#Anyway hello from Portugal

[theirloveisgross]

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[wileys-russo]

Emily fox, “you’re quite intimidating you know”, night club/team night out

e.fox II intimidating

"why don't you just go and say hello, she doesn't bite!" lotte teased, nudging her friend who blushed red and elbowed her. "we've spoken before!" emily defended with a huff and a roll of her eyes.

"yeah at training, 'i'm open on your left!' hardly counts as a conversation." alessia chimed in on her other side, the three tar heels squished together on a lounge chair, the entire team out for the night to bond before everyone was due to head away to portugal, captains orders.

"em, you've been here for two weeks man and you've said about ten words to the girl! i don't get it, she's lovely." lotte pushed again nodding in your direction where you were stood at the bar laughing at something kyra said, shoving her head away from you.

"why are you two being so bossy! there is an entire team for me to bond me." emily gestured around to the multitude of mostly blondes gathered around the little area they'd booked off for dinner and a few drinks.

"exactly, but there is only one forward that you keep avoiding like the plague." alessia grinned knowingly. "is that maybe because you think she's fit." lotte teased, poking at the brunette who huffed.

"no! we don't say fit anyway, thats so english." emily pulled a face and sipped on her drink. "i hate to remind that you now...live in england." lotte laughed with a shake of her head.

"sorry. do you just think she's so hot?" alessia chimed in again with a horrendous attempt at an american accent. "not the valley girl voice." emily sighed with a shake of her head.

"i don't even know her! you're both idiots." emily insisted finishing her drink. "well you clearly want to know her. you're always glancing at her, watching her from afar, blushing when she smiles at you. since when are you so shy around pretty girls foxy!" lotte grinned as the american buried her face in her hands.

"what is this? haze the new girl?" emily grunted with a roll of her eyes. "she's very single, you're very single. we're not telling you to get on one knee, but you can't avoid her all season." alessia laughed before a new look settled across her face.

"no less don't give me that, i know that look. thats your meddling look!" the american groaned, having seen it many times throughout their time at college together.

"me? meddle? i don't know what you mean." alessia gasped in mock offence, sliding away from them and standing to her feet. "less where are you going? less? less!" the american defender whisper shouted to the blonde who pointed to her empty glass and pouted, but headed right over to you.

"next rounds on you less? thats so kind!" kyra cheered in greeting, slinging an arm around the blonde as you chuckled at your national teammate. "kyra stop being a pest for thirty seconds would you? shoo!" you gestured with your hands as the younger girl scowled and flipped you off but slunk away to find someone else to annoy.

"what are you drinking?" alessia smiled, bumping her shoulder into yours and nodding down to the lack of a drink in your hand. "water." you winked in return as the blonde pulled a face.

"boring! tomorrow is a day off. i thought australians knew how to drink?" alessia teased, waving over the bartender and respecting your wishes none the less.

"this ones emily's. i'm dying for the toilet, can you take it over to her for me?" alessia asked nodding down to the other drink she'd ordered, basically running away before you could even say something.

"typical." you sighed, dodging kyra who tried to steal the other drink and making a beeline for your newest teammate. "hey i need to speak to leah about something, be right back." lotte interrupted her friend mid conversation, emily frowning at the sudden way she stood and hurried off.

"hey!" but her face paled and eyes widened as you smiled down at her, offering her the other drink in your hand. "less got it for you, ditched me with it at the bar though." you rolled your eyes playfully and raised an eyebrow when the american didn't make a move.

"its not poisoned, you can drink it." you teased, but the friendly demeanor faded as emily tried desperately to make her brain and mouth match up, only able to open and close it wordlessly.

"okay...i'll just leave this here for you then." you frowned, slowly placing it on the table in front of her with a smile that this time didn't meet your eyes as you turned to leave.

"no wait! please sit." emily finally found her words as you hesitated for a second and she slid over slightly, gesturing to the space beside her. though as you sat down and she grabbed the drink with a quiet thank you, the uncomfortable silence returned.

"you know i think those four words are the most i've heard you speak. i thought americans were supposed to have big personalities?" you tried again with a slight teasing tone, leaving the space open for if she'd jump in.

"well i thought australians were known for drinking!" emily tried with an awkward smile as you shook your head. "why does everyone think that? there is more depth to us than that!" you laughed, sipping on your water.

"well you're quite intimidating you know." emily admitted as you looked at her in a mix of surprise and shock. "me? like you're one to talk you avoid me like i have a disease!" you laughed as the brunette look confused.

"i don't! i promise. or i didn't mean to if it seems i have been." emily sighed apologetically. "i thought you may have been avoiding me after the last time we played the US, that tackle." you winced at the memory, given a yellow card for the way you'd accidentally swept her legs out after she'd gotten rid of the ball.

"that? oh i was ready to kill you...months ago. i hadn't even given it a thought since then, well until now." emily assured with a smile that you returned, seemingly relaxed a little more at her words.

"i'm just...awkward? and you seem to have everyone and everything figured out, i've not heard anyone say a bad word about you." emily revealed as your smile softened. "you don't seem awkward. and i've had a couple of years to find my feet, you'll do the same too!" you bumped your shoulder into hers gently.

"okay i'll tell you a secret." you placed your water down on the table and turned to face her a little more. "i'm not drinking because i'm taking my driving test tomorrow and i've already failed it three times, last thing i need is a hangover." you groaned quietly, cheeks warm with embarrassment.

there was a pause of silence and you wondered if you'd said the wrong thing until finally as you were about to stand up there was a break through.

"stop laughing at me it isn't funny! i told you that in confidence." you huffed glaring at her as she clutched her stomach. "how did you fail it three times? i've been here a month and i passed first try!" emily shook her head in disbelief.

"i can't parallel park." you mumbled, eyebrows furrowing and crossing your arms as you huffed. "what? its easy!" emily laughed again as you sighed. "i just get all the angles wrong and i panic and well the last time i clipped the car in front." you blushed bright red, something emily had to admit was an adorable sight.

"no way." "way, its tragic."

"hey kyra! thirsty?" you frowned in confusion as emily called over the younger girl, handing over the drink she'd barely touched as the midfielder snatched it with a beaming grin and a thank you.

"what did you do that for? you know she won't buy you one in return, she's a massive scab." you rolled your eyes knowing the girl all too well, owed many a drink you know you'd never see.

"what are you doing on your day off tomorrow?" emily questioned ignoring the one you'd asked her as you shrugged. "groceries, sleeping in-" you started to list off the errands on your list as the american shook her head.

"wrong. we're going to get up early and get a coffee, maybe some breakfast, then i'm teaching you how to parallel park before your test." emily responded confidently, waving off your attempts to say no.

"okay, its a date." you eventually gave in with a grin, noticing the slight change in her facial features and the way her eyes widened. "oh i'm so sorry i don't mean like-" you hurried to back track but the american held up a hand, catching alessia's eye over your shoulder.

"yeah, it is a date."

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Camp Wiegman-Part 80

Lucy Bronze x Ona Batlle

Alternative Universe: Military School

Words: 5K

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Saturday, April 16; 5:30 PM - Porto Airport.

Here we are, in Porto. I can hardly believe it. I mean, I'm from Portugal, but I've never been here. It's always been a city I've wanted to visit, and here I am. Lucy smiles at me to reassure me.

"Are you ready?"

"As if I had a choice."

She laughs softly and steals a kiss. She's lucky I love her madly. In a few minutes, we're going to get off the plane and meet her parents. Despite her teasing, I can tell Lucy's been nervous since yesterday. She gave me a little rundown of what to expect, and honestly, I have no idea how to act.

"I love you. Don't forget that."

"I know."

We exchange a smile, and we walk hand in hand down the disembarkation corridor. My hands are sweaty. There are people all around us. When we reach the hall, I let Lucy take the lead in looking for them, as I've never seen them. All I know is that her father is really tall and her mother have white hair.

"I see them! Are you coming?"

"I'm right behind you."

She guides me while I keep looking around for them. I finally smile when I see Alexia running toward us. I barely have time to let go of my girlfriend’s hand to catch her in my arms.

"You’re finally here!"

I let out a sigh. I had forgotten they arrived before us. That’s great news.

"Hey. I’m so relieved to see you."

"Me too! I have so much to tell you."

"Really? Did you have a good week?"

I almost forgot she spent the week with Jenni and her sister. I imagine she has lots to share.

"It couldn’t have been better. And you? You look like you got some sun."

"A little, yes," I giggle.

I glance over her shoulder to see Lucy standing next to her parents and Jenni. I smile especially when I see her in the arms of a woman I assume to be her mother based on her appearance.

"You’ve already talked to them, I guess?" I ask Ale.

"Yeah. Your mother-in-law is a bit... I don’t know. Intimidating? She’s something else."

"Thanks, Ale. That’s really reassuring," I mock.

"Sorry," she laughs. "Just giving you a heads-up."

I nod. Anyway, Lucy already warned me that her mother would be the one to intimidate me the most with her cold demeanor. In a way, it reminds me of Lucy when we first met. She was the same, so I guess it’s not insurmountable.

"Her dad, on the other hand, is adorable. He hasn’t stopped chatting with us."

I glance at him. Once again, Lucy warned me not to judge by appearances. He reminds me of my dad, but even more impressive.

"That’s something, at least."

"Come on, I’ll go with you through this tough moment. We’ll chat later."

I nod. I can’t run away forever. Alexia links her arm with mine to guide me. I let her. I’d rather do that than have time to overthink. Lucy smiles immediately when she sees us. Ale lets go of me when my girlfriend reaches out her hand. I take it and don’t hesitate to snuggle against her.

"Mom, Dad, this is Ona, my girlfriend. Ona, this is Diane , my mother , and Kim, my father."

"Hello," I say timidly. "I’m happy to finally meet you."

"And we are too. Lucy has told us a lot about you. Don’t be shy around us. We’re glad Lucy’s brought someone home."

"Well, that puts a lot of pressure on me."

The words slipped out, but they seem to amuse her father, who catches me off guard with a hug that tenses me up. Lucy smiles with amusement beside me. Maybe this trip won’t be as bad as I feared. Well, except for her mother, who has been staring at me the whole time. Lucy’s father saves me from having to approach her by suggesting we hurry home. Lucy kisses my temple, wrapping her arm around my shoulders as we walk.

"You’re doing great, honey," she whispers. "You’re perfect. Just keep being yourself, and everything will be fine."

Her words give me the strength I need for what’s ahead. The non-interaction with her mother bothers me a bit, but I suppose I’ll have to get used to it for now. Lucy said not to expect much from her at first.

"You all must be starving," her father says as we head toward the exit after collecting our bags.

"Oh, yes, you’re not kidding," Jenni replies. "I’ll be glad when we’re home."

"You’ll have to wait a bit. We invited your parents for dinner tonight. We thought it’d bring back good memories."

"What a great idea. Are we having a barbecue?"

"Of course. You’ll help me grill the meat."

"Gladly!"

It seems like everyone’s looking forward to tonight. I really hope everything goes well.

Saturday, April 16; 7:30 PM - Bronze House.

Lucy loved my house, but she didn’t do too badly with hers either. It’s a small house with a lovely, well-kept garden. Like me, they live away from the city, in a very friendly neighborhood. It’s peaceful. You can’t hear anything, even though we’re outside sipping a drink for now. The Dads and Jenni are handling the grilling. Jenni looks a lot like her dad. The mothers are, to my relief, inside preparing salads. I have some breathing room and, more importantly, an escape from my mother-in-law’s watchful eyes. She won’t stop. I feel like she’s scrutinizing my every move. It’s very unsettling. Thankfully, Alexia keeps me relaxed with casual conversation.

"I need to use the bathroom before we sit down," I tell Lucy. "Can you show me where it is?"

"I’ll come with you."

"Oh no, you don’t have to. Just tell me."

"Sweetheart, I’m coming with you," she insists. "We’ll be back in ten minutes," she tells Ale.

"No problem, I’ll check in on the others in the meantime."

She winks at me as we walk into the house. Lucy takes me upstairs, which feels strange at the moment. But then she opens the door to the bathroom, right next to her bedroom. At least now I know I won’t have trouble finding it if I need to during the night.

"Thanks."

"Is everything okay, love?" she asks, stopping me with her question.

"Yes, of course. Why wouldn’t it be?"

"Well, you’re not as cheerful as when we left Lisbon."

"Well… your mother is quite the character, but I’ll be fine."

She chuckles softly, sliding her hands around my waist.

"I know, I’m sorry if she’s making you uncomfortable."

"Oh no, don’t apologize. It’s not your fault, and honestly, she’s not making me that uncomfortable. I haven’t even spoken to her yet."

"You’re right," she sighs. "I know she likes to observe before acting, but she’s never been this intense. I’ll say something to her eventually."

"No! Please don’t, Lucy. I don’t want her to think I’m playing the victim or anything."

She sighs heavily. I cup her cheek, and she looks up at me.

"And then what? I’m not going to let her create tension between you two during this trip."

"Well, I don’t know… Maybe she’s waiting for me to approach her? Maybe I should make the first move. What do you think?"

"I’m not sure you’re ready to—"

"Ready for what?" I interrupt. "I think I’ve been through enough to handle a conversation with your mom, Lucia."

"That’s not what I meant," she sighs.

She averts her gaze, clearly thinking it over. I can tell she’s nervous. Either she’s hiding something serious, or she doesn’t think I can handle her mother.

"Okay… If you feel like facing her, go ahead. She’ll appreciate the gesture."

"Thank you."

I smile and kiss her gently.

"Can I use the bathroom now? »

"Yes," she laughed. "I'll wait for you."

She let go of me, and I hurried to take care of what I needed to do. I washed my hands and came back out. Lucy was leaning against the door, looking deep in thought. I stood in front of her and wrapped my arms around her.

"Hey, how are you?"

She shrugged.

"I don’t know. It’s always strange coming back here."

"I can see that. We're far from peace and quiet, huh?"

"Yeah," she chuckled.

I gently stroked her hair, full of love.

"Do you want to talk?"

"No, it's fine."

"Okay... You know I love you, right?"

A small smile formed on her lips.

"Yeah, it seems like it..." she replied playfully.

"You think that’s funny, huh?" I asked, pulling away a little.

"Just a bit."

A small gasp escaped me when she flipped the roles. I found myself pressed against the wall, speechless as she kissed me softly. I kissed her back with growing desire.

"You’ll never love me as much as I love you," she teased.

"Wrong. I already love you more than you love me."

"No, I don't think so," she teased back.

"Girls! We're ready to eat!" Ale called from the stairs.

"Well, duty calls, it seems."

"Yeah, convenient for you."

"I don’t know what you’re talking about. Let’s go fill our stomachs instead of arguing over a debate that, in my opinion, has no possible outcome."

I chuckled softly.

"You're just afraid to lose, that's all."

"Are you done yet? I might start thinking you’re doubting my feelings."

She stepped back, crossing her arms. She was truly adorable when she pretended to sulk. Usually, it was me in that position. I tilted my head, smiling.

"Are you kidding? After our nights at the beach, there's no way I could ever doubt your feelings."

I moved closer to her again, pressing our bodies together. Her hand gliding over my hip caught me off guard, and once again, she had me pinned against the wall. My breath was short, but I let her kiss me once more, tenderly. I felt myself surrender more and more, and I loved it. I had developed an unshakable trust in her. Last week had truly been paradise. For the first time in a long while, I felt like I had fully found myself again. We were in perfect harmony, and nothing made me happier than knowing we’d be living together permanently in just a few weeks. I snapped back to reality when Lucy started to venture a little too far along my neck.

"Lucia," I whispered.

That didn’t seem to stop her, but a pinch on her butt certainly did the trick.

"Hey!" she protested.

"You made me wait for nights last week because we were under my grandfather's roof. Don’t think you’re going to get away with it any easier here."

"And what, exactly? Want me to find us a beach?" she teased.

"You’re ridiculous," I giggled. "We almost got caught more than once last night, remember?"

"Oh, come on, it was kind of fun, wasn’t it?" she teased, letting her hand wander under my shirt.

"Sure, but you weren’t the one half undressed when it happened."

"True," she laughed.

I gave in to her lips one last time. That’s when we were interrupted by the sound of a throat clearing. I panicked a little but relaxed when I saw Ale standing there.

"So, this is what you've been up to this whole time? We’ve all been waiting for you."

"Sorry about that," Lucy laughed. "We’re coming."

"I hope so!"

She turned around without checking if we were following. I was ready to go, but Lucy held me back one more time. I thought we were done.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Forget about all that for now. Don’t worry about my mom tonight. Focus on me, okay? I want us to have a good evening for our first night here. Can you do that for me?"

I took a deep breath but nodded.

"Okay," I murmured. "I’ll try."

"Thank you. I love you, don’t forget that."

I smiled as she kissed me one last time. Now it was time to keep my promise. I just hoped her mom wouldn’t traumatize me.

Sunday, April 17th, 08:30 AM - Bronze House

I groaned as I felt movement beside me. I reached out to place my arm over Lucy’s body, but I realized she wasn’t lying down anymore.

"What are you doing?" I mumbled.

"Shhh, go back to sleep."

"Where are you going?" I grumbled, blinking as she tried to get out of bed.

"I can't sleep anymore. Jenni texted me. We’re going for a run."

I sighed contentedly as she stroked my head. It felt so good. I closed my eyes again.

"You're leaving me alone?"

"We’re just doing a quick loop around the neighborhood. You won’t have to leave here without me, okay?"

"Hmm..."

I heard her words, but I was too tired to process them. Lucy chuckled at my response.

"I love you. See you soon."

I felt her lips against mine. I let out another small groan as she finally got out of bed. I wasn’t able to stop her, but instead, I slid over to her side of the bed, hugging her pillow to me. On the one hand, I hated that she left me alone for her morning runs, but on the other, I loved being able to enjoy her side of the bed in her absence. Without fully realizing it, I drifted back to sleep.

Sunday, April 17th, 09:00 AM - Bronze House

I stretched out in the big bed, realizing I was alone. I vaguely remembered why, thanks to Lucy’s departure. I sighed and reached for my phone. It was still early for me, but I could hear movement in the house. There was noise coming from downstairs. I didn’t know when Lucy had left, but I didn’t particularly feel like waiting for her up here. Knowing Alexia, she was probably still sleeping. She loved to sleep in as much as I did. Or, maybe she had gone with the others. That was a possibility too. I waited for a while, but eventually decided to get out of bed. It was ridiculous to stay there, and with a bit of luck, Lucy’s dad would be downstairs. I took the time to get dressed and make the bed before heading to the bathroom next to the room. I brushed my teeth and fixed my hair before heading downstairs. After all, I was at my in-laws’ house, and the least I could do was look presentable. My feet led me to the kitchen after I noticed the living room was empty. I instantly regretted leaving the bed when I saw that the only person there was Lucy’s mother, who had, of course, already spotted me.

"Good morning," I said, a bit awkwardly.

"Good morning, Ona."

"How are you? Is there anything I can help you with?"

The woman smiled. That was a first. I hadn’t received a smile from her yet. I’d had a pleasant evening yesterday, but I’d had to ignore her to avoid feeling uncomfortable.

"Lucy told us that you don’t particularly like cooking. Maybe you could set the table, if you remember where the silverware is."

I blushed furiously. Lucy had really told them that? We were going to need to have a little talk.

"Y-yes, of course," I stammered.

We’d put the dishwasher away last night, so I remembered perfectly where everything was. I moved toward the kitchen to start looking for the plates.

"So, she was right?" Lucy’s mother asked.

I swallowed hard. Had she painted me as some sort of failure to her parents? I felt embarrassed by the answer I was about to give.

"Yes, it's true. I never really took the time to learn how to cook, but I do help Lucy from time to time since we moved in together. Well, on weekends, at least," I added, unsure of how much she actually knew.

I prefer to stay honest. It’s not by lying that I will gain her sympathy. She doesn’t respond, so I step forward to the table to set down four plates.

“Are you planning to take care of my daughter?”

The question catches me off guard. She stopped what she was doing to look me straight in the eye. I realize she’ll probably judge my answer if it’s not what she expects.

“I understand you might feel uncomfortable with my behavior,” she continues. “But you have to understand, I only have one child. It’s my duty to know if she’s in good hands.”

I take a deep breath. In a way, I’m glad she started the conversation. I would have never had the courage to do it myself. Besides, the question was simple. I just needed to answer from the heart.

“I love your daughter, so of course, I’m going to take care of her. She’s my priority.”

“You love her, huh? So, you’re not with her out of interest?”

“What—what? No!” I reply, offended. “Lucy has given me so much, and I have genuine feelings for her. I would never use her.”

“Really? So there’s no ulterior motive? Not even a financial one?”

I laugh bitterly. This woman is something else. What does she think? I can see that my attitude doesn’t please her, but I can’t help it. I close my eyes for a moment, clench my fists, and collect myself.

“No, none at all,” I reply more harshly than I intended. “If you know so much, I imagine Lucy has also told you about my father’s death... So you should know I inherited everything from him. Even his house in Lisbon, so you can understand that I’m not in need financially.”

I don’t like that she’s doubting our love so much. Plus, forcing me to talk about my father—that’s the last straw. Unexpectedly, her eyes soften, which is rather disconcerting. Up until now, she’s only looked at me with judgment and coldness.

“I did hear about that tragedy. My condolences. I’m also sorry for attacking you like this, but I’m still Lucy’s mother, and I have to protect her. She’s been through enough, but you seem to be good for her.”

Her words make my heart skip a beat. What does she mean by “been through enough”? Is she referring to her relationship with Keira? I don’t know why, but since what Lucy told me last week and how she’s been acting since we got here, I have doubts that it’s just that. Something else must have happened here too.

“I observed you a lot last night. I can see that you make my daughter happy, and after this conversation, you seem like a remarkable young woman. Know that Lucy needs support, even though she’ll never admit it.”

I struggle to hide my surprise. Until now, I never noticed that Lucy needed support. On the contrary, she’s always the one who’s supported me.

“Don’t look so surprised. You’re already supporting her without even realizing it, so keep it up. The only thing I’ll ask of you is to never betray her or break her heart.”

I blink several times. Am I to understand that she’s finally giving me her approval? It touches me in a way, considering the person standing in front of me. I blush despite myself and nod.

“Absolutely not, ma’am. I wouldn’t even think of it. I love her far too much to do something like that. I fully intend to keep Lucy by my side forever.”

She nods calmly, with a small smile.

“Good. I’m trusting you with my daughter, then. Take care of her. And you can call me Diane from now on.”

A weight lifts off my shoulders at those words. The conversation is going well.

“Welcome to the family, Ona.”

Definitely going well. Her words warm my heart. She’s clearly offering me recognition. I smile gently.

“Thank you... Diane.”

“Do you like pancakes?”

“Oh yes, especially Lucy’s,” I admit enthusiastically.

“Well, you’ll have to settle for mine today. But they shouldn’t be much different from my daughter’s since I’m the one who taught her.”

I smile softly and nod. I continue setting the table, and when I’m done, I hear the front door slam. My girlfriend’s laughter and Jenni’s echo in the hallway before they appear in the room.

“Hello!” she says cheerfully.

Her expression shifts to surprise when she sees me here. She wasn’t expecting it. After all, she asked me to wait upstairs. But that was out of the question for me. I wanted to take the opportunity to talk with her mother, and now that’s done.

“Hey,” I greet them.

“Oh, you came downstairs after all.”

“You told her to wait upstairs?” her mother scolds. “I wasn’t going to eat her.”

“Oh, with you, who knows,” Lucy laughs before coming over to hug me. I let myself relax until I catch a whiff of her scent. I grimace and try to push her away, but she holds on tighter.

“You stink,” I point out.

“What? You don’t like my natural scent?” she teases.

“Yes, but definitely not your sweat.”

She laughs before kissing me. Her lips carry me away every time. It’s as if I melt in her arms.

“Everything okay? She didn’t torture you too much?”

“No,” I giggle. “Everything went fine.”

She nods, glancing briefly at her mother, who doesn’t seem concerned about us.

“Are you and your girlfriend staying for breakfast, Jenni?” she asks instead.

“No, I’m heading home. I’m expected there, and I need a shower too.”

“Great idea,” Lucy comments. “We’ll take one as well. See you this afternoon?”

“Yeah, we’ll text to figure something out.”

“Okay, sounds good.”

“See you later.”

She turns around and leaves as if it’s nothing. Something tells me she feels right at home here. She seems very comfortable and well-accepted by my girlfriend’s family. Lucy catches my attention by kissing my cheek.

“Are you done here? Will you join me?”

“Oh, um…”

I blush. I think I understood what she meant earlier when she said “we” to Jenni. I glance at her mother for some sort of approval. She doesn’t seem to care. She’s not even looking at us. I turn back to Lucy, who has a mischievous expression.

“We can’t do that,” I say softly so only she can hear.

“Come on. No one’s upstairs, and we can talk about what happened while I was gone.”

She teases me, playing with the hem of my t-shirt. I shake my head, but Lucy isn’t giving up.

“Mom, will you call us when it’s ready?”

“Yes, go ahead. We’ll call you when it’s time.”

“Perfect, thanks.”

Lucy grabs my hand and leads me upstairs before I have a chance to understand what’s happening. I hardly recognize her. She’s never been this persistent. We arrive upstairs, and she guides me into the family bathroom.

“You’re exaggerating. We can’t do this here.”

"We're not going to do anything. I just want to take a shower with you. Is that too much to ask?"

She tilts her head while teasing the back of my bra under my t-shirt. I roll my eyes but smile nonetheless. She seems to really want this moment, so I give in.

"Just a quick shower, but don’t say I didn’t warn you."

"Thank you, my love. I’ll go get some clothes. You get the towels ready."

She gives me a quick kiss before disappearing into her bedroom. A pretty spacious room, by the way. It’s about the size of our room in Manchester, with fairly neutral colors. Actually, it resembles her apartment’s style a lot—minimalistic, but very pretty and harmonious. I listen to her and go in search of the towels. This room has a bathtub, a shower, and some storage cabinets. I hope she doesn’t get any ideas when she sees the bath... She's been quite playful these past few days. I jump when arms suddenly wrap around me from behind. I didn’t even have time to look before she’s already here.

"Haven’t you taken your clothes off yet?" she whispers.

"I was waiting for you. And honestly, I haven’t even found the towels."

I turn around to face her and also to check if the door is locked, which it is.

"Did you lock it?"

"Of course. Now, undress."

She kicks things off by stripping off her clothes, letting them fall to the floor. Unlike her, I plan on putting mine back on, so I fold them neatly. Meanwhile, she turns on the water and checks the temperature. I feel happy to be getting more comfortable around her. She makes me feel wanted. It's been a long time since I’ve felt that way.

"So, where are the towels?" I ask.

"Right here, look."

She points to a cabinet right next to the shower. I grab two for later. When I turn around, Lucy already has her hand on my waist.

"You're really eager today," I giggle. "What’s going on with you?"

"I don’t know. I just want to spend time with you."

"Quick, remember," I say as she pulls me under the water.

"Promise," she laughs. "Just a shower," she murmurs against my lips.

I smile as she kisses me, closing the door behind her. We try to share the water jets as best as we can. The space is smaller than anything we’ve been in before. Lucy keeps her promise and just focuses on washing me. She takes her time, lost in thought. I know she enjoys doing it, so I don’t say anything. I like it too. The way she looks at me makes me feel like a wonder of the world. It’s so crazy, considering how much I dislike my body.

"Everything okay?" I ask.

"Of course," she says, smiling softly. "I’m with you, so everything’s fine."

She says that, but I can tell something’s bothering her. She kisses me, so I stay quiet. I rinse off once she’s done. Now it’s my turn to pamper her. I start with her hair. I smile when I see her close her eyes. Looks like someone really needed this. I understand better why she insisted on having me with her. I take advantage of the moment to kiss her shoulder.

"Don’t start if you want me to stay calm," she mumbles.

"Oh, but you will stay calm. It’s my turn to take care of you."

"Really, hmm?"

She sighs in contentment as I give her a scalp massage. I start to wonder if she’s simply letting go...

"Yes. I know how to do it, and you seem to need it."

"You’re right."

I smile. It’s rare for her to admit things like this, especially so easily. That must mean it’s true.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I whisper.

"No."

"Ladies, dinner will be ready soon," comes the distinct voice of Lucy’s father, interrupting us.

"We’d better hurry up," my girlfriend advises.

"Okay..."

I let it go for now. She really doesn’t seem to want to talk. I get the sense I’m not the only one who’d prefer to escape the past... I finish washing her quickly so we can get out. The last thing I want is to upset Lucy’s parents, even if everything seems to have settled down.

[magics-neptunes-things]

Stay With Me

Hi guys!

I've got a lot of request for a new Luna one (one, two, three, four, five) so here it is :)

Enjoy ♥

TW : Mention of injury, a little bit of angst, massive fluff

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Back in the hotel room that Lucy shares with Ona after her morning walk, the English woman can only smile in front of the view that offers itself to her. Ona, sitting at the small desk in the bedroom, is deeply focused on the screen of her laptop that she insisted to take with her. And for good reason, the young fullback, in addition to being a professional footballer, has embarked herself on financial studies and is currently in full revision. Not a lot of people know that the Catalan started it. It was something she started in back in Manchester and that she's still working on.

But what makes Lucy smile is Ona's concentrated face and her slight frown. She putted on her glasses, her hair is loose and she’s so focused on her notes that she doesn't even realize that Lucy has just entered the room. If Lucy hadn't found her girlfriend so attractive as she is right now, she would probably have pouted.

Ona finally notices Lucy's presence, but she doesn't leave the screen with her eyes. It’s only through her smirk that Lucy knows she’s been spotted. But this doesn't prevent the brunette from putting her two hands on the back of Ona’s chair, trying to decipher Ona’s notes taking in Spanish, over her shoulder.

"Hello there" whispers Lucy, laying a kiss on Ona’s neck, making her shiver. "You’ll have to finish soon Sweetheart, we’re going to leave for the stadium"

Ona responds with a simple throat noise, finishing to write her sentence as well as she can since Lucy has laid a new kiss on her neck and now her lips are slowly rising towards her neck.

"Lucy" warns Ona, smiling anyway.

Ona was going to ask her girlfriend to behave herself, but suddenly there are teeth against her skin and brain short circuit.

"Mh?"

"If you continue, it won’t be my studies that will make us late"

Lucy laughs softly but retreats, offering her hand to help Ona to get up.

"I can’t help it. These glasses are doing things to me"

Ona rolls her eyes but faces her after getting up, passing her arms around Lucy’s neck for a delicate kiss. But it's quickly interrupted by strong knocks to the door and the perfectly recognizable voice of miss Putellas.

"Lucy Bronze, take your dirty hands off my sweet Ona and come down, it’s time!"

If Lucy grumble, Ona laughs softly as she hears the voice and the words of their captain. Alexia has always been very supportive and sweet about their relationship, Ona still remembers perfectly the comfort she found in the blonde when she found herself facing Lucy's reaction at the end of the World Cup final. Alexia had put her arm around her shoulders and reassured her, advising her to give Lucy time to digest things.

And she was right. When Ona took a second shy approach in Lucy’s direction after handing over the cup, it was Lucy who took the Spanish in her arms and apologized at length for her reaction. Then came the moment between the two girls that the photographers immortalized, the rest of the world far from suspecting that the two young women were in reality already in love for several months.

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A few hours later, the two women are on the football field, playing the final of the Champions League. The game being played in Portugal, many Barcelona fans made the trip and are easily recognizable thanks to their colors. The ambient noise is particularly high, but this doesn't prevent Ona from being fully focused on her game.

The stress and pre-game pressure gave way to a determination without fail. After a short stint in the middle of the season with all the matches they had to play, Ona regained her usual form and quality of play.

Barcelona led only 2-1 in the sixtieth minute, despite a Barcelona domination. Frustration begins to be felt by the opposing team, which can't pass the midfield and the wall formed by the Barcelona's defense.

Ona will need to review the images to understand what really happened, but what she knows is that she finds herself suddenly on the ground with a radiating pain in her knee after one of the opposing players has fallen on her. Or rather, Ona will realize it by reviewing the images, fall on her knee with her boot first.

Ona’s cry of pain echoes throughout the stadium and Lucy feels her blood freeze in her veins. Despite being located on the other side of the field, Lucy is the second to join Ona, only Alexia who was nearby has done faster than her. Between the fact that they speak too fast in Catalan and that Ona’s voice is distorted by pain, the English woman has a hard time understanding what they were saying.

However, when she hears Alexia talk about ACL, she is not far from the malaise.

"It's her ACL?" Lucy asks in a scared voice.

"I don’t know" whispers Ona, her breathing difficult.

Lying on her side, her face hidden in her arm, the pain seems to be difficult to bear. Lucy knows perfectly well that Ona is far from sensitive to pain.

Crouching at the head of Ona, Alexia asks the questions instead of the nurses of the club yet came to take care of the Catalan. Too absorbed by her girlfriend’s twisted pain face, Lucy finds it hard to focus on anything else. When the nurses ask Ona to roll on her back, Lucy grabs her hand and doesn't release it when she perhaps should have. But Ona grab it and squeeze it hard anyway.

Neither of them have done what people like to call a "hard lunch", but they don’t hide either. Lucy has never been one to appreciate the demarcations of affection in public, they have never had too "strong" gestures. Even if she must admit that the English woman quickly succumbed to the constant need to be physically close to Ona.

A few minutes later, Ona sat down and seems reassured by hearing the different sentences made by the nurses. Their voices more posed than Alexia’s earlier allows Lucy to understand that a rupture of the ligaments seems to be excluded, but that Ona will have an impressive bruised.

"We can put stitches, if you want" the nurse proposes by carefully observing Ona’s numerous wound.

"I’m going to have to get out of the field and get substitute for that, right?" mutters Ona.

"Yes" simply answers the nurse

"Can I keep playing like this without the stitches?"

"Yes" answers again her interlocutor after a split second "But we will protect it correctly. And it is obviously on condition that you can walk"

"Ona…" gently makes Lucy.

She obviously understands Ona’s mindset, she too would be gutted to leave a Champions League final on injury. But it’s obviously out of the question for Lucy to let the woman she loves take risks. The two women only need an exchange of eyes to understand each other.

"I can do it, I feel it" promises Ona in a tone that she hopes will be soothing.

Lucy observes her attentively for a few seconds, her eyes plunged into Ona's chocolate eyes that she adores more than anything, before simply nodding.

The other two teams took advantage of this break to go to drink, the Spanish ones after obviously making sure that things were going well for Ona, so Lucy decides to stay next to Ona while her bandage is put in place.

"I’m sorry. I panicked a bit" Ona mutters to Lucy as the last bandage is put in to hold the protection around her knee.

"Me too" confesses Lucy without leaving her eyes.

The English takes the place of the second nurse and helps Ona to get up, her hands close to the young woman when she's up, ready to catch her at the slightest sign of weakness. But after testing several movements, Ona nods to the staff.

"I think I’m okay" breath Ona.

But Lucy still takes care of accompanying behind the line so the match can resume. And, without really realizing what she is doing, leans over Ona to kiss her before leaving. When it hits her, Lucy changes direction at the last moment and her lips settle at the corner of Ona’s, who feels her breath stop briefly under the surprise.

A split second later, Lucy turned around to take her place back on the pitch, hoping no cameras weren’t turned in their direction. (They totally were)

About thirty minutes later, the whistles announcing the end of the game rang out. Salma managed to secure the team’s lead by scoring a third goal, so the victory did not escape them. And it’s therefore with a joy hardly measurable that Ona wins her first Champions League. If she directly crosses Lucy’s gaze to whom she addresses a big smile, it’s Ingrid who takes her first in her arms, the Norwegian woman jumping in the arms of the first teammate near her.

The ceremony cup gives Ona the impression of walking on a cloud. She’s simply unable to stay away from Lucy during these moments, not knowing if she will spend at least an extra season in Barcelona. Lucy never extend her contracts, each time wishing to see what other places have to offer to her. Ona knows that an extension has been offered to her, just as she knows that Manchester City, Lyon or even American teams are interested in her.

If the idea of returning to a long-distance relationship like they were before last summer seems possible if Lucy leaves for Lyon or Manchester, the idea of being separated from her by an entire ocean and different time zones terrifies her. She's terrified that Lucy can lose interest with her and their relationship. But she never talked to Lucy about it, obviously not wishing to be a brake on her career.

The fullback decides to push these thoughts into a corner of her head for the moment, preferring to focus on the celebrations and the present moment. However, Lucy doesn't miss the dreaming look of her girlfriend when she watches the golden confetti falling from the sky.

Not resisting the urge to be with her, Lucy approaches Ona, signaling her presence by placing a light hand in the hollow of her back. Quickly leaving her observation, Ona addresses a tender smile to her girlfriend who gives it back to her.

"Are you okay?" asks Lucy, again almost disconcerted as she dives into Ona’s eyes.

Her chocolate eyes now seem glittered with gold, reflecting the sparkle of confetti around them.

"Perfectly" assures Ona with a small smile, even though the pain in her knee seems to wake up now that the adrenaline is slowly passing. "You?"

"Better than ever"

Ona’s smile is magnified by seeing the real joy on Lucy’s face. The Hispanic has often teased Lucy by seeing her not taking advantage of the wins at the moment and immediately focusing on the next game, but tonight looks different.

"We were close to the hard launch" comments Ona, once again looking up at the confetti that still fall from the sky.

Her amused smile, however, makes Lucy widely understood that she’s not angry and that it even amuses her a lot. These stories of "hard launch" and "soft launch" having become a kind of running gag between them. Lucy laughs and rolls her eyes, giving her a little playful hip kick.

"Don’t be an ass. I was really worried about you"

"It would have been a shame if it was me coming out on an injury because of her knee, between both of us. I was afraid you couldn’t get up when you knelt next to me earlier" Ona tease.

"I will kneel in front of you as often as I can" smirk Lucy, bowing her eyebrows with a playful look to the implication of her sentence.

Ona obviously doesn’t need any further explanation but gives her a playful slap on the arm in return. The noise around them prevents anyone within fifty centimeters of them from hearing what they are saying and in any case everyone is too busy celebrating or chatting with other people.

"I'll always be here to help you getting up"

Lucy smiles again before biting her lower lip, looking closely at her girlfriend. She knows that the next words she says will surely trigger something, positive or negative. But it’s been a few days since her decision for the rest of her career has been made and she simply can’t keep the information to herself anymore. And it doesn’t matter if it’s not the right time.

"Well you can continue to do it on the pitches next year, by the way"

It takes a few seconds for Ona to understand what this sentence implies and she feels her heart miss a beat, mixture of joy and fear of having misunderstood.

"What?"

"I extended my contract"

"Lucy…"

Ona feels silly when tears tickle her eyes under Lucy’s watchful gaze, and even before she can do anything, they are already threatening to overflow.

"Is it real?"

"Yes" replies Lucy smiling, before adding almost timidly "I stay with you"

Ona’s cheeks are wet with tears when she jumps into her arms, pressing her face against hers before kissing her. Smiling against her lips, Lucy passed her arms around Ona’s waist to secure her and prevent her from falling. They will finally last a year and a half before one of their kisses is made public and that it probably formalizes their relationship in the eyes of people.

"Hard launch" grins Lucy.

And even if the gesture will be long teased by their teammates, it doesn’y matter for either of them. What does, however, is the happiness they both feel at this moment.

"I was so afraid of losing you" Ona confesses without really taking off from Lucy, however finding her two feet on the ground again.

"It will never happen, even if all the oceans of the world separate us, Ona. I promise."

[superm4ks]

love seeing lewis at the f1 academy races. idk much about doriane but it seems like lewis is a great mentor/friend to her

'idk much about doriane' bet so Miss Pin aka pocket rocket aka Iron Lynx prodigal french daughter started competing full time in the GT3 class of Le Mans wid the Iron Dames and scored 5 podiums and finished 5th overall. She stayed wid the Lynx for their entry in the European Ferrari challenge and decimated bitches wid 9 wins out 14. Then in 2022 she joined the Lynx for the last leg of the super tough Le Mans Series, set a fastest lap in Spa-Francochamps HELLO and then in Portugal they clinched the LMGT3 title. That was the first time an all women's team won a race in that series. Yall

Anyway 2023 Dori switched to the LMP2 category in endurance and her team got a podium finish. She was the first woman to receive the WEC revelation of the year award. Cud have stayed in endurance but the degree of her success, adaptability and overall racing style started raising some eyebrows in single seaters. F4 was disgustingly light work. Finished p2 her rookie year. F1 Academy emerged from the depths of Suzannes bob and Doriane was Merc's pick to represent the team on the grid along wid Prema. She IS a Merc junior officially so like in a sense shes also Lewis' rookie 🥹 Lewis was the only f1 driver who publicly called bs after she lost a win for crossing the checkered flag twice ((why did she do that I love her sm she was so excited)). Also Lewis once got asked to pick 2 drivers to build a team wid and he picked Miss Pin and I crode. Her f1a season was a lil lackluster only because we already knew shes an incredible wheeler so anything below p2 wud be strange but Abbi completely stole the show fr. ((Abbis fastest timed lap in her first ever session driving an FE car was 4.5 seconds slower than the fastest time of the official pre season 3-day test. 😐 Then u think about how she said she was relieved she won the title and got the fully funded seat because otherwise she wud not have been able to afford racing. A seat in GB3 btw which is like british f3 but worse and the engines are worse than the ones in the already very mid car she just won a world title wid and shes gonna be driving against a bunch of 16 year olds to score less SL points than she wud in FUCKING F4 lemme . OK . They had Russells crypto girlfriend hosting an event about women in motorsport bro I'm so sick of this fucking make up sponsored fucking league whtvr.))

Doriane was supposed to drive for this years 24 Hrs of Le Mans wid the Dames but had to withdraw due to broken ribs. She was also on Jimmy Kimmel because she hasn't suffered enough ig and she looked like this and said her fav track in the US was Road Atlanta because 'she likes the organs going up and down'. I wud kill for this woman. Thank u

[nedlittle]

hello besties and worsties i require your assistance

i'm trying to read at least one book from all 197-ish countries over the course of a few years and need RECOMMENDATIONS! any type of book is accepted, though i lean mainly towards historical fiction, literary fiction, and classics.

the book doesn't have to take place in that country but would be preferred! my only requirement is that the author be from said country, either living there/spending most of their life there or through diaspora (i.e. it felt wrong to exclude clarice lispector for brazil but i'm also reading a book by an afro-brazilian author)

starting with europe, here's my map thus far!

countries i've already read from are orange and countries on my tbr for are green. i'm still looking for books from the following countries: andorra, bulgaria, cyprus, czechia, kosovo, latvia, lithuania, liechtenstein, luxembourg, malta, portugal, san marino, slovakia, slovenia, and switzerland.

if you have a book for a country i've already filled in, feel free to rec it anyway! the only countries i'm not actively seeking recs for (bc i've read several books/have several on my tbr) are the uk, norway, denmark, russia, and ukraine

[yanxidarlings]

Just wanted to say i love ur characterisations for latin america!! On that note, since mexico was colonised forcibly adopted by spain, do you think he would share any behaviour traits with him?

you have no idea how much this ask excited me someone shares my interest in latin america yAY

absolutely.

my earliest thought of how spanish "little brothers" might adopt and trace their yandere traits back to him came from these headcanons, specifically the line "any sons probably would be". man, you just KNOW the latin american countries probably saw how antonio treated his darling, romano, maybe a shared obsession (a concept i've been dipping my feet in) and would have grown up assuming spain's behaviour was totally normal.

this would definately be at different degree's and depend on how deep spain got his claws into each latin american nation; for example, former colonies like the philippines and mexico, who i headcanon grew up around spain, would probably behave most similarly to spain, without even realising it really.

then there are nations like peru and argentina who i don't believe were raised as closely to spain as mexico might have been (i feel like colonial spain was all over the place, played favourites and favourites meant the most resource rich, obediant, catholic colonies), who would unconsciously develop more of his violent traits / scare tactics (especially argentina in this regard), or use their history with spain as a way to gain sympathy from their darling whilst also emulating the same manipulation tactics spain used on them as colonies (case in point; peru).

mexico is definately the most similar to spain as a yandere, at face value, he uses many of spain's favourite tactics, like manipulating his darling by crafting a them vs us dynamic, and fully buying into it himself as well; that's what makes spain so dangerous, he cannot see any fault in his actions.

i've been binge watching the handmaid's tale and as icky as the comparison might be, yandere spain is alot like fred waterford in this regard. but spain is much smarter than that sad sack of shit, and kind of knows what he's doing is manipulative, he just doesn't care or think it's wrong.

mexico on the other hand doesn't believe his actions are at all manipulative, he buys into what he says as much as he wants his darling to.

i haven't touched much on spain's 'darker' side as a yandere, but it is very much there, and unlike england or even germany, antonio is more than happy to harm his darling if they don't comply. the other two are serious and strict when 'forced' to punish their darling, but antonio is lighthearted, joking around as he causes them 'righteous' pain, which is what can make him such an unnerving yandere.

josé definately retains a more calm, lighthearted demeanor when upset with his darling, definately inherited from spain, but is less jolly and more 'matter-of-fact' about it; he definately wants to avoid harming his darling, and is more willing to let things slide that antonio wouldn't.

i've actually been thinking of starting a headcanon 'series' kind of based around yandere latin america/spain/portugal/romano for a while now, it's mostly centered around a specific character so i would probably write it on a themed sideblog, but i would probably also alter whatever i write there to be more 'reader insert' friendly and post it here!.

anyways hello again hetalia fandom, i live, until the next sporadic burst of inspiration *tips fedora*

[gemsofgreece]

Hello! I apologize if this is bad timing, but is there any way a foreigner can help with the wildfires? Maybe there are charities or organizations handling current fires that could use donations or something of the kind?

Thank you, and you don't have to respond! I only approached you because you seem knowledgeable, you don't have to do the educational work :)

Thank you so much for considering donating / supporting those affected by the fires. For the time being, I wasn’t able to find any open charities addressed to foreign people. I will keep looking just in case. If any Greek here knows any valid organisation accepting donations for the wildfires from abroad, please tell us.

If you ask me, honestly the best thing you can do right now is that should it ever come up to a conversation or a post or anything, just spread the awareness that this problem has got so monstrous dimensions across the country due to human mistakes and mass arsons, a lot of which are suspected to have questionable motives (I mean, beyond the standard motive of being an evil person lighting a fire just for the sake of it). It is crucial to spread this awareness because most people outside of Greece and the Mediterranean believe this is exclusively due to climate change and that Greece now has totally unnatural temperatures that cause these fires. This is not the case. Climate change is a factor for sure but wildfires have been happening since at least the sixties anyway. Nevertheless, 90% of the tragedies in the last 10 - 20 years are due to human neglect or criminal activity and not the climate crisis and this criminal activity grows exponentially every year while the government either is not able or not willing to confront, let alone solve the problem. So, again, if you want to offer in some way, spread this knowledge if ever given the chance. Knowing the true problem, exposing it beyond the borders, is what can mayhaps put pressure on the authorities, because for the time being they are hiding behind the convenience of the climate crisis and they are like “boohoo there’s nothing we can do, nobody can defeat the pLaNet’s WRatH”. Remember, the extensive, uncontrolled arson only exacerbates and accelerates rapidly the effects of the climate change. But they try their best to gloss over this except for the times the arsonists are caught in the act, when they have no excuses. There are already studies showing that Greece’s climate is fast morphing to an Egyptian / North African climate due to the hundreds of thousands of hectares burned annually. Athens has lost more than one third of its forests in the last 7 years. The second largest island of the country, Euboea, lost 85% of its uniquely beautiful forests three years ago and it keeps being set on fire still. Last year a 1% of the freaking entirety of the country was burned. A fire has been burning a forested mountain in the north for 29 days nonstop and nobody bothered to try to put it out until it poured rain on it a few days ago.

I can’t speak for other countries but I believe part of the wildfire problem at least in Albania, Turkey, maybe less so even in Italy and Portugal and other countries are due to questionable motives associated with privatisation of environmentally protected land and investment. This is happening outside of the Mediterranean too. I believe this to be a problem extending way beyond Greece, however I think Greece is among if not the most notorious for these wildfire causations in Europe.

[sunshinebarbarian]

Hello!! You can call me Pigeon! I'm 23F, from Portugal. I'm making this long ass post to give a little background information about the blog. I'm usually not into games like BG3, so I was a little late to the party, but boy am I glad to have arrived.

Click here to see the list of what I've already posted <3

I'm also posting on AO3!

One of my best friends kept talking to me about the game for YEARS and at some point last month Instagram decided to start recommending me fan edits of Astarion (which is funny because when she first asked me years ago who I'd pick, I very decidedly said Karlach) so I caved, and asked her to let me borrow it from her. When I was about 80 hours in, I broke and actually bought the game, because her account was being used and I didn't want to wait to continue my playthrough.

Neither of us expected me to get as much into the game as I did. Seriously. There's like 12 pages of screenshots I sent on discord of my own gameplay (a lot of it is Sol and Astarion kissing, oops), not to mention the unholy amount of reels and videos related to the game that we send each other.

Anyway, after about 180 hours (if you don't count the hours lost when I fucked up and had to reload the game) I finished the story, and proceeded to go cry in the corner. Instagram once again came to the rescue, when I started seeing posts from @meanbossart and I actually got obsessed with the way he draws his characters. I'd ride his dudrow to the Feywild and back if I had the chance. I'm not much of a visual artist, but I always loved writing, so I started writing Sol's adventures, because I was absolutely not ready to say goodbye to her (we spent over a month together! that's longer than some of my relationships). I'm doing it for myself, but I figured someone out there might enjoy it too, so I'm posting it. Plus this way I can save it more neatly than if I just keep using the notes app on my phone. I'm not new to Tumblr exactly, but I have never used an account for more than just snooping for particular posts. There's also AO3, but frankly that website confuses me and intimidates me.

Now, about Sol, and her story: I'm starting it pre nautiloid abduction, and will follow the choices that I made during the gameplay. I'm going to add some filling, to flesh out her character and her relationships with the whole gang, as well as just to give uniqueness to her story (otherwise you could just. play the game. and it'd be the same thing.). When I was creating Sol, I decided that I would play her as myself, making the choices that I would make, doing the things that I would do, so, the filling will be game/lore accurate still, and it will be based on my reactions and thoughts about game events. Luckily I have twelve pages of screenshots and a lot of messages to guide me. Once the game story is finished, I have ideas for how things will continue, because I refuse to let certain things remain the way they are, and I have attachment issues.

[blushcoloreddreams]

Packed for success - 16 tips for successful packing

Hello and welcome back to the blog!

We are headed on vacation soon, and I wanted to quickly do a little write-up for you all on some of my methods for packing. Enjoy!

1. Research your trip

I have been doing this method for a few years now, and it NEVER fails me! I'll sit down, take a pause, and really think about every single activity I'm about to embark on for my vacation. If I'm going to a foreign country, I'll research the local culture and clothing expectations: I'll of course, research the weather, look into all the activities I will be doing, and think through every single detail, from the terrain I will be walking on, to the types of restaurants we will be attending.

When I went to Portugal for a month, I made sure to meticulously research the climate, the weather, and all of the sites we were going to see.

2. Write a list (check it twice)

Obviously write a list. We all do this when we pack (I hope.) As long as I can remember, I have looooooved packing lists. As soon as the teacher sent home the packing list for the class trip, I could not wait to look through each detail and plan everything out. I'm still the same today, but now, I like to write my lists on notion, and reference it the week before we leave. Nothing is more satisfying than checking off a packing list!

3. Pack ahead of time

This seems obvious: we all have to pack before we leave the house! But I'm talking waaaaay ahead of time... like 3 days ahead of time! Of course, you can't exactly do this with your toiletries, but I have found that packing ahead of time always allows me a little wiggle room to figure out what I need, if I need to purchase anything, and what might need to be adjusted.

4. Pack your purse

This is an overlooked region of the travel aresenal, but I do NOT believe in having a messy purse full of ancient granola and chapsticks rolling around like tumbleweeds on the floor of your Kate Spade. No no no. Clean out your purse, set aside what you want to bring, and leave the rest. Pack it with your essentials, then add in some special extras like some extra concealer, a mascara, and anything else you might need for touch-ups along the way.

5. Clean your house

Before I go on a trip, I always clean the house. This is nice in case you have someone to be the house sitter, but also gives me peace of mind when I return, that I don't have a huge mess waiting for me. Returning home from a vacation can sometimes feel depressing, and there is no need to add a depressing house mess on top of that!

6. Check your dirty laundry pile ahead of time

Ideally, you are going to want to leave your home with NO dirty laundry because when you return, you're going to have a lot of laundry to do anyways, but if this is unfeasible, I encourage you to at least make sure that nothing you were planning on packing is hiding in the dirty laundry well in advance of your departure date. We've all played out the scenario of running around our home looking for that one specific black long sleeve we were planning to bring on vacation, only to realize it's lurking underneath three weeks of wet towels and dirty socks. Yuck.

7. Do a test-run of your outfits

I always always always test run my outfits. I try on what I plan to wear, see if I like it, and if I do, it goes in the bag! I can usually gauge what I'm going to want to wear based off of my favorite recent outfits, but just to be safe, I will test run the looks and see what works! This is also helpful if you plan on packing light, because you can switch up your looks and mix and match the pieces as you go.

8. Don't forget a technology bag

We always bring our technology with us when we travel, as I often have work to do, and it's nice to have a computer to watch movies on. We pack this up in advance as well, and always make sure that everything is secure, especially for air travel!

9. Pack the entertainment

This will be different for everyone. I used to bring physical books and things on vacation, but now I just download a few books from my kindle, download some podcasts, maybe an audiobook and make sure I have all the games on my phone I want. Of course, this means bringing headphones, extra phone chargers, and any other technology-related entertainment. So bring what works for you, and try to plan it as if you had no access to LTE or wifi, just in case.

10. Bring the little things

These are the little things that are specific to you. For me, this would be downloading a few podcasts for the flight, making sure I have an extra pair of underwear in my purse in case I feel grimy during travel, and usually a journal and pen for when I want to get creative or thoughtful. We all have little things we like that are specific to our personalities and idiosyncrasies: pack them up!

12. Combination Packing

When traveling with family it’s not a bad idea to pack clothes together if staying in the same room It streamlines everything, and makes it cheaper when we do air travel! Packing the other person’s clothes on one side, and mine on the other, and will employ packing cubes or the vacuum bags if necessary . Keeping things neat and tidy in the suitcase is an important aspect to having a great trip!

13. Pack your house up

I go through a checklist before we leave, locking all the windows, and throwing away the trash, pouring vinegar down the kitchen sink drain, and leaving the laundry machine open to breathe. I also make sure that the fridge doesn't have anything gross in it or that may become moldy by the time I’m back and that I have the temperature at the right levels. Can't be too careful!

14. Hair, makeup, skin, & accessories

I pack a separate bag for each of these things, but I do make sure to whittle down to only the necessities. I pack mascara, eyeliner, an eyelash curler, blush, foundation, concealer, and one small palette of eyeshadow, with a beauty blender and three brushes. Keeping it to the minimum makes life SO much easier. I also like to put my liquids and gels into cute travel-size carriers

16. Shoe protectors are key

A little trick I've learned is to wrap your shoes in plastic bags or shoe protectors when you travel to avoid getting your clothes dirty from any leftover shoe gunk!

17. Phone, keys, wallet, ID, passport REPEAT

This is what I repeat to myself as I walk around the house the morning before. Pro tip as well, if you know you will be needing your passport when you book your vacation, don't wait until the week before to check if it's still up to date! Get all that done ahead of time and cut out allllll the stress. I like to keep my keys on a cute keychain, secure my phone in a special purse pocket, and only take the essentials in my small snap-wallet.

15. Germ killers

I do NOT leave home without antibacterial gel on hand. I know that it is NEARLY impossible to avoid germs when you travel, but we should not give up the fight! I like to wear driving gloves if it's winter, for most of the flight, and use my antibacterial gel when before eating at a flight or airport. I also keep a medical face mask tucked away in my purse in case I get into a hairy situation with a coughing seat mate, God forbid

16. Pack your attitude

This is my last bit of advice, but you really should manage your attitude before a vacation. Vacations and trips are INVESTMENTS. They are investments into your happiness, and investments into the concept of making memories and exploring or relaxing during your time here on earth. When you enter into a vacation or a trip with a sour attitude, you are essentially robbing YOURSELF of your own investment, not to mention the fact that you are also robbing everyone around you of their investment. If you have a bad attitude on a trip, are prone to acting bitchy or rude when you travel, or have any other sort of unpleasant behavioral tendencies when it comes to vacations, knock it off. You will be happy you did.

Alright! That is all I have for you today. As you can tell, I'm always quite excited for a good trip.

xoxo,

Julia

[theyanderespecialist]

Japan's Goddess~ (Headcanons) Yandere Sengoku Period Japan X POC/Black Reader (Hetalia)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! These are very least the headcanons of the Sengoku Period In Japan which spans from 1467 to 1615. It was a time of civil war and a time for Samurai. So that will be some things we focus on in this! Also, Spain and Portugal were the only European countries that had established trade with Spain or even had contact with them until 1549 and in the 1470s Spain was active in Slave Trade. So the time period for this is roughly 1550 the year these headcanons are taking place in! Anyways, let's do this, please enjoy this chapter!] 

(Disclaimer: I obviously do not support slavery and think that racists are some of the most disgusting people on the face of this planet. This is roughly taking place 500 years, give or take, in the past. Which means there was a time period of racism. So there will be themes of that, but racism is NEVER okay and I do not support it!  Disclaimer 2: Japan is not yandere in canon! This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You know who you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life. Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon! Thank you! Disclaimer 3: The People of Japan do not act like Japan from the anime or like Japan in this video. Japan in this video and the anime is a fictional personification of Japan and does NOT represent what people in Japan act like. This is fiction and NOT supposed to be taken seriously!) 

-Yandere Headcanons With Yandere Sengoku Period Japan X Female POC/Black Reader From Hetalia-

.Japan is a Samurai and he takes great pride in that, right now his country is in the middle of a civil war and just last year he opened up trade with Spain. 

.This would be the first time meeting Spain for a meeting since the first one. 

.Spain had brought you, a woman who had been born in the slave trade and that had been gifted to him by his boss. 

.Spain was not a terrible master and you were treated better than most people in your situation. So you were grateful you did not have someone who would hit you are even whip you. You knew because of your skin color and being born in this world it could have been so much worse. 

.That is when Japan met you, he had never seen a person of color, and he was stunned by your beauty as the way your (colored skin tone) shines so radiantly in the sun. He was certain it would be even more enchanting under the moonlight as well~ 

.He was fascinated by you and he learned later that this was very rude because he had the urge to touch your natural hair, it was like nothing he had seen before. 

.He was very apologetic when you got upset with him just gently touching you, as it made you flinch a bit worried he would have pulled on it.  .You both spoke some Spanish so you could somewhat communicate but, Japan would use Japanese to his advantage and would give you compliments in Japanese like calling you his moon goddess or his cherry blossom in Japanese.  .He would love to show you his country, he would have persuaded Spain to let him show you around. 

.Spain would not mind and so you would be shown all over Japan and learn so many things about his country. 

.As a yandere for you he would buy the most amazing gifts he wants to treat you like the goddess you are and the goddess he sees you as. 

.When you get insecure about people staring at you because you are pretty much the first black woman they have ever seen. He is quick to reassure you that it is because you are so beautiful. 

.He makes sure that you are treated no differently than him, you are his goddess and so he wants you to be treated with the same amount of respect her receives if not more. 

.He would become flustered if he were to see you naked but very excited at the same time because your beauty is beyond words for him, but he wants to be respectful to you. 

.You were not an object to be owned or used, you were a woman, his woman, his goddess, and if he had his way his wife. 

.That is right he would talk to his boss about buying your freedom from Spain. 

.He was willing to maybe even give away some land to Spain so he could have you. 

.He would do anything for you to be a free woman and to be by his side as his wife because then he can ensure that you are treated like the Goddess he knows you to be. 

.He would not take no for an answer from Spain, he might be in the middle of a civil war but he is not going to let you be owned by anyone. 

.Yes you would be his wife one day, but he would respect you and treat you with the respect you deserve as his wife. 

.You would still be expected to obey your husband as the past did suck, but you would have the most freedoms you could in this day and age with being married to Japan. 

.He also shows you more love than you have ever had with anyone before. 

.You would feel so loved and how Japan is not big on touch but does make a point to hold your hand in his. 

.He gets so flustered by doing this but it is his way of showing everyone that he does not care that you are a black woman. 

.It shows the world that he loves you and your skin tone did not matter to him. 

.In fact, it was what drew him in first because you were like none of the women he knew, but what made him fall into obsessive love with you, was the person you were. 

.He was attracted to you at first sight, but he fell in obsessive with you over time and knew he did not want to live in a world without you by his side. 

.He is a protective yandere that would protect you with all he has, if anyone ever raised a hand or weapon to you he would strike them down with his blade! 

.No one will ever try and harm and if they did, they would be killed and maybe even publically executed and made an example out of. 

.If he does have rivals he shuts them down right away and has them sent to the front lines of the many wars in his country right now. 

.That way they would be dealt with and he was certain they would not make it out alive. 

.As there is a culture and slight language barrier he would take his time to teach you Japanese and how to write the calligraphy. 

.He is a patient teacher and loves spending time with you. 

.He also has a talent for art and well he would have various paintings of you in the nude and various states of dress~  .He tries his best to keep these private, he would be so embarrassed to think you would see him as some type of perve. 

.He would also learn how to care for your hair and skin, he wants to be able to have you treated like the Goddess you are after all. It took A LOT of research to learn but he did and he takes pride in being able to do it for you. 

.He would love to cook with you, learning recipes your mother taught you in secret and learning recipes you learned in your time working for Spain and him teaching you recipes of his country.  .He would love to share his country and culture with you and create a life with you. 

.He is going to marry you one day and make you immortal so that you can never ever leave him. 

.He would confess to you, the day he tells you he bought your freedom. 

.You to be honest would be so moved by what Japan had down for you that you would accept his love, even if you did not love him yet. 

.For a man you barely knew to love you and show pride in being with you and buying your freedom how could you say no? 

.You are now engaged to Japan and are the third most powerful person in Japan AND The most powerful woman in Japan! 

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS This is finally done, I hope you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy~]

[longbobmckenzie]

Hellooo! There are so few Roberto fans around. I was wondering if you had any HC’s about his home life, like what he’s like as a boyfriend? What he’s like if they’re long distance? What kind of car he drives and things like that? Love our beautiful portugese man 🥺

Hello, sweet anon!!! Thank you for the ask, our beautiful Portuguese man deserves some lovin' 🥺🥰

Fusebox only gives us random facts, so it's up to us to fill in the details...

Roberto Headcanons

Home life

So, we know based on the date and how much Roberto talked about his family that he's very family-oriented and close to his parents, grandparents, and siblings. I think he probably lived at home for a while simply because he didn't see the need to officially move out while he was in school, and because as a pilot, he's often away anyway. But he did eventually move to his own place, but not too far from his parents. Probably with a cousin or two as a roommate, tbh. He still goes home all the time though because that's where his loved ones are.

We also know he can cook, so he's not just going home out of necessity. He's absolutely a mama's boy (and avó's boy), but he helps out in the kitchen because there'd be hell to pay if he didn't!

He's also the only boy with two older sisters. Despite being the youngest (and he was absolutely teased in every way growing up), he's fiercely protective of them.

As a boyfriend

Roberto has dated extensively, but he's ready to settle down and he knows what he's looking for in a partner. He's also ready to learn from past mistakes (and there have been a few).

Roberto is basically Prince Charming. He's attentive, romantic, and will do whatever he can to make his partner feel loved and appreciated. I think his love languages include quality time (especially receiving) and gift giving (how he shows love to others). He's outdoorsy, so he'd love a girlfriend who's willing to do some of his favourite activities with him, and he'll absolutely return the favour - romcom night? Roberto is there. He'll be the guy who buys opening weekend Barbie tickets for him and his girl before Oppenheimer, just saying. Will cook a romantic candlelight dinner. In his own words, he wants the person he's into to feel like his entire world.

He's just as attentive as a lover. He's sensuous. His girl comes first, literally. But he'll very much enjoy the process, teasing her to distraction and edging her until she's begging him to let her come. He's not a dom, not really, but if he's in the right mood, he'll take all the control. We also know he's into costumes and roleplay (no wonder he has a job with a sexy uniform). You might expect his favourite to be pilot/flight attendant or passenger, but that hits a bit too close to home. Plus, you know he's been there, done that 😏But he'll indulge his girl if that's what she wants to do.

Long distance relationships

He hates it. Absolutely hates it. He thrives on being around his people, and he wants his partner there with him. He's already away from home a lot, so not being able to come home to his partner being home for him sucks.

That said, he's on Love Island knowing that a long-distance relationship is a possibility. And he's willing to relocate for the right person, even if it means being long distance for a while before that happens to make sure it's right. He'll be facetiming his girl from hotel rooms all over the world - it's the first thing he does when he checks in - and begging her to travel with him. He's absolutely paying for her tickets, too. Trying to plan his flights so he can see her or take her with him for a mini-vacation. Flying her to Portugal when she's able to get away from her own work/family so she can be there when he's home.

Ultimately, he values experiencing life with his partner. So if his partner isn't around, well... things get difficult.

What he drives

I debated this one. I think he'd like something sporty, but not too flashy. But at the same time, he needs something practical because a) he's not always home to drive, and b) he likes to do sports and go to the beach, and he's not gonna risk getting sand in his nice car all the time.

So, he drives a Seat Leon Cupra. It's a hatchback, so it's practical enough for his outdoors activities. It's got a nice body, but isn't too flashy. It's a fun drive, and it's a good daily driver. Someday he'll get something flashier (possibly an Alfa Romeo Giulia), especially once he's worked his way up and has a bigger salary, but for now, this'll do.

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This is long so I'll leave it at that, but I'm always happy to chat about our charming boy! Thanks again for asking!

[oonajaeadira]

Hello friend!

I'm here on Secret Springs business.

I spotted this magnet on your fridge from your recent trip, but you never told me which PPCU character you went with 😉

Who was your vacation buddy and what did the two of you get up to?

Love, El

Oh, El. Of course you are keen enough to pick up on that and make the correct assumption that I had a travel companion....

I wanted to surprise Pero for his birfday--you know how he loves that whole Eurasian middle-ages historical period--so I took him on a tour of the European fortress route that lies along the old towns where some of his ancestors came from. Most of the towns were in Spain and Portugal, but he had some ties to the Andora/France region too. I was actually knocked off my feet by how beautiful Carcassonne was.

Pero said so too. At least I think he was talking about the fortress....I heard the word 'beautiful' anyway.

And he made it known how very very thankful he was. I bought a magnet for every town he..."showed me his appreciation" for. I guess my only question for you is why you picked out this one out of the dozens....

[that-soccer-guru]

HELLO THE 3 STRAGGLERS THAT ARE PROBABLY SEEING MY POSTS STILL, I HAVE MISSED THOU!

Happy world cup month, it is time for the biggest stage of the game and time for be to drop my obnoxious predictions that no one asked for but I'm gonna give anyways!

Here are my group predictions and notes

GROUP A:

I think Norway is gonna make a comeback and come in at #2 behind local New Zealand. The Swiss are great if they can rise to the occasion, and the Philippines has a great young core. They'll give us some very fun games going forward.

A1: New Zealand, A2: Norway.

GROUP B:

Honestly I think this is one of the TIGHTEST groups of this cup. With a fight down to the end I think it'll come down to goals and Fairplay. Depending on the result of Day 1 Canada vs Nigeria my picks are switching depending on the light with which I look at the table. SO.

B1: Australia (2W, 1D), B2: Nigeria (2D, 1W, Goal difference leaving Canada behind by ONE goal in a total group heartbreaker)

Group C:

Despite the big players refusing to play I think Spain has it in the tank for a great cup. If the Ticas can show some discipline they might surprise, but they're up against the TITANS of discipline so.

C1: Spain, C2: Japan

Group D:

Euro winners have one hell of a team. No notes for them today, second place is what is up for grabs. Haiti is always a dark horse pick but I think mettle and the money for great player health and conditioning will draw this one out so.

D1: England, D2: Denmark.

Group E:

One hell of a group here. Without Viv Midema the Netherlands is missing that finishing punch, but if they can bank on winning their other 2 games and forcing a draw or a one goal win with the US, they can go for first. Portugal is good but they have a lot of youth to adjust to the big stage. Vietnam has a delightful proposal and they play some very fun futbol, but they had the unfortunate luck of drawing 2 titans of the women's game.

E1: USA, E2: Netherlands

Group F:

The elderly stateswomen meet the bright eyed newcomers. Brazil is the titan of South America but they've proven to be way too rigid in their team selection. France is shaking off the cobwebs of a shit coach to see how far they can take it this time. Jamaica and Panama have everything to prove to show that 1. they belong here and 2. their federations NEED to stand in this fight with them. Despite the great teams I think this group is gonna be one of those low scoring ones where teams are making adjustments on the fly and we might get a surprise or two from some games.

F1: France, F2: Brazil (but just narrowly edging out Jamaica)

Group G:

Youth and a desire to prove that it's not only their men's team that know what's up. Argentina is pulling one hell of a legacy behind them, Italy is building a beautiful squad, South Africa comes up from fighting a war of speed and strength, Sweden has a chip on their shoulder. One hell of a group!

G1: Italy, G2: Argentina

Group H:

QUE VIVA COLOMBIA HP! An aging titan in Germany with some key injuries, a very disciplined squad that has been testing some amazing set plays and learning how to play through the lines in South Korea (but that tire out quickly), a fast and tough team that plays a fun midfield game with a solid defense in Morocco. And finally, a team composed of the women who paved the way for the youngsters, the maximum scorer in a Colombia jersey, a midfield filled with aggression and experience, a promising defense all led by the most promising young international that already took one team to a world cup final, Colombia promises a LOT to her fans. If Abadia can get his head out of his ass and learn how to make changes before exhaustion takes hold, this team can take it far!

H1: Germany, H2: Colombia

It's an amazing time to be a woso fan!

[8celestebells]

Hello, hello. I'm writing you this message 'cause I think there's this page on IG 'f1gossipofficial' that is creating a story about Carlos and Rebecca that doesn't exist, or better, if it is, it's probably a pr relationship and nothing more. Beside that, as you can see, Rebecca posted this pictures today and Alvaro, Carlos' close friend posted the same. They assuming Carlos is with them but apparently all you can see is Alvaro and Rebecca on that yacht (IF is the same, we can't be 100% sure about it). The luxury yacht isn't Carlos' but it could be rent by anyone with money (Carlos and Alvaro used to rent it and there are pictures from last year about them on board of that same yacht)

The point is: in a comment this IG Gossip Page would't reveal Alvaro's ig page to whom was asking about his name because, according to them, 'he is a discreet person' but this is TOTALLY bullshit, 'cause the whole world knows his name and knows he's one of Carlos' closest friend.

Plus, 15 days ago when Carlos was in Portugal with him and apparently Rebecca and her friend were with them, they posted Avaro's story where him and Carlos were playing golf. The video was also posted on Twitter by all the people who are a Carlos' supporter. So it went viral showing us his name and Alvaro's Ig account. But people already knew who Alvaro was, again, he's Carlos' best friend from ages. So, what's the point today to avoid his identity?

In conclusion, they want us to believe in all that Carlos-Rebecca shitty story on purpose, claiming events as they really happens when there's no evedince at all, not a single one. Why are they doing it? Are they paid by pr agencies to spread rumors about them? What do you think about. (Sorry, I wrote the longest post ever but I really think it's a very ridiculous situation.)

I love how you went into detail with this.. Like deeply love how detailed this is.

Ironically, this is the IG Gossip page I constantly shit on... I feel like I should feel slightly bad about it, but I kinda don't anyways.

I have seen this post this morning and found it so fucking strange cause like I always thought everyone knows who is a part of Carlos' friend group outside of the grid... So like i thought it was strange they tried to hide Alvaro's story and hide his name when if you are a Carlos fan you are gonna know who he hangs out with...

But let's say it is true right; why wouldn't Carlos go straight after the race, to see his family, like that's the first strange thing about this post cause the Sainz's clan are extremely family orientated, so why is he with some random girl he's been hooking up with and not his family... That's was the first red flag for me right, cause in my head, I guess right, Carlos was going to spend 1-2 weeks with his family and then go hang out with his friends before he has to go to Ferrari's factory to figure shit out there for the upcoming races.

But also regarding the boat, i always thought Carlos Senior is the one with a boat, but it stays strictly close to Madrid... Am I wrong on that?

I mean i feel like every driver at the moment is with Family and or girlfriends (the ones that are married are now family too) instead of their friends cause of how little they actually see their families.. So I don't think it's true, maybe Alvaro and Rebecca are together getting down and Nasty... Just kidding, he probably got a girlfriend so...

Also, I've said this before.. I think they get paid to spread shit about most of these drivers... but they are getting paid by people who do not know how much this affects the driver's reputation, cause Carlos now seems like a fuckboy who could have cared less about his 7 year relationship ending, and as far as i'm aware of, when you are doing pr sit for someone you are trying to make them looking like a decent human instead of a dickhead.

At the end of the day, though. I feel bad for Isa, i can't imagine giving someone 7 years of your life just for them to not appreciate it, cause if this whole story with Rebecca and Carlos is true, he just shown how little he loved and cared about Isa, which to me i don't know about you guys but i would feel disgusted with not only myself but with the man involved cause of how easy he moved after being together for so long.

Also, this whole situation kinda gives me... Hailey and Justin Bieber's relationship in a whole... cause Hailey and Justin started their relationship after Justin was with Selena Gomez on and off for many fucking years.. But he never truly gained anything out of it other than some Pussy from Hailey but he had gotten a bad reputation and she gained a lot more attention to her name and she gained her shit skincare brand.

So kept in mind pr relationships they aren't always for both people to gain something out of it, but as long as it benefits one of the two people then, it was deemed as a success.

[theinkedfoxsl]

hiii lane! its lia :> little college update, im currently trying to withdraw from biology !:P theres literally too much to complete and i am suffering so much, im so behind and im about to die actually :D

also my friend moved to portugal a little bit ago, so super sad abt that, but happy shes making new friends, and whenever i visit, i have somewhere to stay :) anyways, im gonna go finish more sociology homework before i kms. love you lane! say hello to henrik and uncle max for me <333

Oh gosh, hi Lia! I'm sorry to hear college is going so difficult for you ): I hope you're able to enroll into something more suitable for you!

Portugal is cool wowzers, I hope you get to visit her soon lol that would be pretty fun!

Good luck on your homework<3 thanks for checking in! I will let everyone know you say hi :D