#but it’s okay he deserved to go to argentina

[kawoala]

and the funny thing is i would have married you (oikawa) if you’d have stuck aroooouuunnndd (not went to argentina)

[heartmaddie]

two slow dancers ! oikawa tooru incl : post-timeskip , fluff , angst (a bit) , exes (tbh this is a bit of word vomit i wrote it at 1am)

their break up was more than amicable.

they were both bigger than what miyagi could offer them. it was no secret that japan didn’t offer tooru the recognition that he deserved, and for her, everything was perfectly laid out in tokyo. that’s where they originally planned to move together in the beginning after all. 

but even so, in the late hours of the night, he still found himself buried in different magazine clippings and articles about life abroad. when push came to shove he decided that he wanted to move to argentina, but he was conflicted, going to argentina meant leaving her behind.

it was a mutual break up, tooru couldn’t risk volleyball and she couldn’t risk university, and they understood that at the end of the day, their future mattered more than their highschool romance. but even so, the pain settled between them deeply, piercing through the love they shared. it hurt too much.

they had completely lost contact two months after tooru moved to argentina. 

but now, almost seven years later, he found himself back in tokyo, walking into a familiar cafe for a blind date that matsukawa had spontaneously set up for him.

the bell jingled as he walked through the oak door, tan arms covered by the thick wool of his red jumper, he wasn't used to the layers anymore.

but of course, he should've expected this, because at that table was not some random girl from his university course, but the woman that tooru hasn't been able to get out of his mind for the past ten years of his life.

it’s almost magical how everything falls into place, but still, a mere comparison to what they were in their teenage years. he’s stunned by how she’s managed to become so eloquent in such a short amount of time, but he’s more so focused on how she had satisfyingly grown into her features.

she was always attractive by conventional standards, but now it was more obvious than ever.

he knows he’s changed too, argentina was good to him. with sunkissed, tan skin and hair slightly golden from the sun, he was something else entirely compared to the lanky boy he once was. he noticed how her gaze would shift from his eyes down to his sharp jawline before concentrating on him properly once again, or how her body language was almost flirtatious as she leant over the table with head propped up on interlocked hands. 

before he knew it, he found himself following her out of the cafe. her arm was wrapped around his bicep as the two walked towards her apartment. their flirtatious banter and intimate touches had come back to them like pen on paper, it was nearly how it was before.

there was a gentle intimacy in how their bodies intertwined on her soft mattress, her head resting on the hard expanse of his chest as thick fingers slid through silky strands of hair. tooru watched as she fell asleep and he couldn’t help but smile softly. 

but in his heart he knew that this was fleeting, their time together was transient. his teeth dug into the bottom of his inner lip as his heart swelled with some sort of achy discomfort, he didn’t want to leave her alone again. instinctively, he shifted her closer, burying his nose into the soft expanse of hair as he soaked in all of her. this would be okay for now, he decided, he’d keep her close until he had to leave again.

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[goldsainz]

THE ERAS TOUR — one shot.

pairing: charles leclerc x reader

MASTERLIST.

NOTE: this is fully to ignore the fact that i probably will not see taylor in argentina bc the chances of getting tickets are insane, which is okay (i already cried my eyes out) — still doesn't make it hurt any less — but i have hope another opportunity will come! nicki is amazing and after yesterday’s race (forza ferrari fr) all ferrari fans need a pick me up. enjoy this random fic!! this is kinda all over the place, but we move (italics = translation)

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yourusername QUE?? chicos yo no puedo creer esto... ABRO EL SHOW PARA TAYLOR SWIFT!! esto es un sueño cumplido y mucho más... les dejo esta foto de cuando me enteré sobre esto hace unos meses 🙃

WHAT?? guys i cannot believe this... I OPEN TAYLOR SWIFT'S SHOW!! this is a dream come true and so much more... i leave you this picture of when i found out about this a couple months ago 🙃

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taylorswift You are gonna kill this!!! 💕✨😁

⤷ yoursername estoy llorando!!! te amo 🤍 i'm crying!!! i love you

ynfan1 I LITERALLY DIED DEAD

taylorfan1 when world's collide... i need tickets rn

ynfan2 argentina >>

charles_leclerc So incredibly proud of you ❤️ ps: I took that picture while she face-timed me 😉

⤷ yourusername let's all thank charles

⤷ ynfan3 thank you!!

charlesfan1 don't know how ¡'m gonna get tickets... but i will

ynfan4 im broke but never broke enough for taylor and y/n

ynfan5 verla irse internacional me pone contentísima seeing her go international makes me so happy

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yourusername méxico, fuiste mágico! siguiente parada, argentina 🇦🇷 no puedo esperar para cantar en mi país!! los amo tanto, esta oportunidad sin ustedes no sería posible ❤️‍🩹

mexico, you were magical! next stop, argentina 🇦🇷 i can't wait to sing in my country!! i love you so much, this opportunity would not be possible without you ❤️‍🩹

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ynfan21 KILLED IT!!!!!!

charles _leclerc Even though I couldn't make it, I always go where you go, this time it was by watching every clip I could find. Words cannot describe how proud I am of you, amour

⤷ yoursername i'm so lucky to have you!! te amoo i love youu

charlesfan21 the fact that taylor played ciwyw, sweet nothing and cornelia street for her and charles... now that's true love

charlesfan22 missing her at the races

ynfan22 PODER VERLA FUE LO MEJOR QUE ME PASO!!! BEING ABLE TO SEE HER WAS THE BEST THING THAT HAPPENED TO ME!!!

charlesfan23 charles's comments keep my hope for true love alive

ynfan23 LA AMO I LOVE HER

charlesfan24 need to see her live

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ynupdates Y/N at the Monza Grand Prix 03/09

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ynfan32 SERVING LOOKS

ynfan33 best couple ever cause she’s on break and still travelling to see charles

user31 her and rosalia together is everything to me

charlesfan32 i need pics of them together NOW.

user32 rauw being cropped is killing me

ynfan34 mother is mothering fr

charlesfan33 her presence is the good luck ferrari needs

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yoursername CONGRATULATIONS!!! it never fails to amaze me just how talented you are, the year started rough but you pushed forward!! P1 is everything you hoped for and more, but no matter the result, i will always cheer you on

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user41 IF MY PARTNER ISN'T THIS SUPPORTIVE, I DON'T WANT IT

scuderiaferrari Thank you, Y/N, for your endless support!

charles_leclerc Thank you for supporting me and letting me hug you when I'm soaked in champagne!

yoursername always, mi amor 🫶 my love

ynfan41 THE CARDIGANS ARE SOOO CUTE

charlesfan41 the fact that when y/n goes he drives like there’s no tomorrow

ynfan42 idk but y/n ignoring ferrari's comment is kind badass…..

⤷ charlesfan42 after all the shit they put him through it's well deserved

charlesfan43 THERE IS HOPE FOR FERRARI AFTER ALL

ynfan43 alguien que me consiga una relación asi someone get me a relationship like this

charlesfan44 y/n is just like us fr, ignoring ferrari and loving

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yourusername que ciudad tan mágica que es buenos aires! nunca me sentí tan amada en mi país como en esas horitas que compartimos!! gracias por las pulseritas de amistad que me dieron, no me las saco nunca más 💞💞

what a magical city that is buenos aires! i never felt so loved in my country as i did in those hours we shared!! thank you for all the friendship bracelets you gave me, i will never take them off 💞💞

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charles_leclerc Never met someone that made me feel the things I feel, you are the one for me. Cannot wait to see you after so long and have you in my arms, watching a livestream to see you perform will do for now. I love you, so much, mon chéri ❤️

⤷ yourusername i just shed a couple tears... te amo tanto 🫶🥹 i love you so much

ynfan51 charles's comment... the highway looks so nice rn

ynfan52 REINA LA ROMPISTE!!!! QUEEN YOU KILLED IT

charlesfan51 lover is actually about them, taylor told me herself

orianasabatini llore cuando te vi!! sos una genia, hermosa 🤩 i cried when i saw you!!! you are a genius, beautiful

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charlesfan52 CHARLES YOU BETTER TREAT HER WELL

⤷ ynfan53 after the comment that he left there is no doubt

user51 entre que la vi a taylor y a ella 2 veces, mi vida esta completa!! between seeing taylor and her 2 times, my life is complete!!

ynfan54 nothing will ever top seeing her live

[iwaoiness]

The silence is heavy, intense, settling with an almost suffocating density. Oikawa's eyes are fixed on the floor, his fingers fidgeting in a futile attempt to hide their tremor. His heart pounds so hard within his chest, shaking his eardrums like an earthquake, that he’s sure Iwaizumi can hear it. He knows he should look up, that the least Iwa-chan deserves is to be looked at. But he can’t, not because he doesn’t trust Iwa-chan, but because he doesn’t trust himself to hold back the tears stinging behind his eyes.

He doesn’t deserve to cry. He’s the one leaving. He’s the one who is going to separate their paths once they graduate in two years.

"Hey, Oikawa." Iwaizumi’s voice is calm, tinged with something that makes Oikawa’s vision blur and his trembling lips purse when he feels the familiar sting in his nose. "Oikawa." A pair of knees come into his view, and two big, warm hands rest gently on his thighs. Tooru shakes his head, burying it in his shoulders.

It’s the voice he grew up with. It’s the voice he’s heard mature and become deeper and rougher. It’s the voice that acts as a beacon when everything seems dark and empty.

And he’s going to lose it.

“Look at me.” Oikawa’s breath hitches, his vision blurring despite his blinking. “Tooru.” Hajime’s hand, gentle and soft, lifts his chin, forcing him to meet his eyes.

And it’s when Oikawa sees his emerald-filled eyes, sees the serenity and calm shining in his irises, where there’s no betrayal, no disappointment, no pain, no angst, no fear, that his wall can no longer hold, and it breaks. His shoulders shake with the first sob, hot tears trailing down his cheeks, leaving wet trails.

His arms rise, encircling Iwaizumi’s neck, and Hajime’s arms wrap around his back, pulling him in. Their chests collide, Tooru continues sobbing, holding him tighter, burying his face to hide from the world. He cries like he did when they were three and he sprained his arm. He cries like when they were six and Iwaizumi split his forehead learning to ride a bike without training wheels. He cries like when they were eight and they were separated into different classrooms for the first time. He cries like when they were twelve and they lost to Ushijima. He cries like when they were fourteen and his grandmother decided to join the stars in the sky. He cries like when they were fifteen and he felt like no one understood him like Iwa-chan.

He cries at sixteen, telling his best friend, the soul of his soul, the love of his life, that he’s going to Argentina after they graduate.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, Tooru. Cry all you want.” He hears Iwaizumi’s low, rough whisper in his ear. His hand strokes his back, up and down, his other arm anchored firmly around his waist.

And he listens, he always listens to Iwa-chan. And he cries, cries until his head pounds and his tremors and sobs turn into soft hiccups and sniffles. He’s still trapped in Hajime’s arms, but his head has lowered to rest on his chest, and his own arms weakly encircle his torso. There’s a gentle weight on his crown, Iwaizumi’s slightly irregular breath in his ear.

His eyes also sting. They feel red, and his cheeks and nose are probably like tomatoes. But now he’s calmer, the weight in his chest has lightened.

“Is… Is it really okay?” His voice is somewhat hoarse, his throat sore, but Tooru asks anyway, his fingers clutching a handful of Iwaizumi’s shirt from behind. “I’m going away. To another country. Far, far away. There aren’t even direct flights.”

The silence is no longer suffocating, lasting only a few seconds.

“It’s okay because you have a pride so great that you won’t be satisfied until you’ve tried everything, until you’ve exhausted every last opportunity.” Hajime replies, honest and simple, his fingers stroking the length of his back. “Even if that opportunity is buried deep in the earth, you’ll dig until your nails break for it.” Iwaizumi sighs, and Oikawa curls up, pressing his lips tightly when another wave of stinging scratches behind his eyes. “And… and I really don’t want to think much about this. Right now, I’m okay, because we have time ahead of us. There are still two years until we graduate, fuck it if I’m not going to make the most of every second with you.”

His voice cracks a bit, and Tooru lifts his head to look at him, his heart aching to see Hajime’s eyes reddened and glassy, his brow furrowed in that way that lets Oikawa know he’s also holding back. But in his gaze, there’s also strength, firmness, solidity.

“I’m going to support you with everything I have, Tooru.” He promises, almost in a whisper, just for him.

And Oikawa’s lips curve into a small smile that holds so much, so much for Iwaizumi. His hand cups his cheek, his thumb caressing his skin. He wants to say so many things that he doesn't even know where to start. Words are piling up in his mouth, all wanting to come out at once, gushing like a tsunami.

But there are only three words that manage to come out clearly.

“I love you.” And it’s the only words he feels he can articulate well. It’s an I love you that also means you’re the best thing I have, an I love you that means I'm going to be with him no matter what, an I love you that means I'm going to support you with everything I have, wherever that may be.

...

u can fine me on my ao3, bsky and carrd 🍉

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Hey, i love your work and i hope you 're a having a great day💞 I have a request if it's okay, i was thinking maybe something with Anto and his girlfriend/wife is argentinian maybe related to Messi and some tension during the WC finale.

Or another idea where they are experiencing some cultural differences. Maybe her showing something from her culture to his family.

Thank you💞 💞💞

Conflicted -Antoine Griezmann (x Messi!Reader)

Summary: Your French husband is at the final of the World Cup but so is your Argentinian brother, Lionel.

You were the happiest when you saw Argentina beat Croatia 3-0 and with a goal, even though it was a penalty, of your brother, Lionel Messi. You were in your hotel room with your husband, Antoine, with the Messi 10 shirt on, when that happened. He had laughed when you threw yourself at him kissing him in your celebration form.

Antoine obviously welcomed your kiss and loved the attention.

You never thought too deeply into it but you started doing it when you saw that France was beating Morocco.

It was such a hard decision for you now. You were born in Argentina, you were proud of being Argentinian and you obviously wanted for your country to win, but on the other side you had your French husband.

He had already won a WC but you were also waiting for him to win another one, he had worked so hard for this, he deserved it, he also wanted to make his country proud once more and you wanted to be there for him.

So that's how you came into the place you were being now, sat in the French side with your Argentina shirt on but a French flag tied around your neck. People were whispering at the fact of the blue and white striped shirt on the dark blue side but whoever knew Lionel Messi and Antoine Griezmann knew that you were sister of the first one and wife of the latest.

You were feeling funny today, you knew that at the end of the day you'd feel happy and sad at the same time however the result will be. Happy for your husband and sad for your brother and country if France wins or Sad for your husband and happy for your brother and country if Argentina wins. By the end of the day, you'll be destroyed by the social media either way.

Good thing was that you learned to not give a single shit of what people said about you on social media.

Antoine's parents and the French WAG's were understanding your position. Of course, you can imagine they feel a little betrayed but they also knew your good intentions and the fact that you wished both teams the best of luck.

"Stop stressing so much about it" Antoine had said before arriving at the stadium

You were laughing at that right now.

First half passed and Argentina was already winning 2-0, you didn't celebrated the goals made by your older brother and by Angel Di Maria... And you were also not going to celebrate France's goals.

If they scored seeing as they weren't going to do it.

Your breathe hitched everytime the ball moved from Argentina to France territory and from France to Argentina territory. This was the world's best and worst final for you.

The amount of times your stomach was tied in a knot were uncountable.

It was worse when Kylian at minutes 80' and 81' did a doublet. It was tied and both of them heading into the extra time.

At this rate you wanted to throw up. You felt the looks of the whole stadium on you, even if they were on the pitch. You felt the whispers of both countries hit on your back.

At 108' Lionel scored and ten minutes later Kylian scored too. Fucking penalties. They were heading into the penalties. Everything could happen now.

4-2, was the end result. You cried for both happiness and sadness. You couldn't see Antoine's sad face and you could imagine your brother's happiness for finally winning a WC.

After a few minutes you bolted out of the French stands and got into the pitch, both teams still there along with the family of the Argentinians.

You showed your pass and security let you in.

Your eyes scanned the whole stadium searching for the brunette of your brother and the blonde of your husband, after what felt ages looking and looking around; you finally saw them both, hugging each other. You ran towards them and finally crushed both of them in a hug

You heard both of their laughs and felt their arms wrap around you

"This past three hours were absolutely hell for me" You admitted "I'm sorry and congrats, both of you" You spoke

"Don't worry, hermanita. We understand it" Your brother spoke first "Still, thank you for the support"

"I love you both so much" You said crying "And please known I'm happy and sad at the same time. This wasn't easy"

"We known it wasn't" Antoine whispered leaving a kiss on your cheek "We thank you for putting up with it, tho" You pulled away from them kissing Antoine's lips quickly and then your brother's cheek, hugging them once more

You guess, it was your country's time. It was your brother's time. Last time you were in the French side, cheering for them and celebrating with them on their win. Now, you'll also be there but with your people. Your latina people, you'd still celebrate it.

You were hurt for your brother back in 2018, now you are hurt for your husband in 2022.

Still, you loved the fact they respected each other, both of them understanding each others position. You went to your mom hugging her tightly feeling the excitement of your fellow Argentinians, you hugged your sister-in-law and your nephews.

You hugged Angel, Rodrigo, el Dibu, Dybala, Julián and every single one of the team congratulating them and even kissing the throphy your brother put up to your lips, laughing with him.

After a while, you escaped from them and went towards your French people. The first one you hugged was Lloris, the greatest captain ever, you kissed his cheek and congratulated him for the amazing job he had done, you then went to Varane, Olivier, Théo, Kylian, Koundé, Ousmane and the rest of them, leaving last your husband who was slightly behind them watching your brother with the Cup.

You went to him, hugged your husband and kissed him once more

"I'm so proud of you, I love you so much, I'm sorry and congratulations" His arms tightened around you

"Thank you, chérie" He smiled at you "Go and have fun with them" You shook your head

"I can't have fun knowing my husband is feeling sad, I know it's a normal thing right now but I just can't. I already feeling like I'm betraying both of you"

"You aren't. You're happy your brother and country got another Cup"

"But I'm also sad and destroyed because my husband and his country lost" You shook your head "I'm feeling everything a persona can feel" He laughed lightly

"That's not healthy for the baby, you know it" Antoine's hands went to your barely shown stomach, you were four months into pregnancy and not many people knew about it

"Well, I can't exactly help it. This baby will be in the middle next WC just like his momma is"

"I'm sorry"

"Don't be" You kissed his once more before feeling a weight on your shoulder "Merde!"

"¿Cómo que merde? ¿Qué sos vos argentina o francesa, boluda?" Your brother's voice made you and Antoine laugh "Venga, que mamá quiere una foto de todos" You nod

"I can take it if you want" Anto offered as Leo laughed

"Mamá dijo todos, vos también estás incluido. Somos familia"

After a few photos and some easing things from your family's part to Antoine, they were having a good time. Not the exactly best or they were fully partying like you knew they would, for Anto's feelings and respect but you loved it and were feeling now happy seeing that despite the differences they were able to push them aside.

Football is football but family is first.

Those two were your champions- your world champions and you couldn't help but think your third one was also on its way.

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[myheartisoutatsea]

Speaking ill of the Dead

Okay, let’s have this conversation. The tragedy on the Titan Sub is an incredibly complicated topic, less so because of the actual technical issues of the submarine but for the actions of the company and crew. Perhaps by calling it a tragedy I have already made my opinion somewhat clear, but let me lament about the topic a bit further. 

Clearly the company did not take well enough actions prior to the dive of the submarine. It has had no peer review, not certification, and every attempt to express concern on the Submarines integrity was ignored in favor of a quicker time tune over and a profit. This is an inherent problem in the Adventure industry, where something that is meant to be undertaken slowly, carefully, and by well prepared experts is done by people who want an adrenaline rush and an experience. This leads to a lot of tragedy in the Industry. 

Secondly, the crew aboard has made some questionable designs in their life. I believe one report I saw claimed the co-founder of OceanGate and pilot of the Submarine was previously a private jet owner and flyer and thus according the account responsible for heavy air pollution and in passion of already great wealth. I believe they (the author of the account) found this to be abhorrent, and anybody who respects this earth would react to pollution, and found him to be  a terrible human being. 

There is also the issue of whether or not the site of tragedy should be a tourist destination, and also the waver the crew signed when entering the vessel. The waver clearly stated it was an experimental vessel and an uncertified one at that. 

Now none of these are what I have an issue with, seeing as I honestly think many mistake were made, that’s what makes it a tragedy and not a horror. What I have issue with it going around saying they deserved death, as though we should let people make their beds and lie in them, as though we should look death in the face and call it humane and right, as though I am supposed to speak ill of dead men for their money. 

So I’m going to go into these issues, from the point of view of a Sailors child. My parent is a sailor, and a Submariner at that. We’ve had extensive talks about the issues here, and I’d like to poke a few holes, a patch a few others, and make some conversation while I’m at it. 

I would like to ask you dear readers, what in the world do you actually know about Submarines? Had you read that waver, would you honestly believe there would better options? Would you know about the three to five organizations that certify Submarines or would you assume uncertified meant non-military? Would you not assume this new and amazing technologically was of course experimental? For what else could innovation in adventure be? 

There has been some outrage about the fact that the submarine was piloted by a game controller, well guess what, Navy Submarines have them too. Until very recently most Periscopes on Submarines were made to function through a highly calibrated set of mirrors. Quite literally mirrors. The submarine scene from the Fast and Furious 8 movie made me so mad, because there is not enough technology in an older submarine for Cipher to hack if she tried. Now, the most recent submarines use digital cameras in their periscopes. Want to know how they maneuver that? With an Xbox game controller. One of the Sailors pointed out that the technology for game control, meant to be intuitive to the user, could be very useful on the submarine and thus the engineers made it happen. Do not pretend the wireless, intuitive controller is not amazing technology because it helps you play video games. 

Another thing about Submarines, did you know that worldwide, during peace time, many nations have a specific system set up with each other to do search and rescue for submarines? Look up the disappearance of the ARA San Juan, an Argentina sub that also imploded and was only located with national help. The Hulk wasn’t too far off when he talked about being in a pressurized can being a bad idea. Submarines are some of the most deadly machines we have, in their military use and how much danger there is to operate them. As such, the international community reacts to them according. The US Navy specifically has a policy of being able to launch search and recovery equipment to the needed location or at least en route to within 24 hours of notification. This includes sonar and deep sea ROVs. Based on previous precedence set by Submarine emergencies, the international community is more likely to respond to Submarine disasters quicker, they have less time. 

So Yes, the tragedy of the refugee ship of Greece is a politically fueled tragedy and loss of life, but it is not the same as the Titan. The Titan didn’t get more attention because it has billionaires on board, it got more attention because it was a Submarine. Submarines have the benefit of being a recent dilemma for the world theaters, so they have more modern solutions while Refugees and Sailing ships have had centuries of existence to be wrangled into political machinations that make it complicated to rescue too retrieve. 

What is more likely to be a problem is the retrieval or lack there of the bodies, as those bodies are usually mounted over, but bodies lost at sea rarely get returned. The Navy has always held that the ocean is a fit and final resting place for those lost at sea, and while due respect is paid to their loss, retrieving the bodies and wreckage is harrowing and expensive. If you truly want to rage against those with a lot of a money, start asking who’s going to be paying for the retrieval operation and all that time spent searching. I would argue it should be OceanGate, for their negligence in the integrity of their Submarine lead to a loss of life. 

I will also honestly say this, I hate to speak ill of the dead even when it must be done. Yes, some of these people lost did terrible things, but they did not only do evil in their life and their story should not just be “They did this but they also did this!” it should be instead “They did this and this.” Was the french diver not also one of the only certified people to take wreckage from the Titanic to surface for study, posterity, and for museums? Was the British explorer not also a history enthusiast who was excited to see a piece of history he studied so fondly? Was the Son not also a student? Perhaps the pilot did pollute the earth, you’d be hard pressed to find someone who hadn’t, his crime is perhaps instead doing nothing to fix pollution. 

I believe a lot of us apply Spiderman's “With Great Power comes Great Responsibility” to those with Wealth, and while not wrong we get too disappointed when they fail to meet our standards. They are not obligated to help the world, as much as we need them to be. We want them to be better people, but they won’t always be. It is not wealth that made them bad, but their actions or lack thereof with it that did. 

The Navy hosts something called the Submarine ball, to celebrate the creation of the Submarine force. And every Submarine ball, they will list the submarines sunk and the life lost on them. I have gone too many times, heard that speech and list too many times to call the death by horrific pressure and cold and drowning something somebody has to have had deserved. 

Look up the specifics of implosion, of death, of how your blood boils if you rise to fast, of the cold seeping in so fast you feel like ice, to the lack of hair, and tell me you wish that on people. Tell me you have enough in you to wish somebody to die by the sea, lost and scared, and tell me how that makes you a righteous and good person. By all means rage an injustice, rage at the unfair, but do not turn that into a right to murder, to kill, and wish death on others. 

[ampersandbastille]

as someone who used to be a (mostly) one direction blog (and a liam girlie back in the day) i am understandably not doing well.

i haven’t been posting anything related to it because frankly, i have been grieving. seeing him and all the beautiful tributes make me cry, the awful realities of what happened make me cry, seeing his dad and paul in argentina makes me cry, having old friends reach out to me and check on me. seeing the boys’ posts, their families, etc. and then…i opened twitter to the leaked photos of, well, his d*** body (don’t even get me started on my absolute anger and disgust over that entire situation, i am very genuinely traumatized and will be talking through it in therapy this week). i cannot express in words how much and how many feelings i’ve felt the last handful of days. my hope is to reblog posts related to the statements from folks, some of my old posts, and just in general the wave of positivity that i’ve been seeing on here since it happened.

if you scroll back enough in my blog, i was defending liam way back during the 1d days, because there were always times liam wasn’t treated fairly. i’d like to mention, it should go without saying that certain situations with liam in the last few years were not situations i was okay with defending, and instead welcomed the apologies he’d give and NEVER ever took part in the dogpiling and bullying. criticism, concern, and respectful discourse, sure. the apologies weren’t mine to accept though, and i genuinely just welcomed them in hopes he could conquer the struggles he faced so publicly. i was rooting for him to get the help and support in his personal life that he needed and deserved. addiction and mental health are not issues so easily helped. it is heartbreaking. none of us can ever know the worst or in fact the best of him…we weren’t in his life and we didn’t know him.

that being said, i have absolutely no interest in discussing those matters here. i respect everyone’s opinions on those fronts and how they feel. it truly is complicated. all i would like to say is that here on this blog, i want to at least have a moment to briefly remember the parts of my life that one direction greatly improved: giving me friends for life, memories i hold dear, strength and solace during dark times, unbridled joy, community, and etc. etc.

anyone who needs someone to talk to, i am here. this community has been nothing short of chaotic over the years, but the love and care has always shone through, and those who were there just get it. we always wanted to protect the boys and i know they know that we have always wanted the very best for them. liam loved one direction the way all of us did, and he flat out showed up for and supported his brothers in their solo endeavors. he loved the music, the joy, the shows, the fun, US, and all the good parts of one direction. and that’s what i will keep reminding myself as i continue figuring out how to grieve.

long live one direction.

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But then Maria was struck with sadness at all of this.

“If only,” she said. “I mean, this is so beautiful. And she deserves it, I’m not saying she doesn’t. But why do you think some people get happy endings and others don’t?”

“Oh, hell if I know. Sorry, I was just fixing the lights.”

Jordan had a worried look of having done something wrong, and which made Maria smile. Made her heart ache just a little more. He was no philosopher, and she didn’t need him to be. He was thoughtful and generous and usually aloof. But the way he stopped, really heard her, that slight raise in his eyebrow that said he cared in ways he couldn’t put words to, it meant everything to her. It was one of the few things she cherished in this life.

“I guess it probably sucks for you to work here, with all the weddings,” he said.

“Sometimes I think I should feel worse.”

“Why should you feel worse?”

She and Joseph got pregnant first and married soon after. A traditional shotgun thing, not that anyone’s parents demanded it, but Joseph was a traditional sort of guy. He would have been a good husband, probably. That’s what everyone said. He would have been a great father. Maybe. Maria had never known him to care for a pet or sibling or even a plant, but he had that dominant kind of control that would have led a household like a Navy ship. Probably his sharp edges would soften and he could be caring and patient and devoted and all those things a father and husband needed to be. Parenthood brings out the best in people sometimes, except when it doesn’t.

But none of that mattered now because that wasn’t what fate had in store for them.

“Joseph was a fine enough guy and everything, but he and I weren’t together very long. You know, it’s not like I lost the love of my whole life or anything. Maybe he would have been in time, but that didn’t happen for us, and now I’ve known all kinds of people longer than I ever knew him. Ha, I’ve even known you for longer, actually. So is that it? Is that all the love story I get?”

“I doubt it. You’re only twenty-six. You can’t quit and become a retired pond swan yet.”

“Can’t I? Why not?”

“Because that would be a shame.”

She sighed. She looked him in the eyes. Maybe she shouldn’t poke it, but she couldn’t resist. Part of her didn’t want to know. Part of her wanted to keep this cherished fantasy alive, because without that, what else would she have? But the other part of her, the part that hoped, was stupid. “Why? Why would it be a shame?”

“Maria, you know you’re great.”

“Oh, like, ‘you have a really great personality’ kind of great?”

“You do have a great personality. But that’s not all.”

“Okay, I’m a good friend, too? The plain-looking plucky friend who’s a little bit funny, in a good way.”

“Maria. You’re not plain-looking.”

“What am I missing here?”

“You know, I’m not a reliable kind of guy.”

“That’s not nice to think about yourself.”

“You can think nice things about a person if you want, but that doesn’t make them true.”

“So tell me why.”

“Colette is right to be pissed at me. I wasn’t around after she had the boys, and it took me years to take any real responsibility. But then I tried. I’ve been trying for years. And I love them, but now I’ve been trying to figure out how to leave.”

“Leave Colette?”

“Leave, everything. I mean, it’s not like I want to leave my boys, but she’d never let me take them. So what am I supposed to do? Maybe I could take them sometimes. But I just need to go, you know?”

“Where do you want to go?”

“Well, there’s this thing I booked in Nevada, but that’s not all. Because after that, I’m going to Japan. And after that, I want to hike the Pacific Crest Trail—that’s more than a long weekend, it takes half a year! I want to see Argentina, and Alaska, and Europe. Just, everywhere. I want to be free to go. To work how I want and go when I want and break out of all these boxes.” He may have sounded flippant at first, but as he went on, his tone took a sharp turn toward desperation. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. I know it sounds bad, but I don’t think I’m cut out for it, you know, being that kind of guy. The kind of guy who has all his shit together. Because all I really want to do is figure out how to just get away from it all.”

“Oh. I get it.”

“But do you?” He shook his head. “See, I didn’t want you to feel like this. I mean, this isn’t because of you. Because, if I was meant for that normal kind of life—”

“No, it’s okay. I get it.” Maybe Maria understood, intellectually, but it felt too much like rejection in this moment, in this night with the pond swans and the holographic hearts. It hit worse than rejection. There was a finality to it. How could you ever be with someone who wanted to be so detached? There was less than the slim chance of hope she thought she’d been holding onto. She shouldn’t have poked. “I… I have to go finish a tofu saltimbocca.”

“Wait, Maria.”

And, she suspected, she needed to run to the pantry to have a little cry.

— from “my sweetheart #4: someone else’s wedding” (3/3)

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Hello! I would like to ask what you think happened to the lives of Ámbar and Simón at the end of the series. Specifically even after several years. I just saw a video on tiktok about this topic, where it was said that Simón would be a singer, and Ámbar would basically just be a "housewife". It wasn't said exactly like that, but it gets the point across. I always thought that Ámbar would also have followed her singing career like Simón, or she would have focused more on skating, or she would have become the CEO of some company, rather her own company. You understand, right? I don't know if I'm explaining it the way I want 😅 It just seems to me that people from the fandom completely underestimate her abilities and I'd like to see what direction she decided to go in your opinion.

I'd also like to ask if you think Ámbar went back to work at Jam & Roller in the series, because after they fired her and she got the document plates back, it wasn't said if they gave her back or not. Anyway, I love your stories and can't wait for the new version of Cruel Summer chapter 4 💕 I wish you a lot of strength and energy, and above all, don't overwork yourself and rest 💗

Okay, anyone who says Ámbar would just be a housewife deserves jail. Like, sorry not sorry, but we did not watch the same show if that's what you think my girl is doing years from now. Actually, I think Ámbar Smith would be insulted by the notion. Like, what the hell do you mean the man is out there taking over the world with music while she's staying home all day taking care of the kids or whatever-- What 1950s male fantasy trash book did you take that idea from?

Don't take me wrong, Ámbar would 100% want to be involved in the life of her children, if she had any, because she would not want to be a neglectful mother like Sharon was to her-- But there are other options, okay? Not just housewife. Especially because the girl is rich, and, if the Roller Band is doing good (or Simón went solo or whatever) he is also rich, so neither of them need to be home all day taking care of everything, they can pay someone else to do so.

"or she would have become the CEO of some company, rather her own company. You understand, right?" EXACLTY. Like, I'm gonna be honest, I don't know what exactly Ámbar would be doing in the future job-wise, mostly because I don't think she even knew by the end of the series, so how am I supposed to know? But, I do know 100% that she would want to do something of her life, and something big. I don't think music was her dream, so I would scratch that, not because she couldn't, because of course she could've been a star, I mean, she ticked all the boxes, but simply because I get the feeling she loved more the attention that she got from her performances than the craft itself as Simón does.

As for rollerskating, yes, she could've pursue it professionally, but I don't know... Correct me if I'm wrong, but I get the feeling like Argentina is not the most supportive country to sports unless we're talking about football. I mean, it's not like Ámbar would need the economical support, but still, like, I can only think of one argentinian guy who does rollerskating professionally and it's gotten kinda far, and even then, rollerskating on itself is just not that well-known of a sport. I mean, if Ámbar was really passionate about it then I guess she wouldn't care if it was a big sport or not, but I just don't know if she's passionate enough to make it her whole career. I just feel like she always had other stuff in her mind, like, her studying abroad in Paris. I could be wrong though.

Lately, I've been toying with this cute little idea that Ámbar could be Simón's manager. BUT NOT JUST HIS MANAGER, OKAY? Don't come at me saying she would revolve her whole life around a man, hear me out first. I came up with this idea because my favorite ASMR artist on YouTube, Gibi, is married and her husband is her manager, and the story behind it is that, this man studied industrial engineering and economics, and so he was out of college and managing some businesses, some companies, etc etc, while Gibi was doing her YouTube channel. At some point, she started gaining more followers and working with sponsors and stuff, and so it became a business, so she turned to her (in that time, boyfriend) and said, "Hey, you already do this for a living, you could totally manage me!"

So, Ámbar could study something of the sort, like, business administration like Matteo or something, and she could first dabble in some businesses, some corporations, and then, I think she could enter the world of show business, because, Jim and Yam would be fresh out of art school and doing stuff, Delfi studied cinema so she would be doing movies or TV, Jazmín is a content creator, Matteo is a singer, and, by that point, the Roller Band (or just Simón) would be kind of famous already, so Ámbar would literally be surrounded by it from the start. I think she would totally see a business opportunity there managing content creators and artists-- And, I think she would totally look at how their current managers are doing and think "I could do that so much better." ksdjnf. So, yeah, I think she would offer Simón to manage the business-side of his career so he can focus on the creative side of it, and I think it would be fun if she, like, bossed him around a bit hahah I think Simón would joke that it reminds him of when Ámbar was the Roller's manager, but the difference would be that, technically, Simón could fire Ámbar this time if he so wanted😂 But, again, she would not be dependent on him because she would have many different clients. Like, maybe she would even take new artists under her wing and try to help them achieve their dreams. I think she has an eye for talent and she would know how to sell stuff to audiences 😎

(If I end up writing this in one of my fics in the future, please act surprised skdjfn)

Anyway, as for your other question, I don't think Ámbar got her job back in the Roller, but I think that's a good thing in the long term, because, it was implied many times throughout the season that all this workload had been dropped on her lap overnight and that Vidia kinda didn't help her at all. Like, they just expected this 18/19-year-old girl to have it all figured out just because Gary appointed her as manager?? I remember in the beginning Ámbar would try to call them to ask for guidance and they would just be like "Deal with it on your own or we'll fire you and find someone who can."

So, yeah, I think the work environment was kinda toxic. And Ámbar was definitely not qualified for the job. She learned as she went though, which, seriously, IMPRESSIVE, like, give this girl a medal because she did so much while I know so many others would've crumbled under the pressure in a week. That's how I KNOW this girl can handle anything she puts her mind to, and if she wanted to be CEO of any company or her OWN company, she could completely fucking do it. But she needed to study for that, so, it really is good that they fired her because that way she would finally have the time to 1- figure out what she wanted to do with her life, and 2- pursue it.

Finally, thank you so much for your well wishes, anon, they really mean so much to me❤️❤️🥹 Especially the cruel summer bit because even I hate myself a little for that one skjfd. But it's coming along nicely! I swear!

Thank you for the energy, I really need it ksdjnf. In fact, I'm going to sleep right now so that I'll be ready for more writing tomorrow ♡ Goodnight, anon! Love you😘

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can u write fluff with adrien when reader comforts him after france lost the wc?

PROUD OF YOU

request? yes

fluff

i need to hug him

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France has just lost the world cup.

France has just lost against Argentina.

I’m paralyzed, sat down and with my mouth agape. It’s been a hell of a match and I couldn’t believe that France has just lost.

I was crying.

Along with all the other french football fans.

But I had to be strong, for my boyfriend, for Adrien.

He was so happy and proud when he found out he was going to Doha to play the world cup alongside with his friends that he wanted me to go with him.

I was lost in my thoughts when Adrien’s brother James tried to shake me a bit.

“Are you there?” he asked already knowing the answer.

I simply nodded.

“Adrien needs you” he said.

He was right.

I was sad but I couldn’t imagine how Adrien was feeling.

I waited for the Team to get their silver medal and then I stormed out of the Stadium trying to pass all the fans leaving the crowded place too. I tried to get back to the hotel as fast as I could. I knew Adrien would have been busy for a while so in the meantime I took a shower to release all the stress.

I put on my comfier sweater and I lay down in bed waiting for Adrien.

I scrolled through Insta and I saw a lot of people texting me to take care of Adrien. Most of them were Juventus fan that cheered for Adrien and the team.

It’s been almost four hours later and I was falling asleep when I heard the hotel room door closing.

Adrien was back.

He saw me laying in bed and he decided to join me.

When I saw his face I knew he was on the verge of tears.

He was breaking.

“Adri…” i said wrapping him in a big hug.

He started crying.

I started crying too. It broke me seeing him so sad.

“I failed…” he said almost in a whisper.

“No you didn’t”

“Yes I did”

If I could give him the moon, oh I would.

“Adri, look at me” Isaid and he opened his eyes. His beautiful blue eyes that made me fall in love with him.

“You did not fail” I told him with a strong voice, trying to not break more in front of him “you did great, you made your country proud, you made your family proud, you made me proud” I said now completely crying.

“I’m so proud of you okay? So fucking proud you have no idea, you played your first world cup and you placed second! You didn’t win this time, it’ll be for the next time…but you played so well during these matches, you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t deserve it Adrien, and you know it. I know it hurts now and it will hurt for a while but eventually it will pass…I don’t expect you to be happy right now, you can cry all you want to, even all night long, I don’t mind because in the morning you’ll find me, in this same exact place, I’m here and I’m not leaving okay? I love you so much mon amour.”

He looked at me completely shocked.

He probably was expecting me to insult him. to say that he failed.

“What have I done to deserve you?” he asked kissing my forehead.

I laughed a bit.

“I love you Adri” i told him in the most sincere way.

“Je t’aime” he said with his beautiful french accent that makes me shake every time I hear it.

That night we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Crying.

Making bad jokes.

Laughing.

And crying again.

The next day we had our flight back to Paris.

We couldn’t fly together so I came back earlier than he did.

That day a lot of people were excited to see the team who made them proud again during a world cup.

I was watching everything from our home in Paris since Adri didn’t want me standing out there all alone in the middle of the city with a lot of crazy and excited fans.

I saw him in TV, waving to all the people.

He looked sad but at the same time proud of what he achieved.

I tear up a little bit.

He always makes me so proud and he doesn’t even know it.

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probably not going to be posting about indycar for a while. i wanted to do an end of season thoughts, but honestly, the situation with callum has made me so unbelievably angry that i'm just going to step away until things get better. no one deserves what he's had to deal with, and i cannot express my incredulity at how people could treat another person, who constantly risks his life for our entertainment, as they have. that "statement" from juncos was beyond pathetic, and they should know better. releasing such an awful, insensitive, barely three sentence, post in response to their best driver getting literal death threats is disgusting. with that, the tweet from caterina wherein she expresses fear for her life in argentina is horrific. anyone that thinks this reaction to racing is okay or even reasonable at all should be severely ashamed of themselves.

thank you to all the amazing people on here; to my followers from indycar *muah*, i appreciate y'all, and i'm excited for next season of indy, but i just can't deal with it right now.

for those that follow me for formula 1, see y'all sunday <3

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HELLO AND WHAT IS UP GUYS TODAY WE'RE DOING ANOTHER CS WEEKLY POST A DAY LATE

okay enough youtuber intro. gross

ITS TIME FOR THE FISHY DOUBLOON CAPER!! Not my favorite, admittedly, but some great moments in there for sure (see: carmen gets put in a fairly desperate situation for the first time in the series as carmen. nice.)

OKAY HERE WE GO notes under the cut because they're LONG

how cool would the intro have been if carmen's passport had gained a new stamp every episode for the place she went!!!

oh i totally forgot the acme b plot in this episode thats pretty good

s1 chase: not one single red thread to pull s2 chase, buying french michaels out of red string: is that a challenge

it was stuffed in her black sack

i love the mints. they had to set them up so bad so julia could follow them

fuck you chase. maybe if you ate less mints you could be nicer

IN LOVE WITH HOW JULIA GETS FED UP. YES GIRL. FUCK HIM AND HIS FUEL HE DESERVES IT

DAMN ZARI HIT HIM FROM REAL FAR AWAY THAT WEAPON IS NEVER THAT LONG RANGE AGAIN

julia he doesnt deserve you

they sneak "where in the world" into every line they can

have i mentioned the way cs draws water because its all so prettyyy

OH, WET pls

no, player we have to wait two more seasons for argentina ok

"not without any real clues" girl idk where you think clues come from but your birthplace could be a fantastic place to start looking

the equator joke was funny

bananafish? as in the anime? (doesn't know what im talking about at all)

quito!! fun fact: the first highest capital is Bolivia's, La Paz!

NOSE IS BLEEDING? BLOOD? In a KIDS SHOW?

omg they foreshadowed the fucking tuna it nearly smacked carmen..

"surface crew is on high alert!" (pan to zack, barfing)

i love that zack's weakness is the ocean. he grew up in boston. literally being in the home of the fish makes him barf

i love how ivy is not helping at all she's so funny

zack barfs way too many times in this show sorry. they crossed the line when someone shoved her fingers in his barf and squelched em around. no. no thanks. stop making him barf

i have to think this episode was one of the earlier ones abby trott recorded for because she is so violently boston at every turn its hilarious

where the fuck is carmen's air tank. that thing on her back is her water jetpack. where is she breathing from. her tubing is connected to something that is. not big enough to supply her with oxygen for that long

woww the framing of that shot where carmen swims towards the ship...she sounds like she supposed to be very excited about it which i love for her

every single time im like surely she cant fit through that hole and then she does. the reason this is possible is because despite having hips CARMEN HAS NO ASS

i also like the little lookaround she does like idk

GOD the ship is so pretty i love how everyone immediately destroys everything inside of it

carmen "im swimming through the past" sandiego, destroying everything in the fucking ship that she touches

why the fuck is there just a crowbar down there

SHES JUST TOSSING SHIT OUT WHAT HAPPENED TO ALL HISTORY IS TREASURE CARMEN YOU FUCKIN HYPOCRITE

love that player picks up the HGRHGDHSRHRGFGRGRGRGRGRGGWGEGEGERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR of el topo before carmen does

the fact that carmen is not terrified upon hearing, deep underwater, a roaring, grumbling noise coming from nowhere is a testament to how stup

WHEN

SHE JUST GOES FLYING ITS SO FUNNY TO ME AJFGS

see el topo has o2 tanks what the fuck is up with carmen breathing underwater. she has to always be streamlined ig

no way can they fucking hear each other no way nuh uh

HE JUST RAMS INTO HER THATS SO FUNNY

i like how player waits until a very nice time to ask carmen what the fuck just burst out of the floor. little break in the action <3

hi. the way carmen says el topo. thank you (applause)

love how player doesnt warn zack and ivy. theyll be fine he said

obsessed with how le chevre's legs bend like the dancing stick bug meme

OH MY GOD THE PURE GAY ENERGY BLAST OF LE CHEVRE LANDING KILLED THEM

sorry side note ivy is so cute

le chevre is. yeah

I LOVE HOW CARMEN JUST S N A T C H E S HIS ANKLE YOU CAN SEE HER THOUGHT PROCESS ZERO IN ON HIS FOOT

the way carmen moves in the water is sooo satisying shes like a wikki stix she just bends

also love how carmen just bounces off of el topo

i also also love how her flippers just gently wave in the breeze

they just fling each other its so fucking funny. she steps on him. he flings her. she full body crashes into him

like how they just keep an arm around each other for a bit. chilling. buddies

do you think it hurts el topo how much venom is in carmen's voice when she sees him now?

anyways

the fish. wow that really did just happen

she just kicks his ass what did he do to her

ALSO this is one of very few fights where carmen is very actively in hand-to-hand!! she usually tries to avoid it i think...more evasive maneuvers/defense but shes BARELLING into el topo shes just doing everything she fucking can to fling him far distances

bubble transitions <3 its like bubble guppies fr

eternally beyond grateful that they dropped ivys weird. woke feminist how do you do fellow women thing ok sorry the fisherwoman thing was. out of place. le chevre is right there and youre worried about fisherwoman

le chevre, the frenchest fucker alive: you dont sound like youre from around here

the absolute terror on ivy's face is sending me. someone else (jackie?? was that you??) pointed out that she reacts like this because they met le chevre in boston harbor but he happens to not recognize them.....super cool i love that s1 and 2 were written together

not a single braincell in le chevres head

she was really about to try to wrestle and do the heimlech maneuver on an 97 pound fish girl no

she sounds so black sheep when she says "come on seriously" 🥺

NO im calling bullshit no way was carmen able to snatch that pipe in the two seconds el topo bodychecked her carmens got fucking superpowers she does not have pickpocketing abilities she has superpowers

we love the attempted murder <3 thats. so dangerous to do but carmen just is like teehee oxygen is gone!!! hope u dont drown or panic or get decompression illness teehee

the most gigantic tracker in the history of mankind

i like how carmen holds that gun whjhehgshsa if she werent underwater she'd be blowing the smoke off it

they didnt even try to come up with a convincing alias they just went with another california city wheeze

wait how is player connected to that walkie talkie. im pretty sure correct me if im wrong but i think that walkie talkies in ecuador dont connect to ones in ontario

theyre such siblings

gay saves the day once more

AGAIN WITH SHOVING THEM IN THE WATER or wait is this the first time?? TREND SETTING?? i feel like they did it once before this but ig not???

lets motor is the same thing as lets jet

HOLY SHIT THEY WERE SO FAR FROM SHORE

THE BUBBLE TRANSITIONS THIS EP SO TRUE

yes carmen speaking other languages i am of the opinion that she should have spoken so many all the time

she cute

i love how loud carmen is talking "SO ITS AN ECUADORIAN DOUBLOON" also hi dr marquez

I AM LITERALLY SUCH A CHILD THIS SHOULD NOT BE FUNNY TO ME "dick?" "dick." (innocent deer-like blinking) gay-bisexual solidarity

marquez: yeah im leading an excavation tea- carmen: i robbed that fucking boat

the deer in headlights look they give is so funny not one braincell avaliable

the way her accusing them drives them all into terrified scrambling

i also like how marquez just accepts the fact that they robbed the boat because they say theyre coin hobbyists (i mean. she doesnt. she follows them. but still)

i love dr marquez shes so cool. i like her voice also

you know carmen's about to do some craaazy shit when an archaeologist starts talking about history and they zoom in on her eyes going all different directions

zack and ivy being so insensitive is so fucking funny. kids do you know who your boss is

the sibling-like manner in which ivy shoves zack in the face to get out of the boat faster than he does is the funniest thing in the world

GASP! vile has a darker, sexier, even more obnoxious tracker!

lots a shit beeping in this establishment today

chase is such a dumbshit i love him as soon as zari reaches into her jacket he disintegrates. and then he saves it. such grace and talent

chase is just constantly ???????????????????????????

CHIEF! hi chief

what were the handcuffs even for

chase gets kidnapped and hes just like can i go back to work please

VILE DRAMATIC MUSIC DRAMATIC CLOSEUP

damn le chevre just pulled that slick wet thing out hot damn it was still dripping....what? the tracker. the tracker was wet. what did you think i was talking about?

"if carmen sandiego is after this doubloon" YOU GUYS WERE AFTER THE DOUBLOON WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT

no. maelstrom never call yourself papa again

el topo just hanging over his shoulder <3

el topo is so cute

I CAN CHASE AWAY THE GOPHERS he so sweet

tfw your boyfriend is kissing ur boss's ass

mael just sitting there listening to them like 👁️👁️

mael is not even evil hes just stupid and petty hes so funny

WOO HOO ALTITTY SICKNESS LETS GOOO KNOCK THAT BITCH OUT

leonardo di caprio stars in the mole of wall street

who in vile was contaminating cheese OH MY GOD WONDER RAT???

i like how chief is just flat out like. yeahh we dont actually. know if they exist or not but we think so we really do

the scrambled brains joke was so funny chief has actually a lot of personality. i would like her if she were real yknow

the way chief snaps back to being formal when chase clears his throat its ok girl hes not important or competent

HAHA there are a lot of tiny callbacks to where in the world sprinkled throughout here that i never really noticed. gee carmen being the leader of vile sure is far fetched. that would never happen

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acme's introduction is actually pretty cool. a third party that could either help or hurt carmen but seem to want her captured either way

love that background dad who shoves a fish into his kid's face

zack's joints cracked more than jo's wtf

the way she goes "fish maharh-" and then passes out gets me every time its so comedic. she doesnt like. step out of the car and in the background, as zack and ivy are chatting, slowly look ill and then pass out, crashing to the floor. zack and ivy run over, terrified. NO she walks out and goes FISH MAHAHRaha.... and then puts her hand on her forehead and faints like a victorian woman and then moans on the floor for thirty seconds

she totally got a concussion from that right

THE PROGRESSION OF CHASE'S VOICEMAIL THIS SEASON FROM THE BIT ABOUT THE LOVESEAT AND ANOTHER THING LATER IS SUCH A GOOD LITTLE DETAIL

hi the way her voice reverberates just slightly in the empty garage. good sound design

omg carmen CAN sweat look jackie

ALSO look at my comic about this because just do

the whiplash of seeing coach brunt and then immediately hearing her speak in a gentle ecuadorian accent

the way raf enunciates words should be studied

chief forcibly transferring him is so funny. no. you have no free will you will be acme right now

mmm she calls out for them immediately <333 they are family. also thee panic at waking up somewhere unfamiliar and alone....what if she thought vile had her again. does she call for them when she wakes up from nightmares. i need to know

HI THIS IS MY FAVORITE FACE CARMEN EVER MAKES

carmens bag ROCKET LAUNCHED those tools across the room DAMN

see i feel like that throwing star had to be 3d it looked 3d?? also why does carmen have throwing stars. also dr marquez is literally the most trusting person on the planet

zack: dont be embarrassed! its ok :) carmen: literally couldnt be more emotionless. literally could not care less about the attention zack is trying to give her. did you find the fucking coin

carmen waiting until they had already wheeled it through the doors to mention it was being wheeled away for comedic effect is such a mood

zack reacting like ivy even though he was literally watching with carmen as the fish got wheeled away

carmen: le chevre. ivy, voice blasting through the halls: AGAIN??

yeah he would id you but he literally tried to skewer these two on a fishhook three hours ago

her face when she says bid to win is so cute

who gave zack the paddle.

150,000 DOLLARS!

ivys look of terror when he says that is so funny

AND CARMEN FACEPALMING

this poor fish market got scammed out of a whole 200 buck fish i hope carmen gave them some money

whats with the flaps in the floor

she WHIPS that poor eel. flytrap could never

LEAVE HIM ALONE

we love carmen pulling out the gun knowing full well the speech wont work

that poor fucking tunafish man

le chevre gets cornobbled

something something el topo on his way to slap some goat cheek something

love how top and bottom dont question why carmen has suddenly given up

i also love el topo taking no credit for slapping him with a fish hes luck uhhh yeah bro its the altitude

the lil whoosh as carmen catches the coin

JULIAS GASP AT THE MINTS

shes like ohhh my god he went into the electrical closet. ohhh fuck

wait a minute if the tube fell out first...how is there still a trail leading from that point. they didnt fall out of the tube so did he just have loose mints in his pocket. or

chief: we are so secretive julia argent: mints

THE ALARM ON ZARI AND JAWLINE'S FACES WHEN JULIA POPS IN IS SO FUNNY THE DISMAY

julia is so starved for compliments that she immediately smiles when the random blue projection who kidnapped chase in a dark closet tells her she's sharp

marquez: someday the world will know your name carmen sandiego marquez, a year later, watching tv: UM I DIDNT MEAN BY STEALING THE CROWN JEWELS HELLO

carmen's 👁️👄👁️ when marquez mentions that shes argentinian is so funny one time as a kid i was talking in my sleep and my mom mentioned the dream that i had been having when i woke up and it scared the shit out of me it was that exact expression

damn... damn these spot the difference games are getting hard

carmen e4: we went our separate ways carmen e9: HOOLY SHIT SHES TRYING TO FUCKING KILL ME

I THOUGHT PLAYER SAID "I HAVE FREAKING NEWS RED"

AW YEAH TRANSITION SENTENCE

GOD SAY GOODBYE OR SOMETHING SHE JUST PUTS THE HOOD UP AND LEAVES

CARMEN "BAD AT SOCIAL INTERACTION" SANDIEGO

like the boat looks 3d too methinks

next episode: team red is permanently blinded as zack drives directly into the sun

okay!! pretty solid episode. one of the classics. not my favorite though it feels a bit like they needed a caper to go with the acme plot and they just threw darts at a map

[the1975attheirverybest]

did you see the massive crowd of people at the airport in Argentina? matty looked so unhappy:(

Ikr?! Poor dude. I feel for him as an anxious person myself. Like, he said in the moshcam interview in, what, 2014-2015 that he really struggles with flying and “that’s why kids shouldn’t come to the airport cuz it’s like an actual ordeal for me.” And that was back in the day when they weren’t as big as they are now, so imagine now? :( plus he would say like “I have to take every legal drug imaginable to fall asleep,” but now that he’s sober, I imagine that’s not something he does anymore? So, like, plz guys don’t do airports :( let him breathe for a bit :( plus the rest of the guys don’t seem to have the patience for big fan encounters anyway. It’s only Matty who seems alright with it. So, like, let them be maybe? :/ like obviously if you happen to be somewhere and you see them, sure, that’s totally okay. But like GOING to airports/ hotels/ etc. don’t make the baby anxious he deserves some space! Anyway who am I to tell you what to do. I just feel bad for him cuz I’m a chronically anxious individual, like I gotta be medicated everyday otherwise…ooof. So, yeah. I’m just rambling, haha.

[goddevouringserpent]

okay okay i’m intrigued — give me your best pitch for why i should make nuestra parte de noche / our share of night my next fucked up read 👁️👂

(hope you don't mind if I answer this publicly, I have a strong emotional attachment to this book and want everyone to read it--if you'd rather it was private let me know & I'll delete it!)

SO. this book is thee most fucked up thing I have read in a while, which is saying a lot because Mariana Enríquez made a whole ass career out of writing fucked up shit (her short story compilations are also very much worth a look). it is pure undiluted Latin American anguish. that part is... difficult to explain, since it's such a cultural thing, but essentially: Our Share of Night takes place primarily in Argentina, and the plot is heavily heavily informed by both colonial history and the history of military dictatorships and the crimes against humanity committed during, how that shaped our society & culture. many of us carry a great deal of generational trauma still and it's in books like hers where that trauma... shines, so to speak, and if you'll forgive the clumsy wording. it's raw and bloody and painful and unapologetic about all of those, but it's handled very, very well.

now, as a word of warning before I get into what the book is about and potentially make it interesting: this book contains some VERY HEAVY SHIT. Enríquez does not pull her punches. I am hesitant to spoil it because it's a book that does not deserve to be spoiled, but. there's a lot of body horror, a lot of violence, a lot of harm done to children, a lot of abuse--again, all handled tastefully and within the context of allegories or even direct references to colonialism / military violence. but it is a lot. so be warned.

the story itself is also difficult to summarize because, again, I want to spoil as little as possible, but: it revolves around Juan, a man who possesses extraordinary abilities to communicate with things such as the dead, demonic beings, and an entity known as "The Darkness" (keep in mind I read this book in the original Spanish & I don't know how that was translated--in my version it was "La Oscuridad"), and his son Gaspar who deserves the world, baby boy, baby. Juan is a very profoundly fucked up man. he is the poster child for Does Everything Wrong Always All The Time. he is bitter and full of both rage and sick, twisted love and is one of the best protagonists I've seen in ages, by which I mean that he sucks so fucking bad. I don't want to predispose anyone against him by saying this BTW, I think his suckiness is a feature and embrace it lmao

Juan is part (well, not really, but for the sake of simplicity we'll say that he's part of it) of a TREMENDOUSLY FUCKED UP organization called the Order, and throughout the whole book his goal is to protect Gaspar from being exploited and abused by that Order, like Juan himself was. remember how I mentioned above that many people in Argentina are still affected by generational trauma? yeah. this is Generational Trauma, The Book.

it's about not wanting to repeat behaviors, about breaking cycles, about not wanting to fall prey to the people that hurt you but hurting everyone around you in the process because all you know how to do is hurt, lash out, be cruel and vicious. it's a book about how far you'd go for the people you love and how far is too far and can you come back from too far? it's about there's always someone worse and about how sometimes you're that 'someone worse'. it's a book about blood in a country that's been bled dry, multiple times over.

if I've piqued your interest (or anyone's!) then please please feel free to DM me with more questions--or with any reactions if you do choose to read it--because I love this book so fucking much I would talk about it forever if I could, but I would never forgive myself if I spoiled it for someone else because it's... an experience, lmao

(note: considering the subject matter, I would recommend that people who don't know anything about the 1973-1983 Argentinian dictatorship read up on it, even just a little bit, because it is relevant to truly understand what the author's trying to express. it is somewhat of a plot point even. I don't think you'd be lost, per se, if you went in not knowing anything, but you'd definitely miss out on some stuff that makes it deeper and more harrowing, I feel. knowledge of what we mean when we say 'los desaparecidos' / the disappeared is, I'd say, pretty important.)

[live-laugh-loverpool]

Text Conversation XXIV: World Cup Group Chat 5

Tags: @millythegoat, @alissonbecksfan234, @moomin279, @lfc-fanfiction, @rist-mlts

Virg: Well, there goes Argentina

EgyptianKing: to where?

Dejan: To the semis 🙃

Ali: VIRGIL I’M SORRY

Virg: For what?

Ali: I JINXED IT

Virg: You believe in that?

Ali: I said “beat Argentina” and Netherlands lost. It’s official 😭 I’m bad luck

Hendo: ALISSON RAMSES BECKER

Hendo: What would the boss say if he saw you beating on yourself like that?

SarcasticMilner: That it was well-deserved

Ali: For once Milly, you’re right

Hendo: ALI NO

Hendo: You’re lucky I’m in England camp Milly, or I’ll give you a proper kick up the—

Harvito: Hello

Virg: HARVEY

Virg: I’M COMING BACK HOME

Ali: I’m already on a flight to Dubai

Dejan: Where did that week long BREAK go, Alisson?

Ali: I miss the other guys ☹️

Ali: And the boss 🥺

SarcasticMilner: Honestly Dejan, did you even need to ask?

Dejan: You have a point, Milly

SarcasticMilner: We’re looking for three points vs. Lyon

Dejan: Better not play the women’s team, their captain could assassinate our attack single-handed

Ibou: ALLEZ LES BLEUS

Hendo: NO

Hendo: JUST NO

Ibou: You’ll deprive an innocent child of his dream? 🥺

Hendo: We have TWO innocent children here on England: Trent and Jude

SarcasticMilner: Trent’s only half innocent. I told you Robbo’s a bad influence

Robbo Hoodie: I heard that 😐

SarcasticMilner: Robbo! 🤐

Harvito: Take that advice for yourself, man

Fabi: How's Lucho?

Harvito: Not good

Harvito: Me and Fabio have tried everything to cheer him up, but to no avail 💔 He’s heartbroken

Ibou: Curses

Virg: You’re right, curses. But I’m not going to say them

Ali: I’ve heard you swear

Virg: NOW LISTEN HERE, YOU GOALKEEPER WITH EXCELLENT FACIAL HAIR—

Ali: 🥺

Virg: It’s okay, you’re good

Virg: Just not entirely innocent

Hendo: The boss begs to differ you, Virgil

Ali: That’s why I’m going back to where I’m loved and cared for

Taki: Wish I could say the same about my team

Ali: We care for you here 🥰

Taki: WHERE’S THAT REFEREE

Taki: I’LL HAVE MAYA CUT HIM DOWN WITH A SAMURAI SWORD

SarcasticMilner: Can I join Maya? I like him already

Taki: No, you’ll contaminate him

SarcasticMilner: NOW LISTEN HERE, YOU—

Hendo: 👀 I’m WATCHING you, James Milner

EgyptianKing: Have you forgotten I’m here? 🇪🇬👑

SarcasticMilner: Yes 😒 And I wish you’d remained quiet so I could continue to forget

Ali: I’m coming in tomorrow morning

SarcasticMilner: I’ll send a memo to the boss to pick up his child 😒

Hendo: Here’s a more constructive question: when are you coming back, Fabi?

Fabi: In a couple of days. I need a vacation 🏖

Virg: I’m coming back immediately. You all better have FOX Sports turned off, because I’m not watching the rest of the World Cup

Ibou: What about for me and Hendo and Trent?

Virg: Still not watching

Dejan: You’re just bitter because ONE centerback actually got to the semis

Dejan: Which centerback? Why, the one you sold

Virg: YOU FILTHY ANIMAL

Dejan: That came rather fast 😎😎😎💅💅💅

SarcasticMilner: He’s just bitter, Ibou

Ali: How are the kids doing? I miss them 🧒🧒👶👶💮🔥💎🔔🐦☃️

Ibou: Let me guess. 💮 is Florrie because her first name is Flora, 🔥 is Kairo because it sounds like pyro-, 💎 is Henrietta because you call her “little gem”, 🔔 is Grace because she loves music and sound, 🐦 is Ellie because she keeps pestering Ludger, and ☃️ is Tristan because he’s obsessed with Olaf

EgyptianKing: OH GOD NO

EgyptianKing: If I see Frozen one more time I’m DEAD

SarcasticMilner: Welcome to my world

Robbo Hoodie: LET IT GO LET IT GO CAN’T HOLD IT BACK ANYMORE

Virg: JUST NO

Harvito: Gracie said another new word yesterday

Ali: Oh! 🤗 She did?

Hendo:  What did she say?

Harvito: She stood on her fat little legs, ran up to the boss, and called him Opa

EgyptianKing: AWWW🥰

Harvito: You were there, Mo!

EgyptianKing: Yeah, but it’s still cute

Ali: WHY did I miss that 😭😭😭😭😭🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 Baby Grace

SarcasticMilner: Guess it’s official, huh? The boss is officially a grandpa

Hendo: I thought we concluded that since we adopted Florrie

Harvito: And Tristan wouldn’t stop crying until we read him his snowman book for the thirtieth time

Ali: The wonders of childhood

Dejan: Ali, just adopt them already

SarcasticMilner: Are we surprised? 😒

(Everybody has deserted the chat.)

(SARCASTICMILNER has ended the chat.)

[mostlymalena]

September 13th 2024 1:05pm

Okay I'm at Ibis and ready to catch up.

I was in a little depressive episode but definitely out of that funk now.

So my little apple orchard of a man I was seeing was going very well. We became best friends fast and he makes me laugh so hard. The kind of laughing that comes from your stomach and makes your whole body buzz. We became lovers but of course there was the undercurrent of knowledge that not only am I leaving for Argentina but that I was waiting for Grace. Well Grace came back.

I cut things off romantically with the apple of both of my eyes because Grace reached out wanting to start over. She asked for a complete fresh start and to try and not let the past define the future. She wanted to hangout again. I agreed. So G and I tried again. I don't feel like getting into those details honestly. We started spending every day together and became intimate yada yada.

Well that ended (surprise to no one) because I caught her in a lie AGAIN. She lied about sleeping with these two girls who I already know she slept with. The worst part is that I for the 1000000th time was willing to overlook it. She became hot and cold with me. Telling me she wanted to be exclusive and in the same text "wanting to make sure I knew we were not getting back together". She told me she did not talk to or hangout with this one girl she lied about hooking up anymore and then she posted them on her couch together 24 hours later. She randomly blocked me on instagram but was still texting me she loved me and saw a future with me. My stomach started hurting all day. She was keeping up this public appearance of hating and trashing me all the while baiting me. I don't know why honestly. It was terrible and I lost it tbh. I lost my mind.

I asked myself is this what I want. Is this going to be the rest of my life, wondering when she was going to like me, wondering what she is telling her friends when I'm not there. I want to be with someone who defends me and who does not leave me guessing. I want someone who does not wake up on Tuesday and hate me but wants to fuck again by Friday. I knew she was healing but at what point does it become cruel. I also got laid off during all this so me being a Capricorn... this has ruined my month.

She ended up blocking me on everything after I didn't answer this long text that she sent. I never read it. For the past 4 years Gracie has always said the same things "you don't understand me, no one understands me" and she is right. Unfortunately I believe there are people in your life that are only meant to understand parts of you. Jolie gets me in ways Ethan never will and thats why I am so happy to have both of them. My nanny, my mother, Emma, they all will understand parts of me that only they can. It's quite wonderful actually to have all these pieces of me in all these people. People I will never speak to again, Paul, Bent, my 5th grade teacher, they have parts too and I'm so glad.

I understood parts of Grace that I will cherish forever. I will never fully hate her but I also know I can never fully love her again. G deserves a great fulfilling love and I think I finally realized I'm not the person who will give that to her. I think I will always try but I don't think I ever have or will ever be able to sasiate whatever it is she is looking for. God I will lover her forever though.

Onto my apple orchard of a man. The problem with being idiot best friend who are also lovers is that feelings develop. Both ways for sure (thats what she said). Unexpected but I'm a dumb girl for thinking anything else would happen lmao. Now, I am very afraid of things like that. I think way too ahead of myself and worry about minor details instead of just having fun in the moment which is what I try to do. Long story short I ended it completely. We will still be friends of course but I just cannot deal. I can't deal with anything these days. I already miss him in that aspect but who knows what the future holds. He is also not really the type to "fight" for it - big time chiller.

I started back on sleeping meds and I also have a couple interviews so I think things will be okay. I just need to work I lose my shit if I don't work. They gave me a fat severance when they laid me of off so that was chill but I did have to push my Argentina trip to Nov. if I don't have a job by the end of Sep. I have to make American money if I want to pay rent here while I'm gone lmao. I was devastated but I still have hope I can get out there after voting.

I also want to start a capture the flag team so fucking bad like what has gotten into me. Imma make a poster for it and see who signs up lmao.

I feel so good writing this all out.

I had a shoot with a friend Lila and I'm excited to make a collage out of the photos. I have been playing a lot of chess. I also have been staying in on the weekends and having lots of get togethers at my house. Going to the bars and drinking just does not appeal to me right now but with the weather turning inside out I'll get back out there soon enough.

Thats all for now; going to apply for jobs and Im always much happier after writing.