#valencia my home city

[proud-spaniard]

Valencia, Spain. Iglesia de la Virgen del Carmen.

[aroaceofthesea]

I just saw that in my music school they are doing a food collection for the affected by the DANA and they were asking specifically about gluten free food and wow I was thinking about it and it must be so hard for people with allergies, food is already scarce there, I can't imagine having to also see if you can actually eat that and so many times the answer is just no

[jackredfieldwasmyjacob]

i have become acutely aware of the fact that in a bit over a month i will travel to italy to excavate for two weeks and so i've been looking flights and buses and everything and of course there's been complications, especially in the return flight. it seems i will have to stay a full day in bari and i will return home on the day of my sister's birthday. lol.

[rowanhoney]

turns out! Going on walks is incredible for your mental health!

[banj0possum]

All You Need

Yandere! Bodyguard x Gn Reader

CW: obsessive behavior, minor stalking

i changed his name, his old name was doo doo, it was but a trick of the light

IM CHANGING HIS NAME AGAI-

♠️ Never before would you have ever considered hiring a bodyguard, you could defend yourself on your own just fine, but with all your rival manufacturers trying to get you out of the competition with assassinations and attempted kidnappings, you had no choice.

♠️ Feelings were a very rare thing for Baron, and he was fine with it, after all, emotions weren't a very helpful thing to have when your job is to kill people. There was no room for soft, sappy things like that when you lived in his side of the city.

♠️ But his cold and empty demeanor was somehow broken through the moment he saw you.

♠️ The smile you had on your face pierced his heart like cupid's arrow, it was like love at first sight for him.

♠️ He was just getting some rest after a particularly stressful job at a nearby bar when he heard the sweetest laughter from across the room.

♠️ There you were, the most beautiful person he's ever laid eyes upon. You were sitting with some other people, talking and drinking together like all the other patrons, but you stood out to him like a precious gem amongst stone.

♠️ It seemed as if the world slowed down when your eyes briefly met his.

♠️ He would now frequent that bar, learning what you like to order, when you get there and who you'd be with.

♠️ He's never talked to you, or even interacted with you in any way, but the feelings he had for you couldn't be denied. You're just too adorable!!

♠️ Through his connections, he found out you were a big name in weapons design. Unique and beautifully deadly instruments of death were created by your hands. Is it weird he finds that hot?

♠️ He'd start off making anonymous orders for weapons to you, it was normal to get one that was unnamed, so you thought nothing of it.

♠️ When he got his order, an intricately designed dagger, he couldn't bring himself to use it on anyone. This is a gift from his kind and talented darling! He couldn't just stab it into someone's chest like any other knife!

♠️ Yes, he has a little shrine of you.

♠️ When he heard you were hiring for a bodyguard, he was ecstatic! Finally, he can be with you for real! He had to stop himself from giggling like a little girl in front of his colleagues.

♠️ He applied for the job and immediately was given instructions to your address, he read it over and over again until it was engraved into his mind.

♠️ "Tomorrow, 5pm. 93 Lebberside Ave. Door with the hummingbird symbol on it in the alley. Do not be late."

♠️ When he arrived at the location, his heart was pounding under his cold expression. He knocked on the door and heard a muffled crash from inside with a small "Shit!" before the sound of multiple clicks of locks followed.

♠️ You pulled the door open and looked up at the man with dark eyes.

♠️ "Are you the applicant?"

♠️ "Y-yes.." God he stuttered, he hoped you couldn't see his flushed face.

♠️ "Good, come in." You pulled him in and swiftly locked the door again.

♠️ He looks around and it looked like a normal home, albeit a little cluttered. Boxes of files and paper were almost everywhere with takeout boxes and noodle cups on every surface of the house. Looks like you've been piled with work for a long time, poor thing, you really need him to take care of you don't you?

♠️ He sits down on the couch across from the little bean bag you were sitting on while reading a file you grabbed from the coffee table, god you're adorable..

♠️ "So you're..?"

♠️ "Baron..Baron Valencia.."

♠️ "Baron..."

♠️ Oh god say his name again please plea-

♠️ "Hm..your file's pretty good..and you don't have any recent dealings with my competitors? Interesting, looks like you have a good eye for quality weaponry huh?" You smile at his file before looking at him with fox eyes. The things he'd let you do to him...

♠️ "I just took a liking to your model's, they're more convenient and useful than others.." He says with a straight face.

♠️ You chuckle and ask him a few more questions before eventually moving on to small talk, he relished in the time you two spent together laughing at past experiences and jokes, it was like he's known you forever, it took every muscle in his body just to stop himself from smiling too much.

♠️ Eventually, you got up and patted his lap, putting down the file. "Well, Mr. Valencia, you're hired!" You say with a smile, the same smile that melted his heart the first time he saw you.

♠️ "Really?! I-I mean- thank you..Boss.."

♠️ He regains his calm composure after letting his voice go a little too high for his liking, any embarrassment he would've had in that situation was replaced with a warm, tingly feeling as you placed a hand on his shoulder, giggling.

♠️ After that, he'd watch you like a hawk, always being by your side ready to protect you, even if you’re just at home. You never know when someone will try to hurt you!

♠️ He'd be looming over you, giving any poor soul trying to talk to you a death stare until you introduced them as friends of yours, he's a giant guard dog basically.

♠️ His stoic expression would persist even when you make small talk with him all the time so casually. It was like he wasn't even your bodyguard sometimes, just a friend you were hanging out with.

♠️ He wasn't all intimidating and cold, he was also very concerned for your health...all the time, and can you blame him? You've been living off of takeout and instant noodles for months!

♠️ "Boss, I think you should eat a proper dinner and not fastfood again, I'll cook for you."

♠️ "Your work can wait, Boss. I'm sure your client can wait another day, please, you look tired."

♠️ It's all part of being your bodyguard! He has to keep you safe and healthy! He'd be happy to move in so he can protect you 24/7 if you'd let him.

♠️ He'd offer to help you clean your living space a little too, since you're so busy and all with work, he might as well make life easier for you. You said yes to get him to stop pestering you about it and when you came back to the living room, all the clutter and empty food containers were gone..as well as a few of your clothes..I guess he put them away as well, how nice of him.

♠️ If you confront him about this, he'd deny it all flushed in between stutters.

♠️ "Well Baron, it sounds to me like you want to be my househusband more than a bodyguard with all your offers for looking after me and such."

♠️ "Wh- Me? N-no! I'd never! I-I mean unless you'd want that..Not that I'm saying I want to! But well uhm- I-if you uh..uhm..I'll leave you alone to work..."

♠️ On days off a.k.a. days you forced him to take a break from taking care of you to get a bit of breathing space for yourself, he'd stalk your social medias or flat out stalk you. A true bodyguard never stops protecting their boss! He just wants to watch over you!

♠️ On the rare occasions that you're too deep in work and not getting a blink of sleep, he'd use his strong arms to pull you into bed and force you to rest. It wasn't long before he heard you softly snoring in his arms, you were exhausted from long days of working and delivering orders and evading taxes and such, no wonder you went out like a light.

♠️ He looked down at you as he sighed lovingly, placing a kiss on your head, whispering a soft "Goodnight, cariño.." Before drifting off to sleep himself.

♠️ "..Goodnight Baron.."

♠️ "B-Boss! Y-you heard that?!"

[apricior]

actually, i'm tired of being nice about this.

for the past week, a terrible cold front has been affecting different parts of spain, especially valencia, where +200 people have died and +2000 are still missing.

for the past week, people have been trying to find ways to help those affected, either by going to the affected areas to help or by donating food, clothes and other resources, even though it keeps raining.

for the past couple of days, i've received daily emergency alarms on my phone telling me to stay at home because of the risk of flood, and today schools and universities have closed to avoid unnecessary risks

people are losing power, their cars, their homes, their loved ones, streets are flooded and filled with mud. this morning the storm was so strong here that the power went out in my entire building and in a lot of areas of the city. trains aren't working, some subway stations are flooded, i have been hearing sirens all day and thinking that i'm lucky for getting to stay in the safety of my home

and then i go online, especially on tumblr, and… nothing. nobody is talking about it, nobody is sharing fundraisers. i only see spaniards talking about it, and even then, most posts don't reach 400 notes.

this is one of the clearest signs of climate change we've seen recently, why is nobody talking about it? it seems like tragedies are only tragedies when they happen in a small handful of countries, and we are, unfortunately, not one of them. but we're more than a vacation destination, we're more than a place with good weather and cheap alcohol. we people deserve protection and safety. we deserve more than global silence

news articles you can read about this:

bbc, 3cat 1 and 2 (if you catalan or want to see pictures/videos of the effects), rtve (if you speak spanish or want to see more pictures/videos of the effects)

[cl6teen]

˖ ࣪ . 🦢 ࿐ ♡ ˚ . cariño , cs55

in which her younger brother’s big move to madrid lands her a relationship with a certain ferrari driver <3

social media au ⍟ carlos sainz x fem!bellingham!reader

warnings: none!! goes from partial soft launch to hard launch

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y/nbellingham to my best friends and brothers, congratulations ❤️

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judebellingham grateful to have you by our side ❤️

jobebellingham best biggest fan ever

bsfsinstagram madrid time !!

y/nbellingham new city unlocked

bhamfan does this mean we get real madrid vlogs now?

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judesunknowngf y/n’s support for her brothers is so sweet how could you not like her???

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carlossainz55 nada es mejor que el hogar 🇪🇸 (nothing is better than home)

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charles_leclerc don’t have too much fun over the break mate!

luv4sainz these photos are too lana coded for my liking

1655ferrari no bc these were def taken by a woman

landonorris the black and white filter makes this look like a memorial, fly high 🕊️

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user liked by jude??? my prayers are being answered, s/o that twitter user for manifesting

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y/nbellingham enamorada de la vida (in love with life)

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bsfsinstagram the madrid glow is different and it’s beautiful on you

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judebellingham you’re not great at football

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y/nbellingham we were playing in the sand shut up!

user the bellinghams definitely met carlos at the madrid game and i am not mad about it at all

user photo dump for the soul ofc but where is the madrid vlogggg 😩

y/nbellingham it’s coming very soon my love!

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y/nbellingham i’ve been getting my spanish in (ft. jude fit pic)

📌 valencia, spain

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bsfsinstagram i’m missing my photo creds for two of these pictures missy.

judebellingham ❤️‍🔥

carlossainz55 you need to work on pronounciation but it’s getting there

y/nbellingham you just speak too fast i’m doing well

user who is that in the last photo ???

y/nbellingham nobody 🤭

user is that carlos??!!!

y/nbellingham haha carlos is my spanish teacher

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1655ferrari IM SO PROUDDD!!!

charles_leclerc your good luck charm worked mate 😉

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user i literally cried watching him win im so happy

saintsainz no way i manifested jude on the paddock and then carlos winning 😭😭

y/nbellingham p1 suits you 🥰

carlossainz55 you suit me

luv4sainz WAIT HUH???

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y/nbellingham i never actually said he was just my spanish teacher…

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carlossainz55 mi cariño ❤️

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y/nbellingham mi hombre favorito 💕

[holdmytesseract]

Birthday Magic

Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader

Summary: Everybody around you tends to forget your birthday, because of all the Christmas trouble. Except Loki, of course...

Warnings: none, except a tiny bit of suggestive smut (Blink and you'll miss it.), fluuuuff

Word Count: 1,9k

a/n: This fluffy lil' oneshot is a part of @fictive-sl0th 's Secret Santa Event! 🎅🏻🎁 I had the honour to write mine for @give-me-a-moose ! 🤗 I really hope you like this! 🥰 And happy belated birthday! 💚

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divider by the lovely @jiyaxedits <3

Yawning, you stretched and opened your eyes; blinking, before you reached over to turn off your alarm clock. The winter sun shone through the big French doors of your bedroom. You immediately saw that it had snowed over night; a white blanket covering New York City. It was beautiful - and yet was a certain sadness overshadowing the wonders of winter...

You sighed and rolled out of bed; finding a little note on your bedside table - like every day. Even when Loki was on a mission, the note appeared on your night-stand magically.

'Good morning, angel. Have a great day. I love you. x'

Your boyfriend's words made you smile at least a little bit, until realisation hit you. He didn't remember. Of course he didn't remember. Nobody ever does.

You hung your head; trying to suppress the upcoming tears. Today was your birthday, but since it was December and Christmas in not even two weeks, hardly anyone remembered your birthday. Everyone was just too caught up in the preparations for the holidays. And as sad as it sounded... You got used to it. Perhaps that was the reason why you stopped telling people about your birthday.

With another sigh, you made your way into the kitchen to eat a little something for breakfast. Then you got ready, put on your winter coat, boots and beanie and went to work.

Luckily, it was at least a normal day at the office. The regular every-day madness. You quickly got all the things done on your to-do list and were even able to call it a day one hour earlier than usual. After saying goodbye to your co-workers, you took the subway and headed back home. On your way, you got a chocolate cupcake - a little something for yourself to celebrate your birthday. You could already picture it... You, the cupcake, decorated with a single candle and a big glass of alcohol. Perfect.

Sighing, you turned the key in the lock of your apartment on the 5th floor. You absolutely had zero expectations of today and expected not the slightest thing to happen. Therefore, you were more than just surprised, when you walked inside a literal pool out of balloons, birthday decorations and... confetti? You frowned; thinking out loud. "What...?"

You weren't able to finish your thoughts, when suddenly Loki jumped around the corner. "Surprise, my love!" He wore the biggest smile on his face - and a party hat on his head. "And the happiest of birthdays to my ray of sunshine!"

You blinked; felt like a deer caught in the headlights. It was beyond your wildest dream. Never ever surprised you somebody on your birthday like Loki just did. Sure, your parents did, back when you were a child, but... Late teens and early adult years? Nope.

"L-Loki? I-I... What... What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be o-on a mission?" You stammered out; trying to grasp this. Your boyfriend was still smiling like a Cheshire cat. "Of course not, darling. It was just a little white lie, so that I was able to set this up while you're at work." Then his smile faltered a little. "Do you not... like it?"

You could've cried then and there out of happiness.

"What? No! No! I do like it! Gods, I love it! It's been years since the last time somebody surprised me on my birthday like this!" You couldn't help yourself but to jump into his arms; wrapping your legs around his waist. "Thank you. Thank you so much, baby." Loki chuckled; his big hand stroking your back in a reassuring, loving manner. "I-I thought you forgot my birthday... Just like everyone else and-" "Darling..." Loki interrupted you immediately. "I could never forget the birthday of the person I love the most in all the nine realms - and especially not the first birthday we are about to share together."

A few tears ran down your cheeks. Tears of happiness. "You're the best." A low chuckle rumbled through your boyfriend's chest again, before he gave you a wink, "I know." and a smile. "And this..." He gestured around the hallway. "This is only the beginning."

Loki didn't exaggerate when he said that this was only the beginning. Oh no... After he had carried you through the sea of balloons into the kitchen, he showed you the cake he had baked for you. You were absolutely thrilled of course, and it tasted delicious. You blew out the candles and ate a big slice, just like Loki.

After that, he told you to wrap yourself up in warm clothes, because you were going outside. And again, you weren't in the slightest prepared. You wouldn't have thought that Loki rented the ice rink only for the two of you... For as long as you wanted.

"Loki, are you... Are you insane?" You laughed; not believing what was happening right now. The god just laughed and tied the laces of his ice skates, "Insanely in love, perhaps." before he glided gracefully on the ice rink. "Are you joining me now, my love?" He asked with a mischievous smirk, while he skated like the ice prince he was past you. You smiled brightly and quickly exchanged your boots with ice skates.

After you and Loki have been enjoying yourselves on the ice rink; making races and even tried to 'dance' to the music playing in the background together, you went back to your apartment. Cold and with frozen toes, but happy.

"I think I need a hot shower now," you said; feeling the goosebumps on your skin. "You do just that, darling." "Won't you join me?" You asked suggestively; wagging your eyebrows. Loki chuckled. "I'd love to, but I have a few more things to organise. I'll see you later. Take all the time you need." He pressed a sweet kiss on your lips and left you alone to shower. You were slightly sad that Loki wasn't going to join you, but you were also super excited. This birthday was already the best you ever had. What would be able to top that?

Wallowing in the memories of the wonderful hours you already spent with Loki today, you showered and stepped thirty minutes later out of the bathroom. To your surprise was your apartment immersed in darkness - and your boyfriend vanished.

"Loki?" You hesitatingly called down the hall, but received no answer. "Where is he?" you mumbled to yourself; making your way to the bedroom. Arrived there, you switched on the lights and immediately saw a large, thin box laying on the soft mattress. Frowning, you approached the bed. A note was laying on top of it, on which you could clearly make out Loki's handwriting.

'I hope this dress is worthy of the goddess who is going to wear it. You will be awaited downstairs at eight o'clock.'

Your heart almost stopped at his words. A big smile formed on your face. Biting your lip, you carefully opened the box - only to find a beautiful emerald green dress inside it. It was so stunningly beautiful, it took your breath away. With wide eyes, you lifted it out of the box; gasping. "Oh he can't be serious... He can't..." You let your eyes roam the fabric. "Wow..." You breathed in awe, then squealed; excitedly getting ready and dressed. The dress fitted you perfectly; molded against your dips and curves.

Five minutes before the clock stroke eight o'clock, you made your way downstairs. Excitement and nervousness coursed through your body. You couldn't wait to see what Loki had planned.

When you stepped out of the main door to the rather small building you lived in, you felt your breath catch in your throat - again.

Loki was standing on the sidewalk, in front of a black limousine; dressed in a green velvet suit with a black dress shirt and bow tie. A bouquet of black roses was in his right hand; his other stuffed in his trousers pocket and a bright smile on his face.

He looked devastatingly handsome.

You felt like fainting and crying out of happiness at the same time.

"There you are, my love." He said in a happy voice; "You look ravishing." giving you that smouldering look. You blushed. "T-Thank you. You look handsome, t-too." The god softly shook his head; causing his long raven curls to sway. "Not remotely as beautiful as you look."

He then stepped closer; gave you a soft kiss and handed you the bouquet of roses. "T-Thank you. For everything. For the cake, the ice skating, the dress, the roses..." Loki only chuckled; placing a hand on the small of your back and leading you towards the limousine. "Like I said, darling... It's only the beginning. We are not finished yet." Mischief twinkled in his beautiful blue orbs, as he opened the car door for you.

"After you, my goddess."

You blushed even more and sat in the car.

A fifteen minute car ride later, you stopped in front of one of the finest, noblest restaurants in whole New York City. Once more, your jaw dropped. "No, Loki... You... You are kidding me, right?" Your boyfriend chuckled; shaking his head "I'm not." "B-But Loki, this... This is way too expensive! I-I don't deserve this, I-" He interrupted you by taking your hand in his and placing a soft kiss upon your knuckles. "You, my love, deserve the world. Especially on the day you were born."

He led you inside the fancy restaurant then, to a table he had reserved for the both of you.

The time you spent there with Loki was splendid - just like the food. It had been quite a while since you ate so good. Especially at a restaurant. The ambience was lovely and the waiters absolutely kind and friendly. You enjoyed the talks with Loki, the glasses of wine and also the soft jazz music in the background.

After the dinner, the limousine took you and Loki back home.

"Thank you for this wonderful day, baby. I didn't have such a wonderful birthday in years. Thank you for thinking of me and giving me all this. And especially... Thank you for your love." Loki smiled and embraced you; gently, lovingly swaying you from side to side. It almost felt like you were dancing.

"You don't have to thank me for that, my love. It goes without saying. I love you - and my purpose is to make and see you happy. Oh, which reminds me of something... Your actual birthday present..." Your eyes widened once again. "No, Loki, stop you've given me enough..." Loki shook his head; still smiling. "It's not a physical present."

Now you were confused. Something the god noticed immediately.

Loki took both your hands in his. "Your birthday present is a trip to Asgard."

You stared at Loki; speechless. "W-What?" He just smiled. "I know that you always wanted to go there; see my home and... I... I think I'm ready to go back with you and show you everything you wish to see." "R-Really?" He nodded. "Really."

Tears formed in your eyes. The realisation hitting you that Loki was willing and ready to open up the doors to his past for you was touching you deeply. "Thank you. Thank you for trusting me this much, I- Wow, I... I love you."

Loki smiled. A gentle hand caressed your cheek and wiping your tears of happiness away. "I love you too."

You couldn't help but to stand on your tiptoes and kiss the god.

"This is the best birthday ever!"

[maxsimagination]

𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 - 𝗺.𝗹𝗲𝗼𝗻

summary: moving from germany to spain is no easy feat, but luckily yn has frido and mapi to help

-> ingrid and mapi aren’t together for this, and never were

-> i apologise if any of the translations are wrong

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𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗘 𝗙𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠 bayern to barcelona felt like it was insanely long, but really it was only two hours.

i got bored super easily and had no one to talk to for the time we were in the air. i was moving from bayern munich to barcelona, which was a big change for me.

i knew i wouldn't have a language barrier because i knew spanish but it was like moving schools. i have to learn a new city, where everything is and how to get places. and that not even including meeting new people.

i was a very social person, i loved to have company but that didn't stop me from being nervous when i had to make new friends or talk to people i'd never met before. and it didn't help that my new teammates were some of the best players in the world.

we got into the airport at 12:05 pm barcelona time and i ordered a taxi to my new apartment. it wasn't that far from the home stadium that i'd training at when i officially started at the club, maybe a 10 minute walk.

but first i had planned a trip to one of their home games to see what exactly i was getting into. their first game of the season was tomorrow night; the same stadium i lived by, and it was against valencia.

i wouldn't lie, i'm excited to see the players, especially knowing that frido plays here now. she was at the club for two years from 2017 to 2019 and we talked a lot when she was there. she moved to wolfsburg and then barcelona, so this was the first time i'd seen her properly in a couple of years.

the stadium was packed for the first game of the season, majority of the fans dressed in barcelona jerseys and waving flags around. it was exciting to see and think about the prospect that these fans would be cheering me on in a couple of weeks.

barcelona won that game, 6-0 with two own goals scored from valencia. i made my way down to the rail where i saw frido signing shirts. i waited until she was close enough and called out to her, she looked up and spotted me, her eyes widening.

"yn! what are you doing here?"

"here to see you, and meet my new teammates. care to introduce me?" i nodded over to where some other barca players were chatting.

she grinned, obviously putting the pieces together and understanding that i was moving to her team.

"absolutely. come down here."

she reached up to where i was and lifted me over the barrier. she signed a couple more things and took some photos before we walked to her friends. i knew they were staring at me the second frido lifted me on to the field.

"ale! mapi, irene, ingrid! i'd like you to meet someone."

they all turned to me, the four pairs of eyes boring into me. i threw on a smile and held out my hand to each of them.

"nice to meet you, i'm yn yln."

the shorter girl from the group perked up when i said my name.

“¿como yn del bayern munich?” (like yn from bayern munich?)

“la única. mapi leon, ¿verdad?” (the one and only. mapi leon, right?)

she nodded and i grinned, she looked slightly taken aback that i could understand and speak fluent spanish. the other three introduced themselves then.

"yn is joining us in a couple of weeks. she's moved from bayern to barca, a german international."

"thankyou frido, for the introduction. and yes i can speak spanish."

it was a great way to meet some of the team before my first training with them in two weeks.

the time went by quickly from when i first arrived in barca and then officially starting at the club, but i was excited to see the girls again and meet the rest of them. i walked down to the grounds and met frido out the front.

we walked to the changing rooms where i dropped my bag off and grabbed my cleats. then we walked out to field and over to the covered gym they had. the coach, jonatan met us there and introduced himself, before announcing to the whole team who i was and that i was joining the team.

mapi and alexia came up to us and welcomed me back, mapi practically bounced her way over and gave me a hug while ale was more relaxed.

we got straight into gym then finishing with some mini games between the players.

——

it had been a week since i was at barca, i was settling in nicely and really enjoying my time here. all the girls were lovely but i was especially close with frido, because we knew each other previously, and mapi, who had become very close over the time i'd been there.

we had a 'team bonding' event tonight as lucy liked to call it. her and kie were hosting it at their place and it was basically a night were the whole team comes and spends time together doing anything and everything.

mapi had offered to pick me up and i gladly accepted, becoming quite fond of the short spanish woman.

it was now the evening and i had grabbed my pre packed bag and phone and rushed downstairs and out the door to where mapi was waiting in her car.

lucy informed me that most girls left before it got too late but i was welcome to stay the night if i wanted to, so my bag was fully prepared if i did stay the night. i joined mapi in her car and she drove us to lucy and kies house.

almost the whole team was already there when we arrived, some turned up early to help lucy and kie prepare for twenty-two 'kids' running around their house.

"hola chicas!" (hello girls!) mapi burst through the door with me right behind her. she was always full of energy and i loved it. the team matched her energy and cheered when she made her entrance.

it was such a great vibe for the evening, with lucy and kie already ordering a bunch of food that we could eat for dinner. there was a list of movies that we voted on and ended up putting on some random disney movie.

by the time the movie was nearing the end which was only a couple of hours later, some of the girls were packing up their things to leave and go to their own homes. however me and mapi were still on a couch in the living room.

at some point in the film i'd gotten a bit tired and cuddled into mapi. i think the spanish woman had a heart attack because she didn't move for a bit, until i looked at her and smiled.

we spent the rest of the movie like that, cuddled into each other.

lucy and kie had retired to their own room, leaving the rest of the girls who were staying to make themselves comfortable. mapi and i stayed on the couch along with ona who was fast asleep. i think i had gotten real tired right at the end and shut my eyes for a bit.

i hadn't fully fallen asleep yet and could still hear things, it was more of a lucid dream state.

however my acting must have fooled mapi because she brushed my hair out of my eyes and slightly caressed my face. i made no move to stop

her as she spoke soft spanish to my 'sleeping' form.

"god you look so pretty, mi corazón." (my heart)

i heard her, loud and clear, although they were the last words i'd hear for the night. i fell asleep then and didn't remember much else.

——

lucy dropped me back home the next morning, since mapi was still asleep. i didn't want to wake her and lucy was already up so i left mapi a note and grabbed my stuff. once i was home, the only words flowing through my mind being mapi's words from last night.

it made me think of how close we had become during the time i'd been with the club, which was not a lot. however mapi made it seem like we'd easily known each other for years. i admired the shorter spanish woman and i knew that what we had was slowly changing from friends to something more.

i walked down to training the next day, fully prepared to talk to mapi.

after everyone had gone through training, i pulled mapi over, asking if she wanted to go out for coffee. she agreed and volunteered her car, simply because i didn't have one yet.

we were at a little cafe in the city, just sipping on our drinks when i decided i'd stalled for long enough.

"so, did i look pretty while i slept at lucy's, mi corazón?" (my heart)

my eyes were trained on her face the entire time, not wanting to miss her reaction. she immediately looked to me, eyes slightly widened and a somewhat shocked expression on her face.

"you thought i was asleep, didn't you?" i was now fully grinning with a mischievous glint in my eye.

"i can explain." she seemed extremely nervous, although she had no reason to be. i wasn't mad or angry or upset, i just thought it was funny how this turned out.

"yn, ilikeyoumorethanfriends." she rushed it out, although i had an idea of what she said.

"slow down, maria, i don't speak gibberish." she blushed when i said her first name.

"i like you more than friends, yn."

"much better."

mapi didn't respond, only sat looking at me for a bit longer.

"that's it? you're not saying anything?" she almost looked offended, like it was criminal not to like her back.

"well maria, you're in luck. i like you more than friends too."

[diezmil10000]

i drew furirin with ruby and airi because she came to my city and i was able to meet her in person 🥰💜 she was very kind to all of us and did an amazing performance of her solo songs!! DAISUKI

i have a video of her singing Yuuki wa doko ni? Kimi no mune ni! with love live fans at the event she came to, Japan Weekend Valencia ✨💞 i cry everytime i rewatch it because she trusted that we would sing the "datte~ kyou wa~" part and let us do it (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠)

she said that it was her favorite love live song to perform and she also said that the aqourainbow in LA was her most precious memory as an aqours member 🥲🥺 yuukimi is my favorite song as well and it was my birthday so i was losing my mind... i'll carve this moment into my heart...

then someone asked her to reenact the "sexy home tutor" bit and SHE DID!!?!?!???? SHE WAS SO SURPRISED THAT WE KNEW ABOUT IT AT THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD 😭😭😭 top 1 unbelievable moments fr she's the best. i posted it on twitter, sorry, tumblr doesn't let me upload more than one video per post.

both videos were recorded by a couple of friends btw!! she also sang the intro of Cotton Candy Ei Ei Oh but it was during the sound test before the concert so there's no video of that </3 kudos to a friend of mine too for asking her to do it.

all of this was during the Q&A, but the whole day was one of the best experiences of my life. i was barely a couple of meters away from her during the events onstage, she wished me a happy birthday in spanish and then she remembered about me when i gave her this drawing later that day (she was signing merch and talking to the fans) 🥺😭💞

she genuinely seemed very happy to know that so many people were love live and proseka fans. we did the "ganbaruby" and "zero kara ichi he~ aqours... sunshine!!" with her and it felt like a real event with everyone's hearts connected... she took her time to listen to our individual thoughts during the fansign and tried to compliment everyone :') me and my friends were crying so much we could barely speak after talking to her.

this was her first time in europe and she said that she loved the city and the food and the beach 💙 the translator she had was also very nice and they both looked like they were having fun. i hope someday other aqours members come to europe, many people from other countries came here just to see her and i would have done that too!!

[drawingdroid]

Melting Point: Chapter V

A Sculptor Din Djarin x Art PhD Reader Series

Read Prologue | Series Masterlist

Chapter V: The Teacher/Alloy

Summary: After the accident, Din is not able to work for a while. He will lose the opportunity at the museum if he can't deliver the pieces. Would you step up and help him?

Words: 2356

Warnings: This is a slow burn, you've been warned!; a lot of talking about Art and PhD life; Reader is not Grogu's nanny but this is very Grogucentric if that makes sense; And Reader is Din's employee too; Very grumpy and antisocial Mando; Grogu is human but the only thing described are his eyes; Reader appearance is left blank; Age gap of 10-15 years; Fluff fluff fluff

A/N: Their relationship is finally blooming folks! Don't worry, we'll get there. Even to the smut! For the moment, I hope you enjoy this shorter chapter. Writing has been a big distraction from the horror of the terrible catastrophe in my city Valencia. I'm so touched because Pedro himself used his platform to speak about us. He's just the best.

Karga visited the next day of the accident with the kid.

“Are those flowers for me, Grogu?” Din asked, his face softened at the sight of his son hiding behind a massive bouquet.

“He chose ‘em for you!” Karga explained, hugging you as a greeting. “How’re you doing sweetheart?” he asked leaving his hand on your shoulder. 

From the corner of your eye, you saw how the toddler climbed the bed to be embraced by his dad.

“Thank you, kid, I’m sorry I couldn’t make it last night.” Din caressed his son’s little head. “Did you have fun at your sleepover with Winta?”

Grogu chirped and started signing some words. Your eyes opened in awe. So the little one could speak sign language! You made a mental note to learn the most common words.

“You haven’t been home yet, have you sweetheart,” of course Karga noticed at the mess your hair was and the wrinkled clothes. “Go home, have a shower, I’ll stay with him.”

You doubted for a moment, but after all your back was aching from sleeping on the couch and you could use a hot shower. Din was in good hands with Karga.

“Okay, but I’ll come back in the evening.” You couldn’t allow Din to eat the horrible hospital food, so you thought of bringing him some frozen homemade soup you had back in your place.

You said goodbye to your boss and kissed Grogu’s head.

“Karga,” you whispered before leaving, “don’t be too hard on him.” With the approaching deadline, his injury would be a big nuisance. 

Greef looked surprised but smirked knowingly. “You really care about him, don’t you?”

For a moment you panicked, suspecting Karga knew of your little crush. Were you that obvious? Probably, yes. You had stayed next to him like a lost puppy. You shook your head and left the room, leaving him wandering.

After a much-needed shower, you returned to the hospital with a soup container.

It was already dark and the hospital seemed quiet. Din was on the 4th floor, so you had to share an awkward silence with some of the personnel.

“Hi, I’m back,” you closed the door behind you and left the container on the table. He was alone, it looked like Karga and Grogu had left. Your boss didn’t look at you. He seemed deep in thought, reading glasses on the tip of his nose. You recognised the notebook he used for taking notes. “Are you really working right now Din?”

When he heard his name, he finally lifted his gaze. His expression was gloomy behind the glasses.

“Why are you here?” his raspy voice froze you. His question hit like an ice arrow.

Din removed his reading glasses, leaving them on the bedside table.

“I had some leftover soup at home and…” your cheeks started to feel warm.

“Why are you really here.” His gaze looked hard as beskar. For a moment you panicked wondering if he knew about your crush. “Are you that afraid of losing your job? You don’t have to make extra hours playin’ nurse y’know.”

Your eyes started to moisten. You didn’t understand why he was being so cruel to you.

“Is it that hard to believe that I genuinely care for you?” you said on the verge of tears. “I was so scared when I found you in the bathroom, Din”

He clenched his jaw and looked away. “I’m ok now. I’m sorry you had to see that.”

“You’re not ok. And you can tell me what’s in your mind, y’know.” You’d want to tell him a lot of things, that he could count on you, that you weren’t only his employee. But he was upset and you, a coward.

You wiped your tears and he pinched his nose.

“We’re done. I can’t reach the deadline with..this,” he explained staring angrily at his wounded arm. “And without the money from the museum, I won’t be able to pay you.” His tone was sour, defeated.

You sat on the bed next to him. Probably telling him that you’d stay by his side even if he didn’t pay you wasn’t a good idea. “Din, let me help you. I know how to use the tools. I’ll be your hands.”

“That’s not enough,” he replied in a stern tone, but you were determined.

“Let me show you how I work and then you can decide if it’s up to your standards.” It had been a while since you’d sculpted, but you were confident in your skills.

He lifted a brow. “I’d need to see that  before”, he said after a while, “and I have one condition.”

“Of course, tell me.” You tried to hide your excitement, but couldn’t wait to go to the workshop.

“If you finally help me, you name will appear next to mine.”

“Din.” Your mouth was so open from the surprise you feared that you looked like a fish.

“You’ll be doing all the manual labour, I won’t accept anything else.”

“Lots of sculptors don’t make their own pieces, just the design”, you complained, not finding acceptable to be credited.

“Not Mandalorian ones, it won’t be honourable.”

You sighed but he was right about that. You had forgotten how important authorship was in Mandalorian culture. You thought about it.  It would be like Claes Oldenburg and Coosje Van Bruggen. The only difference would be that you weren’t an artist. Or married to him.

In fact, you were no one, just a broke PhD student and his part-time employee. But right now, helping Din was more important than your self-doubt.

“Okay, it’s a deal.” Din’s gaze softened at your positive response. “We’ll make it, Din.” Your hand was so close to his on the duvet and you felt the sudden need to hold it. But even though you felt drawn to him, you had to know your place. He was your boss.

“Thank you,” his gratitude took you by surprise, “you really have to like this job at this point if you’re willing to put up with this shit show.”

He didn’t have an idea.

The next day Din asked you to bring his sketches to start working together. He explained every sculpture he had planned for the show and you worked on the blueprints side by side. When he was discharged from the hospital you were there. In fact, you hadn’t left his side. Both of you went directly to the studio with a clear plan of action. 

Upon arriving at the workshop, it felt like a month had passed, even though Din was in the hospital only for a few days. He walked to the wardrobe where he had his sculpting gear and handed you an apron and a welding mask.

“You’ll need security boots but I don’t think I have your size… I can grab you a pair from the store when we close.”

He asked for your shoe size and you answered, grateful.

On your first day, he observed you as your shadow, analysing every micro-movement of your hands, correcting you here and there.

You cut metal, welded and even started preparing a mold.

“Is it alright like this?” It had been a while since you practised your craft and you weren’t so sure about your modelling skills.

Din got so close to you that you could smell his after-shave.

“You have magic hands, sparks.” You chuckled at his comment, he started calling you that after a big spark had surprised you while welding, making you squeak.

Contrary to what you had expected, Din wasn’t being grumpy at all. He looked almost like he was enjoying working together. Of course, he grew frustrated here and there when he couldn’t use his right hand, but he was a good teacher and you followed his instructions closely.

The first evening it got so late that Din ordered takeaway for you two. And the next ones, it became a habit. Not that you were complaining, you treasured those moments spent next to him relaxing together. Both of you enjoyed all kinds of cuisines and it was a pleasure to share the joy of a delicious meal.

“Did you travel a lot with the army,” you asked one night, looking at how he enjoyed food from different countries the same.

“Yeah, I was part of a specialised team so we flew where we were needed.”

Din hadn’t spoken a lot of his army days and you had a lot of questions, but didn’t want to overwhelm him.

“Do you have a favourite place you’ve been posted?’” Din stopped eating and looked deep in thought for a moment.

“Sorgan,” he said sounding sure, “almost settled there, Grogu loved it. Peaceful place.”

You didn’t know about Sorgan but you’d make a quick search about it later.

“And you? How are you enjoying your stay in Nevarro?” It was unusual for him to ask questions about your personal life, so you were startled.

“I didn’t expect to but…I’m loving it”, you confessed. “The barren lava flats, the glow of the magma…and the town is so lively. It’s so beautiful in its own quiet way.”

You noticed Din was smiling. It looked like he was in a good mood that day. “Have you travelled to the North?” he took a bite of his burrito, sauce staining his moustache.

“Not yet, I haven’t been y’know…available precisely.” You said it in a light tone, but the playfulness in the air died and you saw the guilt in his big eyes. He left the burrito on the plate.

“Look, I’m so sorry I dragged you into this…”, he started, but you put your hand over his and he fell silent. 

“Din, you’ve given me the opportunity of my life, don’t be sorry please.” You couldn’t talk about your deeper motive to stay next to his side. You’d be mortified if he knew how fast your heartbeat raced every day before work.

He responded with a lopsided smile. Your hand felt like burning on top of his. He didn’t remove his.

“I’m sure you don’t need me to make your own path, sparks.”

Only if he knew how badly you needed him.

“I might not need you, but the way is much more enjoyable next to you.” You bit your lip immediately, regretting your words. Mortified, you were sure you had shown too much of your feelings for him.

He shifted in his seat and, to your surprise, turned his hand upwards, wrapping your smaller palm in his. It was rough and calloused, even though he always wore gloves to work.

“My life is more enjoyable since you’re here too”, he replied in that low baritone of his. You looked at your intertwined hands and then at his eyes. They were full of softness,  of gratitude. You breathed sharply, unable to process the implications of his words.

“I like to be helpful,” you said, with a tiny voice.

“Is that so.” His dark orbs were directly staring at your soul, there was no way out.

“There’s sauce on your moustache,” you tried to deflect, incapable of bearing the intensity of the moment.

“Where?”

Your trembling hand lifted to meet his face.

“Here.” With your thumb, you grazed his upper lip. “It’s done.”

You noticed he had closed his eyes. His left hand hadn’t left yours. He exhaled and opened his eyes again.

“Thank you,” and that time, he didn’t call you sparks but your name and you admired how each syllable formed in his perfect lips. You were still staring and hadn’t noticed. 

Suddenly you got up. “I should probably be leaving for the last bus.” You picked up your dish and the empty package of nachos. “Do you need anything else before I go?”

Din sighed and looked at his burrito, unable to meet your gaze. “No, it’s ok, I’ll do the dishes,” he responded when he heard the faucet of the kitchenette opening.

“Alright then, see you tomorrow Din.” Your lovely face disappeared through the door and he was left alone with his thoughts.

Had he read the room wrong? Maybe all your eagerness to help him was really only because he was your boss and your livelihood depended on the salary. But no, you looked genuine saying that you cared. It could be that you only thought of him as a friend. 

He felt awful. It had been a long time since he had this feeling. But what was he expecting? You were his employee and ten years younger. It was wrong. The next day, he’d say sorry for making you uncomfortable and he’d keep his distance, although every cell on his body screamed to get closer to you. 

The first day when he saw you welding, you looked so sexy and powerful. And your soldering was immaculate. He asked about where you’d learnt.

“Junkyard”, you had answered, and the response left him impressed. How a beautiful woman like you could come from there? He timidly asked a bit more about it, and you told the story of how your dad worked for years in his junkyard business only to finally open the garage of his dreams, how you played with the spare parts and came up with your creations. “I’ll show you some one day,” you had said, but he knew you were shy about your art.

You had arrived at his life like a guardian angel, improving everything you touched. Even him. He was less grumpy around you, all his friends had noticed. His business ran smoother, and his life too. You got on well with Grogu and he loved watching you play with him in the backyard. He won’t admit to himself he was harbouring some hopes.

But you had rejected him. It was ok. He could have you in his life in a different way. It had worked with Omera after he rejected her, why not with you? You were both adults after all. Although those warm feelings about you won’t disappear in a blink, especially being so close every day.

Din sighed again, thinking about how hard his winter was going to be.

[proud-spaniard]

2048x1536 Valencia, Plaza de la Virgen, Spain

[enriquemzn262]

Spain is currently going through a massive shitshow: last week the area around the city of Valencia was hit by a meteorological phenomenon called DANA, which is basically a massive amount of rainwater, the equivalent of a month’s worth, falling in a single day, which generate massive flash floods all over the region, killing hundreds and leaving thousands homeless.

The main issue has become the effectively non-response of the Spanish government, which has done fuck all to help many of the affected towns and it peoples, while at the same time rejecting all sorts of international aid, from France to El Salvador, in a weird bit of geopolitical save face, because apparently the central government can’t really directly intervene in the region as it is one of the many autonomous regions of Spain that’s always one bad electoral year away from declaring independence, so they have to tip toe around the local politicians, which seemly also don’t give a shit about the emergency, only caring about their own grip on power, to ensure they don’t use an unilateral response as an excuse to secede.

All of this has culminated in thousands of extremely pissed off Spaniards, who just want someone to help them, and therefore, are taking matters into their own hands, helping in whichever way they can, while actively cursing their leaders, to the point today the king of Spain, his wife, and the president of the country were insulted and thrown mud at by the angry locals as they attempted to visit the scene of the disaster almost a week after it all came crashing down.

Meanwhile all kinds of horror stories are coming out, from a son who traveled from his hole to look for his missing parents, only to find the body of his dad still trapped inside his wrecked car, people committing suicide after realizing no help was coming, others realizing the bodies of those trapped inside cars are now rotting away and there’s nothing they can do about the stench, to the usual assholes, the okupas, taking advantage of people getting out if their intact home to help those in need, to basically break into their now empty homes and claim them as their own (which is somehow legal in Spain).

It’s both extremely sad but also hilarious than my country Colombia, a place rife with corruption and government incompetence, can mount up a much more effective and comprehensive relief campaign in less than a day than the supposed first world nation of Spain, all because natural disasters keep happening here, so we have solid institutions tasked with dealing with them, which in theory Spain should also have, given than DANA and other kinds of natural disasters are also relatively common there, yet here we are.

Oh Spain, you never really did recover from the 2008 recession…

[nonokoko13]

I am very angry and frustrated right now. My country is suffering from torrential rains that have left at least 200 dead in the southeast of Spain im the last 48 hours and dozens are still missing, all because of a meteorological phenomenon — a cold front — called DANA

There are many people trapped in their homes since the floods began, towns without water or electricity who cannot leave their homes because the streets are flooded or full of vehicles stuck together after being swept away by the water that impede the passage.

There are many other people who have lost everything, their homes, their businessess... People sleeping in bus stations or inside their universities. The supermakets in the affected cities look like this, either a disaster or almost empty because people keep buying non stop anything they can eat

But many executives and bosses expect their employees to go to work despite these circumstances because their lives are worth less than the shit that sticks to their shoes and the ONLY ones who are rebloging links to donate, asking others for help or volunteering to clean the streets or distribute food supplies are the people of my own country.

When there are floods or tornadoes in the USA we constantly see news about it on our channels and thousands of people retweet both inside and outside that country, they retweet the testimonies and cries for help, but we are just a vacation country, right? Almost nobody outside of Spain knows what's happening or talking about it. I have yet to see foreign celebrities or well-known streamers spreading awareness and it's so fucking frustrating the ones that give a single fuck are the ones who have less platform or money to help or those who are directly or indirectly affected by all of this

I am not saying what others suffer is less important or that people should stop talking about other country tragedies to focus on my country, but I think it's as important as if it happened anywhere else and our victims and affected people deserve to be heard too. And the worst thing? That many could have been evacuated safely if the government had not warned about the then upcoming floodings around 12 hours later than they should have. This is a negligence that has — and will keep costing in the following days — a concerning number of victims that could have been avoided otherwise.

Anyway, here are some threads in twitter explaining better than me what's happening and how others can help.

🧵WHAT IS HAPPENING ON VALENCIA AND HOW YOU CAN HELP: #ArtistsForValencia

🧵 WHAT'S GOING ON IN SPAIN AND HOW YOU CAN HELP even if you live in a different country

Esto es lo que va a pasar: / This is what's going to happen: (a thread explaining how the government is going to blame each other and sweep under the rug their fucking disaster that was the management of this crisis instead of admitting how and why they're at fault for an increasing number of deads and affected families that could have been easily avoided or reduced if they had warned about the floodings on time)

Another reminder explaining how late the alarm was

"A drink for Valencia" campaign

Please keep in mind that some people in these threads explain themselves in Spanish, it costs nothing to click on "translate" to read it in your language. Thanks for reading and please share

[carinavi5]

I can't do anything to help those in Valencia, but I at least want to say my opinion.

I don't live close enough to go offer my help, and I can't really donate right now. I don't have a car and I live pretty far away from the city, which is where the main points to collect food, water and clothes are at.

But I'm seeing so much help from the rest of the Spaniards. Giant amounts of food and water being sent that way, and an even bigger amount of Valencians or people that live nearby walking to the most affected places carrying food, water and clothes, and shovels, brooms, buckets and whatever they each had in their home that could be used to help. Seeing all those people, all those volunteers, helping is heartwarming. Good people do exist. Solo el pueblo salva al pueblo. Only the village saves the village.

I want to clarify all this people are going there walking or biking because they aren't use the roads to not oversaturate them.

Now, let's being. What has happened?

Before: The day before AEMET, the State Meteorology Agency, had been giving warnings and updating their social media and all that saying that this was big. But nonetheless, no official warnings where given by the state. School and work was all continuing as before. No kind of informative help was sent to the people.

During: Rain. A shit ton of rain. A years worth of rain in 8 hours. Even in the places with no rain the effects are catastrophic, the rivers have caused floodings, and the cities, towns and villages have all been covered by meters of water. I don't know how much. (I also want to say that I'm no expert, but why had it been allowed to build in certain areas?)

The water rises in minutes, is fast, and with no warning no one was prepared. People were off to work, continuing with their every day life, now trapped wherever the flood caught them. Many others had gone to their garages to try and get their cars out when they saw that they were starting to flood. And many people have died in them, trapped. Don't blame these people, no kind of warning of how big this was gonna be was given, cars are a very big economical investment for the families and, again, the water rises too fast to really do much.

Cars and all kind of big, sharp and heavy crap being dragged by the water. That water also contaminated (by what the river in itself had, the liquids that came from inside the cars and other places, and now by the decomposing organic matter), so those inevitably swimming in it were in great danger for many reasons.

Think about the animals too. Ah, and also, no light nor electricity while all this was going on.

I've seen people on social media saying how it all went for them. I'm not gonna say their individual stories, but if you look them up, you'll be able to find them.

Immediately after: The people went to different stores to try and get food, water and medicine. All this stores were already broken and had been affected by the floodings. And still some newspapers (you know who you are) were trying to put shame on this people. Yes, I guess some people could have used the commotion to steal from houses or jewelry stores or whatever, but it wasn't the case of what they were showing, and it's not what the vast majority of people where doing.

Many others were out looking for their missing relatives. Some started to walk towards the big city nearby, to find some help. The conditions of the streets were apocalyptic.

A bit more time after: What I've said at the beginning. The affected throwing out the things inside their house that were too damaged by the water. Still no food, water or electricity. The roads blocked by the residues of what the water had dragged. Lots of mud everywhere. And the good people going there to offer their help. To clean the streets and their houses.

More or less right now: Other parts of Spain and even other countries offer help and resources. That help is denied. It took too long for the military to be sent to this places, but they are advising the volunteers not to go help, that theres no need anymore and that they are making it harder for the "actual help" to go. Lies. There's no emergency services help, no policemen, firefighters or military helping. And not because they don't want to, the help they offer is being rejected, not authorized.

Cleaning all that mud is so hard. All the help is appreciated. With proper equipment and machinery this would be easier.

Who to blame: The government of Valencia. Some say the one from the whole Spain for not applying certain measures. If you follow the law, the one to ask for certain measures to be taken is the Government of Valencia. And changing the whole administration of a disaster in the middle of it is just not a good idea, even if it's going late, because everything would be even more postponed.

And what truly makes them the ones to blame, they CHOSE not to warn the people, but they had cut down the budget for the emergency services and gave it to bullfighting instead.

Now the number of deaths is around 209, but there are still many disappeared people.

If you don't want to blame rain on anyone (some are saying climate change, others are arguing back saying that this has happened before), at least blame how they handled it.

Blame Carlos Mazón.

The king, queen, president of Spain and president of Valencia have gone to one of the affected places, Paiporta. I don't know why they are there, they are obviously not helping with the manual labor and are not saying anything useful either. I've seen some stuff around, I don't know what's really going on so for now I don't say anything. But the people were screaming at them and throwing stuff.

Some days after I'm still not too sure what's happening rn in Spain lol.

[neidrakos]

Please, give this a read, it's something really important

I am sorry for my inactivity, a lot of things have been happening in real life and I've been pretty inactive in general. In this post I'm gonna talk about one of the things that has been happening, a catastrophe that struck the towns around my city. As some of you might know, I'm from Valencia, a city in Spain. My city has gone through what we called a DANA, a big discharge of water that left 600 liters per cubic metre in a town up the mountains. This big discharge came down all the way through every town as a big flooding. I am fine, the city which is where I live has been left untouched, but part of my family has lost their vehicles and their town is destroyed, all the towns to the south have been destroyed, there are families with no water, gas, light or food, a lot of people who have lost their home, and thousands of people who have lost their lives. I know it's hard to think of Spain when there're a lot of other places with big catastrophes going on, but I ask you a minute of your life to read about this, I'm gonna post here a thread from another site where there's info about this and some ways to help, I'm by no means asking anyone to help since I know not everyone is capable of doing so, but please, spread this and let people at least know what's going on

Here's the link to the threat, this thread is composed of multiple posts and threads with information about what happened and how to help. It contains some strong images and themes so be careful

This is the link