#Brazil souvenir

[culturesfinest]

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[blogadrianaleite-blog]

Quando os sounvenires eram eternos!

A última vez que vi coisa parecida era criança, ainda assim, acho que era de alumínio. Material menos resistente e menos nobre.

[mylunajewel]

BRASIL RIO 3D Bottle Opener Fridge Magnet || SWtradepost

[navree]

should be writing, am instead diagnosing 19th century royals with various neuroses. i think pedro i of brazil had adhd.

[designerpropo]

Brazil Vintage style retro souvenir

[saltstarzz]

“𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐱 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐎𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮,”

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: clingy!gojo x AFAB reader, SFW + NSFW. SFW: cuddling + kissing + silliness + touching + close proximity NSFW: pussy eating + rough pace + creampie + breeding kink + brief pregnancy mention + whining + pleading + aftercare

𝐚/𝐧: hello, this is technically my first post here and my first fic. had Gojo brainrot and needed to write it.

: ̗̀➛ 𝐒𝐅𝐖

clingy!gojo never once saw himself being a clingy lover by any means. He was a busy man, and never tended to stay in one place for too long, and never stayed with one person for too long either. Until you came crashing into his life.

suddenly, clingy!gojo is practically begging the higher-ups to let him stay just a little longer in japan so he can stay with you for just an extra day or so.

If clingy!Gojo had problems with personal space before, it absolutely skyrockets when you two begin dating. he's always so close to you. a couple inches to your hip, or behind you. trails alongside you when you two go out, always in your personal space by barely inches.

always has to be touching you. it's practically habit now for clingy!gojo to slip an arm around your waist to hug you closer to him or intertwine your fingers, or even sling his arm around your shoulder. he does it so much that even his students grow used to it, expecting their teacher to always be attached to your hip whenever you're around.

clingy!gojo takes initiative with every date he plans. it's always extravagant or extremely childish like a trip to an amusement park on a summer afternoon or a fancy restaurant out on a boardwalk, there's no middle ground. he's giddy and on the day of the outing, he's up under you, constantly prattling on about his plans for day while practically hip to hip.

clingy!gojo was frivolous before you started dating, and it's absolutely ramped up now that you're together. oftentimes, your shopping trips come out to thousands of yen, and clingy!gojo doesn't even bat an eye. get that cute bag you've been looking at, or those pairs of shoes you saw online, he'll cover it. sometimes, when he's away on missions overseas, he comes back with piles of souvenirs for you, all nonsensical little trinkets that reminded him of you like stickers of the American flag or pins from Spain.

and finally, when clingy!gojo is forced on a mission that takes him away from you, even for a week, he blows up your phone with nonsensical messages about his day and calls you any chance he gets. quick short sentences telling you about a bird he saw or that he stubbed his toe, and long calls where sometimes you two aren't even talking. you'll be cooking with the TV in the back and he's riding public transport, but it's the fact you two are somewhat connected, even miles away that puts clingy!gojo at ease.

“Satoru, we talked about this,” you chuckle softly, looking down at the piles and piles of trinkets and souvenirs piled up on the dining table. Keychains, and pins, and even bottle openers and handfuls of stamps, all from Brazil. “We don't have any room for more souvenirs,” you remind him gently.

And unsurprisingly, Satoru is pouting. His back straight as he stares down at the piles of souvenirs on the dining table like he's mourning the fact he can't take a stray pet home. His lips juts out and his hip is practically touching yours.

“Honey...” you gently begin but Satoru cuts you off by gently sliding out a long keychain beneath the pile.

“We can't even keep this one?” he asks, his free hand sliding into yours.

It's a keychain with your name emblazoned onto it in white text with a cheap background of a Brazilian beach. The plastic is scratched up, but there's clearly thought taken to it.

You sigh. You've never been good at telling Satoru no, especially not now with his lip jutted out and his blue eyes shimmering at you behind his blue glasses.

“Fine...”

NSFW below this cut: Minors, please DNI

: ̗̀➛ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖

clingy!gojo is on an absolute mission when you two have sex. it's never routine and clingy!gojo is absolutely happy to do it. falls to his knees at the edge of the bed with your legs loosely over his shoulders and he sucks and licks and eats at your pussy like it's all he knows how to do. (bonus points if it's just after a mission)

clingy!gojo adores everything about your pussy. thinks about it constantly and when he's got it, he focuses on nothing but it. drives two of his long fingers deep into you, one at a time while he works you up to it with his tongue and slow, deep plunges. absolutely talks you through it too, nonsensical rambling consisting of a lot of L-bombs and praises, while he licks and toys with your clit.

clingy!gojo fucking loves foreplay. adores touching you and kissing over your breasts or along your tummy or running his hands up and down your sides to send goosebumps on your skin. it's his favorite thing in the entire world.

when you and clingy!gojo do end up fucking though, clingy!gojo is an absolute puddle. the moment the tip is in, clingy!gojo practically melts. his shoulders relax and his long white lashes flutter and he's groaning. thrusts all the way in the moment he feels your pussy flutter around his tip.

clingy!gojo buries his face into your shoulder while you two have sex, or into the crook of your neck. his hips are driving his cock into you over and over again at a quick and hard pace that's so mind numbingly good, you two are both basically brainless.

clingy!gojo 1 billion percent holds your hands while you fuck. intertwines your fingers with his and even kisses your knuckles or your fingers. such a big hand holder.

clingy!gojo is extremely vocal during sex too. whining about how tight you are, and how much he loves your pussy. his voice rarely cracks, but he's an absolute mess and he can't help it. pleads with you to let him go a little deeper or to let him cum inside, with the latter being on days when it's been too long since you two have had sex.

and clingy!gojo isn't even super kinky, but the days that you're safe and he can cum inside, clingy!gojo takes full advantage of it. mumbles and pleads with you to let him put a baby in you. not to give his clan an heir, but just to let him. he wants to see your tummy round and growing bigger with each passing month and that's enough to get his cock twitching. he knows you can't, given birth control or simple safe days, but he loves the idea, melts when he thinks about it.

when clingy!gojo does finally cum, he cums for a long ass time. cock nestled deep into your pussy, as rope after rope of cum flows freely into you. he's shaking through it all and sucking in breaths through his teeth, until he can finally relax.

clingy!gojo, no matter how vanilla or rough your night can be, always includes aftercare. though he doesn't specifically call it aftercare, clingy!gojo does it every night. gets you all cleaned up, rubs out any tension in your hibs or if you've had a particularly rough night, he rubs his hands soothingly over your ass. prepares a bath for you if it's harder to stand, or a shower for you both. changes out the sheets, and cuddles you throughout the night, practically crushing you under his weight.

“Satoru-- Nnh, shit!”

Deep plunge after deep plunge, you can feel the head of his cock pressing just right on a little spot inside of you. It hits its mark right every single time, and has your vision going fuzzy. You're sopping wet, soaking little rings into his cock and wetting his white hairs with every deep thrust that brings you two hip to hip.

“Satoru!”

Your boyfriend has his head nestled into the crook of your neck, his fingers intertwined with yours, pressing them down into the satin sheets. He's panting and groaning into your skin, sweat rolling down in gentle droplets over his skin.

“Baby, please... Please, let me cum inside. Please, please, please. I can't pull out. I don't want to pull out...” he whines, his voice uncharacteristically high, full of whining and pleasing.

You're not surprised he'd ask you that. Satoru loved to cum inside and watch his seed flow out from your pussy before he licked you clean. But Satoru doesn't simply stop there tonight.

“I need to put a baby in you...”

Probably a slip of the tongue, but if Satoru meant to correct himself he never does. He lifts his head as his thrusts become even faster, feverish and needy. “I need you to have my kids, baby, I need every fucking drop inside you.”

[allthebrazilianpolitics]

The Landless Rural Workers' Movement launched a campaign to support those affected by the floods in Rio Grande do Sul, Brazil

The movement also lost furniture, souvenirs, and the production of rice and agro-ecological gardens

Amid the most significant floods in the history of Rio Grande do Sul, which as of Monday (6) have killed 83 people, displaced 121,957, and left 19,368 homeless, the Landless Rural Workers' Movement (MST) is launching a solidarity campaign. The aim is to raise funds for actions to support the families affected in the various municipalities of Rio Grande do Sul.   

Among them are around 420 families from the MST itself who had to leave their homes quickly. The force of the waters submerged five of the movement's settlements in the metropolitan region of Porto Alegre.  

"With the loss of the structure of the houses, furniture, souvenirs, and the production of rice and agro-ecological gardens, where many rural workers had already replanted after the flood at the end of last year, the families are still in collective shelters," says a statement from the movement.  

The Integração Gaúcho (IRGA), Apolônio de Carvalho, and Conquista Nonoaiense settlements are in Eldorado do Sul. The Sino and Santa Rita de Cássia settlements are in the municipality of Nova Santa Rita. The towns are two of the worst affected by the floods, and humanitarian aid can only be accessed by helicopter.  

Continue reading.

[dozing-marshmallow]

I looooooooove the chris x wife! reader fic that you wrote!! It got me kicking my feet and blushing 😊 By any chance, could you write a chris x wife! reader going on their honeymoon?

Awww this is such a cute idea, thank you so much, I’m so happy to hear that you loved the last one! ⋆˙⟡♡  I had to get something out on the man’s birthday as soon as I could and this request was the one I was fixated on finishing the most, so do enjoy reading and McLean’s bday ~💗!

CHRIS MCLEAN X WIFE! READER ON HONEYMOON HEADCANONS

Most newly wed couples go to just one location for their honeymoon.

Yet it was very poor of you to think that standard would apply to Chris.

You didn’t realise until he informed you that you were gonna go to two countries per continent(apart from Antartica, cuz what the hell): Barbados and Costa Rica for North America, Brazil and Colombia for South America, France and Italy for Europe, Thailand and (The) Philippines for Asia, Morocco and Tunisia for Africa, French Polynesia and Australia for Oceania.

The only reason why Chris cut it to two instead of four was because he suspected you would get sick of travelling, and didn’t want you to be complaining on holiday.

“Chriiis, we don’t need to, you know!” you’re verbal about your humble take on the honeymoon as Chris made his long list based on the notes he wrote from his and your opinions,“This is all so costly! We could really go to two continents instead!”

“Huh?” he looks at you, confusion scratching into the space between his eyebrows,“(Y/N), this is literally nothing. You seriously wanna spend our whole two months of celebrating marriage in one place like working class people?”

Harsh, but it’s fine because it’s Chris.

Before you left, he took you on a massive shopping spree where it had not even been the beginning of him pampering you with all the jewellery, the swimsuits and the candies.

This guy doesn’t need to book reservations: the best hotels, air BNBs, holiday homes, you name the one you want to stay at the country and baam. Availability opens a door and charm hands over the keys.

He also hired a chaperone for each country, but most of the time, only for the arrival and departure; he wanted more alone time with you.

At this rate, you wondered if he needed to pay to enter the countries asides from paying the fuel and landing runway.

That’s right. You were getting there by his jet -he ended up upgrading- to each location.

Since it wasn’t meant to carry fifteen contestants this time, Chris abolished the loser and first class section in the new version of his plane to be furnished completely into his headquarters.

During each jet ride, you and Chris would review helpful phrases and attractions that would enhance the experience.

“So in France, we will have to remember to say “bonsoir” from 6 PM onwards.” you reiterate.

“That’s doable.” Chris comments, leaning back in his chair.

“And they don’t like smiling a lot.” you add, doing it yourself.

His relaxation ended,“Bummer. D’you think they can make an exception for me? My resting face is a smile.”

They did- in every place.

The honeymoon was an epoch for Chris to meet his fans from all over the world. If you had a dollar for every autograph he signed the entire getaway, you would have enough money to have your own jet.

Weirdly enough, Chris lost genuine pleasure to greet his global admirers and increasingly rushed the interactions.

“It’s okay to be more attentive to your fans, Chris.” you insist, with your head on his bare body, laying around somewhere on the warm Tunisian beach.

“Nah.” he differs with his hand scrubbing sand on your back,“I came on holiday with you, not them. I couldn’t leave you by yourself.”

Aw. You love your husband,“You’re right. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”

He bought you anything that caught your eye. Clothes, hats, rings, ice cream, souvenirs.

Chris had also bought five cameras. He wasn’t letting a single moment of a scenery or pose go to waste.

Be prepared for the day when he eventually gets them all printed out and stuck in fresh albums and wants to reminisce with you.

He took you to the best restaurants, never settling for one less than five stars (maybe four if you persuaded him enough).

“To another exceptional night of our honeymoon!” he raises his glass of happiness.

You copy, both clinking and declaring cheers.

Going back to your accommodation, Chris would have you carried until the first descent onto the fine duvets.

Let’s just say that, by the time you do get back to Canada, both husband and wife’s necks have never been more wine red.

[stephensmithuk]

The Sign of Four: The Great Agra Treasure

As he was present at the robbery that saw Tonga kill Sholto, Small could be charged with felony murder. However, it is quite possible that any death sentence would be commuted to life imprisonment as he'd not been in the same room at the time. It would be up to the Home Secretary.

"The book" refers to the Bible.

"The Brazils" was an old way to refer to Brazil. In 1888, it was still a monarchy, which would be overthrown the following year in a military coup, making the country a republic.

Imprisonment at this time involved hard labour unless you were not medically fit to do it. Sometimes this was work with a purpose, like breakwater or drain construction. Sometimes, it was hard labour just for hard labour's sake, like the treadwheel.

Benares is today the Indian city of Varanasi. Its main industry is silk-weaving (it is known for producing very high quality saris), but it also has a long history of metalworking as well and you can buy work from local craftspeople as souvenirs.

[rogue-taxidermy-of-sarina-brewer]

Wolpertinger Wednesday ~

A lighthearted and whimsical commission from many moons ago. The infamous “wolpertinger” of Bavarian folklore, only this time with a Northern Minnesota twist. The internet fell in love with this piece back in 2009. Over the years it has appeared on a number of news and entertainment sites across the globe including locales as far away as Brazil, Japan, and Russia. Fifteen years later this charming little character is still popping up in Google searches and warming people’s hearts.

Wolpertingers are a long-standing tradition in German folklore, particularly in Bavaria. These fictional creatures are said to inhabit the deepest, darkest parts of the forest and stories about them have circulated for centuries. Akin to the flying Jackalope of the American Great West, wolpertingers are purportedly the hybrid offspring resulting from the ‘ungodly’ mating of a hare and a deer. Taxidermy mounts of wolpertingers are a big part of the tradition. Mounts served as mascots in German taverns as far back as the early 1800’s, and still do to this day. There is also a long tradition of these mounts being sold as souvenirs in Bavaria. Originally locals sold stuffed wolpertingers to gullible tourists, claiming the mounts were hunting trophies of real animals. These days they are a popular gift shoppe novelty in the region.

Historical illustrations and paintings of wolpertingers traditionally depict them as a hare/rabbit with antlers and wings, sometimes with bird talons replacing their paws. In addition to rabbits, fox were often used to create the taxidermied tavern mascots. Modern mass-produced taxidermy mounts of wolpertingers are usually made with the comparatively inexpensive pelts of muskrats and ground squirrels. I decided my version of a wolpertinger needed a humorous twist that would set it apart from traditional interpretations so I utilized a grey tree squirrel, a species not found in old-school wolpertinger mounts. The remaining animals I used to create my version are traditional components, in this case game bird wings, duck feet, roe deer antlers, and fox fangs.

See more of my work at www.Sarina-Brewer.com

[leolingo]

hc about how lucie and diego met

diego got a scholarship to study in france for a semester or two. he was some kind of engineering major, something kinda unusual like a materials or a geological engineer but he didn’t really like the course that much. diego was a lot more interested in traveling around and collecting souvenirs, making memories— meeting people.

in france, he met lucie. lucie was a journalism student, nearly graduated at that point. he didn’t speak a whole lot of french, and she couldn’t speak portuguese at all but it didn’t matter. they hit it off incredibly well, for some reason. bonded over the way they saw the world, and what they disagreed in they could easily brush aside. diego and lucie became colleagues, then quickly good friends, then more.

when diego’s scholarship ended and he had to return to brazil, lucie came with. with a freshly obtained journalism degree, many assorted clothing items from trips around europe and very little money between them, they rented an apartment in brazil and decided to live together. diego, upon returning, decided to take a year off from uni — he hasn’t dropped out, but coming back isn’t in the foreseeable future. in brazil we call this trancar o curso. diego and lucie have been inseparable ever since.

[mildly-inconvenienced-bat]

ATEEZ THE FELLOWSHIP: BREAK THE WALL IN LATAM - BRAZIL EDITION

Now that I have your attention, let me just tell you how utterly INSANE that concert was.

For a little more background, this Saturday (Aug. 26) Ateez came to Brazil for the first time and held their 1st stadium concert at Allianz Parque in São Paulo. According to a few articles, there were around 30k people, even though they weren't using the full capacity of the space (around 45k I guess). So far, this is the biggest public they have performed in front of. Also, the only other kpop group to perform there was BTS, so there's that.

I know some countries work differently, but in Brazil we don't have numbered chairs/spots in most of our concerts, so the first ones to get inside on the day of the concert are the ones with the best spot to watch it. That being said, there were people camping around the stadium 3 MONTHS before the concert even happened, just after the tickets were sold. Yes, we hate that kind of people.

But funny enough, when a VIP package was announced, 10 days before d-day (yeah, that's right, a soundcheck-early-entrace package announced only 10 days before the concert - and we hated that also), that meant that unless those people bought the VIP expansion, their camping would have been useless. Fun fact about the VIP expansion/upgrade: it ranged from 1,8k reais (+-370 USD) to 3k reais (+-615 USD) depending if you already had Pit (kinda front rows?) tickets or would need to upgrade - and our minimum wage is 1,7k/month (+-350 USD/month).

Now that I've covered that, let's move on to my personal experience, because that's what I really want to talk about (and no other social platform would really listen, so thank you tumblr for allowing me to talk to myself comfortably).

I live kinda near São Paulo, but the bus I had to take would only do the longer route, so that meant waking up early. Like, 1am early, to have breakfast, get dressed up and styled for the concert, and get to the bus station. I went with my sister and my best friend, we did our best to stick to our schedule, and we almost missed our bus - shout out to the other bus driver who took pity of us and helped us get to the right bus, you're the best and I hope that both sides of your pillow are aways cold.

We arrived in São Paulo at 6am, and took the subway to the stadium's district. We also had to walk 1,5km to get there, as most streets around it were closed and no uber would take us. So picture me, in 12cm platform boots, walking 1,5km. It was an experience, to say the least.

When we finally got to our sector's line, it was around 7:30 in the morning, and there we stayed until 4pm. Yep, almost 9 hours in line, with barely enough space to sit down for a few minutes before the line would move forward for no apparent reason. But, I also met new cool people, and got a few free pc and pins to keep as souvenirs!

I know it must sound like I'm complaining about the whole experience but I promise I'm not. Actually, it was my fist kpop concert, and also my first time on a floor spot, and everything felt so crazy and intense, I don't even know what I was expecting from it all.

We got inside at 4-something pm, and that was the first bathroom break we took since we left the subway (and about that, never doing that again). We managed a place not that far from the b-stage, fixed our things and ourselves, and waited.

If you ever watched an Ateez concert livestream, you know that sometimes they run a bit late, perfectly normal. But let me tell you it didn't take more than 10 minutes for them to start, and I'm pretty sure that if we were excited and nervous, they were 10 times more.

Unfortunately Jongho wasn't there, he's in Korea and will have to fix his ankle with surgery. We did our best to sing his lines even more energetically so that the boys would see that we understand the situation, and that we love Jongho just as much. 8 makes 1 team, after all.

There's not much to say about the concert, I guess everybody knows the setlist and the interactions they usually do with the crowd. But my honorable mentions go to:

The boys introducing themselves in Portuguese! Also them speaking Portuguese randomly during the concert~ it really felt special seeing them doing it

Their reactions to our cheerings! We are known for our passion, and honestly we are very much proud of being loud - they looked so happy whenever we'd match their energy

On the topic of cheering - the "break the wall" chant. Or even better, THE "break the wall" chant. Not to be cocky, but I challenge any other country to surpass us

Wonderland. I mean, do I even have to elaborate? We did our best to sing Jongho's highnote, it wasn't perfect but it was full of love

Last but not least, us making them blush HARD. we have this chant that goes "Lindo, tesão, bonito e gostosão", and you can translate it if you want, but roughly it means we called them beautiful and hot <3

I don't think I'll be posting my videos in here, but if you wanna fell the Brazilian vibe, you can check out my Instagram highlight "ATEEZ IN BRAZIL" on @/itsme_clarinha, or my Twitter (X?) under the same name where I'll post a thread with the full videos I didn't manage on Instagram ✨️

So that's it! I probably forgot a bunch of stuff, but what I remembered was what I wanted to mention the most;; and if you got this far, here's the video of the best brazilian fanchant ever lol

[archerygun]

Post-War London Dr. Who companion

They don’t even know what a banana is, nevermind the aliens. All they know is smog and cans of spam.

They have the exact same reaction to outer space/universes beyond our comprehension as they do to like… Brazil. They form a conspiracy theory that the Americans are descended from aliens and refuse to drop it because the notion of America as a country is just so strange to them they struggle to comprehend it. They ask all the aliens they meet if they know the Americans much to the doctor’s embarrassment.

They go to London in the modern day and they’re like “Okay… not much has changed.”

But they’re taken to a slightly different part of England in the same year, same everything and they’re like

“Wow, Doctor! What planet is this?!”

“………..this is Coventry.”

They will eat literally anything from any era or planet. I mean it beats rationing, amarite? And plus, people came up with some weird recipes during rationing. (Or just. Y’know. Use carrots for everything.)

They go back home for an episode and tell all these colourful stories to the people they know, their family, their football mates, and everyone thinks they’ve gone mad but they’re so intrigued! And it brings some light into the lives of people that really, really need it.

They’re bright and cheery and resilient in the face of danger because they grew up in the aftermath of ‘blitz spirit’ where people had to keep calm and carry on otherwise the stress of the situation would completely break them. Maybe sometimes they share little tidbits of their home life and the doctor is just stunned by how thrilled they are about such small things that seem so pathetic and trivial to a nigh-immortal alien.

They talk about playing football in the smog when you couldn’t even see the other side of the pitch and how it made playground games much more exciting as a kid (The doctor is very concerned for their health). They talk about how much fun they used to have playing on old bomb ruins with their friends. They talk about the pranks they pulled at school and how their education was completely useless but they had a jolly good time being educated, despite the beatings. They know how to find joy in difficult places and situations.

Maybe every once in a while they drop a short sad bit like “Oh, I never saw my parents’ wedding photos myself. Their best friends had them in their house during the war, you see, and I’m afraid the bombs took the photos with them.” or “My mother cried when I turned eighteen because I was old enough now to be sent away to war if things turned sour with Russia.” but they say it cheerily and almost seem not to realise the tone of the conversation has gone down because everyone has stories like that, don’t they?

They take home souvenirs from every adventure they go on with the doctor and in episodes where they go home they slowly build up a display for them in their family home.

[sunskate]

two new IAMO teams 💕

the Andersons have found new partners-

Charlie is competing juniors with Cayden Dawson, who was at Carol Lane’s school and competed for Brazil with Catharina Guedes Tibau. he is now at Western U and IAMO

Luke Anderson has partnered with Eliane Foroglou-Gadoury. she previously skated with Felix Demarais who is now skating for 🇨🇭with Kayleigh Macsymek at IAM

Anderson/Dawson probably will debut at October sectionals? Foroglou-Gadoury/Anderson debut at Souvenir Georges Ethier next month

[carewyncromwell]

"...Nautica Voyage?"

"Yeah."

"Makes sense..."

"Why, because it's cheap?"

"No, because it's long-lasting and you've been traveling. And I'm sorry, but why do you hate me so much again, exactly? Even when I'm trying to give you a compliment, you immediately assume I mean you ill for some reason."

"Brazil Olympics. Ring a bell?"

"Yes, I remember the Brazil Olympics."

"Yeah, well, do you remember staring at my sister and me without a word just because I offered you a simple handshake and then turning to your equerry and asking him if he could 'get rid of me?' Because I sure do. As well as the condescending look on your face that made it completely clear where you saw Pip and me on the social totem pole..."

"I...didn't realize you heard that."

"Yeah, well, I did. But you know what, I'm glad I did -- at least it made it clear that you're just like all the other political hacks Pip and I have been paraded in front of, ever since my old man got into office. Two-faced and insincere -- self-absorbed and superficial. Acting all smiley and such in front of the cameras just to puff yourself up and look important, rather than actually doing any real good for people, especially not people who really need help. That's why I even went to that stupid wedding of your father's in the first place, so that I could meet with your Prime Minister about the research I did toward a new green energy deal. Trust me -- if it weren't for me not wanting to sabotage that deal or ruin my Pippa's chance to make a real difference in the world, once she's graduated and can chase a position on the Supreme Court, I wouldn't be wasting two seconds with you."

"...Duly noted."

"Hn."

"...Um...look...I know this is late, but...I'm sorry. For being a prick to you. ...I know it's no excuse, but I was kind of a prick to everyone back then."

"And you're not now?"

"I'm not trying to be! You're just so...infuriating, sometimes!"

"Well, sorry for not just marching lockstep like one of your little Beefeaters in front of your palace."

"The Beefeaters guard the Tower of London, not my palace, you are thinking of the Queen's Guard -- "

"Oh really? Thank you for the correction -- I'll find that infinitely more interesting when I'm actually able to visit the Tower of London without worrying about either you or the press -- "

"Will you stop biting my head off!?"

"Pfft."

"Ugh -- anyway...as I was saying before you derailed my apology...back then, I...it was right after my mother died, and...well, the palace thought it was a brilliant idea to parade me around, for all sorts of press events. Even when my father was already making arrangements for the current Duchess of Edinburgh to take my mother's place. Perhaps even because of it. Grandfather wanted our family to look perfect from the outside, even with all the 'changes.' And as England's beloved deceased princess's only son...I made for a good 'representative' for the family. If I looked well-adjusted and coiffed and respectable, I reflected well on everyone else. Including my father."

"...The King really made you go out and schmooze like that right after your mom died?"

"Less than three months."

"Oh. ...Now I feel like I need to apologize."

"You don't have to."

"I want to. ...I'm sorry, for...not being sensitive to your situation. I know I'm not exactly good at that sort of thing -- my Pippa, Carewyn, she's much better at understanding people. ...In fact, she...even said that I probably projected some stuff onto you back then, without meaning to. Like, that you probably weren't looking down on Pip and me specifically so much as just not wanting to be around anyone at all..."

"Your sister is right about that. I mean, about me looking down on you: I wasn't. I just had never seen anyone ballsy enough to come to a formal event in a tee before, even if it was under a suit jacket."

"It was for the Olympic games! Pip had really wanted one as a souvenir, but our old man didn't think it was 'proper attire' for a First Daughter to wear -- so I bought it for her and wore it myself. Plus Mum thought it might show the Brazilians how excited I was to be there."

"Were you?"

"Of course! Brazil was gorgeous! I mean, sure, I didn't get to see as much as I wanted, with the Secret Service breathing down my neck, but the people, the music, the food, the culture -- just...everything -- it was amazing."

"...Hm. Yes, it is."

[btterflyinc]

Tarot Reading Request

Sabrina Rocha, SR

17.06.2004

Sun-Moon-Mercury-Venus-Lilith Gemini ♊️

Person in-question:

Rico P. , RP

29.11.1991

Coworker at gastronomy, shift supervisor most of the times = 2nd Leader in-command, workaholic with no hobbies other than being a gym rat, very charismatic and inspiring to others, works greatly in teamwork, knows how to read people, very strategic and logical….analytic?

ENERGY: Blueish-greenish grey aura (my perspective, now changing slightly to green-neon fireflies surrounding it if his face comes to mind)

From the strangers’ phase since I started working at this restaurant, I’ve noticed he’s gotten a little softer when it comes to me. We joke around sometimes but due to his policy of: “No friends or connections at work”, he keeps his private life and feelings quite hidden. Also has been through some life SHIT (read his blog and found out many things, ranging from bullying to loss of self, to suicidal thoughts and depression. His past was quite dark…and me being shameless in googling him….oops).

I gave him a love letter before the last time we worked together, inviting him for a coffee date and showing him I like him a lot and have interest in him. Also told a bit more about myself. He hasn’t replied or mentioned it as of now. Only thanked me upon the moment of giving it.

VERY recently, I almost got fired, because I have to solve some family financial issues in another country, and when I announced the news of my need to travel, I was THIS CLOSE 🤏 to being fired by my 1st Boss. Rico is probably the better reason I didn’t get fired….alongside a quite logical…convincing explanation of the situation.

I’ll be away for two weeks now. Yesterday after a long work shift, while saying goodbye, were Rico, Ellen (another coworker) and I at the office. I tried to explain the importance of my travel trip to solve these issues and that I really didn’t want to be fired. He joked around with a very sarcastic, BRIGHT (like he is, help) smile:

“You’ll be back by the 18th.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“You know what’ll happen if you’re not back by the 18th, right?” -turning smug smile, still playful

(Matching his tone, smile and banter):

“Yeah, the solution/outcome is RESIGNATION/TERMINATION!”

🤡🤪😆

brutal circus mode

But all in all; he means well. Wrote him yesterday thanking him via chat again, and saying I’d buy him souvenirs from Brazil, for him to tell what he wished for. Quoted at the end (like I did in the hand-given letter)

= “When one is already in shit, one can at least enjoy the weather amidst all the chaos around“

ft. Enjoy The Weather - Karmina =

And I can’t help falling even more for him…..delusional, ik. Need to get a grip.

What do you see of the next two weeks, in terms of him missing me, or stressing about the deadline or whatever future and current energy you can grasp from your perspective?

Let me know of any hidden resurfacing information or hints. Thanks!

Hello, Sabrina/SR! Thank you so much for requesting this reading!

Okay, I am going to give you my two cents on this before I give you the reading.

You are very young and this guy you have a crush on is 13 years older than you. Yes, you are both adults, but you are both in very different stages of life and maturity. Also, not to mention, there is another power imbalance with him being your boss at your job which could lead to some bad situations.

Yes, he did stick up for you with your other boss, but did he do that because you're genuinely a great asset to them or because he knows you like him and he wants something from you? This situation could happen again because it seems your other boss is a hardass, but what if you have a falling out with R? Would he still stick up for you then if something like that were to happen again?

I am not judging you. I am just trying to give you some food for thought because of the very unsettling clear power imbalances this could cause if this goes any farther than just being friends.

Now onto the reading. It seems that he feels some sort of frustration and resentment. Very much so. I have a feeling this is related to work. I also see that he's being judgemental and cruel to others. Or possibly others are being that way towards him. It seems he'll be depressed and withdrawn during this time.

I hope this reading resonated with you or helped you in some way!

I hope you have a great day/afternoon/evening!