#Silvia Miro

[sexcontigo]

Te miro como si fueras lo que más deseo porque anhelo que seas mía desde la primera vez que te vi. Te observo como si fueras la única mujer para mí porque, en realidad, es así: no puedo pensar en ninguna otra. En cuanto a ser la más hermosa, no tengas ninguna duda de que a mis ojos lo eres

Snake Sander - Jugando con una serpiente

[loracarol]

So my library had this display. I haven't played BG3 but in case anyone else is interested?

Each book has a bookmark that says "If you romanced [name] then try this!", then the name:

Astarion - Ordinary Monsters by J. M. Miro

Halsin - Does It Fart?: The Definitive Field Guide to Animal Flatulence by Nick Caruso and Dani Rabaiotti

The Guardian - Binti: The Complete Trilogy by Okorafor, Nnedi

Minthara - The Salt Grows Heavy by Cassandra Khaw

Shadowheart - Monstress by Marjorie Liu and Sana Takeda

Mizora - Velvet Was the Night by Silvia Moreno-Garcia

Minsc - Foundryside by Robert Jackson Bennett

Lae-zel - The Poppy War by R. F. Kuang

Wyll - The Wicked + The Divine by Kieron Gillen

Karlach - Bloody Rose by Nicholas Eames

Jaheira - Circe by Madeline Miller

Gale - The Starless Sea by Erin Morgenstern

[cars3s]

Oh dude, I am reading "Mexican Gothic" by Silvia Moreno-García and I NEED a fanfic like that with SpUk

where Antonio is called to the Kirkland mansion to discover the mystery of that house that is poisoning one of his relatives. Of course located somewhere in northern Spain. Honestly, the dynamic between Noemí and Francis, Noemí an extroverted woman, with a somewhat strong but kind character and a more liberal self with Francis, someone who is more shy, reserved, grumpy and has a melancholic past. That totally reminded me of Antonio and Arthur.

I will finish the novel and see if I write myself a fanfic like that, I would love to put references to 19th Century literature like Don Juan Tenorio or the lyrical stories of Gabriel Miro, ofc Wuthering Heights and Carmilla.

Plus:

In Mexico there is a town that was previously dedicated to mining called "Real del Monte" that has influences in terms of Spanish architecture from the colonial period but also elements of English Victorian architecture from the English migration to the country for the mining industry during the 19th century. Real del Monte, It's where "Mexican Gothic" takes place.

[a-traves-de-mi-espejo]

La enfermedad del miedo

Así. Así le dijo Silvia ayer. Me quedé pensando en eso. En como opera desde el miedo. Pero tal vez, es de terror.

El terror a que te descubran y a que no te descubran. El terror a la comida, el terror a lo que los demás piensen. El terror constante a todo lo que viene asociado a eso. El terror a que tus afectos te abandonen, porque comes o porque no comes.

El terror a que en el proceso te gobierne a otro nivel, que se vaya de mambo y entre gritos y garras destroce a todos a mi alrededor.

Ayer también Silvia preguntó que forma tenía. Le dije que no sabía, pero que tenía uñas, garras. Siento ahora que abre sus enormes fauces y está que brama ¿Cómo se me ocurre contar cómo es? y un poco, ahora, tengo miedo.

Tengo miedo que activa mecanismos que no puedo controlar. Tengo miedo y me empuja a cocinar algo que me gusta, como unos brownies para merendar. Para que después de comerlos me de asco yo misma, me tense que estén en mi casa, me enoje que estén en mi casa. No los quiero acá. Pienso que la forma de eliminarlos es comiéndolos. Siento la tensión en el cuerpo. Me tenso. Mi mente se tensa. No quiero comerlos. Quiero comerlos. Quiero eliminarlos, desarparecerlos. El castigo es tragar lo que gusta. Arrancarle el placer a lo que me gusta. Que me de asco yo misma por haber hecho eso.

La vergüenza de contarlo. La vergüenza de ¿cómo vas a hablar de comida? ¿cómo vas a desear comer?, ¿como se te ocurre que eso te de algún tipo de placer? Me despoja de la poca satisfacción que pueda darme.

Me lo arranca. Me deja vacía. Tirada en la cama. Agotada. Siento que perdí otra batalla, otra vez. Siento que gano una cada vez que me arrastro hasta la clínica, pierdo otra cuando vuelvo y siento el impulso desde adentro del atracón.

Respiro hondo. Puedo con esto. Puedo con esto. Soy más fuerte que esto.

Ahí está, el control. El monstruo de mil caras. El control también le pertenece. Gobierna en el control, gobierna en el asco, gobierna en el impulso. Tranto de frenar. No puedo frenar.

Silvia decía que observe, que trate de solo observar por ahora, no hace falta que intente solucionar todo.

No puedo. No puedo solo observar. De lo obsesiva me pienso, me pienso un montón. Lo pienso, pienso a mi TCA como un monstro inmenso, negro, amorfo, como de cenizas. Un poco de intangible. Porque se arma y se desarma. Polimorfo, mejor dicho. Se arma, se desarma. Se transforma. Me clava los colmillos y cedo. Me clava los colmillos y lloro. No puedo con esto. Quiero vomitar. No puedo vomitar. No me sale vomitar. Pero quiero hacerlo.

Se me revuelve el estómago ¿Cómo se me ocurre cocinar algo rico para compartir con mi novio? No podes desear eso. En la gordura no cabe el deseo. Porque el deseo no puede competerte. Solo le corresponde a aquellos que la delgadez les ha sido otorgada. No ganada. No. Porque aunque la consiga no soy "digna". No me es propia. He luchado toda la vida por eso. Por llegar ahí, por ser lo suficientemente flaca para poder elegir lo que me gusta. Pero no lo soy. Nunca lo seré. Porque por más de que yo sepa que las caderas anchas responden a mis huesos, debería haber tenido una cadera más chica. Es por eso que como no me ha tocado, debo responder a este castigo divino. Me corresponde. Lo merezco.

Me miro en el espejo. No me veo ¿Me veo? ¿Quién es ella? Me clavo las uñas en la panza. Me la quiero arrancar. Todo quiero arrancar. La carne que sobra. De los brazos sobra. De las piernas sobra. Lo que cuelga, lo flojo, lo grotesco, me da asco.

Tanto asco, que no quiero comer.

[yukalipaginaliteraria]

EUDORA WELTY, Autora: Silvia Sánchez Muñoz

1|Paisajes Norteamericanos. Eudora Welty Eudora es Eudora. Ojos despiertos y dientes de conejo. Cuando miro sus fotos en las que a menudo sonríe, me recuerda a una vecina entrañable de mi infancia que llamaba a la puerta para ofrecernos una buena porción de tarta de cerezas. Eudora es Eudora porque un día decidió abandonar su cámara de fotos en un banco de París –décadas después de plasmar con…

[lucisisi]

Siempre siempre siempre que viajábamos en auto papá nos hacia mirar por la ventana, era casi obligatorio que aprovecháramos el paisaje, que nos nutriéramos de la visión de la naturaleza circundante, que valoráramos los puentes y edificios, que observáramos todos los detalles del afuera, que hiciéramos turismo en definitiva. Era una alternativa para que dejáramos de pelear con mis hermanos: por el asiento, por la almohada, por la música, por el aire acondicionado. Nos abríamos paso a codazos, luchando por el espacio, comprimidos en la camioneta Mercedes de mi padre, que finalmente optó por instalar un asiento en la parte de atrás para que uno -el mas desgraciado de los 4- viajara con las valijas en la parte de atrás, sin aire y con los sonidos apaciguados del CD que tocaba. A veces eso también era un alivio porque a mis padres les gustaba escuchar Maná o Enya, lo que personalmente, ya de niña, me provocaba impulsos suicidas. La mayor parte del tiempo íbamos ensimismados en pensamientos, extrañando cada uno su espacio personal, forzados a estar en familia. Y en ese sentido, el afuera no estaba tan mal, eran ciudades abismales, campos interminables de color verde impactante o de un rojizo rocoso o un paisaje arenoso y seco que acompañaba esa suerte de meditación en parentella. Pobre el que viajaba en el medio.

Por eso no me resulta ahora para nada extraño elegir este estado de pegoteo 24/7 con los relativos, con los coapellidadados, los de mi clan. Miro por la ventana como un descanso del discurso interminable de mi tía que escucho de forma intermitente. Ella insiste: “Vean: mil tonos de verde en la llanura levemente ondulada, parece Uruguay ¿se acuerdan de los libros de geografía? … a mi lo que no me gusta es el invierno, sufro con la oscuridad…las cosas que pasamos, si ustedes supieran”.

Volvimos a Suecia bajo el prestigio de mi padre. Como en tantas otras cosas, papá nos allanó el camino, nos dejó una marca y dijo, aunque sin palabras, “Si van acá y dicen mi nombre, todo les será mas fácil.” Incluso en este territorio lejano donde se armaron la vida mis primos y primas, sus hijes, sus padres, sus suegros y suegras, con su insoportable cercanía y con lo difícil que es estar lejos también. Le pregunté a mi tío si había sido muy díficil aprender a hablar sueco sin internet y sin dinero y me dijo “A mi no me resultó más díficil que otras cosas en ese momento. Un día no entendes nada, al otro sabes decir un hola, un gracias, tu nombre, donde queda el baño, las frases se alargan y hasta el acento se pierde, pero el arraigo solo si vos querés”.

Ahora mi tía habla de Silvia Sommerlight (debo chequear este nombre pues es demasiado perfecto) la reina sueca que es, en verdad, brasilera. Su padre era parte del partido pronazi, detalle no menor. “Todas las colonias grandes necesitan un zángano”. Y agrega: “Es totalmente inapropiado, hasta el lobby lo podría hacer alguien con más conocimiento y capacidad técnica.” Mi tía si que domina la oratoria y yo soy fan de su murmullo sin pausa desde que amanece hasta que se duerme aunque las horas solares alarguen surrealmente los días aquí y yo no tenga cabal idea de donde estoy ni geográfica ni históricamente. Aunque no sé un pomo de la monarquía, ni mucho menos del dolor del exilio. Aunque si del de la muerte y como beatifica a las personas, como da nostalgia y continuidad al tejido agujereado de las familias, impulsadas a querer juntarse en la distancia, a querer hacerse espacio en la cercanía. Afuera el pasto sigue infinito y me sonrío, me relajo, medito intentando ubicar la mirada en la línea del horizonte y pienso en que voy a contar cuando me toque hablar a mi.

[toopunkrockforshul]

Finally finished the last book for full blackout for 2023 bingo!

All hard mode except the robots one because I wasn't sure going in what role the robot would play. I don't think I can in good conscious claim that he was a protagonist though.

5 star reads (in order of prompt number):

Sunshine by Robin McKinley

When the Angels Left the Old Country by Sacha Lamb

Some Desperate Glory by Emily Tesh

The Pomegranate Gate by Ariel Kaplan

The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your Home by Jeffrey Cranor and Joseph Fink

Full details below the cut:

Title with a Title (Hard Mode: Not a title of royalty) A Master of Djinn by P. Djèlí Clark - 4 stars

Superheroes (Hard Mode: Not related to DC or Marvel) Ordinary Monsters by J.M. Miro - 4 stars

Bottom of the TBR (Hard Mode: None, its already hard enough) Mister Impossible by Maggie Stiefvater - 4.75

tars

Magical Realism or Literary Fantasy (Hard Mode: Not one of the books in the Magic Realism recs thread) Uncommon Charm by Emily Bergslien and Kat Weaver - 4 stars

Young Adult (Hard Mode: Published in the last 5 years) The Way Back by Gavriel Savit - 4.75 stars

Mundane Jobs (Hard Mode: Does not take place on Earth) Mindtouch by M.C.A Hogarth - 4.75 stars

Published in the 00s (Hard Mode: Not in the top 30 of r/Fantasy best of 2023 list) Sunshine by Robin McKinley - 5 stars

Angels and Demons (Hard Mode: Protagonist is an angel or a demon) When the Angels Left the Old Country by Sacha Lamb - 5 stars

5 SFF Short Stories (Hard Mode: Read an entire SFF anthology or collection) Love After the End:An Anthology of Two-Spirit and Indigiqueer Speculative Fiction by Joshua Whitehead - 4 stars

Horror (Hard Mode: Not Stephen King or H.P. Lovecraft): The Voice of the Blood by Jemiah Jefferson - 4.75 stars

Self-published or Indie Publisher (Hard Mode: self pub and has fewer than 100 ratings) The Dying of the Golden Day by Carrie Gessner - 3.75 stars

Set in the Middle East/Middle Eastern SFF (Hard Mode: Author is of Middle Eastern heritage) The Bruising of Qilwa by Naseem Jamnia - 4.5 stars

Published in 2023 (Hard Mode: Debut novel) Some Desperate Glory by Emily Tesh - 5 stars

Multiverse and Alternative Realities (Hard Mode: Characters do not walk through a literal door in order to get to another world) The Pomegranate Gate by Ariel Kaplan - 5 stars

POC Author (Hard Mode: Takes place in a futuristic, sci-fi world) Hexarchate Stories by Yoon Ha Lee - 4.25 stars

Bookclub or Readalong Book (Hard Mode: read as part of a bookclub and participate in the discussion) Gods of Jade and Shadow by Silvia Moreno-Garcia - 2 stars

Novella (Hard Mode: Novella is not published by Tordotcom Publishing) The Seep by Chana Porter - 4.75 stars

Mythical Beasts (Hard Mode: No dragons or dragon-like creatures) Drink Slay Love by Sarah Beth Durst - 3.5 stars

Elemental Magic (Hard Mode: Not V.E. Schwab's Shades of Magic series or Jim Butcher's Codex Alera series) The Last Sun by K.D. Edwards - 4.75 stars

Myths and Retellings (Hard Mode: Not Greek or Roman mythology) The Raven Tower by Ann Leckie - 4.25 stars

Queernorm Setting (Hard Mode: Not a futuristic setting) The Door into Shadow by Diane Duane - 4.25 stars

Coastal or Island Setting (Hard Mode: The book also features sea-faring) The Adventures of Amina Al-Sirafi by S.A. Chakraborty - 4 stars

Druids (Hard Mode: Not The Iron Druid Chronicles by Kevin Hearne) The Dawnhounds by Sascha Stronach - 4.5 stars

Featuring Robots (Hard Mode: Robot is the protagonist) He, She and It by Marge Piercy - 3.5 stars

Sequel (Hard Mode: Book 3 or on in the series) The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your Home by Jeffrey Cranor and Joseph Fink - 5 stars

[fuckindamnrih]

La espera.

No he hecho un recap en IG, Twitter o cualquier otra red social. Creo que es el primer año.

Pensándolo bien quizás es un tanto injusto, he experimentado sensaciones que parecían dormidas, he ido a mil conciertos increíbles, descubierto mucha música, disfrutado del mar como nunca, viajado (quizás menos de lo que me gustaría)... sí, lo malo ha sido muy malo, ¿pero lo bueno? Lo bueno ha sido mejor. Aún así, como humanos nos empeñamos en regocijarnos en el dolor y sumirnos en una tristeza que por momentos corta hasta la respiración. ¿Cómo puede la cabeza llegar a ser tan autodestructiva? Siempre que lo pienso me acuerdo de Silvia.

Quizás el vacío que siento ahora mismo es una decepción horrible, primero conmigo misma, segundo con mi propia conciencia, y después probablemente sea con ella. Toda mi vida me he jactado de decir y asegurar que yo estaba hecha para la soledad, que difícilmente alguien cambiaría mi parecer. Eso que no paraba de repetirme se me fue desmontando poco a poco, día a día, mes a mes, hasta llegar hasta aquí. Ha habido momentos donde he valorado la posibilidad de que quizás me había obcecado, pero cada lágrima que se me caía por la mejilla me demostraba que no, que lo que sentía era de verdad y la pena que me invadía cada vez que veía alejarse la posibilidad de enseñarle todo lo que soy a alguien por primera vez, era solo una muestra más de que estaba dispuesta a enamorarme de esa persona hasta que respirar me fuese totalmente innecesario. Siento que no acabé de entrar ahí, pero el haber estado tan cerca me está matando.

En el fondo siempre fui consciente del desenlace. Siempre supe que mi camino era el más empinando y empedrado, que era imposible que yo llegase antes al pico de la montaña, para que eso ocurriese tenían que allanarme el camino un poco, solo así podría llegar, y no pasó. Recuerdo leer un mail en la celebración de mi cumpleaños, me escapé de donde estábamos y al leerlo lo primero que recorrió mi cuerpo fue el miedo, un miedo inmenso, eso no me podía estar pasando a mi, y no, en realidad no estaba pasando. A veces me pregunto si mi imaginación fue más allá de la propia realidad, aunque las palabras fuesen reales y los momentos los sintiese con todas las partes de mi cuerpo.

Siendo sincera creo que el dolor que puedo sentir viene de haber dejado de ser como he sido siempre, de bajar la guardia, de fiarme, de creer que por un momento sí me iban a dar la mano para subir la cuesta. Que no todo serían palabras. Pero esa cuesta era tan larga como un tablero, y en realidad mi dado nunca tuvo ningún número.

No sé si las palabras fueron reales, me cuesta creerlo, aunque las miradas y los gestos pesan mucho, quizás también llegaron a ser producto de mi imaginación. Todavía tengo muchos "te quiero" clavados en la conciencia. Muchas miradas, gestos y caricias. Todavía veo algo y pienso en regalárselo. Todavía miro al mar y pienso en lo bonito que sería enseñarle todo esto. Todavía tengo ese viaje en camper clavado y escrito en mi lista de deseos. Todavía creo que algún día tocará en mi puerta. Todavía creo que todo lo que iba a pasar, pasará. Que todas esas conversaciones mirando al mar llegarán. Y que ese fin de año en Sydney será una realidad. Todavía.

El problema al que me enfrento ahora es la espera. La espera de no querer quererla, de cogerle hasta un poco de tirria. La espera de no sentir. La espera de no añorar su cuerpo. La espera de no querer parar de recorrerlo a cualquier hora del día. La espera de no desear un abrazo suyo. La espera de querer dejar de esperar.

El problema no es haberme enamorado, es que estaba empezando a hacerlo de la forma más pura y más real que he sentido nunca. Porque por primera vez en mi vida creo que mi corazón sí estaba dispuesto a dejar entrar a alguien bien adentro, donde no hay luz, para iluminarlo un poquito. El problema es que el enamoramiento se quedó a medias, y me está costando horrores dejarlo marchar.

Todo llega, aunque no quiera. Todo llega, aunque crea que es un error. Todo llega, aunque siga pensando lo mismo que hace 5 meses, por mucho que duela. Todo llega, por desgracia.

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[cultfaction]

Preview- Panic Beats (Standard Edition Bluray)

Preview- Panic Beats (Standard Edition Bluray)

Directed by Jacinto Molina, Panic Beats stars Paul Naschy, Julia Saly, Lola Gaos, Silvia Miro, Frances Ondiviela, Manuel Zarzo, Jose Vivo, and Charly Bravo. Spanish horror legend Paul Naschy wrote directed and stars in this dark and macabre tale of lust, betrayal and ghostly vengeance. Naschy plays a descendent of the Alaric de Marnac character first seen in his 1973 film Horror Rises From the…

[blackberry-wine]

(via https://open.spotify.com/track/6t2vcP38D08xYdioGyOUC6?si=BsbNduN_TUS8to8u4ikX5w)

[fashionarchivebyto]

Silvia Prada. Prada a tope.

Texto: Daniel García

Vanidad #126 Junio 2006

[upthewitchypunx]

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[accident-prone-agustin]

Agustín Ramón Valera Sepúlveda Character Sheet

Now we are practical men of the world / We tether our dreams to the turf  /And cruise down these alleys for honey to feed them / Jellyfish riding the surf (x)

Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto / Me dio el corazón que agita su marco / Cuando miro el fruto del cerebro humano / Cuando miro al bueno tan lejos del malo / Cuando miro al fondo de tus ojos claros / Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto / Me ha dado la risa y me ha dado el llanto / Así yo distingo dicha de quebranto / Los dos materiales que forman mi canto / Y el canto de ustedes que es mi mismo canto / Y el canto de todos que es mi propio canto (x)

Everybody knows that the boat is leaking / Everybody knows that the captain lied / Everybody got this broken feeling / Like their father or their dog just died (x)

Translation of the Spanish song:

Life has given me so much Gave me a human heart That tears itself apart When I look at the things we do In our world, in our neighbourhood The evil and the good The foolish and the wise When I look into the depths Of my own true love's eyes

Thanks to life, which has given me so much It has given me laughter and it has given me tears Thus I distinguish between joy and pain, They are all elements of my song and of your song, which is all one and the same Thanks to life, which has given me so much

Archetype — The Caregiver

Birthday — October 6th, 1973

Zodiac Sign — Libra lol

MBTI — ESFJ 

Enneagram — 2w3 “The Host”

Temperament — Sanguine

Hogwarts House — Hufflepuff Primary, Hufflepuff Secondary

Moral Alignment — Chaotic Good 

Primary Vice — Wrath

Primary Virtue — Charity

Overview:

Mother — Ana Lucia “Analía” Sepúlveda Gómez 

Father — Emilio Eduardo “Lalo” Valera de Castro

Mother’s Occupation — Teacher 

Father’s Occupation — Musician (vallenato, cumbia, bachata)

Family Finances — Stable enough but never anything in savings and always knew that certain privileges the wealthier families could afford such as vacations abroad, cruises, trips to theme parks on different Avaloran islands or even to the United States, the Valera family couldn’t; Agustín was keenly aware that his family struggled during summer when school was out and his mother wasn’t getting paid (growing up), to wealthy (adulthood), now moderate

Birth Order — Middle of five, middle kid syndrome baybeeeee 

Brothers —  Luciano Emilio,  Danilo Jorge

Sisters — Graciela Ines (deceased), Feliciana Amparo

Children - Isabela, Luisa, Mirabel (daughters <3) 

Other Close Family — Pepa & Felix (sister-in-law, brother-in-law), Bruno (brother-in-law), Dolores (niece), Camilo & Antonio (nephews)

Best Friend — other than Julieta, it’s Bruno

Enemies — the Avaloran dictatorship, that former coworker that straight up shot him which was really rude, usually his older brother Luciano

Pets — none

Home Life During Childhood — mostly positive! Came from a close family, loved his siblings. Lalo was the best dad ever in his mind. His relationship with his mother was complicated up until shortly after Graciela died, but he always loved her and knew she loved him. Apart from a phase in his mid-teens he generally respected her. Analía is complicated and as he grew older he grew to understand that about her and appreciate her, and forgive her for some things. Honestly, I could write a whole essay about his parents and probably will. 

Town or City Name(s) — Ciudad de Avalor (Avalor City), Isla Gracia, Avalor  >>> Encanto, Isla Silvia, Avalor >>> Swynlake, England, United Kingdom 

Compulsory Schooling — Went to a private Swiss International School in Avalor that that his mother taught at called Colegio Suizo de Ciudad de Avalor (German: Schweizer Schule Avalor-Stadt) from preschool (Vorkindergarten) through senior high school (Sekundarstufe II), so he had a very untraditionally Avaloran education and sometimes resented it; Analía hoped her children would be fluent in 5 languages by attending the school but Agustín screwed himself by rebelling by not actually learning German and French well, which he actually super regrets today

University — BA in International Relations with an emphasis in Migration, Displacement, & Refugee Studies from Universidad Silvia Quispe (Silvia Quispe University), BA in History with dual minors in Pre-Colombian Civilizations and Women & Gender Studies from Universidad Silvia Quispe, MA in Refugee and Forced Migration Studies from Universidad Silvia Quispe

Favorite Subject — does social justice count lol?

Clubs- All the nerd shit, it's a miracle he didn’t get his ass kicked

Popular or Loner — Mid-level? Most kids liked him, he was popular enough to get some superlatives in the high school yearbook. He wasn’t the Cool Kid, but he was well-liked

 Important Experiences or Events — the first time he overheard his parents argue about money, learning about the Vietnam War when he was 11 and first learned what refugees were and the feeling it stirred in his heart hearing about it, participating in earthquake relief and meeting Julieta, getting married<3, the births of his daughters, the death of his big sister </3, the coup and becoming a refugee himself

 Nationality — Avaloran

Culture — Colombian-Avaloran

 Religion and beliefs — Lapsed Catholic, privately identified himself as “agnostic” to Julieta and close friends in the past, and is honestly probably an atheist at this point but very heavily rejects the term because embracing it would truly put him at odds with his actually religious Catholic relatives. It’s better to just go through the motions of pretending to be a Catholic man who is bad at being Catholic

 Physical Appearance

Face Claim —  Andrés Cepeda

Complexion — white-passing and big mad about it; lighter skin tone with brown undertones, tans easily

Hair Colour — black 

Eye Colour — brown 

Height — 5’10

Tattoos — none

Piercings — none

Common Hairstyle — curly hair that he’s gotta keep on top of trimming, otherwise it's a mess

Clothing Style — Dadcore

Mannerisms — He talks with his hands and whole body, not very good at staying still

Health

Overall (do they get sick easily)? — yes he will catch anything if you so much as think about it in his presence 

Physical Ailments — None

Neurological Conditions — PTSD booooooi

Allergies —  Bees, being shot lol

Sleeping Habits — he has a normal acceptable professional person sleep schedule

Emotional Stability — Excellent! Rarely loses his cool

Body Temperature — He runs a little warm

Sociability — Very! He’s a people person

Addictions — none

Drug Use — Abused Adderall/similar prescription drugs in uni, aaaand did a little bit when he first got to Swynlake and was working like 3 jobs before he landed his job at InterPride. He will very occasionally smoke weed if he’s at a gathering and there’s weed being passed around there, but he hasn’t bought his own since before he got married. 

 Alcohol Use — drinks at least 1 drink about three days a week. Sometimes more days if his InterPride coworkers ask him to go for drinks more than 2 days a week, and one of those days he’ll have a chill glass of wine or a beer with Julieta or Felix

 Your Character’s Character: 

Bad Habits — over-working himself, too giving of his emotional energy, biting his nails

Good Habits — clean, takes care to get proper amounts of sleep

Best Characteristic — sensitive and warm, very loving

Worst Characteristic — that he worries about his social status and is actually very wounded by the loss of his career status

Worst Memory — his sister dying, getting shot during the coup, having to lead Isa and Dolores back home from Avalor City

Best Memory — the day he and Julieta first met, their wedding day, the births of his girls 

Proud of — his daughters, his professional accomplishments 

Embarrassed by — his perceived demotion in his social status lol

Driving Style — he’s a defensive driver but likes to speed; will ask “why are we only going 15 over in the fast lane?”

Strong Points — loving, helpful, generous, considerate, charismatic

Weakness — too selfless and easily taken advantage of

Fears — being worthless, disappointing his wife and daughters, noises that sound even remotely like gunshots (since the coup)

Phobias — nothing pathological but sometimes fireworks or construction bangs will absolutely make him start to shake

Secrets — that he’s not 100% gucci mane after the coup

Regrets — he blames himself for Graciela’s death even though it was the opposite of his fault, it was her decision to not allow him to donate a kidney to save her life (she argued that he had daughters and what if they got sick like her one day?)

Pet Peeves — when other men say dumbass shit like “poor you” when he says he has three daughters 

Motivation — The desire to be needed and appreciated, and the desire to be seen as having risen above his station at birth

Short Term Goals and Hopes — None really? Stop having nightmares?

Long Term Goals and Hopes — Go home :(

Sexuality — Not wholly straight, but fell in love with Julieta and married her so young that he never really got around to exploring his queerness. He’s aware of it but he really isn’t concerned with figuring out his exact label

Day or Night Person — Morning and evening, gets kinda tired in the afternoon

Introvert or Extrovert — Extrovert

Optimist or Pessimist — optimist, usually

Greatest Want — To feel valuable and worthwhile

Greatest Need — #therapy ^_^

 Where and How Does Your Character Live Now:

Home — Casita

Married Before — married for 28 years to Julieta 

Significant Other Before — Irrelevant 

Children — Isabela, Luisa, Mirabel

Relationship with Family — He likes to think it is generally positive!

Career — Isla Silvia Chief of Refugee Resettlement for the Avaloran Office of Asylum and Refugee Affairs (formerly), desk job at InterPride (currently)

Dream Career — he used to have it :( 

Dream Life — He has it, apart from being in his country </3

Love Life — His marriage is doing great, actually

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Lleno de vida

Algunas veces, cuando te miro, pienso en tu locura, como tu manera de hablar tan loca, loca como el viento que desnuda las flores cuando es repentino y loco. La risa loca, como el loco brillo del sol que te tosta la piel. La mente loca, como el loco que no le importa que piensen que está loco.

Algunas veces, pienso en la galaxia y en lo loco que puede llegar a ser verla en tus ojos, como el bosque de tu pelo que en ocasiones se vuelve loco.

Eres loca, tan loca, que me vuelves loca.

- Silvia Mayoral