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Human lips (Ursula x reader)

Grumpy prompt (closed)

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“So..” you tried to sound casual as you walked through the store “Do you have something to do tonight?”

Ursula rolled her eyes. It was your fifth attempt this week to ask her out somewhere, but she was adamant on her response. No.

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Leona

Celia del Palacio

La historia de una mujer valiente, esencial en el movimiento independentista de México. 

Obligada a ocultarse en una cueva, como fiera perseguida, una mujer embarazada delira entre la fiebre y los dolores de su inminente parto. Las llagas en la cara, la oscuridad del cubil y la suciedad del cuerpo, ocultan el esplendor de una vida llena de lujos, luces y libros.

Este es sólo uno de los apasionantes pasajes en los que Celia del Palacio nos sumerge en Leona. Apoyada en una documentación acuciosa, la autora recrea el convulso tiempo en que vivió uno de los personajes fundamentales de la Independencia de México: Leona Vicario, una mujer para quien la orfandad y ser parte de la clase más privilegiada de la Nueva España no fueron obstáculo para ver con una claridad insuperable por el sueño libertario de una nación.

Embarcada en una lucha por sus ideales y su patria, desde las trincheras de los hechos y las palabras Leona fue pieza clave de la lucha por la independencia de México. Mecenas, organizadora del correo insurgente, periodista e intelectual, su figura, injustamente olvidada, es recreada en toda su complejidad a lo largo de esta novela. Celia del Palacio no sólo narra los pasajes más emblemáticos en la excepcional vida de esta mujer, sino que ofrece un detallado panorama de los aspectos más desconocidos de su biografía, donde se cruzaron personajes como Vicente Guerrero, Agustín de Iturbide, Nicolás Bravo o Antonio López de Santa Anna con lo que logra pintar un cautivante lienzo de los primeros años de un país independiente.

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Leona Vicario, madre de la independencia. Feliz 15 de septiembre! 

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"I'm not going to sit around here and deteriorate"

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Lily's so beautiful ;-;❤

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La Catrina

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Rocío & Valentina are wonderful muses, but first there was Isabel.

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Spent 10 hours on Saturday summing up a standard day at Cackle’s Academy! 😂🙈🧙‍♀️🧹

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You knew it was a matter of time. You always knew. You just thought you'd be able to see them one more time.

Your family wasn't noble, but it was known for being Riverrun's best blacksmiths, and for making powerful swords. That was what made your father being in Lord Hoster's liking and let you being friends with Cat and Lysa. 

As you grew up and watched them both getting married and leave Riverrun, you wished they'd be happy, they deserved it. But you visited Lysa a few years later and you couldn't recognise her. She was so broken, beyond any repair. You just prayed for Catelyn to be better than her sister. You always liked her more.

That's why you traveled to king Robb's camp and offered your services. It was a surprise to everyone and some men laughed at you, making you rolled your eyes; Catelyn did not laugh, tho. She cleared her throat and spoke for you, assuring her son that you'll be more helpful than many of the men, and given that they needed a blacksmith, Robb agreed to have you there. 

It was hard to keep up with the work, there were so many soldiers, but you managed to give them all swords and weapons. And after the first week, you found Catelyn on your tent more and more often. Just like Lysa, Cat had changed a lot, but unlike her sister, you could still see the little girl you spent your days running with. 

You heard all her fears and worries and tried to help as much as you could, trying to assure her that Sansa and Arya were fine, as well as Ned, even when you doubted it yourself. 

Being on Robb's side of the war meant that your family was in danger, but they all knew how to protect themselves and told you they'd meet you on The Twins. But a few days later, a man came to Robb with news, saying the small village where your family was hidden had just being destroyed by Jaime Lannister and his men. 

You could feel your blood draining and your legs didn't respond anymore. Cat looked at you and her arms were around your waist before you could fall. She let you hide your face on her neck when the tears rolled down your cheeks. 

You didn't know how much you were like that or what was happening around you, and you really didn't care. You could just thought about your family, your older father, your sweet mother, you sick sister and your younger brother. All of them were gone. 

Cat shushed you and ran her hand through your hair while you tried to calm yourself. 

"We'll make them pay" she said and you nodded, still hugging her as if you life depended on it.

A few days later, the word of Ned's death came. And it was your turn to hold Catelyn while she cried on your shoulder. You told her the same words she said to you and as you watched her walk to her son Robb, you made a promise to avenge both of your families.

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A tribute to one of my favourite characters played by Clare Higgins: Edwina from “Bigger Than The Sky” (2005) 💗

Bonus:

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Fandoms

Hobbit/LoTR

Game of Thrones

The worst witch

MCU

Doctor Who

Chilling Adventures of Sabrina

Sabrina the teenage witch

Harry Potter

Hogwarts Mystery

MPHFPC

Rise of the Guardians

Addams Family

Coco

Disney Hercules

Disney

Las leyendas (Anima estudios)

Klaus

Major Crimes

Other

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You smiled when Ada offered another cookie, which you gladly took. You were visiting Cackles to write an article about it, a real one, not like Agatha's.

It meant that you had to be impartial and critical, it didn't matter if it was your former school and you kept it close to your heart. You had a reputation, after all. So, you didn't do any favours, not that the school needed it to be honest.

But that didn't mean you couldn't take a break to go back to be just friends with the headmistress.

You knew Ada since you were a little witch, always following her around the castle. She was a young teacher by that time, but that didn't stop her from playing with you. You grew up closer and now she was the only one you could really trust in. You had a crush on her, but you convinced yourself that it was over. 

Of course, the universe proved you wrong every time you visited her. 

You nodded when she asked you if you wanted more tea, and lost yourself in her blue eyes for a moment. You didn't realise that your hand was on hers or that she sat closer to you. 

"Sweet Merlin, i want to kiss her" you thought. 

Ada giggled and you frozed. Oh shit. You said it out loud?!

"Then do it" she said and moved her face closer to yours. Well, you never disobeyed her.

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You placed a hand on Rosa's shoulder as you let her cry on you. It was heartbreaking seeing her like that and you couldn't even imagine how she was feeling. Losing a child was a hard thing for any parent, but losing a child to La Llorona? 

You knew Beto since he was a baby and you loved him and Kika as your own. When you heard Beto was gone, you ran to Rosa's house, knowing she'd need you. 

A little earlier, Kika escaped to help Leo San Juan and find her brother, leaving you and Rosa even more worried. 

"she's a brave girl, Rosa, she'll be fine" you assured her, but deep inside, you were praying that La Llorona wouldn't hurt her. 

You took Rosa to her room and stayed with her all the night. She hid her face on your chest and cried again until she fell asleep. 

Later on the night, you watched through the window when you heard the familiar scream. Aaaaaaaaay mis hijooooooos. You sighed and hugged Rosa, bringing her closer to you. Your heart broke for two mothers that lost their children and just prayed Kika and Leo would put an end to this.

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Y me dejaste, rota hincada con mis ángeles, perdida, rota y toda destrozada, sin latido, rota contra el infinito y gritando, rota.

And you left me broken kneeling with my angels, lost, broken and all shattered, broken against infinity and screaming, broken.

-Rota, Pandora

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"Is is safe?" you asked jokingly as you entered the DDA's office

"Depends on whether you brought a sacrifice or not" the blonde joked back

"I have coffee"

"I love you" she said dramatically when you gave her the cup

You giggled as you saw her drink half of it at once. It was a good thing it wasn't that hot or she would've had burned herself

"That kind of day uh?"

"Major Crimes" she simply said and you smiled.

You knew the DDA loved working with them, but major crimes was often a pain in her ass. Without a word, you walked behind her and rubbed her back. Andrea let out a sigh and smiled.

"You're a bless, darling" she said and you kissed her head

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"It was not your fault" you said, taking Ada's hand on yours "Agatha made this to herself. Stop blaming yourself for what happened. I won't have it"

Ada gave you a small smile "at least i still have someone who cares for me" she said as you pressed a kiss on her forehead

"And someone who will eat your cake" you joked and smirked "last one to the kitchen is a toad"

Ada laughed as she ran behind you, feeling like it wasn't a bad birthday after all.