What Does It Look Like?

What does it look like? 🤔

Måneskin in Roma, Italia (21 July 2023) playing “Le parole lontane”

This was such an incredible experience and it still feels surreal that I got to see them live in this lifetime. I will treasure this memory forever and I hope that even when I’m old and I get Dementia I will still be able to remember it. I feel honoured to be a part of what they called their “best show ever” (even if they probably didn’t even notice me in the audience, but I sure as hell noticed them) and I hope to see them again at least one more time before I go into the light (lol, getting super dramatic here). Maybe next time I’ll be able to make eye contact with Damiano, who knows? 😂 Until then, I’ll be listening to their albums on repeat and maybe in 2025 we’ll get Teatro d'ira - Vol. II, just saying 👀 (Må, if you’re reading this, you know what to do). I’m excited for whatever projects they have next and I will continue to support them through thick and thin (looking at you, Eurovision 😤) and hopefully I will get to experience more wonderful shows like this one in the (near) future. If not, I’m content with meeting one of my favourite bands ever, some dam lyrical geniuses and four of the most talented, inspiring and koolest (kids) musicians in the industry of all time.

Vi amiamo, Måneskin! You made my life with this performance and I hope to see you again!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️🌹x

Jaime Reyes is the type of guy who hates horror movies but only watches them cause his girlfriend’s in love with them. Husband material for sure ✨👌

The moment you’ve all been waiting for. Hope you like this sweet little story 😉

Imagine you and Jaime chilling at his place, two weeks into your relationship, just talking while in each other’s arms and he calls you beautiful all of a sudden. You’re taken aback. You’ve been called pretty before, but this time it felt different…it felt sincere. Before you could thank him and compliment him back, he transforms into Blue Beetle and starts punching you like he did to Carapax, while repeatedly saying that he is not a killer and eventually killing you. The end 🤗

Thalia doesn’t keep many things in the hundreds of years she’s been alive. 

But long ago, there were people, their names all but distant memories, who mattered in her 1st lifetime. It’s their things that stay hidden in her bag, reminding her of her mortal life. 

A blue hoodie, worn almost threadbare. The scent of its original owner, long since leached from the fabric. But if she closes her eyes, she can almost see the blue eyes of her first and only love. 

A pair of glasses. Frames cracked and crooked. A reminder of a brother she never got to truly know. 

A baseball cap. It’s magic long faded, branded with a forgotten logo. Memories of a blonde girl laughing hidden deep within. 

A letter. Ink fading, paper yellow. The last words of a dying friend. Words that wish her well, words that wished her well in a world they had fought side by side to save. 

Thalia doesn’t keep a lot of things, but even after all this time, Luke, Jason, Annabeth, and Percy will stay with her forever. The memories of her first family to remind her why life is so beautiful.

Question: would you guys like a Jamie Reyes imagine? If so, could you give me some ideas in the comments please? I genuinely have no clue how to do this lol