#we did it with 5 euros and a dream

[essercipertuttienonperse]

crazy that we got 2nd after the US considering how fewer people we are and importantly how much less money is invested in gymnastics here

[pedripics]

Pedri via Residency - July 18, 2024

How are you feeling? - "Incredible! Winning the Euros was crazy"

How is the injury? - "Better every day. I've just started my holidays, but I'm training every day to recover and start the season at the top of my game"

Winning the World Cup? - "I can't even imagine that feeling. It's the dream that every child who plays football wants to fulfil. I have already won LaLiga with Barça and now the Euros with Spain. Now on to the Champions League and the World Cup"

How did your family react to seeing you win the Euros? - "They were very happy! They were with us at every game of the tournament and at the celebrations"

Feelings for next season? - "Very good, both personally and as a team. It could be a great year"

Winning World Cup or Champions League? - "Why choose? That's like choosing between your dad and mom"

How did you feel when you were lying on the ground because of your injury? - "I knew what he had done to me that was going to stop me from playing. I was in pain and also annoyed that I had to stop because of the injury."

Do you like Japan? - "Yes! I like sushi... and I won an Olympic medal there"

Will Nico come to Barça? - "I have no answer to that question. What is clear is that he would be a great signing for Barça. He has shown what he is capable of in the Euros"

Would you play as a goalkeeper? - "Hahahaha that's what my father was there for. There is no need for more goalkeepers in my family"

Did you have a great time at the Euros celebrations? - "I had a crazy time, actually. It was a moment of celebration with the whole country after a great tournament. Although I had to take care of my knee at all times. The rest of the players didn't have that problem 🥲" (kroos i am gonna find you istg)

Where do you see yourself in 5 years? - "Well... playing football at the highest level, like now. In the future I want to start a family, but in 5 years i am not so sure"

Is it fun to do photoshoots? - "I always say no to my team and especially at the beginning I was embarrassed, but now I'm used to it. I try to have fun and have a good time, although I prefer a ball to a camera"

Advice when you suffer from your first big injury? - "Well, be patient, because in the end, with work and effort, the good times return"

Feelings for the new season? - "I think it's going to be really good. Now it's time to rest a bit and recover and get back to work as soon as possible under the orders of the new coach. We are sure that this new season will bring us a lot of joy."

Do you have a favourite female singer? - "Hora Cero, by Myke Towers, is the one I've liked the most lately... and of course 'Pedro' by Raffaella Carrá" (sir that's not an answer and we both know it lol)

Real Madrid will win La Liga again - "Veremos..."

Advice for young players? - "Have fun playing and try not to lose the things that street football gives you"

Favourite teammate? - "Ferran. The truth is, he is a great teammate and friend. He always supports me and gives me advice"

Is Ferran single? - "I would say so, unless he's gotten a girlfriend since Tuesday when I haven't seen him"

Your best friend? - "I have several. Dani, Fran and Rubén, who have been my friends since childhood"

Are you excited about the new Camp Nou? - "I am already looking forward to playing there again. Playing at the Camp Nou will surely help us on be on top... The visit impressed me, because of the project and because I saw how it works inside"

Where are you on vacation? - "As always, I am on holidays on my island, in Tenerife"

Where do you see yourself in 10 years? Looking like my profile picture (a picture of him being bald)? - "Yessss. Everyone is asking me if I am going bald... one day I will, for sure! That's easier than having Cucurella's hair"

Dream vacation? - "Wherever it is, with my family and friends"

Who do you think will be the next Golden Boy? - "Lamine, 100x100"

Tea or coffee? - "I drink neither"

Are you learning English? - "I learnt a bit… let's see if after the holidays I really get into it and speak it properly soon"

Where did your obsession with bananas come from? - "It's not an obsession. It's true that i really like them and in the Canary Islands, it's a typical product used in many recipes"

What do you do so bad comments don't affect you? - "do things as good as possible. I know what I do and what I do not do; I cannot control what people say or invent"

You promised to grow a mustache. When will you do it? - "Maybe I am doing it these days and then I will share some photos" (NO PLEASE DON'T)

[deadcryptiid]

Interview with Euronymous for Morbid Magazine 1987

You had planned a tour in Italy, what will happen now that Manheim is gone?

Euro: We'll just use Torben. But the tour will be in December instead of August as first planned. This is for several reasons.

Does Maniac use distortion on his vocals or is his voice natural?

Euro: Maniac's voice is actually natural! When I first heard him I was sure that he used distortion, but he don't. You can hear that on the demo/record, because he and Messiah use the same mike together! But I think he uses some ki nd of space effect.

How do you manage to play so fast?

Euro: Well, you know that the more practice you get the faster it goes, and we've played for three years, now. But we don't play fast compared to bands like Napalm Death! They're fast!

Has your demo sold well?

Euro: We've sold some, but most people prefer to wait for the record, I think. We've sold a couple of hundred records, even before it's out!

Are any record labels interested to make a deal with you?

Euro: I don't know.We haven't tried to get a deal yet. We recently got a letter from some label called Thunder Records. They wanted a demo so I sent them one. But except from that we haven't sent out any demo to record companies at all.A lot of people have told us that we'd get a deal easily, but we hate record companies. If we'd sign a deal, we'd loose all control. Now we do everything ourself, distribution, promotions and stuff, on our own label called "Posercorpse Music, Inc. "If we sign a deal, we might get much better distribution and more money, but still we prefer to do things ourself. I mean, which rec. company would print our lyrics? However, if we one day do sign a deal, I doubt that it will be more than a one or two record deal.

Were do people that buy your demo come from?

Euro: From all of the world.We've even got a lot of letters from strange places like Japan, Australia, Poland, Chile and Peru!

What do you think of the Norwegian thrash scene?

Euro: It sucks, but I think it starts to build up now. More and more people seem to become active in the scene which I think is good. One thing which also is good is that punks and thrashers now start uniting. But I think that more girls should get into the scene! I know about just 5-6 of them here in this country. However, the Norwegian scene has alot of suckers!It is people who just walk around, thinking "I listen to Slayer, I'm hard!" and we also have those who make crooked use on bands and others, I'm not going to mention any names, but this is Bad!

Do you feel that many people buy your demo after they have read a Fanzine with you in it?

Euro: Yeah, I think that's the way most people get to know about us. We've also been played on lots of local radios everywhere, but it's deffinetly the fanzines who make most of the promotion.

What music do you listen to?

Euro: Personally I listen a lot to electronic syntheziser music like Klaus Schule, Tangerine Dream, Conrad Schnitzler and Brian Eno. I also listen to lots of thrash and some hardcore. But, NO disco shit, pop music or HM.

What do you think about Vomit and the music they play?

Euro: They rule! Their new stuff is so great! To be honest, I think they're better than us! They're really great guys. When Manheim left us they lent us Torben and they let us come to practice at their rehearsalplace every weekend. That's a cool attitude. Support them! They will have a new demo out this autumn.

You visited Kreator some time ago, how did they react when they first heard you?

Euro: The German thrashers are psychos! At that time we had only released "P.F.A" demo, and a lot of them loved it! Then you have to be sick!

You've got some help from Metalion of Slayer Mag. what do you think of him and the Fanzine?

Euro: Metalion is a fucking great guy and our best friend. If it haden't been for him....... The Deathcrush record is dedicated to him, and he truly deserves it! His 'zine is one of the best ive seen and also definitely the sickest.

[unmooring-britain]

Quincy Morris a vampire? – Blood and Capital:

In our third session on Dracula, we briefly touched upon the question whether or not Quincey Morris could be a vampire himself – an idea that struck me as rather absurd at first. But when thinking about it for a bit, one has to admit that there are quite a few situations in the novel where the American acts quite strange. For example, when he randomly shoots through the window of the room, that the others are meeting in, under the pretence of aiming at a bat at the windowsill[1] or when he is the first one to assure Mina that he would kill her if she were to turn into a vampire.[2] We furthermore argued that Quincey Morris is not only American but also aggressively portrayed as such, and thus inseparably linked to the idea of capitalism – and the idea of capitalism is one that has always been linked to blood. This seems to hold especially true for the 19th century. After all, the economist Karl Marx had just used blood as a metaphor for ‘coagulated labour power’,[3] turning the flow of blood into a synonym for the circulation of capital.[4] Subsequently the image of the “Bloodsucker” can be found in a lot of texts of the time, sometimes in outright vampire figures, and other times in minor allusions. I myself was in particular reminded of Émile Zola’s “Au bonheur des dames”, which features a department store, which robs its female clientele not only of their money, but also of their senses, just as Dracula did with his female victims. This is achieved through the ornate displays of fabrics and products, which are often strikingly red or blood-coloured; as for example, the “oxblood-coloured gloves”[5]. The almost vulgar mass and display of goods arouses the women. In order to satisfy their newly awakened desires, they have to keep on shopping until some of them faint in a climax-like manner – a description which reminded me of Mina’s loss of consciousness after Dracula’s visit.[6] It is furthermore stated, that in the department store

“the woman was queen, her weaknesses were glossed over and she was surrounded with courtesy, she ruled there as a queen in love (…) paying for each of her whims with a drop of her own blood”.[7]

Tying in with this imagery, the department store’s director the money-hungry Mouret, whose name seems to allude to the French verb for dying “mourir”, has also been dubbed an arch vampire by some researchers.[8] His biggest dream is to turn over a million euros in one day, a goal for which he seems to be willing to walk over dead bodies:

“He [Mouret] built her [the woman] a temple, had a legion of commis scatter incense, created the rite of a new cult (...) and behind her back, when he had emptied her pockets and shattered her nerves, he was filled with the secret contempt felt by a man whose mistress has just committed the stupidity of giving herself to him”.[9]

But the department store has not only an impact on its shoppers, but also on its employees, as the physically demanding work wears them out, leaving them just as pale and anaemic as the small traders of the neighbourhood, which are unable to compete with the selection and prices of the department store. They thus quite literally bleed out. Is it a stretch to compare Zola’s work to Stokers? Quite possibly. But I do think that if Morris had been just a bit more ruthless and as obsessed with money as Mouret, I would be way more likely to agree to the idea of him being a vampire. But as he is instead this somewhat clumsy adventure type guy, I am inclined to say that in the end he is just very American.

[1] It was and idiotic thing of me to do, and I ask your pardon Mrs. Harker, most sincerely, I fear I must have frightened you terribly. But the fact is that whilst the Professor was talking there came a big bat and sat on the windowsill. I have got such a horror of the damned brutes from recent events that I cannot stand them, and I went out to have a shot, as I have been doing of late evenings whenever I have seen one. View Bram Stoker: Dracula. London 2003, p. 257.

[2] Quincey was the first to rise after the pause. He knelt down before her and taking her hand in his said solemnly: “I’m only a rough fellow, who hasn’t perhaps, lived as a man should to win such distinction, but I swear to you by all that I flinch from the duty that you have set us. And I promise you, too, that I shall make all certain, for if I am only doubtful, I shall take it that the time has come!” View Ibid, p. 352.

[3] Geronnene Arbeitskraft in German, as I am not that confident in my translation. View Naomi Lubrich: Der Vampir im Warenhaus. Eine Metapher geht um in Émile Zolas Au Bonheur des Dames.In: Orbis litterarum 70 (2015), p. 474-502, here p. 489.

[4] View Ibid, p. 489.

[5] View Émile Zola: Das Paradies der Damen. München 2018, p. 315.

[6] Van Helsing, Art, and I moved forward to Mrs Harker, who by this time had drawn her breath and with it had given a scream so wild, so ear-piercing, so despairing that it seems to me now that it will ring in my ears till my dying day. For a few seconds she lay in her helpless attitude and disarray. View Stoker: Dracula, S. 301.

[7] View Zola: Das Paradies der Damen, p. 100.

[8] View Lubrich: Der Vampir im Warenhaus, p. 478.

[9] View Zola: Das Paradies der Damen, p. 100.

[sapphoherselz]

#oh my god.#OH MY GOD?#OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!#KEVSETH RISE#KEVSETH RIIIIIIISE#i LOVE it#i love YOU#you are giving me everything#imagine getting aftg with one (1) character aware of the plot and everything like a god-adjacent sports commentator and its KEVIN DAY#how many of y'all wanna pitch in on the bet that aaron has a thing for neil's hands#iam foaming at the mouth my brain got the zoomies everything is so good soup#aaron: bitch / bee: he hath given me a nickname at last 🥹#DAVID MARRY MEEEEEE#I NEED YOU TO OBLITERATE MY FATHER LIKE U DID NEIL'S#ON MY KNEES DAVID ON MY KNEES#you wouldn't mind David in our marriage right vael?#dream polycule#so whats the new tag for neilaaron bestfriendisms?#cuz aaron's friendism be thirsting#YOU CAN'T TELL ME NOTHING BC KEVIN KEEPS ON REPLYING TO SETH AND THAT AIN'T NOTHING OK#well i went overboard didn't i#eh#love you babyvael of my heart#(i was going for babygirl adjacent but now it just looks like i'm calling you babybel cheese and spelt it wrong)#idgaf i'm leaving that there

another day another soulmatism for us code!!! cause why is the "my brain got zoomies" describing my situation exactly (and also, as always, funny as hell??????? again, HOW do you come up with these things omg!!!!)

#imagine getting aftg with one (1) character aware of the plot and everything like a god-adjacent sports commentator and its KEVIN DAY LMAOOOOOOO the way he would be in the background while andreil are busy w their complicated gay mating rituals and he's just...eating...staring right at the camera...not a thought behind his eyes.......

#how many of y'all wanna pitch in on the bet that aaron has a thing for neil's hands im putting in 5 euros....but most of my hard earned money is going for the "aaron has a thing for neil's slutty waist"...

#you wouldn't mind David in our marriage right vael?#dream polycule laughed so hard at this that my right ribs hurt!!!!! omg babe you dont even have to ask!!!! likeeeeeeee.........a dilf who's v protective of the ones he loves AND he has quick and funny comebacks???? where do i SIGN!!!

#YOU CAN'T TELL ME NOTHING BC KEVIN KEEPS ON REPLYING TO SETH AND THAT AIN'T NOTHING OK CODE STOP BEING IN MY BRAIN WHY ARE WE THINKING THE SAME THING!!!!! GET OUT!!!!!! cause like...that was exactly what i was going for..........like kevin you could block him soooo easily....

#love you babyvael of my heart#(i was going for babygirl adjacent but now it just looks like i'm calling you babybel cheese and spelt it wrong)#idgaf i'm leaving that there babycode the dearest in my heart i can be you babybel cheese anyday and everytime thats how much i love you!!!!

still celebrating for yesterday news anyways neilaaron bestfriendisms w a side of I went to my older posts for reasons and I noticed that I used to not answer people's reblobs (cause I had anxiety about interacting with people) SO IF I EVER GHOSTED YOU J'M SO SORRU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also I fear I'm not going to be here for some time sigh 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 (exams + thesis) 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[baphofemme]

Hello, I am Amira, not a robot, and I only need two minutes of your time.

Can you support my campaign? I’m not asking for a financial donation, but I need you to adopt the campaign and spread it consistently. I want you to embrace it with all your heart. Imagine yourself in my place, watching my mother so ill, and I can’t help her. She moves between camps and shelters, barely able to walk from exhaustion. I am unable to provide her medicine. We are living in a dark, freezing place, and the sounds of bombing terrorize us.

I am asking you to share my story and ask the world: Can you help us provide treatment for my mother and buy blankets to relieve the cold? Just 5 euros can make a big difference for us.

Please carry this campaign in your heart and give it everything you’ve got. Your help means there is still hope, and that goodness still exists. Please don’t hesitate, we need you.

[iamgonnagetyouback]

okay okay details:

I started crying as soon we started walking to our section, we were in the 400’s, but my tickets were under 80 euro, and the stadium was a smaller one so we were still pretty close.

I made so many videos, I wasn’t really living in the moment ☹️ but like it’s Taylor Swift, I want to remember everything. My iPhone 12 mini did not fail me with the quality tho. However, the sound was a bit too good so it’s basically mine and Taylor’s concert (I was constantly screeching in the background, especially during the lover era (when I hadn’t lost my voice yet), during ttpd and the surprise songs)

MY SURPRISE SONGS ARE MY BABIES. First she sang imgonnagetyouback, which I literally predicted (the night before I was singing the lyrics, as one would, and accidentally sang: “whether I’m gonna be your bike or gonna smash up your wife” 🫣 the song had been stuck in my head the ENTIRE week (it was a sign)) and then she complimented us on how loud we were and sang dress (caught my beautiful screeching to that on camera). On piano she first sand you are in love, which was my favourite song a while back so it just means so much to me 🥹 and it’s the cutest love song… and then… she sang cowboy like me. The day before I texted my friends saying if she sang that song, I would die… … she sang cowboy like me… I had to recover during the Midnights set.

I also bought a lot of merch beforehand, so I did miss paramore ☹️ I had just graduated so my parents gave me some money to spend at the eras tour. I got the grey zip up, the back t-shirt and the white one as well (my mom’s colleague is a big fan too and she went in Paris, but she was pretty pregnant at the time so didn’t wait for merch and I bought her a t shirt and made a matching body for when the baby was born hehe), I also got the tapestry (I originally wanted the poster with the dates and city, but it was sold out. The cashier told me the tapestry was the same price + it was like 5 times bigger) and then I got the tote bag!

Sorry this is all over the place 😭 if you wanna know more, please feel free to ask. I’m manifesting she comes to India for the next one!!! 💗

- 🌷

OMG, this is everything!! (੭´༎ຶ ཀ ´༎ຶ)੭ Your whole experience is like a dream (and definitely meant to be with those surprise songs!). I can’t believe imgonnagetyouback was stuck in your head the whole week—that’s the universe literally setting it up for you! And Dress and You Are in Love?? And then Cowboy Like Me right after?! I think I’d just be a puddle on the floor during Midnights trying to recover, too. (•‾⌣‾•)و ̑̑♡

Also, the merch haul! That’s so sweet of you to get a matching onesie for your mom's colleague’s baby! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

And the tapestry sounds epic; it’s like a piece of the tour to keep forever. (⸝⸝ ♡﹏♡⸝⸝)

And honestly, I get recording everything—it’s Taylor! Plus, your iPhone 12 mini sounds like it came through clutch! I’m manifesting with you that she comes to India because this experience sounds magical, and I need this energy closer to home!! (づ> v <)づ♡

Thank you for all the details, this just made my day! ⸜(｡ ˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

[rainbowywitch]

Hello dear🌹

I hope you are well and healthy.

I am Moatasem from Gaza, please help me and my brothers to get out of the woes of war, we hope to learn,We need urgent help, especially since schools are at the door, and we cannot enter Egyptian schools because they require a residence permit, and we have no choice but to enter private schools, but they need a lot. please share the pinned post on my page, and donate if you can for the necessity of cruelty🙏

https://gofund.me/66214924

Hello, I am Etaf Al-Qataa,I'm from Gaza, Im34 years old ,I am a wife and a mother of five children. and I am communicating with you with a heavy heart and on behalf of my family, consisting of seven members, including 5 children. We were trapped in the devastating situation in Gaza. We were urgently seeking evacuation to Egypt after enduring more than 200 days of displacement and hardship. I seek to help them urgently and provide them with the minimum requirements. The occupation demolished our beautiful home and took my husband’s job and his car. I was displaced and was able to escape the scourge of war to Egypt, after fleeing to Deir al-Balah in Gaza and tasting the bitterness of displacement and losing a lot. Today, I find myself in a situation I never expected. The conflict in Gaza has left my family in desperate need of help. And here I did not find any money for the family’s expenses after the occupation managed to take away everything we had and we went back a lot. This war took our livelihoods and our factories, and we are struggling to survive. This is our house that was destroyed by the occupation. It was a beautiful house that contained all our beautiful memories, me and my family. We put a lot into it. This is my husband, Youssef Esleem, He is 38 years old, whose business was destroyed by the occupation, his merchandise was burned, his car was destroyed, and we no longer have any other source of income. His beautiful laughter was stolen and turned into sadness after this. This is my eldest son, Moataz Esleem, and behind him is his brother, Moatasem Esleem. They excelled in their studies, and had high grades and were among the top students in school. However, the occupation took away their money to complete their educational rights. We were living a happy life before, but the smile was taken from me and my family. These are my children, Maria who is 7 years old, Adam who is 4 years old, and Amira who is 3 years old. Maria was the first in her class and they had a beautiful life before the war, but the occupation took away their joy. We were from a very high-class family and the occupation wanted to destroy that in us, but we will not help the occupation destroy us and with your help we will rise again, Your donations will provide essential assistance to help my family rebuild our lives. Here's how the money will be used: 1- Rent and utilities: to provide a safe and stable place for the family to live in. 2- Basic needs: to cover the costs of furniture, clothing, groceries and daily necessities. 3- Educational support: to help Moataz, Moatasem, Maria and Adam continue their education and work for their future. 4- Medical and psychological care: to address any health needs and provide psychological support as they adapt to their new life. 5- Your contribution to my husband’s small project, in order to work to earn a living, which costs 30 thousand euros. Every contribution, no matter how small, will make a huge impact, and your generosity will help my family find stability and hope in these difficult times. We are so grateful for your kindness and support that gives us the strength to rebuild our dreams. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your compassion and generosity. Etaf

[apocalyptic-dancehall]

My name is Anas Al-Sharfa. Since October 7, 2023, we have been suffering from a brutal war that has destroyed our dreams and hopes, exceeding the limits of human comprehension. During this savage war, we have endured hardships that mountains could not bear. We are facing severe water shortages and a critical lack of food and nutrition due to the blockade in northern Gaza for the past 10 months, preventing essential supplies like meat, vegetables, and fruits from entering. This situation has forced us to eat animal feed, leading to weight loss, various diseases, and a significant weakening of our immune systems.

We also suffer from severe water shortages, often walking nearly 1 kilometer to obtain a single gallon of water, which is approximately 16 liters, barely enough for five family members. As a result of the war, our home and agricultural land, which used to provide our daily sustenance, were destroyed and completely bulldozed, leading to major disruptions in our lives. We have also suffered from repeated displacement, moving from one place to another and from one area to another due to the horrific and brutal bombings.

Additionally, we have been deprived of education and the opportunity to build a future. I was studying to become a doctor to help people, but fate did not allow this as my university, where I dreamed of studying, was destroyed. I have been overwhelmed with thoughts during this war—how will I build my future? How will I complete my studies?

We also suffer from fear and terror due to bombings, fire belts, and explosives. Hospitals, which are the lifeline for every sick and needy person, have also been destroyed. We face a shortage of medicines and vaccines while diseases increase and ravage us, with no solution in sight as there are no hospitals or medical supplies available here in Gaza. We live in constant fear for my younger siblings because they haven't received their general vaccinations, particularly after the widespread outbreak of polio due to the lack of cleaning supplies and the massive accumulation of waste in the streets. The streets are also flooded with sewage, posing a grave threat to our children. My brother suffered from jaundice, battling it for about two weeks with fatigue, dizziness, and other symptoms. It's a deadly disease, and as mentioned before, there’s no treatment available due to the destruction of hospitals and health centers.

We are also suffering from the absence of cooking gas, forcing us to use wood and plastic to start fires, which could lead to poisoning. We've been without electricity since October 7, spending days in darkness, causing immense fear in my younger siblings. This has also made it extremely difficult to charge our phones and batteries for lighting at night. We had to travel kilometers from our home to find places with electricity, incurring high costs to charge our phones and batteries.

Moreover, we have had no stable income since the beginning of the war after our agricultural land was destroyed.

I kindly request assistance for my family so that we can live a better life.

https://www.gofundme.com/f/7fn48y-gaza-palestine

anas's campaign is at only €230 out of €50,000. if you're able to, please donate any amount of euros! even €5 can help a lot. if you cannot donate, then share and reblog as much as possible.

[dear-ao3]

back with more!

-so back to 2016 Briefly. i need you all to know that nico did Bonkers shit to win. this was pre driver weight minimum restrictions so to get weight off the car (so he could go faster) he took the paint off his helmet (it was previously yellow because he and lewis had yellow helmets when they karted together or something), he cut his socks, he took parts off his seat, he stopped cycling to loose muscle in his legs, he stopped sleeping with his wife to focus better and No he should Not have done this but its important to know that he Did and that was why he Stopped because he knew racing lewis was quite literally killing him and he couldnt keep at it

-and like willd shit happened that season too. notably they crashed into eachother in Barcelona and toto aparently made them pay for the damages. they had an insane teammate rivalry. one of the most insane.

-yes he is the only one to beat lewis at his peak in equal machinery

-so anyway he announces his retirement at the 2016 prize giving ceremony which was like less than a week after the championship was won

-prior to that he and lewis did a press conference together at the last race in abu dhabi and by all accounts theyre like not really getting along too well at this point and lewis spends like a whole several minutes praising nico being like yeah whatever happens happens in the race and ive loved racing with him as a teammate like we dreamed about this as kids im proud of him hes come so far blah blah blah and nicos like. in tears next to him (remember lewis didnt know that if nico won he was retiring) and nico says something about how the only thing he could manage to eat that week was fucking kellogg frosties which was the stupid cereal the two of them used to eat and yeah you all see how insane this is anyway i could go on but i will Not

-so nico retires after his first and only win to everyones surprise, lewis goes on to win 4 (or 5 depending on who you ask) consecutive titles

-nico fucks off and does his own thing for awhile, as i said hes married and he has two girls and he also has a youtube channel that he used after he left racing to pretty much like praise the shit out of lewis hamilton and his driving and whatever else

-he also returns to the paddock as a part time commentator for sky sports. which is very interesting because its pretty obvious every time that he is there that he hates pretty much everyone on the commentary team and has no regard for rules and just says whatever the fuck he wants. its pretty clear he doesnt do it for money (he has more than enough of that) but doe sit cause he actually like racing and cars and all that (its really interesting to hear him speak about the cars cause he actually knows how to explain things well)

-this is sort of a disaster sometimes but its an interesting disaster. because on top of everything nico is fucking Smart. im pretty sure (and again none of this is fact checked) that he got into some top engineering college and decided to race instead. like the things he knows about racing and cars is wild. so the normal commentators will say something and nico will be like no. incorrect. wrong. see what he did there? he lost 2 tenths on that corner. his brake balance was off. his engine mode needs adjusting. they need more downforce. or whatever. and he will be Right.

-he also just. says things. like again, theres really only so much you can reveal that is public knowledge. last weekend Alone when he was commentating on a practice session he was like hehe yeah so i have an offer in my email right now to buy part of alpine (a team which has repeatedly denied that they are Not for sale btw) and i could buy it but its too much of a disaster so im not interested. oh how much is it? why should i tell you??? oh i will anyway its a billion euros! for example.

-and then he will also call people the hell out. presently hes waging absolute war against mclaren because they refuse to distinguish a number 1 and number 2 driver and thats exactly the hot water mess that nico found himself in at mercedes with lewis (tho. as i have said. lando and oscar are NOT comparable to brocedes. no one ever was and no one ever will be again the circumstances were too insane)

-so yeah. he shows up in a cunty weird and kind of ugly outfit (usually consisting of several different shades of white), takes a picture in front of a team or a person or makes a prediction that curses someone (unless its lewis lewis is immune to the curse), says bonkers shit, prasies lewis hamilton live on air and then leaves

-and yeah he still praises the hell out of lewis and talks about how incredible of a driver he is and this and that and knows literally his driving style inside out and backwards (the clips of him commentating on lewis laps are insane) but despite this lewis will not talk about him, will not even mention him, will actually go out of his way to not mention him (for the Record i am obligated to put here that i dont think lewis owes nico anything at all whatsoever and i am not saying that he does, but this is a post about nico not lewis) meanwhile nicos like has anyone talked about lewis recently? has anyone pulled out an insane career stat of his that is slightly obscure? cause i will and ill do it right now

-and they live in the same apartment building in monaco but apparently dont speak to eachother because of how awful the teammate thing was but every now and then nico will drop some insane piece of lore that has everyone going hold on wait fucking What (like that lewis gets his kids presents at christmas)

-but yeah other than that hes like busy being a girl dad and posting on his favorite social media platform (LinkedIn) (yes i am serious) and spends a lot of time advocating for the environment and figuring out how to make f1 and cars better for the planet and all that and yes he also had a terrible botox era that we wont talk about but yeah overall. insane man. absolutely insane. no ones ever done it like him and no one ever will again.

photos for context:

nico and lewis gokarting

nico at williams in his peak britney era:

the nico lewis first podium that kills everyone:

nico at mercedes:

some fuck ass mercedes pr:

nico serving cunt at the paddock this year:

and if youre really enthralled, this highlight reel from his youtube

hey wait im also new to f1 but i saw the other ask and i was curious abt what you meant when you said no one will ever do it like nico rosberg?? also retiring after your first championship win is insane lmao what a power move

nico rosberg is just. he’s insane. he’s cunty. he’s wonderful. he possesses sass and audacity unlike any other. we unfortunately do not have time to get into his whole story (my lunch break is only so long) but here’s some highlights:

-technically he’s a nepo baby. his dad, keke rosberg, won the world championship in 1982 and they remain one of the Few father son duos to both win a world championship (don’t ask me who the others are idk but i know they exist)

-he and lewis hamilton met when they were kids in the late 90s sometime and were gokarting teammates at some point in i think the early 2000s? (not fact checking i don’t have the time rn) and they were Besties. they’ve talked about this before, mostly in older interviews, but the gist is that both of them were outcasts from the other karting kid in opposite ways (nico was the son of a champion and rich and lewis was from nothing and pretty much the only poc most of the time) and that drew them together and they were Menaces according to legend. everything was a competition and they trashed hotel rooms and ate pizza and ice cream and kellogg frosties and went to greece and dreamed of being in f1 together

-nico signed with williams in 2006. his teammate was mark webber. and nico had long flowing blonde hair (this is important). he crashed at one race and mark webber said “britney’s in the wall” cementing the nickname britney, like britney spears. jenson button (another driver) said later on that they called nico britney because he was “very pretty” (do with that what you will)

-he was just. insane. cunty. constantly looked like a european bond villain. wore god awful shoes. whole bit. once he stayed in his car when it got craned off the track cause he didn’t want his hair to get wet. which is insane cause he’s wearing a helmet it would have gotten equally as not wet had he gotten out.

-anyway, lewis made it to f1 in 2007 and they had their first podium together i think that year (?) and it’s cute and fun and oh boy you’re not ready for what these two have coming

-lewis won the championship in 2008 (but he almost won in 2007, his rookie year) at mclaren.

-nico went to mercedes when they recentered the grid in 2010. his teammate was michael schumacher, who was fresh out of retirement. (yes the michael schumacher, 7x world champion). michael fucked with nico endlessly according to legend, including making him piss in a bucket pre race because he would hog the bathroom until the last possible second. nico still out preformed him most of the time, and the car was mid as hell.

-michael retired part 2 at the end of 2012. and who replaced him but lewis hamilton

-so the two of them were teammates again. the cards were absolute Stacked against them. because yes they were besties yes they’d known eachother forever but the first person you’re judged against is your teammate. and you’re trying to beat your teammate. and lewis already had a championship. nico wanted a championship.

-2013 was relatively chill. the car was kinda mid. they did well but not fantastic and did some fuck ass pr (highly reccomend looking those videos up)

-2014 they had a car that could win. and they started fighting eachother for wins. they played all kinds of mind games against eachother and withheld stats and nico ran illegal engine modes (supposedly) and lewis said they were no longer friends after nico supposedly wrecked his monaco qualifying one year but they claimed they still supported eachother and were friends off track. lewis won in 2014 and in 2015. but nico was right behind him and he wanted to win a championship, he didn’t want to be a number 2 driver

-so in 2016 nico did some insane shit. he stopped sleeping with his wife so that he could get better sleep or something, he did weird things to cut weight, he basically did everything and then some to win. and then he did. he won the championship and then at the prize giving ceremony announced he was retiring. he didn’t tell lewis this.

more after i get off work :)

[nursemichie]

Life lately

"The Journey to a New Beginning: Our First Week in America"

It has been a week since our plane touched down on American soil, and the surrealism of this monumental journey has yet to wear off. What was once a distant dream is now a tangible reality. Here, we stand on the threshold of a brand-new chapter, ready to embrace the challenges and adventures that await.

Day 1 (Friday, August 18)

Our journey began with a visit to the Bank of America, where we attempted to open an account, only to discover that they did not accept euros. We were advised to return on Tuesday, and while it was a minor setback, it served as a reminder of the intricacies of navigating this new financial landscape. The day took a delightful turn as we ventured into a colossal Walmart for the very first time. The sheer size of the store overwhelmed us, offering everything one could possibly need. Ard, with his culinary expertise, made wise purchases, while I, like a child in a candy store, filled our cart with whatever caught my eye.

Day 2 (Saturday, August 19)

Our cousins, Manay Nieima's family, graced us with their presence and took us on an unforgettable tour of Austin, Texas. Kevin led us to a real Texas BBQ restaurant, Terry Black's, where he set a high bar for barbecue excellence. Their generosity extended beyond this memorable meal, as they showered us with thoughtful gifts, ranging from a rice cooker and kitchen essentials to bedroom items. Such gestures of kindness left us profoundly grateful.

Day 3 (Sunday, August 20)

Sunday saw us attending Mass online, yearning to find a nearby church to connect with our faith. Despite the scorching Texan heat, we ventured out for an evening neighborhood walk, only to retreat to the hotel after 15 minutes, a reminder of the weather's intensity.

Day 4 (Monday, August 21)

Car shopping became our focus, with visits to Nissan, Mazda, and Toyota. The Toyota Rav4 caught our eye initially, but the hefty 17% APR gave us pause. The Mazda CX5, while promising, left Ard with a feeling that something was amiss during the test drive. The Nissan Rogue beckoned with its tempting offer of no down payment and no interest for three years, yet Ard decided to explore further.

Day 5 (Tuesday, August 22)

Returning to the bank, we encountered another roadblock in our quest to deposit euros. Undeterred, we opened a joint bank account and were advised to return in two days.

Day 6 (Wednesday, August 23)

With Ard's discernment, we finally settled on the Nissan as our car of choice and paid a deposit to secure it. The prospect of driving it immediately was tantalizing, but our lack of Social Security Numbers (SSNs) meant only ten days of free leasing, followed by a daily charge of $39. To avoid unnecessary expenses, we decided to take possession of the car on September 1, when our SSNs would be in hand.

Day 7 (Thursday, August 24)

A triumphant day arrived as we deposited our euros into our bank account, marking a significant step forward in our journey. As our apartment was not yet ready, we checked into a nearby hotel. Our daily routine began to take shape - coffee in the morning, errands, cooking, a midday nap, a workout at the gym, dinner, studying, a refreshing bath, and restful sleep. This routine, though simple, provided a sense of stability amidst the whirlwind of change.

In just one week, we have experienced the ups and downs of transitioning to life in America. Each day brought new challenges, unexpected joys, and the realization that the dream we once held is now our remarkable reality. As we embark on this new chapter, we look forward to embracing the opportunities and adventures that lie ahead, all while cherishing the memories of our first week in this land of endless possibilities.

[galadrieljones]

Thank you for sharing this!! Of course I am here, and I have Things to Add™ 😂

They are clearly setting up *other shippers* for the future here, which is to say that season 2 is not a set up for Carol and Daryl to have a romance that will progress. It's about Carol and Daryl and their long lasting, very epic friendship, them coming to terms with years of trauma together after a long and fraught separation, the terms of which we don't fully understand yet. All the set up for this can be found in "Consumed," "Find Me," and "Diverged" as well as "Indifference" and "The Grove" (others, too, but these are the main ones imho).

Speculation on what Emily was doing in France for some undisclosed period of time still stands here. She never advertised her con appearances on Insta OR Twitter, which is super unusual for her. She was also clearly there alone, not having posted a single picture of herself with her boyfriend or any friends. In fact, she never once told her followers why she was in Europe. Vacation? Work? She also kept most of her posts in stories, which are temporary. We don't know. Her presence at the cons was discovered by Bethyl fans organically who saw her on the schedule and reported it here, on tumblr.

We also don't know when she arrived in Europe, or when she left. We do know that she has been, up until this past week or so, very quiet on Instagram for the past several months, while simultaneously lamenting on twitter about being busy, going crazy, etc., and some of those tweets have since been deleted. Emily is not typically shy about self-promoting, so it's unusual for her to not even have mentioned to her fans she would be at the Euro-cons. It's also unusual for her to seemingly be extremely busy and yet to post nothing about what she's busy doing, not even a hint 🤔

One thing she did post was a reply to a comment asking her if she has any new acting projects on the horizon, with a #TWDfamily tag, to which Emily replied, "I hope!"

It's also interesting to me that Emily only just recently started posting about being in LA again, and promoting her merchandise again, as in, over the past week or so. She was very quiet for much of the first part of this year and did not post much from LA at all. On May 27th, she tweeted about being "free" and "happy" two weeks after she posted that "the dream is still alive."

Free from what, I wonder? Is she done with whatever she was doing for literal months, including a mysterious trip to Paris, to do a con for a show she hasn't starred in for almost a decade?

Norman returned to Paris in late April for a motorcycle conference, a few weeks after Emily posted about being there. There's zero evidence that she overlapped with Norman, but the coincidence is a little glaring, given the other contextual clues here. Norman has also been vague on his whereabouts lately, though not as much as Emily. He has done a bunch of work in Japan, promoting Death Stranding 2, and he posted about it quite a lot.

The thing is, it's possible that, if Emily WAS filming in France, it might not be with Norman. If season 3 is setting us up to focus on *other* characters, we could speculate a parallel formatting, which is a discovery and turning the pages of yet another important "book" in Daryl's life, one of which has barely been cracked since 5.10, ie: "The Book of Beth." This could include flashbacks to Beth's story over the past ten years, and what happened to her. None of this would require Norman to be there.

Even if Beth *never* comes back (I believe she will, I'm just saying), we need the Book of Beth to truly understand Daryl and his heart. Much of the GA is obsessed with Daryl's reunion with Rick; however, the two of them have been on divergent paths since season 5. While a reunion would be great, it is possible it won't happen for many years. In a recent interview, which I can't source because I don't remember where it is (lol), Daryl mentioned that perhaps they would reunite as "old men." Further, Daryl's search for Rick in season 9-10 isn't literal. It's an extended and metaphorical search for all of those he's lost over the years, one of which has never been buried, never been found, the book never closed as we know it, and that's Beth.

People will continue to make the same one-dimensional arguments as to why Beth is dead, etc. But anyone who actually pays attention to Daryl's characterization knows that none of this is about Rick, or even Carol. Daryl's characterization changed irrevocably after "Coda," and none of his ensuing unhappiness has ever been solved, or answered. No catharsis has been reached yet for Daryl in terms of what happened to Beth and what it meant to him, or even fully what happened in the days/weeks after they left Grady. He's just hanging there, unfinished.

That was a really long way of saying, Beth is near 💫

Soo, this article just popped up! They mention S2 is also going to be 6 episodes, which I'm kinda sad about 🫠

And I found something kind of suspicious...

"The series has also been given an early renewal for Season 3, so there will be more to come by the end of The Book of Carol. Of course, it's important to remember that nobody is ever truly safe in the world of The Walking Dead, so Daryl and Carol are not guaranteed to return for Season 3, as another slight title change could easily shift the focus onto other characters."

We all know neither Daryl or Carol are going to die like come on! 😂 So why would the title shift focus onto other characters?! 🤔Literally can't think of anyone else, except for... ☝🏻

No idea if this is one of those websites that posts on behalf of AMC, but still...

@angelthefirst1

@twdmusicboxmystery

[femininefutbol]

grand slam

prompt: claudia pina surprises you at your wimbledon final after making you think she wouldn’t be able to make it due to playing in the euros 

word count: 2.3k

a/n: i'm no tennis expert by any means so if any details are wrong i'm sorry. also i'm not extremely happy with the way this turned out but i hope you guys enjoy it anyway

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“Congratulations (Y/N), you are through to the final of Wimbledon in your first ever Grand Slam appearance” the interviewer states and the crowd breaks into applause. 

“I am extremely happy and very shocked. This is just the start of an incredible journey for me. I am honoured to have even been a wildcard in this tournament let alone being able to make it this far, it is a dream come true” you look out at the crowd, basking in the energy and finding your family and coach, the view of them together making you smile even more. 

“So the match went on for a while and you were down for the entire first half of it. When you were down 5 - 2 in the second set did you even think you had a chance coming back at all let alone being able to win?” the interviewer asks. 

“I first want to give appreciation to Ons Jabeur, she played an incredible game today and myself and probably everyone else was likely under the assumption that she would win. Especially when I was down in the second set but being able to come back in that set through a little bit of luck and a lot of determination gave me the mental push that I needed to be able to fight to the end and thankfully it was enough for me today” you answer the question, still a little surprised that you were even able to bring this game back to win and especially against the current world number 3. 

“It is yet to be decided but you will either play Elena Rybakina or Simona Halep in the final, is there a match up that you would prefer?” the interviewer questions. 

“Both are incredible players, ones that I love to watch and I am very aware that either would be tough to beat in the final. I am just excited to even be here, it didn’t even seem like a possibility a few years ago so I am just taking in every moment and I will appreciate whichever match-up is served to me” you joke, rather proud of yourself with the pun you just made. 

“You mentioned that this didn’t even seem like a possibility a few years ago and that is very interesting. So we know you played football professionally up until a few years ago and could have potentially been preparing to play in the Euro’s right now. Spain plays their opening match tomorrow, is there anything you want to say about that?” the mention of football brings a smile to your face, your mind immediately filled with thoughts of your girlfriend Claudia. 

“So I only really started training tennis professionally during lockdown a few years ago, before that I really did think the rest of my career would be spent playing football. I am excited to be here though and this is a dream come true. But I am also so excited for my girlfriend and friends on the national team and I can not wait to be able to attend the rest of the group stage matches to support them” you speak happily, always excited at the mention of Claudia and also football. 

“Congratulations (Y/N) (Y/L/N) again for making it to your first Grand Slam final, good luck to you. Any last words?” 

“Thank you so much, I’d like to say my own good luck to Claudia and the rest of the Spanish football team for their game against Finland tomorrow” you state, making the Spaniards in the crowd go wild, which causes both yourself and the interviewer to laugh at the reaction. 

- 

“You are through to the final” Clàudia screams down the phone, her excitement making you giggle. 

“So you were able to watch?” you ask with a large smile. 

You knew that it would be hard for Claudia to watch your games at this point as Spain’s opening game for the Euro’s is tomorrow. You wanted to be there and you would have been if you hadn’t made it as far at Wimbledon, but you are going to the rest of the games in the group stage and you are more than ready to play the part of the proud girlfriend at Claudia’s first major tournament. 

“I made the rest of the team watch too, some of the girls didn’t think you could come back but I knew you could” Claudia informs you the tone of her voice is one of pride, although that quickly changes through to her next sentence. “I’m so sorry that I won't be able to be there to see you play, I can’t believe I’m missing your first major tournament final” she states sadly. 

“Pina baby” you speak softly, hoping to stop her thoughts as they race through her mind. 

“(Y/L/N) baby” she replies just as softly, the sadness still evident in her voice. 

“This is your first major tournament as well, we are both doing what we love. Even if we can’t be there to support each other in person, I feel your support every time I step out onto the court and i hope you feel mine every time you step onto the pitch” 

“But you are going to come and support me after your match and I won’t have been there to support you at all” Claudia explains, still not being able to get over the fact that she won't be there for you at your first ever Grand Slam final. 

“Okay and? I hope that there will be many more tournaments that I plan in and I know that you will be there when you can. It’s all part of our lives Pina, and I will love you whether you come to all of my games or none of them” you answer again, hoping to get through to her.

“Well I will always try to come to as many games as possible but when I can’t I will always set up a watch party to cheer you on” Claudia states, the sentiment causing a flutter to run through your chest knowing just how much she really does support you. 

“Thank you Pina. I have to go and I assume you probably do as well but I will be cheering you on tomorrow even though I can’t be there” 

“I won’t be playing tomorrow, you know how Jorge is” Claudia sighs. 

“You better be playing or I will be having stern words when I see him” you and Claudia both laugh at your statement.

“I’m sure he will be terrified of a 19 year old girl” Claudia’s comment causes you both to laugh even more. 

“He better be. I love you baby, bye” 

“I love you too” You hold Claudia’s words in your mind long after the phone call ends. 

Even though you have been working so hard to assure Claudia that it is okay that she can’t be at your game, because it is, it does still hurt you that your biggest supporter can’t be there to see you in the biggest moment of your career thus far.

You try to cast your mind away from the disappointment and instead settle in to watch another of the Euro’s games, sizing up your friends and girlfriend’s potential quarter final rivals. You are happy enough to be distracted by some football for the evening. 

-

You scream in shock, falling to the ground as Elena Rybakina misses your shot, crowning you the winner of the 2022 Wimbledon Grand Slam. 

All throughout the award ceremony you beam with joy, still not fully believing that you had actually won your first ever major tennis tournament. 

“This must be a dream come true, how are you feeling?” the interviewer asks almost immediately after you are handed the trophy. 

“More than anything I am so overjoyed, still very shocked but mainly just so happy. Shoutout to Elena for being an incredible opponent, it was a tough game from start to finish but I didn’t expect anything less. I’d also like to thank my coach who has worked tirelessly with me to be able to make this happen, I wouldn’t have been able to do any of this without her. Also my mum and sister who are amazing supporters, showing up to every game and training throughout my entire life, whether it had been for tennis, football or any other sport I played, they were always there to watch and cheer me on and I am so glad I have been able to repay them for everything they have done by means of winning this tournament. Lastly I’d like to thank Claudia, even though she was unable to be here today I know she was supporting me from afar just as I was supporting her the same way yesterday. This is for all of them, and all of you as well, vamos Espana!” you raise your trophy at the end of your miniature speech, the crowd loudly cheering as you do, causing tears to well in your eyes at the amount of support you are receiving. 

“You played well, you came out with something to prove in that first set and it came away from you in the second but what did you say to yourself coming into the third set?” the interviewer asks. 

“I really put my all into that first set, it felt incredible to be up from the beginning and that got to my head a little bit. It distracted me during the second which brought me back to reality and allowed me to find the balance and just play my best in the third set. I’m just lucky that my best happened to be enough today. It all comes down to the team I have around me though, even just being able to look over to them really brought me back to reality and reminded me of the reason that I am doing this, which is nothing to do with ego and everything to do with dreams I’ve had since I was a little girl of being able to conquer anything I set my mind to” you state, the smile not leaving your face as you think of your younger self and how she would feel having been able to achieve something so great. 

“Speaking of your team, there is one member who you speak of often and fondly who isn’t able to be here today” the interviewer states, obviously making a mention of Claudia. 

“Yeah like I said my incredible girlfriend Claudia isn’t able to be here as she is performing in the Euro’s, but I know she wished to be here and I felt her with me out on the court today, as I do with every game I play. I just hope she is as proud of me as I was of her when I was screaming at the TV in the gym when she entered the game and every time she touched the ball” you laugh, causing the crowd to laugh too, most of them probably not understanding that you are in no way at all exaggerating. 

“Well I’d like to congratulate you on the win, but if you check your team box I think there is someone there who would like to offer you an even better congratulations” the interviewer states, pointing behind you to where your team are sitting, clearly having something set up. 

You turn around, looking at your team box, your coach, mother and sister who were there the entire game standing proudly. Although new faces have joined the three of them as Claudia and a few other Spanish national team members stand smiling proudly. 

Once yours and Claudia's eyes meet the tears that had welled in your eyes freely fall as you as courteously as possible run towards the stand, not being able to wait another second to be with your girlfriend.

“You are here?” you ask, holding her face in your hands, not actually believing that she is physically here. “Is this real?” 

“Very real baby. Congratulations on your first Grand Slam win, you didn’t seriously think I would miss it did you?” Claudia asks in return, the smile not leaving either of your faces as you stay staring into her eyes, any sense of anything else completely disappearing as all that matters in this moment is you and her. 

“Thank you” you finally get out, not sure how to express your gratitude that she is here to support you or your relief that she didn’t actually miss this moment. 

“Of course (Y/L/N). I would love to stay like this forever but you did just win Wimbledon so I assume you have some other things that you are supposed to be doing right now” Claudia states, knowing that you have an insane amount of media duty to attend to. 

“Can I kiss you Pina?” the asking is customary as you lean in anyway, capturing her lips in a sweet yet passionate kiss as this is the first time the two of you have been able to physically interact since you left for the beginning of the tournament a few weeks prior. 

“Congratulations again mi amor” Claudia states, pushing you away slightly so you will actually leave to do what is required of you. 

“Do we even get a hello (Y/L/N)” Patri calls out, herself, Aitana and Ona stand behind Claudia waiting for you to notice them. 

“Hello! Thank you for coming, I spent too long kissing Pina, I will make it up to you later” you call as you are walked away by a security personnel, causing the Spanish footballers to just laugh at you as you leave.

[queenshelby]

Roommates – Part Four

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Words: 2,385

Warning: Smut

Note: This plays in 2020. Please interact. Your interactions and comments mean a lot to me.

Just as you were in the middle of your morning routine following a night filled with erotic dreams about your roommate, you heard a loud knock on the door.

You quickly turned off your vibrator and chucked it into your bedside draw before pulling up your panties and singlet and walking into the hallway.

When you opened the door, you were surprised to see James. His face was flushed and he looked like he had been crying.

‘You don’t fucking answer my messages and calls anymore’ he said and it quickly became clear to you that he must have been drinking all night when you smelled his breath from the distance.

‘You shouldn’t be here James, please leave’ you said firmly, knowing that his visit wasn’t permitted under the current lockdown restrictions.

‘Just hear me out Y/N, please’ he begged once again after he had been trying to get back together with you for the past four months and, whilst you initially maintained contact with him, you no longer responded to his messages and ignored his calls for the past two weeks.

‘There is nothing more to discuss James. I am through with you’ you said before you tried to shut the door on him but, just as you did, his foot caught in the doorway and he pushed his way into the hallway.

‘James, honestly, get the fuck out. You cheated, more than once, and I am done with you’ you huffed out and thought that, clearly, he would have received the 2,000 Euro engagement ring he had bought you in the mail by now.

‘You can’t just throw away what we had Y/N’ he went on to say and, just as he did, Cillian returned from his morning run.

‘Get out of my house James or I will call the Gardaí’ Cillian said calmly as he noticed that you were distressed.

‘Alright Murphy, go ahead, call the fucking cops’ James huffed out angrily and, before you knew it, James pushed you with your back against the wall in frustration.

‘Y/N, please fucking listen to me. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen’ he pleaded again with a whiny voice but his grip on you was becoming rather aggressive.

‘James, stop, you are hurting me’ you shouted out and, just as you tried to push him off, Cillian grabbed James by the back of his t-shirt and pulled him out of the house.

‘That’s enough James, fuck off and leave her alone’ Cillian said harshly and, when these words left his lips, James turned around suddenly and hit Cillian across the face with his right fist.

‘Jesus James’ you panicked as you quickly walked over towards Cillian and him but, when James realised what he did, he was quick to run off.

‘Fuck, Cilly, are you alright?’ you asked as you watched him hold on to his face.

‘I am fine’ Cillian chuckled before acknowledging that his face would likely be swollen before Lindsay would arrive in the evening.

‘I am sure she won’t mind Cilly’ you said before giving him a hug and thanking him for defending you and making James leave.

‘Y/N, I stink, you probably shouldn’t…’ Cillian said but you didn’t care and hugged him anyway, pressing your half naked body against his.

Ironically and almost surprisingly, you actually didn’t mind the scent of his sweat covered body. You could still smell the deodorant and aftershave on his skin and the hint of mint from the toothpaste he used that morning on his lips.

‘Let’s get some ice on this, hmm’ you then said before forcing him to sit down at the kitchen table while you prepared an ice pack for him.

After you wrapped the sachet of ice into a thin cloth, you gently pressed it against Cillian’s cheek which, already, had turned red.

The skin on his face felt soft and slightly moist and his deep blue eyes gazed into yours for a brief moment while his lips smiled at you.

His smile was warm and beautiful and you couldn’t help but pay attention to the large freckle on his upper lip.

‘So, uhm, I…uhm…I think I might go and get dressed’ you eventually huffed out after you had gotten lost in his eyes for a short moment.

Cillian nodded in response and, just as you walked away from him, an unfamiliar feeling washed over his body.

It was a feeling he couldn’t explain and it was almost unique in a way. In addition to his arousal which, by this point, had also formed in between his legs again, he felt shivers run over his spine and down into his stomach. These shivers felt almost like flutters and made him feel uncomfortably warm.

***

It was 5 o’clock and Cillian was out, walking his dog and getting some Aspirin from the nearby pharmacy following his incident with James and you decided to have a bath before the said storm was scheduled to come in later that evening.

Despite, you really needed to get your mind of the fact that Cillian was about to shag Lindsay which, in the past, hadn’t bothered you but, more recently it did. In addition, your friend Laura continued to nag you about updates on Cillian’s life, telling you that she was still very much in love with him and asking for your help to turn things around between them.

The sky had already darkened and you decided to gather all of the scented candles Cillian had in the house and carry them to the bathroom. You arranged them all around and poured yourself a glass of red wine before settling in the hot tub which was facing the backyard through a one-sided window, meaning that no one could see inside.

With Cillian being out, you didn’t bother closing the bathroom door and allowed the heat from the fireplace in the living room to radiate throughout the house.

Just as you sat in the half full tub and watched as the steaming water began to fill it completely, you reached for your phone and ipods to listen to something relaxing.

When, finally, the tub was filled completely, you lowered yourself into it allowing the bubbles to overtake your body. Your knees were slightly bent as you laid back and your breasts were floating on the surface just barely exposed to the air above the water. Your hair was floating and the bubbles were popping all around your head while you listened to an audiobook narrated by Cillian.

His voice was always something you enjoyed listening to, now more than ever and you closed your eyes to take in this moment of solace.

But, just as you did, Cillian’s face appeared beneath your eyelids and your heart instantly skipped a beat. You wanted to feel his strong hands on every inch of your wet body and, with those thoughts in mind, your hand began to caress your ass cheek while thinking about him. With each stroke you moved a little further up your thigh and back down the back of your ass. Your pussy lips were throbbing and wet from more than just the warm water, begging to be touched.

You were in a trance, listening to Cillian’s voice through your headphones as you slowly began to pleasure yourself and, with your mind being so far gone, you didn’t even realise that Cillian had returned home from his walk early as it was pouring with rain outside.

‘Y/N?’ he shouted through the house as you were nowhere to be found until, eventually, he realised that you may be in the bathroom.

With the bathroom door open, he looked inside only to find you with your eyes closed, facing the opposite direction towards the large one-sided window.

‘Y/N, shit, I am sorry’ he huffed out and, as you continued to run your hand up and down your naked body, he realised that you had your headphones in and didn’t hear him.

Cillian turned around quickly and you released a gentle moan that softly echoed in the bathroom. In your mind, you wanted him more with each touch of your hand but, of course, he didn’t know that.

When Cillian heard your moan, his manhood immediately went on alert and whilst he knew it was wrong, he couldn’t help himself but turn back around and watch you.

Unbeknownst to you, Cillian watched you as one of your hands was massaging your breast while the other slowly spread your legs exposing more of your pussy to the warmth of the water. It crashed against your lips like waves in the ocean and they were pulsating, begging for more.

‘Jesus, look away, fuck’ he said to himself quietly inside his mind as he stood there motionless and with a raging erection. He wanted to strip down naked right there and join you and it took all of his willpower not to do exactly that.

‘Hmm’ you moaned again as you listened to Cillian’s voice through your headphones and took your fingertips and tightly squeezed your clit. You could feel your juices being released and your legs spread wide as your hand pressed and caressed your mound.

‘Fuck’ Cillian’s mind said again, urging him to walk away and, just as he had built up enough strength and turned around, he heard you again.

‘Cillian’ you huffed out but with your eyes still tightly closed and feeling each sensation you were creating as you indulged on the sound of his voice.

Cillian immediately turned around in a panic, thinking that you had caught him watching you. Why else would you have said his name, he wondered.

To his surprise, when he turned around in a panic, you still had your eyes closed and continued to pleasure yourself. Your hand was working over your mound from top to back and teasing both of your holes now and, with Cillian watching, you continued to touch and tease yourself, caressing the inside of your thighs.

Perhaps he was imagining you calling out his name he thought. You couldn’t possibly have said his name while you were masturbating. Clearly, his mind was playing tricks on him and he was sure about it.

Then, the unimaginable happened. You stood up inside the tub in all of your naked glory. Bubbles were running down your body and the smell of vanilla was in the air as you climbed out of the bathtub.

Cillian was quick to disappear into the hallway and thought that, perhaps, he should have closed the bathroom door. But then, he heard his name leaving your lips again and, just as he went back to see whether you were, in fact calling for him, he watched you lean against the vanity with your headphone still inside your ears and your fingers running over your outer walls of your pussy before teasing your clit with a soft abrasive touch.

In a trance and consumed by pleasure, you dropped your towel to the floor and squeezed your clit between your fingertips as you stood there with your eyes shut. The candle lights still danced in the room, bouncing off the water drops still on your soft skin.

All of your tattoos were on full display and so were your piercings, including the one on your clit which Cillian became rather curious about.

He could not take this any longer and watched you desperately as your body cried out and you responded by slowly inserting your index finger into your cavity and sliding it back out. You did this a few times until she pushed it in deep and held it there, massaging your inner walls. Then you added a second finger into your hot pussy pushing some of your juices out onto your hand.

Cillian swallowed harshly when, eventually, you removed your fingers from your hole and placed them one by one into your mouth, sucking them clean.

‘Jesus fucking christ’ he thought and, despite the fact that he knew that Lindsay would be visiting him in the next hour or so, he turned around and made a quick run to his bedroom.

Seeing you like this was too much for him and, without giving it a second thought, he unzipped his jeans and pushed them down half way in order to release his raging erection.

Leaning against the dresser in the bedroom, he began to stroke his hard shaft vigorously, thinking about what you did in the bathroom at the same time as he was seeking relief.

Just as Cillian was stroking his cock hard and fast while thinking about you, you thrusted your fingers in and out of your pussy while thinking of him. Eventually, you began to pound your pussy, slapping your clit with each thrust. Faster and harder bringing yourself to an orgasm.

Just as you came, your moans filled the entire house, thinking that you were on your own.

‘Oh god, yes Cillian’ you groaned and there was no mistaking it. It was his name he heard when you came and this alone sent him over the edge, causing him to cum hard onto the pile of dirty clothes besides the dresser.

Just as he stroked the last few drops of cum from his shaft, he heard the doorbell ring.

Quickly, he grabbed one of the t-shirts from the pile of clothes and cleaned himself up before walking downstairs and opening the front door.

‘Hey Sweetie’ Lindsay said, carrying two shopping bags.

‘You are early’ Cillian said before giving her a brief kiss.

‘I wanted to surprise you and thought I would cook for you. For Y/N too, of course. At least this way, you can finally introduce us properly and I don’t feel like your beck in call’ Lindsay explained.

‘Sounds great’ Cillian said somewhat flustered just as you walked through the hallway almost completely naked.

‘Oh my god, you are home…fuck’ you shouted, covering your breasts with a towel and Cillian couldn’t help but sigh.

He thought about you, calling out his name as you masturbated and now he was in his hallway with Lindsay who clearly wanted to mark her territory.

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I left in 2013. Back then life was good. I lived in Moscow. Halfway between expat and girl whose parents are wealthy enough to afford a foreign school. The Olympics were coming. Putin had just been reelected and we knew he was going to be there until at least 2024 but we were young and 2024 was far away. The old mayor, Lushkov had been sacked and replaced with Sobyanin. Less corrupt. The new administration was younger, more dynamic. They started to transform Moscow's centre, make it more like a European city. Bikes. Free parcs. New riverbanks.

My last year in Moscow was my last year of high school. We were studying love and desire in our philosophy class. Our teacher told us "you don't desire a thing for what it is, but for what it represents. It's symbols all the way. When you go to MacDonald you don't go for the food. You go for the American dream. You're going there to eat America"

Our school was located in Moscow's centre. There were lots of restaurant nearby where we would go lunch. Most of them had business menus at 220 rubles. At that time around 5 euros. At MacDonald you could eat for less than 100 rb. Two euros max (and we're talking about a whole menu).

So it was MacDonald whenever one of us was tight on money. Or when we couldn't choose between the Japanese or the Uzbek restaurant.

(All the expat kids went to Red cafe, so we did not.)

It was a running joke. "Ah fuck it! Let's go eat America!" And so we went.

And now the MacDonalds are closing.

[kzuhadovey]

promises must be kept

character: timeskip!hinata x f!reader

type: fluff

warnings: -

song recommendations: mrs.magic - strawberry guy

remember to drink your water and eat your food, i love you!!

At the ripe age of 7 years old, you made a promise.

“At 25 years old, if we’re single, we get married.” “25? That’s a little early.” “That’s old enough. I’m sure that when we’re 25 we’ll look old so no one will like us.” “Okay then.” “Okay. It’s on, Y/N.” “You’re stuck with me for life, Shoyo.”

You smiled at yourself as you find the messily scribbled paper you found deep in your drawer. It was a scrawny drawing of you and Hinata, with the words, “Y/N and Shoyo gets married when we’re 25.” The memories rush back, like a wave of nostalgia, and you sigh. If only things were that easy. You and Shoyo have been friends since the literal day you’ve been born. You guys were a package deal- you have Y/N? You get Shoyo aswell. You both told each other everything, from your first kisses to your other friends’ secrets. You supported Shoyo through his volleyball career, and he supported you throughout yours. He was the best friend you could ask for.

Until that day, you moved to Paris. You’re a writer, and you’ve had over 5 million copies of your latest book, Over The Moon. It was a love story like you usually wrote. And even though your writing career was soaring, your own love life hasn’t been so good. Yes, you were an astonishing writer with beautiful facial features, but you’ve never found the right, exact guy. He was always too pushy, or too confident- it was never the right match for you. So ever since, your love life has been incognito. You’ve mostly focused on writing for now- your book was almost finished. You just needed an ending- which you couldn’t exactly grasp. The two main characters, Tracee and Elliot, were definitely in love, but you didn't really know what to do with them. Writer’s block, as it was called.

After around an hour of staring at the blank page on your laptop, you decide to take a walk outside. It was a very beautiful day- the streets were packed with tourists and small shops were blooming with food and objects. You stared at one of the shops- a sweet, enticing Lilly grasping your attention. “Might as well just buy it.” You thought to yourself as you approached the old lady selling them. “Salut! Combien coûtent ces lis?” You said, taking a bouquet in your hands, sniffing them. “Bonjour mon cher. L'un coûte 4 euros.” The lady said as she started packing one for you. “J'en prends deux, s'il vous plaît. Je vous remercie.“ You said as you paid the lady 8 euros.

”Uhm… Pouvez-vous- a-acheter tr-trois, right? trois fleurs, s'il vo- vous plaît?“ A man beside you said. You chuckle. He was obviously not from here- he had broken french. You squinted as you tried to make sense of his sentence. ”Quoi? Je ne comprends pas!“ The lady said as she rolled her eyes, passing you your flowers. You gulped- the man seemed nervous. His cheeks were red and he was looking down of… embarrassment, maybe? ”Il veut trois de ces fleurs.“ You say, pointing to a bouquet of pink-white orchids. He looks at you with wide eyes- why’d you even want to help him? ”Oh. Ces étrangers, ils parlent à peine français.“ The old lady rolled her eyes as she prepared the bouquet. ”C'est 11 euros pour un bouquet.“ The lady said as she shoved the flowers onto the man’s chest lightly. The man seemed to catch on with the numbers as he hurriedly took out his wallet, paying the lady. ”Passez une bonne journée, ma chère.“ You say as you walk away, sniffing your flowers.

“Mademoiselle! S'il vouz plait- wait.” The man said as he rushed in front of you. He had fiery orange hair, and he had tan-ish skin. “Merci. I- I just came here, yesterday.” He said, scratching his neck awkwardly. You would usually just laugh it off and say your welcome since it wasn’t your first shenanigans with tourists. But this man was special- you recognized him. With the way he spoke, and the way he combed through his hair-

“Hinata?”

His eyes glance over to yours as the gears spin in his brain. “Y-Y/N? Ah- I found you!” He shouts, surprised. Your heart is beating so fast- you could barely recognize him. He’s grown taller over the years- and his hair’s turned more orange. “Hinata… Hello.” You mutter out. Your head can’t process this- the last time you saw him- he was literally tiny. Bruises on his arms and a big, large smile on his face. “I missed you so much!” Hinata says as he jumps to wrap you in his embrace. He smelled like citrus- sour and sweet at the same time. You nuzzle your head in his neck- you finally found your best friend. “Shoyo.” You muttered, tears pricking your eyes. Your stomach’s whirling with nervousness and your brain’s spinning with excitement.

“So… you’re a writer now!” Hinata says as the waiter gives him his coffee. You were both sat in a cafe- you’ve decided to catch up with him. “I- I saw your book in Brazil last year. You’re so famous!” You chuckle-  Hinata looks hella excited. “It’s nothing, Hinata. You’re better than me- how are the others, by the way? I saw your game with the Schweden Adlers.” You cock your head to the side curiously. “Y-yes. I’m in a team with Bokuto and Atsumu now.” Hinata chuckles. He’s turned out from a scrawny middle school amateur to a literal professional player. “What are you doing in Paris?” You sip more of your hot chocolate. “I- I wanted to look for you. I heard you were in Paris.” His cheeks turn red- it was amusing, really. So, he came for you. WAIT- HE WAS LOOKING FOR YOU?? “Me? Why?” You widen your eyes in surprise. “Because- I wanted to see you! It’s the first break I’ve had in a heck long time- might aswell take a vacation too, right?” Hinata lets out a weak chuckle. “Woah- so it’s your first time here?” You ask excitedly. Hinata nods and you smile widely. “Yes!- Let’s go around- you have nothing to do, right?” You ask as you stand up. “W-well- yes- but I don’t want to- take your time up-,” Hinata says, chuckling. “No no no! It’s fine! I’m free today anyway.” You smile as you take him outside. “You’re my best friend, Shoyo. I will always make time for you.”

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You both slump on your sofa tiredly. “I love Paris so much!” Hinata says, jumping up from the sofa. You chuckle- he was always a hyper boy. “The louvre, and then Notre Dame- It’s so pretty!” Hinata says as he sits back down, sighing heavily. You chuckle softly- he was like a very hyper puppy. You both have been exploring Paris all day, talking and taking pictures. You ended the day with dinner and now you were both slumped on your sofa. You yawn and stretch your arms- before laying your head in Hinata’s lap. He was soft and warm- his thighs were very much like pillows. Hinata tenses up- your head’s in his lap. “Do you have anywhere to sleep tonight?” You ask, staring at him. He tries to relax, leaning back more. “I actually- hoped you would help me find a hotel for me.” Hinata chuckles, scratching his neck. “You can sleep in my place. We’re friends, right?” You say as you yawn again. Hinata’s eyes light up and he smiles. “Thank you!” Hinata smiles and he looks around. You’ve got a pretty tiny apartment, with the view of a flower garden. It was already pretty quiet since it was late at night but you could still hear people talking far down the road. You notice Hinata staring at the balcony view and you chuckle. “It’s pretty, right?” You ask as you made your way towards the balcony.

A wave of fresh air hits your face as you step onto the balcony. The night air is peaceful and calm- just how you liked it. “Hey, I have a question, Y/N!” Hinata says as he takes off his jacket and joins you on the balcony. “Yeah?” You ask as you look at him. You take the time to observe him more- his cheeks are a warm tone of peach and freckles dotted his face. He’s tanner than when you last saw him- he’s also gotten buffer and taller. He looks really pretty under the moonlight. “Y/N? Hello?” Hinata snaps you out of your thoughts and you smile awkwardly. “Sorry- I spaced out.” You chuckle. “It’s- okay,” Hinata says, smiling. “I need to tell you something.”

You nod and eye him more- he’s redder now- he seems nervous. “Y/N. I like you.” He mutters under his breath, looking down. Your heart drops to your stomach and you gulp. Did you hear him right?- “W-what?” He shuts his eyes nervously. “Y/N! I like you a lot! Will you marry me?!” He shouts and the minute the words leave his mouth your eyes widen. Marry?! Your head is spinning with confusion and butterflies were swarming your stomach. Your eyes are looking around frantically in an attempt to see if this was a dream. “Y/N. Do- do you like me back?” Hinata squeaks out, snapping you out of your thoughts. You think again- well, kinda. You’ve always laughed more at his jokes than others, you were touchy with him, and well- he was your first kiss. “Hinata…” You manage to mutter out and fear strikes in Shoyo’s eyes.

“Yes, I like you.” You reply slowly.

Shit shit shit- what was he gonna say- “Thank you for telling me. Don’t lie though- I really like you- and I don’t want to get my heartbroken, o-okay?” Hinata mutters out, scratching his neck. You smile a little, looking at the floor. Hinata takes a deep breath before kneeling down on one knee. “Now… will you… marry me? Please?” Your heart stops- what the hell was he doing? “We made- a pact- right? You’d marry me when you’re 25 and still- single.” Hinata mutters out and you finally remember the letter you found earlier. Wasn’t that a joke? “Will you marry me… please?” Hinata takes your hands in his and kisses them- making you blush.

Your head was very busy. Thoughts were running around and your heart was beating really fast. You didn’t know what to say- you wanted to say yes but it was so sudden, but then again you didn’t want to reject him- he just said he didn’t want to get his heart broken. “…Yes. I’ll marry you, I guess.” You say, chuckling. Hinata looks up at you- his eyes are bright and happy. “OH MY GOD- Y/N I LOVE YOU!” Hinata shouts as he takes you in his arms, wrapping you in a large hug. Your bones feel crushed- he definitely turned stronger. You giggle a little bit, nuzzling your head in his neck. “I love you so much! Y/N’s gonna be my wife!” Hinata says as he shouts across the balcony. “I’M GETTING MARRIED GUYS!!!”

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You huff in annoyance before dialing your now husband. “Yes, my wifey?” Hinata says, answering the phone. You chuckle at that silly nickname- he’s been using it ever since you two got married. “Can you pick Emmy up from daycare? They’re closing up early and I have to go to a book signing.” You say as you walk to your car. Ever since you moved to Japan with Hinata, life’s been great. Your newest book has been pretty successful, and you have a daughter with Hinata! “Ah, alright. I’ll pick her up in a sec- practice is almost done.” Hinata says. You can hear Bokuto in the background- he’s screaming and throwing balls around. “HEY SHOYO IS THAT YOUR WIFE?!” Atsumu shouts and you chuckle. “Sorry, wifey- I have to go or else Atsumu will attack you-” Hinata says as he makes a kissing noise. “I love you, bye!” The phone hangs up and you chuckle. This marriage has been a little tough since you both married early- but it’s been alright. Promises had to be kept, after all.