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More Great Reads for Pride!

Beetle and the Hollow Bones by Aliza Layne

In the eerie town of ‘Allows, some people get to be magical sorceresses, while other people have their spirits trapped in the mall for all ghastly eternity. Then there’s twelve-year-old goblin-witch Beetle, who’s caught in between. She’d rather skip being homeschooled completely and spend time with her best friend, Blob Glost. But the mall is getting boring, and B.G. is cursed to haunt it, tethered there by some unseen force. And now Beetle’s old best friend, Kat, is back in town for a sorcery apprenticeship with her Aunt Hollowbone. Kat is everything Beetle wants to be: beautiful, cool, great at magic, and kind of famous online. Beetle’s quickly being left in the dust. But Kat’s mentor has set her own vile scheme in motion. If Blob Ghost doesn’t escape the mall soon, their afterlife might be coming to a very sticky end. Now, Beetle has less than a week to rescue her best ghost, encourage Kat to stand up for herself, and confront the magic she’s been avoiding for far too long. And hopefully ride a broom without crashing.

Mooncakes by Wendy Xu

A story of love and demons, family and witchcraft. Nova Huang knows more about magic than your average teen witch. She works at her grandmothers’ bookshop, where she helps them loan out spell books and investigate any supernatural occurrences in their New England town. One fateful night, she follows reports of a white wolf into the woods, and she comes across the unexpected: her childhood crush, Tam Lang, battling a horse demon in the woods. As a werewolf, Tam has been wandering from place to place for years, unable to call any townhome. Pursued by dark forces eager to claim the magic of wolves and out of options, Tam turns to Nova for help. Their latent feelings are rekindled against the backdrop of witchcraft, untested magic, occult rituals, and family ties both new and old in this enchanting tale of self-discovery.

Laura Dean Keeps Breaking Up With Me by Mariko Tamaki

All Freddy Riley wants is for Laura Dean to stop breaking up with her. The day they got back together was the best one of Freddy’s life, but nothing’s made sense since. Laura Dean is popular, funny and SO CUTE … but she can be really thoughtless, even mean. Their on-again, off-again relationship has Freddy’s head spinning — and Freddy’s friends can’t understand why she keeps going back.

When Freddy consults the services of a local mystic, the mysterious Seek-Her, she isn’t thrilled with the advice she receives. But something’s got to give: Freddy’s heart is breaking in slow motion, and she may be about to lose her very best friend as well as her last shred of self-respect. Fortunately for Freddy, there are new friends, and the insight of advice columnist Anna Vice, to help her through being a teenager in love.

Mariko Tamaki and Rosemary Valero-O’Connell bring to life a sweet and spirited tale of young love that asks us to consider what happens when we ditch the toxic relationships we crave to embrace the healthy ones we need.

The Bride Was a Boy by Chii

A heartwarming transgender love story, based on true events! A diary comic with an upbeat, adorable flair that tells the charming tale of Chii, a woman assigned male at birth. Her story starts with her childhood and follows the ups and downs of exploring her sexuality, gender, and transition–as well as falling in love with a man who’s head over heels for her. Now, Chii is about to embark on a new adventure: becoming a bride!

Nimona by N. Stevenson

Nimona is an impulsive young shapeshifter with a knack for villainy. Lord Ballister Blackheart is a villain with a vendetta. As sidekick and supervillain, Nimona and Lord Blackheart are about to wreak some serious havoc. Their mission: prove to the kingdom that Sir Ambrosius Goldenloin and his buddies at the Institution of Law Enforcement and Heroics aren't the heroes everyone thinks they are.

But as small acts of mischief escalate into a vicious battle, Lord Blackheart realizes that Nimona's powers are as murky and mysterious as her past. And her unpredictable wild side might be more dangerous than he is willing to admit.

Space Battle Lunchtime by Natalie Riess

Earth baker Peony gets the deal of a lifetime when she agrees to be a contestant on the Universe's hottest reality TV show, Space Battle Lunchtime! But that was before she knew that it shoots on location... on a spaceship... and her alien competitors don't play nice! Does Peony really have what it takes to be the best cook in the Galaxy? Tune in and find out!

I Hear the Sunspot by Yuki Fumino

Because of a hearing disability, Kohei is often misunderstood and has trouble integrating into life on campus, so he learns to keep his distance. That is until he meets the outspoken and cheerful Taichi. He tells Kohei that his hearing loss is not his fault. Taichi's words cut through Kohei's usual defense mechanisms and open his heart. More than friends, less than lovers, their relationship changes Kohei forever.

Secret XXX by Meguru Hinohara

Shohei loves bunnies! He loves them so much he’s even taken to volunteering at a local pet shop. Store owner Mito is as sweet and kind as the fuzzy critters he cares for, and it’s not long before Shohei finds himself wanting to cuddle with him as much as the bunnies! But Shohei is hiding a dangerous secret, one that makes this dream an unlikely reality.

Thirsty Mermaids by Kat Leyh

Fresh out of shipwreck wine, three tipsy mermaids decide to magically masquerade as humans and sneak onto land to indulge in much more drinking and a whole lot of fun in the heart of a local seaside tourist trap. But the good times abruptly end the next morning as, through the haze of killer hangovers, the trio realizes they never actually learned how to break the spell, and are now stuck on land for the foreseeable future. Which means everything from: enlisting the aid of their I-know-we-just-met-can-we-crash-with-you bartender friend, struggling to make sense of the world around them, and even trying to get a job with no skill set…all while attempting to somehow return to the sea and making the most of their current situation with tenacity and camaraderie (especially if someone else is buying).

Jem and the Holograms by Kelly Thompson & Sophie Campbell

Meet Jerrica Benton—a girl with a secret. She and her sister Kimber team with two friends to become... JEM AND THE HOLOGRAMS! But what does it mean to be JEM today? Fashion, art, action, and style collide in Jem and the Holograms: Showtime!

#book rec #pride #queer #gay #lesbian #nonbinary #transgender #asexual #aromantic #graphic novel #manga #comic #fantasy #romance #autobio #science fiction #scifi #music #bands #mermaids #book recs

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drunktuesdays · 1 year

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I love the original family man film even though it makes me so so sad so when I’d seen you and annakovsky had done a dustjim version I was so excited. And it was beyond all of my expectations. It’s such a devastating premise because of all the sweetness and tenderness and love it contains right along a line of heartbreak and loneliness and regret. It is so bittersweet at the end too, because they can start again, there’s still the spark and the promise of happiness, but 1/2

re: Auld Lang Syne

anon, this was such a nice message to receive. i'm so so so so glad you liked it. the family man is one of my favorite movies too, even though the way they set nicolas cage's glimpse life up actually makes me bonko crazy. i just really really love thinking about fork in the road stories and how, if you make one different decision, things just split off.

@annakovsky and i watched the family man together over slack on december 11th, and actively started chatficcing this story while the movie was still going, which is insane. we wrote most of it in an insane fever--we were both sending about 1K blocks every day. the thread on slack looks like this

then i think around christmas, our friend @no-birdstofly linked us to this post about it's a wonderful life, which we both lost our minds about. particularly the line "that George's existence didn't stop [Mary] from having a happier life, but saved her from having a sadder one."

baby that's juicy!!! that's a juicy thing to say!! it fed the fever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

anyway i think--and i'm speaking for kovsky accidentally here, but i think she'd agree--it IS a bittersweet story, because dustin's life is even sadder than our own real universe--he's alone, he doesn't enjoy wrestling anymore, he doesn't understand why he's depressed or even that he IS depressed. and the glimpse is a world in where, not only is he not alone, but he's an important part of this family. he doesn't just live in that house with jim and violet, they depend on him, they're affected by his behaviors. that's really scary! and it's really scary for him to realize--oh i like that. oh that's what's been missing. that's what sucks about his life! as a born-and-bred acts of service bitch, i find that kind of story fucking intoxicating. u are part of a web and your actions affect the health of the whole ecosystem!!!!

but on a lighter note, one thing i like thinking about is how the jim in the real universe is about to have the most insane experience of his life. he's gonna go from his quiet lonely life to having an incredibly devoted boyfriend. dustin's about to intently romance the shit out of him, and borderline try to uhaul. jim's going to try to fight it and protect his little heart from being broken again but i'll tell you for free. he cannot stand up against the tsunami that's about to hit him. That Boy Will Never Lack for Coffee Again.

#auld lang syne #asks #wrestling

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forthegothicheroine · 3 years

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The King in Yellow, 1949

Much of this story is true. Warnings in the tags.

When I had pneumonia in my early teens, my mother brought home an armful of VHS tapes from the library to alleviate my misery. Knowing my snobbish preferences, she had grabbed copies of whatever she found in black and white. I remember something musical that I suspect was Busby Berkeley, I remember Mildred Pierce (a bad choice, as it turned out- the plot includes a young girl dying of pneumonia), and I remember a period piece called The King. I faded in and out of consciousness while I watched it, but it soothed me while I was awake and filled my fever dreams with sparkling images. I could never find it at the library again, nor at Hollywood Video or even early Netflix (once my father got the subscription service where you could order practically every DVD.) It was a bit odd that it seemed to be so obscure, given that it starred old Hollywood legend Ingrid Bergman (and, although I initially forgot it, Marlene Dietrich.) But even big stars make films that fall by the wayside in public memory, and it seemed that this was one of them. Google was no help, and at the time that was that.

I didn’t see the film again until I was watching Turner Classic Movies at my grandparents’ house. I loved watching that channel with them while filling out the crossword puzzle that came in their little TCM catalogue (all of it based on movie trivia, the only kind of crossword puzzle I’ve ever been any good at.) I recognized a certain scene where Bergman stood on a balcony, looking sadly at the moon. Her face had an expression of unutterable melancholy, and the crescent moon reflected in each of her eyes, giving the impression of two moons in one sky. I had very little time to catch up on what I’d missed before we had to go meet my cousins at the local Italian restaurant. I knew logically that the movie would be long over by the time we returned, but I turned on the channel anyway. Of course it had moved on to the lesser known Alfred Hitchcock film Stage Fright, but then I heard Marlene Dietrich sing before I could reach the remote to turn the tv off in disappointment. I knew that I had heard her sing before, and I knew it had been in The King.

Dietrich’s singing often comes across as somewhat campy today, with its Rs pronounced as Ws and it’s up-and-down tone. Madeline Kahn parodied it brilliantly in Blazing Saddles, such that it was a bit of a disappointment when I finally saw Dietrich’s western Destry Rides Again and found it to be lifeless and inconsistent next to the parody. Still, we remember her voice for a reason, and when I remembered it that night, I knew that its sardonic loneliness had rung through The King and made me shiver in my dreams.

The TCM schedule didn’t list The King in its time slot, but something else. If I had taken down the name, maybe it would have helped me find it. Sometimes the same movie runs under multiple names.

I didn’t see the film all the way through for many years, after I graduated college. I had found a web page that listed public domain film noir, including one called The Masked Guest. The website described it as a costume noir, and I curiously clicked on the link. Once I took in the credits running on the youtube window, my eyes grew wide and I did not move from my place on the bed until the movie had run its course.

The credits did indeed list it as The Masked Guest, but I recognized the strange repeating design on the title cards. They told me that in addition to starring Dietrich and Bergman, it was directed by Fritz Lang, and a character called The King was credited to “???” (I hadn’t seen that kind of credit since the first Karloff Frankenstein.) When the King finally appears on screen, though, it is unmistakably Orson Welles’s voice that booms out from behind his elaborate costume.

Here are the things I understand about The King, or The Masked Guest, or The Man in Yellow, or any other title I’ve found for it on public domain archive searches. Dietrich and Bergman play princesses named Cassilda and Camilla, respectively. Though Dietrich’s accent is German and Bergman’s is Swedish, they blend together to give the film the impression of being set somewhere on the map that I can’t quite find. The scenery and camera angles are very Freudian, with a great deal of archways and pillars.

The first act of The King involves frankly dull romantic plotlines, and the only thing that really saved it was the feeling that the suitors were supposed to be insipid, a suspicion lended credence by the fact that the love interests were listed so low on the credits. Dietrich is the scandalous sister and Bergman is the responsible one, though each takes on aspects of the other as the film goes on. Dietrich sings her song at a party, dressed in a fake 17th century gown and leaning against a piano. Although just a moment ago she had been laughing and joking with her gentleman friends, her song takes an abruptly serious tone (not seductive, not sentimental) as she tells the story of a city lost to time and memory. Bergman slips away from the party and onto the balcony, where we see that wonderful shot of the moon in her eyes. Is she mourning? Is she longing?

Dietrich cuts off the song by abruptly screaming “Not on us, King! Not on us!” She flees the party weeping and shaking, and from there on the film goes mad.

Though uncommon, it is not unknown for movies to switch between black and white and color, done most famously in The Wizard of Oz. The film The King recalls here is the silent Phantom of the Opera, which had a masqued ball scene tinted in shades of red and green that tried to provide a whole spectrum of color. The effect is even odder in the masqued ball scene in The King- the only color that appears is yellow, highlighting things like candlelight, Dietrich’s hair, a passing gown, a vase of tulips. It also highlights one particular masked figure, whose expressionless mask was decorated with a black pattern against a sickening yellow canvas- the same pattern I had seen in the opening credits. The color of his costume causes him to stand out from the crown even when he is far off in the background, just one head among many others. It must have taken long and painstaking hours of work to color in every frame.

Dietrich still seems broken up days after her song, though Bergman tries to coax her into joining the dance. Finally, at midnight, Dietrich goes out to face the party, but only to demand that every guest remove their mask. The yellow man with a voice that once warned America about a Martian invasion tells her that he wears no mask. Bergman reacts with disbelief, but Dietrich starts laughing like a woman unhinged. As she laughs, the yellow hue seeps out of the King’s clothing and face- if that really is his face- and begins to color the entire ballroom crowd. I think that what follows is bloodshed, but if there is any carnage (doubtful under the Production Code censorship), the blood must be tainted yellow and splashed across the camera like daubs of paint. Dietrich’s laughing face is doubled and tripled on screen until it dissipates, but even when it has faded offscreen, it feels as if her ghost continues to watch the proceedings.

By the end of the scene (filled with German Expressionist camera angles and mad violin screeching), only Bergman remains alive, cowering behind a grandfather clock. It does not hide her for long. The King steps towards her and extends his hand. Reluctantly, but with a fatalistic expression, Bergman takes his hand. They walk away together hand in hand. The screen shifts back into black and white, and then the credits roll before we can get a good look at all the bodies in the scene. The credits say it was based on a play called The King in Yellow, although Raymond Chandler of all people apparently had a hand in the screenplay.

As I said, that’s what I think I understand. It’s an oddly experimental art film for the era, and it may be awaiting rediscovery by the film festival crowd. I feel as if I alone know about it, though that obviously isn’t true. It is my little secret; I tell myself that my husband doesn’t need me to show it to him, it would be too odd for his taste. I’ve rewatched it many times, even if it seems like each time I search for it I have to find a different video platform or torrent. Naturally, no subscription site has it available. Maybe I am the last person who will ever watch it. Maybe no one will ever think to look for it again after me, and it will be completely forgotten.

When I was hospitalized, they let me use my laptop at night before I went to sleep (no power cord, though, in case I tried to hang myself.) I found a youtube link for The Man in Yellow, and I watched it every night. It wasn’t a soothing sort of movie, but having it in my mind all day and then watching it in the evening allowed me to think as opposed to crying endlessly while the other patients shot me awkward looks. I clutched the childhood stuffed animals my mother brought me when she visited, and I always held them extra tight when the masquerade scene started.

I watched the movie when I had to move away from my beloved San Francisco. I watched the movie when I lost the last of my grandparents. I watched the movie when a doctor unwisely took me off my medication and I couldn’t manage to eat for a month. I watched the movie when the whole world got sick and we all locked ourselves away from each other. I don’t mind that I don’t entirely know what it means. I don’t mind the nightmares. In the hospital they kept telling us about mindfulness exercises, and maybe the fact that I can focus on every aspect of the film so closely that all else falls away is the reason I keep coming back to it. I’m being mindful. I’m not letting any stray thoughts invade my head. I’m just watching and waiting for the next beat of every scene, leading inexorably to that yellow-stained bloodbath.

Streaming media doesn’t last forever, and each time I find The King, I worry that it will be the last time I ever can find it. My efforts to download it have so far been unsuccessful, odd considering that it is in the public domain.

When I watch The King, I am once again a child in my bedroom being cared for in the throes of agonizing sickness. I am once again sitting on the couch with my grandparents in front of the tv, both of them alive and lucid again. I am once again in the hospital, all alone except for my stuffed animals and the staff trying to keep me alive. The film reflects in my eyes like the crescent moon in Ingrid Bergman’s gaze. It sings to me.

I am determined to find a way to obtain The King under any name so that I never have to worry about losing it. During some of the worst times in my life, it is the only thing that has kept me sane.

#the king in yellow #cw mental illness #cw disordered eating #cw institutionalization #cw suicide

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ransprang · 2 years

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Hi I’d like a romantic match up for FMA ^0^ Preferably male and idm NSFW !! She/her, bi.

I’m kind of reclusive, I just prefer peace and quiet over everything ESP peace and quiet in a comfy environment. I really enjoy talking at length on a lot of topics, some big ones are alchemy, history and fashion, it just takes me time to warm up and be comfortable with someone. I am easily stressed and easily confrontational, it’s also super common for me to just rage about a topic if it really gets under my skin. I hate misinformation, and when people are unnecessarily rude.

I like fashion, I’m really drawn to people who I pers think dress interesting. I like sewing. I also like to cook, and travel. I really like to nap. I don’t have a definite type, however I do prefer short guys over tall.

My love lang is acts of service, like cooking for people, taking care of them when ill even get etc.

hi hi thanks for the request

your fmab match up is...........LING YAO!!

SFW

You and Ling can nap together and chill in cosy places. He could talk about Xingese alchemy, history, politics etc. but wouldn't mind just listening to you either

He would worship you whenever you feel like feeding him and be in your debt for the rest of his life. Although that also means you'll have acquired a stray human who'll keep coming to you to be taken care of.

Ling never gets stressed so he'd help you relax when you do but if you do end up getting into a fight for being confrontational you don't have to worry about getting beaten up thanks to his bodyguards :)

Ling has traditional Xingese clothes which are pretty interesting! Please enjoy his abs on display 24/7~ Although in winter you can sew his little jacket shut so he doesn't get too chilly <3 He's pretty easy-going so you can make him wear whatever you like too.

N/SFW

Ling would fully have a food kink. If you do cook some fun stuff be ready to have him eat it off of you or vice-versa.

Ling seems like a horndog and with the amount of napping y'all do you guys would probably fuck like rabbits

Yours fashionably,

admin san & sar

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hualianff · 3 years

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Untethered (Bonus II) 《Bonus I》

For the first time in his life, XL feels like he can speak without the pressures and expectations of being a prince weighing down on his shoulders. He watches his facial expressions in the mirror as he rambles about the various meetings he had for the day. The subtle dancing of his eyebrows, rapid blinking of his eyes, and pinched corners of his lips—all indicative of how animated he is when summarizing his duties that seemed more like work than anything else.

The fact that HC is here, brushing his hair, and listening with occasional intrigued hums make XL reinvigorated as his role as prince. Despite the demanding energy, control, and fairness the role takes, XL is incredibly grateful for the privilege and promises himself to continue to fulfill this purpose to the best of his abilities.

So far, XL believes he’s done a sufficient job, preparing to ascend to the throne. After hearing him speak, he secretly hopes HC thinks so too.

“Ah, San Lang, thank you for kindly tending to my hair. It looks wonderful,” XL says once he feels the final knots come undone by HC’s broad strokes.

“Of course it looks wonderful. It is His Highness, after all,” the pirate captain comments smoothly. XL can’t help but smile at the compliment.

HC goes to place the comb back on the vanity. He switches it out for a short ribbon that shimmers silver when hit by the moonlight.

“Allow me to do one more thing,” HC adds. He gathers all of XL’s hair to fall behind his shoulders, the strands still a bit damp. With practiced movements, HC parts the prince’s hair into three sections, then begins braiding the pieces into a thick, tight section.

XL licks his lips in anticipation. Though he’s had his hair styled a thousand times before, this is HC who currently braids his long locks, a gesture that seems a bit intimate.

Not that you mind, XL briefly thinks.

“How have the last few weeks treated San Lang?” He asks, reminding HC of his promise to talk about his days on the ocean. HC pulls the pieces of hair tighter, focused on creating a simple yet consistent and neat braided pattern for the prince.

“Troublesome. There’s a new pirate ship we have encountered several times. They said they want to challenge us for our water territories, which is a load of shit because the sea belongs to no one,” HC spits out heatedly. His tone is harsh but his touch is gentle as ever. “I honestly think the captain wants to mess with me. Make me question my reign as the ‘most feared, ruthless, and violent pirate to sail the waters.’”

“Oh. I see,” XL says hesitantly. He’s not very familiar with the inside knowledge of pirate ways and society other than what is generalized by the public. And the palace’s gossip, of course.

Suddenly, a rush of hot air tickles XL’s ear. XL locks eyes with HC through the mirror, heart stuttering at the dark, hungry look in the pirate’s eye.

“What does His Highness think?”

“Think about what?”

“My reputation. Does the real thing live up to your imagination?” HC questions with a sly smirk, quickly tying the ribbon at the end of the braid, then moving it to fall over XL’s right shoulder. XL only has a few seconds to marvel at the stunning handiwork before HC leans forward even more, urging XL to turn toward him, their faces mere centimeters apart.

The pirate captain smells like manly musk mixed in with the ocean breeze. XL nervously gulps.

“I- um,” XL starts, feeling his face heat up. “Hmm, maybe not entirely...”

HC’s eye slowly flits down XL’s face. XL remains still, mentally kicking himself for wondering what it would feel like to close the small gap and-

“Fair enough,” HC remarks, pulling away, leaving a rush of air in his wake. “I suppose I’m not the madman people say I am. After all, His Highness wouldn’t have let me into his room otherwise, no?”

Something hot burns inside XL’s gut. He had to let HC in! If the pirate were discovered by the palace guards, he’d be imprisoned indefinitely for sure! XL was simply doing an act of service for HC...nothing too outrageous like HC implied.

Nope, none at all.

“You’re blushing.“

“San Lang better take a good look around lest this is the only time I invite him into my room,” XL huffs out, resolutely facing forward and avoiding HC’s penetrating gaze.

“Forgive me, Your Highness. I was simply teasing,” HC says, though he doesn’t sound all that apologetic. “A prince like you must have many admirers to choose from. I shall not take this privilege for granted.”

“Admirers? Where on Earth did you get that from?” XL asks, appalled. He hasn’t taken interest in any of the brides his father provided, much less traveled to other kingdoms in a serious pursuit to find one to marry.

“Is there not a ball happening this coming week? For you to choose a suitable woman to become your queen?” HC inquiries nonchalantly. He tucks a rogue curl behind XL’s ear, the prince subtly leaning into the touch.

XL whips around in astonishment, braid flying to his other shoulder.

“How did you know!?”

“I have ears on land, my prince. Even when I’m out sailing the sea,” HC says. “We have also passed numerous royal ships carrying your guests for the celebration.”

XL wilts in his seat.

It’s not much of a celebration if XL hadn’t wanted to host an engagement ball in the first place. Years of his father’s insistent pushing have led to more frequent gatherings with other royalty in hopes that XL finds a fiancé.

Unlike his parents, XL wasn’t betrothed from a young age. Furthermore, he hasn’t expressed any interest in marriage even once becoming an adult.

(“Your mother and I were married at twenty. You, my son, are already twenty-two,” the king always said. “You should quickly find a princess who catches your eye. The sooner you get yourself a wife, the sooner she will start learning her duties as queen.”)

XL has successfully put off marriage for a couple of years, deferring to his rigorous training schedule and duties as prince as an excuse. Fortunately, his mother is willing to let XL take his time, as the king isn’t set to retire anytime soon. After all, XL learning his responsibilities as king is the most important task.

HC instantly notices XL’s deflated expression. He attempts to backpedal.

“I had no right to bring that up. If this is something Gege does not want to discuss, then, by all means, he may change the subject,” HC says quietly. Respectfully.

“No. It is fine. It is by no means a secret at all. The ball has been scheduled for weeks now,” XL murmurs while looking at his bare feet. He fiddles with the long braid, smoothing over the tightly wrapped strands absent-mindedly. “I’m not actively looking for a wife or anything. At least, I don’t want to...”

“Your Highness-“

“San Lang.”

HC’s mouth snaps shut. He straightens his back with his shoulders set square, standing at attention in front of the Prince of Xianle.

“Could you do something for me? A small favor, if you will.”

“Anything,” HC immediately answers.

XL subconsciously chews on his lower lip, a habit that his closest friend SQX reprimands him for doing because it tears up both the old and healing skin. Easy to overdo, not a quick fix, SQX claims.

XL rises to his feet. He holds his hand out to the pirate, palm facing upwards.

Where’s My Love – SYML

“Will you dance with me?”

“I’m afraid gege will be sorely disappointed with this one’s lack of skill,” HC says as a matter-of-fact, but he doesn’t hesitate to accept XL’s hand, his long fingers blanketing XL’s own.

The prince’s heart skips a beat as the pirate pulls him close until their chests almost touch. XL feels small; HC’s heeled boots to XL’s bare feet exaggerate their height difference, XL only coming up to HC’s chest.

XL feels small but strangely, he wouldn’t want it any other way.

“San Lang needs only to follow my lead,” XL says, looking up with a smile. He properly intertwines their left and right hands, then places HC’s other hand on his shoulder. Finally, XL goes to hold the pirate’s waist, the thin fabric giving way to the hard muscle underneath.

“Gege must have danced with a lot of pretty women before,” HC muses, moving his feet as XL slowly guides him into a waltz. XL hopes it isn’t just him imagining a slow, romantic piece to harmonize their movements.

“Is San Lang jealous?” XL asks without thinking.

Goodness, did those words seriously just come out of his mouth? Other than his eyes widening in slight horror, XL schools his face into a calm expression, not wanting to seem conceited or even desperate.

HC peers down with a lazy smirk, almost crowding into the prince as they turn to dance in a circle. Despite XL’s effort to appear unfazed by the prospect of HC envying those who’ve had the opportunity to dance with the Prince of Xianle, the pirate still catches the hopeful flicker of XL’s eyelashes.

“A little bit. Though in a way, I’ve had my fair share of dances with Gege myself,” HC states proudly, referring back to their previous sparring sessions. The break in focus has HC stumbling over his feet, prompting XL to squeeze his waist as a reprimand to concentrate.

“Ah, yes. San Lang’s skill is undeniable in that aspect,” XL says, laughing. “He’s also the first and only man I’ve danced ever with.”

“What an honor,” HC purrs out, and then he lowers XL into an abrupt dip, holding the prince by his hip and upper back.

XL’s breath hitches, wondering how they seamlessly switched positions. HC tenderly stares down at the prince, a twinkle dimly reflecting in his left eye.

“San Lang...” XL whispers, clutching onto HC’s shoulders. His long braid feels heavy like rope where it hangs down, nearly touching the ground.

“Your Highness.”

Their faces are millimeters apart, skimming each other’s noses. They’ve never been this close before, especially not in the absence of any sort of weapon. No one besides the king and queen, palace servants, and bodyguards are even allowed to touch the prince.

Now here he is, in the arms of the infamous Crimson Rain, on the verge of letting himself want.

Tentatively, XL licks his lips before asking, “Why do you always come back?”

“Gege knows this answer too,” HC solemnly says.

XL tilts his chin up, eyelids starting to lower.

“I come back for you, my dear Prince.”

As HC leans down—still supporting XL’s weight—XL meets him halfway for their first proper kiss, alone together in the prince’s room where the pale moonlight spills through the balcony doors. It’s a light and airy peck, one that ends way too soon for XL’s liking.

When they pull apart, HC stands XL back up. The pirate notices XL’s robe has slid off one shoulder. He goes to pull it back up but XL quickly grasps his jaw for another kiss instead.

They part again.

“Just...one more-“ XL breathes out, adrenaline coursing through his veins. HC’s lips are warm and firm, easily pliable as they press deliciously against XL’s own. “...one more.”

HC gladly obliges.

Their kisses gradually pick up in pace, HC’s hands respectively exploring the span of XL’s back, his hips, and sides. XL eagerly pulls HC over to the edge of his bed, spinning them around so he can climb onto the pirate’s lap.

HC groans low in his throat, comfortably looping his arms around XL’s waist.

At this point, all of XL’s reservations have been cast aside and he’s going to act on the desires concerning a certain pirate that have been taunting him for months now, damn it.

XL surges forward with a force that knocks HC back against the soft mattress.

“Your Highness,” HC growls between kisses, still trying to cover up XL’s shoulder, and now his chest where the robe is loose enough to reveal noticeable cleavage. XL shifts a bit to align their hips, unintentionally rubbing against HC. “Shit-“

“Hua Cheng-“ XL hums, belatedly realizing his slip up. HC nips at his lip for his mistake.

“San L-lang,” XL mewls like the starved for affection prince that he is. HC’s tongue darts out to swipe across XL’s upper lip. Then, his lower lip.

XL naturally opens up for him, gasping as HC’s hot tongue licks inside his mouth with a dominance that consumes XL. The more XL lets his lust cloud his movement, the faster he feels himself harden.

When XL’s hands brush along HC’s hair, they accidentally graze onto his eyepatch. HC grunts in surprise, which has XL springing back as the situation of the last five minutes dawns upon him.

He sits up on HC’s thighs, placing his palms on the pirate’s chest. Underneath him, HC is a gorgeous vision–thick, wavy hair splayed out on XL’s pillow, lips swollen and spit-slicked.

“Oh my- oh my lord,” XL chokes out, completely breathless. “Was- was that t-too much?”

“Not at all, Your Highness,” HC replies with a rogue-ish smirk. “Come here.”

HC embraces his prince with long arms, squeezing tightly and pressing a series of kisses to the top of XL’s head. XL hesitantly rests his cheek on HC’s sternum, aware of how close their bodies are pressed together.

“Who knew Gege could kiss like that?”

“Like what?” XL questions petulantly.

“Like a shameless minx,” the pirate captain answers, chuckling when XL whines at the implication.

“I’ve wanted to do that for a long time,” XL shyly admits.

“Me too,” HC murmurs. XL lifts his head, crosses his arms on HC’s chest, then sets his chin on them. “Since the moment I saw you sitting alone at the pub.”

“You wanted to kiss the crown prince at first sight?” XL asks, pretending to be scandalized. HC kisses the tip of XL’s nose. XL scrunches it up in response.

“Hmm, my prince now.”

“Well, your prince would very much like it if San Lang stays the night.”

“I must be back at the harbor before dawn,” HC says, stroking XL’s hair. “However, I can most certainly afford to accompany Gege while he sleeps.”

XL happily snuggles close to HC, not worrying quite so much about the ball now that he has something going on with HC. To his astonishment, the pirate seems to return his affections quite enthusiastically. As a prince with the duty to serve his people, XL reckons he deserves this moment of happiness.

After another hour of blissful exchanging kisses and aimless conversation, XL feels himself begin to drift. He hears a whispered promise from HC who protectively curls around him.

“I will never bring you harm, Your Highness. Your heart is safe with me.”

XL falls asleep into a dreamless slumber.

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Present...

As if it happens in slow motion, XL swings the sword with all the power he possesses. HC’s arms stretch open in vulnerability, lips forming into a small, understanding smile.

“Gege.”

Something inside XL shatters. The familiar term of endearment is for XL’s ears only. His heart pounds against his rib cage with the ferocity of an imprisoned soul, screaming at XL to ask not what he would wish for in death, but what is he willing to live for?

The answer is right in front of him.

“I’m back.”

Three things happen at once.

A deafening BOOM fires at the royal ship from the opposite direction, pitch-black flags with the symbolic skeleton of a fish piercing through the chilly air.

Simultaneously, a blinding flash of lightning strikes across the sky, signaling an even more intense downpour of rain that obscures everyone’s vision. Surprised screams echo somewhat mutely among the roaring winds.

Lastly, XL swings his sword so it barely skims the open blouse HC wears and keeps rotating until it crosses behind him, where he lets it go flying back to the royal ship.

At that moment, XL leaps forward into HC’s embrace, where those long arms encircle his waist, and both men are sent tumbling down into the crashing waves of the raging ocean.

《VI》

#tgcf #heaven official's blessing #hualian #hualian au #xie lian #hua cheng #pirate & prince au #cerdrabbles #TBC #tian guan ci fu #the bonus had to be split into two #I really just wanted to write Hualian’s first kiss here hehe #we back in the present babyyy

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thesuitkovian · 3 years

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Avengers and Co and Their Love Languages

Author’s Note: This is inspired by @mymagicsuitcase 's post about spending time together with Daniel Brühl's characters, and even though this is a pretty loose connection I'm going to tag her post anyways for the sake of it.

This includes Avengers, (some) Guardians of the Galaxy and other supporting characters cause I felt like it.

Bruce Banner

Acts of service

This shows up in doing chores around the house, cooking you food, getting up to get you something so you don’t have to get up, running errands for you, etc.

Bucky Barnes

Physical Touch

A lot of the time it is hard to put into words what he needs/what he’s feeling and it’s just easier to sit down next to you, your sides flush against each other and his head resting on yours/your shoulder.

Acts of service

Do not leave him alone at your house. You will come home to everything having been cleaned, the laundry done, folded, and put away, dinner made and your favorite movie/t.v. show on the t.v. and ready to go.

Carol Danvers

Gift giving

Picking up things on different planets that remind her of you and bringing you home trinkets from her travels.

Clint Barton

Quality time

“Wanna go train with me?” “I’m about to watch this movie, wanna join?” “I was just gonna go out for lunch, wanna come with?”

Gamora

Words of affirmation

Words are very important to her, and hold a lot of value in her life so when she says something she means every word of it.

Gift giving

Giving you something she stole/looted off some bad guy’s body because you might like it/think it’s useful/be able to sell it.

Helmut Zemo

Gift giving

Buying you things he saw you linger on while out in the market, getting you a dress/suit once a week simply because he thought you would look good in it, buying you the car of your dreams after you offhandedly mentioned it in conversation

Quality time

Spending time together is very important to him. He wants as much time with you as possible, and is willing to do whatever you want to pass the time as long as he gets to be with you.

John Walker

Words of affirmation

Complimenting your hair/clothes/makeup every chance he gets. Telling you how much he loves you/appreciates you after you do small things for him like cook dinner or buy him a gift.

Lemar Hoskins

A mix of physical affection and quality time.

Randomly coming up behind you and hugging you from behind as you guys bake/cook together. Pulling you into his lap/resting his head in your lap as you watch a movie.

Picking you up to hug you after not seeing you in forever.

Loki

Acts of service

Now this one might seem contradictory because Loki services no one, but like acts of service through other people. Getting his servants to give you the best wines/fruits/dresses, commanding them to listen to you and do anything you say.

Gift giving

“Hello my love, look at this beautiful blue tesseract, would you like to share it with me?”

Natasha Romanoff

Quality time

Just sitting next to you and existing in the same space as you is enough for her. Just knowing that you are there and she can turn to you if she needs you, that’s enough.

Nebula

A mix of acts of service and gift giving.

“I killed this [savage and dangerous space beast] and took it’s head/tusk/claws/teeth so you can hang it on your wall”

“I stole this [extremely rare and expensive piece of jewelry] because I thought you would like it so here.”

Nick Fury

Quality time

Racing you around on an abandoned airstrip in a government vehicle and making you promise not to speak a word of it, vacations to places you’ve always wanted to visit, taking you to the theatre to see the new movie you’ve not stopped talking about.

Peggy Carter

Words of affirmation

This woman will not stop complimenting you ever in her entire simp life.

Gift giving

This one is a kinda sorta one. She loves to share her things with you. Her clothes, accessories, money, shoes if they’ll fit, house, bed, everything. She basically gives half of all her stuff by sharing everything she has with you.

Peter Parker

Words of affirmation

He loves to compliment you but also he loves to be complimented. And his favorite thing is hearing you say you love him.

Peter Quill

Gift giving

Much like Gamora he is the type to give you something he stole/looted off some bad guy’s body because you might like it/be able to sell it

Pietro Maximoff

Quality time

He cannot get enough of you. He loves being around you and doing things you like and being introduced/introducing you to new things.

Physical touch

This boy is so clingy. He wants to be around you and touching you at all times of the day and will become touch starved if he has to go even a day without you.

Sam Wilson

Quality time

Movie marathons. Going on missions together. Sparring/training together.

Physical affection

A gentle, comforting hand on your lower back when you’re nervous in public. Casually wrapping an arm around your shoulders when standing in line/lounging on a couch. Hugging you from behind randomly.

Scott Lang

A mix of acts of service and quality time

Doing chores with you, running errands with you, cooking with you, basically just going out of his way to make your life 1000x easier.

Sharon Carter (courtesy of my bf)

A mix of physical touch and quality time.

Sparring/training with you, and when she inevitably beats you up (because she will) pinning you to the mat. And of course, the obligatory sarcastic comment.

Shuri

Gift giving

She is literally a rich princess and a genius. She has the connections and money to get you anything you want and the brain to build it for you if it doesn’t exist yet.

Stephen Strange

Physical touch

This seems surprising at first, because he is such a closed off person when you first met him but he is a very physical lover. He loves to hold you, and be held. When you two are in the same room you guys just sort of drift together until some part of your bodies are touching; even if it’s just your knees as you sit on a couch, reading in one of his many libraries.

Quality time

Intelligent debates that last hours. Reading next to each other in the same room. Reading the same books so you can talk about them/compare notes later. Teaching each other new things and expanding your minds together

Steve Rogers

Acts of service

I mean have you met this man. He is a slave to the person he loves and that is a fact. This man will do anything you ask or even insinuate that you want him to do. He will also go out of his way to do things for you, like get your favorite take out for dinner, or drop by your work on your lunch break, or do that one errand you had been putting it off cause you just didn’t want to do it.

T’challa

Quality time

Another simp that just wants to be around you. He could just sit next to you and listen to things you are passionate about for hours and hours, and never get bored.

Thor

Acts of service

“[Name], I have tamed this mighty beast for you, so you may have them as a pet!”

Quality time

He wants to travel the world with you, he wants to stay at home for weeks on end with you, he wants to do whatever it is that you want to do and he wants to do it whenever you want to do it.

Tony Stark

Gift giving

He is a billionaire (playboy philanthropist) with almost as many connections as Shuri, and a desire to provide. Anything you show even the slightest interest in is on your doorstep the next morning if not within the hour.

Valkyrie

Gift giving

Things she found from the scrap pile, alcohol, food, cool weapons she found, etc.

Vision

Words of affirmation

Vision has a very complex and intelligent mind and is trying to learn how to express himself correctly, so with your help words of affirmation quickly become your primary source of affection.

Wade Wilson

Words of affirmation

He may jokingly compliment you a lot/turn compliments into teasing but he means every word of his compliments.

Physical touch

Hugging you from behind as you cook dinner. Holding you to his chest and swaying gently to the music playing in the background. Pulling you back down onto the bed when you try to get up in the morning and octopus cuddling you. Tucking you under his arm and keeping you as close to him as possible while you guys sit on the couch together.

Wanda Maximoff

Physical touch

Running a hand over your thigh absentmindedly as she reads next to you on the couch. Gently rubbing your arm to calm you. Hugging you for a solid minute, just holding you and pressing her face into your hair. Rubbing your back to help you fall asleep. Giving you massages after a long day training/a taxing mission.

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mirkwoodshewolf · 4 years

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I can help protect you; Scott Lang x child reader

*Author’s note*

Hey all wow it’s been awhile since I posted a fic that wasn’t BoRhap/Queen related but now here I am with a request that has literally been sitting in my phone for almost a year now. For @randomfandoms-k8 I wanna say thank you for being soooooooooo patient with me. But finally I came down to write your Scott Lang request. I hope you like it and enjoy it :)

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Day 143. Sunday afternoon, well technically it’s 11:55am but time seems to go by slowly when you’re under house arrest, in fact time is an irrelevant mesh isn’t it? Wow didn’t know I could go that deep into philosophy. But anyways it’s been 143 days since I was sentenced to my 2yr house arrest after I sided with Cap back in Germany against Stark.

Honestly, this beats having to deal with prison again, this time it would’ve been in an ocean of solitary confinement. I would’ve gone mad had I screwed up my chances of seeing Cassie again. She’s helped make this house arrest more bearable and honestly a lot more fun. But currently her and her mom along with Paxton went North to visit Maggie’s parents who hadn’t seen Cassie in a while.

Which left me here. Alone. With no one to really entertain. I mean sure Luis and the guys come over every once in awhile but they’re business forming up their own business. Apparently they’re next bright idea was selling security equipment. Not that I’m complaining at all, they’re good guys to have around every now and then but—they can be a bit much at times.

I know not really making much sense am I? Well that kinda happens whenever you’re stuck in your house all day and night.

Right now it was trash day so I gathered up all the trash and proceeded to head outside to put my trashcan out (as best I could without triggering my ankle bracelet). Now I’m thinking this is gonna be just a simple in and out type situation, as it always is, but as I went out towards the trashcans that I kept in the backyard there was a sudden bang.

At first I thought it was a gunshot but it sounded way to close. Plus as I looked towards my trashcans, I thought I saw something move behind them.

“Hello?” I called out. There was another loud bang from behind the trashcans and I continued saying, “Look I’m unarmed. If you want money you won’t find much. But if you just want food, I can give it to you.” yeah I know that was probably stupid of me to say but most of the time you will see some homeless person going through the trash in this part of the city.

Soon coming out from behind the trashcan wasn’t an adult, but a small child. She appeared to be a couple years younger than Cassie, her (h/c) hair was long and madded like a rat’s nest, and she looked pretty dirty like she hadn’t bathed in weeks, maybe months. But what shocked me the most was how skinny she looked. She wore clothes that were twice her size, it was like she was just drowning in them.

“Hey, hey sweetheart.” She backed away fearfully and tried to hide behind the trashcans once more. “No, no, no hey. It’s okay. I’m not gonna hurt you. See?” he sat down on the ground so that he wouldn’t intimidate her. Then using one of his new hobbies that he had to learn while in house arrest, he made a fake bouquet of flowers come out from his back.

It peeked her interest as she slowly came out from behind the trashcan. A soft smile spread across her face.

“Here you know, I think I got something better than what you’ll find in there.” I quickly raced inside and got out the leftover pizza box I had from last night. I took out a single slice of the pepperoni and quickly placed it in the microwave for about 15 seconds before coming back outside.

I sat back down and said to the small girl.

“You like pizza?” she looked at me before nodding softly. “Then have a bite of this. At least here it smells fresh and not mixed in with some other stuff and god knows what else.” The little girl slowly walked towards me, staring at the pizza. She would every now and then look up between me and the pizza. “It’s okay sweetheart, it’s not poisoned or anything.”

I broke off the tip of it and ate it to show her that it wasn’t poisoned or tampered with in anyway.

“See? Just a little hot but it’s all good.” Finally she raised her hands and took the pizza from the plate. She sniffed it before taking a small bite. Slowly her eyes widened with pure joy as she continued to devour the pizza. “Whoa hey slow down there kiddo, you’re gonna choke if you just inhale it like that.” I warned her.

She quickly looked up at me before looking down shamefully down, a slight glint of tears forming at the corner of her eyes.

“It’s okay. I’m not mad. I just didn’t want you to choke on it. You can keep eating.” She looked down at her pizza and went back to eating it.

Once she finished it, I took the plate back from her and asked her.

“Was that good?” she nodded. “You know if you’d like, I’ve got some juice or something for you in case you’re thirsty.” She looked up at me with those big (e/c) eyes of hers as she tilted her head to the side. Oh wow that sounds a little creepy doesn’t it? “I promise I’m not gonna hurt you. I’ve got a daughter just a little over your age and I don’t know maybe you both might like the same stuff. Cause I—can’t really leave the house.”

I showed her my ankle bracelet and she looked down at it before looking back up at me. I held out my hand to her and she looked down at it.

“I promise, I’m not going to hurt you. Do you trust me?” she was silent but I soon saw her reach out her hand and she placed her tiny hand into mine. I gently closed my hand over hers as I then led her on inside.

Once we were inside, I poured her a glass of apple juice (Cassie loves apple juice) so hopefully this kid loves it too. As she began to drink the juice, so many questions kept running through my mind. Where did she come from? Who was she? How did she get like this? Where were her parents? Things like that.

Should I call someone? Child services maybe? I don’t know. Maybe I’ll sleep on that for tonight. Maybe I can get some answers out of her.

“Hey sweetie,” she turned to face me. “Do you have a name? I mean I can’t just keep calling you sweetie, sweetheart or munchkin can I?” at that point she looked down sadly. Her hands fiddling with the oversized shirt, oh no. Is—is she an orphan? Or, and I pray to God this isn’t the case, did her parents abandon her. “Can you speak sweetheart?”

She shook her head no. Okay so she wasn’t deaf cause she’s actually responding to me. So was she mute? Or was she choosing not to speak.

“Well, think I should tell you me name first so that way we’re not strangers anymore. I’m Scott. Scott Lang.” I came up to her and held out my hand for a handshake now. She softly smiled and shook my hand.

Okay good progress we’re getting there.

“Hey, since uhh—since you can’t talk. How bout I give you a name? Is that okay with you?” she nodded and that’s when I grabbed my phone and went through some websites for the top 100 baby names for girls. “Okay let’s see, how about…….Belle?” she shook her head no. “Ariel?” again she shook her head. “Don’t make me choose Cinderella.” She then gave me a stank face as her tongue stuck out and I softly laughed. “I’m just playing yah kiddo. Here let’s see what this list has.”

I scrolled through the website trying to find the perfect name for her. Soon a name that felt like it belonged to her came on the list and I said to her.

“Okay, how do you feel about (Y/n)?” her eyes widened and a smile came across her face as she nodded happily. “Alright, (Y/n) it is then.”

After we settled on her name, I took her up to the bathroom to get her cleaned up (couldn’t let her remain dirty forever right?). By some miracle I managed to get her once madded rat’s nest of hair under control, and now that she was all clean I got a better look at this little cutie.

She had a little button-like nose, her eyes now sparkled with new life now that she no longer looked like she had a raccoon mask of dirt on her eyelids.

Her chubby cheeks that showed two little dimples whenever she smiled. She looked like a brand new girl. Once she was all dried up, I put her into some of Cassie’s old clothes (thank god I managed to convince Maggie to let me do the Good will run. That I may have forgotten to do before I was picked to join Cap’s team in Germany).

By late afternoon, we were now currently watching some cartoons together when I decided that maybe I could make her laugh at something. Of course she smiled every now and then but there was something in her eyes that really showed me that she was still sad about something.

Being the dad that I am I know I hate it whenever my Peanut is upset, so I make it my life’s mission to always make Cassie laugh at least once a day (once I got out of prison that was). I got up from the couch acting like I was gonna grab a drink of water but what I was really gonna grab was my magic cards, the eye-popping glasses, and clown wig.

I put the clown wig on as well as the glasses and suddenly jumped in front of her holding out the deck of cards.

“Pick a card, any card!” I proclaimed. She looked at me oddly but looked down at the deck and picked a single card from the deck. “Memorize the card. Okay now put it back, face down don’t let me see it.” She did as she was told.

I then shuffled the deck behind my back trying to mix the cards up till I thought it was good enough. I brought the deck back out in front of us and I said.

“Okay (n/n), now I’m gonna brush through the cards and you tap the cushion twice when you want me to stop, K?” she nodded and that’s when I began dealing through the cards. I heard her pat the cushion and I stopped at the 14th card. I took it out from the deck and held it in my hand. “Alright, now was this your card?” I turned it over to her.

She shook her head no. I turned it towards me and saw that it was the Jack of clubs.

“Wait what? Now where did that…..oh man I must really be losing my eyes if I misplaced it.” I then pressed the button on the glasses and soon the eyes on the glasses popped out.

At that point I heard her starting to laugh. Not giggle, but a real laugh. Her laughter slowly grew in volume but what was surprising was that I began to see the lights starting to flicker on and off. As she then let out this one shriek of laughter, the lights suddenly exploded and the entire house went dark.

When the power went off throughout the entire house, to say I was freaked out a bit would be a bit of an understatement. Now whether I can confirm or deny that I may have shrieked like a girl, I’ll just say I got a little spooked by it.

I looked back down at (Y/n) who was now covering her mouth and trying to sink further into the couch. Wow, so—she’s like a real life Boo (you know that little toddler from Monster’s Inc.) (Y/n) has powers. Oh my god I just took in a child that has powers. Wow never thought this is how my house arrest would turn out.

“That—that was you wasn’t it?” I wanted to confirm it with her. Cause maybe this could be a hallucination or something. Maybe the power did go off on its owe—oh who am I kidding, it was (Y/n) that did this. When I saw her nod sadly she got off the couch and solemnly walked towards the backdoor. “Whoa, whoa, whoa hey. Where do you think you’re going?” I said as I stopped her and knelt down beside her.

Her sad, teary eyes stared right at me and that’s when I asked her.

“Did—did you think I would get mad and kick you out if I found out about this?” she nodded, her eyes refusing to meet mine. “(Y/n), sweetie I’m not mad. So what if you have powers, it’s cool. That means now I get to nickname you Boo. You ever seen Monster’s Inc?” she shook her head no. “Okay we’ll fix that up. It was one of Cassie’s favorite movies growing up, I think you’ll like it.”

I stroked some of the hair out of her face. I knew at this rate with her having powers, there was no way I can get Child services involved. Now that the Accords (still don’t really know the entirety of them all I know is that they’re bad for super heroes) had been finalized, they could take her away to that Raft prison that’s out in the middle of the ocean and lock her up. But she’s only a kid, she doesn’t deserve that fate.

“Kiddo I’m not mad. In fact can I tell you a secret?” she nodded. I quickly looked around to make sure we were alone (which made her quietly giggle) I gestured with my finger for her to lean closer as I whispered to her, “I’m a super hero.” Her eyes widened in shock. “Yep. My alter ego, is Ant-Man.” At this point she looked at me confused, “What you’ve never heard of Ant-Man?” she shook her head no. “Alright, well we’ll fix that too.”

I guided her back towards the living room and sat her down on the couch and I sat down beside her. I gently stroked down her hair and assured her again.

“You’ll be safe here (Y/n). Whatever it was that you had to deal with before, or being rejected or whatever, you won’t have it here. I can protect you. And maybe once my 2 years are up, maybe just maybe……I can introduce you to some people who could help you control those powers of yours.”

Her eyes lit up as her face almost screamed out ‘for real?’

“Yeah kiddo. I promise, no one is gonna hurt you ever again.” At that point she hugged me. I smiled softly down at her and gently embraced her back.

Call me crazy I know but I can’t kick her back out into the streets. Besides I’ve been experienced to enough craziness already from when I first met Hank and Hope, to fighting alongside Team Cap against Stark, so why not? And like I said, I don’t know what the CS would do if they found out she had powers, either lock or up or just kill her (now that’s messed up but I’m told it happens).

But hey, on the bright side at least Cassie will get to be the older sister she always wished she could be.

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logistico22 · 3 years

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Sermonette in honor of MHC

Here is my sermonette (little sermon) reflecting on Mary as the “Salus Infirmorum” (Health of the Sick) delivered this morning to our Prenovitiate Seminary Community, May 22, 2021, the 8th day of Novena in preparation for the upcoming Solemnity of Mary Help of Christians.

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As I reflect on my topic, I recalled my first weeks of stay here in the seminary. I was brought home by Fr. Jake one night because my temperature is rising and falling and the highest that I got was almost 40 degrees. Upon arriving at our home, my mother told Fr. Jake “Kulang lang po yan sa takbo.” And I felt embarrassed and somehow irritated because she was the one who would not allow me to play. After all, she is afraid that my asthma would be triggered.

Salus Infirmorum or Health of the Sick. This title of the Blessed Virgin dates back to the Middle Ages when the Church invokes her during plagues throughout history. Oftentimes, we would hear that Mary is our mother and that she takes care of us in our sickness just like our earthly mothers.

I can testify to that having experienced it with my mother.

But in my reflection, I was struck when the paper Fr. Joe gave us as material for our reflection stated: “when the Church invokes her.” I realized that not all times, people around us understand or feel whenever we feel sick and troubled not just physically but deep within our hearts. With that, we have to go out of our comfort zone and seek help just as the Church invoked Mary. I’m sure that Our Lady knows that the Church and its members are suffering but they still invoked her help. I think, Our Lady is not just becoming a healer of our sickness but also a teacher of life who teaches her children to be humble enough to admit that they are sick.

Humility is a key to openness. We are all sick and wounded by our past issues that are not yet resolved. But are we going to remain and be stuck there? Some wounds may not heal but we can do something about it so that they would not worsen anymore.

Exactly today is one month since my birthday. I was not able to give a speech a month ago so please allow me to share a personal note regarding this. May hugot kase tong sermonette ko e.

Growing up, I am not expressive. People rarely feel my presence. I grew up afraid of people. I realized that entering the seminary for me is a game turner. At first, I relate to all people only in a transactional way because there are things to accomplish. Walang lalim kumbaga. But as time went here in the seminary, I realized how wounded am I from my past. I was bullied and I feel so much how nothing am I for people around me. But I tried to create my image. I tried to learn and lead in our parish. With that, people looked up to me but it was all yabang. I gained the image that people would love compared to Ryan back then who got nothing and know nothing but cry. But later on, I feel boxed because of the image that I have created. I became a prisoner of myself. I thought I can free myself by myself and work on it alone as I am used to before. But I am wrong. Little by little, I discovered the beauty of friendships. I felt more at peace than ever compared before. I know that I am not alone and there are people whom I can trust and count on whenever I need them or not. I owe Tita Cory Villafania for making me realize the joys and beauty together with the pains and sacrifices to be offered for the sake of friendships that I am enjoying now. I also thank you, my friends, and the rest of the community. I am not fully healed but I found a way how to cure my wounds. I am trying to see my past from a positive perspective. Indeed, I possess beautiful scars.

Humility as I have said is a key to openness. Now I say, Humility is a way towards healing. It is difficult to solve a problem if we do not recognize that our problem is the problem. It is difficult when we know that there is a problem but we act as if there is no problem to worry about. Jesus came for us who are sick. But let us admit our infirmities before him so that he can work in us and help us. He is giving us his mother to assist us when we find it difficult to endure our infirmities.

In these last days of the novena, let us ask the grace of humility through the intercession of our Mother who is always humble so that we may live healthy lives in the service of her Son. Amen.

Mary, Help of Christians, pray for us.

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The Truman Show

what a great concept for a movie and it’s interesting how it was made in 1998

how scary would it be for me to think that this might actually happen in real life, what a boring show that is

but if we’re being real, today in 2020 with social media, the truman show i s pretty much what’s happening right now and as bo burnham said in one of his performances, we are constantly performing and are watching people perform but in this case… he just doesn’t know it…. yet

day 10, 909.. wow that’s 29 years. also since i thought of writing this in somewhat middle/start of the movie i googled how many days only to see a little explanation for the light that fell and ugh what a spoiler

so now we have the radio and the radio talking back at him and him not noticing it frankly… you just have that moment at times so i’m guessing him not noticing it is understandable.

also i started making notes when he was being shoved against the ad. that’s funny and when they had nothing to say to him after shoving hiim there. that’s fun

also if everyone there are just actors and he’s the main character, what’s the plot then?

is he looking for his parents with that call? what’s that magazine with the girls?

is everything superficial because i will die

the amount of ads in this show wow

oh so, the call is about him wanting to leave.

he has issues with the sea; if anyone played with my life like that….

which if we’re talking about a higher being then it’s probably possible

i love how they got a delay with the rain HAHAHAHAAH

that smile he always makes. hahahah

i appreciate that they had a destined plot for him but they really couldn’t control his choices

naol si lauren garland

what would have happened if they made things take its natural course

lauren garland!!!!!!

wow 30 mins in that was beautiful

and it’s so sad for everyone to treat him like a show when he really treats his life as if it was a “normal life” which by the way i don’t know what that means

it’s just very interesting tho he acts like as if he knows there are cameras

lauren is watching!!! ganda ka ghorl

OMG HES ON THE RADIO

WTF WALA BANG AWARE NA NARIRINIG NIYA KAYO PLS

does God ever make that mistake with that us? i mean assuming that he does make mistake

this is like The Good Place but not heaven

when he breaks routine, that’s when they realize they fucked up w

wow jim carrey was perfect for this

OOPSSSSS they saw crafts and services

this is like that movie where the child was born for the purpose of giving bone marrow to her sister like you were born not for yourself but for others.

i feel so bad for him. damn.

marlon please be a friend!!!

wow the sky is beautiful because it’s fake but ive seen that before also the moon is so big/ perfect sunset

this conversation with marlon is great

happiest day of our lives and he smiled while shaking his head

i love how everyone’s subtly telling him this is the place on earth. did they not ever think about the ending of the show? they were just like. that would be nice.

the script!!!!

lol why was she crossing her fingers HAHAHAHAHA

i just how realized how perfect the sunrise was

nice one truman, cross fingers go siz!ARE SO CONFUSED

the extras are so confused

ACTORS hahahahahah

travel agency but the ad for airplanes are against that

MAGDDRIVE LANG SIZ DI MO AFFORD HAHAHAHA.

the ACTORS!!!!! HAHAHAHA

i also feel bad and good that the actors feel bad for him

i can’t believe the actors HAHAHAHA would improv actors be better in this scenario?

“are you even listening to a word i’m saying?”

29 years. it took him 29 years of routine for everything to stop.

whoa they landlocked.

KIM CARREY IS PERFECT FOR THIS.

JIM CARREY IS SO GOOD IN THIS.

ALSO WAS THIS SHOW ETHICAL? HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?

after all that, meryl is still not mad? damn

ok go off siz ure going insane

omg marlon pls be a friend

fuckk i thot marlon was a friend

marlon pls!

ang gusto niya si sylvia pls

ironic how he guards his privacy (the creator) but the whole life of truman is televised

i love the philosophical dialogue that i would like to quote

wtfffffff

why the sudden return

now that we’re going behind the scene, i’m starting to realize na maybe he’s up to something

but the creator’s highly aware of his patterns

tanginang beer mo marlon

marlon he trusted you! ;(

you really empathize with him huh

it’s nice that the creator knows him that’s great

aww people are betting over him :(

okay im mad at the creator again

wow thats when you know the creator doesnt care coz he’s planning to create a storm wow

wow to just keep this lie

ayan gago ampota

“he was born in front of the live audience!” wow christof!! that was my first thought, if he wasn’t going to make a child, he’s gonna die. what kind of sick person is this.

wow the creator is really committing murder

the show was unethical in the first place, now they’re killing him

wow, i hope he goes to hell or if not

i hope he goes to prison in this show

i knew he was ready to die when he was talking about death with the insurance company thingy on the phone

there’s an edge i love it

and i feel so sad for truman damn

this is inhumane.

no wonder our prof for philisophy decided to make us watch this

that’s a beautiful shot i don’t get why this didn’t win best picture if im being honest

the one with the sea and the horizon as the wall

fucking kill him bro

“you never had a camera in my head”

you watched him die. didn’t you see that?

nice. go truman!

but everyone was rooting for him???

im confused?????????

that scene with the two people watching and was like “what else is on” damn im ready to die

someone as significant as him can be forgotten like that?

idk but theres a feeling that i wanted something more for the ending, but for a movie that was release in 1998 that was really good

#beigedrafts #the truman show

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The Lone Wolf

Masterlist // 02

Warnings: Swearing, Canon-typical violence

Word Count: 4k

The door slides open and I shift back, startled.

I hear a man's voice as I sit up, "Had to put a little coffee in him...," the door slams and Scott wakes up, "but he should be good."

"You got coffee without me Wanda?" I growl, standing up, my eyes burning at the sudden light, "You really are a witch."

Scott gets out of the van and I follow behind him.

"What time zone is this?" he groans.

"Come on," the blond man I heard speak before says before lightly pushing us both away from the van, "Come on."

Scott then steps forward, realizing that standing before him is Captain Steve Rogers. Which is cool I guess, I mean he's an avenger, he fought in world war two, he fought aliens, he fought robots. He fought leis.

(With him)

He begins shaking Rogers's hand vigorously, before speaking in disbelief, "Captain America."

"Mr. Lang," Rogers replies, making Scott begin to fanboy a bit.

"It's an honor. I'm shaking your hand too long," he realizes, before dropping him hand to look at everyone. "Wow! This is awesome!"

He points at Rogers, smiling, "Captain America," he says, realizing he's looking at Wanda, "I know you, too. You're great!"

He then looks back at the Captain with a grin on his face, choosing to then, for some reason, grope his biceps, "Jeez."

The captain looks over his should to the Falcon for a second, possibly regretting his decisions. Scott then continues his rambles.

"Ah, look, I wanna say, I know you know a lot of super people, so...thinks for thanking of me."

Really? Wow- really? He's on the team? I'm glad I decided to come because no offense to Scott, but he's a bit of a plonker.

Scott then looks to who I assume is Falcon, pointing, "Hey, man!"

"What's up, Tic Tac?" Falcon quips, they must know each other already.

Scott seems a bit more hesitant now, "Uh, good to see you. Look, what happened last time when I..."

Wilson interrupts, "It was a great audition, but it'll," he laughs, "it'll never happen again."

Someone seems to finally notice me when Rogers nods to me, "Hey Wanda, who's this?"

"Fianna MacBhfloscaidh at your service," I smirk, holding my hand out for him to shake. He gets a simple up down before I let go, not wanting to be even close to a repeat of Lang.

"And what do you do?" Falcon asks.

"I'm a hyper sentient lycanthrope with the ability to transfigure from a homo sapien to a canis lupus," I reply.

"You what?" Scott asks, tilting his head like a confused puppy.

"I'm basically a werewolf with complete control over when I shift and how I act," I explain.

"Okay..." Rogers says, probably still a bit confused. But he moves on nonetheless, "They tell you what we're up against?"

"Something about some psycho-assassins?" Scott says, saying it more as a question.

"And possibly some of your own team," I add on.

Rogers nods, "We're outside the law on this one. So if you come with us, you're wanted people."

Scott shrugs, "Yeah, well, what else is new?"

When Rogers looks at me I simply grin, "Yeah, well it's always nice to be wanted."

"Fianna, not by police," Wanda scolds and I smirk at her.

The Captain shakes his head at me, though I can tell he's amused.

"We should get moving," a long-haired guy in the back pipes up. I didn't even realize he was there.

"'Got a chopper lined up," the blond who let us out the van chimes in.

Before anyone can respond the airport PA begins to sound some sirens before a man speaks through it in German. I'm just able to make out what he's saying.

"They're evacuating the airport," long haired man informs those who don't speak German.

"Stark," Falcon says, but we all been knew.

"Stark?" Scott questions, well maybe not all.

Rogers pauses for a second before telling us to suit up.

Wanda takes my hand and pulls me to her, "This is going to be a rough fight, Volchitsa, but not the one we're preparing for. Don't waste your energy, and don't get knocked around too much."

(She-wolf)

"I can't handle myself Wanda, it's you I'm worried about," I say as she loosens her grip.

"You know that I have this, right?" she asks sarcastically, allowing a red orb of magic dance along her fingers.

"And you know I have this, right?" I mock back, turning my nails to claws.

"I guess we can both hold our own," Wanda says.

"But that doesn't mean we don't have each other's backs," I say, turning my claws back to nail.

"Of course, I watch your back, you watch mine."

"Good, because I can't lose you. We already lost him, we can't lose each other. ...We're gonna stay in contact after this, right? Because I need you in my life."

"We'll definitely stay in contact malen'kiy. I need you just as much as you need me."

(Little)

With that I put on my green face mask and prepare to kick Avenger Ass.

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I'm in the terminal with Falcon and the long-haired dude, who turns out to have a metal arm, which is pretty cool.

"So," I begin, "Do you guys have names or am I gonny be calling yous metal arm and falcon?"

"Sam," Falcon divulges.

"Bucky," long-haired dude discloses.

"Okay, cool. I'm Fianna, but you already know that..." I trail off, "Where are we at with the Quinjet?"

"Still looking," Sam says, still scrolling on the little iPad on his arm, I don't really know what it is.

"We found it," Sam then announces over the comms, "Their Quinjet's in hangar five, north runway."

After that announcement the three of us start sprinting down the terminal. Well I say sprinting, Sam and I were sprinting, Bucky was going about it as if it's a light jog. That would make sense if he's somehow Bucky Barnes, super soldier from WWII which is what I've pieced together. But what do I know? I'm a kid who's just along for the ride.

We're running along when there's a thud on the glass roof above us. I'm not sure what it is, but there's something red and blue crawling along it.

"What the hell is that?" Bucky asks.

"No clue," I retort.

"Everyone's got a gimmick now," Sam grumbles.

We keep running until this guy smashes through the glass and kicks Sam to the side, I throw a couple punches at him before he pushes me away. I slide for a second before stopping myself and standing up, by this point Bucky is already handling it, he throws a punch that the guy stops.

He pulls it to the side a bit before saying, "You have a metal arm? That is awesome, dude."

Wow, clearly he's just a kid. A nerdy kid.

Sam takes his surprise as a chance to grab him and fly away.

"You good?" Bucky asks me.

"I'm fine," I assure, "You?"

"Gonna take more than a kid in tights for me."

With that we start running after Sam and the guy, who is putting his hand on Sam's mouth saying, "You have the right to remain silent!"

Sam lets go of him and flies away but the kid thwips out some kind of string to keep himself in the air. He keeps chasing Sam while Bucky and I tail them both.

The kid is thwipping this string all over the place as he goes after Sam, Sam shooting behind him every few seconds to try and get rid of him. He lands for a second and Bucky takes this as an opportunity to throw a big sign at him and we then hide behind a pillar.

I brave a look and Bucky is just quick enough to pull me back as the kid throws the sign back, quipping, "Hey buddy, I think you lost this!"

Sam does a flying kick to knock the kid off his perch which works. For about two seconds, then the kid thwips out his string and then throws some of it on Sam's wings, causing them to fail and Sam to go crashing through a kiosk-like thing.

The kid immediately has Sam... I think webbed would be the right word, to a railing while he sticks to the side of a pillar. Bucky and I begin to catch up with them when I hear the kid begin to geek out again.

"Those wings carbon fiber?" he asks.

"Is this stuff coming out of you?" Sam retorts, which is a fair question, if not a gross one.

Instead of answering the kid continues his rambling, "That would explain the rigidity-flexibility ratio which, gotta say, that's awesome, man."

This kid is super inexperienced, judging by his conversations, rambling, and just sitting on his ass during a fight.

"I don't know if you've been in a fight before but there's usually not this much talking," Sam puts an end to his tangent.

"All right, sorry. My bad," the kid says, swinging himself at Sam as Bucky and I try to shield Sam. This leads to us crashing through the glass railing and falling to the floor.

"Ahh, you prick!" I complain as he webs my arms to the floor.

He then, annoyingly, begins monologuing again, "Guys, look, I'd love to keep this up, but I've only got one job here today and I gotta impress Mr. Stark, so, I'm really sorry."

Just as he's about to web us up even more Redwing, Sam's little drone, latches onto him and pulls him through a window and far from us.

"You couldn't have done that earlier?" Bucky askes, annoyed.

After a beat, Sam responds, "I hate you."

"God, are all the Avengers kids?" I sigh, turning my nails to claws and getting the stupid webbing off of my arms before turning to the other two.

"No, just him. And he's not even an Avenger, god knows where Stark picked him up," Sam tells me.

"Wait, how'd you get out of this shit?" Bucky asks me.

"These," I reply, showing my claws before tearing the webs from him and Sam. "Now let's get back to the others."

We keep running and link up with the others, all running towards the Quinjet.

"Come on!" Steve yells, we're almost there when a yellow laser makes a large crack in the ground in front of us. We look up and see a maroon person, I believe his name is Vision.

"Captain Rogers, I know you believe what you're doing is right. But for the collective good, you must surrender now." He announces.

Does he think that Steve's just gonna say, 'Oh, well the red guy said it, so that's what I'm gonna do!' or something? Because that is crazy.

And, with the help of Vision's stalling the whole Iron gang gets together opposite us. Stark and Romanoff already there, Vision slowly descending, Iron Patriot flying in with someone in some gothic Hello Kitty getup, and finally the Spider-Child swings in.

"What do we do, Cap?" Sam asks.

"We fight," Steve says monotone. Clearly these guys don't want to fight their friends, but me? I've got no ties to the other team, I'm not gonna go easy on anyone.

We start walking towards them and Romanoff seems hesitant, "This is gonna end well," she says sarcastically before the other team starts towards us too.

We start to pick up the pace a bit and the other team mirrors, but the Spider-Kid isn't confident in himself, pointing out the obvious, "They're not stopping."

Stark lays it out to him simply, "Neither are we."

Everyone kind of pairs off, fighting a single person and I seem to be a bit out of place. Because of this I decide to team up with Scott, who's briefly fighting Black Widow... yeah, he'll need the help.

Scott is trying to dodge and throw punches and so while she's distracted I try to go for a kick to her side. She sees this and counters, grabbing my leg and throwing me sideways. I land on all fours and quickly scramble to my feet as Clint begins to fight Romanoff which is clearly a better match.

Not knowing where to go I choose to follow Cap and fight the Spiderling and I'm just in time to see Cap slice a web with his shield. The kid decides to throw in his 2 cents when Cap puts his shield back on his arm.

"That thing does not obey the laws of physics at all," he laments.

"Look, kid, there's a lot going on here that you don't understand," Cap tries to reason.

"What and she does?" he points to me.

"That's not the point, a pháiste," I roll my eyes, "Stark has you confused about the stakes here."

(Child)

"Mr. Stark said you'd say that," the kid reveals before shooting webbing at Steve's shield and leg, pulling him so that he falls, then showing at Steve's arms to pull him closer before kicking him in the face.

I run to the shield, picking it up as the Spider continues, "He also said to go for your legs."

Before I can hand the shield to Steve, the kid webs up his hands, pulling back and they both strain in the tug-of-war. Steve uses this to his advantage as he turns around and pulls him away. I hand Steve the shield and he hides behind it for a second as the boy tries to grab it again with his webs. Instead, I grab the webbing and pull him towards us and Steve hits him bang on the head with his shield. The kid scampers away, again trying to get the high ground as he gets on top of a boarding tunnel.

"Stark tell you anything else?" Steve teases.

"That you're wrong. You think you're right. That makes you dangerous," the teen shrugs before attaching a web to the top of the boarding tunnel and swings down, trying to web us up again. The Captain kicks him back into a pillar with a wheel under, part of the boarding tunnel, and the kid falls.

"Guess he has a point," Cap shrugs, throwing his shield at the pillar and it breaks, making the tunnel fall and nearly crush the kid before he catches it.

The kids struggles with the tunnel as Steve says, "You got heart, kid. Where you from?"

"Queens," is what the breathless teen gasps out.

Steve smirks at the kid, "Brooklyn," he shares before running off. I look at the struggling kid for a second, about to run off too before my morals get the better of me. Stupid morals.

I go to the edge of the tunnel and hold it up for the kid to get out, he look at me and the eyes of his mask widen a bit. I roll my eyes at him.

"Come on, I don't have all day," I sigh, and his hesitance disappears. He scrambles out and I drop the tunnel.

He gives me a quick once over before blurting, "Wow you're really strong."

"Yeah, guess I am."

"Why are you helping them?" he takes me by surprise.

"Why are you helping them?" I counter.

"I got an identity to keep secret. Besides, I needed an upgrade," he tells me, no hesitation.

I look at him for a second, "Family takes care of family."

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asks.

"Means this isn't my fight, but I'm gonna fight it anyway," I then walk up to him, my face a foot away from his. "And I'm real helpful in this fight."

"Why's that?"

"I know your weakness."

"Oh yeah? And what is it?" he asks confidently, even though I can see through his tough guy façade.

"It's something your precious 'Mr. Stark' forgot," I say, batting my eyelashes, "You're a teenage boy, Spider-kid."

I lower my face mask and kiss the cheek of his mask. I smirk at him, walking away backwards, winking before turning around and sprinting towards the fight. I pull up my face mask over my nose and when I get to there I hide with Steve and Bucky.

"We gotta go, that guy's probably in Siberia by now," Bucky tells Steve, finally cluing me in on where our final destination is.

"We gotta draw out the flyers," Steve automatically takes charge, "I'll take Vision, you get to the jet."

"No," Sam protests, "you get to the jet!" he demands Steve, "Both of you! The rest of us aren't getting out of here."

"As much as I hate to admit it, if we're gonna win this one, some of us might have to lose it," Clint agrees.

"This isn't the real fight, Steve," Sam continues.

Steve looks at me expectantly, but I shake my head, "Steve, this isn't the fight we have to win, only you do. We'll be fine."

"All right, Sam. What's the play?" he gives in to out pleas.

"We need a diversion. Something big," Sam says. So turns out we don't have a plan. We have a concept. Could be worse, I guess.

"I got something kinda big," Scott tells us, "But I can't hold it very long. On my signal, run like hell. And if I tear myself in half, don't come back for me."

Bucky looks at us in bafflement, "He's gonna tear himself in half?"

"You sure about this, Scott?" Steve ignores his friend.

"I do it all the time," Scott says, before immediately backpedaling, "I mean, once. In a lab. Then I passed out."

I'm really starting to doubt this plan but there's no time because I hear Scott chanting and then a loud grunting noise. When I look for the source I'm in shock.

"Holy shit!" I yell because Ant-Man just turned into Giant-Man.

Or as Iron Patriot says is, "Okay, tiny dude is big now. He's big now."

Everyone kinda slowly comes out of their hiding place to watch this craziness.

"Guess that's the signal," Steve says.

"Way to go Tic Tac!" Sam praises and Scott waves around War Machine as he attempts to distract the Team Iron.

"Give me back my Rhodey," Stark says sternly before Sam sends a flying kick his way and Scott throws Rhodes away without a second thought.

I run with Steve and Bucky, if only so that I can offer them a few seconds more of time in case someone chases them. While I'm running with them Scott breaks off the wing of a plane, throwing it at Stark.

"Okay, anybody on our side hiding any shocking and fantastic abilities they'd like to disclose? I'm open to suggestions," Stark quips, clearly on edge about Ant-man's ability to grow that big.

I look to Steve and Bucky before deciding that this was the moment I needed to give them cover, because what distraction isn't complete without another distraction to make sure it's completely working.

"Not exactly on your side Stark, but I'll volunteer as tribute," I snark, shifting to a wolf.

'Let me handle this one Lu. But any useful advice will be appreciated,' I think.

'You've got it, Boss,' Lu responds.

"Okay, uh, can someone handle the wolf girl? Vision? Underoos? Anyone?" Stark asks in desperation, hoping there was a free hand available to take me on.

T'Challa begins to make his way to Bucky when Scott stands in his way, "You wanna get to them? You gotta go through me," Scott says.

Scott then kicks and completely destroys the massive wooden crates that T'Challa was standing on. He falls to the ground and Scott begins to grab at him when he starts getting shot at by War Machine's blaster things, the Spider-boy swinging behind him attached with a web.

The spider hero snaps his webbing before latching another onto Scott, wrapping it around the giant's arm and kicking him in the face. I'm unsure of how to help so I become Scott's defense on the ground, anyone slips by him or attacks from below, I'll handle them.

Rhodes is hit and drops onto a piece of equipment, causing him to start shooting at Scott again. I take this as a chance to run towards him, tackling him away as Scott decides to crush the thing he was perched on.

Rhodes flies away and the spider thing just acts as a complete pest, climbing around Scott's helmet distracting him until Vision pushes into him, making Scott lean on the plane behind him for support. I shift back as he steadies himself and tries to snatch Vision when he just becomes intangible and floats through Scott.

"Something just flew in me!" Scott yells.

Vision uses his laser beam to make a support tower collapse, thus trying to seal the entrance to the hangar, but Wanda uses her powers to hold it up for as long as he can.

"You got this Wanda!" I encourage, but War Machine shoots a sonar beam towards her, making her overlook her powers and clutch her ears.

"You prick!" I yell at him, running to her aid, but she ushers me away, urging me to continue to fight.

I dash back to the fight where three flyers circle Scott.

"Hey, guys, you ever see that really old movie, Empire Strikes Back?" The Spider-Teen asks as he avoids Ant-Man's attempts to grab him.

"Jesus, Tony, how old is this guy?" Rhodes asks.

"I don't know I didn't carbon-date him," Stark admits, "He's on the young side."

Well if that isn't the understatement of the year.

I try to swipe at the arachnid superhero as he swings low, but he evades my claws.

"You know the part where they're on the snow planet," he means Hoth, "with the walking thingies?" he means the AT-ATs. What? I know my Star Wars. Shut up!

I catch his drift seconds too late as he's already tangled Scott's legs. Shit, I don't usually deal with this shit.

"Maybe the kid's onto something," Stark ponders.

"High now, Tony. Go high," Rhodes yells. They go through with the plan and all I can do is run back, I can't stop it from working but I can stop myself from getting crushed.

They're plan works but the Teenage Mutant Nerdy Spider gets whacked by Scott's hand which sends him flying. In another moment of moral transparency I rush to where he's falling and catch him.

Damn... guess he's falling for me already.

I run a little further away from the fight and lay him down as Scott transforms back into regular size man, asking if anyone has any orange slices. I look at the boy I saved, shaking my head before rushing aside a bit so that I can deal with the wave of pain I feel coming on.

Stark flies down to the spider, turning him before catching the hands the the boy tries to throw.

"Same side. Guess who. Hi. It's me," Stark snarks as the kid calms himself.

"Aw, hey man," the kid gasps. "That was scary. Yeah."

"You're done, all right?" Stark confirms, "You did a good job. Stay down."

"What? I'm good, I'm fine," the boy assures at the same time.

"Stay down," Stark repeats.

"No, it's good I gotta get him back," the teen complains.

"You're going home, or I'll call Aunt May!" Stark threatens, "You're done."

"Wait," the teen doesn't give up as the armored man flies away, "Mr. Stark, wait," he groans, trying to stand, "I'm not done. I'm not...," he stumbles, "Okay, I'm done. I'm done."

#peter parker x oc #peter parker x reader #spiderman x oc #spiderman x reader #peter parker #fianna macbhfloscaidh #the lone wolf #the lupine saga #nyx writes #jynx writes #pyre writes

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A Very Potter Sequel (Rewatch #3, 9/23/2020)

YouTube publish date: July 22, 2010 [three years and a day from the book release of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows]

Number of views on date of rewatch: 4, 850, 972

Original Performance Run: May 14-16, 2010

Ticket price: Free! And available via email reservations! (because of parody-legality things) [x]

Director: Matt Lang

Music and Lyrics: Darren Criss

Book: Brian Holden, Matt Lang, and Nick Lang

Cast album price and availability: $9.99, on Bandcamp (x) and iTunes

Release date: 8/3/2010

Parody or original: a very original sequel parody (parodies Sorcerer’s Stone, Prisoner of Azkaban, and Order of the Phoenix specifically while incorporating other elements of the Potter books, movies, and various other pop culture references)

Main cast and characters

Harry - Darren Criss

Ron - Joey Richter

Hermione - Bonnie Grueson

Draco - Lauren Lopez

Snape - Joe Moses

Dumbledore - Dylan Saunders

Umbridge - Joe Walker

Lupin - Brian Holden

Sirius - Nicholas Straus

Lucius Malfoy - Tyler Brunsman

Yaxley - Corey Dorris

Musical numbers

Act I

*all music and lyrics by Darren Criss

“Not Over Yet” Characters: Lucius, Yaxley, and Death Eaters

“Harry Freakin’ Potter” Characters: Ron Weasley, Rita Skeeter, Harry, and Hogwarts Students

“To Have A Home” Characters: Harry

“Hermione Can’t Draw/Lupin Can’t Sing” Characters: Harry and Hogwarts Students

“The Coolest Girl” Characters: Hermione

“Gettin’ Along” Characters: Dumbledore and Umbridge

“Let The Games Begin” Characters: Company

“Those Voices” Characters: Harry, Sirius, James, and Lily

Act II

“Guys Like Potter” Characters: Lucius and Snape

“Stutter” Characters: Umbridge

“No Way” Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco

“Days of Summer/Back to Hogwarts” Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco, and Company

Notable Notes:

The entire filmed version of AVPS premiered at the Harry Potter convention, Infinitus, which is one of (if not, the first) convention that StarKid officially attended as guests

A Very Starkid Album, which includes many songs from AVPS as well as the Darren Criss solo versions of “Ready to Go” and “Even Though” from Me and My Dick, debuted as #14 on iTunes Top Pop Album charts when it was released, earning a spot higher than Glee and Lady Gaga, whose albums were placed at #31 and #29, respectively (x)

Cultural Context: 2010

Hurt Locker wins Best Film at the Critics’ Choice Awards

The Winter Olympics happen in Vancouver

Matt Smith has his first appearance as the 11th Doctor on Doctor Who

Iron Man 2 opens on April 26th

One Direction is formed on X Factor

California’s Prop 8, banning same-sex marriage in California, is overturned

The global outbreak of the Swine Flu is still ongoing

Content Analysis:

There are a two things that stuck with me the most while watching AVPS for the umpteenth time that I could not stop thinking about:

1. each character portrayed in the show shows off each actor’s comedic strengths perfectly, and

2. despite not every single creative team member having a musical theatre specific formal education, growing up in and around musical theatre made the team more aware of the intrinsic musical theatre characteristics and formulas that aid a work like this in its success.

The first point should be somewhat obvious to those who have watched the show and are fans of the original source content, both book and movie universes. I cannot sing the praises of Lauren Lopez and Joey Richter’s comedic timing enough! I have no words for how incredible their performances are. Darren Criss’ performance is charming as always. Joe Walker as Umbridge is absolutely hilarious - StarKid’s comfortability with performing in drag is something I really admire that not a lot of productions can successfully pull off. I’d like to give a special nod to Tyler Brunsman as Lucius Malfoy who honored Lopez’s physicality as Draco perfectly while still making the overdramatic poses and gestures a trait that is the character’s own. Overall, 10/10 love the performances.

Now for the music. Darren Criss has an extensive background in musical theatre and theatre in general, so it isn’t surprising that he was able to make music that worked so well for a musical that he helped create. However, there are certain things about musical theatre that a person can’t learn via formal education and experience in professional settings. A lot of musical theatre (I’d say all of it, but that wouldn’t be giving professionals enough credit) is simply trial and error. While the loose idea of book-and-lyric/dialogue, song, and dance musical theatre has existed for over one hundred and fifty years (historians often attribute the first musical to The Black Crook which debuted in New York City in 1866), the modern-day formula for musical theatre was perfected, though by all means not invented, by Rodgers and Hammerstein in the 1940s with Oklahoma! They are often credited for creating the traditional musical theatre plot formula and song types that were used almost exclusively in the Golden Age of musical theatre in the 1950s, and are still commonly seen today, even with more experimental and non-traditional pieces.

Like how the Hero’s Journey in literature is so commonly used and reused over and over in different mediums and genres, even in theatre, there are certain types of songs that are traditionally used for servicing a musical’s plot and character development. A classic example of this would be the “I Want” song, such as ‘The Wizard and I’ from Wicked or ‘Something’s Coming’ in West Side Story. In A Very Potter Sequel, the “I Want” song is ‘To Have A Home’. Another common song trope in large cast musicals with one specific lead is something I like to call the “Hero’s Welcome” song, though I’m not sure if that phrase is the proper term for what I’m talking about. An example of this type of song is ‘My Shot’ from Hamilton or, in this case, ‘Harry Freakin’ Potter’. A personal favorite of mine is the “Jilted Lovers” song, like ‘Take Back Your Mink’ from Guys and Dolls and ‘Stutter’, from this show.

Anyone who is familiar with musicals, and particularly musical comedies, would recognize these kinds of songs and the roles that they serve in their specific productions, but the reason why it’s so hard to write successful musicals is because not every song a person writes for a specific part of a show fits the rights tone or follows the more traditional type of song seen in previous musicals that follow a similar plot structure of character introduction, conflict introduction, rising action, climax, and resolution (with a happy ending for a musical comedy). Yet Darren Criss, who was in his early twenties at the time, executes it so very well.

Even in the character performances, actors use very specific gestures and intonations when delivering a line or performing an action that the audience immediately knows the intentions of, because that delivery is so commonly used in whatever instance is being performed. One that immediately comes to mind is the scene in which Umbridge discusses the dorm rules with the girls. While explaining the cruel and unfair treatment the world gives for girls who aren’t as pretty and perfect as Cho Chang, Umbridge says,

“Because that’s just the way the world works for frumpy little turds like us! I mean…

*Umbridge stiffens with realization, then turns her neck in a very jilted fashion towards the girls*

Like you”

It’s the neck action that does it for me. I don’t know how or when that performative gesture became a physical symbol indicative of aggressive mental instability, but the media consumer inside of me knows that gesture is what is meant to be done at that moment in time to convey the threat Umbridge represents. And that’s what makes the comedy of StarKid, and the comedy in this production work so well for me. The cast and creative team just get what it means to perform something for an audience, and particularly an audience of fans. And it’s definitely because the cast and creative team are such adamant fans themselves.

#@teamstarkid #team starkid #starkid productions #starkid musicals #starkid #for my independent study #a very potter sequel #a very potter series #a very potter trilogy #avps #musical theatre #musicals

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chierushi · 4 years

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REVIEW: Ang Huling El Bimbo The Musical

TRIGGER WARNING. This should be watched with caution as it contains graphic violence. Spoilers also ahead, so skip if you haven't seen it yet.

It started with a cassette tape being played, which may state that the plot is a creative take solely on the song title. Most Filipinos grew up listening to Eraserheads, both young and old. We have our own stories to be reminded of whenever we hear any of their tracks. I think this notion played a major part to lure the people to see the play. It simply screams nostalgia, with a promise of another tale to take away.

Three friends from college presently pursuing successful but separate lives were brought together to be questioned by the police due to the death of a girl who’re once very close to them. The unfortunate event forces them to deal with their haunting past that they have been putting on hold for years and trying to escape from. The characters and scenes will be represented along with the songs from Eraserheads.

Emman: “Both of you tama na! Wala na kong pakialam kung ano man ‘yang bagahe niyo [o] ano man ‘yang gimik niyo. Ang klaro sakin, kailangan na natin ‘tong gawin: tayong tatlo, sama-sama, for once and for all. Isipin niyo na lang, panahon na. ‘Di ba? Kailangan na.“

Whether things in our life have closure or not, every one of it, every person we know, will affect us one way or another. From here, it was clearly presented that they were running from something, but the details of it was yet to unfold. Slowly, we were brought back to university life of these men. We are treated with short scenes that may or may not have happened to us from that era of our lives, when everything sounds hopeful. All opportunities seemed close and within reach, hence the symbolism of them raising up their hands toward heavens, toward their dreams.

Hector: “Alam mo, tsong, ngayong nandito ka na, lahat magbabago: pananaw mo, kilos mo, pati punto mo.”

Anthony: “Oo nga! Kasi alam mo, Emman, for the first time, we are finally and totally free. Ayan na oh.”

Emman: “Kahit saan ka pumunta, may koneksyon ka pa rin. Sa pamilya mo. Sa bayan mo.”

I particularly love the scene where Anthony (played by Phi Palmos) in the midst of his peers’ blossoming lovelives, remained positive and said, “Eh yung crush ko, malapit na kong...pansinin.” After that, his friends joined him in his enthusiasm.

Pare Ko depicts a man in love, in shambles, and in need of advice. It was shown as a group of (mainly) men doing military drills, an emphasis on masculinity of the song. Nothing else speaks men better than being a soldier. When Anthony sang the bridge, for a moment, we are taken to the vulnerable side of being infatuated, something we rarely see with men. We remember that being in love is a beautiful place, no matter how crazy it gets. From their civil military training, through Officer Banlaoi, the three men got to meet and befriend Joy.

One major flaw of hers was she considered every man her savior. This could be the reason why she didn’t take Banlaoi’s forwardness and acts of service as a red flag, and continued to rely on him even at her expense. “Hanap ko lang naman, ‘Tiyang, katapat at katuwang,” she told ‘Tiyang Dely. “’Yon lang naman pangarap ko sa buhay e: ang makahanap ng magiging mabait sakin,” she told Hector, “Di mo maiintindihan ‘yon kasi ang dami niyong pangarap. Ang dami niyong kayang gawin. Nakakapag-aral kayo. May kinabukasan kayo. Kaya niyong abutin ang lahat. E ako?” As we go along, she will attempt to further her dreams, but her low self-esteem stayed with her. Her friendship with the trio may have ushered her to believe more, but that’s the farthest she got. For her, she’ll never be capable of anything. She ended this dialogue with “Ayoko nang umuwi ng probinsya...habang buhay na lang ako aasa,” a foreshadow of her decision to leave ‘Tiyang Dely alone to go back home in the province.

Andre: “Joy, walang ganoon. Walang tinutulungan lang ng ganoon-ganoon. Palaging may kapalit ‘yon.”

Life is never always fancy. When they sang Wag Kang Matakot to each other, it gave us an assurance that even when matters go downhill, there’s no need to afraid. When the going gets tough, we go through it together.

Finally, we get to the graduation. Their getting in and getting out of the university is freedom. Once again, they raise up their hands, reminding themselves of the goals they are now nearer to than they were before. They invite Joy to Antipolo and see the overlooking view, to bid their farewells to her. This should’ve been a good memory. Graduation should’ve been the symbol of their independence. The horrendous events that transpired after incarcerated them forever, still able to achieve but merely surviving, never at peace.

There was a warning at the beginning of the stream but I guess I didn’t pay attention to it, or maybe it didn’t provided the right amount of caution to its viewers. The rape scene got me immobilized to my seat. It was hard for me to re-watch the whole musical to compose a more elaborate review, especially this scene. I’m actually stalling now, repeatedly bringing to mind that they are professional actors and this is fiction. It’s tempting to mute, but it’s going to be unfair to not see the entirety of it. To play Ang Huling El Bimbo here, while being the better verdict is nonetheless unsettling.

Just as perplexing is the graduation ceremony. Everyone is wearing purple instead of the usual black. The color reminded me of death. Joy bringing garlands to them further echoes this, seeing that this similarly depicts a wake. Another beautifully haunting is them singing With A Smile in various rhythms. 'TIyang Dely was sent back home to province due to bankrupt. She thought she’ll be with Joy, but got fooled by her. Joy held on more to Banlaoi as his sole rescuer after being abandoned by her friends.

‘Tiyang Dely: “Kaya nga kung kaya. Anong kapalit?”

How can they leave their friend just like that? They are traumatized, too, but they’re not the ones who got raped. They kept refusing to talk to her even after years have passed and it’s Joy who kept reaching them out. I understand if they’re blaming themselves for what happened. They wanted to ease their guilt, but to be selfish in this situation is unacceptable. It angered me when the adult Anthony said, “There are just some things you don’t want to go back to, and people you don’t need to remember,” as if that was like any other heartbreak to move on about.

Anthony: “Puta, habang buhay nating dadalhin ‘to e.”

Hector: “Kaya ni Joy ‘yan.”

Emman: “Gago, so balewala na lang?”

Hector: “Ako nang bahala. Kakausapin ko si Joy.”

Emman: “Anong magagawa ‘non?”

Hector: “Sasabihin ko sa kanya na kaya niya ‘to.”

Emman: “E gago ka pala talaga e.”

When Banlaoi pointed a gun at her, she gasped with fear, hands shaking. He then told her, “Ingat ka.” This is the only time that he poised to end her life. She was able to tolerate all the abuses and be under this appalling man as long as he keeps her and her family alive. She thought that she’s still in control, but his gesture said otherwise. This puts her into panic and called Emman, Hector, and Anthony one last time. Got caught in the midst of their personal predicaments, they all cut the phone call, saying they have problems of their own too and don’t need more from other people. While the men were struggling to maintain their posh lives, Joy was fighting for her life.

Hector: “Pag tumatawag siya, di ko alam anong isusumbat niya. I mean, you can’t forget these things.”

Contrary to their belief, the reason why she kept bugging them is because she’s trying to tell them that she’s alright. and they need to worry no more. She doesn’t want them to be victims of the past anymore.

‘Tiyang Dely: “Ni minsan, hindi niya kayo sinisi sa nangyari sa kanya.”

After the news of Joy’s death, they all gathered at the morgue. Banlaoi tried to be of help by giving them money, but ‘Tiyang Dely strongly refused, getting Ligaya at her back and out of his sight. What followed was Hector telling her, “Kami na po bahala sa lahat ng gastos,” stupidly missing the hint earlier. This made ‘Tiyang Dely cry (I mean, come on, dude still hasn’t learned his lesson) saying, “Ganoon na lang ano?”

Ligaya, after mourning for her mother’s death, stopped her tears flowing before facing Anthony, Emman, and Hector. She conversed as if she knows them too well, while they don’t know her at all. The three men promised to take care of her. They lay Joy to her final rest along with their grievances of the past. If only they faced the monster under their beds a little bit earlier, they could’ve gotten it out completely. The guilt may now be bearable, but the fact that they could’ve saved not just Ligaya but also Joy is the hard truth they will be carrying for the rest of the lives.

Awful things aside, Ligaya wearing white signifies hope. She is her mother without the burdens of her past. The ending brings back Hector’s car with their young selves reaching out to heavens, reaching out to their dreams. They are joined atop the car with Joy, who’s noticeably not raising her hands. Ligaya is now with them, dancing like her mother once was.

Other things worth mentioning:

Tindahan ni Aling Nena performance, specifically Anthony’s line “shampoo, toothpaste, toothbrush, noodles...yun lang.”

The not-so-subtle rally for free education in the Pare Ko performance.

Yes. Phi Palmos as Anthony. That’s it. Period.

Gab Pangilinan’s portrayal of Joy is superb! Her vocals is breathtaking. From the time she sang Ligaya, I looked forward to her every appearance. Her transformation from being bubbly to troubled soul after one scene is impressive.

Vic Robinson’s (Andrei) and Joy’s mash-up of Ligaya and Tama Na, then ‘Tiyang Dely enters, singing “Ganiyan ma-inlab”.

Wishing Wells as Emman’s love letter to his girlfriend

Menchu Yulo, who played the adult Joy, didn’t exude distress as Gab Pangilinan had done, and made Joy’s struggles less believable.

Some people have expressed disappointment due to its lack of solution on the pressing social issues. In my opinion, I think it wasn't meant to give an answer. Like any work of art, it made a statement. It just happened that what it said was disturbing. However, it is up to us, who lives in the reality of these characters, to do better accordingly.

We should all see AHEBTM in theaters since some parts aren’t focused due to camera work. I hope that once the pandemic ends, they’ll give this musical another chance on stage.

#ChierushiReviews #anghulingelbimbo #eraserheads #aheb #ahebtm #anghulingelbimbothemusical

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backstagechatter · 4 years

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📜Today I Music History 📜(RHC)

Hello Rockers 🤘 Welcome to Backstage Chatter🤩

What Happened Today In Music:

June 22nd

1956 - Elvis Presley

Elvis Presley started a three-day run playing 10 shows at the Paramount Theater in Atlanta, Georgia. The stage manager was told; “Pull all white lights. Presley works all in color, Presley act has no encore. When he leaves the stage, immediately close curtains.”

1963 - Stevie Wonder

13-year old Stevie Wonder first entered the US singles chart as Little Stevie Wonder with ‘Fingertips Parts One and Two.’ 'Fingertips’ which featured a young Marvin Gaye on drums was the first live, non-studio recording to reach No.1 on the Billboard Pop Singles chart in the United States since Johnny Standley’s 1952 comic monologue 'It’s in the Book’.

1964 - The Beatles

The Beatles played their first ever show in New Zealand at Wellington Town Hall. The local Chief Constable refused a police escort for The Beatles leaving just two policemen to control over 5,000 fans.

1968 - Herb Alpert

Herb Alpert started a four week run at No.1 on the US singles chart with 'This Guys In Love With You’. His first No.1 plus first No.1 for the A&M label and the writer’s Bacharach and David’s first chart topper. A No.3 hit in the UK.

1968 - Rod Stewart

The Jeff Beck group featuring Rod Stewart made their US debut at the Fillmore East, New York.

1968 - Otis Redding

The Otis Redding album Dock Of The Bay went to No.1 in the UK. The posthumously released album, and his sixth studio album contained a number of singles and B-sides dating back to 1965 and one of his best known songs, the posthumous hit (Sittin’ On The Dock) Of The Bay.

1969 - Judy Garland

American singer, actress, Judy Garland, died of a barbiturate overdose aged 47, she was found on the floor of her rented Chelsea home, in London, UK. Made more than two dozen films, played Dorothy in the 1939 film 'Wizard Of Oz’, sang 'Over The Rainbow’ in the film, (voted the 'Song Of The Century’ in a 2001 poll published in America). 1961 US No.1 comeback album 'Judy At Carnegie Hall’.

1970 - Led Zeppelin

Led Zeppelin appeared at Laugardalsholl Hall, Reykjavik, Iceland on the group’s one and only visit to Iceland. It is suggested that Robert Plant was inspired to write the lyrics to 'Immigrant Song’ during this trip.“

1971 - David Bowie

The second Glastonbury Festival in England took place. Held over 5 days to coincide with the summer solstice, (the weather was, for a British 'summer’ very good). Acts who appeared included: Melanie, Quintessence, David Bowie, The Edgar Broughton Band, Pink Fairies, Terry Reid - with David Lyndley and Linda Lewis, Gong, Hawkwind, Arthur Brown, Brinsley Schwarz, Fairport Convention, Family and Traffic. Over 7,000 fans attended the event.

1971 - Joni Mitchell

Joni Mitchell released her fourth studio album Blue. The album is now generally regarded by music critics as one of the greatest albums of all time. In July 2017, Blue was chosen by NPR as the greatest album of all time made by a woman.

1980 - Don McLean

Don McLean had his second UK No.1 single with the Roy Orbison song 'Crying’. The song had been a No.2 US hit for Orbison in July 1961. In 1987, Orbison re-recorded the song as a duet with k.d. lang as part of the soundtrack for the motion picture, Hiding Out. Their collaboration won the Grammy Award.

1981 - Mark Chapman

Mark Chapman pleaded guilty to the charge of murdering John Lennon in 1980. He was later sentenced to 20 years to life.

1985 - Bryan Adams

Bryan Adams started a two week run at No.1 on the US singles chart with 'Heaven’, his first No.1 single, it made No.35 in the UK. The song had been featured in the film 'Night In Heaven’.

1988 - Jesse Ed Davis

American session guitarist Jesse Ed Davis died of a heroin overdose after collapsing in a laundry room in Venice, California, aged 43. Worked with Conway Twitty, The Monkees, John Lennon, Eric Clapton, Leonard Cohen, Keith Moon, Jackson Browne, Steve Miller, Harry Nilsson and Taj Mahal.

1990 - Ry Cooder

Ry Cooder and David Lindley, The Cure, Happy Mondays, Sinead O’Connor, Deacon Blue, De La Soul, Adamski, Blue Aeroplanes, Julian Cope, Del Amitri, Jesus Jones, James and The Pale Saints all appeared on the first day of this years Glastonbury Festival. A three day ticket cost £38.

1992 - Kurt Cobain

Nirvana’s Kurt Cobain was rushed to hospital after a gig in Belfast, Northern Ireland suffering from acute stomach pains brought on by ulcers.

1992 - MC Hammer

Three members of M.C. Hammer’s tour crew were wounded in a drive in shooting incident, three days later Joseph Mack, a dancer in Hammer’s entourage was shot on stage during a concert in Nevada.

1996 - Arthur Ross

The brother of singer Diana Ross, Arthur Ross and his wife were murdered by suffocation in the basement of their rented Detroit home. The badly decomposed bodies were discovered after neighbors complained of a foul odor coming from the house. Two men were later charged with murder and robbery. Arthur Ross had written songs for Marvin Gaye, The Miracles and Madonna.

2002 - The Edge

U2 guitarist 'The Edge’ married his girlfriend of ten years Morleigh Steinberg in Eze in the south of France. The couple first met when she was a belly dancer on the bands Zoo TV tour. Guest’s included Bono, Eurythmics Dave Stewart and Lenny Kravitz.

2003 - Clay Aiken

Clay Aiken, runner-up in the 2003 US American Idol went to No.1 on the US singles chart with 'This Is The Night.’ Luther Vandross was at No.1 on the US album chart with 'Dance With My Father’.

2008 - Coldplay

Coldplay went to No.1 on the UK singles chart with 'Viva La Vida’, their first UK No.1. History was made by this single, as it had no physical CD-single release in the UK, being available by internet download only. The song won a Grammy Award for Song of the Year in 2009.

2011 - Bono

It was reported in the Irish press that Bono’s wandering peahen was causing havoc for some south Dublin residents. The peahen the less spectacular-coloured female partner to a male peacock had arrived in the Ard Mhuire housing estate in Killiney near to where the singer lived. One newspaper ran the headline: "Bono’s cock drives me nuts”. Local woman Susan McKeon said she first noticed the bird at night. “It had a tiny head and a huge body. It was actually quite ugly but I don’t think it’s fully grown.”

2012 - Isle of Wight Festival

MP Andrew Turner called for a review of procedures after thousands of rock fans were delayed for hours heading to the Isle of Wight Festival. After heavy rain cars were unable to park on waterlogged fields - leading to gridlock as about 55,000 people headed to the site. Some fans were stuck in traffic for up to 16 hours on the way to the festival. Elbow, Lana Del Rey, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Bruce Springsteen and Pearl Jam all appeared at this year’s festival.

2013 - Robin Thicke

'Blurred Lines’ by Robin Thicke started a 13 week run at No.1 on the US singles chart. Featuring American rapper T.I. and American singer and producer Pharrell Williams, the video was made in two versions; the first video features models Emily Ratajkowski, Jessi M'Bengue, and Elle Evans being topless, the second features them covered. The topless version of the video was removed from YouTube for violating the site’s terms of service regarding nudity, though it was later restored, but flagged as inappropriate. 'Blurred Lines" peaked at No.1 in 14 countries.

2015 - P Diddy

P Diddy was arrested on suspicion of assault with a deadly weapon in Los Angeles. The alleged incident occurred on the University of California campus where his son was on the football team. The weapon in question was a kettlebell, which is used for weight training. Diddy - whose real name is Sean Combs - was released on $160,000 (£101,000) bail.

2016 - Led Zeppelin

Led Zeppelin singer Robert Plant told a court hearing the 'Stairway To Heaven’ copyright dispute that he had a dim memory of the time the song was written. Plant also said he could not remember meeting the band Spirit, who claimed the band stole their guitar riff for Stairway to Heaven in the 1970s. “I don’t have a recollection of almost anyone I’ve hung out with,” Plant said, causing roars of laughter in the court. The case was brought on behalf of Spirit’s late guitarist, Randy Wolfe. His estate claimed the opening riff of the 1968 song Taurus is fundamentally the same as the iconic opening bars of Stairway to Heaven.

2019 - Elton John

Sir Elton John was awarded France’s highest civilian award, the Legion d'Honneur. The British musician was presented with the award by President Emmanuel Macron during a ceremony at the Élysée Palace. President Macron’s office praised Sir Elton as a “melodic genius” and as one of the first gay artists to give a voice to the LGBT community.

2019 - Jerry Carrigan

American drummer and record producer Jerry Carrigan died age 75. He first achieved widespread recognition by being part of the first wave of the Muscle Shoals Rhythm Section and later as a first-call session musician in Nashville for over three decades. He recorded with Elvis Presley, Johnny Cash, Charlie Rich, Kenny Rogers Jerry Lee Lewis, Ray Stevens and Dolly Parton.

Born Today In Music

June 22nd

1936 - Kris Kristofferson

Kris Kristofferson, musician, actor, and writer, known for such hits as 'Me and Bobby McGee’, 'For the Good Times’, 'Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down’, and 'Help Me Make It Through the Night’. In 1985, Kristofferson joined fellow country artists Waylon Jennings, Willie Nelson and Johnny Cash in forming the country music supergroup The Highwaymen. In 2004, Kristofferson was inducted into the Country Music Hall of Fame.

1944 - Peter Asher

Peter Asher, Peter &Gordon, who had the 1964 UK & US No.1 single 'World Without Love’, written by Lennon & McCartney. Asher was a producer and Head of Apple Records in late 60s and went on to become James Taylor and Linda Ronstadt’s manager.

1947 - Howard Kaylan

Howard Kaylan, from the The Turtles who had the US 1967 No.1 single 'Happy Together’ and the 1967 hit 'She’d Rather Be with Me’. He later worked with Frank Zappa, alongside his friend and partner Mark Volman who used the stage names of Flo & Eddie.

1948 - Todd Rundgren

American multi-instrumentalist, singer, songwriter, and record producer Todd Rundgren. Member of Nazz and Utopia. Had the solo 1972 US No.16 & 1973 UK No.36 single 'I Saw The Light’. Rundgren engineered / produced many notable albums for other acts, including The Band’s Stage Fright (1970), Badfinger’s Straight Up (1971), Grand Funk Railroad’s We’re an American Band (1973), the New York Dolls’s New York Dolls (1973), Hall & Oates’s War Babies (1974), Bat Out Of Hell’s Bat Out of Hell (1977).

1949 - Alan Osmond

Alan Osmond from American family group The Osmonds. They had the 1971 US No.1 single 'One Bad Apple’, the 1974 hit 'Crazy Horses’ and the 1974 UK No.1 single 'Love Me For A Reason’. They had their own 1972–1973 Saturday morning cartoon series, The Osmonds, on ABC-TV. The Osmonds have sold over 75 million records world wide.

1949 - Larry Junstrom

Larry Junstrom, a founding member of Lynyrd Skynyrd and longstanding bassist with the band .38 Special. Junstrom played bass with Lynyrd Skynyrd from its formation in 1964 until he was replaced by Leon Wilkeson in 1971. He then joined .38 Special in 1976 with Donnie Van Zant, the younger brother of the Lynyrd Skynyrd frontman Ronnie Van Zant. He died on 6 October 2019 at the age of 70.

1953 - Cyndi Lauper

American singer, songwriter Cyndi Lauper, who had the 1984 US No.1 single 'Time After Time’, and the UK & US No.2 single 'Girls Just Want To Have Fun’, (first recorded in 1979 by American musician Robert Hazard). The song received Grammy Award nominations for Record of the Year and Best Female Pop Vocal Performance.

1956 - Derek Forbes

Derek Forbes, bassist with Scottish rock band, Simple Minds, who had the 1985 US No.1 single 'Don’t You, Forget About Me’, and the 1989 UK No.1 single 'Belfast Child’, plus over 20 other UK Top 40 singles.

1956 - Green Gartside

Green Gartside, singer, songwriter from British band Scritti Politti, who had the 1984 UK No.10 single 'Wood Beez, Pray Like Aretha Franklin’, and the hit 'The Word Girl’, as well as a US Top 20 hit 'Perfect Way’.

1957 - Gary Beers

Gary Beers, bassist from Australian rock band INXS, who had the 1988 UK No.2 & US No.1 single 'Need You Tonight’. Their 1987 album Kick has sold over 10m copies in the US alone and features four Top 10 singles; 'Need You Tonight,’ 'Devil Inside’, 'New Sensation,’ and 'Never Tear Us Apart.’ INXS has sold over 55 million records worldwide.

1959 - Alan Anton

Alan Anton, bassist with Canadian alternative country/blues/folk rock band, Cowboy Junkies.

1961 - Jimmy Somerville

Jimmy Somerville, UK singer, who with Bronski Beat had the 1984 UK No.3 single 'Smalltown Boy’. With British pop duo The Communards had the 1986 UK No.1 single with a cover version of the Thelma Houston hit 'Don’t Leave Me This Way’.

1962 - Ruby Turner

British Jamaican R&B and soul singer, Ruby Turner, who scored the 1987 UK hit single 'I’d Rather Go Blind’. As a session backing vocalist, she has worked with Bryan Ferry, UB40, Steel Pulse, Steve Winwood, Jools Holland and Mick Jagger.

1964 - Bobby Gillespie

Bobby Gillespie, guitar, vocals, from Scottish rock band Primal Scream who had the 1994 UK No.7 single 'Rocks’ and the 1991 UK No.8 album Screamadelica.

1964 - Mike Edwards

Mike Edwards, vocals with English group Jesus Jones who had the 1990 US No.2 hit with 'Right Here Right Now’ and the 1991 UK No.7 single 'International Bright Young Thing’.

1965 - Tom Cunningham

Tom Cunningham, drummer with Scottish band Wet Wet Wet who formed in 1982. They are best known for their 1994 cover of The Troggs’ 1960s hit 'Love Is All Around’, which spent 15 weeks at No.1 on the UK charts.

1970 - Steven Page

Steven Page, guitar, vocals, with Canadian rock band Barenaked Ladies who scored the 1998 US No.1 & UK No.5 single 'One Week’. The group has sold over 15 million records including albums and singles, and were inducted into the Canadian Music Hall of Fame in March of 2018.

1976 - Sally Polihronas

Sally Polihronas, Australian singer from Bardot, winners of the Australian Popstars reality show, who had the 2000 Australian No.1 single ‘Poison’, and 2000 Australian No.1 self-titled album.

1981 - Chris Urbanowicz

Chris Urbanowicz, guitarist, with English rock band The Editors, who had the 2007 UK No.1 album An End Has a Start and earned the band a Brit Awards nomination for best British Band.

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enchantingkittengaditor · 4 years

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The Charmed | 01: Lovely

POV: Olivia Rodriguez

They’d sent a private jet to pick me and one of the other girls up from Australia and Canada respectfully. Over the course of the near 28 hours of the flight, I’d read up on the other three scholarship girls and the school hoping that I’d be able to talk to them about something.

I’d packed everything I could have ever needed from my surfboard to all of my clothes that I could fit into my suitcase. I’d been given a bunch of snacks and mementos from my friends, from Tim Tams and friendship necklaces to vegemite to photos of us when we were younger.

While we were waiting for the final girl at a train station we were chatting about nothing and getting stared at by passers-by for the fact we were sitting in a horse-drawn carriage.

“Wait so you grew up here in London?” Lucy asked the girl who’d been waiting in the carriage when we’d arrived at the airport.

“Yeah but not this side of London. Mainly what I guess people would call the wrong side of the tracks,” Catina responded.

“Would either of you be interested in trying a Tim Tam with your tea and crumpets?” I asked them, pulling out the packet from my backpack.

“What are they?” Lucy asked me.

“They look like Penguins,” Catina said looking at them suspiciously.

“Do you both know why people in the northern hemisphere call snacks after animals?” I asked them.

“I don’t know,” a new voice said. “Hi, I’m Holly. I’m guessing this is the ride to princess charm school?”

“You’ve got the right horse-drawn carriage,” I joked to her, Catina scooting over to allow her to sit next to her.

“Do any of you know anything about Princess Charm School except what’s broadcast?” She asked as the scary security guard placed her bags on the back of the carriage. “I mean what does the public truly know about this place except royalty goes there?”

“I wish I could tell you, my little sister Chloe could answer all of your questions,” Catina spoke up.

“You miss her?” Lucy asked.

“Yeah but this is a chance for a better life for her and my mum. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for her,” Catina said smiling at the thought of her sister.

“She means a lot to you doesn’t she?” Holly asked.

“She’s my whole world. I love her to bits,” She responded.

“That’s really sweet,” Lucy said.

The rest of the trip was like this each of us sharing things about our lives and our families. That was until we saw the gates of the school where we all became silent at the sight.

“Two days ago we were normal teenagers worrying about normal things, and now we’re here at Princess Charm School waiting to meet the next stage of our lives as Lady Royals,” Holly said what we were all thinking inside, “We’re screwed aren’t we?”

“Yup,” we all said in unison staring at the intimidating walls of the school.

POV: Catina Williams

“What should we do?” Lucy piped up after about ten minutes of us just standing in front of the doors too intimidated to go in.

“I think we should go in. People are starting to stare at us. It’s not like we weren’t sticking out before but we definitely are now,” I told them. “On three.” We looked at each other.

“Two,” Lucy said.

“One,” Holly said.

“Now,” we all said, Holly and Olivia pushed the door open as we all stepped forward.

“That was dramatic,” Olivia said, as we burst out laughing.

“Maybe we should try to find someone to help us,” Holly suggested while we looked around in awe.

WROOF! And I’m on the floor.

“Hello! Aren’t you a cute little doggo,” I smile down at the golden retriever that jumped on me, causing me to fall on the floor. “Prince is that your name buddy.”

“You must be the scholarship girls. We don’t usually find our future lady royals sprawled on the floor,” A shortish brunette lady said.

“I’m so sorry, he’s just so energetic and sociable,” I said getting up and brushing myself off.

“Not usually. He’s always quite shy. Go lie down, Prince! Welcome to Princess Charm School, ladies. I’m Danielle Anderson, and I’m the headmistress here.” She said as we started moving.

“Thank you it’s an honour,” Lucy spoke up for all of us as we stepped in unison.

“Shall I take you to your locker?” she asked us as we kept moving forward, “Princess Charm School was founded on the principals of building young ladies with character and confidence. Preparing them for royal life, for nearly six centuries. Some of our notable graduates include Princess Diana, the six wives of King Henry VIII and Queen Elizabeth.

“In fact, we were founded by Catalina de Aragon as she believed in the education of women at least to the extent this school offered at the time. The lottery began in 1952, it was one of Queen Elizabeth’s first acts as queen. So that normal girls like you could have the chance to improve their social standing and help their families.”

“Wow! This is incredible,” Lucy said spinning, “I can’t wait till we’re all Lady Royals and live in castles!”

“Ah. You all know that only 27% of the lottery girls make it through to graduation each year. Do you all have what it takes?” She asked.

“I think we all do,” Holly said looking at each of us as she said it.

“Good. Ahh, here they are. Here are your lockers and three of your personal princess assistants. Where’s Grace?” she asked as we looked at the fairies in front of us.

“Catina Williams? I’m looking for Catina Williams,” a pink flying fairy said before she hit me with a cupcake.

“Hi. You must be Grace, I’m Catina Williams,” I said catching the fairy as she fell.

“At your service? You want a change of clothes?” the fairy asked

“Sure,” I told her, unsure of what was going to happen.

POV: Lucy Davis

“Time for a locker tour!” the orange fairy said. “It has everything a princess student needs. Books, pens, paper, makeup mirrors, sparkle purse collection and of course, emergency pumps! Then, we’ve got your beauty supplies. Jewel-encrusted hairbrush, shiny lipstick… Oh, I love this perfume!”

“Slow down, maybe we should introduce ourselves first. I’m Harmony, I’m Olivia’s assistant,” The purple fairy said, “This is Caprice, she’s Lucy’s assistant,” she pointed to the blue fairy, “This is Rina, she’s Holly’s assistant,” pointing to the purple fairy this time, “And you’ve all meet Grace, she’s Catina’s assistant as you may have gathered.” They all waved as we waved back.

“OK, do you want us to help you with your bags and show you your dorm, your roommates are already there,” said Caprice.

“Sure let’s go,” I said, “So who are our roommates?”

“Princess Sophie of Maurya and Princess Naomi of Van Lang. They were the only princesses who wanted the scholarship kids, sorry,” Rina said as she directed us to our dorms.

“You’re next to each other. In adjoining rooms actually,” Caprice said as she tried to push open a door.

“Let me help,” I said pushing the door open.

“This place is incredible,” Olivia said staring at the room.

“You must be our new roommates,” a girl said coming from one of the two adjoining rooms, “I’m Sophie and that’s Naomi, she’s currently editing her music. I’m sorry I don’t know your names, well I do but not to the faces.”

“I guess I’ll introduce us,” I said to them as Sophie got Naomi to pay attention, “I’m Lucy, I’m from Canada. The one with the crazy hair is Holly, from Oxford. The brunette’s Olivia, from Australia. And then goldie locks is Catina and she’s actually from London.”

“Hi,” Catina said offering her hand form them to shake, “Call me Cat if you want. Can I ask which room are we each in?”

“I think Cat and Holly are with me and you two are with Naomi. I can show you where you can put your stuff away and find your uniform, we have to be at the opening assembly in 5 minutes.”

They walked into the room on the right of the small living room between the two rooms. While we walked into the other one.

Once we were finished getting changed into our uniforms we had to run toward the pavilion where the assembly was being held, grabbing the last seats at the back.

“You guys need your training tiara’s,” one of the older girls said passing us each a very plain tiara. “Don’t lose them. Angela is a devil about keeping them, you don’t you’ll get detention for the rest of the year. Take it from me, I lost mine in my first year. I’m a scholarship kid too. These guys’ parents can afford to replace them ours can’t, trust me on that one.”

“Thank you,” we said in unison to her turning our attention towards headmistress Anderson and Dame Jones on the stage.

POV: Holly Smith

“Welcome, students. And dogs. Tonight, you begin the greatest challenge of your life. Training to be a princess or lady royal. The most important jobs in the realm. Don’t get too used to them. Only those that succeed this year will earn more realistic ones. Fail as a princess-in-training and you will lose that privilege forever. We have very high expectations of you. Everyone must attend every class on time and in uniform. And your grades must be excellent! That said, I believe every one of you has princess talent inside of them. Work hard and you will succeed,” She said before Dame Jones coughed, “ I’m so sorry, Dame Devon. Do you have a nasty little tickle in your throat there? Would you like a glass of water?”

“I want a proper introduction!” she responded to headmistress Anderson.

“Of course. Students, Dame Anderson, everyone,” Headmistress Anderson said to all of us.

“I have an earth-shattering announcement!! This will be my last year group I teach here at PCS, before I- Uh, I mean, my daughter- becomes Queen of Magna! No, no. Hold back your tears! Miss Anderson will take over my classes in her own, little way for all future generations,” She said while Miss Anderson rolled her eyes in the background, “Of course, no one knows the royal life as I do. I’ve lived at the palace ever since my dear sister Queen Isabella and her family died. And it has been my pleasure greatly.”

“IF they died! Do you know the legend?” Naomi said to us.

“What legend?” We asked in sync.

“There is a legend that Queen Isabella and her family didn’t all die in that accident,” Sophie said to us.

“And so I welcome you all to Princess Charm School. May your time be magical!” Dame Anderson finished.

“Alright, everyone! Curtsies to all then it’s time for bed!” Headmistress Anderson said to everyone.

“Favourite legend about Queen Isabella and her family? Go!” Naomi said.

“I don’t know any,” Cat responded for all of us.

“So missing out! Sophie, go!” Naomi said.

“My fave’s a simple one. Magna’s magical crown,” Sophie said.

“Mine too,” Lucy said, “It’s the only one I know.”

Just as we finished talking the bell rang and we walked back to our rooms for the night.

“So do four want to unpack or find out more about the legend of the royal family of Magna?” Naomi asked us once we got back to our room.

“I’m going to unpack and call my mum before I go to bed,” Cat told us.

“Well I for one want to know more about these legends,” Lucy said sitting down.

“Me too,” Olivia said sitting down.

“Cool, see you tomorrow Cat,” Lucy said waving to Cat before we disappeared into our room for Cat to call her family and me to call my mine while we unpacked all of our worldly possessions into our small room and closet while chatting with the people that mean the most to us and each other.

POV: Buzzfeed Unsolved Video

“That was their first night at Princess Charm School from their new book but the majority of our story takes place in their second year and the discovery that has lead one of our old Unsolved mysteries to be solved, which is what we’re going to be talking today,” Ryan said to Shane who was playing with his pencil.

“Wait, one of our unsolved mysteries got solved?”

“Yeah. It was, by six 17-year-olds who attended the PCS in London, England.”

“Wait they solved it and we couldn’t?”

“I think the biggest mystery is how Interpol didn’t.”

“I mean that is a big mystery. Like they get paid to do this and actually solve them and they got beat by six teenagers who attend a school for Princesses.”

“I mean four of them were scholarship kids and they did have the help of two teachers and some of the best facilities in the world and labs.”

“This is just bizarre. Please continue with this.”

“Is it more bizarre than ghosts and demons?”

“No. But it’s up there.”

“You think that the fact six teens solved this is crazier than ghosts existing?”

“Yes, Ryan.”

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harliequeen · 4 years

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Annyeong chingus! It's been a while since I logged a blog here. Anyways! Kdrama is not new! Been hyped to the fever again since 2017. And since then... my oppa list goes on... Ommmooooo they're already 10. HAHA kasya pa sa heart ko ah.

Without further ado, here are my 10 boyfriends in another nation.. My Imagination 😆

1. Lee Min Ho - first love ko, probably 1st love ng lahat. First knew him at Boys Over Flowers as Go Jun Pyo and loved him again as the charming con artist Hyu Joon-jae. Well, excited for his come back this year after being in military service, heard The King will premiere this Friday at Netflix.

2. Lee Jong Suk- my forever love! Among my oppas, Jong Suk has the most numbers of dramas I've watched. Fell in love with Him first at While You Were sleeping, then loved him even more at Doctor Stranger and so on... His last Kdrama I've watched was the one he last taped before going for 2 year-Military Service, the RomCom- Romance is a Bonus Book, where he was a writer/editor Cha Eun-ho. Bogoshippeo Jongsuk oppa! See you taping kdramas again after a year <3

3. Park Seo-Joon - first noticed Seo-Joon at Hwarang. Then, even noticed more of His handsomeness in She was Pretty and that he's also humorous in the kdramas Fight for My way and What's wrong with secretary Kim. He's so cute with His aegyooos. With His strong built and masculine features, he is also good with action projects. Remembered watching his recent movie Divine Fury and it was Daebak! (Awesome)

4. Seo Kang-Joon - first noticed him at Cheese in the Trap and it's where I first experienced the second lead syndrome. Loved His brown eyes! <3 Gladly, I was able to watch a drama that he was a protagonist, in "I am Human too". I heard it was the most expensive kdrama. Well, after a long time of not seeing him, I'm glad that he has a new kdrama with Park Min-Young in the Weather is Fine. I will watch it soon.☺️ Seo Kang-joon is also a Kpop member of the group, 5urprise.

5. Park Bo Gum - first saw this adorable guy as a crown prince in the kdrama, Love in the Moonlight. Indeed, captivated by his wonderful smile. And I heard that he's also a Christian. Loved him even more in the Kdrama, Boyfriend Encounter.

6. Ahn Hyo-Seop- Ahn Hyo-Seop or his english name Paul Ahn is very good in English because He is actually a Canadian citizen, who lived and studied in Toronto. Hear him speaking in English and you'll be "kilig". First seen Him in the kdrama, Abyss and placed him on my list right away. Also watched His Kdrama Queen of the Ring and also saw a video of him dance with her partner in the drama and he was really good! and just found out that he's also from a group, One O One. And that he's a close friend of my latest oppa, Rowoon and also a friend of Song Kang. Anyways, proud of him for doing so well in his recent Kdrama Romantic Doctor 2 who had had ratings.

7. Cha Eun-Woo- Cha Eun Woo's visuals are just so irresistable right?! if I could describe it, magandang lalaki. Diba, he's just so beautiful to be a guy. haha sorry for the term. Pero sobrang gwapo nga talaga ni Eun-woo. Well, noticed him first in the kdrama, My ID is Gangnam Beauty where you'd also hope na sana ikaw nalang si ate ghorl. haha. Well, Eun-Woo went on the drama Top Management with my other Oppa, Paul Ahn. Pero di ko nawatch. He's also pretty talented, as a member of the Kpop group Astro.

8. Ok Taec-Yeon- Taec-Yeon is not the typical fair-skinned oppa but I really do admire his complexion- nakakalalaki plus His masculine built. He also reminds me of someone! haha pero loved his kdrama Bring it On Ghost, first episode pa lang sobrang goodvibes. I just can't count how many times I laughed with the whole drama. I enjoyed a lot and loved their roles that I even named my dog with Kim Hyun-ji (the girl protagonist's name). His latest kdrama The Game Towards Zero was also very good, suspense-action but very well thought story line, tapos unpredictable talaga ang mga succeeding episodes. Basta angaling! Taec-Yeon is a member of the group 2PM and he's really good rapper and is fluent in English.

9. Song Kang- At first you would think that he was a kpop artist but he's purely an actor. Well, I've just seen him on a netflix drama Love Alarm that was recommended by my aunt. And He was oozing with handsomeness and acting that got me ohhh so kilig and fell for him. haha! excited to see you in Love Alarms Season 2 my dear Song Kang!<3

10. Kim Seok-Woo (ROWOON)- my baby! kasi dongseng... Yes, I claim him my baby. hahaha He's the latest oppa, 2weeks old pa lang. haha perooo I could say he hit me hard in the heart coz I so like him. Di pa nakapag move on ever since I watched his first lead role drama, Extra Ordinary You. And fell in love with his role as Haru. He has also starred in When the Stars Land, second lead nonomon. Kaya pala his face was familiar. Anyways, his role as Haru was pretty serious and composed, unlike to who He is real life which I found out upon binge watching his videos in you tube, Rowoon is really very makulit and clingy but with that I find him even more lovable. Plus he is so tall, 6'3 besh.. omooo sarap i hug nun. haha And upon seeing more of him, I also learned to love his kpop group SF9. And it's probably the first male kpop that I'm committing to fandom. chukayoo self! Rowoon's really handsome, good in singing and dancing. He's perfect, yes he's perfect for me. hahaha. love you baby!

Well....

One thing they all have in common- They are all TALL! Guess, I love tall men <3

Hope to see u someday, my oppas! Saranghaeooooo <3

#oppa #myoppalist #fandom #fangirl #kdrama #kpop #ako

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