#i got emocional

[cao-tick]

Viktor is the one that starts going from "students" to "these kids" to "my kids" and Jayce is there to see this happening until one day explodes and say "You have been calling them "your kids" a while for now, are we thinking of adopting?"

He got bonked.

i love professor jayvik au's especially where jayce is the well liked professor and viktor is the one everyones dreading. never getting over them <33

[pandaxusio]

See you later!

[daddyslittlegirlofsammy]

I just remenber the time where i was waching a Torchwood funny moments and my mom came to the livingroom saw Ianto and ask "Why does he look like that?" like mom why would you even ask something like that? that shit hurts y'know

[spidybaby]

golden child part 3!!!<3

Golden Child | part 3

Summary: As your relationship with Pedro progresses, the relationship you have with your brother is in a limbo.

Warnings: cursing.

A/N: Hello, this was fun to write. Even tho it took me a lot more than I was expecting. Buuuut, I do hope you like this 😋💛

Also, special mention to @gadriezmannsgirl girly luv yu 💛

Part one | Part Two

"Tell me, where do you think all of this started?"

"The exact time?"

"No, but since you remember."

"I think I was six. Not sure, but I remembered that the first time I felt some kind of envy was when we got our grades back. She was the best of the three."

He paused for a moment. He was trying to remember, remember the way he felt.

"I tried my best, but that wasn't enough. No matter how much I studied, it did not matter. My mom asked my sister to help me with math one time, and I felt so stupid. I was the star on the field, but at home, I felt like I didn't matter."

"Do you think your parents focused more on your sister than on you?"

"No. Mom and dad dedicated all the time they had on the same level. They did what they thought was best. They worked so hard for us."

"And your other sister?"

"Aurora to me was a safe place." He smiles, thinking about her. "She was the shoulder to cry, the arms to go to after a good or bad day. She was home."

"I want to ask, do you feel you were outshine in your family? Not by mom or dad, by maybe the rest?"

"Well, I don't know if outshine is the term I'll go for. I think sometimes we were put against each other."

"In what way?"

"If I score at a game and got the team to win, my family was there to remind us that she was the best grade of all the cousins, siblings. But if she won a trophy for a science fair or something. They were there to congratulate me for the medal I got. Ignoring her."

"And how that made you feel?"

"Like I needed to win everything. Be better than her." He confesses, saying that outloud for the first time. "I wanted to feel like I was making them proud."

"You mentioned someone here, a friend from childhood. You blame her for making him leave. Why?"

"Arturo, he was my best friend. One night, he told me that he never wanted to see me or her again. He wanted nothing to do with us. And the commo denominator there was her."

"What happened after that?"

"I treated her like crap." He sighs, covering his face. "I used to be so mean, such and asshole."

"Elaborate on what you did to her."

"Bueno que también era un niño y no supe manejar mis emociones." (I was a kid who didn't control his emotions) he shrugs. "I used to pull her hair, I used to pinch her, I used to hurt her not only physically but emotionally. And I regret that."

"Why do you regret it?"

"Because I thought that hurting her was going to make me feel better. That's why I isolate myself from her. Because even though I felt good when I was a kid. It didn't as I grew up. And I was too dumb to recognize that."

"You told me that your sister Aurora tried to remedy things."

"She did. She used to play mediator with us, and at the time, I was fifteen. And I used to think that it was fun making her whine and cry. I thought it was a play from her. But I was only hurting our relationship more and more."

"And Aurora never told you anything in private?"

"She tried. But I cut her off leaving the room or not hearing her."

"Talk to me about the last fight."

"I got injured, right. So I needed to be taken care of, mom couldn't. Dad couldn't. Aurora couldn't. So, mom called her, and she helped me. But I-"

He takes a moment to continue. Lying was one thing, thing he thought was okay. Now that he admits he fucked up, it was a hard pill to swallow.

"I told my friends that she was my cousin. And while helping me, she and my friend Pedro got close during this time, Pedro told her about the lies I said. And she didn't say anything. Not to him, not to me. When he found out about it, he confronted me about it. And told me friends didn't lie to each other."

"Take your time. Breathe."

"I felt like the night Arturo left because of my sister. I went home, yelled at her, and well, hurt her."

"How do you feel now?"

"Como un hijo de puta, I feel so fucking bad, because my parents think it's on them, because Aurora can't even be around me, because Pedro and I don't even talk and because I think she will never speak to me in her life." (like an asshole)

"Okay, let's take a breath before continuing."

- three months later

"Pablo, are you joining us?" Javi asks him, entering the room without knocking. "Get up, let's go."

"No."

"Get your lazy ass up."

Javi grabs the pillow Pablo is using, hitting him with it.

"Con una mierda, Javi."

"Oh, don't get fussy, let's go. We're waiting for you."

"We? It's more like you 'cause Aurora is definitely not."

"If you're not down in five, I'll come back with ice cold water."

Pablo and Aurora haven't talked in months. She will do anything in her power not to talk with him. Asking his parents or boyfriend to deliver the message. Texting instead of talking. Everything.

You told her that was totally unnecessary, but she wanted to keep a silent vow. And she was doing such a splendid job in her brothers opinion.

"Hola."

Pablo noticed the way his sister quieted down once he joined. He hates it.

"Finally, we were about to leave." Javi says, excited to get the two siblings together. "Eat something, we're living in ten."

Aurora and Javi planned this hiking trip two weeks ago, but Javi wanted Pablo to join them, wanting to be the one to get these two on talking mode again.

When they left, Aurora was in charge of the music, always playing something she could sing, so she didn't give any opportunity for Pablo to engage.

The hiking was great. They were climbing this place that was open for hikers. The view was beautiful and the air was fresh.

"I want a picture of this view. It's amazing."

"So beautiful."

"Take a picture of me, please."

Aurora hands her phone to her boyfriend, but he has other plans. "Hey, I think I drop something. Pablo, take the picture, and I'll go search."

Before they could say anything, he ran a little away from them.

"Okay. Let me take that picture."

"No."

"Rora, por favor. It's just a picture."

She stares at him for a few seconds, handing the device into his hands. Pablo can't help but smile a little, taking the pictures.

"I been going to therapy." Pablo confess, he's proud of the progress he has made. "I've been constant and it's been so much help."

His parents agreed on not telling anyone, letting him choose who to tell. Aurora noticed some changes, mostly his attitude in the field. He was calm and not as aggressive as before.

"I'm sorry," he sighs. "What I did was wrong, the way I reacted. I hurt you, and I regret it."

"You not only hurt me."

"And I'm sorry for that too. But right now, I need to apologize to you."

Aurora stays quiet, a little too long for him to become nervous.

"You know I love you, cabezon." She hugs him. "And I know you're trying to be a better person. You're my baby, and I want the best for you and the best right now is what you're doing."

Javi is smiling from afar, seeing that his plan was successful.

- four months later

"Mami, please. I think I'm ready and I really need to do this."

"Pablito, sorry but no."

"Papá, please help me."

"Sorry, mijo, I'm with mom. We think it is too soon for you to do this."

He buffs, angry at the fact that his parents don't think he's ready to talk with you.

"Fine, I don't care."

But he cares, he wants to apologize, he wants to fix all the things he broke. The therapist told him that if he made a big progress, he had been working on himself.

His whole demeanor changed, and fans have noticed that. He was not that little bomb ready to go off with the minimum touch.

He still has that force and energy on the pitch. Just this time, he's controlling his reactions, choosing his battles.

The whole day, he spent it on his room. He was taking the weekend in Sevilla. He felt needy of love from his family. Needing some homemade food, some quality time with his father.

"Hey, cabezon. Dinner is ready."

"I'm not hungry."

"Pablo, what's going on?"

"I want to talk with Y/n, I feel ready to apologize. But mom and dad don't think the same."

"Ay pablito," Aurora patt his arm. "I know you feel ready, I really do. But in my opinion, you need a little bit more time."

"Just give me her number, please."

"Cabezon, we're not doing this. Let's go eat."

"I don't like you guys." He says, getting inside the bathroom.

- five months later

"Gavi, Pedri, Fermin." Xavi calls. "You're against Araujo, Ale and Robert."

"Pedri, do you wanna be on the center?" Fermin asks. "Let's do this, I'll go for Ronald, Pablo can attack Ale and you Robert, vale?"

Pedri and Gavi nod, positioning themselves next to each other. Since the last time they talked, Pedro was distant. If they had to talk, they did, but most of the time, Pedro would be next to Ferran.

The game was fun. The whole team had a good time. But in Pablo's mind, he needed to talk to Pedro, get on good terms with him.

He waited till the end of training, not wanting to ruin the mood. "Pedri"

"Mhm?"

"Can we talk? Please."

Pedro thinks about it for a while. He's not sure if it was the time or place. "Sure, let's just get a shower and then talk."

Pablo agrees, wanting to wait till the others are gone so they can talk alone with no one to bother them.

"Ferran, te veo en casa de Hector. Bye." (I'll meet you at Hector's)

"Okay, platanito. See ya. Bye Gavi."

Pablo waves him goodbye. He's anxious about the talk.

"So." Pedro says, taking the lead. "How are you?"

"Good, it's been good. Can't complain."

"That's great. I notice you're improving with the penalties."

"Yeah, getting better." He smiles. "How is your leg? How are you feeling?"

"So much better, thanks for the recommendation with the doctor. She's a life saver."

"The physio is the best, she knows how to create the best routines."

"And how is your family?"

"They're good, mom and dad are going on a little vacation, and Aurora is staying with me for a few days."

"Qué envidia, yo también quiero unas vacaciones." (What an envy, I want some vacations too) he laughs.

"How is she?" Pablo drops the bomb.

"She's fine."

They both stayed quiet, and the awkward moment grows by the minute.

"I need to ask you a favor."

"Pablo, I don't like where this is going "

"I need to talk to her. Por favor." He begged. "I really need this."

"No, hermano. I can't help you."

"Listen, I really need to speak with my sister."

"With who?" He asks, laughing, the bitterness of his tone is clear. "I thought that for you she wasn't your sister." Pedro, use the words Pablo told you.

You told him what happened after he insisted. You wanted to keep him away from the drama, but he wanted a new start with no lies.

He left Pablo alone in the dressing room. Angry but quiet. He can't deny the surprise he has at his friend being so calm.

- six months later

"I have something for you"

"Another gift?" You ask laughing. "Pedro, you really have to stop with the gifts."

"Never." He leans over to kiss you. "Te quiero." (I love you)

"Te quiero mucho más." (I love you so much more) You return the kiss, grabbing his cheeks to get him even closer. "What is that?"

He hands you the bag. The big white bow makes it look more fancy than it should.

"No, you didn't."

"I hope this covers my debt."

The dress he, in his own words, ruined with his drink at the party, that party where you shared your first kiss and the same night when he made you his own.

"Oh, Pedro!" You throw yourself at him. He receives you with open arms. "You're such a lover boy." Kissing his cheeks, making him laugh.

"I thought I was your golden boy."

"That too."

"C'mon, we don't want the lasagna to burn," He carries you bridal style back to the kitchen. "Again." He whispers the last part, mouth against your cheek, making you laugh.

"Okay, put me down." You kick your legs in the air. "Hey, tomorrow Aurora and I are going to go shopping. And I know your mom's birthday is coming, so tell me some ideas of what can I get her."

"I think she would want you to have dinner with her instead of a gift, mom is more family like, so yeah."

"Pepi." You sigh, "y si cago las cosas con tu madre?" (what if I fuck things up with your mom?)

"Deja de pensar eso. Mis padres te adoran, incluso les caes mejor que Fer." He laughs. (Stop thinking that. My parents love you. They even like you more than Fer.)

"That's good news then." You laugh with him. "Can I have her number then? So I can arrange something with her."

He nods, handing you his phone. The picture he has as a lockscreen is the two of you in a picnic he planned where he asked you to be his girlfriend.

Some fans noticed the new lockscreen and began creating some theories about who you were. You both were very careful with the fans and the pictures. You didn't want to be public, and he respected that. He was also being a very private person.

The two of you had dinner between laughs and funny stories that Pedro shared with you. You loved how he always plans nights with you even with the little time he has.

🔅🔅🔅

"Javi and I are staying at this amazing airbnb. I need some away time."

"But again, if I mention that I sleep over at Pedro's, you got all crazy."

"I'm not engaging in this talk." She says, walking away to another section of the store.

You both were shopping for her getaway trip, and you loved spending time with her. "Look at this." You grab a one piece that matches her style.

"When are you going back home?"

"Mmm, maybe during this break, I miss everyone. And my room."

You keep looking for something you can get, not liking much of the store.

"I want to ask you, mom, and I are planning this dinner for dad's birthday." She says slowly. "And mom wants to do it at Pablo's. If we decide to make the party there, would you come?"

"I don't know." You mumble. "If it's for him, I would go. You know I don't have a problem with Pablo."

"But?"

"But I don't want to he a burden or create drama."

"You don't create drama Y/n, he does. He always does."

"Always is a little dramatic. He's dumb but not that dumb." You roll your eyes at her.

"A veces creo que eres demasiado buena para todo lo que te ha pasado." (Sometimes I think you're too kind for everything you been through)

"Am I supposed to let this be my villain story?"

"No." She laughs. "Well, to me, that would have been the beginning."

You finish shopping some outfits she put together. Moving yourselves to the food area.

"How are you and Pedro doing?"

"We're good." You blush at the thought of him. "I can't deny you that I'm falling in love with him."

Aurora screams, making some people turn to her. "Rora, stop." You cover your face.

"I can't help it, I've been waiting for this moment since we were kids, and we talked about getting married at the same time in a candy castle."

"A veces te pasas un poco, Rora." (You're a little too much sometimes)

🔅🔅🔅

"Can you turn the AC off? Or pass me your shirt?" You say, getting you head up off the pillow. "Please, it's cold."

"I like you more without it." He walks back to the room with a wet cloth in his hands. He cleaned you slowly, kissing your knees. When he's done he throw the cloth somewhere around his room. He gets back in bed with you. "I love you."

"I love you too." You kiss his cheek, caressing the other one with your tumb. "But turn the AC off."

"Luego me pediras volver a encenderlo" (you will ask me to turn it back on)

He turns on a movie, arms never leaving you. His way of aftercare is touch. He likes being close to you, hands up and down your back, lips on your forehead, hearts in syntony.

This time was no different, one hand on your head, massaging your scalp. Loving the little sounds of satisfaction you make.

His other hand is on you back, drawing little nothings into you. Loving the heat of your body in the cold room.

You kiss his jawline, the raspy feeling on your lips is intoxicating, something you love feeling every time you kiss his cheeks or his jawline.

The movie was playing in the back, you humm the song that's playing in the soundtrack. Lips glued to his skin and hands on his chest, his heartbeat can be felt.

"Let's go to Tenerife this weekend." He breaks the silence between you. "El Mister nos dio cinco días luego de haber ganado. Así que podemos ir por tres o cuatro días si tu quieres." (Mister gave us five days after the win we got, so we can go for three or four if you want)

"Actually, I want to tell you something. I need your opinion."

He waits for you to tell him. You're not sure if bringing the topic is tue right thing to do.

"Mom and Rora are planning this birthday dinner for my dad, and I'm not sure if I want to go."

"You don't want to go to your father's birthday?" He lifts his eyebrows in surprise. "Why?"

"Not that I don't want to go, I do." You sigh tired. "But the thing is that they're hosting the dinner at Pablo's."

He only hummed, not sure what to answer. He's not one to tell you not to go or to force you to go if you don't feel good doing it.

You free yourself from his hold, sitting and looking for his t-shirt. He stretched to the floor, reaching for his shirt and handing it to you.

"I'm undecided." You pouted. "I told Aurora that I want to go, but I'm not sure if Pablo wants me there."

Pedro scratched your back in a confort way. He does this as a way to let you know that he's there and he hears you.

"I don't want any drama, especially not on his birthday."

He thinks about that time in the dressing room when Pablo told him about needing to speak with her.

He didn't tell you about it, mostly because he didn't want you to get triggered about it.

"Pepi," you call him. Taking him out of his thoughts. "Are you okay?"

"I have to tell you something."

You waited a few seconds, but after the seconds turned into minutes you decide to ask him.

"Tell me what?"

"Pablo and I talked."

"Okay, about what?"

"Nada, quiere hablar contigo pero le he dicho que no." (Nothing, he wants to talk with you, and I told him no)

"When did this happen?"

He sighs, not wanting to admit that he hid this from you. "Like a month ago."

You turn to him, his hand rubbing his eyes. "A month?"

You tried to process everything. Pablo was looking to reach you out. "Pedro, por qué no me dijiste?" (why didn't you tell me?)

"I'm honestly not sure, I wanted to, but I just forgot."

"You forgot?" You scuff. Se te olvidó decirme que Pablo está buscándome? Y tu le dijiste que no?" (You forgot to tell me that Pablo was looking for me? And you told him no?)

"I'm trying to protect you."

"Mi amor, you should have told me."

You stayed quiet, both of you did. The only sound is the movie still playing.

Your mind is running a thousand miles per minute, questioning everything. Your forehead frowned.

Your eyes look for Pedro's eyes, his eyes glued to the ceiling. Your expression softens. You know he's very protective.

You stretch your arm, hand grabbing his chin to make him look at you. "Thank you, honestly." You smile. "I know you wanted to protect me, I love you."

His hands reach for yours, bringing it to his lips. "Te quiero, preciosa. I promise I didn't mean to keep this, I just didn't find the right time to tell you."

He opens his arms for you. Smiling sweetly, that smile that you can't say no to. You fall into his arms.

"I don't like when you're sad, and I didn't wanted you to feel forced to talk with him when you weren't ready."

"Stop, I get it." You kiss him to stop him from speaking again. "Does Saturday, Sunday, and Monday sound good to you?"

Hie frowns in confusion, not getting what you mean. "What?"

"You said five days. And the dinner is on Friday so we can visit Tenerife for three days and come back so you can rest on the fifth day."

"Mirame." He says, releasing his grip on you. "You're the best, and I hope you know that you will have to die in order for me to let you go."

"And I hope you know that even if I die, I'll come back to get you and kill you to be with you as ghosts together."

He grabs your cheeks, slamming his lips into you. "Wait." He breaks the kiss. "Would you be nice to me when you kill me?"

"Mmm, not sure. If you make me feel good right now, I'll consider it." You joke, smiling as you sit on his lap, your lips looking for his.

- 30 hours before the party

You stood in front of the door. Code already in, but you can't seem to open it.

"Are you okay?" Aurora asks, she's behind you waiting for you to enter.

You nod. You're not sure if you're really okay. You want to stop thinking of the fight. The memories make your head hurt.

"Hey!"

You turn your head to your boyfriend. Pedro drove you and Aurora to Pablo's House. He wanted to make sure you felt comfortable.

"Hey." You whisper, head inside the window car.

"You don't have to if you don't want to." He reminds you something Aurora told you.

"I want to."

"Okay, I'm going to be around here. If you need me, call me."

You smile, walking fast to his side of the car. "I love you. Please don't park a street away and pretend you were somewhere else."

"Ay Joder, you ruined my plans."

After a kiss goodbye and he promising not stalking from afar. You stand next to Aurora. She opens the door and grab your hand to walk inside.

"Pablo!"

You grab the bag of groceries she has in her hands. Walking to the kitchen to leave them there.

"Someone wants to see you."

"Really, who?"

The steps coming closer to the kitchen are making you nervous. Even when Aurora told you to be calm and that nothing was going to happen, you can't help the feeling.

"You coming?"

You grab her hand, squishing it in a way of comfort. His back is facing you. Even his back has this towering feeling.

"Cabezon," Aurora says, catching his attention.

When he notices you, his whole face changes. His expression is softer, but still having his signature frown.

"Voy a dejarlos solos, así pueden hablar. Estaré arriba." (I'm going to leave you two alone. So you can talk. I'll be upstairs)

The silence is thick. The whole thing was uncomfortable for the two of you.

"I like your shirt." You say, not sure on what else to say.

"Thanks, mom got it for me on my birthday."

"Right. Well, happy belated birthday."

"I still have some candy in the freezer if you want. You like it."

"No, I don't." You shake your head no at the thought.

"You don't? What about all the times you used to freeze the candies when we were kids?"

"Pablo." You sigh. "The one that likes frozen candy is you, I used to freeze it for you, not because I was eating it."

"Oh." He joined his lips, and bit from the inside, thing he does when he's nervous. "I want to say that I'm sorry."

You squeeze your eyes. Was he saying it because he felt it or because mom told him to?

"I made a mistake. And I blame hurted you in a way I never meant to." He walks closer to you. "I'm really sorry, you didn't deserve the way I treated you, the way I hurted you."

"You told me that you hate me." You walk past him to the other side of the room. "And that I'm not a sister to you."

"And I regret doing that. I was wrong."

"You hurt me, and I'm not talking about the things that happened that day, I'm talking about everything you did to me."

"I was angry at you!"

"Why?" You say matching his tone. "To my knowledge, I've done nothing wrong."

"Eras tan jodidamente perfecta y todos te querían." (You were so fucking perfect and everyone loved you) he finally says. "You were the favorite in school. You were so good at everything. And then our family used to be like 《oh but Pablo is only good at football. She's the best at every other thing》 I could help it, I was dying out of envy. I wanted to be you."

You stayed quiet. You knew he didn't like it when family members compared the two of you. Your mom tried to stop it, always reminding him that you were two different people.

"Pablo." You tried to get closer. "You didn't have to be me. You were amazing."

"You're just saying that to make me feel better."

"Pablito, come here." You open your arms to him.

For the first time in so long, you hug him, his arms squeezed you, his head on your shoulder.

"I need you to believe me. You were and are amazing. Look at you, playing on the team of your dreams, with the national selection. I wish you would have told me this before."

"I'm sorry, I was so angry at you."

"I'm not perfect, Pablo." You caress his back, trying to calm him down. "I'm so far from being perfect. And you know that."

"Well, you don't know how to cook rice."

"Shut up, you eat it."

"No, but I'm really sorry. I don't hate you, and you are my sister."

"It's okay, Pablito."

"No, it's not.' He break the hug. "I was so wrong, all this years. I'm sorry I hurt you, I'm sorry for all these years."

"It's okay. We have time to fix this. We can do this together."

"Te quiero, en serio lo hago. Even tho you burn the rice." (I love you, I really do). He says, laughing. "Please, forgive me."

"Te quiero también, siempre lo haré." (I love you too, always do) you hug him again. Enjoying the feeling.

- three days later

"I want to be a mermaid." You laugh as Pedro splash some water on your face. "You definitely be the crab."

"The crab taking care of the very pretty mermaid?"

"I'll make you take care of a manatee."

"Are there any manatees in Spain?" He asks, confused. "Never seen one."

"You're so weird, but I love you like that." You hug him from behind, using him as a personal flootie.

You spent more time in the water, enjoying the vibe of the island. The sun, the air. Everything with him.

"Mamá nos hizo sus famosas croquetas, así que al fin las probaras." (mom made us her famous croquettes. You're finally trying them)

"Maybe I like them more than I like you." You laugh, grabbing his hands and bringing him close. "Or maybe I'll seal the deal with her over her son."

The kissing didn't last long, as Fer went looking for you to bring you over to the tasca.

"Fer, when are you introducing me to your girlfriend?"

"When he finds one." Pedro laughs.

"Hey!" Fer says, poutting. "That's mean."

🔅🔅🔅

The sun is setting, leaving this magical orange tone in the sky. You smile for the picture, Pedro insisted on taking a picture of you.

"You look amazing."

"Take a picture with me."

"Always."

His lips on yours, making you feel like drunk in love.

"You have no idea how in love I am with you." He says, eyes shining with honesty. "I got to thank Pablo for getting injured."

You laugh at his joke. "We got to thank him."

"No, but really. I love you to a way I never thought I would, even if we haven't been together for that long. Your eyes, your hair, your heart, the way you laugh, or the way your eyes shine when you talk about what you love, the way you always make sure everyone is comfortable. The way you love your family. The way you love my family, how you're with Fer. You're just you. And I'm thankful for that.

You feel like crying. Nobody ever loved you the way that he did, never sharing a love so pure and so great.

"And you are you. For me, it's the way you love football, the way you love your mother's food, how funny you are, and how much you turn into a little kid every time we joke around. How much do you work and get better at everything you do. Your accent is beautiful, your love for your family, for your brother, and your love for me. Because I never thought I would find someone like you."

- two months later (Barça vs. RMA)

"I bet that goal was for me." Fer jokes, making you laugh. "The eyes were looking at me."

"Definitely, I think the wink and the kiss were a symbol of brotherhood."

"I hate that you follow my jokes." He shoves you delicately. "Like, get angry or something."

"Don't even try. We grew up with that." Aurora says, pointing at Pablo. "So, not a chance, she's well trained."

"Yeah, the only one who has to worry here is Chris. She's the one that has to put up with him."

"I'm not sure myself." She laughed at the jokes.

Chris is Pablo's girlfriend. He introduce her to Aurora and to you a few weeks ago, and you now bring her around everywhere like a little sister.

The referee announces the end of the match, and the team won. It was a good day for everybody.

"Let's go, señoritas." Fer gets up, offering his arm to you.

"Let's go, señorito." You joke with him.

You waited by the car, talking about the meal Fer prepared before the match and was waiting for you at home.

"Hello, hello." Aurora say to Pedro and Pablo.

"Omg, you guys did amazing!" You hug Pedro, kissing his cheek. "Congratulations, baby."

"Yeah, yeah, kiss kiss, let's go home, I'm hungry."

"You're just jealous of her." Gavi jokes, hitting Fer in the head. "She got your brother."

"I was his go-to, now I'm the seconds one." He fake cries. Making you all laugh.

"And I got your sister." Pedro shoves Gavi's arm playfully.

"Yeah, you better take care of her. If not, you saw how I shoved Vini? That would be you."

"Okay, stop it. Let's go."

You start walking toward Pedro's car, hand in hand with him while Fer was telling him something.

"Oye," Gavi shouts. Making you all turn. "Me darás mi abrazo?" (Do I get a hug, too?) You let go of Pedro's hand, running to your brother. "Venga."

You land in his arms, squeezing him. "I love you, Pablito."

"And I love you." He kisses your cheek, letting you go. "Let's go, I want some of that burned rice."

"Hey!" Fer says, "my rice is not burnt." He makes Pablo and you laugh.

🔅🔅🔅

🏷: @gadriezmannsgirl @percysley @jajajhaahaha @cinderellawithashoe @alwaysclassyeagle @christianpulisic10 @utdmount @lilians17 @urmotheris

[cao-tick]

Autism

Idk how to tell you but @azamonvoid is my twin and has been my twin

In the Napolitane Fucking Trio he doesn't exist and in the v/h joke Au I killed him and took his place (yes my power is being a cryptic only for this)

:)

No take back, I'm your twin, Wilbur!Cao.

And this is my au DarkSBI, so everything is okey twin go back to sleep <3

[winryrockbellwannabe]

✨the last couple of days....✨

🌊went to the beach with my best friend!! unfortunately it was raining half of the time and it was freezing cold outside, but last day it was so nice out, i could even wear a t shirt, i was so happy about it🥰

📚 read around 200 pages of the Burning God, this book is giving me so much emocional damage, hence why I'm taking a while to read it

📑 managed to still study a lot. I got up to date with my biomechanics class, why is this all so interesting?? I'm really liking this, which makes me so happy bc i think this is going to be important in the master's degree I want to pursue.

📺 we watched so many anime. It was actually great, on the day the weather was really feisty, we could even hear the wind and rain inside, we watched Weathering with you, bc ✨vibes✨ and omg I was so close to sob my eyes out, and the vibes were definitely vibing LOL

I'm back to college city, so I've got to: grocery shopping (bc I have literally no food here), general cleaning around the house, bc my housemate left things super messy, and I have an online class in the afternoon

And that's it, hopefully tomorrow I'll be back to normal posting. Hope you have a wonderful day💙

[artmiabynana]

Notas: O nome tewdan é fictício até onde eu sei, e usei ele para não que a protagonista não tenha ficado sem nome. 💫

Amores impossíveis

Felipe Otãno, Enzo Vongrincic, Agustín Della Corte, Agustín Pardella, Esteban Kukuriczka, Fernando Contagini, Simón Hempe.

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Após quase dois anos de silêncio, a conhecida como Tewdan, retorna ao cenário musical com seu novo álbum, “amores impossíveis.” Conhecida por sua voz poderosa e letras emocionais, Tewdan decidiu se afastar da indústria para refletir sobre suas experiências amorosas e elaborar um projeto que representa não apenas seus altos e baixos, mas também a complexidade dos relacionamentos que viveu.

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@ Metewdan_

Oi pessoal! :)

Estou de volta com 'Amores Impossíveis ’, um projeto muito pessoal que reflete as paixões e os desafios que enfrentei ao longo da minha vida. Cada canção é uma homenagem aos homens que marcaram minha história, mesmo que alguns desses amores tenham sido conturbados. Quero que vocês entendam que, apesar das dificuldades, o amor que sinto por eles é verdadeiro e profundo. Não os ataquem, não façam especulações e muitos menos achem que ainda estamos juntos. Cada um está em seu devido caminho, e todos estão cientes de que a música é sobre o que passamos. Cada um deles foi parte importante da minha jornada e, mesmo que tenhamos enfrentado desafios, sempre os amarei de alguma forma. Este álbum é sobre amor, aprendizado e aceitação. Essa vai ser meu primeiro e único comentário sobre o álbum.

— Tewdan. ♡

curtido por harry_styles, justinbieber e 4.6M mais.

Comentarios:

@dualipa: "O mundo estava esperando por isso! cada faixa é uma obra-prima emocional. Muito orgulho de você! ✨

@jbalvin: "Dale! quebrando tudo com esse álbum, que é uma montanha-russa de emoções. Parabéns minha menina! 💫

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Capa e verso:

— "Hoje é um dia muito especial aqui no programa, porque estamos com Tewdan, que acabou de lançar o tão aguardado álbum ‘Amores Impossíveis’. São quase dois anos de hiato, e os fãs estavam morrendo de saudade. Tewdan, bem-vinda de volta! Conta pra gente como foi esse processo e o que inspirou esse novo álbum."

— Obrigada, é muito bom estar de volta. ‘Amores Impossíveis’ é, sem dúvida, o projeto mais pessoal que eu já fiz. Durante esse tempo longe, passei por algumas mudanças emocionais e resolvi colocar tudo em música. O álbum é sobre amores que vivi e que, de alguma forma, não deram certo, mas que ainda carrego com carinho. Apesar de serem amores complicados, intensos, eu continuo amando essas pessoas. Cada canção tem uma história e representa uma fase da minha vida, um aprendizado.

The One That Got Away – Felipe Otãno

— Essa foi uma das primeiras músicas que escrevi para o álbum. ‘The One That Got Away’ é sobre aquela pessoa que você nunca esquece. É sobre o amor que, por circunstâncias da vida, nunca teve a chance de florescer como deveria. Nós tínhamos algo especial, mas nos desencontramos, e a música fala sobre esse ‘e se?’. E se a gente tivesse lutado mais, e se tivesse dado certo? É aquela dor de ver a pessoa seguir em frente, sem você.

"In another life, I would make you stay, so I don't have to say you were the one that got away..."

— "É uma reflexão muito dolorosa, essa ideia de imaginar o que poderia ter sido. Foi difícil reviver esse sentimento enquanto escrevia a música?"

— Foi. Sempre que você coloca um peda��o de si mesmo em uma música, especialmente quando é algo tão pessoal, dói. Mas ao mesmo tempo, foi uma forma de aceitar que nem todos os amores são destinados a durar. Às vezes, eles são apenas uma parte da sua jornada.

Back to December ‐ Enzo Vongrincic

— "‘Back to December’ foi uma das músicas mais difíceis de escrever, porque ela é um pedido de desculpas. Muitas vezes, no calor do momento, a gente faz ou fala coisas que magoam quem amamos, e foi isso que aconteceu. Eu estava com uma pessoa maravilhosa e acabei estragando tudo. E depois, quando me dei conta do erro, era tarde demais. Essa música é como uma carta, uma forma de dizer que eu lamento profundamente e que, se pudesse, voltaria atrás.

"So this is me swallowing my pride, standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night..."

— "É raro ver uma artista se abrir assim, admitindo erros e arrependimentos. A vulnerabilidade nessa música é incrível."

— Eu acredito que a música tem que vir de um lugar verdadeiro. E parte de ser honesta comigo mesma foi reconhecer que nem sempre sou a vítima. Às vezes, sou eu que magoo as pessoas. E ‘Back to December’ foi meu jeito de tentar fazer as pazes com isso."

Ink - Agustín Della Corte

— ‘Ink’ é uma metáfora sobre aqueles amores que deixam marcas em você, como uma tatuagem. Mesmo quando o relacionamento acaba, as memórias ficam gravadas. Eu estava numa fase em que tentava seguir em frente, mas continuava presa às lembranças de alguém. A dor de não conseguir esquecer é o que inspira essa música. É sobre como algumas pessoas entram na sua vida e deixam uma marca tão profunda que parece impossível apagar.

"Got a tattoo and the pain's alright, just want a way of keeping you inside..."

— "Essa ideia de carregar uma marca emocional é algo com que muitas pessoas podem se identificar. Foi difícil para você colocar isso em palavras?"

— Muito difícil. Eu estava lidando com um amor que tinha acabado, mas que ainda era parte de mim. A música foi um desabafo, quase como uma terapia. ‘Ink’ é sobre aceitar que nem sempre conseguimos apagar o passado, e talvez nem devêssemos.

Someone Like You - Esteban Kukuriczka

— Essa música fala sobre o fim de um relacionamento, mas com uma abordagem diferente. Em ‘Someone Like You’, eu queria mostrar que, apesar da dor, você pode desejar o melhor para a outra pessoa. Mesmo sabendo que o amor acabou, e que eles seguiram em frente, há uma beleza em aceitar isso e desejar que eles sejam felizes, mesmo que não seja com você.

"Never mind, I'll find someone like you... I wish nothing but the best for you..."

— "Essa ideia de perdoar e seguir em frente, mesmo quando o coração está partido, é muito poderosa. Você já teve um momento assim, em que precisou deixar ir?"

— Sim, definitivamente. Houve um momento em que eu percebi que, por mais que doesse, eu precisava soltar a outra pessoa. Não é fácil, mas você aprende que a vida continua e que, às vezes, a única coisa que resta é o desejo de que a outra pessoa encontre a felicidade, mesmo que não seja com você.

We Don’t Talk Anymore - Agustín Pardella

— ‘We Don’t Talk Anymore’ nasceu de uma frustração. Eu e essa pessoa éramos inseparáveis, mas com o tempo nos distanciamos tanto que, de repente, não falávamos mais. É estranho como alguém que já foi seu mundo pode se tornar um desconhecido. A música reflete essa sensação de perda, de não saber como reconectar, mas também de aceitar que algumas pessoas simplesmente saem da sua vida, e isso faz parte.

"We don't talk anymore like we used to do..."

— "Eu acho que essa é uma realidade para muitos, perder contato com quem já foi tão próximo. A música ressoa porque toca nessa saudade silenciosa."

— Exato. E é essa falta de comunicação, esse silêncio que pode ser tão ensurdecedor. Mesmo que você saiba que é o fim, há uma tristeza em perceber que aquela conexão se perdeu para sempre.

Too good at goodbye - Fernando Contiagini

— Essa é uma música sobre se proteger. Depois de tantos términos, tantas decepções, você começa a construir barreiras. ‘Too Good at Goodbyes’ fala sobre esse momento em que você se torna tão acostumada a perder pessoas que começa a se distanciar antes que elas possam te machucar. Você se torna ‘boa’ em dizer adeus, porque já passou por isso muitas vezes.

"I'm way too good at goodbyes... No way that you'll see me cry..."

— "Essa é uma abordagem mais fria, mas ainda assim profundamente emocional. Você sentiu que, ao longo dos anos, começou a se proteger demais?"

— Sim, definitivamente. Quando você é magoada muitas vezes, começa a se preparar para o pior, a antecipar a dor. Mas, ao mesmo tempo, essa proteção pode te impedir de viver novos amores. A música explora essa contradição: você não quer se machucar, mas também não quer deixar de sentir.

Always - Simón Hempe

— "‘Always’ é a canção que fecha o álbum com a mensagem de que, apesar de tudo, alguns amores nunca desaparecem. Mesmo que a relação tenha terminado, o sentimento ainda está lá, intacto. Eu escrevi essa música para alguém que, apesar de já não estar mais na minha vida, continua sendo uma parte de mim. É um amor que, de alguma forma, sempre vai existir.

"And I will love you, baby, always... And I'll be there forever and a day, always..."

— "É uma bela maneira de encerrar o álbum, com uma nota de amor eterno, mesmo diante da dor."

— Sim, porque, no fim das contas, é isso que fica. Esses amores, mesmo os impossíveis, continuam vivos de alguma forma. Eles nos moldam, nos fazem crescer, e ‘Always’ representa essa aceitação de que, por mais que tenha terminado, o amor sempre permanece.

Quero que meus fãs saibam que, apesar de tudo, o amor é sempre válido, mesmo quando não dura para sempre. E que não ataquem essas pessoas que fizeram parte da minha vida. Elas também têm suas histórias e seus lados. Eu espero que, ao ouvir o álbum, cada pessoa possa encontrar um pedacinho de si nessas canções e, de alguma forma, curar suas próprias cicatrizes. Amores Impossíveis, são infelizmente, possíveis.

[mooniminididi]

I envy Hannibal, that guy knows him so well, I mean, when he put Will in jail he realized he missed him and he got him out of there so he could see him. He knows his feelings very well, it is as if he takes out those feelings and examines them as if nothing happened, as if they did not belong to him. That damn cannibal doesn't have feelings he can't understand, it's like, man, teach me a little bit to channel my emotions that I'm feeling so much that I don't know what I have and what I feel!

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Envidio a Hannibal, ese tipo se conoce tan bien, quiero decir, cuando metió a Will a la cárcel se dio cuenta que lo extrañaba y lo saco de ahí para poder verlo. Conoce muy bien sus sentimientos, es como si sacara esos sentimientos y los examinara como si nada, como si no pertenecieran a él. Ese maldito caníbal no tiene sentimientos que no puede entender, es como, ¡hombre enséñame un poco a canalizar mis emociones que estoy sintiendo tanto que no se que tengo y que siento!

[yeahxsurexokay13]

fraternising with the enemy - jude bellingham

extra - maia x barça

summary: maia being a (vip) culer

2021

fcbarcelona

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fcbarcelona Training days made brighter with a special visit from @/maia.graceee.

Gràcies per venir, Maia! Sempre és un plaer tenir-te amb nosaltres. 🔵🔴! #ForçaBarça [Thanks for stopping by, Maia! Always a pleasure to have you with us!]

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user1 NOT MY TWO WORLDS COLLIDING

fan1 🥺 my baby's dream coming true. last year she got a a happy bday wish and now this!

maia.graceee gràcies per la vostra acollida!! sempre és un plaer estar amb vosaltres 🫂 [thank you for the warm welcome!! it's always a pleasure to be with you]

user2 quién es? [who is she?]

user3 es una actriz que es muy fan del barça [she's an actress that's a very big barça fan]

fan2 maia finally met the white boys of the moment pedri and gavi 😳

fan3 gavi looks so happy lol

maia.graceee

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maia.graceee les millors @/fcbfemeni ⭐️💖 [the best]

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fcbfemeni Moltes gràcies per venir a animar-nos, Maia! Esperem que hagis gaudit del partit 💪⚽️ [Thank you so much for coming to cheer us on, Maia! We hope you enjoyed the match.]

maia.graceee ha estat un plaer! sempre és emocionant veure-vos jugar ♥️ [it's been a pleasure! it's always exciting to see you play]

fan1 Maia en el Johan Cruyff🤩🤩🤩 [Maia at the Johan Cruyff]

fan2 when are you coming back to the US? 😔

aitanabonmati Gràcies per la teva visita ❤️ [thank u for your visit]

maia.graceee quina il·lusió conèixer-te!!🫶🏻 [what a pleasure to meet you]

user1 this girl's love for barça is on another level omg

user2 She's supporting the girls!!!! Visca Barça!

marialeonn16 💪🏼🔥

fan3 are you friends with Alexia Putellas?

2022

maia.graceee

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maia.graceee de tornada a casa per a alguna cosa molt especial ‧₊ ᵎᵎ 🍒 ⋅ ˚✮

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fan1 maia 🤝🏽 barça

user2 WITH PEDRI AND GAVI ?!?!

pedri La última foto 🙃 [that last pic]

maia.graceee 🙂👍🏼 (tú) [you]

fan2 I'd love to see you playing football with them 🫣

maia.graceee 😮‍💨😮‍💨 i've never kicked a ball in my life

fan2 OMFG I LOVE U SO MUCH MAIA

fan3 hate it when she writes in catalan bc insta is never able to translate it😭😭😭

fan4 it says that she's back home for something very special 😊

fan3 omg thank u sm!!

user1 what could she possibly be doing with barça? isn't she an actress?

pablogavi Hermanita❤️❤️

maia.graceee 🫂♥️💋

ansufati Los tres mosqueteros 🤣 [the three musketeers] liked by maia.graceee

2023

maia.graceee

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maia.graceee brindant per la victòria del millor equip del món a la lliga @/fcbarcelona!!! ❤️💙 always with my girl @/mikkeykiemeney <33

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fan1 You and Mikkey look stunning with the trophy

pedri Qué noche! Gracias por estar siempre a nuestro lado. ❤️ [what a night. thank you for always being by our side]

maia.graceee tq pedrito🫂💋💋 [ily pedrito]

fan5 whAT DO YOU MEAN ILY

user3 @ jude bellingham dislikes this comment

user1 wondering when we'll get to see you and Jude celebrating a win together

fan3 the rumours might not even be true. leave her be.

fan2 it's so great to see you enjoying the celebrations🥰

mikkykiemeney love you endlessly mi chica 💖

maia.graceee love you forever my partner in crime💘

user2 Barça's biggest fan right here! Thanks for always backing our team ❤️💙

fan4 visca el Barça!!!

ronaldaraujo_4 Qué alegría verte disfrutar con nosotros, Maia! Seguimos adelante juntos 💪🏽🔵🔴 [How joyful to see you enjoying with us, Maia! Let's keep moving forward together]

maia.graceee 🥺🥺 eres el mejor, ronald!!!! [you're the best, ronald]

ferrantorres Sempre un plaer tenir-te amb nosaltres! Gràcies per la teva suport constant ❤️ [always a pleasure to have you with us! Thanks for your constant support.]

maia.graceee siempre, tibu 🦈🫶🏻 [always, shark]

[toustr]

I don’t think I am emocional person but this scene got me.

[louissatturi]

The english translation os the song that forever planned to sing for tallulah but could't because he got emocional and cried

The song is Velha infância by the tribalistas

This song is so sweet and nostalgic, it has this happy saudade* feel and i get why 4ever cried because i would to

*saudade is a word that only exists on portuguese, saudade is the feeling of longing, yearning and being nostalgic for something, somewhere or someone that you miss deeply, it's a bittersweet emotion can be used as something happy or melancholy

A exemple of someone feeling saudade is tallulah she feel saudade for wilbur

[gialamour]

Do NOT watch "How to make millions before grandma dies" if you are a big crier like me.

As someone who is VERY close to her grandma, this one was hard to end. Don't get me wrong It's beautiful and kinda funny (when you are not crying to death). It shows the dinamic in Amah's family when she's in a fase where all of her sons where distant, how she's afraid of not beeing visited even when she dies and all the plot just got me thinking about my grandmothers.

One of my grannies died of cancer when I was 13, just like the film, and the other lives in a apartament in front of me, that's why it was even harder and hit me so bad.

M started to visited Amah with the wrong intentions, just like her sons but It was incredible to watch the grandma and grandson dinamic. Seeing how our time is the best thing we can give to someone.

It took me more than 4 hours to watch, because I paused every scene that make me felt emocional or that I was about to cry, the movie ended and I kept crying for two more hours. I do think that if you didn't have contact with your grandparents you will not get it.

Lonely? I don’t know about that. but I dislike the days after chinese new year. the fridge’s full of leftovers and I have to eat them all alone.

You won't have to take care of me anymore.

I loved it and gave it 5 stars in letterboxd.

[low-budget-korra]

Let's Talk about TLOK book 3 finale

An analysis on its writing and narrative choices.

We all know that is the best season but what make the final episodes so epic? As I like to say, is when words became art.

1. The script.

The Narrative of the season is the best alongside with season 1. The choices they make, the pacing, the development but most importantly: The Stakes. They were all there.

Sure, we saw Tarrlok murder/suicide in season 1 and Korra being sad in front of a cliff (as I interpreted as she being suicidal but nothing about that is canon so) but we didn't saw the air being sucked outta someone's body.

And the death of the earth Queen is the exact point where everything changed. Everything could happen at that point. Right after, Tenzin was almost beaten to death and I remember the fandom panicking about it. He didn't but P'Li blew her own head and Korra's torture was really hard to watch.

We got happy when Korra fought back and almost was able to kill Zaheer but then we remembered that she was highly poisoned. And after all we saw the last 3 episodes... everything could happen

Also, at that time, a lot of people didn't know we would have a next season. Honestly I don't remember if Korra was renewed before, during of after season 3 but I remember a lot of fans freaking out thinking that was the end. And if the fans simply forgot we would have a next season so Korra, obviously wouldn't die, it shows how good was the writing of the season since we were all so sunken on what was about to happen that we couldn't think on the future.

2. The masterpiece on animation and soundtrack.

It's been almost 10 years and the show didn't age a day. The choreography of the battles also helped to raise the takes and also tell us a story: How the Krew learn how to fight against the Red Lotus. From the most obvious of Bolin lavabending ex machina, Mako aiming in Ming Hua water arms before she could be able to use them against him and Jinora showing Zaheer the power in number, what exactly means being united as one.

And the soundtrack omg I listen and still get emotional to this day. When Korra is suffocating and the music goes from dark to soft, the airbenders theme (a version more emocional and sweet of the Avatar Aang's theme) . This is cinema! This is art!

The Legend of Korra is such a underrated masterpiece

[esuemmanuel]

Había encontrado un cierto atisbo de paz, al menos eso me hizo sentir la costumbre de no tener a nadie a quien mirar. Estaba en un lugar en cuyo centro yacía el árbol de la aceptación y bajo su sombra reposaba. No sé en qué instante me entró la idea de moverme de ahí y buscar, entre el verdor que me rodeaba, una salida a lo que otrora me había parecido el paraíso. No sé, pero busqué... y encontré una puerta. Esa puerta estaba abierta, ni siquiera tenía un cerrojo, sólo una perilla sencilla que podía abrirse con el viento. Parecía que el mismo lugar deseaba hacerme salir de él para aventurarme a más y dejar de compadecerme por la dichosa paz que creía haber alcanzado. Dudé, aun con toda esa verdad escribiéndose en mi mente, abrir la puerta, pero lo hice como un acto reflejo de lo que en el fondo sentía. La paz me sabía a flor de Cempasúchil, a veladora, a rezos y santos Rosarios... y me había hartado de eso. Quería salir, explorar la vida, recordar lo que era ser embriagado por la vid del caos y emborracharme de dolor, de esas emociones amargas que envenenan la sangre. Sí, fue por eso que salí y me sumergí en otro mundo... en otra vida... en otro tiempo... para, una vez más, volver aquí, añorando el descanso eterno del que ya no debo jamás salir.

I had found some semblance of peace, at least that made me feel the habit of having no one to look at. I was in a place in the center of which lay the tree of acceptance and under its shade I rested. I don't know at what instant I got the idea to move from there and look for, among the greenery that surrounded me, an exit to what had once seemed like paradise. I don't know, but I looked... and I found a door. That door was open, it didn't even have a lock, just a simple knob that could be opened with the wind. It seemed that the place itself wanted to make me get out of it to venture further and stop feeling sorry for the blissful peace I thought I had achieved. I hesitated, even with all that truth writing itself in my mind, to open the door, but I did it as a reflex act of what I felt deep inside. Peace tasted like a flower of Cempasuchil, a candle, prayers and holy Rosaries... and I had had enough of it. I wanted to go out, to explore life, to remember what it was like to be intoxicated by the vine of chaos and to get drunk on pain, on those bitter emotions that poison the blood. Yes, that was why I went out and immersed myself in another world... in another life... in another time... to, once again, return here, longing for the eternal rest from which I must never leave.

[lazanhaazeda]

One thing I find interesing abt Vi, is the fact that, she seems like she haven't grown up since her's 15.

Like, yes, she is a adult now, but her mind seems to not have developed properly due to trauma, making her stuck in that moment in the finale of act one of season one, Vander's death, Milo and Claggor's death, the shock of everything being her own sister's fault, she didn’t even had the time to process this bc she saw her sister last with the same man who was very willing to kill them, got kidnapped and then enjailed for 7 fucking years.

LIKE DAMN. And this surely brought several consequences to her brain, how she acts is typically with violence, impulsivity, without a racional thinking and being emocional about things, like a child, and im not saying in a derogatory way towards her, i'm saying that she didn’t had any opportunity to interact normally with people, to develop these type of skills and learn.

Vi likes to see things in a simple way, she thinks that she can resolve things just punching her way out or by just talking, because she never had any other chance to understand any other way.

She lives for protecting, simple as that, because that's the only thing she lived for in all those years in prison. That's why she even accepted Caitlyn's way of doing things as a enforcer, ofc she is wrong but, oh my girl how manipulated you are. How much of yourself you use for others because you can't lose anyone else.

And she realizes in season one, after fighting in the Shimmer's factory with Jayce, how much she lost of her own humanity, to not feel anything for a dead child now, she saw how vulnerable and broken for this is Jayce (that's why I think their relation important, because Jayce is all abt vulnerability and being open minded, learning to make a better future)

And Vi in the first act of season two is so vulnerable now, different of season one, because now she truly understands she lost Powder, she has no one, except the girl she thinks she could have saved the mother, spared the pain she herself understands. And even if it isn't intentional of Cait (which sometimes I doubt, because she threw all her morals out of the window in the first act), she manipulates Vi with her needs for a constant and fear of abandonment.

The way she acts with Caitlyn, is how she wishes she have been treated all these years, affection, understanding, tenderness. The thing she needs to be rebembered until act two, it's that Cait comes from a totally different environment, and the ruthlessness she wish Cait shouldn't experience, its exactly the reality shock she needs right now.

Vi is a really cool character in all ways I wish people could see, she isn't a "just", the way the turned to be all that she hated out of desperation for love is a tragedy. And yeah I love the memes with her stupidity but PLEASE see my vision when I say that my girl deserves more :(((

[thatlittleviolin]

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La info completa de la creatura aqui por que no me cupo toda en el template y me dio flojera editar mas texto :P

ENG VERSION BELOW

> "Alguien nervioso y con pocas ganas de hablar, Miles Fasol es sin duda un artista inusual. Su voz, suave y melodiosa era la mejor para cantar y contar historias de todo tipo! Sin embargo, su fuerte sin duda eran las historias para dormir y las canciones de cuna; siempre con un instrumento en la mano, le encanta compartir lo que sabe hacer."

Miles era un musico joven que se mudo a Home escapando de una gran ciudad “mucho más ruidosa y menos amable” (segun sus palabras) y parece haber encontrado allí en lugar ideal para establecer su estudio. No se sabe mucho de su origen ademas de eso, aunque se especula que dicha ciudad era una ciudad latinoamericana por su ligero acento y tendencia a contar en español al marcar el tiempo para una canción. Es presentado como alguien amigable, sincero, entusiasta y quizá un poco temperamental si presionaban los botones correctos. Solia tener una buena cabeza sobre los hombros y no temía “decir” lo que pensaba.

Es uno de los cuantos personajes secundarios que fueron introducidos al show a unos meses después de su inicio. Él, específicamente, fue creado para un segmento separado llamado “Buenas noches, vecindario”, que se transmitia todos los dias de 9 PM hasta la media noche en los canales infantiles. Alli, Miles intercalaba entre leer cuentos y tocarle musica a la audiencia para dormir.

En el show base solia ser un complemento a los segmentos de los demás, más habitualmente los de Sally, dandole musica a sus obras o participando en ellas, o a los de Julie, siendo un compañero de juegos más entre el resto de los vecinos. A veces tambien se le veia con Frank en la busqueda de insectos en los alrededores del vecindario. Miles era un personaje con la cualidad de que hablaba en muy reducidas ocasiones como una especie de mudismo selectivo, decidiendose a hablar con señas o comunicarle las cosas a los vecinos con sonidos, que ellos solo asumian que significaba, lo cual era usado en ciertos momentos como recurso comico. Su silencio y la suavidad de su voz solian ser atribuidos a que debia infundir paz y tranquilidad para arrullar a los televidentes en su propio segmento separado,y por esto mismo era de las marionetas mas expresivas, y requeria a un titiritero más experimentado para representar correctamente sus emociones.<<

ENG VERSION

Full info of the critter here cuz id didn't fit on the template and I didn't want to edit more text, I got lazy :P (also sorry native english speakers, also got lazy on make two versions of everything u.u)

> ""Someone nervous and not very willing to talk, Miles Fasol is certainly an unusual artist. His soft and melodious voice was the best for singing and telling stories of all kinds! However, his forte was undoubtedly bedtime stories and lullabies; always with an instrument in hand, he loves to share what he knows how to do."

Miles was a young musician who moved to Home to escape a “much louder and less friendly” (in his words) big city and seems to have found there the ideal location to set up his studio. Not much is known about his background beyond that, though it is speculated that said city was a Latin American city due to his slight accent and tendency to count in Spanish when marking time for a song. He's portrayed as friendly, sincere, enthusiastic and perhaps a little temperamental if the right buttons were pushed. He tended to have a good head on his shoulders and was not afraid to “speak” his mind.

He is one of a handful of supporting characters who were introduced to the show a few months after its inception. He, specifically, was created for a separate segment called “Goodnight, Neighborhood,” which aired every weekday from 9 PM to midnight on children’s channels. There, Miles would alternate between reading stories and playing music to put the audience to sleep.

In the main show he was often a complement to the other segments, most often Sally's, by adding music to her plays or participating in them, or Julie's, being a playmate among the rest of the neighbors. He was also sometimes seen with Frank on the hunt for bugs around the neighborhood. Miles was a character with the quality that he spoke on very few occasions as a kind of selective muteness, deciding to speak with signs or communicate things to the neighbors with sounds, which they only assumed he meant, which was used at certain times as a comic resource. His silence and the softness of his voice were usually attributed to the fact that he had to instill peace and tranquility to lull the viewers in his own separate segment, and for this reason he was one of the most expressive puppets, and required a more experienced puppeteer to correctly represent his emotions.<<