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dailyfigures · 1 month

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Makise Kurisu ; Steins;Gate ☆ Good Smile Arts Shanghai

#makise kurisu #kurisu makise #steins gate #steins gate christina #christina #steins;gate #good smile arts shanghai #good smile company #gsc #anime #anime figure #figure #anime figurine #figure collecting #figurine #scale figure #anime collecting #myfigurecollection #manga

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eggplantgifs · 1 month

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Christina Carreira & Anthony Ponomarenko: Whole Lotta Trouble / Edge of Seventeen » 2024 World Championships

#christina carreira #anthony ponomarenko #fskateedit #figure skating #worlds 2024 #program #request #their glo up this season has been amazing #i don't like a lot of rds this season but i really like theirs #btw i am still doing requests just very slowly

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smolmakerel · 9 months

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"Do you sit down in the shower, Tara?"

Tara blinked in surprised before narrowing her eyes. "What?"

Her new therapist, Abby Turner, was staring at her with a relaxed expression of genuine curiosity. She didn't really look the part of a therapist, sitting there in a yellow cardigan that matched the socks with SpongeBob on them. If anything, she looked a lot like a teacher Tara had in second grade minus the thick rimmed glasses.

"Do you sit down whenever you take a shower?" Abby asked again, shifting to cross her legs. She drew her fingernail over the metal clip of her clipboard.

Still, Tara was taken aback by such a question. She felt oddly seen through.

"Why?" Tara shot back instead.

Abby laughed softly. "There's no need to be defensive. I was going over our notes from last time and thought about what you said."

What she said? What did Tara say, exactly?

"I don't remember saying anything bad," mumbled Tara.

"No, nothing bad. I'm sorry if I made you panic."

At that, Tara hardened her gaze and looked away. Leave it to the therapist to know when her thoughts were spiraling out of control. God, Tara only had 7 sessions with her, and Abby thought she knew everything about Tara.

"It's ok if you do," Abby went on to say. Tara's face soured, and Abby unfortunately caught that. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Another one?" Tara tried to joke, but Abby saw through her facade. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were trying to play 20 questions."

She chuckled awkwardly. "Why do you sit down in the shower?"

"Because... I uh..."

"Take your time."

Tara was at a loss for words. Why did she sit down in the shower? She never really noticed she did it until Abby sent her back with homework to figure out things she noticed about her dailey routine. Which included an hour long shower; Tara would be sitting in the tub allowing the hot water to hit her back. While she sat, tremors would rack her body and her irritation would rise.

"I get in the shower in the morning," Tara explained slowly, still processing her thoughts. "Before class so no one has to see me all... icky."

"And do you think there might be another reason for sitting down?" Abby inquired. "I only ask because of your water bottle comment."

Tara looked unsure at that. She brought her hands to her lap to fidget with her nails. The comfortable gray armchair she sat on never felt more uncomfortable under the watchful eye of her therapist.

"S-Sorry, but I don't remember talking about that."

"That's ok," her therapist assured her. "Last time, you talked about how you needed to clean your room. You have a lot of water bottles on your table and floor, clothes in your bed."

Recognition flashed in Tara's eyes. "Right. Sorry."

"Depression and anxiety after a traumatic event is completely normal, Tara. In fact, I would be surprised if you didn't have one of those with what you've been through."

Tara shrugged. "It's nothing. Other people have been through more than me; I'm just being selfish."

Selfish. She had always been selfish; even her own mother thought so, and she made sure to remind Tara anytime she was in town.

Abby wrote something down, nodding to herself as if all of Tara's issues were understandable now.

"I sit on the floor," Tara suddenly said in the uncomfortable silence. She didn't look at her therapist at all, ashamed. "I get so... tired sometimes. And it isn't because of the metal in my leg! It's me! I wake up tired, go through the day angry because of how tired I am, and go to sleep tired. But then I can't sleep and I just..." She huffed in frustration, nails dug into her palms. "I don't know what to do."

Abby leaned back in her chair and flipped her clipboard over on her lap. Her eyes watched Tara's face closely.

"Is there anything you have that could help you sleep?" Abby asked. "A stuffed animal, a nightlight...?"

Tara's mind immediately drifted to her older sister. Sam was strong enough to keep Tara's night terrors away, yet she's soft enough to wrap Tara in her arms and calm her down. No matter how much Tara yells and sobs in her sleep, no matter the bloody scratch marks on her arms, no matter how Tara dissociates to protect herself. Sam was always there.

"No," Tara claimed instead.

Abby cocked her head. "And your sister isn't willing to help you?"

Tara shook her head. "No, she is but... I don't want to bother her with my problems."

Abby flipped her clipboard back over and wrote something down. Tara wanted to chuck the damn thing out the window. She lowered the clipboard again.

"Based on what you've told me about your sister, she sounds like just the person you need at night," Abby pointed out with a soft smile. "I'm sure she'd be willing to help if you asked."

'But I can't!' The words burn acid on Tara's tongue.

"Ok."

Fuck.

[♡♡♡]

Tara raised her hand at Sam's door and drew it into a fist. It hovered in the air for a long few seconds.

Then she knocked.

The door opened not even a second later, and Sam was standing there rubbing her eyes.

"Tara?" Sam mumbled. She instantly woke up, eyes darting over Tara looking for some sort of injury. "Are you ok? What are you doing up right now?"

"Can... Can I sleep in here with you?" Tara asked and before Sam could respond, she was babbling. "I'm sorry if I woke you up with this. Fuck, I'm so stupid. This was a mistake, I didn't mean to wake you up with my stupid problems. I-I'll go back to my room. Sorry -"

"Tara."

Tara's breathing hitched when Sam gently cupped her face, and - Oh. That was actually kind of nice. She sank into the warmth of Sam's palms.

"Let's go to bed, ok?" Sam whispered.

Tara nodded, throat thick with emotion. "Ok."

It was about 20 minutes later when they were settled in Sam's bed. Tara was dozing off finally, face buried into Sam's chest as her arms wrapped around her.

She stirred slightly when Sam kissed the top of her head. Her fingers tucked a few strands of hair out of Tara's face.

"I love you, Tara," Sam muttered.

Tara, too exhausted to say anything, simply turned her head and kissed Sam on the palm. She settled back down and relaxed into a peaceful sleep.

#scream #scream 2022 #scream vi #sam carpenter #tara carpenter #I was tempted to make the therapist bad but then I thought of my therapist and how nice she is and thought “better not”#They're so soft for each other #I'm still figuring out how to write them tbh #So enjoy while I'm working on breaking your hearts in my next post #Tara learning how to ask for help after everything #She trusts Sam but doesn't trust herself #And it's all because of Christina fucking Carpenter #Fuck Christina Carpenter #My writing

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beautifulstorms · 6 months

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Christina Carreira / Anthony Ponomarenko, FD Perfume • GP France 2023

#figure skating #fskateedit #christina carreira #anthony ponomarenko #gp france 2023 #idf 2023 #requests #the vm umbrellas-esque curve lift... they r so good #also good to see that they're starting to project their 'characters' more!#like anthony was really giving obsession + possessiveness through the chst #once they suffuse more of that through the entire program it'll be perfect. hopefully we'll see that by us nats #(im hoping for an anthony glow up this season. i think this program can make it happen)#also the dress is gorgeous and the choreography is intricate and tasteful and their tech gets better all the time. but that's a given #this might be my favourite fd of the season... just... aaaa

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phantomrose96 · 6 months

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Everyone is freaking out about your face reveal, which is fair enough, but I just can't wrap my head around the fact that your name is CHRISTINA. Like, no, your full name is Chrissy, where the hell did all these other letters come from?

Oh man you can't just say "face reveal" like that. Like I'm Dream Minecraft or something... I have feelings

Also you sound like my boss who gives me flak every time he has to find me in the work system under "Christina." As someone who's never changed my tumblr profile picture in 10 years, I can't be expected to change my name in a work database.

#i got used to responding to Christina in college since every roster I'm on had me as Christina #and I wasn't about to make professors of a 200 person lecture hall figure out Chrissy vs Christina

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dumblesbiansworld · 7 months

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These two being played by the same actress makes so much sense somehow

#misty quigley #marilyn thornhill #yellowjackets #wednesday #anyways i just figured out where i knew mistys actress from #christina ricci

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edgecallskating · 1 month

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Neat.

#christina carreira #anthony ponomarenko #carreira ponomarenko #figure skating #ice dance #worlds 2024 #world figure skating championships #worldsMTL24

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carreiraponomarenkosworld · 1 month

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Cheers to Christina Carreira for being the only woman to get a level 4 in the one-foot step sequence in the FD competition at #WorldsMTL24!! 👏🏼 Amazing work ✨

#cpom #christina carreira #anthony ponomarenko #carreiraponomarenko #us figure skating #iam #usfsa #WorldsMTL24

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figureskatingcostumes · 24 days

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Christina Carriera and Anthony Ponomarenko's Perfume free dance costumes at the 2023 Finlandia Trophy, 2023 Grand Prix de France, 2023 Grand Prix of Espoo, 2024 Worlds and 2023 Nebelhorn Trophy.

So many pictures to try to capture the angles of Carreira's dress!

(Photos by Wilma Alberti)

#Christina Carreira #Anthony Ponomarenko #Carreira Ponomarenko #Figure skating #Ice dance #United States #Perfume #Perfume: The Story of a Murderer #2023–2024 #2023 Finlandia Trophy #2023 Grand Prix of Espoo #2023 Grand Prix de France #2024 Worlds

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psychic-waffles · 1 month

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more programs about murder honestly

#cpom #carreira ponomarenko #christina carreira #anthony ponomarenko #figure skating #23/24 #worlds 2024

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ellsey · 3 months

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please enjoy cpom being adorable on the medal stand

#cpom #figure skating #ice dance #us nationals 2024 #christina carreira #anthony ponomarenko

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neeksxoxo · 1 year

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Christina: so mark is so sweet and i think i really like him because he's just amazing Emma: omg yes!! you guys should totally get toge- Christina: but kieran is such a gentleman and he's all fire and so hot and he's literally so gentle with me an- uh Emma:

#emma carstairs #christina rosales #tda #the dark artifices #kierarktina #kieran kingson #mark blackthorn #emmas trying to figure out whats happening #'hot faerie threesome'

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eggplantgifs · 5 months

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Christina Carreira & Anthony Ponomarenko: Perfume » 2023 Grand Prix Espoo

#christina carreira #anthony ponomarenko #fskateedit #figure skating #gp espoo 2023 #program #this might be my favorite fd of the season or at least top 3 #really love how the storytelling and choreo is integrated into the elements and overall program #none of this mugging at the judges while posing #i didn't think they could pull off this kind of mood but they really improved!#even though christina dies at the end she feels like the main character of this program #egg in her ice dance era #(i have sooo many posts of singles skaters bc they're my fave disciplines but i'm trying to branch out a bit more!)

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smolmakerel · 8 months

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"You can't leave me! I won't let you!"

"Christina, lo juro por Dios [I swear to God], get the fuck out of my way or -"

"Or what? You'll hit me? Hit me then! Give me a reason to call the cops!"

"Mamá?!"

"You're fucking crazy! Just like that bastard's father!"

"Don't talk about him like that!"

Tara curled up under the kitchen table, one of her favorite hide-and-seek spots because of the table cloth. She couldn't understand what her parents were screaming about, Sammy piping in every once in a while, but she knew she didn't like it.

It sounded scary.

With caution, Tara lifted the cream table cloth and peaked up.

Mamá was beating her fists against Papi's chest, face creased in rage. Sammy was fighting to place herself between the two, but neither of the two noticed.

Tara flinched when Sammy was shoved out of the way by their papá. She scrambled out from beneath the table and stood, unsure, behind her mamá.

"¿Mamá? ¿Papá?" Tara uttered. Both of her padres² stopped arguing and turned to her, and she shifted awkwardly. "¿Esta todo bien?" [Mom? Dad? Is everything ok?]

Papi's eyes softened while his shoulders sagged. "Sí, no te preocupes. Me quedaré con mis padres por el momento si quieres venir conmigo." [Yes, don't worry. I'm going to stay with my parents for the time being if you want to come with me.]

Tara blinked in confusion. Why was her papi leaving? Why did it sound like he didn't want to take Mamá or Sammy with them?

Before Tara could ask, Mamá was screaming again. She slammed her palms over her ears with a whimper. She never did like whenever they fought.

"Stop fighting!" Sammy cried out. "Can't you see that Tara's scared?!"

Papi narrowed his eyes. "Shut your bastard mouth!"

Sammy took a wounded step backwards.

Papi's eyes then went wide. He looked between Mamá and Sammy, then he turned his eyes to Tara.

"Is she even mine?"

"Listen -"

"Tell me the fucking truth for once in your miserable fucking life, ¡puta!" Papi roared out, and it shook the house into silence.

Mamá looked away. "Of course she is."

"... I don't believe you."

Tara stumbled out of the way when Papi shoved her out of the way. She followed behind the small group and gasped when she saw Papi's business suitcase full of clothes sitting on his leather recliner.

"¡Papi!" Tara began to cry, finally realizing what was happening. "¡Por favor no te vayas!" [Please don't go!]

Papi continued to pack up despite Mamás furious threats of calling the police, Sam's panic at the escalating situation, and Tara's full-blown meltdown.

Tara was close to hyperventilating as she threw her body at her papá and clung to his leg. He tried to shake her off, but she held tightly to his gray slacks.

She was the last person he was with when they both heard yelling coming from the master bedroom. Papi had begged her to clean her room and get ready for bed, going as far as to bribe her with a homemade caramel flan. But then he abruptly left.

The yelling only increased in volume, and, after an hour, Tara crept downstairs to hide out.

Was this her fault somehow?

"P-Papi, por favor -" she wheezed, chest constricting. She could barely breathe, let alone get her words out properly.

Hands roughly shoved her away, and Tara stared up at her Papi in horror. He stared back with an equally distraught expression.

"Tara," he gasped. "Lo lamento -" [I'm sorry -]

Mamá burst into a fit of rage.

Tara sat on the floor for the rest of the night. She blocked out the rest of her parents' argument and sat there. She sat there while her Papi left them.

He slammed the door. He never slammed the door.

Sammy tried to help her. Tara took the inhaler but remained on the floor by the stairs, watching the door for when Papi would come back.

He never did.