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golddaggers · 4 years ago

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Flores

pairing: thor x reader

a/n: it’s suprise surprise nsfw. it’s been a while since i wrote something smutty so. i hope you guys enjoy it. i might’ve indulged myself a bit by making the reader brazillian, but other than that, there’s not really many mentions to her appearance. unless you wanna picture me and thor. im joking..... or am i. ahahahah (also i should warn that there’s a few bits in portuguese BUT i explain what they are talking about so you should be fine if you don’t speak my sweet language)

word count: 4,5k+

music to this: flores by luiza sonza

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The night air was hot and humid. It’d rained a little earlier. It wasn’t anything new to me, when you’re born in Brazil, these unstable forecasts were the rule. Either way, being back here was odd, even more when, by my side, I had, with no actual joke, a god.

The two of us had been assigned a mission. It was pretty ridiculous. Tony and Steve both knew about the stupid infatuation I had towards him. Ugh. To this moment, I had no idea how I had gone through two consecutive days without jumping on him.

Daring to look at him, it wasn't hard to spot the aggressive tan on his skin. An angry red colour covering the entirety of his torso, now covered by a loose, sleeveless shirt, which, may I add, displayed the bulging muscles of his arms. Despite looking fine, all smiling and curious to his surroundings, I knew, once we were back at the hotel, he'd be begging me to put some cool cream on his back.

Much of a whining baby for a superhero.

I can't bite back a chuckle, which draws his attention, a brow up in question.

"It's nothing," I shrugged it off, "Just… the people, they can't stop staring at you."

"Is it jealousy I hear in your voice, my lady?"

A wave of embarrassment rushes through me, so I look away. I wasn't jealous, no, but I wasn't happy either with all the attention he was getting. Beautiful women, far prettier than I was myself, were just waiting for their turn to come at him. I knew he wouldn't act on it out of respect. We were here in business and nothing else, not that it helped anyway. A bitter aftertaste in the back of my mouth was all I got.

There's a brief smirk resting on his pink lips, it's so fast I'm not sure it was there in the first place. Thor grabs my elbow, gently guiding me towards the kiosk I told him I wanted to go.

Part of our mission was to mingle with the locals, get as much information as we could to track down the guy we were looking for. Since I was the only one in our team that spoke Portuguese, it was obvious that I should be heading the mission here. My backup, however, was a surprise. Thor offered himself to go with me. He wanted to visit the warm, beautiful lands of southern America. Or so he said.

Tony, the insensitive prick, said that just the two of us would be enough. I insisted that maybe Wanda or Natasha should tag along, only to have it waved it away.

Here we were, in the middle of a small town, nowhere near finding the son of a bitch and my sanity going down the drain.

"Boa noite!" The waiter mumbled, his caramel skin shining under the moonlight. A shoulder-length, jet-black hair framing his face. I could tell he was nice, "Vocês preferem sentar aqui fora ou numa mesa lá dentro?"

Thor's eyes fell on me, unsure of what to answer. My mind's worries soon washed away - being completely honest, it felt good to feel needed by him.

"Aqui fora. Com um calor desses, acho que eu ia fritar aí dentro. Ele também" Pointing with a thumb back at Thor, "não tá acostumado. Parece um camarão depois de um dia na praia."

He laughs, resting a hand on my shoulder, which earns a stern look from the big Thunder God. He just wasn't used to all the touching we had here, so an arm suddenly clasps around my shoulders, tugging me closer to him. I lose my balance for a second, my hand gripping at his shirt so I don't fall down.

The waiter looks at him for an instant, dumbfounded, almost frightened, by his abrupt motion. I couldn't blame him though, the way Thor was looking at the poor guy would’ve sent the bravest soldiers running. I shot him a wrathful glare.

"Olha, traz uma cerveja e uma água de côco, por favor." A mortified feature takes up my face as I look towards the waiter, making sure to also quickly apologise for Thor's behaviour.

"Claro, claro…" Swallowing dryly, it's palpable he's not comfortable anymore, "Alguma preferência pela cerveja?"

Shoot. I understood nothing of beers and Thor would cause a scene if they brought him a weak one. I glance at him, uncertain. He still has a strong arm around my shoulder, the smile is much softer though. It feels like he's saying it doesn't matter.

"Hmm, que é que você tem de forte aí?"

"Heineken talvez?"

"É, me parece bom."

After one measured smile, the boy disappears to get the orders and I untangle myself from the strong grip. Thor wears a sheepish look, knowing damn well I would give him a piece of my mind for acting this way. As if a scrawny guy like that could pose a threat to me.

Huffing, I shake my head and walk to the far left wing of the kiosk, looking for a half-decent table. They all seemed worn out and old. At last, I take a seat at the one who allows me to look at the people by the beach, the night's about to start. For a brief moment, I recall all those years ago, when I was like that. Carefree and uncomplicated, my feet buried in white sand.

"Are you okay?" It's deep and resonating, he's sitting across me, blocking my view slightly, "You are not giving me the ‘cold shoulder’, as you Midgardians say, are you?"

"Thor," The blue in his eyes gets me thrown off, I struggle to voice what I want to tell him, "Listen, you can't act like that, okay? We can’t draw attention to us."

"I am beyond sorry, little one," He does look like it, "He touched you and I just... I am clueless as to why I lost my senses the way I did."

"I’m hurt you think I cannot take up that guy," Snorting, I allow myself a short laugh, "If I remember correctly, I tackled you down the first time we met."

A large smile rules his features, shoulders falling down in relaxation. One of the things that made me even more head over heels for him was this. The quiet intimacy we shared. A peaceful friendship.

Something about the way he stared at me got me all wobbly. Intense and burning. Fuck. I needed to get over this, whatever this was, this teenager crush crap. He was my friend. And my colleague. If feelings got in the way, it would be a liability for me. I wouldn't have it.

"It was not about your fighting skills," Thor starts, clasping his hands together, "I just-"

Before the sentence met its end, the waiter arrived. Thor cursed, in what I thought to be Old Norse, under his breath, fury scrambling up his handsome features while two drinks were placed in front of us. I have to purse my lips to prevent a giggle.

The guy was gone as soon as he scribbled down onto the small paper controlling our order. We were alone once more, a few couples seated away from us, chatting quickly. I couldn't seem to pay attention to that, not when this magnetic force of a man, a god, kept staring at me. Analysing my features, my reactions.

Somehow I was left a queasy mess, sipping on my water, gazing at the cool green coconut between my hands.

"How come you find this tasty?" Thor questioned then, finally glancing away and taking a swig from the green bottle.

"It's cold and sweet," I shrugged, "Wanna' taste it?" There's a puzzling gleam in his eyes, "Come on, sit beside me so you can take a sip."

A grin beams on my face as I pat on the empty chair beside me. In a matter of seconds I can feel the warmth he radiates, my eyes capturing from a closer view what our little beach rendezvous gifted him with.

Thor looks at me in expectation.

"Go ahead."

"You mind not that we share the - how is this called?"

"Straw? Nah. Sip it up." Rubbing his back soothingly, a small wince of pain retching the gorgeous expression he had before, "Are you okay?"

A smile is quick to creep up on his lips, "Yes. I fear the sun was merciless with me."

"Oh yes, I’m sure of it. You were not ready for the Brazilian warmth," My right hand fell to his knee, "Besides, I should have remembered to bring sunblock."

He nods, glancing at the coconut for a moment then back at me.

"How come you are not red as me?" Curiosity soaks up the cobalt in his irises, "Instead your skin shines like gold."

Leaning in towards him, I chuckle, my face partially hidden in the width of his bicep. Anyone on the outside would probably think we were together - God knows I wished that was true.

"I am not white as you are, Thor," His fingers toy with the hem of my white sundress and I indulge him, "Now, are you stalling because you don't want to drink my coconut water?"

While he busied himself figuring out how he feels about the drink, I examined the surroundings. I felt as if someone had been watching us, but there was nothing except the hungry eyes of the people who fancied to be in my place. Sitting beside him. I shrug, sliding my hand down his bicep and squeezing softly.

We stayed for a few extra minutes, we’d been wandering all day and, although it was only half past nine, I was no longer in the mood to do any more exploring. This guy, wherever he might be hiding, seemed to have vanished from Earth. Which, considering, could actually be a possibility.

I was still hopeful by the time I returned to New York, I’d have at a clue. Something to point us in the right direction.

The hotel we were staying at was a five minute walk from the kiosk and we made our way in absolute silence. Tony had arranged, quite conveniently, a room for the both of us. To my surprise, it was a double bed room. And we were supposed to share. Ugh. Tony was such a pain in my ass. I would break his nose the second I stepped inside his freaking building.

The room wasn’t as luxurious as one might think. The bed had had its bedspreads and pillowcases changed while we were out, I could smell the lavender softener when I fell onto it, pulling one of the fluffy pillows to a childish hug, my nose buried. They had also left the Air Conditioner on, the cool a nice reliever to heat I was feeling.

By the time I looked up, Thor had discarded his shirt and tactel shorts. He’d bought a hideous pair of shorts when we arrived at the beach, I suggested he buy another one, but he was adamant. I laughed aloud when he walked out of the bathroom on them, and he’d been a bit annoyed because of it. A smile crept into my face, my brain not quite digesting the fact he was almost entirely bare in front of me.

“I think I will take you up on that offer to use that creamy thing on me,” He mumbled, scratching the back of his head, “Norns, my skin feels like it is...”

“Burning?” I said and he nodded, “I had a few of those, nothing a good lotion can’t help. Tomorrow I will spray so much sunblock on you, you’ll look like a snowman.”

A hearty laugh slipped as he sat down on the bed. I licked my lips, a bit lost on the edges of his abs, before I stood up, scavenging my bag for some Nivea. It was a small package, the only one I could find in the small store at the end of the block, right around the time I figured out he’d be asking me to do that.

With the cream on my hand, I got back on the bed, standing on my knees so I could better apply it. His shoulders coiled when I started rubbing his back, despite my touch being feather-like. I asked, a whisper, if he wanted me to stop, he just grunted to keep going, which I did.

Everything was… tight. All his muscles in place, shaped after a marble statue, or so it seemed. I went lower, reaching his hips, Thor leaned onto my hands, his head falling back a bit. The way he looked, all careless, made me sigh, reaching for more cream. It was time to take care of that angry red chest.

“Could you… Um… Lie down?” My stupid hesitance made him beam, cocky, nodding, “Ok, good. How are you feeling?”

“Hmmm, much better.”

Lids shut and arms spread wide, he was the perfect image of someone utterly relaxed. I poured some more lotion on my hand, starting at the crooks of his neck, a circle motion as I descended to his pecks, feeling the fair hairs there, unnoticeable unless you looked up close.

As I continued, I couldn’t help but allow my mind to wander. I thought about the first time I realised the stupid infatuation, how had been as silly as him offering me a glass of water, a nice smile shining on his face, the unshaven face worried. We had come back from a battle, I’d been hurt, nothing too serious, or so doctor Yumi said, even so, he was concerned about my health, checking up on me.

It didn’t fool me in the slightest, I knew the affection came from our friendship. I would be lying, however, if I said it didn’t impact me.

In all seriousness, I was worth an award for keeping it together. Massaging his chest, feeling the stiffness under my fingertips, hearing soft sounds of enjoyment - I couldn’t lie even if I wanted to, I was aroused. My panties were growing uncomfortable and painful even, the rhythmic throb distracting me further.

“My sweetheart?”

“Sorry. Did you say something?”

“Yes, I said we should take another approach when looking for this guy.”

“Uh-uh? What do you suggest we do?”

Stopping, I looked up for a moment. Deep blue gazing at me for a moment too long, then he shook his head, sitting upright. I touched his shoulder gently, Thor was quick to snatch my hand and wrap it between his.

“We should go around the edges… Find people associated with him. Someone is bound to turn him in, or at least point us in the right direction.”

“That sounds, um, reasonable.” He made a sound in agreement, “Listen, I’m gonna take a shower, okay?”

“Yes, it is quite alright. Thank you for working wonders with those fingers.”

“It was nothing.”

The sweat at the bottom of my spine made me quiver, or maybe it was the dangerous way Thor looked at me. Part of me was hopeful I wasn’t misreading the signs… But even if it was the case, I couldn’t act on it, so I stood up, walking to the bathroom, the change of temperature was abrupt, it was much warmer there.

Someone had changed the towels as well, all of them white, fluffy and with the hotel’s brand embroidered to it. I picked one up, placing it closer to the shower box - inside, a glass shelf was packed with shampoo, conditioner and soap, all sealed and closed. It would be nice to have a cool shower, certainly it would help with the flush of warmth between my legs.

I tossed the dress on the floor, slipping out of my panties in a rush. Staring myself in the mirror above the sink, I noticed the bronze shade my skin had grown into, my hair tangled and loose in soft waves - Thor had a point, I looked glowy. The thought made me laugh.

A lone toothbrush sat inside a tiny pink cup by the faucet, mine. I took it, brushing my teeth quickly, feeling refreshed as soon as they were properly clean. It felt nice. I turned on the shower, water spraying down like rain, extra cold. Just what I needed.

Before I had the chance to hop in, the door squeaked open.

"You forgot your sponge."

The voice was deep. Firm, even. Like I wasn't standing bulk naked in front of him. A surprised sound slipped, the first instinct being reaching for the towel and wrapping it around me, only then I dared to look in his direction, mortified.

"You should've knocked," It was pathetic, but I wouldn’t show how affected I was, “I could’ve been-”

“Naked? You were. And you should not be embarrassed about it.” Thor says then, staring at me blatantly, “Your body is-”

“Thor, don’t.” I took the sponge from his hands, “I need to take my shower, I’m sweaty and-”

The soft squeeze on my shoulders threw me off, a press of his lips against mine was enough to make my legs weak. They were warm and soft, I gave in without putting up a fight. Wasn’t this what I wanted all along? That he would kiss me? Why should I do anything to prevent it from happening?

There were reasons. I could reckon it. How could I remember them, however, when his touch sank lower, squeezing the flesh of my hips? A little moan came out, Thor grunting in response.

“If you want me to stop… I think you should say it now.”

“I don’t.”

He pushed me inside the box, the stark contrast between the warmth he emanated and the cold water falling down in a cascade made me cling to him harder, kissing his skin, slowly descending only to acknowledge he still had his boxers on. I bit my bottom lip, glaring up at him, Thor was such a sight to behold... I could feel my breath stuck on my throat. He massages my neck, edging me to do what I wanted, and so I did, throwing it off, a wet splash sound when it fell on the floor.

My imagination paid no justice to the full extension of his naked body, the nights I pleasured myself imagining him and here I was, with him eager for me to touch him, to give him pleasure. I wasn’t going to lie, it felt pretty powerful to have a man like that all worked up because of me.

I opened my mouth for an instant, then closed it up, deciding to stroke him instead. If anything, I would take my time with him, play my way. So I took him on my hand, squeezing, pumping up and down, my eyes stuck on his - lust dripping from him. I could nearly taste it.

Fingers threaded on my hair, Thor tugs, just hard enough to bend my head further up. I grunt. I'm not used to that, the men I've been with before weren't exactly on the rough side. It feels nice nonetheless.

Spit gathers in my mouth, I'm longing to know what’s his flavour, I’m craving to see if I can take him all in. Somewhere, lost behind my gaze of desire, I feel the ache on my knees, they’d be red and bruised later, not that I would care.

Finally, I can’t hold back anymore. The teasing has grown too much, I am an impatient woman - I wrap my lips around the pink head, feeling the throb of a vein on my tongue, a loud groan coming from him, the fistful of my own hair tight. I let him, allowing his dick to slide deeper, careful to curl my lips inward. He goes until my breaking point, I feel the air slipping, the water reaching my eyes - I don’t want to stop though, a hand cupping his balls carefully while the other scratches his lower back.

A gag makes him pull back, saliva dripping down my chin, I laugh, my hand back on him, sliding easily up and down. Thor looks nonplussed, his thumb grazing my cheek gently.

"I want to take you so bad," He mumbles, "I have wanted to since I laid my eyes on you."

"Is that so?"

Back on my feet, a nagging pain takes over my knees. I tried to move past it, pulling him into a kiss, which he responded with fervour, his touch moving toward my ass, squeezing the flesh. I moan into his mouth, gripping his neck tightly, nipping at his bottom lip.

Thor forces me up, my own legs wrapping around his waistline. I feel him so close to me, warm, and I throb again. Clenching around nothing. It feels like torture. But he kisses me again, my back pressed against the cold ceramic-tiled wall.

I think it's when he'll put himself inside me, now, with me pressed to him, my nipples hard on his chest. If we weren't under streaming water, he'd realise how wet I was. Instead, however, he puts me down. I frown before he knees in front of me.

He kisses my stomach, plays with my belly button, the rough fingertips moving down with him. I quake in anticipation. Thor bites down on my inner thigh, a mischievous smirk plastered on that goddamn beautiful face. I grab his blond hair, tugging just as he did with mine, his laugh nears a guttural sound.

“Now tell me, what is it that you wish me to do?”

A glimmer of a smile comes across my face. He wants to play a game, I will give it to him.

“Eat me.”

“Is that an order, captain?”

With my bottom lip between my teeth, I nod, no hesitations. That’s when he grabs my thighs, lifting me off the ground, as if I was weightless - being manhandled wasn’t something I was used to, but, God, with him, I’d let it.

It’s slow at first. Thor edges his way into my pussy, I still grab his hair, I make him look at me, and he does. He’s so compliant to what I want, I feel I might come just then. His nose traces a line along my inner thigh, so damn close to where I wanted his pretty mouth on, he bites, just hard enough to leave a mark. I shake above him, my heels digging into his back. Only then he starts.

A trembling gasp leaves my lips. He plays his way, savouring, like I’m the best goddamn meal he ever had. Just to watch him do it, it’s arousing, but the touch of his tongue, soft on my clit, circling then kissing. The best I ever had, definitely. He’d spoil this, too, for other men.

“So good,” My fingers are threaded deep into that silky blond cascate, “You’re such a good boy,” A moan slips, ”eating me out like that. Oh fuck.”

Thor stops suddenly, blue eyes on mine.

“What did you say?”

“I said,” Power is now coursing through me, “you’re a good boy when you do as I tell you to.”

He doesn’t say anything and dives back in, fierce. I scream, it’s the first time, no one has ever made me scream so loud, but I can’t hold it in. Thor kicks it up a notch, fingers teasing my wet entrance, I can feel myself falling. It had been a while since I’d… Though I doubt that he couldn’t rip it out of me that quick anyway.

His middle finger finally pushes in, so I clench, my back arching while my hands let the dampen hair go. I’m barely hanging, and I wasn’t quite sure when I came, his name over and over being screamed past my lips, my whole body frantic. My entire being falls into a sea of calmness.

I’m aware he’s inside me soon after. And that the water is no longer running. I cling to him, biting his shoulder each thrust of his hips against mine. He feels desperate. Eager to feel good. I don’t blame him. Not when I feel myself spiraling again, the tingling spreading from the tip of my toes.

It’s rhythmic. His deep sounds stir me. I scratch his back, he mutters my name. I want to make him mine, to have him calling my name like that over and over. He exposes my chest, kissing the skin there, getting sloppier. I realise he’s close, and so am I. Again.

That doesn’t happen often. I could only guess it had to do with his technique.

He goes first, spilling himself inside, tightening his grip, and his throbbing takes me down. We both stay hugged for a moment, the high weaning off. I feel at utmost ecstasy.

A moment later, Thor takes me to the bedroom, still dripping from the shower. I’m like jelly, so I let him take care of me. The aftercare is sweet, gentle, he dries my body, slides a cotton camisole on me and then, finally, takes place by my side. I feel in control over my body again, though I don’t want to let him go.

We stay still until there’s a knock on the door, barely a rap.

“See who is it?” I ask, a yawn following.

“You’re the one who speaks portuguese.”

“You just need gesturing."

“Sweetheart…”

I sigh, rolling my eyes. Standing up, the camisole falls to my mid-thighs, but I’m still in such a blissful state, I don’t really mind.

“Sim…?” The boy seemed embarrassed to say the least, “Aconteceu algo?”

“É que a gente recebeu… Uh, algumas reclamações.”

“Reclamação de quê?”

“Que a senhora… Bem, grita muito.”

Shame floods in. I can’t believe someone had placed a complaint about me yelling. During sex. Oh my fucking lord. That was rich. I excused myself, with deep apologies for the disturbance, and shut the door.

“What did he want?” Thor is lying flat, his head resting on his folded arms.

“I was, um, too loud. And some guests complained.”

He gazes at me for just a moment before bursting into laughter. Loud, contagious if I didn’t feel a bit bothered that other people had heard that.

“Stop laughing. This isn’t funny.”

“It’s funny to me, sweetheart.”

“Next time I will have to tone it down.”

“Next time?” He questions, gaze sparkling with curiosity, “There will be a next time?”

It’s my turn to beam, a naughty grin plastered all over my face.

“Oh my sweet boy,” I’m settled on his lap, his hands gripping the tender skin of my hips, ”Did you think I was done with you?”

“No, I did not.”

“Good,” I trace his lips with my fingers, throbbing again, eager for more and more and more of him, “What do you say we make up for the lost time?”

Thor pulls me into an urgent kiss and I can’t help but think that I’d actually be thanking Tony for giving me the best trip of my life.

tag time!

in italics if i couldn’t tag you

FOREVER

@sea040561 @momc95 @qxeen-of-hearts

MARVEL

@frenfics @mrscutiefandobhaz

THOR

@lancsnerd @rishlo @desia22

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fulokis · 5 years ago

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Rules: Answer 20 questions then tag 20 bloggers you want to get to know better

I was tagged by @ilovecatsandbaking

Name: Anna, although I’m thinking about finding a different one it’s weird for me because I don’t really mind it but I also kinda want something more gender neutral, for at least my friends to call me

Nickname: I don’t really have one that I’m called consistently, although I do know I’m a warden in one of my friends phones

Zodiac: Leo

Height: 5’5 and 3/4 only because I like to tease my mom I’m a quarter inch taller than her

Languages: English (theoretically), a small amount of German (I can form basic sentences)

Nationality: American

Favorite Season: don’t really have one but my least favorite would have to be summer because when it comes to heat in the air generated by the air I have no tolerance

Favorite flower: it’s hard to decide but I have to go with orange roses, I love them so much, unfortunately my rose plant died

Favorite sent: I love so many smells, grass on summer mornings, the smell of an industrial kitchen, music shops, old books, most food smells, my cat, I could go on and on about smells

Favorite color: Rainbow, and if that’s cheating deep dark purples are so satisfying to me

Favorite animals: wolves, and any type of bird.

Favorite fictional characters: listing my faves off the top of my head I will forget some: Revan, Eli Vanto, Ahsoka Tano, All the clone troopers, thrawn, the ghost crew, bo katan, Hk47, Numa, Embo (Star wars) catra, adora (She-ra) Crowley (Good Omens) Count Olaf (A Series Of Unfortunate Events) Loki, Wanda, Dr Strange (Marvel) Cisco, Thawne, Iris, Sarah Lance, Mick, Kara, Alex, John Jones, brainy (DC TV)

Coffee Tea or hot Chocolate; for the most part before 4 pm it’s coffee after 4 pm it’s hot chocolate, I can’t do tea even sometimes being in the same room as tea gives me a headache

Average amount of sleep: 2-4 hours restful sleep I toss and turn way to much to get decent sleep and I’ve always found I’m more awake at night

Cat or dog: I always answer this with chickens as much as I love my cats and dog the chickens are my babies and I would have gotten them sooner if my parents weren’t too afraid to bend the rules.

Number of blankets you sleep with: it depends on the time of year and whether I’m at my dorm or not. When I’m at my dorm it’s usually one blanket and it’s my 40 something year old seasame street blanket that I stole from my mom. When I’m at home it’s usually at least two, if not more but summer I try to still have one on .

Dream trip: Camping anywhere it’s been a while and I miss it, but if it’s counting places I’ve been hands down Disney world

Blog established: December 14, or 15 2015 around 8:20 am (and yes I do remember random dates and times)

Followers; on my main 306 which im sure a few are porn boys

Random Fact: I go to culinary school, which is very hands on oriented because that’s how I learn so this whole distance learning is slowly killing me because it feels like high school all over again and I didn’t do well in high school by the standards around here

I don’t like tagging people for these things but go ahead and do this if you want to.

#fuloki goes to cullinary school

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flandesuka · 6 years ago

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Yo you should answer all of these scene questions👀👀

:OOO

you think so lad???? shit dawg i was thinkin just a few at a time but if that what u want my dear nonnie i will supply

1. wats ur scene name?

i was thinkin maybe ‘gods mistake’ would be a good one but then. i found a way to make it both danganronpa related, and, even better, a fucking pun as well. ‘kamukura kamukura jasqueen’, or just ‘kamukura jasqueen’ for short is good k thxxx

2. describe ur dream outfit!

oooo gosh this ones trickyy!! there are so many good outfits out there, especially in the scene community!! but it’d have to have a few tiny elements of dr cosplay to add a lil of my dangan-weeb culture in there ofc! more specifically, id really love to get one of kazuichis jumpsuit and just wig out and add shit like this just because i could:

(id just rlly love going out in all those glowy/shiny things at night like all that haha..and yes the shoes would probably kill me/my fuckin feet if i tried to walk in them but shut up i love them theyre cute as fuck)

3. describe ur dream haircut!

oo another tricky one!! i do like my regular hair, and honestly id be lying if i said i didnt love ibuki’s hairdo too but id defs have to go with something like this!!

yaaaassss, so pretty and spikeeeey! maybe id dye my natural hair colour black and/or add some funky colours if i ever actually got this style down!

4. describe ur dream room!

i have a lot of ideas for dream bedrooms actually, but heres a visual image of one of them i found!!!

MIKU ROOM MIKU ROOM MIKU ROOM MIKU ROOM

(this specific idea arose mainly just for the aesthetic but i also find it super cute and a good environment to be in general hhhnnggg)

5. if u could make anything out of kandi, wat would u make?

oh you mean those colourful beads and bracelet things??? i love those man!!! theyre so visually appealing to me aaaaa…id probably just make a fuck-ton of those and most probably use the little letter beads to say random words/phrases like ‘aubergine’ and ‘despacito’ knowing my shitposter self lmaooo! id definitely make a sansmaeda themed one too thoo fr

6. wat would u write on ur shoez?

it’d probably range from things like a simple kaomoji doodle to something randum and stupid like ‘seesaw’ bc yes asjnd

7. wat kinda piercingz/tattooz do u hav/want?

i dont think i rlly want any real piercings (at least not atm) but id totally go for those fake stick-on gemstone lookin’ ones! and as for tattoos, i cant rlly see myself gettin one of those rn either, but id want something like a mario power-up, preferably the bell one/cat suit powerup!!! its my favorite powerup and its sooo cute!!!

8. fave genrez?

i dont rlly have a specific genre, i like most kinds of music, but i rlly like energetic music that i can dance tooo!!! >w

9. fave bandz?

im a big fan of gorillaz and botdf!!! i like p!atd as well but havent listened to it in a while.. gatta catch up loool

10. fave songz?

my favs alternate a lot, but atm im super into ‘slow dancing in the dark’ by joji!!! so much emotiooon quq…also rlly hooked on botdf and jefree star’s ‘sexting’ tooo lmaooo

11. fave lyricz?

‘The world keeps spinning Among this sinning Oh what a cruel and disgusting place The purest moonlight Is bloodied by plight And screaming resonants But somehow I know That it’s all for show The world will reveal it’s true beauty soon And we’ll all reach towards the moon ‘

its so deep but its from a fucking kaito momota fansong and i love that asnkjdnefe

12. hav u evr been to a concert?

not in a damn long while my lad,, rip australians not havin many artists they like from other countries tour there ;-;

13. do u wanna be in a band?

ive always thought thatd be pretty cool ngl!!! tourin around with ur bandmate friends, makin awesome fuckin tunes, people lovin u and ur music, just livin the dream in general,, nice

14. wats da best soda/energy drink flavour?

havent rlly had any as of rn my lad so i wouldnt know :/

15. wat do u miss most abt old internet?

i loved that we could all just be ourselves and act like the kids we are inside without bein reprimanded at all.. it aint rlly that much of an issue for me but i still think itd be a lot nicer if it was like that again sometimes,,

16. wats da best old meme?

ooohhh there are so many i still miss man! numa numa ermagerd and doge still remind me of the glory days…when old animeme was good and you could still haz ur cheezburgers in peace. also rage comics! rage comics were good what happened

17. best place 2 buy clothez?

i dont think theres any hot topics in australia but if there is. i will hunt it down you hear me

18. wat r ur fave accessoriez?

OH THERES SO MANY GOOD ONES??? as i stated b4 i rly love kandi bracelets and other glowy/led things!!! also rlly love ties with cute and fun patterns and long colourful and/or ripped socks like ibuki’s too hehe

19. wats ur best tip fr ppl that just got into scenecore?

im not rlly the best at advice, but my main point would be-just hav fun here dudes!!! dont let anyone else bulli u abt it, we’re supportive people, u can talk to me or anyone else whos willin to listen an/or help for reassurance ofc

20. opinion on furbiez?

oOH MY GOD YES. FURBIES. MY BABIES I WANT 10 OF THESE CHILDREN…I ACTUALLY HAVE A FURBY HE LIKES SLEEPING IN HIS SPECIAL DRAWER AND HIS NAME IS TINGLE I ADORE HIM I’LL POST A OF PICTURE LATER MAYBE

21. opinion on funko popz?

i like em and ive seen lots at eb games, but i dont buy em much..i do have a megaman pop with a broken arm tho loool

22. wats ur fave pattern? (zebra/leopard print etc)

i looove a lot of patterns but not gonna lie im always a sucker for rainbow checkerboard patterns yknow hehe!

23. fave color combo?

i dont have one rlly…soooo many possible comboooos…cx

24. sumthing u liked as a kid dat u still like?

im still going on girlsgogames and recently, ive finally mastered sues beauty machine!!!! its so good and fun all of ya’ll should try it my dudeeees

25. wats ur most used emoticon? 0w0

as most of ya’ll probs alredy know i spam ‘:O’ a lot, but one of my bigger favs is actually ‘x3′ and my fav kaomoji is ‘ଘ(੭ˊ꒳ˋ)੭✧’ (both of them are so kyooot >w

26. wats ur fav typin quirk?

i luv talkin like dis, but i dont rly do it that often loool…i awso wuv tawking in ‘owo’ speak wike dis >//w//>

27. do u wish ur fllwrz talked 2 u moar?

hellz yeaaa!!! i luv followr interaction my dudee! it makes me super happi when u all talk to me heehee! x3c

28. tag ur fave scene blawgz!

:O !!! oh gawd!!! i dont know many atm but heeereee!

@xxadam-antidotexx (op of the ask meme)

@glitchkichi (not sure if this counts but their stuff’s rlly cool >v

@otonashi-banana (scene boyf…wuv im more than anythin >///w///>

29. wat got u into scenecore?

i dont remember exactly how it happened but i’d always sorta wanted to go back to the glory days that was the old web and the scene era, and that, coupled with a bright, colourful aesthetic that i could really enjoy, drew me in like a moth to a neon colored flame ig looollll

30. how long hav u been scene?

i’ve only been officially apart of the community for about a few months now (at time of writing) i reckon so some things are still a lil new to me ig ^^;;

31. wats da best thing abt being scene?

the freedom of bein able to express myself 4 one thing, and its just so fun being so ‘out-there’ yknow???? it feels so great really

32. do u hav a fursona?

i…actually used to but ive moved on from the furry fandom and ive grown more attached to my human sona anyway sooo :/

33. r u in sum “cringy” fandomz?

YEA man!! i dont rlly think dr is inherently considered ‘cringey’ but undertale is and im in that one for sure!!! i also kinda technically never left the skylanders fandom(?) so theres that too ig??? oh yeah and who wants to let me draw my old moshi monsters characters COWARDS

34. do u liek plushiez?

YASSSS QUEEEN!!!! i have HEAPS of them in my room on my desk with my gonta shrine

35. do u liek stickerz?

also a big yaaassss from me dawggg!!! i love them and i love those ones that you stick on your fase like this!

its so cuuute!!!

36. do u hav a friendproject?

i dont, not at the moment a least, actually! didnt even know what it was til recently but it looks kewl haha

37. do u hav any other scene account?

well, i haz this one, and i also have an emowire account for shuichi if that counts!!

38. do u make art? (drawingz, blingeez, etc.)

YES!!! i love to draw and i also make blingee edits sometimes!!! ITS SO FUN XD !!!

39. wats da most scene thing? (anything!)

hmmm, weeell…i think the most stereotyped thing would be that kewl, suuuper big hair like this;

its really prettyyyy, and i love all that colouuur!!!

40. ask ur own randum question!!

hm, oh wowie, since the anon didnt specifically ask this one…POTATOES!!! X3

phew, finally done, that was a lot of typing! this was so fun to do though, so thank u nonnie!!! :3

#ask #ask meme #scene revival #scenecore #scene kid #scene #anon #oh god what now jasu

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shigarakitomura · 6 years ago

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Any music recs or any music you really love rn?

this got long so its under a read more (also if anyone wants my main spotify playlists, or even just my spotify so u can see all my playlists, then just ask and ill post the link (im v proud of my main 4 playlists)

so there are some songs that arent on spotify and i downloaded the mp3s of them to my computer last night and theyre all so valid

strawberries and cigarettes - troye sivan (my dnp tag is crying)

crazy loop - dan balan

around the world (la la la la la) - atc (the one from that one vine thats actually a bop)

i downloaded the 2009 phan song and ive just been crying over it hbu

the numa numa song which i cant download even tho ive tried everything but like that is a solid banger

n then theres just songs i rlly like rn

good times - all time low

bubblegum bitch - marina and the diamonds

MJ - now, now

shooting star - anna yvette

without me - halsey

POP STARS - KDA

anything from bloom - troye sivan, twtltrtd - panic at the disco, trench - twenty one pilots, sweetener - ariana grande

i love you always forever - donna lewis

weak - svw

breaking you off - mikayla jade (i just found this one today bc everyone thought it was a leak for ariana’s new song hhh) (its also rlly fucking good)

(these next ones just prove im turning into a teenaged white boy)

sunlight on your skin - lil peep

rockstar - post malone

XO TOUR LIF3 - lil uzi vert

lucid dreams - juice wrld

#send me asks my seasonal depression is bad #anonymous #asks

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llamainahumanskin-blog · 6 years ago

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I was tagged , so well shiet -3-

Rules: Answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to get to know better.

i dont even know that many o3o

tagged by mah gurl @pastellijpg

A - Age: 16

B - Birthplace: Romania

C - Current time: 6:30 pm

D - Drink you last had: cola all day -3-

E - Easiest person to talk to: mahCookie , the b- gurl that tagged me 7v7

F - Favorite song: too many

G - Grossest memory: my stomach isnt that sensible :/

H - Horror yes or horror no: Mew is already horror 7v7

I - In love?: a bit TwT

J - Jealous of people?: niup -3-

K - Kisses or hugs?: It depends on 7v7

L - Love at first sight or should I walk by : idk :/

M - Middle name:nah -3-

N - Number of siblings: 0.1 (it’s on he’s way TuT)

O - One wish: to not die because of my own laptop

P - Person you called last: my uncle o3o

Q - Question you are always asked: “Whats up” and im almost always tempted to say “the sky” (already this was here and i always answer like this too XDDD)

R - Reason to smile: seeing how my enemies die really slowly....

S - Song you sang last: Numa Numa uwu

T - Time you woke up: i didnt slept at all o3o

U - Underwear colour: ya nasty -3-

V - Vacation destination: hell uwu

W - Worst habit: procrastinating, laziness, and always wanting to stay in bed (idem)

X - X-rays: wut?!

Y - Your favorite food: everything o3o , but seriously the fish it’s soooo ugh

Z - Zodiac sign: Well , my zodiac it’s totally perfect like my personalitty uwu , Cancer TuT

no tags because i’m a rebel -3-

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robozombiecxt · 3 years ago

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I posted 228 times in 2021

10 posts created (4%)

218 posts reblogged (96%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 21.8 posts.

I added 336 tags in 2021

#simon snow - 67 posts

#snowbaz - 50 posts

#baz pitch - 50 posts

#carry on - 37 posts

#bo burnham - 35 posts

#any way the wind blows - 25 posts

#awtwb spoilers - 19 posts

#wayward son - 18 posts

#rainbow rowell - 18 posts

#awtwb - 17 posts

Longest Tag: 90 characters

#me: hey which is the one ep that bo was a sole credited writer on oh. oh yeah that tracks.

My Top Posts in 2021

I'm an 31 year old lady listening to 'Dragostea Din Tei' by O-Zone(Numa Numa song) on loop

While reading Simon Snow fanfic

I own a car, a house, I'm married, I'm adult.... By counts of the world...

But on the inside

I'm still just a 14 year old girl!

See the full post

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So Goodreads,

I love it, i love tracking where i am in my reading goals or books i check out from the library.

but I literality have only been reading fanfic this whole summer. like reading alot of fanfic... works that are longer then harry potter novels... long. but I cant log them on my goodreads... because not published works, and I'm sad about it because... well 1) I like having a list of "my books" in one place 2) I feel like i haven't been reading anything all summer even tho i haven't read this much in years(I listen to audiobooks alot)... so

5 notes • Posted 2021-09-03 22:34:23 GMT

i’m addicted to simon snow.

7 notes • Posted 2021-08-17 08:35:08 GMT

I feel like a fucking genus right now.

I had a great idea for snowbaz fanfic, and I really want to write it but Im shit at typing and writing... So I'm using speech to text on my smart phone in a Google doc then editing it on my laptop. Fucking genus. I know. Hold the Applause.

Will I publish this fix if I ever finish? no absolutely not but I enjoyed writing so here we go this is what's happening.

11 notes • Posted 2021-10-25 05:38:13 GMT

Yes I bought a lotion off Amazon that smells like Baz.

24 notes • Posted 2021-08-17 19:41:33 GMT

Get your Tumblr 2021 Year in Review →

#my 2021 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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eternalwhiterose · 8 years ago

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Tagged by: @plisetsky-is-mine (cheers to matching icons boo <3)

Rules: You must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people

THE LAST: 1. Drink: arizona sweet iced tea, to no ones surprise 2. Phone call: my car insurance company lmao 3. Text message: my boy pedro 4. Song you listened to: numa numa owo 5. Time you cried: this morning bc i was reading a really cute ouran fanfic

HAVE YOU EVER: 6. Dated someone twice: yeah, didnt go so good 7. Been Cheated on: heck yeah and i hate the guy now 8. Kissed someone and regretted it: eh 9. Lost someone special: hello my entire existence 10. Been depressed: bro. my dude. my guy. loOK AT ME 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: i dont throw up when im drunk

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12. purple 13. red 14. black

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: yeah i dids i bridGED THE GAP AND BEFRIENDED A SENPAI 16. Fallen out of love: nah 17. Laughed until you cried: probably 18. Found out someone was talking about you: no? 19. Met someone who changed you: nahh 20. Found out who your true friends are: bitch i only have true friends heck them other hoes 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: yessssss

GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: almost all of them 23. Do you have any pets: two cats (hilda and panther) and a dog (zelda) 24. Do you want to change your name: no, but i used to 25. What did you do for your last birthday: fam the 19th bday aint nothing special 26. What time did you wake up: 6 am bc suffering 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: surprisingly, sleeping. finals week does that to a person where you eventually just pass the heck out 28. Name something you cannot wait for: ...the loz botw dlc content 29. When was the last time you saw your mother: about a half hour ago 30. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: my faceeee 31. What are you listening to right now: my computer hum 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: yes! there’s one that works at the gamestop i go to. we’re chill 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: people stealing and reposting art of any kind (the amount of people i have blocked on insta is inSANE 34. Most visited website: facebook, youtube or tumblr 35. Elementary: long behind me 36. High School: boy do i miss it 37. College: please end me (one more year to go, hopefully) 38. Hair color: dirty blonde 39. Long or short hair: short 40. Do you have a crush on someone: ;;;;;; yes...on two people i know ill never get with 41. What do you like about yourself: >:3c 42. Piercings: two in my ears 43. Blood type: ab. fear the shadow queen 44. Nickname: there’s a lot 45. Relationship status: ????????? 46. Zodiac sign: leo 47. Pronouns: she/her 48. Favorite TV show: neon genesis evangelion 49. Tattoos: none right now, but i want some! 50. Right- or left-handed: somewhat ambidextrous!

FIRST: 51. Surgery: never happened, knock on wood 52. Piercing: seven years old 54. Sport: swimming when i was maybe like four 55. Vacation: florida my senior year of high school 56. Pair of trainers: w h a t

MORE GENERAL: 57. Eating: air 58. Drinking: aIR 59. I’m about to: work on my creative writing final 61. Waiting for: godot...lmao 62. Want: tattoos and summer vacation! 63. Get married: maybe if someone hates themselves that much 64. Career: author if i get lucky 65. Hugs or kisses: yes please send me affection i love it 66. Lips or eyes: eyes mostly 67. Shorter or taller: idc ive dated both 68. Older or younger: again, ive dated both so it doesnt matter 69. Light or dark eyes: light eyes are so umf, but again, dont really have a preference 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: why does this matter 71. Sensitive or loud: either, but sensitive more bc introvert and i need time to recharge 72. Hookup or relationship: i go through both and am afraid of relationships bc im always the reason for breakups so idk 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: yes

HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a stranger: not that i remember 75. Drank hard liquor: most amount of vodka shots i had in one night was eight. i hated myself bc thats where my inside joke of ‘btued’ with the bff came from 76. Lost glasses contact/lenses: hahahAHA STORY OF MY LIFE WHEre the fuKC are my glasses 77. Turned someone down: no i dont think so 78. Sex on first date: only ever been on one date my guy 79. Broken someone’s heart: fuck idk 80. Had your heart broken: hello darkness my old friend 81. Been arrested: no thank god 82. Cried when someone died: if you dont youre heartless and i know i have a heart 83. Fallen for a friend: yep

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: pfft what a funny joke 85. Miracles: miracles are very closely related to religion so.....no 86. Love at first sight: nope! 87. Santa Claus: my older step brother ruined santa for me when i was six. thanks adam. love ya too 88. Kiss on the first date: depends on the guy 89. Angels: again, religion, no thanks

OTHER: 90. Current best friend’s name: Patricia~ 91. Eye color: green-grey heterochromia (green ring on the inside, grey ring on the outside with a very distinct separation [ i say distinct but you have to be really close to see it]) 92. Favourite movie: balto!!

i tag, uh, whoever wants to do this. knock yourselves out.

#diane memes

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astr0fish · 8 years ago

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YEEE

wasn’t tagged by any1 just wanted to answer questions yaya

Rules: Answer the questions and tag 20 blogs you want to get to know better!

Nickname: Okay lets start the list: Fishtailholly, Fishtail, Fish, Numa, Holly, Fiesh, Fishlips, Fishsticks, Catfish, Fishy, Fisht, Tail, and many many more that includes my real name

Star sign: LIBRA FOR THE WINNNN FIGHT MEEEE

Height: 5′8 1/2 last time I checked

Last thing you googled: Robottale! I really like to see whats on google photos to see if im missing out on anything~~ apparently Im not~~

Favorite music artist: ooo I love a lot of songs. Too many to list sorry ;3;

Song stuck in my head: Qumu- Swings and Roundabouts @drag0n-princesswas listening to it during a stream and sent me the link, and I’ve been listening to the music for days and days and its slightly annoying but great.

(Its still all your fault DP)

Last movie I watched: Okay, so my brother was watching Cars 2 and I snuck my head into the room to watch a little of it but really that doesn’t count, so really I watched SING last, and holy cow thats a good movie

Last TV show I watched: I dont know, I dont really watch tv. I think it would be something on HGTV tho cause whenever I go into my moms room shes watching HGTV (inserts @superanig getting mad at me b/c its February Break and I’ve still haven't watched any of the shows she wants me to watch ;D )

When I created this blog: January 2015. Yes I’ve been here for 2 years, and yet I only started getting active last year XD haha. Im such a nerd, check out my first post: here

The kind of stuff I post: Undertale stuff, Naruto stuff, The Last Guardian stuffs; Mostly fanfic and art of mwahs, but also a lot of memes hahahahaaa. I also like to post a lot, so warning. I do post so much its a prob guys.

Do I do asks regularly: hahhahhah nope i wish i did ask me people NOW i wanna talk to people hhhahaha. but occasionally I draw a collab or piece w/ robottale in it, and I get like 3 asks from that occasionally.

Why did i choose my URL: LONG STORY HAHAHAA ok so I had a oc named Fishtail and back in the days in which I was soooo into Warriors, I loved Hollyleaf (and still do). Then I was like yo lets make Fishtail and add Holly at the end thats cool and stuff

Gender: Female, She/Her pronouns.

Hogwarts house: Griffyndorrrrr! Spelt that wrong but no hatee!

Pokemon team: Team Instinct. Naruto go haha XD!

Favorite characters: UHHHHHHH WHAT FANDOM?

WARRIORS- HOLLYLEAF

THE LAST GUARDIAN- TRICO

UNDERTALE- UNDYNE OR FLOWEY/ASRIEL I LOVE THEM BOTH

FISHTAILHOLLY’S STORY- AFTON

AFTERSCHOOL- DANIEL

SUPERNOVA ( @whalefairyfandom12 )- GALAXY EYES

A PAINTER AND SOME CHEESE- BRAD DUHHHH

WISHFUL WINDOWS- BRAD

ALL STORIES IN WISHFUL WINDOWS- BRAD

ALL FANDOMS- BRAD

Dream job: Uh either a Astronam (ist?) or a Marine Biologist! I love both! (I WILL NERD OUT ABOUT SPACE I DARE U TO ASK ABOUT SPACE)

Number of blankets I sleep with: One in the summer, 2 in the winter (+I wear like 4 layers in the winter lelelleleelellel im wierd)

Followers: 80 on tumblr, and around 420 on deviantart lelll

Tagging: @huroki @qubelord @yamsgarden @silvur-trash @alternativesaga @whalefairyfandom12 @drag0n-princess @wildnoctis @chronowix @stardust-andriod @draconic-hydra @notmysterious @yugogeer12 @ciphergem @comyet @walkingmelonsaaa @walkingmelons @happykittyshop @buttercupsticksntricks @everyonewhowantstodoit!

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wondercolobomaboy · 7 years ago

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Quando idealizamos o nascimento de um filho, não inserimos no pacote que algo de negativo ou uma série de acontecimentos improváveis possam acontecer. Sonhamos com um parto, seja ele natural ou por cesariana, como nas telenovelas, bonito e se possível sem dor, o pai a cortar o cordão umbilical, a equipa toda feliz e sorridente com o acontecimento, uma serie de fotos e vídeos que eternizam aquele momento tão especial. Pois mas nem sempre é assim, ou talvez seja assim só nos filmes ou nas revistas, pois em dois partos que tive ambos estiveram longe do idealizado. Comecemos pelo dia 27 de Junho. Foi durante aquela tarde quente de verão que soube que iria ficar internada, ja não podendo ir a casa para que a equipa pudesse preparar o meu pré-operatorio. Então como no dia seguinte tinha a festa de aniversário da Maria no infantário, dei uma serie de indicacoes ao pai : ir buscar o bolo que a nossa querida amiga Joana Oliveira fez e estava muito bonito, preparar as lembranças, organizar a roupa, um conjunto de coisas que podem já imaginar o caos que foi o pai lá em casa a orgnizar sozinho uma festa da Princesa Sofia !!! Primeiro imprevisto : o pai ao ir para casa atropelou um enorme texugo, sim um texugo, e partiu o bolo dentro do carro e ainda teve duas horas à espera da guarda florestal (até as 22h com a Maria no carro) para dar notificação do acontecimento. Dia 28 Junho. A minha cesariana estava marcada para as 9h. Teoricamente numa cesariana tudo é bem programado, não existem tantos elementos supresa em relação a tempo ou dor. E assim foi, o meu marido chegou, após deixar a Maria no infantário e me dizer que lhe deu um bocado de Ben-u-ron por precaução !!! Naquele momento nem quis fazer mais perguntas, acho que até se dispensa comentários (um bocado de Ben-u-ron, disse ele, enfim !) Segundo imprevisto: momento em que a equipa manda o pai sentar para não ver o que se estava a passar, o baby R nasce e levam-no… o pai não cortou o cordao umbilical, não o consegui ver no primeiro momento… logo aqui começa o desmoronar do nosso parto de sonho. Terceiro imprevisto : já na sala de recobro, todos felizes porque afinal o baby R estava bem e começou desde logo a mamar, o telefone toca… vejo « Kinderkrippe » (infantário). O meu coração começou logo a bater, o pai atende e dizem que a Maria tem febre e que precisamos de a ir buscar. Num post posterior explicarei melhor, mas resumidamente a Maria sempre que tem febre tem convulsões febris, e normalmente ela toma antipiréticos no primeiro sinal de febre. O pai teve de ir busca la e eu fiquei sozinha… Quarto imprevisto : eu, sozinha após uma cesariana, com um filho nos braços, sem conseguir mexer me da cinta para baixo e com o meu pensamente na minha querida filha que nesse dia fazia anos, com uma festa improvisada e sem a presença da mãe. Quinto imprevisto : o pai liga me a dizer que a Maria tinha acabado de ter uma convulsao febril em casa… Sexto imprevisto : o meu marido tinha de ir ao aeroporto buscar a minha mae que chegava neste dia. Tinha mesmo de lá ir porque era a primeira vez que ela vinha sozinha, não conhece nada nem sabe a língua. Entao pegou ele na Maria e foi busca la. Setimo imprevisto : mesmo doente a Maria veio fazer nos uma visita, porque não lhe puder dar um beijo no dia de ano delas… então vieram… dei lhe um beijo e uma prenda, mas ela estava tão doente, vomitou e chorou imenso… pedi lhes então que fossem para casa. Fiquei no hospital, eu e o baby R sozinhos, com uma companheira de quarto rodeada de familia, e eu sempre que me caida o telemóvel ou me apetecia um simples copo de agua tinha de tocar a Campainha. Oitavo imprevisto : embora possa ser normal, o baby R naquele dia não abriu uma vez os olhos, deixando me logo com aquele pensamento sempre presente na minha cabeça. E foi assim o nosso dia, longe de ser naquele momento perfeito, já para não referir que a acompanhar todos estes imprevisto, encontrava me num pais diferente, numa língua que não e a minha e sem a minha familia e amigos mais próximos por perto. Nono e doloroso imprevisto : chorei muito nesse dia…

What else could happen on this specific day!

When we idealize the birth of a child, we don´t even conceive that something negative or a series of improbable events can or would ever happen. We all dream of a birth, whether natural or by C-section, as something you would see in soap operas, beautiful and if possible, without pain. The father cutting the umbilical cord, the whole team happy and smiling, a series of photos and videos that eternalize that special moment. However, this is not always the case, maybe it’s just in movies or in magazines, because both my deliveries have been far from what I idealized.

Let’s start with June 27th. It was during that hot summer afternoon that I knew I would be hospitalized, not being able to go home anymore, so that the team could prepare my preoperative. Since I had Maria’s birthday party at the kindergarten the very next day, I gave a series of instructions to the father: to get the beautiful cake that our dear friend Joana Oliveira was going to be make, to prepare the souvenirs, to organize the clothes… well, a set of things that, as you can already imagine, became total chaos with the father at home trying to organize a Princess Sofia theme party!!!

First unexpected event: the father, when on his way home, ran over a huge badger – yes… a badger – and broke the cake with the impact; then he had to wait for two hours until the arrival of the forest ranger (until 10 pm) to give the notification of the event, all this with Maria in the car.

Day: June 28th. My C-section was scheduled for 9am. Theoretically, C-sections are always well programmed, so there are not many elements of surprise in relation to time or pain of delivery. My husband arrived, after leaving Maria in kindergarten, and told me he had given her a piece of Ben-u-rum as a precaution!!! At that moment, I didn’t even want to ask any more questions, couldn´t even deal with it (a bit of Ben-u-rum, he said, seriously?!)

Second unexpected event: when the team ordered the father to sit down so he wouldn´t see what was happening during the delivery; baby R was born and taken away… the father did not cut the umbilical cord and I could not see the baby at first… here begins the crumbling of our dream birth.

Third unexpected event: already in the recovery room, everyone was felling happy because baby R was doing well and had started to breastfeed; that was when the phone rang … I picked it up and saw “Kinderkrippe”(kindergarten). My heart started to beat really fast. Ivo answered and they said that Maria had a fever and that we needed to go get her immediately. In a later post I will explain this better, but basically, whenever Maria has a fever she has feverish convulsions, and usually she has to take antipyretic medication at the first sign of a fever. The father had to go pick her up, leaving me alone…

Fourth unexpected event: I found myself alone after a C-section, with a newborn son in my arms, unable to move from the waist down and thinking about my dear daughter, that her birthday was that day and that she was having an improvised party without her mother’s presence.

Fifth nexpected event: my husband calls me to say that Maria had just had a feverish convulsion at home…

Sixth unexpected event: my husband had to go to the airport to get my mother who was arriving that day. He had to go pick her up because she was alone, was her first time here and she was not familiar with the place or the language. He grabbed Maria and went to pick her up.

Seventh unforeseen event: even sick, Maria came to visit me, so that I could give her a kiss on her special day … I gave her a kiss and a present, but she was so sick that she vomited and cried a lot … So I asked them to go home. I stayed in the hospital, just me and baby R, sharing the room with a roommate who was surrounded by her family, and I, whenever I accidentally dropped my cell phone or simply wanted a glass of water, had to ring the bell.

Eighth unexpected event: although it may be normal, baby R didn’t open his eyes that day, not even once. This wouldn´t leave my thoughts.

So, this is how our day developed, far from being that perfect moment we envisioned, not to mention that, to add to everything going on, I found myself in a different country, with a different language and without my family and close friends.

Ninth unexpected… pain: I cried a lot that day… Was sonst könnte an diesem Tag noch passieren!

Wenn wir an die Geburt eines Kindes denken, denken wir nicht automatisch, dass etwas Negatives oder eine Reihe von unwahrscheinlichen Ereignissen passieren könnten. Wir träumen von einer Geburt, ob natürlich oder per Kaiserschnitt, wie in Seifenopern, schön und wenn möglich schmerzlos, der Vater schneidet die Nabelschnur durch, das ganze Team freut sich und lächelt. Eine Reihe von Fotos und Videos werden gemacht und alle geniessen das besondere Ereignis. Fangen wir am 27. Juni an. Es war ein sehr heißer Sommernachmittag. Ich wusste, dass ich ins Spital musste und nicht in der Lage war, wieder nach Hause zu gehen, weil im Spital die präoperativen Massnahmen bei mir eingeleitet wurden. Am nächsten Tag hatte ich Marias Geburtstagsfeier in der Kinderkrippe geplant, ich gab dem Vater eine Reihe von Hinweisen: den wunderschönen Kuchen abzuholen, den unsere liebe Freundin Joana Oliveira für uns gemacht hat. Er musste die Geschenke vorbereiten, die Kleider von den Kindern organisieren, ein Menge Sachen. Sie können sich das Chaos vorstellen im Haus wenn der Vater das alles alleine organisieren muss!!!

Erstes unerwartetes Ereignis: Der Vater überfuhr auf dem Heimweg einen Dachs, dabei ist der Kuchen im Auto kaputt gegangen. Danach musste er noch zwei Stunden auf den Förster warten. Dann war es 22 Uhr und Maria war mit ihm im Auto. Am 28 Juni. Mein Kaiserschnitt war für 9 Uhr geplant. Theoretisch ist bei einem Kaiserschnitt alles gut vorbereitet, es gibt nicht so viele Überraschungselemente in Bezug auf Zeit oder Schmerz. Und so war es, mein Mann kam, nachdem er Maria in die Kinderkrippe gebracht hatte und mir erzählt, dass er ihr sicherheitshalber eine Tablette Ben-U-Ron gab!!! In diesem Moment wollte ich nicht einmal mehr Fragen stellen, wieso sie das brauchte. Zweites unerwartetes Ereignis: Während das Ärzte Team den Vater anweist, sich hinzusetzen und nicht hinzusehen, was passiert, wird das Baby R geboren und direkt weggenommen … der Vater schnitt die Nabelschnur nicht durch, ich konnte es zuerst nicht sehen … bald beginnt hier das Zerbröckeln unserer Traumgeburt. Drittes unerwartetes Ereignis: Im Aufwachraum angekommen waren alle glücklich, denn schließlich war Baby R gesund und ich fing an zu stillen. Das Telefon klingelt … ich sehe “Kinderkrippe”. Mein Herz fing wie wild an zu schlagen. Derr Vater nimmt das Telefon ab und sie sagen ihm, dass Maria Fieber hat und dass wir sie holen müssen. In einem späteren Beitrag werde ich es besser erklären, aber kurz zu Maria, wenn sie Fieber hat, hat sie fiebrige Krämpfe, und normalerweise nimmt sie Medikamente bei den ersten Anzeichen von Fieber. Der Vater ging sie sofort holen und ich war wieder allein… Viertes unerwartetes Ereignis: Ich, allein nach einem Kaiserschnitt, mit einem Sohn in den Armen, ich konnte mich nicht von der Bett runter bewegen. Ich war in Gedanken bei meiner lieben Tochter, sie hatte eine spontane Geburtstagsparty und ihre Mutter war nicht bei ihr. Fünftes unerwartetes Ereignis: Der Vater ruft mich an um zu sagen, dass Maria gerade einen fiebrigen Krampf hat und sie nun Zuhause sind … Sechstes unerwartetes Ereignis: Mein Mann musste zum Flughafen gehen, um meine Mutter abzuholen, die heute ankam. Er musste dorthin gehen, weil es das erste Mal war, dass sie alleine in die Schweiz kam, sie kannte weder den Ort noch die Sprache. Er packte Maria ins Auto und ging meine Mutter holen. Siebtes unerwartetes Ereignis: Nach dem Flughafen kamen alle zu Besuch ins Spital, selbst die kranke Maria kam. Schliesslich war es ihr Geburtstag und ich hatte sie noch gar nicht gesehen und geküsst. Ich gab ihr einen Kuss und ihr Geschenk, aber sie war so krank, erbrach und weinte viel … Ich sagte, dass sie nach Hause gehen müssen. Ich blieb im Spital, ich und das Baby R allein, mit einer Zimmernachbarin, die von ihrer Familie umgeben war, und ich, wann immer ich das Handy fallen ließ oder ein einfaches Glas Wasser wollte, musste klingeln. Achtes unerwartetes Ereignis: Obwohl es normal sein könnte, hat Baby R an diesem Tag seine Augen nicht einmal geöffnet, so dass ich bald diesen Gedanken immer in meinem Kopf hatte. Und so war unser Tag, weit davon entfernt, ein perfekter Moment zu sein, ganz zu schweigen davon, dass mich all diese unvorhergesehenen Dinge begleiteten. Ich war nicht in meinem Heimatland, Deutsch nicht meine Muttersprache, ohne meine Familie und enge Freunde in der Nähe. Neuntes und schmerzhaft unerwartetes Ereignis: ich habe an diesem Tag sehr viel geweint …

What else could happen on this specific day!/O que mais podia acontecer neste dia ! (Post in english below) (Post auf Deutsch unten) Follow us: Quando idealizamos o nascimento de um filho, não inserimos no pacote que algo de negativo ou uma série de acontecimentos improváveis possam acontecer.

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mmebisnachtoulouse-blog · 8 years ago

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ocean eyes in turkey

Hey ihr Lieben, ich bin zurück! Ziemlich witzig, dass ich mich jetzt erst melde, weil ich krank im Bett liege und im gesunden Zustand in der Uni und dann beim Sport wäre. So erschließt sich für mich die Möglichkeit, von meinem letzten Urlaub Ende März zu berichten.

Am 25. März ging es für mich und meine Schwester nach Antalya. Nach einem angenehmen Flug und einer dafür umso anstrengenderen Fahrt zum Hotel kamen wir gegen 23 Uhr endlich im Hotel an. Bevor ich fortfahre, komme ich erstmal zu dem Punkt: Warum Türkei?

Zum Einen mussten wir uns zwischen Marokko, Tunesien und der Türkei entscheiden, weil dies die Länder waren, in denen das Wetter recht gut war. Anfangs wollte ich ungern in die Türkei, weil ich letzten Sommer erst dort war und gern was Neues kennenlernen wollte. Zum Anderen und in Hinsicht auf die derzeitigen Preise und die zukünftigen Reisen fiel unsere Wahl auf das Hotel “sunprime numa beach” in Türkler, Alanya.

Das war der Blick aus dem Hotelzimmer und ich kann euch sagen, dass ich es jeden Morgen vermisse, aufzuwachen und als Erstes das Meer zu sehen. Nun komme ich zum Hotel und zu der Zeit, die wir dort verbracht haben.

Da es ein Erwachsenenhotel ist und wir in der Nebensaison verreist sind, war es entsprechend ruhig, also für eine maximale Entspannung optimal. Wir verbrachten viel Zeit am Pool, Meer oder auf dem Sonnendeck und genossen die warmen Sonnenstrahlen. Dreimal gönnten wir uns eine Massage mit anschließender Maske und türkischem Apfeltee. Am Mittwoch, den 29. März, unternahmen wir unseren einzigen Ausflug und dieser brachte uns für einen Tag nach Antalya. Nach einer Besichtigung in einer Schmuck- und Ledermanufaktur (Was haben wir uns nur dabei gedacht?) ging es in die Stadt zu einem gemeinsamen Mittagessen mit der Reisegruppe und einem unschlagbaren Blick aufs Meer. Anschließend konnte jeder individuell ein paar Stunden Freizeit verbringen. Wir versuchten es erst beim Shoppen, was allerdings sehr anstrengend war, weil viele Verkäufer sehr penetrant waren, und spazierten anschließend zum Hafen und zurück zum Hauptplatz. Abgerundet wurde der Ausflug mit einem Besuch der Sandcity, in der viele Sandskulpturen zu sehen waren.

Um ehrlich zu sein, war der Ausflug nicht unbedingt das gewesen, was wir uns vorgestellt hatten und gerade bei dem tollen Wetter hätten wir andere Aktivitäten vorgezogen, aber wir kamen mal einen Tag aus dem Hotel raus und haben unseren Erfahrungshorizont erweitert.

Wichtiges Kriterium bei der Hotelwahl war außerdem, dass ein Sportbereich vorhanden war, den wir mehr als genug genutzt haben. Neben einigen Geräten gab es sowohl Kurz- und Langhanteln als auch einen zweiten Sportraum, der mit vielen Spiegeln ausgestattet war. Seit dem Urlaub machen wir regelmäßig Acro-Yoga-Übungen und werden demnächst sicher mal ein Foto der ein oder anderen Pose posten. Alles in allem ist der Sportbereich sehr gut ausgestattet und reicht für Sportverrückte wie uns vollkommen aus.

Eine Woche haben wir uns entspannen, endlich mal wieder lesen (”Darm mit Charme” & “Girl on the train”) und uns verwöhnen lassen können, bis der Alltag uns zurückgeholt hat. Obwohl Urlaub die schönste Zeit im Jahr ist, ist es umso schöner, nach Hause zu kommen und sich dennoch darauf zu freuen. Leipzig ist seit Oktober unser neues Zuhause und keiner von uns bereut den Umzug, nicht mal ein kleines bisschen.

Ab jetzt wird es wieder mehr Posts von mir zu lesen geben. Ich hoffe, ihr lest weiterhin so fleißig und gebt mir auch euer Feedback! Also... bis zum nächsten Mal!

P.S.: Hier ein Link zum dazugehörigen VLOG:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3auhK0QG3J0

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aka248aka-blog · 8 years ago

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Brasília e Salvador 6.-9.1. und 9.-13.1.2017

Ich komme spät in Brasília an. Will schnell meine Pousada mit kryptischer, brasília-typischer Adressbezeichnung erreichen. SCLRN 705 Bloco E Entrada 40 N. 39 - Edifício Maíra, Asa norte. Der Bus vom Flughafen fährt rasant, muss kaum halten, wie überhaupt der Verkehr sehr gut geregelt erscheint. Einmal umsteigen in den Stadtbus, Ankunft ca 23:30. Plötzlich stehe ich mit meinem Riesenrucksack im Niemandsland. Recht heruntergekommen, nicht besonders sauber. Nicht gut beleuchtet. Wenige, nicht unbedingt vertrauenerweckende Gestalten sitzen im Dunklen an Imbissbuden. Ich muss zwei-, dreimal nach dem Weg fragen. Dann bin ich da. Die Gegend erinnert mich ein bisschen an Berlin-Marzahn und die Stellen im Reiseführer, in denen gewarnt wird, sich nicht zu solch später Stunde als leicht zu erkennender Touri herumzutreiben. Nach zwei Nächten habe ich mein Quartier trotzdem etwas liebgewonnen. Brasília...die Stadt vom Reißbrett. In den 50er und 60er Jahren des letzte Jahrhunderts innerhalb kurzer Zeit erbaut. In mancher Hinsicht ähnelt sie sogar Berlin durch seine Weite und großzügige Anordnung. Sechsspurige Straßen Fußgänger haben da nichts zu suchen, wenn sich ein Auto nähert), Sichtachsen bis zum Horizont, wenige markante sehr hohe Gebäude (Torre de TV) geben Orientierung. Autofreie Fußgängerzone, gemütliche Innenstadt mit netten Cafés und Kneipen habe ich nicht entdecken können. Allerdings auch mangels angemessener Fortbewegungsmittel. Das "Volk" trifft sich in den überall verteilten Shoppingcentern und isst zu Mittag und zu Abend und das sehr lecker. Was wirklich lobenswert ist, dass viele Museen freien Eintritt haben. Einige architektonische Meisterleistungen waren sowieso jeden Zweifels erhaben. Die berühmte Kathedrale von Oscar Niehmeier, die vor allem von innen beeindruckt. Das Außenministerium, auch da war Oscar beteiligt. Respekt, das war eine tolle Leistung , die bis heute ganz gut überzeugt. Leben möchte ich hier allerdings nicht. -----pt----- Eu chego muito tarde a noite em Brasília. Quero chegar rapido meu quarto com endereço criptico: SCLRN 705 Bloco E Entrada 40 N. 39 - Edifício Maíra, Asa norte. O ônibus vai depressa pelas ruas grandes e vazias. Não precisa parar nas cruzeiros. Então na rodoviaria eu mudo o ônibus. Chegada na paragem a meia noite. De repente estou com meu mochila grandissimo numa área abandonado. Me lembro a Berlin-Marzahn, ou -hellersdorf mas nas epocas piores. Sujo, escuro...algumas pessoas se sentam em frente duma lanchonete e bebem cerveja. E me lembro também que minha guia me alertou seria na rua muito tarde e sozinho. Preciso perguntar o caminho duas vezes. Então chego na pousada. Depois cinco minutos uma mulher abre a porta do predio escuro. Ainda não tinha dormido. Puxa. Consegui :-) Apesar disso depois duas noites eu gosto este lugar. Brasília -uma cidade planejado das arcitetos muito rapido. Nas cinquentas e sessentas do secolo passado construido em algumas anos só, me recordar de Berlim com as ruas e lugares grandes e alguns eixos da vista (?). Ruas com seis faixas, pedestres vivem perigoso. Ruas sem carros, zonas de pedestres com cafes e bares aconchegante e com lojas pequenas para fazer compras sem estresse eu não encontrava. Mas não tinha um meio de locomoção adequado para as distáncias enormes. A gente se encontra nas centros de shopping para almoçar, jantar, comprar etc. Você pode comer muito bom nas buffets. Uma coisa muito boa: entradas das museus são graduitas muitas vezes. Sem dúvidas, as obras arcitetonicas de Niemeyer e outras são impressionante. O catedral formoso ou o Ministerio das Relações Exteriores. Muito interessante, purém não quero viver aqui. -------------------------------------------

Ankunft Salvador de Bahia abends halb elf. Wegen Sommerzeit ist es eine Stunde früher dunkel. Also umgekehrt wie bei uns. Ich erkläre mir das damit, dass die Brasilianer gerne feiern und es lieber im Dunklen tun. Keine Ahnung, ob das stimmt, jedenfalls wird es schon um 18 dunkel. Die Sonne geht um 5h auf. Der Busfahrer vom Flughafen besorgt mir beim Ausstieg noch schnell ein Taxi zur Pousada. Der Fahrer zeigt mir auf dem Weg dorthin erstmal das Bordell :-O Nach einer Adressverwechslung komme ich endlich an. Mir werden mehrere Zimmer gezeigt, ich nehme das ohne Licht, da das noch der kleinste Mangel ist. Das Bett ist wirklich gut und damit der Schlaf auch. Leider ist der Strand vor Ort nicht sehr einladend, ich beschließe in den empfohlenen Bezirk Barra zu ziehen. Das Hostel dort ist wirklich top und das Personal sehr nett. Meine ersten Nächte im 6er Dormitorio. Keine Probleme damit. Der Strand ist fantastisch und im Laufe des Vormittags restlos gefüllt und mit toller Atmosphäre. Auf engstem Raum wird gequatscht, gelacht, geflirtet, im Minutentakt verkauft (Getränke, Essen jeglicher Art) und Fußball gespielt. Und letzteres auf wirklich hohem Niveau. Ziel ist dabei nicht das Tor zu treffen, dafür ist kein Platz, sondern so lange wie möglich den Ball in der Luft zu halten. Sowohl Frauen als auch Männer sind wahre Experten darin. Das Wasser ist fantastisch, ein bisschen zu warm vielleicht. Da es gilt, die frühe Stunde am Morgen zu nutzen habe ich es geschafft, zweimal um 6h an den Strand zu gehen, um meine Gymnastik zu machen, kam mir gar nicht komisch vor, denn ich war nicht der Einzige. Ganz im Gegenteil. Es was richtig was los. Also Gym, dann 3mal hin- und her gerannt, dann ins Wasser und geschwommen. So schmeckt das Frühstück gleich viel besser. Das war echt das Highlight. Die leckeren Säfte und Eissorten, immer zu süß, aber Brasilien ist halt das Land des Zuckerrohrs. Am letzten Tag in Salvador findet die “Lavagem do Bonfim” statt. Ein Karnval der Kulturen nur lauter!!! Interessante capoeira-Vorführungen, aber die Menschenmassen und der Lautstärkepegel lassen mich flüchten. Dabei entdecke ich dann noch einen sehr touristischen Fleck vom Bairro Pelourinho, der aber sehr sehenswert ist, und die Häuser, die einen besseren Eindruck hinterlassen. Die Läden verkaufen Artesanato und nicht den üblichen Plastikschrott, den ich sonst überall gesehen habe. Wie bis jetzt überall habe ich mich sehr sicher gefühlt und die Lebenslust und die Kommunikationsfreude der Brasilianer genossen. Im Bus wird gegrüßt, auch den Gringo (ich), der alles interessiert beobachtet. Häufig werde ich angesprochen, wo ich herkomme, dass ich so gut portugiesisch spreche, was ich natürlich gar nicht denke, wenn ich zuerst wirklich nichts verstehe. Früh um sieben Aufbruch in die Chapada Diamantina. Busfahrt nur sieben Stunden, weil es praktisch um die Ecke ist.

----pt----- Chegada em Salvador da Bahia a noite as 22:30. O motorista do ônibus me aviso quando sair e negecio um passeio de taxi para a pousada pelo a porta de ônibus. Na passeio para lá no primeiro o taxista me mostra o bordel. Depois fazendo confusão chegamos a pousada certa. O chefe que parece muito confusado também me mostra varias quartos. Um tem um cheiro de mofo. Eu escolho o quarto sem lampadas funcionando. Alem disso é bom. O café de manhã é atrasado meia hora mas muito bom. Infelizmente a praia é muito sujo e não me convida de ficar aqui. Eu decido mudar para o centro do Salvador, um bairro se chama Barra. Há um hostel um amigo me recomendeu. Realmente este hostel e muito bom com equipa muito simpatica e as clientes também. Minhas primeiras noites num dormitorio. As barulhos não fazem problemas com tampão de ouvido. O ar condicionado faz. O hostel fica 200 m da praia. Fantastico. Durante o dia está muito cheio. Quero dizer, que cheio que vc pensa, não se achar um lugar para vc. Claro, acho um lugar. Não é mal que o vizinho fica um metro de mim. Não imaginável na Alemanha. Aqui é muito interessante observar as pessoas. Toda gente fala juntos, flerta, ria. Todos momentos alguem venda comidas, bebidas, doces, oculos, artesanato. No espaço estreitissimo futebalistas, homens e mulheres, jogam que habilidoso, eu sou convencido que Brasil vou ser o proximo campião. O mar é fantastico, um pouco mais frio (!) seria perfeito. Duas vezes eu consigo me levantar cedo e estou na praia as 6:30 de manhã. Que bom!!! Eu faço minha gimnastica, corro um pouco e depois nado como muitas pessoas neste hora. Depois eu tomo um café de manhã no hostel muito delicioso. No último dia é a "lavagem do bomfin" no Salvador. Uma grande festa. Como "Karneval der Kulturen", mais barulhoso. A metade das seres humanos e o nivél do volume me deixam escapar. Eu descubro um bairro novo: Pelorinho bonito. O parte feio eu já tinha conhecido. Muito mais turistico mas bonito também. Se vendem artesanato em lugar das coisas absurdas de plastico como no resto da cidade. No proximo dia eu vou para chapada diamantina. De ônibus só 7 horas, porque fica quase ao lado do Salvador :-O

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