#tve blog

[asklordnoel]

A blonde cat with a scar around it's neck seemed insistent on following Noel around. It got in between his feet when he tried to walk and pawed at his legs to try and get his attention.

(Up for some silly with the angst? Here, have Lokitty. A rare occurance for silly, sometimes after he shapeshifts too much Loki gets stuck in a form for a few hours)

Noel noticed the cat, picking it up from off of the floor .. it seemed very persistent on following him, it looked familiar to someone he knew.. he wasn’t sure who but it didn’t matter !

He checked around the room, making sure nobody was around or looking before smothering it with affectionate . “Who’s a good kitty? Who’s a good kitty?~”

[mouserdiscourse]

"endogenic systems are a target of ableism"

"thats not ableism bc you claim not to have a disorder"

"ok we'll call it pluralphobia then"

"ummm, why the FUCK are you using that word? that thing is Clearly ableism"

i love you people. never change

[lumilasi]

I posted this on the jayvik community a while back but realized I didn't put it in my blog, which I think was a terrible oversight lol

(This becomes relevant in TVE in the future, we're not there yet though)

[cowandcalf]

tags by @mcdannowave❤️

Mele Kalikimaka  - McDanno One-Shot

Mele Kalikimaka to all of you! May this festive season sparkle and shine, may all your wishes and dreams come true, and may you feel this happiness all year round. Merry Christmas!

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Steve laughs with the cheerful shouts from his ohana when Danny holds his thermos coffee cup to go in his hands. Danny shoots him a questioning look with an elevated eyebrow. “What –? You’re kidding, right? A coffee cup? I have enough coffee cups, Steve! It’s a great one, though. The color is nice. Blue. Of course, Aquaman is driven by instincts and buys stuff with an ocean-related meaning.” Danny wiggles the cup in his hand and makes a face before he finally grins at Steve.

That joke earns him some more laughter before everyone turns their concentration back on the buffet and on Junior’s present for Tani.

The color matches your eyes, Danny. Steve adds silently while his heart nourishes on Danny’s smile. He sips at his eggnog. Hell, this stuff is strong this year. “You always complain about cold coffee. This is an intelligent present and besides, you don’t have one of those.” Steve underlines his logical explanation with his arms, waving his eggnog through the air. “It marks the doom for all the cold cups of coffee you were forced to drink on my watch. But no more. I don’t carry that guilt any longer.” Steve feels extremely talkative after he’s almost through with his second glass of this brew. “From now on you’ll drink hot coffee and you’ll thank me every time for having such a smart partner.” The words roll easily from Steve’s tongue.

Keep reading on AO3…

[lady-loveluck]

It concerns me truly how people can shun nsfw content when it's being made for a musical trilogy with absolutely non subtle horny undertones 🤔 as someone who's been in the fandom for a few years now tve actual audacity of some people truly astounds me

Keep doing what you're doing and don't let ignorant people bother you they're the ones that walked into the building labeled "freak store" and got mad when it was freaky

-🦮

I love the dog emoji you use to identify as hshfhhs is quite cute and I don't think I've seen it before!

I won't ever stop doing what I am doing, and what people say really doesn't bother me. They're in their right to not like my content, but also nobody is forcing them to interact with it, so if they get pissed about it is on them, not me. I'm just in my blog having fun with my friends and with the anons.

[ysitodosalebien]

La felicidad también está en lo simple

Hoy leí esas palabras muy bonitas y por algún motivo me llevaron a escribir mi primera publicación en este blog. En este momento tengo un remolino de palabras en mi cabeza luchando por poner orden para poder expresar lo que quiero decir. Empecemos por el principio...

Desde chica tuve un amor especial por las palabras, sin duda inculcado por mi mamá -profe de lengua y literatura- que siempre me llevaba por el camino de la lectura. No recuerdo la primera vez que leí un libro completo, pero sí recuerdo el primer libro que ella me regaló cuando era adolescente (también me regaló uno cuando nac��, dice ella, pero por supuesto que en ese entonces no lo iba a poder leer). Era un libro con tapas verde manzana para chicas adolescentes, del cual no recuerdo el título ni el autor. No recuerdo bien pero creo que se trataba de cómo ser una buena hija, de ser amigas -madre e hija-. El texto era super corto pero el sentimiento del libro me quedó impreso en el recuerdo, además de que lo mantuve conmigo todo el tiempo que pude. Hoy en día debe estar en alguna biblioteca de su casa.

Alrededor de esa época también tve una profesora de lengua muy copada, que nos hizo leer textos muy hermosos, que literalmente me hicieron llorar.

En los años que pasaron a partir de ahí, me dedicaba a leer cada vez más. Desde libros cortitos con menos de cien páginas hasta sagas de varios tomos con más de trescientas páginas.

Algo que siempre me llamaba la atención era cómo mi cerebro pensaba de la misma forma en que los libros estaban narrados. Por ejemplo, cuando leía la saga de Crepúsculo, recuerdo haber notado que mis pensamientos parecían narrados en la voz de Bella. Cuando leía Jane Austen -mi autora favorita- sentía que en mi mente formaba frases con palabras más largas, románticas y difíciles. Cuando leía El Principito, mi libro favorito, estaba más sensible de lo normal.

Cuando eso pasaba en mi cabeza, a veces decidía pasarlo al papel y escribía algunas páginas para mí, porque sí. Pero la mayoría de las veces lo dejaba pasar y chau. Recuerdo haberle mostrado a mi familia algunos de esos textos, especialmente a mi mamá. Recuerdo también que una vez en particular ella me alagó mucho, dijo que lo que había escrito era muy bonito y que lo siguiera haciendo. Adivinen si lo hice... La respuesta no los sorprenderá, o quizás sí.

No seguí escribiendo mucho. Eventualmente sí, pero no mucho. Años más tarde escribí un texto sobre los pies y cuánto amaba los míos por haberme llevado hasta lugares que jamás había imaginado. Hoy, diez años después, me pregunto por qué no continué escribiendo, si seguí caminando. Un poco me lamento de haber estado tanto tiempo sin escribir una página para mí, porque sí.

Hoy sé con seguridad que quiero hacer esto por muchos años más, hasta que mis capacidades no me lo permitan. Hoy quiero volver al viejo hábito de escribir cualquier pensamiento en un cuaderno para poder leerlo en diez años y asombrarme de mi propia vida, de mis palabras y experiencias.

Mi felicidad siempre estuvo en las cosas simples. Escribir es una de ellas.

[tadeojonesmemes]

Tadeo presented the award for Best Animated Feature with Eva Hache.

The video is taken from the Premios Goya 2012. If anyone has the Rtve Play app, you can search for Premios Goya and select the year Premios Goya as 2012 and go to part 3 of the video. But if you don't use the Rtve Play app, go to this link.

🔶️The clip minute is at 16:25🔶️

You can check out the @tadeojones-blog because this blog has posted the same 👇���

Screenshot 📸

[retro-frikianos]

PANTALLA GRIS: PRISMA EN CLAROSCURO

TVE ESTUDIO 1 - CRIMEN Y CASTIGO (1970)

[sr-s-stories]

Sideblog for original art/series and stuff

Main is @s-rolldown-s-fork

Main series Rn is ASV (

Might post ideas here? If I post anything at all. My series are usually wildly personal and self-indulgent and I don't like posting some stuff online

Most other series are dead but I revisit them from time to time

Series List:

ASV (Arc Santino Verse) (I gave it that name very early into the series so. Yeah) - Probably has the most stuff of all my series

Heaven's Fall/UwUverse - have multiple dead rp blogs for this, but sometimes doodle stuff

TVES/The Void Estate Series - same as Heaven's Fall, but blog only and less art ig? Mostly dead/undergoing renovations. I revisit it sometimes

Doll Story/dollverse (not a placeholder name, it's a Toy Story reference) -

Seyue Series - One of my first proper ones! Uh pretty rusty and doesn't really have a plot (it was really, really character focused and driven)

[illidarisimagines]

i’m back ;)

[latristereina]

ISABEL TVE 2x06

I don’t need to make any disclaimers, but I want you to know that I would like to up my giffing game, such as coloring, blending, making fancier gifs, etc., so you’ll probably see a lot of repetitive content, such as gifs of scenes that you’ve already seen on my blog, particularly ISABEL TVE related since it’s so challenging to color, so if you don’t like the show or can’t stand seeing the same scenes being giffed all over again, well, I give you a heads up.

[chibi-piplup]

this is on your blog.

what tve. fuumck.

why is it all furby stuff…….

Used to be really into furbies, still am technically but just don't really post about it anymore. Funky little dudes i own a few

[lascosasdedanny]

Campanadas 2020

Un año más llega a mi blog la sección titulada ¿Con quien nos comemos las uvas?.En ella hago un repaso por los presentadores encargados de llevarnos al próximo año en  las distintas cadenas de televisión.

    Empezamos por la 1 de TVE , los encargados serán nuevamente la incombustible Anne Igartiburu quien celebrará su decimoquinta vez al frente de las campanadas y Roberto Lealquien repite por…

[mxvladdy]

I can't stress enough 'wows' in tve way you write along with the fact that it's you first few posts (i think? Pls correct me) can you do luci mammon and satan with a reader who takes naps bc of overthinking? They just tug their sleeves and shot them a tired look, while looking down shying away. Also, have a nice day and take the time to be yourself!

Aw thanks fam! I am fairly new to posting my works, I tried twice before this with two different writing blogs but I deleted them both bc I felt discouraged. I’m older now and I feel a lot better about my writing, so third time the charm and all that lol! I’m so glad you like my writing! I know I need some work on grammar and expanding my vocabulary.  

This was a super cute prompt ;.; I hope I did it justice!

Lucifer

He is a mix of jealous and pissed. He wishes he could fall asleep so easily when he gets inundated with too many things at once. But also- just don’t do that? Where were your manners?

He starts noticing your little peculiarity in class. Specifically that you tend to nod off in advance alchemy and rune scripting. You were being so studious, jotting down notes, ask great questions. Next thing he knows you're out like a light.

He is shocked for a moment before he will wake you up. Your wide doe-eyed frown does nothing to him. JK his hearts clench at your wounded look.

He makes the other brothers report to him about your behavior and odd sleep habit. Were you ill? Was this just something humans did? Devils, was Belphie rubbing off on you?

They all say the same thing. One moment you are working hard or talking to them about a topic you are passionate about, and the next you are yawning hard enough to pop your jaw and shyly asking to lay down.

Well-he can’t have that.

If you are going to fall asleep around anyone it’s going to be him.

He sets up remedial lessons with you after dinner to make up for the work slept through. You sit by him at his long ornate desk while he tutors you on what you missed.

You weren't having any problems,  you even finished a few pages. He is proud and then-

“I can almost hear those gears slowing my dear.” Lucifer interrupts himself mid-explanation of Zosimos of Panopolis and Maria the Prophetess's theories of alchemy in human medicine.

You jerk awake and turn to him blinking owlishly. "Yeah, I just need to lay down." You admit.

Lucifer eyes you critically. This was sudden, were you ill? You had been fine moments ago, bright-eyed and enthusiastic. He cups your face, turning it from side to side. "So suddenly? We haven't even discussed the properties of mercury yet." You hum letting your eyes droop. He was always so warm.

"Hour nap break? Please?" His stern gaze softens at how your nose scrunches up cutely as you yawn.

“Very well.” He relents letting you slick over to his couch. You flop over face first with a grunt of satisfaction. You toss and turn for a while, moving his pillows around unsatisfied.

“Luci-” You call in defeat. He ignores you at first. If you wanted to nap fine, he would get some work done in the meantime. “Luci~” You say again. You could see his brow twitching. “Lu-”

“My dear,” He shoots you a withering look. “You are treading a thin line. If you have the energy to call for me you have the energy to study.” You say nothing at his brisk tone, instead of opening your arms to him to join you. “You tempt me.” He purrs hiding his smile behind his paperwork.

“Learned from the best.” Lucifer shakes his head laughing at your smug reply. He glances over you to his grandfather clock. Hmmm-perhaps he could spare a few minutes. He rises elegantly discarding his tie and waistcoat to his abandoned chair. Running a hand through his hair he snorts at your little whistle.

“Move.” He commands. You shake your head patting your belly. “I will crush you.” He laughs but lays over you regardless.

“Good-you’re warm.” You say muffled in his shirt. Wrapping your arms around his middle you drift off. Lucifer holds you close, running a still gloved hand up and down your side. Perhaps he should bring out some more complex topics next time. If this was the outcome-

Mammon

He noticed you get drowsy before in class. Your cute little head jerks as you nod off, hands rubbing at your face as you fight to stay awake before giving in to the need to sleep. It was adorable- not that he was watching you because of that! He was just doing his job of looking out for you

Ye-that was all.

Honestly, he thought you were just like him. He never cared for the books being forced on him in class. Boring useless crap in his opinion. He much rather sleep through a lecture on stats too.

Now books on photography? That's where it's at. He has a legitimate passion for it.

He likes being behind the camera just as much as he likes being in front of it. Though he doesn't snap photos often.

He doesn't need more beratement from his brothers than he already gets. Sides, he just feels like they would look down at this like everything else he does.

He'll share his hobby with you though. You at least seem interested in it. He'll show you his collection of vintage to high-tech cameras and talk your ear off about the makes, models, and features.

You nod along and ask questions from time to time, smiling along with Mammon while he prattles on about color theory next to you on the floor.

He was just getting to Auguste Lumiére when he feels a gentle bump on his shoulder.

"O-oi!" Mammon starts, shaking his shoulder to rouse you. You look up at him, blinking the sleep from your eyes. "Was...was I that boring?" He deflates a little, all previous excitement gone in a flash. You had seemed so interested...

"What? Oh, no. No Mammon I'm sorry. It's really all fascinating," You grab for his sleeve so he couldn't run away. "It was just a lot of information all at once. I just got a bit overwhelmed."

"So you fall asleep?" He raises a brow not believing you for a second. Who falls asleep when something is interesting? He'll admit he's fallen asleep while listening to Levi talk about a new anime or Asmo with a make-up release.  But that's because it had been boring. "Is that like a human thing?"

You shrug snuggling closer. "I don't know- but it's a me thing. Give me five? I'd love to hear you talk more about your collection, promise."

Mammon glows scarlet at your words. "Of course you do!" He puffs out his chest excitedly. “I got great taste.” You nod into his shirt before drifting off again. He tilts his head slightly to look at you chuckling internally when your breathing and heartbeat slow down. Damn, out in seconds. Well, better get comfortable.

Uncrossing his long legs he picks up the camera he had been showing you. The old Polaroid lens reflects his face back at him. He remembered the day Land had debuted this marvel of engineering. He just had had to get his hands on one. It was useless now, he had much better quality cameras than this old thing, but he remembered you reminiscing about your human friends and their portable camera. Would you take some pictures with him too? He would take one now, but the sound of the flash would definitely wake you up.

He fiddles with it for a few more minutes, opening and closing the film canister and checking for any parts that needed fixing as he waits. You stir at his side a few minutes later with a little mew of satisfaction. Mammon hears your joints creak and pop as you stretch. "Morning." He says sarcastically, earning himself a light punch to his shoulder. "Ready to continue?"

You nod eagerly, perky and aware. At least for the moment.

Satan

He didn't really notice at first the pattern of your behavior.

You would come over for book club. Which was really just him reading his current novel and you picking something at random to gain a little random knowledge.

You would find a comfortable position on his bed, curl up nice and small and read. Then after a bit yawn and start to snooze.

He first thought it was the atmosphere of his room. It was quiet, warm, and the sound of flickering candles and the rustle of paper sometimes caused him to doze too.

But when it starts happening outside of class he notices.

Hmmm….this is new.

He looks it up in his human anatomy books and finds nothing.

He's not particularly worried about you per se. You always bounce back quickly after a quick snooze.

Then you start dozing when he is talking… >:(

Like his brother/dad he is a little miffed at first but then your behavior reminds him a cat and he loves you 10x harder now

Satan stops in his pacing of the back gardens. His book of poetry hanging limply in his hand. He had been reciting some of the most fascinating lines of work from Lord Byron's later works and wanted a human's perspective. He had thought you were interested. You never complained before when he asked you out here. Perhaps you were just being polite all those times before. Anything to soothe wrath. He snaps his book shut sharply, take some perverse satisfaction in the way you start out of your light sleep at the noise.

"Why'd you stop?" You ask wiping at your face.

"No point talking to someone that doesn't wish to listen." He snaps tersely.

"Oh-Satan, no I was listening. It...it just got to be so much so fast." You flush. “You had some great points going, I just needed a minute.” He watches your eyes grow heavy again, and it dawns on him.

"Do you just sleep when overwhelmed?" He asks incredulously. In all his years with humans, this was new. You shrug making grabby hands for him to move closer. He scoffs but moves into your space. You grab at the hem of his shirt and pull him down to sit next to you. He goes willingly getting comfortable by your side. You eye his lap longingly, hands clutching around his coat sleeve. “Fine-” He rolls his eyes. “Come here you odd thing.” You smile in triumph and crawl into his lap. Once settled you nuzzle into his warm chest.

“Wake me up in ten? I want to hear more about your conversations with Byron.”

“I’ll hold you to it.” He kisses the top of your forehead, opening his book to read again with one hand. You hum at his soft kiss, returning it sleepily with one of your own before passing out again. Ten minutes go by in an instant and Satan looks down at your peaceful face. He smiles to himself, perhaps he’ll let you sleep for a little while longer. You’d need it for his next point.  

[qgdaleila]

Em 1999 Leila Pinheiro e Guinga comemoraram os seus maiores sucessos da carreira com um registro raro, gravado no teatro Planetário.

No mesmo ano, eu, então, com nove anos de idade, morando no interior da Bahia - tive a oportunidade de assistir ao especial do show “Na ponta da Língua “, que a artista exibiu no canal TVE Bahia.

Leila Pinheiro está presente nos meus dias desde então… é uma artista preciosa com a sua musicalidade que transborda delicadeza e arte.

Acompanhar a carreira dessa artista é uma oportunidade única. É se fazer atento ao universo contemporâneo e atemporal que passeia entre a Bossa Nova e a MPB.

Este blog é um cantinho nosso, para falar com amor dessa Grandeza que a Leila Pinheiro representa para a arte do nosso Brasil.

Com amor,

Cecília Bernardino. 🕊

[jjongslight]

Had to look this up but like... its one user here idk about twitter..... but 2kids i such an emotional song how can some1 hate it 😭 its a very much a taemin song, maybe they only listened to tve titletracks hdjdv

It's not just that one user, there were a bunch of them (I unfortunately went through several blogs' tags to see how much stupidity there was out there).

But yes! The thing is that it IS A VERY TAEMIN SONG. That angst, emotion and the moping around the city at night!!!! SO HIM.

And like I've said some of these people are old fans and they have listened to Taem's discography. It's just people without taste. Again, you don't have to have it as a fave, but to completely dismiss its value as part of Taemin's creative expression, is just moronic and I won't stand for it.