electric-boots

that’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me

A pinkberry playlist

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Tracklist:

  1. My Best Friend’s Hot/The Dollyrots
  2. My Maryanne/Dressy Bessy
  3. Fell In Love With A Girl/The White Stripes
  4. IILWMBF/Sälen 
  5. With A Girl Like You/Thao & The Get Down Stay Down
  6. Maybe/The Aquadolls
  7. Crush On You/The Jets
  8. Jessie’s Girl/Mary Lambert
  9. I’m Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance/Black Kids
  10. I’m Her/Ji Nilsson
  11. Drive/Glades
  12. Tell Me How It Is/HOLYCHILD
  13. Cured of Youth/Tennis
  14. Tongue Tied/Shura
  15. Then We Kiss/Icona Pop
  16. Lips/The xx
  17. Waves/Electric Guest
  18. My Boots/LIGHTS
  19. Acoustic Guitar/The Magnetic Fields
  20. Midway/Bad Bad Hats
  21. Life Lesson/dodie
  22. On Your Side/The Veronicas
  23. Helium/Sizzy Rocket
  24. Take Her From You/DEV
  25. Oh Baby Doll/La Femme
  26. Against the Night/Child Actor
  27. Shut Up Kiss Me/Angel Olsen
  28. I Was Made For Loving You/Myzica
  29. (Your Love Keeps Lifting Me) Higher and Higher/Pixie Lott
  30. Warm On A Cold Night/HONNE
  31. Star/Willow + Jabs
  32. Aurora/Marlene
  33. Heaven Is a Place on Earth/Belinda Carlisle
  34. I Want To Hold Your Hand/T.V. Carpio
  35. Life Is Rosy/Jess Penner

anonymous asked:

Hiiii I think you already know I've been lurking on your blog for a few hours lol I've been reading your posts about mitam and sott, sweet creature etc. Is it possible you could make one for more songs on the pink album? I would love to see woman or only angel!!! Specially woman tbh. I know it's a lot to just ask but it would be amazing! If you already have a post about this just ignore me lol (or direct me to it) thank you, sea xxx

WOMAN has always puzzled me, and I have read a lot of good interpretations, but I was still not really satisfied for my own musical curiosity. So here goes nothing. 

I am basing my interpretation on these lyrics, and will refer to times from this video:

Someone very fortuitously discovered an allusion to Charles Bukowski’s poem, Old Man, Dead in a Room

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IMAGINE COM NIALL HORAN

-Você a ama?-perguntei mesmo sabendo da resposta.

-Sim.-ele respondeu sorrindo-Eu sei que deve ser esquisito para você, ter seus melhores amigos juntos,mas isso acontece,S/n-ele disse

-É muito estranho.-falei tentando esconder a mágoa.

-É ela.-ele disse quando o seu celular tocou-Oi,Bela-ele disse sorrindo feito um idiota.

Ele foi até a varanda e ficou conversando com a minha suposta melhor amiga.Por que mesmo sabendo que eu amava Niall,ficou com ele.

Eu não sentia nada.As lágrimas não saiam.Nada.Era como se eu estive em estado de choque.Tentando recuperar as forças para,finalmente,chorar.

O olhei na varanda.Céus.Como ele pode ser tão lindo e maravilhoso?Como ele pode ser tão inalcançável?
Olhei no Twitter.Diversas fãs estavam xingando Bela.Dizendo que preferia eu com ele.E não os dois.Isso até me animou um pouco.

-S/N-ele me chamou e levantei o rosto-Tenho que ir.Bela me chamou para ir na casa dela-sorriu maliciosamente e já pensei no que eles poderiam,ou vão,fazer.

-Só não esquece a camisinha.-falei.

-Já tá comigo.-falou rindo e beijou minha testa.

-tchau,Niall.-falei

-Tchau,gata.-ele disse sorrindo e foi embora.

Levando com ele o meu coração.

•••
Três semanas se passaram desde que Niall veio falar comigo.Estava magoada por isso,mas tentava abafar.Tentava esquecê-lo.
Resolvi ir numa balada com Jane.Enquanto ela dançava loucamente,resolvi pedir algo para beber.
Depois que pedi,fiquei aguardando e olhando para o restante da balada.E avistei alguém.

Niall estava sentado numa mesinha.Sozinho.E olhava para o bolo de gente que dançava.
Peguei minha bebida e fui até ele.

-Oi,sumido-falei sarcasticamente,me sentando ao seu lado-Cadê a amada?

-Oi,s/n-ele disse sorrindo-ela tá dançando-falou olhando para o povo.

-A Jane também-falei

-Ela já bebeu?

-Ainda não.

-Por isso que não teve um topless em cima da mesa.-ele falou o que me fez rir.

-É.

Ele continuou olhando para Bela e eu tentava puxar assunto.Perguntava como estava indo o trabalho,a mãe,o gato…

-O que é aquilo?-ele perguntou e segui o seu olhar.

Bela estava beijando outro cara.Nossa,que cara!

Niall se levantou apressadamente e andou a passos firmes até lá.O segui para impedir de fazer alguma loucura.

-Bela!-ele disse com sua voz firme.O que me fez estremecer.

-Niall-ela disse baixinho se descolando do cara e tocou no peito de Niall,que tirou sua mão sem nenhuma delicadeza.

-Você realmente me ama.-ele disse para si mesmo.-O que você tá olhando,cara?-perguntou para o garoto que olhava a cena sem entender nada.

Niall avançou em cima dele e lhe deu um soco.Bela começou a chorar e eu o agarrei pelos braços.

-Niall,não.-falei o puxando para mim-Deixe-o ir-falei e fiz uma cara para o garoto sumir dali.

Depois de sumir em meio aquele monte de gente,olhei para Bela.

Ela chorava.Como era uma belíssima atriz essa garota.

-Por que você fez isso?-ele perguntou-na minha frente

-Eu bebi-ela falou-sabe que sou fraca com bebidas.

-Você só tomou uma latinha de refrigerante.-ele falou-Mas isso não importa mais.Está tudo acabado.Você sabe que traição para mim é algo imperdoável.Não foi um erro,Bela.Foi uma escolha.Escolhas têm consequências.-ele falou e a deixou ali.Chorando.

-S/N!-ela gritou quando eu estava seguindo Niall-Não me deixe!-falou

-Você namorou o único cara que eu realmente amei.E sabia disso.-eu falei-Eu gostaria de te consolar,mas ninguém me consolou.E ele-apontei para Niall que saia da balada-É o amigo que merece um consolo.Tchau,Bela.-falei e corri até Niall,que já entrava no carro.

-Niall!-gritei e ele olhou pra trás-me espera!

Ele parou e ficou me olhando enquanto corria até ele.

Respirei fundo quando finalmente o alcancei.

-Você anda muito rápido-falei controlando minha respiração e olhei para o seu rosto,ele chorava-Niall,eu nem sei o que te dizer…

-Eu realmente gostava dela.Pensei que finalmente um relacionamento meu daria certo-falou fungando.

-Vamos para a minha casa encher a cara?-sugeri

Ele me olhou.

-Ou podemos vestir roupas mais confortáveis,fazer pipoca e assistir à algum filme.

-As duas opções juntas.

-Também concordo.

Entramos no carro e ele deu a partida.Botei uma música e comecei a cantar de uma maneira engraçada para fazer-ló rir.

-Oh Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet
Oh but they’re so spaced out, Bennie and the Jets
Oh but they’re weird and they’re wonderful
Oh Bennie she’s really keen
She’s got electric boots a mohair suit
You know I read it in a magazine, oh
B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets-cantarolei alto e Niall gargalhou

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Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets
Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets
Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets
Jets, Jets
Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie
Bennie, Bennie and the Jets-ele cantarolou.

Ficamos cantando outras músicas até chegarmos na minha casa.

-Casa!-sorri quando abri a porta-Niall,pode tomar um banho.Você tá fedendo a boate.Tem algumas blusas suas que você esqueceu no meu guarda-roupa.

-Você guarda as minhas camisas?-ele perguntou rindo

-Se quiser eu doou.-falei e ele negou com a cabeça.

Enquanto ele tomava o banho,fui fazer a pipoca e um chocolate quente.Peguei um vinho e botei tudo na sala com os cobertores e liguei a TV.

Quando ele saiu,fui tomar o meu e logo voltei.

Nos aninhamos no tapete com o cobertor e o filme começou.Ficávamos brincando com a comida e o chocolate e rindo dos personagens do filme de comédia.

Quando percebi,o filme já havia acabado e a garrafa de vinho também.

-Esse vinho é muito bom-falei rindo,com certeza eu estava bêbada.

-Você é tão linda-ele disse rindo,ele também estava bêbado.

-Sei,Niall.Acho que esse vinho não caiu bem em você.

Ele só riu e me abraçou.

-O que seria de mim sem você?

-Acho que nada.-falei rindo e o abraçando também.

Ele me olhou bem nos olhos.Nossos rostos estavam tão próximos que se movêssemos mais um pouco,era capaz de nos beijarmos.

E foi o que ele fez.

Ele me beijou.

-Niall-gemi entre o beijo-tem certeza?

-Absoluta-ele falou continuando a me beijar.

E não relutei.

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Acordei na minha cama.Olhei para os lados e vi que Niall dormia ao meu lado.Será que fomos apenas dormir depois daquele beijo?
Me levantei para lavar o rosto e olhei pra baixo.Estava sem nada.Só uma mera calcinha preta que estava desbotada do lado.Mas eu tinha comprado essa calcinhas na semana passada e o tecido era muito bom,só se alguém tivesse puxado muito forte e…ah.
Eu transei com o meu melhor amigo pelo qual sou extremamente apaixonada!
Calma,eu preciso respirar,mas onde havia oxigênio?Puxei um roupão e vesti.Desci até a cozinha.É claro que ele encararia isto como uma simples transa.Eu encararia como uma declaração de amor para ele.Estava perdendo a cabeça.
Ouvi o barulho de passos e arregalei os olhos.Já esperava que ele dissesse que tudo foi um erro e que poderíamos esquecer isto.
Até ele chegar perto de mim,agarrar a minha cintura e me beijar apaixonadamente.

All of the stars

A fanfiction by jamietherainbowrebel.

Part one

Mikasa and Armin are astronauts on their one-way mission to humanity’s possible new home, Zoe194, while their best friend and brother Eren rots in his hospital bed, from cancer, loneliness and the longing for the stars he is never going to reach in this body.
Trying to escape the thought of losing him, Mikasa almost throws herself into distraction, searching for something she can hold onto-and falls into someone else’s arms.

Excuse my grammar, i am a german little bean and learned through eight years of english classes at school, video games, fan fiction, youtube, vacations and song lyrics.

Do not repost.

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“I’ve done this before”, Mikasa murmured, taking deep breaths-in through the nose, out through her lips. She had been weighing herself back and forth on her footpads without noticing and immediately stopped as she noticed the clear sign of her nervousness and crossed her arms in front of her chest, as if this gesture was giving her a barrier she could hold on to.

Yes, this was not Mikasas first time in a space suit. The musty air inside her helmet, that seemed to be built from ninety percent glass, the smooth and somewhat strange feeling while moving in this thick second skin or the way her feet touched the ground through tons of layers of fabric were things she got used to during tests, training and simulations.

But actually doing this was special. The fact, that those thousands of stars at the horizon and the other glowing planets that always seemed so distant from down on earth, were going to be real this time, thrilled and amazed the young woman both ways.

As realistic as any simulator could get-there was nothing like an original. At least, the astronaut thought so. It would be a pity, if it was just as normal as an illuminated screen, as normal as looking at the sky through a window or telescope.

But it wouldn’t be, she believed that. Otherwise she would not be reacting that way, though she could not tell whether it were signs of excitement or fear she was showing.

“Are you alright? Ackerman?”. Squad leader Erwin’s voice came through a small, almost invisible box in her helmet that was combined with a microphone as well. He was sitting in his office now, probably drinking some of the horrible coffee they served at the communication headquarters, looking at her trying to calm down.

She should have remembered that she was being watched and listened to almost everywhere during her job.

Whatever.

“Everything okay”, she replied. “Armin says the same. He is checking on your suit’s system right now but it doesn’t seem like anything should endanger you”.
Mikasa nodded. “Alright, then”.

“Not that you would have ever been in danger on one of your expeditions before”, the squad leader added, not changing his calm tone.

Thankful that Erwin was not trying to encourage her to just do it and finally make her dreams come true as probably someone else would have done, Mikasa turned away from the security door she had just passed and been staring at while waiting for the permission to start her very first spacewalk.

She stood at the entrance of a long, narrow tunnel that ended in another thick metal door. A familiar place she had already visited countless times during preparation and safety training. Still, this time was different. Even the air in the helmet seemed a little less bearable than in the simulations.

The simulation.

Mikasa had always been good at anything, if she really wanted to. No matter what she tried, she ended up leaving as a pro and the apprenticeship at the National Space Agency of Paradis was nothing unusual-she finished the tests as well as the theoretical finals as top student of the year.
The new question was: was she good at floating through actual… space? Or would she just start vomiting or faint as other people did during training?

But… no.

There was no big difference between doing something at that or another place, was there? Yeah, it should not be. Still, for a moment, Mikasa felt shook. As if her self-esteem disappeared and left nothing but a hole in her stomach.

She shook her head at her own fear.

It was bullshit to think she was going to fail her first expedition because of something like this. She was Mikasa Ackerman. Nothing would stop her.

“We are ready to let you out now. But you have to open the door yourself”, Erwin commanded. This was new. “There is a big green button to your left, two meters in front of the exit. Just press it whenever you’re ready. It is a new safety feature that has been added after an accident four years ago”.
Mikasa looked across the warmly lit corridor. In fact, there was a big green button, flashing slowly but garishly.
“Roger, Sir”.

Mikasa started using the control-board on her left arm. It was build like a small computer with a touchscreen, recessed in the fabric of her suit.

By giving the right commands she had been studying during the last few years, the electrical magnets inside her boots activated, connecting her to the ground. They were going to keep her in place when the doors opened.

Moving with the magnets activated had been part of her lessons. She was almost moving as fast as she would have been able to without her suit and after a few big steps, she reached the green button.

“Alright. I’m ready”. “Take care, Ackermann”. “I will”, she promised.

The scout reached out for the green blink and pressed it.

Setting off a warning light, the door, only a few steps in front of her, started moving inwards.
Slowly, Mikasa could see more and more of the outside-of the nearly endless darkness she always wished so badly to reach for ever since she was a kid.

Even before the door was fully opened, she suddenly remembered sitting on a meadow with Armin and Eren at night-the full moon shining right on their faces. They had been counting stars for hours, before Armins grandfather or Carla caught them.

They always found more stars every night.

“Ackermann. Go”. Erwin’s voice brought Mikasa back to reality and she realized that the door was now fully opened.

Gosh, i need to keep myself together. And awake.

From behind, a thick cable connected to her back with a click sound and she stepped over the doorframe.

The exit closed, leaving a hole for the safety-rope while Mikasa stepped forward onto the moving outside wing of the Phoenix.

The giant rotating wings that were moving around the middle part on giant rails caused gravity on the inside of the ship.
Mikasa was now standing at the root of one of them, not knowing where up and down were anymore, rotating together with the wing, around and around, as the ship drifted further and further into darkness.

Above her head, actually everywhere she looked, a giant blackness covered the horizon, covered in light spots, some of which where bigger or seemed closer to her than others.

“Ackermann? Is everything fine with the equipment? How do you feel”. “Everything according to plan, sir. I’m as okay as it gets”, Mikasa replied.
“Good. Move around. The rope only allows you to move in a bordered area, but this should be enough for the first time. Walk a little bit and also try moving without the magnets”.
“Roger”.

Once more using her control board, Mikasa deactivated her boots and lifted her feet off the ground.

Only held by the line now, she floated upwards-wherever that was-and lost track of everything.
The amazing view was already somewhat familiar from the planetarium and the observation deck-but actually being here, floating in the middle of nowhere was beautiful and thrilling at the same time.

It felt like a dream.

Mikasa heard her heartbeat strike louder and louder.

“Amazing, isn’t it?”. Now it was Armin on the mic. “I’m already looking forward to working with you. Mikasa?”.
“Of course. I just… Eren should be with us”. Her best friend sighed, responding with: “I know, believe me. But he also wants us to be happy and stop feeling bad for him. Concentrate on your work”. The young woman nodded. “I will. Just… sorry to always bother you with this”.
“I miss him as much as you do. You’re not bothering anyone!”, Armin tried to brighten the mood.
Suddenly, Erwin was back on the line.

“Sorry to interrupt you guys but Mikasa should try if she can move through the vacuum on herself. She need to gave control over her movements at all times out here”. “On my way. Sorry, sir”.

The black haired girl tried a few simple movements like pretending to swim through the emptiness to move or float forward and backwards until her coach and Armin were satisfied.

“We’re done for today, Mikasa”.

“I can come back inside whenever you need me to”, she said, hoping she would be allowed to stay just a minute longer. It really was as amazing as she had imagined it out here-even better.
“O, it’s all right. Stay as long as you want. I’ll leave Arlert connected to you, just in case you need help or anything. But please be back on time”. A smile appeared on her face as she answered: “Understood!”. “See you in the cafeteria”.

She couldn’t hear her squad leader’s footsteps in the lab he and Armin were sitting in and watching over her on a screen, but a few seconds later, she was sure he was gone.

“Come out with me, Armin”, Mikasa said. “It’s beautiful”.
“I’d love to… but i have orders, as you heard. Sorry. We can go to the observatory later”.
Of course. Why had she been asking him in the first place.

“Look Armin!”. Mikasa did a few saltos over her cable and her friend laughed at how childish the thoughtful, quiet Mikasa could behave when they were alone.

Later, she actiated the magnets again.

She took her time to just sit on the metal wing and stare at the sky, maybe even forgetting about Armin who was still watching her.

After a few minutes, she got up and turned to a camera she supposed was on.

“Okay, i think i’m coming back inside”. “Use the green button-thingy at the left side of the door frame”.
“ ‘kay”.

She did as he said and entered the tunnel once more, this time getting back into the changing room.

When she pulled off her helmet later on, everything she had seen out there suddenly seemed surreal and dream-like.

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“It was amazing! It was as if… I don’t know”. Mikasa stopped, seeking for the right words to describe the feeling of leaving the Phoenix for the first time.
“I think i understand”, a sudden reply came from her screen. Eren smiled at his adopted sister. “It’s the same thing i imagine when i look at the stars and think of you guys. I’m so happy you finally got these jobs you worked so hard for”, he said and Mikasa knew he meant it.

After all, he loved them both, Armin and her, and stood strong back on earth while they were travelling to Zoe194, a small planet that once every one hundred years travelled far enough into earths reach to be visited by a ship.
The planet had an atmosphere similar to earths and the Phoenix and her team were preparing to do researches, document life and explore possible places to build villages or even cities on the planet’s surface.
The Phoenix was travelling with Speed of Light and was not going to return back home in this cycle of Zoe194, which meant there was no going back for her.

Getting on board of this ship was more than just a lifetime-dream. It was something to dedicate one’s life to. After all, the journey took four years, even with this unbelievable amount of speed.

“It would be cool if i could be with you guys now”. Eren touched the cables ending in an injection in his arm, feeling the biological anchors tying him down to earth since he was fifteen.

“I wish so, too”. She let out a sigh. “But always remember that our food is awfull. Like… everything doesn’t really taste good because we’re in space. Everything in space tastes like dried out bread that has been laying in water for a few hours”. Her brother laughed.
“Anyways. How are things going back home?”.

“A few actors have been caught selling marijuana, the singer of an
emo-band is dead, France just voted for a new president…”.
Mikasa interrupted him.

“No, i meant-what about you?”.

Eren looked at her as if she was joking about a really sensitive topic.
He didn’t like being reminded that he did nothing but laying in bed all day, even if Mikasa did not mean to hurt him.
“Well… i got a new injection this morning… a bird flew against my window… and i watched “Germany’s next top model”.“
"To improve your german, i suppose?”, she giggled at the thought of Eren laying in his bed and watching stupid young girls in dresses trying to smile so hard that they failed. And all that in german.

“There is only one channel on this old TV they gave me. And our parents didn’t visit today, so i had a lot of time to kill”.
“Unlike you guys”, Mikasa finished the sentence with what she thought he would say if he were in a worse mood.

“I’ll send them a message that you need company if there is no other way to entertain you”, the black haired girl made a suggestion, while her tone showed that she wasn’t to serious about it.

“Oi, Mikasa! I can look after myself alone, okay?”, he said, knowing that she wouldn’t just call Grisha and Carla and tell them to baby-sit Eren. Mikasa knew how much he hated that, after all.

They laughed a little bit more about this or that before Mikasa had to get ready for dinner.

“I guess we won’t see each other any more. Really soon”, Eren said, when he looked at the digital clock on his sister’s wall.
“When we are out of reach to send messages to earth… we might not be able to stay in contact, yes”, the astronaut nodded.
“But that’s not today. Let’s just chill out. I need to go for dinner”.
“Okay. Let’s talk tomorrow… i’m not going anywhere”.

“Love ya”.

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The cafeteria was far too big for a crew of just fourteen people. A hundred silver-shining tables with similar chairs stood in a circle around a dispenser inside a clean room with big windows that let in starshine.

One had to take a plate, place it inside the dispenser and scan the chip inside their leather bracelets to get a meal.

Today, there were spaghetti.
Mikasa probably did exaggerate it a bit when she said that nothing tasted good on the ship-actually, tonight’s menu wasn’t too bad.

She grabbed a cup of water and took a seat next to Armin and Sasha, a brown haired girl that stayed in the suite next to her.

“How was your test run?”, she asked Sasha who just finished her portion. If Mikasa could tell one thing about her, it was that Sasha ate… a lot. Very fast. Still she was well shaped from the sport, specifically archery, she played every day. There was a gym on the entertainment deck where archery was also available-just like almost everything. This ship was build to be luxury herself.

“It was fine! What a pity that we aren’t there yet. On Zoe, i mean. I bet it’s even cooler down there”, the brunette responded, laying her fork on the blank plate. “I am more than excited to arrive there. And it’s still such a long way…”.

“Hm. We will have to get used to all the sunlight again”, Armin laughed.
“But yeah… it will be the coolest thing ever!”.

For a moment, his eyes flashed in excitement-almost like a little kid’s-before he came back to the mask all of them wore all day. Scientist’s faces.

Mikasa tried her spaghetti. The sauce was more of a soup than a sauce but she got used to the stuff served here, so it didn’t bother her.

She even felt a little bit reminded of the pasta Carla always made, for example on a birthday or party, which she always loved.

“We should get some sleep if we want to make it out of bed tomorrow!”, Armin suddenly said, eyes widened, in surprise this time. His daily planner-consisting of a small, handy screen with an
, showing him his duties and free time periods. The next day, breakfast was at four o'clock, with an alarm set for half an hour earlier.

With a look at her clock, her friend’s fear was understandable: it was 10 pm.

“Is it going to be a meeting? Maybe you have a test run tomorrow morning or something like that”.

“Nope. You are coming with me”, the blue eyed said with a closer look at the table on his screen.
“What for?”.
Armin looked at the glowing letters once more. “Introducing squad members + practice outside”. He smiled. “They are preparing the scouting squads for Zoe! We will work together!”.

Mikasa was just as happy as him-instead of Armin, there would have only been Sasha as a person she could more or less bear as someone to see 18/7 and work or share a room with on their final destination.

“Who else is coming?”, she asked, activating her own planner to search for a member list.

“Sasha..”. Hell yeah. “Jean”. Hmhm. “Aaaaand…. wait… who the hell is that guy?”.

Mikasa leaned over Armin’s shoulder to take a look at the last name. Her own planner was running low on battery, so she packed it away.

“Levi? No, i don’t know him. He is like… almost fifteen years older than us. There’s not mich to talk about with such people”.

A sarcastic-smirk appeared on her friend’s face. “Well how do you know that if you never talked to him?”.

“His files. We can look at each other’s files with the planners and see some basic info of each other”.
“I know, i was joking”. “Good”.

To be exact, Levi was 40, Mikasa 22 years old.

They ate up, left shorly after Sasha and went to bed early.

There was not going to be time for a shower in the morning if the alarm was only set half an hour earlier than the meeting, so Mikasa went straight to the bathroom and showered, against her habits, in the evening this time.

When she climbed under the cool sheets, she suddenly thought of that Levi-guy once more. Was he looking at her files right now? Or Armin’s? Maybe Sasha’s, and wondering what kinds of people they were?

Whatever.

The main plan was to work together. Nothing else was really important, was it?

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I have a Question for all The Talented and Hardworking Miraculous Artists

Now, I’m a complete fan of Marinette dressing in Chat Noir Themed stuff such as this beauty by @pozolegirl (I LOVE YOUR WORK! BIG FAN) or these wonderful pics by @zoe-oneesama (These are so cool!) or this adorable comic by @sweetsweetsweetie (Serious Cute Overload)! And those are just the recent ones I can think of! I love all of them so much!

But the main part of Chat’s outfit is the tight black material and the main gimmicky part of Chat’s Persona is puns and flirting. His main power is destruction and that’s not really something I associate with cute outfits.

Where’s The ‘Bad Girl with a Cat twist’ aesthetic outfits? Where’s the tight leather? The Black knee high boots? The electric green accessories? Where the ‘destruction’ part of these outfits?

Where are the pics with Marinette rocking up in tight ripped pants, a leather jacket, maybe a black/ grey ombre flowy crop top with the word ‘Cataclysm’ in dripping green letters like cataclysm has actually been used on the shirt and loose messy hair with cat ears perched on top and dark smokey eyes? 

Give me Bad Girl with Cat Aesthetic!Marinette (and maybe Adrien having a mild heart attack in the background).

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spring awakening character aesthetics \ 

 melchior- a leather bound journal, bookshops, the clicking of a typewriter, ink on paper, old book smell 

 moritz- electric lights at a concert, stale cigarette smoke, a loaded gun, oversleeping on a school day, the tuning of a guitar

 wendla- lace, floral patterns, fairytales, playing pretend, picking flowers, pastels

 ilse- wild flowers, a used painter palette, running away, laying in a field of tall grass, finding constellations 

 hanschen- classic literature, black combat boots, the electric guitar, greek statues in museums, old photography

 ernst- used watercolors, church bells, flower gardens, a starry sky, vines of grapes, photography

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In a girly mood. Thus…SLUMBER PARTY!!!!