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aevyk-ing · 1 year ago

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I'm bored and I need to get my mind out of stuff (life's getting impossible again, thanks), so I'm doing a whole bunch of questions to distract myself:

1: 6 of the songs you listen to most?

I tend to listen again and again to the last songs that I've discovered recently, so I'm going to share my favorite ones:

Patience- Take That

I want my tears back- Nightwish

Take on me- Aha

Spirit in the sky- KEiiNO

Moonlight shadow- Mike Oldfield

Yo contigo, tú conmigo- Álvaro Soler

2: If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

My soulmate.

3: Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.

The book closest to me it's actually the last one I've written and I'm revising it so it's not published yet... I'm going to take the second nearest... huh, The Neverending Story:

Original line (Spanish): (Lle)vaba en la mano derecha una diminuta bandera blanca, que tremolaba a (sus espaldas).

Gonna search for the English version...

In its right hand it carried a tiny white flag, which glittered behind it.

4: What do you think about most?

About how lonely and unlucky I am.

5: What does your latest text message from someone else say?

Morning!!@ thank you

It's from a group and they weren't talking to me.

6: Do you sleep with or without clothes on?

Eh... skip!

7: What’s your strangest talent?

I can detangle the cord of headphones (the tiny ones) quite fast.

8: Girls… (finish the sentence); Boys… (finish the sentence)

Okay, I'm actually having trouble with this one. Remember about my last book? It has a lot of gender identity issues, so...

9: Ever had a poem or song written about you?

Does it count if I'm the one who wrote it? I used to write a lot of poems while I was in high school and depressed (I still write some from time to time). And guess what? I collected some of them in a book.

10: When is the last time you played the air guitar?

LOL, last Tuesday. It's actually the last dance move in one of the songs from my Zumba videogame.

11: Do you have any strange phobias?

I have trypophobia.

12: Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose?

Nope. But in my first nose surgery, they stuck like one meter of gauze there.

13: What’s your religion?

I'm baptized, but I don't believe in God since high school (guess why?). Right now, I define myself as a pantheist. I like to believe in the energy of the universe that surrounds us.

14: If you are outside, what are you most likely doing?

Doing errands.

15: Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

Behind.

16: Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band?

Probably Nightwish, but KEiiNO has been fighting hard for the spot.

17: What was the last lie you told?

That I hadn't try the last sweets my mother bought. I had carefully opened the bag and took one the day before.

18: Do you believe in karma?

Yes. But I think it takes its time.

19: What does your URL mean?

First it was "aeviking", which was literally my two initials "AE", plus "viking". I used that name for my drawings and stuff. Since I change it to Aevyk, my URL is now "aevyk-ing", which is like "doing my own thing".

20: What is your greatest weakness; your greatest strength?

I have a really low self-esteem. I'm stubborn, so if I want to do something, nobody is going to stop me.

21: Who is your celebrity crush?

I don't have one. It used to be Orlando Bloom.

22: Have you ever gone skinny dipping?

Nope.

23: How do you vent your anger?

I listen to really loud music and write.

24: Do you have a collection of anything?

Maybe books? I have too much stuff anyway (even thought most of it is in boxes right now).

25: Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

On the phone. It's bad enough trying to do your best when you don't see the face of the other person, but I hate seeing myself while video chatting.

26: Are you happy with the person you’ve become?

I don't know. I'm glad I'm stronger and I've improved in a lot of ways, but I'm still not 100% (not even an 80%) happy with who I am.

27: What’s a sound you hate; sound you love?

Babies crying. Hearing the first notes of my favorite songs when they play on the radio.

28: What’s your biggest “what if”?

"What if I had known I'm neurodivergent sooner?"

29: Do you believe in ghosts? How about aliens?

Not ghosts per se, maybe spirits or spiritual forces. I do think there has to be another planet with life, even though not in the way we expect it.

30: Stick your right arm out; what do you touch first? Do the same with your left arm.

My stylus pen. My desk lamp.

31: Smell the air. What do you smell?

I think it's the rest of the watermelon milkshake I had one hour ago.

32: What’s the worst place you have ever been to?

Anywhere with scorching sun and no shade, like that time I went with my sibling so they could skydive and I was so pissed off I was waiting in the sun they thought I was the one whose jump had been postponed.

33: Choose: East Coast or West Coast?

Spain doesn't have an West Coast (we limit with Portugal there, if you don't count Galicia). If you're referring to the USA, I'm going to say East Coast.

34: Most attractive singer of your opposite gender?

Shawn Mendes.

35: To you, what is the meaning of life?

Finding what you will be remembered for.

36: Define Art.

Letting your soul show while creating.

37: Do you believe in luck?

I believe I have the worst luck ever, so I guess so.

38: What’s the weather like right now?

Sun, not a cloud in the sky, too hot for this hour and month.

39: What time is it?

19:52.

40: Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed?

No, I hate driving (I wonder why?). I've had a lot of dreams where I crash my father's car.

41: What was the last book you read?

Howl's Moving Castle. It was nice, but too convoluted at times.

42: Do you like the smell of gasoline?

I don't mind it.

43: Do you have any nicknames?

Aly.

44: What was the last film you saw?

The Cat Returns. It was weird.

45: What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?

I broke my nose when I was four years old. It was too bad my nose grew crooked and it needed several surgeries to make it look normal.

46: Have you ever caught a butterfly?

No. I like them, but they're still bugs and I don't like touching them (only ants because we used to have a lot of them in our garden).

47: Do you have any obsessions right now?

One of the Webtoons I'm currently reading: Your smile is a trap, Ghibli movies and the last songs I've discovered, including Escaping Gravity by TheFatRat.

48: What’s your sexual orientation?

I'm straight and ace.

49: Ever had a rumour spread about you?

Yes. A lot of them. All of them bad.

50: Do you believe in magic?

I try to, but it's getting hard to keep on believing. Also, I mean "magical" moments, like when you have some good luck or something good happens to you. For me, it happens almost never, so it does feel like magic.

51: Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong?

Oh, yes. I don't forgive easily.

52: What is your astrological sign?

Leo, but I don't identify with it.

53: Do you save money or spend it?

Both?

54: What’s the last thing you purchased?

Some fabric for a commission.

55: Love or lust?

Love.

56: In a relationship?

No.

57: How many relationships have you had?

Zero (can we please switch topic?).

58: Can you touch your nose with your tongue?

Nope.

59: Where were you yesterday?

I went to a shopping mall.

60: Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?

A rubber or eraser.

61: Are you wearing socks right now?

No.

62: What’s your favourite animal?

Cats.

63: What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you?

I try to make them smile.

64: Where is your best friend?

My ex- best friend? I'd love to know.

65: Give me your top 5 favourite blogs on Tumblr.

evermore-fashion, akindplace, justgotawesome, folkfashion and chibird.

66: What is your heritage?

I did a heritage test a while ago. I'm mostly Iberian, with North and East European blood. I also seem to have Jewish and Central American blood, according to my parents' tests.

67: What were you doing last night at 12AM?

Trying to sleep.

68: What do you think is Satan’s last name?

He doesn't have one.

69: Be honest. Ever gotten yourself off?

(I had to Google the meaning) WTH? Skip!

70: Are you the kind of friend you would want to have as a friend?

I'd do everything for a friend, so I guess so.

71: You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do?

Save the dog and take a picture so they know I have a good excuse.

72: You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid?

a)I won't tell anyone because they usually don't trust what I say. b)I'll put my projects in order and try to do what makes me happy. c)It might be because I'm feeling quite down right now but... sometimes, I wouldn't mind dying.

73: You can only have one of these things; trust or love.

Love.

74: What’s a song that always makes you happy when you hear it?

The Nights, by Avicii.

75: What are the last four digits in your cell phone number?

1617.

76: In your opinion, what makes a great relationship?

Caring about what the other person wants and needs.

77: How can I win your heart?

Listen to me and hug me.

78: Can insanity bring on more creativity?

Yep. I don't recommend it, though.

79: What is the single best decision you have made in your life so far?

Going to therapy.

80: What size shoes do you wear?

A 38.

81: What would you want to be written on your tombstone?

Maybe one of the lines from my Legends of Gingaria books.

82: What is your favourite word?

I don't have one. But "rielar" comes to mind. It's the Spanish word for when the moonlight hits the water.

83: Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart.

"Heart and soul..."

84: What is a saying you say a lot?

I don't know.

85: What’s the last song you listened to?

Escaping Gravity by TheFatRat.

86: Basic question; what’s your favourite colour/colours?

Blue. Also purple, turquoise and quinacridone.

87: What is your current desktop picture?

It came with the computer. It's a road in a field at sunrise.

88: If you could press a button and make anyone in the world instantaneously explode, who would it be?

Not going to say names but it's someone that has been hurting my family from a year or so.

89: What would be a question you’d be afraid to tell the truth on?

"What's wrong with you?"

90: One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by MUMMIES. The mummies aren’t really doing anything, they’re just standing around your bed. What do you do?

I'd try to talk to them and show them the door.

91: You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What is that power?

Shape-shifting.

92: You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again?

I'd go back to the worst time of my life and make sure it doesn't happen.

93: You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?

What I said before. If you need to know, it involved my crush and the rest of my schoolmates. And it ended up with me depressed.

94: You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. Who would it be?

Guess what? I'm sticking with Shawn Mendes.

95: You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?

Disneyland Paris.

96: Do you have any relatives in jail?

No. Two of them are actually cops.

97: Have you ever thrown up in the car?

According to my mother, once when I was little.

98: Ever been on a plane?

A lot of times.

99: If the whole world were listening to you right now, what would you say?

Read and buy my (Legends of Gingaria) books!

#me #asks #personal #music #questions #long post

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mpatriciaann · 2 years ago

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*SPECIAL* Crash Course in Romance Episode 16 Review (Finale)

You and I, The Union of Two Universes

Scenes that I can particularly relate to:

1. Hae-e’s aspiration to go to Japan reminds me of myself. I haven’t been there yet, by the way.

2. Su-a’s mother went grocery shopping, and I love grocery shopping, not just for groceries but for general shopping too. I am an impulsive buyer. Hay. But the people talking behind her back about her affair video seem so bad. I don’t want to experience that in the future. Well, I guess everyone has the possibility of being tempted to opt for a third party, right? Just like her husband so brazen. I remember being paranoid before, back in 2020, when I had my first boyfriend, who’s so yucky whenever the memories flash back to me. A week after our breakup, he already found a new girl, who is his colleague. Yuck. What a shame The date when we broke up was May 7, 2020. I remember all of it because what he did is so wrong. I even attempted suicide, but luckily I did not. I can finally breathe properly after writing this stuff.

3. The reason I am suicidal is that I have major depression and also bipolar disorder. I tend to remember all the struggles ever since I was born.

4. I feel like I also have ADHD, but this might not be true since this is undiagnosed.

5. I used to drink highly caffeinated energy drinks and take slimming pills because I felt like whenever I diet, it had no effect. Or just a yo-yo effect.

6. Also, I already forgave my mom, who abandoned me since I was two years old.

7. Even someone who has a psychosocial disability can truly love and be loved as long as the feelings are genuine.

8. Idk, it’s weird, but Choi Chi-yeol reminds me of someone from 2018. When I was reviewing for CPALE. 😭😂His love for Hang-seon is undoubtedly sweet and cute. He even bought an expensive gold ring with a diamond on it in advance! But Hang-seon bought an 18K gold ring, too! (They planned to get married after Hang-seon completed his sports instructor certification.) So kawaii/cute! 😭💗

9. Two years later, Chi-yeol has been passionately teaching at his respective academy. I adore him. All in all, the series is a heartwarming and relatable portrayal of the struggles and joys of modern-day relationships. The characters are complex and realistic, and the storylines explore a wide range of emotions and trauma.

10. One of the best things about the show is how it shows family relationships, especially the one between Nam and her brother.Their bond is both heartwarming and complicated, with moments of humor and emotions that add depth to their characters.

11. The romantic storyline between Nam and Choi is also a highlight of the series. Their relationship is built on a strong foundation of friendship and mutual respect, and their journey towards finally confessing their feelings to each other is both sweet and satisfying.

12. The show also explores the idea of finding out who you are and who you want to be, especially through the character of Hae-e.Her decision to leave for Japan and live with her real mother is a poignant reminder of the challenges of growing up and finding one’s place in the world.

13. Also, the show shows how important communication is in all kinds of relationships, whether between siblings, friends, or lovers.

14. The characters learn to open up to each other, express their emotions, and work through their conflicts, leading to more meaningful connections with each other.

15. Those are my thoughts/review. I hope you like ‘em!

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aggieharkness · 3 years ago

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Hay que encontrar su propio futuro

Summary: She never meant to hurt her family once more, she had only expected to wake up with a hangover not with someone beside her that was about to turn her entire life upside down. She never thought she would get a chance at a new life with someone so different and at the same time so alike. Can they really find a future together?

(The title has been changed, it used to be Shame on whoever invented Tequila but as the story progressed it didn't feel like the right choice anymore so I changed it.)

a/n: I'm just giving you all a warning that the next chapter will contain smut. In advance, I'm sorry, just in case. I hope you won't be too traumatized, I'll make it worth reading, after all, we are building up the story for this moment, where everything started. I promise I'll try not to be too cruel to Alma in the future, but it was necessary for this chapter. Still I hoped you like it :)

warning: age difference, implied sexual content, past use of alcohol, panic attacks. Most impotantly no Alma Madrigal bashing, i love this woman.

Part 1 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16

Hay que encontrar su propio futuro

It was pitch black; she couldn’t even see the soft glow of the candle, the drapes having been drawn. For an instant she panicked at seeing the darkness around her thinking that maybe instead of fainting she had had a heart attack last night, but it beat at a thousand miles per hour against her ribs in fear, debunking that theory. With each passing second, she registered everything around her. The shawl still rested over her shoulders and her dress had been buttoned up once more, no need for any of the children to see too much of her. She could have closed her eyes and gone to sleep, but she remained on top of the mattress looking up at the ceiling, listening to the wind outside, feeling the soft fabric of her clothes to try and distract herself from the memories that were creeping up on her. After several minutes she realised that it was a lost battle and carefully sat on the bed, her right hand coming to rest near a warm figure lying next to her. A feeling of deja vu sent a shiver down her spine but when she turned her head to see who it was she found Pepa and Julieta on the other side hugging each other, dead to the world as they slept. Good at least someone was getting some rest and if they were deep asleep they wouldn't notice if she wasn't in bed, she needed some fresh air, and having both her daughters all over her wasn’t bound to be productive, there were too many things in her mind that she had to think about. Barefoot once more she made her way to the door, careful not to make it creak as she opened it and slipped outside into the hallway. The soft glow of her families’ doors illuminated the courtyard enough for her to walk down the stairs without having to light a candle, wrapping the shawl tightly around her figure to fight the chill that had settled during the night.

-Lo siento. Lo he estropeado todo. Dolores probably hates me and Rosa, Dios, she won’t be able to look me in the eye after what I did with her grandson. Why couldn’t he have let me be? ¿Fui yo? – obviously there was no answer, the paint remained just that, paint, questions filling the air around her. Did she cause this? Had she led him on? If only she could remember. – I hurt our family once more, Pedro. And… I hurt you. I’ve been holding onto you for fifty years and now… I didn’t want this; our lifes, our memories to be tainted by my actions. I brought this pain onto myself, but I never meant to hurt our family. I deserve this, I have no doubts about it, but Dolores doesn’t, Rosa doesn’t, not even Mariano. And I can’t make it all go away, I can’t hide it and pretend nothing happened when I have destroyed Dolores’ life. Julieta and Pepa probably think I’m some sort of mad woman, taking advantage of a young man like him. Why did it happen?

There wasn't a specific place that she needed to be, she let her feet take her wherever they wanted, but upon turning the corner she found herself standing in front of Pedro's portrait looking straight into his eyes. Had she ever noticed how cold they were in that painting or was it a trick of her mind? Her hand rose in the air, fingers tracing the rough oil colours that painted his face not quite sure what she was expecting from a simple portrait. She had longed to hear his voice for fifty years, every day and night since that moment when they took him away from her and their family but today she was thankful he couldn't voice his opinions or thoughts because it terrified her what he might think of her. The night was quiet, not a sound around just the breeze that played with random strands of hair that had escaped her updo during these few hours. What time was it? She hadn’t checked the clock before leaving her room but it was past midnight for sure, the world around her still and deep in slumber while her mind was wide awake replaying the incidents over and over again; like phantom touches, she could still feel his lips on her skin.

As her fingers traced her husband’s portrait, she noticed some bruising on her wrists. She had always had very sensitive skin, bruises had been a common occurrence when she had been young and reckless, when she used to climb lamp posts and trees with Pedro and her friends, when life was easy and wonderful. His fingerprints felt as if they had been burned onto her skin, circling the soft flesh underneath her sleeves. She should have made a point of stopping him, she should have yelled at him, pushed him, she couldn’t understand why she had been unable to.

She didn’t expect answers and yet there was hope that somehow someone might enlighten her and help her understand. The breeze moved some leaves and flowers that hadn’t been picked up from around the courtyard until a small white daisy landed on Alma’s bare feet. Staring at it a small fire of joy seemed to start burning in her chest, kneeling to pick the flower up. Some of its petals were missing, and it had been stepped on, but it was still a beautiful white flower, small even in her hands. Suddenly she was standing in a corner of Casita with a glass in hand, talking and eating buñuelos with Mariano. He was smiling at her warmly as he listened intensely at what she was saying. She moved her hands excitedly several times, almost dropping the caramel liquid, but her eyes didn’t notice, they were on him and his were on her. As if destiny was playing tricks, some of Isabela’s flowers landed at his feet, several white daisies among green leaves and blue carnations. Looking up from the bouquet they stared at each other giggling like children until he picked them up and took the most perfect of them all in between his fingers and placed it on her hair whispering something that she couldn't remember and at the same time made her smile like a teenage girl. His fingers traced her jaw with utmost care until his touch wasn’t more than a distant memory as Alma’s eyes returned to look at the battered daisy in her hands. The guilt had been replaced by happiness as the memory replayed itself once more in her mind, the small little thing between her fingers reminding her of the simple joy she had felt at having someone to talk to, resembling those sweet moments she once shared with her Pedro when they were first courting, getting to know each other. After a few seconds the realisation that Mariano and she had shared a perfect moment exchanged all that joy into fear without skipping a beat. Looking up at the portrait she couldn’t help but see a hint of a smirk on the paint, her eyes had to be playing tricks on her, this couldn’t be the sign she had been looking for. Maybe her system hadn’t got rid of the alcohol yet and she was just simply hallucinating or everything was just a bad dream, and she would wake up in a minute in her bed with the worst hangover in history and pastries on her bed just like after every party, but the happiness and guilt were still in her chest battling for dominance and the cold tiles under her feet. If only Pedro could guide her, take her hand and direct her into the right path, just this once.

-He’s far too young, I won’t take an entire lifetime away from him, I already took my own, I can’t do this to him as well. Maybe… I might have been happy yesterday with him, but it’s not my place. Dolores and he have to talk, she loves him more than words can say and I… I have you, or your memory. I had my chance and it slipped away because fate had other plans for us, but I have come to terms with that. I’ll fix this, I have to.

Did he make her happy? The night of the party she was sure she had been, she had felt the same way she used to when she had first met Pedro, but nowadays she couldn’t, she couldn’t… love him. No, it must have been the drinks that had made her all fussy and warm and confused her into thinking he was the source of her joy. But thinking about his smile, his eyes, made her heart jump even now and she hated it with her entire being, this wouldn’t happen, he wasn’t for her; she had resigned herself to a life of loneliness in favour of mourning her husband, and she wasn’t about to break that promise, not now, not after all these years. Something wet fell on her hands; she hadn’t realised her head was hanging low avoiding her husband's face holding the flower in a fist at the turmoil that was beginning once more in her head, the heartache having brought silent tears of pain and grief to her eyes. Why did it hurt? She still cried about Pedro every now and then, mostly when she visited the river where she had lost him, but those tears were of love, the ones she was shedding now were bittersweet, the raw guilt with which she was punishing herself, forbidding her own heart and mind to love bringing them forth. It scared her beyond belief the idea of what she might do and how it might affect her family if she let her heart guide her; as much as it hurt she had to close herself up even if it meant breaking her own soul in the process. She was undeserving of such a thing as love because she had learnt long ago that she was unable to keep pretty things.

As soon as dawn came everything would resurface and she would be left to pick up the pieces of her own life once more, but for now she would let the pain take her, even if it was just for a few minutes. The world around her was silent, not even the breeze could be heard anymore, and remained that way as she collapsed on her knees, a hand on her mouth to try and muffle her sobs as much as possible. She didn’t need anyone to come and try to console her, no one on this earth could fix her, not anymore. The daisy laid forgotten, crushed, only a couple petals still attached over the tiles as she cried, her heart breaking with each sob. How couldn’t she have realised she liked Mariano? It had never been a question of him marrying one of her granddaughters, she had just wanted him close and had unconsciously used her family to make sure he was always around. She had been chasing a forbidden dream for such a long time and only now that it had all exploded on her face had she realised the painful truth. When had it all started? She could barely remember a time when Mariano wasn’t around, when he wasn’t begging her to play, asking for Isabela or Dolores, even for Luisa, stealing an arepa or two from Julieta only to end up coming up to her and giving her half of it. Of course she loved him as family, but when had she stopped looking at him as a son and had found a happiness she could barely remember, in him?

Without warning the words he had muttered before she had fainted came to her mind, such wonderful and yet horrible words had come from his lips and although it brought her unimaginable joy to her heart it shared the space with infinite undying pain, her sobs increasing in volume without her realising it, fat hot tears streaming down her face as if they were fire burning her skin with the thought of what she knew she could never have. As each minute passed pain stopped being the only thing she felt, it was immeasurable amounts of guilt, grief and fear. She was terrified of how easily she had let him handle her, questions in her brain as to why he hadn’t listened if he claimed he loved her, he should have known better than to hurt those who he cherished with his entire being. She had made that mistake far too many times not to see it, and as she curled on herself with her palms lying over the freezing tiles she wondered if this was how she had made her family feel all these years. She would never forgive herself, even if they did, it was a pain far too great to be dismissed. She didn’t hear the footsteps coming down the stairs, her breaths coming in short gasps, hyperventilating, chest constricting with each horrible thought and question, her heartbeat ringing in her ears so loud that it masked her violent sobs. Two sets of hands were quickly around her pushing her off the floor or at least trying to, voices speaking to her but none of the words could be made out. With each touch nausea crept up her throat an irrational need to crawl away, to escape invading her mind. She didn’t mean to be a brute but she couldn’t stay there and be handled so she pushed whoever they were away and tried to stand, her knees weak under her weight, stumbling down the stairs in hopes that she would reach the front door and at last breath but without her shoes the dress was a bit too long and in her goal to reach the archway, tripped on the hem of it landing on her hands and knees once more. Defeated, tears and sobs shook her body violently. This pain was so different from what she had felt when she lost Pedro, back then her heart had been ripped out of her chest and sliced into ribbons in front of her, pure visceral pain enfolding her; now she was purposely stomping over it to make it stop feeling, she was inflicting it on herself and somehow it hurt worse than anything she had ever experienced before. She lost what she once had because of strangers, now she was losing at her own hands who her heart screamed for.

-Mamá mírame, respira, por favor.

-Juli, she can’t breathe!

-I know! Let me calm her down. Mamá, mamá, look at me. – Alma tried, she really tried to lift her head searching for the owner of that soft voice but her vision was blurry from the tears; she felt weak, like a small child who begged for her mother after having fallen and scraped her knees and as much as she was trying to lift her head to look at whoever was speaking she felt as if her body was made out of lead. She was so lost, alone in a sea that roared with waves during a storm all while she sailed in a broken boat that she couldn’t seem to get the reins of, sinking. Sinking. – Pepa, make it rain.

-¿Qué? Mamá me va a matar.

-If you don’t rain, I’ll be the one killing you! Our clothes will dry, but I need to shock her to stop her crying or she’s going to pass out!

The first droplets that fell on her face went unnoticed, Alma had curled on herself and didn’t seem able to grasp anything that was going on around her, not until she found herself a second later underneath a curtain of freezing water that drew a deep gasp from within her throat. The downpour had the desired effect and Julieta took advantage of her mother trying to lift herself to move away from the rain to grab her hands softly and get her to focus on her, bringing them to rest on her own chest as she tried to breathe evenly and slowly so Alma could copy her. Each time they thought they were on the right track to calming their mother down she would suddenly start crying again, pushing them away but they didn’t let go and soon she would surrender to their combined strength and would work with Julieta to get her breathing to a steady normal pace. Twenty minutes later and several moments of panic from Pepa they had managed to calm her down, but the silent tears would still stream down her face as if she was unable to stop them. With careful hands all while chanting her mantra of clear skies to stop the rain from flooding the courtyard she helped Alma into a sitting position using herself as a backrest so she could recline against Pepa’s chest, Julieta’s hands still holding onto her mother’s to keep her breathing slow and steady.

-Can you breathe better now? Do you feel lightheaded? – shaking her head she took a deep shaky breath, her eyes looking down at the floor so she wouldn’t have to face them. She wasn’t sure whether she meant her fears or her own children, probably both. – Did you have a nightmare? You could have woken us, mamá.

-No. – should she lie? Brown kind orbs locked with hers just for a second, but it was a second too long and she found herself crying more tears. She had the same kind eyes Pedro had and looking at her was like she was looking at him through a curtain of confusion and worry that didn’t belong to him but to their daughter. ¡Tonta, tonta, tonta, tonta! This was all a stupid idiotic game where she was the orchestrator of it all without knowing, where she had played her cards far too well and had met defeat even when she had supposedly won every round. She saw herself as a monster, an old woman that had given in, had let herself be taken, used, maybe even loved, but to what extent? She had lost everything once more, snatched right out of her hands.

-Vale, tranquila, respira. In and out, in and out. Look at Juli, mamá.

-I… I’m fine. – She had never told a bigger lie. Dios, why do you punish those who less deserve it with such cruel games of love and pain? Why can’t she just let go of her grief, her guilt, it was exhausting and crushing her with a weight that not even Luisa could lift. If only Pedro could tell her what to do, if he was angry at her, ashamed even, anything to know what she was meant to do. She was in the middle of the jungle with no clear paths surrounded by beasts that threatened to kill her with each step.

-What happened? What’s wrong mamá?

-Por favor, dejadlo.

-Mamá, is it… about Mariano? Did he hurt you and that’s why you are crying?

-What? He.. he wouldn’t… - the sight of her bruised wrists spoke differently and for a minute she wondered if he had indeed hurt her. Emotionally he had destroyed her, unintentionally, she knew that even if no one had spoken wisest words; physically she felt rotten as if her head was about to split open by the amount of thoughts, her chest constricting around her poor broken heart. It was a conflict of feelings, she believed, because as much as the marks on her wrists and the ones that had been under her dress that morning when she had gone to the kitchen spoke, she couldn’t really believe that he had hurt her. Even if he stabbed her repeatedly she would still think he wasn’t doing any harm. Her mind was being clouded by the pain and she couldn’t face the truth? – He said… He said he loved me.

-We know. Mamá, you must try and remember what happened at the party. Anything would be of help. We need to understand the extent of this whole situation.

-Julieta, I can’t. I’m not even sure I want to know.

-We are a family, and we will fix this, but we must rip the bandage off first. I can’t even begin to imagine how scared and worried you must be, but we must bleed a little before our wounds can begin to heal. Just like when Casita fell and we had to figure ourselves out. We talked, shared our fears and worries… We must do the same now.

-Por favor, no. No quiero. The way he makes me feel, I can’t… por favor.

-Mamá, are you scared of him? – the way Pepa had said it made Alma’s blood freeze in her veins. Scared of Mariano? A knife through her chest would have hurt less. She was scared of what he would have done to her last night when he pinned her against the kitchen wall, she wouldn’t lie that she had been terrified, but at the same time she had felt a small amount of safety with him, something in the back of her mind kept on repeating that he would never do her any harm. Of course she hadn’t want to be with her back against a wall, but his grip hadn’t been too strong, her skin just bruised easily, it had only been to hold her arms and keep her in place so she wouldn’t accidentally slip and fall, his lips had given her soft, warm kisses all over her exposed flesh, even as he undressed her she had felt cared for, he was careful and sweet in his movements. How could she be scared of that, how could she be scared of the one she was falling for?

-He would never…

-But he did, that’s the whole point!

-Pepa, not right now. Calm down.

-Fine. Clear skies, clear skies, ¿contenta?

-Si, gracias. Mamá, look at me and be honest, we won’t judge you.

-You will hate me even more if I tried to explain it.

-Even more? We don’t hate you,who told you that? Everyone makes mistakes.

-But not as many as I always seem to make. I destroyed Dolores’ life, Rosa probably will never speak to me ever again and I don’t blame her at all. And Mariano…I betrayed your father’s memory, hurt our marriage and our life, our miracle…

-I sense there’s a but. – Julieta’s kind eyes never ceased to look at her with utmost respect and love helping Alma ground herself. Now or never, there would never be a right moment to say this, but she needed to make it real to get some relief in her aching chest.

-He… He… He made me… happy.

-Te hizo, ¿feliz?

-Me hizo feliz. - The breeze had returned, moving around the patio lifting the strenuous weight off her shoulders the instant those words had left her lips. Why did everything have to be so difficult, why couldn’t she just get up and run to him, let him hold her in his strong arms until the world and everything bad that surrounded her vanished? She couldn’t see Pepa, but if Julieta was any indication of what they were feeling she could live with the expression of understanding she was receiving from her eldest daughter. It confused her but it relieved her immensely even if it was just a façade. – I was happy, we talked, and laughed and… he gave me a daisy. He put it in my hair.

-He was the one who gave you the daisy? Félix and I spent half the night wondering where it had come from. Why did he do that?

-I don’t know, but… I liked it, he made me feel beautiful, and I know it’s wrong, but I have so many thoughts in my head that I just can’t understand. I don’t know what to feel.

-Don’t push yourself, the entire thing is… weird, bizarre even; we all need time. – Pepa squeezed Alma’s shoulders to reassure her mother, it felt wonderful coming from her youngest daughter, their relationship was getting better.

-I will have to talk to Dolores, explain my actions as best as I can, but I don’t know where to begin.

-Mamá, explanations can wait a bit. Your nieta is a very patient girl. Let’s just go to bed and sleep a bit, okay?

-I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep. I feel like I have one of your hurricanes in my head.

-Juli can give you some tea to help. No dreams or nightmares, just sleep. Does that sound good?

-Si. Quiero dormir y olvidar.

-I’m afraid I can’t make you forget, but it will provide rest and maybe with the light of morning you might see things differently, clearer.

She was right, Julieta was always right. Perspective was necessary for all this, it would help her sort every thought, every feeling, maybe some memories as well. With Pepa’s help they got their mother on her feet and slowly made their way to the kitchen. Julieta worked diligently like a painter with a brand-new piece, loving every stroke, every colour that the brush picked to create art; with each spoon that filled the air with warm spices from the many years she had spent in that kitchen her daughter gracefully moved around the room as if she were floating, letting the leaves rest as the hot liquid turned a soft purple colour. Alma could see the steam floating in twirls up into the air to vanish into the transparent atmosphere that embraced the kitchen, lavender filling her nostrils, calming her wrecking nerves almost instantly. The tea warmed her chest with each sip untying the knots that she had unconsciously created since waking up, easing her burden just a little, enough for her to see that maybe with time things would fall back in place. Pepa was having some as well but in her case to calm her anger towards him, both sisters having a silent conversation with only raised eyebrows and slow movements of their heads. If only she knew what they were saying. Soon enough her tired body grew heavy, her eyelids closing every few seconds of their own accord. With one hand holding Julieta’s and the other pulling Pepa up the stairs they made it to Alma’s room, her dress soon changed into a nightgown, Pepa’s slow working hands undoing her mother’s hair before the three women laid on the mattress. The instant her head hit the pillow she was asleep, Pepa and Julieta followed just a couple minutes later once they were sure their mother was resting at last.

She had only told them a small fraction of her real fears, her real thoughts and wants, but she couldn’t just blur it all out, not yet at least. She needed time away from him to understand what she really felt, whether it was a remnant from what they had shared that night, a ghost of the lust both had felt or if it was real, as real as her own being, real as her Pedro had once been. For now the deep infinite darkness that enfolded her sleeping mind was enough, no thoughts, no nightmares or dreams, just her body floating in the vast universe, the moving planets and galaxies taking her burden off her shoulders, temporarily at least. Warmth spread through her entire body making her feel secure. With half closed eyelids she could see somebody else floating in the darkness with her, wrapping their arms around her, resting their head on her shoulder. Even in her half-asleep state she could still smell the soft scent of wood and apples that she had grown to love in the short period of time she had had with him. His hands still felt soft in her old ones, warm underneath her palms, a sense of rightness enveloping her entire being. Forgiveness, understanding and love, that’s all she felt as the arms wrapped themselves tighter around her frame, his short beard scratching the sensitive skin of her neck, a feeling she hadn’t known she had missed. He wasn’t angry and that comforted her, but there would be time for words when her time came, right now she only wanted to stay like this for as long as she could, she didn’t need anything from him other than what he was already giving her, their fingers intertwined as she finally fell into the abyss of dreams with him holding her. Pedro understood and loved her to no end, more than life itself, and in this moment of silence and harmless passion he would take away her pain, make her see just like she had been asking him to. His guidance wouldn’t mean he would lose Alma, it would mean to see her happy, and that’s all he had ever wanted. She had wasted too much time to run away now from a chance that destiny, although cruel, had given her. Whispers of love and promises of a better future, that she could still be a different woman, left his lips as they fell through infinite darkness. This was enough.

When dawn came Julieta and Pepa woke up to see their mother still sleeping soundly with the blanket tightly around her body, relaxed, not a tense muscle in her body and even the small hint of a smile on her lips. The just assumed it had been the tea what had given her this level of relaxation but if they could read minds, if they could step inside Alma’s brain they would see her lying over the damp grass of a far away field cuddled against Pedro’s arms the skies clear of clouds and a green forest shielding them from the world. With each whispered word the forest would make itself smaller, her thoughts and worries vanishing one by one. Quietly the sisters made their way to the door hoping she would sleep for a bit longer even if she missed breakfast, anything that would delay the inevitable that was facing the world and her family. Pepa was still tired, the tea hadn’t quite stopped working when she had roused from her slumber and so she made her way to her room in hopes of staying in bed for a bit more, Julieta on the other hand should get ready for the day and start breakfast, Agustín waiting for her in bed when she opened the door, his chocolate eyes kind and reassuring as she entered the room.

-Is she asleep?

-Yes. Hopefully she’ll miss breakfast and won’t have to talk to Dolores. You know how mamá can be and the sooner she tackles all this the better. I’m not of that opinion.

-Was everything alright last night? I heard voices outside but didn’t think I would be a reassuring sight.

-Things happened, I’ll tell you later.

-Whenever you say amor. I was thinking of showering, do you want to accompany me?

How could she refuse those eyes? Taking her hand they both vanished into the bathroom and didn’t come out for quite a while both quite refreshed, washed and satisfied. By the time they came out of their bedroom Pepa and Felix were already starting to cook, mainly Felix, Pepa was just passing ingredients over to him. There is no danger of burning something if the only thing you are doing is holding a plate of mangos, right? Wrong. As soon as she saw Julieta she left the plate on top of the counter or what she thought was the counter, it had actually been the stove. She was about to speak to inquirer about their mother when the sound of cracking porcelain filled the air, Felix groaning in despair and trying to push the now toasted mangos away before they were set on fire.

-Pepi, amor, fijate donde dejas las cosas.

-Perdón. I’ll make sure next time.

-If there’s a next time.

-What do you mean by that? - a great dark cloud levitated on top of her head as she glared at her husband who just raised his hands in the air with an apologetic grin.

-Nada, nada.

The kitchen soon started filling with people, conversations echoing in the space along with the wonderful smell of freshly baked goods and Pepa’s surprisingly well toasted mangos. Through the still drawn curtains the voices reached Alma’s ears rising her from her sleep slowly. The arms in which she had slept the whole night through had let go of her with quiet promises of love, her eyes opening shortly after. This time she was alone in her bed and although there was still some fear in her heart and doubts in her mind she could see many things clearer by the minute. Today would be different, she could feel it. She didn’t know of all the things Pedro had told her but he had eased her worries and pains during the short time they shared even if she no longer could feel him around her or hear his voice, he was still there in the house, the candle, their children... Pushing the blanket of her body she rose on her feet heading towards the window drawing the heavy curtains open letting the sunlight come through and wash away the very few doubts she had had when she opened her eyes. Today really felt like it was going to be completely different. Her eyes drifted from the sky towards the lower floor, watching her grandchildren laughing and chasing each other. Isabela was lifting a cactus high in the air as she screamed at Camilo, Luisa trying to calm the whole thing down while Dolores and Mirabel laughed uncontrollably, even Antonio was giggling while sitting on his jaguar’s back. A new found determination made her take a deep breath before she turned towards her room and got ready for the day. Once presentable she glanced at the golden candle; if she had blinked she would have missed the flame burning brighter almost as if it was confirming her that everything would be fine and she found herself trusting and believing the small magical fire, after all it had been a gift from her Pedro and she trusted him blindly even after fifty years.

The door opened on its own as she approached it, Alma patting the doorframe lightly as to thank the house as she stepped into the hall and down the stairs. The voices of the children grew in volume and so did the laughter and cactuses that her eldest granddaughter was throwing at her cousin with terrible aim. She was making sure not to hit him. At the sight of their abuela Camilo stopped running, a smirk on his face as he quickly hid behind Alma.

-You can’t hit me now!

-Abuela! He stole my plate of arepas!

-Did you do that Camilo?

-Esto… ¿puede? I won’t confirm or deny anything.

-You just said maybe, cabeza mula!

-Watch your language Isabela.

-Sorry abuela.

-Camilo, give your cousin her arepas back or I’ll confiscate your desserts for a week.

-¿Qué? ¡No! Fine, I’ll give them back, just don’t punish me in such cruel ways abuela. You know how much energy it takes for me to use my gift, I need the extra food or I might pass out one of these days.

-One of these days you are going to pass away, not out, and I’m going to be there.

-She’s threatening me, abuela!

-Did she? How strange, I didn't hear a thing. ¡Vamos, a la mesa!

The kids all scurried away into the kitchen followed by a very amused Alma. The glances she got the minute she set foot in the room made a feeling of uneasiness grow in her chest, her eyes roaming over her children;, Bruno was sitting right next to Mirable with a conflicted look in his eyes. He looked up at her for a second and then lowered his gaze as if he was keeping something from her, the bags under his eyes more prominent than in previous days. He had obviously got no sleep at all and it worried her, his habits for the last ten years had been very unhealthy and only now he had started getting enough sleep and eating normal amounts of food, much to Julieta’s pleasure. She would talk with him later, in this tired state he was more susceptible to involuntary visions and those were the worst, they took the greatest toll on his mind and body. Julieta and Pepa stole worried glances but seemed relieved to see her smiling as she took her seat at the head of the table not bothering to hush the kids, it was an already lost battle after all children will be children even if they are fifty. With everyone sitting and ready to eat she could feel as if nothing had ever happened, everything felt just like old times, maybe even better, until she saw that the plate of mangos was in front of Dolores and the girl seemed far too interested on her food to even lift her head and Alma didn’t want to call the girl out. The conversation they were due to have wasn’t going to happen in front of everyone.

-Agustín, can you pass me the mangos?

-Toasted or untoasted?

-Toasted please.- Dolores’ eyes roused from her plate and stared at her grandmother’s for the first time since last night as she passed the plate to her tio, but there wasn’t any tension in them, there was pain of course, but most of all was patience and understanding. It wasn’t until Alma took the plate from his hands that she noticed the girl was wearing a daisy in her hair. Her blood ran cold at the realisation that Dolores had possibly heard everything last night; Alma breaking down, her words for Pedro, her struggles. And yet the girl looked at her with an understanding she had never seen in any person, not even the elders that lived in the village. Maybe she had underestimated Dolores in this whole situation.

-Gracias. What is everyone going to do today?

-Pepa and I are going to the fields today. The drought seems to be taking too long and you know that Pepi doesn’t mind helping every once in a while, right amor?

-Only because they are nice and asked for it as a favour. Antonio can stay with Bruno and finish building that playing pen for his rats or do you want to come with papi and mami, cielo?

-I want to help with his rats. They’ve been working on a new episode of tio’s telenovela and I want to watch it. I still don’t understand why Blanca didn’t stay in Campoalegre with Miguel. They had a house and everything, what’s she going to find in Soacha?

-Love? Power? Money? Find out in the next capítulo! - that’s all Bruno said and it earned him three raised eyebrows: one from Pepa, another one from Isabela along with a face that was screaming what the heck and of course one from Alma, we mustn't forget our customs. Although he was smiling broadly with his arms extended no one supported his outburst and soon he lowered them with a huff and a quiet “No teneis cultura” that he was sure going to pay for later. Pepa wasn't about to just sit there and be called uncultured, she would kick his ass when she was sure her mamá wasn’t close by.

-What about you Julieta? Today is your day off.

-Agustín and I thought of going on a picnic down by the lake, far away from the shore so there won’t be any accidents. I’m sure there’s enough food for you as well if you want to join us.

-Sí, Juli always cooks for the entire town, even now. If everyone joined us there would be enough for each.

-No, cariño, I think I’ll stay in today or maybe go down to the market. You enjoy your picnic with your husband. Just be careful, I’m looking at you Agustín, don’t go anywhere near the water unless you have a lifesaver with you. No one comes into this house soaking wet, it upsets Casita’s tiles.

-If you are sure mamá. I’ll just go and get the basket from the cupboard as soon as we are finished and get out of your hair for the entire day.

-What about you children, any plans?

-Mirabel wanted to go and buy some fabrics and since they tend to be super heavy I’m going with her. Camilo is not allowed because he almost burned the store down with one of his pranks.

-Luisa! You promised you wouldn’t tell!

-¡Perdón! It just slipped. I didn't mean… it wasn’t really… he didn’t burn it down… sort of.

-¡Luisa, callate!

-Si, si , I… I’m very hungry. Can I get another arepa? - with a glare Camilo passed the plate over to the bigger girl who had turned a worrisome crimson red and was stuffing food as a way of not speaking more. Unhealthy but it kind of worked so…

-Camilo should stay with Bruno and Toñito so he won’t be a menace to the town.

-Isabela…

-I won’t apologise Abuela, you know I’m right. When he’s down by the plaza he ends up getting chased by one or town shop owners. His pranks are really getting out of hand.

-You threw a cactus at Osvaldo! That's worse than what I’ve done.

- Isabela?

-He wasn’t respecting Luisa’s new schedule Abuela. You told him to fix his fence, he didn’t and almost commanded Luisa to pick his donkeys and return them. It was a well deserved cactus, and it wasn’t even that spiky. Besides, you didn’t say a thing when mamá refused to help him.

-He should have respected Luisa’s schedule but it doesn't mean you get the right to throw dangerous plants at him whenever you want, i hope you know that. I thought he had sat on one of them, no wonder he seemed so furious when Julieta closed the door on his face.

-He would have got the rolling pin if I hadn’t closed it. Be grateful you are not bailing me out of jail.

-I never thought I would hear that from you. I expected it from Pepa, but not you.

-Me? What kind of reputation do I have, mamá?

-The sort of reputation that you get when you’ve chased ex boyfriends while lightning. That counts for something right?

-And this is why no one likes you Bruno.

-Pepa!

-It’s fine mamá, at least I don’t soak the bed when I stub my toe.

-It was one time! And it was your bed!

The argument was cut short by Casita’s tiles clacking to get everyone’s attention. Once they quieted down they heard a knock coming from the courtyard, Isabela standing to open the front door since she was the closest. With the creaking of Casita opening its door to whoever it was the dining room filled up with an unquestionable tension that no one expected though it soon became more than just that when Isabela screamed at the top of her lungs for whoever it was standing outside to leave. Julieta and Agustin were quick on their feet followed by Pepa and Felix, Bruno trying to keep the children in the kitchen in case it was dangerous. Alma stood on trembling knees and made her way to the courtyard paying no mind to her son's pleas not to leave the room; she needed to know what was going on, who had made her granddaughter this mad. The instant she set foot on the patio she wished she had listened to Bruno. Although her daughters were trying to cover him from her and Felix and Agustin were holding Isabela so she wouldn’t murder anyone she still saw him standing on the stairs with a bouquet of roses.

-¡Soltadme! You have the courage to come to our house after last night?! Let me go! I’m going to kill him!

-Mija, please, you are going to hurt Dolores if you keep screaming. Calm down, come on, your mamá and tia can handle this.

-No! I’m staying, I wouldn’t trust that ass with a woman even if it were his own mother. If he touches you or abuela I’m breaking his face.

-Isabela, cariño, we’ll be fine. Take her to the garden Gus, before she accidentally makes carnivorous plants grow. - although she was still fighting to get out of their iron grip they took her to the back door and out into the garden leaving the three women alone with him still standing like an idiot by the door. This time they had to watch Pepa, the growing dark cloud giving away just how pissed she was. - Mariano, go home, this is not the time.

-Si, go before either of us do something that we’ll regret.

-Please señoras, give me just a minute to explain myself. Just one. Then I’ll leave if you want me to, I won’t fight you.

-Está bien, one minute. Go on.

-Thank you señora Julieta. I came to apologise, not only because my abuela told me to but because I’ve been thinking all night and… and I wanted to tell you that all this, the entire situation from what happened in the party up until what happened last night, Alma had nothing to do with it. It was all me. I wanted her and she didn’t fight me, but I couldn’t see whether she was comfortable or not and it was quite obvious that she wasn’t. Please, don’t be mad at her, don’t hate her because none of this is her doing. Absolutely nothing.

-You realised you were hurting our mother after Rosa whooped your ass?

-A bit, yes, but not really. It dawned on me when I let go of her and saw that she was crying. I should have realised that I was hurting her, I should have listened and there aren’t enough words or time for me to apologise enough, but I hope that if you let me see her, just to give her these flowers and tell her how sorry I am we might… start fixing this, if it can be mended, of course.

-What do you think, Pepa?

-I’ll be standing right behind you, ready to bite your neck off if you try to do anything. I suppose that mamá is the one you should be apologising to.

-Thank you. De verdad.

After glancing at each other they finally moved aside and Alma stood face to face with Mariano. He looked worse for wear, a bandage covering his entire left arm where if she remembered correctly Pepa had electrocuted him, several bandaids on his nose that had clearly been broken and a swollen black eye, she couldn’t determine whether it was from the nose or a chanclazo that had landed poorly on his face. Yet he stood there with a cautious smile and a huge bouquet of what she could clearly see now were red roses and pristine white daisies. Has that unofficially become their flower? It seemed to be everywhere today. She stood there unsure what to do until he took a step into Casita. She had expected the tiles to morph into a wave and throw him out but they remained unmovile almost as if the house knew she didn’t really want him far from her. There was a respectable distance between the two of them when he stopped, no need to get her daughters all worked up and worsen his injuries, after all he wasn’t planning on doing anything except for what he already expressed.

-Hola.

-Yo… esto… I got you this, I know you are always surrounded by flowers and Isa can make you more beautiful ones, but…

-They are wonderful.

-I’m glad you like them. You said you liked daisies, that your late husband used to pick them everyday and I thought you would appreciate them. The roses… I just liked them.

-You… remembered? - another memory crept up on her, but this one belonged to a much older time, when he had barely learned to garden with Isabela, they had just turned ten and as an anecdote she had told him of how Pedro would every morning head to a nearby field that seemed to always be filled with daisies and bring her a cup of coffee and a small glass with water and the flower. She thought he would have forgotten after all these years.

-Of course. Everything you have ever told me I keep it in my mind. I don’t want to forget any details of your life, they are important to you then they are important to me. Here, they will need water but I’m sure you can get Isa to look after them.

-Si, even if they come from you. She’s really angry.

-She broke my nose last night, I thought she was going to again when she opened the door. She seemed even angrier than yesterday.

-She… she did what?

-Oh, I thought you knew. It doesn’t matter, I deserved it. I hurt you. I didn't mean to but I did. I don’t know what came over me, I thought we were… happy, but it’s quite obvious I was wrong. As I said there aren’t enough words or time for me to make it up to you, but I will try my best, I promise.

-Mariano, we have issues, and it takes two to…

-No. I did it all. You were there but I didn't consult you, I forced myself on you, don’t for a minute think that you had anything to do with this. I did it all.

He was lying, she could see it in his face but what he was trying to hide from her she didn’t know. She just knew that at least a small percentage of what had happened had been her fault, she couldn't blame it all on him but he was standing there in front of her family telling them he was the bad guy. Either he was an idiot with a death wish or an idiot who was… in love. She took the flowers from him and left them on a side table before turning to look at him. She had made up her mind on the spot.

-Let’s go for a walk.

-Mamá?

-¿Qué? Are you mad?

-Niñas, por favor. I’ll be fine, Mariano and I need to talk, and it's going to happen sooner or later. You wanted the clear image, well, so do I and the only way is to talk. I don’t think it will take long, but don’t worry if I’m late for lunch.

-Are you sure mamá? We can go with you, stay in the background.

-I don’t need bodyguards Juli. You worry about your daughter and her aggressiveness. I’ll be fine. Besides I’m sure Dolores will keep an ear out for me, won’t you dear?

A squeak was the only answer they got. Taking a deep breath Alma gestured to the front door and followed him to the outer world to greet the morning. Glancing behind her she saw Casita closing the doors leaving a worried Julieta and a terrified and angry Pepa behind, but this was the best for them both. She wouldn’t learn anything if they were around them both like bees around Agustín.

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the-acid-pear · 3 years ago

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I just can't get enough it seems, time to start the next Baki the Grappler book!

It seems that this one will take on the saga i saw on the anime (at least by the end) so that's exciting

Chapter 1

First off quality is SHIT lmao

Yesss i remember this. I still think that shit about everyone trembling is a lil... Mmmm bullshit.

Baki be like <:] but in a smug way

Look at Tokugawa my man

OH RIGHT HE LEFT THE TOURNAMENT WITH A CAST

This feels so random

Oh right the synchronicity shit

Baki is so -_- in this manga

Look at the old timer go

YEAH FR TOKUGAWA JUST BROUGHT EXPLOSIVES TO A SCHOOL FULL OF CHILDREN TO MAKE A SHITTY ANALOGY SHSHWKWGGE FREAK OLD MAN

Chapter 2

Ahegao

Epic grandpa

HO NICE

Mf really swam thru the Pacific ocean

Chapter 3

Huh i thought he was Scottish

This random guy was pretty interesting looking, the one executing Doyle

Fucked up shit how they still do this stuff

King, i can somehow still remember his voice in particular fsr

Also since no one reads this i will say it: Doyle does NOT look white ahagdbafhsdbc

I like that he didn't bother killing the doctor

Is that Strydum? 🥺👉👈

Chapter 4

Shagddjd i was going to say that, this dude could have easily taken a different path from violence

GAARN? MY MAN? MY BELOVED GARLAND? IS HE ALIVE STILL?!

FFS NOT FOR LONG HHH LOOK HOW THEY MASSACRED MY BOY...

I mean it's fair, Sirkosky uses weapons, but man, Garland... :'/

This all hits so different once you know the characters :]]]

Chapter 5

That pic is still so brutal

What an absolute troll shsshwgxgd

Also fun fact when i watched the anime i didn't pay much attention at first so I assumed the Russian was Spec (i didn't even know Sirkosky's name)

I love how that was unnecessary shagdhsr

ADAGDFAGAFAD this guy was also great

Spec was fucking insane man aggsggahsfg

I love he's full of tattoos

The absolutely king

OH RIGHT Spec is sus *laugh track*

Chapter 6

Oh hell yeah, grandpa's ex

Baki tf you doing there in the cover you madlad

...bottom storage.

THEY ARE SO MEAN LEAVE HIS SHORT ASS ALONE SHSGJSGS

He's my size btw

Was there a motive for him to be naked or was he just a freak btw?

I love the shape of his eyes ngl

I love how scared the guards are while he just calmly rambles

I don't wanna call yanagi my grandpa because i think yanagi can get it and it would be like calling him daddy but the Gilf™ is Dorian man life is so hard when you are me

I love Yanagi's face lol he's handsome

Chapter 7

Poor Baki lmao he just got better from the maximum tournament and now this

Lmao Baki has a point

Unnecessary, Doyle

Chapter 8

I love how they were recruiting dangerous mfs to beat up this random guy bc his vibes are fucked up

This guy looked a lot like jack

You gotta be brave to shove a knife that sharp into your pants

I love how Baki literally did nothing to em

Baki's face just looks wrong this isn't my beloved child

Imagine you are about to fight this mf and he just shoves his hand inside his pants

Chapter 9

This dude really looks like, fully japanese jack hanma

JWGWKEGWKSGE I LOVE HIM

I love how Spec just showed up dressed up as a fucking monk or something

Chapter 10

You guys know, Dorian reminds me of my now dead great grandfather, with the moustache look even more.

Not impressed, 15 yo Hanayama did the same when throwing a tantrum

He's so insane i luv him

Okay but look at the cut of that outfit look at how well it hugs his chest and waist but flows bellow... Spec my dude you could have been a mad good model 😐 he's even giving me gender envy! 🥺

I love how Baki used both his hands for the handshake

Chapter 11

Ho, speak of the devil, i was just talking of this fucker with Blood

Mf got so old

I like how there was no motive for him to be naked he literally is just Like That

Also it's from here that he got that wasp waist lmao

Mf just flexing at this point lmao

GRANDPA!! <3

Yanagi got cake

That's so unnecessary rude, obsessed. Also, as if you weren't old Yanagi. I see why they broke up now ;/

Chapter 12

11 and 12 are the same fsr

Chapter 13

I honestly wonder where these prisoners got their clothes, like, aside from Doyle that one time everyone else is never shown shopping or even owning money

Also i love the fact that on a daily basis i dress the same as Spec, that definitely says something bout me jagsjsgwhwfwg 😭

To be honest, considering the size of Spec's body, they should definitely feed him more

He didn't wash his hands 😢

Dick and balls too strong ajgshsgsg

I love how fucking, polite he is.

Oh i see, i thought he might have stolen a wallet or something but nah

Btw i genuinely don't remember shit JAGSKSGWJGS even if it watched the anime i forgot most of this

Chapter 14

GOD the way the anime butchered Katsumi, he's so handsome in the manga in comparison 😐

Also i like how they aren't explaining this like, Katsumi was the one who lost, did he wait until Retsu was okay to fight again in HIS ("") dojo?!

RETSU STOP DOING THESE SORT OF TRICKS THAT'S PHYSICALLY IMPOSSIBLE AJDGSJSG

HE'S JUST BUILT DIFFERENT

Okay he actually explained, oddly nice of Retsu to accept tho

Hoho this scene hits different now that i know and like Katsumi

Also I'm not even gonna question where Doppo is, dude is never just around skdgksgd

Chapter 15

I love this genre of cover

WHITE BOY SJDGSJGSHS-

I love that retsu is just watching, he's still an asshole QJGSJSGWH

If i didn't know Katsumi I would say he died

I did actually think he had died when watching the anime

Retsu still has his thicc ass i see

Chapter 16

See all this makes sense now that i know retsu and the shit he has seen and been thru!

Angry lad, lucky his hair didn't burn

I DIDNT EVEN REALIZE HE EXTINGUISHED THE FIRE WITH HIS SCREAM

Chapter 17

Ahegao in the cover

I'm looking at the pages and I'm obsessed with Doppo being described as a "bold, badass karate master", it's so accurate <3

Also Igari being called eccentric, and the mention he defeated Mount Toba!! <3

Baki is slowly looking more like Baki

"my mother is dying"

Tasks keep failing successfully

Chapter 18

mAh boy...

That happens and it's the worst

Musashi you good boy 🥺

Chapter 19

Igari <33

That's insane

Chapter 20

I love that Igari looks legitimately worried and sad, not sweating tho

I love how he didn't have any serious damage until the punches like, okay.

Poor Igari tho

DID HE CHEW EM OFF OR SOMETHING? SHSHWGEGCH

Was anybody going to tell me is Sikorsky and not Sirkosky?

Also i love how legitimately scared Tokugawa is, probably more than when Yujiro picked him up

Chapter 21

The heights are so off in this saga

Oh my fucking god i didn't know Spec was 221

Either heights are all over the place or Yanagi is not 160

Either way HOW CAN YOU BE THAT SMALL? 🤣

GAFSFWEAD Tokugawa like "i own this place 😐"

Doyle is still the most decent one of the bunch

URSURSUTSUSTSRU

LOOK AT YANAGI DORIAN AND SIKORSKY ALREADY GETTING THEIR HANDS READY SBDGSHW

I googled how big Andreas from the tournament was and like, 2.40 😦

LET'S GOOOOO EVEN WITH A BEARD OMFG 😳😳😳

I see Hanayama descended into alcoholism after losing in the tournament. Also tf is with that bag? Was he hiking or something?

Jsgsjsgd Shibukawa is so excited too

I think this is chronically the first time Doppo appears with fully casual clothes, usually he either was in a suit or in his karate uniform

I'm straight up simping to the public now sgsjsgwhw

Chapter 22

LOOK AT THESE DUDES..... 💞

FUCK I WAS GONNA SAY THERE WERE MORE BAD THAN GOOD GUYS THEN LOOKED DOWN AND REALIZED THAT NO, SHIBUKAWA WAS JUST NEARLY OUT OF FRAME 😭

They all look so upset about that information

SIKORSKY NAME GOT SPELLED AS SILCOSKI...

Looking at them drives me insane i developed such a bond with all these fighters

I haven't seen Doppo this excited since last time his wife showed up

BAKI SWEARING?! 😰

How did Tokugawa grab Baki's shoulder?

ALSO WHY TF IS BAKI SO SURPRISED AS IF HE DIDNT GO AROUND BEATING UP PEOPLE WHEN HE WAS 13...

Don't worry Baki y'all will, Tokyo is not that big it seems

Shibukawa swearing 😨

"Imagine being mid but and Spec pulls up on you" "imagine having sex and she takes the mask and it's fucking Spec"

To be fair i would fuck a 2.21 muscular lady without going "hmmm this doesn't seem like a good idea..." in any moment

Chapter 23

I love how Dorian is just looking up

ACTUALLY ALL THEIR STANCES, Yanagi making dead eye contact with Gouki, Sikorsky with a firm pose just as Hanayama, Doyle with hiss chest up but eyes down giving a sense of pride, and, well, then there's Spec being Spec.

I like seeing Sikorsky having fun

I love Spec he played so smart SGSGSGS

😳 love wins!

Oh i had already forgotten about the dojo

Old man Dorian just has that effect on people

Threesome i see /j

He really was just fucking hiking i would love if they ever explained that ough 🥺

Did his facial hair just disappear?? STSGSFSD

BWHEKEGWJG THEY REALLY JUST FORGOT TO ADD IT FOR ONE PANEL IM OBSESSED

Such a good kick tho

The relationship these men can have is so oddly nice like not Doppo and Retsu specifically but all of the fighters in general. Like many of them barely know each other, but they all know their fighting styles and respect each other, plus have no reason to be in bad terms with one another and specially not now that they are all fighting for the same cause. It's just so nice to see em idk JAGSHS

Hey Igari.

Chapter 24

Thank God Doppo went <3 again it had been so long

Babe are you okay? You hadn't put a lil heart in your speech bubble for a while...

King really punched the fire

I will chose to believe that's true bc it's impressive 😍

You know it's funny like, Katsumi is mad good but he doesn't has as much experience as his dad and that leaves him in disvantage

Hehe i remember that guy

The manga is so much better than the anime ffs

I love that he didn't even realize

Chapter 25

Manga i don't think that's science

Also Baki just chilling with some doves lmao

I'm looking thru old messages see how my og reaction to this was

Huh i found nothing, that's odd. Well my reaction would have probably been like NOOOOO anyway so, y'all can imagine it

You left my dilf handless you fucking asshole good thing he has a wife

Imagine this dude cuts your hand and then just flexes his knowledge about science or whatever

HSSGGSFS THEY FIXED THE NO BEARD ERROR

Illiterate king <3

A guy did this to me once btw!!! Obviously in way smaller scale but he just touched something and the bleeding soon stopped!!!!

Honestly that's the most huge dick energy thing Doppo has ever done

Pfff I'm starting to remember why i liked Doppo so much 🥴

Bitches confused over him running away, tf was he supposed to do? He played it smart since there are no rules

Though yeah an eye and NOW a hand, insane

Chapter 26

Sjshhdhsn tanuki?

Oh, fox, he was calling him slick

Manga is pretty faster than the anime

Chapter 27

Where's your honor, Igari...

He is right sadly enough 😔

Oh i keep forgetting Igari's nature, he was probably trying to pull his silly little tricks again

This is just brutal honestly

Hehe this time i didn't get scared ☺️

I like that at least I'm not the only one who needs their mind off the gutter

Chapter 28

Love seeing em datin <3

He's so aggressive accidentally i love these dorks sm 😍🥺💞

SPEC FFS SJGDHWGW

Chapter 29

SPEC FOR FUCKS SAKE SJSVSJWGSH

Hanayama is such a real bro man

I LOVE THAT HE WAS JUST STALKING BAKI TOO BTW SJDGJDGDHSBDGDGS

To think i will still love hanayama but for entirely different reasons 😌

Chapter 30

Kaoru looks different but idk how

What the fuck is Spec even saying?

The fact that that makes no sense, i still love it a lot tho.

ALSO I ADORE HOW QUIET HANAYAMA IS WHEN FIGHTING

Okay Spec really has a point it really is beautiful

GOD I'M STARTING TO UNDERSTAND THESE CHARACTERS TOO MUCH I NEED HELP AJDGSJSGSHS 😭

But it's beautiful in the sense like, look how built he is! Look at all those scars!!! It IS beautiful it's a masterpiece!!!!!!!

"i choose to believe this is how hanayama always undresses" KSHSKDGSJ THE AMOUNT OF SUITS THIS MAN DESTROYS.. OBSESSED

Though yeah Hanayama in general is also beautiful isn't he?

Chapter 31

I would sob man look at him. Look at Shiba.

NO ONE RISKS HIS LIFE MORE THAN SHIBA YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE I STILL HOLD A LOT OF RESPECT FOR HIM!

A BENCH...

I really don't get why he's letting himself get hit, is he just flexing?

I cannot way to see him do his Technique ™

Chapter 32

Manga is so much superior to the anime, like, i haven't complained about Spec even once bc he isn't annoying anyone, in the anime he was so infuriating!!

I love when they just steal their standing poses sjsgjssgsh

That distortion effect so good

Chapter 33

I still think it's weird they used humans and not machines, though it was effective

I love how Spec managed to punch that statue without calling the attention of much people that's impressive

And i love that he keeps saying man he sounds like me with bro

Hanayama my beloved

Chapter 34

Yeah I'm not reading all that 😐

Oh this explains the holes in his clothes

#luly talks #btg #having a shitton of fun #the anime is NOTHING compared to the manga #the only good thing about the anime is the voice acting which is just on point #but everything else SUCKS man #they made me hate my man Spec and now im seeing he wasnt as nearly as annoying as in the anime #AND THEY BUTCHERED SO MANY FACES... EVERYONE WAS SO FUCKING UGLY #HANAYAMA... KATSUMI... EVEN BAKI WAS MAD UGLY 😭😭#but everything is better now ☺️#also i hit the limit of letters again 🥴#baki liveblog

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drum-cu-naluci · 3 years ago

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I'm still not used to the new themes. I kinda want to ask you all of them.

Me neither, it's like my blog grew up and became mature over night and I wasn't ready for this

Anyway,

1. favourite place in your country?

I didn't visit much so I don't have a fancy tourist destination. I like any village that wasn't touched by the mania of villas. Ciolănești is a good example. Not perfect, but good.

2. do you prefer spending your holidays in your country or travel abroad?

Here. Unless someone sponsors me for a trip to Italy but I want to see more of here.

3. does your country have access to sea?

The Black Sea, yes.

4. favourite dish specific for your country?

N0, I've tried, I rly did, but I just can't like our food. I can't eat it without feeling bad after anyway😭

5. favourite song in your native language?

MANY but try this

6. most hated song in your native language?

By me? Thank you very much for asking. I lost count on them. We really don't know how to make music. I can't pick one God damn song I hate because they're so many who sound the same, have the same motif and I can hardly tell the singers as they all look almost the fucking same.

7. three words from your native language that you like the most?

Fă, cerdac, cișmea. I didn't even know I had a special affinity for these lol. They don't mean big thing but I like how they sound. The last to I mean the first is just Romanian Yo.

8. do you get confused with other nationalities? if so, which ones and by whom?

Not really. Some took me for gypsy if that counts 😂😂

9. which of your neighbouring countries would you like to visit most/know best?

Ukraine lmao

10. most enjoyable swear word in your native language?

FUTU-ȚI [blank] like Fuck your [something]

11. favourite native writer/poet?

I don't know I didn't read much of our literature it just didn't get to me. I mean, do song lyrics count as poetry because then Byron.

12. what do you think about English translations of your favourite native prose/poem?

I could do it better if I knew more words.

13. does your country (or family) have any specific superstitions or traditions that might seem strange to outsiders?

It's red cross in the calendar? Don't clean don't bath don't sew don't do any work like this. It's Christmas? You mean Orthodox Midsommar for Ghiță. Mushrooms grew in straight line? Ielele danced there. [you weren't invited you're not cool enough]

14. do you enjoy your country’s cinema and/or TV?

Hell yes, we're getting better especially at comedies

15. a saying, joke, or hermetic meme that only people from your country will get?

16. which stereotype about your country you hate the most and which one you somewhat agree with?

WE'RE NOT ALL THIEVES

We're a bit communist that's true.

17. are you interested in your country’s history?

Absolutely. I just can't remember shit.

18. do you speak with a dialect of your native language?

Like accent? No😂 not this region, any other would have a loud accent in English as they have in Romanian

If that's what this one means.

19. do you like your country’s flag and/or emblem? what about the national anthem?

We need something on that plain ass flag. Make Romania fancy again. The national anthem is ok. We can do better.

20. which sport is The Sport in your country?

Football. Like the actual foot ball where the foot only interacts with the ball

21. if you could send two things from your country into space, what would they be?

Iliescu and Arafat

22. what makes you proud about your country? what makes you ashamed?

It's fucking awesome the more you learn about it but the mentality is still I don't want to talk about it, it gets me irrationally angry lol

23. which alcoholic beverage is the favoured one in your country?

Țuică în sus, țuică în jos, pălincă în stânga, bere în dreapta.

24. what other nation is joked about most often in your country?

No one escapes us. You're all mocked here. Roasted like a chicken forgotten in the oven.

25. would you like to come from another place, be born in another country?

Well, I mean, I don't make the rules. I take what I get.

26. does your nationality get portrayed in Hollywood/American media? what do you think about the portrayal?

THAT ACCENT IS RUSSIAN AND MOLDAVIAN STOP MAKE ROMANIANS SPEAK WITH THAT ACCENT or any other. Also there's not enough credit for our magic and other rituals that could really make a good show.

27. favourite national celebrity?

I've never thought I'd have one lol I need to think this through. Cabral is fun. I can't go through these and not mention Marius Manole, the hell.

28. does your country have a lot of lakes, mountains, rivers? do you have favourites?

Oho, yes. I love the mountains I can see from Bucharest. I feel like some Gatsby looking over the lake at something so close yet too hard to reach. *dark academia moment*

29. does your region/city have a beef with another place in your country?

No we're all united against the Hungarians I think

30. do you have people of different nationalities in your family?

By alliance I know of a Polish and a Hungarian.

That went well. Thank you 😂😂

#It would be fun to give posting error #Or be a different meme than what you meant #ask meme

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dawniebb · 4 years ago

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I’m tired so let’s talk about crack headcanons

May I present you

The Team Sketch as Trauma the Animation World Seeded In me (cause’ it’s the only type of media I consume) and Still Haunts Me to This Day:

Nova:

-”The movie wasn’t about VictorxEmily. It was about Emily learning she can’t just fix her life by ruining somebody else’s. Pls stop talking shit about Victoria.” -C o r a l i n e. -Unironically likes Despicable Me bc Found Family trope (but she hates the Minions like any thinking individual would do). -”Really folks pls leave Victoria alone what did she ever do to you?” -Unironically likes Robots even though she hasn’t watched that shit in 11 years. -Won't watch Legend of Korra but she can’t think of an specific reason why she won’t. -Phineas & Ferb bc clever jokes™ -*Patiently waits for the Catrademption* *wants Adora to choke her*

-Thinks Megamind is underrated and everyone should watch it bc good shit.

-Can and WILL fight everyone who talks shit about The Boxtrolls bc why would you find flaws in an animated movie that harshly criticizes rich people and the government :) THE CHEESE IS A METAPHOR :)

Adrian:

- *Cries in LAIKA* -"You know, like that one scene in Spirited Away where...” -*Cries in Ghibli* -Still not over the fact Brave won the Oscar over ParaNorman - *Screams "PARANORMAAAAAN" during Scary Stories to Tell in The Dark bc same vibes* -"I heard there’s gay people in Ocean Waves” -*Watches Storks 263719173 times* - *Respects Frankenweenie bc of the dog and its animation although he doesn’t care that much about the plot* -ATLA is God. -TDP is the Holy Spirit. -"LOOOOOL THE MAIN VILLAIN IN KIPO IS A WHITE LADY AFGSHJAGB” -His dads wouldn’t let him watch Total Drama.

-Still not over Spider-Verse.

-Probably won’t ever be over Spider-Verse. Ever.

-*Screams in pain during the amputation scene in I Lost My Body*

-Voltron ruined his life.

Ruby:

-GRAVITY FALLS -*Unironically likes Kick Buttowski* -*Unironically likes Phineas & Ferb* - *Wants to watch Milo Murphy's Law but is secretly not over Phineas & Ferb yet* - *Thinks every classic Barbie movie is a badly animated masterpiece but the newer ones suck* - *Gets traumatized bc of Balto for some reason and refuses to watch it again* -*Repeats the previous action but this time w/ The Fox and The Hound* -*Unironically prefers the third Cinderella movie* -"Does any of you remember The Legend of Sleepy Hollow? Bc I do" -SVTFOE

Oscar:

-S H R E K - Likes the opening song for Shrek the Third but hates the rest of the movie -*Gets unironically depressed over the concept of having Fairly Oddparents bc of the fact people must forget about them at some point* - YING YANG YO - The songs from Mulan 2 are the shit -Was fixated on Kung Fu Panda but stopped watching after the first movie -Likes The Cat in The Hat and thinks about it as an animation movie even though he knows it’s not -"Sokka invented comedy yall" -USED TO WATCH THE REPLACEMENTS IN THE EARLY MORNING. -*Unironically likes the Lilo & Stitch spinoff* -Doesn't understand why everyone hates the first Cars movie -THE EMPEROR’S NEW GROOVE

-How To Train Your Dragon took his life with it when the trilogy was done.

-Would die for Rayla.

-Voltron ruined his life x2

Danna:

-WILL STAY FOR THE LESBIANS - "I heard there’s gay people in Ocean Waves x2" -"THERE’S GAY PEOPLE IN PARANORMAN" -*Thinks Spink and Forcible from Coraline are lovers* -The Princess and The Frog -*Likes the first half of Brave but not the second one* -*Despises Ralph Breaks The Internet* -*Pretends Frozen II doesn’t exist* -*Likes SU until everyone starts crying* -GRAVITY FALLS. Is a Pacifica stan :) - Megara. Just that. Megara :) - One eye in Rayllum. The other in Jamaya -"Literally the only bitches I respect are named Callum and that includes the Treadwell one.” - *Gives up on Catra but stays for the rest of the lesbians* -"Really guys what did Jackie Lynn Thomas ever do to you? " - "What did Victoria ever do to you x2? " -*defends every single one of the Disney Princesses and counts Kuzco as one of them*

-Fucking hates the ending of When Marnie Was There. Everyone thought she was crying of sadness but in reality she was just enraged.

#renegades trilogy #marissa meyer #nova artino #adrian everhart-westwood #oscar silva #ruby tucker #danna bell #my life is just a series of trauma exclusively related to animation #crack headcanons #i put way too much effort in these afgshjabs #tag yourself im everyone bc thats what this post is about

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sidlyrics · 4 years ago

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Itsuka

Letra / Lyrics: Mao Música / Music: Shinji

いつか

この想いを伝えたくて　今夜も震えて歌う溢れ出すメロディ　君だけに向かって　届け

取り戻せないと知れば　あわてて代わりを探すそうやって誤魔化し　逸らした日々

受け止めるのが怖くて　薄目でぼかした僕と軽率な君とで　始めた恋

彼に無いものを求めるのに　彼の面影を押し付けてる続きはなくて　出口も見当たらない

この想いを伝えたくて　今夜も震えて歌う溢れ出すメロディ　君だけに向かって

君がほのめかす「いつか」を　長い間待ち疲れ見えてきた答えは　どうしようもなく　逢いたい

必要以上に過去を　聞かせるわけを　察して少しでも　同じ痛み覚えて

何度も消して欲しいと願う　彼に繋がる11ケタ言い出せなくて　また少し遠くなる

この想いを伝えたくて　今夜も震えて歌う溢れ出すメロディ　君だけに向かって

僕が投げかけた「いつか」は　誰よりも普通でよく近すぎて掴めない　ものがあることに　気づく

それから　幾つかの嘘とか　相変わらずの距離とか疲れることに疲れる前に　早く

この想いを伝えたくて　今夜も震えて歌う溢れ出すメロディ　君だけに向かって

いつか来る　さよならのとき　拭き取る側でいたいから誰よりも普通で　誰よりも近い　僕で

Itsuka

kono omoi wo tsutaetakute　konya mo furuete utau afuredasu MELODY　kimi dake ni mukatte todoke

torimodosenai to shireba　awatete kawari wo sagasu sou yatte gomakashi　sorashita hibi

uketomeru no ga kowakute　usume de bokashita boku to keisotsu na kimi to de hajimeta koi

kare ni nai mono wo motomeru no ni　kare no omokage wo oshitsuketeru tsuzuki wa nakute　deguchi mo miataranai

kono omoi wo tsutaetakute　konya mo furuete utau afuredasu MELODY　kimi dake ni mukatte

kimi ga honomekasu “itsuka” wo　nagai aida machi tsukare miete kita kotae wa　dou shiyou mo naku aitai

hitsuyou ijou ni kako wo　kikaseru wake wo　sasshite sukoshi demo　onaji itami oboete

nando mo keshite hoshii to negau　kare ni tsunagaru 11 keta iidasenakute　mata sukoshi tooku naru

kono omoi wo tsutaetakute　konya mo furuete utau afuredasu MELODY　kimi dake ni mukatte

boku ga nagekaketa “itsuka” wa　dare yori mo futsuu de yoku chika sugite tsukamenai　mono ga aru koto ni kizuku

sorekara　ikutsu ka no uso toka　aikawarazu no kyori toka tsukareru koto ni tsukareru　mae ni　hayaku

kono omoi wo tsutaetakute　konya mo furuete utau afuredasu MELODY　kimi dake ni mukatte

itsuka kuru　sayonara no toki　fukitoru gawa de itai kara dare yori mo futsuu de　dare yori mo chikai　boku de

Someday

Singing with my trembling voice tonight　To convey this thought This melody flows　Only towards you

Knowing that the days I turned away　Can’t be taken back I rush, and search for a substitute　By doing this, I deceive myself

Afraid to take it in　The love between me, whom you obscured with thin eyes, and you, who are thoughtless, started

Just as she seeks what he hasn’t got　She forces his trace Without a continuation　and without an exit to be seen

Singing with my trembling voice tonight　To convey this thought This melody flows　Only towards you

Being tired for a long while　Waiting for the “someday” that you hint at The answer I’ve come to see　Is that it cannot be helped　I want to see you

Sympathize with why I’m asked　beyond what is neccessary about the past Even just a little　learn the same pain

Wishing over and over for her to erase that 11-digit number　That connects to him Not being able to say it　getting just a little bit further away again

Singing with my trembling voice tonight　To convey this thought This melody flows　Only towards you

The “someday” I’ve been throwing around　Is more normal than anyone else’s I realize that there are things　That are too close to catch hold of

And after that, a few lies, and　The never-changing distance, and… Before I get tired from being tired　Hurry

Singing with my trembling voice tonight　To convey this thought This melody flows　Only towards you

Someday when the time comes for us to say goodbye　I want to be at that place by your side to wipe away your pain The me who is　More ordinary than anyone else　At a distance closer than anyone else

Algún día

Cantando esta noche con mi voz temblorosa, para transmitir este pensamiento, esta melodía fluye solo hacia ti.

Sabiendo que los días que rechacé no pueden recuperarse, me apresuro, y busco un sustituto. Haciendo esto, me engaño.

Asustado de aceptarlo, el amor entre tú, que eres desconsiderada, y yo, a quien ocultaste con los ojos entrecerrados, comenzó.

Mientras ella busca lo que él no tiene, fuerza su rastro sin que se vean ni una continuación ni una salida.

Cantando esta noche con mi voz temblorosa, para transmitir este pensamiento, esta melodía fluye solo hacia ti.

Cansado desde hace mucho tiempo, esperando el "algún día" que insinúas. La respuesta que he llegado a entender es que no tiene remedio, quiero verte.

Comprende por qué se me pregunta más de lo que es necesario sobre el pasado. Incluso un poquito, siente el mismo dolor.

Deseando una y otra vez que borre ese número de 11 dígitos que la conecta con él. Incapaz de decirlo, alejándonos un poquito más otra vez.

Cantando esta noche con mi voz temblorosa, para transmitir este pensamiento, esta melodía fluye solo hacia ti.

El "algún día" que he estado barajando es más corriente que el de cualquier otra persona. Me doy cuenta de que hay cosas que están demasiado cerca como para tomarlas.

Y después de eso, unas pocas mentiras, y la inmutable distancia, y... Antes de que me canse de estar cansado, date prisa.

Cantando esta noche con mi voz temblorosa, para transmitir este pensamiento, esta melodía fluye solo hacia ti.

Algún día cuando llegue el momento de que nos despidamos, quiero estar en ese lugar a tu lado para calmar tu dolor. El yo que es más corriente que cualquier otra persona, a una distancia más corta que cualquier otra persona.

The girl in the song is still in love with her previous boyfriend even though she's in a new relationship now. She tells her current boyfriend that "someday" she will completely forget about her ex. However, the feeling of distance and them telling each other some lies makes the guy realize that "someday" they'll end up breaking up instead // La chica de la canción sigue enamorada de su anterior novio, a pesar de que ahora está en una nueva relación. Le dice a su actual novio que "algún día" se olvidará totalmente de su ex. Sin embargo, el sentimiento de distancia entre ellos y el hecho de que se cuentan algunas mentiras hace que el chico se dé cuenta de que en realidad "algún día" van a acabar rompiendo.

Kanji, romaji, English: lyriics / sid-stock Español: Reila

#Itsuka #SID #sidlyrics #Mao #Shinji #シド #マオ #しんぢ #いつか #M&W #SID all singles best

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lamaison · 4 years ago

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Thoughts on The King: Eternal Monarch episode 11

I feel like this show would massively benefit from a “previously on...” segment. I know that isn’t really done in kdramas but come on show, let’s break some conventions here!

This god awful Luna wig. So tragic. I get that she’s supposed to look dirty - that’s not what I have a problem with. It’s that it’s so obviously a wig.

lol I do love the running gag of people interrupting Prime Minister Koo while she has the light mask on.

I am shocked that they did not use the cosmetic store scene to do some product placement. I’ve become so accustomed to it.

Gon breaking down in the kitchen was very moving, but I didn’t cry. I am still waiting on this series to make me ugly cry. It’s not a real Kim Eun Sook drama if I don’t ugly cry at least once! Ideally multiple times.

“Going off to steal again?” Yeah, off to steal Tae Eul’s life!

Are you serious bro? Just talking about your dad and the position he held like that right in front of Gon? How are you even surprised he passed you over for succession? He’s right there listening to your shit talk. In the same room. You were literally talking to him.

I don’t know how everyone else feels about this, but I like Lee Gon having that guy beheaded. It used this repeated phrase that he’s used as a joke with others to really effectively signal a change in tone and how dead fucking serious he is now.

“I’m going to live for one day.” Oh she’s super dead.

Prime Minister Koo’s Korea doppleganger! Or is it actually her? She has a different ID, but the comment about Tae Eul looking like a criminal has my suspicions raised. And then buying PM Koo’s trademark heels?! Yeah she’s real sus.

WTF IT WAS A WIG ALL ALONG?! Well then job well done on styling. I retract every bad statement I made about the wig.

And now this woman is showing up at the tea place dressed in PM Koo’s style! It’s for sure her and not her Korea doppleganger. And Jo Yeong knows it the second he sees her. For someone supposedly so sly she did not hide that she recognized him at all.

So there’s only one of Yo-Yo Kid and he said he keeps the balance. So he’s clearly some kind of supernatural being.

Wow. What a compelling final scene. The stakes felt real, the resolution felt epic. Absolutely fantastic. Kim Go Eun at her best. And overall I felt this was one of the show’s strongest episodes yet. Even though it was over an hour long it felt like everything moved along quickly and there was always new information being learned. (I did laugh at the music that started up when Gon arrived though. That’s Goblin’s theme, show! You can’t just take it, change a few notes, and call it a day! That’s cheating. It was so close that I started singing the lyrics. Also the feel of the theme feels very out of place with the show. It fit Goblin because that show generally had a kind of softness to it that matches the lilting nature of the music. This show is much more epic than that, and it needs a theme to match.)

#maison watches the king eternal monarch #the king eternal monarch

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dachi-chan25 · 4 years ago

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I finished my tbr but I didn't liked a lot of the books, I am so disappointed, I read 2 extra graphic novels to at least get something I did like so yeah.

1-Cinco Horas Con Mario - Miguel Delibes

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Se que es un clásico de la literatura española pero es que la mujer es insufrible de verdad que es una basura de personaje totalmente despreciable y prejuiciosa el concepto del libro me atrajo muchísimo pero de verdad que yo no puedo con el monólogo interno de esta mujer.

2.- The Young Elites - Marie Lu

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I think I know what they were going for with Adelina, Marie Lu was going for an anti hero or a fallen hero but Adelina lacked so much depth for that to be the case, sadly the worldbuilding wasn't great either, again the premise seemed intriguing to me but I didn't like the characters or the plot and seeing as this is very character driven I couldn't enjoy it nor am I inclined to read the next books.

3.- A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole

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I was so disappointed, I became intrested in this after reading about the author and how this book came to be published. But I am sorry to say I just couldn't connect with any of the characters or the humor so yeah it wasn't an enjoyable read for me at all.

4.-Athena's Champion - David Hair/Cath Mayo

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It was ok, I felt pretty luckwarm toward this, which is surprising as I loved the Moontide Quartet by David Hair, and this "prequel" to the Illiad certainly sounded like something I would enjoy but it felt so juvenile and again the characters annoyed me a lot, idk maybe I wasn't in the right mood for it.

5.-Four Dead queens - Astrid Scholtte

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The worldbuilding made no sense to me. It was predictable and the villian was a caricature, the romance was bland and the relationship I did care about came to nothing because the title itself spoils the queens die, like I just don't get how a system that doesn't work for anyone literally even the rulers disliked the Queenly Law is still going on.

6.-Kingsbane (Empirium #2)- Claire Legrand

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Whyyyyyy??? I really liked the first book, and unpopular opinion but I liked both queens, but this book was so wierd, Rielle felt like a whole new character like I was curious as to how she came to be the Blood Queen and it was such a disappointment I hoped for more, and Elena didn't fare much better, I just - I will not continue the series I just didn't like this book at all and i don't see how it will recover from the point it left us.

7.-The Kingdom of Cooper (Daevad Trilogy #2) - S.A Chakraborty

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Finally some good food!!!! So by this point I pretty much thought I was brain dead and didn't like reading anymore but this book returned my faith. Why hadn't I read this??? Nahri goes through so much in this book and I really love how much Ali and she complement each other, how idelistic and caring they both are, like I really want them together not only romantically (I mean I know they in laws but let's be honest Muntadhir would rather be married to Nahri's brother, soooo we can work it out) Dara fucked up but I did feel for him, like I don't support what he is doing but the politics of it were complicated, and well Daevad is a mess rn so yeah I am dying to see what happens next.

8.-Candide - Voltaire

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It was pretty funny and there is a lot of satire going on, I always appreciate that.

9.- La Senda del mexica - Joaquin Guerrero Casasola

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Me encanto el concepto, una novela negra ubicada en Tenochtitlan es algo que de verdad me intrigaba, sobre todo porque utilizan el concepto de detective viejo que ya duda de sus habilidades, Opochtli no es un personaje que me agradara en particular pero lo disfrute como protagonista y la historia aunque bastante sencilla fue muy original y descriptiva, realmente me pude imaginar todos los sabores y colores que describía Opochtli y eso lo aprecio mucho.

10.- King Lear - William Shakespeare

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This is a re-read for me, this play is one of my favorites and I enjoy a lot to read it every now and then.

11.- Bury what we cannot take - Kristen Chen

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This book is about a family that seeks to flee China during the Mao regimen to go to Hong Kong where the father lives with his mistress, the mother is unable to get permission for all of them leaves San San her young daughter then faces horrors as she tries to catch up with her family as her brother who was very loyal to the party tries to go back. I thought it was a great read really moving, but the end felt too open for me I wanted more I wanted to go deeper and Stronger w some themes so it left me dissatisfied.

12.- The Priory of the orange tree - Samantha Shannon

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I loved it!!!! The mythology surrounding the dragons and wyrms was great, the different realms w their different systems. The religion, in Virtudom especially where the ruler is believed to be a descendant from the Saint (and that plot twist), the characters and how well developed they were. Sabran and Ead! !!!! Like I was hoping they would be the saphicc romance everyone raved about cuz I loved their interactions, like I lost hope for a second there but then I was so happy when it came to happen, as a matter of fact the only reason why I didn't give this 5 stars is cuz I would have loved to have a prologue 10 years in the future to see them fulfill their promise.

13.- Verify - Joelle Charbonneau

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It might be good to introduce dystopic to a young audience, like this takes from many classic dystopias that gives a nice fundation if you never read one before, but as someone who enjoys dystopias a lot for me this was pretty boring and unoriginal, I know it was supposed to be a retelling of Fahrenheith 451 but I didn't see ir that way, like we could argue Paper is deemed as illegal and stuff but tbh it wasn't great, the main character was very unappealing to me, so not reading the next one.

14.-Prosper's demon - K.J Parker

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I really loved this one!!! Very short but succeeds in establishing the world and the characters, it was so good, full of morally grey characters, the ending left me shook like it really made me believe one thing and then boom!!!

15.-The Book of Lost Saints - José Daniel Older

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So this book is about a spirit taking possesion of her nephew's dreams so he will investigate what happened to her, how she died as she doesn't even remember her name, her memories are super vague. We unravel the story of a Cuban family in the middle of the revolution and institution of the communist régimen, how many people were prosecuted for fighting against Castro, among them Isabel and her sister Marisol. We get another amazing plot twist (for real it made me cry) intergenerational trauma and the search of identity as an immigrant pretty great stuff.

16.- Snow Glass Apples - Neil Gaiman

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I loved it!!!! Dark retellings are some of my favorite things, and I have always liked Vampire!Snow White, this is just so creepy and good.

17. - Laura Dean Keeps breaking up with me - Mariko Tamaki

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Lots of queer representation and drama!!!! For real I just wanted to hug Freddie and tell her Laura wasn't shit. So we get the Importance of friendship and a good support system how a relationship can be toxic even if there is love (codependence isn't fun kids) and lots of relevant topics.

Gosh i really wish next month goes better, I will do another unhaul.

#august 2020 wrap up #booklr #wrap up #dachi reads stuff #dachi rambles

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mudblood-benjy · 5 years ago

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YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL A Gilderoy Lockhart and Gladys Gudgeon Fanmix

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1.-What Do You Mean—Justin Bieber

You're so indecisive, what I'm saying Trying to catch the beat, make up your heart Don't know if you're happy, or complaining Don't want for us to end, where do I start? First you wanna go to the left and you want to turn right Wanna argue all day, making love all night

2.-Too Much To Ask—Niall Horan

My shadow's dancing Without you for the first time My heart is hoping You'll walk right in tonight Tell me there are things that you regret 'Cause if I'm being honest I ain't over you yet That's all I'm asking Is it too much to ask? Is it too much to ask?

3.-No vaya a ser—Pablo Alborán

Pero tú vienes y te vas Y yo alerto al corazón Si te vas a quedar No entenderé otro adiós Que el hambre que tienes se olvida De las mordidas que ya le dio a mi vida No vaya a ser que te quiera y te vuelvas a ir No vaya a ser que me enamore aún más de ti No vaya a ser que me equivoque y te vuelva a perder No vaya a ser que me caiga otra vez

4.-En Un Solo Día—Morat

Tal parece que yo Me acostumbré a ti en un solo día Que te ando extrañando Como si hace años que te conocía Tal parece que yo En un solo baile te entregué mi vida Tal parece que el sentimiento venció Las reglas que había

5.-Yo Más Te Adoro—Morat

Me tienes loco Desesperado Pues tus problemas son complicados ¿Cómo te explico? Yo me enamoro Entre más huyes, yo más te adoro Yo más te adoro Yo más te adoro

6.-Qué Gano Olvidándote—Reik

Yo quiero que sigas en mi vida Yo quiero que vivas en mi piel Si amarte es tan fuerte todavía Qué gano olvidándote No quiero cerrar estas heridas No quiero curarme del ayer Prefiero llorarte un día de vida Soñando que piensas en volver Mírame, no cambié Soy el mismo ciego Estoy en paz, te di mi amor y más Aunque digan que yo me quedé atrás Ahí después Porque un día serás mía otra vez

7.-I Wish You Would—Taylor Swift

I wish you would come back Wish I'd never hung up the phone like I did I wish you knew that I'd never forget you as long as I'd live And I wish you were right here, right now It's all Good I wish you would

8.-Sparks Fly—Taylor Swift

The way you move is like a full on rainstorm And I'm a house of cards You're the kind of reckless that should send me running But I kinda know that I won't get far And you stood there in front of me just Close enough to touch Close enough to hope you couldn't see What I was thinking of Drop everything now Meet me in the pouring rain Kiss me on the sidewalk Take away the pain 'Cause I see, sparks fly, whenever you smile

9.-Más Que Amigos—Matisse

Qué haces si te digo que te quiero Que por robarte un beso yo me muero Qué haces si te pido Que encontremos un camino Y a partir de ya ser más que amigos Qué hago si no aguanto el sentimiento De contarle a todos mi secreto Que siempre fantaseo con perdernos el respeto Y ya no ser tu amigo, ser tu dueño

10.-Ya Me Cansé—Lola Club

Insuficientes las palabras, Para demostrarte que Mi amor por tí no es una broma Ni un capricho de papel. Es solo un sueño que quiero alcanzar Y hacerte imaginar Que con un beso te podría hacer volar.

11.-Damned If I Do Ya—All Time Low

Oh, oh, oh, how was I supposed to know That you were o-o-over me? I think that I should go (go!) And something's telling me to leave, but I won't 'Cause I'm damned if I do ya, damned if I don't

12.-Si Tú Me Quisieras—Mon Laferte

Ay, ay, ay de mí De este amor que se metió y que se dispara Se contagia y te reclama Ay, ay, ay, de mí De este amor que se me incrusta como bala Que me ahorca y que me mata Todo sería diferente si tú me quisieras

13.-Somebody To You—The Vamps

I used to wanna be Living like there's only me And now I spend my time Thinking 'bout a way to get you off my mind (yeah you!) I used to be so tough Never really gave enough And then you caught my eye Giving me the feeling of a lightning strike (Yeah you!) Look at me now, I'm falling I can't even talk, still stuttering This ground of mine keeps shaking Oh oh oh, now! All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah Is somebody to you All I wanna be, yeah all I ever wanna be, yeah, yeah Is somebody to you

14.-Say It First—Sam Smith

'Cause I'm never gonna heal my past If I run every time it starts So I need to know, if I'm in this alone Come on baby, say it first I need to hear you, say those words If I'm all that you desire, I promise there'll be fire I need to hear you, say it first Come on baby Do your worst I know you'll take me higher So come on Darling If you love me, say it first

15.Niña—Reik

Desde aquel momento en que te vi, No he dejado de pensar en ti Y aunque solo fue una vez, Caí rendido a tus pies Y no se como acercarme a ti, Preguntarte si quieres salir Empezarte a conquistar, Hasta llegarte a enamorar

16.-Truly Madly Deeply—Savage Garden

I'll be your dream, I'll be your wish, I'll be your fantasy. I'll be your hope, I'll be your love, be everything that you need. I love you more with every breath, truly madly deeply do I will be strong, I will be faithful 'cause I'm counting on a new beginning. A reason for living. A deeper meaning. I want to stand with you on a mountain. I want to bathe with you in the sea. I want to lay like this forever. Until the sky falls down on me And when the stars are shining brightly in the velvet sky, I'll make a wish send it to heaven then make you want to cry The tears of joy for all the pleasure and the certainty. That we're surrounded by the comfort and protection of The highest power, in lonely hours, the tears devour you

17.-Cama—Serbia

No me digas que me quieres Los dos sabemos que eso no es verdad A veces las cosas que mueren Reviven para molestar No me mires a los ojos Por que no me quiero enamorar Dicen que esas cosas duelen Pero por ti yo puedo eso y mas Por ti yo puedo eso y mas

18-Back To You—Selena Gomez

Took you like a shot Thought that I could chase you with a cold evening Let a couple years water down how I'm feeling about you (Feeling about you) And every time we talk Every single word builds up to this momento And I gotta convince myself I don't want it Even though I do (even though I do) You could break my heart in two But when it heals, it beats for you I know it's forward, but it's true I wanna hold you when I'm not supposed to When I'm lying close to someone else You're stuck in my head and I can't get you out of it If I could do it all again I know I'd go back to you I know I'd go back to you I know I'd go back to you

19.-Mutual—Shawn Mendes

I want you close to me I want you close, I want you closer But when you're here with me It's hard to tell just what you're after You say, you want all of me today But tomorrow's not the same My feelings never change What do you want from me? What do you want? Uh I need to know If this is mutual Before I go And get way too involved I want you bad Can you reciprocate? No, I don't want to have to leave But half of you is not enough for me

20.-Quelqu´um m´a dit—Carla Bruni

Pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit Que tu m'aimais encore C'est quelqu'un qui m'a dit que tu m'aimais encore Serait-ce possible alors?

21.-Quiero Que Me Quieras—Jesse y Joy

No puede mi alma callar su amor por ti Y quiere cinco palabras hoy decir Quiero que me quieras amar Quiero que me quieras de más Quiero que me quieras dar la oportunidad Quiero que me quieras amar Quiero que me quieras no más Quiero que me quieras dar la oportunidad

22.-Chances—Backstreet Boys

What are the chances that we'd end up dancing? Like two in a million, like once in a life That I could have found you, put my arms around you Like two in a million, like once in a life What are the chances?

23.-The Sound—The 1975

You're so conceited, I Said "I love you" What does it matter if I lie to you? I don't regret it but I'm glad that we're through So don't you tell me that you 'just don't get it' 'Cause I know you do Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound I know the sound, of your heart Well I know when you're around 'cause I know the sound I know the sound, of your heart

24.-Sledgehammer—Fifth Harmony

If you could take my pulse right now It would feel just like a sledgehammer If you could feel my heart beat now It would hit you like a sledgehammer I don't admit it I play it cool But every minute That I'm with you I feel the fever and I won't lie I break a sweat My body's telling All the secrets I ain't told you yet

25.-Love Me Like You—Fifth Harmony

He might got the biggest car Don't mean he can drive me wild or he can go for miles Said he got a lot of cash Darling he can't buy my love, it's you I'm dreaming of They try to romance me But you got that nasty And that's what I want (that's what I want) So baby, baby Come and save me Don't need those other numbers When I got my number one Last night I lay in bed so blue 'Cause I realized the truth, they can't love me like you I tried to find somebody new Baby they ain't got a clue, can't love me like you

25.-Goma de Mascar—Paty Cantú

Insufrible amor como me pude enamorar No te soporto es la verdad Porque molestas y te pegas como la goma de mascar En mi zapato al caminar Somos un caso muy real Pero te quiero yo te quiero

26.-No Seas Tan Cruel—Timbiriche

No entiendo, todavía no te comprendo Si por ti me estoy muriendo al no verte aquí No entiendo, todavía no te comprendo Si te vas de mi no puedo vivir sin tu amor No seas tan cruel conmigo, a ti te necesito Verás que siempre te amaré No seas tan cruel conmigo, tan sólo una Esperanza, una razón para vivir

27.-365—Zedd & Katy Perry

You make a weekend feel like a year Baby, you got me changing 24/7, I want you here I hope you feel the same thing I want you to be the one that's on my mind On my mind, on my mind I want you to be there on a Monday night Tuesday night, every night Are you gonna be the one that's on my mind? 3-6-5, all the time I want you to be the one to stay And give me the night and day

28.-I Almost Do—Taylor Swift

And I just wanna tell you It takes everything in me not to call you And I wish I could run to you And I hope you know that every time I don't I almost do I almost do

29.-Vamos a Arreglarnos—Like

Solamente quería unas palabras Que me dijeras baby que me amabas Y aquí sigo yo esperando tu llamada, Pero siento que no me quieres pa' nada Ilusionada, llendo a la nada Sin saber si quieres o no quieres nada Ajá Y vamos a arreglarnos de una vez o que Pa' que veas que yo si quiero otra vez Y otra vez Y otra vez Ay como dice que otra vez Y vamos a arreglarnos de una vez o que Pa' que veas que yo si quiero otra vez Y otra vez Y otra vez Ay como dice que otra vez

30.-Do I Wanna Know—Artic Monkeys

Do I Wanna Know? If this feelin' flows both ways? (Sad to see you go) Was sorta hopin' that you'd stay (Baby, we both know) That the nights were mainly made For sayin' things that you can't say tomorrow day

31.-Acuérdate de Mi—Morat

Quiero confesarte que ya tengo la certeza De que tu recuerdo vive adentro de mi piel Tengo un corazón que esta perdiendo la cabeza Por que se dio cuenta que ha caído entre tus pies Busco algún pretexto para acercarme a tu lado Si me sale bien tal vez parezca accidental Por fin usaré todo el coraje que he guardado Para confesarte lo que nunca pude hablar Quiero convencerte Pero no quiero arriesgarme a perderte y que te quieras ir Por que siempre que te miro yo nunca se muy bien que decir Acuérdate de mí Por si tu corazón busca algún dueño O si quieres un beso en algún sueño O si quieres más noches de las que no te den ganas de dormir Acuérdate de mí Que para mí tú siempre vas primero Yo soy discreto pero igual te quiero Perdón si no he sabido como hablarte de lo que siento por ti Acuérdate de mí

32.-Enchanted—Taylor Swift

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go I'm wonder struck, blushing all the way home I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you The lingering question kept me up Two a.m., who do you love? I wonder till I'm wide awake Now I'm pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door I'd open up and you would say, hey It was enchanting to meet you All I know is I was, enchanted to meet you

33.-Young and Beautiful—Lana del Rey

I've seen the world, done it all Had my cake now Diamonds, brilliant, in Bel-Air now Hot summer nights, mid July When you and I were forever wild The crazy days, city lights The way you'd play with me like a child Will you still love me When I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me When I've got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you Will I know that you Will Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful? I've seen the world, lit it up As my stage now Channeling angels in a new age now Hot summer days, rock and roll The way you play for me at your show And all the ways, I got to know Your pretty face and electric soul Will you still love me When I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me When I've got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you Will I know that you Will Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful? Dear lord, when I get to heaven Please let me bring my man When he comes tell me that you'll let him in Father tell me if you can All that grace, all that body All that face, makes me wanna party He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds

34.-Hopelessly Devoted To You—Julianne Hough

Guess mine is not the first heart broken My eyes are not the first to cry I'm not the first to know there's Just no getting over you You know I'm just a fool who's willing To sit around and wait for you But baby can't you see there's nothing else for me to do I'm hopelessly devoted to you But now there's no way to hide Since you pushed my love aside I'm outta my head hopelessly devoted to you Hopelessly devoted to you Hopelessly devoted to you

35.-Rare—Selena Gomez

It feels like you don't care Oh, why don't you recognize I'm so rare? Always there You don't do the same for me That's not fair

36.-Golden—Harry Styles

Golden, golden, Golden As I open my eyes Hold it, focus, hoping Take me back to the light I know you were way too bright for me I'm hopeless, broken So you wait for me in the sky Browns my skin just right You're so Golden You're so Golden I'm out of my head And I know that you're scared Because hearts get broken

37.-Fine Line—Harry Styles

Put a price on emotion I'm looking for something to buy You've got my devotion But man, I can hate you sometimes I don't want to fight you And I don't want to sleep in the dirt We'll get the drinks in So I'll get to thinking of her We'll be a fine line

38.-Helpless—Hamilton

Then you look back at me and suddenly I'm Helpless! Look into your eyes, (Oh, look at those eyes, ) And the sky's the limit (Oh!) I'm helpless, (I know) Down for the count And I'm drownin' in 'em. I'm helpless! (I'm so into you, ) Look into your eyes, (I am so.) And the sky's the limit (into you.) I'm helpless! (I know, ) I'm down for the count And I'm drownin'in 'em.

39.-Kiss The Girl—Ashley Tisdale

Yes, you want her Look at her, you know you do It's possible she wants you too There's one way to ask her It don't take a word, not a single Word Go on and kiss the girl (kiss the girl) Sha-la-la-la-la-la My, oh my Looks like the boy's too shy Ain't gonna kiss the girl Sha-la-la-la-la-la Ain't that sad It's such a shame, too bad You're gonna miss the girl Go on and kiss the girl (kiss the girl)

40.-Infinity—One Direction

How many nights does it take to count the stars? That's the time it would take to fix my heart Oh, baby, I was there for you All I ever wanted was the truth, yeah, yeah How many nights have you wished someone would stay? Lie awake only hoping they're OK I never counted all of mine If I tried, I know it would feel like infinity Infinity, infinity, yeah Infinity

41—All I Ask—Adele

If this is my last night with you Hold me like I'm more than just a friend Give me a memory I can use Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do It matters how this ends 'Cause what if I never love again?

42.-Que Te Quería—La Quinta Estación

Que hoy te veo y aunque lo intente no va y se me olvida Que eras tu el que no creía en las despedidas Que sigo siendo la misma loca que entre tus sabanas se perdía Y a fin de cuentas no soy distinta De aquella idiota, que te quería.

43.-Attention—Charlie Puth

You just want attention, you don't want my heart Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new Yeah, you just want attention, I knew from the start You're just making sure I'm never gettin' over you

44.-Bad Liar—Selena Gomez

Oh I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin' I'm tryin', I'm tryin' Oh tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin' I'm tryin', I'm tryin' Not to think about you No, no, no, no Not to think about you No, no, no, no Oh I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin' I'm tryin', I'm tryin' Oh tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin' I'm tryin', I'm tryin' Not to give in to you No, no, no, no Not to give in to you With my feelings on fire Guess I'm a bad liar I see how your attention builds It's like looking in a mirror Your touch like a happy pill But still all we do is fear What could possibly happen next? Can we focus on the love? Paint my kiss across your chest If you're the art, I'll be the brush Ooh you're taking up a fraction of my mind Ooh every time I watch you serpentine

45.-One of Us—Abba

One of us is crying One of us is lying In her lonely bed Staring at the ceiling Wishing she was somewhere else instead One of us is lonely One of us is only Waiting for a call Sorry for herself, feeling stupid feeling small Wishing she had never left at all

46.-Shape of You—Ed Sheeran

I'm in love with the shape of you We push and pull like a magnet do Although my heart is falling too I'm in love with your body And last night you were in my room And now my bedsheets smell like you Every day discovering something brand new I'm in love with your body Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I I'm in love with your body Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I I'm in love with your body Oh—I—oh—I—oh—I—oh—I I'm in love with your body Every day discovering something brand new I'm in love with the shape of you

47.-Now or Never—Halsey

I don't wanna fight right now Know you always right, Now I know I need you 'round with me But nobody waitin' 'round with me Been through the ups Yeah, the ups and the downs with me Got a whole lot of love But you don't wanna spread it 'round with me, yeah Never pick up, never call me You know we're runnin' out of time Never pick up when you want me Now I gotta draw a line Baby, I done, done enough talking Need to know that you're mine Baby, we done, done enough talking Gotta be right now, right now Baby, gon' love me now, now, now, now, now, now Now or never, hey, hey, hey I want you to hold me down, down, down, down, down, down Down forever, hey, hey, hey Said you know I wanna keep you around 'Round forever, hey, hey, hey I want you to love me now, now, now, now, now, now Now or never

48.-Jar of Hearts—Christina Perri

Who do you think you are? Runnin' 'round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts And tearing love apart You're gonna catch a cold From the ice inside your soul So don't come back for me Who do you think you are? I hear you're asking all around If I am anywhere to be found But I have grown too strong To ever fall back in your arms I've learned to live, half alive And now you want me one more time

49.-Whataya Want From Me—Adam Lambert

Yeah, it's plain to see that baby you're beautiful And there's nothing wrong with you It's me ' I'm a freak but thanks for lovin' me 'Cause you're doing it perfectly There might have been a time When I would let you step away I wouldn't even try but I think you could save my life

50.-Subtitulos—Lasso y Danna Paola

No sé si es bueno Lo que yo siento Temo asustarte con decírtelo Joder lo que tenemos Es que a tus labios No los entiendo Cómo quisiera que tu corazón Viniera con subtítulos Ya me advirtieron sobre ti Que no eres bueno para mí Pero ese error lo cometí Me gustas más de lo que quiero admitir Y yo que no me iba a ligar Ya me hice la película Y duele, duele, duele, duele, cómo duele

FELIZ GOLDEN NAVIDAD EMMA

@amazinglockhart

Querida Emma:

¡FELIZ NAVIDAD EN EXTREMO ATRASADA! También feliz año, día de reyes, san valentín. Pues tu esto ya lo veías venir también porque eres mi cómplice y ya sabes que enloquecí un montón, y you know this was coming porque me conoces aquí te dejo un mix de 50 CANCIONES de Gligladys DISFRUTALO.

Tenemos tantos años de amistad que contarlos revelaría que no somos tan jóvenes y pues no. Gracias por estar ahí, por ser tu, por escucharme, por las llamadas eternas, por los fangirleos a las 4 AM. Por el Gligladys, el Rottany, el Shanetasha 2.0 pero sobre todo por ser la Luna de mi Natasha. Y GRACIAS POR SER PARTE DE GOLDEN

Te mando un abrazo enorme

Con amor:

Dannie

#Golden Navidad #tgyedits

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