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[percervall]

(aside from transparent) what is your favourite kit design?

🤭 they really should be

I love the coal and steel kit Dortmund had last season, the silver detailing on the back was so cool. Am also a big, big fan of our purple kit this season, even if they look like Milka chocolate sometimes 🤭 The kits done by Nike? I think? for the women;'s world cup are also stunning. Oh, wait. It was Adidas who did them, they did Germany, Japan I believe, Spain and a few others. The Japan one was so pretty. I am also still a big fan of the Belgium away and training kit they had during the last word cup

Send me a number!

[mrrharper]

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what's up bros

to make this blog a bit more accessible, this is gonna be an index of all of my stories and other stuff connected with me, neatly divided into themes

also hey, i have a discord server for horny bros that y’all should join asap - here's the link

everything's under this pic of a hot stud

Jock TF

Todd goes to a gym / Academic requirements / A Son, Reformed / Muscles In Chains / The Rookie's Figuring It Out / Headphones In, Guns Out / Waiting For The Roommate / Mandatory PE Class / A Real Jock's Supposed to Be Dumb / Cocky And Proud, By Accident / Elevator Malfunction / Former Friend / There Are Always Jocks / Desperation In College / The Jocks Of Dark Forrest College /

Jock-focused

Under Armour Jock™ / Coach's Process of Developing a Jock / More Loyal, More American, More The Same / Muscle Memory / Inside A Jock's Mind / Script For A Jock / No-Trade Clause / Taming The Football Beast /

Cop/Soldier reprogramming

Programming Adjustment / Law, Order and Musk / Personal Muscle, Uniform Included / A Guard Programmed To Control And Obey / Summer Bootcamp / Army Surplus / Neighborhood Association / Another Cop For The Collection /

Gym Bro TF (and adjacent)

Gym Bro / Bro Advice / A Workout Break / This Is How You Recruit Gym Bros / Waking Up Huge And Jocked / Empty Eyes, Pumped Bis / The Grindset / Big Bro's Job / The Bro Zone Resort /

Inanimate TF

Not In The Exhibit Brochure /

NPC TF

Player Of The Month / Guarding The Base /

Other stuff

Discord - I run a discord server for other horny bros, come join us

Commissions - I am open for commissions. Want me to write you a story? Check the linked post for all the necessary details

#AMA - you can see all the questions I have answered from previous AMAs under this hashtag

Ko-fi page - you can support me and my work on ko-fi

[kalisbaby]

“From the River to the Sea.” A Poem by Samer Abu Hawwash, translated by Huda Fakhreddine

every street, every house, every room, every window, every balcony, every wall, every stone, every sorrow, every word, every letter, every whisper, every touch, every glance, every kiss, every tree, every spear of grass, every tear, every scream, every air, every hope, every supplication, every secret, every well, every prayer, every song, every ballad, every book, every paper, every color, every ray, every cloud, every rain, every drop of rain, every drip of sweat, every lisp, every stutter, every yamma, mother, every yaba, father, every shadow, every light, every little hand that drew in a little notebook a tree or house or heart or a family of a father, a mother, siblings, and pets, every longing, every possibility, every letter between two lovers that arrived or didn’t arrive, every gasp of love dispersed in the distant clouds, every moment of despair at every turn, every suitcase on top of

every closet, every library, every shelf, every minaret, every rug, every bell toll in every church, every rosary, every holy praise, every arrival, every goodbye, every Good Morning, every Thank God, every ‘ala rasi, my pleasure, every hill ‘an sama’i, leave me alone, every rock, every wave, every grain of sand, every hair-do, every mirror, every glance in every mirror, every cat, every meow, every happy donkey, every sad donkey’s gaze, every pot, every vapor rising from every pot, every scent, every bowl, every school queue, every school shoes, every ring of the bell, every blackboard, every piece of chalk, every school costume, every mabruk ma ijakum, congratulations on the baby, every y ‘awid bi-salamtak, condolences, every ‘ayn al- ḥasud tibla bil-‘ama, may the envious be blinded, every photograph, every person in every photograph, every niyyalak, how lucky, every ishta’nalak, we’ve missed you, every grain of wheat in every bird’s gullet, every lock of hair, every hair knot, every hand, every foot, every football, every finger, every nail, every bicycle, every rider on every bicycle, every turn of air fanning from every bicycle, every bad joke, every mean joke, every laugh, every smile, every curse, every yearning, every fight, every sitti, grandma, every

sidi, grandpa, every meadow, every flower, every tree, every grove, every olive, every orange, every plastic rose covered with dust on an abandoned counter, every portrait of a martyr hanging on a wall since forever, every gravestone, every sura, every verse, every hymn, every ḥajj mabrur wa sa ‘yy mashkur, may your ḥajj and effort be rewarded, every yalla tnam yalla tnam, every lullaby, every red teddy bear on every Valentine’s, every clothesline, every hot skirt, every joyful dress, every torn trousers, every days-spun sweater, every button, every nail, every song, every ballad, every mirror, every peg, every bench, every shelf, every dream, every illusion, every hope, every disappointment, every hand holding another hand, every hand alone, every scattered thought, every beautiful thought, every terrifying thought, every whisper, every touch, every street, every house, every room, every balcony, every eye, every tear, every word, every letter, every name, every voice, every name, every house, every name, every face, every name, every cloud, every name, every rose, every name, every spear of grass, every name, every wave, every grain of sand, every street, every kiss, every image, every eye, every tear, every yamma, every yaba, every name, every name, every name, every name, every name, every name, every name, every name, all…

[johnzachary215]

Primes Or Zooms

I would like to ask you a question. What do you prefer shooting with a prime lens or a zoom lens?. This seems to be a hot topic in the photography community.I myself use more zoom lens’s then primes. For my Canon 7D I use a 28-75mm 2.8 and a Canon 70-200mm 2.8 for most of my shoots. As far as my fuji XE2 I use a 18-55 2.8-5.6 zoom when I’m shooting with mirrorless. The reason for me using zooms…

[whumpetywhump]

Begins ≠ Youth (2024)

Kim Joo An

01:

- Face cut and bruised after being beaten (he has some form of bruise or cut in most episodes, allegedly due to his father’s abuse)

02:

- Applying pain patches to his arms and back after overworking

04:

- Smacked to the ground by his father

- Hit in the head with a football, knocked to the ground, writhing in pain, temporarily unable to hear, panicking, examined in hospital, revealed to have lost hearing in his left ear due to his father’s abuse

- Emotional breakdown, lashing out at his friends, restrained, screaming, sobbing, comforted

09:

- Flashback: Cuts his hand on broken glass

- Bruised face, admits his father threw a photo frame at him

10:

- Flashback: Bloody scrapes on his knuckles

- Confronts his abusive father, crying, screaming

12:

- Shoved by his father, hits his head on a cabinet, ringing ears, temporarily deafened, stabs his father to save his mother and sister, in a state of shock, sobbing

Park Ha Ru

03:

- Suffering auditory hallucinations linked to PTSD, attending regular therapy sessions, flinching when touched

- Suffering flashbacks and hallucinations, sobbing, guilt-stricken, collapses to his knees, rocking back and forth, comforted

04:

- Still experiencing auditory hallucinations, clutching his head, rocking back and forth

- Admitted to a psych ward, still hallucinating

05:

- Still in the psych ward, tormented by another patient, traumatic flashbacks

06:

- Nightmare, rocking back and forth, flinching and yelping when touched

- Emotional breakdown, scratching at his own chest, tries to drown himself in the bath

07:

- Revealed to have scars and scratch marks on his arms and chest

- Hallucinating, declining in mental health

08:

- Still hallucinating

09:

- Finds out he was hallucinating his best friend, struggling to tell if his real friends are also hallucinations

- Traumatic flashback, panic attack, falls while trying to run, hallucinating

- Rushed to hospital after slitting his wrists, bleeding

10:

- Unconscious in hospital with his wrists bandaged after last episode, readmitted to the psych ward

- Flashback: Found unconscious in the bath, bleeding from the wrists

11:

- Still in the psych ward

- Thrown in the sea, shivering, accidentally reveals scars on his arms and shoulders

12:

- Locked back up in the psych ward, head bandaged after an attempt to self-harm

Kim Do Geon

01:

- Elbowed in the face trying to break up a fight, nosebleed

02:

- Applying pain patches to his arms and back after overworking

07:

- Feeling unwell, coughing

08:

- Still coughing from last episode, feverish, given medication, taken care of, collapses, wakes up in hospital, diagnosed with influenza, quarantined, discharges himself AMA, still sick, nosebleed

09:

- Still pale and sickly, emotional breakdown, sobbing, screaming

10:

- Hand bandaged and face scraped after a fall

12:

- Pain patches and cupping bruises on his back from overworking

- Motorcycle crash, lying in the road, emotional breakdown, sobbing on his knees

Jung Ho Su

01:

- Narcoleptic episode, collapses and passes out

02:

- Flashback: Found sitting outside in the snow, shivering, memory loss

- Wakes up in hospital after last episode, head bandaged from the fall

- Applying pain patches to his arms and back after overworking

06:

- Outed for not taking his narcolepsy medication

07:

- Recovering in the nurse’s office with his head bandaged after falling down the stairs during a narcoleptic episode

- Bandaging the blisters on his fingers

08:

- Admits to faking his narcolepsy out of desperation for affection, sobbing, comforted

09:

- Self-medicating, gagging, vomiting

10:

- In a state of shock, narcoleptic episode, collapses and passes out

12:

- Beaten up, face badly cut and bruised

- Overdoses, unconscious on the floor

Min Sae In

02:

- Flashback: Threatened with a knife, “I’m not afraid of dying”, almost collapses from shock afterwards

- Hallucinating his dead mother, crying

06:

- Discloses his past trauma, fighting tears

08:

- Provoked, loses control and attacks someone, fighting tears, collapses to his knees

09:

- Accidentally injures his friend, in a state of shock, guilt-stricken, sobbing

11:

- Revealed to have committed suicide

12:

- Flashback: Hand bandaged after breaking a window

- Flashback: Shuts himself in a burning building, dead body removed on a stretcher

Kim Hwan

01:

- Kicked in the chest, knocked to the ground, pinned down and punched repeatedly in the ribs

03:

- Pressured into drinking by his father, vomiting, dizzy, blurred vision, collapses and passes out

05:

- Smacked in the face by his father, bruised cheek, fighting tears

10:

- Almost hit by a car, falls, bloody scrapes on his hands, limping and clutching his leg

- Knocked to the ground in an explosion, cuts his face, tries to enter the fire, restrained, sobbing

11:

- Drunk, momentarily passes out, struggling to stay awake

- Grieving, crying

TW: Contains themes of child abuse, suicide and self-harm

[kaserolly]

Jamal Musiala of Germany scores a goal to make it 2-0 during the UEFA EURO 2024 group stage match between Germany and Scotland at Munich Football Arena on June 14, 2024 in Munich, Germany.(Photos by Clive Mason (1) and Robbie Jay Barratt - AMA (2)/Getty Images)

[lucigoo]

Weekly roundup: 1st August - 31st August

(I know its technically a month, but like the last one, its just until I catch up lol)

I wrote 13 fics in August, totalling 88,453 words so im pretty proud of that.

As always, recs first and then my fics under the cuts <3

Ringbearers - CQueen - The Hobbit (2012) (Bilbo/Thorin, aftelrife shennigans!!!!)

Summary: Having crossed over to the afterlife together Frodo decides to play matchmaker and insists that he and his uncle must go on an adventure together. What do they seek? Why his uncle's long dead friends, particularly Thorin Oakenshield.

Washing Day - StupidFatPenguin - The Hobbit - All Media Types (Bilbo/Thorin, Viking au!)

Summary: “What do you mean you bathe more than once per season?”

After only a short while of travelling with his heathen captors, Bilbo discovers that the tales of the fearsome, filthy and savage Northmen from his childhood might be much closer to great inaccuracy than the actual truth.

Dwalin Guards Thorin's Heart - SunnyRose - The Hobbit - All Media Types (Bilbo/Thorin, Dwalin & Bilbo, as always, @sunnyrosewritesstuff's fics are amaing!)

Summary: After the Carrock, Thorin pulls Dwalin aside asking him to protect his One from harm. Dwalin had no idea how difficult a task this was going to be, but the Burglar is an accident magnet!

The Tweed Fairy - lisellelascelles - The Hobbit (Jackson Movies) (Bilbo/Thorin, I rarely read smut, but when i do, its usually @lisellelascelles as it i smut with feelings, the only kind I like, and I adore this one!)

Summary: After working in the States for more than a decade, Thorin goes back to England to help his recently widowed older sister, and reconnect with his extended family. It’s early summer, the UEFA championship is firing up, and everyone meets in the local pub to watch the historic England vs. Scotland match. There he sees a small fellow all dolled up with tweed trousers and braces and a ridiculous retro football T-shirt underneath. He mocks him, coming across as a massive twat and a bigot to boot, without knowing the man is his cousin’s boyfriend’s best friend. When he later has an opportunity to redeem himself, what can he do but grab it and squeeze it…?

Take me as I am - phiaura - The Witcher (TV) (Geralt/Jaksier, please mind the tags, but it is SO good!)

Summary: Thus, a deal was struck, a treaty agreed upon. Rivia would not take military action against any allied kingdom and in turn, the kingdoms would provide the king of Rivia with a consort. So far, that last bit was the part of the treaty that had gone to shit. As far as Jaskier had understood, up to now the White Wolf had turned down all the proffered brides. If a consort was not approved, the treaty would be null and void.

Where Jaskier is the last chance of fulfilling the requirements of a treaty between the warlord of Rivia, and the allied kingdoms. Will it prove to be his rescue or his doom?

Pieces Tossed Aside - Anagrrl - Firefly (Malcom/Simon, aplocalypse au,)

Summary: Paquin goes silent. Everything else follows. AU set after the TV series.

I hope theres at least on foc for you all to enjoy, have a good week <3

Now for my fics, bare with me, when we get back to actual weekly roundups these lists will be much smaller lol.

The gold of your eyes is worth more then all of my medals (Sirius/Remus, olympics Au)

Summary: After a disastorous drunk driving crash caused by Siirus he ran from Remus, the love of his life.

10 years later and Remus is watching as the only man he has ever loved gains his fourth Olympic gold medal, now if only he owuld smile at Remus the way he is at the camera.

The Babes of War (Gen fic, pleae mind the tags, it tooks of child soldiers, im still not over the fact that 16 year old Gloin was at war!!!, also thank you so much to @mrkida-art for all the Tolkein canon information they provided which helped me write this fic)

Summary: Thror has taken to many dwarves to fight at Azanulbizar. This includes a 16 year old Gloin and his cousins, none of whom are of age.

A story of child soldiers whose whole world changes after one disatorous battle caused by a gold mad king.

Not Dorcas the Orca, two of three Marauders and a jail cell (Sirius/Remus, James Potter. Another self indulgant fic for my Wolfstar fandom family, they know who they are <3)

Summary: Sirius and James once again find themselfs in a jail cell with Dorcas (who was once an orce in this very same cell) only this isn't really Dorcas, even though they look exactly like them, huh?

Gollum's song (Bilbo & Gollum, mind the tags, MCDs)

Summary: Bilbo's heart is broken as he tries to recover as much as possible at Beorn's after BOFTA. He needs all the strenght he can regain because he has a new Quest to go on.

One where he may save another lost to the darkness the Ring causes.

That house was not a home:I never meant to leave you there alone (Sirius/Remus, Sirius & Regulus, Minor character death, grief)

Summary: Sirius wakes up in morning, reads the Daily Prophet and his whole life was suddenly changed.

The world is cruel and dark and he needs his brother who is forever gone.

There's no way out: the door is barred by the demon in my lovers skin (Bilbo/Thorin, please mind the tags, MCD, DD:DE!)

Summary: Thorin has never recovered from the Dragon sickness and ow it is Bilbo who is suffering because of it.

He is trapped and alone under Thorin's thumb and fists.

Bilbo just wants his dwarf back, instead he has a monster wearing Thorin's face hurting him.

It Was Never What It Seemed (Bilbo/Thorin, please mind the tags, it has some upsetting themes, but this, THIS is a fic i sent moe than a year on. If i never wrote anythig again, it would be ok because I managed to write and finish this particular fic A huge thank you to @sunnyrosewritesstuff for all their help writing it and for the title itself, and to @brandileigh2003 for all the emotional support i needed when writing the heavier hitting chaps. Thank you both, i appreciate it so much <3)

Summary: It has been 8 years since Bilbo has lest stepped foot in Erebor. He needs to talk to his husband, especially as he is now about to marry another. Another who is not Bilbo.

Bilbo left and when he did he left Thorin broken hearted. Now he is to marry a Blacklock Princess, consequences be damned.

Follow along with our favourite dwarf and hobbit as they find their way back to one another, No matter how painful the journey is.

Violets for the one I adore (Percy/Viktor, written for @flashfictionfridayofficial's prompt - Gifted violets)

Summary: Viktor has been a retired house husband and stay-at-home dad for 4 months now. Percy has never been happier.

There's a monster under my bed (Gen fic, Percy & Fred & George Weasley, written for the @change-is-perceivable fest)

Summary: There's a monster in Percy's room and no one will help him deal with it. Instead he is facing his bedroom door, wondering if anyone will care if the monster eats him.

It's hard being the good boy in such a large, chaotic family sometimes.

Don't try and drink your grief away (Gen fic, Percy & Geroge & Harry, grief, alcoholism, also written for the @change-is-perceivable fest)

Summary: Percy is blaming himself for Fred's death, after all he is the one who spoke to him, joked with him last.

He isn't coping well and has resorted to drinking.

Drunk Percy does something unthinkingly. Something he can't remember doing.

Destined Embrace: The Love That Healed the Noldor (Fingon/Maedhros (Tolkien), written for the @tolkienrsb, wih amaing art form the talented @wisteria53)

Summary: Fingon is going to rescue his best friend, his possibly something more, Maedhros, no matter what it takes.

Fingon is going to rescue his best friend, his possibly something more, Maedhros, no matter what it takes.

He is going to take him home to Gondolin and keep him safe. Maybe their friendship will grow along with their feelings of safety.

In the Darkness, You are My Shining Star (Gimli/Legolas, also written for @tolkienrsb, but this one has amazing art from @babybat98. I was paired with another amazing artist <3)

Summary: The Trope of Thorin Oakeshield are excavation miners in the depths of space working hard to feed and support their fledgling colony.

The neweest recruits have been allowed into space. Gimli Gloinson is one of those recruits. he is oging to learn how scary space can be, but also how very rewarding it can be too.

Back to where we belong (Ron/Hermione, as part of the Love of Fest Discord server, for the flash comp - Back to roots fest)

Summary: It's time to pick this years family holiday.

Ron knows where he wants to go. He wants to go back, he wants to go home.

[kevjrr]

OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS

“You don’t have to tell me what’s wrong. We can just stay like this,” he said quietly, pushing away his curiosity, “as long as you need,” he added as he pressed a kiss to Vini’s head. They continued to sit in silence. The light from the TV bathing them in dancing hues of reds and greens as Vini’s breathing evened out.

They’re so soft🥹 I love how Ney isn’t pushing him and lets him take his time even though he’s worried

“Besides, they’ll always have something to say but they don’t know you. I know you and I mean it when I say none of what they say is true. They’re just trying to get to you but you just have to learn how to block them out. Yes you might have missed the pen but mistakes happen. None of them could do what you do. Even at their best they’re nowhere near your worst. I can’t guarantee it will get better but I can promise I’ll be here for you.”

Ahhh Ney knows exactly what to say!!!

I love forehead kisses, they’re the best way to comfort someone in my opinion. You can literally always feel the love they’re amazing so I love that you used them more than once!!

This is so, so good. The characterization is perfect and the way you write is so fluid🫶🏽🫶🏽

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!❤️❤️

(Brb imma go re-read it)

Title: My Brother’s Keeper

Summary: Ney consoles a mysteriously quiet Vini.

Pairings: Neymar & Vini Jr

Tags: Team as family, hurt/comfort, allusions to racism if you squint

A/N: I swear guys, I am capable of writing something that isn’t hurt/comfort, I just have favoritism😔. But anyways I channeled all my sad girl feels into this one. Writing as free therapy>>>>>

All the players that had bothered to attend dinner ate in silence at the table. They were all worn out and in a very sullen mood. A great contrast to the hopeful atmosphere that had surrounded them when they’d gone out to play the match. Now they all sat together in sorrow as they picked at their food, the only sound in the room being forks lightly scraping against plates and the occasional tired sigh.

Eventually they all began to file out of the mess hall all muttering quiet good nights to each other, occasionally accompanied by a comforting hug. Neymar and Rafinha headed up to their room, lacking their usual loud laughter and non-stop banter.

Neymar let out a loud sigh as he flopped down on his bed and Rafa followed suit as he locked the door.

“Ney…” before he could go any further however there was a knock at the door. They both looked at each other.

“I’ll get it,” Neymar grumbled as he heaved himself off his bed. He shuffled towards the door and flung it open to come face to face with an apologetic looking Rodrygo, “Ro? What are you doing here?” Neymar couldn’t help the hint of confusion that entered his voice. Especially considering him and Vini had both supposedly gone to sleep as soon as the match was over. Both of them saying they weren’t hungry.

“Hi Ney, uh,” he paused as he searched for the right words, “it’s Vini. He’s not…talking.”

“What do you mean?” Neymar’s confusion was mounting and slowly growing into worry.

“He’s just been quiet. I thought maybe it’s cause he missed that pen but he just shook his head no when I asked him. I don’t know what to do.”

“Did you tell Thiago?”

“No. He said he doesn’t want him to worry.”

Neymar let out another loud sigh. Now he was definitely worried, “okay, I’ll go and see if I can find out what’s wrong with him.” He gave Rodrygo’s shoulder a comforting squeeze before shuffling past him. He closed the door as he watched Rodrygo sit on Rafa’s bed, striking up a quiet conversation with him.

He padded down the corridor until he reached Vini and Rodrygo’s room 2 doors down. He took in a breath and knocked on the door. There was no response as he’d expected but he proceeded to enter anyways, shutting the door behind him. There Vini sat on top of the covers, arms crossed and unseeing eyes faced towards the muted TV. The light from whatever show was playing cast his face in shadows, highlighting the lines of weariness on his face and making him appear older than he was.

“Vini?” Neymar asked as he walked to the edge of his bed and sat down next to him. He placed a comforting hand on his knee as the younger man finally turned to look towards him.

“I thought Ro went to get Thiago,” he said in a detached, faraway voice. It made Neymar frown slightly, hearing his usually loud and cheerful friend sound so dejected.

“No don’t worry. Thiago doesn’t know. He’s not coming,” Neymar could see Vini relax slightly at his words as he nodded his head lightly in understanding, “what’s wrong Vini?” He asked as he nudged his knuckles against Vini’s chin. However Vini just looked down and kept quiet, crossing his arms even tighter around his chest. So he tried something else, “are you okay?”

Vini just shook his head no then finally turned his head up to face him with two tearful eyes, “no,” he whispered, voice cracking. Neymar quickly sat next to him against the headboard and wrapped his arms around Vini as he wrapped his around Neymar. He rested his head on top of Vini’s as he buried his in Neymar’s chest. Neymar just held him as he took in a few shaky breaths trying not to let the tears fall.

“You don’t have to tell me what’s wrong. We can just stay like this,” he said quietly, pushing away his curiosity, “as long as you need,” he added as he pressed a kiss to Vini’s head. They continued to sit in silence. The light from the TV bathing them in dancing hues of reds and greens as Vini’s breathing evened out.

“How do you do it?” Vini asked in a small voice.

“Do what?”

“Ignore them.” Neymar wasn’t all too sure who ‘them’ was but he tried not to push Vini. “The fans, the media, all those comments.” And finally Neymar understood what had ruined Vini’s mood. Neymar had had his fair share of insults and threats thrown at him but the comments he heard directed towards Vini made him feel sick.

“I…you get used to it over time.”

“I don’t think I will. I’m not as strong as you Ney.”

“You will be maninho. I promise,” he squeezed Vini lightly as he tried to reassure him, “and you don’t have to do it alone. I’ll be here for you. No matter what.”

Vini nodded his head slightly as he sniffled lightly, “okay.”

“Besides, they’ll always have something to say but they don’t know you. I know you and I mean it when I say none of what they say is true. They’re just trying to get to you but you just have to learn how to block them out. Yes you might have missed the pen but mistakes happen. None of them could do what you do. Even at their best they’re nowhere near your worst. I can’t guarantee it will get better but I can promise I’ll be here for you.”

Vini nodded once more feeling much better than before, “thank you Ney.” He silently thanked Rodrygo for calling Neymar as he began to feel the weight of sleep catch up to him after the days events. He yawned lightly into Neymar’s chest as his eyelids began to feel heavy.

Neymar reached over to Rodrygo’s bed and pulled of the top blanket before wrapping it around the two of them, “sleep irmão,” he muttered quietly.

Vini let his eyes finally fall shut, the last thing he felt being a kiss to his forehead as Neymar rubbed his back soothingly.

For my darling sunshine @kevjrr 🌼🥹

[percervall]

do you think there is a player/players that have potential to be one of the greats?

Oh, absolutely. If you look at the way Jarell Quansah has stepped up recently in that centre back position, I mean there's a reason we call him baby Virg. I have also been mightily impressed by Stefan Bajčetić; you can definitely see Thiago's influence there and I am so excited to see how he will grow into his midfield role. But even the tiny child who had Arsenal in his pocket on Sunday, Conor Bradley, impressed me massively.

And even outside of my Liverpool bubble, I can see Pablo Barrios (Atletico Madrid) becoming a great midfielder. He already has the shithousery down that we're used to from Llorente. But also Rodrigo Riquelme has really impressed me.

I am also excited to see what the younger Spain squad Enrique took to the world cup will produce, with the likes of Gavi, Nico Williams and Lamine Yamal. Suffice to say, the future of football is gonna be exciting

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Starting an AMA post about my DRs! In no particular order, here's all the ones I have active right now:

Seiyuu DR: Where I shift to be an anime voice actor. I made a post about it on this blog a while back.

Football DR: Where I shift to be a professional FIFA player. I had this one a few years back before I dropped it. Recently though, I saw someone on Tumblr (don't remember who) that mentioned having a similar DR, so it motivated me to revive it.

Genshin DR: Where I shift as Aether from Genshin Impact and go on adventures around Teyvat. This one also has a blog post about it.

Better OR: The biggest differences are that I grow up knowing I'm autistic and get the proper support for it, I move away from home earlier, and I keep in touch with some of my friendships that fell off in this reality.

Headspace DR: A reality for my system where we shift to hang out with each other in headspace and get to be ourselves in our own bodies. (This is our primary one atm)

Feel free to ask questions about any of these, or about my shifting experience in general! I just want an excuse to infodump about the topic >:D

Please reblog for reach! I really appreciate it ^^

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[nattinatalia]

Jack Harlow x Reader : DOUBLE TROUBLE

A/N: Mía is 17 & EZ is 15

“It’s dad again, are you going to answer it?”

You shake your head. “No, we’re almost home anyway so I’ll talk to him there.”

You’ve been dodging your husbands texts and calls all day long, but to be fair, you both were super busy attending important meetings.

“Ama? Did you hear a word I just said?”

“I’m sorry mijo, what was that?”

“Are you okay?”

You nod and continue to drive home. “Yeah, just a little distracted but I’m okay. Now tell me what were you saying.”

“I said I passed my finals today, you think dad will finally let me join the football team?”

“I don’t know mijo, it’s actually not up to him, it’s up to the coach and your counselor. You were falling behind pretty bad.”

“Dad said if I proved to him that I was keeping my grades up and passing my finals that he would talk to them and that I would also get the Beamer I wanted.”

You chuckle at that. “Ezequiel you’re not getting a BMW for doing what you’re supposed to do. Un carro? Por favor, yo no tenía carro cuando estaba joven, I would have to walk or get the bus everywhere when I was in school.”

Ezequiel groans “Mom, come on?”

You’re pulling into your home parking lot now. “You know what? You talk to him and let’s see how it goes.”

“What’s the point? He listens to everything you say so he’ll obviously say no. So thanks.” He says, gets out of the car and slams the car door and walks into the house.

“Ángel Ezequiel, do not slam my door.” You yell and go after him.

“WHATEVER.”

“Don’t whatever me, your attitude needs to be checked. Y asi quieres un carro.” You place your purse and keys on the table that’s by the entrance.

“What is going on? What’s with the yelling?” Your husband asks, coming from the living room.

“Ask your son, I have to prepare dinner.” You roll your eyes and walk to the kitchen.

Jack furrows his eyebrows and looks at his son. “What happened?”

“I don’t know, ask her.” Ez shrugs

“I’m asking you.”

“She’s been like this all morning, then I told her I passed my finals and asked her for something and she got mad and said no.”

“You passed? That’s amazing, see you can do it, it’s just that you’re too lazy to actually do the work and study.”

Ezequiel nods. “Anyways, I told her how you said I’d be able to join the football team if I passed and I might have asked and threw you under the bus and asked her about the car.”

Jack groans. “I was supposed to talk to her first, ease her into the idea of it.”

“Why though? I don’t understand why she’s against Mia and me getting a car. What’s the big issue?”

“Todavía con eso?” You say, having heard them from the kitchen. “You know what? Get him the car, take him to a damn strip club for all I care.” You yell and go back to the kitchen.

Jack and Ezequiel stare at each other.

“What did you guys do to mom?” Mia asks, coming down the stairs.

“Let me figure out what’s going on, something must’ve happened.” Jack says and goes to follow you.

Mia crosses her arms and looks at her brother. “What’d you do?”

“What makes you think I did something? She’s probably on her period, don’t you girls get all moody and stuff.”

Mia glares and goes and punches his arm. “You’re a fucking idiot, how are you dads son?” She leaves and goes to the kitchen to check on her mom.

“Babe, what’s going on? you just went off on EZ. You never do that. You don’t yell in front of the kids at all, what’s going on?” Jack asks you.

You shrug and wipe the tears from your face. “Nothing.”

“Y/N”

“Can you drop it please?”

“Sweets you-“

“Dad.” Mia shakes her head, Jack takes in a deep breath, nods and walks out of the kitchen.

After Jack walks out the kitchen, Mia stays with you and helps you with dinner. She doesn’t say anything, she just helps cut out the vegetables, but throws little glances at you here and there.

Once dinner is done Mia stops in front of you and smiles at you. “Antes que nos sentemonos para cenar, just know we can get through it together as a family. I love you and I know something is going on, just know that I’m always here, just like you’re always there for me.”

You smile “Thank you mija but it’s nothing you have to worry about.”

“Okay, I’ll go call them.” 

You finish setting up the table, Jack and the kids sit down and you four start eating. 

You cough, “Ezequiel, I want to apologize for how I was acting. I never yell at you kids and I shouldn’t start now.” 

EZ nods “Maybe I shouldn’t have pushed the topic. You and dad know why you do the things you do. I’ll stop asking about the car.” 

Jack stares at you but doesn’t say anything. “We can visit the topic of the car some other day.” 

“Wait really?” 

You nod, “Keep up the good grades and we’ll see.” 

“You got it, gracias ama.” 

You smile and continue eating, you ask Mia how school and work went. You all have small random conversations until dinner is over. 

You’re washing the dishes with Jack by your side just staring at you.

“Are you going to say anything or are you going to continue to stare at me you freak?” You ask, smiling at him.

“Y/N, what was really happening? You never go off like that.” 

You shrug “Nothing, I don’t want to talk about it.” 

“We never end the day with stress or fighting.” 

“We’re not fighting though?” You turn your head to look at him and pass him a plate so he can put it inside the cabinet. “It’s just stress, I’ll talk about it some other day.” 

“Why not now? I’m just trying to help you and trying to understand you.” 

“Jack” 

“Since when do we keep things from each other?” 

“That’s not what I’m doing, I just -“ 

“But that’s exactly what you’re doing. You always tell me when something is bothering you, whether it involves work or our family.” 

You slam the plate on the sink “I’m pregnant.” 

“What?” 

“Jack” Lips trembling, you start to cry “I’m-” You’re full on panic mode and can’t get the words out. Jack notices you’re being serious so he holds you to his chest.

“I do-“ you take a deep breath “I don’t know what to do.”

He rubs your back. “It’s okay baby I got you. Let’s go sit down and get you to calm down yeah?”

You nod, so he guides you to the living room where both Ezequiel and Mia are. 

“What’s going on?” Ez asks. 

Jack feels your body shaking. “Give us the room please.” 

“Mom?” EZ kneels in front of you.

“Come on Ezequiel, déjalos que hablen.” Mia says and grabs her brother and they both walk out of the living room.

“Okay baby I need you to take a deep breath, relax. Tell me exactly what’s going on.” 

“I’m pregnant, pregnant with twins.” You say.

“Twins?” He asks smiling 

 “I don’t know if it’s something I want. I mean our kids are teenagers, I’m older now, what if something goes wrong? What if I’m not ready for this? Things change and it’s been years since I last looked out for a newborn, there’s so many things to be afraid of and I don’t know if I can handle-“ 

“Babe, why would you say you don’t think you want this? We’ve talked about having more kids since Ezequiel learned how to walk.” 

“I’m older and it’s scary for older women to get pregnant and have kids, I’m worried about that and what if I forgot everything? How to change a diaper, how to feed a baby.” 

“Y/N” he starts and shakes his head. “We’ve been here before, we can do this.” 

“Jackman, it’s twins. We’ve never dealt with two newborns at the same time. How can you be so sure?.” 

“Baby, answer me this. How did you feel when you found out you were pregnant?” 

“I mean I felt a warm sense of happiness.” You say smiling. “Having more babies with you has always been a dream. But then I got to my appointment and then my mom reminded me how it’s risky, so all that happiness turned into what ifs and doubts.” 

“You’re healthy, we’ll talk to the best doctors and make sure you and the babies are safe.” He holds both your hands. “But I can’t force you into anything, especially into carrying two babies, whatever you want to do I support you one hundred percent. It’s you and me, always.” 

You close your eyes. “I’m just afraid.” 

“I know baby, you have every right to feel that way.” 

“I just need to sit back and think things through.” 

Jack holds you to his chest and rubs your back. “I’m here baby. Let me know what you need and I’ll help you.” 

“Just hold me please.” You whimper out. 

You both are laying on the couch now, Jack whispering sweet words and comforting you. 

“Momma?” 

You sit up and turn to face your kids. “Y-yeah?” 

“I fixed you a bath.” Mia says.

“Thank you bug.” 

Ezequiel sits next to you and hugs you. “You okay?” 

You nod. “I will be baby, thank you.” you stand up and look at Jack. “I’m gonna go take a bath.” 

He nods. “Want me to join you?” 

“Ew dad” Ez gags jokingly.

“I’ll be ok.” You tell him and head upstairs to your master bathroom and relax in the bath and think about everything.

“Ok old man, spill. Why was my mom crying and full on panic mode?” Ezequiel asks.

“Chill with the old man.” Jack rolls his eyes. “I can’t tell you guys.” 

“What why? It’s about mom we need to know.” 

“Ezequiel chill out.” 

“Don’t tell me to chill Mia, something is wrong with mom and we have the right to know. Is she sick?” 

Jack sighs and shakes his head. “She’s not sick.” 

“Then what?” 

“Ez.” Mia warns.

“Did she ask you for a divorce?” 

“WHAT?”

“EZEQUIEL SHUT UP!” 

“Mia you shut up. Dad?” 

“No, she didn’t ask me for a divorce.” Jack scratches his beard. “She’s pregnant.” 

“Those tears weren’t happy ones though, so I’m missing the problem?” 

“God EZ you’re so annoying.” Mia says.

“I’m annoying because I want to know what’s wrong with mom?” 

“No, because you don’t know how to read the room. Eres un menso.” 

“And you’re a b-“

“HEY KNOCK IT OFF.” Jack warns.

“Sorry.” 

“She’s scared. Because of her age and because she’s pregnant with twins.” Jack whispers the last part.

“Excuse me what?”

“That’s why she was crying, she’s afraid of forgetting how to look out for a baby. She’s afraid things will go bad.” 

“So what’s going to happen?” 

Jack takes in a deep breath. “She’s going to think about her decisions. Whatever she decides on, we’ll be there and support her no matter what.”

Mia nods. “Whatever you guys need, we’ll help.”

Jack smiles at his first baby. “You knew huh?” 

Mia shakes her head. “No. I promise you I didn’t. You know me, I always pick up on emotions, especially moms”

“Yeah Mia is a witch or something.” EZ adds.

The three of them laugh it off. 

“I’m going to make sure she’s ok. You two get homework done and get some rest.” 

You’re brushing your teeth when Jack enters your shared bathroom. 

“How was your bath?” 

You smile “Best thirty minutes ever.” 

“I’m going to take a quick shower then we can watch a movie and cuddle.” 

You nod. “Sounds like a plan, I’ll look for something.” 

You exit the bathroom and go towards your side of the bed, plug in your cellphone to the charger and then get into bed and scroll through the streaming apps to find a movie or new show.

After a quick shower Jack finally joins you in bed. You two decided on a new series to watch. 

Three episodes down, you pause the show and turn to face Jack. “Promise me you’re okay with any decision I make.” 

“I promise you baby, always.” 

“I want this, I want our babies.” You smile sadly at him. “I’m afraid, I can’t lie about that, and you might have to reassure me more than ever. But I do want this.” 

“Sweets, I promise you I’ll do everything in my power to make sure you feel safe and loved. I don’t know what you’re feeling, but I’m willing to understand you. You’re an amazing mother, I know it’ll be difficult and different but we got this. We did a pretty good job with the two we have down the hall, we’ll do even better with these two.” 

“We really did a good job with them huh?” You say smiling and feeling a bit emotional.

“We just have to make sure they don’t follow in Ezequiel’s ways.” 

You chuckle “My baby boy and his terrorizing ways.” 

“Our children are lucky to have you as their mom.” 

“I love you bubs.” You kiss him. “Thank you for letting me vent and for handling my crazy ass and my moods.” 

“I love you. I told you it’s you and me for life, until the wheels fall off.” 

“Until the end of time. I hope we’re ready for double trouble.” 

“We will, I promise you.” He pulls you in closer. “Press play, I want to see if Gregory decorates his classroom.” 

You both laugh at that and continue watching the show. 

Pregnancy is always a scary thing, and you had every right to feel the way that you did. 

But all that worry turned into happiness and excitement in welcoming your babies into the world. 

With an amazing husband and caring children, you knew you had this on lockdown.

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From the River to the Sea

every street, every house, every room, every window, every balcony, every wall, every stone, every sorrow, every word, every letter, every whisper, every touch, every glance, every kiss, every tree, every spear of grass, every tear, every scream, every air, every hope, every supplication, every secret, every well, every prayer, every song, every ballad, every book, every paper, every color, every ray, every cloud, every rain, every drop of rain, every drip of sweat, every lisp, every stutter, every yamma, mother, every yaba, father, every shadow, every light, every little hand that drew in a little notebook a tree or house or heart or a family of a father, a mother, siblings, and pets, every longing, every possibility, every letter between two lovers that arrived or didn’t arrive, every gasp of love dispersed in the distant clouds, every moment of despair at every turn, every suitcase on top of every closet, every library, every shelf, every minaret, every rug, every bell toll in every church, every rosary, every holy praise, every arrival, every goodbye, every Good Morning, every Thank God, every ‘ala rasi, my pleasure, every hill ‘an sama’i, leave me alone, every rock, every wave, every grain of sand, every hair-do, every mirror, every glance in every mirror, every cat, every meow, every happy donkey, every sad donkey’s gaze, every pot, every vapor rising from every pot, every scent, every bowl, every school queue, every school shoes, every ring of the bell, every blackboard, every piece of chalk, every school costume, every mabruk ma ijakum, congratulations on the baby, every y ‘awid bi-salamtak, condolences, every ‘ayn al- ḥasud tibla bil-‘ama, may the envious be blinded, every photograph, every person in every photograph, every niyyalak, how lucky, every ishta’nalak, we’ve missed you, every grain of wheat in every bird’s gullet, every lock of hair, every hair knot, every hand, every foot, every football, every finger, every nail, every bicycle, every rider on every bicycle, every turn of air fanning from every bicycle, every bad joke, every mean joke, every laugh, every smile, every curse, every yearning, every fight, every sitti, grandma, every sidi, grandpa, every meadow, every flower, every tree, every grove, every olive, every orange, every plastic rose covered with dust on an abandoned counter, every portrait of a martyr hanging on a wall since forever, every gravestone, every sura, every verse, every hymn, every ḥajj mabrur wa sa ‘yy mashkur, may your ḥajj and effort be rewarded, every yalla tnam yalla tnam, every lullaby, every red teddy bear on every Valentine’s, every clothesline, every hot skirt, every joyful dress, every torn trousers, every days-spun sweater, every button, every nail, every song, every ballad, every mirror, every peg, every bench, every shelf, every dream, every illusion, every hope, every disappointment, every hand holding another hand, every hand alone, every scattered thought, every beautiful thought, every terrifying thought, every whisper, every touch, every street, every house, every room, every balcony, every eye, every tear, every word, every letter, every name, every voice, every name, every house, every name, every face, every name, every cloud, every name, every rose, every name, every spear of grass, every name, every wave, every grain of sand, every street, every kiss, every image, every eye, every tear, every yamma, every yaba, every name, every name, every name, every name, every name, every name, every name, every name, all…

-“From the River to the Sea.” A Poem by Samer Abu Hawwash, translated by Huda Fakhreddine

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hi!! i rly enjoyed ur unhinged bob hc’s, if you felt up to it, i’d love to hear more about ur guarnere, toye, and liebgott in rehab thoughts!!

once again me and my legendary mutual @guarnerepdf put our heads together for this answer.

Toye starts using at 11, weed then pills then snorting heroin. Under the pernicious influence of his older cousins. He meets Bill and Babe in high school. Theyre all in a car crash together where Bill loses his leg. Before that he was playing D1 football. Hes prescribed pain pills and immediately starts abusing them. He only goes to rehab after he destroys his and babes apartment thinking babe took his oxys. Babe calls Bills mom who berates him until he checks himself in. Meanwhile across town Toye dealing with guilt over the accident tries to kill himself ODing and is sent to detox. Bill is hyped up to see him and they reconnect and become besties again. After they complete their programs they get VERY into NA and go to meetings together all the time.

For lieb….. the stress of raising 5 younger siblings with his mom and dad both checked out leads him to abusing xans HEAVILY and for years. Webster is constantly in his lana del rey era crying begging him to quit. Joe decides to go cold turkey so he can be sober for Web’s college graduation (and also bc him and web got into a fist fight over web trying to grab joes bottle of pills but thats another story!) but … like … you cant go cold turkey on xans after using for 7 years because you WILL get a seizure and possibly die lol. This is what happens to lieb. Webster in a panic drives him to the ER and they check him into detox. He becomes lifelong besties with bill and toye but checks out AMA after web asks him to come home. He goes to NA meetings but never gets actually sober. Eventually he switches to valium though and weans himself down to like a super low dose in a bid to reconnect with the kid he had while in high school who he never met until he was like 10 years old.

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