Toreadorcarol - Meu Livro Em Branco

Essa eh Carmilla, bruxa, família de ciganos, desconhecidos, foi abandonada na porta de orfanato, fugiu qndo tinha 16 anos, morou na rua ali pela lapa, conheceu pessoas q lhe ajudaram a entender o seu despertar, faz artesanato pra sobreviver, com seus dons de premonições através de sonhos, teve contato com outros dispertos. Onde se juntou a eles e saiu das ruas, conheceu Max ilusionista urbano, criou um carinho por ele pela forma q era trata... (história ainda em andamento)

Fareeha makes the mistake of falling asleep on the couch in the common room one time and the image now haunts her.

Hana had uploaded it to the internet with a joke caption to a lot of LOLs and fire emojis. In a matter of hours, faster than Fareeha has ever seen an army of strangers become a community, information about her military record, previous relationships, favorite foods, and height and weight had been blasted from one end of the net to the other.

All of that had been out there, in one form or another, long before this fiasco, so it’s not very bothersome, in general. What is bothersome is that Fareeha has never particularly had to deal with the implications of a massive subset of people who find her attractive and are adamant about proclaiming so as loudly as the web will allow them to.

She’s not even entirely sure why it had made such an impression. She’d been half sliding off the couch, wearing an old shirt of Angela’s (moth eaten graphics of some band from the early 2000s) and shorts. To be frank, she’d been a bit of a mess. Probably, that is what had promoted Hana to take the photo to begin with.

Still…

Fareeha shakes her head and laughs in surprise more than mirth when she walks into the medbay and sees that Angela has made it her screensaver and is currently staring at her monitor.

“Not you,” Fareeha begs, half joking. Angela turns to her and smiles guiltily.

“It’s a very good picture!” Angela says in her defense. “And anyway, as your girlfriend, I feel I have as much a right as the entire internet to any photo you look adorable in.”

“You may have as many pictures of me as you care to ask for,” says Fareeha, moving to kiss Angela. The other woman allows it. “But perhaps in the next one, I will not be drooling.” Fareeha pulls back enough to look Angela in the eye for one pseudo-serious moment, and then buries her head in the junction between Angela’s neck and shoulder and breaks out into embarrassed laughter.

Sobre sábado! Casamento do Xinha rsrs #CasamentoDoDanielEDaGabriela #DanielEGabriela #GabrielaEDaniel (em Sitio Do Pontal)

It’s been a while.

When Fareeha get’s hurt and she doesn’t think it’s bad and Angela needs to keep up with the stubborn Amari. Slow burn.

The low hum of VTOL’s engines sounded throughout the hold area. The roaring shouts of Reinhardt’s could be heard even down in the most deserted parts of the huge ship. The whole team was getting back to the watchpoint after a successful mission and nobody seemed to care about how tired they were. Zarya and Reinhardt were arm wrestling on the debriefing table in the main area, while Tracer cheered on them piloting the ship. Even the old Commander Morrison seemed to be in a good mood as he sat on the couch looking closely at the duel.

“Please do not strain anything, I would prefer not having you in the infirmary just because you went too far” Angela sighed, knowing that she might as well not say anything, either of the two wouldn’t dare to give up. She came up behind Winston asking how far from the base were they. Estimated time of arrival: 22 minutes.

“You are still coming in for a check-up when we get there” Mercy glared at Reinhardt, who just smiled putting all of his force in the death grip he was in with Zarya. Neither of them seemed to budge, but the grin on Zarya’s face showed that she was having fun.

“Don’t worry, my friend! I got this under control!” the old man roared trying to glare down the Russian wrestler.

“Yes mooom!” Hana smirked from the corner she was sitting in together with Lucio. Angela just put her fingers to the bridge of her nose. She loved whole of the Overwatch family they created, the old and the new additions, but after the recall first week of their comeback she became like mother to the younger members of the team, and after three months of operations she still couldn’t get used to being called ‘mom’. Even Bastion who seemed to be only understood by Lucio and Zenyatta, beeped happily and waved his armored hand at her, seemingly saying something polite.

She glared at the two youngsters that were lost in their world. “I’m not letting anyone go this time.” Angela sat down in her usual spot, close to the big door. She looked around giving each of them a quick glance turning on her visor and checking their vitals. Everyone seemed to be a bit bruised maybe had a few cuts, but they all seemed to be in the best condition they could, after the hell they just went through. Angela felt like she was missing something. Something or someone.

“Did anyone see Pharah?” she tried not to look as concerned as she was.

“She went downstairs, said she needed… HA! TAKE THAT!” Hana started to explain, tapping at the handheld game. “… some time off.”

“Ten minutes to landing!” Winston shouted from his chair. Angela decided she still had the time to find and check-up on Fareeha. She was excited when she first heard that she was going to join them, but she never expected to be hit with the familiar feeling from seven years ago. The feelings like her whole world was shaking and she couldn’t think straight. That feeling that only came to her when she was around Pharah. The once small child that wanted to find justice in the wretched world. Now grown up and battle-hardened warrior, with perfectly curved jawline and that long stare that seemed to look right into your soul. Angela melted under that stare. As much as she didn’t want to squander their friendship, she stopped lying to herself and admitted that she indeed might have had feelings for Fareeha, which were more than just friendship. She came down the stairs into the hold area, only to find Pharah halfway lying on one of the chairs still fully in her armor.

“Are you alright?” Angela asked quietly, voice filled with worry.

“I’m fine,” came the even quieter response. "I’m just tired.”

“You went ahead without backup, are you sure nothing happened?” there was a moment during their mission when Pharah suddenly disappeared from any radar. The only indication that she didn’t go AWOL was Jack’s 'I sent her ahead, she will be back in a moment’ when Angela gazed at him ready to find her at all costs. After they got back onto their transport Fareeha hasn’t said a word and disappeared somewhere. Angela didn’t have the time to even check if she needed any immediate help. Jack reassured her that Fareeha would say so if that was the case. Maybe she just needed some time alone.

“I’m fine,” the all known answer that Pharah had perfected.

Continuar lendo

Carol, no momento de seu nascimento era o signo de Touro que se levantava no horizonte leste (ascendente). Esta combinação costuma dar às pessoas uma aparência mais calma e tranquila, pois Touro de certa forma modera toda a tradicional impulsividade ariana - mas veja bem, a impulsividade e a agressividade continuam aí, só que "disfarçadas". A qualidade terrena de Touro se junta à energia fogosa de Áries, podendo transformar você, Carol, num verdadeiro trator: quando enfia algo na cabeça, não há santo que lhe faça mudar de ideia! Este excesso de energia pode inclusive beneficiar a prática esportiva, e você tenderá a ter uma boa constituição geral. Marte e Vênus, seus dois regentes principais, sugerem uma sensualidade intensa, e uma forte intensidade de desejos que levam você a amar com toda intensidade a vida, os prazeres e o sexo. Os apetites desejosos são muito fortes e tudo isso é válido, contanto que não se torne a finalidade única de sua existência. Para você, Carol, é conveniente cultivar um pouco mais a moderação dos quereres e este egoísmo básico que pode vir a atrapalhar seus relacionamentos. Ver as coisas apenas sob o seu ponto de vista é mais confortável, mas não é justo. Touro no ascendente lhe confere uma atmosfera mais afetuosa e mais estável. Precisará aprender a moderar os jogos de poder em seus relacionamentos, aprendendo - e por sua vez ensinando - que numa relação não devem existir "vencedores e vencidos", e sim parceiros e, sobretudo, confiança. E isso vale, Carol para qualquer qualidade de relação: da conjugal às sociedades. Se Touro, um signo fixo de Terra, se encontra no Ascendente, a vida terá de ser encarada com mais vagar e estabilidade. Em vez de se precipitar para as coisas, Touro ascendente deveria planejar, estruturar e trabalhar de modo sistemático para suas metas. A fixidez desse signo no Ascendente sugere que a pessoa precisa aderir ou continuar numa fase de experiência por muito mais tempo que os tipos de Áries ascendente.

Melhor Natal impossível, todos os dias meu coração devido a distancia, e sempre que posso estar junto com minha filha aproveito o máximo q posso. Estar com ela foi a melhor parte do meu "Natal". #amordemaeefilha #maedemenina👧 #natalcomela😍 #amordaminhavida (em Nova Russas) https://www.instagram.com/p/Br1hKanBmpZ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1k469q51d0p8x

#NumaGalaxiaMuitoMuitoDistante #StarWarsOImperioContraAtaca #MaratonaStarWars #EpisódioV #EleEEu Ele#FolgaNoDomingo #Pipoca #Coca_Cola (em Pinheiro,rio Das Pedras)

Café e leitura combinação perfeita. Livro maravilhoso do meu amigo @rodrigofrequente #cafesantaclara #UmaJornadaTupiniquim #LeiaMais #LeiaUmLivro (em Cidade dos Funcionários) https://www.instagram.com/p/BsVM_fThNip/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1fa6yl9wz5ti3

Ostentação é você ter mais livros que sapatos kkkkkk #gameofthrones #georgerrmartin #LeiaUmLivro #ViciadaEmLivros #NerdGirl (em Em Cidades Dos Funcionário) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqTeNm6hm4J/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=bi894sm8mgob

me after opening up to someone: wow, i feel so much better!!! :) that was a good idea. 

me lying in bed that night, realising what I’ve done: