#Rápidos

[vicolashurts]

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[oknews]

DENSO WAVE ofrece un escáner RFID para pagos automáticos más rápidos y fáciles de usar para el cliente

[frasesenespa-ol]

Con un par de pasos rápidos me deja sola, abandonándome a mi tristeza.

Corazón de mariposa -Andrea Tomé

[sabrinarismos]

Não sei como te explicar que queria mais que isso aqui, sabe? Tive uma conversa bem longa com aquela amiga que você custou gostar e a conclusão é que faz falta viver sem saber do amanhã. No começo tínhamos tanto fogo nos olhos, choque no toque e cheiro de confusão. Quem quer que nos visse andando saberia que estávamos dizendo as piores palavras, entre sorrisos de dentes cerrados e passos rápidos. Esses desconhecidos nunca viam o beijo que vinha depois, não sentiam o gosto da fúria na saliva, a urgência no toque. A gente era pura urgência, lembra? Não importava bem o motivo e eu já estava te dizendo palavras feias que minha mãe nem imagina que eu fale e você desejando nunca ter me conhecido, porque no começo tudo era furacão por aqui. Destruíamos tudo por onde passávamos, menos a nós mesmos - eu acho. Ninguém entendia que toda a fúria era pela emoção do desejo, pela certeza do tesão que enlaçava nossos corpos quentes logo após uma série de discordâncias acaloradas entre quatro paredes. Nem eu entendia, para te dizer a verdade. Só era bom sentir que você explodia de raiva só para depois converter tudo em prazer, em vidro embaçado, poesia raivosa que implorava para sair. Tudo que vinha de ti depois das palavras era como doce, porque você sempre foi doce mesmo quando não parecia ser. Ou devo dizer que era? Onde foi parar a vontade transcendental de te tocar os cabelos castanhos numa rua qualquer, torcendo para chegar logo no nosso lugar favorito e misturar nossos corpos? Me peguei pensando no fim da magia, no fim do desejo que veio logo com o fim da montanha-russa que vivíamos. Agora eu te vejo ser tudo que pensei que queria, tudo que todas minhas amigas invejam e me falta vontade de continuar ali do seu lado. Porque eu te amei quando brigamos na chuva da avenida principal, quando discordamos sobre o lugar que iríamos e acabamos indo pro teu quarto. Sinto falta de gritar seu nome na rua, com raiva para encher mil estádios e amor para encher outros milhões, porque é desse jeito que eu te amei. Sinto muito por sentir tanto

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[pasajeroblanco]

[turismoveracruz]

Aventura en el Río Pescados

Descubre la adrenalina que el río Pescados tiene reservada para ti en una experiencia inolvidable de un día. ¡Prepárate para una aventura llena de diversión, naturaleza y emoción que no querrás perderte! Descenso en los rápidos del río Pescados en Jalcomulco, Veracruz Descenso en el Río Pescados: Embárcate en una emocionante jornada de rafting mientras desciendes por las aguas rápidas y…

[chane-vel]

Uh.

[taimanzano]

These two are like MegOp but in a different flavor lol

[starstruckrps]

SOFIA SAINZ + FC: Bruna Marquezine + Sansa Stan em Match of Thrones

DANIELA DIAZ + FC: Camila Morrone + MUSE 4 do Fifth MIX + voz de Lúcia Noceda em The Raven House

FAHRIYE DEMIR OSBOURNE + FC: Aslihan Malbora + MUSE 1 (vocalista e compositora) da banda Paraplus

CECILIA WHITE + FC: Bia Arantes + MUSE 2 (guitarrista e baixista) da banda Paraplus

LEONARD WILLIAM DALGLIESH + FC: Ben Barnes + MUSE 3 do Paraplus (ex-membro, guitarrista) + Jon Winter na série Match of Thrones e Bruce Wayne/Batman na trilogia Batman

OLIVIA TYLER GATES + FC: Riley Keough + inspiração musical em Taylor Swift

JULIETA PENDRAGON + FC: Zoey Deutch + Madeline e Ruby na Trilogia 6

ANGELIC "ANGEL" GILMORE + FC: Margot Robbie + atriz e cantora

FLORENCE MADDEN + FC: Jessica Chastain + diretora da série The Best of Us

HUNTER SEARS + FC: Ross Lynch + MUSE 1 da banda One Dimension e inspiração musical em Harry Styles

AVERY PETERSON + FC: Fivel Stewart + atriz

JULIAN MARRERO + FC: Ryan Guzman + Robb Stan na série Match of Thrones e Owain em The Torment of Bly Manor

NIKOLINA ADELINE DRAGANOV + FC: Barbara Palvin + Lorelai na trilogia 6 e Nina Crain e Daisy Crain em The Torment

NEVADA "EV" DAVIS + FC: Daisy Edgar-Jones + Natty Wheeler na série Peculiar Things

MARISHA AVERAY + FC: Victoria Pedretti + voz de Ema Clawthorne em The Raven House

CELENE ROMERO + FC: Priscilla Quintana + Anna no live-action de Frozen

PARK JINJOO + FC: Im Jinah + Selina Kyle/Mulher-Gato na trilogia Batman + inspiração musical em Taylor Momsen

SIERRA NARVÁEZ + FC: Sofia Carson + Martha Perez em Epiphany e Daliah Jones em Daliah Jones and the Six

RILEY FRAISER + FC: Sophia Bush + Joy Byers na série Peculiar Things + inspiração musical em P!nk

Henry Cohen + FC: Charlie Hunnam + Clint Barton/Hawkeye em Hawkeye

LAURA HAILEY + FC: Karen Gillan + voz de Lilian Clawthorne em The Raven House

MACKENZIE "MACK" EAGLE + FC: Odessa A'zion + Roberta Buckley na série Peculiar Things

ASHLEY THOMPSON + FC: Samara Weaving + produtora na franquia Before

[mundopatin]

Los mejores kayaks del momento

¿Qué es un kayak? Los kayaks son canoas con una tripulación de uno a cuatro cuya finalidad es básicamente deportiva. Inicialmente tenían una sola tripulación y se utilizaban para la pesca y la caza. A diferencia de un bote de remos, la tripulación o el remero se sienta y mira hacia adelante, e impulsa el bote a través de palas o palas de doble filo que no requieren apoyo del casco. Es un barco…

[smokbeast]

Muy bien…

[mysunshinetemptress]

Rápido

Alexia Putellas x Jenni Hermoso x child!reader

Warnings: none except more shitty writing sorry

You’re still only small, still wobbly on your little legs, and still along way off being able to express your feelings opting to often at times throw tantrums.

You’ve spent more time on football fields than in playgrounds, more time in locker rooms, training rooms, and even physio rooms than a nursery, interacting with children your own age. But that’s to be expected when your Mama and Mamaí are world-class athletes playing for one of the best teams in the world. Surely the experiences they give you during your globetrotting are way better than the silly little nursery, your classmates are also professional athletes who know how to walk, talk and write, is that not better for you than some other snot-nosed two-year-olds who cry when they can’t reach a colour to draw on paper with.

But while all of these experiences are great, you’ve never really learned to share, you haven’t had to, your Mamaí’s are yours, your Tia’s and Grandparents are too. They have to be, they don’t spend any time with any other little kids like they do you. Your their baby, the teams baby they remind you as such when you start to kick off at the sight of them holding other kids hands as they walk out on to the pitch while your stuck with your Tia Alba and Abuela.

It was routine at this stage frustration would bubble in your tiny chest like a deflated soccer ball. You would stomp your foot, a wobbly attempt that would send you teetering before Tia Alba swooped you up, whispering words you didn't quite understand in order to calm you down.

Today is different though, you don't arrive at the stadium with Tia Alba and Abuela, in fact, you don't even get dropped off at Abuela's house, maybe your Mamai's forgot but you don't dare let out a sound in case they remember.

A grin stretched ear to ear on your face as Mama hoisted you out of the car seat. The familiar scent of freshly cut grass and popcorn mingled in the air, a symphony that announced you'd arrived at your favourite place – Camp Nou, Barcelona's legendary stadium. But today, something felt different. It was just you and Mamai's. Mama was here, her strong arms scooping you up and burying your face in the familiar scent of sweat and something sweet that must be Mamaí's perfume. While your Mamí retrieves everyone's bags from the back of the car before coming over and smiling down at you.

"Hola, Rápido," Mamí chuckled, her voice warm against your ear. "Excited for the big game?." You nod happily "Si, Mamí."

Suddenly, there's a loud shout from behind you and your Mamaí’s turn to see Mapi running straight for you all.

"There's my favourite niece!" she exclaimed, reaching out her hands. You giggled at the energetic defender reaching towards her, wanting to be passed off. Your Mama laughs happily giving you over "Hola to you too Mapi." Mapi waves your Mama off as she starts talking to you excitedly and begins to walk inside, Ingrid pulls your Mama into a hug "Hola Ale, Jenni how is Rápido today?." Your Mamaí’s begin to walk in with the younger Norwegian as they smile at the sound of your giggles. "She is good, she still doesn't know about the surprise yet." Ingrid smiled watching your interaction with Mapi as they made their way into the changing room "I think she'll love it."

Your eyes widened as you entered the locker room, hand clutched tightly in Mapi's. It wasn't just the usual pre-game buzz. Today, colourful balloons were tied to every locker, and a giant banner adorned the wall that read: "Welcome to the Team, Rápido!"

A gasp escaped your tiny lips. All your Tia's, your Mamaí's teammates, were gathered around, beaming at you. Cata, the gentle giant of a goalkeeper, knelt down, her arms outstretched. you were, usually shy around so many people, but you ran towards her, a shy smile forming on your face. Cata scooped you up, showering you with tickles, making you erupt in a fit of giggles.

Suddenly, a booming voice filled the room. "Rápido!" It was your Mama, holding a tiny Barcelona jersey with the number "10" emblazoned on the back. It was small just like you, the number your Mamí always wore. Your eyes welled up with a mixture of confusion and excitement.

Mama explained, "This is your jersey, Rápido. You're officially part of the team now!"

Unable to word how grateful you were you ran straight for your Mama, who didn't hesitate to pick you up and hold you close and squeeze her as tight as your little arms could "Gracias Mama." Your Mamí lets out a gasp pretending you had hurt her feelings after not coming over to her. You wiggled out of your Mama's arms as she put you down before running over to your Mamí " Wow so fast Rápido." You nodded happily before trying to squeeze her just like you did your Mama "I'm wearing you." Mamí laughs "Yeah you are wearing my number."

The locker room erupted in cheers and whistles. Mapi hoisted you high in the air, your tiny "10" jersey flapping in the excitement.

Ingrid ruffled your hair playfully. "Looks like we have a new teammate, and she's already stealing the spotlight from Alexia!"

Your Mama, playfully nudged Ingrid with a grin. "Don't worry," she winked, "I think Rápido has plenty of time to learn from the best."

Cata, still beaming, handed you a miniature soccer ball. It was soft and squishy, perfect for your tiny grasp. You bounced it clumsily on the floor, sending giggles rippling through the room. You lay the football down stepping back from the ball and looking at Cata before kicking the ball as hard as you could, Cata softly fell to the right as your ball rolled left past the goalkeeper. The locker room erupted into cheers as the door opened and Jonatan walked in.

"Ladies we have a game to get ready for vamos." The room let out a small apology as your Mamí picked you up putting you on her bench before getting changed into her own kit.

"So you're going to walk out with Mama doesn't that sound fun." You nodded "And you." Mamí shakes her head "No remember I have to hold another little kid's hand." You looked at her confused "Why."

The confusion etched on your face tugged at your Mamí's heartstrings.

"Because today," Mamí explained, kneeling next to you, "we get to share the walkout with other special little kids. Just like you get to today."

Your brow furrowed, the gears turning in your tiny mind. The idea of sharing wasn't entirely foreign, but it usually involved toys, not something as special as walking out onto the pitch at Camp Nou.

That same frustration bubbled in your tiny chest like a deflated soccer ball only this time it felt ten times worse.

You shook your head confused as to why you couldn't walk with both of your parents like you normally do happily in the middle "but why."

Suddenly, the locker room door opened "Ok ladies to the tunnel." Your Mama comes over taking your hand "Ready Rápido?." You shook your head "No Mamí." Your Mama looked at you her eyebrows scrunched together in confusion "Mamí is right there."

You turn your head just in time to see your Mamí take the hand of a random little girl.

A pang of jealousy shot through your heart as you watched Mamí clasp hands with the unfamiliar girl. Her smile, usually reserved for you and Mama, was directed at this stranger. You mumbled, a tiny voice barely a squeak, "But that's not me, Mamí."

Your Mama's brow furrowed. She crouched down, her warm brown eyes filled with concern. "What's wrong, Rápido?"

You struggled to find the words, your lower lip trembling slightly. Finally, it tumbled out, a garbled mess of emotions, "Walk out... with you... and Mamí ... in the middle..."

Your Mama tries but fails to stop your tears and before she can even talk to your Mamí about it the referees in front are walking towards the pitch.

Your Mama tries to walk out after them but your feet are planted firmly to the ground and you are really crying now Alexia knows you are boarding on a tantrum and the Camp Nou tunnel is not it the place for it so she scoops you up Instead, pulling your head into her neck as you continue to cry.

The cheers of the crowd outside the tunnel were a distant roar compared to the storm raging inside you. The hope of walking out with both your parents, a tiny hand held firmly in each of theirs, felt stolen, replaced by an unfamiliar girl who had somehow usurped your special place.

Mama, ever perceptive, felt her frustration even through the tears. "Shh, Rápido," she whispered, "It's okay to feel sad."

Pulling back slightly, she wiped your tear-streaked face with a gentle thumb. "Remember what I told you? Sharing your Mamí and I doesn't mean we you any less. This a chance to share the magic of the game with other little fans, just like you."

You sniffled, trying to process this. Sharing toys was okay, even sharing snacks with you Tia's sometimes. But this felt different. This was your little family.

Sensing your hesitation, Mama smiled. "Why don't we make a deal? Right now, your Mamí walks out with the other little girl and holds her hand. Later, all three of us to walk together and Mamí and I will swing you, would you like that?"

At this point your standing in line every other mascot in front of a Barcelona player except you as your Mama still tries to bribe you.

A tiny spark of hope flickered in your eyes. The thought of playing the swing game might just be enough for you to settle.

Your Mamí looks over to you and Mama worries etched across her face but Alexia just shakes her head and so Jenni turns back to the front.

You only begin to calm down after your Mama has pinky promised to swing you after the match, only then are you happy to go off and sit with Abuela and Tia Alba telling them happily about scoring on Cata and how Mama and Mamí are going to swing you.

Later, as the stadium erupted in cheers, Mamí found you by Abuela and Tia Alba. you were, still buzzing from the match rattling off all your favourite moments as Mamí listened patiently.  At a pause in your ramble Mamí held up her pinky finger with a wink.

"Swing time, Rápido,?" she asked.

You squealed with delight, launching yourself into Mamí's arms for a tight hug. As you walked towards your Mama, the tantrum and jealousy from earlier had completely disappeared. 

Grabbing your Mama's hand you let out a scream as they swung you high into the air laughing at your little giggles. You still have a long way to go with sharing but for now, it's just you and Your Mama and Mamí.

[inquebrar]

FELIZ ANIVERSÁRIO RICHINHAS

[elbiotipo]

Un pedazo de quebracho que tengo porque me gusta la forma. En algunos miles de años lo van a encontrar y clasificarlo como un artefacto de propósitos rituales.

[caostalgia]

Perdona mi daltonismo lingüístico, no distingo de conceptos.

Pero hacer arte y besarte suena redundante.

-brokencat