#Sepak Now

[worldofdrowie]

Taylor Swift: A loira que virou a música pop de pernas para o ar

"It's me, hi! I'm the problem, it's me...!" Olá pessoas lindas do meu coração! Demorei bastante tempo a filtrar e a pesquisar toda a informação acerca desta maravilhosa artista, que arrasta multidões de todas as idades consigo e que soma (ver mais...).

“It’s me, hi! I’m the problem, it’s me…!” Olá pessoas lindas do meu coração! Demorei bastante tempo a filtrar e a pesquisar toda a informação acerca desta maravilhosa artista, que arrasta multidões de todas as idades consigo e que soma sucesso atrás de sucesso. E estou a falar de quem? Da Taylor Swift, como é claro. ‘Tay Tay’, como é carinhosamente chamada pelos seus fãs, tem uma carreira…

[eightyones]

dr3 stays in "the anything but f1" video but they had to delete all traces of the 2023 rookies video after ndevries got fired...... idc 2/3 are now out of f1 i still wna tot s eeee it pleas eplea sple a`sple apsle apla eplpemane se pleas epla wepla epa<la aa we pal ss ew pla w plas w kaplwams plwa s pwela sepak planse apls ekapl ass e

[angelasscribbles]

The Stabbing: A Bad Romance One-Shot

Series: Bad Romance Continues

Original Series: Bad Romance

Fandom: The Royal Romance/The Royal Heir

Pairings for series: Riley x Liam x Max, Riley x Drake, Riley x Rashad

Pairing for this chapter: Liam x Riley x Drake mostly

Rating: MA

Warnings for this chapter: inappropriate behavior, unwanted touching, violence

Word Count:  1,049

A/N: I saw this image and this is what happened in my brain.

My other stuff: Master List.

This was the worst diplomatic mission Liam had ever drug her on. They were in an ancient, moldy castle to hear a trade proposal from the newly formed and tiny country of Qrakustan.

Dinner was not going well. The food was cold, undercooked, and possibly still alive. Riley pushed the sodden mess around on her plate while trying to look interested in the conversation about the king’s grandson’s latest victory in something called Sepak Takraw. As near as she could figure, it was volleyball…. but played with your feet?

The ninety two year old king kept making passes at her. She had dodged his kiss earlier when he’d tried to lay one right on her lips. She was sure the subtle brushing against her breasts as he had squeezed by her in the hallway had been on purpose and now she was seated next to him at the table, shoving his hand off her thigh every few minutes.

He reached for her one too many times.

“I told you to stop, old man!” There was a whoosh too fast for him to react to, and he found a steak knife buried in his biceps.

The man howled and Indigent gasps and offended whispers exploded around the table.

“I am so sorry!” Liam assured the Qrakustan delegation as he pulled her away from the table. “I’m sure it was an honest misunderstanding. Please give us a moment.”

Out in the hallway, the king of Cordonia leaned close to his queen and hissed, “What are you doing?”

“Teaching the crypt keeper in there some manners!”

“Riley,” Liam pinched the bridge of his nose with a sigh, “You can’t go around stabbing every man that offends you!”

“Why not?”

“Why not?” Liam’s mouth fell open incredulously.

“Yeah, why not?” Drake had materialized beside them. “I’m sure he deserved it. What did he do, babe?”

“He kept touching me without my consent, even after I told him to stop.”

“Seems justified to me.” Drake looked to Liam for agreement.

Liam suppressed another sigh as he adjusted his jacket. “I know he can be boorish, but we are here representing Cordonia. You can’t just stab our host!”

“Why not? What’s he gonna do about it?”

“She’s got a point, Li. This country has no power. No army, no money, no real allies. They greeted us at the airport in a Toyota Corolla.”

“Regardless. They produce a proprietary blend of soil additives that would greatly enhance next year’s apple harvest, and I’m interested in hearing their terms. Behave yourself. Dinner’s almost over, then we can leave.”

Riley rolled her eyes with a huff. “Fine.”

“Don’t worry,” Drake whispered to her as he escorted her back into the room. “If he touches you again, I’ll deal with him.”

The king of Qrakustan sat with his arm bandaged glaring at them when they returned. Liam thought it prudent to switch places with Riley for the rest of the meal.

He gave the older man a disarming smile as he took the seat. “I’m very sorry about that little mishap. My wife can be very… spirited at times.”

“Yes,” the old man leaned toward him with a lecherous grin, his putrid breath assaulting his senses. “The last guest’s wife was much more accommodating. But I like the spirited ones. So much fun to break. I can help you with that attitude problem. Just give me an hour alone with her.”

Liam blinked. “I’m sorry. Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting?”

“Are you dense, boy? Give me an hour with your wife and you can have the soil additive for free! At least the first year’s supply, after that we can renegotiate—”

Once again, the room exploded into chaos as the younger king sprang up from the table and sent the older one clattering to the floor with a well executed right hook to the jaw.

Horrified gasps and a few titters were heard as the old man’s legs kicked out at nothing. His children and servants rushed to attend to him while Liam’s guards quickly surrounded and escorted the Cordonian delegation from the castle.

They climbed quickly into the bulletproof SUV that they had brought with them, Riley smirking smugly the whole time. “What happened to decorum, Liam?”

“Shut up, Riley.”

“Liam!” Max’s face was red as he bounced in his seat. “That. Was. Awesome!”

“Yeah?” A slight smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Cordonia might not be getting a twenty percent increase in crop yield next season, but he had defended the most important thing in his life. And Max seemed turned on by it, so there was that.

“Damn, Li,” Drake chortled, “And here I thought you were the diplomatic one!”

“Oh, that was me being diplomatic. If you’d heard what he said, he’d likely be dead rather than simply sucking his dinner through a straw for the foreseeable future.”

Drake’s smile instantly faded. “What the fuck did he say?” He twisted in his seat to look behind them. “We can go back!” When Liam shook his head no, Drake declared, “I have drones!”

“No drones.” Liam shook his head again.

“But—”

“No, Drake.”

“Fine!” Drake cast his eyes heavenward at the unfairness of it all.

Two days later, Liam received a call from the new king of Qrakustan. The old man had been strongly advised to step down and his eldest son had stepped up. The new king apologized profusely and promised to send the first year’s supply of the soil additive as an apology and gesture of goodwill.

“All’s well that ends well,” Liam told the group.

“Yeah,” Max interjected, “And Drake didn’t have to kill anybody this time!”

“Day’s not over. I still have those drones.”

Liam’s eyes narrowed. “I’m pretty sure you’re joking, but just in case, the answer is still no.”

“For the record,” Riley twirled a dagger in her hand as Olivia had taught her. “No drones needed. I’m carrying this from now on!” She turned to place a soft kiss on her husband’s lips. “But I do love that you decked him. Thank you.”

She knew she was the luckiest woman in the world to have the three of them in her corner.

But she’d still stab a bitch if she had to.

[yanxioustrikas]

can you do the headcanon for the sepak takrow team in Sepak Attack?

it's been a while since i had a request! also my apologies for uploading this post now due to life and university

with that being said, you can still send me requests on the ask box or on tumblr messaging (let me know if you want to be anon on the post if you message me on tumblr dm), it'll probably take weeks or months for me to get around your requests

finally, please provide some feedbacks on my series if you have any, or comment down your own headcanons, i'd love to hear from you guys!

appreciate your patience supa fans!

supa strikas non-main character #27 (1! 2! 3! ACES!!)

name: chloe “diamond” sim

nationality: malaysian

ethnicity: chinese

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name: jonathan “clover” lakshmi

nationality: malaysian

ethnicity: tamil

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name: hashim “heart” razak

nationality: malaysian

ethnicity: malay

— episode(s) —

supa strikas season 6 — sepak attack

these guys are SO UNDERRATED???

i had a thought, eventually headcanon, where each of the members assigned nicknames for each other, as the suits in a deck of cards. of course, there are four suits: heart, diamond, clover, and spade, so i thought of shakes having one of these suits as his nickname since he's the fourth ace member unofficially lol

i pitched this headcanon to @abyss-strikas and she suggested that 'spade' should be assigned to shakes, just for alliteration LOL (though days later i found out that they have the 'spade' logo on their jerseys the entire time but whatever lol)

thank you @abyss-strikas for your headcanons

chloe -> diamond (she's pretty much the team leader)

jonathan -> clover (he was assigned a nickname last and had no choice but to go with 'clover' lol)

hashim -> heart (this one is my headcanon, but basically he has pink hair so i gave him 'heart')

shakes -> spade (alliteration purpose lol)

p.s. — not sure why the show never gave them a name / nickname when the vipers get to have their own (nick)names, so yeah they are unnamed characters

[xxwhiskeyxx]

Love Trope February!  Best Friends Sibling: Alpha x Chubby! Reader

When Omega had been summoned, unexpectedly another ghoul appeared alongside him, it turned out to be his younger sibling (Y/N), another Quintessinal ghoul. Cue it being 10 years later, Alpha and Omega are best friends and is in love with his besties little sibling who is also in love with him. Of course, neither of them knows that but there is a plot afoot. A game of Truth or Dare may end in finally getting the pair together.

3.8k Words (possibly the shortest fic I have made yet)

GN Reader but they are chubby and got an ass and hips like their brother

Decided to use Alpha cause big boy doesn't get much love except people making him a villain or mean, big man deserves some loves!

- Love Whiskey

Sometime in 2006

When Omega had been summoned, unexpectedly another ghoul appeared alongside him. Now it’s not uncommon for there to be a double summoning if two ghouls happen to be next to each other or have a deep connection, so when a smaller ghoul appeared next to the much larger one, Primo and Sister just looked at each other, hoping the smaller is also a Quintessinal. “Hello, young ones, welcome to the Ministry. You have been summoned to assist in the spreading of our Dark Lord’s word, I am Papa Emeritus, I will allow you two to get settled and adjusted to the top layer before assigning your tasks. Alpha, Water, come and help our new additions.” Primo says, gesturing for a large ghoul in a mask to come forward.

Unsurprisingly the newly summoned did not react pleasantly, but what was unexpected was that it was the little one who jumped over in front the larger and snarled at the large ghoul, “Syat hte fukc awya!” (stay the fuck away!) the little ghoul hissed, Alpha bristles with returned snarl before Water grabs his arm. “Easy, they’re scared, you were the same when first summoned remember Wildfire?” Making the Fire ghoul scoff but back up, crossing his arms over his chest, shaking his head

Water nods before slowly approaching, baring his throat and holding his hands up in a sign of peace, “Wel dnto maEn ayn hram ew jsut wnta ot hepl, od uyo sepak gnileish?” (We don’t mean any harm; we just want to help. Do you speak any English?) Water speaks softly as he kneels near the pair, not wanting to spook them. The larger built ghoul gently places a hand on the smaller shoulder as he rises to a knee, “Yes, we do. Forgive my sibling; they aren’t privy to strangers and tends to be quite protective. I am Omega, and this is (Y/N); we’re both Quintessinal ghouls.” Omega says, helping his sibling to their feet. Water nods as he offers a blanket to the naked pair; they tend to bring extras in instance that there is a double summoning such, to which (Y/N) eyes warily before accepting once their brother wraps it around himself.

That day, Omega and (Y/N) become part of the Ministry; Omega becoming the beloved rhythm guitarist for Terzo, who always seemed to have a soft spot for the large male even before they wed on stage together, while (Y/N) became an aid to the band, absolutely refusing to separate from their brother during long tour legs, and where they quickly caught onto the guitar, piano, and bass. This is how they became their brother’s and Water’s guitar techs, assisting ChAir if they had an issue, zooming backstage to ensure everything is set and tuned for every Ritual.

It is now 2016, it had been 10 years at this point since their summoning, now incredibly close with everyone in the band, even the grouchy Fire ghoul Alpha, who had quickly became their brother’s best friend. But something they kept hidden from the hot-headed ghoul is that they had grown to love him, even suspecting him to be their destined mate, but with how he treated them as a little sibling like Omega does, they just pushed away the feelings.

‘(Y/N)! My string snapped, please I need my backup!’ Water cries through the mental link; having formed a pack with the other band members allowing them to communicate telepathically, ‘Oh you couldn’t wait another 30 minutes to see little ole me?’ (Y/N) teases, grabbing the white bass from its case and subtly slipping onto the stage, quickly swapping with Water within a slight break in the middle of He is. ‘Thankfully the Ritual is almost over’ they think as they slip back off the stage, not noticing a certain lead guitarist staring at them from his spot near Terzo.

A few songs later, the band line up for their final bows before coming backstage to pack up and get ready for the long next few days as they made their way to the next venue a state over.

“Thanks little star, you saved my ass. It just had to snap right before the show ended.” Water grins, ruffling (Y/N)’s hair. The Quintessential ghoul was quite small for their element though, they held the curvy, full-figured stature that is known for Quints, standing over a foot shorter than their brother and Alpha, half a foot with ChAir and Water; Little Earth, or Pebble as the little quint called them, and (Y/N) were only a couple inches apart, the pair having bonded over them being runts of their elements. “You know I hate that name, you water nymph, but your welcome” (Y/N) says, batting off the bassist’s hands, “Oh come on, you love it starshine, admit it. Almost as much as you lo-” Water is cut off by the small hand slapping over his mouth and a hissed, “Shut the fuck up you brastd !” (bastard). “I only told you that because I was drunk, do not say it with him this close. We both know he doesn’t see me like that and I don’t wanna ruin things.” they say, dropping their hand.

Water gives them a sad look, “Starshine, I’ve told you that hot head is head over claws for you. I don’t know how you don’t see that pitiful kicked puppy look he gets whenever you don’t sit next to him and how l he glares daggers at Pebble when you two cuddle up with each other.” Water says as he passes his bass case off to a roadie before they start walking towards the green room. (Y/N) glances over to where their brother and Alpha are both flirting with a staff member, probably going to double team the poor girl, and all they can hope is to walk in on them again.

It’s not like they haven’t seen their brother or any of the other ghouls naked, ghouls aren’t ashamed by nudity like humans; but that doesn’t mean they want to see their brother and the person they have feelings for taking someone to Paris, shivering and gagging at the memory. “Water, I love that you always try to make me feel better, but I know that he doesn’t see me like that. Plus I’m pretty sure that Omega threatened to declaw him if he ever tried to approach me.”(Y/N) half-heartedly jokes, staring sadly as the giggling techie is pulled off by their brother towards wherever the nearest empty room is, followed closely by grinning Alpha.

Water rolls his eyes as he sees the scene, the dumbass Fire ghoul had personally threatened him that if he catches him trying anything with the small Quintessence ghoul, he’d personally burn all his books and bed; along with the fact he cannot count the number of times Omega had complained to him about how Alpha is always rambling on and on about how perfect he thinks (Y/N) is while drunk or stoned out of his mind. But he also knows his dumbass pack mate is trying to fuck away his feelings because he’s convinced he shouldn’t have feelings for his best friend’s sibling, that its wrong and he’s scared of ruining their friendship if it ever came out.

(Y/N) is rambling on now about some new movie they wanna see soon as Water tunes back in, changing into his street clothes, a hooded sweatshirt and some jeans, “Do you think we can watch it later? Or do you think the other’s are gonna wanna play uno or something later?” (Y/N)’s voice breaks through his thoughts, “Huh? Oh yeah, I mean we can always watch it tomorrow if we can’t tonight, we’re on the road for the next 3 days remember. I’ll make that special candy popcorn you like, with that chocolate shit.” Water says as he turns back to the little ghoul sitting on the couch who squeals happily, “Thank you! You ready to head back now or Do you think the horny duo will be done soon, I just got t-”

(Y/N) is cut off by the door slamming open and a seethed Alpha storming in, followed by a silent but equally pissed Omega, “Stupid slut, couldn’t keep her fucking mouth shut! I can’t believe she fucking thought she could say that and we’d want to stay!” Alpha snarls, throwing his mask harshly onto the couch. The siblings make eye contact, ‘What the fuck happened?’ the younger asks, an equally concerned Water stands nearby, ready to calm the pissed off Fire ghoul at a moments notice.

‘That staff member that had been flirting with us and we pulled away? Yeah she made a very offensive comment about you while we were trying to get underdressed, pissed Alpha and I off, then had to gall to get mad when we stopped and left.’ Omega says, voice barely above a growl, ‘What was it? I don’t care how rude it was, I’m used to it, Mega, you know this.’ the small ghoul says, debating on if they need to go calm the raging Fire ghoul, who is currently snarling out every curse word in both infernal and english he can think of.

‘Little star, it was very harsh…but basically she made a disgusting comment about your weight and how she thinks you’re a ‘desperate fat cow who hangs around guys they could never get’ having clearly not realizing you were my sibling and that we care for you a lot more than some loose cunt.’ their brother’s eyes pitching in anger. (Y/N) sits there shocked, they couldn’t believe some stupid human would say that about someone who was clearly close to the band, the comment didn’t hurt because their so used to worse comments back at the Abbey and the pit but “Desperate cow who hangs around guys they could never get” rings in the back of their head, but they shake it off.

Deciding that they have to call their friend before he kills somebody, (Y/N) stands and slowly starts toward him, “Alpha, look at me please.” His head snaps towards them, normally warm sunset colored eyes now dangerously flickering like the blazing Sun, “You gotta calm down, who cares what some stupid human thinks, I know I don’t. It’s okay, we can just forget it.” they keep their voice soft, carefully stepping closer to the seething guitarist, the room near boiling from his anger, “It isn’t fucking okay, (Y/N)! What she said is fucking disgusting, that cunt is satan blessed lucky that Papa doesn’t allow us to hurt humans or they would’ve had to scrub that bitch off the fucking walls!” he yells, shaking in anger as he stands with his arms crossed over his chest.

What that techie had said had pissed off Alpha to no end, that pathetic meat sack insulted the sweetest, most beautiful ghoul he had ever set his eyes on. It doesn’t matter if he can’t tell them about his feelings, it won’t stop him from protecting them from any type of cruelty. Omega had to physically drag him away from the girl before he almost slammed her through the wall as soon as the words left her lips.

(Y/N) puts their hands on his arms, pushing calming Quintessence into the angry male in hopes of helping calm him faster, “Alpha, I promise it’s fine, I appreciate you defending me, but it’s not the first and definitely not the last time someone will make some dumbass comment about me, I’m used to it. I don’t give a single shit what anyone outside of our pack or Papa thinks, you’re the only ones whose opinions matter to me. Stupid bitch is probably mad I got a fatter ass than she does.” they snicker as they feel him start to calm, “Now please calm the fuck down, Fire Boy, your roasting us alive. As much as I love being reminded of the Pit, I don’t think Papa will appreciate having to explain why the green room feels like a volcano.” they tease. Alpha finally realizes just how hot the room is, Water having had to leave a few minutes ago so he didn’t dehydrate, actively tries to lower his body temperature.

Giving a defeated sigh, “I know, half-pint, but I ain’t gonna let some human disrespect my favorite Quint, sorry Meg,” he shoots a grin at his friend, “best believe I’ll beat any ass that says anything rude about you.” the large ghoul says, knocking his, now unglamored, horns against the shorter’s, “Thanks high-rise, your the best Fire ghoul I know, now hurry the fuck up and get changed so we can get back on the bus. I wanna watch this cool movie or play something, I don’t care which!” they say, hugging the now much cooler ghoul before turning and leaving.

Omega shoots a shit-eating grin and wiggles his eyebrows at his friend, “Oh, your the best Fire ghoul they know,” doing a terribly mimicry of his sibling’s voice before he snorts, “I wonder how that new Fire ghoul we just summoned would like to hear that, he’s been following after them like a lost puppy since they helped him after his summoning. What’s his name, Ifrit?” Omega teases as he moves to get changed, barely dodging when Alpha swats at him with his tail.

“Shut the fuck up! Don’t mention that little shit, I hate how he keeps staring at them all the time, it gives me the creeps.” Alpha hisses as he tugs a shirt over his head. “Oh you’re just jealous, you gotta make a move eventually dude. They’re going to find someone else if you don’t, in fact Ifrit had asked me if I thought he has a chance with them just before we left.” Omega say’s nonchalantly, waiting near the door for his friend, already dressed.

Alpha whips around, boots left untied, “Your fucking kidding, that little fucker! They’re mine, I thought I made that fucking clear!” he hisses but shrinks back when the large Quint gives him a steely look, “(Y/N) isn’t ‘yours’. You haven’t placed a claim, fuck Alpha, you haven’t even told them how your dumbass feels! Just because you constantly scent them doesn’t mean anything, they smell equally of Pebble, ChAir, Water, and me; in fact I think Water’s scent is even stronger than yours.” Omega says, a teasing edge to the last sentence. Alpha’s eye twitches before pulling the helmet on with a huff, “Fuck off, lets get going before Terzo leaves us again.” he grunts, dragging a cackling Omega out of the venue and towards the tour bus.

Once on board they find (Y/N) and a tipsy Water sitting on the floor in front of Little Earth and buzzed Zephyr on the couch, apparently some drinking game with a bottle of whiskey and rum off to the side.

“Hey! So we decided to watch the movie tomorrow so Water suggested Truth or Dare, wanna join?” (Y/N) says, scooching to make room for the two new arrivals, who each take a spot. Omega on the couch with Zephyr, who had almost immediately dove into his lap, and Alpha next to the small Quintessinal ghoul. A few rounds pass, Omega starting to join Water and Zephyr’s buzz as (Y/N) and Earth hurled ruthless dares and truths at him (one of which was suck off Secondo or Terzo, to which he almost downed half the bottle with a huge blush) and it is now Water’s turn once again, who turns to the smallest of the group.

“(Y/N), truth or dare?” he slurs, leaning back on his arms. They think for a minute before answering, “Dare, I’m not scared of you.” they say with a smirk, a slight blush from the alcohol filling their cheeks, their not drunk but it warms their belly, “Oh your gonna regret that little star, we’ve moved into hard mode, no more passes! I dare you toooo.” Water says, looking around the room before his gaze lands on Alpha and a menacing grin fills his face, “Make Alpha make a pretty sound for us.” he grins.

Both immeditaly tense and flush, awkwardly glancing at each other. “Pass” they quickly reach for the bottle but Water smacks their hand, “No more passes remember, gotta do it or you have to do as I say for a week!” he cackles, falling onto his side. (Y/N) glares at him, hating that they made that bet earlier, “Fuck you Water, fine.” they huff before turning to the flushed Fire ghoul who stares at them with wide eyes, ‘You really don’t have to, I can fa-’ he offers, eyes looking everywhere but the curvy ghoul.

But before he can finish his sentence, they’re straddling his lap, planting themselves directly on his crotch, “Where’s the fun in that, plus Water will know.” they purr in his ear, the alcohol making them feel quite bold despite the blush covering their cheeks.

All eyes are now on the pair, which (Y/N) ignores as they look over the handsome man, they had heard from their brother that Alpha’s neck is quite sensitive, “Best friends can fuck each other, cant always help who you go into heat with, little star.” he had teased.

Smirking at the memory as they slowly lean forward, enjoying when they hear how his breath hitches as their warm breath teases his throat, before latching onto his pulse point. The sudden rush of stimulation causes a loud reedy whine to escape the Fire ghoul as his hands fly up to grip their wide hips while (Y/N) proceeds to suck a hickey into his red and orange cracked skin. His eyes screwing shut as pleasure courses through his veins, unable to help how he buck’s up into them.

They finally pull away with a pleased look, admiring the dark bruise prominent against the pale skin of the Fire ghoul’s throat, before they purr a soft “Good boy~” into his ear, nipping at the point of it just to fuck with him.

The small ghoul goes to move off his lap, but his grip tightens, making them look back at Alpha to find that his eyes blown wide. “Can we talk outside, please..” he asks softly, it almost sounds like a plea with how desprete he looks. “Uh sure, continue without us.” they say, getting up once Alpha’s grip loosened, now nervous they crossed the line and he’s going to call them disgusting or say to pretend it never happened.

Following the older ghoul outside the bus, snagging their hoodie since it’s cold. They play with their ring in anxiety, the ring Alpha got them soon after they were summoned when he noticed how they picked at their fingers whenever they were nervous or deep in thought, “Here twerp, got this so you can stop fucking up your fingers. Can’t play if your fingers are torn up.” he had said after he tossed the small pouch at them, it had a small star and moon design on the metal piece that spun around the base.

Alpha stands faced away from them, hands pressed to his head as if he’s trying to think of what to say. After a few minutes of silence, (Y/N) decides it’d probably be easier to apologize in case he truly was upset, “I’m sorry if that made you uncomfortable…we can just pretend that it never happened, the other idiots are probably too fucked up to remember. I hope this doesn’t ruin anything Alpha…I know you only see me as a little sibling.” they say, looking down at the ground in shame.

Alpha stays silent for a few more moments, and that honestly scares them more than if he was visibly angry, before they hear a quiet, “Fuck it.” When suddenly there’s warm hands cupping their cheeks and even warmer lips pressed against theirs.

The kiss is the most desperate, yet gentle and loving, they had ever experiences in their life, the larger clinging to them as if afraid that they will disappear if he lets go for even a moment. The young Quint is frozen for a moment before attempting to wrap their arms around the tallers neck when he suddenly pulls away.

Alpha is shaking as those sunset eyes dart around their face “I..have wanted to do that for so fucking long, Starshine. I don’t see you as a damn younger sibling…you mean so much more than that. To me, you are the most beautiful, sweetest, intelligent , stubborn thing I have ever met and I love you so fucking much” his voice cracking slightly as his emotions pour out, “That’s why I was so pissed off earlier, someone insulted the one I love more than anything in this satan damned universe…I was a dick for flirting with them in front of you. I never should have even looked at another person when you were around, I just…I was convinced you didn’t want me the same way I did you. You didn’t deserve that…” he takes a deep shuddering breath.

(Y/N looks confused, “You..love me? Your not just saying that to fuck with me? Because if you are, I will fucking chop your dick off and I’m pretty sure Omega and Water will do even worse.” they stutter, hands coming up to cup the warm cheeks of the Fire ghoul.

Their words make him chuckle, “I never would do that to you, I may be an asshole but I’m not cruel like that” leaning into their touch, “I have loved you since that day I walked in on you dancing to stupid human music while doing the dishes, maybe even before then. I adore ever single thing about you: your caring nature, how you always are willing to help anyone you think needs it” a dopey grin spreads across his face, “Not to mention your confidence and skill, along with the fact you don’t give a shit what anyone thinks, had just made me want you more. I wanna both kill and kiss Water for giving me the chance to tell you, not to mention your brother basically told me grow a fucking pair.” he slowly trails off, sunset eyes searching (e/c). “(Y/N)…Do you…it’s okay if you don’t…” he whispers.

Gently stroking his cheek with a dopey lovesick smile, “I love you too, you big idiot. I was convinced you saw me as nothing other than Omega’s little sibling, I..can’t believe this is happening. This has to be a dream, I drank too much and I’m passed out on the floor.” they giggle. “I promise you half-pint, this is real. Here, Lemme prove it.” is all Alpha says before reconnecting their lips, pressing them back against the cool metal of the bus.

This kiss is slightly different from the last, it is still filled with love, but this one has a hint of neediness and a possessive edge. (Y/N) whines into the kiss when it he warm hands move down from their cheeks, squeezing their hip with one hand as he presses them tightly against him. The Quint opens their mouth first, nipping at the Fire ghoul’s bottom lip in a silent ask for access to which he easily grants. Moaning softly as they begin mapping out the other’s mouths while clinging to each other, hands starting to explore wherever they can reach.

Eventually (Y/N) pulls away for a moment to catch their breath, but Alpha takes it as an opportunity to start making his way down their neck, mouthing and nipping as he making his way towards his target. A breathy moan escapes their lips as he sucks his own mark into their neck, sharp claws digging into broad shoulders and when he bites down.

Once satisfied, Alpha pulls away with a smirk, pressing another kiss to their lips when the door bursts opens and Omega leans out with a drunken smirk, “Fucking finally, now as happy as I am for you two, I’d appreciate if you didn’t fuck my baby sibling in the parking lot while it’s 36 degrees out.” he slurs,

(Y/N) whines in embarrassment and hides their face in Alpha’s chest as he laughs, “You heard the man, I think I would rather fuck you in a warm bunk than cold metal for our first time, we can test out other settings at a later date~” he nips their ear, earning a squeak and then a yelp as he tosses them over a broad shoulder, hand on their ass.

“Put me down you asshole, I can walk perfectly fine!” they shriek, pounding on Alpha’s back, “For now, my little minx~” he teases as he walks past a cackling Water and Earth, both of who are catcalling the pair while Omega sits back down, drawing a passout of Zephyr into his lap, smirking after the new couple.

He had been routing for his best friend and sibling for years, having been so close to shoving the pair in a closet, saying “Seven Minutes in Heaven, they love you, he loves you, have fun and don’t make any kits yet!” but Zephyr had given the idea of using Truth or Dare that night to make it happen instead. Now they debate on leaving the bus for food, deciding quickly when a loud possessive growl rumbles from the bunk area followed by a high-pitched whine

There’s a moment of silence before “Denny’s?” Earth offers, “Hell yeah, I’ll just carry Zephyr.” Omega says, everyone yanking on their shoes. They eventually return a few hours later, doggy bags for the new couple to find a pair of happily purring Fire and Quintessence ghouls, partially naked minus the smaller wearing their new boyfriend’s hoodie and Alpha in boxers, wrapped up and asleep on the couch

[swifty-fox]

https://www.tumblr.com/swifty-fox/746422388427735040/actually-now-ive-thought-of-a-hockey-au-question

I JUST READ THIS i Do Not understand hockey and watched the goalie fight and i am soooo confused i thought this was like an ice stick sports game thing WHY are they doing a hand to hand combat in the middle of the ice 😭😭😭😭

the gloves the helmet the stick thrown away and the grabbing at each others THROATS??? why did it feel like they were the only people in the ice i was like '???? Is facilitating a fist fight an actual session of the game?'

and WHY did it take so long for someone to break them up too 😭😭

so i talk a little about the mechanics of a fight in this post

the hand to hand combat is a TIME honored tradition in hockey. It's part of the game, its a way for the players to let off steam and to stand up for eachother against a rival player whos just kinda being a Jackass.

SO as said there you've got your average brawl. This is a bar fight. they're pissed. This is not pre-negotiated and because it's not serving a purpose the refs are gunna get involved quickly. Sometimes they will allow this kind of fight if one of the players has been a huge ass during the game. FAFO buddy.

Then you've got your average hockey fight. Think of it more as boxing. Generally two guys will call eachother out and literally be like "yo wanna fight dude?" theres some great clips of that. this is a great one you can actually see the ref step away once both guys agree. (Lol sorry age restricted it is dudes hittin eachother)

If it is an allowed fight (agreed too, refs stepped off) you will see them hovering around once both guys have exhausted themselves or usually once someone falls to the ice. then they step in to break it up and escort them to their respective Sin Bin (penalty box)

They fight to pump up the crowd, to add some energy back into a slow game and just cause it's fun. they do take penalties for it though no matter the kind of brawl.

for that goalie fight im not sure whats going on honestly lol it may have been some event and the tendys just wanted to fight. You mostly see Tendys fight during a line brawl (literally everyone on ice going at it) And they're not necessarily grabbing at their throats but actually the plastic armor under the jersey. even though its meant to protect the players body from any number of hits or bumps or bruises It's also a solid piece of underarmor that they can maintain a good grip on so as not to fall while throwing punches. it's that white thing PeePaw Ovi is wearing here

[pissplasmicpantom]

📖 and 🔮 for the ttrpg hype ask game?

📖 Favorite class/playbook from a game

the starshooter discipline from gubat banwa, hands down. its a ranged damager class inspired by a malaysian sport called sepak takraw (or sipa in the ph) which is sorta like volleyball but with feet. i love everything abt it: its philosophy literally gives u and ur warband a ball minigame; u can use one of its inflict violences to grab the ball and hoof it thru a buncha enemies; its enlightenment lets u catch and supercharge any attacks ur ally throws at u; its liberation lets u kick up something into the skies and axe-kick it into the battlefield as a big fuckoff meteor; one of its techniques has flavor text that i can only describe as "tagalog malding". i never watched inazuma 11, i just remember seeing clips of the tagalog dub back when we had cable. starshooter is exactly that vibe and it fucks

🔮 Favorite memory playing a game by someone else

so im in a game of heart: the city beneath playing as a deep apiarist (wizard full of bees) and during one of our early sessions, the party had to break a guy outta prison. we get caught by a guard and it turns out the guy we were supposed to break out has died and been taken over by a hivemind of living knives. somehow i end up staring the barrel of the guards gun and i try to intimidate them into backing down by saying "shoot me". so i roll. its a crit fail and take double stress. so now there i was, 11 total stress on my bee wizard, and waiting for the gm to make a fallout check to see if i get any extra fuckups. and they roll a *12*, which is above my total and thus no fallout for me. the gun goes off and a huge chunk of my head is blown apart, but my magic bees knit it back together like nothing ever happened

[raw-lesbian-energy]

Temple Frogs

Summary: The Boonchuys take the Plantars to the Thai Temple.

Fandom: Amphibia (The Wild Soul AU)

Pairing: None

Features: Self-Insert Character

Word Count: 3,811

Warnings: None

[A/N: This one is shorter and a bit more split since Caroline’s appearances are at different times in the episode. She’s not present for the full story like in the previous one, so I only wrote the parts that changed with her addition.]

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The next day after the museum heist, Anne woke up to an exciting text from Dr. Jan. She had found out something about the pot, and the teen was ecstatic to head over and see what it was about.

So much so that she forgot what day it was.

As soon as she saw her parents loading the van, her excitement vanished. It was market day at the Thai Temple, and Mr. and Mrs. Boonchuy were insistent on all of them going. While the Plantars had no problem tagging along, Anne wanted nothing more than to run to the museum to meet Dr. Jan. That was how the teen’s deal with her mother was set; all she had to do was stay at the temple for one hour, and then she’d be free to go. It wasn’t ideal, but Anne didn’t have much of a choice.

But now, it was that exact deal that landed her on sample duty for her family’s restaurant stand.

“Well, looks like we have some time to kill.” She said to the Plantars, adjusting the ‘Thai Go’ hat on her head. “You three are free explore if you want; just be careful to keep those disguises-…” her words trailed as she looked up, realizing all three Plantars had run off to explore.

“…on.” She finished, her brow furrowing slightly in concern. “Okay, that might’ve been a mistake.”

“Eh, I’m sure they’ll be fine.”

Anne jumped at the sudden voice, almost dropping the platter as she turned to see who had spoken. Standing next to her was Caroline, dressed in her usual attire and her bag from the museum slung over her shoulder.

“Wha-? Caroline?” The teen blurted in confusion. “Since when do you come to the Thai Temple?”

“Oh, I’ve actually been coming for a few months now.” Caroline replied. “I like to attend the Muay Thai classes; helps me burn off some energy, y’know?” Anne blinked, still wearing a look of confusion before her expression softened.

“Yeah, my mom had signed me up for the same reason.” She said. “Kind of funny to hear you’re taking them, though. I never expected you to be into martial arts.”

“Well, things can change when you disappear for five months.” Caroline replied, gaining a lopsided smile. “Oh! Speaking of; have you come up with an excuse for where you’ve been? A few people have been telling me you’re back, and I wanna make sure we don’t get our stories crossed.”

“Tennis camp.” Anne told her. Caroline grinned, giving her a thumbs up.

“Sweet, thanks.” She said. “I gotta bounce, but just hit up the dojo if you need me, okay?” Anne hesitated for a moment, her eyes drifting to her pocket before she straightened up and nodded.

“Yup, will do!” She replied, smiling. Caroline returned her smile happily, adjusting her bag strap before turning and walking off. Anne watched her go, her smile changing into an expression of guilt before she shook her head. Her attention went back to her phone, and she pulled it out of her pocket to check the time.

“Hold on, Dr. Jan.” She said. “Just one hour and I’ll be there.”

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After about fifteen minutes, Anne’s patience for being on sample duty ran out. She needed to know what Dr. Jan had found, but she knew if her parents caught her, she’d be in a lot of trouble. Thankfully, she had been able to get another teen around her age to play decoy, allowing her to sneak off to fetch the Plantars.

Unfortunately, the Plantars had no plans on leaving.

As she searched the temple for her frog family, she found each member was more wrapped up in their activities than the last. Sprig was kicking butt at Sepak Takraw, Hop Pop danced his heart out in the Khon Dance theatre, and Polly was telling an entire class jokes and stories in fluent Thai. Anne felt some annoyance at first, but seeing how happy the Plantars were made her soften up pretty quick.

“It is sorta neat to see all three of them connecting to Thai culture like this.” She said to herself as she walked away from the Thai class. “I’ll just update them after- huh?” Anne’s words cut off as she passed by another open door, seeing a familiar flash of purple in the room. She stopped and backtracked to get a better look, finding Caroline in a sparring match with one of the other students.

The young woman was quick, moving at a speed much faster than the other student could keep up with. Anne watched as Caroline dodged a jab, ducking under their arm and landing a hard punch to their ribs. The student recoiled from the blow, allowing the young woman to straighten up and hit them with a mean uppercut. Anne winced at the sound of the impact, watching as the other student actually went flying and fell back first on the mat behind them.

“Yikes.” Anne thought aloud. She didn’t notice how loudly she had spoken, but just as the word left her mouth, Caroline straightened up and turned to face her.

“Anne!” She exclaimed, rushing over to meet her. “Hey, I didn’t see you there.”

“Given how you were kicking that guy’s butt, I can see why.” Anne replied with a joking tone. Caroline’s gaze fell behind her for a moment, a small chuckle escaping her lips.

“Yeah, but Mak can take it.” She replied. “Trust me, I’ve kicked them in the face before. They’ll be alright.” Anne glanced back into the dojo, seeing that Mak was already back on their feet and taking a swig from a water bottle.

“Anyways, what brings you here?” Caroline’s voice drew her attention back, and she turned to meet the woman’s eyes.

“Huh? Oh!” Anne’s tone gained a nervous edge as she realized what had been asked. “I was just passing by, uh…looking for the Plantars! Yep!” Caroline’s smile dropped, her expression showing she was unconvinced.

“Anne,” she started, “you know you’re a horrible liar, right?” Anne’s false smile dropped at her words, quickly being replaced with a scowl.

“Oh, like you’re any better!” She argued. Caroline raised an eyebrow at the teen, straightening herself up slightly.

“Yes, because clearly your parents know that I’m aware who the Plantars really are.” She replied sarcastically, soon switching to a more serious tone. “Now come on, what’s really going on? Is something up?” Anne hesitated as she tried to think of a response, but her train of thought derailed as the rattling of dishes and tupperware reached her ears and she noticed her mom walking up the temple steps. Her eyes widened and she quickly tried to duck behind Caroline, but despite her attempts, Mrs. Boonchuy had already spotted her.

“Anne?” She blurted. Caroline turned around at the voice, a pleasantly surprised look on her face.

“Oh, Mrs. B!” She said. Mrs. Boonchuy glanced at her with an expression that read ‘not the time’ and Caroline quickly shut up and stepped aside.

“You’re supposed to be at the stand.” Mrs. Boonchuy spoke, her attention turning to focus on Anne. The teen felt her body stiffen and her gaze shifted to the side.

“Ohh, why yes.” She managed, a nervous smile on her face. “You see-”

“You were sneaking out to visit your museum friend, weren’t you?” Mrs. Boonchuy interrupted, already calling her daughter’s bluff. Caroline’s eyes widened as she looked over at Anne.

“Wait, Dr. Jan?” She blurted. Anne shot a glare at the young woman, but found her mother was still staring her down and shifted her focus.

“Okay, you got me.” She admitted. Caroline’s expression quickly shifted to one of disappointment while Mrs. Boonchuy pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration.

“I don’t believe this.” She said, looking back up at her daughter. “You really couldn’t wait one hour?” Anne’s expression quickly turned angry and she let out a frustrated groan.

“Look, I already said hi to everyone.” She told her. “Now I have to get to the museum so I can get my inter-dimensional friends home. It’s super important!”

“So is this!” Mrs. Boonchuy retorted. “We owe so much to this community. Why do you think I’m returning all these dishes?”

“I don’t know.” Anne shrugged, still not convinced. “Cause you had a potluck party?”

“No!” Mrs. Boonchuy snapped. “Everyone here cooked us meals and took care of me and dad for all those months you were gone.” The statement made Anne’s eyes widen, and her expression changed to a look of guilt as she dropped her gaze.

“Oh.” She managed. “I…I had no idea. Wow, I feel like a jerk.” Mrs. Boonchuy’s expression softened and she put a hand on her daughter’s shoulder, drawing the teen’s attention back to her.

“They were worried about you.” She told her. “And us. The community ran our stall here and sent us the money. They even extended this kindness to another friend in need.” Mrs. Boonchuy turned her gaze to Caroline, prompting Anne to look at her as well.

“Wait, is that why you’re here?” Anne asked.

“Well, not entirely.” Caroline replied. She paused a moment, taking a breath and letting out a soft sigh.

“The Wu’s left the state a week after you three disappeared.” She explained. “Mr. Wu didn’t want to lose the job offer. I kept searching for any sign of you guys, but when nothing turned up…” her voice trailed off, and Mrs. Boonchuy moved to stand beside her in comfort. Caroline gave her a thankful smile, pausing for another breath before continuing.

“To make a long story short, I went to your parents for help.” She said. “Ended up showing up on a night when people from the temple were in to cook. When they learned about how the disappearance affected me, they suggested I come take Muay Thai classes to help. Been coming here twice a week ever since.” Anne glanced between Caroline and her mother with wide eyes, everything finally sinking in for her.

“That’s…really cool.” She managed at last. Mrs. Boonchuy smiled softly.

“It is pretty cool.” She replied. Before anything else could be said, a cluster of shadows passed above them and caused all three of them to look up. Large dragonfly-like drones swarmed over the temple, and Anne was quick to run under a roofed walkway to avoid them seeing her. Caroline and Mrs. Boonchuy were quick to follow, hearing the confused murmuring of other people around them as they noticed the bugs as well.

“What are those things?” Mrs. Boonchuy asked.

“Drones!” Anne exclaimed. “They must be from the-”

“From the school!” Caroline interrupted, catching both Anne and Mrs. Boonchuy by surprise. Caroline shot a look at Anne, which made her realize that she had almost slipped up.

“Uh, yeah!” Anne played along. “They got them upgraded to, uh, get better photos! It’s probably the blog people wanting more pictures of me.” Mrs. Boonchuy was still confused by the whole ordeal, prompting Anne to take her arm and pull her into a side room in the temple.

“Just tell everyone they have to take cover.” She told her mom. “I’ve got this.”

“Don’t forget me!” Caroline reminded her. The two made brief eye contact, sharing the same look of determination as they vaulted the railing and landed in the main courtyard. As soon as the two were visible, one of the drones shot a blast at them, barely missing Anne and blowing up a bench instead. The sound of the blast was loud enough to catch several people’s attentions, including the Plantars, who quickly ditched their activities to see what was going on.

“We heard a blast!” Sprig exclaimed. “What’s going on?”

“Looks like the robot sent some scouts after us.” Anne replied. “We have to protect the temple and everyone in it.”

“Right!” The Plantars agreed in unison, prepping themselves to fight.

“We’re right behind you!” A voice piped up, and all five looked up to see Mrs. Boonchuy standing by the railing with a few other people. There were several others as well, though they had spread out across the temple to rally more people.

“Mom!” Anne cried. “I told you to tell everyone to take cover!”

“This is our temple and our community.” Mrs. Boonchuy told her. “When one of us is under threat, we all are.”

“Yeah!” An elderly woman shouted, stepping up next to Mrs. Boonchuy and shaking a fist. “Begone, St. James Middle School paparazzi!” A chorus of cheers and shouts accompanied the woman, and soon enough, a group had gathered alongside Anne, Caroline, and the Plantars. The drones remained still for a moment before they suddenly scattered, firing off blasts at whatever they could hit around the temple. Polly was the first to move in retaliation, noticing a megaphone left on one of the market stalls and snatching it.

“Alright, everyone!” She called through it, grabbing a streetlamp for extra height. “CHARGE!” The people were quick to react, grabbing various foods and cooking items to throw at the attacking drones. Hop Pop ran over to join the Khan dancers, and one of them was quick to pick him up and stand him on his arm, allowing the old frog to leap into the air. In one movement, he took his dance mask off and swung, hitting one of the drones clean in the head and sending it crashing to the ground. Caroline was quick to jump the now destroyed bot, wielding a broom like a spear and chasing one of the drones through the marketplace.

“Hey Caroline!” A voice cried, drawing her attention. There, her Muay Thai teacher stood with her actual double-ended spear, which she grinned excitedly at the sight of. Without saying a word, the teacher tossed the spear, and Caroline leapt up to snag it midair. Seizing it with both hands, she landed on a food display, ricocheted off of it and cleanly sliced the drone in half. The pieces hit the ground beside her as she landed, and she twirled her spear with a gleeful grin.

“Whoo! Now that’s more like it!” She cried.

“Heads up!” A voice suddenly shouted, and Caroline ducked as a ball went rocketing over her head. It was quickly followed by one of the Sepak Takraw players, who waved at the young woman as she passed her. The ball ended up being caught by a second player, who volleyed it with his chest and kicked it again. Sprig was the one to intercept it this time, and with a strong head-butt, the ball went flying and smacked right into another drone that had been heading their way.

“It’s good!” One of the players shouted, the other one cheering along with her. Their victory was cut short, however, as a food tray suddenly flew by them both, having been thrown like a frisbee by Anne. She had managed to grab another one in record time, and was quickly smacking down any drones that came near her.

“Sample this!” She shouted, slamming the tray into another drone. Its’ head broke from the impact, causing it to fall limply to the ground at her feet. She didn’t bother to check on it, instead rushing off to find another drone to smash.

“Alright, you evil bot-bugs!” Mr. Boonchuy called, grabbing a tray as well. “Sample this, too!” He threw the tray at one of the drones, but it wound up going over it instead of hitting it. The drone quickly locked its’ eyes on Mr. Boonchuy and dove, ready to blast him to bits.

“Anne’s dad!” Sprig cried in panic. Polly was quick to notice what was going on, getting an idea and jumping from the street lamp.

“Sprig! Kick me!” She yelled. Sprig reeled around just in time to see his sister falling, and not having any better ideas, he leapt up and kicked Polly with all he had. The small pollywog went rocketing at the drone, colliding with it hard enough that her disguise flew off. The bot went careening out of the way and crashed, exploding as it hit the ground. A silence followed shortly after, and Anne and the Plantars soon realized that all the drones had been destroyed. They jumped and cheered in excitement and relief, but it wound up being short-lived as Anne noticed something else.

“Guys!” She exclaimed. “Your disguises! They’ve fallen off!” A second later, the sound of shocked murmuring reached the teen’s ears, and she turned around to see a crowd had gathered and were staring at the Plantars warily.

“Uh, everyone, I-I can explain!” Anne tried, her voice wavering.

“No no no no.” One of her aunts suddenly spoke up, walking over and putting a hand on her shoulder. “No need to know. If they’re your friends…”

“Then they’re our friends, too.” Another woman chimed in.

“No matter how ugly they are.” A third woman added. Small amounts of laughter followed her words, but the Plantars kept stoic expressions.

“Ouch.” Hop Pop said.

“It’s funny, but it still stings.” Sprig added.

“They’re talking about you two.” Polly told them. Despite the comments, Anne kept her gaze on the people, a grateful smile donning her face.

“Wow, thanks you guys.” She said. “I don’t even know what to say.” Caroline soon walked over to the group alongside Mr. and Mrs. Boonchuy, and she had a look of shock on her face.

“Wait,” she spoke up, her tone matching her expression, “so this whole time, you guys have been anthropomorphic frogs?” The Plantars looked at her in confusion, but Mrs. Boonchuy merely folded her arms.

“Alright, spill.” She said. “How long have you known?”

“Since the grocery store.” Caroline blurted. Anne couldn’t help but laugh, but the Plantars were still somewhat confused. Mrs. Boonchuy simply shook her head, but there was a fond smile on her face.

Once all the commotion had settled, everyone quickly focused on cleaning up the mess that the drones had caused. Caroline had insisted on paying to fix any major damages, which led to a small argument, but the young woman ultimately got her way and covered it. Anne had grabbed a broom and started sweeping, and the Plantars assisted by gathering scrap parts from the drones and throwing them out. Mrs. Boonchuy helped alongside them, though she ended up looking over one of the drone heads with curiosity.

“Man, middle school equipment is really advanced these days.” She commented. Anne briefly froze for a moment, but her mother simply tossed the head out without a second thought.

“Well, hour’s up.” She said, turning her gaze to her daughter. “You’re probably itching to get out of here.” Anne hesitated on her words and looked over at the Plantars, who were back to socializing with the people of the temple. The sight of it brought a warmth to her chest, a smile donning her face.

“I…I think I’d like to stay a bit longer.” She replied at last. Mrs. Boonchuy raised an eyebrow, her expression changing to a knowing smile.

“I thought you had more important things to do.” She said, placing her hands on her hips.

“Mom!” Anne exclaimed, laughing slightly. Mrs. Boonchuy raised her arms in mock surrender.

“Just kidding, just kidding.” She said. Shortly after she spoke, however, a car horn beeped and drew both of their attentions to the parking lot. A real truck with the museum’s logo on the side had pulled in, and Dr. Jan was in the driver’s seat with an excited look on her face.

“Dr. Jan?” Anne said in confusion, putting the broom aside. Dr. Jan leaned out the window, her excitement only growing.

“Sorry guys, this couldn’t wait!” She chirped. “It’s just too dang exciting!” Without waiting for a response, she quickly climbed out of the car, and Anne signalled to the Plantars that they were needed. Caroline had overheard the commotion as well, and seeing Dr. Jan, she quickly ran over to join the group. The curator led all five of them over to the shade of a large tree, where she pulled out the pot and a small blacklight to reveal a secret message written in invisible ink. Gasps of shock and awe came from the group, but none of them knew what to say.

“It’s written in some kind of ancient language.” Dr. Jan said. “If only we could read it.”

“Wait.” Anne piped up, pulling a small journal from her pocket. “According to Marcy’s notes, it says ‘seek the mother of olms, she will guide you to your destiny.’” Another chorus of gasps came from the group, but soon after, there was an awkward silence.

“That doing anything for anyone?” Anne asked.

“Not especially.” Sprig replied.

“No siree.” Hop Pop said. Polly merely blew a raspberry in response.

“Say, Anne,” Caroline spoke up, “you said those were Marcy’s notes?” Anne nodded, seeing Caroline’s gaze focus on the book in her hands.

“Do…do you think I could borrow it?” She asked. Anne glanced down at the journal momentarily, a small smile making its’ way onto her face.

“Yeah, I don’t see why not.” She replied, handing the book over. Caroline took it with careful hands, staring at the cover with shining eyes.

“Thanks, kiddo.” She said, turning her gaze to the teen. “I promise I’ll keep it safe. As for the inscription, though, I got nothing. If I had to guess, it might have to do with something in Amphibia.”

“That does make sense.” Dr. Jan agreed. “Well, we’ll just have to mark it as another mystery yet to be solved!”

“Guess so.” Anne replied. “Until then, all we can do is keep trying to find a way back.”

“Yep.” Caroline agreed. “But, before that, I’m gonna grab the last of your mom’s chicken satay!” Without waiting for a response, Caroline ran off, prompting some uproar from the Plantars.

“Hey, I want some!” Sprig exclaimed, running after her.

“Me too!” Polly cried, jumping off of Hop Pop’s head to join the chase.

“Save a piece for me!” Hop Pop called, also running after Caroline. Anne rolled her eyes at their antics, glancing back at Dr. Jan.

“Did you want to come?” She offered.

“Oh, I have to get back to the museum, actually.” She replied. “But thanks for the offer! You kids enjoy your day now, you hear?” She waved goodbye as she headed back to the truck, and Anne returned it while watching her go. After Dr. Jan had left the lot, the teen headed back over to the stand, finding Caroline and the Plantars fighting over the last piece of chicken. She couldn’t help but smile fondly, sitting back and watching the chaos unfold. She knew they had a lot of work ahead of them, but that could wait. For now, time at the temple was more important.

[stylesloveclub]

Hmmm I don’t think she’ll do speak now the song also she’s def gonna do champagne problems I will die if she doesn’t do enchanted so she must also she’ll probably do a rotating acoustic song like she did for rep tour

a lot of ppl are saying no champagne problems but i am fairly confident idk i think she likes the song and she knows we do too :) and totally yes 100% rotating acoustic song is for sure happening . speak now .... hmmmmmm well she needs to do one more song from sepak now so if it isn't Speak now then what song will it be . haunted maybe ? story of us ? maybe mean that would be cute :(

[britam1totoooo]

Cek fakta, video Lucas Vzquez mengaku keturunan Indonesia dan siap dinaturalisasi

Jakarta (ANTARAJACX) – Sebuah unggahan video di Facebook menampilkan video seorang pemain sepak bola yang sedang di lapangan berbicara bahasa asing.

Dalam unggahan tersebut, pemain inti klub sepak bola Real Madrid Lucas Vázquez dinarasikan berasal dari Sulawesi Barat dan siap untuk dinaturalisasi Persatuan Sepak Bola Seluruh Indonesia (PSSI).

Berikut narasi dalam unggahan tersebut:

“Pemain Inti Real Madrid ini Mengaku Memiliki Keturunan Orang TOPOYO dan Siap Untuk di Naturalisasi....!?!?!?”

Namun, benarkah video Lucas Vázquez mengaku keturunan Indonesia dan siap dinaturalisasi?

Penjelasan:

Berdasarkan penelusuran, unggahan video tersebut serupa dengan unggahan akun X resmi Real Madrid pada 25 September 2024. Dalam video tersebut, Vázquez mengucapkan terima kasih kepada fans Madrid atas dukungannya.

Berikut terjemahan dalam bahasa Inggris ucapan Vázquez dalam video tersebut:

“Thank you so much for your support, #Madridistas. It was an important match and a good win and now we get ready for Sunday and the derby. Hala Madrid!”.

Dengan demikian, tidak ada dalam video tersebut menarasikan Vázquez keturunan Indonesia dan siap dinaturalisasi.

[beritalkorea22]

Setelah enam tahun absen dari layar kaca, keluarga Choo Sung Hoon, Yano Shiho, dan putri mereka Choo Sarang siap kembali menghibur pemirsa melalui variety show terbaru ENA, ‘My Child's Private Life’.

 Tidak bisa dipungkiri bahwa nama keluarga Choo tak asing lagi bagi pecinta reality show di Korea Selatan. Choo Sung Hoon, seorang pegulat, bersama istrinya Yano Shiho, seorang model, dan putri mereka yang menggemaskan, Choo Sarang, telah memikat hati banyak orang melalui berbagai penampilan televisi mereka.

Kini, setelah enam tahun absen, mereka akan kembali tampil di acara variety baru, "My Child's Private Life". Rencananya, acara ini akan tayang di ENA setiap Sabtu.

Keluarga ini pertama kali mendapatkan popularitas yang luas dari tahun 2013 hingga 2016 melalui penampilan mereka di acara "The Return of Superman" yang tayang di KBS 2TV. Di acara ini, penggemar disuguhi interaksi hangat dan penuh kasih dari keluarga Choo, serta pesona manis dari Choo Sarang yang masih kecil saat itu. Ia pun dijuluki 'Choovely' karena tampilannya yang lucu dengan poni khasnya dan kepribadiannya yang menawan.

Setelah sukses besar tersebut, tahun 2017 menyaksikan keluarga Choo melakukan perjalanan di Mongolia melalui acara "Choovely Family Outing" yang tayang di SBS. Mereka juga sempat tampil singkat pada tahun 2018 di acara "Same Bed, Different Dreams 2: You Are My Destiny", juga di SBS, dalam episode yang menampilkan pemain sepak bola Jung Dae Se dan istrinya.

Namun, penampilan mereka dalam acara "My Child's Private Life" pada tahun ini akan menjadi kemunculan pertama mereka di layar kaca setelah enam tahun, sehingga sangat dinantikan oleh para penggemar.

Lahir pada 2011, Choo Sarang kini berusia 12 tahun, telah menjalani kehidupan di Jepang dan Hawaii. Penampilannya yang baru-baru ini di acara tvN Story dan variety show tvN tahun 2022 "Follow Me Now", serta program "Boss in the Mirror" pada tahun 2023, telah mengejutkan para penggemar. Sarang yang kini remaja disebut tumbuh dengan cepat dan tanpa diduga sudah beranjak dewasa. Harapan pun tinggi untuk melihat sejauh mana ia telah berkembang sejak saat itu dan bagaimana kehidupannya akan terungkap dalam acara baru ini.

Di sisi lain, "My Child's Private Life" adalah sebuah show variety yang memberikan pemirsa sedetik pandangan ke dalam kehidupan anak-anak saat mereka menghadapi tantangan-tantangan baru. Program ini menunjukkan sisi-sisi dari mereka yang bahkan mungkin belum diketahui oleh orang tua mereka. Acara ini diproduksi oleh tim asli di balik "The Return of Superman", sebuah acara yang telah mendefinisikan era reality TV pengasuhan anak.

Dengan jadwal penayangan perdana pada tanggal 7 September pukul 20:30 KST, "My Child's Private Life" menjanjikan pengalaman yang menghangatkan hati dan penuh kenangan bagi para penggemar keluarga Choo dan bintang-bintang kesayangan lainnya.

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DM: He starts heading into the camp. Do you follow the small goblin child? Marigold: Oh absolutely. Moriarty: Yeah. Marigold: I paid a bag of candy for this. DM: So he will take you through their tents and caravans, there's only a few people in this section of the camp right now 'cause most people are out trading. But you see it's mostly goblins, you actually see one or two kobolds in this section of camp. And sitting on a bunch of crates with much nicer fabric than what's out is this goblin woman, she got a bite taken out of one ear and rest of her ears are pierced with a bunch of different hoops and studs and she's totally adorned in bracelets and... She's one of those people who jingles when they inhale too much. She is adorned in these different baubles and she's like just sitting on these stack of crates and ordering people where to go. Marigold: Oh, you're very beautiful. Gimcrack: Hmm? Marigold: You're very beautiful. Gimcrack: What are you doing here? Moriarty: We're looking to speak with you. Gimcrack: Why? DM: She turns to the twelve year old, she doesn't let you answer and starts clearly chastizing him in Goblin and they kind of throw up their hands like Moriarty (OOC): You did this for candy?! I can't believe you! DM: And so they're going and she shoos him off. Gimcrack: Okay, come. Come here, come speak. You come to the court of Garrish Gimcrack, why? Marigold: Two different reasons actually. Moriarty: Are you familiar with the Kazenk family? Tark (OOC): [in chat] I love her bring her home Gimcrack: Eh... Who's asking? Moriarty: A friend of the Kazenk family. Gimcrack: Hmm... I know a Kazenk. Moriarty: Which one? Gimcrack: Uhh, he's Cosign. Cosign Kazenk. Nathaniel (OOC): Holy shit. *laughs* Moriarty: Really? I know Literate. Gimcrack: Ah! Okay. Moriarty: Literate actually put me up here in her house here for some time before I got on my feet as it were. Gimcrack: Okay. Good. Is friend of goblin then, yes? Moriarty: "Yes." I go to shake her hand, "Moriarty Kilmister" Gimcrack: Garish Gimcrack. Moriarty: Mary, what were you going to bring up? Marigold: I wanted to ask. I was talking with one of the traders and she mentioned that you made the deal for the purple shinies and I was wondering if the ugly dwarf that she mentioned also dealt in different colored shinies. Gimcrack: Eh, just purple. He say he give us purple. Marigold: Do you know what his name was? Gimcrack: No, he wore lots of shinies though. All purple. Marigold: Huh. Gimcrack: Why? Marigold: I was interested in purchasing different colored shinies and I was hoping that he had access. Gimcrack: Only purple. Marigold: That's fair. That was all I wanted to ask, so we should go. Moriarty: I guess so? Gimcrack: This is all? Moriarty: If you happen to see Cosign Gimcrack: Come all this way you want nothing? Moriarty: Sorry? Gimcrack: I said you come all this way and you want nothing? To sepak. Moriarty: Well, I did buy an eye. Gimcrack: Hmm. Marigold: I bought many things. Gimcrack: Is good, nothing to buy here. Unless you make deal with us, yes? Do you have shinies you trade? Moriarty: I have an eye. Gimcrack: We have eye. -some laughing- Marigold: She's got you there. Nathaniel (OOC): Swan, I love the goblins. DM: Thank you.

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Traditional Sports Games: A Deep Dive into the Timeless Games Passed Down Through Generations

Traditional sports games are more than just pastimes; they are living connections to our cultural heritage, embodying the values, skills, and stories of societies across the globe. Passed down through generations, these traditional sports and games have withstood the test of time, evolving alongside communities while retaining their core essence. In this deep dive, we explore the significance of traditional sports games, examining their origins, cultural importance, and the ways in which they continue to shape our world today.

The Significance of Traditional Sports

Cultural Heritage: Traditional sports are deeply rooted in the history and traditions of various cultures. They frequently serve as a reflection of the norms, values, and lifestyle of a given community. For example, wrestling, one of the oldest traditional sports in the world, has been practiced for thousands of years across various cultures, from ancient Greece to the Indian subcontinent. These traditional sports and games were not merely for entertainment; they were integral to the social fabric, serving as a means of preparing young men for war, celebrating harvests, or honoring deities.

Physical and Mental Benefits: Engaging in traditional sports provides numerous physical and mental benefits. They can improve strength, endurance, coordination, and agility while also fostering teamwork, problem-solving skills, and sportsmanship. Traditional sports games often emphasize the development of these skills, which are essential not only for the game itself but also for everyday life. For instance, the fast-paced contact sport of Kabaddi requires agility, quick thinking, and strategic planning, making it both physically challenging and mentally stimulating.

Community Building: One of the most enduring aspects of traditional sports games is their ability to bring communities together. These games are often played during festivals or special occasions, fostering a sense of unity and belonging. Take, for instance, Kabaddi in South Asia or Sepak Takraw in Southeast Asia—both of which are more than just sports; they are cultural phenomena that reflect the values and collective identity of their communities. Traditional sports and games often emphasize teamwork, respect, and honor, teaching participants important life lessons that go beyond the playing field.

Popular Traditional Sports Games

Kabaddi (India): This fast-paced contact sport involves raiding the opposing team's court to tag players while avoiding being tackled. It is a strategic, strength, and agility game that is ingrained in Indian culture.

Gilli Danda (India and Pakistan): A bat-and-ball game where players strike a wooden stick (danda) with another stick (gilli) in various ways. This game, enjoyed by children and adults alike, has been a staple in rural areas for generations.

Sepak Takraw (Southeast Asia): A net sport played with the feet rather than the hands that is comparable to volleyball. This acrobatic and high-energy game is popular in countries like Thailand, Malaysia, and Indonesia.

Bullfighting (Spain): A controversial tradition involving a bull and a matador in a dramatic display of skill and courage. Despite the ethical debates surrounding it, bullfighting remains a significant part of Spanish culture.

Traditional Archery (Various Cultures): Archery has been practiced for centuries and continues to be a popular sport in many parts of the world. It was historically used for hunting and warfare and is now celebrated in various cultural festivals.

The Evolution and Enduring Appeal of Traditional Sports Games

While traditional sports games have ancient origins, they are not static. These traditional sports and games have evolved over time, adapting to changing societal norms, technologies, and global influences. Some traditional games have been modernized to suit contemporary tastes, while others have remained largely unchanged, preserving their original form and rules. The globalization of culture has also led to the spread of these games beyond their regions of origin, introducing them to new audiences and ensuring their continued relevance.

The enduring appeal of traditional sports lies in their ability to connect us to our past, provide a sense of belonging, and offer a unique and enriching experience. As we navigate the complexities of the modern world, these traditional sports games serve as a reminder of the importance of preserving our cultural heritage and engaging in activities that promote physical and mental well-being. With increased awareness and appreciation, traditional sports games are being celebrated not just as cultural artifacts, but as dynamic, living traditions that continue to evolve.

Conclusion

Traditional sports games are timeless treasures that offer us a glimpse into the past while continuing to shape our present and future. By delving into these traditional sports, we not only appreciate their historical significance but also understand the universal values they represent. As we celebrate and preserve these traditional sports and games, we ensure that they remain a vital part of our cultural landscape for generations to come.

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Mike Ikoku Reveals Why Gov. Uzodinma is bitter towards him

Following the recent demolition of his facilities, The Chairman of All Season Hotel, Owerri, Imo State, Mike Ikoku, sepaks out on why the state government is after his business in Owerri, Imo State. There were reports on social media that your hotel was partially demolished by the Imo State Government. Could you tell us what happened? My experience with the government of Imo State started sometime in 2021. When this government came into power, as an investor in the state for over 30 years, I have been supported by all governments that have come into Imo State. I diversified from confectionary to hospitality, in the year 2003 because I opened All Season on January 14, 2003, which is exactly 20 years today. All the successive governments had always supported my business because I came in and changed the face of tourism in the South-East and people started coming back home to invest. Most people now discovered that the South-East is a potential ground for tourism and I made it possible. So every government that has come supported me to make sure that the state reaps the benefit of tourism. Being the pioneer, they have centred the development of tourism around me because I put my experience in the development of tourism in the state. I started my first business in Imo State in 1993. I came in 1993 to set up the biggest confectionary factory in the South -East. At the time, we were producing over 100 bags of flour daily which we distributed within the eastern states. The factory was in a town called Umukahi Orji. The factory is still there but the management changed. When I diversified, I handed it over to my immediate younger brother and they are still producing today. That is to tell you that I am not a new person in Imo. When I came in as a young man, most of the people pursuing me were still in secondary schools but I took my time to build my business because I was from a very poor home. My father was a teacher and my mother a petty trader. My father lost his printing press during the civil war in Port Harcourt that was when he advised me to set up my business in my hometown to avoid what happened to him. I was about 23 to 25 years old when I started a business. How did you go into hospitality? It is a great question. During the military regime of Colonel Zubairu Tanko or so, there was an uprising in Owerri called the Otokoto uprising which rendered the town impotent. Many people left Imo and businesses in Imo died. So when Governor Achike Udenwa came into power, he came to Lagos to solicit support from Imo entrepreneurs for them to come back home and invest because there was no economic activity in Imo and the business environment was dead. I listened to him and that was how I decided to come back home and invest. At the conference, I met him and told him about my interest in tourism and hospitality. He said that I am smart enough to understand that Imo is a hub of South-East and that tourism is going to thrive there. So I requested that the government support me with the enabling environment and infrastructure to invest. The governor then promised me land. I called him a week later and met him. He asked me to make a choice of location and upon inquiry and feasibility study, I settled for the new Owerri which was a farm land with only Concord hotel existing in that place. When I noticed that that place would be a good area for my business, I, then, informed the governor that I had seen a place that he could give me. He approved my application one month after and that is where All Seasons is still today. It took me two years to do construction until I opened the hotel in 2003. From then on, I changed the face of hospitality and tourism. It was a very big success. Ikedi Ohakim came in after Achike left and toed the line of Achike Ndenwa and gave me all the support that I needed so that tourism was booming. Ikedi made me the chairman of the Imo State Tourism Corporation throughout his tenure. When Governor Ikedi visited the business premises and saw the number of cars that plied the road, he supported me by dualizing the road to ease traffic. Also, there was a land close to my business that was initially allocated to the Bank of Commerce and Industry in 1982 and 2007 but was not developed. When Ikedihoha saw that I needed to expand my business further, he asked me to apply for the land. The governor then revoked the land because of my application and the Bank of Industry was notified of the revocation. The land was then allocated to All Season with an offer letter. That area is the only commercial district in the environment. After we fulfilled all the necessary conditions, the government issued us a Certificate of Occupancy and we were asked to put up a structure worth N20m but what we had there was about N1.2bn. So, I have the legal right and position on land and we pay all our dues when due. I wonder why they have to disturb my business When Governor Hope Uzodinma emerged, I started supporting him because I wanted peace for the land and my business also requires peace to prosper. We were enthusiastic that Hope knew what he was coming to do. I even floated an organization called Hopism-where governance meets the people which I single-handedly funded. Because the Governor was battling with legitimacy issues when he started, the people were aggrieved so I used that organization to reach out to the less privileged in the state and those who were not happy. At a time I started seeing the handwriting on the wall. I stand with the people. When the governor’s style of government was becoming foreign to the Imo people they started complaining. I approached him to look into the complaints; because the people were not getting the desired infrastructure and good governance. When it became obvious that the government had derailed from what I was thinking, I worked away from the government and started advocating for good governance and peace in the state. I joined the people and started searching for good governance. I have two of the most listened-to radio stations in Imo State. Box FM and Busy body FM. One of the stations, Busy Body FM was set up to protect the Igbo language from extinction. I was shocked that this was the first time that a government would be coming after me since I started business in Imo State. Was there any prior notice before the demolition? They just gave seven days’ notice and came there with caterpillars to destroy the place. That time was when I was appointed chairman of the campaign council of the PDP governorship candidate. The reply the state had when I was announced as PDP campaign chairman was pulling down my fence to intimidate me. When I was informed about the demolition, I drove to the hotel and was amazed to see crowds mix of the Nigerian Army, Civil Defense, Police, and thugs. I told my staff to allow the destroyers to do whatever they came to do but no one should engage them in a fight to avoid loss of life. The moment I drove off from the premises, they started the demolition. The construction of the place cost me over N400m and they destroyed everything. They beat up my staff with iron including women. Two weeks before the election, my staff called me that the same people visited the place and asked us to pull down the place within 28 days. They made it the property of the Bank of Industry. We went to court and filed the case showing all the documents of the land. We also approached the court for an injunction to prevent them from destroying the place within 28 days. But on December 1, they went to that section of my business to destroy the place; that is part of my business that is most profitable. Is it in any way politically motivated? No, it is not. It is the governor who will answer that because he used to be a very good friend. If I am a bad man today, was I a bad man when I supported him? Just a few years ago I was the one who set up an organization to ease up the rejection of the people towards him when he was battling with legitimacy issues. Was I a bad man then? I walked away when I saw that my vision and that of the people of Imo State were not what the governor had. It is not a crime to walk away because we are not in a one-party system. The state government revenue agencies came to two of my business outlets the Havana Cinema and Mimi Entertainment Centre shortly after the COVID-19 and ENDSARS protest, in 2021, and they gave us a tax bill of N130m to pay consumption tax. That was the first time we were hearing about consumption tax in Imo State. We were used to Value Added Tax. Before I could act, they came and closed down the place. As if it was not enough, I opened my cinema, Havana Cinema in August 2021 and started commercial operations in December 2021. They came and gave me a consumption tax of N35m to pay from January to December 2021 when the cinema had not started business activities. I complained about the lockdown that affected our business and they insisted I must pay so I headed to court. Despite the court case, the government came to my business premises without a court bailiff to arrest my staff and seal off the business. They locked up my staff and they had to pay money to get bailed. I told my staff that the case of fundamental human rights is still in court. I am also challenging them for double taxation because we cannot pay VAT and consumption tax. Sometime in August this year, because of the inflow of customers and to protect my customers’ vehicles from car hackers and thieves, I wrote a letter to the government to lease the green verge, an open space for me to develop and fence with wire mesh. We wrote the government and we secured approval to lease the Green Verge for 40 years and approval to build wire mesh to fence the place. We have the entire document; we paid all the government levies. We lease from both the Ministry of Land and ENTRACO. What they are doing to me is total witch-hunting and not government policies. There was another green verge in front of Mimi place where criminals and prostitutes operate, they gave me a condition to fence and beautify the place too, and maintain it on behalf of the government which I consented to. I reached out to the owner of Everyday Supermarket to make his contribution because the place was close to his supermarket. He agreed and we both joined hands and built the place for N21m. Aside from speaking to the press, have you raised this concern elsewhere? Yes. I have taken the matter to court. The only thing I can do is cry out to the media and the court. What are your concerns right now? My concerns now are not about me. It is about other smaller business enterprises in the state that are facing the same hostile situation. As I speak to you, businesses in Imo are not making a profit because of insecurity in the state. Businesses in the state are petty businesses so we depend on the inflow of people just like Lasvegas that depend on gambling, Owerri depends on hotels and entertainment but you can only go for entertainment, hospitality, and tourism where there is peace. Within the last three years, I have never made a profit in any of those businesses and the one that broke our heart is the increase in the prices of diesel and petrol which has made it more difficult for us to operate. I believe I will make more profit by closing the place but I cannot because of the people who are working for me there; at least there was a time when they were making profit for me so I cannot throw them out now. I have businesses in Lagos and the government in Lagos is not hostile to me. I make money in Lagos State and invest in Imo yet the government wants me to close the business down, that is witch-hunting. If Mike Ikoku who is a top-rated investor and a stakeholder in the state is being maltreated that means the small-scale businesses are all dead. I am not speaking for myself; I am speaking for the small businesses. Original interview from PUNCH Read the full article

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CELEBRATING LITTLE SUCCESSES

Who am I?

                 Im R-jay S Requierme the son of Anna may and  Renato and the third of the four siblings. I'm 16 years old, born on April 29,2006 in Bohol, Philippines, but now I live in District 8,Cuyapo, Nueva Ecija and am studying in Saint Pius X Institute of Cupayo as a Grade 11 student. I'm not good in academic, but I have a fine grades because I always strive hard to get a hight grades which is true but not in all subjects. I would describe myself as clingy like a cat and a person who can be your shoulder to cry. I can also describe myself as a grassland, simple and natural like me. Besides that natural is good for eyes too. Grassland also can be explained as freedom. I like to be free and don't be manipulated by anything. I like playing Sepak Takraw because when I was in elementary, Sepak was one of my favourite sports and also I love playing mobile games and watching anime because it makes myself comfortable. I also love arts and drawing anime characters because it makes me proud of myself seeing that I can draw beautiful art even though I don't have originality in it. I've also joined the Knights Of the Altar (KOA) because I want to serve God and I want to be faithful to him. I need his guidance in everything I'll do, to avoid mistakes that can make myself regret it in the end. I can't really identify my whole self on who really am I because there is so many things that I need to discover in myself. For now, I'm just a student, doing well and willing to be successful.

How are you?

                       Answering a question like this seriously is difficult. Some things in life we take for granted. Most of the time it's not intentional. So many things in our lives can be lost in a matter of time. A lot of things happen to us in our lives that it's hard to see the things changing right in front of our eyes. Family is something that I hold very close to my heart and my biggest fear is losing someone I know and love. Unfortunately, I had to deal with that fear my sophomore year of high school (Grade 10) when my great grandma passed away. Family had a big influence on how am I today, they are the source of my energy, my number 1 inspiration, and good thoughts Ben my guiding principles in life. My weakness is English, to be truth, I hate English because it's for me specifically in speaking because I'm a Bisaya so my pronunciation sometimes is different. My strengths are being with someone that I know they won't let me get behind and that's my friends. They are my strength, especially in school. They help me to improve myself. Because of that weakness and strength, I realise that there is people who are willing to help me, so all I need to do is to help myself to overcome my weakness. Now I'm trying to be good at English,I'm playing games that will help me to improve my English vocabulary.

From deep within, there's a voice

Walk this way, a daily choice

On one's own it can't be done

Look to light the battle's won

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Minnesota's Hmong International Freedom Festival

According to the Minnesota Historical Society, the Hmong people are a distinct ethnic group with origins from ancient China which spread to the countries of Laos, Thailand, and Vietnam. They came to the United States as refugees in the 1970's due to war upended their homelands. Minnesota is now home to over 66,000 Hmong people and the Twin Cities has the largest Hmong community in the United States. Because the Twin Cities is the epicenter of Hmong culture, St. Paul hosts the Hmong International Freedom Festival annually.

This year will mark the 41st anniversary of the International Freedom Festival that will be held from July 2nd-3rd.  According to Six Things to Know About the Hmong International Freedom Festival | Visit Saint Paul, this event is regarded like the Olympics of the Hmong community and it has seen crowds of up to 57,000 people (2022). It will be held at Como Park’s McMurray Field and it will host competitions in sepak takraw, soccer, volleyball, flag football, corn hole, and tuj lub. Out of those sports, most are familiar to me but two stand out to the western American eye. By doing this assignement and deep diving, I have learend more about sepak takraw and tuj lub.

Sepak takraw is a combination of volleyball and badminton but instead of using hands or rackets, the players use their feet to kick the ball over the net.

Tuj lub is 5,000 year game that consists of two teams trying to knock down the other teams spinning tops. Minnesota is one of the few states in the US to have professional Tuj Lub courts and competitions.

Besides sports there is also a collection of shops, music, and dancing at the festival. Next month I will be moving a few minutes drive from Como and the idea of being able to witness the spirit, pride, and talent at this festival makes me happy to know that it is an option. I have always been a little prideful of the place where I grew up and called home and this festival is one example of why I am so happy to move back to the Twin Cities. Being able to host an event that has the purpose to connect with the Hmong people and non-Hmong people to showcase the Hmong culture that has been continued for thousands of years is a true celebration. From the history of being refugees in Minnesota to avoid persecution and war, to continued oppression in the racist white majority society, the Hmong International Freedom Festival allows for true freedom and joy for the 2 days of the celebration of culture identity.

References:

Cheng, M. (2022, November 25). A traditional Hmong sport is putting down roots in the U.S. NPR. https://www.npr.org/2022/11/25/1139232698/a-traditional-hmong-sport-is-putting-down-roots-in-the-u-s

Macfarlane, A. (2022, August 9). Sepak Takraw: The Origins, History, Rules, And Equipment. History of Soccer. https://historyofsoccer.info/sepak-takraw

Hmong in Minnesota. (n.d.). Minnesota Historical Society. https://www.mnhs.org/hmong#:~:text=The%20Hmong%20%E2%80%94%20a%20distinct%20ethnic,concentration%20of%20Hmong%20in%20America.

Discover Saint Paul’s Hmong History | Visit Saint Paul. (2022, September 29). Visit Saint Paul. https://www.visitsaintpaul.com/blog/hmong-history-and-saint-paul/

Six Things to Know About the Hmong International Freedom Festival | Visit Saint Paul. (2022b, September 28). Visit Saint Paul. https://www.visitsaintpaul.com/blog/six-things-to-know-about-the-hmong-international-freedom-festival