#human football

[mysharona1987]

Ok, but anyone who volunteers to do these “inspections” needs to be placed on a watch list. Instantly.

This is a recipe for disaster.

And all the kids, trans or not, are going to be terrified of this. And they can’t say no?l?

[caluette]

been watching wind breaker and this came to me in a vision

[camsdoddlezz]

Who wants to play BMO with me?

[tangledinink]

ok, look, raph might be the only kid who doesn't do gymnastics, but don't let that fool you. seconds later a bystander expressed doubt that he could actually do a standing backflip and he immediately inserted himself into the fray with his brothers in order to prove them wrong.

i'm sorry, teenage mutant what now?

[freaky-flawless]

Does Mattel think people dislike Clawd?

Do people dislike Clawd???

[stroebe2]

Saudi border guards have killed at least hundreds of Ethiopian migrants and asylum seekers who tried to cross the Yemen-Saudi border between March 2022 and June 2023.

Saudi officials are killing hundreds of women and children out of view of the rest of the world while they spend billions on sports-washing to try to improve their image.

The 73-page report, “‘They Fired on Us Like Rain’: Saudi Arabian Mass Killings of Ethiopian Migrants at the Yemen-Saudi Border,” found that Saudi border guards have used explosive weapons to kill many migrants and shot other migrants at close range, including many women and children, in a widespread and systematic pattern of attacks. In some instances, Saudi border guards asked migrants what limb to shoot, and then shot them at close range. Saudi border guards also fired explosive weapons at migrants who were attempting to flee back to Yemen.

[horoscope1078]

:,)

Jude stood at the edge of the training pitch.. his hands resting on his hips as he watched his teammates go through their drills. It was a typical sunny afternoon at Real Madrid’s training ground but something about today felt different and it had nothing to do with football.

His eyes drifted toward the side of the pitch where his friend and the girl he couldn’t stop thinking about lately stood talking to Rodrygo. She had been coming around more often lately.. getting to know the team since she had moved to Madrid for work and naturally she’d become friends with a few of the players. 

Rodrygo was one of them and as Jude stood there watching the two of them laugh.. his stomach twisted in a way he didn’t fully understand.

He wasn’t usually the jealous type. Jude liked to think of himself as pretty laid-back, and he wasn’t one to get hung up on little things. But something about seeing her.. her bright smile, her sparkling laugh.. directed at Rodrygo made him feel..off.

Rodrygo said something that made her laugh and Jude felt the sharp tug of jealousy pulling at him again. He didn’t like it. Not one bit. His thoughts spiralled..wondering what they were talking about, why she looked so happy around Rodrygo. The realization hit him like a brick..he didn’t want her laughing at Rodrygo’s jokes. He wanted her to laugh at his jokes. He wanted her attention on him.

Jude shook his head..trying to snap himself out of it. He was being ridiculous. She was his friend and Rodrygo was just being friendly. But that small, nagging feeling refused to go away.

The training session ended and Jude made his way over to where they were standing..his feet carrying him faster than he intended.

“Hey you two” Jude said..keeping his tone casual but feeling his heart beat a little too quickly in his chest. 

“Hey Jude!” she greeted him with that same bright smile that always made his stomach do flips. “We were just talking about the game this weekend. Rodrygo says you’ve been in killer form.”

Rodrygo nodded..oblivious to Jude’s inner turmoil. “Yea mate. I was just telling her about how you’ve been dominating in midfield. She’s impressed.”

Jude felt the slightest surge of pride but it was quickly overshadowed by that same sinking feeling. He forced a smile.. glancing at her. “Is that right?”

She blushed.. brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “Well.. you’ve been playing really well lately. It’s been fun to watch.”

Jude’s heart leapt at the sight of her blush but before he could say anything Rodrygo chimed in again.

“Hey.. I was thinking we should all grab dinner after the game this weekend. It’d be fun. You in?” Rodrygo asked..his tone easygoing and friendly.

Jude felt his jaw tighten. Dinner? With her and Rodrygo? The thought of it twisted his stomach. He opened his mouth to answer but before he could..she beat him to it.

“That sounds great! I’d love to join you guys” she said..smiling at Rodrygo.

Jude’s heart sank. He wasn’t sure if it was the jealousy bubbling up inside him or the fact that she was clearly oblivious to the way he felt. He knew she didn’t realise what she was doing to him by casually agreeing to dinner plans with another guy. He knew she didn’t see the way his stomach twisted every time she smiled at someone else.

He swallowed hard with forcing himself to stay calm. “Yeah..dinner sounds good” he muttered..though the words tasted bitter on his tongue.

Rodrygo gave him a thumbs-up before heading off to the locker room..leaving Jude alone with her. 

As soon as Rodrygo was out of earshot, she turned to Jude with her smile fading slightly as she noticed the tension in his face. “Hey.. are you okay? You seem..off.”

Jude blinked..realising he must have been doing a poor job of hiding his feelings. He hesitated, running a hand through his hair, trying to find the right words. This was not how he’d planned on telling her how he felt.. if he ever even planned to at all. But now, standing here with her, feeling the jealousy churn in his gut, he couldn’t stop himself.

“It’s nothing..really” he began but then stopped. He couldn’t do this. He couldn’t keep pretending. He took a deep breath and met her gaze with his heart hammering in his chest. “Actually..no. It’s not nothing.”

She raised an eyebrow with her expression curious but soft. “What do you mean?”

Jude hesitated again.. his nerves getting the best of him. But then he saw the way she was looking at him.. so genuinely concerned and something inside him broke. He couldn’t keep it bottled up anymore.

“I didn’t like seeing you laughing with Rodrygo” he blurted out.. his voice quieter than he intended. “I don’t want you to go to dinner with him.”

Her eyes widened and Jude immediately felt a flush of embarrassment creeping up his neck. This wasn’t going the way he’d imagined.. if he’d even imagined it at all. But he was in too deep now. He had to keep going.

She blinked.. her cheeks burning. “Wait..are you..are you jealous?”

Jude winced. “Maybe. I don’t know. I guess so.”

For a moment there was only silence between them. Jude could feel the tension in the air and he was terrified he’d just ruined everything. But then.. to his surprise, she smiled. A shy, almost nervous smile that sent his heart racing again.

“You don’t have to be jealous.. y’know” she said softly.. her voice barely above a whisper. “Rodrygo’s just a friend. But you..”

She trailed off..her cheeks burning as hell. Jude’s heart skipped a beat as he realized what she was trying to say.

“But me?” he prompted..stepping a little closer to her.

She glanced down at the ground..clearly flustered.. before looking back up at him with those wide and beautiful eyes. “But you’re..different. You’re not just a friend.”

Jude felt his heart leap into his throat. Had he heard her right? She didn’t see him as just a friend? He took another step closer, brushing her hands with his, testing the waters.

“So you wouldn’t mind if it was just the two of us having dinner?” he asked..his voice a little bolder now.

She bit her lip..her eyes sparkling with a mix of nerves and excitement. “I’d like that” she whispered..her blush deepening.

Jude grinned..the weight of his earlier jealousy lifting from his chest. “Good. Because I’d really like that too.”

They stood there for a moment, both of them smiling..the air between them charged with a new kind of energy. And for the first time Jude realised that all those little moments, all those small pangs of jealousy.. it wasn’t just because he liked her. It was because he was falling for her. And now..he had the chance to show her just how much.

[luminalunii97]

I've seen non Iranians admiring the Islamic Republic national football team for not singing the national anthem. And then they were confused as to why iranians were happy that the team lost. Yes not singing the anthem might have consequences for them, but it won't change the fact that these people went to visit Raisi, the Islamic Republic president and bowed to him, posed happily for pictures while we were dealing with Kiam Pirfalak news, and said they don't care about politics and what's going on Iran in an interview, stating that they will focus on the game only. Not singing the anthem is nothing in comparison. And you might think they were under pressure. So were other athletes in Iran, let's see what they did:

Picture on the right is Elnaz Rekabi, an Iranian rock climber who was the first athlete to take off her hijab during Mahsa Amini protests to show her solidarity with people. She's currently under house arrest. she wasn't the first Iranian woman ever doing that. On the left, that's Shohreh Bayat, her story is so sad.

In many interviews I've seen of her, she always cries when she says her story. She was to referee the final of the Women's World Chess Championship a couple of years ago. While in another country she decided to wear her hijab loosely in an act of rebellion. She got warning from Islamic Republic twice and everytime she made it worse. She was asked to apologize but she refused, saying that she wouldn't apologize for what she believes in. At last, even though she wasn't ready to leave everything behind and start from scratch in a foreign country, she decided to ditch the compulsory hijab completely and never come back to Iran, because her life would be in danger if she did. Because of her choice she can't come back to visit her family anymore. her family supported her which made the authorities to force her father to resign (her father was the president of chess association in Gilan, Iran).

Then we had Iranian national beach soccer team. I think they were the first group who refused to sing Islamic republic national anthem. And after they got threatened to sing the anthem, they did something even more iconic. One of the players cut his imaginary hair after he scored.

Then we had these two scenes after scoring. They were recreating an inhuman thing Islamic republic did. The guy on the right is Khodanoor Lajei. He was murdered on bloody Friday in Zahedan. He was a Baloch guy. I'm going to post about Balochs and the thing that's been done to them by Islamic republic in details. For now know that this guy got killed in protests but this picture of him is for a couple of months back. He insulted a Basiji guy or something, Islamic republic police chained him to a pole in the middle of the city to make him an example for others, after beating him. When he asked for water they brought him a cup but they put it out of his reach in front of him and laughed at his thirst. (You see why we hate Islamic Republic, IRGC and Basij?!) The picture got out only after his death because Baloch people didn't think the rest of Iran would care about them enough to react. That broke my heart unspeakably much.

With so much bravery, our national girl's basketball team has been posting photos without mandatory hijab ever since the protests have begun.

Last but not least, Parmida Ghasemi, iranian archer ditching mandatory hijab inside of iran. She took it out for receiving the prize and while she was being photographed.

(Btw, non of these women "forgot" their hijab accidentally. If you're iranian you learn to never forget your hijab since you're 7, the age you start school. Without a formal head wearing you won't be allowed to attend school classes. When you grow up with it, you'll get used to it. You have no idea how weird it feels to not wear a veil in public, I'm still getting used to it.)

we've witnessed many iconic brave moves by our athletes but non of them said we don't give a shit about what's happening in Iran before the game. I'm not saying they won't be redeemed one day, I'm just saying they should work to win their respect back.

[foolishlovers]

good game, good girl by foolishlovers (E, 5.1k, complete)

After Crowley's amateur football team secures a victory, she finds herself distracted by thoughts of her gorgeous coach, Aziraphale. Back in her hostel room, Crowley indulges in her daydreams, though a sharp knock interrupts her reverie just as her fantasies start to escalate. Aziraphale is there to discuss tactics, but could a different kind of game be on the table?

[little-pondhead]

After Danny is crowned Ghost King, Amity Park becomes detached from the mortal realm and is suspended between the two realms, much like Danny is. In an effort to combat this isolation from the rest of the world, Danny opens up his castle to the residents of Amity. (Not his Lair, just the castle he earned via conquest.)

Now the castle is more like a community center, and it’s constantly filled with both humans and ghosts coming and going. The Amity Parkers are already liminal, so visiting the Zone is actually healthy for them! The school takes the kids on regular field trips, ghost vs. human competitions get very heated, and overall everyone bonds over their shared freakiness and comes to terms with the fact they’ll never venture out into their world ever again.

But just because they’re detached from their world, doesn’t mean the residents of Amity can’t visit other worlds. :)

And it just so happens that their new community castle is filled to the brim with magic doors and ancient treasures to help aid on their noble quest of inter-dimensional grocery shopping.

[kitsumo]

[swashbucklery]

Taylor Alison Swift did not leap from the gallows and levitate down your street so that you could assume she was rivals with number one camp messy serial killer bisexual rockstar Lestat de Lioncourt. They're shit-talking each other's ex-boyfriends over a bottle of wine right now. They're working on several dozen collaborative tracks about how much they want to murder their exes while also calling them crying at 4am. He's not Dylan Thomas. She's not Patti Smith. You get it.

[rainblescake]

So I remembered that one image of Stephen Hillenburg holding spongebob in his hands and like. Come on. Tell me Rex wouldn't also have a picture like that somewhere. You can't.

original image down here

[nadeenbaker]

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[hockeydogwoof]

All fours time in the PVC mechanics workie suit - *wags*

[duckysprouts]

i picked up stardew valley again and was not planning to rizz alex but this boy is like a pack of airplane peanuts and i cannot resist even tho i know he’s not good for me

anyway here’s my new farmer. his name is rune, he hates all cats except for his cat, and it turns out mining all day rlly builds up muscle