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12woso12 · 4 months ago

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The North Stand

Something a little different from my Dorothy in North London series, but don't worry, that's coming soon! If you have any requests for One Shots then just let me know!

You and your twin brother were referred to as Barca's wonder twins. He was a prolific striker for the men, and you a fearsome defender for the women's team. When your brother died tragically at an away game after colliding head first with a goal post, you leave Barcelona behind for the red and white of Arsenal.

When you have no choice but to return to the scene of the accident for a match, you insist it doesn't bother you. In reality, you're dying inside.

TW: Death, Mental Health

It was 6pm on a Friday when you first discovered you were needed at Anfield. Originally, the club had planned to leave you in London for the match despite your assurance to Jonas that you were completely fine.

It had been 14 months since he'd died.

14 months since your twin had been ripped from existence, stolen from you in one reckless moment of football. All for a stupid game.

A stupid goal.

A stupid league.

Football was so trivial now. Winning trophies would never outshine the feeling of sharing a drink with your brother. Playing in the Champions League would never live up to the memory of opening your stockings with him on Christmas morning.

Before his death, you would've given anything up for football. But now you'd give up football in a heartbeat just to speak to your brother once more. You were stuck in what had once been a dream career with only the memories of your brother to cling onto.

It seemed silly to ever think that you needed to give up everything for football. If anything, football owed you. It had taken away your other half. You couldn't even look at a Barca shirt, let alone watch a game without withdrawing into your bed for days at a time with the face of your brother fresh behind your eyes.

It had taken you a week to decide to leave Barcelona after his death. The noise around the entire situation was so loud. Fans had found your address and were leaving their condolences in the form of flowers and teddy bears at your doorstep, there was a televised tribute to him at Camp Nou where thousands of fans tuned in to grieve. Alexia had tried to convince you to attend but instead promised to attend for you after seeing your vulnerable state.

It was a touching tribute, not that you had watched it.

Within a month of the tribute at Camp Nou you had fled the country. Alexia had tried to understand, she really had, but her heart ached at your departure knowing that she'd failed in fixing your pain.

Arsenal was a good change. You already had friends there in the girls who played for England and you integrated well into the found family they'd developed at the club. At first, they'd tried to get you to speak about your brother, they tried to get you to show even an ounce of emotion surrounding his death but you had completely shut that part of yourself down. Instead you reverted to your old self. The person you were before the accident.

You cracked jokes with Beth and cooked tacos with Alessia in the evenings. You spent hours learning from Leah and took up pranking Kim and Steph in your free time. Kyra became one of your best friends and you moved in together after only a month.

Life at Arsenal was good, great even. It allowed you to breathe. You'd gone 14 months ignoring your grief and if you had it your way, you'd go the rest of your life without having to deal with it. But now, with Wubben-Moy and Codina out with injuries and Katie Reid away with England youth, Arsenal were asking the world of you: You would need to resume your usual role as a starting centre back alongside Leah.

Your brother had died in Anfield stadium. Now you'd be treading the very grass where'd he spent his last seconds alive.

'I'm so sorry to have to do this, Y/n' Jonas' voice rippled through the phone. You gripped it tightly, knuckles white to match the pale of your face. It was your own fault they were asking you really, you had just spent the last two weeks convincing that team that you'd be okay to play if needed.

'It's alright, Jonas. It's no biggie' You croak out. You could hear him sigh down the phone and you pictured his furrowed eyebrows lacing together in concern.

'Is Kyra home with you?' he asked. 'Do you need me to send Leah so you can have some company?'

'Jonas i'm okay, i promise'

'If you need someone to talk to you know our psychologists are fantastic...'

You shook your head furiously. 'I'm fine. I'll be at Colney first thing tomorrow to travel up with you guys'

'Okay.' he didn't sound convinced. 'Make sure you get some good sleep and i'll see you tomorrow'

As soon as Jonas ended the call you threw your phone across the room. It slammed into the wall opposite and clattered to the floor next to laundry that you were yet to put away. It wasn't usual that you got angry but sometimes it felt as though it were the only way to keep all your other emotions in check.

If you cried over your brother, you didn't think that you'd ever stop. You thought you'd be fine to play at Anfield but now it was actually happening, now that it was more than a distant horror, you'd never felt fear like it.

'Y/n?' You jumped at the sound of Kyra approaching your open bedroom door. You gave her a weak, unconvincing smile as her eyes flickered to the dent in your wall. It wasn't often that Kyra saw you as anything other than happy, sure she'd seen you upset after a loss or run down with illness but you'd always held her at arms length when it came to your brother.

It wasn't personal. You did it with everyone.

'Are you alright?' Kyra tiptoed into your room and hesitantly took a seat besides you on your bed.

'Jonas called' you tried to sound casual but the shake in your voice didn't go unnoticed by your best friend. 'I'm playing on Sunday, Codi got injured'

Kyra was silent for a moment before she gently placed a hand on your shoulder. 'You don't want to play?'

You shrug. 'Yes. No. I don't know.'

'That's alright, you don't need to be sure of anything right now' For someone known for her childish antics, Kyra had moments of maturity.

'I thought I'd be fine.' You cleared your throat. 'I will be fine'

Kyra slung her arm around your shoulder and pulled you in close. 'Just know that we'd all understand if you weren't'

You knew she was delicately skirting around the topic of your brother, not quite wanting to broach it but not wanting to let it go either. You felt vulnerable with Kyra, as though she saw straight through your closed facade.

'I just want this weekend to be over.' You squeeze her hand lightly 'Then everything will be okay again'

Kyra sucked in a deep breath. 'You never talk about him, you know.'

Black dots suddenly swarmed your vision. 'I can't Ky, I just can't'

'Okay' she said simply pressing a light kiss to your forehead. 'But if you ever have a moment, even a second, where you think you can then i'll be here'

You didn't get much sleep that night. Nor did you manage to eat anything. Time passed slowly as you tossed and turned in a patch of nervous sweat. You hated how emotional you were feeling, you didn't want it. You didn't need it. It was 3am when you eventually climbed out of bed to find Kyra in her own. As though sensing your presence, she opened her eyes slightly and shuffled over before pulling you down besides her.

It was a routine performed many times before.

Her quiet comfort let you sleep until dawn.

You were silent on the coach ride the following morning. You sat at a table of four with Kyra opposite Less and Vic who kept taking concerned glances at your abnormal state. You crossed your legs beneath you and tried to focus on the pile of cards you'd just been dealt. Normally, you were the champion of rummy but now you just couldn't focus enough to care. The only thing that had been running through your mind since you woke up was your brother's face.

His face on tv as he clattered into the post, ball flying well over his head. His face as blood poured from his hairline. His face as the life left his eyes. Just like that.

He'd died just like that.

Everything he'd ever loved and lived for gone. Just.Like.That.

You'd never felt pain like it.

That's why you had shut it out when you came to Arsenal. You threw yourself into your new life hoping that eventually the pain would dissipate but it hadn't, not even the tiniest bit. Instead it seemed to grow, every time you were reminded of your twin the lump in your throat evolved and the agony in your heart rattled loudly against your rib cage.

As you studied your cards, you locked eyes with Leah who sat besides Kim on the isle opposite. She had been keeping one eye on you since the beginning of the journey and you couldn't help but feel annoyed. Leah had taken you under her wing when you'd first moved to Arsenal having known you well from England but these past few days you'd withdrawn from her completely. You didn't want to give Leah the opportunity to ask if you were okay, because once she did you weren't sure you'd be able to hold yourself together.

It was late afternoon by the time the coach arrived in Liverpool and you were on an important hunt for food when Leah finally managed to corner you in the hotel reception.

'Hey' she grabbed your shoulder gently as you attempted to make a get-away. 'We need to talk'

'About what?' you said nonchalantly

Leah rolled her eyes. 'Don't, Y/n. I'm really worried about you. You shouldn't be here, why did you agree to play?'

'I'm fine Le. It's just another game.'

'No, it's not.' she bluntly reminded you 'At least not for you it isn't.'

Your heart was pounding so violently that you thought it might leap out from inside your chest. 'Can we please not do this?' You glance around the empty reception nervously, afraid of who might overhear the conversation.

'Go home, Y/n' Leah instructed as though she had any say in the matter.

You scoff at her brashness. 'No, who else is going to be able to play in place of Codi?'

'Steph would. We'd find answers' Leah said

'Steph hates playing Centre Back'

'It doesn't matter. She'd do it for you Y/n.'

You hated when Leah treated you like a kid. You weren't that shy seventeen year old on your first England camp anymore, you had outgrown the way she saw you.

'Leah stop. I don't need your help with this. I'm fine'

'You aren't fine' your captain argued 'You haven't been fine since moving to Arsenal and we all know it...you never talk about Ben'

At the mention of your brother's name, your brain seemed to short circuit. You stared incredulously at Leah, no one had dared to mention his name to your face in 14 months. Leah might've been the closest thing to family that you had but she had no right to bring up your brother in the way she had.

'Fuck you' You spat furiously and pulled away from Leah who gritted her teeth at your disrespect, looking slightly hurt. You strode away from Leah and into the lift, abandoning your hunt for food for the comforts of your hotel room where you'd remain for the remainder of the evening. You were glad to see that Leah made no attempt to follow you, although deep down a part of you ached for her comfort. But you didn't need her. Not really. As soon as the weekend was over you would apologise and things could go back to the way they were before where you weren't reminded of your brother's death at every waking moment.

Leah would understand. At least, that's what you hoped.

You sent Kyra a quick message to explain you were having a quiet evening and that you'd see her tomorrow and then locked your hotel door for the night.

You were fast asleep when you became vaguely conscious of a knocking at your door. Exhausted, you opened your eyes to glance at the time as the knocking persisted. It was only 10pm. Sighing you stumbled to your feet and dragged open the hotel door to see Kim staring you down, a stern look stretched upon her face.

'Good to know you're alive' she barged into your room before you had a chance to welcome her inside. She grimaced at the mess of clothes on your floor before turning to face you.

'I texted Kyra' You grumbled

'Sit down' Kim demanded

'What? Why?'

The Arsenal captain crossed her arms and waited for you to do as she said. Slowly, you lowered yourself back down onto the bed.

'Leah told me what happened'

You sighed 'It's not what it seems like'

'You need to let someone help you. You're struggling and you need help.' Kim watched as you shook her head and fixed your eyes on the ground.

'I'm fine'

'Don't bullshit me.'

'I'm not.'

Kim rolled her eyes. 'I don't know why you agreed to come, but you have nothing to prove Y/n. It's okay if you're still grieving, it's okay to be devastated, it's okay to feel these things. But what isn't okay is for you to push away the people that care about you.'

You said nothing.

'You don't need to speak to me about whatever is going on in your head but at least talk to Leah. Or Kyra or Less. Hell, the whole team is in your corner. You're going to end up in a dark place without paying into those relationships, okay kid?'

Kim put a finger beneath your chin and lifted your eyes to meet her own. You were beginning to crack under her harsh but ever caring gaze, a tear made its way down your cheek and Kim gently wiped it away.

'I'll apologise to Leah' you whispered 'After the game'

Kim hummed in disapproval. 'I'd rather you didn't play at all'

'Too late now'

'It's not' Kim countered 'But if you're really going to play then do it safely. Don't commit any dangerous fouls triggered by emotion and if you need to stop or get off the pitch then you tell me straight away, okay?'

You nodded compliantly. 'Got it'

Kim pulled you in for a hug before leaving you to your thoughts. You'd never get any sleep now.

The following day the match approached quickly. You spent the morning with Kyra, avoiding the older players as much as possible. Even on your team walk, as Kyra rushed off to prank Steph, you hung back with Vic as you watched Kyra drench Steph with a bottle of water - something that you would usually be involved in too.

And when you arrived at Anfield after lunch, you opted out of doing a pitch inspection with the rest of the girls who exchanged worried glances. Leah hung back in the changing rooms with you under the guise of needing to do a few exercise for her knee when in reality you knew she was only trying to keep an eye on you. As the team news was announced and the internet started buzzing at the knowledge that you'd be playing at the very pitch where your brother had died, you did nothing but sit and wait.

From the changing rooms, the fan chants could be heard loudly. It was clear that the Arsenal fans had eclipsed the turnout of those of Liverpool which came as no surprise. You sat in your cubby and tapped you foot to the tune of Lacasse's newest and, in your opinion, greatest fan chant yet. You felt strangely calm, at least calmer than you had done last night.

You were eager to get the match under way because as soon as it was over, you could get back to your North London bubble. The thought made everything a little easier and as you jogged onto the pitch for warm up you instinctively turned away from the end of the pitch where your brother had died. Luckily, Arsenal were warming up on the opposite side which you were almost certain Leah and Kim had planned. You breezed through your warm ups by keeping your head down and ignoring the pitiful gazes that staff members kept sending your way.

And no matter what, you didn't dare look toward the North stand.

Before you knew it, kick off was upon you. You stood besides Leah and took a knee at the first blow of the Ref's whistle. For the first half, Arsenal faced the pitch end that your brother had died at. You tensed each time the ball was crossed into the box and one of your teammates (namely Alessia) tried to put their head to it.

Ben had died trying to do the exact same thing. You felt as though you could throw up any second.

By the time half-time rolled around you were both mentally and physically exhausted which wasn't exactly a promising sign considering Arsenal were 3-0 up. You and Leah had worked seamlessly together to protect your goal but that didn't mean you hadn't given the occasional sloppy pass or let Kiernan slip by you one too many times.

You were playing well but everyone could tell that you were trapped inside your own head. Even the fans, who had been applauding you extra loudly all game, could be seen nervously watching you handle the ball with a lack of precision. And yet Jonas didn't take you off.

As you made your way out for the second half, Katie wrapped an arm around your shoulder and gave your hair a light ruffle.

'You're doing good, mate. Almost up. Then we can get the hell out of this shitty stadium' she gave you a smile of reassurance before running off into her position and you couldn't help but grin at the Irish woman's ability to always try and make light of a situation.

You kept your eyes away from the goalpost that had killed your brother as you stood less than 10 metres in front of it. Leah's eyes flickered nervously over to you as you fidgeted uncontrollably waiting for the whistle to blow. It was an artic day in Liverpool yet you felt as though you were sweating buckets, your legs felt like jelly as the second half finally got underway.

Deep in your chest, as Liverpool pressed high, you felt an overwhelming amount of grief. You were too close to the goal, too close to where Ben had taken his last breath. Everything was too close and you felt as though you were going to collapse from the weight of it all if you were made to take one more step toward the goal.

So, you did what you knew how to do best...You turned the grief into intense anger. As play progressed it was clear that your tackles were becoming riskier by the minute, you barrelled into poor Missy Bo Kearns around the 60th minute mark who fell to the floor clutching her leg in agony. You were fortunate to only receive a yellow card.

As the match drew to a close and you managed to keep a clean sheet, Liverpool took one last go at attacking in the 91st minute. The play was started by Taylor Hinds who managed to get the ball through Arsenal's experienced midfield and onto the foot of the striker. Without thinking, you swiped the ball out from under her legs and gained possession back to your own side. However, Liverpool's number 9 had fallen to the ground in the tackle and was dramatically flailing about.

'Get up, you're fine' You insisted at the girl. When she refused to move you grabbed her biceps and tried to forcefully remove her from the grass, much to her surprise. The girl pushed you away from her.

'What the hell y/n?' she yelled capturing the attention of the teammates around you. As the ref blew her final whistle and the stands erupted in celebration at Arsenal's win, you ignored it all and advanced on the girl.

It had all been too much. And this girl was providing you with the perfect opportunity to let your anger out properly. You shoved her backwards.

'What are you doing?' Leah's voice was suddenly in your ear, her arms wrapping around your torso in an attempt to restrict you access to the poor Liverpool player. Katie appeared by your side and began to shield you from the abuse the Liverpool team had now began to shout at you...but it wasn't as though you didn't deserve it.

Leah dragged you backwards as you thrashed around in her grip, still trying to get to the Liverpool player. Eventually, Leah got you into the tunnel and haphazardly shoved you into the nearest empty room that she could find.

'Are you out of your mind?' Leah exclaimed 'You can't be starting fights like that! You'll be lucky if the FA doesn't fine you!'

'I don't care about the goddamn FA, Leah! Fuck them.' you try to advance on the door but Leah blocks your way.

'You're not leaving this room until you calm down'

Your brain was running at a million miles per hour, all you could think about was how much you needed to punch something or else you were going to break. You lunged past Leah but she was too quick and way stronger than you. She grabbed your entire upper body in her arms and held you against her chest, your head beneath her chin.

'Stop Y/n' she breathed 'It's okay'

For a moment, time slowed. You tried to escaped Leah's grip, you really did. But there was something about the way she was holding you with so much care and concern that you suddenly went lip in her arms and finally let out a gut-wrenching sob. As your legs collapsed, Leah carefully lowered the two of you to the floor so you were positioned between her legs. Your sobs racked your entire body, the pain in your chest had broken out and had been set free after 14 long months.

Leah placed small kisses to the top of your head. She rubbed your arms in comfort and never stopped whispering words of reassurance. When you were still sobbing fifteen minutes later she only pulled you tighter into her chest and folded her legs over your own.

'I've got you' she assured you.

Part 2?

#football #leah williamson #woso #woso community #woso imagine #woso x reader #arsenal #kyra cooney cross #alessia russo

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hannahhook7744 · 3 months ago

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Descendants Background Characters Names (Redone) Part 4;

Crysta (Blonde girl), one daughter of Arista (Ariel's sister) and Dylan. Seaside High was in serious danger of overcrowding, so quite a few students were encouraged to attend Auradon Prep instead.

Brian Robinson (glasses guy), son of Lewis and Franny Robinson.

Aqua, one daughter of Aquata (Ariel's sister) and Nexar.

Sitara, daughter of Mowgli and Shanti.

Trevor, the son of Big Nose and Assunta.

Prince Henry (the guy behind Mal and Lonnie), son of King Richard the Lionheart. He's supposed to go to Sherwood High, but he got expelled.

Shira (girl behind Evie), daughter of Ariel's friend, Gabriella. One of the Seaside students who transferred.

Leon du Lac (guy beside Evie) son of Lancelot du Lac and Elaine of Astolat (he's an exchange student).

The girls behind him are Mary and Dorothy, daughters of Tiana's friend, Georgia.

The red head girl under him is Sigrid, daughter of Kai and Gerda.

Adonis Jr aka AJ (right next to Lonnie), son of Adonis and Helen of Troy. His older siblings attend Olympus High, but his father thought he was too nerdy to compete.

Silvie (behind AJ), daughter of Sharma.

The girls below him are Princesses Noelle and Natasha, daughters of Cavin and Princess Calla.

Guy in stripes is named Prince Rowan, son of Wee Dingwall.

Girl in yellow beneath him is Celestina Potts, youngest daughter of Mrs. Potts.

Guy in a blue T-shirt is named Samuel 'Sammy' Sweet, son of Joshua Sweet.

Guy in a yellow T-shirt is named Makaio Bubbles, son of Cobra Bubbles from Lilo and Stitch (Bubbles adopted him from an unsuitable home).

The guy below them is Prince Ajax, son of Prince Thor and Pearl. One of the Seaside transfer students.

The guy next to Makaio is Prince Reynard, son of Princess Willow.

The girl next to him is Princess Wenhua 'Wen', daughter of Yao and Princess Mei, who flat out refused to go to the Imperial Academy.

Guy below her is Johannes Little, son of Little John.

Salvatrix Mim aka Sad Sally Mim, granddaughter of Madam Mim.

Elizabeth 'Lizard' West, daughter of Elphaba and Fiyero (aka the Wicked Witch of the West).

Orlie, daughter of Orddu.

Owena, daughter of Orwen and Bill Jukes (she's the youngest member of Uma's crew).

Morven Mim, aka Mimpathy Morven, grandson of Madam Mim.

Farley-Fletcher Fflam, son of Fflewddur Fflam.

Maureen 'Goo' Yagoobian, Michael 'Goob' Yagoobian.

Murky Maggie Mim, granddaughter of Madam Mim (she has four legs. This may or may not be Dorothy Tremaine's fault).

Ula and Uziel, daughter and son of Uliana.

Shepherd Scaremonger, Aka the Boy Who Cried Wolf.

Ichabod 'Icey' White, son of Snow White and Prince Florian. Along with Princesses Noelle again and Audrey.

Princess Natasha again.

The girl next to her is Rebecca, daughter of Safi.

Felicidad Daniela Ruíz, she's the daughter of one of the Encanto villagers. The boy next to her is Prince Ajax again.

Jonas again.

The girl below him is Adda Slim, daughter of Alameda Slim.

The guy next to Jonas is Morven Mim again.

Dizzy Tremaine.

Guy next to her is Abner, son of Captain Gantu.

Girl next to him is Tara, daughter of King Trevor.

Guy behind her is Blaise, son of Morgie.

Guy in the pirate hat is Sean, the son of the Sherriff of Nottingham (He's a member of Uma's Crew).

The girl behind him is Susan Finkelstein, Dr. Finkelstein's daughter.

The girl next to him is Quinlynn Hearts, daughter of the Queen of Hearts (and member of Harriet Hook's Crew).

Axel, son of the Huntsman.

Bathsheba (girl with the bandana), daughter of Ammand the Corsair.

Rummy Bloodbeard (boy behind bandana girl), son of Captain Bloodbeard.

Kevar (Kid in pirate hat next to Bandana girl), son of Marquis de Bouillabaisse.

Daang (First kid in goggles), son of Ed.

Niki (Red Head Girl), daughter of Hecate.

Birger (Kid with green hat), son of Loki.

Desmend (2nd kid with goggles) , son of Ed.

Harlan Alan Never, son of Arika the Mermaid.

Vidal Pezmuerto, son of Señora Pezmuerto.

The girls in the pink dresses next to Uma and Elle are Annika and Raylene Jenkins, the daughters of Coach Jenkins.

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Thanks @igetthedisneybox and @casinotrio1965 for the help.

#descendants #disney descendants #melissa de la cruz #disney #descendants au #wicked world #disney descendants au #background characters named #headcanons #etc

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ace-and-sleepdeprived · 4 months ago

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so i just got back from seeing twisters and AAAAAAGHHHHHHHHH

no spoilers first - i really really really enjoyed it! the visuals were incredible, i loved all the characters, [except for scott, but that’s a given] and the science was pretty damn accurate! i think i annoyed my brothers and cousin with how unintentionally chatty i was in the theatre, so oops. that’s just how you know i liked it.

NOW TIME FOR THE SPOILERY REVIEW! IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN IT YET, DON’T LOOK BENEATH THE CUT!

first things first, THE TORNADO WRANGLERS ARE FROM ARKANSAS!! as an arkansan born and raised, i was over the moon when javi said they were from arkansas! i guess i should’ve connected the dots with boone- since there’s literally a booneville arkansas which is probably where he got the nickname [at least in my headcanon]. this also implies that tyler doesn’t like the longhorns given he went to the university of arkansas which is funny since glen powell is a massive texas fan.

the whole beginning scene was very much like the beginning of the original twister, establishing that kate has the Trauma™ like jo does. i’m still very confused as to how the hell her and her team got their hands on the original Dorothy, but i’ll chalk that up to typical movie logic.

i absolutely adored all of the tornado wranglers and i can confidently say that NONE of them are straight. i mean- have you seen them?? they are a chaotic found family and they care so much for each other and i love it. and i also love how instantly they accepted javi and kate into the Wranglers since it’s implied they start working with them at the end of the movie.

i was lowkey a little worried they were going to make javi turn his back on kate for the money hungry crew he accidentally created - which i think he genuinely didn’t fully know what he was getting himself into with the realtor dude that was funding the whole thing - but GOD was it satisfying seeing javi go ‘FUCK YOU’ to scott and ditch him. [scott simps i am NOT sorry about what happened to him, he was a total asshole and deserved what he got]

tyler!! oh my god tyler, i loved him so much. he completely subverted my initial expectations of him being more of a jonas miller type of character, but he turned out being more like a mix of jo and dusty, funnily enough. he genuinely cares about his team and helping people in need, putting them before the storms.

i know a lot of people are disappointed that they took out the kiss between tyler and kate, but i actually loved the fact they chose to keep it ambiguous and open for the audience to interpret themselves. obviously it’s implied that they will end up together, but it’s also clear that kate’s still dealing with the trauma of her past boyfriend’s death, like anyone undoubtedly would after losing people you love in such a traumatic way. it also implies that tyler, kate and javi might end up poly - since there were MULTIPLE instances of kate sharing not-so-platonic interactions with both tyler and javi - which is always fun to have an excuse to ship a new ot3, tehe. [hell, i was shipping them BEFORE the movie even came out, lmao.]

all in all i really enjoyed it, and now it WILL be in the head for a while and i WILL be seeing it again. i give it a solid 8.5/10.

#adrian rambles #twisters #twisters 2024 #twisters spoilers #lee isaac chung #twisters movie #tyler owens #kate carter #anthony ramos #glen powell #daisy edgar jones

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domquixotedospobresblog · 5 days ago

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When he walked down the yellow brick road, I'm not plagiarizing the book of Oz, it really was made of bricks of that color, maybe a fan made it like that, the girl always sat on the wall just to get a look, but at first it didn't work out very well because he always looked down when he walked, changing direction and sometimes zigzagging, she also sat in different places every day, at the beginning, in the middle and at the end, maybe to provide a better angle of vision, it was almost a year he walked and she dreamed, but one day it was different, a branch fell on the path after the rain, he dragged the obstacle and she offered to help, he accepted and murmured the number one hundred and three, they cleaned it up and walked together for the first time, it was an incredible feeling to see the two of them walking smiling and looking at each other the whole time, it seemed like the beginning of another beautiful love story, they arranged to see each other at night on the beautiful road of OOz, I'll call it that since they met after a heavy rain and the bricks yellow, she had braids like Dorothy and he was afraid to look at her like the lion had of the imaginary villain, at night he arrived with a huge bouquet and she said it was beautiful, but if he wanted to please only one person it would be enough, he said that every day he would hide waiting for her to sit down to start walking and he would count the bricks one by one and when they spoke for the first time, he would bring her the number of bricks he counted and the result was one hundred and three, she remembered the number because he had whispered, even in this love is tricky, the little road had more than five thousand bricks, it had been one hundred and three days since they saw each other for the first time and it was precisely on his birthday that the gift was made, but he did not tell her about the special date, he wanted it to be the date they became a couple, after one hundred and three days she said yes, it was positive, we are going to have a baby, do not play with destiny, nothing is by chance, if someone left your life it is because something better is coming, just walk and leave behind those who do not want to come to your side.

Jonas r Cezar

#micro crônica #jonas r cezar #sarah paulson

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alexquisites-blog · 2 months ago

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|Tempest Unleashed- Chapter 2: 2019|

Years Ago

Charlotte was already up and awake as she was setting up everything for the big day ahead as she saw Kate awake and grabbed her camera as Charlotte grabbed her's before standing besides Kate and the two of them snapped a few quick photos of the system ahead of them. The two looked at each other before doing a tornado spin with their index fingers and began heading back to the site behind them Kate went to Jeb and the others to wake them up as Charlotte was looking everything to make sure it was perfect as Kate went to the van and honked the horn.

"Storm's here guys let's go!" Kate announced as Maya walked her way over to her cousin.

"Nah, nah, I got way too hard last night." Javi complained.

"Javi, get up, come on!" Kate yelled as she went to pull his sleeping bag over his head.

"You should really listen to her man. She's on it today." Charlotte chuckled, sipping her coffee.

"Come on, why are you on her side? I need more sleep." He groaned as Charlotte walked over and smiled.

"Because I feel today is going to our best shot at doing this, and Kate agrees." Charlotte crossed her arms.

"It's so early, just a few more minutes. It won't hurt." He groaned.

"Nope, and now I'm stealing this." She grabbed the sleeping back before stuffing it back in the van.

"Ugh, fine." He said getting up.

As Kate was recording her video with Jeb recording, Charlotte was helping her brother with Dorothy.

"The Doppler doesn't show a storm until the afternoon." Praveen said.

"Well, the data doesn't see what Kate sees." Addy explained.

"And that's for a fact, Kate sees it all." Charlotte popped up.

"How about Kate sees a few more hours of sleep?" Javi suggested.

"Nope, sorry you're going to have to live off of what you have for today."

"Praveen. What are you doing? Dorothy's not a desk." Javi explained as Praveen took the computer off of Dorothy.

"She's very special." She said, patting the container. "And helped us beat that son of a bitch Jonas." She muttered to herself getting a small flashback to when she was in her preteens. "Fashionably late again, Jonas? Fashionably late! Gimmie kiss, baby!" Before she continued working.

"Come on. Get in. Get in!" Kate was guiding everyone to get into the camera frame as they all got in. "Ready? Do you know what today is?"

"The day we save a tornado!" Charlotte, Javi, Praveen, Addy, and Jeb all yell at one.

"I'm going to yak first." Javi walked off.

"I'll make sure he doesn't yak too much." Charlotte chuckled, patting his back.

Later the group began driving towards the system that was ahead of them. Javi and Charlotte were in the van softly singing Salio El Sol by Don Omar and snacking on Hot Cheetos.

"Do you see the coloring? It's beautiful!" Charlotte called out, trying to get a good view of the clouds.

"Yeah, yeah, I see it." Javi said as he grabbed the radio. "Alright, how are we getting this thing? Me and Charlotte need a southwest position to read the sensors."

"Yeah I'm coming right up." Jeb spoke into the radio as they turned right.

"I call next song." She said, grabbing her phone and picking Vivir Mi Vida by Marc Anthony.

"Ooo okay Charlotte go perfect choice." Javi smiled, driving down the road as she was singing her heart out until the group stopped on the side of the road to work on the mixture.

"There she is!" Javi called out.

"She's looking mighty big and strong." She said following him and gave him the computer as the two walked up to Addy continuously pushing the button to open Dorothy.

"Hey, gentle, gentle, light." Javi requested as Javi hit it.

"Hey, she didn't need that." Charlotte pushed his hand away.

"Whatever, now try." Javi requested Addy, pushed, it didn't work. "Usually, it works."

"Apparently, she just needs some talking to, don't you girl, you will get this data." Charlotte said as Addy tried pushing it again. "Never mind then..."

"This thing is so old."

"Hey!" Charlotte muttered.

"I mean, it's old, but it's field tested. Charlotte was literally there when it started back in the day."

"See!" Charlotte exclaimed.

"You know, unlike Kate's science project over here."

"Javi has a point." Charlotte muttered.

"It's our science project." Praveen explained.

"There's no time, Charlotte, Javi. If Dorthy's not working, then forget the data, okay? We'll worry about it later." Kate said.

"Forget the data -"

"It's not going to wait for us, Javi... Charlotte."

"Kate... Jeb, the data is a crucial part, me and Javi both need this." Charlotte crossed her arms a little upset. "Data is the most important piece out of storm chasing."

"There's a death rate setting in. Look both of you. This is probably our last chase of the season."

Charlotte put her hands up. "You know what it's equally as important." She muttered, containing her emotions.

"No matter what, we gotta get these barrels in the air and see if they can make a tornado vanish, okay? It's more important." Kate explained as Charlotte takes a deep breath, putting her hands on her sides.

"No, how about that it's equally as important, we do both right?" Javi suggested.

"Exactly!" Charlotte jumps in.

"If you make a tornado vanish with this, but you don't get the data with this. Who's gonna believe it?"

"No one guys. That's the answer they'll just think it's some stupid thing with the air or whatever." She said as Addy pushed the button again and it opened.

"Oh, got it!" Addy exclaimed as Charlotte grabbed a sensor and gave it a quick kiss for good luck before putting it back in.

"Fine, the two best cousins better get us that data. Whatever we need to win a big fat grand." Kate exclaimed before Charlotte began to make her way over to the van as she watched the four drive off as Javi joined Charlotte in the van.

"Alright here we go, I feel today's gonna be the day." She smiled.

"Agreed." Javi said nodding watching the radar with Charlotte on his side.

The two are in the van watching the computers as a radio comes through from Addy. "Javi, Charlotte. How's Dorothy's GPS?"

"Coming and loud a clear." Javi said as Charlotte grabbed the walkie talkie

"It's definitely some system just be careful guys." Charlotte said before giving it back as she got up a few minutes later and grabbed a snack before throwing one to Javi as he smiled. "Anything from them yet?"

"Nope not yet." Javi said as he opened his bag and began to snack as so did Charlotte as another few minutes past.

"Okay we dropped the trailer." Kate said through the radio.

"Alright this better work." Charlotte said nervous.

"Now let's see if it takes the bait." Javi added as moments later data was showing. "Woo Baby!" He said high-fiving her. "We just shot up 10,000 feet."

"Hell yeah!" Charlotte screamed.

"It's rising 30,000 feet." Javi radioed.

"Javi it's not weaking..." She said before getting up getting the other computer. "Shit, shit."

"Dorothy can't tell you that..." He explained as Charlotte panicked.

"Tell you what?"

"If the wind speeds are wearing. 40,000 feet, your tornado isn't shrinking Kate. 50,000 feet."

"Javi they need to get out of there as soon as possible this isn't good."

"This isn't right." Javi said before trying to go do something.

"Yeah no shit! Wait what are you doing?" She watched him as Addy's voice was repeating.

"Guys, talk to us. Talk to us. Talk to us."

"Sensor's just shot up 70,000." Javi radioed as Charlotte looked at him.

"Tell them they need to get out of there quick!" Charlotte said nervous.

"Guys whatever is in there it's big and it's moving fast. Drive. Get the hell out of there!"

"Like now, just go! Go!" Charlotte radioed after Javi as she stood close to him anxiously.

"Repeat you guys get out of there!" He radioed but no response. "Kate!" Javi looked at Charlotte.

"Shit, why aren't they saying anything!?" Charlotte panicked. "Guys!" She tears up holding onto her cousin.

"They probably found somewhere to take cover, I don't know look we just have to sit it out." He said keeping her close. "I know we want to know what's going on but we just have to wait."

As the storm passed after a few minutes, they pulled up Dorothy's radar before driving along the route to find Kate and the others. As Charlotte and Javi were driving, they saw the SUV flipped all broken on the side of the road as Javi was rubbing Charlotte's shoulder. The two parked the car due to debris covering the road as there was a cop car and a blonde girl. Charlotte instantly recognized it was Kate before she ran over with Javi behind.

"Kate thank God your okay, where's the others?" Charlotte asked hugging Kate slowly.

"T-they didn't make it, they're all gone, and it's my fault." She said in tears.

"Kate, it isn't your fault. You didn't know it was going to become an F5." Javi adds.

"I can't do this anymore..." Kate looked at the two cousins.

#twisters #twisters x oc #kate carter #tyler owens #scott miller #javier rivera #anthony ramos #daisy edgar jones

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firewoodwander · 1 year ago

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I would love to hear some normie alt pop for my beloveds Echo5 or RexEcho5s 💙💙💙

Ask my beloved friend and ye shall receive. Thank you for helping me bring the tone up lol

Echo/Fives

Infinity - James Young

for him. - Troye Sivan ft. Allday

Sucker - Jonas Brothers

Rex/Echo/Fives

The Only Hope For Me Is You - My Chemical Romance

PCH - Tokyo Police Club

Ain’t Our Time To Die - Dorothy

#ship tracks #echo5 #Rex/echo/fives #ask game

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snowlessknitter · 9 months ago

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The Masked Singer: S11 E2 (Group B First Round, Wizard of Oz Night)

Tonight’s episode sees Group B take the stage for the first time, and their songs will include bits from songs from the classic 1939 film The Wizard of Oz. As always, I post before seeing any unmaskings, so these are guesses, not spoilers.

I am watching on a delay tonight and have avoided spoilers from tonight’s episode.

Gumball 🍬: I saw the sneak peek of his performance released yesterday, but without any clues I don’t have an idea of who he might be. Let’s get a look at the clues. From the South (with a heart around Louisiana, Mississippi, and Alabama), seen playing several instruments. I see a spider. My first impression was maybe AJ McLean from the Backstreet Boys, but on the second listen I don’t think it sounds like him. I’m thinking he’s either a boy bander, a musical theater actor, or maybe both. The bonus clue: The Tin Man’s Heart, says he has the “heart of a superhero”. So maybe he played a superhero in a movie or a TV show? I think Jenny’s guess of Chace Crawford makes the most sense right now. (Jamie Dornan is from Ireland, I think, and Kevin Jonas is from New Jersey.)

Miss Cleocatra 🐈: Carried in on a litter (not a litter box). A sign reading “Bel-Air” and a “Vacay!” ticket. She was called a “national treasure”. Definitely sounds like an older woman. Is she perhaps one of the actresses who played Aunt Vivian on The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air? The bonus clue: A fairy wand, and she says she’s “worked her magic” on an Emmy Award-winning show. I think Robin’s guess of Loretta Devine makes the most sense here.

Afghan Hound 🐕: This hound’s legs are either those of a supermodel or a very convincing drag Queen. Apparently was on TV and had a family crisis. We also saw some golden house keys. My default guess is someone from a Real Housewives show. And based on her singing voice, she’s probably the one leaving the competition tonight. Ouch. The bonus clue: The Cowardly Lion’s Badge of Courage. She clarifies she was on TV with her family. I’m gonna guess one of the Richards sisters, just ‘cause.

Beets 🍠: Looks like there’s two of them. It sounds like these two are friends or are related. A radio, a book called “Beeting the Odds”. A crate of apples. Based on the sounds of their voices, I’m gonna say that this is Ruben Studdard & Clay Aiken from American Idol. While they faced off against each other on Idol, they’ve become very close friends over the years and they’ve even toured together recently. The bonus clue: Toto, saying “Like Dorothy and Toto, we’re the best of friends.” One beet’s voice is unmistakably Clay Aiken, and I’m pretty sure the other one is Ruben.

#the masked singer #the masked singer season 11

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mortem0 · 2 years ago

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random songs i associate with some characters + relationships’ based off my odd head canons for them

regulus: two by mother mother, majesty by apashe & wasiu, conversations by mother mother, seven devils by florence + the machine, this is me trying by taylor swift, little toy guns by carrie underwood

james: sick of the silence by mother mother, lose yourself by eminem, until it doesn’t hurt by mother mother, hdmi by bones, tolerate it by taylor swift, conversations by mother mother

sirius: forsaken by paris paloma, life by mother mother, twisted by missio, my prerogative by bobby brown, heartless by the weeknd, mulled wine by paris paloma

remus: can you feel my heart by bring me to the horizon, weep by mother mother, sucker for pain by lil wayne, a little bit dangerous by crmnl, life of the party by the weeknd, didn’t change my number by billie eilish

lily: pomegranate seeds by julian moon, what you need by the weeknd, are you satisfied? by mariana, gunpowder and lead by miranda lambert

marlene: renegade runaway by carrie underwood, 29 by demi lovato, daisy by ashnikko, tv by billie eilish, bad girls by m.i.a.

dorcas: the fruits by paris paloma, legend by the score, dictator by rei, i was never there by the weeknd, who is she? by i monster

mary: idontwanttobeyouanymore by billie eilish, jokes on you by charlotte lawrence, getting older by billie eilish, all the dying by mother mother

all: i got love by mother mother, wicked ones by dorothy, forgotten souls by mother mother

jegulus: the knack by mother mother, don’t give up on my by zach bryan, pure love by mother mother

wolfstar: hurts so good by astrid (big emphasis on this one), hesitate by the jonas brothers , from a lovers point of view by zach bryan, work song by hozier

marylily: hell or high water by zach bryan, true love by pink

dorlene: kill for your love by labrinth (this one), helium by glass animals, kill for you by skylar grey

crimson rivers (lol i just wanted to include it): glory and gore by lorde, meltdown by stromae

#marauders #harry potter #james potter #sirius black #regulus black #remus lupin #wolfstar #jegulus #lily evans #dorlene #marlene mckinnon #dorcas meadowes #marylily #mary macdonald

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doyouwanttoseeabug · 11 months ago

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Your name is John Smith. Heaven is almost exclusively filled with John Smiths, Li Weis and the like. You mostly just hang out, chill, do a little barbecue, comfort the sobbing kids named shit like Fortescue Montgomery as they realise they're not long for this world either. Sometimes Shakespeare or Jonas Salk will show up for a bit, but only the newbies get weird about it. Shakespeare's a great guy! Washington's a dick, though.

Your buddy, Abdul Ahmed #47852, told you there used to be a lot of Sophronias when he arrived. He flips over another chicken wing on the grill. "You don't see a lot of Sophronias round anymore, right?"

"That you don't."

"All the Ethels and Hildas are looking nervous."

"That they are."

"But you gotta think - five hundred years. That's a long time for there to be John Smiths."

"Nowt wrong with being a John Smith."

"Didn't say there was. Just saying. At some point, John's going to go the way of Sophronia. Human nature. Look at poor Be-Fruitful-And-Multiply Thomas." He nods at the skinny, nervous man at the edge of the lawn. "Someone told me that the only reason he's surviving is because his birth record's going round on the internet for teens to laugh at."

"Fruitful's a dick, though."

"Yeah, still. Must be rough, though. Hoping that people keep laughing at you long enough to stay here."

Some are lucky. Katherine Howard, teenage wife of King Henry VIII, will be here for a long time, and by her grace so will the hundreds of other Katherine Howards born since her death. They gather around her like a patron saint, and she moves through her flock laughing like the true queen she never got to be. There are a lot of Percy Jacksons up here giving daily thanks to some author down below. A gaggle of Dorothy Parkers, arranged in flapper dresses or swinging miniskirts, are laughing on one of the bright green lawns, a nicotine mist turning them silver.

"But only one Edna St. Vincent Millay," says a sharp woman when you mention this.

"You sad about that?"

She throws back her head and laughs. "Fuck, no. I just wish people down there would stop writing my bloody biography. Read the poetry, keep me around; but god, please, consign my past lovers to oblivion."

No one ever wrote a biography of John Smith, simple country farmer. But that's all right with you. There will always be parents wanting something old fashioned. Something simple. Something good. Or, as Abdul says, there will always be mothers exhausted from labour and out of imagination who just say oh fuck it, we'll call him John, who cares?

Plus you hear they named a beer after you now. Oh yeah, Johnny Smith will be around for a while.

People’s souls vanish from the afterlife if their names stop being mentioned by those in the living world. You, an average person who hasn’t accomplished anything exceptional or abhorrent, have been here for 500 years and still haven’t vanished yet.

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Dorothy lands in North London - Part 6

Part 5

I know it's been quite the build up to meet all the players but trust me it's coming :) A short chapter ahead, sorry!

Once you had bid goodbye to Jonas, Jennifer wasted no time in dragging you pitch side. It was there that you experienced just how much went into announcing new signings as you met the rest of Jennifer and David's team and crew members. They took long videos of you walking pitch side and sitting among the thousands of seats in the stadium, you couldn't wait to hear them roar to life on match days.

'Here' Jennifer approach where you were seated with a box in hand. 'New pair of boots for the day, wanna give them a try?'

'Hell yes' you said excitedly ripping open the box to find a pair of pink Nike phantoms laying in wait. You grinned and held them up to the camera examining with glee the way your initials and number were engraved into the side. 'Fucking fantastic aren't they?'

'Language!' Jennifer exclaimed 'We'll have to mute that Y/n'

You glanced at her sheepishly before pulling the boots snuggly over your feet.

'Perfect fit.' You weren't ashamed to admit that you went through football boots like a Foxes through chicken. They never usually lasted longer than a few months before they were falling apart of the seams, maybe it was the rough tackles or the way you liked to knee slide but you weren't all that sure. It was a shame considering how much you loved your new pair.

As you got up from your seat and made your way back down to the grass an Irish voice abruptly stopped you in your tracks.

'There's me new protege'

You turn to see Katie McCabe sauntering out the tunnel. The Irish Captain was also decked out in an Arsenal kit and she dragged a ball bag behind her.

'Katie' She introduced herself, dumping the balls at your feet.

You decided instantly that you liked the girl. You'd be lying if you said you didn't admire her style of play, it was incredibly similar to your own right down to the risky tackles and red cards. From what you'd seen in videos online, you were also pretty sure she'd appreciate your humour.

'I know who you are' You began ' Katie Robinson, right?'

A look of shock crossed Katie's features for a moment before she cackled loudly. 'Got a mouth on ya, don't ya?'

You shrugged. 'That's what they all say'

Jennifer inserted herself into the conversation. 'Okay, now we can get started'

'Started?' You frowned

'On the video."

You shook your head. 'Then what've we been filming for the last half hour?'

Jennifer shared an amused glance with Katie. 'Just some little snippets and shorts for social media, some of it might make the cut for our main video but it's going to be something a little different and i think the fans will really love it' She beckoned you and Katie to follow her over to the nearest goal where the crew had began to set up large cameras.

'That's why i'm here kid, the fans love me' Katie joked to which you sniggered.

Ignoring the Irish defender, Jennifer continued. 'The whole concept is based around reputations, people hear Katie's name and they think passionate, fearsome, daring, dangerous and your name carries that weight too. So we're gonna play onto that, teams aren't just going to have to deal with one McCabe now, but two.'

You liked that idea. You thought it made you sound tough, like you were built to handle anything.

'We're gonna be bringing the danger kid, me and you'

You smirked 'I think your face alone is scary enough'

Katie shook her head. 'I'm going to have to keep an eye on you aren't I?'

'As long as it's not when i'm in the shower' You countered

Jennifer narrowed her eyes at you as Katie just laughed. 'Stop saying things like that Y/n'

You held your hands up in surrender, you were surprised at how easily you'd managed to fit in already. It was a calming feeling, it made you more at peace with your new life in England despite only arriving a day earlier.

'Kyra's taken a liking to ya' Katie said suddenly as Jennifer wondered away with David to deal with a lighting issue. 'Came through the door at 7 this morning covered in mud but grinning like a mad man'

'Yeah, Emily wasn't too pleased with me about that'

Katie shrugged. 'That's valid, at least Kyra left me a note...even if i couldn't exactly decipher her hand writing.'

'Well I'll know for next time.'

'Next time?' Katie rolled her eyes 'Fantastic'

You honestly couldn't wait to see Kyra again. 'It's good to know someone my own age over here, most of my friends are back in the States'

'Any boyfriend...or girlfriend?' Katie teased

'Not anymore' You answer cryptically but before Katie can respond Jennifer is rushing the two of you into position in front of the camera.

'ACTION'

#football #leah williamson #woso #woso community #woso imagine #woso x reader #kyra cooney cross #arsenal #alessia russo #emily fox #katie mccabe

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