I don't know if Plato's hyperuranion do exist with all the ideas but if it does, there is a section from where come songs like Planetary (GO!) by My Chemical Romance, Panic Station by Muse and Dance Macabre by Ghost.
You managed to retire from the supervillain game long ago, when you became a parent. Now, your grandchild has inadvertently been kidnapped by an upstart villain, and you’re about to show them why the world (rightfully) feared you.
“There are rules, you know.”
Your voice is warm and low, pitched barely above the gurgling. “Rules of behavior, no matter what path you choose; rules that govern the world.” You lift the minion idly, your hand closing a little tighter around his throat, and he kicks helplessly. Those are dance moves you’re long familiar with, and you don’t let his toes reach you as you unpick your fingers from his windpipe and let go.
He doesn’t fall. He rises in the air like a kite. Not a thing under its own power, a thing irrevocably connected to the string that gives it balance. He gasps, so desperately grateful for oxygen that for a moment, he doesn’t notice the breeze whipping around him, doesn’t realize that the trouble he’s in is worse than it was thirty seconds ago.
You watch him, tilting your head like a curious bird. “Some of those rules, like gravity, can be toyed with.”
Alex: Wait, you like me? For my personality?
Magnus: Yeah I am surprised too
Derek: Could you be any more annoying?!
Stiles: Easily.
Zetian: Remember when you told me to write letters to all people who had ever hurt me and then burn them?
Yizhi: Yeah.
Zetian: I did that, but what do I do with the letters?
Carter: Can I say something that will probably annoy you?
Sadie: Since when do you ask for permission?
Rooney: Girls are hot. Boys are hot. Why is everyone so hot?!
Georgia: Global warming
Mal: Bitch
Darkling: *blocked*
Mal: Wait, unblock me, I need to tell you something
Darkling: *unblocked*
Mal: BITCH
Grogu: Hey, can you do me a small favour?
Din Djarin: I would literally kill for you but go on
Charlie: Hey, I am Charlie, and you?
Nick: Not as straight as I thought I was
Jude: That's for trying to murder the love of my life!
Cardan: I'm the love of your life?
Jude: I don't know, I'm still angry with you!
This is the prettiest picture I have ever taken from a concert btw
Sadie: *bursts into room and slams the door shut*
Carter: What did you do?!
Sadie: Nobody died!
Carter: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!
The plot of Labyrinth (1986) but it's Pekka Rollins trying to rescue his son from Kaz Brekker
Anyway it was the first time I voted for singers during the finals of eurovision and like
Me and my mother voted for 10 different singers and I am happy with that
But when I saw Finland losing I was there like "I shoul've voted 10 times for Cha Cha Cha"
And now I am mad because that's not how it's supposed to work. You should vote for the song(s) you like, not for just one song to make it win over another.
At the same time, juries shouldn't do what the want so yeah, if nothing changes then we'll keep going and I will fight alongside everyone else
Please let Marco Mengoni go on stage with the BDSM suit from Sanremo
I am looking at the Kingdom of Fantasy tag on tumblr and like
I have no idea of who are you all talking about half the time
They changed the names of the characters in the translations of the books and I can't tell them apart without pictures, it's frustrating. I must do a guide to connect the italian and the english names at least :')
(I read them in Italian)
Kell: Whoever can get Holland to fall asleep gets 500 coins!
Lila, holding up a frying pan: Where is he?
Thorne: Cinder, do you think age matters?
Cinder: Depends. Why are you asking?
Thorne: I need to see if I am too old for the kid's menu.