#technicall y-

[deductivisms]

pov your opponent inputs artemis

[pubwegf]

IM DYING RN MY TEACHER JUST REPLIED TO MY INSTA STORY 💀💀💀💀💀

[blonde-batgirl]

“Soccer and teams are born from an overwhelming striker.” This is what Isagi deduces Ego is thinking in chapter eight, following the match with Barou where Team X rapidly forms around him.

I have a theory that, pre-Blue Lock, Kunigami is used to being that overwhelming striker that teams form around. This is the fourth time I’ve taken a crack at writing this out, because it keeps getting far too long, so to make this easier we’re going to stick to the First Selection and split it into sections starting with…

The Team Y Match

In the Team Y match, Team Z have a bold new plan: each of them (except for Chigiri and Iemon) will be the striker the team revolves around for ten minutes of the game. During Kunigami’s turn, here is what Isagi thinks about his playstyle:

“He lets his teammates take care of moving the ball up… so then he’s free to go right to the front line! Rather than the penalty area, which is crowded with players, he positions himself just in front of it… receives a pass from his teammates… and once his teammates clear a space for him… he drives in the ball with his powerful left leg!!”

This is very much where this theory springs from. There’s repeated emphasis here on how much he allows his teammates to do for him. Within the Egoist Four, this makes Kunigami unique – the other three have all expressed the desire to go it alone at one point or another, whether its Isagi’s obsession with scoring his own goals, Bachira trying to take back his lonely soccer, or Chigiri declaring that his ideal self doesn’t want to pass. Additionally, we’ve seen both Bachira and Chigiri carry the ball up the field to the goal entirely on their own with their dribbling skills and speed respectively (Team V match and Manshine City match respectively). We also know that all three of them experienced some level of alienation from their previous teammates: Isagi felt like he couldn’t be himself around them, Bachira was himself (affectionate) and suffered for it, and Chigiri was also himself (derogatory) and got bullied by the Wanima brothers. We don’t really know anything about Kunigami’s backstory yet, but the fact that he’s so willing to rely on teammates he barely knows suggests he didn’t have that problem and implies that he's used to his teammates working to support his goals.

Speaking of which…

The Tag Game

One of Kunigami’s first acts as a member of Team Z is to try and enforce fair play during the tag game. This is after Ego has told them that the only rule is that they can’t use their hands. At this point, most of Team Z don’t even know each other’s names – he has no authority here and there’s no reason for him to believe that anyone will listen to him besides confidence or, perhaps, experience. He’s not doing this from a place of assumed equal footing either – even if some of the guys in the room didn’t know who Kira was, Igaguri has just loudly announced his identity.

It's worth bearing in mind here that we can only speculate on what Kunigami makes of Ego and this whole situation. Isagi, Chigiri, and even Imamura (at the start of the tag game) have established opinions on Ego’s trustworthiness. Kunigami is less bothered by being in the soccer Hunger Games than he is about said soccer Hunger Games not being adequately policed. As mentioned above, we do know that he puts a lot of emphasis on playing fair, and he always shares credit when he feels it’s warranted (yes, sharing the steak, but he also tells the rest of the team in chapter eight that his goal in the Team X match wouldn’t have happened without both Isagi and Bachira). Neither of these seem like very pro-Ego’s-philosophy character traits (although Raichi does point out that there could be a selfish motivation to sharing credit - if people keep passing to him, he can score more).

However, Kunigami plays pretty fast and loose with playing fair when it suits him…

The Team X Match and Kunigami VS Raichi

Technically, Team Z come into the Team X match with a plan. I say technically, because Raichi breaks formation almost immediately and Kunigami charges right after him. There are three ways to interpret this:

Learning from previous mistakes: he already tried enforcing fair play during the tag game and (shockingly) nobody listened

Pragmatism: yeah, he cares about fair play, but it’s not fair play if no one else is playing fair. If this is how things work here, then fine, he’ll play along

Blatant hypocrisy: this one is arguably backed up by Isagi’s thoughts over a panel of Kunigami, Raichi, and some of the Team X guys battling over the ball – “All of them are only thinking about themselves.”

Kunigami himself puts it down to the second one. Regardless, this throws Team Z into immediate disarray. As Team Z are all scrambling to be the main character, Barou is succeeding in becoming that on Team X. He overpowers the rest of his teammates and they promptly fall in behind him – after all, if their team comes in first or second overall, they all get through regardless of who scores. The only reason the same thing doesn’t happen on Team Z is that they’re the main characters none of them manage to score alone.

Kunigami does score in this match, but it’s not his goal that pulls the team together - it’s Isagi’s pass to him. With Barou coming at him, faced with a choice between Raichi (who was free) and Kunigami (who had a defender on him), Isagi chose to pass to Kunigami. Which brings us to one question: why does Isagi pass to Kunigami? Isagi himself tells Raichi that this was subconscious. Later, with the benefit of hindsight, Isagi hypothesises that he did this because he had personal experience with how hard Kunigami could kick and he thought Barou could potentially take on Raichi. But, as noted, Barou was on Isagi at the time and not really any closer to Raichi than he was Kunigami. Of course, this is Isagi’s weapon in its earliest stages – Isagi subconsciously realised that he himself could not beat Barou and, given a choice between Kunigami and Raichi, he identified Kunigami as the one overwhelming striker of the three of them.

To Conclude

I don't feel like I should be hitting post without adding some form of conclusion, so a quick summary of my argument: I think, pre-Blue Lock, Kunigami was used to being the one overwhelming striker that teams formed around and I think this informs his behaviour throughout the First Selection. This would also track with the rest of the Egoist Four, who all behave the way they do because of backstory baggage (Bachira has been lonely his whole life, Chigiri is terrified of reinjuring his leg, Isagi passed a ball once...) Once they're officially working together, Kunigami has no problem trusting his teammates to support him in scoring and he also comes into the story with the confidence to believe that he can lay down the law and people will actually listen to him (nope - ball to the face). Additionally, Isagi instinctively identifies him as the character most likely to make a goal out of the two of them and Raichi.

[neutrallyobsessed]

obviously u like topher x joan but how far does it really go? just curious cuz ur always making fanart and even fanfiction about them

Yeah, drawings, drabbles, edits, comics, collages, smut, videos, everything two dimensional I can manage! when I get a better computer with a good video editing software and a animation program it's all over for y'all~~♥!

I FUCKING SHIP IT WOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ♡ww♡

What made you ship it?

I fell down the "this is a pretty funny ship" to "hol up this actually makes a lot of sense, this ship kinda fire" to "these motherfuckers have consumed my every thought and its GREAT!!!" pipeline xdd.

The more I thought about it, the better it sounded, the more ideas I had, EVERYTHING CLICKS SO PERFECTLY WTFFF

It do be like a sliding scale with me in the middle approving a het ship with Joan where sliding negative leads her with Confucius and sliding positive she ends up with Topher lolxd

What are your favorite things about the ship?

WHERE TO BEGIN!!!!! Well, they are terrible people and can always get worse, either doing shenanigans and bothering everyone in the process or just ignoring everyone to be in their own world~~

Age gap, people. It might be a technicallity but they do be 20 years apart and thats like, the best thing ever and the OW/YM strikes again so it's EVEN BETTER!!!!! And with their unconvencional tastes, they'd have A LOT of stuff to share and talk about and teach and learn and they could have so much fun with their niche lil hobbies and references that nobody but them could get and memes that could scar the average angloparlant for life!

And they both have this,,, love for nostalgia (not as apparent in topher, ill concede that its more of a hc) so reminiscing about the past or catching up with things they never lived could be so themmm and so fun to explore~~!!

To bring back something I said earlier, I also really dig the isolation of it all. How Joan feels betrayed by everyone but Topher is there to give her all the attention and devotion that she wants. I haven't decided if they'd finish school or drop off earlier but they do feel like a couple that could ride into the sunset to never be seen again as they build a new life for themselves~~.... it's just that after what happend, I don't see her going back to her old and new friends, but I totally see Topher manipulating all that he can to keep it that way, including Joan. They do be having some unhealthy clinginess towards each other and that's soooo damn good >w<

And yeah, I like Topher getting positive female attention, he looks cute when he likes girls and whoever said that they turned Joan into y/n was so right she really is very easy to project to x_v

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

That's the fun part! As the Queen of Joanpher, is everyone else the who may have an unpopular opinion, my word is law and the other 3 shippers are pretty much in similar Joanpher wavelengths. It is a very instinct ship, ya either get it or ya don't. I don't care and don't have to care bout what non shippers have to say btw 737

Joanpher tastes like: EVERYTHING!! I have eaten so many delicious foods, of many flavors and textures, and when it's Good I go uff si esto es muy joanpher =w=~ but if I had to pick one dish, it'd be The Brochette! Anything you can cook in a stick and directly on the fire cause it's hot as hell~♡! Any type of meat, any kind of vegetable, oil, sauce, sugar, salt, caramel, tender, crunchy, mushy, firm, literally all!! The most important part is that it must be eaten out of the metal stick, like gnawing meat out of the bone, cause it's both raw and wild plus ~elegant and sophisticated~

[incensemaniac]

ok im done on mercari japan im not allowed back on there until my stuff arrives at the warehouse for me to ship. this is dangerous and not sustainable . actually it is technicall y sustainable because it's second hand clothing

[slotmachinevectort]

maitland niles มีสมรรถนะเป็นอย่างไรในการเดิมพันกีฬา?

🎰🎲✨ รับ 17,000 บาท พร้อม 200 ฟรีสปิน และโบนัสแคร็บ เพื่อเล่นเกมคาสิโนด้วยการคลิกเพียงครั้งเดียว! ✨🎲🎰

maitland niles มีสมรรถนะเป็นอย่างไรในการเดิมพันกีฬา?

ไมท์แลนด์ ไนลส์ เป็นนักเตะฟุตบอลชาวอังกฤษที่เกิดเมืองไอบีธ์ของเบอร์มิงแฮมป์ตันในวันที่ 29 เมษายน ค.ศ. 1998 โดยเริ่มต้นออกเดินทางในฐาน้องหนีซีวูแดกเทือก และในปี 2014 เขาได้รับการย้ายสมัครเข้าอยู่ในทีมชุดชําดีส้าสั้ดเขาร spelade för Englands U'20 i världsmästerskapet för U-20. โดยเขามีผลงานยอดเยี่ยมในตําแหน่งขากลางเตะและประสบความสําเร็จกับทีมชาติอังกฤษในระดับ U'21, Maitland-Niles ได้สินัชญาติที่ดีนับว่าเตะใหม่ๆ และก็สามารถเตะในที่หลายๆ ตําแหน่งในลีกกี ส่งออก เช่น ให้เขาตะด้วยแสงม่ง หรดะตะเนย์ท์เดอะ ทีมXc73 เอาต์ฮาล์แรสด็ค แมนซิตี์ ฟอลซ์ มานียาร์ด อะนด์ อันด์ iล์SuPอฟเอ่ F. Nöet.โดยมีคุณสมบัติที่มากให้XANดัน โดยเฉพาะความรียงหวาย สนาฟ่าตะ ช่าืadาท้ billionโอfnezเอาthàiผัsảได้xpêrต์t!desired tháiทผูthσอfutb?!ballщ!crucial โกplàyที่ใด เมื่่ng a detวpöt์fạการ์๔.Technicallชาเarem่าdlyดtheเr!เดYสยngทhatJuadingดfômำtoจhisทt!indَอrแยปthỉldnั้uddy forแsu!ชlดeas่àyๆท!y่ iment.Enter y,lีis inตifeสrofessïonalีrtâin've!แratïonangte socialีed!at้orkfronєndI้reñhiمts and็ossêsses aเกเevel้ofร้ncentผt..

Please provide a topic in language code: "th" for me to write an article on.

ขณะที่การพนันออนไลน์เ��็นกิจกรรมที่เพลิดเพลินอย่างน้อยและมีความสนุกสนาน การเข้าร่วมการพนันออนไลน์ก็เสี่ยงการยับยั้งและต้องการการระมัดระวังอย่างมาก เป็นสิ่งที่สำคัญที่ผู้เล่นจะต้องระมัดระวังกับความเสี่ยงและตระหนักถึงบทบาทที่เล่นอย่างรับผิดชอบ ด้วยเหตุนี้ การเสพติดการพนันนั้นสามารถก่อให้เกิดปัญหาทางจิตใจและการเงินได้ ดังนั้น ผู้คนที่ต้องการเข้าร่วมกิจกรรมการพนันออนไลน์ควรมีการเข้าใจถึงผลกระทบที่เป็นไปได้และรักษาความเสี่ยงให้ต่ำที่สุด.

การสำรวจและการเรียนรู้วิธีการพนันออนไลน์ที่ดีเป็นสิ่งจำเป็นสำหรับผู้เล่นทุกคน การศึกษากฎกติกาและกลยุทธ์ที่เหมาะสมสามารถช่วยเพิ่มโอกาสในการชนะและลดโอกาสในการสูญเสีย เช่นเดียวกับการเล่นการพนันใดๆ การควบคุมเงินทุนเป็นสิ่งสำคัญที่ผู้เล่นควรมี โดยการติดตามงบประมาณและการเดินทางที่มีต่อการเสี่ยงภัยเป็นสิ่งจำเป็น เพื่อป้องกันการสูญเสียที่ไม่จำเป็นและก้าวขึ้นเป็นนักพนันที่มีความรับผิดชอบ.

อย่างไรก็ตาม การพนันออนไลน์สามารถเป็นทางเลือกที่สนุกสนานและเติมเต็มความสนุกสุขให้กับผู้คน ควรจำไว้ว่าการควบคุมการเล่นอย่างรับผิดชอบและมีการวางแผนเป็นสิ่งสำคัญเมื่อต้องการลุ้นโชคในโลกของการพนันออนไลน์.

Maitland Niles เป็นนักเตะฟุตบอลอาวุโสจากอังกฤษ ที่เป็นที่รู้จักเป็นอย่างดีในวงการฟุตบอลโลก สถิติการเล่นของ Maitland Niles ตอนนี้กำลังเป็นที่สนใจในวงการฟุตบอลมากยิ่งขึ้น

ในช่วงปีที่ผ่านมา Maitland Niles ได้แสดงความสามารถอย่างมืออาชีพในการเล่นฟุตบอล ไม่ว่าจะเป็นการผ่านบอลอย่างเทคนิค, การสร้างโอกาสในการทำประตู, หรือการป้องกันอย่างมีประสิทธิภาพ เขามีทักษะและประสบการณ์ที่ทำให้เขาเป็นหนึ่งในนักเตะที่เรียบง่ายและมีประสิทธิภาพที่สุดในทีม

เวลาที่ Maitland Niles อยู่บนสนาม เขาเป็นที่ประทับใจและเป็นที่สนใจของผู้ชมทั้งในประเทศและต่างประเทศ สถิติการเล่นของเขาตั้งชื่อให้เขาดังไม่เพียงแค่ในโลกของฟุตบอลเท่านั้น แต่ยังเป็นที่จดจ่อในวงการกีฬาโดยรวม

ผลงานและความสามารถของ Maitland Niles ทำให้เขาเป็นไอคอนในวงการฟุตบอล ไม่ว่าจะเป็นบนสนามหรือนอกสนาม เขามีมารยาทในการเล่น และความพยาบาลในการทำงานทุกอย่างที่เขาทำทำให้เขากลายเป็นเจ้าพ่อของฟุตบอลในใจของคนรักฟุตบอลทั่วโลก

ในฤดูกาลที่ผ่านมา ผู้ชาย "เมตแลนด์ ไนลส์" กำลังเป็นเรื่องราวใหญ่ในโลกของฟุตบอล สําหรับท่าเรือของเขา "อาร์เซนอล" ที่รู้จักเป็นหนึ่งในชายราชมาตราช่างของลีก พร���เมียร์ ลีก โดยมีผู้คนพูดถึงถึงความสามารถของเขาในการเคลื่อนไหวที่ยอดเยี่ยมและความหล่อเย็อะเยอะ การเข้าร่วมเล่นกับทีมชาติอังกฤษ ณ ระดับอาชีพ ช่วยให้เขาได้รับความรู้และประสบการณ์ที่มีคุณค่าอย่างมากในวงการฟุตบอล

การออกแบบและการดำเนินการของเขาในบทบาทของ "มิดฟิลด์เดอร์" หรือนักกอล์ฟในกลาสาลบอล สามารถช่วยให้ทีมเขาใช้สมรรถนะที่ครบครันมากขึ้น ด้วยการเคลื่อนไหวที่รวดเร็ว การควบคุมลูกบอลที่อยู่มากขึ้น และทักษะการตัดสินใจที่ดี เขาเป็นหนึ่งในผู้เล่นที่สามารถเล่นในหลายบทบาทและทำให้เขาเป็นที่ต้องการของผู้จัดการทีมหลายคน

นอกเหนือจากความสามารถในการเล่นบนสนาม เมตแลนด์ ไนลส์ยังมีมาสเตอร์พื้นฐานในการดูแลรักษาร่างกายของตัวเอง และความอุตสาหก ภายใต้คำสั่งของโค้ชและอาจารย์ผู้ชำนาญ การฝึกซ้อมและการเตรียมความพร้อมก่อนแข่งขันได้รับความสำคัญอย่างมากในการสร้างพื้นฐานที่แข็งแรงให้กับเขาในการเล่นฟุตบอลในระดับสูง ด้วยทักษะและความคิดสร้างสรรค์ เมตแลนด์ ไนลส์กำลังพัฒนาตนเองอย่างต่อเนื่องเพื่อทำให้ตัวเองเป็นผู้เล่นยอดเยี่ยมในวงการฟ

[dxwdr0p]

calamity: "an event causing great and often sudden damage or distress; a disaster"

hm ok

OK WAI

calamity's trigger conditions: "overabsorption of nonconflicting vessel code"

OK SO

HM

[inavagrant-a]

[pickledbaklava]

ok tired. medicime kicked in. gnnnnnm

[metropoliseaten]

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[violetsgayhouse]

good morning besties i got a 9:50 appointment like some kinda normal adult but while im at that appointment and most definitely 100% taking a nap after i need more doctor/medical-related f/o tag suggestions for this mf

hes another one that probably shouldnt be practicing medicine like medic and stein if that helps any

[vizivoir]

time for your annual vaguepost: how do u start a conversation with a blog run by someone who is far more talented and cool than you

[brambeag]

Whats fallen hero

Its an interactive novel on choice of games!!! you play as a former superhero turned villain that you can customise and make choices in the game that shape the story and your character completely (also romance uwu) 

the demo is free so i’d rec giving that a go at LEAST and the full game is only 4euro if you like it!!(on mobile appstores and steam). Cannot recommend it enough honestly its a good story with brilliant writing, choices that actually matter and an amazing cast of characters to interact with its just great

[theonlythingimfuckingisstupid]

ok. gn 

[sunflowerxthoughts]

Birthdays - Eddie Munson x GN! Reader

Summary: Eddie forgets his partner's birthday and he discovers things aren't as they seem.

TW: Hurt/comfort, talks about loneliness, depicted parent neglect, this might hurt you.

a/n: This was just self indulgent cause I've been feeling a bit out of place lately.

We've always been told that birthdays are meant to be a happy thing. You should be celebrated by your people. Extra loved and cherished for the day. But sometimes; it just isn't the case. When you feel lonely; birthdays are dreadful. 

It's the constant nagging thought of "let's see who remembers", no cards nor presents are expected. And when not many people do, you just stop celebrating at all. Make it a normal day, treating yourself to something you usually wouldn't in hopes it will ease the ache and emptiness in your chest. 

Eddie knew they felt like this, so he bowed not to forget and to make them feel celebrated. Somewhere along the way Y/N felt hopeful. Maybe this was the year. Maybe it would be a happy day and they'd eat birthday cake with at least their boyfriend. Maybe even their friends would show up. 

Chrissy and Y/N had been friends for years and being in different social circles, they always planned ahead so they could have a tiny celebration and this year would be no different. They had planned a sleepover the weekend following their birthday, mainly to indulge Chrissy. 

But when the day of Y/N's actual birthday came, they were reminded of the loneliness of the day all over again. Waking up to an empty house probably wasn't a good thing. Their stomach dropped when they realized Eddie wouldn't be there to pick them up that morning and they had to walk. They ate their lunch at Hellfire like they always would, not showing how truly numb they were feeling. Fooling everyone with a neutral smile. 

By the time the last bell rung and Eddie announced he was going to Hellfire and departing with a single kiss, they just knew. There were no flowers, no cake, no cards. Just despair, the heavy feeling in your chest when you have expectations and they don't actually happen. 

"Gentlemen, Erica, today's campa-" Eddie gets interrupted by a knock on the door, Chrissy's face peaking. "Chris? Everything okay?"

"Have you seen Y/N?" 

"Yeah!" He smiles at the thought of them. "They went home after class. Why?"

"Oh. Well thank you, I just wanted to drop their presents off since I haven't seen them all day."

"Aaaaww". Dustin comments from his chair. "That's a very sweet thing to do! I love you guys' friendship!"

That spurs something in Eddie. Somewhere there's a ticking feeling that he has forgotten something but can't quite put his finger on it. He can't focus on the game either. There is something missing and he knows it's about you. It only occurs to him in the middle of the day, the impact of his fists on the table making the whole thing move.

"It's their fucking birthday." 

"Holy shit." Gareth has never seen the mix of emotions swirling in Eddie in real time. Anger, sadness, disappointment. Guilt. 

"Okay, change of plans, you are all helping me fix this mess cause I can't think straight and there is someone out there with their heart broken who I care about."

"But it was your mistake…"

"Henderson, this is a life or death matter. Now put your brains to work." Eddie said, trying to figure out how to mend a situation like that. He still had a few hours, but it was more than evident that he’d forgotten. 

By the time the clock had hit nine he was at their doorstep with flowers and a grocery bag. Y/N on the other hand was already in bed when he knocked on the door, a day like this was far more important than sneaking in from the window. Eddie thought how cliché it was that even after a long day she looked beautiful as ever. 

“Teddy?” 

“Happy birthday, angel.” 

“Come on in, I thought you’d forgotten…”

“Oh and I’m here to make it up to you. I got you tulips and I’m making you dinner and I brought a cupcake and a movie. I couldn’t afford a real cake, sorry sweets.” 

“It’s technically still a cake. You didn’t have to, it’s fine.”

“It’s not fine, angel. It really isn’t. I really didn’t mean to and there’s no excuse for it. But still, it doesn’t mean you won’t be celebrated. Cause you really, really deserve to be.” 

“I don’t want you to think that I don’t appreciate this, because I do my love. But I feel so damn lonely all the time. Everyone has their thing. Chriss has cheerleading, you have Hellfire, Robin has Steve and their jobs. And I feel like I have nothing that is my thing.”

“But you’re good at many things! And you have many friends!” 

“Teddy is not that simple.” At this point they are sitting on the counter while Eddie starts cooking. “I know I’m good at those things and I know that you love me and that I have friends. It’s the fact that I feel terribly guilty feeling lonely in a sea of people because I know that you love me, but I still doubt I’m deserving of that.”

“Oh. I never knew you felt like that.” 

“Cause sometimes it’s easier to plaster a smile and act like you haven’t cried yourself to sleep, Eds. Loneliness is like a parasite and it slowly sucks the life out of you. You learn to live with it but in turn you question every small thing.”

“You do?”

“Oh absolutely. I kinda lost track of what's too much or too little when it comes to interacting with other people.”

“Sweetheart, what can I do to help?”

“What?” 

“I wanna help, really. Whatever it takes to make you feel better. I want you living, not just functioning.” 

“Teddy is not that s-”

“I know it’s not easy, but there must be something, little things I can do to help. For instance, would a little more reassurance help?” 

“I guess so…”

“See? Little things! Would it help if I slept here when your parents aren’t home and take care of you?” 

“Take care of me?”

“Yeah. Like make you tea and cuddle and we can talk deeply about what you are feeling.” 

“You’d do that for me?” 

“Don’t say it as if it was a big favor.” He stands between their legs. “I do it because I love you and you deserve it. So now we’re going to celebrate you and little by little we can try and help you feel better.”

“It won’t be fast nor easy, Eds.”

“That’s okay. You and I are forever so we can take as long as you need.”

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Daddy's Girl - Tom 'Iceman' Kazansky

Warnings: Ectopic Pregnancies are a very large part of this fic, please be cautious if you decide to read this. Also, this is just angst and sadness, so uh I’m sorry.

Words: 2,155 Summary: Whoever said third times a charm was a liar and Ice wanted to punch them in the face. (Kazansky!Reader)

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“I hate this.” She moaned, eyes scrunched shut as tears left them. Her chest heaving and knees aching from the sudden collision with the bathroom tile. He grimaces, rubbing her back for another moment before offering her a hand up. “I know, baby.” He finally responds as she takes a swig of mouthwash.

Leaning against the doorframe he watches her through the mirror, waiting for her to be done.

“This is the third time.” “I know, and I’ve got an appointment in two days. Probably some bug that I picked up.” She waves off his concern. She had one that was slightly similar to this a year or two ago. It had taken her a week to recover and a bag of fluids but she had been alright. “You’re late. You should’ve gotten your period two weeks ago. I think you’re pregnant.” Hesitation laces every word, but he can’t help the excitement he feels at the idea of her being pregnant. Of him being a dad, of them being parents. He knew it was soon, they had barely been doing whatever this was for three months. But he liked Y/N, could see them being great parents together.

He doesn’t expect the way the words make her freeze before suddenly she’s pushing past him.

He calls her name, following after her as she walks through the house. When she doesn’t say anything, he calls it again, and this time he gets a response as she picks up her car keys. “I need to go.” Is all she says, before leaving out the front door. It leaves him frozen. Staring after her. And by the time he can move again, her car is long gone and he can see her phone and bag still resting on the kitchen counter.

She doesn’t really know where she’s going until she gets there. Until she’s parked in a familiar driveway and knocking on a familiar door. When the door opens she rushes into familiar arms and breaks in them.

The arms hold her tight, taking her weight as if she’s nothing. Hold not loosening even as the door is shut and they move to the living room where she’s placed on the couch before being joined and held again.

It’s quiet with only the sound of a clock ticking and her sobs. She doesn’t know how long she sits there, a hand rubbing soothing circles up and down her back before she finally speaks.

“I might be pregnant.” Her voice cracks after the first word and the grip on her tightens and even though she’s far too big and old for it, she’s pulled into her father’s lap. “What happened, sweetheart?” “I’ve been throwing up the past few days and I missed my period.” She presses her face deeper into his shoulder, taking a breath before continuing. “I didn’t even notice.” “Have you taken a test?” She shakes her head, “I just came here.” He nods, pressing a kiss to her head. “There’s still one in the bathroom.”

As she leaves to go to the bathroom, Ice can’t help but think about the first time he had learned his daughter, his only child, was pregnant.

Answering the phone, he can’t even be bothered to take his eyes off the paperwork in front of him. “Is this Tom Kazansky?” A hesitant female voice asks, catching his attention. “This is he.” “I’m calling about your daughter, Y/N, Mr. Kazansky. She was admitted a few hours ago here at Paradise Valley Hospital.” “What happened?” He demands, standing up, already halfway through the door. “I can’t tell you over the phone but once you arrive at the hospital, we can discuss what happened.” “I’ll be there shortly.” And without saying anything further he hangs up on the nurse.

Arriving at the hospital, he already knows that he’s going to get mailed a ticket for running a red, maybe two, but his anxiety is at an all-time high. This wasn’t the hospital closest to the base that was technically a navy hospital where he could easily throw around his weight. This was a pure civilian hospital. His status as an admiral wouldn’t get him anywhere unless some former military was on the staff.

It takes far too much time for the receptionist to tell him what floor his daughter is on and when he gets to that floor and asks the nurse at the desk where his daughter is and what happened, the sad smile makes his stomach clench.

“Let’s go somewhere more private, Mr. Kazansky.” She says, rounding the desk to start ushering him to a small private waiting room that’s empty. “I’m the nurse assigned to your daughter, I can tell you what happened, or we can wait for the doctor to tell you.” He shakes his head at the offer. He didn’t want to hear the news from a doctor. Not when he had a nurse that was more than competent in front of him. “What happened to my daughter?” His voice is rough and there’s tears threatening to fall from his eyes. “Your daughter arrived here over an hour ago. She fainted while at a store and was transported here by an ambulance. When we ran tests we found out that she was experiencing an ectopic pregnancy and the doctor on call, Dr. Wilson rushed her to surgery and she came out of surgery just a few minutes ago and is recovering. He nods, but his mind is stuck on the words ectopic pregnancy, he had heard of it before, but what exactly was it? Voicing the question, he’s thankful when the nurse doesn’t blink at him not knowing. “An ectopic pregnancy is when the egg doesn’t plant itself in the uterus but outside. When someone experiences an ectopic pregnancy, sadly the fetus is unable to survive. Surgery isn’t always needed, but in the case of your daughter it was. But the surgery went perfectly and she should wake up soon. I can take you to her if you’d like?” “Please.” He whispers.

Entering his daughter’s room, he rushes to her side. Sitting on the edge of the chair and taking her hand in his. Tears start falling as he looks at his little girl in a hospital bed. She had never had a surgery in her life until this, and it killed him that he wasn’t there before she went in. Hadn’t been there to hold her hand, kiss her forehead, and tell her everything would be okay.

He’s broken out of the painful memory of his daughter coming back into the room and sitting next to him. “It’s positive.” She whispers, and his eyes close at the words. He wants to curse, but he doesn’t. Instead just holding out his arm for her to lean into him. “Are you going to be okay?” “I don’t know. I don’t know if I can do this again for the third time, dad. I don’t think I can handle it.” Tom doesn’t mention that it could be okay, not after the last time.

Her first time she had been somewhat fortunate enough to know that she wasn’t pregnant. It had hurt her when she woke up from surgery and found out what happened, but the second time. He felt like she just got back on her feet from what happened. Had just gotten back to somewhat normal.

“What do you want to do?” He asks. He was willing to ignore it for a while if she wanted or he’d drive her straight to the base and demanded that the doctor give her an ultrasound if she wanted to find out now. “There’s a women's clinic by the base that I’ve passed a few times. I think I should go there and get checked out. I can’t put it off.” “Okay.” His voice is soft. “Will you come with me? I don’t want to go by myself.” “Of course.”

As they leave the house, he texts his secretary telling her that he might be unavailable for the next week and if that happens to pull any favors needed. She sends a single okay and he knows that she’ll somehow manage to get him over a week off with no favors being pulled if it came down to it.

Alex had been the best hire the Navy had ever made as far as he was concerned. And he knew that for the rest of the day he wouldn’t receive a single text or call regarding anything, excluding Maverick. If somehow Maverick managed to get into trouble today, he’d be pulling the man away and making him stay grounded for the rest of the month. Maverick had gone too long without taking any of his vacation days and he was due for more than a few Kazansky dinners.

When they get to the clinic, he ignores the looks from other patients in the waiting room, who are looking at his daughter clinging to his arm as they walk to the front desk.

“How can I help you?” “I, I need an ultrasound. I took a pregnancy test and it was positive.” She leans down a little not wanting the whole room to hear her next words. "I’ve been pregnant two times before and they were both ectopic.” She nods, clicking away at the computer. “Alright. I’ve got a few forms you’ll need to fill out, but no one is waiting for an ultrasound right now, so as soon as you're done filling them out, you’ll be called back.” “Thank you.” “Of course.” She smiles, handing over the mentioned forms.

Sitting down in the uncomfortable chairs, Tom hands her a pen as she begins to fill out the forms. Only taking them from her when it gets to billing and she starts to reach for her purse but doesn’t find it. He quickly fills in his details for payment after checking the no insurance box. He had more than enough money to pay for an ultrasound and anything else that would be needed.

“You didn’t need to do that.” She says when he returns the forms. “You don’t need to worry about it sweetheart.”

As they’re called back to the ultrasound room, his arm is grabbed before he can begin to sit back down and he wordlessly goes with his daughter.

Sitting beside her, he keeps his eyes on the ceiling as Y/N quickly explains when her last period was and her previous history as she pulls her shirt up and pants down.

“Sorry dad.” She mumbles, laying back down on the bed, paper crinkling. He keeps his eyes up, but reaches for her hand, holding it. “It’s alright, sweetheart.”

The room is quiet other than the sounds of the ultrasound machine and soft words from the technician. A few minutes pass before the wand is being placed back in its holder. “I’m going to go show the doctor the images and she’ll tell you what she found.” “Okay.” She nods, cleaning up her stomach before sitting up straight, letting her shirt fall to cover her stomach as the technician leaves.

When the doctor comes in twenty minutes later, Tom doesn’t say anything when the grip on his hand tightens painfully before she falls into him and cries. He only nods at what the doctor says, confirming that he understands.

He doesn’t say anything the whole way home, not even when they get back to his house and he makes her lie down on the couch, covering her with a throw. Just pressing a kiss to her forehead, before heading to the kitchen.

He leans against the counter, face tilted down as his own tears start to fall. He wants to curse and scream at the world, because what kind of fucked up shit was this? How was this far in any way shape or form?

Pulling out his phone he sends a text to his secretary, just a basic I need a week. She sends a single okay back before another quickly follows. Telling him that an admiral is sending Maverick to a new program that hasn’t been fully approved and doesn’t need a pilot that’s worth as much as he is. He doesn’t hesitate to send a text back saying to pull him. Knowing that Alex will know that he means he wants Mav back in fightertown with him, grounded for a month. The next text is just the word understood and he tucks his phone back away, taking in a shaky breath.

He had a daughter that needed his full support and a pilot that was going to try and fit him on being grounded. He could only hope that Mav would just have to look at him to not fight him on his decision. He didn’t know if he had the strength to say out loud what happened today.

He didn’t know if he’d ever have the strength.