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[dippedanddripped]

Offset - SET IT OFF (Official Video)

[thatsorand-o]

IVY PARK

PARK TRAIL

[brandondull]

Offset portrait shot by Brandon Dull

[tsims]

Howdy! I love your style of play and the way your domestic units evolve, I would like to ask you a few questions if it's not too much trouble since I haven't played enough of the sims 3, how do you make the game rotational? Do you follow some set of rules or do you balance it with a mod? And, one more, the game runs smoothly on your laptop, don't you need something like the smooth patch from lazyduchess?Thanks, and sorry for so many questions >u<

Hello! It's not too much trouble at all.

For how I make sims 3 rotational. I use the "sims 2 aging" option in Ani's Mod of randomness. This way my sims only age when I play them. I also have story progression off, and use a mod that prevents random go steady (boyfriend/girlfriend), marriage, and divorce --- it's on sim asylum if I remember and should be easy to hunt down with a google search.

It's a lot more easy for me to keep track of and doesn't need any extra work on my end, however many sims 3 players prefer to use Nraas Caste System for a rotational system. Also, with Nraas you can pause a pregnancy (a pregnancy will keep progressing even if you leave a household with Ani's mod so I tend to play a household until a sim gives birth to stop age discrepancy.

For rules, I have a few like giving a sim a "one true career", and they keep interviewing until they get it. That way I get to play with the job hunting mod, and it's a lot of fun! I tax all my sims every Friday, and I only have sims get pregnant when they wish for it --- I have a mod by migos that means sims aren't fertile all the time, and the mod also comes with birth control and the possibly of being infertile. I only give them pets when they're asked for too. I put all my sims with "bad traits" in therapy of some kind, and follow Pleasant sims sims 2 hobby system for my sims with some tweaks (so I'm forced to play with more skills etc)

Something else I do is use real life population stats to determine how many sims can get a degree, be LGBT+, and how many sims are religious.

The save runs well on my computer, but honestly I think a big part of it is having Nraa's/Ea's story progression off, and instead playing rotationally, sims 3 lag is mostly routing errors, so sims having to age up every other day around town is hectic. Smooth patch helps with load times in cas/buildbuy etc, and mods like OhRudi's mods that make interactions take less space, and Nraa's overwatch that reset stuck sims helps the game run pretty well! Also, I have a routing fix mod that allows sims and pets interact on slopes, I'm sure that's on mod the sims.

[queenofsimpsblog]

believe me - shuri x reader pt 2

HCEWUGCFYUEWG so my dumbass accidentally deleted the 2nd draft, so i had to rewrite this bad boy MULTIPLE TIMES to make it absolutely perfect for you guys, cuz everyone loved pt 1 so much i just knew i had to make pt 2 as perfect as possible WARNINGS: mentions of drowning, fight scenes, gets a little graphic towards the end, pure fluff ending here are all the accounts that asked for a pt 2 (sorry if i missed a few): @shurislover @taiiunknown @sinsikoxo @mysticalmarss @lilroachsworld @angelsmist @ogbells16 @youralphawolf72 @6-noir @awolfcsworld @adeola-the-explorer @shuriszn @kya-rose @minionslikeppl @anonassbjtch @miguenza @dovesbeauty @yamsthoughts @k3nn3dyxo honorary mention to @locoforshuri WHO HAS IGNORED ME FOR SO LONG SMH LIKE BITCH ARE YOU ALIVE?! ARE YOU DEAD?! HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW IF YOU IGNORE ME LIL SHIT?! YOU GOT OTHER HOES OR SMTH?! I THOUGHT WE HAD SMTH SPECIAL ok i'm done with my lil rage outburst, y'all have fun reading this <3

"what the hell do you think you're doing?!"

*20 minutes ago*

"oh please. you're just jealous that i love maya and not you," shuri spat out. you were too upset to deal with the way her comment stung your heart, so you chugged the remainder of your drink and left the booth.

shuri shut her eyes and sighed in annoyance. she regretted her words the instant they left her mouth. she wanted to get up and look for you, but your body was lost in the dancing crowd.

she downed her scotch, still feeling thirsty. shuri was feeling out of sync the entire day. she felt parched, hungry, nauseous, irritated. it wasn't her period, no. it was something else.

she stayed at her seat, drinking shot after shot. one of the downsides to being the black panther was an incredibly fast metabolic rate. in layman terms, she couldn't get drunk that easily.

she stayed at her seat, staring at her hands. thinking of you. missing you. feeling guilty for what she said.

just then, her kimoyo beads buzzed. an SOS message from you. the alcohol instantly evaporated as she saw the alert. shuri got up from her seat, using her panther vision to locate riri at the bar, talking to the waitress who flirted with her earlier.

***

(lil smth for the fight scene)

"what the hell do you think you're doing?!"

you turned from your seat to look at maya, standing at the door frame, looking angry, and a tad bit scared.

"me? what's all this?! who the fuck are you, and why are you here?!"

"that's none of your business."

"excuse me?! oh fuck this. i'm showing shuri all of this, right the fuck now," you waved your phone at her smugly. maya reached ahead for it but you blocked her hand with your other arm, throwing her against the bookshelf, knocking a few heavy books down that hit her on the head. you took that as your chance and made a run for it.

while running, you opened your sling bag and put your phone inside, zipping it up and putting the sling around your shoulder to make sure the phone wouldn't fall down anywhere.

the sound of bullets being fired gave you an extra push to make you run faster. just then, maya switched to a different weapon. it sent a thick string of black slime that got hold of your foot and yanked you down. she then changed the setting to withdraw the slime, pulling your body to her so that she wouldn't have to run after you. she used a weapon that you designed against you. unbelievable. while that was happening, you took off an earring and hurriedly sent an SOS signal to the first contact that popped up, and threw your earring aside.

your body was being violently dragged towards maya, and when you were close enough, she made a move to get your purse. you punched her in the nose and pushed her head aside, giving you enough space to get up and a break for it again. that's when maya drove a knife in your thigh. you yelled in pain, as you tried to move. but maya was one step ahead. she took a white cloth and put it over your mouth. at that point, you realised that fighting against her was futile. in your final moments of consciousness, you took off your bracelet and threw it down before passing out.

maya smirked, proud at herself as she dragged your body to a secluded corner of the floor. drops of blood from your thigh marked her path. a large, potted plant stood there. she kicked it down, and pressed a button on the side, revealing a secret tunnel opening. she carelessly threw your body down the tunnel and gave you a slight push, following you afterwards.

***

"yeah, well, that's how i learned using a blowtorch to reheat a grilled cheese sandwich was a bad idea," riri spoke and the waitress laughed, smiling profusely.

they looked cute together, and shuri hated to interrupt the moment. but if the message wasn't an accident, and your life was actually at stake, then she knew that she had to do something about it.

"riri! i need your help to find y/n,"

"why don't you just track her with those beads?"

"it says she's right at the club, which doesn't make sense because i can't see her anywhere,"

the waitress interrupted their conversation. "if y/n is the type of person to trespass, you might want to check the third floor. she might've gotten too drunk and gone there by accident,"

riri smiled at the woman and thanked her for the suggestion, taking shuri's hand to lead her to the elevator.

"wait a minute, wasn't y/n supposed to be with you the entire time? why'd she leave?"

shuri sighed, angry at herself. she told riri what happened, causing the american to frown at her.

"dude, what the fuck?! that was totally uncalled for. y/n was just tryna help you. and besides, the rejection hurt her already. you didn't need to bring it up again,"

shuri stayed quiet. she knew what she did was wrong. but the constant hammering in her head robbed her of the ability to think properly.

the elevator door opened and they walked around, hoping to find you. the atmosphere was sinister. both women could tell that something bad happened there. riri looked at her friend. "i'll check the right side, you check the lift," shuri nodded silently and walked away, carefully assessing the scene. her feet led her to the very secluded room you found before, and she was more than shocked when she found everything.

the stalker board. the computer with wakanda's security secrets. it was all so overwhelming. what hit her hard was when she saw this one symbol on this piece of paper.

it was at if it put her in some sort of trance. memories flashed through her mind. the symbol was of the french embassy. she remembered seeing it when she first saw maya.

only when maya first introduced herself, she didn't go by that name. she said something else, but shuri couldn't remember. it was as if someone drugged her.

was that possible? was someone brave enough to drug the protector of wakanda? her thoughts were interrupted when she heard riri yell for her.

"shuri! i found something!!"

she ran towards riri's voice, and stopped when she saw the girl hold something in her hands.

"it's y/n's earring. she dropped it. do you think it's some sort of clue?" riri asked. shuri looked at the piece of jewelry to be sure. yes. it was yours. her gaze went down to the drops of blood on the floor, trailing off elsewhere. she gestured to it. riri got the message. both of them silently trailed the path of blood until it stopped and a knocked down plant.

shuri went closer to get a better look, and found the button. slightly hesitant, she pushed it, and the secret door opened up. both women looked at each other.

"you think that's where she went?" riri spoke as she looked around the tunnel.

shuri spotted the black bracelet on the floor and picked it up. "this bracelet belongs to y/n. i bought this for her last year. i think she dropped it on purpose. you were right. she's leaving clues for us,"

"but where does this tunnel lead to?"

the black panther lifted her kimoyo beads up. "griot. scan this opening, please. tell me where it leads to,"

"just one moment, panther," griot stayed quiet for a few seconds. "it appears to lead to a cave, your majesty. it's hidden quite well, deep within the ground. i sense some water bodies nearby. i believe it is somewhere near the river border,"

"okay, well, we're going after her," riri started removing her jewelry, getting ready to fight whoever tried to harm you.

"one moment, miss williams. i believe entering through the same opening may be a foolish choice, as you would land right in front of the enemy. there is another entrance to the cave. but you need to be able to hold your breath to use it."

"griot, do you have access to any security footage here?"

"my apologies, panther, but there are no surveillance cameras here. maya had them removed once she bought club purple,"

shuri groaned in frustration. "alright. send me the coordinates for the second opening. alert okoye and the dora milaje. get them on standby. i'm getting my girl back,"

shuri and riri sped their way back to the palace so that shuri could get her suit. riri changed into a bulletproof tracksuit she made for herself a couple years ago. they couldn't go save you in their club outfits, could they?!

while the royal talon fighter sped its way to the second entrance to the secret tunnel, riri asked her friend what she found on the other side of the hallway.

"maya... that's not her real name. y/n was right. she was using me. there was something off about her. i should've listened. this is all my fault," shuri dragged a hand on her face as riri rubbed her back.

"don't worry. we'll find her. she's gonna be okay. but wait, what did you say about maya? that ain't her real name?"

"i don't know, my memory is being weird. i somehow cannot recall what happened the day i met her. how we ended up dating. it's as if--"

"as if you were drugged?" riri finished the sentence. suddenly, everything clicked. shuri remembered everything, and blurted all of it out to riri.

***

you woke up. jittery, confused. taking a look at your surroundings, you realised that maya had you captured. you were tied to a wooden chair, and you seemed to be stuck in some sort of cave. there was a table in front of you, with a small black rectangular object. it looked like a taser, but you weren't quite sure. the wound on your leg was bandaged up. but who bandaged you in the first place?

"rise and shine, you little bitch," maya's voice loomed from behind you. she walked around to face you, and you sneered at the sight.

"oh i knew there was something off about you,"

"oh, yes, you clever girl," you noticed the change in her accent. initially, she spoke in an american accent. then, it changed to a french accent.

you raised an eyebrow. "french? what are you, a spy or something?"

she let out a sinister laugh. "well, yes. you could say that. i suppose since i'm about to kill you, i can tell you who i really am," well, there it was. maya's truth. what you'd been waiting for.

"my real name isn't maya. it's roberts. gabrielle roberts. i work for the french embassy, and was sent here to gain intel on wakanda and their military facilities. to get that close, i needed to get into the palace. and what better way than to seduce the queen?"

you laughed mockingly. "bullshit. shuri would've seen that coming a mile away,"

gabrielle sighed. "yes, you're right. she did. she was very skeptical of me when she first met me. i tried seducing her the old fashioned way, but she was entrapped by another woman. you, i believe."

"huh? excuse me??"

"did you not know? it's so obvious. i had to spend some time spying on shuri before i could approach her. she's in love with you."

you weren't buying it. you spent a decent 2 months telling yourself that shuri never wanted you that way and never will. and you refused to believe the word of a woman who lied about her identity to everyone.

"if she was so in love with me, then how did you bag her in the first place?"

"oh. simple. i drugged her."

"YOU WHAT?!"

"ah, relax. nothing too serious. although i had to keep giving her large doses for the drug to work. that lady's metabolism never takes a break,"

the strength of the black panther. shuri's body could break down complex chemicals within moments, so gabrielle had to continuously drug shuri to make sure she could still stay close to her, to gather all the intel she needed.

fortunately, she hadn't given shuri a single dose in over 6 hours, which was enough for the effects of the drug to completely wear off.

"so if you needed shuri for the intel, why'd you bring me here?"

"because, for the final part of my plan, i need to get access to the weaponry database. and as far as my research goes, you're the only one who can crack the code which will give me access to those records. so," she dragged your chair to the table and opened up a laptop in front of you.

"do it."

"do what?"

"open up those records. or i will blow your brains out," she shoved a gun to your head. you looked at gabrielle with wary eyes.

"dude, how stupid are you? how do you expect me to use a laptop if my fucking hands are tied behind my back?!" gabrielle sighed and moved to untie you. your wrist was swollen and bruised.

"i can't do it. my hand is busted. and besides, there's an encrypted code protecting foreign users from entering the database. it'll take months to break through it,"

"i don't have TIME for this!" gabrielle's voice echoed through the walls of the cave. she grabbed the taser and brought it to your abdomen, burning you with the current. silent tears ran down your cheeks. you couldn't die like this.

"i give you five minutes. figure it out, or i'll open that latch on the floor and flood the place. you have a fear of water, don't you? ah, it'll be hilarious watching you drown," with that, gabrielle walked away.

you started hyperventilating. things weren't looking so great for you. you weren't lying when you said the encrypted code would take months to break through. hell, it took nearly a year to make it that secure! you looked around the cave, trying to find a way to escape, to break through. the latch down opened up to water, but you had no idea how long you'd have to hold your breath until you'd reach the shore.

you left shuri some clues. the SOS message, the jewelry, the blood. you hoped that she'd find those.

ah, who am i kidding? she doesn't love me, she'll never love me. and now, i'm gonna die alone. why? cause i'm a paranoid bitch.

your five minutes were up and gabrielle walked back inside, an evil grin plastered on her face.

"time to die, whore."

you froze, accepting your fate. gabrielle lifted up her gun, ready to pull the trigger, when an explosion from behind sent her body hurtling in front. water and rocks splashed everywhere as you tried to see who was there.

shuri.

it was shuri. she first ran to you, her mask disappearing.

"sthandwa? are you okay?" she assessed you for any injuries, and got anxious as she saw your bleeding thigh and swollen hand.

"i'm fine, i promise," you replied, but you looked like you were gonna pass out. riri came from behind you and grabbed you gently, taking you outside where the royal talon fighter hovered, a medical team inside prepped to help you with any injuries.

"you drug me, lie to me, and harm the woman i love the most. give me one good reason why i shouldn't blow your face up right now," shuri glared gabrielle, hot rage coursing through her veins. the drugs were now completely out of her system, and she was ready to rip the spy's throat into shreds.

the mask of her suit hid her face as she lunged at the french woman, claws ripping at her chest. gabrielle let out a groan of pain. she tried to fight back, but the black panther was too strong. water began seeping through, and shuri knew she had to leave before she drowned as well. she considered helping gabrielle for a moment, before deciding that a) she was busted pretty bad and wasn't going to make it, and b) she was a threat to wakanda so there was really no point in saving her. the french embassy had come for wakanda before. they had to set an example, so that no other country would pull shit like that again.

shuri managed to get out just before the entire cave was flooded, and ordered the dora milaje to seal the exit, just in case.

the medical staff on the jet aided to your injuries, giving you some ointment and pain pills. before you knew it, you were dropped at the palace. you asked if you could be led to your apartment, but shuri insisted that you and riri stay at the palace for the night. too tired (and traumatised) to argue, you agreed and were shown to your quarters, where you laid down and were immediately taken over by exhaustion as you fell asleep.

***

rays of sunshine pooled through the large window as you slowly opened your eyes, getting up to see a tray sitting neatly on your bedside table. a bowl of oatmeal, topped with your favourite nut butter and fruits lay on the tray, along with the pain medication you were prescribed, a glass of water, some orange juice, and a note. you picked the note up first, instantly recognising the handwriting scribbled on it.

eat your breakfast, and call me once you're done

shuri <3

she drew a little heart next to her name. how cute. you got up to brush your teeth before scarfing down the food, juice, and medicine. seeing as you hadn't eaten in ages, your hunger made sense. as ordered to, you raised your kimoyo beads and gently tapped them to alert the queen.

"y/n! you're awake, how are you feeling?"

"pretty alright. i ate the breakfast you sent, took my meds, and i just got outta the shower. every part of my body is still in pain though,"

"don't worry, i'm on my way right now,"

"oh, no, shuri you don't have to--"

she hung up before you could finish. typical shuri.

a few minutes later, you heard a gentle knock on your door. "come in" you said softly. shuri's cute morning face popped up as she slowly made her way to your bed, sitting down next to you.

both of your backs were against the bed frame as you faced each other.

"hi," shuri muttered.

"hey,"

she didn't look up at you. slightly confused, you grabbed her chin and tilted her head upwards.

"why won't you look at me?"

her eyes started to water. "i guess i just feel guilty. if i had listened to you at first, i could've sent that french bitch away a long time ago. but you got hurt, because of me,"

"hey, hey..." you tried to console her. "don't blame yourself for this. you were drugged. we both know the great shuri udaku wouldn't fall for a stupid scam like that if she was in her senses," she let out a lugh after your comment and you smiled, happy that you could improve her mood.

as you got flashbacks from your cave encounter with gabriella, a specific thing she said crept up to your brain. and you knew you had to bring it up eventually.

"so, listen..." you fidgeted and shuri gently took your hand, intertwining your fingers together. it was a simple act you guys did as kids to show that you had each others backs. it always made your heart flutter.

"in the cave, when gabriella confessed to drugging you, she said it was because she wanted to seduce you but she couldn't do that while you were sober," shuri cringed when you said 'seduce' and you bit back a laugh at her expression.

"she said she couldn't seduce you without drugging you, because you were in love with me." shuri's head shot up as her eyes widened.

"now i don't know which drug she gave, or how much it affected your memory. but i'm pretty sure you didn't forget the day i told you i love you. and yes, i might not be as entirely over you as i said, but i'm okay with you not seeing me that way. i mean, i'll get over it i guess--"

she cut you off by smashing her lips against yours. it took you a moment to realise what was happening before you started to kiss back. you gently grabbed her shirt collar as she grabbed your waist, pulling you towards her lap, making you straddle her. you made out like that for a while before your need for oxygen interfered, causing you to pull away.

shuri smiled like a kid in a candy store. you smiled back.

"you won't believe how long i've wanted to do that. y/n, ever since the day i met you, i knew i was going to make you mine. how can someone not love you?" you giggled before kissing her again.

"so... are we girlfriends now?" you asked, the smile still stuck on your face.

"hmmm, well, let me think about it," you smacked her arm and she laughed.

"alright, alright, y/n y/l/n, my gorgeous princess, my sweetheart, my one and only, will you be my girlfriend? please?" you laughed and kissed her with all your heart. when you parted again, you chucked to yourself.

"what's so funny, sthandwa?"

"i'm just picturing riri's reaction when we tell her this. she's gonna lose the last bit of sanity she has left," both of you laughed at the image before lying down to cuddle, enjoying each other's embrace for the rest of the day.

*lil bonus scene as a sorry for taking so damn long to upload this*

"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!" riri yelled out as you and shuri laughed. her reaction was everything you pictured and more.

"FINALLY!! GODDAMN YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE THE SHIT I'VE BEEN THROUGH!! SHURI YOUR GIRLFRIEND IS A THIRSTY ASS BITCH!! SHOULD'VE HEARD HER FANTASISING ABOUT THIS VIBRANIUM STRAP SHE TOLD ME ABOUT--"

"RIRI!!" you yelled and chased after her in shuri's lab. the queen laughed to herself.

bast, she's crazy. but she's mine. and i'd do anything for her.

[jojea]

characters/pairs and songs under the cut 🤙🏽

Kaname Date: Hourglass by Set It Off & Dirty Mind by 3OH!3

Aiba: I Am Not A Robot by MARINA

Mizuki Okiura: A Better Son/Daughter by Rilo Kiley

Iris Sagan: U by millennium parade

Ota Matsushita: Out Of My League by Stephen Speaks

Hitomi Sagan: In My Daughter’s Eyes by Martina McBride

Mayumi Matsushita: Homesick by Dua Lipa

Shizue Kuranushi (Boss): Woman by Doja Cat

Futa Amanoma (Pewter): Words Fail by Ben Platt

Hayato Yagyu (Falco): The Grey by Icon For Hire

Saito Sejima: devil may care by fae

So Sejima: Karma by MARINA

Moma Kumakura: My Family by Migos, KAROL G, Snoop Dogg, & Rock Mafia

Rohan Kumakura: Bury Me by Huxlxy

Shoko Nadami: Self-fulfilling Prophecy by Maria Mena

Renju Okiura: Unholy by Sam Smith

Manaka Iwai: My Immortal by Evanescence

Mama: I Like Boys by Todrick Hall

Ritsuko Enshu: Coconuts by Kim Petras

Araya Kagami: That’s Not My Name by The Ting Tings

Date & Mizuki: Neptune by Sleeping At Last

Date & Aiba: Whenever Wherever by Shakira

Falco & Iris: Suddenly by Hugh Jackman

Hitomi & Iris / Mayumi & Ota: Mother by Voices From Mars

Mizuki & Shoko & Renju: Older by Sasha Alex Sloan

Boss & Date: Woah by Jonny Glenn, Ally Hills

Boss & Hayato: Again by Flyleaf

Boss & Date & Pewter: Drunk With My Friends by Ashnikko

Date & Saito: Replay by Lady Gaga

Falco/Hitomi: Queen of the Night by Hey Violet

Renju/Pewter: Lover, Please Stay by Nothing But Thieves

Shoko/Renju: Where I Come From by Maria Mena

Hitomi/Manaka: Six Feet Under by aeseaes

Hitomi & Renju & Manaka: ilomilo by Billie Eilish

[purplezombietumbler]

"Puss in Boots: The Last Wish" Character Playlists

Puss

Anti-Hero by Taylor Swift

Sorry by Halsey

Sabotage By Bebe Rexha

Bones By Imagine Dragons

Uma Thurman By Fall Out Boy

Applause (Purity Ring Remix) By Lady Gaga

Dance With The Devil By Katy Perry

Not Over You By Gavin DeGraw

On The Floor By Jennifer Lopez ft. Pitbull

Party Monster By The Weeknd

Death

Bad Guy By Billie Eilish

Enemy By Sam Tinnesz ft. Tommee Profitt & Beacon Light

Disturbia By Rihanna

HUMBLE By Kendrick Lamar

Dead But Pretty By IC3PEAK

Happy Face By Jagwar Twin

Wolf In Sheep's Clothing By Set It Off ft. William Beckett

The Ghost By NIVIRO

Feeling Good By Michael Bublé

Devil's Train By The Lab Rats

Perrito

Sunroof By Nicky Youre & dazy

breathin By Ariana Grande

Good Time By Owl City & Carly Rae Jepsen

Stitches By Shawn Mendes

A Place In This World By Taylor Swift

Lights By Ellie Goulding

About Damn Time By Lizzo

Be Kind By Halsey

Ooh La La By Britney Spears

Shake It Off by Taylor Swift

Kitty

Hey Mama By Nicki Minaj ft. David Guetta, Bebe Rexha, Afrojack

Confident By Demi Lovato

Feeling Good by SOFI TUKKER

Waves By Normani & 6LACK

She Wolf By Shakira

Just Call By Prince Fox & Bella Thorne

Wish You'd Stayed By The Haunt

Poison By RITA ORA

I Do By Cardi B ft. SZA

Vigilante Shit By Taylor Swift

Goldilocks

Manners By Ashnikko

Rise By Katy Perry

Dumb Blonde By Avril Lavigne ft. Nicki Minaj

Diamonds By Megan Thee Stallion & Normoni

My Family By Migos, KAROL G, Snoop Dogg & Rock Mafia

We Don't Sleep At Night By Cash Cash ft. Bim

Team By Iggy Azalea

WTF Do I Know By Miley Cyrus

I Wish By Cher Lloyd ft. T.I.

I Hope You’re Happy Now By Carly Pearce & Lee Brice

[fetteredhope]

—— ( emilio sakraya. demi man, he/they. ) recently seen skateboarding at the boardwalk: enter ZAKARIA QADIR. twenty-seven years old & a sagittarius, usually observed in oversized t-shirts, baggy ripped jeans - far more jewelry than is safe for a skater; zak is a devotion local known within their circle as SPRIGHTLY + TENACIOUS, a perpetual hum of have you ever seen the rain by credence clearwater revival on salted mouth. something of the AUDACIOUS + OBTUSE follows, regardless … something to do with losing yourself to nothing but the wind thanks to the board beneath your feet - it feels eerily like home now, perhaps ? strange, what a GHOST can get up to. they’ve been heard waxing lyrical about a dream they had recently, a strange tale of a family that’s finally accepted you after years of hopping home to home. this one doesn’t stand long - there’s heat and smoke and breathing is impossible, but they always wake up before it can end the way they think it does. pay no mind to fanciful star - gazing, though: rather, mind the tangible. focus on knees that have been skinned so many times they’re perma-scarred now, choosing to laugh instead of cry whenever he’s upset - crying never did any good for him anyway, becoming attached to friends easily; they’re his found family after all. / committed to legend by bri, twenty6, they/she, est.

below are mentions of abuse, death, fire, & violence!

stats.

name: zakaria qadir.

nickname: zak.

age: twenty seven.

gender identity: demi man.

pronouns: he/they.

sexuality: bisexual.

birthday: december 22, 1995.

star sign: sagittarius.

myer-briggs: esfp.

occupation: n/a.

place of birth: devotion, south of tene.

last played on spotify: slide feat. frank ocean & migos by calvin harris.

general disposition: breezy and bullheaded.

background.

when zak was born, he spent all of 5 minutes with his mother before she was up and running off from the hospital, leaving him behind with nothing but his name

life after that was more or less the same theme - people took him in for weeks, months at a time if he was lucky, before he was eventually either kicked to the curb or a ‘better family’ was ready for him

none of the foster homes ever wanted to take him in; witches and nymphs thought him too lackluster, humans never understood his obsession with the creatures of devotion - he just never seemed to be able to fit in

of course he had friends growing up, foster siblings he kept close to his heart and still does to this day, but he’d always been obsessed with the idea of found family, of someone picking him because they actually wanted him, not because there was government money involved

there were bouts of abuse, neglect, days where zak would run away and spend freezing nights on the streets, but it didn’t change his personality; deep down to his core, zak had always been loving and selfless, albeit a bit too reckless and temperamental for his own good

around the time he was 17 and just about to age out of the foster system, a family took him in, and zak immediately knew something was different with this home - it didn’t take them a week before they were asking him to allow them to adopt him into their lives forever

it’d been a good 10 years after that; zak found his family, and he had a good set of friends, maybe he could use some work with the head on his shoulders, he still found himself in constant trouble but he was loved and taken care of, so it didn’t matter

visiting home for his birthday and the christmas holidays last year was a tradition - but when zak went to bed that night, it would be the last time he ever fell asleep, waking up weeks later confused and disoriented, and a ghost after the only family he’d known had died tragically alongside him in a house fire

ever since, zak’s known something was off, wrong about him - it was easy to just assume his family was like all the others in the end, never reaching out to him anymore, leaving him behind

it was even easier to stick with this theory when he found himself incapable of going near where their home used to stand; every time zak gets close, there’s a reason to turn around, an excuse to abandon his search and just leave them behind, make everything easier

zak’s never expressed to any of his friends he still has that he’s a ghost, mostly due to being unaware himself - he still knows there’s something off, but there’s also something keeping him from getting the answers he wants and needs, and after years of fighting, zak’s just found it far easier to pretend everything’s fine. even if he can’t go home, his chest feels hollow, and sleep escapes him no matter how exhausted he feels.

details.

literally just. a loving goofball, super protective, has gotten into several dangerous fights for his friends before he just loves too fiercely when he accepts people into his life

an adrenaline junkie through and through

still loves skateboarding, can be found stuck in a loop for hours sometimes of him just coasting down the boardwalk and laughing without realizing he’s been caught in the same moment - once for almost a whole day straight

becomes very attached very easily!!!!! its honestly destroyed some friendships and has definitely ruined relationships; becomes clingy, untrusting, scared of people leaving him etc.

it’s also made hookups a mess tho he does in fact. Participate in those Quite Frequently

there are of course details in his past life that he’s forgotten, and struggles to discuss if they’re ever brought up, accepting his death is just. Not Going To Be An Easy Task.

connections.

zak is definitely still close w a lot of foster siblings he’s had in the past so any of them!!

maybe. someone that was a part of the foster family that passed and wasn’t there the day of the house fire…….

just friends in general :D from childhood, high school, more recent etc.

ppl he’s fought in honour of friends/partners he’s had in the past

enemies fr other reasons mayhaps???

exes….. he’d have lots on both good and bad terms</3

current and past hookups!!

thats all i have so far but tbh hes an open book lets get wild.

[morrisharding]

ASTROWORLD, the third studio album by Travis Scott officially turned 5 years old last month and the impact it had on music culture and my childhood was tremendous, to say the least. The album came as a shocker to most as Travis was not as popular before this album came out. Artists like Drake, The Weeknd, Tame Impala, Frank Ocean, etc. all collaborated with Travis on this album to make it a superb experience for fans and new listeners. Hit song Sicko Mode which was the biggest single off the album was played everywhere, in schools, clubs, and concerts and sung by tons.

Before Astroworld was released I would listen to old-school rap and R&B as those were the two main genres my parents listened to. In 2018 I was in grade 7 and I was 12 years old so I was not exposed to new-age rap music as it was very vulgar and the topics being discussed were inappropriate. August of 2018 is when I experienced my first rap concert which was the Drake and Migos tour It gave me a sneak peek of the rap music culture and caught my interest as from then on I would listen to the new hot rap music that was brought out. A couple of weeks after that I would hear the song Sicko Mode on the radio that featured Travis Scott and Drake and I really enjoyed it as the beat switches, lyricism, adlibs and ect were all executed to perfection. I ended up purchasing the Astroworld album on my Apple Music and on CD and would play it every day as if it were the only album in the world I could listen to. I enjoyed every single off the album and remembered every song off of it as well. The next few months one of the only genres of music I would listen to often was new age rappers like Drake, Travis, Kendrick, Lil Uzi Vert, Migos, and more. Travis's vision for the album was set towards a younger audience as his theme for the album is based on the Astroworld theme park in Houston Texas and the beats and sounds he used in that album were very captivating for a young listener like me at the time. As time went on Astroworld was claimed as one of the best and if not the best album of 2018. He would go on tour and gross millions in revenue and collaborate with companies like epic games (Fortnite), McDonald's, PlayStation, and many more. People of all ages would soon recognize Travis Scott for his talent and effect on the music industry.

[thatsorand-o]

[ask-marios-apprentice]

The terrains the game

Agridulce. My home.

From Migo Island to Apost. 90 miles of adventure.

And we were going to race it.

Me and Mario had to race today to see how it would go down.

We started at the water tower (or as close as we can get to the water tower, with it still being repaired) in Apost, pass through the convention center in CaleMic, set up a marker at the Welcome sign in Afarr near the GolfMast Place, and finally reach the finish line at Jumpy's Sweetes, in San Bonita.

It started off pretty well.

I managed to out run Mario at the beginning it was pretty simple.

We set up checkpoints and traditional platforming structures as well some safety.

I passed my dad's work and said hi. Kind of wish I didn't because that made Mario zoom right past me.

The next checkpoint we had to reach was the convention center.

There were a couple power up stations for both of us to use. The person in first could use a Kuribos Shoe, and the second person could use a blue shell (arguably not a power up.)

I was still in second place at that time.

So I ended up getting the blue shell.

I decided to wait until towards the end so I could try and maximize how I was going to do this.

There was this annoying section where we have to run through the mall in order to get to The welcome sigh.

I feel like I would waste too much time going over it so the best way to do it was going through.

Maybe I should have gone, through the top of the mall. Considering Mario fell through the skylight, it could have been a bit easier to lose him with a dive followed by tuck and roll technique.

After reaching the welcome sign, we had to travel through the sewers in order to get to San Bonito.

That's pretty annoying considering the ones in Agridulce aren't spacious.

After scrambling to San Bonito, we were in the final leg.

We dashed past the church, the laundromats and the former Garth memorial (there was this whole thing where people set up in an Ofrenda for me when I went missing).

Just before we made it to Jumpy's,I had pulled out my blue shell and decided to use it.

(the blue I'm talking about is a spiky one with wings, not the blue shell apparel).

I threw it.

Mario actually stops to tie his boot.

And before I could notice.

The shell hit me instead.

Mario Won.

Sigh.

I ordered some funnel cake while I was getting patched up. Since I didn't have my clutch, i sustained damage like a normal person.

Mario wanted to talk to me.

Mario: Hey. You did great out there. You really gave me for my money.

Garth: well you ended up keeping it. I know I should have done a spin jump at the highway overpass. The truck carrying Cacti was obvious.

Mario: Yeah maybe, I should have noticed and done that as well.

Garth: yeah maybe.

Mario: the race wasn't the point. The point of doing this was to get me used to Agridulce. And for you to show how far you've come.

Garth: Technically, I'm back where i started.

Mario: What I'm trying to say is that you've grown a lot. you're obviously getting better. I know one day you won't just meet my level (your platforming like I was when Bowser took over peach's castle and had me jump in those paintings for pizzas sake) but even surpass it.

Garth:... I think I feel a bit better. At least emotionally speaking, that shell hit hurt like Dickens.

I ate my funnel cake and decided to call it a day.

Now I'm going to go lay down with an ice pack on my back.

Garth signing off.

[coolunclebruno]

The Play's The Thing

“...And I was thinking he should have a terminal illness, to really spice up the drama,” Bruno said. He was sitting on the floor of his room, while Miguel sat in a chair behind him, brushing his hair.

“Okay…what kind of illness should he have?” Miguel asked, gently pulling the comb through Bruno’s curly hair.

“Hmm…lung problems from smoking?”

“I don’t know…if that were me, I’d want to stay away from a smoker.”

The two of them were currently discussing one of their favorite topics; plots for potential telenovelas. Bruno was currently struggling with creating an actual plot for a telenovela, so, he enlisted the help of his lover, as well as getting some much-needed hair care.

“But I smoke sometimes, and you stay with me.”

“Well that’s different,” Miguel said, taking a pause from combing Bruno’s hair to kiss Bruno on the top of his head. “You’re mi melocotoncito, so I’m fine with you smoking.

Bruno blushed at the nickname, drawing his knees up closer to himself. “Aww, thank you for enabling my smoking habit.”

“Anytime, mi amor,” Miguel joked. “Is it alright if I braid your hair? Mirabel has been teaching me how to do that.”

“Hm. Go right ahead.”

So, Miguel got to braiding Bruno’s hair, and Bruno was lost in thought, going over different scenarios in his head.

“Bah,” Bruno sighed, frustrated.

“Mi amoooor…,” Miguel sighed concernedly.

“It just feels so damn disconcerting…why can’t I think of anything? Am I out of ideas?”

“I don’t think so, I think you’re just going through some writer’s block. The inspiration will come to you eventually, when it wants to.”

“But why can’t it be now…”

“I don’t know, mi osito,” Miguel soothed Bruno, working on the small, thin third braid. “But I’m sure that when it does, it’s going to be amazing.”

Bruno leaned into Miguel’s hand. “Gracias, mi amor.”

“Anytime. Now, do you want me to tie some bows into the braid?”

“That would be…wait, hang on…,” Bruno trailed off, the dusty cogs in his brain finally starting to turn.

“Hm? What is it?”

“I’m getting an idea…,” Bruno said, heading off to his desk to quickly write down his incoming thoughts.

“Ay, que chido!” Miguel exclaimed, quickly following Bruno.

He watched as Bruno jotted down his notes, marveling at just how fast he wrote. It was one of the many things Miguel loved about Bruno, how writing was like breathing to him.

“Keep the rats…but what about the human characters…replace those with rats too…”

“What are you thinking?” Miguel asked him.

“Okay, what about a different take on Cinderella?”

“What kind of take?”

“How about we make them all rats instead! And we can have the settings be underground and…”

As Bruno delved more into the details of the story, Miguel admired how excited and animated Bruno was getting. It was one of the cutest things about him, he thought, how he would lightly flap his hands when he talked about something that made him happy. You couldn’t help but feel happy alongside him.

“...And I was thinking that they could both be guys, y’know, help expose the villagers to that more.”

“Huh? Oh yeah, that’s a good idea.”

“Were you even listening?” Bruno asked teasingly.

“I was, I was just appreciating how beautiful your face is…”

“Hmm, you can’t flirt your way out of this…,” Bruno said, failing to hide the blush on his face.

“It sounds really good so far, Bruno! I can already tell it’s going to be great,” Miguel said.

“Aw…thank you, mi amor,” Bruno said, giving Miguel a peck on the cheek.

The two spent the night fervently discussing the plot of the story, papers strewn about the room and rats watching them with curiosity, all the while bows sat in Bruno’s braided hair.

“Hey mi amor, I brought us lunch!” Miguel called out as he entered Bruno’s workspace, which was really his old spot inside the walls, stepping over boards of wood.

“Oh, hey Migo!” Bruno said, looking up from the backdrop he was currently painting, which was supposed to look like a ballroom, but also looked like a beach on a sunny day for some reason. He was surprisingly not wearing his ruana, but a pale yellow tank top instead, with his hair in a ponytail. “What’d you bring?” he asked, pointing to the little checkered bag Miguel was holding.

“Just some arepas! Nothing too fancy,” Miguel said, sitting down on the floor cross-legged across from Bruno.

“‘Nothing too fancy’? Excuse me, but arepas don’t need to be fancy to be amazing! They’re easy to make, you can have them at any time of day, and they are delicious to boot!” he said, scooting over to meet Miguel, grabbing an arepa from out of his hand and taking a bite out of it.

Miguel chuckled. “Sounds like someone is a little on edge today, huh?” he said, playfully reaching over to twirl a lock of Bruno’s hair around his finger.

A hum from Bruno signaled his agreement.

“It’s just been a very busy day. I’ve been working on the set pieces and backgrounds all day,” he said, motioning to the finished and unfinished props and backdrops needed for the play.

“I thought Luisa and Isabel were helping you in that department?”

“They are, but Isabel is just making the paint I’m using, and Luisa is taking a break from building the stage, so I’m just making the set pieces and backdrops .”

“Aw, I’m sorry, cariño, you must be exhausted. Maybe I could help you out with some things?”

“Gracias Migo, but you don’t need to do that,” Bruno hesitated, picking at the loose threads of his ruana. “It’s pretty boring and tedious, and I wouldn’t want you to waste your time with that-”

“Nonsense! I would love to help you, Brunito, it’s honestly not a problem.”

“Well…ok,” Bruno relented, putting his half-finished arepa down for the rats. “Since you have carpentry skills, I need you to work on the little tables and chairs. I’ve already started on them, but, to be honest, I don't think they're that good, so do you think you can do them while I paint the backdrops?”

“Of course, mi luz".

And with that, Miguel started working on the rat-sized tables and chairs. Normally, he would be crafting bigger, more human-sized furniture, but he wasn’t worried. When Miguel was younger, his mother would craft dioramas, often including Miguel into her little projects. It was one of the few things from his childhood that he fondly looked back on.

Miguel took a small break from carving a mini-table leg out of a block of wood to sneak a glance at Bruno, who was diligently painting the background for a set (it looked like it was some sort of burrow). He took in the appearance of Bruno with his ponytail, which Miguel really wished he would do more often, and his exposed arms, with his scars running up and down his arms in little faded lines.

In the last couple of months, Bruno was really starting to become less and less ashamed of his scars, and was even starting to wear short-sleeved shirts every now and then. Miguel couldn’t be more proud of him, it was always important to take steps like this.

Plus, he was happy to see his bare arms, which Miguel found to be perfect, soft yet strangely a little strong, but no one needed to know that right now.

“What are you painting?” he asked.

Bruno looked up, slightly startled out of his intense focus.

“O-oh, uh, it’s supposed to be the ballroom of the castle.”

Miguel moved closer to Bruno, to get a closer look.

“Ohh, looks like it’s coming along well!”

“Aw, gracias,” Bruno blushed. “But I feel like it’s missing something…,” he mused, rubbing his hand on his chin in thought, getting paint on his face in the process.

“You got a little something on your face, Brunito…,” Miguel pointed out, gesturing to his own chin.

Bruno looked down at his paint-covered hand, realizing what had just happened, then at Miguel, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

“Bruno-”

Before Miguel could say anything more, Bruno took a glob of paint from the palette he had set on the ground and smeared it across Miguel’s face, who recoiled back.

“Ay, what’d you do that for!” Miguel gasped out.

“I figured we could match!” Bruno joked.

Miguel came over to Bruno, took some of the paint, and smeared it across Bruno’s cheek.

“There, now we’re even.”

Bruno started to laugh.

“I guess I deserved that!” he gasped out.

Pretty soon, the both of them were doubled over in hysterics, completely forgetting about what they had been doing before.

“No, no guys, not like that!” Bruno called out from his chair to the rats standing on the mini-stage. “Antonio, please tell them that I wanted them to move towards stage right, stop, then have Fabricio take Iago’s hand, not stage left and cuddle.”

Now that the writing stage was essentially finished, all Bruno had to do was the rehearsing, which Antonio kindly agreed to help him out with in his room.

“Ok!...what’s stage left?”

Although, there was only so much that his young mind understood.

“Oh, uh…it’s the right part of the stage from where the actors are looking.”

Antonio just gave him a quizzical look.

“Then, why isn’t it just called stage right?”

“Dang, he is so insightful for a five-year-old,” Bruno thought to himself.

“Uhh, how about you take a break, Toñito? I can hold down the fort for you while you’re gone.”

Antonio just shrugged and left the Prophet’s bedroom, but not before bumping into Miguel, who was just heading into the room.

“Tio Miguel!” the young boy greeted excitedly, throwing his arms around Miguel’s midsection in a hug. “Do you wanna play hopscotch with me and Chispi?”

“Sure, little guy, but maybe later? I came here to help your tio with his play.”

“Alright,” he agreed, before whispering to Miguel; “I don’t think tio knows his directions, so he needs all the help he can get!”

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to help him every step of the way,” Miguel slightly chuckled, ruffling Antonio’s hair before letting him on his way.

“Why does no one understand theater?” Bruno asked dryly, helping the rats get out of their little costumes.

“I don’t know, maybe it’s only for a select few to understand,” Miguel offered, hugging Bruno from behind. “How’s the play coming along, mi vida?”

“It’s going okay, it’s just…,” Bruno trailed off, picking up Fabricio, the lead rat, and petting him and scratching his head. “...the rats are having trouble with this specific scene, and it’s really frustrating.”

“What’s going on?”

“It’s the scene where Adolfo and Esteban meet in secret for the first time, and they talk and flirt, and all that stuff. It’s supposed to be really emotional and romantic, but they just don’t seem to be interested in it…”

“Maybe they need an example?”

“What do you mean?” Bruno asked.

“How about we rehearse the scene for them so they have an idea of what they need to portray?”

“Hm…that’s not a bad idea!” Bruno said, getting up from the chair.

“Ok, so you will be playing the part of ‘Adolfo’, the charming and handsome prince, and I’ll be playing ‘Esteban’, the humble and kind farmer’s son,'' Bruno explained.

“Okay, got it,” Miguel said.

“Alright, I’m just gonna go over here, and…action!”

Bruno walked forward towards Miguel, shyly turned sideways, and looked down, leaving Miguel confused.

“Um…you’re supposed to say your lines now.”

“O-oh, yeah…,” Miguel stuttered, then cleared his throat. “Qué agradable sorpresa verte esta hermosa noche”.

“Ay!” Bruno exclaimed, playfully waving his hand dismissively. “¡Sólo estás diciendo eso!”

“Lo digo en serio. Estuve pensando en ti todo el día, pensé que me volvería loco.”

“¿Oh sí?”, Bruno said, raising his eyebrows. “¿Qué tan loco?”

“¡Pensé que estaba a punto de declarar la guerra solo para poder ir a verte!” Miguel said.

“Y habrías luchado a través de feroces señores de la guerra, fuertes soldados y arqueros astutos solo para reunirte conmigo en mi pequeña cabaña,” Bruno flirted, batting his eyelashes towards Miguel.

Miguel had never noticed before how beautiful Bruno’s eyelashes looked.

Shaking himself out of that distracting thought, he walked closer to Bruno. “Eso y más.”

Bruno blushed furiously, and was silent for a few moments, before clearing his throat loudly.

“That was…that was good. Let’s move on to the next scene!”

“¿Por qué tenemos que seguir encontrándonos así? ¿No soy lo suficientemente bueno para ti?” Bruno stated, face sculpted in emotional pain.

“No, no, por supuesto que eres lo suficientemente bueno!”, Miguel argued back.

“Entonces, ¿qué es? ¿Tienes miedo de ser degradado si te atrapan estando con un humilde campesino como yo?”

“¡No entiendes! Si nos atrapan, ¡podríamos estar en grave peligro!”

Bruno walked closer to Miguel.

“¿No crees que yo sabía eso? Sabía que al aceptar tener una relación contigo, me pondría en peligro. ¡Pero estaba listo para eso porque te amo!” he shouted, throwing his arms out wildly, and leaving Miguel legitimately stricken by Bruno 's performance.

Watching this, Miguel had the realization that, wow, maybe Bruno’s actual gift was acting, cause that was quite powerful.

“Miguel? You there?” Bruno asked, waving his hand in front of Miguel’s face.

“Huh?”

“We’re moving on to the last scene, the one where they leave the hideout.”

“Oh, ok. What do we have to do?” Miguel asked.

“Okay, we just have to be sappy and lovey-dovey…and I was thinking of adding a quick kiss in the end, to make it more sappy.”

“Oh, I see…are you sure you didn’t add that in just for us?”

“N-no!” Bruno shouted, blushing like a tomato. “It’s a romantic drama, it needs romance for it to be a romance story…”

“Alright, if you say so…”

Bruno walked back to where he had been standing.

“Okay, you’re gonna be starting the scene this time, alright?”

“Got it.”

“Okay, and…,” Bruno took his position, acting like he was about to leave the room. “Go!”

Miguel looked down at the script and read aloud. “¿Cuándo nos volveremos a ver?”

Bruno looked and slowly walked back towards Miguel.

“¿Qué tal este próximo viernes? No estoy demasiado ocupado entonces.”

“Yo tampoco.”

“Entonces, nos encontraremos entonces,” Bruno, as Esteban, said, before turning around and beginning to walk away, before stopping.

There was a beat of silence, before Bruno mumbled; “Te veré entonces, ¿verdad?”

Miguel walked to Bruno, before gently pulling him into an embrace.

“Por supuesto que lo harás. No puedo levantarme sin ti, mi sol.”

Bruno melted into the embrace.

“Mi luna…”

Bruno raised his face up to meet Miguel in a deep kiss. Pretty soon, the kiss became more passionate and vigorous, with Bruno running his hands up Miguel’s chest and Miguel holding onto the back of Bruno’s head.

Then, Miguel hoisted Bruno up, and laid him down on the desk, putting his hands underneath Bruno’s shirt and running them up his chest, earning a pleased moan from the man.

“Did…did you plan that…that kiss…?” Bruno barely got out.

“Oh, yeah, totally,” Miguel whispered curtly, before returning to kissing Bruno senseless.

Their make-out session grew more intense, before Bruno suddenly stopped, and looked towards the rats, who were still sitting on the mini-stage and watching the events unfold, with what Miguel could’ve sworn were expressions of judgment.

“Um, guys…do you mind giving us some privacy?”

The rats sneezed, before turning around and scampering off to wherever.

Bruno looked back to Miguel, with a sly grin plastered on his face.

“Now, where were we…?”

The big night came, and it went off without a hitch for Bruno! The audience loved it, the actors did great, and the rats played all their parts realistically! His sobrinos y sobrinas were all so helpful as the backstage crew, and surprisingly, the audience took well to Bruno being the narrator!

Camilo was even talking about doing it again, but Bruno said he would have to think about it.

Everyone was now gone, and Bruno was cleaning up backstage, folding up the little costumes for the rats on the floor, when one popped out of his ruana.

“Oh, hey Gloria! I’ve been looking for you, I wanted to tell you how amazing you were out there!” he congratulated the sandy, brown rat who he was now holding in his palm. “I mean, that part when you told off the Baron? Absolutely amazing!”

The tubby rat gave a little bow.

“I think that performance was worthy of a prize,” he said, pulling a small piece of cheese out of his pocket.

Gloria took the cheese and skittered away, just as Miguel entered the room.

“Well, look who it is! The man of the hour!” he congratulated Bruno in his booming voice. “I’ve been looking for you, your family is having a big dinner to celebrate!”

“Well, tell them I’ll be there soon, I just want to finish up cleaning here.”

“Well, how about I give you a helping hand? After all, two hands are better than one, and it’s sure to quicken the pace.”

“No need, I only have to finish folding this pile up.”

Miguel nodded, and walked closer to Bruno, before giving him a hug.

“You were amazing out there, mi amor. I could tell that you were in your element,” Miguel said, holding Bruno in his arms.

“Oh, psh,” Bruno brushed off. “It was nothing, I didn’t do much.”

“No, I’m serious! You had the audience in the palm of your hand, you changed their mood at the snap of a finger! I’ve never seen anyone do that before.”

“Well, I honestly couldn’t have done it without your support, Migo,” Bruno said, cupping Miguel’s chin in his hand. “You were with me every step of the way, helping me with every little thing. I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”

“Oh, mi amor, you don’t need to worry about ‘deserving’ me, because I will always be here, no matter what.”

Fighting off tears, Bruno gave Miguel a loving kiss on the lips, which Miguel happily accepted.

“C’mon, mi familia is probably waiting on both of us now,” Bruno said, getting up from the floor.

“Sí, you’re right,” Miguel said, getting up as well. “I saw your sister making a big pot of Cuchuco that had my name on it.”

“More like my name on it, because I’m going to have that tasty first bowl.”

“Not if I get there first!” Miguel said, before he ran quickly out of the room, with Bruno chasing right after.

“And after our dinner, I have a little surprise for you…”

“Oh, really? What’s that?”

“Two words: Candles and wine.”

“That sounds nice, amor, but I also have two words that are even better: Wine and sleep!”

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[dailyrapfacts]

Offset immortalizes Takeoff’s memory with a huge tattoo on his back

Set continues to pay tribute to Take The Hip Hop community is steal struggling to heal from the loss of Migos rapper Takeoff, who was fatal shot in October. On Sunday (April 16), Offset took to Instagram to show off a huge tattoo of Take that covers almost all of his back. “Love you 4l & after,” Set captioned the post. View this post on Instagram A post shared by OFFSET (@offsetyrn) On the…

[taxiyatri61]

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Additional Out-of-Town Visits for Noida Residents:

Ghaziabad, Kanpur, Gorakhpur, Ayodhya, Fatehpur Sikri, Lucknow, Prayagraj, and Rampur are all located in Uttar Pradesh.

Delhi, New Delhi, Amritsar, Chandigarh, Gurgaon, Jhajjar, Hisar, Haridwar, Dehradun, Rishikesh, Patna, and Gaya are the cities that are not in Noida. 

Most people come for business meetings and office work, though some come with their families or newlywed spouses to commute to some amazing temples to seek blessings and some gorgeous locations for a honeymoon after their business dealings. 

Making Nights Younger And Satisfying Taste Buds

The majority of the wealthy class, which consists of businesspeople and honeymooners, stays in and travels through Noida, so they attend events and get-togethers to socialise and make memories. In Noida, you can book a taxi to visit some great eateries and hangouts, like:

Among the businesses in Imperfecto Gardens Galleria are Reverb Rooftop Cookhouse and Bar, Skyhouse Bar and Café, Gravity Mantra, Kalpak, TAWAK, Bohemia, Spellbound, Time Machine-The Time Traveler's Pub and House of Migo.

Why is Chiku Cab there?

Our taxi service in Noida is the most affordable option among all the services offered in the city and its environs.

What sets our taxi service apart from the rest?

Reasonably priced, polite drivers, tour guide-capable guides, comfortable fleets seating four to eighteen people, airport facilities, and out-of-town, round-trip, and drop-off services.

As a result,

Should you ever need a cab service in Noida, Chiku Cab will arrive at your house. We have the following vehicles in our fleet: Tata Winger, Force Tempo Traveller, Force Tempo Traveller Max, Toyota Innova, Honda Accord, Honda City, Swift Dzire, and Swift. The prices per kilometre start at Rs 8.50.

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