#team azealia

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141 football HCs

inspired by the scrumptious works (x, x) by @horsebra, here are some headcanons that no one asked for but i couldnt help but make

Soap:

Malingers a lot. and dramatically. everyone, himself included, recognizes this but just kinda rolls with it because sometimes it pays off, and to be fair, man does get fouled a ton

if someone is on the ground, 9/10 times it is him

tenacious as hell. will run to balls he won't reach, faces off in aerial duels against könig-height dudes.

somehow always scoring because he'll go for shots others would shy away from and is magically in the right place at the right time (jk he reads the field well)

social captain of the team. is quick with a compliment or consolation no matter what

constantly talking shit and is a nightmare to play against

Alejandro:

shows off a ton which would be a problem if he ever lost possession, but he infrequently does

has fouled out the most and leads the team in cards

just as aggressive a player as Soap, if not more

speaks spanish with rodolfo to covertly talk shit or point out weaknesses in the opposition's defense

his locker room pump up playlist is nasty and excellent and everyone loves it, even ghost (doesn't admit it)

coolest boots on the pitch

obnoxious yet impressive celebration dance, will taunt the fans

Rodolfo:

official idiot wrangler for soap and ale

his passes are clean as hell without fail. no one would score without him.

not a particularly flashy or dramatic player, he's more on the side of efficient, but he'll sometimes pull out the most ridiculous, odee goals you have ever seen in the beautiful game

is great at intercepting the defense's attempts to clear the ball and then proceeds to cross it perfectly and it pisses the other team off severely

big on post-game stretching and gives people shit when they don't. he has saved the team so many injuries.

goes apeshit when ale gets fouled and is actually hurt. if he isn't foaming at the mouth, alejandro is fine. no one can figure out how he tells the difference

Ghost:

effectively a center mid but says he's a defensive mid for reasons unknown

great at assessing the pitch and moving his team around to make saucy plays

scores an awful lot for a "defensive mid"

king of set pieces

surprisingly supportive and kind when his team fucks up

not afraid to play dirty but will immediately own up when the official chews him out for decking a guy

once lifted soap up in a hug after he scored a goal and everyone teased him about it so he never did it ever again

acts pissed but is amused when Soap malingers to win foul against the other team

Price:

is probably way too old to be playing but does anyway

switches between center and l/r-back depending on what the ol knee is telling him

not as fast as he used to be but his judgment and technical skills are impeccable

sometimes pulls out fancy footwork to wow the kids

comfort character on the pitch. when he recovers the ball after shit goes tits up, you know the team is safe

best pump up speeches you have ever heard

Gaz:

quick as hell and loves playing teams that rely on fast breaks because it's a fun challenge and he cuts them off damn well

had one (1) own goal when he was really young and will never forget it

booted the ball to the other side of the pitch and it bounced over the other team's keeper and rolled on in for a goal one (1) time and will never forget it. or stop talking about it. knows better than to try it again.

talks and sings to himself when the other team's offense sucks and the ball generally stays on the far side of the pitch

feels bad when he decks players from the other team and will help them up but also finds it kinda funny

gets beyond hyped for the rare hydration break on hot days

kate:

team coach/manager, Head Idiot Wrangler

has evil conditioning days but no one gets too mad because they trust her judgment

is somehow cool with the owners even tho they're dicks and uses that relationship to advocate for the players

generally keeps her cool during matches but got a red card once for laying into a official for a terrible call

earned many wrinkles and grey hairs from managing the boys

constantly getting shit from people in the league because she's a woman but she shuts that shit down with calm, scary efficiency

not afraid to play politics with the owners and the league but is always honest with the players

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yellowjackets season 2

[cyberginger]

First post 👉🏻👈🏻

Decided to come back to Tumblr since I’m bored so here’s a quick presentation to help me find new mutuals :

- I’m Tony, 23, He/They

-I love pop music and pop culture

- Fav artists : Charli XCX, Azealia Banks, Lana Del Rey

- Love gore stuff, horror movies, fashion, photography and Bratz Dolls

- I’m very nostalgic of the Y2K era and love the 90s

- Might post and reblog nsfw content since I’m a f*ggot

- #TeamEdward

[generalgemini-booknerd]

Iggy Azelea writing a letter on Tory Lanez behalf is so fucking gross.

Way to be anti-feminist and put “relevancy” over being a decent human.

[causenessus]

cold kisses

part 0.16. "LET ME HOLD ONTO YOU, PLEASE"

PLAYING FROM KODZUKEN'S STREAM . . . count contessa by azealia banks & lone

he’s barely seen her in the past few days. he’s not complaining. in fact, he’s being rather dramatic putting it like that. she’s been coming home every day around 10 at night, trying to muffle the loud sighs she’ll let out as she closes the door behind her. she’ll shuffle around, clean herself up, and then always ends up falling onto his bed, where he’s already lying, switch in hands.

“you should come up here,” he always says, because half of her body is currently hanging off the very end of the mattress.

she’ll then whine at him, saying something about how much effort it is to move another inch so he’ll put down his switch and help her clamber up to lay next to him. while she’s tucked in under his comforter, he’s slouched against the wall behind him, not quite lying down nor sitting up. she wants to be close to him and that’s not a problem; he’ll put an arm around her, resting it on her shoulder so that she’s hugged close while he can keep playing his switch. or, he’ll decide it’s time to sleep as well and run a hand through her hair until they’ve both fallen asleep.

however, that all happens in around two hours at the very end of the day, and other than that, he doesn’t get to see her. he’s gotten used to her convoluted directions (“take a left, then a right, then another right, oh and that right is actually down a pretty long hallway, keep going straight, take a left, then you’ll see a really narrow hallway, it looks a little sketchy but go through it…”) leading him around buildings and past security so that he can visit her in the middle of the day while other events are going on but it’s never for long.

the point is, he misses her. a lot. but today is her day. yesterday was the short program, they’d ended in second place. she’d come home that day with anxiety eating away at her. she'd closed the door softly behind her, wandered down the hall, seen him, and then immediately started shaking. they had sat on the couch for at least an hour, him holding her hands tightly, telling her to focus on the pressure he was pressing into them and breathing with her. it was all sobs and cracked whispers of how worried she was of disappointing people, how worried she was about the twist.

he couldn’t pretend he knew how difficult the twist was, or that he knew what to say. he knew not to say it would be alright. he knew it was their most difficult move; she always came home with a bright smile on her face whenever practicing the move had gone well. and then two days ago it hadn’t. atsumu had dropped her and it hadn’t been a big confidence booster for either of them. getting second place was only more of a detriment. he didn’t say anything about it, because he knew that wasn’t what she wanted. he didn’t know enough to say anything about their twist, but he knew what second place felt like.

he knew from volleyball tournaments how much it hurt to almost be there. to win game after game, ignoring thoughts of failure no matter how anxious or humble a person might be, because they needed to focus on moving forward. he knew what it was like to be on a team, to worry about holding others back, and he knew what it felt like to stand there on a silent stage after performing a sport in front of thousands of people and be almost good enough, but not good enough.

that night he had wiped away her tears and kissed her, saying, “focus on tomorrow, not what others will think, not what’s already happened. it doesn't matter what other people think, and you can only control yourself. tomorrow will be great. you and miya will be great, and i’ll be there for you no matter what happens.”

she’d given him the biggest pout ever at his words, looking up at him with glassy eyes, “can i have that good luck kiss now, then?”

“anything you want,” he’d responded, kissing her and muffling her huff of laughter.

“you can’t ask me to kiss you and then laugh in my face,” he had said when he pulled away, staying close enough that their noses bumped into each other.

she’d continued laughing before trying to answer him, “i’m sorry, i’m not laughing at you." she stopped when he wiped away a stray tear that had escaped her eyes, "i was just thinking about how crazy it must have been for me to come home and then immediately start hyperventilating and ranting to you and then turn around and ask for a kiss.”

“i told you not to worry about things like that, i’ll love you no matter what. i've just been worried. nothing else,” he sighed, resting his forehead against hers. 

her hands reached up to run through his hair, holding the sides of his head, “i love you, kenma. thank you for listening. i'll need another kiss tomorrow if I'm gonna do this.”

“i’ll give you as many as you want,” he’d replied.

now he was standing right by the edge of the ice rink. y/n and ukai had both pulled strings and forced him into a seat up close to the rink, right next to her coach. he wasn’t sure how to feel, sitting there feeling like an uneducated commoner amongst famous people who actually knew the name of every trick going on, but he stayed there for her. when she came out onto the ice, her eyes scanned the crowd, immediately finding him and blowing a kiss towards him.

he smiled back, eyes flicking up to the screen hanging above in the middle of the rink, displaying atsumu and her skating towards the center of the rink, hand in hand. the applause that erupted at their entrance only served to make his heart beat faster. he’d given her an entire speech about remaining calm yesterday and today, but he felt like he was about to throw up. he’d witnessed a skating pair fall just before their performance and he and ukai had both simultaneously sat down, hands in their heads and eyes burning like they were on the verge of tears.

he tried to clap along with the crowd, trying not to overthink how big of a crowd was forming in this stadium. he knew atsumu and y/n had been popular, but not even the cold mist from the ice rink could help him regulate his temperature or panic.

and if he felt this way, he couldn’t imagine how she felt. she and atsumu were both in each other arms, and he could see the way both of their shoulders rose before falling together, trying to calm each other down. he had been better about overthinking them being so close to each other now. atsumu seemed to respect her boundaries more than before and kenma knew that at the end of the day, he’d be the one kissing her, not him.

the blood pounding in his ears was so loud he barely realized they were starting. their song had grown familiar to him, and it helped him feel the slightest bit calmer. the pair started apart, spinning in time with one another, before coming back together and skating backwards, picking up speed as they glided past him and then across the center of the rink.

he held his breath watching their first real move, watching her position herself in front of atsumu, his hands on her waist before he lifted her and threw her forwards. he heard ukai let out a breath with him as she landed.

ukai had drilled many terms into his head, and they came to mind without him having to think about it. they skated past him again, grabbing each others hands and facing each other before y/n arched farther and farther down. that was a death spiral, he could remember that one easily. the name and actual position had fascinated him, and he watched closely, hands pulling at the fabric of his pants.

“fuck,” ukai cursed as they slowly stood back up, atsumu pushing her out with their hands bridged above.

kenma immediately threw a look his way, he hadn’t noticed anything wrong. “what happened?” he asked, his breath feeling short again.

“they just–they got up too fast,” ukai pinched the bridge of his nose, “it won’t affect them much, but i know they’re both thinking of it and–” he covered his face with his hands, knees bouncing.

“oh, the twist is soon,” kenma finished for him, looking forward again.

“kenma,” ukai’s voice immediately made him look back again, frowning in confusion.

“let me hold onto you for this, please, i might have a heart attack if this goes wrong,” ukai was looking at him with the widest bloodshot eyes he’d ever seen, rivaling how bad he could look after a few consecutive nights without sleep, and kenma couldn’t even blame him.

“oh, yeah. go for it. whatever you need,” he answered as nonchalantly as he could, unsure of what to do but offer himself to the older man.

there were two hands on his shoulders, holding him firmly as they both watched, frozen in place as they watched the two skaters.

there atsumu’s hands went on her again, her own hands moving to hold onto his wrists as he lifted her up.

ukai was murmuring a prayer of pleas and “oh my god”s next to him and kenma joined him in his head.

his eyes were burning from how long he’d kept them open, not wanting to blink for even a fraction of a second. watching y/n perform on the ice in front of millions of people total, in person and through screens, only added to all the emotions he felt. if it wasn't from how dry his eyes were, he could probably start crying from how he felt. he was so proud of her. no matter what she won today, she was perfect in his head.

when atsumu caught her again flawlessly, slowly letting her back down as they circled the rink, facing each other. he felt the goosebumps run across his skin as the entire crowd roared.

ukai and him had both stood up screaming, and ukai was shaking him violently as kenma ended up grabbing back onto him. 

they were both panting as they tried to calm back down and the rest of the performance seemed a blur trying to remember it. in the moment, he had been completely present. he knew he had screamed a lot–at almost every movement they did after that twist; adrenaline had completely taken over any rationalization in his head. when atsumu and y/n ended back in the middle of the rink, they were clutching each other, both shaking with sobs.

ukai next to him had a few tears rolling down his face and he was sure he did, too.

the second after their song ended was silent before the stadium was filled with applause once more. groups of spectators stood up one by one before everyone was on their feet. the skaters took their turns bowing before bowing together, twirling each other around a few times.

then he realized he hadn’t even looked up at their scoring and she almost fell to her knees, too, before her partner caught her, realizing what they had won.

“hey,” atsumu’s giving her a wide grin when she steps out of the locker room, “you did great.”

she returns his smile, relaxing her shoulders at his words, “you did too! i felt so relieved after that twist, but ukai’s definitely chewing us out for that spiral later.”

“oh definitely, i could already hear him in my head the moment i realized we stood up too fast,” he uncrosses his arm as he steps away from the wall he’s been leaning on. “so,” he begins, tilting his head slightly down to look at her as he comes to his full height.

“so?” by herself in the locker room, she was fully ready to break his heart if he asked about partnering again next year, but being alone with him in person made some of that confidence die down.

“you’re choosing him over me?” she’s already opening her mouth to respond before she freezes, processing what he really asked.

“what? what are you talking about?” she looks at him, trying to read his face.

“i just thought…maybe you’d say something. especially after that performance, you’d pick me over him,” he’s holding her gaze, revealing nothing in his eyes about what he’s feeling.

“kenma? you thought i was going to break up with him for you?” she backs up a little, trying to put distance between them.

but he follows after her, maintaining the proximity, “yeah. i mean, especially after that fight you guys had. you’re really gonna stay with a guy who hides behind a screen all day? and makes you feel shitty for just hanging around another guy he barely knows?–"

"what? how did you even know about that?” she cuts him off.

“because i knew what i was doing, obviously, taking you out somewhere like that,” he retorts, cornering her into a wall.

“he got upset because he knew you were trying to play him. you’re the one that doesn’t know him. he doesn’t hide behind a screen, and i’m sorry if i gave you the wrong impression. i thought that you were actually trying to be a good person,” she holds her ground, eyes darting ever so often to the hallway to her left, hoping someone might appear.

she sees his fists clench and then relax, “i….i was trying. i am a good person. i tried to be patient and nice, and i backed off because i care about you. i thought i could win you over and show you how good i am. and we’re perfect for each other. the whole world thinks so. did you see the crowd we had? the way they all stood up at the end? kenma’s just someone who manipulates money out of others, but look at us, we bring actual enjoyment to other people.”

that's the last thing he says before she loses her control. his head has been sharply turned to the side and his skin quickly turns red from the hand she slaps across it, and she doesn’t feel bad about it. “don’t you dare fucking talk about him like that. i keep fucking telling you that you don’t know who he is. he’s not a manipulator like you, i mean, seriously. can you step down from your self-appointed podium for one second and listen to the words coming out of your own mouth? you just told me you tried to manipulate me into breaking up with my boyfriend to date you after you tried to make him jealous. you’re full of bullshit, miya. what he does is just as honest and good as what we do. and i’m never working with you again. i don’t give a fuck if you’re little team can prevent me from ever going to the olympics again. do whatever makes you feel better about how pathetic you are. it doesn't matter to me."

she shoves off the arm he had pressed to the wall next to her, walking away. she turns the corner sharply, trying to put as much distance between her and atsumu.

she lets out a breath immediately, feeling a weight lift off her chest before she runs into someone. “oh, sorry–" her voice dies out when she realizes who it is, exclaiming as she pulls him into a hug.

kenma hugs her back for a second before unwinding her arms from him, “y/n," he's holdings her wrists in his hands, eyes scanning her face for anything wrong, "you didn’t answer any of my texts, is everything okay?” she can’t help the smile that breaks across her face before she wriggles her hands out of his, grabbing hold of his face to pull him in for a kiss.

he freezes before kissing her back, holding her closer with a hand pressed against the back of her head but she can feel how stiff he still is with worry.

when they break apart she sighs, resting her head on his shoulder, turning to face his neck and place a kiss on it. “i’m great, kenma. don’t worry,” his hands move to wrap around her waist, pulling her in closer when he’s sure she’s okay. “i just slapped atsumu across the face and gave him an entire speech about how much i love you to his face, you just missed it.”

“damn,” she feels his chest expand as he takes in a deep breath before sighing. “now i wish i hadn't waited so long. i had my phone ready and everything, i was pretty sure i was gonna turn the corner and see you beating his ass.”

"i wish you came sooner too,” she nuzzles her nose against his shoulder before pulling back to look at him face to face, “i would've treasured that video forever, but it's okay. i also may have just ended my career, but we’ll find out about that later.”

he freezes again in surprise at her last comment but she continues, “if it is, we'll find a way, but i think it’ll be fine. maybe atsumu will finally learn his lesson.”

he’s silent for a moment before he decides what to say, “if you say so.”

she can’t help the laugh that spills out of her mouth at his response before it goes quiet, the both of them still looking into each others eyes.

“you know i’m going to ask you what happened later, right?” he gives her a small, teasing smile.

“i do. and i’ll tell you, but right now i’m just focused on you,” she answers with a shrug, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“wanna know something else?” he asks.

“what is it?” she tilts her head.

“your lips are still cold from the ice rink.”

“are they now?”

“ i could never forget the feeling. but maybe you should let me kiss you one more time. just to make sure.”

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extras <3

COUNT CONTESSA!!! if you were not apart of my two day freakout over what song atsumu and y/n would actually perform to it was what won the poll i made which is all thanks to the music mastermind @eggyrocks

THANK YOU SO MUCH TO @kitnootkat FOR BEING MY PERSON TO GO TO WITH ICE SKATING QUESTIONS THIS CHAPTER WOULD NOT BE POSSIBLE W/O YOU and also my 50 wikipedia tabs that have been opened over the course of writing this chapter

also the u.s. figure skating account i fr just copied whatever posts they had

thank u nathan chen for all the work u put in just for a random haikyuu fanfic author to plaster oikawa tooru's name over today (HE'S REALLY GOOD AND HIS PERFORMANCE GAVE ME GOOSEBUMPS I MEAN NO DISRESPECT)

i also had no idea the quad axel was like the hardest move ever i FR JUST COPIED THAT FROM A U.S. FIGURE SKATING POST AND THEN FOUND THAT OUT LATER ON GOOGLE SO I PROMISE I DID NOT JUST PULL A WATTPAD AND BE LIKE "oh what is the hardest thing someone could ever do teehee and let me have my mary sue character do it with no flaws whatsoever"

EPILOGUE IS NEXT!!!

i feel like the quality of the written portions really went 📈📈📉📉📉📈📉📉📉📉📉📈📉 i am sorry

also i still had no idea what i'm writing and i am so sorry to any ice skater offended by what they just read and i hope skipped over my horrible descriptions and lack of knowledge writing

that's why this chapter took so long because i was so confused trying to understand the scoring system and what it looks like to the audience and skaters but i really really tried i promise

ukai and kenma were basically holding onto each other the entire time screaming and shaking the other person at every move atsumu and y/n did

ukai is a very proud father and 100% approves of kenma

when y/n wouldn't respond to kenma's texts bc she was busy bitch slapping atsumu kenma was like "i'm going to go find y/n"

ukai did not bat an eye he just pointed in some direction and was like "yeah go that way and turn right. go get your girlfriend. and go get married or something. if security tries to stop you tell them ukai sent you"

that sounds so ominous LMAOOO

in the suna-iwa dorm they were planning to have a civilized, peaceful night watching the olympics together as they cheered on y/n but then got a knock on their door

oikawa got to go and see y/n's performance in person but the rest of them just came over to the suna-iwa dorm to watch y/n together

it would be silent besides the tv in the dorm and then hinata and noya would lead one of those wii golf reactions to everything going on

they'd see yn position herself in front of atsumu before he would lift her so they'd be like "ohhhh" and then he'd throw her and they'd cheer

hinata would also sometimes just death grip kageyama's wrist (holding a paper bag) because he thought he was literally about throw up

atsumu definitely just stood facing the wall where y/n had just been for at least a good 10 minutes in silence before walking down a hallway he had never been down to think about his life choices

then proceeded to call y/n a bitch when a news reporter found him

honestly that did not go well for him

kenma and atsumu x yn fans were not very happy with him

i'm going to stop yapping now

i hope u enjoyed this chapter!! thank u for reading cold kisses <3

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COUNT CONTESSA | lh44

SOCIAL MEDIA!AU lewis hamilton x fem!black!fashion designer!reader

side note: i named the fashion brand "contessa" because i was listening to count contessa by azealia banks, hence the title side note pt2: this is a bit all over the place, i'm sorry

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f1 It's race day and Lewis Hamilton is rocking yet another fit from contessa !

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user1 at this point he should become their fashion ambassador ⤷ user2 fr he's been wearing their clothes a lot recently

user3 nobody does fashion like sir lewis hamiltonnn

contessa looking good in red!

user4 lewis' fashion sense never fails to amaze me ⤷ user5 no one is doing it like him fr (zhou being a close second)

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contessa The pleasure is all ours to announce our newest fashion ambassador: Formula One driver lewishamilton ! We are absolutely delighted to work on future projects together with such an inspirational and encouraging person. Lewis Hamilton represents everything our brand stands for: Passion, Elegance and Diversity. Welcome to our team, Lewis.

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user6 i've been waiting for this moment for so long! ⤷ user7 it was bound to happen i mean honestly he was wearing y/n's clothes for so long now

yourusername really happy to be able to work together lewishamilton ⤷ lewishamilton ditto!

user8 this is the absolute perfect fit omg

user9 i just know lewis giggled so badly when he signed the contract

user10 i need to see y/n and lewis together now they'd be so powerful next to each other

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yourusername jewelry prototypes

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user11 the way i could immediatly spot lewis' hands

user12 i know y/n and lewis work together but my delusional ass hopes they're kinda dating... ⤷ user13 no because saaammmeee

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user14 okay so now i know what the next thing is i'm saving my money for ⤷ user15 y/n is every penny saved worth spending on

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f1gossip Lewis Hamilton and fashion designer Y/N Y/L/N, founder of Contessa, have been spotted holding hands on multiple occasions during this years New York Fashion Week. The driver became one of the brand's fashion ambassador end of last year and has been seen around the designer more than often, leading to speculations of the couple dating. Is this their way of confirming the rumours or just two co-workers enjoying the fashion week?

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user16 honestly i called it

user17 are we surprised? no. but i am giggling and kicking my feet.

user18 i need an official statement right now or i cannot sleep properly

user19 they knew they'd slay if seen together

user20 officially the new it couple on my list

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voguemagazine Y/N Y/L/N and Lewis Hamilton stun in custom Contessa at the 2023 Met Gala. This marks the couple's first official public appearance.

#MetGala #Y/N_Y/L/N #Lewis_Hamilton #Contessa

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user21 they both ate everyone UP OML

user22 i know it was rumoured already but to have them as a real couple now has me feeling excited for them all over again

user23 nothing is more fashion than announcing your relationship at the met gala ⤷ user24 they're so slay

user25 i thought u weren't meant to mix your work life and private life

[zoeyuniverse]

🎀 Grumpy¹ 🎀

Category : Paige bueckers × OC (Susan)

Summary : Kate Martin's little sister is coming to the Uconn campus!

- Masterlist

- Part 1 ⬇️ // Part 2

- "What exactly are you doing?" 

Nika asks with a doubtful look on her face as she analyzes her teammates' actions in the middle of the living room.

- "Are we hanging colorful welcome wreaths?" replies KK, who is sitting on Paige's shoulders.

- "This is a small welcome party, not a five-year-old's birthday party," the brunette exclaims.

Just as the two young women stare at her, not really knowing what to say, like two children caught in the sack, the doorbell of the Uconn senior dormitory rings.

-"Saved by the bell" says KK.

As they went about their business, Nika made her way to the front door. When she opened it, she found herself face to face with Kate, her long blonde hair, flushed cheeks and smile stretching to her ears.

- "Hi Kate, long time no see!"

They exchanged a lively hug before entering the dormitory to greet the rest of the team.

- "So how are things going on the Iwoa?"

- "Very well, we're getting ready to beat you!" Kate starts amused.

- "In your dreams Martin, in your dreams..." Paige retorts.

KK steps forward and a mock fight begins on the living room carpet.

The girls don't get together often, if at all. They're usually at odds, but the love of basketball brings them together and they enjoy spending time together whenever their schedules allow.

This time, it's the arrival of new students on the UConn campus that brings them together. One of them happens to be Kate's sister: Susan Martin.

Quite the opposite of her sister, in fact. Dark-haired, of average height, and with a character far less docile than that of the tall blonde.

Neither Susan nor her classmates have any plans to attend Uconn. They're interested in a completely different sport: tennis. And that's why they attend the nearby university. Only... their dormitory had some architectural problems, and it was becoming too dangerous to live there. To be on the safe side, their principal made an arrangement for the girls to stay on the nearest campus until the work was completed.

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Finally, Caitlin Clark joined the small group in the living room.

- "C beer?" asks Kate.

Her friend nods and she throws her a can.

- "Give me one too," Paige shouts.

- "No more, sorry "

Paige pouted, which seemed to amuse Kate, who burst out laughing.

UConn's blonde got up to go to the kitchen, looking for something to quench her thirst, but she came across a girl she didn't know sipping her drink. Intrigued, she leaned against the doorframe and watched. The petite brunette finished her drink in one gulp and wiped her mouth with the sleeve of her jacket.

- "Nice run.

-" I was thirsty," the brunette replied.

- "That's my drink," the blonde smiled.

- "Sorry..." she inspected the glass until she found the owner's name, "Paige" she smiled back.

- "Are you some kind of fan?"

- "Fan of who?"

- "Me" Paige replied with a grin.

- "No thanks."

- "You're Kate's sister?"

- "Yeah... did she tell you about me?"

- "No, but you have the same smile."

Paige's eyes swept over the girl as if analyzing her. She wore a white blouse, jeans and her hair was pulled back with a clip. But one detail caught her eye: on her right leg, the jeans seemed to float, as if that leg was thinner than the other.

- "Hey, what are you looking at?" The younger of the two finally snaps, feeling uncomfortable.

- "Is everything okay in here?" Caitlin asks as she enters the kitchen with KK.

- "Yeah, come on Caity, let's go check on the others."

Susan grabs Caitlin's arm and pulls her into the living room where she joins her sister. Then she met the others.

- "Well?" KK smiled and looked at Paige.

- "Not my style, but whatever."

- "I never understood what you saw in those shallow girls..."

Paige rolled her eyes, obviously offended. She returned to the others and started talking to Azzy, who was sitting on the sofa.

Meanwhile, Susan, Nika and Olivia, another student who had joined the dorm for a while, pretended to sing Justin Bieber's "Boyfriend". This amused the others, who decided to film them.

Everyone laughed heartily, but the noise and the crowd soon tired Susan, and she decided to slip away again.

To relax, Nika suggested they take a walk around campus. Kate and Paige accompany her.

Kate walks in front with Nika, talking about her sister and insisting on keeping an eye on her.

But Susan and Paige can't hear their conversation.

- "Are you hurt?" The blonde asks, trying to strike up a conversation.

- "You're curious" Susan replies curtly.

- "Okay Grumpy, I was just making conversation."

- "Hm, I don't like to talk."

- "Excuse us, Sasuke."

- "Keep your lame nicknames to yourself."

Paige giggles. She couldn't take the annoyance of the girl next to her seriously.

Besides, she had no particular reason to be offended by his nonchalance.

- "How can you be so small and being Martin's sister?"

- "Shut up..." she bellows

The brunette then reached into her bag and pulled out a small camera, turning it on and pointing it at Paige.

- "Hey, hi paparazzi, what angle do you want to take?"

To ease the tension, the blonde decided not to ask any questions and let herself be photographed. She had fun striking ridiculous poses, pretending to sign autographs, and blowing kisses to imaginary fans.

It seemed to work as the Martin sister finally let out a smile.

- "Okay Grumpy, that was fun, what are you going to do with that now?"

- "Nothing, it's my way of communicating, isn't that what you wanted?"

- "You're not going to put me in some weird psycho album, are you?"

The term psychopath seemed to affect the younger girl, who poutted before accelerating to join Nika and her sister.

They walked for a while, Susan taking pictures of Kate and Nika, then returned to join the others.

The evening slowly begins to draw to a close as KK limply waves goodbye to the group on the way up to her room.

Nika and Ice, meanwhile, help Kate unfold the sofa and set it up so that she, her sister and Caitlin can spend the night there before heading back to IOWA.

- "You can call us anytime," insists Caitlin.

- "I can take care of myself, I'm 19 you know" replies Susan.

They smile stupidly at each other for a moment, before hugging.

- "Are you two dating?" Paige asks, standing right next to her.

- "Mind your own business bueckers" Caitlin spat when Susan pulled away from her to join her sister.

In the end, the three slept glued-together, as if their lives depended on it, and the next day, Caitlin and Kate flew home to resume classes.

⬇️Help palestine ⬇️

[mamirhodessxox]

Serving for our CUNTry

Damnation!Leon Kennedy x Model!Reader

Desc- Your a well know Runway model for VS & other companies dating Leon who is infact a Government agent. Unfortunately for you Leon’s team was low on backup since last mission going to complete shit which is how you ended up being recruited for the 1 time & it is a HOT mess.

Content- Mentions of ‘Bimbo’, Hints of sex, Violence, Semi gore details, funny ff this time, Reader serving for our CUNTry, bimbo!reader

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“Baby we need to recruit you for backup.” Is the words you absolutely did NOT want to hear ever in your life when dating Leon.

“So your telling me you expect me to go out on a mission with you in the middle of fucking China and use missiles & guns that I have never ever touched given the fact that all I know what to do is walk down a fucking runway and look pretty?” You spoke as Leon hesitantly nodded “Yes.”

Absolutely fucking not. no. no. no. NO! “Leon I’m literally a victoria secret model & you trust me with a fucking MISSILE?” And then he sat tapping his shoe before shrugging. “Maybe?” NO! BAD LEON! BAD! “Y’know what if I’m gonna be serving for this country involuntarily i might as-well do it how I want to do it understood?”

Leon regretted this decision immediately. He trained you for MONTHS. You were right, you were definitely better at walking down the runway in 6 inch heels than shooting a gun but who cares right? Everybody apparently. When you guys were deployed onto the mission Chris judged you HEAVILY for literally wearing Bright pink high heel pumps, the smallest skirt & crop top that had the words “Serving for my CUNTry.” With your hair in literal pigtails. If you weren’t the queen of bimbos right now then he didn’t know who was.

You all split up into duos in some random rank facility & you obviously went with Leon. Everything was going smooth at first. Until you were being chased by some random fucking creature “GOD DAMNIT Y/N SHOOT THE FUCKING THING!” “I’M A MODEL NOT A FUCKING GUN LORD LEON!” As it kept getting closer you heard a loud gunshot & nearly choked on your bubble gum.

“Oh my god you shot it!” You gasped and poked your heel at the fucked up creatures gooey head & gagged “I thought I trained you how to use a gun sweetheart.” You furrowed your brows & scoffed while your hands were on your hips “Yeah & then I realized I shouldn’t even be 0.1 millimeters away from one.” Leon pinched the bridge of his nose before running his hands down your arms “Sweetheart now is not the time to walk the runway and look pretty. You need to use the fucking gun.” You rolled your eyes “This is NOT it Leon I hope you know this.” Somehow Leon found this strangely attractive. Whether it was the current skimpy outfit you were wearing or just your attitude in general but he knew when you both got home you were in for a surprise for sure.

Hours later you were literally STRUTTING and I mean fucking STRUTTING SERVING CUNT SERVING THE RUNWAY VOGUING CUNTY into some random room after seeing Jill being nearly attacked by a bunch of the infected. You completely forgot what to do but you realize you had very sharp heels & also a gun so you put it to your own creative cunty use. In one hand you were shooting off a few of the infected and in the other you were holding your pump slamming the heel into the head of some of the zombie like people. Jill sat in a corner breathing heavily just watching in pure amazement before you flung the gunk of brains off your heel before slipping it back on.

You squealed and jumped up and down clapping “Oh my god I ate that!! Did’ya see that Jill! I TOTALLLYYY served cunt!!” Jill lightly smiled not even knowing what that meant “You sure did..” when you guys caught up with the rest of the group Jill took Leon aside “She killed half of them with her fucking pumps Leon.” He furrowed his brows “I’m sorry?? She saved you with a literal SHOE?” She nodded her head & looked over at you while you were explaining what ‘Serving Cunt’ even meant to Chris.

The team genuinely thought you were some bimbo but you somehow saved all of their asses. Even after the mission you were given some sort of Medal & grimaced at it “What the hell is that?” Leon chuckled rubbing your shoulders as you genuinely hated the fact that they gave you a medal that wasn’t even pink & cute.

One night you were appearing in yet another fashion show. The group had came for support & Leon watched as you strut down the stage & posed. Claire was in utter awe of you & Chris like a supportive father.

You were definitely made for the runway. Which would somehow be perfect for Leons next mission..

xtripleiiix’s Masterlist

A/N- OKAY I LOVE model!reader & leon!!! READER SERVED SOOO MUCH CUNT & I WANNA WRITE MORE AB HER & LEON HOW DO WE FEEL ABOUT THIS?

🏷️ list: @ginswife @coolpastelartshoe @greatkoalawizard @cokolin044 @kotoriarlert @alicerosejensen @bunnybot55 @valkyrurx @agent-dessis-posts

[lesb0]

Chappell is literally writing lesbian narratives about lesbian sex and before recently most of her fans were queer women. She talks about hating men constantly. She just happens to perform in drag because she likes to. How on earth are you reading it as “for gay boys.”

There's a way to study mass media culture with a little bit more basic info on how the industry functions. "Chappell Roan" is a contracted brand, more like a 1099 worker than an LLC. her job is to be the front talent for an agreed upon number of successful ips produced by said label.

Along with her agency and stylist teams provided by said label, lyrics to songs like these:

-- are very carefully selected to systemically fill in the current major niche gap in gay mens music left by Gaga, azealia, kylie minogue, madonna, cher, Judy garland (hence why much of her music has no pronouns).

Manufacturing a tiktok star to successfully fill this gap is extremely profitable for Amusement and Island, even after money is divided between two labels, agency, producers, style teams, and talent. The drag stylist, red hair, and having Dan Nigro produce her album is not an accident, its strategy. as is this "appearance" at a gay bar

while it is rare for any tiktok hits to get this successful, she is winning at the system. there's no one single creative behind ANY of the big famous kids online. this is a big constantly moving industry where many people's payrolls depend on designing specific conditions for her billboard success. There is no "oh she just happened to dress in drag and magically blew up totally organically! 🤪"

please learn some basic media literacy skills and learn to properly read into celebrities and pop music for your own sake.

[kingslayerstew]

tagged by @ilynpilled

rules - go here and make a poll of your top ten most listened to artists long term or short term so everyone can vote for their favorite

tagging @lmaowh-at @vibratome @mrsjadecurtiss @idonsul @wodania @westmeath @frafool 🫶

[nintendocompositions]

finally finished remixing my first fighting game mix, EVERYONE EVERYTHING IS REMIXED!! I had a blast making this and I can't wait for MVC FIGHTING COLLECTION AAAAAAAAAAA thanks for listening!!

Street Fighter Alpha 3 EX (Hideki Okugawa) - Theme of Q Tekken 3 (Nobuyoshi Sano, Keiichi Okabe) - Eddy Gordo Darkstalkers 3 (Takayuki Iwai) - Deserted Chateau (Arranged Ver.) Super Street Fighter IV (Hideyuki Fukasawa) - Theme of Dan Super Street Fighter IV (Hideyuki Fukasawa) - Theme of Dudley Marvel Vs. Capcom (Masato Kouda) - Theme of Morrigan Ultra Street Fighter IV (Hideyuki Fukasawa) - Theme of Poison Tekken Tag Tournament 2 (Namco Sound Team*) - Eternal Paradise (Fiji) Super Street Fighter IV (Hideyuki Fukasawa) - Solar Eclipse (Africa) Street Fighter V (Keiki Kobayashi) - Kanzuki Beach (Malaysia) Tekken 5: Dark Resurrection (Akitaka Tohyama) - Estrada da Estrela (Meteor Shower) Street Fighter 6 (Shigeyuki Kameda) - zilra zilra (Blanka’s Theme) Street Fighter X Tekken (Hideyuki Fukasawa) - Jurassic Era Research Area Tekken 8 (mifumei) - Streak of Blue (Seaside Resort) Tekken Tag Tournament 2 - IT’S NOT A TUNA! (Bountiful Sea) Tekken 8 (mifumei) - Ortiz Farm (Golden Meadow) Street Fighter X Tekken - Cosmic Elevator Tekken Tag Tournament 2 (Namco Sound Team*) - Abyss of Time (Wayang Kulit) Tekken Tag Tournament 2 (Namco Sound Team*) - Siga (Tropical Rainforest) Tekken Tag Tournament 2 (Namco Sound Team*) - What You Will See (Heavenly Garden) (Benton Remix)

SAMPLES: *Akitaka Tohyama, Nobuyoshi Sano, Keiichi Okabe, Rio Hamamoto, Taku Inoue, and Go Shiina 1 9 0 5, Former City Records - Recorddeals 3BallMTY - Inténtalo Amor Satyr & Siu Mata - Nah Anitta - Lose Ya Breath Anitta - Funk Rave Azealia Banks - Anna Wintour BADSISTA ft. JUJULIETE - BAGUNÇA MINHA B***** Bianca Oblivion ft. Thai Chi Rosé & Dyer MC - Bad Gyal Capcom Vs. SNK 2 (Satoshi Ice) - True Love We’re Makin’ (London) Charli xcx - Everything is Romantic Da Brat ft Notorious BIG & JD - Da B Side Kali Uchis - Dame Beso//Muévete KiNK, Kei - Nagore (Original Mix) Lone - Approaching Rainbow Lone - Blue Moon Tree Major Lazer ft Nina Sky & Ricky Blaze - Keep It Goin’ Louder MC Juninho do Complexo - Olhou Sorriu Otira - Take Me Street Fighter III 3rd Strike (Capcom Sound Team) - Beats in My Head (Elena Stage) Tekken 2 (Yoshie Arakawa, Yoshie Takayanagi) - Almost Frozen (Antarctica) Tekken 4 (Yu Miyake) - Kitsch (Beach) Tkay Maids - 24k Zsela - Earlier Days (Sunship Remix)

Also on SoundCloud! Thanks for listening!

[norrussells]

controversial take: ron dennis is the azealia banks of team principals

[997]

new azealia single. flop or bop??

that woman is SO DANGEROUS when shes able to book a decent production and mixing team... like its crazy good up until she decides to... sing melodically instead of spitting LOL ima give it an 7.8

[blnk338]

please ive been seeing this trend of people saying they cant listen to specific songs cause it will cause them to crash, and most of them have been azealia banks

now im imagining soap putting on liquorice and ghost swerving on the damn road, getting them almost into a damn accident while the rest of the of the team is holding onto dear life as they scream at him to slow down

-psychward anon

THATS THE SONG THEY WERE LISTENING TO WHEN HE BACKED INTO THOSE SOLDIERS IN LAS ALMAS

[fagmegumi]

which one of u is gonna take one for the team and make me a 212 azealia banks megumi amv once s2 is out and there’s enough footage