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EEEEKKKK!!!! The loser is gaining attention oh no...

YAZAN AQIL

He's Syrian from Latakia!!! But he lived in Damascus for most of the time

His family ended up moving to Dubai when he was 15!! He had always enjoyed football but since then he'd been more into the super league, which made him start considering it seriously . Got into college via football scholarship which ended up in him getting scouted for Sultans!!

Despite him being a good player he doesn't get a lot of time on the field. This is because Sheikh finds him funny and keeps him on the bench so he has entertainment LMAO

He does have a good relationship with his coach!! They are pretty close

As for his other teammates...

Zoom is like an annoyed older brother . Erikson and him get along pretty swell...

He got along best with the Amal 3 . really misses them

EXTENSIIVEE. Hair care routine. Its crazy. He cares a lot about his appearance...

But he still wears Dior Sauvage to the despair of literally everyone

He has a problem where he tends to get a little parasocial . And also tends to forget that he's technically a celebrity...this led to the nightmare that is his celeb crush on Vladimir Savich (Has a cardboard cutout of him that he stole from the mall)

It got so bad he tried speaking in a Feratuvian accent for a day. Got bullied out of that so quick thank gosh

Childhood friends with Ashamaz!! They ended up seperated and met each other again at a Sultans V Iron Tank match ... it was whimsical

really. REALLY. wants a chihuahua. Wants one so bad. He doesn't even say the name right. Sheikh says he can't have one and for some reason Yazan listens even though he's a grown ass man with his own house

Him and Zahir fight SO often over the stupidest stuff....it always starts with Zahir complaining ab something Yazan does to Yazan being far too offended to them yelling over each other...

I think thats everything important/funny 4 neow.....thank u deedee 4 da ask one million hearts to you

Yes, no. Yes, yes, no.

Shakes was the golden boy: innovative, intelligent, religious. A prosperous prodigy. He was what every parent wanted in their own child.

But he wasn't exactly religious, per se.

From fourteen to sixteen, he'd left the church altogether. Not because of some rebellious phase, but because of Sam.

He'd only go to church whenever something was wrong, to seek comfort in a father that he couldn't see, just like the one that had left him — but Samson brought all the comfort he needed. He could speak Zulu freely with him, even though it wasn't Sam's first language (Shakes' family moved into a city that mostly spoke Afrikaans, and he only knew a few phrases, so he'd usually speak english since it was a language he knew and most could understand). They'd talk about life and smoke together, sometimes crack a joke or two when Sam would mix up certain words that completely changed what he was trying to say.

Sam was the strongest anchor grounding him to the burdensome life he was born into, he gave Shakes something to look forward to in the morning, even when he'd be sleep deprived from the all-nighters he pulled to study.

He never considered going back to the house of God, even when his prom date tried to convince him. "Your connection with God should be your top priority!" She said, but he just smiled and nodded.

He loved Angie, he really did, she had been his crush for years, but he just didn't want to head back.

The only thing that convinced him to go back was when Samson turned the corner that night, leaving him there drenched in rainwater.

Not because he felt like something was wrong in his life, but because he felt like something was wrong with himself.

A fear built up in his throat. He should've felt something about that kiss, disgust, hate, repulsion... But he liked it, and that disgusted him more than anything he'd ever seen and felt in his life. It wasn't natural. It didn't fit the cutout that his family made for him.

That growing self-hatred followed him even after he joined the Super League; its wings casting a dark shadow over him once he noticed Skarra on the opposing side of the field, because it could sense his desire.

It isn't to say that Samson didn't share that fear, that was the exact reason why he ran from him that night in the first place. Shakes looked mortified after he pulled back, and he knew that meant his cover was blown.

He blocked him, cut contact after his family moved. He had to leave the past behind, even if Shakes took a part of his heart with it. His affection began to get covered in a curtain of disdain, seeping through to the surface, confusing him on what feelings were real and what were a cover-up for how he really felt.

He hated his true self more than anything in this world, and if he ever came to light, his days of fame would be over. His team was aggressive and ruthless, love wasn't worth risking his safety and dignity.

And while Shakes came to terms with himself after his team's support, his confusion still gnawed at him.

And he knew for certain that he wouldn't let him run away this time.

...

Happy pride month, everyone!

@er1246

Join Maci in an interview with one of Feratuvia's residents in Supa Star's latest article! Hear a long time fan's recollection of the team when they just started out, and about their star player, Spike Dawson!

Animatic I whipped up with my headcanon voice for Dom and just had the urge to make something with the old Grimm team from the recent article!!

"Oh inyo, I remember your face.... I think. Where did you wander off to? Is there a chance for us to still run off together? Or have we become more men than women?"

Oh, forgive me, Lord

Oh, I'm a good girl

I'd never hurt a fly

But I've got walls to climb

Oh, forgive me, Lord

Oh, a minor chord

You put me in this house

I had to claw right out

Run, rabbit, run, rabid

(Run, run, run, run, run, run, run)

Gift granted, you've gone rancid

(Rancid, rancid, rancid)