#leap day Luis

[ghostlycamper]

Top notch trio

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[jovvilo]

Happy birthday Lui!!

decided to make this painting because this movie means a lot to me, also thanks to @beginningobserver who inspired to make this piece on this date o/

[stunnajitj]

⋆˚࿔ 𝙈𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏 (𝟏/𝟑) 𝜗𝜚˚⋆🍓

•　ＳＬＯＷ　ＵＰＤＡＴＥＳ　•

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ＪＥＦＦ　ＨＡＲＤＹ　

¹ 🍓: 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃

ʚ🍓ɞ - Over Thinker and hard to please Jeff Hardy develops an unexpected, desirable "crush" on one of the contestants in the WWF bikini contest hosted by team Xtreme.

↳ WWF ( ²⁰⁰⁰ )

⁵ 🍓: 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄

/)/)

( . .)

( づ🍓 - Jeff sometimes has an issue expressing how he feels, especially when it comes to this new "relationship"...So instead of talking and arguing, he would rather put it in his emo-etry (Emotional Poetry).

↳ WWF ( ²⁰⁰¹ )

ＫＥＶＩＮ　ＮＡＳ���

² 🍓: 𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐎𝐘 𝐘𝐎��𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅

/)/)

( . .)

( づ🍓 - After years of being single, Angela finally decides to take a leap of faith and goes on a set-up blind date made by her friend Sherri Martel. She soon is surprised, meeting six-foot-eleven, WCW superstar, Kevin Nash. How will the night end?

↳ WCW ( ¹⁹⁹⁷ )

ＭＡＴＴ　ＨＡＲＤＹ

³ 🍓: 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 | 𝐏𝐓 𝟏

🍓ྀི - Being close friends with the Hardy family since childhood wasn't the easiest. Teasing about Tyra and Jeff specifically coming at every angle and rumors also started to spread everywhere because they were so close. But, Tyra now as an adult, is tired of the teasing and finally, unexpectedly, confesses her real romantic feelings for someone no one saw coming. Someone everyone thought she hated —Jeff's brother, Matt.

↳ WWF ( ¹⁹⁹⁸ )

⁷ 🍓: 𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 | 𝐏𝐓 𝟐

/)/)

( . .)

( づ🍓 - After Tyra bravely confessed her feelings to Matt, his conscience was thrown into a whirlwind of confusion for days. But, after a talk with his brother Jeff for closure, he's finally made up his mind..

↳ WWF ( ¹⁹⁹⁸ )

ＤＡＭＩＡＮ　ＰＲＩＥＳＴ　

( Luis )

⁴ 🍓: 𝐎𝐅𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋

/)/)

( . .)

( づ🍓 - After a huge victory against Finn Bálor at twenty, twenty-four's 'Bad Blood', Luis (Damian Priest) wants to celebrate. But, he doesn't want to do it alone...

↳ WWE ( ²⁰²⁴ )

ＪＥＹ　ＵＳＯ　

( Joshua )

⁶ 🍓: 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄

/)/)

( . .)

( づ🍓 - Coming out of a difficult break up with her long-term ex-boyfriend, Robyn's friends try to find a way to finally drag her out of bed. But as fate will have it, she unexpectedly runs into an old college friend once she's out.

↳  WWE ( ²⁰¹⁸ )

~ 𝔍𝔞𝔷𝔷𝔶 ʚ🍓ɞ

[cduuvubjb]

09. I’M YOUR CORAZÓN | SKZ

─── ᯓᡣ𐭩 ───

.° ༘ BIRTH NAME : corazón miguel basteri

.° ༘ NICKNAMES : cora, luis miguel of kpop,

.° ༘ BIRTH DATE : january 26, 2002

.° ༘ BIRTHPLACE : morelia, michoacán, mexico

.° ༘ AGE : 22 ( international ) 23 ( korean )

.° ༘ ZODIAC SIGN : aquarius

.° ༘ NATIONALITY : mexican

.° ༘ HOMETOWN : veracruz, mexico

.° ༘ ETHNICITY : mexican-japanese

.° ༘ LANGUAGES —

-ˏˋ spanish : 100%

-ˏˋ korean : 100%

-ˏˋ english : 100%

-ˏˋ japanese : 95%

.° ༘ HEIGHT : 167cm ( 5’6ft )

.° ༘ WEIGHT : 49kg ( 109 lbs )

.° ༘ BLOOD TYPE : O

.° ༘ HAIR COLOR : brown ( natural ) dark brown ( currently )

.° ༘ CLAIMS —

-ˏˋface : serena motola

-ˏˋ vocal tone : joy ( red velvet )

-ˏˋ vocal range : wendy ( red velvet )

-ˏˋ dance : chaeryeong ( itzy )

.° ༘ GENDER : female

SKZ CARRER..!

.° ༘ STAGE NAME : corazón

.° ༘ HANGUL : 코라존

.° ༘ COMPANY : jyp entertainment

.° ༘ TRAINEE PERIOD : 6 years ( 2012 - 2018 )

.° ༘ DEBUT AGE : 16 ( international ) 17 ( korean )

.° ༘ UNIT : vocalracha

.° ༘ LINES —

-ˏˋ vocal line : seungmin, i.n, corazón

-ˏˋ foreigner line : bang chan, felix, corazón

-ˏˋ dance line : lee know, hyunjin, felix, corazón

SKZ PERSONAL..!

.° ༘ MBTI : INTP-logican

.° ༘ DESCRIPTION : INTP personalities often lose themselves in thought – which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. People with this personality type hardly ever stop thinking. From the moment they wake up, their mind buzzes with ideas, questions, and insights. At times, they may even find themselves conducting full-fledged debates in their own heads. And it’s not uncommon for them to drift off during conversations. Their mind simply executes a detour to uncharted territories of thought where new ideas are constantly being born.

INTPs cherish their independence and often find themselves most productive during the late evening hours when distractions are kept to a minimum. Even so, it would be a mistake to think that these personalities are unfriendly or uptight. When they connect with someone who can match their mental energy, INTPs absolutely light up, leaping from one thought to another. Few things energize them like the opportunity to swap ideas or enjoy a lively debate with another curious, inquiring soul.

From the outside, INTPs may seem to live in a never-ending daydream. They have a reputation for being pensive, detached, and a bit reserved. That is, until they actively try to direct all of their mental energy on the moment or the person at hand. But regardless of which mode they’re in, INTPs are Introverts and tend to get tired out by extensive socializing. After a long day, they crave time alone to consult their own thoughts.

.° ༘ STRENGTHS : open-minded, curious, honest, analytical, generous

.° ༘ WEAKNESSES : overthinking, impatient, disconnected, insensitive

[thewxtchsgrimoire]

hello♡

I just want more louis just like you.. so how about something gentle with him, like caring for this cutie after a hard day when he just wants to be in the arms of his beloved?

if the order is bad or not interesting, just ignore

and sorry for my english, it's not my native language, heh

hi!! your english is just fine bae, let's see what's brewin' in the pot for you!

【 summary!! luis comes home not his usual self, his sweet spouse cheers him up. 】

【 content warning!! gn!agent!reader, mentions of workplace bullying/discrimination, mentions of death, slight angst, post-canon RE4 + possible spoilers, canon divergence, kissing, cuddling. a very sad luis :( 】

He didn't know how much more of it he could take.

The staring, the whispers, the dirty looks. .

What else was he supposed to do?

After Ashley's rescue, things seemed to take a turn for the better. He was granted immunity, along with a job as a researcher for the government. He was a proper researcher now, he was going to help save lives instead of standing aside as they were being destroyed.

He wanted to change, he wanted to be a better person. He wanted to try everything to atone for the past, the pain and chaos he's helped cause.

People can change, can't they?

Everyday, he'd walk into the office to make his way down to the lab. He'd catch the stares, hearing the whispers about him made the hairs on the back of his neck stand, and those looks. . those fucking looks.

"Wait- isn't that the guy who was apart of that cult?"

"What if he took out that Saddler creep so he could be boss. .?"

"What's he doin' in that lab? Bet he's making more of those sick parasites. ."

"He's probably the reason the president's daughter almost died."

He thought they'd eventually pass, that it wouldn't matter anymore. He tried his best, he really did. He just wanted to prove them wrong, that he wasn't the cultist monster they thought he was. But, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

He helped create Las Plagas, and by the time he realized his mistake it was too late. He just hoped- no, prayed that it wasn't too late for forgiveness, to pay his retribution.

He sighed, fiddling with his house key. He never talked to you about what was going on, he never wanted you to worry about him, especially about something so trivial. So, he shook it off, took a deep breath, and put on his poker face.

"I'm home, mi corazón!"

A smile on his face, he chuckles as you leap into his arms. Your arms and legs wrapped around him tight, like you were afraid to let him go.

"Ay! Where's all this coming from, eh? I'm sure I wasn't gone that long, cariño." He smirked, pressing a sweet kiss against your lips as he gently sets you on the floor, but his arms never leaving you.

God, he missed you. After another long day, he just wanted to be in your arms, just wanted to be near you. You were his home, his sweet paradise.

"I made your favorite for dinner. Go ahead and get comfortable, I'll make you a plate, babe." You say, pressing a kiss against his cheek before making your way back to the kitchen, so excited to spend the rest of the evening with your boyfriend.

He smiles as he watches you return to the kitchen before sighing as he crashed onto the couch, his hand combing through his dark locks as he finally got a moment to just be. . in peace. He was safe within the walls of your shared apartment, with such a sweet and loving partner like you here waiting for him.

He didn't deserve you. Of all people, why him?

"Luis. . you okay, baby?"

He quickly lifts his head to face you, you looked so worried. Fuck, he didn't want that to happen. How was he supposed to play this off?

He chuckled nervously, nodding, "Yes, yes, of course I am. Why wouldn't I be? I'm here, in this wonderful city with a wonderful partner and using this brain of mine to help people. I'm doing just fine, mi vida." He said, pressing a soft kiss against your knuckles after you set your plates down on the coffee table.

"Lu, honey. . I know something's wrong. You look so tired and. . over it, honestly. Are you sure that you're okay? You know that you can tell me anything, sweet baby." You assure him, caressing his cheek.

He couldn't contain it anymore. He just couldn't.

He sighed, resting his back against the couch. He finally shook his head, "It's. . been a rough few weeks, cariño. I feel like I'm barely keeping it together, if I'm being honest." He said, beginning to fiddle with his trusted lighter.

"Ever since. . you know, my co-workers look at me strange. While I'm on the way to the lab, I hear whispers and rumors, seeing those dirty looks they shoot at me. At first, I understood why. I mean, how would you react if your new co-worker used to work under a cult leader? That I stood by and let it all happen? I don't blame them. ." He sighed, flicking the lighter closed.

"I've been trying to atone for my sins, amor, I really have been. I feel. . horrible for what happened. All I wanted was to get out of that village, somehow, and I thought maybe that would be my chance. . obviously, I was wrong. I want to change, to be a better person. Ever since I was granted immunity, I've made that my mission. So far? It's going pretty damn poorly."

You could feel your heart break as you listened to him, you felt so bad. How could they? How could they just. . make those assumptions and accusations about him without actually asking for his side of events?

Luis was a brilliant man, an amazing boyfriend to you. Sure, he's done some major fuck-ups in the past, but he regrets every last thing. He just wanted to make-up for it all. He looked so sad, he never meant any harm, especially to the president and his daughter. That's why he helped when he did.

"I just. . I just want to help. I've lived a shitty life, and the moment I get a do-over. . more shit comes my way." He sighed, trying to keep his tears. They didn't deserve them, he had to be strong. But, he felt like he was reaching a breaking point.

"Lu. . whatever they say, it's not true. You and I both know that. Yes, you fucked up then, but you're making up for it now, and if they can't see that then they better not ask for your help when shit hits the fan." You said, getting a little pissed about it now. If you could, you'd kick every one of their uppity, government asses.

"You're a wonderful man, you've showed me that during that mission and you continue to show me that. If you truly were the ruthless bastard that they say you are, then you would've let Ashley die, you would've let all of us die." You say, wiping his tear away with your thumb as he looked so lovingly at you.

"Luis, I love you. You're going to help make this sick world a better place, and I'm so fucking proud of you." You say with a smile.

"I-I. . I don't deserve you, amor. Mi vida, la luz de mis ojos. What has this bastard done to deserve such love?" He whispered, finally being able to let go of his tears as he holds you close. You wrap your arms around each other in a warm embrace. He was so happy that you chose him.

"You're you, and that's all that matters, Lu." You murmur, holding him so close to you, wanting to squeeze out all those doubts and thoughts from him.

You loved him for him, and that was never going to change.

"Now, how about we enjoy dinner and some mind-numbing television? Then a nice, warm bubble bath and a movie with yours truly?" You ask, booping his nose.

He chuckled, sighing as he shook his head.

"That would be wonderful, my darling. . how can I repay such kindness and love? Would a massage suffice?" He spoke, smirking as he bounces his eyebrows, possibly hinting to something more.

You giggle, "I'm sure that'll do just fine as payment for my services."

He didn't deserve you. But, he damned sure wasn't going to fuck this up. No. . this was his second chance, and he was going to cherish every minute of it.

【 REBLOGS APPRECIATED!! 】

[realdeadeye]

None of what he had to say at the moment wouldn't be pure piss and vinegar, and it would be disproportionate by leaps and bounds to accuse the guy of anything. They didn't know each other by anything but stage performances in someone else's machinations.

He had a pretty obvious "annoyed" expression as a person, the problem being that most of the things he tended to get annoyed at were the things constantly happening. His forehead creased in the "annoyed" look with age. Good thing he was a easy, if melancholy, smiler. Leon looked at a very grey, very much slower moving Luis, annoyed, and wiped rainwater off his jacket.

Sixteen years.

"Business as usual, huh?"

He sighed, releasing some of the tension in his jaw.

"I don't think there's anything that you could tell me that I don't already know, but this beast is your Eraserhead."

This day was just full of surprises.

"-- You remember anything about Spain? That machine got the bug off my spine. Sure as hell killed it, but the aftermath is still there. I've had everyone with a doctorate looking at my bones and scans."

He's not technically infected either.

"Ada said you were alive, so here I am."

@donserra

[randofics]

Amor en una caja

Luis Serra x Southern reader

You meet Luis after getting separated from Leon. Will his charm win over your heart?

18+ under cut!

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You came to the island with Leon to save the President's daughter, and somehow you'd ended up separated from him after being chased by a horde of infected. You ran into a Spaniard man as you were sneaking through a village. He practically ran into you as he snuck around a corner. Jumping a few feet away you drew your pistol on him. Harshly you whisper to him. "Who are you?"

Holding his hands up in surrender he gave you a nervous smile. "Easy señorita, I'm a good guy." "How do I know you ain't working with em?" He hadn't expected your thick accent, it seemed to trip him up. "Um... well for one thing I'm running away from those guys too, so if I were working with them don't you think I wouldn't have to run from them?"

You lower your gun only to draw again when you see an infected behind him. He ducks as you kill it with a well-placed headshot. "Estúpida! They heard you!" You can hear their yelling as they run to check out the noise. Looking around frantically you spot an open window. "C'mon this way!" You leap through onto the old wood floor and proceed to sweep the rooms looking for anyone that may be inside. With it cleared you meet up with your new acquaintance in the small kitchen.

He's rummaging through the cabinets looking for something. "So what's your name señorita?" "It's y/n, what's yours?" With a can of something in hand, he bows introducing himself. "I am Luis Sera but you may call me Luis." He tosses you the can and you examine the label trying to figure out what it is. It's in Spanish and you don't even try reading it. But it looks like black beans maybe?

"Not the best time to ask but do you have a smoke?" "No, I've never smoked a day in my life." He shrugs leaning against the counter. "Are you here alone or did you have someone with you?" "I'm supposed to be with my partner Leon but we got separated." "Ah, Leon! I met him a little while ago!" You perk up at that. "Really? Where was he?"

"Well, last I saw him. He was with a young lady named Ashley, and they were heading through the village."

"They must not have succeeded in the extraction and got a new extraction point." You check your communicator, and sure enough, the original extraction point had changed. We need to move otherwise we won't make it." "Y/n I need to do something first. Both Leon and Ashley are infected, but it hasn't taken over yet. I need to get to my lab so I can make a slowing agent." You sigh but nod in understanding."I'll go with you as extra protection."

"Deal, now let's get out of here before they find us." Looking out the open window, you see that they're gone, and the coast is clear. Hopping out the window, you stay low and peek around the corner. "Go go go!" He runs across to another house as you follow. He looks around the corner for a split second before whipping back around with a tense and surprised look on his face. You move to look past him unintentionally boxing him in against the wall. You're none the wiser as you observe the old woman carrying a pitchfork with her back turned to you.

He tenses, keeping his arms flat to his sides as you lean around him. This close, he can get a good look at you. You're wearing a damaged flannel over a bulletproof vest and a plain white T-shirt. Your muddy and slightly torn bootcut jeans mostly cover your square-toe cowboy boots, and you aren't wearing makeup. You suddenly look up at him, locking eyes before realizing what you're doing. Moving away from him, you mouth a "Sorry."

You bend down, grabbing a stone and gesturing that you would throw it to distract her. Moving to the opposite side of the house, you toss the stone far enough that she could still hear it. When he gives you the thumbs up, you sneak around with him. He leads you away from the village and pushes back some brush, revealing the mouth of a small cave. You look at him skeptically as he bows, gesturing for you to go ahead of him. "Ladies first."

Rolling your eyes, you duck under the lip of the cave entrance with your flashlight in hand. "So, does this cave lead to the lab or something?" "Eh sort of. It gets us pretty close." After a few minutes of navigating through the cave, you reach an underground river with a place to jump across. You can see that the cave continues on the other side. As you're busy looking at the relatively calm water flowing past, you hear Luis running and see him jump across successfully.

"Hey Luis, take my gun and flashlight." Making sure the safety is on you toss them over. You didn't want them to get soaked if you didn't make it across. There was a low rock you could use to climb up if you fell in, and you weren't worried about being swept away in such a calm current. Backing up a few yards, you took a running leap. Your landing was successful, but the rocks suddenly gave out under you, sending you plunging into the dark water below.

It was freezing cold as you surfaced and swam for the rocks. Luis hopped down to help pull you up. You knew hypothermia would likely affect you if you didn't dry off quickly. You tore off your drenched flannel and vest, tossing them to the ground and looking your arms over for any scrapes. You gathered your hair and rung it out.

He could see your bra under the opaque fabric of your white shirt. His whistle in appreciation startles you, and you follow his gaze to your chest, covering yourself with your arms. "Hey! You'd best turn your sorry tail around 'for I punch yer lights out!" He holds his hands up and spins around on his heel facing away from you. You partially turn away from him as you remove your shirt to ring it out.

He turns his head to look at you out the corner of his eye. His gaze traces the curve of your spine all the way down to where it disappears under your jeans. He snaps his head forward when you lift the shirt to put it on, narrowly missing getting caught. "Stay like that I ain't done yet." You slip off your soaked boots and socks before unbuttoning your jeans. As you slip them off, he looks at you again over his shoulder.

As you bend over, you happen to look his way, catching him in the act. Yelping, you pull down your shirt in an attempt to cover yourself again. "You idiot!" You throw your boot at him, his eyes widen, and he curls in on himself. It hits him square in the back of his head. "Ow, ok, I deserved that."

After you finish ringing out everything and putting everything back on, he holds your pistol and flashlight out for you. Snatching them from him, you give him an angry glare and continue through the cave.

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You trudge out the cave exit and push the bushes aside. He takes the lead again. There aren't many infected around here, but you can't relax. When you get to a metal door with a card scanner, he slips out an umbrella ID. He pushes open the door gun drawn. You sneak through the halls, not liking how quiet it is.

When you reach the right room, he scans his card again and jogs over to a computer hooked up to some machinery. You keep a lookout as he makes the slowing agent. After a few tense minutes, he walks over with a small case of syringes filled with liquid. "Now we have to get out of here." You call Leon, and he answers, but it's choppy. You can barely make out the word mines through the static.

"Alright then to the mines we go." At this point, you might as well call him your tour guide. He takes the lead yet again, showing you a secret hatch in a storage closet. A ladder leads down to the start of the mines.

There are lanterns and torches along the walls and hanging from the ceiling. He leads you further in and stops when he hears something. There are three infected men ahead, two conversing a bit with each other, and the other is guarding your way through. "We can take them." You nod already aiming at one. Both of you shoot at the same time, and it takes a few shots to kill them. There are large crates in the corner, and you notice some are open. Curiosity getting the better of you, you check them for anything useful.

Finding nothing, you both move on. When you come upon another large room, you duck back around the corner. A large, infected man with a boars head and an oversized sledgehammer is standing in the center as if he were waiting for something. Luis touches a loose rock on the wall, and it falls to the ground, alerting your enemy. You can hear the man running towards you so you both run the way you came.

Coming back to the Crates, there's only one large enough to fit you. Luis gets inside and pulls you in with him, sliding the lid shut. You both hold your breath as you hear the man trudge through. He stops close by, then turns around and walks back to where he was before. You sigh in relief when you don't hear him anymore.

What little light seeps through the cracks of the crate allows you to make out his silhouette and some of his features. He moves his leg, propping it up, which makes his thigh press into you between your legs. You squeak at the contact and try to sit up only for your hand to slip on some loose plastic at the bottom of the crate. You fall onto him, your chest pressed into his, and nose to nose. "Um... ar-are you alright?"

"Ye-yeah." You're kinda glad for the low light right now, so he can't see how much you resemble a tomato. His hands land on your waist, and his lips press against yours. His move surprises you, but you slowly relax into him. His lips moving against yours become more intense as his hands slide under your shirt. They glide along your sides, and his fingers slip under the hem of your jeans. His thumbs run over the sensitive sides of your abdomen, making you moan.

Reaching between you, you pull down the zipper of his jacket and unbutton his shirt. Your hands roam over his lean stomach. He chuckles at how eager you are. Pulling away, you both catch your breath. "Mi amor, you feel amazing against me." He kisses you again, your tongues intertwining as his hands move to the backs of your thighs. He breaks away only to scoot you up and press his lips to your neck.

He places kisses from your jaw to your collarbone and back up, leaving you breathless. His teeth nip at your skin, and he sucks hickeys into your flesh. "May I please you another way, Mi amor?" He purrs the words as his hand presses into your stomach with the tips of his fingers under the hem of your jeans. A shiver runs up your spine. "Yes, Luis, please!"

His warm hand slides into your underwear after he unbuttons your jeans, and his fingers lightly glide over your little pearl, making you gasp. One hand grabs his arm as the other moves to his hair. You feel the pads of his fingers pinch and roll your pearl, and a jolt of pleasure shoots up your spine. You cry out, your back arching as the hand in his hair pulls at his long locks, and the hand on his arm grips his sleeve.

He grins in satisfaction as he rolls and pulls on your pearl. Your head drops to his shoulder as you let those beautiful sounds escape your throat. "Luis, I'm close." When you warn him, he stops, making you whimper. "Ah ah ah, not yet mi querida." He tends to your neck again as he waits for you to come down a bit. Once he thinks you're ready, his fingers split you open and sink inside you.

His tongue drags over your pulse as his digits pump in and out of you. He feels around trying to find your sweet spot. Your sudden cry for him not to stop lets him know he's found it. Your nails scratch at his skin, and your thighs tighten around his hips. "I'm close!"

Growling in your ear, he encourages you to let go. "Dios mio eres hermosa! Come on, let go for me!"

"Ah! Luis Luis!" You bury your face in his neck as your walls clench on his fingers. Your whole body tenses as a waterfall of juices flows from you like Aquarius's Hydria. A low moan rumbles in his chest in appreciation. Slipping his hand free, he licks the sticky fluid from his palm and fingers.

"Gracias por la comida querida." He tilts your chin to kiss you again, and you can taste yourself on his tongue. As you sit down on him, you feel how hard he is. He hisses at the pressure, his hips twitching involuntarily under you. "Get on top of me."

"Que?" This time, you're the one growling. "I said, get on top of me, ya dummy." It's a bit of a tight space to turn over in, but you manage to do it. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you pull your hips up against his. "It's your turn stud." You purr the words in his ear, grinding into him for added effect. "Oh, I'm a stud, huh? Maybe I should show you what this stud can do, mi amor."

He thrusts slow at first, getting into a rhythm. You tangle a hand in his hair, kissing him. His hand slips under your shirt, his fingers dragging along your spine as you shiver under him. You pull back and connect your lips to the soft skin of his neck, nipping and sucking marks as his hips move faster.

His deep groans of pleasure tighten your coil as you pull his hips closer. "C'mon darlin,' I thought you were a stud?" He suddenly grabs both your wrists and holds them above your head with one hand. The other grips your hip, pulling you against him. His hips snap harder into you as he lets out a low growl. "Don't worry, I'm not done yet, mi amor." He keeps his pace thrusting firmly against you.

His lips kiss across your neck, and his tongue licks over your adams apple, making your eyes roll back for a second. You feel that you're getting close again, and just as you're about to fall over the edge, he pauses. His free hand hikes your leg up and locks it in his arm. He adjusts his hips, angling square into you and, with his face in your neck, begins thrusting into you again.

His breath becomes more labored than before, and his hips snap fervently into yours. You try futility to free your hands, but he won't budge. Cries and mewls flood from your lips as he pleasures you and himself. He opens his mouth and gently bites your shoulder, trying to ground himself.

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A bit further, and he'll definitely leap over the edge. He can feel the pressure building, and he thrusts harder, chasing his release. The sounds you're making as you writhe under him bring him a bit closer.

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His jaw tightens on your shoulder as his hips push harder into you, and finally, your coil snaps. Your legs shake a bit as you tense, back arching into him. He let's out a choked noise followed by his hips pressing yours into the bottom of the crate. His teeth grip your flesh harder as he releases. You can feel his member twitching and pumping through the fabric between you. If you'd been in a different situation, you'd wish he was inside you when he did that.

As you both rode out your highs, you knew you had to keep moving. You still had a mission to handle, so reluctantly the both of you quietly hopped out and continued your perilous journey.

[talkingperfectly-loud]

Okay! So, I’ve finally watched the Netflix Live Action ATLA and gathered my thoughts! Spoilers under the cut…

Overall score: 7/10

Overall thoughts: I was actually pleased! I wasn’t going in expecting it to be like the original series, and I was really excited to see how they would tell the story, what they would keep, and what they would change. I think that they did a great creative job melding a bunch of story lines together in a way that made sense, but, on a negative note, they did miss some key character beats that ranged from baffling to unforgivable. I loved this cast, and I think they all embodied their characters so well (Dallas Lui as Zuko?!? Hello?! *Chef’s kiss*). Deliveries were a bit stilted (to be expected with young actors just starting out), but I actually found it endearing, and they’ll only get better with practice. The bending wasn’t nearly as punchy or fun to watch in live action (especially the water bending. Oof), but it was leaps and bounds better than the Movie That Must Not Be Named. Below are the major takeaways:

Things I disliked

- Making the discovery and freeing of Aang completely passive. In the animated show, this was brought about BY Katara and Sokka. Their characters and their bickering, which caused Kataras rage, which caused her to waterbend, which caused her to free Aang. In the live action, it just… happens? Randomly? Nothing caused it, and it was a much weaker moment because of it.

- They took away Zuko’s crucial moments of mercy. Yes, they have him save the 41st, and yes, they have him hesitate during his Agni Kai with Ozai… BUT he was about to burn Katara on Kyoshi island? When she was down and unarmed?? At the North Pole, he was about to burn Zhao, who was also down and unarmed?? Absolutely not. No. No way. He wouldn’t even burn Zhao in the original show, because he knows what it’s like to be burned and despite his rage, he is a good person. There is absolutely no way he would be willing to harm someone who is unarmed.

- Sokka not explicitly asking Suki to train him. We NEEDED to see that humility where he asks for their help, not just him staring wistfully through the door and her taking pity. Humble him!!!!

- Sokka not being involved in the Jet storyline. I know that Katara is more obviously the choice to get involved here (love interest, etc), but Sokka and Jet are foils! They are both young men tasked with protecting people they love. Not having Sokka’s moment where his skepticism and independence saves the day is such a loss for his character. This could have even been kept in the Omashu storyline, with Sokka evacuating a building before a bomb goes off, etc.

- Why the literal heck did Bumi himself come to the front of the palace to receive the inventions from Sai?? What the hell even was that scene??

- Cutting the Haru storyline. This episode is crucial for Katara, who has WAY too little to do in this show, tbh. Her rallying the earth kingdom prisoners, and encouraging them to fight back is so so so important. I think they tried to move this to the Northern Water tribe storyline (when she rallies the women) but we don’t SEE it!! It happens offscreen!!!!

- Minor, but the blue spirit mask looked kinda dumb. I wish they had taken inspiration from real kabuki masks and made it more scary.

- I personally feel that Ozai is TOO personable in this adaptation. I’m guessing Daniel Dae Kim probably had a lot of say over the portrayal of this character, but I don’t think they made him dark enough. Ozai is cruel and that is CRUCIAL. He is abusive and manipulative, and hateful. Framing Zuko’s banishment and mutilation as if these were deliberate “learning moments,” rather than cruel, unjustifiable abuse is character assassination.

- Azula isn’t Azula. No shade to the actress, but the script has her written as a hot-headed, temperamental teenager desperate to prove herself. That’s ZUKO! Azula should be able to make grown men per their pants. Do her bidding. She can command armies. She never lets you see her weaknesses or her walls. She is cold, calculating, and terrifying. She is 13 steps ahead of you. Live action Azula loses her temper during a fight, talks back to Ozai (?!?!), and whines to Mai and Ty Lee about her frustrations. That’s not Azula.

- The “ice moon” thing at the North Pole? Why? Why aren’t there any spirits in this world? There’s no need to change that.

- Zhao’s death!?! What the hell was that!?!? No no no no no. Absolutely awful in every possible way. Where was his karmic justice?!? Why introduce the Fog of Lost Souls if you weren’t going to show Zhao getting pulled down into it?!? Where was Zuko, offering him mercy, despite everything? Where was Zhao’s pride, refusing his hand?? Furthermore, you make Iroh of all people a murderer?!? Fine, you could have him intervene and push Zhao into the water like he pushed him down after the Agni Kai in the original series. But to kill him?? Unprompted?! In cold blood?! Zhao wasn’t even his opponent!! Horrifying and disturbing. Unforgivable.

Things I loved

- The order of events. I actually love starting 100 years in the past and not making it clear what is about to happen. I also love that it isn’t clear just how long Aang has been asleep for! I love love love that dramatic irony if you know, and the reveal if you don’t.

- Aang stealing Zuko’s notebook. Finally, it’s explained how the gaang knew Zuko’s name lol

- Aang & Iroh meeting and chatting on the ship when he’s captured! It’s such a small scene, but felt so reminiscent of their conversation from Book 2 that it made me happy.

- Suki being so awkward!! Yes girl!! You have clearly never flirted before and it is obvious! I also loved having her mother be the matriarch of the village. Makes total sense tbh.

- Fleshing out Omashu! I love that they combined Jet & the Mechanist here. It makes Omashu feel more real, and it’s a natural place to put these storylines. I think this was really well done. Also bringing Iroh & Zuko into the story here was seamless, and worked to further both their characters (Zuko choosing Iroh over Aang, Iroh sacrificing himself to save Zuko)

- Having Bumi be an angry old man. This is controversial, but if we put aside Legend of Korra for a second where canon says Aang and him stay bffs, this actually makes a lot of sense. It’s not fair that Aang got to be asleep for 100 years. Bumi, as he said, had to struggle and suffer during that entire time. I’m glad that not everyone is like “it’s okay, it’s not your fault” because it kind of is!! I’m glad they had someone to actually hold him accountable a bit!

- Aang and Zuko connecting during the Blue Spirit episode. Aang making Zuko smile! Them joking! Them feeling pity for each other! The star-crossed friendship of it all! Gorgeous, gorgeous scene.

- Expanding on the theme of friendship vs. isolation. It’s such a key theme in the animated series that flies under the radar, and I really like how they took it and seemed to run with it.

- Azula collaborating with Zhao. It makes so much sense, since Zhao is just some rando tbh?It sets up both the Dai Li storyline and sibling rivalry nicely in season 2.

- Having Zuko’s crew be the division he saved?!?! A stroke of absolute genius.

- No Kataang!! I’m so sorry, but I honestly always felt that any romance in the original series was gratuitous, odd, and oh so Western. This is a story about children at war. I’m glad the romance is taking a back seat.

- Having Pakku see Katara for HER, rather than for her grandmother!! I always hated that in the original show! She fights her damn heart out and he still won’t train her UNTIL he sees her grandmother’s necklace. It always felt like the age-old blight of men not being able to care about a woman unless they have, or can image having, a personal connection to them (What if that was your mother, daughter, etc). I LOVE this change.

- Katara rallying the other women!! Pulling up everyone!! This is such an obvious change I can’t believe they didn’t have this in the original show. As I said, though, I do wish we saw her speech to them. That’s such an important character moment.

[aerial-jace]

I've begun to use Duolingo again in order to practice my Japanese and to maybe one day take the N4 or N3 JLPT test because as much as I have a problem with Luis von Ahn and how the company has treated the minority languages already on the platform and the Duolingo Incubator program I have to admit it's still a very useful free resources for language learning. And as one of the core languages Duolingo advertises, along the likes of Korean, Chinese, Spanish, French, German, and Italian, I was curious about how the company had developed the Japanese course since bringing the development in-house instead of letting the volunteer initial developers run it. And I have to say I am pleasantly surprised about how the app's pedagogy, both in general and for this particular course, has evolved since the very rough 1st version of the Japanese tree I tried out way back when it first released. It has really improved bounds and leaps. If only the same care was put towards the minority languages that lay forgotten in the app...

[beginningobserver]

The details are a day in which we post a ton of Ohwada Rui and Ukkomon stuff -- possibly spoiler free because not everyone had the chance to watch the movie yet -- and get it reblogged on a special blog or something.

I'll be using all the most known tags for the movie + Rui so it can reach more peeps. Please help by sharing the post too.

[aoyama-division]

It was nearing midnight when the doorbell to the Kōkyū residence rung out. Luis was still awake, though he was preparing to head off to bed since he had a busy day at work tomorrow. He could only imagine what mess his employees had left for him on his day off. But upon hearing the doorbell ring, he groaned as he stopped what he was doing and headed for the entrance. He was thankful his grandmother didn't hear it, but then again, she always was a bit of a hard sleeper.

Opening the door, he frowned as there was no one present, but looked as there was a package at the foot of the door, addressed to him. Reaching down, he could feel that something was inside, and it wasn't light either. Closing the front door, he walked into the kitchen, setting the package on the table. Grabbing a spare knife, he cut open the box and peered inside.

The chef's eyes grew large as it was a bottle of Jose Cuervo. Not just any regular Jose, however. This was a 250th Anniversary bottle! Luis wasn't a liquor expert like his friend, Rashaad, but even he knew that this bottle wasn't cheap. Speaking of Rashaad, the chef looked as a letter was attached to the outside of the box, written in the bartender's handwriting:

"Happy birthday, Luis! My apologies for sending this to you so late, but I had trouble finding it in my backroom. One day, I'll get around to cleaning that place up. But anyway, I know you mentioned you wanted to try this particular brand, so I saved it up till now for you. Hope you enjoy, pal! And happy birthday again!

Sincerely, Rashaad."

"Damn it, Rashaad," Luis thought as he looked at the bottle of liquor, his mouth already watering as he wondered how the beverage tasted. "You couldn't have sent this to me earlier? You had to deliver right before I was about to go to sleep?"

The chef knew if he drunk one glass of this stuff now, he wasn't going to stop at just one glass. But it was already late, and he had to be up for 5 in the morning to open up his restaurant. Weighing the pros and cons of his decision, Luis eventually gave in to temptation and grabbed a glass out of one of the kitchen cabinets. Popping open the bottle, the aroma of the liquor filled his nostrils, and he hastily poured the beverage into his glass.

Taking the leap, he quickly downed the liquor, letting the burn hit his throat while the flavors passed through his mouth. He felt his eyes water, but he wasn't crying. As he looked at his now empty glass, he looked back at his still full bottle of Jose. Even though he knew he shouldn't, he poured another glass. As he did only one thought passed his mind.

"Rashaad, you are going to pay for this, my friend."

[akihabara-division03]

The day was quickly shifting into evening time in the city of Akihabara. Luckily for Shian Meizono, her day was just beginning since she took the day off of work to relax. It was her birthday, after all. She had just come back home from a day of shopping and relaxation to find a package waiting for her on her front doorstep. Frowning a bit, she didn't recall ordering anything. And even if she did, it wasn't in a traditional mail package. Her work had trained her to be cautious at all times, so it wasn't a surprise that she was a bit wary of some strange gift appearing out of nowhere.

Picking it up, the bail enforcement agent gave the box a quick shake. There was definitely something inside, obviously. Looking around, she saw no one present. Figuring if this was a trap, she'd better take it inside her house. Entering, she looked at the package again and, with a sigh, decided to take the leap as she carefully undid it. Opening it up, she veered inside, and her eyes grew wide at what was within:

It... it was a birthday cake. ...An ice cream birthday cake if the small puddle of vanilla ice cream down beside it was any hint. Blinking, Shian reached down with her index finger, taking a bit of icing off the cake and sampling it. Her eyes grew wide at the flavor that exploded inside her mouth. Oh, she was definitely going to enjoy eating this later. ...But not if she didn't hurry and put it in the freezer before it completely melted!

Doing so, she sighed before wondering who had sent it to her. Looking inside the box once more, she saw a note that was partially ruined thanks to the ice cream that was dripping off of it. Still, it was fairly legible, as it read:

"To Shian Meizono,

I wish you a very happy birthday. I hope you are enjoying it. Consider this my way of repaying for the cake you delivered unto me for my birthday last year. I sincerely hope you enjoy it. Again, I wish you the best.

Sincerely,

Luis Kōkyū

P.S. This was my first attempt at making an 'ice-cream cake'. Let me know if you enjoyed it. Sorry if vanilla isn't your favorite. It was all I had on-hand."

Am I… am I supposed to eat myself? Shian as she placed the cake into the freezer.

Something cold and wet dripped onto her foot. Shuddering at the ice-cold sensation, she stared long and hard at the little white drip that had landed on her.

Her cold frost-blue eyes first darted to the freezer and then to her hands.

Oh…

Guess I didn’t get to the freezer in time.

Bringing her hand to her mouth, she swiped her pink tongue from her forearm to the tips of her fingers. Taking the melted ice cream with her and taking in that sweet, creamy, rich, and warm, almost smoky flavor that vanilla bean was famous for.

Simple, basic… but you really could never go wrong with it.

Great little treat for later. You’re a genius as always, Luis Kōkyù…

Thanks for the gift!

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

Today in Christian History

Today is Wednesday, January 3rd, 2024. It is the 3rd day of the year in the Gregorian calendar; Because it is a leap year, 363 days remain until the end of the year.

1521: Pope Leo X excommunicates Martin Luther in the bull Decet Romanum Pontificum for having challenged practices of the Roman Catholic Church and refusing to recant as required in Exsurge Domine, an earlier bull.

1638: Shogunate warriors defeat Christian and peasant rebels who retreat to Shimabara where they capture the fortress at Hara. After the rebellion is put down, Christianity will be outlawed in Japan.

1853: Presbyterians in Chicago pass resolutions against slavery, declaring it “a gross invasion of the natural rights of man and a grievous outrage upon the principles of that civil liberty we enjoy and that Protestant Christianity [that] we profess, a moral wrong which must be offensive to God, and which is most injurious to the temporal prosperity and happiness and to the spiritual wellbeing of all connected with it.”

1918: Death at Bennington, Vermont, of Annie Sherwood Hawks (pictured above), Baptist hymnwriter, best known for the hymn “I need thee every hour.”

1927: Fray Luis (Dr. Walter Montaño), having fled a Dominican monastery, kneels in prayer beside Protestant missionary Charles A. Patton, and yields himself to Christ as Savior. Montaño will become a well-known Protestant evangelist throughout Latin America.

1930: Kenyan zealots who insist on female circumcision murder elderly missionary Hilda Stumpf of the Africa Inland Mission (pictured above) over her opposition to the practice and multilate her body.

1930: Soviets sentence several nuns to exile in the north: Theodora, Anna, Darya, Anysia, and Agrippina. They will not be heard from again.

1963: Peter Vashchenko and several other Russian Christians, desperate after years of mistreatment, which included having their children sent to juvenile homes to live with unmanageable delinquents, overwhelm the policeman at the gates of the American embassy in Moscow and enter, seeking asylum in the West. Their complicated story will cover three decades.

[ablackuchiha]

In 9th grade I decided to write my own tournament shonen arc, idek why LMAO but yeah here it is lmk if you like it :D

Tournament rules- You advance by knocking out your opponent or forcing them to give up, 3 people will

Become cyclones there are 3 separate tournaments each with 8 participants the 3 winners will become a Cyclone

Finn Sumo

Sierra Leo

Pierre Sing

Amanda Luis

-Finn defeats Sumo he quickly punches sumo in the stomach but sumo absorbs it he punches him over and over but he just keeps absorbing it Finn quickly realizes his power is absorb and release which means he needs to end this fast Finn punches Sumo with hell flame and then German suplexes him into the ground and it knocks him out

-Leo defeats Sierra but taunts her the whole time she’s losing because she’s poor and has nothing pissing Finn off and Leo lands a blow on her that almost kills her when the match ends he spits on her. Which makes Finn get up and rush to the ring where he’s stopped by guards and now he has to wait a full day to face Leo.

-Pierre kills sing in an instant

-Amanda defeats Luis with her expert knowledge of pressure points

Finn Leo

Amanda Pierre

-Finn defeats Leo they weren’t equal Finn was just better then Leo and that broke Leo’s pride

-Pierre defeats Amanda brutally almost kill her and because she wouldn’t give up he tortures her to the point where she’s crying,A black aura wraps around Finn and he screams “ENOUGH” flash steps to the ring and punches Pierre, Pierre says oh your the one that beat Leo you know he was one of my top earners I should kill you for that, The General of the Government drops in and says you can do what ever you want tomorrow in the finals Pierre says fine I can wait another day to kill you,Finn rushes Pierre but he’s knocked out by the general. It’s announced that Amanda lost due to disqualification Finn wakes up next to Amanda in the hospital room and Leo sitting by Finns side Leo explains that trash like him can’t win and he has to drop out unless he wants to die, he explains Pierre is ruthless and will do anything to win, When Finn looks discouraged and scared because of the stories Leo is telling him he sees Amanda trying to move but in pain Amanda says please don’t face him,please I can’t lose you too she’s crying while saying this and he gets angry and says he’s going to die tomorrow.

Finn Pierre

Finn defeats Pierre this battle should take 3 episodes

Beginning: Finn starts by rushing Pierre and tries punching and kicking him but Pierre evades and blocks all of it,Pierre elbows Finn down to the floor Pierre thinks it’s done so he starts walking away and quickly Finn goes on all fours and leaps to tackle Pierre. Pierre jumps in the air and both of his feet land on Finns back,Pierre says fine picks Finn up by the hair and punches his stomach when he goes to again Finns legs wrap around it and put Pierre in a submission, Pierre is trying to get out of it but when he gets out of one he gets caught in another he thinks to himself how the hell does this kid have this much power Pierre powers up and slams Finn onto the floor,Finn screams ITS NOT THAT EASY and holds onto his grip,Pierre breaks the grip by ripping his arm off as Beast creature can regenerate their arms. The beginning of the fight ends when Finn powers up completely

Middle: Finn is now equal with Pierre due to powering up they clash blow for blow until Pierre grabs Finns leg and hurls him into the ground over and over Finn grips the floor and spins out of Pierres grip. Finn jumps up and spin kicks Pierre but he blocks it and catches him again. Finn then activates his Zeke power and puts hell flame into a kick from his other legs and suddenly the hell flame disappears and Pierre throws Finn across the stage and now Finn realizes what Pierres Zeke power is and why he over powered Amanda so easily his power his cancel out other Zeke powers and with how strong and powerful he is he’s basically unbeatable. Finn says in his mind NO THERE HAS TO BE A WAY TO BEAT THIS GUY, Finn thinks to put him in another submission and when he tries to tear off his arm to get out of it then Finn will activate his power. While he’s thinking Pierre says this fight is too long and runs full speed at Finn punches him in the stomach and sends him out of the ring the refs start counting down from 15 as it should take that long to get back into the ring the smoke is covering Finn so the ref doesn’t realize that Finn is digging his way to Pierre At 1 Finn is about to be counted out when suddenly he pops out behind Pierre from digging his way underground and deliveres a full powered hell flame kick to Pierres head since he also learned to cancel out someone’s power Pierre needs to look at them. When everybody thinks Pierre is done he kips back up and rips his head off since it’s on fire grows it back and kicks Finn down to the floor and becomes his final beast form.

Ending: Finn fully powered up vs Pierre fully powered up,Pierre is wiping the floor with Finn he’s tossing him around screaming give up. Pierre thinks killing him isn’t enough he wants his pride gone. Pierre kicks Finn into the air and then punches him back down multiple times but finally when the beating is over Pierre is standing over Finn and he puts his foot on Finns arm and breaks it Finn screams. Pierre says give up Finn smiles and says I’ll never give up when he’s about to pass out he hears Amanda scream his name “FINN PLEASE...WIN FOR YOUR DREAM” Suddenly a black and red aura wrap around Finn and he’s lifted back up by this power Pierre says what the hell im cancelling his power out how the hell is he doing this unless his spiritual energy is just so big it’s leaking from his body but what kind of energy is this.Flashbacks of Amanda’s hurt and bloody body pop up in Finns mind.Finn looks up at Pierre and his pupils are missing and he says “you hurt her” and then he screams “I’LL KILL YOUUUUU!”Pierre says what are you because he senses the aura of the Devil a aura he felt when he was very young. Finn flash steps behind Pierre and activated hell flame on his fist but the flame is blue and burning Finns hand Pierre can’t turn around fast enough to cancel his power out and Finn says “someone like you does not deserve life..die trash” Pierre says “wait please” and Finn rips through Pierres heart and burns Pierres whole body

[spectaculardistractions]

From Julio Cortázar

Paris, 30 November 1962

Dear Buñuel, Yes, dear Buñuel: dear for all that you are and for all that you’ve done and still do to wrench this stupid world from its carapace of daily, rotten habits. I never thought I would be fortunate enough to write to you, personally, to tell you, first and foremost, what your films have meant for those Argentines of my generation who chanced upon the pure marvel of The Golden Age in their youth and felt not all was lost as long as there were poets like you, rebels like you. I remember that when I arrived in Paris for the first time, twelve years ago, The Young and the Damned had just premiered there. It made such an impression on me that the very same night I wrote a review for Sur, even though I’m quite bad at writing reviews and don’t have the critical sense to write them well. And this year, a few months ago, I was at a private screening of The Exterminating Angel which had the same fabulous effect on me as The Golden Age, like an escape from all the conventional and no more than intelligent films you see these days. I am such an admirer of Bergman, Resnais and Truffaut, but the films you make always have that dizzying rift in reality, that glimpse of the beyond that is really the only thing poets care about. And for that, you are one of the few reasons I’m glad to have lived at this time. And I say this, without mincing my words, because I know you will understand.

You can imagine how delighted I am at the possibility that one of my stories might provide the theme for part of your next film. Even more so, when it might be accompanied by Aura, which I find remarkable and by the equally remarkable Gradiva. I know that in your hands, my maenades would take the final leap they could not in my story, held back by literary considerations I no longer believe in and that should, anyway, be broken, as you have broken so many stupid taboos sustained by a hypocrisy we know all too well.

I am loath to mention money after everything I’ve just said, but bitter pills should be swallowed fast, and I hope that in the future we’ll be able to meet up or write and talk of other things. I suggest $4,000, and I’m doing so on the basis of payments for two Argentine film adaptations of stories of mine (La cifra impar, which has just premiered in Buenos Aires, and El persiguidor, which is being filmed and should be finished around now).

I’m sending this to your address in Spain, although you put your Mexican address at the bottom of your letter, because I think I understood you would be in Madrid a while longer. I do hope you will be able to come to Paris soon, as you mentioned in your letter. I’m shy and socially inept, but I think that, with you, I would feel such a close friend at once that the idea of meeting you here and discussing so many things makes me very happy.

Thank you for everything and warmest regards from your friend,

Julio Cortázar Place du Général Beuret

Jo Evans & Breixo Viejo, Luis Buñuel: A Life in Letters

[luisangel12]

My name is Luis, and I'd like to take this opportunity to share a little piece of my journey with you all.

I hail from Mexico, a place that will always hold a special corner in my heart. From a young age, I harbored dreams of soaring far away from my home, and as fate would have it, I found myself taking that leap of faith. However, the path ahead remained shrouded in uncertainty, and I often pondered what the future held for a young dreamer like myself.

Venturing far away from the familiar grounds of home proved instrumental in shaping my growth. It was amidst the trials and tribulations that life threw my way that I found the resilience to weather storms, including the inevitable heartbreaks that accompany life's journey.

Along this winding path, I encountered individuals whose presence served as guiding lights, illuminating aspects of myself that had long lain dormant. It was through these interactions that I learned to appreciate my true worth, realizing that my journey was not a mere happenstance, but rather a deliberate unfolding of the person I was destined to become.

Imperfection became a companion I learned to accept, acknowledging that striving for an unattainable perfection served only to stifle growth. Instead, I embraced the idea of continual self-improvement, striving each day to evolve into a better version of myself.

Central to this evolution has been the enduring presence of love in my life. The unwavering love of my mother, a beacon of strength and compassion, has indelibly shaped my understanding of the world and my place within it. I carry her love in my heart, a constant reminder of the values that anchor me in times of uncertainty.

And in moments of solitude, where the cacophony of life fades into silence, I found solace in the discovery of self. Embracing the essence of who I am, flaws and all, has been a liberating experience, allowing me to forge a deeper connection with the person staring back in the mirror.

As I continue to navigate the uncharted waters of life, I am grateful for the opportunities that have shaped me into the person I am today. Each experience, whether joyous or challenging, has contributed to my growth, enabling me to cultivate a deeper understanding of myself and the world around me.

Thank you for allowing me to share a glimpse of my journey with you. May we all find the courage to embrace our vulnerabilities, celebrate our strengths, and navigate life's twists and turns with grace and resilience.