#principedeasturias

[mario-loureiro]

#principedeasturias (em Museu Náutico De Ilha Bela) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoDTbdpvJxS/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[cloudywilmon]

Tell me what you need (You look so free)

Chapter 2 of my Prince Simon au coming tomorrow!

Sneak Peek:

Wille pulled out his phone, clearing his text notifications and trying to push down the guilt at the unread messages. He opened Instagram, planning to aimlessly scroll, but he quickly found himself on Simon’s profile. Wille compared it to his own official Instagram account, barely used and carefully curated, Simon’s seemed so much more authentic - he wondered how much agency Simon had over it. It was strange looking at it after what had happened, seeing pictures of Simon’s curls now knowing what they felt like under his fingers, remembering the feeling of their lips pressed together. Above all, he remembered the way Simon had laughed, and how genuine he’d been. It was the first time Wille had felt truly understood in a long time, a connection between them he couldn’t quite place. He felt his eyes tear up at the thought that maybe Simon had felt similarly, his words from that night echoing in Wille’s mind, Is it so hard to believe I might enjoy your company?

What went through Simon’s mind when he woke up that morning to find himself alone in his bed? Did he feel relieved that there was no awkward morning after, or was he disappointed? Wille knew he couldn’t afford to think that way, that he couldn’t let himself get tangled up in thoughts of Simon lest he never stopped. Still, he couldn’t help the guilt he felt at not even saying goodbye, even if it would’ve been too hard. He imagined if he’d been in Simon’s position, the way he would have spiralled afterwards, wondering what he’d done wrong. 

Simon had been nothing but kind to him, Wille could have at least given him the common decency of an explanation. It felt too late to now, but with a steely breath he told himself he could at least try, Simon deserved that much. Before he could second guess himself he hit the follow button, half surprised his PR team hadn’t followed Simon already. It wasn’t ideal to message him on Instagram, Wille was sure palace staff had access to Simon’s account the same way they did to Wille’s, but it was the only option he could think of - at least for the moment. 

Part of him wanted to continually refresh his account until he got a response, but he knew there was no guarantee Simon would see it right away anyways. He forced himself to put down his phone, heart racing at what Simon might do, what he might think when he saw Wille had followed him. He turned to his back, staring up at the ceiling and focusing on his breathing, trying to get his mind to a somewhat restful state. It felt fruitless, thoughts racing through his head, one triggering another like dominos that didn’t stop falling. His eyes felt heavy, and it wasn’t until the weight of keeping them open was too much to bear that they drooped shut and he finally fell asleep.

Wille woke up to darkness, and he realised it must’ve still been early, no sign of daylight through the curtains. He felt groggy, but he rolled over to grab his phone and check the time. It was only just past four in the morning, and he was about to put down his phone to try and get more sleep when a notification caught his eye. Suddenly, he was feeling wide awake. There, in clear bold text, PrincipeDeAsturias started following you.

[basalocastillo]

#leonardcohen nacía el 21 de septiembre de 1934. fue un poeta, novelista y cantautor canadiense. Como músico desarrolló una carrera con una continua exploración de temas como la religión, la política, el aislamiento, las relaciones personales y la sexualidad;​ y ha sido definido por el crítico Bruce Eder como «uno de los cantantes y compositores más fascinantes y enigmáticos de finales de los 60». Cohen ha sido introducido en el Salón de la Fama del Rock and Roll de los EEUU y en el Salón de la Fama Musical de Canadá. Recibió la Orden de Canadá, la Orden Nacional de Quebec y en 2011 fue galardonado con el Premio Príncipe de Asturias de las letras. #cantautorescanadienses #principedeasturias #poesia #musica #rockandroll #leonardcohenpoetry #leonardcohenlyrics (en Getafe, Madrid) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2pjoOdlovx/?igshid=vwf3pdqmbywr

[omarlunamx]

🇻 🇳 🇦 🇲 🇭 🇴 🇾 Real y Pontificia Universidad de México #🗺 #🏛 #UNESCO #CDMX #UNAM #architecture #engineering #history #PostalUNAM #UNAMHoy #RecintosUniversitarios #PrincipeDeAsturias #INAH #IISUE #Mexico #Pumas #Universidad #Goya #LocalGuide (en Museo UNAM HOY)

[ambulanto]

Maestro, leyenda, cobarde, inspirador, poeta, voz de una generación, rock con conciencia, Rock-Folk Judas.

[artewelove]

  Quino gana el Príncipe de Asturias de Comunicación y Humanidades

http://cultura.elpais.com/cultura/2014/05/21/actualidad/1400665075_068733.html

[omarlunamx]

🇭 🇴 🇾 Este sitio fue sede de la Real y Pontificia Universidad de México, la primer universidad del continente americano, aqui se dio por primera vez una clase el 3 de junio de 1553. Desde 1935 es monumento histórico de la nación. Actualmente es el museo UNAM HOY que expone todo lo referente a la máxima casa de estudios. Tiene objetos de inmenso valor histórico, como la primer piedra de la construcción, el premio Príncipe de Asturias, documento de inscripción como patrimonio cultural de la humanidad de la #UNESCO. #CDMX #UNAM #PostalUNAM #UNAMHoy #RecintosUniversitarios #PrincipeDeAsturias #INAH #IISUE #Mexico #Pumas #Universidad #Goya (en Museo UNAM HOY)