#she's my Italian diva

[honeyshiddendesire]

Pet Name Headcannons Masterlist

Sexy and Everyday 

A lot are redundant but like oh well lol 😂 I only have so much brain power lol 😂 🙄🙄

WARNINGS: 18+

*This is from my old account so it's the un-updated version since I first wrote it on Google Docs then like a dumbass kept updating on Tumblr lol *

This will be a MASTERLIST of snippets/one shots of them using the pet names!!!

Luffy - mami, mamas, mama, Y/N (I can not stress enough how much he would repeat your name!!) 

Zoro- woman, brat, whore, little girl, princess (in a taunting way-polar opposite to Sanji)

Sanji- my love, princess, daddy’s girl, good girl, pretty girl, mommy

Usopp- mami, babe, baby girl, baby, honey

Franky- darlin, sweetheart, honey, sweetie, baby, pretty lady

Law- baby girl, princess, my love, babe, Y/N (with how hot his voice is he would love saying your name!) 

Eustass- baby girl, kitten, pipsqueak, cock slut, bug, little mamas, cumdump, cry baby 

Killer- darlin, princess, baby girl, little one, baby

Doflamingo- dove, whore, messy girl , love (very rarely would he use ‘love’ but it would mean a lot) 

Sir Crocodile - baby girl, princess, my little slut

Smoker- darlin, sweetheart, love, honey, baby doll

Marco- birdie, mate, baby bird, songbird, little bird (birds birds BIRDS!) 

Thatch- honey, pumpkin, puddin, Angel cakes, sweet pea (food names cause he gives dad vibes 🤤)

Izou- my little cherry blossom, love, dear

Whitebeard-  love, dear, sweetheart, tiny thing, little thing, little one (anything pointing out his size and you can’t tell me no on this 🤣) 

Ace- darling, baby girl, princess, hot stuff, babe (firmly believe he will babe the shit outta you)

Sabo- my love, my dear, cock whore, dumb slut, bitch (just feel like he would love the harsh degradation 🤷‍♀️sorry not sorry 😬) 

Monkey D Dragon- love, dear, sweetheart (him groaning out sweetheart 😮‍💨)

Garp- little one, sweetheart, princess, bratty girl, dirty/messy girl, sweetie, darlin

Akainu- brat, princess, little girl, whore, cumslut, crybaby

Kizaru- lightning bug, my shining star, mamas, baby girl, sunshine (names involving light) 

Aokiji- ice princess, mama, babe, baby, snowflake 

Fujitora- wisteria, darling, my flower, rose, little peony, tiger lily (FLOWERS ALL DAY EVERYDAY!!! Whatever flower you can think of he’s calling you 😍🫶🏼)

Shanks- darlin, baby, baby girl, doll, baby doll, princess 

Benn- doll, baby doll, darling, love, princess

Mihawk- my dear, my love, naughty girl, princess, bloody princess (idk why I picture him speaking Spanish/ Italian saying princessa 😮‍💨😭🤤 idk if he speaks it but shit lol 😂 ) 

Buggy- superstar, rockstar, beauty queen, my diva, doll, clown whore, sugar/sugar bear (what you call him)

X Drake- mate, babe, baby girl, little one

Kaku- lil lady, sweetheart, darling, Raffe (short for giraffe 🦒)

Rob Lucci- Pretty Kitty, kitten, brat, whore, slutty kitty (no way he doesn't have a pet play fetish! ya can’t change my mind on this!)

Paulie- sweetie, pretty girl, darling, baby doll, princess, pretty mamas, my little whore, slut, naughty/dirty/messy girl (secret freak idc! I think he shamed Nami cause he’s a hidden pervert and she was making him feel some kind of way lol 😂 !)

King- my queen, my love, dear, little one, naughty thing

Kaido- little one, whore, brat, bad girl

Vinsmoke Bros- cock whore/slut, brat, woman, slutty puppy/kitty, good girl, pathetic slut, my little whore, mommy (hidden mommy kink!!!)

Red Leg Zeff- princess, sweetheart, kid, honey, doll, darling (old school lol )

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[hslllot]

insieme in paradiso

“together in paradise”

rated m | 2.7k words

better late than never, right? this is a short piece for my dear friend’s @harry-on-broadway​ fic challenge (the prompts used are in bold)! It is basically an extended version of this concept I wrote back in 2021... We’ve had such great latam content lately that I feel like I should have adjusted the setting of this, but I hope you enjoy anyways! As always, please let me know what you think. xx shan

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Was this heaven?

You were certain that you’d never felt more relaxed as you bathed in the Tuscan sunlight. Lounging beside your love, you let your eyes close, the book you were reading abandoned in the sand next to your chair ages ago. Every worry, every stressor, every bit of tension in your muscles that you carried with you drifted away in the winds of the ocean breeze. 

This was the private getaway with Harry you’d been longing for. It seemed like forever since the two of you were able to spend an extended amount of time alone together. 

“Mum just posted this photo. Look. Thea’s getting so big.” Your boyfriend interrupted your daze when he reached out from beside you to shove his phone in your face.  

You opened your eyes slowly and lowered your sunglasses so you could take a proper look. Using your hand to shield the glare of the Italian sun, you saw on his screen an Instagram story his mother had posted of his cousin’s baby. 

“She’s adorable, H.” You responded, adjusting your sunglasses back to cover your eyes. “We should give Ella a call later, maybe we can FaceTime.” All you heard in response was a short grunt as he laid back in his chair, eyes still fixed on his screen.

He was grumpy and you could tell. 

One thing about your boyfriend of three years, which you found incredibly endearing, was that he loved his family more than anything. Unfortunately, when his family was gathered and he couldn’t be there, he’d tend to get a bit pouty. You’d find him glued to the group chat or Instagram to get updates on what they were up to. Sometimes you would catch him ‘liking’ or ‘reacting’ to their posts and stories (on his private account of course) in an attempt to make himself feel more included. 

Birthdays. Weddings. Babies. There was a long list of family events he often had to miss because of his job, and you knew it weighed heavily on his heart. 

A small part of you was slightly annoyed that he wished he were somewhere else. But another part of you, perhaps the more compassionate part, understood that multiple truths could exist at once: 1) He was happy to be spending time with you, 2) he was grateful for his job that took him to beautiful countries and allowed him to live a lavish life, and 3) he missed his family dearly. 

But sometimes you didn’t understand why he wouldn’t just go home and visit them whenever he felt like it. He certainly could afford it, and he had the power in all of his business relationships to take a vacation whenever he felt like it. Sometimes you wished he had more of a ‘diva’ type attitude when it came to certain things, like allowing himself to take breaks from work. However, another thing about your boyfriend was that he was a chronic overachiever and people pleaser with a tendency to overcommit to new projects. And you figured it wasn’t so bad to have a partner in life who was considerate of other peoples’ time and feelings. 

Plus, you couldn’t complain much because his commitment to a new project was how you found yourself at the beautiful, private, Il Pellicano in Tuscany. 

The two of you were finally spending some much needed quality time together. Coordinating your schedules had been an absolute nightmare and it was a miracle that you were able to take some time away from work to join him on this trip. He was technically here on business, preparing for the launch of his Gucci collection with Alessandro. But you had spent the majority of the trip together, watching him model his clothing, sitting side-by-side on the small private beach of your villa, and wrapped around one another in the bedroom.

At the moment though, Harry’s frustration, guilt, and longing to be with his family was threatening to penetrate the bubble of relaxation surrounding you. You could feel the restless energy emanating off of him. Without opening your eyes you heard the way he moved around in his chair and sighed under his breath as he scrolled through his phone and typed away messages in his family group chat. When you finally did open your eyes you found him on his stomach, his head at the other end of the chair near your feet, and his phone two inches from his face. And while this position afforded you a great view of his tanned back and taut muscles glistening in the Italian heat, clad only in a small pair of black swimming shorts, you could feel the tension radiating from him and you couldn’t ignore it any longer. 

You reached across and placed your hand on the back of his calf, rubbing your thumb back and forth against his warm, sun-kissed skin, as if to soothe him.

“Hey baby?”

“Hmmm?” He responded mindlessly, not bothering to look up from his phone. 

“Hey, look at me.” You urged, squeezing his calf to gain his attention. 

“Sorry” he murmured, putting his phone down. He twisted in the lounge chair to face you, sitting up to give you his full attention. You reached for his hand and intertwined your fingers with his. 

“I was thinking… I know we’re supposed to head back to London on Sunday, but what if we took a few days in Holmes Chapel?” He raised an eyebrow at you curiously, wordlessly asking where this had come from. You continued, “It’s been so long since we’ve seen Anne and I miss her… Plus, we’ve only seen Thea once since she’s been born. I think I can extend my vacation by a few days.”

He sat there for a moment silently, teasing at his bottom lip.

“I have a meeting with Lambert and Molly on Monday in London.” He winced, remembering his prior commitment.

“Surely you can do it over Zoom. Or just push it a couple days. You are the boss, aren’t you?” 

Something flickered in his eyes and a slight smirk crept his lips at your mention of him being the boss. 

His gears were turning and you knew him well enough to know the battle going on inside his brain. He probably didn’t love the idea of moving a meeting to go see his mum, but since it was technically your idea it was like a free pass. He could feel less guilty about it because he was doing it for you. 

(Obviously you both knew this was entirely for him… But you needn’t say it)

You thought he might pass on the opportunity, and were startled when he removed his hand from yours and scrambled up from his lounge chair. He quickly moved onto your chair, straddling you with his entire body weight pinning you down. With his forearms rested on either side of your head, he placed quick kisses all over your face. Almost reflexively, you wrapped your hands around his biceps. His hot, sinewy arms flexed in your grip. 

“Yeah,” is all he said before placing a long, slightly wet, kiss on your forehead. “I AM the boss. And I would like that very much. Thank you for suggesting it.” Unable to wipe the smile from his face, he placed one more tender kiss on your lips.

You reached for the sunglasses that sat atop his head and removed them, freeing space for you to run your fingers through his soft brown curls. “You’re welcome, H.” He lowered into your touch, eager for a cuddle. “But you have to get up. You’re squishing me.”

“Right, sorry.” He removed himself from on top of you and took a seat by your feet at the end of the chair. It was his turn to soothe you now, grazing his palm along your calf and up to your knee, which he gave a squeeze before dragging his hand back down.

“I think it’s time we get out of the sun, yeah?” The sly look on his face was all too familiar as his gaze trailed down your bikini-clad body. “You’re lookin’ a little sunburnt.”

“Am I?” You teased.

“I’ve got something I can rub on it back in our room.”

You rolled your eyes at him, feigning annoyance at his flirtation. Nonetheless, you knew where this was headed.

Gathering your belongings hastily, you were both eager to make your way back to the air conditioned room that held your luxurious king bed. You trailed behind Harry, climbing the stone steps up to the private entrance of your villa hand in hand. 

Once inside your room, you dropped your tote bag and walked over to the balcony, sliding open the curtains and the door to let the sunshine and salt air filter through the room. Looking out at the scene below, you could see the private beach where you and Harry had spent your morning and admired the way the Tuscan sun illuminated the sapphire blue ocean ahead. You took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly as you felt Harry come to stand closely behind you.

“Thank you for bringing me here.” You said quietly. Harry wrapped his arms around you from behind, allowing you to rest your chin on his forearms. He nuzzled his face into your neck where he left a delicate touch of his lips.

“Thank you for being here with me.” He responded. 

Any annoyance you previously felt toward your boyfriend’s proclivity for FOMO melted away when you realized how grateful you were to be here with him. In the chaos of his busy life, while he missed his family deeply, he chose to be here with you, together in paradise. 

You turned yourself in his arms, your body flush against his, to find his soft, yet intense, gaze on your lips. 

Harry held lightly onto your hips. Leaning in, his lips parted, and you could feel his warm breath against yours. You placed your hands on his chest, his skin burning under your fingers. With every shallow intake of breath he edged closer, until finally catching your top lip between his.

His hands trailed up your sides as your kiss became deeper, fuller. You felt like you might melt against him, heat racing down to every part of your body that was touching his. He roamed your curves and the expanse of your back, pressing you even closer to him, before finding the strings that held together your bikini. With two gentle tugs, the piece of fabric fell to the ground. 

He broke away from your kiss only briefly to study the sight of you, topless, in front of him. “Bellissima,” he whispered, his voice deep and slow. You saw the muscles in his jaw tick as his gaze burned holes through you. It was your turn, this time, to grab onto him and press him closer against you, feeling his hardness. 

It wasn’t long before Harry’s mouth started to move down your body. Your neck, your collarbone, your chest. His tongue dragged over your nipple before sucking it into his mouth and an intoxicating heat rippled through you. 

“Bed, please” was all you could muster under your breath. Harry reluctantly pulled himself off you and started walking you back, stopping when the back of your legs hit the bed. He gently lowered you onto the bed and resumed his work dragging his mouth down your body, finishing off with a chaste kiss to your hip bone.  

He stood up straight at the edge of the bed, towering over you. Eager for him, you removed your bikini bottoms and tossed them to the floor. 

“A bit impatient?” He chuckled, looking down hungrily at your naked body. You didn’t bother to respond, leaning back on your forearms, you kicked your leg out and toed at the tent in his black swimming shorts, encouraging him to take them off. “Tell me” he said sternly.

“I want them off.”

He pulled his shorts down and discarded them on the floor before climbing on to the bed. You admired the way he wrapped his hand around his cock and began slowly stroking himself, a small sense of relief evident on his face. He lowered himself over you and pressed his lips to yours. While your tongues met, the pads of his fingertips began to explore, trailing delicately down your stomach. Your body responded to his familiar touch, goosebumps racing over you and a fire simmering in your belly. 

You were desperate for him, your body begging for him to touch you as his fingers made their way down to your heat. A heavy moan left your lips when he began running circles over your clit. At that moment, you were completely overwhelmed by him. The way his lips felt against yours, the taste of his tongue, the scent of his cologne, the soft pads of his fingers on your most sensitive spot. 

“I want you,” you whined.

“You have me,” he answered teasingly, his mouth only a fraction of an inch away from yours. He dragged his finger down and dipped into your entrance. “Fuck - you’re so wet.”

“Please…”

At your begging he positioned himself between your legs, removed his fingers, and replaced them with a press of his hips against yours, the tip of his cock firm against your slit.  

Your hands grappled to hold on to any part of him you could, eventually landing on his shoulders. Gripping tightly, your fingertips dug into his skin. You wrapped your ankles around his calves and felt the way his body fit perfectly against yours.

The first thrust inside you was slow. Every inch of your body pulled tight around him as he sank deeper. Your breath hitched as a wave of pleasure raced through you. 

“Fuck,” Harry rasped as he rocked into you. The sound of his voice sent a tingle down your spine. “I love you so much,” he whispered into your skin, brushing a kiss across your jaw. 

You said it back to him as the two of you moved against each other, getting lost in the feelings of love and undulating pleasure between you. 

———

You and Harry spent the rest of the day immersed in one another in your private villa. 

The last go around, you unraveled together with his face buried in your neck while you were clutched tight around him. 

He pulled out and collapsed beside you, trying to catch his breath. 

You turned on your side to look at him, flooded with warmth and giddiness as you acknowledged how handsome he was. You used the tip of your finger to trace the lines of his face. The sharp cut of his jaw, the slope of his nose, the full of his lips. As you were about to trace your thumb over his eyebrow he grabbed your hand, bringing it to his lips. 

“Thank you again for suggesting we go to Holmes Chapel after this,” he said against your hand, still pressed to his lips. 

“Of course,” You moved closer to him and he let go of your hand in order to wrap his arms around you. “You can go home whenever you want, you know.” 

He placed a soft kiss on the top of your head. “I know. It’s easier to go when I know you’re coming with me.”

You hummed in understanding and pressed your lips against his chest.

“I should give Jeffrey a call and ask him to make the travel arrangements for us… And postpone my meetings.” 

As if on cue, his phone’s ringtone chimed from his tote bag on the floor by the door. He was reluctant to let go of you, but you gave him a look of approval that had him scrambling out of the bed to retrieve it. You took the opportunity to admire his naked body, silently thanking the Italian sun and his morning cardio routine for the glorious sight of him. 

You felt a warmth in your chest, though, at the smile that grew on his face when he looked down at his phone to see who was calling.

“Hey mum, yeah….guess what…I’m coming home.”

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Thank you for reading! Let me know what you think. 

#harryonbroadwayficchallenge #my writing #harry concepts #harry styles x reader #harry styles fanfiction

[skylarbee]

milex and a poem

i read this poem and shed a few tears because it reminded me so much of them, because it is so them... so i invite you to suffer with me.

Friends with No Benefits, Megan Fernandes, Poem-a-Day, 2023

I now replace desire  with meaning.  Instead of saying, I want you, I say,  there is meaning between us. Meaning can swim, has taken lessons from the river  of itself. Desire is air. One puncture  above a black lake and she lies flat. I now replace intensity with meaning. One is a black hole of boundless appetite, a false womb, another is a sentence. My therapist says children need a “father” for language  and a “mother” for everything else. She doesn’t get that it’s all language. There is no else.  Else is a fiction of life, and a fact of death. That night, we don’t touch.  We ruin nothing.  We get bagels in the morning before you leave on a train,  and I smoke a skinny cigarette and think  I look glam, like an Italian diva. You make a joke at my expense, which is not a joke, really,  but a way to say I know you.  I don’t feed on you. Instead, I watch you  like a faraway tree.  Desire loves the what if, the if only, the maybe in another lifetime.  She loves a parallel universe. Or seven.  Meaning knows its minerals, knows which volcanic magma belongs  to which volcanic fleet. Knows the earth has parents. That a person is raised.  It’s the real flirtation, to say, you are not a meal.  To say, I want you  to last. 

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the author said this about it:

“This piece is about a friend. We drink martinis and talk poems all night. We have an energy easy to mistake for desire but that might instead mean something more earthbound. Desire is instructive. But she’s often instructing us toward some edge, toward some abyss. As I get older, I’m re-narrating the intense feelings I have for some people that don’t take the form of ravenous, cosmic, and consuming intimacies, but intentional, rooted, and durational ones. What’s better than the dumb luck of living at the same time as someone you truly admire? It’s so mortal and random. No cosmos could compete.”

#it's from miles' perspective too... #the night when they don't touch; the bagels before alex leaves; the cigarette and feeling like an italian diva; the joking; #the watching; the 'maybe in another lifetime'... #yeah #i don't have to say any more do i? #the poem itself and the author's explanation says it all #it's from a site called 'poets.org'. you can subscribe to their 'poem-a-day' and you'll get a new poem every day via email #i can only recommend it #alex turner #miles kane #milex #poem #friends with no benefits #megan fernandes #milex and

[lumiereswig]

"I ship like almost everyone with Garderobe"

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i mean. she's hot, right? we're all in agreement that she's hot.

adam had a boyhood crush on her when he was like 11 and fliers announcing her latest tours would arrive in the mail. lumiere would complain when his music magazines got swept away by mysterious little hands and would only crop up later with the good pages ripped out

belle has a little fluttery-heart moment when she actually comes to terms with the fact that the wardrobe that's seen her getting undressed for at least a year and a half is The Greatest Singer of Her Generation. like how would you feel if your closet suddenly came out and casually mentioned she's Florence and the Machine. Would that make you happy or would you be unable to maintain eye contact for a while

congratulations! celine dion has seen you putting your bra on backwards. why are you acting like this isn't wondrous news

mrs potts and garderobe? ooh baby that sings. hot italian romance vs prim-and-proper austen level courtship hijinks. i think this can only go well

cuisinier is actually a super huge opera fan!! he's so happy to finally be able to pull himself out of that kitchen (he never wants to see that kitchen again) and go up and shake the great diva's hand. they sing a duet from the mariage of figaro together and collaborate on the first Entirely Sung Through Cookbook™

listen. listen. i'm not saying all europeans are hot feisty little devils who just love to make out behind curtains, but what I am saying is there's a moment when garderobe and lumiere lock eyes on a certain debauched drunken night and there is. shall we say. a Frisson™

cogsworth is too gay to be involved in any of this (i mean come on now really) but i would pay good money to read the love potion fic where cogsrobe is a temporary reality and we're all blissfully living in it

listen. listen. i like beautiful ladies. i will not fuss if you put garderobe and plumette in a room together. i will not fuss if there are small soft kisses. i will not fuss if the kisses turn into something softer, gentler, wilder. i might pass out though

i have nothing to say about chapeau + garderobe as a pairing besides that I think she could pick him and carry him bridal-style over the threshold while wedding bells chime

garderenza we already know my thoughts on. my thoughts are that i'm in love with it and stanley tucci gets my pension

#beauty and the beast #madame de garderobe #garderobe #batb 2017 #addl thoughts for those bastards (affectionate) that read the tags: #maurice + garderobe? not the best combination but it's kinda like peanut butter and ice cream! maybe! if youre in the mood! #gaston + garderobe? no no no she should kill him. just sit on him while wearing a full petticoat and watch him choke to death on satin #garderobe + that lady selling ten yards in the village? sure! why not! who cares! garderobe love forever!! #batb headcanon #asks

[glindaupland]

The Phantom of the Opera | Seoul, South Korea | 동팬텀 x 송크리 Review 3/6

October 12, 2023

The Phantom of the Opera | 전동석 Jeon Dong-seok

Christine Daaé | 송은혜 Song Eun-hye

Raoul, Vicomte de Chagny | 황건하 Hwang Gun-ha

Carlotta Giudicelli | 이지영 Lee Ji-young

Round 2 of Jeon Dong-seok! Ah let's see what my excuse was this time... "How could I possibly let go of a center 5th row seat that I snatched? And a different Christine, Raoul, and Carlotta means it's a different experience!" Sure, whatever helps you sleep at night, Elisa. But hey it was very different!!!

Here's my second silly little Dong-seok ticket holder because I booked both of his seats on Yes24. I was 5th row center this time, which was almost out of the chandelier's range and just ever so slightly more to the left than my previous seat. But this is still an incredibly close view …and I still brought my binoculars to stare everyone down despite that.

Hannibal Rehearsal / Think of Me

I'm really in love with Lee Ji-young Carlotta. She definitely acts like a very classy and elegant normally, but she's really cute and dramatic when she gets angry. She leans more into the Italian accent and the stubborn demanding diva attitude. I thought she fit very well with Park Hoe-rim's Piangi because of her personality and voice.

I like the detail right before 'Think of Me' starts when Song Eun-hye's Christine does this little throat clearing and nervous swallow. Her eyes were wide like a deer in headlights. Ji-soo acted more timid like she was about to melt on the spot, but she was about to bolt I think this is one of her best moments in the show. She's radiant and truly looks like a new soprano making her debut. Despite her voice still being a little strained from illness (you may or may not recall she was out a few days which resulted in the understudy Kwon Ga-min's very eventful debut), I still enjoyed her vibrant enthusiasm that shined through. Her cadenza is beautiful and she holds her last notes for such a long time before she gives the cutest proudest bow to complete the song. Hwang Gun-ha's Raoul is so funny when he gets up to cheer for Christine because he's really loud and boisterous. He's probably especially embarrassing for the managers to sit with bless his heart Unfortunately, you can't appreciate the full acting and extension of her notes with this video but you can still at least appreciate her voice:

Angel of Music/Little Lotte/The Mirror

She has lots of little girlish mannerisms in addition to the cute awkwardness before 'Think of Me'. When Meg wanted to know who taught her, Christine opened her mouth excited like she was about to speak, but then paused looking like she was very stumped about how to even begin explaining. After hugging Raoul, she was particularly flustered by the closeness and looked around nervously. She also looks at her hand and touches it in surprise when he kisses it on the way out of the dressing room. Gun-ha's voice is very unique and quite deep for a Raoul. His Raoul definitely has that charismatic aristocratic feeling. Some people find it strange, but it doesn't bother me honestly. My grievances to air are about other things that I'll explain later. I had a much closer view and better angle of 'The Mirror' this time both with and without binoculars (yes even that close I was pulling those out okay) so I was able to see the Phantom's face a lot clearer in the mirror. At one point he closed his eyes and breathed in deeply with his hand to his chest like he was really satisfied hearing her plea to him. I think SEH Christine's reacted to the Phantom like she finally needed to understand who her Angel of Music was. She was nervous, but looked slightly excited as well.

The Phantom of the Opera

I got to experience Dong-seok's third boat failure. That's four if you wanna include him crashing his Y&K Phantom boat (yes I'll always bring it up and make fun of that it's funny) I was wondering why the boat hadn't come out yet and I thought maybe it'd be okay when I saw the front peeking out a bit even though it was oddly coming out from the side rather than the back...and then I saw him uselessly rowing without moving until he just gave up. Anyway, Jesus miracles were performed once again! He very sweetly guided Christine, lighting the way for her and showing off the view. They looked at each other when they sang the "fantasies/secrets" line and he lifted her chin up to meet her eyes. He smiled when he nodded once with SJS, but because of the unique situation here, it seemed even sweeter. :') Also, since I was so close, I could see the doubles they used for the walkway above with my binoculars

The Music of the Night

SEH Christine takes a bit longer to warm up to the Phantom. She started off more hesitant and wary yet still curious. I wouldn't say she's afraid, just uncertain. JDS Phantom was especially awkward and inexperienced, even more than the last time. He felt like a younger man experiencing his first love. I just think he feels and tries to be seductive, suave, romantic, etc, but he gets so overstimulated easily that he ends up fumbling. It was like she was an alluring fire that he was drawn to, but he kept foolishly burning himself getting too close. Like before, he touched her shoulder lightly and briefly, but pulled back nervously with a wavering voice before using his other arm to wrap around her. But you could see a bit of subtle relief when she relaxed in his arms. I remember Christine sort of nuzzling in closer to him which gave him more confidence to lean in as well. He was still a little shaky though trying to hold in his emotions By the end of the song SEH Christine a lot more at ease with the Phantom and actually captivated by him. She was finally starting to understand the beauty of this music of the night that he was trying to show her. Both Christines would get very moved at the end with watery ears, but I think this is the show I actually saw the tears falling from one of them. I could see him wiping the tears from her face gently when he had put his cloak over her at the end

Stranger Than You Dream it

I'm trying not to laugh typing this, but I think the pose he had here when he turned to face her looked so...here I'll leave this:

It was this, but he was angry and covering his face with the hand that's not holding him up and leaning forward more. Everyone else was on their knees, but he had to stick his long leg all the way out for some reason which is really not important or notable I guess, but I found it amusing okay SEH Christine always watches the Phantoms while SJS looks down until the end when she starts to feel bad for him. He and Christine had a moment where they reached out to each other at the end of the crawl almost touching before he turned away quickly. I don't think she was really fully afraid of his appearance. It seemed more like his reaction was what upset her. She looked disappointed that she couldn't reach him

Notes I/Prima Donna

LJY Carlotta is so perfectly expressive and she matches so so well with Piangi. I love how she started off Prima Donna so pouty-faced. It seems like she's slowly warming up, trying to hold back from showing that their words are sort of pleasing her because she's still mad and stubborn (and maybe it's also so they can continue showering her with praise)

Il Muto

SEH Serafimo is so sassy. She just makes the silliest most exaggerated looks like pure disgust at the kiss or huge goo-goo eyes at the Countess. She puffs out her chest with her hands on her hips making a pouty face like she's this little charming tough guy. Words don't do it justice honestly. This is my favorite version of this scene

LJY Carlotta also kills me. The way she still tries to act put together, but clearly cannot keep her shit together. She lets out "말하지말고 / Don't speak" as a loud growl like she's emphasizing what she just said to her out of character before. It was hilarious watching Monsieur André's interaction with the conductor below when he was pushing for the ballet to start from this close. He was seriously about to lose his mind.

Masquerade / Why So Silent?

Sitting in a much closer seat, I think I can understand what people mean about hearing Dong-seok sing during Why So Silent. It's not so loud, but it was definitely there under the pre-recording. Under the skull his mouth moved in a much more natural way rather than the exaggerated way needed for the skull to move (which meant the mask didn't move much)

Twisted Every Way

SJS Christine looks so tired of everything during this scene, but SEH Christine is a lot more shaken up whenever she's in distress. I think it's another way her Christine feels a bit younger? But by 'Wishing' you can clearly see the growth she's gone through (although it was stronger in the second two performances I saw because she still seemed a bit ill this one) LJY Carlotta develops some more sympathy towards Christine at this point so when she says she's crazy, it sounds more like she's genuinely concerned for her mental state HGH Raoul. is so loud at the end I thought my ear drums would explode in the 5th row. You can accumulate severe ear damage between him and the ballerina screams. (Although I also just think the sound in the theaters I went to was incredibly loud because Rebecca Act 2 almost burst my eardrums as well in 2nd row)

The Point of No Return

And again, the more he's around Christine, the more destructive it is for him. You're just hurting yourself, king! He was extremely anxious around her, back to his usual route. Rather than the frustration he had before, he had quickly rising anxiety. He clutched his chest during the same line that KJT Phantom had mimicked Christine's movements at his performances. As he reached back for her on the bench, he was shaking and not brave enough to lean closer to her. This proposal he was a spineless disaster. He could barely get near her to put on the ring when he had been so forceful about it the previous performance. It didn't feel inconsistent though. It just seemed like a different branch for his Phantom, an alternate outcome for the same characterization.

Final Lair

SJS Christine was so afraid looking around and clinging to the edge of the boat when she would get taken down to the lair in 'Down Once More'. SEH looked frightened as well, but then in response to the Phantom's words she turned cold. Every performance SEH Christine would plead "잠깐만! 잠깐만! 잠깐만!" (- Hold on, hold on! or Wait, wait!) til he let her go. JDS Phantom was especially childish this performance. Or I guess in a different way? The previous show he had his angry tantrum, this one he was a complete wet mop of a man. When he said his face is what poisoned his love reaching out to her, she rejected him, turning away bitterly. But when she told him she wasn't afraid of his face, she tried to touch him and he gasped and started hyperventilating a little The energy JDS Phantom and HGH Raoul had when arguing though like oooo the girls are fiiiiightiiiing~ It was a little funny Most of his reactions to Christine's rejections like the veil throwing were actually chipping away at him this time instead of building an icy wall. I also think since SEH is the "stronger" more independent Christine these responses were maybe rougher to this more sensitive version of his Phantom When he was on the throne at the end, he reached to touch her face, but stopped and began to stutter out "날...날..시ㅣ험...하지마..." ('Don't test me") trying to stop himself from crying. This performance he opted for one of his occasional line changes - "선택해 - Choose" to "날 선택해 - Choose me!" Tears were pouring from his face and he was pulling at his collar again like he was struggling to breathe while sobbing. The kiss was similar to the one before, but I think he looked sadder When he sang "사랑해 / I love you" the first show, it was so soft you could barely hear it and the end was barely audible. This time he was choking on the word while SEH also struggled not to cry. She tried to reach out to him from the start, but because he was so stuck in his self-hatred and insecurity, they were never given a chance. So this is where they ended up. After Christine and Raoul got into the boat, he picked up the veil smiling before he slowly began to sob intensely into it. He looked like he had completely fallen apart

I think I preferred the October 8th show just because it felt so unique, but I felt so happy I could see Jeon Dong-seok twice (well three times on the trip, but twice as the Phantom) and get such different experiences out of it each time. I'm also really glad he was able to achieve his longtime dream role ❤️ I'd like to hope that in another decade-ish whenever POTO comes back he can return to the role and give us an new version with even more skills he's learned overtime (also because I think he'd be the perfect age then)

I feel like I should now mention they already had the Dracula video ads up in the theater since he made a u-turn back to the Charlotte for the show. He'll be on one of the 3 CDs for the new Dracula cast recording (why couldn't they do this for POTO) So there was double Dong-seok all over the theater. What a nice sight for me 😌

I will drop promo just because I can! He is now unmasking himself to reveal a pretty face instead of unmasking to reveal uh...well what the Phantom has going on?

Since there's not really official content of his ALW POTO, you can also have a taste of his Y&K Erik (there is also a version of the live cast recording with him as Erik with Kim So-hyun as Christine) Come join me as I pray for him to return to the show for the 10th anniversary in 2025 so I can go see him.

#I MISS YOU KING #also can you believe his poto experience has actually upgraded his dracula #hes like a whole new animal #what show can he cook in that can improve his skills for a POTO return im fascinated #the phantom of the opera #poto korea #오페라의 유령 #전동석 #송은혜 #황건하 #jeon dong seok #song eun hye #jeon dong suk #hwang gun ha #lee ji young #이지영 #poto review

[bestnoncannonship]

So I failed to take pictures because I was too busy stuffing my face...but let me tell you what my own beloved Hannibal @kneelbeforeclefairy did for(to?) me today.

She's on a Hannibal food making kick and just got herself the cookbook.

So I come in after work to her in the kitchen with Italian opera playing, she's wearing a sexy lil goth dress and the whole house SMELLS of rich spicy something. She greets my exhausted ass at the door with a fancy lil drink in a rainbow skull shaped sippy cup, tells me shes making a surprise, and bundles me of to bed to recoup from work, and approximately one aria later she comes in for a snuggle with me and my skull juice box.

After a lil nap she starts dinner. My job is to sit there with my skull full of juice and look cute while she whisks around the kitchen like the devil with ADHD. She's making tandoori spiced liver with an orange marmalade yoghurt sauce and kachumber. The kitchen smells amazing. I get an excellent view of ass and thighs while she cooks, and do my best to distract her from her chopping. I am threatened with shrooms to make me stop distracting her while she's holding a knife. The whole kitchen smells amazing. The sound of "Casta Diva" is vaugely hypnotizing. She's hand feeding me little nibbles as she cooks. The pan is sizzling and spitting the sexiest blood red liquid one can imagine.

And soon she puts out the most beautiful plate of food you can imagine. It's tender, spicy, delightful. (Unfortunately I am not a fan of the Heme-y taste of liver.) The salad is perfect. The sauce is perfect. The whole plate looks like someone was murdered sexily on it just before she plated it. I am a little turned on by food. If she told me this was the neighbor's liver I'd probably still eat it at this point.

And at the end she brings out a delicious homemade iced chai and chai spiced chocolate covered strawberries. What the fuck. What the ever loving extra gourmand fancy ass fuck.

Right now if her morally ambiguous and overly cultured opera loving sexy ass asked me to kill and dismember someone I would high key do it. I see you Will Graham. I get it. I'd definitely toss my whole self over that cliff if this was the life I'd look forward to.

#hannibal #hannigram #fandom #fandom life #feeding Hannibal

[babygorewhore]

Okay, here I am. Again.

Well, when I tell my best friend about this adorable game, she reacted enthusiastically. Since she has no Tumblr, I'm back to ask you which Evan matches her! I know, I had my chance, so please don't feel obligated! I'd perfectly understand!

She's Lee. Italian, 90's kid.

Curly, black hair and big, blue eyes. Her milky skin is full of tattoos, mostly old school. She's all old school and reminds me the glorious Hollywood divas! She's a super talented illustrator who loves darkish atmosphere, esoterism and horror stories (hehe). Queen of noir, Lisa is an introverted person but extraordinary presente and loyal to chosen people. Intelligent, smart-ass, sassy witch!

Thank you, thank you, thank youuuu! 🫐🩶

*deep inhale* LETS GOOOOOOOOOO

I SHIP HER WITH JAMES!!!!!

He was the first person who came to mind and I feel like he loved introverts like he’s a social butterfly so he’s drawn to the more quiet types. He would be obsessed with the hair. And he would LOVE TATTOOS (I have those too hehe) and he would also share the love of old Hollywood since he’s a classy gentleman.

But I absolutely see her with James and they could have drinks together as they watch the stars from the hotel. He would love to shower someone with gifts and brag about his amazing stories.

Yeah. James patrick march? Excellent boyfriend material and he would give fancy dinners and if you read my fics…he’s really good at using his gun. IF YOU GET MY REFERENCE HEHEHEHEHEH

#evan peters #evan peters imagine #american horror story #evan peters fanfiction #evan peters x reader #ahs #ahs fanfic #tate langdon #kit walker #ahs murder house #personal

[elwenyere]

Friends with No Benefits

I now replace desire 

with meaning. 

Instead of saying, I want you, I say, 

there is meaning between us.

Meaning can swim, has taken lessons from the river 

of itself. Desire is air. One puncture 

above a black lake and she lies flat.

I now replace intensity with meaning.

One is a black hole of boundless appetite, a false womb,

another is a sentence.

My therapist says children need a “father” for language 

and a “mother” for everything else.

She doesn’t get that it’s all language. There is no else. 

Else is a fiction of life, and a fact of death.

That night, we don’t touch. 

We ruin nothing. 

We get bagels in the morning before you leave on a train, 

and I smoke a skinny cigarette and think 

I look glam, like an Italian diva.

You make a joke at my expense, which is not a joke, really, 

but a way to say I know you. 

I don’t feed on you. Instead, I watch you 

like a faraway tree. 

Desire loves the what if, the if only, the maybe in another lifetime. 

She loves a parallel universe. Or seven. 

Meaning knows its minerals,

knows which volcanic magma belongs 

to which volcanic fleet.

Knows the earth has parents. That a person is raised. 

It’s the real flirtation, to say, you are not a meal. 

To say, I want you 

to last. 

-- Megan Fernandes

#poetry #megan fernandes #baby you got a queue going

[ariel-seagull-wings]

TOP 10 CHARACTERS FROM MUPPETS TONIGHT

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If you're a human being, take a break from the race Take a load off your feet, wipe the load off your face Got a lot to do and we do it for you Everybody take your place Muppets tonight! You're gonna see something better Tonight's the night! You're gonna live with the memories We got a show for you Guaranteed brand new Here come the muppets tonight! [whistling] We got a show for you Guaranteed brand-new Here come the muppets Here come the muppets Here come the muppets tonight!! This was the opening theme of Muppets Tonight, a TV series featuring The Muppets that originally ran from 1996 to 1998, initially as part of ABC's TGIF (A two-hour friday night block of family sitcoms hosted by the various stars of the shows,  often supplemented with animation, running skits, and short gags) that would later hop to Disney Channel. An update of the premise of The Muppet Show, changing the setting from a theater to television studio, it featured the Muppets producing a television variety show with the help  of the episode's guest star.

It wasn’t popular as its predecessour show, and the view of its overall quality remains divisive among Muppet fans.

Personally, after finishing its twenty two episodes, I can see that it was a flawed series, with references that are so specific to the nineties that quickly become dated, and some poorly aged sexist and fatphobic jokes that are cringe inducing.

But I also appreciate the charm and genuine hearth putted into the episodes, specially when it camed to writing the characters, some who camed from previous Muppet movies and specials, others who were created specifically for the show and would even appear in later Muppet movies, specials, comics and shows.

And today, I shall present the ranking of my favorite characters from this underrated part of the franchise.

10º Andy and Randy Pig

First introduced performing alongside Miss Piggy in the Three Little Pigs segment of the direct to VHS film Muppet Classic Theater, these two brothers were retconed as Miss Piggy’s nephews who she called to work on the studio. Originally nobody would dare asking anything from them, because of how dumb they are, but slowly they become accepted as part of the group, going between trying to work (and failing) in the technical department to even writing and performing in sketches. 

They often tried their best, until they would admit that “This job is too hard”, but were always there to keep providing mistakes that could give the audience a good chunk of laugh.

Both WITH them, and AT their expense.

09º Dr. Phil Van Neuter

This mad scientist was written as a shoutout to horror anthology hosts, presenting, alongside his hunchbacked creature servant and brother-in-law Mulch, the sketch series “Tales from the Vet”, wich were short horror comedy stories staring animals.

A few episodes later, his segments were last limited to the horror comedy stories, and he had moments like telling how he fell in love with his wife Composta Heap while singing “She Blinded me with Science”, having a videotape of himself getting drunk with eggnog to the audience by Mulch, and paying homage to Dr Frankenstein (whom he says is his great uncle) by trying to ressurect an apparently dead Arsenio Hall.

He is one of the Muppets who leans the most on his dark side, while also knowing how to be a fun performer, wich makes this energetic maniac specially fun to watch.

08º Johnny Fiama

An italian american lounge singer and restaurateur who tries to be a hit with young women, but only gets popular with the old ladies (specially his mom), Johnny Fiama, while overall calm and rarely the starter of a fight, is still a bit of a diva, arrogant and oblivious to how he can be a botter to other people around him.

But he is not really a villain (unless you fear the fact that his surname, besides meaning “Flame”, is also an anagram for “Mafia”), and is clear that he is still an artist who enjoys what he does and can even have some moments of human vulnerability, like when he gets nervous about seeing his idol Tony Bennet.

This moments of vulnerability of the diva mixed with obliviousness are what make him a very interesting character.

07º Sal Minella

The loud chimpanzee who serves as Johnny Fiama’s bodyguard and assistant. Originally, his puppet was the naked chimpanzee who sanged one verse of the Muppet Treasure Island movie opening song “Shiver my Timbers” (The devil himself would have to call them scum). One day, when the puppeteers were working on designing the characters for Muppets Tonight, Bill Barreta was rehearsing singing with the Johnny Fiama puppet, while the other puppeteers were still talking between themselves, not paying attention. So Brian Henson tooked the naked chimpanzee and screamed to everybody to shup and listen to Johnny Fiama, and so Sal Minella was born, receiving a redesign that included a yellow suit by Jane Gootnick. Whereas Johnny Fiama is oblivious and has a laydown attitude to life, Sal Minella is more perceptive of his surroundings and more proactive to solve problems, most of the time agressively, but others with gentleness, like when he takes correspondence courses to become an osteophath and acupuncturist to help treat the physical problems of other characters (with mixed resulcts). 

Often Sal Minella will be on the receiving end of a beating or a lightining. But he will stop at nothing to land a hand to help other people. Specially Johnny Fiama.

06º Big Mean Carl

A voracious monsters who cares for nothing else than eathing wathever is in front of him (be it actual cooked food, a sapient living being, or a machine), Big Mean Carl lands several roles troughout the series, be it playing a Big Mean Bunny who eats cute rabbits and pups when the contestant gets an answer wrong at the game show Swift Wits, a psychic who predicts he will eat you, making bubbles come out of his head after eating Bill the Bubble Guy, smashing talking pumpkins, or eating the tape machine, all the while treating what he did as a big performance that he would always finish with a big “Thank you” to the audiences.

Was he good, or was he bad? He probably would say that he didn’t care. 

The only thing that mattered to Carl was that he was always hungry.

05º Seymour the Elephant

The character with the big behind. Seymour started working operating the studio’s elevator, before becoming a cook in the Commissary. His biggest dream was to become part of the performers. 

Alongside his partner Pepe, he would come up with numbers like telling jokes, a stunt of whipping up a cigar and a cooking show.

And no matter how many times those numbers failed, Seymour would still persist with the dreams of stardom.

He had an innocence and sweetness that never felt forced or manipulative, wich was a nice contrast to other characters who were more cunning or violent.

04º Pepe the King Prawn

Nowadays a part of the main cast alongside the classic characters who originated in The Muppet Show, few people know that Pepe started in Muppets Tonight. 

Like Seymour, Pepe also started working operating the studio elevator and ended as a cook in the Commissary, while dreaming to become an actual performer in the show.

At first they tried a vaudeville number with variations of the same song:

I'm Seymour... 'I'm Pepe... 'We're two of a kind. 'I'm a little bit forward, 'And I've got a big behind.

And telling pun related jokes, before dropping that completely to get counsel with the guest stars about what numbers they could come up with.

To contrast with Seymour’s innocence, Pepe was more of a cunning rogue who acted as the brain in their plans. Whereas he could get angry and condescending at the staff or the audience when the numbers failed, he was always patient with Seymour, never  venting his frustrations at him, clearly extablishing that the two had a genuine relationship based on trust, loyalty and friendship, and it was nice to see that in these early days, Pepe was dreaming of stardom not only for himself and based only in being rich and famous, but that it was also a dream that he wanted to make real for a friend and out of love for the stage, wich is one of the excential characteristics of a Muppet.

03º Clifford

Originally a bass player for the Muppet bands Solid Foam and The Electric Mayhem, Clifford received from Kermit (performer and producer) the duty of hosting the show since no one else wanted the job. 

His first reaction was fainting while still holding the phone. But rather than run away, he accepted the challenge.

When Clifford became the host of the show, his attitude changed greatly. Whereas in his previous appearances, he was cool and laid-back, being the host made him uptight and irritable, essentially putting him in Kermit's shoes.To be fair, when you're the host of a series filled with crazy characters and situations that would drive anyone up a wall, how else would you feel doing your job?

In the seventeenth episode where the guest was Dennis Quaid, Clifford experienced a whole ark of feeling insecure and tought of giving up on being the host to search another job, before his friends reassured that he had value for them and was needed to help things get on their feet.

And so, the catfish continued his work, bringing with him a great sense of resilience that was to be admired.

02º Rizzo the Rat

I may be cheating since Rizzo first appeared with the classic cast of characters in the 1984 film The Muppets Take Manhattan, but he was reinvented enough to be a part of the main cast in Muppets Tonight and besides, when hasn’t anyone cheated on top ten lists?

Anyway, when he first appeared in the movies and specials, Rizzo was more the character who rided along for the free food while ocasionally providing fun snarky commentary. Then he was promoted to performer and co-host in the direct to VHS movie Muppet Classic Theater, and them he received the important role of Production assistant, who assisted the gang of Muppets Tonight in search of giving a good time to the guest stars and keeping good ratings for the show, besides getting in despair alongside Clifford when they had to deal with a backstage crisis.

He becamed a more proactive and helpfull team member, all the while keeping his snarky and street smart personality and also trolling his friends with some pranks.

That is a great example of a subtle character ark that doesn’t need to be on focus, while the core excense of the personality is intact.

And my number one character from Muppets Tonight is...

01º Bobo the Bear

A more fotorealistic looking Muppet bear, recicling a puppet from The Muppets Take Manhattan, Bobo started as the bumbling security guard who tooked orders too literary, before being developed into a complex character who, while bumbling in some situations, could be very competent in others, sometimes doing small scams to take food from Rizzo, other times making sarcastic jokes with Clifford, impressing Sam the Eagle when articulating an opinion about economy and politics in the “Eagle’s Nest” sketch and specially showing a great sense of empathy and kind hearth when seeing Clifford facing his emotional crisis, leading the gang to ask him to stay.

Besides working as the security guard, Bobo would also perform in the sketches “Fairyland P.D”, wich was a police procedural parody in the scenario of fairy tales and nursery rhymes that he stared alongside Clifford, and “The Real World: Muppets”, a parody of the reality show “The Real World” where he was confined in a house with Clifford, Rizzo the Rat, Bill the Bubble Guy and the goth lady Darci.

His best moment was in the episode guest staring the model Cindy Crawford. There, Bobo falls in love with Cindy after literary being hit by Cupid’s arrow. Unsure of what to say, he first tries to get help from Rizzo. After this fails, Bobo decides to follow his instincts, jumps into a musical number that Cindy was doing with Kermit, and howls the bear mating sound, wich makes Cindy give a chance to a romance with the bear.

A sweet romantic dreamer, emotionally inteligent, cunning, wild and bumbling, Bobo started as a simple one note joke, but, slowly and unexpectedly, becamed a charming tridimensional character.

And that is why he is my favorite character in Muppets Tonight.

#muppets tonight #muppets #one of my favorite franchises #fandom musings #my rankings #wallpapers

[bluberimufim]

15, 19 and 23 for the writer's asks!

Heyyyy thank you so much for the ask!!!

15. Is there any scene you were/are scared of writing?

Honestly, there's a few things in "Devourer of Souls" I'm anxious about, especially in book 2, but I've learned to just deal with them as I go. The magic of the first draft and whatever.

But in "Black and White", there were a few scenes I was genuinely reluctant to write in the 2nd draft bc I was scared. Like, Diedrich and Darius have three different confrontation scenes at different points in the story and they were all scarier than the last. And the murder mystery arc was also pretty nerve-wracking.

I'm also terrified of writing most of the dystopia WIP, so there's that.

19. Which OC do you relate to the most?

Johann from B&W is literally a self-insert (kinda?). His arc kinda reflects the way I struggle with my difficulties with college. Except instead of college, it's marriage.

My self-insert is a german stage director in his fifties. Idk what that says about me.

23. Tell me about your newest WIP idea. Even if you haven't written it yet. Even if it will die in a matter of days.

I've actually been pondering on whether to post about this or not, but figured it's an extremely niche thing only I would enjoy reading.

This needs context. I'm a classical singer (like, opera singer) and, for my final year in the conservatory, I had to write a big essay about anything I wanted as long as it related to singing. I wanted to do a huge thing that I'm genuinely still interested in, which idk if I'll ever talk about it again, but I ended up doing it on the transition from Baroque to Classical opera because it's a fascinating part of music history. During this research, I became extremely interested in castrati and women's part in vocal music, because women were fully forbidden from singing in church and couldn't participate in theatrical productions.

BEFORE WE CONTINUE CONSIDER THIS A TRIGGER WARNING FOR MENTIONS OF MUTILATION IF YOU DON'T ALREADY KNOW WHAT THE CASTRATI ARE

So, the castrati (italian for "castrated", male plural) were the most well-liked type of singers, which consisted of men who'd been castrated at around ages 7 to 9 to produce voices high and pure like that of a child but with the lung capacity, technique, and vocal projection of an adult. They were in such high demand that they became known as the "original divas" in the opera world. I could rant about them for days because they genuinely fascinate me, but I have asks to answer.

THIS CONCLUDES THE TRIGGER WARNING THANK YOU

So, after all that. My WIP idea was a comedy about a woman (or at least AFAB person, because I wanted to include some gender-questioning) pretending to be a castrato in order to have a singing career. And no one ever catches on because no one knows what women sound like when they sing opera, so they just think her voice has a nice and unique sound. Her name is Chiara and she's lavender-married to an actual castrato named Francesco and they're best friends. Everyone thinks Francesco and Chiara's male alter ego (aka her singer persona) are having an affair bc they have such great chemistry on stage (they pretend to be married every day, so they have a lot of practice) and Chiara's "male alter ego" hangs out at Francesco's house a lot when his wife isn't home (she lives there and they're practising for the upcoming opera together).

I also had ideas for other scenes, but this is the general idea of it. But I think it's something with a target audience of exactly one person (aka me), so idk if I'll ever get around to it.

Anyway, sorry for the long rant on that last one. And the trigger warning. I hope you enjoyed!!

#did you know that we don't really know what castrati sounded like??? #the last one died when recordings were grainy as hell #so yeah basically no #THIS KEEPS ME UP AT NIGHT #THERE WAS AN ENTIRE VOICE TYPE THAT WE JUST???? CAN NEVER HEAR AGAIN??????? #not that we should start the castrati business again bc that's genuinely horrifying #but i just wish i knew what they sounded like ya know #anyway i digress #writeblr #writing #my wips #asks #ask game #tw mutilation mention

[holly-louisexox]

Ribcage X Andy Biersack- Part 3

Masterlist

"There's one thing you should know about me Delia Vincent, I don't date. Got no heart to break and emptiness is safe, keep it that way."

He was adamant in his choices...

...But then things changed.

Not my Gif

"Damn I did not expect you to be a whiskey girl with all due respect." Jinxx laughs as Jake pours out a drink for Delia.

"I used to be a big rum drinker, but during my time at university I think I drank too much of it, and now I can't even look at the stuff without feeling slightly ill." Delia laughs alongside Jinxx whilst slightly cringing at the memories of getting absolutely fucked at university. "I guess whiskey is the next best thing."

"So you said you studied in Italy? That's quite a distance." Jake comments handing Delia the whiskey and coke he had just poured for her.

"Yeah, well I'm actually half Italian. My dad was born and raised there before moving to the States and he met my mum so stayed here. I found a really good production and tech course there so thought it would be fun to go back to my family roots for a few years, try to pick up some of my inheritance a little bit." Delia tells "Just please don't ask me to speak any Italian because it's atrocious, even having lived there for 5 years."

"Can't be anymore atrocious than the little mishap tonight." Andy explains as a snide remark as he re-enters- the girl he was all up close and personal with mere moments ago no longer in sight.

"Andy, it was one tiny mic malfunction which I got sorted straight away. I didn't mean to cause any issues and I'm sorry if I did." Delia was determined to stay calm, she was not about to lose her temper with this man on the first night- even if he was already getting under her skin.

"Don't you fucking Andy me! You don't know the first thing about me so don't start pretending to be all chummy and apologise for fucking up your job." Andy fumes staring her down.

"You know what? I'm trying to be nice to you and act civil simply for the fact that I'll be working with you for the next few weeks. Is it really so hard for you to show a little bit of respect towards me?" Delia stands up to defend herself; not that standing up did much to her benefit due to the sheer height difference between herself and the arrogant singer. Trying to remain professional with this guy surely was difficult when he was stood there looking like he could throw a punch at any given moment, Delia would be damned if she were to stand there any take any abuse from him.

"You want respect? Do your fucking job and stay the hell out of my way. If you want to bond and be all chummy with anyone else then fine but do it when I'm not around cause I'm not interested." Andy continues to spit; the rest of the band just sitting there awkwardly not sure if they should break the two up or remain silent.

"Fine, have it your way." Delia shrugs before turning her attention to the rest of the band "Sorry guys, I'll see you all later."

"Bye." Lonny waves awkwardly whilst the rest of the band kind of just send a smile her way trying to ignore the tension in the room.

"Don't forget to shut the door on your way out." Andy laughs dryly, now he's just purposely being annoying.

"Screw you." Delia states whilst rolling her eyes before heading towards the door of the band's tour bus.

"No thanks, you're actually not my type." Andy continues to laugh as Delia just flips him a middle finger before existing- she did indeed shut the door behind her too just to keep the diva happy.

"Dude, that was cold even for you." Lonny shakes his head at his bandmate after Delia has left.

"We've worked too hard to let some girl fuck this up for us, I've worked too hard to let some girl fuck me up again." Andy breaks his guard ever so slightly, even in front of he band he usually refrains from breaking; he can't afford the walls he built to crumble down.

"Andy, I know things were hard but it's been 2 years, you need to move on from J-" Lonny begins

"Don't finish that, don't say her name please." Andy cuts him off not wanting to hear the name of the woman who ruined him.

"Andy in the nicest way possible, you've been a dick ever since. It was understandable to begin with but now it's just uncalled for, Delia seems lovely too, would it really be that hard to just be nice or at least civil towards her." CC continues the questioning which makes Andy sigh.

"Look, it's just easier, no feelings means no more getting hurt." Andy explains as he pours himself a straight whiskey before taking a sip.

"One of these days though you're going to catch feelings, especially if you keep sleeping around with women you meet." CC states.

"Or an STD." Jinxx mutters under his breath.

"Dude." Jake hits Jinxx around the head "uncalled for."

"Just stating facts." Jinxx shrugs trying not to laugh whilst Andy sends him a dirty look.

"Look Andy, can you just at least try to get on with Delia? At least for the sake of us so it's less awkward. Plus Shevy is joining us again tomorrow, surely you're not going to be a prick to her too." Jake states making Andy sigh.

"Ah shit yeah, At least we won't be running around in shit make up again aye?" Andy laughs trying to deter from the conversation at hand. "I suppose I'll try to be nice. I'm not making any promises though."

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One thing that Delia was happy about was the fact that she had a separate bus to the band. She could not imagine having to share a bus with the guys, even before meeting them (more specifically Andy) she was praying she would not have to share with them. Yes Delia had her silly little relationships in the past and little flings but believe it or not she still sometimes felt awkward around guys. All these years her career has been more important to her than boys, whilst her friends were settling down with a family and a stable job, she was prepared to take the risk of instability to do what she loved; so far it was paying off.

Shaking the thoughts away, Delia decides that it would just be best to call it a night. The thought of sleeping in a moving bus was definitely an odd concept to her considering she had never even fallen asleep in a moving car or even on a plane before; but there's always a first for everything. At least joining the crew as of tomorrow will be another female, that is for sure something Delia was looking forward to, having some girl talk time backstage before shows would likely be helpful. Plus it would just be nice to actually have someone join her this in cramped little bus, potentially make it more cosy. 

Surely no one could be more infuriating than Andy Biersack. 

#andy biersack #andy black #andy bvb #jinxx bvb #cc bvb #lonny eagleton #lonny bvb #jake pitts #jake bvb #black veil brides #bvb #black veil brides fanfic #bvb fanfic

[fervency-if]

Hi Niko! Thank you for answering my last ask, I adore how Elan's reactions are always so sweet, it just makes me want to show him love in all the ways I can🥺Big love to you as well, each character makes me even more hooked on the story, getting to know each one of them is a delightful experience.

This time I'd like to show some appreciation for the rest of our main cast and know a little bit more about their creation process. For starters; how was the process of naming them? Did you think a whole lot abou it? I think they do look like their names, personality wise. And who was the first character to be "born"? I don't know how your writing process goes, but my bet is on the Psysichian!

Hi again! Oh, you're so sweet, I highly appreciate your kind words! And my pleasure - I really enjoy replying to asks, seeing what people are curious about and such. It's rewarding to me as a writer! The fact that you find Elan so sweet (he would smile ever so sweetly yet shyly if he read what you said,) and that you enjoy the rest of the cast as well, really means a lot to me! Sending you love in return!

When it comes to your first question, I came up with a lot of the names pretty much on a complete whim, actually. I'm definitely glad that you think that they suit the characters!

I don't quite recall how I came up with the Physician's actually - I wanted it to consist of two pretty names, and I wanted it to be long, but I'm not entirely certain why I picked those two. The one starting with a C might be because of celestial bodies and a nocturnal life, but I couldn't say... I have no idea about the name starting with an L.

When it comes to Aubrey's name, it was when I thought about names for the main character for those who wanted to pick from a list. I chose some androgynous names that I find nice, and the name Aubrey came up in my head - and then I thought 'that would fit that skeleton perfectly...' So in a sense, he stole the name from the main character!

Vesa's name was a complete whim... There wasn't much thought behind it at all, more than 'I think it suits her, it's a charming name.'

Regarding Narciso, I wanted him to have a beautiful name, and I wanted it to be Italian, or be an Italian version of a name, and then it just came to me. I felt that Narciso suited someone who was known for their beauty and who could seem a bit like a diva (falling in love with his own reflection or some such,) and in hindsight, it felt like a name that someone might very well pick as a stage name, too.

I had the name Roswhen in my head before I created them - I wanted to give a character that name. I read the name somewhere, I think it was a list of nature names, and found it very pretty.

Elan was simply named after his parent. I didn't know that he would become a more major character when I named him - back then, at the very beginning, he was just some man you could heal. I named his parent Elmer because it's a name that sounds rather friendly in a way, I would say. Uncomplicated, nothing fancy, and the name Elan gave me similar vibes as well as being similar as it is. This entire process took less than a minute, so even writing this took longer than that!

You're absolutely correct about the Physician being the first one who was 'born' - as a matter of fact, she's a few years older than the other characters! This game was based on a short (very short, 1200 words or so) story I wrote a few years ago when I got a prompt saying 'write a short story about vampires.' She was, aside from the main character (who was an unnamed person of unknown gender,) the only game-character to feature, if one doesn't count the mayor's son, who was only mentioned as some guy who started the ballroom pandemonium by eating some man when the narrator of the story was busy kissing and feasting in the cloakroom. So when I started writing the story, I had a fairly good idea about her character already, her demeanour and so on. The only thing I knew about Aubrey was that I wanted him to be small and unhinged!

Again, thank you so much for your nice message! I had a lot of fun answering these questions, it's so much fun talking about my process!

#writing fervency #🫶

[hannxgram-headcannons]

School has been killing my bf so we stopped watching for a bit but he’s free this weekend and we plan to power through a good bit when he is

Highlights from a friend of mine who still works with him are

- getting accidentally stabbed by a coworker and said friend offering him some water but he refused because quote “I don’t drink Aqua Fina” typical diva fashion

- slipping into Italian at work and LUCKY enough to do it with one of the few customers who actually speaks Italian too

- he called me late at night to tell me his therapist dropped him because get this…she wants to be his friend but can’t if he’s her patient and proceeds to tell me how he basically gaslit her into taking him back as a patient

- he called again when he found out about the M&M thing and we had a lengthy discussion about politics that I’m not even kidding…changed my entire view

#hannibal headcanons #hannibal lecter #hannibal memes #nbc hannibal #hannibal kin #will graham kin #hannigram #will graham

[alexbkrieger13]

New and good Kosse interview and with some really nice photos (not talking about the ones of her but she looks fab). Behind a paywall later. Don't miss at the end what Peter, Marika and Zecira have to say about her.

https://www.dn.se/sport/kosovare-asllani-herrspelare-maste-inse-att-de-kan-gora-skillnad/

Ahead of this summer's WC, the situation is different.

At the same time, the Swedish star wants to be more than just a soccer player, and would like male players to think the same:

- They should realize how much they can influence young guys' outlook on the world.

Tears well up in the eyes of Kosovare Asllani.

It is Easter Monday in Gothenburg and the following day Sweden will play its last training match before this summer's football World Cup.

She has a groin injury and has already missed an international match a couple of days earlier.

When she is now forced to answer no to the question of whether she can be part of the genre rope, it becomes emotional.

So emotional that the 33-year-old, who for a decade has been one of Swedish football's leading figures, both on and off the field, has to step away from camera flashes and microphones, try to collect himself.

- You may have short questions, she says to the gathered journalists when she is back.

She almost shakes her head to herself:

- It's a practice match... why do I care so much?

Six weeks later, and at the same time eight weeks before Sweden's World Cup premiere, she makes a comeback in her club team AC Milan.

She has longed to play without pain, says Kosovare Asllani when DN meets her in her new hometown of Milan.

Thick gold rings glitter on each index finger. And except when she carefully lifts the elegant coffee drink she ordered, her hands swing back and forth.

- Do you think I talk a lot with my hands? she laughs after following my gaze.

- I have become Italian!

On a terrace above the city's well-known cathedral, she, known as "Kosse", tries to explain the background to that press meeting last Easter.

She loves soccer so much that even a missed practice match hurts.

Kosovar Asllani grew up in Vimmerby in Småland with Kosovar Albanian parents.

As a child, she followed her brothers wherever they went. It didn't matter that they sometimes tried to shake the little sister off or ride her away. The goal was the football field, and she knew where it was.

- I started competing against my brothers early on.

- I think it was love for the sport right away. And since then I've never really looked back.

The relationship with the national team has not always been frictionless, but always special. The tears in Gothenburg were about frustration.

- I couldn't bear to be injured again, says Asllani.

- It's really sick. The body knows that you are injured, but the brain sort of says "no, no, it's nothing, push on". And then you try to push yourself to limits where the body does not feel well.

How much of an emotional person are you?

- Apparently a lot! If I get so bloody for such a question.

She stormed into Swedish football ahead of European Championship 2009 and filled the newspapers with spectacular headlines. Her water bottle had the word "diva" on it. She was going to be the new star. And she wasn't afraid to give her opinion.

Her background, outspokenness and technique were compared to Zlatan's.

Two years later, Kosovare Asllani was poked out of then national team captain Thomas Dennerby's World Cup squad.

When she met DN for a long interview that fall, she was completely cut off from the national team. The phone had been silent for months, and her forthright statements in the press were used as "horror examples" in the national team's media training, according to Asllani.

Immediately after the poke, there was the thought that she never wanted to play in Blågult again. But pretty soon something else popped into my head.

- They have stopped believing in me. But... I believe in myself, said a 22-year-old Asllani.

In the Olympics a year later, she was back, has since been part of the national team and, after several championship medals, became exactly the star she once so clearly said she would become.

Nevertheless, the road has not been straight. After being left out of the starting eleven in 2014, Asllani went on a hard attack against the new coach Pia Sundhage:

- If I had been called something else, and laughed and danced and pretended to be, then maybe I would act, she said then - and once again the headlines replaced each other.

Actually, it is only now, under the leadership of national team captain Peter Gerhardsson, that she feels that she is allowed to be herself in the national team, says Asllani.

- I have never adapted, I have always been myself. On the other hand, in previous years, before Peter took over (2017) I would say, I felt that everyone would fit into this square, no one was allowed to stand out, but you looked for more faults and tried to set a standard how you "should" behave . But since Peter took over, it doesn't matter how you are.

Besides, she has matured and gotten older, she says and laughs. It is a journey in itself.

- When I was younger, I didn't feel like I fit into the Swedish national team, maybe I came in with a different attitude. But it was also the way I had been brought up to cope, when I grew up it could be a bit tougher climate.

- I said in one of my first interviews that I wanted to be the best in the world. Maybe I had a different approach than others and was more clear about my goal, but I was labeled as cocky quite early on.

It was journalists – eager to find someone similar to Zlatan Ibrahimovic on the women's side – who created that image rather than herself, she believes. At the same time, she thought it was a bit funny with a high, and continued to "throw wood into the fire".

- But really, I've never been super cocky, but just been labeled as such.

Has that stamp gotten you down?

- Yes, in previous years, absolutely. Then the pressure got to me too. The first championship was the EC in Finland in 2009. There I felt that "shit, there is more pressure on me even though I am 19 years old, than on Victoria Svensson and Lotta Schelin". But I regret absolutely nothing, because I have learned a lot.

She was on the soccer field all summer vacation .

Once Kosovare Asllani started playing on a team, she found she was way ahead of her peers.

Football was encouraged in a family where football was always on the TV. Other relatives were questioning. Why would she, as a girl, run after a ball?

- It's a question I grew up hearing, she says - not at home club Vimmerby IF, but on a visit to Kosovo.

- I remember that I almost got a little angry. Because they didn't ask my brothers "why do you play football?" I remember that my mother also got angry and said "my daughter should be allowed to do what she wants".

Kosovar Asllani throws up her hands again and states that this happened 20-30 years ago, back when she was still called "Kotten".

- But when I have been and visited smaller clubs in Sweden, there have been parents who tell me that their daughters hear the same thing today.

What do you feel then?

- That there must be a change. It's happening more and more, but for me football, like all other sports, is neutral, it belongs to everyone. But I sometimes also hear that "I like that my daughter has you as a role model, because you dress like a girl". What does that matter?

She sees herself as more than just a soccer player. Kosovare Asllani has had that as a mantra in countless interviews.

She likes to raise her voice about gender equality and the conditions of women's football at the top level. But just as often about inclusion and integration in association sports.

- There are many who may not feel accepted, and sometimes discriminated against, in youth football in Sweden. So I feel that Swedish football has a job to do.

When she made her national team debut in 2008 in an EC qualifying match in Västerås, she became one of the women's national team's first players with a foreign background.

- It's time for some foreigners in the national team, Asllani said before the debut - but 15 years later, very little has happened at A national team level.

Admittedly, there are more players with a foreign background in this year's WC squad. But in a comparison with the men's national team, or for that matter with, for example, France's women's national team, Swedish women's football lags behind.

- For me, it's about the need to train all leaders even more so that you can take the next step, says Asllani.

- Because the talents are out there. You have to give them a place and see them. Sometimes it can mean that you have to do an extra job of creating a relationship with the parents.

She takes the example of Asllani court , a football initiative for girls with a foreign background in her childhood residential area Bullerbyn in Vimmerby.

- Some of my best friends ran the project, and there they had to spend an incredible number of hours building relationships with the parents, so that the girls would even be allowed to come and train.

- It went from them getting a strict no to the children being allowed to come. And it also ended with the girls getting into association football and in the end the parents were there supporting matches. One of my best friends started crying when she saw it.

This summer's World Cup will be record-breaking and women's football is breaking attendance records after attendance records in Europe. Established men's clubs invest heavily in their women's teams - and players can today make a living from their sport in clubs such as Barcelona, ​​Chelsea, Bayern Munich and Milan.

- But I get more questions about what has happened outside the world than about formations, how we play, any particular match. And they had never asked men's players, says Asllani.

- If journalists ask men's players, it is not that they are very knowledgeable about what is happening in the world. You don't get very good answers to your questions, I would say. But we are expected to know about everything.

She personally has nothing against it, she continues. She knows that her voice can influence, and she wants to use that.

Should men's players take more of a stand on various issues?

- I think men's players need to realize what platform they have to be able to make a difference. I don't think they realize that. Because there is so much money in men's football. They play football, go home, have several houses and their entire families in place... it's easy for them to live the professional life.

- So yes. I think they should realize how much they can influence young guys' outlook on the world, because for example, not many men's players have gone out and supported women's players as they could have done.

Over the years, conflicts or exchanges of words between Sweden's women's and men's national teams have flared up from time to time.

Like when Zlatan Ibrahimovic said in an interview almost ten years ago that Sweden's greatest women's national team player could be praised for his international record with "a bicycle with my autograph on it, that will be fine". Unlike the men's counterpart - who got a car.

Or when the previous national team profile Nilla Fischer turned to men's players and men in general in an incendiary speech about equality at the Football Gala, and the men's national team felt rushed.

- If you choose your words when you talk to the media, if you support women's players and so on, it affects younger people more than you think. Instead of having someone who is the best in Sweden who says that women's football is shit. Because then that's what these young guys take with them into society, or if they see a girl playing football, says Asllani.

Should we see the last as a pass to Zlatan?

- You can say exactly what you want, but I just think it's a shame that you don't choose to use your platform for a positive purpose

Kosovare Asllani's all-white outfit – shorts and short-sleeved blazer – stands out as she poses for the camera among tourist groups and aperitivo-hungry Italians around the Piazza del Duomo.

Italian is still on the to-learn list. So far, the Swedish star is making his way in Spanish.

The career journey has gone via a first professional contract in Linköping with a salary of a few thousand - "the parents had to bring bags of food, I had a very small apartment but I thought it was big at the time" - to some of Europe's leading metropolises. Paris. Madrid. Milan.

She is probably more of a big city girl than a small town girl, she says.

- I love fashion, clothes, the hustle and bustle of the city. Maybe not many people like it when there is movement all the time, but I love it.

So far, there have been games in six different countries: Sweden, USA, France, England, Spain and then Italy. The fact is that Kosovare Asllani, apart from in Sweden, has never changed clubs within the same league. Instead, the Swedish star has often gone to leagues or clubs just on the brink of a major development journey. Gut has been allowed to rule.

- I think it's exciting with big projects.

- I don't like changing clubs in the same country, but am driven by testing new cultures, new languages, new leadership, how football is played in different countries. So choosing Italy now… I could have gone back to England or France but it doesn't appeal to me because I feel like I've done that. And Italy has always been on my wish list.

Suddenly, it is more crowded than before in the glass-enclosed fashion mall next to Milan's cathedral.

On the ground at an intersection is the well-known image of a bull, Il Toro, in mosaic. Putting one heel on the bull and spinning around on one leg is said to mean luck. Kosovar Asllani has done it before, but wants to do it again.

On July 23, Sweden begins the hunt for gold in the WC.

Three voices. About Kosovar Asllani

Peter Gerhardsson, the captain of the Swedish women's soccer team: "When I started in 2017, 'Kosse' played a lot on the left in the national team - although I thought she would be ten (the creative link in the center between midfield and attack). So she was actually one of the first that I placed. Then I like players who take their own initiative, who dare to go against me and question. She does it. She showed qualities that I thought she had, but also qualities that I didn't know about, like her skill defensively and willingness to run. She is a leader type who has great faith in herself and faith in those around her. I want brave players, and she is a brave player and a brave person.”

Marika Domanski Lyfors, long-time national team manager: "'Kosse' is cocky but in a charming way, she was when she joined the national team as well, and that permeates her whole person. Much of what she is passionate about has been helped by the fact that she has a bit of this cockiness too, she dares to say what she thinks. And I think that's good. When she opens her mouth, I think a lot of people are listening. She is incredibly important as a role model. There are a lot of little girls who have started playing football because they have 'Kosse' as their idol. And then it's not about her background - but about her way of being."

Zecira Musovic, national team goalkeeper and England professional: "When I was younger, I didn't have a very good grasp of Swedish women's players, because the coverage of women's football was not that great. But I now see what a role model 'Kosse' is for today's youth. It is important to have people to look up to in order to be able to dream yourself. You have to be able to see it to be able to believe that you can also get there, or further. She is a fantastic person and a great player who is extremely important to our national team. I am truly delighted to share a football generation with her. She is a great teammate and fantastic team player. A friend who is close to me.”

#really lovely interview #swewnt #swewnt article #kosovare asllani

[iwrestledavongonce]

You said music is very inspiring for you. Are there other things, that trigger ideas in you? Or inspire you to write? :)

Ohhh, good one. Thank you for that, I hope you brought time 😉

While music will always be the Alpha and the Omega for my inspiration (Shoutout to Hall & Oats, it’s always Thursday in space!) and the reason Tales of Taskforce Sol and I Became War For You actually exists, thinking about it just made me realize how many sources of inspiration I have.

Of course there’s the self-explanatory ones like things one experienced himself (visiting cities for example) or historical events, they’ll do their part. I do have a Corona-Virus Chapter for example.

Canon (Legends in Star Wars, all of them when it comes to Sailor Moon) and nods to it, are a big part as well. As well as headcanons (shoutout to @sailorheadcanons, the idea that some of the Senshi are not purely Japanese came from some HCs over there).

Then there’s fan art, from outfits to scenes they are one of my main sources as well. A beautiful piece of art I came upon lately for example inspirated me for the outline of the ending of Sequel Number Two.

Reading also inspires me a lot, as apart from the obvious Star Wars Legends Characters and Worldbuilding (thanks Wookieepedia as well!) a book can also spark an idea. The Rago Arc for example was very much inspired from a scene in the Corellian Trilogy books. Writing per se gets a lot of inspiration from fanfiction as well. I do get motivation to write from Poseidon’s Bounty for example.

I do have a Muse (actually two but i only talk about one) as well. I draw a lot of the sensuality and divinity of one of the female main characters from a certain Italian Diva in her younger years and she definitely will be the archetype for when there ever will be another sequel with middle-agged/ older characters.

Other Media (for example Games and Movies) have influence as well. I mean Sci-Fi per se has so many nods and even Cameos (Terminator or Saber Rider for example) in ToTFS. It’s also an Hommage to the whole Space-Western-Genre. But there’s more than that I draw from. Just lately i saw Tenet and there were some scenes I was like “Shit, I need stuff like that in IBWFY too”. Of course we already had lots of spy stuff and a nod to James Bond but the whole James Bond on Ampethamines Vibe of the movie catched me and I want to do another one. Although that chapter will see a different type of secret agent as our James Bond type hero will be a emerald-haired, 1,78cm tall Demigoddess with the body of a young Monica Bellucci and the Bond Girl will be a bearded antihero who’s way to unsubtle as spy but really good at blowing stuff up with superior fire power and turns our Jane Bond on not because he’s coming out of the sea in white speedos but with his talent as foster father in their little big defunctional family which also features two space lesbians, one of them an always cursing Brit who shares the same unhealthy drinking habits as bond boy. So, yeah. I do have tons of things I get inspiration from, and ToTFS is at least a love oath to music and two fandoms but probably even more and one to pop culture per se. Do I have fun putting all these sources together for my little, cracky Space-Opera-turned-Anti-War-Epos? Hell yeah!

#thank you for asking! #my ask box is open #tales of taskforce sol #i became war for you #fanfic writing #fanfiction #star wars fanfiction #sailor moon fanfiction #long post #I should do a playlist for the soundtrack

[bujorulgalben]

hc: of the pure emotion of opera

ah, the opera headcanon. one i’ve tip-toed around for the longest time, although i can’t really say why! it’s a headcanon i’ve had knocking about in my noggin for nearly as long as i’ve had anica, and i reckon it might be about time to share it! so! let’s talk opera:

the history of opera in romania coincides with the history of romania itself, as a modern-day nation; needing to assert and construct itself not only in romania itself, but also the social elites. the german king. onlookers romania based much of its modern infrastructure on, in paris, berlin, and vienna.

opera first arrived in romania in the late 18th century, and by the second half of the 19th century - indeed, when romanian revolutionary thought blossomed and triumphed - local opera works with their dramatic, local flair, were being produced. before then, french, italian and german touring companies controlled the sway of opera. the first performance in a purpose-built opera house in romania was indeed in italian! bellini’s ‘norma’! 

so what does this all mean in anica’s character development? well:

the adoption of strong pro-latinisation, pro-western notions going forward with the construction of the romanian state gave anica strong inclinations to continue reading in italian and french. her proficiency then provided a good foundation to her understanding and quick love for the touring operas she saw. the drama, explosive emotion, decadent stagecraft and music, all of it only solidified that love. from there, it wasn’t long until she was learning opera herself. already having knowledge of the language and a good (and loud) singing voice, vocal stamina (have you SEEN how much this woman talks! and how quickly!) meant she could start formal training quickly. 

she established a powerful soprano performing style; the highest adult female voice. richly dramatic, as is she with all things. serghei was just as quick to ask her to do the glass-shattering trick.

romania’s national opera society became a state institution under the patronage of one queen maria... and we wonder why anica loved her so much. i can imagine her wanting to sing for her late queen and her romance family cousins a lot ;v;

the national opera building in bucharest is also located near the cotroceni neighbourhood, where anica resides. i love connecting the dots like this.

but now that i’ve justified it, i can talk about the reason why i’ve been sitting on this headcanon for so long: one of my big introductions to romania and it’s musical history is angela gheorghiu; one of the greatest operatic sopranos and a personal favourite of mine. i got to see her perform in tosca for her 30th anniversary with the royal opera house in london and got very emotional in doing so. it’s so powerful, and i believe anica takes a great deal of pride in her reputation, and in turn, romania’s reputation as a ‘dark horse’ in the opera world. not necessarily your first thought when you think ‘opera’, but absolutely incredible in its own right.

seeing angela perform live, and having her music and style play such foundational parts in anica’s development and sustained character (dramatic diva mannerisms, her overall look and fashion sense,) made me adamant about making anica a soprano, also. so here we are!

#cununi de flori uscate fâşâiesc ✧ hc #now if you'll excuse me: i'll be listening to vissi d'arte. again. and having a good cry.