#in honor of national girlfriends day

[tulip-wizard]

Medieval AU where Robin the knight falls for Vickie the princess and knows she can never be with her, but little does she know that the princess is falling for her too.

[orcelito]

I will say, it does make me a little sad to not be getting birthday comments (the main reason I like to post fic updates on my birthday lol) but there is genuinely no way I'd be able to finish a chapter of Anything in time to post today.

Oh Well.

[afterglowsainz]

exile | joão felix

summary: no one knows about joão’s girlfriend, until an invitation to go to a game and an undesired ship with one of his teammates leaves him no choice but to post you

fc: various girls from pinterest

request: here

a/n: in honor of portugal classifying to quarterfinals … love joão i swear!! sorry it took me so long to write this it was just very general but i still hope you like it <3

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[onsomenewsht]

All these people think love’s for show but I would die for you in secret

About when she’s got a smile and you got impatient

》 Leah Williamson × Reader

》 words count: 1.7 k

》 soft launch [verb, specialized]: to make a product, service, or business available or open for the first time, but only to a limited number of people at first

Being in a private relationship when you’re a public figure is even funnier than it sounds. And it sounds pretty funny as it is.

“You’re overthinking it”, Leah says, even if she knows better than to tease who’s literally feeding her.

You don’t bite back but keeping the plate slightly out of reach is a clear enough answer.

She smiles.

Oh, the way she lights up your day when she smiles at you.

You and Leah aren’t much for sharing your lifes on social media.

She’s been pretty much traumatized by the immense and not-really-that-unexpected attention after leading her national team to an historic tournament win. You’ve been scolded enough times by your agent to take your online enthusiasm down a notch.

So, your relationship flowered from two friendly teammates - who happened to share a room after a worth to be celebrated win - to an overly in love couple - who barely manage to store that many jackets in a four door closet.

You both understand the importance of some privacy to grow a love so beautiful yet so fragile, also not really caring about the outside world’ hot takes.

But one year of unplanned dates, dances around the kitchen waiting for delivery and shared stories in the middle of the night are a lot to keep just between the two of you.

Your teammates are way over your not-so-discreet looks during practice and your constant touch, the skipper never been one to shy away from a teasing kiss or wandering hands and you never back down an opportunity to make your friends regret every single life choose ‘til that very moment.

“We’re having a good time, aren’t we?”

“Yes, we are”, Leah raises a perfectly shaped eyebrow.

Oh, the way she lights up your mood when she challenges you.

“Such a cute moment to share with our loved ones, isnt?”

Leah looks around, the pasta dish shared in your kitchen island definitely counts as a cute moment for her. Sure, the fact you both are just in oversized t-shirts adding points to her case. Or yours, she’s not sure yet what point you’re trying to make.

“You want to share this?”, she gestures at the scene with a smirk, “We eating undercooked pasta in our underwear at unholy hour?”

“Yes, I want to share us having a wonderful time and perfectly cooked pasta”

Her blonde head tilts studying you, thinking it’s more about the fact you’re looking at her like she’s the reason why the sun rises every morning.

You’re feeding her, Leah’s own hands way too busy caressing her girlfriend’s outstretched legs to bother with food. And you can see her nipples through the overworn t-shirt of yours she’s on.

It's definitely about the nipples.

“What if I die tomorrow and no one knows I managed to win you over?”

“That's a way too dramatic turn, even for you”, but then she cracks up and you sure will die happy if this is how you meet your maker.

Oh, the way she lights up your home when she laughs at something you said just for the sake of making her happy.

“What? Life is unpredictable and McCabe is getting more aggressive with the age, I don’t know how much long I still have”

“And your main concern is the world knowing you won me over?”

"Of course not, my sunshine", you reach toward her, brushing your lips so close to hers she can already taste the wine you paired with the pasta. “My main concern is not being able to survive a tackle by Katie, even dead I have a reputation to keep and it’s your duty to defend my honor ‘til your own grave”

It is Leah who is closing the distance now, and even if you wanted to keep the jokes coming - still making sure she does make up a great story about your noble sacrifice if needed - Earth stops running around the sun when she kisses you.

You’re whipped and she’s honored, truly grateful for the opportunity to learn all your ways to show her and the people you care about how much love one can gift the world with.

“I love you”

“Why are you looking at me like that, Williamson?”

“I love you”

“Now you’re scaring me, are you the one dying?”

She knows you, she knows humor is your way to deal with comfortable and uncomfortable situations alike. She knows you’re always up for a good laugh, but she also knows you never say things just for the sake of a joke. Your words are always meaningful, your retorts always smart enough to look effortless.

“You wanna make some big announcement?”, Leah asks with a smile that’s held back by the seriousness behind the question.

“No, but I don’t want to hide us”

“We don’t hide”

“We don’t keep a secret, but sometimes we do hide”

It takes her a moment, but she gets what you’re saying. Your relationship is not hidden per se, not a secret and never denied.

But sometimes the two of you have to delay your greeting and wait for more private settings, or think twice before posting anything on your social media accounts. Sometimes she needs to withhold the instinct to rush to you and be the first to celebrate you for an incredible and game changing goal. Sometimes you need to hold back yourself, walking a step behind with your head down just to refrain from taking her hand in yours.

Usually, you two don’t even realize you're actively hiding the deep love no speculative-but-surprisingly-high-quality video edit can really capture. It happens regardless and it’s starting to make you feel dejected, Leah notices.

“Then we don’t”

You look up, stopping playing around with the now cold pasta. Your girlfriend’s hands are still on your legs, her soft touch never hesitant or refrained despite the tricky topic.

“What are you saying?”

“You know what I’m saying”

Your lover lights up again, the world lights up again.

She’s smiling a lot tonight, she thinks. She’s also perfectly aware of the permanent grin on her face whenever you’re around. She’s whipped too after all.

You wait for her to elaborate, so she does.

“I’m saying we do whatever we want whenever we want, and we share what we feel like sharing about our lives together”

“Whatever we want?”

Leah is pretty sure you have some very specific images in mind, you’re always taking photos of everything and everyone. Needless to say, your girlfriend is by far your favorite subject to capture.

Pictures of her sleeping with face masks on, or her frown while she’s playing board games and not necessarily winning, or when she’s trying outfit after outfit to make sure she’s dressed up for the occasion. Pictures of her taken during intimate moments, not necessarily suggestive but definitely meaningful given the nature of your relationship and the level of trust in each other.

She’s confident you have several photo albums of her in your phone.

You do.

That’s why when you reach for the long forgotten device, putting on a show of taking as many candids as you can, Leah happily plays along. Your shenanigans get a more creative direction, let's say, and some of the photos are taken just for the two of you to admire.

~

“We can soft launch”, she insists hours later, archives improved and clothes forgotten.

You’re lying on your back with her head placed comfortably on your thigh, sheet all over the bed. She can see your pensive gaze, despite you being at ease.

“Who educated you on such slang?”

“Beth but that’s not the point”

“It clearly is, she did the soft launch thing all wrong”

The hand you have between her blonde locks stops its ministration when Leah bursts out laughing like you just said the funniest thing possible.

“Let’s show them how it’s done!”

~

The next couple of days you both shared a bit more on your social media pages, nothing too revealing but enough to give your agent anxiety.

She posted a few photos on her stories, like a restaurant set up that’s most definitely a date and you from behind preparing tea in her kitchen in the middle of the night. Surprisingly you take a more subtle approach, posting teasing pictures but nothing really telling, even if Leah’s in most of them.

It lasts three days, by the end of which you’re even more pissed than before.

“I genuinely can’t believe it! You’re shoving her during practice and you two are basically married, but you post my hand on your thigh and I’m a really supportive friend”

The team’s admin posted some training shots in the morning and the vast majority of the comments are about the cute interaction between your girlfriend and Lia, the two always messing around a bit.

You’re mostly joking but the English capitan is aware that the constant rumors and the oversexualised comments she often receives upset you. Not sparked by jealousy, rather by the lack of respect towards her and her personal life.

“Relax, my love, they comment about us too”

She’s holding you from behind, her hands on your sides and her freshly washed hair leaving wet spots on your shirt. She lays her chin on your shoulder, trying not to giggle too much at some unhinged comments she can read under the posts you are scrolling.

“The way she looks at Leah: same”, you read out loud, faking annoyance. “Oh, that’s enough!”

You must have spotted something that snapped your sudden reaction.

Your lovely girlfriend stays unfazed in her position as you determinately search for a particular photo, type a caption, then stop to silently wait for her approval.

Leah barely nods, but you feel her smile and then her lips on your skin when you post it.

A picture of the two of you looking at each other with heart shaped eyes, dressed up to the nines since it was a snippet of a date on your summer vacation.

Her black attire was to die for and you sure died in some way. The blonde remembers in vivid details your care and attention, slipping it under her with such reverence later that same night.

She shivers, comments already popping in.

“You'd have tagged me”

“They know who you are”, your grin getting bigger by the seconds as you lock your phone and toss it away muted.

You turn around in her arms, and even if you know Leah’s most definitely sporting one of her best smiles, when you look at her it’s life changing.

Oh, the way she lights up your entire existence when her love for you it’s clear on her face.

You pick her up by her thighs, holding her as close as your bodies physically allow.

"Impatient", she teases.

“I’m gonna show you impatience”.

~

fine.

[cosmerelists]

Stormlight Characters Switch Roles for a Day

As request by anon. :) [Some spoilers for Stormlight! Includes some roles people only have in later books]

It's important to me for you all to know that these combos were generated by a random number generator. Here is how fate (=random number generator) has decreed that Stormlight characters will be swapped around! How will they do in their new job?

1. Renarin takes on Jasnah's role as Queen of Alethkar

Renarin: [smiling beatifically] Rlain: You're stressed out of your mind, aren't you? Renarin (calmly): I am about to vibrate out of my skin, yeah. Rlain: Does it help that we already have three preemptive surrenders from nations who "don't want to risk angering the all-seeing prophetic god-king of Alethkar"? Renarin: What?! Rlain: Just kidding. Rlain: ...There's only been one surrender so far. Renarin: ... Renarin: I didn't even SAY anything!

2. Navani takes on Kaladin's role as leader of Bridge 4

Navani (Hour 1): I'm not a commander, of course. I'll stay out of the way and allow Teft and the other lieutenants to handle things. Navani (Hour 4): I'm not a commander, of course, but I have suggested a few small improvements. If Teft and the other lieutenants can make them work, then that's great. Navani (Hour 8): With the help of Teft and the other lieutenants, we have created nineteen new devices that have improved the efficiency of Bridge 4 by 35%. I'm so glad I can support them in some small way. Navani (Hour 12): Wait a second...I'm actually amazing at this.

3. Shallan takes on Adolin's role as duelist

Jakamov stands in the dueling ring, frozen. The 7 Shallans surround him, taunting him. One of them seems to know all of his secrets. One of them wears the face of an old girlfriend whom he ghosted. One of them has his mother's frown--only her frown. All of them have swords. All of them are watching him. Shallan (actually up in the stands): I'm so great at this, actually. Adolin: Shallan...he's crying.

4. Dalinar takes on Shallan's role as Ghostblood spy

Dalinar tramps into a seedy bar. Everyone takes one look at him and immediately they all file out. He is alone. Dalinar: ... Dalinar: And I wore a fake mustache and everything.

5. Teft takes on Dalinar's role as leader of Urithiru

Teft: Kal...congratulations on becoming the leader of Urithiru. Kaladin: I'M PRETTY SURE THAT'S NOT HOW THIS WORKS

6. Szeth takes on Navani's role as artefabrian

Navani: Well...you've certainly been...busy. Szeth: I am physically incapable of not giving a role my all. Navani: So... Navani: ... Navani: They're all complicated instruments of horrible death, huh? Szeth: I like the one with the spring.

7. Sadeas takes on Szeth's role as the Assassin in White

Sadeas: Ialai...can you have your assassins kill all these men? Ialai: Already sent 'em out. Sadeas: I love you! Sadeas: Wow...this job was so easy and not emotionally taxing in the slightest.

8. Leshwi takes on Sadeas' role as betrayer of Dalinar

Leshwi: I feel like........I'm just going to fly down and stab him. Leshwi: Well, after I introduce myself of course. Leshwi: And allow him to summon his sword for an honorable duel. Lezian: You suck at betrayal. Leshwi: ...Thank you?

9. Rlain takes on Wit's role as the King's/Queen's Wit

Rlain: I see that you have chosen to wear yellow to this feast. Rlain: It was a good choice. It looks nice on you. Wit: I want to cry. Rlain: What? I said it to Amusement.

10. Wit takes on Rock's role as Bridge 4's cook

Wit: As a vegetarian whose morals are supernaturally enforced...I'm gonna introduce you all to a little something I call "Tofu." Rock: YOU'RE FIRED

11. Jasnah takes on Teft's role as Kaladin's lieutenant

Jasnah (holding an enormous notebook): I have some suggestions...Captain. Kaladin: M-My life is flashing before my eyes!

12. Adolin takes on Lirin's role as ultra-pacifist doctor

Adolin: Okay, but...dueling is pacifist, right? No one dies. Lirin: Play-violence is still violence! People get injured and it's so horrible and pointless! Adolin: What about fighting but, like, noble fighting? Lirin: D-Do you know what pacifist MEANS? Adolin: But my sword is my best friend! Lirin: ...every day the Almighty tests my patience.

13. Lirin takes on Renarin's role as Prophet of the Everstorm

Lirin: ...and that is how and why I know that something bad is coming, and why I think you need to prepare to save everyone. Dalinar: Wow...you just...said all that. To me. Directly. With details. Lirin: I understand that you may choose to execute me for blasphemy or whatever, but I couldn't sit back and allow people to die for my own comfort. Dalinar: What a mature and straightforward way to handle that!

14. Rock takes on Rlain's roll as "Parshendi" spy

Rock: Here are everyone's secrets! Rlain: I am...impressed. How did you get all this intelligence so quickly? Rock: People LOVE talking to the cook!

15. Kaladin takes on Leshwi's role as leader of shanay-im

Kaladin: So...you guys...can't die? Shanay-im guy: That is correct. Kaladin (tears welling up in his eyes): S-So...I can be commander of a squad where...no one ever dies? I-Is this happening? Shanay-im guy: However, we have to kill someone and take over their body to return. Kaladin: GOD FUCKING DAMMIT

[minarisplaything]

Relaxation ft. TWICE Jihyo

pairing: TWICE jihyo x male reader rating: M summary: After a long day at work you help your girlfriend unwind. tags: oral sex, fingering author's note: technically not a new fic, just new to tumblr. cross-post of an older one-shot from AO3 in honor of Jihyo's solo!

There was nothing easy about being the leader of a group. Especially not when that group was considered a nation’s jewel and international sensation. But such was the life of Park Jihyo. 

A faithful trainee of ten years to her company was finally paid off when she debuted as a member of TWICE. Of course her duties didn’t cease there. As a leader she was held to a higher expectation, to lead by example, even amidst the skyrocketing success the group experienced. 

It wasn’t easy and needless to say stress relief had become a vital part of her routine these days. Which in turn meant that as her boyfriend, you had a vital role to play. 

“Ahhh!” 

The exasperated sound came from Jihyo as she dramatically threw herself on your bed. You couldn’t help but let the corners of your lips quirk in a smile of amusement. 

“A busy day?” 

“A long day” she muttered into the mattress before turning on her side, propping her head up one hand as she looked over at you. “The schedule was only meant to last until the evening and turned into an all-night affair.” 

Your expression shifted, a slight frown forming as she explained. You knew what the general public would say to such complaints, they’d probably crucify her for daring to say such things. But they didn’t see her like you did; when the cameras were off and exhaustion and fatigue were allowed to show through. 

You moved towards her, sitting on the edge of the bed and running a comforting hand through her hair, “Babe, I’m sorry. You should’ve stayed home and got some rest.”

“I know, but I wanted to see you” she responded as she leaned into your touch. “It’s been so long.” 

She wasn’t wrong. If it wasn’t a shooting schedule then she was away on tour or promoting overseas or preparing for a comeback. Not to mention fan events and having to navigate your own nine-to-five work hours. In the end it was a mixture that left the two of you very little time to meet up in person. It made moments like this all the more significant.

“I know,” a sad smile crossed your features before you leaned down, pressing a quick kiss to her lips. “I missed you.” 

Before you could pull away Jihyo’s free hand wrapped around the back of your neck. She pulled you back down, this time her lips initiating a kiss against yours. In contrast to your own however, there was nothing quick about it, it was soft and intimate leaving your head spinning. You were more than happy to indulge the kiss, sliding back further onto the bed for a better angle. Jihyo took advantage of the situation, shifting her own position so that she was sat atop you, your lips never parting in the process. Your hands naturally went to her waist, the kiss between the two of your deepening with a hint of desperation. Truth be told if the two of you didn’t take this moment now you didn’t know when the next chance would come.  

A low moan left you as Jihyo rolled her hips against yours. God, she knew just how to drive you crazy. 

When she pulled back and sat up, her hips still rocking over your clothed hips, you couldn’t help but look at her with adoration. In turn, Jihyo reached for the hem of her shirt, pulling it up and over her head in one movement. She must have noted the way your eyes immediately drifted to her lace covered breast as she reached down and tilted your chin upwards. 

“My eyes are up here you know” she teased, a knowing smirk on her features.

“I know” you shot back, unashamed to be caught, “I was just appreciating the other aspects of you.” Pushing yourself up with one arm you captured her lips in a quick kiss, “Every part of you is beautiful.” 

In the light you could just barely make out a blushing hue coating your girlfriend’s cheeks. It was a sincere comment, momentarily interrupting the steamy build-up but you couldn’t help yourself. Any chance you could get to remind Jihyo that of how beautiful she was you took it. 

“Flattery will get you nowhere” Jihyo finally responded, pushing you back down to the bed but unable to hide the smile on her features. 

Wearing that same smile she reached behind her, unclasping her bra and shrugged off the straps, exposing her full breast to your adoring gaze. You had no words, however while you were speechless you were certain she could feel your appreciation growing beneath her. 

In that moment it struck you that you truly might be the luckiest man in the world. 

“Like what you see?”

You could practically hear the smirk in her voice but rather than answer her you leaned up again, this time your mouth aiming for her breast instead of her lips. Like a babe your lips encircled one, a moan escaping Jihyo as your tongue swirled around the hardened nipple. Her hands rose, combing through your hair as you continued your foreplay. You could still remember when she used to tease you that you only liked her for her bust. It was a claim you refuted time and time again. However in moments like this you were inclined to show your appreciation and remind her that her breasts were nothing to be ashamed of. 

“Baby…” Jihyo's moan of encouragement echoed in your ears.

As you continued your ministrations the movement of her hips was steadily becoming more erratic. If you weren't careful she'd undo you before you even got your clothes off. 

You pulled back and ceased your actions, earning a disappointing sound from your girlfriend. You couldn't help but chuckle however you didn't linger on it as you snaked an arm around her waist and flipped her over so she was the one on the bed. 

"Just lay back and let me do all the work" you instructed her as you leaned down, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck. "You've earned a break."

A small sigh left her as her eye-lids fluttered closed for a moment. You knew she had two weaknesses, one of them being her neck. Even if you couldn't mark her that didn't mean you couldn't tempt her. "Mm, I could get used to this kind of break."

"Should I start coming by backstage at the music shows?"

You teased her as your hands traveled lower, between her breasts and towards the waistband of her sweatpants. 

"That would be nice...Much better than sitting around waiting."

"You'd have to come up with an explanation to your band members." 

Her breath hitched as your fingers slipped beneath her waistband, wiggling eagerly against your touch. "T-they'd understand."

Truthfully all of TWICE could likely use a good break but Jihyo was your only concern. Surely none of them woulf complain about their cherished leader taking a break? With that in mind you finally ceased your teasing as you slipped one finger inside of her, stretching her for the first time tonight before sliding in another. 

If you couldn't make it to the music shows then tonight would simply have to do.

Jihyo responded with enthusiasm, a moan falling past her lips as one hand gripped your shoulder.  "Please" she breathed, dismayed at your lack of movement. 

On another night you might have teased her further but tonight was about helping her unwind. Her plea was all it took for your wrist to begin moving in steady motions. 

There were many beautiful sights in the world, some natural and others manmade, that would take your breath away. You, however, had yet to find a better sight to gaze upon than your girlfriend when she was being worked towards a blissful orgasm. Her head was tossed back, her short splayed against the mattress. Her chest rose and fell at an increasing rate, tempting you with each passing moment. She was an angel and you were going to do your damndest to make her see heaven. 

“Ah!” 

Your thumb teased her clit as your fingers continued to pump in and out of her earning a rather vocal response. You couldn’t stop yourself from chuckling as a certain memory was brought to mind. 

"It's a good thing we don't have to worry about being quiet for your roommates, huh?"

"Don't -- ah -- don't make me laugh!" 

Her attempt a response was interrupted by another moan. One thing you loved about Jihyo was that she was never shy about showing her appreciation. Of course when you had been sneaking around trying not to wake her fellow members in the dorm it became a bit of a challenge, needless to say.

"You're so beautiful" you told her, a kiss pressing to her neck, trailing your lips further down as you said, "And I think I can give you better than two fingers."

"Babe…?" it came out as a whine as you pulled your fingers out. She raised her head to see what you were doing only to see your head now settled between her legs. “Oh.”

You placed a series of lingering kisses along her inner thighs knowing full well what her weak spots were before turning your attention to where she wanted it most. In a matter of moments Jihyo had gone from confusion to resuming her moans, her hand quickly moving to the back of your head. A bit amusing seeing as you didn’t need the extra motivation to continue what you were doing. 

“You’re spoiling me” Jihyo moaned as you went to work. Had your mouth been free you would have told her that it was your pleasure. After all, having the TWICE leader spread naked on your bed was as just as much a blessing for you. 

As you continued your ministrations you felt all the telltale signs that your girlfriend was getting close to her sweet release. Her fingers pulled tightly on your hair, her thighs tightening around your head. It caused you to double your efforts, encouraging her to release all stress she had built up during the day. 

“A-ah! I’m so close, baby” Jihyo muttered, almost incoherent as her orgasm came crashing down on her. 

It was always a sight to behold and had it been possible you would’ve been even more turned on than you already were. A muffled scream left her lips as she tried to cover her mouth - though in truth it had little effect. As Jihyo shuddered you continued to work her through her orgasm with your fingers, riding it out for all it was worth. 

“You’re beautiful when you cum, you know that?” did you look a bit smug? Perhaps. Though you’d say it was due to a sense of accomplishment. 

Jihyo merely poked her foot at you, not having the strength to throw a pillow. “You’re embarrassing when you say those things.”

In response you merely laughed, unashamed of the words. “So are you feeling better now?”

Jihyo hummed, her head tilting to the side but it was her gaze that said it all as it drifted down to the rather noticeable bulge constricted by your pants. She bit her finger, eyeing you expectantly, “Mm, I think I have one or two kinks that need ironing out.”

With a grin you rose to your knees, undoing your buckle. “You know, I think I can help with that.” 

Even if the two of you rarely got these moments together, you had to admit: life was good.

[topperscumslut]

Kiss Me With Your Eyes Closed (Sejanus Plinth x Reader)

Summary: (Y/N) is the victor of the 9th Hunger Games and the beloved girlfriend of Coriolanus Snow, though she’s secretly in love with his best friend (in this au the hunger games progressed more quickly, for example mentors were already present before the 10th games etc etc). title inspired by Hot Freaks’ Puppy Princess!

Warnings: not much rlly tbh, a wee bit of angst but mostly FLUFFY FLUFFFFF. might write a smutty sequel if this does well (or just if i feel like it lol) but even then it would be more fluffy smut, like sweet love making rather than getting absolutely railed lmao yk? (i probably will so stay tuned if u like this and lmk if u wanna be tagged!)

spoiler free apart from references to coriolanus x lucy gray!!

ok actually it is a pretty good amount of angst nvm lmao

Word count: 2k

You sigh as you run your fingers over the tattered poster, so shiny and new only a year before, reading the now barely legible words. (Y/N) (L/N) Victory Tour, In Honor of the 9th Hunger Games, Arriving Soon in Your District. You remember your victory tour all too well. Despite the traumas you had endured as a victor, you’re grateful for how far you’ve come. Sure, you still have nightmares of your games every now and again, yet even still you have the best fate a girl from District 3 could ever hope for - you had fallen in love with a boy from the Capitol.

From an outsider’s perspective, it was the perfect love story. A doomed romance from the beginning; star crossed lovers, one might say, a Capitol boy and a District girl. When you had arrived at the Capitol for the 9th Hunger Games, near certain you had no chance of winning, your dashing mentor Coriolanus Snow had immediately taken a liking to you. He took you under his wing and coached you through your games, and when you had miraculously emerged victorious and returned to the Capitol, he decided that he wanted you for his own, and who were you to say no? Not even a few weeks before, you were just another girl from District 3, completely unknown, barely scraping by. Now you had been thrust suddenly into a lavish lifestyle with a handsome suitor to boot, adored by all of Panem; the nation’s sweetheart. After your games, you could have left it all behind. Sure, you would never be granted total anonymity being a victor, but you could have gone back to your beaten down home in District 3 and lived a relatively quiet life. After all, it’s not like the Snows had the finances to buy your freedom from your district and turn you into a full fledged Capitol citizen.

But the Plinths did.

You never particularly enjoyed Strabo Plinth as a person, but you couldn’t help but be grateful to him for what he had done for you. You had, however, immediately taken a liking to his caring wife, as well as his juxtaposition of a son, Sejanus, who clearly took more after his mother. In contrast to your rugged, analytical lover, Sejanus was gentle, complex. The two of you had become fast friends while Coriolanus had helped you prepare for the games.

And so before you knew it, this was your new life. At first you were anxious, concerned that your becoming a Capitol citizen and Coriolanus associating so intimately with a girl from the Districts would be seen as an act of rebellion and put you both in danger. However Coriolanus assured you that the nation loved you, both as an individual and as a couple. Sure, it was unexpected, yeah, it broke the (admittedly unwritten) rules, but that’s what made it oh-so fun to watch. Because at the end of the day, the games weren’t a competition - they were a show, and everyone loved an underdog.

There was only one minor flaw. You had fallen in love with a boy from the Capitol, yes, but it wasn’t the one you had so publicly given your heart to.

Your relationship with Coriolanus was practical, and that was about the only positive thing you could truthfully say about it. Neither of you were particularly wealthy or powerful individually, but together, you had potential. If you could keep all of Panem tuned in to your epic love story, you could almost certainly ensure mutual survival. You offered Coriolanus the opportunity to be known as not only a mentor to a victor, but a lover as well. And though nearly a year later his eyes had started to wander, the dapper blond had been quite infatuated with you when the courtship had begun, and Coriolanus was notoriously possessive. While his family was in the midst of financial hardship at the current moment, becoming a Capitol resident gave you the opportunity to get by still much more comfortably than you had in your impoverished home district. And who knew what volatility Coriolanus was capable of if you had rejected his advances? You had been coaxed into this very moment and had no other option but to grin and bear it. After all, all the girls you knew back home would kill to be in your position. A handsome sweetheart, financial stability courtesy of the Plinths, and the whole country all but worshiping you. Coriolanus Snow had offered you not only fame and fortune, but more importantly, security. Safety, in return for your undying affection.

Coriolanus was sweet at first. Charming, for sure. He was certainly attractive, yet he had never really had much of an effect on you. Maybe it was simply intuition. Or maybe it was the fact that he could never compare to his best friend, Sejanus Plinth.

Kind, pure Sejanus. The type of boy that, unlike Coriolanus Snow, truly made your head spin. The chemistry between you and Sejanus was unspoken, yet undeniable. However, you had already reluctantly sworn yourself to Coriolanus, and knew running off with his best friend would certainly put both you and your not so secret admirer in a treacherous situation. Sejanus Plinth was a risk you simply couldn’t afford to take.

What stung the most was that in any other situation, it could have worked. Sejanus was certainly more wealthy and influential than Coriolanus, not that that was what truly mattered to you. If you had been just a bit more fortunate, you could have had the boy you truly loved as your mentor and still have the same security and more that you were now so gracefully granted, if you had simply found your way to Sejanus before Coriolanus had set his sights on you and claimed you as his own. But unfortunately for you, your current romantic relationship was one built upon the grounds of survival rather than love.

If you were fully honest with yourself, you never truly loved Coriolanus - well, not romantically, at least. There was once a time where you had loved him as a dear friend, but in the time you had known him, he had become cruel and vitriolic. You knew from the start that he had always had it in him to become this way, though you had always naively hoped that he wouldn’t, that he would control himself, but the poison within his soul had soon taken over his cold, uncaring heart. He had become hardened by the misfortune of his family and gradually more complaisant in the ways of the Capitol, as well as secretly resentful of the great fortune of his supposed best friend and honorary brother Sejanus.

Now just over a year since you had met, the 10th Hunger Games were nearing to start. You had heard the whispers of Coriolanus sneaking around with his newest mentee, your replacement in more ways than one, Lucy Gray Baird; however it never bothered you. Lucy Gray knew that your relationship with Coriolanus was nothing more than a facade, and the two of you had become unlikely friends. You weren’t sure just how much of his affections for Lucy Gray were genuine, or how much was motivated by a desire to flatter her in an attempt to gain another victor to further his own career. Though Coriolanus’s mood was recently heightened by his new lover, he was still resentful of being assigned such an impoverished district for two years in a row and was prone to fits of rage over this perceived insult. While your home of District 3 was never much of a spectacle, Lucy Gray’s District 12 was miraculously even more down trodden, the poorest district of them all. You couldn’t help but wonder if this assignment was actually made to compliment Coriolanus, to show that if he could made a diamond in the rough out of you, that perhaps he could do the same for Lucy Gray.

As you sit alone in Coriolanus’s bed, still running your fingers gingerly along the photograph, you hear a knock at the door.

“Sejanus?”

“Oh, hey. Is Coryo around?”

You shake your head. “He’s out right now.”

Sejanus’s jaw tightens at your response. “With her?”

You nod unenthusiastically and can see the disgust and anger wash over his face as he makes his way over to you.

“It’s not her fault, Sejanus. She’s actually really sweet.”

He sits down on the bed next to you, careful to leave enough space between the two of you as to not make you uncomfortable. “I know it’s not. It’s his. Does it really not bother you at all?”

“Not particularly.”

He chuckles to himself. “You’re better than me, (Y/N). I don’t know how you put up with it. If I truly loved someone, it would kill me to see them with someone else.” He’s subtle, but you can tell exactly what he’s implying.

“Well good thing I don’t have to see it.”

“Fair enough.”

Sejanus looks sympathetically at you for a second, blissfully unaware that his kind, beautiful brown eyes are making you melt, before noticing the poster in your hand.

“Is that-”

“Yep.” You shiver, remembering your games, the things you saw… “I don’t think it ever occurred to him, the things I had to do in there.”

“It occurred to me.” He gently places his shaky hand on your knee, carefully surveying your expression to make sure you’re okay with the contact, to which you nod slightly, nearly involuntarily. “Look, I’ll say it since no one else in this screwed up place will, I’m sorry you had to go through that.”

You bite your lip, feeling butterflies in your stomach once again as he gives you that look and it takes everything in you not to lean in and kiss him right then and there. Your boyfriend could come home any moment, after all, and you quickly compose yourself, breaking Sejanus’s gaze. “It’s okay. I won. It’s the Hunger Games. It’s an honor.”

He inches carefully closer to you before speaking up again, his deep voice barely above a whisper. “(Y/N), you don’t have to pretend around me.”

You shake your head in denial. “I’m not pretending.”

“Then why haven’t I seen that light in your eyes that I love so much since you’ve left the arena? Why don’t you care that he’s always off with Lucy Gray? Why are the rules different for you than they are for him?”

And suddenly it hits you all at once. Sejanus is right. If Coriolanus is sneaking around with your friend everyday, even when they aren’t training, then what’s to stop you from doing the same to him? What do you owe him when all he’s ever done is keep you like a bird in a cage?

You don’t stop yourself, you don’t even think as you lean in and kiss Sejanus. He gets over the initial shock quickly and melts into it, cradling your body in his arms and pulling you in by the small of your back. You both pull away at the same time, not quite sure what’s gotten into you, but whatever it is, you like it.

“Coriolanus has never kissed me like that.”

“Go figure.”

His nerves kick in once again as he starts to stutter an apology before you shut him up by kissing him softly again.

“Since I first got to the Capitol… Sejanus, nothing here has felt right, except for you.”

“I could say the same about you,” he muses as he leans in once again, kissing you slow, both of you pretending the moment could last forever. If only…

[leennaan]

Alessia Russo// Take on the world pt.3

It’s the third and final part of this story. I hope you enjoyed it☺️ as always happy about feedback.

Special thanks to @babsisbakery who helped me with some ideas 😁

The song mentioned in this little series is “Take on the world” by You me at six. If you don’t know it go check it out😊

Warnings: Big time jump, Flashbacks, mentions of eating disorder. If this triggers you in any way please do not read, your health is more important than this story.

January 2024

Playing with the Ring on your finger you were nervously standing outside of a meeting room in London Colony. You still couldn’t believe that you were actually here. Standing in the Arsenal training gear, waiting that you were allowed to go into the room where all your new teammates were sitting.

It was the first team bonding night with all the new signings you included. Only difference being that no one besides Kim, Leah and Lotte knew that you had signed. Besides the fact that it was a last minute signing you also wanted to surprise Lessi. You still couldn’t believe that you had actually made it this long. Your relationship was stronger than ever eventho still no one besides your old College-Teammates, family and best friends knew of your relationship let alone about your engagement last summer.

After being knocked out of the tournament in the round of sixteen you where incredible frustrated and blamed yourself endlessly, being one of the penalty takers who missed there shot resulting in Sweden advancing to the quarterfinal. But you decided to be there for Alessia whose journey with her national team wasn’t even close to over. You supported her from the stands until the final step. Reaching the Final wa a dream come true for your girlfriend that sadly ended in tears. Under the cover of being close friends to both Alessia and Lotte you were allowed on to the pitch where your Girlfriend collapsed into your arms. “I am so endlessly proud of you, Baby.” You had whispered into her heat holding her close. “It hurts so bad. I should have done more. I am the striker I should score the goals.” “I know it hurts right now and that you want nothing more than blame yourself but I can tell you tomorrow you are going to be so proud of what you achieved. You did something special.”

Over the curse of the night the mood changed in all the England players like you predicted. After the party and the rush back to England where Alessia had to train with her new team for the Champions League qualifications you decided that you both needed a rest. So after the Qualifiers that siding went like plan for Arsenal, you went on holiday together. Italy to be precise. Alessia showed you all her favorite spots and took you to dinner in the best Italian restaurants you ever visited. After one late night date you both strolled down an empty beach until you reached a little area where candles were set up. With a questioning glance you turned around only to find Alessia kneeling before you. Gasping you looked at her tears already streaming down your face. “You know I promised you that one day I would go down on one knee. We went through so much together. And I know with the long distance it’s not always easy but you are the most beautiful, special and loving person that I know. I can’t imagine life without you and I don’t think I would even be standing here right know without you. You are my missing part, my best friend, my love. Like we always said. Together we take one the world. Would you take on the next big adventure with me and do me the honor of becoming my wife?” While Alessia spoke a few tears also escaped her eyes and you could clearly see all the love you felt for her reflected in her eyes.

“Yes. A thousand times yes. I love you so much.”

You were pulled from your thoughts when the door opened and Lotte stepped out of the room and in front of you. While pulling you into a hug the brunet expressed her excitement. “I still can’t believe you are actually here. Alessia is going to be so happy and excited once she realizes.”

Your transfer happened really quickly with Arsenal already being interested in you last summer but with your contract still up with FC Courage and your belief in winning the NWSL with your team which you to the surprise of a lot of people did, you and your old club declined. It was a really hard decision because you knew that Alessia was signing with the London Club and after now almost four years of long distance you were tired of it. And when the end of the winter transfers window neared and no WSL Club showed interest in you, you started to regret your earlier decision. Just before you put pen to paper at Gotham once more Arsenal resurfaced. With that the decision was made and here you were.

“UNC Girls back together right?!” You laughed. With Emily also signing there were now four former UNC Players at the Club.

You noticed Lotte spotting your guitar that was still in its bag. “What’s your initiation song going to be?” She asked.

“Not telling you. It’s another surprise for Less.”

“You two are still disgustingly cute you now that? I thought after four years it would subdue but I guess not.” Lotte laughed. “Come one I think it’s time. Everyone else has already done their initiation. I’ll go in first and give Leah the signal. You just come in behind me. There is another sliding door that’s not completely closed you can see into the room, but Less won’t see you.”

You nodded and followed Lotte to the sliding door. You could see the girls sitting on different round tables chatting and snacking on sweets.

When you saw the blonde locks of your girlfriend you couldn’t help the smile. It was still so good to see her eating carefree.

The first few months after Alessia went back to England worked surprisingly good. You once again called at least once a day. Talking and just being together. But soon you noticed that something changed in Alessia. Her eyes lacked that twinkle and her smile didn’t feel real. You noticed her loosing weight and skipping meals. Where you once had cooked meals together she would say that she had already eaten. When she completely ruptured her hamstring only month after coming to Man U it all got ten times worse.

Her hair got dull, you could start to see her cheekbones and collarbones.

You tried to talk to her but with no result. She always told you that everything was fine and that she was feeling great besides her hamstring Ofcourse. So you decided to take matters into your own hands. Talking to your teachers and Coaching stuff you were allowed to leave for winter break a week earlier and booked a ticket to Manchester. You asked Lotte for Ella’s number who helped you surprise your girlfriend.

And it was the best decision you could have made. Alessia was so happy to see you and within two days she broke down in your arms.

“I think I need help.” She had sobbed. “I… I am so scared to eat. At first I just counted my calories but I know what I do is not healthy anymore. I thought I looked better but then my hamstring happend. I know my body isn’t strong enough but I don’t want to gain weight.” You had tried to console her the whole night. You told her that she looked beautiful, that you loved her and that she wasn’t alone.

The next daythe two of you talked to her team psychologist. You were there for her the whole time. And slowly over the next two weeks you watched her smile return. She started to cook for the two of you. Healthy foods without measuring the calories. Sometimes it was harder for her sometimes it was easier.

Sadly you had to go back to the US shortly after New Year but you still cooked together over FaceTime and eating together afterwards. Sometime Alessia would fall back to old habits and trying to skip a meal but you were always there to help her through it.

“Guys! I need your attention once more. I know you all thought that Emily and Sarah were the only signings but we’ve got one more surprise. She plays for the US national team. Has just won the NWSL with courage and is another addition to our UNC Squad.” While Leah introduced you, your eyes were solely on Alessia. You could see how she slowly figured it out and when it finally dropped she gasped. Hand flying to her mouth and tears starting to appear in her eyes.

“Y/n it’s your stage.” Leah waved you in. It was planned that you would right away start to play your song.

You came in playing the accords on your guitar. As it was an original that only Alessia knew a few pieces of there was no back up music playing.

“Hey guys. This song is an original piece that is really special to me. I wrote it about my relationship to a very special person. I hope you like it.”

Alessia was already in tears. Lotte had sat herself next to her pulling her into her arms. Emily as well was sitting next to your girl. She grinned at you. Smiling you started to sing.

“Just say the word

We'll take on the world

Just say you're hurt

We'll face the worst, oh

I can see, see the pain in your eyes

Oh, believe, believe me, and I have tried

No, I won't, I won't pretend to know what you've been through

You should know, I wish it was me, not you”

You would never forget the pain in Alessias eyes when she told you about her grandfather. How you had wished to be the one in pain. You never had lost someone so close to you before but you desperately wished you could take the pain from Alessia.

“And just say the word

We'll take on the world

And just say you're hurt

We'll face the worst

Nobody knows you the way that I know you

Look in my eyes, I will never desert you

And just say the word

We'll take on the world”

From the beginning of your relationship the both of you sticked together. No matter how hard the way was. You trusted each other. Now for years later you only needed to look at her to see what she needed. Yes you both knew each other better than anyone.

“And it's the fight

The fight of our lives

You and I, we were made to thrive

Oh, yeah

And I am your future

And I am your past

Never forget, we were built to last

Step out of the shadows and into my life

Silence the voices that haunt you inside”

Long distance was hard. But you always made time for each other. Both leaving everything behind to sea the other in person if needed. Never once thinking that you weren’t meant to be.

And just say the word

We'll take on the world

And just say you're hurt

We'll face the worst

Nobody knows you the way that I know you

Look in my eyes, I will never desert you

And just say the word

We'll take on the world

We'll take on the world

Oh, oh, oh, oh

And nobody knows you

The way that I know you

And nobody knows you

The way that I know you

“We'll fight, we'll crawl, into the night

I won't let go, with you by my side

The calm, the storm, we'll face it all”

Of course there were fights but never for long. You promised each other to never go to bed angry. You were just better together.

And just say the word

We'll take on the world

And nobody knows you

The way that I know you

Look in my eyes, I will never desert you

And just say the word (just say the, just say the word)

We'll take on the world

Take on the world”

Slowly you let the sound die out. Alessia had stood up once you were finished and you put down your guitar. Opening your arms she run to you. Catching her in your arms. “Is this for real?” She whispered in your ear. “Yes Baby. I signed my contract last week.” She laughed and pulled you even closer. “Can I kiss you? I don’t care if anyone knows. We are finally together and I want everybody to know who my beautiful fiancée is.” Instead of answering you, she kissed you, hard.

Wolf whistling sounded around you but the both of you didn’t care. “How I missed this, how I missed you.” The blonde whispered before pulling away from you but still touching you.

“Care to explain Russo?” Asked McCabe and your girlfriend laughed. You already knew a lot about your new teammates due to Alessia and also Lotte, so you weren’t surprised by the women’s comment.

“So guys this is Y/n she played together with Lotte, Em and myself at UNC. And she is my fiancée, we have been together for four years now.”

A lot of questions came your way but you didn’t care not a bit. You were just happy to finally be with your girl.

Y/n Y/l/n and Alessia posted to their instagram

Four years with you! From College to The Arsenal. “Together we take on the world.” From strangers to friends to lovers to fiancés. “You are my future. You are my past.” Love you endlessly ❤️

[magics-neptunes-things]

Dr. Bronze

Hi guys!

This is a small one with Ona and Lucy :) It comes from several request, so I hope you will like it!

Please enjoy ♥

TW : None

She’s a doctor. It’s still funny for Lucy to say that, but she likes the idea, to be honest. She’s pretty honored and this distinction made her think back about the woman she was at that time. She was so far away to imagine where she would be more than ten years later.

Not here in the English Camp, looking at Tooney and Alessia giggling about something she doesn’t want to know. But here like having be able to live so many things with football. She has won the Women’s Euro in 2022 and almost won World Cup in 2023 with England. And she won almost everything with Barcelona those last past years too.

And she can say that she never has been so happy as she is right now. And not only because of football, even if she met the woman she loves deeply thanks to football and their mutual friends.

She sighs softly when she reads one more time Ona’s last message, saying how sorry she is for not being able to come to the ceremony in Leeds University. Lucy wasn’t expecting her to be able to come to be honest, Ona is with her national team somewhere in Spain, training for the Olympics.

She would have love to see her again though. She misses her girlfriend, like crazy. They had a long discussion in Cuba about Lucy’s future and their relationship when they learn that Barça hasn’t accepted Lucy’s wishes. They knew it would be difficult to be separate again, but it was only for several months until Lucy will finish her career and come back in Barcelona to Ona.

That’s their project. Lucy joked about opening a bar, but she really thinks she would love it now. She hasn’t talk about it to Ona, scared that the younger one will make fun of her.

“Lucy, get your ass here right now or you will be late for fuck’s sake!”

Lucy groans when she hears her brother screaming in their parents’ house. It’s the day where she was supposed to received her distinction and she really needs to leave right now. But she really wanted to hear Ona’s voice before leaving and her girlfriend doesn’t seem to want to answer for now.

Lucy’s frowning when she comes down the stairs and when she goes in her brother’s car. Their parents’ left before them with Sophie, Lucy’s little sister, but the footballer can’t help and try to call Ona again.

“What the hell is she doing?” Lucy groans in a low voice.

“Maybe she’s tired of you. Maybe she realizes how easier it’s to live without you” Jorge teases her sister.

The slap he received after that echoes inside the car.

“Oy!”

“Shut up your face, will you?”

He rolls his eyes playfully, but Lucy’s reaction makes him realizes that maybe it isn’t the right place to joke. They never really talk about their respective feelings and love life to each other. But Jorge likes Ona, and he likes his sister with the Spaniard.

“Sorry if it was a bad choice for jokes” he says after a moment of silence.

Lucy groans for any answer, busy to write to Ona. She frowns again seeing that her messages are being delivered but not read.

“She’s not answering at anything” Lucy mumbles.

“I’m sur she’s fine, Luce. Maybe she has some tactical class or something?”

“Yeah. Maybe.”

She’s not scared anymore like she was last year when Ona wasn’t answering her phone quickly. It happened from time to time for Vilda being the reason of Ona’s silence. Vilda isn’t here anymore, and things got a little better since, even if it’s not the best conditions. But it’s the evening and they usually are free.

Jorge looks at his sister, briefly leaving the road with his eyes.

“You are going to be alright; you know? Ona and you.”

“How can you know?” Lucy asks after a moment of hesitation.

“I just know. That girl is really in love with you, and I can say you are too. It’s different from your other relationship, I can say it. And everyone who knows you can say it, you are like two parts of the same orange. It’s like all the things who could separate you aren’t and make you both even stronger.”

Lucy stays silence several seconds, really touched by her brother’s words. She’s sure that Ona is the love of her life, but she’s not sure that she’s Ona’s one. She will probably never be, never taking the girl for granted.

“It’s going to be so hard to be away from her” Lucy points softly.

“I never said it will be easy. But you will survive this.”

Lucy smiles for real this time. She never thought that Jorge’s words would one day make her feel better about her love life and her choices.

Ona still hasn’t answer to her when she faces the outfit she’s supposed to wear for the ceremony.

She would have love to see Ona sitting next to her mother in the crowd, but she’s not mad or even disappointed. Just a little bit sad to have a reminder of what their life will be for now. She will miss having Ona dead asleep next to her every morning when they were supposed to gets up for training. Or a koala-Ona begging her not to leave the bed.

After her speech, she got lost a little bit in her thoughts, but managed to smile at the right time and give right answers to what is addressed to her. They talk to some people around them for several times before Lucy’s father grab her arm.

“Come on, let’s go to the restaurant now” mumble Lucy’s father, probably tired of all this protocol.

Lucy smiles when Jorge snorts and follow her family, taking a look at her phone again. She got several notifications, but still nothing from Ona and she’s writing to Mariona when they pass the doors of the building.

“Hola, Doctor Bronze.”

Lucy almost misses a stair step. She knows that voice by heart and would be able to recognize it between thousands of other voices. But that voice isn’t supposed to be here, she’s supposed to be training in Spain.

But when she raises her eyes, Ona is really in front of her. With her freckles, her chocolate doe eyes and a slight cocky smile.

Lucy doesn’t speak, she breaks the distance to Ona in three great steps, before taking the youngest girl in her arms, in an embrace probably able to break her two or three ribs. But Ona doesn’t complain, in fact she puts her arms around Lucy’s shoulders and hide her face in her neck.

“You are here” Lucy whispers in Ona’s hair, making the Spaniard smiles.

“Of course I am” she whispers back.

“Don’t break your opponent’s back, Luce” Jorge shout from afar.

They both can hear Diane shoving Jorge and the others away, making the couple smile again.

“How are you here?” Lucy asks, looking at her girlfriend.

“Your parents came to take me from the airport. I explained to Tome what was happening, and she said I can come” Ona explains softly, stroking Lucy’s face with her fingers. “It’s just today and tomorrow though.”

“I take it” Lucy smiles.

And now that her family is gone, she puts her lips on Ona’s. She can feel her smile under her lips and she kind of regrets not to be alone with Ona to deepen the kiss.

“So, this is where you studied?” Ona asks, looking around.

Lucy hums, unable to stop looking at Ona. She got a tan from her training in Spain, and she definitively has more freckles. Lucy resists to the envy to kiss every single one of them, choosing to kiss her jaw instead.

“You want me to show you around?”

“Mh deepens. Will there be secret places where you took other girls to kiss?”

“No” Lucy laughs. “Come on.”

Without any hesitation, Ona takes the hand Lucy is reaching out, interlacing their fingers. Like she proposed, Lucy shows the places where she studied, even if she took a lot of classes online too, to be honest. But she likes to have her girlfriend for herself before actually going to the restaurant with her family.

They managed not to cross the path of a lot of people. They know that there is people around and probably photographers. Everyone has a smartphone to take a picture now anyway.

“Oh. There is one more place I want to show you” Lucy says while they were going back to the car. “Come.”

Ona happily follows her girlfriend, not letting her hand go a single second. Lucy turns behind an old building before stopping suddenly. Ona doesn’t really understand what happened, but soon she’s trapped between a wall and her girlfriend, who is smirking at her.

“Now, I have a place here where I kissed a girl on this campus.”

The rest of the night went well. They finally went to the restaurant where Lucy’s family was waiting for them and had a wonderful time. The food was delicious and even if they were with the others Bronze, Lucy never let Ona’s hand go. She played with her fingers during all the time they were sitting. Ona always got along pretty great with the others Bronze, much to her relief. Lucy didn’t have the least concern about it.

Then they finally went to the hotel where Ona took a room, happy to finally be alone. They couldn’t keep their hands away from each other as soon as Ona closes the door behind them.

After several hours and a long shower taking together, they are in bed, facing each other. Their legs are interlinked, and Lucy is stroking Ona’s hip while looking at her.

“I love you so much” Lucy says softly. “I can explain how happy I am to have you here.”

“I love you too. And my girlfriend is a Doctor, I couldn’t miss that, right? Doctor Bronze” Ona teases.

“Why is it so hot when you say it?”

Ona laughs this time and Lucy can only smiles, loving to hear that sound. Ona rolls on her back to stretch, but it’s not Lucy’s taste to see her walk away from her, even if it’s only a few centimeters. She passes her arms around Ona’s body to drag her against her.

“What if I sequester you and I take you to a secret place known only to me?”

“Would you stay with me?”

“Of course”

Ona smiles hearing Lucy’s evidence in her tone.

“Then it wouldn’t be a kidnapping, because I’d be entirely consenting.”

Lucy hums, passing one leg on both of Ona and hide her face in Ona’s neck. She misses her smell too. Lucy’s breath makes the younger shiver, but Ona doesn’t move, only playing with Lucy’s hair.

“What are you thinking about?” Ona asks, realizing that Lucy’s eyes are wide open.

“Barcelona” Lucy mumbles. “The places I love, the places we went together and the one I want to go the next time I’m back.”

“What’s your favorite place?” Ona asks curiously.

“Our home.”

It’s sappy, but Ona loves it. She passes her arms around Lucy to feel her better against her.

“You know how we talk about me coming back to Barcelona at the end of my career?” Lucy asks.

“Yeah?”

Ona’s voice is as calm as possible, but she can’t help but be scared that Lucy already change her mind. England is where she grew up, where her family is. It would be almost normal to want to come back here. Just like she herself wanted to go back to Barcelona.

“We never really talked about what I would do at this time.”

“What would you like to do?”

Ona watch as Lucy rolls on her stomach, so almost completely lying on Ona. But the English Woman just wants to be able to see Ona’s face.

“I know it was just a joke with Mapi in the beginning, but I think I would love to have my own bar. Just somewhere where people can come to drink something and watch sport on TV.”

Lucy is looking at Ona with a lot of attention, almost waiting for the Spaniard to laugh at her face. But Ona never does it, instead she looks thoughtfully at her girlfriend.

“If that’s what makes you happy Luce, just do it” Ona smiles softly.

“You make me happy.”

Ona rolls her eyes with a smile but happily let Lucy kiss her lovingly. The Spaniard missed her girlfriend as much as Lucy missed her. It wasn’t easy for her to let Lucy go in London, but her girlfriend’s happiness is what she cherishes the most.

“But during Barca Femeni’s and Spain women’s games, I’ll have to close the place to come watch you play” Lucy adds soon after.

“Will you wear my jersey?” Ona ask with a smile.

“Mh… Maybe”

“Hot” smirks Ona.

Lucy laughs softly, letting her finger run on Ona’s face. She seems to have more in mind, but Ona knows better than push her to know what’s going on in her mind. Just when she turns her face to kiss Lucy’s wrist, the latter talk again.

“Maybe our children will wear it too?”

“What, a Spanish jersey or a Batlle one?” Ona smirks.

They talked already about having children together, but not really about what team they could play. if they want to play, of course. Lucy is surprised by Ona question, she never thought about it to be honest. But if they stick to their plans, they will be living in Barcelona, so it will be logical for them to play for Spain.

“We will let them chose” Lucy answers wisely.

“Sure, Dr. Bronze” Ona chuckles.

[saccharinesyrup]

The Quickly-Solved Struggles of Having an Internationally Famous Boyfriend

Your boyfriend Isagi has been getting too much attention lately.

You never really pinned yourself as the jealous type, but hearing several different batches of random girls squealing over your now internationally-famous boyfriend on the tv screen was starting to convince you otherwise.

This is not to say that you aren't proud of your boyfriend, absolutely not. You've seen firsthand his dedication to soccer and how far it's gotten him. He's on a world stage now like he deserves, but international fame coupled with being a fairly attractive athlete makes for many many fans. 

You know in your heart you can't blame them for pining because obviously you knew your boyfriend was attractive. But you were also one of the only people who bothered noticing that fact in high school, so you weren't used to sharing and honestly never thought you'd have to (the girls in high school knew you got to him first already so they didn't even matter in your mind).

A good handful of people in high school managed to realize that Isagi was a perfectly good, boyfriendable choice, but most preferred the more extreme, exciting types. You pride yourself on realizing early that Isagi Yoichi was the best and only choice for you, taking him off the market as soon as humanly possible.

But these girls were innocently, blissfully unaware that Isagi Yoichi had a perfectly good, wonderful, cute, pretty, hilarious, vibrant, lovely, amazing girlfriend waiting for him at home already. And although this is not a sin, the territorial little green monster inside of you would like to claim otherwise.

You almost want to be mad at him for being so obviously attractive in front of live national television. Considering how long it's been since you've seen him last, you might just let yourself be just to keep him on his toes—can’t let him get too comfortable.

"Do you have anyone at home outside of Blue Lock you want to dedicate your winning goal to?"

Your ears perk up at the recognition of your boyfriend's voice coming out of the speakers again. For the man that just confidently claimed he'd lead Japan to victory on his own just a minute ago, Isagi seems to have reverted back to his normal self with a shy, but earnest grin on his face.

"I'd like to dedicate it to my girlfriend back home! She's been my biggest supporter ever since high school and I owe a lot to her! I love you!"

You hear the group of girls immediately groan in disappointment and you feel a sense of smug superiority fill your bones. That's right. Isagi Yoichi loves you , an honor you share only with his parents and soccer and no one else.

"Aw man…"

"Of course he already has a girlfriend…"

You suppose you won't be upset at Isagi for now.

—

It's been several days since then, and Isagi Yoichi's mystery girlfriend has since been the hot topic of the Under-20 soccer world. You are currently laying on the couch, mindlessly scrolling through your socials and reading outlandish speculations and theories. You think your favorite is one about how Isagi's girlfriend is a Blue Lock PR stunt and doesn't even actually exist.

You wouldn’t personally call yourself a sadist, but maybe all of the posts lamenting his taken status make you chuckle.

Meanwhile, the very man of the hour was peacefully snuggled into your stomach, arms secured firmly around your waist as you brushed your fingers through his fluffy hair. He’s halfway off to sleep already and you told him just to knock out already, but he’s been fighting off his heavy eyelids for a while now.

Something about missing you for too long and wanting to stay awake to be with you or whatever.

“Yoichi."

A sleepy grumble.

"The web is talking all about you, you know?”

“They are?”

“Mhm. You’re apparently Japan’s number one heart-breaker, right now for dating me. You sure you’re not gonna regret rejecting all the attention?”

You had meant it as a joke, just a little tease to bother your boyfriend. But Isagi has a way of reminding you all the time why you fell in love with him.

Suddenly he’s fully up and awake again, his eyes are meeting yours from below, his eyebrows furrow in seriousness. “Never. I’ll never want anyone else, but you. I’m glad they know I’m taken now.”

You sweep his bangs up with your hand and lean down to give him a little kiss on his forehead.

"I'm just kidding. I know I’m your number one just like you’re mine."

Oh maybe you do feel just a little bad for those girls online. Isagi Yoichi is all yours and they’ll never be loved by him just like this in that way that makes your heart feel full and light.

And they’ll never get to tease him like you get to do.

"But about how those other soccer boys were looking at you…"

[heartilywrites]

Hiii, how is your day 😊 Can I request a Korra x bookworm!reader? it can be headcanons or a oneshot. Thank you!!

𝓖uide to Love ; Korra

request guide | masterlist

resume: where Korra has a girlfriend and she loves to read.

content warning: fluff ; comfort ; Korra x fem!reader ; mix of headcanons and one shot! ; it isn't stipulated if r is a bender or not as well her nation ; no use of y/n

wc: 1.4k

a/n: hi darling <3 i'm sorry i took too long with your request, but here it is finally :D i saw so many paintings of women reading while looking for one to have as banner here and they were the most beautiful thing HOPE YOU ENJOY:D

،، I feel like we made it pretty far now we're stargazing.

⭑ The day Korra and you met, both of you were in a library.

⭑ Asami had dragged her to the place asking for help in getting a book about thermodynamics she needed for her new project with Varrick.

⭑ Of course, she went, but reluctantly... At least until she saw you sitting at a table reading.

⭑ She wanted to go up to you and talk, but when she saw you so immersed in the book and taking notes, she decided that maybe it wasn’t the best idea.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “She has it.” Asami got her attention, pointing at you... Well at the pile of books by your side. “I'll ask her if I can lend it.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Wait!” the avatar spoke almost in a scream, gaining weird looks her way. “Let me ask her, maybe if I tell her I'm the Avatar she would let us have it.”

Asami was so close to oppose her friend, but she was already walking to you. At first instance you ignored the girl when she cleared her throat and asked if the seat was taken, she took the chair a bit uncomfortable.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Hey, what are you reading?” she asked trying to initiate a conversation again. You just held the book up for her to read the cover. “Oh, wow... I love that book too.”

You froze in place, the book was about analytics, when you looked at her your eyebrows raised. “Oh, OH! You're the avatar!” she smiled crooked at you and you reciprocated the action with a little smile from you. “It's an honor meeting you.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “The honor is mine...” she left the words in the air, you said your name to her. “Listen, uhm, my friend needs the book of thermodynamics you have there, you think it's okay if we take it?”

You looked to your book pile and took from it the one needed. “Sure, take it, I finished with it already.”

Asami, who was watching expectant the whole conversation, made a celebration and Korra smiled taking the book. “Thank you so much, I hope we can meet again so I can compensate for this.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Nonsense,” you moved your hand, before taking again your pen. “It's a pleasure to help.”

⭑ And that was the very moment were Korra started to fall for you.

⭑ The Avatar found herself wondering about you, what you liked to read, what was your favorite book, did you had a favorite author?

⭑ It was killing her, she never asked for any other information besides your name and she thought it was the loveliest name she had ever heard.

⭑ She could ask Asami if she needed any other book, that is correct, but she knew the girl would also tease her and she didn’t want that.

⭑ So Korra did the reasonable thing: she went back to the library without an excuse.

Thanking the spirits when she saw you reading again, she walked to you. A small 'hi' was said from her, you recognized her voice and looked up from your book.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Hey, Avatar.” you said in a fun tone, straightening in your seat. “I don't have any books to lend today, unless you want to ask me for the novel.”

Korra laughed a little bit while shaking her head. “No, don't worry, I just... Uhh, I wanted to come here to take some books, but I don’t really know where to start, can you maybe help me?”

The southerner could swear she saw your eyes glow with excitement at your question and you nodded with the same feeling, putting a divider on the page you were just reading, both of you started to walk on the library's hallways while you talked about some of the best novels you read and she just listened with pleasure.

⭑ After that one interaction, Korra came back out with a set of around seven books and a date with you.

⭑ Her friends teased her when they saw her with the pile of books, as she expected them to do.

⭑ But she was happy, that was all that matter.

⭑ The day for the date arrived fast, she had told you to met at a cafe. She was late for a couple of minutes and found you reading a different novel from the one she saw you read at the library. A smile appeared on her face.

⭑ The date went by swiftly, you both had a great time and Korra asked for a second date. Then a third, a fourth, a fifth and at the sixth date she wanted to ask you out formally.

⭑ And after you accepted, her days and yours were more brighter than before.

⭑ Korra would bring you short stories she found that reminded her of you.

⭑ When she went to visit her parents she brought back a couple of books from her tribe for you to read after you told her you were interested in learning more about her culture.

⭑ You even started a tiny book club between the two of you were you would discuss a book she read recently and you had already read.

⭑ Sometimes one of her friends would join to the book club for an specific title and that made you happy.

⭑ Two years into dating, Korra had moved in with you into your apartment.

⭑ When she first arrived, she was amazed by the amount of books you had on your bookshelf, in a tiny nightstand type of furniture and a tiny mountain you had on the floor next to the couch that was surely growing.

⭑ She loved coming back home to you always sitting in the couch reading.

⭑ Or at the table with a cup of tea.

⭑ Or laying on the floor.

⭑ Even seated on top of the small furniture with books on it.

After a tough day, Korra came home late that day. You already were in the room, she deduced after not seeing you in your usual spots.

She made her way to the master bedroom and when the door was open, her eyes were met with your figure seated in the bed, a blanket over your legs and halfway done cup of tea on your nightstand. She knocked on the door and your eyes shot back up, a smile of happiness was drawn on your face and your eyes shined at the sight of your girlfriend, after adding the divider on the book and setting it besides the cup you reached out for her with your arms opened.

Korra was quick to join you with one of her hands behind her back and greeted you with a small kiss. “Guess what I got you today?”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Mhmmm...” you thought for a second while surrounding her neck with both arms. “Another plastic plant?” you asked giggling.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “That would've been a good idea, but no.” from behind her she let two books lay on your lap, you looked down at them.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “...Korra, is this the last book of my novel!?” you asked with surprise at the first one you saw, she confirmed with a sound from her throat. You looked at her and stole a kiss from her lips. “Thank you so much, I thought I was going to read it a hundred years after everyone else.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “You know, everything for my girlfriend.” she said, shrugging like it was no big deal. “Look at the other one.”

You left the book on top of the one you were reading and looked at the title of the next one. A laugh was hold on your throat, making you pinch the bridge of your nose for a little bit.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “So? You like it?” she asked, you were trying to calm yourself not laugh so hard at her. “I saw you read one the first time we met and brought you another one.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “It's a really thoughtful gift, my love,” you started with a shaky voice. “But that time I was doing a research paper for one of my friends.”

Korra blinked for moments, making you laugh, you couldn’t hold it back anymore. “Well, isn't that awkward.” she laughed with you afterwards. “At least we have one for the memories so we can remember how we met.”

You pouted for a second before leaving that book with the others too and pull her closer to you. “I love you, Korra, it's the best gift I've had.” and once more, you lips met hers in a delightful kiss now.

[mamaestapa]

Jealousy, Jealousy|| Joe Burrow x reader

•pairings: Joe Burrow x reader, slight Sam Hubbard x reader

•prompt: #7 (request by @whacknrotten)

•summary: Joe can’t help but get jealous of how close you are with Sam, your childhood best friend

•warnings: alcohol, jealous joe, allusions to sex

Joe had his arm wrapped around your waist as you tipped your head back, finishing off your second Vodka Cran with ease. He gently squeezed your waist as you patted his hand that was laying on the table.

You and Joe were out with some of his teammates and their girlfriends. The off-season just started and as a way to celebrate the success the Bengals had this year, Ja’Marr invited a few of the guys out for drinks.

You and especially Joe, weren’t much of the party type. Back in your college days though you were always going to parties. You and your friends would stay up late partying on the weekends and wake up Monday morning with the worst hangovers. You still passed all of your classes and graduated with honors, despite all of your partying and hangovers.

Joe was the same way in college. He didn’t party as much as you though. At least, that’s what he tells you. But you’ve seen the videos of him at the bars and clubs celebrating after winning the national championship ;)

Now, you weren’t there with Joe when he was at LSU, but you were when he was at Ohio State. You and Joe had been good friends while he was at Ohio State, but when he moved away to Louisiana, the two of you drifted apart. However, the summer before your Junior year rolled around was when it all changed. Joe was visiting family in Ohio when he stopped by Sam Hubbards place, who happened to be your childhood best friend, so you were over there when Joe came to visit. You and Joe picked up right where you left off before he left for Louisiana. That night you had a blast with Joe and the others at Sam’s. And before he left for the night, Joe asked you out on a date. You of course said yes. You’ve always had feelings for Joe, no matter how many miles away he was from you.

Now, almost three years later, you and Joe are inseparable. You’ll always be thankful for your mutual friendship with Sam that brought the two of you back to eachother.

You set your empty glass on the table, turning your head to look at Joe as you smiled up at him, “I’m going to get another drink, I’ll be back.”

Joe nodded and unwrapped his arm from your waist so you could slide out of the booth.

“I’ll get it for you sweets.”

You shook your head and stood up, already feeling the alcohol kicking in. You shook your head slightly and reached out to grab your glass, but a large hand reached out and grabbed it before you could.

“I got it, Y/n/n, you go sit back down.”

You smiled, “Thanks Sammy.”

He grinned at the nickname. You’ve been calling Sam, Sammy, since you were nine years old when you met him. The two of you grew up in the same neighborhood in Cincinnati and have been best friends ever since.

You sat back down in the booth, expecting Joe’s arm to wrap around your waist once again. When it didn’t, you frowned. You glanced up at him, seeing his jaw clench as he looked at the bar. You placed your hand on his bicep, causing him to look away from the bar and down at you.

“You okay?” you asked, a look of concern on your face as you spoke.

He picked up his water and took a sip before simply stating, “Yup.”

You rolled your eyes at his response. Something was clearly bothering him, but he’d never tell you. Your annoyance soon turned to happiness as you saw Sam walking back to the booth with your drink in his hand. As he got closer, Joe put his arm around your waist and gently pulled you close to him. You were slightly taken aback, but happy nonetheless to have his arm back around you.

“Here you go, Y/n/n.” Sam smiled, handing you your drink. You thanked him and took a sip of the tart liquid. As you sat the glass down Sam started chuckling.

“What?” You asked with furrowed eyebrows.

“You got a little something.” He said, gesturing to his mouth.

“Oh!” you quickly wiped your mouth off. “Did I get it?”

He chuckled and reached over the table, swiping a drop of liquid on the side of you mouth with his thumb.

Joe was watching the two of you in disbelief. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. You were his girlfriend, not Sam’s. He should be the one that wipes the alcohol away with his thumb, not Sam.

Some time passed and you were all chatting in booth, talking about off season plans. You sat listening to Ja’marr talk about his upcoming trip when you started to feel the alcohol kick in. You were a little tipsy, wanting to go do something fun instead of sit around and talk.

“Sam,” you said, causing him to turn his attention away from Ja’Marr and to you instead. He smiled, waiting to hear what you had to say. “Wanna go play darts?”

He nodded and got out of the booth.

“You lead the way, Y/n/n.”

You tried to get out of the booth, but Joe’s arm was wrapped around your waist, keeping you next to him in the booth. He wasn’t trying to keep you there, he was busy in conversation with Ja’Marr. You rolled your eyes and tried to get out of his grasp.

“Joe, let go.” You said sternly, causing him to pull his arm away from your waist instantly. You had never spoken to him in such a stern tone before and it left him shocked and confused. Once his arm was off your waist, you let out a breath and hopped out of the booth. You grabbed Sam’s hand and pulled him away to the dart boards that were on the other side of the bar.

Joe was fuming. He didn’t know if he was more angry with Sam or more upset with you.

Joe didn’t hate going out to the bar, he just had a different definition of a fun night. Joe would much rather be at home playing video games or building legos and laying on the couch with his girl instead. He only went the bar with the guys tonight because you promised you’d stay with him the whole night. But look what happened there. You certainly didn’t hold up to your promise and that made Joe a little disappointed. He wasn’t necessarily upset that you weren’t next to him the whole night like you promised, he was more upset over the fact that you were spending your time with Sam.

For as long as he’s been dating you, Joe has always been jealous of Sam. Him and Sam have been friends since the two of them attended Ohio State, so he knows Sam would never try to take you away from him, but he still can’t help but feel a little jealous when Sam looks at you a bit too long or when you talk to Sam longer than you do him. Plus, Sam has known you much longer than Joe has. Besides, there’s probably things Sam knows about you that even Joe doesn’t know (well, not yet at least).

Joe sat, jaw clenched tightly and hands clasped together on the table as he watched you laugh happily with Sam as the two of you played darts. Sam had just gotten a perfect score, beaming with excitement as he gave you a high five you. You playfully push his chest and he hands you the darts, watching with a smile as you attempt to match his score. Joe lets out a sigh as he gazes longingly at you. You missed the inside of the board, hitting the wall instead. You let out a loud laugh and Sam just chuckled as he got behind you and helped guide your arm so you could get the dart in the bullseye.

That’s it. Joe thought as he watched Sam help you make the throw.

He shook his head and got out of the booth, beginning to walk away when Tee called out for him.

“Yo Burrow!”

He sighed and turned around to look at his teammate.

“What’re you doin?”

Joe shrugged, “Just need some air.”

With that he walked away from the booth his confused friends were sat in. He opened the door and stepped outside the bar, grateful for the crisp evening breeze that greeted him as he stepped out of the muggy bar.

Meanwhile, as you were playing darts with Sam you glanced over to the booth, a frown immediately appearing on your face as you noticed Joe was gone. Maybe he was just in the bathroom? You turn your attention back to Sam, who was trying to get another perfect score. Your frown deepened as you thought about Joe.

You knew how much he didn’t like going out. You knew he’d rather stay home with you, doing things that both of you can enjoy together. You dragged him out to the bar with his teammate’s, promising to stay by his side the whole night.

You broke that promise.

You glanced back at the booth, hoping to see Joe back in his spot from earlier. Your heart dropped as you noticed he was still gone. You had to figure out where he went because you needed to have a talk with him. You needed to apologize to him.

“I’ll be right back,” you said to Sam before making your way over to the booth.

“Long time no see,” Ja’Marr chirped, “almost thought you forgot about us.”

You gave Ja’Marr a tight lipped smile in response. You looked around the surrounding area, still seeing no sign of Joe.

“Have you guys seen Joe?”

Tee scoffed, “Hell yeah we’ve seen him.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, giving him a look of confusion.

Morgan frowned, “Joe hasn’t really been himself since you went off with Sam…”

“Do you know where he went?” you asked, your frown matching Morgan’s.

“Went outside to get some air,” Ja’Marr replied after taking a shot.

You nodded and thanked the group at the booth, quickly walking away and making your way outside the bar. You hoped Joe was still outside. You opened the door, slightly sighing in relief as you saw Joe standing to the side, looking off into the distance with his arms crossed and jaw clenched. He was watching the sun set while the busy sounds of the city of Cincinnati filled the somewhat peaceful environment that was the outside of the bar. You slowly walked over to him, thinking what about what you were going to say with each step you took. You knew Joe could tell you were there, he was just being too stubborn to acknowledge your presence.

Once you got close enough to him, wrapped your arms around his torso, pressing your cheek to the middle of his upper back. You felt his tense muscles immediately relax at your touch.

“Hey you,” you said softly, pulling Joe out of his thoughts. He hummed in response. You pulled yourself off of his body and grabbed his hand, lacing his fingers with yours as you moved to be directly in front of him.

“You OK?

He shrugged and stayed completely silent. You sighed and gently squeezed his hand.

“Joe-.”

“No, I’m not OK,” He said, sounding slightly frustrated. He let go of your hand, making you frown at the lack of his touch, “my girlfriend made me go to the bar tonight even though I didn’t want to go. I only went because I knew it would make her happy and because she promised to stay by my side the whole night. But then, we get there and she acts like I don’t exist. She hangs out with this guy who she claims is just a friend, but I don’t really know anymore because tonight has proved something completely different.”

You scoff, but your frown turns up to a slight smirk as Joe continues his rant.

“I thought maybe he’d have a little more respect for me and my relationship, but who knows maybe I’m crazy for thinking that. He’s been around her the whole night and it bothers me, a lot.”

You raised your eyebrows, not believing what you were hearing. You chuckled and grabbed his hand.

“I think someone’s jealous.”

He rolled his eyes and scoffed, “I am not.”

You smiled, “Just a little bit.”

“Fine,” Joe sighed, “maybe I am a little jealous.”

“I knew it.”

Joe smiled and chuckled softly, “I just can’t help it, Y/n. You’ve been all over Sam tonight.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you upset, or jealous.” You said, moving closer to Joe so you could lay your head on his shoulder. You wrapped your arms around his arm as he laid his cheek against the top of your head. “You know Sam is like a brother to me, right? I haven’t seen him in a while and it was nice to catch up with him. I’d never do anything behind your back and I’d never cheat on you, Joey.” You lifted your head and placed a gentle kiss on his shoulder.

“I love you too much.” you said softly, a small smile appearing on your face as you looked up at Joe, who was smiling down at you. He moved you so you were standing directly in front of him. Joe wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his tall frame, squeezing you gently.

“I love you. I’m so lucky to have you.”

You smiled and craned your neck up to give him a kiss. You pulled away and frowned softly.

“I’m sorry for ruining your night, making you jealous.”

“S’alright, sweets,” the corners of his lips turned into a playful smirk, “I have a way you can make it up to me.”

“Oh yeah?” you asked, eyebrow raised, “and what’s that?”

“You let me show you who you belong to.”

You bit your lip slightly at his lustful words, looking forward to what was coming soon. You should make Joe jealous more often…

hey loves!!

in honor of joes 5th year option getting picked up, here’s an imagine ;)

i also got this request a while back and it’s been sitting in my drafts, unfinished, so i figured i’d finish it and post it for you to enjoy while you wait for the next chapter of welcome to the jungle (if you read it, that is:)

i’m not sure when the next chapter will be posted. to be honest, i haven’t even started writing it yet. these next two weeks are very busy for me as the semester is coming to an end, so please be patient with me!

i’ll hopefully have a new chapter out by this weekend at the earliest, or end of next week at the latest.

i hope everyone is doing well!

much love🤍

[daisyiskull]

In honor of national girlfriends day I decided to post my bitch >_<

[wosoluver]

Ornella x reader where reader got selected for the national team rather then the u20s so her and ornella don't get to spend time together and reader rings in the middle of the bight crying to ornella about the whole vilda stuff and ornella comforts her and then when they see each other again reader breaks down and they cuddle or something like that?

I want to come home

Ornella Vignola x Spanish player!Reader

tw: emotional abuse.

──✩₊⁺⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧──

We had won and lost together. We were world champions for the U20 together. It was only natural to believe we would step up to the Absoluta together.

But you didn't.

Ornella was so supportive and so happy for you, but you couldn't help but feel like you were somehow betraying the dream you too shared together.

It sucked being separated. Her in the U20 and you on the absoluta.

As the days came closer to travel to camp, you naturally became more and more excited. It was every footballer's dream to represent their country. It was an honor selected for only a few. You couldn't wait to be there, to play. These would be your golden years!

Arriving wednesday morning on camp, you we're so glad to see Paralluelo. She like you had moved up, and was really the only one you knew personally. But unlike you she was already very connected to most players. Coming from Barça did help. But she knew how you must have been feeling, she was quick to choose you as her roommate. And honestly you were so glad.

During first training you felt so confident, so lucky to be there.

Until you didn't.

And that was about four days into camp. You were trying your best to hold on your own. You didn't want to be the younger player complaining about her chance. You didn't want to seem like you weren't professional. Like you couldn't stand your ground. Like you were too weak mentally to be among those players.

Even to Salma, who you'd usually were very chatty with. You choose to hide it. And pretend it wasn't there. Like it was nothing.

But it was something. Something very concerning to say the least.

When you called her crying in the middle of the night, Ornella panicked. Not because of the time on the clock, you guys always called eachother whenever. She panicked seeing the state you were in.

Eyes puffy, crying without barely being able to breathe.

You wanted to tell her about everything. About how you were being babied by Vilda and his whole committee. At the same time you were forced to withstand their harsh treatment as if you were made of rock. As if you didn't have emotions to keep in check. As if your mental health didn't matter as long as your body was delivering results.

"What's wrong? Are you hurt? Did you get hurt during training today?" - Poor girl, everyone had heard of Vilda's reputation, even though nobody thought it could be that bad. So that didn't come to mind to her. She thought the worse that could've happened was you getting hurt and being cut.

You shook your head no, but couldn't further explain. I took time for you to calm down. But your girlfriend waited patiently.

"It's much different from what I imagined here." - By know the tears were flowing freely. -" I've never been pushed so hard to my extreme"

"What's going on? Talk to me, please."

"I'm so tired, I want to come home." - "I don't want to be waked up in the middle of the night for random check ins." - "I don't want to be timed on how much time I take to eat every meal. I don't want to feel like I'm worthless to the team if I'm not scoring." - you paused for a bit, to try and form sentences that made sense. So you could explain. - "As soon as I arrived the whole staff started to treat me like a kid. Like when your mother goes to an appointment and shows up with an inconvenient child. They treated me like their biggest inconvenience. And that turned into mockery. And I tried to be strong, I I- I didn't want to complain, and be the crybaby once again. I wanted to show Vilda I deserve to be here. That I'm not the "little girl from team B"- God I fucking hate being called that!"

"Oh baby, I'm so sorry, I don't know what to do. I feel so helpless. I had no idea it has this kind of abusive. How is this even aloud? This isn't aloud right? It's not aloud! You need to make a complaint about him! You need to come foward an-" - her face red from anger, from frustration when you cut her off.

"I can't. I doesn't work that way here. I've heard even Alexia and Paredes have tried to stand up to him. But apparently he has a green light to do whatever it takes to make sure the team delivers."

"But this isn't normal, this is borderline abuse! It sounds more like your going through torture not training!"

"But I have to stay, I have to be here! This is my chance amor! This is what we've wanted for the longest time! I'm lucky to be here, Vilda keeps threatening he could easily replace us. But that's the thing, he can! I can't loose this chance!"

"That's not healthy Y/N! Do you even hear yourself!? Your being mistreated and think you should be grateful for it! It's okay to admit that your not okay, your not weak, you're just human!"

"It doesn't matter. Tomorrow night we have the match. I know they'll most likely keep me on the bench anyway."

"Although this isn't right and you shouldn't be going through this situation, hold on okay!? You just have to make through two more days and you'll be home. You'll be with me. Where you're safe."

"I love you mi amor. I wish I could say "I wish you were here" but I wouldn't wish this for anyone." - You sounded so broken. Nothing like the girl who arrived in camp almost a week ago. That girl was excited and scared of the new. And now she was disappointed and scared of the reality.

"I love you, and I'm so distraught there's nothing we can do about it." - She looked defeated. Worse than you'd ever seen. And you felt bad once again, for dragging her into this mess. For worrying her so much.

"I'm going to try to get some sleep." - You we're beyond tired at this point. Wishing you could fall asleep and wake-up home. In your girlfriend's embrace.

"Okay. Anything, I mean anything, let me know alright?"

"I will. I promise."

And you were right. The next day all you could do was sit and watch. Secretly thankful. You were drained. And not just you. All the girls seemed on edge. All you could do was wonder how they do it. How do they keep going. You had only been there a week. They've been enduring this for much, much longer. Yet they win and win, again and again. While staying strong (at least on the outside), and holding each other up.

On the way home you reflected a lot. This was so different from how you imagined. And made you realize how much you still had yet to mature. You were almost throwing the towel, while those amazing women kept fighting like that was a simple 9-5 job.

In a way being by their side and feeling the love for what they do, help you put things into perspective in a way that your career hadn't yet been able to do.

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Arriving home I let out the biggest sigh. Feeling the anxiety of being always on alert washout. And then I ran up to her. And all I could do was cry. And let out all the pain, all the exhaustion come out of me.

"You're okay Y/N! I'm here.

You're home now.

You're home." - you didn't even answer her, and you didn't have to. She knew you. And she could tell how heavy this all was. - "I know this is your dream-"

"Our dream."

"But this can't come at any cost. This is not right! Your love for football is what got you there! It's not fair! I doesn't make sense to be there, if it makes you hate it. If makes you contemplate leaving it!"

"How did you know I contemplated leaving it? I didn't dare to say it out loud."

"I saw it in your eyes." - she said that last sentence sadly.

And you two held each other for what it felt like an eternity. You were safe.

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Sorry this took a little long. Also couldn't stop writing, hope it's some good!

[universallydestinytaco]

“Pursuit of Happiness” (ONE SHOT)

🔥🔥🔥🔥🎉🎉🎉🎉 🤩🤩🤩🤩 WAKE UP BABE NEW AU DROPPED!!!

So basically what if it was Mr. President except in Jimble’s place it’s Charlie who is the much-maligned and unpopular US President in this show’s universe so when he calls Smiling Friends for a solution he meets his old College roomie Pim who actively tries to improve his reputation and after some wacky hijinks, Charlie gets hit with a realization or two.

Charlie thought of his life as a rags-to-riches story of sorts, it felt like yesterday he was in his crummy studio apartment on his gamer PC, next thing he knew he was elected President of the United States of America after a successful if not eccentric campaign promising a future in the hands of a less out of touch old rich man and instead on a young fresh face who really knew what the people wanted, even being nicknamed “King Dompler” amongst the 20-something voters he greatly appealed to….too bad there was just one teensy problem: Charlie never really studied in politics or law, so he never really had an experience in governing a population of people, but the people never thought much of it at first. “What could possibly go wrong?”, indeed!

While his Inauguration was initially a roaring success that felt more like a wild teen party than a formal event with guests chanting “King Dompler” in his honor, it seemed a bad omen reared its ugly held once the beloved former President was rushed to the hospital from food poisoning and passed away the next day. Charlie payed his respects where they were due, but didn’t think that one moment was a foreshadowing of the next four years, right?

During his first day in office he passed everyone of his voters a free vape kit as a “thank you”, only to be widely condemned by many anti-smoking campaigns and his less-than graceful and mature response by flipping them the bird on social media did nothing to quell it, then he’d realize too soon that his choice of letting his buddy Jombo be Vice President was a huge mistake because while he was away during Vacation not only did Jombo raise hell he straight up flew out of the state and pinned the whole thing on Charlie! Charlie tried to make it up to the people with his attempt at improving the economy with the proposal in the form of a rousing speech that ignited initial hype only for his deed to go down in flames alongside the stock market. As if that wasn’t enough bad press many where sorely disappointed he didn’t bother having the White House decorated for the annual Christmas Party where the press expected an orient display with a huge Christmas tree only to be met with just a single stubby branch with one ornament hanging from the top….but that was just the icing on the cake! Charlie’s slovenly, drunken display was seen as outrageously disrespectful to the rest of the world leaders he invited and the overall representation of his own country. Within an entire year Charlie went from being seen as the mascot of a perfect future for the US to a universally-loathed laughingstock and an embarrassment to the nation to the point where his girlfriend-turn-First Lady, Zoey, publicly broke up with him while furiously spitting out how she wound up saddled with an utterly inconsiderate and buffoonish prick in the first place, needless to say that event sure had the internet spamming emojis of laughing faces at the President’s expense. To add insult to injury, Dj Spitz who once endorsed President Charlie, dropped a topical diss-track titled “King Dork” as a mean-spirited play on his initial nickname.

One morning Charlie sighed, reminiscing his carefree 20s while signing papers as he heard a jeering crowd outside the Oval Office flinging compost at the windows and holding up signs that read: “King Dork” and “F**ck Dompler”, not even bothering to ask security to shoo them away, he just wanted to save face by telling everyone that this was all just an elaborate joke and go back to his normal life, but then his inner-Alpha Male chewed him out like a yelling drill sergeant nagging him in his mind to not give up like a coward and to prove himself as a worthy leader….but how? After he called a little company called “Smiling Friends”, a helicopter flew in to the court yard where out came a familiar face Charlie hadn’t seen in years: a little pink man in a sharp suit being escorted by security into the White House.

“Pim, is that you?!”

Pim immediately ran into Charlie with his arms wide for hugging, gushing about how proud he was his best friend was given the esteemed privilege of serving an entire nation (even if he was only serving mistake after mistake), Charlie didn’t feel like explaining how it went at the moment, he just wanted to take his mind off things. First he gave Pim a tour of the White House and all the splendor of the interior. Pim happily infodumped about his knowledge on US history and politics while naming who’s-who on the portraits of important figures on the wall and going into detail their roles in shaping America. Charlie even felt inspired by the stories of once unpopular presidents that restored their good image by the amazing deeds they performed….that was when Charlie remember the exact reason why he called Smiling Friends in the first place! He invited Pim to dinner to recap in-depth the whole of his disastrous first year in office, that was when Pim channeled his inner quirky cartoon character by snapping his fingers and proposing a couple solutions that could fix everything! Yaaay! :D

Charlie went with the first plan: hiring a team to transplant trees in places that needed some greenery, he picked out a breed that produced tasty-looking fruit that resembled apples, but it was discovered too late those weren’t apples but highly toxic, spore-bearing pods meant for weeding out other species. Okay that was a bust to say the least. The next suggestion involved pouring thousands of dollars to a promising charity helping the poor but right after the generous donation was dolled out the charity turned out to have been an elaborate scam by a dangerous criminal who used up the money for an entire supervillain lair full of weapons to terrorize the public with, happily announcing his ruse and thanking President Charlie Dompler for being oh-so naive enough to fall into his trap. The third suggestion? Well, Pim was still trying to think about it.

While the boys where back to the metaphorical drawing board, Pim was enjoying himself in the White House garden, Charlie couldn’t help but feel his heart melt feeling the presence of his cheerful, innocent friend gushing over the flowers and the bugs that populated the area, suddenly Charlie didn’t feel like he was in Washington anymore, but he was back in Pennsylvania at a park where he felt the energy to join Pim in basking in the springtime atmosphere, allergies be damned.

….

The next day, Pim and President Charlie flew out of Washington and back to Pennsylvania for a day away from the hustle-and-bustle of the capitol and even then Charlie still had to put up with the mockery and rude comments from the public, which he didn’t really care for at this point since he was already desensitized from the trolls who bullied him online 24/7. The boy payed a visit to Daveland and visited all the rides and attractions there, while sitting at a park bench enjoying the snacks they bought, Pim initiated had a fun conversation about all the times they spent together in College and the brief stint at their old jobs at, you guessed it, Salty’s! Charlie felt he was truly back at home, like he was lucky enough to get his hands on a time travel device and go back to a much happier time in his life with his incredibly sweet and supportive friend who stood by him every step of the way.

President Charlie then had a strong, heavy-hearted epiphany: That he never wanted to actually be the President to begin with. As you see, he got super drunk at a New Years party, then he climbed up on top of the DJ’s turntable set and went on a boastful speech about how he was going to be the common everyday man who would run for President against all odds and serving his fellow common folk, and while the speech wasn’t the most coherent and the grammar was messy, the proposal was delivered so authentically that everyone thought he was serious about this goal and so the inspired crowd cheered him on the entire night, chanting: “King Dompler! King Dompler!”. Charlie sobered up the very next day and found his speech was uploaded online to a thunderous applause in the comments section, speculating all the potential of having a common man like Charlie govern over the US. Giving in to peer-pressure to fulfill the void in his self-esteem, Charlie decided he’d run with it and the rest was history for better or worse.

It wouldn’t take long for President Charlie to realize what he really wanted when he and Pim were walking back to the latter’s place since no hotels wanted to deal with a controversial figure like President Charlie. The Sun set a long time ago and stars were appearing in the darkening sky as the Moon began to radiate it’s beams onto the streets and the daytime warmth chilled out into a crisp cold atmosphere where the boys began to see their breaths in the moonlight. Pim looked a little cold just wearing his iconic white shirt and blue shorts so Charlie took his jacket off and gave it to the smaller of the two, to which Pim thanked him and put the article on himself, feeling warm and snug inside during the rest of the walk. When they arrived at Pim’s cozy little home he prepared a simple yet scrumptious homecooked Shrimp Alfredo (This fanfic is sponsored by Hello Fresh, today you can get 99% your first order by entering promo code LOLJK) and for dessert, they indulged in pints of ice cream. Pim picked out strawberry cheesecake and Charlie picked one of those experimental flavors. The two relaxed in the couch with their dessert while streaming Meepflix, and it seemed Charlie really was just one of the people again, snuggled up to the sweetest man the world’s ever known, who fell asleep cuddling the taller critter so he pulled up a blanket to cover them both up so they could doze off together without a care in the world. As Charlie was about to reunite with Pim on the Dreamland Express, he thought to himself: “Why can’t everyday be like this?”…

One week later, Pim spent his Friday morning making himself a batch of waffles as the coffee machine was ready to perk, preparing for his last day of work before planning out his weekend. Normally he’d hang out with Alan, Glep or his friend circle outside of work but everyone had plans, while Pim understood, he didn’t being by himself for long, he already felt lonely enough every morning and night being the only resident in the house. As Pim waited for his waffles in the iron to get ready, he scrolled through his social media feed and was hit with (not so) shocking news: President Charlie resigned! Complete with a heartfelt and apologetic speech where he held himself accountable for every screw up he made during his run and that he didn’t care about who replaced him as long as they had their shit together and didn’t make the same mistakes he did, after finishing his speech, he immediately bolted out of scene and hopped into a helicopter taking him back to only God knows where…just then Pim received a knock at the door, turning out to be You-Know-Who with a bouquet of flowers and the happiest look Pim ever saw on his face.

“Thank you, Pim, for making me see the light.” Charlie spat out while explaining: “I was miserable not just because I was literally winging it and had no idea what I was doing, there was something missing in my life I sorely needed…” Pim smiled and jokingly asked: “A hearty and balanced breakfast? I’m making waffles and I can’t exactly finish all of them myself.” After seconds of silenced passed, the two critters burst into laughter and embraced with a passionate hug.

….

Fast forward to some time in the future, Ex-President Charlie got a fresh start in the town he hailed from, the landlord of his old Apartment was kind enough to let him have his old complex back and he got a job working alongside Pim as a Smiling Friend, rekindling some positive relations after his disastrous stint, heck he even managed to reconcile with his ex-wife Zoey who felt she was too hard on him during the heat of the moment and was super supportive of whoever was lucky enough to be his new love interest. Charlie and Pim hung out after work like old times doing silly things, spent nights at each other’s homes for Breakfsst and Dinner, ect. so it didn’t take long for them to go from being “guys being pals” to officially dating within the span of the seventh year they’ve known each other (it was about time too), the third date they’d go on was at a gorgeous beach in Brazil, where Charlie found himself in a Hawaiian shirt and trunks watching the sunset on a beach towel, accompanied by Pim in the cutest sundress cozied up near his lovable doofus of a boyfriend. Charlie may have been the worst President in recent memory, but at least to Pim, he was the best boyfriend anybody could ever have.

“This is the life.”

[agaypanic]

in honor of August 1st being National Girlfriend Day (and majority of the world not getting that it's for girls to celebrate their female friends) I present: you taking bree out on a special girl day and Chase planning a whole day for you (his gf) and being confused.

The minute you get to school, you can see the couples being extra and you think it's funny/slightly annoying that the world doesn't recongize that this is a day for the girlies. You immediately give Bree her coffee order and wish her a "Happy National Girlfriend Day." At first she thinks your mocking her but then you tell her that the day was meant for female friends not romantic gfs. You tell her that you planned a whole day together and you agree to spend the day laughing at the couples instead of Bree moping. You guys hang out for the rest of the morning and don't see the guys till later in the day.

Chase gives you your favorite flower and a very affectionate hello, and tells you he's been looking for you all day. He's being extra affectionate but he never explicitly says "Happy National GF Day." You either don't catch on or you just want to mess with him. By the end of the day Chase is a little annoyed that more of your attention has been going to Bree. When it's time to go home, Chase overhears you tell Bree "I'm going to home to change but I'll see you at your place!" When you say bye to Chase, you do the whole gf thing but you don't mention seeing him later.

You dress up all cute for you and Bree to take a walk down a street full of cute stores, grab a nice dinner, and go to a fair/festival. When you get to the house, Chase answers the door and is floored by how good you look. He brings you in, tells you how gorgeous you are, and smothers you in attention. After you say hi (and return his affections ofc) you call out for Bree. This is Chase's last straw because why is his gf spending more time with his sister than him on national gf day. you laugh and ask him if he knows who created the day or what it's really about.

"Hey Chase, honey, smartest man in the world, do you know what today is actually about?" and he's like "...yes that's why I brought you a flower, and Adam helped me make an actual bouquet, and I already asked Mr. Davenport if I could take the car and have a later curfew tonight?" So you educate him and he's like "...oh well everyone was talking about doing special stuff for their gfs" but he looks so cute and he did plan the whole day, "well how about tomorrow, we go spend all saturday together instead of just a nice evening☺️" and he gives you a pouty little "fine 😔"

Bree finally comes out and you guys start heading out. You say a quick bye to Chase but he quickly gets off the couch, "Can't I at least get a goodbye kiss?" But Bree goes "Nope," and starts pulling you outside. "Sorry babe, she was my friend before you were my boyfriend!"

This is crazy long and probably full of grammatical errors but I like leaving my thoughts where I know that someone who is stil active in the fandom will actually see them.

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i got nothing to add to this one lol