#ask ladybug honduras

[ask-ladybug-honduras]

Origins! Pt. 9 🐞

When confronted with its reflection, Lytta coward...

Soon, the scary beast was no more. In its place, a tiny creature, roughly one fourth its original size.

“Mariquita, focus.” The voice on the other end cautioned her. “You have to break its akumarized item before it reverts back!”

“Okay, okay!”

Mariquita took the glasses from the little creature. In a swift move, she dropped the glasses on the floor, stomping on them with the heel of her foot. Soon, a little back butterfly fluttered out from the mess.

“To think such a little bug caused so much problems.” Mariquita remarked, as she watched it flutter about.

“Don’t forget to purify it! If you let it get away, it’ll only cause more trouble.”

“Oh! Right.” She giggled. “Don’t worry person on the other end, this I do know how to do!” She inspected her yo-yo carefully, flicking her finger across its surface. The face of the yo-yo folded back to reveal a soft, white light from within.

“No more evil doing for you, little akuma!”

She twirled her yo-yo around, before throwing it. The akuma was safety trapped inside when her weapon returned to her hand. With another touch, the yo-yo sprang open once again, releasing a white butterfly into the air.

“Bye, bye little butterfly.”

[ask-miraculous-el-zorro]

Blog has officially restarted!

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🦊 Sylvester Xochitl-Cuervos || El Zorro

🦊 University student

🦊 Holder of the Fox Miraculous of Deception

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[ask-miraculous-togos-od]

I bet your partner will love your new look Togos!

"I think he does too."

{@ask-miraculous-nyohonduras }

[la-caja-de-pandoras-art]

//Draw your muse as a superhero/heroine/magical girl Silvia as Cat Noir from Miraculous Ladybug (Yes I love Cat Noir because of the puns, leave me alone)

[ask-ladybug-honduras]

“Um... hi there..?”

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🐞Silvia Xochitl Bonilla

🐞18 years old, University student

🐞Independent Miraculous AU Blog!

🐞 sideblog to: @ask-aph-la-catracha

🐞 Inspired by the show, Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Chat Noir

🐞 Will feature canon Hetalia characters as well as plenty of Hetalia OCs

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Thank you to everyone who has given me their support and encouragement to make this blog! I hope you enjoy it.

Shoutout to @royalratsart for making my icon!

[ask-miraculous-el-zorro]

Friends and family?

“I’m friendly with everyone so I make friends pretty easily, but the person I’m closest to is Amelia! She’s my best friend; we’ve know each other since we were young so we are practically family!”

Speaking of family,”

“I have an older brother, Alonso, who lives overseas with his girlfriend. There’s my twin brother, Sam. He and I are both in university, currently. Oh, and our dad! He works as a doctor in one of the major hospitals in the area.

There’s also my cousin Gabe, who lives with his girlfriend and their son. His mom, my aunt, works as a police officer in the area, so that’s cool. I have other cousins but honestly, I’ve never met them.”

“Oh, no, Sam and I still live at home. There’s really no rush to leave the nest just yet.”

[ask-miraculous-togos-od]

Beep beep. It was a message from El Zorro. ‘Found something interesting. Thought you might want to see it ;)’. Along with the message, he sent his current location. (@ask-miraculous-nyohonduras)

Togos pulled out her fan when it beeped, taking a moment to read the message before changing her trajectory and heading towards her Partner's location.

Once at the destination, she landed, glancing around in search of the fox.

@ask-miraculous-nyohonduras

[la-caja-de-pandoras-art]

Announcement!

Hey, everyone! I hope you’re having a nice day today! 💕

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about this blog and what to do with it. It goes through long bouts of inactivity, mostly because I have no motivation to post anything here. Don’t get me wrong, I still love my character Silvia. I just feel like I can’t do much more with her here. I often feel guilty for not posting anything on this blog, when I’m perfectly able to keep consistent posts on my other blogs.

So, I’ve decided. Since I can’t outright delete this blog, I’ve decided to turn it into an art blog. It’ll no longer be a Hetalia-only ask blog. I have concepts and storylines for other ocs that I’d like to show off and I feel this would give me the freedom to do so.

Don’t worry, Silvia will still be around but now will have to share the spotlight with others. I hope you all don’t mind the change too much 👉👈

This blog will go through a rebrand so don’t be scared when you come back and it looks different lol. I will still leave up old posts and asks, since they hold a lot of sentimental value, but beyond this point, there will be no more Aph Honduras ask blog.

Thank you for your support up until this point and I hope you will stick around for what else I have in store! 💕💕💕

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If you do want more Silvia-based shenanigans, check out these blogs:

@ask-ladybug-honduras

@ask-anima-honduras

Nyo shenanigans:

@ask-miraculous-nyohonduras

Hetalia-based shenanigans (ft. Aph Romania):

@ask-i-do-not-sparkle

[sonyadance]

Travel and Dancing 8

I left you last time going to Sweden.  What I didn’t tell you, was that Stephen and I were ending our partnership.  It was sad and hard and many things, but it was also the right decision.  I can not be happier about the time we spent together and the fact that we made it work despite our situation.  I think it was a good partnership, but even good things have an end.

So it’s been a crazy year once again.  From January to June, I worked non-stop (and people around me could attest to the fact that when I say non-stop, I’m not kidding) to build a new branding and get some new ideas out so people could understand who I am as a solo artist and what I have to offer.  By the time I was done and getting everything out, I was so exhausted that I couldn’t even think of marketing or take one more step.  I was out, probably on the verge of a burn-out.  So I took a step back.  Life took a step back. ;-)

We’re going on September now and I’m ready.  I have so much energy.  I have to create.  I have so many things to create, so I think the next few months will be a balance of me being an hermit so I can feed my creative soul and put my thoughts into the world and me working so I can stay active on the circuit.

I will not be at The Open this year.  I took this decision pretty early on.  I have been doing an energy training for some years now and the last year of it is offered in the form of two two weeks intensives.  They don’t happen often.  When I asked about this year, they told me in the fall... the dates are those of The Open.  So I took a command decision: reality is that I don’t have a partner, I don’t know if I’ll have one and I don’t want to cry all year if I don’t, so  I said yes.  I’m still happy with the decision except that I feel like an outsider when I see and hear all my friends getting ready and in Open-season-mode.

Backtracking from here.  February was amazing.  We went to Sweden for Valentine Swing with the lovely Semion and María.  These guys make me happy, they are so talented, so humble, such hard workers, such beautiful humans... I kind of want to be their eternal third wheel! �. Also Chuck, I love him so much, every time he’s at an event, I know I’ll feel good, he feels like home to me.

EuroDance was as crazy as always.  We performed this year’s routine and that crowd was definitely the right one to appreciate the intensity of it.  

Then Perth for my birthday!!!  Omg.  If I didn’t have to travel for work, I would live there.  It is the place.  It is a city with access to everything you need, but small enough to be clean and safe and calmish.  You have the ocean and the beach right beside, the sun, the heat and a perfect blend of party, easy-going people, while still being deep and interested.  My birthday was definitely a success and I appreciate so much the little gestures from people who welcomed me in their life for a week.  Ginger shots for the win!

New Zealand was magnificent.  We got to play tourist there also.  The Hobbiton movie set was a blast to visit and the glow worm caves beautiful.  I shopped way too much, walked around Auckland until I couldn’t handle the sun and enjoyed everybody’s presence and conversations.

I came back to Orlando in March to find out my car had been towed and ended up paying around 400$ to get rid of that piece of &-$/$.  My little Richard the Ladybug was quite a wild one!  We choreographed for a rising star couple and had some visit from Finland before leaving for the Taste of Texas Dance Cuise.  Oh.  My.  God.  I’m sooooooo excited to be going back this year.  I just love getting to see new places I normally wouldn’t get the chance to visit with wcs; because it doesn’t exist there yet and probably won’t for a long time because of the economical situation... I went to a private beach in Honduras, saw Mayan temples in Belize, swam with dolphins in Cozumel, partied all night with our dance peeps, relaxed in the spas, are too much and it was all amazing.

In April, I went to Montreal to have a mental break, change my surroundings and work more efficiently.  Oh boy did I work... I think my roommate still believes im clinically hyper.  I trained, did yoga, started filming tutorials for my online video platform (www.sonyadance.com), saw friends and family, danced and started training for the mental aspect of our sport.  This has been a fun journey of taking coaching, reading, listening to conferences and building coaching directly applicable to wcs.  This is what I need to finish (if something is ever) this fall.  And Stephen and I did our Retreat in St-Augustine.  The last one we host together.  I definitely want to be there next year as it is also my concept, but we needed to separate the business and branding aspect of it and it made more sense for him to keep it since it’s closer to his place.

May was for Scotland Swing Classic, first time there and I just loved the friendly, relaxed vibe and the warm welcome with which I was received.  Then, I went on a trip with Wayne and Aggie from Poland.  We saw Glasgow, the Loch Ness, drove around, visited Edinburg, tried local food... and almost died on a mountain.  Lolll Well, let me explain.  When Wayne asked me if i wanted to visit and hike a bit with them, I naturally said yes.  With my naive smile, my sneakers, light lululemon pants and a bit of water, I realized that they intended to climb the highest peak in Scotland... after a talk with the mountain superviser (definitely not his title, but more impressive than the guy who tells you it’s gonna be minus 10 by the time you reach the top), we decided to go until the waterfall, which was 2 hours up, half-way to the top.  

The problem is, we were more in shape than we thought and got there in about an hour (about... I’ve been known to modify facts while I retell a story, but bare with me: this serves entertainment purposes and we will definitely have gotten to the waterfall in 5 minutes in the story Ill tell in my 50s).  To cross the waterfall, we had to tight rope our way in a wide-as-my-foot ice path with a 500m drop to our right.  I was petrified and definitely didn’t want to go, but convinced by my friends  that if we all died together it would be fun, I stood in the middle, emitting the weirdest sob with every step, as they held my hand on each side.  We walked up.  And up.  And up.  All the way convinced that we were so close to the top that it was worth not having any feelings in the hands, being soaked, pushed around by winds, sliding on icy snow in the middle of the blizzard.  And then, 5 minutes from the top, I stopped.  

For those who know how hard headed and determine I am, you know that I really had to feel like I was dying to ask to go back down... I just couldn’t.  I was soaked through, like I had jumped in a lake, I had socks on my hands cause I couldn’t feel them, my friend’s pants on my head cause my head was frozen, it was about -10 Celsius with the wind... we all started to walk down.  I repeated ten thousand times: “you have to go down, you have to go down” to myself so I wouldn’t roll in a fetal position and end there.

At some point I had to pee so bad, I squatted in the middle of the path (holding myself with my arms cause the legs were giving out) and when I was done, my hands were so frozen, I struggled for 2 good minutes (which is long on a freezing mountain path with people coming down) to try and bring my pants to a decent position and ended up settling for a -15yo pants down gangster look- for the rest of the way down.

We made such a good team that we were even able to laugh by the time we were in the 15 degrees zone, we picnicked in the car cause everywhere else was too cold and I preferred to be half-naked than with my wet clothes on anyway.

I also drove for the first time in Europe and the first time on the left.  It was a good experience and I don’t think I killed anyone so that’s a plus.

Then I went on to Portland.  Finally!  That city has been on my bucket list forever: everybody told me I would fall in love with the vibe, the coffee shops, the people and it didn’t disappoint.  I wish I would have had more time to explore the city, the markets, walk by the river, hike, have conversations with the people, drink coffee, eat all of the donuts and find more amazing books at Powell’s.  

ShowMe Showdown in St-Louis was incredible.  Just the perfect size and the vibe that fits me.  I wouldn’t know how to describe it well in words, it just makes me feel at home, like I don’t have to do anything, I just am and it’s welcomed.  Thank you.

I was then back to Michigan Classic after so many years.  Jason and AnnMarie were so creative with that event, the teams, the games, the late night yoga... thank you for asking me to teach that.  I don’t teach it a lot since I had my certification, but I certainly realize how much I like doing so every time someone asks me.  Thank you also for trusting me with the all-star track for my first official event by myself, it meant a lot.  And I was really nervous! Lolll. But the all-stars welcomed my crazy ideas and concepts with open arms and we had a blast!

Baltic Swing was amazing!  My friends certainly know how to run an event. Everything ran smoothly, everyone had a blast and... I got to perform a routine for the last time with Stephen. We didn’t have our costumes since his luggage got lost, but the emotion and the intention were there and people felt it.  We finally had the reactions where we thought we would have them when we choreographed it, some people even thought it was a different routine.  It wasn’t, we didn’t change a thing.  Another proof that intention can make or break a routine.

I then taught workshops in Montreal.  What made me the happiest, was to see all these faces I’ve never seen before.  The scene grew so much while I was gone and it makes me proud of my city!  I also did a teacher’s training and got to spend the national holiday in my province for the first time in years.

July was pretty busy.  First, a 40 hours intense for myself.  I need so much more of these.  I love training and being guided sometimes instead of guiding all the time.  

Then, a quick stop at Wild Wild Westie.  Ok, this event was insane.  So many people, an incredible energy and still a friendly vibe even being a huge event.  Unfortunately, my knee decided to give in that weekend and I think I had one social dance and did the Champions JnJ... that’s it.  I was so sad being surrounded by this pool of incredible dancers and not being able to participate.  I still enjoyed myself very much.

From there, I flew to Greece.  That country... if I brush aside the fact that their situation is not good right now and that public transportation is horrendous, it is absolutely a must.  A week is such a ridiculously small amount of time to try and grasp what is there with the extent of what happened before at the exact place where you put your feet.  I understand why Isadora Duncan had such a fascination for it.  I got to see Athens, walk around, listen to live traditional music in a tavern, visit the Parthenon and see Antigone at the Odeon of Herodes Atticus.  I felt like I was witnessing real magic unfolding in-front of my eyes and under the night sky.  I’m pretty sure that’s what theater is suppose to be like and that I saw the best actor of our time play that night.  Santorini was worth the detour and more.  A magnificent island, breathtaking cliffs, unique sunsets, delicious food, beautiful light, exotic beaches and all the dreams you can dare to dream.  The more I reflect on it, the more I realize I’ll have to go back.

Rock the Barn didn’t disappoint this year again and that’s a lot to say since I hold it to my highest standard: the fact that it’s my favorite event of the year.  24h daylight, best people around, cozy house, healthy food, creative tent crawl, fresh air, good dancing... what more could I ask for?

Coming back to this side of the ocean, I arrived in San Antonio.  Why haven’t I heard of that city before?  Not only was it gorgeous, but I was received like a queen.  Really.  I can not thank the community enough for welcoming me with open arms and Mikey and Ashlynn for trusting me with them.

I got back to Montreal, watched my grandma’s cat, went to Magog and Chambly with friends, hiked Mont-St-Hilaire and then left for Gaspesie with a friend from Cegep.  Besides a small detour by a hospital (don’t worry, the only memories I keep from it are the hot doctor and nurse and the fact that the last one now knows more about wcs than most of my family), the trip was as smooth as can be.  Her communication is so open, clear and need oriented instead of expectations, that it made me have a glimpse of what a healthy communication could be in a relationship.  

We camped along the beautiful St-Lawrence river, we had sun on our skin, wind in our hair, explored little villages, walked around, tried local restaurants, hunted for vegan ice cream, visited the Rocher Percé, saw a gannet colony, did a boat tour, slept at a nice Airbnb, met sweet people, celebrated her birthday, slept in the car, woke up at 3am to see a throat singing show in a national Parc on top of cliffs as the sun was rising, swam in the ocean, taught a yoga class on the beach at a music festival, tried to find perseides, had breakfast at a dinner, had a Tim’s classic road trip stop, meditated, read, talked, laughed, encouraged local businesses, visited the most beautiful art center in the world and... we just had the perfect trip.  Thank you Jade!

Now I’m back in Montreal again, filming videos for my online platform, catching back on work and most of all, finding a place to create.  I figured I needed to put my things down for a while in order to be productive and have my own haven of creativity.  Wish me luck with that and I hope to see you soon somewhere around the globe and have a meaningful exchange.

Xxxxx

August 21 2018

[ask-ladybug-honduras]

Origins! Pt. 7 🐞

There was a loud crash and a yelp of surprise. Mariquita looked up to find

The akuma was trapped under a tree!

“I’ve bought you some time! Now you must figure out how to use the item!” Came the voice from her yo-yo.

Mariquita got back onto her feet, quickly scooping up her fallen items while carefully dancing around the subdued creature. She didn’t know how long they would remain in that state, so she’d better come up with something soon.

She couldn’t quite make sense of the mirror yet. She looked around for anything else that might be useful, but to no avail. If this is truly the item she needs, why is it so hard to come up with a use for it?

Desperate, she began to scroll through the guide on her yo-yo, hoping it would give her some kind of clue.

“Mariquita-”

“Si, si I’m working on it!” She replied back, clearly frustrated. She held up the mirror once again.

Soon, her thoughts were interrupted by a rumble and the sound of splitting wood. The fallen tree had been torn in half and now the akuma stood fully recovered.

Boy, if it was angry before,

Now it was pissed.

The creature had seemingly doubled in size, and its mighty roar was so loud, it nearly deafened the bug. However, Mariquita noted something interesting.

When the sound echoed off the nearby halls, Lytta winced, shrinking ever so slightly as it did so. It had been unprepared for how loud the roar actually was going to be, seemingly even scaring itself in the process. She then realised that Lytta had also shrunk when the tree knocked them out.

Its emotions governed its size and ferocity, that means...

“I — I’ve got it!”

[ask-miraculous-el-zorro]

El Zorro takes Liliad’s hand and gives it a firm shake.

“I swear most of my good fortune is due to Ma Reine. Oh, you know her as Togos Od.

But anyways, I’m here to ask how you are getting along as a hero?”

“Bat boy! I’ve heard so much about you. I’m sorry for the long overdue introduction.” El Zorro casually makes his way over, twirling his flute in his hand.

Liliad turned to the fox hero and smiled. “Salut El Zorro! And no worries! It’s a pleasure to finally meet one of the most famous heroes in Paris!” He chuckled and held out his hand to shake.

@ask-miraculous-nyohonduras

[ask-miraculous-el-zorro]

What’s your transformed name with the miraculous?

“ To Paris, I’m known as El Zorro. I know, it’s not that original (since it literally translates to the fox) but I think it’s catchy so I don’t mind! ”

[ask-miraculous-togos-od]

So... Gorizilla huh?

(I was just thinking about this scene and was trying to figure it out how it would work here. This is moment is actually a huge stepping stone in their relationship.)

El Zorro: @ask-miraculous-nyohonduras

[ask-ladybug-honduras]

Origins! Pt. 6 🐞

“Mariquita, look-”

The warning had come far too late; Mariquita was completely blindsided. The akuma struck, sending the spotted heroine flying, knocking both the mirror and her yo-yo from her grasp. She had landed with an unceremonious thump, the wind knocked out of her lungs.

Mariquita struggled to get back on her feet, yet she knew she must.

Evil laughter echoed, Oneiroi knew his victory was secured. It was foolish for this little girl to take on the miraculous with no clue how it worked; even more foolish for a certain someone to give it up so easily.

“Go on, crush her like the pest she is and bring me my miraculous!”

Lytta howled in response and prepared for another attack. With a snarl, the akuma pounced, heading straight for Mariquita!

!!!!

[ask-ladybug-honduras]

Origins! Pt. 5 🐞

“I’m sure your kwami explained how the miraculous works?”

Mariquita laughed nervously. “Yeah well... we were in the middle of that when the akuma struck and I kinda... jumped in.”

The line went quiet for a second. “Ah. I see. In any case, you’ll find a helpful guide on your yo-yo’s menu screen. There it lists, in detail, how your powers work and how to active them. You can use it to find out what your special power is.”

Mariquita followed his instructions and found the guide. Now she scrolled through it, taking in as much of the information as possible.

“Here it is! The Lucky Charm!”

Marquita was caught off guard when her yo-yo began to flash and soon she found herself with...

“It’s just the item you need.” The voice said, as she picked up her yo-yo again.

“But...” she inspects the mirror. “How am I supposed to use this?”

As Mariquita ran through different ways she could use this item, she was unaware that she had finally been spotted...

“I found you, little bug!”

[ask-ladybug-honduras]

Origins! Pt. 8 🐞

Lytta caught sight of its target as she fled the scene. It barred its teeth as it charged after the bug.

Mariquita dipped into the nearby theatre building. There, she set her plan into motion.

The sound of her voice quickly grabbed the attention of the akuma, who busted its way into the building. The backstage hallway was rather small for the large creature, yet it still managed to wiggle its way through, catching a glimpse of the familiar spotted suit before it vanished.

There!

With one final heave, Lytta freed itself from the cramped hall, barrelling into the rehearsal area of the theatre. It was back on the hunt. Soon, it detected movement from behind a curtain. It wasted no time in ripping the curtain from its bar.

Behind the curtain had been a set of full length mirrors. Instead of coming face to face with Mariquita, the akuma came face to face with itself.