#Tahlia

[keeperesque]

good night

[casey-nova-12]

Last post I claimed that Noel’s Lament was my favorite. But I lied, Thalia is my favorite of the soundtrack. It’s just so sincere and sweet!

Constance also looks adorable :)

[zonerz]

idk what the etiquette for this genre of post is but ermmmm teehee 🫶💖 more oc shitposts since im stuck unable to do much else <3

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[polistini]

theyre so normal

[justanimalsofficial]

Tahlia Rubino fanart by Azuretheelectroshark

The very first piece of fanart for "Just Animals"!  Art by Azure the Electroshark. 

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[buninabottle]

Tahlia

"No...Let them speak. After all, it may be their last time doing so."

Tahlia & Corsyca

[a2zsportsnews]

Tahlia fifty gives Australia women A 7-wicket win over India women A in 3rd T20, hosts sweep series 3-0

Tahlia McGrath was the lead cast with an unbeaten fifty as Australia Women ‘A’ team defeated India by seven wickets in the third and final T20 to complete a series sweep here on Sunday. Australia had won the first two matches by five runs and eight wickets respectively. India ‘A ‘will now play three one-dayers before facing the hosts in a one-off unofficial ‘Test’ from August 22. Chasing a modest…

[seducedbysin]

Tahlia Paris

[keeperesque]

thoughts thatve been living rent free in my head for a week

[jade4956]

“I just lost Lucy the World Cup”

The 2023 Women’s World Cup Final: England vs. Spain

85:12 on the clock.

England were running out of time.

Spain had taken an early lead in the first half, and despite England’s relentless pressure, the score remained 1-0. The Lionesses had thrown everything at them, attacks down the flanks, long-range efforts, set pieces, but Spain’s defense refused to break.

And now, with less than five minutes of normal time left, the world was watching as England desperately searched for an equalizer.

Tahlia Bliss could barely hear herself think over the roar of the crowd.

Her lungs burned, her legs felt like lead, but she couldn’t stop now. Not when they were this close. Not when Lucy Bronze—one of the greatest players England had ever seen—was still out there, still fighting, still chasing the trophy she had dreamed about her entire career.

And then, in a flash, the moment came.

Lauren Hemp had the ball on the right flank, driving forward with pure determination. She cut inside, slipping a pass into the box. Alessia Russo let it run, a brilliant dummy that fooled the Spanish defence.

And suddenly, Tahlia was there.

Inside the box.

Completely unmarked.

Her body reacted before her mind could catch up. She took a touch, set herself, and then struck the ball with everything she had.

Time slowed.

The Spanish goalkeeper dived the wrong way.

The ball sailed past her fingertips only to crash against the top right corner of the goalpost.

Tahlia watched, horrified, as the ball bounced away from the net instead of in.

Gasps filled the stadium.

The commentators were stunned.

Tahlia held her knees in disbelief and her head stayed down.

“That was the moment.” The commentator’s voice was almost breathless. “That was the equalizer—if it had been a fraction lower, England would be level. But instead, the post denies them. Unbelievable.”

She barely registered the Spanish defense scrambling to clear the ball.

Barely noticed the way Lucy Bronze had turned around, hands on her head in disbelief.

Barely heard the cries of frustration from her teammates.

Because all she could focus on was the reality settling in her chest like a boulder—

She had just missed England’s best chance to save the World Cup.

England didn’t stop fighting.

They kept pushing, desperate to break through, desperate to find one last opportunity.

87 minutes.

88 minutes.

Spain packed their defense, forcing England to take rushed shots from distance. None of them came close.

90 minutes.

The fourth official lifted the board: 6 minutes of stoppage time.

There was still a chance.

Tahlia forced herself to push past the exhaustion, tried to block out the noise, the pressure, the missed shot still replaying in her mind like a cruel joke.

91 minutes.

Lauren James won a corner. The entire stadium held its breath as the ball swung into the box, only for Spain’s keeper to punch it away.

93 minutes.

A counterattack from Spain. England’s defense barely managed to scramble it clear.

95 minutes.

One last attack.

Tahlia sprinted into the box, waiting for the cross,

But it never came.

The ball was intercepted.

Cleared.

And then—

The final whistle blew.

Spain were World Champions.

Tahlia froze.

Around her, the Spanish players collapsed in joy. Some fell to the ground, others sprinted to their teammates in celebration. The roar of their fans was deafening.

And England?

Devastated.

Lucy Bronze dropped to her knees. Rachel Daly covered her face with her hands. Keira Walsh stood motionless, staring blankly at the field.

Tahlia’s vision blurred.

Her breath hitched—

And suddenly, the weight of everything crashed down on her.

Tahlia broke.

Tears spilled down her face before she could stop them. She tried to breathe, tried to hold it together, but she couldn’t.

She had let Lucy down.

She had let England down.

She barely noticed the Spanish players coming over, offering their condolences. A few of them gave her reassuring pats on the back, whispering words of comfort in Spanish, but she barely heard them.

Her body shook with sobs.

And then—

Lotte Wubben-Moy was there.

She didn’t say anything at first. Just knelt down next to Tahlia, pulling her into a hug.

Tahlia tried to speak, tried to say something, but the words wouldn’t come out properly.

Lotte just held her, letting her cry into her shoulder.

And then, one of the cameras nearby accidentally picked up her voice.

Through her tears, through the overwhelming grief, Tahlia choked out,

“I just lost Lucy the World Cup.”

The world stopped.

The commentators fell silent.

The words echoed across the broadcast, and suddenly, it wasn’t just Tahlia’s heartbreak, it was everyone’s heartbreak.

Fans around the world felt it.

Lucy Bronze, who was still on her knees nearby, heard it too.

And without hesitation, she was by Tahlia’s side.

Lucy didn’t care about her own devastation. She didn’t care about the cameras, or the fact that Spain were celebrating just meters away.

All she cared about was the young player in front of her, the one who had given everything for this tournament, the one who was now blaming herself for something that wasn’t her fault.

She crouched down, resting a hand on Tahlia’s back.

“No.” Her voice was firm, but gentle. “You didn’t lose me the World Cup. We win together, we lose together. Don’t you ever put that on yourself.”

Tahlia just sobbed harder.

And Lucy pulled her into a hug.

The world saw it all.

The way Tahlia completely shattered.

The way Lotte refused to leave her side and staying in close with other players.

The way England, despite their heartbreak, still held onto each other.

And as the Spanish players lifted the trophy, as England gathered for their silver medals, there was one image that stood out more than anything else.

Not the celebrations.

Not the trophy lift.

But Tahlia Bliss, still crying in Lotte’s arms, with Lucy Bronze bent down on her knees.

Because everyone knew how much Lucy had wanted this.

And everyone knew, Tahlia had wanted to win it for her even more.

[innerduckgladiator]

Tahlia Paris

[divinebeautyrevealed2]

[daddyhausen]

HIS LITTLE WAVE I AM DECEASED

[buninabottle]

Tahlia & Corsyca

"'Til death and crows come eat my bones my blade shall never falter."

[a2zsportsnews]

Tahlia McGrath fifty gives Australia A Women seven-wicket win over India A Women in 3rd T20, hosts sweep series 3-0

Tahlia McGrath was the lead cast with an unbeaten fifty as the Australia Women ‘A’ team defeated India by seven wickets in the third and final T20 to complete a series sweep here on Sunday. Australia had won the first two matches by five runs and eight wickets respectively. India ‘A ‘will now play three one-dayers before facing the hosts in a one-off unofficial ‘Test’ from August 22. Chasing a…

[seducedbysin]

Tahlia Paris