#Air Jordan 15

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[grrl-beetle]

Air Jordan 15

[danielkicks-210]

[themanymees]

Nike Air Jordan 15 XV Retro 2017 Stealth Black Red Grey 881429-001 SIZE 11

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Being convinced by your best friend to do whatever he said after losing the bet, a game the HS seniors went back and forth on, you saw him look over at his older college bro sitting behind the both of you, then glanced back at you, and said,”Your face has to be Jordan’s footrest for the duration of the next game.” 

You looked at the huge bare feet of the college sophomore, home on break, and back at your friend saying,” What… no way!” 

“Yes way. Lay down there and be his foot stool,” your friend replied smiling. 

You looked over at Jordan, who raised one foot up, beckoning you to get down. Clearly being told before hand by his younger brother his plan and his college bro totally going along with it. Or so you figured. Seeing no way out this bet, you slowly get down on the floor, and scootch your face under the raised soles hovering above. You could detect a light, vinegary smell to them as the large, bare soles lowered themselves down as you. The peachy soles consumed your face, putting you in darkness, feeling their softness press into your cheeks. You heard the game announcer say oddball and you grunted at this as it could draw out to 15 minutes. One foot tilted over, now covering the middle of itself over your nose. You breathed in, the slight aroma filling your nostrils. “Like smelling those big feet footrest?,” you heard your friend jeer. 

“I hate you,” you mumble into the padded sole. You feel the pressure as the college foot smears against your nose, rubbing the smell in with Jordan teasing,”Sniff it in.”  You groan and move your face against the padded bottom. A few minutes pass before Jordan tilts his foot from your nose to the side, giving you a chance to breathe fresh air. You gulp it in and see the jock just casually staring down at you…amused. He smiles and tilts his other foot over, covering your nostrils with it. 

“Nooo…mmmphhhfff,” you get out before taking a breathe in.  

“Smell it,” you hear him say from above.  You groan, trying to move your face out from under it. The large foot counters your movement, keeping itself firmly in your face despite your attempts. You hear your friend snicker and say,”How are those feet foot rest?  Like it under there?” 

“No… stink,” you reply before managing to get your face out from under the giant foot for a second. Jordan swiftly clamps his toes over your nostrils and squeezes. You grunt as you feel them flex and rub over your nose… a new wave of odor filling your lungs. You sniff in deeply. You make some attempts to dodge the oncoming toes but he keep’s your nose under their control easily. Seeing you groan and make feeble attempts below him, he casually grins down at you as he watches.  “Sniff between them.”  You do, before finally giving in, and submitting during the final third round of the game. In an act of pure dominance, Jordan repositions one meaty foot directly on your face before crossing the other one over it. Your nose sinks into the middle as you lay there looking defeated. You hear your friend’s mom call him into the kitchen and sense him get up.  “Don’t move,” you hear him order,”the match is nearly over.”  

Jordan nudges your face some and asks,”Like it down there?”   You slowly shake your face ’no’ against the bottom. The foot rubs briefly on your face before the jock smothers you under the darkness of both soles. “Mmmm-hmmm,” he replies disagreeing. “Yah you do,” he teases and begins wiping them on your face. You feel a pressure on your stomach and grunt as your friend uses you as part of the floor upon coming back. “Ok, the match is over,” he says and the massive bare feet slide off your face. “Like being my bro’s personal footrest?,” you barely hear him say.  You manage to boost yourself up on your elbows, feeling exhausted, and croak out,”Uhh no. I’m never taking that bet again unless it’s you losing and getting the same treatment.”  

“Want a one on one, loser get’s the treatment again?,” your friend challenges. “You’ve beat me loads of times, it would be even match.” 

You consider it for a moment and take the bet. You watch your friend set up the match and feel the ankle of one foot rest on top of your shoulder. You feel Jordan wag it some, the side of his foot tapping the side of your cheek. You know what happens if you lose but briefly consider throwing the match to become the ‘footrest’ again.

[barbieaiden]

2. Aiden: [Deep breath]

3. Aiden: Fuck.

4. Sam: For future reference, please, please, use butter. You're ruining my pans.

Aiden: Ooooh. That's why it ended up like this.

Sam: How—How did you forget?

Aiden: I mean, you should be impressed I even made something semi-edible.

Sam: ...sure.

5. Aiden: You slept longer than usual.

Sam: A whole six hours.

Aiden: That must be a record.

6. Sam: You shouldn't have done this. I can make my own breakfast.

Aiden: Well, I wanted to do it for you.

Sam: Yes, but—

Aiden: Making breakfast isn't going to kill me, I promise. If the doctor people say it's fine, it probably is.

7. Sam: But if you're also going to work... I just don't think you should overexert yourself.

Aiden: Making half-assed breakfast was not that strenuous.

Sam: You're serving me "half-assed breakfast"?

8. Aiden: Well, I mean, the bread is really dry, the pancakes are rubbery, and the coffee is probably bitter, but it was made with love. Enjoy.

Sam: Shut up, Aiden. It's perfect.

Aiden: You're so cute when you lie straight to my face.

9. Sam: I mean it. The pancakes aren't nearly as rubbery as they look.

Aiden: So I'm pretty much a professional chef now.

Sam: I wouldn't go that far.

10. Aiden: Did you sleep well?

Sam: Sort of. Are you sure you're able to work?

Aiden: I feel fine, really. Worst case scenario I'll go to the ER and Jordan will take care of me.

Sam: Comforting.

11. Aiden: I feel fine. Really. I'd tell you if I weren't.

Sam: Would you?

Aiden: Yeah. For sure.

Sam: Mhm.

12. Aiden: Seriously, I feel so trapped, you know? I'm going to lose my mind if I don't get to actually do things again. Not that I mind hanging out with you 24/7, but I'd like to go outside too. Breathe real air.

Sam: I understand.

13. Sam: Are you leaving already?

Aiden: Sorry. I'll go grocery shopping on my way home, do you need anything?

Sam: Didn't I just tell you to not overexert yourself?

14.

Aiden: You know what, just text me a list of everything you need.

Sam: Aiden...

15.

Aiden: Have a good day I'll see you late love you byyyyyye.

16.

Sam: I love you too.

[arsenal-womens-1]

Secret 3rd kid part two

[Part 1]

After chatting with the girls for a bit, I picked up my bag, which was definitely heavier than it needed to be. That's a problem for another day. Saying goodbye to the 4 girls, I walked out of the training facility.

A cold shiver ran down my spine as the English weather hit me. Walking to the car, I glanced back at the facility. This was home until 2025. It was definitely different from my old team.

Getting into my car, I put on my seatbelt after starting the car and connected my phone to the Bluetooth, playing a random playlist. About 15 minutes later, at a red light, I got an Instagram notification

Arsenal Women just posted. Seconds later, my phone started blowing up with people following me. Turning back to the road, I turned right, parking my car.

Walking into the apartment building, I climbed the stairs and opened the door to my apartment. Boxes were scattered everywhere. Walking to the window in the living room, the sound of rain echoed through my apartment. This was life now. 6 hours and 41 minutes away from everything

I knew and loved. It was scary. I knew nothing about this country except that my mama was the coach of the national team. I knew nobody. I knew a lot of the lounges but not all of it.

Walking over to the bedroom, I pulled the mattress off from leaning against the wall and let it fall to the ground. Opening one of the boxes next to where the mattress was, I pulled out a blanket and pillow, throwing them on the bed.

Flopping down after curling up under the blanket, I listened to the rain and the cars. I must have fallen asleep at some point. It was now 6:30 am.

I had a meeting at 9:30, and then the team doctor wanted to have a chat and a checkup, something about me playing again.

I had only played 10 minutes in my last game, having just come back from an Anterior Cruciate Ligament (ACL) tear. They just wanted to ask questions and see how it was doing and how I was doing.

Getting up, I walked to the boxes in the corner of the room, opening them. I grabbed the first thing I saw—a gray cropped hoodie with matching pants. For shoes, I picked Air Jordan 1 Mid College Gray. Walking to the fridge, I got out the only thing that was in there: a strawberry Greek yogurt. After I finished it, I threw it in the bin.

Walking to the door, I picked up my car keys. The car ride over to the training center was uneventful. Walking through the door, I was greeted by the media team. I waved at them, walking past, realizing I had no clue where anything was.

Luckily, Jonas came out of nowhere. "Hey, I thought you might need a bit of help finding where everything is." We both started walking in the direction I kinda remembered. "Yeah, I kinda forgot where to go." Turning left, there was a door that said meeting room. "Yeah, a lot of new people do for the first 2 or 3 days." Chuckling a bit, I replied, "Glad to know I'm not the only person to ever get lost on their first day."

Walking into the room, most seats were taken, but there were a few open ones in the front. Hearing the door open, everyone looked at it. I walked over to one of the open seats.

[bengals-barnesbabe]

Open Practice

Pairing: CJ Stroud X Black!FemReader

Description: Football players, in your experience, are either childish, toxic or horrible communicators; your ex just so happened to be all of the above. But it’s been a few years and people can change. Or will a certain qb decide to pick up the pieces your ex left behind?

Warnings: Toxic Ex!Brevin Jordan

Word Count: 800+

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Walking into NRG Park felt odd. You’ve been to a football stadium before but not before noon or because your ex-boyfriend invited you to his open practice. Your relationship was like open practice actually, you practiced being the best girlfriend and he liked being open, for everyone.

Texas was huge, they were right when they said everything’s bigger in Texas. Including egos, you realized when you received a text from Brevin minutes after tagging Houston in your story.

From: No Air Jordan 🏈

Hey baby, heard you were in my city😁 Swing by tmr’s practice and watch me cook then I’ll show ya around 😉

You honestly thought he must’ve taken too many shots to the head, your breakup consisted of a few long texts and pure ignorance so you assumed he got the idea. Yet here you are sitting in the bleachers of the Houston stadium. You wandered around for a total of 15 minutes searching for somewhere to sit. Brevin only sent the one text so you had no idea where to go or where he even was. You almost left and forgot about him but a player in a #7 jersey stopped you.

“Excuse me, are you okay?” Damn dreads, pretty eyes and perfect ass lips.

“Oh yeah, I’m fine. I was invited by someone on the team, but he’s not replying to me. So I was just gonna go.” You replied sheepishly.

“That’s cool, but if you want you could come over to my section. We’ll be done in about an hour and the view’s better over here.” He smiled.

He was cute, smooth and nothing like B, exactly your type. “Yea, I think I’d like that..”

“Oh sorry, I’m CJ. Quarterback.” Team leader = good communication. Noted.

“Y/n.” A whistle went off and grabbed CJ’s attention. “I guess that means ‘back to work.”

“Yea, we’ll talk after practice.” He flashed his award-winning smile once more then jogged back to center field. I’m definitely staying.

꘎♡━━━━━♡꘎

Watching CJ- the Texans practice was actually pretty fun, you never could pay attention during their real games because of the boisterous crowd, but here on the secluded practice field you could actually focus on the players and didn’t have large men yelling in your ears.

Truth be told CJ looked electric out there. Everything he did lit up the light crowd, which makes sense with all his clean complete passes. His offense was ten times better than their defense, which sucks when it comes to game time, but what can you do?

Every once in a while he’d look back at our section and smile, just for a moment you let yourself believe it’s you he’s looking at.

Unbeknownst to you and Stroud, Brevin also noticed how he was looking in your direction. His face would tense up and for each play he’d ignore all instructions and go after the quarterback. Since he was on defense it wasn’t that long of a stretch between his duties and his actions, but he got pancaked after every attempt.

By the time practice was over, your ex was even more angered than before thanks to the amount of bruises he accumulated over the last two hours. Then he saw you and CJ talking, suddenly all his anger was justified.

=͟͟͞͞♡

“I really enjoy talking to you Y/n. Is there any way I can persuade you into joining me in getting a bite to eat?” You lightly bit your bottom lip, the corners curling upwards at his question.

“I would love that-

“I hope you know she hates barbecue, and she don’t do relationships especially with athletes.” The voice of your emotionally incompetent egomaniac ex boyfriend interrupts you from afar.

Rolling your eyes you decide to pay him no mind and just turn back to the nice guy in front of you. “As I was saying, lunch sounds great.”

Then Brevin inserts himself again, now only the field barricade separates you. “You should know who you’re getting involved with CJ, they call her Jennifer because she’s a maneater.” He wears a mischievous grin and defensive stance.

You scoff, “a maneater who’s only here because my loser ex boyfriend slid in my DMs the second I got to Texas. A maneater that was thinking about maybe hearing you out after our relationship went wrong. Even better, a maneater that was nothing but faithful to your misogynistic womanizer ass.”

“If I’m such a misogynistic womanizer why did you come?” He smirks thinking he finally got one over you.

“I heard your quarterback was way bigger than you, so I had to come check that out.” He flared his nostrils, and stormed off the field, but not before spiking his helmet.

“Jordan you’re getting fined for that!”

CJ chuckles to himself, impressed at the way you handled him. “Did you mean it?” He smirked.

You lean over the barricade and breathily whisper in his ear. “Every word.”

Then pull back to watch his face as he sucks his plump bottom lip into his mouth.

“Let’s get outta here.”

~

Walking out of NRG Park felt odd. Not because of unsatisfying BJ, but because it was the first time you’ve walked out of a football stadium and enjoyed the outcome of events.

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A/N: this sat in my drafts for too long, but I’m overcoming my posting anxiety and letting it see the light. Also I hit 100 followers🤭 tysm babes.

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🟤Sunday morning - ISRAEL REALTIME - Connecting to Israel in Realtime

🔹IRANIAN AIR NOTICE.. from 7:30 AM - 5:30 PM Israel time daily from TODAY through Wed Aug 14., “Gun firing will take place within the lateral limit of (air zone OID29 - most of Iran centered on Teheran) from ground level to 10,000 feet.”

🔹US Amphibious assault ship and helicopter carrier Wasp has docked in Cyprus.

🔹President Biden was asked by reporters leaving the church what his message was to Iran. He replied: Don’t.

🔹High interference in GPS systems in southern Lebanon, northern Jordan and Iraq

🔹Arab propaganda: an imminent attack by Hezbollah on the northern front, and it is estimated that the attack will include a partial invasion by Hezbollah fighters.​​

🔹Public shelters spotted being dropped in Yokneam and other northern-ish towns by major bus stops.

▪️BRITISH POST.. stops deliveries to Israel, but not to the Palestinian Authority?  “Because of the war.”  ( Or anti-semitism, you decide. )

▪️”When Iran calls for the destruction of Israel, no one cries escalation.  When Iran wages a shadow war on Israel through proxies like Hamas, Hezbollah, and the Houthis (to name only a few), no one cries escalation.  The selective cries of escalation only seem to come when Israel dares to defend itself in response to Iranian aggression.” - Ritchie Torres, US congressman, NY

▪️GAZAN ON SOCIAL MEDIA.. “"I call on the whole world - save us from Hamas - before you save us from the Jews. Hamas is trading in our blood”.  HIS BODY was found this morning.

♦️COUNTER-TERROR BATTLE - SHECHEM.. Heavy exchanges of fire have been going on for the past hour and a half between terrorists and IDF forces in El Ein northwest of Shechem.

♦️The IDF issues a new evac order for Gazans in Khan Younis in the southern Strip, following rocket fire at Israel.

♦️Gazans report an attack on Bnei Suhila in Khan Yunis, southern Gaza Strip.

⭕A US official told Reuters members of US and coalition forces were wounded in the Iraqi Shia Militia attack in Syria on the US base on Friday.

▪️Helpful Home Front Video w/English subtitles - Home Protected Room Use - https://youtu.be/15-s9E53Kxs

▪️Helpful Home Front Video w/English subtitles - Siren when Out - https://youtu.be/FXnoXw9iVtQ

⚠️ HIGH ALERT FOR HEZBOLLAH STRIKE ⚠️

⚠️ The IDF has doubled the number of UAVs deployed in Lebanese airspace to detect launches at Israel in real time, according to Army Radio.

⚠️ Hezbollah commented on the situation, stating: "The large numbers of enemy Israeli drones, including the Heron TP, Hermes 900, and Hermes 450 types, which the occupation army summoned several days ago and continuously to cover the airspace of most of southern Lebanon, in addition to the small drones launched in the airspace of the front edge at the border, reveal the extent of the repercussions of waiting for Hezbollah’s response. Targeting the suburb."

◾There are mixed reports, but the latest indicates that Israel has received the green light and support from Jordan to use their airspace, while Iran was banned. A Jordanian official confirmed that his country will allow Israel to use its airspace to counter an Iranian attack, according to Israeli Channel 12.

[snkrbonbon]

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Mike Luckovich

* * * *

LETTERS FROM AN AMERICAN

July 14, 2024

HEATHER COX RICHARDSON

JUL 15, 2024

Shortly after 6:00 yesterday evening at a Trump rally in Butler, Pennsylvania, a shooter on the roof of a building about 400 feet from the stage appears to have shot eight bullets at the former president and into the crowd. Trump appeared to flinch and reach for his right ear as Secret Service agents crouched over the former president. When the agents got word the shooter was “down,” they lifted Trump to move him out. He asked to get his shoes and then to put them on.

With that apparently accomplished, Trump stood up with blood on his face, exposed to the crowd, and told the agents to wait. He raised his fist in the air in front of an American flag in what instantly became an iconic image. He appeared to yell, “Fight, fight, fight!” to the crowd before being ushered offstage.

Pennsylvania firefighter Corey Comperatore, 50, was killed. David Dutch, 57, was injured and is hospitalized in stable condition. James Copenhaver, 74, was also injured and is in stable condition. 

The FBI has identified the shooter as 20-year-old Thomas Matthew Crooks, who was killed by a Secret Service agent. Crooks used an AR-type semiautomatic rifle that apparently belonged to his father. Crooks was wearing a gray Demolition Ranch tee shirt advertising a YouTube channel for gun enthusiasts and people interested in explosive devices. The channel has more than 11 million followers. Crooks appears to have been a registered Republican.   

Trump said he had been “shot with a bullet that pierced the upper part of my right ear.” So far, no doctors have briefed the public. 

In the confusion immediately after the shooting, MAGA Republicans blamed the Democrats for the violence. “Today is not just some isolated incident,” Ohio senator J.D. Vance, who is in the running to be Trump’s vice presidential pick, posted on social media. “The central premise of the Biden campaign is that President Donald Trump is an authoritarian fascist who must be stopped at all costs. That rhetoric led directly to President Trump’s attempted assassination.” Representative Mike Collins of Georgia called for a Republican district attorney to “immediately file charges against Joseph R. Biden for inciting an assassination.” Indeed, he said, “Joe Biden sent the orders.”  

Edward Luce of the Financial Times noted, “Almost any criticism of Trump is already being spun by Maga as an incitement to assassinate him. This is an Orwellian attempt to silence what remains of the effort to stop him from regaining power.” Indeed, MAGA Republicans appear to be trying to stop discussion of their extremist plans— which are enormously unpopular— by claiming that such a discussion is polarizing. 

The idea that Democratic opposition to authoritarian plans like those outlined in Project 2025 caused violence might convince MAGA Republicans, but it will likely be a hard sell for Americans who remember things like: 

•Trump’s own suggestion in 2016 that “Second Amendment people” could solve the problem of Hillary Clinton picking judges; or his 2020 attacks on Michigan governor Gretchen Whitmer, who became the target of a kidnapping plot; or election workers bombarded with death threats as Trump lied that the 2020 election was stolen;

•the October 2022 tweet by Trump’s son Donald Trump Jr. mocking then–House speaker Nancy Pelosi’s husband Paul after a home intruder hit him in the head with a hammer; or Georgia representative Marjorie Taylor Greene’s 2022 campaign video in which she promised to “blow away the Democrats’ socialist agenda” as she took aim with a rifle; 

•in 2023, House Republicans wearing AR-15 lapel pins on the floor of Congress; Representative Don Bacon (R-NE) saying his wife slept with a loaded gun after he voted against Representative Jim Jordan (R-OH) for House speaker; or Republican representatives sending Christmas cards showing the whole family toting guns;

•in 2024, the Kansas Republican Party’s March fundraiser where attendees could donate to kick and punch an effigy of President Biden; or Don Jr.’s reposting an image of Biden bound and gagged in the back of a pickup truck;

•or Lieutenant Governor Mark Robinson of North Carolina, who is running for the governorship and who is scheduled to speak at the Republican National Convention starting tomorrow, saying just two weeks ago: “Some folks need killing! It’s time for somebody to say it.”

Indeed, in March 2024, in Vance’s home state, Trump said: if I don’t get elected, it’s going to be a bloodbath for the whole…country,” and a 2022 campaign ad by Representative Collins himself showed him shooting a rifle at Nancy Pelosi’s “agenda” and at a cardboard rhinoceros he says is a “RINO,” a Republican in Name Only. 

Republicans under Trump have increasingly advocated violence as a way to gain power because they know their unpopular positions cannot lead their candidates to victory in free and fair elections. In this moment, when there is still little evidence about yesterday’s tragedy, it appears they are projecting their own behavior onto Biden and the Democrats, blaming them for advocating violence when in fact, Biden and the Democrats have tried hard to enact commonsense gun safety laws and have consistently condemned the violent language and normalizing of political violence by Republicans. 

Republicans’ embrace of violence is a hallmark of authoritarian leaders; by definition it  undermines democracy. In Nashville, Tennessee, today, neo-Nazis shouting “Hitler was right!” were involved in fights in the streets. Ending that resort to violence, which never advances society and always injures it, is key to restoring the guardrails of democracy.

Biden spoke to the nation tonight, warning that Americans need to “lower the temperature in our politics and to remember, while we may disagree, we are not enemies. We’re neighbors. We’re friends, coworkers, citizens. And, most importantly, we are fellow Americans. And we must stand together.” He condemned yesterday’s violence, noting that “[a] former president was shot” and “an American citizen killed while simply exercising his freedom to support the candidate of his choosing…. There is no place in America for this kind of violence or for any violence ever. Period. No exceptions. We can’t allow this violence to be normalized.” 

The framers of the Constitution, he said, “created a democracy that gave reason and balance a chance to prevail over brute force. That’s the America we must be, an American democracy where arguments are made in good faith, an American democracy where the rule of law is respected, an American democracy where decency, dignity, fair play aren’t just quaint notions, but living, breathing realities.”

Biden rejected the idea that criticizing the Republicans’ extremism was polarizing. While they can “criticize my record and offer their own vision for this country,” he said, “I’ll continue to speak out strongly for our democracy, stand up for our Constitution and the rule of law, to call for action at the ballot box, no violence on our streets. That’s how democracy should work.” 

Biden paused all campaign ads and events after the shooting and told staffers to “refrain from issuing any comments on social media or in public.” Trump is fundraising off the attempt on his life, but he spent the day golfing rather than campaigning. 

The Secret Service has launched an investigation of how a shooter could get so close to Trump; Biden has ordered an independent investigation as well. Biden said he has also directed the Secret Service to review the security measures in place for the Republican National Convention, which starts tomorrow in Milwaukee.

Within hours of the shooting, House speaker Mike Johnson (R-LA) announced that “THE HOUSE WILL CONDUCT A FULL INVESTIGATION OF THE TRAGIC EVENTS TODAY,” saying, “The American people deserve to know the truth.” Although the FBI investigation has barely gotten underway and Congress has no law enforcement power, Johnson promised to have officials from the Secret Service, the Department of Homeland Security, and the FBI “appear for a hearing before our committees ASAP.” 

Observers noted that it sounded like MAGA plans to have yet another investigation designed to spread a narrative, in this case, that the “Deep State” was involved in the shooting. 

LETTERS FROM AN AMERICAN

HEATHER COX RICHARDSON

[behoright]

let us feel (love countdown series) l a. svechnikov

touching your face / how'd it take a long, long time to be here

summary: part 9! our couple spends their first night together as bf n gf!

wordcount: 4.3k

song: jupiter - donna missal

warnings: 18+! minors dni! contains smut n sexual situations!

a/n: much awaited! thank u for your patience! this is garbage but I'm doing my best! enjoy! love u! @ryanpulock aids w these fantasies so much sorry not sorry. @thejoeburrow @hoesforthecanes you guys have a special place in my heart.

✳︎ ₊˚ 𓂂 🛶 𓈒𝆬 ₊ ⟆

Andrei had officially turned into mush.

Or, at least, that’s what he felt like. 

He had stopped you both around 15 times on the way back to the restaurant just to kiss you more. He felt that he had to pinch himself every couple of steps. Having his arm around you just wasn’t enough; he wanted to feel your mouth on his again and again. So every couple steps, you were met with a goofy grin, slowly making its way towards your lips again. 

“I can finally do this, oh my god.”

He didn’t really have a plan on what to do when they got back with the group, but he didn’t care. He was too elated and giddy to bother entertaining anyone’s chirps or comments. 

Truly, all he really wanted was to be with you. Regardless of who or what was around you both. As long as he had the freedom to kiss you whenever he wanted, now that you were his.

You were able to sneak back into the restaurant mostly unseen, Andrei’s hand flat on your exposed lower back, guiding you to your seat.

“Oh, there you are. Where did you guys go?” Jordan questioned as you adjusted yourself to into your seat. 

“Uh, just needed some air. All good.” he said, sitting down. Thankfully, the dark lighting covered up how flustered you both were.

Neci kicked Andrei under the table as soon as you got distracted by a very curious Jarvy, who had some very poignant questions for you.

Andrei looked up at his friend, who gave him a subtle questioning look. The Russian couldn’t help but blush; he couldn’t even face his friend as a quiet chuckle escaped him, looking down at his lap. 

“Oh, man, really?” Martin whispered, dramatically leaning forward.

“Yeah, brother.” he said, a smirk plastered on his face. 

“Let’s fucking go.” Neci bounced in his seat, extending his hand over to his friend to congratulate him.

“What happened?” you asked, all the disarray calling your attention to them.

“Uh, what?” Andrei scrambled. As much as he tried, he knew he couldn’t get rid of the smile. “Nothing, nothing, baby. I tell you later.” 

The two teammates were surprised at how quickly you were satisfied with that answer as you turned back to Jarvy. 

“Baby?” Martin mouthed at Andrei, before making kissy noises toward him.

“Shut up!” he hissed, embarrassed. 

Before the two could cause any more ruckus, the ringing of Rod’s knife against his wine glass quieted the whole team.

“Okay, everyone. So what I want to do, is each player can introduce who they brought, and why they’re so special. Who wants to start?”

Andrei’s heart flipped in his chest. This whole trip everyone had chirped him, mortified him in front of you. He didn’t know if you actually didn’t care or if you were just being polite by shrugging all the comments off. Now that he had you, he couldn’t let this happen again. He had to take control of it, he thought. Andrei hyped himself up so much so that his body seemed to move on its own. He wasted no time in grabbing your hand as he stood up so drastically that he had to turn around and grab the chair to prevent it from falling backward. “Uh, okay, it seems like Svech wants to go first. Take it away, Andrei.” 

Seeing you wrap your arm around his waist so naturally made his heart beat even faster, so much that he thought he was going to explode, causing his introduction to come out a little too hurried. 

“Uh, this is my girlfriend Y/N and she’s my best friend and she’s amazing and I love her so much!” 

Andrei had crossed the line of a normal tone for a restaurant, basically shouting. He was lucky his voice didn’t crack as he formally presented you to everyone. The cheers that came subsequently became muffled in his ears as he swiftly turned around and brought his face, now burning hot, close to yours. It was almost comical the way his hands grabbed your face so intently, surprising you with the most grandiose kiss. He only let go to raise his fist in the air, leading his teammates to whistle and cheer even louder. 

He had never been so embarrassed in his life. The butterflies had taken over his whole system, throwing logic and any type of inhibitions out of the window. You looked up at him, your eyes gleaming back into his. He ran his thumbs over your rosy cheeks before hiding your face in his chest. You felt everyone’s eyes still on you as he helped you back down to your seats, planting a kiss on your forehead. 

“Okay, okay, thank you. Thank you, Andrei, for that wonderful introduction. Who’s next?” Rod shouted from his seat, shaking his head. 

Andrei didn’t hear anyone else’s speech, too close to you to even attempt to care. It happened, and he felt like his big secret was out. 

The nervousness immediately turned into excitement. 

You liked him. 

You actually liked him back. 

He could kiss you, touch you, and not worry about anything else. 

As most people around you were focused on the various introductions, Andrei didn’t waste one second, his eyes burning into you constantly. Whenever you’d turn to look at him, it would take him less than a second to bring his lips to yours. 

“I’ve wanted to kiss you for so fucking long.” he whispered, his fingers intertwined in your hair.

Your lipstick now a thing of the past, he was becoming addicted to the softness of your lips on his. He craved to be closer, to have his touch on you more. He didn’t hesitate to slip his tongue inside your mouth, even while surrounded by everyone. 

Thankfully for his teammates, there was an ice cream shop not too far away. 

They all opted for that instead of dessert - at this point, they all hoped to see Andrei’s lips focus on something that wasn’t you.

“I’m sorry” he chuckled while waiting for his cone. “I don’t know, I just, I can’t stop.” 

“Don’t apologize. This is all I want, Drei.” you whispered against his lips. 

The graze of your mouth against his and the tone of your voice caused a stir in Andrei’s pants.

Immediately. 

It didn’t help that you went back to kissing him, your tongue finding his once again. 

“You taste like strawberries.” he chuckled, feeling flustered. 

He facepalmed in his head. 

You taste like strawberries?

Idiot.

“Yeah? What flavor did you get, my love?” you said, still focused on his lips. 

The more pet names you called him, the more you ran your fingers through his hair, the harder it became to hide how hard he was becoming for you. 

The only thing that saved him from making a fool of himself again, or to be honest, from sliding his thighs in between your legs, was Tripp yelling at him.

“Svech! Your cone, brother!”

He realized then how little he had actually interacted with anyone else that night. He didn’t want to be rude, but there was something about having you there with him as his girl that kept him attached to you. He found himself struggling to grab his cone just because he didn’t want to let go of your waist. 

“Maybe we should go talk to some people, Svech.” you said. Like clockwork. It’s like you knew what he needed, what he was thinking about at all times.

“Yeah, I was thinking that.” he chuckled, placing another series of pecks on your lips. “I can’t kiss you that much with ice cream.”

His laugh came out a little too loud, his friends close by turning slightly, yanked from their conversations.

“What can you do, eh?” Tripp exclaimed to Rod. “Young love.” 

“Hey, lovebirds. Come sit here, come. Come socialize.” Burns waived over from his seat, his brother pulling up some chairs.

“We got caught, Drei.” you said, walking over to his friends with Andrei’s arm never leaving your shoulder. 

Not for that second, or for the rest of the night.

It wasn’t until you were in the hotel room that he moved his touch to your waist, keeping you steady as he kept you on his mouth. 

He didn’t know the time, or how long you stood there. It was hard to let you go.

You basically had to peel each other off to get ready for bed, the craziness of the day starting to grow on you more. 

“So, did you have a good night?” you asked, coming out of the bathroom in your pajamas.

Andrei was laying in bed already, splayed out with just a pair of sweatpants on. He couldn’t be happier that he could do this now; somehow, he felt even more comfortable now.

“You are kidding, right?” he laughed. “Come. I want to finally cuddle you.”

You bounced over to the bed, finding his embrace once more. 

You laid there, dumbfounded, sharing kisses and laughs and stories for god knows how long. 

It felt like you were making up lost time. 

All those times you had both held back, in fear of losing your friendships. 

It was all culminating now. 

He slowly rubbed your back, and yes, his hand was reaching lower and lower every time But it was still the first night, he thought, so eventually, it settled on your low (low) back. 

Now that he thought about it, all of Andrei’s past relationships had always begun with sex, except for that one girlfriend he had for 3 months in high school. The rest, he had fucked on the first night, every single time. Eventually, they all ended poorly. He knew you were going to be different, obviously, but he wasn’t going to push his luck either. He wanted you, badly, but he decided to wait until you were more comfortable. 

“Movie time?”

✳︎ ₊˚ 𓂂 🛶 𓈒𝆬 ₊ ⟆✳︎ ₊˚ 𓂂 🛶 𓈒𝆬 ₊ ⟆

Andrei watched the numbers change on the luminescent alarm that sat on the table. It had been long since the movie had ended, another random one now playing on the tv; long since you had drifted off in his arms, now sound asleep by his side.

It was funny, he thought, that he had gotten used to staying up late, his mind clouded by all the what-ifs that surrounded your then friendship. And now that he had you, finally resting peacefully in his embrace, he lay there in disbelief. 

It was all he had wanted, for a while. 

The missing puzzle piece. 

He had naively thought that when he finally confronted you with the truth, he’d feel better. But now he found himself wide awake, his body filled up with butterflies that he couldn’t settle down. The touch of your hair tickling his bicep, your smell, your touch. How easily you seemed to relax around him; all these little moments and things he kept running through in his head didn’t help him settle down one bit. 

He didn’t care.

He had a game to get back to the next day, and he was sure that he could have sustained himself just on this euphoric feeling. 

So he stayed up, just for a little longer, reminiscing on all the times you had spent together. And tonight. 

The most special night. 

He would only come back to earth to peer over, toss and turn to take another peek at you, adjust your hair so it wouldn’t tickle your nose, or position your cheek more on his shoulder so you were cozier, snug against him.

“Drei?”

Your quiet muttering yanked him out of his daydreams.

“Shh, all okay, baby. Go to sleep.”

Perhaps he had moved a little too much. 

He watched you scooch closer, resting more of you on his bare torso. 

“You awake?” you said, abruptly sitting up. 

“It’s all okay, baby. You need sleep.” he said, his hand finding the back of your head.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, your eyelids struggling to open.

Unfortunately, no answer followed, apart from a soft caress through your hair. 

“Andrei.”

“I don’t want to bother you, baby. Rest now.”

“Andrei. What is it?”

“Oh, I, I just can’t sleep.”

“No?”

“I’m just.” he said, staring off into space. “I’m so happy, Y/N. This is what I was missing.”

You smiled as he tucked your hair behind your ear. Now that your eyes were open, you noticed the way he looked surrounded by soft pillows and sheets was driving you insane. 

“I never thought this would happen.” you said, leaning over to peck him. 

“Oh, you say that? I didn’t even know you liked me!” he laughed. “You are very good at hiding it.”

“I didn’t think you would like me. Not like that.”

“Why you say that, baby?”

“I don’t know! It’s just…me, I guess.”

“That’s why I like you, Y/N. I don’t have to fake anything when I’m with you. I can just be…”

“Me.” you both said, in unison, before bursting out in a chuckle in each others’ arms before kissing, for the millionth time tonight.

“This actually has been happening a lot lately, you know?” he said, raising an eyebrow at you.  “I go sleep so late. Because of you. I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Well, what do you usually do to fall asleep then?” you blushed.

“Nothing.” he shrugged.

“Nothing? At all?”

Andrei threw his head back into the pillows with a loud laugh. He looked down at you, his cheeks showing a thin veil of redness. 

“Agh, baby.” he muttered, his grip tightening around your shoulders. “I would, uh, usually jerk off.”

He had become so beet red that Andrei couldn’t dare to look at you. 

“Baby, why are you so embarrassed about it?”

His eyes rolled, sporting a huge smile. 

Baby.

He thought he’d never get used to it.

“I don’t know! I, don’t, uh, want to make you feel uncomfortable. Maybe it’s too early to talk about this, I don’t know.”

“What? No, no, I’m not uncomfortable. You don’t think I masturbate too?” you said, quietly.

“Oh, baby. Don’t say that to me right now.” Andrei almost moaned at the thought.

“Why not?”

“God, baby. If you make me think about that I-,I-. I don’t think I can take it.” he said. 

Andrei noticed the energy in the room change, your eyes now burning into him differently. 

He knew it was too late. All of a sudden, he realized how close your bodies actually were. 

He couldn’t hide it. His desire poking through his sweatpants and inevitably the sheets.

Silence fell in the room, now filled only with the murmuring of the AC.

“Do you need a hand, babe?” you asked, tentatively. 

“Uh, oh, I mean, baby, if, if you want.” Andrei could only mutter. 

The lust and embarrassment caused his chest to flush as usual, only this time it felt ten times as sheepish than usual. He began pulling the sheet up higher to hide it, but he was quickly stopped by your hand.

“You don’t want to? We don’t have to, babe.”

“No, no, I really, really want to.” he reassured.

“You don’t have to be nervous, you know? It’s just me.”

Andrei nodded. He was so flustered he literally wanted to hide under the covers like a kid. 

Yeah, it was just you. 

The only girl that had ever made him feel like this. 

You had no clue just how many nights he tossed and turned, wondering if you felt lonely in your bed too. On how many outings with you he had to tuck his erection away when he was around you. 

How many times he sat in his bed at night, mindlessly scrolling through porn videos, incognito and frustrated when nothing kept him hard; striving to think about another girl or any crazy night he had before. 

But the only thing that brought him to the edge was you. Just you.

Your warm hands reached over to the sheet, uncovering him again.

You gently grazed his chest, almost ias f he was too precious to fully touch. 

As soon as you came in contact with him, he noticed your breathing change, causing his cock to jolt against his sweats. You took your time moving each finger, with feather pressure, on his abdomen, one by one. Each one of your digits, slowly trickled down from his pecs, all the way down, touching each one of his abs. Your pinky shook as it was the last one to stay on his bare skin, your index now at the elastic bands of his pants. You turned to face him one more time, waiting for approval. Andrei’s gaze was fixated on your hands, almost hypnotized, his chest heaving strongly already. He gulped as you sat up on your knees, tilting your head at him. 

There it was again.

Those big, sparkling eyes. 

Only this time, your hands were waiting to take his clothes off. 

Finally.

Andrei nodded slowly, in a feeble attempt to keep himself from exploding already.

“Oh, Andrei.”

Andrei’s cock sprung out as soon as his sweatpants were past his hips. You tried your best not to stare, but it felt near impossible. His length exceeded way past his belly button, sitting swollen on top of his torso. 

Oh.

You couldn’t take your eyes off of him, doing your best at taking it all in. His head, now leaking on top of him as he slowly moved his hips up, his gaze never leaving yours.

“You do this to me. A lot.” he said, his breathing deepening as you took your finger to the underside of his cock.

You gave him a shy look, almost asking for consent, before Andrei nodded again.

You found the slit at the tip of his dick, gently rubbing and gathering precum and spreading it over him, feeling the veins that covered his cock.

“Baby, you’re driving me crazy.”

You bent over, taking your mouth to his length, which was now firmly in your grasp. Just as quickly as the wetness of your tongue enclosed the tip of his dick, Andrei quickly sat up, almost bolting. This didn’t stop you from applying more pressure with your lips as you slid down, the burst of salt from the precum that was covering him hitting the back of your throat almost immediately. Unfortunately, after maybe two or three bobs of your head, Andrei’s hand nudged at your shoulder. 

“Mmm, baby, I-”

“Did I do something wrong?” you asked, staring at the man sitting in front of you, who couldn’t even look at you, with his bottom lip tightly under his teeth. Was that a bead of  sweat on his forehead?

“No, no, no.” he said, hurriedly. “I, fuck, I won’t last.”

He reached towards your hand, wrapping his thick fingers around yours. He was so big that his hand ended up completely enveloping yours as he moved you up and down his cock. 

“Like that. Fuck, yes.”

You kept the motion going when he let go to balance himself again, your grip slowly getting tighter.

Andrei’s eyes trailed over you. Your red lips, agape, staring, mesmerized by how his cock was reacting to your touch. He noticed your chest respiring harder now, accompanied by a delicious thigh squeeze every now and then. 

“Can, can I touch you?”

“Please, Drei.”

His rough fingers felt like heaven as they started to rub over your pussy, still unfortunately covered by your shorts. It didn’t take long for his impatience, which was only being invigorated by your strokes, to take over. 

Andrei’s calloused fingertips slid past your shorts and panties, coming in touch with your damp folds.

“God, you are so fucking wet. It’s so hot, baby.”

“I’ve dreamed about this so long, Andrei.” you moaned, his digits rubbing you up and down.

“It-, it turned you on to do this?”

“Yeah, Drei. You turn me on, baby. You did this to me.”

He buckled his hips into your palm, letting a moan escape him. The last thing he wanted to do was to scare you off, or freak you out, but it was becoming hard to keep his pleasure under wraps when you were rubbing the head of his cock like that.

“I can’t believe this is happening.” he said. 

You lunged towards him as his index dipped inside you gently, slipping your tongue past him and muffling your moans into his mouth. 

“You’re being a tease.” you chuckled against his mouth.

“Yeah?” he said, with a smirk. “Like that?” 

He began to swirl his finger around your entrance, feeling the texture of your folds but never going inside you, making you shudder.

“Andrei.”

“Moan my name again, baby. Sound so amazing.”

“Andrei.” you moaned, dipping his fingertip just slightly, right at the edge.

“Again.”

“Drei.”

You slowed your actions, letting your thumb do most of the work on the underside of his cock while your fingers trailed around his head. Delightfully, this pulled another moan from Andrei, his abs contracting.

“I can play this game too, you know?” you whispered, lips still in contact with his.

“Oh, fuck.” he said, his pelvis twitching. “It feels s-, so good like that.”

Andrei's eyelids were squeezed shut, completely overwhelmed with the sensations in the room. Your panting and whimpering at his lips, the slow and torturing movements on his cock, swirling your hand in circles slowly; your juices dampening his fingers had his eyes completely shut in concentration.

He had to give in. He brought his other finger that was on your clit down and gently inserted them, finally getting to feel the warmth of your pussy wrapped around him. 

“Oh my god, Drei.”

“Yes, my love. Like that, yeah?”

You nodded, your head lolling forward until your foreheads touched.

“Keep going, yeah.” he coaxed.

Regardless of the AC, the room was getting damper and warmer with every single, painfully slow stroke you both applied to each other.

“A little faster, baby? You want?” he asked.

You both picked up the pace, your slick hand gripping his shaft tight as it went all the way down; at the same time, his thick fingers curled inside you and bega hitting your G-spot faster. 

Moaning in each other’s mouths, Andrei tried to scooch closer to you, as if you weren’t face to face already. He dared to move his free hand to your chest, feeling the tender flesh of your clothed breast in his hands. 

“Oh, fuck. I’ve, shit, dreamed about this so many times, baby.” he groaned, unable to keep quiet as you encouraged each others’ pace to quicken.

The faster both your hands moved, the closer Andrei would get, only moving his hand to push you closer to him, right before fondling your tits again. The relentless eye contact, unbroken this whole time, grew the desire building in Andrei’s chest, as well as his hips. Apart from your touch, your tongue dipping in his mouth in between moans, messily swapping spit, it was the idea of the whole situation that had his hips gravitating up to meet your thrusts. You were both wriggling uncontrollably, the sound of the sheets and the wetness of your contact harmonizing with the moans you were both failing at holding back. 

Andrei felt himself become more desperate as you moaned louder, more needy for him. He managed to finger you steadily, releasing more and more of you with every single touch, but at the same time apply toe-curling pleasure when he sped up. You could tell he was trying to control himself to a certain extent, giving himself away when he would groan or moan a little too loud after a kiss, or turn his grip on your breast into an accidental squeeze.

“Let go, babe.” you moaned right after he let your bottom lip go after another, countless heated kisses. The wet noises and rustling were loud enough to fill the room by now.

“Please don’t stop, please, please.” he almost begged, his voice now down a register.

“Right there, baby, please, Andrei.”

“Please cum with me. Can you do that?”

Your breaths hitched at the same time, right as you both crashed onto each other, bodies sweaty and crumbling in the extasis of your orgasm; Andrei’s load landing on his glistening chest and sheets just as you clenched and twitched around his fingers. You exchanged exhales and moans, Andrei’s groans reverbing on your trembling lips. Just like you came together, you came down together, in a feverish kiss. 

Andrei pulled back from you, letting his eyes stay shut before snapping them open to find yours sparkling into him. 

“Holy shit, baby.”

You kept your hands on each other for longer, as you breathed deeply right in front of each other, trying to decelerate your pace. 

You gave him one more kiss before hiding your face in his neck.

“You’re beautiful. You don’t ever need to hide.” he said, his lips caressing your earlobe.

“That was…” you muttered, placing kisses on his neck.

“...amazing, baby.” he finished. “Should we go clean up?” 

Before you could say anything, he picked you up, taking you to the bathroom. 

He had just cum, and still seeing you undress in front of him had him jolting immediately. As the shower warmed up, he towered over you, just as naked as you were, his tongue finding the newfound familiarity of your mouth again. He let his hands caress you all over, finally feel the warmth of your skin under his touch. 

You felt and held each other in the most nonsexual way possible, despite all the lust that you held inside. 

All good things in due time.

It wasn’t until he laid down in bed, with you at his side again, that Andrei felt a nonfamiliar feeling fill up his chest. He was now sleepy, yes, but it wasn’t that. 

Something had shifted within him. A fire, burning hard inside his belly. 

But not like usual. 

A fire that he would soon come to realize had started to burn harder, hotter, and much longer than he had ever experienced before. 

[reasonsforhope]

"A new World Health Organization (WHO) report highlights that 5.6 billion people – 71% of the world’s population – are now protected with at least one best practice policy to help save lives from deadly tobacco – five times more than in 2007.

[Note: Going by the math, that means just (roughly) 14% of people were covered by tobacco control policies in 2007. Talk about a huge increase!]

In the last 15 years since WHO’s MPOWER tobacco control measures were introduced globally, smoking rates have fallen. Without this decline there would be an estimated 300 million more smokers in the world today.

This WHO Report on the global tobacco epidemic, supported by Bloomberg Philanthropies, is focused on protecting the public from second-hand smoke, highlighting that almost 40% of countries now have completely smoke-free indoor public places.

The report rates country progress in tobacco control and shows that two more countries, Mauritius and the Netherlands, have achieved best-practice level in all MPOWER measures, a feat that only Brazil and Türkiye had accomplished until now.

[Note: In late 2021, the former Turkey changed official its name to Türkiye, shedding the English/Anglicized spelling.]

“These data show that slowly but surely, more and more people are being protected from the harms of tobacco by WHO’s evidence-based best-practice policies,” said Dr Tedros Adhanom Ghebreyesus, WHO Director-General...

Smoke-free public spaces is just one policy in the set of effective tobacco control measures, MPOWER, to help countries implement the WHO Framework Convention on Tobacco Control and curb the tobacco epidemic.

Smoke-free environments help people breathe clean air, shield the public from deadly second-hand smoke, motivate people to quit, denormalize smoking and help prevent young people from ever starting to smoke or use e-cigarettes.

“While smoking rates have been going down, tobacco is still the leading cause of preventable death in the world – largely due to relentless marketing campaigns by the tobacco industry,” said Michael R. Bloomberg, WHO Global Ambassador for Noncommunicable Diseases and Injuries...

Eight countries are just one MPOWER policy away from joining the leaders in tobacco control: Ethiopia, Iran, Ireland, Jordan, Madagascar, Mexico, New Zealand, and Spain...

This report demonstrates that all countries irrespective of income levels can drive down the demand for deadly tobacco, achieve major wins for public health and save economies billions of dollars in health care and productivity costs."

-via World Health Organization, July 31, 2023

[roosterforme]

roosterforme's fic challenge #love is in the air tgm

Let's celebrate Valentine's Day the Top Gun way! Choose a love song, any love song that you want, and write a fic about one or more of our favorite Top Gun characters!

Rules:

Please use the #love is in the air tgm hashtag!!!

Once you have your song selected (first come, first served, no duplicates), please send me an ask letting me know which song and character(s) you want to write about. If your song is not listed below, just let me know what you want with your ask and I’ll add it (within reason, of course). If your song has been claimed already, I'll let you know so you can choose another one

You can use the song in the fic however you would like. Use it as the title, use some lyrics, have the song playing in the background, anything you want!

Minimum word count: 1k

There is no real time limit, but please try to post around Valentine's Day, or during the month of February.

Please make sure you tag me (or send me a message) when you post your story so I don’t miss it. I can’t wait to read and reblog!

Please reblog and share this with anyone who may want to participate

If you’re under 18, do not submit or read smut

Songs are listed after the cut:

If you don't see a song you like, send me an ask and I will add it for you!

Current Playlist:

1 @familyvideostevie Let's Get It On by Marvin Gaye (Bradley)

2 @semperhuggs Perfect by Ed Sheeran (Jake)

3 @bradshawsbitch You're My Best Friend by Queen (Bob)

4 @gretagerwigsmuse Everlasting Love by Love Affair (Bradley)

5 @bradshawsbaby My Girl by The Temptations (Hannix)

6 @wkndwlff Slow Dancing by Aly & AJ (Jake)

7 @beyondthesefourwalls Wildflowers & Wine by Marcus King (Bradley)

8 @roosterforme Hello, I Love You by The Doors (Bradley)

9 @hangmanbrainrot At Last by Etta James (Jake)

10 @cherrycola27 Desire by U2 (Bradley)

11 @theharddeck Yours by Russell Dickerson (Jake)

12 @bradshawsbaby Can't Take My Eyes Off You by Frankie Valli (Bradley)

13 @wildbornsiren Can't Help Falling In Love by Elvis (Bob)

14 @thedroneranger Talk You Out of It by Florida Georgia Line (Jake)

15 @whisperofsong Late Night Talking by Harry Styles (Jake)

16 @mothdruid Just the Way You Are by Bruno Mars (Javy)

17 @sometimesanalice Like I Can by Sam Smith (Bradley)

18 @little-wiseone Love Me Like You Do by Ellie Goulding (Jake)

19 @bolaurel You Can't Hurry Love by The Supremes (Bradley)

20 @high-bi-imgonnacry Next Thing You Know by Jordan Davis (Jake)

21 @thedroneranger Kind of Love We Make by Luke Combs (Bradley)

22 @cherrycola27 Burning Up by the Jonas Brothers (Jake)

23 @laracrofted Delicate by Taylor Swift (Bob)

24 @beyondthesefourwalls The Good I’ll Do by Zach Bryan (Jake)

25 @cherrycola27 Until I Found You by Stephen Sanchez (Bradley)

26 @blackwidownat2814 All of Me by John Legend (Jake)

27 @godsfavoritebabe Endless Love by Luther Vandross (Bradley)

28 @cassiemitchell Friends Don’t by Maddie and Tae (Jake)

29 @sylviebell Everything Has Changed by Taylor Swift (Rooster x Phoenix)

30 @madsnowstorm Beyond by Leon Bridges ft Luke Combs (Jake)

31 @jynxmirage If I Ain't Got You by Alicia Keys (Bradley)

32 @bussyslayer333 Lovefool by The Cardigans (Bob)

33 @desert-fern La Dah Dee by Cody Simpson (Jake)

34 @cassiemitchell Worldwide by Big Time Rush (Bradley)

35 @jynxmirage Tennessee Whiskey by Chris Stapleton (Jake)

36 @desert-fern Dandelions by Ruth B (Natasha)

37 @avaleineandafryingpan Like My Father by Jax (Bob)

38 @roosters-girl Just What I Needed by The Cars (Bradley)

39 @hangmanstigerlily Can't Fight This Feeling by REO Speedwagon (Jake)

40 @call-sign-shark Addicted to Love by Robert Palmer (Mav)

41 @myfaveficrecs I'll Make Love to You by Boyz II Men (Bradley)

42 @roosterforme The Kind of Girl I Could Love by The Monkees (Bob)

43 @rae-gar-targaryen This Old Heart of Mine by the Isley Brothers (Mickey)

44 @shrimping-for-all Letters by Why Don’t We (Bradley)

45 @bradshawsbitch Secret Love Song by Little Mix (Natasha)

46 @floyd-luvr About You by The 1975 (Bob)

47 @floyd-luvr Ain't No Mountain High Enough by Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell (Bradley)

48 @semperhuggs Need You Tonight by INXS (IceMav)

49 @nocapesdahling You Send Me by Sam Cooke (Jake)

50 @nocapesdahling By Your Side by Sade (Bradley)

51 @ssprayberrythings Black and White by Niall Horan (Jake)

52 @daughterofautumn All You Need Is Love by The Beatles (Mickey)

53 @daughterofautumn Lay All Your Love On Me by ABBA (Bob)

54 @callsignseagull I love you by JP Saxe (Jake)

55 @gennyanydots Untouched by The Veronicas (Bradley)

56 @gennyanydots Here In Your Arms by Hellogoodbye (Bob)

57 @thebirdandthebee Congratulations by Mac Miller (Bradley)

58 @endofdays56 Right Here Waiting by Richard Marx (Bob)

59 @notroosterbradshaw These Arms of Mine by Otis Redding (Bradley)

60 @avengers-fixation I Don't Wanna Set the World On Fire by VoicePlay (Jake)

61 @amysteryspot I Will Always Love You by Whitney Houston (Bradley)

62 @beyondthesefourwalls I Don't Love You Like I Used To by John Legend (Javy)

63 @valhallaas Love Me Tender by Elvis (Jake)

64 @daughterofautumn Your Body Is a Wonderland by John Mayer (Mickey)

65 @hangmans-wingman I Don't Want to Miss a Thing by Aerosmith (Jake)

66 @tongue-like-a-razor Truly Madly Deeply by Savage Garden (Bradley)

67 @tongue-like-a-razor I Wish It Would Rain Down by Phil Collins (Jake)

68 @hurricanerex666 Kiss Goodnight by I Don't Know How But They Found Me (Bradley)

69 @roosterbruiser Fruits of My Labor by Lucinda Williams (Jake)

Songs You May Want To Use:

At Last by Etta James

Addicted to Love by Robert Palmer

Desire by U2

Let's Get It On by Marvin Gaye

Just What I Needed by The Cars

You Can't Hurry Love by The Supremes

Late Night Talking by Harry Styles

I'll Make Love To You Boyz II Men

Can't Help Falling In Love by Elvis

Can't Take My Eyes Off You by Frankie Valli

Beautiful Stranger by Madonna

Love Me Like You Do by Ellie Goulding

Lovefool by The Cardigans

Best I Ever Had by Drake 

Perfect by Ed Sheeran

Love Story by Taylor Swift

All You Need Is Love by The Beatles

Need You Tonight by INXS

I Will Always Love You by Whitney Houston

All Of Me by John Legend

Just the Way You Are by Bruno Mars

My Girl by The Temptations

[workersolidarity]

[ 📹 199 days into the Israeli occupation's genocide of Palestinian families in the Gaza Strip and the attacks on residential structures, including homes and apartment buildings, continues unabated; such as the above airstrike which targeted a residential apartment complex in Beit Lahia, in the northern Gaza Strip.]

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CARNAGE IN THE GAZA STRIP AS ISRAELI OCCUPATION INTENSIFIES AIRSTRIKES AND SHELLING ON DAY 199 OF GENOCIDE

On the 199th day of "Israel's" ongoing special genocide operation in the Gaza Strip, the Israeli occupation forces (IOF) intensified its airstrikes, committing a total of 6 new massacres of Palestinian families, resulting in the deaths of no less than 54 citizens, mostly women and children, while another 104 others have been wounded over the previous 24-hours.

In the Hebrew media today, headlines state the Israeli occupation authorities were unable to produce evidence of any connection or ties between the United Nations Relief and Works Agency for Palestine, also known as UNRWA, and Hamas or any other "terrorist group".

In a headline article in the Times of Israel, the Israeli regime was unable to provide evidence of UNRWA's complicity with so-called terrorist groups, citing a report by an independent panel called the "Colonna Review," named for the former French Foreign Minister, Catherine Colonna, which has conducted a study of the evidence provided by the occupation.

Following the Israeli occupation's leveling of the accusations against UNRWA, 15 countries withheld funding for the Humanitarian organization for Palestinian refugees, severely crippling the organizations capacity to distribute aid.

“Israel made public claims that a significant number of UNRWA employees are members of terrorist organizations,” the report quotes the Colonna review as stating. “However, Israel has yet to provide supporting evidence of this.”

Further, the report finds UNRWA is "irreplaceable and indispensable" to Palestinians in Gaza, Jordan, Lebanon, Syria, and the occupied West Bank, and that, while the organization could do more to ensure its neutrality, the UN body already has significant screening process in place in order to "ensure compliance with the humanitarian principles."

In further news, the Civil Defense of the Gaza Strip has announced that the number of decomposing corpses recovered from two mass graves discovered in the courtyard of the Nasser Medical Complex in Khan Yunis, in the southern Gaza Strip, has risen to 210.

Meanwhile, the Israeli occupation forces intensified its slaughter of Palestinian families, with combined drone, missile, dumb bomb, and artillery shelling attacks on the Gaza Strip, killing, maiming and wounding many dozens of Palestinian civilians.

In just one example, Zionist warplanes bombed a residential home belonging to the Al-Nuwayrī family in the Nuseirat Refugee Camp, in the central Gaza Strip, killing 7 civilians and wounding a number of others.

Similarly, occupation air forces conducted an airstrike targeting a residential structure in the Al-Bureij Refugee Camp, also in the central Gaza Strip, with early reports stating that the strike killed at least 3 civilians, with several others wounded in the attack.

Updates later published by Palestinian news outlet, WAFA News, says that a fourth victim later died as a result of their wounds.

Israeli occupation fighter jets also bombed a residential apartment complex in the vicinity of the Grand Nuseirat Mosque, also in the Nuseirat Camp in central Gaza, wounding "scores of civilians" in the strike.

The occupation's attacks on religious institutions continued with an airstrike on the Al-Taqwa Mosque, located in the Al-Bureij Refugee Camp, killing a number of civilians and wounding several others, while the entrance the Bureij Camp was also targeted in occupation shelling.

Also in central Gaza, IOF warplanes fired a missile into the roof of the Al-Awda Hospital in the Nuseirat Camp, destroying the building's solar panels, while simultaneously, IOF fighter jets bombed the Al-Taqwa Mosque in the Al-Bureij Camp nearby.

Several civilians were further wounded by an Israeli occupation bombing in the vicinity of the Al-Sawarha cemetery in the Nuseirat Camp.

The carnage from the Israeli occupation's war crimes continued with an airstrike targeting the residential home of the Al-Nuwairi family west of the Nuseirat Camp, killing two civilians, while a large number of children were wounded in a strike targeting a civilian residence in the central Nuseirat Camp area.

Yet another Zionist air raid targeted the Al-Zawayda area, while further airstrikes hit a civilian residence in the Al-Brook neighborhood of Deir al-Balah, in the central Gaza Strip.

Israeli occupation artillery shelling additionally bombarded the eastern neighborhoods of the Al-Maghazi Refugee Camp, also in the central Gaza Strip, while in Gaza's south, an Israeli air raid targeted residential neighborhoods in the southeast of Khan Yunis, in the southern Gaza Strip.

In the south of Gaza, the Zionist army greatly intensified airstrikes, most of which focused on the southern Gazan city of Rafah, killing at least 26 civilians over the weekend, with the number of dead as a result of a strike on the Abdel-Al family home being revised upwards today to 20.

The war crimes of the occupation army continued with an airstrike on a civilian residence behind the Tal al-Sultan Police Station near the Egyptian border, in addition to a strike which targeted a house in the al-Musabah area.

In yet another tragedy, 44-year-old citizen Ayman Al-Dabbari was killed when he was struck by live bullets fired by Zionist soldiers in the village of Al-Shoka, east of Rafah City, while another citizen named Akram Abu Taylakh was martyred as a result of an injury sustained in the Israeli bombing of the Al-Bahasba family home, in the Al-Tanour neighborhood of Rafah several days ago. Another woman belonging to the Riyati family was also killed in the strike.

Moving to the north, the Israeli occupation army bombed a residence in the Al-Musalba area of the Al-Zaytoun neighborhood, southeast of Gaza City, while at the same time, occupation warplanes bombarded the Al-Sabra neighborhood, as well as the eastern and northern neighborhoods of Gaza City.

IOF aircraft additionally bombarded residential buildings in the Al-Sahaba and Al-Daraj neighborhoods of Gaza City.

Israeli occupation air forces further launched several raids, at least one of which targeted the southern neighborhoods of Gaza City, including the Al-Tuffah neighborhood.

As a result of "Israel's" ongoing special genocide operation in the Gaza Strip, the death toll among the civilian population of Gaza has risen yet again to exceed 34'151 Palestinians killed, including more than 14'685 children and 9'670 women, while another 77'084 others have been wounded since the start of the current round of Zionist aggression, beginning with the events of October 7th, 2023.

April 22nd, 2024

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Slipped Away

It’s Steven’s birthday and Greg is thinking about his mom. But, that won’t get in the way of their fun day out in Delaware.

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He missed her… He missed everything about her… Her smile, her laugh, her curiosity about Earth. Everything….

He misses his girlfriend dearly.

Greg Universe sighed, and checked his phone — It was August 15, Steven’s Birthday. Greg looked up at the ceiling of the wooden beach house. He looked at his phone, his wallpaper was of him and Steven with the Crystal Gems. Greg sighed again, he opened his phone went to his camera roll, and found a file titled “Rose.” Greg’s finger hovered on the screen, He pressed it and then saw videos and pictures from his VHS tapes that he and Rose recorded together.

Greg saw his favorite one. That was the day that She was going to have a baby with him. When his girlfriend told him that she and Steven couldn’t both exist, he was devastated. He wanted to be with her for the rest of his life. He wanted to grow old with her — well, she couldn’t age because her body was just an illusion. Greg didn’t understand Gem stuff, and he probably never will but….

He knew that he missed her a lot. But, at least he has Steven. He smiled as he sat up, the man looked up at his loft bedroom, the half-gem was sleeping peacefully in bed. Steven was kind enough to have him stay over the night for his birthday tomorrow. Steven, Amethyst, Connie, Lapis, Paradot, and himself were all going to go to the arcade together.

Greg saw a video, he read the top of the screen that said August 2, 2000 9:42 PM. He clicked on it and started to watch it.

“Hey, you wanna dance?” Greg asked her. Rose smiled and walked towards him. Rose was nine months with Steven. And they were trying to spend as much time as possible.

Greg smiled as he set the camera up on a tripod. He walked over to her, wearing his Jordans that he got at a thrift shop. Rose had a pair of Jordans too, but the Nike Swoosh was hot pink — just like her hair color, and the rest of the shoe was white. They danced to the music of ‘Your Beautiful’ by ‘James Blunt’

Greg and Rose both kissed after the song ended. Greg put his phone on the charger and tried to get to sleep.

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“Hello, people of YouTube!” Steven Quartz Universe said, smiling, it was eight in the morning in Beach City, and his laptop was playing Sonic The Hedgehog 4 music. He dressed in shorts, walked to his dresser, and picked out a shirt, he picked out a white Metelacia T-shirt, slipped it over his head adjusted it. He clenched the fabric softly where his gem was placed and smiled, he ran down the stairs with his camera and got started on breakfast.

“Okay… Let’s see—“

“STEVEN!” Amethyst screamed in his ear making the boy jump a few feet in the air. Literally.

“Ah, Amethyst!” he yelled. Amethyst laughed as she saw the half-gem boy float down to the ground.

“Happy Birthday, dude!” She said. Steven smiled and hugged his friend. “You excited for today?”

Steven nodded.

Amythest saw the camera recording. “Ohh! your vlogging for YouTube!”

“Yeah! It’s a birthday vlog thingy,” he said as he continued cooking his eggs. he put them on a plate and ate them.

Just then, the screen door opened. It was Connie, Steven’s best friend. Steven ran up and hugged her. “Happy Birthday, Steven!” Connie said.

“Thanks, Connie!” he said happily. “Hey, where’s Pearl and Garnet?” she asked.

“I don’t know.” Then, he got a video call on his laptop, the music lowered as his MacBook Pro started showing an icon. Steven ran up the stairs, sat on his bed, and picked up his laptop, he saw that it said ‘Paradot’ He smiled as he clicked the green Accept button.

“Hey, Paridot, Lapis. What’s up?”

“Happy Birthday Steven!” Both Lapis and Paradot said.

Steven smiled. “Thank you,” he said.

“Hey, I’ll see you at the party.”

“Okay! we're having it at the arcade right?” Lapis asked the boy.

Steven nodded. Then she hung up after exchanging goodbyes. Steven walked downstairs and got a text from his dad.

Grab a pair of shoes, Schtu-ball.

Steven sent a thumbs up emoji and went upstairs grabbed his white and red Jordan’s and tied them with a pair of socks. He went downstairs, Connie was sitting in the kitchen with Amythest, talking. Greg walked in.

“Happy Birthday, Schtu-ball!” he said, Steven ran up to him and hugged him. “Thanks, Dad!” Greg smiled picked him up and spun him around. Steven laughed as he was being spun.

“You kids ready to go?”

“Yeah!” the three of them said.

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Steven was in the front seat of his father’s mid-1970s Dodge Tradesman, Amethyst and Connie both sat in the back then they got going. Greg put it on his iTunes and then picked out a song called 'Lonely Day' by 'System Of A Down.'

"Such a lonely day, and it's mine

The most loneliest day of my life

Such a lonely day should be banned

It's a day that I can't stand"

Greg and Steven sang the lyrics to the song, Steven opened the window and put his hand out, the smell of the sand and the salty beach air hit his nose as they drove.

"The most loneliest day of my life

The most loneliest day of my life

Such a lonely day shouldn't exist

It's a day that I'll never miss

Such a lonely day, and it's mine

The most loneliest day of my life"

Steven turned to his father, he was curious why they didn’t go to the arcade like they planned to.

"And if you go, I wanna go with you

And if you die, I wanna die with you

Take your hand and walk away"

The solo kicked in, they listened to it. Then someone broke the silence. “Yo, G. Why aren’t we going to the arcade?” Amethyst asked. Connie looked at the back of the driver’s seat. Greg smiled and said nothing, Steven was wondering that too.

“Daaaad! Why aren’t we going to the arcade?”

“You’ll see soon enough, Steven. It’s a surprise.” Seven nodded, stars still in his eyes as he sat there. Can’t help to contain his excitement for this trip.

"The most loneliest day of my life

The most loneliest day of my life

The most loneliest day of my life

Life

Such a lonely day, and it's mine

It's a day that I'm glad I survived"

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They've made it to the Bowling Alley located in Pike Washington Delaware–Pleasant Hill Lanes was their party destination. Steven had birthday parties here since he started growing up at eight years old.

“Dad! Where bowling?!” Greg smiled and ruffled his fluffy hair. Steven smiled and stepped out of the van. He got a text from Pearl that their table was ready. Steven smiled as he saw the place.

The half-gem boy's eyes sparkled as he saw a spacious bowling alley with a large open area and various seating options. There are multiple rows of bowling lanes, some of which are lined with green pins. A total of six bowling lanes can be seen in the scene, each one having its own set of pins and bowling balls.

The room is filled with various furniture pieces such as chairs, couches, and tables. In addition to the bowling lanes, there are two couches placed at different locations within the space. One couch is situated closer to the left side of the room, while another is located near the right side. There are also several dining tables scattered throughout the area, offering a comfortable setting for guests to relax and enjoy their time.

“Where are Pearl and Garnet?” Connie asked.

“Pearl texted me that she was at lanes one and two,” Greg said. Steven ran to lane one to see the pale-skinned gem setting up. “Pearl!” Steven said, running towards her.

“Hello! Steven! Happy Birthday!” Pearl said, hugging him. “I can’t believe that you're fourteen!” Steven smiled and looked around, there were balloons, plates, and chairs decorated with a Transformers and Sonic The Hedgehog theme.

“Everything looks great, Pearl!” Greg said. She gave them a thumbs up.

“Who’s coming?”

“Sadie, Lars, Sour Cream, Onion, Kiki, and Buck,” she said, reading the names off her clipboard.

“Ugh, you look like a high school teacher holding that, dude.” Amethyst rolled her eyes at her.

“Amethyst!”

“What?! you do!”

“Hey, has anyone seen Garnet?”

“I asked her to get some food for the party,” Pearl told the man. Greg nodded

Steven looked at the arcade. “Amethyst, wanna play at the arcade?”

“Okay! Yo, Greg, can you give us some cash!” She asked, Greg nodded, pulled out his Batman wallet, and handed them twenty dollars.

“AWESOME!” Both Amythest and Steven both said, both Gem and Half-Gem ran to the arcade.

Then, Greg saw Garnet walk in holding veggie platters in her hands. “Hey, Garnet. What’s up?” Greg asked. Connie stood there, Greg noticed this. “Connie, you okay?”

“What? Yeah! I’m fine I’m going to play with Steven and Amythest.” she said, walking off.

Greg, Pearl, and Garnet were setting up. Garnet was opening up plates and napkins, Pearl opened up the veggie platter, she tried not to gag and cringe in disgust from the sight of food, and thinking about people eating it. Greg stared at her.

“Pearl, you alright?”

“Yeah yeah! I’m fine! just the sight of food makes me…..” she couldn’t finish that sentence.

Geeze… she’s so dramatic. Greg thought to himself, as he looked at his phone, Steven’s cake was ready to get picked up. He was going to a special bakery in Delaware to retrieve it.

Greg grabbed the keys to his van and he walked out of the building. He unlocked his van sat inside and turned it on, the engine hummed to life as he drove to the bakery.

He was at the bakery, A woman walked out with his cake. “Here you go, Mr. Universe.” Greg smiled as he paid for it. He grabbed the box and went back to his van.

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He drove back to Pleasant Hill Lanes and went inside. Steven, Connie, and Amythest were still playing in the arcade, Sadie was now there with Lars, Sour Cream, Onion, Buck, Kiki, Lapis, and Paradot.

“Hey Mr. U! Where’s Steven?” Buck Dewey asked the older man, who was holding the box.

“Oh, he’s in the arcade, let me text him,” he said, putting the cake down pulling out his iPhone 5s from his pocket, and texting him. The blue iMessage bubble pops up. Steven read it and typed back. OK, I’ll be there now. he texted.

The half Gem ran with Amythest following behind him. “Hi guys!” he said cheerfully.

“Hey, Steven!” Sadie waved. Lars stood there, and Sadie elbowed him in the stomach. “Ow! What was that for?”

“Tell Steven Happy Birthday!”

Lars grumbled. “Happy Birthday, Steven…”

“Aren’t you like…. Ten?” he asked.

“He’s fifteen, Lars!” Sadie hissed.

“Okay, jeez! so-rry!” he said, Sadie smiled and handed a gift bag to Greg. “Thanks, guys,” he said, putting Lars' gift bag on the table as well. The young Gem Hydrid smiled at them, Sadie smiled and ruffled his hair. “Happy Birthday, little dude!”

“Happy Birthday, Steven! Paradot and I got you a gift,” she said, handing him the bag.

“Thanks, guys.” he smiled

Lars sighed and tried to smile. “Happy Birthday, Steven.” he sighed, wondering why he was here. And why did Sadie force him to go, he wasn’t friends with a… Tenth grader — or, fifth grader, in Lars’ opinion.

Then, Kiki, Buck, Sour Cream, and his little brother Onion walked in. Lars was about to scream when he saw The Cool Kids here.

“H-Hey guys, what are you doing at this lame kids' party?” Lars asked. Sadie glared at him.

Sour Cream stuffed his hands in his pockets and looked at Steven. “Hey, Steven asked us to come, he’s pretty awesome. Give him a chance.”

“Ugh, whatever…” he said, crossing his arms.

Steven walked up to the counter to get bowling shoes. He grabbed his shoes and put them on, he strapped the velcro to his shoes and then stood up. Sadie grabbed some bowling balls for them. Steven put everyone’s names on the screen.

“Hey, Pearl aren’t you playing with us?” Steven asked, putting his name on the board. “I am fine, Steven. Plus, I’m not wearing those… Disgusting bowing shoes. Everyone puts their feet in those.” she cringed. Amethyst rolled her eyes as She put on her bowling shoes, then she walked up to the screen to put her, Garnet’s Lapis’ and Paradot’s names in.

“Alright, we're all set, Sadie you're up first,” Steven told his friend. Sadie picked up her ball and rolled it down the lane. Steven looked as the pins crashed. Steven saw that she got a strike.

“Nice job, Sadie!” Steven said. Encouraging her. Sadie smiled and sat down, Lars went next.

Picking up his bowling ball after sticking his fingers into the three holes, he rolled it down the lane. His ball went to the side.

“Why?!” Lars said he got another chance, he got it but it was two pins. “You gotta be kidding me! Steven, did you rig this game?!” Lars asked picking the boy up by the shirt.

“Lars! put him down!” Sour Cream said,

“Put him down, dude!” Kiki told him, glaring at the taller boy. Lars sighed and put him down. “Sorry, Steven,” Kiki said. Steven smiled. “That’s alright! I know he was just kidding around!” the Half Gem said as he went next, Steven picked up his bowling ball and threw it, his friends cheered as he got a strike.

“Way to go, Steven!” Kiki said from the other lane, Steven blushed and walked over to his friends, Buck was up now. Kiki, Onion, Amethyst, and Garnet were on the other lane.

Kiki saw Garnet go. She got a strike as well. “Nice, Garnet!” Kiki said. They played two rounds before they had lunch.

Greg returned with pizzas in his hands, Steven grabbed a slice. So as his friends and Amethyst. He grabbed a slice and sat next to his son.

Amethyst smiled and put a hand on Steven’s shoulder. Steven’s friends all sat and talked, except Lars.

“This is awesome!” Paradot exclaimed as she saw her name up on the screen, Lapis and Paradot took two turns each while all of them were eating. Once they were done, Garnet pulled out the cake and she opened it, The fusion removed it from the box and Steven stared at it in awe with stars in his eyes.

The birthday cake is a very unique and creative design, with a green and white fondant cake as the main base. The cake features a large, multi-layered cake decorated with various characters from the Sonic The Hedgehog video game series, including Sonic, Shadow, Tails, Knuckles, and Amy Rose. The characters were placed around the edges of the cake, giving it a whimsical and playful appearance.

Additionally, there are several smaller cakes placed throughout the arrangement, each one decorated with a different character. A small cupcake is also visible towards the bottom left corner of the cake. The cake stands on a dining table, surrounded by various items such as cups, bowls, and plastic bottles, creating a fun and festive atmosphere for the birthday celebration.

In the middle, in yellow fondant, it said ‘HAPPY 14th BIRTHDAY STEVEN’ Amythest had to get pushed out of the way by Pearl. “Amethyst! down! we have to sing Steven Happy Birthday!”

“Oh, right…” Amythest said. Greg pulled out his iPhone and pressed record.

“Happy birthday to you!”

“Happy birthday to you!”

“Happy Birthday Dear, Steven!”

“Happy birthday to you!”

“Happy Birthday, my handsome half-gem .” Pearl said hugging him and kissing his cheek.

“Ahhh! Gem coodies!” Steven rubbed his cheek trying to get Pearl’s spit off. Amethyst laughed.

“MY HANDSOME HALF GEM!” Amythest laughed even harder. Lars also laughed, Steven blushed and leaned onto his chair. Garnet put a comforting hand on his shoulder. Steven looked at her, he smiled, and Garnet rubbed his hair. Steven blew out the candles and everyone cheered.

“Let’s eat some cake!” Amethyst said. Greg smiled and cut a piece for Steven, everyone got some, except for Pearl and Garnet. Steven ate his cake, everyone was having a good time. Greg saw the pictures taken on his phone, he walked to Steven.

“Pearl, can you take a picture of me and Steven?” Greg asked. Pearl took his phone from her and took a picture of both of them, then. Everyone got into the picture and an employee took the group photo of them.

Steven’s family.

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Notes: If you like it, I appreciate your reviews and support, this is my first SU fanfiction! I don't know if I did well at all actually.