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pernillecfcw · 2 years
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dinosaurwithablog · 4 months
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Willie Mays, one of the greatest all-round players of the game, died peacefully today at the age of 93. RIP, Willie 🙏🏼 he was a-mays-ing!!! He made the game great. I'm my opinion, he is the home run king of the SF Giants. Up to today, he was the oldest hall of famer that was still alive. He was inducted in 1979. He was 2 time MVP with the Giants. In 1954, he won the World Series with the Giants. He was a 12 time gold glover and a 24 time all star. He was the rookie of the year in 1951. He did it all. I remember watching him play when I was a kid. I was lucky to see him in person when he played with the Mets at Shea Stadium. My baseball glove had his signature on it and I was very proud of that as a kid. He was a joyful man and a beautiful person. 😍 he was part of the reason that I love this game so much. Thank you, Willie. Thank you for everything that you did on and off the field. There's an extra star in heaven. I know I'll see you twinkling in the night sky. You are missed. You are loved. You are a-MAYS-ing!! Always💜💜💜⚾️
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amuelia · 2 years
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Thought of this meme template redraw because of this team combo I love to use in Pokemon Masters
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ribbonbonny · 4 months
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finally a specialty champiok stadium i really enjoyed doing fully ontype. Love fairies love gettin to use all my fairies I normally don’t
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mythicalwizard · 8 months
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The Kansas City Chiefs are Super Bowl LVIII Champs!
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kdsburneraccount · 11 months
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Trick or Treat! Send me your thoughts on the World Series! Cowboys or SNEKS? Who you got?
Going to be honest, I wouldn’t be mad at either team winning!! I know a couple of people who support the Rangers and I do like that they saved us from the Astros in the World Series, but I think the Diamondbacks are very cool too :> Corbin Carroll my wasian king 🙏
I would prefer the Diamondbacks to win if only for the parallelisms to 2001, and I think that they will be able to… so that’s my pick. But also the Rangers have never won a World Series… oh gosh I’m a little conflicted bc this could be deGrom’s chance at a ring but I will stand by my choice 🫡 go sneks
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robertsbarbie · 7 months
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the kansas city teams are actually so fucked up for making a promotional video telling kansas citians to ‘vote yes’ on april 2nd and framing it in such a way that it’s a little confusing acting as if the football team is gonna lose their stadium no! they’re not! but a lot of small businesses and people will lose their jobs and homes if they build the new baseball stadium in fucking downtown
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wildlife4life · 1 year
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Taylor Swift is in my state, in my favorite city, in my teams stadium and she releases a music video with the other Taylor who does back flips! And my sister is there!
The rare and few times where I regret being a stay at home mom going to school and relying on a single income. 😩
(Little tiny regret. I would do anything for my baby, including spending all extra income on her instead of tickets)
Well…. At least KC stays winning.
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hooksredrum · 2 years
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very crazy to me
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jettlawrence · 1 year
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supercross race at arrowhead challenge
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pucksandpower · 13 days
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Seeing Color
Lando Norris x soulmate!Reader
Summary: the average person goes their whole life without seeing so much as a drop of color, so safe to say you’re quite surprised when the sky suddenly turns blue while you’re covering Formula 1 for the first time
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The sky’s a muted gray, just like every other day of your life, as you stand in the bustling paddock of Silverstone, trying to ignore the knot in your stomach.
This isn’t what you signed up for. Football’s your thing — sweaty players, goals, and post-match interviews in rain-soaked stadiums. But motorsport? Formula 1? It’s a different beast altogether.
“Just one race,” your supervisor had assured you. “It’ll be fine, Y/N. You’re a pro.”
Easy for them to say. The paddock is a maze of garages, team colors (which are a uniform grayscale for you, of course), and a cacophony of sounds that’s more overwhelming than a packed Premier League stadium.
You’ve been briefed on the basics — Max Verstappen’s the reigning champ, Lewis Hamilton’s the legend, and Lando Norris, the homegrown young talent, just secured P2.
P2. The words feel alien, even though you repeat them to yourself over and over, willing them to become familiar. Podium finish, second place. You’ve got this.
But the truth is, you don’t. Not really. And it’s showing as you fumble with your notes, trying to prepare for the post-race interviews. Your heart’s racing faster than any of the cars on the track.
“Hey, you alright there?”
The voice comes from behind you, startling you out of your thoughts. You turn around and see a young man — not too tall, with curly hair, and a faint smirk playing on his lips. You recognize him immediately, even in black and white.
Lando Norris.
“Yeah, just-” You scramble for professionalism, straightening your back and offering what you hope is a confident smile. “Just getting ready for the interviews.”
Lando’s eyes flicker down to the notes in your hand. “First time covering F1?”
Your smile falters. “Is it that obvious?”
He chuckles softly, and for a moment, it’s as if the world around you narrows down to just the two of you standing there in the paddock, the sounds and chaos fading into the background.
“A little,” he admits, leaning casually against the wall, as if he’s got all the time in the world. “But don’t worry, I’ll go easy on you.”
You can’t help but laugh, the sound surprising even yourself. There’s something about his easygoing manner that puts you at ease, just for a moment. “I appreciate that.”
“Y/N Y/L/N, right?” He asks, and you’re caught off guard that he knows your name.
“That’s me,” you reply, slipping into the role of interviewer as best as you can. “Congratulations on P2, by the way. How was the race for you?”
He glances at you, and for a brief second, his expression changes. It’s subtle — almost imperceptible — but it’s there. Something shifts in his eyes, something that makes your breath catch in your throat.
“Thanks,” he says, but the word comes out softer than you expect. There’s a pause, a moment of hesitation, before he continues. “The race was … it was intense. But honestly? Standing here right now … it feels like something else is happening.”
You frown slightly, not understanding. “What do you mean?”
Lando looks at you again, more intently this time, and you’re acutely aware of the way your pulse is thumping in your ears. “Look around,” he murmurs, his voice low, as if he’s sharing a secret. “Do you see anything different?”
You blink, confused. You glance around, expecting to see the same monotone world you’ve always known, the same dull shades of gray. But instead … you see it. A soft glow in the distance, a faint tinge of color in the sky.
It’s … blue.
A gasp escapes your lips before you can stop it. “What …”
Lando steps closer, his expression as bewildered as yours. “You see it too, don’t you?”
“I-I don’t understand,” you stammer, your heart racing even faster now. “This can’t be real. I’ve never seen color before.”
“Neither have I,” he admits, his voice barely above a whisper. “But … I’m seeing it now. Because of you.”
The air around you feels electric, charged with something you can’t quite name. Your eyes lock onto his, and suddenly, the world isn’t gray anymore. It’s alive with hues and shades that you’ve only ever imagined. His eyes, a stunning shade of fluid green, meet yours with the same wonder.
“This can’t be real,” you repeat, more to yourself than to him. You’re trying to make sense of the impossible, of the vivid blues and greens and reds that are slowly seeping into your vision, like the world is waking up from a long sleep.
Lando reaches out, his hand hovering near yours, not quite touching. There’s a vulnerability in his gaze that’s startling — like he’s just as unsure of what’s happening as you are. “I think …” he starts, then stops, swallowing hard before trying again. “I think it’s because we’re soulmates.”
“Soulmates?” You echo, the word feeling foreign on your tongue. You’ve heard the stories, the myths — how the world is black and white until you meet the person you’re meant to be with.
But it’s just that, isn’t it? A myth? A fairytale? With over 8 billion people on Earth, the chances of actually meeting your fated match are slim-to-none. Most of the population has grown to accept that they will never see anything other than black and white.
“Yeah,” he says softly. “That’s what they say, right? You don’t see color until you meet your soulmate. But I never thought it’d actually happen. Not like this.”
You’re silent for a moment, trying to process it all. The colors, the implications, the fact that this person — this stranger — is suddenly supposed to mean everything to you. It’s overwhelming.
“I don’t even know you,” you whisper, voicing your fears. “How can we be soulmates if we don’t even know each other?”
Lando’s smile is small, almost shy. “I guess we’ll have to change that, won’t we?”
The words are simple, but they carry a weight that you’re not sure you’re ready to bear. But when he looks at you like that, with such sincerity, you find yourself nodding.
“Yeah,” you agree softly. “I guess we will.”
He takes a step closer, and this time, his hand does brush against yours, sending a jolt of electricity through your body. You feel it in every nerve, every inch of your being. It’s like the world has shifted on its axis, and you’re standing at the center of something much bigger than yourself.
“Can I ask you something?” Lando’s voice is quiet, almost tentative.
“Of course,” you reply, your voice just as soft.
“What’s your favorite color?”
The question catches you off guard. It’s such a simple thing, and yet, in this moment, it feels like the most important question in the world. You look around, taking in the colors that are now flooding your vision — the vibrant greens of the trees in the distance, the deep blues of the sky, the bright reds and yellows of the cars and team logos.
“I don’t know,” you admit, and the honesty of it feels right. “I’ve never had a favorite color before.”
Lando smiles, a real smile this time, and it’s like the sun breaking through the clouds. “Pretty sure I’m legally obligated to say mine’s papaya,” he laughs, and you notice it for the first time — the vibrant hue of his team’s colors, standing out against the grayscale world you’ve known until now. “I think you’ll like it.”
You smile back at him, feeling the connection between you deepening with every passing second. It’s terrifying, and exhilarating, and everything in between.
“I think I might,” you say, and the words are full of a promise that you’re not sure you fully understand yet, but that feels right nonetheless.
For a moment, the world falls away, and it’s just the two of you, standing there in a kaleidoscope of color that’s bursting into life all around you. The roar of the engines, the clamor of the crowd — it all fades into the background as you look at each other, truly seeing each other for the first time.
“So … what happens now?” You ask, your voice barely above a whisper.
Lando’s hand tightens around yours, and there’s a steadiness in his gaze that grounds you. “We take it one step at a time,” he says. “We get to know each other. And we see where this goes.”
The simplicity of his words is comforting. There’s no grand declaration, no rush to figure everything out. Just a promise to take things as they come, to let whatever this is between you grow naturally, in its own time.
“I’d like that,” you say, and you mean it.
He grins, that boyish charm back in full force, and you can’t help but smile in return. “Good,” he says. “Because I think we’re going to be seeing a lot more of each other.”
There’s a warmth in his tone that makes your heart skip a beat, and for the first time since this whole whirlwind began, you find yourself excited about the future — about the possibility of what’s to come.
“Yeah,” you reply, your smile widening. “I think we are.”
And as you stand there, hand-in-hand with Lando Norris, surrounded by the vibrant colors of a world that’s finally come to life, you can’t help but think that maybe, just maybe, this is where you were always meant to be.
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pernillecfcw · 2 years
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Starting off with a win 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿
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theadrianadrian · 2 years
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🏀 House of HEATS🔥 @miamiheat @nba #nba #basketball #champ #champions #heat #heats #losheat #miami #miamiheat #biscayne #biscayneblvd #courtculture #heatsculture #art #desing #ftx #crypto #cruptocurrency #cryptoexchange #stadium #arena #venue (at Miami-Dade Arena) https://www.instagram.com/p/CliWnZGuy07/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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alphakuriboh · 2 years
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5k points. Was doing 1050 per fight but couldn’t clear that with the SubMas and Regi all at move level 1 so I dropped that fight to 800 because dammit I wanted to use them XD
Also yes I know bringing Leaf to Bruno was dumb, I wasn’t paying attention.
And Sonia and Dawn died just after the side ‘Mons so that fight was five minutes of me bleeding Lorelei out with Horn Leech as seen below.
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starlight-library · 12 days
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Skate to my heart | MV1 (SM & Blurb)
pairing: max verstappen x hockey player!reader (they/her)
summary: when hockey season overlaps with F1 season, there's bound to be sparks flying
warning: none!
wc: 934
a/n: Hockey presason is back baby! also all photos for y/n is from @/PWHL_NewYork ! Highly recommend watching PWHL & supporting these women!
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maxverstappen1 It was a tough race with tougher conditions but we maximised with p2 🏆 Now time for a much deserved break before coming back stronger 💪
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user9355 THAT'S MY GOAT!!!
user305 we only go up from here 🙌🙌
landonorris you gonna let oscar just drown you like that?
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user593 LETS GOOOOO
user29 we are so BACK!!!
yourusername beautiful driving by my goat, excepted nothing less. next manifesting a podium for austin when i go in person 🙏🙏
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yourusername 🏒🏒 preseason is back! time to see some of my favorite devils before hitting the rink with my gals 😉❤️ IN OUR NEW HOME ARENA FOR THE SEASON 😍
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yourteammate1 still sad you're a devils fans as NYS 👎👎
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yourusername LETS GET LOUD!! 🧜‍♀️🎶🩵
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user4863 YES YES YES!!!
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user3053 SO EXCITED FOR THE FIRST GAME!!
maxverstappen1 I'd like to propose a bet
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maxverstappen1 wonderful job ladies. a well deserve win 🏆👏
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user2953 HELLO???
user384 bring back hockey max!!!
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yourusername pay up champ 🥂💳🥂💳
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After the team meeting and the media, you leave the stadium with your teammates to the bus. Spirits are high and the energy is buzzing between everyone. You’re laughing with your teammates and spy Max standing a little further off to the side in front of his car as he’s on his phone. You put your duffel bag into the compartment of the bus before excusing yourself. Your teammates boo and pout, asking where you were going and why you weren’t celebrating with them. You quickly explain you had a bet going on with an acquaintance. Your face flushes slightly when the girls see Max and start teasing and giving low whistles before you’re turning on your heel and heading to the Dutchman, gently flattening out your black dress.
“Hello there.”
Max glances up from his phone to study you before locking and pocketing his phone before he breaks into a small grin, “Hello. Congratulations on your win.”
“Thank you,” you give a small jokingly curtsy, “I had to make sure I was not picking up this bill.” You tease. “Ready to go? Hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long.”
“I am,” he steps aside as he opens the passenger door for you, “also no you didn’t keep me waiting long at all.” He offers a hand, which you take and helps you into his car before he closes the door gently behind you. You settle into your seat and start talking to Max to fill the silence. It’s surprisingly a lot easier to get the Dutchman talk when he’s asking you questions about hockey. How long have you been playing? Did you start as a kid? Why did you want to play hockey? What did you do on your off days? What was training like? What are practices like? Could he come and watch a practice?
You happily answered all the them on your way to the bar, the two of you going back and forth with a question and answer. You two end up in a booth in the corner at the bar with your drinks chatting and talking with laughter and banter between the two of you.
The night flies by and before you know it you’re back in Max’s hotel room. It’s not like it was the endgame but it was 2am and his hotel was closer than the team’s hotel. You texted your roommate before Max is passing you some of his clothes and you take a shower. You come out laughing because Max’s sweatpants are too big for you and you have to hold them up while waddling over to Max, who’s on his bed who is also laughing. He trades you the sweats for a pair of shorts and takes the sweatpants. You settle into the other side of the bed and the two of you continue to chat until somehow you both fall asleep.
Waking up the next morning, Max is already finishing getting dressed. He asks if you want to go back to your hotel and change before joining him for breakfast and you sleepily agree before you get out of bed. Somehow, you manage to direct Max to the hotel in your sleepy haze before the two of you are back in your room and you change. The two of you then go out to a little cafe for breakfast.
Then the mall.
Then lunch.
You joke that this feels more like a date.
Max states that maybe he wanted it to be a date.
You stare at him in a bit of a shock before smiling and accepting dinner as a date which Max just smirks slightly.
The date goes amazingly. Max picked some fancy restaurant but you didn’t care about that. You cared about being on a date with Max. How easy it was to talk to the Dutchman. How much of a nerd he was that the media never showed because he kept it tucked away. It was a different side to the driver that you were glad you got to see. 
After the date, you two went to get ice cream. You two finally exchange numbers before he drops you off at your hotel so you could pack for your flight. You don’t sleep, spending the night texting Max. 
You two schedule virtual dates in between your schedules. Your favorite is a virtual escape room that is Twilight themed. Max was so stressed trying to figure things out and you were laughing so hard that you almost pissed your pants but you two escaped with two minutes to spare. Max swore he would never do it again but he also needed to prove that he could do an escape room with more than five minutes to spare so it became your go to date and by the third, Max had been so frustrated with a puzzle (that he wanted to do on his own) that he blurted out ‘babe help me!’
You did but after you circled back to the comment, smiling and teasing him. You found his blush cute as he fumbled with his words before admitting since you two have been talking for so long and going on dates he wanted to ask you and had this whole thing planned but it just slipped out in the moment of his frustration. You laugh softly but smile and admit that you were going to ask him pretty soon if he didn’t and somehow him blurting that out felt somehow fitting. You two laugh but end the date on the biggest high ever.
You were dating Max fucking Verstappen.
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maxverstappen1 one of us is a professional hockey..
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landonorris not you watching her bust her ass and not helping her
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dailyoverview · 2 months
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Eiffel Tower Stadium is a temporary outdoor arena constructed in Paris’ Champ de Mars park for the Olympic beach volleyball and blind football events. With the Eiffel Tower soaring above, the stadium has become one of the most popular and photogenic venues of this year’s Olympics. Soon after the events conclude on August 11th, the 12,860-seat stadium will be dismantled, returning the Champ de Mars to its normal state.
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Source imagery: Maxar
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