#handball lecture

[classicpalladium]

Handball Lecture the porn pot

#hannibal #hannibal lecter #nbc hannibal #hannibal nbc #hannibal shitpost

[chloeworthyart]

I had a much easier time sculpting handball lecture’s hair 😇

#hannibal lecter #zbrush #3d model #hannigram

[owlmoonboi]

I wish I could go back to before I was a teen

Before guys began to watch girls on trampolines

I’ve never gotten the appeal of watching boobs jiggle

I wish I could go back to before I was a teen

Before girls were worried about being a bitch or a whore

Before girls came chasing after boys for more

The guys want the sex and the girls want the attention to feed their insecurities

I wish I could go back to before I was a teen

Before rumours became reality

Being cautious of your every move as you don’t know who’s watching you

I wish I could go back to before I was a teen

Before facing problems with adversity

Before being confronted by views of sexuality and gender identity

Back when people could just be people

Back when the strongest label a person would give is whether you have cooties

I wish I could go back to before I was a teen

Before everyone became obsessed with social media

Back when at recess you could just go play handball or tip

Before being judged for having food fights or climbing trees

Before it was uncool to make cards

I wish I could go back to before I was a teen

Before grades became everything

Before becoming knowledge hungry but if you want to know too much you’re considered a nerd

Before teachers gave lectures about facing the HSC

Before stressing about a good ATAR and the right university

Back when you didn’t have to worry about being smart enough

Back when being yourself was enough to please others

I wish I could go back to before I was a teen

Before an eating disorder took hold of me

Before I got a hunger for being skinny but when it came to food I would say I’m full

Before size became a way to judge others

Back when the most people cared about looks was if you were wearing the same shoes as them

I wish I could go back to before I was a teen

Before standards and expectations took a hold on me

Back when I believed dreams could become reality

Back when I believed in Santa Claus and the tooth fairy

Before being taught a certain way to act

Before pleasing others became a work of art

I wish I could go back to before I was a teen

Before I write this poem about my unfortunate reality

Before gossip and rumours were a part of life

Before problems became serious

Before learning about issues like rape but I guess I already knew about it as a kid

I learned about it in the fifth grade when a boy pinned a girl to his bed

Before learning about suicide

Except I already knew what it was as a kid as I had an aunt who committed it

I already had thoughts about dying before the age of ten

I think I can no longer wish to go back to before

I was already facing hardships as a kid but i think it has been good with helping me to get an understanding of the real world

There are parts of my childhood that are broken but that doesn’t mean I’m broken

I can use the the bad or sad memories as lessons

Scrapbook the precious memories

Happiness will keep me going

Make the most of what life throws at me

Learn to catch a ball when it’s heading for me

Take the bad photos and tell the embarrassing stories

Learn to appreciate every piece of myself

No matter who you are all people are like a puzzle

There is so many pieces to put together before not only others but before we can get an understanding of ourselves

From what I want I will no longer dwell

I’ll take these pieces with me wherever I go

I’m an artwork

Not everyone will like it but the most important thing is that I like it

#my post #poem #poetry #my writing #words #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writing #teenagers #my write #mentally fucked #mental health #mentally unstable #mental illness #authors #asexual #aromantic #growth #growing up #friends #sad poem #sad poetry #sadnees #nostalgia #longing #past life #i want to be skinnier #ed disorder #my art #art

[logogreffe]

Shortened Words in French (Apocope) Part 1

See Part 0

The following shortened words are really common, and I would argue, could be used in formal setting as well as informal.

(I guess the full version is always better, but "kinésithérapeute" is too long, I'm not saying that)

- L'actualité -> L'actu // the news ; current affairs

- Adolescent -> ado // teenager

- Amphithéâtre -> amphi // amphitheatre

(J'ai cours en amphi dans une heure // I have a lecture in an hour)

- Climatisation -> clim // air conditioning

- Diapositive -> diapo // slide show (presentation) or the slide

- Le Baccalauréat -> le Bac // French High School Diploma

(Note : La BAC is "Brigade anti-criminalité" aka Anti-Crime Squad)

- Récréation -> récré // recess

- Exposition -> expo // exhibition

- Exercice -> exo // exercise

- Introduction -> intro // introduction/preface

- fluorescent -> fluo // fluorescent (adj)

Note : Fluo could also refer to an "highlighter" (not the makeup thingy but the colored pen) also called "surligneur" in French

Tu peux me prêter ton fluo s'il te plait ? // Can you lend me your highlighter please?

- professionnel -> pro // professional

- gymnastique -> gym //  gymnastics

- professeur -> prof // teacher

- publicitié -> pub // advertisement (ad)

- information -> info // information

- kilogramme -> kilo // kilogram

- microphone -> micro // microphone (mic)

- photographie -> photo // picture (pic)

- télévision -> télé // television

- promotion -> promo // promotion ; discount

Note : "promo" can't be used to refer to a change of work position.

To promote something = faire la promotion de qqc ou faire la promo de qqc ; 50% de promo = a 50% discount

- Names of school subject often shortened :

Géographie -> géo // geography

Biologie -> bio // biology

économie -> éco // economics

philosophie -> philo // philosophy

Mathématiques -> maths // mathematics (math)

(For some reason there is an "s" in "maths" in French)

- Names of medical professionnals often shortened :

Ophtalmologue -> ophtalmo // ophthalmologist

Gynécologue -> gynéco // gynecologist

Dermatologue -> dermato // dermatologist

Ostéopathe -> ostéo // osteopath

Kinésithérapeute -> kiné // physiotherapist

Note : Please don't say "gastro" if you want to say "gastro-entérologue" (gastroentorologist) , gastro = stomach bug

- Sport names :

football -> foot // soccer

volley-ball -> volley // volleyball

basket-ball -> basket // basketball

Note : baskets could also refer to shoes in French

handball -> hand [not pronounced as the English "hand"] // handball

Final Note :

You're technically not supposed to write any of the shortened version down but if you're texting and using them in the plural, I would suggest putting an "s" at the end, it looks better !

"des ados", "des profs", "des kinés", "les pubs"...

See part 2

#french #frenchblr #learning french #langblr #apprendre le français #language learning

[hellonoblesky]

look it this thing. The handball lecture.

#turtledove yells into the abyss #turtledove draws #Him when he was young makes me physically sick he was just a kid

[rosefulmadness]

my city is hosting a bunch of things for "gender violence" this month and this is one of the things they're doing

they're also holding a lecture(Idk how to translate charla) on:

"esthetic violence and fatphobia"

a handball match by the women's team, and the entry is free for all women

a bunch of plays and talks about women survivors and stories, etc

I know it sometimes feels like the world sucks, but some people are trying hard to be better, and I think we should remember that more

#progress #alcobendas W #feminism

[jogallice]

Ce qu'il faut retenir du week-end de sport : Toulouse roi du finish et du Top 14, les Bleues invaincues à l'Eurobasket, Max Verstappen égale Ayrton Senna…

See on Scoop.it - JamesO

Vous êtes passé à côté de l'actualité sportive du week-end ? C'est l'heure de votre séance de rattrapage : sélection des grands moments de l'actualité sportive que vous avez peut-être manqué le samedi 17 et le dimanche 18/06/23.

  Sport : en cyclisme, le Danois Mattias Skjelmose (Trek Segafredo) a remporté le Tour de Suisse, dimanche, deux jours après la disparition de Gino Mäder.

JamesO's insight:

Via l’agence JamesO Média❗️N.D.L.R. : article de presse (temps de lecture : 4 minutes) publié par Franceinfo (France Télévisions) le lundi 19/06/23.

  📩 Et si vous nous informiez❓ 📨

Presse at JamesO dot Eu

✉️ Tous vos communiqués de presse 📧

  #sport #rugby #basket #handball #cyclisme #F1

  ✉️ JamesO.InfO 📩

🎚 Qualité, quantité et rapidité 🎛

  🔵 Le fil bleu de JamesO.InfO

Le sport, le bien-être et les voyages.

[raducotarcea]

[goawaywithjae]

“Crash Course in Romance” is about an elite hagwon math tutor who is so popular that mothers line up at all hours to get their children seats at his lectures. By chance, he encounters a former national handball player who gave up her dreams of competing on an international level to care for her niece, who was abandoned by her mother.

There's a lot going on here, including a romance that didn't work for me. But overall, I enjoyed this series, which is the latest K-drama to deal with how students are pushed to their limits to fulfill their parents' expectations.

My latest #KDrama review...

#Crash Course in Romance #kdramas #k-drama review #i wrote this #hagwon #Jeon Do-yeon #Jung Kyung-ho

[enterenews]

Jeon Do-yeon, Jeong Kyung-ho, 'crisis' with iron ball terrorism during an argument

As Jeon Do-yeon and Jeong Kyung-ho clashed, an iron ball flew in and broke the window.

In the second episode of tvN's Saturday and Sunday drama 'One Other Scandal' (played by Hee-seung Yang/Eun-ho Yeo/directed Je-won Yoo), which aired on January 15, Haeng-seon Nam (played by Do-yeon Jeon) and Chi-yeol Choi (played by Kyung-ho Jeong) clashed.

Choi Chi-yeol couldn't eat the whole food, and shed tears while eating a lunch box from a side dish store on the southbound line. Choi Chi-yeol's past, which was revealed afterwards, was that he ate meal tickets at a restaurant run by his mother on a southbound trip while preparing for the employment exam. Choi Chi-yeol could only eat one meal a day, and his mother took care of him. Even when his father passed away, Choi Chi-cheol was comforted by his mother, who left for the south.

At that time, Nam Haeng-seon, a national handball player, was helping her mother at the restaurant after the match, and faced her nephew Nam Hae-yi (Noh Yoon-seo), who had been sent home because her sister had only heard letters from home. The mother of the Southbound Ship went in search of her daughter, who had left her granddaughter behind, but she was killed in a car accident. Nam Haeng-sun gave up his handball to take care of his Asperger's syndrome younger brother Nam Jae-woo (played by Oh Rik-sik) and his nephew Nam Hae-i.

Presently, at the request of his nephew Nam Hae-i, who raised him as a daughter, he decided to line up early in the morning to take a lecture by Choi Chi-yeol, a math instructor. I vomited again, so I went back to the side dish shop. Choi Chi-yeol signed up as a member under the name Ji Dong-hee (played by Shin Jae-ha) and bought a lunch box.

Nam Hae-yi managed to line up at the last number 100, and Nam Hae-yi was able to listen to Choi Chi-yeol's lecture. Choi Chi-cheol went to buy lunch boxes and when Nam Haeng-seon complained that his younger brother Nam Jae-woo's cell phone was broken, he felt guilty that it was because of his misunderstanding. Choi Chi-yeol presented Namhaengseon with a mobile phone, saying, "To commemorate becoming a member," and Kim Young-joo (Lee Bongnyeon) encouraged Choi Chi-yeol to like Namhaengseon.

Namhaengseon waited for Choi Chi-cheol to come back with the excuse of returning his cell phone. Nam Hae-i fell in love with Choi Chi-yeol's lecture, and Nam Jae-woo saw an advertisement for Choi Chi-yeol's lecture at the bus stop and recognized him as the person who had a scuffle in the hospital and broke my cell phone, but he couldn't bear to explain it to his sister, Nam Haeng-seon.

#먹튀검증사이트

[coffeebeancryptid]

beep beep new style comin thru 💫

#decided to bust out the watercolours #hopefully i can post more hannibal content n get better at drawing the characters #i am GARBAGE at drawing dr handball lecture #hannibal #will graham #hannibal fanart #hannibal lecter #hannibal nbc #my art #hannibal tv #watercolour #watercolor #painting #art #sketchbook #hannigram

[toruvi]

In a modern au, I see Levi getting teased and pestered by mainly his mom and Hange but also his other friends, constantly asking when he's gonna get married/settle down. Their pestering is relentless; to each of them (except his mom) he scowls and says he doesn't have time for that shit. So to shut them up, Levi decides to wear a wedding ring so people 'think' he's married, and for a while it truly shocks everyone and thankfully shuts them up. Life is good, until you start asking questions lmao.

I’m so sorry this response got so far from me dsjfkhsdjkfh (part 2 kinda)

Okay now I'm thinking of an actor!au in which poor Levi is so tired of everyone asking about his dating life. He's so tired of people pursuing him, whether it's on talk shows, his family, or his friends, or his "fans" (he hates using that word).

And one day, completely by accident, he runs into you. It's so random, you just happened to be standing in front of him in line at the grocery store. But he recognized you, a friend from his childhood. You two haven't spoken since graduating high school, and while he never really intended to get into acting it kind of just... Happened.

You went a different route in life, settling for the quiet sense of normalcy in a job that pays enough but is also comfortable to live with. Your friendship never ended out of malice or anything, just went in different directions like everybody else. It isn't until the cashier recognizes Levi you turn around with slightly widened eyes. The cashier rambles on about his latest work, but he's hardly listening.

And though you quickly look away from Levi and briskly walk out after your purchase is over with, he finds himself catching up to you without thinking. He calls your name in the parking lot, his grocery bags bumping against his legs when he reaches your side.

"Levi," you say, a cordial but distant smile upon your lips. "I'm surprised you recognized me."

"I--of course I do. My memory isn't that shit."

You laugh politely, and it sounds like the same laughter it did over ten years ago. Your smile looks the same, maybe a little less wide than he remembers. Your hairstyle is different, and your sense of fashion certainly improved. But it's still you.

"Shocked that there's no paparazzi following you around today. The mask and sunglasses really help, huh?"

He realizes you two have reached your car. A modest one, fuel saving and not too flashy. There's a few stickers on the bumper and windows. Still you.

"Marginally. What, gonna sell me out to 'em for some cash or something?"

You 'tsk', the same noise he picked up from you in middle school anytime someone said something that annoyed you.

"Please. I can't say I even know you these days anyway."

That... Stings his chest. Slightly. He takes the heavy bags from your arm, placing them in the trunk of your car for you. His silence must be obvious as you speak up again. "I just mean... It's been a long time. And you're some big actor now, wouldn't really be fair of me to say I know you if you've changed so much, right? We both have."

It piques his interest, and the familiar presence of you throws him into a slew of fond memories with you. Playing handball in the courtyard, your parents lecturing you for staying out too late smoking with Levi. Levi's mother gushing about how cute you two would've looked going to prom together if one of you just worked up the courage to ask.

It takes him back to a time where he wasn't constantly anxious about going outside and being harassed by "fans". Or having to carefully word his answers to invasive questions under the scrutiny of an entire camera crew. You make him remember simple things in life.

After a few more minutes of awkward attempts to catch up, Levi blurts out the question that's laid on the tip of his tongue. "Do you want to... Get a coffee sometime?"

Which results in raised eyebrows and a jab at the fact that he is now a coffee drinker. He deflects with a scoff and shoving his free hand in his pocket. "Is your wife okay with that?" You ask instead, eyeing the silver band on his ring finger that holds his groceries.

"It's fake," Levi confesses, “People keep getting on my ass about dating. Thought it’d get people to stop asking but now I have assholes trying to look into who my ‘wife’ is for their stupid headlines.”

Another laugh spills out into his ears, more genuine this time. “You really thought they’d stop asking with a wedding ring? As a bigshot actor, I thought you’d know better by now.”

Levi’s cheeks flush, his hand fidgets in his pocket, pulling at the loose threads in his jeans. “I-It’s not like I know what the fuck I’m doing. I’m still not used to people... keeping tabs on me like this. It’s fucking weird--Would you stop laughing?”

Your giggle nearly coaxes a smile on his own with how infectious it is. Another you thing. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry! It’s just... Maybe you haven’t changed so much.” You’re wiping at your eye with a knuckle as the giggles die off. He huffs. “Okay, I’ll take you up on that coffee. Should I be wearing a mask and sunglasses too?” 

He shakes his head, chuffing through his nose. Maybe you're curious about him too, he hopes.

And through several of these "coffee meetups", you two grow quite close again. And it feels like an actual friendship. You listen to his complaints about being thrown in the spotlight, he listens to you rant about an annoying coworker. After a while, it feels like your friendship never dwindled, that bond never broke.

You start to hangout regularly. It's perfect with you, you don't know all of these other celebrities. You don't care for the gossip or the possibility of fame in this community. You're not another actor trying to get promotions out of him. You're just normal, you make him feel normal.

#not me creating an entire plot......out of your headcanon...... #drabbles #levi hcs #actor!au #alternatively levi proposes the idea of fake dating #chaos ensues

[hcnnibal]

doctor handball lecture

#i drew this while incredibly distressed yesterday #can u see my anguish 😔 #gen

[mandelene]

Headcanons with Arthur and a day out with his sons? Get well girly!!!

Absolutely. And thank you! (I'm doing a lot better!) 💖

Arthur knows that going out and spending quality time with his children is important. That said, going outside poses a variety of potential challenges. Sudden changes in weather, the pollen count, traffic, the probability of a tantrum, and whether or not there will be a restroom readily available wherever they go because Alfred has a small bladder are all factors that need to be taken into consideration before they step out the front door.

As such, Arthur generally enjoys low-risk family activities. He'll take the boys to the park to feed the ducks and then let them play catch or racquetball. After some persuading, he will join in on the games and play with the boys.

Alfred will accidentally hit Matthew in the face with a handball because he doesn't know his own strength and can't get it through his head that one should never aim a ball directly at someone's face. Matthew will tear up, and Arthur will console him with a hug and reassuring pat on the head. "No, your face isn't broken, poppet."

Since Arthur is a mother hen, he will have packed sandwiches, snacks, and juice, so they'll have a little picnic once they get famished.

Alfred will get the idea to try to pet a goose. The goose, of course, will hiss and startle him. Arthur will lecture Alfred about why one shouldn't disturb animals in their natural habitat because they could feel threatened, but Alfred will likely not learn his lesson.

At some point while observing the boys play, Arthur will start to get sentimental like the old man he is and think about how quickly the boys are growing up and how someday he won't get to take them to the park anymore because they'll be adults and probably forget about him and LEAVE HIM IN A NURSING HOME TO FEND FOR HIMSELF, DAMN IT. UNGRATEFUL BRATS -- but he's getting ahead of himself...

The boys will ask to play on the swings, and Arthur will make the mistake of saying yes. He will then be forced to push them and listen to Alfred scream, "HIGHER! HIGHEEEER!" for a solid twenty minutes.

Finally, after a few hours of excitement and fun, Matthew will be the first to tire and want to go home. Arthur will give him a piggyback ride to the car, and Alfred will be extremely jealous and ask to be carried as well. Arthur will say, "Next time, love," and hope Alfred forgets by next time (he won't).

Arthur will put some gentle music on for the car ride back, and they'll stop briefly to pick up some takeout for dinner later because he doesn't want to cook and hear Francis complain about his "terrible" cooking when he gets home from work or the social event he went to for the day.

It's usually around this time that Alfred will remember he "forgot" about some kind of homework assignment he was supposed to do, and Arthur will have an aneurysm.

#hetalia #headcanon #aph face family #aph ace family #aph america #aph canada #aph england #day out #aph france #600 followers celebration! #send me headcanon prompts #or ask me anything!

[bepatriot-blog]

Les activités d'éveil commencent dès l'âge de deux ans dans nos différentes académies sportives et techniques ,inscrivez vos enfants au programme «vacances pratiques » du 15 juin au 15 Août. #informatique #basketball #escrime #artsmartiaux #tennis #table #natation #handball #lecture #alphabetisation #langues #étrangères #art #decoration #africa #cameroon #cameroun #237 #237🇨🇲 #bepatriot (à Cameroon) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByEyGPyBc9a/?igshid=tyzmgc8fp851

#informatique #basketball #escrime #artsmartiaux #tennis #table #natation #handball #lecture #alphabetisation #langues #étrangères #art #decoration #africa #cameroon #cameroun #237 #237🇨🇲 #bepatriot

[sparrowkingsley]

Family Bonds Part 3

Lockdown.

What a terrible word. As far as Laurel was concerned the only good thing about locks was when you were figuring out how to open them. To see what they were hiding. Not that her mom had actually even locked the door. Which may have been worst actually. No challenge. Nothing to figure out. The only thing that was keeping her in her room was that word.

"It's a terrible word! Terrible! Terrible!"

She stood herself in a handstand glaring at the door. She couldn't sit still just waiting on her parents to open that door. She had thrown her handball around the room for awhile. Kicked and punched her punching bag for who knows how long. She tried to work on her homework assignments but that just made things more frustrating when she ended reading the same sentence over and over. So now handstands. Handstands and waiting.

The blood rush to her head got to much though so she let herself unceremoniously flop on the floor. She laid there for awhile. Staring at the ceiling. Her eyes looking up at the ceiling lights but her mind on things that maybe some six years would never think about.

Who invented the first knot? The idea of holding things tight together. Or keeping them from coming apart. Or shoelaces being tied up using a song about a bunny. Shoelaces that could make you fall on your face if someone tied them together just right and, and well broke your nose. Her hands where the ones that tied the knot. Her hands.

Then her hands were dumping her backpack out on the floor. Books, papers, drawings from Axl, a couple of moonpies and finally, finally pieces that had been flipping through her mind all day. Pieces that had made her angry. It was these pieces that made her so mad. These pieces that had made her want to tie the knot in the first place. Jenny had made these pieces. But Laurel, she was the one who broke Jenny's nose.

"Laurel?" 

In moments like this Laurel would usually smile. It was her signature after all but right now she just felt too much. Tears in her eyes she turned around to face her moms.

"I didn't mean to break her nose. I promise I didn't mean to."

She stumbled into Ava's arms and Ava quickly scooped her up and held her close. The plan that Sara and her just staged downstairs now falling apart in that moment. They had been planning on a firm, no nonsense speech but now, now they were going to have to reevaluate the situation completely.

Shit. Shit. Shit. That is what played through Sara's mind first but what she actually ended up saying was, "We know, kiddo we know."

She looked at Ava as if what to say, what now?

And Ava mouth back, I don't know!

So they sat together on the bed holding their daughter as she cried. Ava and Sara both rubbing her back and telling her everything was okay. As her tears slowed down Laurel wiped furiously at her eyes only for Ava to quickly grab kleenex out of her pockets to gently clean her daughter's face.

"That's better isn't it? Did you let it all out my Sunshine?"

"Y-yeah." Laurel sniffled, "I think so, Mommy."

"That's good, kiddo." Sara kissed her forehead, "Now come on, sit down with us and we will talk this out okay."

"Okay."

For awhile they just sat together. Laurel squeezed tight between her parents. After all together they would always find their peace. Peace at being home.

"So, your mom tells me that Jenny was being a bully and you decided to pull one of your signature pranks huh?"

Laurel let out a heavy sigh and rolled her eyes, "Obviously. It's that why I'm in this lockdown?"

This attitude. At age six.

Sara knew that it was definitely her side of the gene pool it came from but, damn this kid was going to be an even worst rebel of teenager than she ever was.

No doubt about it.

"Okay miss attitude monster mode activated i see. Want to tell me how you've been feeling. I know you're having some big feelings but do you think you can tell mommy and me what it is you are feeling?"

Ava rubbed Laurel's back soothingly, "Hey, no pressure honey, take your time. We're here to listen okay. Help us understand how this ended up happening okay."

Her little right foot suddenly began tapping in the air anxiously, her  nose scrunching up and her beautiful grey eyes shifting as she tried to put together her thoughts.

"Jenny is um, well she just doesn't like me. Heywood says she is my nemesis and maybe we are I don't know. She likes to pick on me a lot. She usually just bothers me at lunch time. I don't care when she takes my chocolate milk though. I don't even like chocolate milk. I just get it so she doesn't take my friends' milk. I like juice."

"Hmm, well that is a good tactic of defense." Ava was impressed, "You use a decoy  to give Jenny what she wants without taking any real losses. That is brilliant, love."

"Super sneaky and totally smart, kiddo." Sara agreed.

Laurel grinned but her smile quickly faded. Her foot tapping faster and her hands clutched onto her hoodie. Seeing this her moms each took one of her hands and held them tight. Her foot slowing down back to an softer rhythm. Then she took a deep breath before starting again.

"Jenny makes me sad mostly. She likes to call me dumb cause she gets good grades and I don't. Class is just boring sometimes but, but I'm not dumb. I am smart."

Ava and Sara looked at each other. Their protective mother instincts kicking into overdrive. They had been aware of Laurel struggling in school and been working on a solution for awhile now. With these new details everything seemed to click better into place. Everything was telling them to act immediately but their kid needed them there now. The solution could wait.

"Mommy, Momma..." Laurel slid to the floor picking up pieces of a broken model rocket that lay scattered before them, "I got mad. I got so mad when Jenny made Heywood cry. She broke her rocket. She put it together by herself and she wanted to show me so bad and Jenny just, she came over and smashed it! I wanted to punch her right then and I knew i could. But I sat with Heywood instead and then I picked up all the pieces. Except I didn't stop being mad. Then when we went to silent reading I, I saw Jenny and I... I wanted her to feel bad for making Heywood feel bad. So I did. But I didn't mean to hurt her like that. I really didn't."

They joined her on the floor. Pulling her into a tight hug. Of course Laurel didn't sit still long in their arms. Trying to wiggle out of their grasp and complaining about being squished.

"Part of your punishment is squishes and tickles!" Sara declared as Laurel failed to escape and soon Sara had her squealing in laughter.

"Mommy, mommy save me from Momma! Make her stop, ahhhhahaha!"

"Hmm, I don't know, Sunshine. Maybe I should join her side."

"Nooooooo! Please save me, Mommy!"

"How can I say no to that cute face! Release our child and surrender Captain Lance."

"Make me, Captain Pantsuit."

That's how they ended up wrestling on the floor instead of going through a stern lecture. Of course they did find time to go over some rules. Let her know it was okay to feel upset. To feel angry that someone hurt you and the people you care about. That sometimes you made mistakes. Sometimes you had to fight but to never let it be the first choice if you could avoid it. To talk through feelings instead of lashing out.

But the most important thing they let her know was,

"We will always be on your side, kiddo. No matter what."

"You promise?"

"Of course we promise."

"Mommy and I we got you. Always."

That is how they spent the rest of the day. Together. Listening to their kid talk. Working together to put back together a broken space shuttle. Just being a family.

The next day?

They called Jenny Monroe's parents.

#avalance #avalance kid #legends of tomorrow #new legends of tomorrow #laurel olivia lance #running on lot of fic ideas right now... #family bonds