#BHF

[joz-yyh]

Matching memes for you and the bae ❤️ 🖤 💜 (textless ver under the cut!!)

[evatethysquid]

Day 7- Joke

[noccynoo]

Black Hole Fantasy

Pairing: Young!Stan Pines/Reader

Summary: You’ve been trying to break into the academic world for years, to no avail. No, Stanford Pines just had to get there first, and suck up all that sweet, sweet grant money with that stupid thesis of his. But when his twin shows up in his place one day, practically begging for your help and promising his brother’s secrets in exchange, well... How can you say no?

Tags: Mullet Stan, Slow Burn, Strangers to Lovers, Post-portal Incident, Explicit Sexual Content (eventually)

[makrostil]

bhf 2022

[tinalbion]

Dying for that poly!Camping boys req as well as just any Freddy or Billy and Stu. But literally anything you wanna write you know I will be there to read it in a heartbeat.

I meant if there's anyone who should be added to the writing list! Those requests are definitely being worked on, just had to fix up some stuff and get everything looking snazzy, ya feel me?

[rockinjohnny]

British Heart Foundation release

[sigalrm]

Bahnhof Lichtenberg by Pascal Volk

[f8ie]

This is pancit! I have signed up for the Great North Run, a half-marathon that has been on my bucket list since I was a kid. I have been living in the North East for most of my life, yet I only learned today that the GNR is the world's largest half-marathon, with people from all over the world taking part even Mo Farah and other famous athletes.

There are four ways to participate:

Join the AJ Bell GNR membership for £70 for three years. This will secure your place and you get a shirt.

Enter the general ballot for £59 to be placed in a draw. If you are not chosen, they will refund the money.

Run for a charity, which is what I did. I had to pay £30 to sign up and raise at least £500 for the chosen charity, which in my case is the British Heart Foundation (BHF). I've always wanted to run for them, for a special person who went through congenital heart disease, and I've been volunteering in their shops since I was a teenager.

Sign up as an Elite runner - You have to have a finishing time of 1 hour 30 minutes (for women) to even make it onto the list.

For option 3 I've set up a JustGiving page. To fundraise I was thinking of sell my stuff, my mum's home made greeting cards, bake banana bread, sell plants, and make little cat crochet keyrings.

We are all encouraged to join the TeamBHF on Facebook.

***Update for March: After signing up, I was connected to Full Potential, a personal coaching company for all BHF runners. I had to fill out a Google form to provide my current health status, including how much exercise I do in a week, etc. They responded with a very comprehensive guide and a daily schedule for my training. The schedule includes information on running, rest days, types of runs, and strength training, covering the period from March 13 to race day, with an additional 2 weeks for recovery afterward. I used Google Calendar to map out all of my training to remind me and use Strava to collect data on my workouts and runs. I used my Apple watch to time my pace and heart rate. I also used Nike Training Club for my strength training exercise (my favourite is Bettina Gozo and Brian Nunez).

Somewhere in the middle of my training, around July, we had a Zoom call with Full Potential's Keith and Debbie. They asked about our progress and if we had any questions. It was a great opportunity to feel like a part of Team BHF. Throughout the training, we received numerous reminders and updates via email about what we needed to do. Weeks before the race day, I experienced some discomfort in my right hip. I contacted Full Potential, and Keith called me to discuss my hip. He advised that I rest and take it easy for two weeks before the race day.

During this training period, I felt well taken care of as a volunteer running for BHF. Full Potential and BHF were easily contactable and they reply very quick. Although I was disappointed that the T-shirt didn't arrive on time, in hindsight, I should have followed up earlier and faster, considering they were dealing with so many people.

SEPTEMBER: In the weeks leading up to the race, I had recurring dreams that I wouldn't be able to run because I forgot my bib. I was very anxious because I was bringing the car to the UK through the ferry for the first time and was filled with dread about crashing and not being able to participate. Thankfully, we arrived safely on Saturday after a 4-5 hour drive. Had a carb loading night eating bacon carbonara with my family. I was just really happy that we are complete for the first time after 5 years :). *RACE DAY*

I had breakfast at 7:30 am, which consisted of apple and cinnamon oatmeal. We arrived in Newcastle around 8:30 am and parked in Eldon Square. However, I learned that this was too early, as the race was scheduled to start at 10:45 am, but the massive crowd caused a long queue (I was in section J which is the last), and I didn't get to run until 1:00 pm. By the time I started, I was quite hungry.

Arriving in the venue there was so much hype that my family was encourage to also take part for next year. Everyone was just so cheery and we were blessed with a nice weather... in my opinion a bit too hot that I was concern I might black out. I received a free hot drink from Greggs, one of GNR's sponsors, but I gave it to my parents because I didn't want upset my stomach. I didn't bother bringing a water bottle since there were plenty of water stations along the route to keep me hydrated. In my pockets, I had Rowntrees fruit pastels for a quick energy boost. Since it was sunny, I decided not to bring my waterproof jacket. I timed my consumption, having 1 or 2 fruit pastilles and sipping water every 3 miles. Overall, I drank at least 3-4 bottles of water and didn't need to use the toilet.

There were many portable toilets, especially at the starting point of the race (not the beginning of the queue), and buses were available to transport our belongings to South Shields. Fortunately, I was with my family, so they carried my stuff.

At the very start of the race, there were so many people that it determined my pace because it was just too crowded. Some people were even carrying random items like a washing machine, a cardboard airplane, dressed up as a rhino or carrying a model of the Tyne Bridge as their personal challenge.

I tried to mentally document every mile:

1 - Going too fast 2 - Still fast and feeling confident that I can maintain this pace 3 - Feeling a stitch, so slowing down. 4 - Trying not to get too upset about slowing down 5 - Getting tired, so slowing down more but trying to stay positive 6 - The stitch moved from the left to the right side of my body, and I had my first Rowntrees 7 - Saw people needing an ambulance twice, which made me a bit scared that I might need it too 8 - Developed a bit of a tummy ache, considered going to the toilets but saw the long queue and changed my mind

Saw the British Heart foundation bus - (so every charity has it's bus dedicated to it) there is a photographer that takes photos of all those running in behalf of them - they distinguish who they are by the tshirt that the runners are wearing, which I was not able to get on time. So they were not able to take a photo of me. 9 - Left side of my body is hurting and feels heavy, particularly my chest. Shaking and stretching my shoulders to awaken my left side. 10 - Questioning my life choices, wondering why I'm putting myself through this. 11 - I'm almost there!!! There are shower places which you can go through like a car wash to give you a bit of a cold wet breeze which I didn't like. Some kid had a water gun and i moved away because I don't actually like getting wet but somehow he still squirted water on my eye. 12 - Questioning why is this mile so long? 13 - Just sprinting and closing my eyes until I reach the finish line. I heard people scream my name which gave me a little bit of push to sprint. Reached the finish line. My head is throbbing, I kept walking, feeling all the pain in my legs. I want to see my family so I can go and eat all the carbs I can think of.

After finishing the race, I can say that my overall experience of the GNR was amazing! The crowds was buzzing and you can really feel the people coming together to celebrate this event. People coming out of their houses offerings sweets, beer, orange slices and even sprinkling water to combat the summer heat. I truly enjoyed it and I believe it was very well organized and a great example of excellent event planning. (I mean it's been going on for 42 years). I knew where to go both before starting the race and after finishing it. There was an app that allowed my family and colleagues to track my progress by showing which miles I had completed, my pace, and the estimated time of my finish.

After crossing the finish line, there was a clear path to follow. First, there was a water station, then you received your medal, followed by a giveaway station where you lined up based on your T-shirt size (only 3 choices). In the giveaway bag, you received popcorn, an energy bar, and your finisher T-shirt. Then you were directed to the photo wall, and you could easily locate your family as the meeting points were organized by letter.

Unfortunately, it rained so heavily minutes after I finished that it flooded South Shield's metro. It caused a congestion as everyone just want to go home all at the same time. I wanted to experience the Apre-Run Zone or just get a massage but it was just too wet and we just wanted to go home. In hindsight if I ever get to do this again. 09:00 - eat breakfast 10:00 - arrive in Newcastle 10:45 - be in line 13:00 - run! BOOK A HOTEL/B&B in South Shields to avoid that chaos if ever it rains again. One might want to park there because at least you are in the car when it rains but seeing the traffic it was probably faster to walk 3 miles and get to the nearest open metro.

Overall I am glad I am able to cross this off my bucket list. I will probably not do this again alone, but if any of my family members are up for it I might do it with them. I have learned so much triaining for this and in the future I hope to be able to do the London Marathon if given the chance.

[joz-yyh]

Darkest Dungeon meets Animal Crossing 🔥🍃

[tikuo2007]

『Sony BHF 60』

20221225

[fyxestroll]

Eight: The First Meeting

pairing: roboute guilliman x reader (fem.)

description: finding himself slowly tired of playing games Roboute seeks solace at the senate library only to find that he is not the only one doing the same.

warnings: none, reader is 2-3 years older than roboute (so he's like 8 and reader's 10-11) but nothing romantic happens between the two dw.

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The halls of the Senate building are deathly quiet as lawmakers and public servants occupy the countless meeting rooms. Sunlight streams through the marble pillars, lighting up the hallway with a warm white light. 

The heat of the afternoon has yet to come but Roboute has already found himself with sweat over his brow as he jogs, mentally counting down.

Five…

He makes a sharp turn and nearly bumps into a pair of jurisconsults.

Four…

He makes another turn but quickly realises it leads to the wrong place.

Three…

He backtracks.

Two…

He stops in front of the familiar heavy set of doors that lead to the library and quietly enters.

One…

Roboute closes the doors and sighs in relief. He will not be found here. As insistent that child might be he would not think to look in the Senate library or be able to open its doors. All that was left for him to do was wait, wait until his playmate got tired of looking and found something else to entertain himself with. 

‘Finally, some alone—’ He thought too soon. 

He wasn’t alone.

 He hadn’t been the moment he entered.

Standing on a ladder by the shelves you look down at him, a smug smirk on your face. “Marcus got you to play hide and seek didn’t he?”

The young Guilliman doesn't reply, too engrossed in analysing the stranger before him.

You wore a woollen tunic that bore intricate patterns at the hem woven in golden thread, a clear sign of wealth. ‘Perhaps, a noble’s daughter?’ but if that were the case he would recognise you. ‘A public servant’s then?’ but that would not match with the fineries of your clothing. 

He decides you will remain a stranger until you introduce yourself.

“You’re hiding from him, aren’t you?” You continue to ask, overlooking his silence. Tucked underneath your arm are a series of codices on animal husbandry. “I mean, I get it. The kid’s a lot to deal with but…I feel bad y’know. No one wants to play with him.” He’s read them himself and wrote a couple of suggestions on how better organise the record keeping of lineages to ensure that no inbreeding would occur. He wishes others would have similar opinions.

Climbing down from your perch you go to him, a pout on your face at his lack of response. You’re young he notes, older than him but yet to come of age. 

“You’re Roboute, right?” You ask, expecting to be ignored, “Consul Guilliman’s son.”

Finally, he answers, “Yes, I’m Roboute Guilliman.” It’s polite, almost dull but it’s an introduction expected of a nobleman’s son. ‘He’s exactly how the tutors describe him,’ You thought, going back to the countless times that some of the finest scholars in Mcragge raved about Konor Guilliman’s son, a prodigy, a boy mentally and physically beyond his years. It had sounded like hyperbole, like they were setting up an unreachable standard.

“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you. I’m…” You introduce yourself, holding out a hand for him to shake, “Senator Gallan’s niece.”

He shakes your hand firmly, exuding a confidence that you failed to notice mere moments ago and you realise that your tutors’ praise of the younger weren’t just empty words. Just like they said the young Guilliman was only eight years old but he was already taller and resembled an early adolescent more than you and from look alone you could see the acumen he holds. This boy is more than a prodigy. You could feel it in your bones.

And the very thought of besting someone like that felt like someone directly inserted three shots of pure recaff into your veins. You couldn’t even imagine the feeling of doing so.

So you hum and point to the set chessboard in the corner,  “Now that introductions are over I could kick you out and let Marcus find you or…you play with me. I find myself lacking in decent opponents lately.”

It’s a challenge.

And it’s one Roboute would gladly take.  

“Then. ,” he smiles, and you find it a little too wide, “I hope I can be a worthy one.” And he leads the way to the chessboard, excitement bubbling inside him. He’s heard of you before, of Gallan’s maternal niece that he’s recently taken under his care, and he’s heard of your intellect.

It’s thrilling. 

The idea that he’s found someone who could keep up, someone who understood the intricacies of bureaucracy and maybe, just maybe he hopes he’s found a friend.

notes: struggling to write a childhood friends to lovers style of story because primarchs age weird. like their brains and bodies are so advanced but they don't have that maturity that comes with age yet. also I tried to incorporate some of the uncaniness you get from primarchs in general

[steeloptic]

BLACK HOLE FANTASY — A LIGHTBRUSH ANIMATIC

hi:) i worked on this for a couple of weeks and am inviting you all to a) indulge in lightbrush and b) listen to one of the best songs from the crane wives' newest album at the same time. a win win if you ask me!

thumbnail for anyone who wants it:3

[slowtraincomingsoon]

182 007 Berlin-Zoo 08.11.2024

[princeloww]

The British Heart Foundation. Saving one Scottish Detective Inspector at a time

[groupalpha]

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-10MI

8CT: This is Sparking Ripples! An insect, a centipede, for water! I've NEVER seen anything like this! Aren't they cute?

[gamepack]