Im Definitely Not Your Sister. Rachel McAdams As Sigrit In Eurovision Song Contest: The Story Of Fire

“I’m definitely not your sister.”     ↳ Rachel McAdams as Sigrit in “Eurovision Song Contest: The Story of Fire Saga” (2020)

🪐 —  HERA KOSTOPULIS  for  howl !

 ❝  ────── i think i need a devil to help me get things right.  

  A SMILE SPARKS  &  quickly catches to spread crookedly across his face, gleaming curtain of hair falling over a shoulder as the wizard tilts his head to one side.  &  he regards hera with curiosity alight in his green eyes, even as they drink down her undeniable beauty.  ❝ is that what you think i am then ?  some kind of devil ?  ❞ 

🪐 — EDWARD TEAGUE​  for  sarah !

     “Oh?” Presumably, she had just seen him attempt to assemble a trumpet. An endeavor that had taken him far longer than it should have- he still wasn’t sure if he had done it right. Teague awkwardly gripped the instrument. Give him a violin or even a set of drums and he could eventually figure things out. These brass instruments were another beast entirely. The mechanics of the mouthpiece alone was a nightmare. Still, Teague was determined to figure this out for no other reason than because he had little choice. Of course, he couldn’t do that with some nosey teenager breathing down his neck. Teague shrugged and turned away refocusing on the trumpet. “ The bell is about to ring. Go to class. ”

   SHE DOESN’T EVEN PLAY BRASS,  but sarah can still tell that the finger valves are upside-down on the trumpet the new band teacher is holding.  ❝ i’m pretty sure that front valve-slide goes in the other way, ❞  she says, a brow quirked curiously. mr. teague, as the principal had introduced him on the first day of band class, had so far defied all her expectations of what a band teacher would be like, barely even seeming to care about their marching formations or their symphonic arrangement. but when sarah had slipped into the music room after third period, intending to retrieve her sheet music so that she could run through the most challenging bits over her lunch period, she hadn’t expected to find him trying  &  failing to assemble one of the horns.  ❝ you sure you don’t want a hand ?  kinda looks like you’re struggling over there, mr. t. ❞  &  she smiles slightly, a tiny signal that his secret is safe with her  —  sarah may be a little weird, but she’s no snitch.  ❝ it’s just my lunch now, anyways. ❞

Lighthouse by Katie Maria

🪐 — some lil hc’s regarding giovanni’s band :

●   gio  &  brian are connected oc’s of mine that are in the same band, but it’s gio’s band. gio started it,  &  he cares a lot more about it. he originally taught brian how to play bass as a temporary fill-in for little local gigs  &  brian just kind of stuck around. ●  gio writes most of the actual music, although the drummer, shane ( who is also an oc of mine, but he’s not currently being written on tumblr ), is actually the best at lyric structure, so he does a lot of the lyrics. brian does not help with writing, he just shows up to practice  &  plays what gio tells him. ●  their musical style is straight up punk rock, but there’s some influence from classic blues as well  — specifically in gio’s guitar melodies. ●  gio's lyrics are usually pretty aggressive  &  political. very anarcho-punk. shane’s lyrics are softer, usually more poetic. if you know the boys, you can always tell who wrote which bits.  ●  the band doesn’t have a name. well, it does, but it changes every few months, so pretty much no one knows what it is at any given moment. gio thinks it has to be the perfect name if they’re going to “make it,”  &  always finds a reason to drop every name they try before too long. this is running joke between the members, because how are they supposed to get anywhere without name recognition. eventually they will settle on a name, but stay tuned as to what it is, as gio just hasn’t decided yet.  i think when he does, it will be something that is a subtle honorary reference to his late younger brother, damiano. ● gio sings at gigs, but he doesn’t actually want to be vocalist for the long term. he feels he’s only mediocre at singing, so he’d really rather just lead on guitar. the band is perpetually looking for a permanent singer, which is also something of a joke between the members.

the emerald ring that izzy always wears around the cravat at his throat was a family heirloom that belonged to his mother.  miriam was a kind  &  compassionate seamstress who married richard hands shortly after moving to london from her ancestral home near modern-day gaza.  as a child, izzy loved his mother very much  —  she is the only person who has ever touched him gently.  when she died of pneumonia when he was twelve years old, izzy kept her ring for himself.  for awhile, he wore it on his finger.  when he joined the navy he kept it safely hidden in his inside pocket.  only after he joined edward’s crew did he begin to wear it at his throat, always visible  &  yet holding his defensive outfit tightly closed.