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cybercl0ne · 9 months

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PLEASE PART 6 OF “Falling For a Dead Rose” OF THE SHIGARAKI FIC! I LOVE IT SO MUCH I NEED ANOTHER PARTT ❤️❤️❤️

I'm so glad to hear you enjoy it! I hope this part is another one you can enjoy. <3

Summary: Shigaraki gives you back your quirk with ground rules, sort of allowing himself to grow closer to you.

TW: Degrading (Not good kind), murder, mentions of abuse, heavy mentions of blood, smut 18+, Somnophillia

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As you studied Shigaraki more and more you learned that the man is a workaholic. He'd spend more nights downstairs with you, mixing unknown substances with dead or living creatures and leave in the crack of early mornings. You would shrug it off but knowing that he was so close to where you sleep kept you up at night. Before you could hear when he wandered down to you, but now that he was with you, or in the room closest to you with syringes, it caused your mind to wander with the sink and demented possibilities he'd act on.

With the bark of the stubborn cellar door down came Shigaraki for his timely "inspections". But when he came and jerked you with your arm to one of the seats where his subjects would sit and get experimented on you squirmed. "S-Shigaraki think about this please..." You begged into tiny whispers.

"Shut it." He demanded. You noticed the cold act he was giving you like when you both first met, and it scared you to say the least. Not knowing when this man would switch his emotions for any reason could cause problems for you getting out.

You wriggled, trying to find anything you could use to act as self-defense but when you found nothing in reach it was too late as Shigaraki tightened the tattered, worn-out restraints. "Shigra-" "Listen to me and listen good." He warned, Closing in on the minimal space between you two.

"I'm gonna give you back what I stole from you on ONE condition."

"You work for the League of Villains." He proposed. You sat frozen, questioning.

"What if I deny this..." You poked. You didn't know if you wanted your quirk back. You found that life without a quirk left you feeling lighter. You found it sort of relaxing in a demented way. Your quirk was really the only thing tying you to your father who may or may not be dead. But knowing Shigaraki, he'd probably completely disregard your feelings about the matter and give you an ultimatum anyway.

"Well, I'm sure your father would be very disappointed to hear that. And you wouldn't want to disappoint him, would you?" He slyly added before motioning a hand to the cellar door.

Your attention flew to the unhatched door, nerved and not at all curious as to who was the invited guest.

"Y/n?.." A familiar broad voice boomed. Your eyes flew wide as the man you thought was dead, trampled down the stairs with a sinister smile. Shigaraki slicked behind you as your father made empty space, surrounding you.

"tsk, tsk, tsk." He bantered.

"Y/n... Of all the years I spent raising you to be my best creation you end up tied to a chair inside some cellar, a S-Rank skank to the enemy." He pitied.

"F-father..?" you gasp out. You felt your chest heaving as the room went dizzy. All you could see was the image of your looming father, walking towards you.

"Use it." Shigaraki whispered behind you. His voice lingering around you as you saw his text flying around your skull. You didn't fail to notice the ongoing headache you developed due to the stress.

"S-Stop!" You yelped. You didn't really know who you were aiming the order at but both men had your attention as your father stopped the clacking of his favorite shoes, he'd use to stomp his victims head into the ground.

His eyes flared of raging heat as he grunted.

"You think you have dominion now that you're not in my possession?! I own you! I created you Y/n!" Your father monologued. You went blank as you reoccurred the endless amounts or torture you endured trying to get his approval. Trying to earn his love, love a father would have naturally for their children. You remember dreaming of the day your father would look at you and show you the affection you craved as a child.

You were sent back to reality as a red searing slap made its way across your face.

"Answer me!" He repeated as he crossed your face with marks of rage. You balled your fist, fighting the tingling sensation of death.

You broke the tension of holding back as you flung your hand up, breaking the leather restraint and instead aiming at your "father" whose eyes struck instant fear.

His body flung back as you felt your power surge back into your body. You instantly felt the shock and heavy feeling of the newly gained power.

"You don't have power over me anymore you money hungry pig." You barked at him. He tried to reach for you, as he was slowly being choked by the ongoing force of your hold. Your hand tightened against the force, making the hold on that man harder.

Shigaraki could do nothing but share a grin that you grew to find comforting in the moment. "I think you taught me something valuable father, keep your friends close but your enemies closer." You played as you forcefully dragged him closer.

You bored your eyes into him, seeing the life in his eyes fleeting, but you wanted it to last, like the endless nights in fear and restraint he'd have you in.

"Are there any last words father?" You blankly added. His eyes grew big as he choked up and pleaded for life. "Y-Y/N I AM YOUR FATHER!" He barked as you let your other hand free.

With a swift you swung open the cabinets of syringes that Shigaraki locked up tight and summoned them behind you.

"That's a bad choice of last words father." You teased, flashing him a sinister smile as you swung your hand forward towards him, causing the syringes to fly in a flash towards your helpless father.

You yelled in agony as you used all your might to make sure he could feel every prick of needles engraving into his flesh. He rumbled the room with his screams. Screams that you had never thought was possible with your father.

You felt yourself losing consistency as your world started fading slightly, but you were determined to see this through to the end. You let out a raspy chuckled as you saw your father fall limp, both of his eyes unreadable as syringes replaced them. Blood splattered the floor as you held him suspended in the air.

A sudden clap orcastrated the room as Shigaraki made his way to the center of the bloodied room. "Wow, you realllllllly put your point across." He slyly slid in a pun. You ignored it, only finding your grasp becoming weaker and your vision fading slowly. You let go of your forceful grip and listened as your father's dead body fell to the ground with a disgusting splat.

"Don't worry you can take a quick nap, you'll need all the energy you can get once you wake up." He spoke as he watched your eyes became droopy and sagged with sleep.

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You shot up in a cold sweat, the memories of what horrors you committed catching up with you. As you reveled in your actions you noticed how your feet were no longer chained to the cold, rusted chain it always was.

"S-shigaraki?..."

slicence.

You don't know why you found yourself calling out to him but you didn't get a reply anyway. You decided to get up and look for some form of life in the trapped cellar. When your soft footsteps rounded the corner, you noticed how the scene you created before you blacked out was gone. Your disfigured father was nowhere to be found, and the bloody mess that you had created was also gone. Puzzled you looked at the slightly cracked cellar door. You saw how blue hues sprayed the dingy cellar. Hesitantly you made your way up the cracked and bloodied stairs to catch another hardy glimpse of movement. You stopped in your tracks, thinking you might've made a grave error that'll cost you your life. You already knew that if Shigaraki caught you getting this close to the exit, he might take up the offer of death that has lingered around him ever since you've met him.

"Come on up." His raspy voice rang. you thought you had been sneaky enough to be unnoticeable but alas, you weren't. You shamefully stampeded up the stairs waiting for Shigaraki to meet your face with a palm but where you opened the hatch and poked your head out you found nothing.

The area was completely empty. The bar stools ringed with the same common scraped red, and the floors showed no sign of feet being pounded on it. The only sign that people were even present was Shigaraki and the minor trail of dried blood. You tried not to notice it as you made your way to Shigaraki, whose face went back to being as unpleased and uninterested as usual.

"Now that your apart of the League of Villains there's no need to stay down there." He spoke, his hands slyly behind his back. Your face showed mix feelings of suspicion and fear. A part of you wanted to just play along with it, but the other part saw the exit of this hell hole not too far from you and just wants to book it.

Now that you have your powers back nothing can really prevent you from leaving. From what you knew, Shigaraki's quirk was very limited when distance was created between him and his targets, while yours could be ranged, close-up, and far away.

Conflicted, you argued with yourself, failing to see how close Shigaraki was getting to you.

"You seem very... in thought." "If you're thinking of escaping, go ahead. But know this-" Shigaraki warned. He closely leaned in, pinning you to an invisible wall. Your body caged in a tiny space with Shigaraki.

"I'll always find you."

"No matter where you run, hide. Doesn't matter, I'll always be three steps ahead of you." He planted a small bite on your ear, letting you know that you were his prey and slowly closing in on you. You shuddered and whimpered under the sensation of him nibbling on your earlobe.

He picked up on your small petty sounds and played into it, using his body to cause friction to your lower region. You squirmed, a mix of pleasure and want falling into your eyes.

You watched as Shigaraki's lips grew closer to yours as you leaned into his lips. In your mind you begged your body to stop, to not feed the enemy, not feed the man that caged you like this. But your body wanted to act first and regret later, so when Shigaraki's lips infiltrated yours and his legs made a smooth rhythm against your pussy your mind melted allowing your body to fall into his touch.

You both closed your eyes, letting your moans and gasp for air fill the room.

"You're so sweet y/n..." Shigaraki whispered into your neck. You grasp onto his fluffed hair, following his head as it trailed lower.

"Boss were home!-" A break in the intense sex filled atmosphere shook the both of you. You opened your eyes, flicking yourself out of the hazy action you almost gave your body permission to do. "Damnit..." Shigaraki cursed. He reluctantly let go of you, leaving only a small peck on your neck before turning his head to face the intruders.

You pushed past him quickly, ignoring the possessive glint that flashed in his face. He steadied himself, fixing his more than noticeable hard-on. "Boss?-" Another uninterested voice rang through the bar.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Shigaraki huffed. Before he met with the two interlopers he gave your ass a mighty smack, earning a small yelp out of you while your face grew warm.

You watched as Shigaraki made himself known, watching how the blonde girl's eyes traced further from Shigaraki's conversation and onto you, who was hiding behind the hallway.

"Is that the girl Tomura?" She peered curiously. She pointed in your direction as you came out of your cover.

The black-haired stitch faced man shrugged. "She was meant to be a surprise, but yeah Toga, that's her." Shigaraki mumbled. You stood puzzled as the blonde-haired Toga girl made her first move toward you.

"H-hi, I'm-" You spoke before Toga interrupted.

"Y/n?" She giggled, handing her hand out to you.

"Yeah, and your Toga?" You greeted, half smiling to show acquaintance to the strange girl. She happily took your hand, shaking it and looking at you bubbly.

"So, this is our new recruit, huh?" The colder one spoke. His attitude was chilling but also care-free. You watched his eyes for a negative sign, but then you remembered that everyone in the room reeked of negative energy.

"She'll be very useful, if that's what your implying Dabi." Shigaraki reassured. You peeked between Shigaraki and Dabi. You and Toga watched as Shigaraki and Dabi shared a glare.

"Well y/n, since your one of us, you should join us on a mission."

"No." Shigaraki abruptly added.

"No? Why not?" Toga whined. "You said she was a new recruit. And you've been hiding her all this time."

"She's just reawakened her power, she needs proper training to restore her true strength." Shigaraki concluded.

"How did you give me my power back exactly Shigaraki?" You questioned. The rooms attention turned to you.

Shigaraki smiled crookedly, leaning back into you.

"It's a secret." He leaned back away, winking.

"Well if were done for the day I'm gonna sleep, I'm zooted." Dabi spoke to Shigaraki as he sluggishly walked to his room.

"Me too, that body you had us carry was way heavy!" Toga reveled.

You watched as the two exited the bar.

Shigaraki snapped out of the sudden daze he fell in, grabbing your arm and bringing you to the place where you guessed you'd be sleeping for the night.

"Is this my room?" You questioned. Shigaraki nodded, unsure if he should make the next move, he was thinking about making.

You spun around the room, finding yourself in awe over how much better it was than your room when you lived with your wrenched father.

"Get some sleep" He shared with a sigh as he made his way out of the room.

You hesitantly grabbed his wrist, not really understanding why.

"...Thank you." You expressed, looking at the floor while hanging onto his sleeve.

You didn't see how Shigaraki shared a slight and hazy blush. You let go, turning around to finally make yourself at peace for the night.

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Shigaraki's clock flashed 3:00 A.M but he knew it was way too late to sleep. At least for him.

He found himself frustrated sexually and literally. He distinctly remembered your figure against him, your heavy breaths and how your eyes lingered on his while he kissed down your neck.

The though of you got him riled up. He knew he needed to fix this need, needed to satiate it for the night. He needed to taste you.

He found himself sneaking out of his door, making his way down the hall and stopping at your room.

"This is so fucked." He sighed, realizing that actions like this feed his other bad habits. He cracked open your door, regret gliding into the back of his head, watching your sleeping body rest and lay peacefully. He watched your chest rise and set, noticing your t-shirt strap slid down your shoulder with ease, teasing him and calling him to make himself known.

He finally shook off his hesitation and decided to strike inside your bed. He watched your resting state for a while before reaching his hand out to clench onto your breast. He shivered under the feeling, making sure you were fully asleep before he started kneading your hardening nipple.

"Y/n, your body's so slutty with how it reacts to me." He whispered. He let his other hand move to your pussy, unveiling the wet cavern that awaited him. He felt his stiffening cock get painfully harder. "Look at what you do to me y/n. So, So, naughty~" He spoke, holding your limp hand to his cock.

He retracted his hand from your leaky pussy, smelling and tasting your essence on his tongue.

"So tasty..." He suckled. He plunged his mouth with his fingers to get every bit of you off of his fingers. He freed his cock from his pants, letting his cock hang free while he faced his earned attention to your tight, wet nethers. Shigaraki let out a sigh of breath onto your pussy, watching the way your body twitched under his breath.

He let out a small proportion of his tongue to lap up your cunt. You wriggled under him, his slim hands keeping your thighs steady as he started feasting on you.

Your taste was so intoxicating to him that he couldn't hold back. He tried to hide his moans desperately in your pussy, finding that the vibrations bouncing from his voice onto your clit made you wetter.

"Are you going to cum? Naughty Y/n." "I'll let you cum, be a good girl and cum in your sleep." Shigaraki moaned into you, slurping and sucking at you.

He didn't fail to notice how your cunt tightened up around him in no time, almost like it was listening to his commands.

Within seconds your needy cunt was splashing Shigaraki's face with cum. If his eyes could be replaced with hearts his would be heart filled with how much he loved the tangy taste of your cum. You groaned in your sleep, probably conscious of the sexual sensation that has just pierced through you.

Shigaraki lapped up the last of your fleeting cum, cleaning you up quickly and planting small kisses on your face before making his exit, you laying unaware and peaceful.

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angryexpertherodonkey-blog · 11 months

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San Sebastian-Cuenca a wonderful place to visit

San Sebastián was one of the first neighborhoods in Cuenca where it was initially characterized by the trade of pottery, tile making, tailoring, and also carpentry. It is part of the history of the city, since its origin dates back to 1557, the year Cuenca was founded. For some years now it has become a point of tourist interest due to the beauty of its central park, church and the security it offers to visitors. Gastronomy Cuenca has become a city of gastronomic experimentation, a place to show proposals for Ecuadorian or international cuisine. In recent years, the growth in the gastronomic offer in the city and its surroundings has been notorious, which is why the San Sebastián neighborhood has also joined this trend and we can currently find a large number of restaurants with all kinds of food.

In Ecuador, the Historic Center of Cuenca is one of the largest and best preserved in Latin America, a true heritage treasure. The San Sebastián neighborhood currently has a wide range of hotels, colonial houses have been restored and enabled to function as lodging places, so both national and foreign tourists can enjoy these beautiful places that combined with the warmth of the service of the cuencanos will make a trip to Cuenca a pleasure.

Municipal Museum of Modern Art Transformed into a museum in 1981 and inaugurated in February 1992. Its first funds come from the donation of the late Cuencan painter Luis Crespo Ordóñez, who at the time of the foundation of the entity delivers a selection of his best works. Subsequently, the museum increases its collections of contemporary art, with works by renowned artists from different latitudes, who exhibit their creations in this field over almost a quarter of a century of continuous activity. The Museum has collections made up of a wide variety of works of art, including drawing, painting, engraving, serigraphy, ink, lithography, wood-painting, etching, intaglio, sculpture, art-object, installations, photography, etc.

Craft Shop: MAKI The store was inaugurated in 2004, its name comes from the Kichwa word maki which means hand. Here we can find macanas, toquilla straw hats, shigras, tendidos (necklaces), sheep wool ponchos, among other handicrafts made by the skilled hands of 40 artisans who work with the store through artisan associations from different parts of the province. Maki is the only artisan gallery in Cuenca that has international fair trade certification from the World Fair Trade Organization.

#turismo #ecuador

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mouldyrubbish · 1 year

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hey how are you? I love you’re posts so so much so I have some questions for you. What is your favorite band? What your current favorite song? What is your favorite tv show? Do you have any pets? Favorite color? Favorite thing you own? I hope you have a great day :)

hello im ok! thank u for such a kind message :') i really appreciate being reached out to because sometimes i feel like im blogging into the ether lol

My favourite band is The Cure. My current favourite song is Breaking Hands by The Gun Club. My favourite tv show is It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, but I also really love Bob's Burgers and IT Crowd. I don't have any pets unfortunately. Favourite colour is green but I'm very especially fond of army green and chartreuse. Favourite thing I own... well I own so many things it's hard to say lol. Right now I love my vintage pee smelling patchwork quilted blanket, a lamp i got for $5 with a patchwork design on the lampshade with bunny rabbits on it, my Ecuadorian shigra bag which I carry with me everywhere, my kendra yee necklaces, and my vintage bottle of dior poison. Actually when I think about it my favourite thing I own is probably my Aphex Twin teddy bear... I've been thinking about sorting all of my stuff in the way of 'favourites', like sorting it by 'love' 'like' and 'meh' and getting rid of all the stuff I don't LOVE. Such a curated life would be really pleasurable, I think.

anyway thank u i hope you have a great day too! I love getting little questions like this it's fun.

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teluguonesblog · 2 years

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Anga Stambhana, Erection, or Shigra Skalanam. Ayurvedic Home Remedies for Erection Ejaculation, Anga Stambhana Problem, Erectile Dysfunction by Dr. Chittibhotla Madhusudana Sarma, MD(AY), F.A.G.E, P.G.D.M.B. #TeluguOneHealth #HealthTipsTelugu #Erection #AngaStambhana #ErectileDysfunction #AyurvedicHomeRemedies #InstantRemedies #ErectionRemedies #ErectionEjaculation #AngaStambhanaNivarana #AyurvedicRemedyforErection #LatestHealthTips #TeluguHealthTips

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makifairtrade · 7 years

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Nuestros nuevos productos de cuero y cabuya o paja toquilla son únicos por su belleza y su certificación de comercio justo. Disponibles en nuestra galería o nuestra web https://www.fairtrade.ec #FairTrade #ComercioJusto #Cuenca #Ecuador #Artesanias #ArtesaníasEcuatorianas #PajaToquilla #Shigra #nofilter (en Maki FairTrade)

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lovevashikaransiddhi-blog · 4 years

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Shadi Me Rukawat Ke Upay – Shadi Me Deri Ke Upay In Hindi

Agar aapki shadi mai rukawat aa rahi hai ya fir aap apni shadi deri se ya jaldi krna chahte hai aur uske liye aap Shadi Me Deri Ke Upay In Hindi ya fir Shigra Shadi Ke Upay dhund rahe hai to apko hamare astrologer se sampark karna chahiye. Wo aap ko Shadi Me Rukawat Ke Upay bhi bataenge. For more information, visit us @ https://www.lovevashikaransiddhi.com/shadi-me-rukawat-ke-upay

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shigra8 · 3 years

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Fan art Little nightmares 2

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trisstiz · 4 years

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Sorry for the long pause, I had a little vacation 😊 Continuing the work on my next doll. And a "Silver Fox" project:) Doll's name is Shigra. And she's turnin out to look a lot like vampire holiday barbie to me 😂 Which a love!))) #trisstiz #dollproject #l4l #dollcollection #dollprocess #doll #artdoll #wipdoll #vampiredoll #bjddoll #bjd #trisstiz.com https://www.instagram.com/p/B9adGbLDa4b/?igshid=1afezbprknjm8

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byronbenito · 5 years

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Nariz del Diablo Tren Ecuador Sibambe Una vez que llegamos a Sibambe, tenemos tiempo para admirar desde abajo la montaña que acabamos de descender. Es una gran roca verde, en la que algunos dicen que ven una “nariz de diablo”. Pero, en realidad, el apodo tiene más relación con la tasa de mortalidad trágicamente alta cuando se construyó la carretera, que con la forma en sí. En la estación de tren, nos recibe la comunidad de Tolte, un pueblo cercano, que da la bienvenida a los visitantes. Los lugareños realizan varios bailes a lo largo de la hora que visitamos los alrededores de la estación. Varios puestos ofrecen artesanías y productos de la región. Uno de los puestos pertenece a Zoila Guamán, residente de Nizag. Ella es una de las 21 mujeres que forman parte de la corporación que gestiona los productos de la zona, principalmente artículos tejidos y hermosas bolsas, shigras, que pueden tardar hasta cinco meses en tejer y que provienen de las fibras del cactus cabuya. “Nos turnamos para bajar del pueblo, es un viaje que a veces nos toma dos horas la ida y la vuelta”, explica. “Las ventas son un ingreso importante para nuestra comunidad. Nuestro miembro más viejo tiene 78 años, mientras que otras son madres solteras o amas de casa que complementan sus ganancias del cultivo con nuestra microempresa. “Me encanta nuestro trabajo aquí”, dice. “Podemos conocer a personas de todo el mundo, lo cual es increíble. Es una oportunidad para mostrar lo mejor del Ecuador”. En los pisos superiores de la restaurada estación de tren, hay otra comunidad que dirige un hospedaje. Se puede pasar la noche aquí, en este lugar agreste y hermoso, donde los ríos Alausí y Guasuntos se unen para formar el río Chanchán, y donde se puede caminar o montar a caballo por las montañas. #trenecuador #Alausi #Sibambe (en Sibambe) https://www.instagram.com/p/B2eU7HxgyLs/?igshid=12qs5ks4hfx81

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mouldyrubbish · 1 year

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on the note of material, I’m really glad I ended up buying the woven bag i found in an antique store this summer. It had $45 on it but the lady offered it to me for $35, then I asked for $30 and she accepted. Turns out to be an authentic Ecuadorian shigra cabuya grass bag. It’s soooo beautiful. The colours and patterns are just incredible.... easily my favourite thing I’ve acquired, I’m ready to just get rid of every other bag I own cause I know i’ll probably never use any of them again. It fits sunscreen, wallet, keys, sunglasses, phone, even a book and my diary and pencil case all perfectly.

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yahuhealth · 4 years

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mikemckayww · 5 years

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Having not been able to complete the full shoot on the Lower Jondachi yesterday, we definitely were starting the day a little behind. The guys were still feeling pretty under the weather and so we decided to finish up with the Gran Canion shoot as well as start to get the work going with the shaman and in and around his village.

Like every day so far, we started behind the ball with our driver showing up thirty minutes late. This is something that I need to adjust to because Ecuadorians follow la hora ecuatoriana (“Ecuadorian time”) where lateness is not seen as rude like it is in North America. I am of the attitude that it is unprofessional and it put us in a tough spot… I am still frustrated about this issue. In the end, I would hire a driver that knows just how important it is to be on time so we get that extra time at the end of the day.

We ended up stopping by the caves that Dan and I had recorded some audio in to pick up a phone that Dan had forgotten. I quickly had a look around at the surrounding village and realized it was the vision I had for Brayan’s home in the story. We all agreed and after talking to the locals we were out of the van and shooting in their home with all the authenticity of a traditional Quechua cocina.

It was perfect. We also realized that we could knock out a lot of shots planned for two locations in this one spot to save the travel of going to multiple places. Quickly we were back on track time-wise. It felt great.

Knowing we still had a big day I found myself in the role of director, coordinator, audio, grip, etc. It was very important for me to put trust in Dylan with the shooting and Emrick for everything else while I was making sure we could get to the next step.

Emrick Blanchette is one of the most relaxed people to work with. When I get overwhelmed with a million things going on in my head, I can always trust that I can get Emrick to take over on anything and he will deliver. He mainly came down as a drone operator but he is actually a jack-of-all-trades. He is also a great friend.

We quickly realized that the Gran Canion shoot would not be today. It was too much and we were getting so much magic at the village that we decided to take it off the to do list as we still had to go to Santo Domingo to meet the shaman.

Oh right… about the shaman. After a massive discussion on Monday, we began gaining their trust to shoot with them. The family was all supportive of the project and willing to shoot with us. It was fantastic. Only problem was that they could only do it the following week as they were traveling to do healing in the surrounding villages. We told them we would pay for them to come back if they were available and they agreed. We decided that $50 was fair to have them come back Wednesday at 6.

Part of the authenticity of the offering/cleansing was to offer them a fish. This would be a typical way that a Quechua would offer something to a shaman. We also figured a massive, beautiful local catfish would also make them pretty happy and feed their family. On Monday, Dan and I went to the market to order a fish to have ready for midday on Wednesday. We also picked up some tobacco and other various items to offer the family in thanks for their help. They were so generous that they also loaned us an entire wardrobe, fishing gear, a shigra, and a machete.

Midway through the afternoon of shooting today I had to leave to go back to town and pick up this fish: this gutted and incredibly beautiful catfish. We ran through the market with the cooler to get back to the shoot and grab the guys so that we could get some work done with the fish and meet the shaman on time to perform a ceremony by the river. This all might not make sense at the moment but it will when you see the film.

So we packed up from the village where we ended up spending most of the day. We basically rolled with it all day as we kept finding magic and knocking off the shot list more than we expected. It was incredible. At this point I was starting to see my vision come together and realized that I was on track with time and schedule.

As we were shooting Brayan with the fish, a taxi pulled up at 5:55pm and the shaman got out right on time. It was so perfect. We were ready to go for one of the most crucial shoots of the project and everything was in place.

A typical cleansing ceremony involves tobacco and usually Ayahuasca. It is designed to rid someone of negative energy and uncertainty before an important quest (in this case, Brayan’s first time down the Upper Jondachi). Ayahuasca is a natural drug containing DMT which can be pretty strong. For the purpose of the shoot we did not give any to Brayan but the shaman did take some along with potent tobacco. We were able to shoot and see the shaman’s traditional preparations.

We all shot in silence as the shaman performed the cleansing ceremony under the moonlight beside the river. It was extremely interesting. He sang and chanted as he brushed the leaves over Brayan with smoke and fire.

When we returned to the shaman’s house we were all a little quiet and taking in the whole experience. We all knew we witnessed something that was very unique. We all talked a lot ourselves about having that experience next time we come to Ecuador. I am very interested in trying it with Ayahuasca and seeing what I discover about myself.

We thanked the family over and over and then left to go back to Tena. After two huge days of shooting I knew we had all our on land stuff. However, we did not have any on river footage yet (and that is a huge component of the story as well).

We are praying that the levels cooperate tomorrow for the Upper Jondachi. We still have a lot of work ahead. Part 4 gets us back on the river.

Sidenote: Our fourth crew member, Raphaël Boudreault-Simard, has arrived. He is Emrick’s partner on the drone and director at Flow Motion Aerials. I know they are going to get something special. Let’s wait and see what happens tomorrow!

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Kichwa Amazónico

El Kichwa es la lengua materna y la segundo lengua es el español, idioma dejado como herencia de la dominación hispana. Los Kichwas del oriente se encuentran localizados en la parte nor-occidental de la región amazónica ecuatoriana, están asentadas en la zona alta de la Provincia de Napo, Sucumbíos. Esta nacionalidad tiene como principal fuente de económica a la actividad agrícola, producción que es completada con la caza. La elaboración de artesanía, es un rubro importante en la economía de esta nacionalidad, elaboran abanicos con plumas de pájaros, shigra de chambira, pita, shushuna, guami, cucharas de palo, batan para preparar la chicha, canastas, collares, flauta de guadúa, tambores confeccionados con cuero de venado y boa. El plátano también lo usan para elaborar, guarapo y chucula una colada propia del pueblo.

https://conaie.org/2014/07/19/kichwa-amazonico/

En este reportaje le hablaremos sobre las diferentes actividades que se dará a conocer sobre la nacionalidad kichwa amazónico, por cierto le enseñaremos sobre su vestimenta, sus leyendas, rituales, habilidades, etc. Además conocerá la elaboración de sus artesanías.

Los indios kichwas son los herederos de una cultura secular. El término "kichwa" hace referencia a la lengua hablada: el "kichwa" encuentra sus orígenes en el imperio inca y fue retomado por las iglesias católica y evangélica como lengua de evangelización. Esto explica su increíble expansión en toda la América Andina y Amazónica

Los indios de la Amazonía, antes de la evangelización, se denominaban "napo runa" (hombre del Napo) en función de las regiones, pero en ningún caso "kichwas".

Hoy en día, el kichwa es comúnmente hablado no sólo en la selva y las montañas ecuatorianas, pero también en todos los países limítrofes. La extensión de su influencia explica que existan numerosos dialectos y grandes diferencias entre las culturas de las comunidades quechua. Estas diferencias se expresan por la precisión de su origen geográfico (así, los indios kichwas del río Napo).

Los kichwas del Oriente (Amazonía ecuatoriana) son la población indígena más numerosa de las seis nacionalidades presentes en la Amazonía Ecuatoriana. Representan alrededor de 60.000 personas. En este sitio los kichwa son esencialmente machistas, por lo tanto las opciones de las mujeres no son validas las dejan sin ese derecho de decir lo que sienten.

El problema común que hay en los territorios amazónicos, es la explotación del petróleo, en su habitad no es de buen beneficio sacar el petróleo de allí, por eso se viene lo que es la contaminación de los ríos incluso afecta a los animales acuáticos y contrae enfermedades en su entorno, podría afectar la vida de los habitantes, como un caso que ha pasado hace 5 años donde una madre perdió a sus hijos por causa de una explosión petrolera. Asi que lo mejor será modificar bien sus máquinas evitar la contaminar el agua ya que para ellos es necesaria en su subsistir.

https://www.elcomercio.com/tendencias/vocesdelaamazonia-documental-actividadpetrolera-flacso-ecuador.html

Practicas productivas: La elaboración de artesanía, es un rubro importante en la economía de esta nacionalidad, elaboran abanicos con plumas de pájaros, shigra de chambira, pita, shushuna, guami, cucharas de palo, batan para preparar la chicha, canastas, collares, flauta de guadúa, tambores confeccionados con cuero de venado y boa.

Medicina: La gran riqueza medicinal, se la obtiene de las plantas, como: la corteza de pitón para purificar la sangre en el caso del post- parto; la manteca de boa en caso de torceduras, fracturas o contra la gripe; la verbena para curar diversas enfermedades como vómito, diarrea, caída de pelo, inclusive para la peste que contraen las aves domésticas; el tabaco, para curar gripes, golpes, etc., producto utilizado sobre todo por los chamanes, curanderos y comadronas; el jengibre para curar dolor estomacal, gripe, también es utilizado en la comida como condimento; la uña de gato para dolores musculares y mal de corazón; la guayusa es utilizado como café, para eliminar la pereza, dolores musculares.

A pesar de esta riqueza material y cognitiva, la presencia de la medicina química es innegable en esta nacionalidad.

Vestimenta: Su vestimenta original era elaborada con materiales de la zona y cueros de animales, en el caso de las mujeres se cubrían con una falda elaborada de lanchama, pita, y los hombres de cuero de venado un pantalón larga con basta ancha hasta el tobillo, no utilizaban zapatos.

Actualmente ha cambiado, el 90% ya no utilizan esa vestimenta y el 10% mantienen la vestimenta original, cambio que se ejerce sobre todo en los jóvenes por influencia de las urbes cercanas adonde ellos acuden para estudiar, olvidan así de algunas costumbres de su pueblo.

Costumbres: Esta nacionalidad acostumbra a utilizar el ají para poner en los ojos de los niños recién nacidos, niños o jóvenes desobedientes, aplicación que tiene su fundamento en la posibilidad de enseñar en el primer caso a ser valiente y en el segundo como forma de castigo, para que no se vuelva a cometer faltas contra la comunidad o las personas que la conforman, por ello su aplicación debe ser hecha por el más anciano de la comunidad La mujer para sembrar yuca se pintaba la cara con achiote en la frente en forma de cruz, en la mano llevaba las hojas de monte para dar la bendición a las estacas de yuca, el día escogido para este ritual era el miércoles. Luego de la siembra ella no debería bañarse, peinarse, ni coger la escoba, tampoco lavar la ropa con jabón; porque si lo hacía, la yuca se dañaba cuando ésta madurara. También se acostumbra en el huerto antes de plantar la yuca realizar una ceremonia: las mujeres llevan a cabo rituales preparatorios que incluyen el uso de pinturas faciales, fabricadas con la planta denominada manduru, con el fin de conseguir la ayuda de las fuerzas naturales tales como la chacra amu, para que la siembra de buena cosecha.

https://conaie.org/2014/07/19/kichwa-amazonico/

Poco a poco van desgastando el ambiente natural del Amazonas por el exceso de sacar petróleo sin saber el daño que le hacen a la tierra virgen que se encuentra allí, sin embargo a las empresas no les importa el mal vivir que reciben los habitantes de ese lugar, ellos también tienen derechos a protestar, defenderse para que no destruyan su naturaleza, tenemos que ser considerados ver el beneficio por otras maneras, no venir bruscamente a maltratarlos. La naturaleza tiene comunicación con las sociedades humanas.

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