#2016/17

[retrofutbolmgc]

Jozabed Sánchez • Fulham FC (2016/17)

[heroesoffootball]

[futbol-xxi]

Copa de Campeones de Europa "Champions League" - 62da. Edición - 2016/17

https://josenicolascarluccio.blogspot.com/2023/04/copa-de-campeones-de-europa-champions_15.html Real Madrid CF de España festeja en Cardiff su 12ma. Copa de Campeones de Europa

[wasteddays]

ALICE COOPER LIVE VERY HTF) BETHEL CENTER OF THE ARTS BETHEL, NEW YORK AUGUST 8th, 2019 2019 2 CD NSU RECORDS #2016/17 IF YOU'RE A GREAT FAN OF ALICE COOPER YOU WILL WANT TO GET THIS ONE FOR YOUR PRIVATE COLLECTION. THIS IS REALLY GOOD! ORIGINAL NSU...

[gunsatthaphan]

peaceful property - coming august 28th

[masteraqua]

woe, kairi be upon ye ✨

[bittersweet-alyssum]

an assortment of sams ft. some of the other yhs cast

i've been rewatching yhs for god knows however many-nth time and i've wanted to do fanart since FOREVER so why not.

once i finish rewatching tokyo soul seasons 1 and 2 i'm gonna give the reboot a try, still sad grian and taurtis aren't a part of the crew anymore tho.....

[vampyriix]

finished that anti sketch :)

[sugdensdingle]

[joshler]

this is all i’ve been thinking abt…

[credit to joshlerjungle on twt]

[arundolyn]

funny maid so true

[scholastic-dragon]

Flufftober Day 17: Up Against the Wall Kiss

Leonardo x Gn!reader

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: turtle smootches (my favorite), established relationship, nervous and flustered Leo, idiots in love, spelling mistakes, 

Summary: Leo's too shy to initiate your first kiss; you're not.

Leo was a gentleman.

Sometimes a little too much so.

He was ever so sweet and thoughtful. Always pulling out your chair, offering you a hand when climbing down the manhole ladder.

It's what drew you to him. He had a heart of gold hidden behind his strong chest and he'd given you the honor of calling it yours.

Two and a half months into your relationship and you hadn't stopped smiling. You were sure he hasn't either.

That wasn't to say it was without fault. It took a bit of work in the beginning, he sat you down and sheepishly explained how nervous he was and that he wanted to take things slow. You agreed and allowed him the time to open up about his boundaries. 

After that, things only got better and better. He texted you whenever he could, sometimes thoughtful messages, others funny pictures and memes and sometimes simply 'I miss you'

You couldn't complain. You shouldn't complain. And yet....he's yet to kiss you. You can tell he wants to.

Getting ready to leave your apartment after dinner and a movie, perched on the windowsill, eyes flickering between your eyes and your lips.

Then he bids you goodnight and ducks out of the window.

You’d be lying if you said it didn’t bother you. It was clear he wanted to kiss you: so why hadn’t he?

Deciding it was time for a change, you invite him over for another dinner and movie. He accepts without question. 

You feel nervous throughout the whole evening, it wasn’t a big deal, was it? 

“Are you alright, love?” Leo asks, gently putting his hand over yours. His palm alone engulfs your whole hand, he’s warm and comforting and pulls you out of your thoughts. 

You shake your head, forcing a smile. “Yeah, yeah, I’m okay, just got some stuff on my mind,” You take a sip of your drink, hoping your face wasn’t as red as you felt. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” He squeezes your hand, smiling warmly: why was he so handsome?

“We probably should,” You scoff, exhaling sharply. He raises an eyebrow, rolling his shoulders back. “It’s nothing bad,” You’re quick to amend, not wanting him to assume the worst. 

“What is it? You can tell me,” 

“I know I can, I just, well, I’m not sure how to go about it,” You start to ramble, feeling a blush creeping across your cheeks. “There’s something I want us to do and I know some part of you does, but if I’m going too fast or you feel uncomfortable you can just tell me and I’ll back off, but-” 

“Love,” He quietly laughs, “Deep breaths, okay? You don’t need to be nervous,” 

You take a deep breath, rolling your shoulders back and meeting his bright eyes. 

“I....I want to....to kiss you,” You were sure his heart stopped. He inhaled sharply, shoulders going back, eyes wide. He looked like he stopped breathing. “Leo?”

“I....um....uh,” He looked away, hand rubbing the back of his neck. You were sure if he could he’d be bright red. 

“If that’s too much right now we don’t have too,” You squeeze his hand. “I don’t want to pressure you into doing something you don’t want to do,”

He sighs, whispering as if he were saying something he shouldn’t. “I want to, I-I just,” He runs his free hand down his face, clearing his throat. 

“It’s okay if you’re not ready,” Reaching across the table you tilt his chin toward you. “I just wanted to let you know that whenever you’re ready to take that step, I’m here,” 

He smiles, a small sigh of relief escaping him. He takes your hand from under his chin and presses three firm kisses to your knuckles. 

“And I’m so grateful for how patient your being, and how you’re willing to take this slow.” He opens and closes his mouth a few times, unsure of how to word his statement. “I want to....to kiss you, but, I’m nervous,” 

“Nervous about what, honey?” He lowers his hand, still holding yours, to the table, not meeting your eyes. 

“You’d be my first kiss and I’m afraid I’m not going to do it right,” He mumbles, running his thumb across the back of your hand. 

You smile, taking both of your hands and cupping his. “That’s alright, Leo, we’ll learn together, okay?” 

He nods, exhaling a deep breath. Not wanting to stress him out more, you offer to snuggle on the couch with a movie. He agrees, helping you pack away the leftover food and rinse the dishes. Now you’re wrapped up in his arms watching a cheesy Christmas movie. 

“Is there a reason why we’re watching a Christmas movie in the middle of October?” He mumbles into your hair. 

You shake you head. “Makes me happy, I love Christmas,” Your back is pressed up against his chest, you feel him chuckle softly, wrapping his arms tighter around your waist. 

The movie goes by quick and now you’re back to the same spot. He’s putting on his gear and shoes, telling you the schedule for the next week and when you both can hangout. 

He opens your window and turns around, looming over you. 

“I’ll text you later?” He gives his classic boyish smile, eyes soft and he reaches for your hands. 

“Yes, you should,” You giggle, squeezing his hands, looking up into his blue eyes. 

The moment happens again, eyes flickering back and forth between your lips. He leans forward; this is it, he’s gonna do it. He leans at the last second, pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek. 

Damn it. 

He sheepishly pulls back, clearly a little embarrassed. 

“Leo?” He hums, not wanting to speak. “Do you want me to initiate the kiss?” He swallows hard, adams apple bobbing, he nods eagerly. 

Smiling you push on the hard plates of his chest, his eyes go wide but he lets you move him until his shell bumps the wall. You take his face in your hands, gently adjusting his mask. 

“Ready?” He nods again, licking his lips. 

Your thumbs running along his cheekbones, you lean up on your tiptoes, tilting your face to meet his. His lips are considerably larger than yours, but are warm and soft. He’s gentle, afraid he might mess up, but you feel his shoulders loosen. 

You pull away, trying not to giggle as he leans forward, recapturing your lips. His hands, shakily, go to your waist, pulling you closer. Gaining a small spark of confidence, he splays his palms across your back, holding you close. 

Needing air, you pull away, panting heavily you meet his eyes. He’s smiling and panting as much, if not more, than you are. 

“How was that for a first kiss?” You giggle, kissing his chin. 

“Not sure, perhaps you should give me another,” He leans in, pressing his lips to yours again. 

He was such a gentleman. 

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tags: @flufftober @turtle-babe83 @thelaundrybitch @mysticboombox @strawberrycakeblog

[hug-me-brutha]

Looking up the history of hair in jewellery and wondering how many of yall are aware of the fact that a lock of Alexander Hamilton's hair was given to one of his law partners in a ring by Eliza after his death? The receiver of the ring, Nathaniel Pendleton, was also Hamilton's second in the final duel with Burr.

This is the ring

[kebriones]

Do you paint too or do you mainly draw

I do also paint occasionally

[candycatfalls]

WOAGH LOOK GARY THERE I AM

[ectonurites]

also i know i just posted tht newer photo but i found a 2015 'initial test of my Robin Steph' photo from when i was first building it and MAN. the side by side is funny