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mother-daly · 2 years
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pep once sent mikel to change one of the hallway lightbulbs and he fell off the ladder and through someone’s closed front door, knocking himself unconscious in the process
THE LAUGH I JUST LET OUT STOP !!!!
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joooonbug · 4 months
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favorite mikel arteta moment go
DEFINITELY WHEN HE NUTMEGGED MARTIN AND CELEBRATED
its sosososooooo fucking cute im screamingngbfbngnng
also any moment with him and pep is also adorable🥺🥺
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rotzaprachim · 7 months
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I’ve purposefully been avoiding celebrity responses (for obvious reasons) but I’ve got to thank ilhan omar, regina spektor, jack black, )and mikel jolett by extension who retweeted jack black) for three of the only sane ones
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protect-daniel-james · 7 months
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More grainy photos of Beti Mugan!
Naturally, the weirdo on the right is Koldo. Makes me wonder what Unai used to be like in his youth after a few glasses of wine.
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esrpublicist · 7 months
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havertz ball getting harder and harder to watch icl
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finiffy · 2 years
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Mikell is secretly touch starved. When he gets really frustrated because he can't fix a problem and he's been up all night stressing about it, his boyfriends rub his shoulders which makes him instantly melt and feel better.
Black and Thompson are good boyfriends. Mikell is way too in love with his bodyguards and acts so pathetically in love with them
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longeyelashedtragedy · 2 months
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raya gives arteta a head(ache)
oh anon, this is totally not what you wanted 😂 i think the discussion a few days ago of mikel liking a "project," plus my refusal to let xhakarteta go, kind of got to me. i present to you evil!Mikel.
>500 words, i'd rate this M (for Mikel)
Mikel was not above dishonesty.
Granit had kept him honest.  Granit abhorred a lie.  To lie to him or in his presence would have been an act of disrespect, and he could never do such a thing to Granit.
Granit made him a better person.  Now Granit is in Germany, and he does not sit around sadly paying attention to Mikel’s every word in Mikel’s absence, so Mikel lies at the press conference, a smooth lie, a calm lie, knowing that he’d be accused of this, found out, and knowing that it wouldn’t matter, he wouldn’t care.
He takes a risk and lies about his goalkeepers. It does not feel wrong, even though the lie benefits no one but him. It will frustrate the fans and the Board might mumble. It will hurt Aaron. It will hurt David too, of course, in its way.  His aim is to protect his beloved players, but hurt is also a part of life. 
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It was Raya who he wanted, with the sad, lost look that seemed permanent on his face, who might take a while to fit in with the squad.  Raya who could be a project. 
Not in the way Granit turned out to be.  Granit was never a project. Granit was the piece that made him whole. Granit made him understand what a project felt like. The club in itself was one, but maybe that isn't enough now that he feels what it is like to no longer be whole. 
“David, I’ll make them love you.  I promise.”
The keeper scratches his poor reshaped nose and rocks back on his heels.  He is uncertain.  “I don’t think that’s possible.”
Mikel sees a red flash of anger cross his vision.  He is not used to this, and it threatens to overtake him.  In the past when he was angry Granit would choke it and slap it out of him.  In the past when he was angry Granit could take what Granit gave out.
He grips Raya by the chin too hard and watches the keeper’s unease.  “You doubt I can work miracles?  Do you even want to play for this club?”
“I do.  And I want to work with you.”
“Then trust me.  It’ll take time, but I’ll make them all love you.”
“I know I can play well.  I know I can do good for the club, but I’m not like him.”
Mikel sighs, and his hands are now gentle with David’s face.  “I don’t want you to be.”
There is a slight relief in David’s brown eyes, and he leans forward again as Mikel undoes his pants.  The last time he spoke his native language with someone’s mouth wrapped around him was with Pep.  The last time this happened here, in his office, was with –
He will write new history going forward, with David Raya as the first chapter. 
Does he like men?  Does it matter?  His breath is heavy and warm on Mikel’s skin.
“You want me to make you love me first?” he mumbles.  “That’s what this is?”
Mikel grins and cups the back of David’s head.  “I love all my players.  I don’t want you to worry about that.”
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gorogues · 7 months
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Spoilers for comics in December!
These are from the official solicits for that month, which you can see in full at Adventures In Poor Taste.
Evan is back, and joining in the fun with the Folding Man.
THE FLASH #4 Written by SI SPURRIER Art and cover by MIKE DEODATO JR. Variant covers by MIKE DEODATO JR. and FRANY 1:25 variant cover by JAVIER RODRIGUEZ 1:50 variant cover by MATT TAYLOR Santa variant cover by STEPHEN SEGOVIA $3.99 US | 32 pages | Variant $4.99 US (card stock) ON SALE 12/26/23 As the Flash continues to explore the Gallery, he meets a living entity called the Resident that he feels drawn to. Can she aid him in his battle against the Folding Man…and even if she can, does she want to? Meanwhile, Mirror Master returns, unveiling even more upgrades since we last saw him in The Flash #800—but he’s not the only one with new powers, as Irey “Thunderheart” West is eager to show the world. Also, the Stillness decide to act upon humanity as the new chapter for the Flash Family continues!
SPEED FORCE #2 Written by JARRETT WILLIAMS Art by DANIELE DI NICUOLO Cover by MIKE DEODATO JR. Variant cover by SWEENEY BOO $3.99 US | 32 pages | 2 of 6 | Variant $4.99 US (card stock) ON SALE 12/12/23 As Wallace and Avery race to uncover the mystery of the missing S.T.A.R. Labs scientists, something appears to be affecting their friends—is it tied to the bubbles popping up all over Keystone, or the “spooky Speed Force stuff” Mr. Terrific is warning everyone about? Also, a classic Flash character appears— and is really into EDM, but to what end? The young Speedster team-up continues!
Could it be Hartley who's gotten into EDM..?
TITANS: BEAST WORLD TOUR: CENTRAL CITY #1 Written by SI SPURRIER, A.L. KAPLAN, ALEX PAKNADEL, JARRETT WILLIAMS Art by A.L. KAPLAN, GEORGE KAMBADAIS, and SERG ACUNÑA Cover by MIKEL JANÍN Variant covers by CULLY HAMNER and TAURIN CLARKE $5.99 US | 48 pages | Variant $6.99 US (card stock) ON SALE 12/19/23 Speedsters infected! The home of the Flash is not immune from the Starro spores, and as a member of the Flash Family is infected, it’s all hands on deck across both Central and Keystone City. Irey West has a plan that requires the help of her BFF Maxine Baker, while Avery Ho, Wallace West, and fan-favorite Circuit Breaker will all be working together with the entire clan to contain the infected speedsters causing chaos across the city. Oh, and the recent issues within the Speed Force haven’t gone away… This key chapter of the Beast World saga also contains important revelations for the Scarlet Speedster’s next steps as The Flash writer Si Spurrier is joined by Speed Force writer Jarrett WIlliams, Circuit Breaker scribe A.L. Kaplan, and Knight Terrors: The Flash writer Alex Paknadel!
As per a variant cover, it seems that Godspeed is the infected member (or one of them, since the solicit later says speedsters plural) of the Flash Family.
And because we know Len is in this series...
JUSTICE LEAGUE VS. GODZILLA VS. KONG #3 Written by BRIAN BUCCELLATO Art by CHRISTIAN DUCE Cover by DREW JOHNSON Variant cover by JONBOY MEYERS Variant cover by MIKE DEODATO JR. 1:25 variant cover by SIMONE DI MEO 1:50 variant cover by ARIST DEYN $4.99 US | 40 pages | 3 of 7 | Variant $5.99 US (card stock) ON SALE 12/19/23 Superman and Godzilla have gone head-to-head with devastating consequences in Metropolis as the Justice League scrambles to protect their homes from the monsters—Supergirl encounters Kong on Skull Island and Wonder Woman takes on Behemoth on Themyscira! Lost in the monster mayhem, though, are Lex Luthor and his Legion of Doom… what nefarious connection do they have to everything?
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I need to talk about Denmark's human name. I never liked the fandom name Mathias Køhler, because I have some personal beef with the name Mathias, and I'd rather have a -sen last name to represent him, since those are way more common in Denmark. But hey, it's a fandom name, so just use some of Himaruya's suggestions then, right?
Well.
Everywhere you look for Denmark's human name in the English-speaking fandom, you'll find something along the lines of this:
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So first name, use one of those, last name, Densen, case closed, right? Except, no. It's not. As a Dane, Densen (I've seen it spelled Dansen on occasion) is SUPER rare. It doesn't read as a real last name to me, and if I go to the Danish statistic site for names, there's only four people with Densen as a last name, and ZERO with Dansen. So it never sat right with me. That, and this misconception that Andersen, Arnesen, and Christensen could work as a first name just seemed wrong to me – the -sen suffix means "son of", and is never used in first names unless your parents hate you or something. That's why I dug deeper.
I clicked the source.
Now, my Japanese is pretty bad, but there's this nifty little thing called website translation, so I translated it to English, and this was the results:
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And I thought, "huh, that's weird? Where's that horrible Densen?" I can guess that "Anelsen" is a poor translation of Andersen and "Anasen" is either a different spelling of that or Arnesen. "Mikel" should be spelled Mikkel (which Hima does spell it as). But clearly, something was missing. In the whole translated page, there was nothing about Densen. So I sent it back to Japanese and searched for デンマーク to get to the right spot:
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There's no デンセン or anything close to it. It doesn't exist. So I came to the only conclusion I could – it's a mistranslation/add on made by the translator. I don't know if it was done with bad intent or not, but either way, this Densen-thing is wrong! I remember coming across someone speculating it might be a bad translation of Dinesen, the pen name of a Danish female author, but it never even existed in the first place!
So please stop using Densen/Dansen as Denmark's last name with the justification that Himaruya liked it. You can use it as a fandom name (and I'll think you're silly for it), but don't say it has any canon justification, because it doesn't.
It does make me wonder how many other odd translations there is in the English-speaking fandom...
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Same tbh cannon is fluid curently idk if youll be mad at me to now talk about this but i had this hc that when Sarah was "born" Both Evelyn and Adam acted eratic and pushed TJ to heal her,when it was done jack took the twins into another room while Mikell argued with Adam about it so Loudly the entire house shakes,Jack tried to tell his mom TJ aint well but she was completely ignoring them infavour of holding sarah and had this out-of-it look in her eyes,she couldnt care less if her son is not okay when she got her daughther back. Both are fucked up parents in my version since eve was also there and nobody mentions her
Oh no no this is exactly what I pictured too. Mikell and Adam screaming at each other and it's just years of anger and frustration built up and it's all let loose at that moment. Meanwhile, Jack is trying his best to comfort Claire and TJ. She's taking care of TJ who looks like he's about to collapse and die thanks to reviving Sarah and Jack doesn't know if he's going to actually die cause he never touched a dead body and heal the dead before. And poor Claire who's having a breakdown because she saw this happening from her visions but couldn't stop it and now she knows what's coming next.
Meanwhile, Evelyn is just in a private room, cooing and holding Sarah so tightly, ignoring everything else outside- just like she always had.
I also constantly question: Why is Sarah so special that she got more love and care from Adam and Evelyn compared to her brothers and sister? And if Sarah wasn't a stillborn, would she also still be neglected and thrown to Mikell after her birth? Did Adam and Evelyn reacted like that because it was Sarah or was it Sarah that was like some sort of like "thing that woke up Adam and Evelyn that they had children"?
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rotzaprachim · 7 months
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anyway mikel jolett (the leader of the band airborne toxic event, singer of epic hit “poor Isaac”) had more insight and common sense than just about any celebrity whose decided to open their mouths so here king 👑
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protect-daniel-james · 9 months
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Fics in the making:
Jamie in Liverpool, probably a 3 part chaptered fic
Graham x Thomas, angsty fluff
Eddie x Jason sneaky handjob in a cinema when watching the new Newcastle documentary. will probably need to see the documentary first to know which parts would be perfect for nutting (probably Eddie giving a motivational speech? idk)
Jordan x Steven in Saudi Arabia. sleazy creepy and highly illegal, two lost Englishmen (Scouse not English and... where even is Jordan from? Sunderland? something like that, right?) who do all kind of shit they shouldn't do, and kinda feel sorry for it, but not enough to not do it
continuing Unai x Mikel 1990s Euskara AU...
Unai x Pau Torres fic? Pau seduces Unai, disturbing him in his study mode in his office to sit seductively on his desk and tell him how grateful he is for the opportunity to be in Aston Villa... cue confused sweaty Unai looking at him like. What do you mean? Paul spreads his legs, touching poor frozen Unai's thigh. Exactly what you think. (poor Unai probably doesn't think of anything else but football).
Griezmann getting his number 7 back. Cholo adoring him, as per usual.
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lukamight · 4 months
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Anyone wanna...HEE HEE
*starts breaking it down and then acctually brakes down*
*mikel jacson starts to take over the body of this poor boy as he has a seisure on the floor of this god forsaken mcdonalds*
*distant crying*
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sunset-campaign · 1 year
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Constata and the Body
Constata Onare let Neron’s Fang clatter to the ground. As she collapsed, the shocked mass of onlookers—come to see her Santed, for Primus’ sake—first stared in disbelief, then recoiled in horror.
She had come to the horrible conclusion slowly over the last decade. At first, like everyone, she held faith. He was smarter than she would ever be. He could see more. He was the Lord God.
Who was she? A nobody he had lifted to the highest heights.
Then she returned from the Holy War, her faith shaken as the mad Krayer attempted to convince her to “right a cosmic injustice,” pleaded with her to leave him to serve his mad old gods and, finally, begged her to spare his life.
The scene still haunted her months later, when she delivered her report to the Lord God.
Surely he had seen everything. The report was just a formality—a test to see what she might omit, perhaps. She had reported, as always, completely and factually.
“It must have felt good,” the Lord God mused, “to put down such a heretic and traitor. Truly, you are deserving of the honors to be bestowed upon you.”
She had thanked him, praised his name perfunctorily, and left when he indicated the audience was over.
The exchange had kept her awake that night. The Lord God couldn’t see her shaken faith, her pity for poor, mad Mikel Czern and his equally mad old gods.
The Lord God hadn’t even seen that Czern would come to serve his old enemies.
If he couldn’t see the hearts of his most favored servants, how could he see those with true evil in their hearts? How could he have a divine plan if he couldn’t even reliably predict what the pieces on his grand Tac-board might do?
She resolved to give her faith one final chance. The test was simple—Primus had trusted her to wield the only weapon that could possibly kill a god, in case Mikel had raised some ancient horror from the Well of Low Gods, and then the Lord God had given her reason after reason to doubt him.
So she would strike during the ceremony. If it had been a test of her faith, he would not die. She already knew Santhood was not for her—not with these thoughts in her head. Her life would be forfeit, but she would die knowing the world truly was in the hands of a just and wise deity.
Now, she crumpled before the body.
Her squire, Arkadi, fairly grinned as he ran to the divine corpse. He laughed as he propped it up and made it wave to the onlooking crowd. She had not expected to break his mind further, the poor fool.
She braced herself. When the crowd tore her apart, she would bend to their justice not for the sake of Primus Solerian, but for a broken stableboy named Arkadi Sidd.
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finiffy · 1 year
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For the anon name thing... To be fair I really panicked at the question so do whichever is easier for you tumblr user finiffy
TJ and his brothers' cooking arcs <3
Honestly the fact that Jack was the one who just wanted to make 'normal' food and Mikell being the one going full on Breaking Bad, meth/mustard gas creation is hilarious to me. This poor guy being dragged along into whatever is going on and staring at his brothers 100% judging their choices in life
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aeipathcy · 11 months
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“Randel,” Mikel stared at the chessboard mindlessly, playing with the bishop trapped within his fingers. “How have you come to walk as Death itself?” Game long forgotten, the pretender of a demon contemplated his own existence before fixating himself on his companion whose past he had yet to understand.
UNPROMPTED ┊always accepting.
How he ended up being dragged into playing the boardring game was beyond him, but somehow, Randel was sitting across a fancy table with an insanely fragile and expensive-looking checkered glass board with a bunch of equally expensive, intricately carved playing pieces on it. There were pieces that looked like little people, a crown, a couple of horses, a castle or watchtower maybe, and whatever that third piece from the end was... who the fuck knew? And all of them were covered in shimmery gloss and gold finishing as if some artist was paid to make them as obnoxiously showy as possible as if to rub in the owner's riches at being able to even afford this dumb set.
His arm was draped over the back of the luxurious chair and his sword was not attached to his hip for once, leaning nicely against the chair within arm's reach if need be. One leg was lifted to rest the foot on the other. Fingers were tucked under his chin. The white-haired man leaned in to get a closer look of the board as he aggressively thought about his next move. To say his mind was in a rage-filled overdrive would not be an understatement.
All he knew right now was that he was utterly losing this game. The white pieces that once took up two neat rows had dwindled down to occupying only three meager spaces. The black colored pieces were still pristine in formation and numbers almost unharmed—a glance to the side would reveal that the swordsman was only smart enough to eliminate a handful. Supposedly the white pieces had the advantage, but clearly...
Practically staring a hole into the board in front of him, all the poor exorcist found himself able to do was miserably locate his one-turn stalling move to prevent a so-called 'checkmate'. Removing his fingers and reaching out the 'king' piece (god why couldn't he just lop this king's head off?), Randel lifted it from the board, his free hand reaching to grip his hair in frustration as he tried to picture his next move after this one, contemplate how Mikel might move his next piece.
But instead of playing a move, the question thrown in his direction caught his attention. Lifting his chin, his piercing glare settled upon the unperturbed redhead sitting across from him, the fidgeting with the killed off piece absolutely making Randel more enraged.
So... this guy forced him to play this shitty game and now he wanted to learn about him? No fucking way in hell—
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❝ I'm gonna... stab you, ❞ he nearly growled, voice low and angry at the current predicament. Whether he was angry at the game or at Mikel for even thinking to ask such an intrusive question was somewhat blurred. Just as if he were to go back to silence again, he rose his voice, ❝ you really think I'm just gonna give you the answer, you dumbass?! You owe me a stab for putting me through this shitty-ass game and wastin' my time! ❞
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