#EL WAWI

[katimanki]

Part two of Fairytale Dresses 2.0 ✨

El and Max💖

[no-toy]

Como has estado bb? Ojala hayas estado bien.

Sii todo bien wawi graxias :* vengo llegando del cine con mi hermanita. Vimos una de terror que se llama Long legs y es como el hoyo ajsjsj tu como tay?

[transcendence-team]

Scarypasta commentary!!!!!!!!!1

Talkin' bout my april fools-but-not-actually april fools story in full. I'm gonna go through the story and explain some choices I made, as well as lending context to the unused stuff in the previous post. I'll be talking about the second part, mainly cause I don't have much to say about part 1 other than "I enjoyed making it". Let's get started!

Firstly, I wanna mention this second part's inspiration. It was very influential in this part's theme. I ain't saying it because I like leaving unsolved questions, but if you pay attention to the music choices, maybe you'll figure it out?

Watch here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAMQxri9v78

I had this exact recap gag in my head from the first screenshot to the actual narration. Even the "What's up - Video game - cough cough - (death)" I had thought of far in advance. It's not a super big deal, but it was hella satisfying to get done.

Here's an early design of Satan I forgot to show last time. He was later redesigned to

As for Satan himself, I honestly don't have much else to say other than he was super enjoyable to write. Interpretations of the guy have been done to death, but honestly, I think it's because he's just hella fun to write. Writing him completely straightfaced as opposed to Tom being... Tom, was also very enjoyable.

I do wanna clarify something about Satan's character, though: He's not evil. Yes, he's cruel, yes, he revels in suffering, but he only revels in it when terrible people are on the other side of it. On the whole, he just really detests flat-out terrible people. He even has a distaste for the layer of Limbo simply due to the fact that it's used to punish perfectly good people. Maybe I'll make a fuller disclosure on Satan's bio, but that's a grill for another BBQ.

Here's defricladus' full board, never shown in full. Not much to say about it, so here's a fun fact: The name is derived from the latin word for piss (defricatus urina) and (cladis). Because haha piss

I'm really happy with how pretty this stage turned out. I used to suck real badly at sprite edits, but I think this turned out super well. Years of experience finally matter. I'll hold off on discussion of Groudin for later.

So, the interesting thing about inferna isn't the obvious. That being, they're a demonspawn inferno craft but is rather nice despite still being murderous. Nah, they're actually kind of a leftover of an idea that never reached true power.

Originally, tom was gonna get partner characters throughout the world who would assist him until the end where groudin would kill all of them. The ones pictured here are called "The umpire", and "Fake El Wawi". I tried to visualize how I could fit them into later events I had planned up to their deaths, but I came up short and decided to just stick to inferna. Also making full on sheets for them scared me

No, Benjamin wasn't gonna be used in this story. I just needed a good background asset that could serve as a radio tower.

turns out i just needed to be normal and use radio towers

Pizza tower is my favuorite gamezing!!!!!! but a part of my brain said to not use the pizzamart so i complied and used wily's fortress from MM7 instead.

Umpire's actually still somewhat represented in this story. Also, that siivagunner statue was originally gonna be used for chaospasta, if you can believe it.

man if only groudin could fly huh

That specific render of gigan here is actually from a godzilla mobile game where there's an emote of Gigan saying "Damn it". See, I'm a fan of godzilla! Who else would reference this classic mobile game called ummm.... uhhh

what is there to explain?

Oh, I guess there's this. The little faces to represent Gigan's emotions are carried over from a cancelled NGC remake made by yours truly. The emotions were a mechanic that would tell you how your monster was feelings and do.... things....... yeah it wasnt really a super deep mechanic. at all.

All of the enemies here are Ultrakill references (Solomon's a maurice, Anguirus a husk, Rodan a drone, and Mothra a Mannequin). You could probably tell I was fond of the game from the reference earlier, but I'm still bringing this up.

Oh yea and Goji2 is V2

I killed Inferna because I like making people sad :))))

This didnt get used cause i forgot to use it. lol

Bridirsom!!!! Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii had funnnnnn wriiiiitiiiiinnnnggg Bridirisom@!!!!

hes just a really goofy dick dastardly like antagonist..... but is somehow sane enough to call Tom out on his bullshit...... man i had fun writing about him

This is where I bring up groudin. its not super deep commentary here but groudin is basically what happens when you give a fucking idiot a nuclear bomb. groudin literally gets stronger from pure hatred. He was spawned from the essence of Tom being a shitty person and even after Tom dies he will only continue to get stronger because his hatred is stronger than the human soul. even then groudin has become independent of Tom's essence due to being so powerful. i know hes basically rodan.exe but maaaaaaaaaaaaan i had fun with him.

Yes, we did sprite an entire army of Godzilla reskins for Bridirsom to use. Like godzilla5 in the front there

I even made this sheet of godzilla using a coal texture! but i forgot to use him oops.

now for the escape sequence; i cant stress enough how hard it was to not use it's pizza time. Hurry up sufficed, but like. Man.

And yes i did in fact meticulously craft a timer for the way back. Three. god damn. minutes. that is 180 frames in total and i had to compile the whole thing in aseprite. the last minute was barely even used. fuck. do i have a problem

Here's the thing about Tom's deal with Satan I didn't mention: The layer of foolishness never existed. There's a lot of people it could be used for, but why dedicate it to one guy? No, Satan brought this up to Tom beCAUSE he knew this would provoke a reaction. Satan wanted tom to try to weasel his way out of punishment because no matter what, whether tom would succeed or not, he would get punished forever. Even if Tom were to have an epiphany that he's a terrible person, nothing could be done to prevent the punishment that would follow.

All of this is to say, the pasta was truly scary from the start.

by the way two things: the cactus is a reference to buddhist hell, and Tom bringing up his love for eating charcoal was a way to setup the punchline at the end where he's burned by fire that's fueled by clean burning propane. Bwah haha hahahah

That's all I got to say, I think. This was kinda scrambled and i said whatever I wanted but honestly this was super fun! Maybe I'll do this for a future project, but for now. this is the end. I love you

"but Dizzy why is this in the same playlist as insolvent are they canon to each other or some-" *kills you with my laser eyes*

[valequierellorar]

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El de la izq es loki (Mi bb amq ya no está) y el de la derecha es Thor, mi wawi q es un viejo culiao en cuerpo d gato de 2 años

[miiionlmi]

1- sip 2- no 3- no me acuerdo skdld creo que fue cuando mi hermano se perdió y apareció 4- sip 5- si 6- siempre 7- un buso y una polera de Agust D 8- la verdad ahora mucho menos que antes 9- Jeans 10- KDSLKFSKDF a 11- social 12- nop 13- si dskjd 14- no al 100%. un 8% diria yo 15- si igual si. depende quien y de que 16- sip, lamentablemente 17- ahora 18-si 19- nop 20- si 21- mi estado de animo y mi ansiedad 22- sentia que no hasta que una persona lo hizo. 23- una amiga 24- en mi casa 25- no 26- si, ahora 27- con mi hermano 28- no se si enfermarme, pero achaques 29- me la compre yo por internet 30- nose si odiarme, pero no me desean el bien 31- no sdksd 32- nop 33- no 34- quizas el 2019 pero en verdad no lo borraria, pero fue malo 35- si 36- ayer 37- nicagando 38- no ldskds o si pero leve 39- puede ser 40 si igual si 41 nop 42 no 43 si 44 mis amigos (en la u) 45 creo q si 46 sip dkslk 47 caleta dskjlks 48 no 49 no, hace dos años era una wawi que estaba enamorada por primera vez y hoy soy una persona que le rompieron el corazon por primera vez 50 disfrutando mis vacaciones 51 no 52 no 53 si 54 si , pq no podria )????? 55 no 56 no 57 no 58 me da igual , pero hombres creo pq me rio mas 59- si 60- nah 61- pal pico 62- si 63- si kldssd muchas veces 64- nadie espero 65- poco, aveces si 66- si 67- no 68 - no 69- amiga 70- horrible 71- tenía 72- si 73- no 74- si 75- si 76- no 77- depende la relacion 78- de muchas personas 79- no, quiero estar sola 80- nada 81- mi mamá 82- probablemente 83- si es 84- peleando y yo llorando 85- no 86- no 87- no tengo un secreto enorme 88- si mi primer amor viene a ser mi primer pololo, nada me reiria y le diria que que le pasa. y lo invitaria a tomar chelas. 89- si 90- no 91- no 92- si 93- no 94- si 95- si y no 96- obvio 97- ta malo mi celu 98- jdksjf no me gusta nadie 99- si 100- mucha info 101- circles 102- si kksdl solo una persona

Preguntas interesantes

1. Piensa en la última persona que te dijo “Te amo” ¿Crees que en verdad lo sentía?

2. ¿Saldrías con alguien de 18 años teniendo la edad que tienes ahora?

3. ¿Cuándo fue la última vez que estuviste enojado y feliz al mismo tiempo?

4. ¿Le sonreirías a un(a) extraño(a)?

5. ¿Hay alguien a quien le moleste que salgas/hables con una persona?

6. ¿Hoy escuchaste una canción que te recuerde a alguien?

7. ¿Qué estas vistiendo en este momento?

8. ¿Qué tan seguido escuchas música?

9. ¿Usas mas jeans o shorts?

10. ¿Crees que tu vida va a cambiar dramáticamente antes del 2013?

11. ¿Eres una persona social o antisocial?

12. ¿Has besado a alguien cuyo nombre empiece con la letra “A”?

13. ¿Y con la “J”?

14. ¿Sabes manejar?

15. ¿Te importa que las personas hablen mal de ti?

16. ¿Vas a salir de la ciudad próximamente?

17. ¿Cuándo fue la última vez que lloraste?

18. ¿Le has dicho a alguna persona que la amas?

19. Si pudieras cambiar tu color de ojos, ¿Lo harías?

20. ¿Existe alguien que te guste por quien harías absolutamente todo?

21. Nombra algo que no te guste de este día.

22. ¿Crees que es tierno cuando te besan en la frente?

23. ¿Quién fue la última persona con la que hablaste?

24. ¿En dónde estás en este momento?

25. ¿Hay alguien que te diga frecuentemente (sin contar la familia) que te ama?

26. ¿Alguna vez has querido a alguien que no puedes tener?

27. ¿Quién fue la última persona con quien hablaste antes de dormir?

28. ¿Te enfermas seguido?

29. ¿De dónde es la playera que estás usando en este momento?

30. ¿Alguien te odia?

31. ¿Tienes botellas de alcohol escondidas en tu cuarto?

32. ¿Te gustan las películas de terror?

33. ¿Quieres perforarte la lengua?

34. Si tuvieras que eliminar un año de tu vida, ¿Cuál sería?

35. ¿Soñaste anoche?

36. ¿Cuándo fue la última vez que le dijiste a alguien que la/lo amabas?

37. ¿Crees estar casado(a) en 5 años?

38. ¿Crees gustarle a alguien?

39. ¿Crees que alguien esté pensando en ti en este momento?

40. ¿Tuviste un buen día ayer?

41. ¿Estabas en una relación hace dos meses?

42. ¿En las próximas 48 horas, vas a salir con alguna chica?

43. ¿Alguien te ha dicho que no quiere perderte nunca?

44. ¿Qué es la mejor parte de la escuela?

45. ¿Tienes fotos tuyas en tumblr?

46. ¿Mensajeas en clase?

47. ¿Revives cosas que ya pasaron una y otra vez en tu cabeza?

48. ¿Eras soltero(a) el verano pasado?

49. ¿Tu vida se parece a como era hace dos años?

50. ¿Qué se supone que debes estar haciendo en este momento?

51. ¿Odias a la última persona con quien hablaste?

52. ¿Eres amigable con todos?

53. ¿Algyuna vez te ha gustado alguien que jamás esperaste te iba a gustar?

54. ¿Crees poder estar en una relación por 6 meses y ser fiel?

55. ¿Eres bueno(a) escondiendo tus sentimientos?

56. ¿Crees que te gusta alguien?

57. ¿Has besado a alguien cuyo nombre empiece con “R”?

58. ¿Prefieres amigos hombres o mujeres?

59. ¿Alguno de tus amigos te ha visto llorar?

60. ¿Odias a alguien?

61. ¿Cómo está tu corazón?

62. ¿Hay algo en tu pasado de lo que detestes hablar?

63. ¿Has llorado por una chica?

64. ¿Quién probablemente está hablando mal de ti en este momento?

65. ¿Te pintas las uñas?

66. ¿Te han robado un beso?

67. Las chicas aman cuando sus novios lloran, ¿Verdad?

68. Se te han caído los pantalones en público?

69. ¿Quién fue la última persona con la que hablaste por telefono?

70. ¿Cómo luces en este momento?

71. ¿Tienes alguien con quien puedas ser completamente tú?

72. ¿Te puedes comprometer a una sola persona?

73. ¿Tienes a alguien del sexo opuesto a quien le puedas contar todo?

74. ¿Alguna vez te has sentido reemplazado?

75. ¿Te despiertas molesto(a)?

76. ¿Eres celoso(a)?

77. ¿Crees que las relaciones valen la pena?

78. ¿Estás alejandote de alguien?

79. ¿Quieres ver a alguien en este momento?

80. Menciona algo que tienes que hacer mañana.

81. La última persona que te vio llorar.

82. ¿Hay alguien que nunca vas a olvidar?

83. ¿Crees que la persona por la que tienes sentiemientos, es celosa?

84. Si la persona con la que quieres estar, estuviera aquí contigo, ¿Qué estarían haciendo?

85. ¿Superaste tu pasado?

86. ¿Alguna vez te ha gustado tu mejor amigo(a)?

87. ¿Hay alguien que sepa un secreto enorme sobre ti?

88. ¿Si tu primer amor tocara a tu puerta, pidiendo disculpas y con regalos, que harías?

89. La última persona que besaste llega a tu puerta a las 3am, ¿La dejas pasar?

90. ¿Alguna vez te ha gustado alguien que tus amigos odiaran?

91. ¿Estarás en una relación en dos meses?

92. ¿Conoces a alguien que se llame Miguel?

93. ¿Has besado a alguien llamado Mariana?

94. ¿Estabas en una relacion en Abril?

95. ¿Eras feliz con la persona que te gustaba en Marzo?

96. No mientas, ¿la última persona que llamaste por telefono era atractiva?

97. ¿Qué dice el último mensaje recibido en tu celular?

98. ¿Si la persona que te gusta te dijera que le gusta alguien más, que le dirías?

99. ¿Has besado a alguien mayor que tú?

100. ¿Cuándo cumples años?

101. Una canción.

102. ¿Alguien te ha hecho sentir ‘mariposas’ en el estómago?

igual nadie me manda nada y-y

Goo 💪

[shit-world]

El mensaje de WhatsApp que nunca te llegó por tenerme bloqueado. (JBRJ)

"Mira iré directo al grano, el nuevo yo está tratando de hablar con la nueva tú, no para excusarme de las malas decisiones que tomé en el pasado, sino porque sé que tienes una nueva pareja desde el año pasado y la verdad es que se te vé feliz, que por un lado me alegro mucho por tí, porque sé que te hice daño y lo siento, de verdad que me duele ene el haberte perdido de esa forma tan estúpida y siendo que tú eres la persona más maravillosa del mundo, por eso siempre debes tener lo mejor en tu vida y yo solo estorbaba ahí. En lo que a mí me conlleva, aún sigo amándote y extrañándote como un loco, lloro por el día y por la noche, y creo que lo que más me duele, es saber que pudiste superarme, ya que yo por más que intente darme una oportunidad, no puedo, sigues ahí día tras día y cada vez con más fuerzas, hasta te veo en las calles pero no eres tú, son ilusiones que me hacen revivir tus recuerdos, no sé cómo explicarlo.

En fin, ya no me siento bien, han sido unos años difíciles sin tí, así que vine a despedirme, aunque sé que no lo leerás y probablemente me sigas bloqueando, pero igual te voy a agradecer por todo lo que me amaste, por todos los recuerdos lindos y esos momentos maravillosos que pasé a tu lado, gracias infinitas wawi, te amo muchísimo, deseo que seas feliz con tu nueva vida, y por favor, si necesitas un amigo, un apoyo, un compañero de popó o lo que sea, cuenta conmigo, porque eres y serás siempre alguien muy importante para mí.

Espero que algún día me puedas perdonar y me puedas contactar. 🙇🏻‍♂️🥹"

[see-with-your-eyes-and-remember]

Summer 2008

“Where were you?! Swimming in the canal? No… a pond? Sara, no, that’s dangerous! You can’t do that! What if there was a BIG LIZARD?”

A pair of twelve-year-old girls in the middle of summer of ‘08. Best friends looking for something to do, I lent Skylar one of my swimsuits and we jumped into the nearby community retention pond. Gross, I know. Upon our return, we were met by Wawi in the driveway of my parent’s new house in Davie, a house we didn’t live at yet despite having it for a year. My parents were perfecting it and “making it their own.” The house was a new build and we’d be the first family to make memories in it. Wawi and Pipo had helped my parents purchase the house so that my sister would have her own room, finally. She’d been sleeping in my bed, and it was getting to the point where I’d wake up with her legs across my chest, or her head on my belly. At bedtime, I’d tickle her until she could barely keep her eyes open. As I adored her little giggles, I wondered what her voice would sound like when she could speak full sentences, what her favorite color would be, what sports she’d want to play.

BIG LIZARD. We were so confused. “You mean, iguana?” I asked,

Wawi looked concerned and aggravated that she couldn’t recall the name of the incredibly dangerous reptile, “No, no… Bigger! The BIG LIZARD with sharp teeth…”

I remained confused but Skylar burst out with her laugh, like bellied “hee-hee’s!” her eyes squinted, and tongue pressed against her front teeth, it’s the kind of laugh that you can’t help but laugh, too.

“She means alligator!” Skylar gets out.

“Oh, my goodness, Wawi. There aren’t any alligators in there.”

“You never know.”

At that time, I hadn’t known about the bizarre businesses Wawi and Pipo were involved with in Cuba before they immigrated. The “big lizard” story is something Skylar and I still laugh about today in our late twenties, but now, I often wonder why Wawi couldn’t think of the word “crocodile” given the fact that she had illegally dealt dozens of taxidermy crocodiles and sea turtles to Russians in Cuba.

Interview Fall 2023

Me: Why did you leave Cuba?

Wawi: Because… We want to be in a better place. We want to be millonarios, and the situation in Cuba was very difficult, mucho problemas, porque we were doing many illegal things.

Me: Like what?

Wawi: (Cuba 1974) We were selling crocodiles and sea turtles disecados, illegally to the Russians. Para ellos eso es como un arte. We knew a guy who would catch the crocodiles and tortugas and sometimes we would help him prepare the animals to sell them to the Russians. We would stuff them with el serrín. Sometimes we would use the turtle shells, el cherepakha, to make expensive jewelry. I had a friend who would sell to Bulgarian people (they were more dumb) he would break wine or beer bottles and use the glass to make shiny stones, set them in gold to sell as emerald. Or sapphire when the glass was white [clear]. 

Me: I remember you told me you were on a moped and you would transport the crocodiles that way.

Wawi: No no no, we were not on a motorcycle! We were peddling, peddling with my daughter on the front of the bicycle. She was sitting on the bars. She was maybe 2 years old. He [Pipo] was the chauffer! We had to be careful not to break the tail because we would lose the deal. Sometimes if we saw the police, we would leave the crocodile on the side of the road, hidden in the bushes, and come back for it a little later. The crocodile was in a big paper bag, maybe about 5 feet or 4 feet. Probably would weigh around 20 pounds. I was sitting on una padrilla, a metal thing on the back of the bicycle. We would knock on doors where the Russians were living and try to sell them the taxidermies. In that time, I didn't know how to do Russian talking; I would just show them and try to sell to them.

Me: And you were taxi driving, too, right?

Wawi: I was also a taxi driver during that time. It was a chevy 4 door. The taxi number I had was 926. [Ironically, Pipo's birthday is September 26th] When I was a taxi driver, I was putting a lot of people in the car. I charged every person for the ride, instead than charge the cost of the ride. Because the transportation in Cuba is very, very difficult. So, people waiting for hours after work for a ride to get home from work. So, they paid me. Sometimes I put people in the trunk, I squeezed about 8 people in the car. I taught him how to drive the taxi, that's how he learned how to drive. I would let him take the car sometimes. He was working as a teacher, and he was a locksman, he did both. He steal a little bit from that place, too, one rocking chair he took it piece by piece to bring it home on his bike. One day he would bring an arm, he built it piece by piece so we would have something to sit on at home.

Summer 2018

A little after my college graduation, my siblings and I nominated my dad, or Papi, for the Town of Davie’s 2018 Sustainability Award. Rather, he kindly requested us to nominate him. In the 10 years that we lived there, Papi had become an avid “plogger” in and around our neighborhood. The word “plogging” is a combination of “plucking” and “jogging”, picking up litter while exercising. The practice spread from Europe, where it seems to have its origin in Norway. At first, Papi didn’t know there was a term for what he was doing. His passion for building, restoring, and beautifying communities is what called him to plogging. In his early twenties, he moved from Wisconsin to South Florida to kickstart his lifetime career in city planning after earning his master’s in urban development. Papi always says he selected Florida instead of his other options because it was “the south-est.” Sofia, Branden and I wouldn’t be here if he hadn’t been fed-up with the cold.

Mami was never very fond of my dad’s plogging hobby. Perhaps she was embarrassed after a couple of parents from school said to her, “Oh, your husband is the one that picks up trash in the mornings!” She would joke and say that she thought it was gross, or that he was going to hurt his back bending over so much. Maybe she was envious of the attention my dad gave to our neighbors and the community. One Christmas she gifted him a litter grabber. I don’t know if it was a gag gift or if she had finally accepted his strange advocation, regardless, he was excited and used it relentlessly.

Alas, the 2018 Sustainability Award was bestowed upon my father. My heart felt heavy as I stood there in the back the city council room. I wanted to cry but had no clue which emotion was triggering the tears. I was so proud of my dad; there hadn’t been a doubt in my mind that he was going to receive the award, or that he deserved it. But less than two months prior to the award ceremony, the night before my college graduation, I dialed 911 as a dispute between my mom, and me, and my dad escalated beyond words. My parents were divorcing.

I’ll always wonder if the good that resulted was worth scarring me and Mami’s relationship. I’ll wonder: Was my father’s ignorance actually bliss? Was it worth the emotional trauma it caused my sister in her teenage years? I hadn’t realized how oblivious she was to our parent’s toxic relationship. Standing there, behind a sea of suits and grey hair, I watched Papi approach the podium and receive his metallic validation. He had done good for the Town of Davie.

Of course, he mostly finds litter while plogging. He has a saying “Where there’s a cup there’s a lid, and where there’s a lid there’s a straw – except when its coffee.” But Papi found quite a bit of money while plogging. He once found an iPad and a clip board and was able to determine that it belonged to a softball coach at the nearby Catholic school. He returned several cell phones and wallets to quite grateful neighbors. And a good portion of his wardrobe consists of, what he calls “finds”: Countless t-shirts, nice flip flops, business shirts, a warm work coat.

One time, Papi lugged home two wooden rocking-chairs. They were left out on the side of the road for bulk trash, or for anyone who cared to salvage them. They were dirty, the cushions were caving in, but the foundation was sturdy. Papi cleaned them up, rebuilt bases for the cushions, and listed them for sale online. Ironically, the woman who originally owned the rocking-chairs called to thank my dad for what he had done to her chairs and if she “could please have them back?” I can picture his wide grin and raised eyebrows as Papi told her he had put too much work into the chairs to return them for free. The woman didn’t want to pay for them. My dad ended up giving the rocking chairs to Wawi. And now, both rocking-chairs are on my porch, where I read or write in the afternoons.

Papi’s entire outfit is made from some of his favorite plogging finds. The shirt, shorts, jacket, hat, and sandals pictured here were all abandoned then later discovered by Papi. What they say is true: “One man’s trash is another man’s treasure!”

Interview

Fall 2023

Wawi: (Cuba 1970s) When I was able to pocket enough money, I would fill the tank to the rim (the government paid for the gas) and I would drive out to the country to get chicken, cheese, beans, malanga. That was the only place to get good food like that. I would bring it back to the city and open the trunk and sell it. I also sold cigarettes for a lot of money. When I would sell the tortuga or the crocodile to the Russians, I would go into their apartment and say give me the sandals, give me the cigarettes. I would open their refrigerator. I want this and I want that/ I would take the sardines, the chorizo, their coffee (they had Pilon, instead of Bustello) I would make a big pile and trade el crocodile or el cherepakha for the pile of things from the Russian house. The cigarettes, I would sell the box for 40 pesos.

I sold everything. I almost sold Damaisy one day. I was negotiating all the time.

As a taxi driver I met a lot of people from all over. I met a guy who was a big embassy worker from Morocco. I drove him to the embassy, and we got to talking. He said "I wanna meet a girl like you, very pretty" so I told him I had a friend I could bring to him. So, I had two friends that I knew. I sold the girl to the guy. I went with her, and we hung out at the pool at the embassy and he paid us. Sometimes I would bring him girls and he would pay me. He'd give me chorizo and other meat sometime.

And I would steal the prescriptions from the doctor’s office and sell them people. Because if you present a certificate that you are sick, the government will pay you for the days you are out sick. So, I stole a bunch from the clinic and I would sign the prescription as if I was a doctor and they wouldn’t have to go to work. This way they could go make more money illegally than work their government job that pay very little.

We didn’t have AC or water heater. The water would come on 2 or 3 hours a day. So, you have to take a shower with the hose. You would have to fill an oil can with water and put it in the sun during the day to heat up the water that way I could bath my daughter.

Me: How did you feel on the day you were leaving Cuba?

Wawi: I was nervous because I felt bad that I was going to leave my mother. I was crying a little bit in the airport. I was afraid because I never went on a plane and the flight was eleven hours to Spain. I knew if I didn't take the chance to leave, I would never leave. Because I don’t know if I can go in the ocean, like people who escape on the boat, we almost did. We didn't do it because I'm afraid of the ocean and we were waiting for the chance to leave legally.

March 2017

“This is for iffy you need to do poo-poo!” Wawi announced, pulling an emesis bag from behind her back and laughing so hard she almost needed to use it herself. Her and my mom were packing for the trip I was about to take with my half-grandaunt, Viviana (Wawi’s half-sister), and my great grandmother, Yaya (Wawi’s mother). They were getting a kick out of it, too, completely losing it over how I would need to use my underwear and a bucket of water to clean my “chucha” and about the “oh so delicious” food I was going to be eating. They were cackling so much that tears were streaming down their reddened faces. I was laughing too, but nervously. What was I about to get into?

I’ve been to Cuba twice. I was two the first time and I don’t know if my memories are authentic or merely fabricated from the camcorder videos and film photos my parents have from the trip. I do know it was dirty and hot and that we left sooner than we had planned because we all caught a stomach virus. I went again over Spring break ’17, I had just turned 20. Yaya and Viviana repeatedly reminded to boil water before drinking it. I left with two extra-large suitcases completely stuffed with clothes; shoes; toiletries like deodorant, lotion, toothbrushes, and toothpastes; seasonings like Sazón GOYA®, polvo de ajo, cebolla en polvo, and comino. Wawi’s uncle, Yaya's youngest sibling, Uva, was particularly impressed with the stick deodorant because he would no longer need to wash his hands after applying paste deodorant. I also had a notepad and mechanical pencils specifically for him because he loves to write. When he unboxed the pencils, he attempted to write on the back of his hand assuming it was a pen.

“¡Esto no funciona!” he exclaimed when the ink didn’t transfer.

“Eso es un lápiz, tío, necesitas papel” I said, handing him the notepad. I proceeded to show him how to write and erase with the mechanical pencil.

“¡ vaya, las cosas que inventan!” The things we invent, indeed.

A week later I returned home más flacita. If it weren’t for the StarKist Pouches of tuna creation, box of crackers, and granola bars Wawi and Mami packed for me, I would have completely starved. Not only did I weigh a few pounds less, I also didn’t have any luggage. As intended, everything I brought I left in Cuba. I returned with just the clothes on my body and my iPhone.

The few meals I did eat in Cuba I enjoyed very much. I think that’s the only thing I said on the way home after Wawi and Pipo picked me up from Miami International Airport. Slumped in the back seat of Wawi’s Ford F150, I couldn’t focus on anything but the view outside. After a week in Cuba, I was experiencing culture shock in America, my native country, the place I call home. Aghast and maybe somewhat horrified, Wawi darted her eyes at me in the rearview, “Qué?! What?! You liked the food, no kidding?”

Yes. The meals were prepared with love. Or maybe it was the feeling of overwhelming adoration from family members I didn’t even know existed that made the food taste that much better. Either way, I know for a fact that the meat I ate was fresh because on my first day there, we took a horse carriage down the road to get to a street vendor who was going to sell us the pork. Well, when we arrived, the vendor said he didn’t have the cut of pork shoulder we wanted—he had to go slaughter a pig and he’d have it ready for us in the afternoon. So, we clippity-clopped back to the concrete house, and in the meantime, I helped remove tiny stones and bugs from the uncooked white rice and dry black beans. We went back to the vendor in the afternoon to pick up the meat for the best masitas de cerdo I’ve ever had.

I slept in four different homes during the one week I was in Cuba. On March 13th, 2017, we landed in Santa Clara just after 9am. Yeline (Wawi’s cousin) met us with a taxi driver who brought us to her mother’s house in Cabaiguán. The house didn’t have air conditioning or running water. I used a bucket of hose-water and my underwear to wash my chucha. I pooped in the toilet, forgetting that it wasn’t going to flush. Embarrassingly, I had to asked how to get it down. Due to stress and adrenaline, I slept well despite the heat and mosquitos.

March 14th was my sister’s thirteenth birthday, but I had no way of contacting her. I woke up with the sun to horse hooves and loud salsa music. I itched at my bug bites as I rummaged through my suitcase for a granola bar. We spent the day visiting neighbors and relatives. Yaya is one of six children, would have been seven if her twin had survived during childbirth.

We visited Yaya's elder sister, Piya. Witnessing her living conditions completely broke me. When we arrived at her house she was lying in bed and needed assistance to be propped up. Buckets were placed in various places to collect rainwater. The wooden walls were rotting away, and her along with them. How could I stand in a picture with her and smile, knowing that she will die this way and I will return to my home with hurricane proof windows? If anyone wants to see my “fake” smile, I’ll show them this image.

Left to right: Piya, Yaya, Yeline, Alberto (Piya’s son), Viviana, me.

I later learned that Piya had another son. "He was sooo nice" Wawi tells me. His name was Manolo. He hung himself not long after he came out as gay.

[elpequeanonimo]

Wawi ya ve a dormir

Usted vaya a dormirrrrr

Justo Ya me voy a dormir, te iba a contestar mensaje pero se me bloqueó el teléfono que no puedo ver ni la hora jsjsjs (mañana te explico)

Killme

[no-toy]

Te ves muy boni en tus ultimas fotos como siempre, y precioso el fredúnculo como siempre tmbn, si que son wapos uvu

🥹🥹🥹🥹🩷 tu sique eri hermoso wawi

[ggjjjsjnwkwkw]

Abri tumblr de nuevo para Solo ver tus publicaciones de nuevo y saber de ti :(

Te echo de menos wawi

Se que no leeras esto pero te extraño todos los dias

Extraño tus locuras, tus risas, tu carita , tu cuerpo, tuu todoo de verdad que yaa no hay energías para enfrentar esta vida qla sin ti

Yaaa converse con mi viejo y con dios y ellos son los unicos que me entienden y saben que tu si eres la indicada

Si te tengo que esperar toda la vida para volver a abrazarte lo hare

Vales la pena bb

Yo y mi sobrino te extrañamos

Sii el sama me pregunta por ti y puta que me da pena pero felicidad a la vez por que le caiste super bien

[hypoestt]

i wanna be adored de los stone roses, solo pq me salió un post de cook de skins con una polera q decía esa frase jjj <3 salu2 corazom

cook el mejor personaje de la segunda generación sí o nooooo!!!! la oigo y nos imagino juntis, wawi. hoy vi una foto y recordé cuando fuiste a mi casa (qué vergüenza siento aún ajdj) :( es una penita vernos la nada eh. te mando mil besitos wachita preciosa, te mereces todo

[yelek-galleries]

DIOS ES HERMOSO AAAAAAH

ME ENCANTÓ EL DISEÑO DE LA WAWI ES MUY BONITA

Puede ser marinett x Justice?

Por supuesto que si!! :D

Chiquita--

Amelie

●Tiene 2 años

•Adora a los animales, principalmente los tigres.

●Su osito es un regalo de su tío Injustice.

●Le gusta oír cuentos por parte de sus mamis, hasta intenta leerlos, pero aún no lo logra.

●Su cabello tiene pequeños ricitos de manera natural.

☆☆☆☆

Es que la bebita es una ternura!

Marinett es de @yueart

Justice es de parte mía. ;)

Espero que le haga gustado la nene

[rainyfroggy]

First time trying to draw Mob, it's harder than I expected uhhhh

[the-annoying-moth]

No sé si pueda preguntar las carpetas pero aquí vamos x,D

Pallete 📂

Uyyy~ mi amada Tsundere XD

Pallete

Tiene 15 años,mide 1m58 y pesa 35 kg

Tiene una salud fragil,pues nació prematura aparte tiene asma la pobre y para empeorar no ve nada sin sus lentes

Sufre de bullying por su tamaño PERO- les saca la mrda a los bullies por que se cansó y su madre decidió mandarla a autodefensa,así que el/la que quiera hacerle algo se va derechito al gulag xd

Ama mucho a su novia Sirah(aunque sea como 27 cm más alta que ella)Sirah la wawi @alicehopes

Ayuda en el trabajo a su madre apenas llega a casa,ya que su madre es pastelera

Aunque no lo parezca es MUY inteligente,te saca una ecuasión de 3 grado digamos en 3 o 5 minutos

Se lleva bien con su primo Said,después de todo lo conoce desde que tan solo era un bebito(se llevan como por 3 años)

Su madre la tuvo apenas entro a la universidad y bueno su padre nunca se hizo cargo de ella así que Natalia Magne mamá luchona uwu👌🏻

Uno de sus mayores pasatiempos es hacer crucigramas,reposteria y dibujo

Se parece mucho a su padre,excepto en estatura ya que él media 1m87 según su madre

Tiene un muy buen sentido del olfato

Su estilo es soft/space

Le gusta delinearse los ojos a veces

La que le enseño defensa personal fue su tía Rachel,Rachel la consiente mucho

Su madre nunca la odio a pesar de haber arruinado su sueño de estudiar gastronomia por el echo de nacer,por lo contrario,la ama con toda su alma y siempre lo hará <3

Cuando está con Sirah suele ser nuy cariñosa

[efecto-inminente]

Y al final lo hiciste, de la noche a la mañana me olvidaste y me duele hasta el alma porque para mí fuiste, eres y serás el amor de mi vida, cada te amo que te dije fue cierto, cada momento que pase contigo lo disfruté como si fuera el más especial, cada plan que imaginé contigo no olvidaré, porque te amo y te amaré mi wawi.

Y si me llamás en 20 años más porque necesitas hablar con alguien, aquí estaré, sin importar que tan rota me dejó tu partida, te escucharé y cuidare si lo necesitas.

Espero seas feliz y encuentres a alguien que te ame con todo su corazoncito (como lo hago yo), que encuentres al verdadero amor de tu vida, mientras tanto yo seguiré con mi vida, intentando no ahogarme en cada charco que pille, hasta lograr flotar.

Esta es la despedida que no te pude dar porque no quisiste leer.

[rebeldia]

el otro año voy a tener pega estable siosi, adoptaré un gatito y será mi wawi <3 lo manifiesto y manifestaré todo lo necesario