kicking ball

Fallen for you

Request: Jeff x reader have been best friends since they were 10 and Jeff confesses his feelings. ***fluff and cuteness overload🙌🏼 —————————————————–——————– You and Jeff have been best friends for about eight years now. Eight fucking years. Seems long but it never felt like it. It feels like yesterday, when some rude boys who you now know as Marcus, Zach and Justin( your low-key lovely friends) kicked a ball straight at your head, and a cute little kid with his big blue eyes came to help you. You never thought that kid would turn out to be your best friend, but it did. Gosh, sometimes you feel that why couldn’t you both be more than just best friends. Well, right now wasn’t the time to think of all this. You could reminisce the past later. Today, your best friend Jeff was taking you to a Los Angeles Dodgers base ball game. That was the second thing that connected both of you. Since he age of 11, you both supported the same team. Loyal fans you know. You picked up your phone to call Jeff when you got a text. Jeff Rider : {I’m outside Rupanzel ,hurry up😊} He called you Rupanzel because he said that the first time he saw you, you reminded him off her. Even though your hair was brown but still. So when the actual Disney Rupanzel came out, you saved him as Jeff Rider (Flynn Rider) just to take the piss. You both were goals. (Jeff’s POV) “Ready for the game, Rupanzel” I said and (Y/N) just nodded your head in excitement. God she looks so beautiful. “We are going to have so much fun” she said and I couldn’t agree more. I was about to do something special today. Something that even I didn’t think I would do. (30 mins later) “OMG Jeff, you better get catch today” (Y/N) and I just stared at her. Everything about her was so perfect. She was so balanced, girly yet like a lad at the same time. “ Don’t worry Rupanzel, I’ll defo catch one for you” I said as she laughed and cheered the team. I’m nervous but it’s now or never. Everyone’s been telling us that we’re goals, we look cute together and that we’re meant to be. I couldn’t help it. Everyone constantly saying all of this and (Y/N) amazing self made me fall for her. Fall for her so damn hard. It’s been like three years since I’ve realised that I really like her. She’s always been special but something just clicked which made me realise that she’s the one. (Your POV) He’s so cute. Taking care of everything. Got me food, cold water, a cap to protect me from the sun. Heck, he even got me sunscreen. Can he get any better? But there’s something weird about him. He seems to quite for a baseball game you thought. You didn’t want to ask him but you were getting worried, you thought something was wrong. “What’s up Jeff?” You said as Jeff looked up form that gray, dusty ground. “Nothing (Y/N)” he said and started looking at the game, acting like he’s worried wether the team will make a home run or not. “Atkins, you just called me by my first name and not Rupanzel! Wtf is up with you? I’m worried” you said. He started going red, mumbling and fidgeting. It took him a good five minutes before he could say anything. “… I need t…to say something.” Jeff said and you just nodded letting him know that you’re there to listen. “ but promise me you won’t punch me cause I don’t know how you’ll react” he said chuckling and you just lightly punched him in the shoulder. In your head you had thought that he has done something stupid like got a girl friend and you were ready to cry. “I like someone” he blurted out. You just stared at him waiting for him to tell you who it is. You were boiling form the inside. You don’t know if it was the anxiety, anticipation or just your heart breaking. “I’ve liked her for a long time now. She’s this perfect girl and I know she understands me and I understand her. We’ll be perfect for each other” he said with a grin on his face. My days you were so angry and upset. You were thinking of all the girls he spoke to. Sheri, Jess, Bonnie, Betty, Amanda or even worse Jenny. But you were his best friend too, so keeping your feelings aside all you said was “ Go for it Atkins, get her” but your heart break was visible on your face. “ It’s a HOME RUN” said the commentator and you were about to turn around to cheer acting like nothing happened. It was then Jeff grabbed your wrist, turned you towards him and locked his lips with yours. You were surprised but then kissed him back. The kiss was soft, sweet and everything else you ever imagined. “ God I’ve waited for this day for so long” said Jeff as he backed off. You were still in your la la land thinking this is one of your day dreams. “ So that means I’m the girl-” before you could finish Jeff gave you an other peck. “Who else idiot?” He said. “You’re the only one who understands me and I understand you” said Jeff which made you blush. “So will you be my girlfriend?” said Jeff and this time you kissed him letting him know that it was always a YES from your side. —————————————————–

Originally posted by realdetective

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More examples of Southern Praying Mantis applications.

Once again, you see that the style focuses on attacking on the inside of the limbs while trapping any blows coming from the outside.
While it may look like slap boxing, you can see that the blows are often aimed towards the chin and throat. This is either to push back the opponent, make them off-balance or just fuck them up with jabs or punches to the neck.
Southern Mantis is thought of as a very direct martial art. It doesn’t fuck around. Exponents of this style get in, cause damage and then get out again.
Personally I think the lady in the last gif is a little over-exposed. It would have been better to go low and kick him in the balls, Then step in and go for the hammer fists to the neck. She seems to go for a knee to the check or kick to the sternum. Seems a bit risky. But hey, what do I know?
Either way, i love both Northern and Southern Praying Mantis. I love how direct and brutal each style is with throat jabs, eye poking and all that good stuff. Great for self-defense.

Always go after her. Even when she’s mad. Even when she’s sad. Even when she hates your freaking guts. Even when she wants absolutely nothing to do with you. Even when she wants her space. Even when she’s irritated with you. Even when she doesn’t want to talk. Even when she doesn’t want to see you. Even when she pushes you away. Even when she has thoughts about leaving you. Even when she feels like punching you in the face. Even when she feels like kicking you in the balls. Even when she’s being a bitch. Even when she’s being distant. Even when she’s being stubborn. Even when she’s being heartless. She just needs to see that you are willing to be with her when she’s at her worst, that you are able to handle her bad side, that you are strong enough to not give up on her.

SKAM 4.03 Clip 1 - Inshallah

[ELIAS: What’s that, bro? What are you doing?
YOUSEF: Throw it to me, throw it to me, throw it to me!]
SANA: Hello.
MOM: Hi, honey.
[The guys talking over each other]
SANA: Where’s dad?
MOM: At La Mocca.
MUTASIM: Let’s kick the ball, play with our feet.
MOM: There were a lot of people asking for you at the Friday prayer.
SANA: Oh yeah, uh, I was supposed to go, but I couldn’t make it.
MOM: No. But it’s been a while?
SANA: It’s not been that long. Why don’t you ever say that to Elias? He’s never at Friday prayers.
MOM: No, well… Elias is just as ditzy as your father. While the two of us, we’re more focused. Don’t you agree?
SANA: I’ll be there next Friday.
MOM: We’re going to Mahmoud’s wedding next Friday. Do you wanna come?
SANA: No, thank you. I think I’ll pass.
MOM: So what did you do yesterday?
SANA: Yesterday?
MOM: Mhmm.
SANA: I just hung out with Noora and Eva and them. But do you need any help cooking?
MOM: You want to help me cook?
SANA: No, not really.
MOM: No, not really? Honestly, what are you gonna do when you get married? Are you going to let your children starve?
SANA: No. My husband is gonna cook.
MOM: Your husband is gonna cook. Huh. Insha’allah.
MOM: (answers phone) Hello? Hi.
[Switches the radio from the news to music]
YOUSEF: I’m just getting something to drink.
[Switches the channel on the radio again]
YOUSEF: Do you need any help?
SANA: Huh? No.
YOUSEF: Listen.. I don’t want to be rude, but you’re doing it all wrong. Like.. Totally wrong.
SANA: Alright?
YOUSEF: Should I show you?
SANA: Okay..
YOUSEF: You have to drag it towards yourself, not push it away, okay? Because then you don’t have control over the carrot. Drag it towards yourself. Then you turn it over and do the other side.

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*cracks wrists* The second Hämärä cover is finished. (It’s crazy what you can do with a bit of salt and a computer mouse)

This cover is allll Jessekix, and rightfully so, since it’s in the fic. A lot. In fact, aside from Rexobi pining, Sith Qui being all “You like Obi-Wan, too? Gosh, so do I. I like you now as well, Captain), and Dogma’s VERY poorly placed crush on Krell, it’s the only ship in the fic. So it deserves a cover.

Hämärä is gonna be part of my Frisson AU, so keep your eyes peeled for it whenever.

*drops mouse like a mic* Take that, depression.

I was walking down our neighborhood with my roommates when I audibly laughed out loud. Some random nigga and his friend decided to yell “DONT LAUGH LIKE THAT ITS EMBARRASSING.” He obviously thought we’d quietly leave but all 3 of us immediately turned around and yelled “MIND YA BUSINESS GO HOME” and my roommate cursed the living daylight out of them until they looked at the ground and walked away.

Small victories.

"Getting kicked in the balls is WAY worse than periods!"

(Before I begin, just let me say that pain is relative and one particular ball kicking could be worse than one particular period)

Call me when you get kicked in the balls so hard you collapse on the bathroom floor at school. Call me when you get kicked in the balls so hard that you have to ask an acquaintance to run and get the nurse because you can’t stand without passing out. When you have to ask your friend to get you ibuprofen and you’re in such pain that you can’t even swallow it. When you call your mom to tell her that it’s never hurt this bad and you absolutely cannot stay, all while sitting on the bathroom floor and sobbing.

Call me when you get kicked in the balls so hard that the nurse has to put you in a wheelchair and wheel you across the school to her office while your shoes are off because you’re too hot and too cold and while you hold an oversized trash can, praying you don’t throw up because everyone in the halls and the lunchroom and classes with the doors open is staring at you. When you sit in the nurse’s office, trembling and crying, on the verge of a panic attack because you feel like your brain is melting but you’re also freezing. When you have to call your best friend to help you stop panicking while you wait for your mom to come get you. Call me when the nurse has to wheel you down to your mom’s car. Call me when you pass your AP teacher and she shakes her head and mutters, “it’s a bad day to miss…”

Call me when you get kicked in the balls so hard you have to leave school right before all your enriched and AP classes, leaving you with so much homework you start to panic again. When you get home and immediately collapse on the couch, crying and shaking because it hurts so bad. When the pain is so bad it makes you throw up so much that you can’t even drink water. Call me when you take Advil to help the pain that’s causing you to throw up, only to throw up the medicine before it can help.

Call me when you get kicked in the balls so hard you can’t even function because the only thought in your head is “oh God, this is how it’s going to end for me. No way the human body can survive this.”

Because that’s what happened to me today. I got my period today.