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Jealousy, Jealousy - Quinn Hughes

Summary: Quinn had never considered himself the jealous type until the girl he loved could be getting married.

content: angst!!!

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notes: not sure what this is! but enjoy!!

Summer at the Hughes' lakehouse was loud, messy, and full of life. The days were humid and sticky, the nights cool and thick with stars. Quinn Hughes often found himself sitting on the porch steps, watching Jack and Natalia dart across the yard in their own little world. Natalia Cooper was just a kid back then, hair in a tangled ponytail, freckles dusting her sunburned cheeks. But somehow, even at ten years old, she could command attention like no other.

She into their family so seamlessly it was hard to imagine a time before her. Nat had moved in two doors down the summer she and Jack turned nine, and from that moment on, she was part of the family. Quinn often wondered how she managed to make herself so comfortable--bursting through their backdoor unannounced, diving headfirst into arguments with Jack over video games, or sitting at the dinner table for family dinners.

Quinn was 12 then, awkward and trying to navigate his soon-to-be teen years. He didn't pay much attention to Nat at first; she was just Jack's best friend, loud and bossy and always challenging Jack to do something stupid like jumping off the dock into water that was clearly too shallow.

But Nat made her presence known, even when you weren't looking for it. She was stubborn and quick-witted, the kind of girl who didn't back down from a fight but still cried when they accidentally broke her favourite bracelet during a game of keep-away. Jack teased her mercilessly, but Quinn saw the way she always came back for more, how she could give as good as she got.

The first time Quinn noticed her--really noticed her--was the summer he turned 15. Jack and Nat had been inseperable for years by then, their bond stronger than ever. They were out on the lake one afternoon, paddling around in an old canoe that was more duct tape than wood, when the thing finally gave out.

By the time they made it back to the shore, dripping wet and covered in muck, Nat was laughing so hard she could barely stand. Quinn had been sitting on the dock, book in hand, but he couldn't stop watching her. She had a gap-toothed grin, one her braces hadn't fixed quiet yet, but it was the kind of smile that made you want to smile back.

He told himself it was nothing. Just a moment.

But then there were more moments.

Like the time she sat beside him on the porch steps, picking at the splinters in the wood with a stick while Jack sulked inside after losing a game of street hockey. "You're not like Jack," she said out of nowhere, her voice soft. "You notice things more. Like, you really see them."

He didn't know what to say to that. He just stared at her, his throat tight, and nodded.

Or the time she came bounding into the kitchen, still in her muddy cleats from soccer practice, to grab a glass of water. She didn't even look at him as she told him his shirt was on inside out, her voice matter-of-fact, like it was perfectly normal for her to walk into their house and call him out on his absentmindedness.

She was everywhere and nowhere all at once.

By the time Quinn was seventeen, it was no longer a question of whether he liked her. He knew he did. The real question was what he was supposed to do about it.

The answer, of course, was nothing.

She was Jack's best friend. She was practically a sister to all of them. And even if none of that had been true, she'd never given him a single reason to think she saw him as anything more than "Jack's older brother?"

So he did what he thought he had to: he buried it.

He let himself smile at her jokes and listen to her stories, but he kept a careful distance. He made sure he was always just a little too busy, a little too preoccupied, whenever she and Jack invited him to join their adventures.

It was easier that way. Safer

Then Trevor Zegras entered the picture, and everything got harder.

The first summer with Trevor was the beginning of everything. Jack had invited his new teammate to the lakehouse for the weekend, and by the time Sunday evening rolled around, Trevor had woven himself seamlessly into their lives.

Nat, of course, loved him immediately. She teased him relentlessly about his messy hair and his tendency to trip over his own feet, but there was something about the way she looked at him. It was as if she'd finally met her match.

Quinn hated it. Not Trevor--he couldn't hate Trevor, not really. The guy was too likable, to good at making everyone laugh, even Quinn. But watching Nat light up around him, seeing the way her attention shifted completely, was like swallowing shards of glass.

That weekend stretched into weeks, and by the time summer ended, it was clear Trevor wasn't going anywhere. He and Nat weren't dating, but the shift seemed inevitable. Quinn could see it in the way Trevor found excuses to sit next to her, the way Natalia lingered a little too long when she playfully shoved his shoulder.

And when they finally did get together, just a few months shy of their eighteenth birthdays, Quinn told himself it didn't matter.

The truth was, Quinn had been preparing for this moment for years. Ever since he'd realized his feelings for Nat weren't something he could shake, he'd been practicing the art of pretending.

He smiled when Trevor made her laugh, even when it felt like someone had his heart clenched in their fist. He offered polite congratulations when they officially became a couple. And he did everything to focus on anything but the girl who was now completely out of reach.

It wasn't easy.

There were nights he'd lie awake in his room at the lakehouse, staring at the ceiling as he listened to their muffled laughter through the wall. There were moments when Nat would sit beside him on the dock, her shoulder brushing his, and he'd have to remind himself to breathe, to act normal, to not let her see the way his hands were shaking.

But he managed.

Because what was he supposed to do? She was happy, and that was all that mattered.

The hardest part wasn't seeing them together. It was the moments when Nat still treated him like he was special.

There was one night, a week before her high school graduation, when they all sat around the firepit, trading stories and laughing at Trevor's horrible impressions. Nat had been sitting beside Trevor, her hand resting on his knee, but at some point she'd turn to Quinn.

"You don't talk much, but when you do, it's like always the smartest thing I've heard," she told him, and it took him a second to realize she was serious.

Trevor had laughed, clapping Quinn on the shoulder and joking that they couldn't all be philosophers. But Quinn hadn't been able to look at Natalia for the rest of the night.

By the time Trevor and Natalia turned twenty, Quinn had become an expert at hiding his feelings. He could sit across from them at dinner, join in on their conversations, and even laugh at Trevor's jokes without letting anything slip.

It wasn't easy, but it was necessary.

She was happy with Trevor and that was that. So he stayed quiet. He stayed in the background. And hoped that someday, it would stop hurting as much.

Nobody dared to miss the lakehouse trip, no matter how busy life had become. This year was no exception. Quinn arrived late on a Friday afternoon, his duffel bag slung over his shoulder as he walked into his favourite place in the world (besides maybe the rink).

The familiar sounds of summer greeted him: laughter spilling from the kitchen, the faint hum of Jack's playlist in the background, and the echo of waves lapping at the dock.

"Finally!" Jack called from the living room, throwing an arm around Quinn the moment he entered the room. "We thought you were gonna bail on us!"

"Never," Quinn said, scanning the room for her.

And there she was. Natalia, leaning against the counter, a glass of white wine in her hand and her face lit up with a laugh that made his chest feel tight. Trevor stood beside her, his arm around her waist.

It was the same scene he'd witnessed a hundred times before, and yet it never got any easier.

By the second day, Quinn had slipped into the rhythm of the lakehouse. It was easy to lose himself in the comfort of routine, to pretend, if only for a moment, that things were simple.

Nat was as radiant as ever, her energy contagious as she pulled the group into games of volleyball in her family's backyard and paddleboarding races. She was competitive to a fault, yelling at Jack when he missed an easy spike and high-fiving Trevor when he landed a perfect serve.

Quinn stayed on the sidelines from time to time, watching from the safety of the shade. He told himself it was better that way. She was happy, he wouldn't ruin that.

But every now and then, she'd catch him off guard. Like when she walked up behind him, slinging an arm around his shoulders as they sat on the dock.

"You okay, Hughesy?" she asked.

"Yeah," he forced a smile. "Why wouldn't I be?"

She frowned, tilting her head in a way that said she didn't believe him. "You've been quiet, even for you."

He shrugged, not trusting himself to say more.

It was the fourth night of the trip when Trevor let it slip.

They'd all gathered around the firepit, smell of burning wood mixing with the crisp lake air. The guys had been drinking--nothing excessive, just enough to loosen their tongues and bring out the usual round of embarrassing stories.

Trevor, always the life of the party, was on a roll, recounting a ridiculous tale from his time at college. Nat was asleep upstairs, the day having taken it out of her.

And then, out of nowhere, Trevor said it.

"I mean, hell, if she said yes to dating me back then, maybe she'll say yes to marrying me now."

The words hung in the air for a moment, too casual to feel intentional, yet heavy enough to bring the conversation to a halt.

Jack was the first to react, his grin splitting wide as he clapped Trevor on the back. "Wait--are you serious? You're proposing?"

Trevor laughed, a little nervous, but nodded. "Yeah. Been thinking about it for a while. I've got the ring in my suitcase. Figured this trip might be the perfect time."

Quinn felt the world tilt beneath him. His chest tightened, the air suddenly too thick to breathe.

"That's huge, man," Jack said, raising his beer. "Nat's gonna freak--in a good way."

Quinn forced a smile, tightening his grip on his beer. "Congrats." The word tasted bitter on his tongue.

Trevor didn't seem to notice his tone though, too caught up in the attention as the group peppered him with questions about his plan.

Trevor's announcement echoed in Quinn's mind long after the group dispersed. He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, the sounds of the lakehouse settling around him. Trevor was going to propose to Nat.

It shouldn't have hit him so hard--they'd been together for five years. But the idea of her with someone else forever was suffocating.

He threw back the covers and slipped out of his room, his bare feet silent on the hardwood floors. He needed air.

He'd made it all the way to the end of the dock before his emotions really took over. He sat down, staring at the black water. For years, he'd convinced himself he could live with just being her friend, that watching her with Trevor didn't hurt that badly. But this had shattered that illusion.

"Damn it," he mumbled, raking a hand through his hair. He slammed his fist against the dock, ignoring the burning in his hand.

"Quinn?"

He turned sharply to see Nat, wrapped in a blanket, her brow furrowed in concern. "Hey," she said softly, stepping closer. "You okay?"

"Yeah," he lied.

"You don't look okay." She lowered herself to sit beside him, her blanket brushing his arm. "Trevor said you dipped from the fire."

"I just... needed some space," his voice was clipped.

Nat didn't press immediately. She tilted her head, studying him like she always did when she knew he was holding back. "If something's wrong, you can talk to me. You know that, right?"

Her voice was gentle, genuine.

"I'm fine, Nat," he said, harsher than he intended. "You don't have to worry about me."

Her lips pressed into a thin line. "You keep saying that, but it doesn't feel true."

Quinn exhaled sharply, looking away. He couldn't do this, not now, not with her so close, her concern so obvious.

"Why are you even out here?" he asked defencively.

Nat blinked at his change in demeanor. "I couldn't sleep," she said carefully. "Then I saw you leave, and... I wanted to check on you."

"Well, I don't need checking on," he snapped, immediately regretting the bitterness in his voice.

She stiffened but didn't move. "Okay. So you're just out here punching the dock for fun?"

The hint of sarcasm in her voice surprised him, but it also stung. He turned back to her, his jaw tight. "You don't understand, Nat."

"Then help me understand," she said, her tone sharp now too, frustration bleeding into her words. "You've been so closed off, Quinn. You never let anyone in. But I'm here, trying--"

"It doesn't matter! Nothing I feel matters!"

The words slipped out before he could stop them.

"What are you talking about?"

Quinn clenched his fists, staring out at the water. He'd held this in for so long, he didn't even know how to start explaining.

"I've been trying to ignore this for years," he said finally, voice low. "To bury it, to be okay with the way things are. But tonight... hearing Trevor..." He trailed off, throat tight.

"Hearing Trevor what?"

Quinn looked at her then, his eyes searching hers. He could see the confusion, the worry, the way she was leaning in, waiting for him to explain.

He sighed, running a hand over his face. "He's going to propose to you," he said flatly.

Nat froze, her eyes wide. "What?"

"He told us tonight. At the fire."

The silence that followed was deafening.

She sat back, her blanket slipping from her shoulders. "I didn't... I had no idea."

"Yeah, well, now you do."

She stared at him, trying to piece together why he was telling her this. Ruining the surprise. "Quinn, why are you--"

"Because I can't do this anymore!"

Her eyes widened, and the dam finally cracked.

"I've been in love with you for years, Nat," he said, words tumbling out, raw and unfiltered. "And I've spent every one of those years pretending I don't feel anything, pretending I'm okay with being just your friend. But I'm not. I never have been."

Her mouth opened, but no words came out.

Quinn stood, running a hand through his hair as he paced the dock. "And now Trevor's going to propose, and I have to sit here and watch you say yes. I have to act like I'm happy for you, like it doesn't kill me every time I see you with him."

He stopped, his shoulder heavy. "I can't do it anymore, Natalia. I just... I can't."

"Quinn," Nat whispered.

"Don't," his voice broke. "I know this doesn't change anything. I know you love him. I just... I couldn't keep it in anymore."

She stood slowly, stepping away from him. "You should have told me," her voice trembled.

He let out a bitter laugh. "Yeah? And what would that have changed?"

Nat didn't answer.

"I'm sorry, Nat. I shouldn't have said anything."

Before she could respond, he turned and walked away, leaving her standing alone on the dock.

The sun was setting, casting golden rays across the lake. Trevor stood at the edge of the dock, a nervous grin on his face as he addressed the group. Natalia was at his side, her laughter ringing out as Jack made some teasing comment, completely unaware of what was about to unfold.

Quinn lingered near the back of the group, hands shoved in his pockets. Every breath was laboured as he watched Trevor reach into his own pocket and pull out a small, velvet box.

"Guys," he started. "I just wanted to say... this place, this trip, it means a lot to me. And you all mean a lot to me. But this is the place I met my best friend. The one person who's made my life better than I ever thought possible." He turned to Nat, his voice softening. "Natalia, you've been my best friend, my girlfriend, my everything, and--"

Quinn's heart thundered in his chest. He couldn't breathe.

The words tumbled out before he could stop them. "Stop!"

All heads snapped toward him, Trevor freezing mid-sentence. Nat looked confused and... concerned.

Quinn stepped forward. "I can't... I can't let you say yes, Nat. You... you know how I feel. I--"

For a moment, no one spoke. Then Nat moved. Slowly, deliberately, she stepped away from Trevor, her gaze locked with Quinn's. She leaned in, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a bruising kiss. For the first time in years, the weight lifted from Quinn's shoulders. He--

A loud cheer erupted, shattering the moment. Quinn blinked, the blood rushing in his ears as the sound brought him back to reality.

Trevor was on one knee, the velvet box open in hand. Nat stood frozen, tears streaming down her face as she clutched her hands over her mouth.

"Yes!" she cried. "Yes, Trevor, of course I'll marry you!"

Quinn hadn't said a word. It had all been in his head--a desperate, hopeless fantasy.

He watched as Trevor stood, slipping the ring onto Nat's finger before pulling her into a kiss. The group erupted in applause, Jack whooping loudly as Cole practically bounced with excitement.

The group surrounded the happy couple, offering hugs and congratulations, Quinn slipped away unnoticed. He made his way up the dock, his footsteps heavy and breaths shallow.

She'd made her choice.

And it wasn't him.

It would never be him.

He was too late.

#nhl imagine #nhl fic #hockey imagine #hockey fic #quinn hughes #quinn hughes imagine

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steven8534 · 2 months ago

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Natalia Cano

#celebrities in pantyhose #celebrities in nylon #celebrities in tights #blacknylons #blackpantyhose

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goalhofer · 5 months ago

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2024 olympics Chile roster

Archery

Andrés Gallardo (Santiago)

Athletics

Martín Sáenz (Santiago)

Hugo Catrileo (Saavedra)

Carlos Díaz (Santiago)

Claudio Romero (Santiago)

Gabriel Kehr (Temuco)

Humberto Mansilla (Temuco)

Martina Weil (Santiago)

Natalia Duco (San Felipe)

Ivana Gallardo (Osorno)

Canoeing

Paula Gómez (Santiago)

María Mailliard (Viña Del Mar)

Karen Roco (Constitución)

Cycling

Mauricio Molina (Santiago)

Martín Vidaurre (Santiago)

Catalina Soto (Santiago)

Macarena Pérez (Santiago)

Equestrian

Agustín Covarrubias (Santiago)

Fencing

Arantza Inostroza (Santiago)

Golf

Joaquín Niemann (Jupiter, Florida)

Guillermo Pereira (Jupiter, Florida)

Judo

Thomas Briceño (Santiago)

Mary Vargas (Santiago)

Pentathlon

Esteban Bustos (Santiago)

Rowing

César Abaroa (Concepción)

Eber Sanhueza (Puerto Montt)

Antonia Abraham (San Pedro De La Paz)

Melita Abraham (San Pedro De La Paz)

Sailing

Clemente Seguel (Temuco)

María Poncell (Santiago)

Shooting

Diego Parra (Santiago)

Francisca Crovetto (Santiago)

Swimming

Eduardo Cisternas (Santiago)

Kristel Köbrich (Córdoba, Argentina)

Table tennis

Nicolás Burgos (Santiago)

María Vega (Concepción)

Zeng Zhiying (Iquique)

Taekwondo

Joaquín Churchill (Santiago)

Fernanda Aguirre (Santiago)

Tennis

Marcelo Barrios (Santiago)

Nicolás Jarry (La Barnachea)

Alejandro Tabilo (Santiago)

Triathlon

Gaspar Riveros (Providencia)

Diego Moya (Santiago)

Volleyball

Marco Grimalt (Linares)

Esteban Grimalt (Santiago)

Wrestling

Néstor Almanza (Santiago)

Yasmani Acosta (Santiago)

#Sports #National Teams #Chile #Celebrities #Races #Boats #Animals #Fights #Golf #Florida #Argentina #Tennis

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piningbuddies · 2 years ago

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"buckstalia" ends in 17, the actress's agency basically confirmed her arc has an endpoint and the finale is already packed. So this canoe sinks quickly.

anyways i can't wait to see buck and natalia kiss with tongue! (:

#anon #asks

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docpiplup · 2 years ago

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@asongofstarkandtargaryen There's a couple of comics and films I wanted to post something about them some time ago, so here they are

Black is Beltza is a duology of comics, the first one was published in 2014 and the second in 2022, and they have been adapted into two Basque animated films recently in 2018 and 2022, Black is Beltza and Black is Beltza II: Ainhoa.

One of the main things of the comics are the sociopolitical environment of the places and the period the films are set in, for example the first one is set in the 60's mainly in New York and the sequel is set in the 80's and among other places, in Pamplona.

Black is Beltza (2018)

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October 1965. The Pamplona troupe of giants, a typical image of the San Fermín festivities, is invited to parade on Fifth Avenue in New York. But not everyone will be able to leave: due to racial discrimination, the North American authorities prohibit the participation of the two black giants. Based on this real event, "Black is Beltza" tells the story of Manex, the waiter in charge of carrying one of the giants. Headed for a long and unexpected journey, Manex will witness key events in history: the racial riots resulting from the assassination of Malcolm X, the eccentricities of the characters in The Factory, the alliance between the Cuban secret services and the Black Panthers, and the proto-hippie psychedelia of early music festivals.

Duration: 87 min.

Script: Harkaitz Cano, Fermín Muguruza, Eduard Solà (Comic: Fermín Muguruza, Harkaitz Cano, Jorge Alderete)

Animation Companies: ETB, Setmàgic Audiovisual, Talka Records & Films

Cast

Unax Ugalde: Manex

Isaach de Bankolé: Wilson Clever

Iseo: Amanda Tamaya

Sergi López: Warren Philips

Ramón Agirre: Xebero

Jorge Perugorria: Sargento Bravo

Angelo Moore: Rudy

María de Medeiros: Amira

Emma Suárez: Laia

Oscar Jaenada: Che Guevara

Rossy de Palma: Ruth Abransom

Ramón Barea: Ramiro

Hamid Krim: Yassim

Guillermo Toledo: Teniente Muñoz

Ander Lipus: guardia civil

Josean Bengoetxea: Juanpe, Pancho Villa

Lenval Brown: Jimmy

Valeria Maldonado: Esperanza

Sergio Arau: Juan Rulfo

Jorge Ferrera: Eliseo

Giancarlo Ruiz: Tin-Tan, Smithy, Sergei Titov

Josh Kun: Dwayne

Ray Fernández: Cte. Antonovich

Victor Navarrete: Guerrillero 1

Iban Rusiñol: Laurent

Exprai: Pedro del Taller, Hernán Cortés

Márgenes Dermer: azafata

Ramón Zumitrenko: Sf dentista

Stuart Casson: Otis Redding, Emory Douglas

KO the Knockout: Ben Cauley

Sistaeyeire: Angela Davis

Dratzo Gomex: policía fronteriza I

Marieder Iriart: Iman

Mariam Bachir: Amal

Black is Beltza II: Ainhoa (2022)

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Ainhoa was born by a miracle in La Paz (Bolivia) after the death, in a parapolice attack, of her mother Amanda. She grew up in Cuba and in 1988, at the age of 21, she traveled to the Basque Country to see the land of his father Manex. In the middle of the repressive conflict, she meets Josune, a committed journalist, and her gang of friends. When one of them dies of a heroin overdose, Ainhoa and Josune set out on an initiation journey that will take them through Lebanon, Afghanistan and the city of Marseille. These are the last years of the Cold War and both will delve into the dark world of drug trafficking networks and their close ties to political plots.

Direction: Fermin Muguruza

Duration: 86 min.

Script: Fermín Muguruza, Isa Campo, Harkaitz Cano (Comic: Fermín Muguruza)

Music: Maite Arrotajauregi

Photography: Animation, Mariona Omedes

Companies: Co-production Spain-Argentina; Talka Records & Films

Cast

Maria Cruickshank: Ainhoa

Itziar Ituño: Josune

Manex Fuchs: Hamid

Antonio de la Torre: Rafael

Darko Peric: Igor

Ariadna Gil: Isabelle

Eneko Sagardoy: Diego

Mikel Losada: Mikel

Ramón Agirre: Xebero

Miren Gaztañaga: Amatxi Tere

Maite Larburu Iman

Ximun Fuchs: Jean-Pierre

Gorka Otxoa: Iñigo Kortatu

Fermín Muguruza: Fermin Kortatu

Jon Plazaola: Javier Salutregi

Peio Berteretxe: Didier

Maryse Urruty: Armineh

Isidro: Isidro

Joseba Sarrionandia: Martin

Maria Forni: Yady

Iban Rusiñol: Commisaire Marcel

Natalia Abu-sharar: off Sabra y Shatila

Moraysys Silva: Tania

Maykel García Cardo: Felix The Cat

Bruno Coscia: Arthur

Maria Amolategui: Amaia Apaolaza

Papet-J: Chef Chérif

#black is beltza #black is beltza ii: ainhoa #films #comics #long post #animated films

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ulkaralakbarova · 5 months ago

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Madrid, summer 2011. Economic crisis. 15-M movement and 1.5 million pilgrims waiting for the Pope’s arrival live side by side in a Madrid that’s hotter and more chaotic than ever. In this context, detectives Velarde and Alfaro must find what seems to be a serial killer. Their against-the-clock hunt will make them realise something they’d never imagined: neither of them are so very different from the killer. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Luis Velarde: Antonio de la Torre Javier Alfaro: Roberto Álamo Andrés Bosque: Javier Pereira Alonso: Luis Zahera Bermejo: Raúl Prieto Rosario: María Ballesteros Amalia: Teresa Lozano Juana: Rocío Muñoz-Cobo Sancho: José Luis García Pérez Amparo: Mónica López Padre Raúl: Andrés Gertrúdix Rubio: Jesús Caba Céspedes: Alfonso Bassave Forense: Raquel Pérez Lorna: Anna Laserna Nico: Aitor Calderón Cano: Javier Tolosa Travesti 1: Estefanía de los Santos Travesti 2: Diego París Gabriel: Ciro Miró Mariño: Josean Bengoetxea Juanma: Chema Tena Sobrina Barrio Salamanca: Andrea Dueso Vecina Cotilla: Carmen Utrilla Conserje Casa Alfaro: Luis del Valle Anciana 1: María Antonia Pérez Anciana 2: Carmen Esteban Anciana 3: Silvia Casanova Médico Amalia: Juan Verdú Elena: María de Nati Rafael March: Francisco Nortes Film Crew: Producer: Gerardo Herrero Editor: Fernando Franco Executive Producer: Mariela Besuievsky Writer: Rodrigo Sorogoyen Producer: Mercedes Gamero Casting: Juana Martínez Producer: Mikel Lejarza Assistant Director: David Pareja Writer: Isabel Peña Director of Photography: Alejandro de Pablo Editor: Alberto del Campo Production Design: Miguel Ángel Rebollo Producer: Javier López Blanco Delegated Producer: José Torrescusa Hairdresser: Paco Rodríguez H. Line Producer: Iñaki Ros Original Music Composer: Olivier Arson Casting: Natalia Rodríguez Delegated Producer: Winnie Baert Makeup & Hair: Milu Cabrer Movie Reviews:

#madrid #neo-noir #spain #Top Rated Movies

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agendaculturaldelima · 6 months ago

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#ElEscenarioDelMundo

🗣 “Oh, ¿por qué la ira debería ser silenciosa y la furia muda?”

🎭 Teatro: “TITO ANDRÓNICO” 🏛🎯

✍️ Autor: William Shakespeare (Reino Unido)

🗯 Argumento: Al regresar a Roma de una guerra contra los godos, el general Tito Andrónico trae prisioneros de guerra a la reina, Tamora, y a sus tres hijos. El sacrificio del hijo mayor de Tamora por parte de Tito y su decisión de negarse a aceptar el título de emperador inician un terrible ciclo de derramamiento de sangre y venganza. A medida que las familias, los cuerpos, las vidas y la propia Roma se desgarran, todos tienen un motivo, pero ¿sobrevivirá alguien? Obra experimental del dramaturgo inglés que se convierte en una historia de venganza de la mayor brutalidad que se centra en el honorable general romano que fatalmente se niega a mostrar misericordia al hijo mayor de Tamora, la reina de los godos, a quien ha derrotado en la guerra. La pueata en escena cuestiona la deshumanización de la civilización occidental creando una poderosa sátira sobre la violencia.

👥 Elenco: Bruno Odar, Mónica Sánchez, Diego Pérez, Daniel Cano, Cindy Díaz, Carlos Mesta, Jorge Armas, Martín Velásquez, Sebastián Ramos, Gilberto Nué, Giovanni Arce, Joaquín Escobar, Diego Salinas, Miguel Soriano y Patricia Fraysinett.

📢 Dirección: Mikhail Page

📝 Asistencia en dirección: Natalia Cárdenas

🖼 Dirección de Arte: Bea Chung

💃 Coreografía: Verónica Garrido

🎶 Musicalización: Favio Rojas

💡 Iluminación: Lucho Baglietto

💄 Maquillaje: Joaquina Maldonado

👩 Producción de Montaje: Ysela Castañeda

📰 Prensa: Carla Revilla

👤 Asistencia en Producción: Aldo Ricsi y Alisson Guillén

🖍️ Diseño Gráfico: Roger Pérez

💻 Community Manager: Ana Sofía Ruiz

💰 Administración: Verónica López

🔎 Producción Ejecutiva: Carolina Cano

📌 TEMPORADA: Del 18 de Julio al 04 de Agosto

📆Funciones: Jueves a Domingo

🕗 8:00pm.

⌛️ Duración: 135 minutos [con intermedio].

🏪 Teatro Manuel A. Segura (jr. Huancavelica 251 - Centro de Lima)

🏷️ Entradas

🎫 Platea: S/.60

🎟️ Galería: S/.50

🎟 Cazuela: S/.30

🖱 Reservas: https://www.joinnus.com/events/theater/lima-tito-andronico-de-william-shakespeare-61889

⚠️ A tener en cuenta: Obra recomendada para mayores de catorce años. (14+)

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lookinsidecoach · 4 months ago

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uniquetyphoonmiracle · 7 months ago

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Estoy en CONIL de la FRONTERA [rebautizado por mi como COÑIL porque MUCHOS COÑOS de buen VER pero difícil PROBAR en Bares de COPAS ATESTADO de FUMATAS Y BORRACHAS con la MUSICA A TOPE ..pues me invito la RRPP DOMINICANA LADY amiga de una SEVILLANA con una AGENCIA DE MODELOS en mayo 2002 aprovechando que iba a correr la TUNE UP SEVILLE _NEW YORK MARATHON ganando un Dorsal que valen 600€ pero preferí correr la MARATON DEL PACIFICO DE MAZATLAN porque tanto vi un anuncio en una revista que me dieron en la 1/2 maratón del PARDO, porque iba a estar con la MEXICANA y porque NEW YORK ya lo conocia ..y LADY me presento a malogrado SERGIO LUYK y al atleta REYES ESTEVEZ en disco AVE NOX así como me llevo al CAFE DE LOS ARTISTAS bajo la antigua catarata de PLAZA DE COLON donde se puso NACHO CANO junto a mi que fue novio de la CRUZ o PENELOPE tras conocerla con 14 y 25 años en video LA FUERZA DEL DESTINO del cd DESCANSO DOMINICAL de MECANO y cuyo debut en solitario UN MUNDO SEPARADO POR EL MISMO DIOS tiene un video con fútbol de niños y JERUSALEN comprandeselo mi padre]..tras haber pasado junto a DOS HERMANAS [=fabrica de consoladores FLESH_LIGHT de un matrimonio Yankee con lo que se hace rico al distribuir para EUROPA], UTRERA [grupo LOS MUERTOS DE CRISTO, malogrado REYES, entrenador CAPARROS con el que me fotografie en Bar SAN ELOY en Sevilla y le salio LEUCEMIA haciendo debutar en Sevilla a Sergio RAMOS nacido en CAMAS y casado con pilar RUBIO que fue novia por 10 años del cantante de Hamlet=cd LA PUTA Y EL DIABLO, Malogrado PUERTA que murió con 22 años teniendo embarazada a su novia de 42 años que fue al funeral con camiseta de GSUS=JESUS y JESUS NAVAS nacido en LOS PALACIOS Y VILLAFRANCA junto a donde también pase..y que se iba a retirar pero lo han renovado hasta diciembre] y LEBRIJA [donde nació LOPEZ CARO=EXPENSIVE..ultimo entrenador de ZIDANE y que ascendió al filial del REAL MADRID a 2da DIVISION con mi ex vecino MANUEL TELLO JORGE cuyo padre fue el abogado de mi herencia así como con ALEX el ex novio por 13 años de Natalia de OT a la que dejó tras no querer o tener hijos con 39 o 40 años]

Luego volví en 2004 con Benjamin Antonio Moreno Silva y su novia Yolanda..y estando en la planta de arriba del atestado pub_terraza LA LUNA hablaba con la camarera de un homenaje a CAMARON DE LA ISLA [que dio su último concierto en colegio SAN JUAN EVANGELISTA redactor del APOCALIPSIS muriendo a continuación de CANCER siendo fumador con 41 años y habiendo cantado ese día SALUD es LO QUIERO YO QUIERO y también era autor de SALUD ANTES QUE DINERO]..y se acerco la modelo MARIA PINEDA [Famosa por ser novia de bailarín JOAQUIN CORTES] la cual murió de cancer con 54 años cuando se iba a casar y al amanecer del día en que iba a salir la procesión del CRISTO DEL MEDINACELLI de la que era devota]

En 2006 volví con RAMON VALLE_INCLAN y me llamó una noche PAULA JIMENEZ DE ARMAS diciendo que tenía una llamada perdida mía tras haber tenido SEXO con ella en el baño de la disco LA MANSION después de ver final EUROPA LEAGUE'06 que gano por 1era vez el SEVILLA tras clasificarse gracias al gol de malogrado PUERTA..y al salir un día del pub LA LUNA un grupo de VASCOS se lamentaba de que habían hecho 1000 KM de ida y mañana otros 1000 se habían gastado un dineral y no habían echado un POLVO..y cuando estuvimos en adjunta playa de EL PALMAR [=PERDER/MORIR..por la batalla de TRAFALGAR donde los ingleses intentaron remolcar A GIBRALTAR el buque insignia español o el SANTISIMA TRINIDAD se les hundio]..fotografié en una barandilla de la playa una pintada con MUERTE A FLORENTINO

También pasé junto a EL PALMAR DE TROYA que tiene su propio VATIKANO a raíz de supuestas Apariciones marianas en los 60 y donde veneran una Estatua de FRANFO

jeep renegade [alguien que renuncia a sus ideales creencias o fidelidades publicamente] pasando el puente del CENTENARIO DE SEVILLA con barrio HELIOPOLIS [CIUDAD DEL SOL] de fondo

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coversbeat · 1 year ago

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Gigante presenta 'Prefiero volar' y 'Nube blanca 'y anuncia concierto conceptual.

Gigante es una banda de rock/pop/fusión colombiana cuyo nombre rinde homenaje al amor que floreció en el municipio de Gigante (Huila), marcando el legado musical de los padres de su fundador y compositor César Rojas. El grupo fundado en 2019 está conformado por César Rojas (voz y composición), Abel Loterstein (guitarra), Mónica Burbano (voz), Nancy Cano (bajo), Arturo González (batería) y Natalia…

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turquoise91 · 2 months ago

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There's a lot of overlap between Buck and Eddie's relationships. Buck gets over Abby and Shannon comes back so Buck dates Ali. Shannon dies and then Buck gets dumped by Ali. Eddie starts dating Ana so Buck starts dating Taylor. Eddie dumps Ana and next season problems arise with Buck and Taylor. Tia Pepa starts setting Eddie up on dates so Buck starts seeing Natalia. Eddie begins a relationship with Marisol and Buck breaks up with Natalia and then, right as things get serious with Marisol, enter Tommy...only for Eddie to crash and burn with Marisol. Three months later adios Tommy. Overlap. And usually it's Buck starting to date after Eddie and then ending his relationships after Eddie. As for hobbies, I know Ryan dances and does art and I think there's pics of Oliver mountain climbing, horseback riding, kayaking (or canoeing, I can't really tell), and playing guitar so maybe that will be a thing in future episodes. He's also big on animal, wildlife and tree conservation. I love it when actors bring real life talents and hobbies into their roles. It makes them more well-rounded.

Maybe it’s just me but I think something Buck needs to learn is a relationship can be real and serious and meaningful without diving in. This man is always asking people to move in (okay twice but he also just moves in with Abby) Like it’s hard to get out of lease contracts -moving in after six months is decently fast (not wrong or too fast but still)

I’m excited to see what “hobbies” he takes up and how he deals with another breakup. But I also wouldn’t mind to see Buck attempt some type of casual dating. It could actually be interesting to see him balance casual dating/hookups vs 1.0

I hope Buck never stops learning things about himself. I hope he stays open to whatever comes his way. That might be a new guy, a new girl, or (in my wildest dreams) Eddie. I want to see him feel comfortable being bisexual and his happiness with himself not tied to a relationship. I don’t want him to be comfortable because the person he’s dating is comfortable with themselves. I just want him to be happy.

Oliver Stark loves Buck more than any of us. So I trust that he won’t do anything without it being a genuine part of Buck’s journey.

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goalhofer · 2 months ago

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2024 olympians representing non country of residence part 9

Samoa: Kaiya Brown, swimming (Auckland, New Zealand); Samalulu Clifton, canoeing (Auckland, New Zealand); Tuva'a Clifton, canoeing (Auckland, New Zealand); Akazawa Gaku, wrestling (Tokyo, Japan); Lalomilo Lalomilo, rugby (Auckland, New Zealand); Eroni Leilua, sailing (Auckland, New Zealand); Tom Maiava, rugby (Sydney, Australia); Alamanda Motuga, rugby (Auckland, New Zealand); Alex Rose, athletics (West Branch, Michigan) & William Tai-Tin, judo (Melbourne, Australia) San Marino: Myles Amine, wrestling (Novi, Michigan) Saudi Arabia: Abdulrahman Alrajhi, equestrian (Marburg, Germany) Senegal: Yves Bourhis, canoeing (Gouesnac'h, France); Ibrahim Diaw, table tennis (Paris, France); Ndèye Diongue, fencing (Saint-Maur-Des-Fossès, France); Oumy Diop, swimming (Grenoble, France) & Matthieu Seye, swimming (Aix-Les-Bains, France) Serbia: Yvonne Anderson, basketball (Columbia, Missouri); Tijana Bošković, volleyball (Bileća, Bosnia & Herzegovina); Strahinja Bunčić (Banja Luka, Bosnia & Herzegovina); Saša Čađo, basketball (Sarajevo, Bosnia & Herzegovina); Sara Ćirković, boxing (Bratunac, Bosnia & Herzegovina); Angela Dugalić, basketball (Des Plaines, Illinois); Tina Krajišnik, basketball (Sarajevo, Bosnia & Herzegovina); Aleksandr Komarov, wrestling (St. Petersburg, Russia); Nemanja Majdov (Istočno Sarajevo, Bosnia & Herzegovina); Nikolay Pimenov; Jr., rowing (Moscow, Russia); Ivana Raca, basketball (Athens, Greece); Natalia Shadrina, boxing (Yakutsk, Russia); Velimir Stjepanović, (Dubai, U.A.E.); Khetag Tsabolov, wrestling (Vladikavkaz, Russia) & Nemanja Vico, water polo (Kotor, Montenegro) Seychelles: Simon Bachmann, swimming (Nice, France) Singapore: Caroline Chew, equestrian (London, U.K.) & Shannon Tan, golf (Charters Towers, Australia) Slovenia: Eugenia Bujak, cycling (Sosnowiec, Poland) & Elizabeth Omoregie, handball (Bucharest, Romania) South Africa: Kayle Blignaut, athletics (Rome, Italy); Matthew Guise-Brown, field hockey (London, U.K.); Antonie Nortje, athletics (College Station, Texas) & Nic Spooner, field hockey (Hamburg, Germany) South Korea: Byeong-Hun An, golf (Orlando, Florida); Mi-Mi Huh, judo (Tokyo, Japan); Ji-Su Kim, judo (Himeji, Japan); Jin-Young Ko, golf (Frisco, Texas) & Hee-Young Yang, golf (Orlando, Florida) South Sudan: Sunday Dech, basketball (Perth, Australia); Majok Deng, basketball (Adelaide, Australia); Wenyen Gabriel, basketball (Manchester, New Hampshire); Kacoul Jok, basketball (Des Moines, Iowa); Carlik Jones, basketball (Cincinnati, Ohio); Bul Kuol, basketball (Canberra, Australia); Anyiarbany Makoi, basketball (St. Louis, Missouri); Khaman Maluch, basketball (Kampala, Uganda); Lucia Moris, athletics (Nairobi, Kenya); Anunwa Omet, basketball (Mahtomedi, Minnesota); Marial Shayok, basketball (Ottawa, Ontario) & J.T. Thor, basketball (Norcross, Georgia) Spain: Lorenzo Brown, basketball (Roswell, Georgia); Gerard Clapés, field hockey (Eindhoven, The Netherlands); Andy Criere, surfing (Hendaye, France); Megan Gustafson, basketball (Port Wing, Wisconsin); Marc Miralles, field hockey (Bloemendaal, The Netherlands); Jon Rahm, golf (Scottsdale, Arizona) & Carmen Weiler, swimming (Singapore) Sudan: Yaseen Abdalla, athletics (Austin, Texas) & Ziyad Saleem, swimming (Milwaukee, Wisconsin) Suriname: Irvin Hoost, swimming (Miami, Florida) Sweden: Ludvig Åberg, golf (Tallahassee, Florida); Rolf-Göran Bengtsson, equestrian (Breitenburg, Germany); Therese Nilshagen, equestrian (Niedershachen, Germany); Alex Norén, golf (Jupiter, Florida); Louise Romeike, equestrian (Meyn, Germany); Sofia Sjöborg, equestrian (London, U.K.) & Henrik Von Eckermann, equestrian (Peel En Maas, The Netherlands) Switzerland: Alexandre Dällenbach, pentathlon (Saint-Denis, France); Nikita Ducarroz, cycling (Sonoma County, California); Albane Valenzuela, golf (Dallas, Texas); Zoé Vergé-Dépré, volleyball (Berne, Germany) & Felix Vogg, equestrian (Weiblingen, Germany) Syria: Hasan Bayan, judo (Berlin, Germany) & Lais Najjar, gymnastics (Ann Arbor, Michigan) Thailand: Jai Angsuthasawit, cycling (Adelaide, Australia)

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