#scottmymccall

[bigtiddiegangwrite]

@scottmymccall – Y si con otro pasas el rato, Vamos a ser feliz, vamos a ser feliz, Felices los 4

I LOVE THAT SONG, I AM SO SORRY HUMANITY, I HAVE FAILED YOU. I WOULD TOTALLY DO MALUMA, I JUST... :’(

[ironxsilvcr]

scottmymccall replied to your post: why isn’t it may yet? i’m ready for eurovision

You can go look for Viña del mar, it’s our extended version of Eurovision hahaha

lol is it like the hunger games mafe? IS IT??  do relations between nations hang in the balance? do turkeys and pirates and vampires compete?

[thelittledarkrose]

Jake Gyllenhaal & Phoebe Tonkin for @scottmymccall

[merrittrps]

Magi “You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.”

@scottmymccall

Monica couldn’t remember the last time she had been able to drive back to her hometown, visit her parents and find some joy in such activity. And maybe the only reason why something had changed, was because she caved in. After all those years trying to be better, to reach their defeat, she was the one who lost the battle as she appeared with Ragi as her fiancé. While she would always be grateful that he accepted her strange idea, she also knew that it wasn’t easy to be among the Torres. It was never easy.

They were always prying into her life, especially her love life. Constant questions, creating alternative universes where their beautiful and lovely Monica would be married and taking care of her second child. While she didn’t mind that that was the path her sister was going through, Monica wished that, whenever she actually had free time to visit them, her parents would be proud of the woman she had become and the career she had just as much as they were thrilled to talk about Monica’s sister becoming a mother. 

It was expected from Monica that she would have another horrible experience during the holiday she’d spent with her parents. However, the moment her mother’s eyes landed on Ragi, everything changed. Monica felt lighter, she felt free to do whatever she pleased. And whenever a question would hit hard, whenever the hurtful words that would come from her own parents would get to her, she had her best friend right there.

It was a lovely night, the wind touched her skin enough to cause her some shivers, but still, Monica couldn’t move at that moment, too lazy to get inside and lose the chance of watching her family engaging in some sort of game. She wouldn’t take part of it, due to the fact she couldn’t understand the concept of losing a game and, because of it, for awhile, she was merely an observer. 

Allowing Ragi to get to know her family, watching as he’d slowly know more about her, her childhood, her adolescence, every single detail that no other man in her life had ever known. It was interesting, but also frightening. There was this strange feeling inside of herself that made her worried. Whenever she’d catch herself staring at him for too long. Or when she’d wake up from dreams she shouldn’t have. The plan seemed to be workin perfectly, but still, she feared it and the consequences of it.

“You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.” 

His words echoed inside of her mind before she’d finally come back to reality. It took her a few seconds to notice that she had been, once again, staring at him for possibly longer than she should. I can’t blame you, Mon... you’ve chosen a great man right here. I’d be staring at him all day too. She heard her sister sharing those words without questioning if they were appropriate. Still, Monica tried to laugh, to pretend she was happier than she usually was, that, for one day, she could fit in her own family. "Exactly... I’m a lucky girl. And thank you, baby. I love you.”

At any other day those three words could be shared between herself and Ragi and she would laugh about it. Just a joke, just pretending there was something else between them. But that day, while fully pretending she was, indeed, completely in love with the man in front of her, it felt... scary. And while this had been the best weekend she could’ve asked for, Monica couldn’t wait to come back home. To feel like herself again, to stop worrying about what her parents would ask next and to see in Ragi just a friend. Just a friend. 

[bigtiddiegangwrite]

48, 51, 59, 87, 99

48 –  what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?

The bad guy from Ferngully and clowns. I still fear clowns. 

51 –  think of a person. what song do you associate with them?

Uh, I have no one in mind, haha. I remember I thought of Versace on the Floor for Holly x Dick. 

59 – what's your favorite myth?

The penny one? Is that a myth? “see a penny, pick it up and all day long you’ll have good luck”. If not, then.. uh, Perseus? 

87 –  what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?

Roman Holiday, What’s your number?, un padre no tan padre, recién cazado, the old version of clash of titans, ferris bueller’s day off, she’s the man, deadpool...

99 – list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.

bohemian rhapsody, i miss you, landslide, michelle... 

these are actually hella fucking cute y'all

[ironxsilvcr]

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😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 HUBBY !! LAHV U !! <3

[bigtiddiegangwrite]

⭐️

“The Nightmare before Christmas” was meant to be my favorite movie. It all started when the parent of the girl who owned it in VHS gave it to me because the family was tired of me visiting everyday and asking to see the movie. 

for every ‘⭐️’ i get, i will post a fact about myself!

[bigtiddiegangwrite]

ღ ❥ ❤✘❣

ღ - mottos?

do no harm, take no shit. water off a duck’s back. 

❥ - sexual orientation

Okay, I’m still confused on this part. I’m bisexual and demisexual, because I need to have a friendship or something with the other person to think about sex. But on the other hand, I am a very sexual person? Like, I have a lot of fantasies with actors, singers, celebrities in general. So I think I’m not asexual?

❤ - single/taken?

Single. 

✘ - hates?

Too much sweetness in foods and drinks, when people are over cheesy, being sick, that my hair isn’t growing, people who think they’re the shit when they’ve done nothing, people who think they’re over the law or the rules. 

❣ - how would it be your ideal date?

Take me to a bar and let me ramble about beer. Take me to Barnes and Noble and we can read in silence, and maybe drink some coffee. 

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