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putellas14 · 10 months

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Winner Takes All (Caroline Graham Hansen x Reader ficlet)

"Good luck today, baby! I know you're going to win this. " You stretched your legs out on the hotel bed, looking out the window at Sydney.

"Are you going to be able to watch, at least?" Caroline asked. You could hear the disappointment in her voice that you weren't there.

"Of course, love. Training should be done by then and they're going to let us stay here and watch the game in the conference room." You'd told Caroline that the trainers at Barcelona wouldn't give you the time off to go watch the World Cup final in person. The only reason you weren't with the team playing today was because you'd injured yourself a month before the tournament began and you were only now just getting back to training.

"Okay, well, I'm glad you can at least watch."

"You know I'd be there if I could be, right?"

"Yeah, I know."

"Okay. Go get the girls ready, captain. I can't wait to see you lift that trophy. I love you."

"I love you. I'll call you afterwards. Bye, babe."

"Good luck." You tossed your phone on the bed next to you and scootched off. You were meeting up with Caroline's family soon and you needed to get ready. You ran a hand over the name on the jersey laying on the bed. You'd never worn a Graham jersey in public before. But today felt like the right day. Checking your watch, you cursed yourself for talking to her for so long. You were definitely going to be late. You quickly changed your clothes and rushed out of the hotel.

You were amazed by the crowd when you walked into the stadium. Almost every seat was filled. You'd met with Caroline's parents outside but decided to wait going to your seat until it was nearly game time. Caroline often stopped to wave at her parents before heading into the locker room after warm ups. And you didn't want to risk ruining the surprise.

Just before kickoff, you made your way down to Caroline's family. You hugged some of the other girls' parents you knew and took your seat. Watching her walk out with the captain's armband on filled you with pride. She had proven herself as a leader when she flew to Canada and begged Coach Nelson to come to Norway. He had made all the difference for this team. It was one reason you were extremely sad to miss this World Cup. You always missed your time playing football but being able to see Caroline lead the team to this final was a huge moment that you had missed.

You watched the game on the edge of your seat. Caroline had that look on her face when she went in for the half. She was in her head. She was likely replaying key missed opportunities from the first half, trying to figure out how to improve for the second half. You took out your phone, shooting a quick text to her. Sometimes she checked her phone, sometimes she didn’t. You knew she didn't need the text to get herself ready for the second half, but you hoped maybe it would help a little.

Not twenty minutes into the second half, Maren scored and you were on your feet, screaming your head off. Caroline looked over to catch her dad's eye and saw you. And the little girl next to you. She stumbled coming out of the team celebration. Giggling to yourself, you blew her a kiss.

When the last five minutes hit, you were clutching her mom's hand. Japan scored in the 90th minute and you groaned to yourself. But then you heard cheers and looked up. The offside flag had come up. The VAR check on it seemed to last for hours. When nothing came from it, you jumped to your feet screaming. The girls just needed to hold on through injury time and that star would be theirs.

Four minutes of injury time. Four minutes of both teams fighting like hell for a goal. Norway to solidify their win. Japan to keep themselves in the game. Neither achieving their goal.

The final whistle brought a chill straight through your entire body. They'd won the World Cup. After everything they had been through. Despite everything they had been through. You hugged everyone around you. There were more than a few tears falling in the family section. You wished you could be down there celebrating with them. But this time you had to sit back and let your girl have her moment with her team.

And they did. They excitedly danced around the field, jumping in the piles of confetti and throwing it at each other. You were busy watching Guru dance with Ingrid that you missed Maren point towards you and Caroline run towards the stands. Her dad nudged you when Caroline tried to get your attention unsuccessfully. You looked down at her.

"Pass me the kid!" she yelled.

You helped Maria climb over the wall and down to Caroline. Everyone near them heard the yelled "Mama!" that she let out when Caroline swung her around. A few heads turned to look as Caroline showered the girl's face in kisses. She set her down on the grass and whispered something in her ear. Maria nodded and smiled up at her.

Caroline got closer to the wall again. She hugged her parents and then crooked her finger at you, telling you to come down towards the railing.

"Congratulations!" you said, stopping in front of her.

"Come closer," she said. You leaned down towards her, expecting a hug or something. You were not expecting her to grab the back of your neck and kiss you. Neither of you were shy about your relationship but you also both enjoyed your privacy. The kiss was hard and salty and over before it really began. You hugged her tightly, well as tightly as you could with the wall between you. She barely pulled away from you before she grabbed you by the hips and tossed you over her shoulder. The scream you let out must have been heard around the stadium. She tapped your butt and took off running, telling Maria to keep up.

"Put me down! I'm gonna kill you!" But she didn't put you down. Not until she reached the other girls. You smacked her shoulder as soon as your feet hit the grass. "You could've just asked me to come down."

"Security," Maren said simply, shrugging. The huge grin she gave you indicated that the idea had been hers. You yanked her into a hug.

"Congratulations, vennen." Just as you went to step back, you felt a huge spray hit the center of your back and you ducked hoping to avoid more. Your Barcelona teammate, Ingrid, followed you as you ran. Screaming, you ran behind Caroline, using her as a shield.

"What are you wearing?" Caroline asked, shoving Ingrid away before she could spray the both of you with more water. "Turn around." She pushed your shoulder until you turned. "Babe," she whispered. You felt her run a hand over the letters of her last name.

"I wanted to wear something special for you," you said, turning your head to look at her over your shoulder. She melted into you, wrapping her arms tightly around your waist and burying her head in the curve of your neck.

"You look good with my name on your back," she whispered into your neck.

You felt little arms wrap around your waist and looked down to see Maria holding onto both of you. Picking her up, you moved into Caroline's space so Maria could wrap her short arm around both of your necks.

"I love you," Caroline said, kissing her cheek. "And I love you," she said to you.

"Sorry to break this up, but they're calling us," Ingrid said. "It's time for the awards."

"Go," you said. You put a hand on Caroline's cheek and kissed her softly. "We'll be here waiting when you get back." You watched her walk away, pride swelling inside you. You and Maria moved off to the side to watch the awards ceremony. Maria cheered loudly, clapping her little hands when Caroline lifted the trophy.

You patiently waited for Caroline to enjoy the celebration. A few of your teammates had spotted you and come over to give you and Maria hugs. You were talking with Guru when Maria started wiggling in your arms and trying to get down. You set her down and watched her take off across the field. Worried, you tried to keep an eye on her while Guru continued talking one hundred miles an hour.

Maria ran right to Caroline, who was talking to Ada. Ada smiled down at the girl and ran a hand through her hair. You could see her say a few words to her before turning to leave them alone. Caroline sat down on the grass and pulled Maria into her lap to show off her medal.

You excused yourself from Guru and walked over to them slowly, taking in the scene in front of you. Caroline took her medal off and put it around Maria's neck, bringing an even bigger smile to her face. You watched Maria show the medal off and Caroline take in everything she said with great interest. This was the most important moment her career, and she was choosing to spend it with your daughter. Stopping, you kneeled down next to Caroline's outstretched legs.

"Marry me," you said suddenly, putting your hand on her knee.

"What?" she gasped, looking up at you.

"Marry me," you said again. "I want your name to always be the name on my back."

"Y/N," she whispered. "Are you sure?"

"Idiot. Of course. I want you to officially be Maria's mama." You saw her arm tighten around the child. You leaned into her leg. "So? Just going to leave me hanging here?"

"No. No, I mean, yes!"

You giggled nervously. "Is that a no or a yes?"

"Yes!" She leaned forward to wrap her free arm around you. You locked your arms around her neck, holding her to you. "I love you."

"We love you, superstar."

"Mommy, look!" Maria yelled, not paying attention to anything her parents were saying. "I'm a winner!" She held out the medal around her neck.

You pulled back from Caroline enough to see Maria. "We all won today," you said smiling. Caroline kissed your cheek as you ran a hand through Maria's curls.

"We all won everything today," she said, breathing out a sigh into your neck. "I won everything today."

#Caroline Graham Hansen x reader #Caroline Graham Hansen fic #woso imagine #ficlet #wwc ficlet

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chelscait · 4 months

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bye bye baby canada..😔😔

#jessie fleming #chelseafcw #woso #ptsd from these posts

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minimooberry · 4 months

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I’m always gonna be looking for mutuals soooo feel free to reblog/reply to this. ok bye!!

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munsonxmayhem · 2 years

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Just you.

Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader

Warnings:

- angst

- fluff

Requested by Anonymous

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You’d never really been one to get insecure in your relationship. Sure, you’d had the occasional thought, but that was normal. Recently, you’d been under a lot of stress because of school, you were a Med student and lately it’s been really hard; studying occupying most of your free time.

You and Joseph had been dating for a little over a year now, and after his role in Stranger Things, you’ve been seeing him a lot less. He’d offered for you to come to his most recent convention in Canada; but you needed to study for mid-terms.

Scrolling through your phone, taking a brief break from studying, you notice a bunch of fans tweeting about the ‘Eddie and Chrissy Reunion’ and you notice the pictures and videos tagged along with them. They looked so happy to be in each other’s presence, having so much fun together. You couldn’t help the ache of jealousy in your chest as you scrolled through them.

The insecurity had started before this, but only slightly, when you’d noticed all the tweets about how ‘Joseph and Grace belong together’ and all the fans that shipped them together, along with their characters. You’d rarely seen that same sort of affection towards you and Joseph as a couple.

You get it; she’s pretty, talented, smart, and famous. Basically everything you don’t really consider yourself to be. Usually you wouldn’t let this get to you, but you’re just so exhausted from the copious amounts of studying, that’s usually followed by lack of sleep. On top of the fact that you hadn’t seen your boyfriend in so long, and you miss him; achingly so.

You sigh deeply, rubbing your hands against your face. “Fuck.” you groan as you toss your phone onto the mattress. Standing up, you walk to the mirror on your vanity, inspecting every single feature of yours. Thoughts of him and Grace flow through your mind as you stare at your reflection. How you wish it was you he was having that good of a time with, how you wish you could’ve been there, how it would be easier for him to just be with someone that does what he does.

Your phone ringing catches your attention, and you walk over to it. Your phone lights up with an incoming call from Joseph, and your heart squeezes. It’s then that you feel the tear falling down your cheek. Slowly picking it up, you answer.

“Hello?” Your voice is quiet, to keep the tears at bay.

“Hi, darling! I just got done at a photo op, but I thought i’d call before my next Q and A.” His voice is loud and full of life as he speaks to you.

“That’s great, Joe. I’m glad you’re having a good time.” You try your best to be happy for him.

“I am, but I wish you were here.”

Your heart aches at his words, the flashing images of him and Grace in your mind.

“Well at least you’ve got Grace there.” You say without thinking, immediately squeezing your eyes shut.

“What do you mean, darling?” He inquires, confusion lacing his voice.

“Nothing.. just.. nothing.” You sigh. But he doesn’t buy it.

“(Y/N), what’s wrong?” His voice is soft and caring.

“Nothing, Joe. You’ve got to get to your uh.. thing, so I’ll just talk to you later, okay?”

He sighs on the other end, knowing you’re right. “Yeah, baby.. Promise, we will talk later.” He states.

You both exchange ‘i love you’s’ and ‘byes’ and end the call, you groan in frustration before throwing yourself on the bed. “What is my problem?” You whisper to yourself.

A few hours passed and you had spent that time studying as much as you could, your eyes burning with exhaustion. You hear your phone ringing from the nightstand, reaching for it you answer the call.

“Hello?” Your voice is hoarse from sleepiness.

“Hey, baby. Just got back to my hotel. You sound tired.” He comforts through the phone.

“I am, I’ve been studying like crazy.” You sigh, closing your textbook and putting it on the stand.

“I’m sorry, darling. I wish you didn’t overwork yourself like this.” He coos, voice gentle.

“I’m fine.” You state, simply.

“Alright, what’s going on? Talk to me, sweetheart.” His voice sounds genuinely worried.

Sighing, you lean your head back against the headboard. “It’s just.. I don’t know, I guess I’m a bit jealous. Or insecure. I keep seeing all these tweets about you and Grace and how happy you guys look together, and it’s not a new thing. It’s just really starting to get to me..” You trail off, eyes trained in the ceiling above.

“Oh, love.. There’s nothing to be insecure and jealous of, okay? We’re just coworkers who haven’t seen each other in a long time, that’s all. You know I love you.” He speaks softly, trying to reassure you.

“But wouldn’t be easier for you to be with her or someone like her? She has the same career as you, she’d be able to travel with you; unlike me, who’s always studying and doing school. Wouldn’t you rather be with her?” You explain, feeling awful for even being like this.

“No, don’t even think that way. I want you, I don’t care how hard it is to be away from you. Seeing you again is what gets me through it, of course I’d love for you to be here but I know you’ve got your own things, your own career you’re working on. I’d still choose you, any day. Just you.” You smile at his words, trying to bring yourself to believe them.

“I just wish it were me you were having fun with there..” You sigh into the phone.

“I know, baby. I wish you were here, too. Stop listening to what the internet has to say, my love. I know what I want, and it’s you. I’ll be home soon, okay?” You can’t help the tears that fall at his words.

“I try not to, you know that. It’s just hard sometimes. All the people telling the world that my boyfriend belongs with someone else.” You admit.

“Well that’s the thing about being able to make my own choices, because I choose you. I’ll always choose you. You mean the most to me. I love you.” You can hear his smile as he tells you.

“I love you.. please come home soon?” Your entire body yearns for him to be near you again.

“Soon, darling. I promise. Now get some sleep, okay? I know you need it.”

“Okay.. I’ll try. I love you, Joseph. Goodnight.”

“I love you. Goodnight, my angel.”

Both of you hang up and you climb under the covers, turning off the light on the stand. You slowly drift asleep to the thought of your loving boyfriend. Unbeknownst to you that he’d already booked a flight home and he’d be there the following morning, that even though he was smiling in the photos and videos; you were all that was on his mind, and he couldn’t take another day without seeing you again.

#joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn x fem!reader #joseph quinn x y/n #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn #eddie munson

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ryeriy · 7 months

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far from home

warnings: fluff

a/n: slowly checking up💪🏻

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Ding, another notification popped up on my phone. It was another message from Alex.

I promise you that I'll call you when I land

you better :)

💋 xoxo

I shut off my phone after seeing the last text. Smiling to myself. I always hated when you had to leave to play a road game. This was one of his first road games of the season and of course, it was on Halloween. I was going to spend it alone this year. I decided I was going to buy candy for myself, drink some wine, and watch the same old TV shows I've seen millions of times.

As I grabbed the remote, I turned on the TV to watch reruns of shows I'd already seen. Like the same Back to the Future marathons. They're on every day or something. They just constantly keep doing it like we haven't seen it enough times.

Ding, a notification popped up on my phone from Alex.

just got settled in my room for the night, i miss you already

I miss you too 💋

what are your plans to ruin the house while I'm gone this time?

He referred to the time I had a few friends come over. We all got so drunk and wasted that we broke three glasses and one lamp. Wasn't fun to fess up to.

don't worry, I'm just going to eat candy, drink wine, and watch you play

no getting drunk with your friends or passing out candy to those kids?

nope, this year it's all about me

haha! what would you do if I was home with you?

do the same thing, but I'd watch movies instead and maybe something more too :)

🤭

🙃

I see you 💋

go to bed, I'll talk to you in the morning

but I wanna talk to you stillll

just go to bed I'll talk to you in the morning alex

fineeee 😒

night bae 💋

night gorgeous 😍

I turned off my phone, smiling as I turned it off. Putting my phone on my nightstand next to me. I turned off the lamp on my nightstand and rolled under my covers closing my eyes for the night.

Ding

Time passes by as I sleep in my bed. I was deep into my sleep now. It's been a few hours since I feel asleep

Ding

The second ding I heard and I grabbed my phone. I turned it on to see that I had two new text messages. The time on my phone read 3:13 am in the morning, October 31st.

hey, you awake?

I'm so boreddd please be awake rn 😫🙏🏻

why so needy?

I can't sleep and I miss you

I knowwwww I miss you too baby

I just want to be with you right now cuddling you in bed and passing out candy to kids when they come by for trick-or-treating

I'd love that :))

So do I, I just need you here baby

I wish I could

Me too, can I call you now?

Alex, it's three in the morning

it's six for me!

fine, but only for you my love :)

Ring, ring, ring

My phone went off. It was Alex calling me. I couldn't help but smile when I saw his icon pop up on my phone with the words "my love" appearing on my screen.

"Good morning, gorgeous," he said softly to me. I heard he was almost in a whisperer because he was in a hotel room with someone.

"Morning," I smiled from across the other line. My smile was so big he probably saw it from Canada.

"Happy Halloween, baby," he said to me. I could hear the smile on his face. I could bet that his face was red and had a large smile on it.

"Why thank you, kind sir," I replied to him. I let out a yawn as I stretched. "You know I have to work today right?"

"Well, then I'll keep it short and simple, I love you and miss you and happy halloween," he said while blowing a kiss over the phone.

"I love you too, I'm going to go now so I can get some sleep and you can play a good game tonight," I blew him a kiss make over the phone.

"Bye bye," he said.

"I'll see you tomorrow, bye."

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jarritos-hetalia · 11 days

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Part two of Hetalia as things I've heard! (Extended edition)

These are from years ago, like a while ago. So there are references to Pokemon scarlet and violet, and maybe other things.

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Italy: That kid just twerked on baby Jesus!

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Hungary: So a woman's period is kinda like-

Prussia: *Starts Crying*

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Germany: Hey Japan-

Japan: *Hugs him*

Germany: *Confused Screaming*

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Romano: Do you know who that is? *Points to a random person*

Spain: No?

Romano: That's because you are ugly.

Spain: *Sad*

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America: Hey Old man, have you heard of the star wars character Bofa?

Canada: Don’t

England: What?

America: Bofa deez nuts in your mouth!

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America: I’ve played basketball before.

America: *Goes to shoot the ball*

Canada: Go Lebron Manays!

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Romano: *Sitting on the floor behind Italy and Spain so he doesnt get called on*

Spain: *pointing to him* Romano is here!

Romano: You Bitch

Spain: Germany, call on him!

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Italy: Bye Germany!

Germany: Bye Italy, Love you!

Italy:

Germany: I’m so sorry

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America: *On a discord call with Japan*

Japan: Bye

America: Bye, Love you

Japan: Wha-

America: * Hangs up*

Discord- would you like to rate your call?

America: *typing* Bad, I accidentally said “I Love You”

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America: lol

England: What is this 2012? I haven't heard anyone say “lol” in years.

America: *internally* Did no one ever teach you to mind your own business.

England: *Laughing his ass off*

America: yesterday you said that something was groovy, what year are you living in, 1980?

England: >:O

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Romano: So I stabbed myself in the leg three times with a pen-

Italy: WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THAT?!

Romano: Because I was stressed? Anyway-

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Hong Kong: *Vibing to Cabinet Man by Lemon Demon at three am*

Japan: *Bangs on his door* DID YOU OPEN MY MOUNTAIN DEW?!

Hong Kong: wha- WHY THE FUCK WOULD I??

Japan: GOOD *leaves*

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Italy: Illions’s favorite pizza topping is ketchup.

Romano: *Grabs his bat* What the fuck.

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America: TwO tRuCkS, hAvInG sEx

England: What the actual fuck

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Germany: I’m Hyperlexic

Italy: I’m Dyslexic

Japan: Together you are lexic

Romano: You just brought back so many lexia memories

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Russia: I opened his mountain dew

Hong Kong: Why?

Russia: I like to inhale the carbonation.

Hong Kong: *Confused Screaming*

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France: I’m not going

England: Okay

France: *Gets out of the car*

England: I thought you weren't coming?

France: I am now

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Receptionist: Hey lady, so the restrooms are all the way across the building and the others are through the gym

Hungary: Why?

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Romano: I swear to God if one more thing goes wrong today I'm going to kill myself.

Spain: Hey.

Romano: I'm going to kill myself!

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England: *Walking*

America: You look like an NPC

England: What?

America: Now you look like a roblox character.

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Italy: I got an ad for the new pokemon game and I was like “Did that pokemon just turn into a fucking motorbike?!”

Romano: *Mocking Him* Did that person just turn into a present?!

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England: I can’t feel my facial muscles.

France: You can’t because you don’t commonly give people blow jobs.

England: What the heck.

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France: Next person to walk through the door is annoying

England: *walks through the door*

France: True

England: FUCK YOU

France: I know you would you slut

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America: That man was a pedophile!

England: It was the fucking mall santa!

Canada: Truly the most perverted man alive.

England: You too!?

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Romano: Italy I swear to God if you do something more chaotic than you normally do I'm going to fucking choke Spain out.

Italy: Why are you torturing Spain

Romano: Because Spain is just an annoying little brat

Spain: *Getting ready to be killed* Screw you Romano no one loves you

Germany: I'm going to the corn field

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America: is it a hotdish or a casserole?

Canada: a Casserole?

America: Nope, a hotdish

Canada: What the fuck is wrong with you.

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Italy: Anything can kill you if you throw it hard enough!

Romano: *Breaking threw the door* Hey! That’s my line!

France: Anything can be a dildo if you try hard enough! England: You are a fucking disappointment

France: I know

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Italy: This is my favorite picture of Germany!

Japan: All I see is Johnny Deept

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Romano: *Kicking the air*

Prussia: *Grabs His leg*

Romano: *Falls*

Prussia: ‘-’

Romano: HE THREW ME! Prussia: NO I FUCKING DIDN’T

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Russia: I know your mom

America: *Does Not have a mom* What’s her name?

Russia: Umm

America: What’s her name?

Russia: I’m in danger *Laughes*

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Canada: I don’t know football

America: Okay?

Canada: But I know Hockey

America: Why

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Germany: Depressed can be a character trait?

Germany: Hey y'all my name is Germany and I’m depressed!

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Germany: *Making the hand wolves have sex*

Romano: DON’T MAKE THE HAND WOLVES HAVE SEX

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Norway: So Finland gave me two fidget toys

Iceland: ?

Norway: and one of them is this fidget spinner thing and the other one is just a ball

Iceland: Ball, I want ball

Norway: O-okay. *Hands him the ball*

Iceland: *holds the ball* Textured Ball

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Iceland: Hey Sealand, look at this *Shows him screenshots of lexia*

Sealand: Wha- *Starts Crying and screaming*

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Romano: Sprigatito the italian seasoning cat.

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Canada: Mom said that I was her favorite memory and that you were her second

America: *Angry Yelling*

England: I said that because he was the first born!

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America: Hey BrOtHeR!

Canada: What do you want?

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Iceland: I’ll walk home by myself

Sweden: You won’t

Iceland: Watch me *Walks out*

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Italy: when in doubt, know your way out

Germany: what are you planning on doing

Japan: *running* I AM NOT TAKING ANY CHANCES

Germany: what???

~~~ Spain: Two trucks having sex~

Romano: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU SPAIN

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England: *Talking about child labor* Look at how dead inside this child looks

England: *Shows a picture of a kid from miss pilgrims home for particular children* Look at how similar they are, so you might say that the kids were ‘particular’

England: *Shows a picture of the kids from the shining* I added that one in there for fun-

America: *turns to Canada* We’re talking about child labor and he wants to make that fun?

Canada: Weird

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China: Remembering the time my boyfriend told me that “Sweet Bod” by Lemon Demon was our love song but in a romantic way.

Japan: and you didn’t break up with him?

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America: You can perform CPR to “Two Trucks” by Lemon Demon

Japan: What?

America: Imagine waking up after CPR and hearing “Two Trucks, having sex”

Japan: What is wrong with you?

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tiredwitchplant · 9 months

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Difference between Smudging and Incensing *Special Information Post*

Hwello there. This is not normal from my regular posting of information about herbs but I did get an interesting question. If you would notice in my posting, I do not include the idea of smudging the herbs that I mentioned when I talk about the benefits in their bundled formats, rather I refer to it as incensing. The question was did I mean smudging or was I being ambiguous.

The answer is that smudging and incensing a home are two very different things. I am going to take this time to educate and give information I have gathered and researched to explain the difference so that everyone can understand as I have seen the terms misused and swapped around interchangeably. Let us begin

What is Incensing? Incensing as I refer it with my research is merely burning the herb and either placing it in certain areas or burning the bundle in your hands and walking around to clear out the space. With incensing, one does not have to do a ceremony, ritual or be a part of a certain culture (unless using a sacred herb) in order to practice this. You can even use incense sticks, certain candles, and essential oils in order to incent a place. This is easier for baby witches in order to create a ward or bring good fortune into your witch area without having to do very specific steps in order to invoke the full potential of the herb itself.

What is Smudging? Now smudging is a different game. Smudging is a traditional ceremony for purifying or cleansing the soul of negative thoughts of a person or a place. The smoke that is created from this ceremony is considered sacred and is produced from burning medicinal herbs mixed with sacred plants such as : sage, cedar, tobacco, and sweetgrass. This is used by Indigenous cultures in North America (although some indigenous groups in Canada use this sacred smoke for different purposes). It creates a different type of cleansing for the First Nation cultures as they can use it to clear the air around them, clean their minds, clear their eyes to see only good things and etc that helps with their connection to the land and Earth as a whole.

What is the takeaway from all this? Smudging is for the Indigenous. It is a part of their culture, heritage, and the way they cleanse to feel in a way...safe. It won't have the same meaning to use who are not indigenous and is a sacred art. What we are doing as non-indigenous is merely incensing a space and should refer to it for what it is.

Please be respectful of one's sacred practices and cultures and be careful when using the word "smudging".

Thank you. Bye bye~

#witchblr #witchcraft #green witch #medicinal herbs #witch community #indigenous #sage #smudge #sacred #cultures #indigineous people #smudging #witch blog #witch tips #witchcraft resources

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omg imagine if Canadian boy Jamie takes Marley up to Canada for Christmas or bye week and Marley gets to experience snow for the first time? and outdoor rinks? my heart!!!!! 💗

Little Mr Marley J Drysdale had never seen snow.

He was tanned and he was from California.

So when the ducks had a whole week off over Christmas Jamie took it and went to Canada.

It was Christmas Eve when it snowed first. You were laying in Jamie’s childhood bedroom, Marley lay between you both as you stared at him.

Jamie let out a small gasp “What?”

He pointed between the crack in the curtains “It’s snowing”

He had Marley dressed in no time, you didn’t have a snowsuit so Jamie’s mom pulled one of his old ones out to give.

Jamie had Marley laughing and giggling in the snow for hours. He used his and Charlie’s old sleds to pull him around on.

Later, once Marley needed to nap he sat with you next to the fire “I wanna come home to Canada when I retire”

“Okay, baby that’s not for a long time we can discuss”

“I want our kids to experience what I did” he replies, holding your hand.

“Whatever you want, Jam”

#marley’s madness

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The Princess & the Football Player | Chapter 17

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"How are those post holiday blues?"

"Not bad. I kind of was looking forward to coming back home, I’ve missed you."

"Aww, Eleanor."

"Don't make fun of me, Declan" I say, sticking out my tongue.

"I'm not making fun of you. I actually find it very cute that you have missed me. I’ve missed you too."

"Then when can we meet? Today I start my round of visits around schools and I'll be busy basically every day."

"I also have a busy schedule this week with training every day and then playing away. But maybe you could come to next week's game? It's on Saturday. We could meet after, have dinner at my place, maybe wake up together on Sunday and have a chill day..."

"That actually sounds perfect, but I'll have to ask David first. Going to the game may not be possible" I sigh.

"You can always wear a wig" Declan says with a cheeky smile.

"I actually could, yeah" I laugh.

"Ma'am? The car is ready" David says after knocking on my door.

"Gotta go. A bunch of teenagers from your neighbourhood are waiting for me."

"Wait, are in you in Kingston?"

"Yep. Should I ask for luck?"

"Nah, you'll be fine. But if they ask about your favourite football player, say my name. That will make them love you."

"Ok" I chuckle. "Call you later?"

"Perfect."

"Bye, Dec."

"Goodbye, Eleanor."

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"Thank you very much for coming, ma'am."

"It was my pleasure" I say, shaking the hand of the high school's headmaster.

"Your Royal Highness!" a familiar voice says behind me.

"Mrs. Rice?" I say, turning around.

"I was in a meeting with some parents and thought I wouldn't make it! It's so good to see you again, ma'am."

"You too. Do you work here?"

"I'm the History teacher, yes. I guess that's why I like anything royal related" she chuckles.

"Yeah, Declan mentioned it."

"He did? When?"

"Back in Canada when we talked about you after one of the games" I say, feeling my cheeks get warm. He did tell me about it in Canada, but it was during one of our very long facetime calls.

"Ma'am, it's time to leave" David says.

"Yes, sure. It was so nice to see you again, Mrs. Rice. Even if it was briefly."

"You too, ma'am" she says with a smile that reminds me of Declan's. He definitely took after her.

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"Isn't that Mrs. Rice?" David asks. We've been stuck in traffic for the past 10 minutes, all the parents deciding to pick up their kids with their cars since it is pouring with rain.

"It is her, yes. Can we give her a lift? She'll get sick if she walks home in this rain."

"Of course, ma'am. I'll go ask her" he says, picking up an umbrella and leaving the car. A couple of minutes later, Mrs. Rice is sitting next to me, all the cars around us still not moving.

"Thank you very much for this, ma'am" she says. "You didn't have to."

"I couldn't let you walk home in this weather. If you got sick or something, Declan would kill me."

"He is a mama boy" she chuckles. "But don't tell him I told you about it."

"I won't, I promise" I smile.

We spend the rest of the ride, that should have lasted just a few minutes but that takes us almost half and hour, talking about Declan as a kid. I now know so many stories I could tease him with...

"Why don't you come inside and I show you some photos?" Mrs. Rice says when the car stops in front of her house. "Unless you have somewhere else to be."

"I actually am free for the rest of the day, but I don't want to bother you."

"Oh, nonsense. I'll make us a nice cup of tea, it’s what the body asks for with this horrible weather. He also is invited" she says, nodding towards David.

"You are too kind, ma'am. But there is no need" he says.

"So? Are you coming?"

"I..." I say, looking at David through the rearview mirror. His eyes are telling me no, but the idea of seeing photos of Declan as a baby is so tempting... "Ok, yes. But it'll be a short visit, you probably have other things to do."

"Not until dinner, don't worry" Mrs. Rice smiles.

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"Oh my God, he looks so cute!" I say, looking at a photo of Declan wearing some Mickey Mouse pyjamas.

"He lived on those and even wanted to go to school wearing them" Mrs. Rice laughs.

"Darling, we are home!" a male voice says.

"And there is such a fancy car parked outside" another male voice says.

"It looks like some kind of official car, don't you think?" a third male voice adds, this one sounding closer to where we are.

"It actually... Eleanor?" Declan says, walking into the living room with three other men. His dad and his brothers.

"Is she... Her?"

"Holy shit!"

"Why did you call her by her name? Is that allowed?"

"I... I..." Declan says, his cheeks turning bright pink.

"Why don't you all sit down and I explain it all, uh?" Mrs. Rice suggests.

"I think I need to sit down, yes" Declan says, his eyes fixed on me.

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"I can't believe you are in my house. With my family" Declan whispers while his brothers get the table ready for dinner. After Mrs. Rice explained everything to her husband and her sons, she somehow convinced me to have dinner with them. It is her birthday on Sunday, and since Declan won't be in London, they decided to meet today and have some kind of family dinner. One where I also am a guest now.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were coming. And for whatever the reason, I can't say no to her."

"That's my mum, yep" Declan chuckles. "Besides showing you my photos and embarrassing me forever, did she also show you your photos?"

"It was the first thing we did when we walked in. And she didn't embarrass you. You were a really cute baby."

"And now I am not cute anymore?" he asks with a cheeky smile.

"You are cute but in a different way" I reply with a similar smile.

"Sorry to interrupt" one of his brothers says, the smirk on his face letting us know that he heard what we just said. "But ma'am, do you drink wine?"

"I do, but tonight I'll have just water if you don't mind."

"Same for you, Dec?"

"Yes, I have training tomorrow."

"He probably doesn't want to get tipsy and confess that he has had a crush on you since he was a kid."

"She already knows" Declan says, rolling his eyes.

"Really?"

"Mason told me in Canada" I say.

"Damn it. And do you know about the photo?" he asks.

"I do."

"Mason too?"

"Yep" I shrug.

"It still is in his wardrobe. You should show him, Dec" his other brother says, joining the conversation.

"That isn't necessary" he replies.

"I think it is" both his brothers say at the same time.

"C'mon, Declan. They'll spend the whole night teasing you if you don't do it."

"She's right, Dec."

"Fine" he sighs. "This way, ma'am."

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"I'm sorry about those two" Declan says when we make it upstairs. "They are like kids sometimes."

"It's ok, don't worry. But you don't have to show me anything if you don't want to, we can lie to them."

"Nah, it's fine. I know you are dying to see that famous photo."

"I actually am, yes" I giggle.

"I think it's only fair that you now put one of me in your wardrobe too, tho" he says as he walks into his room.

"One where you are topless?"

"I don't know. Does that turn you on?" he asks, arching an eyebrow.

"A bit."

"Just a bit?"

"The way you look at the camera sometimes, while fully clothed, turns me on a lot more" I shrug.

"Oh, so you are like me. You like those photos because then you can think about taking off my clothes."

"I hadn't thought about it that way, but now that you mention it..."

"I'm a clever boy" he says with a mischievous smile, opening his wardrobe's door. "Eleanor, meet Eleanor."

"Oh my God, it's real!" I laugh when I see my photo. "Why did they let me leave the house with that hair?"

"You looked gorgeous."

"Almost a decade ago, maybe. But now? Nah."

"I'll have to update the photo, then" he shrugs.

"Maybe we can search for one next weekend at your place. David said yes to spending the night there, but has to still think about the game" I say, moving closer to him.

"That already sounds perfect" he replies, grabbing me by the waist and closing the space between us.

"Declan!" I giggle. "Your family is downstairs. What if they see us?"

"They'll probably open a champagne bottle and celebrate. I think they all like you. Very much."

"You think?" I say, putting my arms around his neck.

"Definitely. It must be a Rice thing. Though they don't like you as much as I do."

"And how much is that?"

"Do you want me to show you?" he says, brushing his lips against mine.

"Please" I whisper before he kisses me, the butterflies in my stomach throwing a party.

#declan rice #declan rice fanfic #declan rice imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

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imtooscaredforthis · 1 year

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Tethered

Part III- Chapter 27: Friends Again

Mentions of: Amnesia, Arguments, Joey being a baby, Manipulation, Frank being a brat, etc.

A/N: I totally forgot to post this 😭😭 so here it is

Tags: @prettycutebunny @vandeaad @dead-bxxxtch-walking @mama-miya @moonshineinasippycup

“So, this is your place? It’s cool.” You asked as you entered the lobby of the ski lodge. “Yeah, we usually just used it as our hang out spot before The Entity took us and all. And now, we pretty much live here.”

Susie replied, sitting down on the couch beside Joey. You took a seat across from them, feeling a little apprehensive. “But you’re sure I can stay here? Your other friends aren’t going to have a problem with it?”

“Frank and Julie are out right now. By the time either one of them get back, you’ll probably be gone.” Susie reassured you.

“They do care, and they’d probably be pissed if they saw you here.” Joey remarked, making you feel even worse. Susie told him not to be a jerk, elbowing him in the side. “Sorry, just ignore him.”

“Uh- anyways, where are you guys from?“ You changed the topic to something a little more comfortable.

“We’re from a little town in Canada called Ormond. Frank’s from somewhere else in Canada, though. I’m not sure where. What about you? Where are you from?” She questioned.

“About that..I don’t really remember where I’m from. I think before I got here, I got into some sort of accident that gave me amnesia, and I’ve been having a really hard time remembering things. All I remember is my name, and a few other things.” You admitted.

“Wait, seriously? You don’t remember anything? That must suck.”

“Well I do remember some things…just not clearly. Like, when I was dancing with Jake, I had a memory and was trying to act it out. I heard it helps you remember things better.” You explained.

She smirked at you, giving you a skeptical look. “Mhm, sure.”

“You don’t have to believe me, but that’s the main reason.” You shrugged, trying to act nonchalant. She just narrowed her eyes at you, not saying another word.

“Anyways, you guys wanna do something?”

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You stared at Joey, trying to figure him out. He gave you a blank look in reply. He was really hard to read. With a frown, you set your cards down on the table.

“I think you’re bluffing.” He shook his head, a small grin crossing his lips. “Pick them up.”

“Bullshit!” You exclaimed, flipping the cards over and finding that it was two sixes, just like he had claimed. You groaned in frustration, taking the small stack and adding it to your deck.

“I told you that we shouldn’t play this with him. He always cheats!” Susie remarked. Joey just laughed in response.

“It’s not my fault you guys suck. And the game is literally called ‘Cheat.’ It’s kind of the point, Suz. Not to mention I have a great poker face.” He bragged.

Susie rolled her eyes at him, before looking over at you. “You know what? I think it’s time for an alliance. Your streak needs to be put to an end, Joey.”

“No, don’t do that. It always ruins the fun.” He said. “Well it’s not fun when you’re winning all the time.” She shot back.

He got up from the table, storming off and up to his room. “Oh c’mon, Joey, don’t be like that! We were just kidding!”

She frowned at you, letting out a long sigh. “I told you we shouldn’t play it.”

You opened your mouth to apologize, but got interrupted when someone walked through the door. It was Frank. His face was concealed by his mask, so you couldn’t see his expression, but he went completely still, as if he was a statue or something.

“You should g-” Susie started to say, before being interrupted by Frank. “What is she doing here?”

You could tell that things were getting tense. It seemed like Joey was right. So, before anything could escalate any further, you spoke. “I was just leaving. But you’re Frank, right? I’m _______, and I just wanted to say…thanks. I’ll get out of your hair now. Bye.”

You waved at Susie. She didn’t wave back. Then, you slipped out of the lodge, leaving, and hoping you can somehow find your way back to the campfire. You could probably just walk back the way you came..right?

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Frank felt his heart race as he stood in place, not moving from where he first saw you. You talked to him. You smiled at him. You thanked him..There was no way you recognized him. You couldn’t have.

He snapped himself out of his daze, pulling his mask off and tossing it on the couch in frustration. “Susie, why the hell was there a survivor here? And why were you talking with her?”

“She’s my friend. She helped me and I thought it would be nice to hang out with her. What’s the big deal?” She remarked.

“The big deal is she’s not one of us. She’s not Legion. She’s not like us, and she doesn’t belong here.” He told her.

“I know she’s not a part of our group, but lately, staying around here has been pretty shitty. I mean, you and Julie are constantly fighting and things have been horrible. Is it really that wrong for me to want to make other friends?”

“How can you trust her? How do you know she’s not using you? That she’s not taking advantage of you?”

They were lies. He knew it. All he wanted was for Susie to doubt her relationship with you, and for you to stay away. Having you near was already making him feel things he shouldn’t, and he couldn’t bear it. He needed you far away from both him and his friends.

“(Y/n)’s not like that. What would she even try to take from me? If anything, I would be the one taking advantage of her.” She remarked.

“How do you know she’s not trying to get revenge and get you back for killing her?” Frank pushed.

“Because she saw me vulnerable once, and she helped me..When I first met her, I was walking around the woods and got caught in one of Trapper’s bear trap things. She could’ve hurt me more. She could’ve left me, but she didn’t. She helped me. She helped me, leaned up my wound and talked to me. She’s a kind person, and to be honest, I don’t even know why she’s here. Someone like her would never deserve this.”

Frank knew exactly what she meant. You hadn’t changed one bit. He let out a long sigh. “Just…don’t bring her around here again.”

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Romance On Ice. | LHC | PT 1.

Prologue;; • “Baby you’re playing a dangerous game.” “But I like it, so I’m not complaining.”

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Synopsis;; • Oh Damin is an aspiring skater coming from Canada to Seoul. She joins a team of multiple skaters, Damin will be training with other skaters, however one skater she instantly comes to dislike.

Genre(s);; • Skater Romance Au, Sports Fanfic/Series, Friendship, Fluff, Rivals To Lovers, Smut!!!

Warning(s);; • Smut!! No minors, Strong language, mentions of graphic injuries, alcohol substance use, mentions of mental health, mentions of toxic friends. NSFW List;; Switch Haechan! Oc!Switch!! Whiny/sub haechan/mean top! Haechan, training room seggs..? Semi-public, pinning, trying to dominate each other, teasing, Hyuck is just mean, Damin is also mean— 😭 everyone’s mean. Jealousy mentions, Haechan’s a Jelly boy. Ice Rink smut…— markings, hair pulling, Orgasm Denial— Oral (M + F) receiving, Face Riding and bondage (blindfold too.)

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“Seriously mom I only just arrived in Seoul, you don’t have to call me every five minutes.” Damin would say with a slight change of tone being all nervous, her mother on the other line would come up with many excuses such as: ‘come on you never were in Seoul! You don’t know the place, I do! Let me help you around.’ As if she were there in person.

Damin sighs looking over at the taxi that stops in front of her, the driver helping with the luggage from the busy airport, Damin getting in the car. “Mom sorry I have bad signal—ahhh? You’re cutting off bye bye!” She tells hanging up, sighing. Her mother is really protective.

The driver gets inside the front driver seat, looking at the girl as he turns around. “Are you off to the Seoul NCT Skating Camp?” The driver said up front, Damin nodding. “Yes, I am sir.”

“Where did you come from?” The driver asked, the vehicle stopping at the red lights signalling the road. Damin durning the drive was mainly quiet, unless spoken to. “Canada.” He wows as he taps the stirring wheel. “Wow long way! Are you here for the skating competition in December?”

Damin would nod upfront, she shifts forward speaking in more excitement with tone. “Sir do you perhaps know about the skating upcoming competition and World Cup?” The driver’s voice hissed as if it were obviously the most important thing to know if you’re living in Korea.

“Of course! Everyone who lives in Korea watches the skating program the most. How about when the time comes in December I shall cheer you on?” The driver said, Damin laughing a little. “I’d appreciate the support sir!”

The drive weren’t long till the large central training campus was shown, the taxi driver stops midway, the driver getting out to help Damin with her luggage. They bid goodbye and the girl was now officially alone again, standing in front of a centrepiece building with three floors and a wide static roof design. There was a dorm building to the right side much further away with a car park too.

There is a long gate that closes and opens between the timing 8am to 12am. Damin took some time adjusting and observing her surroundings outside, until she finally walks with the luggage moving next to her.

Entering the building she was welcomed with a stuffy warm energy, the summer heat hitting Damin much more than Canada’s weather that has lots of rain lately there; She felt a person rush to Damin on the right side.

“Oh Damin?” The man approaches,, looking around his early twenties, wearing a light white gym comfy tracksuit, light brown soft silky fluffed hair and tannish skin practically floating with clear smooth canvas without any blemishes. The man shows a toothy grin. Damin bowing her head. “Hello, who are you..?” She softly asks, she most definitely doesn’t know this guy for sure.

“I am Baekhyun, your trainer for the next six months.” He sees the young girl immediately bow in a ninety degree angle, Baekhyun witnessing the many eyes watching the girl and him so he kindly brings Damin to face him. The eccentric girl smiling ear to ear with polite and respect. Byun Baekhyun is known for his astonishing creative skating programs and dances, he himself made a new pathway for the sport when no one took it seriously in the past.

He’s one of the greatest skaters and teachers in Damin’s eyes. “Teacher! I’m your biggest fan and- it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Damin would say again, Baekhyun was most definitely caught off guard now if he wasn’t before. He shyly smiles looking down, “yes yes, now don’t cause me a scene because people are already watching us.” Baekhyun mutters, dragging the young girl away from the people’s eye.

“Anyways, now that we’re somewhere more quiet. How was your flight?” Baekhyun wonders, it was a long flight for sure . Damin remarks very nonchalantly, it was pretty easy when you sleep the entire flight away in a second. “It was alright, I slept the entire thing away.”

“You’re definitely not sleeping tonight then.” Baekhyun adds in with a small banter, Damin nodding admiringly. The two bring themselves to the huge ice rink, Damin wowing at the large rink of ice with multiple skaters on it already moving at such high speed.

Baekhyun saw Damin’s face glow up with happiness and excitement, her eyes forming a large O shape, her mouth gaping at the sight of the new area where the cold temperature is like a second home to her and the skating shoes are like her second true feet . He pats Damin’s back in friendly manner.

“Welcome to your new ice rink. Look to your left there are skating shoes, find your size and put them on. Join the others at the rink, they’re all nice people.” Baekhyun explains forward, he didn’t need to tell the girl twice though because she was five steps ahead, putting on the shoes.

He walks away with a short smile at the eager fresh addition to the new team.

The four skaters huddle in the distance whispering and chattering as they observe the new girl who was focusing on the shoe laces of the skating equipment. Jungwoo was spying the most at the new girl. “You see her? Doesn’t she look so cool?” He asks his friend, Doyoung.

The rabbit man side eyes Jungwoo. “You say that about everyone, Jungwoo.” Doyoung responds with suspicious eyes, Jungwoo scoffing. “Pfttt, so? I bet she’s cool.” The third boy skating forward in the middle, pushing himself in between the two older boys hums cheerfully. “I heard she’s from Canada just like me.” He brags forward.

“Honestly no one asked Mark.” The final boy from afar vaguely spoke out. Causing the huddle to go silent and break into awkwardness. Despite the boys being new to each other, there was this one person who no one really got on with. That person going by the name, Lee Haechan.

Doyoung turns to the boy from afar who loops in the air, skating around the huddle instead of joining them. Doyoung speaking with inviting tone. “What do you think about the new skater?”

“Not much.” Haechan claims with a shrug to his shoulders, skating away soon enough further in the ice rink.

Damin took a deep final breathe as she eyes the ice, the first steps of coming on a new ice rink is like a new feeling of biting into a newly type of food you’ve never tasted. To her, using a new ice rink always has a different vibe. This rink, was exciting and joyful. Once those metallic rails holding the skating shoes hit the ice, her body starts to sway left and right like a sea rocking forth a shore in a quick pace. Damin leaping round smoothly about the wide and large round ice rink like a ball buzzing through.

The three boys in the middle would watch the girl jump midway the ice and land on two feet, swirling like a strawberry in a hot warm bubbly chocolate pool. The new skater did not stop there, because when Jungwoo thought she ended showing off, Damin was doing a front leap backflip, successfully skating forward again on feet, coming to the middle once again.

Jungwoo gasps as his hands clap. “You see what did I tell you! She’s cool!” The white hair boy skates forward leaving Doyoung, the older man following behind Jungwoo. Damin was met with two men approaching with a warm smile.

“Hey! Just wanted to say you’re pretty amazing so far. I’m Kim Jungwoo, Seoul’s fastest skater as of right now.” Jungwoo would tell with his hands upfront, Damin shaking his hand lightly. “Wow you’re the guy from Tv who finished within just a minute and twenty seconds his program.” She gawks, it was such a wide achievement amongst the industry.

She’d turn to the black hair man who reaches forward his hand with a half innocent smile. “Kim Doyoung.”

“Kim doyoung..” Damin would repeat, shaking his hand tightly. “Wait you’re— the guy who performed Havana in japan 2016 and won first place!”Damin awed, she met her idols thanks to this opportunity. She’s not regretting this at all.

Doyoung speaks. “Yeah that’s me! I’m surprised you know a lot.” He greets again before he lets go off the handshake, Damin noticing the other guy coming forth with the most uninterested expression.

Jungwoo sighs. “That boy over there is Lee Haechan.” Damin looking over to the boy looking similar to her age skating, his body was light as a feather as well as elegantly pushing against the air and chunks of ice that flew in the air, his reddish brown hair standing out with the blue-cold colours, he twists about until a little bit of his stomach gets revealed from the oversized black shirt he wore.

Damin admires in silence, he was beautiful and aesthetically pleasing to watch skate. “He’s not the greatest person to speak with, so don’t take it to heart at whatever he says.” Jungwoo explains.

“Isn’t he the one who won golden medals in the winter competitions three times in a row?” Damin ponders between the two men who in unison agree. “Yeah, that’s him. He’s the new rising star who hasn’t been beaten yet.”

“My goal is to win the golden medal this season, i’ll do anything to win.” Damin speaks, the two men wowing in respect to the determination. She will have to beat Haechan though, and he isn’t easy.

“You’ll do anything to win, did you say?” The voice speaks behind them causing the three to flinch and turn around, Jungwoo slipping on the ice landing on his back. Haechan glaring down at the three, especially at the girl. “I’m not planning to lose to a noob.” He’d tell in the most groused voice, looking down at Damin already.

The girl glares back as she skates forward to Haechan, the two figures standing in front each other with the same expression; dislike, glaring daggers and rivalry sparking already. Doyoung and Jungwoo watching from afar, as he got help from the older man to help him stand up. Haechan smirks at the girl with an arrogant smile. “Okay, I accept the competition. Try to beat me in December, because I’m certain you’re going to lose miserably in front of thousands of people.”

Damin sassed immediately as her soft voice hit a nerve within him. “I don’t think i need to try, you almost came last to Na Jaemin last season.”

Doyoung’s mouth literally drops to the ice ground beneath then, Jungwoo flinching at the scariest pissed off expression he’s ever seen Haechan make. She hit the most sensitive insecure spot inside the young boy. Haechan growls a little, about to say something.

But someone finally interrupts. “Alright Skaters huddle here!” Baekhyun shouts, whistling to call them over where he’s skating with his shoes. Haechan glaring down at Damin. “You’re lucky he came out.” he said before sliding away, going to Baekhyun.

Doyoung looks at Damin whispering. “You certainly have war now with Haechan if you didn’t before.” Damin shrugs unbothered, she stated her opinion. She thinks Jaemin should’ve won the golden medal.

“Oh well, what’s he going to do that will make me living here hell?”

Little did she know she’s foreshadowing the future where he will legitimately make living here hell for her.

Masterlink to “Romance On Ice” Chapters.

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Hello. I have sent you a message a couple times. I want somone i can cuddle with everynight. not only are you very attractive but i understand where you are comming from when it comes to kinks. However slim of a chance .

I am a man in Edmonton, Alberta Canada I am 45 yrats old and know how to treat a woman. I am single not because of my realionship but because of outside family. Long story. But i want a mommy in my life more for thrill and fun. Have to work now bye.

Okay babe

Okay baby chat me up

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mlobsters · 7 months

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supernatural s11e2 form and void (w. andrew dabb)

lack of recap i'm perpetually confused. brain was too occupied trying to sort out gods and creation and timelines in this universe. sam infected with dark zombie juice and hasn't told dean, dean with pretty deputy and baby. roger

project get dean a baby

and apparently adorable baby is supernatural in some variety, great. i know even less about amara than i thought

so sam's just gonna figure out a cure to the zombie juice? by sheer force of will? rolling my eyes.

serious upgrade from s10 hair for our sam

so now they're torturing rabid wet kitten cas. of course. over metatron? ok. not surprisingly, i can't remember where things were left with him

what in the lighting. why is so much of this conversation happening like this

SAM What's your name? BILLIE Mm, you flirtin' with me, kid? ‘Cause, no offense, but you ain't my type. And I'm not looking to get friendly with the man who helped gut my boss. SAM I'm sorry about Death.

awkward.

BILLIE It's over. SAM What's over? BILLIE You and Dean, dying and coming back again and again. The old death thought it was funny. But now there's one hard, fast rule in this universe. What lives, dies. So the next time you or your brother bite it, well, you're not going to Heaven... or Hell. One of us -- and, Lord, I hope it's me -- we're gonna make a mistake and toss you out into the Empty. And nothing comes back from that. I know you're dying. I can feel it. You're unclean in the biblical sense. So I'll be seeing you again, Sam. Seeing you real soon. Name's Billie, by the way.

okay guys, how can we make a credible threat to sam and dean. oh oh, i got it!! you've heard about purgatory, but have you heard the good word about the Empty! super contrived. but ok.

real shame they decided to keep her in shadow for most of that conversation, she's gorgeous. didn't feel like a choice for dramatic effect, just looked like they messed up the lighting (to me)

hannah / the magicians s1e7 the mayakovsky circumstance - lee majdoub as the djinn

hey, new-hannah was (very briefly) in the magicians too

trying to recall if i've ever seen physiotherapy instead of physical therapy in the US. i've had a lot of physical therapy over the years. i associate calling it physio with the uk (and presumably canada). important thoughts

SAM So, I know it's been a long time, but Dean and I, we've -- we've been through a lot of bad. But this is different. This is my fault, and I don't know how to fix it. And if I have to die, I've made my peace with that, but... please. Dean deserves better. Dean deserves a life.

HE DOES, DOESN'T HE.

oh no i did not sign up for sam torture flashbacks wtf, left field. that's not the sign we were looking for :S

well they played big tension dun dun DUN music for seeing crowley at the house with supernatural baby but i just giggled

they keep using that xfiles-sound again this episode! (clip of it in 10x12 v xf fight the future)

somebody better feed that poor probably evil baby 🥺 i volunteer as tribute.

getting final destination vibes with grandma putting a kettle on. oh, well, just straight to stabbing. that works too

what is this music??? egads

oh. bye hannah. shame, i liked her current actor

LOL now sam's using the Serious web search like cas did instead of the goofy one they normally use. course i can't find my post mentioning it because blog search is utterly busted way beyond what it normally is. SIGH.

anyway, handy that billie gave him the little clue to figure out how to cure his zombie juice disease. also snorting because they totally very pointedly showed them loading the unwieldy holy oil pot (jar? carafe? jug??) into the duffel in the prior episode. well now we know why!

also sam was just gonna let himself die without telling dean? not cool, bro

✨the forbidden holy marshmallow✨

ok if you don't look at the forbidden marshmallow, those are really pretty effects

haha amara having a renesmee moment

DEAN Where are you going? CROWLEY To see the child that eats souls.

this whole buddy copping it up with crowley is cute and all, guess he's sorta reset to mostly evil but whatever's convenient for his ends is good too

more nonsensical music choices when dean goes strutting off to find amara after skewering crowley's hand to the wall

so are sam and dean gonna tell each other their little secrets now? no? course not. dumb plot shit is one thing but that is the kind of that more easily tips me over into losing interest. my patience is so very thin, it's a trope i hate and they use it SO. MUCH.

this whole kid thing and the evil lady thing reminds me of the incredibly forgettable eve storyline with a dash of lilith in a kid's body. and a smidge of the leviathans, crowley trying to lure her in with treats. better received than the muffin basket for dick.

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 11x02 #andrew dabb #hiky #spnhiky #lee majdoub #the magicians #spn clip #spn musical score

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you-are-so-much-better-than-that · 1 year

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I love Tuesdays! Do you know why?? Because that means it's a Macy Tag Game Tuesday ✨ Thank you @celestialmickey for tagging me and for bringing us all together and for the hard work you put into these questions to keep us engaged. I love you! Also thank you for the tags to these dear friends: @energievie @gallavich-headcanon @imsorry-imlate @whatwouldmickeydo @heymrspatel @metalheadmickey

tea, coffee, or soda? Tea!! I rarely drink pop and I never drink coffee! I love me a good cup of tea though.

dogs or cats? I will not choose between my darlings!

can you play an instrument? LOL no. I am so very tone deaf. My grade 3 piano teacher told my parents they should stop wasting their money..

what’s your sun sign? I'm the leo-est leo that's ever leo'd

first song lyrics that pop into your head? listen ok. I'm just not that guy. I rarely just have song lyrics in there. sometimes I'll have a song stuck in my head, but not often. so when I saw this I immediately panicked and tried to think of a song, and hand to God the first song that I thought of, for literally no logical reason because I haven't heard it in years, was the Arthur theme song. "everyday when you're walked down the street, everybody that you meet, has a different point of view and I say HEY hey! what a wonderful kind of day where you can learn to work and play and get a long with each other!"

I don't know what's wrong with me.

do you have any tattoos? No! But I have plans!

favorite place you’ve traveled? mmmm probably PEI or St. John's, Newfoundland. I'm not very well traveled unfortunately but I've seen a good chunk of Canada. Those cliffs out east make you feel like you're at the edge of the world and it's breathtaking.

what’s the last movie you watched? Like in a theatre? Ummm it's been a while since I did that. I think it must have been The Green Knight several months ago. And I did not enjoy it.

what languages do you speak? english and arabic-ish

do you have any hobbies? reading, writing, planning fun events, cricuting, baking, watching endless amounts of television, sitting on my couch.

you can hang out with one fictional character for an hour, who do you choose? oooo this is good question! I think I'd like to have a drink with Leslie Knope. She probably needs one in this political climate.

compliment yourself: I just told Julissa that I'm a cool person to hang with. I also have awesome hair. I'm a good friend. And also I'm super proud of myself for keeping up a decent physio routine recently.

I think everyone's done this at this point, so I'm gonna skip the tags. I gotta get back to making baby shower games for my best friend. Ok bye friends love you!

#tag game #macy tag game

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