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[shakirawastaken]

dsmp if... you were a romance trope

i got inspiration (sapnap, dream, george, karl, quackiy, wilbur) 

sapnap (hockey x figure skater): - im in the middle of heartbreaker rn and SHUT UP - i LOVE THIS TROPE - IM NOT EVEN A FIGURE SKATER I DO TAEKWONDO BUT I STILL FROTH OVER THIS SHIT - and then in addition to that one tommyinnit is a figure skater and everyone else is on a hockey team “ice these hurts” or smt h like that - i love this trope. - anyway i think that this trope comes hand in hand with enemies to lovers - his hockey team and ur figure skating group are at the same winter sports competiton - and you have to share a rink - booooo - so everyday you end practice with the sight of a bunch of hockey buffs roughhousing in the stands, waiting for you to finish - and everyday a certain brunette one sneers and smirks at you as you walk off the ice - “had a nice practice ice queen/king?” he asks you teasingly - “shut up, yeti” you mutter back gratingly as you bump your shoulder into his build as you pass him - and he comes up with a new one everyday - and you quip right back at him, unphased - one day, he comes into practice early just to spite you - what he wasn’t expecting is to see how good you actually were on the ice - he sat there like “ :O” and just watche dyou glide across the ice with what seemed like barely any effort - and he watched how passionate you were in your craft and the dance - and bro was whipped right then and there - so that day as you were leaving he said “you were amazing out there” and it took u jumpscared - you were like “no insult today?” - and he was like “dang, didnt know u liked them that much ;) but not today, not for something as beautiful as that” - and i think you can guess where it went from there... :)

 dream (ceo and employee romance):  - AKAIAKAKAHAKH TELL ME YOU SEE THE VISION - i mean hes a ceo alr so its like one step in the door you know - anyway hes a ceo - bro wears those fancy ass suits everyday and has like a wine cellar mini fridge shit thing in his office  - any way you pull up to his headquarters one day for like an interview and you were so fucking nervous  - you ran into him in the elevator (and no clue who he was) - and you basically vented to him for the 30 second elevator ride before scurrying off to your interview - bro didnt even get dreams name or anything - he kinda just smiled and wished you well as you ran away  - he thought you were so cute  - and you thought dude was hot as fuck  - anyway you got the JOB!! LETS GOO - the next day, your supervisor is like taking u around showing u the works - ....and you meet the ceo - its dream - and youre like :0 and he’s like  *smirk wink* ;) “hey” - and youre like “well fuck hes the ceo i cant be in love with him” - and you avoid him - but he makes it his life’s mission to get on ur radar - in the break room, in ur cubicle, in the cafeteria, in the parking lot man is ON YOU LIKE A MOTH TO A LIGHT - eventually he convinces you to go to fancy dinner - and WOW hes paying?? so that shit was FIREEEE - fancy wagyu steak and 102379182 year old wine i mean cmon - it was good ok - he asks you out after dinner and assures u ur job wont be at risk and everything - ba da bing ba da boom  - now youre dating happily and he spoils the FUCK outta you  - lmk if you want this one as a big fic with dialogue

george (neighbors): - tell me why whenever i have my delulu daydreams with george he’s always a neighbor - very much boy next door vibes - omg HES YOUR COLLEGE ROOMMATE NEXT DOOR - stoppppp - on move in day he pulls up with his family and u with urs and youre like - “hi ! nice to meet you im so exicted to move in!” and bros like “same!” - sometimes hes loud bc hes talking to his friends but you dont mind - hes a cs major and ur  whatever u want major - one day you decided to start singing  rlly loud while cleaning - ur singing taylor swift - and then george could hear you from the room next door to yours - so he writes up a little post it note that was like “loved the concert! when’s the next one?” and stuck in on your door - you found it and started mad blushign - you had a crush on him since day one awwww - anyways you two started communicating via post it notes and songs played loudly through the walls <3 - till one day you hear boyfriend by big time rush - and then you play girlfriend by avril lavigne back - and then he slips you a post it note under the door and you open the door before you could read it  - and its an unspoken like thing that you start dating - its so romantic how you can saw you guys starting dating because of taylor swift !!

quackity (academic rivals): - DO NOT GET ME STARTED ON THIS TROPE IT BRINGS ME LIFE ALRIGHT - alright - two law school students FIGHTING IT OUT ACADEMICALLY - you guys met in ur freshman year english class or some shit - clashed together in a discussion group - and its been game on since then - your texts with each other are flaunting texts - “hey alex, guess who got a 97 on the last midterm?” - “guess who got a 99 ;)” - over time, the texts started getting more and more hostile - people started to thing you two actually hated one another’s guts  - but in reality it was more for the thrill - but this continued throughout your law school careers - and you both become successful lawyers in the end!! - and when the headmaster calls you both into his office and says - “youre both valedictorian! congrats! you have to give a speech together” - well its like all the hatred faded away - you grinned and cheezed at each other before giving each other the biggest hug ever - so you both wrote a speech together - and soon the day of graduation came - and q goes at the end “i wouldn’t be here without the person who motivated me through it all, so thank you (y/n)” and youre like “hey man *sob* wtf *sob” - and you kiss him on the cheek and cheer to all the graduates  - after the ceremony he catches up to you in the parking lot, grabbing your wrist before you could go off with ur family - and blurts out word soup - and ur like what - and hes like “i really like you, and law school wouldn’t have been the same without you. can we be more than friends?” - and youre like “duhhh” and kiss him right there karl (best friends to lovers): - YOU ARE IN LOVE BY TAYLOR SWIFT  - that is the song for this SCENARIO - you two met when you were little kids in like first grade - your friends werent there on that day so you hung out with each other - hooked to the other since then and there - it was always “karl and you” and “you and karl” - you came as a packaged deal - through ups and downs you were there together - you graduated high school together and were going to the same college together now - while karl barely got into any romantic relationships, you seemed to be going through a few of them  - you were desperate for a love connection and honestly i aint blaming u - one day after a horrible date he came over to your dorm and u had an impromptu sleepover - you were in karls old shirt and some pajama pants and he was in his pajamas - and you two were just watching a movie together - before he turns to you abruptly, and you turn to look at him - and he’s like “you’re my best friend”  - and you saw a switch flip in him - since then, the dynamic between you two changed (for the better) - you became more flirty more touchy  - you started to act like you were a couple more and more - one day you saw him open his wallet to pull out his card  - and u saw that he has a picture of the two of you in his wallet - and then you knew that he was it for you - you ask him out that night - and hes so happy hes picking you up and spinning you around - <3 wilbur (musician x fan trope): - okay this is inspired by those tik toks that are like “did you see the way he looked at me” and its harry styles staring and eyeing down a fan in the audience like YES - and he’s a musician so it fits! - imagine lovejoy is like a HUGE HUGE Band so maybe this is in the future - anyways you and ur friend go to a lovejoy concert - for the sake of the story, youre not that big a fan of lovejoy just familiar with hits like sex sells and one day - the whole time ur friend is like “theyre so good hes so good its all so good” - you two end up a few rows from barricade  - and you and ur friend start screaming it up as you should - youre not oblivious to the way the lead singer keeps looking over in your direction, winking and smiling - imagine a sweaty, singing wilbur glancing over at you during sex sells and giving you a smile as he rasps out “you know sex sells i know that” - brb ascending to heaven - anyway a time comes when he stops to speak to the audience - he wastes no time - he struts over to your side of the stage and points at you  - “what’s your name?” - and you scream it at him - “what a lovely name!” - the crowd cheers - “ahre you single?” he asks with a grin on his face - the grin grows when u nod at him - “give me ur number!?” he asks and you nod at him as ur friend is dying next to you - he gestures u and ur friend to the front of the stage by the barricade  - and he passes you a marker and make syou WRITE YOUR NUMBER ON HIS GUITAR OR HIS SHIRT OR SOMETHING - oh yeahh go you go you thank yoU! let me know if you want any of these to become a bigger story/imagine and LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT A PART 2 WITH OTHER PEOPLE :D reblogs appreciated

[considerad]

time to get me some new music!

[ginachindavis]

a coming of age novel for twentysomethings...

hey kids! do you like coming of age novels...about adults? 

my novel, True Rock, is currently available on AO3 for your reading pleasure.

I’ve posted Chapters 1-12 so far and updating with a new chapter every weds. 

here’s what the story is about: 

Heather Fellaway never got to be a kid. Matthew Yin never got over his childhood. Tom Beckett never grew up.

Now, in their mid-twenties, Heather, Matthew and Tom lead not-so-satisfying adult lives as teachers (and friends) at Alameda Senior High School. That is, until Tom hatches the so-ridiculous-it-might-just-be-brilliant idea of starting a rock band.

But there's a catch: none of them know how to be rock stars...or even musicians for that matter. And a blossoming love triangle between Tom, Heather and the Perfect Guy (TM) threatens to derail their musical dreams altogether.

With themes of multicultural identity, overcoming the past and an enduring love for the music of Queen & Shakira (forever), True Rock is a heartfelt coming of age story for grown-ups...with a rock and roll twist.

so do ya girl a solid and take a read! maybe even like and follow and stuff if you’re so inclined. go on! ;)

[alexsiple]

hellooooo this month's substack is up. read it here! it's about marina and the diamonds' the family jewels! thx for reading.

[estefanyailen]

"Aunque parezcas despistado con ese caminar pausado, conozco la razón que hace doler tu corazón"

- Shakira.

[scarefox]

hate how people even lost to see nuances between perfectly good and horribly bad...

as if this can not be a spectrum... and everything that isn't perfectly good therefore has to be horribly bad

but with that you snuff everything that is 'just' good or ok and could even have the potential to become better

what happened in our society that it is suddenly ok to bully and trash talk everyone and everything who isn't 100% perfect in what they try to do and improve in???

unperfection has the potential to even have an unique charm, expression and style that wouldn't be there if it was perfect

like i always have to think about that a vocal teacher told Shakira that she sounds like a sheep but her unique voice is what made her fame

writing this as a perfectionist (towards myself) is a bit ironic tho

but one reason why, for example, i like James drawings is because it is not perfect but has his unique expressions and reminds me that you do not have to be perfect to do art. i even learned that in design school but my perfectionist brain forgets that about myself and I try to fix that. but then seeing everyone bashing on things that aren't up to a certain standard hurts again...

[gux-martinex]

#Shakira

Eres arte 🌺

Eres grande 🇨🇴

Eres un diamante 💎

[shakirawastaken]

dsmp if... they were spiderman

i love spiderman just like every other bitch out there

dream: - do not be surprised if he comes out one day and claims hes a demigod and superhero and a wizard - cause if its anybody its this guy fr - if he was spiderman he wouldnt have the main and basic color scheme - hed go green like everything - green is the main color like the evermore green and black/white as the accent colors - his string also wouldnt be normal spider string i feel like itd be neon ish like miguels from the movie - he would also avoid telling you that he was spiderman till the very last moment - he would wanna keep you safe the best he can - would nEVER swing by your house - but he keeps an eye out on you when he knows ur out and about walking - but when you eventually figure it out? boy oh boy - cornering you in the street and pushing you into an alleyway - spiderman poses in front of you, hanging from his web - gives you upside down kisses???? sign me tf up - hed also get himself just the right amount involved in the crime he fought - he knows how to balance his life out, and he knows how important it is to be able to balance his life out like that - hot as spiderman  sapnap: - a reckless spiderman - leans vigilante  - out of all of them he would be the one with the suit closest to the spiderman - but im not feeling the blue - marroon and black or some other brighter color - a rash spiderman - fights crime like no business, but kinda makes a mess along the way - its okay bc the people love him - loves loves LOVES arguing with cops - tells you almost immediately after becoming spiderman bc he has to tell someone - breaks every canon event - trash talks every criminal out there - but is nice to every citizen he sees - likes webshooting your wrist to the counter or something so you cant leave or go out or smth - forces you to spend time with him :) - likes to keep out of interacting with people as spiderman  - but will use it as argument bait in day to day life - makes a hammock out of webs and lays there between two buildings - overall 7/10 spiderman

george: - is barely spiderman but when he is hes darn good at it - he leaves a lot of the petty crime to the cops - only goes out for the big stuff - dark navy blue suit with black accents - stays in the shadows/on top of buildings - doesnt interact with anyone if he can help it - the more secretive he can keep the better - he told you a fair amount of time after he went out as everyones crime fighting superhero - but he doesnt like to talk about being spiderman  - and youre fine with that, as long as he stays safe - he swings to your window every night after hes done being spiderman - hed rather be with you than someone else after the hard night hes probably had - has a habit opening your window without knowing and jumpscaring you accidentally LMFAO

karl: - oh he LOVES BEING SPIDERMAN - hes the spiderman to be on every cereal box and phone cover and talk show - loves taking pictures especially with little children in their own spiderman costumes - after he captures and ties up every criminal he leaves a little goofy aah note for the cops to laugh at - unlike sapnap he has a great rep w the cops  - he told you after he “test” ran it - actually he just showed up with the mask on and you were like “SPIDERMAN OMG LET ME CAL MY BF” - and then spidermans phone was ringing and you were like - “what” - “im spiderman!” - “WHAT” - his suits like - i feel like it changes color in the sun - its one of those suits - and hes the only one out of all to have an assistant ai thing in his suit to lead him through crime - he might be a more light hearted spiderman but he still deals with the same dangerous crime

quackity: - this guy loves to swing - he will put his headphones on and jump off the nearest building - mona lisa by dominic fike - soars to the ground and then swings up at the last moment - swings to the beat of the music to relax - he has the normal suit i think - but he has his hair comin out of the suit like pavitr  - loves to take you swinging - even if you may find it terrifying - he likes the feeling of sharing with you his favorite activity - fights crime like no ones business - he told you like a few months after being spiderman - he just jumped down from the ceiling  - “? what” - “spiderman!” - “...what” - yeah  - idk all i can think of is that quackity likes to swing around the city just for the heck of it - “WOAH ITS SPIDERMAN” “YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” 

wilbur: - has a black suit like miles - tommy is his guy in the chair LMFAO - in his ear like “SWING LEFT I MEAN RIGHT I MEAN LEFT” - mutes tommy half the time - leaves you little messages in web on the walls of the house - “love you!” but its in spider web - actively holds a conversation with the people hes fighting - “so hows your day?” *PUNCH* “hows ur kid doing?” *OBLITERATES* - uses physics and shit to his advantage cause hes not that built - another one whos hot as spiderman - never EVER brings you out as spiderman - EVER - will bring tommy tho - cause tommy annoys him into doing - “BIG UPS WILBUR!!” “SHH TOMMY” - is spidermans biggest fan even though hes spiderman - “they will never suspect spidermans biggest fan as spiderman!” - smart ngl 

guys all i can think about is spiderman its a dilemma an issue a problem  sorry for the short headcanons i had to get my thoughts out of the way!

[assless-chapstick]

so until a couple weeks ago I had never seen the hit 2000s television show Glee but I started watching it recently and it's just fuckin Im obsessed and idk why it's so fuckin stupid

and now imagine what if it was glee but it was fuckin Red Dead Gleedemption

but it's not a highschool au they're just themselves, they're just cowboys that sing showtunes and how fuckin gd funny that would be like fuckin

dutch is the coach obvi and he's always deciding who sings what and when and who duets with who and who gets solos and like mARSTON AGAIN?? REALLY COACH HE CAN'T EVEN CARRY A TUNE IN A BUCKET I SWEAR TO GOD

and then Arthur gets to sing I'm at a pay phone Dutchy just phone home all of the time you spent on plans

AND IMAGINE THEY DO CHOREO

unfortunately I can't think of a single popular song to riff off rn I don't listen to the gosh dang radio no more idk what's popular except for what's blowing up on Tiktok

[connecting-the-stars]

Me when I get bombarded with more ideas for future plot lines in the middle of writing the current plot line that I haven’t finished.

[topoet]

Shhh

Before Shakira burst out of the Columbian/Spanish market she released these CDs that broke down barriers: Pies Descalzos (1995), Dónde Están los Ladrones? (1998) – when I bought these I was merely adding them to my latino world music collection. The production was superb & she was clearly working on becoming the next Celine Dion – only with a lot more sexuality. Great music. Her English work…

[blesssavageheart]

#12 - This is the day and the time.

This is the day and the time. This is the day I decided to sit in front of my computer screen to write again. This is the time when I am not sure what the purpose of writing is. As I think of all the possible combinations of words I could write down, I recall the times I believed I saw your face. I am never sure if it is you whom I see. As years go by, I understand that my mind is not reliable at all. It forgets things. It refuses to learn what really matters, like learning how to play the harp, or how to DJ, or how to speak Portuguese fluently. Perhaps what I really want is to make the most of myself by abandoning the possessorship and achievement of things so that I could own myself, develop my own elements, and grow in my own form. To make my own music and hear it myself. Instead, my mind gets stuck on the idea of you, a fictional character who is not even close to what you really are but one that seems convenient to justify my existence in suffering. This is the time when tears impair my vision, distorting the frustrating reality of being one of the common people who look for reasons to live, as if life alone didn’t justify itself. This is the day when I forgive myself for being mixed up inside, unable to understand whether my apprehensiveness is genuine desire for you or simply inability to cope with your rejection. These are the times when I fear madness, when I feel ill, far from the ideal creature with easy and comfortable reasoning—far from the human being you’d give your love to. Far from the man you idealize and I’ll never become, whom I scorn with the arrogance that only those who suffer have. On days like these I seek help from the kind of men you’re into and I envy: beautiful and perfect—full of heroic simplicity.

The memory of your face is engraved into my psyche to the point of delusion. In the sleepless hours of the night, when I struggled to piece together your image in my mind, wearied by the futility of my efforts, you appeared to me as an elusive shadow—grand and shifting, both menacing and remote. Like a storm that stirs the ocean’s depths to reveal the hidden secrets beneath its surface, I could only ever summon you by unraveling myself, returning to the self I once was when I first saw you and constructed you in my mind. I subjected myself to endless self-reproach, loathed my own reflection, and, wounded and heartbroken, enshrined you with vivid intensity within the depths of my psyche.

This is the day and the time I’ve come to grasp a truth about those who chase intense sensations to confirm their own existence. I, too, embarked on this perilous journey, so meager against the vastness of our deepest fears, and nearly always disappointing. I learned to set my soul aflame, only to discover that, in the quiet depths of my being, I can remain ever vigilant and cool, merely a spectator to the grand spectacle I have conjured: you.

"I've cried a thousand storms, / I've blown away the clouds. / The heartbeat of the sun is racing mine, / and listen how my heart is waiting." I don’t know anything about love. This is the day and the time when I simply remember that I fear and seek you.

[rapha-reads]

Just spent an hour dancing alone in the dark in the garden, now I need to go back inside and go brush my teeth and wash my face without waking my father and sister whose rooms are the closest to the bathroom. Need those ninja powers right now.

[drakumamie]

Debe ser el perfume que usas o el agua con la que te bañas, pero cada cosita que haces a mí me parece una azaña.

[estefanyailen]

"Todo va a pasar, pronto verás el sol brillar. Tú más que nadie, mereces ser feliz."

- Shakira.

[lechusza]

All this on one day?!

Oh, it's appropriate today, Marilyn Monroe, "Happy Birthday Mr. Prresident", https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mqsikkkyy_s

In other news, Shakira settles tax fraud case, Time, November 20, 2023. https://time.com/6337537/shakira-deal-tax-fraud-case/

And, one for the indulgent holiday week, CNN, November 20, 2023. https://www.cnn.com/2023/11/20/politics/biden-turkey-pardon/index.html

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