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──★ ˙ ̟ Blue Lock matchup No.5 @mooncakes-and-peaches

Hello! This is my last current matchup. I’ll be writing more soon as I have 3 shorter bonus ones planned for the few people who sent in after the cut-off. I’ll be opening them up again soon once I find I have more free time! I also have some special types of matchups planned so stay tuned!

So anyways, some of the things you noted in your matchup felt really refined and sort of sophisticated, in a way? So, with that, I decided to match you to Reo Mikage!

I know you’re anime only, and so matching you to Reo might not make much sense now, but his personality really shines through in the manga, and I might write a bit over my intended limit trying to prove that to you, so hear me out!

―୨୧⋆ ˚ “I'm a huge homebody. I enjoy watching TV… drawing occasionally.. writing ideas and characters for stories…” 

“…and working out (my goal is to look fit and I’ve actually managed to get some muscle!) I like playing tennis, but I have to be in the mood and the weather has to be right.” 

If you’ve read most of my matchups so far, I’ve said this same thing a few times, but most of your description sort of gave me Reo vibes (if that makes sense). We know that canonically, Reo is/was studious in school, achieved high marks and always performed well in what he did/does. Despite this, I feel as though he’d definitely enjoy staying home after a long day of training (as anyone else probably would). Though, Reo would definitely motivate you to play more tennis; he’d probably see potential in your skills despite you having specific conditions to be in the mood to play right! He’d also bring you along when he has training at the gym, and the two of you would train together, and this way, the both of you can meet your fitness goals together. Though on those off days when the both of you aren’t in the right mood to go to the gym, you’d stay home, and binge watch a TV show together, sharing a bowl of popcorn and different types of chocolates that he picked up from a super-high-end chocolatier earlier that day. I feel like Reo, being the rich kid that he is, is probably used to super refined tastes, like 95%+ dark chocolate. I’m not sure whether you like dark chocolate or not (personally, I absolutely love it) but if you don’t he’d try to convince you to try it, and if you do, the two of you would eat the box of chocolates together.

―୨୧⋆ ˚ “I'll let things slide here and there, but I've never been a big risk-taker/have been rebellious. At the same time, and I know this is contradicting, I'm a very lazy individual, but recently I've been doing better doing what needs to be done and more.”

Seeing as Reo is kinda a textbook spoiled rich kid, he also carries a little bit of a ‘look at me, I’m following the rules’ kind of personality, but not necessarily in a bad way. Seeing as you’re someone who seems to avoid trouble, he may see you as a ‘refined’ individual and take interest in that. We know that Reo is a huge business and stocks nerd, (duh) his family says it all. So, I’d imagine that he’d constantly yap to you about those types of things, asking you if you’ve seen the stocks today, and always telling you and about the shifting economic state of whichever country is on his mind today. I may be wrong about this, but in the case that you do know about those types of things (I def do not) I can imagine the two of you talking about it for hours. In the case that you don’t really know much about business-y type things, you’d listen to him talk and talk about something he read in a book he bought earlier that day, only to end his yap session by saying: 

“Well, I don’t really care since I don’t want my dad’s company anyway. I’ve got Nagi, and together, our soccer will…”. Congratulations, yap session number 2 is about to begin! Although, you don’t really mind, because seeing Reo finally have something to call his own brings a special type of warmth to your heart. His newfound motivation towards wanting to be good at something that he grew from nothing himself definitely makes you feel like you can motivate yourself to build your own skill at things that you already enjoy doing. 

I’d imagine that Reo would obviously bring you to meet Nagi. He’d take you along to watch him practice one time and introduce you to his closest friends (literally only Nagi, maybe Chigiri? – but I won’t spoil anything for you). Seeing as you didn’t mention soccer as one of your interests he might suggest that the three of you play a sport together one day, and you’d suggest tennis. With Nagi being the talented freak he is, his general skill in almost anything he does may physically exhaust you, with you opting to watch him and Reo go against each other in a match while you keep the scores. That’s not to say that you’re bad at playing tennis, of course. Nagi is (was) known to make these types of underhanded comments at another person who isn’t up to his skill level (😭). 

―୨୧⋆ ˚  “I don't have an aesthetic, I just like to wear whatever is comfy and don't really stray from my regular stuff (another thing I need to work on).”

Given his riches, Reo would obviously have expensive taste. If I’m not wrong, he wears designer clothes and all that jazz. So, seeing as you also have a super self-improving orientated mindset, (in my opinion) he’d always motivate you to do new things and open your avenues up a little. That’s why I think he’d pamper you with new clothes, or randomly take you ‘shopping’ where in reality he takes you to get one of those colour analyses, where the person would help you figure out what colour ‘looks best’ on you. He’d pay extra attention to it and buy you things based on what the analyst says. Of course, he takes it with a grain of salt, and lets his personal opinion seep through when buying you gifts. As for you, you’d give him a little ‘fashion show’ where you try on the clothes he bought you so as to not disappoint him, even if they’re not really your style. In the end, you’d pick out a couple pieces that you ended up liking a lot and scold him for splurging (just because he has tons of money, doesn’t mean he should spend it all!). He’d also take note of the types of things you ended up keeping and use it as reference for his next shopping haul for you. From personal experience, he knows that money isn’t the only thing that can keep a person happy, so he definitely tries to not overwhelm you with all his gifts and stuff. Seeing you smile and be content is one of the most important things to him, and he’d be absolutely torn if he was the reason for you to feel any sort of sadness.

[blueparadis]

❝ LIE TO ME ❞ + MIKAGE REO.

+. [synopsis] :: They say love comes to those who wait, those who fight, are willing to go against the world. Love is written on stars, they say, a prince saving princess, an escape, an explosion of ‘what ifs and buts’, a scar yet to be healed, a wound yet to be inflicted; but what about the love that comes easy like a wind on a hot summer day? A love that was not written on the stars. +. [content warnings] :: semi-canon compliance,all characters are 20+, language,smut, f!reader, fwb!tropes, fluff, alcohol, smoking, slight age gap (reader is older than him), angst, hurt and comfort, mention of hookups, dating, erotica, slow romance; mention of nagi, isagi, bachira, sae ; work count — 6kish.

+. [notes] :: This is a part of my & @nyaaaaanma paradise kiss's sexy winter time collab. I wanted to write this because I love Reo and friends with benefits tropes. This piece is very dear to me however it's not self-indulgent. you can also read on AOIII. tagging @orchid3a & @tokyo-sano for listening to me babble about this like a duck. I know i don't annoy you still thank you !! +. [playlist] :: lie to me , dark red , daydream , seaside , can i call you tonight? , watermelon sugar , cherry, bad texter , attention , stargirl.

[ i ]::

The heir to the wealthiest house in town, Reo Mikage was the perfect specimen of an eligible bachelor. Dreamy eyes, bright in academics, a good physique, and a dashing smile — one could say he was one of a kind. But rich kids like him tend to abuse it, of course not by choice yet Reo did. Reo was anything but obedient. He always had a way of disobeying his father’s words, doing the opposite of what he was asked to do. No, he was not stubborn. He was angry, angry for being pulled into the mirage of conquering the world as placed by his father, angry for not being able to see through the lies he was fed as a kid, angry that his own parents betrayed him, and butchered his dreams of standing on top of the world.

And, he retaliated, just like a child would when deprived of their favorite toy. He left no room for his parents to complain yet did every other thing that a rich spoiled brat tends to do: late-night parties, girls, hook-ups, and sometimes smoking. He thought it would make him cool, at least that is what he got from girls who swooned over him but unfortunately, it did not suit his taste; smoking was okay but weed was off limits for him.

During the summer vaccination, Reo had visited all the pubs mainly situated on the outskirts of his town; where he used to meet with his friends, and of course, if he had a chance, he would spend some time with a girl. He liked it, not entirely but in bits and pieces, being the center of attention with Nagi beside him, doe eyes more than a pair checking him out as he enjoyed his drink manspreading on the settee. At the same time, Nagi was busy flaunting one of his newly learned vaping techniques. 

On most days, he takes Nagi along with him, sometimes beyond his will and solely because he did not have to entertain any kind of silly obvious flirts. Sometimes, he felt suffocated to put up with all these facades. After all, he was doing it out of spite. He could not care about anything other than soccer, holding the world cup in his hands amidst the cheering crowd. For him, everything becomes trifling, so little of value whenever it comes to soccer is totally contrary to his father’s beliefs, morals, and needs. It makes him sick.

Nagi’s laughter roared amidst the loud music that was deafening Reo’s ears. He hated it, all these neon lights, short-lived attention like a shooting star in the sky but he loved it when the same girls cheered him and shouted his name while he was about to score the last goal. He loved the echo of those voices that reeked of desperation for victory and nothing else. Yes, a victory that he chased at every breath, at each passing moment until he saw her that day, on a hot summer evening. 

She passed by his lavish car dragging the trolley with one hand and adjusting her hat with the other wearing a peach-colored one-piece that pronounced her curves. Reo never bothered to spare a second glance at any girls he had dated till now, not that he particularly remembers who gave him a blow job last night, at least not voluntarily because things like that came smoothly to him.  But he remembered how he turned his head to get a glimpse of that girl, the girl with a butterfly tattoo

And Oh! wait and an odd butterfly bracelet on her left hand. Odd since he has not noticed any girls around him wearing such a piece of jewelry that barely hugged their wrists. For a moment, he thought that if she were to run or jerk her hand away she might misplace it. God, how he desperately wished the world to stop moving, how he wanted the red signal at the crossroad to stay red but the moment it turned green, he breathed in air realizing the tangy taste of love at first sight. 

This happened months ago, during summer vacation and now it is almost time for winter vacation.  Reo never believed in love at first sight but if he were to write about it in his diary or that journal app that he downloaded because the icon looked pretty, he would write about her. However momentary the feeling was, it felt valid, it felt right. 

Reo’s eyes spun everywhere as he stood leaning against the wall. He was secretly thankful to Isagi for stealing the girl from him. He wasn’t particularly interested in her in the first place. A sharp tone dehazed his vision as he took another drag. “Fuck, you’re so wasted. Can you really go home all by yourself…?” Sweet, melodious, and inebriated it seemed to his senses or maybe he drank too much today. He peeked from behind the wall.

Still, with the cigarette in between his fingers, his lips parted slightly and eyes registering the miracle he could ever ask for. This is what they must call chance encounters he pondered. There she is. Reo’s legs moved before he could think of anything, such as how to approach a girl in a bar or be the good guy yet not the creepy one. With his wobbly steps, he proceeded onwards.

She was still there, that butterfly bracelet was dangled as she helped the guy to be on his feet. They were about to trip but the girl managed to keep the balance. Reo smiled to himself as a firm grip kept him from going further on. “Oye, Reo. ohh fuck… ”, Nagi drawled in lazily realizing that Reo was too drunk for someone who had to drive and go home. So, at times like these Nagi just calls his parents to tell them that Reo is gonna stay over at his house which actually saves both of them a lot of work. Money was never the problem for Reo and luckily Nagi was never the one to stay by his side for the cash. So, they always seem to crawl back to each other, even after an argument.

“Oye… Reo, you’re staying at mine.”, Nagi stated after he was done with booking a cab and informing his parents.

“Tsk, what a drag! Can’t she come with us too?” Reo blinked craving to see her, clearer, yet when he opened his eyes she was gone, even the guy. He clicked his tongue and gave in. He was too upset to pursue his feelings.

[ ii ]::

The morning rolled in faster than Reo had expected. It was already eleven when he opened his eyes. As usual, Nagi was sitting at the center of the couch, buried in video games. The room was bright and hot, Reo felt his ears burn and the back of his throat a little churning when he swallowed. His mouth felt so dry that he felt the urge to drink gallons of water.

“Good morning.”Nagi said, earning Reo’s gaze. “The geyser is on but if you feel, you can shower in normal water instead”, he paused his video game, and shifted his body to lock eyes with Reo saying with a furrow between his eyebrows, “Don’t use too much shampoo.” Reo finally felt that he was not in deep slumber, nor in dreamlands. He rolled over the bed to avert the sunbeams stilling on his skin before closing his eyes and exhaling.

“Sei, i’m home. I brought takeouts.”, she said, keeping the food on the kitchen counter.

“Leftovers.”, Nagi exclaimed with boredom.

“Nope. Takeouts.”, she barked, kicking the pumps off your feet so as to rush into the bathroom. Within ten minutes you were done refreshing and for once she did not have to yell at her brother since running hot water was available. She slipped into fresh clothes before finally sitting in front of the laptop.

“Who’s that?”, 

“My cousin sister. She will be here for almost a month.”, Nagi drawled in as Reo dragged his feet with utmost strength to stand upright. He cracked his knuckles and joints before hitting the bath. The cold water on his skin felt better than the lukewarm one. Reo could feel his energy being replenished as he came out of the bathroom in boxers and rubbed his hair rigorously. 

He went straight to the fridge to grab a bottle of water, cooler than normal temperature. Reo preferred it that way. It is one of his bad habits. He is aware of that yet refused to get rid of it. The half-empty bottle stands on the kitchen counter as last night was starting to collect in his mind in flashes.

Y/n entered the kitchen with her eyes locked on the phone screen and earphones plugged in. She would have collided in a house that was alien to her, unlike this one. She opened the fridge door, grabbed a bottle, and left the kitchen through the other door in perfect delicacy still being hooked onto that small rectangular screen. She did not even register the presence of another soul in the kitchen as she passed by Reo.

Life is full of mishaps and rare coincidences but for Reo, this one was the first instance for both of them: a mishap and a coincidence. The half-clad boy dropped the bottle as he swung his hand while turning around, blinking to see what exactly he was seeing. It’s her, a butterfly on the nape and a very loose dangling bracelet. It really is her.

[ iii ] :: 

There were so many things on my mind that were weighing me down, my heart but I had to neglect all of those because never in my life had I thought I would meet her again. The only downside is that she is Nagi’s sister and elder to me, almost three to five years if I were to guess. For the first time in my life, I wanted to pursue someone, a girl, and my feelings but there are just so many boundaries. The age wasn’t much of a problem but that might intimidate me if I ever walked up to her to initiate our first conversation. 

I came home late after spending the whole day at Nagi’s place, purposely since I didn’t want to get yelled at and I didn’t want to ruin this mood, this feeling of something special, something so different yet so very familiar. Was I in love? Not really. Will I think about her? definitely.  

“You’re late, Reo.”, and my blood boiled at that very instant, hearing my father’s voice. I didn’t plan on arguing with him, it would be a waste of time plus I hate it when I get yelled at or have to yell or be a witness to it. In general, i just hate fights and arguments but would never back down when really needed; ‘desperate times, desperate measures ’

“. . .  oye, reo are you listening? Tsk! It’s useless to talk to you these days.”

Useless, huh? And trampling on my dreams, wasn’t it? Oh, how very amusing! I went to my room without further ruckus, grabbed a bottle of chilled water, and went to my room. Before I could lie down on the bed I heard mom yelling and felt my stomach turn. As I said, fights & arguments make me nauseous. 

My attention was diverted to my phone. Nagi? At this hour?

“Reo, glad you're still awake. Wanna join us tomorrow night? I already scored.”

“Depends. Who else is gonna be there? And by the way, who’s we?”

“well… me, Isagi, Bachira & maybe some of his friends.”

 I had most of my assignments completed. Some had deadlines a week later after the winter vacation is over so I'll do the finishing touches later.

It's not like I had something to do after soccer practice so I thought it would be better to be at his house than mine. 

But I didn't think his sister was gonna be there and that too greeting me at the doorstep. Of course, she would be here. Nagi mentioned that she's gonna stay the whole winter vacation, and might leave around new years. “Sei is probably in his room sulking and waiting for you ”, she said, strolling through the corridor without meeting my eyes. “Probably eating chips and Isagi and others are upstairs.” I wasn't worried that I was the last one to crash. No, all I thought was how bad I was at making decisions. 

Reo, Nagi, Isagi, Bachira, and a few others were sitting in a circle, gossiping and circulating chips and a blunt. Reo is not actively participating. He sure is just reacting whenever one has to share one of their few secrets. But that’s about it. Truth or dare occupied this evening. Initially, Sae suggested monopoly since he was good at it but he was voted out. Besides, it is not just the boys. Isagi brought a girl with him. He often does that at small parties like these. Must be nice to always have someone at speed dial to blow off some steam. Reo recognized her. It is the same girl from that day, the girl who was skillfully skewed from him by Isagi. 

Pity was the last thing he needed right now, for him, it is mostly a one time thing with no strings attached. But if either one of them managed not to linger over such silly gestures like holding hands, sharing milkshakes and cigarettes, going for late night walks, and what not then half of the work is done. And, that girl beside Isagi seemed to be just that type otherwise Reo doubts that Isagi is the kind to let it linger but who knows? change is always happening, we just do not see it properly. So, self-pity was the first emotion he felt whenever Reo and the girl exchanged glances. 

Those amethyst eyes stilled over the spinning bottle, the cigarette burns pressed in between his lips while his mind tries to think of any other things than her, than nagi’s cousin sister. She must be downstairs: busy with herself or just sulking. And what exactly is he doing here? Why is he even wasting his time in this silly game of lies and half-lies? Sure, there is a possibility that she already does have a boyfriend or girlfriend but doesn't hurt to find out? Does it now?

“Truth or dare.”, Reo asked, filling the air near his mouth with minty puffs of smoke. 

“Truth.”, Nagi answered while everyone sighed in unison with boredom. But Reo was not disappointed. Not at all; in fact, he wished to make it count lucidly.

“Is your sister dating someone?”

“What?”

“Now I’m curious too.”Bachira admitted shamelessly. 

“Now tell us Nagi, is she?”Sae added while Isagi smirked while taking another vodka shot. 

“ehhh—What a pain!”. Nagi was in his usual demeanor: laid back, unattentive eyes, and lazy contribution in talks. For a guy like him one might think he is harmless let alone be a tease yet his short-lived comments could get anyone’s ear burned in anger. 

“Why don’t you ask her?”, Nagi added as his sister stepped onto the rooftop. All of them fell silent. The only audible sound was y/n’s humming as she kept closing the distance between her and them with packed food and drinks. 

“Truth or dare, nee-san?” Sae broke the silence.

“Umm. . . dare.”, y/n responded crouching so as to empty her hands and it had to be beside Reo of all people. It is not the first time Reo and she has been in the same place and same time but why is he getting so nervous? She was close to his body, her hand almost touched his arms. That was the only change he could spot.

“Bingo. Kiss the boy who's the most handsome in here.” Sae knew what he was doing but he did not expect Reo’s gaze to drill a hole at the back of his head as she walked near him with slow short steps. For Reo, that kind of vicinity was lethal to his heart and it was already drumming. It is surprising to him how Sae was so calm after such a bomb drop of a question.

“You really can’t be serious, Sae.”, she spoke, crossing her arms amongst her chest. “I mean of course I think sei is the most handsome in here but if I were to kiss him I’d be late to my practice every day.”, she gently patted Nagi’s head saying, “he’ll put my alarm off”

“Nee-san. . .”, Nagi joined. He sounded embarrassed but no one noticed. Every other pair of eyes were on her except Reo. Reo just wanted to disappear for a moment. It was too much for him, feeling so many things at the same time at such close quarters. Her phone rang and she disappeared downstairs while talking. Reo could finally take a breath of relief. 

“And Reo, the answer to your question is no. She is not dating anyone, not that I know of.” Nagi lit a cigarette while Bachira spun the beer bottle. Neither dragged the matter anymore. Only Reo did, he pursued his feelings when there was still time.

Y/N was making coffee for herself. If it was just Nagi and his best friend, Reo then she might have joined but there is too much attention that she could handle if she were to take part in today’s small friendly party. She has heard about this guy, Reo, many times. Reo is coming over today, It was Reo who dragged me into playing soccer, Reo this, Reo that. In all honesty, she was a little curious to meet him finally but when she saw her that day at the pub almost knocked out due to drinking and being the center of attraction for most of the girls around him, something died in her. She was not even able to fully understand it. Was it hope for affection or a promise of falling in love? 

She heard rapid footsteps descending the stairs. Speak of the devil. Without acknowledging her presence Reo headed straight to the bathroom. “Ah geez!!”, she murmured as Reo bolted the door loudly. She was enjoying her coffee and chatting. Fingertips jumped all over the keyboard with her bottom lip pressed in between her teeth and eyebrows anxious for a moment. She felt restless as she heard the sound of the bathroom door closing in. She would not have if she had not heard her brother saying that she is not dating anyone at the moment. Why was she a topic of conversation?

“Why didn’t you join us then?” Reo spoke chewing the gum when his eyes met hers through the corner of her eyes, for a mere two seconds. It was just the fragility of curiosity. She really did not mean to create an opening for him to talk but alas!

“I don’t want to.”, her response was quick for someone who is busy on the phone, unbothered to even spare a glance to the person who is trying to make a conversation.

“It’ll be fun. I promise you won't be bored.”, Reo swings his hand over his chest amending, “i’ll make sure of it.”  Finally, Reo had her eyes on him. Yes, finally. She had lush green eyes,full of hopes, perhaps promises too; a promise of falling in love it is then.

“Reo.”, she took a quick glance at the boy who was standing at the opposite side of the kitchen counter, “thank you for your time but I’m not exactly the kind you’d wanna spend the rest of vacation with. Find another chick to waste time with.” Y/N kept the mug near the sink, grabbed a beer bottle from the fridge, and vanished into her room. The door closed with a bang and that was when Reo's heart, which was as still as a pond, had ripples of regret and hurt. Just what the fuck was that? 

[ iv ]:: 

The sun is too bright for a morning in December. Y/N was sweating profusely yet did not want to fan herself with the hat she was holding or the piece of paper that must have been lost somewhere in her tote bag. Moreover, she should be less worried about the weather. She had more pressing matters to handle. A meet and an apology. Yep, that’s it, that might get rid of the weird icky feeling that had dawned on her since last the weekend. And why did she feel like that?

Well, it was Nagi’s doing. For any outsider, they seemed like a sibling pair who envied each other and were always at each other’s throats. But that was not the case. Sure, they do fight but that has been all in the past. Now, it is primarily discussions and discipline once in a blue moon. The latter worked in only one way. It was always Nagi who seemed to give her a pep-talk like a parent would, like an elder sibling would. 

“Nee-san, did you say something to Reo?”, Nagi asked as he entered the room without knocking. Uh-oh! he is mad. “He was acting weird since he came from downstairs.”, he added turning upside down so as to take a good look at her face which was currently curled up under the blanket.

“Oye. Nee-sann. . .?”

She could have avoided it. She could have lied but she did not. Mostly because by now she had realized that she fucked up, big time. Nagi is not someone who would stir past things up elevating any kind of grudge. 

“Yes. . .?”, she spoke peeping through the blanket.

“What’s up with that? Oh, fuck! You did not . . .”, a heavy sigh went past his lips as “ . . . Reo —he is a little sensitive. Generally, he is not but please don’t get him worked up.”

And three days; three days she thought of every possible way to talk to Reo, looking for a way to apologize to him but it never came. So, she decided to take the matter into her own hands, and now, she is standing outside the Mikage Corporations. There is no guarantee that she will be able to meet him. It was a gamble when she decided to get to him through his workplace. She already was  so anxious and the heat was getting really unruly as time passed. She was fanning herself with the set of notes until a pleasing calm feeling soothed her senses. As she spotted a shadow of an umbrella on the ground she turned her head only to find the person she was looking for, Reo Mikage. Her heart thundered against her ribcage when her eyes locked with his. She came here to meet him but why was she so nervous again?

We were sitting opposite to each other at a cafe and Y/N has been swirling the spoon in the coffee for a minute or so. Truth be told, I had no idea why she is here or why she looked so worked up. “So. . . why’re we here exactly?”, I started and she left the spoon idle. Finally.

“I’m sorry. . .  for that day — at our home. I shouldn’t have, you know said such things . . .” It took me a while to realize what exactly she was apologizing for and when I did, I couldn’t help but smile. She still had her eyes on the cup. Well-groomed and tensed hands playing with the cup. Part me was infuriated at her apology while the other was infatuated with her. I wanted to see what she would do if i were to forgive her right away. 

“It’s alright.” I said and she looked at me with so much surprise in her eyes. She did not speak, and looked at me for a little too long, probably searching for an explanation which I wasn’t going to give her. What would I tell? That I kinda like her? Yeah, I tried. I was blown off, not happening again.

“Why’re you so dressed ?”

“Sorry. Wh—at?”, I came back to my senses. She had such a way of doing that. Every. damn. time.

“I mean. . . why’re you dressed in suit and so like festive…” That’s it? That’s the reaction to my forgiveness?

“Oh! This? I am expected to grace Mikage Corporations with my presence twice a month. We’re hosting an annual party so i’m stuck here.”

“Oh. . .”

“You should come.” At that, she chuckled nervously. I didn’t even invite her properly yet she was so . . . bashful about it. 

“I’m actually here for my ballet practices so . . . that’s why I was late for whatever sei planned that day. He always plans something when I’m busy.” 

By now, she was almost done with her coffee. I didn’t order any since can’t afford to enjoy my time with her where so many eyes are looking at us. Perhaps, I seemed different, cold, and harsh but she didn’t seem to let me feel as such.

I took my hands out of my pocket to keep my hands over the table leaning towards her. “You do know that you didn’t need to apologize right? I mean at least you’re a little bit aware that I . . . ohkay nevermind. . .”, I finished since I noticed her angry eyebrows and the dangling butterfly bracelet I checked my watch and saw it was almost time for my next meeting so I excused myself. I was about to leave the cafe. I don’t know what happened to me but I looked back at our seats. She was already looking.

[ v ]:: 

Days passed yet Y/N did not stop thinking about the day at the cafe. Reo was not at all bothered by all the things she said yet y/n was going nuts over it. It felt so stupid and childish. She just came home from practice and did not have any kind of energy to do anything else. Her eyes landed on a pair of tickets. Special offer till midnight, any day, every day. Without further thought she grabbed one of them and yelled, “Sei, I’ll be back within an hour.”, leaving the house.

The moment Reo stepped into the bar he spotted Y/N sitting alone with her glass empty. She asked for a refill as Reo approached her without much thought. 

“Can I take this seat?” Y/N beamed bowing her head down a little as Reo took the seat beside her. His voice sounded husky and deep, face gleaming against those neon lights. 

“Well, you already are.”, she supplied.

“Mind if I ask you something?”

“Sure. go ahead.”

“Wanna hit the dance floor? With me?” Y/N beamed again. Reo was not taking no for answer. He was already up at his feet a little hesitant to lay out his hand. 

“Okay.”, she said hooking her arms around his. Reo did not expect this but he was not going to complain. When they were amidst the crowd she let go of his hand. As they started dancing bathing their body against the neon lights, she held on to his jacket pulling his ears closer to her mouth. “But that is not what you wanted to ask, isn't it ?” He reeked of alcohol, expensive colonge and loneliness.

Y/N could hear his smirk. Reo did not retreat. He tilted his head a little, his lips almost grazing her earlobes. “Why? . . . why don’t you give me a chance?”, Reo’s hands that were handing lose are now getting a little courageous. “why don’t you give yourself a chance?”

Reo moved a little wanting to see her face but had not much luck. “I— I don’t want to hurt you. As simple as that.”

Reo combed back his hair with his palms that were about to cup her face. His hands were far from her tensed body while hers were still resting on the hem of his jacket. “don’t worry.”, Reo’s eyes jumped from her lips to her eyes for a second. “you won’t.”, he said before pressing a kiss on her lips. She arched a little, and her grip on the jacket grew strong enough to be felt by him, a subtle pressure around his nape. As his hands were about to lock her in his embrace it stilled in midway cupping her palms. Reo did not feel the need to do so, to hold her in his embrace for continuing the kiss. His influence on her was high already. It was evident as he gained a little mewl from her before his lips parted with hers.

One. 

One glance before the lights went off for a few seconds and the dancing mob expressed their disappointment in unison. Reo felt her hands quickly slip out from his grasp and when the lights were on, Reo could no longer spot her anywhere in the crowd. He exhaled deeply with an unbearable ache in the corner of his heart. His first kiss tasted tangy too.Fuck. he got ahead of himself.

[ vi ]:: 

The alarm beeps with an awful intensity for a few seconds and then it dies immediately. The sun is not bright, even when the curtains are drawn in there is no warmth on the skin. Last night was a blast, in fact, a grave mistake. Reo stood in front of the mirror checking his phone. A new notification. It’s a match. At least he had something else to keep the rest of his day occupied.

The fumes of a half-burnt cigarette rose up to the cloudy sky. It is barely noon yet the sun is still unable to find a way out of the gray haze of the sky. It is settled. It’s going to rain, soon, for both the sky and those young hearts. Y/N was waiting at the bus stop. After her ballet practice, she intended to meet a friend who lived in the next town but her mood was utterly fucked. Moreover, the weather forecasts are not good either. There were so many things that were unknown to her, so many things yet to learn, yet to observe and seek, and to experience, which is why the unknown is always feared.

When she reached home, half-drenched and cold, she noticed a pair of shoes other than her little brother’s. It belonged to Reo since she could undoubtedly pick up on their voices, talking in an agitated manner. 

“Then, why the fuck would you go on a date that you didn’t like ?”

“I told you. I was . . .  I needed distraction.”

“Distraction? From what exactly.”

Nagi and Reo switched their gaze to the entrance of the room at the sound of a sneeze. “Nee-san . . .”, Nagi trailed off quickly leaving his seat to her aid. They kept talking as Nagi helped her with the bags and gave her a towel to dry her hair. It would take some time for the hot water to get ready still, Nagi could not figure out why did not she call him to let him know that she will be late or something. . . he would have gone to pick her up with umbrellas. Reo could have joined . . .Reo. . . Nagi tilted his head to see if Reo was still there or not. He was but he could see only his back. He rolled his eyes followed by a heavy sigh. The cause of distraction became crystal clear to him.

Reo could not shut his eyes. He could not forget how she glanced at him through the corner of her eyes and then quickly averted. It would not have been a much bother if it were not for the smile that followed the eye contact. He could not seem to back at her, he just could not forget about it. Besides, he is way too hungry to go back to sleep. Now that the bad taste of the date was gone he felt his hunger properly since he did not eat much for dinner.

Reo swallowed his yawn when he saw y/n in a flimsy dress hanging up to her knees. She was eating ice cream in the dead of the night sitting on the countertop and humming to herself. 

“Reo. . .”, she trailed off jumping on the floor and wiping her face with the sleeve of her dress. Was she drunk? 

“I’m hungry.”, Reo said opening the fridge. But he is not really concentrating, more like., he can’t.

“i—I’m leaving tomorrow.”

“Mm-hmm”

“I—I’ll miss you.”

Reo pinned her hands against the wall holding them over her head. His mouth was opening ajar, breathing hard and fast. “Oh really?”, he murmured as he slipped his hands underneath her dress. “I hope you really do after this.” 

To his surprise, y/n was not wearing underwear and that sure slowed his advances. She puckered her lips inwards holding her laughter but chocked on her breath when he suckeled on her neckline. Without futher delay he was on his knees, head buried in between her legs, lapping his tongue against her entrance. Reo gripped her thighs as he felt encouraged by a pair of hands skimming through his hair. Soft moans and huffs reached his ears but that did not stop him. 

Y/N could felt her sanity on edge, desire to touch herself but she did not had to. When Reo stopped she quickly cupped his face pulling him for a deep kiss, a kiss that lasted long enough to get Reo up on his feet, his hands around her body to place her on the counter. A momentary parting of lips as they glanced at each other before it all came down to waves of fireworks.

“Fuck.”, both of them uttered as a set of eight glassware was on the floor and that too pieces. The sound was loud enough to wake anyone up. y/n could not take any risks. “Go. leave. Now.”, she uttered without blinking. 

“No.”, Reo said earning her glare. “You should leave.”

“We’ll fight about this later. I promise.” and that was it. Nagi did wake up but was not bothered to check what it was since he is used to it. He was aware of his sister’s habit of midnight hunts but he was not aware that Reo contributed to this mess too. 

The next morning Nagi went to see her off to the station. He asked if it was her in the kitchen at night or not, to which she nodded a ‘yes’. 

“Was Reo there too?”, nagi asked.

Another ‘yes’.

“Well, he asked me for your number a few days ago, so I figured. . .” Nagi remained silent for a few seconds. He did not have to ask.

It was another yes.

—

@tokyometronetwork.

[ghostoftheyear]

I was asked how bad the bromide addiction is so I have to show this in response. Each of these is an A6 folder with plastic sleeves as inserts for the collection. The top one is the Gekidan Shining bromides (it is overfull at this stage and if I collect any more, I'm going to have to split it up somehow.) The cyan one is for the DMMd bromides, and the purple one is actors, whether candid shots or non-Gekidan roles.

An example:

Gaku Takamoto as Mabu in the Sarazanmai stage play, along with the actor who played Reo (whose name I don't know). The sleeves are double-sided with pockets on the front and back.

Some more samples (I've posted some of these before, descriptions in the images):

So now for the fun part.

Gekidan Shining folder - 158

DMMd - 80

Actors (Allen, Nosuke, Gaku) - 73

for a grand total of 311. So far. This also includes the larger ones that don't fit in the sleeves and are instead kept in the pockets.

And I'm... nowhere near done. I want to get more bromides from Masquerade Mirage and Bloody Shadows. I don't have any from Tenka Muteki or Every Buddy. There's a Ren DMMd one from 2019 that I can't get my hands on. And, of course, Allen keeps being in new things.

It really is a fucking addiction, but as these things go, I think there are probably worse ones.

[inaaontheskyways]

Lemme show y'all the Crowning achievement of my Spiralverse HCs, which is this of every world's numerous dialects, made purely so that I can know which OC speaks what!

(Sidenote: as per usual, worlds that're completely original are in purple, worlds that're simply reimaginings are in pink, and worlds that I simply renamed are in green!)

Lemuria: Lemurian, Eldritchic

Heroica: Heroic (transatlantic accent)

Empyrea: Gachachen (Armenian), Alphoili ena (Georgian), Kalamari (Azerbaijani)

Grizzleheim: Bjørnsk (Danish), Ulvsk (Norwegian), Korpska (Swedish), Villisvínka (Icelandic)

Darkmoor: Vampyruiu kalba (Lithuanian), Huntsi keel (Estonian), Notekšu valoda (Latvian)

Polaris:

Morçais (French), Manchotasque (Monégasque)

Nesti yazyk (Russian), Mors’kyy levska (Ukrainian)

Tülkizaq (Kazakh), Tyulencha (Uzbek)

Moosekha (Yakut)

Gamassa:

Chessova- Obsidiūm, Ivornish, Garnissi

Suitsia- Heartesh, Spadettic, Clubivian, Diamantine

Tilasia- Dicenese, Dominocco

Tarotte- Swordinic, Pentaclese, Chalusian, Wandirine

Karamelle: Mausch (German), Mollands (Dutch)

Avalon: Arthraeg (Welsh), Sionhlig (Scottish Gaelic), Broclge (Irish Gaelic), Weasewek (Cornish)

Marleybone: Marlish (English), Sions (Ulster Scots), Loscannge (Irish)

Monquista: Tiellano (Spain Spanish), Cálidês (Portuguese), Verdalan (Catalan)

Coloratura: Purpurīm, Caerulic, Viridian, Flavish, Aurantesse, Rubinese

Dragonspyre: Ogŭnski (Bulgarian), Kriloski (Serbian)

Vitalia: Janeize (Genovese), Altoscan (Tuscan), Trinitalian (Sicilian), Purapoletano (Neapolitan)

Aquila: Aetóniká (Greek), Vulturīm (Latin), Trojan (Turkish)

Mirage:

Qhati (Levantine Arabic), Jamalījī (Gulf Arabic)

Rubâhsī (Fārsī), Mushrī (Darī)

Yılanili (Hittite), Faresiçe (Istanbul Turkish)

Babumerian (Sumerian), Sehê bejîdî (Kurdish), Ealiawi (Bedawi)

Krokotopia: Krokotopian (Ancient Egyptian), Hedjiin (Nubian), Manremənkhēmi (Coptic)

Zafaria:

Manwiza (Manyika), Mbidau (Ndau)

Sepiltwa (Setswana), Selaminko (Sesotho)

Indlodo (Mopondo), Imvumbu (Thembu)

KwaIbhubelu (KwaZulu-Natali Zulu), Intshaal (Transvaal Zulu)

Amakhanle (Ndebele), Óbhéjanele (Matabele)

Mooshu:

Guānyù (Mandarin)

Akago (Japanese)

Sanguk-eo (Korean)

Hüyyol (Mongolian)

Dbaas (Tibetan)

Qīng wá (Cantonese)

Vajong (Hmong)

Rajah:

Bāghala (Bengali)

Ṭālpiṉil (Tamil)

Mōrabi (Punjabi)

Kosūr (Kashmiri)

Sing-haya (Assamese)

Yago:

Tiếng Đồi (Vietnamese), Phéasa Veal (Khmer), Phéasa Rồng (dragon-riders)

Phasa Lm (Thai), Phasa Thidin (Laotian), Raybhasa (Burmese), Phasa Kyaal (helephants)

Bahasa Bunga (Indonesian), Bahasa Pasir (Malay), Tagbato (Tagalog)

Wallaru: (to be updated)

Celestia: Vosa vaka-Keresi (Fijian), Reo Ma’o (Tahitian), Lea fakaika (Tongan), Te reo Kapua (Maori)

Skull Island:

‘Ōlelo Wai (Hawaiian), Gagana fa’a Afi (Samoan), Troggy, Cohuatl (Nahuatl)

Ratgin (Pidgin), Papiatubarão (Papiamento), Krabole (French Creole), Flamiwa (Jamaican Patois)

Cool Ranch: Coolish (Southern accent), Biuan (Siouan), Pollish (Mexican Spanish)

Aviarios: Avirican (Northern/Western AmE)

Coatlán: Cohuatl (Nahuatl), Ocemuri ra’ícha (Tarahumaran), Cochojío (Huarijío)

Khrysalis: Hivonic, Burronian, Sluggish

Others: Common tongue, Neviit (Hebrew), Kalines (Romani)

[the80srewinders]

Our Favorite 80s Songs From Each Year

New Wave

1980 - Underpass, John Foxx, from the album Metamatic

1981- Penthouse and Pavement, Heaven 17, from the album Penthouse and Pavement

1982- Living on the Ceiling, Blancmange, from the album Happy Families

1983- Our Lips Are Sealed, Fun Boy Three, from the album Waiting

1984- Doctor! Doctor!, Thompson Twins, from the album Into the Gap

1985- Sanctify Yourself, Simple Minds, from the album Once Upon a Time

1986- Higher Love, Steve Winwood, from the album Back in the High Life

1987- Living in a Box, Living in a Box, from the album Living in a Box

1988- Listen to Your Heart, Roxette, from the album Look Sharp

1989- Roam, The B-52s, from the album Cosmic Thing

Classic Rock

1980- I Wish You Were There, REO Speedwagon, from the album Hi Infidelity

1981- Don’t Stop Believin’, Journey, from the album Escape

1982- Gypsy, Fleetwood Mac, from the album Mirage

1983- What About Me?, Moving Pictures, from the album Days of Innocence

1984 - The Boys of Summer, Don Henley, from the album Building the Perfect Beast

1985- Kyrie, Mr. Mister, from the album Welcome to the Real World

1986- Hip to Be Square, Huey Lewis and the News, from the album Fore!

1987- Who Will You Run To, Heart, from the album Bad Animals

1988- Nothin But a Good Time, Poison, from the album Open Up and Say Ahh

1989- We Didn’t Start the Fire, Billy Joel, from the album Storm Front

Pop

1980- Turning Japanese, The Vapors, from the album New Clear Days

1981- Morning Train, Sheena Easton, from the album Take My Time

1982- Gloria, Laura Branigan, from the album Branigan

1983- Flashdance… What a Feeling, Irene Cara, from the album What a Feeling

1984- Let’s Go Crazy, Prince, from the album Purple Rain

1985- St. Elmos Fire, John Parr, from the St. Elmos Fire movie soundtrack

1986- Mad About You, Belinda Carlisle, from the album Belinda

1987- She’s Like The Wind, Patrick Swayze and Wendy Fraser, from the Dirty Dancing movie soundtrack

1988- Rush Hour, Jane Wiedlin, from the album Fur

1989- Electric Youth, Debbie Gibson, from the album Electric Youth

[oliveraiku]

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH POEM THING SM BRO

Uhhhhh hmm... how about reo

- @aesterblaster

“MIKAGE REO” - The Mirage of One Self

Michael Cunningham, “The Hours” / Mitski, “Working For The Knife”, / Vera Nazarian, “Dreams Of The Compass Rose” / Sylvia Plath, “The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath” / Nedra Glover Tawwab, “Boundaries Will Set Your Free” / Richard Siken, “War Of The Foxes”.

[lemonsoda03]

Natsu no Maboroshi (Summer Illusion)

by Omoinotake

MUSIC /藤井怜央 Fujii Reo

WORDS /福島智朗 Fukushima Tomoaki

Fantranslation ヨアケ @yoake55

自販機の明かりに照らされた横顔

Your side profile illuminated by the vending machine light

もう帰らなきゃって背伸びした君の

"I have to go now", you said, stretching out

足元固く結んだコンバース

Your converse tightly tied to your feet

どうしてかやけに大人っぽく見えた

For some reason, you seemed so mature.

いつもの一人の気怠い帰り道が

The usual road I lazily take on my way home alone

見たこともないくらい輝いて映った

Shines brighter than I've ever seen.

並んで歩いた湖のほとり

The nearby lake where we walked side by side

夏の風が撫でた制汗剤の匂い

The smell of antiperspirant caressed by the summer breeze

想いを伝えた僕に頷いた君は

You, who nodded to me as I confessed my feelings

今にも消えてしまいそうな蜃気楼みたいで

Are like a mirage that is about to disappear any moment

電話越しの次はいつ会える

"When can I see you again?" I asked over the phone

薄暗いこの部屋さえも眩しくて眠れない

Even this dimly lit room is too bright for me to sleep

あぁ君が今どうか同じ想いでいて

Ah, I hope you feel the same way right now

壊れそうな高鳴りに蒸し暑い夜が更ける

Beating so fast like it's about to burst, as the sultry night advances

あぁ消えないで空に溶けていく花火のように

Ah, don't disappear like fireworks melting in the sky

この胸を焦がす痛みは夏の幻じゃないと言って

Tell me that this burning pain inside my chest is not a summer illusion

汗ばんだ僕の手のひらが君に

I am afraid that you will notice

気づかれてしまうことが怖くて

The sweaty palm of my hand

握れない左手宙を舞う願い

Your left hand that I cannot hold, my wish that is tossed in the air

微熱のアスファルト溶けた甘い匂い

The sweet scent of the slightly feverish asphalt

画面に映るたった4文字が

The mere four letters on the screen

どんな小説よりも心を揺らすんだ

Stirred my heart more than any novel

あぁ君が今どうか同じ想いでいて

Ah, I hope you feel the same way right now

壊れそうな高鳴りに蒸し暑い夜が更ける

Beating so fast like it's about to burst, as the sultry night advances

あぁ消えないで空に溶けていく花火のように

Ah, don't disappear like fireworks melting in the sky

この胸を焦がす痛みは夏の幻じゃないと言って

Tell me that this burning pain inside my chest is not a summer illusion

消えない余熱に火照る身体

My body burns with unquenchable residual heat

君がくれた感情は喉が乾く

The feelings you gave me makes my throat dry

窓の外から吹き抜けた淡い夜の匂い

The smell of the pale night blew in through the window

この先僕はきっとこの季節が巡る度に

From now on, every time this season comes around

思い出すこの夜と焼き付いた恋の想い

I will surely remember this night and these scorching feelings of love

あぁ消えないで空に溶けていく花火のように

Ah, don't disappear like fireworks melting in the sky

この胸を焦がす痛みは夏の幻じゃないと言って

Tell me that this burning pain inside my chest is not a summer illusion

[buckybarnesappreciationsociety]

Keep On Loving You

Summary: Forever Love

Word Count: 241

A/N: For @theimpossibleg1rl 80’s Writing Challenge.

Song chosen: “Keep On Lovin’ You” REO Speedwagon

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Original Character of Color Yalani Hope Barnes

You should’ve seen by the look in my eyes, baby

There was somethin’ missin’

You should’ve known by the tone of my voice, maybe

But you didn’t listen…

You played dead

But you never bled

Instead you lay still in the grass

All coiled up and hissin’....

Enticing blue grey orbs, chocolate tendrils permeated the senses.

Voice dripped honey raindrops in my ears.

Are you real or a mirage?

Behind the charm, a tumultuous storm brewed!

************************

Mind & body screamed, “LEAVE”

Love whispered, “STAY”

***********************

James Buchanan Barnes, my eternal aphrodisiac!

And though I know about all those men

Still I don’t remember

Cause it was us baby, way before them

And we’re still together

And I meant, every word I said

When I said that I love you I meant

That I love you forever

Irises of jade, shimmering in the moonlight;

Springy dark cherry coils,

Dance on your smooth brown shoulders.

Woman, your love burns from head to toe;

Singeing negative demons that dare come against love’s fiery rath.

***********************

Degradation warned, “YOU’RE NOT WORTHY OF HER LOVE”

Logic countered, “YES.YOU.ARE.

***********************

Yalani Hope Barnes, my eternal aphrodisiac!

And I’m gonna keep on lovin’ you

Cause it’s only thing I wanna do

I don’t wanna sleep

I just wanna keep on lovin’ you

[khalilhumam]

Historic homicide reduction in El Salvador continues to spur debate in the country

New Post has been published on http://khalilhumam.com/historic-homicide-reduction-in-el-salvador-continues-to-spur-debate-in-the-country/

Historic homicide reduction in El Salvador continues to spur debate in the country

Journalists believe the government held secret negotiations with gangs

Screenshot from Al Jazeera news report from September 6, 2020, on YouTube.

After 15 months of governance, it seems that president Nayib Bukele — a 37-year-old politician who put an end to an old two-party system — is delivering on his promise to reduce El Salvador’s legacy of violence and homicides. Since he took office, El Salvador has had the lowest homicide rate since 2015, the deadliest year El Salvador suffered recently. Yet, hypotheses and analyses of how the statistics have dropped are subject to much debate in the country. President Nayib Bukele attributes the success to his “territorial control plan“. On the other hand, some analysts, journalists, and the political opposition believe that Bukele has a secret truce with gangs to lower homicides and win votes in the next parliamentarian elections in February 2021, as reported in the El Faro newspaper. Bukele's territorial control plan consists of seven phases that will be implemented during his term in office. The first three phases are about increasing the presence of security forces on the streets, modernizing the equipment of police forces, and prevention activities for youth at risk. The estimated cost of the security plan's initial three phases is $575 million. As of today, only phase one and part of phase two have been implemented. Lack of funding is delaying the implementation of phase three. Phase one of the security plan aims at “taking back control” of the territory controlled by gangs. To accomplish this, the government deployed a large number of soldiers to help the National Police with security and moved high ranking gang members into separate prisons, mixed rival gangs in the same jail cells, and removed all phone devices from the jails.

Autoridades de @CentrosPenales trasladaron a varios reos de alta peligrosidad a cárceles con mayor rigurosidad, con el objetivo que no sigan ordenando delitos. Esta acción es parte del #PlanControlTerritorial implementado por el gobierno, informa @SeguridadSV_. Fotos cortesía. pic.twitter.com/a2yDzCfpaj — elsalvador.com (@elsalvadorcom) June 21, 2019

Authorities from @CentrosPenales moved several highly dangerous inmates to prisons with greater control, with the aim of stopping them from ordering crimes. This action is part of the #PlanControlTerritorial implemented by the government, reports @SeguridadSV_.

Sofía Martinez, an expert consultant in Central American security, questioned the tactics used by President Bukele, which were already implemented by previous presidents from 2003 to 2018. None of which had given positive results in the past. The investigative digital newspaper El Faro reported on September 3 that Bukele's government had secretly negotiated with the largest gang in El Salvador, MS-13, to reduce the number of homicides and receive electoral support. MS-13 is perhaps the most notorious and arguably most violent street gang in the Americas. This gang is firmly established in all 14 departments of El Salvador, both in urban and rural areas. El Faro asserted that they had hundreds of pages, such as reports and logbooks from maximum-security prisons, as evidence. El Faro wrote:

The documents reveal negotiations between the Salvadoran administration and incarcerated leaders of MS-13 dating back to June of 2019, when President Bukele took office.

El Faro stated that in return for lowering the homicides and getting electoral support in the upcoming elections, MS-13 would receive small prison privileges such as receiving fried chicken, pizza, candy, and pupusas in their gang cell blocks and the removal of aggressive prison guards. Larger benefits would also be at play, such as revoking the decision to mix rival gangs in the same jail cell and “even promising to soften the maximum-security regime, repeal laws, and give gang members ‘benefits’ if the government can take control of the Legislative Assembly in the elections in February 2021,” according to El Faro. The Bukele administration swiftly responded to El Faro's allegations by ridiculing its claims on Twitter. Vice Minister of Justice and General Director of Penal Centers Osiris Luna took reporters to all three prisons mentioned in El Faro's report to show that inmates had no benefits of any kind and that rival gangs were housed in the same jail cell. The report by El Faro is not the first of its kind that came out indicating the alleged gang truce between the government and gangs. The International Crisis Group wrote an article on July 8 that questioned whether the plunging violence was “a miracle or mirage”. Furthermore, on October 1, InSightCrime published an investigation on Bukele and gangs that dates back to the time he was mayor of San Salvador. The investigation by InSightCrime focuses on the rehabilitation of the San Salvador Historic District. InSightCrime stipulates that the rehabilitation of the historic district was accomplished by Bukele due to secret negotiations with gangs in the area. President Bukele has continued to criticize and ridicule El Faro and other media outlets for the reports on his administration. This criticism of El Faro and other media outlets has raised worries among journalists and international observers about freedom of the press in El Salvador. Latin American journalists asked IACHR to act on the president's attacks in El Salvador in the context of the slandering of El Faro. President Nayib Bukele denied accusations that he is attacking the press:

“Algunos periodistas dicen que este gobierno ataca a la prensa; nosotros estamos comprometidos con la libertad de expresión, pero algunos pasan publicando una sarta de mentiras y lo que nosotros hacemos es desmentirlos. Eso no es violar la libertad.” Presidente Nayib Bukele.

“Some journalists say that this government attacks the press; we are committed to freedom of expression, but some go around publishing a string of lies and what we do is deny them. That is not violating freedom.” President Nayib Bukele.

In 2012, a secret truce to lower the homicide rate was adopted by the ex-president Mauricio Funes administration and both main Salvadoran gangs, MS-13, and 18th Street. The killings dropped in 2012 and 2013, but when the truce fell out, the number of homicides spiked to the infamous 2015 rate of 18.2 daily murders. Journalist Oscar Martinez fears that this might happen again if there is a secret truce today between the government and the gangs. He encourages the president to openly negotiate with the gangs to restore peace in society. However, Martinez may be in the minority as the vast majority of the population is opposed to negotiations with gangs either in secret or in public according to polls dating from 2014. Those surveyed stated that negotiations give legitimacy to ruthless criminal organizations. Soon after the El Faro allegations were made public, the Salvadoran General attorney Raul Melara opened an investigation into the alleged secret negotiations.

Written by Eddie Galdamez

[mamaredd123]

Welcome to Mama’s 100 Quotes of Supernatural Challenge!!!

Wow! I am truly amazed at all of you wonderful people in Tumblr land. After 1 year on here I have 2000 followers!!!! (OK, so I know my blog is not a big ole bomb of excitement the majority of time but I am still tickled pink!)

So to celebrate my 1 year blog anniversary, I am going to do a 2-part thing. I put a poll out a few weeks ago to see what all of you would like and the 2 popular responses were a challenge and for me to do some more blog promo’s. You asked so shall you receive!!

I have searched and searched for some of the most memorable, funniest, best quotes from our beloved characters of Supernatural. Below the cut you will find the list. I have tried to include at least 1 quote from just about everyone (well, from a whole bunch of them anyways) but the majority of the quotes do belong to our sexy Dean, Sam, and Castiel! So keep on reading to see the list and the rules for this challenge!!

(And feel free to hop on over to my other part of this challenge, Mama’s “Spread The Love” Blog Promo’s and shoot me some suggestions!)

I have to give a HHUUUGGGEEEEE shout out to @atc74 for her help with my challenge image and for her assistance with some of these quotes!!!! Couldn’t have done this without you!

The rules are about as basic and easy as I can make them:

*This is a follower celebration so obviously, I would need you to be following me. However, if you have stumbled upon this challenge and would like to join, it is so super easy…. Just go click that follow button up there on the right!

*I need you to send me an Ask with your 1st and 2nd choice of quotes. It will be first come, first serve. BUT if by some holy miracle all 100 get taken, I am sure I can come up with some more to add to this list. AND you can chose up to 3 quotes if you would like to work ALL THREE into one story. (As a side note, if after a week I still have a ton of quotes not chosen, I will modify the challenge a little and allow you to send in your choice of quote/character)

*As for you fic, just keep it in the SPN fandom and make sure to highlight your quote(s) wherever you place it in the story. Just in case there is any confusion, the person you chose a quote from does NOT have to be the main character in your fic. For example, you may just really like a particular quote listed here from, say Balthazar, but you have a Dean x Reader fic in mind. That’s perfectly fine. Just make sure to have Balthazar in your story (with the quote) somewhere.

*This challenge is open to any and all ships and genres. I want y’all to write whatever inspires you when you see the quote of your choice.

*As usual, drabbles all the way to series are welcome. Just remember, anything over 500 words, add the KEEP READING line or, and I’m sorry, but I won’t reblog it. We all need to do our part not to overcrowd everyone’s dashboards.

*Deadline will be September 30th. I am giving everyone 2 months to do this. Beginning in Sept, I will occasionally start posting reminder posts to try to help everyone remember about their challenge deadline. I am well aware how we all take on a little too much sometimes and things get lost in the shuffle.

*When you get ready to post, make sure to tag me in your A/N and use the #mama’s100quoteschallenge in your tags. As usual, if I haven’t liked/reblogged within a day or two, please feel free to shoot me a message and let me know you posted it. I truly do try to go through all my notification everyday, but, well, you know, life gets in the way of all the fun things sometimes.

Ok, that’s it. Easy peasy, right? Well you made it this far with me so come a little further and read the quotes, pick your favorite, and send me your Ask! Most importantly, enjoy yourself and have fun writing your next masterpiece!!

1. I wanna punch something in the face. (Sam)   @destiel-addict-forever 2. Straight “Shawshank” this bitch!  (Dean)    @myloveforyouxx 3. I may be many things, but I’m not stupid. (Mr. Ketch)   @capsheadquaters 4. I gave everything for you! And this is what you give me?! (Cas) 5. I kinda always wanted to punch the devil in the face. (Mary)   @justanotherdeangirl 6. This is what you do when I'm not here. Type? (Crowley)  @percussiongirl2017 7. And after awhile... that starts to weigh on you. (Benny) 8. I am not someone that you should put your faith in. (Castiel) 9. I believe you're drawn to danger. (Mr. Ketch)    @uniquewerewolfsuit 10. Dude, don't compliment the bad guys. (Dean)   @docharleythegeekqueen 11. Things are not just black and white out here. (Dean) 12. I’m still gonna peel off your skin and eat your soul. (Lucifer) 13. It's your professionalism that I respect.  (Alastair) 14. We'll just tie up the bonny lad. Could be fun. (Rowena) 15. You idiots. You’re all going to die. (Crowley) 16. Things like “cosmic consequences” have a habit of biting us in the ass. (Dean)     @maximumkillshot 17. If I plan to do anything else stupid, I’ll let you know. (Castiel)   @skyedoes-things 18. I am doing all I can, to slightly lessen the spread of... of genital herpes. (Sam)   @samwinjarpad 19. Okay if you don't like, uh, reckless I could use insouciant maybe? (Cas)   @beccafgs 20. You've just been Garth-ed. (Garth)    @wayward-mirage 21. Weird, creepy, off-the-grid "Children of the Corn" people? Yeah, I’m in. (Dean)    @deanandsamsbitch 22. For me, having you here, it fills in the biggest blank. (Sam) @sea040561 23. I want to stop losing people we love (John) 24. Damn right, REO. Kevin Cronin sings from the heart! (Jo) 25. Yeah, and Hannibal Lecter's a good psychiatrist. (Ellen)     @maximumkillshot 26. Don’t make things needlessly complicated as you humans tend to do. (Castiel)    @sea040561 27. I’ve been tortured by the devil himself so you, you’re just an accent in a pantsuit. What can you do to me? (Sam) 28. I don't think you can handle my rod. (Crowley)   @roxy-davenport 29. You two have the most unhealthy, tangled-up, crazy thing I’ve ever seen. (Lisa) 30. Your unclean… in the biblical sense. (Billie) 31. I'm tired Sam. I'm tired of this job...this life. This weight on my shoulders. Man I'm tired of it. (Dean)     @deanandsamsbitch 32. I told you that roadhouse chili was a bad idea. (Sam) 33. You can't save everyone. (Rufus) 34. You're like a walking encyclopedia of weirdness. (Dean)    @skyedoes-things 35. I'm worried about my boys. (Bobby) 36. As long as everyone wears a condom we'll be fine. (Jody)     @queencflair 37. I don’t sweat under any circumstances. (Castiel)    @beccafgs 38. I suggest we imbibe copious quantities of alcohol... just wait for the inevitable blast wave. (Cas) 39. Get the hell out of hell. (Crowley) 40. I mean, clearly, I have a type, but no, thank you, ma'am. Won't be once bitten, twice Doug'd. (Donna)

41. We talking misdemeanor kind of trouble? Or, uh…’squeal like a pig’s kind of trouble? (Dean)   @maximumkillshot 42. Do you have any idea how much stuff I had to steal, then pawn, to pay for that? (Metatron) 43. Fatherhood changes a man. (Crowley)    @roxy-davenport 44. I lie. I don't get lied to. (Benny)    @docharleythegeekqueen 45. We’re far from perfect. But we are good. (Sam)   @impalaimagining 46. I'm not a witch. I'm a nerd. (Charlie)   @wi-deangirl77 47. Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in. (Bobby) 48. Kick it in the ass. (Bobby) 49. Wanna try that again like you mean it? (Sam)    @atc74 50. Maybe one day. But today you're my little bitch. (Cas) 51. You got me here now.  (Benny) 52. You Winchester boys and your talk. Blah blah blah repressed feelings. Blah blah blah passive aggression. (Charlie) 53. Come on in darling, the water's warm. (Sam)   @impalaimagining 54. I’ll give you a pass on account of the whole ‘raised by monsters’ thing. (Jody) 55. Why not go get washed up for the orgy?... All is so beautiful. (Cas) 56. You mean 'protection against a demon' salt or 'oops I split the popcorn' salt? (Dean) 57. But for your own good I strongly suggest you get a life. (Chuck) 58. You can't take the trick out of the trickster. (Gabriel)   @wideawakeandwriting 59. Is there such thing as a monster magnet? (Charlie) 60. I lied. I do that. (Crowley)    @winsister91 61. Please, accept this sandwich as a gesture of solidarity. (Cas) 62. You realize I'm not asking. (Benny) 63. Your password is "winning" with two "1's"? Fail. (Charlie) 64. Everything is supposed to end. (Dean)   @captainemwinchester 65. I will not apologize for being a career woman. (Rowena) 66. So which one are you? Grumpy, Sleepy, or Douchy? (Sam) 67. It's just.. I just want this over. (John) 68. You look like you got attacked by some PCP crazed strippers. (Dean) 69. You know, you pitched this whole dewy-eyed bromance thing, but the truth is, I'm on lockdown, aren't I? (Adam) 70. You boys have serious abandonment issues, don't you? (Meg) 71. Where'd you get the holy oil? (Gabriel) 72. Yeah well, there's one thing you have that he didn't. You're a Winchester. I forgive you Dean. (Charlie) 73. You fudging touch me again, I'll fudging kill you! (Dean)  @captainemwinchester 74. I got your message. It was long your message. I find the sound of your voice grating. (Cas) 75. I should be asking you the same thing. (Ruby) 76. You don't know me. You never did, and you never will. (Sam) 77. Did someone slip a mickey in your power shake? (Gabriel) 78. No doubt - endings are hard. But then again... nothing ever really ends, does it? (Chuck)     @hannahindie 79. Sorry you have me confused with that other angel. You know the one in the dirty trench coat who is in love with you. (Balthazar)     @skyedoes-things 80. Shouldn't trust run both ways? (Castiel) 81. Unleash the Kraken. See you tomorrow morning. (Sam)   @4401lnc 82. I don't usually drink beer. It messes with my depth perception especially when I'm skinny dipping. (Garth) 83. No. Sweetheart, if this is our last night on earth, then I'm going to spend it with a little thing I call self-respect. (Jo) 84. I think you're a hero. (Rowena) 85. I can't live in the desert. I'm applying to Princeton. (Kevin) 86. This is my voicemail, make your voice … a mail. (Castiel)   @goofynerd-67babylove 87. You give a girl all sorts of nasty ideas. (Abaddon)   @lucilepiewhiskey 88. Was that your Batman voice? (Charlie) 89. Your life is one big poop storm isn't it? (Donna) 90. I guess because every woman I've ever had relations with... it hasn't ended well. (Sam)     @goldenolaf25 91. Dragons? Those are a thing? (Jody) 92. We’ll always be bound. You helped me. We will always help each other. (Amara) 93. Wait a second. Did he drunk dial you? (Sam)   @mrsbatesmotel53 94. I'm a man of my word. (Dean)   @deanwinchester-smut 95. I mean nothing ever really gets deleted from the Internet. (Sam) 96. This is a den of iniquity. I should not be here. (Castiel)   @thecuriouscrusader 97. Dude, she wants me to meet her parents. I don't do parents. (Dean) 98. Wow. I must be the star of this thing. (Sam)   @melbelle45 99. I’ve never seen so much porn. (Chuck)     @winsister91 100. Well, call it personal experience, but nobody gets that angry unless they're talkin' about their own family. (Dean)   @chaos-and-the-calm67

Tagging any and everyone I can think of cause I’m just so excited about reaching 2K!!!!

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Cas-is-my-hero 100 followers writing Challenge

Contest has been extended: because I love all my followers so much and I enjoy reading fanfiction I have decided to extend the contest. Anyone follow me can enter. Rules:

1: have to follow me (uh yea its a follower challenge lol)

2: have fun you can do any paring any characters you can even ship I don’t care all I want is you for you to have fun crossovers are allowed but please state the show you’re crossing over to

3. Length I don’t care if it’s long or short just as long as he do your best ❤❤❤

4: please tag me and #cas-is-hero 100 challenge

5: you can write smut but please use warnings

Prompts please send the number of your prompt and a back up prompt in case you’re original choice is taken also let me know your pairings every prompt will only be allowed to have four entries

Song prompts

1: You Give Love a Bad Name by Bon Jovi

2: Can’t Fight This Feeling by REO Speedwagon @feathered-winchester

3: I’ll Make Love to You by Boyz II Men @wayward-oneshots

4: Shape of My Heart by Backstreet Boys @sofreddie

5: Mean by Taylor Swift

6: Bad by Michael Jackson

7: (you’re) having my baby by Paul Anka

8: Cold as Ice by Foreigner @summer-binging-spn

9: Wanted Dead or Alive by Bon Jovi

10: Big Yellow Taxi by Counting Crows

11: it must have been love by Roxette @srj1990

12: Holding Out for a Hero by Bonnie Tyler @intrepidolivia

13: I’ll Be There For You by Bon Jovi

14: every road leads me home to you by Richie Sambora

15: Total Eclipse of the Heart by Bonnie Tyler @wayward-mirage

16: Angel of the Morning by Juice Newton @seenashwrite

17: Heartache Tonight by the Eagles

18: I Drive Your Truck by Lee Brice (oh that’s a good song but so sad) @hardertobreatheat-night

19: My Heart Will Go On by Celine Dion @spn-applepie-imagines

20: the Search is Over by Survivor

Phrase prompts

1: Always keep fighting

2: what are you doing on my doorstep at 2 in the morning? @mishacrazyworld @tree-of-blue-squirrel

3: please dont go @totallynaf

4: is it really goodbye ? @deansleather

5: do you really think you can find anyone better than me? @soaringeag1e

6: I don’t know what I would do without you @roxy-davenport

7: if I was going to hell would you follow me my love ?

8: please don’t leave me ______! (Insert name) @winchesters-favorite-girl

9: if I ever stopped loving you that means I died @jessilliam-caronday

10: well you marry me _____?(insert name) @wideawakeandwriting

Place prompts

1: Public Library @impalacas67

2: Starbucks @because-sam-winchester

3: a gym

4: a Walmart parking lot

5: in a grocery store

6: a dog park

7: at a wedding @castieltrash101

8: at a bar @mishamigose

9: at a boxing match

10: at a funeral @sadwriterdude

I want to thank everyone who’s following me and everyone who will follow me. When I first started on here I never thought I would get this many followers.

I love writing it’s a good Escape for me and it helps me with my depression. I especially love writing Supernatural fanfiction. I love y'all have fun and remember always keep fighting.

deadline for entries is August 1st 2017. If you need an extension please just let me know and I will gladly give it to you.

[chikiandbella]

En la operación, que duró 19 minutos, participaron 12 aviones de combate Mirage 2000 que lanzaron bombas con un peso total de 1.000 kilogramos.

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New Post has been published on Christian Worldview Institute

New Post has been published on https://christianworldviewinstitute.com/bible-prophecies/end-time-events/book-of-revelation/seven-churches/nystv-the-genesis-revelation-flat-earth-apocalypse-w-rob-skiba-and-david-carrico-multi-lang/

NYSTV - The Genesis Revelation - Flat Earth Apocalypse w Rob Skiba and David Carrico - Multi Lang

So Flat Earth is OFFICIALLY a thing now. Whether you believe it or think it’s crazy, people are talking about it. Everyone knows someone who is looking into it.

Rob Skiba has been at the fore front, along with Mark Sargent and Patricia Steere. He’s the one who took the boat across lake Michigan with a camera to prove that the Chicago Skyline (which is visible despite the fact it should be under 8 miles of curvature) wasn’t a mirage.

For all you Flat Earther’s out there.

Most of you are hesitant about this topic because there’s been a globe in every classroom since kindergarten.

If Flat Earth is real, then this is the biggest one. All the other lies were told just to cover this one up.

Free Truth Productions If the Truth was easy, everyone would be seeking it… www.freetruthproductions.com

Languages

Afrikaans አማርኛ العربية Azərbaycanca / آذربايجان Boarisch Беларуская Български বাংলা བོད་ཡིག / Bod skad Bosanski Català Нохчийн Sinugboanong Binisaya ᏣᎳᎩ (supposed to be Burmese but it doesn’t show…) Corsu Nehiyaw Česky словѣньскъ / slověnĭskŭ Cymraeg Dansk Deutsch Ελληνικά Esperanto Español Eesti Euskara فارسی Suomi Võro Français Frysk Gàidhlig Galego Avañe’ẽ ગુજરાતી هَوُسَ Hawai`i עברית हिन्दी Hrvatski Krèyol ayisyen Magyar Հայերեն Bahasa Indonesia Igbo Ido Íslenska Italiano 日本語 Basa Jawa ქართული Қазақша ភាសាខ្មែរ ಕನ್ನಡ 한국어 Kurdî / كوردی Коми Kırgızca / Кыргызча Latina Lëtzebuergesch ລາວ / Pha xa lao Lazuri / ლაზური Lietuvių Latviešu Malagasy 官話/官话 Māori Македонски മലയാളം Монгол Moldovenească मराठी Bahasa Melayu bil-Malti Myanmasa नेपाली Nederlands Norsk (bokmål / riksmål) Diné bizaad Chi-Chewa ਪੰਜਾਬੀ / पंजाबी / پنجابي Norfuk Polski پښتو Português Romani / रोमानी Kirundi Română Русский संस्कृतम् Sicilianu सिनधि Srpskohrvatski / Српскохрватски සිංහල Slovenčina Slovenščina Gagana Samoa chiShona Soomaaliga Shqip Српски Sesotho Basa Sunda Svenska Kiswahili தமிழ் తెలుగు Тоҷикӣ ไทย / Phasa Thai Tagalog Lea Faka-Tonga Türkçe Reo Mā`ohi Українська اردو Ўзбек Việtnam Хальмг isiXhosa ייִדיש Yorùbá 中文 isiZulu ‪中文(台灣)‬ tokipona

מה שטוחה 平らな地球 bumi datar ბინა დედამიწაზე жалпақ жер  ដីនៅលើដី ಫ್ಲಾಟ್ ಭೂಮಿಯ  평지 ແຜ່ນດິນດ່ຽວ plokšti žemė plakana zeme  tany papa whenua рамна земја ഫ്ലാറ്റ് ഭൂമി хавтгай газар सपाट पृथ्वी bumi rata art ċatta सस्तो पृथ्वी vlakke aarde flat jord dziko lapansi lathyathyathya ਫਲੈਟ ਧਰਤੀ płaska ziemia Terra plana pământ plat плоская земля පැතලි පෘථිවිය  plochá zemina  ravna zemlja dhulka dhulka tokë të sheshtë равна земља lefatše le bataletseng  bumi datar  platt jord ardhi ya gorofa  பிளாட் பூமி ఫ్లాట్ భూమి заминаи рост โลกดิน düz dünya  плоска земля  فلیٹ زمین  tekis tuproq trái đất phẳng פ��אַך ערד  ilẹ alapin 扁平的地球 umhlaba flat source

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Suede Palace, Model A Display and More Traditional Highlights from the 2019 Grand National Roadster Show

You’ve really got to go, if you haven’t yet. Inaugurated in 1950, the Grand National Roadster Show (touted as the longest continuously running hot rod show in the world) oozes with hot rod history. We should thank Al Slonaker and his wife Mary for creating this institution, originally held in Northern California. John Buck took over ownership in 2004, moving the three-day event farther south to Pomona. That first year in SoCal was a success with 300 vehicles put on exhibit. Fast-forward 15 years. The 2019 GNRS gathered 500 eclectic cars set in seven buildings, plus another 500 outside (mainly on Saturday) as part of the Drive-In display. Many HRD readers started their visit with the Suede Palace, a hall devoted to traditional rods and customs. Across the way, Building No. 9 hosted Ford Model As in all their shapes and forms: antique hot rods, former GRNS winners, NHRA and SCTA record holders, and so on. It was a sight to behold, thanks to 80-plus vehicles tantalizing the crowd, and worthy of a story in its own right, which will appear in our July 2019 issue. Stretching for more than an eighth-mile, Building No. 4 welcomed dozens of pros in the industry, as well as the highly anticipated exhibit of America’s Most Beautiful Roadster (AMBR) competitors, their owners vying to put their name on the 9-plus-foot-tall award. Fourteen cars entered the field, with George Poteet ultimately coming out on top with his 1936 Ford roadster (check out our May 2019 issue for further details). The name sounds familiar? George is the man behind the wheel of Speed Demon, the 450-plus-mph, piston-driven Bonneville record holder. And like many GNRS visitors, he lives and breathes hot rods.

Miret’s Morphine Both hot rods and customs have shared the Suede Palace’s Best of Show award over the years. For 2019, a custom came out on top, specifically Morphine, a colorful 1950s-styled ’54 Chevy owned by Roger Miret. Punk music fans might recognize the name, as he’s the vocalist for the band Agnostic Front. Based on the East Coast, he is also one of the founders of the Rumblers Car Club.

Best Hot Rod Saturday’s Suede Palace award ceremony celebrated Portland, Oregon’s Mike Collman, the winner of the Best Hot Rod trophy with his ’31 Ford Model A. We dig the 1960s show car influence of this suicide-doored coupe, from the angel hair surrounding it to the white interior and accents.

A Ford Trio Behind that sextet of carbs, a trio of 1920s hot rod Fords: Reyes Rangle’s 390ci Cad-powered ’29, Vic Hager’s flathead-powered ’28, and Louis Stands’ ’27 Model T.

Survivor Houston Percival unearthed quite a survivor: a ’30 Ford Tudor parked in a Winters, California, barn since 1952. While the body remains all stock, the nicely patina’d sedan runs a 239ci flathead bolted to a BorgWarner T5 gearbox for comfortable cruising speed.

Lakes Tribute This great display pays homage to Al Jerauld and William Grosvenor, who raced the Jerauld’s Speed Equipment ’32 Ford at El Mirage dry lake. Incidentally, the photo on the board dates back to 1950. Bill Verhulst assembled a tribute to the 313C roadster, using a twin-carb’d flathead and a ’39 Ford transmission.

Searching Current owner John Barnes is still searching for additional historical info about his three-window ’32 Ford. So far, it appears that the heavily chopped coupe had been drag raced in Pomona around 1951-1954 before being channeled and fitted with an aerodynamic nosepiece.

Tulsa Roadster Designer and engineer Jackie Howerton teamed with builder Steve Moal to create the Howerton-Moal Tulsa Roadster for customer Bill Grimsley. The deeply channeled and Corvette-motivated ’32 Ford was a strong AMBR contender, looking excellent with Sid Chavers upholstery and shiny chrome pieces by Sherms Plating.

Tweety Many had their eyes on Jim Govro’s channeled ’32 Ford roadster in the AMBR competition. Tweety Bird is a genuine survivor and was featured in HOT ROD, Nov. 1958. The Austin, Texas, resident created the car in 1951, though he ultimately contracted Rex Rod & Chassis to restore it in time for the GNRS, complete with a 331ci Cadillac V8 assembled by Keith Tardel.

Old and New All the way from Tennessee, Ann and Andrew Bower joined the AMBR field with their topless ’32 Ford, built by Dan Kerbo at Kerbo’s Kustom Klassics. While the body is fresh from Brookville, most everything else remains vintage: Deuce frame, 276ci Mercury flathead, ’39 Ford Top Loader with Lincoln Zephyr gears, Halibrand quick-change, and so on.

Lena Mae California tinkerer Ryan Rivers undoubtedly entered the most unusual vehicle in the AMBR battle, a 1924 Buick Model 24-Six-45 named Lena Mae. Under that antique appearance hides a bunch of interesting pieces, including a ’52 263ci Buick straight-eight hooked to a 700R4 transmission. And let’s not forget the 1923 Reo top chopped 8 inches. Rivers additionally crafted several of the car’s parts: radiator shell and trim, valve covers, dashboard, intake and exhaust manifolds, wheels, and more.

Most Beautiful And the AMBR trophy goes to… George Poteet of Memphis and his ’36 Ford. The well-known collector, hot rodder, and Bonneville racer worked with Eric Peratt at Pinkee’s Rod Shop on this roadster and modified it with lengthened doors, recontoured front fenders, a stretched cockpit, and more. This ambitious project also required 350 CNC-machined custom components.

Model A Display Building No. 9 celebrated Ford’s 1928-1931 offerings (aka Model As), including drag and lakes record holders, AMBR winners (eight of them), historic hot rods, custom cars, and traditional rods. Circle City Hot Rods helped Brett Miller build this ’31 Model A, fitted with a ’50 Ford flathead, a C4 transmission, and a ’36 Ford rearend. Pete Santini and Dennis Ricklefs applied the perfect paint and pinstripes, respectively.

Evolved “Hot Rod Survivor” says the board. Indeed, this ’29 Model A was built in 1948 by Bill Coleman as a flathead-powered lakes racer and street roadster. It even reached 120 mph at El Mirage in 1949. The roadster evolved over the years, welcoming stock fenders and a 303ci Olds engine around 1955. A full restoration that included a Chevy small-block took place in 1978. Jim and Wendy Hartman have been the caretakers of the relic since 1999.

Elvis Co-Star Tom Leonardo displayed his ’29 Model A, originally built by John Athan in 1937 using a $7 roadster body and a $5.50 Deuce chassis. It also participated in one of the last El Mirage races before WWII, where it ran 108 mph. Years later, it appeared in the movie Loving You, driven by a young Elvis Presley.

Tilt Russ Meeks designed and built this Model A for John Corno between 1970 and 1972. That year, he won the AMBR competition, wowing the judges with a tilt body (lengthened 4 inches) that covered a ’68 Olds Toronado V8. More alterations came in 1986, such as the handbuilt stainless steel chassis. Oregon residents Roman and Judy Baszniak currently own the famous roadster.

Sport Coupe Chip Starr of Portland, Oregon, is the proud caretaker of this time capsule, featured in Rod & Custom magazine back in July 1963. Then belonging to Robert and Richard Souza, the unusual ’29 sport coupe relied on a “warmed up” 286ci ’50 Merc V8 equipped with Edmunds heads, an Edelbrock triple-carb manifold, and a Joe Hunt magneto.

Four Ever Clark Crump put his Model A coupe on exhibit in the Four Ever Four Cylinder Club booth. Bob Kehoe, a respected Bonneville 200 MPH Club member, owned the vehicle for years. He bought it as a stocker in 1998 before hopping up the four-banger with an overhead conversion.

Record A Multiple lake racers sprinkled Building No. 9, such as the Holmes, Kugel & McGinnis ’29 A built in 1975. A 258ci twin-turbocharged and Hilborn fuel-injected SBC pushed the lakester to set the E-Blown Fuel Roadster record at 245 mph.

History Lesson Also scattered throughout Building No. 9 were icons of hot rodding, three of which are visible in this one image: In the foreground is the Bill NieKamp roadster, which won the very first AMBR trophy. On the right edge of the frame is the Ala Kart, which won the AMBR twice in a row in 1958 and 1959 and sold millions of plastic model kits for AMT. Just visible in the back is Jim “Jake” Jacobs’ rolling collage of a tub.

Limelighter The “village” outside the Suede Palace welcomed a group of handsome cars. Between the Packard sedan and the red ’41 Buick, check out Bud Millard’s Limelighter, a ’58 Chevy made by Bill Cushenberry for Frank Gould. It won Best Custom at the 1964 Winternationals. Oz’s Kustoms restored the chopped coupe to its former glory.

Fresh Less than a week before the GNRS, Eric Justus’ Deuce was still in a thousand pieces, the paint barely dry on the (real) body. The latter came from an older “smoothy” street rod project; but Justus and his friends brought it back to 1932 specs, even redrilling holes where the factory put them. We plan to feature the car in Hot Rod Deluxe in the future.

Untouched This Olds-powered three-window Deuce had a ton of people talking, for good reason. It has remained untouched since Julian Alvarez bought it in 1973. He found it in Huntington Beach, California, where it had been parked for 10 years. It retains all its early 1960s hot rod attributes: metallic paint over a chopped top, louvers, chromed steel wheels, and so on.

Rocket The majority of the vendors invaded the large Building No. 4. Ross Racing Engines displayed Bob Gratton’s five-window ’32 Ford built by Hilton Hot Rods. Lack of a hood allowed the crowd to admire the supercharged Olds Rocket V8 assembled by Ross.

Bare Ford Artist Coby Gewertz designed his ’34 Ford with Tim Conder before entrusting South City Rod & Custom with the construction. Notice the altered front fenders and seriously set-back 331ci Chrysler Hemi. Gewertz got the Halibrand magnesium wheels from his dad, an ex–Funny Car racer.

Forty Custom Neat ’40 Buick, eh? Owned by Steve Pierce, the coupe features a ton of custom alterations: ’39 Ford headlights, modified hood, chopped top (4 inches in front and 5.5 in back), molded rear fenders, ’41 Cadillac bumpers, and rare Lyon hubcaps that nicely complement the Washington Blue paint.

Kandy Devil The GNRS brings enthusiasts from all over the world. Tristan Louwaars of Tristan Kustomizing, Holland, poses proudly with the Kandy Devil, an SBC-powered ’53 Chevy he built for Vincent Wolfs (of Belgium). Their adventure proved a bit stressful, as the car only cleared U.S. Customs the day before the show opened!

Tribute Poncho Now the property of John D’Agostino, the ex–Richard Zocchi chopped ’62 Pontiac looked its best in Building No. 5, which was dedicated to custom cars. Zocchi built the 389-powered Grand Prix in 2002 as a tribute to an identical model (restyled by Gene Winfield) he owned in 1962.

Swoopy Glenn McElroy’s Speedliner took inspiration from the renowned Norman E. Timbs Buick, which was destroyed in Malibu’s wildfires last November. Marcel and Luc Deley’s talented hands crafted the swoopy aluminum body on McElroy’s rear-engine two-seater.

Mooney Based on a ’25 Ford roadster, the Mooney-Simpkins Special was built in 1949 by Fay Mooney Sr. of Bakersfield, California, a year before winning its class at the Oakland Roadster Show. Motivated by a 270ci GMC engine, the dirt track racer also appeared in HOT ROD, Jan. 1950. Paul Mooney has taken ownership.

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