#futsal girls

[reopic]

futsal⚽

[roaringroa]

just saw a goat in the park???

[blkwag]

not during intl women’s month 🤨🤨

[reminiscingtonight]

Imaginary (Girl)Friend

Leah Williamson x Reader

Word Count: 1.3k

[WOSO Masterlist]

You never talk about Leah. 

She’s your best friend, your better half, the first person you think to tell anything to. But you still never talk about Leah. 

You don’t talk about the fact that the two of you grew up together. Or that she prefers the crust cut off her plain ham sandwiches. Or how she stays up late just to call you even after playing a late night game away from home. 

You never talk about Leah because no one knew who she was. To you, she’s the most amazing person you know, the only person you’ll ever give your heart to. To everyone else, she’s simply another nameless face on another football team. 

And then the Euros happened.

The Euros happened, England won, and everyone started noticing Leah.

It’s hard at first. To watch your normally shy girlfriend have to shoulder the constant attention from both fans and media alike, to go from unknown to stopped every five seconds for a picture. Where Leah once held your hand while strolling on Sunday walks now became group outlettings lest you manage to secure an indoor date somewhere secluded.

Leah didn’t want you being dragged to national attention with her, and after watching the toll it took on her, you meekly agreed. While Leah became a professional footballer, you went to college, got a job, and now work a normal 9 to 5. Being famous for any reason, let alone dating someone famous, was something you never had an interest in.

So no, you don’t talk about Leah the footballer.

Leah the girlfriend however… you talk about her quite too much. 

But your friends always let you gush your heart out about the girl who’s had your heart since you were teenagers.

It’s friends like these that you treasure. They never push too hard, understanding when you skirt around bringing your girlfriend out to public events with large crowds. A couple of them are newer to the group, friends from work, but still respectful all the same.

Some of you even formed a recreational futsal team, just something to do after work once a week. It’s fun, getting to use some of those football skills you’ve acquired through your childhood playing on youth teams. 

Today’s one of those days. After wrapping up the last of your paperwork, you all pile into a car and make your way to the community center. 

The first half goes by quickly, not really memorable in any way.  

You’re taking a quick water break during half-time when one of your friends suddenly stiffens. 

“Holy shit.”

You look up to see her eyes widen at a spot over your shoulder. 

“What?” you ask, alarmed, trying to see what she’s looking at. But two hands on your shoulder stops you quickly, jerking you right back to face her.

“Don’t look, but I think a couple of the Lionesses are sitting in the bleachers, watching our game.”

You almost trip ripping yourself out of her grip, doing the exact opposite of what she just said.

Sure enough, you can spot the Three Best Friends huddled near the back of the bleachers, baseball caps and hoodies on as if that combo would actually help someone go incognito.

Almost as if she can feel your gaze, Leah’s face brightens, resting scowl turning into a grin as she waves at you. Before you can so much as react, a hand on your arm spins you back around.

“Oh my god, what are we going to do? I don’t want to embarrass myself in front of the Leah Williamson, Keira Walsh, and Georgia Stanway!”

You snort, gently shaking her hands off. “First off, it’s just rec futsal. If we lose it’s nothing that life ending. Also, we can always blame it on the court if we play poorly.”

She doesn’t look convinced, but the whistle from the ref calls before you can convince her some more. 

Taking your spot on the court again, you can’t help but feel a bit giddy. With the constant attention and numerous commitments clogging up your girlfriend’s schedule, it’s been a while since Leah’s come to one of your games. 

And so what if you end up showing off a little bit? Your girlfriend is here watching and you’re only human.

By the time the game ends, your team is up by six, four scored by you.

“God damn, we should try to invite the Lionesses out every week if you’re going to ball out like that when they’re here,” Riley jokingly complains, laughing when you shove her back playfully.

“Speaking of the Lionesses…”

Spinning around you see your girlfriend and her friends starting their descent down to the court. You skip to meet them halfway, ignoring the awestruck looks coming from all around. 

Leah gives you a quick hug before pulling back, mindful of prying eyes. 

“Leah! What are you doing here?”

“Just wanted to surprise my girl,” she mumbles, cheeks burning bright red as she instinctively pulls her cap down tighter on her head. “That’s okay right? I just haven’t seen you play live in a while and I--”

“Of course it’s fine.” Your cheeks are starting to hurt a bit by how wide you’re smiling.

You turn quickly to her two friends by her side. 

“Happy to see you guys too! Thanks for coming out.”

Georgia and Keira exchange devilish grins before each throwing an arm around your shoulders. 

“We would’ve come out to a match sooner if lovergirl over here hadn’t gatekeeped when your games were.”

Keira nods dramatically. “It was like pulling teeth with this one, trying to convince her to let us tag along today. You’d almost think she wanted us to forget she had a girlfriend.”

Leah rolls her eyes at the accusations. “A). I wasn’t gatekeeping. B). It was like pulling teeth today --- you wouldn’t give me a moment of peace until I agreed. And C). If I wanted you to forget I had a girlfriend, we wouldn’t be here having this conversation.”

“Pshh, as if you could make us forget our favorite Milton Keynes native. We’d choose her in the divorce,” Georgia quips, ignoring the eyebrow Leah raises her way.

Before the three of them can get in a shoving match, you suddenly remember your friends that you’ve left behind.

“Wait, let me introduce you guys to my teammates.”

Your friends look shell-shocked, eyes darting between you and the little posse of professional footballers you’ve amassed around you when you return. 

“Guys, this is my girlfriend Leah and her two friends.”

There’s a moment of stunned silence. Then a whispered, “why are you introducing three Lionesses to us as if you have dinner together on the regular?” Riley honestly looks like she’s about to pass out, but you decide to humor her a bit.

“Because I do? Keira and G come down sometimes during breaks, and I do live with Leah. So…” 

Your explanation seems pretty straightforward to you, but if anything, it only makes things more confusing for your friends.  

They exchange looks with each other before Riley cautiously asks, “You were being serious about that?”

It’s your turn to be confused, face scrunching up. “What do you mean?”

“Well you kept talking about your mysterious girlfriend Leah without ever introducing us to her…”

“Or showing us a picture,” another voice adds on, trying to be helpful.

“We just kinda assumed Leah wasn’t real,” Riley finishes off lamely.

You roll your eyes, elbowing your girlfriend when you feel Leah snort next to you.

She recovers quickly, giving your friends a smile. “Well rest assured, the girlfriend is very much real. It’s nice to meet you guys, I’m Leah.”

[mylancap1]

CINTA BERSEGI: SHAKIRA, BAKHTIAR'S LOVER (PART I)

Aku follow Shakira dari zaman dia secondary school. Masa tu aku dah nampak sinar untuk Shakira jadi star dalam dunia lancap lelaki. Dekat sekolah, dah ramai yang slowly pergi tandas dan imagine Shakira. Dari sekolah dia jenis yang fashionista & suka modelling, tapi dalam masa yang sama active & suka sport lelaki macam football, futsal, rugby etc. Ada kawan aku cakap dia pernah confess dia turn on dengan body sport man. Six pack, chest, butt, vein antara body part paling dia terangsang bila tengok.

Paling best, Shakira ni ada mixed blood India. Tapi dia tak cenderung nak ikut Indian blood sangat. Hanya libido yang dia ikut belah Indian. Dia ada high sex drive. Body dia more to Malay. Boobs dia aku letak kategori kecik. Cuma bila pakai push up, dia akan jadi fair sikit. Walaupun boobs kecik tapi ada benda lain yang Shakira power. Body cutting dia aku boleh letak hampir perfect. Slim dekat tengah, tinggi & nampak stylo.

Shakira memang cuma sedaya upaya show off tetek dia. Cuma memang naturally, boobs dia size kecik apa boleh buat. Any way, sebagai boobs lover aku boleh turn on dengan semua jenis boobs termasuk boobs kecik Shakira ni. Dia memang kategori kecik tapi solid nak mampus. Kalau dia mendada, memang auto dick aku menegang 100%. Puting dia jenis eraser style. Besar dan mengeras. Damn.

Bila dia tayang boobs, respons dick aku sangat cepat. Means Shakira ada something. Selalunya kalau girl yang tak ada aura sex, tayang banyak mana pun dick aku tetap layu. Aku rasa pakej Shakira ni datang dengan karakter dia yang sangat notty. Dia suka benda foreplay atau melibatkan lidah. Kissing, sucking, bj memang niche dia. Sebab tu kalau candid dia suka jelir lidah dia. Notty sial.

Kalau tak notty, macam mana dia boleh masturbate sambil layan football player. Paling dia turn on dengan Messi. Dia memang obses dengan Messi. Shakira pejam mata sambil bayangkan pelir Argentina yang berurat dan tak circumcised lenjan dia sampai Shakira cum berkali-kali. Memang dia hijabista yang high taste.

Dia sanggup tackle Bakhtiar dengan effort yang lama sampai 2 tahun. Masa tu habis segala aura sex keluar. Bakhtiar yang memang high libido jadi 1st person yang lenjan Shakira. Exploration bertambah, sexual journey pun lagi panjang. Shakira memang jenis layan kinky stuff. Jiwa dia hampir dengan Anna dalam 50 Shades of Grey. Dia akan minta partner make love dengan dia cara BDSM tapi bukan yang melampau. Blindfold, handcuff dan macam-macam lagi cara untuk Shakira mencapai orgasm level tinggi. Paling last, dia akan on top dan ride sepuas hati sampai dia kejang. Body dia akan menggigil dan shaking bila dah sampai big O.

Malangnya, Bakhtiar tinggalkan dia lepas ada penyondol yang igfemes jgk. Part ni yang best. Nanti aku story. Shakira frust dan mula tunjuk the true colors. Dia mula jadi lagi notty. Selama ni dia cover sexiness & aura sex dia. Kali ni, slowly dia berubah lepas putus. Shakira yang selama ni dikenali sebagai hijabista mula cabut hijab dia dan tayang seluruh body yang selama ni bertutup rapi. Nampak la segala curve dan lurah dendam.

Shakira dah mula tayang butt. You wanna do anal, Shakira? Ahhhhh... atau doggy sampai cum berkali-kali... shit!

Okay, Shakira dah start pergi party yang selalu celebs nakal dekat Malaysia join. So, yeahhhh dah dapat expect... go Shakira, please do more. Fuck you Shakira...

RATING

Face 6/10

Muka Shakira bukan kategori yang terlalu jelas nampak aura sex dia especially kalau waktu normal. Tapi bila Shakira show off macam dia jelir lidah, buat muka horny dia damnnn. Masa tu rating muka dia akan meningkat tinggi.

Boobs 7/10

Boobs dia kategori kecik. Sumpah aku cakap tak padan dengan mixed blood. Tapi kategori kecik Shakira bukan biasa-biasa. Bila dia dah mendada, dick aku akan tak keruan. Tegang dan takkan turun sampai la kena layan fapping. Sideboobs dia padu. Nampak jenis tegang dan mencanak ke atas boobs dia. Sekarang senang dah tengok sebab bila tak bertudung, hari-hari dia boleh belanja.

Butt 6/10

Tak banyak boleh aku cakap pasal butt dia sebab baru je semenjak dua ni dia show off. Tapi aku boleh review yang butt dia ada aset tersendiri. Butt dia bukan jenis tonggek dan lentik tapi melebar. Sapa yang butt lover akan faham apa aku cakap. Butt macam ni sesuai untuk spanking sampai merah. Dan one fine day, boleh penetrate untuk anal. Please belanja lagi your butt Shakira.

Body Cutting 8.5/10

Body cutting dia aku letak hampir perfect. Tak perfect tapi menghampiri. Pinggang dia yang slim dengan bontot lebar. Boobs pulak kategori kecik. Model luar negara suka body type macam ni. Dengan rambut panjang, kalau dia berani naked aku akan bagi markah 10/10. Sumpah.

Sexual Attractiveness 8.5/10

Aura sexual dia power. Nampak dia sangat notty dan akan goda partner dulu sebelum make love. Dia jenis yang tak suka rushing. Muka dia, acting dia boleh buat dick yang dah cum 3 round boleh tegak balik untuk kali ke 4. Expression muka yang dia buat tu paling mahal. Tak nampak fake tapi nampak obvious cara dia show off her sexiness. Dia akan suka passive action dulu masa 1st round. Means lelaki layan la dia dengan dominant. 2nd round dia akan mula ride partner sampai kejang.

Others

Dirty talk antara kelebihan Shakira. Memang specialist dapatkan lelaki sado & sport man. Bila dah dapat, baru body memainkan peranan.

OVERALL RATING

7.5/10

[meazalykov]

Good Game, Sal

Salma Paralluelo x Barca!Reader

summary: are they enemies, or lovers?

Salma Paralluelo and I, both rising stars of Barcelona's Femeni team, shared more than just a common jersey; we shared a rivalry that burned hotter than the Catalan sun on a July afternoon.

Salma, with her quick footwork and innate goal-scoring abilities, was a product of La Masia, Barcelona's renowned youth academy. Her journey to the top seemed paved with gold, crowned by her recent triumph in the World Cup with the Spanish national team. Me, on the other hand, hailed from a humbled path, I considered my talent raw and untamed, molded through sheer determination and grit.

Growing up in the United States, I’ve played through many unknown summer leagues, clubs mainly filled with boys, school teams, and futsal in the winter months before I put the pen on paper with Washington Spirit at the age of 15. 

After four great years with building my talent, creating new friendships, and enjoying my life in the United States Capital, my contract was expiring. 

Washington Spirit offered me a renewal, but Barcelona contacted my agent with a proposal that sent my jaw dropping to the floor. The Catalan Club was my dream club while growing up. I’ve admired Alexia Putellas, Ronaldinho, Messi, and Xavi for years. So I followed my heart and denied another four years in Washington DC, so I can accomplish my dream. 

However, I had to put in hard work when I arrived in Barcelona. This challenge was needed, since the challenge to score on the pitch fuels my passion. However, I didn’t expect a rivalry to happen WITHIN the club rather than the opponents I’ve played against.

First, it was a constant competition for playing time. Overtime, I’ve thought that I harbored a deep-seated resentment towards Salma, envying her success, her effortless grace on the pitch. 

Against Madrid CFF, my debut game in September, I scored a brace that drove the club to win 4-0. Afterwards, I’ve held a record for scoring at least once in a game I’ve had minutes in. 

However, Salma seemed to have the upper hand when it came to having a start. I had to swallow my pride every time I had to be her 67th minute substitute. She always hugged me when she would come off, but my body would tense up everytime. Nobody noticed the small resentment for her, except for Salma herself. She started to piece small things together. 

“You did great today Niña, I'm impressed by your dribbling and speed in training.” Alexia, or my captain Ale, patted me on the back as we headed into the locker rooms after training. A few days ago, we won the Champions League semi-final against Chelsea. Thanks to a goal from Aitana, Fridolina, and I. 

Alexia was a huge advocate for me which made my heart melt. I’ve admired her as a fan but now I am her teammate, so I express my gratitude to her whenever its possible. 

“Thank you. I learn from the best people surrounding me.” I smirked and Alexia breathed out a chuckle. Something the girls noticed when I came to the club is how much I’ll compliment or support people on their skills. Aitana said that I've been a light in the dressing room when it comes to boosting morale. This is a reason why people don’t notice a small resentment I held for a-certain-someone on the team. 

“Well, Don’t get your hopes up when I say this— but Jona might consider you as a starter for the final— Don’t take that as a guarantee, but your speed will be needed against Lyon's defense” Alexia’s Spanish accent poked through as she held onto my shoulder. The Spanish are very affectionate. 

“I won’t get my hopes up— I do take that as a compliment though.” I said. 

“Good. We’ve been looking between you and Salma as the third forward in the finale. Since Frido and Caro will have the left and right wing.” Alexia spoke. I felt my stomach turn at her name. Aware that I will have to work harder in training to start in the final, I know Salma will do the same thing. 

A week later, my “animosity” towards Salma only intensified when I discovered that Salma will start in the final over me as a striker. Back at my apartment, I’ve cried myself to sleep. I’ve worked hard in training. My tears represented the fear that nobody is seeing the skills and potential I have. 

“Hey Y/n” As I walked out the locker room after training one morning, I turned around and saw Salma approaching me. My eyes widened and I turned to walk away in a hurry. 

“Hi.” I said quickly as Salma continued to walk beside me. What did she want? 

“We should go watch The Challengers movie with Esmee on our day off Sunday. I know you both used to play tennis and such, it looks like a great movie.” Salma hesitantly spoke. My eyebrows knitted together at what she said. I did play tennis for a few years in middle school back in America, but as a hobby not a sport. Esmee told me that she could’ve gone professional at tennis in the Netherlands but chose football instead. The Dutch girl is the only person that knew about my old tennis hobby, so she had to have told Salma about it. 

“Um–” I say as we both pushed the glass doors outside into the parking lot. As much as I wanted to say no, express to Salma how much I've resented her, and drive home.. I couldn’t. I felt my heart ache as I looked at the girl who had a shy smile. Wait– huh? Why am I doing that?

“I–I can go with you guys–Just have Esmee text me the details when you guys decide the time.” I said before walking away to my black SUV, my emotions not handling what Salma might’ve said or reacted to my acceptance. 

The last few days before Sunday came along. I’ve talked to my best friend, Isla, about everything. She doesn’t live in Spain, since she plays football for Gotham FC, but she had a clear understanding about the community.

After my rant which lasted an hour, Isla said something which made my heart stop for a quick second. 

“Are you sure that you hate Salma?” Isla asked over the facetime call. 

“Well-No! I don’t hate anybody, I just hate how big of an advantage she has over me.” 

“Oh– because it sounds like you’re in love with her–” 

“Excuse me?” 

“Well the way you’ve talked about Salma reminds me of how I started off with Esther here at Gotham. However it was the other way around. She was in love with me but refused to accept it– so she found reasons to try and hate me instead before she was forced to confront the truth.” 

That part of the conversation replayed in my mind for the last few days. Throughout training, throughout the game against Granada that won us the league, it replayed non-stop. It didn’t distract me but I couldn’t look at Salma without questioning if I am in love with her. A subtle shift began to take place within my heart, even if I didn’t want it to happen.

Salma started noticing the small things too. After the Granada game which granted us Liga F champions, she noticed when I wrapped my arm around her and Esmee as we jumped around in the red-colored locker rooms. I’ve noticed that as I started to slowly accept my possible feelings for her, my “resentment” faded away with it. 

“Good game, Sal.” I whispered in her ear as everyone posed for a group picture in our “Liga F Champions” shirts. She looked at me with widened eyes before smiling softly.

I found herself drawn to the challenge Salma posed as the Champions League final was coming up. Salma always craved the intensity of their encounters, the adrenaline rush of chasing victory side by side with her rival, just like I did.

By Sunday, the day where Salma Esmee and I will go to the movie theaters, I've accepted it—I finally realized the truth that had been staring me in the face all along. Due to past heartbreak, I didn’t want to fall in love again but here I am in Spain. As I stood in the mirror, looking at the nice casual outfit I've put on (imagine what outfit you want, reader <3) I knew with absolute certainty that what I’ve felt went beyond rivalry with Salma, beyond competition.

It was love.

In that moment of clarity, my resentment melted away. I knew that I couldn't keep denying her feelings any longer, but a fear started to grow inside of my heart. What if it's too late? 

Salma did notice my resentment towards her. There were times where I’ve blown her off because of that. I couldn’t blame her if she started to hate me for what I've done to her. 

Four hours later, The Challengers movie ended. I’ve sat in-between Esmee (on my left) and Salma (on my right) in the movie theater. The movie was good but I had the urge to look at Salma at times. Once, I looked down at her hand that wasn’t too far from mine. As much as I wanted to reach to hold her soft hands, I couldn’t do it. What if she pulled away? What if things would’ve been awkward between us? I didn’t risk it. 

When we hugged Esmee as she left the theater, it was Salma and I in the parking lot. I could’ve said bye and left too, but Salma wanted to say something to me. Esmee and her gave each other an unknowing glance, so I believe Esmee might know what Salma is feeling. 

“Y/n, Why do you hate me?” Salma frowned. My heart broke as I bit my lip in nervousness.

“I don’t.” I said I looked at her with a sad smile. 

“Yes you do. Every time I wanted to talk to you at practice, you always ran away to talk to someone else. I’ve noticed that you’re the only person that never congratulated me separately after a goal. I’ve seen the way you’ve brightened up people’s days with your compliments, love, and hugs. Why can I not have that Y/n? Did I do something to you for you to hate me? Just tell me because I don’t want to start off next season knowing that you might hate me for something I might’ve done.” Salma took my left hand and held it with both of her soft, moisturized hands as she looked me in the eyes.

A tear fell out of my left eye as I felt guilty. I’ve fucked up. I’ve hurt Salma and she doesn’t know why— I need to tell her how I feel. 

“Salma, I don’t hate you at all. I am so sorry for what I've done to you. All you did—really—was be great on the pitch. When I came to Spain, I noticed how loved you were by everyone. You had the minutes, skills, awards, and recognition that I could dream of having. However— I’ve admired you more than everyone else at the same time. I know that's hard to accept due to what I've done to you, but I felt like you were too good for me. I look at you more than everyone else. I wanted to hug you and congratulate your success with you but the vulnerability scared me. I’ve been hurt before so in order to protect my feelings, I’ve covered it up with resentment— Salma, I am in love with you.” By the time I told her that I love her, tears poured down my cheeks and Salma held me in a hug, tightly, as she cried too. 

“Y/n, I am in love with you too. That's why it hurt me when I believed that you might’ve hated me.” Salma said through her tears.

“I am so sorry–seriously. I don't hate you. I love you. I will never hurt you like that again, I swear.”  I said. 

After that night, we started over and became lovers. Our undeniable bond blossomed between us. The team adored our relationship and were happy for us. I did keep my promise, I never hurt her again. I’ve found love in giving my love to her without the fear of getting hurt. After the debut game in the 24/25 season, we walked off the pitch hand in hand, my heart fluttered as I know this is the beginning of our longtime relationship. 

<3

[wosowrites]

Legacy’s Daughter (Leah Williamson x Reader)

warnings: none

a/n: probably the shortest fic i’ve ever written. based off this request:

prompt: in which leah is dating the daughter of one of the old lionesses and the reader goes with her mother to get her legacy cap.

Your mother was Kelly Smith. Yeah, the Kelly Smith. She had adopted you at only 24 year old. The adoption was out of the blue, and quite random to the fans, but you meant everything to her.

It also just so happened that Leah Williamson was a pretty big fan of Kelly. Having done the walkout with the former english captain as a young girl.

In August of 2022, at a Euros celebration party, you had met Leah for the first time. At the time, you were 20 and Leah was 24. Things had gotten a little wild, there was a lot of alcohol involved, and then an unplanned hookup. But after that night, when the alcohol wore off, you couldn’t brush the feeling of wanting to see her again.

Today, 8 months later, you and Leah were dating. The lionesses knew, so did your mother, but your relationship stayed private from the fans for now.

You sat in the drivers seat of your mothers car, driving up to St-George’s park. Today, she would receive her legacy cap.

You pulled up in the parking lot and then looked over to your mother. "Mum?" You said gently. "Yes sweetheart?" She asked, putting her phone down. "I’m really grateful for you. You had no reason to adopt me when you were so young. But you did, and you kept on captaining England and I’m so lucky to have you. And i’m really proud you’re my mum." You said to her.

Your mother smiled at you and leaned it to hug you, holding her close to you. "Okay. Let’s go get that cap." You smiled at her. "You just want to see your girlfriend." Kelly laughed. "I do." You answered.

You had always been close with your mother, she was the best mother ever. The perfect balance of being parent like and your best friend.

You walked in together, photographers already taking pictures. The second you found yourselves in the large futsal gym, you took in your surroundings. Multiple tables with dozens of red legacy caps, a bunch of former and current lionesses, and in the middle of it all, your girlfriend.

You walked up to her, tapping her on the shoulder and making her look away from her friends. "Baby!" She said happily. She wrapped her arms around your waist and spun you around as you wrapped your arms around her neck. "I’m happy to see you" she said into your hair. "You saw me yesterday." You giggled. "And i’m happy to see you again."

You let go of her and smiled at her, taking in her features instead of kissing her.

She took in yours and then you had to look away to not be too suspicious due to the cameras everywhere.

The ceremony started soon enough, they called the names of different former lionesses, and eventually, it was your mothers turn. You clapped loudly and whooped as she walked up to get her hat. As current captain, Leah placed it on her head and gave her a quick hug and a smile.

Leah gave a speech at the end of the hat distribution, and then came over to you. "I’m happy you came with Kelly." Leah said to you, putting her arm around your shoulders. "Me too. Life’s really crazy. She would never have known that the girl she walked out with that one game when you were like… 8 would end up being her daughters girlfriend. And the best captain englands ever had." You said to her. "Woah! Dont let your mum hear that." Leah laughed. "Hey! There my words but there also hers. She always says it. You’re the best Englands ever seen, Leah." you told your girlfriend.

[struwberrii]

Hi, I saw the matchup request are open so here i am requesting for one hehe <3

I want a romantic matchup! My pronouns is she/her and I prefer male characters. I’m not an underage so I want to be match with a timeskip character.

My types - I like someone that stable, reliable and very laidback. I want someone that understands my need for personal space and not pushy since i hate it when people tell me what to do. Despite being an extroverts, im not good in communicating my own feelings so i need someone that can communicate well and understand my struggles. I prefer someone introverts but not shy like they can communicate well with others but they’re just not a yapper (leave that job of yapping to me please). I also prefer them to be an act of service kind of person and not a clingy type (i dont mind pda but not too much).

Personalitiy - my mbti is enfj. im an extroverts but i like to have my own space and dont like it when people overstepped my boundaries. peoples says that im very welcoming and friendly despite my rbf which is why people are scared of me when they first met me. i can be very playful, chaotic and i like teasing people. but im very respectful when it comes to others feelings. most people describe me to be easygoing, funny, caring, and mature. I also can be very sarcastic at times but only with people that understand my humour. im good at reading people because im very observant of people behaviour and it always spot on too lmaoo. some says that i have such an inviting energy and that must be why people often come to consult their problem w me and asking for advice though sometimes we barely know each other. im very opinionated but secretive when it comes to my own feelings. I also tend to take care of everyone else first before me (sorry its a habit of being an eldest daughter). im also a chronic people pleaser lol.

Hobbies/Interests - I love reading. I read books, comics, manga, anything that can be read, I’ll read. I also love writing but mainly poetry. I like having a conversation of political and social issues (as long as people keep it civil like i don’t wanna argue lets have a calm conversation). despite being a plus girl, i do play sports like badminton, lawnbowl and sometimes futsal too.

Love language - My love language is act of service and words of affirmation. On a receiving end, I prefer act of service, words of affirmation and receiving gifts. when it comes to receiving gifts, I mean little things as gifts. lmaoo i would be the happiest person if someone even pick up a stone and gifted it to me saying that it remind them of me.

My dream date - I prefer dates like visiting art/history museums, food hunting in cafes/restaurants or anything that is simple and fun.

Sorry this is so long😭 I’ll stop here and I wanna thanks you in advance! Have a nice day <333

match up: tsukishima kei ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

hope you like the match up!! (also this is time skip i just couldnt find a pic of him in this art style post time skip)

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

tsukishima is very sarcastic and cold, but kind to those who are close to him and those he respects (which is hopefully you as his s/o lol). he is also a man of few words. he says all he needs to to get his point across he is DEF not a yapper. i can def see him being a very active and respectful listener when it comes to you, giving good and genuine advice that may be harsh but its always the truth. this also goes hand in hand with communication. he isnt the most expressive person but i can see him being very blunt and out right telling you when something bothers him or if hes uncomfortable with something since he doesnt want it to happen again, i can see him urging you to do the same and break out of your secretive shell since letting emotions build up and not opening up could end up being very bad

I also see him as a very laid back as a partner and pretty trusting for the most part. he would never overstep his boundaries and let you do whatever you please. i also see him as the type of guy who needs alone time to collect his thoughts as well so he would totally understand if you need some time to yourself as well.

he is DEF a nerd too i mean did we see how bro was fitted up and acting in high school? he would absolutely be coming to you with manga or comic suggestions or asking fro suggestions from you.

I can see him being a very deep and philosophical person behind that salty exterior and probably would love to read your writing and try to break down and understand whatever deeper or hidden message is hiding behind the words you wrote. this can also extend to date ideas, picking out art pieces and trying to understand how one another interpret the piece would be such a fun day for the two of you, plus super cute instagram pictures, i know he does NOT play about his instagram feed.

I see him as the type of guy who only needs to be told something once before he gets the message and just overall being very attentive and understanding to those he cares about and also being very protective over you. he doesnt tolerate any disrespect twoards you and its adorable <3

[themaraudershavethephonebox]

15 Questions for 15 Mutuals

Thank youu @florenceafternoon for the tag <<33

1. Are you named after anyone? I'm not actually sure where my name came from, just that it's French (Chelle is a nickname) and I've got some french heritage like 200 years back or something, but my middle name is my grandmother's name.

2. When was the last time you cried? Like two hours ago rewatching the twilight series (Seth's not-death will always make me so sad) - or my last proper cry was yesterday watching Space Babies (Thanks RTD)

3. Do you have kids? HA No.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot? Yes, but not so much online, I find I'm way more sweet and flowery on here.

5. What sports do you play/have you played? Netball for nearly 10 years, tee-ball when I was a kid, and I played futsal for a spell when I was in year 5

6. What’s the first thing you notice about other people? Their teeth (it's terrible I hate it) and how they engage in conversation - if they cut others off or ask questions etc.

7. Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings all the way, I love a good brain off viewing and a cry.

8. Any special talents? Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I can do weird bodily things that alot of people are supposed to not be able to like unfocusing my eyes and thunder ears, hyperextending my thumbs etc etc.

9. Where were you born? About 4ks from where I currently live (which is sad to think about if you ask me)

10. What are your hobbies? Knitting, crocheting, yapping, thinking about writing, buying books I will likely not read.

11. Do you have any pets? I've recently adopted a stray and her kittens (only 1 left bc I've rehomed the other 2 this week) and she has another litter on the way. (If anyone wants a cat HMU)

12. All-time favourite piece of media? I am just a simple woman - Pride and Prejudice 2005

13. Fave subject in school? Legal studies - it's like listening to a true crime podcast but you're talking to other people instead of yourself.

14. Dream job? Trophy wife? Deity? No job at all? Or at least anything where I'm not on my feet 40 hours a week talking to the most ignorant people in Sydney and worrying about being assaulted by teenage girls lmao

15. Eye colour? My best friend once described it as hazel that turns more green in the sun, with specs of gold and honey through and honestly at that moment I wondered if he had been reading James Potter fanfiction bc how many times have we all read that description?

Tagging @apalapucian @annabtg @nena-96 @starlingflight @petals2fish @emeralddoeadeer @charmsandtealeaves @jfleamont

And open tag bc while I do have 15 mutuals that is A LOT of tagging babes x

[notsoattractivearenti]

why do some ppl (mostly men) always assume a girl can only like football/soccer only if she was/is “influenced” by a male figure in her life, or only because of some good-looking players?

my dad (rip) didn’t even like football, my younger brother played futsal back in school but doesn’t watch or have knowledge of football as much as i do (he doesn’t even have a favorite team lol), and tbh i don’t give a shit about most of my male relatives. and yeah, i do have footy crushes. but they didn’t swoon me into the sport.

so no, i’ve always had huge interest in football because i love the sport, not because a man made me. i literally have been a fan since i was 8 years old, and no one taught me about football. i learned about football on my own.

“can you name 5 players tho?” bro i can name more than 10. both men or women players. and i can also name their fucking positions. i’ve had enough of mansplaining and misogynistic assumptions about a sport fangirl.

[phantombanquet]

【Anime da Vinci】 Ura Kazuki Voice Actor Encyclopedia “I am a newcomer who often receives affectionate comments like: You have a loud voice (LOL).”

Original Article

Date Published: February 24, 2021

translation by: phantombanquet

The annual project of “Voice Actor Encyclopedia” presents their real selves that lie beneath their characters.

The 258th episode features Ura Kazuki, who plays the role of Kyosuke Aiba in “Futsal Boys!!!!!” and the role of Tsuchiya, a member of the gardening club in “Dimension High School.”

Ura-san has a lot to say no matter the topic. He is usually half-jokingly told many times, “You have a loud voice!” or “You’re noisy (laugh),” but these words are filled with sincere feelings towards his works and people!

“How did you become interested in voice acting?“

Ura: When I was in my third year of high school, I felt depressed because everything in my personal and academic life wasn’t going well, then I watched “Strike Watchers” and became influenced. The main character is Yoshika Miyafuji, a girl with a passionate heart who refuses to yield no matter what predicament she finds herself in, and I was moved to tears by the straightforward performance of Misato Fukuen, who plays her. It’s amazing that voice actors have the power to move people’s hearts just like that, and I wanted to do the same. By the time I made up my mind, I was already attending university, but I still went down on my knees in front of my parents to let them allow me to attend a (voice acting) training school as well.

“What did you study at university?”

Ura: I had originally always wanted to become a game creator and had studied various things beforehand, so I comprehensively studied programming and other lessons related to games. A lot of people are involved in both anime and games, and lots of time and painstaking efforts are put into them, so I think it was a good experience for me in the sense that I came to feel the responsibility of voice actors being the final piece.

“You are doing the most out of it now. So what kind of person were you as a child?”

Ura: This may sound contradictory, but I wanted to show off even if I was introverted. I have two older brothers and one younger brother so I don’t mind talking to people of the same sex, but I am really bad at talking to girls… When I joined the brass band in junior high school, most of the members were girls so stomach medicine was essential (Laughs). My core desire was to not be disliked, and I was troubled for a time by trying to construct my ideal self, wondering, “what kind of boy would be the best?”

“How about now?”

Ura: I can feel more relaxed and can speak as my true self! Although sometimes, I still have stomach medicine with me (Laughs). But I think the experience of carefully creating a character within yourself is essential for acting, so I don’t think my experience back then wasn’t wasted.

“What instruments did you play in your brass band in junior high school?”

Ura: It was the trombone. It’s an instrument that tends to gain a lot of attention, and I didn’t want to play it because I disliked appearing in front of people. However, my advisor saw the way I was talking and said: “You seem suited for it.” My teacher liked doing interesting stuff; he let us wear Mario cosplays as we performed in concerts and we even made our own Goomba¹ and added the “byon” sound effects. It was embarrassing because I was shy, but I had fun working together with everyone to create something.

“It’s funny that someone recommends playing the trombone just based on how you speak.”

Ura: Other times, I was often called out by name to be on the cheerleading squad or become a class representative. I guess I was always too loud because I liked talking to people. And when the boys would get together and talk about nonsense stuff, they would often say, “well, do it.” I couldn’t say it myself, but I was serious despite my loudness, so I think I did what I was told (Laughs).

“Although you were introverted, you had a very fulfilling student life.”

Ura: It was definitely fulfilling. When I was in college, I was making games and attending training school while also helping out the public relations department of the university. I would take photos of flyers, roll the cameras, and so on. For some video assignments, I even planned the project, performed it, and created the script and filming all by myself. 

“Do you like making things?”

Ura: That’s right. Now that I think of it, even as a child, my brothers and I used to play by making things out of cardboard instead of asking to buy anime toys.

I’m regaining my youth through “Futsal Boys!!!!!”

“So, when you first started working as a voice actor, please tell us your impression when you started dubbing for the first time!”

Ura: It’s a bit presumptuous, but I was really happy to see the seriousness of my seniors. For example, even a single word like, “Ah,” is thought of as why it’s “Ah,” and what kind of “Ah,” should be said, like, they analyze it on an even deeper level that a newcomer like me wouldn't be able to consider. That’s why when there’s some extra time, they would even check on it even during their spare time, or even while eating. I remember feeling overjoyed to see that because it made me feel good knowing that I had to work harder as well.

“You play the role of Kyosuke Aiba, in the media mix project “Futsal Boys!!!!!”. How do you feel about being involved in this work, with its realistic training sessions and other activities being shown to the public?”

Ura: I’ve never participated in any sports club activities, so I feel like I’m regaining my lost youth (Laughs). We would all practice towards our goals, and on the way home, we would have dinner and talked about our reflections, or just enjoy having a nice chat about other things. Of course, it’s my work, but it’s the kind of content that I truly enjoy. There are 29 cast members, so sometimes we practice by team or as a whole.

“The other teams are your rivals, but do you also talk to them while practicing?”

Ura: Although we’re rivals, we all get along with each other pretty well as we boost one another’s presence. We all go out to eat together, so there aren’t really any restrictions per team.

“Although Kazuki Furuta is on a different team, the two of you are still co-stars. The both of you are members of the same voice acting unit ‘SHALL WE BLACK OUT?’. What kind of conversations do you usually talk about?”

Ura: We usually talk about comedy (Laughs). I’m from the Kansai region and I like comedy, so when I tried to tell a joke from the Gerrardon-san trio from a certain program, he seemed to know what I was talking about and followed along. He seriously does lots of research, so he sends me messages in LINE to tell me interesting programs from Tokyo that I don’t know of. He also passionately researches futsal, so it inspired me to also do my best, and there are moments when we’re heading the same direction, which makes me really happy whenever we play together. 

“Furuta-san said that he is closest to Koyo High School, to which he belongs, but how about Momomi High School, which Ura-san belongs to?”

Ura: No, no, I think Koyo has a strong bond, but when it comes to friendship, we, Momomi, are the best! Momomi High School is a team where we find winning important, but we also enjoy having fun together. Our goal is to make people watching think that, “futsal is so much fun,” so I think we are a very cozy team that can work hard but not too hard (to the point of exhaustion). 

“Your 2019 performance in “Dimension High School” (playing as the role of Tsuchiya, member of the gardening club) was an unusual type of work that dealt back and forth between the anime part and the live-action part.”

Ura: I didn’t pass the audition for the anime part, but I was invited to be part of the live-action part, and it became my first regular work. It was difficult trying to memorize the script at first, so I asked Takuma Zaiki-san for tips on memorization and consulted with Takahide Ishii-san and Takeo Otsuka-san on how to express myself using my body. The entire cast stayed together for a week to shoot on the location. I learned a lot by watching how everyone approaches their performance up close, and I was very happy to meet Ishii-san again in “Futsal Boys!!!!!”.

When I go home, I still say “I’m home!” even though no one is home (Laughs).

“How do you spend your days off?”

Ura: I often just watch stuff on YouTube. For comedy, I would watch the official channels of Gerrardon-san or Robert-san. I also like games, so I would play online with my friends from my hometown or with other fellow voice actors. 

“What are some of the things that you started doing during the stay-at-home² period?”

Ura: I’ve always been an indoor person, so not much has changed. Since the house was already kept in perfect condition, I was extremely comfortable during the stay-at-home period while eating meals and playing games without moving a single step (Laughs).

“Isn’t it lonely living alone after you moved to Tokyo?”

Ura: It’s lonely. I have a lot of siblings, so I haven’t really had the experience where I’d come home to an empty house. I still end up saying, “I’m home,” even though no one is home (Laughs). But even if I also like being indoors, I still want to meet people as much as possible and value human connections. I am often approached by random people on the street. They would ask stuff like, “could you please take a photo?” or, “do you know a good place to drink?” and so on. A while back, when I was chatting with someone about a bar, he took a liking to me and said, “That’s neat, let’s have a drink together, brother³!” then he treated me to a drink (Laughs).

“That kind of thing does happen (Laughs). Have you made any connections at work?”

Ura: Yes, I have. Everyone is so kind and eager to get to know each other, so I am often willing to go out with them for dinner or other places. One of my closest friends for nearly three years is Ayato Morinaga-kun from Mausu Promotion. When I first moved to Tokyo, I was invited to a drinking party and we ended up becoming close with each other; since we also live close-by, we often spend a lot of time together. We both moved to Tokyo around the same time.

“Now, please tell us what kind of voice actor you would like to become in the future!”

Ura: Well, after all, I still want to be known as a good actor. Lately, I’ve been doing work that requires physical appearance as well as singing, but I became a voice actor because I was attracted to acting. First of all, I would like to focus on the core of my acting. As a newcomer, I often receive affectionate comments like, “you have a loud voice,” or, “you’re noisy,” but I would like to continue to sincerely work on both the work and the characters. Thank you very much for your support!

Thank you very much, Ura-san!

Look forward to the next “Voice Actor Encyclopedia”!

Ura Kazuki

Ura Kazuki VIMS Page

Ura Kazuki Twitter

footnotes:

¹ “Goomba” - one of the characters in the Mario franchise.

² “Stay-at-home period” - Quarantine period

³ It’s a common practice in Japan to address someone you’re not familiar with as お兄さん (Onii-san/Older brother) or お姉さん (Onee-san/Older sister), and it is seen as a sign of respect. Other neighboring Asian countries also have this ingrained in their culture.

translator's note:

ura kazuki is my all-time favorite seiyuu and reading this interview of his from three years ago is like a pastime to me but now that i finally have the time to fully translate it — here it is!!!! i hope you reader may come to support him or continue to support him as much as i do!

[watmalik]

Oversharing on the internet

Thank you @ambiguouspenny​ for the tag!! <3

1. Are you named after anyone?

Ohhh yes. My first name is literally the female version of my dad and brother’s name… Patricio/Patrick. My middle name is after my Abuela (dad’s side) bc she died a couple of months before I was born.

2. When was the last time you cried?

HA! I’m actually proud of this one *clears throat* ever since the 911 Lone Star finale...for now.

3. Do you have kids?

I’m 22 almost 23, so my only child has four legs and lives in my apt rent free. I’m also undecided about having them in general (bio or adopted)? I have a autoimmune disease that makes it harder for me to have them and I also had surgery when I was 14… lets say I have 1/3 of my left ovary chopped off bc of a random health issue I had as a kid and now I have a faint smiley face on my bikini line :) talk about oversharing.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

*Takes sunglasses off* Babes, I invented sarcasm. It’s the fourth language I’m fluent in… its a culture thing.

5. What sports have you played/do you play?

Fútbol and futsal. Loved them. Stopped when I got into college but I still participated in intramural games in my sorority/club. I also played basketball in middle school for a bit, but ultimately gave it up bc there wasn't really a girl’s team in my school.

6. What's the first thing you notice about people?

Their personality so I don't make them angry on purpose. I’m a notorious people pleaser, and I hate confrontation when it comes to myself, so I need you to like me…. LIKE ME 

7. What's your eye colour?

I have dark, brown cow eyes

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

Scary movies bc I cry when movies have happy endings and I don't like tearing up at the movies. Emotions? me? pfttt

9. Any special talents?

I can meow like an actual cat, and put my feet at the back of my head, you know the usual.

10. Where were you born?

El Caribe 😎

11. What are your hobbies?

Singing, drawing, playing the ukulele

12: Do you have any pets?

My 3 year old cat, harry :)

13. How tall are you?

I’m Jennifer Love Hewitt, inches tall.

14. Favourite subject in school?

P.E and Maths. Mind you, I hate Maths with a great passion, but I was in group B (When you reached the 6th grade, they will separate the two form groups of your year group, in my school there was two class groups per year, and they will separate students in A and B group depending on how well you were doing in that specific subject). B group was always the funniest class to be in. I was usually an A group type of student but I always made sure I was in B group for at least a few of my classes and in Maths? It was inevitable. 

Anyways, I sat in the middle of the most chaotic pair of people, this dude (a twin) who had a crush on me at the time and this volleyball player who I once had a fall out with. For context, back home I went to a small British school, pre-k––12th grade, and from the 6th grade until I left on 10th grade, I always sat with them bc I will always LAUGH MY ASS OFF every damn class period. Our teacher was this 24 year old guy from Scotland and he was fine with us being together because we got good grades and did the work. I like looking back at this because, we weren't friends, we didn't hang out or talked after class much, but we always sat together because it brought us joy. 

Oddly enough I will always miss the poorly drawn dicks at the last page of my maths notebook, the stupid jokes, and the dumb noises they will make on purpose 😂

15. Dream job

 To be an immigration lawyer and help other minorities. I just graduated from college, so I’m taking a much needed year off and then law school here I come!

And my “You probs already did this, and def don't do it again if you have, but I’m still tagging you because its 2am” tag goes to: @noxsoulmate​ @itsneonbright​ @tailoredshirt​ @anchor-bird-94​ @taralaurel​ @tylerkennedys​ @catanisspicy​ and anyone else who wants to do this :)

[wonusite]

nalani how are u my love <333 i hope ur having a good holiday szn

i woke up today and my brain just kept remembering cheol’s thighs in that one futsal vlog they did 😵‍💫😵‍💫 whats a girl gotta do to ride his thighs this holiday szn 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 while he runs his mouth (maybe be a lil mean) 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

- 🎀

hi, darling! i’m good and hope you are too! this holiday season has actually been very good to me since i’ve gotten to rest and write a bit. how has yours been?

also stop bc he would just be so mean, telling you to make yourself come like the needy little fucktoy you are. he would coo at you in fake sympathy as you whine desperately as your juices soak his thigh. all it takes is him harshly slapping your ass and laughing meanly at you to push you over the edge 😫

[martinesabroad]

Ryman: First Week at International School

Hello. A couple of days ago, I finished my first week of school. It was okay. I made maybe two friends. I'm not too close with them yet, but we hang out and talk a little bit. One of them is named , Niko for short. He's from Poland and really likes soccer. The other one is named Lewis. He's from Australia and has a really cool, funny accent. He likes to draw and is really chill.

I like school because it's a lot more free than elementary school. It's kind of like every man for themselves. If you're late to class, it's completely your fault. You don't have a teacher that leads you along in a line. You just walk around with your backpack. It's kind of just on you, more freedom, you know?

One thing that's annoying about my school is that it ends really late, like 5 p.m. But, it starts at 9, which is an upgrade from my old school back in Croatia. That one started at 8 and ended at 3:15. This one starts at 9 and ends at 4:50 for my class, and 4:40 for my brother's. It's a little bit annoying, but I'll get through it.

Oh yeah, I also made a friend named Mark. His family moved from Ukraine when the war started in February 2022. He's completely Ukrainian and doesn't speak great English. I'm about to play a game with him in a couple minutes. He's really nice. It's crazy to think about how he just left his home when the war started.

I have about seven periods, all the normal classes. We have a lesson called business this year. It's about marketing and how people sell businesses. It's pretty fun. It's one of the new classes that I've never had before. Then, there's an elective subject where you can choose from a bunch of activities. Every teacher has a subject that you can do on these elective subject days. You just have to select two that you want, your first choice and your second choice. I chose cooking and geography.

The food at the school is okay. My old school back in Croatia had better food, but it's not too bad for school food. A lot of the teachers at my school are from Britain or Ireland because it is a British international school. My class is mostly Spanish kids. I'd say 45% are Spanish, 30% Ukrainian, 10% Russian, and the others are from all around, like American, Asian, Canada. We have a lot of different nationalities in our class which is really cool.

A lot of kids at my school are really into soccer. They all have really good skills. It's a big thing here in Spain, especially since they've got Barcelona and Madrid. Everybody in my class, including all the girls and boys, are really good at soccer. They've all got really good skills. Sometimes we play as a class, a big class game. We have recess on the roof, which sounds weird, but on the roof there's a soccer field, well not a field but a court, futsal court, but outside. There's also a basketball court and some turf where you can hang out. It's really cool up there.

I've got three language classes: German, Spanish, and French. I'm really trying to focus on Spanish right now because my mom is learning Spanish through classes. Our whole family is trying to learn Spanish because we live in Valencia, Spain. I'm progressing a lot. A week ago, I didn't really know much Spanish at all.

Now I'm starting to learn. I know colors, numbers up to 15 or 20. I know how to introduce myself and maybe order at a restaurant. I'm getting there and I think I'm doing really well.

I kind of knew French from last year because I did French all year. In Croatia, you could choose German or French. My mom chose French and I wanted to do French too, just because it's a more fun language to learn. So, I'm doing good at French.

Then there's German, of which I know literally none because I've only had two classes. But it seems pretty cool and I'm excited to learn more.

-Ryman

[sepersen]

my eyes have been mesmerized by you since the beginning.

Rasanya Gala mau mengubur dirinya hidup-hidup kalo gini ceritanya. Dia mana tahu orang yang menyewa kamar sebelah bakalan datang sepagi ini. Citranya udah buruk, gimana kalo misalnya– si penyewa nggak mau lanjut? 

Abis deh gue sama abang…

Gala membukakan pintu apartemen dan mendapati laki-laki berambut gondrong tetapi berpenampilan rapi. Juga wajahnya sangat familiar di ingatannya. “Sandya–?”

“Loh, Manggala? Eh?”

Ini beneran mati aja deh gue, nggak pa-pa banget.

Orang yang menyewa kamar di sebelahnya, ternyata Sandya, teman satu SMP-nya dan orang pertama yang membuat Gala sadar kalo dia not only into girls. Memorinya kembali memutar kejadian tujuh tahun lalu, di mana ia berinteraksi pertama kali dengan Sandya.

“Konyol sihh! Gue panggilin anak PMR dulu dah.”  Hari sial memang nggak ada di kalender dan Gala nekat nggak pemanasan dulu. Sekarang kakinya terkilir ketika hendak melakukan serangan dalam pertandingan futsal antar kelas. Salahnya juga, ia datang agak terlambat karena semalaman ia habiskan dengan membaca sepuluh komik Detektif Conan. Untungnya, sudah tidak ada kegiatan belajar– jadi datang terlambat pun tidak akan dihitung absen. Hanya saja kakinya jadi terkilir. “Perlu pakai tandu?” “Nggak usah masih bis– woy turunin gue! Gue masih bis ja–” “Cicing weh. Mau nanti kakinya dipotong?!” “Astaga… udah jangan berantem,” Akhirnya Gala dibawa dengan tandu menuju UKS. Ada sedikit rasa malu, karena Gala sendiri bisa dikatakan anggota aktif di ekskul futsal. Salah satu anggota PMR membawakan es batu beserta handuk. “Eh, esnya jangan dingin-dingin…” Anggota PMR itu langsung tertawa, “Mana ada es nggak dingin. Mau sembuh nggak?” “Mau…” Setelah mengompres kaki Gala dengan es batu, anggota PMR itu memberikan Gala teh anget dan dua buah lontong. “Ini perlu gue bayar nggak?” “Iya lah,”  “... gue bayar nanti ya. Duitnya ada di tas semua,” “Ih bercanda doang tau! Nggak usah dibayar,” ujar anggota PMR itu. “Siapa?” “Apanya?” “Nama lu lah. Masa nama supir angkot yang lewat sekolahan,” Anggota PMR itu tertawa lagi. Gala jadi mikir, apa dia udah cocok jadi pelawak sensasional yang tayang di televisi. Karena setiap Gala mengeluarkan suara, anggota PMR itu selalu tertawa.  “Sandya, panggil Sandy aja.” Oh, Gala nggak pernah percaya sama namanya cinta pandangan pertama. Tapi, kali ini bakalan jadi pengecualian.

“Ini kamar lu beberapa bulan ke depan, Sandya.” 

Sandya terkekeh pelan, “Dari dulu gue bilang, panggil aja Sandy.”

Gala menggaruk tekuk lehernya yang tidak gatal. Kalo Gala boleh jujur, Sandya betulan kayak malaikat alias makin cantik dan ganteng. Gimana bisa dirinya nggak salah tingkah karena membayangkan beberapa bulan ke depan ia akan tinggal bersama crush SMP-nya itu. Abis ini gue harus sujud di depan abang.

“Gue nggak tau lu kuliah di kampus itu juga, tapi emang gedung fakultas kita jauh sih ya,” 

Sandya mengangguk setuju, “Ditambah gue pindah ke Bogor. Jadinya, lu nggak tau.”

“Bener. Lu makin cakep aja deh,”

“Sorry?”

AAAH MONYET KECEPLOSAN.

“Maksud gue, lu beda banget sama yang ada di ingatan gue. Sekarang lu makin OKE!” Gala langsung mengoreksi perkataannya sebelumnya.

Bukan berarti ucapan sebelumnya bohong. Hanya saja, beberapa laki-laki yang Gala kenal tidak begitu suka dipuji secara langsung dan Gala takut Sandya salah satunya. Apalagi jika itu membuatnya tidak nyaman. Mulai hari ini Gala harus mengontrol ucapannya. 

“I’m okay with compliments and thank you! Lu juga makin ganteng dan dewasa,”

Izinkan Gala membeli tanah pemakaman terdekat daerah Jakarta Selatan.

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