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Le Petit écho de la mode, no. 7, vol. 13, 15 février 1891, Paris. 1. 1. Toilette en tissu rayé marron et noir; — 2. Toilette en limousine rayée beige et chocolat tissu uni chocolat. Ville de Paris / Bibliothèque Forney

(1) Toilette en tissu rayé marron et noir. — Le devant de la jupe est plat, disposé eu chevron, sur le côté gauche quille de faille plissée, se rétrécissant à la taille, le derrière de la jupe est monté à fronces très serrées, s’évasant au bas pour former petite traîne. Corsage de velours lacé derrière, recouvert par une petite veste boléro, en écailles marron et noires. Col Médicis en velours, manche drapée à la couture intérieure, garnie d’un revers de velours.

(1) Ensemble in brown and black striped fabric. — The front of the skirt is flat, arranged in a chevron, on the left side a pleated fault keel, narrowing at the waist, the back of the skirt is fitted with very tight gathers, flaring at the bottom to form a small train. Velvet bodice laced behind, covered by a small bolero jacket, in brown and black scales. Velvet Medici collar, sleeve draped at the inside seam, trimmed with a velvet reverse.

Métrage: 6 mètres tissu rayé, 1m,50 faille mètres velours.

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(2) Toilette en limousine rayée beige et chocolat, tissu uni chocolat. — Première jupe unie recouverte de tissu rayé disposé en pans unis à gauche retenus ensemble sur la hanche par des pattes en tissu uni, le côté droit croisé à la taille, légèrement froncé à la ceinture, veste courte derrière, ouverte devant sur un gilet en tissu uni froncé à la taille sous une ceinture en pareil. Col Médicis très ouvert fermé par une patte, manche bouffante en tissu rayé, et haut poignet en tissu uni, forme mousquetaire. Col droit au gilet, ceinture en tissu uni derrière.

(2) Beige and chocolate striped limousine ensemble, plain chocolate fabric. — First plain skirt covered in striped fabric arranged in plain panels on the left held together on the hip by tabs in plain fabric, the right side crossed at the waist, slightly gathered at the belt, short jacket at the back, open in front over a vest in plain fabric gathered at the waist under a similar belt. Very open Medici collar closed with a tab, puff sleeve in striped fabric, and high cuff in plain fabric, musketeer shape. Straight collar on the vest, plain fabric belt behind.

Métrage: 5 mètres tissu uni, 4 mètres tissu rayé.

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2022/12/08 Paramos a comer en un restaurante con una decoración de navidad muy bonita. Nos pusieron una variedad de pan con salsa. Pedimos patatas y croquetas para compartir. Mi amiguita pidió pasta con mejillones y gambas y yo pedí milanesa con patatas. Para terminar, un café y soufflé de chocolate blanco.

We stopped to eat in a restaurant with a very nice Christmas decoration. They put us a variety of bread with sauce. We ordered potatoes and croquettes to share. My girlfriend ordered pasta with mussels and prawns and I ordered Milanese with potatoes. To finish, a coffee and white chocolate soufflé.

Google translation into Italian: Ci siamo fermati a mangiare in un ristorante con una decorazione natalizia molto carina. Ci hanno messo una varietà di pane con salsa. Abbiamo ordinato patate e crocchette da condividere. La mia ragazza ha ordinato una pasta con cozze e gamberi e io ho ordinato una milanese con patate. Per finire, un caffè e un soufflé al cioccolato bianco.

Google Translation into Portuguese: Paramos para comer num restaurante com uma decoração natalina muito bonita. Eles nos colocaram uma variedade de pão com molho. Pedimos batatas e croquetes para compartilhar. Minha namorada pediu macarrão com mexilhões e camarões e eu pedi milanesa com batatas. Para finalizar, um café e um suflê de chocolate branco.

Google Translation into French: Nous nous sommes arrêtés pour manger dans un restaurant avec une très belle décoration de Noël. Ils nous ont mis une variété de pains avec sauce. Nous avons commandé des pommes de terre et des croquettes à partager. Ma copine a commandé des pâtes avec des moules et des crevettes et j'ai commandé des milanaises avec des pommes de terre. Pour finir, un café et un soufflé au chocolat blanc.

Google Translation into Arabic: توقفنا لتناول الطعام في مطعم مع زينة عيد الميلاد لطيفة للغاية. وضعوا لنا مجموعة متنوعة من الخبز بالصلصة. طلبنا البطاطس وكروكيت للمشاركة. طلبت صديقتي المعكرونة مع بلح البحر والقريدس وأمرت ميلانيز بالبطاطا. في النهاية ، قهوة وسوفليه شوكولا��ة بيضاء.

Google Translation into German: Wir hielten zum Essen in einem Restaurant mit einer sehr schönen Weihnachtsdekoration an. Sie haben uns verschiedene Brotsorten mit Sauce gebracht. Wir bestellten Kartoffeln und Kroketten zum Teilen. Meine Freundin bestellte Nudeln mit Muscheln und Garnelen und ich bestellte Milanaise mit Kartoffeln. Zum Abschluss ein Kaffee und ein weißes Schokoladensoufflé.

Google Translation into Albanisch: U ndalëm për të ngrënë në një restorant me një dekorim shumë të bukur për Krishtlindje. Na sollën lloje të ndryshme buke me salcë. Ne porositëm patate dhe kroketa për të ndarë. E dashura ime porositi makarona me midhje dhe karkaleca deti dhe unë porosita Milanezë me patate. Për të përfunduar, një kafe dhe një sufle me çokollatë të bardhë.

Google Translation into Armenian: Մենք կանգ առանք ճաշելու մի ռեստորանում, որտեղ շատ գեղեցիկ ամանորյա ձևավորում կա: Մեզ բերեցին տարբեր տեսակի սոուսով հաց։ Կարտոֆիլ ու կրոկետ պատվիրեցինք, որ բաժանենք։ Ընկերուհիս մակարոնեղեն էր պատվիրել միդիաներով և ծովախեցգետիններով, իսկ ես՝ կարտոֆիլով միլանեզ։ Վերջում սուրճ և սպիտակ շոկոլադե սուֆլե:

Google Translation into Bulgarian: Спряхме да хапнем в ресторант с много хубава коледна украса. Донесоха ни различни видове хляб със сос. Поръчахме да си поделим картофи и крокети. Приятелката ми поръча паста с миди и скариди, а аз поръчах Миланезе с картофи. За финал кафе и суфле от бял шоколад.

Google Translation into Czech: Zastavili jsme se na jídlo v restauraci s velmi pěknou vánoční výzdobou. Přinesli nám různé druhy chleba s omáčkou. Objednali jsme brambory a krokety, abychom je mohli sdílet. Moje přítelkyně si objednala těstoviny s mušlemi a krevetami a já Milanaise s bramborami. Na závěr káva a soufflé z bílé čokolády.

Google Translation into Slovak: Zastavili sme sa najesť v reštaurácii s veľmi peknou vianočnou výzdobou. Priniesli nám rôzne druhy chleba s omáčkou. Objednali sme si zemiaky a krokety na zdieľanie. Moja priateľka si objednala cestoviny s mušľami a krevetami a ja som si objednal Milanaise so zemiakmi. Na záver káva a suflé z bielej čokolády.

Google Translation into Slovenian: Ustavili smo se, da bi jedli v restavraciji z zelo lepo božično dekoracijo. Prinesli so nam različne vrste kruha z omako. Naročila sva krompir in krokete za razdelitev. Moja punca je naročila testenine s školjkami in kozicami, jaz pa Milanaise s krompirjem. Za zaključek kava in soufflé iz bele čokolade.

Google Translation into Estonian: Peatusime söömas ühes väga mõnusa jõulukaunistusega restoranis. Nad tõid meile erinevat sorti leiba kastmega. Tellisime jagamiseks kartulid ja kroketid. Sõbranna tellis pasta rannakarpide ja krevettidega ja mina Milanaise kartulitega. Lõpetuseks kohv ja valge šokolaadi suflee.

Google Translation into Suomi: Pysähdyimme syömään ravintolaan, jossa oli erittäin mukava joulukoristeet. He toivat meille erilaisia ​​leipiä kastikkeella. Tilasimme perunoita ja kroketteja jaettavaksi. Tyttöystäväni tilasi pastaa simpukoiden ja katkarapujen kanssa ja minä tilasin Milanaisen perunoiden kanssa. Lopuksi kahvi ja valkosuklaasoufflé.

Google Translation into Greek: Σταματήσαμε για φαγητό σε ένα εστιατόριο με πολύ ωραία χριστουγεννιάτικη διακόσμηση. Μας έφεραν διάφορα είδη ψωμιού με σάλτσα. Παραγγείλαμε πατάτες και κροκέτες για να μοιραστούμε. Η φίλη μου παρήγγειλε ζυμαρικά με μύδια και γαρίδες και εγώ μιλανέζ με πατάτες. Τελειώνοντας, ένας καφές και ένα σουφλέ λευκής σοκολάτας.

Google Translation into Dutch: We stopten om te eten in een restaurant met een heel mooie kerstversiering. Ze brachten ons verschillende soorten brood met saus. We bestelden aardappelen en kroketten om te delen. Mijn vriendin bestelde pasta met mosselen en garnalen en ik bestelde Milanaise met aardappelen. Om af te sluiten, een koffie en een soufflé van witte chocolade.

Google Translation into Norwegian: Vi stoppet for å spise på en restaurant med en veldig fin julepynt. De brakte oss forskjellige typer brød med saus. Vi bestilte poteter og kroketter å dele. Kjæresten min bestilte pasta med blåskjell og reker og jeg bestilte Milanaise med poteter. Til slutt en kaffe og en hvit sjokoladesufflé.

Google Translation into Polish: Zatrzymaliśmy się na posiłek w restauracji z bardzo ładną dekoracją świąteczną. Przynieśli nam różne rodzaje chleba z sosem. Zamówiliśmy ziemniaki i krokiety do podzielenia się. Moja dziewczyna zamówiła makaron z mał��ami i krewetkami, a ja zamówiłem Milanaise z ziemniakami. Na koniec kawa i suflet z białej czekolady.

Google Translation into Romanian: Ne-am oprit să mâncăm la un restaurant cu un decor foarte drăguț de Crăciun. Ne-au adus diferite tipuri de pâine cu sos. Am comandat cartofi și crochete de împărțit. Prietena mea a comandat paste cu midii și creveți și eu am comandat Milanaise cu cartofi. La final, o cafea și un sufleu de ciocolată albă.

Google Translation into Russian: Мы остановились поесть в ресторане с очень красивым рождественским украшением. Нам принесли разные виды хлеба с соусом. Мы заказали картошку и крокеты, чтобы поделиться. Моя девушка заказала пасту с мидиями и креветками, а я заказал Миланез с картофелем. В завершение кофе и суфле из ��елого шоколада.

Google Translation into Serbian: Стали смо да једемо у ресторану са веома лепом божићном декорацијом. Донели су нам различите врсте хлеба са сосом. Наручили смо кромпир и крокете да поделимо. Моја девојка је наручила тестенину са дагњама и козицама, а ја Миланез са кромпиром. За крај, кафа и суфле од беле чоколаде.

Google Translation into Swedish: Vi stannade till för att äta på en restaurang med en jättefin juldekoration. De gav oss olika typer av bröd med sås. Vi beställde potatis och kroketter att dela på. Min flickvän beställde pasta med musslor och räkor och jag beställde Milanaise med potatis. Som avslutning en kaffe och en vit chokladsufflé.

Google Translation into Turkish: Çok güzel yılbaşı dekorasyonu olan bir restoranda yemek yemek için durduk. Bize soslu farklı ekmek çeşitleri getirdiler. Paylaşmak için patates ve kroket sipariş ettik. Kız arkadaşım midye ve karidesli makarna sipariş etti ve ben de patatesli Milanaise sipariş ettim. Bitirmek için bir kahve ve beyaz çikolatalı sufle.

Google Translation into Ukrainian: Ми зупинилися поїсти в ресторані з дуже гарним різдвяним декором. Нам принесли різні сорти хліба з соусом. Замовили картоплю і крокети поділитися. Дівчина замовила пасту з мідіями та креветками, а я замовив міланези з картоплею. На завершення кава та суфле з білого шоколаду.

Google Translation into Bengali: আমরা একটি খুব সুন্দর ক্রিসমাস সজ্জা সহ একটি রেস্টুরেন্টে খেতে থামলাম। তারা আমাদের জন্য সস সহ বিভিন্ন ধরনের রুটি ��নেছে। আমরা ভাগ করার জন্য আলু এবং croquettes আদেশ. আমার বান্ধবী ঝিনুক এবং চিংড়ি দিয়ে পাস্তা অর্ডার করেছিল এবং আমি আলু দিয়ে মিলানাইজ অর্ডার দিয়েছিলাম। শেষ করতে, একটি কফি এবং একটি সাদা চকোলেট সফেল।

Google Translation into Chinese: 我们在一家圣诞装饰非常漂亮的餐厅停下来吃饭。 他们给我们带来了不同类型的酱汁面包。 我们点了土豆和炸丸子来分享。 我的女朋友点了意大利面配贻贝和大虾，我点了米兰配土豆。 最后是一杯咖啡和一份白巧克力蛋奶酥。

Google Translation into Korean: 우리는 매우 멋진 크리스마스 장식이 있는 레스토랑에서 식사를 하기 위해 멈췄습니다. 그들은 소스와 함께 다양한 종류의 빵을 가져 왔습니다. 우리는 감자와 고로케를 주문했습니다. 내 여자 친구는 홍합과 새우가 들어간 파스타를 주문했고 나는 감자가 들어간 밀라노즈를 주문했습니다. 마무리로 커피와 화이트 초콜릿 수플레.

Google Translation into Hebrew: עצרנו לאכול במסעדה עם קישוט חג מולד נחמד מאוד. הם הביאו לנו סוגים שונים של לחם עם רוטב. הזמנו תפוחי אדמה וקרוקטים לחלוק. חברה שלי הזמינה פסטה עם מולים וסרטנים ואני הזמנתי מילנאיז עם תפוחי אדמה. לסיום, קפה וסופלה שוקולד לבן.

Google Translation into Hindi: हम क्रिसमस की बहुत अच्छी सजावट वाले एक रेस्तरां में खाना खाने के लिए रुके। वे हमारे लिए तरह-तरह की ब्रेड सॉस के साथ लाए। हमने आलू और क्रोकेट साझा करने का आदेश दिया। मेरी प्रेमिका ने पास्ता को मसल्स और झींगे के साथ ऑर्डर किया और मैंने मिलाने को आलू के साथ ऑर्डर किया। खत्म करने के लिए, एक कॉफी और एक सफेद चॉकलेट सूफले।

Google Translation into Indonesian: Kami berhenti untuk makan di restoran dengan dekorasi Natal yang sangat bagus. Mereka membawakan kami berbagai jenis roti dengan saus. Kami memesan kentang dan kroket untuk dibagikan. Pacar saya memesan pasta dengan kerang dan udang dan saya memesan Milanaise dengan kentang. Sebagai penutup, kopi dan souffle cokelat putih.

Google Translation into Japanese: クリスマスの飾り付けがとても素敵なレストランに立ち寄りました。 彼らは私たちにさまざまな種類のパンをソースで持ってきました。 ポテトとコロッケをシェアして注文しました。 私のガールフレンドはムール貝とエビのパスタを注文し、私はポテトと一緒にミラネーゼを注文しました。 最後はコーヒーとホワイトチョコレートのスフレ。

Google Translation into Malay: Kami berhenti makan di sebuah restoran dengan hiasan Krismas yang sangat cantik. Mereka membawa kami pelbagai jenis roti dengan sos. Kami memesan kentang dan kroket untuk dikongsi. Teman wanita saya memesan pasta dengan kerang dan udang dan saya memesan Milanaise dengan kentang. Untuk menyelesaikan, kopi dan soufflé coklat putih.

Google Translation into Panjabi: ਅਸੀਂ ਇੱਕ ਬਹੁਤ ਵਧੀਆ ਕ੍ਰਿਸਮਸ ਸਜਾਵਟ ਵਾਲੇ ਇੱਕ ਰੈਸਟੋਰੈਂਟ ਵਿੱਚ ਖਾਣਾ ਖਾਣ ਲਈ ਰੁਕੇ। ਉਹ ਸਾਡੇ ਲਈ ਚਟਨੀ ਨਾਲ ਵੱਖ-ਵੱਖ ਤਰ੍ਹਾਂ ਦੀਆਂ ਰੋਟੀਆਂ ਲੈ ਕੇ ਆਏ। ਅਸੀਂ ਸ਼ੇਅਰ ਕਰਨ ਲਈ ਆਲੂ ਅਤੇ ਕ੍ਰੋਕੇਟਸ ਦਾ ਆਦੇਸ਼ ਦਿੱਤਾ. ਮੇਰੀ ਪ੍ਰੇਮਿਕਾ ਨੇ ਮੱਸਲ ਅਤੇ ਝੀਂਗੇ ਦੇ ਨਾਲ ਪਾਸਤਾ ਆਰਡਰ ਕੀਤਾ ਅਤੇ ਮੈਂ ਆਲੂਆਂ ਦੇ ਨਾਲ ਮਿਲਾਨਾਈਜ਼ ਦਾ ਆਰਡਰ ਦਿੱਤਾ। ਖਤਮ ਕਰਨ ਲਈ, ਇੱਕ ਕੌਫੀ ਅਤੇ ਇੱਕ ਚਿੱਟੇ ਚਾਕਲੇਟ ਸੂਫਲੇ.

Google Translation into Pashtun: موږ په یوه رستورانت کې د خورا ښه کرسمس سینګار سره وخوړلو. دوی موږ ته د ساس سره مختلف ډوله ډوډۍ راوړه. موږ د شریکولو لپاره کچالو او کروکټو امر وکړ. زما ملګرې پاستا د میوو او مرغانو سره امر کړل او ما د کچالو سره میلانیس امر وکړ. د پای ته رسولو لپاره، یو قهوه او یو سپین چاکلیټ سوفلی.

Google Translation into Persian: برای صرف غذا در رستورانی با دکوراسیون کریسمس بسیار زیبا توقف کردیم. برای ما نان با سس آوردند. سیب زمینی و کروکت سفارش دادیم که تقسیم کنیم. دوست دخترم ماکارونی با صدف و میگو و من میلانیز با سیب زمینی سفارش دادم. برای پایان، یک قهوه و یک سوفله شکلات سفید.

Google Translation into Tagalog: Huminto kami para kumain sa isang restaurant na may napakagandang Christmas decoration. Dinalhan nila kami ng iba't ibang klase ng tinapay na may sarsa. Nag-order kami ng patatas at croquette para pagsaluhan. My girlfriend ordered pasta with mussels and prawns and I ordered Milanaise with potatoes. Para matapos, isang kape at isang puting chocolate soufflé.

Google Translation into Thai: เราแวะทานอาหารที่ร้านอาหารที่มีการตกแต่งคริสต์มาสที่สวยงามมาก พวกเขานำขนมปังประเภทต่าง ๆ พร้อมซอสมาให้เรา เราสั่งมันฝรั่งและคร็อกเก้มาแบ่งปันกัน แฟนของฉันสั่งพาสต้ากับหอยแมลงภู่และกุ้ง ส่วนฉันสั่งมิลาเนสกับมันฝรั่ง ปิดท้ายด้วยกาแฟและไวท์ช็อกโกแลตซูเฟล่

Google Translation into Urdu: ہم ایک بہت ہی عمدہ کرسمس کی سجاوٹ کے ساتھ ایک ریستوراں میں کھانے کے لئے رک گئے۔ وہ ہمارے لیے چٹنی کے ساتھ طرح طرح کی روٹیاں لے کر آئے۔ ہم نے آلو اور کروکیٹس کو بانٹنے کا حکم دیا۔ میری گرل فرینڈ نے مسلز اور جھینگوں کے ساتھ پاستا کا آرڈر دیا اور میں نے آلو کے ساتھ میلانائز کا آرڈر دیا۔ ختم کرنے کے لیے، ایک کافی اور ایک سفید چاکلیٹ سوفل۔

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Holidays 2.15

Holidays

Agriculture Day (Canada)

Angelman Syndrome Day

Annoy Squidward Day (SpongeBob Squarepants)

Battleship Day

Broken Hearts Day

Clifford the Big Red Dog Day

Commonwealth Day (Gibraltar)

Court of International Justice Day

Day of Ashakalia (Kosovo)

Day of the Mexican Woman (Mexico)

Decimal Day (UK)

Digital Learning Day

ENIAC Day (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania)

European Perioperative Nursing Day (EU)

Flag Day (Canada)

Galileo Day [also 2.29]

Hazel Day (French Republic)

Hazrat Alis Day (Uttar Pradesh, India)

International Angolan Day

International Bottom Appreciation Day

International Childhood Cancer Awareness Day

International Duties Memorial Day (Russia)

International Fanworks Day

International Green Wall Day

International Male Chastity Day

John Frum Day (Vanuatu)

Love Reset Day

Lui-Ngai-Ni (Manipur, India)

Memorial Day of Warriors—Intrnationalists

National Bad Breath Day

National Black Girl Magic Day

National Clementine Day

National Friendzone Day

National Hippo Day

National Marcus Day

National Plan B Day

National School Resource Officer Appreciation Day

National Side Chicks Day

National Wisconsin Day

National Write Your Book in a Weekend Weekends

Plastic Pollution Awareness Day (Georgia)

Remember the Maine Day

Sandlasting Day

Singles Awareness Day

Slap Day

Sretenje (Serbia)

Sticky Stamp Day

Stop and Smell Your Compost Pile Day

St. Skeletor’s Day

Susan B. Anthony Day

Total Defense Day (Singapore)

World Cholangiocarcinoma Day

World Hippo Day

YouTube Launch Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Burger Lover's Day

Cherry Garcia Day

Florida Craft Beer Day

Mustard Day

National Cheap Chocolate Day

National Chewing Gum Day

National Gumdrop Day

National I Want Butterscotch Day

National Lamb Day (New Zealand)

3rd Thursday in February

Energy Saving Day (Italy) [3rd Thursday]

Global Information Governance Day [3rd Thursday]

National Conductive Education Day [3rd Thursday]

Switch Off Thursday (UK) [Thursday of Go Green Week]

World Anthropology Day [3rd Thursday]

World Cholanglocarcinoma Day [3rd Thursday]

Weekly Holidays beginning February 15

American Association for the Advancement of Science Week [thru 2.17]

Independence & Related Days

Barbettia (Declared; 2016) [unrecognized]

Dadingisila (Declared; 2010) [unrecognized]

Establishment Day (St. Louis, Missouri; 1764)

Liberation Day (Afghanistan)

Iustus (Declared; 2018) [unrecognized]

Serbia (from the Ottoman Empire, 1804)

Festivals Beginning February 15, 2024

Arizona Beer Week (Arizona) [thru 2.25]

Berlin International Film Festival (Berlin, Germany) [thru 2.25]

Carnival of Bern [Bärner Fasnacht] (Bern, Switzerland) [thru 2.17]

Cribbagepalooza (Colorado Springs, Colorado)

Great British Beer Festival Winter (Burton upon Trent, Great Britain) [thru 2.17]

Havana International Book Fair (Havana, Cuba) [thru 2.25]

Iowa Meat Processors Show (Ames, Iowa) [thru 2.17]

Ohio Ecological Food and Farm Association Conference (Newark, Ohio) [thru 2.17]

Palatka Bluegrass Festival (Palatka, Florida) [thru 2.17]

Simplot Games (Boise, Idaho) [thru 2.17]

Takeuchi Festival (Rouge, Japan)

Feast Days

Agape (Christian; Virgin Martyr)

Art Spiegelman (Animeism)

Candlemas (Eastern Orthodox Church)

Charles-André van Loo (Artology)

Charles-François Daubigny (Artology)

Chongwoldaeboreum (Korean Folk Festival)

Claude de la Colombière (Christian; Saint)

Douglas Hofstadter (Writerism)

Drink More Wine Day (Pastafarian)

Faunus (celebrates animals helping humans)

Faustinus and Jovita (Christian; Martyrs)

Februata — Day of Juno Febuata (Pagan)

Festival of Naked Pan (Ancient Rome)

Festival of the Wolves (Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Galileo (Humanism; Saint)

Grigori Rasputin Day (Church of the SubGenius)

Guardian Angel Day (Celtic Book of Days)

Kamakura Matsuri (Snow Cave Festival; Japan)

Lupercalia (Festival of Lupercus; Festival of purification honoring Lycaen Pan or Faunusl Ancient Roman god of flocks and fertility)

Matt Groening (Artology)

Michał Sopoćko (Christian; Blessed)

Nirvana Day (Buddhist; Jain; Sikh)

Oswiu (Christian; Saint)

Parinirvana Day (Mahayana Buddhism)

Phaedrus (Positivist; Saint)

Quinidius (Christian; Saint)

The Raggmopps (Muppetism)

Sigfried of Sweden (Christian; Saint)

Sigfrid’s Day

Susan B. Anthony (Feminism; Saint)

Tales of Kelp-Koli (Shamanism)

Tanco (Christian; Martyr)

Thomas Bray (Anglican & Episcopal Church)

Walfrid (Christian; Saint)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Shakku (赤口 Japan) [Bad luck all day, except at noon.]

Uncyclopedia Bad to Be Born Today (because so many reasons carrying on from the night before.)

Premieres

Alice Solves the Puzzle (Disney Cartoon; 1925)

Angel and the Badman (Film; 1947)

Asterix: The Secret of the Magic Potion (Animated Film; 2019)

Autumn (Disney Cartoon; 1930)

The Bears and the Bees (Disney Silly Symphony Cartoon; 1932)

The Blue Danube, by Johann Strauss II (Waltz; 1867)

The Breakfast Club (Film; 1985)

Blue Moon, recorded by The Marcels (Song; 1961)

Broad City (TV Series; 2010)

Bugs Bunny’s Wild World of Sports (WB Animated TV Special; 1989)

Burn, by Deep Purple (Album; 1974)

Burr Gore, by Vidal (Historical Novel; 1973)

Cinderella (Animated Disney Cartoon; 1950)

Clifford the Big Red Dog, by Norman Bridwell (Children’s Book; 1963)

Corregidora, by Gayl Jones (Novel; 1975)

The Crystal Maze (UK TV game Show; 1990)

Doom Patrol (TV Series; 2019)

Eastbound & Down (TV Series; 2009)

Eight Days a Week, by The Beatles (Song; 1965)

Elegy Written in. A Country Churchyard, by Thomas Gray (Poem; 1751)

11.23.63 (TV Series; 2016)

Escape from Planet Earth (Animated Film; 2013)

Fly by Night, by Rush (Album; 1975)

Get Happy!!, by Elvis Costello (Album; 1980)

Lifehouse, by The Who (Rock Opera; 1971)

Marlowe (Film; 2023)

Mechanical Man (Oswald the Lucky Rabbit Cartoon; 1932)

Orphan’s Picnic (Disney Cartoon; 1936)

Red Dwarf (UK TV Series; 1988)

Return to Never Land (Disney Film; 2002)

Robin Hoody Woody (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1963)

The Screwball (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1943)

Shake, Rattle and Roll, recorded by Big Joe Turner (Song; 1954)

The Stars, Like Dust, byIsaac Asimov (Novel; 1951) [Galactic Empire #1]

Super Troopers (Film; 2002)

Take the A Train, recorded by Duke Ellington (Song; 1941)

A Tuba to Cuba (Documentary Film; 2019)

The Umbrella Academy (TV Series; 2019)

Vision Quit (Film; 1985)

YouTube (Video Sharing Website; 2005)

Today’s Name Days

Georgia, Siegfried (Austria)

Faustin, Onezim, Vitomir (Croatia)

Jiřina (Czech Republic)

Faustinus (Denmark)

Neidi, Tiina (Estonia)

Sipi, Sippo (Finland)

Claude, Georgina, Jordan (France)

Georgia, Jovita, Siegfried (Germany)

Evsevios (Greece)

Julianna, Lilla (Hungary)

Giuliana (Italy)

Džuljeta, Juliāna, Jūlija, Smuidra (Latvia)

Julijona, Julijonas, Tautvydas (Lithuania)

Jill, Julian, Juliane (Norway)

Bernard, Dan, Danisz, Danuta, Julianna, Symeon (Poland)

Pamfil, Valentin (Romania)

Anna (Russia)

Ida (Slovakia)

Juliana (Spain)

Julia, Julius (Sweden)

Cliff, Clifford, Clifton, Jeremiah, Jeremy, Sonnie, Sonny, Sunny (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 46 of 2024; 320 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 4 of week 7 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Luis (Rowan) [Day 26 of 28]

Chinese: Month 1 (Bing-Yin), Day 6 (Ji-You)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025)

Hebrew: 6 Adair I 5784

Islamic: 5 Sha’ban 1445

J Cal: 16 Grey; Twosday [16 of 30]

Julian: 1 February 2024

Moon: 40%: Waxing Crescent

Positivist: 18 Homer (2nd Month) [Phaedrus]

Runic Half Month: Sigel (Sun) [Day 7 of 15]

Season: Winter (Day 57 of 89)

Week: 2nd Week of February

Zodiac: Capricorn (Day 25 of 28)

[brookstonalmanac]

Holidays 2.15

Holidays

Agriculture Day (Canada)

Angelman Syndrome Day

Annoy Squidward Day (SpongeBob Squarepants)

Battleship Day

Broken Hearts Day

Clifford the Big Red Dog Day

Commonwealth Day (Gibraltar)

Court of International Justice Day

Day of Ashakalia (Kosovo)

Day of the Mexican Woman (Mexico)

Decimal Day (UK)

Digital Learning Day

ENIAC Day (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania)

European Perioperative Nursing Day (EU)

Flag Day (Canada)

Galileo Day [also 2.29]

Hazel Day (French Republic)

Hazrat Alis Day (Uttar Pradesh, India)

International Angolan Day

International Bottom Appreciation Day

International Childhood Cancer Awareness Day

International Duties Memorial Day (Russia)

International Fanworks Day

International Green Wall Day

International Male Chastity Day

John Frum Day (Vanuatu)

Love Reset Day

Lui-Ngai-Ni (Manipur, India)

Memorial Day of Warriors—Intrnationalists

National Bad Breath Day

National Black Girl Magic Day

National Clementine Day

National Friendzone Day

National Hippo Day

National Marcus Day

National Plan B Day

National School Resource Officer Appreciation Day

National Side Chicks Day

National Wisconsin Day

National Write Your Book in a Weekend Weekends

Plastic Pollution Awareness Day (Georgia)

Remember the Maine Day

Sandlasting Day

Singles Awareness Day

Slap Day

Sretenje (Serbia)

Sticky Stamp Day

Stop and Smell Your Compost Pile Day

St. Skeletor’s Day

Susan B. Anthony Day

Total Defense Day (Singapore)

World Cholangiocarcinoma Day

World Hippo Day

YouTube Launch Day

Food & Drink Celebrations

Burger Lover's Day

Cherry Garcia Day

Florida Craft Beer Day

Mustard Day

National Cheap Chocolate Day

National Chewing Gum Day

National Gumdrop Day

National I Want Butterscotch Day

National Lamb Day (New Zealand)

3rd Thursday in February

Energy Saving Day (Italy) [3rd Thursday]

Global Information Governance Day [3rd Thursday]

National Conductive Education Day [3rd Thursday]

Switch Off Thursday (UK) [Thursday of Go Green Week]

World Anthropology Day [3rd Thursday]

World Cholanglocarcinoma Day [3rd Thursday]

Weekly Holidays beginning February 15

American Association for the Advancement of Science Week [thru 2.17]

Independence & Related Days

Barbettia (Declared; 2016) [unrecognized]

Dadingisila (Declared; 2010) [unrecognized]

Establishment Day (St. Louis, Missouri; 1764)

Liberation Day (Afghanistan)

Iustus (Declared; 2018) [unrecognized]

Serbia (from the Ottoman Empire, 1804)

Festivals Beginning February 15, 2024

Arizona Beer Week (Arizona) [thru 2.25]

Berlin International Film Festival (Berlin, Germany) [thru 2.25]

Carnival of Bern [Bärner Fasnacht] (Bern, Switzerland) [thru 2.17]

Cribbagepalooza (Colorado Springs, Colorado)

Great British Beer Festival Winter (Burton upon Trent, Great Britain) [thru 2.17]

Havana International Book Fair (Havana, Cuba) [thru 2.25]

Iowa Meat Processors Show (Ames, Iowa) [thru 2.17]

Ohio Ecological Food and Farm Association Conference (Newark, Ohio) [thru 2.17]

Palatka Bluegrass Festival (Palatka, Florida) [thru 2.17]

Simplot Games (Boise, Idaho) [thru 2.17]

Takeuchi Festival (Rouge, Japan)

Feast Days

Agape (Christian; Virgin Martyr)

Art Spiegelman (Animeism)

Candlemas (Eastern Orthodox Church)

Charles-André van Loo (Artology)

Charles-François Daubigny (Artology)

Chongwoldaeboreum (Korean Folk Festival)

Claude de la Colombière (Christian; Saint)

Douglas Hofstadter (Writerism)

Drink More Wine Day (Pastafarian)

Faunus (celebrates animals helping humans)

Faustinus and Jovita (Christian; Martyrs)

Februata — Day of Juno Febuata (Pagan)

Festival of Naked Pan (Ancient Rome)

Festival of the Wolves (Starza Pagan Book of Days)

Galileo (Humanism; Saint)

Grigori Rasputin Day (Church of the SubGenius)

Guardian Angel Day (Celtic Book of Days)

Kamakura Matsuri (Snow Cave Festival; Japan)

Lupercalia (Festival of Lupercus; Festival of purification honoring Lycaen Pan or Faunusl Ancient Roman god of flocks and fertility)

Matt Groening (Artology)

Michał Sopoćko (Christian; Blessed)

Nirvana Day (Buddhist; Jain; Sikh)

Oswiu (Christian; Saint)

Parinirvana Day (Mahayana Buddhism)

Phaedrus (Positivist; Saint)

Quinidius (Christian; Saint)

The Raggmopps (Muppetism)

Sigfried of Sweden (Christian; Saint)

Sigfrid’s Day

Susan B. Anthony (Feminism; Saint)

Tales of Kelp-Koli (Shamanism)

Tanco (Christian; Martyr)

Thomas Bray (Anglican & Episcopal Church)

Walfrid (Christian; Saint)

Lucky & Unlucky Days

Shakku (赤口 Japan) [Bad luck all day, except at noon.]

Uncyclopedia Bad to Be Born Today (because so many reasons carrying on from the night before.)

Premieres

Alice Solves the Puzzle (Disney Cartoon; 1925)

Angel and the Badman (Film; 1947)

Asterix: The Secret of the Magic Potion (Animated Film; 2019)

Autumn (Disney Cartoon; 1930)

The Bears and the Bees (Disney Silly Symphony Cartoon; 1932)

The Blue Danube, by Johann Strauss II (Waltz; 1867)

The Breakfast Club (Film; 1985)

Blue Moon, recorded by The Marcels (Song; 1961)

Broad City (TV Series; 2010)

Bugs Bunny’s Wild World of Sports (WB Animated TV Special; 1989)

Burn, by Deep Purple (Album; 1974)

Burr Gore, by Vidal (Historical Novel; 1973)

Cinderella (Animated Disney Cartoon; 1950)

Clifford the Big Red Dog, by Norman Bridwell (Children’s Book; 1963)

Corregidora, by Gayl Jones (Novel; 1975)

The Crystal Maze (UK TV game Show; 1990)

Doom Patrol (TV Series; 2019)

Eastbound & Down (TV Series; 2009)

Eight Days a Week, by The Beatles (Song; 1965)

Elegy Written in. A Country Churchyard, by Thomas Gray (Poem; 1751)

11.23.63 (TV Series; 2016)

Escape from Planet Earth (Animated Film; 2013)

Fly by Night, by Rush (Album; 1975)

Get Happy!!, by Elvis Costello (Album; 1980)

Lifehouse, by The Who (Rock Opera; 1971)

Marlowe (Film; 2023)

Mechanical Man (Oswald the Lucky Rabbit Cartoon; 1932)

Orphan’s Picnic (Disney Cartoon; 1936)

Red Dwarf (UK TV Series; 1988)

Return to Never Land (Disney Film; 2002)

Robin Hoody Woody (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1963)

The Screwball (Woody Woodpecker Cartoon; 1943)

Shake, Rattle and Roll, recorded by Big Joe Turner (Song; 1954)

The Stars, Like Dust, byIsaac Asimov (Novel; 1951) [Galactic Empire #1]

Super Troopers (Film; 2002)

Take the A Train, recorded by Duke Ellington (Song; 1941)

A Tuba to Cuba (Documentary Film; 2019)

The Umbrella Academy (TV Series; 2019)

Vision Quit (Film; 1985)

YouTube (Video Sharing Website; 2005)

Today’s Name Days

Georgia, Siegfried (Austria)

Faustin, Onezim, Vitomir (Croatia)

Jiřina (Czech Republic)

Faustinus (Denmark)

Neidi, Tiina (Estonia)

Sipi, Sippo (Finland)

Claude, Georgina, Jordan (France)

Georgia, Jovita, Siegfried (Germany)

Evsevios (Greece)

Julianna, Lilla (Hungary)

Giuliana (Italy)

Džuljeta, Juliāna, Jūlija, Smuidra (Latvia)

Julijona, Julijonas, Tautvydas (Lithuania)

Jill, Julian, Juliane (Norway)

Bernard, Dan, Danisz, Danuta, Julianna, Symeon (Poland)

Pamfil, Valentin (Romania)

Anna (Russia)

Ida (Slovakia)

Juliana (Spain)

Julia, Julius (Sweden)

Cliff, Clifford, Clifton, Jeremiah, Jeremy, Sonnie, Sonny, Sunny (USA)

Today is Also…

Day of Year: Day 46 of 2024; 320 days remaining in the year

ISO: Day 4 of week 7 of 2024

Celtic Tree Calendar: Luis (Rowan) [Day 26 of 28]

Chinese: Month 1 (Bing-Yin), Day 6 (Ji-You)

Chinese Year of the: Dragon 4722 (until January 29, 2025)

Hebrew: 6 Adair I 5784

Islamic: 5 Sha’ban 1445

J Cal: 16 Grey; Twosday [16 of 30]

Julian: 1 February 2024

Moon: 40%: Waxing Crescent

Positivist: 18 Homer (2nd Month) [Phaedrus]

Runic Half Month: Sigel (Sun) [Day 7 of 15]

Season: Winter (Day 57 of 89)

Week: 2nd Week of February

Zodiac: Capricorn (Day 25 of 28)

[snownf]

a chunk of butter, 1 can of (or half if u dont wanna make too much) and 2 or 3 spoons of chocolate powder/chocolate milk powder and ure good!!

on low fire u mix and dont stop until it gets chunky and is not sticking to the bottom of the pan, if u wanna roll it as balls just leave it for some little time and its chunkier and i THINK its good!! not sure tho bc i dont roll them, i finish the cooking and then i put on a plate, put on the fridge to get it cold and nice and then eat it with a spoon

to roll them u put some butter on your hands get some with a spoon and then roll like playdough!

(se alguém quiser me corrigir por favor me corrija!!! essa é a maneira q eu faço 💜)

I wanna make this little thing

Brazil? Thoughts?

[silhuetismo]

tradições - everlark drabble

pedido: ideia: katniss e peeta no halloween

n/a: eu adoro halloween!! especialmente porque dá pra fazer muita coisa com ele; dá pra escrever algo super pesado e com muita tristeza e ao mesmo tempo é super possível escrever uma história muito leve e divertida. há um ano, tô tentando escrever uma one shot em que a katniss é uma succubus (o demônio, tipo a jennifer de ‘garota infernal’), mas não consigo. espero que esse ano saia. mas, como ainda não veio aí, aproveitei esse pedido que recebi para colocar a mão na massa. o resultado foi esse. e, como sempre, eu não revisei.

amg, muito obrigada por ter feito esse pedido, me diverti demais escrevendo!!! espero que você goste. 

avisos: temas sugestivos. 

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a ideia perfeita de halloween para eu e peeta era dividir uma fatia de torta de abóbora, tomar umas duas cervejas de baunilha e passar o resto da noite no sofá emaranhados um no outro e com os pés agasalhados entrelaçados enquanto revezávamos os turnos para atender a porta e distribuir doces. era a nossa tradição há dois anos, quando nos mudamos para o apartamento que dividimos, e eu tinha esperanças de que continuaria a ser por um bom tempo. até finnick odair acontecer.

— isso tudo é tão ridículo. quem ele pensa que é, afinal?! — eu digo para ninguém em particular, muito embora peeta coloque a cabeça para fora do banheiro para me escutar melhor enquanto termina de fazer a barba. ele está animado em poder usar sua fantasia de peter pan. eu estava animada em vê-lo de collant. — ele acabou de se mudar! por que todo mundo tá fazendo o que ele quer?

eu bufo com indignação, como as crianças que dariam de cara com uma porta fechada se decidissem tocar a nossa campainha hoje à noite. não fosse o estúpido pavão do finnick, elas estariam batendo em nossa porta daqui a poucas horas e se deparando com o sorriso brilhante de peeta enquanto ele enchia as sacolas delas de barras de chocolate e balas de caramelo. agora, elas teriam de se contentar com os vários caldeirões com guloseimas até o talo espalhados pelo hall de entrada do nosso prédio. 48 para ser exata, um para cada apartamento. 

— ele é bem charmoso. foi bem fácil para ele convencer todo mundo.  — peeta responde, saindo do banheiro com uma toalha enrolada na cintura e indo pegar sua fantasia no armário. 

na última reunião de condomínio, há dois meses, eu precisei ir presencialmente ao escritório. peeta tirou o dia de folga na padaria porque precisava ir ao médico, então ele marcou presença no encontro. um erro, eu diria. porque foi naquele dia que finnick odair, recém chegado ao apartamento 4b com sua esposa de olhos incrivelmente verdes annie, propôs termos uma festa de halloween coletiva, arruinando, portanto, o meu 31 de outubro. 

de acordo com peeta, os argumentos de finnick foram muito bons. algo sobre aproveitarmos os momentos após o covid-19 depois de dois anos separados, confraternizarmos e não precisarmos nos preocupar em abrir a porta a cada 5 minutos. eu abriria a porta a cada 2 minutos se não tivesse de passar a noite no terraço do prédio fingindo me divertir enquanto poderia estar no colo de peeta. 

— você não está ajudando! — reclamo, saindo da frente do espelho para calçar as minhas botas. — a gente tá quebrando a nossa tradição por causa dessa festa! tudo que eu queria era sentar no sofá até a minha bunda ficar marcada e fazer uma maratona de 'todo mundo em pânico'!

— a festa deve acabar umas 22h, docinho. a gente pode ir embora às 21h e ainda conseguimos assistir ao primeiro filme. e eu tenho certeza que vai ter torta de abóbora e cerveja de baunilha lá em cima. — ele diz, caminhando na minha direção enquanto tenta me aplacar. e, como eu fico distraída com as gotas de água escorrendo pelo corpo dele, ele até consegue por um momento.

— não vai ser a mesma coisa... — murmuro, passando os dedos pelos ossos do quadril dele. então, olho para ele com a minha melhor feição inocente e dou minha última cartada. —  e, peeta, você ia se dar tão bem hoje à noite. 

o assisto engolir em seco enquanto minhas palavras são digeridas. 

— acho que dá tempo de cancelar. 

eu beijo seu ílio e balanço minha cabeça. 

— acho que não, docinho. você assinou nossos nomes lá, né? você fez a cama e agora a gente vai deitar. 

— sim, por favor, vamos deitar na cama — ele responde, sério, se jogando em cima dos lençóis, o que faz com que eu me levante. 

— de jeito nenhum, peeta mellark. você disse que iríamos a essa maldita festa e nós vamos. nem que seja para que eu jogue o finnick do terraço. — eu digo, mas peeta continua olhando para mim com esses olhos azuis dilatados pedindo 'por favor, katniss'.

— você pode se jogar aqui, o que você acha? — ele pergunta, batendo no colchão de forma convidativa. ele até se dá o trabalho de erguer o braço na minha direção. eu finalmente abro um sorriso para ele e digo:

— eu vou embrulhar as maçãs e te esperar na cozinha, tá? você tá me distraindo. 

— será que consigo te distrair o suficiente para me dar bem? 

— eu não vou pagar pra ver. — respondo, saindo correndo do quarto antes que ele possa me puxar pela mão e me deitar na cama. mas sei que ele vai passar o resto da noite me provocando depois disso e percebo que meu humor finalmente está começando a melhorar. 

pensar na possibilidade de fazer esse joguinho com ele é a minha única motivação para aguentar as quatro horas de festa que estariam por vir. isso e aquele collant. pela primeira vez hoje, estou feliz pelas nossas tradições quebradas.

[mundodescolorido]

Eu sempre soube que filmes mentiam em relação a adolescência e toda a suposta magia da idade. Era bem nítido quando eu via alguma série com adultos de trinta anos fingindo ter quinze e depois ia pra escola enfrentar mil aulas vagas e alguns colegas mal educados. Mas eu nunca pensei que não viveria nem essa realidade meio sem graça.

Quando somos mais novos temos essa mania besta de sempre imaginar que a idade seguinte vai ser melhor e que o ensino médio vai ser o ápice de toda uma adolescência cheia de aventuras, loucuras e momentos dignos de cena de filme.

O ensino médio chegou… E trouxe junto uma grande pandemia que mata quase duas mil pessoas por dia no meu país. Por isso todas as pessoas que podiam se trancaram em suas casas tentando salvar suas vidas de um vírus mortal. Deu certo pra mim, me trancar, mas isso não impediu que mais de centenas de milhares de pessoas perdessem o direito de respirar. E é extremamente confuso reclamar de qualquer coisa hoje sendo que você se encontra vivo. Porém eu vou fazer isso, já que eu estou indo para o segundo ano tendo como companhia apenas meus pais e meu quarto o dia todo, todos os dias.

Para mim, deveria ter diversas cores surgindo dentro de mim e eu deveria estar descobrindo novas tonalidades e me pintando inteira com elas, mas eu só consigo sentir ocre e cinza mesmo. Ou então, eu até consigo ver as cores primárias na minha frente mas eu não sei como misturá-las, e fica meio difícil fazer isso quando se tem um parente a cada cômodo e toda vez que se bota o pé pra fora de casa precisa-se usar álcool em gel antes de tocar alguém.

Todas as oportunidades possíveis de me encontrar com um roxo, rosa e verde, ou até o branco, se perde aqui, num misto de todas as outras experiências que meio que não vão acontecer.

Eu entrei nessa merda de pandemia com quinze anos e daqui uns onze meses eu vou fazer dezoito. De fato eu passei o “ápice da minha idade” trancada num quarto com a cara na frente de uma pequena tela conversando online com os poucos amigos que sobraram devido a distância. A maior loucura adolescente que fiz até então foi fazer brigadeiro de madrugada sem meus pais saberem e conseguir comprar uma latinha de bebida, sem identidade, para beber de uma vez só às duas da manhã, sozinha, curtindo a curta brisa que isso pode me proporcionar. Foi extremamente deprimente.

Minhas roupas meio que não me servem mais, eu não sei direito mais o que eu quero usar e a única coisa que eu consegui melhorar horrores nesse tempo foi meu delineado colorido e a habilidade de colocar glitter no rosto para assistir uma aula online… E ficar com muita vergonha de abrir a câmera, tirar foto ou fazer um mínimo stories se quer e acabar sendo a única pessoa que viu aquela produção feita.

O que antes era apenas uma foto para meus amigos verem virou a minha fonte principal, e única, de interação social com esse mundo escolar. Toda mensagem conta. Porque não vai ter uma aula presencial depois pra você explicar que aquele emoji que você usou era irônico. Você tem apenas uma chance de passar o que você quer dizer e se a pessoa não responder, não visualizar ou ignorar, mandar mais alguma coisa depois fica feio, e você simplesmente desiste de ter amigos e volta a tirar a foto de perfil pra ver se alguém se importa minimamente em saber se você está bem. A resposta disso também quase nunca é boa.

Eu sinto que envelheço anos toda sexta-feira a noite tomando leite com chocolate enquanto vejo algum filme de ação ruim na sala com meu pai (se bem que os dias que John Wick reprisa pela milésima não são tão ruins). A incerteza de quanto tempo mais eu vou precisar esperar pra poder voltar a viver minha vida é tão grande e complexa quanto a questão de que tipo de país eu terei me esperando quando tudo isso acabar.

Talvez eu saia nas ruas só quando já for adulta e toda esse final de adolescência seja apenas um borrão oco de experiências que vai me cobrar no futuro quando eu sentir que não fiz merda o suficiente. Talvez isso se torne um traço da minha personalidade, me fazendo viver sempre no limite porque o amanhã talvez de fato nunca chegue. Talvez eu ganhe um grande complexo de Peter Pan querendo não ter nenhum tipo de responsabilidade e negando quase por completo a vida adulta aos vinte e dois anos. Ou então eu só vou superar isso e entrar na faculdade sem poder ter aquele ano meio desastroso chamado “terceirão”.

As possíveis memórias do que poderia ser me visitam antes de dormir e todas as vezes que alguma música toca alto o meu fone de ouvido e eu esqueço um pouco da realidade e me coloco ali onde eu gostaria de estar, criando uma memória que nunca existiu. E que talvez nunca exista.

Eu chorei vendo High School Musical uma vez. Foi pelo filme em si, claro, mas também pelo final de fase que chegaria logo logo pra mim. Aquela coisa de olhar pra trás e sentir que quase toda uma vida já se passou e que a experiência inteira de estar na escola já foi embora. Porque mesmo que eu não tenha tido uma vivência perfeita e livre de problemáticas dentro de uma sala de aula, tudo isso importa. Meio que simboliza algo, sabe? A grande passagem para a vida adulta. O momento em que se deixa de ser estudante, com direito a passe livre, e se torna um desempregado sem dinheiro para pegar um ônibus.

Daqui alguns meses quando eu soprar velinhas de novo e ouvir incansavelmente “Cuidado! Agora com 18 anos você pode ser presa”, eu só vou pensar em que não houve um tempo onde eu não poderia ser. Me tranquei em casa muito nova pra ter coragem de fazer merda, e vou sair já com a responsabilidade de saber que a brincadeira não vai mais terminar na diretoria da escola. E é assim que eu me sinto, como se eu dormisse criança e acordasse adulta. Como se esse período de tempo, que já passa muito rápido naturalmente, tivesse sido um sopro. Como se a culpa fosse minha de não ter aproveitado melhor o que eu poderia fazer com uma máscara na cara e o risco de morte iminente por todos os lados.

Quando eu fizer dezoito eu quero ter aproveitado pelos alguns meses antes de “me tornar adulta”, eu quero poder andar nas ruas sem medo de chegar perto de ninguém, eu quero poder fazer merda, eu quero sair e voltar pra casa tarde, eu quero ir pro baile, eu quero ir pra resenha, eu quero beijar aquela pessoa esquisita da sala do lado. E, mais importante que tudo isso, quero estar viva para ver o atual presidente genocida cair.

Nos não somos tão infinitos assim - Bárbara Rufino

[vainasombra]

𝑫𝑬𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑳 𝑶𝑭 𝒉𝒊𝒎 ╱ 𝒐𝒏𝒆 ― r.i.p 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳 ursula ✊

27/08. Noite do Baile de Máscara. 

Até aquela noite, só tinha uma certeza: precisaria de magia para conseguir falar. Nicolas só não conseguia pensar no tipo de magia que precisava e onde encontraria. Ele nunca imaginou que a resposta viria com o entregador de pizza. 

Encabulado até hoje, ainda não tinha ânimo para fazer parte de uma noite onde poderia encontrar os responsáveis por sua realidade imperfeita. Injusta é a palavra que fala sobre sua situação quando a premissa daquela maldição era virar o jogo. Palavras têm poderes, são como armas, e considerando uma cidadezinha onde quem fala a língua de sinais talvez sequer chegue a 0.7%, poderia concluir que o deixaram desarmado – e, não sei você, mas Nico achava que a qualquer momento poderia acabar em uma guerra. Tsc! Não é possível que ninguém enxergue o quão so-fri-da era a sua vida sendo a Sombra de Peter Pan, tadinho.

Silencioso como sempre foi mesmo em Neverland, Nicolas deslizava pelos corredores enormes da mansão. Da janela de vidro que fazia uma parede para o exterior, dava para ver as luzes do farol ficando cada vez mais longe. Seus pais haviam saído mascarados enquanto Nicolas calçava meias personalizadas com os símbolos dos elementos de Genshin Impact, o joguinho que vinha enchendo sua cabeça há meses. Tinha a casa só para si mais uma vez (de tantas), o que significava barriga cheia de besteirol e o volume da televisão daquele jeito. 

Não estava completamente sozinho, no entanto. Além da governanta resguardada no próprio quarto, no sétimo sono provavelmente, a garota que era motivo de gracinhas (chatas, péssimas) do seu pai sobre namorinhos, vestia as mesmas meias que ele enquanto deixava Resident Evil: No Escuro Absurdo, a um play de começar. Samantha era um daqueles que seguia Nicolas desde o ensino médio; um daqueles que havia aprendido a linguagem de sinais, pois o interesse no garoto era ainda maior e ter a atenção dele melhor ainda. Era um daqueles que faziam Nicolas sentir que tinha seus seguidores e admiradores assim como Peter Pan tivera os Meninos Perdidos. A diferença é que, às vezes, naquele mundo, alguns desses seguidores surgiam com iniciativas e atitudes meio esquisitas, mas nada que seu super reflexo de ninja (e sua falta de tato) não o tirasse do momento. Na maioria das vezes, era Samantha quem estava consigo, porque entre eles, ela era a única que no fim sempre cedia aos seus caprichos - além de ter uma habilidade imensa com computadores, ter os cabelos cacheados com cheiro de morango que Nicolas gostava, nunca ter feito uma das coisas esquisitas e sempre acertar na escolha do que comer. Naquela noite, por sinal, esperavam pelas pizzas de pepperoni e chocolate com M&M 's, essa segunda sendo ideia de Samantha (viu? Muito boa mesmo!).   

— Chegou. — Nico a ouviu dizer antes que chegasse à sala de tv. O barulhinho do aplicativo de delivery do celular que havia deixado com a morena veio em seguida. — Eu pego. — ela disse quando se levantou. Ele, por sua vez, abriu caminho distraído: sua atenção era toda para o tablet que carregava em mãos e a tag que haviam criado para o evento, porque seus pais tinham tentado convencê-lo do tanto que ele perderia. Reconhecer um e outro o fez querer gritar - e não por um sentimento bom.

Desde o anúncio do baile, vivia dias com humor instável. Já haviam passado os dezoito anos de idade, ou seja, agora já estava sete anos atrasado com sua promessa para consigo de que daria seus pulos e conseguiria falar. Doze anos de idade deveria ser uma idade especial, mais que importante, e mesmo assim: nada - mas não foi por falta de tentativa. Havia sido culpa daquele mundo que não dava duas fodas para opiniões de pessoas com doze anos de idade. Ou treze, ou quatorze… Ou qualquer outra idade antes da maioridade, e olhe lá. Ou seja, teve que esperar virar um jovem adulto de todo jeito! E o baile de máscaras, além do motivo já citado lá no primeiro parágrafo, também o havia lembrado da ideia de seus pais e cia de fazerem um na igreja para os jovens que, enfim, tinham crescido; que enfim eram homens e mulheres. 

Nicolas quase os mandou enfiar a ideia no rabo, mas só deu para suspirar e boicotar a ideia com dois truques clássicos: fazer cabeças e bater o pé. Igualzinho à como negou ir ao baile de máscaras daquele Gerard Alguma Coisa. Não era para ele essa história de passar uma noite inteira de smoking. Preferia ficar em casa, pensando em como as coisas poderiam começar a sair do seu jeito ao som gutural de zumbis. 

A demora de Samantha foi só um outro motivo para fazê-lo largar o tablet e ir atrás dela. Desenvolvida muito além do normal por motivos óbvios, a audição captou logo os risos que vinham da porta de entrada que, completamente aberta, mesmo distante dava visão para Nicolas entender que Samantha parecia conhecer o entregador de pizza de cabelo roxo. Foi por curiosidade que se fez presente sem mais delongas, mas foi sem querer que encarou o rapaz, ou melhor, a tatuagem colorida da sereia de cabelos vermelhos como sangue que subia e pintava seu antebraço. 

— Também gosta da Pequena Sereia? — Nicolas escutou a tentativa amigável do entregador de pizza, mas não realmente o ouviu. 

Estava em êxtase. Aquela era a sua resposta - e não haveria Úrsula para lhe dar problema, afinal, havia sido morta. O único problema, que poderia terminar maior, seria encontrar o colar que, Era uma vez, roubou a voz de Ariel. 

“Pergunte se seu amigo quer ficar. Eu pago o que ele ganharia por hoje.” Nicolas sinalizou para Samantha, dirigindo para o entregador só o melhor dos seus sorrisos. Achava que poderia ganhar mais outro Menino Perdido.

[pollonegro666]

2022/02/05

Fuimos a un restaurante a comer porque nos dió hambre. Pedimos pan tostado con tomate y salsa de ajo y aceite. Después, una fritura de pescado y marisco. Yo pedí solomillo y mi amiguita caldero murciano. arroz con pescado aparte. De postre, pedimos dos bolas de helado, chocolate y natillas.

We went to a restaurant to eat because we got hungry. We ordered toasted bread with tomato and garlic and oil sauce. Later, a fried fish and seafood. I ordered sirloin steak and my girlfriend had a Murcian cauldron. rice with fish apart. For dessert, we ordered two scoops of ice cream, chocolate and custard.

Google Translation into Portuguese:

Fomos a um restaurante para comer porque estávamos com fome. Pedimos pão torrado com molho de tomate e alho e azeite. Mais tarde, um peixe frito e marisco. Eu pedi bife do lombo e minha namorada tinha um caldeirão de Múrcia. arroz com peixe à parte. Para a sobremesa, pedimos duas bolas de sorvete, chocolate e creme.

Google translation into Italian:

Siamo andati a mangiare in un ristorante perché avevamo fame. Abbiamo ordinato pane tostato con pomodoro e aglio e salsa di olio. A seguire, un fritto di pesce e frutti di mare. Ho ordinato una bistecca di controfiletto e la mia ragazza aveva un calderone di Murcian. riso con pesce a parte. Per dessert, abbiamo ordinato due palline di gelato, cioccolato e crema pasticcera.

Google Translation into French:

Nous sommes allés au restaurant pour manger parce que nous avions faim. Nous avons commandé du pain grillé avec de la sauce tomate et ail et huile. Plus tard, une friture de poisson et fruits de mer. J'ai commandé un steak de surlonge et ma petite amie avait un chaudron de Murcie. riz avec poisson à part. Pour le dessert, nous avons commandé deux boules de glace, chocolat et crème anglaise.

Google Translation into Arabic:

ذهبنا إلى المطعم لتناول الطعام لأننا كنا جائعين. طلبنا الخبز المحمص مع صلصة الطماطم والثوم والزيت. في وقت لاحق سمك مقلي ومأكولات بحرية. طلبت شريحة لحم الخاصرة وكان لدى صديقتي مرجل دي مورسي. أرز مع السمك جانبا. للحلوى ، طلبنا ملعقتين من الآيس كريم والشوكولاتة والكاسترد.

Google Translation into German:

Wir gingen ins Restaurant, um zu essen, weil wir hungrig waren. Wir bestellten Toast mit Tomaten-Knoblauch-Sauce und Öl. Später einen gebratenen Fisch und Meeresfrüchte, ich bestellte ein Lendensteak und meine Freundin hatte einen Cauldron de Murcie. Reis mit Fisch beiseite. Zum Nachtisch bestellten wir zwei Kugeln Eis, Schokolade und Vanillesoße.

Google Translation into Hebrew:

הלכנו למסעדה לאכול כי היינו רעבים. הזמנו טוסט עם רוטב עגבניות ושום ושמן. אחר כך צלי פירות ים, הזמנתי סטייק סינטה ולחברה שלי הייתה קלחת דה מורסיה. אורז עם דג בצד. לקינוח הזמנו שני כדורי גלידה, שוקולד וקרם צהוב.

Google Translation into Hindi:

हम खाने के लिए रेस्तरां गए क्योंकि हमें भूख लगी थी। हमने टमाटर और लहसुन क�� चटनी और तेल के साथ टोस्ट ऑर्डर किया। बाद में एक समुद्री भोजन भुना, मैंने एक सिरोलिन स्टेक का आदेश दिया और मेरी प्रेमिका के पास एक कौल्ड्रॉन डी मर्सी थी। एक तरफ मछली के साथ चावल। मिठाई के लिए हमने आइसक्रीम, चॉकलेट और कस्टर्ड के दो स्कूप ऑर्डर किए।

Google Translation into Russian:

Мы пошли в ресторан, чтобы поесть, потому что мы были голодны. Мы заказали тосты с томатно-чесночным соусом и маслом. Позже жаркое из морепродуктов, я заказал стейк из филе, а у моей подруги был Котел де Мурси. Рис с рыбой в сторону. На десерт мы заказали два шарика мороженого, шоколад и заварной крем.

Google Translation into Japanese:

お腹が空いたのでレストランに行って食べました。 トマトとガーリックソースとオイルのトーストを注文しました。 後でシーフードの焙煎をして、サーロインステーキを注文しました。ガールフレンドはムルシアの大釜を持っていました。 魚を脇に置いたご飯。 デザートは、チョコレートとカスタードの2スクープのアイスクリームを注文しました。

Google Translation into Korean:

우리는 배가 고파서 식당에 갔다. 우리는 토마토와 마늘 오일 소스를 곁들인 구운 빵을 주문했습니다. 나중에 튀긴 생선과 해산물. 나는 등심 스테이크를 주문했고 내 작은 친구는 옆에 생선이 담긴 냄비를 먹었습니다. 디저트로 우리는 아이스크림 2스쿱, 초콜릿, 커스터드를 주문했다.

Google Translation into Chinese:

我们去餐馆吃饭，因为我们饿了。 我们点了番茄和大蒜油酱烤面包。 后来有炸鱼和海鲜。 我点了沙朗牛排，我的小朋友点了一锅米饭，旁边放着鱼。 对于甜点，我们点了两勺冰淇淋、巧克力和奶油冻。

Google Translation into Persian:

برای خوردن غذا به رستوران رفتیم چون گرسنه شده بودیم. نان سوخاری با سس گوجه فرنگی و روغن سیر سفارش دادیم. بعدا ماهی سرخ شده و غذاهای دریایی. من استیک سیلندر سفارش دادم و دوست کوچکم یک قابلمه برنج با ماهی کنارش گذاشته بود. برای دسر دو پیمانه بستنی، شکلات و کاسترد سفارش دادیم.

Google Translation into Ukrainian:

Ми пішли в ресторан поїсти, бо зголодніли. Ми замовили підсмажений хліб з томатно-часниковим і олійним соусом. Пізніше смажена риба і морепродукти. Я замовив стейк з філе, а моя дівчина мала мурсійський казан. рис з рибою окремо. На десерт ми замовили дві кульки морозива, шоколад і заварний крем.

[thurilostiel]

Do you mind talking about your Blind Oracle? She looks very interesting and beautiful!! I really love her design!!! 🥺🙏

Ok so first of all @cringeyvanillamilk @one-leaf-grimoire @shinyshammie cuz you all seemed interested in the OC of mine. Sooo.... *looks over at like 30 pages of written text for BO’s backstory and pet guides* I’ll start with most basic things, in a short list so that you can choose whenever to read all of this or just the summary.  Also Thank you for the name suggestions, they’re really fun and I had Lilith in there as well, but for like a slightly different meaning of the name. Name used by her: ‘Oracle’[after getting her grimoire], Thana Nickname given by Nozel, as she said she wasn’t given a name upon birth: Gulisa, and later Libi Full name: Lilith Razili Graddfa'r Ddraig Title: Blind Oracle Status: Of well respected Diamond’s Kingdom noble familly DOB: 20th of April Gender: Female Pronouns: She/Her Sexuality: [???] she might be ace, but that’s due to a trauma, still questioning Height: 164cm / ~5′4 feet Weight: 54kg / ~119 lb Eye colour: Deep forest Green -green that goes into grey’ish colour spectrum the farther from the center Hair lenght and colour: Long -while down they get past her shoulder blades, longest part goes till her waist- Dark brown with highlights [of slight reddish tones] Skin colour: Delicate carmely tan [typical Central EU skin tone] Special marks/scars: has lots of little scars on her arms and upper back, her eyes have a visible markings on the irises [will include pic later] Magic affinity/magic’s name[as the one written in the grimoire]: Light / Fallen Luster Magic type: Supportive summonings Favourites: food- fresh fruits, ice minties, a big meaty meal, mint ice cream drinks- fruit juice[apple and orange juices], water with frozen lemon/grapes and mint dos- hum melodies, take long walks with her companion[s], experiment with her eyes, making things for her pets and/or others dear to her don’ts- arguing, being descriminated, being in big crowds, having others play heroes for her [i.e. pretend there are robbers nearby and shove her inside an alley to ‘protect her’] Magic Knight Squad: She’s blind so she’s not that confident to get herself into this bussines Race: Half dragon (don’t @ me, you gave me this idea guys, you know where this came from) Personality: kind and shy pesimist, who always looks at the worst possible scenario to be prepared for anything she can think of. Known pets of hers : Emrys - an aftereffect of her father’s experiment, was with her from her 3rd birthday till May5th after her 18th birthday. Unidentified under-race of, what everyone assumed was, a wolf and fox mix, with low nobility mana levels, allowing him to use few ‘spells’ of flower magic. His favourite flower was a Pond Lily, and he loved to snack on freshly cought fishes. Died on May 5th. [need to finish his visuals, tho he’s inspired by a pet in a browser game Eldarya write down ‘Eldarya Rowtsya’ into google and this is really close to what Emrys look[ed] like] Mer - foundling Crystal Eagle of Oracle. He dropped out of a nest on top of a tree under which the girl was resting. He was a little hatchling then, not more than 2 weeks old, the smell of chocolate cookie brought him to such a brave act. Mer was too small to fly back up ot the nest, also Oracle hadn’t noticed that he’s an eagle untill about a month after he joined her on the adventure, and moved on right after giving him the rest of her cookie, making the smol birdie confused as he was never that far away form his nest and decided to stick to her. Mostly because she still got more cookies to feed him. He’s a little grumpy, but he helps her getting around on her travels. He loves chocolate cookies, corn, and ice minties. He’s getting mad really easily, while mad will refuse to eat and fly, instead will be stompin’ angrily on the ground so Oracle will hear him being mad. Meanings of names: Lilith - night monster, monster mother; also believed to be the name of first wife of Adam, a succub that brought fear to little children and pregnant ladies Razili - of Hebrew’s origins meaning ‘Lord’s secret’ Graddfa'r Ddraig - that’s just her father attempt to act human. ‘Dragon Scale’ in Welsh. Due to her mother’s pasing she wasn’t allowed to wear the noble familly name. Gulisa - Little[as in Weak] Heart [Georgian’s origins] Libi - My heart [Hebrew’s origins] Thana - Arabic name meaning ‘Death’ So the backstory goes a little like this: Lilith was taken out of her mother’s dead body about 2h after her death and put into the coffin on her mother’s chest as she was a silent one and not one of servants believed she’d still be alive. Her father was the one to react to her cries and open up the coffin to see his daughter trying to feed herself but getting nothing above few droplets of blood from now uncovered breasts. This caused her to be of a weak heart and health in general, would scratch easily, get exhausted from simple tasks... The father[a dragon and an idiot when it comes to human interactions] somewhat took care of her, not knowing what to do with babies he just stuck to giving her bottles with milk whenever she cried and if that didn’t work get a servant to change her daiper. Her real name was never used inside the castle, her father was using her [draconic version of] middle name or ‘shortenings’- he meant sweetheart but was saying weakheart, meant sweetie when saying hatchilng, you get the point- as everyone took her as a sign and incarnation of missfortune and death, thus called her Thana instead. Their explanation was that no child would be still alive while it’s own twin[brother] was born already half eaten by pests and parasites, and mother having her heart rotten due to a sickness. Last time she saw her father was around her 3rd birthday, month after that he was never seen by her, but they did met a few more times after Lilith was made blind. For years she was left to herself, only cared for in ways of giving her some food and preparing baths and clothes to wear. She wasn’t allowed to study things other than law and the ways of beautiful speach, yet she loved music. She missed her father dearly, but Emrys took up his place greatly, cuddling up to her whenever she was scared, hurt or cold. Her magic started showing around her 5th birthday and since then the elders started getting a bit suspicious. All was going normal, everyday lessons of law and how to speak in front of politicians, break for a meal, then the rest spent with Emrys on a walk around the gardens or in a library stealthy listening to the music lessons on the upper floors. Upon the day of her 15th birthday the elders took her to old ruins, where they marked her eyes with a ‘new emblem’ that was supposed to start a rebelius movement to throw the king from his throne, but after seeing Lilith crashing down with tears of blood and a new moon forming upon the sky they flew away in fear, leaving her there, unnecessarily taking away her sight from her. As the moon started forming, crimson fog hugged the dying girl, a single string of shimmering mana started leading the fog into the noble family castle. Before reaching the gates the unidentified experiment rushed into it and the fog moved back, leaving the castle alone for this day.  Emrys cuddled up to her and covered her with his own mana, focusing on her bloodshot eyes. The fog began cleansing itself, becoming shimmery, as if stardust created it. It later formed her grimoire, the book that would once be called Last Hope, as it’s light was powerful in means of healing and defending, but never there to harm, yet it’s magic was tricky and therefore never the same, no more was it to pleasantly sit back and observe the battle. There was a small peasant village near those ruins, they saw the great light and weird creatures, small circular beings surrounded by silvery feathers and hoops, and some creatures looked like those of stories of old times, the biggest shimmering creature resembled Pan, the great horror of forests. All the creatures dissapeared within a minute and peasants rushed to the ruins. Seeing the young girl in shambled yet definetly expensive clothing and tears of blood streaming down her face they called to her “Oracle! Oh great Blind Oracle! Send upon us a blessing of rain” and so her grimoire started glowing and send upon them the first spell “Moribound wish” which brought the clouds and flooded the noble castles of Diamond Kingdom for whole month. The people heard about an Oracle in old ruins and began coming to her, offering food and crops for a blessing or a prophecy. Her spell was limited, she oculdn’t use it however she wanted, and it called for rest quite often, so people became impatient, rude, envy of such power and ‘luxurious life’ of Oracle. Oracle was inside the ruins for more than 2 years, yet less than 4, she could never tell the time by herself, she always relayed on the good hearted people to tell her what time of the year it was.  Few peasants told the nobles about mysterious Oracle and the blessings she was able to perform- healing some of the elders, bringing rain and storms, and they decided to take her for their own happines. They took her from the ruins on May 5th, after a small battle that she decided to put against them, they killed Emrys as he tried to help her, and put Lilith inside the cage, forced a mask upon her face so they wouldn’t have to see the markings which some of the nobles recognised as the sign of rebelion. After half a year they got bored of her ‘miracles’ and let her go into the wild. She was somehow able to get into Clover Kingdom, her mask easily telling others that something was wrong with her.  But the little bird on her arm was an easy distraction, especialy with how many children would pile up just to be able to pet him or give him some food, so she was able to steal some food from the stands and sometimes money to survive living under the sky. One day she unfortunately tried to rob a Magic Knight Captain, of course not knowing who he was or what a Magic Knight was before that. Nozel Silva was his name, she made a note to remeber that name and upon hearing her explain why she tried to steal from him he actualy took great interest in her story. After a small series of questions which she answered truthfuly, greateful he wasn’t going to put her to jail, He made a decision to let her stay for a week in Silver Eagle HQ where she was able to create few little artifacts helpful in dungeons and unknown areas as well as develop a spell that allowed her to regain sight for a brief moment of 4 minutes. During the week he called her Gulisa, as she told she wasn’t given a name upon birth, and if she was it was long forgotten. Gulisa later turned to Libi which confused the girl, upon asking why he changed his mind he said that it may suit her better, but he’d still prefer to know her true name. Thanks to Nozel’s help she was able to gain money and buy herself a small house which the members of SE often visit after missions in which they found  new artifacts. Often times while practising her magic she’d find a dungeon and explore it with Mer. Few times while in Raquey she was stopped by some male who always asked her for a tea, and would tell her stories about folk-tale creatures, guardians of forests, oceans, skies and mountains, the devils and angels, the dragons and their homes of treasures. He presented himself by name ‘Lonan’ yet seems unsure each time he brings the name up, as if hesitating. He’d always pay for the tea and dessert and leave a package with crystals and some metal parts she’d been looking for. She still travels, but mostly around the borders of Clover and Heart Kingdoms. Searching for new artefacts that could maybe, just maybe, help her regain her sight. “The fact I’ve gotten used to being blind doesn’t mean I don’t want to see someone that I have but meet” “You have your spells don’t you?” “But they don’t allow me to see how I used to. Back then I saw people smiling, now when i use my spell you’re always frowning...” And that would be a brief summary of my OC. *Looks over at the pile of papers* Have I forgotten about something? EDIT: Forgot to add: She can’t fully see by using her spells, they allow her to see the basic outlines and few colours, they depend on her mood and levels of mana she got left, so she’s going blind 99% of time. Her mask was put onto her forcefuly and she was unable to take it down before going to Clover Kingdom. The nobles put her into the half-face mask and stiched it to her face, and she started wearing the ‘butterfly’ one after meeting with Nozel, it was first artifact she made in SE’s HQ. She knew the meaning of name Thana and that’s why she didn’t use it when she was free of elders’ will. Also I might need your opinion on this @thespiralgrimoire

[vinhonosso]

Belíssimo vinho uruguaio degustado ontem enquanto aguardava para fazer a Live com a @ABS_Campinas (que precisou ser adiada por problemas técnicos...). • Este é o “Merlot Pan de Azúcar 2016” da @BodegaBouza, um delicioso tinto uruguaio elaborado com uvas 100% Merlot provenientes do vinhedo Pan de Azúcar — vinhedo localizado atrás do Cerro Pan de Azúcar, ponto mais alto do Uruguai — bem próximo do mar e com grande influência da brisa marítima. • As uvas são colhidas e selecionadas manualmente, e o vinho envelhece, depois de pronto, em barricas novas de carvalho francês por 13 meses. • Nessa safra, foram produzidas apenas 3.332 garrafas. • Na taça, cor granada de alta intensidade, opaca. Aromas de chocolate, pimenta-do-reino, balsâmico, pouca fruta negra madura e um toque animal (couro curtido). Em boca tem corpo médio, acidez média-alta, taninos muito macios (aveludados) com discreta mineralidade. Especiarias, fruta e chocolate repetem-se na boca, com média persistência. • Um ótimo vinho! Um vinho “austero” e elegante, já muito equilibrado e macio, com uma pegada bem “Velho Mundo”. Bastante diferente do Merlot “não-single vineyard” da Bouza, que também é ótimo (mas é mais frutado e vibrante). Acho que está no ponto, não sei se guardaria mais tempo. Dei 91+ pontos. • • • Este eu trouxe da minha viagem ao Uruguai no ano passado e pague US$28. • • • #vinhonosso #merlot #bodegabouza #pandeazucar #winesofuruguay #redwine #vinhotinto #instawine #winestagram #winetime #winetasting #tastingnotes #wineporn #wineoclock #wineglass #winebottle #winelabel #vino #wine #vinho #winephotography #goodwine #winepic #winelovers #winelover #wineblog #wineoftheday #wino #wines #winegeek (em Campinas, São Paulo) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_TNu3MjQ-0/?igshid=1dg55g6frgfsf

[kanene-yaaay]

'How was I suppose to know?! You were my first case!’

Author’s note: 

So, once upon a time there was a @yussuna, who gives the idea of a fanfic/drawing challengue to a crazy writer called Kanene.

Since them thing went down a downhill. 

And then this story born! Yaaaaaaaaay!!!

Okay xDD. But, seriously, this is one of the works I am most proud for, and I really, really would appreciate if you give this a shot. It is very crazy and random, I have to admit, but it has a golden heart.

XDDD

Warnings, fun facts, random things and stuff:

* This is a totally original story! Who would knew I still knowing how to write it! :D

* This is a SFW oneshot. ^w^)b

* I need to warning for blood (kind of?), cutting and use of electricity as weapon. Nothing very detailed, though.

* Sorry for any spelling, pontuation and grammar mistakes! Any and every advice is very very welcome! Please give me your opinion! \(-w-)/

* Something around 4.000 words.

* Portuguese version (Brazilian’s one) coming soon (Provavelmente vai ser só de noite pq eu preciso sair agora, enton, desculpaa!)! Thankys for reading, my lollipops! Have a incredible week! Eat cucumbers and hug an a guardian angel!

                               [ ~*~]

“You need to stop staring me while I sleep, it’s terrifying.”

“Correction: Guard. And request denied. My system has been updated to not open a slightest infinitesimal loophole possible for you to escape.”

“Urg. You guys, ‘perfect’ guards, are SO exaggerated. - The freckled started to walk in slow steps to the kitchen, tossing his shirt to the couch, being followed by the dark as chocolate skinned, who frowned his face to the neglect with the garment lying faint in the furniture, his  impeccable posture almost undoing in disbelief as heard the other’s words.

“Pardon me, exaggerated?!”

Like a movie, they both saw the memories going by as a bittersweet trailer in their own minds: The guard enjoying the calm morning silence and the sweet aroma from the first batch of delicacies being deliciously baked in the nearest bakery in the exact sun rise, receiving greetings even from the singing birds. He felt absolutely charged. Calmly opened his eyes, submerging himself in his desire to hum as he blinked a few times, his glare being totally captured for a light movement on the window. His pupils made soft metallic sound as they  readjusted to better focus in the scene before him.

Which, for some reason, happened to be the fugitive blatantly falling out from the same, without a single hint of balance or sense of self-preservation as he lifted from the ground and started to fastly run through the yard which surrounded the house, the dolphin patterned pajamas shining with the dirt spots acquired from the garden. 

Mathias almost felt moved, even impressed, by the boldness, a feeling that deprived him from his actions for a brief pieces of moments.

Before leaving in a methodical and unbridled career after him.

“I was just practicing my morning run. I need to keep me alive until at least the next decade, preferably.”

“ You clearly was running away.”

“You have no evidence, and I just speak in presence of my lawyer.”  Opened his cupboard (his back staring the dark skinned and being a loyal confident for the police officer, who imitated him with gaudy gestures and grimaces) and placed the pan with water on the oven, his eyes meeting the other’s, who already was in his perfect position with erect back and impassive face, his hand rubbing the back of his neck as a slightly signal of embarrassment.  “Do you drink pure coffee or with milk?”

“Your devil’s advocate? And I don’t drink coffee, sir.”

“Mathias.” Completed the sentence that had already received its final point with a distracted tune, going towards the blender and filling it with water. Gave an ironic with a drop of amargure, crackle. “I’m not the devil. One of the demons, maybe. From the lowest class. The feathers from a fallen angel, to be honest.”

“ Pardon me?”

“You already live with me. - Guard. - Yeah, yeah. Guard, live, whatever. The thing is, we have been together for five months and you calling me ‘sir’ make me feel old.”  

“It’s not in my protocols to call you by your name, sir.”

“ -all powerful, Mathias.” Once again completed the finished sentence.

The guard narrowed his eyes to the grin from the other.

“I’ll keep completing all and any phrase of yours, then.” He poured the milk powder into the water, taking a full spoon just to put it in his mouth. “Chocolate milk, then?”

“I don’t have need to eat, si-” His sentence was interrupted when he noticed the sparkle in the shirtless’ look. “Matheus.”

“Mathias.”

“That was what I said, Matheus.”

This time was his round of receiving the annoyed look, sustaining its with a smile that illuminated the room and almost had his own chorus of heavens by the angelical and (false) innocent tune which he possessed.

“You’re pronouncing it wrong.” Had to blink, the smile was too shiny, even to his standards. He licked his teeth, his lips curling as he didn't break the gaze which he expected to be intimidating. “And you know it.”

“I am an, fluent in more than ten languages, android, sir Matheus. I can assure you that I know how to pronounce a name.”

Silence.

Matheu- Mathias let out a defeated sigh, shaking his head.

“You still haven't answered my question.” Started to mix the powdered coffee in the boiled water, the smell immediately spreading throughout the kitchen and the Perfect Police Officer code 128√e980 controlled his impulse to close his eyes to appreciate it deeply. “And don’t try to sell me this bullshit of ‘I’m an android and I don’t eat and nhenhenhe.’ I’ve already seen you stealing my gingerbreads in the middle of the dawn.” Still mixing the coffee as his had turned 270º degreedes to stare the the android who keep him under surveillance. - So? Chocolate Milk? Tea? Coffee?

The other thanked for his shade of skin that made difficult the perception of how much heated his facial system was; opened his mouth some centímeters, being almost possible to see the synapse powdery working in order to seek an answer on the same level of the half truth and half sincerity  teasing tune.

He didn’t find it.

“Chocolate milk.” Quiet murmur, deviated his gaze from the face which turned again to the activity being made, calmly humming.

It took some minutes drowned in silence while breakfast was being served. The police officer decided to help set the table, partly for a fact question of moral and empathy and the other part, more true, being the one which preferred ignore the dance steps, stuffed for the music that now freely flied from his lips, that Mathias risked, almost dropping plenty of times all the drinks on the floor for trusting on an equilibrium which he did not have when it came to floating.

Humans are so weird.

“Uhh. We’re out if breads… You will have to buy more.”

The law enforcement officer blinked once, twice and more three times in disbelief before facing the other. 

“Excuse me? Whose house is it?”

“Mine, but I can’t go out, remember? I’m in home prison.” Took a big sip of the not strained coffee.

“Misconception. You can move up to 100 meters from your home in order to perform activities to fulfill basic needs, as supermarketing.” 

“Oh, now I see. Do you mean that when I wanted to do my morning run to keep myself healthy and alive this rule never was mentioned, but now when it affects you, suddenly I can have rights and go roaming around?”

“Misconception. You are modificating my words in order to make me accomplish what you want.”

“Rude.”

“The bakery is next to your house.”

Mathias loudly took another sip of coffee, launching to the lively dark eyes an incisive condemnatory look. Few hair strands falling down his face.

“I am not paid for that.” The bright smile one go up, without any smile on lips, which twitched in an annoyed pout, and went grumbling to the prisoner's room to get his wallet, because he didn’t really had a payment.

“Thank you, dear. ~”

Per protocols androids didn’t swore, cursed and neither pronounce threats to any human, in life or not, regardless ofthe situation.

But that didn’t mean that they didn’t thought about it.

[~*~]

Mathias began to receive calls from the gang. He didn’t really gave much details about them, however he always researched a shade of pale skin more and more stronger with each of them. Sometimes the shade took too long to leave. All the numbers were from prepaid cell phones and their tracking always led to a dead end, no surprises from the biggest gang of the perimeter. They got people highly trained and infiltrated in any place. His guard work slowly and yet suddenly, metamorphosed in a protection work, which for some reason managed to calm both.

The robot who never had a name inhaled, observing his own breath being dissipated by the thick and cold drops, which plummeted from the sky in the shape of a majestic storm. It was night. A night without moon and with the only illumination stemming from light poles, automobiles headlights and his night vision. He had administered a dose of sleeping pill in Mathias’ juice, since the sleepless nights started to research a concern and definitely not healthy number. He already had studied each one of the contradictions from the product so as the long hair’s medical record, until know the right amount to use and be sure that it wouldn’t hurt him.

For this he found himself comfortable to enjoy at least for a second the sensation of freedom which he felt for being in the middle of this phenomenon. Closed his eyes and swirled in the same spot a few times, feeling with pleasure the freezing sensation took over his systems together with the wet grass aroma. The world was silent, as if even the nature shut up for a instante to appreciate its beauty.

It was… contagious, it was liberating. In the middle of the storm no one guard him, no protocols holded him, nobody weirdly stared him when he used the verb ‘feel’ and didn’t ignored him as soon they no longer needed his services.

There he was, was…

“NO!!!”

No?

Opened his eyes and three bangs, as little explosions one after another, became present. Few milliseconds after he felt himself fell, a second scream spreading through the air, cutting the calm and fullness he had been in.

Gasping. He was gasping. Weird feeling. Chest tightness. His pupils quickly focused in the form before him.

It had the green and blue colors mixed in small stripes through all his shape. It was bright. Bright enough at the point to completeky extinguish the darkness in the garden at night without satellites or stars. It was-

“MATHIAS??!”

Yes, with his long strands hair bouncing around his face, showing little fins which he had in place of ears; his pajamas hitting and vibrating strongly over his, literally, gleaming skin, whose shine seemed to spread even more with the rain that covered, yet no longer hit, them. He floated, as he always did when was distracted, however this time he seemed to have an established goal, his hand extended in an unknown energy field, apparently of protection, since in it contained two bullet projectiles, while his other hands was pressed in his shoulder which was-

“Shot! You’ve been hit!” Automatically the android connected himself in his Data Network, taking all the possibles and necessaries for the situation. His body impulsed itself, getting up and moving closer to the other, taking off his shirt and tearing it up to make a tourniquet. His gestures were quick and precise, even though his legs shook for a moment when heard the pain interjection, said in the middle of gritted teeths, from his partner. “How?” His glare was suddenly drawn to the three beings who were in attack positions, guns in hand and shining in their chests…

“Distinctives. They got hell of agents infiltrated in the police.”  He wanted to tell that his had a surprised tune, or even that he successfully attempted to hide the astonishment in his voice, but that would be a lie. Actually, this was one of his first theories he had when was arrested and, mainly, leaded to home prision. It was for this reason which in the first month he had been so wary and ignorant with the police android.

And now he got a shot for him. He, who would say?

He was sweating, damn, guns of that level din’t even caused a big amount of damage, however they hurted as if the bullet shards was tap dancing and perforating all of his nerves.

“Can’t you attack them?”

“What?!” His eyes widened, for a instant the pain on his shoulder being a little more light that the unbelieving. “I… Look, this shield is the maximum that I can do at the moment!” Talking hurt. Kneeded down and looked away, suddenly ashamed for his actual condition. “My energy is not physiologically capable to convert itself in any offensive device. Sorry, but you’re going to have to deal with the rest.”

The android’s hands shook, even though his expression remained stoic when nodded. He stared the three forms, who continued shooting bullet after bullet in synchrony. Flexed his arm and relaxed skillfully, as if he was stretching a whip, nevertheless, what actually came of his palm was copper wires, which quickly began to sizzle and snap as electric charge ran all his length. He approached to the shield protecting them, yet couldn’t see the police officers’ face.

Maybe it was for the best.

ERROR. ERROR. BASE PROTOCOL BEING VIOLATED. ERROR. ERROR. RETREAD IMMEDIATELY, REPEAT: RETREAD IMMEDIATELY. BASE PROTOCOL BEING VIOLATED.

He blinked, and then knew about all the effect of electricity on a human being. He knew about the electric chairs, the tortures from Medieval Era World War and nowadays, knew about the electroconvulsive therapies and the perfect voltage to incapacitate an adult human of avarage height and weight.

ERROR. ERROR. BASE PROTOCOL BEING VIOLATED. ERROR. ERROR. RETREAD IMMEDIATELY, REPEAT: RETREAD IMMEDIATELY. BASE PROTOCOL BEING VIOLATED.

He reached out his hand. Androids weren’t built to hurt humans. They were prohibited to do that. Each movement made feel like there was fire in his metal connections, the ‘error’ warnings beating and pulsing in each one of his systems as a series of spam, or that future appointment you would not want to be reminded right now.

He remembered the scream of pain, the sensation of freedom, the rain, the weird feeling in his chest and his work, his first case and in what it had been metamorphosed:

ERROR. ERROR. BASE PROTOCOL BEING VIOLATED. ERROR. ERROR. RETREAD IMMEDIATELY, REPEAT: RETREAD IMMEDIATELY. BASE PROTOCOL BEING VIOLATED.

Protect Mathias.

“Undo the barrier.” If it was on the right voltage there wouldn't be much damage. “On three, tow, one…”

ERROR. ERROR. BASE PROTOCOL BEING VIOLATED. ERROR. ERROR. RETREAD IMMEDIATELY, REPEAT: RETREAD IMMEDIATELY. BASE PROTOCOL BEING VIOLATED.

“NOW!”

A hole opened itself on the shield, allowing the three conductors wires to unfold themselves and grabbed in each of the police officer’s ankles, electricity discharges flowing through his body and suffering interferences by the rain.

His head throbbing as if the discharges had being on him, which makes sense, since something needed to be the source to charge his attack. Mathias passed, weak small steps, him, analyzing the bodies on the ground.

“Wow. You hit them all at once, and still got to see that they were androids. Impressive.” The one with freckles, not that this was noticeable in the sightly darkness which returned to ravage the place when his gleam amenized, turned out, his smile in a mingle of pain and congratulations. Their gaze met and he realized in the same second:

He didn’t knew.

The robotic voice screaming the protocol in his head shutted up. His eyes were moist, his mind throbbing, shrivers of pain running up his spine and his hands trembled.

‘It must be due to the rain.’, said to himself.

“Hey, we need to go, okay?” The worried face entered in his vision field, his hand went to his not-in-his-so-perfect-pose, shoulder, and he nodded in response.

They came in the house right to the bathroom and with a tweezer the one with technologic systems removed the bullet, wrapping the wound in gauze and pronouncing a few enchantments, offered by Mathias, on the said. The agent got up and moved toward the sink, washing his hands.

“We will need to leave as soon as possible.” He pulled out a pocket knife and unsheathed the blade, observing his reflex with a inexpressive face.

“Sure. I will start to pack the most importMY GOD WHY ARE YOU CUTTING YOUR FACE?”

The police, maybe no longer, officer raised his hand, preventing the other to approached even a single small centimeter. The only eye which was seeing properly, since the cut had been  just above his left eyebrow and the liquid spreaded in a intense flow through a great part of half of his face, focused in the opened cut as he stirred with the, previously sterilized, tweezer in it. Mathias felt an unpleasant goose bump travel through his body, making his bright color became in a more opaque shade, didn’t deviating the glare only for pure concern. 

“Tracking chip. We all have it in case of any emergency. And don’t worry, my nervous system is different from yours. Quick, pack our things.”

Sure that ‘our’ wasn’t just metaphorically. Mathias grabbed two bags and put the basic first: food, first aid apparatus, a pair of shoes to each one, flashlight, prepaid cell phone (like all the great people with important secrets, he got one), towel, raincoats and money to the complete makeover they would do. After that he arranged the superficial which he knew that had its parts of essentially: The book that the agent started one of these days, his pocket videogame, a SD card with important photos and THE teddy bear (whom it belonged? Mystery.) All together he came back to the bathroom, where needed to sew the other’s corrugator supercilii, who was starting to feel a bit dizzy.

They got on the first bus they found. A travel bus, the only main reason for being so crowded. The sat in the back for both precaution and privacy, which seemed a little to much cautelous, since the two kids jumping from side to side (”I TOLD you to not give them chocolate for dinner, John!! Now what do you want me to do, huh??? Look! I just want to see when-”) waking up the cute generic newborn baby with a powerful voice in a cry that filled every inch of the automobile. None conversation would be audible even if screamed.

They dried off and ate a little, the silence, way to talk since Angelly was teaching the parrot from the sleeping man sitting on front seat to repeat the word ‘poop’, always following them.

“What you are?”

“I…” They stared each other a little before Mathias looked, seeking to choose his words. “I was a result of an experiment. I can’t remember if I was a human before all of that or if I was created there, I just know that one day I… existed. And on the others days I realized that I couldn’t take anymore tests; They wanted to see how far my power could go, from where it comes, how it could be recreated, if it could be passed on… I couldn’t stand it, almost exploded. I managed to find an escape and ran away from everything. I can easily be confused with a human when I don’t gleam, as you can see, except for some details.” The freckled lifted a lock of hair, showing the different, exotic ears. The black-skinned listened attentively, leaning against him, both because his energy that was in less than half as the loss of his resources, and feeling Mathias equally relax and snuggle in his side as well. “Yet they can be easily hidden. Anyway, I went out into the world. Never had heard about here and even less knew about how everything worked and… Well, a guy from the gang appeared and said that they were looking for people to fill some vacancies there. He said it was enough to be good with secrets and know when shut my mouth and we would almost be as a family…”

Angelly threatened the bird when it ordered her to wash her mouth with soap, and now the animal kept flying around the ceiling of the vehicle while the child menacingly tried to toss peanuts on its. The tourist guide was praying, probably to the Judgment Day happen in the next few hours.

“And everything was being alright in the beginning. But the things I saw there… It was like I was one of the scientists who tested me long ago and I couldn’t… I surrendered, the cops arrested me and the rest is the story you followed.”

 Silence. Mathias was shaking, it could be sensed his whole chest trembling. The ex-police officer adjusted himself so that he could face him.

“I am sorry. Your… entire record seemed so authentic, I would never imagine something like that could happened.”

“Oh. That it’s good. because then you would realize in the exact same time that it was a story from a movie we saw in our first month.”

…

“Excuse me. What?”

“I knew you slept, I mean, recharged during them!! Very rude of you!”

“I didn’t absorbed useless information. What are you talking about?”

“I was joking, guardian angel. I wasn’t a experiment, lol. I am a alien. I’m grounded.” And finally released the laughs that held so much in himself, literally shaking as seeing the unbelieve face from the one who accompanied him, who quickly adjusted his impeccable posture and angrily pushed him, not even noticing the existence of the new nickname.

“You’re a what?”

“An alien. Octopus Specie, I think it is easiest to your database to relate.” Snapped his fingers, his appearance immediately changing for a young adult with long red hairs, freckles, one of the eyes shiny green as half of his stripes and the other blue as the other half. “Distant planet. The humans don’t have an idea about the existence of our galaxy.” The partner didn’t said anything, what give him space to continue explaining himself. “I made some shenanigans in the past so my parents sent me to here as punishment. I can only come back when I learn my lesson.”

“What do you-” Took a deep breath, forbade himself to seek for any logic. “And what is this lesson?”

“I don’t have any idea.” Answered, the guilt in his expression being totally overshadowed by the playfulness in his smile. “I slept in this part of the lecture.”

The android took another breath and deviated his glare, by the way he closed his hand in the seat leaded Mathias ponder if he was imagining that the said object was his face. Gluped.

“So, are you stuck in the Earth until you learn a lesson which you don’t have the single idea what is about?”

“Putting like this seems a bit too exaggerated, but yes.”

“I literally just resumed what you just said and G-a-ah! - Gave up. Leaned in the back of the bus, not even looking bothered with the much his head hit the wall in each irregularity in the trails, which was a lot, that they passed by. He massaged the tip of his nose. ‘Follow orders.’ They said. ‘It is just guard him for he doesn’t run away or has contact with the gang.’ They also said. ‘It won’t be so hard.’ THEY SAID-

In truth, no one in real life had told him that, however it was what always the movies showed, so it must be true.

“Did you really thought that I was a human?” From his tune it was perceptible that he stilled trying to control his laughter, most likely because he noticed that if one more laugh escaped from his lips, his shield would not be enough to prevent the other’s fury, who probably would take his base-protocol and throw in his face. “I always thought it was pretty obvious.”

“Of course I didn’t! How would I even suspect?” Awwww. He was doing the annoyed frustrated pout. Aaaah! Look at this ashamed blush.

“Well, I literally floated? And could rotate my head 270º degrees? And eat strange things?”

“You were my first case! I didn’t had any database about the habits of Homos Sapiens Sapiens, I mean, have you seen the weird traditions they have? There are gestures that in some area is a compliment and in the other is a coursing in the same country! Not to mention the most expensive coffee of the world is made with seeds defecated by a bird! The entire humanity doesn’t make any sense!”

“I know right? I started to float because I read a book and there the character did that! I thought ‘Wow, finally something we have in common!’, I just realized that no one did that when the peoples looked at me weirdly and started to applaud! Here, follow me: if they don’t do that why they say that they do?!” And then lowered down, as he was telling a secret. “I think they do that on purpose.”

The black-skinned nodded wisely, immediately being followed by the other.

“Tsc.” Snorted, irony filling his voice. “And they claim to be the most evolved specie of the planet.

“Cockroaches.”

“Definitely cockroaches.”

“They fits anywhere, don’t die, eat everything…”

“Not cucumber.”

“Cucumber?” Questioned, his line of praise being broken.

“Yes. Toxic components for them. No cucumbers.”

They were like two old ladies in a afternoon tea, gossiping.

“And who would know that aliens are so sarcastics?”

“What? So you’re saying that for me to be an alien I need to be submissive and quiet asking to come back to home or a guy without a slightly sense of compassion and a high technological evolution wanting to kill all living beings on the planet?” He rested his hand dramatically towards his heart, as if the sentence had hitted him there, his partner just rolled his eyes. “Prejudiced.”

“Science fiction works are, literally, the only database I have access about beings from other planets.”

“Rude. You have access to the memories of our past months, don’t you? Use that, guardian angel.”

The android pondered, slightly agreeing before took a battery and putting its in his mouth, absently sucking the electricity.

“What are we going to do now?”

“Well, first of all: mechanic and then… shopping!” Threw his hands up excitedly. “You need some djustes in your appearance to them not recognize us, and I’m not going to survive my fugitive life with just a couple of clothes!”

“Androids don’t go to mechanics, we have…” His protest was promptly ignored by the other.

“We also going to need a place to live, but that we can see that later.” Turned happily to the other, sparkling eyes. “And you need a name, Guardian Angel.”

“A name?”

“Yeah. Everyone has one, you should get one too, right?”

He smiled. Yes, he should.

“I’ll think about it.”

“I’m going to sleep.”

The bus followed through the sand trail, going at a slower speed, however almost finding no holes, letting the only movements to be a calm rocking from the vehicle. It wasn’t raining at that perimeter, just windy strong enough that even the duo away from the window could feel it. They closed their eyes, managing to capture without a lot of effort the sound of nocturnal crickets singing and jumping around. Mathias again leaned against the other, leading both to relaxed.

“You can rest, I get the night shift.”

“Humpf.” Amused snort, taking off his coat and clumsy putting on them in order to cover at least a little of them. “You, guardian angels, are always SO exaggerated.”

“Good night, Matheus.”

‘Night.’ Replied the other, telepathically.

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Cute Turkish Nicknames for Guys

These cute nicknames for guys are generally used by their lady friends or by their family. Here are some good examples of these cute Turkish nicknames for boys:

Canavar (JUN-A-WAR) – It means “monster” in the dictionary. However, it is used in the sense of superior quality.

Cankuş (JUN-KUSH) – He is the very close friend that shares his/her everything.

Cano (JUN-O) – He is the one who is considered as a very sincere friend.

Cengaver (JENG-A-WHERE) – Its dictionary meaning is warrior, whereas it represents a very active person as a nickname.

Cesur yürek (JE-SOUR YEU-WRECK) – Braveheart

Çapkın (CHUP-KIN) – Casanova

Efem (EPHEM) – My daredevil boy

Ejder (EDGE- DEER) – Dragon

Fırtına (FIR-THE-NAH) – Its dictionary meaning is “storm,” but it’s used positively to explain a very effective

Gece kuşu (GE-JAE KOUSHU) – Night owl

Herkül (HARE-KEULE) – Hercules in Turkish. It is used to express an amazing physical strength.

Issız Adam (IZ-SIZ UH-DUM) – The man with no owner. It is used for the men who frequently change girlfriends but has no commitment for any of them.

Kanki (CUN-KEE) – Bestie, bosom buddy

Kaptan (CUP-THUN) – The captain. It is generally used for the men who possess a leader status in any environment.

Kara oğlan (CAR-UH OH-LAN) – Used for the guys that have darker skin color.

Koca bebek (CO-JUH BABE-ACHE) – Used for the adult guys who behave like children on certain occasions.

Kötü çocuk (KEU-TUE CHO-JUKE) – Bad boy

Kral (KRUHL) – The king

Kuzu (CUE-ZOO) – Its dictionary meaning is lamb, and it is used for calm people.

Lord (LORD) – Rich man

Maço (MACHO) – Macho man

Malkoçoğlu (MAL-KOCH-OH-LOU) – A brave warrior from the Ottoman History and was portrayed in the Turkish movies in the 70s, 80s, and It is still used to express brave guys or the guys that have that daredevil appearance.

Minik (ME-NICK) – In the dictionary, it means small. However, it is ironically used for the huge guys such as Hightower of the Police Academy movie.

Panpa (PAN-PA) – Bestie

Paşam (PASHUM) – Pasha was a high ranked official in the Ottoman Empire, and this means my Pasha.

Pilot (PEE-LOT) – Extremely drunk.

Prens (PRANCE) – The best guy of the manager or the teacher.

Rambo (RAMBO) – Very strong man

Reis (RAY-IS) – The leader.

Sert çocuk (SAERT CHO-JUKE) – The tough boy

Sırık (SI-RIIK) – It means the beanpole in the dictionary and used for very tall people.

Sünger (SUEN-GAIRE) – The person that drinks too much and keeps the liquid like a sponge.

Süpermen (SUPERMAN) – The best guy around.

Şaban (SHA-BUN) – This is the name of a movie character, who was famous for decades in Turkey, and this word is used to express a silly person.

Şampiyon (SHAMPION) – It means champion and fathers like to call their sons like this sometimes.

Şeytan (SHEI-TAN) – Satan

Tarzan (TARZAN) – It is the same Tarzan as in English, and is used for the people who do not wear anything to protect themselves during the cold days.

Tembel teneke (TAM-BELL TENEKKE) – Extremely lazy

Yakışıklı (YAKKA-SHAKH-LY) – Handsome

Zeus (ZEUS) – A very authoritative and furious boss or leader

Funny Turkish Nicknames for Guys

If you find out the secrets of the Turkish guys’ nicknaming each other, you will also fully understand the relationships among these guys. Here are only some of the examples of a million types of funny nicknames that Turkish guys use for each other.

Angut (UN-GOOT) – It is s kind of bird (ruddy shelduck), but it has the meaning of hammer-headed.

Armut (AR-MUTE) – Its dictionary meaning is pear, but it is used to nickname losers.

Ayıcık (UH-YEA-JUKE) – It means a small bear, used for a fat or huge

Azman (UZ-MANN) – Monstrous, overgrown.

Baba (BUH-BUH) – Means father, used for good hearted guys.

Balta (BUL-TAH) – This means an axe and this word is used for the people who pester

Baykuş (BUY-KUSH) – This word means owl, and it is used for people who do not sleep at nights.

Bukalemun (BOU-KHA-LEE-MOON) – Chameleon

Camış (JUM-ISH) – Water buffalo

Coni (JOHNNY) – It is used for the guys having an American lifestyle

Çakal (CHUCK-AL) – Jackal

Çakır (CHUCKAR) – It means greyish blue and this word is used for the guys who have colored eyes.

Dana (DUH-NUH) – Calf, cow

Dingil (DIN-GILL) – It means the axle of the car and is used for the guys who don’t have balance in their behaviors.

Fil yavrusu (FILL YUV-RUE-SUE) – The baby elephant. It is used for extremely fat

Hırbo, Hırt (HIR-BO /HIRRED) –) – Boorish, stupid.

İblis (E-BLIS) – Evil.

İnek (E-NECK) – Cow, it is used for nerds.

Kalas (KHA-LASSE) – Timber, it is used for indelicate guys.

Kelek (KHE-LECK) – Immature.

Kereste (KHE-REST-E) – Timber, again used for indelicate or non-skilled guys.

Kılıbık (KHA-LA-BAKK) – Wife-ridden husband

Kobra (COBRA) – The cobra snake, it is used for sneaky and effective people

Kova (CHO-WA) – It means bucket and is used for guys who are incredibly unsuccessful at sports, especially the goalkeepers.

Köse (KEU-SAE) – Beardless

Matkap (MUT-CUP) – It means the drill machine and is used for Casanovas.

Maymun (MY-MOON) – Monkey

Mezarcı (MEH-ZUR-JY) – It means gravedigger and used for extremely opportunist people.

Montofon (MONE-TOPHON) – A kind of cow, again used for nerds.

Optik (OPTIC) – The guy who wears glasses.

Öküz (EU-KUSE) – It is a commonly used word especially by ladies for the rude guys.

Pala (PUH-LUH) – The guy who has a huge mustache

Pislik (PISS-LICK) – Creepy, bastard

Sayko (PSYCHO) – Used for the psychopathic guys

Şopar (SHO-PARR) – Used for the guys who like dancing a lot

Şuursuz (SHOER-SUZE) – Unconscious, blind guy.

Tahta (TUHTUH) – Wooden, used for non-skilled guys

Tavuk (THA-VUKE) – Chicken, it is used for early sleeping guys.

Tilki (THILKY) – It means fox and used for sneaky guys

Tirbuşon (TEAR-BOUCHONE) – It is corkscrew, and this is used as a funny calling style between close friends.

Toprağım (TOP-RUAMM) – When one uses this word for another guy, it means that they are from the same hometown.

Tosun (THO-SUNE) – Bullock, it is used for fattish guys.

Totoş (THO-TOSH) – This is used for the guys with feminine attitude.

Uyuz (UE-USE) – Used for very slow and lazy guys.

Varyemez (WAR-YEAH-MAZZ) – The guys that are rich but never spend their money.

Yılan (YEA-LAN) – Snake.

Yumoş (U-MOSH) – This is again used for the guys with feminine attitude.

Zırtapoz (ZHIR-TOP-OZ) – Crazy

Zırto (ZHIR-TO) – Shortly crazy

Turkish Nicknames for Boyfriend

A Turkish girl would call her boyfriend in a lovely tone with thousands of beautiful words. Here are some excellent examples of nicknames for a Turkish boyfriend:

Aşk böceğim (ASHK BOE-JAME) – It means my love bug.

Aşkım (ASH-KIM) – My love.

Bebetom (BABE-E-TOM) – My baby.

Boğam (BO-UHM) – My bull.

Böceğim (BOE-JAME) – My beetle, my bug.

Canım (JOHN-UHM) – My sweetheart.

Canımın içi (JOHN-UHM-AN EACHEE) – Deep inside my heart.

Canımın ötesi (JOHN-UHM-AN EU-TESSEE) – Deeper inside my heart.

Can özüm (JOHN-EUSUME) – The essence of my life.

Ciğerim (JEER-EM) – My dearest.

Çağlayanım (CHU-LAYAN-UHM) – My waterfall.

Çikolatam (CHICCO-LATTE-UHM) – My chocolate.

Diğer yarım (DEE-ERR YUHR-UHM) – My other half.

Erkeğim (ERR-KEE-EEM) – My man.

Eşek (ASH-EKK) – It means donkey, but it is used positively as a sweet naming by the girls.

Fedaim (PHE-DAIM) – My Bodyguard.

Fırtınam (FIHR-THE-NUM) – My storm.

Gökkuşağım (GEUKH-KUSH-AH-UHM) – My rainbow.

Gökyüzüm (GEUKH-YUEZ-UHM) – My sky.

Güneşim (GUE-NESH-EM) – My sun.

Hayatım (HI-UTTAM) – My life.

Kalbimin sesi (KUHL-BEEM-IN SASSY) – The voice of my heart.

Kıymetlim (KUY-MATE-LEEM) – My precious.

Kralım (KRUHL-UHM) – My king

Kuşum (KUSH-UHM) – My bird.

Maymunum (MY-MOON-UHM) – My monkey.

Mabedim (MUH-BAD-EM) – My shrine.

Nefesim (NAEPHESSEM) – My breath.

Ömrüm (EUM-REUM) – My life.

Prensim (PRANCE-EM) – My prince.

Sebebim (SAE-BABE-EM) – My reason.

Serseri aşığım (SAER-SERRY ASHA-UHM) – My crazy lover.

Serserim (SAER-SERRYM) – My crazy man.

Sevdam (SAVE-DAMME) – My love.

Süpermenim (SUPERMAN-EM) – My Superman.

Sütlü çikolatam (SUET-LUE CHICCO-LATTE-UHM) – My milk chocolate.

Talihim (THALEE-HIM) – My luck.

Tatlışko (THAT-LEESH-CO) – The sweet thing.

Tosbağam (TOSS-BUHM) – My turtle.

Tosunum (THO-SUNE-UHM) – My fat thing.

Uğur böceğim (OU-URE BOE-JAME) – My ladybug (While “ladybug” is lady in English, Uğur is a male name in Turkish and has a masculine meaning).

Yakışıklım (YAKKA-SHAKH-LYM) – My handsome.

Yiğidim (YHE-EAT-EM) – My brave man.

TURKISH NICKNAMES FOR GIRLS

Cute Turkish Nicknames for Girls

The nicknaming stuff has recently been widely used by the girls in Turkey as well. However, the nicknames specific to the girls are unfortunately limited. This is because Turkish ladies are not as harsh to each other as Turkish men do.

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DESCOBRINDO OS SENTIDOS!

Saiyajins.

Quem são os Saiyajins?

Escuto tanta coisa sobre eles, mas tanta, que me fez perder a conta!

Dizem até que eu sou uma.

Não reconheço cada uma das vozes que narram os feitos desses tais heróis. Apenas a da mamãe. E ela é quem mais fala deles, principalmente de um chamado..., Son Gohan. O tom de sua voz, sempre tão serena, até muda, fica mais melódica, boba, sabe? Como se, dentre todos, ele fosse o mais glorioso! Fico até cheia de vaidade, pois, se ela fala assim desse tal Guerreiro Dourado, o que não falará de mim, quando descobrir que do meu corpinho resplandece luz?

Ela está me contando mais uma história sobre ele, de como se conheceram e se apaixonaram. Fico confusa. Não era ele o Guerreiro Dourado que salvou a terra ao derrotar o asqueroso Cell? Como agora, ele é o Grande Saiyaman que combatia o crime ao lado dela em Satan City?

Hãn?

Aprender a voar?

Torneio de artes marciais?

Spopovich?

Um mago chamado Babidi?

Majin Buu?

Peraí, como assim?!

O que é forma Mistic?

Eu hein, é cada relato estranho sobre esse Gohan e os Saiyajins.

A história que eu mais gosto é a que envolve os raios da Lua e um macaco gigante, que ela chamou de Oozaru. Mamãe até me perguntou, super preocupada, se eu nasceria com uma cauda também. Achei engraçado e gargalhei sozinha.

Não mamãe, eu não tenho uma cauda felpuda igual ao...

Ah, agora eu entendi tudinho!

O Gênio Cientista, de quem ela tanto fala com devoção, é o Papai!

De repente, escuto um barulhinho, mamãe se movimenta um pouquinho e, então, para. Fico quietinha e me esforço para prestar atenção e saber o que está acontecendo lá fora.

“Cheguei, minhas meninas!”

Uaauu!

O tum-tum cadenciado e tranquilizante do coração da mamãe fica descompensado. É alto e muito rápido. Estou eufórica com a alegria que jorra dentro dela e me envolve. Depois da voz calma e suave da mamãe, essa é a que eu mais gosto de ouvir. E ouvi-las juntas me deixa estranhamente relaxada e feliz.

Ela foi abraçada, beijada e rodopiada.

Yuupiii!

Giro de emoção!

Ops! O que é isso?

Sinto um toque, dois.

É gostoso, muito!, na verdade!

Eu me sinto tão protegida com essa quentinha sensação.

Eu quero que me sintam também. Então, me aproximo o máximo que eu consigo da curvatura da barriga e me remexo ali, para demonstrar que eu gosto daqueles toques.

“Sentiu isso, Videl? Ela chutou? Olha, outra vez!”

A voz ficou contente e a mamãe ainda mais. Eu podia sentir seu amor transbordando. Então, fiz de novo e de novo. Queria deixá-la satisfeita e eu consegui!

“Pan? Consegue me ouvir? É o papai!”

Balancei mais forte, pois agora eu realmente compreendi, a voz da qual eu gosto tanto é o Son Gohan, de quem mamãe sempre me diz.

Nossa, você é forte como uma Saiyajin! Seu vovô Goku irá gostar de saber disso, já a vovó Chichi....

Quem são esses? Será que eu já ouvi as vozes deles?

Ah, isso não me importa, não ainda.

Agora o papai conversa comigo, o tempo todo e, daqui de dentro, sentindo o que ele sente, eu descobri que o amo, como eu já amava a mamãe.

Toda noite, antes de dormir, nos três temos um momento só nosso, sem as outras vozes para interferir. Minha parte favorita é quando eles acariciam a barriga juntos e dizem me amar. É a melhor sensação de todas, melhor até da vez em que ela comeu um doce chamado chocolate, me fez flutuar aos limites das camadas quentinhas que me envolvem.

Estou dormindo tranquila quando sinto algo enrolar meu pescocinho e fica muito difícil de respirar. Meu corpinho dói e procuro uma forma de avisar a mamãe que eu preciso de ajuda.

Ela grita, talvez seja de dor.

Desculpa, mamãe, eu não queria machucá-la, mas eu não consigo me libertar.

O papai berra, nervoso, perguntando o que ele pode fazer e ela pede para manter a calma, que dará tudo certo, porém, acho que ele não entendeu muito bem o que ela acabou de pedir.

Uma outra voz grita, bem alto. Escuto o nome do Goku outra vez, algo a ver com teletransporte e hospital.

Daí em diante, é uma tremenda confusão.

Sinto o papai pegar a mamãe no colo e correr para todo o lado, gritando para alguém nos ajudar. Fico um pouco enjoada. Ele a deita em alguma coisa macia e aperta forte sua mão.

“Estamos juntos nessa, aguenta firme Videl!”

Ficou tudo quietinho, o que está havendo? Estou muito preocupada.  

Uma sensação gelada me envolve e alguém diz que precisa levar a mamãe para uma sala imediatamente, pois precisa fazer uma cesariana urgente senão eu irei me sufocar.

Mamãe fica nervosa, grita, sente dor. Eu fico muito irritada com isso, não gosto que ela sofra. Papai também grita, pedindo para a darem um remédio. Ele não sai de perto dela nem por um minuto.

Tento me libertar do cordão malvado, porém, quanto mais eu mexo, mais nele eu me enrolo. Sinto que não vou aguentar, meu corpinho fica dormente e minha mente cada vez mais leve, talvez eu não seja forte, como são os Saiyajins.

Desculpa, papai.

De repente, vejo um clarão, minha cabeça é puxada e meus olhinhos doem muito. Algo pontiagudo se aproxima e eu fico com muito medo, o cordão envolto no meu pescoço é liberto e eu já não sinto mais a mamãe, apenas frio, muito frio. Então, eu choro, é a primeira vez que eu faço isso, pois estou muito estressada. Sou erguida pelos meus pezinhos, passada de mão em mão, esfregam um gel gelado e gosmento no meu corpinho e enfiam um fiozinho na minha boquinha, engasgo e cuspo.

É horrível!

Quero voltar para o lugar quentinho onde eu estava, para dentro da minha mamãe, mas ninguém me entende.

Berro mais ainda!

Cadê ela?

E o papai?

Por que eles estão deixando fazerem isso comigo? Eles não juraram sempre me proteger?

Sou embrulhada de um modo que não posso mais mexer minhas perninhas e nem meus bracinhos, e sou novamente carregada.

Ei!

Espera!

Eu acho que sei quem são esses dois.

Os braços que agora me envolvem com a mesma delicadeza e conforto daquele acariciar suave na barriga, que eu tanto gostava, possui um aroma doce e me acalma, mas não o suficiente para me fazer parar de chorar, eu não gosto daqui de fora.

“Shhh, Panzinha, está tudo bem, você está com a mamãe agora”

Essa voz, serena e calma...

Abro meus olhinhos e com uma certa dificuldade me forço a parar de chorar. Minha visão ganha foco aos poucos e logo a vejo, pela primeira vez. Ela é tão linda, como a cor vibrante de seus olhos e como a forma carinhosa em que me cuidava.

Aquilo são lágrimas? Mamãe também está chorando?

“Que susto você nos deu. Já chegou ao mundo, como uma verdadeira Saiyajin!”

Reconheço essa voz e esse toque macio em minha bochecha.

Com um pouquinho mais de controle, movimento meu rostinho e olho para ver quem é...

Son Gohan!

Seus olhos são diferentes dos da mamãe, mas são tão brilhantes quanto! Sei que brilham por minha causa, como as lágrimas da mamãe também são. Por isso, eu logo me acalmo.

Tudo ficará bem.

A cada dia, eu descubro novas sensações, uma mais diferente e divertida do que a outra.

Já sou capaz de identificar as vozes da vovó, dos vovôs, do tio Goten, do Buu e do Picoyo. Eles dão risadas de tudo o que eu faço e os olhos de cada um deles brilham ao me ver, não tanto como os do papai, que sorri convencido e diz com orgulho que os meus são daquela mesma cor.

A hora de dormir continua sendo a minha favorita do dia, mamãe e papai cantam juntos para mim e dizem coisas bonitas. Dizem que eu sou a prova do amor verdadeiro existente entre eles e das escolhas certas que ambos fizeram. Essa demonstração de carinho me passa segurança e eu não poderia estar mais contente, pois amo cada um deles com a mesma intensidade. São verdadeiramente a melhor família que eu poderia ganhar!

Hoje eu flutuei através do espaço e derrotei sozinha um temível robô. Sim, eu me enganei quando disse que não, pois sou, sim!, forte como uma Guerreira Saiyajin!

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BOLO DE MILHO E BAUNILHA COM DOCE DE MIRTILOS [SEM GLÚTEN]

CORN AND VANILLA CAKE WITH BLUEBERRY JAM FILLING [GLUTEN FREE]

Para 12 fatias

Ingredientes

Bolo:

50g farinha de milho;

50g farinha de arroz;

1 clh.ch. fermento em pó;

80g + 2 clh.sp. açúcar mascavado;

1/2 vagem de baunilha, sementes;

1/4 clh.ch. sal;

4 ovos;

1/4 clh.ch. cremor de tártaro;

1/4 chv. água fria;

1/4 chv. óleo de coco;

Doce de Mirtilo:

250g mirtilos;

1/2 limão, sumo;

2 clh.sp. água;

1/4 chv. xarope de acer;

Recheio:

250g mascarpone;

200g queijo quark;

50ml natas;

4 clh.sp. xarope de acer

doce de mirtilo, q.b.

Cobertura:

100g chocolate negro, 70% cacau;

40g manteiga;

3 clh.sp. natas.

Para o bolo, comece por ligar o forno a 180ºC e forrar o fundo de duas formas de 15cm com papel vegetal (se possível use formas de fundo amovível).

Separe as gemas das claras e bata as gemas com o açúcar, a água e o óleo. Assim que o açúcar estiver dissolvido junte os restantes ingredientes, as sementes da vagem de baunilha e volte a bater até ficar cremoso e homogéneo.

Noutro recipiente bata as claras em castelo com o cremor de tártaro até começar a criar espuma, junte de seguida as 2 colheres de sopa de açúcar e continue a bater. No final as claras devem ficar agarradas ao recipiente mesmo que o vire ao contrario.

Junte as claras em castelo ao preparado das gemas e envolva cuidadosamente para evitar a perda de ar, dívida pelas duas formas e leve ao forno a cozer durante 30 minutos, até que a superfície dos bolos esteja acastanhada e no teste do palito este saia limpo.

Depois de cozido, retire do forno, vire a forma ao contrário e deixe arrefecer completamente.

Entretanto prepare a compota de mirtilo. Junte todos os ingredientes numa caçarola e deixe cozer em lume brando cerca de 10 minutos, mexendo regularmente. Por fim, triture e deixe arrefecer.

Com a ajuda de uma faca ou espátula descole o bolo das laterais da forma e retire o papel vegetal, corte os bolos na horizontal para ficar com 4 camadas e reserve.

Entretanto prepare o creme. Junte todos os ingredientes na batedeira e misture até obter um creme homogéneo. Retire 1/3 do creme para o recheio e adicione algum do doce de mirtilo ao restante creme, voltando a bater. Repita o processo até obter a cor desejada.

Para montar o bolo, coloque a primeira camada de bolo num prato, barre com uma camada fina de doce de mirtilo e de seguida, uma camada de creme branco. Repita o processo até ter colocado todas as camadas.

Cubra todo o bolo com uma camada fina de creme de mirtilos e com a ajuda de uma faca ou espátula, alise o máximo possível. Coloque no frigorífico e deixe repousar no mínimo 30 minutos.

Para fazer a cobertura, parta o chocolate e a manteiga em pedaços pequenos. Junte todos os ingredientes num caçarola e deixe derreter cuidadosamente em lume brando.Retire do lume, deixe arrefecer ligeiramente e verta sobre o bolo.

Decore com flores (eu usei flores de ameixeira) e sirva de imediato. Coloque o restante no frigorífico e consuma num prazo de 4 dias.

English version

Serve 12

Ingredients

Cake: 

50g corn flour;

50g rice flour;

1 tsp baking powder;

80g + 2 tbsp brown sugar;

1/2 vanilla bean, seeds;

1/4 tsp salt;

4 eggs;

1/4 tsp cream of tartar;

1/4 cup cold water;

1/4 cup coconut oil.

Blueberry Jam:

250g blueberries, fresh or frozen;

1/2 lemon, juice;

2 tbsp water;

1/4 cup maple syrup.

Frosting:

250g mascarpone cheese;

200g quark cheese;

50ml heavy cream;

4 clh.sp. maple syrup;

blueberry jam, to taste.

Chocolate glaze:

100g dark chocolate, 70% cocoa;

40g butter;

3 tbsp heavy cream.

To make the cake, preheat the oven to 180ºC and line the bottoms of two 15cm round pans with parchment paper (if you have loose bottom pans, perfect).

Separate the egg whites and yolks into different bowls. In a large bowl, whisk sugar and egg yolks, water and oil. Sift in the remaining ingredients and beat until the batter holds together. Reserve.

In the bowl of a stand mixer, whip the egg whites and cream of tartar until the mixture is creamy white. Sprinkle in the two table spoons of sugar and beat at high speed until the egg whites are stiff. In the end you should be able to tip the bowl without the meringue slidding out.

Scrape the egg whites onto the batter and gently fold them in. Divide the batter evenly between the pans and spread. Bake for 30 minutes, until the top of the cakes are golden brown and the toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean.

Take the cakes out of the oven and invert the pans onto a rack to cool completely.

Meanwhile prepare the blueberry jam by adding all the ingredients into a saucepan. Carefully bring the mixture to a boil while stiring constantly, let it simmer at low heat for about 10 minutes. Blend and reserve.

Run a small knife or spatula around the inside of the pans, invert the pans onto a rack to remove the cakes and peel off the parchment paper.

Make the filling by mixing mascarpone, quark and heavy cream with the maple syrup, beat the frosting until you get a smooth consistency.

Slice each cake in half horizontally so you have four thin layers to assemble the cake.

To assemble the cake, place the first layer on a cake plate or board. Spread a thin layer of blueberry jam and some of the white frosting on top. Repeat for the next two layers and finally place the fourth layer on top with the cut side down.

Cover the entire cake with a thin layer of blueberry cream frosting and refrigerate the cake for about 30 minutes.

To make the glaze, break the chocolate and butter into small pieces, add them to a saucepan together with the heavy cream and carefully melt it down. Remove from the het and let it cool slightly. Pour the chocolate glaze over the cake and let it run down the sides of the cake.

Decorate the cake with spring flowers (I used plum flowers) and serve straight away. Keep the leftovers in the fridge for over 4 days.