#Rosy Cordero

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Morfydd Clark | “TROP” FYC Interview Talking about Galadriel’s magical weapon, Nenya. Interview by Rosy Cordero [+] MORFYDD [GIF Collection] 🌷 [+] ..more INTERVIEWS ☕️

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Rosy Cordero: Unofficial Mayans MC picket today! 🙌🏽💯 X - X - X

why is Danny there when Andrew isn't and vice versa, I'm screaming into a pillow.

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🔹Jesse Lee Soffer & Derek Haas Show Support for WGA🔹

via Deadline & Rosy Cordero

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"Gary Oldman and the Slow Horses gang return with the first two episodes of Season 3 on December 1, with new episodes to be released individually each Friday through December 29 via Apple (...)

In Season 3, adapted from Real Tigers, the third novel in the Mick Herron series, a romantic liaison in Istanbul threatens to expose a buried MI5 secret in London. When Jackson Lamb (Oldman) and his team of misfits are dragged into the fight, they find themselves caught in a conspiracy that threatens the future not just of Slough House but of MI5 itself."

Source: Rosy Cordero (2023, sep20) - Deadline.

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President and prospects ✊ PH: Rosy Cordero (Deadline)

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Libby Spotlight: eAudiobook Fiction Picks for Hispanic Heritage Month

L.A. Weather by María Amparo Escandón (read by Frankie Corzo)

L.A. is parched, dry as a bone, and all Oscar, the weather-obsessed patriarch of the Alvarado family, desperately wants is a little rain. He’s harboring a costly secret that distracts him from everything else. His wife, Keila, desperate for a life with a little more intimacy and a little less Weather Channel, feels she has no choice but to end their marriage. Their three daughters—Claudia, a television chef with a hard-hearted attitude; Olivia, a successful architect who suffers from gentrification guilt; and Patricia, a social media wizard who has an uncanny knack for connecting with audiences but not with her lovers—are blindsided and left questioning everything they know. Each will have to take a critical look at her own relationships and make some tough decisions along the way.

With quick wit and humor, Maria Amparo Escandón follows the Alvarado family as they wrestle with impending evacuations, secrets, deception, and betrayal, and their toughest decision yet: whether to stick together or burn it all down.

Next Year in Havana by Chanel Cleeton (read by Kyla Garcia)

After the death of her beloved grandmother, a Cuban-American woman travels to Havana, where she discovers the roots of her identity--and unearths a family secret hidden since the revolution...

Havana, 1958. The daughter of a sugar baron, nineteen-year-old Elisa Perez is part of Cuba's high society, where she is largely sheltered from the country's growing political unrest--until she embarks on a clandestine affair with a passionate revolutionary...

Miami, 2017. Freelance writer Marisol Ferrera grew up hearing romantic stories of Cuba from her late grandmother Elisa, who was forced to flee with her family during the revolution. Elisa's last wish was for Marisol to scatter her ashes in the country of her birth.

Arriving in Havana, Marisol comes face-to-face with the contrast of Cuba's tropical, timeless beauty and its perilous political climate. When more family history comes to light and Marisol finds herself attracted to a man with secrets of his own, she'll need the lessons of her grandmother's past to help her understand the true meaning of courage.

This is the first volume of "The Perez Family" series.

Olga Dies Dreaming by Xóchitl González (read by Almarie Guerra)

It's 2017, and Olga and her brother, Pedro "Prieto" Acevedo, are bold-faced names in their hometown of New York. Prieto is a popular congressman representing their gentrifying Latinx neighborhood in Brooklyn while Olga is the tony wedding planner for Manhattan's powerbrokers.

Despite their alluring public lives, behind closed doors things are far less rosy. Sure, Olga can orchestrate the love stories of the 1%, but she can't seem to find her own...until she meets Matteo, who forces her to confront the effects of long-held family secrets...

Twenty-seven years ago, their mother, Blanca, a Young Lord-turned-radical, abandoned her children to advance a militant political cause, leaving them to be raised by their grandmother. Now, with the winds of hurricane season, Blanca has come barreling back into their lives.

Set against the backdrop of New York City in the months surrounding the most devastating hurricane in Puerto Rico's history, Olga Dies Dreaming is a story that examines political corruption, familial strife and the very notion of the American dream--all while asking what it really means to weather a storm.

The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros (read by Sandra Cisneros)

Acclaimed by critics, beloved by readers of all ages, taught everywhere from inner-city grade schools to universities across the country, and translated all over the world, The House on Mango Street is the remarkable story of Esperanza Cordero.

Told in a series of vignettes – sometimes heartbreaking, sometimes deeply joyous–it is the story of a young Latina girl growing up in Chicago, inventing for herself who and what she will become. Few other books in our time have touched so many readers.

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i genuinely forgot that i had tumblr hajssks but have Sad Tragic Cowgirl Yuri as an apology! i’m a beginner writer so this might be a little sloppy—feel free to give constructive criticism!

as usual, tw for religious themes, systemic homophobia (1800s) ^^

Dearest Mary-Anne Joseph-

It is without pride that I send you these words. “The Devil has taken over your mind,” you may tell me, and you may forsake me as your dearest friend; shut a Sinner out of your mind like the good woman you are .

But it is all the same to me, Mary-Anne. I only pray you do not forget me so quickly.

I do not know what wicked fiend I should have been; what terrible trance I should have felt to feel so unnaturally about you under His gaze. A fair maiden as prosperous as me should have led normal, proved true, proved a simple wife. For all my life I have proven a simple woman.

Jonathan proved a good man; a good father, a good husband, but he, in all his glory and splendor, has never in my eyes been my husband. It is a true, heavy burden in my heart that I could have not loved him as he did I, loved us together as our mothers and fathers did. For that reason I wish the best for poor Jonathan Cordero, and wish him health and wealth while I am gone.

When we met in Saint Leora’s, I do not think I’ve felt such a way with anyone else. It is not to say I would wish to touch you without innocence, like a brothel lady, nor do I desire you in trivial envy.

It is rather that the moment I saw you once more I wanted to map out your body—red hairs, rosy cheeks, eyes as blue as your dress—so when the Lord sends me off to hell for such unwomanly thoughts I may remember that face and bask in the very thought of it.

Let Lucifer silence the hell around me—I could burn remembering the song in your voice, the vibrato in your laugh. Let Beelzebub burn me to the end of my wits—I will rot remembering the heat of my face, after lying in the grass with you.

And so you will never see me again, Mary-Anne, but know you have made me a poet, a singer, an artist.

I will never pass by fields without thinking of your body buried so beautifully under flowers, like a painting, like a princess. I will never sing to myself by campfires without thinking of your small, sweet songs; never fall asleep looking at the stars wishing I could’ve looked at you instead.

If He hath sent me to the Inferno already, he has done so my entire life; and knowing I would suffer longingly in silence, knowing I could not live through the body of a man, through the love of a man so normally.

I only hope you can read this, Mary-Anne Joseph, if not for your reservations, and not for my sloppy writing. You never quite liked how I held a pen. Please tell Jonathan I am sorry.

I love you.

Sincerely,

Flora William Cordero

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Noma Dumezweni, Gabby Beans e Sarunas J. Jackson embarcam na série 'Presumed Innocent' da Apple TV+

Por Rosy Cordero Noma Dumezweni, Gabby Beans and Sarunas J. Jackson Rachell Smith/David Noles/Mike Cunningham Noma Dumezweni ( The Undoing ), Gabby Beans (Succession) e Sarunas J. Jackson ( Insecure ) se juntaram ao elenco da série limitada da Apple TV+ Presumed Innocent . Inspirado no thriller de tribunal de Scott Turow,  Presumed Innocent  é a história de um assassinato horrível que vira de…

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What To Watch: The Haunting Of Bly Manor, The Right Stuff, & Supernatural | Entertainment Weekly

What To Watch: The Haunting Of Bly Manor, The Right Stuff, & Supernatural | Entertainment Weekly

This week on What to Watch, host Gerrad Hall and EW’s Nick Romano, Rosy Cordero, and Chancellor Agard check out the final season of ‘Supernatural’ and the new streamable series ‘The Haunting of Bly Manor’ and ‘The Right Stuff.’ Subscribe to EW ►► http://bit.ly/EWSubscribe See all your favorite celebs spill things you never knew. Scarlett Johansson reveals when the OG Marvel stars really believed…

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telemarina girls from the last week :) Choose Your Love Interest In The Comments Below

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would you want to write when nali wakes up and rosie has to take him to the hospital 🥺

:( sad Sunday hrs. I’m Depressed </3

Tw/ for implied mental hospitals vjcucjc idk if that’s a trigger for anyone else but ❤️

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Rosé's heart pounded in his chest as Denali began to stir in his sleep, the light seeping in though the blinds shining on Denali’s sleeping face. Rosé had let Denali sleep well into the morning, staying awake right by his side and watching his every move, playing in his head how the conversation would go when Denali awoke.

Denali blinked his eyes up at Rosé, still swollen and red from the night before.

“You stayed,” he said, voice hoarse but quiet.

Sighing, Rosé rubbed hard at his eyes to stop the tears from welling up. “Cordero.”

Denali felt his stomach drop, he hadn’t heard Rosé use his real name in so long, even when they were together and in love he only ever used it in the most serious situations. The last time he’d heard it was when they’d broken up.

“What?”

“I-I think it’s in your best interest if I take you somewhere,” he managed, nausea ebbing and flowing within him like a strong tide.

Squeezing his eyes shut, Denali pretended not to know what he meant. “Take me where?”

Throwing out his act of indifference, Rosé grabbed his hand, gently stroking the back of it. “Baby, you need to go to the hospital for a bit. It’s not safe for you to be alone like this. I’m so sorry, so so sorry.”

Denali shook his head, lip wobbling as he tried not to cry, even though Rosé was crying himself. “I don’t need to, I’m okay. I promise.”

Rosé shook his head. “Honey, you’re not. You aren’t and that’s okay, you need some help.”

“But- but why can’t you just stay with me. You can keep me safe.”

As much as Rosé wished he could, he couldn’t. If it wasn’t for him, Denali might be better off. He might not be falling apart on the inside, he might not have to feel like everything was crashing down around him. “Dero,” he said sadly.

It was then Denali knew it wasn’t up for debate. Things were getting too scary and deep down he knew he couldn’t live much longer like this.

“But what about Donut? Who will take care of her?”

Rosé’s heart broke, the pain splitting him at the seams. “I will, baby. I’ll stay here and make sure she’s taken care of, okay? She’ll be waiting for you when you’re feeling a bit better. Mik’s gonna fly in this morning and he called a place that has a room for you. He sent me a list of things you can pack, how about I help you?”

Denali grabbed the worn out bear he’d kept on his bed since Rosé had given it to him when they were together, clutching it to his chest as he cried. “I don’t want to go.”

Rosé pulled him close, tucking his frail body against his chest as he shook like a leaf. “I know, I know, but you need too. You’re too important to keep hurting yourself like this.”

He let out a choked up sob, letting out all his hurt and anguish into Rosé’s neck. Rosé did his best to soothe him, rubbing up and down his thin arms and hushing him gently.

“It’s okay, baby, let it out. We can pack when you’re ready.”

Denali continued melting down in Rosé’s arms, saying things that just proved he needed help now before something awful happened. Finally, he calmed down enough to breathe somewhat normally, his chest still heaving slightly.

“I need to go, don’t I?”

Rosé kissed his temple. “You do, baby, but I’m here for you and Mik is on his way, we’re gonna make sure you’re okay.”