What If We Rewrite The Stars... (Say You Were Meant To Be Mine); Chapter Nine.

Nights, because good would be that my departments building allow to have pets so I can fullfil my dream of having a Maine Coone called Morpheus/Oneiros that I would embrace like a teddy bear everytime I feel like life has no meaning.

My heart did weird stuff while watching this scene.

The Little Mermaid (2023) Directed by Rob Marshall

Miraculous the movie is a fanservice and in that essay I will point:

LADYNOIR.

Adrien with headphones cause he's introvert at some point. Do not dare to contradict me.

Marinette being a liiiiiitle more confident.

Chat Noir being really really more unhinged than the series. Plus, THE WATERMELON.

The whole power of Nooroo.

Plagg being way disgusting, as expected jsjs.

Adrien being depressed and listening to THAT SONG OF ALL.

THE OLD FANARTS CAME TO REAL AHHHHHHH.

That little marichat scene where Marinette lauched herself to save Chat.

Gabriel doing what he did mostly for his son.

MARINETTE'S DRESS.

Alya and Nino 🤩

THE REVEAL.

Conclusion: ✨👄✨/10

I AM HERE HELLO

REBLOG IF YOU SHIP HARRY/HERMIONE AKA HARMONY

I’m just really curios how many of us there are on tumblr, but if you’re still not convinced then do it for science

What if we rewrite the stars... (Say you where meant to be mine); Chapter Five.

Esther meets Johanna Constantine one cool autumn night.

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Where new things are learned... And where Esther dies and relives a second time.

read here in ao3

Random anecdote:

I remember that once my mum asked me what is my type, or, what would I like in a romantic partner. My aunt was there, her sister, that is a year older than me, and she showed interest in the answer I would say.

I showed them both a gif of Lockwood, said that he was my latest fictional crush, and this is how It went;

My mum: really? He's too skinny.

My aunt: yes. If you got to lay in his chest, the boy would broke. Like a spaghetti. Look at his face.

Me: I look at him and I like him and I will not apologize.

My mum: he British?

Me: yes.

My mum: then you can like him all you want. You'l never met him after all.

My aunt: 😧

Me: 🙂

My mum: 😁

In a nutshell, they dont approve my taste.

If someone ever ask you about something you do, you think or you believe in, be polite, and make sure that person will not treat you wrongly just because they dont agree with you.

Don't let your acts, your opinions or beliefs be underestimated or belittle.

*insert Darwin scream from The Amazing World of Gumball*

SYLKI STANS!

If you didn’t know yet, there is a Loki season one novelization, and it is full of the sweetest pro-sylki paragraphs. And yes, it is an official Marvel item!!

book links at the end of the post :)

Mari (user @/maybeloveishate on Twitter) made a thread of the copy of the book in Portuguese, and here are snippets of the book in English (with my favorite parts in pink!)

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On the train:

“She was genuinely very funny. He almost… liked her.”

On Lamentis:

“He couldn’t help but be impressed by the way she fought. She was elegant and gracious, full of skill and strength. If they weren’t in the middle of an apocalypse, maybe he would stop to watch.”

“Even in the end of the world, Loki thought, the things are beautiful. He looked at Sylvie. She was beautiful too. ‘I’m sorry’ he said sincerely. Sylvie’s eyes met his. It was hard to bear seeing the sadness in her.”

“Asteroids continued to fall around Loki, yet he couldn't let go of Sylvie's hand, nor stop looking into her eyes. A cloud of dust and rocks rained toward them. In a matter of seconds, he would swallow them, and he realized he didn't care as much as he thought he would. He had never felt this way before. That somehow all the bad things were worth it if he could just have this one, brilliant, indisputably good thing.”

The TVA arrest:

“Whatever was going to happen, Loki knew that Sylvie would be with him on the other side, and they would live to see another day born. Together.”

Mobius interrogates Loki (he says Sylvie is, and then isn't, dead)

“Something was hurting in his core. Everything was hurting. That was wrong. It couldn't be. He sank into the uncomfortable chair, feeling as if the entire universe had perched on his chest.”

“And at that moment, the world stopped.”

“Loki exhaled. He had never been so relieved before. Was this what it was like to like someone?”

The Void:

“Loki listened to Sylvie's inspiring words and felt them spin in his chest like moving leaves, a feeling of change, of new life. It was spring and sweetness mixed with trepidation. Love really did strange things with your heart.”

Blanket scene:

“Loki looked at her, then. Really looked at her. ‘I care about you’, he wanted to say.”

"He couldn't look at her. But he also couldn't not look at her.”

“Loki couldn't look at her without feeling his face get hot. So he looked down instead, smiling disconcertedly.”

“His face was so close to Sylvie’s, so close that he could smell her hair.”

“He had never spoken so honestly about his feelings with anyone. Was this what true friendship was like? Was this what it was like to love someone?”

“And then Loki’s heart did the inconceivable: it literally beat faster.”

The Kiss:

“She dropped the sword. And then kissed him. Their lips fit, and Loki felt time pause, flowing like honey. How had he lived all this time without feeling this? Now that he knew what it was like to love someone, to really love someone, he would never be the same. Sylvie kissed him, and left him lost in time. Everything stopped. Nothing else mattered.”

After Sylvie killed HWR:

“For a moment Sylvie just stood there, everything went white, like a new page, or a tombstone without an epitaph. she made it. she really made it. she found him, and she killed him. and betrayed Loki for that. her heart felt heavy and she started crying. her legs gave in.”

After the citadel:

“He wanted everything to be good for her. No matter what happened, whether he met Sylvie again or not, he would try his best to make things better. So, maybe... just maybe, they could live together in that better world.”

BOOK LINKS

copy from fishpond (English version, ships free everywhere)

copy from the original Australian site (English version, ships only in Australia)

copy from Amazon Spain

copy from Amazon Mexico

copy from Amazon Brazil

Locklyle is so precious to me that the rising idea of a fic of Lockwood that is in my head feels like a betrayal.

Anyway, lets keep drinking mate with some biscuits FOR MYSELF AHAHA HAHAHA *maniac laugh*

“I always thought that your eyes were like fertile land; perfect to sow my hopes and my dreams. ”

—Unknown.