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Long weekend: Sleeps in the whole day till my back feels like jelly

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Jack “I read 4 pages of a book…no actually it was 10 pages” Draper

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Jesus Christ is coming home soon

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tennisblr i’m begging you guys, please let us not devolve into age gap discourse over jannik, let us all touch some grass and move on

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Should I share with her the materials (aka books that I borrowed)? Or just let her suffer lol

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You do not need to (and should not) give your 100% all the time. That's just how you burn out! Often your best is your 50%, your 20%, your 10%, and that's okay. It's okay to do a shitty job at things if that keeps YOU going.

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New meme format unlocked

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NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.

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Jannik saying that he didn't play Rotterdam because he didn't feel comfortable at the AO around other players and in the locker room and had to stop for a while💔

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ohohoo battle of the ohbh tomorrow.. the second prettiest backhand vs the ugliest backhand no less

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Let him run around with little kiddos!!!😭🥺

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#SINCARAZ x Crybaby: Does it hurt you? Like it hurts me.

Inspired by this post by the lovely @fritzes!

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Also how did I cough so bad till I ended up running to the toilet at 2am in the morning and throwing up?!

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Ok so at least I helped a different student today. Maybe the message was received.

I totally do not want to go to the class and "help" one student who absolutely has no desire to do work at all!

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I totally do not want to go to the class and "help" one student who absolutely has no desire to do work at all!

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Sólo mírame - Joaquín Torres

pairing: Joaquín Torres x fem!reader

you're an anxious flier and Joaquín comforts you

word count: 1,556

content: anxiety, thoughts of plane crashes, angst, fluff, Joaquín being a total sweetheart

a/n: this is super self-indulgent because i just took a plane trip and hated it, so out of it came my first Joaquín one shot! i just know that he would be comforting about this kind of stuff even though he's so used to it. this is also super unedited because i am and have been an anxious mess the last two weeks and just needed some comfort. enjoy :)

You had never been a good flier. The trips that you had taken across the country had been few and far between, but you remembered hating every single one of them. Hell, the last time you had flown was to Joaquín's Air Force Academy graduation ceremony!

Joaquín was the exact opposite. Clearly. He had joined the Air Force right out of high school and was just given the mantle of Falcon! The thrill he got when up in the air lit up his face, and it was hard not to share his excitement when he told you tales of dogfights and stealth missions alike.

If only that excitement could rub off on you as the two of you traversed through Miami International.

You listened with half an ear as Joaquín went on about what he could tell you about his new job. You wanted to listen, truly, you did, but the recent news of plane crashes took over your thoughts. As Joaquín animatedly talked about how excited he was to train with Sam, you pictured the wreckage of a plane in the middle of a field. As he talked about the rental place the two of you would be staying in until you could find a house, all you could think of was a flock of birds running right into the plane's engines. As he gently nudged you toward the TSA agent to show her your ID, all you could feel was nausea beginning to take over and you gagged a little as you took the step forward to show the woman your ID.

"You look a little pale, cariño. You need anything?" Joaquín asked as he steadied you from nearly falling over after bending down to put your shoes back on.

"I dunno…" you whispered, not trusting yourself to speak any louder than that at the moment.

"Hey, let's get to the gate real quick and we can figure it out from there," he said, kissing your temple gently before hooking your arm in his.

Your movement was almost zombie-like as he guided you through the airport, navigating through crowds of travelers excitedly getting ready for vacations or just coming home from long trips. Joaquín had already sat down his carry on containing his new suit before you even realized that you had made it to the gate. He sat down in one of the chairs and gently tugged on your hand, prompting you to shake yourself out of your stupor and sit down beside him.

Another kiss was placed on your temple as he put his arm around you and pulled you close, asking, "Nervous?" His tone was sincere and laced with concern as he asked it. His mom had warned him about what happened last time you flew, and he had anticipated some anxiety, but this was so unlike your usual self that he was concerned.

"Scared, more like…" you admitted, your voice muffled by his t-shirt.

"How about we try to get your mind off of it?" he asked, his hand running up and down your arm to soothe you. "Wanna catch up on one of your shows or get something to snack and drink on? Or both?"

"Food," you replied softly with a nod. "And now that we know the gate actually exists…"

Joaquín let out a hearty laugh at the comment, but nodded afterward and said, "Exactly. Now we know that. The flight is on time. There's a food court not too far from here. Let's go, mi amor."

"Thank you," you told him, snuggling closer to his chest for another minute and using the scent of his cologne to ground and calm yourself. It was something you had always done since he joined the Air Force. He would leave you with a few shirts of his while he was gone, and you would keep them close when you were really missing him. He hadn't changed his cologne much since you met him in high school, so even though there had been lots of changes over the years, that at least had been one of the constants.

The time to board the plane came quickly, between standing in line for your snacks and then stopping by a gift shop for some motion sickness pills. When the two of you got back to the gate, the woman was calling, "Now boarding Flight 2973 to DC! Priority boarding first! That is anyone who needs wheelchair assistance, those with young children, and active duty military! If that is you, please come my way with your boarding pass!"

"That's us!" Joaquín said, lacing his fingers in yours as the two of you rolled your carry-ons toward the desk.

Your heart rate picked up as you made your way toward the plane through the jetway, your grip tightening on Joaquín's hand the closer the two of you got. As you got closer, you began to hear music being played by the flight attendants. By some crazy stroke of luck, it was one of your favorite songs to get rid of anxiety. So, a small smile made its way onto your lips and you greeted the flight attendants as you passed them.

The plane had first come first serve seating, and while you were grateful that you didn't have to deal with that since you boarded first, unfortunately you had more time for your anxiety to build up once more. You hadn't even realized that you were zoned out and anxiously bouncing your leg until Joaquín's warm hand was on your thigh, putting gentle pressure on it to slow the movement to a stop. "Hey, te amo," he told you quietly, lacing his fingers in yours once more as he nodded his head toward the flight attendant who was starting the safety demonstration.

"I love you too," you whispered, voice breaking as you did.

The safety demonstration flew by in a blur, and before you knew it, the plane was speeding down the runway. Across the aisle from you, you saw someone crossing themselves a few times, and instead of it bringing you any sort of comfort, it only made the roaring in your ears worse as you tried to hold back your tears. As the plane lifted off, you quickly hooked your arm in Joaquín's and laced your fingers together, leaning your head back as you tried to control your breathing.

"Good morning everyone! Today we are expecting around a two and a half hour flight to Washington DC with some minor turbulence here and there," the flight attendant said, causing your eyes to snap open in concern as your heart rate spiked again. "The weather in DC is looking beautiful, and much cooler than it is here! So sit back, relax, and I will keep you updated on anything I need to."

Right as they said this, the plane felt like it dropped a significant amount and your eyes were snapping shut again as tears began building up. The turbulence didn't get any better over the next minute, and a sense of dread began creeping up your spine as the plane continued to violently shake.

You startled out of your panicked state when you felt Joaquín's gentle touch on your face, brushing away the tears from your cheeks as he whispered, "Hey, it's okay. This is totally normal." When your eyes opened, the drifted toward the open window and the landscape below getting smaller by the second. A dizzying feeling took over when you saw that, and Joaquín noticed the bob in your head and the heavy blink you did to try and combat the feeling, quickly turning and shutting the window before mumbling, "Sólo mírame, cariño."

You were finally able to drag your eyes away from the window shade a few seconds later, locking eyes with Joaquín's warm ones, a smile greeting you instantly as you did. His smile and concerned look were like balm on a blistering day, soothing beyond measure. You took a deep breath and leaned into his side, fitting your head into the crook of his neck as the plane rode out the turbulence for just a few seconds more.

"I dunno how you do this…" you managed to get out when things finally seemed to calm down and the plane was flying smoothly.

"Because I know that when it's done, I get to see you," he said, the smile evident in his voice.

You jokingly scoffed, teasing him, "Right, and it's not because you're a total adrenaline junkie who likes to show off."

"Ahh, that's a pretty close second," he said, a quiet chuckle reverberating through his chest. A smile made its way onto his lips as your teasing humor returned, and he mumbled, "There's my girl," as he kissed the crown of your head.

The end of the flight was filled with the same anxiety as takeoff, but thankfully, the plane landed safely and the two of you were walking hand in hand through the airport once more. As you saw the driver holding up a sign to take you to your rental house, Joaquín squeezed your hand and said, "Ready Mrs. Torres?"

You knew that your life was changing once more, but as long as Joaquín was by your side, you could take on anything, so you squeezed his hand back and nodded, telling him, "Ready."

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