#tbp lo

[theblackphonelovvyhopper]

TBP ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE AU

(+Lo and Louis, me and my friend’s ocs) (will not be putting headcanons for Louis, bc I don’t know his character enough to make headcanons)

Finney Blake - lead/guide

the lead, and the guide of the team.

he’s the most logical, decisive survivor.

he has a gun and a knife as his weapons.

he’s extremely protective of gwen, who wants to protect him too, but he can’t risk losing her.

he tries to feed himself, but makes sure his little sister eats just as much or more than he does.

he can barely sleep, he can somewhat pass out due to exhaustion.

best in survival skills, worst in stamina

Gwen Blake - craftswoman

craftswoman on the team

very efficient

she makes sure all her crafts are efficient.

she’s still religious, she prays that the apocalypse could end, or at least that they have a chance of surviving.

she usually has a knife, but at some point, she can use a pistol.

she would protect finney with her life.

she gets dreams about the possible future, or places to go, or warnings, etc

she sleeps a lot, but only briefly.

best in stamina

Robin Arellano - brawler

brawler of the team

when it comes to fighting, he’s more on using fist-to-fist, but Lo and Bruce insisted he used a weapon for minimum damage. He’s the more careful one.

he likes to show off his fighting skills in more brutal ways to survivors he doesn’t trust, to show that he, and his team, shouldn’t be messed with.

weapon of choice is his fists, but secondarily, a spear or pole.

he’s extremely protective of not just Lo, but all of his friends.

speaking of, during missions, he’s always paired up with Lo. he will NOT leave him alone.

he’s the second most altruistic out of the survivors.

when others are feeling down, he does his best to make sure everyone stays and feels strong and positive, he knows that’s what’s best for the future.

gets hot easily

best in strength.

Lo Hopper - Strategist/Patrol

he’s the strategist/patrol of the group.

always plans ahead for anything that could happen, or anything that can benefit them. executes his plans efficiently and as well as he can

borrowing billy’s spare jacket (despite being bitter with him)

weapon of choice are knives and spears

he hates loud weapons, like molotov cocktails, or guns

extremely controlling under stress

he doesn’t like to sleep, and he becomes an insomniac due to being afraid and paranoid. that’s why he chooses to be night patrol. but when he does sleep, he can’t do it without robin in his sight, or with him.

the most altruistic out of everyone

best in strategy.

Vance Hopper - Brawler

he’s the brawler of the group.

he’s very attentive to his surroundings, and tries to take the most logical decision to himself.

he can get a little reckless

weapon of choice are brass knuckles and maybe guns.

despite being an aggressive fighter, he knows how to do it as quietly as he can, if hes in bigger spaces.

the strongest out of everyone.

he’s extremely protective of the younger ones (Griffin and Gwen), and his little cousin (Lo)

he also doesn’t like to sleep, but eventually he does. he’s not a night owl.

he cares about Lo the most.

gets hot easily

good with kids

best in strength

Bruce Yamada - Medic/Weaponry Expert

he’s the medic/weaponry expert

his dad liked to teach him about survival skills, his mom liked to teach him about medicine.

his weapon of choice is his spiked bat, since he’s strongest with that.

every after fight, he checks on everyone’s physical states

this becomes a force of habit, and if he sees even just a scratch, he immediately does his best to patch it up.

likes to encourage the people in his group, with Robin. but his mental state is pretty down.

he’s a careful, calculated fighter

really good swings

makes sure everyone’s out of danger

best in intellect

Billy Showalter - Newsboy/Tracker

he’s the newsboy/tracker of the group

he keeps track of the state of their base, knows how to work and fix a radio, and keeps track of the zombies.

weapon of choice is a pistol

he needs a routine to himself, because when things are a little too chaotic, he ends up getting mentally overwhelmed.

he makes sure everything is being done efficiently.

follows Lo’s strategies to a fault, despite being bitter with him. he just likes the organization.

he lost most of his appetite watching the zombies eat people

he sleeps easily, but again, briefly.

runs really fast

best in stamina

Griffin Stagg - Craftsman

he’s the craftsman of the group

he likes to make things, especially anything with mechanics

he’s really quiet

doesn’t like to use weapons, but when he does, its usually a makeshift crossbow or a pistol

he helps gwen and billy when they need it

he likes to keep his blanket around, one that his grandmother gave him

the one who needs to eat the most

ends up sleeping a lot, but he’s aware of his surroundings anyway.

when everything is a little more peaceful, he likes to craft gifts for everyone to cheer them up.

surprisingly pretty smart, just has pretty bad memory

easily scared and startled

best in intellect

[bia23]

Creo que los que ya han estado leyendo mis publicaciones desde hace un tiempo se han podido dar cuenta de mis gustos por dos cosas (y uno actual) las publicaciones de tbp AU en donde Finney es secuestrado, muere, y luego revive y los de Robin celoso.

Y por ultimo (pero no menos importantes) mi preferencia actual: La amistad de Vance y Finney que puede pasar como una relacion romántica si se ve desde el exterior pero en realidad no lo es.

Asi que pensé ¿Porque no mezclar todas mis ideas favoritas de tbp y crear un serie de publicaciones que sea pura y exclusivamente sobre ellas?

Asi que no se sorprendan si empiezo a publicar cosas sobre esta nueva locura personal.

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I think that those who have been reading my posts for a while have been able to realize my likes for two things (and a current one) tbp AU posts where Finney is kidnapped, dies, and then revives and Robin's jealous. And last (but not least) my current preference: Vance and Finney's friendship that can pass as a romantic relationship if seen from the outside but actually isn't.

So I thought why not mix all my favorite tbp ideas together and create a series of posts that is purely and exclusively about them? So don't be surprised if I start posting about this new personal craze.

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[dickotomia]

es re dificil mandarte cosas que no conozcas loco dejá de escuchar musica anyway para el ask meme: Santa maria de feira de devendra banhart, blood - end credits de mcr, you still believe in me de bomb the music industry! (habias escuchado??) y it could be sweat de portishead

bueno te salió bastante bien porque lo único que conocía era mcr

santa maría de feira - devendra banhart

couldn’t listen all the way through | not my thing | it’s okay | kinda catchy | ok i really like this | downloading immediately | already in my library

ok es muy muy linda! voy a buscar más de este chabón a ver qué onda

blood - my chemical romance

couldn’t listen all the way through | not my thing | it’s okay | kinda catchy | ok i really like this | downloading immediately | already in my library

o sea es la peor canción de tbp y no entiendo bien para qué la pusieron pero it's funny.

you still believe in me? - bomb the music industry!

couldn’t listen all the way through | not my thing | it’s okay | kinda catchy | ok i really like this | downloading immediately | already in my library

che amé una bocha!!! no conocía bomb the music industry siempre hacen este punk medio ska? altísima energía

it could be sweet - portishead

couldn’t listen all the way through | not my thing | it’s okay | kinda catchy | ok i really like this | downloading immediately | already in my library

jdank amo la idea de que se llama it could be SWEAT. mmm es demasiado smooth pop for me, as i've said before im not super into smooth music. dicho esto está super super bien producida, suena re bien.

gracias miuuuu tkm <3

[ujjinatd]

Científicos del Reino Unido logran una transmisión de datos sin precedentes de 402 Tbps a través de fibra óptica ¿Lo que acaba de suceder? Hace unos... https://ujjina.com/cientificos-del-reino-unido-logran-una-transmision-de-datos-sin-precedentes-de-402-tbps-a-traves-de-fibra-optica/?feed_id=709477&_unique_id=66a7a4abcebbc

[blog-oscar-iglesias-casado-23675]

El gimnasio de los famosos está en un polígono de Carabanchel: aquí entrenan Pablo Motos, Omar Montes e Ilia Topuria | El Periódico de España

Al entrar en el gimnasio The Black Panther (TBP), a la primera persona que identificamos es a Omar Montes. El madrileño es uno de los artistas más populares de nuestro país, donde fue el cantante más escuchado en Spotify en 2020. Sus habituales apariciones en los medios hacen de él uno de los rostros más populares… — Leer en…

[girlandherfandom]

I wonder how they can top tonight's festivities because if I were in that hall and got to witness this my very own eyes and ears, nothing will be the same anymore.

[julemmaes]

Today is World Autism Awareness Day

And my dear lady here (@tyherondaletrash) had the amazing idea of writing something Ty related to make this day special for her favourite baby boy, so we asked a few people if the cared to join our project and about twenty people answered our call. We posted fanarts and one shots and edits and headcanons (you can find them all here).

I hope you enjoy my part as much as I enjoyed reading the others and starring at the drawings cause we put ourselves into this.

Word count: 3,308

It was one of the coldest winter days ever in Los Angeles.

That afternoon it had even rained for a few minutes and the Blackthorns, who had gone out for a walk on the beach, had to run to seek shelter and by the time they reached the Institute they were completely soaked.

Julian had forced Tavvy to go take a shower, seeing that his younger brother had already planned to sprawl on the first free couch and sit there all evening, and Cristina had to drag her boyfriend Mark and Emma up the stairs, who had begun to jump into the puddle of mud and sand that had created at the entrance. Kieran had shaken his head, but his girlfriend had noticed the amused smile that had hovered over his lips before he mumbled Shadowhunters whispering, watching the two blondes in the group.

Ty had moved almost immediately, avoiding the splashes, but Kit and Dru, who had complained all the way to their rooms, had not been as careful and had spotted legs, which made Emma laugh satisfied. Although, almost an hour later, when the trio walked by the entrance, they saw her cleaning the floor, swearing against Julian that he must have told her something about setting a good example. Luckily, Mark was there with her, so at least she could complain to someone.

Ty, being careful not to trip over the bucket of dirty water, headed to the salon, where they would have had a party that same night. He didn’t realize that Kit and Dru were lagging behind, but he heard voices become more distant and realized that he was alone.

A large group of Shadowhunters would have arrived to investigate the unusual demonic activity that had been reported at the foot of the mountains, and Ty, who was among the first to gather information about what was happening, would have helped during the missions.

He entered the main hall and was surprised. Cold-colored tents came down from the windows like waterfalls and the tables, strategically positioned on either side of the room to give space to a dance floor, had already been set.

Cristina was giving orders right and left to the staff, with a crumpled sheet in her hand, and Julian was helping Kieran move a black piano to the center of the room.

His brother saw him and with a shake of the hand made him sign to approach. "Would you help us out?" Julian asked, arranging the bench so that it would be ready for anyone who would play that night. Ty nodded and continued to watch the blue and violet rustles hanging from every wall. "We have to put a viola and two violins and they’re all still in the music room, so could you go?"

Kieran looked at Julian with an expression that seemed slightly frightened, "Don’t forget the-"

"The guitar, Ty!" cried Cristina across the room. The voice resounded throughout the institute. All three guys winced. "Julian the guitar! Please, they have specified it so many times." The girl seemed exasperated and even though she had just showered, it looked like she had just finished running a marathon from how sweaty she was.

"I still don’t understand why musicians shouldn’t carry their instruments with them, but okay." Emma said behind his back, taking him by surprise.

"No questions asked, Emma, let’s be good hosts and give them a guitar." Cristina retorted approaching the group, who was waiting for orders to be given. "We’ve already ruined the surprise of the party, the least we can do is satisfy a few small requests."

"I’m going to get it." Ty announced, starting to walk away.

Kit followed him without thinking it twice, "I’m coming with you."

Cristina had already started giving other directions, "Mark, there should be other boxes in the library, you think about those. Dru, go call Tavvy, everyone has to help. Julian, Emma..." the girl’s voice got lost in the hall.

"So? How are you feeling?" Kit asked, looking at him sideways.

"How do I feel about what?" asked Ty sincerely confused, not understanding what his friend was referring to.

They had found each other again almost a year earlier and the meeting was sudden and completely unexpected. They had solved their problems in a simple way, even though the emotions in play weren’t, at all, and now they were in a limbo that even Ty could not decipher and this sometimes put him under stress, because he did not know how to behave in the presence of the other.

"For the party tonight." answered Kit, "I, um, I remember you didn’t like being in crowded places." he said scratching his forearm.

"Oh." whispered Ty. "I guess it’ll be quiet. There won’t be many people and the music will be more classical, considering the choice of musicians." he opened the door of the music room, taking two long steps towards the part where they kept the string instruments.

"Wow. I didn’t know you had so many instruments here. I’ve never seen any of you play." exclaimed the blonde.

"Emma’s father tried to teach her how to play the violin when she was little, but she wasn’t good at it, and she never tried again." Ty replied, taking the only guitar that was there. "We Blackthorns have always had other hobbies." He saw Kit nodding, as he tried to look everywhere but at the figure of Ty. They returned to the main hall in silence.

They finished fixing everything and then Helen, who had spent the last hours checking that every room had the necessary with Aline, sent everyone to get ready and announced that the guests would arrive a half hour later. Anyone who wanted could go with her to welcome them when they would arrive through the portal and Ty saw with some relief that even Dru seemed little inclined to the idea.

He had changed and wore a pair of elegant black pants accompanied by a simple white shirt. Dru had passed by a few minutes before proposing he wears a tie, but he had decided not to wear it. He was wearing black shoes, and the whole thing made him even more handsome than usual. Not that Ty cared much, he only did it because Aline threatened them all in case they ruined "her wife’s party," as she called it.

He was going down the stairs when he heard the noise of dozens of feet slamming on the floor. Well, the guests had arrived. He began to open and close his fists. He forgot to take his headphones, and it was too late to come back, because Mark was making weird hand gestures to tell him to join them.

He arrived at the entrance where Julian was helping the last Shadowhunter out of the portal to stabilize. The girl had a pale face and looked about to throw up so Ty looked away, focusing on a movement that had caught his eye in the garden. He approached the window overlooking the desert, but saw nothing suspicious and after a few more seconds of observation decided that there were no animals or demons around the Institute, and that the sensors were working.

The introductions began, and he would just nod his head to anyone. He had noticed that most were young, as it was meant to be, but there was a particularly high number of adults. Normally in these missions they sent the kids with little experience and only one or two with a few more years of fighting behind, to supervise the situation.

Unusual, Ty thought, thinking about asking his brother Julian if they had discovered something that he had missed.

A good part of the guests had arrived a few minutes before and some were already dressed for dinner, with elegant clothes and lavish shoes. It wasn’t every day the Los Angeles Institute was dyed a thousand colors. In the midst of all the whips and hairstyles he could see the rag of concealed weapons.

He felt a hand resting on his shoulder and turned to find Kit smiling at him, his eyes sparkling, "You look handsome dressed like this." Ty looked at him and saw that they wore the same clothes, only that Kit had decided to wear a blue tie that surprisingly captured the color of his eyes.

"You too." he allowed himself to say, and Kit’s smile widened.

"Come on, before these cockroaches invade our house and steal all our food." the blond said whispering, pushing him towards the hall, from where a slight melody came.

Ty was about to correct him, but a voice behind them preceded him, "Actually, it’s the locusts that invade places, but, yes, we should hurry." Dru gave them both a broad smile and Ty greeted her with his hand, smiling in turn. She was wearing a dress with long sleeves of a dark grey and very simple.

Kit snorted, "Yeah, whatever."

When they entered the room, the atmosphere was quite different from what it had been a few hours before, when Cristina was about to have a nervous breakdown. The girl was now arranging the last place cards on the tables, but unlike before, she now had a completely relaxed expression and seemed to float with that cream dress of hers.

Ty seemed to start accusing the noise, the absence of headphones on his head was heavier than when he was wearing them. He put his hand in his pocket, hoping to find one of Julian’s games, but it was empty. He felt his back stiffen, trying to focus on the music and the people that were playing. The melody immediately overwhelmed him, but he kept hearing people’s chatter and mumbling, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t isolate that roar.

He was going to turn around, go back up to his room and get his headphones, a book, anything to distract himself, when he saw Dru stop beside him and her features hardened.

When she spoke, she sounded threatening, "What is she doing here?" Kit and Ty followed her gaze to the table that was closest to the windows.

There, between four girls the two of them had never seen, was Paige Ashdown. And she was looking at them head-to-toe with a grimace of disgust on her lips. She turned to her friends and when they turned around again they all had an amused face.

"She’s part of the LA community, Dru. Helen told me that the other families in the city would come too." Ty replied, murmuring, as if he were afraid that Paige might hear him, looking at a flickering leaf of one of the centerpieces.

"Who is she?" Kit asked, squinting his eyes, trying to remember if that face was familiar.

"Paige Ashdown." Emma answered behind them. Dru jumped lightly, holding a hand to her chest and Kit cursed softly. But Emma was focused on Ty, a look that said ‘don’t touch my family or I’ll kill you’ in her eyes, "If she tells you anything, you tell me and I’ll take care of it."

Ty knew that taking care of something didn’t really mean that she would take care of that, and that it was actually a way of saying that she would beat her or kick her out of the Institute, but that thought wasn’t enough to calm him down.

He took a step back to the door, trying to talk. He didn’t like being stared at, and right now he felt five pairs of eyes burning on him.

The voices had become even louder. He cleared his voice and said, "Sorry, I forgot to take something. I’ll be right back."

He heard Kit call for him, but he did not turn around and quickly got past the people still crowded at the entrance who were heading very slowly to their rooms.

He opened the door of his room, slammed it, and ran in, grabbing the headphones and starting the music, and with his other hand he looked for his ball of rope in the drawer.

He was taking deep breaths while playing with the ball and when in his head it seemed to him that there was enough order he decided that he could go back down, but he would not enter the salon, no. He had to go out and get some fresh air.

He reached the edge of the desert and had almost completely calmed down, when he saw something moving behind one of the bushes in their garden. He snuck up, tried to make as little noise as possible, and avoided scaring any kind of animal that was hidden there.

The tail that sprouted from behind the leaves was very similar to that of a fox, but the color was more reminiscent of that typical of the coyotes. It couldn’t have been Irene, because it was too thick and not spotted.

"It’s a kit fox."

Ty nearly jumped up in the air like Dru did mere minutes before. He turned around and brought a hand to his belt, clenching his fist on a dagger. The sudden movement frightened the fox, that with two quick sprint was already running in the desert, away from Ty.

The girl who spoke, who Ty recognized almost immediately, covered her mouth to hold a giggle, "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. I always feel sick when I travel by portal and when I went out to get some air, it was near the entrance." she said referring to the fox. She sat on the ground and hher long, blond hair was left loose. Ty found himself thinking that Emma’s were much more beautiful, more alive, but he relaxed, taking his hand off the knife and bending over to pick up the ball that he had dropped.

"What’s your name?" she asked him, sitting on the rock with her hands between her knees. She had a vague French accent, but it wasn’t as pronounced as you’d expect from a native speaker, she was probably raised in America, like him.

"I am Tiberius Blackthorn." He answered, looking at the dry land in front of him, hoping that the fox would come back and let him come near it.

"Oh, you’re Julian and Helen’s brother." she smiled.

Ty nodded, "And Drusilla, Mark and Octavian’s."

"Sure." she giggled.

"What’s your name?" Ty asked standing in front of her. Aline would surely scold him if he soiled his pants before dinner.

"Oh, yeah, sorry. I’m Cléa Dubois."

Ty looked at her for a moment, nodding, and then, in a quieter tone, he confessed, "I had never seen a kit fox near here."

"Macrotis vulpes." she basically blurted out. Ty turned surprised towards her. "It’s not so common around here, it’s more likeable to be found in central Mexico and inland, not so close to the LA coast." Ty noticed that she was blushing, and was certain that the girl was embarrassed when she started playing with the ring on her middle finger.

"It’s strange that it’s in this area. It’s also mating period, it really shouldn’t be here." This time it was Ty who spoke and, even though he wasn’t looking at Cléa, he noticed that she had stopped fidgeting.

"Do you like animals too?" she asked with hope.

The boy kept looking at the landscape, "I love them."

"Oh, lucky me. I get unbearable when I start talking about stupid canids and birds of strange colors and-"

Cl��a couldn’t finish the sentence, because Ty interrupted her, maybe a little abrupt, "They’re not stupid." He started playing with the ball again, a frown formed between his eyebrows, "This just got lost."

The girl blinked a couple of times, surprised by the tone of the other. "I- Yes, sorry. I didn’t mean to offend the canids. They’re my favorite family of mammals." She tried to clarify, "For real, sorry."

Seeing that Ty did not answer, she didn’t speak anymore, and the silence that arose was a bit tense, but they both seemed to enjoy the desolate desert that extended before them.

They stayed there and after a few minutes Ty heard someone call his name. He turned in time to see Kit running in his direction, with wheezing breath and a worried expression on his face.

"Where the hell have you been?" he panted, "We’ve been looking for you for 20 minutes."

Ty imagined that ‘we’ includeed all his siblings, "I’m sorry." he said sincerely. "I went to my room to get the headphones and then I went out, I didn’t realize it had been so long."

Kit rubbed his hand on his face, sighing loudly, but then Cléa sneezed so hard that the blond jumped into the air, practically flying in front of Ty to protect him from any lurking danger.

The girl burst into laughter and even Ty found himself smiling in front of Kit’s terrified face.

"And you are?" Kit asked slightly relieved that he didn’t have to fight some weird demon.

"Nice to meet you, Cléa Dubois. You’re Christopher, aren’t you?" Kit nodded, always with frowny eyebrows.

"How do you know him?" Ty asked, moving from behind the friend, to be seen by the girl.

"I am very interested in everything that concerns fairies." she said in a flat tone, getting up and cleaning her hands on her jeans. "So I was surprised when I found out your story. You’re the reason I came here, actually."

It was Ty’s turn to stand in front of Kit. He felt his friend’s hand resting on his back. There were only a handful of people who knew about the lost heir, and the fact that this unknown girl knew about his whole story was concerning.

"And what exactly do you want to do to me?" threatened Kit.

Cléa seemed confused, "I’m not trying to intimidate you. I want to help you."

The hand on Ty’s back slipped away.

The boy could not understand, but before he could ask for anything else, Cléa interrupted him, "But we will talk about it in a… safer place, maybe even with the others. For tonight, I’d rather eat something warm and talk about animals with you, if that’s okay." she first turned to Kit and then to Ty, and with that friendly smile, she went inside.

"Now, I’m afraid." Kit bit.

Ty hadn’t really heard him, he was still too focused on the girl, too upset to understand if she was a threath or not. And yet, when he spoke, he said the thing that made him trust her more, "She likes canids."

Kit moved in front of him, with an eyebrow raised. "What?"

"We met a kit fox." said Ty, with his eyes glimmering. "She knew what animal it was. I don’t think she’s bad."

"And so, if she likes dogs, she can’t be totally evil, you say?" Kit started heading up the stairs.

Ty followed him, reaching him in a short time, "She likes all canids, not just dogs. And the two things are barely connected. Why can’t a serial killer or a super villain like dogs?"

"I was just saying. Do you want to go to dinner?" Kit asked as they entered the warmth of the Institute, the voices already too loud even for the blonde’s taste.

Ty shook his head, "Let’s get some food and go to the roof. I don’t want to see Paige."

"I’d warn Julian first." Kit said walking towards the hall, then stopped and turned to Ty with an amused smile, "Do you want me to call the dog lady?"

"No, I’d rather be with you." the black-haired boy answered sincerely.

Kit nodded and Ty thought that yes, Cléa would have to wait the next day to dump the mess that was their lives on him.

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[awsugar]

Gerard hair ranking doc made me realize he literally has no idea how to tone blonde hair. and everyone just let him keep doing it. please god just let him discover wella and purple shampoo.

like it always looked bad...except tbp which im just now assuming was professionally done.

imagine it.

this guy

up in the los angeles salon. asking for a plantinum blonde pixie. bc it happened.

[efectoscuster]

#Repost @richardcolemanrock #rehousing is my middle mame.😉 ... Antes y después. @danelectro_official French Toast (clon Foxx Tone Machine) y Fried Chicken ( Clon Univibe con célula fotoeléctrica) Custom Rehousing y mods por @efectoscluster. Al French Toast se le agregó un footswitch para activar la octava, un switch para modificar la curva de Eq, TBP y algún componente de calidad... el Chicken sufrió la aplicación de una idea mía más complicada de lo que parecía, un footswich y control de segunda velocidad. Además de control de volumen y TBP, se le amplió la profundidad modificando la caja de la célula fotoeléctrica. Los gabinetes de Cluster y el detalle de la aplicación del Logo de Danelectro son preciosos. Con este Fuzz grabé, por ejemplo, mi versión de “To Bring You My Love”. Los sombreritos de los switches son de @apickpuas y la modificación del anaranjado a tap tempo la hice yo.✨💀👍🏿 #pedalboardoftheday #fuzz #univibe #foxxtonemachine #octavefuzz #danelectro #friedchicken #frenchtoast (en Cluster) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPQ6lP7HIM0/?utm_medium=tumblr

[theblackphonelovvyhopper]

Robin Arellano x Lovvy Hopper 🫶🏻

(Rovvy)

[bia23]

Sigo pensando en como seria las cosas si los papeles se intercambiarán en tbp y en vez de Robin siendo secuestrado y asesinado por The Grabber fuera Finney.

Y realmente me destruye pensar en la expresión y en como se debió sentir Robin al darse cuenta que Finn murió dias antes en ese sótano en donde él mismo esta en ese momento.

En como debio haber llorado en el transcurso de su llamada con Finney

(En este AU Robin no tiene poder de escuchar y hablar con los fantasmas de las víctimas anteriores sino que de alguna manera Finney, logra comunicarse a través del capturó a cuatro chicos diferentes antes que Finney).

Como rogó que Finney no cortara la llamada cuando este le dijo que esta (llamada) iba a ser la ultima.

La ira y el odio que sintió minutos antes de partirle el cuello a The Grabber.

El alivio y felicidad que sintió mientras abrazaba a su madre.

El dolor e impotencia que sintio al ver como la policia sacaba los cuerpos(cubiertos) de los chicos de la casa y volver a recordar que uno de esos cuerpos es el de Finney.

Finney al cual nunca mas volverá a ver sonreir

Finney al cual nunca mas se enojara de esa forma graciosa y tierna cuando Robin intente distraerlo en sus sesiones de estudios.

Finney al cual Robin nunca le dijo cuanto lo amaba en realidad.

____________________________________

I keep thinking about how things would be if the roles were reversed in tbp and instead of Robin being kidnapped and killed by The Grabber it was Finney.

And it really destroys me to think about the expression and how Robin must have felt when he realized that Finn died days before in that basement where he himself is at that moment.

On how she must have cried during the course of her call with Finney

(In this AU Robin does not have the power to hear and speak to the ghosts of the previous victims but Finney somehow manages to communicate through the captured four different boys before Finney).

How she begged Finney not to end the call when Finney told her this (call) was going to be her last.

The anger and hatred he felt minutes before snapping The Grabber's neck.

The relief and happiness she felt as she hugged her mother.

The pain and helplessness he felt when he saw how the police took the bodies (covered) of the boys out of the house and remembering again that one of those bodies is Finney's.

Finney who will never see smile again Finney who will never again get angry in that funny and cute way when Robin tries to distract him in his study sessions.

Finney to whom Robin never told him how much he really loved him.

[moonkitty]

okay its 3am and I'm litterally about to crash I'm so tired but I think mcr should be more respected as a band like bro. black parade came out when I was *five* and Iegit did not find out about MCR untill like 2012 when the band was already almost OVER and just THEN getting into my emo phase and yet lo and behold a six year old album at the time and even the songs older then TBP was STILL extremely popular among me and my peers. and now cut modern day an entire FOURTEEN YEARS LATER the black parade was released mcr is still THE band you think of when you hear the word emo and from what IVE seen? 12 year olds who are just getting into their emo phase today are STILL getting into mcr and talk about TBP even if it's probably smaller in numbers then the people who grew up w/ it more. like litterally tell me WHAT other band has done that to a specific subculture. like I'm not a number 1 super duper fan of them or anything because like I said the band litterally already broke up before I even got IN my emo 'phase' but idk I just think their something special and truly unique about mcr and I dont think that they should be "oh the shitty emo band tweens flock to". in this essay I will-

[ohlalabakery]

DONUTS DE TÉ CHAI LATTE/ BAKED CHAI TEA LATTE DONUTS

Después del desafío del pan de muerto de la semana pasada, hoy traemos al blog una receta sencilla que os va a encantar. Estos donuts de té Chai Latte seguro que se convertirán en vuestros favoritos. ¿La principal ventaja de la receta? No son fritos, así que además de ser (un poco) más sanos, se hacen en un momento en el horno. El olor otoñal a las especias os invitará a coger la mantita y a sentaros con un café calentito a ver alguna peli en el sofá. Planazo, ¿no?

Aquí tenéis la receta. ¡A disfrutar!

Ingredientes:

(para 6 donuts)

Donuts

3 cucharadas / 45 ml de chai latte

¾ taza de harina para todo uso

1/3 taza de azúcar morena granulada

1 cucharadita de levadura en polvo

½ cucharadita de canela

¼ de cucharadita de mix especias

1 huevo

3 cucharadas de yogur natural

3 cucharadas de mantequilla derretida

¼ cucharadita de sal

Glaseado de té chai

1 taza de azúcar glass

1 cucharadita de esencia de vainilla

½  cucharadita de sirope de arce

60 ml chai latte

Instrucciones:

Precalienta el horno a 375/190C.

Para hacer el chai latte, puedes calentar 3 tbps / 45 ml de leche, agregar 4 bolsas de té chai y dejar reposar durante 5 minutos, o puedes usar 1 cucharada / 15 ml de concentrado de té chai y agregar 2 tbps / 30 ml de leche. Prepara aparte los 60 ml que usarás para el glaseado. Reserva.

Mezcla los ingredientes secos (harina, azúcar, polvo de hornear, sal, canela y especias).

Agrega los ingredientes húmedos (huevo, yogur, chai latte, mantequilla y esencia de vainilla) y mezcla hasta que todo esté completamente integrado.

Engrasa una bandeja para donuts con un spray antiadherente.

Transfiere la masa a una bolsa para congelado o una manga pastelera y pon la masa uniformemente en la bandeja para donuts. Si no tienes una manga pastelera o bolsa, puedes usar una cuchara para llenar la bandeja.

Hornea de 10 a 12 minutos a 375F / 190C

Deja que los donuts se enfríen durante 5 minutos antes de pasarlos a una rejilla.

Haz el glaseado de té chai mezclando el azúcar en polvo, el extracto de vainilla y el sirope de arce. Añade poco a poco el chai hasta alcanzar la consistencia deseada.

Sumerge los donuts en el glaseado y ponlos de nuevo en la rejilla para que se endurezcan.

Decora los donuts. Puedes añadir algunas nueces picadas o espolvorear un poco de canela, azúcar moreno y chispas doradas.

Ingredients:

(yield 6 donuts)

Donuts

3 tablespoons/45 ml chai latte

¾ cup all-purpose flour

1/3 cup granulated brown sugar

1 teaspoon baking powder

½ teaspoon cinnamon

¼ teaspoon allspice

1 egg

3 t plain yogurt

3 tablespoons melted butter

¼ tsp salt

Chai tea glaze

1 cup powdered sugar

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

½ teaspoon maple syrup

60 ml chai latte

Instructions:

Preheat the oven to 375/190C.

To make the chai latte, you can either heat 3 tbps /45 ml of milk, add 4 chai tea bags and let steep for 5 minutes, or you can use 1 tbp/15 ml of chai tea concentrate and add 2 tbps/30 ml of milk. Set aside.

Whisk together dry ingredients (flour, sugar, baking powder, salt, cinnamon, and spices).

Stir in the wet ingredients (egg, yogurt, chai latte, butter, and vanilla extract) and mix until everything is fully incorporated.

Grease a donut pan with cooking spray.

Transfer the batter to a freezer bag or a piping bag and squeeze batter evenly into the donut pan. If you don’t have a piping bag you can use a spoon to fill the donut pan.

Bake 10-12 minutes at 375F/190C

Allow the donuts to cool for 5 minutes before transferring them to a cooling rack.

Make the chai glaze by stirring powdered sugar, and vanilla extract. Add chai milk until you get the desired consistency.

Dip the donuts in the glaze and return them to the cooling rack to let them set. Decorate as desired. You can add some chopped pecans, or sprinkle with some cinnamon, brown sugar, and golden sprinkles.

[miserybegins]

u knew it was coming .................. em see are

ty!

Am I a fan?: no

First Song I Heard By Them?: wttbp

Favorite Song?: heaven help us/boy division

Favorite Album?: the black parade

Favorite Music Video?: famous last words

Have any merch?: ya...many shirts, at least one variant of all the records on vinyl as well as cds, box set for tbp, tbpid, and dd (kobras gun and franks dia de los muertos mask, respectively), two zip ups, school sucks start a band varsity jacket, posters...probably more that i am forgetting about...oh i have all 4 gerard pops

Seen them Live?: 3 times!!!

Favorite Member?: this question is rude but its gerard i think

send bands

[undergroundrising]

Locksmith LIVE @ Los Globos, Los Angeles, CA

Thursday, May 4, 2017, 8:30PM, 19 & over

Discount tix: roberypresents.eventbrite.com