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meazalykov · 8 months ago

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sports medicine

kika nazareth x collegeintern!reader (requested)

summary: your fall internship at barcelona gives you an unexpected relationship

you tap your fingers nervously on the edge of the desk, glancing around the small medical room you’ve been assigned to for your fall internship.

the laminated poster on sports nutrition hangs a little crooked on the wall, and your stethoscope rests casually around your neck, but your nerves make everything feel out of place.

it’s your first day working with barcelona’s womens team, one of the top women’s football teams in the world, and you’re supposed to be composed, professional. but it’s a lot.

you’re a student studying sports medicine, and now you’re actually here, taking care of the health of some of the most elite athletes on the planet.

you’ve been warned that it’s going to be a busy fall—players constantly in and out for treatment, checkups, and recovery routines. and you know it’s your chance to prove yourself, to get a taste of real sports medicine.

you didn’t expect the whirlwind to begin immediately.

the door swings open, and a younger woman steps inside. she’s tan ans her ponytail is loose from the amount of running she had to do. she looks tired.

she’s in training gear, a barcelona crest proudly emblazoned on her shirt, and you realize quickly that this is one of the players you will be assigned to throughout the season.

“hey, i’m kika,” she says with an easy grin, eyes catching yours for a moment longer than expected.

“coach told me to come get checked out. i felt fine before coming to training but now i feel kinda off.”

you clear your throat, forcing a smile as you motion for her to take a seat on the examining table.

“sure. i’m y/n by the way. let's see what's going on. what kind of symptoms are you experiencing?”

she hops up onto the table, the movement casual and fluid, like she owns the place.

“just... queasy, i guess? and a bit light-headed. probably nothing, but you know how it is. they don't take chances with us.”

you nod, trying to focus on your job rather than the fact that kika’s eyes are practically sparkling as she looks at you.

“yeah, of course. it’s good to check everything out just in case.”

you go through the routine questions—how long she's been feeling like this, any other symptoms, if she's been drinking enough water—and as you do, you can't help but notice how kika’s watching you, like she’s reading you as much as you’re reading her.

it’s... disarming.

“so, y/n,” kika says, the corners of her mouth quirking up into a playful smile, “is this your first day? i haven’t seen you around before.”

you chuckle, reaching for your stethoscope. “yeah, it is. fall intern. studying sports medicine at barcelona uni.”

“ah, an ambitious one. i like that,” she teases, tilting her head as if to study you better.

“and now you’re here, dealing with a bunch of footballers.”

you bite back a laugh, shaking your head as you gently place the stethoscope on her back. “breathe in for me.”

kika does as she’s told, and you listen carefully to her breathing, trying to focus on the steady rhythm of her heartbeat rather than how close you are to her. how you can feel the warmth of her skin through the stethoscope.

“all good?” kika asks, turning her head slightly, a smirk playing on her lips. “or are you just trying to spend more time with me?”

“all good,” you reply, feeling your face heat up just a bit. you step back and busy yourself with making notes on your clipboard.

“it’s just a routine check.”

she swings her legs back and forth, the motion easy and casual, but there's something in her eyes—something playful, curious.

“well, i don’t mind. you can do all the checks you want.”

you pause, pen hovering over your clipboard. it would be so easy to play along, to let yourself fall into the rhythm of kika’s teasing. but you remember—you're supposed to be professional, and the last thing you need is to get wrapped up in some kind of... situation with a player. and yet, as you glance up and catch her gaze, it’s like she can see right through you.

“so... y/n, how long’s this internship?” kika continues, leaning back on her hands, the movement making her seem even more relaxed, more comfortable in your space than you are.

“just for the fall,” you say. “then it's back to classes in the spring.”

“hmm. a shame. guess i’ll just have to get to know you real quick, huh?”

you can’t help the small laugh that escapes you, shaking your head as you reach for a thermometer.

“open up,” you say, trying to maintain your composure. kika obediently opens her mouth, and for a moment, there's silence as you take her temperature.

it’s hard not to notice the way she watches you the whole time, her gaze lingering on your face, your hands.

when it’s over, kika smirks. “so, doc, what's the diagnosis? am i gonna live?”

you roll your eyes playfully, scribbling down more notes.

“probably. just make sure you stay hydrated, get some rest. if it gets worse, come back and we’ll figure out what’s going on by running some scans.”

she hops down from the table, but instead of heading for the door, she takes a step closer to you, close enough that you can smell the faint scent of her sweat and the grass from the pitch.

“oh, i’ll be back,” she says softly, her voice dropping just a bit.

“even if it’s just to see your face again.”

your breath catches, and for a moment, you're caught between stepping back and stepping forward. there’s something intoxicating about her—her confidence, the way she speaks to you like she already knows you'll say yes to whatever she asks.

but you know better. or at least, you think you do.

“well,” you manage to say, clearing your throat as you put some space between you.

“let’s keep things professional, okay? i don't want to get in trouble.”

kika raises an eyebrow, her smile widening. “hey, i’m all about being professional. i mean, i haven't even asked for your number yet.”

you feel your heart race at her words, but you force a laugh, shaking your head as you move to open the door for her. “goodbye, kika. remember to rest and drink water.”

she salutes playfully as she walks out, turning back to give you one last lingering look before she disappears down the hallway back to the locker rooms.

you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, leaning back against the door. your hands are shaking slightly, and you can still feel the warmth of kika’s presence in the room, like she left a part of herself behind.

you remind yourself that you’re here to work, and to learn. however, it's not your fault that your university put you in a situation where you’ll be around a bunch of hot footballers.

a few days pass, and you settle into the rhythm of your internship. the players come in and out of your small clinic room—mapi and salma with minor injuries, some like esmee coming in for quick checkups. all of the girls like you already.

this job keeps you busy, and you start feeling more at ease in your role.

however, kika is stuck in your mind. every time you hear her laugh echo down the hallway or catch a glimpse of her training on the field, your heart races a little faster.

you tell yourself you’re imagining things when you think you catch her glancing at you during practices.

on the fifth day of your internship, she makes it clear she hasn’t forgotten about you.

you’re organizing the shelves when she saunters in, that familiar smirk plastered on her face.

“doc, you got a sec?” she asks casually, like you two are old friends.

you glance up, swallowing down your nerves. “what’s up, kika? everything okay?”

she steps closer, close enough that you can see the sweat rolling down the side of her neck, glistening in the overhead light. it takes everything in you not to get distracted.

“yeah, well, i might've pulled something. my thigh. thought you could check it out.”

“your thigh?” you repeat, raising an eyebrow. “during training?”

she nods, eyes twinkling mischievously. “yeah, you know how it is. thought i’d come straight to my favorite nurse for some... extra attention.”

you can’t help but roll your eyes, but there’s a smile tugging at your lips. “okay, sit down. let’s have a look.”

kika hops up onto the table, the movement fluid, practiced, like she’s done it a hundred times. she stretches out her leg, exposing her toned thigh, and you pull up a chair to sit beside her, trying to keep your focus solely on your work.

as you begin to gently palpate her muscles, searching for any sign of injury, kika leans back on her elbows, watching you intently.

“you have really soft hands,” she murmurs, voice low, sending shivers down your spine.

“and you’re really tense,” you reply, trying to keep your tone steady, your focus on the task at hand. but it’s hard when she’s looking at you like that—like you’re the only person in the room, the only thing that matters.

you work your fingers along her thigh, feeling for any sign of strain or swelling, but all you can think about is how warm her skin is beneath your touch. “try to relax.”

she chuckles, the sound deep and husky. “hard to relax when someone as cute as you is touching me.”

“kika...” you try to sound firm, but your voice falters, and she catches it. she always does. you know you shouldn't be encouraging this—whatever this is—but her words make your heart skip a beat, and it's like she knows exactly how to break down your walls.

“what?” she says innocently, her lips curving up into that infuriatingly charming smile. “i’m just saying what i’m thinking. is that so wrong?”

you clear your throat, trying to regain control. “okay, well, everything seems fine. no serious strain, but you should rest and ice it just in case. tell the coach to let you see out for today.”

“hmm, i’ll rest if you promise to take care of me,” she says, her voice softening into something almost vulnerable, but you know better—she’s just trying to get under your skin. and it’s working.

“i think you’ll survive, kika,” you reply, standing up and putting some space between you two.

“just follow the usual recovery routine.”

she stays seated on the table, though, leaning back and studying you with a tilt of her head.

“you know, y/n, you’re very by-the-book. i admire that. you gotta break the rules a little though, don’t you think?”

you look at her, really look at her, and for a second you wonder what it would be like to let go of all your professionalism, to lean into whatever game she’s playing.

her eyes are practically daring you to step closer, to do something impulsive. but then you remember where you are, who she is, and what’s at stake.

“depends on the rules,” you say finally, crossing your arms over your chest, trying to put up some kind of barrier between you. “and the consequences of breaking them.”

kika slides off the table, standing so close to you that you have to tilt your head up to meet her gaze. “well, lucky for you, i’m willing to take the risk,” she says, her voice dropping to a whisper.

“what about you?”

you’re saved by a knock on the door, and you practically leap back as ellie pokes her head in, interrupting the moment.

“hey kika, coach wants to know how you’re doing. you okay?”

kika doesn’t take her eyes off you, even as she answers.

“yeah, yeah, i’m good. just getting a little... care from y/n.”

“all right,” ellie says, raising an eyebrow but not pushing further. “see you out there.”

kika gives you one last lingering look before heading to the door. “see you around, y/n,” she says, winking as she walks out.

you let out a shaky breath once she's gone, leaning back against the table, your head spinning. this isn’t what you signed up for—flirtations and teasing smiles from a footballer.

as the days go by, kika keeps finding excuses to come by your clinic.

a bruise here, a muscle ache there—nothing serious, but each visit is filled with her charm, her relentless flirtation.

she brings you coffee one morning, her grin wide and disarming as she hands you the cup. “thought you could use some caffeine for the long day,” she says, fingers brushing yours as you take it.

“thanks,” you say, trying to sound casual, even as your pulse quickens at the contact. “but you really don’t need to keep doing this.”

“doing what?” kika asks, eyes wide with mock innocence. “being nice to the person who keeps me in top shape? it’s the least i can do.”

“right,” you say, sipping the coffee and trying to ignore the way her fingers lingered a second too long.

“so, what’s the excuse today?”

“no excuse,” kika says, leaning against the doorframe, her eyes never leaving yours. “just wanted to see you.”

your heart races at her words, and you know you should say something to shut this down, to set some boundaries. instead, you just nod, your mouth too dry to respond, and she smiles, like she knows exactly the effect she’s having on you.

“i’ll see you after practice, y/n,” she says softly, and with that, she’s gone, leaving you standing there with a racing heart and a smile you can’t quite wipe off your face.

weeks pass, and you find yourself falling into a routine. every day, you wake up excited to go to your internship, and it’s not just because you’re getting hands-on experience in sports medicine.

kika has made it her mission to become a constant presence in your life—showing up at the clinic with excuses to talk to you, sitting beside you during team meals where the entire staff is present, and finding any opportunity to make you blush with her flirtatious banter.

one morning, as you're going over your schedule and reviewing your contract for your fall duties, something catches your eye—a clause about "professional conduct."

you skim over the words, chewing your lip nervously as you read it over and over. it talks about respecting boundaries, ensuring that athletes receive the best care, but there’s nothing—nothing at all—that mentions restrictions on forming personal relationships with the players or coaches of the team.

your mind races. you had always assumed that getting involved, even slightly, with a player was against the rules. now, looking at the text in front of you, you realize it’s not forbidden.

it's a gray area. and that thought sends a thrill through you—a thrill you’ve been trying to suppress every time kika looks at you with that playful smile, every time she drops by just to see how your day is going.

for the first time, you wonder what it would be like to stop resisting. you tell yourself it doesn't have to mean anything serious, that it's just... letting go a little. letting her in a little.

that day, you decide to let things shift. when kika walks into the clinic after training, there's no excuse this time—no phantom injury or made-up reason to see you. she just stands in the doorway, hands in her pockets, grinning at you.

“hey, doc,” she says, and there's a softness in her voice that makes your heart skip a beat. “are you busy?”

you close your laptop, meeting her eyes. “not really. what's up?”

“thought maybe we could go get lunch, we don’t have our second training until later” she says, tilting her head towards the door.

“i mean, unless you're tired of me already.”

“i don’t think that’s possible,” you say before you can stop yourself, and the way her smile widens makes you feel like you’re floating.

“just let me finish up here, and we can go.”

“take your time,” kika replies, her voice smooth, eyes never leaving you as you quickly tidy up your desk. once you're ready, you grab your bag, trying to steady your nerves, and you both walk out together into the warm barcelona evening.

the café kika takes you to is small and tucked away, the kind of place you never would have found on your own. little did you know, mapi showed this spot to kika in the beginning of the season.

it’s cozy, with mismatched furniture and fairy lights hanging from the ceiling. you find a corner table, and as soon as you sit down, it feels like the world melts away, like it's just you and kika in this tiny bubble of comfort and warmth.

“so,” she says, leaning back in her chair, fingers tapping absently on the table.

“what do you do when you’re not playing nurse for a bunch of athletes?”

you laugh, stirring the straw in your iced tea. “mostly study. i don't have a lot of free time outside of school and now this internship.”

“ah, see, that's where you're going wrong,” she teases, leaning closer. “you gotta make time for fun, y/n!.”

“easy for you to say. you're living the dream,” you say, raising an eyebrow. “you play professional football, travel all over the world...”

“yeah, well, it’s not always as glamorous as it looks,” she says with a shrug. “sometimes, i just want to hang out, get to know people, and not worry about what comes next like having to drop everything for a game or training and stuff.”

you look at her, really look at her, and you realize there's more to kika than just the flirty, confident player you’ve been trying to keep at arm's length.

there's a person who wants to connect, who sees you as more than just a fall intern.

“well,” you say slowly, “maybe we can help each other out then.”

kika’s eyes brighten. “oh yeah? and how exactly are we gonna do that?”

“i'll let you in on a secret,” you say, leaning forward, your voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

“i might actually be fun outside of work. you just haven't given me the chance to prove it yet.”

kika grins, and it's like the whole room lights up with her smile. “is that so? then i guess we’re gonna have to spend a lot more time together.”

you start hanging out more after that—sometimes it’s just grabbing lunch together, other times it’s you watching the team practice from the sidelines as kika introduces you to some of the healthy players that you haven’t met yet.

each moment is easy, filled with laughter, teasing words, and a growing closeness that neither of you deny anymore. kika finds every excuse to touch you—a hand on your arm when she laughs, a nudge with her shoulder when you're walking side by side—and each touch sets your skin on fire, makes you feel more alive than you have in a long time.

one evening, after a particularly long day, you’re both sitting on the benches down on the pitch after training, watching the sun set over the pitch. the sky is painted in hues of pink and orange, and there’s a gentle breeze that makes the moment feel almost dreamlike.

kika turns to you, a soft smile on her lips, and you know something’s different tonight—something’s changed.

“y/n,” she says quietly, her voice barely louder than a whisper.

“i’ve really enjoyed getting to know you. i mean, i know i've been, like, teasing and stuff, but... i like you. a lot.”

your heart skips a beat, and for a second, you don’t know what to say. but then you remember the contract, the realization that there’s nothing stopping you from leaning in—really leaning in—and you make a choice.

“i like you too,” you admit, the words coming out in a rush, like they’ve been on the tip of your tongue for weeks.

“and i’ve been trying so hard to... to keep things professional, but maybe... maybe that’s not what i want. its not like i have to anyways– nothing in my contract keeps this prohibited.”

kika’s smile is soft and genuine, and she reaches out to take your hand, intertwining her fingers with yours. “then stop trying so hard, y/n. just... let it happen. whatever this is, let’s just see where it goes.”

you look at her, at the way her eyes are so full of hope and mischief and sincerity all at once, and you know you can't fight it anymore. not when it feels this right. so you squeeze her hand, leaning closer, letting the world fall away around you.

from that moment on, things are different. you don't hide the way you look at kika anymore, don't shy away when she leans into your space or teases you about your “serious intern face.” you flirt back, let yourself enjoy the way she makes you feel—giddy, alive, wanted.

you find yourself looking forward to her visits to the clinic, to the way she makes you laugh when you’re stressed and makes you feel like you’re more than just another person passing through her world.

and as the fall closes, you start to realize that maybe, just maybe, this is exactly where you're supposed to be.

a few more weeks go by, you grow closer to kika. your late-night texts turn into late-night phone calls, and you start sharing more about yourself. kika opens up too, telling you about her life as a professional footballer—the pressure, the joy, the sacrifices she's had to make to be where she is.

it feels like your lives are starting to intertwine, and it’s both exhilarating and terrifying all at once.

one friday night, you’re out with some college friends at a bar in downtown barcelona. you’re celebrating about graduating university in the spring. it’s been a while since you’ve let loose, and you’re determined to enjoy yourself, dancing and laughing over drinks.

the music is loud, and you find yourself swaying to the rhythm, the warm glow of the bar's lights making everything feel surreal. you're lost in the moment when you feel a familiar pair of eyes on you.

you turn around, and there she is—kika, standing near the bar with aitana and fridolina, a smirk on her face and an eyebrow raised as she takes in the sight of you.

her hair’s down, and she's wearing casual clothes—a free people’s blue romper and a snug white t-shirt underneath.

you’re struck by how different she looks outside of her training gear. shes more... approachable, more real.

if possible, even more attractive.

“well, well,” she says, making her way over to you, the grin on her face wide and teasing.

“look who knows how to have fun after all!”

you laugh, feeling a blush rise to your cheeks as you run a hand through your hair. “i didn’t expect to see you here.”

“yeah, i am out with some teammates,” she says, nodding back toward the group at a nearby table.

“but when i saw you dancing... well, let’s just say you got my attention.”

you glance around, feeling a bit self-conscious, but there’s something about the way kika’s looking at you—like you’re the only person in the room—that makes you want to be bold.

“want to dance?” you ask, holding out your hand.

kika’s eyes light up, and she takes your hand without hesitation, pulling you closer.

“i thought you’d never ask.”

the music swells around you, and you move together to the beat, your bodies pressed close, her hand on your waist. it feels like the world fades away, like it’s just the two of you in this crowded bar.

the air is thick with the smell of sweat and spilled drinks, but all you can think about is the warmth of kika’s body against yours, the way her eyes flicker between your face and your lips.

you sway together, her arm wrapped around your waist, and every movement feels electric, every touch like it’s setting your skin on fire.

at one point, kika leans down, her lips brushing your ear, and you shiver at the sensation.

“i think i like you like this,” she murmurs, her voice low and warm. “all... free. wild.”

“you make it easy,” you reply, turning your head to meet her gaze, your faces inches apart. the tension between you is palpable, and for a second, you think she might kiss you right there in the middle of the bar.

but instead, she pulls back, though her hand stays firmly on your waist.

“come outside with me?” she asks, her eyes pleading, and you nod, letting her lead you through the crowd and out into the cool night air.

outside, it’s quieter, the noise of the bar muffled by the thick walls. kika leans against the brick building, pulling you close so that you’re standing between her legs, your hands resting on her shoulders.

“i really like you, y/n,” she says, and this time there’s no teasing, no playfulness—just honesty.

“i know we’ve been dancing around this, but... i want to be with you. for real.”

your heart pounds at her words, and you realize that you’ve been waiting to hear them for so long.

“i want that too,” you admit, your voice barely a whisper. “but... what about the team? what about work?”

kika shakes her head, reaching up to cup your cheek. “i don’t care about any of that. all i care about is you.”

before you can overthink it, you close the distance between you, pressing your lips to hers. the kiss is soft at first, gentle and tentative, but when kika pulls you closer, it deepens, and all the tension, all the unsaid words, pour into that moment.

her lips are warm and firm against yours, and you melt into her, the world spinning around you in a blur of lights and sounds.

after that night, everything changes. you and kika start spending more time together outside of work—taking late-night walks along the beach, sneaking kisses in empty hallways, staying up talking until the early hours of the morning.

you become a regular at her games, sitting in the stands and cheering the team on, feeling your chest swell with pride every time kika scores or makes a brilliant play.

and in the clinic, you start to let your guard down more. when kika comes in for her “checkups,” you flirt back shamelessly, letting the banter flow freely between you.

the rest of the team starts to notice, teasing both of you whenever they catch kika lingering by your side a little too long or when they see you blushing at one of her comments. but it’s all in good fun, and you realize how lucky you are to be surrounded by people who support you, who support whatever it is you and kika have.

the fall comes to an end, and you find yourself dreading the day you have to leave.

but then, one afternoon, you’re called into the office of the team’s head physician. you’re nervous, wondering if you’ve done something wrong, but when you step inside, he’s smiling.

“y/n,” he says, gesturing for you to sit.

“i wanted to talk to you about your time here. we’ve been really impressed with your work—the way you’ve handled the players, your professionalism, your dedication– even the captains mentioned that you’ve developed a good relationship with the players– which we do find valuable.”

“thank you,” you say, trying to keep hope out of your voice.

“this has been such an amazing experience.”

“well, we’d like to make it a more permanent one,” he says, sliding a folder across the desk toward you.

“we want to offer you a full-time position as part of our medical team, starting after you finish up your school year. what do you say?”

your mouth drops open, and you can hardly believe what you’re hearing. “are you serious?”

“completely,” he replies with a nod.

you glance down at the contract, your hands shaking slightly as you pick it up. this is it—the chance you’ve been waiting for, the opportunity to start your career doing something you love, in a place you’ve grown to care about deeply.

“yes,” you say, a smile breaking across your face. “yes, i’d love that.”

that night, you rush to find kika, practically bursting with excitement as you find her sitting on the sidelines after practice, putting on her nike slides after taking off her cleats.

when she sees you running towards her, her face lights up with a smile, but she raises an eyebrow in confusion.

“what’s got you all worked up?” she asks, standing up as you reach her.

“i got the job,” you say breathlessly, grinning from ear to ear. “they offered me a full-time position! i’m going to be staying at barcelona.”

kika’s eyes go wide, and for a second, she just stares at you, as if trying to process what you’ve said. and then she’s lifting you off the ground, spinning you around as you both laugh, her joy infectious and overwhelming.

“that’s amazing, y/n!” she says, setting you down and pulling you into a tight hug. “i knew they’d see how great you are. god, i’m so proud of you.”

“and i get to stay with you,” you say softly, your arms wrapping around her neck as you look into her eyes. “no more goodbyes.”

“no more goodbyes,” she repeats, her voice tender as she leans down to kiss you, her lips soft and sweet against yours. and in that moment, everything feels right—the fall, the job, the future you’re building together.

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jesswritesthat · 7 months ago

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Sakusa Kiyoomi: Part of the Plan

Fandom: Haikyuu!! — [ Masterlist ]

Summary: ~0.8k, fluff

• You didn’t think helping a friend would ever lead you to be in demand from elite athlete Sakusa Kiyoomi, yet here you are.

Warnings: Post time skip spoilers.

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It was a soothing walk home you'd taken that evening, enjoying the fresh fragrance of the season when a brief interaction outside your apartment building caused you tilt your head and slow you pace.

"Oh here they are now!"

Your neighbour giddily shouted, pointing in your direction as evidence to the tall man beside her who then turned around. You recognised the athlete immediately, even without his signature teams' clothing draping his toned form.

"You made this meal plan?" It was direct, straight to the point, with recognisable scribbles held out before you.

It was apart of the plan you'd tailored for Atsumu, covering various nutritional aspects to help maintain energy and physique during the upcoming volleyball season. That damn blonde must've left it lying around at practice. You’ll get him back next time you hang out together but right now you held the prickly attention of his teammate.

"Oh yeah, I thought I was missing a page." Gratefully, you accepted the parchment with a polite smile whilst Sakusa shoved his hands in his pockets and spoke observantly through his mask.

"It's detailed, you know what you're doing."

"It's nothing overly professional but it does the job."

"It does more than that, I remember you always used to help out the volleyball team in middle school." He'd offhandedly mentioned, tilting his head slightly as if reminiscing - he was right, you were a year below and had volunteered to help the sports clubs when you could but you didn't think it'd be memorable.

Let alone to someone as antisocial and incredible as him, a top 5 Ace of the nation in Itachiyama.

"You recognise me?"

"You used a Hello Kitty plaster for my graze when first aid had run out of proper ones." This was said with what you assumed to be a disgruntled look since you couldn't see beyond his mask.

"It was a proper plaster. Just with more personality." You quipped back rather proudly, the player furrowing his brows slightly and responding with a hint of bemusement (you'd hoped).

"You said something similar back then, and I still disagree."

It was a slightly palpable silence that remained after that, unsure of how to react to Sakusa as a person rather than someone you'd considered out of reach quite yet. Thus he continued with an awkward clearing of his throat.

"Anyway, I was looking for you."

"To return my meal plan?" You instantly questioned, as if trying to aid the situation but he only shook his head before elaborating.

"To ask if you'd personalise one for me."

"Don't you have professionals for that?"

As a MSBY Black Jackals player, you’d expected them to have every amenity available to them in order to maximise performance - so for him to request such expertise from you was rather perplexing.

"I'm a picky eater." It wasn't as forward as answers you'd previously received, suggesting he was a little embarrassed about this disclosure.

"You're really gonna make this easy for me if I accept, aren’t you?" You retorted sarcastically, a raised brow sent his way but he remained unphased.

"I thought you may be looking to do this as a career, become a sport nutritionist?"

"Well I hadn't really thought that far ahead..."

Sakusa studied you thoughtfully, as if you were a new concept to his world that he didn’t understand yet, but he certainly wanted to try.

"Well as I progress, people will be interested in what I'm doing unfortunately. But it'll bring business your way."

It was considerate of him (even if he was repulsed by the idea of attention) to think about how the arrangement would benefit you also, it is an aspiring nutritions dream offer after all. Yet he presented no pressure, waiting patiently even if your casual shrug and acknowledgment wasn’t a conclusive decision.

"I mean as a Division 1 player, you're quite popular already."

"Think about it. Here's my number, give me a call if you change your mind." Sakusa gave you a slip with his contact information, burying his hands deep in his pockets once more and diverted his gaze away from you. "Or even if you don't."

"Thank you Sakusa, it was nice talking to you again."

The Spiker didn't respond verbally, instead nodding softly accompanied by a wave of his hand when walking away.

Your neighbour rejoined your side from where she’d retreated to, previously leaning against the building entrance steps with a joyous skip toward you and girly squeal to match.

"Did you just get Sakusa Kiyoomis' number?!"

"Yeah. For work."

"He came looking for you, he literally asked Miya-san for your address to return your plan himself. Then MSBYs' top spiker Sakusa Kiyoomi gave you his personal number." She reiterated again, adding emphasis and dramatics to the statement as if you'd failed to realise the weight of it.

"..." You glared discreetly, your neighbour far too enthused by such a thing, which was translated through your deadpan tone. "You're too excited about this."

"I don't think you're excited enough about this."

You ran your thumb over his elegant writing as you looked at the slip once again, a gentle smile subconsciously working its way to your lips at the thought.

“Maybe you’re right…”

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[ Masterlist ]

A/N: I have more… if you want…?

#sakusa kiyoomi x reader #sakusa kiyoomi imagines #sakusa kiyoomi #sakusa imagines #sakusa x reader #sakusa fluff #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu sakusa #anime x reader #anime imagine

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meet the Golden Coast!

x.o.x.o. masterlist here

DISCLAIMER - for fic purposes, i invented the majors the characters are coursing (which are not reality accurate, since i haven't checked if they are taught in Stanford), as well as the names of the parents. i do not own any characters, except the reader and noelle watts.

dedicated to my baby kaia <333 x.o.x.o, lucy

Y/N Duncan—equestrian royalty with a golden touch. As the daughter of power duo Patricia Ames and Tobias Duncan, and half-sister to tennis star Tashi Duncan, she was practically born to dominate the elite social scene. But don’t be fooled—Y/N’s not just another heiress with a pretty face. She’s a force to be reckoned with in the equestrian world, training at Richard Zweig’s Stables and setting her sights on international championships.

A Stanford Sports Medicine major, Y/N moves effortlessly between high society and high-stakes competition, always seen at the most exclusive galas and events. Whether it’s courtside with Tashi or making headlines on horseback, one thing’s for sure—Palo Alto’s it-girl never goes unnoticed.

socials!

Tashi Duncan—Stanford’s reigning tennis queen and the definition of poise under pressure. With a racket in one hand and a Nike sponsorship in the other, she’s rising through the ranks faster than a 120 mph serve. But off the court? She’s the big sister everyone wishes they had, rarely seen without Y/N Duncan at her side.

Majoring in Physiotherapy, Tashi keeps her inner circle small but powerful—she’s tight with Patrick Zweig and Art Donaldson, the infamous Fire and Ice duo, making them the ultimate golden trio of West Coast sports. With her growing list of endorsements and a front-row seat in the social elite, Tashi isn’t just playing the game—she’s rewriting it.

socials!

Art Donaldson—Stanford’s golden boy, the heir to the Donaldson empire, and tennis’s next big thing. The only son of Arthur Donaldson Sr., Art is balancing a killer serve with a major in Sports Marketing, proving that he’s not just a pretty face with a powerful backhand.

Half of the Fire and Ice duo alongside best friend Patrick Zweig, Art exudes effortless charm—both on and off the court. With sponsors like Nike backing him and the West Coast elite eating out of the palm of his hand, it’s no surprise he’s always at the center of attention. But with that much pressure and perfection, one has to wonder—when will California’s angel show his cracks?

socials!

If trouble had a last name, it’d be Patrick Zweig. Born into equestrian legacy but destined for the tennis courts, Patrick has built a reputation on playing by his own rules. His father might own Zweig Stables, but Patrick? He owns the spotlight.

Studying Athletic Training at Stanford, Patrick is the fire to Art Donaldson’s ice, the chaos to Tashi’s control, and the one person who can turn any event into a spectacle. With a killer serve and an even deadlier smirk, he keeps everyone guessing what (or who) he’ll set his sights on next. One thing’s for sure—no one plays the game quite like him.

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Noelle Watts—the dark horse of the West Coast elite. While her name might not carry the same weight as some of her Stanford peers, Gossip Girl has been keeping an eye on her. And why wouldn’t she? With her rising star status in eventing, a tight bond with Y/N Duncan, and a major in Animal Nutrition, Noelle is one to watch.

Whether she’s training at the stables or caught in the middle of Patrick Zweig’s latest antics, Noelle has a way of staying just under the radar—until she doesn’t. With her connections, talent, and quiet influence, it won’t be long before she’s more than just a supporting player in this world of power and privilege.

socials!

#fic: x.o.x.o. ˚₊۶ৎ˙⋆#art donaldson x reader #art donaldson x you #art donaldson #smau #challengers x reader #heartcereql

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Hello good afternoon! On Sam's part, we already have some speculation there in Mordor (will we have a Barbie Fitness revival?). But what about IFTA? Will we have a two-pronged attack this weekend?

Dear IFTA Anon,

The IFTA event is in Dublin, on April 20th. Next week, not this week-end.

For the moment, we have Landcon in Paris on Saturday and yup, he registered for the Cologne Hyrox on Sunday:

And so is Mrs. Xena, what a surprise:

Of course she geotagged herself, aaah-ing and oooh-ing near the Dome. Ha. Ha.

After all, she told Herr Lederhosen, her Bavarian fan Numero Uno, she was going to race PRO at Hyrox Cologne, hashtag lonewolf, hashtag Club Flamingo (but afterwards, LOL) - more about this, here: https://www.tumblr.com/sgiandubh/744955031835541504/out-of-the-ol-bubble?source=share

If you care to see the event's agenda, you'll notice Hyrox PRO women is very short (I have no clue why, ask me about Pre-Raphaelites, instead) and almost simultaneous with the beginning of the Men's race, where S competes. Cue in salacious comments from *urv, I think we should expect at least that.

On the flip side, a revival would be very farfetched, taking into account that Daily Fail article which portrayed him as a Raya lookin' for a hookin', elite available man (LOL for years). PR might be a bitch, but never does something like that without a reason.

Fingahs crossed for that Flamingo Club. Oh, and pour la bonne bouche, she even told us where she is staying in Cologne:

A 'full appartment with kitchen' and thank you Primal (paid partnership, of course) for today and the ESN hotel, starting tomorrow. Here is an interesting clue, just in case anyone pre-empts the fanfic and imagines a kama-sutra side event in one of the numerous hôtels de charme of Cologne.

There is no ESN hotel (yes, I looked, Deutschland and her beauty are not my forte) in town. The ESN she is talking about is Elite Sports Nutrition, a German fitness supplements company (https://int.esn.com/) prominently featured at FIBO 2024 (same dates, roughly, same place):

They pay for the room and she doesn't even know or care where the hotel is.

So long for the fish, Anon. That settles it for me. Also, for having participated several times at different high-level events organized by the German authorities (think EU ministerial summit level), I can tell you these people do not joke about accommodation, transfers and registration formalities: this is very strict and very, very effective. Best organization in the world and I know something about it.

*fondly and suddenly remembers her miraculous long week-end at the Adlon Hotel, in Berlin, circa 2007 *

[Later edit]: Told you. *urv already wrote Chapter 13 of Fitness at Dawn. It's based in Cologne:

*bangs head against wall*

#anon #fandom #shitshow

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also the population density of the UK is like, what, five times that of America? maybe six? I think if the US had a population of 1.5-1.8 billion people, and instead of sudden immigration that had grown in a time when food production was a lot less efficient and importing the nutritional basics was practically not done, they might find they'd also turned most of their wilderness into farmland.

Yeah I mean I am not a Land Use Scholar but I know enough to know that the kinds of capital-backed monoculture farming that gained a lot in prevalence when the land was Enclosed (read: stolen by elites) is more efficient (if also more risky), and yes, particularly in England, we do not have a lot a space for the amount of people we have!

That said, it's not all defensible. One post in that thread made some reference to 'lead flavoured grouse' or something, and it's absolutely true that a lot of environmental destruction and deprivation of people's traditional rights to shared access to land happened in the service of elite sport hunting.

And that's horrible! But for some reason when elites with weapons deprive folk of their traditional land rights and then fuck up the land that they stole in America, Tumblr has a pretty different attitude to the descendants of the people the land was stolen from

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What do you think of High School Aus?

I like school themes, some people don't like them because of the cliché in animes, but I like to feel nostalgic, the best years for me were in my high school, in my sophomore and junior year. I can't say the same for my middle school year.

Would you guys believe that I started watching Rain code after chapter 2? Before this, I didn't really care about this game and thought it would be bad because I was obsessed with Danganronpa at the time and only thought about Danganronpa. Now, look where I am, Having an obsession with a short king, and making drawings of it until now. XD

I don't watch anime because I'm lazy , but I still enjoy the theme and teen drama. Also when the creators use teenagers in horror scenarios, it's always good, the time when horror RPG Maker was the height of the internet was the best year. I miss this. ;-;

I also think anime school uniforms are really cool, especially the girls' ones (I still think boys deserve better uniforms)

About high school au.....

Tw: 🎭⚠️ + spoilers and big text

I'm in a bit of a conflict of what a high school AU would be like, on one hand I want all the characters in Rain code to be high school students, and characters like Dr. Huesca to be the teacher.

Even Yakou would be a high school student, be friend of Vivia and the Amaterasu Researcher, and Yakou being the dramatic student for grades and school tests. I know he was going to be the teacher, but imagining him being the student would be funny. On the other hand, I wanted to imagine them being school employees, imagine what kind of teacher Makoto would be? Maybe a biology teacher. Biology was my favorite subject in school and I loved reading books about it.

Silly little headcanons like student Makoto having shorter hair than his adult self, to give a touch of difference, (and also based on me imagining that his original self had short hair when he was younger), He would wear a mask that could cover half of his face and also imagine that he could be the leader of some club, or even be part of the student council, or the school union. Imagine this drama: Yomi Hellsmile would be the leader of the student council, but would use his power and popularity to bully the other students and wreak havoc on the school.

I also imagine that Amaterasu could be an elite private school, and WDO would be a standard public school? The characters being from different schools, but still having some drama, involving school sports at a certain point, or them meeting at a bus stop or after school would be interesting. But it's more fun if they're from the same school or the same class. XD

The strangest things only happen during the school year

Makoto could also be the popular student, especially for the girls who would find him cute because of his baby face and height.

About his height; He could be a standard height for a school age or relatively short for a teenager. As previously stated, in my case, I stopped growing in height after the age of 18, although each person can grow and develop in different ways. We could apply this to the characters.

Homunculi stop growing after reaching biological maturity, right? He would still grow and develop until he reached physical maturity and stopped aging because of immortality.

Physical or biological maturity usually occurs around the age of 18 to 21, although it can vary slightly depending on factors such as genetics, nutrition, and general health. This includes the closure of the growth plates in the long bones, which marks the end of height growth.

You guys may also think that his original human self may have had problems during his physical development, making him too short for an adult. If Number One became the leader of the World Detective Organization at a very young age, the chronic stress and burden of responsibility may have damaged his biological growth. This may explain his supposed fragility and weakness. Nothing is confirmed.

Makoto would also be clear proof that Yuma has always been an adult, despite the characters not having official ages, and I don't have much of a problem with age headcanons.

So, I guess that's it. I hope that answered your question, anon.

#master detective archives: rain code #mdarc #mdarc spoilers #rain code #rain code spoilers #spoiler alert #makoto kagutsuchi #Au #alternative universe #high school au #fanart #art #my art #I'm in my Danganronpa moment #anon ask #ask answered

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We are just about 2 weeks away from our big Greek adventure! This summer, students and faculty from the Arnold School of Public Health are "diving into" Greek culture in a unique way: we are hoping to better understand how lifestyle impacts overall health and well-being. As the time approaches for us to get on our planes, we are getting more and more excited about all we will get to see and do!

This trip is such a cool opportunity because we are all interested in health, travel, sports, and nutrition. We will certainly be busy-traveling from Athens to Olympia, Delphi, Nafplion, Crete, and more! All in a little more than 2 weeks!

For me, I am most looking forward to seeing the "traditional" ways that people lived and how that translates to modern culture. For example, I know I will love to see the archeological site at Ancient Olympia-where the first Olympic Games were held-and better understand how we continue to hold elite athletes in such high regard today. I am also very much looking forward to our farm tour and cooking class to learn more about traditional Greek cuisine (including classic ingredients like olive oil and feta cheese!), and maybe also how it impacts my own health! Finally, I'm very excited to learn more about how ancient Greeks perceived "health", and how it compares to my own understanding.

There is so much to see, do, and learn on this adventure. We hope that you will share in our experiences and maybe learn a little something, too! Follow along with us as we post every day!

-Morgan Collins

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Let's Talk About Additives: How They Impact Athletic Performance

In the quest for peak performance, athletes often scrutinize every aspect of their diet. Yet, the hidden dangers of additives, artificial sweeteners, food coloring, and preservatives are frequently overlooked. Despite their widespread use in processed foods, these substances can severely impact performance, mental focus, mood, and energy levels, thwarting many high-performance athletes' goals and dreams.

1. Additives and Artificial Sweeteners: Hidden Saboteurs

Additives are substances added to food to preserve flavor or enhance its taste, appearance, or other qualities. Common additives include preservatives, coloring agents, and flavor enhancers. Artificial sweeteners like aspartame, sucralose, and saccharin are used to provide sweetness without the calories of sugar. However, these additives can have unintended consequences on health and performance.

Impact on Performance and Energy Levels

Artificial sweeteners can interfere with the body's natural ability to regulate calorie intake, potentially leading to weight gain and metabolic issues. A study published in Nature found that artificial sweeteners induce glucose intolerance by altering the gut microbiota, which can impair glucose metabolism and energy levels . Additionally, research indicates that certain additives can cause gastrointestinal distress, leading to bloating, cramps, and reduced endurance.

2. Food Coloring: A Rainbow of Risks

Food coloring agents are used to make food more visually appealing. However, these synthetic dyes can have a range of adverse effects. The FDA has approved several artificial food colors, but studies have raised concerns about their safety.

Cognitive and Behavioral Effects

Research has linked artificial food coloring to hyperactivity and attention deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD) symptoms in children. A study in The Lancet found that artificial colors and preservatives increased hyperactive behavior in 3-year-old and 8/9-year-old children . For athletes, maintaining focus and mental clarity is crucial. The cognitive impairments associated with food dyes can thus hinder training and competition performance.

Mood and Emotional Stability

Artificial food coloring can also impact mood. Some studies suggest that these additives can trigger emotional instability, anxiety, and mood swings. For high-performance athletes, emotional stability is key to maintaining the mental fortitude required for rigorous training and competition.

3. Preservatives: Preserving Food, Not Performance

Preservatives are added to food to prevent spoilage and extend shelf life. Common preservatives include nitrates, nitrites, sulfites, and benzoates. While they are effective in keeping food safe for consumption, their impact on health and performance is concerning.

Inflammatory Response

Certain preservatives can induce an inflammatory response in the body. Chronic inflammation is a well-known impediment to athletic performance, as it can lead to muscle soreness, joint pain, and delayed recovery. For instance, sulfites, commonly found in dried fruits and wine, can cause bronchial constriction and asthma-like symptoms in sensitive individuals, potentially reducing aerobic capacity .

Metabolic and Cardiovascular Health

Nitrates and nitrites, often found in processed meats, can impair mitochondrial function and reduce the efficiency of cellular respiration. This can lead to decreased endurance and increased fatigue during high-intensity activities . Additionally, the consumption of preservatives has been associated with an increased risk of cardiovascular diseases, which can further diminish an athlete's overall health and performance.

Conclusion: Striving for Clean Nutrition

For athletes aiming to achieve their full potential, it is essential to be mindful of the hidden dangers in their diet. Additives, artificial sweeteners, food coloring, and preservatives can significantly impact performance, mental focus, mood, and energy levels. By choosing whole, unprocessed foods and reading ingredient labels carefully, athletes can reduce their exposure to these harmful substances and pave the way for optimal performance and health.

References

Suez, J., et al. (2014). Artificial sweeteners induce glucose intolerance by altering the gut microbiota. Nature, 514(7521), 181-186.

McCann, D., et al. (2007). Food additives and hyperactive behaviour in 3-year-old and 8/9-year-old children in the community: a randomised, double-blinded, placebo-controlled trial. The Lancet, 370(9598), 1560-1567.

Vally, H., & Misso, N. L. (2012). Adverse reactions to the sulphite additives. Gastroenterology and Hepatology from Bed to Bench, 5(1), 16-23.

Lundberg, J. O., Weitzberg, E., & Gladwin, M. T. (2008). The nitrate-nitrite-nitric oxide pathway in physiology and therapeutics. Nature Reviews Drug Discovery, 7(2), 156-167.

By understanding and mitigating the effects of these additives, athletes can enhance their performance and work towards achieving their goals and dreams.

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Eugene Personal Trainer Gives You the Trick

Personal training has evolved from a luxury service for elite athletes and celebrities into a mainstream approach to achieving health and fitness goals. As more people recognize the value of individualized attention and expertise in their fitness journey, the role of personal trainers has become increasingly significant in shaping modern wellness culture.

Understanding Personal Training

At its core, personal training is a one-on-one service that provides individualized exercise programming, instruction, and motivation. Personal trainers are certified fitness professionals who possess deep knowledge of exercise science, anatomy, and training methodologies. They work closely with clients to develop customized workout plans that consider individual goals, fitness levels, medical history, and lifestyle factors.

The Benefits of Personal Training in Eugene Oregon

The advantages of working with a personal trainer extend far beyond simple exercise instruction. Clients typically experience:

Enhanced Safety and Proper Form

Personal trainers ensure exercises are performed correctly, significantly reducing the risk of injury. They teach proper form and technique, creating a foundation for safe, effective workouts that can last a lifetime.

Customized Programming

Unlike generic workout plans found online or in magazines, personal trainers create programs specifically tailored to each client's needs, limitations, and objectives. This personalization leads to more efficient and effective results.

Accountability and Motivation

Having scheduled appointments with a trainer provides external accountability, making clients more likely to stick to their fitness routine. Trainers also offer emotional support and encouragement during challenging moments.

The Personal Training Process

Initial Assessment

The journey typically begins with a comprehensive assessment, including:

Health history review

Fitness goals discussion

Physical assessments (body composition, flexibility, strength)

Movement pattern analysis

Lifestyle and schedule considerations

Program Design

Based on the assessment results, trainers develop structured programs that typically incorporate:

Progressive resistance training

Cardiovascular conditioning

Flexibility work

Balance and stability exercises

Recovery protocols

Ongoing Support

Throughout the training relationship, personal trainers:

Track progress through regular assessments

Adjust programs as needed

Provide nutritional guidance (within scope of practice)

Offer lifestyle modification suggestions

Celebrate achievements and maintain motivation

The Evolution of Personal Training

Modern personal training has expanded beyond traditional gym settings. Today's trainers often provide:

Virtual Training

Online coaching and remote training have become increasingly popular, especially following the global pandemic. Virtual sessions offer flexibility and accessibility while maintaining personalized attention.

Specialized Focus Areas

Many trainers now develop expertise in specific niches:

Senior fitness

Pre/post-natal training

Athletic performance

Rehabilitation and corrective exercise

Weight management

Functional training

Choosing the Right Personal Trainer

When selecting a personal trainer, consider:

Credentials

Look for recognized certifications from organizations like:

National Academy of Sports Medicine (NASM)

American Council on Exercise (ACE)

National Strength and Conditioning Association (NSCA)

Experience

Evaluate their experience working with clients similar to you in terms of goals, age, or specific conditions.

Communication Style

Ensure their coaching approach aligns with your learning style and personality. Effective trainers are both knowledgeable and skilled communicators.

The Investment in Personal Training

While personal training represents a significant financial investment, many consider it worthwhile given the potential returns:

Faster achievement of fitness goals

Reduced risk of injury

Professional guidance and support

Time efficiency through optimized workouts

Improved long-term health outcomes

The Future of Personal Training

The personal training industry continues to evolve with technological advances and changing client needs. Emerging trends include:

Integration of wearable technology and fitness apps

Hybrid training models combining in-person and virtual sessions

Focus on holistic wellness including mental health

Increased specialization in medical fitness and special populations

Conclusion

Personal training represents a powerful tool for achieving fitness goals and maintaining long-term health. The combination of expert knowledge, personalized attention, and ongoing support creates an environment conducive to success. As the industry continues to evolve, personal trainers remain at the forefront of helping individuals transform their lives through improved health and fitness.

Whether seeking weight loss, improved strength, enhanced athletic performance, or better overall health, working with a qualified personal trainer can provide the structure, guidance, and support needed to achieve these objectives. The investment in personal training often yields returns that extend far beyond physical improvements, impacting overall quality of life and long-term wellness.

#eugene oregon #personal trainer #personal training #weight loss programs near me #strength #fitness #workout #coaching #gym body #gymmotivation #virtual training

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5 Truths About Sports Nutrition Supplements and Why the Internet Isn't Helping

Misinformation, lack of efficacy, and adverse reactions… Confused about nutrition supplements ladies? You’re not alone. Valued at $49.6 billion in 2024, the global sports nutrition market is on fire and only expected to grow, with seductive advertising, over-the-top promises, and a whole lot of claims to compete for your money. In this video, watch as I unpack the complexities and general…

#athlete nutrition #certified personal trainer #christian ziesmer #Elite Nutrition and Performance #fuel your body right #mindful eating #nutrition #nutrition diet plan for athletes #nutrition supplements #registered dietitian #sports nutrition supplements #teen athlete #young athlete

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Col Rajyavardhan Rathore: His Vision for India’s Future

Colonel Rajyavardhan Singh Rathore is a man of many talents — a war hero, an Olympic silver medalist, a former Union Minister, and a visionary leader. His journey from the battlefield to the Olympic podium and then into politics and governance reflects his deep commitment to India’s progress.

As a leader, Col Rathore envisions an India that is strong, self-reliant, and empowered, particularly in the areas of youth development, sports, digital innovation, and national security. His vision is built on discipline, hard work, and nation-first thinking — values he has upheld throughout his career.

In this article, we explore Colonel Rajyavardhan Singh Rathore’s vision for India’s future and the key areas where he aims to bring transformation.

1. Empowering India’s Youth: The Future of the Nation

India’s youth are its greatest asset, and Col Rathore believes that investing in young minds will drive the nation forward.

Key Initiatives for Youth Empowerment:

✅ Skill Development Programs: Equipping young Indians with 21st-century skills like coding, AI, entrepreneurship, and leadership. ✅ Encouraging Sports Culture: Making sports an integral part of education to instill discipline, teamwork, and resilience. ✅ Youth Leadership Programs: Providing platforms for youth to engage in policy-making, governance, and nation-building.

🚀 Vision: A future where every Indian youth is *skilled, confident, and ready to lead the world in innovation and progress.

2. Making India a Global Sporting Powerhouse

As an Olympic silver medalist, Col Rathore understands the potential of sports in shaping a nation’s identity. He envisions an India where sports are not just recreational but a professional career choice.

His Key Contributions to Indian Sports:

🏅 Khelo India Initiative: Identifying and nurturing young talent from the grassroots level. 🏅 Target Olympic Podium Scheme (TOPS): Providing world-class training and financial support to elite athletes. 🏅 Infrastructure Development: Setting up modern training academies, sports universities, and high-performance centers.

🚀 Vision: India to become a top-5 sporting nation in the world, producing champions across all disciplines.

3. National Security: Strengthening India’s Defenses

With his military background in the Indian Army, Col Rathore emphasizes the importance of national security and defense preparedness.

Strategic Priorities:

🔹 Modernizing Armed Forces: Upgrading defense technology with AI, cybersecurity, and advanced weaponry. 🔹 Strengthening Border Security: Ensuring that India’s borders are well-guarded and protected against threats. 🔹 Encouraging Youth to Join the Army: Promoting patriotism and a service mindset among young Indians.

🚀 Vision: A self-reliant and technologically advanced defense system, making India a stronger and safer nation.

4. Digital India: A Tech-Driven Future

Col Rathore believes that technology and digital transformation are key to making India a global superpower.

His Vision for Digital India:

💻 Expanding Digital Infrastructure: Ensuring high-speed internet access in rural and urban areas alike. 📱 Smart Governance: Using AI, big data, and automation to improve public services and reduce corruption. 🚀 Start-Up Revolution: Creating policies that support entrepreneurs, innovators, and digital businesses.

🚀 Vision: India to become the world’s technology and AI hub, driving innovation globally.

5. Fitness and Healthy Living for a Stronger India

Col Rathore has always emphasized the importance of fitness and mental well-being. He envisions an India where every citizen prioritizes health and fitness.

His Major Initiatives:

💪 #HumFitTohIndiaFit Campaign: A nationwide movement to promote fitness and healthy living. 🏋️‍♂️ Sports Integration in Education: Making physical education compulsory in schools. 🍏 Nutrition Awareness: Promoting healthy eating habits and tackling malnutrition.

🚀 Vision: A fit, healthy, and energetic India, ready to take on global challenges.

6. Strengthening India’s Global Image

Col Rathore envisions an India that leads the world in diplomacy, trade, and cultural influence.

Global Leadership Goals:

🌍 Boosting India’s Soft Power: Showcasing Indian culture, heritage, and values on the global stage. 📈 Expanding Trade & Economy: Encouraging Make in India and Aatmanirbhar Bharat to strengthen the economy. 🤝 Diplomatic Strength: Building strong international relations through defense, technology, and trade partnerships.

🚀 Vision: India as a global leader in economics, culture, and politics.

7. Education Reform: Preparing India for the Future

Col Rathore believes that education is the foundation of a strong nation. He advocates for modernizing India’s education system to focus on skill-based learning and innovation.

Key Education Reforms:

📚 NEP (National Education Policy): Making learning more practical and research-driven. 🔬 STEM & AI Education: Encouraging students to excel in science, technology, engineering, and mathematics. 📖 Bridging the Urban-Rural Gap: Bringing quality education to every corner of India.

🚀 Vision: An India where every student has access to world-class education and limitless opportunities.

8. Women Empowerment and Gender Equality

Col Rathore is committed to ensuring equal opportunities for women in sports, politics, and business.

Major Focus Areas:

👩‍🎓 Education for Girls: Ensuring every girl child has access to quality education. ⚖️ Equal Pay & Opportunities: Promoting gender equality in sports and workplaces. 🏋️‍♀️ Encouraging Women in Sports & Leadership: Supporting female athletes, leaders, and entrepreneurs.

🚀 Vision: An India where women have equal rights, respect, and opportunities.

The Future Col Rathore Wants to Build

Colonel Rajyavardhan Singh Rathore’s vision for India is bold, inspiring, and transformative. His ideas focus on youth empowerment, sports excellence, national security, digital innovation, education reform, and women’s empowerment.

🔥 His Vision for 2047 (100 Years of India’s Independence): ✅ A self-reliant, globally competitive economy ✅ A top sporting nation producing world champions ✅ A digitally advanced, AI-driven society ✅ A secure, strong India with modern defense forces ✅ An inclusive, gender-equal, and opportunity-driven nation

💬 His Message to Indians: “India’s future lies in the hands of its youth. If we dream big, work hard, and stay disciplined, we can make India the greatest nation in the world.”

🚀 With his leadership and vision, India is well on its way to becoming a global superpower.

Jai Hind! 🇮🇳

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