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heleentje · 1 year

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So there's a take that crops up every so often in the Breath of the Wild fandom, and it goes something like this:

Windblight Ganon is such a piece of cake! If Revali were as talented as he claimed to be, he wouldn't have been defeated by it, so clearly he's just an arrogant blowhard.

I disagree. Because while Windblight might have been relatively easy for the player to defeat, circumstances conspired against Revali in every possible way.

Strike 1: The Blight Ganons were tailor-made to defeat the Champions

While it's not stated outright, the Blights seem to be custom-made to put their respective opponents at the worst possible disadvantage. So while Link can avoid the whirlwinds on the ground, they would be very disruptive to Revali's Gale (something he's only been able to do consistently for a short while). Arrows, too, can easily get blown off course by the wind even when using a heavy bow (so can a Rito, who is presumably lighter than a Hylian).

If, on top of that, it was raining (implied by memories #16 and #17), then Revali's favoured bomb arrows would have been useless. Not a great recipe for a fight.

Strike 2: Rito don't see well in the dark

Botw is a game that doesn't tell you a lot upfront, but you can find a wealth of information in every little corner. Case in point, in Gerudo Town there's a Rito named Frita. And she has a very interesting tidbit to share if you talk to her at night.

[Image ID: A Rito named Frita in Gerudo Town says: "Us Rito... We haven't got the best night vision, to be honest."]

When the Calamity emerged, an unnatural darkness blanketed the land. A darkness that persists from its appearance all the way through Link and Zelda fleeing and their final stand at Fort Hateno, up until Zelda temporarily sealed the Calamity (memories #15, #16 and #17).

That’s without even mentioning the laser show Windblight Ganon puts on. Ever encountered a car with LED lights on a dark road? Now imagine how Revali felt.

Strike 3: Revali had to fly non-stop for hours to get to Medoh

After sinking some hours into playing botw, you probably get used to warping all across the map via the shrines. Going from Lurelin to Rito Village is a matter of seconds. And if the Sheikah had been able to unlock the Sheikah Slate fully in the past, that would have been a massive boon to the war effort.

Unfortunately, they didn't. Which means that, when Calamity Ganon emerged, all the Champions had to take the long road to their Divine Beasts.

Now what does that mean for Revali? We can hazard a pretty good guess, but we don't have to, because the art book tells us: Revali flew straight from Lanayru East Gate to Rito Village. It's hard to tell exactly how long that would have taken him, but I'm estimating that would be about 8-10 hours flying non-stop.

[Image ID: A map of Hyrule showing the presumed routes the Champions took to get to their Divine Beasts. Revali's is a straight line across Hyrule.]

Which means Revali (like the other Champions) was probably already exhausted by the time he got to Medoh.

Aaaaaand that's three strikes, he's out!

But if that's not enough for you yet, here's one more thing. Admittedly, this is less solidly canon than the previous parts, but it's conjecture that, in my opinion, is backed up by the Champions' Ballad DLC.

Strike 4: Revali lacked his best weapon and may have been injured

The artbook shows us another salient tidbit. Revali could have detoured if he wanted to, but he didn't: he flew in the straightest possible line across Hyrule Field.

Hyrule Field, better known as the center of the chaos at the time.

Can we really expect a Champion, especially a Champion who's so eager to prove himself, to not stop and at least try to help? And while trying to help, what might have happened to him?

When you fight the Blights in the illusory realm, you gain a set amount of equipment, implied to be what the Champions carried with them at the time. And with Revali, something's missing.

[Image ID: The bow inventory during the DLC fight against Windblight Ganon. It includes a Falcon Bow, Duplex Bow and Phrenic Bow.]

Where's the Great Eagle Bow?

Would Rito Champion Revali, greatest archer in known Rito history, really not be carrying his signature bow, when every other Champion carried their favoured weapon?

This, combined with his route straight across Hyrule Field, makes me suspect that he did engage the Guardians, lost his bow, and may even have gotten injured in the process.

So there you have it. Just about everything was against Revali in that fight. And while Link, and by extension the player, may have had an easy time of it, they went into it at full health and with all the advantages of the Sheikah Slate.

Meanwhile, Revali arrived at Vah Medoh after a frantic hours-long flight only to be thrown into a fight he didn't expect against an opponent tailor-made to counter his every move, while he was unable to see properly and lacked his best weapon. And he still managed to put up one hell of a fight.

#botw #revali #meta #look I didn't write my first botw fic about this very thing just to have this nonsense persist #Revali is exactly as good as he claimed to be #and the Champions were thrown into a fight that had them at a massive disadvantage #(sidenote: Urbosa doesn't have the Thunder Helm either even though it probably could have saved her)#(Presumably she didn't want to detour when they were so pressed for time and she didn't expect a fight on Vah Naboris)

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azaarchiive · 3 months

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this is so random but i defo believe that sunarin is half spanish??? idk but stay with me here.

no one knew about him except for kits and aran due to them meeting his dad at the store randomly, it’s not like he was hiding it or anything but he didn’t see it as important to share?

then there’s this programme where you can apply to take a test in another language you are fluent in to make your record look good, sunarin was obviously wayyy to lazy to even pretend he wanted to do it but aran brought it up in front of everyone.

“you should do the language test rin, people would be begging to hire you!”

“why would he do it? he can only speak japanese?” atsumu asks, only to be told that he’s half spanish and can speak it fluently.

“he’s literally fluent in spanish? his dad is from spain, how does no one know?” aran says confusingly.

“to be fair, knowing rintarou, he probably did not want any attention.” kita respond which elicited a nod from sunarin.

sadly, that’s the exact reaction he gets as the whole team is now shocked and are testing his spanish skills, sunarin is already drained while speaking in basic level spanish to prove that he’s not lying.

“how do you say, i want to eat fries?”

“quiero comer patatas fritas.”

“how do you say, i love volleyball?”

“me encanta el voleibol.”

“how do you say, to be or not to be?”

“No estoy recitando a shakespeare para ti.”

(i’m not reciting shakespeare for you)

“how do you say, i hate atsumu miya?”

“odio atsumu miya.”

“hey! anyways, how do you say-“

“basta y cerrad vuestras malditas bocas!”

(stop it and shut your damn mouths!)

#authors #haikyuu #haikyuu suna #suna rintarou #suna headcanons #very weird thought but wanted to share #suna rintarō #inarazaki #hq imagines #hq drabble

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spevvy · 4 months

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Although the fact I finally leapt on the CNCO train almost four weeks to the day after they officially split up is 100% on brand for my rotten luck, I'm very fortunate to have ADHD and so I have spent the last four weeks trying to cram 8 years' worth of fandom into my brain, with a level of success that has impressed even myself.

Things that especially give me extra dopamine about these doofuses:

. We don't have time for all the things I love about that idiot Vélez but I'll come back to him in a moment. In any case, let me tell you, he's such an amazing human being that I'm not 100% sure he's even real.

Stop it this instant please (don't you dare)

. Watching the official videos and still being constantly astounded at Rich's wardrobe. This is split into two levels of incredulity—a) "What the bleedin ell has he got on this time?!", and b) "There wasn't enough budget for a shirt for the poor sod again, eh?" (NB: There is rarely any budget for a shirt for Rich in any video, the poor love. Let Rich Be Warm™, FFS!) Both a) and b) are particularly evident in the Miami video, where the Rich's Shirt budget appeared to have been spent on a granny scarf. For his hair. Obvs. Because of course.

Legit son, what the fuck, did you lose a bet or something, lad?? 👀 It's like when Stewart Granger was in films in the 40s and 50s and he'd wear increasingly bonkers outfits scene after scene but he had absolutely zero confidence issues so he just owned everything like of COURSE he was gonna rock the hell out of it. Oh to have a thimbleful of Richard Camacho's self-confidence!!!!

. Every. Single. Time. I. See. Joel. Pimentel. De. León. The. Only. Thing. I. Can. Think. Is. "CABELLITO AZÚUUUUUULLLLL!!!!😭😭😭"

Never has the loss of a toy blue horse (is he just trying to not say My Little Pony, or???) ever been so heartbreaking to me 💔💔💔 Bless that small sweet boy, I just want to protect him, he takes up that one hidden sliver of maternal instinct I have lurking somewhere!! 🥹🥹🥹😭😭

. Chris' hair during the CNCO album era totally gives trans butch lesbian vibes. No I will not take questions on this. Yes I'm way more into it than I can possibly explain in polite company. Stop it, Christopher, I'm already bi. Totally here for my inadvertently genderfluid monarch.

I just want her to slam me into a wall and call me a good girl I don't know what to tell you.

. Erick Brian Colón is the visual representation of iron fist in velvet glove. He may have the face of a little angel and the biggest greenest most beautiful eyes since the invention of green - but that kid is brutal, folks!!! BRUTAL!!!!!!!!!!!

"Guess who just got MUUURRRDEEERRRRREEEDDD!"

. Two words. Lengua kiss.

Zab, sweetheart, you said it perfectly. You couldn't have improved upon it, thank you for blessing us with your lengua kisses, we are grateful.

. The amount of clever camera trickery and stage choreography involved in showing Chris actually dancing as little as possible. Before any of you come at me over this—I'm not saying Chris can't dance, I'm saying they cut around him and they do it consistently enough that it's hilariously obvious they're doing it. One of my favourite examples is in the Vevo Lite performance of Reggaetón Lento, where they just show his left elbow. Oh honey. (I marked it with a pointy finger to help you out)

I have a few theories about this but it's probably because his hips are so wiggly that if they showed them doing their thing on screen they couldn't have marketed the band to kids and that's a giant drop in revenue before they've even started. Not that I've made a study of his wiggly hips. Honestly.

. I have, however, made a very careful study of that lip-lick-into-lip-bite thing he does, and have come to the conclusion that HE is nsfw. Him. Himself. Alone. With no help. He just oozes it. Holy fudgeballs (probably). He's 100% that one guy who would openly flirt with an empty bag of crisps. "Hola, paquetito vacío de papas fritas, seguro que parece que ha pasado un tiempo desde que tuviste papas fritas dentro de ti..... te apetecería??!?!?" Seriously son, give it a rest, we're all pregnant now.

I swear to god you wouldn't be able to sit down for a fortnight. Fucking bloody hellfire. Is probably how it would be. OOOOFFFFFFFFF......

. I have literally lost count of how many times I've seen 4Ever in the last four weeks. I mean genuinely I cannot remember. I stopped counting at 12. There is no particular reason for this. I can't imagine anything that keeps my attention so solidly.

It's beautiful. I've been looking at this for five hours, now.

. "Que quiénes somos? YOU ALREADY KNOW!" My guys this has been my very problem with artists announcing themselves on their songs for at least the last decade, thank you for addressing the pointlessness of this activity but doing it anyway, I love you for it.

(Can he not? Does he ever take a day off??)

. Bringing back 90s boy band dancing with a level of aplomb I haven't witnessed since approximately 1998. And yes, I do remember. I was 15 in 1998, I was very much the target audience. Anyway, watch Mis Ojos Lloran Por Ti, it's the most authentically 90s thing I've seen since actual 90s boy band music videos.

White shirts AND white vests with black trousers in an abandoned building? ALL THEY NEED IS RAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Also the rap section of Mis Ojos Lloran Por Ti sounds EXACTLY like the rap section of Mysterious Girl by Peter Andre. It does. Go on, check for yourselves, I'm right about this.

. Tóxica. Just. Omg. Tóxica. It's beautiful. I dunno whose idea it was to do an acapella arrangement, but I hope they always hit the green light in traffic, because wow. What a song. (here it is if you're unfamiliar with CNCO, you've read this far, and you've never heard the song before. Even if you have, it's always worth another listen!)

Honestly it gives me proper goosebumps every single time, it's THE dopamine song for me, it just does all the things to my brain all at once. I was listening to all their songs on shuffle and all of a sudden I heard this one and I just stopped dead in my tracks like "holy SHIT what the hell....this is... this is stunning!" Like THAT was the moment I was like yep that's it folks this is MY band now, these are MY boys, they've got me for life whether they like it or not, I'm theirs, they're mine, that's how fangirls and musicians go, my guys (gender neutral).

. I am obviously not a native Spanish speaker nor am I 100% fluent in speaking, but after 4 weeks I've managed to learn a significant portion of their back catalogue and I am so goshdarned proud of myself. By comparison it's taken me about 5 years to learn most of Morat's back catalogue and I've been in the fandom since just before Balas Perdidas dropped.

Okay fine I have a whole different set of distractions with Morat (goddammit Monchi!!!!), we can't compare them, and it's not a "which band is better" thing at all cos I refuse to choose between any of my boys because they're MY BOYS. It's just nice from a personal viewpoint to feel like my Spanish level is now at a stage where I can pick up new lyrics to songs quite quickly!!! I feel like my Spanish has really improved in the last month and these doofuses are 100% to blame and I adore them for it and so many other things.

Suffice to say, I may be way too late to the party, but I think I get to be at least an honorary CNCOwner at this point. Without the smallest shred of doubt I know that I am retroactively CNCOwned, at any rate.

(ya tú sabes😉)

#Christopher Velez #Chris Velez #zabdiel de jesus #erick brian colon #joel pimentel #richard camacho #cnco #my poor everything #what even was my life befife December 14 2023?#i cant remember #it doesnt matter #nothing matters any more #everything is Christopher Briant Vélez Muñoz and nothing hurts #i love him your honor #he's just perfect #I feel like people might come at me over something here but its all with love folks #we'll see I guess #some of the gifs are mine but meh me da igual

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hdowfj2 · 5 months

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Lidiar con la ansiedad nocturna.

A veces, cuando estamos a dieta, nos llega un antojo de algo que sabemos que no debemos comer, unas papas fritas o cualquier otra comida chatarra que haya. Lo que no sabías es que la ansiedad por comer algo sólo dura aproximadamente 60 segundos, y si logras sobrevivir los primeros 30, estás a salvo. Mientras se te antoja algo, te recomiendo:

Tomar un vaso gigante de agua fría y mascar hielos: El agua fría engaña tu cuerpo, aparte, el cuerpo requiere muchas energías para calentar el agua, entonces, perderás calorías mientras te tomes un vaso de agua fría.

Cenar a las 6:00pm y cepillarse a las 7:00pm: cuando haces esto, le estás diciendo a tu estómago que no vas a comer más, el aceptará y lo mas probable es que deje de mandarte antojos y ansiedades a tu cabeza.

Tratar de dormir de manera natural o con pastillas para dormir.

Si después de lo hecho todavía hay ansiedad... cómete 8 almendras, ojalá sin sal, masticarlas bien.

#tw ed diet #ana trigger #anatumblr #dieta ana #tw ana diary #ana bllog #ana e mia #princesa mia #princesa ana

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gustingirl · 1 year

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fifteen questions | fifteen people

tagged by the best @canaryislame ily

1. are you named after anyone?

i think so. a friend of my mom had her babygirl and named her like me before i was born and my mom kinda stole the name (not really)

2. when was the last time you cried?

i don’t even remember. probably watching something scaloneta related

3. do you have any kids?

oh no

4. do you use sarcasm a lot?

definitely all the time

5. what’s the first thing you notice about people?

their smiles and eyes. don’t know why but i focus on their eyes a lot

6. what is the color of your eyes?

greenish!

7. scary movies or happy endings?

none really. i hate scary movies but cheesy predictable happy endings bore me. i love to be shocked

8. any special talents?

it should be considered a special talent the way i overthink

9. where were you born?

argentina mejor pais del mundo

10. what are your hobbies?

writing mostly! i enjoy journal writing too (not writing really, more like artistic journals?)

11. do you have any pets?

two doggies <3 emma and yowi

12. what sports do you play/have you played?

everything back in high school though. i did handball (goalkeeper call me dibu and i was actually very good), field hockey and volleyball.

13. how tall are you?

165cm

14. favorite subject in school?

history!! i also enjoyed psychology, philosophy and english classes

15. dream job?

i would love to work somewhere in the editorial industry. i know it's almost a dead industry because of *sigh* technology but i wanna work there so badly. i’m even throwing cv like crazy (hay que agarrar pala)

tagging @peachy-101 @christina-dh @50-cm @my-faves-said-gay-rights @faeriemin @loser-user-noaccuser @joon-rkive @laucha-posting @knivesofwater @greenrubbersoul @rat-with-coffee @smythecriminal @harryduboisbignaturalss @latenightjjk @napo-con-fritas

#pain to find 15 people omg #i didnt know who to tag lmao #tag game

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animalcrossingshowdown · 1 year

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Round 3 most popular villager results:

we've finally gotten to the point where I don't feel that bad not putting most of the results under a read more. or I guess more accurately, the shame does not outweigh my desire to not reformat the list to separate the sweeps and the close matches.

more importantly, the comeback round starts very soon! like probably in a few minutes! I just need to finish setting it up and we'll be good to go

Lucky 88.4% / Lulu 11.6%

Fauna 87.6% / Flo 12.4%

Ione 82.9% / Hugh 17.1%

Poppy 82.6% / Pippy 17.4%

Muffy 79.6% / Nana 20.4%

Ellie 79.3% / Ed 20.7%

Marina 78.7% / Marty 21.3%

Coco 78.4% / Cube 21.6%

Beau 77.5% / Bella 22.5%

Daisy 77.3% / Curt 22.7%

Kyle 75.8% / Knox 24.2%

Maple 75.5% / Maggie 24.5%

Vesta 74.9% / Tutu 25.1%

Whitney 74.8% / Walker 25.2%

Vivian 73.6% / Viché 26.4%

Bianca 72.1% / Bertha 27.9%

Diana 71.1% / Deirdre 28.3%

Chevre 70.6% / Chrissy 29.4%

Agnes 70% / Alice 30%

Bob 69.8% / Biskit 30.2%

Punchy 69.6% / Purrl 30.4%

Sprinkle 69.5% / Soleil 30.5%

Jeremiah 69.4% / Joey 30.6%

Ankha 68.7% / Amelia 31.3%

Cephalobot 68.7% / Caroline 31.3%

Butch 67.1% / Carmen 32.9%

Shino 66.6% / Skye 33.4%

Stitches 66.2% / Sunny 33.8%

Molly 64.4% / Mitzi 35.6%

Dom 64.3% / Drago 35.7%

Sylvana 64.2% / Tad 35.8%

Fuchsia 63.4% / Frita 36.6%

Papi 63.1% / Opal 36.9%

Cherry 63% / Chai 37%

Rosie 62.4% / Ruby 37.6%

Bones 61.8% / Bow 38.2%

Merengue 61.4% / Melba 38.6%

Hazel 60.6% / Hamlet 39.4%

Pashmina 60.5% / Pecan 39.5%

Tangy 60% / Tia 40%

Roald 58.8% / Ribbot 41.2%

Julian 57.9% / Kabuki 42.1%

Sasha 56.8% / Shep 43.2%

Lolly 55.8% / Lily 44.2%

Tipper 55.8% / Tom 44.2%

Petri 55.5% / Pekoe 44.5%

Fang 54.4% / Erik 45.6%

Bunnie 54.2% / Bruce 45.8%

Pietro 54% / Phoebe 46%

Reneigh 53.6% / Raddle 46.4%

Goldie 53.4% / Gayle 46.6%

Olivia 53.1% / Norma 46.9%

Grizzly 52.4% / Goose 47.6%

Rodeo 52.4% / Rolf 47.6%

Azalea 52.3% / Bam 47.7%

Clay 51.2% / Cleo 48.8%

Kiki 51.1% / Ketchup 48.9%

Apollo 51% / Audie 49%

Zucker 50.2% / Wolfgang 49.8%

Hornsby 50.1% / Henry 49.9%

Freya 50% / Flora 50% (tie breaker mom has chosen Freya)

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tnc-n3cl · 1 year

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A Guide to Rito Village er... Torikirika

Torikirika (Toe-re-key-re-ka) is the Rito name for their settlement on Lake Totori known by non-Rito as "Rito Village." While it is the only Rito settlement accessible to non-Rito after the Great Calamity, it is far from the only Rito settlement in existence.

The term Torikirika most accurately translates into "Home of the Rito People," or more literally "Home of Our People." The word was poorly translated into "Rito Village" eons ago and the Rito themselves don't seem to bother correcting anyone, perhaps because their geographical isolation makes interaction with non-Rito so rare.

... Okay, that's enough in-universe stuff... So in my fanfic, "The Realm Walker," most Rito fled Hyrule after the Great Calamity and I put a world map that shows where their new settlements are at up on DA. (I will warn that it is a huge image though...) Also this is going to be a bit long and rambly, but there's visual aids using in game screen shots...

So, as "The Ballad of Kass" is moving towards events happening in Rito Village, I've decided to do a little expanding of the place because quite frankly Nintendo didn't give these poor birds enough space/didn't properly utilize the space that was given.

This pillar is located at the end of a lone bridge to the left of the entrance (when approaching from Rito Stable). This is where the Village Archives are, all sorts of historical documents and artifacts are stored in there. Kass is the Loresinger so he's in charge of keeping this stuff secure and preserved and Amali takes over that while he's flying around Hyrule helping Link out. Super secret stuff is in there so it's probably one of only two places the Rito would have actual doors.

This is one of those lone pillars on the lake, just south of the previous image. This is where the blacksmith shop is located, her name is Vertis (based on Harth's name in the German version) and her roost is on that pillar where the Archive entrance is. (Yes, there's a Korok there, so depending on how you get him, he's either hiding on top of the roost or moved somewhere else.)

A map view, the red pin is Frita's workshop/roost, she's the town jeweler, though she lets Huck & Nekk sell her wares rather than run her own shop. The Blue pin is Misa & Fyson's roost (at least until he moves to Tarrey Town...) The Yellow pin is Guy's roost, where he lives with his wife and kid. (Yes, I know, he's got a kid that never shows up in game, very suspicious that...) The green pin is Kisli's house, she's an OC I made cause there's not enough guards and Gesane needs to sleep! She's a Bubo Tribe (Owl) Rito loosely based on the red morph of the eastern screech owl. And the pink pin is Gesane's roost.

Gesane's roost is basically right under Kass and Amali's roost.

This is more or less where Kisli's roost is, there's some stairs leading down to the area below that bridge cause that's where the Rito food storage area is (next to the three ore deposits in game.)

And here's where the food stores are. Filled with preserved meat, grains, fruits, etc. I was thinking about a mine or catacombs... but it seems really dumb to be weakening the pillar with mining activity... So there's some caves along the rim of Lake Totori, though they really don't do much in the way of mining after the Great Calamity. Vertis probably gets most of her metal from melted down scrap.

A couple screen shots of the lower area, the second one is right under the Slippery Falcon.

So this map shows some spots on the lower area of the pillar with the shrine. Originally I was going to have Huck and Nekk (they're brothers), live and do their sewing on the lower level but... The yellow pin is right next to the back landing of their shop! So that's where they live. The blue pin is Harth's bow shop, cause I don't think his roost is big enough for him and his daughter to live in and make bows and sell bows.

Right next to the armor shop, there's a new bridge that leads to Harth's shop. Just pretend it's there okay! :P

This is by the entrance to the village, there's an armory here cause weapons aren't allowed in the village proper. (Except for Harth's bow shop, and all the catches of bows and bomb arrows Teba's hidden around the pillar, out of the reach of fledglings of course!)

So if you go to the right when approaching the village, you see this pillar...

...which I marked on the map. That's where Revali's roost used to be, huh, fun coincidence that the pin is blue isn't it? Anywhoo, this doesn't relate to "The Ballad of Kass" but in other stories I focus on Revali and this will be relevant then. Also back before the Great Calamity, there was an open market on the third island (counting from Rito Stable, or if you'd rather it's where the salmon pond is). It was called the Eagle's Bazaar and was something of a tourist trap with Rito merchants selling all sorts of goods to visitors. I had a map image showing Link standing there, but it didn't transfer, and you can see it here so, whateves...

And so in these last couple images, I show the emblem for Torikirika. The little boxy G with the wings/E's. Every Rito settlement has a symbol like this, and it is usually found on the cloth "skirt" on Rito armor (or on the chest plate if you're a bigshot Warrior like Teba).

#rito botw #rito village #orni #loz botw #breath of the wild #fanfiction #zelda fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #therealmwalker #headcanon #the legend of zelda

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ailec-12 · 1 year

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8 TV shows to get to know me!

Tagged by @napo-con-fritas. ¡Gracias!

1. Agent Carter. Ironically, I didn't think I'd like it when I started it. This was something I didn't even know I needed.

2. Once Upon a Time. A dumpster fire? Yes, but it probably changed my life. I mostly started learning English because of my crush on Lana.

3. Cold Case. It brings to mind another life of Saturday afternoons at home and long bus rides. I keep a very fond memory of this show.

4. Downton Abbey. This one is due for a rewatch. Too long to properly be a comfort show but it's comforting to watch anyway.

5. El Ministerio del Tiempo. I need to finish this once I accept it's likely we won't get any more of it. In my opinion, one of the best Spanish TV series.

6. Ted Lasso. A true gem and a fantastic comfort show. I wish I could share it with more people.

7. The Good Place. The comfort show. I always cry at the end and I enjoy it.

8. Crash Landing on You. Ridiculously beautiful, to the point that it moved me to tears on several occasions in my last rewatch.

Bonus: Wanted. A hidden gem. The friendship and found family vibes of the two main characters are everything.

Tagging @hklnvgl and anyone else who wants to do it.

#Tag game #*

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corrdunk · 9 months

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Yet another twisted wonderland oc. She’s based on Rita from Oliver and company which is a comfort movie of mine.

This is Frita Hound. A Junior at nrc in the Pomefiore dorm. She grew up in a shabby old orphanage which she hated. She knew she was better than that. When she was only 9 she took to the streets to preform for tips. She knew she was a talented singer but no one ever sees just talent alone. When she got enough tips she bought herself new clothes and beauty products so she would be talented and beautiful. She went to any and all auditions for commercials, tv shows and movies. When she was 13 she got her first major role in a movie. She wasn’t the main character but still an important side character. At this movie set is when she met Vil who was around the same age as her. She immediately despised him. He grew up with fame and had everything handed to him while she worked her ass off for years to get where she is now. She felt forever in his shadow. They were on a lot of sets together but Frita always fell to the supporting roles. She did grow her own fame and fans and a lot of people were inspired by her story of working her way up.

She decided to take a bit of a break from acting and singing to go to nrc but to her dismay vil was also going and even more infuriating to her was they were put into the same dorm. Vil thinks she’s just being a bitch for no reason and they get into online beef all the time with Frita being the more aggressive side. After Vil became house warden she lost it and spreader a rumor he only got the role because he’s famous and bribed the previous warden. She’s not a bitch to everyone though only Vil and sometimes Rook. She’s really nice if you don’t get on her bad side. She empathizes with Ruggie and likes to hang out with him because of their similar upbringings and feels bad he couldn’t get out of it like she did. She take on a a motherly role especially with Epel since she doesn’t want Vil “brainwashing” him

Idk what else to add to her for now. I’ll probably posts more like any club she’s in and hobbies when I draw her in the nrc uniform so yeah

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be-ready-when-i-say-go · 2 years

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For @hoodharlow

Written for Graduation Celebration Blurb Weekend. Going until May 8th.

Sorry about your request getting yeeting into the ethos thanks to a glitch. But inspired by the 101 Live Action Dalmatians Opening Lake Scene (some creative liberties taken). Michael + Best Friends to Lovers.

Female Reader Insert.

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It’s routine to wake on the weekends to a text from you, Park in an hour. It’s routine for it to never be a question anymore, not after nearly a year of the weekly trips. It’s routine for Michael to curse himself for snoozing his alarm. It’s routine for him to scramble to get dressed. Today the light wash jeans are paired with a baggy gray t-shirt and Michael slips on a black beanie as well. He gets Southy and Moose clipped into harnesses--all routine. Part of this routine is to know Michael will want a few extra hours of sleep in the morning so the night before he packs the bag for the adventure.

It is routine for Michael to text you back nearly half an hour later that he’s headed to get the regular human snacks and will probably be about twenty minutes late. And you know it’s always coming, so you never reply anymore. Michael never questions it. He never has to question the fact that you will be at the park first. You’ll have brought sunscreen, extra human and dog snacks. You’ll have water. You’ll have extra poop bags; you might even go so far as to bring a couple games or two to keep the two of you occupied once all the dogs get tuckered.

This is all routine. But Michael knows what shouldn’t be routine is the way his heart races as the thought of seeing you. Michael knows that while it’s not a bad thing to like someone’s company; he knows when it’s bad. And this is all bad.

He spots you and your border collie running tricks near one of the benches. Frita, your dog, sits at perfect attention for the next cue and Michael swears for a moment, you look ethereal with the sun casting a glow from above you. You give your command and Frita threads through your legs, happily. Southy and Moose give out small yips and Frita’s attention breaks.

“Sorry!” Michael calls out, noticing how Frita’s distraction causes you to stumble just a little.

“No worries,” you call back. Frita starts to come up to Michael but then she stops and turns back to you. You motion for her to go and she rushes up to greet the trio. She doesn’t jump, just waits a couple feet off, tail wagging and lets out an excited bark, or three.

You come up behind her to help Michael with all the things in his hands and once at least one hand is free, he gets both South and Moose free from the lease. Their harnesses keep them identifiable and the three dogs greet each other.

“Sleep okay?” you ask, watching the dogs slowly gravitate towards you and Michael as the two of you get the food, drinks, and bags onto the table.

“Yeah, but I should be asking you that. You’re the one that’s boosted about not sleeping for nearly two days.”

You snort. “Two hair shows back to back didn’t help the sleep schedule. But yeah, I slept like the dead. If it weren’t for Frita, I don’t think I would’ve ever woken up.”

Michael watches as you smile, settling down now and taking in the sight of Moose and Frita giving chase to each other. South saunters back up to Michael. He gives in easily and picks the small dog up. “No, don’t want to play anymore?” he asks and the answer comes when South settles into his lap.

“Southy has spoken,” you tease. Your laughter is soft, soft enough to be picked up the slight breeze but Michael hears it. He’s much too attuned to knowing where you are in a room, and listening to everything you say not to have caught it.

It feels much too cliche to say that he’s fallen for his best friend. But Michael isn’t above admitting the truth to himself, though he’s not sure he can admit it to you. You seemed to be comfortable enough to engage just about anyone. You give passing touches to not just Michael, but the other guys too. Any room feels electric with you in it and Michael sees first hand that he’s not the only one noticing it or falling victim to it.

So he settles for these moments, when you’re with him and no one else. You turn for a moment to face Michael. “I got something other than face on my face?” you ask.

Michael squints, eyes darting around your face. He tries not to linger at the sight of your lips. ‘Hmmm, looks like only a face to me. Except for….” he trails off, hand reach up to jokingly point out a spot on your forehead. You swat at his hand, laughing.

“Oh, come off it, Michael.”

God, he hates the way his stomach flips at the sound of your voice putting weight behind his name. “Never,” he returns in a whisper.

“Frita,” you call out, your attention having already turned back to the dogs after swatting his hand. Michael feels like a fucking idiot watching the way you shout out the command, “Calm!” It signals for Frita to tone it down and she immediately trots of to the two of you. She gets some rubs and stays at your feet for a few moments.

When her head turns back, her big eyes pleading, you nod. “You can play,” you state and Frita hurries back to the group of dogs she’s made friends with this afternoon. “How’s the music?”

“Still music-ing,” Michael returns. “I think the guys and I are going to head up to Joshua Tree soon. Just get away for a little bit.”

“Oh, that sounds nice. Just the four of you?” Michael nods. You reach for your bag and pull out a deck of cards. Michael reaches for it and you let him open it. He needs something to do with his hands. Something else to preoccupy his brain.

“Butchered Black Jack?” he questions, cutting the deck in half and getting a solid grip on each half.

“Leave me and my terrible math alone,” you laugh, swatting his his arm. “You need sunscreen?” There are trees around, but Michael is prone to burning.

“My hands are kind of busy right now,” he laughs and like he asked, you start getting some on his arms and his neck. He curls his toes in his sneakers and stares down hard at the red colored deck. Your touch is sure and never pressing down too hard. It makes his back tingle and his stomach is lit with fire.

“Can’t have you turning into a tomato before the ball is over,” you state and then settle back down next to him. Michael does a bridge with the cards and then starts dealing.

“It’s a pumpkin.”

“Well pumpkins aren’t red,” you retort. A few rounds of Black Jack passes, Michael clearly in the lead but it doesn’t matter as you glare at him. He’s so close to not taking the hit though he knows he should. He looks back out the field. The dogs are slowing down and he calls out for Moose to come. Frita follows behind and when you look out too, you can see the way they pant.

The dogs are happy for the water break and you two slowly return to your game at hand. Soon you know defeat is only surmounting for you so you call it quits and straddle the bench to face Michael completely. He’s always held your intrigue. His jokes are slow burners and sometimes fast, too fast for you to catch them until too long after the moment. But when you get it, when you turn to Michael and swat at him, he always gives you a shy grin. For a man that has to perform for countless nights in front of countless numbers of people, it’s the shy grins that always get you. They always make your heart flutter.

“How long do you think you’ll be up in Joshua Tree?” you ask. Even to you it sounds sad. But you’re going to miss this, losing to Michael in card games and watching your dogs have some fun before the heat of the day comes down heavy.

Around the crunch of the Lays, Michael gives a tiny shrug. “Maybe only a few weeks. I know it’ll interrupt our dog park days. So you have full rights to steal Moose and Southy.” He’d ask you to watch them-you’re his first for just about everything when he has to go. But your job takes you away too sometimes. So he works out agreements with other friends and gives you special permissions about the dogs.

With a nod, you look beyond him, spying more dogs running in the distance. You know Michael as to go. He always does. But he always comes back. You always manage to steal small moments with him while he’s gone and when he returns. You’ll always have that. “Good. I think you’d break my heart if you didn’t.”

“Well, we can’t have that.”

By the time you two start to assemble your things, the dogs tuckered and tired out, it’s only been slightly over an hour. Michael walks you to your car. His being a few cars over and he laughs when you make Frita give her paws to get cleaned. The contraception seems to be holding water at the base of it and as silicone material in the middle that gives to the pads and allows all dirt and grime to be removed.

“Her paws are only going to get dirty again,” Michael teases.

“We will clean the paws as many times as necessary in this household, thank you very much. Do you want to dip their paws?”

Michael shakes his head. “They gotta get bathed today anyway.”

“Oh, best of luck,” you tease, trying to untwist the cap. Your hands are still a little slippery from getting the water into the base and dealing with Frita’s wet paws.

“Here let me,” Michael softly commands, reaching out.

“I think I got it,” you give it a tight squeeze and manage to get the top off, but with too much force. The water goes splashing and right in the way of the splash is Michael. You watch the gray shirt darken and Moose and South blink as the water also sprays onto them.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry,” you rush out, tossing the bottle into your trunk and reaching into your bin for a towel.

Michael laughs a little, out of shock, mostly. You’re pressing the towel into his stomach, apologies still tumbling from your lips. “Hey, hey, it’s fine. It’s just a bit of water.” He purposefully avoids thinking about what else might be in that water.

“No, it’s not fine. I think I have a spare shirt. I keep some spare clothes in my truck just in case. And oh, poor Southy and Moose. God, I’m so sorry.” You duck to dry off the two dogs too, cooing your apologies at them.

Michael, watching you gently dabbing at his dogs, squats down and takes one of your wrist into his hands. “Hey, seriously. It’s okay.”

You finally look up and he can see the disappointment on your face. “No, really, I totally did not mean for that to happen.”

“It’s not going to kill me,” he laughs. He barely registers the release of your wrist and lightly dragging his fingers along your jaw. “I’m going to be fine.” It’s soft, his voice, and he nearly says so much more. That maybe it’s a sign for Michael to shower too. Or maybe it’s just the way the cookie crumbles sometimes. But all he manages is to watch the way your lips curl as you pout.

“Still, I don’t know if you have any more errands after this and I’ve just thrown a wrench into the whole plan. Seriously, I think I have a spare shirt. You can just like have it or whatever.” Your sentences are falling out in a hurry and you go to stand up, but Michael’s hand is now cupping your cheek and it keeps you halfway between standing and squatting. “Michael your shirt is ruined, do you want another one?”

It’s stupid. It’s so fucking stupid. But it happens. The question falls from his lips. “Can I have a kiss?”

You blink and then resume your full squat. “What?”

“I’d like a kiss. If you want to kiss me that is.” He doesn’t think it’s going to work. Michael’s preparing himself for your rejection. But then you lean in and your lips are soft against his. His heart races in his chest and he swears he’s not even conscious. There’s no way he’s kissing you right now. But he is. He actually is and it’s only confirmed with he feels the paws and snouts nudging at him and the kiss dissolves into a fit of giggles as both you and Michael fend of a dog.

Michael gets Moose calm and you’re getting Frita back into the trunk, or at least trying to, but Frita is content to stay down. “I mean, it only feels fitting,” Michael quips.

“The dogs? Yeah, I’d say so too.” You stand fully and reach into the bin again. You dig out the white t-shirt and hold it out. Michael closes in and his warmth and scent are seeping into your sense.

He’s not paying attention to the item of clothing. “I’d like to take you out,” he says softly. “No dogs, but whatever you want to do, I want to take you out on a date.”

You look up to Michael, catching the sun glinting off the one dangling earring and you trace the invisible line back to his lips. The thought of how soft they are against your lips crosses through your mind again. You think for a minute how soft they’d be against the skin of your neck and you quickly try to divert the thought. As you cast your gaze back up, you catch the mischievous grin lighting up his face. “I’d like that.”

“Thank you,” he grins. “What are you doing next Saturday?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Gotta take a look at the old schedule,” you tease. One of the leashes in Michael’s hand tightens and you both look to see Moose watching another family walk by.

“Keep it open for me. There’s a golf range that’s got our name on it.”

“I thought I was choosing!” you laugh.

“If you want, of course,” Michael corrects. He leans in closer and like you can read his mind, you close the distance in, sealing your lips around his. God, he loves the feeling of your kiss.

“And dinner to that and you’ve got yourself a date,” you whisper against his lips.

“Consider it added like yesterday.”

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halomtano · 1 year

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currently my goal for acnh is to get as many food-related villager possible... i already have zucker my literal favorite guy and i want to get coco tangy tia merengue pecan frita apple ketchup and maybe cherry... probably mint as well...

#zucker has always been my favorite i saw him for the first time in nl and went 🤯

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tsunflowers · 1 year

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the black bean frita from frita batidos is probably my favorite burger right now. I still haven't forgiven arbor brewing company for taking the avo ovo burger off their menu even though it's been five years and theyve since closed. that was my previous favorite burger

my favorite sandwich is the vegetarian banh mi from ginger deli. my favorite thing to get as takeout is the veggie grape leaves and mjaddara from jerusalem garden bc it's a huge portion and I can get three meals out of it. my favorite entree is whatever the vegetarian option is at ayse's, they're all good. and I dont have a favorite drink now that chatime closed

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estefanyailen · 2 years

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En el colectivo me preguntó: "y a vos que te hace feliz?" Y tal vez mis respuestas fueron simplistas o tontas para él, pero es que realmente eso me hace feliz.

. Los días en los que sale el sol. No importa si se cae el cielo, si llueve torrencialmente, si hace muchísimo frío o calor. Yo siempre tengo la ventana de la habitación abierta y sin cortinas. Tengo la cama específicamente ubicada en dónde sé que da el sol. Nada me parece más hermoso que despertarme con el primer rayito de sol en la cara. Eso ya me indica que va ser un día hermoso.

. Poder dormir sin preocupaciones, ya no recuerdo cuando fe la última vez que me acosté sin tener ningún pensamiento, y me desperté sin pensar en nada.

. Me hace feliz merendar / desayunar. Amo ese momento del día, es la parte más linda de todos los días. Prepararme un lindo desayuno/merienda. Tomar y comer en un sin fin de combinaciones posibles.

. Caminar, no importa a donde sólo caminar, aunque sea del colectivo hacía el destino, tener los piecitos en andas mientras.

. Escuchar música, escuchar música hace que cualquier momento sea precioso.

. Sentir el pastito bajo los pies.

. Tomar mates (o cualquier bebida) afuera, en donde da el sol. En el patio, en la veredita, en algún escalón y si puedo ser más pretenciosa en una plaza o parquecito.

. Que me abracen las personas que quiero, eso siempre me hace feliz. El contacto con otros siempre me es gratificante. (Ciertamente hablamos de un abrazo amistoso / cariñoso). Según el tipo de vinculo afectivo y la confianza que haya. No me gustaría ni estaría cómoda si alguien extraño de la nada se me aventara.

. Las demostraciones cuasi románticas, cursis, melosas. Esas que chorrean miel, de tan empalagosas.

. Me hace feliz escuchar el ruido del agua. (Menos una gotera, eso nunca le da felicidad a nadie) xD

. Jugar, juegos de mesa, en el celular, play, pc, consolas, etc, etc.

. Jugar, cuando camino, hago los mandados, o viajo en colectivo siempre voy jugando. Observo los nombres de las patentes, los nombres de las calles, voy buscando objetos que están fuera de lugar, canto sola, y si estoy con alguien y me sigue la corriente, podemos hasta bailar. Son pequeños instantes de liberación en los que no me importa la mirada ajena, solo disfruto el momento.

. Escuchar a los pajaritos cantar.

. Observar las hojas de los árboles, las flores, las aves volar...

. Las pequeñas brisitas.

. La comida caliente, recién hecha. Cuando se palpita el amor de quien recién la preparo.

. Que me tapen la espaldita cuando ven que me quedé dormida.

. Que mi gata duerma abrazada conmigo.

. Sacar fotos.

. Compartir momentos con otros.

. Tener tiempo sola. Me siento agobiada sino tengo al menos unas horas sola. Necesito pensar(me), mimarme, consentirme, etc.

. Tomar fotos ♥

. Visitar museos.

. Los snacks.

. La pasta, papas fritas, hamburguesas, salsa rosa, comida picante.

. Ver las estrellas, la luna, poder verla desde mi ventana me parece un regalo y privilegio precioso.

. Tenerme entera me hace feliz. Tener la suerte de contar con mis dos piernas, mis dos pies para poder andar, correr, saltar. Tener mis dos brazos para poder abrazar, sujetar y alcanzar, tener mis dos manos para poder sostener, agarrar, escribir, pintar. Sentir las teclas, las diferentes texturas. Después del accidente y de la operación perdí el olfato pero no parcialmente. Funciona como unos auriculares rotos, a veces si los cables se tocan funciona, a veces no. Es gracioso que los días que no funciona no altera mi percepción del gusto. Casi pierdo todo, casi pierdo la vida. Me dijeron que estaba muy grave, que lo principal era detener la hemorragia y conseguir los donantes de sangre lo más rápido posible. Mi sangre estaba demasiado liquida y perdía grandes cantidades. Tenía los brazos y las piernas muy comprometidas, la sangre no llegaba hasta las extremidades, estaban moradas, me dijeron que era muy probable que para salvarme me tuvieran que amputar. En lo que esperaba la prótesis hubo un enfermero que no aceptó el diagnostico del médico y venía todos los días, me hacía masajes, estimulaba las zonas y aunque no tenía permitido moverme ni levantarme de la cama, me vio tantas veces tirarme de la cama y llorar, que me dijo: si te sentís lista intentemos hacer ejercicios, pero no te tires. Estaba dislocada y enyesada. Me dolía solo estar de pie, pero gracias a su insistencia y ayuda salí adelante ♥. A veces me olvido que soy muy afortunada.

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jogodocahuracan · 5 days

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¿Dónde puedo encontrar fotos de Goiko en Barcelona?

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¿Dónde puedo encontrar fotos de Goiko en Barcelona?

Fotos de Goiko en Barcelona

Goiko es una popular cadena de hamburgueserías que ha ganado gran fama en Barcelona por la calidad de sus hamburguesas y el ambiente acogedor de sus locales. Si estás pensando en visitar una de sus sucursales en la ciudad condal, es probable que te encuentres con fotos de Goiko en Barcelona en las redes sociales y sitios web especializados.

Estas fotos suelen capturar la esencia de este lugar único, desde sus creativas creaciones culinarias hasta la decoración moderna y vibrante de sus restaurantes. Podrás apreciar la presentación impecable de las hamburguesas, acompañadas de patatas fritas crujientes y salsas deliciosas que despiertan el apetito con solo mirarlas.

Además, las fotos de Goiko en Barcelona reflejan la atmósfera animada y jovial que se vive en sus locales, donde tanto parejas como grupos de amigos disfrutan de una experiencia gastronómica inigualable. Los colores brillantes, la iluminación acogedora y la música ambiental crean un ambiente ideal para relajarse y disfrutar de una comida deliciosa.

En resumen, las fotos de Goiko en Barcelona son una ventana a la experiencia única que ofrece esta cadena de hamburgueserías en la ciudad. Si eres amante de la buena comida y te gusta explorar nuevos lugares, no dudes en visitar uno de los locales de Goiko en Barcelona y vivir por ti mismo todo lo que estas imágenes tienen para contarte. ¡Buen provecho!

Galería de imágenes de Goiko en Barcelona

Situada en el corazón de Barcelona, la Galería de imágenes de Goiko es un espacio único que captura la esencia de la ciudad condal a través de su arte visualmente impactante. Con una amplia colección de fotografías, pinturas y obras de arte contemporáneo, esta galería es un lugar imperdible para los amantes del arte y la creatividad.

Las imágenes exhibidas en la Galería de Goiko en Barcelona reflejan la diversidad y la belleza de la vida urbana en esta vibrante ciudad catalana. Desde instantáneas de los icónicos edificios modernistas hasta retratos de la bulliciosa vida en las calles, cada imagen cuenta una historia única y cautivadora.

Los artistas locales y emergentes tienen la oportunidad de mostrar su talento en esta galería, lo que la convierte en un escaparate perfecto para la escena artística de Barcelona. Los visitantes pueden disfrutar de exposiciones temporales y eventos especiales que añaden una dimensión adicional a la experiencia artística.

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Fotografías de Goiko en Barcelona

Hoy queremos hablar de las increíbles fotografías de Goiko en Barcelona. Si eres un amante de la fotografía, seguramente habrás oído hablar de Goiko, un talentoso fotógrafo cuyo trabajo ha dejado impresionados a muchos en la ciudad condal.

Las fotografías de Goiko en Barcelona capturan la esencia de la ciudad de una manera única y especial. Con una habilidad excepcional para jugar con la luz y las sombras, Goiko logra crear imágenes que te transportan a las calles bulliciosas de Barcelona, sus edificios emblemáticos y sus rincones más encantadores.

Lo que hace que las fotografías de Goiko destaquen es su capacidad para capturar la verdadera atmósfera de Barcelona. Ya sea a plena luz del día o bajo la suave luz de la luna, Goiko logra transmitir la energía y la magia de esta ciudad vibrante a través de sus imágenes.

Además, la maestría técnica de Goiko se combina con una sensibilidad artística que se refleja en cada fotografía. Desde paisajes urbanos hasta retratos íntimos, cada imagen de Goiko en Barcelona cuenta una historia y evoca emociones profundas en quien las contempla.

En resumen, las fotografías de Goiko en Barcelona son una celebración visual de la belleza y la diversidad de esta ciudad mediterránea. Si alguna vez tienes la oportunidad de admirar su trabajo, no dudes en hacerlo, te garantizamos que quedarás impresionado por la magia que captura a través de su lente.

Banco de imágenes de Goiko en Barcelona

En Barcelona, la famosa cadena de hamburgueserías Goiko ha abierto un banco de imágenes para los amantes de la gastronomía y la fotografía. Este innovador concepto permite a los clientes capturar la esencia de sus deliciosas creaciones culinarias y compartir su experiencia en redes sociales.

El Banco de Imágenes de Goiko en Barcelona ofrece a los comensales la oportunidad de fotografiar sus hamburguesas gourmet, batidos y otros platos icónicos en un entorno especialmente diseñado para crear la imagen perfecta. Con una iluminación cuidadosamente seleccionada y fondos atractivos, cada fotografía tomada en este banco de imágenes se convierte en una obra de arte gastronómica.

Además de ser un lugar ideal para tomar fotos, el banco de imágenes de Goiko en Barcelona también ofrece la oportunidad de aprender técnicas de fotografía culinaria a través de talleres y eventos especiales. Los amantes de la comida y la fotografía pueden mejorar sus habilidades, conocer a otros entusiastas y disfrutar de la excelente comida de Goiko al mismo tiempo.

Si eres un apasionado de la gastronomía y te encanta compartir tus experiencias culinarias en redes sociales, el Banco de Imágenes de Goiko en Barcelona es el lugar perfecto para ti. Disfruta de tus platillos favoritos, perfecciona tus habilidades fotográficas y forma parte de esta emocionante comunidad de amantes de la buena comida y la fotografía. ¡Ven y descubre la magia del Banco de Imágenes de Goiko en Barcelona!

Álbum de fotos de Goiko en Barcelona

El famoso restaurante de hamburguesas Goiko Grill ha anunciado recientemente la apertura de su nueva sucursal en la vibrante ciudad de Barcelona. Para celebrar este emocionante acontecimiento, la cadena ha lanzado un álbum de fotos que captura la esencia única de esta nueva ubicación.

El álbum de fotos de Goiko en Barcelona ofrece una mirada íntima a la experiencia gastronómica que ofrece este renombrado restaurante. Desde la primera impresión del moderno y acogedor ambiente hasta los detalles de las deliciosas hamburguesas gourmet, cada imagen cuenta una historia única.

Los clientes pueden disfrutar de una vista privilegiada de la majestuosa Sagrada Familia mientras saborean las jugosas hamburguesas de Goiko, o deleitarse con las impresionantes vistas del mar Mediterráneo desde la terraza al aire libre. Cada fotografía es una invitación a sumergirse en la atmósfera única de este lugar.

Además de las imágenes de la comida y el ambiente, el álbum también presenta al talentoso equipo detrás de cada plato, desde los chefs que preparan con pasión cada hamburguesa hasta el personal de servicio que garantiza una experiencia excepcional para cada cliente.

El álbum de fotos de Goiko en Barcelona no solo es un testimonio visual de la excelencia culinaria de la cadena, sino también una celebración de la diversidad y el encanto de la ciudad condal. Es una invitación a todos los amantes de la buena comida y las experiencias auténticas a descubrir el sabor único de Goiko en su nueva ubicación en Barcelona.

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