#samoan rugby

[endwithajadestrick]

Here's another question: would you rather get a big important page or a humble one? Like, would you prefer to be assigned "endives" or are you in charge of the entire language "Sanskrit" now?

Anyway, I got Aloysius the Bighorn Sheep. I don't know anything about him yet, but he is apparently a thing that will happen at some point in my lifetime.

What if when we were born we were each assigned a Wikipedia page like a social security number would that be fucked up or what

[zangtang]

Taking a shared pride in the results of their labour. I swear it's getting better at clothes for fat people. I dunno how much of this prompt is relevant, but it is very effective. adjust (or don't mention) jobs, ages, expressions and clothes as necessary. side view photo of two strong 40 year old handsome samoan rugby player with a hugely distended round beerbelly, wearing a white formal shirt and black suit, hugging on his belly, proud expectant father, boyfriends outside a busy pub at night, stern, looking at camera, raining

[countriesgame]

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[islandtarochips]

How would your oc react to them getting arrested! :0

HA! Let us see where this was going.

Tiala - She'll be cursing everyone in Samoan and trying, AGGRESIVELY, to escape. While moving around like a mad chihuahua. Good luck with that guys.

Kanoa - He would be running away though. Dodging EVERY police men who was trying to tackle him down. (He use to play football and rugby so he's hard to catch when it comes to tackle him down-)

Agnes - She's running for her dear LIFE. She went to jail ONCE. She NEVER want to go back in there AGAIN. So she's just sprinting around. Man...that girl can RUN.

Nigel - He would be screaming saying "WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH! EASY WITH THE ARMS! ARE YOU THAT NEEDY OF ARRESTING ME?!"

Aelan - Would just take out the Uno Reverse card and she'll arrest THEM instead of her.

Alana - She is the GENERAL. She'll beat your ass for even lay a FINGER on her.

Callie - She'll be like Tiala. Being agressive while yelling "I'M AN AMERICAN! I HAVE MY RIGHTS!"

Rosa - .....when did she EVER get caught?

Koa - He'll be calling his girlfriend while still being in the cell. Asking her to help him to be bailed out. He would get an ear fold from her after.

[fcaruana]

yeah rugby is the biggest sport here by far. while motorsports isn't as big here as a lot of the other sports, if liam has a seat next year there'll still for sure be heaps of kiwis at melbourne (wish i could say the same but it was just so expensive). in general tho we have a pretty laid back culture, i think the craziest we've ever gotten is when hosting the rugby world cup in 2011 lol. it's the tongans and samoans that go crazy here with their fan support, they outdo the rest of the country ngl. so maybe if liam was pasifika things would be different lol. but while franco i'm sure will never be able to walk in argentina again without being recognised (and possibly mobbed), liam will either fly under the radar or mostly be left alone cause even if we recognise him, we'd be too awkward to approach him lol. also everyone from nz is likely to have some sort of connection to someone in one way or another, so i guess in that sense we have more of an attitude like it's cheering on your mate/family vs your idol! i'm legitimately in awe though of how big he has become so fast

ahhh that makes sense! i think i'd rather be liam, start your career without being in the spotlight of an entire nation jdksj here many people have high expectations & don't seem to understand franco is still learning and will make mistakes but it's okay

i do wonder if the other drivers wished they got this kind of instant massive support from their colder/more reserved compatriots

if anything franco might be a little jealous of the peace liam has 😭 he has said he wished people didn't recognize him so much (and that was before f1!!!) i fear my guy won't know peace again

[johannestevans]

BristolCon Looms!

Good evening!

BristolCon is coming up on the 21st of October, and I've ordered all the books I'll be selling there, plus have a bunch of badges ready to sell. I won't be on any panels this year, but I will be doing a reading in the evening, and I'll of course be available to chat, answer questions, or sign books.

If you're in or around Bristol, make sure to book your ticket and come along - if not, I'll be filming answers to questions on my TikTok, which I'll also repost on Twitter, Tumblr, Instagram, etc. You can send questions here on this Google Form.

As far go media recs, I have a few - obviously I've been enjoying the newest season of Our Flag Means Death, and I've started a rewatch of Boston Legal, which is a classic show that I love absolutely to death.

I also have some movies to rec!

Talk To Me (2022, dir. Michael & Danny Philippou) - This movie has everything. Utterly fucked up miserable possession horror, scary jumps and slowly building dread, great character writing, incredible editing, TikTok trends, a pair of side characters made up of an extremely hot Samoan guy built like a rugby player and an extremely hot transmasc person who absolutely fucks shit up, good jokes, good banter, utterly fucked up gore and violence! It's so well-written, it's so well-paced, it fucking rocks!

Swallowed (2022, dir. Carter Smith) - Is this movie good? No. But must a movie be good? Can't a movie effectively be a bugfuck tortureporn flick where a straight guy with a huge dick secretly in love with his gay best friend who's about to leave for Los Angeles to be a pornstar is erect for most of the movie because he ate a magical bug that has an aphrodisiac effect on him whilst trying to traffic those bugs for money, and the gay best friend has to fist him to pull some of the bugs out of his guts? And also Mark Patton is in it and dressed gorgeously and fruiting it up the entire time?

Layer Cake (2004, dir. Matthew Vaughn) - This wasn't a groundbreaking flick or anything, but it was fun and it was pretty gay and sexy. It's got a great cast, really good pacing and choreography - as you'd expect from Mr Vaughn - and a really fun, tightly-written script. Lots of room for male objectification in this one, and that's honestly why I'm reccing it.

We also watched No One Will Save You (2023, dir. Brian Duffield) - I recommend this with a caveat, in that like... So Swallowed is obviously a bit of a shit flick, but has a lot of great stuff going on despite that - No One Will Save You is incredible... for the first two acts. The aliens are haunting in their movements and design, the world feels so real and rich, we get a deep insight into someone utterly consumed with agony and regret at the worst thing they'd done in their childhood. The third act is a complete fumble, and the last ten minutes particularly had me fucking raging. I still think that the rest of the film is so good the movie is worth watching - Kaitlyn Dever really carries it beautifully whilst having no dialogue at all - but just. Be prepared for a shit ending, that's all.

New Works Published

Our Flag Means Death Fanfiction Update: Repentance & Forgiveness

Rated E. Izzy/Frenchie. 49k+, WIP. On the Queen Anne, Frenchie can't sleep.

Desperate to just get whatever he can away from Blackbeard's crew, he knocks on Izzy's door and invites himself in.

Chapter 13 on Ao3 / Chapter 14 on Ao3

Romance Short: Workplace Connections

A junior secretary makes a friend at work, and some more besides. 

10k, rated M, F/F. A young woman makes friends with one of the only male secretaries in her workplace. 1960s Manhattan, featuring lavender marriages, period queerness, misogyny, etc. Light-hearted age gap cheeriness. Adapted from a TweetFic.

Read on Patreon / / Read on Medium

Erotic Short: Yes, Sir

A criminal accountant’s goon obeys his orders, then takes them a bit further.

3.6k, cis M/trans M, rated E. A criminal accountant has his big bear muscle guy fuck him, and the bear does so until the accountant is a whimpering mess. Vaginal sex, size difference, rough sex, objectification, implied overstim, power dynamics and role reversal, age difference.

Read on Patreon / / Read on Medium

Erotic Short: A Gift for the Wolfmen

A young man in a brothel is invited to join a quartet of hulking wolf-like warriors.

6.4k, rated E. Two trans men, both being gangbanged by four cis wolfmen with huge cocks.

Fantasy universe with adventurers and so forth. Featuring stuck-through-wall and grope boxes, body writing, vaginal, oral, and anal play, huge come inflation, size difference, knotting, power dynamics, virginity kink, objectification and dehumanisation, degradation, humiliation, breeding kink, body modification, mentions of lactation and pregnancy, and enthusiastic consent throughout.

Read on Patreon / / Read on Medium

[overdramaticntrue]

all new Percy Jackson casting great, cool even, but Clarice is supposed to be hench. she’s supposed to be beefy. Cast a Samoan rugby prop as Clarice challenge

[watatsumiis]

I must request a rant about Pierro or Capitano, I love your headcanons with them!

Ohh man you've got no idea what you've just done aha, I'm very much fixated on these two specifically right now so prepare for not just a rant but a full blown ramble below the cut for both of them

Some minor angst for Pierro's section, be warned

Ok, so in a general kind of sense, I can see Pierro being a very volatile and unpredictable individual, especially when he's in a space where it's safe for him to do so. He can be extremely strict and bossy (especially towards the other harbingers) and kind of detaches himself emotionally from those around him and staunchly refuses to allow himself to get attached because he's just so tired of losing everyone and everything he loves time after time.

I could definitely see him having some form of PTSD, but his outbursts get brushed off as being because of him being in a very highly stressful position as opposed to the fact that he's mentally fucked from so many times of him losing everything he cares about. He really just needs a friend (and maybe some therapy).

I also headcanon him as having arthritis, which gets aggravated a lot by the cold, so he tends to rug up a lot, but he's still very much more on edge than usual - he hates the cold, which makes it kind of suck that he lives in Snezhnaya, in the palace of the Cryo Archon. I could also see him having some back issues (maybe scoliosis or something like that?) so he spends a lot of time cooped up in his chambers, huddled by the fireplace as he curses the cold and dreams of somewhere more temperate.

He's very much the 'grumpy old grandpa' trope, he reads his morning newspaper and drinks his black coffee at the dining table (and in modern AUs scolds people for touching the thermostat). For someone who loathes the cold so much, he sure does have quite the cold personality.

That's not to say his stony facade never falls, however, he does have his moments where he can be something that borders on sweet, especially to the younger members of the Fatui - he exercises an extra bout of patience and will try to the best of his ability to make sure those in his squadrons all come home safe. Despite his anger at the Archons, and the world in general, he doesn't want others to have to go through the same pain that he has.

Capitano... I feel like my interpretation of him differs depending on whether or not it's a modern/real world au. I really like the idea of him being an empty/haunted husk of armour, but now that I've found an appearance headcanon I like for him I've really warmed up to the idea of him being a human.

I headcanon him to look a bit like the rugby player Ma'a Nonu, who has Samoan descent (and is very nice looking imo). I know MHY is gonna disappoint if Cap ever gets a face reveal so I'm just going ham on my headcanons here.

Capitano is very big and broad, his head almost looks a little too small for his body (though his helmet covers it just fine). He has a decent amount of scarring that he's kind of insecure about (and perhaps a touch of vilitigo?), which is a large part of why he wears the clothing he does (in modern AUs, the knight's helmet is replaced with a baseball cap, sunglasses and face mask). He also has dreads, sorry not sorry.

On the surface (and to all of those around him) he's a quiet and intimidating individual, he doesn't speak much (if at all), and when he does it's straight to the point, he doesn't mince his words. His canon voice is... fine, but I feel like I have a different one floating around in my head when I write about him. He also knows a good amount of sign language too, but it doesn't really come in handy unless the people around him know it as well.

He comes off as cold and detached at first, but once he finds someone that he feels needs his protection (whether that be a self insert, canon character, or OC, depends on the day <3 (spoiler: in my case its usually a self insert akjfhkdjsf)), he turns into a big mama bear and takes them under his wing.

He's very protective over his chosen charge, despite how much the others may tease him for it. Capitano has a very strong sense of loyalty and ideals and once he's put his mind to protecting someone, he'd sooner die than let something happen to them. He firmly believes that actions speak louder than words, so instead of reassuring the ones he cares about, he just lets his actions do the talking, wordlessly looking after them in his own signature way (which could entail him physically protecting them from harm, or doing small things to keep them safe such as lending his coat, cooking food, or making sure there's always somewhere safe for them to hide away if things get too much).

Despite all of this, he struggles a bit to empathise consistently with those around him if he hasn't connected to them in his signature way, especially if he sees them as a lower rank than himself. In some AUs at least, he sees the other Harbingers as a kind of family, and subtly does things to help them out (though he's careful not to get caught), but if it's someone he doesn't spend much time around on a daily basis, he just sort of... disregards them.

Sorry this turned into a bit of an incoherent rant, I just got VERY excited seeing these two names in my inbox, I love these two so so much. Thanks so so much for the ask, I really do appreciate it :D!!

Please don't steal/copy/repost my work!

[scattered-winter]

You know, in the Devil’s Due Voltron Comics, “Hunk” isn’t Hunk’s real name, it’s a nickname and his given name is Tsuyoshi.

It’s makes sense when you think about, Hunk isn’t what you’d consider to be real name.

Maybe in Quintenary Stars, Hunk could also be a nickname. I actually have an idea for what Hunk’s given name could be: Onehunga, it’s a Polynesian name that means “fine soil” (at least according to what I could find online.)

I took the name from Onehunga Mata'uiau-Esau, a Samoan rugby player.

Not only the meaning of the name fit with his element, but you can easily see how you can get “Hunk” from a shortening of “Onehunga.”

YEAH i was planning on giving him an actual name <3 i tried to see if he already had a name in canon but could only find tsuyoshi which (IF my research is correct) was from one of the earlier reboots when they were all japanese (?) and so its a japanese name so ykw. wouldn't really work for legendary defender hunk. but yea i havent decided his name for sure yet but OUGH that is an excellent thought ty ty

[tdjrwc2023]

17. J+8 bis : le Siva Tau des Îles Samoa

Le Siva tau est une danse exécutée par l'équipe des Samoa de rugby à XV avant chaque match. À chaque fois, c'est un enjeu culturel mais également psychologique.

Voici les paroles si vous ne comprenez pas le samoan comme moi :

Les paroles : «Samoa ! Allons à la guerre ! Bats-toi à fond ! Il faut tout donner ! Guerriers ! Allons-y ! Guerriers des Samoa, Que votre mission réussisse ! Guerriers des Samoa, Que votre mission réussisse ! Guerrier des Samoa, Je suis fin prêt / Il n’y a nulle autre équipe, nulle part / Je suis prêt, complètement préparé / Ma force est à son comble / Poussez-vous, écartez-vous / Car ce guerrier est unique / Le guerrier Samoan / Le guerrier Samoan / Le guerrier Samoan règne au Samoa.»

[calypso-finale]

Forty Seven.

At times I come out of these meetings like I have been punched in the face, the pure confusion that hits me because these business owners are always trying to pull a fast one and also with my age, I am sat with a group of old people and I feel like I need to be careful and to not overstep what I do but I don’t care, I won’t let them ruin what empire my mother has built so I be on their ass badly and they know it “that was intense wasn’t it?” Amanda said as I left the room “I know right, these people are old enough to be my grandparent and they telling me I should just not speak, I had to tell them who I am” Amanda and I laughed as we made our way to the elevator “are you off to London now?” nodding my head “yeah I am, got to meet the family there so we can leave for Barbados, family holiday. I was going to say no because there is a lot of work, but I can skype it, I am just sick of meetings when things could be an email, this place has issues with that and I hate it” the elevator doors opened “trust me, but least like we have headquarters in Dubai. Rich handsome men, I am so glad we aren’t in Australia anymore, that shit was boring me” I pulled a face “it was the most unfun thing, like here I am always doing something but there is so many rich men, and potentials” Amanda and I laughed “I was saying that to Rih, and she said behave yourself, do not be looking at a prince now” my mom would faint if I came home with a prince “I plan on staying single and having fun for the rest of the time I can, men are trouble. The thing is, the rich men here are weird. Like when we went to the party and that guy took the white girl away and she came out looking high, I feel like you shouldn’t play with these men here, they are rich and bored and then he came up to us all normal and said they come here looking for us to pay, I was like huh” Amanda gasped “don’t, I was eyeballing you like we need to go, that was scary but they have the utmost respect, he goes you have wonderful parents, ugh. Don’t remind me” I chuckled, the men can be scary here too but there is a lot of things we can do for fun, better then Australia.

Taking in a deep breath as I sat down in business class, the plane back to London, as soon as I get to London the jet will be waiting for me to go Barbados, the timing was worked around me which was sweet, I said I didn’t want to miss it and they made it happen “hi, sorry. Are you Rihanna daughter?” looking up at the guy “who is asking?” I laughed nervously, he paused and looked a little apprehensive, this guy is handsome “me, sorry I have come off weird now. I didn’t know how to like you know come up to you” oh he is Australian “it’s ok, yeah that is my mom” I just agreed “I am Taylan” he smiled “right, and that accent is giving me Australian” he laughed “you don’t like us?” I chuckled “not that, just I don’t know but am I right?” he nodded his head “you are indeed, erm. I saw you earlier before the flight and I was like I know who it is and I had it all set out on how to approach you and I said the worst thing on earth, I am sorry” he apologised “it’s fine” I said, what does he want “I am Taylan” I giggled “you told me, I am Tianna. You not my mother’ secret son now?” he busted out laughing “oh no, oh gosh no. I just wanted to speak to you, I am a erm, I am a rugby player, I play in the football rugby league, I am going to London to get a medical because I may you know, be going over there. You are beautiful” oh this is getting awful “thank you, appreciate it” I know I am blushing “follow me on Instagram, I don’t want to stand here towering over you like this, and I am not Latino” I giggled because I was thinking that “I am Samoan” I breathed out an oh “that is very erm” I paused “erm what?” he grinned “man like, the men there are men” he is laughing at me, I am so dumb “yeah, I mean follow me and I will follow back, thank you” he is staring at me but staring into my soul, I am getting hot, he is hot actually “cool, I will yeah” smiling at him, he walked off eventually “what the fuck” I breathed out to myself, that is crazy.

I tried, I really tried to not clash with him as we left but of course. Life takes you on the road and the paths met again “I am so awkward, I don’t know. I am twenty one, I am so new to this thing” he is laughing at himself “likewise, but I did follow you back” he nodded his head, he has a tee on now and wow, he has impressive muscles “shit” I said to myself, he caught me looking at his arms “you’re funny” he pointed “I am stupid, I am not like my sister at all. I am stupid yes” I nodded my head “no, you’re not but erm yeah. Are you in London long?” he asked “no, I am going to see my family and go to Barbados now, going home” he let out an oh “are you always around in London? I am in Australia” I knew that “funny thing, I was there but now I am in Dubai” he let out an oh again “I would love to take you out, one time like when you can” smiling at him “see how that goes, I better go now” he is cute, I am interested “message me back!” he spat, did he message me, maybe he did. I am so dumb; I need to not act like a stupid idiot. I act like a man has never spoken to me but he caught me off guard like that, let me just get to the jet before my mom hunts me down, she will say the kids are getting annoyed with you, she already text me hurry up so let me rush there. I am glad the family waited for me, I would rather go Barbados with them all.

I huffed out, making it onto the jet “take your time” Imani said “shut up you” I pointed, look at her piping up “you be quiet” making my way down “what you doing here? You lost?” I said to Oakley, why is he here “I got a VIP invite you know” squinting my eyes “right, but you sat away from Rylee?” I asked “she harasses me, I had to sit away from her” looking at Rylee “right, hey” waving at my mom and dad “I will sit with Rylee” she looks not happy and I don’t know why, making my way to the back “I assumed Aziel would be sat here but he has fallen asleep, so I will sit” sitting down next to her “oh it’s free” she said “look at you, the tan!?” she spat “I know, what you think” I beamed “suits you, Dubai that good?” she asked “it’s amazing, I love it there. Better then Australia anyways” she cooed out “why are you moody anyways?” I questioned “well I didn’t know he was invited and then also erm dad gave a speech about no playing around, that Oakley has his own room, nothing under his roof and I am like I am horny, and he text me laughing, that was it” I snorted laughing “you on heat?” she nodded her head “when did this happen, you was never a feign. I think I was until I classed men has not shit”I said but she shrugged “well he is good, I don’t know. I don’t get why mom invited him, is she teasing me?” I shrugged “I don’t know but I didn’t think mom of all people would invite her nemesis unless it’s a ploy or she has changed” Rylee pulled a face “I don’t know, everything is a game to her so I am unsure” I sighed out, these two aren’t going to be apart so dad’ speech is useless, she is on heat and she will get what she wants, she always does.

I just told Rylee what happened in the plane back, she is snooping now “whew he is six foot, mhmm he is cute you know. And you saying he had heart eyes for you?” nodding my head “it was so random and then he just made me giggle, he was so nervous too. What you think?” Rylee looked at me “he has messaged you, three hours ago, he messaged you first. Just try it, see how it goes but he is cute you know. He has muscles!” she said that so loudly and the jet went silent, looking around me all wide eyed, then it hit me she did it on purpose because Oakley is staring “leave the skinny king alone” I said laughing “skinny king, he is something. Sat there with his headphones on and he is really snooping” she is going to be hell for him “stop it, so you think I should try?” she nodded her head “what you go to lose, he came to you. I mean I went to Oakley, and I did a lot of the chasing so yeah, it’s nice that he is doing the chasing” taking my phone from her “thanks, he is so shy. Bit like me, see how it goes. I am not jumping for no man and never will” seeing a pair of little hands on my lap “Aziel, what you doing here” he grinned at me “you want mommy?” Rylee asked “TT” he said “aww my precious baby, come here. I missed you, TT baby” picking him up “TT didn’t see you, how you going to her” swatting Rylee “mommy is evil” snuggling him close “I love you so much, I missed you” pressing kisses to his cheek.

Seeing my dad telling Aziel off, it would be my son having the biggest tantrum on the jet. Like I am not even going to deal with that, Oakley is acting like he can’t see him and my dad got him so I will take that “you have been quiet for so long, tell me what is Tay Tay saying to Ti Ti” Tianna looked at me “bitch?” I sniggered “well tell me, you have been so quiet” I know she has been texting this new fancy man “we have just been speaking on life and family, he was telling me that he has brothers called Tyrone and Terell, and they all do what he does” letting an out an oh “show me, if he is good looking so will they, choo, choo!” Tianna gasped “that is nasty, you’re nasty” she laughed “but he sent me this of his brothers” taking the phone “oh momma made good looking boys” I laughed out “you’re so annoying, no wonder nobody sat with you” she is such a bitch “that is so mean, I don’t deserve that but what you thinking? You like?” she shrugged “I don’t know, see how it goes. I am letting him chase me, he is on me not the other way around, you know” she has a point “not like me then, I don’t know what is wrong with me. I feel so you know, on heat. I just want to do things” Ti pulled a face at me “he is right there, but like you know. You need to listen to me, let him chase. You’re a dog, you chase” she says that, but I can’t help myself “Aziel!” I shouted, “I saw that, say sorry to grandpa now” I pointed at him, he hit my dad “no!” he spat “if I get up then you will be” my dad is smiling but he shouldn’t hit my dad “you don’t hit my dad!” I spat, my dad cooed out “she love me” my dad said, which I do he knows that.

Home sweet home, my mom is a changed woman now, she will be a different person now she is in Barbados, this woman will smile so much more. I was just going to check on Oakley but my dad has him, he already getting him in the mini bus so I don’t need to do a thing “Imani you are so boring, what is wrong with you” I asked her, she climbed into the second mini bus “fuck off” I gasped “my son can hear that you know” I half shouted “leave her, time of the month for her. You know how she gets, don’t annoy her” helping Aziel up “ok, I will stop” let me leave her “are you still scared to hold Emi?” Imani asked me as I got in “are you still on week three of your period” I had to say it back “you’re literally begging for attention from your ex, how does it feel we prefer him over you” Imani is starting on me “shut up! Both of you, I mean it” my mom piped up now “ok ladies, let’s just sit” placing Aziel on my lap “well she shouldn’t swear at people mom, how about you tell her off” I pointed “Imani, do not swear ok” let me just leave it, I was going to leave it but Imani started on me again “I mean what can go wrong, the whole family together” Tianna smiled “a lot, I mean come on. We have the barking dog in the back” Ti eye balled me “ok I am done, sorry” I apologised “Rylee I am serious, shut up” my mom said.

I peeped my dad earlier escorting Oakley to his room to show him where he is sleeping, like it was very forced, and it’s right on the other side, I mean this is my room here in Barbados always but he made sure that room is apart from me but I peeped it all. But it is straight into a bikini for me, just because I mean why not “that was quick” Ti said, “reading a book” I waved the book around “fuck you, you don’t read” I sniggered “you are so full of shit, oh my god” making my way out of the double doors “watch!” I spat, Oakley is sat outside, and this book isn’t even mine, it’s his. I just took it from the side, I know he is reading this because I saw him on the jet reading it. Oakley did a double take and I peeped it through my shades, got his attention though. Sitting on the lounger, if I move his bookmarker would he be mad, I think he will be but what he fuck is he reading, how boring of him. Moving the bookmark away to see the words in the book, looking up because someone is blocking the sun “that is mine you know, and we got beef if you lose my chapter” looking up at him “prove it” I said “literally the back page is signed, also the book caught my eye, not you” I sniggered “wow, how nice of you, I don’t know why you was invited though, I don’t get that” I really don’t “maybe to show me this beautiful country, the ladies are already beautiful” he squinted his eyes “thank you” I beamed “you’re American you know, I am speaking on real Barbadian ladies, you a half breed” he is so ugly “right, for being nasty” I was about to close the book but I didn’t, I would feel bad “have it then” placing the marker back and holding it up “thank you, thank you” he reached over and grabbed the book but he isn’t looking at the book, he is looking at my body, I got him “are you lost?” I asked “nah, but I think you on something” he walked off, I grinned knowing I got him.

[gorillagut]

Could you do Samoan Rugby players fat or Samoans in Suits fat please?

Absolutely!

💯

I never get tired of them

I just need the AI to come back online

Here’s another Samoan tow truck driver to tide you over until then

(He probably plays rugby on the weekends anyway)

[countriesgame]

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If you have any fun fact about American Samoa, please tell us and I'll reblog it!

Be respectful in your comments. You can criticize a government without offending its people.

[wvba-ringside-gossip]

"Kia Ora! It's me, Rahi! Was just curious if you had anything interesting on Kahu. If you don't then just say hi to him for me, he's my bro. By the way, congrats on the little one, Robin!"

P.S, Don't suppose someone could give me a bit of love advice? There's this pretty Samoan artist I wanna try talking to... Mataalii I think she was called?

"I have heard a few interesting things on your bro. One of the most intriguing being how many people he has injured...well injured and possibly retired..."

"And I don't just mean in the ring either. That man has done way more injuring in the Rugby field than in boxing. He's broken at least 12 knees, 5 ankles, 2 skull fractures and 18 broken collarbones..."

"H-Honest to God, Kahu, how did you NOT get suspended from the field yet? And more importantly, how were you considered for boxing? I mean it's easily dwarfed by what Maritime does but...I'm truly baffled!"

"Bro, I honestly don't know...Koro probably has something to do with it...that guy always finds a way..."

"R...Right..."

"On this...Mataalii girl...sorry pal, don't know enough about her to really help but like we've told Adarna, just smile, be polite and be yourself! It's the best thing to do"

"And Flowers!"

"Oh! And Flowers!"

[dramalets]

So, there was these ones I knew. (Who aren’t even from here they just live here now) But then there was a Samoan rugby player and I was like ‘huh’. So I looked him up and he has the exact same birthday as me, only one year earlier and would have attended the same secondary school at the exact same time as I did. Never heard of him. 😂

So shout out to Michael Stanley I guess who shares my birthday and my shitty secondary school. 🫡

[benjaminsblog]

No-vember

November suddenly got very busy for me. In the space of a week, I was thrust into three new roles – Rugby League, Europa League & Saudi Pro League (the latter two are football). I generally enjoy adding strings to my bow, but it was not a stress-free experience; due to the quick change-up in my chart, I was not afforded a whole lot of time to fully acclimatise to each position. And although they are not a million miles away from similar roles I have performed, each of them has different requirements, and sometimes – bizarrely – different buttons for the same graphic even if it’s the same sport! Thus, I could not get through the jobs on muscle memory alone, and as a result I felt a lot less comfortable than I normally do in the hotseat.

However, as a tenured operator of 5+ years I knew the task(s) was not beyond me. I travelled to Leeds for a double-header of international Rugby League friendlies and performed as solidly as the home team(s); in a mismatch of huge proportions, England Women pasted the Welsh 82-0 before the men’s team saw off the challenge of a far more competitive Samoan side, winning 34-16. The latter was a fantastic watch, and even in an unfamiliar role, I was able to enjoy it while I worked.

Another trip op narth to the red half of Manchester followed, and a first visit to one of the UK’s most famous stadiums, Old Trafford (A.K.A. The Theatre of Dreams). I didn’t get a chance to wander around the ground, but it was still cool to see it and tick another sporting sight off my list. Due to some sudden technical issues originating from back home at the office, it threatened to become The Theatre of Screams, but the team worked overdrive to fix things in time for kick-off. Manchester United welcomed PAOK (A.K.A. Panthessaloníkios Athlitikós Ómilos Konstadinoupolitón) for some late-night footie, and although it was a far cry from the European nights of yesteryear, the Red Devils eventually got over the line 2-0 against their Greek guests. I also kept a clean sheet in the van.

No rest for the wicked as I continued to cover the miles at a rapid rate, driving back down the following morning to be in situe at Stockley Park for an afternoon Saudi match (operated remotely). I visit SP about once a year for the odd Premier League match, which isn’t regularly enough to feel entirely at home anyway, but for some reason my feelings of discomfort are exacerbated here. It also doesn’t help that each time I visit I end up working with new faces – another minor struggle for Mr Wallflower over here.

I had the least prep time for this job too, so when my first proper mistake of the week came (animating the wrong team’s lineup over the arrivals shots), it felt somewhat inevitable. It was an avoidable one, and it took me a while to shake off the negative feelings, but I made it through the rest of the show unscathed.

I escaped SP as soon as I could and bade good riddance to a trialsome week. I abhor feeling unprepared and always like to do my due diligence, but as that wasn’t entirely possible my aim was simply to survive it. I suppose overall I did, but ending on the lowest note isn’t a good feeling. A stint of snooker is up next (up north once again), so at least I can retreat to my safe space for a little while.