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ITTF World Team Table Tennis Championships Finals

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⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ 𝙋𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙄𝘿𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙄𝘼𝙇 𝙎𝙐𝙄𝙏𝙀 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᝰ. Part 4

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You were the daughter of one of the organizers of the table tennis championship. Even if table tennis wasn’t your thing you still decided to follow your dad through the world. could be fun?

Part 5 here <3

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⋮ ⌗ ┆𝖳𝖺𝗀𝗌 : Marty Mauser x reader, use of y/n, strangers to lovers,not historically accurate, text and real life ff, minor spoiler?

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I woke up in an empty bed, the sun was softly rising through the curtain of the room. The bed was still warm and smelled like cologne

I turned my back to the other side of the room, his luggage was still on the ground and a small piece of paper was left on the little table:

Wear orange…ugh as if! …

Anyway I was trying to find something orange in the wardrobe. What the hell is this color choice? Couldn’t it be like I don’t know, pink? Blue?

8:50

I was lost in my thoughts, I should have been focused on my makeup or the way my hair looked. I know this kind of event always ends on the journal but the only thing my brain was thinking of was the way his chest rose when he was deeply asleep, the way he literally stared at my soul every time we talked, the way-

"Y/n, it’s me! Open, the taxi is here"

I got up from my chair and opened the door. It was my dad and like five men with him

We walked outside the hotel and I sat next to my dad. The drive was about 20 minutes so I should learn a little bit about the sport which always annoyed me

"Since when did you like table tennis Y/n? I thought you came for traveling only.."

"Mhh… changed my mind! Talking about that, what’s a serve?"

I shouldn’t have asked this question.

9 a.m.

"And when it happened it doesn’t count for anyone!"

9:10

"You must win by two points for a Deuce! Oh, and the ball can spin over 150 times per second-"

I thought I would die if my father’s mouth opened again, I didn’t understand a single thing! I guess I’d just stay quiet and wait until Marty’s turn

We eventually reached the gymnasium. My dad started to talk with other people, doing some interviews and leaving me alone, finally

The problem was that I never go to these kinds of places, which means that I was completely lost

I walked around the enormous hall, all I heard was balls tapping tables and weird whimpers from the players

I genuinely stopped believing I could find my way so I sat on a leather sofa in an empty room.

"Oh man this Japanese! I’m telling you, his paddle makes no sound It’s like wood"

"Come on, Mickey, you can do it, but don’t forget you owe me 15 bucks if you lose, just saying"

I heard the door open, and only one of the voices entered the room

"Y/n, you came? I knew it, you should go, I’m playing in 10 minutes you know"

I don’t know why but this nonchalant behavior grew on me every time I faced Marty

"Yeah" I said as I got up from the sofa like I knew where I was supposed to go

"Wait you know in table tennis we have a kissing tradition.."

"Oh my god bye Marty"

I quickly closed the door behind me, my heart was pounding so fast and deep down I was probably dying from his touch

Eight minutes later I was still searching for my way. I gave up and just decided to text him since nobody looked like they wanted to help me..

Not even thirty seconds later Marty found me

"Come with me"

He grabbed my hand and started walking fast through the different rooms

"Here, open the door and walk straight then right"

"God, thank you so much"

Marty smiled at me. He looked at me a little bit too long for a normal conversation, he leaned down to be at the same height as me and kissed my cheek. The kiss was soft like someone was softly caressing my cheek with a feather

"Now I’m sure I’m gonna win, I want to hear you scream my victory"

He said before running away since the judges called his name.

I gently put my hand on my cheek like I wanted to catch his kiss and keep it in my pocket forever I was confused but happy by the previous event

But yeah now I definitely needed to open this door and watch the game, just wondering if this kiss thing actually worked or if next time we’d need to make out for a trophy

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It was Marty’s 10th victory already. He wasn’t playing, he was having fun. It wasn’t sport, it was a real show. But this, this was before Koto Endo walked to Marty’s table

Everyone was holding their breath. At this moment I understood that the hope I had earlier about a potential victory from Marty was slowly slipping through my fingers

"Mauser 2 / Endo 6"

I saw my dad smiling and talking to his colleagues, like Marty was a lost cause already

Marty was running his hands through his hair before locking back into the game

He better win.. please make him win

[mnluvyaaa]

⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ 𝙋𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙄𝘿𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙄𝘼𝙇 𝙎𝙐𝙄𝙏𝙀 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ ᝰ. Part 3

──── ୨୧ ────🏓 ──── ୨୧ ─────🏓

You were the daughter of one of the organizers of the table tennis championship. Even if table tennis wasn’t your thing you still decided to follow your dad through the world. could be fun?

Part 4 here <3

──── ୨୧ ────🏓 ──── ୨୧ ─────🏓

⋮ ⌗ ┆𝖳𝖺𝗀𝗌 : Marty Mauser x reader, swearing, use of y/n, strangers to lovers,not historically accurate, text and real life ff.

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Marty Mauser is calling… 📞

"Is it clear?"

"Yes, you’re Mr Eisen now"

"Wait what-"

"See you"

I hang up, of course I couldn’t say his real name to the receptionists.

I wanted everything to be perfect. I made the bed over 50 times in an hour, sprayed the way too pricey perfume all over the room. I don’t even know why?? I literally talked to him once and it was the smallest talk ever. Maybe the idea of having a man in my room was thrilling? Maybe pissing my dad was pleasant? Or maybe I was already smitten over a complete unknown?

Someone knocked at the door.

"Come in"

"Hello, Ms. Here is Mr Eisen, your…" the bellboy looked through his little notebook, "your cousin from the US! If you need anything.." The man put Marty’s luggage down before closing the door behind him.

"Eisen?? Cousin? Damn, now if we have sex it’ll be weird"

I sigh, putting my face in my hands, massaging my temples.

"I’ll act like I didn’t hear"

Marty removed his shoes and his long coat, he was a bit sweaty, probably from the training. He wears glasses, they were thin making his face look soft. His skin was slightly textured, It was oddly attractive to me and it was so obvious that I was staring at him for too long now..

He chuckled softly.

"I know it’s always impressive to see me for the first time, but I’m like every player you know? No wait I’m better, anyways imma take a shower now"

Marty said, not ashamed or shy, he locked himself in the enormous bathroom and I started to hear the water running in the shower

“HEY Y/N, TF IS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN SHAMPOO AND CONDITIONER?”

Ugh! It’s gonna be a long night…

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After his shower, way too long shower, extra extra long one.. he opens the door, wide open like he was at his mom’s.

"Woo! I needed this, Idk how much cost your shampoo, but damn I used it to the last drop"

I couldn’t scream, I couldn’t be mad right now. My dad was like three rooms away even if he was probably half dead from the alcohol..

"You know what? Whatever just go to bed and leave. Early"

"Can I call someone first?"

"Quick"

Marty walks to my bed, the landline was there

"What the fuck?? can’t you use your phone?"

"I’m in the Ritz! I’ll call with a shell if I could"

I was too tired, and maybe I wanted to act nonchalant right now, so I lay in my bed, my back turned from his body. He dials a number before sitting on the little sofa

"Wally, my maaaaan, I’m calling you with a landline in the Ritz"

"Wtf Marty you’re with a girl and you’re calling me?? Jeez hang up you’re pissing me off already.”

"What did I do?"

"Mhh idk…take a wild guess?? Imagine inviting someone to your room and the first thing they’re doing is calling their friend?? like I was your mama man! Talk to her, do some real shit. Without her you’d be at the motel, should I remind you what happened with the bathtub the other day?"

"Ok I get it Bye see you tomorrow"

" Oh and last thing, don’t get her pregnant, just saying"

They eventually hang up after a minute. It was the Ritz yes but fuck those phones were loud asf I heard every shit they were saying..

"So haha.. you like table tennis or what"

I was about to respond when he plops in MY bed. I had imagined him sleeping on one of the sofas.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" he said

"The bed?" I said.

"Oh, I have an important event tomorrow. I need to beat Endo’s ass, and for that, a proper bed for a proper sleep. So, table tennis, your thing?"

He was so close to me I could see the smallest things on his face, the way his brows met in the middle, how his necklace was hanging on his neck. I was speechless, for the first time. He looked at me, waiting for an answer.

"Uhmm… I don’t know I’ve never really understood this sport. Every time my dad talks about it I’m like what?? Like what the fuck is a serve? A let?"

"Your dad is like one of the most important person in this sport and you don’t know shit about it?" He chuckled, looking straight into my eyes without breaking eye contact. "I could teach you, come tomorrow"

"You know if I come I’ll be with my dad, on Endo’s side of the room" I said teasingly even if it was the truth

"Better reason for you to come, gonna show you and your dad why you should be team Mauser"

Team Mauser…

[livsoulsecrets]

HUGO CALDERANO IS THE FIRST BRAZILIAN TO GET A MEDAL FROM A ITTF WORLD TENNIS TABLE CHAMPIONSHIP

He’s guaranteed at least the bronze today and is going to the semifinals to try for the gold or silver !!!!!!!

DKKDKEKEKWWNWJJSJSJSJKSKSKDKDKDKDJENNEJEJEE

AFTER JUST WINNING THE WORLD CUP !!!!!

Chorando que nem criança <3

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A day in the history of table tennis and Brazilian sports: Hugo Calderano becomes the first Latin American man to win the Table Tennis World Cup!!! 🇧🇷🏆🏅

Hugo suffered such a painful loss at the Olympics last year, this title is so well deserved! It's clear how much dedication he puts in the sport. We are proud and happy for you, Hugo 💚💛

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Sắp 32 tuổi, công việc có chút quá bận rồi. Tôi đã làm công việc mà tôi muốn. Vẫn chưa đến được những nơi tôi muốn. Nhưng cuộc đời luôn cần cố gắng, nỗ lực và có điều để chờ mong.

Nhiều người hỏi tôi có cô đơn không, có chứ, đôi lúc. Nhưng cô đơn đâu chiếm phần lớn trong cuộc sống tôi chọn. Còn được mạnh khoẻ, còn được cống hiến, còn có ích là một ngày hạnh phúc.

Cảm ơn tôi của quá khứ, cảm ơn những người đã đến và đi trong cuộc sống cửa tôi.

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