#adidas transformation

[tf-kinky]

The faint hum of Ninja’s streaming setup filled the air, a symphony of RGB lights and cooling fans casting an eerie glow across his room. It was late—too late for his usual audience—but this wasn’t a typical night. His chat buzzed with the usual fervor, though tonight, their hero wasn’t clutching a Victory Royale. He was clutching something far darker: a secret he’d kept buried behind his trademark grin.

Ninja leaned back in his chair, his fingers drumming against the desk as he stared at his phone. The app glowed on the screen, its icon a swirling vortex of black and purple. He’d stumbled across it weeks ago on some sketchy deep-web forum—a transformation tool, they called it. No one believed it was real, just another troll thread. But Ninja had tested it. A stray sock had become a mouse. A water bottle had morphed into a flickering candle. Small stuff. Harmless. Until tonight.

“Clix has been talking smack again,” Ninja muttered to himself, his voice low, almost drowned by the whir of his PC. The kid had been relentless—dissing Ninja’s skills, his age, his relevance. It wasn’t just banter anymore. It was personal. And Ninja had a plan to shut him up for good.

He tapped the app, its interface cold and minimalistic. A single input field appeared: Target. Ninja grinned, typing “Clix” with a deliberate slowness, savoring the moment. A second field popped up: Form. His fingers hesitated, then danced across the screen: Adidas Samba OG White Sneakers. Clean. Classic. Permanent.

The app pulsed once, twice, then a prompt appeared: Enhancements? Ninja’s grin widened. He wanted Clix to feel this. He typed: Heightened senses—extreme sensitivity. Full awareness. A final tap, and the screen flashed red. Somewhere, miles away, Clix’s world was about to unravel.

Clix had been mid-stream, trash-talking his chat with that cocky smirk plastered across his face, when it hit. A jolt—like electricity surging through his spine. His vision blurred, his limbs locked up, and a scream caught in his throat as the room warped around him. His body folded inward, shrinking, twisting, reshaping. Skin hardened into leather. Bones melted into rubber soles. His senses didn’t fade—they sharpened, excruciatingly so. The faint hum of his monitor became a deafening roar. The stale air of his gaming den stung like acid. And then—nothing. Darkness. Stillness. But he was awake. Aware.

He couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, but he could feel. Every fiber of his being screamed in silent horror as he realized what he’d become: a pair of pristine white Adidas Sambas, laces neatly tied, sitting in a sleek black box. The smell hit him next—packaging foam, faint rubber, and something distant, musky. Feet. Oh God, no. Clix’s mind recoiled. He’d always hated feet—sweaty, grimy, repulsive things. The thought alone made him gag, back when he could gag. Now, it was worse. He could sense everything.

A delivery drone dropped the box at Ninja’s doorstep within hours. No questions asked. The app had its ways.

Ninja peeled open the package, his eyes glinting as he lifted the sneakers out. “Well, well, Clix. Look at you now.” His voice was a mocking purr. He turned them over in his hands, admiring the craftsmanship. They were perfect—crisp white leather, black stripes, a faint sheen under the studio lights. He could almost feel the rage radiating off them. Good.

“Chat, check these out,” he said, holding them up to the camera. “Fresh kicks for the stream. Limited edition.” The comments exploded—Dope shoes, Ninja! Where’d you get those? He chuckled, slipping them onto his feet. The moment his socks brushed against the insole, Clix’s silent scream echoed in his own mind. Ninja’s feet—warm, slightly damp from hours in his gaming chair—pressed down, and Clix’s heightened senses erupted. Every crease of skin, every bead of sweat, every shift of weight was unbearable. He wanted to shrivel up, to die, but he couldn’t. He was trapped, forced to endure the stench, the pressure, the feet.

Ninja flexed his toes, smirking as he stood. “Comfy as hell. Might keep these on permanently.” He paced the room, each step a fresh torment for Clix. The kid’s disgust fueled Ninja’s glee—he could almost imagine Clix’s voice, whining about how gross it was. “Should’ve kept your mouth shut, man,” Ninja whispered under his breath, too quiet for the mic to catch.

Days turned into weeks. Ninja wore the Sambas everywhere—streams, workouts, even casual strolls outside. Clix’s awareness never dulled. The dirt from the pavement, the sweat from long gaming sessions, the occasional spill of energy drink soaking into the fabric—it was a nightmare without end. His hatred for feet, once just a quirky gripe, became his eternal prison. And Ninja? He never took them off. Why would he? They were his trophy, his silent victory.

One night, mid-stream, Ninja leaned down, brushing a speck of dust off the toe. “Still holding up,” he said to no one in particular. “Guess you’re built to last, huh, Clix?” The chat laughed, oblivious. But deep within the sneakers, a consciousness raged, helpless, drowning in the repulsive reality of its new existence. And Ninja kept winning.

Months dragged on, and the once-pristine Adidas Sambas began to fray. The white leather yellowed, the soles thinned, and a faint stench clung to them despite Ninja’s relentless wear. Clix’s heightened senses had cataloged every degrading moment—the scuffs, the sweat, the slow unraveling of his prison. Ninja barely noticed at first, too caught up in his streams, but one night, mid-rant, he glanced down and grimaced.

“These kicks are trashed,” he muttered, peeling them off with a flick of disgust. The chat spammed RIP shoes, oblivious to the weight of his words. He stood, holding the worn-out Sambas by the laces, their tattered form dangling like a defeated foe. “Time to retire you,” he said with a smirk, striding to the kitchen.

Clix’s mind raced—relief, dread, fury—as Ninja swung open the trash bin. The sneakers hit the pile with a dull thud, sinking into a mess of soda cans and takeout wrappers. The lid slammed shut, plunging Clix into darkness. The rancid stench of garbage replaced the torment of feet, but the reprieve was fleeting. His senses, still razor-sharp, drowned in the rot. Ninja walked away, already scrolling for a new pair, while Clix lay buried, abandoned, his silent screams lost to the heap—forever aware, forever trapped.

[findingambrose49]

chavformation bruv, innit!

[bird-brain-draws]

More Lockjaw art

[freshthoughts2020]

[octuscle]

I'm totally into the adidas Chile tracksuits. That's what inspired me to write this story. Let's see if more will be interested if you put a Chile hashtag….

Shiny fabric

As much as Mack enjoyed living in the countryside in Scotland, he also enjoyed the occasional trip to London. He loved the metropolis, which was yet another category entirely different from Glasgow. And Mack loved the East End. Here he found honest lads, real fellas, with whom one could have all kinds of fun. Fun of all kinds. Actually, it was usually enough for Mack if there were a few beers and if there was fucking afterwards. That was all he needed on a good night out in London. But tonight he was excited. He'd passed a store last night on the way to his hotel room that had Adidas Chile tracksuits in his size in the window. In XXL. Black with gold stripes. He had been looking for it for years. Just wasn't available in that size anymore. He had never understood why Adidas no longer produced it. He knew a whole bunch of fellas who got off on the shiny fabric. He wouldn't necessarily wear something like that in public. But at home. Jerking off in the fabric. He had gotten a boner right away at the thought.

The store was called CHAVTF and it opened at 11:00 on Saturday. At 10:50, Mack was at the door. He didn't want to take any chances, he had to have the tracksuit. At 11:15, a young man came and opened the door. Slim, he wore a tracksuit himself and an alpha jacket over it. Hair noticeably shorter than Mack's. Cool bastard, Mack thought to himself… The cool bastard asked Mack into the store, turned on the lights and asked how he could help. As cool as he could be, Mack asked for the suit from the store window. In XXL. The store clerk laughed. Mate, the only thing XXL about you is your dick. There are changing rooms in the back, get undressed, I'll bring you the tracksuit. Without thinking, Mack went into the locker room and stripped naked. Between his legs dangled his impressive cock, dripping precum. He looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction. The young man came into the cubicle, the curtain of which was not drawn at all. He placed the suit on a stool, hugged Mack from behind, and grasped the massive cock with both hands. "To try on the suit, though, please wrap that beauty up," he laughed. Mack picked up the jockstrap from the floor and pulled it over his wiry, hairy legs. The jockstrap still reeked of last night's piss, cum and beer. He took the shiny size S pants and pulled them up. Fit like a glove. The store clerk cleared out a new shipment of goods and stopped briefly at the changing room. Looks extremely awesome, mate. Your customers are going to love it."

Mack reached through the fabric of his pants for his cock. "Hell, yeah," he said enthusiastically. "Here, try this T-shirt with it," the store clerk said, tossing him a compression shirt with Batman printed on it. Mack slipped it on and nodded his approval. Looked cool, accentuated his lean body. "Say, how much do you actually take for a date?" Mack said that depended on the customer, a quick blowjob here in the locker room would be free. But otherwise, he would be a luxury product. Only for an escort service he took 200 pounds an hour. Everything else cost extra. "Bloody hell," the clerk replied. 'I work two days for that. When things are going well. But don't your customers expect someone freshly showered? You smell like you haven't showered in two days." "Three, actually. I'm about to have a pervert jerk off while he gets to smell my armpits. Gives you some extra cash." "I really have the wrong job. Is the Arab accent a trick? Or are you really from there." Maleek explained in the finest Cockney accent that his parents were from Morocco, but he was born here. Of course, the Arab accent is a trick. But his clients would dig it.

Maleek paid for the three tracksuits that were still available in his size. He knew how dates with his next client went. If his tracksuit survived, his client would ask him to piss in it and then pay him easily five times what he had to pay now for three suits. So two suits on reserve was a wise investment. And just because he was a whore, he didn't have to be a bad businessman. But now let's go to the agreed meeting place and play the street hustler. That was part of the game with his client.

[coachs-kit-bag]

I love your advice about dressing in the right gear to get oneself in the mindset to transform into a jock this year.

Any suggestions on a ‘starter pack’ of things that one might need to go down that path?

With your ambition to transform yourself this year, you may have gotten a boost from this recent post on the same topic. Creating a starter pack is an intriguing thought exercise as there are many different routes that one could go down. Happy to help!

1. Jockstrap

I have mentioned on this blog several times that committing to wearing a good jockstrap as daily wear is one of the strongest adaptations an aspiring jock can make. Classic styles (such as the original Bike brand) or increasingly the black Nike model are widely available and good to experiment with.

2. Sports Socks

Secondly, and easily overlooked by many, choosing the right pairs of Socks will keep you grounded in your path. Anything from a basic 5-pack of white Adidas socks will suffice, but, in my experience, you can make sports socks fit with any attire. I often wear knee-length Rugby socks underneath my suits in the workplace or a pair of Nike Elites with casual trainers (graciously gifted by a follower of this blog).

Whatever choice you make, commit yourself and your wardrobe entirely and trust the process.

3. Spandex/Lycra

It will be no surprise for a regular viewer of this blog that I advocate for skintight spandex/lycra within this list. You can even see this as your new 'jock uniform' for a good workout. Under Armour, Nike Pro and Skins Compression are all solid brands, but anything skintight is right by me. At first, you may feel that you need to wear a looser pair of running shorts, but within time you will quickly realise that the more you wear, the more correct it feels to wear alone.

Short-sleeved shirts with shorts, especially in matching or complimentary sets, demonstrate pride in your appearance. In addition, a pair of full-length tights should be in every jock’s wardrobe as standard practice. Once you start collecting, you might find it hard to stop buying, and even resist wearing anything else.

4. Vest

For those moments when you need a loose-fitting, casual look, a vest and short shorts come in handy. Showing the right amount of skin is paramount - you never know when you’ll be called to perform a good flex for the camera. Show off those gains!

5. Cap & Headphones

Lastly, as you requested a real “starter pack” to assimilate yourself fully as a jock - a good cap and pair of headphones will be vital to help you connect to the right frequency, zone out of the mundane and lock in to your goals.

This might seem like a lot at first, but before long you’ll realise just how important your new wardrobe will be!

For more ideas, you can always check the posted tagged “jock” for more inspiration.

For those lured in and wishing to purchase kits for others rather than for themselves, my Ko-Fi is always open and for TF posts you can visit @coachs-locker-room

I would be open to do another one of these starter packs focusing on a specific items, or other sports. Let me know if that interests you or leave a comment if there is something you would recommend.

[anon-sect]

picture sources from my Master Frost, Instagram account @mysneakeryt

Alex had heard a rumor around campus of a student with a special power. It was his senior year, and the guy on his second year in college was doing things that should be literally impossible to do. He was really quite curious about it. He asked a ton of questions who the guy was. He eventually got a name, Daniel Rune. Alex got his dorm room number and decided to confirm if the rumor was true.

Alex knocked on Daniel's dorm room door. A tall 6'7" tall athletic jock open the door. "Yes?" He asked him when he opened the door. "I know this might be a strange question, but I have to ask. Are you Daniel Rune?"

Daniel looked at a short 5'10" guy looked at him, asking him a slightly strange question. "I am, but why do you ask?"

"You see, I have heard around campus that you have a special ability to do certain things." Alex spoke, still wondering if the rumors were true.

"Like what?" Daniel asked, knowing full well what he was asking about. "Like turning people into objects or changing people's appearance." Was the reply he got back. Daniel just nodded that it was all true.

Alex wanted to see proof. He definitely didn't want to just believe based off of word of mouth. "I want to see you do it." He requested of him. Daniel invited him in to show proof. "I will show you on one condition, you let me get to choose what I change into any object of my choice." The condition was set. He wanted to see this for himself, so he nodded in agreement to the conditions set by Daniel.

Alex saw Daniel look directly at him. Suddenly, he felt weird. He couldn't move at all. He tried to speak but couldn't open his mouth. He then began to shrink in size, looking upwards with his eyes as Daniel grew giant size. He saw him smiling down at him as he lost more of his size. Then his body began to reshape all on its own, split into two and reshape again, taking on a final form. He was unsure what his final form was, but his vision was limited with very little light.

Daniel examined his work. The guy looked completely like normal shoes. He picked them up off the floor. "You see my ability is true. You have been changed into a pair of shoes. I think I will wear you today, just to see how comfortable you are. In fact, I will not wear any socks at all." He spoke as he put them back on the floor and shoved his feet into them. They felt good as he pressed down on the insoles with his bare feet. The guy made a comfortable pair of adidas sneakers.

Alex wanted to see the ability in person, but never meant that he would be transformed himself. The fact that Daniel was wearing him like a common pair of sneakers made him feel just like an object on his feet. It was painful and hurt almost like a thousand knives as Daniel stood and walked on him. With it being his bare feet, it was more humiliating.

As the day wore on, Daniel's feet began to sweat, going from class to class. Along with the sweat came the slight foot odor form his bare feet. Alex was not liking being a pair of sneakers one bit. The pain was constant over and over. It was a torturous hell. He could slightly hear Daniel chatting with his friends and classmates, laughing and having a good time. There were a few times that Daniel would wiggle his toes and crunching them on his insole face. It was complete foot domination. He so wanted to call out for help, but he knew he lacked the ability to call out for any form of help. He would have to wait till Daniel was done with his day and would hopefully release him.

Daniel returned to his dorm room. He took his shoes off and smelled his feet. There was no foot odor or sweat. He then sniffed his shoes and saw they smelled foul. It was strange that his feet didn't smell of foot odor, but his shoes did. Somehow, the shoes had absorbed his all of his foot sweat and odor, leaving his feet smelling good. He had never had shoes like these. He had thought about releasing the guy after his day was over, but he was starting to change his mind. If these shoes did this for his feet, he might have to keep them longer than expected. "You did a good service to my feet. You did so well, I will keep you a little longer. You might not like that, but you really don't have a choice since you volunteered to be transformed." He placed his shoes under his bed as he prepared to study for his courses. Yet, the thought of wearing his new shoes on the next day were on the fore front of his mind.

THREE WEEKS LATER........

Daniel just came back from the gym. He had worn his favorite pair of shoes. They were so comfortable to wear even at gym sessions. They were still doing an amazing job of keeping his feet dry and smelling fresh. His shoes really reeked of foot odor while his feet were comfortable and smelling great. He had completely forgotten the guy's name if the guy even told him. He was just his shoes now. He had heard that a student had been missing for three weeks. HIs shoes might have been that guy. But since no one knows what he did, no one would be looking his direction. He could keep his shoes for as long as he wanted. There was no need to get rid of his favorite pair of sneakers.

[aaronazizsasilver5]

Embrace of the Vampiric Night

Once a year, as whispers of Halloween danced on the wind, I—Hercules, an alpha male, sculpted like a Greek god in my shiny gold Adidas tracksuit—found myself drawn to the outskirts of town. The fabled Blackthorne Mansion loomed before me, its once regal structure now cloaked in shadows and the echo of forgotten tales. Rumors spoke of treasures hidden within, but my heart raced not for gold—but for the allure of the forbidden.

As I stepped onto the creaking floorboards, a feeling of electric anticipation tingled through my veins. My muscles flexed beneath the metallic sheen of my attire, every ounce of strength primed for exploration. Darkened corridors enveloped me, the air thick with history and whispered secrets.

Then, in an alcove draped in cobwebs, I spotted it—a shimmering gold cape, lined with velvet, glinting seductively in the sparse light. Enticed, I approached, fingers trembling as I draped it over my shoulders. Instantly, warmth surged through my body, the sensation both thrilling and alarming. It was as if I had awakened something dormant within me.

As the fabric enveloped me, I felt my senses heighten—colors became more vivid, sounds sharper. Then, as if pulled by an unseen force, I caught my reflection in an antique mirror. Staring back at me was a creature of divine allure: the fierce gleam of my eyes, sharpened canines, and the promise of real power.

A rush of exhilaration overcame me. I had transformed, not all at once, but rather in ways I had never dared to dream. The mask of humanity was cast aside, replaced by a primal essence that craved the unthinkable.

Driven by the thirst of the night, I stepped into the darkness, ready for whatever—whoever—awaited me. I had become more than just a man; I was a vampire, cloaked in gold, ready to explore the pleasures of this breathless new world.

[dreamings-free]

05 December 2024

Rounding off the 30th anniversary of football’s most iconic boot in the only way that seems fitting, SoccerBible and adidas present the trailer for ‘Under The Tongue’, a feature-length documentary exploring the seismic impact the Predator franchise has had on the beautiful game, both on and off the pitch.

Few boots – if any – can claim to have had the same level of impact on the game as the adidas Predator, both in a performance and cultural sense. Through constant evolution it continues to be the boot of generation after generation, performing on pitches throughout the world at the highest level of the game. Now, adidas and SoccerBible take a deep dive into the never-before-told story of football’s most iconic boot.

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‘Under The Tongue’ examines how a unique blend of industry-leading innovation, culture-defining design, unrivalled star power and timing all combined to create a boot that would fundamentally change the trajectory of the football boot industry and have a transformative impact on adidas as a business.

Featuring never before heard contributions from era-defining footballers such as David Beckham, Zinedine Zidane, and Eniola Aluko – as well as current stars including Jude Bellingham, Alessia Russo, Aitana Bonmatí and Trent Alexander-Arnold – the documentary is the most insightful look into what is one of the most influential and transformative boots of all time.

‘Under The Tongue’ premieres on 11 December, and will available to view from 9PM CET on the adidas football YouTube channel.

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..and the article doesn't mention it, but as seen in the video, Louis is also in this film! :)

[goldenherc9]

Embrace Of The Vampiric Night Part 1

Once a year, as whispers of Halloween danced on the wind, I—Hercules, an alpha male, sculpted like a Greek god in my shiny gold Adidas tracksuit—found myself drawn to the outskirts of town. The fabled Blackthorne Mansion loomed before me, its once regal structure now cloaked in shadows and the echo of forgotten tales. Rumors spoke of treasures hidden within, but my heart raced not for gold—but for the allure of the forbidden.

As I stepped onto the creaking floorboards, a feeling of electric anticipation tingled through my veins. My muscles flexed beneath the metallic sheen of my attire, every ounce of strength primed for exploration. Darkened corridors enveloped me, the air thick with history and whispered secrets.

Then, in an alcove draped in cobwebs, I spotted it—a shimmering gold cape, lined with velvet, glinting seductively in the sparse light. Enticed, I approached, fingers trembling as I draped it over my shoulders. Instantly, warmth surged through my body, the sensation both thrilling and alarming. It was as if I had awakened something dormant within me.

As the fabric enveloped me, I felt my senses heighten—colors became more vivid, sounds sharper. Then, as if pulled by an unseen force, I caught my reflection in an antique mirror. Staring back at me was a creature of divine allure: the fierce gleam of my eyes, sharpened canines, and the promise of real power.

A rush of exhilaration overcame me. I had transformed, not all at once, but rather in ways I had never dared to dream. The mask of humanity was cast aside, replaced by a primal essence that craved the unthinkable.

Driven by the thirst of the night, I stepped into the darkness, ready for whatever—whoever—awaited me. I had become more than just a man; I was a vampire, cloaked in gold, ready to explore the pleasures of this breathless new world.

[hotmentransformed]

Secret Stoner Lover

Jack and Matt were the town stoners. They were always running off somewhere to light up and unwind. During their lunch period at school, they decided to take their smoking sesh to the forest. Last time they had lit up in the parking lot, they were caught and suspended, and they couldn't afford an expulsion. So once the bell rang, they quickly headed for the exit and the treeline on the edges of the soccer field.

After a few steps into their trek into the shrubbery, the two boys plopped down on the grass and pulled out a joint and a lighter. After only a few hits, they were laughing it up and having a blast. In between an exceptionally long bout of laughter, Jack glanced to his right, only to see a blue Adidas wrestling singlet tangled in a bush. Lifting his body slowly, he strolled over to the singlet and picked it up, examining it curiously. "Hey, that looks pretty dope," he said to Matt, holding it up. "I wonder who left it here."

He was drawn to this singlet. Something about it called to him. Despite the fact that he was with his best friend, Jack stripped to his underwear and slipped the singlet on. He felt a sudden surge of power coursing through his veins. His muscles began to bulge and expand, causing the singlet to stretch tightly across his chest, biceps, and thighs. His massive bulge pressing tightly against the lycra constraint. Matt watched in awe as Jack's body transformed before his eyes, his once scrawny frame now replaced by rippling muscles and sinewy veins.

Jack's arms were now thicker than Matt's thighs, and his chest was broad and chiseled. His six-pack abs looked like they were carved out of marble, and his thighs were now so massive that the singlet looked like it was about to burst at the seams.

As Jack flexed his newfound muscles, Matt couldn't help but admire the way his friend looked. Jack's biceps bulged as he flexed them, the veins in his forearms pulsing with power. Matt had always been a fan of muscular guys, but he had never seen anyone quite like Jack.

"Damn, man, you look amazing!" Matt exclaimed, staring at Jack with a mix of awe and admiration.

Jack grinned, feeling a surge of pride in his chest. He was no longer the scrawny stoner that he used to be. He sat on the grass, flexing his muscles, as Matt sat beside him, admiring his massive body.

Staring back at Matt, who was lost in his lust, Jack began to feel a strange emotion toward him. They had been friends all their lives, so they obviously liked being near each other... but this was something more. Jack couldn't explain it, but he felt drawn to Matt in a way he had never felt before.

He brought his massive hand up to his head, trying to figure out his feelings. New memories seeped into his head, forcing out his past life as a scrawny good-for-nothing stoner.

The more Jack thought about it, the more he became convinced that this was his true identity. He had no memory of who he was before putting on the singlet, but he knew deep down that he was meant to be with Matt.

Together, they continued to smoke and enjoy each other's company, reveling in their love for one another. The captain of the wrestling team, and his secret stoner lover.

[itoldyatshirt]

Open

Synopsis: after the events of the movie, Tashi, Art and Patrick find a way to keep tennis in their life. Two younger tennis players, Wendy and Audrey, are now part of their game, being used(and loved) by atp. Audrey plays like Tashi, but goes for the same struggles as Art. Wendy is just like Patrick…

World count: 7.8k

Note: (some warnings:legal age gap, toxic relationship, anxiety, self destructive personality and self hate). The tittle it’s supposed to be a reference for some tennis tournaments, like us open, Australia open… but also a reference for their relationship. The name of the 2 new character are inspired on WTA(Women's Tennis Association), I thought this would be interesting since Art, Tashi and Patrick names are inspired by ATP(Association of Tennis Professionals).I have almost zero knowledge about tennis, so there’s not going to be descriptive tennis scenes or explanation about the tournaments. These new characters represent their personalities but is also a way to reconnect to tennis. This story happens after the events of the movie, and it takes long over some years. Unfortunately, I don’t know how to write smut, maybe I will develop this skill in the future, but this fic doesn’t have detailed sex scenes, only mentions of sex. My intention is to explore the character’s connection and personalities, the 2 new characters reflect atp personally so at the end is all about character study, and I think they would find a way to keep their life’s around tennis so this is my vision for a “sequel”. I wish I could make a better work, but I’m a beginner at fan fiction and at writing that much in English, I appreciate even more the amazing writers of this platform. I’m really sorry for my repetitive writing and grammar mistakes, I swear I did my best.

1.

Art wins the game of course. Patrick started the fire on him, so that he could make both of Art and Tashi happy. If he’s not happy at least they are…. Also, If he wants to win a slam he would need Tashi’s help, and for that he had to do what she wanted, that’s why he provoked Art. Art really needed to win this game, to beat Patrick, but still he is decided that’s he’s going to retire, now more than ever, he doesn’t need to prove anything anymore.

After the match Tashi is talking to her husband and Patrick goes after them, “it was a great match”, “yeah” Art says with the biggest smile “we should celebrate”, Tashi and Patrick look at each other surprised by Art’s courage to suggest that, “what? I told you I didn’t want to feel left out”.

They all went to Patrick’s cheap hotel room, they sit at the messy bed just like the 2006 night, they laugh nervously, but they are all satisfied that they can finally continue what they started that night….

…

Tashi is glad that Art won, but she knows he’s going to retire anyway. It’s obvious that she wants her husband to be happy, and now she have another good option to rely her tennis dream on. Even with the resentment that she feels towards Patrick, she can’t deny that she misses him, and he’s so desperate for a last shot to win a slam, that’s he’s finally going to let her coach him, with no complaining this time.

The throuple are together again and live some good moments. They complete each other’s needs… It’s almost nostalgic, like they are back to their past. They are happy again.

…

Patrick wins a slam. People can’t believe that a “nobody”, ranked at 271º, would win a slam. That’s crazy news for the sport world. He is having the moment that he waited his entire life, he is making an Adidas campaign, even that he hates the slogan, but at least money wouldn’t be a problem for a while. But everybody is even more impressed with Tashi, anyone knows she is an incredible coach, and Art is the proof of that, but transforming Patrick in a tennis star it’s another level.

Patrick is so happy, not only because he finally get it what he wanted and needed at tennis, but also because he feels that he won them back.

…

Tashi and Patrick used to fight a lot during the training, but she handled it because she missed him and because she liked the challenge to coach him, like she finally won their fight from Stanford… Art wasn’t exactly coaching Patrick, he was just taking some rest of being a player, trying to get every opportunity to help Tashi and Patrick make peace, because that always end up in good sex. He still felt resentment towards them, not because of the cheating, but because he felt left out to not be included in the Atlanta night or the night before the final match at the challenger. But after Patrick retires the situation get complicated…

Tashi and Art are undeniably more responsible than Patrick, and they get worried for him, he is not coping well with his retirement, drinking too much, wasting his money, they try to help him, to give him advises. “You guys are never done coaching me?”, Patrick hates people talking him what to do, he accepted that as a way to win a slam because he didn’t find another way to reach his goal, but now, he can be himself again, why they can’t just have fun? Why they can’t just go back in time?

Patrick feels like after he stopped playing, he is not useful anymore, he feels that they don’t love him anymore. But that’s not true. As time passes, the more Tashi and Patrick would fight and more resentment Art would keep, making Patrick feel bad about himself every time he could….

Before their conflicts were used as a way to make tennis better, a motivation, the tension were useful on the sport, but without the game they don’t know how to deal with their emotions. Tennis is like a relationship and without one how can they have the other?

2.

Tashi is now coaching Audrey, a tennis promise, Audrey was already really good before Tashi came in to her life, but her previous coach would never be so incredible like Tashi is, to see exactly what Audrey needs to be lead to. Audrey does anything Tashi wants, she just trust her, she was so relif when Tashi accepted her proposal to coach her. Many tennis players would kill to be coached by Tashi Duncan, she is a legend player and an amazing coach responsible for the incredible career of Art Donaldson and the surprising slam winner Patrick Zweig.

Audrey couldn’t stand her last coach, he was to soft with her, she didn’t felt challenged by him, and she is the kind of person that needs a challenge, she needs something that makes her want to be better, she is the kind of person that always think she needs improvement. Tashi brings that out on her. Not only Tashi is everything that Audrey wants to be, but also Audrey is what Tashi could have been if wasn’t for the injury, and of course Tashi sees that. Seeing Audrey’s career is even better than Art or Patrick, Audrey reminds Tashi so much of herself, she is all that she could have been, even that hurts to see someone so similar to her like that, she is happy because she finally find someone that wouldn’t disappoint her at tennis.

Audrey was so excited to work with Tashi, that takes her a while to notice she is falling in love with Tashi. Who wouldn’t be in love with her?

…

The night before the first big tournament of Audrey and Tashi, they are talking at Audrey’s room in the fancy hotel Tashi chose, about the game strategies, Tashi is so happy and excited for the game tomorrow, but Audrey is nervous and anxious, and of course the coach notices that, “you need to relax, your mind is a really important part of your game”, she says in a tough way, just like she used to say to herself when she was younger, but she looks at Audrey and feels bad talking like that, just like she used to feel bad with the pressure she made to herself. “Let’s try something…” Tashi gets up of the sofa and choose some David Bowie’s song in her phone, Tashi starts dancing and put her arms in Audrey’s direction as a way to convince her to dance too. Audrey is pretty surprised seeing her like that, she doesn’t look like a serious coach, she looks what Audrey think she would look if it wasn’t for the injury. She finally get up from she sofa and dances with her. They are laughing and having fun, and unfortunately it’s time to sleep….

“You need to rest”,

“I always get to anxious before a match, sometimes I can’t even sleep properly”,

“I get it, athletes need a ritual you know? Not only right before the match to focus, but also while preparing, we can think of something that make you relax so you can sleep better, meditation works for me, do you wanna try?”,

Tashi helps Audrey concentrate on her breath, while touching her core and whispering in her ears, standing behind her, Audrey does feel more relaxed with Tashi presence so near her neck, she turns to look Tashi in the eyes, Tashi looks at her with intensity and lean to kiss her, their soft lips fits so perfectly. Tashi is feeling young again, like she is in that hotel room back from 2006, before things got bad…

“I know how to make you feel better….”

…

After the sex, Tashi is looking at Audrey sleeping deep, and get of the bed slowly to not wake her up, she grabs her purse and goes to her room, her phone have a lot missing calls from Art, that makes her feel guilty, Tashi calls him back.

“Hey, are you okay? It’s late and we still haven’t talked today…” that is unusual for them as they talk every night,

“I’m fine, I had a busy day… how is Lily?”,

“She is loving the new school…how is Audrey?”,

“She is ready to win tomorrow!”,

“Good…I can help you coaching her, like if you want me to”,

“Why would I want that?”,

“Tashi..”,

“Sorry, I didn’t mean like that, you just seen happy being at home, I don’t want to disturb your peace, after all those years on tour, I know you just want to rest”,

“Of playing, coaching sound fun to me… I miss you”,

“I know”,

“And now that I’m not playing and have no pressure on myself, I miss tennis too…I just don’t want to feel left out”,

“I’m not choosing this for you Art, you’re welcome to be an assistant coach if you want… Lily can stay with my mom ...”,

“And we can bring her with us on tour on the school breaks”,

“Of course!”,

“I don’t want to be like my parents you know? I don’t want her to feel abandoned…”,

“You are definitely not like your parents Art, and Lily is not going to feel like that… I miss her traveling with me”,

“We are going to work it out”,

“Like we always do”,

“We had a great time coaching him together right?”, Art says this referring to Patrick,

“Well, we made a great team, he became a winner”.

3.

After winning a lot of tournaments Audrey is a well know tennis player. She is in a locker room finishing dressing herself after a match, when another player comes in… she’s sweating, she just won a mach too, she looks at Audrey surprised, “hi!! I’m Wendy”, “I’m Audrey”, Wendy starts to undress herself, while Audrey is trying not to look…. “you don’t need to introduce yourself, who doesn’t know the tennis princess? I watched your game, you are amazing!!! I hope I don’t play with you, I’m sure I would lose, but it would be a honor!!!”, Audrey is flattered, “I watched your game too. It’s really interesting”, they both laugh, “in a good way, exciting, fun”. Audrey’s phone ring, it’s Tashi, “I need to go”, “it was good to met you” Wendy smirks at her while she get in the shower.

…

Both Wendy and Audrey have a similar background, since they were kids theirs families put a lot of pressure and expectations on them, so they could be the first successful person of the family. However, they turn out to be different women, polar opposites.

Audrey learned to exceed all the expectations, she became exactly what her parents wanted her to be, because that’s exactly what she believed she wanted too, she was the favorite daughter, the best student at the best university, she chose to be a professional athlete because she had the discipline to be, the physical and mental strength to be. She is loved and admired.

Wendy learned how to ignore the pressure, and became the family shame and disappointment, choosing to be a tennis player, even that she have no discipline to be a professional athlete, over choosing to go to university to follow her parents dream of her being a elegant executive, business woman, doctor or lawyer…. Her parents put her in tennis classes as a punishment for her laziness, but she ended up liking it, and that really pissed her parents, and that made she like it even more. She is judged and misunderstood.

4.

It’s been a while since Patrick won the grand slam, since tennis isn’t a glue that keeps them together, since Art and Tashi had a big fight with him, since he didn’t see them…

Patrick is feeling lonely again, after years being alone, he never really got used to it, even that he told himself that he did. And finally they all reconnect and life was a dream, until he retired and things got complicated.

He is alone again, and his money is almost ending… he is lying on the messy bed of a cheap hotel, thinking about them…

He is decided. He is going to do it! Even that they said that they didn’t want to see him again, he would go to this tournament, where the player Tashi is coaching is going to play, to find a way to talk to them.

…

He tries to approach Tashi on the parking lot of the tennis club. “What are you doing here?”, she asks angrily, “I just want to watch a match, where is Art? Does your dear husband doesn’t supports you?”, Patrick smirks trying to hide how nervous he is, “his flight actually got delayed so he will not be here to watch the match… I don’t even know why I waste my time talking with you”, she walks away, “Tashi!!”, “stay away from us Patrick!”.

He buys a ticket to watch the match, he is sitting there, totally lost. Tashi doesn’t want to talk to him, but at least he is going to watch a tennis match, he still loves tennis, and he can see Tashi avoiding so hard to not look at him on the other side of the court.

The game starts, Audrey is playing against a young woman called Wendy… Patrick is mesmerized by the way Wendy plays. Audrey plays just like Tashi and Wendy plays like him. It’s perfect timing, it’s like Tashi and Patrick are playing against each other. They are both thinking the same.

It’s unbelievable, Wendy wins the match. How could a messy player wins the perfect player?

That’s when something clicks for Patrick, that’s his ticket to get back to Art and Tashi’s life. He’s going to be Wendy’s coach, and continue the rivalry that started in this game, if the two tennis players play against each other in the next tournaments that would be a great way to see Tashi and consequently Art. He needs to talk to Wendy.

…

“Hey!”, Patrick says while walking fast towards Wendy as she is getting into her car, she stops to look at him,

“I watched your match, congratulations!”,

“Thanks”, Wendy doesn’t seen too happy about it,

“I’m Patrick Zweig”, he extends his hand to greet her, and they shake hands,

“I’m Wendy and I know who you are”,

Patrick feels better with this ego boost,

“Never to late to be the best version of yourself” she says his adidas campaign while laughing,

“That’s right…” he smirks as way to mask his embarrassment, but he actually likes her mocking him,

“What do you want?”she’s looking at him all over, she thinks he’s hotter in person,

“I just want to meet the champion”,

“Well”, she enters her car, “I’m fucking tired, I have no energy to meet you right now”, she closes the door, she does want to meet him but she’s not in the mood, all she wants for now is to be alone, it’s more comfortable for her like that, but he doesn’t get away, she looks a little annoyed at him and opens the window,

“You probably hungry, don’t you want to eat…”,

“I can eat by myself just fine”,

“Come on, you just won an incredible match against one the best players of the moment, shouldn’t you celebrate?”,

She rolls her eyes, “what do you suggest?”.

…

They are eating hamburgers in a restaurant,

“So what you think?”,

“This is delicious”,

“I mean about me being your coach”,

“I don’t even know how I won, she is fucking incredible”,

“You are incredible too”,

“Not like her, I didn’t deserve it, she is a real athlete, you know? Tashi Duncan is her coach, I know you were also coached by Tashi, she is a legend, so you know how she is, she probably has a really rigid routine and transforms you into a machine, and that’s good”,

“It’s not that good…”,

“Yeah, It must be tiring, anything has a price I guess”,

“That’s for sure”,

“I just want to feel that I’m good enough for the only thing that I know how to do”,

“I know how you feel”,

“I can’t compare, it was pure luck to won her”,

“It’s not luck, you are talented”,

“I..”,

“You just won one the best tennis players of the moment that means something ... you can be one of the top players too. You are talented, you just need a bit of …. Coaching”,

She smiles, “well that’s a better way to think about it.. I just ..”,

“Stop it, I thought someone like you would be more confident”,

“I thought someone like you would know exactly when a person is faking their confidence”,

Patrick smirk slowly turns to a more serious face, they are more similar than he thought,

“I bet you can play with her again and win again”,

Wendy is starving for connection, she wants a friend, maybe she could have that with Audrey, like the friendship that Patrick had with Art and Tashi, and of course she knows about that from the tennis news when Patrick won a slam, she actually got inspired by his story.

“Don’t put any expectations on me, I’m a disaster”,

“Me too... I can help you, we are actually really similar, I was just like you at your age”,

“So at my 30s I should expect to a amazing coach to save me”,

“No, I can save you now”,

“I don’t need anyone to save me, I’m fine”,

“Look, I know exactly how is to feel the way you are feeling now. Tashi taught me some stuff that I can teach you too, and most importantly, I can teach you how not to destroy your life by telling how I destroyed mine”,

“How?”,

“Being arrogant and not accepting advice at the start of my journey”,

“Oh fuck of!”,

He smiled at her…

Wendy hates to ask Patrick to be her coach, she hates to ask for help, she rolls her eyes, “okay, I can give you what you want if you tell me why you want to coach me, I know you are probably fucked and have no money and that’s probably why you are so desperate to be someone’s coach, but why me?”,

Patrick doesn’t think is a good idea to tell her he wants to coach her to get back his connections with the two loves of his life, so he tells her something that is also true, “I do need to coach someone to get some money… I think it would be easier to start my coaching career with someone that I relate so much, I do want to help you, I don’t want you to repeat my mistakes”,

“I’m not a form of therapy you know that right?”,

“Yeah, I just think we are a good match, don’t you think?”,

“I can see us working together, but you better be a good coach, I can only pay you if I win more tournaments”,

Patrick is happy to convince her,

“So what is my first lesson?”.

…

After they fucked in Wendy’s car, Patrick sends a text message to both Art and Tashi telling them the news, he thinks is funny that they didn’t block him, like they were expecting him to contact.

5.

Audrey didn’t want to talk with Tashi because she was embarrassed, so she spent the night alone in her hotel room, it would be like that even that she won, her lover’s husband was visiting…

But at the evening of the next day Tashi and Art goes to her room, Audrey likes him and understand why Tashi married him, but she usually feels so guilty when Art is around, but not today, today she just feels a mixed emotions of sadness and anger about her losing the game.

“That’s unfair, how she won?? She is a fucking mess, I bet she did not work as hard as I did”,

Arts relates to her so much in this moment, even that he trained a lot, he was never enough to beat Patrick until the New Rochelle challenger, even that Patrick has always been a mess too…

“You can beat her! Believe me nobody can go too far in the tennis career playing like that, they eventually get tired and just disciplined people stay consistent with their wins, you will beat her if she’s lucky enough to play with you again” Art tries to comfort her,

“I don’t want to win her when she got tired of being a crazy bitch on the court, I want to beat her because I’m better than her”, she instantly feel bad for thinking like that, “sorry, I mean I can be better than I am now”,

“Don’t apologize, you are right! You’re better than her, you just need to prove it, not only to everyone but also to yourself”, Tashi thought that’s the girl she is coaching!! She knows better than anyone how this was a mental game, how she always felt the need to push herself to be the best. Both of them didn’t notice that not only people put pressure on them, but also them put pressure on themselves…

“You are one the top players, don’t let a girl like that make you think otherwise”, Tashi says this while Art thinks she is actually talking about him and Patrick, like how he got pathetically scared to losing to him…

Tashi knows this is going to be a good motivation for her, but she doesn’t want Audrey to feel bad about it, she already feels guilty about the years Art felt bad about himself, she didn’t want to repeat this pattern.

“We should relax a little bit”, Tashi suggests just before grabbing the phone to ask some wine from the room service…

Art is jealous, Tashi never acted like this when he lost, or when Patrick did.

But after drinking he doesn’t think too much about it, and Audrey isn’t feeling as bad. Tashi is standing and looking how Art is sitting on a chair and Audrey is lying on the bed and both are laughing at some random movie that is on tv.

They are not too drunk to not make some decisions, but they were all relaxed enough to make some bold choices. Tashi grab Art hands and Audrey hands and they both stands up and look deep at her eyes, she kisses Art, and then she kisses Audrey. Art is not surprised, he already suspected that Tashi was cheating again… but Tashi grab their chin and make them kiss each other, both Audrey and Art are thinking how they could literally do anything that Tashi asks, and that wasn’t hard to do “I know you don’t like to feel left out”.

…

The next morning is almost magical, Audrey actually feels better now, not only because she always thought Art is hot, but also because that way she didn’t feel like a home wrecker anymore, actually she feels that she is helping Tashi. All the nights that Tashi complained about her marriage, even that she always made really clear that she loves Art…Audrey feels like maybe she can help them solve their relationship, that way Tashi would be happier. And she feels good being desired by both of them, the more people to adore her the best, and they both worshiped her the last night.

They had breakfast at the bedroom, “Art wants to be my assistant coaching you, what you think?”, Tashi and Art already talked about coaching Audrey together after reading Patrick’s text the night before, like they knew Patrick’s plan, they went to Audrey’s room with the intention to ask this to her, at least this is what Art thought, but now he knows Tashi already knew how to make she open to the idea.

“It sounds good to me”, Audrey is so happy with this new situation, she is going to be coached by two great tennis players and she feels she is even more closer to Tashi now, like she is showing how devoted she is to her. Art knows well this kind of devotion.

6.

The situation is way more interesting now Patrick is coaching Wendy, and Tashi and Art are coaching Audrey together. The routines are so different…

In the morning Audrey wakes up early, have a healthy breakfast with the married couple and go to the training sessions, that takes hours, being lead by Tashi’s commands and Art’s advices, by night after a relaxing bath, they all go to bed…

In the morning Wendy wakes up late, have a leftover pizza for breakfast with Patrick, after they fucked in the messy sheets, and go to the most unprofessional training sessions, being lead by Patrick unconventional approach, by night, before even taking a shower they have a sloppy sex in the bathroom…

These routines go over the time, and eventually Audrey and Wendy play against each other again, this time Audrey wins…. As the months(and even years) pass, they play against each other again and again …. Sometimes Audrey wins, sometimes Wendy wins.

Losing to Wendy is always embarrassing for Audrey, she despises her, but also for unknown reasons she admires her, even she would never admit it.

Losing to Audrey is kind obvious for Wendy, but still disappointing, exhausting, make her feel that she will never be the best, and caring about that makes her feel sick, she hates the idea to be Mrs perfect like Audrey, but deep down she wishes she has half of her discipline, even she would never admit it.

The tennis community loves to watch their games, they are so different, so entertaining, they build a rivalry. Audrey, is the biggest tennis star of the moment, not only her game gives her attention, but also how elegant she is, she is know as the tennis princess. Wendy wouldn’t get that much of attention if it wasn’t for her playing against Audrey, it is always a surprise how she manage to make to the finals with her, she is know as the tennis mess.

7.

Audrey loves being loved by both of them, being so important, they kiss her like they need her, because they do, they marriage need her. Tashi already told her that tennis is like a relationship, and Audrey understands that the sport is the best way to get Tashi happy in this relationship.

Audrey loves tennis of course, but these years trying to be the best player got her tired, all the anxiety behind doing a great performance, all the pressure to follow the rules, she is starting to feel the weight of fame, the weight of painful love….

Art understands that really well, when Audrey talks about her feelings with him, Art never felt so understood, but he doesn’t want Tashi to be disappointed again, she already lost her career, Art knows that deep down she thinks he could have done more with his career, she can’t lose Audrey too. “Don’t talk to Tashi about these things, she would never accept it, you can talk to me anytime, I can make you feel better“, he feels bad about manipulating her, but he thinks it’s for the best.

When Tashi starts to suspect that Audrey is not fine, she asks her what’s is going on, but Audrey always pretend that she is okay, because she thinks she is making Tashi happy this way. Art notices that Tashi is acting weird, and he knows is because of the player, so he lies to her, “babe don’t worry, she is fine, she is strong like you”, he says that because he thinks his wife sees him as weak.

Of course Tashi knows something is wrong, she is good at reading people, she knows they are trying to hide it from her, like she would be mad if she found out the obvious, Audrey is unhappy, Tashi recognizes this feeling from her husband some years ago, and from herself…

She doesn’t want to repeat the same mistakes, she doesn’t want to drown everyone she loves to her unhappiness. Why does this always happen? But she tries to keep away from this thought, she is not the only one responsible for their happiness.

…

Audrey wins more tournaments, until she plays again against Wendy…. During the match, Art and Tashi are sitting on a side of the court and Patrick is on the opposite side. While the couple is stressed and worried about the game, Patrick seems to be having fun….Wendy wins the match.

When they get to the hotel room, Audrey starts crying, she is burnt out, she just can’t stand it anymore…

Art is feeling so guilty seeing her like that, “you can have a break if you want”, he has to say this, neither Audrey or Tashi would suggest that.

“I can’t stop! I need to control myself!”,

“You don’t have to control everything”, Art says this and Tashi knows he is also talking to her,

“You can control anything you want”, Tashi says firmly,

“Exactly!!! I’m going to be fine”, Audrey tries to wipe her face to dry her tears,

“You don’t have to do that for us”, Art put his hands on her shoulder,

“I’m not, I’m doing for myself, that’s what I want”,

“Are you sure?”,

“Yeah”,

“I just saying that you don’t have to let other people run your life”,

Tashi is mad about what Art is insinuating, so she finally says what is in her mind for so long, it’s like they are having a passive aggressive discussion about their relationship while talking with Audrey.

“Well, unless you chose someone to lead you, someone that can actually make decisions. You just need to admit that you wanted that , you asked me for that, and if you want to stop doing it it’s fine, but make a decision for yourself, how am I supposed to know what you want if you don’t say it to me?”,

“Did you asked what she wants”,

“I’m not her mom Art, I not her for this shit, I’m here to coach her that’s what I know what to do, that’s the only thing that I can fucking do. You know that was not my plan. I wish I was the one being coached, I wish I was the one feeling stressed about the game, because I love that, and nobody love tennis like I do, unconditionally”.

Audrey left the room, she knows they are having a fight that wasn’t completely about her, but she needs a time to herself, to cry alone in her room, and think about what she’s was going to do…

The silence left In the room is suddenly take by Tashi’s voice,

“Why do you pretend that you didn’t have a choice? You asked me to be your coach, you were a mediocre player before I coached you. Did I destroyed your life Art? Did I making you one the best tennis players of the world destroyed your life?”,

“I don’t think you destroyed my life! You accepting my offer to be my coach was the best thing that ever happened to me! But it wasn’t easy… “,Art is trying not to cry, “Do you love me?”,

“Of course I do, do you think I would spend my energy on something I don’t …”,

“You can’t even say it. Was I just a way to you do something that you love?”,

“Is that what you think? That I am a heartless bitch that used you like my personal tennis racket? I could have coached anyone I wanted, and it would be easier to do it without having an emotional connection with my client, because guess what? I’m not the cold hearted person you’re painting me to be. We have a family together, it’s not enough?”,

“My parents formed a family too, but they didn’t love each other”,

“I chose you, it’s that not enough?”,

“I wasn’t your first choice “,

“Right! You were my final choice”,

“Was I ?”,

“What??”,

“I don’t want to feel that I was your rational choice, just because it was obvious that he wouldn’t be what you need him to be”,

“That’s not how I see you Art”, she wishes she could express herself better.

Relationships are like tennis, Tashi doesn’t know how to express her feelings without tennis, that how she learned to deal with her own emotions .

…

The next morning, Tashi and Art go to Audrey’s room.

“Are you disappointed at me?” Audrey is nervous about Tashi’s reaction,

“No”, Tashi says with a soft voice,

“Yes you are, you’re going to find another one, I am replaceable! You think I’m weak”,

“No. I think you are one the best tennis players, you don’t have to worry about meeting my expectations every time, I don’t want you to think that I only care about you if you are playing”,

Art listens to that wishing Tashi could say that to his face, looking into his eyes, but he knows that it’s hard for her to express, and he was relief that she thinks like that, he knows that she was not only talking to Audrey, she was talking to him too.

So Audrey decided to take a career break, to take care of her mental health….

…

Tashi couldn’t help but feel disappointed, she also has mental health issues, it’s not easy to see other people living your dreams knowing you could make better than them, nobody loves tennis like her. She thinks is unfair how people get a second chance and she didn’t. How Art and Audrey got hurt but have a chance to recover, but she didn’t have this option. How people have the opportunity to play and they never going to be as good or as passionate about it as she is, but then she starts thinking that she doesn’t know how she would be if she didn’t got injured, maybe she would have burn out too after years of being a tennis star, but she will never know…..

…

“What am I supposed to do now?“, Audrey doesn’t know what to do when she is not playing tennis, when she is not trying to improve her performance. Tennis is the only thing Audrey is really good at, she needs to be the best on it, otherwise she would be mediocre and she hates to think herself that way.

The media still talks a lot about her, but she is afraid this is going to stop if she doesn’t get better soon… the anxiety hits her hard. At least Tashi and Art are by her side, taking care of her.

“I’m on a career break while she is playing”, Audrey says it while watching a Wendy’s match on tv, Art turns it off, “what difference does it make? She is not doing great, she’s not relevant without you”, Tashi affirms that like a dejavu.

Audrey can’t wait to get better, Art is helping her, he understands the stress she is being though, “I know how you feel, the pressure, the anxiety, you just need to reconnect to what made you love tennis in the first place”. What made her love tennis? To be admired. To feel complete. Audrey wants to be like Tashi, she wants Tashi admiration. She wants to be loved by most people as possible. To be loved is to be admired.

8.

Wendy was doing well at tennis, not like Audrey, but she is definitely good. Patrick is not the best coach, he do teaches her some of the things Tashi taught him, but besides that Patrick doesn’t do much, he hated to receive orders and he knows Wendy doesn’t like it too, he doesn’t want to change her, because changing her would be like seeing himself change….

But her lifestyle and lack of discipline starts to show off, she can’t be that lucky forever right? Patrick doesn’t help either. He did want to help her, but is not easy to let bad habits go away, especially when you are dating someone with the same bad habits. Wendy starts losing too many games, Patrick knows this situation really well.

All her money could pay was a coach whose career was mostly bad, after a while she stoped paying him, because that much failures means less money, but Patrick stayed of course, they were partners now. Maybe after all those years trying to get along with people that reminded him of Art and Tashi, what he really needed was someone that reminded him of himself. Patrick understood her, he isn’t trying to change her and she isn’t trying to change him, it just feels narcissistic to feel in love with someone that remind you of yourself.

But their relationship isn’t the best either…They hate themselves so bad behind their fake confidence, they are so equal, that when a resemblance of a personality trait they don’t like about themselves show up at the other, they obviously make a huge fight. They fight all the time and have hate fucking to “solve it”.

…

Wendy is sitting on the end of the bed while Patrick is standing right in front of her, she hugs his waist and look up while her chin rest on his lower abs, he grabs her hair gently,

“I’m like a dog Patrick, I can mess your house but at the end of the day I’m still here, i’m still yours”.

Is this how Tashi feels with Art? The devotion, Patrick never had someone so dedicated to him like this, so his, Art and Tashi loved him of course, but this was different, he felt fully accepted, irreplaceable…

“I don’t want to feel like that!!! And I want to ask you what to do, but I know I’m not going to follow, so what’s the point of even trying? Am I going to be like that forever?”,

“No, you can change if you want”, Patrick says this not only trying to make her feel better but also to make him feel better, he’s trying to give hope to both of them,

“If I change am I still going to be like myself? I don’t want to feel empty“,

“Aren’t you already empty?”,

Wendy look at him at the eyes, “If I change, what’s going to happen? If I became a better version of myself, whatever that means, I’m going to have nothing about me that I don’t like. I don’t know who I am when I don’t hate myself. That’s one of the things I really understand about me . I am a pice of shit and I accept it”,

And Patrick pretends that he had answers for questions he made himself when he was her age, trying to bring her the comfort that nobody did for him…

…

After Audrey took a break, Wendy got even worst, like she has no more motivation… after a terrible match, they are sitting in the car going to the hotel, in silence. She starts crying in the car, it’s ironic how she was pretending to not have water in the eyes then her crying lost control. Patrick felt a physical pain seeing her like that, it reminded him of the days he would cry alone at the car, well she is not alone, both of them are not alone anymore. He wants to help, he doesn’t want her to suffer like he did, commit the same mistakes. He needs to tell her that everything was going to be fine, so he could feel that everything was going to be fine for him too.

“I feel so irrelevant”,

“Don’t say that! You matter!”,

“No I don’t, I’m a joke, the tennis fans don’t care about me, nobody cares, my family, my friends, I don’t even have friends anymore”,

“I care about you!” Patrick says this not only because he means that, but also because that’s what he wanted to hear all those years,

Wendy gets emotional, “I care about you too”.

Patrick really means it, even that he didn’t know how long this relationship would last. Who would want to have a serious relationship with him? And Wendy think the same about herself …

Wendy wants Patrick because se was never accepted like that, she craves connection. To be loved is to be understood.

9.

After a while Audrey feels ready to go back to tennis, it’s finally announced that she is going to start playing again. The news motivates Wendy, gives her the focus that she needs, hoping that they can play against each other again….

Some days before the us open, Tashi, Art and Audrey are at the tennis club, they just finished doing her check in, as they walk away, they meet Patrick and Wendy, she goes to make her check in, knowing he wanted to talk with them, while Patrick approaches Tashi and Art, “Can we talk? It’s been a while”, the couple look at each other and agree, Audrey understands the situation and wait outside of the room, looking the three of them walk together to the parking lot….

“Life doesn’t go as we plan” Patrick tries to break the ice,

“Did you have many plans for your life?”, Art is being mean,

“Are we talking about tennis?”, Patrick wishes they could talk about their feelings too,

“We are always talking about tennis” Tashi says with a bored expression,

“I don’t think you ever had plans, I think you the type of person that is more attracted to the past than to the future” Art says annoyed by the situation,

“Are you sure you are taking just about me? The past it’s the only thing I have, it’s the only thing we have”, Patrick hates when they judge him like that, being hypocrites,

“What do you want?” Tashi asks impatient,

“Just wanted to talked with you, I miss you two”,

“You seem to be having a great time without us” Art cross his arms,

“Wendy is great”,

“You can’t take any responsibility in your life Patrick, you can’t be her coach this is ridiculous, the only reason you became a winner was because of me, you couldn’t help yourself, you can’t help her”, Tashi’s words hurts him,

“I’m already helping her”,

“Really? Great work”, Art says sarcastically,

“You going to destroy her” Tashi is so mad that they are having this conversation,

“I would never…”,

“It wouldn’t be your first time”,

“Tashi, you can’t be serious, do you still blame me for what happened to you?”,

“Athletes needs discipline, to follow rules, you don’t know how to do it without me, and I’m not going to help your girl beat mine”,

“We don’t need your help, that’s not why I wanted to talk to you…”,

“Right, wait until she is in her 30s to ask my help”,

Patrick gets angry, “no Tashi, I don’t want my girl to burn out like you did to your princess”,

“Oh fuck off” Tashi just walk away,

“It’s so clear you re using her” Art says while leaving,

“You are using Audrey too, don’t need to pretend that you two are better than me“,

Art walks away too.

10.

When Wendy finishes her check in and gets out of the room she meets Audrey, they only had an actual conversation once, Tashi and Art always had said that Audrey shouldn’t get close to Wendy, they think she is a bad influence, like Patrick. Wendy always wanted to get closer to Audrey, but never had the chance, she loves to be her biggest rival, it’s the most solid connection she has besides her relationship with Patrick.

“I’m glad you are better”, Wendy is nervous cause she doesn’t know if Audrey is going to talk to her,

“I’m glad too”, Audrey was always fascinated by Wendy, she used to hate to admit to herself, but she admires Wendy, “I’ll be happy if you make it to the finals with me”,

Wendy is surprised, “really? I thought you would be angry at me”,

“I was never angry at you, I was disappointed at myself, I had always envy how you play with no pressure….People expect a lot from me, when I win there no surprise, but when i lose is a huge disappointment”,

“You are a star, people will always built too much expectations, it’s inevitable that they will be disappointed, that’s their problem not yours”,

“It’s not easy to be a star, I feel like I gave permission to other people to control my life”,

“It’s not that easy to be a mess either. They don’t expect much of me, when i lose is normal ,when I win it exceeds people expectations, but that doesn’t last long…The thing about pressure is you can always try to meet people expectations, and that’s really hard, because after you achieve something people will expect another thing so it never ends, that’s how they control you. Or you can learn how to not care about people expectations and that’s when it comes the freedom…but being free is not easy either, I’m responsible for my life, and I think it’s clear that I’m not the best at it, I feel like I lost control”.

Tashi is getting closer and Art is right behind her, they call for Audrey.

“Good luck. I miss playing with you”,

Audrey respond with a smile and go meet her coaches.

Wendy goes to the parking lot to meet her coach, he seems angry until he looks at her and smirks offering his cigarette.

…

Audrey knows that one day she would have to be rational and broke up with them, she wanted to get married and have a family…

Wendy knows that one day she and Patrick would break up, because people like them are not built to commitment.

But breaking up doesn’t mean that is the end. And they are determined to enjoy as much of their careers and relationships.

…

The final match of the us open is about to start. Tashi and Art can’t believe Patrick have the audacity to sit next to them to watch the game.

The match is exciting, the rivals playing against each other was what the tennis fans were expecting in a long time.

…

The game is exciting and dramatic, like their relationship. At the most important moment of the match Art is holding Tashi’s hand and she is holding Patrick’s hand, like it’s natural for them. It doesn’t matter if they gets angry at each, that just mean their fire it’s still alive. They are tense for who is going to win, but it doesn’t matter what happens, they are together again because of tennis, like it’s meant to be. Audrey and Wendy are going to be rivals for some years ahead… they are going to have more chances of meeting again and again.

They are always going to have this connection… they are always going to find a way to have tennis in their lives… they are always going to be in this relationship…

[kyotakumrau]

2023.11.06 DIR EN GREY at CLUB CITTA

The beginning of the ending as Kaoru said.

The doors opened at 18:00, the start of the show was scheduled for 19:00.

The final sound check started 18:58 so it was certain the show won't start on time xD they were 14 mins late xD

The animated intro A book titled Phalaris opens and for a brief moment we see the text on the first page. Phalaris was always renowned as extremely cruel. (googling the sentence took me to Wikipedia, they actually simply copied the Wikipedia entry about Phalaris xD) In the intro Phalaris is portrayed as a parasite, changing it's forms one by one, from a larvae to an insect to a monster to a dragon to a brass bull, changing its hosts into something evil until they infect the next victims. The parasite growing inside their bodies into something grotesque and transforming them. A set of dice next to the book. Priests and prayers mixed with torture and dying girls, women. Is Phalaris a sickness of cruelty and hatred causing people lose their humanity? The members walked on the stage as the intro footage was shown on the front screen. They played Otogi as the images continued on the screen. The screen went down as Otogi ended.

Die had his fabulous hair and a black jacket with red stains. Shinya wore white shirt with silver decorations. Toshiya had a sparkly jacket with one sleeve only, shorts and long leather boots. Kaoru's hair was silver? grey? He had some kind od painting on his face but from my place I couldn't see properly what was it, like lines over his cheeks and forehead? (apparently he cosplayed Father Pucchi from Jojo😆) Kyo came wearing a black Adidas tracksuit, he removed the jacket a bit later on, staying in a white cotton tank top. He's growing a mustache or a goatee I think? His hair was parted and sleeked back a bit, not so much hair product to make it flat.

The set list was so interesting. The energy went up with the few following songs, then Oboro shifted the mood and finished with the Inward Scream. The sound/musical part of the inward scream was new. Kyo ended it with '壊れて・broken' cried softly. And after a brief pause they continued the set with The World of Mercy. The first line of 誰が知る？本当の私 本当の心 Kyo changed 'kokoro' to '意思・ishi' (intentions).

During Rinkaku's 'Minerva' we got to shout for him as he turned with his arms stretched to the sides.

The following flow with 13, keigaku, different sense and Eddie was so good! Kyo moved around his box to get fans to let go even more and give him more😁

The main set ended with Kyo leaving quickly. Fans were clapping and shouting encore. Btw we had to wear masks for this show but singing and shouting was allowed (so hot with a mask on😂)

Encore started with Increase Blue, very nice as Kyo got us singing and dancing. But when I heard the first notes of NATIONAL MEDIA BOYS I almost cried. I hoped they will do something as a tribute and they did😢❤️ Interestingly a lot of people didn't recognize the song and thought it was a new dir's song😂

TDFF and Rubbish Heap were pure 🔥 Toshiya climbed to the back of the stage so he stood at the bottom of the back screen, showing off his looooong leather boots and shorts.

Finishing with Kamui changed the mood drastically though. The footage matching the style of the intro started on the back screen. Some images of the war they used before but the main theme was different. A girl standing inside the sinking boat, the sea being so angry. Small group of people walking through a desert. A praying jew. A bible. A cross. A closeup of the chest of Christ, a trail of blood and next to it a trail of tears. So much death.

The footage ended with the tour title on the black background.

Kyo left very quickly after the song ended (usual for him, especially at the start of the tour). But Shinya did as well? Did I miss him throwing stuff or he really didn't? Die and Toshiya walked around the stage throwing picks, all smiley. Kaoru stayed the longest having fun spraying fans with water, then throwing those bottles into the crowd. I bet he was in the celebrating mood with Hanshin Tigers winning Japan Series. Before Kaoru left he pointed at the screen in the back to show there will be some announcements, waved and left :)

First we got 19990120 and then the special January tour info. We tried briefly for the second encore but the staff insistingly kept announcing that the performance is over so we clapped one last time and it was over.

[octuscle]

Hey I have a situation I’m wandering if you can help me with. I’m on this long flight from New York to London and there’s this trust fund business bro on the same row as me. He’s acting all smug and is taking up space and being so rude and loud. He’s also being so mean to the flight staff acting like he’s so above them. Any way you can humble him a bit on this flight and make it a bit nicer for the staff and the rest of us passengers?

I'm a bit out of practice. But I'm currently filling in for a friend during his vacation… So let me see… To give you all quick relief, I'll send the loudmouth straight to sleep. Then he'll finally stop playing with his cell phone and laptop… Instead of his annoying, self-important drivel, you'll just hear snoring. Sonorous snoring. And a bit of drool running out of the corner of his mouth. It drips onto his expensive tailored suit. And it starts to change. The fabric starts to shine. Stripes appear on the sleeves and legs. And the fabric gets tighter and tighter. And with the fabric, the body of the pain in the neck is squeezed. The slim body of a lad emerges from the expensive personal trainer's steel body. The smell of expensive aftershave dissipates. A mixture of sweat and cheap deodorant comes from his corner. Shit, you love that smell. A fit lad in the changing room after school sports. And after a few moments, the face of the former Wall Street wannabe also appears. An 18-year-old scally in an Adidas tracksuit with an expensive haircut. We'll fix that too. His red hair has been styled by his Turkish barber for five pounds. Now get rid of your laptop, laptop bag and Louis Vuitton weekend bag. Your dirty clothes are now in a Nike backpack. Where the laptop was, there is now a bottle of beer. And his cell phone is an old model with a scratched display that slipped out of his hand in his sleep.

Now the guy isn't annoying you anymore, now he's making you horny. A little English chav who's obviously having a hot dream. His boner is building a magnificent tent in his trousers. And your cock is getting hard like steel… You reach into his crotch. He wakes up and looks at you with wide-open eyes. “Do you want to earn ten pounds, you little fag?” you ask him. He looks deep into your eyes and says, “Only if I get paid in advance.” You make your way to the airplane bathroom. This isn't the first time he's done this, and he follows you at a respectful distance. Thanks to his slim build, he has no problem kneeling on the floor of the cramped bathroom and skillfully freeing your cock. Dude, whatever he normally charges for cock-sucking, he deserves every penny! And he really does swallow every drop you cum. Changing positions is challenging. But you also do your best to return the favor on his boner.

You have no idea how he does it. But by the time the seat belt signs come on, he has earned almost 80 pounds. He asks you after landing if he can crash at your place. He doesn't feel like going to his parents' council house. Dude, today really is your lucky day.

I've set his transformation so that he has to cum 2,500 times before he realizes that he's in the body of a very talented hustler. I didn't exactly count, but the customer approaching him from behind could be that guy. Don't be surprised if he comes home a bit agitated in a minute. You don't need to tell him that he has to cum another 2,500 times before he gets back into his real body. But I'll give you my contact details in case your best hustler wants to get back into his hot body.

[lantura]

Doll History: Mermaze Mermaidz

Slogan: "Beyond the waves, beneath the surf, into the deep blue... Follow the fabulous fins of Mermaze to discover something AMAZING!”

Company: MGA

Debuted: 2022

Height: 13.5 in

Retailed: $32.99 MRSP

Gimmick

Each doll had a unique, sculpted tail that changes color when submerged in water. Their packaging lets out half the lower half of the doll in the open- allowing consumers to touch the tails themselves.

In series 2, the dolls each have a water and glitter filled tail.

However, the dolls themselves were not considered water friendly with the choices of clothes and hairstyles not being suitable to be submerged in water.

History

Mermaze Marmaidz are a series of mermaid dolls. On January 24th, 2022, The Instragram, Officialmermaze, released the first teaser photo of a black siluetto of Kishiko. The brand continue introducing fans to each character through silhouette images and videos via Instagram and TikTok throughout the month On March 29th, 2022: Also known as International Mermaid Day, A live-action Mermaze Mermaidz Color Change music video was released. It features an original Mermaze Mermaidz anthem.  Finally, on April 4th 2022: The first core five dolls were released to stores. However, due to low sales, the brand was discontinued and the last line, Slumber Party, was only released in one UK store.

During the holiday season, Target’s Top Toys of 2022, features the doll line.

The dolls were often compared to another mermaid doll line released at the time: Mermaid High by Spin Master. Some theorized this doll line was created to compete with them but due to the timing of each doll line’s  release, this theory seems unlikely.

Notable, the doll's eyes are used from a previous doll line that the company made: Project Mc2

Dolls

Kishiko- Name Meaning in Japanese: Child of the Seashore- is the first character to be introduced in the franchise with a teaser on the official Mermaze Mermaids Instagram. Her style is highly inspired by Harajuku Fashion. Her tail changes from pastel pink and a seafoam green ombre to a pearlescent hot pink when in contact with cold water

Shellnelle: Her style is inspired by the luxury brand Chanel.  Her tail changes from a coral to teal blue when in contact with cold water

Riviera: Her design is heavily inspired by alternative rock culture, specifically Heavy Metal. Her tail changes from dark metallic blue to teal with a silver fin in contact with warm water

Jordie: Her design pieces is inspired by the sportswear brand Adidas. Her tail changes from black to grey when in contact with warm water, and her fin reveals coral pink stripes in cold water

Harmonique: She is Riviera's sister, and her design was inspired by Ariana Grande, a popular pop artist. Her tail changes from a metallic purple and hot pink to silver chrome when in contact with warm water.

Orra: Her tail transforms from ombre pink and silver to black and she is the only one with a bend in the middle of her tail. She is the first and only Collector Edition Mermaze Mermaidz doll.

Doll Lines

Collector Edition doll line.

Winter Waves

Slumber Party

Unreleased:

Winter Wondersea

Fashion Fins

Sirenz- A line featuring teenage siblings of the core cast

Animated Series

The first episode was released May 8th, 2022 with the episode, Jordie Moves In. Episodes were released bi-weekly on YouTube.

[scallysubben]

Howdy lads. Its been quite awhile huh 😂😂

So I've kept going with the whole chav thing don't worry. I haven't fell off the wagon.

Tbh I am a chav now pretty much. I mostly listen to grime/drill, I am always wearing nike/Adidas tracksuits, always got my TNs on, chavvy haircut etc etc.

Thought I'd just share a before and after photo though 😂

If anyone also is wanting to become a chav, feel free to slide into my DMs, and I can give you some tips on how I've done it the past few years! Or just slide into my DMs anyways, always like to chat

Anyways, here's the transformation