#if anyone has ever wondered what my favourite violin piece is

[macaroni-rascal]

Waxing poetic idea: virtuosity

First of all, what a concept for a waxing poetic, we love the pun, we love it all. Second of all, I have no idea just how long this has been sitting in my inbox, but better late than never, I suppose!

When I think virtuosity I generally think about music, so for the purposes of this post, I am going to focus on how Virtue and Moir are masters of musicality, as I can make a separate post about their general talent and skating skills.  

I truly believe that Tessa and Scott were (and continue to be) the most musically inclined ice dance team ever. It’s nothing new, but Paul MacIntosh their old coach has spoken before saying there as just something natural about them and their ear for music, Tracy Wilson commented on them  as juniors and early in senior as a team that really listened to their music and that they used their edges and knee bend to match the rhythm of the dance, etc. It was obvious that this team just had a certain ability and flow that went above and beyond what had been previously seen in the sport. 

They were ice dancing to music, not figure skating to background noise.

There was always an impression that music meant a lot to them, and the emotional connection they felt to music was very important, the program they hated the most (Malaguena) was because they didn’t chose it themselves, and the program they had the most trouble with emotionally (The Seasons) was because they also couldn’t form a connection and tried to force something. The stunning thing about Tessa and Scott’s skating is that nothing ever looks forced, it all seems to be placed and done to maximize their ability, the music, and the art of figure skating. So, cmplpete with hyperlinks as well as gif credit, lets get into it.

I say that Valse Triste is one of my favourite free dance of theirs, but I don’t think people get just how much. In terms of how much a song can be elevated by movement, VM did everything correct with Vale Triste. 

This perfect moment in the beginning where the music is drawn out and sweeping and so their movements match perfectly, I just love the ina bauer moment right on that first long violin sound, followed by Tessa’s nice deep long edge and then another sweeping movement. Also, the last lift directly on the crescendo of the music, when Tessa raises her hands into the air when the silence holds, and then again, that lovely piece of silence  while Tessa is balancing on Scott and his squat. Then the last moment with Scott’s arms and the violin again... All of this matches the music so well, it very much feels like they had this choreographed already, and then Jean Sibelius wrote Valse Triste for them. So stunning.

Umbrellas of Cherbourg was just a piece of mastery in terms of hitting musical highlights. The first lift was so effective, all the of the step sequences were musical and lilting and joyous. I also love the moment in this gif, the abandon in their movements echoes the abandon in the song as Catherine Deneuve sings “je ne peux pas, je ne peux pas” and it really does feel like they can’t help but move this way. I don’t need to understand French to feel it, they made the movement match the music so well that it becomes universal. Special shout out to the fucking stunning backwards inside edge they both hit as they go around the corner. *chefs kiss*

What I also love about their virtuosity and their musicality is that they never really settled. They picked a very difficult piece of music for the Olympic year because it was the only music they felt any connection with. It was a hard program because they really took time to highlight the music, and the accents are quick and staccato. What’s stunning, is that I think anyone who watches/knows vm can perfectly hear the music that should be playing over the gif, and nothing else COULD be playing. So often, especially recently, I watch  ice dance programs if feels like any generic music could be on and it wouldn’t change much. Tessa and Scott could never. Every movement and every moment is deliberate and on theme.

Tessa and Scott’s dance holds are a literal thing of beauty and should be studied. That doesn’t have much to do with what I am writing about currently, but I thought it needed to be said. Nights and Days is an all time favourite programs. We love a wango. I love the opening especially and how they go from a nice easy arm movement to two quick poses, then Tessa’s moment with that leg and giving that face, that hit the opening notes so well, only to have the music really begin with their leg kicks.

Let’s talk about how a waltz goes counterclock wise on a dance floor and is quick-quick-slow and Tessa and Scott started their program going counter clock wise around the rink, and having their movement begin slow-quick quick, slow-quick quick...because I’m never not thinking about it

There are so many moments in their free dance to Hip Hip Chin Chin that I desperately love and that I have yet to see gifs of it. Besides the stellar and iconic opening footwork, the coolest twizzles (accenting the drums with their transition into each twizzle), and some very cool lifts (I mean, hello temptation lift), I love the step sequences and the transitions in this program so much. Some favs include:

Tessa’s booty pop to the drums and her arm on “rhythm”

Tossing Scott and a literal hip hip chin chin

Hitting twizzles and free legs on beat

Tessa just in this moment and her arms

The “I can’t resist” moment and the silence as they just pull in on beat, throw their hand up on beat, and hug on the ice sensually 

That little kick they do in the step sequence right on the double beat

Anyway, that program is a fucking wonder and the fact they only did it once fully in competition is a small tragedy.

Tessa’s twizzle from the Waltz goes on right on that stunning lick of effervescent music lives rent free in my head and will until I die.

As does the extension and flair Tessa gets in this one small hand and arm movement. More character in this tiny little one second gif of carmen than in the entirety of Davis and White’s Notre-Damn that year, quote me.

Carmen, in and of itself, is so fascinating and intricate from a music standpoint, they hit all the moments so well. Tessa’s second leap into the air on the curve lift, the ending pose for the  twizzles, that rad as hell and incredibly difficult transition where Scott all but throws Tessa face first into the ice and she lands in a sort of lunge that took all season to perfect. I could go on.

I truly am, one day, going to make a post about Dream a Little Dream and how it is the best short dance program ever performed. In terms of virtuosity it is unmatched. Again, it is that type of program where you can so easily hear the music playing the background because everything just...fits. I can hear Ella crooning “stars shining bright aboooove you” as Tessa rounds around Scott and his arms flow along with the melody. I also love the moment with “sycamore tree” and the transition there. Shout out also having the solo lady twizzle in the finnstep right on the boom of the music. There are too many moments to count. The whole program is magic.

Another special shout out to the latch step sequences and especially how they changed the diagonal step so that Tessa’s double twizzle hit right on the music and created such a moment. I also love the straight line lift and how with the changes made so it was timed perfectly to be in a moment of silence between lyrics. Tessa and Scott know how to use the moments of silence and stillness just as much as they know how to use the moments of intensity and attack.

Moment of appreciation for the guitar lick during the rumba where they kick in as they get that chocktaw key point before the inside 3-turns. Iconic behavior.

What I love is that they dig deep into their music, really listen, and really try and make their movements and their program not only match the music, but elevate the music to the point where you hear things you maybe didn’t before because it never got highlight in that way before. 

I love that they aren’t afraid to not only hit the big, in your face “rooooxaNNE” moment, but it’s that they chose to put it at the end of their twizzle sequence which needs perfect timing, perfect synchronicity, and perfect attack. Not to mention, the amazing head-head moment with the violin right after. But then! It’s not just the end of the twizzle sequence, because they also accent the music every where in between because the first set is on beat to the music as is the second set which leads into their arm transition in character and then we get the big moment. With Tessa and Scott, their musicality is such that they create these little micro pockets of moments amidst one giant moment that is their full program; because the twizzles fit perfectly in the program, but the twizzles also stand alone as their own moment of tension and release -- just magnificent.

Off topic, but gosh it always amazes me just how fast they are going into and through this lift. As I’ve mentioned previously, it’s not just the big accents they are hitting, but the small ones as well. It took me half the season to realize there is a lovely little piano lick right as Tessa backflips and rises up into position, just as the music is rising along with her and once again, it just feels right.  No other teams owns the ice and owns their music quite like them. Because it’s not just that they are so musical, its that they have the ability to skate to all of these different types of music, and look at home in every single one. In that, they are objectively unparalleled.

When Tessa and Scott skate, it almost feels like the music is asking them to create something, and is ultimately grateful for them doing so.

[wanderingchocolateeclair]

BNHA Spring Break - Day 3: Headcanons

I wanted to do this prompt but I didn’t know what to do, so I thought that I might re-post a few of my favourite pieces I’ve done (basically just a lot of Edgejeanist and EctoLoader lmao), along with the headcanon that links to it and some other headcanons? 😊

Put it under the cut just because the post is a little longer than my other ones!

- Edgejeanist have an awful, basically non-existent, sleeping schedule and often end up just sleeping like this at 2:00am

- The top five are just one massive chaotic family :) (this still makes me laugh when I see it)

- EctoLoader are just a very lovely old married couple 😌

- Edgejeanist are almost at that point 👀 they also have matching lockets that I seem to forget to draw every single time-

Other Headcanons from my notes (mostly ecto, PL + snipe):

Snipe is a single dad, and has a lovely little daughter (who I’ve drawn in the family doodles that I have yet to finish and post)

Erasermic, eri and shinsou are one big family of course.

Ectoplasm and Snipe are very competitive and have known each other since childhood

Ecto is very musically talented

Powerloader really loves music (for what reason I wonder) and can play the drums and sing pretty well

The whole faculty have staff movie nights every week to relax and it’s adorable.

Sometimes the students will walk in to report something and they’re all just sobbing at 2:00am watching like the titanic or something

They’ll also have nights where they stay up playing wii sports or something and let me tell you it’s the most intense thing you’ll ever see

Oh and of course mario kart you can hear mic yelling whenever he does anything

Powerloader curses A LOT but always gets a lil smack round the head from Ecto or snipe if they hear him

Midnight is the mum of the whole staff - you need something?? Got it don’t worry!

13 is baby, nothing else needs to be said.

Powerloader is allergic to dogs. And pineapple?

Hound dog really just wants cuddles all the time, from anyone

Cementoss is just an absolute sweetheart.

Powerloader will get struck with sudden ideas for inventions or anything and when he does everyone has to jump out of his way unless they want to get bowled over - he will jump up from WHATEVER he’s doing and leg it to wherever he can take notes

Karaoke. Karaoke. KARAOKE!!!

At any given chance or moment Ecto and Powerloader will tease the hell out of Snipe and just give him a real hard time for anything

The teachers have once walked into a VERY intense makeover session involving Eri, Aizawa, Mic, Midnight, Hound Dog and Powerloader. All in a hair braiding train and bows eveRYWHERE. Let’s just say that the remaining teachers have quite a few of those photos saved. It is now a very common occurrence

When eri first came to live at the dorms ectoplasm and hound dog were scared that they might scare her but actually she came to liking them the most out of all the other teachers

Recovery girl will attack any of the teachers whenever they are being careless and they physically cannot retaliate it’s hilarious

Despite possibly being older than the other teachers, due to his lack of knowledge with actually teaching, all might is babied a lot by the other teachers and it’s like “for the 5th time today, no punching another student is not within school regulations all might gOD-” (taken from a convo with a friend)

You have chaotic trio number one: midnight, mic and Aizawa...... but what about snipe, ectoplasm and powerloader??? Chaos on a completely different level..

And principal nezu.....nothing else said just principal nezu

Cementoss makes the best tea

Mic chugs like 5 litres of coffee every morning

The teachers have dance offs

Snipe also has a dog

When all the teachers have marking to do 13 bakes the best cookies and they just go around the dorm handing plates of them out to every room

Any gossip?? Ectoplasm somehow accumulates it all. It’s just weekly sessions of the teachers gossiping about their students and the main three collectors of this gossip are ectoplasm, midnight and recovery girl??

Snipe has bad asthma and it worsened after that accident (will be elaborated on when I decide to write out my EctoLoader backstory)

PL has very sensitive eyes due to the amount of time he spends underground in the dark - hence why he likes to have his hair over his eyes, and it’s a comfort thing.

Out of the 40 y/o trio(let’s just pretend that snipe has an age for now) Ecto is the most patient and calm and PL is the least. Snipe is somewhere in the middle.

Despite this, shockingly, in their UA days and even now, Ecto was the one that got into the most fights and is the hardest to restrain when angry (it’s always the calm ones huh?) but it’s mostly due to how much he cares- so if someone comments on someone he cares about he will not hesitate to step up and confront - he is pretty tall and intimidating after all.

Due to this, when something happens that the other two knows will make him angry they have to latch onto him or grab him by the back of his shirt to stop him from charging off.

PL on the other hand will be scooped up by the other two to calm down - Ecto picks him up and he calms down quite quickly however back in the day + for snipe in general, if they would pick him up it would result in a couple of bumps and bruises first.

Recovery girl has no shame in bringing this up to anyone she can and it makes them rather embarrassed + Ecto refuses to believe he got in the most fights he will always say it was PL. But snipe confirms the truth

Obviously each of the teachers will have their own ways of winding down after a stressful day or their own ways of brainstorming their ideas and venting under stress.

Ecto’s way of doing this is playing whatever instrument he has lying near him - often violin - and pacing aggressively whilst noodling about (definitely not based off of something I do 👀). Or listening to music if just relaxing but normally aggressively relieving stress by banging out some tunes. PL and snipe know to leave him be when he’s like this and just maybe leave a drink or snack on the side - he’ll get it later.

Mic often does the same, or just joins in.

And that leads to full on music sessions with all the teachers joining in, singing and what not.

I have more but I’ll post it some other day. Sorry for the long post, you guys know me and my tendency to ramble-

[wonkasmissstarshine]

The Chocolatier’s Rose {Willy Wonka x OC} Ch.26

GIFs not mine. Credit go to owners.

Summary: Willy proposes to Rose.

Tagging: @holdmeicant​ @willymywonkers​ @sleepiesapphicxoxo​

It was almost time for Rose and Willy to go out for their special night. Rose thought it would be just like any special night they spend together, but it wasn't. She didn't know yet that Willy was going to propose.

Rose put on the dress that Lucy, her new friend, had given her. She had found a pair of red heels to match with the dress and she put her hair up in an up-do while letting some curls fall in front of her face.

She grabbed a matching ruby necklace (which Lucy had added as a bonus gift since it went with the dress) and was about to put it on when Willy entered the room.

"Starshine, are you almost ready to..." Willy stopped himself when Rose turned around. His mouth fell open and he eyed her up and down. He fell speechless at her beauty. "Rose, you're..."

Rose became worried because he wasn't saying anything. "I'm what? Is the dress too much?" She asked, glancing down at the fabric.

"No, it's perfect" Willy assured her. "It's just... you always look like you've stepped out of a dream. And sometimes, it seems like you're not real because of how beautiful you are"

Rose smiled and grabbed Willy's gloved hand. "I can assure you, I'm very real" She joked with a giggle, which caused Willy to giggle as well. Rose reached her other hand up to caress Willy's face. "You're very beautiful too, Willy"

"I've never been called beautiful before" Willy admitted, closing his eyes and enjoying the warmth from Rose's hand.

Oh, but he was. From his pale skin to his sharp cheekbones, his well defined nose and jawline, his perfectly shaped eyebrows, his pretty violet eyes, and those lips that Rose just wanted to kiss over and over again.

Willy took Rose's hand and brought it up to his lips. He kissed the palm of her hand. "Now I forgot why I came in here" Willy said before he added dreamily. "You're just so darn beautiful"

"I think you came to get me for our very special night" Rose reminded him.

"Oh, right"

"I'm ready. But, can you do just one thing for me?" Rose grabbed the necklace again and gave it to Willy. "Can you put this on for me? I always have trouble with the clasps"

"I can do that, starshine" Rose turned around so Willy could put the necklace on her. Luckily, Rose's hair was already up and out of the way so she didn't have to hold any of it back. Willy put the necklace around her. When it came to the clasp, Rose's eyes closed and she took in a sharp breath when she felt his fingers brush against the back of her neck. It also caused her to shudder. Willy quickly retracted his hand, afraid that he had done something to hurt her. "Did I hurt you?" He asked.

"No" Rose assured him. "I just... the way your fingers brushed against my neck... it felt good" She opened her eyes again. She definitely didn't miss the way Willy was looking at her through the mirror. "C-can you do that again?"

"You mean like this?" Willy raised his hand again, and ran his finger down the length of her neck.

"Yes" Rose gasped again. He didn't stop there though. Willy also traced his finger down the length of her spine, to where her bare skin met with the red fabric of her dress. Then, he started tracing shapes on her back. "Willy" Her eyes fluttered closed as she said it. Willy's lips parted at the way she said his name. He could hear the pleasure in her voice.

Hesitantly, he pulled his hand away from her. He needed to before they took it any further. "We should go, starshine" Willy suggested, his voice deeper than usual.

"Yeah..." Rose agreed, feeling all hot and bothered. As she turned around, she couldn't dare look him in the eye. Not after he touched her like that.

******

The couple took the glass elevator to their date destination. Both of them were now calmed down from what transpired before they left. Willy stepped out of the elevator first and then offered Rose his hand. "Shall we, my beautiful starshine?"

"Of course, my handsome cocoa bean" Rose smiled at him, taking his hand. She let Willy lead her, considering that he was the one who knew where they were going. Rose could see that they were in some kind of park. "Where exactly are you taking me?"

"Just a few more steps and you'll see!" There was no stopping the excitement in Willy's voice. He was just hoping tonight would go well and that by the end of it, Rose wouldn't just be his girlfriend anymore, but his fiance. "Almost there, and here we are!"

"Oh my gosh!" Rose gasped, putting her hands over her mouth. He had brought her over to a gazebo. A white curtain was closed around it, so Rose couldn't quite see inside it but there was no doubt in her mind it was a romantic sight.

"Just wait until you see inside" Willy said. He guided her closer to the gazebo. He then pulled the white curtain back, revealing the romantic scene inside.

There were twinkling gold lights hanging from the ceiling. The floor of the gazebo was covered in a red carpet and sprinkled with pink and red rose petals. The dinner table was covered in a white and gold table cloth that draped all the way down to the floor. There was a big candle lit in the middle of the table. Plates were missing but there was silverware and glasses. Then finally, there were the two chairs on either side of the table.

"So, what do you think?" Willy asked, looking to Rose, hoping that she would like it.

"Willy," She started, smiling wildly. "This is perfect. You never fail to amaze me with all your romantic gestures"

"I actually had a little help with this one" Willy admitted. "Priscilla and the others helped set all this up. It was still my idea to do this, they just made it happen"

"That was very nice of them to do" Rose said. They stepped towards the table, with the curtain closing behind them. Rose loved the fact that the curtain went all the way around the gazebo. It did wonders for privacy.

Willy pulled out Rose's chair for her. She thanked him as she sat down. He then sat down in his own chair across from her. A thought randomly popped into Rose's mind. "Can I say something odd?"

"Of course!" Willy smiled as he nodded. "I love hearing every odd thought that pops into your pretty head" He propped his elbow onto the table and rested his chin in his hand as he listened to her. "Okay, tell me!"

Rose started to explain. "Ever ever since I was young, I've always dreamed of this specific way someone were to propose to me. I've always imagined being proposed to in a gazebo like this"

Willy giggled and then asked, "What else have you imagined?"

"It gets into very specific details. Especially when it comes to the food. The main course is Chicken Parmesan, and for dessert it's chocolate soufflé"

Felix suddenly entered the gazebo. He was dressed up like a waiter that worked in a high class restaurant. He had a couple of plates in his hand. "Good evening" He greeted the two of them. "And how is the lovely couple this evening?"

"We're quite wonderful!" Willy answered.

"What's on the menu, Felix?" Rose asked.

A playful smirk played on Felix's lips. He placed the plates of food down in front of them. "Well, our wonderful chef Danny has prepared his specialty: Chicken Parmesan"

Rose stared at the food and blinked her eyes a few times. It was funny, because Chicken Parmesan was the meal in her fantasy proposal. She had just now told that to Willy, so it's not like he would have known. Unless...

"May I ask what the dessert is?" Rose pressed, looking back up at Felix.

"I'm glad you asked!" Felix said. "Chocolate soufflé"

Rose's mouth hung open, unsure of how to respond to that. So far, this dinner was going exactly like her dream proposal. But it's not like Willy could have known that, so this couldn't possibly be a proposal dinner.

Felix parted, leaving Willy and Rose alone again. Rose's mouth was still hung open and Willy was looking at her with a smile and a mischievous gleam in his eye.

"Starshine, is everything okay?" He asked her.

"Yes, it's just... so far this is going exactly like my dream proposal. The only thing missing is someone playing the violin"

As if on cue, Eleanor showed up wearing a black dress and she had a violin in hand. "May I provide some entertainment for you both?" She asked.

Rose craned her head to look at Eleanor. "Ellie, I didn't know you played...." Her eyes saw the instrument in her hand. "Violin"

Eleanor did nothing but smirk as she sat down in the corner and started playing romantic songs. Yep, this is going exactly how Rose imagined her dream proposal would go. Could it really be though...

"Well, starshine, let's dig in!" Willy said, sitting up straight and grabbing his fork and knife. "This looks quite delicious. I've never had chicken parmesan before"

Rose smiled, also grabbing her knife and fork. "It's one of my favourites, even though I've only had it once or twice"

She cut off a piece but waited for Willy to take the first bite. She wanted to see his reaction to it. Willy did and his eyes widened at the taste. "Oh, this is very good! Tastes almost as good as chocolate does!"

Rose couldn't help but giggle at that. She had to agree with Willy on that. "I don't think anything will quite beat the taste of any of your treats"

******

They had eaten their dinner and pushed their plates off to the side. Felix had come to collect the empty plates. "I will return shortly with your dessert" He promised them, before leaving.

"How are you enjoying dinner, starshine?" Willy asked.

"It's wonderful" Rose said happily. "You picked a wonderful spot, the food tastes great, and I must say, I've never heard anyone play the violin quite as beautifully as Eleanor does" Rose looked at her friend.

Eleanor smiled and chirped out, "Thank you!"

Rose faced Willy again, and then she sighed dreamily. "But the best part is that I'm here with you. And honestly, I don't know what could make this night any more perfect than it already is"

"Well, I can think of something that might make it more perfect. Close your eyes" Willy told Rose. Rose did as he asked and closed her eyes. It got awfully quiet as Eleanor stopped playing music. "Now open" She heard Willy whisper. His voice sounded like he moved closer to her.

Rose opened her eyes. She gasped, putting her hands over her mouth when she saw the sight. Willy was right in front of her, kneeling down on one knee. He was also holding a small box open, containing a rather large multi coloured gemstone ring.

"Willy..." Her voice was slightly muffled by her hands.

"Never once did I ever think I would see the day where I would fall in love" Willy began saying, and Rose could feel her eyes swelling with tears. "But then I met you, Rose. My beautiful starshine. You opened my eyes and made me see that both love and family are not the worst things in this world" And what Willy said next to her absolutely sent Rose flying to the moon. "Chocolate isn't the most important thing in my life anymore. You are"

Rose cracked a smile. "I mean more to you than chocolate?"

Willy returned her smile. "Absolutely, you do. So, what do you say, starshine? Will you marry me?"

Rose was now in tears. They were happy tears though, but Willy didn't seem to realize that as his whole face dropped. "Oh no, you're crying!" He started panicking. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Willy!" Rose calmed him down by cupping his face in her hands. "I'm crying because I'm happy"

Willy's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "But I thought people only cried when they're sad?"

Rose smiled as she shook her head. "No, people can cry when they're happy. They're called happy tears"

Willy calmed down and he smiled again. "So, does that mean you'll marry me?"

"Yes, Willy Wonka, I will marry you" Rose answered him. She pulled him closer to her and gave him a kiss. Willy then took the ring and slipped it on to Rose's finger. She held out her hand as she admired the piece of jewelry. "This is a lovely ring"

"I knew you'd like it" Willy said, taking her ring hand in his. "It's actually made from rock candy"

Rose's eyes lit up with amazement. "Wow" She looked up from the ring and at her fiancé. "I love you"

"I love you, too" Willy said to her softly. He gently placed a hand at the base of her neck and pulled her into a kiss full of love and passion.

It's safe to say that dessert was long forgotten that night.

[spikeymarshmallows]

alright bitches, saddle up. it’s headcanon-ing time.

inspired by this post.

Specifically this section:

The standard urban fantasy female protagonist dating a werewolf who is not an alpha. Bonus points for it being a cute beta werewolfess who thinks her girlfriend’s perpetual posturing as the ‘baddest bitch on the block’™ is the most adorable thing ever. Extra bonus points for fuzzy baby werewolves and adopted babies. (Because actual wolf packs? Exist to raise children. They’re family units, focused around rearing cubs.)

#werewolves #queer wolves #werewolves as the foster parents of the supernatural world #if there’s a kid so much as sniffling in their general vicinity they’re going to get adopted #the fae discovered that they could straight-up hand off changlings to werewolf packs #no deception needed #magic using children of mundane parents who can’t handle it? #every pack has a dozen of them #fic ideas

okay this is one of the cutest reblogs I’ve gotten. imagine it werewolves just going YES FAMILY GOOD and adopting everyone and making sure they get attention and food and understand that it’s fine to be who you are and that you’re not alone, you’re pack now

Okay, I tried to do the Tumblr aesthetic thing, but it turns out, it takes more effort for me *not* to use capital letters, so fuck that.

Okay, but just imagine. The kids are all 13. Five has not yet fucked off into ye olde apocalypse. Reginald has caught Klaus wearing eyeliner and dancing around in one of Vanya’s skirts, because Allison rumoured him into doing 300 pushups last time he was caught in hers, and Vanya has no spine. So Reggie’s just shoved Klaus in the mausoleum, and as soon as he’s been let go, a sobbing Klaus sneaks out of the house.

He’s hiding in the alley outside the house, one of many probably, and is crouched on the ground, sniffing wetly and wiping furiously at his eyes. The eyeliner is long since smudged, but it’s stuck around because, hey, it’s not waterproof but it’s that shitty 90′s eyeliner that takes an insane amount of effort to get off. And he’s rolling a joint, but his hands are shaking.

And this queer werewolf couple happen to be walking by, and super-hearing etc etc, hear a kid crying.

And one of them is all “CHILD. CRYING. MUST PROTECT”.

“Maggie, ffs, you can’t just walk up to strange children and adopt them” “WATCH ME”.

And so this lovely werewolf couple, who are young, and haven’t been able to have kids of their own yet (but have a lovely pack back home) go and talk to a crying Klaus.

And Reginald has taught the kids loads of useless shit, but teaching them stranger danger? Nahhhh son. Sure, Klaus could put up a good fight, but why would he want to fight this nice couple?

And so, through tears, Klaus talks to them, and Maggie is like, looking up at her partner, Sofia, with these big earnest eyes. Because Sofia was like this, trapped with a shitty family who wouldn’t accept her for who she was. And Maggie is like “CAN WE ADOPT HIM” and Sofia is “...you can’t just take a kid off the street and adopt him” except Maggie basically did it to Sofia when they were both seventeen, so it’s not an effective argument.

And Klaus is crouched there, still in his damn skirt, his knees all bruised and filthy from being in the mausoleum, and his hands are grimy and a little bloody, and he can’t fucking roll this joint, and Sofia is just “he’s thirteen and smoking weed? THIS CAN NOT GO ON. MUST. PROTECT.”

And god, it does not at all take much convincing to come home with them except--

“I can’t leave without my favourite brothers 🥺“

Cue Klaus racing inside, trying to grab Ben and Diego to drag them off to his new family. And honestly, they’re not that hard to convince to leave either although they wonder if Klaus has lost the fucking plot, because he’s rambling and raving and not entirely making sense and he’s filthy and--well, he’s Klaus.

But Luther is very “No, we cannot split the team up >:(” and Klaus is just “Okay. Come with us, dipshit.”

And where Luther goes, Allison follows. That said, Allison had been listening from her room and is intrigued at the idea of an adventure.

And Five, who thinks they’re all a bunch of idiots, is just... “Ugh, I’m coming with because it’s me who will need to get you out of trouble when you inevitably land in it”.

And Five (and Ben) don’t like to leave Vanya out, so as soon as she’s back from her violin practice, they sneak her out too.

And that’s the story of how this lovely queer werewolf couple went on an afternoon stroll and adopted seven kids.

Because, hear me out if you’ve made it this far....

It’s initially a bit weird. The kids are used to competing for love and attention, for any skeric of a compliment. There are tiffs, really fucking fast. And Mom’s are like “Kids, this isn’t good pack behaviour”.

Luther’s ears pricking up because... “...does... does this mean we get to do Pack Bonding????”

Yes it does.

There’s no competitions here! Not any more than friendly ones, anyway. No competing for attention or love. It’s just lavished upon them because there’s a pack! Lots of parents!

Imagine one of pack members taking Luther outside to study the night sky, and teaching him all about moon cycles, and different stars and constellations. Some of these werewolves are as strong as him too, and he can spar without having to hold back!

Imagine some pack members saying “hey, Diego, let’s see who’s the fastest!” and Diego just *heavy breathing*. And of course, they let him win, but not in an obvious way. Just slowly building this kids confidence up, piece by piece. They don’t care about his stutter, and they show him love in loads of cuddles, and he learns to howl at the moon.

Allison is just... sisters. She’s always liked being the centre of attention, and so it’s an adjustment to be here with so many others. But she still gets attention. She’s shown that she doesn’t need to hold the limelight to be loved and valued and cared about. She doesn’t need to Rumour anyone because her opinions are actually allowed to be listened to. Why Rumour someone when she can just state why she wants to do something, and it’ll probably be allowed.

And they got to Klaus before his addiction spiralled out of control. They take him through graveyards during the day, not to make him control his powers, but to show him that he's never alone when facing his demons. Maybe they take him to a family crypt or something and introduce him to great grandmas and shit like that. It's hard to be scared of the dark and of demons when your parents run through the forests and howl at the moon and you have friendly ghosts on your team to talk to you when things get hard.

Some pack members are super smart, and for the first time, Five isn’t the smartest in the room. He weirdly relishes it. His thoughts and opinions and desires are listened to as well, and whenever he’s told no, he actually listens to why that is. Instead of treating him like a little asshole, they encourage his love of learning.

And then there’s Ben... Werewolf Parents: Now, Ben, we all have difficult things inside of us to control. Let's work on that and, also, on loving that beast inside us. 😌 Ben learns to control the Horror and it becomes like a giant swing and like, all the pack kids wanna be swung around by the Horror.... Cue pictures of the Horror with little ribbons wrapped around its tips or some bizarre and soft shit like that.

And finally, Vanya. Vanya, who is still Ordinary, at least at first. The Pack doesn’t mind her being on her meds, and don’t mind that she’s quiet and ordinary. There are other humans in the pack too! And they all love listening to Vanya play... Even when she’s just practicing, she usually ends up with a few people sitting there, delightedly listening in. And as time goes on, she thinks “hmm, maybe I don’t need these things for my nerves anymore... Maybe... Maybe I will be okay without them?” and Mom’s are like “well, there’s no problem if you need to go back on them, but if you want to try, we support you : )” And RUH ROH, there are powers??? HOLY SHIT. She’s mad as fuck, but instead of it being disastrous, she has loads of love and support. Like Ben, like al of the siblings, she has people there to help her learn how to manage her powers, and her emotions.

The kids are just totally loved upon and cherished and have someone there for them all the time.

And let’s not even get started on pack cuddles. actually, no, let’s.

Reggie used to be a real cunt about the kids and their need for contact. I mean, sure, they still tried to sneak into each others rooms for platonic cuddles all the time, but they sure as hell paid for it. And now?? Now, they can cuddle as much as they fucking want. Oh, Ben, Diego and Klaus wanna snuggle together every night? No worries, kids! We’re just gonna get you all a bigger bed and we can turn one of the bedrooms into a study or something. And slowly, there are just... entire pack cuddles. Allison has a bad day, and Klaus tugs her into the pile. And Luther sees and... Snuggles up behind her. Vanya, who is getting better at not being left out, who is more confident in herself, doesn’t fight when Allison brings her in. And Five? Five pretends he’s only there for Vanya, but they all know it’s a lie.

But they don’t call him on it.

Anyway. I’m just very here for a nice pack of werewolves adopting my babies, and them growing up happy and well-adjusted, and loved, and-----*record screeches to a halt*

DIEGO LOVES HIS NEW MOMS. BUT HE MISSES GRACE SO MUCH T.T

....So the Umbrella Academy band together for one final mission: to Mom-nap Grace.

It’s all very dramatic. I haven’t seen Spy Kids since I was, what, 13, but I’m gonna pretend it’s like that. They Mom-nap Mom, and she goes happily because she’s missed her babies and she gets to join the snuggle pile too. She loves helping out her new family too! And she learns new recipes and shares some of her own! Mom is happy too because LET GRACE BE HAPPY.

Anyway, they grow up happy, and well-adjusted.

And still as incestuous as fuck.

Like, that still happens in every universe.

And the wolf pack are like *chinhands* because like. Whatever.

/END

[speaktopoojasingh]

The Blind Date

Shane disheartened with his spirits low, headed his way back towards his home. He looked for the keys in the pocket hurriedly and quietly shuts the main door without uttering a single word and goes straight into his bedroom.

“Shane, how was it? Why do you look so low? Was she not pretty enough for you? Come on man, you can’t be that picky”. Austin asked, being muddled, scratching his head, as he was the one who had set this date up.

“Austin, I just want to be left by myself, please don’t pester me right now. I want to be alone with my thoughts for a while. Could you make me a drink?  A Rum may be? Montilla?”

Did I not ever imagine meeting her again? But today when she was right in front of my eyes, why did I stutter?

He did not even in his wildest dreams expect that Rosaline would have changed and grown into a mature young woman and could leave a drastic impact on him. She looked so beautiful in her soft ivory halter neck dress. Her pearls which she wore radiated her pure heart, reminding of how she used to wear her heart on her sleeve. It wasn’t her honey dipped brown eyes which reflected her generosity or her mellifluous voice which felt as if the angels had come down on earth and playing the violin wearing those chaplets. It wasn’t her appearance which made her turn heads, but to be honest, her silly crooked nervous smile made him fall in love with her all over again as if he hadn’t tasted what loving a woman had ever felt like. His stoic personality often made her giggle like a young teenager. There was just something, her aura so strong even cleansing the air.

Rosaline was looking forward to this date as she was an enthusiast and a sucker for crazy ideas to find her prince charming. At times, it seems that Rosaline herself is the prince who is fighting battles against all these emotionally unavailable men, swimming through the creeps, and finding the one who yet struggles with commitment issues.

She removes her favourite crimson coloured slit dress to make the guy fall in love with her at first instance, but again she is a bit old fashioned and not too bold in her appearance. Cream or an ivory color dress would do justice to her soft personality. White pumps to match and look more put together even though her life is not too organised, but as they say fake it till you make it. Rosy tint on her cheeks to make sure she looked interested in him and he thinks that he is an interesting person who is making her blush, well only heaven would know the little trick she played here. A classic mauve lip shade would be perfect, not too loud nor too dull.

“Lucy, come here”, screamed Rosaline.

“Yes yes what’s the matter?”  “Did you find out who Samirah is dating?”

“No you nut head, how do I look for the date? Good enough?”

“Enough to destroy his life.”  “I wish I were that lucky boy, even being a lesbian would do, I mean I could turn gay for this beaut,” squeed Lucy.

Too cheesy Lucy, appalled Rosaline.

Rosaline was sitting at the backseat of a retro-looking cab, thinking about the date Austin had set up. She had met Austin at the Durjoy Dutta’s book signing event. He was the only guy, while all the other girls including her were fangirling over his quirky dimples. Not that she took less interest in his novels, but when there is a complimentary dessert, how could one resist? Durjoy Dutta writes romance, and seeing him come for the book signing, without feeling embarrassed, did impress her. Guys reading romance novels other than science fiction or some thriller novels did set the bar high for her. From that moment she knew, that if he would be a hopeless romantic, their talks would be like the typical cliché new lovers who talk about laying in an empty dry grassland, star gazing while he would call her the most beautiful lady that the moon would hide itself as it might face inferiority complex. Rosaline had to burst her bubble when she found out that Austin was gay. She laughed at her own self for letting her mind wander in that direction. Their first meeting was smooth and in no time, they enjoyed each other’s company and started hanging out a lot more. He was a true friend to her, and would often talk about each other’s lifeless romance journeys.

I am being way too optimistic for today’s date. I should try and relax, but if Austin has set this up for me then I’m pretty sure he would have kept in mind about all the kinkiness I am filled with. I can trust him on his.

Rosaline was supposed to meet him at café named Poetry, which was in Juhu. She specifically chose the café because of its name and the amazing macaroons it sold. She had been obsessed with macaroons since the day she has been learning French. Je peux manger dix maracons à la fois.

Another reason for her to choose this café was that because she herself is poetry in itself. Well that’s how the men flirted with her. She reached the location and was nearly fifteen minutes late, for as to say fashionably late. Austin had informed Rosaline that the guy is tall, sturdy, and would have the prettiest set of eyes in the room. For a second it did remind her of Shane, her ex boyfriend thinking about how he had big round sparkling eyes where her own reflection could be seen when she looked for way too long into his eyes and drown into the pool of loveliness. She looked specifically for the glowing eyes as Austin had described and the next moment she is blunt.

I used to see his face in the crowd, on advertisement posters, even on the television but it was never him. Is my mind playing tricks on me again? I feel like I am being haunted by my imagination and fear right now.

Rosaline is dumbstruck. Mixed feelings rushed into her body which can’t be put to words to what she was feeling. She actually had to pinch herself to make herself believe that Shane was her date.

Shane had no serious plans of meeting Rosaline. He came on the date to cheer him up but instead knowing the fact now that he was having a blind date with his ex-girlfriend left him astounded. All of these thoughts racing in his head trying to surpass one another was overwhelming him. He still had a minute to wash his face and to fetch his breath. He glanced at his watch and his heart started to beat twice as fast. It was a chilly evening, yet he was feeling sweaty.

What am I supposed to talk to her? What am I going to say to her? Will I be able to face her once again? What would she say?

“Shane, hey” said Rosaline trying to sound as warm as she could.

“Rose”? Said astonishingly

It’s Rosaline, not Rose, she corrected.

Yes, Rosaline, he stuttered. Please, please just take a seat, make yourself comfortable. Shane requested.

You are talking as I am your first candidate and you are going to interview me, but seemingly you look more nervous than the interviewee, joked Rosaline.

I have successfully managed to embarrass myself once again. You know, I tend to get nervous around gorgeous women, he defended.

Should I take that as a compliment or should I be salty about it? I choose to accept that you very smoothly flirted with me, actually I would say tried to flirt, said Rosaline.

Well whatever you take it as, it is what it is, stated Shane.

Rose didn’t feel the initial nervousness or the awkwardness which Shane was facing that could be seen but as usual his old trait of hiding back or holding back his real emotions, rather call it as toxic trait than it being a part of his personality. Holding back what he really felt like, made Rosaline a bit edgy.

Rosaline wears her heart on her sleeve. She believes anyone who cannot be vulnerable is not worthy enough for her to trust. Shane wondered if she still thought the same or would she be a little easy on him.

So, how has life been? Shane trying to break the long pause, forgetting for a minute that Rosaline was here.

“Well, it’s been amazing for me. I feel like I am growing as a person a lot more. I always thought that I was wronged; hurt and as broken as a piece of glass shattering and the more force you apply it breaks furthermore, that’s exactly how it had been for me. You know Shane, there is always, always something that one can learn, ways you can grow and I’m in that learning stage” being as gentle as she could be.

“I am pretty sure you might not be expecting a response like that from me or should have I rather said, Shane, I can’t live without you, I won’t be able to, I still need you,” as Rosaline plays around with Shane and his consciousness.

“Did you not want that too”? Shane responded with dismay.

“What? Startled Rosaline.

“Did you not say that all to me, did you not mean all of it then?” feeling a little restless, Shane asked her.

After a pause, Rosaline answers him saying, “I did think that I did, but you know when your body can survive the breakdown process then it as well can heal itself. It’s similar to a physical wound, instead, here it’s just your heart begging for mercy and the brain wouldn’t stop overthinking it. It’s like when you fall down and start bleeding, the platelets principal function is to stop bleeding, but we anyways bleed a little. They release chemical signals to promote clotting. Our brain tries to make the heart understand the same way, but still, it does bleed a lot of emotions. When you fall, it will hurt, it is supposed to hurt. And when I learned that, I knew I can, I definitely can live without your presence. Even though you kept hurting me, gave a million reasons why I should not stay, but I was looking for that only one reason for you to stay, but sooner or later I had to accept the reality that I was a tenant in your heart, or maybe lesser than that, I, I do not know if I actually did have your heart or not, but it doesn’t matter to me any longer because I don’t feel drawn towards you anymore or I do not seek any closure, I think I have had it enough”

Shane not knowing how to respond to her feels heavy. His body starts feeling the burden, his energy levels dip down drastically. The intense discomfort reaches to a peak that his heart is pounding; legs feel shaky and felt shortness of breathlessness. He has mastered the art of keeping a straight face even though he certainly is near experiencing a panic attack.

“Why couldn’t you stop me?” Shane trying his level best to mask it up and keep a poker face by default.

“Are you seriously asking me that?” Rosaline fumed. “I gave you everything, every element, every atom present in my body. I devoted all of it to you. I was on my knees for you. I let myself down for you, yet you left me by making such a statement that I wasn’t worthy enough for love. You were just my fantasy, was I only worthy of being so small? I did not deserve that”.

“Do you not love me anymore? How can you stop loving me?” Shane was curious to know.

“Could you tell me where did you get the nerve to ask me that”? Rosaline trying to appear poised. “I don’t. I don’t love you anymore, Shane Gosling”.

 He couldn’t understand what was going on, Rosaline’s harshness and the sharp words were causing him to blackout. Shane couldn’t anymore hold himself back, he had to acknowledge and take his leave before his heart is left upon the floor.

Keeping her hand on Shane’s cold fingers, with a warm sense of love, Rosaline said, ‘We should take our leave. Please take care of yourself,’ and left with a tender smile.

The date didn’t go as it was supposed to go, as they couldn’t meet each other’s expectations. They decided to end the conversations; both of them would return to their empty walls, thinking of what was and wondering what this could have been, perhaps, is left to realize the beauty and mystery of their lives, the realization towards closure that some people can stay in our heart forever but not in our lives.    

[sirius]

Chaos Theory Part 5

Pairing: Cedric Diggory x Reader, Harry Potter x Reader, Draco Malfoy x Reader

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 5380

A/N: Finally oh my gosh this took freaking ages to put together! YAYY for Cedric and Draco coming back, I love writing them (esp Draco :P) I’m finding that, the more I write this, the more pairings I add to the story. In the end, I think I’m going to make it so you can choose who you want to end up and write different endings for each potential love interest. Annnyway, here you go. P.S. I’m super proud of my giffing skills atm, see the above! a gif by yours truly. 

Chapter Five:

There’s something whimsically surreal about the Burrow.

It seems to glisten from the ground up as though someone had sprinkled gold dust over it. From where you’re standing, you begin to appreciate how beautiful it is in the light; standing tall against the backdrop of rolling hills and lush, green grass, inviting you in without having to use words.

You’re standing in the backyard, waiting for someone, though you’re not sure who. It’s more like a feeling like you’re anticipating something you’re not sure will happen. There is a faint buzz humming in the air, like the beating wings of a thousand butterflies. The sky is like a painter’s palette; a blend of soft blues and vibrant pinks, like those honey-glazed moments right before the sun sets.

It’s like a poet’s dream.  

“(Y/N)?” says a familiar voice. You’re smiling before you even turn around, knowing who is standing behind you without even looking.  

“Cedric,” you sigh, whirling around and throwing yourself into his arms.  

“I’ve been waiting for you,” he says, kissing your cheek, your neck, your collarbone, lips spilling over your skin like he can’t get enough of you.

“I know,” you whisper, softly, as his lips move against you like water, “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry,” he reassures, voice gentle in your ear as his hands card through your hair, “Besides, a mouse never trusts a hungry snake.”

You freeze as, suddenly, the voice in your ear trails off into a cold, sharp hiss, and the world around you plunges into darkness. Cedric untangles himself from your embrace, stepping back as his face distorts before you, revealing his true form.

You watch in horror as black bleeds into that deep, deep blue in his eyes, filling out every corner as though he were possessed by something sinister. His head distorts into a spade-like shape, neck elongating, his nose flattening into two thin slits and he sheds his bronze skin, a snake-like pattern stretched over his muscles and veins. His lips pull back into an insidious smile, cold and cruel like the edge of a scythe, revealing sharp fangs and a long, forked tongue that pokes out and curls in the air, testing, tasting for prey.

The fluttering noise gets louder, more insistent, like an orchestra of shrieking violins, warning you to run, run, run!

“You’d better wake up now, mouse” the snake monster hisses; it sounds like the blood-curdling shriek of nails scraping across a chalkboard, “Before you forget how to.”

You wake up to green eyes in the dark.

Belladonna Nightshade, better known as Nightshade, Bella, Belle or simply B, peers down at you curiously, blinking owlishly. She’s perched on your chest, her gaze now sharpening from curiosity to expectancy as she silently demands food, though there’s something in those green eyes that suggests that she had sensed your discomfort and pulled you from your nightmare as an act of mercy.

Sometimes, Belladonna Nightshade is more human than she is a cat.

Your hands tremble as you reach out and pat her, your fingers raking through her soft fur. She leans into your touch, purring in delight, and she does that adorable cat thing with her eyes where she closes them and eases into your roaming touch, as though she wouldn’t want to be anywhere else but here, on your chest, her paws pressed into your cheeks.

“Hey B,” you whisper, voice raspy and low. There’s a dry, scratchy sort of taste in the back of your mouth like you had just been stifling a scream. You swallow thickly and reach beneath your pillow, pulling out the photo that’s been buried underneath since it arrived one week ago.

You unfold it and stare at the symbol on the back. Why would someone send this? Why were they spying on you in the first place? Is it a threat or a warning? Has Cedric received one, too?  

“Oh, good! You’re awake,” Says a voice in the doorway, and your vision swims as you try to focus on the figure in front of you.

Hermione strides over and stands next to you, already showered and dressed, hair tackled and tamed into a bushy ponytail and an irrefutable air of anticipation buzzing around her. It’s such a startling contrast to your nightmare that you have to reassure yourself that, in reality, snakes don’t usually protrude from people’s necks.

Usually.

“Mrs Weasley said she’ll cook some blueberry pancakes for us if we all get ready in time.”

You nod curtly, rubbing the sleep from your eyes and swallowing the imaginary cotton-ball stuck in your throat. Nightshade leaps from your chest and onto the floor, rubbing herself against Hermione. Hermione bends over and scratches Nightshade’s head.  

“Did you have another nightmare?” Hermione asks, but the look in her eye tells you that she already knows.

A knot forms in your stomach, like a strong, calloused fist is squeezing it into submission. You nod wordlessly, your thumb scraping across the corner of the photo as though you were deliberately trying to get a paper cut. Hermione places Nightshade on the floor and sits by your side. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” she asks, staring at the photo.

“Not really,” you murmur, fingers rubbing nervous circles on your wrist and feeling your pulse thump beneath the delicate skin, “I just want to forget about this stupid thing.”

You toss the photo to the ground and Hermione picks it up again, unfolding it. She studies it intensely, brown eyes dragging across every inch of the photo and the symbol on the back.

“It does seem odd that they’d send you a photo of you and Cedric,” Hermione muses, distantly, “and how does this symbol relate to Cedric? Do you think he got one as well?”

You shrug as you stare at your wrist. It’s red from where your nails have been furiously scratching away at the ache. 

“And what do they mean by ‘A mouse does not trust a hungry snake’? Are you the mouse in this scenario? Or are you the snake? Are they trying to warn you about something? Are they saying you can’t trust anyone?” Hermione sighs and slaps the photo on your bedside table, “The more I stare at it, the more questions come to mind.”  

“That’s why I want to pretend it doesn’t exist,” you mumble, climbing out of bed, “And, before you ask, no. We’re not telling Harry or Ron or anyone about this, okay?”

Hermione nods, opens her mouth to say something, but you can’t talk about it anymore right now, you just can’t. Being on edge for an entire week has turned your stomach into a mosh pit, nerves crashing and colliding and crackling like the frayed edges of tangled electrical wires, and you don’t think you can verbalize any of it without dissolving into an existential crisis.

“Thanks,” you give her a half smile, drawing a carefully guarded expression across your face. You smile at Nightshade and she saunters over, her tail curling into a question mark shape. She leaps into your arms and you rush out of the room, evading any more discussions on the topic.

Knowing Hermione, she will probably want to talk to you later. And that’s okay for now. But, at the moment, it’s best to leave some things unspoken, like seeing your crush transform into a horrid snake monster.

***

Breakfast is an awkward ordeal.

True to her word, Mrs Weasley did make some of the fluffiest pancakes you have ever tasted, and you enjoyed every bite, even if you did have to shovel in as many mouthfuls as you could. Still, you enjoy sitting with the Weasleys; they have this rare ability to make you feel like you’re one of them. 

It’s even better seeing Luke. You take a moment to study him, watching him carefully. He’s wearing his favourite, borg-lined denim jacket, black jeans, black converses and a broad grin as he challenged Bill Weasley to a quick game of Wizard Chess.

Over the course of the week, you had watched Luke slowly heal from your father’s surprise-turned-disaster visit. Now, he seems so different again. It makes you wonder how many masks he had for separate occasions. But this morning, he seemed so…unguarded. Happy, even.

“Come on, William,” Luke teases, grinning, “Don’t tell me you’re scared.”

Bill snorts a laugh, “I’m not scared. I’m just not an idiot. You Arden’s are far too cunning for your own good.”

Luke shrugs, “I don’t know. Maybe I’m feeling lazy today…”

“I certainly hope not,” Percy Weasley snaps from the kitchen, “It’s the first day of school and all you’re concerned about is playing a game of Wizard chess! You need to sort out your priorities.”

“And you need to get laid, Percy Weasley,” Luke grins, watching as a deep red flush burns up Percy’s neck, “I can tell you’re suffering from a classic case of Blue Bludgers. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, we’ve all been there. Well, not all of us.”

Everyone bursts into a furious fit of laughter except Hermione and Percy, the former looking like she’s teetering along the edge of amusement and embarrassment, the latter looking as though he may explode.

Percy opens his mouth to scold Luke but is interrupted by Mr Weasley, who bursts into the kitchen, shrugging into his work robes, and swipes a piece of toast from the table and straightening his glasses.

“Morning kids,” he says as he passes, rushing into the study.  

While everyone is distracted, you turn to Harry, who sits next to you.

“Have you heard from Sirius?” you whisper, and Harry turns to you, green eyes tinged with a hint of worry.

“No, not yet,” Harry replies, “I’m not sure where he is, though, so it could take weeks before I get a response.”

You nod, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, “You’re right. It’s probably better that he doesn’t reply straight away anyway.”

“Yeah,” Harry nods, “Why? Is something wrong?”

You think about telling Harry the truth, showing him the photo burning through the fabric of your mini denim overalls but you don’t really know where to begin. Plus, with everyone crowded in the kitchen…

“I’ll explain later,” you murmur, eying Ginny as she tries to lean into the conversation, “Now isn’t a good time.”

Harry nods, then fixes his eyes on your bottom lip. He stares as though he’s transfixed, an interesting shade of pink brushing against his cheeks as his pupils dilate ever-so-slightly. You freeze, feeling your own cheeks burn under the intensity of his gaze.

“What? What is it?”

“There’s–there’s something on…” He trails off and hesitantly raises his hand, swiping the pad of his thumb across your bottom lip, “There. Got it.”

His fingers hover over your skin, ghosting across your cheek as though he wants to cup it but some sort of invisible barrier is preventing him from breaking through. Something flares inside of you as you watch him, wondering what’s going on inside his brain. 

The sound of shattering glass shocks you from your trance, and you both nearly leap off your chairs. Ginny is grimacing, her face flushed as her eyes dart between you, Harry and something on the floor.

“You alright, Ginny?” Bill asks from across the table. Luke springs from his chair and walks around the table to Ginny’s side.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Ginny murmurs, her lashes fluttering as she blinks rapidly, “I just…dropped a glass. That’s all.”

Ginny glances between you and Harry and an expression of hurt flickers across her face, disappearing completely as she turns away from you and Harry.

Luke draws his wand, points it at the shards of glass scattered across the kitchen floor, and mutters ‘Reparo.’ Small pieces of glass trapeze through the air and piece themselves together like a jigsaw puzzle, forming a glass. He pats Ginny on the back and she smiles sheepishly up at him.

“Anyway, as I was saying,” Fred continues as Luke sits back into his chair, “Mr Diggory – also known as (Y/N)’s father-in-law – was saying that Mad-Eye Moody’s put in another complaint. Apparently, someone tried to ambush him last night. Again.”

“He’s lost it,” Charlie mumbles through a mouthful of pancakes, “Also are we going to ignore the whole ‘(Y/N)’s father-in-law’ joke?” 

“Did he ever ‘have it’ in the first place?” Luke asks as he absentmindedly plays with his food, “Besides, why would anyone try to ‘kidnap’ him in the first place? His house is basically a burglar’s nightmare.”

“I guess we are going to ignore it,” Charlie shrugs and stabs his fork into another pancake. 

“I concur,” Percy chimes in, “Moody’s a raging lunatic and he shouldn’t harass Mr Crouch with his pathetic, baseless complaints. Mr Crouch is a very busy man, he shouldn’t have to put up with Moody.”

“Well, you would know,” George says, grinning wickedly, “You are Mr Crouch’s bitch boy.”

Percy scowls dangerously at George while Luke and Fred snicker. Luke even leans across the table and pumps his fist on George’s.

“Father is rather fond of Moody,” you interject, and Luke’s expression falters, his lips quirking ever-so-slightly, “He respects Moody, even if he is a little…. senile.”

“Yeah, well, fuck that,” Luke huffs, taking a swig of his pumpkin juice, “Adrien Arden only ever cares about people who look good on the front page of the Daily Prophet. If their faces sell copies, then he’s their best friend. He did the same thing to Sirius Black; he wasn’t afraid to drag Sirius’ name through the mud, even though there wasn’t even a trial for him.”

You, Hermione, Ron and Harry exchange a furtive look,

“You think he’s innocent?” Hermione asks, a faint tinge of pink staining her cheeks.

“I don’t know,” Luke shrugs, “I’ve looked into his case and I’ve just…I’ve seen a lot of inconsistencies. A lot of his case is sensationalized. Anyway, it’s a good thing that Sirius escaped. I wouldn’t wish the Dementors kiss on anyone.”

“A good thing?” Percy chides, hotly, “The whole ghastly ordeal has been a pain in the Ministry’s back, especially for–”

“–Mr Crouch,” Fred finishes, rolling his eyes, “Yes, Barty’s Bitch Boy, whatever you say.”

Everyone laughs, once again, including Hermione. Except, you think it might be out of relief rather than amusement.

***

You arrive at Platform 9 ¾ with a good ten minutes to spare.

Surprising, really, given that breakfast had been such a rushed ordeal and it felt like it had taken months to get ready. Still, after cramming into the Ministry-loaned car and uttering a string of silent prayers to gods you don’t even know, you managed to pull up to Kings Cross Station.

You and Ron had rushed through the barrier together and emerged on the other side grinning. It was always such a thrill, running through the barrier. Of course, Nightshade didn’t care for it, and as soon as you clambered onto the platform, she had meowed loudly, hoping to be released from her carrier.

“I know Belle,” you coo as you poke your finger into her carrier, stroking her fur. Nightshade nuzzles into your touch, rubbing her nose on your finger, “I’ll let you out as soon as we’re on the train.”

A burst of loud guffaws echoes across the station, and you turn to find Luke with his friends. Luke glances at you, his lopsided grin broadening.

“I’ll see you on the train,” you hear him say, “I’ll just be a sec.” They tease him as he shoulders past them and jogs toward you. You smile and cross your arms over your chest, cocking your head as you watch him.

“Aw, come to kiss your little sister goodbye?” you ask, cooing mockingly, as Luke pulls you into a one-armed hug.

“Actually, I came to say goodbye to Nightshade,” Luke jokes, scratching Nightshade through the bars of the car carrier, “And to tell you that I’ll be sitting with my freinds if you need me.”

“You better not let Caleb and the boys see you like this,” you tease, poking him in the ribs, “They’ll think you’ve gone all soft inside.”

“Maybe I was soft to begin with,” Luke suggests, planting a kiss on the crown of your head, “Seriously, though. You need me, come and find me and I’m yours.”

You roll your eyes as Luke gives you one last hug and stalks off to his friends, who wait for him patiently. Behind you, you hear hurried whispers engaging in a heated argument, and you turn to find Ron and Harry murmuring amongst themselves. Your ears strain to listen, but you can’t hear over the chatter of the crowd. You’re about to approach them when you someone nudges your shoulder with their own.  

“Looks like you’ve caught someones attention,” Hermione smiles, nodding toward someone in the distance, and you follow her gaze to Cedric Diggory, who smiles and waves cheerily at you.

You swallow, your chest fluttering. Even though you’ve seen him enough in your nightmares let alone your daydreams to recognize him from miles away, he still catches you off guard, like some invisible force has swept you off your feet. A strange, tingling knot forms in the pit of your stomach, tightening then slackening then tightening again and even though it should be painful, it’s not. It’s...peculiar, in a terrifying sort of way. Familiar, yet it surprises you every time.

You blame it on hormones.

Still, spotting Cedric Diggory amongst the bustling crowd has a way of reducing all your thunderous thoughts to mere whispers, chasing them into the base of your skull. You bite your lip, a calming, sanguine wave of relief washing over you, washing through you, trickling down your spine and filling the spaces between your ribs.

“You should talk to him,” Hermione gives an encouraging smile, “If the secret love letters are anything to go by, he’s really been missing you.”

“How did you find out about them?” You ask, incredulously, eyes wide and cheeks burning.

“I didn’t,” she laughs, “You just told me. Right now, actually.”

You glare at her, equal parts frustrated and impressed by her tactics, though you can’t fight the smile flirting around your lips. Knowing that he’s missed you and having someone verbally confirm it has two radically different effects on you, and both of them are good.

“What about you guys?” You ask, tossing a nervous glance at Harry. He’s stopped talking and is ignoring Ron as he watches you carefully, as though he’s trying to listen to your conversation. You think back to earlier that morning when he had grazed his thumb across your bottom lip, his touch meek and hesitant but at the same time curious and warm.

“(Y/N), we’ve just spent nearly two weeks together,” Hermione reassures you with a hand on your shoulder, “I’m sure Harry and Ron can forgive you for choosing to spend one train ride with Cedric. Besides, you might be able to ask him about the…” she trails off suggestively.

You turn back to Cedric, who is making his way through the crowd as you speak.

“Okay,” you smile, biting your lip, as you watch Cedric. He’s wearing a white v-neck beneath a denim aviators jacket and jeans. He’s even better than any fantasy you’ve ever seen of him. 

Several other girls seem to agree, because they giggle and whisper as he passes them, eyes following him until he’s standing in front of you. 

“Hello, (Y/N),” Cedric beams, blue eyes soaking you in warm, cerulean waters, “Hello Hermione.”

“Five minutes until boarding and departure,” a voice booms over the crowds, and you and Hermione glance at each other, an unspoken understanding passing between the two of you.

“I’ll go and get Ron and Harry,” Hermione murmurs, smiling, a silent suggestion dripping from her lips. She glances between you and Cedric one final time before flouncing away.

“So...” Cedric blurts, trailing off into an awkward silence.

“So,” You echo, grinning.

Cedric runs a hand through his hair, rubbing the back of his neck. He gazes at you, blue eyes twinkling as they bashfully sweep over you.

“So,” Cedric repeats, fiddling with his shirt, “I was thinking that – if you want – we could, maybe, sit together?”

“What about your friends?” You ask, glancing back at the group of Hufflepuff seventh-years watching your exchange from a distance and grinning teasingly.

“Oh they’ll be fine,” Cedric flaps a dismissive hand in their direction. He seems to know that they’re watching and no doubt joking amongst themselves, “They’re not babies.”

You nibble your smile, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, and the folded photo in your pocket seems lighter already, “Okay.”

Cedric smiles, and it’s as though he’s been kissed by sunlight.

***

Somehow, you end up sitting crossed-leg on the floor, blindfolded and at Cedric’s mercy.

He shifts, leaning forward, and he’s so close, close enough for you to breathe in the scent of his shampoo and bottle it inside your ribcage like a fine wine. You inhale, trying to drink him in and you taste sunlight on your tongue; warm and reassuring and melting your fears away.

“Okay, I promise this one isn’t a gross one,” Cedric says, and you can almost hear the smile on his words. There’s a scratchy rustling of a cellophane plastic bags, and the scrape of thin, flimsy cardboard like it’s been ripped open, “Ready?”

You nod and part your lips. A moment later, Cedric pops the jelly bean between your lips and you bite down, strawberries and cream oozing onto your tongue.

“Mm,” you hum, smiling, “Strawberries and cream.”

“I love that one,” Cedric confesses, “You’re good at this game.” 

You shrug triumphantly, “I’m good at anything to do with food.” 

There is a brief moment of silence while you enjoy the jelly bean as the rich, creamy flavour melts down your throat. But the silence continues, lingering, stretching, and even though you’re blindfolded, you can still sense hesitation in the air.

“Is there something wrong?” you ask. A beat of silence passes, where you assume Cedric has just shaken his head because he gives a little laugh.

“No, nothing is wrong,” He murmurs, “I’m just…admiring how beautiful you are.”

You feel a blush creep up your neck and burn in your cheeks, the knot in your stomach tightening, but the feeling fades a little as you feel Cedric trace a finger down your jaw, his thumb dragging across your cheek. You lean into his touch, your entire body tingling with anticipation, as you sense him shift closer, closing the inches between you, and he’s so close, you can feel his lips ghosting over your own, testing, hesitating, and Merlin it’s happening, it’s really happening–

Shattering glass echoes down the corridor and you and Cedric jerk apart.

“What was that?” Cedric asks, and you push your blindfold over your head, climbing to your feet.

“I’m not sure,” you muse, sliding the compartment door open and stepping out of the compartment.

You immediately want to shrink back into the room.

Draco Malfoy is prowling the corridor with his goons, Crabble and Goyle in tow, following him loyally like a persistent shadow. They look as though they’ve just won a fight and they’re basking in their glory, snickering amongst themselves like scheming snakes. You start back toward your compartment, but you already know it’s too late; you can sense Draco’s pale-blue eyes roaming over you like a predator assessing its prey.

“Don’t suppose you’ve heard the news yet, Arden?” he asks, smugly, knowing that you have absolutely no idea what he’s talking about.

“I really don’t care,” you sigh, exasperated with the conversation, “Now excuse me–”

“–you’re excused,” he drawls, like he’s bored already, “Though I’d watch my back if I were you. Potter seems to be in a miserable mood lately. You ought to find yourself better friends.”

You glare at him, blood pulsing hot and red and burning the cushion of your veins, “Don’t tell me what I ought to do, Malfoy. I’ve always been patient with you, but that doesn’t mean you can push me.”

“I can do what I want, and you know it,” he scorns, an annoying, haughty glint in his eye, “I can get what I want, too.”

Crabble and Goyle, snigger trollishly.

“And what is it that you want, Malfoy?” you ask, a sharp brow raised indignantly as you stare at him.

Malfoy’s eyes glitter with shades of blue and silver as they study you, sweeping across every fine detail on your face, and there is something distinctly masked about his expression like he’s showing you something he shouldn’t be as he contemplates, hesitates, before scoffing,

“Just–watch yourself. You and Potter think that you’re invincible, prancing around like little lovers. But you shouldn’t trust anyone.”

Your scowl turns into mild interest as you narrow your eyes on him, recognizing his thinly-veiled threat.

“What is that supposed to mean, Malfoy? And why are you telling–” you trail off into a stutter, blinking in disbelief. 

Are they trying to warn you about something? Are they saying you can’t trust anyone?

The photo in your pocket itches. You wrench it out of your pocket and unfold it hastily, fingers fumbling around the edges.

“Do you know what this is?” you ask, thrusting the photo into his hands.

Draco sniffs as he stares down at it, flattening it out so he can get a better look. His expression shifts, rippling with more expressions you’ve ever seen before, before he settles on disdain.

“It’s a photo, Arden. I can’t believe I had to tell you that, Merlin.”

You roll your eyes, seething, as you snatch the photo from his grasp and shove it into your pocket. “I know that. I mean, did you have anything to do with it?”

Draco scoffs, narrowing his eyes on you with haughtily, “Do you really think the world is that obsessed with you? Of course not. Not everyone is in love with you.”

“That’s not what–you know what? It doesn’t matter. You don’t deserve another minute of my time,” You whirl around and storm off, reaching for the handle of the compartment door when Draco suddenly calls out.

“Underwood.”

You’re not sure if you heard him at first, until you turn around and notice that he had strode toward you to catch up. Draco’s eyes travel between you and the photo in your pocket.

You furrow your brows in confusion, “Excuse me?”

“Underwood,” Draco reiterates, “Noah Underwood. You know, the only person weirder than Potter? He’s in our year. It looks like one of his photos. He’s the only idiot I know who uses a stupid, muggle camera.”

You cock a single brow as your eyes scan Draco’s face, giving him an appraising look, “How do I know if what you’re telling me is the truth?”

“Just ask him,” Draco snips, coldly, “You’ll know then.”

“Is everything okay here?” someone asks from behind you, and you turn to find Cedric watching your exchange with Draco suspiciously.

Draco’s expression falters, something malicious flashing in his eyes, like a fork of lightning splitting the sky in half.

“Everything’s fine,” you say, soothingly, “This conversation is over.”

Draco shoves past you and disappears down the corridor, his eyes never leaving yours as he passes. You absentmindedly pat the photo in your pocket.

Noah Underwood. Draco was right about him being a little…odd. He was alone, a lot of the time, people were probably repelled by his standoffish personality. You didn’t really know well, having only spoken when it was absolutely necessary (for instance, in Potions you had once been paired with him and even then, the only words that he murmured were soft-spoken instructions that you could barely hear over the bubbling potion) but what you did know was that he is currently the only muggleborn in Slytherin and that his sister died last year in an unfortunate accident.

In a way, you pitied Noah Underwood.

You wait until Draco is out of earshot before turning to Cedric, peering up at him apologetically.

“I’m sorry to do this to you but I have to go and talk to Hermione,” you say, giving him a meek smile. Cedric smiles, understanding without verbalizing it, and drags a gentle finger up your jaw, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. Your heart swells at the affectionate gesture and, without even comprehending what you’re doing, you reach up and give him a quick peck on his cheek.

You breathe in the subtle notes of his cologne and savour them in your chest as your lips linger for a second longer than necessary. Cedric winds an arm around your waist, holding you to his chest for a brief moment, where you can hear the rhythmic beating of his heart. You have to muster every ounce of your willpower to tear away from his side and flash him a smile before flouncing away.

When you finally reach Hermione, Harry and Ron’s compartment, you wrench open the door and stumble inside, noticing the air shift around you.

There’s an undisguisable tension that weighs heavy in the air. Ron’s arms are crossed over his chest, Hermione is reading a book, and Harry is staring out of the window. It looks as though they’ve just had another argument.

Another argument that they’ve had without me

“Hey, (Y/N),” Hermione smiles, lowering her book. There is a faint brush of red over her cheeks, recognizable only to those who truly know her, “Is everything alright?”

“Can I speak to you for a second?” you ask, ignoring the penetrative stare that Harry’s eyes are drilling into you.

Hermione nods, standing, before following you out of the compartment. You pull her aside, enabling others to pass as you talk.

“I think I know who took the photo of me and Cedric,” you murmur, and Hermione’s brows shoot up toward her hairline as you continue, “Draco recognized the photo as one of Noah Underwood’s.”

“What?” Hermione breathes, brows creased in thought, “How can you trust that Draco is telling the truth?”

“I can’t,” you sigh, shrugging, “But I’ve got nothing to lose by asking him. I have to follow every lead I find.”

“But (Y/N)–”

“Hermione, Noah Underwood is the key to all of this,” you whisper, trying to convince yourself that it’s true, “I know it.”

And even if I’m wrong, I still have to get to the bottom of this

***

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50 Questions Tag

Thanks Chelle for the tag @prettywordsyouleft c: 1. What takes too much of your time? Watching videos/dramas when I should be doing more productive things 2. What makes your day better? Good weather, tasty food, and when my friends and family make me laugh :D 3. What’s the best thing that happened to you today? My sister made bomb dinner today! 4. What fictional place would you like to go to? I feel like I’m exposing myself but Shugo Chara lol I want to meet my heart’s egg haha OR Ouran High School Host Club! I want to hug Mori senpai lol 5. Are you good at giving advice? My friends keep coming back to me so I guess so? I always feel awkward about giving it though lol 6. Do you have any mental illness? Not that I know of, but I’ve also never sought professional help... 7. Have you ever experienced sleep paralysis? Almost regularly when I was a kid but not anymore. Thank god, that stuff’s scary af 8. What musician inspired you the most? Got7 has comforted me the most but in terms of inspiration, I will have to go with bts  9. Have you ever fallen in love? Once but he was a toxic person, what a waste of my love :/ 10. What’s your dream date? One where I feel relaxed enough to joke and laugh, something not too serious and with tasty food! 11. What do others notice about you? That I’m quiet. People who have known me for a little bit longer will notice that I laugh over everything or that I’m smart but also an airhead lol People who have seen me on stage know I have a switch. I’m awkward and stumble over my words but give me a script and a stage and it’s a different story. Performance Ems is a whole other girl lol 12. What is an annoying habit you have? Not so much me, but it annoys everyone around me--I can’t take a compliment and am never satisfied with my own work. 13. Do you still talk to your first love? Nah 14. How many ex’s do you have?  Three 15. How many songs are in your playlist? 1027 total in my phone but in my current fave playlist, 150 16. What instruments can you play? I used to play the violin. I’m learning the guitar and ukelele now 17. Who do you have the most pictures of? Mark Tuan but what’s new haha 18. Where would you like to go before you die? The moon. Realistically, Korea and Japan. 19. What is your zodiac? Aries 20. Do you relate to it? I’m on the cusp, Pisces-Aries and people think I suite Pisces more. I relate to my Cancer rising the most though. 21. What is happiness to you? In the wise words of Kim Yugyeom, I find happiness in the little things. They add up. 22. Are you going through anything right now? I broke up with my boyfriend of over a year four days before my bday :/  23. What’s the worst decision you’ve ever made? When I was fresh out of a toxic relationship (ex #2) my friend convinced me to join a dating app for the first time. I joined out of fun to troll people at first but one day I was chatting with this guy and we were talking about Scrabble. He then invited me to hang out with him one night and young, innocent old me thought that we were really going to play board games at his place! ANYWAYS long story short we did NOT play any board games and I ran away as fast as I could and stayed up until 3AM ranting to my friend about how I would never join a dating app ever again lol  24. What’s your favourite store? TJ Maxx, I love their stationery and they have some pretty cheap name brand makeup! I got a Too Faced palette for 20$ and that’s half the price of what Sephora sells at! 25. What’s your opinion on abortion? Nobody’s business but her’s. 26. Do you keep a bucket list? I make a yearly bucket list in every new bullet journal I get. I only ever cross off 1 or 2 things though. I made a lifetime bucket list back in middle school but it’s lost somewhere in my diaries and I don’t remember it anymore. 27. Do you have a favourite album? Verse 2 by JJ Project is my heart album. I also really like Epik High’s Sleepless in ___________ and RM’s mono playlist too. Great playlists for writing! 28. What do you want for your birthday? My bday just passed and my sister got me the shoes I’ve been wanting yay! 29. What are most people’s first impression of you? That I’m quiet and shy (cause I am lol) 30. What age do you seem according to most people? I just turned 23 but I am often mistaken for 15-16, younger if I don’t have makeup on :c 31. Where do you keep your phone while you’re sleeping? I know this is bad but I usually fall asleep with my phone in my hand or right next to my pillow. 32. what word do you say the most? Does umm count as a word? 33. What’s the oldest age you would date? As of right now, I want to be in a relationship where my partner is going through a similar stage in life as me or has just gone through it so I don’t want to go too much older. I think the oldest I’ll go is 4 years older than me. 34. What’s the youngest age you would date? I just got out of a relationship where my bf was 3 years younger than me and now I wonder if it’s too young for me. Perhaps this won’t matter to me once I get older, but for now I think I’ll only go 1 year younger. 35. What job/career do most people say would suit you? People always tell me elementary school teacher but kids scare me haha. I also get writer, artist, and therapist a lot.  36. What’s your favourite music genre? Ir&b hiphop, across all countries/languages. 37. If you could live in any country in the world, where would it be? Japan or Korea but I’ve never been there before so I don’t really know. 38. What is your current favourite song? Epik High’s Lullaby for a Cat and Sleeping Beauty 39. How long have you had this blog for? Is there a way to find out? I made it a loooong time ago so I don’t even remember. Shoutout to my peeps who remember me when I was an emo aesthetic blog xD 40. What are you excited for? For warm spring weather to officially come and stay!  41. Are you a better talker or listener? A listener. 42. What is the last productive thing you did? I was working overtime for a while to prep for a performance. It’s been a while since I’ve done spoken performance and it was my first theatrical piece, but I’m happy I was given the opportunity to incorporate my creative hobbies into my work. 43. What do you want for Christmas? A plane ticket to anywhere warm lol 44. What class do you get the best grades in? I've been pretty good across the humanities 45. On a scale of 1-10, how are you feeling right now? 7  46. What can you see yourself doing in 10 years?   In ten years I’ll be 33. Studies say people’s stress levels start to decline once you hit 33 so I hope that’s in my future lol. I also hope I’m still writing and making art. 47. When did you first get your heartbreak? In February 2014 my cat died while I was in another state for a collegiate conference and when I got the phone call I cried for the first time in over ten years.  Ex #2 was my first love and we broke up in 2017 also on my bday week (I’m seeing a trend here lol) but he was an a**hole so I don’t consider it heartbreak anymore. 48. At what age do you want to get married? lol I don’t want to get married. Unless Mark Tuan is getting down on one knee, I don’t want to get married ever. 49. What career did you want to have as a child? A writer :D 50. What do you crave right now? I don’t know if I can say that I crave this because I’ve never eaten it before, but I want to eat hotteok! Whenever they eat it on the variety shows my mouth waters! Tagging my lovelies: @tuanamino @yugyeomsauntmimi @yup-indecisive-girl-cece @ily-cyj and anyone who would like to do this c;

[alivingroomatthebottomofalake]

20 tracks to help celebrate International Women’s Day 2019!

Here is a top 20 type list of music by the women who have inspired me to not only love and make music, but to be a better fucking person in the world. It is in no way exhaustive, but I wanted to share some favourite pieces of music from inspirational women.

Happy International Women's Day. Keep shaking the tree.

Bjork: Who Is It? Bjork has just always been my go to when people ask, "who is your favourite musician?" I can't really think of anyone more influential on me, from how I hear music, to how I compose, how I think about the world. So what better song to kick off this list than one asking the very same question?

Who Is It? It is you Bjork. Always you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ppXfsX9ph7k

YoshimiO: Oizumio (OOIOO) From Boredoms to OOIOO, OLaibi, and more. Whether on drums, or guitar or vocals or trumpet or whatever madness she tries her hand at, the music is always phenomenal. This track is taken from the all female band OOIOO's second album Feather Float.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQcDd5kCGSk

Braids: Lemonade Canadian group Braids have changed a lot over the years, but this is when they were at their best (sorry, but that's just how I feel eh). Such effortlessness in the way the songs connect and flow, it's a true wonder. Yet the lyrics are hard and fierce. This album, "Native Speaker" is one of my all time favourite albums to just chill out with. And this is how it opens.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kwPZmcgUBJM

Melt Banana: Circle Jack (Chase the magic words, Lego Lego) When I first heard this band my head exploded. It still does. This song was the first thing I heard by the band. I can't believe the way this woman maintains such an energy from song to song. It's fucking brutal. This song is from the album Charlie, which for me is still the best one.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QKmyeH0nA6Q

Amiina: Crocodile Starting life as a string group but quickly expanding into a lush cinematic ensemble of various timbres and possibilities, Amiina are one of my favourite ever live performances, opening for Sigur Ros (and stealing the show with their amazing and entertaining personalities). This track is from the album Fantomas, an interesting record where the group scored a soundtrack to the old school silent movie of the same name.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1N8qw8Mr4TE

Eliane Radigue: Islas resonantes No one comes close to touching on the infinitesimal the way that Eliane Radigue does. Her work is a true extension of time and space, a hypnotic exploration of patience and true extended listening. She was also a pioneer of synthesis, and pretty much single-handedly created the drone genre. Many of her works are enormous in duration, and thus here is one favourite in part.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1RrsiGmLp_E

Emel: Ensen Dhaif Tunisian singer Emel blew my mind when I saw her live at MOFO last year. I had already fallen for this album, but live… What a fucking voice. Such a presence on stage too. The most humble spirit, and such a unique voice in popular music right now. I have no idea about her lyrics, but it still moves me.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TXv5ByGSsbA

Evelyn Glennie. I wanted to put a track from Glennie's improvised album "Shadow behind the Iron Sun on the list, but couldn't find an easy link. So instead, enjoy this performance video. Glennie is deaf, and has been most of her career, but that hasn't stopped her from being one of the most formidable voices in the world of percussion music. The aforementioned album is a masterpiece, and she is an inspiring educator as well as performer.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uw05QRdBiis

Fatima Al Qadiri: Dragon Tattoo Al Qadiri's music is so much more than just fun, but it manages to make you think at the same time as funk out. Her production is fresh and her minimal layers and messed up approach to beat scattering is amazing. This album is probably my favourite and this song is super infectious. Definitely a high point in recent electronic music for me.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nmSDgtolWKI

FKA Twigs: Give Up. LP1 by FKA Twigs is an emotional ride for me. And it's made even better by the clever twists on pop sounds and formulae that FKA Twigs plays around with. There's heaps of artistry in here, but also heaps of feeling. This song in particular just made me break down every time the chorus kicked in, and still kind of does.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YO7k_n5379I

IKI: Archaea Scandinavian vocal group IKI are a pretty special thing. All 5 singers are amazing in their own right, but they're also really experimental and adventurous, a character that is missing in a lot of vocal only groups. They also all have a unique sound and unique approach to electronic manipulations, which keeps the flavours interesting from moment to moment/track to track. Also, not to single any of them out, but I met Johanna Sulkunen and she is a really generous soul with lots of great ideas about music. This song is from Oracle, their most recent album

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uuB9OHJTh50

Kaitlyn Aurelia Smith: Existence in the Unfurling One of the biggest names in synthesiser music right now, Kaitlyn Aurelia Smith is doing amazing things with old school and new school systems, making some of the most lush, rich, and unique sounding music that mixes the 70s era flavours with a more NOW character. EARS was the album that I first heard, and since saw her perform live. Such a great performer, and she was also a really nice person, who enjoyed a good chat about gear. So that;s also nice. This track is the closer from EARS.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gerjJPKPfSw

Maja Ratkje: Vacuum Ratkje's voice is amazing and super versatile, she is also a diverse and super accomplished composer and improvisor. She performs with and in many amazing groups, including Phantom Orchid Orchestra (with Zeena Parkins, Ikue Mori, Shayna Dunkelman and others). This song was my introduction to her work, I first heard it when I was working on a piece with dancer Susan Van Den Ham back in the day. Life changed. The album this is from is called "Voice" and it's entirely Rakje exploring vocal and microphone techniques. Enjoy.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8XB8fB3QAQs

Phantom Orchid Orchestra: Red Blue and Green An all star ensemble starring Ikue Mori – electronics, Zeena Parkins – electric and acoustic harps, synths, omnichord, objects, Sara Parkins – violin, Maggie Parkins – cello, Shayna Dunkelman – percussion, Maja Soveig Kjelstrup Ratkje – voice and electronics, and Hild Sofie Tafjord – French horn and electronics. Insane and dense contemporary compositions from some of the best musicians alive today.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MKgF9tBcyss

Nat Grant: Momentum Nat will go down in history with names like Oliveros and Radigue, as a pioneer of contemporary sound practice. As a drummer and percussionist, she is a virtuoso, and as a sound artist she is one of the most dedicated and adventurous listeners/sounders around. Her momentum project shows her extreme dedication to the field of sound. An ongoing practice based project, it is worth starting at the beginning and following it as she continues it. It's one of the best things that has ever happened in music.

https://natgrantmusic.bandcamp.com/album/momentum-box-set

Pauline Oliveros: A Woman Sees How the World Goes With No Eyes There is possibly no one more important in the world of sound than Pauline Oliveros. Her theories of deep listening have shaped the field of sound art and contemporary music practice so strongly. Her works are diverse, from accordion improvisations to tape experiments and more. This piece is a stand out for me, and considering how much work there is to go through, acts as a beautiful starting point for further exploration.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hydO1JjMlno

Sarah Davachi: ghosts and all Davachi's work explores stasis and drone, but is also so much more than that. Whether working with synths or acoustic instruments, her music is delves deep into the sonosphere, and invites the listener to really commit to the joyous act lot deep listening. This piece is from the album Vergers, an album made entirely with the EMS VCS3.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i9V3TT4IpAE

Suzanne Ciani: Concert At WBAI Free Music Store Analogue synth maestro Suzanne Ciani is another one of those artists who totally defined their field, in this case the field of electronic/synthesiser music. The works that she created for the Buchla system are seminal. Her work spans decades and she has always been at the forefront of her field. This particular piece was recorded live in 1975.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qCfRqIqnSNY

Yuka Honda: Hydroshpere A bad ass composer/producer and keyboard player, Yuka Honda has several amazing solo records to her name, as well as being one half of the incredible experimental pop duo Cibo Matto. More recently she also produced an opera. She is an amazing artist and prolific too. This track is from her 2010 album heart Chamber Phantoms, an album that blends mad jazz vibes with ambient around pieces.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1dnWu4Okhfc

[kiwisimie]

𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐓𝐨 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐌𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐠 !! 

RULES: Post a pic of your simself with your traits and answer the questions!

TRAITS: loner, music lover, clumsy

tagged by: the great @honeybeqr

✩ QUESTIONS 1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? um just esther is fine 2. WHAT IS YOUR NICKNAME? mum, wife, goldfish, and esti 3. BIRTHDAY? 3rd july 4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE BOOK SERIES? um I don’t really read series but princess diaries and dork diaries are pretty fun 5.  DO YOU BELIEVE IN ALIENS OR GHOSTS? honestly idk like I believe in the after life and there kinda has to something out there 6. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE AUTHOR? rainbow rowell 7. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE RADIO STATION? I always force my dad to play capital when i’m in his car sooooo I guess its capital (?) 8. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FLAVOR OF ANYTHING? vanilla and chocolate ( cant go wrong with the classics ) 9. WHAT WORD OR PHRASE WOULD YOU USE OFTEN TO DESCRIBE SOMETHING GREAT OR WONDERFUL? cool, good, um great as you can see my vocabulary isn’t that advanced 10. WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT FAVORITE SONG? japanese denim - Daniel Caesar, closely followed by broke - samm hemshaw 11. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE WORD? pueblo, it means village/town in spanish 12. WHAT WAS THE LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO? i’m listening to the schuyler sisters as I write this 13. WHAT TV SHOW WOULD YOU RECOMMEND FOR EVERYBODY TO WATCH? modern family and the simspons 14. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE TO WATCH WHEN YOU’RE FEELING DOWN? the princess and the frog, it has good songs 15. DO YOU PLAY VIDEO GAMES? not really i’m more of a lets play watcher 16. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR? disappointing people and death 17.  WHAT IS YOUR BEST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? i’m very empathetic/sympathetic, I try to see things from the person’s perspective 18. WHAT IS YOUR WORST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? I tend to shut down a lot and just hide away suddenly 19. DO YOU LIKE CATS OR DOGS BETTER? I guess dogs but i’m not really an animal person 20. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? summer for sure 21. ARE YOU IN A RELATIONSHIP? with stress? yes 22. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU MISS FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD? being able to fluently speak french 23. WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND? um next 24. WHAT IS YOUR EYE COLOR? dark brown 25. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR? its really dark brown so it just looks black 26. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU LOVE? my family 27. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU TRUST? once again me family 28. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN? my friends 29. ARE YOU CURRENTLY EXCITED ABOUT/FOR SOMETHING? the half term 30. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST OBSESSION? fanfics, kpop, bullet journals and stationary ( an odd combo of things I know ) 31. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW AS A CHILD? totally spies, les zinzins de l'espace, and ratz 32. WHO OF THE OPPOSITE GENDER CAN YOU TELL ANYTHING TO, IF ANYONE? my brother, he’s a real g 33. ARE YOU SUPERSTITIOUS? not really 34. DO YOU HAVE ANY UNUSUAL PHOBIAS? I cant with butterflies I panic a bit when they fly near me 35. DO YOU PREFER TO BE IN FRONT OF THE CAMERA OR BEHIND IT? I like having the memories when i’m in front of it but I do like being behind it 36. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE HOBBY? playing instruments, reading and making sims 37. WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ? fangirl by rainbow rowell thoroughly enjoyed it 38. WHAT WAS THE LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? the greatest showman I think 39. WHAT MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? piano, some chords on ukulele and guitar, i’ve been taking violin lessons, and I have a clarinet from school that I have yet to play seriously 40. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ANIMAL? any baby animal is my favourite animal 41. WHAT ARE YOUR TOP 5 FAVORITE TUMBLR BLOGS THAT YOU FOLLOW? anyone that posts is amazing 42. WHAT SUPERPOWER DO YOU WISH YOU HAD? teleportation because i’m a lazy bugger 43. WHEN AND WHERE DO YOU FEEL MOST AT PEACE? in bed listening to music or reading 44. WHAT MAKES YOU SMILE? memes that my friends send me and being with people 45. WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? I play for my school’s football and netball team and we do loads of different sports during lessons 46. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE DRINK? orange juice 47. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WROTE A HAND-WRITTEN LETTER OR NOTE TO SOMEBODY? I wrote little messages in all the Christmas cards I gave out last year 48. ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS? I don’t think so, ooo do I love the feeling when you’re in a plane and your stomach does that thing when it goes down a bit ( I probably sound crazy ) 49. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST PET PEEVE? ermmm slow walkers and being late for no reason 50. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO A CONCERT? no :( I really wanted to go to love yourself tour but I couldn’t get a ticket 51. ARE YOU VEGAN/VEGETARIAN? I don’t think I could ever 52. WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE, WHAT DID YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GREW UP? an Olympian, still lowkey want to be one 53. WHAT FICTIONAL WORLD WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE IN?  all of them 54. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU WORRY ABOUT? exams and nearing everything I say and do ( I am a very anxious child ) 55. ARE YOU SCARED OF THE DARK? kinda 56. DO YOU LIKE TO SING? yes but i’m definitely not talented so you’re not hearing that any time soon 57. HAVE YOU EVER SKIPPED SCHOOL? not without informing the school because i’m a good child 58. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE ON THE PLANET? good question 59. WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE? in a city that’s maybe in another country 60. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? no and i’ve never had one 61. ARE YOU MORE OF AN EARLY BIRD OR A NIGHT OWL?  a bit of both I think 62. DO YOU LIKE SUNRISES OR SUNSETS BETTER? sunrise, gotta love golden hour 63. DO YOU KNOW HOW TO DRIVE? no as I am underaged 64. DO YOU PREFER EARBUDS OR HEADPHONES? depends on where I am and what i’m doing 65. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES? no but like all of my friends have 66. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE GENRE OF MUSIC? there is a wide variety 67. WHO IS YOUR HERO? mi madre 68. DO YOU READ COMIC BOOKS? do webtoons and mangas count? 69. WHAT MAKES YOU THE MOST ANGRY? how ignorant someone people are 70. DO YOU PREFER TO READ ON AN ELECTRONIC DEVICE OR WITH A REAL BOOK? definitely real books, I have brought a couple 71. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL? music and maths 72. DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS? yeah I have an older sister, two older brothers and a little sister 73. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT? tipp-ex, a clip-on light and a new moisturiser 74. HOW TALL ARE YOU? 169cm whatever that is in inches 75. CAN YOU COOK? only like the basic things 76. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU LOVE? family, friends and clothes 77. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU HATE? CUCUMBERS and AVOCADOS 78. DO YOU HAVE MORE FEMALE FRIENDS OR MORE MALE FRIENDS? my closer friends are basically all female 79. WHAT IS YOUR SEXUAL ORIENTATION? i’m your everyday heterosexual 80. WHERE DO YOU CURRENTLY LIVE? in the east of england 81. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TEXTED? my mum 82. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? a few days when I went to went to watch the curious incident of the dog in the night-time ( that show was a lot to handle ) 83. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE YOUTUBER? bestdressed I love her personality and her sense of style 84. DO YOU LIKE TO TAKE SELFIES? occasionally 85. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE APP? tumblr, youtube, google keep and huji 86. WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR PARENT(S) LIKE? we are get along nicely 87. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FOREIGN ACCENT? I don’t really have a favourite I find them all pretty entertaining 88. WHAT IS A PLACE THAT YOU’VE NEVER BEEN TO, BUT YOU WANT TO VISIT? italy 89. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER? 6 and 3 90. CAN YOU JUGGLE? unfortunately I am not that talented 91. ARE YOU RELIGIOUS? yes 92. DO YOU FIND OUTER SPACE OF THE DEEP OCEAN TO BE MORE INTERESTING? we always watch documentaries about the deep ocean in science lessons and that’s always interesting 93. DO YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF TO BE A DAREDEVIL? hecc no 94. ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO ANYTHING? i’m like 99% i’m not 95. CAN YOU CURL YOUR TONGUE? yes 96. CAN YOU WIGGLE YOUR EARS? when I raise my eyebrows they move 97. HOW OFTEN DO YOU ADMIT THAT YOU WERE WRONG ABOUT SOMETHING? more often then I would like 98. DO YOU PREFER THE FOREST OR THE BEACH? forests 99. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIECE OF ADVICE THAT ANYONE HAS EVER GIVEN YOU? ‘if you mess up no one’s going to notice unless you allow them to notice it’ my music teachers always say that for performances 100. ARE YOU A GOOD LIAR? I think I can be pretty convincing 101. WHAT IS YOUR HOGWARTS HOUSE? Hufflepuff! 102. DO YOU TALK TO YOURSELF? all the time, it helps me sort out my thoughts and explain things to myself 103. ARE YOU AN INTROVERT OR AN EXTROVERT? I am an introvert ( big surprise there ) and my personality type is isfj 104. DO YOU KEEP A JOURNAL/DIARY? yes but i’ve always been inconsistent with it 105. DO YOU BELIEVE IN SECOND CHANCES? yes 106. IF YOU FOUND A WALLET FULL OF MONEY ON THE GROUND, WHAT WOULD YOU DO? give it to some sort of authority ( like a teacher or the police ) 107. DO YOU BELIEVE THAT PEOPLE ARE CAPABLE OF CHANGE? sure 108. ARE YOU TICKLISH? very 109. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON A PLANE? yes and I love them 110. DO YOU HAVE ANY PIERCINGS? just my ears 111. WHAT FICTIONAL CHARACTER DO YOU WISH WAS REAL? baz and simon ( that’s two I know ) 112. DO YOU HAVE ANY TATTOOS? no 113. WHAT IS THE BEST DECISION THAT YOU’VE MADE IN YOUR LIFE SO FAR? applying for literally everything 114. DO YOU BELIEVE IN KARMA? not really 115. DO YOU WEAR GLASSES OR CONTACTS? I have glasses and I want contacts for when I do sports 116. DO YOU WANT CHILDREN? at some point in my life, yes 117. WHO IS THE SMARTEST PERSON YOU KNOW? I know a lot of people that are smart in different areas of life 118. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING MEMORY? don’t really want that  on the internet 119. HAVE YOU EVER PULLED AN ALL-NIGHTER?  I always end up falling asleep 120. WHAT COLOR ARE MOST OF YOUR CLOTHES? white, black, a lot of yellow, and red ( I have a lot more colour then I used to ) 121. DO YOU LIKE ADVENTURES? yes 122. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON TV? no but my school has been 123. HOW OLD ARE YOU? 14 124. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE QUOTE? ’ good-night, helen’ the only part of jane eyre I liked 125. DO YOU PREFER SWEET OR SAVORY FOODS? depends on my mood I encourage anyone how wants to do this to go for it :)

[mcgrathandwives]

A-Z headcanons with Diana Prince

Diana Prince x reader

A/n: writers block is kicking my ass so hopefully doing these will help drastically😊

•A = affection (how affectionate are they in day to day life? Do they show affection publicly or keep that more in private?)

-Diana at the start of the relationship was pretty shy about PDA until she overheard a few of her coworkers talking about you. She became fairly public with little kisses here and there, mostly on your cheek because she knew they were your favourite

•B = best memory (what is the best memory they have with you)

-Your first day moving in together.

Boxes were stacked high in Diana's apartment, the entire apartment was a mess. The only noise to be heard was your laughter as Diana dressed up in your shirt and that cowboys hat you had from a Halloween party, it was in this moment you had fallen in love with her all over again.

For Diana though the magic was watching you unbox every little party of you. She didn't realise how much she loved you until it came to the last box in the bedroom, it was full of your photos from across your childhood. She found your first school photo and died a little at your toothless smile "If our child is anything as cute as you my love you'll have to be the strict parent because this is precious!!"

•C = cat or dog person (this is pretty obvious)

-both she can't get enough of their little faces.

•D = dreams (what do they want to do in life?)

-She just wants to provide the world with the hope she has.

•E = evenings (how do they spend their evening? So they go out? Do they read?)

- cuddled beside you with a book in one hand as the other runs through your hair.

•F = first date (what was it like?)

-It was a cute, Diana had planned it. Coffee to start, a walk about Paris and she would finish the night off by walking you home. It didn't go to plan.

The coffee got spilled all over you, staining your outfit. All that was going through her head was how much of a disaster the date was turning out to be. She offered you her jacket, after you insisted that you didn't want to leave to go home. Once you both

She then took you through the Louvre showing you her favourite pieces of work, it had went successfully. The time in the Louvre may have ran a little over time but there was no accidents and that perked Wonder Woman right up. Nothing could go wrong.

Stepping out onto the streets of Paris the heavens opened and boy did it open hard. By the time you both made it back to your apartment, rain had ran down your faces and dripped from your clothes, you had even lost your shoe and decided to just take the other off. Diana had offered to carry you but you just laughed.

To Diana this was the end, there was no way you'd go out on another date with her since this one had gone a bit drastically. So it came as a shock when you pulled her into a kiss. She was blown away. She knew then and there that you had her wrapped around your finger and she wouldn't change it for the world.

•G = giggle (what is their laugh like? What makes them laugh?)

-her laugh is the most adorable sound you've ever heard. She laughs at all your ridiculous jokes and your impressions of her Justice League coworkers.

•H = hugs (do they like hug? What kind of hugs do the give?)

-she wraps you in her strong arms whenever she can. She loves the feeling of having you in her arms. It gives her a sense of pride knowing she can protect you. But like everyone she needs to be hugged too and there's nothing she loves more than resting her head on your shoulder and sinking into you.

•I = instrument (do they play an instrument?)

-she taught herself how to play the harp, piano, violin and she's learning how to play guitar.

•J = joy (what brings them joy in life?)

-making you laugh, her day job and her hero job and she loves nothing more than going around orphanages and hospitals dressed in her Wonder Woman suit just to make all the kids happy.

•K = kisses (what kind of kisser are they? Shy? Passionate?)

- she's a little bit of everything. At first she was pretty shy about kissing you, she didn't want to come across as full on but once your relationship progressed she got a bit more confident, she went from soft and gentle to passionate.

•L = love (how do they act when they have a crush)

-it took Diana 4 weeks to work up the courage to talk to you and then another 3 to ask you on a date. She spoke about you non stop to both Clark and Lois. Lois thought it was adorable and Clark was beyond tired of hearing about it, so he told Bruce and Barry overheard it then the whole crush became a group conversation.

•M = memory (what’s their favourite memory?)

-Diana talks a lot about growing up. Her favourite memory was when she first learned how to ride a horse and her first training session. She gets this massive smile on her face and it fills you with happiness seeing her happy.

•N = no (what is their pet peeve?)

- she hates absolutely cannot stick wearing the same clothes the next day. She doesn't know why she thinks it may have something to do with how often she has to wear her suit but she can't wear the same tee twice unless it's been washed.

•O = occupation (what’s their dream job?)

- she has her dream job.

•P = parent (what kind of parent would they be?)

- she's the fun parent. Your child has her wrapped around their finger and she can't even deny it.

Q = questions (do they believe in the super natural? Aliens? Anything along those lines)

- she believes anything is possible. She works with aliens, metahumans, cyborgs, she's a goddess herself and so she believes that everything is possible.

•R = romantic (are they romantic during the relationship?)

- beyond romantic. She's very spontaneous.

•S = smile (what makes them smile without fail)

-You.

•T = together (how clingy are they? How long do you two spend together per day on average)

- if it were up to you both you'd spend every minute together. Neither of you are clingy, just very in love.

•U = unbearable (what habit do they have that’s unbearable? What habit do you have that they find unbearable)

-Diana? Literally perfect nothing about her could ever be unbearable

You? She loves you but you make a lot of little click like noises when your bored and on a bad day or if you both have an argument it can pick at her.

•V = videos (do they take lots of videos or photos during your relationship?)

- every time she can she's snapping pictures of you because "You're just breath taking no matter what you're doing my love."

She has a few videos but you don't know about them. She only looks at them when she's missing you on a mission.

•W = wedding (what was the wedding like?)

- It was simply one word. Magical.

•X = eXtra (what’s an interesting fact about them that they don’t tell anyone about?)

- she loves fuzzy socks.

•Y = yuck (what do they hate? Could be a food, sent, word anything)

- cinnamon- she can't stand it, the smell, the taste. Its just a flat out no.

•Z = zzzz (how heavy of a sleeper are they? How do they sleep? What mood do they wake up in? Really any sleeping headcanons)

-she's a fairly light sleeper but she loves a little lie in every now and then. She's always happy in the morning because she's living her best life, she has her dream job and she's with you, what more could she want?

[jonathantaylorthomas]

[excerpt] 15. This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things

Does anyone apart from Pusha T relish a good diss track as much as Swift? 2017’s Reputation might have its patchy moments of just-out-of-date beats but it’s also full of deliciously vicious moments. I Did Something Bad was a beautiful middle finger to an ex (Calvin Harris, apparently), Look What You Made Me Do cut down her critics and this track, which is effectively a more bitter Bad Blood, battered Kim and Kanye. “Friends don’t try to trick you/Get you on the phone and mind-twist you” she sings in an apparent swipe at the ‘I made that b**** famous’ controversy, while underneath stuttering electro-pop clashes with tinkling piano. The chorus is Swift at her most bitingly patronising, smiling as she twists the knife in.

14. We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together

Swift managed her first US number one with We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together. The singer’s knack for an earworm is obvious here, with the song one of the simplest but strongest of her career. The rest of Red dabbles with pop but Swift’s country roots are still very visible here. A foot-stomping acoustic guitar riff is right at the heart of the track, which is a much lighter take on the relationship at the heart of All Too Well. The old Taylor might not be able to come the phone right now, but she was on top form here.

13. Our Song

Jaunty violins, talk about God, a Nashville accent that twangs like a banjo string: Our Song is Taylor in full country mode. It’s got all the hallmarks of her early verse-chorus-bridge songwriting, and Swift reportedly put it together in 20 minutes for her ninth grade talent show before the record company nabbed it for her debut album. Built around a colossal chorus, where her delivery cracks like a drum beat, Our Song is a vivid picture of her teenage years and a testament to Swift’s natural songwriting nous – a reminder that, despite the headlines, she’s built a career on talent, not merely hype and controversy. Tim McGraw, which starts the album, has much the same effect.

12. I Knew You Were Trouble

2012 album Red took Swift’s popularity to new levels and the universal appeal of I Knew You Were Trouble was a key part of that success. The song became one of the most parodied tracks of the year but even adding screaming goats into the mix couldn’t the hamper its impact. It’s perhaps surprising that despite the song’s success, the chorus marked one of the singer’s most experimental to date, flirting with dubstep, pop and dance influences. It’s the perfect example of Swift’s early musical experimentations – as was the U2-esque album opener State of Grace – which would eventually pave the way for the reinvention on 1989 two years later.

11. Shake It Off

Shake It Off is perhaps the perfect song to explain Taylor Swift and seems to encapsulate the contradictions which have made her a star. For everything that’s toe-curling and cringeworthy (see: “this sick beat”, the whole “my ex man” riff), it’s also infectious, irresistible and triumphantly confident; Swift knows it’s geeky and doesn’t care. It’s a song to shimmy to – and then to kiss your crush to, when she asks the fella with the hella good hair to shake, shake, shake. Grab the white wine and go be basic – sometimes it’s fun.

10. 22

While Swift can occasionally lean-in on her wry way of seeing the world, she’s also gloriously unafraid of big, dumb pop. 22 is almost comically simplistic: the opening guitar riff is just a watered down Wild Thing, the drum beat is mindlessly insistent – a bass kick on every single beat – and the main hook (“I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling 22”) has all the intelligence of a failed GCSE. None of it matters; the song is a joyous riot, set in a world where there are no pressures, no bills and the sun only goes down so everyone can go to bed together. It is fun, it is silly, it’s happiness is infectiously single-minded and the best lines come right at the end: “You look like bad news, I gotta have you”. There’s even Nile Rodgers-style guitar thrown in on the chorus. Splendid stuff. No wonder it’s said to be Harry Styles’ favourite Swift song.

9. Fifteen

Much has been made of Swift’s big transformation from country singer to pop behemoth but even before she was out of her teens she was flirting with stadium friendly rock. Still, Fifteen had plenty of banjo all over it, while her voice charmingly twangs as she talks boys and cars and heartbreak. Of which, it’s the lyrics that make this one: the song itself is so polished and clean it could have been assembled on a Tennessee production line, but Swift manages to infuse it with a sense of failed teenage romance that feels real – unsurprising, perhaps, given it’s based on her and her best friend Abigail Anderson’s years at Hendersonville High School.

“In your life you’ll do things greater than/Dating the boy on the football team/But I didn’t know it at fifteen” she sings, “Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now”. Ain’t that the truth.

8. Love Story

Ten years ago, pre-Kanye-at-the-VMAs, Swift was, in Britain at least, still that country girl with that one catchy song. This was that song; a hopelessly romantic tale of teenage love, Shakespeare’s Romeo & Juliet over pop-punk guitars and key changes and, of course, a happy ending replacing the tragedy. Eight million copies sold, making it the best selling country single of all time and paving the way for the decade of massive success that followed.

7. Blank Space

Blank Space is a minimalist masterpiece that paradoxically is crammed with hooks (something she manages again, like a magic trick, on Clean). The song in itself is actually surprisingly slow-moving; chords are long, drawn-out and the drums snap but are unhurried. The genius here in is Swift’s vocals, which are catchy enough that the whole thing seems to be one long chorus. Blank Space also marks the beginning of Swift sending herself up; in it, she satirises her media image as a man-obsessed, relationship addicted nightmare who serially dates for songwriting material. Hilariously, the key line (“Got a long list of ex-lovers/They’ll tell you I’m insane”) has often been misheard – including by her own mother – as “all the lonely Starbucks lovers”, which rather changes the point somewhat. The video is a work of art too, introducing the world to the ‘new Taylor’ – before the new Taylor became the old, dead Taylor. Oh, and look out for her slip up at 3.40, it’s hilarious.

6. New Year’s Day

The beautiful, reverb soaked piano that flutters through New Year’s Day is a sign of what could be to come for Swift – not now, perhaps, but maybe in 20 years. It could be played then and just as good. If All Too Well is her great grown-up heartbreak track, this is her great grown-up love song. Whereas 1989’s You Are In Love used a similar sound for a rip of Bruce Springsteen’s Street’s of Philadelphia, here it’s more of a James Blake vibe. The beauty is in the simplicity; this is a love as rational as it is passionate. The metaphor is about being there for the good times (the party at midnight) and the bad (cleaning up bottles on New Year’s Day). There is a stroke of brilliance, too: “Please don’t ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognise anywhere” she sings as a reprise, realising what too few of us do until it’s too late: love is as fragile as it precious.

5. You Belong With Me

Taylor has a long-standing love affair with power chords and pop-punk goodness. On Red, there’s Holy Ground, before that was Speak Now’s girl-breaking-free-to-rule-the-world Long Live and before that was You Belong With Me on Fearless. It’s sometimes criticised for being too similar to her other early hits but in truth, it’s just the best example of them. It’s also wonderfully full Taylor: she plays the self-deprecating dork in love with her best friend, and the video is completely, brilliantly hysterical. There are all the elements needed: crashing guitars, unrequited love, a little teenage angst. It’s far from perfect: the lyrics are her corniest, the premise is cliched and the country embellishments have been tactlessly tacked on as if purely to placate the country audience. But, in the end, it’s catchy, sweetly endearing and you’ll be singing along merrily. If you want another fill of the good stuff, put on Fearless, which is just a little less catchy but with a better guitar solo.

4. Ronan

Little known, not on any albums and barely performed live – to date it’s only been aired twice, with the first version live on a Stand Up to Cancer telethon the one to listen to – Ronan perhaps seems a unlikely entry on the list, but it stands the Swift song that aches the most, and is unlike anything else she’s written. Over the chime of trembling guitar chords, she sings as the voice of Maya Thompson, a mother who lost her four-year-old Ronan to cancer. Written after reading Thompson’s blog, Swift articulates the unsteady, insistent rhythm of grief with painful clarity. In the end, like in life, the loss stings the sharpest in the little things. “And it’s about to be Halloween, you could be anything you wanted” she sings, her voice shaking and her eyes glassy with tears, “If you were still here.”

3. Out Of The Woods

Like the heartbroken logic in All You Had To Do Was Stay (the song Ryan Adams’ did best on his mixed 1989 cover album), it’s the naivety in this one that makes it so damned sad. Jack Antonoff produced a piece of driving rock dressed up as radio-pop, the stuttering drums and Blade Runner synths casting shadows over everything, the choir on the chorus giving it enough size to fill stadiums. It’s one for anyone who’s been wrapped up in a love that’s left them shaky with the uncertainty of it all, who’s gone to sleep and woken up with the same thought, of praying they’re getting as much love as they’re giving.

2. Style

Like a designer parading a new collection down the runway, Swift showcased her new direction perfectly on this aptly titled track. Pulsating synths drive the verses along before a huge sing-along chorus kicks in, marking a dramatic change from her guitar-led earlier compositions. It’s a formula that Swift would return to time and time again in her later work, not least on the similar Getaway Car from 2017 album reputation. The song remains a highlight at Swift’s live shows — after all, pop hooks as good as this will never go out of style.

1. All Too Well

Everyone jokes about the lost scarf, but this is Swift’s most sincere tale of heartbreak and is heartbreaking itself. Though it takes a handful of listens at least to ‘get’ this track, it’s worn out and weary and the hurt goes deep. Swift says it was one of the hardest to write, and it’s one of the hardest to listen to; she sounds like she’s singing right from the bones and it’s searingly, uncomfortably intimate. Having it on doesn’t feel so much like listening as eavesdropping: other ruminations in her back catalogue are broader, relatable, but here we’re hearing her specific turmoil. Nowhere else on record does she sound as cut up the way she does halfway through this one – Jake Gyllenhaal, you realise, really broke her heart.

Plenty of Swift songs are overwrought, but the drama here is sincere: her voice trembles with pain, and the song, which starts sparse, swells and hardens up like a lump in the throat. It’s little surprise the original cut was 10 minutes long; the song is cinematic, with a touch of Raymond Carver in the sparse, classically American lyrics: “'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night/We’re dancing round the kitchen in the refrigerator light”.

When she gets to end of it, there are lines that induce a wince: “You call me up again just to break me like a promise/So casually cruel in the name of being honest” she says. Then you hear her lost to her heartbreak: “Time won’t fly, it’s like I’m paralyzed by it/I’d like to be my old self again/But I’m still trying to find it”. Love – especially when it cools – changes everything.

[redemptions]

GOT7 when they find out you’re in a band

@seulgii-princess asked:  Hi hi, i was wondering could you do a Got7/Day6 reaction when they find out their partner is in a rock band? :)

thank you for the request! I hope this is what you wanted (I decided to stick with GOT7 for my first reaction since it’s a group i’m comfortable writing for, but in the future, I may write a day6 version)

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Mark:

Mark finds the flyer for your band’s showcase on the kitchen table. He had picked it up out of vague interest when he was checking the letters that were placed beside it, and immediately recognised the doodles that you’d been doing all week, sketched into the margins of newspapers and on pieces of scrap paper. He had thought they were adorable and taken it to the studio with him because it made him feel all goofy and warm, so of course he would know your work when he saw it.

‘What’s this?’ he wondered. You turn a little pink in the cheeks when you explain that you and your band had gotten a chance to play on a local stage.

‘It’s not big or anything,’ you insist.

But Mark’s smile is huge. ‘You’re in a band?’ he questioned, stepping closer and sliding his hands around your hips. ‘Why didn’t you mention this before?’

Jaebum:

Jaebum finds out at the studio. He’s working on a song, has been playing with beats and strings for hours now and nothing seems to be working out. You had a standing lunch date which he had promised they would definitely still do, he just really needed to figure this out. So you sat, and you waited and watched the way the space between his eyebrows became smaller and smaller as they furrowed with frustration.

You glanced at the clock. 1:34 - you’d been here for nearly an hour. As if suddenly aware, your stomach rumbled unhappily. ‘Jae...’ you murmured.

He glanced at you from the corner of his eyes and smiled tightly. ‘I know, I know, just...’ he made a frustrated noise, ‘I’m just so close. This is almost right. I just can’t figure it out.’

You offer to listen. You had before, but usually to the finished pieces or works in progress that have been progressing for a while. This is the first time Jaebum had handed you the headphones for a song so incomplete. He pulled you to sit on his splayed thigh as you listened. You hummed a few notes, frowned and agreed that there was something. 

‘How about...’ You tap a beat with your fingers. Simple at first, as you were getting used the tempo, and then more complicated. The dull thump of the pads of your fingers. The click of your nails. The steady thud of a palm.

Jaebum’s hand slipped over yours, not stilling, just feeling. ‘How?’

‘I’ve been playing drums since I was eleven,’ you explain. You add on that you’ve been playing in a band since high school, nothing serious, but you’ve helped write a few songs over the years. Jaebum looks at you wide-eyed and amazed. You’re so full of secret talent and he’s completely smitten.

Jackson:

He always knew that you could play the guitar because that instrument was constantly strapped to your back. You took it everywhere you went and he loved that your passion for music mirrored his own. Wherever you were, if inspiration struck, you would get that guitar out, put the strap over your head and strum a few chords. The way you fell into the music so completely filled him with so much awe and love. He could sit and watch you for hours upon hours of you playing the same notes until you got the combination just right.

What he didn’t know was that every Thursday, you went to a local open mic and, along with an old friend who was killer on a drumkit, played to an avid audience. He found out by accident, through a YouTube clip that had been sent to him by Yugyeom with the message: ‘Is this who I think it is????’

He’s hurt that you didn’t tell him and looks at you with sad eyes when he asked why. Because he knows you care about music, it makes him wonder whether you care about him enough and god, does that hurt because he loves you so much and he hates this new feeling of insecurity that your relationship has never had.

‘It’s not that,’ you promise. You stroke his cheekbones affectionately with the side of your thumb. ‘It’s just, I wanted to be perfect before I showed you. I’m getting better, my hands don’t shake when I play anymore!’

He still feels pain in his chest but he understands now. Jackson places his hand over the one you have to his cheek, interlocked your fingers and moved your hand so that you could press his lips to your palm. ‘Make it up to me by playing for me soon, okay?’

Jinyoung:

Jinyoung is not surprised at all. He’s heard you sing because you never seem to stop - while cooking always seemed to be your favourite place to stretch those muscles. Sometimes you would sing together, and he’d be unable to stop himself from smiling because you harmonised well together. If he was feeling particularly cheesy or romantic, he might say that it was a sign that you were meant to be.

You could make a career from your voice, he was sure, so when you excitedly told him that you had heard about auditions for a band’s lead singer, he was 100% behind you. ‘You’ll get it,’ he said so full of confidence and certainty.

Whether there was practise or variety shows or studio times scheduled for the day, he would spend a lot of time looking at his phone waiting to hear back from you. And when you called and were screeching pleasure down the phone, he’d know you were successful.

‘I never doubted you Jagi,’ he would congratulate, and then his phone would be taken away from him because the other members were just as excited for you and wished to share in your excitement.

Youngjae:

You met because of the band you’re in. You play the music for music shows which means that you’re on the ones standing at the back, fingers to the ivory keys, as idols and soloists dance and sing their hearts out on stage. You had met Youngjae before the show because during the rehearsal, he - along with the rest of the members - had appeared before you and expressed their gratitude for your help to make the show as good as it was.

‘Good luck,’ you had sent the good vibes their way and Youngjae had beamed so brightly at you that you were a little dazed from it.

The show went without a hitch and, although you felt the nerves within you at the beginning, they floated away when the music began and you fell into the melody. When the show was over, and you were putting away your keyboard, you can’t say that you were expecting Youngjae to make his way towards you again. He was alone this time, his smile bright but shy, the tips of his ears turning red.

‘You were amazing,’ he complimented and you flushed, stammering as you returned the sentiment. ‘I would like to play with you again,’ he stated, ‘i-if you don’t mind?’

Your first date involved a piano duet at JYP studio, the last chord off key when Youngjae finally worked up the courage to use the closeness between you as an excuse to hold your hand.

Bambam:

Bambam would be so unprepared for this revelation. As far as he was aware, you had no musical talent. You couldn’t keep to a tapped out beat, you couldn’t sing (he would know because it became a part of your relationship to sing badly at each other) and you had confessed to learning the violin when you were younger and managing to break the strings within the first half an hour. You loved to listen to music, supported Bambam in his endeavours and that of his group, but actually, create music yourself? Nope. Not all.

But then you’re left in the studio with the mixing table and what you create? ‘I was just playing,’ you shrug, and then hold out the headphones. ‘Want to listen?’

What you create is absolutely mind-blowing.

He finds himself humming a tune, tapping his foot, could easily imagine singing on stage or Yugyeom dancing freely to this. ‘This is - wow, just - how?’ he rambled, struggling to process this change in his worldview.

‘I have friends in a band, I help them sometimes,’ you offer, ‘although this equipment is far more than they’d ever been able to get their hands on.’

He demands that Jaebum comes in to listen and shows off at the skills of his love. He’ll never let anyone forget to the point where his band members are about to throttle him and your cheeks are permanently red with embarrassment (and fondness for that long-legged moron).

Yugyeom:

Yugyeom is 100% not surprised at all because, like him, you are full of skill. You sing, you dance, and apparently, you play the bass guitar in an upcoming group. You had mentioned that you were a trainee, that your debut was soon, that you played guitar, so Yugyeom wasn’t taken off guard when your pre-debut MV appeared on Vlive, followed quickly by YouTube.

His band members however definitely were.

‘They’re in a band?’ Jaebum commented.

‘I don’t know they could play guitar,’ Bambam stated.

‘Oh, so cool,’ Jackson bobbed his head to the beat.

Yugyeom couldn’t stop the way he was beaming with pride at the praises of his hyungs, so overcome with warmth and fondness and love for you and all you were capable of. You’d send him a message asking whether he’d seen the video yet, and he would respond with a selfie, a finger heart and lots of kisses in the message.

‘My jagi is so talented, all the hyungs are impressed too!’

[toradh]

GUYS WE HAVE A NEW KAMELOT ALBUM

Time for some Shadow Theory liveblogging!

You can’t tell that it’s live because I’m spamming it all at once into this post but it was liveblogging

CUT

it’s still a Sascha Paeth production as it always is, and even if it’s sci-fi themed now, it’s still a Kamelot album and new drummers don’t renew songwriting, so I don’t expect any notable surprises. It’s also a little strange that only Thomas and Sean are left from the original setup, and Sean was on break for years (I was so used to Glenn in fact). NOT THAT I MIND ANYONE BEING THERE JUST SO WE’RE CLEAR

okay anyway liveblogging

ok the intro bars to Phantom Divine are actually really cool (though I have a feeling that nothing will ever beat the warm fuzzy memories that I always relive when the intro bars to Sacrimony start)

ALSO TOMMY I LOVE YOU WHAT THE FUCK I WANT A POSTER OF YOUR VOICE

I WANT TEN POSTERS OF YOUR VOICE

please why do layout designers think writing down lyrics in blocks is a cool idea, that makes it so hard to follow the lyrics pls don’t

doesn’t Tommy try to sound like Khan anymore?

I sound like a complete asshole here but actually I love what I’m hearing so far Kamelot have always been and will always be one of my favourite bands okay okay I’m just looking for bits and pieces that stand out because the only fresh thing they’ve done after The Black Halo was hiring Tommy and I’m saying that as a devoted fan (and also some unusual guest stars like Eklipse and Jon Oliva but still)

…and the fresh thing in The Black Halo were the occasional growls. Hm

ANYWAY would still pay money to have Tommy and Khan together on stage /silent tears into the void

just like I’ll never get a new Seventh Wonder album

anyway

oh it has synthesizer stuffz now to fit the sci-fi theme go on

actually all the intros are nice????

the synths in general are really sweet I mean it

yay slightly creepy choirs

I don’t know the guest voice chick on this album, but her voice is actually pretty cool

I found a typo in the booklet do I get a cookie

yay for guitar soli in power ballads being so very predictable (hey hey I like it okay? okay. it’s still true)

I found more mistakes in the booklet?

GUYS YOU DID THE HELLO DARKNESS MY OLD FRIEND MEME WHY ARE YOU AWARE???

fun fact I never cared for guitar soli but it’s okay (give me keyboard and violin soli)

CALLED IT THANKS FOR THE STRING INTRO I’LL LOVE IT AND PET IT It’s not a violin but it sounds too high for a cello?? Oliver you’re doing the orchestrations and keys/synths, what is this thing

are these background growls??? ok cool but y’know what’s even cooler? FEMALE LEAD GROWLS ok I’ll shut tp I think everybody and their dogs what my fav albums are and what my fav live setup was

is it bad that I want more growls in Kamelot songs

Oliver really had a lot of fun with the instrumentals, didn’t he

TOMMY DON’T OVERARTICULATE INITIAL CONSONANTS on first listen I heard “you’ll be taken away to a world of fish” instead of “world of visions” Tommy no I still love your vocals tho

It’s still notable that he does fewer vocal acrobatics than in Seventh Wonder. Like, less unpredictable melodies. sometimes I almost get the feeling he makes up his Seventh Wonder lines on the spot. anyway

yes Oliver had a lot of fun with the instrumentals (I love it)

good luck dishing that out of your keyboard live, Oliver

It’s Oliver’s band now lol

Uhm. Excuse??? The bonus track is the actual best one? It gives me welcome Mercy Falls vibes TOMMY. YOUR VOICE. POSTER. PLEASE.

excuse me I’ll have to listen to this 30 times now to form an actual opinion instead of shitposting (Kamelot songs usually click with me pretty much initially if they click; what am I saying, 95% click. But I’m still surprised that they don’t click with me on first try on this album, but it might come in time. I’ll pretend it’s a Sonata album that needs 30 runs to click and not one. It’s still great and stuff but it doesn’t sound… new?)

bonus points if you can figure out which songs my commentary refers to but also good luck

I’m done now

I’m slowly but surely becoming like my best friend “Oh, a new Kamelot album! That’s cool! They’re great! I don’t want to listen to it, let’s sing along to the old albums in infinite loops!! That’s my favourite thing!”

[feysandfeels]

11 Questions Tag

I was tagged by the lovely @lady-of-books-and-pages!

1. Skill or talent most people don’t know?

I can rap pretty f*cking well

2. Country you are from? 

I was born in Liverpool, England, but literally grew up in Bogotá, Colombia. 

3. Favourite movie? 

4. Do you play an instrument? 

No.. not really.. I used to play the violin, piano and the flute when I was younger but it’s been easily 12 years since that. 

5. Beach or Rainforest? 

RIght now I have an obsession with the sea, so I’m going to go with the Beach.

6. Do you have any siblings? 

YEES! My beautiful, slightly annoying, but always charming baby sister. She’s 18 going on 19, so technically she’s not a baby, but to my eyes she’s still mah baby sis (which is why I spoil her to death).

7. Favourite colour? 

Purple! purple!

8. Book character you relate to the most? 

Elizabeth Bennet and Feyre... I will never get tired of saying/arguing that Feyre and I are basically the same person. 

9. OTP?

Just one? Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann...Feysand, 

10. Coke or Pepsi?

I really try not to drink sodas or sugary drinks.. so neither. #ImAllAboutThatHealthyLifeStyle #JustKidding #TheThingIsThatTheyAreWayTooSweetForMyTaste

11. Book series you will never finish?

I think Divergent.. boi was that boring!

The wonderful Helena from, @readinglikewildfire, also tagged me!

1. Do you have any piercings or tattoos, what are they?

I have three tattoos: a phrase in latin right below my left book that goes alongm ribs that says “astra inclinant sed non obligant” which translates to “the stars incline is they do not bind us”, an anchor on my right forearm, and my newest one (one month old my baby) a lotus flower above my ankle-lower left calf.

Besides the normal pierced lobes, I have the helix one on my right ear.

2. Who is your style icon?

I really like Keira Knihtley, Saoirse Ronan, Emma Watson, Emma Stone, Kristen Stewart.. I’m pretty sure I have more.

3. Are you a night shower or a morning shower person?

Morning shower person always... even when I do shower at night to relax I always shower in the morning

4. What do you study at school if you are at school? If you’re not at school what do you do instead?

I’m majoring in Literary Studies.. which is English in most universities or Literature.

5. Do you speak multiple languages? What are they?

I speak spanish, english and french.. and a little bit but when I say little is little bit of italian.

6. What do you like most about where you live?

It has something for everybody! What a crap answer but it’s true hahaha that and the night life.

7. Favorite piece of jewellery, why?

My simple “congratulations on surviving 2016″ ring. It’s a simple golden band with a blue stone at the center. That an ex/one of my closest friends gave me because he knew I was obsessed with all the things that reminded me of the Night Court. 

8.  Whats one random fact about yourself?

I don’t read as much books in spanish as people would assume.

9. TOG or ACOTAR?

Right now it’s ACOTAR but not for much.. and they vary depending on which series I have just read. 

10. Do you like fantasy books with a lot of romance or does it not really matter to you?

I like me romance! My life is lacking genuine romance at the moment so I would very much like to live my romantic life through my characters.

11. Favorite color!

Purple! which is why the purple heart emoji is like the main proof of love for me hahahah

The cutie that is @tibcrias also included me in her post!

1. Which book did you cry the hardest at?

I rarely cry with books, okay? like it’s happened three times in my life.. and the worst one was with ACOWAR, when Rhys “died”. Not only in the moment Feyre realizes he’s dead.. but when she looses her shit and starts screaming at everybody, that’s where it hit me. And I was a fucking sobbing mess! Ugly crying and all. 

2. An awkward moment?

Well.. yesterday I was with my sister walking to our faculty when she saw my ex with his new gf (the girl he told me he would never hook up with... ugh) having lunch in a restaurant that is literally in front of my faculty (MY FACULTY = MY ZONE) and he saw us, and we both panicked and she waved her hand... you know to say hi and I, in the most obvious way conceivable, turned my head to the other side... but then when we were already past them I turned around to see them and his gf (who I’m also pretty sure hates me) was watching me. 

3. What was last text or message you sent?

To one of my best friends from school... we’re suddenly planning a trip to Thailand and Cambodia.

4. Favourite movie from when you were little?

The Lion King... I used to “roar” with the lions and I wanted to be a Lioness when I grew up.

5. If you could take any url you want on tumblr, what would it be?

tbh, I’m pretty happy with my url... It’s catchy and Iike the alliteration. 

6. What fandom have you had the best time in so far?

THIS ONE! The sjm fandom and the YA-Literature community in general has been amazing. You guys are so sweet and talented and give such honest support. Like I hadn’t been properly in a fandom since the Twilight days and being back in this dynamic has been amazing. I am so grateful for all of this.

7. Do you tend to like heroes or villains more?

I’m a “antihero” kind of girl... Imagine Deadpool or Kaz Brekker, but also Villains.. I swear to god I’m one chemical experiment away of becoming a Super-villain

8. What’s the most haunting experience you’ve ever experienced?

Okay so one time I was with my friends and we were shooting a school project and well we did it and when we were checking the footage, the painting that was hanging behind us didn’t appear, but instead it was a mirror showing the reflection of an eight year old boy. 

9. Last song you listened to?

“MY YOUTH, MY YOUTH IS YOURS, TRIPPIN’ ON SKIES, SIPPNG WATERFALLS, MY YOUTH, MY YOUTH IS YOURS RUNAWAY NOW AND FOREVERMORE”

10. Which ship you just can’t stand?

Elriel mwahahaahahahha they are too similar and I am way to deep in the Elucien, Moriel trashcan

11. Which magical creature would you make real? 

Okay so I tag, @cassianandfenrysaremyboyos @feysandsmut @dorianthekinkymf @ladynesta @nestasbucket @feysandlover @cassiancalore​ and anyone who wants to do this *BAM* YOU’VE BEEN TAGGED BY MOI.

and my questions are the following: 

1.Which historical figure would you bring back from the death

2. Paris, New York, Rome or London? (which one would you choose to live in)

3. Who is your celebrity crush?

4. If you could only read one book forever which one would it be?

5. Favourite clothing item?

6. You have three wishes, what would you wish for? (no wishing for more wishes though)

7. If you had to live in an ancient civilization which one would it be and why?

8. Do you believe in life after death?

9. Favourite disney princess/heroine and why?

10. In case that you get chosen to participate in the Hunger Games which weapon would you choose?

11. Which reality show would you love to participate in?

[arlessiar]

Eleven questions

I’m incredibly late with answering this, but it took me a while and then the whole Kingsman SDCC thing happened in-between. So no idea if people are still interested in this, but now that I’ve written it I also want to post it. :)

I was tagged by @notbrogues @hartwin-af and @spockri

rules: 1. always post the rules. 2. answer the questions given by the person who tagged you. 3. write 11 questions of your own and tag 11 (or however many) people to answer them.

Questions by @notbrogues

1. Describe your least favourite character.

In general, the pointless love interests, the boring villains, the almighty and flawless heroes, the dumb and helpless females

(And just in case, the opposite – my favourite characters are the caring doctors, the smart geeks, and the loners, misfits and underdogs *g*)

2. A go-to comfort meal/snack/treat.

When my Mum crumbs meat or veggies to fry them she always makes a small fried bread/omelette from the rest of the eggs and breadcrumbs. She adds salt, pepper and some cheese. It’s an old Silesian tradition, my Gran always did that and we still do it today. It means home and comfort for me and I love it and I’ll defend it from every other hungry person in the house. It’s mine. My precious. Me eats it alone! *eg*

Apart from that – Avocado. Chickpeas. White chocolate. Chocolate digestives.

3. Describe a perfect vacation,     with no limit on funds or how long you can stay there.

I go there quite often, but still, London. It’s been my happy place for years. And from there I’d go to Cornwall, to the Lake District, the Brecon Beacons and the Highlands. With unlimited funds I’d take my parents with me or my BFF, and we’d spend lots of time visiting all the manors and country houses!

4. Do you listen to podcasts? If so, what are you favourites?

Listened to the Three Patch Podcast in the Sherlock fandom, but only a few times. Not really my thing in general.

5. One widely accepted fanon headcanon that you just don’t agree with?

Hmm, I like most of the fanon and can live with the rest. Not so keen on Percival being Roxy’s Dad. Distantly related, yes, but I can’t imagine him as her father.  

6. One story/movie/song/album/piece of art that resonated with you and that you will never be able to forget?

There’s so much I could write here, but I have to make a decision, so:

Stories, movies – too many to count!

Song and album – R.E.M., Automatic for the people, “Everybody hurts”. My fav forever band, and that song saved my life during a very low phase I went through in my teens. Oh, and Jeff Buckley’s version of Cohen’s “Hallelujah”. Listening to that for the first time was a revelation.

Piece of art: My favourite picture is Caspar David Friedrich’s Wanderer above the sea of fog. I could stare at it for hours. Also, seeing Van Gogh’s Sunflowers for real in the National Gallery had blown my mind and I’ll go to look at it every time I’m in London.

When I was a teen there was an exhibition in my city with photographs from Nan Goldin. Our art teacher took us there and most of my classmates weren’t prepared for this rather explicit art. For me though a gate had opened, I finally understood the art of photography, and it’s been a passion of mine ever since.

7. If you have a day off, no responsibilities or pressing matters to attend to: what are you doing for the rest of the day?

Three words – Lego, AO3 and tumblr.

8. Favourite past trend that you are most nostalgic for?

I honestly never really followed trends a lot, so I’ve no idea what to say here. ^^ What I really really miss is the way they made computer games in the Nineties. Give me a good old fashioned Adventure with tricky puzzles and I’m happy.

9. What’s a hobby/skill you’ve always wanted to learn?

Playing the harp or the violin. And archery. Might still try the latter one day.

10. Where do you see yourself in ten years?

So sorry, but I have to skip this one... I don’t dream much anymore. The only thing I can say is: Hopefully still surrounded by the people who I love more than my own life.

11. What was your first fandom? First OTP? First NOTP? Any memorable experiences from those early days?

My first fandom was Star Trek, around 1991. I always blame my Dad for me becoming a geek because it was him who told me to watch TOS. :) Wrote my first story in a notebook when I was twelve, no OTP though then, it was rather Mary Sue-ish. ^^ Then we got our first computer, and I had moved on to DS9. More stories, now on computer, still no OTP but lots of h/c. Then we got internet in 1996, and I was having some sort of epiphany – there was this world-wide phenomenon called fanfiction! I was not alone! An amazing discovery! Saw my first slashfic at that time, Garak/Bashir, and I was 16 and all like ‘ewww’ and backed away from it (so that was probably my first NOTP).

Being a Tolkien fan for years I easily fell for the LOTR films later and wrote FF for that and published my first stories. Arwen/Aragorn was my first fandom OTP I guess. Saw more slashfic, Legolas/Aragorn, and I was still not convinced, but I read one. While I never shipped that pairing, slashfic in general suddenly started to look appealing. Well, and today I say “all I’ve learnt about sex, I’ve learnt from fanfic”, because those years were really educational… ;)

Next fandom was Stargate Atlantis (OTP McShep), my online fan-life started in earnest then with the Gateworld forum and LJ, then Torchwood (OTP Ianto/Jack), then Sherlock (OTP Johnlock). And here I am now, in the Kingsman fandom, with Hartwin and Merhartwin being my OTPs.

Now @hartwin-af

1. Who are your favourite artists/actors/fictional characters?

I admire Viggo Mortensen both as an actor and as an artist. And Colin Firth has been one of my favourite actors for many years. Closely followed by Chris Pine and Matt Damon. I also think Meryl Streep is a goddess.

Fav fictional characters: Aragorn, Sherlock, Mr Darcy and tons of others, among them right now Harry Hart :)

2. What are your favourite tv shows/movies?

Fav TV shows from the past: Star Trek DS9, Torchwood, MASH, SGA, Sherlock, Flying Doctors, Diagnosis Murder, Queer as folk

Recent TV shows: Agents of shield, Poldark, The Handmaid’s tale

3. What/Who do you fear?

Dying alone

4. What are you looking forward to the most?

At the moment my summer holiday and Kingsman 2.

5. What’s your biggest pet peeve?

The acceptance of ignorance you see nowadays. It’s ok to lack knowledge, but one shouldn’t be proud of it. It’s no badge of honour to boast about. There’s something you don’t know – go and look it up.

6. If you could make one thing canon in your fandom, what would it be?

DAISY UNWIN

7. Do you hoard usernames? 

Nope. In fact I’m known for having the same username for decades and almost everywhere…

8. Coke or Pepsi? Tea or Coffee? KFC or McDonald’s? 

If at all, Coke. Coffee, with tea being a close second. McDonald’s, but rather Burger King!

9. What would make today better?

Less humidity. Apart from that it’s been a pretty fine day. :) 

10. What’s your favourite scent?

Privet when it’s in bloom.

11. What’s your proudest achievement?

Finishing my university degree (MA)

And @spockri

1)  Are you a morning person or a night owl? 

100% night owl

2) What is your OTP (and you can only pick 1!) and why? 

Currently Hartwin. It just… happened. Love the fact that they’re so different and yet so similar, and that there’s tons of chemistry between them.

3) What is your favorite thing about Colin Firth? 

His smile. Absolutely.

4) What’s your favorite book and how would you recommend it to someone who’s never heard of it? 

That is in fact Atwood’s “The handmaid’s tale” and has been for years. I would recommend it as a book that’s become scarily relevant again in the light of the current political situation in the US.

5) Where is your favorite place to read? 

Used to be my bed, but the older I get, the less comfortable it becomes. So today it’s my desk chair. And Parliament Hill when I’m in London.

6) What was your last impulse buy? 

Clothes. I have way too many clothes… send help! Or Livia Firth, so that she can rip me a new one. Or Colin so that he can rip my clothes off… ok, wait, I need to stop.

7) What is/was your favorite subject in school? 

That was English and Art

8) Are you an introvert or extrovert? 

Introvert, INFJ. And an HSP. 

9) Do you have any trips/vacations planned this year? 

Most likely London again in August, and a short trip within Germany to visit two wonderful friends in October

10) What would you do if you saw Colin Firth walking on the other side of the street from you? 

In my dreams I’d work up the courage to walk over to him and smile and say hello and ask politely for an autograph… depends on the situation though. So in reality I’d most likely try not to bother him to respect his privacy and just stare at him from afar… while silently hyperventilating

11) I probably know you because we’re both into Kingsman, so when did you first watch Kingsman and what drew you to it?

When it came out I saw many posts about it on my tumblr dash and had no idea what it’s about. Thought it must be a big thing though and decided to watch it one day, but ignored it then on tumblr in order not to spoiler myself accidentally. It was on my list for a while and I finally bought the DVD in November 2016. Watched it with my parents. Was hooked in a second. This rarely happens to me, but I liked that the movie didn’t take itself overly serious but was still believable, and that the story had no loose ends. Also, suits and Savile Row (love a man in a good suit), and Colin Firth. Sold. The rest is history.

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Now, eleven questions from me, just in case anyone still wants to do this and isn’t sick of this meme already. :)

1)      What did you want to become as a child, and what did you become?

2)      If you were allowed to dress your favourite actor however you’d like, who would it be and what would she/he look like afterwards?

3)      Did you ever cry while reading a book or watching a film, and if yes, when was the last time that happened and why?

4)      What is your favourite piece of jewellery that you own?

5)      If you could invent and play any kind of yet non-existent role in an existent movie, who would you like to be?

6)      You have to share a room with a Kingsman character for one night. Who will it be and why?

7)      Did you have a comfort toy as a child and if yes, what happened to it?

8)      What is the colour/design of your bedclothes?

9)      What was your happiest fandom moment so far?

10)   The last film you saw in the cinema

11)   You invite your favourite fictional character for dinner and you’re having pizza. They say it’s your choice – what kind of pizza would you order for them?

You all probably did that already, I’m sorry!!

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