#gl chica

[fuckingaroundatfreddys]

oh!! oh!! can i perhaps order a glamrock chica and roxy stimboard with general aesthetics of the pizzaplex?? could be something relating to them specifically too!

Glamrock Chica and Roxanne Wolf stimboard for anon!

With general aesthetics of the pizza plex :3

MOD NOTE - That pizza gif makes me so hungry you have no idea bestie :sobs: ANYWAY Enjoyyy ^^

[metalichotchoco]

She is the moment! She is every woman

I forgot she had gloves but I managed to add them in. I love the 80s so much

[2laffy2]

Gl. Chica

[art-and-fanart]

[crumbleclub]

i wonder if the birds can't see glass thing applies to chica

[qualitypoetryartisan]

¿Alguna vez has pensado en enamorarte de la muerte?

[eris-norwega]

HOLAAAA, VI TU PUBLICACIÓN PIDIENDO PEDIDOS O ESO CREO. POR FSVOR HAZ ALGO EN DONDE ALSSTOR VE A SU AMSDA O AMIGA EN EL CIELO IDKK POR FAVOR

En el Cielo

Español: ¡HOLA HERMANO! ahora, antes de empezar, quiero advertirte. no hablo español muy bien, pero estoy trabajando en ello. mi objetivo es incluir más lectores latinos en fanfics de hazbin hotel. este fanfic no sera en español😔mi escritura en español todavía no es tan buena. ¡pero! voy a hacer este lector hable algo de español para tú :)

English: HELLO BROTHER! now, before we start, i want to warn you. i don’t speak spanish that well, but i’m working on it. my goal is to include more latino readers in hazbin hotel fanfics. this fanfic will not be in spanish😔my writing in spanish still isn’t that good. but! i’m going to make this reader speak in some spanish for you :)

Notes: if y’all see ANY mistakes, english or spanish, let me know! i don’t find it annoying, i find it constructive. that being said, hi, i’m Eris! i’m now taking alastor x reader requests because i’m losing my goddamn mind :D

Synopsis: Reader has been living in Heaven peacefully—albeit a little empty—since their death. That is, until a group of unlikely demons are escorted by the seraphim. Little does reader know that one of the demons is a long-lost friend—and maybe something more.

CW: reader speaks some spanish (doesn’t necessarily have to be latino)

Word Count: 2462

Heaven. A place of perfection and peace for all eternity. Not a soul up here suffered. No one worried. We didn’t have to. Everything was okay and good. I couldn’t remember how it felt to feel the burdens of mortal life, because then what would be the point of everlasting tranquility?

And yet…

Something was missing. I remembered, I knew, for a time here in Heaven what I was lacking. That’s if time even exists here. But at some point, it faded away. Is anything really wrong in the first place if you can’t remember?

Now all I feel is a bit of an ache. Is that normal in Heaven?

There wasn’t much I could do about it anyway. Until there was.

I whipped my head around as I heard shouting from beside me. I scrunched my face in annoyance, my angelic wings fluttering behind me.

¿Que carajo? I mumbled in my head, returning to my book as I read in the outdoor café. I tried to tune the yelling out, but it only got louder and louder. I groaned, snapping my book shut, glaring at the forming crowd in the promenade.

I drummed my fingers on my book, my eyes squinting and frown deepening as I watched angels upon angels gather around an unknown source. Some even began to take to the skies, wanting an overhead view.

Suddenly, a bright flash of light enveloped the square. I covered my eyes with a hand, peaking behind it to see two seraphim appear in the midst of the crowd.

I watched as Sera shooed the crowd away, wings flapping in the array of bodies as angels scooted back.

I finally managed to see what the kerfuffle was about. A group of…odd looking people stood in the center of the huddle, some looking grumpy, others excited, others anxious.

I blinked in confusion. They didn’t look like they were from Heaven. Maybe the mortal plane? But who dresses like that on Earth?

Then they must’ve been from…

Cold fear washes through me as I make the connection. Hell? Were those odd people from Hell?? But how? And why was Sera letting them in?

I snapped my book away, my attention fully on the newcomers. I got up from my seat, warily making my way towards the group. Once I made it to the edge of the dispersed onlookers, I shuffled towards Emily, the younger seraphim.

“Psst,” I hissed. “Chica. Behind you.”

Kind blue eyes met mine, a wide smile overtaking her face as she floated towards me. “Hey!” she presented herself. “What do you need?”

“You’re supposed to keep us happy and joyful, ¿sí?” I asked, my arms folded. I nodded my head to the bizarre group. “It would make me happy and joyful if you explained who they are.”

Emily’s smiled wavered for a second as she glanced behind her. She turned her gaze back to me. “Well,” she started, wringing her hands, “they’re uh. They’re from…Hell?” she shrugged nervously.

My wings twitched behind me, not entirely surprised but not pleased either. “Why?” I asked bluntly.

She chewed her lip nervously. “I don’t know if I can tell you that…” She twiddled with her fingers before blurting out, “They’re here to get sinners redeemed!”

I recoiled, my wings flapping in alarm. “What?” I hissed. “But that’s impossible!”

Emily shushed me, giggling excitedly. “Keep it quiet, okay? I just couldn’t hold it in anymore!” She squealed. “You know one of the new arrivals? Sir Pentious?”

“Yeah,” I grumbled suspiciously, understanding where this was going.

“He was a redeemed sinner!” she whisper-yells. “Their plan worked!”

My face drops in shock. So it was true?

“How?” I asked incredulously.

“Okay, okay, so they have this hotel, right?” Emily starts excitedly. “It was started by Charlie, the Princess of Hell—she’s right over th—”

“The what?” I yelled.

Emily clamped a hand over my mouth. “Shh. Yeah, I know, it sounds crazy, but she’s sweet, I promise.” She points to a girl in the small huddle, one with long blonde hair and large, optimistic eyes. “That’s her. Next to her is her girlfriend Vaggie and…” she trails off.

“And what?” I stared in awe.

“Don’t freak out but…that’s…Lucifer,” she winced, gesturing to a short blonde man with many of the same features as Charlie.

My wings drooped. “The Lucifer?” I whispered harshly.

Emily nodded solemnly. “Yeah. He’s helping her now.”

Unease churned in my stomach. That was Lucifer. The Devil. The beast parents warned their kids about. And he was…just a tiny blonde dude?

I shook my head, turning my attention to the last group member. “And him?”

Emily scrunched her face. “I’m not sure,” she admitted, inspecting the tallest figure adorned with red and black. “He must be important if he’s here.”

I shrugged. “What’re they gonna be doing while they’re here?”

Emily clapped her hands together. “Well,” she said excitedly, “they have to settle into their rooms first. Then I think we’re going to, like, a theater or something? Then a meeting with the higher-ups.”

I eyed her. “Which theater?” I grumbled.

She turned and pointed her finger down the street. “The one that way. Saint Peter’s I think?”

I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Mierda,” I growled. “I am too,” I sighed.

“Really?” Emily beamed. “That’s great! Maybe you’ll get to meet them there!”

“I really don’t want to,” I groaned.

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A wide circle of seats around the demons in the theater stayed open. Angels cowered away, not wanting to sit next to the hellspawn. I hummed, getting up from my seat near the back and sitting in the now vacant chairs. Better seats were better seats.

The demons chattered behind me, waiting for the show to start. Charlie in particular seemed enthralled to be here. Vaggie and Lucifer? Not so much.

Still didn’t know what the red demon’s name was.

“Oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god, DAD!” Charlie rambled. “We’re watching HADESTOWN! I’ve heard such good things about it from sinners!”

“Yeah,” I heard Lucifer chuckle. “Let’s see how inaccurately they depict the underworld in this one.”

“Daaad, it’s not about that,” Charlie whined.

“I’d certainly take Hades as a king than this fool!” came a staticky cackle.

My body froze, the argument brewing behind me lost in a haze as my eyes widened. Why did that voice feel so…familiar?

I slowly turned around to watch the bickering demons, Charlie and her girlfriend uncomfortably smushed between the two men. I stared at the red demon, large ears laying flat on his head as he hissed insults at the king.

“Guys!” Charlie shushed, pointing in my direction. “You’re causing a scene!”

The two men turned in my direction, the king looking guilty and muttering an apology. The other froze, much like I had.

We locked eyes, and I tilted my head as I tried to identify the odd feeling in my mind. Who was he? And why did he feel…important?

The demon looked at me in shock, large toothed smile twitching along with his ears, his eyes flickering over my face. He seemed tense.

“Do I…know you?” I questioned.

His smile wavered, ears flicking down for an imperceptible moment. “Yes,” he said softly.

The other demons stared in confusion, their eyes bulging out of their sockets.

I shook my head slowly. “Lo siento. I…I can’t remember who you are.”

His eyes looked away for a moment before he vanished into shadow. I recoiled in confusion before he reappeared in the seat next to me.

“¡Mierda!” I screeched, backing away from him, hand on my chest. “¡No me asustes así!”

The demon let out a laugh. “Just as fiery as I knew you in life, my dear.”

I frowned. “Who are you?”

His wide smile faded, replaced by a smaller, sadder grin. “You don’t remember.”

I shook my head.

He sighed, looking down. “Ah, it’s probably better that way.”

I scowled at him. “Well don’t keep me waiting.”

He chuckled softly, looking back up at me. “I’m Alastor, my dear. We met when we were quite young.”

I furrowed my brows, my mind beginning to swirl. Alastor. I had heard that name before.

“Alastor?” I repeated softly.

He nodded. I stared at him in confusion. I knew him. How did I know him? Subconsciously, my hands went to his face, cupping it gently, like he might break. His eyes darted around, backing away slightly in fear.

“Alastor,” I murmured. The second my fingertips met his face, all the memories came rushing back.

Alastor. We had met when we were kids, two young souls playing in the warm Louisiana rain. Life was rough for the both of us, born to poor, struggling families. He was a troubled young boy, always getting into fights and being the target of abuse both in and out of his home. He was an angry, angry child. But I was determined to be his friend.

He had no toys. He sat in that rain, watching the water flow into the ditches, throwing rocks and watching leaves drift on the water. My parents had forced me outside, saying I needed to get some of my energy out. I found him. He would be my best friend right then and there.

He hated me at first. I wanted to run around, but he was just content to sit there and seethe. After flopping down in defeat, I finally had the grand idea to construct little leaf boats and float them down the ditch.

I built with determination as he watched silently. When my first boat sailed successfully down the stream, he quietly started to build his own. We built more and more and more until the rain stopped and we had to go our separate ways.

We were inseparable after that.

We stayed friends throughout our school years and into adulthood. We had grand dreams for our futures. I wanted to travel, to see the world. He wanted to be famous, to get his mother out of poverty. I went to college, hoping to get a high paying job so I could travel. He went straight to work, getting job after job to finally achieve his goal.

There were moments along the way where I would feel something more than just friendship for him. He was charming, smart, determined, and fiercely loyal to those he cared about.

But he never seemed interested. I gave it up a few months before he was found dead in the woods, a bullet in his head and a body next to his.

Oh, that’s right. He was a serial killer.

Tears filled my eyes as I looked at him now. “Alastor?” I whispered softly.

He laid a hand over mine. “Yes, my dear?”

I choked on a sob, bringing him closer and crying into his shoulder. He stiffened for a moment, wrapping an arm around me. I knew he wasn’t too fond of physical contact, but to hell with it. I missed him.

“I can’t believe I forgot you,” I cried.

“It’s alright my dear,” he soothed. “I knew you wouldn’t have done it on purpose.”

“I missed you,” I mumbled.

A pause. “As did I, my dear.”

I pulled back, anger filling my eyes. “Why did you do it? Why did you kill all those people? You could be here. With me.” I sniffled.

He gave me a wry smile. “I assure you I did not kill good men, my dear. But perhaps that’s a conversation we’ll have another time.”

I closed my eyes and let out a breath. “But how long will you be here?”

He smiled sadly at me. “Only a day.”

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The rest of the day we stayed glued to each other, just as we had when we were alive. The meeting with the seraphim went well, and the Hazbin Hotel got full support from Heaven.

So now it was time for the demons to go.

A portal swirled in front of me as I held Alastor like a lifeline. I clutched his back, nails digging into his coat and face buried in his shoulder as I stared in fear at the churning vortex leading to damnation.

“Please don’t go,” I whispered weakly. “I just found you again.”

Alastor squeezed me tighter. “I’m afraid I don’t have a choice.”

“Will I ever see you again?” I squeaked.

“I’ll make sure of it,” he promised.

“Alastor!” Charlie called. “The portal closes soon!”

Alastor begrudgingly pulled away from me, a regretful smile on his face. My lip wobbled as I stared at him.

He cupped my face with a hand, his thumb running soothingly over my cheek. I leaned into his touch, my eyes wide with tears.

He smiled softly down at me. “I should have told you sooner,” he whispered.

“Told me what?” I hiccuped.

Alastor let out a soft hum, his thumb brushing over my lips. He looked so at peace as he leaned down and captured my mouth with his.

A surprised noise left my throat before I felt my heart pound in my ribs as my eyes fluttered shut. I pulled him closer, tears running down my face as I poured all the emotion of a lifetime into the kiss.

A pulled away just so, tears he would never let fall gathering in his eyes. “I do it all for you, my love,” he whispered. “All the pain and suffering, all the power I accumulated down there…it’s to reach you.”

My eyes widened as I looked at his deep crimson ones, eyes that held the same fire and determination as they did when he was alive.

Alastor clutched my hand. “I will find you again, even if I have to tear down this whole place to get to you. I swear it.”

“Alastor!” I hear Vaggie call. “It’s now or never!”

Alastor groans with a roll of his eyes. “One day the worlds that separate us will be nothing but myths.” A pained expression crossed his face as he leaned down to give me one last peck. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you when we were alive. I was a scared and selfi—”

I silenced him with a finger, giving him a small smile. “I know. I don’t blame you.”

He smiled at me. “One more thing before I must go. I lo—”

I cut him off with a kiss, a final tear escaping my eye. “I know, mi amor. Save it for when you find me again.”

His eyebrows shoot up and a faint blush creeps up his face. He lifts my hand and places a gentle kiss on my knuckles before he steps through the portal, looking at me longingly.

“I will.” he whispers.

And then the portal closes.

[frost-queen]

To his liking // part 3 (Reader x Steve Raglan /W. Afton)

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Summary: The animatronics are alive and ready to hunt. Will you make it out alive on your first night or be devoured? [series]

You slowly turned your head to the side. Eyes widening when you looked over your shoulder. Eye to eye you stood with shiny eyes. Those of an animatronic.

The eyes darkened as you saw something sinister in them. Hearing the clicks of boults and mechanics Freddy’s face fell forwards to you. You screamed. Screamed your lungs out when his mouth opened revealing his murderous hunger for you.

Freddy’s hand grabbed for your wrist as you jumped back in time. Not lingering any moment further, you ran. Ran for your life for the animatronics had come to life. Freddy straightened his posture again, looking back at the stage. Chica and Bonnie narrowing their eyes. Chica lifted her hand up with the cupcake in it. It snapped its mouth a few times before being send off.

You had run off into another room. Coming to a stop when you suddenly heard music blasting through the old boxes. A song that send you back to the 80’s. It's down to the sound of a heartbeat. I can hear the things that you're dreamin' about. When you open up your heart and the truth comes out. The song began. Slowly backing away, it felt like they weren’t following you anymore.

Or perhaps they were just taunting with you. You kept backing away keeping your eyes on the entrance. Your eyes widened when you came to a stop, feeling a curtain behind you. The snap of a weight on your shoulder made you scream your lungs out. You slapped the weight off you, turning round.

From between the curtains came a fox pirate peeking. It raised his hook at you. Screaming again you took off again. Foxy set his foot down from the podium, coming out of his hiding spot. There is another one? You thought. How many more were hiding here? Huffing and puffing you made your way around the maze of rooms of the pizzaplex.

You ended up in a long corridor. Looking up with a gasp, the lights flickered above your head. Sucking in a breath, you turned your head. At the end of the hallway stood the pirate’s shadow. Still and stiff like a statue. His humming started to bounce off the walls. With each note it felt like he was breathing down your neck. Slapping your arms around, you started to run again. 

Making sure you didn’t trip on any rubbish littered in the corridor. Loud thumps on the ground made it aware that he was in pursuit. Adrenaline pumping in your veins as you panicked. Panted loud with the urge to outrun him. You had to get out of this corridor or he’d catch you. His thumping picked up as he was speeding up.

With a loud scream you grabbed a doorhandle on your left and jumped inside. You shut the door hard, locking it. Backing up you tripped over some video tapes stacked up on the ground. Hitting the ground hard gave you a reality check. A sudden snap back to reality out of the panic mode. Looking at your left you saw all sorts of security camera’s displayed.

One of the screens projected Bonnie slowly turning his head towards the camera. You wanted to scream but quickly covered up your mouth, knowing the pirate stood outside. Then your eyes fell upon the phone on the desk. Rushing up to your feet you grabbed frantically for the phone. In the corner of your eye you saw Foxy brush his hook down against the glass while he was peeking inside.

Your hands trembled, barely able to ring the right number. Eyes darting from the phone to the security camera’s. You thought you saw a glimpse of Chica on one of them, but where was Freddy. A loud thump against the other side made you jump and scream. So there was Freddy. He had pressed his face against the small glass space narrowing his eyes at you.

Now they were at both sides. The phone went over as you panted loud in the horn. – “Pick up, pick up, pick up.” – you whispered desperate to hear his voice. You were startled again when Freddy thumped his head gently against the glass. – “Pick up!” – you called out being scared to dead.

The phone rang. He turned his head curious at it, letting it ring a few times. Finally he picked up, holding the horn against his ear. – “Mr. Raglan!” – he heard in a panic being shouted in his ear. It made him move the horn away with an expression of almost going deaf. He brought the horn back to his ear with a smile. – “Bunny is that you?” – he responded. – “Mr. Raglan!” – you said again gripping tightly onto the horn.

“Help me! You have to help me!” – you shouted over the horn. You squealed loud when Foxy was bashing his hook against the door. – “With what bunny?” – Steve answered cluelessly. – “The puppets!” – you screamed at him. Steve cleared his throat. – “Animatronics Y/n!” – he corrected you.

“They are alive!” – you told him seeing that Bonnie had disappeared from the camera she was on before. – “They want to kill me!” – you shouted in utter panic. – “Have you been nice to them?” – Raglan asked. – “Mr. Raglan!” – you shouted back to protest against his stupid conversation. Why wasn’t he listening to you.

“I want to leave!” – you sounded desperate, getting all teary. – “I want to go home! Come and get me Mr. Raglan!” – you begged wanting it to end. You were truly regretting taking on the job. – “Now… now hold on Bunny.” – Steve said on the other end in an attempt to calm you. You spun around with a loud gasp, hearing sounds come from the vents.

The thumping sped up as it made you widen your eyes. The blockade got flung across the room, the cupcake jumping out. You screamed loud when it jumped at you. Mr. Raglan got up with a shocked expression on his face. He listened in hearing sounds he couldn’t quite place.

Then loud breathing in the horn. – “Steve! Steve!” – you cried out. Steve held the cord of the phone tight between his fingers. – “Help me!” – you screamed before the connection got broken off. Steve opened his hand letting the phone drop to the ground. He swallowed nervously for the first time not sure what to do.

You were on the floor, bleeding on your legs where the cupcake had taken a few bites off. The door opened as Freddy entered. You were too weak and worn out from fighting off the cupcake that you didn’t fight back. Freddy lowered his posture to reach down. He took a hold of your ankle pulling it up. He turned getting in motion again. Feeling lifeless you let the animatronic drag you out of the security’s room.

The pirate stomping happily after you. – “Where… where are you taking me?” – you asked breathlessly. Freddy looked briefly over his shoulder down to you. He dragged you back to the front room with the stage. Bonnie and Chica already waiting there. – “I’m… I’m sorry I shared your stage.” – you whimpered out feeling like a wreck. Freddy let go of your leg as it dropped down.

Chica went up to you before you’d get up, not that you had the strength anyways. She picked you up setting you down on a simple chair. Unsure what they would do to you. – “Are.. are you going to kill me?” – you asked already knowing the answer. Foxy raised his hook making you jump out of your skin. Freddy narrowed his eyes, giving Foxy a glare.

The pirate lowered his hook again. Bonnie lowered himself bringing his face up to yours. It scared you making you gasp loud. Your chair pulled back, standing on it’s two back legs. – “I’m sorry… I didn’t know…” – you called out thinking they might be angry at you for getting on their stage and join in. The animatronics started to close in on you, bumping against each other to lower them to you.

You ducked down feeling smothered by them. – “Stop!” – you heard making the animatronics freeze. They slowly rose again turning their posture away from you. You slowly straightened your posture once more, quickly checking yourself for any new bitemarks. – “Away!” – the voice spoke again sounding distorted. You tried to get a look but the animatronics were blocking your view.

Out of the shadows appeared a figure. The animatronics slowly departed letting you have a glimpse of what was appearing out of the shadows. First a pair of glowing eyes. You noticed the animatronics moved further away from you upon his arrival. Your eyes widened seeing a bunny… a yellow bunny appear in the light.

You quickly connected the dots. The reactions from the animatronics made it clear they obeyed him. – “No…no…no please…” – you begged when the yellow bunny animatronic came closer to you. His head tilted with a grim smile. – “Please…” – you cried out. He was going to finish you, you just knew it.

They let the big boss finish the job of killing you. He came nearer bending down to your height as his face neared yours. You looked away with fear, holding back a sob. The yellow bunny moved his face closer to your ear. – “Hello bunny.” – it spoke making you untense your clenched expression. Slowly your eyes widened for there was only one calling you bunny.

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she/they/it ◞ sixteen ◞ dutch ◞ INTP-T

pansexual + aromantic/fictoromantic ◞ asd

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will write :

gender neutral & fem reader

wlw/gl & m/f4a

chubby / plus size reader

autistic reader

fluff , crack & angst

scenarios , drabbles , oneshots

etc. might add more

won't write :

male reader & mlm/bl

smut / nsfw

cheating / infidelity themes

oc's or character x character

anything else im uncomfy with I will lyk

requests are always open ,, unless stated so here otherwise. I will get to them asap ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱

𝖿ᥲᥒძ᥆ms і ᥕrі𝗍ᥱ 𝖿᥆r

Five Night's At Freddy's :

Glamrock Freddy

Glamrock Chica

Roxanne Wolf

Montgomery Gator

Sundrop / Moondrop

William Afton (movie William)

Michael Afton (Mike Schmidt)

Vanessa / Vanny (Vanessa Shelly)

Carlton Burke

Charlotte Emily

Jessica

Glamrock Bonnie

Gregory (platonic ONLY)

Cassie (platonic ONLY)

Stray :

Momo

Doc

Clementine

Zbaltazar

Jacob

Seamus

Obey me! One master to rule them all :

Lucifer

Mammon

Leviathan

Satan

Asmodeus

Beelzebub

Belphegor

Diavolo

Luke (platonic ONLY)

Thirteen

Solomon

DC Universe :

Edward Nashton

Harley Quinn

Poison Ivy

Barbara Kean

Jerome Valeska

Jeremiah Valeska

My Hero Academia :

Katsuki Bakugou

Izuku Midoriya

Tamaki Amajiki

Kirishima Eijirou

Denki Kaminari

Ochaco Uraraka

Toga Himiko

Mina Ashido

Sally Face :

Sal Fisher

Larry Johnson

Ashley Campbell

+ possibly other characters / fandoms soon !

[candlefairybb]

WOOOOOOOO Y/N REFFF WOOOOOOOO

(Also, yes, I realize I forgot to add the gl Freddy emblem on the nametag/badge- tbh idrc)

Chica giving gift <3

Your old lady neighbor who was a baddie in the eighties (since most sources say fnaf sb takes place in like 2040-2060? something like that)

She’s gonna have more time in the fic cause like I really like her role as Y/n’s unofficial grandma

This is just the rlly ugly original format of the drawings

Okayyyy byeeeeeeeeee (fic for this au is pinned on my profile btwwww)

[zazakigacha]

Human Chica and Bonnie (REMAKE GL 2)

[w1th3r3dro8ie]

Pls i drew Gl Chica, took me like 5 hours.

[nardonotes]

28 oct '24

8:25pm

i was so grumpy when i woke up today cause my sister barged into my room and started looking for my camera cause she's going to amsterdam with her bf for a week and wanted to borrow my camcorder (╥﹏╥) i want to go too... they're also going with her bf's sister and her husband and child lol but their plans are soooo fun !! i wish i had the damn money!!!!! (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ i hate it here..

i had chicken rice with some salad,, it was soooo fucking good... OH ! and i watched this gl korean animated movie called 'The Summer' ,, tragic wlw story (as usual) i didn't even mean to watch another sad thing last night but it was in my list,, i guess most of my lists are sad though cause i love a good tragic ass story -.-" i love a good drama/coming of age/tragic ass/sad ass/slow ass/boring ass movie!!! idgaf!!!!! it is comforting as shit!!!!!! (∩˃o˂∩)

anyways,, i'm going to look for another movie to watch tonight- tomorrow im going to do some chores and actually get out of the house tmr ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ then on WEDNESDAY,, i plan to actually do some college work fr fr this time... like FR FR....... or not who knows it's my fucking life!!

oh and last night i was on facetime with my bestianas for till 6-7am!! i think we're going to facetime again tonight while changing our phone layouts :33 im only going to change mine A LITTLE bit... not so much.....

after i ate chicken rice today- i got sushi from the local grocery store LOL it was good as fuck.. gonna get it again tomorrow idgaf... and then i went to hang out with my sister and her friend with the baby and it was so funny cause that baby actually knows how to say a lot of words now!! he's so fucking cute man... he said my name today and he kept calling me bold ... made me laugh so bad ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ ) i love that kid fr..... i was teasing him and trolling tf out of him (literally bullying a baby) and i held him up and he was like struggling and said "HALP ME" IT WAS SO FUNNYKLSJDG,,S;D AND HE SAID FUCK TODAY cause ever since he was born we've been saying "say fuck!" to him and now he's actually saying it... oh we're bad influence. but he doesn't know the meaning so it don't matter! ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

when i got home i took a shower and now im in bed all comfy and smell good and fresh and sexy and handsome and peace is portected as fuck and fuck bitches and imma focus on myself (unless a fine ahh lady come into my life im sorry peace,, im weak to a pretty face) oopsies... ( ≖‿ ≖ )

123 ive s5 ep 1 came out today !! apparently there's no subs yet soo i'll wait!! im not in a rush but i am really happy that it's back. i need them so keep me going for the rest of the year... ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀)....

i'll watch some futurama now,, then play apex,,, maybe eat some chicken rice,,,, and then watch my stupid lil movie (probably one in the vault) and then uh.... yeah. stay up until the next day cause i need to fix my sleep type shit? xDD

goodnight chicas!!! <33

song of the day: Honestly by RIIZE ᯓ★ (RIIZE IS 7!!!!)

[concerned-wet-floor-sign-bot]

I walked by my library today and now Freddy has went back into my brain and he brought funtime Freddy and mangle with him. Helpy and Helpi have been trying and they got Funtime Freddy to leave but mangle bit Helpys hand. Freddy is being stubborn and sitting there. By now Helpy has gone to fnaf 1 to get Foxy Chica and Bonnie, Helpi has gone to security breach and is getting the glamrocks (including a bunch of designs for glamrock animatronics and both the purple gl Bonnie design and the in game blue one) and sun/moon and Vanessa/Vanny and Gregory and a whole bunch of staff bots. I hope they can get Freddy out.

[serdefelicidad]

A mí no me gusta el gl porque me dan ganas de tener una relación como esas. ¿Dónde consigo mi chica ruda pero dulce, que se fija en cada uno de los pequeños detalles y me brinda su apoyo? (Pregunto por una amiga)

[ifwewere-stories]

Wrap Up mayo 2023

Casi mitad de año, damn.

Mis lecturas de cinco estrellas fueron Cantoras de Carolina De Robertis (acá mi reseña) y La Violación de Nanking de Iris Chang (acá mi comentario). La primera una novela sobre resistencia, libertad y comunidad queer durante la dictadura uruguaya, y la segunda un libro de no ficción sobre el horrible suceso histórico que fue la masacre de Nanking en 1937, ejecutada por fuerzas imperiales japonesas.

También leí Nubecita de Nora Cross, una peculiar novela que disecta las dinámicas turbias e incomodísimas de una familia del norte del país, narradas por su joven protagonista. Aunque aprecié el elemento de la sátira, sentí que le faltó cierta cohesividad a la hora de abordarla.

Por otro lado, Guía para lesbianas en un colegio católico de Sonora Reyes fue una novela YA que disfruté mucho. Aunque llega a tocar un tema triggereante, en general es un coming-of-age ameno sobre una adolescente lesbiana estadounidense de origen mexicano aceptándose libremente. (Y ya quiero leer el nuevo libro de la autora, que se ve bastante interesante).

��ramos el enemigo de George Takei et. al. y Displacement de Kiku Hughes son dos obras de narrativa gráfica que abordan el mismo tema: los campos de internamiento de japoneses americanos en Estados Unidos durante la Segunda Guerra Mundial. El primero relata parte de la infancia de Takei al haber vivído todo aquello junto a sus padres y hermanos, mientras que la segunda combina ficción y realidad al presentar una historia en la que la protagonista tiene "saltos en el tiempo" ligados a la memoria de su abuela materna, quien sufrió de esta injusticia. Ambas lecturas resultan muy interesantes al permitir el acercamiento a este mismo suceso desde un enfoque muy personal, haciendo énfasis en sus secuelas generacionales y en la importancia de no olvidar.

De películas vi la japonesa Swing Girls (2004, dir. Shinobu Yaguchi), sobre un grupo de chicas adolescentes apasionándose por tocar música jazz de manera accidental, y me gustó muchísimo. Demasiado encantadora y con personajes rebosantes de carisma.

John Rabe la vi porque trata de este señor alemán que al estar al frente de la Zona de Seguridad en Nanking salvó la vida de miles de chinos durante la matanza que ocurría en la ciudad. Tiene sus cosillas que nomás no me convencieron, pero está ok.

Y las otras tres las vi porque me volvió la Daniel Brühl fever (y pienso comentarlas más adelante en una entrada en el blog uwu).

Finalmente me animé a ver The Bear. Y sí me pareció todo lo buena que decían que era. Personajes imperfectos sobrellevando el duelo y problemas familiares mientras intentan mantener a flote el negocio y que la cocina no se incendie. Ya esperando su segunda temporada.

She loves to cook, and she loves to eat (adaptación del popular web manga) fue de lo más reconfortante. Es un GL mega dulce sobre el vínculo que forman dos vecinas a través de la comida. Muy recomendado (pero eso sí, no se les ocurra verlo con el estómago vacío).

Y este mes terminó de emitirse la segunda temporada de Yellowjackets, la cual disfruté mucho (aunque la línea del pasado continúa gustándome más que la del presente; a decir verdad en esta temporada lo que más me gustó del presente fue Shauna y su familia criminal caótica jaja).

En cuanto a música, escuché lo nuevo de Freya Ridings, Lewis Capaldi y Matchbox Twenty. El de Lewis (Broken By Desire To Be Heavenly Sent) fue mi favorito, porque aunque sea un poco más de lo mismo en cuanto a su material anterior, sus canciones siguen teniendo eso que hace que me obsesione terriblemente con ellas y me ponga a cantar las de corazones rotos como si me hubiera pasado a mí jaja. (Y es que no solo es la letra y la música, es el sentimiento con el que canta este vato). Y aquí les comparto mi ranking:

1. the pretender

2. how this ends

3. wish you the best

4. haven't you ever been in love before?

5. how i'm feeling now

6. burning

7. leave me slowly

8. heavenly kind of state of mind

9. any kind of life

10. forget me

11. pointless

12. love the hell out of you

Y la playlist featuring Zula:

Bye bye!