#heartbreak olympics

[lilydoeswrite]

you know what my roman empire is? the 3a in figure skating. anna shcherbakova, aliona kostornaia and alexandra trusova. their dominance, how it wasn’t a question whether they’d be on the podium but where on the podium? which step would they stand on and which medal would they bring back because everyone knew they’d place. how much history they made— alexandra with the quads, aliona with the magnificent triple axel and artistry and anna with her artistry and elegance on the ice. the 2019 junior grand prix final where aliona won and alexandra and anna were on the podium. how it was their season, their dominance, how they were said to be the next stars in the 2022 olympics— only for anna to go home with the olympic gold feeling empty, for alexandra to have a complete breakdown in public with cameras all around her and for aliona to completely miss out on it due to injuries. and now in 2024? aliona has switched disciplines to pairs and is the only one still skating with anna and alexandra being unofficially retired. this is my roman empire.

[imperatorrrrr]

NJD Practice || 20 September 2024

[harocat]

Literally the most perfect images on earth. Nothing will ever be better than this.

[tangerinefluff]

just like in tokyo 2020, japan fails to win their quarterfinals match. oh my heart hurts so much but they gave us a world-class match deserving of their (once) world #2 title. and for yuki who showed up in this match despite his missing numbers in the prelims really shows he is the heart of his team.

[myauditionfordrphil]

EK AUR MEDAL AA GAYA GUYS, AMAN SHERAWAT WON BRONZEE 🫶🫶🫶

[i-may-be-an-emu]

“Did you see the two MEN who are winning at women’s boxing ugh 🙄”

most people say hello but ok

[the-garden-of-electric-light]

Can you lie to me in the light of day? When all the clouds are here to stay?

[xariarte]

even though Team Canada lost and my heart is broken, I'm still really optimistic for the future, considering what they've achieved:

-the men's basketball team finally returned to the Olympics after a 24 year drought -they won their first FIBA medal and made history -the next Olympic cycle, should the men qualify again in the next fibawc cycle, will be full of Canadian talent -the golden age of Canadian men's basketball is really here

[decadentwerewolfstrawberry]

Not me just now realizing the possibility that Adam and Loena might retire after the olympics in 2026

[stressedjuice]

Losing the medley relay for the first time in history I genuinely feel ill

[shapovalovvs]

canada got bronze medal in mixed doubles !!!!

[afterthelambs]

They lost................. this is so depressing i want to die

[pups-2-dust]

I love hamtaro sooo much hamtaro was a huge part of my life from like 9-13 I love hamtaro

[sherwoodknights]

Song 48 for Spotify Wrapped — any of the Scarpim or 1789 gang, delight me, horrify me, surprise me

48. You Love Who You Love // Olympe du Puget

She has a knack for it, she supposes. It's a strange thought, and utterly unprovoked, but true all the same.

Olympe du Puget has a knack for falling in love at entirely the wrong time.

Ronan she could explain away. In a few years, she'd be able to look back and say that she'd been swept up in the passion, the excitement of it all, the fierce fiery thrill of a first love, a love full of danger and secrets, forbidden, and yet so addictive that she kept finding her way back.

But this? To fall in love with Ronan's sister, and in the middle of a civil war to boot, was most inconvenient.

It had begun on that fateful day, at the Bastille. Their grief for the boy who lay dead on the floor was shared by many that day, and the weeks that followed. But as the world moved on, and Ronan became little more than a symbol of courage, a life taken far too soon for the cause of freedom, the pain bled away. For all but two, it seemed. Only two souls, out of the mob that mourned him, that called on his name to cry for justice, justice, only Olympe and Solène, against all odds, united in their grief for the man, not just the name.

And it grew. It grew from acknowledgement, to understanding, to companionship, to sisterhood; a feeling of solid ground that they both seemed to crave. And just when Olympe felt the push to maybe something more-

The infighting was not just between the people anymore. It had spread to those who ruled now, in the name of the people, who seemed unable to decide what the people wanted anymore, and any safety Olympe could claim was falling fast from beneath her feet.

Which was how she ended up with Solène at her door in the dead of night, papers in her hand that she would not explain how she acquired, begging Olympe to take them and go, far away from Paris, away from the revolution that had gone too far. You must go now, before dawn, before they come for you both.

Won't you come with us? If anyone knew what you'd done for us, you'd be in such danger-

I'll make do. I always have. But you have a father to care for, and I have my brother's name to protect me, for as long as it still means something to them.

Please, Solène, don't leave me.

Perhaps one day we will meet again.

Hidden by the darkness of the moonless sky, Olympe does what she supposes she has wanted to for a while, pressing her lips against Solène's, and praying that they find no resistance.

Solène... I need you to know that I-

You must go.

Thank you. For everything.

Look after yourself, Olympe.

And you.

What a tragedy, she thinks to herself, as she and her father sit silently in the carriage, that you don't choose who to love.

~~~

My first time writing Solympe! I've had an idea of a similar scene floating around in my head for a while, and thought, what better time to finally write it. I ended up going more off the vibes of the song more than anything, but I think it turned out okay!

[raksh-writes]

Tfw absolutely nothing feels appealing to you so you just sit there, iddling away the hours with nothing to feed your brain with :')

[the-garden-of-electric-light]

Spin to me a new tale Weave for me a new web One without lies or shrouding veils One without your trapping threads.