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Song about me

I asked you a question, I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Yeah, I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Why'd you have to make a record 'bout me? (And you don't know why)

—Hey, I'm sorry to do this over chat, but I can't take it anymore...I think it's best for both of us to end things here.

—Sorry, I don't think I've understand. What are you talking about, Ben?"

—I'm saying that we should end the relationship...It's no longer healthy for either of us.

—Says who? The girl you're fucking up with?

—Lizzie...I don't know what you're talking about, and even if I did, you don't have to be so rude.

—Why not? Are you telling me I don't have the right to be angry because you're cheating on me?

—You know what? Forget it… if you want to keep thinking that I'm cheating on you, that's your problem… I've told you a thousand times and I've even proven it to you, I'm not cheating on you with anyone!

—Yeah, yeah, whatever!…Fuck you, Ben, fuck you! Seriously, I hope you have the worst season of your life and lose all your chances of becoming someone in this damn sport.

—Fuck you… I tried to do this the easy way so we wouldn't hurt each other, but you always make things worse… When are you going to stop being such a coward?...

—When are you going to stop being such an arrogant jerk who only cares about himself?... When are you going to start caring about the people who truly love you!?

—When the person I love stops mistrusting even their own shadow… I wish you the best, goodbye, Liz.

It was a tense discussion. I don't think it's necessary to say what happened after that, especially since it took place in the Suzanne Lenglen complex at Roland Garros, before one of the most important matches of the girl's career. Although it must be said that it was perhaps a blessing in disguise, since she won the match, her career took off and her success began — as did Ben's.

I heard that you heard that I was writing songs about you

That I was bad-mouthing your name in some shitty bar somewhere

You know how I love these biased, one-sided conversations

So let's discuss the whos, the whys, the whens, the hows, the where's

But who really cares?

"Lizzie!...We've been hearing some rumors about the reasons for your breakup with Ben Shelton. Now that several months have passed, why do you think they're coming to light, and can you confirm any of them?" There's no way this is happening right now, especially after she'd just won a Grand Slam. Reporters were definitely a joke.

"First of all, I haven't heard any of those rumors. I don't know what nonsense the people might be saying, so I can't confirm anything and even if I had heard them, I wouldn't confirm anything unless I was forced to clarify the issue... I don't know why they're coming out, and I don't care to know. No, unless it involves my ex-partner."

"That's why we're curious… Ben Shelton was recently heard joking about this topic, and it caused quite a stir among the public…"

"Well, as I said before, I'm not interested in clarifying anything… I'm only interested in tennis, so if you're not going to ask questions about the match, I'd rather the session be closed." That was enough to cause a stir in the conference room, one that was enough for the girl to leave without saying a word.

If it was all in my mind (and you don't know why)

If it was all in my mind (and you don't know why)

To begin with (and you don't know why)

I wanna know why (and you don't know why)

Why'd you have to make a record 'bout me? (And you don't know why)

"Ben, Lizzie was recently asked if she had heard the rumors circulating about the reason for the breakup of her relationship, and she said no, that she wasn't interested in knowing… She was also told that the rumors started because of you, and even then she denied being interested in knowing or confirming any of them. What do you think about that?"

"I have nothing to say. I don't think it's right to say that the rumors started with me. I just remember being asked something about her and simply answering. I didn't start any rumors, and yet they were created. So I take no blame for starting these rumors. She is a very sensible woman and, as she said, we are not interested in confirming any of these rumors, which are far from the truth." A bold response, yet still grounded. Ben knew what he was doing and what he had to do.

And I remember her bent over and knowing that it was the last time

You know the end is near if she only lets you fuck at night

And when she finally came even though she faked it

It was much appreciated

At least she had the decency to try to make a sound that she thought I'd like

But it's alright

Ben was tired and didn't want to hear from anyone. The last few games had been tough, but it was all a sacrifice to achieve the best, wasn't it? He condemned himself to that life. People judged him more and more harshly, practices went on longer and longer, there was more traveling, more flying, more losses, less time at home, if he even had one anymore.

Right now, he was at the hotel in London, about to burst from a headache. He had started dating with a girl a few weeks ago, but things weren't going well. Ben didn't feel right about her. He was never sure if he really liked her, but he couldn't help accepting the relationship when she confessed her feelings to him in such a beautiful way, and it was too late for him.

"Ben, honey… are you okay? You seem distant." She walked closer to him, trying to get closer not only physically. She could feel it too, he wasn't there with her, and for her it was also too late when she wanted to stop her feelings.

"Oh, I'm fine… just a little tired." The dark-haired man looked at her over his shoulder, giving her a simple smile and shrugging his shoulders.

"Ben, are you really okay? It's just… I don't know, I think there's obviously something wrong between us." She sat down next to him, the atmosphere already heavy.

"I don't know what you're talking about…" does not he? "No, no, please… let's not play that game, okay? Just be honest with me… that's all I ask." Ben sighed. He knew this moment would come, but he never thought it would be now, even though in a way it was for the best.

"Look, Mary… I can't keep doing this…" Here we go. "It's not right, okay? It's not my career, and it's definitely not the environment. It's just me… I can't make it work with you, I don't think I can make it work, and I don't want to keep hurting you."

"Oh… well… you're already doing it, but… it's okay, I understand your point, I just… you know it's not what I expected." "I know… I know, and I'm really sorry, I really tried, but I couldn't…"

'Cause it was all in my mind (and you don't know why)

'Cause it was all in my mind (and you don't know why)

To begin with (and you don't know why)

The US Open was just around the corner, with only a few weeks to go before the tournament began, and the mixed doubles list had already been released, this time in a new format. Lizzie prayed once again that her partner would not be the devil incarnate, and Ben did the same. Fortunately, that was the case; neither of them ended up as partners, but they did end up as opponents. Both were in the same main draw as the first doubles match to be played. How convenient, right?

The first time she saw him on the practice field with his teammate, it was a hard blow. Lizzie had locked herself in her own world to forget Ben, creating a fantasy world where she wasn't the bad guy, and that world clearly collapsed when reality truly hit her. But it's deeper than that. We shouldn't see Lizzie as the bad guy. Neither of them were bad people. They were just a couple of idiots who couldn't see beyond their own expectations.

"Hey hey…Liz, I need you to focus here, on the track, not on him." That was her coach, calling her attention once again. "I'm not distracted." Lie. "No, not at all…you're fading away…you're slipping away!"

So was he, losing balls here and there, bumping into his doubles partner and hitting the ball like a punching bag. They were both in each other's minds, whispering in each other's ears how bad they were and how much they needed each other. They were two fools trying to convince themselves to be okay.

Yeah i heard your song but i wasn't impressed.

So, you got your feels hurt and now you're feeling depressed

Just because we had sex and it didn't last?

Now you want revenge, you wanna put me on blast?

Don't make me laugh, remember all those girls you played

With all the lies you told back in the day to get laid?

The first meeting was in the dressing rooms, which is not a convenient place. The discomfort was palpable throughout the room. Unfortunately, both had been left to their own devices by chance, resigning themselves to using that worn-out (not physically) place.

Ben froze, of course he did, just like the first time he saw her. He looked like a fool, a fool that Lizzie mentally mocked so as not to give him the attention he surely wanted. "Elizabeth…" he said. It would be rude not to say hello, wouldn't it? "Shelton…" Oh, how he hated it when she called him that. Too bad she didn't care.

"How have you been?" Was that genuine interest? If not, he can save his manners. "No worse than you, from what I can see… Bad practice, huh?" Oh, Lizzie, you've already messed up. "Ouch… did you pay attention to my practice?" She got nervous, how could she not when she was caught red-handed? "Well, you're my rival… I have to analyze you," please shut up already.

The silence was long, their movements slow, as if they didn't want to leave yet. "Hey… you know, I've been hearing things about you…" Ben looked at her curiously, not knowing what she meant. "What are you talking about?" She let out a bitter laugh. "Don't play dumb, I know you're spreading rumors about me… Are you that hurt?".

Ben could only manage an incredulous laugh; his shoulders shook in time with it and he choked on his words. "Are you serious? You mean you actually believed that?" She frowned. What the hell was this all about? "Believe the rumors? I've never heard them, but that's what they say." There was Elizabeth again. "Exactly, that's what they say, but it's not true. I know you don't trust me, you've made that very clear, but I didn't think it was that serious, Elizabeth. Next time, before you accuse me of something, get your facts straight." And that was the end of it.

An excuse for Suzie, you got a story for Lori

And all those other girls you only called when you were horny

So yeah, it's nothing that you didn't do first

The only difference is that you probably did it worse

So look at the big bad soldier

Declaring holy war on every girl who didn't mean to fuck him over

Elizabeth was fed up with hearing Ben Shelton's name everywhere she went at Wimbledon. Questions came and went. Rumours came and went. How much longer would this sacrilege last? "I heard that Shelton had two romances in less than two months, and neither of them ended well… Everyone says the man is a wreck." Yes… that was what she had heard in the hallway gossip.

But karma's a bitch for hypocrites who kiss and tell

And talk shit about girls who only wished him well

So if you wanna chat, just stick to the facts and get at me

From Russia with love, Maddie

"You really weren't talking shit about me?" Ben was surprised. What kind of person showed up out of nowhere without warning? "Holy shit, you scared me, Elizabeth." She didn't even flinch; the look on her face was deep and showed only anger. "I'm asking you something." He recognized that voice, that gaze, and that posture of her; she was truly falling apart. Ben put his things aside and sat up straight, looked at her, and thought before speaking, as one should always think before speaking. "I never did… I just answered a simple question… which, in the end, had nothing to do with the breakup."

She nodded, leaned against the wall, and looked down. What are she doing here if you just lost the women's final? Ben asked himself. "Can you remind me why we broke up?" His eyebrows rose; He hadn't expected that. "Distrust." One word, one fact. "She really got into my head." He let out a dry laugh. "I know… That was her purpose, but other people's words were always more important than mine, weren't they?"

"I'm sorry…" "Don't worry, I know…" She shook her head. "No… I'm really sorry, Okay? It was my mistake," Ben had to close his eyes and force himself not to smile, she was not different from then "I never said otherwise, Lizzie…"

"Okay…well, see you later, I guess." He saw her hesitate, saw her feet stumble and her hands tremble. "Yeah…bye, Lizzie…I'm sorry about the final." "No, it's okay…I saw it coming. You lost too, so I don't feel so bad." Ben laughed, of course, shared suffering. "Sure…" Last command, and both out of bounds, or were you hoping for a happy ending?

Why'd you have to make a record 'bout me?

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ALL WHITE BLONDE

Summary: Ben says he doesn't like blonde girls and then ends up dating one.

warnings: ultra very slight suggestive content.

okaaaay, this is a very short one because this was an idea I got in my mind and it was something really fast with no background indeed. So I hope you'll like it and share it.

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"Ben, a fan here is asking, what is your type of girl?..." The question was met with laughter from the guys who were present at the podcast. Ben had agreed to attend a podcast popular among young people and athletes. They had been chatting for a while, and it was time to answer various questions that fans often asked.

"Oh, well... I think I like all kinds of girls, but I have a very low preference for white blondes... they're the ones I'd be least interested in." Harsh, controversial words, but spoken with a friendly smile on his face that forgave the harshness of what he had just said. Ben was definitely not interested in blonde girls, but he never said it was impossible for him to be with one.

"Why not? I've seen some blondes who are very beautiful, and they're always worth it." The mischievous tone of one of the boys made them laugh, and Ben just shook his head. He didn't have a reason behind it; they just weren't what he was looking for. "I guess they're not for me, buddy."

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"You know... I remember hearing you say once that you would never be with a white blonde... what made you change your mind?" The atmosphere was humid and dark, music echoing throughout the place, sweaty bodies rubbing and sticking together, creating a vague harmony of movements influenced by the background music.

A smug smile spread across the dark-haired man's face as he held his hands firmly on the blonde woman's waist, their faces so close they could feel each other's breath. "I never said never..." The blonde's short dress felt increasingly damp under Ben's hands, who was wearing only a sleeveless shirt and jeans. They had met at a summer party in Florida, one of those parties where no one escaped rfrom the water and sweat running down their skin.

The night ended for both of them under the roof of one of the most luxurious hotels in the state, their wet clothes set aside and only the pleasure of watching the stars. "So, am I for you?" The question came right at the climax of the moment. Ben let out a laugh that masked a moan and nodded his head, giving a passionate kiss to the girl who had turned his head since he first saw her. "You're definitely for me, babe."

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"OMG! ben is dating a beautiful blonde girl when he just said he wasn't interest in!"

"Ik right!?...He's so trapped in by her."

"She seems to be very cute, I hope they will be a happy couple."

those are the comments they found in their post, that one hard launch ben did in a random night just becuase he was tired enough of hide her. "you're going to make them all crazy, ben..." He just shrugged and smile like silly man. "I don't care...it's good to givet them surprises."

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Spot partner

okaaaayyy, this is an instantaneous one!

warnings: little suggestive, very mischevous hand placement and that's all!

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Going to the gym without headphones was torture, but going without headphones and without a partner? I was about to die. My friend cancelled at the last minute when her sister called with an emergency. Apparently she was supposed to be babysitting for the afternoon.

Fortunately, the gym wasn't busy when I arrived; there were only a few people there. I didn't know many people at this gym, not because I was new, but because I wasn't interested in making friends, and anyway I always went with someone, except this time.

My routine started as soon as I arrived. I tried to distract myself, but the noise around the gym was unbearable, even though it wasn't very crowded. The old-fashioned, weak music sapped my motivation, and not having anyone to talk to was even worse. Everything went down when a stranger approached me. He was tall, dark and curly-haired. He had a very confident air about him and his look did something to me. The thing is, he stopped me in my tracks and, without saying a word or asking permission, grabbed a pair of dumbbells I was going to use for the next set of squats.

I debated whether to protest or simply remain silent, but in the end, I decided to remain silent. There was no point in fighting over dumbbells, and it somehow helped me decide to change my routine a bit. My mind was touched by that man, and from time to time I couldn't help but glance at him. He was completely absorbed in his work, his headphones hung securely from his ears, and his movements were strong and confident. His routine was a little different; apparently, he wasn't just a gym boy; he probably played some kind of sport.

My curiosity did everything but try to stop me, so without thinking, I approached the pull-up bar, ready to do a few sets and, well, get a little close to that man. The embarrassment came when I tried to climb onto the bar and couldn't. To top it off, all the support boxes were apparently occupied. -"Do you need help?" a deep voice caught my attention, and I quickly knew who it was. My shoulders froze and when I turned to look at him, my breath left me. He looked beautiful, so sexy with the compression shirt clinging to his body and his curls wet. "U-uh…yeah.

-well...since you just occupied the same bar I was going to use...how about we do some pull-ups at the same time?.-My mind almost short circuited, and I know he saw it in my expression when I heard his mocking laugh. -Let me guide you, then.- I felt his warm hand land on my back, pushing me back until we were both standing under the bar.-Raise your arms, and when I grab your waist, jump. - And that's exactly what I did, I obeyed like a puppy. His hands firmly grabbed my waist and pulled me up until I managed to grab the bar, and with his help, I performed my first set of pull-ups.

consecutively, he performed his own set of pull-ups, but when it was my turn again, he stopped me before I raised my arms. -This time hold on to me… we'll do it a little differently.- I looked at him with a slight expression of surprise and strangeness. -What do you mean… hold on to you like what?- He chuckled, moving quickly to grab me under the thighs and lift me up, catching me by surprise and forcing me to hold on to him tightly. -Like…a baby.- He mocked, annoying me more when he saw my horrified expression. -God…where did you get the confidence to do that?…you know, I could scream right now that you're bothering me.- I started scolding him, not because I was uncomfortable, but because he was so reckless as to do that. -Yeah…but I know you won't…otherwise you'd be moving like crazy and look at you…you're all calm.-

I rolled my eyes and snuggled closer around him. My arms were wrapped tightly around his shoulders, my legs pressed tightly around his waist. His cologne combined with his sweat was driving me crazy, and feeling his muscles was like heaven. I felt him raise his arms and jump until he climbed onto the bar. -What are you supposed to be doing?- My gaze connected with his, and the closeness of our faces caught me off guard.-let's do pull-ups…let's see, grab the bar…let go with confidence, I won't let you fall, beautiful.- I hesitated a little before doing it, but once my hands grabbed the bar, the man lifted us both and I understood what his idea was. -wow…how clever you are.- I watched the way his eyes cracked at the corners when he smiled and his breath hit my cheek.-do you think so?.-

Soon our set of pull-ups ended and the brunette unhooked himself from the bar, the fun part came when I couldn't get off him, his feet were already touching the ground and mine were free to do so but my body wasn't moving, it was there clinging to him like a parasite. -You know… it wouldn't be a bad idea if you let me go but if you're so bad at walking… I can always stay like this. - His hands slid back down to my thighs and grabbed me firmly, his face inches from mine and our lips brushing.

-babe…I thought I was the reckless one for doing things without permission but…look at you…- He made me smile and I almost fell for his charms but, the real life hit me and I suddenly felt exposed when I remembered where we were. Finally, I got off of him, however I didn't get too far because his grip on my hip prevented me. -Oh, so now you're getting shy…-I shrug and shake my head. -You’re dumb to think I’m going to fall for you when I don’t even know your name.- I can feel the grip on my waist loosen and a slip in his expression. -Ben Shelton…my name is Ben Shelton, honey.- The name echoed in my mind, echoed throughout my entire being, and I searched every corner of my brain until I found the target. My expression changed noticeably, my brows furrowed, and surprise filled my body. -Oh…of course I know who you are...you're that hot guy from tennis.-

I almost burst out laughing when I saw the look of surprise on his face but I could only smile as wide as possible. "Oh, right… the hot guy from tennis… you surprised me, huh." He poked me in the rib, making me squirm in his arms and laugh. -Okay, okay… I know you, only… I hadn't recognized you at the time.- My head tilted and my expression softened, more than I would have expected from myself. -Well… if that's what you say.- His hands left my waist and he took a few steps back. I inevitably felt the emptiness of his presence near me.

-You know…I, uh…I already finished my routine…so, I don't know if you'd like to join me. - His voice is hesitant but confident, and with a suggestiveness that didn't go unnoticed by me. -Are you suggesting that… ?- I can see his smile grow slightly and my eyebrows rise. -I'll catch up with you in a bit then.- I watched him walk away, his arm brushing mine so that a shiver ran down my spine. Soon, I was in the back of the dressing room, tucked away in the corner. Ben was holding me against the wall as he peppered kisses down my neck, his hands holding mine on either side of my head, my legs tangled around his waist as I ground against him and our breathing becoming increasingly heavy.

I think there's no need to tell the rest, the moans were heard in every corner and that should be enough for you to know that it's good.

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the 2025 atp season so far but it’s just random screenshots I have in my phone xx

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Will i be WHAT?!

summary: soooooo...You're pregnant, but you don't know how to tell Ben. One day at a family gathering, everyone but him notices, and they start dropping little hints.

warnings: none, this is pure fluff until I start to feel good to make a smut OS on this app. im gonna use (you) for this one since its less complicated to write.

you and ben aren't exactly the "right" age to be parents, its not even allowed to be called an adolescent pregnancy or something like that. it has no name, it was just a pregnant, early pregnant. there were so many things on play due to the situation, ben's career, your college and the relationship. your main preocupation wasnt your college or your parents, it was ben's career just because you believe it would be an obstacle for him, even if he doesn't think about it in that way. the funny thing is, you manage to hide it.

The funny thing was that, you havent told Ben. you havent found the encouragement to do it and your belly was starting to show with the other pregnancy sintoms. of course you manage to hide it, but anything is enough hidden in life. the family meeting was the boiling point and the edge for you and your little big secret. Ben had told you that he wanted you to accompany him to a family gathering at his house, as his grandparents were coming to visit. Of course, the whole family was going to be there, and that made you a little much nervous. It was the first time there had been such a big gathering since you and Ben had started dating.

You dressed up from head to toe, bought a cute summer dress, had your nails done and even got a haircut. You looked beautiful, and of course everyone noticed, but they also noticed your extraordinary glow. Yes, that typical pregnancy glow. Before you left home, you'd been struggling a little with your appearance, thinking your baby bump was starting to show, which obviously made you panic. Ben, in his innocence, assured you that you looked very pretty and not at all "fat" as you'd claimed. Of course, "fat" didn't mean the same thing to him as it did to you.

-Baby, Why do you say you look fat?, you look more perfect than ever.- Ben had a genuine smile and a dopey look on his face as he watched you stare in the mirror. God, you couldn't tell how embarrassed you were right now. -It's okay...its nothing.- Ben looked at me for a few long seconds, unsure of my answer, but he gave in when I smiled sweetly at him. I heard him get up from the bed and, in a few steps, he was standing behind me in front of the mirror. He placed his hands on my waist and leaned down to kiss me on the cheek.-You look beautiful, my love. Never doubt it.- My smile widened and I felt a warm glow in my chest, the kind that only Ben could evoke. I turned in his arms, tiptoed up to him and placed a soft kiss on his lips.-Thank you, Benny. I love you so much.-

After a while, we arrived at Ben's parents' house. Noise could be heard inside, confirming that several relatives had arrived. Emma's bright presence greeted us as the young woman opened the door and threw herself into Ben's arms. She hadn't seen the brunette in a long time, so she was very excited to see him again. She gave me a warm hug and a compliment that I didn't fully understand. 'You look bright, darling,' she said, and it made my skin crawl.-thank you, Em', you look very pretty too.-

We received a warm welcome when we arrived in the backyard of the large house. Ben's cousins, grandparents, aunts and uncles were all there, implying that we had arrived late. We soon got distracted and went our separate ways. Ben's mother had asked me to keep her company while she prepared the side dishes with Ben's aunts. All the women in the house agreed on one thing: I had a different kind of glow. And that was all I needed to know that they already knew. Of course, they weren't stupid; they were mothers too, and they were young women in their pasts. The only one I confirmed to in my own words that I was pregnant was Ben's mother. She was my mother-in-law. Obviously, I should have told her. Her words were simple, though her eyes betrayed the emotion she felt. 'Honey, you've made me the happiest woman tonight… When Ben finds out, he's going to faint.'

When we all returned to the backyard, Ben sensed the slight shift in the energy of his female relatives and the way they looked at him slyly. The last sign came when we were saying goodbye to Ben's parents after a long night of family fun. Ben's father, 'Brian,' gave me a knowing look and a few words that drove Ben crazy. As soon as we settled into the car and hit the road, my gorgeous boyfriend's voice blared over the radio.-Will you explain to me what happened while you were with my aunts and mother that everyone was looking at me in such a strange way?…I really felt scared for a moment.- There was a slight joking tone in his voice but he sounded worried too.

I shifted a little uncomfortably in my seat, adjusting the hem of my dress. I noticed him looking at me out of the corner of his eye, and I knew I had to say something before he got more worried. "I have to tell you something, Ben… and I don't know if it's good or bad." The dark-haired man had to stop the car. If he was going to listen to what I had to say, he'd at least have to make sure I wasn't going to cause a disturbance on the road. When Ben pulled over, he turned around to look at me, his full attention on me. However, I couldn't do the same. My gaze was fixed on my hands, which were moving nervously before Ben's warm hand intervened. "I… I know you're at a high point in your career and that you still have a long way to go. My intention isn't to interfere with your plans, but I really didn't know how this happened…"

My voice began to quiver and I gripped Ben's hand tighter, as if trying to ensure he wouldn't leave. -What's wrong, baby?' I am seriously worried.-I take a few breaths before finally speaking, the expression on Ben's face was a poem that could never have been described, poor man. - I'm pregnant … - Total silence, that was what invaded the car and for a moment I almost burst into tears. - I'm going to be WHAT?! - Instead, I burst into laughter when he hugged me tightly and started covering my face with kisses. - IT CAN'T BE! … I AM THE LUCKIEST MAN IN THIS WORLD!.

-oh...I thought you wouldn't like the news...I was worried.-He shook his head, smiling and caressing my hair with a delicate touch.-why would I be mad when my gorgeous girlfriend is gonna be the mother of my baby?...this is all I had ever dreamed once, babe.- I can't help but kiss him, it's soft and calm, spilling all the love I have for him in a simple motion.

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this took me more than I thought :(( i still couldn't finish the first dash I have.

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pure chaos

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HAHAHAHAH FR

they're not enemies to lovers... they're enemies AND lovers

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X-Men VS Street Fighter Sega Saturn 1997

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Morning cuddle with big ben.

(Here is a little drabble since I cant finish my main one shot. :))

Ben had always been a very sleepy boy, so the noise of the alarm clock was so unbearable that it surprisingly managed to wake him up. The girl in his arms seemed to be awake for a while, and the expression on her face did not seem to be happy. She was trapped in her boyfriend's arms, unable to move, just listening to the horrible sound of the alarm clock that was placed on the bedside table that Ben's back was turned to, and the brunette's snoring that was destroying her ears. "What is that noise?" he mumbles, his voice hoarse and annoyed. "The alarm, Ben, it's been ringing for half an hour." "And why don't you turn it off?" The boy's sleepy, confused expression just made her roll her eyes, thinking what a fool her boyfriend was when he was asleep. "Maybe because you've got me trapped in your arms?" the moment she said that, Ben let her go immediately, but she didn't move to turn off the alarm, she ran to the bathroom, her bladder about to explode. "What are you…? ma'am your something." he frowned, confused by his girlfriend's movements. he reached for the clock to turn off the alarm and lay back down, waiting for her to come out of the bathroom. "You need to stop trapping me in your arms, Ben…" she said as she opened the bathroom door. "I almost pissed myself in there." Ben moves to give her some space in the bed as he laughs, she trapped in and lay at Ben's side, resting her head on his shoulder as he passed an arm around her waist. "Always so exaggerated, my love…" She and Ben lay in bed for a while longer, both very relaxed and rested from the busy night before. Ben had played a small local tennis match and then they had gone out to dinner, no matter how tired the boy was, he insisted on taking her out to dinner. They had only started dating a few months ago, but had been too reluctant to make it official due to Ben's busy schedule. What neither of them expected was the arrival of Ben's parents, as both had left the day before to celebrate a small family party that Ben had skipped, and according to Ben's parents' words, both were to return two days later, not the next morning as it was happening now. "Ben...what's that sound?" The boy's face seemed to have gone through every possible color, adrenaline started coursing through his veins and they both jumped out of the bed as if it was on fire. "my parents..." The girl's eyes widened like saucers, her hands began to tremble and her heart pounded in her chest. "what!?...but you said the wouldn't come until tomorrow!" she whispers loudly "I know, I know!...fuck...what do we do?" he turns to look at her, ironically, because the house was his and the parents were his, not hers. "why do you ask me that, shelton!? they are your parents!" To make matters worse, they were both half naked, but their heads were so full of panic that they couldn't even fix that. They only came out of their bubble when Ben's mother's voice echoed down the hall and Ben pushed the girl to hide under the bed. Ben's mother's face peeked through the door of Ben's room and the brunette sat on the bed trying to hide his nervousness. "Hey Mom…"

"Hey honey…im sorry we are this early but there were a lot of people at your aunt's house and your dad and I were so uncomfortable…" The girl under the bed did her best not to make any noise, even though the space was so small. "No, don't worry Mom…I'm glad you're both here" of course Ben's mother noticed the nervousness in her son's voice, and of course she had to ask. "Ben, is everything okay?…why do you seem so nervous?" "No, no, everything's fine, I just…I just woke up and…I had a bad dream," which is the worst excuse you can ever give someone."Oh honey…" Obviously Ben's mom was worried so she entered the room completely, she walked over to Ben and sat down right next to him. Ben's heart rate increased and all he could do was accept his mother's hug. "I'm fine Mom…you don't have to do this…" his voice was muffled and shaky, his girlfriend knew immediately that everything was fucked when she saw the other pair of feet along to Ben's.

So, in just one second, things got even worse: the girl under the bed made a wrong move and his head hit the wood of the bed, leaving only the evidence that someone was in the room. Ben tried to cover it up with a cough, but the damage was already done. "What was that?" "Nothing!" The look on Ben's mother's face was one of suspicion combined with a frown. "Ben…what was that noise?" she spoke slowly and treathningly. "Shit." was all Ben could say as a sneeze was heard…under the bed. "I'll give her 10 minutes to get dressed…and the same for you too." were his mother's words when she realized the real situation. the older woman walked out of the room downstairs and Ben just stayed sitting on the bed as his girlfriend crawled out from under the bed. "We're fucked, aren't we?" Ben just shakes his head and pulls her into his arms to calm her down. "It's okay baby…they'll understand, I'm sure they will" she rests her head on his shoulder as he caresses her hair. The ten minutes passed faster than the thought and they only start to move when Ben's mom's voice is heard again. "You two better get downstairs before I come and get you!" the couple immediately begin to dress with a deep blush and fear running through their veins. Ben's dad had an amused smile on his face as he watched the whole show, he knows his son perfectly.

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Note: hi! this is my first drabble posted and i got to confess that it take me more time than expected. I'm currently making a one shot, which I had planned from the beginning, but the plot got too long, so it won't be ready for now. I decided to make a small drabble to introduce myself and here it is.

ptsd: If you want to make any adaptation or translation, write me to the DM to ask for permission.

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they don't do it like this anymore

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Maybe that's just stupid feeling but i have feeling after that drama with Hugh and Sutton dating people start hating for them no reason just bc they wanna be happy. And i have feeling Hugh lover community is dying :( Aanyway - if you support Hugh and Sutton pls reblog or give a heart at least. I wanna see how many Jackman fans we still have ❤️

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Im a new blogger!

This is to open my new Tumblr blog and to embarrass my future I :)

(I've always wanted to do this)

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BOOOMSHAKALAKAAAAAAAAA 😍��😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

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uhhhh did anyone else get this

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