on), but she tends to not notice people who might have a lowkey crush on her, because she only has eyes for those she’s fallen for (for now is scorpius)

she’s very straightforward about her thoughts on any subject

dreams about a big wedding

she always loses her keys. no one knows how she does it, but she does.

her favorite flowers are lilies

her favorite show is new girl and has a major crush on cece

“i might have a tiny little crush on scorpius”

bonus: scorpius likes her back. he just sucks at flirting. or communicating at all

she’s addicted to sitcoms

she has the horrible habit of biting her nails

she never gets sick. it doesn’t even make sense

big brain. fierce mind. i’m serious, she’s a genius

rose will always help anyone in need.

“‘dude’ but like... romantically”

her favorite ice cream flavor is coconut

goofy, overconfident, flirtatious and desperate for approval: that’s her aesthetic. that’s it

“men should never have an opinion on anything.” and “i’ll be nicer, if you’re smarter” are her mottos.

she is the queen of self love, but she’s still human and still is ron weasley’s daughter. so she eventually stops believing in herself and thinks she will never be good enough

she just wants to make her parents proud

she just wants to protect and honor their legacy.

oblivious? duh

she actually sucks at giving advice. why people still come to her? but of course rose will always be there for anyone

her laugh is way too loud, but she’s never ashamed of it.

knows fluent french, because of her aunt fleur. she actually goes almost every summer to france to visit gabrielle, along with fleur and her cousins: dominique, victoire, teddy and louis

rose actually learned french because she realized how left out fleur was around the weasleys. they didn’t seem to appreciate her and rose couldn’t stand by that

i mean, fleur is awesome and rose knows it.

she hates to wear her hair in ponytails. she just hates it

she actually can make any spells without her wand. she just uses it for the aesthetic

she used braces for a while, because of her grandparents

rose is always exhausted. she needs at least 12 hours of sleep to be rested, but at the same time, she manages to sleep only 3-4hours per night. constantly

she is a workaholic, thus her awful sleep schedule

always fighting with roxanne, but they are really close. they fight because they love each other

her favorite cousins are albus, louis and james

jealous type

but is terrified about having a toxic behavior

advocate of those without a voice

pancakes supremacy

hates to see blood

actually, rose doesn’t even see james as her cousin because they are so close.

she sometimes believes they are platonic soulmates.

they get along so well it astounds anyone who sees them together

they are best friends

okay, so james and rose’s relationship is so strong and they love each other so much. it’s unmatched. of course albus is her favorite cousin and friend, but with james? he is her soulmate, simple as that

“SOULMATES DO NOT HAVE TO BE ROMANTIC, DAMN IT”

james and rose’s duo is about how easy they connect. they are both bad tempered and ultra kind, and also believe in “be gay, do crimes” motto. he never lets her feel alone and is the first to hear her problems and vice versa; she says he is her older and male version.

rose’s is captain of her quidditch team. she’s one of the chasers.

she’s very competitive

she’s very protective of her friends

rose will always take care of the ones she loves

rose is big fan of elton john

“this boy got me fuckt up” / “what boy?” / “william shakespeare.”

brutally honest

imagine anne shirley mixed with katara.

[kanene-yaaay]

It started when...

Kanene’s note: Aaaa, okay! This little guy here give me some trouble and I had to re-write it some times but I really liked the ideia, so my butter heart didn’t let me to dig it in some deep archive of my computer, soooo…

Here he is!! Is a boy fluff! xDD

Well, at first it was suppose to be a OC fanfic, but then I felt some urge to made a Logan liking tickling and I think I didn't captured his personality very well xD. However, I really loved the result! Hope you enjoy this as well!!!

Warnings, fun facts, random things and stuff:

* This characters don’t belongs to me! They all belongs to Thomas Sanders! Yaaay!

* This is a SFW Tickle-fic, so, if you don’t appreciate this kind of content, please, look for another arts. There are a lot of wonderful arts in this site!!  ^w^)b

* Something around 4000 words. -w-)b.

* Sorry for any spelling, pontuation and grammar mistakes! Any and every advice is very very welcome! \(-w-)/

* This idea, like most of the good ideas came from NOWHERE! It’s pretty funny to write, tho. Hope you all enjoy it!

* Portuguese Version coming soon!! Thankys for reading, my lollipops! Have a incredible week!  Byeioo!~

                      [~*~]

‘If you could create your own Tickle World. How it that would be?’

(~.~)

For Roman it started when Logan stopped going to his room to talk about new video ideas and their developments. Not that it was an obligation of the said (in truth, sometimes it was very frustrating and tiring), but it had become part of the creative guardian routine, almost a bonding moment between both.

Most of time it was good and the royal side found himself waiting for this weekly moments that for some unknown reason  simply ceased from existion. They diminished little by little until  became so sporadic that Roman took the responsibility into his own hands and now made a point of visit the other when he missed these meetings or just had a random idea and felt the necessity to share it, even if it was undeveloped.

He never addressed this fact to Logan, simply for the lack of some subject that connected or lead to that or for being too distracted debating the good and improving points in the script, where they could be changed and the trails that it would be leading. Because of this he just remembered to bring up the conversation when he already was out of the other’s room, don’t find much motivation to return and broke the pleasant conversation they both had, for the most of time at least, for a subject of which Roman didn’t even knew to what territory it would lead.

For that reason, the subject on matter was left aside.

For Patton, the things initiated a little earlier, perhaps at the very beginning of everything. Just at that period when the one who wears tie moved his balcony chair for a point further away and hidden from the front window.

Those moments when the evening reading in the living room were shifted to the went to his bedroom from where he didn’t came back so early, and, when he did it was only for a short amount of time or somewhere a little farther from the couch itself. Patton lost the count on so many times Virgil had to hiss, like an adorable and cute dark kitty- Okay, focus! Focus!!- until Logan transfers himself to other place or furniture.

The guardian of morality couldn’t help himself in feeling… a bit worried with the behavior change, however, every time he thought in mention it he noticed the extremely rare and calm smile opened so naturally in Logan’s face as he stared something in his phone.

For this reason, for him, the subject on matter was half left aside.

For Virgil, realizing the change on the routine and natural order of the house was absolutely common, small changes happened with small new activities, and the curious aspect definitely was someone who always sought to explore the newest types of knowledge and, due this, for him the things just really began when this change on the routine became… well… routine.

The brain of one on hoodie didn’t waited too much before starting to have the most miscellaneous theories as answers to the not-so-sudden but equally strange change. The hypothesis varied according to his humor, going from it all being Deceit faking being Logan (refuted since both already had been seemed together fighting for the last cup of coffee) to everything being his fault because of his adaptation by the Light Sides, which was the favorite one of that voice in the deep of his mind.

Nevertheless, between all of them, just one hypothesis proved itself as the truth. It was proven on a cold day, the reason why everyone was locked in their room enjoying the warmth from their own beds.

Everyone but Virgil, who already had an almost natural protection (he already accepted the hoodie as part of his own body, it doesn’t matter what the society says.) and calmly headed for the television looking forward to re-watch some movies seeking the references that the last conspiracy theory video he saw said to exist, when his gaze met the shape layed on the couch dropping bubbling giggles.

Logan. Bubbling giggles.

These was for sure two things which didn’t seemed nestable at all, but wow, formed a pretty picture.

So that was it. Logan has an obscure secret. An obscure secret that made him lightly, happily giggle.

(Blackmail, maybe?)

The anxiety’s representation cursed the logic side for being always so respectful about his personal space, his thoughts opinions, desires and almost everything that involved Virgil feeling comfortable, supported and calm around them; because this fact just pushed away any and every evil will to sneaky behind Logan and finally cease once and for all his curiosity.

Consciousness. For that reason, he had to leave the subject on matter aside. But not completely, oh no, never completely.

(~.~)

Logan felt restless. He tapped the fabric of his pants lightly and observed all the landscape, trying to focus on its details and analyze them, seeking for distract his brain off the story he had read the last night, however his mind was always an indomitable spirit when it was referring to this subject. He spent the entire morning thinking, visualizing it, and before he could have a minute for researching about the stars and finally focusing in something else Roman called everyone to discuss in his room about the new scenario that would be used for the special video, which it showed as a proposal practically irrefutable to Logan, who put his obligations above almost every other thing.

- I let the room as a white canvas for we paint it at our desire! - The nomination maybe have been a little too literal, although it didn’t captured the whole essence of the albino forest surrounding the quarter. -   Sure I will be the first who- PANDA COSPLAY, IF YOU PUT ‘WELCOME TO THE BLACK PARADE’ ONE MORE TIME, I SWEAR FOR THE HOLY SWOR-

Logan rolled his eyes for the duo fight, and when his glaze dropped all his body froze, electric goose bumps ran down every inch of his skin, his eyes slightly widening, tense muscles.

The grass around him was beginning to transform, to color itself. From where his feet touched green spirals started to very calmly unfold, as if unaware about its surrounding, including the fright of its ‘creator’.

But, since nothing in life is easy, of course it was not only in color that the grass was being transfigured, but also in shape. The centimeters around his shoes were no longer grass, and yes small green, and as it seemed, extremely soft feathers.

Logan felt blush, nevertheless, more than blush he felt scared… No, ‘scared.’ wasn’t the correct word.

Apprehensive. He felt apprehensive

The rationality’s representation glanced at the others, who fortunately wasn’t paying any attention to him.

He stepped back. The color and feathers followed him, each footprint leaving the place more modificated and colorful. Logan felt his mouth dry. That was a bad idea. An awful idea. He wasn’t supposed to feel that way, wasn’t supposed to have this kind of thoughts. He was the logic, rational, serious, trustworthy, fact-based, not shaken up by feelings side.

Apprehensive. Anxious.

Virgil turned around, letting Roman and Patton chat a little about the scenario to discuss a few option with Logan, since he probably would already have some analysis about the place and more tangibles ideas whic-

His eyes widen.

“Coming here was a mistake. I need to do something. I should…. I should….”

- Logan. Logan. Hey, hey, hey. - He lifted up his glare, allowing himself to look as vulnerable as he felt. Virgil moved closer, their eyes met. - It’s alright. Everything is alright. - His voice was in a slowly, velvety, paused tune. Logan’s muscles slightly relaxed. - There are no problem, ok? It’s alright. We are here. It is we, and we are here at your side.

The one who wears a tie nodded, closing his eyes for a moment and bringing up Thomas’ memories from when he was anxious. He taken a deep breath, always a deep breath.

Breathe in. Hold it for seven seconds.

One…

- Everything is alright.

Yes. It was. It was they and everything was alright.

Virgil finally looked down, seeing what was source of concern for the rational side. The green color began to grow more vivid, more palpable as the spirals increased and expanded, getting bigger and bigger until the divisores lines mingled and they form a only one greenish circle.

Two…

Keep your eyes closed. It is more easier to control myself when my eyes are closed. Focus on the breathing. Focus on the dark. There is nothing to be afraid of.

The movements were bold, precise and calculated. Almost mesmerizing. Now little white particles loosened from the circle that resembled the grass. These particles fluttered in the air for a few moments before starting to stretch and took… a softer, fluffier, delicate shape.

Three…

There is nothing to be afraid of.

Wait. Is those feathers?

Four…

It is they. It is they. It is they. There is no problem because it is they.

A pleasant cold wind became, as if it brought distant news of a coming rain. It was so nostalgic that automatically all the muscles off his body loosen and the sound of small raindrops hitting the treetops became present, even if there was no visible cloud.

Five…

They are family. And respect me, so it is alright. Everything is under my control.

The wind made all the feathers move faster and faster, spiraling around Logan and his concentrated countenance. It was like a little private swirl.

And it spined, it spined, it spined and spined spined spined spined.

Six…

And he could be the aspect responsible for the rationality, knowledge and logic for certain, however it didn’t prevented him to be something more, or to appreciate what he appreciated. It was ok.

It always was.

Patton and Roman’s voices stopped to echo across the room, their gazes finally meeting the peculiar scene unfolding in front of their eyes. They both turned, the attention completely captured.

Seven.

- Logan?

The logic side opened his eyes.

Breathe out.

The swirl exploded consuming everything in a matter of few seconds. Nobody could hear nothing and even less utter some other word. They assumed a defensive pose, arms in front of their eyes and legs tensed ready to run away from any danger; until they realized that wasn’t any real danger. The feather didn’t even touched much their skin, feeling more as a stroke than any other thing.

The sensation ceased. The weather seemed different, colder, lighter, cozier.

And, when they were sure that everything really stopped, that there would be no further transformation, everyone opened his eyes, their breath catching for an instant, as if afraid to spoil the art-  no! Even better… the world around them.

Through all the space white feathers graciously floated to the ground, as little drops of paint in a emerald green that covered the whole grass, which stirred with the calm breeze that hitted it and and lead to green feathers also been released from the said and fly for few seconds before coming back to their original places. Not that it was always possible, since some usually  ended up trapping themselves in the greyish trunks of leafy trees painted in colors that went from pastel to vivids, flashy shades. Small vines decayed from the branches.

Roman stepped forward, curiously touching a pastel one, which wrapped around his wrist, soft as a blanked, each touch leading to electric shivers that made an involuntary smile groom in his face.

The trees were neither too tall nor too high, fact that allowed the cloudy sky been easy seem, not as an anticipation for a storm, but as if it was predicting an pleasant weather either to go out for a wandering or to stay home under the covers catching up on your favorite series. Virgil heard something else, however, he didn’t needed to focus too much before listen the velvety voices came audibles, as if they were brought by the pleasant-scented breeze.

“You are wonderful.”

“Does it tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle?~”

“I’m so proud of you.”

“Oh, it seems like someone is a bit ticklish.~”

“Thank you for all your effort.”

“I didn’t even did nothing and already became a blushy mess! Coothie coothie coo!”

“You did a good job.”

“The tickle monster is gonna getcha, getcha, getcha!”

- No! - Logan’s protests snapped everyone out of their trance, causing their eyes quickly find him, who had tripped and now attempted to get away from two floating gloves that mischievously wiggled their fingers in his direction. The huge smile on his face was almost as noticeable in his tune, whose its owner didn’t had any really warm on trying to escape. - Don’t  you dare to approach an infinitesimal cent-ack!! Nohohohohohohohohohohoho!

All the words went in vain, transfiguration  themselves in laugh when the two gloves ignored his warnings and attacked his ribs. Logan let himself lay on the grass, little snorts flying from his mouth as the said struggled to hold back his laughter, but nothing compared to the volume of the squeal that came from Patton’s lips as he processed the scene unfolded. He excitedly bitted his knuckles, don’t waiting a half second before running to the other.

- Logan!! I can’t belive you like tickling!!!

- Ohohohohohohohohohoho nahahahahahHAHAHAHAAHAaha!! - Their fingers started to focus in his hips, reason why the loud squeaks and more uncontrollable giggles leaved his mouth, but the logic aspect used all his willpower to cover his face with his hands, rolling to the opposite side in order to not being able to see the expression which the cat lover gives to him. Part of him relieved for don’t need to hide nothing anymore and part still very apprehensive with what all of this would result.

- Uh huh, sir! - Patton playfully complained, a grin spreading across his face as he sat at Logan’s side, his hands quickly, and very skillfully, meeting his armpits. Logan shrieked before get lost in a laughing sea, removing his hands from his face in a attempt to stop the new pair which tickled him. His face was completely red, the smile almost brighten the room for its light for being so big, his nose wrinkled and little dimples starting to been present. Patton felt his gaze shine, also laughing. - No hiding that wonderfully cute face of yours, mister! I can’t believe that you didn’t told us sooner, Lo-lo! 

- We can all agreed that this is… how would you say it…? - Virgil showed up, discovering to be an impossible mission not smile at the scene. The melodious giggles, yelps and squealing from both sides filled the air. - undeniably adorable.

Unable to explain why, Logan’s laugh increased, his legs squirming when the dad’s quarter got bored from his armpits and now went for his tummy, scratching, poking, squeezing and making his fingers dance through all its extension, which would surely made the mind’s representation curl in a defensive ball, if it wouldn’t the gloves changing its tickles to his thighs, each knead leading to a different squeal.

A thought crossed the one on hoodie’s brain. His smile faded.

- Hey, Patton. - His voice was more serious, a little fearful. - Wait, wait, wait! - He holded his shoulder, slightly pulling him back and making the paternal one reluctantly stop his ‘attack’, staring Virgil with that ‘lost puppy’ eyes, with a Logan behind thanking silently, or as quietly as possible when laughter and snorts unintentionally kept escaping from his lips due two fingers that teasingly scratch the underside of his knees, taking a few sips of air.

- Kiddo, I know you also wanna have some fun, but you need to be patient and wait your turn! -Virgil felt his entire face on fire, especially as Logan turned, apparently interested in the conversation.

- That isn’t it! - Patton couldn’t help but grin with the defensive tune the other used. Virgil frowned and rolled his eyes, his hands gesticulating all over the room. - This situation… It’s too much to show at once. Logan can be feeling vulnerable, maybe even uncomfortable to being exposed like this.

Both turned to the said, worried, alarmed looks. Logan opened his lips, only for a little squeak jump when the gloves started to squeeze and knead his kneecaps, his wobbly arms tried to remove them, but in vain.

- He need a little break… Roman! - The guardian of anxiety drew the other’s attention, who had to break free of some vines before joining the group, his hair a little messed up and with a breathless smile.

- Oh, why do you call , stormACK!! - The prince’s phrase was interrupted when the purple lover grabbed the gloves and tossed them on him, who even tried to fight against the saids, however ended subdued by skills when they found way to his feet. - VIRHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIGIL!! NOhohohohohohOHOHOHOHO!

- Sorrey, dude. - Virgil smirked receiving a sharp, but without any anger in it, glare from the aspect of creativity. It was pretty hard take him serious when the said was squirming and happily laughing, tough.

- Uhuhu. You are evil. - Patton also excitedly smiled, before the duo remembered the previous topic of conversation and turned round to the logic side.

Logan was already sitting, adjusting his glasses and tie, his face still had remnants of the blush so as the smile. Everything got quite quiet, apart from Roman, who still laughing with the tickles. Maybe it was that laugh that gave Logan a bit more bravery to lift his gaze, clean his throat and stare the two side who observed him full of cautelous.

- A-about the previous question, Virgil. - For a moment he wished that the voices stopped their teasing, being promptly answered. Thank you. - I appreciate your concern and the free of judgment reaction of everyone, nevertheless. - “The vulnerability, no, the intimacy doesn’t bother me for the only main fact that it is you all, and I know that I’m more protect in your hands than any other on this vast universe.” - N-no hassle. - At least he could remind and utter something from his lift cards, since his brain didn’t seemed to much helpful on this moment. His face was gonna to melt, he was sure of it. - The sensation of vulnerability just would bother me if the fear of rejection was still present or our intimacy wasn’t yet strong. - Looked away. - The latter situation clearly isn’t the case and the first one… There is no reason to be afraid of. - And shut himself.

- Oh, Lo-lo, you are so silly… - Patton knelt down in front of him, staring in such a tender and affectionate way that for a moment Logan really realized how his fear was irrational. - There is no problem in like tickling. - The smile of the paternal figure increased when notice Logan squirm and lightly blush as heard the word.

- We would never criticize you for something like that. - Virgil didn’t knelt down, but the meaning on between his lines already demonstrate enough. -  Liking is liking. If it’s nothing hurting anyone… - Then shrugged.

- In fact is making good! Now we know what to do to hear your fabulous laugh! - The representation of morality evil smirked, wiggling his fingers, which made Logan instinctively stepped away, seeking help on Virgil, who seemed a bit surprise by his action, but he grinned, grabbing one of the flying feathers and twirling this between his fingers.

Logan stepped some more centimeters away as precaution, little giggles beginning to form between his lips.

- Without to mention that he seems to having so much fun! - Patton pointed to Roman, everyone turning to observe the scene where the aspect of hope and dreams still laughing with the gloves’ attack, which apparently found themselves in the mission of create the most bubbling and snorts almost at the same time by scribbling white feathers on his neck.

- Don’t we should help him?

- Do not worry. - Logan adjusted his glasses, voice stuffed with a slightly playfulness. - I programed the gloves to feel when you want more tickles or not. As long Roman don’t wish anymore tickle there wouldn’t be any of it. All of this ‘world’ works as this.

- I have to admit I’m a bit jealous. - Patton absently commented, taking one of the feather falling in circle moviments to the ground. The creator felt his eyes gloom, an absurd urge to smile taking over his body.

- Is that so, Patton? Well, allow me to help you with this impasse. - and before anything could be answered Logan hugged him from behind, digging his fingers on his tummy and leading belly laughter to explode from the cat lover, who started to squirm almost instantality. 

- THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT WanS’T WHAHAHahahahahAHAHAT I meAN! LOHOHOHOHohohohohohohohohohohoHOHOHOHO! - His laughter were totally filled with high pitched squeals and screams almost as adorable as his personality.

- Oh, but after your attack I believe that is my right to seek revenge. - His whispered words tickled the shell of the other’s ear, who immediately attempted to hide the ticklish spot in his shoulder, receiving a raspberry in the vulnerable side of his neck. - How kind of you to show that delicate point of yours so I can tickles, tickles, tickles, Patton. Very considerate of you.

- NahahahahahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHahahahahaha!!! - He stopped to struggle, just lightly squirming and letting himself to be carried away on this moment of playfulness and affection from the other, the teasing painting a strong blush on his cheeks and small droplets started to accumulate in the corner of his eyes. Virgil snorted.

- Don’t think that I forgot you, Virgil. - Logan only glanced the one on hoodie, but that alone was already enough to release cold shivers down his spine, smile starting to rise in his face. Even when the logic side came back to give attention on the victim on his claws his Fight or Flight instincts didn’t stopped to kick in.

Something velvety wrapped around his waist.

- NO! Wait!!! - Virgil tried to dislodge the vine that involved him, turning around on time to see other in light colors happily coming towards him. - I didn’t even did nothing! Let me g-

- Precisely, dear Virgil. You have allowed me to be attacked without lifting a single finger, and I believe that  judicially, this can be termed ‘complicity’. - The soft vines began to curl up around all his body, vibrating as they purred. Virgil closed his eyes and pursed his lips tightly, putting effort for any giggle came out of his mouth. Logan’s expression softened a little. - Do not worry, the pastel ones are responsible for light tickles. - When one found its way to that sweet spot beneath his shoulder blades and camped there the barrier broke, a flow of giggles, snorts, and low yelps flyed from his mouth. Virgil’s legs failed in keep him up and for that reason he ended up being carried, having the sensation that he floated in pure light, soft and unbearable tickles. The smile on his face wasn’t huge, but seemed able to light all the space with its cuteness.

And, for Logan, it was in this exact moment, when the carefree laughter walked and danced through all the room that he spent hours and hours imaginating, that everything started…

… to get really interesting.

[ashalightwood]

Unpopular opinion

Ok! Jace and Alec's parabatai relanshionship wasn't developed well in the earlier TMI books because wasn't the focus (the two parabatai weren't in the main romance ) and CC only had the ideia of use parabatai for the TID. That said,I believe Jace and Alec have a way healthier and less codependent relanshionship than Jem and Will. They were raised as family and had parents to provide real care for them and siblings to share love and concern with. Jem and Will only had each other to trust completely (yes, even with Charlotte and Henry being responsible for them, they weren't exactly "family"). So, thankfully CC provide in the new books and short stories some moments that show how close Jace and Alec are. They are and always will be brothers in soul. So I beg the fandom to give a little more understanding to the relanshionship of my boys who first got me to fall in love with the concept of parabatai.

[battlestar-royco]

I also couldn't like SoC because of Kaz. Like the other anon he ruined the book for me and I really hated how he treated Jesper. I never enjoy this type of character, they are not amusing or interesting to me. The lead from To Kill a Kingdom is a discount Kaz, and probably the only PoC exemple I can think and I disliked him too. TKaK was a let down to me. Not just features a discount Kaz but poorly writted, but also a discount Alien. No ideia how I finished reading that.

(So I had a couple paragraphs written in response to this earlier today but unfortunately due to big dumbass energy I deleted it all so I’m SORRY)

It’s amazing how divisive Kaz is as a character. I know people who love the book because of him, who love everything about it except him, who appreciate him as a character but hate him as a person, and more. Most antis have a very strong opinion on him, whether that’s hate or love. I definitely understand getting exhausted by characters cut from his cloth. I feel like the trope itself--ruthless asshole ringleader--is fine for me, but the thing that irks me to no end is that all the characters with his characterization are white dudes and the author is trying to convince me of their inherent goodness without doing the work to show that goodness. I just really want more redemption arcs and anti hero narratives for non white non male characters lol. I never read TKAK so I can’t speak on that unfortunately, but it’s always disappointing to read a “morally ambiguous” character when it’s clear that the author bit off more than they could chew. In my reread of SOC I feel like Kaz is a lot less likeable than I remember. Still well-written, still charismatic, but a lot darker gray than I thought. Maybe I changed as a reader or maybe I had a different version of him in my head, but yep his haters are certainly justified. I also agree about the way he treats Jesper. There’s a special discomfort to their dynamic because Jesper is a black boy pining after an asshole white boy who rarely gives him the time of day. Matthias also kind of grates on me. I understand that he had his whole arc and shit but his hatred for Grisha and his desire to literally, violently kill Nina is yikes.

[imaginingandwrestling]

Baron Corbin - Christmas

Requested by: @moonchildcorbin;

Both you and Corbin know he’s not going to be home for  Christmas, since WWE was going to have shows in the day, but not like this is going to ruin your or any other superstar holiday, after a bit of talk, Vince allow they all to bring they families along if that’s what they wish. Of course, you and your husband wished your son first christmas would be home with some family, but after consider it a bit, you two decided that your co-workers and friends are also family, a very big, messy, loud family that you both love. 

You’re with Y/S/N in your arms as you let him play with your hair as Baron and Corey talk about this new tattooo they are going to get to celabrate, after all Corey was Y/S/N godfather, Amy simply shake her head at our side as she plays with the baby boy. You never have been more thankful to somone as you’re to her, she helped you since the very first week. Your son fianlly look at her, giggling and reaching as he tries to talk, it’s adorable. 

Y/S/N usually get all attention at him, he’s such a sunshine boy that sometimes both you and Baron look at each other and wonder how he turn this way, but you can’t be happier about this. He’s on his way to start talking, even if he sounds like he already know what he’s doing, when someone ask him something he happily would ‘awnser’ with his babbling no one have ideia what means.

You make sure to dress him a really cute clothes, and also a beanie like his daddy usually use, since he looks like he loves it. Baron groaned that you should make him looks like a true punk, but you quickly deny him that and told him he’s a cute bean and he’s going to look like this.

“ You know, I had to explain kids he can not play tag just yet “ She chuckled and so did you. 

“ You got to wait a few more years, right, mommy boy? “ You kissed the top of his head, and he giggle loudly. “ Yeah that’s right. “ You smiled. This is after show, everyone is still a bit more than hyped up, mostly happy to finally have their families around. 

New Days boys are just cheering every kid, of course the kids already loves they so it’s not really a hard deal to get those kids even more loud than they usually are, specially with E dressed like and acting like santa. 

Xavier walked up, smiling at you all. “ Hey, come on Y/N, all kids must be ready for open the gifts. “ He said, both he and Kofi are dressed as elfs, and you had to control yourself to don’t laugh at they. “  What? Unicorn elf are the new tendind, baby! “ 

“ They sure are, Woods! “ you smiled and excused yourself as you take Y/S/N along, following him. “ You know that he’s barely one, right? “ 

“ It’s never to early to introduce the christmas posivtivity spirity! “ He grinned. “ Bedised, I hope this lil guy will be better than his daddy at games, because, I’m sorry but your husband is a piece of work. “ 

And this pretty much make you laugh, Baron love playing games, this don’t means he’s good all the times. 

“ Aww, c’mon, he tries. “ You smiled as Y/S/N protested, almost like defending his daddy. “ See? He agrees. “

“ He’s a baby. “ Xavier nod to himself as you two walk between everyone, greeting a few peoples in the way. 

“ Now he is? “ You chuckled as you smiled and waved at E when he noticed you both. 

“ Ho, Ho, look who’s here! Lil Y/S/N! “ He said, keeping on character, you noticed your son turned to him curious, and also confused when he moved his eyes art you and gripped at your clothes. 

“ It’s fine, baby boy, it’s Santa! “ You told him with a big smile, making him smile as well as he happily turned to E, asking for be picked, and you did handed him to E. the big guy started to talk with your children like he understand everything, and you just stood there, arms crossed and with a silly smile on your face, that for sure was a better choice than stay home alone. you feel a pair of arms warping around your waist, and a softly kiss on your neck as you turn a bit to see Corbin. 

“ Hey. “ You whispered, gently kissing his lips as he smiled. “ Did Corey hand back my husband or me and Amy are still waiting? “ This makes him chuckle as he kissed your lips once again. 

“ You always have be, love. “ He grin a bit and look over at New Day playing with your kid explaining to the others how babies worked in a really dumb way, in his opinion. “ Should I worry? “ 

“ Nha, they’re just fine. “ You stroked his cheeks, getting his attention back. “  it’s his first christmas, he’s loving it. “

“ He don’t understand a thing, Y/N. “ Baron chuckled as he looked at his clock for a second. 

“ Of course he does! “ You protested, as your eyes followed his to the clock, just then you noticed the time. “ Almost gift opening time, did you got him something? “ 

Baron nodded happily, looking really pround of himself right now. “ Yes! “ He told you simply, don’t offering you anymore than that, making you frown a bit before Kofi comes closer. 

“ Hey lovebirds, I need the mommy for a second. “ He said and Baron slowly let you go, giving you a firm squeeze on your waist beafore he finally take his hands out. “ Going give they both back safe, wolfy. “ 

You noticed when Baron growl at him, and this almost make you chuckle, if there is something he hates begin called is ‘wolfy’ this tun in  personal joke between you both, so he don’t mind anymore when you call him that, but anyone else? Not a got ideia if he’s moody. 

You sat down in the ground along with a few other moms and dads, with they children gathered around, you had Y/S/N at your lap as he clap his hands happily when Kofi and Xavier does it at him, you’re sure in a few years you’ll need to buy booty o’s to him. E soon told everyone he got a lot of gifts to hand over, and he’s let his handsome elfs go on and give each one their gifts. 

The first roll of gifts are actually the company ones, it’s a shirt of each children favorite wrestle, you’re not susprised when you open Y/S/N one and find Baron one, chuckling as you get the message, you let it asides, allowing him to play with the gift tie, following ones went by parents to parents, and then parents to they children, you smiled as you watched they happy faces, often showing off their brand new toys to they siblings. 

“ So this one... “ E started, with a baby blue box, grinning under the bread. “ This one is for the new member of the WWE family, Y/S/N. “ 

That just made Y/S/N squeal really loudly, making everyone stop for a second and then start to laugh, whispering how adorable he is, Kofi grabbed the gift and handed it to the already asking baby. “ There you go, lil one. “ You smiled at him and then helped your son to open it, getting actually surprised when you open the box, there is a wolf plusie with the US Champion belt on it, it’s baby made, so Y/S/N could play with that all around, he started to first explore his next gift, to then pull it closer in a short of hug as he looked at you and smiled, moving the toy in his arms. 

“ Liked it, huh? “ You listen to the gravely, deep voice from behind you, turning to see Baron smile. He sat at your side kissing your cheek as he gently stroked his son hair. “ You liked it buddy, it’s nice huh? “ 

He just smiled, squealing a bit as he hold the plush even more closer, nibbling on the wolf ear softly. You both chuckled as you learned against your husband, making a small chat before notice a shadow over you both, just to look up and notice Corey with a mistletoe. 

“ You guys know the rules! “ He smirked, and so did Baron as he turned to you, pulling to even closer to him as he take your lips without even ask twice, it’s a calm, deep kiss, you two are just enjoying it when Y/S/N decided that was a great time to him to talk. 

“ Maaaa! “ He squeaked, making you both look down actually susprised as a huge smile take place in your lips. 

“ Did he said Ma?! “ you asked your husband, that smiled and nodded at you. “ I was his first word, wolfy! My precious baby boy! “ You picked him up, gently kissing his belly, knowing that tickles and he loves it, he wiggle aroung, giggling as he keep repeting ‘ma’  

“ C’mon buddy, I gave you the plushie and you said ‘mom’ first? “ Baron pounted a bit, and you know he’s just mockering but that still made you poke his side. “ What? I’m the only one that dont got a gift yet. “ He told you, just to make you stop for a second and smirk, you pulled him down a bit, jsut after you had set y/S/N back down. 

you got closer to his ear gently nibbing at it. “ your gift will be delivered as soon we get back to hotel and Y/S/N is asleep, sir. Don’t worry, you’ll love to unwarp it. “ You whispered at him, a really low tone, chuckling amused when you feel his body shiver and he grabbed you arm.

“ You’re such a tease. “ He growled at your ear, grinning a bit. 

“ You love me. “ You told him simply, pecking his lips. “ Merry Christmas, wolfy. “

“ Merry Christmas, love. “

Ma shorts for mother/mom, idk? :v

Tags: @thirstiswet, @pookiepookie8, @lilred91, @blondekel77, @lost-in-the-stories;

[the-dork-neko]

Jogo das bandas: Beatles, Monkees e Who! 🤗

Ohhh, obrigada! 

Sinto muito, mas mesmo depois de muito pensar, não consegui resumir minhas respostas, então lá vai um livro! 

Ohhh, thanks a lot! :3

Well, after much well-deserved thinking, there come my extremely late and far bigger then necessary answers:

The Beatles

O Preferido: Sinto muito, mas nunca tive um favorito entre eles… Nunca parei para ouvir nenhum material solo, e sou absolutamente incapaz de olhar para as vidas dos rapazes depois do fenômeno do sucesso meteórico da banda. Sinto muito de novo, porque sou incapaz de não fazer analogias com comida, como a gordinha gulosa que sou, mas para mim, os Beatles são como uma pizza caseira: a massa de pão caseiro é a coisa mais linda e fofinha e macia do mundo. Os tomates são super saborosos, saudáveis, e tem 1001 utilidades. O queijo e a calabresa são excelentes recheios, além de servirem de mistura. Mas nenhuma nuance nos sabores dos ingredientes separados jamais será a coisa divina que é o conjunto… Para mim, a experiência de ouvir os Beatles sempre tem essa pontinha de saudade agridoce, do potencial que eles teriam se a banda tivesse durado pelo menos mais um pouquinho.

O Mais Lindo: Todos! Especialmente naquela fase “moptop”, em que só os fãs hardcore conseguem diferenciá-los! :)

Aquele Com Quem Eu Gostaria de Casar: Nenhum! John e George tiveram vidas amorosas bem atribuladas, para descrevê-las com suavidade. Ringo chegou a se internar na reabilitação com a esposa. Paul está muito feliz com Linda e as filhas. Eu prefiro admirar esses divos no cantinho, e desejar toda a felicidade para eles.

Qual eu gostaria de ter como melhor amigo? Todos! Um divo bonitão, um poeta místico e chic, um cantor mais fofo que qualquer pin-up e seu companheiro nerd. Parece uma ótima turma, até para admirar de longe na escola… 

Música Preferida: Estou com uma crise de indecisão! :S Depende do meu humor e hormônios, do alinhamento das estrelas e planetas, do que acontece à minha volta, dos captadores de referências, etc.Posso citar Let it Be, com que escrevi uma fic. Ou Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds, porque aqui no Brasil ela é uma pessoa real. Ou With a Little Help From My Friends, porque é a coisa mais fofa e pura do mundo. Ainda, In My Life, por causa daquela letra lindíssima, e daquele solo de cravo que me matará de inveja até o fim do mundo… 

Opinião Impopular: 1) Não importa o que as pessoas lembrem sobre Anos Incríveis, Joe Cocker jamais deveria ter feito um cover de With a Little Help From My Friends. 2) Jamais entenderei de onde vem a noção de que Ringo é o palhacinho da banda. Nunca consegui achar o cara engraçado. :( Mas concordo com o Paul: independente do quanto ele fique elegante com aqueles óculos coloridos, o bom sr. Starr realmente tem olhos maravilhosos, e não devia escondê-los.

Favorite Member: Sorry, but I never had a favorite Beatle. I never took the time to listen to their solo works. And I can’t take a fair look at their lifes after the phenomenom of band. Sorry again because of this silly image with food, but for me, the Beatles are like a home-made pizza. The homemade bread dough is amazing and soft, the fresh tomatoes are delicious, the cheese and the Calabrian sausage are amazing fillings, but any of the parts, taken individually, can taste as good as the combination. The experience of listening to their music feels exactly like this to me.

Prettiest Member: All of them! Especially during their moptop phase, when only the hardcore fans can tell who is who… :)

The One I Want To Marry: None of them! John and George had, to say lightly, pretty troubled love lifes. Ringo went to rehab with his wife. Paul is pretty happy with Linda and his daughters. I just want to admire them from afar, and wish them lots of happiness.

The One I Want To Be Best Friends With: All of them! Is a lovely mental image, picturing yourself, hanging out at school, with a handsome drummer, an elegant mystic poet, a singer cuter than any pin-up could dream of being, and his nerd, witty companion. 

Favorite Song: Ohhh, this is a hard question. It depends on my mood and hormones, the alignment of the stars and planets, the references in the environment, etc… I could quote Let It Be, because it inspired me to write a fic. Maybe Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds, because here in Brazil she’s a real person. Or With a Little Help From My Friends, because it’s so pure and cute. Or even In My Life, because of those perfect lyrics, and that harpsichord solo, that kills me every time. The list goes on and on…

Impopular Opinion: 1) Despite what any nostalgic soul can say about The Wonder Years, for me, Joe Cocker should have never, ever sang a cover of With a Little Help From My Friends. 2) I can never get how Ringo is seen as the funny guy of the band. 

The Monkees:

O Preferido: Mike! *-* Uma beldade cinematográfica, um ator, um compositor, um poeta, um músico e um nerd. Que faz covers do Tom Jobim nas horas vagas. Tudo num único pacote. Não tem como não se apaixonar por esse homem.

O Mais Lindo: … de novo, Mike.

(também conhecido como a princesa com costeletas :D

Não, mas sério. Aquela boquinha mordível. Aquele cabelo impecável, macio e maravilhoso. Aquelas pernas infinitas. E até as proverbiais costeletas. Se alguém inventar algum veículo de viagem no tempo, eu adoraria pegar uma carona, só pra dar uns beijos esquimós nas costeletas desse rapaz. Hummmm…)

Aquele Com Quem Eu Gostaria de Casar: Nenhum! Os rapazes foram esposos lamentavelmente infiéis, e com egos do tamanho de países inteiros na vida real. E, sobre os personagens do seriado, eu simplesmente ia me acabar em lágrimas de felicidade e querer ser a madrinha de casamento deles. Especialmente do Mike e do Micky.

Qual eu gostaria de ter como melhor amigo? Todos! Não só eles souberam aproveitar as chances de retomar a amizade e a banda, como também são fãs um do outro na vida real. E, quanto aos personagens do seriado, é impossível assistir e não querer fazer parte daquela fofíssima família doidinha.

Música Preferida: Impossível dizer… Mas vou ficar entre Take a Giant Step por causa desta fic e dos meus headcanons… e The Door Into Summer, por causa desta outra fic, e porque já vi esta música se tornar realidade.

Opinião Impopular: Sempre lamentarei por tudo que aconteceu com Nurit Wilde e Jason Nesmith… Mas também sempre amarei Magnolia Simms. É simples, é romântica, é anacrônica, e para mim, uma música eternamente irresistível. 

Não consigo ouvi-la e imaginar o Mike num estúdio, cercado pelos recursos de gravação mais modernos da época, se divertindo com a ideia de colocar falhados, chiados e outros barulhos típicos de discos antigos. Para mim, ele está caracterizado com aquelas roupas de vaudeville (mais ou menos como no clipe de Cuddly Toy), num cenário de teatro lá dos anos 1930-40, cantando e dançando, com acompanhamento de uma banda, numa fantasia na cabeça da própria Magnolia, que nem a Millie, naquele clipe fofíssimo de Sometime in the Morning. Pode parecer uma imagem tonta, mas é a cereja no bolo da epifania que tenho quando escuto essa música…

Favorite Member: Mike! A cinematographic beauty, an actor, a songwriter, a poet, a gifted musician, and a nerd. Who sings covers of Brazilian songs in his free time. I can’t help but fall in love with this man.

Prettiest Member: … Again, Mike. He always looks gorgeous, even as a “groovy chick with sideburns”. :D

(And I would love to travel in time, just to thoroughly shower these said sideburns with some well-deserved eskimo kisses…)

The One I Want To Marry: None of them! :) They were terrible and unfaithful husbands in real life. And, if I ever met their TV-show personas, I would do my best to support them and become their maid of honor. Especially Mike and Micky’s.

The One I Want To Be Best Friends With: All of them! I really love how they could take good advantage of the opportunities to go back to the band, and their friendship. How the boys are basically each others’ fanboys in real life. And can anyone watch the show without wanting to join that cute and madcap found family?

Favorite Song: Ohhh, that’s a hard question! I can quote Take a Giant Step, because of my headcanons, and because of this fic. Or I could also quote The Door Into Summer, because of this other fic, and because I saw this song come true in some people’s lifes.

Impopular Opinion: I’m so sorry for everything that Nurit Wilde and Jason Nesmith had to put up with. But I feel even worse because of my undying love for Magnolia Simms. It’s simple, romantic, and anachronistic… but, just because of that, for me, it’s an unresistible song.

I can’t even picture Mike in the studio, surrounded by all sorts of modern recording technology from that time, having fun with the sound effects put in the record, to imitate a vintage vinyl. The mental image of him, garbed in vaudeville style (like in the Cuddly Toy music video), playing, dancing and singing with a back-up band, in an old theatre, during some magical daydream in Magnolia’s head (sort of Millie’s fantasy in the Sometime in the Morning romp) only adds to the pleasure I always have while listening to this song.

The Who:

O Preferido: Pete, porque ele é o compositor da banda. E toca como uma lombriga hiperativa. E afinal, ele também é um nerd esquentado e mal-humorado. É uma empatia inevitável. :)

Mas gostaria de dar uma menção honrosa para o John, por causa da técnica inigualável, e da voz maravilhosa, bem percebida em algumas faixas do The Who Sell Out.

O Mais Lindo: Assim como os Beatles, todos, lá na fase mod do comecinho. E apenas nesta fase. 

Se bem que Pete e John até que não ficam feios barbudos. E eu realmente gosto dos cachos do Roger, nos anos 1970. Mas só dos cachos. :)

Aquele Com Quem Eu Gostaria de Casar: Nenhum deles, senão eu morreria de overdose ainda mais rápido que o pobre Keith… :(

Qual eu gostaria de ter como melhor amigo? Esta é uma decisão perigosa, mas todos. Talvez fosse divertido discutir moda com Roger, música com Pete e John, e as duas coisas com Keith, enquanto o resto da banda ajudasse com os primeiros-socorros, quando o rapaz chegasse em casa todo quebrado, depois de aprontar todas por aí.

Música Preferida: Substitute! Adoro a ironia e a nerdice dessa música, e tenho muito orgulho de ter sido pega pela chefe cantando esse clássico bem alto no serviço… 

Sem contar o bônus do Pete dançando de costas para a câmera. :D

Opinião Impopular: Minha vontade de matar qualquer ser desinformado que acredite que Behind Blue Eyes seja uma música do Limp Bizkit.

Favorite Member: Pete. He’s a moody, hot-headed nerd, I can’t help but relate with him. 

But I also wish I could relate with John. He has a perfect playing technique, a very cool attitude, and an amazing singing voice - as seen in a good part of The Who Sell Out’s songs.

Prettiest Member: Like the Beatles, all of them, in their early mod phase. And only then. 

However, Pete and John manage to look good, even with those beards. And Roger’s curly mane was the prettiest part of himself in the 1970s. But only his curls.

The One I Want To Marry: None of them, otherwise I’d die of overdose sooner than poor Keith. :(

The One I Want To Be Best Friends With: All of them. I’d really like to discuss fashion with Roger, music with John and Pete, and all these subjetcs with Keith, while helping the band out with his first-aid, after he’d come home all broken after infinite sorts of madcap adventures.

Favorite Song: Substitute! It’s witty, ironic, nerdy, and I’ve been caught singing it pretty loud… by my boss.

Not to mention the bonus of having Pete dancing with his back to the camera… 

Impopular Opinion: My murdering  bitterness towards any soul who thinks of Behind Blue Eyes as a Limp Bizkit song.

[missameliep]

Loriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Se fosse possível matar alguém com gestos de carinho eu estava totalmente morta aqui!!!!!!!!!!!

Cada vez que abro o rascunho para escrever esse review me emociono com suas palavras e seu carinho. Amigaaaa, quando vi a notificação ontem e li a primeira vez, eu nem consegui comentar porque não havia como traduzir em palavras o que senti ***incomprehensible high pitched screams***

Sorry (not sorry) but the English words are not enough to summarize my excitement right now, and I apologise in advance for all the exclamation points and incoherent sentences!

I've read it twice already and I can't get enough of this story! It's such a lovely tale for them. And I adore the title! So sweet and fitting for them (and the fic)!

I loved the dialogues and all the remarks about Christmas carols and songs were delightful!

Of course Annabelle and Veronica would love the rock versions (and tbh my reaction to the lyrics to the Killer's song was almost the same as Lady Dominique's lol), it fits them so much! And I didn't know the Pearl Jam's version of "Someday at Christmas" and it's now part of my Christmas favorites playlist.

All the dialogues were great, so in character and so funny! Despite how cute the Glee's version is, I so agree with Hamid with how problematic "Baby it's cold outside"; but I was so surprised with his opinion on "I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus", because I've always thought the boy saw his father dressed in Santa's costume and didn't recognize him, but, wow!, if it's not that, it is certainly another very problematic song!! 😬

I'll add a cut to avoid giving too many spoilers...

Ok! My heart just melted when Hamid suggested that they could sing to their future children ❤️❤️❤️❤️ He's the cutest!!!!!!!!! OMG!!!

But Hamid traveling during the holidays and leaving Daphne at Edgewater, was so sad... I could understand why she was upset. It's understandable that he needs to think about his work and keep his connections, specially considering the nature of his work... but I can see why she wanted him to choose her.

And then... OMG!!!! Hamid coming back is so in character for him (I actually have something forever on my drafts that was inspired by a similar idea) and Earl Vincent suggesting to surprise Daphne ❤️❤️❤️ and their duet ❤️❤️❤️ How I wished to leave more hearts in this part of the story.

Drunken Hamid pining over Daphne ❤️❤️❤️

The ending was absolutely perfection! They so deserve to have a moment for them 😉

I'm changing back to Portuguese, because reasons:

Lori, minha querida! Muito muito muito muitooooo obrigada por escrever uma história tão adorável e dedicar a mim! Fiquei muito feliz com a lembrança e o carinho! Também agradeço muito todo o seu apoio. Você é uma inspiração para mim, adoro nossas conversas e fico tão agradecida por termos nos tornado amigas. Não somente suas histórias, mas sua lucidez e seus ideias tornaram 2021 um ano muito melhor e mais esperançoso para mim ❤️❤️❤️❤️ Desejo que 2022 reserve muitas alegrias para você e sua família, e que nunca lhe falte confiança em seu talento e inspiração para que você continue criando histórias emocionantes!

A Wish For Christmas (And All The Other Days)

Author’s note: I’m dedicating this to my dear friend @missameliep​. Dani, thank you so much for sharing your wonderful stories, for all your support to my writing, for all the fun conversations, for the lovely gift (I was so not expecting it and I love it dearly), but mostly for being you. I hope you like your belated gift. Happy new year! [Original characters are creations of this author. The others are owned by Pixelberry Studios] Book: Desire & Decorum (modern day AU) Pairing: Prince Hamid x MC (Daphne) Rating: T Word count: 2897 Reading time: ~12min Summary: Christmas is no longer the same for Daphne without Hamid. Based on the prompt: @choicesdecemberchallenge2021​ day nineteen: surprise visit

Edgewater, December 24th 2021

A lively Christmas carol played in the background as Daphne walked into the lounge with Briar carrying trays with hot chocolate, mulled wine cups and biscuits, offering them to the guests. With the holidays, the Foredales were short on staff. But, luckily, they could always count on their closest friends to host small and delectable suppers after church services.

Once everyone was served, the viscountess grabbed her own cup of hot chocolate and sat on a quieter corner next to a window where her pets slept soundly. These small gatherings were great opportunities to stay close to friends, but still have a moment by herself to watch the snow that began to fall.

Applause filled the room as White Christmas came to an end and Annabelle bowed her head in gratitude.

“Well done, Miss Parsons!” Mrs. Daly praised.

“Yes, it was lovely, Annabelle. Thank you for gracing us with your talents,” Earl Vincent complimented with a warm smile.

“Thank you,” Annabelle nodded.

“Annabelle has played beautifully ever since she was just a little girl, always so prim and proper,” Lady Dominique added.

“Is that so?” Veronica grinned and sat next to her girlfriend. “Does anyone have pictures?”

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[angel-a5]

Rizzy

I loved this last episode of Shadowhunters obviously cause of MALEC but more importantly because of Rizzy, or more specifically, cause of Raphael. So here it goes my two cents about it.

Firstly I never read the books (but my sister has and it’s practically the same, since she told me all about it, over and over again) and I love the show is managing successfully to stray from them without ruin it; actually for me it made it more interesting and fun. One of the surprises I loved was Rizzy, and I know y’all go on about the drug addicted theory but I don’t agree, sorry I just don’t agree (respect my opinion as I respect yours).

I thought the only thing that could be better about Rizzy was a more intimate relationship but boy was I wrong. I loved Raphael’s asexuality. For starters he himself admited he is asexual and choose to share that information with Izzy (yeah cause you know it’s something personal and you don’t go around screaming your sexuality at people???). And not only did he said he has always been like that (he could have lied, cause you know ‘my manly pride is very important’ blah) but he also wanted to have a relationship with her nonetheless. 

YOU HAVE ANY F***ING IDEA HOW IMPORTANT THAT IS. An asexual with a romantic orientation. You have any ideia of the importance of this character for everyone, and I mean f***ing EVERYONE: for all the aces out there regardless if they have or not a romantic orientation; for our current society and their knowledge (or should I say lack of knowledge about asexuality); for representation on tv shows; I could go on all day.

So all I have to say is I hope Rizzy is not over cause they have yet a lot to show and teach us.

[whiteswan23]

Mutants and Heroes (Prologue)

First, thanks for reading this! Second, it’s my first fanfiction, so sorry for gramatical errors (english is not my birth language) and if it has wrong information. Third, i really hope you enjoy this!

This story is about my OC, “White Owl”(a.k.a Mary Carter-Jones). Shes a mutant and gives classes in Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngersters of Control and Use of powers. Her powers are being able to turn into any animal. Owl’s are her favourite animal, so she choose White Owl as her code name. The rest of it, you have to read it to find out.

At the X-Mansion…

-You can do this Kevin! Think of it as a small ball in you hand , and then focus on making it bigger!

Kevin, the litlle boy with dark hair and purple eyes, looked at his teatcher with fear. He was afraid to hurt her and his classmates. He was afraid of his powers. He was afraid of himself.

-It’s okay. You’re gonna make it! - encouraged Miss Owl, looking at him with her big brown eyes. Her pink hair falled on her right shoulder when she moved next to the class,

Kevin focused. From his hands, a shiny ball appeared. It become bigger, when he made a serious face.

-Great Kevin! Now make her small again!

And so he did it. When he felt that the ball had disapeared, he looked at Miss Owl. She had a big smile on her face!

-Excellent work today! I’m glad to say that everybody is making a great progress since last month! Professor Xavier is going to be happy about it! Class dismissed!

The class got out of the classroom but Kevin didn’t move.

-Miss Owl?- he whisper.

-Yes, darling?

-Do you really think i’m getting better?

She got down to his level and hold his hand.

-Of course! Kevin, your power is not danger! You can control it better than everyone!

-But if i panic…

-Then you think of your best memorie and of how happy you were! It always helps me! It will work with you too!

He smile more relaxed.

-I draw this for you!- he said, more happy. It was a drawing of the school, with him and her in there. He was using is powers and she was transforming into a owl.

-Oh Kevin! Thank’s! It’s beautifull!- she said with a big smile and give him a hug. He said goodbye and got out of there.

While she was getting her things, someone knocked. She look up and saw Shadowcat and Storm.

-Hey girls! You finished classes too?

-Yes, and i was hoping to go on a date with Colossus but i can’t!- said Kitty (Shadowcat).

-What happend?

-The usual red and black pain in the ass. - said Storm.

Oh, Deadpool she thought. Kitty hated how much Colossus cared about him, and always complained how much dates were ruined because of him.

He probably tried to stop a robery and destroided a few streets along the way…

-We could go out, you know? Let’s have a girls night!

-I love you and i love that ideia, Mary- she said White Owl’s real name. Her friends were the only one’s that know it. It was hard for her to remeber her old life and her name only remered her of it. But she didn’t mind. Kitty and Storm were like sisters, and Mary loved them.- But professor Xavier want’s to see you.

-And a guest.- completed Storm.

-Guest? Who?

-This really handsome blonde substitute Art Teacher.

-Who’s name start’s with Ste and end’s with ve.- said Kitty.

Steve?! Steve Rogers is here?! She couldn’t believe! Her best friend was in the school! Last time she heard about him, he was in Wakand and he was a criminal, all because of a war with Iron Man that started because of the Winter Soldier!

-Where are they?! What a dumb question, they have to be in Xavier’s office! See you later girls! -she started running to get there.

She missed him so much! Steve was like her big brother! Always proteting her and helping her!

When Mary got there (after scaring a few students with her run!),  she knocked on the door. She heard a calm voice saying “Enter”. She opend it and when she saw a blonde tall man, she run to him and give him a big hug!

-I can belive you’re here! Professor find out were you have been! He told me you were in Wakanda because you were an criminal! What the fuck was in your mind to start a civil war, Steve?!

-First, language! Second, it’s good to see you too!- he hugged her back- Third, the charges were erased! I’m no longer a criminal. Tony and I made peace,as the same for the rest of the Avengers and Bucky is finally free from H.Y.D.R.A. The triggers are no longer a problem.

-Wait! You mean his coming back to the USA too?

-Anything at is time, Steve!- said professor Xavier. She completly forget about him.- How were your classes today, Mary?

-Great, sir! They are getting better each day! Little Kevin is much more confident about his power!

-Glad to know! His nightmares were horrible, Steve! Mary help him since he got here and now he sleeps better and gets along better! She surely as gift!

-I know sir! That’s my girl!

-Watch it, old man!- she said, giggeling- How long are you going to stay?

-I dont know. I wanted to talk to you for a couple of minutes. Actually might take hours.

-What is it?

He looked at Charles.

-Maybe we should get out of the school. Is that okay, professor?

-I don’t mind, but be sure she comes back at proper hours.

-I will.

They said goobye and left the office.

-He still treats you like a daughter, Mary.

-Is like a father to me.

He looked at her for a moment.

-You look diferent. But a good diferent.

-Two years make’s a diference.

He looked at her pink hair and smiled.

-What happend to the blue hair?

-I got tired of it…

Now was her turn to look at him.

-Something tells me that you didn’t only come here to visite me.

He looked down.

-Like always, your right. Let’s go for a ice cream?

Later, after two ice creams, on the Central Park…

Steve told her about what happend in the last two years. About the civil war, about hidding in Wakanda and about Bucky.

-He’s finally free. He can be an Avenger without worring about turning into the Winter Soldier, ever again.- he told her, as they walked around the park.

-What about what he went trough? He must have traumas.

-He does. Every night he has nightmares… He starts talking in russian, screams a lot and then he becomes violent.

-Must be horrible…

He sighed.

-It’s hard to see… My best friend needs help and i can’t do nothing help him.

-Sorry to hear that. I know how much he means to you…

-That’s why i came talk to you! When i came back, i tried to found someone that could help him. Then I remembered that you were a teatcher at school. I asked Professor his opinion on your work and he said that thanks to you, most of the children no longer have memories of the traumas and that they managed to control their power’s easily. You could help him!

-That’s why he mentioned Kevin! Steve, you want me to help a professional assassin go over his traumas? I’m not a therapist!

-But you do an amazing job with mutants!

-They are children and teenagers! They never murdered anyone before! They didn’t work for one of the most evil organizations in history!

-He’s no longer the Winter Soldier!

-Doesn’t matter! I want distance from H.Y.D.R.A!- she sighed just of thiking of it- Steve, you told me enough about him! The horror’s he’s been trough! It will be dificult! It may take years!

He looked deep into her eyes. Mary could see the pain in them.

-I’m asking you, as a deseperate friend! Please, become an Avenger. If you become one, you can help him and be close to him. Besides, someone with your powers would be a great help for the team.

She sighed.

-I know why you don’t want to come… But please Mary. Do this for me and for someone who needs you help!

-Steve… I don’t know how to help him!

-I know you… You will find a way! Please Mary… Someone need’s your help… And i don’t want to lose my best friend again…

She didn’t want nothing to do with H.Y.D.R.A. But her best friend was asking her… She couldn’t say no.

-Ok… I will become an Avenger.- she whipered.

Steve didn’t say anything. He just hugged her, knowing what she was sacrificing for him. She would have to leave the school and move to the Avengers Tower. She would live her students and friends. But mostly, she would have to leave her home…

[marriedtoshineemusic]

getting to know shinee world

the greatest @fairykibum and @kimjongloser tagged me! thank u ily <3

and im taggind my dearests @sabakunocasali @jinkirella @itsonewday @jjongoholic @marriedtohwasa @deer-tokki @sataeminism

01: How did you get into SHINee?

i was watching randoms videos on youtube nd i dont hv a damn ideia how i ended up watching view MV. LOL i saw a cute blonde asian guy...oh hes so cute! i like his voice IT WAS SEXY BLING BLING JONGHYUN and then a pink haired guy... oh hes lovely too! IT WAS MY JINKI PERFECT CUTIE PIE THE SUNSHINE ITSELF and then another guy with a coloured hair... oh his face is flawless! IT WAS KIBUM KING OF MY LIFE nd then i saw a purple skinny boy... hm...i love his moves. IT WAS THE EVIL MAKNAE LEE TAEMIN nd then i saw a tall blond one hm... gorgeous. IT WAS MINHO AKA RAP GOD. nd i remember i thought at that time: WHO ARE THESE GLORIOUS GUYS? HELP :D

02: Your favorite member in SHINee is?

oh it depends xD i hv a bias, oc, its JINKI. but all the members r my favorites for differents reasons.  jonghyun - its because of him that i became a shawol. hes my first bias ever. nd hes my favorite when i think about music itself. hes so fucking talented and i love his passion for music <3 jinki - my current bias. i love his unique voice, in my opinion he has the best vocal in shinee. i love the fact that hes “weird” nd dont give a fuck about what others ppl think of him. he does his thing - which is singing like an angel - nd thats it. he doesnt do anything he feels uncomfortable to do it (like being shirtless nd even releasing a solo I CRY). key - hes bold nd SO charismatic. hes the defination of a real entertainer: hes funny speaks his mind clearly can dance sing... he can do anything he wants bc hes courageous enough to that.  minho - i love his heart. hes warm nd caring. such a good nd nice guy tamen - this kid is hard working as hell. he has improved his singing crazily. nd hes so humble... love him.

03: Bias wrecker anyone?

oh............ this is hard. ok. ill pick one. JONGHYUN.

04: Your favorite SHINee OTP (if you have one)

onkey.... MY LIFE

05: Is there a SHINee ship you don’t like?

nope. im really trashy........ all shinee members r so shippable

06: The SHINee member you think is most easily shipped

hm... idk... maybe key? onkey is life...taekey is cute as hell, minkey is glorious, jongkey is hot...

07: Your favorite Korean song by SHINee

fave song ever is REPLAY but i hv a lot of respect for everybody nd lucifer nd hitchhiking but rn im into prism nd lipstick

08: Your favorite Japanese song by SHINee

good good feeling, 365, dxdxd, lucky star nd your number hahahaha i love their japanese songs xD

09: Favorite album

1of1 (A MASTERPIECE) i luv MTTM nd everybody too tho

10: Your favorite live performance

why r these questions so hard? D: all their live performances are amazing... but i luv replay in swc4 so many feels.................. but hitchhiking in swc3 is perfect as well... and rainy blue by onew OF COURSE

11: First SHINee MV you saw

view

12: Your first impression of SHINee

gorgeous boys talented as fuck

13: Is there a SHINee member that recently impressed you?

minho. hes so sweet nd caring <3

14: The SHINee member you think has changed the most over the years

idk... we really dont know them right? nd about appearence these guys didnt aged a year! lol

15: The SHINee member you think has changed the least

no idea

16: Your favorite SHINee MV

everybody FOR SURE

17: Your favorite SHINee lyric

hm... Quasimodo always destroys me

18: The SHINee member you think has the best face

kibums face is really flawless

19: The SHINee member you think has the best body

my imagination says is jinki xD

20: The SHINee member you think has the best personality

it is not the “best” personality but i see minho as the member who is more easily to become friend of...

21: A SHINee picture that makes you smile

22: A SHINee picture that makes you nostalgic

23: Your favorite quote by someone in SHINee

There is no shortcut to perfection. All it takes is hard work, and more hard work. - Jonghyun

24: A picture of your bias with someone else you like in another group

(its a solo artist... xD i luv kwill)

25: Have you seen SHINee live?

nop

26: Do you have a favorite variety show moment?

the entire Yang and Nam show

27: How would you describe SHINee in three words?

talented, hardworking and humble guys

28: Which SHINee video would you show to someone who has never heard of them before?

everybody MV

29. Is there a memory in connection to SHINee that you will always treasure?

all my memories about them r important to me :)

30: If you could tell SHINee anything you wanted…what would that be?

you r a truly inspiration. thank u~

[itsdearblogdiary]

#1

“The way to get started is to quit talking and begin doing.” - Walt Disney

Dear blog diary,

So this is my first entry. It’s August 1st, 2018. A cold winter afternoon. Here I am. My back hurts and I have no ideia what type of feedback I’ll get from typing down my life in a stupid blog (or if I’ll get any feedback at all). But it’s okay. I guess it makes me feel a little... less lonely, if I will?

I’m all formal today, but I bet that soon enough I’ll get tired of capitalizing stuff. So prepare for informal me in the near future.

Today I was watching Age of Ultron. It’s a pretty good movie. Not sure why the Marvel fandom dislikes it so much. It’s just a matter of opinion, probably, so I shouldn’t dwell too much on that. The point is, Pietro Maximoff gets shot dead in order to save Hawkeye and that little sokovian boy. As he’s deeply connected to his twin Wanda, she feels the life leaving his body as if it was her own, even if she’s not anywhere near him. And while she screams and mourns and unleashes her powers, one of Ultron’s robots presses the core and that causes the ‘meteor’ to fall, which puts millions of lives at risk.

But she doesn’t care. ‘Cause the fact that others may feel pain when the city falls over their heads is nothing compared to the pain of her losing her brother. And that’s sorta relatable if you think about it. Don’t we all put our pain first? Don’t we all think of ourselves and our loved ones before considering the Greater Good? 

I’m not saying it’s bad, though. And I’m not saying it’s good either. It’s interesting, intriguing, but overall human. And I guess that if we all minded our own businesses, no one would have to look out for anyone. But that’d just be a boring ass world, right?

This week’s been shit. After spending a while doing nothing, you’d think I’d be refreshed and feeling so excited to work my ass off all over again. Well, I’m not refreshed nor excited. I’m just feeling weird. And even though I know people care about me, something deep inside tells me otherwise, and I constantly choose to believe this small and maybe dumb part of myself. It’s not like I choose to feel this way. I just do. And at the same time, I don’t.

Conclusion of today’s post: humans are confusing. Trying to understand our brains and how they work is a waste of time. As much as you think you know something, you have absolutely no idea of how things go. 

-  Q