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My First AJ

Fanfic Part 2/2

⚠️WARNING⚠️

🔞+18 This text might content inappropriate vocabulary, alcohol abuse, nudity and sex.

❌Typos can be found too, spanish is my first language.

This fanfic was written from the bottom of my heart and with all respect to Aaron Judge deserves.

Hope you enjoy 😉

I'M LEAVING TODAY

You woke up. Tired of last night's fun, and what a fun you had, i mean, you fucked with Aaron-phd-Judge, of course you're tired. But when you turned on your side of the bed, he was gone.

You didn't expect something from him but, at least, you wish for him to wake you up and say goodbye.

You got up from bed with the sheets still on you and took a shower to clean up your body and mind. You still smelled like him, you didn't want to clean his mark from you, but you needed it urgently for some reason.

The water started to run down your body and so the memories, because this was the third night in a row you woke up in his bed. Yes, you've been having sex with him for 3 nights straight.

The day after the first night, you went to your Airbnb and screamed to the pillow with your cousin beside you, wanting to hear the gossip.

"Oh my god, spit the soup already" and of course you did. You save certain details for yourself, but you were actually happy for what you thought it was a one night Stand with Aaron. Until it wasn't. You were tempted to call him again, but you went out to enjoy the city instead. The day was awesome and you were about to call it a day when you received a text. Surprising? Of course, but you secretly wished for it and with three words you were hoped and turned on. "Where r u?"

By the third night you practically arrived to his place by yourself. And, for the third day, you woke up alone, used the shower and prepared to leave, but this time, leave for a long time. You have to catch a flight the next day in the morning to your actual home. The memories were all you had to survive his absence after those nights.

You remembered the kiss of his lips giving you chills on their way down between your legs. You remembered his tongue, his fingers, him inside you, the way you have to adapt yourself to his size and how you cum like 10 times or more... you suddenly began to sob because, even tho you were 99% sure this was just a fling, that 1% left wanted something MORE.

"Pull yourself together, stupid. You can't cry over this . It was wonderful while it lasted, but you have to move on" but you knew you didn't want to, and forced yourself to got out from the shower, running to avoid being with your thoughts one more second.

When you were walking to the same elevator everything began, you ran into a mature lady who was cleaning the house. She looked at you, surprised but not shocked and talked.

"Buenos dias, señorita" whether you were latina or knew how to speak Spanish, you understand what she said and return the greeting. "Well at least one has some manners"

"Excuse me but, are you implying there are others?" You regretted that instantly.

"Not implying tho. There are other girls here too. Not too many, just a few sólo. Una que otra repite su visita, but you are a new face. Aunque normalmente tengo instrucciones de dejar limpia la habitación"

"Today you...?"

"No, today he said do not disturb, Gloria, again. It's been 3 days i can't clean until midday, y eso me retrasa en todo, en todo" her accent was too Dominican and heartwarming for some reason.

"De veras lo siento" you said, your hands on your chest. You didn't want to keep you hopes high. Maybe he was just being nice, you didn't know how to react. "That was nice of him and thank you too, ma'am"

"No hay de que, mija, you are not just nice but beautiful too. No problem, i don't have much to do after my job so, puedes despertarte tarde si quieres." She smiled.

You thanked the woman again.

"Wanna grab some breakfast? You must be starving"

"No, thank you, i'm in a hurry. My cousin is waiting for me"

"Well, i hope i see you again, honey. Have a nice day"

"You too, ma'am, it was so nice to meet you"

You entered the elevator and took a uber to your airbnb. There you collapsed. You were overwhelmed by everything you've been living this days and you didn't know how you were going to tell him you were about to leave, even worse, you didn't know if he was going to care. That was the big fat problem.

Your cousin was leaning in the door, watching you torture yourself.

"I wanted to be on your shoes the first night but know... did you tell him?"

"Of course not, I...I..." she sit down on the side of the bed, took your hand and rubbed it.

"Well, you can just disappear, avoid rejection and keep the good memories or you can tell him this is your last night together and see what happens"

"And what if it's not what i want to hear?"

"At least you'll know"

"What if he doesn't call today? Could happen"

"Stop doing that, okay? He will call and you will tell him. Now, get up"

She was right. You packed your things and enjoyed Manhattan for the last time. You didn't know how much time will pass until you came back to the city of your dreams again, so you tried to enjoy as much as you could the rest of the day.

You visited a lot of places and avoid watching the last game at the stadium, you had enough the last few days.

After the sun hided behind the skyscrapers, you grabbed your cousin's hand, enjoying an ice cream. You felt a little bit tired but couldn't helped checking your phone to see if you had messages. Mom, dad, friends, your boss... nothing from him.

"You okay?"

"Well i guess i won't say goodbye"

"Hey..." she took your chin and raised it up "stop sabotaging yourself. You can if you want to. You know where he lives"

"But i don't wanna look like a stalker or too desperate"

"Girl you are desperate, so what the hell, go for it"

"He doesn't live too far from here"

You didn't want to show at his place so surprisingly but you were dying to see him for the last time.

"Just don't be late tomorrow, okay? We don't wanna miss the flight" you said yes and ran straight to him.

The doorman recognized your face and let you in. You were extremely nervous to go up but you needed this.

You entered. He wasn't around, you walked to his bedroom, you heard the water running, he was taking a shower; you felt like walking away from there, like you were intruding into his intimacy but, instead, you stepped in and got into the bathroom, maybe he was expecting you because he didn't jump when you opened the door. You took your clothes off, the underwear and got into the shower. You kissed his back, feeling the hot water on your lips while he was washing the shampoo from his hair.

"Hi there"

"Hi there" he turned and grabbed you by the face, giving you a sweet kiss. Your heart ached. This was just too painful, too intimate, but you couldn't say anything, you let yourself flow with the moment.

"You okay? I feel you... tense"

"Yes, it's just... Don't worry" you continued kissing him from lips, to torso to every single part of his body. The water felt great on you after the day you had, but you weren't there to enjoy anything but him.

He turned you against the wall and started feeling your body with his hands. He kissed your earlobe, your neck, your back and the rest of the song (if you know what i mean) before he began to move his hips inside you. You were wet and not because of the shower. He moved faster until you felt your legs trembling. You had to force yourself not to fall. He grabbed you for a long moment, moaning in your back. He pulled away and you kissed him again before taking the fun to the bed.

There he kissed you with desperation, putting his tongue inside your mouth, biting your lip like an apple. He touched every inch of your skin giving you chills, making you arch your back, handing yourself at his will and god, the things he did to you... he made you touch the sky, the stars... like he knew this was your last encounter.

He was dominant all the time, you scratched his back trying not to give at the tremors of pleasure. You were fucking like animals, but also, he was as tender as you could imagine. He was careful all the time, you could see a sparkle of something in his eye. Love? Pity? Whatever the hell that was, you were kinda making love for the first and last time. You were not going to ruin that... for now.

After you cum, a lot, you fainted beside him, watching the moon coming out in the horizon.

It was 3 o'clock in the morning when you woke up, you had to be at the airport at 8 a.m. so you needed to hurry. He woke up, confused.

"What you doin'?"

"I need to go"

"Why?"

"Aaron, you know this is our last night together, right?"

"I mean, for know" he got up and rubbed his eyes "i leave in a few hours but i'll be back in two weeks"

"Yes, but i also leave in a few hours and i won't come back in God knows how much time"

"What?"

"I don't live here. My home is far far away from here" hia gaze was lost in the wall, poker faced, his hands holding. Was he pissed off? Was he sad? What was he thinking? The suspense was killing you "sorry i didn't tell you before but i didn't think this was going to be a thing between both of us, i mean"

"I honestly thought that too" there was that pain in your heart again. You were expecting those words but you didn't want to actually hear them "but then we woke up together, hugging each other, and i couldn't say goodbye. So i kept calling and waiting for you to came back"

You both exhaled loudly, with no clue about the future.

"So... what are we going to do?" You asked.

"I have no fucking idea, but let's enjoy this few moments together. We'll figure it out later" you kissed deeply, with the moon lighting the moment.

Like Christopher Cross said: when you get caught between the moon and New York City, the best that you can do is fall in love.

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My first AJ Fanfic

Part 1/2

⚠️WARNING⚠️

🔞+18 This text might content inappropriate vocabulary, alcohol abuse, nudity and sex.

❌Typos can be found too, spanish is my first language.

This fanfic was written from the bottom of my heart and with all respect to Aaron Judge deserves.

Hope you enjoy 😉

Start spreading the news...

You were finally there.

One of your biggest dreams has come true. You were desiring to go to New York City since you were a kid, and now you are in front of the JFK entrance with your luggage in one hand and the ticket in the other one. You couldn't believe it.

"Hey there, are you still here?" Your cousin decided to go on this trip with you, she's actually you bestfriend too, so you couldn't be more excited.

"Yes, i'm... yes"

You barely could speak. You finally got out of the airport and grabbed a cab, you didn't wanted to get lost on your first day. It was like a movie, you admire every single thing of the city, the driver also started asking qustions.

You arrived at your airbnb. Hotels weren't an option, you guys wanted to live the whole NY experience, feel like a real new Yorker and that's why you rented a two bedroom studio in the middle of Manhattan, with spectacular views of central park, the sunset and the city in general. Little bit expensive but totally worth it.

"Lemme say, this is incredible"

"I know right? Totally worth spend my whole retirement savings" that were partially true but you were enjoying yourself as hell.

The itinerary included atypical things to do. Like visiting museums, cathedrals, monasteries, farms, libraries and bars. But also the Empire state, maybe Broadway, Times Square, the Madison Square garden and, of course, the Yankee stadium. You were dying to go there and see a game. Your whole plan was based on the Yankees calendar. Yes, just because you wanted to see HIM in person.

You both went to a grocery store to buy your dinner and breakfast, some snacks and spend a few hours watching tv before sleep.

The first two days flew by, a lot of activities were planned and done, but you were anxious, anxious to finally see a game. You aboard the subway to the Bronx.

"AAAHHH, I can't wait"

"Relax, we are almost there" you were praying not to get lost. But a few people with the Yankees Jerseys lead the way. It was a huuuge stadium, stunning, you held your breath avoiding the imminent scream about to come out of your mouth until finaly you took your sit.

The air was a little bit cold. Your Yankee Jersey wasn't enough to cover and your skinny jeans were suddenly to skinny, but it didn't matter, at that moment, you were genuinely happy.

The players came out of the clubhouse and the crowd was deafening. A match against the Astros, of course you needed to chant at the top of your lungs and your heart almost failed when you spotted him, in the line, about to sing the National anthem. You barely could do the same.

"Playball" the game was on, the crowd was still on fire saying things, and you joined them (Altuve fell from your grace) then, the top of the first ended and was Aaron Judge turn. You almost died when you saw him pray, and your heart stopped when he was defending the right field but the cherry on top of this cake of emotions was when you caught his homer.

Right after the firts pitch he swung the bat and the ball landed on your hands. A couple of guys fell almost fellover you, but they couldn't take away the ball from your claws.

The joy filled your soul and your cousin hugged you. You kissed the ball and the smile on your face didn't disappear. It was like the stars aligned to that very moment.

The inning finished and, when you saw him coming back to the right field, you called him. You weren't expecting anything in particular, but you unconsciously did it anyway.

"HEY, AARON" he actually turned and your face was red like red pepper, you could even feel your ears burning. You shook the ball and he grinned "Can you sign this for me?"

"Of course, meet me at the end of the game" he winked?!

"YES HE WINKED AT YOU BITCH" your cousin read your mind and you shut her mouth with your hand you didn't want Aaron to hear that.

And finally the game was over. Yankees won 5 to 2 but the only thing you wanted at that moment was his autograph.

You jumped over the benches trying to reach the dugout. Your cousin could barely keep the pace, you were like a soul dragged by the devil. But it wasn't necessary to run, he was there, signing balls.

"I was waiting for you"

"Really?" Your heart was pounding so hard on your chest that you swore he could hear it. He took his homer and signed it.

"Are you free tonight?"

"Of course"

"Where can i found you?"

You arrived to your place in a blink, hurried to get ready to go out with him. You were mechanically doing things, you still couldn't believe you were about to date Aaron fucking Judge. You whole dream come true. You dreamed about this exact moment and you still asked your cousin to pinch your arm so you could be totally sure you weren't dreaming again. This time it was as real as the fresh air you where breathing.

"Let me tell you, girl, you look stunning" you were wearing a cute flowered green and pink dress and wedge sandals. You were going to a casual restaurant, nothing too fancy (you hate fancy restaurants) so he knew exactly where to go. "If you weren't dating HIM, i would be annoyed you were leaving me here watching T.V." you grinned when suddenly your phone rang. Yes, you wrote your phone number on his hand while he was giving you his autograph.

"Coming" send. you said goodbye and when you opened the door, he was there, standing in front of you, looking handsome as fuck, with a plain white tee, jeans and sneakers.

"Hey"

"H-h-hey" your face turned red again, he offered you his arm and you both rode his beautiful car. The conversation flowed naturally, the nerves were eating you alive. His smile, his laughter, were not helping at all.

You finally got to the place. A gorgeous restaurant at the rooftop of a building. The fairy lights decorating the place, with a lot of colored cushions on its chairs. Casual but still kind of exclusive; the table had his name above the word Reserved. The maitre didn't ask who he was, he directly guided you to your sits. You ordered food but mostly alcoholic drinks. You both were kinda drunk.

The night was delightful and omg the way you flirt with each other... it was so obvious you wanted MORE.

A chill ran through your body catching his attention.

"Are you cold?"

"No, don't worry, it's okay"

"Oh my, no, no, let's get going. I know a place you can be warmer"

It wasn't butterflies in your stomach but bees or something. You were about to throw up all dinner because of how nervous you were.

He parked the car in front of a tall building and gave the keys to another guy. You enter an elevator and suddenly everything went silent.

The sexual tension grew up between the two of you when he grabbed you trying to warm you up with his enormous hands and the his hand moved from your arms to under your leg, to your hips, giving you chills again and, of course, you fell under his touch... he bowed to kiss you (way too bowed 'cause you are considerably shorter than him) and your lips finally touched.

¡Oh-my-god! The feeling was amazing, better that you could've ever imagine. His lips were smooth, his mouth tasted sweet and you felt like heaven; the bees in your stomach turned into a hurricane of desire and made you deepen the kiss. He grabbed you by the butt while you tanggled your legs on his waist and your arms around his neck; your hand touching his hair, never stopped kissing each other.

The gates of the elevator opened behind you while he walked straight to his bedroom.

The bed was big and soft and felt comfortable under your bare skin; he was taking your dress out in the way to you final destination, so you got to the matress with half of your clothes on. He kissed your neck and your chest with delicacy, turning you on and making you claim for more.

You took his shirt off, admiring his sculpturated body.

"Like what you see?"

"Baby, i love it"

The kisses and the touching continued, you couldn't wait, you were desperate to consume the night, and you finally made it happen. He was on control all night, so it was your turn, there, on HIS bed.

You putted your self on top, kissing his body and then acomodated to his size.

"You okay?"

"Perfect" 'lil bit of pain but disappeared right after you started moving and delicious wasn't the actual word to describe how were you feeling at that moment. Both of you sweating, moaning, moving faster, touching and kissing each other; he bit your lip and dirty talked in your ear, grabbing your back with fierceness, turning you on more than before and making you finished in a couple of minutes, he did it a moment later.

"Fu-u-ck, y-ee-s!" He pressed his hands on your hips, controlling himself while his relief ran through your body, exhaling heavily, falling above his exhausted chest. You breathed in his smell, when suddenly his voice filled your ears and his hands touched your back, kissing you deeply once again.

"My god, you were amazing" he smiled on your lips, you grinned too.

"And you were right, i'm warmer now"

The night got cooler while passing by. You took a cigarrete off your purse, you putted on the tee he was wearing and went out to the balcony. The stars were shinny bight, the air running cold, and the city was down there, in all its greatness but, just for a night, you felt greater than the NYC.

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Somos de quien pensamos durante los diez segundos entre canción y canción.

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He estado escribiendo esta historia desde hace ya varios meses, casi un año me atrevo a decir. Ya hay personas que la han leído pero me gustaría que incluso más gente lo hiciera, y que me dieran sus opiniones respecto al libro. Espero la lean, la disfruten, comenten y compartan, me ayudaría muchísimo y a seguir mejorando... Gracias de antemano :)

 A Life to Love You 

I’ve been writing this story since a few months, almost i year i dare to say. There are some people who read it already but i would like even more people did it and gave me their opinion about it. I really hope you read, enjoy, comment and share it, that would help my a lot and to keep getting better... Thanks beforehand :)

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13 reasons why season 2

SPOILER ALERT!!!

As you may noticed, i always give my opinion about the shows or movies i’m watching or books i’m reading and this ain’t an exception.

So let me tell you what i think about the second season of 13 reasons why and why this was way better than the first one.

In this season we can see al the empty spaces in the chronology, why Hannah was very upset with certain people and why things happened as they did.

Characters got their time to explain their point of view, how they see life and realize they were quite douchebags with Hannah even tho she was  sensitive af and kinda bitchy in the other High School. Wwe get to know very well some characters and we empathize with’em. You know:

Zach’s too good for this world (he did bad stuff but hey, we all make mistakes)

Justin being a baby. He is an abandoned boy with a junkie mom and a crazy “stepfather”. He really tries to do his best but is hard when it seems the world is against you and the only person you trust in this world rapes your girlfriend, the person that makes your whole life stops feeling like shit. (And tbh, since Clay’s parents knew about his existance in their house, i wanted him to be adopted by them. I WAS CRYING WHEN THAT HAPPENED) I hope the motherfucker of his mother’s boyfriend doesn’t screw things up. But, let me tell you, i have this bad feeling he won’t live to tell...

Courtney realizing you ain’t gay because you have gay parents but because your born this way... That means the whole world to everyone in the same situation.

Bryce being fucking Bryce but with the exception we could appreciate he feels lonely. His mother cares about he being a rapist after letting him do whatever the hell he wanted to do, alone, being just a child you know? And, getting used to win everytime, feeling Hanna’s rejection just made him feel angry and he searched for a way to HAVE her, as a trophy. I’m not excusing him, i’m just saying is not entirely his fault.

Cyrus is a very good character, he motivates Tyler to do stuff, to break his bubble of shyness and actually care about defeating the assholes who did nothing but laugh or disengage when Hannah killed herself.

FANGIRL MOMENT: Those moments with Zach and Hannah and Zach with Alex were like OMG i want them to be a couple, you know, Zach and Alex being bisexuals or gays xD. Or Hannah and Zach having sex and being a really cute couple on a very cute relationship... I love Clay but Zach was just the one for Hannah. And not to mention Tony’s relationships... HE’S JUST TO BEAUTIFUL.

The action scenes always kept you on the border of the chair. When Clay had the gun and is about to kill Bryce, when Tyler and Cyrus draw with fire “RAPISTS”. THE FIGHT AT SCHOOL (Intense and funny AF), Skye trying to jack off Clay in front of his parents, Tyler about to do one of the most typical responses to bullying, yeah, a shooting at a school dance, the verdict... They were very intense.

The sad and philosophic scenes: in summary, i cried a lot. That part when Clay let Hannah go even when he still loved her, when he’s crying at the party ‘cause he remembered her, Justin getting high because of his mom's fault and then being adopted, all women testifying there’s no girl in this world who had not suffered harassment or sexual abuse (#MeToo)  ... And last but not least and my favorite (not because i’m a psycho but because it was the saddest and the most intense scene for me) When Montgomery almost kill Tyler, by crashing Tyler's head in the mirror, his forhead in the sink and rape him with a mop stick to finally let him lying in the school’s bathroom floor, with his pants down and his dignity falling apart... Tyler was in all his right to feel that way.

PLUS: the soundtrack is always amazing

I think this season had more action and more responses to our questions, but that finale let us thinking about a third season. Personally i'm looking forward to it because i have so many doubts yet but, qualifying this season, i’ts a 4.5 / 5. It was veeery good to me. 

Let me know why you think and i hope i didn’t bored you with aaaaaalll i’ve write.

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SPOILER ALERT! JANE THE VIRGING SEASON 4 FINALE

So as i said this is gonna be full of spoilers and i want everybody else’s opinion. I’m giving you time to stop reading this if you haven’t see the episode.

Every word you are reading bellow is the personal opinion of @alineisnothere

As you might know, the season was a total rollercoaster, with up and downs so intense that it is hard to really figure out how it's gonna end up, is not that predictable even if it seems to. Is / ins't a telenovela, idk how to explain.

That brings us here to the FUCKING (let me say it with all its letters) FINALE.

Michael was suposed to be dead, but in the past he was involved in cases with dead / actually-not-dead people, so this could be one of this freaking moments, but I got used to the idea since the very first episode, of Jane and Rafael being together and they were about to make my dream come true. AND IF MICHAEL COMES BACK I'M GOING TO CRY THE SHIT OUT OF ME, BECAUSE THAT DOES NOT SUPOSE TO HAPPEN, OK? HE WAS HELLA DEAD ...

DEAD DEAD DEAD AS MY HOPES OF LIFE, CAN HE REBORN OR FAKE HIS DEATH? Why would he even fake his death? The only thing i hope is that he's not Michael but a twin brother instead. Twin brothers / sisters are always a good explanation for certain things. 

Don’t get me wrong, i love Michael and Petra but when they were all in this sick circle of who loves who? Michael being a Jerk, Petra being a bitch, Jane and Rafael being confused... all those love triangles were a pain in the ass. I was an oppositor of Michael and Jane’s wedding. I love Michael, but i love Rafael the most. Cordero’s death and Petra in love with somebody else was a relief to me and a step forward to my dream about #Jafael.

The plot twist of Krishna not being the blackmailer was kinda predictable and the person who was shot by JR is like a total mistery and makes you think about aaaaaallllll the characters that can be the actual blackmailer (because, believe me, you have to think in every single character from all seasons. They use this weapon in every season, bring back the forgotten character) but that cliffhanger about Michael... i don’t know what to think and i don’t want it.

Please give me your opinion about it... i want to know the theories, if you are Team Michael of Team Rafael and what you think it would be the end. The GRAND FINALE.

(I personally believe the crap i wrote before and that Jafael will last forever)

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La voz de tu alma - El amor llama una vez (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/UiNb/CNNLs2hfaK Mi vida se medía en objetivos cumplidos. Estaba a tan sólo un paso de completar uno más: por fin iba a graduarme como psicóloga. Todo marchaba viento en popa, hasta que contesté esa maldita llamada...

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Hamilton

As we all know, Hamilton: An American Musical has been a success in the U.S.A. and this year they are going on tour to many cities.

AND I’M SOOOOOOO INTO THIS PLAY RIGHT NOW...

Is hard for a non-american people to know about something as this, if it’s not an “international success”, as many singers, bands, movies, etc. You have to really navigate on internet to know about stuff that will maybe you like.

That's what happend to me with Hamilton. I was looking for stuff about a tv show and the actors/actresses were singing Hamilton's songs. My first reaction was: *OMG what song is that? i don't know*, but, when i started to look for the actual lyric and the music, i discovered an amazing new world.

Lin-Manuel Miranda is on of the greatest current composer. Is hard to find someones as talented as him nowadays (don't take this the wrong way, there are sooo much people with a hugh talent) but Miranda knew how to pop from the rest.

He made a whole rapped play based in a founder father of his nation, and is not made with no care or with no real information, opposite way, was made with a bunch of info extracted from an actual biography of Hamilton.

The music is fantastic, the lyrics are accurate, funny and sticky. Once you get into this fandom and start to rap at Lafayette's rythm is hard to get out of this, the songs remain into your head until the people around you is sick of you.

And the history (beside the real or not facts) is touching, is funny, is informative, you may get a bunch of "boring" history knowledge by watching this. The actors are freacking talented and is really really really a MAJESTIC PLAY, i dare to say.

But, if unfortunatly you don't live in the U.S.A (like me. A mexican in the house) we have an alternative made with animatics. The whole play, with the original cast and soundtrack made with animation. Funny, cheap, well made and gives us both perspectives: the actual look of the play on stage and an animated perspective, with a Lafayette doing a pacman face in Guns & Ships (That is hella hilarious) accompanied with little dialogues or notes in the characters (Helpless: cha cha real smooth xDxD)

I have to thank Lin-Manuel Miranda for doing this espectacular show and for making us (speaking for all the fandom) cry, laugh, hate, adore everything about it.

What you think? Give me your opinion :)

Alinka Wingtower

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Alexander: What if the only reason we can’t walk through mirrors is that our reflection blocks us.

Laurens: What if they’re protecting us though? What if they know that the other side is horrifying and painful and they are trying to keep us from crossing over.

Hercules: I must be on the wrong side of the mirror then.

Lafayette: Maybe you’re the reflection-

Burr: *trying to sleep* I swear to fucking god if you guys don’t shut the fuck up!

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Leisure Time

I give my opinions and i want to share’em with all the people i can. I have so many things to say about the things i like that i found necessary to create this. But i’m open to see what you have to tell too, if we share opinions or if i have to kill you xD so i want you to participate and leave what you think about the subject i’m posting on the dashboard.

I want you to join (Does not matter if you speak english or spanish)

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La voz de tu alma - Instituto de Atención Psicológica Gratuita ¿Cómo puedo ayudarte? (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/UiNb/3BLBiLao8J Mi vida se medía en objetivos cumplidos. Estaba a tan sólo un paso de completar uno más: por fin iba a graduarme como psicóloga. Todo marchaba viento en popa, hasta que contesté esa maldita llamada...

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La voz de tu alma - Caminos Cruzados (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/UiNb/oJdW86W86J Mi vida se medía en objetivos cumplidos. Estaba a tan sólo un paso de completar uno más: por fin iba a graduarme como psicóloga. Todo marchaba viento en popa, hasta que contesté esa maldita llamada...

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JTV 4x08 “MY GAWD”

I always loved Jafael (The fact the put the ship in the script is like OMG but that's not important)

For the veterans of this show, you all know the plot twist this story they have given to us. But, in a actual telenovela scheme, the protagonic couple must have been together even the hard times the have been trough.

Half of the audienc was #TeamMichael and the other half #TeamRafael. But, since (SPOILER ALERT!) MIchael died, all our hopes (#TeamJafael of course) are renovated. And the half season give us the rest of hope we needed to believe Jane and Rafael could be together.

Don't take this the wrong way. I love Petra (outside the freaking love triangle) and i loved Michael, he was hilarious, both are, but i'm totally in Rafael's side (if you haven't noticed yet)

The eight episode of the fourth season gather all the things that made us fall in love with the tv show: an unnespected kid, Rafael being so comprehendable with Jane and also the kind and gentle, and that flirt who is more sexy than an actual sex scene. They show us how Jane and Rafael are connected in so many levels that is unnecesary put them together in a bed.

Seventh and eight episodes have been intense and i really want this to desenvolve in a literal telenovela scheme: the protagonic couple finally being together, without drama...

But remember, this isn't the end yet. We have anothe Jane in Petra's life (My gosh her Jane's affair xD) and she seems to be more drama to this; Petra involved in another murder (Call me crazy but i think she's Aneszka); a psycho sister who got outta mental institution; a kid who saw their parents kissing and who want'em married and a complicated relation ship between Jane and Rafael (I mean, that scene when Raf is flirting with Jane was sooooo hot) but the have no freaking idea what are they going to do.

IKR this looks like straight from a telenovela... but it is what it is...

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