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hellodropbear · 6 months ago

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it's time. (II)

mapi leon x daughter

yay for part II! (part I here)

trust even i'm surprised that i finished this over the weekend (definitely should not have because I definitely have too much uni to be writing this)

hope you enjoy !!!!!!

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It was an unfamiliar sight, Mapi in the training kit. She frowned at herself in the mirror, still not entirely sure that this was the right decision. It felt unfamiliar too. The sleeves were tighter than she remembered and the shorts fell lower than they used to.

Even Isabel seemed to notice something was off with her mother, clinging to her all morning and providing her with more hugs and kisses than Mapi could have asked for.

"Go out?" The toddler was confused, clearly. It wasn't often that they left the house straight after breakfast time, but she knew they were leaving because she was dressed up in her special red and blue shirt and her Mami had brushed her curly hair back into a ponytail, clipping any stray hairs back with her favourite fluorescent clips.

"We are going to training today, Is. Mami is going to play with your Ale and Leila from yesterday!" She mustered on a smile as large as she possibly could, trying to hide her anxieties and fear from the child and instead busying herself with slipping on her socks and some baby adidas sneakers.

"Patri? Pina?" She frowned, wracking her brain for the other names. "Jenni?"

Mapi nodded. "Yes, with them too-"

"Ingrid!" Isabel beamed. "She pick me up!"

"Ingrid will be there, I'm sure."

The toddler laughed in delight, standing up from where she was sitting on the floor, her shoes and socks successfully on her feet. It was only when Mapi stood up too that she charged into her mother's legs, wrapping her arms around them in a big hug.

"Don't be sad, Mami!"

"I'm not sad, Is." She picked her up easily, grabbing both their bags for the morning and walking out of the apartment. "I'm excited!"

It wasn't a long drive to the training centre, maybe half an hour. Isabel was easily entertained in the back, her lion captivating her in ways Mapi didn't think she would ever be able to comprehend.

But the 30 minutes was over too quickly and before she knew it she was walking back through those doors and into the changing rooms. She was early on purpose, wanting to avoid all the attention on her as she walked in also and wanting to meet the babysitter that the club had found to watch her daughter as she trained.

"She's 14 months old, she is smart though. She can say around 30 words and has a really good memory. She can walk well, climb up stairs if she's given the chance so please don't leave her alone near any steps because she is more than likely to fall."

The young looking girl nodded, her eyes flicking to the list she was given.

"She eats at 12?"

"Usually. There is a lunch box in her backpack, just start with the stuff labeled 1 and 2, then keep feeding her until she refuses. Usually she'll eat all the food offered, but if she doesn't want it, don't force it. Don't let her sleep if she gets tired because she naps at around 2 which is when we'll get home and I don't want to mess up the schedule."

The blonde nodded as Mapi looked her up and down, clearly judging whether she was good enough to look after her precious child.

She hesitated.

"Have you ever been arrested?"

The girl, maybe 18 years old, looked at her in confusion.

"No?"

"Where you a high school bully? Homophobic? Racist? Anything?"

She shook her head.

"No, no. The club hired me, I have all my qualifications and plenty of experience. I had to go through two interviews for this. I'm from the preschool just up the road, we volunteered and then had to go through a long process to be hired by this club. I promise, I'm a good person."

Mapi nodded, still seemingly unconvinced.

"This baby is everything to me. Ok? If a single hair on her head is missing or harmed, I know where to come looking."

She held the baby tight, not wanting to let go and the girl's eyes widened, cracking her knuckles out of anxiety.

"Mapi!"

Both Mapi and the babysitter's heads whipped towards the door, Alexia striding in and standing beside her shorter friend.

"Leave her alone!" She shook her head, before looking towards the girl in front of her and sticking out her hand. "Alexia. What's your name?"

"Camila. Nice to meet you." She smiled uneasily, still hyperaware of Mapi's judgemental eye despite Alexia's sharp words and nudge in the side.

"Nice to meet you too, Camila." She turned back to Mapi. "It's time to say goodbye to the pequena and go over to training. Jonatan just asked if you were actually coming back today or if he misheard because you're late. Don't restart that trend of being late every day, please." Alexia's was balancing on a fine line between desperation and leadership, Mapi well aware that she was trying her best to not be completely overbearing and bossy.

Mapi rolled her eyes, taking one last glance at the increasingly more nervous babysitter in front of her before looking back down at the clueless baby in her arms. She planted soft kisses all over her head, trying to avoid the tears from springing to her eyes.

"Ok, my Is. Mami loves you so much and I'll see you so soon. Be good for Camila for me, yeah?"

The baby smiled excitedly, clapping her hands.

"Mami!"

She wrapped her arms around Mapi's neck, planting a sloppy kiss on her cheek and patting it once she had moved away.

"I love you, Mami."

"I love you too, Is."

She blinked away the tears as she passed the small child over into the arms of the stranger, trying to ignore the look of confusion that crossed her daughter's face as she handed Camila the backpack.

"Mami? Where go?"

"I'll see you very soon, my love." She struggled to look at her daughter as she spoke, worried that she would burst into tears and prevent her mother from leaving.

The centre back kissed the crown of Isabel's head as the emotions washed over her, promising she would be back soon and that everything would be ok. Isabel seemed to understand well enough, looking up at Camila with curiosity, poking at her face with her chubby fingers.

"Everything will be ok, Mapi. I promise."

Mapi nodded at her babysitter, leaning into the comforting arm that Alexia had placed gently over her shoulder.

"Thank you, Camila." Alexia spoke for Mapi, sensing her friend's emotions. "We'll see you in a couple of hours."

It was only when they left the room that Mapi allowed a single tear to slip down her face, quickly brushing it away to try and hide that she had become so emotional.

"It is stupid." She shook her head, looking away from Alexia.

The midfielder was quiet for a few seconds, trying to decide the best way to deal with this unfamiliar and uncomfortable situation.

"It is not stupid. She is your daughter, you are worried, this has never happened before. It is normal to feel this way."

Mapi shook her head, sighing softly.

"I have never had a babysitter for her before. You are the only person who has ever taken care of her without me there."

Her voice broke at the admission and she finally turned to make eye contact with Alexia.

"What if she hates it? What if she needs me and I'm not there for her?"

The midfielder didn't respond, almost certain that Mapi wasn't done talking; that these were rhetorical questions.

"What if it doesn't work out and she needs me for the rest of her life? What if I can never come back to football?"

Alexia sighed softly, Mapi's voice fading out a clear indicator that she was finished.

"Maria, you can't worry about things that haven't happened yet. You will figure everything out, I will help you." She lead the centre back towards a seat, subtly texting Jonatan that they'd be a few extra minutes late. "Isabel is a good girl. She will be good for Camila and she will be happy to see you in a couple of hours. And if not, we can figure something else out, we can find a new babysitter, we can think of something else."

The centre back used the heel of her hands to rub at her eyes aggressively, sighing and leaning into Alexia's embrace.

"I just worry that I'm not doing everything right for her. I want it all to be perfect because if Luis was here, her life would be more than perfect. He would have been such a good dad, and I can't even give her that."

The brunette observed Mapi carefully, using her thumb to gently wipe away the few lone tears that remained beneath her eyes. It was a topic that had come up often, Mapi's insecurities in comparison to her friend, but it was a topic that Alexia still struggled to talk her friend out of.

Because of course Mapi is a great mother, but Luis would have been a great father too. Mapi knows that more than anyone so Alexia can't just say that they will never know if it's true or not.

It would be an insult to Luis' memory.

"Just because you don't have that picture perfect family does not mean you are doing anything wrong, it doesn't mean you're a bad parent. Isabel is happy, she is smart and she loves you. It's all you need. And yes, Luis would have been a great father but there is a reason that he trusted you to have her. Biologically, Mapi, she is yours. Luis wouldn't have agreed to spending all that money if he thought you were a terrible person with bad morals, bad decision making and not a maternal bone in your body. You just have to believe he would have trusted you with her life. Everyone else does, it is just you that struggles to comprehend it."

Mapi was silent but Alexia hadn't expected a response. Maybe in a few days when she had time to think about the midfielder's words, which Alexia was sure she would; she always did. But they were so meaningful - her words, too meaningful to be able to come up with something to say right on the spot.

"Thank you, Alexia."

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Surprisingly, training went well. It took five minutes and a splash of water to the face for Mapi to face the team in the gym, but it took less than 10 minutes for her to forget about all her issues once she started training.

The gym work was stuff she had been doing for a year alone, but as soon as they headed outside and started playing, Mapi realised how much she had actually missed the sport. It was a part of her, she realised, and maybe she had been so down because she had been missing it for so long.

She was practically flying up and down the field, blocking shots, dominating rondos and shooting free kicks far out of the box.

It was like she was on a high, nothing would bring her down; nothing could slow her down.

And Mapi couldn't have been happier.

Alexia watched with pride as she slowly reverted back to the person she once was, boisterous, excited, happy. She was becoming the person that the midfielder had missed for almost a year and a half; the person she knew before her life was flipped upside down and shattered into a million pieces.

The person that Alexia had prayed every night to see again.

She hadn't lost any skill either, still the fierce defender who would put her body on the line if it meant preventing a goal and the entire team was shocked. Excited, maybe, to have one of their best players back after a slightly disappointing season. It definitely wasn't a secret that they had missed their key centre back.

Mapi was thrilled. Excited, over the moon. She couldn't believe how good just one session with the team made her feel, the complete antithesis of how she was feeling when she broke down to Alexia, in doubt of everything she had done over the past 14 months. It felt like the beginning of her life falling back into place and she almost drunk with happiness and pride as she sauntered back into the changing rooms.

She was the last one in, chatting away to one of the technical analysts about something entirely unrelated to football, so she was expecting a half empty changing room, most people heading out quickly or showering after the somewhat gruelling session.

What she didn't expect was for everyone to be standing and waiting for her, beginning to chant her name as she entered.

The tears that sprung to her eyes were happy this time, finally feeling like she was out of the long and dark tunnel, lost and confused with not a clue how she was going to get out.

But like most tunnels, the way out was right in front of her. So obvious but so frustratingly challenging to reach, such a long journey required to get there.

"Calma, calma!" She laughed as tears filled her eyes, a single pair of arms pulling her into a hug that was quickly joined by the rest of the team. "Vale. I love you all so much."

"Ah Maria gone soft!" Leila's teasing voice was easily distinguishable over the rest of the cheering and Mapi could only slap her lightly on the side as the hug dissipated. "I am joking, Mapi, of course I am."

Leila smiled too and it was then that Mapi noticed her glistening eyes, and when she looked around the room, she noticed the same thing in a lot of her long-term teammates.

"It is a family, Maria. Everyone is right there waiting for you to let them in."

"Everyone is there for you, Mapi. They love you."

"They were all so proud of you when they came yesterday, they can't wait for you to come back."

"They asked about you over the weekend, they want to know how you are doing."

"They want to meet Isabel, but they're worried that she's so small that they'll hurt her accidentally. They said they really wanted to visit you though, so long as I hold the baby."

Everything that Alexia had said to her about her teammates rushed through Mapi like a warm stream, emotions floating through the gushing water until Mapi was a crying mess in her cubby, completely aware of where the sudden emotion had come from.

Because the midfielder was right, they were a family and Mapi did have their support. Even though she asked them to stay away, even though she ignored them for months.

They were still there for her and the centre back knew that she would be there for any one of them if the roles were ever reversed.

Because they are a family and the love each other like sisters.

Alexia's arm was around her again, the familiarity a fire blanket on the emotions that were blazing through her.

"Are you ok, Mapi?" The midfielder knew the answer to her question before she even had to ask it, but blinked away her own tears as she watched her friend fall apart.

She wasn't used to an overload of emotions when it came to Mapi, usually just experiencing her naturally upbeat nature. She was never much of a crier, usually going numb immediately at any tragic or disappointing news, hiding her emotions to anyone around her and only breaking after she was sure she was completely alone.

She still was like that, but with Alexia it's different. Alexia is her best friend and has seen her through so many highs and lows of life that she is entirely familiar with Mapi's sporadic emotions.

Her tears in the locker room were not expected, but they did not come as a surprise to Alexia. Because the past months, full of challenges, of sadness and grief have lead up to this moment of pure and unbridled joy, something the midfielder had been desperate to witness for so, so long.

There are of course be hiccups, bumps in the road and dips on the rollercoaster still to come. It still would not be an easy road for the centre back.

But for now, she was on a high and that was all that mattered.

She had found herself again, out there on the field, right where she belongs.

"I am just so happy, Ale."

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"Isabel!" The small toddler's head whipped up to the door, spotting her godmother at the door, beaming as the midfielder strode towards her.

"Mi Ale!" She stood up from where she was sitting, waddling towards Alexia and wrapping her arms around her legs until the brunette reached down and picked her up, balancing her easily on her hip.

"How was she?" Alexia's attention was on Camila briefly, as the blonde stood up, a sheepish smile on her face at being caught doing role play with a toddler.

"Good!" The blonde nodded, only continuing at Alexia's silent request. "She was very well-behaved. We did some drawing, we played with toys, we played with blocks. She ate all the food she was offered and I think she is almost ready for a nap."

Alexia nodded, her attention back on Isabel.

"You had a good day, Is?"

She nodded giddily.

"Camila says I can come back again soon!"

"I'm sure you will." Alexia looked back up at the blonde who held out the small backpack. "Thank you, Camila. Mapi will be very grateful."

"It's no problem. She's an absolute pleasure."

Alexia smiled, telling the baby to wave goodbye and watching as she did so, before walking back out the door and towards the locker rooms.

"Where Mami?'

"We're going to see Mami now."

Isabel babbled away incoherently as they wandered through the facility until she spotted her mother in the locker room, excitedly poking at Alexia and gaining Mapi's attention.

"Mami! Mami!"

Mapi's head whipped up and her face dissolved into a smile, standing up and striding towards her daughter, easily plucking her from Alexia's arms.

"Hello my Is! I have missed you." She placed a soft kiss on the crown of her head as the child wrapped her arms around Mapi's neck.

"Mami!"

Mapi chuckled at her daughter's inability to say much else, instead just holding her close, grabbing her own bag and the small backpack from Alexia and heading out to her car, the midfielder close behind.

"So I assume you're coming back tomorrow?"

Mapi looked at her friend like she was stupid, a soft smirk on her face as she finished strapping Isabel into her seat.

"Of course I am. I'm back, Alexia. I think for good."

"I'm proud of you." She stood awkwardly, leaning on the side of the car, watching the blonde fuss over her daughter.

"I wouldn't be here without you." It was clear that Mapi was becoming emotional again and was trying desperately to not let herself fall apart again.

Alexia could see that, so she didn't do anything else or say anything else. Mapi was happy and that was all that mattered in that moment.

"Drive safe."

Mapi looked at her again, the same look of amusement at her friend's statement.

"I always do."

Alexia rolled her eyes, waving goodbye and walking over to her own car, her eyes still on Mapi as she got in. She was emotional herself after the training session, finally realising that her friend was slowly coming back to her.

It was after Mapi had driven away and Alexia was sure that she wouldn't be seen that she allowed the tears to fall freely.

It was relief, really. She was relieved that Mapi and Isabel really were going to be ok.

~~~~~~

Isabel was asleep in the back of the car by the time they arrived back home, and Mapi was able to carry her upstairs and into her cot without her stirring at all.

It was only after she had finished up with some household chores that the baby monitor went off, soft garbling coming from the nursery.

"Hello there Is!" She cooed at the groggy toddler, lifting her up out of the cot and rocking her gently.

She quickly ate the snacks she was offered, still sleepy when Mapi placed her into the stroller and headed outside and downstairs for their afternoon walk.

"Where do you want to go today, Is?"

The toddler looked up when she heard her name, shifting from her comfortable position, arms wrapped around her lion toy.

"Leon! Mi Leon." She held it up to Mapi and roared quietly, laughing at herself when Mapi smiled down to her.

"Your lion." The mother confirmed, leaving the lift and walking through the foyer of her apartment.

They were walking out when she heard someone calling her name, turning around quickly to see the pretty new signing, Ingrid Engen, walking towards her and leaving two large suitcases behind.

"Ingrid?"

"Do you live here?" The Norwegian was smiling as she spoke, although Mapi could hardly tell whether she was actually smiling or if her face was permanently set in the positive expression.

"Yeah. We live on the 6th floor." Mapi nodded, smiling but avoiding eye contact with the gorgeous brunette. "Do you?"

"I'm moving in today. 4th floor."

Mapi's heart had been steadily increasing ever since she heard her name, but at those words she thought it may stop right then.

"We're just heading out on a walk, if you wanted to come."

The Spaniard didn't know why she was asking, but the words just came out. She could feel her face flushing as she spoke but the Norwegian just made her feel so unbelievably nervous.

Ingrid looked down at her bags, then back up at Mapi. She blushed, smiling sheepishly.

"I would love to. I'll just run these upstairs if that's alright?"

Mapi nodded, moving towards the seating on the right to sit down and wait, her head in her hands as she went through all the reasons why this was a bad idea.

She didn't even know Ingrid, yet the midfielder made her feel a type of way that she hadn't felt in a very long time. She seemed so calm and so kind, someone that Mapi so desperately needed, yet refused to admit it.

Because she didn't have time to be a girlfriend. She was a mother first, then a footballer. Having a partner just wasn't an option, not when she was so busy with her current occupations, not when she already felt so guilty for handing her child off to a babysitter every time she needed to do her job.

She looked up at the sound of the elevator arriving, standing up when she saw Ingrid and pushing her pram over towards the door.

"So, congratulations, Mapi!" The Norwegian beamed and the Spaniard looked at her in confusion which prompted her to elaborate. "Today... you had your first session back since Isabel. That's what the others said, why they were all so excited."

"Oh. Yeah." Mapi grimaced. It wasn't something she was particularly happy about, considering she gave birth over 14 months ago and only just went back to team training. "I'm glad to be back, I definitely missed it."

"I can imagine." Ingrid smiled as they crossed the street, the setting sunlight catching her eyes and causing them to sparkle, something that didn't go unnoticed by the Spaniard. "It can't have been easy."

Not wanting to get into that now with someone she barely knew, Mapi changed the subject with ease.

"Where do you want to go? We usually just go down to the park and have a bit of a play there, but we can go somewhere better if you'd like?"

Ingrid shook her head.

"We can go to your park today and then somewhere else another day! I'm sure that your daughter wouldn't appreciate someone coming in and changing her routine." The Norwegian continued to smile, and Mapi became more and more sure that her face was always set in that grin.

She chuckled lightly at Ingrid's words, shaking her head.

"She wouldn't care in the slightest. As long as she has somewhere to run and play with her lion, she's happy."

"She's adorable."

Mapi knew. She knew she had a cute kid, one that people in the supermarkets would rush over to coo at. But her kid was so much more than that because she was smart and she was so loving. She had an excited personality and was full of so much joy that Mapi would wonder where it was all coming from.

She loved her child from the moment she was placed in her arms, but the excited and joyful person that Mapi was known as had been lost since her friends were killed in that car accident.

Isabel reminded Mapi so much of her old self, but she didn't know where it could have come from. The baby’s joy and excitement about the world was the complete antithesis of Mapi's overwhelming grief, fear and confusion.

And she knew that if it wasn't for the small baby that she loved more than anything else in this world, she probably wouldn't have made it through the death of Luis. Definitely not.

But Mapi didn't tell Ingrid all that, instead just nodding in silent agreement.

"She's a good girl. She's good for her Mami." The Spaniard looked down at the small toddler whose eyes were slowly drifting again. "She's always sleepy after her nap, then she'll be wide awake for a while at the park and usually will fall asleep on the way home. I'll wake her up when we get back, we'll eat dinner and then she likes to cuddle after dinner and that's when she'll fall asleep for the night and I put her down."

Ingrid laughed quietly.

"Very established routine?"

Mapi blushed furiously, smiling with a sheepish expression.

"The baby books all said routine was good. We fell into one and it's easy. She's easy. You know I took her to my paediatrician when she was 5 months old because she never cried?" Mapi laughed quietly. "I was so worried and searched up why and it was so scary that I took her."

Ingrid laughed alongside the Spaniard.

"What did your doctor say?"

"She said that Isabel's happy, that I'm doing a good job and that I should never use google to find out what's wrong with her." She scoffed. "That’s why I had to start reading things up in the baby books!"

Their laughter dissolved into easy conversation as Mapi lead them down the street, letting Ingrid do most of the talking, listening intently as she raved about her home, her family. She told Mapi that Norway was filled with countless fjords and mountains, lakes and rivers that gave the country soul, spirit and wonder. She said it was a hidden gem, the most beautiful thing in the world.

But Mapi disagreed, because how could anything be more beautiful than the girl that was stood beside her. Her eyes widened as the thought flashed through her mind, instantly averting eye contact and subtly shaking her head at herself.

She was like a 12 year old on her first date with their crush, and she cringed at the painful awkwardness that she made up in her head.

Ingrid listened as Mapi spoke about her home, back in Zaragoza where her parents and brother still lived, the Norwegian enthusiastic about visiting the Spanish city and immersing herself in the new culture.

Mapi listened as Ingrid complained about missing her cat and dog at home, and the Spaniard told her that she could meet Bagheera as a temporary substitute.

It was easy for both of them, despite the language differences. Light conversation fell lightly in English, google translate only proving useful a handful of times, though Mapi emphasised that Isabel could barely understand her first language, let alone English.

The sun was well and truly setting as they arrived at the park, Mapi laying out the rug and pulling her daughter from the pram right under one of the street lights that would prove useful in half an hour.

"Mami!" The girl squealed when her mother's face was finally in front of her, her eyes lighting up as she was placed on her feet, Mapi crossing her legs and sitting down beside her.

"Is, you remember Ingrid from yesterday?"

The baby nodded shyly, moving back towards her mothers arms, nudging her face into the crook of Mapi's neck.

"Don't be nervous, my lion cub! Remember, we are brave at heart."

"Lions, Mami." Slowly, her face peeked out from it's hiding spot, waving and smiling shyly at the Norwegian who waved back, a soft smile on her face.

She slowly moved towards Ingrid, holding out her lion toy and making a lion noise.

"She wants you to copy her." The Norwegian smiled at Mapi who had supplied the useful information, roaring softly at the small girl who giggled loudly and pulled the lion toy back into her arms.

"soy leon!" Ingrid couldn't understand Spanish, but somehow she knew what the toddler was implying, nodding happily as Isabel continued to babble in incoherent Spanish, entertaining herself by rushing between the two footballers who sat on opposite sides of the mat.

The distance became shorter and shorter, however, as the two footballers inched ever so slowly towards each other, their voices softening as the sky became darker and the space between them smaller.

The curly haired toddler fell exhaustedly into her mothers arms, dropping her lion beside her and cuddling up towards her mothers neck, successfully ending the ongoing conversation between the two adults.

"You are tired, mi amor?"

Instead of answering, she yawned loudly from her comfortable spot in Mapi's arms, Ingrid laughing softly at her tired face.

"I think it's time to head home for some dinner, if that's alright?" Mapi shifted nervously as she stood up, unsure if she should offer her hand to help Ingrid also.

Luckily for her and her decision making, the Norwegian stood up and picked up the blanket before Mapi had finished her internal debate.

"Of course!" Ingrid flushed crimson, her mind and body brought right back down to Earth, the floating feeling slowly evaporating as she folded up the blanket, an uncomfortable silence falling over the duo.

Mapi was right in her prediction that Isabel would fall asleep as they walked home, and Ingrid laughed as she noticed that the girl had passed out almost instantly when she was placed down in the pram, tucked into a blanket and hidden away from the rest of the world with a scarf that Mapi used as a makeshift curtain.

The walk home went quickly and the trio were back in the brightness of the apartment complex before they knew it.

"Thank you for taking me with you this evening." Ingrid smiled gratefully, pulling Mapi into a soft hug.

The Spaniard tried to stop herself from melting into those strong arms, but she was rendered speechless, her heart rate sky rocketing and her eyes closing.

She regained her vocal abilities once the hug broke, clearing her throat awkwardly and averting her eyes. Those green eyes were too much for the Spaniard, they made her palms sweaty and her heart beat too fast for her liking, so she resolved to just not look at them.

"It's no problem. Thank you for keeping me company. It was nice to talk to someone whose entire vocabulary isn't just limited to 'Mami' and 'lion'."

Ingrid laughed, and Mapi realised again that the sound of her laugh had the same effect on her as those sparkling eyes.

As they said goodnight and retreated to their own rooms, Mapi also realised she was well and truly fucked.

Because she couldn't date, there was no time.

But she had fallen for the Norwegian, hard and fast, and she didn't think there was much she could do about it.

"Your Mami is so silly, Isabel!"

~~~~~~

yay finished

I haven’t done much romantic writing so I’m worried that this will be painful for everyone to read (like it was for me) but let me know what you think!

if you have any requests please let me know, i will either add them in or write something about them at some other point (i have seen the ones that have been sent in and i will be writing them, just have to go through planning stages first)

i also was inspired from the olympics and have written a blurb of isabel as a teen competing in a sport (5 cents to anyone who can guess which sport) so please let me know if you'd be interested in reading it hahahah

and also let me know if you see any mistakes because i edited this all in one go and was too lazy to do a final read :)

(in summary, let me know)

have a nice day x

#mapi leon #mapi leon x ingrid engen #alexia putellas #ingrid engen #woso #woso fanfics #barca femeni #fcb femení #woso imagine

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Don Lorenzo’ trivia (src: EGOIST BIBLE 2)

☆ Character's color: Zombie Purple.

☆ Weapon : Zombie Step.

☆ Birthday: 4th July.

☆ Current age: 19 (at the start of NEL).

☆ Zodiac: Cancer.

☆ Nickname: "The Star Eater"

☆ Birthplace: Florence, Italy.

☆ Family: Father. Mother. Older brother. Older brother. Himself. "I don't know after that."

☆ Current height: 190 cm.

☆ Foot size: 31 cm.

☆ Dominant foot: Right.

☆ Blood type: O.

☆ Visual acuity: 1.5

☆ Grip strength: 66 kg.

☆ Motto: "Life is not something to be thrown away."

☆ Team: Ubers.

☆ Starts playing football: At age 6.

☆ Hobby: Wild parties "Don-chan loves lively atmosphere ♪"

☆ Favorite food: Caramel popcorn. "It's fine as long as it's super sweet."

☆ Dislike/hated food: All mint-flavored food.. "What's the point of having a minty mouth."

☆ What goes best with rice: "SUSHI!"

☆ Favorite animal: Anaconda. "Just watching them gives me chills. Do you get it?"

☆ Favorite season: Spring. "Because the whole world feels light and fluffy."

☆ Favorite manga: Jujutsu Kaisen.

☆ Favorite movie: Seven Samurai. "Kurosawa's films are the best!"

☆ Favorite music: Uptown Funk.

☆ Favorite football player: Paolo Maldini.

☆ Favorite subject: Gambling. "Huh? There no such thing?"

☆ Ideal type: "A girl with cute smile who I can hang out with ♡"

☆ At what age he experiences first love: “I don’t know. I fall in love too quickly!”

☆ The first time he got confessed to: “Never have one. I always fall in love first, and I always end up disliking them first.”

☆ Fixation: Smiles. "Girls with cute smiles are the best!"

☆ What would make him happy: "Giving me money. Giving me work. Giving me love."

☆ What would make him upset: Arrest. "No bad things, ok?"

☆ What he thinks his strength is: Super Ultra Super Positive ♪

☆ What he thinks his weakness is: Can't live thinking about the future.

☆ What made him cry recently: “When my favorite actor committed s**c*d*.”

☆ Usual sleeping hour: 5 hours. "I wake up easily."

☆ Place he washes first when taking a bath: His eyes. "No particular reason, just instinctively my eyes."

☆ What will he do if received 100 million yen: "Play poker in Las Vegas!"

☆ At what age he stops receiving presents from Santa: "I’m still getting them, you know? Hope!"

☆ What was his last wish from Santa: Dreams, hopes, and love.

☆ How he spent his holiday: "Drinking, gambling, girls, and partying♪"

☆ What will he do during his last day on Earth: "Earth’s Last Party ♪ Yay~~!!"

☆ If he hadn't encountered soccer, what will he be doing: "I'd be dead in in a gutter!"

☆ If he could only take one thing to a deserted island, what would it be: "Money. My entire fortune. I’d like to try living with stacks of useless cash."

☆ If he had a time machine, would he go to the past or the future: "The future, of course ♪ I want to experience all the things that have evolved into even more pleasurable experiences!"

note: i want to apologize in advance for any mistake made in the translation!

#blue lock #don lorenzo #trivia: profile #trivia: don lorenzo #trivia #our translation

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yakumtsaki · 6 months ago

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Dear readers, we've been through so much together and you know at this point it takes a lot for me to describe a situation as 'out of control'.. yet here we are. So Kea moves in and the following happens in the span of like 2 hours:

Barth beats up Felina.

Kea beats up Spice.

Barth beats up Cyan.

Felina beats up Barth. Like seriously, ENOUGH. I've decided that next generation when we're at the third cousin tier relation I'm just gonna let whoever wants to date a cousin do it because holy hell, breaking them up has been a disaster. Everyone is near aspiration failure, everyone has shit grades, we're BROKE, and to top it all off..

-HELLO AGAIN

Why. WHY IS THIS HAPPENING WE DON'T OWE ANY BILLS LIKE THIS IS LITERAL THEFT. I also love how everyone is already so miserable so the repoman just comes and takes all the fun objects we can't afford to replace, FML

Barth's aspiration meter is absolutely pathetic as a result of everyone viciously assaulting him and desperate times call for desperate measures..

-Well well.. If it isn't Glitched Butler #9.. How's it hanging? ;)

-Same as always, I'm here to not cook and to open the doors we no longer have thanks to Baby.

-You know what, I'm too depressed to seduce you so will you just sleep with me?

-As you well know my butler programming prohibits me from doing anything helpful!

FFS. It's ok Barth, I will fulfill your throw a party want, I don't see how anything could go wrong with the situation in this house being what it is!

-Hey there! Join our party! Sleep with me! I COMMAND YOU

Barth please get it together.

-I CAN'T FUNCTION ROMANTICALLY BECAUSE I'M SO SAD BUT I REFUSE TO THROW ANY WANTS THAT DON'T INVOLVE ME SLEEPING WITH SOMEONE

OK DO YOU MAYBE SEE THE PROBLEM WITH THAT APPROACH

-NO

-Ugh, Spice is so hot when he's crying after I beat him up.

Ok Kea, I'm only gonna ask this once: are you fucking kidding me????

-What? It's only natural to be attracted to your girlfriend's ex who is her cousin and your enemy.

I'm just gonna pretend I didn't see this shit and move on.

So I have invited several of Barth's existing and potential lovers to this party and my goal is to figure out who, if anyone, I'm gonna marry him to. Now please enjoy this sequence of events:

a) Barth is flirting with my current top spouse pick, Stella Terrano, and it's going great!

b) Barth leaves Stella Terrano to go sleep with GODDAMN GUNNAR. Since I can't seem to shake this fucker off, the only option remaining is to give him a ridiculous fake accent to make him bearable.

-Oi luvs you, Barth!

-Why are you talking like a servant from Downton Abbey? Also who the hell caught me cheating now?

Who knows or cares? Let's continue:

c) Barth goes downstairs to beat up Cyan.

d) Klara aka my former top spouse pick attempts to leap into Barth's arms and HE LETS HER DROP

-Äääääh mein arsch!

-Sorry Klara but I refuse to get caught cheating by Gunnar..

-..unless it's with Stella Terrano!

LOL OMG, I really thought I'd have to marry him to fucking Gunnar due to THIS SHIT:

But God's mercy finally shines upon me!!!

Oh man I'm so upset by this >:)

-Ha culd youse do 'is, ya broke ma 'eart!!!

-What?

-Oh my, turtles are considered the sexiest animal in my planet👽

Stella ffs. Oh well, so sad, goodbye Gunnar, I was really hoping to add your freakish lack of chin into our gene pool but looks like I won't have the chance huhu!

e) Barth flirts with Stella again and is caught cheating AGAIN..

f) ..by Sarah Love who I keep forgetting exists but man that's a HARDCORE slap, she legit got her fingers in his eyeball(s)

-SORRY WHATSYOURNAME BUT I THINK BLINDING ME IS A BIT OF AN OVERREACTION

Yay! See Barth, our amazing party did the trick and now everything is gonna be ok!

-IM BLIND IM BLINDDDD I CAN'T SEE

Excuse me?! You know what Barth I'm done helping you, nothing is ever good enough for you!

#gen 4 #unions #ts2 #long post

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2000sangel · 1 year ago

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AH OMG (I'm the one who requested the husk coworker one! If you wanna call me anything 💜 is fine!) I LOVE IT OMG PLEASE DO A PART TWO ITS SO CUTE

Good day, 💜!! Here's your part 2, you weren't the only one who asked for it! I hope you enjoy, I'm quite proud of this one even if it's just double the length of the original - no warnings, just fluffiness :3

Here's Part 1 for anyone who hasn't read it yet!

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Actions Speak Louder - Part 2

You’d think the night following your first kiss with the demon you’ve had a soft spot on for a while would be full of wonder, hours spent daydreaming about what you and him could possibly become after this, and well, in a sense it kind of is.

At first the giddiness about it all is what’s keeping you awake; no matter how many times you toss and turn in your bed, or how many times you try to engage in an activity such as reading or simply staring at the ceiling waiting for tiredness to take over you... nothing seems to be working.

But, as time inevitably passes, something else becomes the reason why you can’t get to sleep. The room adjacent to yours happens to be Husk’s, but he doesn’t seem to be having as much trouble falling asleep as you are: in fact, he’s snoring so loudly that you can barely hear your own thoughts at this point.

You even wonder what makes you love him at some point, this should probably be your last straw – jokingly, of course. It would be a little silly if you really couldn’t sleep all night because of his snoring, so at what you guess is probably way too late of a time to be doing this you lazily get up from your bed, wrapping a blanket around your form, and make your way in front of Husk’s door.

Something about Husk that makes you appreciate him a lot is how he doesn’t lock his room at night; it doesn’t seem like much, rather it’s probably unsafe and not a good idea overall, but he knows not to fear most of the residents of the Hotel anyways and his reasoning for it is rather sweet; sometimes, someone will have a particularly rough night, and he’s open to hearing them out at any hour. He wouldn’t want to miss the knock on his door, so he just prefers leaving it open in the first place.

So you open it, careful not to make too much noise as everyone else is probably sleeping as well; you navigate through the room with difficulty, as the only light source happens to be the red moon outside of the window, but eventually your knee touches something soft that you’re safe to assume is the bed...the snoring seems awfully close too, after all.

You whisper, “Husk, hey.”

Too quiet, doesn’t seem to be working. You try being louder and gently shaking his shoulder.

“Husk, you’re snoring, wake up...”

There’s a grumble coming from him and finally the snoring stops, your ears thanking you profusely. He mumbles something before you hear him shift and sitting up, his tail accidentally brushing against your leg in the process.

“What...who is it?” he asks, voice deeper than usual; your heart might have skipped a beat. He struggles for a bit but he eventually manages to reach the lamp on his night table, turning it on; “Oh, ‘s you-“

“Yeah, sorry, you were...snoring very loud.” Suddenly it dawns on you how awkward this conversation is, especially with everything that happened earlier in the evening; “Just make sure you sleep on your side or something, man.”

“Ah, shut it...” he retorts, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

You stretch tiredly and turn on your heels to leave his room and go back to yours, pretending the snoring was your biggest issue, but his tail unexpectedly wraps around your ankle, almost making you trip and make a fool of yourself.

“...Stay for a bit, will ya?”

“...Oh, sure thing. You’re not upset I woke you up?” You ask, sitting down next to him. Silence fills the room, before he groans and mumbles something. Your eyebrow arches;

“Can’t really hear you, I’m exhausted.”

“I said, I was dreaming ‘bout you anyways. So it’s like...”

You patiently wait for him to continue, a blush spreading across your cheeks. The light from the lamp is fairly dim, so hopefully he doesn’t catch that – he’s looking away anyways.

“Ah, whatever.”

“No, now I...kind of want to know.”

“It’s like, better to have you actually here. See I was a romantic once, now it jus’ doesn’t hit the same.”

“Oh.” Is the only thing you manage to let out. He’s just about to tell you to go back to sleep and forget about it, when your lips part once again; “Well, it kinda does hit. I was thinking about you too, after all.”

“Ah.” It’s his turn to be speechless. You’re not really sure what to do, all you want to do is honestly lie down next to him and cuddle into his soft chest – that would be kind of out of pocket though, you guess, but tiredness is taking over.

“Listen. What...”

“What are we, Husk?”

You ask in unison, surprising each other in the process. He blinks at you, and you blink back, both waiting for an answer from the other. You guess he’s been romantic enough tonight, asking you to stay and confessing to have been dreaming about you, so it’s your turn now.

“This is silly, I could’ve waited until tomorrow to talk to you about this, but I just...am impatient, I guess. I really enjoy your company-“ It’s like the hours at the bar fly by when we’re working together, you want to say, “Certainly more than I enjoy a friend’s. The kiss was also...something I’ve been waiting for. B-But if you want to give it time...!”

“I’m fine.” He immediately replies, “Really. Don’t think I’ve ever felt more comfortable. Which is weird ‘cause I’m surrounded by sinners and owned by an Overlord, but with you I forget all that.”

In the end, none of you ends up answering the original question out loud. You guess you both already know by the way your hand fits so well into his own; by the way he gently cups your face, retracting his claws to avoid hurting you, and kisses you once again, ever so cautiously.

In love, that is what you are.

#husk x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin x reader #x reader #hazbin hotel fanfiction #husk hazbin hotel #husker x reader #husker #part 2

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isamajor · 4 months ago

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Whumptober 2024 (day 1 to 5)

Yay, finally @whumptober's month is here ! I'm a bit late, but my brain fog won't lift so I hope this five first drabble with, as usual, Skyrim's cvf, will be ok :D

No. 1: RACE AGAINST THE CLOCK (search party)

The weight of the dragon had caused a great tremor and the ground opened up beneath its feet. The ground was swallowed up and the Dragonborn with it, leaving a gaping hole revealing the hidden depths of an ancient Dwemer ruin.

Kaidan rushed to the edge of the hole, screaming the Dragonborn's name as the dragon circled above them.

"We absolutely have to go get him, he's probably injured, or...", Lucien called out, his voice half-choked with anguish.

"I'll get the dragon's attention. Grab some ropes and go. Time is running out!", Taliesin shouted. (99)

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No. 2: TRUST ISSUES

The Dragonborn watched Nebarra from across the campfire, the flames casting shadows over his moonstone helm. A pit settled in their stomach. Trust came hard, and with Nebarra, an Altmer mercenary who fought for the Dominion, it was harder still.What if Nebarra had sold them to the Thalmor in exchange for amnesty for his desertion from the army? The Dragonborn's chest tightened. Behind the visor of his helmet and beneath the layer of all his trauma, it was hard to imagine everything that could be going on in Nebarra's head.

"You don't trust me.", Nebarra finally said.

The Dragonborn swallowed. "Should I?" (105)

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No. 3: SET UP FOR FAILURE (wongfully arrested)

His friends have warned him hat curiosity could prove perilous. Lucien barely had time to react when the guards grabbed him. Rough hands yanked his arms behind his back, twisting them painfully as shackles clanged around his wrists.

“I-I’m not a spy! Please, I was just... !”

“Save it for the Jarl, Imperial scum.”, one of the guards sneered, shoving him face-first into the dirt.

Lucien’s heart pounded, panic rising.

“This is a mistake!” He tried to struggle, but a heavy gauntlet slammed into his ribs, forcing a gasp from his lungs and tears from his eyes.

“Jarl Skald doesn't take kindly to Tullius’ dogs sniffing around.” (105)

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No. 4: HALLUCINATIONS

The Dragonborn woke abruptly, heart pounding. They saw the others wide-eyed, in the dim light of the Dawnstar Inn. All were silent, but their haunted gazes spoke volumes. Ever since they had set foot in the Pale Hold, Vaermina had tormented their minds with nightmares, forcing them to stay awake for fear of what awaited them in their sleep.

Hours passed. Shadows crawled along the walls, whispering. The Dragonborn rubbed their eyes, but the crawling figures didn't stop. Auri trembled, eyes darting as if she saw something the others could not. Inigo flinched at unseen enemies.

Outside, the wind howled like laughter. (104)

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No. 5: SUNBURN (healing salve)

Taliesin, his face red and blistered from hours of walking through the glistening glaciers, grimaced as Xelzaz surveyed the damage.

“It’s worse than I thought.”, Xelzaz muttered, reaching into his satchel for a greasy pot of salve.

Taliesin groaned, eyeing the thick concoction with obvious disgust.

“Does it have to be so… greasy?”

“Unless you want your face to peel, yes.”, Xelzaz replied, spreading delicately the salve over the Mer’s burned skin.Taliesin winced and grimaced, but didn’t protest further, letting the Argonian work.

“...I guess I’ll have to thank you for saving my handsome face, then.” (96)

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angelpuns · 7 months ago

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Something really neat about living on a farm with like 3-4 generations of a family is that you get hand me down bed frames. And they're uncomfortable and you always need a box spring, but they're SOLID WOOD. They're durable asf.

Anyway I've been suffering general body aches for the last two years cause of the condition of my bed/mattress among other things ( both hand me downs, durable but the MF box spring HURTS) and I also more recently had a footboard, which meant I couldn't have my fan at the end of the bed which means I'm fucking hot all the time. I eventually see a daybed at a local antique store. Immediately want. Its perfect, fits the vibe of my room, immaculate. FAN ACCESSIBLE WHICH IS SO IMPORTANT. Turns out my grandma has one that isn't 'probably haunted' and costs 0 dollars and maybe a couple of hours of labor. So 2-3 hours of taking beds apart, transporting, putting em back together, I have a daybed. Yay. Dream come true. And this shit is so comfortable. Its amazing. no box spring needed I sleep like a baby, for the most part. Mental issues aside.

Anyway TODAY IT FUCKING BROKE. BECAUSE ITS NOT WELL MADE AND I AM A FAT DUDE OK. Whatever no big deal put it back together and plan to get some plywood as some extra strength but ITS no big deal

Well it is now 4 am and considering I work the longest shifts this week I have worked in a while, the wood has become number one priority CAUSE THAT SHIT BROKE AGAIN WHEN I WAS LAYING ON IT. RAGHH.

Morale of the story and the tldr is this particular bed is shit and I should have bought the almost definitely haunted antique daybed :)

#ahaha #anyway #its not major but i was already not sleeping well tonight #so #not a great way to get me to sleep :/#also i have si much goijg on this week hghh #v not ready for that #the thing is that the fixing is easy #but its so frustratinf that it keeps breaking #the spindles are held up by these fuckig plastic bits #and since the bed is meant to be a little flexible it tends to stretch a bit under the weifht #of me #and also i did previously have a 20 lb weighted blanket on here #but not usually at the same time as me so i dint thibk it was affectung ut #augh #frustrating #queue

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jalicecookie · 1 month ago

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Heaven(ly) Mornings

You are an absolute morning person…morning angel…unfortunately, that doesn't apply to your Mommy. Lute hates being woken up early…she hates it with all her heart.

"Mommy?" - you gently tap your sleeping Mother on the left cheek.

"Mommy wakey-wakey!" - your little hand now tried to 'gently' stroke Lute's not-so-perfect left hair side…but even in her sleep, Adams-second in command instincts, were damn good.

She didn't even have to open her eyes, to grab your wrist within a few seconds and stop you from trying to wake you up again.

"Forget it! Get your paws away or I'll practice my next knife throwing lesson on you!" - growled Lute, annoyed.

It was clear, that she didn't want to be woken up.....yet

And Lute certainly didn't want to be woken up so early, by her little almost 2 1/2 year old daughter.

The little toddler knew exactly, that Lute wanted to sleep in and her daugther had…..thanks to Adam's spoiling nature towards the ´new future dangertitts junior angel baby girl´ , lots of toys and a tablet was also in her room…..why was her daughter getting on her nerves so early now of all times?

"Miku and Mommy breakfast! Miku hungry"

"Miku, you have five seconds to get out of my bedroom… otherwise Mommy will get very… VERY… angry" - said your Mommy, half asleep and half threatening, as she let go of your wrist and turned her back to you to go back to sleep.

But you are not intimidated or defiant by the reaction, after all you have known it for quite a while.

Lute is not a morning person and almost always reacts like that.

But you are still hungry… and after Sera gave you one of those realistic toy kitchens for your birthday and you really tried to eat one of the toy croissants , when you were really hungry for breakfast… Mommy hide the food accessories for the toy kitchen… at least before breakfast was over.

"Miku make coffee Mommy?"

A loud, annoyed groan escaped Lute and she buried her head deeper in the pillow and then gave you a very quiet, tired instruction.

"Why don't you wake up Vaggie? Then Mommy will enjoy her sleep for a few more hours… tonight we'll be working hard and Adam needs me in top shape… Mommy can't be in top shape if Miku keeps annoying me? Got it!?"

You understand completely and jump up and down euphorically. Of course you want to go and wake up your aunt!

"Yay Miku wakey wakey Auntie Gia!" - you say, giggling, and then run out of your mother's bedroom.

You know the way to Vaggie's apartment and Vaggie is used to early knocks on the door.

And of course you gave your mommy's angel sister a nickname that is easier to pronounce.

She wasn't Vaggie or….Vagatha to you (Sera sometimes says that when she's trying to be strict) - no, she was Gia to you. Auntie Gia.

And Aunt Gia is always soooooo cheerful and happy, when you knock on her apartment door and call her name.

And Aunt Gia makes the beeeeeest pancakes in all of heaven.

You don't hear on your way out, how Lute, despite having almost fallen back asleep, said the following words to you.

"Mommy loves you Miku, even if you´re a pain in the ass....but …when Mommy had enough sleep…....we can play together.....tell Vaggie to make some extra strong coffee, OK?"

Nobody could have guessed , that it would be the last morning when Lute would send you to the next flat, to saddle Vagatha/Vaggie with her sisterly duty of babysitting…..because the Exorcist angel in hell , would make the wrong decision to protect a child…..and force Lute to to rip her sister's halo away…..rip off her wings and take your auntie gia away from you.

Your aunt Gia.

Nobody suspected any of this to happen, on this beautiful heavenly morning.

And after Lute brought you to the other children, whose parents would once again fulfill their duty that day , to show those assholes in hell who has the power.....she knew you would be safe and sound.

A power whose rule-breaking m would bind Vaggie to the gates of hell for a long time…..but the worst was about to happen for the now former sisters.....a few hours after the death mission to hell.

It was so unusual and unpleasant, to be woken up the next morning.

Because it hasn't anything heavenly about it from now on.

Rather, it has a dark aftertaste.

Like cold bitter coffee.

THE END

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faerie-remuslupinsversion · 16 days ago

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ok the random ask post. you're gone. i'm bored. i have no sleep schedule

1 how often do you Beach as an aussie

2. what's your main book genre :33 might be in your intro post but also i have the memory of a concussed goldfish which has been repeatedly tasered

3. best subjects. like moodboard/vibe wise but also personally

Yay I’m so exited. Sorry I was walking to the shops to get toast milk and crumpets.

1. I live 5 a minute walk away from the beach but I don’t go outside so maybe once every week or so. I went swimming in this beautiful ocean bay two or so days ago, but that was an hours drive down the coast. I am incredibly lucky to live so near to the ocean but heat is my worst enemy and I mainly just stay inside all day. My brother goes out more and so do my mum and stepdad.

2. Idk. I’m reading some classics but I find them hard to get to. My dad downloaded the throne of glass audiobook onto my audible when I was seven and that started a hyper fixation on Sarah j mass’s books which I’m fervently trying to escape. I like old books and romance, thriller and philosophy stuff. I’m reading the secret history Jane eyre and crime and punishment right now. I really loved the illuminae series and how it broke the format of books with its semi comic scrapbook thing going on and I FUCKING LOVBVBERREEE BUNNY BY MONA AWAD. READ IT. READ IT NOWEEEEEWWWW. I WILL SEND YOU PHOTOS OF EVERY PAGE IF YOU NEED ME TO. PLEASE JUST READ IT. I read it in 2 days and it was like a fever dream. The writing is to die for and it’s just confusing enough for me to find it fun to decipher. Could not recommend more. Obviously Rebecca as you know but I also grew up on the odyssey and I can recite the first page of the Aeneid in Latin, thank you Steiner. I also really liked the book “playing Beaty bow” which I read in year 7 and “the bone sparrow” which I read in year 8, animal farm was great we did a play on it and I read it in my own time. I was the narrator in the play. Very fun.

3. Best subjects I am unsure what you mean but if you mean school subjects you may or may not be surprised that they are in order

-art

-English

-main lesson (it’s a Steiner thing it’s basically humanities art and English in one aka the best when it’s not fucking stupid)

-everything else is shit but I’m good at maths.

-I almost failed or because I just refused to do anything. I DONT WANT TO PLAY FUCKING PICKLEBALL.

A mood board of what I think I’m like (I have no clue) but here ya ago

A collage of my style/vibe+a pic of said ratty old docs because I think they’re a part of me

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imichelle-l-rigby · 1 year ago

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Reflections: Cillian Murphy’s Limited Edition

Season 3, episode 8

✨it’s almost Thanksgiving but I’m finally in the November episodes✨

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*I am a music prof (predominantly classical vocalist), and I LOVE listening to Cillian’s music choices! That being said, sometimes I won’t like a song simply because of a vocalist (it’s a professional hazard - sorry!) 👩‍🏫

** The following are my own observations/opinions. We may not agree, and that’s ok! That’s what makes music fun! 😊

*** I wouldn’t say I’m well-versed in Cillian’s music preferences, but I do enjoy them (for the most part). I always wind up adding to my own playlists after listening to Cillian’s recommendations.

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*snuggles up in my blanket with my tea* alright. Let’s do this 😎

🎵Set 1 (Kick in the Eye - Teenage Wildlife)

Kick in the Eye: 😎 what a cool way to start the show!

Teenage Wildlife: FINALLY some Bowie! I’m honestly impressed that he was able to wait this long to get a Bowie song in 😂. Bowie is a love/hate relationship for me. I like his music and LOVE covers, I just don’t like listening to Bowie’s voice. 😕 it actually makes me sad I don’t like him more, but I just can’t do it.

🎤Talking Break

Woo November!

Ooh uninteresting facts again!

“So delicious and dull”

“Nap for 13-15 hours at a time” - cries in tired teacher 😭😭😭😭

Cillian. Howwwww do you sleep with the light on?!?!?! HOW?????

I can see how it reflects a little of “Heroes”

I love his Moog synthesizer talk! THANK YOU FOR THAT, CILL!

🎵Set 2 (Good Listening - Générique)

Good Listening: ah yes, the swing/big band jazz days! I love it! ❤️

Ohh… an ident! Is this Duke??? Sounds like him.

I’m Beginning to See the Light: Duke is amazing. Hands down! And I loooooove the plunger mute - such a fun timbre! I love how he sounds so classy and raucous all at once. But who’s the vocalist??? The track list doesn’t tell me 😢

Générique: Miles! 😍 so Cool…. No words, just vibing.

🎤Talking Break

Ooh a soundtrack track! And of course they just improvised…

And yes - it was Duke!

Blues accordion. I am intrigued!

🎵Set 3 (Trouble in Mind - Slippin’ Into Darkness)

Trouble in Mind: yes. It is blues accordion. Why does this work??? 😅👍

Slippin’ Into Darkness: it’s got such a mix of styles! It’s gospel-like, rock, Motown, all sorts of stuff! I like! 😎

🎤Talking Break

An exclusive!

A reading from a memoir!

🎵Set 4 (Superstar -

Superstar: kinda cool how it starts with low bass and higher guitar melody. And the vocals sound like they’re in a cave. Fun cover!

Deep Blue Day: nice and atmospheric ☺️

Left Hand Path: this is like the previous 2 songs had a baby. I like it, but it just fits SO WELL in this set! 😂

🎤Talking Break

Lots of covers!!! Why are covers so good???

Irish music!

I’m glad he pronounced all that 😅

🎵Set 5 (The Trees They Do Grow High - Travel Size)

The Trees They Do Grow High: I must say this sad/angsty feel fits the folk song so well, but it’s also quite jarring if you know the song well!

Travel Size: ooooh this is so pretty! I like that this embraces treble for so long! Very few songs will do that today. Then halfway through it gets intense and mysterious! And of course a random sax 🎷 because why not??? ✨might be my fave for this episode✨

🎤Talking Break

“Brand new tunage”

Yay! More new music!

🎵Set 6 (Vampire Empire)

Vampire Empire: monotone, but so fun! Even though it’s new, it sounds like ‘70s music! And I like the upward leap on “chills” - great touch 👍

🎤Talking Break

Controversy over Yorkshire Man!

I love that the best guess is “idk” 😂

🎵Set 7 (Farewell, Farewell - I’ll Keep It With Mine)

Farewell, Farewell: beautiful vocals! I like this a lot. I always do appreciate folklike undulating melodies

I’ll Keep It With Mine: same group, but this time it’s got a Joan Baez vocal quality. ❤️

✨These 2 are awesome✨

🎤Talking Break

“Lots of covers on the show tonight, which I wasn’t prepared for, but I can handle, I think, just about”

🎵Set 8 (Everything - Barcelona)

Everything: yes - awesome jazz! I do love newer, experimental jazz styles. 👍

Barcelona: absolutely beautiful, but I am genuinely confused as to why he’s got an Italian lyric in a song about a Spanish city. So confused, in fact, that I googled! If what I found is correct, that makes this song even more poignant and meaningful. It is speculated that the Italian comes from Verdi’s opera Macbeth. Makes much more sense now.

🎤Talking Break

Gotta love how he’s obsessed with music from the beginning of his career

🎵Set 9 (Atmosphere - Toast)

Atmosphere: no, I don’t think I like this. 😳

If I Fall Under: this is more groovy!

Toast: … this is not what I expected 😅😂 I don’t even know how to explain it! 😂😂

🎤Talking Break:

“That was good, wasn’t it? That was… energetic” - no Cill. No. 😂

Ask a reasonable question!

Dude. That’s a lot of posters! 🙀

🎵Set 10 (Timing, Forget the Timing - Bukom Mashie)

Timing, Forget the Timing: this is a fun disco/synth track! 💃 🕺 🪩

Got to Get Your Own: oh yes - I honestly kinda am sad that the flute was only heard in ‘60s pop/jazz and didn’t really go further. It’s so iconic, it honestly needs to come back into mainstream (course maybe that’s what Lizzo is trying to do?)

Bukom Mashie: ok now this is fun! Awesome bass and percussion, but the brass feels so jazz! JAZZ FLUTE. YES. ✨fave jazzy piece of the evening✨

🎤Talking Break

The end! 😢

Improv one-take pieces. Yes, please!

“Mind yourselves”

🎵Set 11 (Marginalia #59 - Copenhagen One)

Marginalia #59: this reminds me of Olivier Messiaen. He was famous for using bird call as inspiration, even transcribing bird calls and writing them into his compositions.

Chant: I can kinda see how this is like a chant. It’s not got a defined meter or beat, and it centers around one predominant tone. Interesting!

Copenhagen One: super atmospheric - perfect for sleepy time. It reminds me of something in particular, but I can’t think of what. Could certainly be used as film score.

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Thank you so much for reading! If it’s Thanksgiving for you this week, eat plenty and enjoy the day with loved ones! 🥰

Tag list:

@iammrsrogers @deliciousnutcomputer @mariamoonie @brownskinsugarplum76 @look-at-the-soul @kj-davis @neverroad @teapothollow @thepurplearmyposts @possessedmarshmallow

#cillian murphy #cillian murphy’s limited edition #bbc 6 music

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smalife1234 · 5 months ago

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It's our 6th weekly smiles!! I can't believe we've made it this far on Tumblr 🥹!!

What made me smile this week?

Monday, 9/2/24 - today, we had the day off because it was Labor Day! And it is my favorite month! It is Spinal Cord Injury Awareness Month! And also my third human year as a Quadriplegic! Which for me is baffling to me! Sadly, the day didn't end well. Luz, our friend, ended up feeling sick and not feeling well! She had bad back pain! But we chilled for the day and slightly slept in knowing I could enjoy those few minutes of sleep without being panicked by time! That made me smile!

Tuesday, 9/3/24 - today we went back to school! And this week is shorter! Yay, so that's fun. In the first period, I continued working on my online assignments, and then we got a bunch of papers, but I didn't do any of them (don't worry, they're not due this week). At 9:30 Am, I got called for senior pictures! I walk in there all nervous but come to find the people are pretty enlightening! So that made me smile! (Keep in mind Matthew only got these senior pictures) But first, Matthew Tucker and Sydney all got their indoor photos. Many poses and pictures were done! (And surprisingly I don't think y'all know Matthew wears glasses!) But there were some shots of him that needed his glasses removed and we cannot wait to see those images once they're ready! We then head outside and get their outdoor photos! They had a blast knowing Sydney struggled to figure out how to sit in the chair lol. All in all, it was hectic yet fun, and we enjoyed missing most of the second period! Lol, and also, I started my period today, which is fun! I mainly chart this because of endocrinology information since they ask me these types of questions and I've always been bad at remembering! So I'm smiling knowing I'm taking better care of my health! We soon went home and enjoyed our night.

Wednesday, 9/4/24 - this morning I woke up in a pretty good mood! And then I chilled on the bus for a while. In the first period, I had to work on a very confusing assignment, which basically talked to the teacher about it, and I decided I'd work on it tomorrow! In the second period, I chilled as we got some notes and assignments we had to work on. Sadly, this assignment was pretty difficult as well, and it was hard to work on, but soon I got it done, and it went well! Then in the third, I got all my work done and had a pretty ok-ish salad, and then in the fourth, we chilled and talked about a really weird subject. Lol, today made me smile!

Thursday, 9/5/24 - today I sadly woke up with symptoms of feeling sick! Like runny nose and coughing! So that scared me a bit. I continued working on my assignment and actually started labeling some of the sticky notes that were required to label the large mannequin. I soon got the hang of it! I started labeling the mannequin. Sadly, I only got two things labeled, lol, so that was fun. Then, in the second period, we had a sub and started working on a worksheet! That was very long lol! But I got some of it complete (don't worry, it wasn't due until Tomorrow!). Then, in the third, we chilled and just learned about our brains! And how it can lie to us again that was super cool! In fourth I was pretty tired because I was feeling semi ok! I was scared I was going to get sick, but by the end of the day, we chilled for a while! And slept most of that night

Friday, 9/6/24 - today I sadly woke up sick and super congested! I could barely talk without my throat hurting and it sucked! On the bus, I kept coughing. Thankfully, I had thought the congestion had gone away in the first period. I was all right, but I was still coughing and sniffing! But I actually got my mannequin fully labeled and got my labeling sheets fully filled out! And colored coded it made me proud that I got all that work done! I was only two hours into my chemo session so I was pretty impressed with how well I was doing! Lol. Then, for the rest of the class, I worked on skeleton labeling and drew some magnification of muscles and tissues! I think I did ok! Then, in the second period, we had a sub who will now be our permanent substitute because we found out that Mrs. Mauney was having a baby! And that Monday, we'll get information, or however many days pass, we will get more news as our substitute gets it! We enjoyed the class as it was pretty chill. Sadly, we had a quiz on Matter and density! I think I did ok then I finished the rest of that worksheet sadly my back was killing me and my throat was not feeling great :/ that didn't make me smile! At lunch, I kept coughing but enjoyed my salad 🥗. Then, in the third period, we chilled and did a sheet that required us to answer questions from different websites. It was super easy, and I got it done by the end of class! Then, in the fourth period, we were doing notes, but I felt so tired and drained and kept coughing my lungs out; my throat hurt, and my back hurt more than anything! It was really miserable! But I was grateful it was fourth period and Friday so I could deal with this sickness in peace. Later on at home, I basically sat and chilled most of the day and then headed to bed around 8:03 P.m., which is not normal for me, so I definitely knew that the cold wore me out! Today was exhausting but it also made me smile!

Saturday, 9/7/24 - today, I woke up at 8:00 Am not normal for me, considering I almost always wake up around six in the morning. I sat on Instagram most of the day and continued coughing my lungs out. My throat hurt less today than it did yesterday, and luckily, the back roller trick I did yesterday or last night had worked, and my back pain, for the most part, was mainly gone! So that was good! And then I ate ramen that day and two bags of Takis the whole day, so my appetite wasn't completely shot, but it also wasn't that great either. I mainly took a chill day, to be honest, considering I had just gotten sick and I just had chemotherapy! But during my chill day, which wasn't a lot of work, we brought in a Walmart order, and then Matthew had to dump a whole thing of moldy food! Not fun at all and then he had to dump old peppers out! Again, it was not fun. Then we did laundry, and then we went to bed around nine p.m. Today was very boring yet chill, and it was exactly what I needed! Today made me smile!

Sunday, 9/8/24 - today, I woke up around 8:00 Am again, so not normal, but I am happy to report I am feeling much better! I do have a runny/blogged nose, but my throat barely hurts, and my back is not even sore! I'm glad I did most of my recovery at home, and I believe I only need two more days, and hopefully, I'll be back up and moving! Only time will tell. In the morning, I mainly chilled on Instagram, where I've been finding myself recently. Then, around 10 or 11:00 Am, we did some laundry and chilled. We mainly watched shows and casually relaxed! We were laughing at how floppy my body was and how horrendous our friend Luz's burp was! It was so hilarious, and then we saw Donny's old self (outfit) and tried to fit it in his wheelchair (and no, sadly, we don't have a picture). It went horribly wrong and sent everyone into abrupt laughter! Then, later in the day, we got some yummy pizza with pepper flakes! And Parmesan cheese (don't hate until you try it!) was very good. Matthew and Emmie had 5 slices well, almost 5! I had a few bites since I cannot chew pizza very well! But my few bites were delicious! I got a new outfit and enjoyed the chill afternoon watching shows with my baba and my babe drinking beer 🍻! Lol, we had a nice night, and now I'm going to end the entry here! Thanks for reading this whole week, and I'll see y'all next week. This whole day and week made me smile!

What made you smile this week?

Img desc #1: shows the tall mannequin skeleton with some blue labelings.

Img desc #2: shows Emmie smiling on a cruise near a glass wall with a brown handrail Emmie is seen wearing a pair of black sunglasses 🕶️ and a green short-sleeved shirt and blue jeans she is smiling while sitting in her electric wheelchair

Img desc #3: Matthew and Tucker are seen facing back to back. Matthew, seen on the left of the image, is seen smiling while his head is tilted back towards Tucker's head. He has a dark green buttoned-up long-sleeved shirt, and his hands are cuffed around his bicep area. He is standing near Tucker, giving a big smile. On Matthew's face is a pair of bulkyish pair of transparent glasses. Tucker, seen right of the image, is seen with his arms crossed, his hands cuffing around his biceps. His head is tilted back. He is wearing a white long-sleeved buttoned shirt and a golden and black colored blazer with a golden and black bowtie. There is a wooden background behind them. They are smiling very brightly.

Img desc #4: the large mannequin is seen standing on a grey desk with a few blue labels taped to the mannequin.

Img desc #5: doc is seen smiling slightly with her face red from coughing and sneezing all day. She is wrapped comfortably in Emmie's hoodie, grey sweatpants, and white socks. On Doc's lap is a big puffy pillow. A big brown pillow is seen behind her weak floppy Head!. She is very comfy!

Img desc #6: doc and Emmie are seen smiling in the dark near a building Emmie seen right of the image is seen smiling in her electric wheelchair wearing a white short sleeved buttoned up shirt with beige colored squares designed on her shirt paired with her shirt is beige colored shorts. Emmie's hands are propped up by her electric wheelchair. Doc who is seen left of the image is seen in her electric wheelchair and smiling while wearing a brown colored short sleeved shirt and black skinny jeans and brown shoes she is smiling big!

Img desc #7: doc is seen looking shocked while wearing a grey short sleeved shirt and grey colored sweatpants! She is seen near a group of friends and a glass transparent door.

Img desc #8: doc and Emmie is seen smiling doc is seen beaming with excitement! And seen wearing a black short sleeved shirt and grey sweatpants Emmie her wife seen wearing a white short sleeved shirt and smiling in her manual wheelchair they are seen near trees and a beautiful sunset 🌇.

Img desc #9: doc is seen asleep in a car with her head strap (she barely needs this as of right now but she is getting close and we wanted her to be comfy) her back was sore and her throat hurt and she kept sneezing sadly not a fun day! She is seen wearing a pink Hawaiian themed Short sleeved shirt and beige colored shorts her eyes are closed and she's fully conked out!

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incrediblygrassy · 5 months ago

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Samtember Day 2:Bird telepathy

"Come on. What does it even do?"

I am getting pretty sick of people who aren't Torres testing out their tech with me. Who is calling the shots here? Who ran the background checks? Who's stuff is it, and who's asking for it? That's what I always didn't like about the military: everything is on a need to know basis, and I never need to know, apparently.

"It lets you communicate with the birds."

Bucky from across the room cracked up laughing with no intent of stopping anytime soon. Yeah, I sure as hell didn't ask. The poor intern smiling at me like that was actually helpful doesn't deserve my oncoming long chat, though.

"Thank you, tell whoever sent you that they should expect a very in-depth report from me on how it works."

"Ok."

They still stood there all wide-eyed and practically vibrating with the urge to do something, most likely embarrassing.

I sighed before resetting, "Do you want a picture?"

"Yes! Thank you. Thank you. I love you so much! Yay! Thank you!"

Ah, the whole hero thing is possibly worse than a movie star. At least a movie star has a security detail. Heroes are expected to be able to protect themselves. The guy ran off looking so happy that it almost made up for it, though.

"Ah, is Captain America not a fan of children?"

"Hey, I love kids."

"What was that about anyways? I get useless upgrades all the time."

"Birds are girls in British speech."

"Oh, ha ha. Like I needed help. I mean, I am positively charming."

"Sure, whatever lets you sleep at night."

I knocked the ex-assassin in the ribs for good measure, and we took off towards the plane to our next mission we were probably over-qualified to help out some country who didn't want us and could handle themselves.

I was glad for them, though. It beats avoiding the press and politicians. I'd rather punch some bad guy than have to withstand a conversation with someone trying to exploit my image. I worked too hard to make it an image people can look to for the courage to have it twisted to help some political agenda. Plus, it's a whole four days in some beautiful country with the only slightly unnerving staring of the Winter Soldier.

"Dude, I thought we were past this."

"Naw."

This guy exudes peak little sibling energy. Which is ironic because he was the oldest. If I point out I don't like something, like snow or his staring, then he will specifically make sure that we're on a plane to Latvia in January where he intends to stare across at me for the entire trip just to screw with me.

I looked down at the tiny piece of tech added to the goggles of my suit to distract myself. I didn't know how I felt about some government brainiacs stealing my Wakandan gear from the dry cleaners. Seems a little illegal to me. If it happens again, maybe I'll have Bucky ask Shuri to chew them out. It's her brains they're sponging off of after all.

Plucking up an iPad from the floor as it slid past during the take-off, I started breaking down the basics of how it worked. I wanted to make sure it wasn't gonna be an open mic to all the helicopters around. What was the point even? I already have a radio to tap into all the friendly and sometimes not-friendly channels. If I wanted to talk to the birds, all I have to do is call them.

By the time I determined that the whole thing was safe even if I had no clue how it worked, Bucky was concked out in a very undignified manner I just had to snap a picture of. With a little over three hours until we landed, I figured it was safe to follow suit.

"Mornin' sleeping beauty."

"Ah, shove it, Barnes."

The insistent poking didn't stop.

"Alright, alright, I'm up."

The guy was down the stairs before I could even right myself. Or at least that's what I thought happened. He was gone gone. The guy is immune to sleep-induced slowness, I swear.

It's time to get debriefed. Bucky had better not decide midway that he couldn't handle the accented English and ask them to just give it in their native tongue again. He can understand it just fine, sure, but I'm left in the dark. Bucky has a very different idea of what essential information is.

I like knowing all the information. Too many times, we've walked into things unprepared, and it's ended with blood. The other side of being a celebrity nobody talks about is how many people hate you. Between myself and the Winter Soldier, we've checked just about every box for people's reasons to kill us in every country.

I actually feel safer in a different country than back in the States. Normally, the armed forces we are called in to help are just as surprised and irritated about us being there as the bad guys who were expecting them, not us. They don't account for our gear and skill sets. We walk away with a lot less bruises that way. If my sniper of a partner would quit insisting on doing everything hand-to-hand, it would be a lot less bruises. The scathing looks we got for our infringement on situations that the country had "under control" on the other hand. . . made up for the lack of colors on our skin.

That's the thing. Even if you expect the looks, the words, the hits, it never makes them hurt less. It just makes you tense up, and contracted muscles can't take as much damage. Not many are mad enough or drunk enough to take a swing of any sort at us, though. They don't have to say a thing, though. We see what they think of our presence.

Of course, nobody seems to like my presence no matter where I go or what I'm doing. That's why I'm doing what I want to do with the people I love to do it with. People don't like me, but I love people. If they're gonna make life tough, I'm gonna work to make it easier.

Bucky was at the bottom of the stairs, against which he leaned reading a book with one hand. He glanced up and flipped it closed and into some hidden pocket when I reached the bottom step.

"Ah, look who's finally up."

"Don't look so comfortable. You ready to go?"

"Ready when you are."

I started walking before continuing, "Don't be so indecisive."

"It's called being considerate."

"It's called being a pain."

"If you find pain from my kindness, I'll just have to be more rude."

"Oh, that'll be a sight to see. I didn't notice you were being kind."

"Wow, I'm glad they don't need you for your bird's eye view, for you are oblivious."

"Oblivious?"

"Oblivious."

I let him have it as we approached the base. No use appearing divided in front of people who don't even understand what we're arguing about.

"Wow, look what the cat dragged in."

"Ho, ho. Get a look at these songbirds."

"Hey, peacock. Ain't it time for you to head back south?"

"Yeah, we don't want you're eye sore around here."

The whispers weren't really whispering this time. They were pretty loud, almost as if they were coming through the suit's headset. I wasn't half as colorful as Steve, though, so they're just making fun out of principle. America isn't even south, though, guys.

So the crowd's more brash than usual. This is looking out to be a great start.

The higher-ups finally got done begrudgingly debriefing us. The only thing brightening their sour looks was Bucky's Latvian inquiries. He wasn't even listening to the answers he just wanted to give them the chance to not have to obey the rules of English grammar.

It was simple. In and out. Terrorists, hostages, the works. Something a small team would probably be better for, but the politicians back in Washington need something good to blow in the public's face that we did for the baltic states to cover up some equivalently gross deed.

I only let it happen because at least those good soldier's lives aren't at stake. I can't count the number of times we've walked into "easy" situations that turn out to have hydra or alien weaponry that blows the whole ordeal into another category.

It gets ugly fast.

"Ugg, they're back."

Well, good to see you too. Oh, don't give me that confused look.

"So, how do you feel about being stuck in a nest?" I asked Bucky once we cleared the compound.

"He speaks of nests. Poser."

What is that even supposed to mean?

Bucky answered as if the lingering voice wasn't there, "Eh, makes me feel like a glorified cop."

"Don't all these do that?"

"Yeah."

"Then we'll be fine and back in the States in time for the Sunday football game."

He shot me a look that said, "Now that's more my speed."

Then, a truck pulled up to whisk Bucky away to his sniper spot. I was left to be my own ride. Good thing I have a GPS in this thing because I don't remember how to get there at all.

Unfortunately, I was bombarded, not 20 seconds in, "Hey, bozo, watch where you're flying!"

"Abort abort! Bank left. Bank Left! *Donald Duck Noises* Who gave that idiot a license."

It doesn't make sense. With all the air rushing past, the only thing I can hear are the coms. Nobody is that snarky on the comms, usually upon seeing me.

"Hey, this is bird altitude, buck-o. Go a few hundred meters up if you want in the skies."

Bird altitude? Really? I'm sure there's some other environmentalist plan that doesn't inhibit my ability to get a job done that can be focused on for the 16 hours I plan to be in this country. I do not need a ticket for violating air space rules.

"Ah, Piper, isn't this a nice-- ahh!"

Where is the mute button on this thing? This idle chatter is driving me nuts.

"Yeah, us too buck-o."

What?

Oh, birds.

"No, really? What you thought we were chickens?"

There's a roof, I'm finding an off switch. This is gonna get me killed.

"Yeah, because if we have to hear you think, we're gonna do it ourselves."

Understood.

I'm issuing a formal complaint when I get back. I might enjoy writing this report.

Bucky's never gonna believe this one.

"SHUT UP!"

No bird telepathy today, that's for sure.

#marvel #fanfic #fanfiction #captain america #sam wilson #bucky barnes #samtember2024

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rtgame · 1 year ago

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why does everyone hate overwatch and especially overwatch 2? i know ppl hate it but i never see anyone say why. if anyone else wants to offer opinions in the notes i'd love to hear them. i'm not defending the game(s) i'm just curious

ok so recovering from surgery has fucked up my sleep schedule so bad i'm actually up and at my pc to answer this at 7 am on a sunday bc i have a lot to say and i didn't want to type this all out on my phone lol. (also i have to take my antibiotics in an hour so i might as well get up) this is going to be LONG because i have a lot of thoughts and a lot of reasons

i think the biggest one, just to get it out of the way, is that blizzard had a MASSIVE scandal over sexual harassment. this basically changed everyone's opinions on every blizzard property, but from what i understand, the overwatch team actually didn't have a harassment problem (FROM WHAT I KNOW), but obviously it still affected people's perception of the game and i'm not defending blizzard on this issue. i think several people should die over this.

anyways, i think one of the big things was blizzard randomly announced overwatch 2 back in 2019 to distract from them banning a pro hearthstone player over supporting the hong kong protests in an interview. the development of overwatch 2 brought overwatch 1 to a COMPLETE fucking standstill like. there was literally no actual update for 3 years because they moved the entire dev team to overwatch 2 so overwatch 1 was updated by a skeleton crew, which a lot of people weren't happy about (me included). the only real difference between 1 and 2, when 2 was announced, was that it was gonna have PVE, which was already weird because in the past they said PVE was going to be in overwatch 1 and now it's not?

and then overwatch 2 finally comes out and it's like. there's no PVE. it's "coming later." they later admit that the PVE campaign was cancelled back in 2021 (remember overwatch 2 came out late 2022) BUT THEN KEPT ADVERTISING THAT OVERWATCH 2 WAS GONNA HAVE THE PVE CAMPAIGN? THEY LITERALLY JUST LIED TO EVERYONE FOR A FUCKING YEAR?

it took like 3 years for overwatch 2 to come out and at launch, all it had to offer was 3 new heroes and a few new maps and its like, if they just kept developing overwatch 1 we would've had way more by 2022.

overwatch 2 is also free to play, which is like, that's fine on paper, yay everyone gets to play it, but in practice it means that overwatch 2 is rife with microtransactions. skins cost like $26. new heroes cost AT LEAST $10 depending on when you buy them (or you can spend a ridiculous amount of time unlocking them for free) and its like. i fucking bought overwatch 1 for $40, these characters and skins would've been goddamn free in overwatch 1, i'm not spending money on this. ALSO I SPENT $40 TO BUY THIS GAME WHY THE FUCK AM I SPENDING MORE MONEY TO UNLOCK CHARACTERS???? there's some PVE missions available in game now but they're nothing like what was promised and they. also. obviously. cost. fucking. money. and i already spent $40 on the first game.

also there's a battle pass now for monetization reasons and i fucking hate most battle passes. the microtransactions in this game are fascinating because they make the overwatch 1 loot boxes look good.

also, they started the overwatch league in 2018, which is like, professional overwatch gaming, and i really liked watching it (and even went to some games irl) (i won a raffle there once!), but then they started balancing the game around the pro competitive scene which kinda made it hard for casuals to enjoy because they would keep changing the casual game mode (quick play) to be more in line with competitive, which was getting balanced around like 0.001% of players, which just made it less fun lol.

+ when they released overwatch 2, it went from 6v6 to 5v5 which was a change i never liked because my usual team was 6 people so this means that we have to rotate someone out, and they removed the 2nd tank role when switching the game to 5v5 which was uh... my main role was off tank... which they fucking removed.... because the game's 5v5 now. my main (dva) feels borderline unplayable in 5v5 because she kinda just sucks now lol. idk i don't really like the flow of the game or how short team fights are with 5v5 and i absolutely hate being the only tank. i think 6v6 was the perfect balance for overwatch but that's been thrown out the window.

ALSO they removed capture point maps which i actually did enjoy and im still salty over this

tldr basically it's like. overwatch 1 died for 3 years and blizzard killed its momentum for overwatch 2 but then overwatch 2 has literally nothing new to it and it's just overwatch 1 but worse. we waited 3 years for literally nothing.

although, i will say i saw a lot of people online make fun of the game when they announced lifeweaver because he's, iirc, a pansexual thai man, and honestly, that never sat right with me because like. it was a bunch of online leftists making fun of the game for being.... too diverse? or feeling like it was checking off a list and i was never comfortable with it because like, even just 6 years ago we would not have gotten a character like him in an AAA game. i think it's because one of the studios under blizzard posted their "diversity tool" that they used to diversify their game and it was really fucking weird and gave points to characters depending on their race and sexuality and etc, and i think they even used overwatch characters as an example, which was REALLY weird, because the tool was being used by king and not the team developing overwatch and even the dev team called it out like "we don't fucking use this, what is this shit lol, stop using our characters for this"

also lifeweaver was made by a thai person on the team to represent his own culture so i genuinely don't think he was made with the diversity tool lol.

idk i still think representation is important and i think making fun of him was weird since like. pan thai men definitely exist irl. idk. it was weird as fuck and this is probably the only thing i'll actively defend overwatch on. #LeaveLifeweaverAlone or whatever. i mean he sucks in game but that's bc his abilities are lame and his healing is shit, not because he's pan lol

but also why do they keep making their japanese characters ninjas lol. i like playing kiriko but man why can they all wall climb.

also like, the final thing, regarding everyone else hating it is like, im gonna be blunt, i think a lot of times the internet will just randomly turn on something it loved (marvel (rightfully honestly), borderlands, someone provide more examples) and say it sucks/its cringe/etc because loving something is #Cringe and hating everything is #Cool or whatever, and overwatch has reached that phase of its life, and all the issues i mentioned above really didn't fucking help. the internet adores its hate trains yknow

idk genuinely my relationship with overwatch is super fucking complicated as someone who loved/loves the game. i really do like a lot of the characters and i think the game is still fun SOMETIMES, but it's definitely lost that spark it had in 2016 thanks to shit management and blizzard focusing on the wrong things. i think a lot about a world where blizzard didn't suck and overwatch never had all this shit happen to it.

also WOW IM SORRY this is so rambly i've had like 4 hours of sleep and this is just something i do feel strongly about since the game is/was important to me and quite literally changed my life, so it sucks to see how it turned out. when i was 16 i really was enamored by this game where the whole premise was fighting for the future and it was just optimistic about the future, and i think that really was important for me at the time, as dumb as that is. a game being like "hey, the future's gonna be awesome" during a year that was really nerve-wracking for me was something i did need at the time. it really does suck that overwatch's own future wasn't as bright as the future it was envisioning.

#LONG POST #talking about all this actually made me kinda sad LOL #i would kill to go back to 2016 overwatch genuinely #sorry for dropping this on everyone at fucking 7:30 AM on a sunday

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weirdo09 · 2 years ago

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what are your atsv hcs??? :D

YAY!!!! someone asked !!!!

hi ollie :]]]]

ok so the aranchkids r all datin each other (except for gwen n miles) like miles - pav margo n hobie hobie - pav miles margo n gayatri pav - gayatri miles n hobie i thought a bf for gwen he’s pretty cool 😎(miles n hobie have the tism while gwen pav n margo have adhd, they’re also all polyamorous)

i’mma do like individual hcs now :))

first gotta start w my boy, miles !

he’s transmasc genderfluid n bisexual(with a male preference)

pronouns r he/she/they(just like me ^^)

him n gwen r queerplatonic

he blasts selena every chance he gets(thank mama rio for that <3)

he’s catholic(not really a headcanon but not really canon either)

gets the munchies real bad, he cannot go anywhere without a couple of snacks

was definitely that kid that couldn’t have too sugar

ipad kid

mama’s boy(not really a headcanon but c’mon)

has wanted grills but his parents instantly dissed the idea

carries around all sorts of lip glosses n chapsticks, no chapped lips on his watch

talks in solely spanish when he’s angry or real excited

has freckles(it’s canon but whatevs)

next is my girlie, gwen !

she’s trans n bisexual(the trans part is basically canon but 🤷🏾‍♀️)

pronouns - she/they

she loves punk rock(what her n hobie bond over)

she plays the guitar but drums is more her choice

has the best fashion sense besides hobs n pav

is the certified weird girl of the group /aff

loves 2000’s fashion

her music taste is generically white

once thought she was lesbian until she saw miles

loves no doubt n bikini kill

had a puppy crush on miles

her n penni r besties (canon 2 me)

onto hobie 😎

he doesn’t care about labels

pronouns - any

possess a certain gender most want

looks so cool but once you getta know him he’s such a loser /aff

the troublemaker of the group

since he doesn’t believe in consistency, his style changes but it mostly returns back to punk

uses a bunch of british slang intentionally to confuse the others

is definitely one of those ‘kiss your homies goodnight’ kinda guy(so is miles but don’t feel like addin it)

when he’s overstimulated/goes nonverbal, he talks through his guitar or signs(all the gang know bsl n asl so it’s all good 👍🏾)

my all time fav, pav !!

he’s transmasc n pansexual

his pronouns - he/she/xe/they

has tons of energy

needs all 10 hours of beauty sleep

rants in hindi(i’m assuming that’s what language he speaks but someone correct me if it’s somethin different)

talks way too fast, hobs sometimes translates

has random urges to scream

the mom friend of the group(miles is too again too lazy to add)

sometimes he hangs on the ceiling, says it helps him think

finally, my girl margo !!!

she’s transfem n bisexual(with no particular preference)

pronouns - all

prefers virtual reality to humans

very awkward

had a hello kitty phase from ages 6 to 11(it comes back sometimes)

loves beyoncé n 90’s r&b

can hold her breath for a long period of time

has social anxiety

used to wear glasses but thought they were tacky so she switched to contacts

has worn puff puffs since she was 4, her signature look

#asks #mutuals💗#miles morales #gwen stacy #pavitr prabhakar #hobie brown #atsv headcanons #itsv headcanons #across the spiderverse

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randomprojectsbeforeidie · 1 year ago

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Studying as much as I can (1/21)

Let me tell you, yesterday was a productive day! I managed to wake up at 6 a.m. easily, and the day went well after that.

I did some more research about study tips on that Instagram account I mentioned, and here's what I found out:

- It is good to have previously defined times to use screens

- It's good to have analog hobbies, that don't involve screen time

- It's good to have some time to be outside, to get some sun and fresh air

- I must seek a susteinable routine, meaning something that I can maintain for a long time without getting absolutely exhausted

- It's good to enjoy vacations and holidays. I will try to plan some trips during these times

- There's no need to buy expensive study materials to succeed. Sometimes we correlate rich privilege with success

- There are some tips to change habits:

1. Do a list of pros and cons

2. Study about risks and benefits of the habit

3. Make plans

4. Have short-timed, small objectives to reach, and have a map with these objectives

5. Have reminders

6. Try to avoid relapsing

7. Have a social network of people who also want to change habits

- It is good to focus on health over aesthetics when thinking about food and exercise

- It makes things easier when I have a map of step by step concrete objectives I can complete in order to reach my dreams

Ok, so after this research, I did some stuff. I researched some stuff to do during my end of the year holidays. I don't think I'll manage to travel a lot (money...) but I can still explore my city. I searched my Instagram and ended up with a bunch of restaurants, museums, libraries and beaches I could visit:

It's all in Portuguese because, well, I'm Brazilian!

I also searched the net for some analog hobbies I could do during the day, specially to avoid being glued to screens all the time. I work on screens, I study on screens, by the end of the day I NEED some other stuff to do other than looking at more screens. Here is the list:

Analog hobbies:

- Reading

- Gardening

- Walking

- Crosswords and analog puzzles

- Calisthenics (like push-ups)

- Stretching

- Listening to music

- Martial arts

- Lifting

- Cooking

- Journaling

Many of these I could do turing my Pomodoro intervals, like the push-ups. Ok, modified push-ups, I'm a big potato, and can't manage full push-ups yet. I went on Hybrid Calisthenics and got some modified versions. During my Pomodoro intervals I did some incline push-ups and bended knee-raises.

I think walking will be good too. On the longer intervals, I can take walks around my building. That will get me some sun and fresh air too! And I need it, I stay inside my apartment almost all day.

Cooking is a good one too, to do during longer intervals, and will help me meal plan and work on healthier eating!

So... about the study... I actually managed to study full 2 hours yesterday! Yay for me! Let's see if I can keep up with this! I consider this a success!

Sleep: 8h

Magnesium: yay for pumpkin seeds!

Therapy: had a session and got more homework to do

Exercise: rest day. But still got some calisthenics in

Vitamins: nope. Fuen fuen fuen

Water: 4 full bottles (2 L)

#studying #study #habits #study tips #daily log #analog hobbies #exploring Fortaleza #explorando Fortaleza

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another-random-object-show · 1 year ago

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SEASON 1, EPISODE 1: CROSSING THE PIT.

AUTHORS NOTE: This episode took months to write, so sorry for the shift from Script Format to Novel Format.

(SCENE: A JUNKYARD AT NIGHT, CRICKETS CHIRP AND STARS SHINE. THE MOON IS A STRANGE ORANGE-YELLOW.)

SUNNY (EXCITEDLY): Moony! Moony

MOONY (TURNING TO FACE SUNNY): Hm...?

SUNNY (EXCITEDLY): WE GOT INTO AROS!!!

MOONY (CALMLY): Oh... ok!

SUNNY (RADIANT): even Lunartic got in! :D

MOONY (HORRIFIED): Gasp!

LUNARTIC (APPEARING): What? Whattareya gaspin' for?

MOONY (CALMLY BOWING): Nothing at all.

LUNARTIC (SINISTERLY): Good, because if you were gasping at me getting in...

Lunartic: Sunny would be getting it.

Moony (PLEADING): Loonie, please, he's JUST a kid...

Lunartic (sadistically): So? Children can get it too...

Sunny (excitedly): GUYS!! LOOOK!!

(A BUS DRIVES INTO THE JUNK, HONKING AT THE THREE.)

Sunny (excitedly grabbing Moony and Lunartic's Hands): The bus is here! LET'S GO! :D

Moony (weary): I have a bad feeling about this...

Sunny (waving excitedly as the approach the Bus's Entrance): Hi, Mr. Host! :D

The Gourd: Greetings...

The Gourd (Dramatically): I...

am the Gourd.

Sunny (excitedly): AND I'M SUNNY!! C'mon!! Let's goo!! :D

(Moony and Lunartic silently follow behind, and sit in one of the 3-person wide seats.)

(Sunny begins to yawn, feeling tired.)

Moony (nurturing): Maybe you should rest, sweetie...

Sunny (tired, closing his eyes.): okk...

(Sunny goes to sleep laying his head on Moony's Lap, which somehow doesn't combust.)

(Hours later...)

(BUMP! Sunny wakes up.)

(HALT!)

The Gourd (turning in his Bus Driver's Seat.): We're here.

Sunny (excited): YAY!! Let's go! =D

(All 24 contestants get off the bus and look around.)

The Gourd: One last thing...

(The Gourd levitates the Bus in the air, then claps, making it disappear.)

The Gourd (Cheekily): No leaving!

Question Mark: Where are we?

The Gourd (appearing behind Question Mark): Obviously the (a garble of the words "Texan", "Floridian", "Mexican", "Californian", "Canadian", "Italian", "Zealandic", "French", "German", and "Spanish") plains!

The Gourd (moving on): Now form 8 teams of 8! =)

Sunny (to Moony and Lunartic): Let's stick together! :-)

Lunartic: Alright. Moony?

(Moony is staring in the distance at Starry.)

Lunartic (scoffing): Jeez, just move on already...

Moony (reluctantly): ...alright...

(Cut to Phantous building his team...)

Phantous: Alright, we've got... 5? People?

(Comedai, Tragedai, and Mime are counted as 1, 2, and 3, while Paperplates says "Yep!" and is counted as 4.)

Phantous (thinking): Good...

(He turns and looks at the pool of contestants.)

Phantous (excitedly): How about these?

(He points at Hangman, Starry and House.)

Hangman (hovering over): Alright..

Starry (walking alongside): Sure, I suppose...

House (sitting): You guys are creepy, no thanks!

(⅞ Team Members!)

Phantous (to GyroGyro, Penta, and Cloudy.): You three?

Cloudy (intently): Sure! I'll join!

Phantous (excitedly): Yeah!

(8/8 Team Members!)

Question Mark (to Lunartic and Moony): Let's merge teams to make a full set.

Lunartic, overlapping Moony, said "Alright."

Moony noticed Sunny's disappearance and said— "Wait, where's Sunny—?"

Lunartic, shrugging, says; "Oh well, one less issue."

Sunny, holding GyroGyro, says; "I want him!! He's so silly!!"

Lunartic yells at Sunny, screaming— "Sunny, what have I said about—"

(GyroGyro haunts Lunartic into a daze.)

Question Mark, referring to The Colon Duo, adds; "also these two!"

Angel, at the same time as Devil, says; "Salutations!"

Devil, at the same time as Angel, says; "PERISH!"

Sunny, agreeing, shouts; "YAY!!"

The Gourd, listing, noted "then by automation, Star, Heart, Penta, Triangula, House, Cuby, Lightning and Flower are all on the same team!"

Sunny immediately chiming in ring; " Oh!!! I bet this team will be so FUN!"

("Team FUN!" is now Team 1's Team Name.)

Phantous shouts; "They're naming teams?! Well, I formed this team with Comedy, Tragedy, Mime and Paperplates since we were already a group... why not be..."

("The Masquerade" is now Team 2's Team Name.)

The Gourd, to Star, Heart, Penta, Triangula, House, Lightning, Cuby and Flower, said: "and you're...?"

House, confused says; "What?"

(Team "What?" is now Team 3's Team Name.)

Star offended, shouts: "THAT'S NOT WHAT HE—!!"

The Gourd, clapping, cuts in with: "Alright, be quiet now!"

The Gourd now turns around and stares at a piece of land.

Hangman, after a moment of awkward silence, asks: "So what's the first challenge?"

The Gourd then hovers his hands over an area, an aura pulsating as from the ground, a strange stone structure erects.

The Gourd now blasts upward.

Hangman disappointingly groaned; "I'll go after him."

House curiously asked; "How will–?"

Hangman groans before grabbing House and being raised by his rope upwards.

Hangman arrives, followed by The Gourd clapping.

The contestants appear as Gourd says–

The Gourd would now announce— "CONTESTANTS! The first challenge... is to cross an OBSTACLE COURSE DANGLING ABOVE LAVA! Watch the example contestants VERY closely!"

A Circle and an Egg are used.

"You must find a way to get to the other side of this vat of lava! Use either the large, yet trickety platforms, or the thin-yet-stable beams! If you fall into the lava and die, you are DISQUALIFIED!" Gourd says.

"Wait, you're going to let us die—?" Starry asks, being ignored as Gourd shouts "GO!"

"Oh, alright—" Starry said as we pan over to Team Fun.

"Guys! I have a plan!" Moony said.

"Shoot." Devil Colon said.

"Sunny and Colon Duo, you guys can carry us across the obstacle course while me and Lunartic simply do the obby!" Moony stated.

"Sounds good! ^^" Angel said, now picking up Question Mark on her head, While Devil Colon carried Exclamation Mark, who began screaming, on his back.

Sunny now jumped into the lava, being unaffected, and caught GyroGyro and Period.

The Colon Duo now flew over the Obby, and waited for Gourd.

"Hoho! Excellent loophole skills!" He praised. "I never said you CAN'T just avoid the obby, so The Colon Duo, Question Mark, and Exclamation Mark are safe!"

Switching to Team "What?" and The Masquerade.

Cuby began trying to hop across the large-yet-trickety platforms, inviting Heart along.

"Uhm, there isn't much room, darling!" Heart exclaimed, despite there being a perfect amount of room on the platform.

Paperplates jumped, only to be blown into the vat of lava and burn.

"7 members on The Masquerade remain!" Gourd annouced.

"Aren't you gonna bring her back or something?" Question Mark said to Gourd, who blinked, before closing his hand into a fist, and...

COOL 80S DRUM RIFF!

Paperplates was back! ...with a small stain of soot on her.

Mime and Phantous got across, since Hangman was carrying them, while Cloud carried Starry across.

"Alright, that means—" Phantous was about to speak...

"WHATTERS!! HURRY IT UP!! THERE'S ONLY 2 MEMBERS ON BOTH TEAMS LEFT!!" Star shouted.

Penta, Lightning, House, and Triangula are safe!

Sunny, Period and GyroGyro are also safe!

Switch to Moony and Lunartic.

"Loonie, c'mon!" Moony said to Lunartic.

"...I could kill you right now if I wanted to." Lunartic said.

"...Loonie, no."

"Do it.

For us."

Randomly, as Heart and Cuby were about to cross, an asteroid was thrown at the two, blocking their paths.

"Good girl." Lunartic said, now crossing the platform to be considered safe alongside Moony.

"TEAM FUN IS SAFE! MASQUERADIANS! WHATTERS!ONE OF YOU WILL BE ELIMINATED! HURRY IT UP!" Gourd annouced, as Comedy and Tragedy now rushed.

Star tackled Comedy, killing both himself and Comedy.

"Comedy is disqualified!"

"Yes!" Heart said, glad her off-screen suggestion worked.

"Which means since Tragedy crossed, albeit crying, THE MASQUERADE IS SAFE!" The Gourd announced.

"No!" Heart said.

"Team What?, you're on the chopping block tonight." Gourd said.

The Gourd now flies out of the chamber, flying downwards before teleporting the contestants back onto ground level.

"You have a few moments before the elimination ceremony begins! GOOD LUCK." The Gourd said, before cackling maniacally and dissolving into the air.

"Hey, hey! It's alright!" Phantom said, trying to comfort a flailing Tragedy.

"Eugh, overreaction..." Heart groaned. "For real..." Lightning agreed. "Tsk... speaking of which, I think we know who to eliminate..." Heart told Lightning, "Ugh, yes! That FREAK has GOT to go, like honestly, what was he even doing...?"

Star and Comedy were then revived.

"Let's go." Star said. "FREAKS! Follow me. WE'VE got a plan."

ELIMINATION TIME!

"Welcome to elimination, Team What?, all 8 of you will now vote for ONE person to be eliminated. Whoever has the most votes LEAVES, voting... is NOW."

IN THE BOOTH

"Goodbye, silent-y." Star votes Cuby.

"Nobody will miss you!" Heart blows a kiss.

"I have to get on their good side, sorry buddy." Penta votes Cuby.

"Uhm... I don't... like her... she makes me feel... uncomfortable." Triangula votes Heart.

House casts a vote.

"We've GOT to stick together! We're like, BFFLs right now!" Lightning votes.

Cuby angrily slams a button.

"The way they're treating poor Cuby... I despise that woman..." Flower sighs deeply and votes.

VOTES ARE IN!

"If you get a Marshmallow, you will be SAFE!" The Gourd announced.

FIRST SAFE IS...

Star!

"Oh yeah! I knew I could count on you guys."

Lightning...

"Let's go girl!" Lightning exclaims to Heart.

Flower.

"Ooh, yay! <)" Flower says, taking his marshmallow.

and House!

House opens his door as the marshmallow flies through.

Now half of you are safe;

and half of you are NOT.

"OWOWPSJWPNDPDJAPWJEOE!!!"

Triangula, you're overreacting. You're safe.

and so is Penta.

One of you got 3 votes.

The other got 5.

Heart is shocked as she stares at Cuby angrily.

THE LAST PERSON SAFE IS...

HEART WITH 3 VOTES.

Cuby is out, receiving 5 votes from the rest of his team.

Cuby begins frantically scribbling, however, Gourd begins to spin the Cube back into...

A lifeless Nintendo GameCube.

Flower stares in shock as Heart and Star celebrate.

"That's all for today...

SEE YOU NEXT TIME. :-)"

END.

AROS was written by TheWiseGuest.

All characters' voices, present or not, were acted out by L. Alberto S.

FIN.

JOIN ANOTHER RANDOM OBJECT SHOW TO WIN YOUR DEEPEST DESIRE.

Cuby holds the flyer, before gripping it.

#episode 1 #s1e1 #another random object show #aros season 1 #aros #object shows

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