#fotos? sign me up

[beansprean]

I’m so glad that every photo I took in 2007 is on a digital camera that has long since lost the ability to interface with any other technology.

(ID in alt and under cut)

ID: 1a. Close up on an open photo album in Nandor’s hands full of photos of teenage Guillermo in goth attire and swoopy side part hair covering his left eye. Him standing arm in arm with his mom, dressed in skater pants and a black dotted tee shirt over fishnet sleeves; him crowded into frame and flashing peace signs with teenage Jeremy, dressed in a black tee with a conversation heart that says “eat me” over a collared shirt and fishnet gloves, eyeliner smudged over his eye, a red streak in his hair, nails painted black; him dressed for Halloween as a vampire with fake fangs, whitened face, thick eyeliner, and flat ironed hair, hissing a grin at the camera with curled fingers like claws; him in a candid glancing over at the camera in mild objection, wearing a black tee over striped sleeves, red streaks in his hair, a school lanyard, and clutching Anne rice books to his chest; him pouting artfully in a close up high angle selfie that one might see on MySpace in 2007, black tee shirt, red streak in hair, eyes thickly lined in black and with black lipstick. 1b. Zoom out to see Nandor holding the album, which is labeled “fotos”, and grinning affectionately down at the page. He cooes, “Aww…” Curly text at the bottom of the panel says “the gótico phase”. /end ID

[moody4world]

In my business pt 2

A/N: ik i take ages to post stuff guys but some things in life been kicking my ass and i either dont have time or im just not in the mood to write. I hope yall like this tho. next part will have more jack!!!

summary: AU where reader is an all around artist (writer, singer, model etc) and after being spotted with jack harlow she becomes the talk of the town. What will her baby daddy/ex central cee think???

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moodymagazine Uh oh moodies! It seems like #Y/n baby daddy #CentralCee not too happy about the circulating rumors after she was seen getting cozy with the first class rapper #JackHarlow. He posted a photo of himself with the middle finger from a page of his interview in a #DazedKorea magazine, captioning the foto with “Current mood”. So far we have yet to receive any confirmation from Y/n or Jack Harlow about their current situation.

What do you guys think, let us know in the comments below⬇️

#moodymagazine #moodymagz

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ryyannexox 1h

omg here we go again he is so pettyyyy. he nees to move on and leave her alone didnt he cheat on her multiple times???? men always act like trash then get mad when you leave them.

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iammari 1h

@ryyannexox How does it feel to be loud and WRONG! You people just say anything on the internet. Cench and y/n both have said that he never cheated on her and the fact that they still follow each other should be a sign that they're still on good terms so stop projecting lmao

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yungkelly 3h

Idk why yall bother arguing about these twos relationship. They break up and make up more than me and my man thats not my man

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nia2pretty 3h

LMAOOO not my man thats not my man bitch im deaaad

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bridget82 2h

They're both alays in a different country i hope theyre kids are well taken care of

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y/ncloset 1h

@bridget82 yall ALWAYS worried about THEIR kids did you cook dinner for your own kids yet miss BRIDGET?

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amylai 10m

the white boy she raps about in her unreleased song is probably jack!!!! hear me out guys

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nianiania 6m

@amylai YOURE ONTO SOMETHING FR

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y/n

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y/n he be feedin me 🍝 & 🦞 #areacodes out @ MIDNIGHT !!

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icespice 2m

😍😍😍😍

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bbgrlashly 9m

y/n im begging you to give me one chanceee😫

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_ell.a 3m

@bbgrlashly Get in line bby girl!

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cyabiah13 1h

It's the body for meeee🔥

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amore2.o 1h

maam are you not gonna address the rumors???👀

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missjanay 1h

Stomach said "what kids?!" share the routine sis

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davespi 1h

Jack harlow out of all people? thought you were different

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cassinspace 1h

@davespi boo fucking hoo go cry somewhere else. as if you ever had a chance with your ugly ass

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y/ncloset 1h

MOTHERRRR❤️

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pt3

[kamotecue]

the truth comes out ✬ m. leon

summary: after the twins were led inside the stadium, mapi learns of things she didn’t know.

(1) (2) and (3)

the twins were led to a room, there were chairs—vending machines, and a pool table. mapi fell behind the others, she still couldn’t get used to the fact that they are your children.

“¿supongo que tienes preguntas sobre nuestra madre? [i take it, you have questions about our mother?]” andres said, as mapi gave him a dazed look. astrid hummed at her brother’s nonchalant words but she agreed with him.

“¿por qué se fue? [why did she leave?]” was the first sentence that escaped the center-back’s lips. a small hum was heard from the prince.

“tenía su deber para con la corona y para con suecia. pero créeme, ella no quería dejarte. [she had her duty to the crown, and to sweden. but believe me, she didn’t want to leave you.]“ andres said, as astrid hummed at his words.

“¿ni siquiera un adiós al menos? [not even a goodbye at least?]” mapi said, as she glared at the wall, a little bit furious—the twins understood her position, and their mother’s as well.

“la corte real de suecia prohíbe a mi madre despedirse de ti. [the royal court of sweden forbid my mother to say goodbye to you.]” astrid said, frido tilted her head—all this spanish was getting to her.

“te etiquetaron como una distracción para la corona, por lo que le prohíben hablar contigo. [they labeled you as a distraction to the crown, so they forbid her from talking to you.]” astrid continued, as alexia furrowed her eyebrows.

“¿me amó ella? [did she love me?]” a soft smile was seen on both of the twins’s faces—as astrid gave mapi a small nod.

“ella te amaba demasiado, y una parte de mí cree que todavía lo hace. [she loved you too much, and a part of me believes that she still does.]” andres commented, clearing his throat.

the twins chuckled as they remembered that time, you were in the office doing works as usually as the twins decided to play hide and seek with their body guards.

they had managed to stumble across a room, it wasn’t dusty like most of the unoccupied rooms in the manor—it was maintained, not even a speck of dust was seen.

“cuando éramos pequeños, nos habíamos topado con esta habitación—estaba limpia a diferencia de algunas otras. había fotos, trofeos, medallas, pero lo que nos llamó la atención fueron dos camisetas colgadas. [when we were little, we had stumbled upon this room—it was clean unlike a few others. there were pictures, trophies, medals but what caught our eyes was two hanged jerseys.]” astrid said, as andres gave the center back a warm smile.

the twins had wandered a lot, but they never saw this. as they were looking through a photo album, seated on a bench—they didn’t notice their mother slip in. she had just finished her meetings and noticed the open door.

“los apellidos andersson y leon, las camisetas que llevabais cuando jugabais juntos. por no hablar de las fotos de los dos—en las que vi realmente feliz a mi madre. sus ojos sonreian, algo que no habiamos visto nunca. [the last names were andersson and leon, the jerseys you two wore when you played together. not to mention, the pictures of you two—where i truly saw my mom happy. her eyes were smiling, something we haven’t seen.]” andres continued

there was one picture stood out, it was the only one framed by itself—when you both won the finals in a club youth team, mapi held out the peace sign while you (jokingly) bit on your medal.

“hva gjør dere to her? [what are you two doing here?]” your voice rang as the twins frantically closed the photo album—they stood up as their eyes trailed to meet yours. you had both of your hands placed on your waist, as you looked at them sternly.

“vi lekte gjemsel. isak og agnes har ikke funnet oss ennå. [we were playing hide and seek, isak and agnes haven’t found us yet.]” andres explained, as the footsteps of the said guards were heard. they had entered the room, quickly bowing their heads as they noticed your mother.

“hvem er hun, mamma? [who is she, mom?]” astrid gestured to the girl in the photos, the one you loved so much—that it hurt when you left. a small sigh was heard as the queen gestured the two guards to stand by outside.

they gave another bow before isak followed agnes, the twins were then joined by their mother who sat between the two of them.

“hun heter maria, men jeg kalte henne maz. da jeg var liten, var jeg garantert at jeg aldri ville bli tronarving—så bestemor og bestefar lot meg studere i utlandet som utvekslingsstudent. [her name is maria, but i called her maz. when i was a child, i was guaranteed that i would never be eligible for the throne—so grandma and grandpa allowed me to study abroad as an exchange student.]”

you thought about how hard it was to get the approval to study abroad, unlike your four older siblings you weren’t revealed to the public—sure, they knew of your name, but they didn’t know how you looked like.

“hun var den første som tok kontakt med meg og ble min venn. jeg husker hvor overrasket hun ble da jeg snakket flytende spansk. [she was the first person to approach me and become my friend. i remember how surprised she was when i spoke spanish fluently.]” you had chuckled, as the twins turned to meet your eyes. they shined, a spark that they haven’t seen as much.

“hun er også grunnen til at jeg ville at du skulle få vite mer om spania, kulturen og språket deres. men ikke bare på grunn av henne, jeg ville at du skulle få kontakt med dem og finne ut hvorfor jeg forelsket meg i spania. [she’s also the reason why i wanted you to know more about spain, as well as their culture and language. but not just because of her, i wanted you to connect with them, and find out why i fell in love with spain.]” you hummed as astrid gave you a small smile.

“men det er mer? du elsket henne. [but there’s more? you loved her.]” andres said, as you chuckled at his words. he was absolutely correct, a clever child he is.

“jo, det gjorde jeg. i loved—love a girl who loved me first. [yes, i did.]” you watched their expressions, afraid that they would hate you—they knew of the community, but never expressed any hatred.

“da elsker jeg henne også. Hun gjorde deg lykkelig, ikke sant? [then i love her too, she made you happy didn’t she?]” as you nodded, tears were seen as astrid slowly wiped your tears.

“så er det det som betyr noe for oss, ikke at hun er jente - men at hun gjorde deg lykkelig. [then that’s what matters to us, not that she’s a girl—but she made you happy.]” andres continued, as astrid agreed with her twin.

“creo que fue entonces cuando supimos de usted por primera vez. gracias por hacer feliz a mi madre durante sus tiempos aqui. [i believe that was when we first found out about you. thank you for making my mother happy during her times here.]” astrid said, giving mapi a small bow—frido’s eyes widening in surprised. hell, she wasn’t the only one—the team looked at her in surprised as andres followed.

“y puedo ver por que se enamoro de españa, sobre todo de ti. tienes un corazon de oro, maria leon. [and i can see why she fell in love with spain, most importantly you. you have a heart of gold, maria leon.]” andres said, as his eyes looked at the doorway—where you stood.

“mamma! [mom!]” andres said, as agnes and isak bowed their heads. astrid ran while andres followed behind—quickly tackling your legs as you quietly grunted at the actions.

“hvordan visste du at vi var her? [how did you know we were here?]” andres asked, as you chuckled.

“dere dukket ikke opp til middagen, dere kom kanskje noen minutter for sent. men dere to var tydeligvis populære, de svenske barca-fansen har tvitret om dere to og samspillet dere hadde med laget. [you didn’t show up for dinner, might have been a few minutes late. but you two were apparently trending, the swedish barca fans have been tweeting about you two and the interaction that you had with the team.]” you softly explained as the twins let go of you.

your eyes met the team, but you had slowly locked eyes with the only one you fell in love with.

“ha pasado tiempo, maz. [it’s been a while, maz.]”

[isavulpix]

DeBI TIRAR MaS FotoS

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Alcohol consumption, angst? Angst, Reader is Latina, but not explicitly(? mentioned. English isn't my first language, so there will be errors.

I couldn't stop thinking of many things because of this song and TikTok didn't help (made me realize how many of my fav characters are dead). I haven’t made a songfic ever so I'm sorry if it doesn’t make sense, is not written right, or is too short.

Also if anyone knows how to change the color of the song background I will be highly grateful.

isavulpix masterlist

Otro sunset bonito que veo en San Juan

Disfrutando de todas esas cosas que extrañan los que se van (van, van)

Disfrutando de noche' de esas que ya no se dan (dan, dan)

Que ya no se dan (dan)

The blue sea crashed against the red and orange sky while you sat on the sand. The wind carried thoughts that you never imagined would turn into memories. Even at this hour, people were around, something normal compared to other places. You could hear the laughter of families making you smile, making the mental note of visiting your family soon. Focusing back on the sunset you let out a sigh, moving your sweater closer the wind was turning cold as you watched a couple in the sea.

Pero queriendo volver a la última vez

Y a los ojos te miré

Y contarte las cosas que no te conté (te parece' a mi crush, jaja)

Y tirarte la' foto' que no te tiré (acho, jura'o te ves bien linda, déjame tirarte una foto)

Bittersweet memories now flooded your mind, seeing in front of you the happy moments you could no longer revive. You cursed your past self for not taking more photos, your memories being the only evidence left of those times. The things you would do to be able to turn back time. To touch him, feel him, see him, and remember his smell. The shirt you had robbed from him had already lost his scent, just like you’re starting to forget what he looks like. Every memory gets foggier as a year passes.

Ey, tengo el pecho pela'o, me dio una matá'

El corazón dándome patá'

Dime, baby, ¿dónde tú está'?

What if things were different? Would you be here? Would you have made the same life choices? Would you be able to save him? Stop him from going? Or being there with him? Have you had your last time on earth together? Would the hole in your chest be filled if that night didn’t happen? Would your heart stop feeling like it was ripped and only barely functioning?

Yo veo tu nombre y me salen suspiro'

No sé si son petardo' o si son tiro'

Yo estoy en PR, tranquilo, pero

The wind moved some sand away from you, with a finger you doodle Jason with a small bird below it. You chuckled as you remembered the first solo patrol you two had, how the thugs scrambled to the floor when they heard the fireworks Jason had thrown to scare them. You look up at the sun touching the sea with a heavy heart as the wind erases the doodle.

Debí tirar más fotos de cuando te tuve

Debí darte más beso' y abrazo' las vece' que pude

Y si hoy me emborracho, pues que me ayuden

You place a can where the doodle was and take a sip of the one in your hand. The cold drink left a strange burn sensation as it ran down your throat. People really used this to cheer up? It states like shit. Looking at the can you think of the robbed moments. Would Jason like this? Laughed at me? Or maybe agreed and would convince me to swim for a bit? How can you miss moments that haven’t and won't happen?

Ey, hoy voy a estar con abuelo to'l día, jugando dominó

Si me pregunta si aún pienso en ti, yo le digo que no

Que mi estadía cerquita de ti ya se terminó

Ya se terminó

For the past 5 years life has been awful without him. Your family still this day worrying about you not overcoming Jason's absence. maybe Grandma has made some coquito in hopes of you showing signs of being alive. She knew the heartbreak of death, hours talking on the plastic chairs in her garden were easier than talking with Dinah.

 You look up confused when you feel raindrops on your face. Weird…the sky is clear…

Hoy yo quiero beber, beber, beber

Y hablar mierda hasta que me expulsen

Even with the horrible taste of the beer you drink what’s left in your can and took the one beside you. Thinking if it was a good idea to drink it, maybe if you get drunk you can finally have a dreamless sleep. You could hear the whispers of the people close to where you sat commenting about you, it was weird for them. Only gringos from the big screen cry in a beach.

Vamo' a disfrutar, que nunca se sabe si nos queda poco

Debí tirar más f—

Cleaning the raindrops with the back of your hand, you feel a presence beside you. As you look, you see a man close to where you are sitting, who looks to be of your age. Why does your gut flutter? Is it what I drank?

The man notices my gaze on him and with his familiar blue and greenish with mines.

“Take a picture, it will last longer”

[bigmack2go]

Ok so it’s been two days so i think I’ve finally processed everything enough to talk abt it

(Lmao that sounds like trauma. It actually about meeting sky)

So

Yk he texted me to meet him infront of the bar. I read AT the bar so i didn’t see him for a while (i didnt realise this until today) and the. He came in instead. He was rly confused for a second and didn’t see me. He looked around and the other person other than me (besides the bartenders) was some rly old man. Mind you: i told him what i looked like and that was NOT it and he looked a little lost but in an abnormaly adorable way (he was fidgeting with his hands and ahh. Sometimes i forget he’s human/silly so that was a very beautiful reminder of that)

Anyway so i went to him and i he still didn’t notice me for another few seconds. My mind was blank though so i just stood there like 🧍 until he saw me. The next few seconds are just gone from my memory. (I have extreme memory loss and i didn’t take my meds that day so any second i wasnt hyper aware of what was happening, is just,,, gone. And since i have adhd too, that happens a lot)

well anyway so i said “i made something… well they’re not done yet but” and i took the shoes i made out. I asked if he could sign them and he was just like really in shock. He was really flashed by the shoes but also that i wanted him to sign them. He just looked at them for a while and kept complementing them (i died btw) and then at some point he just stopped mid sentence and was like “wait- hold up, did you say you want me to sign those?!” Like he was Not Prepared ForThat At All. Like bro was so flashed and then i think that thing that i wanted him to sign it hit him off guard idk. I magically had a pencil apear (i hid it in my sleeve before that bc for some reason i thought that was a good idea) and he was like doinh a double take at something he didn’t even look away from? Idk. Well so he signed them and he was like,,,, spelling it aloud and it was adorable and i wanna die. (He also really didn’t wanna sign anywhere he shouldn’t and he was rly unsure and askee a few times”

“Okay lets see where do i— where do you want me— there, i’ll sign there is that okay? Okay. Okay so….. there. S. Mhm. K… oh that’s a weird K. And Y. There. Sky. Thats my name” (thats word by word what he said) (how cute do u wanna be? Him: yes.) and then he gave them back to me and there was A LITTLE HEART BEHIND HIS NAME AND WHEN I TELL YOU I ALMOST SCREAMED IN HIS FACE. It doesn’t look like a heart. More like a defirmed triangle but the intention is clear…

Well the. I asked if we could take a foto. Mind you, my phone has one if thos protection thingys where you cant see the display when you lopl from the side. Anyway i dint remember what he said or when he put his arm around me but the next thing i remember his arm was around my shoulder and his face was like…. Touching mine(?) (that sounds creepy as hell wtf) i was really shaking and i couldn’t see the display i just say that he was frowning a little after not taking another foto. I didn’t think anything of it in the moment and just thought he was still suprised i wanted a foto.

Well now this part i remember VIVIDLY. We were tlking a bit more and i was shaking even more now on account of I WAS LITTERALY HAVING one of SKY FLAHERTYS ARMS AROUND ME TWO SECONDS EARLIER.

Well he noticed i was shaking and put a hand on my shoulder (i double died) and then he like hugged me. (I got revived) It wasn’t like a side hug but also not a face to chest hug, but something inbetween. It was slighty awkward but at the same time not at all and ig even felt sort of casua? This time i was caught of guard and i was just staring at the air. (The bardender saw it and she winked at me and i did like a little silent scream with my face and she chuckled) well that all happened in like three seconds tops. So when we pulled apart (sounds like we were kissing WTF) i was like, ‘ok this felt like a good bye hug, this is a good time to leave’ (i regret that with every part of me.) and i started to leave. (He looked a bit confused. He probably thought i was gonna stay a bit longer, conciddering how we talked earlier)

Now this is where the bad thing happened.

Okay so Sky like,,, realises i’m leaving and he’s like “oh okay, uhm well, again, rly like the shoes and… nice meeting you!”

Now what did i do? The logical thing would be (not to leave at all ever again ever. why did i do that???) to say “thanks, nice to meet you too!” But no. Brain-less little me walked backwards (almost tripped) nodded and said “Guten Appetit” IN GERMAN. (For the record sky does not soeak german. And if he did, what i said was “bon apetit” in german. He was NOT about to eat) he looks at me like the moron i am. Like he looks at me like a literal moron like i’m a crazy idiot or smt. He literally did the Albert face when Race says “I’m famous!”(but i’m pretty sure that was just pure confusion. It didn’t look like an action he had any control over)

Anyway so i blush. Turn around and just,,, get away as fast as possible. When he gained back his composure (which was a lot faster than me obviously) he was like “Wait i still have your magic— oh whatever” (i pretended i didn’t hear it cause i was so embarrassed ydek) well it turns out he still had my pencil.

Anyway so then i texted him like this that “what i meant was nice to meet you too. Sorry. Got nervous” and he said “your fineeeeee” and i didn’t know what to answer but i had already read the message. So i take a screen (no tume for copy paste) and send a message to everyone person i can think of with the question of what to say. (Shoutout to @chaosfairy18 who saved me from an actual breakdown there. She answered rly rly fast)

I ended up saying thanks again and that it was rly cool. Then for some reason i said “also my mom says hi” (she didn’t. Idk why i did that. I legitimately do not remember.)

And thats it. I’ve said most stuff before but you wanted to know what exactly happened so here it is ig

[milawritesstuff]

I want Y/N and Pedri. Him seeing her on his game, they took picture after, they chat and tease each other after taking picture, him being stupid not to ask for a name and than him looking for her all night on instagram. Finally finding her and then exchanging messages and them having a date at his place 🥰

A/N: I forgot I had some drafts ready to go lol … I have one more saved which I might post tomorrow. Enjoy!!

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The match had just ended. It was Pedri's first match since he had suffered an injury about two months prior. You had showed up to Camp Nou every match since, hoping he would soon be better and you could see his magic on the field. You tried to rush towards the lowest point in the stands possible to get a picture with him but the security guards stopped you as you pulled your little sister behind you.

-Es para la niña.- It's for the little girl, you said in hopes they would let you go through. You knew they were nicer to kids wanting pictures and autographs than to grown women wanting a picture with their favorite footballers. The security guard stared at you and then looked behind at your little sister, both of you wearing the number 8 jersey.

-Wait.- He said as people continued to leave the stands and walk out of the stadium. Finally the guard looked at you and nodded. - Vamos, but make it fast.- He said.

You ran down to the edge of the seats and yelled for Pedri who was one of the last ones walking back towards the tunnels. You put your little sister in front of you and had her yell to get his attention. The dark haired boy saw the two of you and smiled waving to let you know he would be there soon, but before going to the other end of the tunnel and signing some shirts and taking other pictures.

-Hola.- He said to your little sister and he high fived her with a huge smile. You smiled at him and asked if he could take a picture with her. He agreed. She asked if he could sign her jersey which he did but had difficulty because she couldn't take it off. He gave her back the marker and then he looked up at you.

-Una foto con la hermana también?- One picture with the sister, too?  You said as you handed your phone to your little sister and walked towards him. He chuckled. -Una hermana guapa- A pretty sister.- he said as you stood next to him and smiled for the picture. You felt your cheeks begin to burn as a response to his words.

-Good thing you didn't say she's your daughter.- He commented as you stood in front of him. You laughed. -I'm too young for kids.- You responded as he shook his head.

In a sudden wave of confidence you continued ... -But I can practice making them.- He looked at you with his eyes wide open and the two of you began to laugh uncontrollably. 

-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that.- You said as he stared at you with a smile.

-No, don't worry about it.- He said.

-Good game, Pedri. It was nice to see you back. Now we have someone who can control Gavi again.- 

He laughed. -I'm glad to be back. Although I'm not sure anyone can control him.-

He stood there staring into your eyes. You felt butterflies in your stomach because his stare was intense. It felt comfortable talking to him, almost as if you had known him your whole life. Although there were still fans walking out and music blasting through the stadium speakers, this felt like your moment. A moment of silence as the two of you felt something undescribable.

-Can you sign my jersey?- You said interrupting the moment. He agreed and you began to pull your jersey up to give it to him when you felt his hands stop yours. -Keep it on.- He said as he grabbed the marker from your little sister and he began to leave his autograph on the upper part of your chest. Your heartbeat was racing and he could feel it. Your hard breathing caused by how close he was, hitting his arm.

-Estas bien?- Are you okay? He asked with a smirk which caused you to roll your eyes.

-Es que eres tan guapo, no me puedo controlar.- It's just that you are so handsome, I can't control myself. You said in a sarcastic tone as you raised your eyebrows and began to laugh. He chuckled and shook his head. -You know how to keep me humble, niñata.- He said as he put the top back on the marker and handed it to your little sister.

-Gracias, feo.- You responded as he began to walk away. He turned to look at you one more time before entering the tunnel and offered you a smile with a wink giving you butterflies in your stomach.

You and your little sister headed home, you with a huge smile on your face from the interaction with Pedri. -He's handsome, why did you call him feo?- Your little sister asked as the two of you walked into the metro. You laughed and looked over at her. - He called me as spoiled brat.- She shook her head. -I'm probably more mature than the both of you.-

Meanwhile at home Pedri continued to look through instagram, thinking of your laugh. As soon as he had entered the tunnel he rushed back to get your name but you were long gone. He wanted a name to your face, to your laugh, to the butterflies in his stomach after talking to you.

He knew you would, hopefully, eventually post on instagram but as he continued to look at everything people were tagging him his hope began to dry out. It wasn't you. Your sister and you arrived home and you put her to bed while you went to your room and began to work on homework for uni. It was around 1am when you finally gave up because you couldn't concentrate. You picked up your phone and looked at the picture your little sister had taken of the two of you. You smiled at how he looked at you the moments prior to the final picture. Finally deciding to post it on your instagram.

Por fin se me ha dado conocer a este feo. I was finally able to meet this ugly guy.

You posted the picture with the funny caption and your friends all��began to comment. You laughed at the different comments as you felt your heart stop and you saw someone had messaged you.

P : I've been waiting for you to post this, niñata. What took so long.

Y/N: You know the world doesn't revolve around you, right?

P: It doesn't?  You rolled your eyes as you read his messages and chuckled.

Y/N: Are you stalking me now? How the tables have turned.

P: Are you confessing to stalking me?

Y/N: I wouldn't call it stalking, more like gentle following. He chuckled as he read your messages in his bed, the light of his screen being the only thing that shined in the dark room.

P:  This might be random but, would my stalker like to go out on a date?

Y/N: You're willing to go out with a niñata?

P: If you're willing to go out with a feo.

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[octuscle]

Whenever George went on vacation to the Dominican Republic, he felt he had missed his youth. He saw the young people having fun, partying into the night. He had gone through school and university at high speed with great success, had made a career as a lawyer, and could now stop working in his early 50s without any problem. He could live a nice life here or anywhere on the planet. Every time he sat in a sidewalk café in Santo Domingo, he took it upon himself to do so. And then packed his bags again after two weeks and flew back to Chicago.

George walked through the street markets. He saw all the fake sports jerseys, the fake sneakers, the fake gold jewelry. What he wouldn't give right now to be sitting on the beach or at a bus stop with other chaps in those clothes, drinking a beer and whistling at girls. Sure, he actually was into lads, but that was another one of his big life lies. And so he had remained single and a virgin all his life. Oh, what the hell, he thought. I can take a necklace like that with me sometime. Might make jerking off in front of the mirror more fun.

He bought one of the swanky chains and picked up another cheap fake gold-colored Rolex. Actually silly, he could have bought everything in real. But to feel like a little Latino gangster, this watch was better. He didn't have to take it home, maybe the maid would be happy if he left everything in the room. George put on the chain and watch and walked around the city a bit more, enjoying the hustle and bustle of the streets. And then at some point made his way to the hotel to freshen up before dinner.

The watch and chain didn't go with his dark blue suit, of course. But he liked to be well dressed for dinner. Even though the hotel was mainly frequented by newly rich Russians and Arabs, he didn't want to make an exception. He had carefully hidden the chain and watch under his shirt; the feeling of the large pendant resting on his chest was enough for him. And after dinner, he stood naked, with only the watch and chain, in front of the bathroom mirror and jerked off.

He had even slept with the watch and chain on. When he got up, everything felt so heavy. He examined the watch more closely. Actually, it looked perfect. And weighed heavy, too. Was it perhaps not a fake at all. He was also unsure about the necklace. Had he perhaps bought stolen goods…? Anyway, he was well rested and rested. And he could see that when he looked in the mirror. He had not looked so refreshed for a long time. And he had gotten color. On his tanned skin, the gold chain looked even better.

George didn't even take off his new jewelry to shower. And the white shirt was unbuttoned so much today that you could see the chain flashing. He also left the cuffs of the shirt open. The white shirt, the beige shorts, the gold jewelry. There was almost something southern about him, he had to think with a grin. The fact that he ordered his banana pancakes in Spanish and wished the Russian Barbie doll a good morning in her native language didn't even occur to him. George slept away most of the day at the pool. Every now and then, when it got too hot for him, he jumped into the cool water and took a few laps. The admiring looks of the one or other lady at the edge of the pool, when he catapulted himself wet out of the pool, he did not notice at all. Instead, he exchanged more frequent and intense glances with the pool boy.

He signed off for dinner at the hotel. He wasn't in the mood for a five-course dinner today. He was more in the mood for some street food, a few beers and whatever else came along. He didn't even remember packing a black satin shirt. But with black suit pants and black loafers, he looked very handsome. George combed his hair back with lots of wet gel. And he threw himself into the nightlife.

It had been daylight by the time George had gotten back to the hotel. If he remembered correctly, he had gotten another beer from the concierge. Other than that, he couldn't remember much. It was much too late for breakfast when he was finally awake. So he pulled right on swim shorts and a bright red shirt, which he left open. He was proud to still have such an impressive six-pack in his early 40s. Everyone was allowed to see that. The pool boy had reserved him the daybed right next to the artificial waterfall. That was perfect for discreet conversations. George had also used the evening to stock up on enough drugs for his customers here at the hotel. The staff, of course, knew what would happen if a busty blonde, a hairy Russian, or an Arabian stud joined George on the bed and the curtains were drawn. There could be sex involved. But in any case, money was exchanged for drugs. And a good portion of the money went into the pockets of the hotel staff. So people smiled. And kept quiet.

George spent the evening on Santo Domingo's Malecón. Getting supplies. And supplying customers in the casinos. George himself never gambled. Nor did he take drugs. He needed a clear mind and a functioning body for his job.

Jorge woke up in his permanent suite at the very top of the Catalonia. The view of the sea was fantastic. His breakfast was set. His personal trainer was already waiting in the hotel's gym. Yesterday had been a successful evening, so before he moved into his poolside "office," he needed fresh stuff. He awaited his supplier on the bench at the back entrance of the hotel. They were usually undisturbed here at this time of day.

It had all been over a year now. The Catalonia was now only occasionally his workplace. Jorge had gotten himself a warehouse in the old town, where he officially sells cheap souvenirs for the street vendors. In fact, he managed his drug mules from here. Personally, he only served the particularly important customers. Or the particularly horny.

Realized at the request of @axeegliter. No idea why my chat is down, bro. But I'm working on it!

And a bow to

and

You are two of the most handsome fellas I know.

[thepictureofjune]

random things i think each Schloss Einstein (s27) character collects:

Joel: Visitenkarten, Flyer, Kugelschreiber (alles natürlich von irgendwelchen Start-ups, um sich der Konkurenz klar zu werden), Yogi Tee Sprüche

Noah: Kameras, Commitment Issues, Kinokarten, Freddies ehemalige Halsbänder (in the same way parents keep the baby shoes of their kids)

Ava: Pins, Tassen (trust me she's got a mug for everything) diese Energy Drink Enden, Ringe

Chiara: Kristalle, Muscheln, getrocknete Blumen, bunte Perrücken, Scrunchies, leere Schneckenhäuser (falls die Schnecken ihr Haus irgendwann mal wieder brauchen, kommen sie einfach zu Chiara)

Reena: Schals/Tücher, Seifen, Mäntel

Joshi: Lesezeichen, Füller, First oder Signed Editions seiner Lieblingsbücher

Elly: Handyhüllen, Puzzle, Freundschaftsarmbänder, Polaroids

Massuda: Kleidung, Ketten, Nagellack, Glitzer

Leon: Kasetten, Kerzen, Sneaker

Simon: Basketball Bälle, Trophäen, the belief girls like him

Karl: Steine, Murmeln, Plüschtiere (he's picking up everything man)

Maxi: Postkarten, Schneekugeln, Land/Stadt-Karten

Tahmi: Comic Bücher, Spielzeug von Happy Meals oder Überraschungs Eiern, weitere kleine Figürchen

Marlon: Münzen, Kühlschrank Magneten, Tupperware (irgendwo müssen die ausgestochenen Brote ja rein)

Annika: Fotos, Schneekugeln, Bilderrahmen, Haargummis

Nesrin: Schlüsselanhänger, Flaschendeckel, Schnürsenkel

Mikka (ich wollt ihn nicht vergessen oke i'm so sorry) : postkarten von casper, briefmarken, alte roboter teile, mit denen man noch was anfangen kann! (ganz bestimmt)

(this is the result of me being bored at uni,, falls noch irgendwer andere ideen hat, pls add them!)

[slowdancingtorock]

Ireland - Day 6 (+ Bonus Day 5)

Today was the most relaxed day, I would say. I was on wake-up duty and an hour almost everyone left for either Dublin or Galway. 2 of my beloved (now former) colleagues left with with the Dublin lot and I decided to take a nap after lunch as the students wouldn't return for another 4 hours.

Yesterday night I snuck out with 5 colleagues and we went to the pub and it was absolutely brilliant. We played pool, talked about everything and nothing and I prolly overshared a little as they now know about this blog. Anyway, I only got 4 hours of sleep so I am glad I got to take a nap.

After the students returned I was on supervision for board games with a few, while the majority of students went to the sportshall for some ball games. It would have been very chill if some of students hadn't tried to sneak out so often. I generally cut them some slack as I know that it's like being a teenager, but some stunts were just too much. They might hate me for it but it's not like I feel guilty about doing my job.

Last night and today worked wonders for my mental health. Generally speaking a hangover and lack of sleep do a real number on me but I feel alive in a way I haven't felt in years. I feel like I belong, like I me being nervous or awkward doesn't have to be as big an obstacle as I thought it would be. Like it's worth doing things for more than just their own sake. And it's riveting! I want to hold onto these feelings and experiences and challenge myself to initiate meeting new people.

I'm looking forward to my day off tomorrow and maybe I'll even join the movie night that is scheduled though that will depend on the movie. So far I am just happy that I can look back on a week with no fuck-ups or even anything in general that I am embarrassed about or was told to improve on. Not saying I was perfect but with whatever slack I am being cut I was perfectly adaquate. I'll continue work on Monday and until then I'll just relax and maybe go to "the shop" - apparently there is a shop but so far nobody has told me what they sell lol. Anyway, I'll sign off now as I am dead tired. My song of the day is Chelsea Dagger by The Fratellis. It's been stuck in my head basically the whole day and it's a fun and cheeky tune and it just feels right; it has banter, some flirting and a some melody you can somewhat recognize when someone sings it - all things that I enjoyed about the pub :)

Bonus:

Yesterday evening we had 2 hours of disco for the students. It was fun, I was technically on supervision but I also danced and took fotos with my colleagues. I also occasionally stopped students from sneaking out. They had fun anyway and I think I did a good enough job at not making them feel embarrassed for anything. They're kids and even if some of them can quite daft, they still deserve to feel empowered and some thrills - like being busted by the annoying supervisor - are just part of being a teenager (at least I think they should be).

[davidmariottecomics]

Too Many Conventions!

Hello! 

Turns out, I'm a liar. If you read last week's blog, I ended it with a whole little plan for the next couple of weeks, completely having forgotten that I'm about to enter the most convention heavy stretch I have all year! This is my last "free" weekend until April pretty much! 

A week from today, 2/25, I'll be at the Arizona Comic Book Arts Festival! If you're anywhere near the Phoenix area and want to see me to buy comics or bring your own to get them signed, this is the place to do it! I'll be bringing a pretty chunk of my stock, including stuff from Sonic, Godzilla, and pretty much what's left of my Transformers/Hasbro stock! Maybe this one, maybe in a couple more events like this, I'm going to be running out of Transformers vs. Terminator and Wreckers, so get 'em now while you can! Becca will be there too and you can get us both to sign our little mini-comic, Jimmy Squarefoot! We'll also be bringing copies of a zine we made explaining the issues with AI! And Becca will have a bunch of other stuff at their own table! 

There are a bunch of other really great people attending including Elizabeth Brei, Danny Djeljosevic, Mitch Gerads, Steve Rude, John Layman, Henry Barajas, Jay Fotos, Jeff Mariotte, Marcy Rockwell, John Yurcaba, Andrew MacLean, Alexis Zirrit, Meredith McClaren, James Owen, Ryan Cody, Tone Rodriguez, Cecil Castellucci, and so many more! So come on out and see us! 

Then, Becca got into WaifuExpo the following weekend, 3/3-3/5! It's going to be a cool little adult (18+) focused con in the Dallas-Fort Worth area! Becca's going to be in the artist's alley and I'm going to be there as their booth babe. I will NOT be bringing any of my stuff, only Becca is tabling (*tho if you are planning to attend and get ahold of me ahead of time, I might be able to pack a few things to give in person). Becca's working very hard on preparation and will have some exclusive stuff for adults debuting there! 

Similarly, lots of cool guests including some very notable cosplayers and voice actors and other artists! It also seems like it's going to be a very activity heavy con if that's your jam! 

It's also our first time in the DFW area, so if you have recommendations, those would be appreciated! 

Then, if everything goes right with the first two cons and I'm still feeling groovy, I am tentatively planning on going up to TFCon LA on 3/10. Again, this is health and finances permitting after two other back-to-back shows, and I am not coming as anything other than an attendee, but if you catch me at Jack Lawrence's table and want me to sign your Wreckers or Alex Milne's table and want me to sign your TF/Terminator or whatever, I'm happy to do so! 

And finally, I expect to be attending WonderCon 2023, March 24-26! Again, same deal as TFCon--my availability will depend a little bit on not having gotten sick/burned out from the other shows with only one weekend of "downtime" and I'm going mostly as an attendee, rather than tabling individually or with IDW, but this is the one con where I'll be most open for meetings. 

After that, I have to assume that I'll hibernate until the summer! And somewhere around there I'll get back to what I mistakenly proposed last week and do another "Ask Me (Almost) Anything". In the meantime, new posts are going to be coming to the blog, but they'll be a little irregular because they'll be coming in-between shows! 

Thanks for rolling with that change and hope to see you soon! 

What I enjoyed this week: Blank Check (Podcast), Honkai Impact (Video game--I managed to get the new Kiana and Mei back-to-back, so I'm pretty happy!), House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski (Book), Poker Face (TV show), Romantic Killer (Anime), Warioware Inc (Video Game), The Fablemans (Movie--I cried 3 times!), Kaguya-Sama: Love is War-The First Kiss That Never Ends (Movie), Valentine's Day, Snack vs. Chef (TV show), Chainsaw Man (Manga), rearranging my desk (I had to dust the... 150 [estimate] little hunks of plastic on my desk and decided to rearrange them), Becca's first Twitch stream (more on that below)! 

New Releases this week (2/15/2023): Off week for my books

New releases next week (2/22/2023): Also an off week for my books!

Announcements: Wait, this is still a section? With all that other stuff I've already been promoting? Well... Yeah! 

Social Media - I am still primarily on Twitter because that's still where I know the most people and the format I like the best, unfortunately, but you can find me on all my socials here as I continue to try to move away from that site that is less and less functional each day! And, hey, sometimes it still works to reach people like this update on Sonic (it is good and fine and in many languages and countries). 

Aradia Beat - The past few weeks, I've been plugging this cool Magical Girl Anthology Magazine that Becca's part of! This morning, the campaign closed and they had just exceeded their second stretch goal! Thanks anyone here who contributed and if you missed out, well... you missed out! No, but give Aradia Collective a follow and they'll be able to tell ya if there'll be any other ways of getting it in the future! 

More Magical Girls - Our pals Elizabeth Brei & Danny Djeljosevic and a bunch of their friends are getting close to their goal on their Kickstarter for Sweet Little Resistance, which you should check out! And you can tell them you're psyched for it at AZCAF! 

Becca is a busy beean - Somewhere in all this con prep and the many shows we're attending, Becca's also managing regular Patreon updates (and this month, any new sign-ups will have their first pledge go to The Brown Building here in San Diego). They're also open for commissions. And they're now streaming Wednesdays & Saturdays (including tonight, but not when we'll be at shows) on Twitch! I'll usually be there too, moderating the chat and making jokes, playing the soundboard or whatever. You can check out their first stream playing Heartbreak High on their page now! I think the plan is Wednesdays will be games and Saturdays will be art, so come check it out and hang! 

Legislative Tracking - Legislators are doubling down on attempting to pass anti-trans bills. Fortunately, some of them are not managing to move forward. Unfortunately, the bad guys keep trying. Here is a legislative tracker for you to keep an eye on and hopefully if anything is happening locally to you (and on the federal level), you're able to reach out to your reps and can tell them to knock that shit off. 

Pic of the Week: A very dumb little promo I made for all of our upcoming stuff (or... well, a lot of it) to the theme of Ant-Man & the Wasp: Quantumania, in theaters now! (NOTE: Made when Aradia Beat was still funding, it's over now, sorry!)

[beybella09]

Sesi konsul kapan hari ditutup sama pertanyaan spesifik:

"Ada foto waktu masih kecil? Cobaaa, terakhir di liat kapan? Mau ngobrol apa sama "kamu" di masa itu sebagai "kamu" yang sekarang"

"Belum tau mau ngobrol apa, seperti biasa nanti saya tulis lagi aja ya, bu 😭🤣🙏🏼"

"Sedikit deh, sambil di inget kontur wajah pas masih kecilnya yaa hehe"

"Apaaa yaaa.. yang kepikiran sekarang ya bu? Kayaknya cuma mau minta maaf, sama bilang makasih"

"Minta maafnya untuk apa?"

"Semua hal sulit, kayak.. ini si saya kecil jadi ikut keajak gitu rasanya bu hehe, tapi dari situ jadi belajar ya, bu?"

"Ada lagi?"

"Banyaaak ya bu, tapi saya takut nangis lagi, udah capek nangis bu🤣🙏🏼"

"Ok sebelum closing nih, kalo bilang makasihnya? Lebih panjang ayo mbak, point positive loh berterima kasih tuh"

"??? Makasih karena udah sama-sama mau bertahan, terutama buat ada di titik ini mungkin ya bu? saya sedikit "aware" karena alhamdulillahnya timbul rasa peduli sama kecilnya saya. Kayak, kalo keinget lagi ada yang jahatin, iniloh, saya kecil ini juga ikut "bangun". Eh tapi mereka liat saya yang di masa real time sih yah bu. Apa ya? Kok balik lagi terus ya bu, ini kenapa kebelakang terus🤣🙏🏼"

"Udah mulai ketemu "click" moment-nya kan yah mbak? pelan-pelan, mbak yang tau persis, saya yakin"

😔🙌🏻

Dari kecilnya hobby cengengesan, sampe gede juga sama, biarpun sambil nangis nggak ngaruh wkwkwk and today that girl is working on herself (still). She try to get better and better for herself, and i am so freaking proud of you, Bey kicik🤏🏼

I want you to keep growing 🌸

You know, watching you work on yourself has been nothing short of amazing. I mean.. you've been putting in the time and effort to be the best version of yourself, and it’s been such a beautiful experience to witness your growth, Bey.

So, keep on shining, keep on growing, and most importantly, please keep being you.

I'll be here, cheering on you, okay? with all my heart as you continue to grow and become better, cheering you on and celebrating all of your steps, big or small. Kita makan ice cream yaa?

I know it hasn't been easy. I know, be proud of the person you are today it was never easy for you, but look at you now!? you didn't give up, girlll.

Even when it seemed like the path ahead was too unclear or too difficult to navigate. I think back to those childhood years, when you had so many dreams, so many hopes, and so many questions without answers.

Even when the world around you was loud with negativity or when your own heart doubted the possibilities. There were times when you felt small, when you felt lost in the noise of expectations, whether from others or from your own mind.

It hasn’t always been easy, in fact.. many of those moments were filled with pain, frustration, and confusion, but now.. I can honestly say that you gave everything you had, each and every time, Bey.

You tried. You cried, you tried again.

Looking back now, those struggles, those challenges, the mistakes, lots things happen and shaped "you" into the person I am today.

I may not have always been perfect, and sometimes I might have fallen short, but I know that I always gave my best, and I always tried to do what felt right, even when it was hard.

So, thank you, even the darkest moments have something to teach. You’ve done more than survive, you’ve thrived, and I am proud of you.

Ps:

It made me realize that when I say I don't love myself, or that I hate myself, it's not true.

In fact, I really do love myself, especially for standing strong through tough times and still trying my best. Meh, I just still get frustrated sometimes, which makes me feel like I don't love myself, and no one loves me deeply.

How can I trust myself? But it's my responsibility, not them.

It's not their responsibility to make me believe, it's mine. I know that I just need time

And another thing I've learned is that.. one of the greatest signs of loving someone is when they bring a positive impact into our lives. They become an external factor that pushes us to be the best version of ourselves. So, thank you to whoever you are that I love. You inspire and support me to always try my best, not just for you, but first.. for myself.

Especially for the one and only my beloved, even when I find it hard to believe in myself, he always tries to understand, and he is still here by my side. Even though there are parts of me that are difficult to handle and face, his love and patience have strengthened me. I love you more than words can express.

[lunabovethesky]

Me, Myself, and I.

1st, tulis tentang data diri muse.

Stage Name: Winter (윈터) Birth Name: Kim Min Jeong (김민정) Chinese Name: DongDong (冬冬) Birthday: January 1, 2001 Zodiac Sign: Capricorn Chinese Zodiac Sign: Dragon Height: 164~165 cm (5’5″) Blood Type: A MBTI Type: INTJ (Her previous result was ISTP) Nationality: Korean Instagram: @imwinter

2nd, berikan 5 foto terbaik muse-mu.

3rd, pesan singkat untuk muse-ku.

hello, minjeong! kamu hebat banget di comeback kali ini. bener bener semua mata tertuju sama kamu. kamu beneran tonjolin banget stage presence kamu yang selama ini orang-orang raguin. aku bangga banget sama kim minjeong, best visual best vocal! please be healthy. <3

4th, hal apa yang bikin aku cinta sama kim minjeong?

banyak! salah satunya karena aku suka banget sama personalitynya yang lucu banget without even trying. hatinya yang lembut, ketawanya yang lucu, cantik, pokonya LUCU kayak anak kecil. aku juga cinta banget sama suaranya, so beautiful. she's a perfect human being.

5th, kenapa aku pilih kim minjeong sebagai muse-ku?

karena udah jelas banget aku sayang sekali sama kim minjeong. aku juga merasa diriku cocok untuk portray minjeong. selamanya sayang KIM MINJEONG. jaya.

6th, kasih pesan untuk diri sendiri

hei wintek, kamu hebat banget udah melewati segalanya, hebat udah melewati ups and downs di kehidupan ini. walaupun belakangan ini emang capek banget, tapi aku yakin kamu bisa melewati semuanyaaa. aku bangga banget sama kamu!

7th, pesan untuk atchie.

atchie! maaf banget aku belum bisa ngobrol banyak sama kalian sampai saat ini karena keadaanku yang lumayan hectic, tapi aku usahakan sebisa mungkin buat in touch sama kalian, always! aku sayang banget sama kalian, makasih ya udah mau jadi temenku, kalian lucu banget. apa sih traumanya?

8th, pesan untuk crushtakers.

hello crushtakers-ku yang lucu lucu, maaf ya wintek belum bisa bonding terlalu intens karena mun-ku yang kegiatannya very very hectic ini. aku mau berterimakasih sama para cts ku yang udah bikin konsep agency pakai album favoriteku, aku seneng banget bisa masuk sini. kalian udah melakukan yang terbaik so far, sekali lagi, terima kasih banyak! oya kalian juga lucu lucu, apa traumanya?

[mnovenia]

Day 11 in Korea - 7 Aug 2023

Ok ditulis di tgl 8 nov 2023, backsound again J-US psalm 139, knapa J-us terus ya muncul tiap update blog (kebetulan ini lagu sering w dnger entah dr mana n exactly Psalm jg yg mg lalu kusuru anak2 sun baca Oow tida ada yg kebetulan). Hahaha finally find time again to update my Seoul trip yg sudah 3 bulan berlalu tapi masih bikin senyam senyum.

Baiklah, abis panas dingin telp an sama Gwang Hui gw balik kamar, Bella kynya sih udah tidur tp kyknya dia dnger jg gw telpan. Dengan kepanasan keringetan gw mlm itu bisa tidur juga dan pindah ke lantai sodara2. Lanjut bangun2 keramas trus jangronim uda bangun, suaminya lagi manjat gunung and I minum vit magic yg bikin detox. Pokoke pagi itu nyenengin bgt, disiapin bubur juga and ga lama naik mobil jibsanim di drop ke gereja (mewah deh pokoknya).

Sampe gereja aku me time krn bella ke salon, titip tas di gereja, me time minum pumpkin apa gt di ediya sambil wifi an. Kita hari ini ada janji pula sama jibsanim (yg feeling gw Bella pernah mau jodohin tp dia udah cerai sama istrinya, punya tour business dan pgen ke Bali, ktnya sih november). Sebenernya sih ingin mencoba positip aja siapa tau cocok n jodoh, even ini blum pergi sm GH ya konteksnya. Kita ke cafe klenci2 gt lucu n enak makanannya, dia byk catch up sm bella n yoora aja sih, entah bhs korea gw lg mampet, ga mood krn mo dapet, ga cocok or ga tertarik aja deh pokoke wkwkw abis gt ngopi tmptnya enak padahal n lucu, tp ya gitu deh.. gw uda pusing aja ga sabar mo ketemu eunice jg.. gainget pokoke misah, yoora pulang ktr naik otoped, bella dropin gw d greja trus naik taxi lah w ke sheraton.

Finally met Eunice setelah setahun. Tp tetep sih dr awal uda komplen, org korea bau lah, ga bs bhs inggris lah, dia ga dpt feelingnya bgt lah, au dah. Trus gw cm inget taro barang, isi Tcard, trus kita jalan ke area hanok bukcheon, haha hehe, Onion antri and lumayan catch up. Foto2 liat2 aksesories di toko yg th lalu aku samperin, foto d spot yg sama sm th lalu, liat baju2 utk mei2, trus ke osulloc. Kynya sih gaya kita mmg ga cocok aja ya, dr jalan ktnya gw suru pelan2, byk tnya bgt pas d toko, ke toko bahan2 koreya yg kurang menarik, ktmu micin saram juga, trus doi pelit nya tuh ga pada tempatnya, byk hal2 intense deh yg bkin gw males argument sampe akhirnya ogut foto2 sky yg bentuknya hati (heart) jelas bgt sampe gw videoin haha... gw gatau itu sign apa tapi gw punya harapan besar I'd experience love in seoul hihii (taunya besokannya kan).

Trus kita jalan terus ke ikseondong, agak takut2 gt trus nemu tempat makan dumpling, foto2, liat2 aksesories, liat tmpt sogeum ppang yg gw nyesel gak beli, tas dll. Kurang enjoyable tp yaudalah ditahan aja toh cm semalem. Abis gt kita ga lama pulang ada ahjussi2 ngikutin rada shibal sekiya gt. Oh ya mlm itu tuh gw rada ga konsen jg krn sambil arrange schedule sm GH, aga2 miskom dikit seinget w. Trus pulang cepet k hotel, mampir olive young bentar abis gt gw mandi, fitting pulang bsok 'date' aka lebih mikirin meeting ke gangnam pake baju apa. Akhirnya terpilihlah baju tarzan item + celana item.

(sountrack hanahim appeseo muncul terus di mobil + coram deo live rabu). Kita lumayan seneng malem2 ktawa2 spongebob n discuss besok pagi mo makan apa. Akhirnya kita jalkak ke Ryan Coffee, agak2 nyasar2 dikit trus kopinya kenceng bgt or entah gw nervous jg. Kita adalah cerita heart to heart ttg papaku aku WA, netesin air mata, trus ngoborl2 sm sajangnim, istrinya pun muji kok hangukmal nya bagus pdhl dr bali etc. Eun sih seneng krn kynya itu tipe dia gt n kopinya legit (btw dia sambil makan kimbap lol), dia jg blg gw gak present, ya emang ini trip bukan ktemu lu n lu yg mengide n maksa jadi bukan salah w ya tlg in my defense.

Abis gt coba jalan2 d sekitar tp ky gaada yg menarik gt, muter2 sekililng hotel pun sama aja, akhirnya kita siap2 bentar n siap berpisah, gw pun siap ambil koper krn sudah menunjukkan hampir jm 12. Ok sampai dsni Eun

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Oof esto de que no tengan ni fechas ni nada es un quilombo, y encima se te mezcla ubaxxi con cbc no te envidio en lo más mínimo tbh

Meh a mi me siguen evaluando pero no lo pueden decir en voz alta. Tipo me ponen notas “orientativas” y un “muy bien” al lado para cumplir con las órdenes del ministerio

O sea es esencialmente lo mismo pero con más verso que de costumbre

biology just gave me an existential crisis

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my german teacher (in our 10am class that i barely wake up in time for): the final will be next week at 8am

me: I respectfully decline and will be taking the 0 now pls

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Nomás porque hace frío no me quedo en bata todo el día...

Más fotos sin c3nsura con esta bata en mi F4nsly.