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Thirty-One - Wish you could stay.

warnings; smut (degrading names, fingering and thigh riding) and as always sprinkles of angst. playlist: lust for life by lana del rey

p.s pls ignore any spelling errors or grammar errors i'm a little delirious

w.c: 6k

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Time seemed to be your enemy, swearing to leave you suffering in a puddle of your own arousal. It moves agonizingly slow. Taunting you with a smirk of victory every time you looked at your phone only for it to stay the same.

“I just want us to go back to the way we used to be, you know?” Wooyoung speaks from next you, sitting side by side in one of his comfy cream colored couch. The almost empty bottle of wine on the table is the only evidence of time ever ticking by. You’re not insane just yet.

“I want that too,” you reply, not as genuine as you would like to be. Not because you didn’t want it but because your attention is stolen by another certain someone.

“But Yeosang is making it harder than I’d like.” You continue in a distant voice, eyes on the lit screen of your phone. Just 11 more minutes. Wooyoung huffs, head falling back on the couch, looking stressed enough to get a glimpse of your attention “I tried to talk some sense into him the other day. Hopefully that did something to his brain.”

“I hope so too.”

Wooyoung dawns the rest of his remaining wine, placing his empty glass right next to your full one. A comfortable silence fills the dark room and is immediately interrupting by the sound of a message coming from your phone. Your hand gravitas towards it right away.

I’m outside.

Two simple words have your heart skipping beats as if you’re on the verge of dying.

“Well, I better head home,” you announce, standing up from the couch and Wooyoung follows. Guiding you to the door with a yawn falling from his lips “Lover boy is already here?” You slap his chest with little to no impact behind it “He’s not my lover,” you defend weakly, a pink blush already coloring your cheeks.

“Uh huh,” he muses, leaning on the wall as he watches you put your shoes back on. You stay silent, letting yourself dwell over the word a little longer than what would your heart deem safe.

Lover. Could Hyunjin ever be your lover after everything you guys have been through?

“Take this it’s freezing outside.” Wooyoung voice pulls you out of your thoughts again, dangling in front of you like a hook you so desperately cling to. Just so you don’t give room for false hope to plant itself inside of you.

You look at the piece of clothing that’s being offered to you, a simple blue jacket that you have seen on Wooyoung multiple times. It reeks of his signature Dior cologne. Masculine and thick. Hyunjin’ texts from a couple of days ago swirls around in your mind, cosplays itself into temptations and dares you to take it.

Don’t you dare come out in his fucking clothes.

“Thank you.” You nod, taking the jacket from his hands and putting it on, it hangs loosely around your shoulders. Too big for you and Wooyoung grins at you.

If you were going to meet up with the devil might as well have him take you on a trip to hell.

“Take care Kitty,” his hand ruffles your hair, leaving your dark hair a mess atop of your head “you too puppy” you reply, a pinch to his cheek has him slapping your hand away with a groan.

Hyunjin is waiting outside, minho’s motorcycle that he seems to drive more than said owner is used again as leverage for him to lean on. His arms are crossed on his chest. His expression is stoic as if he himself has not been counting the minutes just to see you. As if he hadn’t come here 15 minutes early and waited for you like a kid. A twitch of his brows is the only given of annoyance he lets break free.

Hyunjin feels something akin to a monster he tried to keep locked break free inside of him. Perhaps he underestimated you, didn’t expect his angel to join in this game of push and pull you always seem to fall into. The monster feeds on the sight of you in a jacket that so clearly doesn’t belong to you, doesn’t fit you. It sinks its claw in his soul, spreading anger in his veins.

“Come here, pretty.” He taunts like the sweet devil he is, eyes narrowing as they flick to Wooyoung who’s watching you from behind. He’s being ridiculous, he realizes that. But this monster latched itself onto him like a parasite. And maybe he was a showoff, maybe he wanted to show Wooyoung how he takes back what belongs to him and that’s why he outstretched his palm out to you, offering his hand for you take.

He knows you will come to him; you always do. However, he does not expect you to run to him. He does not expect you to throw yourself at him like you’re offering, and he does not expect you to wrap your arms around his neck and hug him. The scent of wooyoung’s cologne chokes him, nausea builds quickly in the pit of his stomach. The monster tells him to rip it off you.

“Jinnie.” You breathe out in his neck, your voice is a sweet melody that manages to steal his breath every single time. He’s dizzied even when his hands fall naturally to your waist, even when he’s pulling you closer to him as if he wants to blend your bodies together. His mind is racing because you never initiated physical touch before this. All these past weeks he has been the one to touch you first, hands lingering everywhere on your body. Leaving the ghost of his fingers on your skin.

“Missed me?” he asks, voice thick with emotions and throat running dry. He needs to drink you in.

“I did,” you answer truthfully. Leaning back just enough to look up at him with a smile adorning your beautiful face. He keeps his expression cold, eyes fliting to the messy strands of your hair, another painful evidence of wandering hands that had touch you “mhm,” his fingers run through your hair, taming them back into place and you lean into his touch. Warmth spreads in your blood warning of the love threatening to poison you. You don’t listen and your nose nuzzles Hyunjin’s cheek. Behind you, Wooyoung walks back into his apartment complex with slumped shoulders.

The ride to your house is quiet, no room for words over the roaring engine of the motorcycle. You keep your palm sprawled on the right side of his chest, atop of his heart. It beats under your hand and as you’re hugging his back an overwhelmingly selfish need wash over you. You wish his heart wouldn’t beat this way for anyone aside from you. An enormous urge to steal his heart away, maybe hide it in a chest and bury it in a spot no one knows aside from you. It feels like the only way you’d ever find security.

The end was inevitable. Your time with Hyunjin was like a ticking clock casting a shadow over you, constantly reminding you of how you’re running out of time. How Hyunjin is only growing further away from you and all you could do is stand still and wait. Wait for him to someday look back at you and walk back to you. And even when he does the clock resets itself. It’s just another round of unavoidable pain for you, fuck ups that will only bury your feet deeper into this beach of sand you can’t leave. You welcome it, each time. You sacrifice your heart, pretending to be the strongest soldier of an army that only involves you. And Hyunjin will chew on your heart sweetly, sink his teeth into it until you’re bleeding and leaving you in disarray.

Just like when you’re eighteen you’ll let go of him first. He’ll cry but soon enough he’ll be walking away and just like that you go back to your place, standing alone on the beach of your memories and you wait. You wait for the clock to restart and another round of misery to unleash itself at you. But you’ll welcome it.

As if sensing your distress Hyunjin’s hand is on your thigh when you stop by a red light, Large and warm, his fingers sink into the plump flesh of your clad thigh. He looks back at you over his shoulder. The visor of his helmet deprives you of what kind of expression he’s making. He squeezes your thigh as if he knows as if he’s asking.

Are you okay?

You find yourself wishing you weren’t this mess of unspoken words, you wish weren’t this being of immense anxiety that never seems to settle down, never seems satisfied. If only you weren’t egocentric enough to constantly crave more from the boy in front of you. Your palm is on top of his, squeezing back.

I’m okay.

The street of your house is quiet and dimly lit by the countless streetlights cosplaying itself as a path, to them it’s heaven and to you it’s nothing but hell. You loiter by Hyunjin’s back, taking faux interest in the dying flowers at your front porch. Hyunjin watches you as if it’s his favorite hobby, as if he’s admiring his favorite piece of art and he isn’t in the middle of a space he doesn’t belong to. He is motionless, doesn’t say anything as if to punish you for all the little shit you pulled tonight.

Your top teeth sink into your bottom lip swallowing back a whimper of guilt that’s begging to escape. Lured by the ice in his eyes. Your fingers curl around his, your warmth overtakes him “You wanna come in?” you ask with a tilt of your head, he isn’t sure if the color in your cheeks is left there by the cold or if you’re blushing. Hyunjin pretends to think, tilts his head in a mirroring manner to yours and keeps his gaze locked on you. He stalls, eyes hooded as he watches you grow more anxious by the second. You’re fidgeting as if you’re slowly breaking, your nails start to dig into his palm leaving red marks behind. It’s so sweet, even your impatient anger is sweet.

“What about your parents?”

“They’re probably sleeping,” your stare flit across your large house, darkening windows are a comfort to your assumption “we have just to be quiet.”

Hyunjin tugs you forward with your hand, your chest collides with his and he’s so close, his lips are so close “yeah? You think you can do that?” your eyes flicker to his lips as if it’s where it was always supposed to be “can you be quiet?” he sarcastically asks, clearly not looking for an answer by the way, his lips curl into a smirk. The dampness of your underwear is only a reminder of the effect this man has on you.

“I can be quiet.” You whisper, your voice alone is enough to melt mountains of ice in his heart, but he keeps his demeanor the same. The mutual understanding of what those words exactly mean swim between you two. Tempting him to take you against the back of his motorcycle, fuck you in the open and not care if some old rich lady comes out of one those houses and calls the cops on him. Going to jail for fucking you sounds fitting. 

“Sure then,” he replies with a non-committal shrug. A vagueness he hopes to have you overthinking just so he could take place in your mind.

You take him by surprise once again when you intertwine your fingers with his and tug him towards the door with a smile that’s too pretty for the situation you are in. He finds himself breathless, wondering how you manage to do it. How are you both soft and alluring. How are you the cause of the fastening oscillation of his heart and the poisons treat of his darkening desires.

Hyunjin places himself on your bed comfortably, as if he belongs there. His palms are flat on the bed as he leans back. Eyes feral and heavy as you stand by the door awkwardly as if this isn’t your room. As if you’re an intruder. Hyunjin tilts his head, his legs spreading wide apart as if it’s calling for you.

“Come here, pretty.” He whispers an order in the quietness of your room. A mischievous glint sets his dark eyes alight as the blush spreading across your face deepens.

“Take that fucking jacket off.” He snarls when you take two steps towards him. A rush of heat blooms in your underwear at his tone, fiery and dominate. You nod, eyes wide in innocence that only fuels him further. You shrug the jacket off you in quick movements. Suddenly growing exceedingly hot. The fabric burns your skin as it falls on the floor right next to your feet.

Hyunjin looks somewhat satisfied at how fast you listen to him, with his silence you take permission to walk to him. You stand before him, looking down at him through your thick lashes. Emotions fighting against each other on which one gets to display itself on your face. Love is stronger than anything you’ve ever wished to feel. Despite the growing warmth of your body, the wetness collecting uncomfortably against the fabric of your underwear. Leaving clear evidence of your hunger for Hyunjin. Love still wins, climbs on top and spreads its tenderness on your face. Its softness in the flickers of color in your eyes.

Hyunjin sees it all, basks in your ever building devotion for him, his own obsession finds its way between the cracks of your innocence and nestles itself there, promises to imprint himself on your soul just so you won’t ever look at someone the way you’re looking at him right now.

“Sit.” His large hand envelopes the side of your hip, warm and possessive as it adds unnecessary heat to your already burning body. He tugs you with a guide towards his thigh and you follow, straddling it. Your arms find their way around his neck, as if they always have waited for this moment. Waited to take their claim on the blonde boy you always seemed to yearn for.

Hyunjin’s hand travels from your hips to your hair, leaving goosebumps to bloom behind, an arch in your back that has his eyes hooded. He brushes through the soft strands of your hair taking his sweet time as you start to squirm on his lap. The pressure of his thigh against your clothed sex is driving you insane. He finds it entertaining; you can tell.

“Ah! You cry out in both pain and surprise when his hand tugs at your hair, the stinging pain spreads through your skull leaving behind a delicious wave of arousal that settles in the pit of your stomach.

“You think this is funny?” he muses, no need to explain what he’s talking about because you know. You always know. Your mouth waters at the way his mouth hardness, a betrayal of the imitation indifference he likes to wear. You shake your head, as best as you can in the hold he has on your hair. He tugs harder and you mewl, looking at him with watering eyes.

“No?” he tuts, jutting his bottom lip in a mocking pout that is quickly replaced with a knife-like stare “talk.” You let out a shaky breath, hyper aware of his hands on you, in your hair. His thigh against your cunt. Your legs shake in aching need for him.

“I-it’s not funny.” You answer with a broken whimper when his fingers loosen their grip on your strands. Leaving your body completely to resume their original position on the bed. He watches in amusement as your hands scramble to hold onto him, your nails digging in his clothed shoulders. He wishes you could dig them in his bare skin.

“You’re pathetic, you know that right?” Hyunjin scoffs, addressing your poor attempts at making him jealous, misplaced hope to get a reaction out of him. You avoid his eyes, turning your face when the eye contact only seems to water your already growing humiliation.

He slightly bounces his leg earning a breathy gasp from your parted lips, so pretty it makes him dizzy. You lose your grip on sanity, the need for him overwhelms your senses and your hips start to move against his thigh, rolling into the rough fabric between you. The sensations are so dulled by your clothes, the pressure on your core is barely there, it tips you even further into insanity.

Hyunjin chuckles, humorless and cruel. Trying to be a villain he will never be “Acting like a bitch in heat. Grinding against my thigh while I’m still talking, are you that desperate?” you shake your head, can’t make sense of what exactly you’re denying at this point. Hyunjin hums absentmindedly, his fingers thumb at the button of your shirt “What did you and Wooyoung talk about all night?” he unbuttons the first one giving you room for your breathing to deepen. Your hips increase in speed, running after a release that seems to be slipping further and further away. You whine in frustration not registering a word that has come out of his mouth.

He bounces his leg again, sending wave of shock to your core, has your hips stuttering  with a soft moan. It’s cut off by his hand tapping lightly against your cheek. Not hard enough to hurt but enough to have you dripping. You open your eyes to look at his colder ones, tears of impatience cloud your vision. But not enough for them to spill.

“What?” You sputter, pink splashing across your face like spilled wine.

“What did you and Wooyoung talk about? Tell me.” He thumbs at your second button; the lace of your bra teases him with a chant to take you. Your hips halt their movement, eyebrows furrowing in confusion as to why he’s bringing this up now.

Hyunjin can’t help himself, can’t help the urge that nudges the monster inside of him any longer. Lurching forwards he buries his face in your chest, the scent of your bodywash engulfs him, washing over the disgusting cologne that had cling to your button up shirt. His hands are back on your hips, a bruising grip that guides you back and forth. Encouraging you to keep going.

“I’m being so nice, kitty. Letting you use me like this” he speaks against your skin; it vibrates through your whole being. His warm breath leaving shivers all over your body “the least you could do is answer me yeah?” he hums, placing an open mouth kissed right at the top of your breasts. Your hands tighten their grip on his shoulder, scrunching up the fabric of his grey jacket under your fingers.

“A-a lot.” You answer vaguely, stupidly hoping that it will end then. It doesn’t

“Like what?” He continues his trail of assaulting kisses up your neck, the sounds only add fuel to the fire inside of you. He sucks particularly hard at the side of your neck, and you turn your head with a mewl. Allowing him space, hoping for a mark to be left behind.

“W-we talked about- ah” he bites your earlobe with a grin, pulls it just to watch the way your eyes flutter shut prettily “about Yeosang.”

“What about him?” His tone is monotone, despite the trail of blossoming cherry blossoms he leaves on your neck. The loving touch of his hands as they climb up to your bra. Toying with the clasp. You can’t think straight you feel like everything shouldn’t feel this intense, this tortures.

“Hyunjin.” you plea.

“You’re not hiding stuff from me, are you?” he warns, his fingers expertly unclasping your bra.

“I’m not,” you whimper with a shake of your head, the cold overwhelms you, has your nipples hardening and you throw yourself forward, hugging him and burying your face in his neck. Hyunjin’s fingers dance across your back, unaware of the lie you just added to your darkening chest.

“Just said he’s sorry,” you mumble, your hips starting to grow tired. Your pussy pulses in arousal, begging for his touch.

With a hand around your hip, he flips you over, off his lap and instead your back meets the silk sheets of your bed. The scent of powder and jasmine spreads around you. Your dark hair is splayed out around you, in contrast to the white sheets. The moonlight illuminates your features. Makes the unshed tears in your sparkle like diamonds, stealing his breath away with their beauty. You’re a sight to behold, your white button up still hangs on you, and you look nothing like a human but more like an ethereal creature. An angel that has descended from heaven just for him.

Hyunjin halts his movements, hooking his leg over your body. His gaze trails over you, appreciative, and your own drinks him in. watching him with eager and big eyes. Dripping with nothing but vulnerability and adoration for him. He wonders if he’s growing addicted to your pristine vulnerability or just the existence of you, needing him.

His hand reaches for you, cupping your cheek and you, just like he had always imagined lean into his touch, turning your head to place a tender kiss to the palm of his hand. It has his heart swelling with affection in his chest. He is once again astounded by you, by the effect you have on him and by your ability to have his heart chanting your name over and over again like no other woman in this world exists. Or your ability to have his cock hard and heavy in the tight space of his boxers, like he could explode just at the sight of your hard nipples. He swipes his thumb underneath your nipple, teasing despite the dryness of his throat.

You arch your back into him. For him and Hyunjin is confused, doesn’t know if he should lean into his love or lust.

“Hyunjin please.” Your whimper, tone laced with need and desperation pulls him out of his trance. A calling to remind him that he doesn’t have to daydream about you anymore. Because the real thing is under him right now.

“Please what angel?” his tongue swipes against his bottom lip, adding misery to your already dreading torture.

“Please touch me.” Your eyes implore into his, a broken edge to your voice has satisfaction spreading its wings in his chest.

“Where do you want me to touch?” he teases with a quirk of his lips that makes you want to cry “show me,” your smaller hand circles his wrist, trailing his hand across your body. Over your chest and down your stomach leaving a burning sensation behind. He swallows when you stop his hand right at the top of your jeans. Eyes pleading for him.

“Good girl.” His voice is heavy, words almost slurring together like he could taste you in the air. Lips smacking together in a passing thought as he tugs at your jeans, it goes with ease along with your underwear.

A warmth envelope your chest at his words, spreading across your chest and hugging your heart. It’s quickly washed away by a deep embarrassment once you realize how quickly exposed you have suddenly become while Hyunjin still remains fully clothed. Despite the overflowing wetness between your legs, your need for him. You close your legs with a whimper.

Hyunjin’s hands are meticulous on your knees, ignoring your voices as he pulls them apart. His eyes are on your core, your pink cunt spread for him. Glistening and it’s perfect. Prettier than anything he ever imagined. You’re dripping on your sheets, already making a mess of yourself when he has barely touched you. It has his ego skyrocketing, licking his lips in overwhelming hunger.

You’re such a mess, his mess.

“you’re so wet angel,” you whine, embarrassed by the fact that he isn’t doing anything, that he just stills and stares you down. Drowning you in his cold torture. Your hands come to cover your face unable to keep eye contact. Despite his disapproval he doesn’t tell you to do otherwise. His cold finger trails over your drenched folds, collecting your wetness with the pad of his finger. Your body attempts to chase after him, clenching around nothing in anticipation. Hyunjin pushes your hips down, bringing his finger to his mouth and keeps his hooded eyes on you that is peeking at him through your hands.

He moans at your taste, eyes rolling back. It has your chest heaving; your hands fall from your face at the way he crumbles so easily for you “You taste so good baby.” His tone lowers into a whisper, igniting the fire building inside of you once again.

“Please jinnie,” you find yourself begging once again, not sure for what exactly. For him, for anything to settle you down. Your face crumbles pleadingly when he keeps staring at you like he’s not in a rush, like he has all night. And that was all what it took for your frustration to finally snap. Collecting itself into tears in your eyes and the spill slowly over your cheeks. You’re overwhelmed yet not feeling anything enough, it only fuels him further, sends him right into the lap of the monster that seems to feed off your tears.

“Shh it’s okay,” Hyunjin collects your tears with the pad of his fingers, tone conceding in comparison to the softness that lingers in his touch. His fingers trail down to your plush lips, prodding them open “suck.” His half-lidded eyes stare back down at you and you comply. Tongue swirling around his fingers.

Hyunjin feels his jeans grow tighter around him as if that was possible. The sight of your tear-streaked face with his fingers in your mouth almost has him coming right then. He wishes he had his phone right now, take a pretty picture of you and save it for later.

“Such a good slut for me, aren’t you?” he preens inside when you nod your head incessantly, moaning around his fingers as if they were a strawberry flavored lollipop. Spit drips down the side of your lips and Hyunjin leans down, licking it.

Pulling his drenched fingers from your tempting mouth, he trails them down to your pussy, his thumb pressing into your clit, unmoving.

“You want it?” he whispers right on top of your lips, inches away and kisses at a tear that manages to escape your eyes “I-I want it,” you whimper, your breath fanning over his face. He keeps his eyes on you, fliting across your feature when he finally, finally lets his finger slip inside of you. He growls lowly at how wet you are, at the way your hole swallows his finger hungrily. You moan loudly, head thrown back as your own fingers tangle themselves into his blonde locks.

“More.” You plead; your breathing deepens as your hips rock back against his fingers in desperation. He complies, slipping two more fingers. The stretch burns so good, has your mouth falling agape in a silent moan. Eyebrows knitted and lashes fluttering. He’s completely enamored by you. By your sounds, your reaction. His own breathing uneven, matching yours. He can’t look away, can’t dare to miss the sweat rolling down your forehead.

“Feels good?” his noses along your cheek, his fingers start moving faster and deeper inside of you. It turns your brain to mush, has you melting right into your sheets. Your tongue forgets its purpose and you’re unable to say anything back as if your words have been stolen away by him. You only nod with a mewl, you rock feverishly against his fingers, your orgasm building at the speed of light.

His gaze is dark upon you, watching you lose your sanity for him has him drowning in his own lust, cock heavy between his legs. It burns a hole on the right side of your face.

“You’re gonna come?” his voice more than a whisper yet it manages to tighten the knot forming in your tummy “please,” he doesn’t even need to tell you to beg, you just do it. Desperate for the release you’ve been waiting for.

“You think you deserve it?” you sob, more tears rolling down your pink cheeks, you’re so close so close to falling apart, you could taste it on your tongue “please I’m sorry” you pathetically mutter, grabbing at whatever words your brain throws at you in hope that it will redeem your mishaps, in hope that it will soften Hyunjin’s heart. He chuckles lowly, impressed by how pathetic you sound when he hasn’t even fucked you yet. He still decides to be merciful “come for me, princess.” His voice clear and deep.

You throw your head back, mouth completely open and your core tightens around his fingers. Pleasure washes over your entire body as you come with a loud whine. A sweet song he listens to religiously. He wishes to burn the sight of you coming into his brain, he needs to record it, wants to reply it over and over again. The need overwhelms him, his throat growing dry as he stares at you trying to catch your breath.

You stare back, the eye contact makes your face burn. Your fingers brush at hairs at the nape of his neck, your nose bumps into his chin “thank you.” You mumble sweetly, airy. He thumbs at the abandoned tears at the corner of your eyes. His lips gravitas towards your own and the lust swimming in you dissipates, replaced with a silent desperation for his kiss. You lean closer to him, hoping for him to close the distance, for him to end another misery of yours that only exists because of him.

He lingers, stares at you as if he’s searching for the truth behind the blatant lies you spill endlessly.

“Y/N?” both of you freeze, the bubble of arousal and overwhelming loving explodes abruptly around you. The sound of your mother has your eyes widening “Y-Yes mommy?” you call back, Hyunjin shakes his head at you in confusion and you shrug.

“What’s going on? I heard voices.” Your heart picks up speed in panic, you push Hyunjin off from on top of you and he goes with ease. Eyes comically wide in terror. You quickly discard the shirt on you to the floor, grabbing one of your robes and wrapping it around yourself.

“Wait for me.” You mouth to Hyunjin who only nods back, seeming to be in a daze. You unlock your door, walking out and closing it behind you to see your mom’s figure down the dark corridor “What are you doing?” She questions, hair ruffled and voice thick with sleep. You stare at her dumbfoundedly. Grateful for the dark as it helps you conceal the aftermath of your orgasm “Nothing.”

“Why are you awake? It’s 3 am” her tone is suspicious, eyes flickering to your closed bedroom door “I was asleep, but I had a nightmare that’s all.” Your lie is childlike, you realize and maybe if your mom wasn’t so sleepy she would have caught on but that along with the faux indifference in your tone seem enough to convince her. She nods at you and mumbles something about going back to sleep. You let out a breath of relief when she turns around and walks away.

“Sorry about that. She’s gone.” You say to Hyunjin once you’re in your room, closing your door behind you and locking it. His eyes flicker between your hand and your face, a smile on his face. So charming it has you falling in love all over again. You wonder how many times is it possible to fall for the same person.

He’s sitting by the edge of your bed, legs spread open like an earlier scene “it’s okay.” He assures you and you swallow back nothing. Throwing yourself into your bed, face down. you huff.

Hyunjin chuckles, it vibrates through the walls of your heart. Pulling at your heartstrings.

“Sorry we couldn’t… you know.” You trail off awkwardly, peeking at him with the corner of your eyes and he shakes his head dismissively “It’s okay. I’m not fond of fucking you when your parents are down the hall.” His hand is in your hair, brushing strands away from your face. He doesn’t want anything to block you from watching him. He wants to be able to watch you back, when you’re moaning and when you’re tired, falling into a rare kind of softness.

You try not to think about the fact that those same fingers were inside you not long ago, it has your thighs clenching together and you chastise yourself for your endless hunger.

“Why did you not want to hang out with us today? Was it because of Yeji?” You don’t expect him to speak and when he does you don’t expect it to be this. An ember of curiosity swims in his eyes. This is a forwardness in this Hyunjin that you’re not used to. You were used to the old Hyunjin, the avoidant Hyunjin. The one you used to have an endless game of mouse and cat with.

You’re almost bitter at the fact he changed and you haven’t.

“Partly.” You lie through your teeth, sitting back next to him and his body welcomes you. Molds itself to make space for you “why do you hate her? Did something that I’m unaware of happen between you?”

Hate. Such a strong word that you wish to plaster on every feeling coursing through your body. You wish for it to be this easy. But it isn’t and anything you feel is nowhere close to hate.

“I don’t hate her. She just makes me uncomfortable.” You pull another lie, opening up another chest to bury this one in. One isn’t enough anymore. The mountain of unspoken words only seems to grow bigger between you.

“Do you think you could try next time? For me?” he hums, a hand cradling your cheek in a sweet manner, like a sweet lover you will never get the chance to have. Your time with him will run out before then.

 “I want you guys to get along.” He adds and his tone is gentle, soft and more than anything hopeful. You blame him for your endless lies that seem to tumble out whenever you’re around him “Okay.” Hyunjin smiles and leans down to place a kiss to your cheek “Thank you, pretty.” You keep silent, leaning your head on his shoulder. Silence fills the room and Hyunjin fingers play with yours. You drown in your misery, guilt seeps into your blood and you wonder if being in love would ever be good enough of a defense against your malicious acts. When they finally catch up with you, what kind of betrayal would Hyunjin wear? when he finds out who you really are. When he unravels the ugliness, you hide.

How long do you have till then?

“I wish you could stay with me forever Hyunjin.” You don’t look up to see the softness that breaks into his features, the hopeful glint you had killed when you were eighteen is there again.

“Me too Angel.” He says back so easily.

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[casterousaudrey]

To have loved and lost

Word Count: 2k

Pairing: Astarion/Gender Neutral!Reader

Theme: very angsty, death of a lover, revenge.

Note: The people have spoken and I shall answer. I tried to make this as lore-accurate as I could while maintaining my main idea! Sorry if there are errors. I was initially going to write this as a hurt/comfort but angst was just calling my name 😪. I HIGHLY recommend listening to these songs while reading hehe.

Now playing: ※ Cover me in Roses - Holden Laurence ※ I want you - Mitski ※ No surprises - Radiohead ※ What was I made for - Billie Eilish ※ Video games - Lana Del Rey

It wasn't supposed to happen how it did. Beating Cazador was supposed to be easy, Astarion had you and your other companions to fight alongside him. The difficult part was supposed to be deciding whether he would take this power for himself or let it go along with the thousands of vampire spawns with it.

So why was he frozen in place with your lifeless body an arm away, as your other companions tried to keep Cazador and his other lackeys at bay. You were always the protective type, you cared- probably more than you should for other people. He never understood how you could be so kind to people you just met, he who tried to kill you when you first met, he who takes all your offers to drink your blood, and he whose only goal was to kill Cazador, that was before he got closer to you.

He wasn't used to affection that didn't have a price, after all the times he fed on you he didn't hear a single condition on what you should get in return, all he heard was "I'm just happy to be helping you" Or "I can see in your eyes that the hunt wasn't good today, just swing by my tent if you need me ok?". He was- confused, and albeit sickened, after what he experienced being that kind only made him weak and even made him into a slave for Cazador. At the same time he couldn't help what he was feeling, how could he deny how he felt calm when he was in your embrace after particularly hard days, your skin on his with pleasure he never felt before, your kisses felt like the touch of the sun bringing back warmth into his pale and cold body, and your eyes that held no disgust for him.

But in the end, he was right, your kindness made you take a blow from Cazador for him and you paid the price. The last thing he remembered was you running to the blast that was aimed at him, gaining multiple attacks from the numerous minions Cazador had. Astarion couldn't move, he was stuck in place by Cazador and he already accepted the blast that was coming his way but if he knew that you were going to stand between him and Cazador maybe he would've fought harder, maybe your body wouldn't have been facing him with your eyes only focused on his. The moment you got hit- he swore he saw a tear leave your eye. He still doesn't know if it was out of worry for him or fear for what would happen to you.

The blast made your body fly to him as the impact knocked both you and Astarion to a nearby pillar. He was numb, even more than he was in all the years he served Cazador. After regaining his composure Astarion tried to take a glimpse at your body, but it only made him hold his breath and look away.

"Astarion are they ok? Say something!" He could hear Shadowheart screaming for him but there was still a distinct ringing in his head, he couldn't understand what was happening, he couldn't process what just happened. Shadowheart killed the remaining lackeys Cazador had while Karlach was able to kill most of them, Maybe they also saw what happened, and maybe they were also in rage. Who could blame them, You were the best of the group, and everyone's morale solely depended on you keeping it up.

He finally gained the courage to approach your body- crawling to where you were as he turned your body upright. He finally processed what had happened, you are dead, you sacrificed your life for a vampire spawn and he never felt sadness the way he did right now. Your eyes were closed, your chest not moving to breathe, this couldn't be the end. He loved you too much to let you go now, and he regretted not saying those three words earlier. "I love you" He whispered although now it didn't feel like what he imagined it would be, it felt meaningless.

In his grief he tried to find a solution, he racked his brain for any kind of answer, and in desperation, he found one. He'll turn you into a vampire, just like what happened to him when he died. Although he hoped this would happen in different circumstances he can't doubt himself now. "Hold on darling, okay? I got you. I'm here." He cradled your body in his arms as he wasted no time to bite your neck. In all his years as a spawn he has never experienced truly turning someone else, and why would he, the pain he remembered when he turned was not the pain he wanted on anyone else.

A bite and a drop of his blood was all that it should've taken. He bit his arm and had taken more than a drop of his blood in his mouth. He held your face as his blood made its way down your throat. For a moment he was glad, he knew it would work, this was how he turned! How could it not? But with the bite mark on your neck and the smell of his blood still lingering on your lips, you still weren't moving or responding at all. "What's the matter, love? Why isn't it working? I need you to live please!"

He cried and cried but through his tears, he wondered if maybe just biting you and giving you more blood would work. Frantic he started to remove the armor you had to gain access to more parts of your body.

Bite.

Your wrist, the same ones he remembers so tenderly to have kissed when you made love.

Bite.

Your leg, it would always tangle with his on nights that you found peace in each other's arms.

Bite.

Your thigh, what he would give to hold it tight once again as you sat on top of him.

Bite.

Your neck again, where he would bury his face, and suddenly all his problems would disappear.

He took in even more of his blood that once again made its way deep down your throat.

...

..

.

But nothing, it wouldn't work. He tried to reason with himself that maybe just maybe it would take a while for you to turn but he knew deep down that wasn't how it worked.

"You see boy, you are weak, you are nothing but a vampire spawn with no ability to protect anyone. Did I not teach you better than this?" Cazador who was already on his knees still managed to talk Astarion down.

Shock turned to grief and grief into rage.

"In all my problems and all the times I failed it was always you who was behind it..." Astarion made sure to put your body down gently whispering an 'I'll be back sweetheart' before standing up and striding towards Cazador and grabbing him by the back of his head "You just weren't satisfied with the years of pure shit you put me through were you?" Out of all the cruel things Cazador has done Astarion would argue that this is by far the most gut-wrenching thing he had ever experienced.

"Astarion, maybe if we bring them back to a church fast enough the clerics could-"

"The clerics can't do anything about this now!"

Karlach was quick to stop talking, normally she would not be easily swayed but she knew that he was right, You were as good as dead and in Astarions mind his world had also ended.

"You are a fool to believe that you could ever have a happy ending, Astarion. From the moment I turned you to the moment you lured your first victim you should've known that no Gods would ever take pity on your soul." The hand that was holding the back of Cazador's neck tightened. "You're right, No God would help me, but maybe your little contract can"

Astarion threw Cazador on the ground as the decision was set in his mind. "What do you think you're doing?" Finally, a hint of fear in Cazador's voice was what Astarion needed to continue what he was about to do. He needed to ascend to find another solution that his abilities as a spawn couldn't possibly find. "Karlach, I need your help- your eyes rather, to see the scars on my back. Use the parasite to connect to my mind so I can see the scars on my back and copy it onto his."

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Oh, but I would, years of trying to push me towards the edge and today... You finally did it and I applaud you" Astarion picks up the blade beside him ready to carve the contract onto his back.

"You know I can't let you do that" Karlach tries to reason as she sees how truly hurt Astarion is.

"That wasn't a question! All the power that he's lusted after will be mine"

"At the cost of a lot of lives. It's not worth it, Astarion" Shadowheart knows nothing could sway him now, not after what Cazador did.

"My darlings' life was worth more than thousands! I'm just trying to even out the score"

Karlach debates for a minute, If she lets Astarion do the ritual thousands would die but if she doesn't Cazador would surely find a way to ascend and hunt down Astarion. In the end, she lets Astarion see the scars on his back, she could feel the blade in his hand with a tight grip and his grief covered by the lust for power that he can obtain.

"Yes, yes I see it." Astarion smiles a wicked grin as he removes Cazador's top which reveals his bare back soon to be marked with a contract.

The moment the blade came in contact with Cazador's back it was followed by his blood-curdling screams with the sound of flesh being carved out rather brutally. Shadowheart had to look away until the screams came to an end and the contract was finally set on Cazador's back.

"Ungrateful child. Wretched child."

"It's time to take your place."

Astarion picked up Cazador's staff which gave him the power to place Cazador to where he would be sacrificed. He could feel it, the power was an inch away from his grasp. All he needed to do now was plow the staff into the ground to obtain all that power.

As he raised the staff with closed eyes all he could think of was you, the images of all the times you spent together flashed before his eyes, at first he was happy then enraged after realizing that he might never see your smile again. It was all he needed for him to plow the staff to the ground as a red aura emanated from the floor and to the spawns. He recited the chant for the ritual and finally, he felt stronger and even more powerful.

One by one they all died and Astarion could feel the power flowing through him, he was high on whatever power he just received and as Cazador died the ritual was complete. Shadowheart and Karlach could only look in concern and fear as Astarion smiled.

He was free at last, but how free could he be when the chains of your death still hold him hostage? He let go of the staff as it started floating on its own and started following him. He slowly walks towards your body, still no change, but he picks you up anyway and gives a small kiss on your forehead. "Come on sweetheart, I'll get you fixed up, I promise. I'll find a way."

He started to slowly walk out of the lair, not caring if the other two would follow or not. Your body cradled closely to his chest. He looked to your lips which would feel so tender against his- now unmoving, and your eyes- he was convinced had some sort of magic in it now closed. His head filled with thoughts of the endless power and control he could have and what that power could do to bring you back to life. He looked menacing just from the way he walked, anyone who stood in his way would be destroyed. In his mind, this is what grieving felt like, an emptiness to what should be full, the weight of the world on his shoulders, and the Gods laughing at his despair.

As he approaches the elevator, the gurs stand in alert ready to confront Astarion about what he's done but for their sake, he hopes they would stand down. For a grieving monster is more terrifying than they think.

[lynninlyn]

Dark Paradise_Michael KaiserxF!Reader

This is inspired by the song Dark Paradise - Lana Del Rey. I constantly have the urge to write this although by writring is bad and English is not my native language. Please read with easy and feel free to point out my error. Thank you all!

Warning: Fluff to Angst, Major character d*ath, OOC, bad grammar and missed spelling, no-proofread.

All my friends tell me I should move on I'm lying in the ocean, singing your song Loving you forever can't be wrong Even though you're not here, won't move on

"Are you ok?" "Ok what? Stop asking useless thing, Ness. I know what I am doing."

Glaring at the brunette boy whose the worry is all over his tired face. Kaiser shake the thought off his mind, continues observing the field and calculating for the next attack session. Focusing and executing another glorious victory for Bastard Munchen, embellishes his throne.

Or that were what Kaiser thought.

Is it that obvious that to other people? How can Ness knows he is not totally dedicate to the match? How dare of him to assume Kaiser was absent-minded?

And god please let Kaiser know how stop himself from consantly looking at that certain seat in the VIP area that always reserved for his precious Y/n.

"Wwoahhhhh-" "It's him again, it Kaiser impact again" "A beautiful goal at 90', executed team XXX last hope, an absolute win 2-0 for Bastard Munchen"

The Bastard Munchen's crowd bursted in excitement for the just happened victory. His clown-like teammates make the ridiculous celebrate moves like the highschool team experiences a win match for the first time. Isnt this result is an obvious scene when they have the Kai-fucKING-ser as their savior, freed them from their arrogance like the background characters in his heroic play?

Empty. Kaiser feels nothing.

Mindlessly walking to the locker room. Shouldn't he feels satisfied as another decoration on his long-listed trophy is achieved and the spotlight is all on him? The adrenaline in him should reach it climax at this moment, he used to enjoy the afterward of every match as you will immediately rush up to him, kiss him passionately, congratulate him, sweet words pour from your cherry lips and you will discuss about the later plan on that day to spoil your loverboy for his victory.

Oh-

Kaiser realizes now. All this distraction, emptiness, and lost feelings is because of your absence in his life.

You weren't here this time, you weren't here to cheer for him, to worry for him every time he aims for the perfect shooting spot, and celebrate with him for every goal he scores in the match.

For his last 23 matches, you hadn't been here with him. He wonder how has he managed to last through that much time without you by his side.

The harsh reality that you will never be able to show up at his matches anymore, and add more to its tragedy, you are not here anymore for him to love you, embrace you, and hold you in his hands 'till the day the both of you draw your last breath.

You were gone. And he can't move on.

And there's no remedy for memory, your face is like a melody It won't leave my head Your soul is haunting me and telling me that everything is fine

From high school sweetheart to the IT couple that football fans and media use to address you and Kaiser everytime you guy drop anything on social media or Kaiser, once again, intentional drops in the middle of the interview to brag about his lovely baby.

You has been with K from the very first day, gone through up and down in his football career. Even when him tried to push you away because of his arrogance and cocky younger self, you was still by his side to work everything out together.

PDA

Pictures of you and him is all over Kaiser's social media accounts. Not a single day that Kaiser hadn't post something about his darling beauty and your caring for him and only him.

Kaiser want the world knows how much you mean to him and how good, how wonderful you are. Shutting down any chick that dares to claim themselves could be better if they could get in the place of his precious significant other. Not even in sleep they can dream about that, never ever.

Doesn't care to express his love for you even there were paparazzi taking the picture of you guys on public dates. Holding hand, peak on your peachy cheek, kiss on that honey lips, embrace you in his protection. "Turn to angle 3 o'clock babe, lets him capture my kiss on your hand when we got out the car. I will get that pic for the my new bio avatar."

Aftermath

Picking you up by your hip, winging you around and peppering your goddess-like face with kisses to relieve all the adrenaline he got from playing and shooting the whole match.

You looks like a cute bunny when hurrying run to him. And he wont tell you that you even look cuter attened his matches in winter,  the puffy jacket makes you look like the snowball rolling, but don't get him wrong. You are totally not look childish and funny (or maybe you are?)

Your curiosity when examines his new medal or trying to hold the Bastard München's just received cup.

"Hey don't bite it like I starved you. It is fake, like the pile of medals that stacked up in my exhibition room at home."

They know us but don't know these The most casual moment with you were the thing that haunted him most. The peacefulness that both of you cherish and Kaiser scared to lose, he feared when he wakes up the next day, you will not even be by his side to accomplish him for every beat that his heart beats.

When you come and wait for him to finish his late night practice.

When Kaiser want to hug you tight out of sudden while you guy were heading out the Bastard Munchen's stadium.

When Kaiser wakes up with you in his arm, hold you tight for 15 more minutes before getting ready for morning training.

When the ritual of the good luck kisses you press on his cheek, his temple and sometimes for lips before you two must parted as Kaiser back to the locker room and ready for the matches.

"Thank you my goddess. Your knight in shining armour today will once again establish another glorious victory with you endearing blessing. These clowns will be blinded by your charming power. "

"Oh dear! Please leave before Noa will rocket himself up there. He has been calling for the tenth time to get you back with the team."

"It was 35 calls last time baby. Hah, he must be used to it"

"MIKA!!!"

Every time I close my eyes, it's like a dark paradise No one compares to you I'm scared that you won't be waiting on the other side There's no you, except in my dreams tonight

Kaiser knows your love is immeasurable. He glad that god still has mercy on him, gives him a chance to realize how precious, one of a kind your love is before his arrogance, led by the depression he got in Blue Lock, made him lose you.

It would have been the eternal punishment for his soul.

But there were times Kaiser wishes that your love isn't that strong and you would not deeply care for him to the point that you wouldn't hesitate flight yourself overseas to support him, cheering for his match in foreign country.

"Breaking news. The Amour Airlines's flight BB-1234 on day x/y/20xx from Munich, Germany to Tokyo, Japan had been reported to unfortunately crashes on the XXX island while it was crossing the Indian Ocean due to the unpredicted storm. The passenger list had been provided by the Airlines and they are calling for the family of the passengers to contact to help the searching and identifying progress. The list- .... Y/n, female, xx years old, nationality: ____"

And everybody's rushing me, but I can feel you touching me There's no release, I feel you in my dreams Telling me I'm fine

[m1shapanda]

give me some of the stuff you enjoyed and i'll give u stuff i think you'll enjoy (im srs i have a list)

UH OLKAY WAIT LET ME THINKKL,,, these arent all of em obv but there are too many for me to even thnik of rn]

our life, saint spell book, witchy life story, monster prom there r more but these r at the top of my list lolol

anime:

oh god where fdo i even start? one punch man, mob pshsyco 100, campfire cooking in another world, jjk, fairy tail, demon slayer, saiki k, spy x family, that time i got reincarnated as a slime, ouran highschool host club, hunter x hunter, welcome to dmeon school iruma kun, dr stone, a silent voice, a whisker away, my hero academia, haikyuu, blue exorcist, banana fish, howl's moving castle, spirited away, NOT AN ANIME BUT ARCANE, death note, love is war, cells at work,

games:

our life, saint spell book, witchy life story, monster prom, volcano princess, creme de la creme, a tale of crowns, genshin impact, honkai star rail, twisted wonderland, obey me, pokemon, project sekai, fear and hunger, mystic messenger, UNDERWORLD OFFICE, lakeburg legacies, royal alchemist, heart fragments, error 143, enstars, minecraft, entangled hearts, todo: TODAY, the arcana, last legacy, deam house days, stardew valley,

movies:

nimona, spiderverse, Guillermo del Toro's Pinocchio (2022), mosat if not all the barbie movies, the prince of egypt, the little mermaid, parasite, shrek 1, 2 and 4, the book of life, the son of bigfoot, coco, encanto

books/novels/manhwa/manga/manhua:

tcf, orv, song of achilles, return of the mount hua sect, sssvs (though im only like 100 chapters in), the s/classes i raised, jjk, toilet bound hanako kun, blue lock, blue period, the promised neverland,

[formulatrash]

Hi Hazel! I know it’s probably more a signal that I should just put down my phone instead of checking how people say on social media, but I do begin to question my perception of Mitch Evans driving. Is his actually more of a reckless style and more prone to accidents compared to the grid overall? How would the accident today affect the relationship between him and the team (and potentially his future teammate)? I’m sorry if the questions are too disturbing :( Thank you!

you're welcome to ask me stuff :) I realise I sometimes take literally months to answer things but I'm always happy to get questions. the hate essays less so but I guess swings and roundabouts.

honestly like, not to be a twitter bloke but: these people do not know wheel. Mitch, throughout his entire time in Formula E - a series with crashes well above the average - has always been a clean driver. there's maybe a handful of incidents, in all the races he's done, where he's had significant or even balanced amounts of blame.

early on in his FE career Mitch had to be patient, in a significantly substandard car. the Season 3 Jaguar was barely built and very inefficient, in order to get points in it he had to bide his time and wait for opportunities and that was something he got really good at.

his driving style is about the most confident you can be while driving a Formula E car. he's not messy, he doesn't do questionable overtakes. take this Season 4 one from Punta del Este; the Jaguar was a pretty mid car compared to the Virgin (Sam Bird, after all, took the latter to title contention) but this was such a great move on Alex Lynn.

Mitch has never played the bumper cars game and he doesn't clatter drivers. he's sustained an astonishingly low amount of damage over his career, a few apocalyptic incidents like his car failing to move in Berlin aside.

so: no, he does not have a reckless driving style and he's generally a very safe driver to go wheel to wheel with. the only time I can think of that it's really got argumentative was with Sam in Diriyah but - and with the absolute greatest love and respect for the bloke - Sam definitely does have a terrier style of driving where he worries and worries at the other car until they give way.

I don't think that today will have an impact on his relationship to the team. Mitch knows this was his fault but it was a small error, a minor misjudgement that saw the car slide (and I actually think he's over-blaming himself because there was a lot of cement dust at turn seven) and the team are not going to reject him or disparage him for it.

this has been a painful, painful year for Jaguar as a whole team. Mitch lost a result today but he's had two taken from him by his teammate and others compromised by issues. there's going to be a long, difficult period of digestion at Gaydon and of course, lessons going forwards but Mitch making one minor misjudgement is just part of how motorsport works.

what they care about is that his car didn't flip, it wasn't as bad an accident as for a second it looked like it was about to be.

[docpiplup]

Related with the Rabadis chapter of the Al Andalus. Historical Figures, there's some books and historical novels about the topic. Two of them are mentioned in a a couple of articles about the Rabadis I posted and translated here on Tumblr (X) (x) if anyone wants to take a look.

The last two books are historical novels, from a saga, The Arrabal Lineage, whose second novel was published last year.

La Odisea de los Rabadíes: El primer exilio hispano (The Odyssey of the Rabadis: the first Hispanic exile) by Manuel Harazem

March 2018 marks the 1,200th anniversary of an event that occurred in Córdoba that, despite remaining unknown to the majority of its current inhabitants, had crucial importance in the city, on the peninsula and in distant places in Africa and the Eastern Mediterranean. The revolt of the Saqunda suburb, its total destruction by the emir al-Hakam I and the expulsion of the surviving residents of the subsequent brutal repression has the honor, heroic on the one hand, but sad on the other, of having been the pioneer of two constants in the history of the peninsular peoples: the popular revolts inscribed in the class struggle and the exiles for political reasons. This is the first popular revolt for socioeconomic reasons and the first exile for political reasons that we have documentary evidence in the history of the Iberian Peninsula, a land that would be lavish in them from then until today. The consequence for Córdoba will be that the southern bank of the Guadalquivir would never be historically urbanized again until today, turning it into a strange case of a large city located on the bank of a river and equipped with a magnificent bridge that did not take advantage of that circumstance to develop in parallel. The consequence for distant places will be the colonization by those exiles of one of the most important cities of the Islamic world, Fez, the ephemeral, but impactful, founding of an independent republic in Alexandria and above all the creation of a prosperous Andalusian emirate on the island. of Crete that would survive for 130 years, facing the attacks of the Byzantine Empire, and throughout which its sovereigns would maintain the title of Cordoba with persistent pride. The exiles tend to be all similar, but in this case the exile of the Rabadíes, if it resembles any, is that of the Republicans after the civil war that unleashed the Spanish Fascist Revolution. The Arrabal revolt and the Republic are comparable events because both were rebellions of the popular classes allied to enlightened strata against absolute power and the permanent injustice of the emir and the regime of the national-Catholic agro-bourgeois elites. When the Power decides to apply the lesson, the emiral repression in the suburb will last three days and the civil war unleashed by the National Catholic forces will last three years. And in both cases, the terrible destruction is followed by an exile that takes two directions, one by land and the other crossing a long stretch of sea, Fez and France, Crete and America. And all cases will be fertilizers of culture of the host lands. This informative work collects the complete sequence of those distant events, which occurred in Córdoba, Toledo, Fez, Alexandria and Crete in the 9th century, in a research effort diving into different sources in different languages ​​to clarify dark points and dismantle some errors that over the centuries, scattered and unconnected stories had accumulated in traditional historiography. And along the way, he analyzes the city's relationship with history and the remains of its Islamic past. But above all it aims to vindicate the memory of some people from Córdoba who carried out the marvelous feat of rising up against injustice and turning their misfortune into a civilizing task in the distant lands where they sought refuge to rebuild their lives.

Los Andaluces Fundadores del Emirato de Creta (The Andalusian Founders of the Emirate of Crete), by Carmen Panadero

Do we Spaniards know our History? We think we know it. Sometimes important and exciting pages from our historical past appear before our eyes, which we had not heard about. There are many who are unaware, even in Spain, that thousands of families exiled from a suburb of Córdoba took the island of Crete from the Byzantine Empire, creating a dynasty of emirs there during the 9th century and part of the 10th. Very few are those who will know. that those simple people of the town, Iberians from an inland city who had not seen other waters than those of the Guadalquivir River, took over the hegemony of the eastern Mediterranean, defeating Byzantium in decisive naval battles. It all began in Córdoba, in the month of Ramadan 202 of the Hegira (March 818 AD). In this work we try to delve into the causes that caused the mutiny that gave rise to these events and we investigate the role played in it by the different social classes of the moment. Likewise, we analyze the subsequent historical events, triggered by the exile of the rebels from the Sequnda suburb and carried out by them. We will follow the outlawed Cordobans in their long and painful exodus, which, through North Africa and after a period in possession of Alexandria, concluded when they managed to take over the island of Crete. Byzantine and, later, Greek sources have dealt with to the History of the Emirate of Crete and to the people of Cordoba who founded it through manipulation and prejudice, falsifying the historical truth and even calling them pirates. It is inexcusable to finally do them justice, to rehabilitate the figure of their most important leader, Abu Hafs al-Ballutí, and that at least in Spain, his country of origin, it becomes known that the ancient town of Pedroche, his birthplace, and Córdoba, their capital, have many reasons to feel proud of this distinguished character and his lineage. This essay, with rhythm and air of chronicle, has as its main objective to banish the partial and biased vision of this chapter of our History and to make known the true nature of the State founded in Crete by the outlawed Cordobans of the Sequnda suburb. To this end, the author has had to find translators for the fundamental works that document this topic, since they had not even been translated into Spanish until now. Thanks to the Arabic chronicles and, above all, to three Greek historians (Vassilios Christides, Christos Makrypoulias and Nikolaos Panagiotakis), who for the first time faced these historical events, overcoming prejudices and initiating a rectification, we can partly reconstruct the exploits of these Hispanics, Muslims and Christians, in the eastern Mediterranean.

La Estirpe del Arrabal I: Córdoba en el recuerdo (The Arrabal Lineage I: Córdoba in memory), by Carmen Panadero

Córdoba, 9th century. Al-Hakam I, the most despotic of the Umayyad emirs, reigned. Abũ Hafs and his family are involved in the riot in a suburb of the Andalusian capital, they suffer the relentless punishment with which it was repressed, the executions of friends and neighbors, the loss of all their property, exile with 22,000 other families, the painful exodus through North Africa, but they managed to survive, and there their adventure begins. The outlaws of the suburb took Crete from Byzantium, and Abũ Hafs was sworn in as the first emir of the newborn dynasty. There they were able to recreate their second Córdoba and recover their customs. Abũ Hafs gave his life to that suffering people, guided them when they were aimless, minted their own currency, promoted flourishing trade, opened Crete to the world and settled the religious conflicts that plagued Byzantium. All of this seasoned with intrigue, betrayal, self-denial, love and heartbreak: the fight of an entire people for its survival.

La Estirpe del Arrabal I: Creta, El Precio del Olvido (The Arrabal Lineage II: Crete, The Price of Oblivion), by Carmen Panadero

10th century. The crown prince Abd al-Azĩz headed the embassy that arrived in Córdoba sent by his father, the emir of Crete Suhayb II, and when faced with the devastated suburb of Sequnda, from which a century before his ancestors were expelled by the emir al-Hakam I, felt the weight of History and meditated: — “I was never in Córdoba before, why do I feel then as if I had never left?”

But he decided to return to Crete and assume his responsibilities after swearing on those sacred ruins that, on the painful day in which he was to succeed his father, he would choose as his nickname al-Qurtubĩ, "the Cordoban", so that his people would always remember that the Forgetting their past would condemn them to lose Crete like one fateful day they lost Córdoba. And Byzantium lurked.

This novel, the 2nd part of La Estirpe del Arrabal, narrates the events of Abd al-Azĩz I al-Qurtubĩ, the last Andalusian Emir of Crete - his loves, his sorrows, his certain justice, his revenge - and in parallel offers us the touching love stories of his son Al-Numan with Bahã, and of his daughter Yannã with Karim al-Mundhir, the military hero that even Byzantium admired under the Hellenized name of “Karamountes”. And, furthermore, betrayals, intrigues, exploits, battles...

Carmen Panadero, author of novels such as El Collar de Aljófar, La Cruz y la Media Luna or El Halcón de Bobastro, gives us once again that alloy of history and fiction that constitutes the genuine historical novel.

Talking about the Emirate of Crete and the Byzantine Empire, there are some depictions of the battles between them in the Synopsis of Histories, work by the Byzantine historian John Skylitzes from the 11th Century, which covers history from Byzantine Emperors between the death of Nikephoros I in 811 to the deposition of Michael VI in 1057.

Then in the Sicily during the 12th Century, a illuminated manuscript version of Synopsis of Histories was produced at the Norman court of Palermo. This manuscript is called Madrid Skylitzes, because nowadays is housed in the Spanish National Library, in the web page of the Library you can see the Madrid Skylitzes digitized.

1. Byzantine attack on Crete

2. Byzantines under Krateros defeat the Cretan Saracens

3. Byzantines under Nikephoros Phokas besiege Chandax

4. Byzantines under Ooryphas ambush and defeat the Cretan Saracens

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¿Cuáles son las reglas básicas para jugar a los dardos correctamente?

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¿Cuáles son las reglas básicas para jugar a los dardos correctamente?

Posición correcta

La posición correcta es fundamental para la salud y el bienestar del cuerpo humano. Ya sea al estar sentado, de pie o acostado, mantener una postura adecuada es esencial para prevenir dolores musculares, lesiones y problemas de salud a largo plazo.

Cuando estamos sentados, es importante asegurarse de que la espalda esté recta y apoyada en el respaldo de la silla. Los pies deben estar planos en el suelo o en un reposapiés, y las rodillas deben estar a la altura de las caderas. Evitar encorvarse hacia adelante o encorvar los hombros puede ayudar a prevenir la tensión en la espalda y el cuello.

Al estar de pie, distribuir el peso corporal de manera uniforme en ambos pies y mantener los hombros hacia atrás puede ayudar a mantener una postura adecuada. Es importante evitar encorvarse hacia adelante o inclinar la cabeza hacia adelante, ya que esto puede causar tensión en la espalda y los músculos del cuello.

Incluso al dormir, es importante mantener una postura adecuada para evitar dolores de espalda y problemas de sueño. Dormir boca arriba o de lado con una almohada de apoyo puede ayudar a mantener la alineación de la columna vertebral y reducir la presión sobre las articulaciones.

En resumen, mantener una posición correcta en todas las actividades diarias es esencial para prevenir problemas de salud y mantener el bienestar general del cuerpo. Tomarse el tiempo para ajustar la postura y hacer correcciones cuando sea necesario puede marcar una gran diferencia en cómo nos sentimos a corto y largo plazo.

Lanzamiento preciso

El lanzamiento preciso es una habilidad fundamental en diversos ámbitos, desde los deportes hasta la tecnología. En el mundo de los deportes, un lanzamiento preciso puede marcar la diferencia entre la victoria y la derrota. Ya sea en el baloncesto, el fútbol o el béisbol, la capacidad de lanzar con precisión puede definir el curso de un juego.

En el ámbito tecnológico, el lanzamiento preciso cobra especial relevancia en el desarrollo de diversos productos, como cohetes espaciales o drones. Un pequeño margen de error en el ángulo de lanzamiento puede resultar en consecuencias catastróficas. Es por ello que los ingenieros y técnicos se esfuerzan por perfeccionar las técnicas de lanzamiento preciso, utilizando cálculos precisos y tecnología de vanguardia.

En el campo de la música, el lanzamiento preciso también es crucial para lograr interpretaciones impecables. Los cantantes y músicos deben afinar su capacidad de emitir notas con precisión, especialmente en géneros musicales que demandan una ejecución técnica excepcional, como la ópera o el jazz.

En resumen, el lanzamiento preciso es una habilidad transversal que se aplica en diversas disciplinas, desde el deporte hasta la tecnología y la música. Aquellos que dominan esta destreza tienen la capacidad de destacar en sus respectivos campos y alcanzar el éxito deseado.

Puntuación en diana

En el mundo de los deportes y las competiciones, la puntuación en diana es un aspecto crucial que determina la habilidad y precisión de un participante. Ya sea en tiro con arco, dardos o cualquier otra disciplina que requiera apuntar a un objetivo específico, la puntuación en diana es la métrica que refleja la destreza del jugador.

En el tiro con arco, por ejemplo, se otorgan diferentes puntos según la zona en la que se impacte la flecha en el blanco. El centro de la diana suele valer más puntos, premiando la precisión y la concentración del arquero. En los dardos, cada sección de la diana tiene asignada una puntuación específica, lo que hace que cada lanzamiento requiera cálculo y puntería para obtener la máxima puntuación posible.

La puntuación en diana no solo es importante en términos de competición, sino que también refleja el progreso y la mejora de un jugador a lo largo del tiempo. Observar cómo aumenta la puntuación en diana de un individuo puede ser gratificante y motivador, impulsándolo a seguir practicando y perfeccionando sus habilidades.

En resumen, la puntuación en diana es un elemento fundamental en diversos deportes y actividades que implican apuntar con precisión. Es un reflejo del talento y la dedicación de un jugador, y puede ser la diferencia entre la victoria y la derrota en una competición. A través de la práctica constante y el enfoque en mejorar la puntuación en diana, los deportistas pueden alcanzar niveles cada vez más altos de excelencia en sus disciplinas.

Reglas del juego

Las reglas del juego son fundamentales para garantizar un ambiente justo y equitativo en cualquier actividad o competencia. Establecen los límites y especificaciones que deben seguir los participantes, así como las consecuencias por su incumplimiento. En diferentes contextos, como deportes, juegos de mesa o competencias laborales, las reglas del juego son indispensables para mantener el orden y la transparencia.

En los deportes, por ejemplo, las reglas del juego definen qué acciones son permitidas y cuáles no, cómo se puntúa o se determina al ganador, y qué sanciones se aplican en caso de faltas. Esto garantiza que la competencia sea justa y que todos los participantes tengan las mismas oportunidades de éxito.

De igual manera, en los juegos de mesa las reglas del juego son esenciales para asegurar que todos los jugadores jueguen bajo las mismas condiciones y que se respeten los límites establecidos. Esto evita conflictos y malentendidos, permitiendo que la diversión fluya de manera armoniosa.

En el ámbito laboral, seguir las reglas del juego implica acatar las normativas y procedimientos establecidos por la empresa, lo que contribuye a mantener un ambiente de trabajo profesional y ordenado. Esto facilita la coordinación de tareas y el logro de los objetivos organizacionales.

En resumen, las reglas del juego son pilares fundamentales en cualquier actividad competitiva o colaborativa, ya que promueven la equidad, la transparencia y el respeto entre los participantes. Seguir y hacer cumplir las reglas del juego es clave para garantizar un desarrollo armonioso y exitoso en cualquier ámbito.

Estrategias ganadoras

Las estrategias ganadoras son clave en cualquier ámbito de la vida, ya sea en los negocios, en el deporte o en cualquier otro campo en el que se busque el éxito. Estas estrategias se refieren a un conjunto de acciones planificadas y coordinadas que tienen como objetivo alcanzar metas específicas de manera efectiva y eficiente.

En el mundo de los negocios, las estrategias ganadoras pueden incluir la identificación de oportunidades de mercado, el desarrollo de productos innovadores, la implementación de campañas de marketing efectivas y la gestión adecuada de los recursos disponibles. También es fundamental tener en cuenta la competencia y adaptarse a los cambios del entorno para mantener la ventaja competitiva.

En el ámbito deportivo, las estrategias ganadoras pueden implicar el análisis detallado de los rivales, la planificación de jugadas tácticas específicas y el entrenamiento riguroso para mejorar el rendimiento físico y mental. La disciplina, la dedicación y la capacidad de trabajo en equipo suelen ser aspectos fundamentales para alcanzar el éxito en este campo.

En resumen, las estrategias ganadoras son fundamentales para alcanzar el éxito en cualquier ámbito de la vida. La planificación, la ejecución y la evaluación constante de estas estrategias son clave para superar desafíos, alcanzar metas y mantenerse en la cima.

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Hola! Puedo pedirte un layout de Kevin Kaslana, del videojuego Honkai Impact 3rd?

Cómo el personaje tiene varias formas/aspectos, te paso una foto de Google de la forma de Kevin de la que me gustaría el layout. Pero si no encuentras suficientes fotos, mientras esa sea el icon estaría genial.

https://images.app.goo.gl/hwZyq2QvBkFiQVfW7

(También me gustaría pedir dos icons, uno transparente y otro no, porque por ahora no puedo poner icons transparentes 😔)

Primero que nada te agradezco mucho que hayas buscado imágenes para darme una referencia y no cometer el error de tomar un fanart por accidente 🫶🏻. Segundo, aquí está tu pedido, espero lo disfrutes cielo! cualquier cambio me avisas. <3

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"Pixar in a Box" - Reflection

A storyteller has the power to influence their audience by building a connection through their emotions. This tactic allows the viewer to fully encompass the value of the story. Your story begins with a character who explores their experiences and engages with their audience. To inspire creativity you must follow the key of your imagination. By using the “what if” question you enter a world of possibilities that “shut down the logic part of your brain” and allow you to challenge expectations. The idea of “wandering” helps guide the writer into bringing their story to life. To begin the process of finding a focus for your story you can practice “what if” scenarios. This allows the writer to communicate their ideas concisely. The environment and character are key to making the story official or substantial enough to leave an impact on the audience. Writing within your story and expressing the complexities of your life can add depth to the structure of this story. You need to understand that searching for your story helps the writer find their “true” meaning. What is the feeling that inspired this idea and influenced this story? The process of trial and error is repetitive but does initially improve over time to create a story. 

The development of simple to complex characters helps add substance and meaning to the story. By using fully developed characters with an internal and external core you can transform this story into a memorable experience. Ronnie Del Carmen said, “Characters have to come from authentic human emotions and experiences.” The essence of these characters must represent a symbolic relationship within your own life. You must understand the desires of a character which becomes more realistic and affects the audience in a valuable manner. Overall, I value the message and characters who envelop the significance of my story.

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Revolutionizing Healthcare: The Impact of Advanced Medical Software on Streamlining Medical Records

En el panorama dinámico de la atención médica moderna, la adopción de tecnología de punta se ha vuelto imperativa para mejorar la eficiencia, la precisión y la atención al paciente. Un paso importante en esta dirección es el desarrollo y la implementación de software médico dedicado a la gestión y mantenimiento de registros médicos. Esta tecnología revolucionaria está remodelando la forma en que los profesionales de la salud manejan la información de los pacientes, generando una nueva era de procesos optimizados y mejores resultados para los pacientes.

La necesidad de innovación en la gestión de registros médicos El sistema tradicional de registros médicos en papel ha sido durante mucho tiempo la norma en la atención médica, pero sus limitaciones son cada vez más evidentes en el entorno actual, acelerado y basado en datos. A medida que crece el volumen de pacientes, se hace evidente la necesidad de una solución más eficiente y escalable. El software médico para registros médicos aborda estos desafíos al proporcionar una plataforma digital que permite a los proveedores de atención médica administrar, organizar y recuperar información de los pacientes sin problemas.

Características clave del software médico avanzado

Integración de Registros Médicos Electrónicos (EHR): El software médico moderno va más allá del simple mantenimiento de registros. Se integra perfectamente con los registros médicos electrónicos, lo que permite a los profesionales de la salud acceder a una vista integral del historial médico, los medicamentos y los planes de tratamiento de un paciente en tiempo real. Esta integración fomenta la colaboración entre los proveedores de atención médica y garantiza la continuidad de la atención.

Documentación simplificada:

Uno de los principales beneficios del software médico es la reducción del papeleo manual. A través de interfaces intuitivas y procesos automatizados, los proveedores de atención médica pueden documentar de manera eficiente los encuentros, diagnósticos y planes de tratamiento de los pacientes. Esto no sólo ahorra tiempo sino que también minimiza el riesgo de errores asociados con la entrada manual de datos.

Interoperabilidad:

En una era en la que los servicios de atención sanitaria suelen ser prestados por una red de especialistas e instalaciones, la interoperabilidad es crucial. El software médico avanzado garantiza que diferentes sistemas puedan comunicarse y compartir datos de forma segura, fomentando un ecosistema de atención médica cohesivo. Esta interoperabilidad mejora la calidad general de la atención al paciente.

Seguridad y cumplimiento de los datos:

Con la creciente prevalencia de las ciberamenazas, proteger los datos de los pacientes es primordial. El software médico incorpora sólidas medidas de seguridad para proteger la información confidencial. Además, estos sistemas están diseñados para cumplir con las regulaciones y estándares de la industria, garantizando que los proveedores de atención médica cumplan con sus obligaciones legales y éticas.

Impacto transformador en la atención al paciente La adopción de software médico para registros médicos tiene un profundo impacto en la atención y los resultados del paciente. Al brindar a los profesionales de la salud acceso instantáneo a información precisa y actualizada, estos sistemas les permiten tomar decisiones informadas rápidamente. Esto no sólo mejora la eficiencia de la prestación de atención médica, sino que también mejora la seguridad y satisfacción del paciente.

Además, la implementación de software médico facilita el análisis y la información basados en datos. Los proveedores de atención médica pueden aprovechar estas herramientas para identificar tendencias, monitorear resultados e implementar prácticas basadas en evidencia. Este enfoque basado en datos conduce a estrategias de atención al paciente más personalizadas y efectivas, lo que en última instancia contribuye a mejores resultados de salud.

El futuro de la gestión de registros médicos

A medida que la tecnología continúa evolucionando, el futuro de la gestión de registros médicos ofrece posibilidades aún más interesantes. Es probable que la inteligencia artificial y el aprendizaje automático desempeñen un papel fundamental en la automatización de tareas rutinarias, el análisis predictivo y la mejora de las capacidades de diagnóstico. Además, la integración de plataformas de telesalud y dispositivos portátiles amplía aún más el alcance del software médico, permitiendo un seguimiento completo y continuo de la atención sanitaria.

Para más información :-

Software médico para registros médicos

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Automating Success: The Impact of Machine Learning Services

In today's fast-paced and technology-driven world, businesses are continuously seeking innovative ways to stay ahead of the competition, improve efficiency, and drive growth. One of the most transformative technologies enabling businesses to achieve these goals is Artificial Intelligence (AI), more specifically, Machine Learning. Machine Learning services have revolutionized how businesses operate by automating processes, analyzing data, and making data-driven decisions. In this article, we will explore how Machine Learning services are automating success for businesses across various industries.

Understanding Machine Learning Services

Machine Learning is a subset of AI that involves the development of algorithms and models that enable computers to learn from data and improve their performance without explicit programming. Machine Learning services offer businesses access to these advanced algorithms and expertise, allowing them to harness the full potential of data-driven automation.

By leveraging Machine Learning services, businesses can process vast amounts of data, detect patterns, make predictions, and automate complex tasks that would be otherwise time-consuming and error-prone if done manually. This transformative technology has opened up new avenues for businesses to enhance their operations, optimize processes, and make well-informed decisions.

Enhancing Data Analysis and Decision-Making

Companies collect vast volumes of data from various sources, ranging from customer interactions and sales records to operational metrics and market trends. However, the true value of this data lies in the insights it can provide to drive business growth.

Machine Learning services enable businesses to extract valuable insights from their data rapidly and efficiently. With advanced data analysis techniques, businesses can identify trends, correlations, and anomalies that would be challenging to detect manually. These insights empower decision-makers to make informed choices, optimize business strategies, and seize new opportunities.

Moreover, Machine Learning models can predict future outcomes based on historical data, allowing businesses to anticipate market trends, customer behavior, and supply chain demands. This predictive capability ensures that businesses are well-prepared to adapt to changing market dynamics and make proactive decisions that drive success.

Optimizing Operations and Efficiency

Automation lies at the heart of Machine Learning services, and it is a key driver of increased efficiency for businesses. Automation allows companies to streamline repetitive and time-consuming tasks, enabling employees to focus on more strategic and value-added activities.

For instance, customer support processes can be automated with AI-powered chatbots that can handle customer inquiries, provide instant responses, and escalate complex issues to human agents when necessary. This not only improves response times but also reduces the workload on customer support teams, leading to enhanced customer satisfaction.

In the realm of supply chain and logistics, Machine Learning services optimize routes, manage inventory, and predict demand, resulting in reduced lead times, minimized transportation costs, and improved overall efficiency. The automation of these processes ensures that businesses can deliver products and services to customers in a timely and cost-effective manner.

Personalization and Customer Experience

In the age of personalized experiences, businesses need to understand and cater to the unique preferences and needs of their customers. Machine Learning services play a crucial role in delivering personalized customer experiences.

By analyzing customer data, Machine Learning models can segment customers based on their behavior, preferences, and purchase history. This segmentation allows businesses to create targeted marketing campaigns, recommend personalized products, and deliver relevant content to each customer.

When customers feel valued and understood, they are more likely to remain loyal to a brand and become advocates, leading to increased customer lifetime value and positive word-of-mouth marketing.

Improving Security and Fraud Detection

With the rise of digital transactions and online interactions, businesses face an increased risk of security breaches and fraudulent activities. Machine Learning services provide robust security measures that can detect and prevent fraudulent behavior.

Machine Learning models can analyze vast amounts of data in real-time, identify suspicious patterns, and raise alerts for potential fraud. This proactive approach ensures that businesses can safeguard their assets, protect sensitive information, and maintain trust with their customers.

Driving Innovation and Competitive Advantage

Innovation is a key driver of success in today's dynamic business landscape. Machine Learning services empower businesses to innovate and differentiate themselves from competitors.

By automating routine tasks and optimizing processes, businesses can focus on strategic initiatives and innovative projects. This not only accelerates the pace of innovation but also enables companies to bring new products and services to market faster.

Moreover, with Machine Learning-powered predictive analytics, businesses can gain insights into emerging market trends and customer preferences, allowing them to develop and launch products that align with market demands.

Conclusion

Machine Learning services have emerged as a transformative force, empowering businesses to automate processes, enhance decision-making, and drive growth. From data analysis and predictive analytics to automation and personalization, Machine Learning solutions offer businesses an array of tools to stay competitive and thrive in the digital age.

As businesses continue to embrace automation and data-driven insights, the impact of Machine Learning services will only grow stronger. Companies that harness the power of Machine Learning will be better equipped to adapt to changing market dynamics, deliver exceptional customer experiences, and drive innovation.

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//I'll answer these for Mun as I tagged it Munday =) Questions for movie fans Specify if for mun and/or muse! - @dontcxckitup

What’s your favorite movie?

Mun: THE MUMMY RETURNS/The Mummy - I mean as if it wasn't obvious. I love the mummy returns so much it's just so much fun and so quotable and it's one of those formative films that made me fall in love with adventure/pulp movies like that.

I also really love: The World's End, Galaxy Quest and Muppet Treasure Island, Die Hard.

Who’s your favorite actress/actor? -

So I have a few, I used to get very hyperfocused on actors, but I'm going to be honest I might not have seen everything they've been in. I think part of this is because I really like characters so if they have several characters I like I just class them as my favourite actors. I also think Rickman's death had an impact on me getting too attached to actors/actresses.....

Anyway, my favourites are: Rachel Weisz, Alan Rickman, Sam Neill, TIlda Swinton

Do you collect anything movie-related? Is there a backstory to any of those items?

So I used to collect DVD's and I have about 300+ of those but I stopped because of streaming/room/cost. They used to be a special thing I could get when I wasn't earning very much money. I have a few pop funkos and such but I think my collecting of movie/tv stuff really stopped after a certain author revealed herself to be a certain type of way. I don't want to get into politics here but that franchise was my specialist interest and I knew everything and I had so much merch, even a lot of stuff from before the films ever came out. I even have sticker books with animations from before the movies were released. I just found that I couldn't, in good conscious, keep engaging with the franchise and talking about - which kind of meant endorsing it - when the author/creator was and still is actively trying to hurt a minority of people.

I still have the stuff in my loft, packed away safe in case she ever apologises and realises the error of her ways but it kind of made me hesitant about collecting a lot of movie stuff.

That being said I do enjoy getting stuff that's like not directly merch but more fan created or something I see and associate with the movie (if that makes sense) - so like I have a Mark Sloan (Diagnosis Murder) build a bear. I have a star trek build a bear too with a little phaser.

That was a lot of rambling sorry!

Are there any movies that had a huge impact on you? In what way?

The Mummy/The Mummy Returns - It influences everything. I think watching it was one of the first times I sort of registered that this is how you do good, 3 dimensional characters. It's such a fantastic example of how to do a good ensemble cast movie. A brilliant example of how to balance comedy and horror and I adore it.

There's a lot of movies that have had a huge impact on me in different areas of my life so it kind of depends what we're talking about. I have to break them down and catergorise them haha!

Have you ever met an actress/actor? -

Tv actors and actresses I've met a few, I used to know someone who worked in soaps over here in the UK and they'd often have parties with soap actresses/actors.

I met Bianca Del Rio at a meet and greet.

I had the opportunity to meet a few at the Macbeth Premiere in Edinburgh but I was too nervous and chickened out (I wanted to meet Paddy Considine and have him sign something for me so BAD).

I just get too nervous tbh. So I don't know if I'd be able to meet one.

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[polohbes]

La necesidad de un corazón consolado.

Colosenses 2:2 Para que sean consolados sus corazones, entrelazados ellos en amor, hasta alcanzar todas las riquezas de la plena certidumbre de entendimiento, hasta alcanzar el pleno conocimiento del misterio de Dios, es decir, Cristo.

En este versículo Pablo menciona dos órganos cruciales de nuestro ser interior: el corazón y la mente. (La palabra “entendimiento” está relacionada con la mente). Una vez que nuestro corazón es afectado, se enfría y se vuelve disidente, es fácil que nuestra mente se distraiga y sea atacada por el enemigo. Cuando esto sucede, nuestra mente no es capaz de entender un mensaje que trate sobre Cristo y el plan maestro de Dios.

Por ejemplo, si mi mente es atacada debido a cierto problema que reside en mi corazón, me puede disgustar mucho si un hermano no sonríe cuando me saluda. Me puede molestar aún más si el mismo hermano invita a otro a almorzar, y no me invita a mí. El enojo que siento no es causado por mi mal genio, sino por un problema del corazón. En mi corazón, tal vez desee respeto, honor y reconocimiento. Esto quizás me haga sentir que los demás deberían mostrarme respecto, saludándome con mucha cordialidad. Pero si no tengo ningún problema en mi corazón, no me molestará si un hermano no me saluda o si no me tiene en cuenta en una actividad particular.

“Pues su ira dura solo un instante, ¡pero su favor perdura toda una vida! El llanto podrá durar toda la noche, pero con la mañana llega la alegría.”

‭‭Salmos‬ ‭30‬:‭5‬ ‭NTV‬‬.

Abrazar el cactus . ¿Qué frase será más loca que esa? Abrazar el dolor que produce el tener que aceptar que necesitamos ayuda porque algo en nosotros no está bien, y necesita ser sanado; (Consolado)el dolor de reconocer nuestros errores, todo el daño que hemos hecho con ellos, y el que hemos permitido que nos hagan. Ya que no somos víctimas, nuestros vacíos y traumas fueron gasolina para las heridas que nos causaron.

Pues, tal vez ese es el dolor con el que he estado más agradecido en mi vida, porque me he liberado de vivir esclavo de lo que los demás piensen de mí. Hoy soy libre para amar, recibir amor, elegir caminar con Cristo y ser obediente, y de esta manera permitir que muchas bendiciones sean derramadas sobre mí y mi familia.

El dolor que se produce durante la restauración, te da la certeza de que, una vez Dios cura tu herida, jamás volverás atrás, porque una vez que el Señor te transforma y cambia la mentira por Su verdad, tus actitudes y comportamientos cambian.

Atrévete a abrazar ese dolor. Deja que el médico sane tu herida, la limpie y restaure los tejidos de la profundidad de tu corazón, los fortalezca para que la sangre bombee con fuerza por todo tu ser, y el Espíritu de Dios fluya e impacte a otros por tu testimonio. Permanece en su amor y déjate transformar por el Padre y ser consolado.

R.P.H.