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Rigor Mortis (part 7)

College roommate!Miguel O'Hara x reader

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Part 6, Part 8

summary: You spend some time with Miguel.

warnings: smut. f receiving oral, fingering, grinding, switchy behaviour from both sides, angst. 18+ Minors DNI

a/n: this chapter beat my ass icl

Thank you to my beta readers, @tianyhi and @urgonnaneedabiggership (they also write Miguel fics, I highly recommend! my favourite is this series), I couldn't have done it without you guys <3

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all-consuming grief,

It’s going to be a warm night. It's ushered in by the kind of dawn that bleeds red and gold, tawny and autumnal in the waning light. Like the washy colours of a Renoir, and he doesn’t even notice that he’s doing the thing he swore black-and-blue he wouldn’t. Reminiscing and romanticising; for the first time in a while, Miguel is able to see the sun set, legs splayed on the brick of his front steps.

Sitting by worn metal railing, he’s still in his work clothes. He chucked his rucksack on the step above, leaning long legs onto the ones below. They don’t ache as much as they used to, well-trained by a couple months of running and spending more time in the gym. There’s a shake in the fridge, labelled ‘Tuesday, PM’ that he’ll gulp down before bed, and one labelled ‘Wednesday, AM’ that he’ll take before setting off in the morning. In the morning, with cloudy skies and street cars to keep him company. There’s too much pollution, light or otherwise, for him to see some stars. He hasn’t seen stars in a while, now.

Long days seem to have turned into just days somewhere along the way. He can’t quite pinpoint when, and doesn’t really care to, but he thinks his brother would call it “progress”. There’s a grimace on his face as he thinks about it; a word that tastes like mud and feels like swirling cement in his mouth. It’s all bullshit, really. Gabi’s paltry attempt at therapising him, one which he would usually nip in the bud - taking metaphorical shears to slash at weeds and dense conversation. Catch-up calls about how he feels, how he’s doing – when he’s fine, he always is – as if Gabi is waiting for a shoe to drop.

He’s waiting for Miguel to have an epiphany, a breakdown the size of a collapsing star. It’s not coming, he keeps telling his brother, and the sooner the younger O’Hara realises – without the wide eyes and the pity – the better for the both of them. After all, Gabriel is his baby brother, and he’s spent his whole life worrying on his behalf: playing hide-and-seek in little closets and putting back together broken toys. Trying to drown out the sound of shouting and broken plates. They’re too old for all that, the worrying and gulping back tears, walking its well-travelled paths – and it doesn’t feel right that Gabi should do the same for him.

He sighs, deep and heavy and rolling down that quiet street. After what feels like forever, he’s tempted to lie down, to rest his head on the stone, close his eyes and think of something else. Of someone else - lots of someones, at this point in the day. He’s not the weepy type, but he is tired; shaking off the wear and tear, and fighting off sleep.

Then he sees it; a figure walking towards him, all sandals and khaki shorts and smiles. Mr Estevez, donned in his year-round attire of a polo shirt, a little tight around the middle, and cargos cut off below the knee – finally appropriate, considering the weather. He’s strolling closer like he’s got all the time in the world. If Miguel wasn’t so exhausted; the bone-deep kind, the kind that seeps into skin and lines a casket; he would’ve been annoyed. Instead, he hisses, furrows quickly deepening.

“Buenas, Miguelito!” Mr Estevez beams, scratching at scraggly facial hair.

Miguel frowns, but greets him nonetheless: that politeness drilled into him during childhood rearing its head.

“Buenas tardes, tío.” He grits his teeth as he gets up from his seat, creaky joints and all.

His landlord, the building’s handyman, owner of half a dozen shops all over the city, and Miguel’s uncle-that’s-not-really-his-uncle; Mr Estevez wears many hats, staying bright and informal regardless. He’s known the older man since he was 6, so he can’t be too disappointed; his tío has been late for weddings, funerals, and his little boy’s birth – it’s not much of a surprise that he’d be late now, too. Miguel stretches out a rough palm, and the man stops just shy of his hand, completely ignoring it. Before he knows it, Miguelito is engulfed in a great big bear hug, with wet kisses pressed to the apples of his cheeks. He doesn’t know where to put his hands, as usual, so they hang limply; arms flailing to his sides like a t-rex.

They separate, and he coughs at the great big hand that slaps his back. Grumbling, he walks up to the door, bag over his back, and stands expectantly. Mr Estevez doesn’t follow, instead dusting himself down to sit on the steps.

“I just need to get into the building.” Miguel starts. “Forgot my keys, and I've been here for hours. M’tired, and I–”

“Let’s sit, Miguel.” He scoots over, making space. “Look at the stars.”

It’s clear the older man isn’t moving. Begrudgingly, he obliges. “We’re in the middle of the city. You only see “stars” in the river – beer bottles and tinned crap reflecting the lights.”

“Language.” He gets a sharp nudge to his ribs.

“Discúlpame, tío.”

They stew for a moment, bathing in the silence that follows. The man besides him is the first to speak.

“I spoke to your mother.”

He’s scoffing and moving to get up, before feeling a firm hand on his shoulder.

“She’s worried, Miguel. Says you haven’t called in a while.”

“She hasn’t called me either."

“She’s stubborn.” The man besides him chuckles, bringing gentle eyes to meet his own. "Pig-headed. Remind you of someone?"

Miguel rolls his eyes, he just can't help it.

"She’s also the one that moved back home, so either way–”

"You know it's all been hard on her."

" –on her? It's been hard for her, surrounded by family, after she abandoned me? A-After…" His voice gets dangerously hoarse, threatening to crack under the weight of those words.

He can't stand the pitiful look sent his way: brows drawn, lips pressed into a thin line.

"Sorry. It's… It's nothing. I'm fine. Just fine."

"I didn't ask if you were fine, Miguel."

–even though you're definitely not okay. That part is left unsaid, spat onto the pavement like bitter backwash.

Mr Estévez sighs, ruffling a hand through Miguel's hair. It makes him hiss and dart away from the hand, pouting like he's a little kid again. He doesn't like it; the way he feels like all this life he's lived has been for naught. Trials and tribulations, and yet he doesn't feel that ache of growth; still stuck in the shoes of an awkward teenager.

"You think too much, Miguelito. Always have." He smiles, the kind that deepens the wrinkles around his mouth. It twists Miguel into knots, mouth dry as he tries to untangle himself from that feeling. "I'm worried about you, kid."

He sniffs, eyes trained towards the pavement. There it is again, worry; complicating and unravelling what was meant to be just another day.

"It's today, isn't it?"

All Miguel does is nod, shakily. It's been 2 years since his heart was ripped out of his chest. It heaves now, an erratic rise and fall he’s doing his best to control. Breathe, deeply and calmly; try not to think about his little girl in that hospital bed, and those blank eyes staring back.

“M’fine.” It comes out more desperate than he intends it, and he curses under his breath. If Mr Estevez hears the crude language, he doesn’t react.

Miguel is tense, hunched over the bag on his lap and curled into himself like prey – spitting and prickly and clearly uncomfortable. He’s never been the weepy kind, but the older man can’t help but think it’s a shame; so much love, and nowhere to keep it but inside. Miguel's bottled it up; the memories of precious Gabriella, all that warmth she brought out in her father; and he's turned them to poison pills to keep himself sick.

Miguel would never admit it, of course. He’s too stubborn. Pig-headed.

His tío sighs, moving to get up. He groans, in that dramatic sort of way he knows Miguel can’t stand, but still, there's a rush to help him up. Producing the door keys with a flourish, he pulls from the depths of cargo pockets, and unlocks the main door. Ushering in the younger man, who has grown so tall he needs to duck as he climbs the narrow stairs, there’s a finger prodded into the back of that cotton button-up.

“Miguel?” He starts, revving up a conversation he’s been meaning to have for a while now.

“Hmm?”

They both wait by the entrance of the apartment. The keys jingle in Mr Estevez’s hand.

“If I open the door, will I find out that you’ve driven away another one of my tenants?”

Conveniently, there seems to be a rather interesting spot in the hardwood that Miguel pokes with a dress shoe.

“...depends on your definition of 'driven out', tío.”

“That’s the third one this year! Not even 2 months– I knew there was something up. Not a single one of those little smiley faces to my messages, and–"

“I’ll make up for his side of the rent, you know I will.”

“I don’t like it. You should be saving up, to go get a house and settle down somewhere."

“I like living here, and I’ve said multiple times I’d pay the extra to live alone–”

“And then what? You rot in your room for the rest of your life?”

“I don’t– rot feels a little–”

“Nonsense. You’re lonely, Miguelito. If you don’t like it, you move out.”

They both know he won’t. It’s not really an option; the apartment is affordable and he likes living so close to his old neighbourhood, his old haunts. It’s like he’s tethered to that place with a bungee cord wrapped under his ribs, always snapping back.

“No promises, tío.”

“Doesn’t matter, Miguelito.” He sighs, scratching at stubble. “It’s been hard to find other tenants, with half the neighbourhood drying up. But as soon as I do–”

He points an accusatory finger at Miguel, and the sentence is finished for him.

“...best behaviour, I know.”

“Best behaviour.” Mr Estevez repeats, and starts to fumble with the keys. He throws a little comment over his shoulder. “I liked your lady friend, ages ago… the scary one, with the blue hair. She was–”

“Xina’s not scary, when you get to know her.”

“She was funny. Very pretty. Always paid rent on time, gave me food when I came to fix the heating…”

“It's out again, by the way.” Miguel chews his lip, with a strange expression. “And yeah, she was.”

The door swings open. Mr Estevez doesn’t let him off the hook, though, engulfing him in a warm hug. This time, in the doorway of his apartment, eyes screwed shut; he doesn’t try to wriggle out of it, melting into his tío’s arms. It feels different now that he’s not a kid: angry and hurting with a different sort of ache, but he leans into it, all the same.

~~~

There's a pressure released from the apartment, lately. Miguel feels… well, first of all, he feels ; thinks with his heart and not his head, sometimes. It's lighter, coming home with that weight on his shoulders and with someone there to distract him from it. Living life, he thinks, for the first time in a while. Vivid and vibrant and awake ; relishing the autumnal weather. It's always been his favourite season, despite how childish he thinks having a favourite season is; something you had asked him on a whim one morning.

Normally, he wouldn't entertain it, and with all the shit Pete spews, sometimes, he's had plenty of practice ignoring it. A well-timed dirty look, and then he'd get his head down and work; occupy himself with something less frivolous. But when you say it, with half a piece of toast sticking out of your mouth, it doesn't feel like a chore to answer. It doesn't feel like a stupid question, and he finds his face growing warm at the thought of you caring about these little things – wanting to know him , however that comes.

And so, his answer is Autumn. It's a little stilted; but catching him off guard after a run will do that to him. It's purely practical , he says, eyes tracing the slopes of your body in that shirt and shorts that stops at your thighs; high enough that he feels like a perv for looking. Autumn has temperate, even weather. Perfect for sweaters and hoodies. Warm enough that you don't need a jacket. Just right. You snort, nudging him. Bullshit, Mig. You flutter your eyelashes mockingly, your tone light. You just think it's the prettiest.

And he hums, catching you off guard. You're both drawn towards that little window over the sink, the one that overlooks a fire escape and the street. He's had that view for three years, now. Sleeves always rolled to his elbows as he does his washing up, but never quite looking. The street just below is framed in its windowpane, quite the pretty picture. Crisp leaves scattered on the sidewalk, carpeted in red and honeyed amber. And he can feel it from the other side of the glass; smell it, touch it, taste it. Autumn: hot chocolate and giggles, the crunch of leaves underfoot, and cupping tiny palms to warm them up. Sunsets seen for the first time, watched through bus windows on the way back from school – he misses those the most.

"You don't think it's beautiful?" You say, leaning your head towards the half-open window.

You don't notice, but he looks over to you, swallowing roughly. He says it with a small voice.

"I…I do."

You're darting to the bathroom not too long after, breaking the spell. Frustrated, he resists the urge to curl up into a ball and scream into his palms. He's got what he wanted; a good fuck, a pretty face, a warm smile. Friends, at the most, who happen to get the other off after a long day. A welcome distraction, at the least. He's got what his body has been telling him he needs for the past few months. It makes him feel weird, so oddly settled; but, all things considered…

Miguel is doing okay.

“...and I wouldn’t normally ask, but I swear , I left him…o-on read and he won’t stop texting me.”

Really, actually; he’s doing fine.

“It feels weird– mmffuck– but I can’t ignore him any longer.”

Maybe even… good. Better than okay.

“I still have a bunch of my stuff over there. At least half of it is clothes and books, a-and I’ve put it off for as long as I can…”

He hums in response, pulling quiet curses from you, above. Pressing the flat of his tongue onto your clit, your hips jump up and he purrs ; rearing up to dive even deeper into your pussy. Too quick for him, you catch on, hand in his hair to pull him up.

Sitting up on your haunches, he rests his head on your bare thigh – licking the taste of you off of his lips.

You tilt your head, looking at him with those eyes he can’t help but marvel at. A beat passes.

“...so?” You start, expectantly. “Will you help me or not?”

His response comes in the form of teeth nipping at pillowy skin. You yelp, and swat him away whilst he chuckles.

“I’m serious , Mig. It’s too much to pick up by myself. And you’re the only person I know with a car…”

“ Ouch, hermosa. ” He frowns as you peter off. “Is that the only reason you’re fucking me? For my car?”

“If I say it’s because of your sparkling personality, will you help me?”

For a moment, it seems like he’s got his brows pressed together like he’s seriously considering it, but it ends up being just smoke and mirrors. He’s pretending , biding his time to hook a hand under your legs and force you to lie down onto the bed. Your head hits the covers with a gentle thump as he hikes up the lip of that big tee even further; squeezing your thighs around his head like earmuffs.

It’s when he makes eye-contact, tongue circling your hole, that you realised you’re fucked. Up until now, he’s been toying with you – playing with his food, so to speak – lazily swirling his tongue around your clit and pressing buttons to see exactly where to push. And you'd welcomed it, a hand in his hair as you talked about your day – which he'd asked for, of course.

Now, he's insatiable, eating you out like a man starved; all tongue and wet kisses to your swollen bud. You're slightly raised up on his shoulders, clamping around his tongue as he fucks into you fervently. Big palms spread you wider, and he hums into it, content.

"So pretty ," He sets you down, pupils blown as he studies the way your back arches and the way your legs shudder in the sheets. He slides upwards, sitting next to you, tracing a hand across the gentle curve of stomach that peeks out from your big t-shirt.

Still coming down from your high, you're only just able to register it: he looks mesmerised, a dopey smile plastered on his face.

"What?" You scoff when a moment passes, and his hand inches closer towards your lower lips.

"M'just looking." He shrugs, with a little smile on his face. "I'm not allowed to look?"

You scoff, but you're still shaky so it comes out a little more pathetic than you intend. Nevertheless, you start to sit up but he stops you with a gentle hand at your chest.

"Call him." He says, pressing two fingers to your clit and then down to your gushing slit.

Maybe it's the way he hunches over you, eyes flicking towards your lips, or the way he slips those fingers in; but your eyes go wide, and you're choking on your next words.

"Call… Call who?" Playing dumb, dancing on a razor's edge, and Miguel only quirks up an eyebrow at the stupid question.

"You know who." He says it low, smooth and dulcet as he curls his fingers at that sweet spot, experimenting. "I'll help you, fine. But I want you to call your ex, too. Let him know when to expect us. Is that okay, sweetheart ?"

That last word comes with a twang, the lilting tone of what sounds like mockery. He twists the knife, nudging the flat of his palm onto your clit – still tender and throbbing from your last orgasm.

Before you change your mind, you pick up the phone laid face down on the bedside table, pressing shaky fingers to its screen. You don't dare to look up, knowing Miguel is watching; dark eyes studying your every move.

Flicking his wrist this way and that, he swallows roughly as your fingers stutter on the screen. Not completely satisfied, he still has the time to look smug, settling into a comfortable pace. Finally, your phone rings with a tell-tale dial tone. It rings once. It rings twice, and–

"Hello? " The voice is muffled as it says your name. Put it on speaker, Miguel mouths and you oblige.

"Hey, J-Jamie." The phone is shaky in your hands, so you lay it out next to you on the bed.

"It's late, baby." You don't have time to be annoyed at his tone – or the unwarranted pet name – because Miguel speeds up, pumping in and out of you with a little more force.

"I… I know. S-Sorry." You clamp down the moans that threaten to erupt, rocking your hips in time with the thrusts.

Head lolling back into the sheets, you spend a good ten seconds in oblivious bliss, until Jamie breaks the silence.

"You've been ignoring me for ages, baby… and then you call out of the blue. What is it?" He's tired, it sounds like. Irritated for sure.

"Just w-wanted to–" Miguel presses his thumb to your clit and you jump. Once back down to earth he has to prompt you to answer. "-my stuff! Fuck , I just want to pick up my stuff."

"...now?"

Tomorrow. Miguel mouths.

"Tomorrow. " You repeat, wrapping a hand around his forearm to slow him down. It's too much, too fast; and he has the audacity to add another finger, scissoring out to stretch your cunt.

"O-kay. " He clicks his tongue, with some things rustling in the background. "Okay. You're acting weird, but..."

You're conflicted. His tone makes you melt, reaching for your phone to answer when Miguel snakes a hand under your shirt, palming your tits. To your surprise, he presses shaky kisses to the skin, rolling around your nipple with the flat of his tongue. You keen, clamping a hand around your mouth to stop the noises that spill out.

"...we still need to talk about what happened. About how we left things."

Anger flares up at your chest; hot at the sheer gall. He wants to talk? Now, when you had been met with a brick wall of silence; begging and begging for even a simple explanation?

What made it sting even more was that even after the breakup, everything happened on Jamie's terms. He broke up with you, providing little warning. He completely ghosted you, refusing to answer countless calls and messages. And now, he wants to talk; to make himself feel better and wank off his own ego, no doubt. It's not bitterness that makes you press Miguel closer, to revel in the pleasure that he gives you, you convince yourself. It's for you ; finally, unabashedly, just for you.

You don't bother to answer, hanging up the call with a click. Tugging at his hair, you pull him off with a wet pop; slick-soaked fingers slipping out of your cunt.

He cradles your chin, angling you upwards.

"You okay? Too much?" It barely registers; you're too focused on the tangle of curls framing his face, and the rosy pout of messy lips.

You shake your head, writhing against the sheets.

"More." You move his hand over to rest between your legs. "Please, Miguel."

His eyes flutter, tongue darting out to wet his lips.

“Eyes on me, baby.”

He says it with sobering clarity, bolstered by just how precisely he slots against your bare pussy. You can feel it, the full length of his cock; pressed up against you as he slips it out of his sweats. Head spinning, it slaps onto your stomach. Your eyes practically bulge out of their sockets. Oh fuck. He's big.

"Just like that." He coos, spitting into his palm and pumping his cock. “Wanna see how pretty you look when I make you cum.”

~~~

When tomorrow comes, you’re still sore from the litany of bruises and hickeys littered. It’s a Saturday, and you’re up bright and early. Well, Miguel is up bright and early, clattering around in the kitchen as you wake up.

He seems energised, mug of coffee in hand whilst you rub the sleep from your eyes. You waltz into the kitchen through the open doorway, morning breath and all.

"Morning," You say, soft and giggly at the way he jumps ten feet in the air, too wrapped up in himself to notice at first.

"Morning." He breathes, melting when he sees you in the shirt he had picked out for you last night. He shakes himself out of it. "Hungry? I can make something."

"No, no. M'good." You sidle up to the counter, head clocked at the fancy machine on the heavy slab. There's a question on the tip of your tongue, one you roll between your teeth. "Could I have some coffee? I mean… could you show me how?"

Where you expect laughter, mockery, or surprise that you've lived here for months and can't figure out the coffee machine; he nods, patient and calm. You ask him more questions; curious with every flick of a switch, and the way he lights up when talking about it. To your surprise, you want to know more – anyway that comes.

He's talking about expensive beans, and his favourite roasts – and a place across town that sells the exact kind he likes, but it's too fucking gentrified for him to go there more than two or three times a year. That makes you giggle: his little pout, the press of brow; and he looks up in surprise before joining you in light laughter.

You finish, pouring cream into his special mug with a flourish, and he steals a sip before you can. You elbow him away, angling for that stolen taste. When you do, it is deep and rich; sweet in a way that reminds you of Miguel, grounded and balanced and silky. In short, it's the perfect cup of coffee. More than content, you hum.

"Is it good?" He asks because he's already making mental notes, planning to greet you with a hot flask of the stuff in the mornings – if it means he gets that smile, of course.

"Very." Fervently you nod, lips curved to the ceramic as you blow; and Miguel is trying really hard not to stare. Maybe it's the fact that he's seen you in a way not everyone gets to; pretty and vulnerable and writhing on the tip of his cock; but it has him fending off vivid daydreams. Your lips wrapped around his length, his hand pressing you further down, feeling that warmth as you choke on his–

He blinks and you're gone, padding off to your room with that mug of coffee. You return not too long after, phone in hand and tapping away at the screen. Miguel ignores the way it makes him feel, having your attention and then losing it just as quickly. Like a kicked puppy, he resists the urge to beg for more – of your time, of your attention – turning away to clean up instead.

"I spoke to Jamie," You start, leaning with your back to the counter as he rolls up the sleeves of a comfy sweater. "He said he'll be around later in the evening, after his shift. Around 10. Is that okay?"

He shrugs, not caring either way. You're a friend, and he's helping you because that's what friends do. He can still taste you on his lips, but it doesn't mean anything. Not in a way you'd want, anyways.

"Sure." He doesn't turn around, stealing glances at the open window whilst he clatters around. "I've got a session later on anyways."

He catches a flash of something on your face, and you're pushing it away; prickly and uncomfortable. In his defence, he's stopped bringing people over for faux chemistry tutoring and there's less banging coming from across the wall. Less , but not completely gone, because you've learnt he has a penchant for dropping shit and cursing like someone's Dad.

But you can't help but think about Sarah , and Jia …. and how close he would get to Sita on the dining table. Fuck .

You're sighing now, tracing the curve of his jaw as he settles in front of the window: jaw set, arms crossed, and distant. He does that sometimes, goes off somewhere else – all teeth and claws. Tense, brows drawn up in a way that makes you want to smooth them out.

You put your phone down and mug away, sliding across linoleum to gently nudge his shoulder with your own.

"Are we…" He starts, and you track his line of sight to a quiet street below. He hums, without looking away. "Are we good?"

It makes you turn. You blink, as if out of all the nonsense you bicker about daily, that was the most ridiculous. Good? Good? Of course we are, of course we always will be. How could we be anything else? You shut it down before it spills out of your mouth, overzealous and desperate.

He clarifies with a nervous cough. "Last night. Was it… good?"

His frown deepens, and you wonder if it's just you that hears it in his tone. His real question, the one that makes you splinter and creak like a felled oak tree: Was I good? Am I good enough?

"Yeah. " You say it like the most obvious thing in the world – and to you, it is. For all his flaws; assholery and its trimmings aside; Miguel has never been a bad lay. You don't even think he has it in him; he couldn't half-ass it if he tried.

"It was–" Fucking amazing . The kind of thing you'll fuck yourself to for the foreseeable future. Cathartic and breath-taking and hot . All of the above.

Miguel finishes your sentence with something a little less… horny. "It was a lot, wasn't it? I wasn't really thinking, how uncomfortable it could be for you, and–"

Gently, you laugh and cut him off. "I've been having mediocre sex for basically the whole of my adult life, Mig. This is… exciting and new. I like it, I really do."

Exciting and new. It brings him crashing back down to earth. You're enjoying the way he makes you feel, the thrill . Not… him. Not really, anyways. That pang of disappointment feels different, for some reason. He's never liked the song and dance of flirting, but he cherishes its rewards: of being wanted, and someone wanting him . So that fiery flame of need; deep and heady; is unfamiliar under his skin.

"We can slow down, if you'd like." You bring a hand to his arm, warm and gentle. "I don't mind. We can go back to just messing around on the couch…."

You've got a cheeky smile when you say it; a vague memory of a different time, when you had gotten a little too comfortable on the sofa, leading to hands stuffed in trousers and pressed up against one another. Quick and desperate, you had wanted to see him fall apart; like he did your first night together, and the next, and the next.

He gets closer, sandwiching you between the counter and his body. With a gentle hand, he strokes your hip, bunching up the fabric to get a peek of thigh.

“What do you like?” He’s deadly serious, red-brown eyes searching your face for something he can’t quite place. And just like that, the air is thick with tension. All you can manage is a limp shrug.

“I don’t know, really.” It comes out as a croak , as you’re much too occupied with the shrinking gap between you both. “I haven’t done the things you’ve done.”

You’re making assumptions, of course. Filling in the gaps of what you’ve learnt in the past few months; of alleged threesomes and a laundry list of women at his feet. He’s an asshole; pretty and gruff and sarcastic; but God , he knows how to touch you just right.

“I could show you.” He slots a knee between your thighs and your head spins. “Make you feel good. ”

Before you can think, you’re nodding; chewing at your lip to bite back moans when he rucks up your shirt. He nudges your legs apart, both hands on your waist as he slots himself between them. You can feel it; quickly hardening, loose underneath sweats. Miguel slides wide palms to your ass, kneading its globes. With one hand, he picks up your leg by the thigh, and snakes the other to your pussy. Bare, because you’re trying to kill him, of course, and he groans at the feeling of his hand at your cunt; already wet and pliant for him.

After a few wet taps to your hole, obscene, he slips himself out and you heave; pussy fluttering at just the thought of him inside you. Gathering up your slick on his palm, Miguel pumps his weeping cock, pressing its tip to your hole.

"Still sore, Miguel." You hiss, looking down at where you both meet with the prettiest pout he thinks he's ever seen.

It has you clawing at his back for purchase as he finally sinks in, stretching you out in that wonderful way he did last night. Except this time, he's slow and careful; steeling himself with shaky breaths.

"Oh, fuck. " He settles in about halfway, stopping to hike up your leg just a bit higher. "Want me to make you feel better?"

He says it breathless and crooning, forehead comes to rest on yours. With that other hand flat on the counter, you're lifted up to only toes on the floor, and he angles himself to buck up; filling you deep, and cock sliding past that sweet spot inside. He sets a pace, grinding into you, rather than fucking. If last night was dirty ; taboo, quick and primal; then this morning feels different. Intimate and reverent, he rolls his hips perfectly ; sending flashes of that first night down your spine.

With the moans that spill out of your mouth, it takes all of Miguel's willpower not to swallow them in a kiss. Impossibly close, he traces up your thigh with a large palm; eventually pressing into the small of your back. Arching into him, your lips barely brush together, and you're both panting into open mouths; drunk on pleasure.

"Miguel." There's a warning somewhere in your tone; underneath the layers of lust, you remind him of your previous agreement.

"I… I know. " He swallows, nose pressed to yours, eyes screwed shut. He thinks if he opens them, he might spill into you right then and there.

He's trying, he really is, tracing your cheek with his nose and mouthing at your neck – light kisses against the skin. He smells like coffee, bittersweet and heady, and you groan, rocking into him in a way that rubs up against your clit – before finding an ounce of restraint and putting a hand to his neck.

You apply a little pressure, intending to push him away, but he likes it: eyes fluttering open, and mouth curved into a little O. It's a pretty sight that has you drooling, tits pressed against him as he practically purrs . And so, you pull him closer; nails dancing underneath his shirt, whispering filth into the shell of his ear. You're close, grinding into him like the push and pull of waves, merely waiting for the crescendo of orgasm to take you out to sea.

"I'm close, Miguel." All he can do is hum, pulling you closer. "Fuck, I feel so good. You make me feel so good."

"Yeah? " He asks, needy in a way you haven't quite seen before.

"M'gonna cum," You nod. "...because of you, baby. You did good. So good. Shit, ohh –g-god–"

You clamp down on him, gushing around him with shaky legs. And Miguel is good; patient as he watches you fuck yourself through the aftermath. When it finally slows, he slips out with an obscene squelch clamping a hand to the base of his cock and leaning heavily on the counter.

"It's okay," As if on cue, you kneel in front of him as best you can, tugging down your shirt to expose collarbone and the swell of tits.

Miguel growls, grunting as he splatters thick cum across your chest, pumping his poor cock through it.

He wouldn't have lasted a second longer, not with that smile across your face; smug as you swipe fingers across your chest and lick up the mess he's made.

He's sighing, tucking himself back into gray sweats and pulling you up with a hand in yours; grumbling as you absentmindedly follow him to the sofa.

You're leaning back onto the arm of the tattered material, and he settles to sit so your legs lay in his lap. He's frowning, again, and it makes you giggle, still licking up what's left on your fingers.

He rolls his eyes, tapping a spot on your chin. A fat glob of his cum, dripping from your jaw to your neck. You miss it on the first swipe, and he gets impatient on the second, grabbing your hands and clambering over you. He drags the flat of his tongue to your skin, licking it up for you – and your eyes go wide. That… that felt good.

You giggle at the sensation, so attuned to your roommate that you can hear it: his eyes clattering into the back of his skull, as he rolls his eyes a second time.

"Is that okay?" He says it into the skin, pausing over a particularly tender spot. "Not too far?"

"Feels nice, Mig." You sigh, content. Sun streams in on a lazy morning, and you're sore in the kind of way that feels good; fucked out and blissful.

You lean into it, and then he sucks , teeth clashing onto the skin as he gives you a hickey and the juncture of your jaw. You wriggle, and he pins you down with one big hand holding down your arm, nipping and kissing and soothing it with a flash of tongue. This time he smiles, wrapping around your middle, tugging down your shirt to decorate your chest with hickeys. You play with his hair, wrapping soft curls between your fingers.

You spend a little too long like that; curved into him, spines moulded to the shape of each other. It feels nicer than either of you would care to admit; the pretense of sex wrapped around you both like a thin veil. Before he leaves, Miguel indulges himself just this once; head on your chest and sinking into those arms wrapped around him. You smell like coffee and sweat and Autumn, somehow. He presses kisses wherever he can reach, for a bit longer.

Miguel is okay. He's doing just fine.

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celticbotanart · 6 months ago

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the other day on bluesky I made one of those "1 like / 1 song" sort of post, and I decided to make all songs BR music to celebrate our BR community in there, and I decided to also put a brief description on each song to give non-BRs some context [LINK to the post on bsky!] Well, I got like 64 likes lmao so I made a playlist out of the post - here it is!

and to those curious, I'll also paste the context I gave behind each song, down the cut. BR music is SO incredible and so full of colors and variety, you guys should really give it a try 💚💛💙 I hope you like it!!

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1. Caxangá - Elis Regina and Milton Nascimento Opening the thread with two of the biggest singers in our BR history, Milton Nascimento & Elis Regina (who has passed already years ago, unfortunately). They were best friends when she was still alive, and their synergy is out of this world, both with super unique voices <3

2. Domingo no Parque or "Sunday at the Park" - Gilberto Gil & Os Mutantes BR used to have these big music festivals back in the 60s, this is one of these performances. Gil is this larger than life singer, and Rita Lee,lead singer of Mutantes (RIP) was so full of energy too <3 This is a song about love and jealousy that ends in a tragic murder 👀 3. Construção or "Construction" - Chibo Buarque I'm only bringing the big guns to this thread lmao this song is NOTORIOUS for the way it was written, musically and lyrically. It's a protest song commenting about the BR dictatorship (1964-1985) in many layers. The orchestra here is insane, mimicking the sound of a busy traffic!

4. Faraó or "Pharao" - Margareth Menezes this song is iconic AF in so many levels!! Lots of African-BR influences, and Margareth sings about the golden era of Egyptian gods as a way to celebrate the black community <3 (pretty much a fast course on Egyptian mythology in the lyrics, no joke!) 🚨🚨🚨EU FALEI FARAÓOOOOOOO!!!🚨🚨🚨

5. A Vingança de Cunhã, or "Maiden's Revenge" - Pietá this one's about the boto(river dolphin)myth we have here(river dolphin turns into a man to seduce young women and leaves them after). Here the dolphin seduces this girl but she reverse-uno-cards him and he cant shapeshift anymore. Very pretty song full of BR folk instruments!💛

6. Malandragem or "Trickery"(???I guess??) - Cássia Eller time to show what BR music is widely known for:LESBIAN / BISEXUAL / WLW SINGERS lmao (I'm so serious!!) Cassia Eller (RIP!) had the most unique voice, and had such a great stage energy! This one is one of her most well-known performances in an MTV Acoustic <3

7. Nós or "Us" - Cássia Eller bc I can't get enough of Cassia, I'll add in another one from her, legit MY FAVORITE- a torch song with this flamenco-like sound???? It's just so cool!! And she showcases her voice skills even further here, she was incredible!

8. Vamos Comer Caetano or "Let's Eat Caetano" - Adriana Calcanhotto I love this performance bc this song is so fucking weird but also such a bop (and hard to explain, if anyone wants to try, be my guest lmao)

9. Veleiros or "Sailboats" - Ney Matogrosso singing Heitor Villa-Lobos this is a 2 for 1 situation, the song is performed by ICONIC BR singer Ney Matogrosso in an album of songs written by BR conductor and classic composer Heitor Villa-Lobos! I'm crazy about the entire album this song is in for real, it's called "O Cair da Tarde", I highly recommend it!

10. Bachianas Brasileiras n5: Aria (Cantilena) - Heitor Villa-Lobos and since we are at it, here's the most famous song by Heitor Villa-Lobos (I'm a Villa-Lobos stan ngl) Full on opera mode!! It's a beautiful aria, sang in BR-Portuguese <3

11. Choros no 10 - Heitor Villa-Lobos Another Villa-L just to showcase his range - last 2 I mentioned were very romantic / operatic w/ solo vocals,etc. This is an instrumental orchestral movement and here you can see how he mixed in classic European orchestra with our identity, using folk/indigenous instruments on the 2nd half!

12. Miragem do Porto or "Harbor's Mirage" - Lenine Perfect segue into this performance of Lenine my beloved <3 <3 He sings as if he's a castaway, dreaming of going back home. This version has a full orchestra, also full of folk instruments and influences. It's so full of energy even the conductor can't help but sing along! EASTER EGG TIME cause this version I described on bsky is not on Spotify, I had to use the album version on the playlist. So if you are A TRUE CHAD reading this, here is the version I described!

13. Preciso Me Encontrar or "[I] Need to Find Myself" - Cartola Cartola was the most important samba composer from the early 1900's <3 And YES! Using the Cowboy Bebop AMV someone made w/ it, bc it's so beautiful and I think it's so AWESOME how this song echoes through all culture and ages! And it matches CB's aesthetics so well!

14. Preciso Me Encontrar, Liniker cover I have to throw in this AMAZING cover of "Preciso Me Encontrar"; it's sung by Liniker, an incredible BR trans singer! Again, I think it's beautiful how this song resonates so much after so many years (it was originally released by Cartola in the 70s), and this video is just gorgeous overall <3 - ALSO NOT AVAILABLE ON SPOTIFY, here's the link!

15. Floral Fury - Cuphead OST Thread intermission - Cheating a little bit here, since this isnt composed by a Brazilian person afaik, but!!! I have to include Floral Fury here bc it's literally early 1900's samba! IT EVEN HAS A CUÍCA (the "straw through plastic cup sound" lmao), it's very accurate and ngl, it's FUN AF!

16. Um Girassol da Cor de Seu Cabelo or "A Sunflower in the Color of Your Hair" - Lô Borges / Clube da Esquina Clube da Esquina is formed by this group of singers from Minas Gerais (including Milton Nascimento from the first song in this thread!) Vocals by Lô Borges, it really has a melancholic, storytelling vibe to it,especially through the arrangement <3

17. Cantiga Por Luciana or "Song for Luciana" - Evinha Another oldie from the 60s I love so much, she has such a pretty voice ahhh<3 She's one of the "voiceclaims" for an OC I have (AME from my drizzle/LAND OCs!) Fun fact! Evinha was the one who sang the BR versions of the songs in Disney's "The Rescuers" (I'll link one next so you can hear it)!

Brazilian dub version of "The Journey" from "The Rescuers", performed by Evinha, from the previous post! Here, the movie was titles "Bernardo e Bianca", after the protagonists I legit think this is one of the best BR versions, and this animated intro in general is a freaking masterpiece. THIS BR VERSION ISNT IN SPOTIFY, HERE'S THE LINK!

Favo de Mel or "Honeycomb" - Milton Nascimento Speaking of BR singers in animations, I HAVE to link this one from no other than freaking Rio 2. It's "Real in Rio", that intro song from Rio 1, but a "sad version" of it performed BEAUTIFULLY by Milton Nascimento my beloved <3 I legit teared up watching the movie when this song came up. NOT ON FUCKING SPOTIFY, HERE IS THE LINK!

"Only a Dream in Rio - Milton Nascimento and James Taylor On Milton Songs That Makes Me Teary Eyed, this one which he collabed with James Taylor?? It's such a random, unexpected feat, but it turned out so beautiful! I think it's a good one to share in here, bc the song is sung half PT-BR, half ENG, I think it's rather appropriate for this thread <3

21. Fairy Tale - Shaman LEGENDARY live performance from metal band Shaman from the early 2000's, when their original vocalist Andre Matos (song writer, pianist, conductor; RIP) was still in the band. Here you can see why Andre was so, so beloved, guy was skilled AF and this song SLAPS SO HARD. BR IS SO AMAZING, GUYS (the version I mentioned above is the one on the playlist, HOWEVER I encourage you to actually watch the video of him performing!!

22. Carolina IV - ANGRA Still on Andre Matos, this is a song from his previous band, ANGRA. This song is part of a concept album where ANGRA mixed in metal+BR elements, you can say this is BR folk metal! The album Holy Land was all around the concept of Brazil, its culture, the colonization and so on. SO COOL!

23. Dança das Borboletas or "Dance of the Butterflies" - Sepultura and Zé Ramalho I can't talk about BR metal without mentioning Sepultura! So here's their cover of Zé Ramalho's song, featuring Zé in the vocals. This was used as soundtrack in the BR movie "Lisbela e o Prisioneiro" (a fave)(Don't be fooled by the butterflies in the title lmao)

24. O Matador or "The Killer" - Sepultura another Sepultura song for the soundtrack of "Lisbela e o Prisioneiro", I like that movie a lot. This is the theme song of Frederico Evandro, a character who's a badass gun for hire. I love how it sounds so metal but still so Brazilian!

25. O Encontro de Lampião & Eike Batista or "The Meeting of Lampião & Eike Batista" - El Efecto More BR folk metal! This is hard to explain w/word limit but TL;DR this song criticizes capitalism and colonization by corporations using the images of Lampião (BR historical figure) and Eike Batista (a real BR CEO); it uses lots of northeast BR influences!

26. Cílio or "Eyelash" - Casa de Caba YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IS IT ITS TIME FOR LUSO-BR PIRATE SHANTIES OK not really but this is how I see this song! Again northeastern BR influences + mention of Yemanjá (yoruba orisha of the seas, she's a big deity in afro-br religions!). If this isn't BR pirate enough idk what it is hehe

27. Arueira - Geraldo Vandré Another one in the "BR pirate shanties" list, which is kinda funny - is a protest song from the 60s and it in fact has elements in common with some sea shanties - CALL/ANSWER singing, it mentions how workers are suffering under hard work / a master,it even has nautical themes (sailors,sea,etc)

28. Canção do Mar or "Song of the Sea" - Dulce Pontes cheating a little again cause Dulce Pontes is a Portuguese singer, but mentioning all the "Luso-BR Sea Shanties", I had to mention this ICONIC performance! This is "fado", a melancholic Portuguese genre of music; I like to parallel it a bit with Irish keening style of singing

29. Canto de Oxum / Inscrição or "Oxum's Song" - Maria Bethânia still in the theme of waters! Iconic Maria Bethânia sings to Oxum, the orisha of fresh waters and beauty! Here in BR, we have afro-based religions that worships such yoruba deities, and we often hear songs praising them like this. The second half praises Yemanjá, deity of the seas!

30. Deixa a Gira Girar - Ana Mametto This one is a cover of Ana Mametto (og song by The Tincoãs released in the 70s), praising Iansã the orisha of the lightning and storms! This performance is so cool cause there's a dancer there with Ana, as Iansã herself dancing onstage + lightning sound effects. ITS JUST INCREDIBLE [LINK TO THE VIDEO!]

31. Vapor Barato or "Cheap Vapor" - Gal Costa and Zeca Baleiro this version of Vapor Barato/A FLor da Pele is everything. Gal and Zeca being fucking iconic for 6mins straight, this song is so melancholic, almost theatrical <3

32. Garoto de Aluguel or "Rentboy"- Belchior and Zé Ramalho it's easy to say Belchior (RIP) is like. Pivotal BR music icon. And here with Zé Ramalho they perform together in this song that's lowkey my favorite lmao, the tango vibes ARE STRONG and I love it so much!

33. Na Hora do Almoço or "At Lunchtime" - Belchior Another Belchior banger-it describes this young person talking about their family at lunchtime, and how everyone is so disconnected from another, "I'm still too young to be this sad", damn </3

34. Trem das Onze or "Eleven's Train" - Adoniran Barbosa ADONIRAN BARBOSA, PORRA <3 another super important samba composer~ In this one, the protagonist laments he can't stay with his love a bit longer, bc he has to go home and he can't miss the train that leaves at 11. The way the choir ends with a train-like sound, SO GOOD!

35. O Rei do Gatilho or "Cowboy / Old West King" losely translated - Moreira da Silva THIS ONE I SWEAR. It is a SAMBA THAT MIMICS A COWBOY/WESTERN MOVIE. But like, in a BR way of course. It's a pretty hilarious song with Moreira making different voices, it has sound effects of shots, horses running, applauses and so on, it's so fun!

36. O Vira or loosely translated as "Shapeshifting" - Ney Matogrosso Going back to Ney Matogrosso, I have to mention this one, the title kind of means "Shapeshifting"(as in werewolves)but it goes beyond that,it's hard to explain lol Ney has always been very out & about on genderfuckery and being gay so this song plays with that. a true icon Also THAT OUTFIT! 👌👌👌 [Link to the video so you can see his cunty looks!]

37. Rosa de Hiroshima or "Rose of Hiroshima" - Secos & Molhados / Ney Matogrosso on a more serious note,this is another famous song from Ney/Secos & Molhados (his former band). It's a tragic song where he lists the victms of the bombings in Japan, but in a very poetic manner BR and JP have history, so this is in a way our tribute to that sad event

38. Hinamatsuri / Se Essa Rua Fosse Minha or "Doll's Festival/If This Lane Was Mine" - Iuri Salvagnini speaking of BR/JP ties,this is one I found totally by chance and I'm SO HAPPY I did.This album has medleys of both JP and BR nursery rhymes. Se Essa Rua Fosse Minha is a very famous BR folk song and so ominous in a way, this version really reflects that!

39. Pegasus Fantasy - Edu Falaschi And speaking of which - ANIME TIME! Edu Falaschi, the vocalist from ANGRA that came after Andre Matos, was the iconic voice of Saint Seiya's first opening theme, "Pegasus Fantasy"! Saint Seiya was HUGE here in BR/Latin America in the 90s!

40. Descobridor dos Sete Mares or "Seeker of the Seven Seas" - Tim Maia Tim Maia (RIP) was like, a BR soul singer, his performances were all like this, full of energy with a big band and everything! (There's also this meme where ppl say this was supposed to be a Jojo's opening song, lmao)

41. Mania de Você or "Crazy About You"- Rita Lee and Milton Nascimento LEGENDARY performance of Rita Lee (RIP) and Milton Nascimento! A very sexy song, and their performing energy just brings everything to whole other level. It gets even better when we see Rita teasing Milton (around 5:33) haha <3 so cute!

42. Chuva or "Rain" - Gaby Amaranthos This one is kind of funny, but also kinda moving??? The lyrics are about the cycle of water -literal, textbook information about the cycle of water and how rains are formed At the same time she also sings "Water cycle is an eternal dance" which is such a beautiful way of putting it??

43. Ela Disse Adeus or "She Said Goodbye" - Os Paralamas do Sucesso I remember watching this music video as a kid and I loved it. It stars the incredible BR actress Fernanda Torres & the members of the band, all of them mistreating her character so badly until she just decides to kill them one by one lmao this song/mv still is so good!

44.Segue o Seco or "Draught Goes On" - Marisa Monte I also remember watching this one as a kid and being just fascinated by the video, it's legit a fucking masterpiece, the aesthetics and everything are very dramatic and theatrical. Marisa has such a GORGEOUS voice hnggg Still a favorite to this day [LINK TO THE MV!]

45. Ainda Bem or "Thank Goodness" - Marisa Monte another one by Marisão that I thinnk is so cool, especially the video, I love that's pretty much her just dancing with no one other than MMA wrestler Anderson Silva??? lmao so random but so cool!

46. O Céu é Muito or "The Sky is [Too] Much" - Lenine Lenine's heavy metal phase dkjfhskdjf jokes aside, I freaking love this one bc it's a bit different from his usual stuff (which I also really love). I think it's so cool when singers are so versatile and their voice will fit into any genre!

47. Matheus Embaixador or "Matheus, the Embassador" - Antonio Nóbrega Antonio Nobrega is an actor/folk musician that I really like. He plays rabeca (that folk violin he's holding) in his music as well! This goes into the BR Pirates Playlist thing for sure! hehe

48. Abrição de Portas or "Opening the Doors" - Antônio Nóbrega is a folk song / adaptation from Cantigas de Santa Maria, a compilation of medieval Portuguese poetry/songs! This one goes way back haha. And it really has the Royal Castle vibes to it, it's very Brazilian High Fantasy 👀

49. Bandolins - Oswaldo Montenegro This one is another mix of kind of funny with brilliant - Oswaldo wrote this song based on a friend of his, the song is really heartfelt and the last portion really GOES HARD with the vocals and harmonies holy fuck; but is also has some weird word choices lmao overal, it's a true bop, so dramatic!

50. Admirável Chip Novo or "Brave New Chip" - Pitty more BRmetal! This one was popular in the early 2000's and now I look at the lyrics like DAMN.She didnt have to go this hard-it has the obv ref to Brave New World on the title and she heavily criticizes consumerism and the lack of critical thought thats encouraged by capitalism??

51. Garganta or "Throat" - Ana Carolina Ana Carolina, BI ICON from my teenage years fr fr, I was obsessed. She has a very unique, deep voice, and her guitar skills are pretty insane, this one really shows all of that!! [The version in the playlist is the same as the video, BUT linking the video bc SHE'S SO BADASS!]

52. Eu Comi a Madona or "I Fucked Madona" - Ana Carolina lmao this song is what is says on the tin, Ana came out of the closed in the early 2000s as bi and ever since she has been VERY UNABASHEDLY BI and honestly good for her Iconic song for real kdjfhdkjfh [LINKING THE VIDEO OF HER LIVE PERFORMANCE. BECAUSE OF REASONS.]

53. Auroras Flamboyans - Sofia Freire I don't even know how to explain this one, Sofia has such a dream-like songwriting - she keeps saying things, listing them as if to paint an imagery, it's kinda abstract and so beautiful tbh. She also layers her vocals and plays piano for it, honestly just give it a listen, it's legit so good <3

54." Valsa Pra Lua or Waltz to the Moon" - Vítor Araújo absolutely gorgeous piano instrumental that's soundtrack to the BR movie Elena. I never saw the movie, but this song is soooo good <3

55. Espumas Ao Vento or "[Like] Foam in the Wind" - Elza Soares another version done for the Lisbela e o Prisioneiro movie (srsly that movie has SO MANY BANGERS in the soundtrack it's ridiculous). Elza (RIP) was another huge name in BR music, here you'll hear her iconic voice and singing style!! <3

56. Fixação or "Obsession" - Kid Abelha a song that's super relevant even nowadays lmao she describes the PoV of someone obsessing over a celebrity 24/7, how they keeps making up scenarios in their head featuring their fave. It really contrasts w the way she sings/the arrangement! I really like this version a lot ngl

Ragatanga - Rouge BRAZILIAN Y2K GIRL BAND TIME. Rouge was a girlband formed in a reality show, designed to discover "the next pop stars and form a pop group". Rouge was MASSIVELY successful, at least for a while. This one is their master hit (which is actually a cover from pop Spanish trio Las Ketchup)

58. Lua de Cristal or "Crystal Moon" by Xuxa and the Paquitas PERFECT SEGUE INTO XUXA'S MASTERPIECE lmao Xuxa ("SHOO-SHAH") is a former kid's show host and in the 90s she starred the Cinderella retelling movie Lua de Cristal. Big bop song, the movie not really,its kind of a cult for meme reasons lol the song is very Sailor Moon-coded too ngl

59. A Lenda or "Legend" - Sandy & Junior speaking of kid-oriented 90s pop music, I HAVE to mention Sandy & Junior, a duo of siblings that were super famous back then. A Lenda is definitely their best song, I non ironically still listen to it, cheesy-ness and all, it'ss dramatic AF dkjfhdkfjh

60. Sete Vidas or "Seven Lives" - Marcus Viana & Adriana Mezzadri this one was soundtrack to a historical period BR miniseries in the 2000s. It was composed by musician Marcus Viana (the guy playing violin in the Shaman video from before!) and it's sung by AMAZING Adriana Mezzadri, (actually Peruvian and not BR!) I LOVE this song, it's so good!

61. Sob o Sol or "Under the Sun" - Marcus Viana Marcus Viana also composed the ost for the absofucking popular 2000's telenovela O Clone! The songs were so iconic; the version in the playlist is the og version, but I linked this version in the thread, a version that's in Arabic! Lebanese singer Raya Hilal also sings the PT-BR version on the second half <3

62. Romance de Duas Caveiras or "A Skeleton's Romance" - Alvarenga & Ranchinho this is like. Old BR country/folk music and still hilarious AF lmao They are describing the romance of two skeletons in a cementery,how they go on with their...lives...death...?Until the day one of the skeletons ditches her skeleton bf over another guy(a fresh corpse lol). The video of them performing seems straight out of the Pixar movie Coco in every sense lmao

63. O Bêbado e a Equilibrista or "The Drunkard and the Tightrope Walker" - Elis Regina second to last song has to be Elis again! This one is a notorious protest song, really about hope and just waiting for things to finally be better

64. Evidências or "Evidences" - Chitãozinho & Xororó AAAAAAND LAST SONG IS, IN THE GREAT BR SPIRIT, EVIDÊNCIAS LMAO, it's a widely cherished song, but also kind of a meme, and everything in between. It's a cheesy love song in the classic sertanejo style (BR country genre), sung by Chitãozinho e Xororó, a duo of brothers!

#music posts #1like 1song tag #brazilian music #musica brasileira #again Im a deezer user through and through but you guys use Spotify more so here it is #my playlists on Spotify are all messy and outdated bc I dont use it lmao

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sunnyhoneyshimmermagic · 1 year ago

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here it is, everyone! the official (and not without mistakes but fuck it this is the best anyone will ever get) appearance tracker of EVERY BIG NATE CHARACTER (that matters at least a little bit, also I forgot Rusty sienna r.i.p)

THE TOP 10:

Nate: 11,106

2. Francis: 4,166

3. Teddy: 2,936

4. Marty: 1,541

5. Mrs. Godfrey: 890

6. Chad: 691

7. Ellen: 583

8. Mr. Rosa: 537

9. Gina: 506

10. Jenny: 427

Rounding out the top 20:

11. Dee Dee: 358

12. Artur: 343

13. Coach Calhoon: 339

14. Spitsy: 304

15. Principal Nichols: 255

16. School Picture Guy: 219

17. Sheila: 202

18. Coach John: 164

19. Gramps/Vern: 163

20. Mr. Glavin: 152

MORE THAN A 100 APPEARANCES:

21. Dr. Cesspool: 150

22. Gordie: 147

23. Ms. Clarke: 145

24. Czerwicki: 139

25. Kim: 119

26. Biff: 116

27. Gram/Marge: 107

STILL PRETTY MAJOR:

28. Chip: 99

29. Chester: 97

30. Mrs. Shipulski: 95

31. Peter: 92

32. Pickles: 91

33. Randy: 81

GETTING THERE:

34. Nate drawing of Mrs. Godfrey where she doesn’t appear: 74

35. Nurse Maureen Biology: 72

36. Angie: 71

37. Trudy: 67

38. Dan Cupid: 65

39. Uncle Ted: 64

40. Mr. Staples: 62

40. Daphne: 62

42. Nate drawing of Ellen where she doesn’t appear: 61

43. Mr. Eustis: 60

44. Bob Snuggles: 51

44. Kelly: 51

46. Sherman: 50

47. Moe Mentum: 46

48. Marcus: 42

49. Miranda: 41

YEAH THESE ARE GETTING OBSCURE NOW:

50. Kenny Smithson: 39

50. Timmy Snuggles: 39

52. Nate drawing of Marty where he doesn’t appear: 38

53. Honey Snuggles: 35

54. Punkin Snuggles: 34

55. J.B.: 33

56. Nate drawing of Francis where he doesn’t appear: 27

57. Superdad: 24

58. Derek Nack: 20

59. Daisy: 19

59. Warren Fuzzy: 19

61. Mrs. Bigbee: 18

61. Nate drawing of Teddy where he doesn’t appear: 18

63. Slim Stubby: 15

63. Nate drawing of Jenny where she doesn’t appear: 15

65. Nate drawing of Kenny Smithson where he doesn’t appear: 14

65. Wayne: 14

65. Whitey: 14

68. The Brain (Chess Camp): 13

68. Lila: 13

68. Nate drawing of Mr. Rosa where he doesn’t appear: 13

71. Action Cat: 12

72. Audrey the Lifeguard: 11

72. Nate drawing of Mr. Galvin where he doesn’t appear: 11

72. Hickson: 11

72. Craig (incel): 11

76. Paige: 10

76. Nate drawing of Mr. Staples where he doesn’t appear: 10

76. Nigel (doppleganger): 10

THE BOTTOM OF THE BARREL:

79. Ronnie (Jenny’s Boyfriend): 9

80. Nate drawing of Gordie where he doesn’t appear: 8

80. Wink Summers: 8

80. Nate drawing of Nate where he doesn’t appear: 8

83. Kit: 7

83. Kaboodle: 7

83. Stan Cupid: 7

83. Emmit the Custodian: 7

87. Marla the Mailwoman: 6

88. Claire Voyant: 5

88. Fluffy Snuggles: 5

88. Nate drawing of Coach Calhoon where she doesn’t appear: 5

88. Nate Drawing of Ms. Clarke where he doesn’t appear: 5

92. Moe Mentum’s Agent: 4

92. Greg Proxmire: 4

92. Leo Tard: 4

92. She-Pulski: 4

92. Nate drawing of Principal Nichols where he doesn’t appear: 4

97. Jenny’s Dad: 3

97. Celine Paycheck: 3

97. Math Man: 3

97. Half-Pint: 3

97. Mrs. Holloway: 3

97. Stan Pokecheck: 3

97. Deke Boarding: 3

104. Nate drawing of Sheila where she doesn’t appear: 2

104. April Showers: 2

104. Mega Teen: 2

104. Ms. Brindle: 2

104. Nate drawing of La Chance where she doesn’t appear: 2

104. Nate drawing of Gina where she doesn’t appear: 2

104. Nate drawing of Pickles where she doesn’t appear: 2

104. Daphne’s mom: 2

112. Jenny’s Mom: 1

112. Nate drawing of ronnie where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Ms. Brindle where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Aldrige where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Wink Summers where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Mrs. Williger: 1

112. Nate drawing of Uncle Ted where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Spitsy where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Ultra Nate: 1

112. Algebro: 1

112. Nate drawing of Artur where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Chester where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Mr. Holloway: 1

112. Nate drawing of Randy where he doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Kim where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Dee Dee where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Daphne where she doesn’t appear: 1

112. Nate drawing of Chad where he doesn’t appear: 1

Questions and replies are more than welcome! This list will update every Sunday when an arc is "over"!

#big nate

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ephemeral-gremlin · 5 days ago

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@xirae tagged me to put my repeat playlist on shuffle and post the first 10 songs but since i do not use spotify i'm just gonna post 10 songs

instead of just picking 10 i've been listening to recently tho i want to maintain some of the chaos and whimsy so i'm just going to put my entire bandcamp library on shuffle and find the youtube links to put here

1: song for mountains, les discretes

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some good chill blackgaze to start us off (you might sense a theme here)

2: tróndor í gøtu, tyr

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good old singalong folk metal. no i don't speak faroese but this song is so catchy and i've listened to it so many times that i can more or less manage

3: Lou tard-biengùt, boisson divine

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a slower more laid-back song from their excellent folk metal album la halha

4: subject nation, akira kosemura

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a little incidental BOP from one of my favorite otome games - the whole soundtrack is such a banger i bought it on bandcamp. was very tempted to spring for the vinyl but it was too expensive

5: GET OUT, pinkshift

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i love pinkshift! one of my favorite modern punk bands. they're just about to start a new tour and i HIGHLY recommend going to see them live if you can, i saw them a couple years ago in detroit and had a blast

6: nom the wise, blind guardian

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more incidental music, i guess that's the danger of shuffle. this album is peak blind guardian and blind guardian is peak power metal, if you like power metal and haven't heard nightfall in middle-earth stop everything you're doing and listen to it front to back right now

7: beneath the waves, ayreon

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ayreon is a prog metal concept project from arjen anthony lucassen featuring every metal musician you know and love and it rules

8: mettänpeiton valtiaalle, korpiklaani

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more folk metal. korpiklaani is just FUN. they're also touring right now with ensiferum and trollfest and i definitely recommend seeing them live - i'll be there for their detroit show next week!

9: against the stream, insomnium

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emotional support melodeath, i love this entire album

10: nancy drew, sløtface

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another fun punk song. "i've filled my quota of boys with acoustic guitars / but more are born every year" lives in my brain rent-free.

tagging uhhh @songofsaraneth @alimsurana @burgerdrome @xdaringdamselx and @if-only-angels-could-prevail. and also you, the reader of this post, do this if you want to, i always want more music to listen to

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shelli-jay-says · 2 years ago

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FACTS ABOUT CUCUMBERS YOU MUST KNOW

Hechos que debes saber sobre los pepinos

1. Cucumbers contain most of the vitamins you need every day, just one cucumber contains Vitamin B1, Vitamin B2, Vitamin B3, Vitamin B5, Vitamin B6, Folic Acid, Vitamin C, Calcium, Iron, Magnesium, Phosphorus, Potassium and Zinc.

1. Los pepinos contienen la mayoría de las vitaminas que necesitas todos los días, solo un pepino contiene vitamina B1, vitamina B2, vitamina B3, vitamina B5, vitamina B6, ácido fólico, vitamina C, calcio, hierro, magnesio, fósforo, potasio y zinc.

2. Feeling tired in the afternoon, put down the caffeinated soda and pick up a cucumber. Cucumbers are a good source of B vitamins and Carbohydrates that can provide that quick pick-me-up that can last for hours.

2. Si te sientes cansado por la tarde, deja el refresco con cafeína y toma un pepino. Los pepinos son una buena fuente de vitaminas B y carbohidratos que pueden proporcionar ese estímulo rápido que puede durar horas.

3. Tired of your bathroom mirror fogging up after a shower? Try rubbing a cucumber slice along the mirror, it will eliminate the fog and provide a soothing, spa-like fragrance.

3. ¿Cansado de que el espejo de tu baño se empañe después de la ducha? Intenta frotar una rodaja de pepino a lo largo del espejo, eliminará la niebla y proporcionará una fragancia relajante similar a la de un spa.

4. Are grubs and slugs ruining your planting beds? Place a few slices in a small pie tin and your garden will be free of pests all season long. The chemicals in the cucumber react with the aluminum to give off a scent undetectable to humans but drive garden pests crazy and make them flee the area.

4. ¿Las larvas y las babosas están arruinando tus lechos de siembra? Coloque algunas rebanadas en un molde pequeño para pastel y su jardín estará libre de plagas durante toda la temporada. Los químicos en el pepino reaccionan con el aluminio para emitir un olor indetectable para los humanos, pero enloquecen a las plagas del jardín y las hacen huir del área.

5. Looking for a fast and easy way to remove cellulite before going out or to the pool? Try rubbing a slice or two of cucumbers along your problem area for a few minutes, the phytochemicals in the cucumber cause the collagen in your skin to tighten, firming up the outer layer and reducing the visibility of cellulite. Works great on wrinkles too!!!

5. ¿Buscas una manera rápida y fácil de eliminar la celulitis antes de salir o ir a la piscina? Frote una o dos rodajas de pepino a lo largo de su área problemática durante unos minutos, los fitoquímicos del pepino hacen que el colágeno de la piel se tense, reafirmando la capa externa y reduciendo la visibilidad de la celulitis. Funciona muy bien en las arrugas también!!!

6. Want to avoid a hangover or terrible headache? Eat a few cucumber slices before going to bed and wake up refreshed and headache free. Cucumbers contain enough sugar, B vitamins and electrolytes to replenish essential nutrients the body lost, keeping everything in equilibrium, avoiding both a hangover and headache!!

6. ¿Quiere evitar una resaca o un terrible dolor de cabeza? Coma unas rodajas de pepino antes de acostarse y despiértese renovado y sin dolores de cabeza. Los pepinos contienen suficiente azúcar, vitaminas B y electrolitos para reponer los nutrientes esenciales que el cuerpo perdió, manteniendo todo en equilibrio, evitando tanto la resaca como el dolor de cabeza.

7. Looking to fight off that afternoon or evening snacking binge? Cucumbers have been used for centuries and often used by European trappers, traders and explores for quick meals to thwart off starvation.

7. ¿Buscas combatir ese atracón de bocadillos de la tarde o la noche? Los pepinos se han utilizado durante siglos y, a menudo, los cazadores, comerciantes y exploradores europeos los utilizan como comidas rápidas para evitar el hambre.

8. Have an important meeting or job interview and you realize that you don't have enough time to polish your shoes? Rub a freshly cut cucumber over the shoe, its chemicals will provide a quick and durable shine that not only looks great but also repels water.

8. ¿Tienes una reunión importante o una entrevista de trabajo y te das cuenta de que no tienes suficiente tiempo para lustrar tus zapatos? Frote un pepino recién cortado sobre el zapato, sus productos químicos proporcionarán un brillo rápido y duradero que no solo se ve muy bien sino que también repele el agua.

9. Out of WD 40 and need to fix a squeaky hinge? Take a cucumber slice and rub it along the problematic hinge, and voila, the squeak is gone!

9. ¿Está fuera de WD 40 y necesita arreglar una bisagra que chirría? Tome una rodaja de pepino y frótela a lo largo de la bisagra problemática, y listo, ¡el chirrido desaparece!

10. Stressed out and don't have time for massage, facial or visit to the spa? Cut up an entire cucumber and place it in a boiling pot of water, the chemicals and nutrients from the cucumber will react with the boiling water and be released in the steam, creating a soothing, relaxing aroma that has been shown the reduce stress in new mothers and college students during final exams.

10. ¿Estás estresado y no tienes tiempo para masajes, tratamientos faciales o visitas al spa? Corte un pepino entero y colóquelo en una olla con agua hirviendo, los químicos y nutrientes del pepino reaccionarán con el agua hirviendo y se liberarán en el vapor, creando un aroma calmante y relajante que se ha demostrado que reduce el estrés en las madres primerizas y los estudiantes universitarios durante los exámenes finales.

11. Just finish a business lunch and realize you don't have gum or mints? Take a slice of cucumber and press it to the roof of your mouth with your tongue for 30 seconds to eliminate bad breath, the phytochemicals will kill the bacteria in your mouth responsible for causing bad breath.

11. ¿Acabas de terminar un almuerzo de negocios y te das cuenta de que no tienes chicles ni mentas? Tome una rodaja de pepino y presiónela contra el paladar con la lengua durante 30 segundos para eliminar el mal aliento, los fitoquímicos matarán las bacterias en la boca responsables de causar el mal aliento.

12. Looking for a 'green' way to clean your taps, sinks or stainless steel? Take a slice of cucumber and rub it on the surface you want to clean, not only will it remove years of tarnish and bring back the shine, but is won't leave streaks and won't harm you fingers or fingernails while you clean.

12. ¿Está buscando una forma 'verde' de limpiar sus grifos, fregaderos o acero inoxidable? Tome una rodaja de pepino y frótela sobre la superficie que desea limpiar, no solo eliminará años de deslustre y devolverá el brillo, sino que no dejará rayas y no dañará sus dedos o uñas mientras limpia.

13. Using a pen and made a mistake? Take the outside of the cucumber and slowly use it to erase the pen writing, also works great on crayons and markers that the kids have used to decorate the walls!!

13. ¿Usaste un bolígrafo y cometiste un error? Tome el exterior del pepino y utilícelo lentamente para borrar la escritura del bolígrafo, ¡también funciona muy bien en crayones y marcadores que los niños han usado para decorar las paredes!

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logankendall · 1 year ago

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escolha uma prompt — deixe o número dela (ou número da inspo), depois o @ do seu char.

pode mandar quantos quiser.

1. logan está trabalhando como freela de segurança de uma festa e @ está vendo ele lá parado, entediado, seu char o trouxe pra dentro.

inspo: “Come on, live a little!” “I won’t be living for long if the king finds out about what we’re doing here.”

2. logan está trabalhando como freela de segurança do seu @ num evento mais formal e acabam os dois entediados.

inspo: 2.1 “You’re no fun.” “I’m here for your protection, not your entertainment.” “But couldn’t you at least try to do both?” 2.2 “I have a great idea!” “Why do I feel like I’m about to lose my job?”

3. logan estava no fim de uma sessão de treinos mais pesadas e achou @ depois.

4. decidiram fazer almoço juntos.

5. seu char não estava bem (pode ser física ou emocionalmente) e chamou logan pra passar o tempo, acabou numa sessão de cuddles um pouco estranho.

inspo: 5.1 “You’re burning up.” 5.2 “I know you hate being sick, but you need to let me care for you.” 5.3 “Nothing some love and care and a good soup can’t fix.” 5.4 “You can call me a mom all you want, but I’ll will get you better soon.”

6. café da manhã juntos.

inspo: 6.1 depois de um one night stand 6.2 depois de um sleepover. 6.3 fwb - “What’s the rush? Just lay back down.” 6.4 fwb - “How would you feel about spending the day in bed?”

7. como um bom guardinha, logan vai acompanhar @ até em casa porque tá tarde.

8. diz uma palavra + um lugar pra algo aleatório.

#ai tem bastante #vp; starter

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thespectraltiger · 22 days ago

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¡Conciertos y festivales del 11 al 16 de Febrero!

Por Antonio Carlos

Estos son algunos de los conciertos y festivales que habrán del 11 al 16 de febrero en la Ciudad de México y Morelos a los que les recomiendo ir.

Martes 11 de febrero

El trío regiomontano de Rock, The Warning, compuesto por Daniela, Paulina y Alejandra, tendrá otra fecha en el icónico Auditorio Nacional de la Ciudad de México. Con una discografía que cuenta con cuatro álbumes de estudio y dos EPs, The Warning promete tener un show cabrón en la capital. Boletos con poca disponibilidad a través de Ticketmaster. (Actualización: SOLD OUT).

Miércoles 12 de febrero

¿Quieren irse en un viaje profundo y embargado de emoción? Pues la noche del miércoles 12 de febrero podrán escuchar a dos bandas en la Sala A del Foro Indie Rocks! En primera instancia, tendremos a Earthless (trayendo su Stoner Rock for the win!). En segunda, estará la banda King Woman con sus pasajes de Drone, Shoegaze y Doom Metal. Los precios van de los 650 a los 920 pesos y pueden conseguirlos a través de la plataforma Passline.

Jueves 13 de Febrero

Del 13 al 15 de febrero podrán asistir al Downtown Guitar Festival CDMX. El jueves 13 se presentará Ireri Almonte en Jazzatlán Capital a las 8 de la noche (entrada 100 pesos). Esa misma noche y en el mismo recinto se presentarán Francisco Lelo De Larrea, Federico Sánchez, Alonso López y Reona Sugimoto (entrada 250 pesos). El festival continuará el jueves 14 a las 6 de la tarde y el viernes 15 a las 3 de la tarde. Ambos días serán entrada libre y tendrán lugar en Rabioso.

Viernes 14 de febrero

Del viernes 14 al domingo 16 de febrero podrán asistir a la quinta edición del Festival Bahidorá en el Parque Natural Las Estacas, Morelos. El festival cuenta con un lineup interesante que incluye a diversxs artistas como son: Ca7riel y Paco Amoroso, Rosa Pistola & Freebot, Kaytranada, Cachirula, Yu Su, Los Askis y muchos más. Boletos disponibles a través de Bahidorá.

La noche de San Valentín podrán perrear y bellaquear en el Foro Indie Rocks! de la Ciudad de México con Dj Bear y El Bogueto, quien sacó su segundo álbum, No Hay Loco que No Corone, a finales de septiembre del año pasado. Boletos desde 800 hasta 1600 pesos. Disponibles a través de Passline.

Sábado 15 de febrero

El sábado 15 de febrero tienen la oportunidad de asistir al festival más grande de Hip Hop hoy día en México con el Urbano Fest CDMX Vol. 1. Esta primera edición del festival en la capital del país marca la undécima en la historia de este evento. Habrán artistas tanto mexicanos como internacionales. El evento empieza a las 4 pm en el Palacio de los Deportes de la Ciudad de México. Los boletos se encuentran a la venta a través de Ticketmaster.

Del mismo modo, el sábado 15 de febrero podrán asistir al que probablemente será uno de los mejores conciertos que podamos ver en la capital este 2025. El artista norteamericano JMSN nos volará la cabeza en el Foro Indie Rocks! de la Ciudad de México a partir de las 9 de la noche. Tal fue la demanda para este concierto que cambiaron el recital a la Sala A del Foro, misma que tiene más espacio para disfrutar de una velada íntima e intensa escuchando RnB, Soul, Electro, Gospel y Pop. Los boletos van de los 575 a los 850 pesos y se encuentran disponibles a través de la plataforma Passline.

¿Irán a alguno de estos conciertos y festivales? ¡Díganme en los comentarios!

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chica-manos-de-tijera · 2 months ago

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racha de pelis 2024:

1- sombras en el paraíso

2- sick of myself

3- crimen y castigo

4- thunderbolt and lightfoot

5- phenomena

6- election

7- the griefters

8- the holdovers

9- daydreaming so vividly about our spanish holidays (c)

10- buenas noches

11- poor things

12- la favorita

13- scott pilgrim vs. los ex de la chica de sus sueños

14- the french dispach

15- cuando acecha la maldad

16- gummo

17- the myth of the american sleepover

18- graciadió

19- closer

20- perfect days

21- invasión

22- nueve reinas

23- la antena

24- los delincuentes

25- lick the star (c)

26- ordet

27- rio grande

28- bad day at black rock

29- primer nombre: carmen

30- trenque lauquen

31- amarcord

32- family plot

33- scarface (1932)

34- cenizas y diamantes

35- fumar causa tos

36- tacones lejanos

37- geminis

38- la idea de un lago

39- marie antoinette

40- un mundo misterioso

41- los colonos

42- ¿quién inició el incendio? (c)

43- las tardes (c)

44- fisgona (c)

45- el estudiante

46- muere monstruo muere

47- crónica de un niño solo

48- 500 dias con summer

49- leme do destino

50- grizzly man (d)

51- la pasión segun GH

52- berta y pablo

53- riddle of fire

54- tiempo de pagar

55- humanist vampire seeking consenting suicidal person

56- uncropped (d)

57- fuck you! el último concierto (d)

58- after hours

59- challengers

60- las virgenes suicidas

61- love lies bleeding

62- when harry met sally

63- phantom of the paradise

64- pinocho

65- investigacion de un ciudadano bajo sospecha

66- desearás al hombre de tu hermana

67- red rocket

68- el color del dinero

69- el pibe cabeza

70- atame

71- no esperes demasiado del fin del mundo

72- love streams

73- doli vuelve a casa (c)

74- copacabana (d)

75- shakti (c)

76- entrenamiento elemental para actores

77- minnie and moskowitz

78- el padrino II

79- el apartamento

80- used cars

81- los dueños

82- bananas

83- alemania

84- adventureland

85- goyo

86- hitman

-a partir de acá, SK empieza a trabajar en un cine-

87- benji, el perseguido

88- pinocho (2022)

89- roadkill

90- aventuras de un niño genio

91- raya y el último dragón

92- lightyear

93- lightyear

94- elementos

95- elementos

96- tráiganme la cabeza de alfredo garcía

97- vacas vaqueras

98- el libro de la selva

99- riddle of fire

100- la noche con el diablo

101- up

102- tarzan

103- robin hood

104- enredados

105- wish

106- los novios (c)

107- frozen 2

108- buffalo '66

109- habitación 666 (d)

110- smithereens

111- el consorcio (c)

112- lenny (c)

113- mistery train

114- un buen día

115- cruising

116- en compañía de lobos

117- maxxxine

118- witchfinder general

119- corpiños en la madrugada (c)

120- los otros tienen tanto más (c)

121- mumblewhore (c)(d)

122- algo nuevo (c)

123- pandemia (c)

124- pico salomonte (c)

125- en mis sueños (c)

126- los paranoicos

127- después de un buen día (d)

128- blue velvet

129- l'opera-mouffe

130- coco

131- kinds of kindness

132- una despedida en cinco pasos (c)

133- lenny (c)

134- maria la chismosa (c)

135- relatos salvajes

136- tango feroz

137- repulsión

138- big lebowski

139- coraline

140- el repartidor esta en camino (d)

141- el sacrificio

142- beetlejuice beetlejuice

143- longlegs

144- el graduado

145- el aroma del pasto recién cortado

146- punch-drunk love

147- el jockey

148- gnosticismo (c)

149- ya no escucho a los strokes (c)

150- pierrot le fou

151- la sustancia

152- la masacre de texas (1974)

153- death proof

154- planeta terror

155- kill bill I

156- confidencialmente tuya

157- el secreto de sus ojos

158- stop making sense (d)

159- evil dead

160- terrifier 2

161- terrifier

162- lick the star (c)

163- un movimiento extraño (c)

164- terrifier 3

165- blow out

166- ¡ufa con el sexo!

167- los payasos

168- ana y los otros

169- golpe de suerte en paris

170- sombras en el cielo

171- lancelot del lago

172- breve cielo

173- el niño oscuro

174- megalopolis

175- corazon embalsamado

176- valentina

177- asfixiados

178- the back of my mind (c)

179- funny games

180- años luz (d)

181- hi, mom!

182- ostende

183- las pibas

184- moebius

185- lo que el agua se llevó

186- supercool

187- esquí (d)

188- un buen día

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chartmyfixations · 1 year ago

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cris watches dr. who: s01e11 - "Boom Town"

"We're in Cardiff. London doesn't care. The South Wales coast could fall into the sea and they wouldn't notice! Oh! I sound like a Welshman. God help me, I've gone native."

Nobody thought to check all the Slitheen were all gone? Dr., I like you, but you're kind of bad on follow-up. People describing him as a force of chaos rather than a force of justice aren't entirely wrong

Hee. I happen to love the Dr.'s big ears

"Probably wondering what four people were doing in a big wooden box." God I miss the eighties

Some journalists have the survival instincts of a lemming. This lady interviewing the Slitheen lady is one of them

The amount of nosy people killed in increasingly silly ways is hilarious, but also... dang, she been busy

The vertical blinking on the Slitheen is almost… cute?

Another episode where we get to pity the monster. She just wants off this rock. Doctor Who is good at these

"Don't answer," sez Jack as the Dr. is roped into a manipulative conversation with the Slitheen. He's right, Doctor. Too smart for your own good. You always think you're the smartest in the room and once somebody ropes you in a conversation, you just talk and talk and talk...

Oh god, I'm the Doctor

Annette Badland, the actress playing the Slitheen, is excellent. (The actress has been in everything too)

Alexa, add "poison ring" to my Christmas wishlist

The Doctor eats meat? That's a little surprising and feels a little OOC

Jesus, keep calm and move on Mickey. Rose obviously has

The Song of the Ship turned her into an Egg? That's a little metaphysical and feels a little deus ex machina, but it does fit the theme of second chances. I like that the Doctor found an option other than killing the Slitheen. Despite the Dr.'s inherent chaos and his repressed anger, he's still basically kind to living things. I like that part about him the most

6 out of 8 Tardes. Episode's a little slow, but definitely a more thought provoking showing for the Slitheen

#cris watches #cris watches dr who #doctor who #dr who #rose tyler #billie piper #christopher eccleston #the ninth doctor #ninth doctor #9th doctor #jack harkness #john barrowman #s01e11 #6 out of 8 tardes #boom town #slitheen

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juarezesdeporte · 4 months ago

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LA SERIE SOÑADA: YANKEES Y DODGERS SE ENFRENTAN DE NUEVO EN UNA SERIE MUNDIAL DESPUÉS DE 43 AÑOS

Nueva York., martes 22 de octubre de 2024.-Desde el Bronx hasta Brooklyn y Los Ángeles, la rivalidad entre los Yanquis y los Dodgers ha dado lugar a algunos de los momentos más memorables del béisbol: atrapadas espectaculares, bateos espectaculares e incluso un partido perfecto. Las dos franquicias se han enfrentado 11 veces en las Series Mundiales, el mayor número de enfrentamientos entre dos equipos.

Queda por ver si Ohtani vs Judge y Yamamoto vs Rodón pueden igualar a Robinson vs Berra y Koufax vs Mantle. Pero después de 43 años sin enfrentamientos, una de las rivalidades con más historia del béisbol vuelve al escenario más grande.

He aquí un repaso a los 11 enfrentamientos anteriores en las Series Mundiales.

1941: Sin alegría en Flatbush

Los Yanquis ganan 4-1. El primer enfrentamiento de estos rivales en las Series Mundiales es famoso, entre otras cosas, por un tercer strike fallido (que debe ser atrapado o el bateador puede intentar correr a primera base). Los Yanquis ganaban dos partidos a uno, pero Brooklyn (ahora Dodgers de Los Ángeles) estaba a punto de empatar, ganando 4-3 en la parte alta de la novena. Con dos outs, Tommy Henrich, de los Yanquis, bateó una bola curva y falló. El partido había terminado.

¿O no? La pelota rebotó en el guante del receptor Mickey Owen y se escabulló. Henrich corrió a primera. Un sencillo, dos dobles y dos bases por bolas más tarde, los Yanquis se pusieron por delante, 7-4. Los desmoralizados Dodgers cayeron rápidamente en la mitad inferior de la entrada.

Un breve artículo de The Associated Press resumía la reacción al día siguiente: “los aficionados se alinearon en la rampa por encima de la puerta de los vestuarios cuando los Dodgers entraron y les dieron una entusiasta ovación de Brooklyn, con ‘¡Sí Owen, vago!’ como abucheo principal”.

El incidente llevó al New York Times a la poesía, publicando una parodia de “Casey at the Bat” al día siguiente, con líneas como: “no hay alegría en Flatbush”.

Cuando los Yanquis ganaron el quinto partido al día siguiente para llevarse la serie, el artículo del Times sobre la victoria, escrito por John Drebinger, no estaba precisamente lleno de eufemismo.

“Arrasando irresistiblemente hacia su objetivo de una manera a la que estaban acostumbrados desde hacía mucho tiempo, los Yanquis vencieron ayer a los Dodgers una vez más en Ebbets Field, y con esta victoria, lograda por un marcador de 3 a 1, se establecieron de nuevo como campeones indiscutibles del béisbol del mundo”.

Pero faltaba algo evidente y terrible: jugadores afroamericanos. Eso se rectificaría la siguiente vez que los equipos se encontraron.

1947: Bienvenido, Jackie Robinson

Los Yanquis ganan, 4-3. La Serie fue la primera con seis árbitros, y la primera con un jonrón improvisado (de Yogi Berra). Pero lo más importante es que fue la primera Serie Mundial en la que se eliminó la segregación racial, con el novato Jackie Robinson como titular en la primera base de los Dodgers.

En el cuarto partido, Bill Bevens, de los Yanquis, lanzó ocho entradas y dos tercios sin hit, pero cedió un doblete a Cookie Lavagetto que le costó la victoria y el partido a su equipo por 3-2. En el sexto partido, Al Gionfriddo, de los Dodgers, atrapó de forma espectacular un bambinazo de Joe DiMaggio en la sexta entrada para ayudar a preservar la victoria por 8-6 que llevó la serie a un partido decisivo.

“Corriendo casi a ciegas hacia el lugar donde pensaba que caería la pelota y dándose la vuelta en el último momento”, Gionfriddo “se inclinó por encima de la barandilla del bullpen y, con su mano enguantada, atrapó la pelota”, escribió The Times, afirmando que la atrapada “dejó atónitos a los orgullosos Bombarderos” y llevó a DiMaggio a empezar a “caminar inconsolablemente en círculos, preguntándose sin duda si podía creer en sus sentidos”.

Pero Joe Page lanzó cinco entradas de alivio en el séptimo partido en el Bronx, y los Yanquis enviaron a los Dodgers a su cuarta derrota en la Serie Mundial. Habría más.

1949: Casey al timón

Los Yanquis ganan, 4-1. Una división de juegos 1-0 para comenzar prometía una Serie tensa, pero los Yanquis consiguieron tres carreras en la parte alta de la novena para ganar el Juego 3 y tomaron el control desde allí.

El Times elogió a los ganadores, diciendo que “no eran los Yanquis de antaño que dominaban a sus oponentes y los sometían dócilmente. Fue un equipo que tuvo que hacerlo de la manera difícil, luchando contra las lesiones y la enfermedad, así como contra la oposición en el campo. Salió adelante como un equipo, no como una apisonadora”.

Joe DiMaggio se había perdido gran parte de la temporada por una lesión en el talón y posteriormente por una neumonía vírica, pero consiguió un jonrón en el partido decisivo. El entrenador de los Yanquis, Casey Stengel, en su primera temporada, ganó el primero de sus siete títulos de la Serie Mundial.

El Times también alabó la caballerosidad de la serie: “Hubo una agradable escasez de ‘beefs’ y ‘rhubarbs’”.

1952: Billy Martin salva el día

Los Yanquis ganan, 4-3. Brooklyn venció a los Yanquis y regresó a Ebbets Field con una ventaja de tres juegos a dos, sólo para perder la serie. Las 24 bases totales de Duke Snider, un récord de la Serie, no fueron suficientes.

La victoria por 4-2 de los Yanquis en el séptimo partido incluyó jonrones de Gene Woodling y Mickey Mantle, pero se recuerda sobre todo por una atrapada. En la séptima entrada, Jackie Robinson reventó la pelota. El resultado estuvo lejos de ser rutinario.

“Parecía bastante sencillo cuando Billy Martin, el segundo bateador yanqui, se lanzó a por ella”, informó The Times. “Pero la pelota pareció quedar atrapada en un remolino de viento que la envió de vuelta hacia el plato, y Martin, ahora corriendo a toda velocidad, ya que nadie más podía interferir en un lugar tan delicado, casi lo logra con una zambullida de cabeza”.

La atrapada salvó potencialmente varias carreras, ya que los tres corredores de base iban con dos outs.

1953: Cinco seguidos para los Yanquis

Los Yanquis ganan, 4-2. Los Yanquis lograron su quinto título consecutivo de la Serie Mundial, todo un récord.

Un esfuerzo de 14 ponches de Carl Erskine en el Juego 3 fue lo más destacado de los Dodgers. Billy Martin estuvo en el centro de todo de nuevo, con un sencillo en el partido decisivo. Bateó .500 en la serie con ocho carreras impulsadas, ambos récords de la serie en ese momento.

Para los fieles de los Dodgers, fue otro trago amargo, aunque The Times le puso cara de valiente: “Incluso el fan de Flatbush más decepcionado no pudo quejarse”, dijo, señalando que el equipo “luchó contra la derrota hasta el último suspiro”.

Pero esos aficionados de Flatbush querían más. ¿Conseguirían algún día su campeonato de la Serie Mundial?

1955: Brooklyn vence al Bronx por fin

Los Dodgers ganan, 4-3. Finalmente, Pee Wee Reese, Duke Snider, Jackie Robinson y los Dodgers de Brooklyn fueron los campeones de la Serie Mundial. El equipo había perdido sus siete viajes anteriores al clásico, a partir de 1916.

Uno de los momentos más famosos de la Serie, el robo de home de Robinson en el Yankee Stadium, se produjo en realidad en una derrota en el primer partido. Todos los partidos de la serie fueron ganados por el equipo local hasta el fatídico séptimo partido en el Yankee Stadium. Johnny Podres permitió ocho hits, pero ninguna carrera a los Yanquis, y Gil Hodges impulsó las dos carreras con un sencillo y un fly de sacrificio en la victoria de los Dodgers por 2-0.

Fue especialmente satisfactorio porque los seguidores de los Dodgers de Brooklyn siempre se sintieron un poco eclipsados por sus homólogos más ilustres, al igual que Brooklyn se sentía un poco eclipsado por las brillantes luces de Manhattan. La victoria de los Dodgers produjo una de las portadas más famosas del Daily News, una caricatura de un vagabundo casi desdentado, personificación de los rudos aficionados de los Dodgers, proclamando: “¡Quién es un vago!”.

1956: Perfección para los Yanquis

Los Yanquis ganan, 4-3. La normalidad se restableció al año siguiente, ya que los Dodgers no pudieron repetir. El famoso juego perfecto de Don Larsen dio a los Yanquis una ventaja de tres juegos a dos.

La gema de Larsen fue salvada por tres excelentes jugadas de campo. En la segunda entrada, Jackie Robinson bateó un batazo que rebotó en el guante del tercera base Andy Carey. Pero Gil McDougald, el campocorto, atrapó la pelota y la lanzó a primera.

En la quinta, Mickey Mantle se resarció de su irregularidad en el campo al atrapar un tiro de Gil Hodges. En el octavo, Carey se zambulló para atrapar otro intento de hit de Hodges. El partido concluyó con Yogi Berra saltando a los brazos de Larsen.

Los Dodgers remontaron con una victoria por 1-0 en 10 entradas gracias a un sencillo de Jackie Robinson que forzó el séptimo partido. Fue el último hit de su carrera. Pero los Yanquis se impusieron en la final por 9-0, con dos jonrones de Berra.

Brooklyn se enfrentaría a una indignidad aún mayor. En mayo siguiente, los propietarios de la Liga Nacional aceptaron que los Dodgers se mudaran a Los Angeles.

1963: Sandy Koufax brilla

Los Dodgers ganan, 4-0. Los Dodgers se adaptaron rápidamente a Los Ángeles y ganaron la Serie Mundial a los Medias Blancas de Chicago en su segundo año allí. Cuatro años después, se enfrentaban de nuevo a su vieja némesis. Era una nueva rivalidad, pero seguía siendo la vieja, en cierto modo.

Los Dodgers tenían un arma nuclear para esta serie: Sandy Koufax. Ganó el Juego 1 con 15 ponches, y luego regresó para el Juego 4 que cerró la serie. Gracias a él y a sus compañeros titulares, Johnny Podres y Don Drysdale, los Yankees anotaron sólo cuatro carreras en toda la serie.

En el último partido, el primera base Joe Pepitone llevó los cuernos de cabra para los Yanquis. Con el marcador empatado 1-1 en la séptima entrada, un lanzamiento del tercera base Clete Boyer pasó a través de Pepitone, y la velocidad de Junior Gilliam convirtió un groundout en un error de tres bases. Anotó en un fly de sacrificio para el 2-1 final.

1977: Entra Reggie Jackson

Los Yanquis ganan, 4-2. Cuando una rivalidad tiene la historia del Yanquis-Dodgers, las hazañas del pasado pueden hacer difícil que el presente esté a la altura. El Sr. Octubre.

Reggie Jackson protagonizó una de las actuaciones más famosas de la historia de las Series Mundiales, con cinco jonrones, tres de ellos en el decisivo sexto partido. A pesar de su fama de engreído, Jackson dijo después: “Babe Ruth era genial. Yo sólo tuve suerte”.

Tal vez se sintiera nervioso por haber tenido que salir corriendo del campo después del partido, golpeando a varios aficionados. Cientos de seguidores de los Yanquis se habían agolpado en el campo tras el partido, desbordando la seguridad. Fue un final apropiado para un año turbulento en la ciudad de Nueva York, que incluyó los asesinatos del Hijo de Sam y una bulliciosa temporada de béisbol en la que los jugadores de los Yanquis, el entrenador Billy Martin y los propietarios se enfrentaron entre sí tantas veces como ganaron. Pero consiguieron el campeonato 21 de la franquicia, y el primero desde 1962.

1978: Rebote a la manera de los Yanquis

Los Yanquis ganan, 4-2. Los Yanquis perdieron los dos primeros partidos, antes de encadenar cuatro victorias seguidas y ganar dos títulos consecutivos. Reggie Jackson, o más precisamente su cadera, fue el centro de todo.

Los Yanquis perdían por 3-1 en la sexta entrada del cuarto partido y se enfrentaban a una posible desventaja de tres partidos a uno. Tenían hombres en primera y segunda, con Lou Piniella en el plato. El parador en corto de los Dodgers, Bill Russell, recogió la pelota y pisó la segunda base, luego lanzó a la primera para una posible doble jugada. Pero la pelota golpeó a Jackson, que estaba entre la primera y la segunda, y rebotó, permitiendo que se anotara una carrera.

Las repeticiones parecían demostrar que Jackson era algo más que un espectador inocente. Había sacado la cadera para animar a la pelota a alejarse. Los Yanquis ganaron en 10 entradas con un sencillo de Piniella y derrotaron a los Dodgers en los partidos 5 y 6.

1981: La batalla de Steinbrenner

Los Dodgers ganan, 4-2. Un extraño año acortado por la huelga trajo una temporada dividida y una ronda extra de la postemporada. Pero terminó con lo familiar: una Serie Mundial Yankees-Dodgers, la undécima.

Esta vez fueron los Yanquis los que ganaron los dos primeros partidos antes de que los Dodgers ganaran tres seguidos en casa, todos por márgenes de una carrera. Fernando Valenzuela, el Novato del Año de 20 años y ganador del premio Cy Young, ganó su partido para los Dodgers en el tercer partido. Ron Guidry, el as de los Yanquis, ganó el primer partido, pero perdió el quinto.

En un extraño incidente después del quinto partido, el propietario de los Yankees, George Steinbrenner, dijo que se encontró con dos aficionados de los Dodgers borrachos en el ascensor de un hotel. Los aficionados, afirmó, se burlaron de los Yanquis como “ahogados” y de los neoyorquinos en general como “animales”. Steinbrenner dijo que le golpearon con una botella y se defendió, rompiéndose la mano en el proceso.

“Hay dos tipos en esta ciudad buscándose los dientes”, se jactó después.

Nunca fueron encontrados, lo que llevó a algunos a preguntarse por la veracidad de la historia.

En cualquier caso, el sexto partido se saldó con un contundente 9-2 que dio a los Dodgers su primer título desde 1965.

Para 2024, el listón está alto. Esperemos que los Yanquis y los Dodgers puedan producir otra cosecha de recuerdos.

(Victor Mather / The New York Times)

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rugbybraincell · 5 months ago

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WXV1 Week 1

1. USA v England

Prediction: England by a lot, but USA squeezes in a try or a penalty kick or two

Tl;dr: USA has been up front in coach and player interviews leading up to this week that they're trying to emphasize speed and physicality. Look for them to play a many-phase, side-to-side attack that attempts to build pressure through speed of realignment and winning the fold. It only works though if they can get fast ball, which will come down to whether than can win some 1v1 contacts. England is playing a B/C side roster, giving some new faces time while anchoring the squad with a few key players. Despite that, expect England to be England, which is ruthless and clinical.

Players to watch: (England) Alex Matthews at 8, Scarratt at 13, and Kildunne at 15 are the big names in the relatively inexperienced squad. Matthews in particular is kind of a dream backrow, capable of covering all 3 roles there and slotting in at lock if needed. Sarah Bern at 3 is possibly the scariest prop on the world scene, with true finishing speed. (USA) Hope Rogers is back! So I'd bet on her to score USA's points today. B at 15 and Emily Henrich at 13 are actually in the correct positions for once, but they've got quite a daunting ask. Still, with new combinations for England, hoping to see them or our 9 Taina sneak in a break or two.

2. France v Canada

Prediction: Canada by 7

Tl;dr: This is the mouthwatering match today! Canada has consistently outperformed expectations in the past couple years, to the extent that suggests it's our expectations that are the problem. They have the kind of vibe where it feels like it doesn't matter so much who is on the pitch, because anyone can slot into their system and play their role. France is France, so they could be awesome or they coudl French it up. They love a zip and bam, so keep an eye out for that to learn from.

Players to watch: (France) Too many to list! My favorites are Bourdon-Sansus at 9 who on a good day is the best player on the pitch. Vernier at 12 has AMAZING timing on both attack and defense, so watch her to learn for when to sell-out on a dominant tackle and for BAM timing off 9, she's super good at that. Both French locks are super active, including captain Feleu who is also casually beautiful. (Canada) I mean, the pack. The pack is excellent. Deleaka Menin at 3 had an excellent Pac 4, Tyson Beukeboom at 4 has moments of magic, and I love love Pam Buisa, the 6, though I think she's even better off the bench. Tessier at 12 is super important in organizing the backs when they do get the ball, and Fancy Bermudez at 14 is explosive. Tard is super unimpressed/ick-ed out by Schell at 15, so look for her to f up.

3. NZ v Ireland

Prediction: NZ by 30+

Tl;dr: I've been paying the least attention to this one, but hey maybe I'll be wrong! Super curious to see how Ireland does, since they were a surprise entry into WXV1 (their world ranking is lower than Scotland, for example). And I personally am yet to be convinced by the Black Ferns' squad this year, they've made some big calls (especially, ok mostly, at 9) and it often feels like they're a team trying to follow a new system, rather than a team using a system to win. Expect lots of kicking off Maia Joseph at 9, which is medium effective but something that intellectually makes sense, especially with Demant starting at 10 this week rather than the kid Hannah King. Beyond that, they're really trying to get a favorable 1v1 for their back 3, which given their back 3, is a good idea. I do expect their individual quality to just be too good for Ireland.

Players to watch: (NZ) Katelyn Vahaakolo at 11 is a cheat code. I definitely have a crush even if she's a child at 24 years old. There's enviable quality across their backrow between Layla Sae, Kennedy Tukuafu (formerly Simon), and Liana Mikaele-Tu'u of the crazy BIG (back in game) speed. (Ireland) Besides being so hard to find on instagram, Ireland is also at a disadvantage for this coverage in that they are all blonde and look the same?? Just kidding. Neve Jones at 2 is a Hope Cooper-style hooker that takes personal affront if she does not lead the tackle count every game. Aoife Wafer at 6 was really good last W6N. Cool to see Amee-Leigh Murphy Crowe at 11, though I wonder how she will adapt to the lack of space. I think Stacey Flood, who is at 15 here but could also be a 10, is a super underrated player.

#wxv #wxv1 #wxv2024 #rugby #womensrugby #womens sports

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theestervashti · 6 months ago

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"The Rodef." From Esther 9: 1-4.

Chapter 9 begins by suggesting anyone who is experiencing oppression in the world should follow the recipe for revolution identified in the Book of Esther, what is called Marduk or Mordecai, "to crush hardship and bring out the sweetness."

If you are Muslim and homeless and want the AFD arrested for Crimes Against Humanity, Mordecai is your man. If you are Russian and do not want to be one of nearly a million dead bodies so Pooter can escape prison for his crimes, Mordecai is definitely your friend. If you are one of those tards in a ski mask and do not want to die faceless and nameless in Lebanon or Gaza, resistance to the Iranian regime is your way out.

If you are American and a woman and want to be free of abortion bans forever, there are six jail cells waiting in Sweden for those SCOTUS Justices that overturned RVW.

If you live in Afghanistan, castrate them all and watch them bleed out and die in the streets they currently think they own. Use a butter knife if you have to.

Freedom from oppression is not just for Jews, it is a right God gave everybody. But there must be a stand, not just a conversation. A place must have a reputation for not standing for it:

9 On the thirteenth day of the twelfth month, the month of Adar, the edict commanded by the king was to be carried out. On this day the enemies of the Jews had hoped to overpower them, but now the tables were turned and the Jews got the upper hand over those who hated them.

2 The Jews assembled in their cities in all the provinces of King Xerxes to attack those determined to destroy them. No one could stand against them, because the people of all the other nationalities were afraid of them.

3 And all the nobles of the provinces, the satraps, the governors and the king’s administrators helped the Jews, because fear of Mordecai had seized them.

4 Mordecai was prominent in the palace; his reputation spread throughout the provinces, and he became more and more powerful.

The Values in Gematria are:

The frame names a time in the month of Adar when it is ideal to make a stand. Torah months are the amount of time it takes to learn the contents foubd ib a day. Societal changes take place in a year.

After we read about the First Day, in which God began the creation, we are allowed one month to figure it out. A Day=406, דאֶפֶסו‎ ‎, depresso, depressed, because one does not understand.

A month is 229, בבט‎‎‎, in a glance.

So the human problems we are meant to overcome are stated in the Days, the moment they pass us by takes place a month later, no matter how long it takes. God thinks this is done the faster the better, obviously.

So an Adar, "the Or" takes place in 12 "Glances" with the following explanation:

An Or=The verb אור ('or) means to be light or to give light; shine. The Bible uses this verb in all the expectable ways (sunlight, daylight etcetera) but often also metaphorically. Many Biblical light-metaphors have been incorporated into our own language, such as the light of understanding or wisdom. Even a lit-up face comes from the Bible (Job 29:24, Numbers 6:25, Ecclesiastes 8:1).

The Number is 3082, ל‎ףב‎, "the development of a heart, of a conscience."

So verse 1 says oppression ends the moment the study of the Torah is recognized as a mandate for mankind to possess a soul. Persons who cannot seem to come by one, like the Mormons do not belong here and they must be put down. The same thing with the Ayatollah and that fucktard in Russia, there is no need to worry about them they have to die.

The values in Gematria for the rest are:

v. 1: The Jews got the upper hand. The upper hand is the Hand of God, it is the Torah. They received it first and have willingly shared its teachings with the planet earth since the beginning. The story of the goddess Esther and also of the god Marduk is ancient. We have never been without a Torah of some kind.

The Number is 12403, יב‎םג, yvmg, "reap God's greatness."

"The familiar adjective μεγας (megas) means great or large and is used pretty much in the same way as the derived English prefix mega-: from greatness of physical size (John 21:11) to largeness in number (Mark 5:11), festive elaboration (Luke 5:29), width of category (Matthew 22:36), effect (Matthew 7:27), joy (Matthew 2:10), social clout (Matthew 20:25) et cetera.

This word occurs 240 times in the New Testament; see full concordance and comes with the following derivations:

The substantively used adjective μεγαλειος (megaleios), meaning great(ness) or glorious(ness). This word occurs only in plural (in Luke 1:49 and Acts 2:11), in the sense of "great things". From this word comes:

The noun μεγαλειοτης (megaleiotes), meaning greatness or majesty (Luke 9:43, Acts 19:27 and 2 Peter 1:16 only).

The verb μεγαλυνω (megaluno), meaning to make great or enlarge. This verb occurs 8 times in the New Testament; see full concordance.

The adverb μεγαλως (megalos), meaning greatly (Philippians 4:10 only).

The noun μεγαλωσυνη (megalosune), meaning greatness or majesty. This noun appears to be an epithet of YHWH (Hebrews 1:3, 8:1 and Jude 1:25 only).

The noun μεγεθος (megethos), meaning greatness (Ephesians 1:19 only)."

One who is oppressed must first realize their captors, the same that tunneled under Gaza, the MORMONs are filth. Turning a tyrant into garbage in the mind is the first step to freedom.

v. 2: The Jews assembled and attacked. Then, organizations and politicians, law enforcement and armies need to clear the world of troublemakers. The Torah says persons that cause strife give up their rights to be human are become details. Erasing a few bothersome details from our future is not at all a sin.

The Number is 10025, ‎חבלב, a roper. A roper or rodef, is to free oneself from one's pursuer from killing the one that is pursued.

v. 3: Fear of pursuit must affect the operations of the government. The Number is 7575, זהזה‎, "This is this."

You have to make it go away.

v. 4: The movement spread. The Number is 6584, והחד‎, "and the sharp."

"To change society, you have to pursue the wicked and hang them by the neck using the words and the metaphors. Everything that is derogatory must be removed as if by a sharp rock. Then the way must be narrow: Only the veins of an odoriferous tree can be opened."

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greenbagjosh · 6 months ago

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Days 13 to 15 06 August 2004 - not so hot day for Street Parade 2004 unlike the previous time (08/2003) - short visit to Bern

Friday 06 August 2004

Hi everyone! After a couple of days in Zug, it is time to move a bit north, to Zurich, for the 2004 Street Parade. As I cannot check into the hostel before 2 PM, I thought it would be a good idea to go visit Bern. My last visit to Bern was November 2002. I go see the Zytglogge and Federal Assembly buildings and get a sneak peak at the Street Parade in the meantime. I spend most of Saturday afternoon walking through the parade route, which will seem a daunting task, as will be explained later on. Sunday the 8th August, I go to Munich via Schaffhausen, Stuttgart, Ulm and Augsburg. Hope you will join me.

Dia duit gach duine! Tar éis cúpla lá i Zug, tá sé in am bogadh beagán ó thuaidh, go Zurich, le haghaidh Paráid Sráide 2004. Toisc nach féidir liom seiceáil isteach sa bhrú roimh 2 pm, shíl mé gur smaoineamh maith a bheadh ann dul ar cuairt chuig Bern. Ba í Samhain 2002 an chuairt dheireanach a thug mé ar Bern. Téim a fheiceáil ar fhoirgnimh Zytglogge agus an Tionól Feidearálach agus faighim buaicphointe ag Paráid na Sráide idir an dá linn. Caithim an chuid is mó de thráthnóna Dé Sathairn ag siúl trí bhealach na paráide, rud a bheidh cosúil le tasc scanrúil, mar a mhíneofar níos déanaí. Dé Domhnaigh an 8 Lúnasa, téim go München trí Schaffhausen, Stuttgart, Ulm agus Augsburg. Tá súil agam go mbeidh tú páirteach liom.

Ciao a tutti! Dopo un paio di giorni a Zug, è tempo di spostarsi un po' a nord, a Zurigo, per la Street Parade del 2004. Poiché non posso fare il check-in all'ostello prima delle 14:00, ho pensato che sarebbe stata una buona idea andare a visitare Berna. La mia ultima visita a Berna è stata a novembre 2002. Nel frattempo, vado a vedere gli edifici dello Zytglogge e dell'Assemblea federale e do un'occhiata in anteprima alla Street Parade. Trascorro la maggior parte del sabato pomeriggio a camminare lungo il percorso della parata, il che sembrerà un compito arduo, come verrà spiegato più avanti. Domenica 8 agosto, andrò a Monaco passando per Sciaffusa, Stoccarda, Ulm e Augusta. Spero che vi unirete a me.

Bonjour à tous ! Après quelques jours à Zoug, il est temps de se déplacer un peu plus au nord, à Zurich, pour la Street Parade 2004. Comme je ne peux pas m'enregistrer à l'auberge avant 14 heures, j'ai pensé que ce serait une bonne idée d'aller visiter Berne. Ma dernière visite à Berne remonte à novembre 2002. Je vais voir la Zytglogge et les bâtiments de l'Assemblée fédérale et je jette un œil à la Street Parade en attendant. Je passe la majeure partie de l'après-midi du samedi à parcourir le parcours du défilé, ce qui me semble une tâche ardue, comme je l'expliquerai plus tard. Le dimanche 8 août, je vais à Munich via Schaffhouse, Stuttgart, Ulm et Augsbourg. J'espère que vous me rejoindrez.

Hallo zusammen! Nach ein paar Tagen in Zug ist es Zeit, etwas weiter nach Norden zu ziehen, nach Zürich, zur Street Parade 2004. Da ich nicht vor 14 Uhr im Hostel einchecken kann, dachte ich, es wäre eine gute Idee, Bern zu besuchen. Mein letzter Besuch in Bern war im November 2002. Ich schaue mir das Zytglogge und die Bundesversammlung an und bekomme in der Zwischenzeit einen kleinen Vorgeschmack auf die Street Parade. Den größten Teil des Samstagnachmittags verbringe ich damit, die Paradestrecke abzulaufen, was eine gewaltige Aufgabe sein wird, wie später erklärt wird. Am Sonntag, dem 8. August, fahre ich über Schaffhausen, Stuttgart, Ulm und Augsburg nach München. Ich hoffe, Sie begleiten mich.

Friday 06 August 2004 I woke up about 6:30 AM, hoping to have a quiet breakfast. The Ichthus Reizen group had not come down to breakfast yet. I had breakfast, then took a shower and checked out of the hostel. I went to the bus stop, was able to buy a short trip ticket to the rail station, and was there in time for the 8 AM train to Zurich HB. About 9 AM, the train arrived at Zurich HB, I was able to put my wheeled bag in a large locker, and then took the 9:20 train to Bern. The train arrived in Bern about 10:40 AM. I alighted and walked towards Kaefigturm, and subsequently Zytglogge. I was there in time for the noontime chimes. I walked back to the Bundesplatz, and there was an exhibition, including barnyard animals. I distinctly remember there being at least two dairy cows in their own pens. I did not go inside the Bundeshaus at the time.

About 1 PM I was getting hungry. I remember from my previous visit to Bern, that along Bubenbergplatz, there was a place that sold Doener Kebab and Lahmacun. I ordered a lahmacun, served similar to a burrito. I had one with lettuce, tomato, onion and yogurt sauce. Also I bought a small container of ayran, an unsweetened yogurt drink. It cost more than in Germany by about 40 %, so maybe 10 CHF, as compared with 6 Euro in Germany for both items.

About 1:30 PM, I returned to the SBB rail station and returned to Zurich about 2:50 PM. I had collected my wheeled bag, bought a day pass for the next day, and boarded the line 7 tram at Bahnhofstrasse / HB, and rode it to Morgental to catch the line 33 to the hostel stop. I think it was 3:30 PM when I checked into the hostel. It's the mauve - dull purple - 5 story building on Mutschellenstrasse. I had a room on the north side, facing Uetliberg. It was a four person dorm room, with a shared sink. The showers and toilets were down the hall. I had a bunk on the bottom, close to the window.

Around 5 PM I went into downtown. I wanted to see the spot, where on 24th July 1998, I had stood at the place where there was a webcam from a building along Limmatquai, where my father also stood, some months earlier on a visit. I did not know about the Bierhalle Wolf at the time, so I did not go in. Also I saw a few interesting cars, that normally would not be driven in Europe, due to their size. One was a Chevrolet C/K series shortbed, with the Adidas logo, with German registration. In order to comply with ECE regulations, it was required to have yellow rear indicators fitted.

I am not sure what I did or where I went after doing a bit of window shopping, but I may have gone somewhere along Niederdorferstrasse and had a snack. About 7 PM, I took the tram to Stadelhofen rail station to catch an S-18 train, one that uses meter gauge and the city's direct current all the way to Esslingen ZH. I rode only to Waldburg station in Zollikon to see the interesting street lamp along Bergstrasse near Forchstrasse, which was both a mercury vapor at one end and low pressure sodium on the other. In 2006 or so, those were replaced with high pressure sodium lights. I went back to the hostel on the S-18, changed to an S Bahn, then at Bahnhofstrasse / HB, I changed to the tram line 7, and rode the trolleybus line 33 to the hostel. It was about 10 PM, and there were still people around, a couple sleeping in their bunks, but another where they checked in but had not returned for the night - I think the last person came in about 11:30 PM or so.

Saturday 07 August 2004 This was the day of the 2004 Energy Street Parade. I woke up about 6:30 AM, took a shower, and had breakfast. The Zurich youth hostel on Mutschellenstrasse 114 has the best coffee machine for breakfast. You can make regular coffee, cappuccino, espresso, just about anything, even hot cocoa and tea, but you have to put the ingredients in your cup, unlike the coffee. Breads, jams, cold cuts and cheeses were available. I think they also had rice and miso soup, for the Asian guests.

I took the bus 33 to Morgental, changed to a tram line 7, and rode into downtown. Slowly but surely, Zurich HB was trickling in with Street Parade visitors. I walked along the Limmatquai up to Rudolf Brun Brucke, back to Bahnhofstrasse by Uraniastrasse. At Uraniastrasse and Bahnhofquai, there was the police station that had a unique ceiling, designed by Swiss artist Alberto Giacometti. At that time, Alberto Giacometti was featured on the 8th series 100 CHF banknote. 100 CHF was worth around 105 US Dollars, or 97.5 Euro. I wanted to be sure I was well provisioned, so I took an S-Bahn train to Baden in Argovia, called Aargau in German. In Baden at the rail station, was a Migros grocery store, with prices a little cheaper than in Zurich. I was able to find some grapefruit fizzy drink, as well as some film for my 35 mm camera. The year 2004 would be the last time I would use a 35 mm camera for Street Parade, as I was in a transition to digital photography, hence my Sony Handycam that had about a 640 kilopixel resolution. I did not need to buy any more Digital 8 tapes, I had probably one or two in reserve. About 1:30 PM, I took the train back to Zuerich HB, and walked along the Limmatquai all the way down to Faerberstrasse. This was on the east bank of Lake Zurich. This would be the start of the parade, starting around 2:30 PM. The parade route was basically Utoquai from Hoeschgasse to Bellevue, left on the Bellevuebruecke, past Buerkliplatz and the Schanzengraben canal, westward along the General Guisan Quai to somewhere around Bahnhof Enge and the FIFA World Cup Museum, ending somewhere around the Swiss Life building on Mythenquai on the west bank of Lake Zurich. A memorial stone to Dr. Arnold Buerkli is located close to the lake bank in the Rentenwiese park. A competitor to Lake Geneva's Jet d'Eau is about a few hundred feet south, on the northwest corner of Lake Zurich, close to the Seebad Enge waterfront bar. It has a few jets but it does not go as high as the Jet d'Eau in Geneva.

At 2:30 PM, the parade started its anticlockwise journey. On the parade route, big flatbed trucks with floats, called "Lovemobiles", are flanked by security guards, and their main purpose is to keep the spectators a safe distance from the trucks, so that they won't get trampled. Usually Lovemobiles are punctuated by a few spectators dancing, and it can be difficult to cross from one side of the parade route to the other. The worst chokepoint is around Bellevue, where the sidewalks are barricaded and the crowds are horrendous. Another chokepoint is Buerkliplatz. It is a good thing, that VBZ decided to suspend service for most of its central city routes up to 9 PM that night. Central and HB are not affected, but the routes using Bahnhofstrasse are suspended, and curtailed around Enge and passing by the south exit for Selnau rail station and the Boerse / stock exchange building, home of the SSMI, comparable to the CAC 40, DAX, Dow Jones, FTSE, Hang Seng and Straits Times. It can get very crazy, considering that there are a six-digit count of visitors. There are food stalls here and there, and the Street Parade staff ask, that each visitor buys maybe one or two drinks at 6 CHF apiece, including the 1 CHF deposit (not refundable during the Street Parade). The soap bubble machine was working, and I think it was somehwere around Stockerstrasse and General Guisan Quai. Everyone seems to walk through the bubbles that end up on the street. At least the soap bubbles smell nice. Buerkliplatz was quite the nasty chokepoint, trying to cross General Guisan Quai would take maybe two minutes, because so many people want to dance. This is the major challenge of the Street Parade. The Love Parade I went to in July 1998 in Berlin, was similarly crowded.

I managed to walk back to Bellevue, and walk north of the Limmatquai. I think it was about 4 PM by then. On the Muensterbruecke next to the Helmhaus, there were many food stalls. It was a bit quieter, but the closer to Bellevueplatz, for example, the Sardonabrunnen at Wiener Platz, there was much activity. I think I saw two dance stages with professional dancers on stage, and the general public dancing along. It was as crowded as could be expected.

The afternoon turned into evening, and even at 7 PM, there were still more Lovemobiles on the route. I was not particularly hungry at the time, but I had my grapefruit soda bottles with me. Now and again I was feeling a bit tired, and found some place along Bahnhofstrasse to sit and have a drink of grapefruit soda. Bahnhofstrasse a bit north of Buerkliplatz was relatively quiet. I went for maybe another hour before the sun started to set. Slowly I made my way back to HB, I went underground to the S4 platform, what is now platforms 21 and 22 (used to be 1 and 2 before the Loewenstrasse underground platforms were constructed years later). I took the S4 to Manegg, and then took line 70 to Morgental, and a line 33 to the hostel to go to sleep. I have no idea, what I ate for supper that night, I don't think it was either at the Brasserie Johanniter or the Bierhalle Wolf. I went to bed, maybe about 11 PM or somewhat later. I was only one of two in the room.

Please join me tomorrow, when I take a train ride to Munich through the Black Forest and Stuttgart. I'll also go to downtown Munich to explore around. Gute Nacht!

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