#campos

[bottsbotts]

I made Vitoria be a part of a 'soccer club' but they just go on jogs cuz we don't really have soccer (other than juggling the ball) and it breaks my lil brazilian heart

[n0vazsq]

why is every driver i support prema for leaving prema like?? girl why would i even watch the prema vids anymore? smh i knew campos was better (im joking i still love prema but it will hard without my beloved favs </3)

[keltoncf]

New Studio

[teenagedirtstache]

[jonamias]

“Em cada canto onde eu estiver não esquecerei de olhar com ternura para a manifestação da vida. Entre campos distantes e vales remotos o mistério se encontra em repouso nos detalhes mais discretos. As relvas jovens que exaustam o vigor e a força trazem memórias e acolhimento para aqueles que buscam por completude para seguir a novos rumos.”

— Jonatas I.

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Registros Fotográficos

• Área Rural de Aracatu, Bahia, Brasil — América do Sul.

Datação

• NS1.36.13.6

• 2/7/2024 EC

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[antoniocamposfernandezworld]

Más allá de la evidencia

Con motivo del incremento de los gastos por la guerra del Vietnam y la llegada al pick del petróleo (situación que obligó a Estados Unidos a importar petróleo, en circunstancias que hasta entonces exportaba), el gobierno de Richard Nixon se enfrentó a un problema: los dólares superaron las reservas de oro del país, de manera que el precio del oro en dólares superó el precio fijo del oro. Nixon…

[backwardscapcarlos]

Pepe Marti and Fernando Alonso (Spanish GP - June 4, 2023) 📷 Rudy Carezzevoli

[fancypantsrecords]

Various Artists - Cartel Tycoon Original Soundtrack | Eck Echo Records | 2024 | Black

[zamyo]

[cassidysgirl]

also shoutout to pepe marti

that drive was hot

[bottsbotts]

Vitoria Campos. Likes soccer (futbol), content creation, and her family.

(and that's her future hubs marcelo, theyre on a soccer team together)

[n0vazsq]

Perfect night | AL4 x Reader

pairing . . . arvid lindblad x reader

summary . . . When you go to a beach trip with Arvid and your friends, you realise that you two might have something more

request . . . yes!! based on this request!

word count . . . 1.1k+

warnings . . . none!

faceclaim . . . N/A

alexavia yaps . . . inspo of this oneshot is perfect night by le sserafim!! also i may have lied when i said i'd grind but its my bday so i have an excuse <3

. . . The hum of the engine filled the car as you leaned over the console to adjust the radio. Arvid glanced over at you, his signature smile teasing at his lips.

"Still nothing good on?" he asked, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel.

"Patience, Lindblad," you shot back, finally settling on a station that was blasting an upbeat pop song. The perfect energy for a night that was just getting started.

You and your friends were packed into two cars, speeding down the highway toward the coast.

It wasn’t the most organized plan, more of a "figure it out when we get there" kind of deal, but that was half the fun.

The group chat had exploded earlier in the evening, and within an hour, everyone was ready to go.

"I think we lost the others," Arvid said, glancing in the rearview mirror.

"Good," you said with a laugh. "Means we have the aux cord to ourselves."

He grinned and turned up the volume as the next song started. The two of you belted out the lyrics, completely off key but too happy to care.

At a red light, you turned toward each other dramatically, singing the last chorus like you were performing in front of thousands.

When the light turned green, Arvid shifted back into focus, but the laugh he let out was pure, contagious joy.

"Where exactly are we going again?" he asked.

"Does it matter?" you said, leaning your head against the window as the city lights blurred into streaks of gold. "It’s not about the destination. It’s about…"

"…the company?" he finished, glancing at you.

"Exactly."

The air was electric as you pulled into a gas station to grab snacks and wait for the others to catch up.

The parking lot became an impromptu dance floor, your group laughing and moving to the music streaming from the car speakers.

Arvid couldn’t take his eyes off you as you spun in the middle of the group, the fluorescent lights catching in your hair.

"You’re trouble, you know that?" he teased, holding out a hand to pull you toward him.

"Only after midnight," you replied, leaning into the playful smirk on his face.

As the hours stretched into early morning, the world outside felt like a dream. You, Arvid, and your friends had everything you needed; music, laughter, and the kind of freedom that only came when the clock ticked past twelve.

At some point, the group piled back into the cars, deciding to hit the beach just as the first light of dawn began to creep over the horizon.

Arvid kept sneaking glances at you from the driver’s seat, and when you caught him, he shrugged. "What? Midnight rules don’t apply anymore," he said with a wink.

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t fight the smile pulling at your lips. Midnight may have passed, but this feeling; the magic, the laughter, the perfect energy, was something you’d carry long after the sun came up.

After the sun rose over the horizon, painting the sky with soft pinks and oranges, the beach became your new playground. Shoes were quickly discarded, and the group scattered across the sand.

Some ran toward the water, laughing as the waves chased their feet, while others collapsed into a pile of blankets, soaking in the serenity of the morning.

You and Arvid lingered near the car, the two of you finishing off a shared bag of salted chips. His fingers brushed yours every so often, each accidental touch sending a little spark up your arm.

"We should head down to the water," he said, nodding toward the others.

"You first," you teased, popping another piece of chips into your mouth.

He shook his head, then grabbed your hand, tugging you toward the shoreline. "Fine. But you’re coming with me."

The cold water lapped at your feet as you reached the edge, and you gasped, hopping back instinctively. Arvid laughed, his expression softer than usual.

"Too cold for you?" he asked, stepping closer.

"Maybe," you replied, pretending to shiver dramatically.

Arvid raised an eyebrow, his smile turning mischievous. Before you could react, he scooped you up in his arms, holding you like a bride.

"Arvid!" you shrieked, wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Only one way to warm up," he said, walking deeper into the water.

"Don’t you dare!"

But he didn’t listen. With one quick motion, he set you down into the shallow waves, the cold water soaking your legs. You splashed him in retaliation, laughing as he stumbled back, his hair falling into his eyes.

"Truce?" he said, holding up his hands as you aimed another splash his way.

"Only if you stop being such a menace," you shot back, though the grin on your face betrayed your words.

"Deal."

As the morning sun rose higher, you both eventually wandered back to the blankets, sitting on the edge of the group as your friends chattered around you. Arvid leaned back on his hands, the breeze tousling his hair.

"You know," he said, breaking the comfortable silence between you. "This whole night, it’s been perfect. Kind of reminds me why I put up with your crazy plans."

"Excuse me?" you replied with a small smile, nudging his shoulder with your own.

"I mean it," he said, his voice softer now. "You make everything more fun. Even just driving around, doing nothing. It’s better when it’s with you."

Your cheeks warmed, and you ducked your head to hide the shy smile tugging at your lips.

"Careful, Lindblad," you teased. "You’re starting to sound sentimental."

He laughed, leaning closer so his shoulder bumped yours. "Don’t get used to it."

But you could tell by the way he was looking at you; his usual teasing smirk replaced by something gentler, something more sincere, that he meant every word.

As the others began packing up and preparing to head home, Arvid lingered, his hand brushing against yours as you both folded a blanket.

"Hey," he said, his voice quiet so only you could hear.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for tonight," he said, his eyes locking with yours. "For… I don’t know, making life more interesting."

You smiled, your heart racing. "You’re welcome, I guess."

He hesitated for a moment before taking your hand fully, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. "I meant it, you know. About it being better with you.'

The words hung in the air, soft and sweet. You felt the weight of them settle in your chest, warm and thrilling all at once.

"Well," you said, trying to sound casual but failing miserably, "I guess we make a pretty good team."

He laughed, the sound low and genuine. "Yeah. We do."

As the car rides home began, you found yourself leaning against his shoulder, the quiet hum of the radio filling the space between you.

And for the first time, silence felt like magic too.

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[keltoncf]

Kelton Campos Fausto

" O mar é um grande portal / The sea is a great portal"

(QUANDO TUDO TERRA ERA)

2023

[teenagedirtstache]

[pablomatk]

[heartchemical]

Paula Soria Espinoza

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