"I've always been told to be brave and strong, to see the hope when all feels wrong. I've always been told not to be afraid, and look the price, the price I paid. I'm barely afloat, my sails are set, and i'm coming home. "
This one inyected to my veins, I caught myself humming or singing it out of the blue.
Let's just say that i'll have this song near for a while.
HOW IS THAT LOCKWOOD AND CO IS NOW A DECADE OLD?
God, how time goes.
Let's just say that I'm kinda ashame of finding out this word just a few months ago, but I'm glad I did.
To celebrate, I made a PowerPoint that one day, I hope, will be presented to Netflix and will persuade 'em to continue this series.
The bad thing is that I do not know how to post it here.
Can someone teach me? I wanto all of you to give me advice and recomendations of it.
A scene that changes lifetimes.
the strawhats & their dreams
Well well well, would you look at that. I used the cat's pic cause I felt like such when I realized, but this photo of yours reminded me of my own dogs back home. Turns out they can be scary too. π
People, I am an oneironaut.
I just woke up of my nap and I remember a little of my dream, yet I precisely remember that I could pause it, play it back, play it forward. I could control my own dream.
I remember one thing: I saw a man. Tall, with raven hair and all dressed in black. I dont remember his face, but I remember that I knew he was angry for something.
Should I sleep again or I am in danger?
People
I had a dream, where I was walking barefoot in a school garden, it was raining, and then I saw a tall, dark haired man that was standing in the rain like a ghost.
I approached, and ask him if he saw my rain boots.
Really. Just like that.
And then the man turned and there it was Morpheus. He looked tired but his eyes where kind of... Shining. He said that he didn't see my rain boots, but that he would tell me if he does.
Now, when I was about to wake, I remember that we were standing in front of each other, my boots finally found, and that Morpheus was smiling. It was little, tiny, but a smile nonetheless.
I woke up and felt like if a have made something good for someone, like, I was kind, and the someone felt better for it.
What a dream.
There are moments, flashes, where you get a glimpse of what you're capable of.
They happen when you less expect it. When you're walking towards college or your job, when you're alone in your house, when you're sorrounded by people that may be friends or not.
For less than a second, or for countless ages, you are able to see how much power you were gifted with. You see, that if you leave that habit, you will reach a goal. You see, that if you don't stop, you'll be on a place you always wanted to be. You see that, if you stop being prideful, and just do what it's needed, you will cross the limit. You see that, if you don't give up, every doubt, yours or someone else's will not matter.
See? You're the only one that's stoping you. Giving just a little to achieve the greatest is never enough. You have to be willing to leave some things behind, cause they're like a chain that ties you down to where you are, and if you wanna reach your dream and smile wide, with a fullfilled heart and a determinated mind, you gotta be willing.
You gotta be willing.
And then, it's just matter of effort and time.
You were gifted with power. Learn to use it, and use it well.
βDiscover of the moment: turns out that the feeling of homesickness of a place that you never were in has a name: hiraeth. β
This moment people... I'll have to write an AU of my fic.
PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS 1.08 β’ "The Prophecy Comes True"
I watched Morbius (2022) a few days ago, and in that essay I will say:
I realized I've got a really strange liking (read; partner preference) in tall, dark/blonde, traumatized men that have an insane side along with a soft side. (Ben Solo, Loki, Kaz Brekker, Anthony Lockwood, Morpheus, Sanji and now Morbius). I am not proud nor ashamed to admit that.
As a child, vampires where a topic of myths that I disliked. I mean, blood, fangs, etc. Then I watched Hotel Transilvania and I softened. Now Morbius and I wanna write a fanfic. (You know you're a writer when you see something, got interested, investigate, and wanna write about it).
Michael's representation was something I appreciate: the softness, kindness, strength, will, determination, suffering... β¨GOLDβ¨
As a psychology student, the huge difference between Morbius and Milo's reaction and dealing with their vampire side is a phenomenon I intend to study. Just by that, I say that the actors job was brilliant. I mean, Jared Leto? Matt Smith? π€¨ What else ye need?
The refference to Doctor Who... β¨πβ¨ (or maybe I just connected it out of the blue hehe).
I'm not gonna lie: the movie could have been better. Yet, I felt it was quite THE movie. A lot of things shall happen now, since these events have place in Peter 3's universe which is also Venom's universe.
Also; I felt that Martine and Michael's reationship could have been better without a kiss. It felt rushed, unnecesary. The rest; β¨π
I shall impatiently wait for the moment the whole Spiderverse collaps in itself and bring Miguel O'Hara the worst of headaches. I shall be laughing like Maleficent.
In conclusion: 8/10. Lets see how it continues.
"I love my mother. I really do.
And I know that she loves me too. I know that she made difficult choices in order of that love and I know that she sacrificed a lot too. I love her for that, for chosing me over other things, other people, other choices.
But there are days where I cause her to be angry, by disobeying her, by not listening to her, and she says the cruelest things I never thought I would hear from her, and I can't help but think that a part of her, a little yet significant part of her, thinks that I owe her for that. I, her only daughter, owe her all the sweat, all the tears, all the blood she lost for loving me. A part of her that will always blame me for what she had to do.
And I don't know if I should feel like I do owe her my own sweat, tears and blood.
Should I? Is it true that I owe her all of that? Is it true that I have to give all of that back to her one day? Do I have to sacrifice myself too? β
βa quiet thought that I had to write down.
YEEEEEEEEEEEES.
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES
*passes out *
#paramountforlockwoodandco gained a lot of attention today, including likes from the Paramount UK Twitter. Very encouraging!
In the spirit of hopefulness and drive to continue, I made another version of my DEPRAC posters for us to circulate to support the cause! I will post on it on Twitter, and I encourage you all to be on there. It is the hellsite supreme, but it's the best place to get attention right now. Peace, love, and biscuits.