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JUECES | Els jutges Aguirre i Castellón, quin parell 🥸 #Polònia3Cat Video publicado por Polònia @polonia3Cat

[oonaluna-art]

Let's be honest, Garrus probably doesn't even know Shepard's first name.

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[horoscope1078]

:) visca el barça

Ferran stood on the vibrant green pitch, grinning so wide his cheeks hurt. Around him, a sea of blue and red flags waved, the noise of cheers filling the stadium under the night sky. In his hands, he clutched his Copa del Rey medal, still warm from the officials' hands. It felt surreal, heavy not just with its weight but with everything it meant. But there was something, someone, he couldn't wait to share this with.

His eyes searched the buzzing chaos until he spotted you, standing just beyond the rope barriers with his family, a bright smile lighting up your face. You were waving shyly, the same way you had when he invited you to the match a few days ago. Ferran had almost chickened out asking you, worried it might seem weird, but you had said yes with that easy laugh of yours that made his heart do cartwheels.

Without thinking, he jogged over, weaving between photographers and teammates, still clutching the medal. As he reached you, his mother threw her arms around him first, kissing his cheek and gushing about how proud she was. His dad gave him a firm clap on the back, and his sister squeezed him so tight he had to laugh.

And then there you were, standing a little to the side, your hands tucked into the sleeves of your jacket, eyes shining.

"You did it!" you said, your voice breathless with excitement.

Ferran didn't even hesitate. He stepped forward and hugged you tightly, lifting you slightly off the ground. You let out a surprised laugh, clinging to him as he spun you in a small circle.

"I told you I'd win it for you" he teased when he finally set you down, grinning.

You rolled your eyes, but you were smiling too much to make it convincing. "Oh, so this was all for me?"

"Obviously" he tapped the medal against your forehead gently. "Yours now."

You laughed, pushing his hand away lightly. "Keep your hard-earned medal, Torres."

His parents watched the interaction with fond amusement, exchanging a knowing look. Ferran caught it out of the corner of his eye and felt his ears burn. But he didn't care. Not tonight.

He slung an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his side as you walked a few steps onto the pitch. Around you, players were celebrating with their families, little kids running around with flags, a few even sliding across the wet grass on their bellies. Music blared from the speakers, and the trophy itself gleamed under the stadium lights.

"Come on" Ferran said, steering you toward the centre where a few teammates were posing with the cup. "You have to take a picture with it."

You laughed but let him drag you along. When you reached it, Ferran didn't hesitate to grab the trophy with one hand and reached for you with the other.

"Hold it with me" he said.

You looked around nervously. "Ferran, I can't, it's yours."

"Ours tonight" he said firmly, giving your hand a squeeze. You melted, unable to say no when he looked at you like that. Together, you held the trophy, smiling for the cameras flashing around you. Ferran could feel your shoulder against his, the way you kept glancing at him with awe and pride. It made his heart ache in the best way.

After the photos, you wandered back toward his family, still holding hands without even thinking about it. Ferran's mom immediately pulled you into a hug, chatting animatedly about how long Ferran had dreamed of a night like this.

"And we're so happy you came" she said warmly. "You must be good luck!"

Ferran grinned, squeezing your hand a little tighter. "See? You have to come to every final now."

You laughed, a little shy under all the attention, but Ferran could tell you didn't mind. You fit so perfectly with his family, like you had always been meant to be part of these moments.

As the celebrations continued, Ferran found himself stealing glances at you every few seconds. You were talking to his sister now, laughing at something, looking completely at ease despite the madness around you. He couldn't believe you were here, that you had seen him lift the trophy, that you had been the first person he had wanted to run to.

Later, when the stadium had emptied out a bit and the music had softened to background noise, Ferran and you found yourselves sitting on the grass together, legs stretched out in front of you, shoulders brushing.

Ferran fiddled with the medal, letting it dangle from his fingers. "Y'know" he said casually "you being here made it about a thousand times better."

You turned your head to look at him, your hair falling slightly into your face. "I'm glad I came. I wouldn't have missed it for anything."

You sat in comfortable silence for a moment, the cool night air wrapping around you. Ferran felt a tug in his chest, the kind that made him want to say a hundred things he wasn't sure he was ready to say yet. So instead, he bumped your shoulder lightly with his. "Next time" he said with a grin "you’re wearing a medal too."

You laughed, bumping him back. "Deal."

And as Ferran sat there, grinning like an idiot with his medal around his neck and the girl he couldn't stop thinking about at his side, he realised that maybe winning the Copa del Rey wasn't even the best part of tonight.

[i-ate-a-crayon-lol]

Day 5/50:

₊✩‧₊˚౨ The light is perfection ৎ˚₊✩‧₊

Helmetless Gabe

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*Blinds you with his radiance*

[world-of-wales]

Commander Rob Dixon's farewell post on his LinkedIn Account as he completes his tenure as the equerry for The Prince and Princess of Wales

[gettheorion]

[pedroam-bang]

Commander Melissa Lewis - Ares III Mission Crew (2035)

The Martian (2015)

[cdrdraws]

Flat coloured version because I can’t be bothered to do shading (also couldn’t figure out how to shade it properly and keep it looking nice).

Anyways, I kind of wanted to keep a white border around the image so I did a shoddy clean up. :)

More will be coming.

((Update: I forgot to share the screencap omg, I'm so ashamed.))

[valverdefederico]

Somehow, yes.

[vonxodd]

HELENA POISON // 'alien superstar' runway ❥ canada's drag race 05x06

[familyromantic]

I'd LOVE for you to find me some incesty Korean movies, shows, other!

(specifically Bro-Sis <3)

Do you need me just to list them or provide the links? :)

If the first, then here~ (I actually haven't watched any of this, I got it from the list on MyDramaList, so if any of this turns out to be fauxcest don't kill me xD)

Kissing cousin (2015) - cousins

Moon Lovers: Scarlet Heart Ryeo - brother/sister

Just like today (2011) - can't confirm

90 days of love (2006) - cousins

Temptation of wolves (2004) - brother/sister

Damo (2003) - can't confirm

Old boy (2003) - father/daughter, brother/sister

The Rose (2003) - brother/brother, brother/sister

The Bequeathed (2024) - brother/sister, this one was mentioned by anon on Shipcestuous blog

Hope I helped you, and please send me an ask if you watch and like any of these!!

[dragsource]

MAKAYLA COUTURE

♡ canada's drag race 04x02 'time & place' runway.

[garciapimienta]

Talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever been done before.

[cdrdraws]

Two menaces on a stage just for the fubins fans. This is *supposed* to upload transparently but I’ll just have to fix it later. Costumes are based on the Hetamyu ones, and the poses are somewhat heavily inspired from a scene in one of the musicals which I have shared beneath the post.