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SpiderGwen by SeanE
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Sean Ellery Keep on Trukin'
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Spawn’s Angela by Chance Wolf / Sean Ellery
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Sean: Let me tell you about the time I first met Lyla. Me and Ellery were in preschool-
Daniel: Where was I?
Sean: You weren’t born yet.
Daniel: Oooh, I was invisible!
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Smile, Simone (OC X Canon Kiss Week 2024)
Word count: 3,6k
Warning: manipulation, mention of death, Kilgrave being a creep
A/n: This is a collab with my partner in crime @jozstankovich for @theocxcanonweek day 5: Getting into trouble. The characters from this story are part of our little Timeline Anomaly Verse (more about them in here) and a crossover of Bad Samaritan and Jessica Jones. Hope you all enjoy it <3
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Simone had a short walk from her university to the flat, only a few minutes, she stopped to buy herself a hot chocolate and a croissant for her father from his favorite bakery.
Little did she realize, across the street a tall, slender man in a chic purple suit watched her with interest, his dark eyes following her movements as a small grin played at his lips. As she stepped out of the bakery he approached.
“Hello there,” he drawled, tipping his head slightly in greeting. “I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful you are,” he murmured, taking her hand to place a kiss to the back of it.
"Um... thanks," Simone chuckled until she saw him. That face, she knew that face from her nightmares. A man with that face once tormented her father and she knew he died, but in that world full of clones and odd powers, she never knew who was what. "I- bye."
“Wait—“ the man exclaimed, a frown creasing the spot between his brows. “Don’t go,” he demanded, assured that she would obey.
She couldn't move, she tried to keep walking, but her feet wouldn't obey. "Let me go, please, I have a boyfriend."
The man chuckled. “Not anymore, you don’t,” he drawled, holding out his arm for her to take. “Let me take you out—?” he asked, waiting for her to supply her name.
"Simone, Simone Falco," she said before she could stop herself. His allure did something to her brain and suddenly she took his arm, certain that her boyfriend Dylan, wasn't in her life anymore.
“Mmm Simone,” he repeated, savouring the taste of her name on his tongue. “Your name is just as beautiful as you,” he purred, brushing his lips against her temple, inhaling her scent.
“You can call me Kilgrave,” he said, slipping an arm around the small of her back as he began to lead her away from her intended destination. “I think we need to get you some new clothes and then some lunch. I know a wonderful place. You’ll love it,” he said with certainty.
"Y-yeah, I just... need to let my father know I won't come home now, he's expecting me. Can I call him?" She asked quietly, following him to God knows where to do something she didn't even wanna think about.
Kilgrave frowned as he deliberated. “I suppose that’s alright, darling,” he finally answered, pulling her phone out of her pocket. “But you’ll only say what I tell you to say,” he instructed.
"Yes," she dialed, trusting that her dad would know something was wrong and check her location, which was always on. "What should I say?"
“Tell him, you’re staying with a friend for a few days, that you’ll be at a mind/body retreat and you won’t have access to your phone,” Kilgrave said, walking at a leisurely pace, leading her to his waiting town car.
Simone nodded and dialed her dad's number, but the person who picked up was her mother.
"Hey, Moony. Daddy's in the shower, do you need anything?" Blossom asked.
"Yes, can I talk to him please?" She kept her voice calm, or tried.
"Okay... Sean! Simone is on the phone, she sounds dead weird!"
Sean frowned, quickly twisting the water off and grabbing his towel, wrapping it around his waist and taking the phone, bringing it to his ear. “Moony, it’s me. You okay, darlin’?” He asked, his hair dripping down his shoulders.
"Yeah, Daddy, I'm okay. I just called to let you know I won't be home in time," she put on a smile, trying very hard not to cry. "I'll be with a friend in a spiritual retreat and I won't be able to use my phone there for a few days. Just didn't want you to worry."
“What d’yeh mean? What friend?” Sean demanded, his unease growing. “Why don’t you come home and we can talk about this, you can give us more details,” he pleaded, not liking the way her voice trembled. “Where are you?” He asked, his chest growing tight.
"My friend... Ellery," Simone said the name of her cousin, this way he could easily call her and disprove this story. "Sorry, Daddy, I'm late, I really have to get going. I'm on my way there."
"Wait--! Simone!" Sean cried, but she'd already hung up. "Blossom! Something's wrong!" he called, trying to call Ellery, though his hands were shaking too much for him to dial the number.
"Oh my God... what number are you trying to call? Ellery?" Blossom took the phone to dial for him. "What happened to Simone?"
"Yeah," Sean said, handing her the phone, running his hand through his wet curls. "You were right, she didn't sound right," he said. "She said she was going on a spiritual retreat with Ellery and wouldn't be able to answer her phone. She sounded scared. I think she was taken," he said, his voice shaking as much as his hands.
"This is bollocks, she can't spend a day without her phone," Blossom called her niece. "Ellery! Ellery, are you with Simone right now?"
"No," the girl answered, giving her twin brother a confused look. "Charlie and I are buying Valentine's presents."
"Did she ever mention a spiritual retreat to you? Somewhere she couldn't take her phone to?"
"No... is everything alright? Just stay there, we're on our way."
*****
"Good girl," Kilgrave said, stroking Simone's hair before taking her phone from her hand and dropping it to the ground in the middle of the street before pulling her into the car with him and shutting the door, telling the driver where to take them.
"I- That's my phone!" She cried, she hated to be that helpless and now nobody would be able to track her. "All my father's voice-mails are there, I need them!"
"You don't need them," Kilgrave said offhandedly, annoyed at her outburst. "I'll make sure you have everything you need, love," he assured her, pulling her to his side, his hand running up and down her arm.
"What are you gonna do to me? You say buying clothes and having lunch. What are you really planning?" Simone asked, surprised that the driver seemed hypnotized as well.
"Darling, you're with me now," he said, chuckling lightly. "I just want to lavish you, make you mine," he explained, taking her chin in his hand to turn her face toward his to kiss her.
Simone tried to pull away, but she didn't know where to run, she was stuck in the car. "Have you ever considered... I don't know, asking someone out without forcing them? You're not bad looking, I'm sure many women would be happy to go out with you."
Kilgrave clicked his tongue with a shake of his head, as if the girl had just said something foolish. “But I don’t want just any woman. I want you. Are you saying that you would’ve said yes, if I’d have simply asked you?” He asked.
"Maybe... well not really. I had a boyfriend, and you look like the man who tried to kill my dad. But I'm sure a much more beautiful girl would've said yes," she mumbled.
“What do you mean, a more beautiful girl?” He drawled, frowning at her comment. “You are beautiful, Simone. More gorgeous than you realize. I want you to tell me that you’re beautiful,” he purred.
"I am beautiful," she repeated, unable to resist his order. It wasn't hard to understand he had the power of persuasion.
"Good girl," Kilgrave murmured, stroking her cheek. "Ah, we're here," he said, as the car pulled up to the curb in front of Bloomingdale's.
*****
Sean hastily dried off, pulling his clothes on distractedly. "Should we call the police?" he asked, hating how helpless he felt.
"We need to know where she is first and sending cops might spook whoever has her and they might hurt her," Blossom started dialing to call her sister-in-law, Alisha. "We're a superpowered family, we've all killed to protect each other."
He nodded, feeling numb. He was the only one without a power, there wasn’t anything he could do at the moment except trust his wife. —
"Alisha, we need a little help, can you find Simone for us?" Blossom asked while she opened the door for her niece and nephew.
"I... she's in a car, there's a man with her. Purple suit, looks posh," Alisha said, using her clairvoyance to see through her niece's eyes. "I don't know exactly where they are though."
“Okay, keep checking in and let us know if you recognize anything,” Sean said, leaning in over his wife’s shoulder.
"Okay, I'll call you if I see anything," Alisha confirmed.
"We have all possible powers to save her," Ellery pulled her brother inside. "Where are we going?"
"We don't know where she is yet," Sean answered, fighting the urge to pace. "Alisha said she's in a car right now."
"In a car with a man she doesn't know," Blossom started crying just as her husband's phone started ringing. Sean pulled her into his arms, his jaw flexing as he fought not to break down as well, knowing he needed to be strong for her. "Does she know where Simone is?" he asked, his voice tense.
"Hi, Aunt Lisha, any news?" Ellery quickly grabbed her uncle's phone.
"They just stopped at Bloomingdale's, I don't know which one exactly, but it looks like 5th Avenue, it's right in front of the Bank of America."
"Bloomingdale's 5th Avenue, c'mon, let's go!" Charlie exclaimed, already heading for the door.
"We need a cab," Ellery stepped outside and rushed down the stairs. The rest of them followed and they all ran to the intersection with the 8th Avenue to hail a cab. The drive would be ten minutes if they were lucky to avoid traffic, which in New York was basically impossible.
“Hopefully they’ll still be there,” Charlie murmured, his leg bouncing anxiously.
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"Why do I need new clothes?" Simone asked calmly, almost in a docile way. "These are pretty expensive..."
"Why not?" Kilgrave said, waiting for the driver to open his door. "Come," he instructed, holding out his hand for her as he waited on the curb.
"Do I need an excuse to spoil my girl?" he chuckled. "You deserve only the best," he explained.
"T-thank you," Simone took his hand and locked arms with him as they entered the store. She wasn't dressed exactly nicely and felt really out of place. She wore leggings and one of her dad's shirts since, at uni, they were doing nature shots.
“Ah, what about this? This colour would look beautiful on you,” Kilgrave said, picking out a sleek purple dress. “Go on, try it on, and I’ll pick out some shoes for you,” he said, stroking her cheek fondly.
"Okay," she took it and went into one of the dressing rooms. She wanted to cry, but feared that it would upset her new captor and he might do something worse. She put on the dress and opened the door to show him how it looked.
"Ohh, don't you look like a vision!" Kilgrave exclaimed, moving closer to get a better look. "Here, try these on, you'll look perfect," he said, handing her some strappy heels.
Simone nodded and quickly put the shoes on, which made her stand as tall as him. "I don't usually wear heels," she admitted.
"You should, they make your legs look so graceful," he said, picking out a luxurious long fur coat and draping it over her shoulders. "There, all set," he decided, taking her hand and leading her back out of the store.
"Hey! You can't leave without paying for those!" One of the shopkeepers exclaimed, hurrying after them.
"You're going to give them to us, free of charge," Kilgrave snapped, waving the woman away, leaving her bewildered. "Are you hungry?" he asked Simone, turning his attention back to her as they stepped back out onto the crowded sidewalk, his car waiting for them.
I'm wearing the skin of a dead animal on my back and I technically just stole all of this... Simone thought, panicked.
"Yeah, I haven't eaten today," she said, despite how nauseous she was from the whole semi-kidnapping experience. She anxiously looked around to see if she could find any familiar faces, but the entire world felt like a strange place at that moment.
"There she is!" Sean cried, spotting his daughter's face amidst the sea of people. Jumping out of the cab before it came to a complete stop, he ran toward her, trying to push his way through the crowd. "Simone!" he exclaimed, trying to get her attention.
"Daddy?" She cried, the knot in her chest tightening when she saw how worried he seemed. She wanted to run into his arms and never let go.
"Simone! Come here! What are you wearing?" Blossom followed her husband out. "You! Let go of my daughter right now! Get away from her!"
“Ah, looks like that’s our cue to leave,” Kilgrave muttered, turning Simone’s face away from her parents and stealing a sloppy kiss before sweeping her back into the back of his sleek black car. “Driver, take us to Neary’s,” he instructed, slamming the door shut and wiggling his fingers in a little wave just as Sean and Blossom reached the car.
Simone fought the urge to cry again, her head hanging low. She was so close to being able to run away... she knew she wasn't the first girl to fall into Kilgrave's trap, she wondered where the others were. Were they stuck in a harem or even worse?
"Did you see him? Cale Erendreich doppelganger... he kissed her! She didn't pull away, she didn't fight it," Blossom panted, she was not as fast as she used to be when she was younger.
“There has to be an explanation,” Sean exclaimed, his chest hurting. He’d seen the fear on his daughter’s face as the car pulled away.
“Uncle Sean! We know where he’s going!” Charlie exclaimed, running to catch up. “Aunt Lisha called. She knows where he’s taking her!”
"They're going to Neary's, five minutes away," Ellery hailed another cab for them. If it was just her and her brother they could run, but their uncle was pushing 60.
"Let's go, let's go!" Blossom rushed into the car.
*****
“What’s the matter, dearest?” Kilgrave asked, tilting his head to peer at Simone’s face. “Don’t tell me you’re upset?”
"I just... got startled," she said shaking her head, she looked up at him and tried to smile.
He smiled back, giving her hand a squeeze before pressing a kiss to the back of it. The drive to the restaurant wasn't long and once they parked, Kilgrave helped Simone out, leading her into the building.
"Do you have a reservation?" The hostess asked, looking between the two of them.
"Yes, we're renting out the whole place. Tell everyone else to leave," Kilgrave commanded and the hostess nodded.
"You can all leave!" He exclaimed, raising his voice to infect the other diners and they all got up, leaving their food half touched as they left. "There, shall we?" he asked, leading Simone over to his usual corner booth.
She sat down and glanced at the menu, the food smelled and sounded delicious, but how could she eat in that situation? She could always... accept it, she'd live her life like this and maybe it wouldn't be so bad? It wasn't what she wanted, but if he treated her the way she had been so far... maybe he wouldn't kill her. Maybe she could visit her family and smile while saying everything was fine.
"Can I order what I want or will you order for me?" She asked, genuinely curious. "Cause if I can choose I'd like the broiled chicken with potatoes."
"Of course, you can have whatever you like," Kilgrave exclaimed, leaning back in the booth, his arm resting behind Simone's shoulders.
By the time Sean, Blossom, Ellery, and Charlie arrived at the restaurant, the other diners were all filing out.
"That's strange, where are they all going?" Charlie wondered.
"Doesn't seem like anything is wrong in there," Ellery looked inside and found her cousin sitting in a corner.
"Simone!" Blossom called. "Simone, please! If you actually want to be here, tell us!"
"I want to be here," she said after Kilgrave whispered the command in her ear.
“If you try to escape, you’ll jump off the Queensboro Bridge,” Kilgrave hissed in Simone’s ear, taking a bite of his steak, seemingly unbothered.
“Look, he just said something to her before she spoke,” Charlie whispered, noticing the way the man leaned in. “If he has the power of persuasion, then maybe I can use it against him,” he suggested.
"Good one, Charlie," Ellery nudged her brother's arm.
"Let my daughter go, right now! I'm not above killing you, you bastard!" Blossom charged into the restaurant. "She's old enough to be your daughter!"
Kilgrave spread his hands innocently. "I'm afraid you're mistaken, she told you already, she wants to be here."
"Then why does she look so terrified?" Sean exclaimed, hating the way his hands shook as he looked at the man who looked so much like the ghost from his past.
"I can't leave, Mum," Simone cried. "I just can't."
"You can do anything, you have a superpower. You're really gonna let some middle-aged man tell you what you can or can't do?" Ellery whispered to her. "No matter what happens, you're safe."
"Come on, let's call Dylan," Blossom took her daughter's hand, but once she got up, the girl ran away towards the bridge to fulfill Kilgrave's request.
“Simone?!” Sean exclaimed, his eyes widening in fear as she raced past him out the restaurant door. “SIMONE!” he called, taking off after her without another thought.
While his uncle ran after Simone, Charlie rounded on Kilgrave. “What did you make her do?” He demanded.
Kilgrave shrugged. “She was the one who chose to run. If she’d rather jump off the bridge than stay with me, that’s her prerogative, I suppose.” He sighed, pinching the bridge of his aquiline nose. “And here I thought we could be happy together.”
"You're sick!" Ellery screamed while Blossom ran out to follow her daughter as well. "Man, you're not ugly enough to be that desperate, find someone who can love you for real."
“Is that an offer?” Kilgrave asked, flashing Ellery a grin. "Seems beauty runs in the family..."
Before the man could control his twin, Charlie frowned, drawing on his own power. He could feel the vibration of Kilgrave’s power pulling at him and he reached out with his mind, borrowing his ability.
“Hey,” he said, drawing the man’s attention. “Forget all about us. Forget about your power. Don’t use it for bad,” he commanded.
"Let's get out of here," Ellery took her brother's arm. "Hope he learns his lesson. He definitely knows how to treat a lady, he just needs to find one that wants to be with him."
Charlie nodded, letting his sister pull him out of the restaurant and they ran to join their uncle and aunt.
*****
"Simone!" Blossom ran, catching up to them just as she climbed to jump. She looked back at her mum and dad and smiled, her cousin's words made her very confident.
“Moony, what’re you doing? Please come down!” Sean cried, his heart twisting in his chest as he held onto his wife. “We can fix this! Please don’t jump!”
"Sean... it's alright," Blossom understood her plan, she had done it before with the power she passed down to her daughter.
"See you in a second, don't worry about me," Simone waved and let go, falling as if she were diving into a pool.
To stop herself from hitting the water, she covered her own body in a force field and emerged back to the bridge covered in a thin blue-ish bubble.
As soon as Simone emerged, protected in her bubble, Sean let out a relieved gasp, his arms tightening around his wife. “Oh thank God she’s okay,” he cried, his eyes burning with unshed tears.
Simone ran into her parents' arms and sighed. She didn't even realize she was still wearing the outfit that was picked out for her.
"We should probably return these stuff to Bloomingdale's, right?" She asked.
"But the dress is cute..." Ellery joked. "He won't be bothering you again."
"Yeah, I made sure of that," Charlie assured her, joining the others in embracing her.
"Thank you, Cha-Charlie," Sean murmured, ruffling his nephew's curls. "I'm so fuckin' glad you all have those damn powers," he sighed, kissing the top of Simone's head.
"Thank you for coming for me," she looked lovingly at her cousins and her mother, then turned and placed a kiss on her father's cheek. "You're a hero too, Daddy."
Sean shook his head. "I was so helpless," he murmured, squeezing her tighter.
"Not all heroes have powers, some just are really amazing dads," she held his hand as they walked back to the store. "You weren't hopeless, you didn't give up. I called you because I knew you'd know something was wrong and come help, and you did."
"Of course, I'd never give up on you, darlin'," Sean breathed.
#kilgrave#kilgrave x canon#sean falco#jessica jones#bad samaritan#oc: Simone Falco#oc: Blossom Falco#oc: Charlie Young#oc: Ellery Young#fanfic#jessica jones fanfic#david tennant fanfic#oc x canon week#ocxcanonweek#fic collab#timeline anomaly verse
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For the birds 014
16.08.2024
Intro 00:00 Mark Barrott-One Friday In September (9月のある金曜日) 01:35 D York-Iridescence 04:49 Lee Hannah-foie gras 10:50 Mark Ellery Griffiths-Rooks and Crows 14:56 Jarguna and Nicola Serena-Bright Garden 17:03 Moan (Shinji Masuko)-Banded Agates 26:59 Sean Bechhofer-Evening/Morning 37:18 marine eyes-make amends 45:54 Jens Pauly-From here 49:12 Crystal Quartez-Reproduction 54:09 Outro 1:03:21
#Mark Barrott#D York#Lee Hannah#Mark Ellery Griffiths#Jarguna and Nicola Serena#Moan (Shinji Masuko)#Sean Bechhofer#marine eyes#Jens Pauly#Crystal Quartez#Reflections#Neotantra#Healthy Tapes#Projekt Records#Data Garden#Stereoscenic Records#Lᴏɴᴛᴀɴᴏ Series#rohs! records#Form The Head#Beacon Sound#PM#Spain#London#Stockport#UK#Sardinia#Italy#Melbourne#Australia#Portland
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headcanon generator lol
shoutout to the tumblr gal, the best and most unhinged stuff from this website are treasures to behold
prompts of my characters i did:
yay :)
dont mind the tags they're my ocs' names
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Bağcılar Masaj
Bağcılar Masaj , hayatın koşuşturmacası arasında yenilenmek isteyenler için bir sığınak sunuyor. İstanbul'un kalbinde yer alan bu sakin vaha, uzman teknikleri dingin bir atmosferle birleştirerek her ziyaretin değerli bir deneyime dönüşmesini sağlıyor. Rutininizden uzaklaşıp kendinizi rahatlatıcı aromalara ve yumuşak melodilere kaptırdığınızı ve her gerginliğin kendini adamış terapistlerin yetenekli elleri altında eridiğini hayal edin.
Bağcılar Masajını gerçekten farklı kılan şey, bütünsel iyi olma taahhüdüdür. Sadece fiziksel rahatsızlığı değil, duygusal stresi de ele alan özel tedavilerle her seans sizi iç huzurunuzu keşfetmeye davet ediyor. İster inatçı düğümleri gidermek için derin doku masajı seçin, ister rahatlamak için tasarlanmış aromatik yağ tedavisinin keyfini çıkarın, her adımda sıcaklık ve özenle kucaklanıyorsunuz. Bu sadece bir masajdan daha fazlası; kendinizle yeniden bağlantı kurmanız ve hayatın bir sonraki macerası için enerji depolamanız için bir davet.
#masaj#masaj salonu#bağcılar#bağcılar masaj#istanbul masaj#istanbul mutlu masaj#bağcılar mutlu masaj
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A Date for Valentine’s Day
an oc x oc collaboration between @seanfalco & @super-unpredictable98
Word Count: 3.9k Tags/Warnings: Lots of cuteness, but also some wlw smut. Featuring: Sean & Blossom and their daughter, Simone, as well as the Quad’s twins, Charlie & Ellery.
Happy Valentine’s Day, here’s a (mostly) wholesome Timeline Anomaly chapter.
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"Daddy! Dada! I had an idea!" Ellery skipped into the kitchen where the boys were eating cereal. "D'you wanna be my Valentines? We can go on a date! Also, can I get some cereal too?"
"Aww sweetie, I'd love that, but what about Mummy and Mama?" Nate asked, looking at his twin before offering her a spoonful from his bowl.
"Maybe Mummy'd like t'be my Valentine," Win said, sipping at her cup of coffee, her eyes flicking across the kitchen to where Lydia stood.
"Oh? Just like we did that one time? Our first date... I still like Revels better than roses, you can pick me up at seven," Lydia smiled. "After we're back, we can have some special cuddles with the boys."
"Huh, coulda swore it was Maltesers..." Win mused before grinning. "It's a date," she said, winking at her wife.
"Alright then, Princess, guess we have a date then," Nate fed his daughter some more cereal. "Where d'you wanna go?"
"I wanna get pizza and soda, then eat it on the Community Centre rooftop!" Ellery clapped. She had seen endless pictures and videos of her parents there and she always wanted to go as well.
"Y'better have enough energy for us when y'get home," Nats whispered to his wives before answering Ellery. "We can do that, Princess."
"What about me? I don't have a Valentine!" Charlie cried, pouting sullenly.
"Oh yeah... I guess you're right, maybe I am getting old," Lydia mused with a frown, but the smile came back to her face soon after. "You know, Simon and Lisha are out of town and Darren is staying with my parents. Pretty sure I could get a key to th’Centre. And yes, we'll have plenty of energy left."
"Perfect," Win purred, brushing a featherlight kiss to Lydia's neck before returning to her coffee.
"Yay!" Ellery cheered before noticing her brother's face. "Hey, Charlie, why don't y'ask Simmi? I bet she'd love t'be your valentine!"
"Okay..." Charlie muttered, jumping down from his chair and marching to the phone.
"Hey, what're yeh doin', sport?" Nats asked.
"I'm calling Simmi right now," he huffed, dialing his aunt and uncle's number.
"Do you think Charlie will be okay? If he can't get a valentine, maybe we can do it..." Lydia murmured, watching him with worry; she knew how sensitive he was.
"He'll be fine, he's a little charmer, course he'll find a date!" Nate gave the bowl to Ellery so she could drink the leftover milk. "He gets it from his dads."
"Hello," Blossom picked up the phone and smiled. "Hey Cha-Charlie! How are you doing, little man?"
"Hi Auntie Blossom, can I speak to Simmi, please?" he asked, still wearing a slight pout.
"Yeah, let me put you on speaker... Moony! Charlie’s on the phone!" Blossom called.
Simone came running to the living room and sat down next to her mum on the couch. "Hi, Charlie!"
"Hi Simmi, will you be my Valentine? Mama and Mummy are valentines and Elly is going to be Dada and Daddy's valentine," he explained in a bit of a mumble.
"Oh... I would, but I asked my daddy to be my valentine. We're going on a dinner and movie date," Simone explained, a little bit scared to hurt her cousin's feelings. "I'm sorry."
"Oh..." Charlie said, looking down at his feet, struggling to keep from tearing up. "Okay. Thanks anyway, Simmi," he muttered, getting ready to hang up dejectedly.
"Hey, Charlie," Blossom called before he could hang up. "I’m free tomorrow and I know it's a very long shot, I bet you have loads of girls hoping to go on a date with you, but... would you be my Valentine?"
"Really?" he asked, perking up, quickly rubbing at his eyes with a sniffle. "I'd love to, Auntie!" he cried.
"Oh my God, I'm so lucky! I can't wait to tell everyone, they'll be so jealous," Blossom grinned, winking at her husband who was watching from the other side of the room. "What are we doing for our date?"
"Uhm... what would you like to do, Aunt Blossom?" he asked, unsure what to do.
"We can go out for a movie and dinner date as well, you can pick the movie and I'll pick the restaurant?" Blossom suggested. "Unless you'd like me to cook instead."
"Okay!" Charlie exclaimed. "I wanna see Tangled again! The theatre's showin' a bunch of old movies," he decided. "And I want your cooking! It's just as good as Mummy's, but don't tell her that," he said in a hushed voice.
"Sounds lovely, I'll make that lasagna you like," Blossom chuckled. Sometimes she wanted to squeeze Charlie and bite his little cheeks, he was so adorable. "I won't tell your mum, it's our secret."
"Thanks Auntie, I love you," he said before saying goodbye and hanging up the phone.
"Sounds like someone's found a date for Valentine's day," Nats teased, picking Charlie up and giving him a squeeze.
"Yeah! Aunt Blossom is gunna go with me!"
"You’re amazin', of course she wants t'go with you," Ellery said with a nod.
"I knew little Romeo would find a date..." Nate smirked. "And a great one too! One time we were Auntie B's dates for a school dance, we had so much fun."
Charlie grinned widely. “I’m excited! She’s gunna cook for me too!”
"Lucky!" Nate exclaimed. "That sounds like fun! But no drinkin', huh? You're half Irish, but you're too young for that," he teased, tickling his belly.
Charlie squealed and squirmed, trying to escape his dad’s fingers. “No! Dada, you’re silly!” he cried.
"I am deeply hurt by that accusation," Nate joked, taking Elly in his arms. "Silly... I've never been silly in my life!" he cried dramatically, a grin on his face.
"Oh yeah? And the sky is green," Lydia snorted as she came from the bedroom dressed for work. "I'm glad you have a date, baby, any person is lucky to go out with you or your sister."
“I hope you and Mama have fun,” Charlie said, reaching for her to give her a kiss on her cheek.
"Thank you sweetie," Lydia returned the kiss on his forehead. "I hope you have the best time."
By the time Valentine’s day rolled around, everyone was getting ready for the prospective evenings. “Do you think this is a good outfit t’wear, Daddy?” Charlie asked, coming out of his bedroom.
"I think y'look proper sharp!" Nate fixed his son's collar. "So handsome!"
"You look like a little prince!" Lydia said, sticking her head out of the room while helping Ellery get into her dress, red with black hearts all over.
���Everyone looks so good,” Win said, wearing the same outfit she’d worn on her and Lydia’s first official date all those years ago.
"Especially you," Lydia whispered in her ear, she was also wearing the same dress and even the same colour lipstick. "I have something for you, I made it myself with Charlie's help." She reached into her purse and pulled out a necklace with a silver guitar pick that read I still pick you every time.
“Aw babe!” Win gasped, her chest tightening with affection. “Here, help me put it on,” she said, turning around and holding her hair off the back of her neck.
"I'll always pick you, honeypie," Lydia said as she put the necklace on and placed a gentle kiss on her shoulder.
"Looooook, mummy and mama are smooching!" Ellery teased. "They loooooove each other."
"Yeah, silly, we love each other," Lyddie laughed.
“Why would we get married if we didn’t love each other?” Win teased back, pinching Ellery’s cheek.
"Yeah, I know, I'm just teasin'..." Ellery took their fathers' hands. "Do I look pretty?"
"The prettiest little girl in the world," Nate offered her a rose he conjured.
“Y’look gorgeous, m’love,” Nats added, offering her a rose of his own.
"Thank you," Ellery brought the roses close to her chest. "You two look very handsome too."
A knock at the door caught Win’s attention and she went to open it, finding Blossom waiting outside. “Hey there, you look lovely!” she greeted, embracing her before Charlie came running.
“Auntie! This is for you!” he exclaimed, conjuring a bird of paradise for her.
"Thanks, you look amazin’ too. Aww sweetie! That's beautiful, thank you," Blossom took the flower and bent over to kiss his little cheek. "You're such a gentleman! I hope you're ready for the best date ever!"
"You guys look all set up, I think it's time we go," Lydia locked arms with her wife. "Have a great night everyone, we love you so much."
“See y’later,” Nats called with a wink, waving to them as they headed out.
“I’m ready!” Charlie exclaimed.
"Then let's go, the movie should be starting soon, but we'll make it," Blossom took Charlie's hand. "I love your outfit, by the way, you look really nice."
"Okay, let's get our pizza for our special picnic," Ellery brought a vase from the other side of the room using a forcefield to put the flowers in.
“Sounds good,” Nats said, slipping his coat on. “You have fun with Blossom, okay little man?” he said to his son as they all herded out the door.
"Here, let's keep you warm, little lady," Nate grabbed Ellie's coat before his own. "Let's go, ma'am."
The restaurant where they usually ordered was about halfway between the Bellamy house and the Centre, so they didn't have to stray too far from their path to grab their dinner. "Is it true that you used to live here?" Ellery asked when they finally reached their destination.
“Yeah, but not for long,” Nats said, pushing open the door and holding it open for her and his twin. “Your mama lived here for a bit too,” he added.
"I'd be scared t'live here, it must be scary at night," Elly murmured, looking around. The lights were on, but she could not imagine sleeping there with the lights off.
"It was pretty scary... but y'know how brave we are," Nate nudged her arm. "Eventually mummy just invited us to live with her, we used t'live at grandpa's flat until we had you and your brother."
“And now, th’ piece d’resistance!” Nats exclaimed, pushing open the metal door to the roof and gesturing outside. “Love that view, ey?”
"It's so beautiful!" Ellery breathed, amazed and overwhelmed, it was so much more exciting than she imagined. The little girl ran and with the help of her fields, she pushed a couple of armchairs closer together, facing each other and took a seat.
"You're really excited about this, huh?" Nats asked, sitting down at one of the armchairs. "If y'look over there, you can see Grandpa and Grandma's flat," he said pointing. "That's where we used t'live."
"I like it there, it's fun when Charlie and I spend the night," Ellery said as Nate pulled her into his lap. "I'm excited cause it's my first Valentine's day date! When I have a boyfriend or two, for real life, I'll always remember this and if they're not as good as you, they're out!"
"Aww darlin'," Nats exclaimed. "As long as that's not for a long time."
"Not toooo long," Ellery laughed, taking the slice of pizza Nate offered.
"Ten years minimum," he said, getting another one for himself.
"Oh no, more like thirty!" Nats laughed, taking a big bite of pizza.
"No way, I'm gonna be so old!" Ellie gasped. "How old were mummy and mama when they became your girlfriends?"
"Thirty two and we were the first guys they ever dated," Nate said without even thinking.
"You know she's just gunna ask them when they get home," Nats muttered.
"Y'know women always lie about their age," Nate shrugged, handing Elly her bottle of soda. "And sometimes they also lie about how many guys they've dated..."
"I know Mummy was twenty, and she dated six people before you," she murmured. "Don't worry, I only ever wanna date once and then get married."
"But y'wanna make sure they're th'right person. Marriage is serious business, y'don't wanna get married unless you're absolutely sure," Nats insisted.
"Hmmm... then I better start lookin' early, I wanna find 'em by the time I'm twenty," Ellery mused.
"No rush, sweetie, we can be your valentines for as long as it takes," Nate kissed the top of her head.
“Thank you again, Auntie Blossom. I was kinda worried no one wanted t’be my valentine,” Charlie murmured, holding her hand as they made their way to their seats in the dim theatre.
"Really? I could never imagine... a boy like you should have a line to choose from," Blossom pinched his cheek as they sat down. The theatre was pretty much empty, no one really wanted to watch a kid's film on Valentine's day; there were only a few couples sprinkled around the room. "You are adorable and so sweet, I don't think they meant to make you feel that way."
“I don’t think so… but it still kinda made me sad…” Charlie mumbled, sticking his hand in the large bowl of popcorn.
"I know," Blossom whispered, stroking his hair, brushing his curls. "One time your parents took me to the movies in New York when I was a kid. They were so busy smooching, they forgot I was there. Sometimes people are so excited about something, they get a little blind, but everyone loves you and I'm so lucky to have such an amazing Valentine."
“I love you, Aunt Blossom!” Charlie exclaimed, leaning against her arm and snuggling up to her as the previews started.
"I love you too, Cha-Charlie," Blossom grinned, her chest growing tight with affection. "Don’t forget to save some space for the lasagna later," she laughed, taking a handful of popcorn as well.
“Don’t worry, Mummy says I’m a bottomless pit,” Charlie said matter of factly.
"Just like your dads, I see..." Blossom teased, poking his cheek. "But you're a growing boy, they don't have an excuse."
Charlie giggled and quickly fell silent as the movie began, completely glued to the screen.
"Did you like the movie, Daddy? I love it, I can't wait to watch it again with Mummy," Simone smiled, struggling for a second to cut her chicken parmesan, but not wanting to ask for help at a restaurant.
“It was good,” he answered, noticing her struggling. “But th’best part was gettin’ t’watch it with you,” he added, gently reaching out to take her knife. “Would y’like some help with that m’lady?”
"I'm a big girl... but if you want to help me..." her voice got gradually quieter as she gave him the knife and fork. "I don't want you to think I'm silly and can't do things."
“I’d never think that!” Sean exclaimed, cutting her food into bite sized pieces. “This is what gentlemen do for their dates,” he said with a wink.
"Oooh, then yeah, I'd love some help, mister," Simone giggled. "When you and Mum started dating, did you cut her food as well?"
"Oh yeah, sometimes I even feed her too," Sean chuckled, handing her fork and knife back.
"Can I have a bite of your pasta?" Simone asked, glad to know she didn't lose the big girl status. "I'll feed you a bite of my chicken."
"Course, sounds good," Sean replied, swirling some pasta on his fork for her and opening his mouth to accept her bite of chicken.
Simone opened her mouth and hummed once she tried the pasta, a smile spreading across her face. "It's really good! Going on dates is fun! It's like that day of the week I get you all to myself, but this time I can show off how cool you are!"
"You're such a sweetheart, darlin'. I love showin' off how amazin' you are too," he said, smiling softly.
"If I could have any daddy in the world, I'd still want you," Simone took his hand. "I love you so much!"
"I love you so much too! I couldn't ask for a better daughter," he said, kissing her little hand.
"Do you think the kids are okay?" Lydia asked as they danced. Clubbing and getting drinks was what they had done the very first time they went out together, to make it special, they were doing the same thing. "Sorry, I shouldn't be talking about the kids. It's just there were no texts–maybe I need another drink."
"I'm sure they're fine," Win said, raising her hand to catch the bartender's attention. "Ellery's with her dads and Charlie's with B. If there was somethin' wrong, they'd let us know," she assured her, kissing her neck as they waited for their refills.
"Yeah, you're right, I'm just gonna relax and... Wow, it's our anniversary," Lydia suddenly realized, taking her drink. "It's our twenty sixth year together! We've been together longer than I was alive when we got together. I love you so fucking much!"
"I can't believe it," Win exclaimed, grinning against Lydia's lips. "I never thought I'd be committed to anyone for so long," she mused.
“I knew I would, especially someone like you,” Lydia finished off her drink and wrapped her arms around Win’s neck. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. So beautiful, I can’t even wait to take you somewhere more private.”
“Oh?” Win asked, her lips curling impishly. “And what would you wanna do t’me in private?” she asked, her voice low and husky in Lydia’s ear.
"I wanna kiss every inch of you, I wanna taste you and feel your body against mine," Lydia drawled. "That night we had sex for the first time I didn't know if I'd ever see you again, I wanna enjoy it, and this time I wanna hold you after and know you're mine."
“Aw, Lollipop,” Win cooed, running her fingers through her wife’s hair. “I’m always yours,” she purred, stepping closer to press against her.
"Forever isn't long enough to be with you," Lydia murmured before leaning closer for a kiss. "I want you so bad."
“Then let’s get outta here,” Win exclaimed, threading her fingers with Lydia’s and pulling her toward the door, weaving through bodies in the dark.
Lydia followed without thinking twice, they both knew where the night was gonna end (at least until they arrived back home and their needy husbands asked for the attention they so deserved). "I wish I could eat you out until you make a mess all over the place, but then we'd have to clean it..." she teased.
“You don’t wanna leave your brother’s flat a mess?” Win laughed. “It would be so naughty of you,” she drawled, already feeling arousal pool between her legs just at the thought.
"I can be naughty in other ways..." Lydia purred. "Unless you have any of the boys' power stored in there for easy clean up. I love to see your face when you can't take it anymore."
"I mean, I am pretty full up of their power," Win said. "I want yeh t'drive me crazy, baby," she exclaimed.
"You might regret saying that..." Lydia drawled, opening the door to the elevator. As soon as it was closed, she had her wife pinned to the wall, kissing her fervently. "I won't stop until you beg me."
"Bring it on, babe," Win gasped, a moan slipping through her lips as Lydia's mouth moved over her.
Lydia threw Win over her shoulder as they entered the flat. It was quite different after Darren was born, but their special spot was still the same. "Now let's see how much my girl can take," she dropped her on the bed and quickly got out of her dress, showing she wasn't wearing any knickers, only a harness that framed her body.
"Oh fuck!" Win cried, pushing up to look at Lydia. "Holy shit, you're so hot," she breathed, completely stunned.
"I'm glad you think so... I think you're the hottest woman to ever exist," she helped Winnie out of her clothes, leaving a trail of kisses and love bites behind. "You still make me nervous, in the best way. You give me butterflies."
"You too," Win murmured. "You always make my heart race."
"Happy anniversary, Honeypie," Lydia crawled, kissing up her thighs until she reached the spot she wanted to kiss the most. "You're so wet already..." she blew softly before gently kissing her sex.
"You do that t'me," Win groaned, her muscles twitching at Lydia's light kiss. "I want yeh so bad, Lyddie!"
Lydia ginned, bringing one of her wife's legs over her shoulder as she let her tongue explore those slick folds, quickly finding the spots she knew were the most sensitive.
Win let out a loud gasp and her hands balled in the sheets beneath her as her back arched off the bed, her cunt pressing harder against her wife's mouth.
"Oh you like that, huh?" Lydia breathed against her skin, looking up while she savoured her. "You taste so good, baby."
"Mmm, you know exactly where t'touch t'drive me crazy," Win whined, biting her lip as she met Lydia's gaze.
"I've had practice..." Lyddie giggled. "Cum for me, baby, be a good girl."
"Practice, huh?" Win chuckled, her laugh turning into a moan as she rolled her hips. "Oh--"
Before giving Win any time to enjoy it, Lydia changed positions, getting on top of her and rubbing her own clit against her wife's. "Come on, again, baby, I know you can do it."
"Oh fuck!" Win cried, grabbing Lydia's thighs and squeezing, seeking her friction. "God, you're so fuckin' hot. Ride me, baby," she moaned.
Lydia rolled her hips greedily, also wanting to feel good. "Such a good little slut, I love my good little slut and this sweet cunt of yours," she moaned softly.
"I'm your little slut, mummy!" Win exclaimed, writhing beneath her, reaching up to tweak her piercings.
"That's right, you're mummy's little fuck toy..." Lydia whimpered, also reaching to massage her breasts. "I'm gonna make you lose control, baby."
"Love th'sounds you make, Lyddie," Win purred, moaning and squirming, her second climax building. "Oh o-h f-fuck!" she cried, her muscles stuttering as she came.
"Good girl," Lydia cried as she came too, but she wasn't done. Instead, she pulled Win closer and while one hand pinched her nipples, playing with her piercings, the other went between her legs, sliding a couple digits into her slick entrance.
"Oh L-Lyds! I'm so sensitive," Win breathed, whining as her wife overstimulated her.
"I know, but I told you I wouldn't stop until you were a complete mess," Lydia whispered in her ear, curling her fingers to reach her g-spot.
"You're so evil, I love it," Win whimpered, her toes curling as she came for a third time, this time harder than before, Lydia making her squirt, leaving a mess all over her fingers and the bedding.
"That's what I wanted to see," Lydia praised, taking Win in her arms and covering her in kisses. "How was that, baby?"
"I don't know if I've got anythin' left for th'boys," Win joked weakly, snuggling closer to her despite the mess.
"I'm sure you can find some energy in you," Lydia laughed, embracing her lovingly. "And even if you don't, I could take care of them..."
"But where's th'fun in that?" Win pouted, running her fingers up and down Lydia's arm.
"It's okay, we can stay here as long as you need to rest and replenish your energies," Lyddie brushed her nose against her wife's.
"I love you so much," Win sighed. "You said we didn't get t'cuddle enough th'first time, so let's make up for that."
"I love you too, baby," Lydia murmured. "It feels so good to know I won't have to say goodbye tonight."
"Same," Win agreed, getting comfortable, discreetly using some of Nathans' power to clean up the bedding so they could really relax.
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Diaz/Reynolds Family
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Sean Diaz- Sean Eduardo Diaz (born August 15, 2000), born to Esteban Diaz and Karen Reynolds, is the playable protagonist of Life is Strange 2. After witnessing a tragic incident that results in the deaths of his father, Esteban Diaz, and the police officer who took his life, Sean panics and decides to run away from his home in Seattle with his brother, Daniel Diaz. In fear of the police catching them, the brothers set out to find their father's hometown of Puerto Lobos, Mexico, all while trying to conceal the sudden emergence of Daniel's mysterious supernatural power.
Prior to his parents' separation, Sean often visited his maternal grandparents, Claire and Stephen Reynolds, at their home in Beaver Creek, where, at around six-years-old, he once broke a vase. Moreover, in 2006, Sean and his parents moved to a new home in Seattle. And sometime in between 2006 and 2007, Sean's parents had a second child, Daniel Diaz. Not too long after Daniel’s birth, Karen decided to completely cut ties and all contact with her husband and family after coming to the conclusion that she didn't want and wasn't meant to be a wife and a mother, leaving Esteban to raise their sons alone.
As a family, Sean, Daniel, and their father used travel around often and go on outdoor expeditions including skiing at Mt. Baker, kayaking at Wenatchee River, and hiking trips. The brothers used to have a babysitter named Andrew when they were younger, they mutually disliked him. When Sean was around thirteen years old, he broke his leg.
Sean’s childhood friend is Ellery Winchell, whom he used to play with robot toys together as kids. While attending their high school, Peacock High School, Sean and Ellery decided to join the track team. The two shared an interest in reading; over the summer of 2016, Ellery recommended Sean a novel entitled Chronicles of the Basilisk - Vol V: Siege Upon Moorkorn by Ariana Simard, which Sean eventually read and enjoyed.
That same summer, Sean found a job at a Z-Mart Superstore near his house as a cashier/sales associate; in his initial application, he mentioned that he had experience working with many different customers at Esteban's garage since he was 13. He took classes with his best friend, Lyla Park, whom he regularly joked around, skated, talked and attended parties with, one of which resulted in his first hangover. The two best friends also regularly attended gaming sessions with mutual friends Adam Barnes and Eric. Near the start of his junior year, Sean developed a crush on one of his classmates, Jenn Murphy, whom he began texting and talking to regularly after Lyla introduced the two.
Sean is marketed as being protective, sensitive, and creative. His creative side is shown through his drawings in a sketchbook his father had purchased, who likely encouraged Sean to start drawing. His protective side is most evident when Daniel is getting harassed by their neighbor, Brett Foster, for spilling zombie blood on his shirt. Sean can decide to protect his little brother by attacking Brett for cruelly insulting and bullying them. After he runs away from home with Daniel, Sean becomes even more protective of him on their journey to Puerto Lobos (Characters (season 2), 2018).
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Daniel Diaz- Daniel Felipe Diaz (born April 11, 2007), born to Esteban Diaz and Karen Reynolds, is the deuteragonist and younger brother of Sean Diaz in Life is Strange 2. He makes a quick appearance as a minor character in The Awesome Adventures of Captain Spirit.
Following a tragic incident where his father, Esteban Diaz, was killed by a police officer, Daniel and Sean are forced to run away from their home city. In fear of law enforcement coming after them, he and his brother flee and make a plan to head to their father's hometown in Puerto Lobos, Mexico. They do this all while trying their best to conceal Daniel's mysterious supernatural power.
He was raised alongside his brother in the suburbs of Seattle. Sometime within a year following his birth, Karen decided to cut ties with her Esteban and the kids to try and find fulfillment in her life, she wasn’t able to happily assume the role of wife and mother, leaving Esteban to raise their two sons alone.
As a kid, Daniel used to go on ski trips and hikes with his brother and father, as well as watch movies like “Top Gear” and “The Lord of the Rings” trilogy every Christmas with them. Up until the events of "Roads", he used to regularly play games like Minecraft on the family's home console with his friend, Noah. When they were younger, Daniel and Sean used to have a babysitter named Andrew, whom they both despised. In official marketing material, Daniel is described as being trusting, slightly mischievous, naive and curious. Not only does Daniel look up to older brother, but many of his behaviors are also directly influenced by Sean's actions, whether they are moral good ones or not. For example, in the game, if he sees Sean stealing, Daniel will steal a figurine from Brody's car. Daniel's faith, sense of hygiene, discipline, good manners, and trustworthiness also come from the examples his brother has set. In the game, he can either develop trust and respect for Sean and his authority or develop a rebellious and occasionally aggressive personality depending on Sean's behaviors and parenting choices. In Episode 4, in one of the Universal Uprising Church advertisements, Daniel is seen donning a blank expression, which contrasts to the upbeat and joyful Daniel we see in previous episodes. Moreover, in the Lone Wolf ending, the death of Sean caused Daniel to become a begrudged criminal, he was still heavily influenced by Sean’s teachings, however, and decides to spare a mugger he nearly made shoot himself with his powers (Characters (season 2), 2018).
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Antología de las mejores novelas policíacas, I (Editorial Acervo)
No hay duda de que la Antología de las mejores novelas policíacas publicada por Acervo es la mejor de todas las que se pueden encontrar en español. Pero esto no es tanto por su extensión (más de 6 mil páginas en 18 volúmenes) como por su contenido: además de autores reconocidos del género (Agatha Christie, John Dickson Carr, Ellery Queen, G. K. Chesterton, George Simenon) y de autores reconocidos ajenos al género que en alguna ocasión lo practicaron (Charles Dickens, Robert Louis Stevenson, Guy De Maupassant, William Faulkner, Roald Dah) se incluyen una gran cantidad de escritores que en su tiempo fueron relevantes pero que hoy en día son desconocidos incluso para los que nos gusta la literatura policíaca. Varios de ellos no los he visto publicados en ninguna otra parte, y como es probable que nunca vuelvan a editarse, lo más seguro es que solo se puedan leer aquí. También hay que decir que el nombre de la colección no corresponde del todo con el contenido, pues no son novelas (salvo algunas que podrían considerarse también cuentos largos) ni son todas policíacas. Es más bien una antología de los mejores cuentos de crimen y misterio en la que el terror también tiene bastante presencia.
Como he hecho en otras antologías, un par de palabras y una puntuación sobre cada cuento.
“Los asesinatos de la calle Morgue”, de Edgar Allan Poe
Infaltable en todas las antologías. Aun siendo el cuento que inauguró el género es bastante mejor (al menos en lo que corresponde a la escritura y a lo novedoso del argumento) que la mayoría de los que pueden leerse aquí, y eso demuestra lo superior que era Poe en comparación con los escritores que vendrían. 7/10
“El velo negro”, de Charles Dickens
Este es uno de los muchos ejemplos de cuentos que no corresponden al género policíaco propiamente tal. Corto y nada sorprendente, aunque sirve para darle variedad a la antología. 3.5/10
“La mano”, de Guy de Maupassant
Más terror que policíaco. Sencillo y efectivo. La explicación simple y racional, precisamente por ello, sorprende. 7/10
“El ritual de los Musgrave”, de Arthur Conan Doyle
Aunque fue escogido por Conan Doyle como uno de sus doce relatos favoritos, no sé por qué se prefirió incluir en este primer volumen por encima de otros que son más icónicos. En lo que respecta a mí, no me parece especialmente bueno. 5/10
“Las manos del señor Ottermore”, de Thomas Burke
Uno de los muchos escritores de misterio que en su tiempo fueron populares y que hoy en día duermen en el más absoluto olvido. Buscando información sobre él, leí que este cuento fue elegido en 1949 como el mejor cuento de misterio de todos los tiempos. Yo no creo que sea para tanto, pero es un buenísimo relato sobre un asesino en serie. 7/10
“Pisadas extrañas”, de G. K. Chesterton
Aunque Chesterton es evidentemente superior a la mayoría de los escritores policíacos, este cuento en particular no es ni de lejos uno de sus mejores. Eso sí, su característico uso de una simpleza ingeniosamente tratada no está ausente. 5.5/10
“La caída de Mr. Reader”, de Edgar Wallace
Teniendo tantos cuentos buenos vinieron a poner uno tan malo como este. 3.5/10
“Villa filomena”, de Agatha Christie
Sorprende un poco la diferencia entre su faceta de novelista y de cuentista. No es que la mayoría de sus relatos sean increíblemente buenos, pero este en particular es malo. 3.5/10
“El juez corrobora”, de J. S. Fletcher
El hecho de que lo tuve que volver a leer ahora para acordarme de qué trataba demuestra lo olvidable que es este cuento. Verdaderamente lamentable. 2.5/10
“Sangre de actor”, de Ben Hecht
Por muy reconocido guionista y director de cine que fuera el autor, no se puede decir otra cosa si no que este cuento es insoportablemente aburrido. 4/10
“El cuadro de Greuze”, Freeman Wills Crofts
Gran autor de misterio. Este relato es bastante predecible, pero genera intriga y es entretenido. 6/10
“El hombre de los dos sacos”, E. Phillips Oppenheim
La resolución de este cuento es la menos ingeniosa que podía haber habido. Es un cuento absolutamente obviable. 2.5/10
“¿Sigue mi camino?”, de George Harmon Coxe
Bonito. Algo novedoso en el escenario. Bien escrito. 6.5/10
“El simulador”, de Stuart Palmer
Título no muy bien escogido. Ni muy bueno ni muy malo. 5/10
“El caballero de París”, de John Dickson Carr
Uno de sus habituales misterios históricos, que, si bien no es el mejor, es agradable de leer. La inclusión del conocido escritor al final del libro es un inesperado detalle. 6/10
“¿Bajo pena de muerte?”, de George Simenon
Con la mitad de las páginas habría estado todavía mejor, pero es un cuento entretenido e intrigante. 6.5/10
“Las dos botellas de salsa”, de Lord Dunsany
Terminar un cuento con los ojos abiertos y las cejas levantadas es un buen indicio. 6.5/10
“La aventura del acróbata”, de Ellery Queen
De los autores de cuentos policíacos que permiten ser deducidos, Queen es una elección a la segura. Entretenido. 6/10
“Crimen imperfecto”, de I. Covarrubias
Un cuento cortito puede permitirse no ser bueno. 4/10
“Gay Falcon’’, de Michael Arlen
Cuento con acción y dramatismo. Conforme avanza se vuelve mejor, hasta terminar siendo relativamente entretenido 5.5/10
“El asesino viaja en el mismo tren”, de David Savage
Me gustan los cuentos ambientados en trenes, pero este en particular es bastante malo. La clave del enigma es de una obviedad impresionante. 4/10
“Los cuatro amigos del doctor”, George Joseph
Tan cortito como el de Covarrubias, pero algo menos malo. Cumple con lo justo. 4.5/10
“Papá Benjamín”, de William Irish (Cornell Woolrich)
Este cuento es un poco extraño para lo que acostumbraba Cornell Woolrich (más bien para lo que he leído de él), y quizá por eso mismo me gustó. De todos modos, creo que tiene demasiadas páginas para lo que podía dar. 5.5/10
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Sean Ellery, Gotham Girls
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Gondola Flight Path
Released 19.04.2023
Pocket Pavilions-Gondolas Traversing Lofty Peaks K. Leimer-From One To Ten The British Stereo Collective-Death on the Launchpad Tonto's Expanding Head Band-Bittersweet Robson Jorge, Lincoln Olivetti-Eva log(m) & Laraaji-Sunken Forest Albin-Morgonrus Binaural Space-Middle-aged Sleuth Golden Bug, In Fields-La Main Jaune The New Honey Shade-Oganesson Cavern of Anti-Matter-Metric 36 Studio Kosmische-Nano Problemo MODEL ALPHA-Weaving Patterns Sensations' Fix-Overflowing Ashtrays Uncle Fido-They Discover a Secret Moon Mullins-Blue Mantilla Mark Ellery Griffiths-Abandoned Artifacts Cult48-The Day The Clouds Collapsed Sean Bechhofer-Sechs XIV;Blackout Secret Circuit-Wild Flights Pocket Pavilions-Gondolas Traversing Lofty Peaks
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