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The best the Portland Thorns have to offer.

[portlandsbest]

independent original nwsl characters playing for portland thorns, as well as an original msl character, and a ballet character. the characters were all originally written with a fandomless verse throughout their own blogs, and are now brought together in this universe. mainly contains studies of womanhood and the connection between queer women and sports. loved by mads, she/her, 24. doc. mobile-friendly version. memes.

[portlandsbest]

i'm a bit relieved that i haven't been writing nate here yet because i am going to be changing the fc i use for him. if anyone has any suggestions for alternatives be sure to let me know

[portlandsbest]

@taughtdefense / @torontosbest liked this for a starter

he's not made for these types of events. he's good at being nice and polite and charming, it's both the mills and the schwarber way, but he's not good at talking to investors and miscellaneous rich folk who look to trade pieces of him for money. commercials and sponsorships don't take up a lot of time or effort, yet every time he's asked to sign a contract he feels like he's being asked to sign his soul over to the devil. he had the same feeling of unease when he first signed his lafc contract. he likes most of the parts of being a soccer player, he only really hates it when he's made to feel like a puppet on a string. like he's a doll with laced up cleats being made to entertain the masses.

charity events like this make him feel owned. some are fun, or the cause is great enough for him to suppress his anxiety. a lot of them are big glass venues like this one, with athletes, donors, and sponsors alike drifting between tables, following their carefully choreographed social circle.

it would be bad if anyone found out how he really felt. he feels a little bad about it too. he's supposed to have fun, be in a giving mood, and network. he's not. sure, he's networked, and he's donated, but the having fun part seems impossible to reach.

all in all, he's about ready to feign a stomach bug to get out of there.

he's by the bar ordering another one of the signature mocktails, courtesy of still not being twenty-one, when he sees a man from earlier look at him and then start walking his way. he knows him, or at least his type. he's going to spend at least fifteen minutes trying to talk lucas into something, be disappointed when lucas mentions wanting to think or talk to his dad about the offer, and spend even more time trying to convince him that it wasn't necessary.

lucas is not having that conversation again. he's already had to talk to one man who tried to question if he really needed his dad's input on everything. they're vultures, and he doesn't want anything to do with them.

he looks around. it's going to look weird if he tries to make a hasty exit, but everyone who doesn't look like they're trying to buy or sell something is busy... all but one.

a man in his late teens or early twenties that look vaguely familiar that is standing near a wall all alone and is definitely going to regret standing within lucas's line of sight.

it's not a hasty exit, but it is a rushed walk over to the man. he's not letting the vulture get a chance to get to him in time. he gets there in time and sees the vulture stop in his steps when he notices, before finding another victim to claim. it has to be an exhausting routine.

lucas shifts his attention to the man he's standing in front of, face to face. he does the polite smile again, readies a greeting, has it on the tip of his tongue, and swallows it down. instead he lowers his voice so only the two of them can hear.

"sorry. i have some people i'm trying really hard to avoid, and you don't look money hungry." he feels a little bad for dragging him into it, even worse that he can't place his face. he brings his tone up to a more regular speaking range. "mind if i talk to you for a bit?" standing quietly next to each other is an option to, only much more awkward.

[portlandsbest]

WHAT ENTERS THE ROOM BEFORE YOU DO ??

THE INTENSITY. you arrive carrying depth in your eyes. even in stillness, there’s a sense that something inside you is awake — thinking, feeling, holding layers. you don’t enter spaces casually; you enter whole. some people lean toward you, drawn by the gravity. others feel exposed, like small talk won’t survive in your presence. you don’t do shallow easily. not because you’re heavy, but because you’re honest. you bring meaning into rooms, even when you wish you could leave things light for once. colours: burgundy, ink black, deep indigo. scene: sitting across from someone in quiet conversation, neither of you looking away, both aware something real is happening.

[portlandsbest]

WHAT ENTERS THE ROOM BEFORE YOU DO ??

THE ARMOR. you arrive already assembled. posture aligned. voice measured. boundaries humming quietly beneath the surface. there is no rush in the way you enter a space - only intention. people feel it immediately: you are not careless with access. respect forms before familiarity does. this isn’t distance for distance’s sake; it’s discernment. you learned, at some point, that softness without structure gets bruised. those who earn their way past the armor find something rare - warmth that chose to stay, not warmth that leaked everywhere. colours: polished steel, charcoal, deep forest green. scene: leaning against a wall at the edge of a room, observing first, deciding later who deserves your full attention.

[portlandsbest]

what does you love taste like?

fizzy candies.

being loved by you is like tasting those delicious, sweet, effervescent candies that start fizzing and dancing on your tongue at the first bite. yours is a playful, unpredictable love. you didn't wait to say "i love you" the first time, you knew that there was not going to be a better moment than that one, you just had to say it. you're bold, and so is your way of loving. your love language is probably gift giving, oh you love that rush of excitement when surprising your partner. you love making them laugh, you hate when you're not holding hands on a walk, and probably you're also a little clingy. your partner is your best friend, the person you have the most fun with. you share your joys and sorrows with them. you reach out for comfort and help when you need it, and you get hurt when they don’t do the same. the people you love should know that even if you fizz, pop and bubble, you need reassurance. you carry with you an entire universe and loving every aspect of it might be intimidating, that’s why you get easily scared they could get tired of you.

tagged by: stole it from @hockeyborn

tagging: everyone that sees this. tag me, let me see those answers.

[portlandsbest]

i promise i haven't forgotten any threads or my starter call i'm just waiting for my brain to start working properly

[portlandsbest]

WHAT ENTERS THE ROOM BEFORE YOU DO ??

THE EXPECTATIONS.you arrive already reading the room. who needs reassurance. who expects competence. who is quietly hoping you’ll fill a gap they won’t name. you adapt instinctively, almost reflexively - sliding into what’s required before anyone asks. people feel understood by you. seen. beld. sometimes too quickly. they mistake your attunement for availability, your flexibility for obligation. the work here is remembering that you are allowed to enter without performing. that your presence does not have to be useful to be valid. colours: soft beige, pale blue, overcast light. scene: adjusting yourself mid-conversation, then pausing, wondering when you last checked in with what you wanted.

[portlandsbest]

i need to get the ball rolling on some new threads so like/comment for a starter. if you don't specify muse i'll just pick someone

[portlandsbest]

no fear

one fear

[portlandsbest]

WHAT ENTERS THE ROOM BEFORE YOU DO ??

THE HUMOR. you arrive sideways. a half-smile. a well-timed comment. an ease that curves the energy of the room just enough to make it livable. you don’t force attention, you invite it, lightly. humor is how you test the ground. how you check for safety. how you step into spaces without startling yourself. people think it’s effortless. it’s not. it’s perceptive. strategic. kind. and when you drop the humor - when your voice steadies and the joke doesn’t come - people listen. because they know now: this matters. colours: soft gold, muted coral, cigarette smoke grey. scene: sitting at a crowded table, laughter blooming around you, eyes briefly serious when no one’s looking.

[ravenclairee]

There's always a paywall.

ADULTS — 1.01 "Pilot"

[portlandsbest]

i find it very endearing the way this man folds himself around people when hugging them

[portlandsbest]

"come on, let me pay for it. you deserve to be spoiled a little."

[portlandsbest]

CONT. from here

(         7:03   PM   message         -         SHANE.         ) that sounds so dumb

(         7:04   PM   message         -         SHANE.         ) why is it funny that you broke up and why do people care?

[zachrp]

ᝰ🚬 𝚉𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙿 .ᐟ RANDOM TEXT MESSAGE PROMPTS. CHANGE ANY PRONOUNS IF NECESSARY. SOME MATURE THEMES MAY BE PRESENT.

[TXT] : answer the question.

[TXT] : you left your jacket here.

[TXT] : ignore that last message.

[TXT] : must be my fault somehow.

[TXT] : this was a bad idea but i'm doing it anyway.

[TXT] : guess i misunderstood the vibe.

[TXT] : i'm only texting you because i'm drunk.

[TXT] : i can't stop thinking about your hands.

[TXT] : you're not gonna believe this..

[TXT] : i'm blushing shut up.

[TXT] : okay wait no don't answer that.

[TXT] : i didn't say anything because i didn't want to argue.

[TXT] : be honest with me.

[TXT] : are you free tonight?

[TXT] : i'll explain later, just call me now!

[TXT] : i like it when you looked at me like that.

[TXT] : i should stop texting before this escalates.

[TXT] : i keep rereading that message.

[TXT] : are you trying to distract me on purpose.

[TXT] : i hate that you were right.

[TXT] : you'd be so proud of me right now and also disappointed.

[TXT] : cheers to bad decisions.

[TXT] : i had a dream about you.

[TXT] : i thought you were coming?

[TXT] : wow that's crazy.

[TXT] : it's whatever honestly.

[TXT] : your stuff is still here.

[TXT] : open the door.

[TXT] : what are you doing right now?

[TXT] : don't screenshot this.

[TXT] : don't make me ask twice.

[TXT] : i'm grabbing coffee, want one?

[TXT] : what are we?

[TXT] : no really it's fine.

[TXT] : you don't have to lie.

[TXT] : i don't feel great.

[TXT] : don't rush i've only been waiting.

[TXT] : i forgot the grocery list.

[TXT] : don't do this over text.

[TXT] : did i do something wrong?

[TXT] : i don't trust myself around you.

[TXT] : running late sorry.

[TXT] : you make it hard to be good.

[TXT] : i told myself i wouldn't text you tonight.

[TXT] : are you mad at me.

[TXT] : please answer me.

[TXT] : i told you not to do that.

[TXT] : can i come over?

[TXT] : i'm outside.

[TXT] : you're being unfair.

[TXT] : that's not an excuse.

[TXT] : can you stay on the phone with me?

[TXT] : are you busy?

[TXT] : please tell me you're okay.

[TXT] : i think i fucked up.

[TXT] : i need to vent.

[TXT] : do you want food?

[TXT] : this is messing with my head.

[TXT] : i should not be imagining this right now.

[TXT] : are you mad at me?

[TXT] : please say something.

[TXT] : can you lie for me?

[TXT] : i found your keys!

[TXT] : i just thought you'd let me know.

[TXT] : i know you're awake.

[TXT] : stay the night.

[TXT] : you look good and you know it.

[TXT] : this reminded me of you!

[TXT] : this conversation is not helping my self control.

[TXT] : i love how you only respond when it's convenient.

[TXT] : i love you and i hate that i love you.

[TXT] : you left me on read.

[TXT] : i cleared my schedule.

[TXT] : i can't keep doing this.

[TXT] : are you alone?

[TXT] : stuck in traffic.

[TXT] : you could've just said no.

[TXT] : i don't want to be alone.

[TXT] : who are you with?

[TXT] : something has to change.

[TXT] : if you were here right now i'd be in serious trouble.

[TXT] : i'm done.

[TXT] : don't tease me.

[TXT] : i'm getting worried.

[TXT] : oh okay i guess we're not talking anymore.

[TXT] : where are you??

[TXT] : i'm thinking about you.

[TXT] : i hate nights like this without you.

[TXT] : can you come get me?

[TXT] : look up.

[TXT] : i trust you.

[TXT] : i need help.

[TXT] : this is flirting right?

[TXT] : i changed my mind about earlier.

[TXT] : it's fine do whatever you want.

[TXT] : it's not what it looked like, okay?

[TXT] : my brain won't shut up about last night.

[TXT] : please come get me before i make worse choices.

[TXT] : that was not funny.

[TXT] : i'm proud of you.

[TXT] : i don't know why i'm telling you this.

[TXT] : i'm sorry, i should've said something sooner

[TXT] : please don't be mad..

[TXT] : are you coming over or just teasing me?

[TXT] : i won't bother you again.

[TXT] : i almost sent this three times.

[TXT] : did you get home safe?

[TXT] : you don't owe me anything clearly.

[TXT] : i miss you.

[TXT] : guess who i just ran into..

[TXT] : i can't sleep.

[TXT] : i need clarity.

[TXT] : tell me to behave.

[TXT] : okay fine you win.

[TXT] : hello?

[TXT] : you did good.

[TXT] : do you miss me?

[TXT] : i'm bored, entertain me.

[TXT] : are you safe??

[TXT] : you're unbelievable.

[TXT] : i shouldn't have said what i said earlier.

[TXT] : i hope you're asleep because this is embarrassing.

[TXT] : don't ever say that again.

[TXT] : are you flirting with me?

[TXT] : you owe me gas money.

[TXT] : stop avoiding me.

[TXT] : call me when you see this!

[TXT] : you still mad?

[TXT] : can we talk in person?

[TXT] : can i crash at your place?

[TXT] : you're going to get me in trouble.

[TXT] : i'm spiraling.

[TXT] : you're doing this on purpose.

[TXT] : okay i'm done texting now.

[TXT] : you look cute.

[TXT] : glad you had fun.

[TXT] : i'm exhausted.

[TXT] : i'm trying to be respectful but you're not helping.

[TXT] : why would you think that was okay??

[TXT] : i want to move on.

[TXT] : thanks for the heads up i guess.

[TXT] : you left your panties here for a reason didn't you.

[TXT] : you know exactly what you're doing.

[TXT] : please don't tell anyone.

[TXT] : remember when we said we wouldn't do this again.

[TXT] : i can't find my shoes.

[TXT] : do you always do this or just to me?

[TXT] : tell me you don't miss me so i can shut up.

[TXT] : you crossed a line.

[TXT] : you up?

[TXT] : you didn't have to do that.

[TXT] : don't get smug.

[TXT] : i'm on my way!

[TXT] : i should not be saying this.

[TXT] : remind me to tell you later.

[TXT] : come over.

[roleplayisms]

SHIT ME AND THE BESTIES SAY

* a compilation of silly things said between me and my friends on discord. change pronouns as needed. some triggering or inappropriate content may be present.

you took one look at it and decided it was so sexy i couldn't have done it

she's an everything bagel bitch isn't she

strike first, strike hard, hydrate yourself

i'll go full gremlin

YOU ARE SUCH A LITTLE SHIT

they saw each other, asked 'is anyone going to loathe him?' and didn't wait for an answer

i only write with hotties

okay baddie!

the gasp that i gusped

that is a big part of it and that is why my therapist hates you

they're called wisdom teeth because if you were wise you'd die before having to have them removed

look i can't wait for her to get stabbed

i said infiltrate the enemy not penetrate the enemy

i'll have fun in my mojo dojo danish casa house by MYSELF

it's not traumatizing enough, there needs to be PAIN

i can't math, i'm bi what do you want from me

but who are we shit talking? is it me? that bitch deserves it i know

you are? i are too

hey buddy. name. buddy. bud. fuck you

i had to, how you say, share the wealth

she's never mean to me and i just get to watch and giggle, it's a win win

oh my god can we both be bears

you can't divorce me we have a soul tie silly

we shared the trauma because we are all in this together

this is so anxietycore of us bye

i think she had some repressed emotions

it was not mindful or demure

for better and worse. we're all demons together. holding hands evilly.

ah beans my arm has been twisted

son no he'll kill you!

is this the start of your hear me out cake? because immediately no

he's like a stale peep

play tonight or die

if i can scare men into leaving me alone that's a win for me personally

want me to stab her? it'll be a baby stab. not fatal

you don't know our inventory!

can you humble my best friend, she's mean

they can metaphorically tell me in dumb words because what the shit

we love self deprecating kings!

don't want to disappoint santa . . . or jesus

kiss it better and we're even

am i killing my organs?

took my valium cheers lmfao

for legal reasons this is a joke

i don't think i'm the only one whose name is bitch here!!!!

our new names are bitchy and bitchier, and i don't know who bitchier is

you wanna like .... pick who goes into hell

netflix has put the age limit of gilmore girls as 10+ because of the "horror" elements. what horror netflix? the horror of becoming your parents?

hello, i am born and bred in the asshole factory

yes i will pet you like a moth

he is both slim and shady

in fact I am going to BECOME a capybara. not just be around them

life is a horror movie

WHY DO WE HAVE A KNIFE

oh is grandpa gonna commit a murder?

i have no words. i am shooketh

quit crying over the hunger games

the cobra koolaid tasted like booty anyway

i barely tolerate you

but name missa love you

he's crispy and hard on the outside but still soft and gooey on the inside

YOU KILLED YOUR WIFE. AGAIN.

can i hide in your closet and will you bring me snacks?

hey assholes. we don't beat up our friends

this show stresses me out

I'M GONNA BEAT HIS LITTLE BIRD ASS