#i hope duda is not there anymore

[disclaimer-performatico]

Tried my hand at drawing the fictional album cover for the album in @spacerangersam‘s fic For One Night and One Night Only which is really cool and I highly recommend.

I’ll admit drawing this (specially the colouring) has driven me around the bend a bit. But I rather like it.

Also, 70s song recommendation + translated lyrics because I found it rather fitting and I couldn’t resist.

Y las esperanzas muertas (and my hopes dead)

Si tengo el cuerpo roto (If it's left my body broken)

¿Por qué me acostumbre (Why did I ever become used)

A tenerte siempre cerca? (to having you always near me?)

Porque al estar contigo (Because by being with you)

Me sentí mujer entera. (I felt whole)

Y ahora sí te vas (And now, if you leave)

No conozco mis fronteras (I don't know where I end)

Tú y yo, tú y yo (You and me, you and me)

Fuimos trigo, fuimos tierra. (We were grain, we were soil)

Tú y yo (You and Me)

Fuimos luz en las tinieblas. (We were light in the darkness)

Tú y yo, tú y yo (You and me, you and me)

Fuimos sol de madrugada. (We were the sun in the early morning)

Y ahora sí te vas. (And now if you leave)

Ya no seremos nada. (We won't be anything anymore)

Buscaré tu cuerpo (I'll search for your body)

En otro cuerpo extraño. (In another's different body)

Encontraré otras manos (I'll find another's hands)

Que me acaricien sin engaño. (that will caress me without deception)

En otros labios nuevos (In new lips)

Yo sabré encontrar ternura (I'll know how to find tenderness)

Palabras que me ayuden (words that'll help me)

A olvidar mis viejas dudas. (forget my old doubts)

Fuimos trigo, fuimos tierra. (We were grain, we were soil)

Tú y yo, tú y yo (You and me, you and me)

Tú y yo (You and me)

Fuimos luz en las tinieblas. (We were light in the darkness)

Tú y yo, tú y yo (You and me, you and me)

Fuimos sol de madrugada. (We were the sun in the early morning)

Y ahora sí te vas (and now if you leave)

Ya no seremos nada. (We won't be anything anymore)

Pronunciaré tu nombre (I will pronounce your name)

Y ya no me hará daño (and it won't hurt to)

Porque sabré olvidarte (because I'll know how to forget you)

Con el paso de los años (with the passing of the years)

Y tú serás tan sólo (and you will just be)

Una sombra de otro tiempo (a shadow from a different time)

Aparte de mi vida. (Removed from my life)

Pasajera como el viento. (Fleeting like the wind)

Tú y yo, tú y yo (You and me, you and me)

Fuimos trigo, fuimos tierra. (We were grain, we were soil)

Tú y yo (You and me)

Fuimos luz en las tinieblas. (We were light in the darkness)

Tú y yo, tú y yo (You and me, you and me)

Fuimos sol de madrugada. (We were the sun in the early morning)

Y ahora sí te vas (and now if you leave)

Ya no seremos nada. (we won't be anything anymore)

Y ahora sí te vas. (And now if you leave)

Ya no seremos nada. (We won't be anything anymore)

Y ahora sí te vas.

Ya no seremos nada.

[dudadragneel]

Hey Duda! Sorry to hear you’re not doing so well with your body; I hope you feel better soon (or at least more functional!)

If you hadn’t guessed by now, I’m a sick Chan enthusiast! I’m constantly in love with the idea of Chan not feeling so good; his tummy is upset, it’s so loud and gurgling. The nausea comes in waves and sometimes leaves him having to sit with the back of his hand against his mouth while taking deep breaths so he doesn’t puke. If he was sick in the night, he’d likely drape himself over the toilet so he wouldn’t make a mess.

The idea of him getting sick while he’s driving? GOD YES. He’d probably try and rub his stomach without anyone noticing, but they would know. He’d be extra quiet, maybe burping a bit more than usual to try and relieve the pressure on his stomach. In the end, the constant turns of the car and stop/start in traffic would do him in. He’d burp but more would come up and splatter in his lap. They would have to find someone to pull over so he could be sick more, and he would be mortified.

-🍋

Hello, dead 🍋!

Since you're a sick Chan enthusiast, please come here more often 😁 I love writing for him 💜

At this point I'm not even sure who my bias is anymore, but Chan is definitely the bias wrecker😂

Although I'm not a big fan of the sickie getting sick on themselves, I'll see what I can do later 🫡

💜

[guapoduoshipper]

Just a GuapoduoShipper Playlist song #8

Los amantes - Pambo

El sol conoció a la luna Y se enamoró, Encontró su musa Ella lo abrazó segura, Luego lo advirtió: De un lado era oscura.

Amor, le dijo sin saber Guardando su temor, Las estrellas no se asustan También traíamos de su piel Destellos de color La hizo su mujer Sin duda es bella.

La luna crecía Encantando al sol Mágica poetisa, Pero como la advertía, Luego se encogió Desaparecía.

El sol que no sabe perder Furioso de dolor No lo pudo creer Y todo termino, La luna ya se va La quiere detener No sabe donde esta Ya no la puede ver Destino irracional Amantes de papel Eterna solamente es la verdad.

Siempre, da vueltas la vida Ella apareció, Y la sonreía Duerme Calma vida mía El contesto, Sé que volverías.

The sun met the moon And fell in love, He found his muse She embraced him safely, Then she warned him: One side of her was dark.

Love, he told her without knowing Keeping his fear, The stars don't get scared Also brought from her skin Flashes of color He made her his wife No doubt she is beautiful.

The moon grew Enchanting the sun Magical poetess, But how she warned him, Then she shrank She disappeared.

The sun that does not know how to lose Furious of pain Couldn't believe it And it's all over, The moon is leaving He wants to stop her He doesn't know where she is He can't see her anymore Irrational destiny Paper lovers Eternal is only the truth.

Always, life goes round and round She appeared, And smiled at him Sleep Calm down, my life He answered, I know you'll be back.

I'm trying to keep an order around here and not post all the entire lyrics to every song, but with this track I found it IMPOSSIBLE to the point that I want just cry. THE ENTIRE SONG, even the semicolons, sounds like "Guapoduo/Spiderbit" to me.

Roier announced through his social networks that he won't be on livestream today (and probably not tomorrow either) as he is feeling very tired physically, so I will try to bring some content to distract us around here as we hope he feels better.

If you want to know a little more about this blog, you can read here.

[juunotes]

Noah le escribe todos los días a Alice por un año después de separarse, ella sin recibir nada piensa que Noah la ha olvidado y le toma cierto resentimiento por haberla dejándola con dudas y un amor casi intacto. Cuando se reencuentran se dan cuenta que todo lo que ellos creían no era verdad, que la vida los separó de una manera absurda por cosas ajenos a ellos. Al tiempo que vuelven a estar juntos recuerdan el sentimiento que recorría sus corazones como la primera vez.

La carta que Alice lee cuando está pensando en si quedarse o no con Noah refleja lo que se puede llamar como “las cenizas de un amor”. Aquellas cenizas que de dolorosas tienden a quedarse con nosotros un largo tiempo.

“My Dearest Allie. I couldn’t sleep last night because I know that it’s over between us. I’m not bitter anymore, because I know that what we had was real. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I’ll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent a summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. And that’s what you’ve given me. That’s what I’d hoped to give to you forever. I love you. I’ll be seeing you. Noah.”

Siete años parece mucho tiempo, pero cuando lo vives no en realidad no lo son.

[the-jam-to-the-unicorn]

About the Poland / Duda video: Is it just me or was Vova moving weirdly?! As in: sitting down in a weird way. I also noticed him limping (?) when he met Macron. Also the Charles Michael photo with him sitting in a weird way. I hope our smol president is fine!

He really was moving a but funnily, yes. But could very well just be exhaustion and having to sit so much. Not to mention that the military plane probably wasn't really comfortable.

Besides that: We know he has back pain. Which probably didn't get any better. In the end, for almost a year he's living in the opposite of perfect conditions. The food situation is better, but probably far away from perfect or good. He's doing sports but that's probably not a well-balanced training he's used to. God alone knows how many hours a day he has to sit somewhere. And while the bunker / the safe houses / places are probably furnitured I wouldn't cound on a supercomfy bed. Not to mention the stress and mental health that's totally going to have an effect on someone's body. And he might even hurt himself here and there - missing a step, pulling a muscle during training, the car crash,... and this doesn't really have the proper time right now to heal. (not to mention he's 45...which isn't grandpa old but still - he's not a young man anymore)

So yeah, he most likely has some health problems / body health problems. But, to quote Ze, he has no time / right to rest and will not until the war is over and the country build back.

[cichypit]

now just Poland vs my suffering ✌

[ashatsukino]

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[hauntedwitch04]

Hiii hope you're all good, happy to have you back! 🥰Sooo, I was thinking a fluffy fic with 59, adult nyx that is, reader just started her apprenticeship near madja and caught the eye of nyx, and nyx asks her out?

Hope you"ll like this onee😘

Author's note: Hi love! I'm so sorry, but I really had an hard time at school and I couldn't write your request, and I think neither I'll this week. I'm so sorry, hope you enjoy this drabble, I totally loved your idea, it's just so great! Have a good day love!

p.s I know I said that I wouldn’t post this week, but I needed to take a break form study (and my family) so here I am! Hope you enjoy!

Themed masterlist I Themed Day I Taglist I Fluffy Friday

"Wanna, like- I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?“

After many years as a healer, Madja finally has to take some time off to be with her family. Before taking this break, however, she decided to take a girl and teach her the trade, telling her all the tricks and everything she needs to know about herbs and medicines. Y/N was excited, to say the least, to be chosen by her as her apprentice when her mom, also a healer had told her so. She has been following her everywhere for a few months now, learning everything she can learn, and today as is often the case they found themselves summoned by the High Lord. 

"What's going on today Rhysand, did Azriel break his hand again? Or did Cassian break his nose again, because he broke Azriel's hand?" The bored old healer asks as she looks at the High Lord, who smiles amusedly as he looks at his son. 

"Actually this time it's Nyx again, he seems to be hurting something after our last training, and we don't quite understand what it is." 

Madja nods and pays a quick visit to the boy, who actually stays staring the whole time at the girl in the corner who is attentively watching her teacher trying to understand and learn. Rhysand smiles to see the enamored look on his son's face. 

"I think I understand what you did. You pulled your shoulder muscle. Take off your shirt, and Y/N will bandage your shoulder so that as early as tomorrow it won't hurt anymore." He nods, as he hears Madja talking to the girl explaining what to do. He blushes as he takes off his shirt, remaining shirtless in front of the girl he likes. Nyx can't even hear the pathetic excuse his father makes up to get Madja out of the room, to leave him alone with her, as he had asked him to do earlier. 

He only realizes he's alone with her when he looks up and sees her next to him. Immediately he feels her cheeks become warm as her expert hands wrap a bandage around his shoulder. Nyx stays looking at her without really understanding how that girl has bewitched him, to the point that he can't think of anything else but her, her hair, her eyes, her smile. 

It had all started some time before, when she had begun to come with Madja to take care of his relatives, and slowly he had fallen madly in love with her, without almost speaking to her. 

Then without realizing it, the boy awkwardly asks her something. 

"Wanna, like- I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?“ She looks into his eyes and blushes, before smiling. 

"I thought you were going to tell me I had something on my face from the way you were staring at me." Nyx immediately blushes and apologizes for making her feel uncomfortable, cursing himself for being so awkward. 

"Don't worry, it's nothing." She says, putting her things away and heading for the exit. "And as for your question, I'm free tomorrow morning, my favorite coffee shop is the one on the corner of the Rainbow, shall we make it at ten o'clock?" She asks with a smile. He nods repeatedly, almost hurting his neck, before squealing in delight once she had closed the door to the room behind her after leaving. 

Taglist 

• @winchestersgirl222 • @nothingimportentreally • @duda • @itsmeseph

[soyouthinkucanwrite]

What did he say? - Daniel Ricciardo one shot

Update: I just realized it's Carlos' birthday TODAY! I'm so so sorry hahaha I feel like a jerk, but it's just play pretend ok?

Guys, this is based on a dream I had but listen, it’s so weird cause I KNOW this is not like Carlos AT ALL. He’s kind of the vilan in this one... Please don’t be mad if you’re a Carlos fan, it’s just for fun, I swear. I’ll even try to write something with him later to make it up to you guys! Also, I clearly don't know how vacuum works in racing, so again, just humor me and pretend I got it right, ok?

As always, please take the time to let me know what you think, means a lot to me (even if it’s constructive criticism)! And thank you so much to everyone that always does! 💕 Your lovely messages always motivate me to keep writing!

Warnings: angst, jealous Daniel, kind of a dick Carlos (again, sorry! I know he’d never)

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I was in the “side stage” at the press room for the Austin GP, the first I ever went and of course, the first with Daniel, as his girlfriend. He was answering questions along with Pierre Gasly on stage. There were a few people besides me, including some of the drivers, waiting for their turn to face the press.

"Coco, ¿quién es?" I heard Carlos Sainz whispering to his cousin, nodding his head in my direction.

"No conozco. ¿Creo que es periodista?" his cousin answered looking at me. I just acted like I wasn't listening, or understanding, not sure why though.

"No, si fuera periodista estaría allá fuera, haciendo preguntas" Carlos continued.

"Sí, pero no me parece estar perdida" his cousin commented, they kept whispering but I could hear them very clearly.

"Qué pena, no me importaría darte direcciones" Carlos said with a smirk and I felt really uncomfortable at that, which only made me stay even more frozen in place and wish Daniel came back sooner.

"Si no te conociera, diría que acabas de romper una relación. Ni siquiera puedes ver a una chica alrededor" his cousin said hitting him playfully in the head.

"¿Y te parece esta una chica cualquier? Siempre debes andar con supermodelos, ¿no?" Carlos joked back.

"Vale, tienes razón" his cousin answered him and I was counting the seconds for Daniel to come back now.

"Pero sin duda es nueva aquí. Me recordaría de algo como eso. Tampoco pienso ser americana, ellas no tienen esta-" Just then someone called him.

"Sainz, you're up next" Daniel walked out, coming by my side. "Hey" he said to me and I smiled. "They just asked to wait 5 minutes, something about changing the batteries of the mics" he said looking back at Carlos, his cousin, and Kimi, who was going to be pairing with Carlos in the press conference and was just hanging in the corner by himself this whole time.

"Alright, thanks mate" Carlos answered.

"Hey, have you guys met (y/n)? Carlos, Carlos, (y/n)... (y/n), Carlos, Carlos" Daniel made the introductions grinning like a teenager, probably finding it super funny that they had the same first name.

"¡Hola! Mucho gusto en conocerlos, soy (y/n). ¿Como están?" I extended my hand to greet them, feeling much more confident now that I had a 5' 9" Australian by my side. They looked startled at me and then at each other.

“¿Hablas español?” Carlos asked me.

“Sí, y compreendo muy bien también” I told him and my tone made it clear I knew exactly what they were talking about earlier and didn’t like it a bit.

"Carlos, Kimi, they're ready for you" an assistant called.

"Good one kid" Kimi said to me when he walked past us, winking at Daniel. Carlos followed him to the stage and since I didn't want to just stand there in the remains of the awkward situation with Dan and Carlos’ cousin, I just walked in the opposite direction, outside the press room. Not too long after, Daniel walked after me.

"Hey, what was that about?" he asked, still smiling. Boy, he wouldn't be smiling for too long after I told him what that was about.

"What?" I asked, trying not to make a big deal. He reached for my hand, taking it in his.

"You know what. Come on, what happened back there? Did you guys know each other?"

"No!" I have to tell him now, or he'll think I have something to hide. I took a deep breath. "They were talking between themselves before you come out, in Spanish. And I don't think they thought I could understand" he looked at me confused but then it hit him and his expression changed from confusion to rage.

"What did they said?"

"Nothing, it's not a big deal ok? I just wanted to let them know I could understand, so I just said 'hello' in Spanish, that's all" I said, walking away from the place where we were standing and pulling his hand. God knows I didn't want to be there when Carlos walked out, or better, for Daniel to be there.

"I figured that much. But what did he said? Just tell me" Daniel looked at me.

"Let's just go? Please? It's not worth it. What are you going to do? Sucker punch him?"

"Do I need to sucker punch him? Is it that bad?"

"No! Dan, please, let's just go. This is not going to lead us anywhere"

"(y/n)"

"I'll tell you. Promise. Back at the trailer, okay?" I tried to negotiate.

"Fine"

When we stepped back inside his driver's room, Daniel closed the door and looked at me.

"Alright. Spill it"

"Promise me you won't do anything to him"

"Absolutely not. The longer you stall me, the more pissed off I get"

"Okay” I knew I had no choice and honestly, why should I protect him really? I’m just worried about how this might make Daniel feel. “They were wondering who I was, his cousin was teasing him saying he was only interested because he just ended a relationship"

"That's not all" he said and I didn't answer, just looked away, shaking my head. "Alright. I'm sorry you had to hear that. But you can tell me these things ok? I want to protect you baby" He said stepping closer to me and hugging me.

"I don't want you to cause trouble for something stupid"

"Hey!" he said pulling away a bit to look at me. "This is not stupid. Nothing about you is stupid. It's a big deal baby, that’s plain disrespectful. I want you here with me, always. And I want you to feel comfortable here, okay?"

"I feel comfortable now" I said hugging him closer. He smiled and kissed the top of my head.

"Fuckers" he whispered to himself.

"Promise me you won't confront him. He'll deny, or start a fight. Or both. And besides, it’s not so much what he said, it’s more like how they were eyeing me. And I don't want you to get involved in a scandal" I said pulling away and sitting down in a chair. Daniel leaned against the table, looking at me.

"A scandal?" he laughed.

"You do know gossip is the major product of motorsports, right?" I smirked at him.

"Fair enough" he agreed. "Fuck baby, the things I have to deal with for having a goddess as a girlfriend" he was joking now, so the mood seemed lighter, but knowing Daniel, I knew he hadn't completely let that go yet. I just rolled my eyes at him. Hopefully, the events of the weekend would be enough to get his mind out of it.

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Friday and Saturday kept us busy enough so that we didn’t touch the subject anymore, but I could still catch Daniel staring at Carlos here and there. And I could definitely see Carlos staring at me too, which I tried to avoid at all costs, staying out of his visual field. If Daniel saw that, I don’t know if I’d be able to hold him back again.

On Sunday I’d be watching from the garage with Michael and Blake, which was super exciting, to see all the action from the front row. But I didn’t want to disturb Daniel’s routine, so I tried to stay back a little. Yet, he kept coming to steal kisses and joke around. He seemed really relaxed and confident. He was P5 and I took the care to see that Carlos was P8, so I knew they might race each other eventually but I also knew that Dan would be much more preoccupied doing what he does best and overtaking the 4 in front of him to even think about whoever was behind. Everything was going to be fine, no harm done.

“Alright. Time to go” he announced to me. “Kiss for good luck?”

“Good luck. Just go and do what you do best, okay? And try to come back in one piece” I smiled through the kiss and then watched him take his helmet from the table, wink at me, and turn to walk towards his Mclaren. My chest was tight but I could only pray and hope now.

The cars were already outside the garage for some reason, so Dan was walking out when Carlos passed in front of the orange crew. He stopped to greet some of them and that would be fine, except he was not paying any attention to the people he was talking to. He was looking inside the garage like he was looking for something, or rather someone, cause when he saw me he nodded like he was greeting me and checked me out, head to toes. Dan saw it and looked back inside just in time to see me step aside, behind Michael, clearly uncomfortable with the whole thing.

“Hey... man” Carlos greeted Daniel. And his tone made me sure that it wasn’t even about me anymore. Carlos knew how much it must be bothering Daniel and was clearly using it to try and get him pissed off and unfocused. The thing is, very few things were capable of getting Daniel out of his “all good all ways” vibe, but when they did, you definitely don’t want to be on his way. I’m actually a bit worried about the other drivers now, Carlos included, because Dan just turned back to his machine, like he knew exactly what he was going to do and nothing would stop him, getting inside the car a mere formality. He didn’t even bother to take a second look at Carlos.

“Oh boy” I commented.

“Yeah, I saw it” Michael said to me. “What was that about anyway? I thought they got along fine”. I don’t say anything else, and from that moment on my eyes are glued to the screen in front of us, following any micro movement Daniel makes.

They go for the warm-up lap, which feels like it takes forever, and then, finally, Grid formation. That sign must be broken cause the lights also took hours to change.

3, 2, 1... there they go. Thank god we’re wearing masks, otherwise, my nails and fingertips would be long gone.

The first turn is a sharp one and Daniel had an opening to overtake Perez, the first driver in front of him, we could see it clearly from the drone view, but he didn’t take it. What is he doing?

“What is he doing?” Somebody in the garage voiced my thoughts.

“You had an opening Daniel” the engineer said on the radio.

“All under control. I know what I’m doing. How far are the others behind me?” Daniel answered.

I hoped he wasn’t doing what I thought he was doing but I already knew he was. Being the risk-it-all-idiot he was, Dan was waiting for Carlos to catch up to him. Knowing him, I knew he wanted to race and beat him personally, which was crazy stupid, but wouldn’t take long since Carlos had already overtaken Gasly and Alonso, and was now only a few nanoseconds behind Daniel.

“Come on Dan” I said to myself.

“Come on Daniel” Blake practically yelled at the screen.

I feel like throwing up. He’s gonna get hurt and jeopardize all the work the team put into the weekend just to... to what? I don’t even know. If he gets out of this race alive, I’ll personally kill him.

The race’s still going, no major changes after the first turn. Then suddenly Daniel seems to remember he had a gas pedal, finally getting speed in the big straight and leaving Perez behind. Carlos followed him, seeming to use the vacuum in his favor. Everybody in the garage celebrates, but I’m too focused to cheer along. He’s so close to the podium now. Just keep it up, baby. Carlos is still on his tail.

“Good job mate” the engineer says on the radio. “Watch for Sainz on your right. Bottas’ next”

“Keep me posted on Sainz’s time” it’s all Daniel says.

A couple more laps go and he’s really trying to overtake Bottas, not playing games anymore. Carlos doesn’t seem to try to overtake him even once though, he’s too far behind still.

More laps go by and I can’t standstill. When they’re in the 19th lap, with Max and Hamilton battling each other and taking turns in the lead, Daniel’s voice comes on the radio.

“Let’s be the first to box” I’m not sure what he’s playing at, as it’s still too soon to box, but the team seems to agree.

“Copy that. I’ll let you know when. Let’s get a couple more laps in. Keep this up for now” his engineer answers.

“Understood” Daniel’s voice come through the radio. “How’s Sainz time?”

“At least 1.5 seconds behind you” the engineer informs him.

“Understood” Daniel says.

He’s planning something. Not sure what, and I don’t know if I even could, not knowing much about racing strategies, but it definitely has something to do with Carlos and what happened earlier.

“Ouch!” I hear Michael say and nod towards the screen, making me focus on the race again, and not only on Daniel. Max and Hamilton had touched tires. “They're really going at it, definitely using way more tires than necessary"

"If Dan box before them..." I begin to ask.

"He needs a fast box, gaining speed later and for their box to be slower, but yeah, that's his best shot at them" Michael explains to me.

"Come on baby" I whisper to myself.

Daniel seems to finally get close enough to Bottas, but the Finnish guy won't make it easy for him. Turn 11 on sector 2 will be his best shot now and it's getting closer.

The garage and the radio go silent. Feels like the whole world is holding their breaths while Daniel smoothly overtakes Bottas from his left. And then I almost go deaf with all the cheering around me, it's a podium for Daniel, for now.

Unfortunately, that doesn't seem to last too long, cause once he comes to the box all the other drivers will pass him. It's just so frustrating.

"Good job mate. Spectacular time. Box now" the engineer informs on the radio.

"Box confirmed. We need to ace this, boys" Daniels says.

Not even a full minute later, I hear his car and see it on the screen. I look outside to see the orange machine with the big 3 in front of it, but I don't even have time to try and take a look at him, cause 2.3 seconds later (or at least that's what the TV tells me) there he goes again. The good news is, only Bottas passed him. The bad news is he almost crashes into Carlos when he comes out of the Pit Lane.

Some of the crew were still celebrating the fast pit stop when they realized what happened. I let out a gasp. They touched tires but Carlos seemed to have managed to get away from Daniel, quickly returning to his side a moment later but struggling to keep it up. Dan, on the other side, seems unbothered. He keeps gaining speed, even though the pit exit is right on the first turn.

"Take it easy now mate, even if Sainz passes you, his time is not enough to stay in front" the engineer informs Daniel, clearly worried that the risk doesn't justify the ends.

"Understood" Daniel responds.

We're on lap 30 now and just as the engineer said, Carlos is a full 2 seconds behind Daniel. Bottas still in front of him (which is frustrating for me because he had just overtaken him before the pit stop), then Hamilton, and finally Max.

"Daniel" the engineer calls him. "How're the tires?"

"All good"

"Good. Ready to race, mate? Hamilton's going to box now"

"Before Bottas?"

"Yes, that's confirmed"

"Understood"

I listen to the conversation between Daniel and the engineer closely, but I can't say I know exactly what the implications are.

"Bottas' going to second, Daniel to third again. Let's hope for a slow pitstop for Hamilton, so when he comes out, he comes in third and races Daniel. That's the best-case scenario, so he needs to gain speed now" Blake explains to me.

"Got it" I confirm to him. "What about Bottas? He should box on the next lap right?"

"Yeah. If Daniel overtakes him still on this lap, the difference will be too big for him to recover after his pit stop. Hopefully" He tells me.

There's a lot of 'hopefullys' and 'best-case scenarios' in this conversation, but I'll take it. I start to silently pray right away, eyes glued to the screen to see exactly what Blake predicted unfold: Hamilton pit stops, Bottas and Daniel are the firsts to go up on the positions, then Carlos, Alonso, and Gasly. The first turn comes again and Dan seises the opportunity to overtake Bottas, who, to his credit, is fighting real hard, but Dan isn't letting him take back his position.

Dan is P2 now. Max is almost 3 seconds in front of him. Hamilton comes out of the pit lane behind Gasly, it should take him long to again his positions.

"Bottas to box on this lap mate" the engineer announces.

"Not worried about Bottas. What about Max?" Daniel answers. A few moments of silence follow.

"Box confirmed for Max on this lap as well. Just get closer to him" the engineer instructs.

"Understood" Daniel answers.

"Come on, baby" I cheer silently again.

"Fuck! He's gonna make it" Michael yells. "Come on Daniel!"

Bottas is 2 seconds behind Daniel, and on the big straight Daniel manages to shorten his time difference to Max to 1.8 seconds. The next thing I know, Max is coming down the pit lane, quickly followed by Bottas. Daniel is P1. I can't believe this. Carlos is P2, but he hasn't boxed yet. Surprisingly enough, Alonso is P3 and, not so surprisingly, Hamilton is already P4 and gaining speed.

"Alonso hasn't boxed yet" Blake comments. That's bad news if we were hoping for him to defend his position against Hamilton. I take a look on the TV and they're showing the conditions of his tires, which to me doesn't mean anything.

"Will he be able to hold him?" I ask Blake.

"Not sure, he's tough though and doesn't want Hamilton to win, that's for sure" Blake answers me.

Then we hear Max passing outside, had almost forgotten about him.

"That took him longer than normal" Michael comments and we look at the screen, his pit stop was 3.6 seconds long. An eternity for the Redbull team. But awesome news for us. Bottas had already left the pit lane, his pit stop was 2.4 seconds long.

The grid is now Daniel, Carlos, Alonso, Hamilton, Bottas, and then Max. Alonso is still holding Hamilton back. Normally, I'd guess Carlos would box soon and maybe even Alonso, but since I know Carlos has some personal motivation against Daniel, I feel like he's going to hold on the longer he can and the same goes for Alonso regarding Hamilton.

We're at the final 10 laps now and nothing has changed, except Carlos is dangerously closer to Daniel now. Alonso still hasn't let Hamilton go by him, repeating the Hungaroring events. I hear the signal of the radio, indicating we're about to hear some communication between Daniel and his engineer, and my chest tightens. It's Daniel's voice that comes on then.

"Something wrong. I'm losing power" Fuck. No.

"Sainz is at your tail. Can you hold on?" the engineer asks.

"I don't know. Fuck. It's just not working. How much's the difference?"

"Less than 1 second"

"Fuck. Why hasn't he boxed yet?"

"His tires are in real bad condition. But I don't think he's going to do it now"

"I'll put some pressure on him"

"Negative. Negative. Stay away"

"Not going to touch him. Pinky promise" Bastard. I can hear the smirk in his voice, even though this is extremely dangerous and insane pressure, Daniel's still having the time of his life.

9 laps to go.

8 laps to go.

Carlos almost overtakes Daniel.

"Engine's not good. Can you do something?" Daniel asks.

"Negative. 7 laps to go mate, just hold it"

"Understood"

On the big straight of the 51st lap, Carlos overtakes Daniel, but then on the next turn, Daniel takes back his position. The sequel of turns that follows is the most nerve-wracking thing I've ever seen in my life, they're so close to each other, and at such a high speed that if they simply touch tires they would fly off the track and everything would be lost to both of them, maybe even their lives.

"Hamilton passed Alonso, mate. Watch out" the engineer informs him, and I look at the screen. Fuck.

"Fuuuuck" Daniel says on the radio.

It's the 52nd lap now, only 4 more to go and Carlos doesn't even signal a pit stop. He's going to try to make the whole race without it.

"Ferrari is not happy with him" Michael laughs a dark laugh. I knew he had a history of being stubborn but this is too much.

"His tires are at less than 10% integrity. How is he still going?" I ask.

There's the big straight again and Carlos falls a bit behind Daniel, but I've watched enough to know that that doesn't necessarily mean a good thing. Just as I predicted, he tries to use Daniel's vacuum to gain more speed and overtake him, Daniel doesn't let him through and get in front of him, making him almost go off track. That would be a "normal" movement, except Hamilton was using Carlos' vacuum in his favor and, when Carlos is forced to change directions, Hamilton hits his back left tire, which makes it blows off and it's a mess from then on.

Daniel is far from the whole ordeal by now, safe and sound, thankfully. But Carlos spins in the track, taking Hamilton with him. They both go off track and Max flies by, followed by Bottas, Charles (where did he come from?), and then Alonso.

"Are they alright?" It's the first thing that comes up to me to ask.

"Fuck! That was crazy. Is everyone ok?" Daniel asks on the radio.

"Positive. Everyone's ok. Keep going, mate. 3 more laps to go" the engineer informs him.

"Who's behind me now? Bottas?" Daniel asks.

"Max. But he's at least 2 seconds behind, we should be fine" I hear the engineer say and it's like I can almost breathe again. Daniel's going to win this thing. He's so close now.

"It wasn't Daniel's fault, was it? Can they punish him in some way for the accident?" I ask Michael.

"Don't know. He was defending his position, but he's been closing in Carlos ever since the begging of the race. Depends on how Ferrari and Mercedes spin this, they'll try anything that favors them" Michael explains to me in a worried tone.

They're in the final lap and Daniel's been clearly losing speed. Something's wrong with the engine. But it's the final lap, just a few more moments, come on baby, you can do it. Max is so close to him though, I wouldn't be surprised if the winner was declared based on the replay of the finishing line. The big straight comes up and Dan has to stay out of Max's front, so as to not give him any advantages.

I can barely see it, but at the same time, I can't take my eyes off the screen.

"Full force now mate, final sector. You can win this" the engineer says on the radio but Daniel doesn't respond. Max is right by his side, he's going to pass him.

There's smoke coming out of his car, the whole thing is going to blow off any second now. Oh my god, please just a few more seconds.

5 turns to go.

4 turns to go.

3 turns to go. Max overtakes him. Shit.

2 turns to go. Daniel wins his place on the podium back.

Final turn. Daniel's in the front, barely. They cross the finish line and the whole garage explores with cheering. There are people running outside to wave at him. I can only smile and hold my own head like it would fall off otherwise. He did it. He fucking did it.

"Woo-hoo! Yes! Yes! Fuck yes!" I can hear Daniel on the radio, screaming his lungs out.

"Good job mate. Spectacular work. First-class, really! Well done!" the engineer cheers on.

The next thing I know, Michael is hugging me and lifting me from the ground just to puck me back down and Blake lift me up again. I can only laugh at their excitement. I'm so happy for Daniel I can barely grasp it!

"Let's go!" Blake puts me down and runs outside the garage. I follow him out, to the place where Daniel is stopping the car, a bunch of smoke coming out and some people with fire extinguishers around it.

He's got his fists up, celebrating. But is still inside the car. Then he takes off the steering wheel and handles it to one of the mechanics waiting outside. He gets out of the car and stands on top of it, smokes still coming out from behind. It's a nice picture. I just hoped he got away from that thing before it explodes, but it's a nice picture, can't deny it.

Then he jumps down and run towards the crew, jumping over them, helmet still on. Everybody is celebrating and cheering, I can only laugh and clap at the scene before me. So much joy and happiness going on, the energy is amazing! Then I can see Daniel looking around, but since his helmet is still on, I have no idea what he's doing. Somebody seems to understand though and they wave at me, calling me to come closer. I approach, but I'm still unsure, don't want to get in the middle of the team's celebration. But Daniel grabs me, pulling me closer and hugging me. I just laugh, can't barely see him with the suit and helmet still on. He's saying something, but I can't understand a thing.

"What?" I laugh at his attempts to communicating with me. He opens his helmet visor and repeats.

"I fucking won baby!" He yells laughing.

"I know! I know! You won Dan! I'm so proud! You're the best baby!"

"I need to get this thing off" he says struggling to get the helmet and the balaclava off, when he finally manages to do it, he jumps over the fence that was separating us and hugs me again, lifting me in the air and kissing me deeply, making everyone around us cheer even louder and I smile against his lips. I wrap my legs around him and he keeps kissing me, only after a few seconds do I pull away to breathe and he touches our foreheads. I laugh again, just enjoying the feeling of pure happiness for him.

"I'm so proud of you. You were so good. This is crazy" I whisper to him.

"Get used to it, cause there's more where it came from" he answers kissing me again.

[rightsockjin]

Cowboys and cowboy culture did not come from mexico. There were native and black cowboys in America and even regular white ones. Before you post stuff actually know and be factually educated about American history and history of ALL races not just your own especially when its not true.

Howdy! 🤠You’re totally right. At least about one thing. There were cowboys in America of color! Cool! Good job! Now let’s break this down because one thing I never do is speak out of my behind. I am very well educated so I don’t mind helping you learn as well! The “Cowboy” began by the Rio Grande. That’s the river you need to cross to come into America from Mexico in case you were wondering. I know geography is difficult. Hehe. The FIRST EVER cowboys were from SPAIN(there is even an argument that Vaquero culture was already present within the indigenous before that and that the Spanish only helped to “train” them).They colonized the people in Mexico (at this point Texas was in Mexico- weird right cuz now it’s part of the US) and so they pushed that culture onto the INDIGENOUS PEOPLE OF MEXICO. The NATVIE PEOPLE of Mexico. Again. These were people who were already in Mexico and at this time Texas was a part of Mexico. Keep that in mind when I say MEXICO. Have you ever heard of a Buckaroo? OH WAIT!! Just kidding that’s what the ENGLISH SPEAKING MEN CALLED 𝘝𝘈𝘘𝘜𝘌𝘙𝘖𝘚 because they didn’t know how to pronounce the SPANISH word- Vaquero which means “cow herder” in Spanish.Now. When did I say that there weren’t any people of color who were cowboys?? I don’t remember writing that? Yes I was aware that there were people of color who were cowboys because GUESS WHAT, Mexico is not a homogeneous people. We are of all colors! Furthermore, Mexican is not a race. How about you learn basic vocabulary before you post anonymously? I also mentioned in the post that part of the culture that was associated 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 being a Vaquero was native but didn’t want to speak too much on it because that part of the culture I am not as well versed in and said that if you make FUN OF WHAT THEY WEAR you are making fun of two cultures and that doesn’t sit right with me. Which is why I posted the post to start with. I’m not cool with people disrespecting my culture and parts of other peoples just because they feel like it. Finally, I will end this with what you said to me. Make sure that 𝘺𝘰𝘶 educate yourself on ALL races (including ones that are not races so I will say instead-cultures because apparently you need to learn them all now) not just whatever you THINK you know. I’ll include some links and if you have any questions feel free to ask us! We actually really love history and I just finished taking a class on Mexican art history since I enjoy my own culture and the MANY races that can be part of it so we could have a good convo about lots of other stuff you would like!:) Ah right I forgot, yes- in conclusion, Vaquero culture was brought to the Mexican indigenous people by Spain who colonized us. Then, Americans took that. Are you trying to take that from us as well?? Because they already beat you to it . If your issue is my race- or me being a POC, hi- I am POC. My WHOLE family is very brown. My grandfather, in fact, is a Vaquero. He wears the hats and the shirts and the boots and the whole get up. So is My Uncle. Both men are very BROWN with indigenous features. Do the math. Thanks for your concerns but please educate yourself. Here are some link to help with that and some pics! I hope this a was useful and feel free to message with anymore incorrect assumptions about MY culture. (Lol like that it’s a race and POC aren’t cowboys hahahahahahaha) have a nice day!

I’ll leave you with a quote from my VERY BROWN DAD. “Es mejor mantener la boca cerrada y que piensen que eres un tonto que abrí la boca y despejar todas las dudas” that’s translated to “it’s better to keep your mouth shut and let people think you’re stupid than to open your mouth and leave no doubt.” (i.e. saying stupid things without research. Google is free)

Side note: I LOVE Vaquero BTS🥰

Scholarly links

Yeehaw link 1

Yeehaw link 2

And here’s a cute little picture of OG cowboys

Please notice their features and how they ambiguous the look.

And also here’s more of the cowboy influence

This is the traditional folkloric dance clothing from Tamaulipas which is the Mexican state closest to the Texas.

Once again, Google is free 💜 🤠✌🏽

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[sevi007]

HOlaaaa de nuevo Sevi, vengo a gritarte después de mucho tiempo porque tengo ideas y preguntas random frescas.

Ahora, ¿sabías que existe un Eggman AMABLE? Se llama Dr. Eggman NEGA y es básicamente una versión de un futuro de 200 años quien es bastante dulce, respetuoso y eso, sin embargo, es mucho más terrible, despiadado y violento que la versión del Eggman "Moderno" de los juegos. Así que, dado a que es un descendiente del Doctor que conocemos, me pregunté ¿cómo sería una versión del agente Stone para este Doctor?

Y quise también venir a plantearte la duda JAJA. ¿Consideras que se debe colocar una personalidad que contraste con su amabilidad o mantener la característica personalidad que tenemos de Stone?

Hello again Sevi, I come to yell at you after a long time because I have fresh ideas and random questions. Now, did you know that there is a KIND Eggman? His name is Dr. Eggman NEGA and he is basically a version from a 200 year future who is quite sweet, respectful, and yet much more terrible, ruthless, and violent than the "Modern" version of Eggman from the games. So, since he's a descendant of the Doctor we know, I wondered what a version of Agent Stone would look like for this Doctor? And I also wanted to come to ask you the question HAHA. Do you think that a personality should be placed that contrasts with his kindness or keep the characteristic personality that we have of Stone?

Hope it's okay when I google translate that, Bruce, so people understand what the prompt for this was =D

Well, I had to read up on this NEGA Eggman, and from what I understood, the kindness of him is only fake (?), and he's actually quite a bit worse than the Eggman we know. XD so much so that I wonder... well. If Stone, in any form, would actually be ACCEPTED as his assistant. Of course it's funny to imagine that Stone in any universe is always the one exception - quite like:

Eggman: *monologue about destroying humanity*

Stone: Doctor, your coffee.

Eggman: *interrupts himself* Ah, finally! *continues monologuing*

(Sorry I like slapstick XD)

But on the other hand, if you really, really want to keep a ruthless man like NEGA Eggman in-character, that would probably not work out. You would either have to make Stone more ruthless himself (which would probably make him... not the Stone we know anymore, because he works as a kind of foil to Eggman, most of the time) or you would have to have Eggman experience something so profound and humbling, something where Stone actually has to help him out of his own free will, that he gets of his high horse a little and has to (grudgingly) come to accept help from another person.

[fireflykaizoku]

Hii Lari! I heard that your mail service is the best and I came to test it!

So, the last time I saw and talked to Zoro in person was when he was just a pirate hunter, he stayed a few months on the island where I live and I think something like love happened to both of us, but unfortunately he had to leave to follow his dream.

Basically I wish you could get him to send a Longing Letter or Apology Letter back to fem!Reader.

And if possible, curse him for me for taking so long to send a letter back.

Please take your time and have a great week💖🌷

Duda my love! Don't worry, I scolded Zoro when he told me about what he did! 😡 The letter will arrive soon! Have a great weekend and take care ❤

Hello again,

I don’t know how start this letter, I really don’t. It took me so long to have the courage to write something, and I guess I should start with an apology; it seems the right thing to do. So, I’m sorry, (Y/N). I’m sorry for leaving the island when something was apparently going on between us. To be honest, it took me long to realize my feelings, and to realize that you probably felt the same for me. But back then, I had to go to follow my dream and I hope you understand that. I know it wasn’t the best choice, but it was what I thought it was right.

Much have changed ever since, I’m not a pirate hunter anymore. Ironically, I’m part of a pirate crew now, and you probably heard of my captain already. He’s reckless, and thanks to him, we’re on our way to your island right now. I hope that we can see each other and talk for hours like we used to. I can ask our stupid cook to prepare your favorite food, if you’d like.

Damn, I miss our talks; I miss being around you; I miss the way you played with my hair and just touched my face, making me feel flustered for some reason (that now I understand why). I miss your laugh and you helping me find my way back whenever I got lost; I miss stargazing with you, and I also miss our steamy nights together.

Know that I think of you every day, I wonder if you followed your dreams that you told be about, and if you’re with… Someone else. If you are, I’ll understand and you don’t have to write me back.

I hope you can forgive me, and if you want, I want to see you again when the ship dock in a couple of days. I believe we have so much to talk about, huh?

Sincerely,

Roronoa Zoro.

[isaiahriley]

¡Y ay Gilly, no cabe duda que también de dolor se canta cuando llorar no se puede! 

— ACÁ ENTRE NOS (1992), VICENTE FERNÁNDEZ

happy holidays @larlies from your secret santa! i really hope you like it ☺️💗

TRANSLATION: (Note: These lyrics might sound clunky in English. Keep in mind when non-English songs are translated into English, they often don’t capture the magic, depth, and meaning that the song holds in its original language.)

Just between us, I want you to know the truth. I haven't stopped loving you, there in my sorrowful loneliness.

Just between us, I will always remember you. And now that you're not by my side, there's nothing left but to confess,

That I can't take it anymore, that I'm hating without hate. Because I'm breathing through the wound.

And oh Martín Gilly, there's no doubt that we also sing from pain when we can't cry!

[napo-con-fritas]

20 Questions, Writer’s Edition!

Thank you @ailec-12 for the tag!!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

35, mostly one-shots

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

41 119 words

3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

Only two in AO3: Percy Jackson (and its sequels), and The Century Trilogy

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

A Tale of a New Beginning

The Benefit of Doubt

A Hundred and Fifty Nine Hours

A Doctor for a Sick Patient

Happy Coming Of Age

5. Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

Yep, I try to. I sometimes forget but if somebody is nice enough to comment, I try to be kind and reply, besides I love it when authors answer to my comments on their works

6. What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

For all that I love angst, the only two I can think that have an angsty ending are "Isn't Blood Thicker Than Water?" and "Boy's Telegram"

7. What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

I'm not sure it's the happiest, but it's hopeful and I like it: "Shut Up, Six, A Ten Is Speaking"

8. Do you write crossovers? If so, what's the craziest one you've written?

I haven't yet, but I have a few thought out. Definitely a Star Wars+Riordanverse one, and a HP+Riordanverse too

9. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

I don't think I have, I can't remember if I did

10. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope, but if I did, I'd write full feelings, not much porn (a disappointment to many people, no me cabe duda)

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I know of a fic that's similar enough to one I did, but since it's not exactly the same... admittedly, I haven't the balls to straight up ask, so that's on me

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yep, somebody translated a fic of mine into Russian, I'm very honoured

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope, but it sounds fun. Wait, no, my cousin and I did write a hilariously cringe fic on the summer we were 12 or 13... I think we should publish it to make people laugh

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

Hard question. I have many. Ironically, the ship I've written the most about is one I don't like much anymore

15. What's a WIP that you want to finish but don't think you ever will?

I have a suspense story I've written enough of, but I'm missing crucial bits. I have a bunch of historical AUs for Percy Jackson, the other day I found a couple of Harry Potter ideas... I have lots I want to finish but I'm slow and easily distracted

16. What are your writing strengths?

I have no idea. I'm careful with dates and ages and that shit, if chronological consistency is a strength, then it's mine

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I don't proof read. And I'm not great with dialogue (too many descriptions)

18. What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

I prefer using only short phrases, or even just words, to imply they're speaking another language. Perhaps let the reader know by explicitly saying they've switched languages.. I'm not a fan of full dialogues in other languages because going back to the notes to find the translations is tiresome

19. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

Percy Jackson with my cousin, but although I can't remember for sure, I'm almost certain I must've written for Harry Potter or Narnia when I was a little girl

20. What's your favourite fic you've written?

Uuuufff... em.. I'm terribly fond of: "Of Babysitting and Disney Features", "Nerds", "Happy Coming of Age" (found family is my favourite trope), and "It's Called A Cruel Irony" (it was interesting to get into the mind of an objectively not nice person)

Tagging (no pressure): @malloryiswlw @liperbicons @blackpebbletoad @crushing-on-nico-di-angelo @euriipides and whoever else wants to do it!

[deitiesofduat]

Another older question from my personal account -- not sure when it was asked so it may be delayed, sorry again! Also going to translate and answer in English if that’s okay? [ Google Translate ]

@elias18sposts asked: “Hola tenicola mucho gusto!! Quiero decirte que soy un gran admirador de tu trabajo y de la mitología egipcia!! Mi diosa favorita es hathor y debo decir que me encanta la tuya!! Te quería hacer una pregunta si no te molesta.. Sucede que desde que leí el mito de Osiris e Isis y tengo una duda. Cuando Osiris se convirtió en rey de los muertos y del Duat ¿cuando se ve con Isis? Después de su segunda muerte nunca se vuelven a ver? Como acordarás ese tema en tu trama??”

Translation: “Hello tenicola, nice to meet you! I want to tell you that I am a great admirer of your work and of Egyptian mythology !! My favorite goddess is hathor and I must say that I love yours !! I wanted to ask you a question if she doesn't bother you .. It happens that since I read the myth of Osiris and Isis and I have a question. When Osiris became king of the dead and of the Duat, when is he seen with Isis? After his second death, they never see each other again? How will you agree on that theme in your plot?”

Hola, Gracias! -- Hello, and thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoy the project, and that you like Hathor’s design! I hope the project has been okay to follow, even in English (?) Hopefully I can make the tumblr and new website a little bit more translation-friendly when I have the means 🙏

For your question -- I’m still figuring this bit out, but the main point I’m settled on is that Osiris and Isis are not currently separated in the main storyline. However, in the backstory, they were separated for a long time during The Contendings, at least until Isis was able to find Osiris’s body and properly resurrect him.

After he’s resurrected, Osiris is bound to Duat because of the nature of his death and his role as the King of the Underworld. Meaning, he cannot access the mortal realm anymore -- or if he can, it is under very limited conditions. But in DEITIES, Duat is also home to the gods, which means Isis can come and go through that realm, as often as she pleases (and most deities can do the same).

So Isis and Osiris do interact with each other -- they even have a shared palace in Duat, in addition to their own estates/temples. And even though they are very busy with all their royal tasks as king and queen, they are making up for lost time with each other, after the events following Osiris’s death + resurrection.

Hathor’s Profile: https://deitiesproject.com/characters/#hathor

Isis’s Profile: https://deitiesproject.com/characters/#isis

Osiris’s Profile: https://deitiesproject.com/characters/#osiris

[to-the-moon-and-never-back00]

To the man I love the most,

• August 1,2021

Hi, kung nababasa mo to ngayon, siguro tayo na ulit. (sana nga 🥺) Basta umaasa pa rin ako. Kasi no matter how many times I tried to leave, I know deep in my heart na babalik ako. I would even run back to you the moment na kailanganin mo ako. I love you so much. I just want to make sure na hindi na ako masasaktan gaya ng nangyari noon. Sorry kung minsan tinutulak kita palayo. I'm just confused kasi di ko na alam yung gagawin ko sa mga mixed signals na binibigay mo.

Once na pumayag akong makipagbalikan sayo, ibig sabihin lang nun buo na ulit yung tiwala ko. Sigurado na ako sayo. I really hope you don't break my trust kasi hirap akong ibuo yun. Trusting you again means I would willingly let you point a gun pointed at my heart. I wish you never pull that trigger.

I know I was broken, I don't know if I am still, but I did my best every day to pick up all the pieces. Healing is not linear. Minsan magulo ako. Minsan nattrigger nga anxiety. Sana hindi ka magsawa na intindihin lahat ng yon. Be patient with me as I am still healing from those things that broke me. I don't know kung hanggang kailan ako ganun. I don't know kung ganun parin ako pag nabasa mo na 'to. But one thing is for sure, I would risk jumping off that cliff again para lang makasama ka. I will risk it all, like I always do. I know I could heal with you by my side. Help me. Alam ko naman na gagawin mo rin yun kahit di ko sabihin. Masyado lang siguro akong nag ooverthink hehe.

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• September 6, 2021

I found a quote on tiktok, it says "...True love never surrender. It always finds a way to understand the pain." Kahit na ano pa yung nangyari noon, it will never change the fact na mahal kita. Pinipili ko pa ring mahalin ka sa kabila ng lahat. Ikaw yung paulit ulit kong pipiliin. "nag iisang tiyak, sa isang libong duda"

I also want to say, Thank you for loving me in all ways that you know. Thank you for staying in my life kahit na ilang beses na tayong nayanig ng mga pagsubok. Thank you hindi ka sumuko. Thank you sa walang sawang pag-intindi. Thank you sa mga oras na nilalaan mo para makausap at makasama ako. Salamat sa pagmamahal mo. Kung hindi dahil sayo, hindi ko matututunan mahalin pa ang sarili ko. Higit sa lahat, salamat dahil patuloy mo akong ginagabayan papalapit kay Lord.

Sa mahigit na isang taon na ang nakalipas mula noong minahal kita. Still the best decision I made na hinayaan kitang pumasok sa buhay ko at piliing mahalin ka. If God would let me, I will love you for the rest of my life. I never want to be away from you anymore. I am very willing to spend this lifetime with you. Mahal na mahal kita, siguro araw araw ko naman sinasabi yun sayo.

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September 17,2021

Walang katumbas yung kasiyahan na nararamdaman ko ngayong araw. Maraming salamat kasi lagi mo akong binibigyan ng dahilan para ngumiti araw araw. Hindi pa rin ako makapaniwala na boyfriend na ulit kita. Ito na yung perfect timing na binigay saatin ni Lord. Ito na yung pinagdadasal natin noon. The moment finally came at hinding hindi ko yun sasayangin.

Ilang buwan akong naghintay, the long wait is totally worth it. Halos nasanay na nga ako sa set up natin noon. Sabi ko ng sa sarili ko baka kailangan ko mag adjust. But then I realized that I have loved since then, kung ano yung ginagawa ko noon pareho lang ngayon. I'll just shower you with love every single day hihi cuz you deserve it.

Sa lahat lahat ng pinagdaanan natin, hindi tayo sumuko sa isa't isa. I'm so proud of what we have become. Natuto na tayo and we are both ready to continue our journey as a couple.

I promise you that I will be the best partner in the world. Hinding hindi kita iiwan. I will always make you happy. I will always care for you. Aalagaan kita in every way that I know. I will be there for you whenever you need me. I will always understand you. Kasi you always have. I'm your girl, your partner in life, cuddle buddy, your future wife and your home. Always and forever.

We have a long journey ahead of us. I am so excited to be with you 'til the end. I love you, I always have and I always will. We will continue make more memories together. We will continue to be the best versions of ourselves. We will continue to cherish the moments we have. We have a lifetime waiting for us, love.

I can't wait to love more today, tomorrow and always.

Mahal na mahal kita sean ko. I promise to make it worth your while.

The happiest woman on earth,

Laila 💙