#twinkle little star

[digita1detox]

[lollieixel]

[plasmalink]

I don't know what came over me to create this

[kay-honor]

(🎧 Kay-Honor 🔊)

Twinkle Little Star  (Kay-Honor featuring Michael Mayo)  / キラキラ光る小さな星 Michael Mayo - Twinkle Little Star (Kay-Honor Remix)

Music : Kay-Honor・Michael Mayo Vocal : Michael Mayo

https://www.looperman.com/acapellas/detail/20890/twinkle-little-star-with-choir-95bpm-pop-acapella Sound source used : Photograph : Lyrics : Michael Mayo

- Kay-Honor from Tokyo JAPAN -

Active all over the world. Kay-Honor Sound Music

[cyanwyrmy]

Julie sings to Sally (and possibly other neighbors) over the phone before bed🌸💫

I have not seen anyone talking about this, and I am so surprised! However, I did notice something odd…

This excerpt is directly from the transcript of Happy Haunting to Boo and Yours. In this transcript, Sally says no to all the neighbors silly suggestions as to why they all stay indoors at night. However! If you listen to the audio itself, you will hear Sally say “What!? No, sometimes, and no!” Interesting! So Julie and Sally sing to each other good night before bed? According to Sally they do “sometimes”.

The transcript is not accurately conveying what was said, but why? I think this line was censored because the implications of two femme characters singing good night to each other was a little too gay for Playfellow and Marlo’s comfort. There have been theories around censorship in Welcome Home, and how possible queer relationships are being hidden from the audience, and I think this is a great and subtle example. It’s possible even that the audio WHRP heard truly did have Sally say “no” to all three responses. We already know that WHRP can’t hear a huge chunk of this story, so they may also be oblivious to the smaller differences that we, the audience, are hearing.

I will be lookout for more subtle queerness, especially in the next update! Did y’all notice any other differences in the transcript? Please do tell!

[vadacore]

little star

cairo sweet x reader oneshot // miller's girl // word count: 1281

a/n: just really miss cairo

Cairo hadn’t been herself lately. You two had talked for hours for the past couple of weeks. You had grown closer and more intimate with each other. Then, all of the sudden, everything changed.

Cairo wasn’t around anymore. She never called or wrote. It was ever since she turned in her midterm assignment for Mr. Miller that ties had been cut. Due to her tight deadlines, you two had agreed not to see each other until after she had finished the midterm, but it had been 3 days since the due date… She had been a ghost.

You called Winnie that morning—the dawn of the 4th day after. She explained the discord that had accumulated and how Cairo had taken the beating to heart. But she was the strongest person you had ever met. She couldn’t be broken.

Could she?

Winnie had said a lot of things. 

Cairo was emotional. Cairo was resentful. Cairo was heartbroken. Cairo was alive, at least.

No more alive than the works she’d create from a blinking cursor, the lead of a pencil, or the ink of a pen, though. She’d masterminded such beauty that reflected nothing but the world around her. Though when she had unlatched the door to let the monsters in, the rain poured and the lightning struck. 

You weren’t as talented a writer as she was, but who could be? Between those paragraphs of literacy and media was blood. It was a rich kind of blood that lured you to Cairo Sweet in the first place. It was reckless and mysterious, but you’d never felt more grounded before you laid eyes on her. Heard her speak… Learned her heart… And you missed that more than everything.

Was there Sweet to her name anymore? Or was there just Cairo? 

Winnie said Cairo had been alone. She said she had wanted to be alone.

But alone meant misery and displacement. Defeat and loneliness. Longing and torture. And Cairo didn’t deserve that. You didn’t care what she’d done or what she didn’t do. She was your north star. She shone brighter than anything you’d ever known, and therefore, nothing could ever change that.

So, you showed up to her house after that 6 AM phone call with Winnie Black. You needed to see her. Not just because you missed her more than anything, but because you couldn’t bear the thought of her discouraging her potential and honesty. Not in her wondrous existence.

Cairo didn’t fear anything, you’d learned, so you let yourself in and found her sitting in the darkness of her room, three cigarette butts on the floor and her journal open on the bed. Through the shadows, you found the top of her head over the other side of the bed. “Cairo?”

She didn’t move a muscle, but she did answer. “If you’ve come to talk, don’t bother. I’ve heard enough, and the sincerity I’ve expressed has been more than society is willing to tolerate. Honesty is feared by many. It’s tragic and hateful, yet it’s a quality that etiquette claims to be most valuable.” Then, she managed a wry scoff. “Hypocrites.” 

“Cairo, I don’t care what happened,” you replied. “I haven’t heard from you in days. I just missed you, and I wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

She actually gave a laugh this time. “Aren’t I?”

As convincing as she may seem to other people, you had learned her better than most, because you had to figure her out the hard way, through phone calls and communication of words, not expressions. You didn’t have to see her face to determine how she truly felt. You could hear it. Dare you say, you could feel it. 

There was a tear in her voice as she spoke. And it led you rounding the bed to find her knees up, while she stared at the wall ahead. Those beautiful eyes were slow, like shards of obsidian as they raised to meet yours without a blink.

“Y/N…”

You dropped to your knees and pulled her into a hug. She didn’t reciprocate, but you held her for everything you were worth. You rested your cheek against her head, your fingers gently pulling the small tangles from her hair and your other hand corralling her back, clutching her shirt like she was going to disappear into the darkness. “Cairo, listen to me…” you whispered. Her warm breath filtered through your shirt. “I don’t care what anyone says. About you… About me… About anything… You are the greatest soul anyone could ever dream of having in their school, in their class, in their life, in anything.”

A warm, damp feeling found its way to your collarbone, and you knew it was tears. And all of the sudden, her weight was recognizable against your embrace. She felt so small in your arms that didn’t even hold all of her. It was the first time you realized just how petite she was for an 18 year-old girl with an extraordinary personality. “You know, to me… you’re above everything in this world. I’ve only seen people wander the earth, dreaming of what it’d be like to fly, but you… you fly, Cairo. You’re that star in the sky everyone dreams of being.” Your chest ached from how serious those words coming from your heart were. You then lifted your head to place a loving kiss to hers, because just holding her wasn’t enough anymore. 

Cairo sniffled, but didn’t say anything. However, she had managed to unbend her legs to hold you against her. And when you gently pulled away to have her look up at you and you, down at her, the wet streaks against her cheeks shimmered in the halflight.

You wiped them away and gave her a small smile. “Beautiful…” You kissed her forehead. “Magical…” You kissed her cheek. “Wonderful, you are.” The next place you were dying to heal with your lips caught your eyes, though it was merely small motions of your irises. Instead, you brushed her hair aside and pressed your foreheads together. Her eyes shut and for a moment, she looked peaceful as you finished with, “Yes, you are…”

She opened her eyes, now only tainted with a thin gloss. But then she managed the smallest, sweetest smile you’d ever seen. Her Cairo Sweet smile. “Thank you,” she said, her voice only a little above a whisper, mostly steady but with the slightest crack.

“It’s true,” you whispered back. Seeing her small smile was enough for you to give her your own, though yours was out of admiration, pride, and love. She truly was a star. 

She was your little star.

Then, her smile faded and she glanced away. It was almost shy, which surprised you. “Y/N?” Her voice grew a little stronger.

“Mm-hmm?” Whatever she wanted was hers.

“Kiss me.”

There was no hesitation as you granted her wish. Little did she know though, it was your wish too. You had wished upon a star, because that was the old saying. Wishing on a star was a chance that didn’t come often, especially when that one star was a shooting star. Yet, it hadn’t passed you up, and there was no way in hell you were going to pass it up.

Cairo’s lips were soft, but you could tell there were stories imprinted on them. They weren’t ex-stories, per se, but they were mysteries that you wondered how hard they would be to solve. How many pages would you have to read to uncover them? How much would she have to write to reveal them?

Only time would tell. But every journey starts somewhere.

And the best had a star to guide them.

[nrpony]

Been a while since I made some transparents/vectors, but here are G2's only (sort of) pegasus ponies!

Wingsong was only a pegasus in the comics, which is where I traced this from, and Princess Twinkle Star (what a name) is an earth pony with clip-on "magic wings"

Feel free to use for whatever you like! Credit is not needed but I'd enjoy seeing what they're used for!

[renonv]

I’m so normal about him 👹

[sminny-wew]

I call this gender "Pink and in your walls"

Honorable mentions:

[hellokittyisangel]

[dawnbreakersgaze]

My custom ring stack came in today and I'm ahhhhhh 😍😍

Now I can take my snowflake, my fishie, and my star with me wherever I go~ I told y'all I was a doofus and I meant it lol.

Also forgive my blindingly pale skin. I'm literally allergic to the sun lmao 🥴

[navybrat817]

Currently at swim lessons for my kiddos and there's a Mommy/Daddy and Me swim class going on. I think Dad Diaries!Bucky would have a blast with this class.

[witchfinderlieutenanttable]

[uk4yy]

Happy Halloween from the FACE family !! They all loveee the Scooby Doo movie and no one wanted to be Fred so Arthur had to choose between that or scooby and. he didn't really get a say between those choices actually

[shurpart]

gift for @blanketfortz 🤍