Thinking about Rio and hurting bad.
Thinking about the love she had for Agatha, a mortal, about a love so strong that Rio was willing to bend her own rules—the sacred balance—just because Agatha said one thing.
“I will hate you forever.”
Rio knew that there was nothing to stop what was coming. She did not want to do it, she had no choice. It was the way of life and so was the way of death. It was the way of Rio’s very own being.
And yet Agatha still rejected her. Everything that Rio stood for and everything that Rio ever was, over something that she had absolutely no control over.
Can you imagine how painful that would be?
Yet she still stood there and took everything Agatha threw at her.
And Rio did try to find a way to work around, she offered time. For Agatha, for Nicky. And for herself.
She bought time for both of them to delay the most unthinkable. For Agatha, it was the death of her (their) son; and for Rio, nothing was more unimaginable than the loss of Agatha’s love and affection.
It was the greatest gift and blessing Death could ever offer to anyone.
Agatha would get what she wanted, at least for a while. She would welcome their son to the world and live out possibly the happiest moments of her life. But for Rio, it was a countdown to the darkest and most sorrowful time ever known to her.
And Agatha would never know any of that.
Rio Vidal, the most powerful yet most tragic character of the show. Who gave her all but at the end, got nothing back.
somebody needs to convert this into a fanfic...
Christen is cruel if she purposely chose that yoga retreat so that Tobin would be forced to finally do yoga with her after saying no for so many years 😭
She’s trying to make Tobin more flexible isn’t she 🫣 😏
Tobin's Yoga retreat diary
Day 1:
This is humiliating.
Christen's ass looks awesome in yoga pants.
I'm not allowed to sleep next to Christen.
I guess the goal of this retreat is to get flexible enough to spoon yourself.
Day 2:
I Googled, "why is my kidney itching after Yoga". The results did not cease my worry.
Teacher said i have a weak Cobra. I don't know what this means but Christen smiled when the teacher said it so i don't think it's deadly.
Day 3:
Scoped out the place, the guards take 5 minute meditation breaks every 2 hours. Escape plan has been hatched.
Christen wanted to do a guided meditation with donkey's.
It's hard to meditate when a donkey poops on you.
Day 4:
I sneezed during meditation.
The stares that followed unlocked a new fear in me.
Christen's kisses are the only thing keeping me alive.
Day 5:
Tried to escape yesterday.
It did not go well.
I punctured a lung.
Guards put me in the meditation pit.
They lower down food twice a day.
Day 6:
Got spooned by a naked mole-rat.
Christen got jealous and demanded i be released from the pit.
I build a fire pit for us.
Only injured 6 fingers and 3 toes.
Day 7:
TOBY IS FREEEEEE
Injury update
Back is still aching Fingers and toes are sprained Got naked mole-rat fever Lung still punctured Kidney's still itchy Broke three ribs trying to spoon myself
abby's hand of god? mexico deserved a penalty kick.
Trinity Rodman got American football tackled (in the fucking box, might I add.) Rose Lavelle got body slammed. And now Emily Sonnett get’s absolutely trucked.
None of them were deemed fouls.
Well deserved for Ali, I am bawling my eyes out thinking this was the last time i saw her out on the field... Gutted for Pinoe, but she is so much more than what happened tonight... they have both left the sport in a better place than they found it. The bird bowl is over. I am gonna go wathch some old uswnt games from 2016-19...