#spooks looks at

[spookspokay]

So im going through shakiras discography and i just found a bunch of interesting things, like the time she covered exactly three (3) songs to portuguese. Estou Aqui (Estoy Aqui). Um Pouco De Amor (Un Poco de Amor). Pés Descalços (Pies Descalzos, Sueños Blancos) We know that Shakira is not a stranger to translating her songs to other languages, but its curious that she put that much effort to rerecording three of her songs to appeal to brazil but never came back to it. Heres one i was able to find online.

I believe it was a part of a special edition of pies descalsos cuz it also came packaged with two remixes of her songs, namely estoy aqui, making it three versions of the same song in this alleged album. The thing is that this one is in spanish so probably it wasnt part of that collection, but the vibe of the song kinda makes me think that it was, because if i remember correctly, brazil was huge into this kind of eurobeat remix at the time. The other one, "Donde Estas Corazon (Remix Single)" has similar vibes so im confident on why they could have been packaged together with the rest of the album.

The other thing that kinda blew my socks off was a cover she did of Ciega, Sordomuda as a mariachi song, and past the pastige of the usual trap of latin beats that the us fell to in the late late 90s and early 00s, a mariachi song is basically old mexican folk, its more than just a guitar and some horns. Im kinda impressed that she actually managed to make a cover that, past some sloppy execution in genre translation, if someone told me it was an old ballad from the times of the mexican revolution, id believe you.

im genuinly surprised that this is the most accurate mariachi song from a colombian woman ive heard in my life. I seriously think that this could be played in september parties when people bring out the traditional mexican stuff. The track perse was found in a laundry service special edition with bonus tracks, i think the one im listening to is german for some reason??? Researching it a bit i managed to find she performed this at a live event for MTV allegedly but other than that the information is shaky.

As someone who always lover her music and kinda formed some of my musical brain growing up, its kinda wild finding silly stuff like this

[cakesfunhouse]

on my freak shit (fear/comfort/reassurance)

[regonold]

So danny's heart stops when he sleeps it's annoying but thanks to the ecto in his veigns ot doen't really caus any problems

Unfortunatly it also stops when he's more forceably knocked uncosnious like say a punch to the face from a vigilantes when he was going up to let them know what was happening with amity park

Now the said vigilante is panicing thinking they just somehow punched kid to death now

[amielot]

Shortly after I posted "Uno Reverse" @seiya-starsniper wrote a snippet in the Mr Sadman discord server. A scene in which Unity talks to Dream after receiving his new knife.

I liked it so much that I asked if I could do a lil comic inspired by it. It's on ao3 HERE!

This is for the "Hunt" prompt for Dreamling week. Because dream and hob are technically on the run.

[trappedinafantasy37]

POV: Evil murder kitten tries to evil murder you in your sleep. She's desperate for a reason not to evil murder you because she does not want to.

[clownsuu]

I may be the dumbest person alive but are you the guy??? The pal? Clown shaped coffin? Or is the name and Welcome Home art a coincidence?

If I had a nickel for every time iv been asked that I’d have two nickels- which isn’t a lot- but weird that it happened twice JDHGDHCH-

also although we share a lot of similarities and coincidences, I am not, nor affiliated with, (other) clown in any way shape or form. I am but a mere enjoyer of their content just like the rest of ya’s

also take a emo Wally and Howdy LMAO

[shroombell]

mmm 'raj....

[screwpinecaprice]

Sometimes I see old doodles and I forgot the context. Pretty sure this was a human AU but I forgot if Spinel was adopted, a cousin, or a half sister. And what 'it' were they talking about????

[bitchslapblastoids]

not to be idk but dan’s wide-eyed abrupt concern… sure reads as someone with recent medical trauma :(

[valtsv]

one thing about me is that i'm almost comically susceptible to reverse psychology. "ohh i bet you won't do it" i would kill and eat you without even stopping to think about it if you told me you didn't believe i could.

[sarroora]

Wait...is this the prequel to this??!

I love it sm

First it was just T.C. and Benny

Then the gang kept growing and T.C. had to get a cart extension

[mangoshibi]

A little cuteness for yeah.

I just think these two would be pretty cute together

[muffinlance]

Four is an excellent age to begin pack hunting with your toddler

That baby bunny is VERY chased from my garden

[ghost-bxrd]

“This is where you live?”

Jason drops the duffle bag on the counter, “Yeah. It’s no manor, kid. I told you.”

He’s not self conscious. He’s not. This apartment is fuckin’ nice ok? He spent a lot of money on decor and proper kitchenware and furniture and shit.

But Jason also knows that, objectively speaking, it doesn’t hold a candle to Wayne manor and its fifty-something bedrooms. That place is basically its own country.

Bruce nods.

“I like it,” he says solemnly, walking over towards the window to peek through the blinds. The view from up here isn’t exactly panorama level but the building is one of the tallest in Crime Alley and Jason’s apartment is on the top floor, so it does provide a pretty good view of a good portion of the Alley. “It doesn’t feel as empty.”

Jason pauses where he’s resetting the traps and alarms by the door, glancing over his shoulder to where Bruce is starting to tentatively explore the living space and is struck by how violently out of place the boy looks with his rigid posture and elegantly curved eyebrows. Even the plain hoodie, faded hand-me-down jeans and ridiculous wool cap aren’t enough to hide how utterly not Crime Alley born-and-bred he is. Everything about Bruce is basically screaming rich-Bristol-trust-fund-kid.

Which, yeah. Checks out.

Jason clears his throat and clicks the security on, waiting for the small light at the side to switch from green to red.

“Your room’s the one down the hall to the left. Right one is mine. Door at the end of the hall is the bathroom.”

Bruce hikes his backpack up higher on his shoulder, eyes eerily vacant as always, but Jason wants to think that there’s a sliver of curiosity behind that steely gaze anyways as he inclines his head and makes his way down the hall.

As soon as the kid vanishes around the corner Jason allows himself a moment to exhale and run a hand down his face tiredly.

Jesus fucking Christ.

What was he thinking.

How the fuck is he supposed to raise a tiny Bruce Wayne with his older furry counterpart running around Gotham at night hunting criminals? Criminals like Jason?

Nothing. He was thinking nothing. And it’s about to bite him in the ass.

No way can he build a criminal empire and take over the drugs and weapons trade with a traumatized nine year old dependent on him.

God dammit.

[kagoutiss]

mystery man but he was asleep and you scared him