#my boo is an aries

[gopissbepis]

[jeonsupershy]

wonboo for @wonboos 🧡🐈🍊

[lordboo]

EEK THE SILLIES @bbq-ishere

[localravenclaw]

Hello! I'm back! (ish)

How are you guys? ♡♡♡

I managed to cross off a few things from my bucket list and dare I say, girlie is feeling hella blessed despite looking like a zombie after a week-long holiday in and out of the country.

We got to see the 'Tolkien Door' at St. Edward's Church in Gloucestershire, which is rumoured to be the inspiration for the Doors of Durin. You guys know I'm a big Tolkien nerd. XD

We also revisited the stone staircase at Bodley Tower in Oxford, which was the filming location of the Grand Staircase scenes in the HP movies (or some of it, at least).

Oh, and of course, we got to see the final race of the season as part of our anniversary trip! My partner and I are big F1 fans and we've had this race in our bucket list. It was lovely revisiting my old home and just complaining about the blaring sun once again, as one does when away from the bleak, grey skies of England. That didn't stop me from fangirling over Oscar Piastri though, even if he didn't make it to the podium this season.

Anyways, we did so many wonderful things in between and I am beyond exhausted but very much fulfilled. I am back to my boring ass life now, so that means more Seb pics and HL memes, I suppose. ♡

[boxwinebaddie]

hello, angels! unfortunately, this shameless tumblr announcement has nothing to do with either of my fan fictions, but it does have everything to do with me.

because on thursday, in 4 days, on the 21st of december, it will be the most chaotic, deranged, beautiful and strange, disastrous and bisexual day of the year…

my birthday ;)

which I’m afraid, is miserable most years </3 ( it is the one day of the year i neither slay or olay ), so on uncle ninas birthgay if you would like to tell me im ur favorite fanfic author, drop me an unhinged hc question, leave me a compliment that will make me cry a lot or admit you are secretly in luv with me, thursday is ur day! :*

but back to our regularly scheduled programming ( me doing backflips in my ask box answering ur queries )

-uncle nina ( who will prolly b hitting the bday box wine )

[nyuoqi]

deahwi jinyoung and haobin crossovers my life is completed

[waterbearable]

ok god damn game HUGE. I did poke around and spoil myself a teeny just bc I have heard of a couple instances of ppl accidentally coming back to the Grove and it's already locked down. and I thiiiiink I should be OK? started the goblin camp, killed priestess gut, got fucking ritualistically smacked (which. astarion loved. scream.), and just rescued halsin. took a long rest in the gob camp bc I had been adventuring for a bit before and was low on spell slots. but more importantly.

i'm 20+ hrs into act one, still haven't finished dealing with the Grove situation, and apparently there's MORE big things in act 1??? I almost started the creche quest but reloaded bc laezel ran off and it seemed like a Big Thing (and again, not entirely sure if doing that before I dealt w the Grove would doom the tiefs). But goddaaaamn. Big game. I KNOW there's stuff I haven't touched yet, bc I happened upon the cave w the gnolls outside and. That felt like a pretty dangerous encounter lmao so I just. Walked back out. And there's other shit before act 2 apparently.

But other than that ive: fought harpies, rescued the windmill gnome, killed the hag, killed the spider matriarch (hellish. terrifying), almost died in an inn fire, killed the folks hunting karlach. sooo much and I still have the goblins to deal with!!! so much!!!!

[kaine-otome]

Omfgggg Salvus Aries got fully funded and unlocked Malthus like omgggg

[myfanficlibraries]

Bucky Barnes

Alpha!Bucky

1) Alpha!Bucky Drabble by @vanillanaps

2) Heart and Soul by @all1e23       Complete Series

3) Little Red Riding Hood by @holylulusworld       Dark

4) Need You Now by @angrythingstarlight       Smut

5) The Start of Something New by @navybrat817​       Featuring: Hal Carter       Omega!Reader       Ongoing       Smut in later parts

Angst

1) Question by @bluehourbucky       Cheating

2) Stuff of Fairy Tales by @hannibals-favourite-meal       Complete Series       Plus Size Reader       Pregnancy       Sex Pollen

3) The Ultimatum by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky       Ex-Boyfriend Angst

4) Waiting on the Corner by @holylulusworld       College AU

Biker!Bucky

1) Kiss Me Like You Mean It by @angrythingstarlight       Fluff       Implied Smut

2) Roar & Giggle by @holylulusworld       Ongoing Series

Boyfriend!Bucky

1) Can You Not by @buckyalpine       Exhibitionism (later parts)       Reader’s Ex

2) Measurements by @invisibleanonymousmonsters       Fluff       Tall Reader

3) So Perfect by @bloodredwolfsbane       Fluff

4) Something New by @beanthesprout       Smut

5) Take the Trash Out by @splendidreads       Angst       Reader’s Ex

Dark

1) Make You Feel My Love by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor​

2) Wrong Number by @targaryenvampireslayer

Drunk!Bucky

1) Clingy by @sleepypanda27

2) Drunk Baker!Bucky by @angrythingstarlight      Dirty Jokes      Implied Smut

3) Drunk Bucky Drabble by @pellucid-constellations

4) Drunk Words Are Sober Truths by @bucky-bucky-bucky-bucky

5) Guess What’s On Your Mind by @tellmealovestory       Angst       Insecure Reader

6) Guys Night by @teamcap4bucky       Featuring: Avengers       Injuries       Mentions of vomit

7) I Think I Wanna Marry You by @likeahorribledream

8) Maybe Later by @lovelybarnes

9) Sober Thoughts by tropicalcap (Deactivated account)

10) You Know What Rhymes With Drunk? Sex by @seventven         Implied Smut

Fairy Tale AU

1) The Unseen One by @extremelyblackandwhite       Complete Series       Hades!Bucky

Fluff

1) Anything to Make You Smile by @takenbypeter

2) Best Boyfriend You Never Had by @language-rxgers       Fake Boyfriend       Complete Series

3) Big Fan by @bubblessunshinehoney      Ongoing Series

4) Happy Little Accidents by @espinosaurusrexex​       Veteran!Bucky

5) The Life by @hesthermay

6) Little Black Dress by @thefallenbibliophilequote       Insecure Reader       Plus Size Reader

7) Tall Drink of Water by @invisibleanonymousmonsters​       Tall Reader

8) You Are Beautiful by @holylulusworld       Ongoing Series       Plus Size Reader

Fuckboy!Bucky

1) Send Nudes by @bucky-barnes-diaries       Implied Smut       Nudity

Librarian!Bucky

1) Face Sitting by @bucky-barnes-diaries       Smut

2) Once Upon a Time by @navybrat817

Mafia AU

1) A deal with Bee by @angrythingstarlight       Fluff

2) Blow Sweet and Thick by @angrythingstarlight       Smut

3) Owned by @jobean12-blog​       Smut

4) Passionate Negotiations by @targaryenvampireslayer       Smut

5) Plot Twist by @winterarmyy       Arranged Marriage       Mini-Series       Smut in later parts

6) Power Play by @late-to-the-party-81       Ongoing Series       Smut       Soft!Dark

7) Promise by @straywords       Smut

8) Trespassing by @sebstan2020      Dark Fic    

9) Your Hands On Me by @slyyywriting

10) Your Love Gets Sweeter Every Day by @povlvr       Series

Omega!Bucky

1) A Touch Too Far by @angrythingstarlight

2) I Am Sorry Alpha by @bucky-boo-bear

3) Where the Shivers Won’t Find You by @heli0s-writes       Alpha!Reader       Smut

Series

1) Baker!Bucky by @angrythingstarlight       Fluff       Ongoing Series       Smut

2) Keeping Me Up by @writing-for-marvel      Complete Series

3) You Will be the Death of Me by @fluffysucker       Angst       Completed Series       Ex-husband!Bucky       Fluff       Some Smut

Smut

1) Beard Burn by @biteofcherry        Featuring: Ari Levinson

2) Fitness Pack - Bucky by @holylulusworld       Personal Trainer!Bucky       Plus Size Reader       Smut in Part 2

3) Lumberjack!Bucky Drabble by @angrythingstarlight

4) Midsummer Night’s Dream by @jamesbuckybarnes1917

5) Overtime by @navybrat817       Featuring Jake Jensen

6) Petals by @biteofcherry       Sex Pollen

7) Pluvious by @buckymorelikefuckme

8) Sleepless Nights by @kikixreverie

Soft Dark/Stalker!Bucky

1) Follow You Home by @navybrat817

2) Permission by @silver-pieces​

3) Sleeping With a Friend by @rubynationwins​      Plus Size Reader      Somnophilia

Soulmate AU

1) Heartbeat for a Biker by @definitely-a-nerd

Winter Soldier

1) Kidnapped by @buckgasms       Dark       Smut

2) Sleepwalking by @lanadelreyscokewhor3       Smut       Soft Dark

3) Welcome Home...Soldat? by @winterarmyy       Light smut

4) Winter Soldier is a Match Maker by @universitypenguin       Dark/Soft Dark?       Smut

[two-white-butterflies]

archer | c16

Description: "All of my enemies started out friends, help me hold unto you." After a series of instagram posts - your ex-friend fabricates screenshots that almost end your career.

Author's Note: Inspired after listening to reputation.

natacha_ziguerra added to their story!

caption: y/n nation, this yo girl?

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ultraviolencekanada: CHAT, IS THIS REAL?

DARKLINGHOMIE23: She is messy

yourusername16: i never typed this thing before, tacha wtf ⁉️

yourusername16: ur broke ass got nothing to eat anymore? 💀

natacha_ziguerra: Ya'll may have seen my story and I just wanna let ya'll know that this girl has done so much worse... all the deets are in my patreon ... ya'll help a girl out. (Prices start at $5 Dollars.)

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yourusername16: what is this broke-ass behavior? boo i can pay for you and ur patreon, this isn't sum wattpad social media au bs.

yourusername16: trust, i will be in contact with my lawyers. - natacha_ziguerra: BABE you've been talking shit about so MANY popstars, Ari, Sza, Lehlani, Lana... you can call your lawyers but this aint slander because I'm telling the truth. ❤️ - yourusername16: @natacha_ziguerra 💀

yourusername16: your nemesis will defeat themselves before you get the chance to swing. now he's passing by, rare as the glimmer of a comet in the sky. camera credits to my baby: @Charles_Leclerc16

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ohnoloveme3: YN IS OVER PARTY

righthere99: YN IS OVER 🐍

Charles_Leclerc16: I'm proud of you for being strong ❤️

danielricciardo: You are one of the strongest women that I know. - heidiberger: 💗 stay strong yn!

kellypiquet: True power comes from the truth. You can do this! ✨

Charles_Leclerc16: I will always support, love and respect you. ✨

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maxverstappen1: ❤️

charlottehope8: Never believe posts that are evidently edited. Some people will use you for clout 💯

pierreGASLY: 💪🏽💗

yourusername16: Likewise, Mr. Leclerc

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TRENDING TOPICS ON TWITTER.

Y/NISOVERPARTY

YNSNEK

YNSNAKE

YN AND CHARLES

NATACHA ZIGUERRA PATREON

YNnation: Y/N has deactivated all of her social media account following the backlash. #YN #CHARLESLECLERC

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boodoyathang7: Imma keep streaming her songs idgaf

honeymoon: It saddens me that people in this modern age still believe in random BS from social media. Y/N is a close friend of mine, and she's never spoken about our peers in the disgusting way that her ex-friend illustrated. Furthermore, her ex-friend hid the evidence behind pay wall...and that says everything.

honeymoon: I will patiently wait until she returns to social media, but you heard it from me. These accusations are NOT real! And everyone who believed them should be ashamed of themselves. - lanadelcake3: SLAY QUEEN

(ONE YEAR LATER)

yourusername16: there will be no explanation, there will just be reputation. 🐍

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kellypiquet: I hit you like bang 💥

danielricciardo: I listened to it first 🙏🏻 - Charles_Leclerc16: 1/50 🤣

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yourusername16 with Charles_Leclerc16: This album will have zero promotion - only vibes. My single Queen of Disaster ft. Lana Del Rey will be out tonight - I'll show you more at midnight. ⏰💗💞

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kellypiquet: My favorite lyrics are: I'll be spinning like a ballerina 🩰 feeling gangster every time I see you. You're the King and baby I'm the Queen of Disaster. 💞

honeymoon: THIS WAS AMAZING!

taylorswift: 🥲 that's my baby

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Charles_Leclerc16: I'm proud of who you were, who you are, and who you will be. ❤️

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daeneryslove: This is real love

bello3chiao: FUCK ROMEO AND JULIET, I WANT WHAT THESE TWO BITCHES HAVE

spitme93: He's supported her throughout everything

honeymoon added to their story!

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yourusername16: aww thank you for the pic, lana 💗

TRENDING TOPICS ON TWITTER.

Y/N and Lana

Queen of Disaster

Reputation

Natacha Ziguerra Patreon

Y/N LECLERC

Y/N L/N TALKS ABOUT CANCEL CULTURE AND CYBERBULLYING.

Y/N L/N: I remember waking up - completely clueless as to why my phone was blowing up and apparently an ex-friend of mine decided to forge screenshots of me saying nasty things. And that opened up a realm of so much bullying.

Y/N L/N: I didn't love myself, I had a pretty low self esteem. While, the things that she shared weren't true - I thought that the critiques about my looks, my personality and my voice had some truth. When you don't love yourself, it's pretty easy to see your flaws.

Y/N L/N: My boyfriend, actually recommended that I take a social media break just to tune everything out. And that proved to be successful. I left the public eye for a year. I wasn't physically seen for more than a year and i't's been a wonderful journey of healing.

yourusername16: maybe reputation was the friends we made along the way...?

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Charles_Leclerc16: The Power of Friendship 👊🏼

charlottehope8: I love this picture

kellypiquet: We should be on the album cover. @maxverstappen1 @charlottehope8 - charlottehope8: Ditto 🤣

Charles_Leclerc16: My baby's fit like a daydream ☀️

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yourusername16: Walking with his head down, I'm the one he's walking tooo....

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[disast3rtransp0rt]

I love direct action

Hundreds of protesters have shut down a major section of Hollywood during the Oscars red carpet, turning Hollywood’s biggest night into a traffic nightmare. With just a few minutes ahead of the telecast’s scheduled start time, much of the ballroom is uncharacteristically empty and people are running to their seats.

Boo fuckin' hoo. Children are starving to death in dust-covered streets and your Suzanne Collins Capitol nightmare is running late???? Oh noooooo. The horrors (can you hear my eyes rolling from here?)

In October, a group of 400 prominent artists signed a letter from urging U.S. President Joe Biden to demand a ceasefire in the Israel-Hamas war. The signees included Youssef, Mark Ruffalo Joaquin Phoenix, Cate Blanchett, Jon Stewart, Kristen Stewart, Susan Sarandon, Mahershala Ali, Riz Ahmed, Quinta Brunson and more.

JOAQUIN PHOENIX. Star of Ari Aster's "Beau is Afraid", a movie referred to as "the Jewish Lord of the Rings" has openly asked for a ceasefire. How are we still waiting for people to agree that imperialism and genocide are WRONG in the year of our giddy aunt 2024?!?!

[astro-rainbow777]

Astrology Observations

Volume I

Disclaimer: Please take these with a grain of salt as I am not a professional. These are just some of my observations I’ve seen from studying random people in my life. I hope you enjoy💕

💐I know someone at work with a Taurus stellium and one of her Hinge posts says her love language is gifts, and said (jokingly I hope) that she would preform sexual favors for a guy if he bought her m&m’s lmao. She also was hooking up with this guy at our work, that she had no intentions on dating, and would get sooooooo possessive if she saw him talking to any other girl. She also talks about being possessive all the time with her “play” friends ;)

🍬 I have my 6th house and Taurus and work with sooooo many Taurus placements. I chart 75% of my coworkers and the ones I talk to the most have Taurus placements, kinda cool.

❤️‍🔥As a Scorpio Moon I’ve found myself really drawn to and appreciative of the Aries Moon nature. They are so direct & assertive with how they feel. I appreciate this so much because I don’t ever feel the need to worry if they are hiding anything from me. Especially when you really get to know an Aries moon, what you see is what you get. They also validate and encourage me to express my big feelings which makes me feel so safe! As a lot of you know Scorpio Moons can be very secretive with our feelings because they can be so big and scary to others. The last thing we want to feel is ashamed for how we feel things and Aries moons get that, and they genuinely don’t hold a grudge against you for anything you say whenever you’re emotional. Just having that type of energy in a connection makes healing and growing in a relationship 10 times easier for us! Thank you sm to the Aries Moons out there! Just to add the 2 Aries Moons I am close with have Scorpio in their personal placements as well….if you don’t relate maybe that’s why lol

👽Scorpio & Virgo in big 3 🤝 Being the most observant people you will ever meet in your life! They pick up on the teeniest little things ever, for ex. If you have a stain or wrinkle anywhere on your clothes that’s the first thing they will pick up on. Also this combination is usually not a fan of change from my experience. Like if you move something from the “correct” place 4 inches over they will be like “Why are touching my shiz brah?”-Never fails. They like the routines and the consistency. They will literally spot a bird 10 yards away and be like omg is that a gRey-WIngEd trUmPetER?!?!! And I’m like how??? How did you even? These people notice everything, probably a great investigator too-same with Gemini/Scorpio placements!

♟️I promise you Virgo placements care about doing something “correctly/right” more than you do- even whenever it doesn’t directly effect them. They are so funny in the way that they operate I love them 😂 If you ask a Virgo to hang up a picture on the wall- please make sure you have a leveler!!!! They will spend 15 minutes minimum making sure that it’s even, if you don’t provide the necessary tools they will rehang something until it is perfection! Once a Virgo was doing a double nose piercing on me and kept redoing the mark of where she was going over and over and over again just to make sure it was perfectly even with my other piercing. Which I appreciated but I could tell if I left the shop with a lop sided nose ring it was going to bother her more than it would me! Very Wholesome peeps- ily guys fr 💙

☮️Gemini Venus’ do tend to be pretty loyal from my experience- but if they are bored or in an unfulfilling partnership they have the tendency to mentally cheat like doing tarot readings to see if their ex still thinks about them type of shh 😭Also the type to gossip about their partner or make up rumors about their relationship. Then they go home to their boo and act like nothing is wrong? 7th house Gemini tho can be very flighty whenever it comes to intimacy (I have this placement)- I am extremely loyal but if me and my partner get into a fight I’m prepared to break up always. I have a 7th stellium tho so I’m not sure how y’all would relate or not 💗

🏖️Leo moons NEED a creative outlet in order to be emotionally fulfilled imo! They thrive having their own little show-from what I’ve seen with these guys they love having a hobby they can share with the world and regularly be the center of attention. No joke-these people are some of the most talented beings I have met in my life! They 100% have a gift or a niche they get a lot of positive attention for and desire to share with the world. Every Leo moon I have been close with loves to perform for their loved ones- it is so wholesome like they are sharing a part of their soul with you⛲️

🐟Heavy 12th house placements (mainly Mercury & Venus) read poetry regularly or relate a lot to poetry. Even if it’s like little Tik tok or instagram posts. I’ve also noticed these guys like to just have books-even if they don’t read regularly? I lived with a 12th house Mercury w/ Neptune in the 1st house and they like to read poetry but only whenever they are depressed. I think that this individual in particular also just really likes for other people to think that they are super poetic themselves. They like to talk about poetry and the arts but I’ve lived with them for almost a year and they rarely do artsy things. Venus in the 12th though genuinely loves poetry and regularly reads it. Venus in 12th is also BEAUTIFUL AF but thinks they have nothing to offer most of time? Like I don’t understand. Blind to their own beauty but so quick to see everyone else’s. Angels 😇

🦀As a Cancer stellium (Mars, Venus, Jupiter) in the 8th, I have lied to people about how I am feeling, or what I am doing as a form of emotional protection. I used to rarely let my friends and family know how I am doing-especially if I’m doing bad. I regularly feel bad for being upset with others, and it leads me to just completely abandon emotional honesty if I don’t think someone will take to my feelings/boundaries well. I AM SENSITIVE AND DELICATE and I’m also damn good at hiding it for I have thine Scorpio Moon in 12th🧚‍♀️ People only know what I want them to know- I’m in therapy guys! So please don’t worry about me 🥸

🌝P.S. happy cancer season reeeeee

I hope you enjoyed my first lil observation!!!🎉

I encourage feed back and kind constructive criticism! Please lmk how you felt and how you relate! Let’s connect! Let’s talk! Mwah 💋

Ty sm for reading 💕

-Kya

⬇️FEAST YOUR EYES FOR THIS IS MY NATAL<3

🌈 I LOVE RAINBOWS 😇

[lordboo]

@onlineviolence

Ariel is terrified by this new found information

Do…do…they have Gamas permission to get a piggy back ride

[heejayy]

I Don’t Wanna Be Loved

Warning • shower sex, praising, cunnilingus, fingering, riri a lil mean in this but she falls in love in the end

Genre • smut, a smidge of fluff at the end (it’s not an Ary fic if I don’t add fluff)

Pairing • Riri x Black Fem! Reader

WC: 3.0K

Music Rec: Quickie - Miguel

A/n: LISTEN don’t jump me!!! The smut part beat MY ASS that’s why it took so long to write and I still don’t like it 💀🤚🏾.

You and Riri started this entire "friends with benefits" thing early on in your friendship, and you both felt an instant attraction to each other. It wasn't long after you moved into her apartment as her roommate that she caught a thing for you, and hooking up became the norm. It wasn't until you two started acting too couple like that it started to feel real. She would lavish you with affection and presents, you truly felt like you were her girl, until she would bring other girls around or you saw her chatting to one.

You learned Riri liked to have options but her hopping from girl to girl so quick would make your heart sink to your stomach. You can’t help it but you do this shit to yourself.

She was just talking to some chick on the phone and now she's buried between your thighs eating you out like her last meal. You couldn't bear to let yourself enjoy it because your mind kept racing over who she'd run to after she was done with you. Riri must've noticed something was wrong with you since she looked up at you with a puzzled expression.

“Yo what’s wrong ma? You not feelin’ it?” You blinked rapidly pushing those thoughts far away.

“Oh uh no it feels good.” She rolled her eyes fully sitting up wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, “you’re awfully quiet then” she joked.

You chuckled nervously “I’m sorry I just- nvm.”

“Nah baby tell me what’s up?” There she go making you feel all important “well I was just thinking about us…Riri what are we?” Fuck, as soon as those words left your mouth you regretted it. She sighed looking off, you could tell she was starting to get annoyed.

“Look y/n I told you before we just fuck that’s it, we can’t be catching feelings I-“ she was interrupted by her phone dinging, she checked it and took in a sharp breath.

“Look I gotta go I’ll be back later tonight ight” you rolled your eyes pushing her hands off you “ight” she gave you side look before hopping off your bed. You heard some rummaging next door in her room before she left the apartment slamming the door.

You groaned frustrated wanting to punch something “Fuck!”

“Ight so you catching feeling for her right?” You nodded sipping on your iced coffee “ok the best way to get over someone is to get under somebody else! Boom problem solved” your friend Angel cheered acting like she solved world hunger.

“Angel you know how I am I barley can order my own food without stuttering, you think I’m gonna find someone to fuck that quickly?” She shrugged rolling her eyes.

“Listen I have a list for you I’ll send you their instas, they’ll be at the party tonight so please please go! Show Riri what she’s missing out on” you sighed sitting back in your chair. On one hand you wanted to make Riri jealous and on the other you just wanted to crawl in bed and be left alone.

“Listen boo just think about it.” She was kinda of right, Riri had a plethora of women she’d fuck around with and you had none.

After going home from the café, you considered it and realized Angel is correct; it's time for you to have some options as well. You put on a black little dress, matching black shoes, and a throw jacket in case you got cold. Before leaving your room, you examined your reflection one last time. When you felt satisfied you left.

“Aye where you going?” you heard Riri’s voice echo through the hall of your apartment.

“Out to Rj’s house party” she eyed you up and down, she said nothing but her eyes spoke for her.

“You need me to take you?” You shook your head no “nah I’m good” before you turned to walk out the door you noticed how her facial expression changed. She looked pissed but it was quickly covered by one of her famous nonchalant shrugs.

"CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG CHUG!" As you made your way into the backyard, the chants from those around you became louder. You were starting to feel overwhelmed and irritated, and you were ready to go home. You were all alone at the crowded ass party and Angel was no where to be found.

“Lost?” A curious voice questioned from behind you, you turned to see Rj leaning against the frame of the glass slide door.

“Nah I’m kinda just ready to go” she furrowed her eyebrows “well damn is it that bad?” Feeling a little bad and embarrassed you shook you head “no I’m sorry if I offended you i- I’m just not the party type.”

She nodded pushing herself off the door frame making her way over to you “well if you’re not a party girl why’d you come?” You stayed silent thinking about an answer.

You sure as hell wasn’t going to tell her you came just to make a girl jealous who wasn’t even your girlfriend “I don’t know just wanted to change things up, but I kinda regret it” she chuckled shaking her head.

“Well if you’re not doing anything you wanna dance?” You turn to look at her with a grin “sure.”

Rj grinned as she took your hand in hers and led you to the living room, pulling your hips back and dancing to the beat. Being touched by someone other than Riri felt almost scandalous. While you weren't as buzzed as she was, you interlaced your hands with hers, slowly slipping them up your body as you leaned your head on her chest. You swayed to the music, pressing your ass against her. You felt

“I’m not gon’ lie you baby you turnin me on right now” you let out a giggle feeling her breath hit your ear. You smoothly turned around and wrapped your hands around her neck.

“So do something bout it then” taking that as a permission she grabbed you and took you upstairs. She swiftly walked down a hallway pulling you behind her completely ignoring the other couples pressed against the wall making out. She brought you to what you assumed was her bedroom and locked the door.

“You can relax and have a seat pretty girl I’m not gon pounce on you” she chuckled plopping on her bed. You giggle nervously taking a seat beside her, as soon as you sat down she grabbed your face smashing your lips together. It was rough and messy, something you weren’t used to. While mid kiss you felt her bite your lip, you groaned in pain pulling back but she didn’t let you go.

“Mmm wait Rj chill” you could barely breathe she was smothering you. Her being so forceful so fast turned you off, you started pushing against her chest but she wouldn’t let up.

“Rj i said stop damn!” she let go of you with an annoyed and confused face.

“What’s yo problem?”

“The problem is you’re being too fuckin’ rough” she rolled her eyes smacking her lips.

“Fuck outta here if you don’t like that shit” you looked at her appalled and scoffed.

“Nigga you ain’t shit” you snatched your phone and hand bag off her bed, before walking to the door you heard her mutter “upity bitch” you weren’t going to say anything but that small comment pushed you over the edge.

“I know damn well you not talking, you ain’t shit and yo party aint shit. If I wanted someone to bite my fucking face off I’d make out with a fucking dog. Fuck you!”

Now beyond irritated you slammed the door and made your way down stairs, you couldn’t give a less shit if you were leaving alone. You only wanted to be with one person right now and that was Riri. You waited outside the party anxiously pacing the front lawn waiting for her to pick up.

“Yo wassup…”

“Ri-“

“Kidding I can’t come to the phone right now I’m busy” You slammed the red button after grumbling at her stupid ass voicemail. You sat on the porch and sobbed, not out of sadness, but out of frustration. You simply desired to return home and sleep.

After roughly fifteen minutes, you called an Uber, and the ride home was calm and tranquil, just what you wanted. You arrived in front of your building and got out, exhausted after the events of the night, you just wanted to take a shower and go to bed. You grabbed your keys from your handbag and entered the dark flat, but you were stopped by violent moans.

“FUUUUUCK RI!! Right there!” You rolled your eyes kicking off your heels. You did not have the patience to deal with this shit tonight, you threw your purse in the counter and stomped to Riri’s room. You banged on the with every ounce of energy you had left “please shut the fuck up I’m tired and I don’t wanna hear y’all fuckin.”

Your outburst was met with silence, good. Before you walked off Riri room door swung open revealing a pissed off Ri.

“Yo what the fuck is your problem?”

“I don’t wanna hear this shit tonight please kick her out or be quiet.”

Riri could tell something was wrong with you because of your disheveled appearance, dried mascara on your cheeks, and quivering voice; she sighed and rolled her eyes, turning to the girl who was covering her naked body with a sheet and whispered, "Get out."

“You’re really gonna kick me-“

“I said get the fuck out!” She groaned grabbing her things and strutting out the room. You sighed uttering a ‘thank you’ before walking to your room and closing your door.

With a huff, you plopped on your bed, stretched out with your eyes closed, unable to move one inch. It felt good to just let your body relax, but your time was cut short by a tap on the door.

"Can I come in?" She asked, peering in, and you sighed and nodded. Riri entered your room slowly, as if she hadn't been in here a million times. She laid alongside you, with her hands resting on her belling in stillness.

“What wrong mama?” You didn’t answer, “Don’t give me that silent treatment shit” again you didn’t answer.

“Y/n/n don’t piss me off-“ you groaned long and loud cutting her off “I don’t wanna talk about it.”

“The party was trash?” You scoffed “beyond.” She chuckled “tell me bout it princess,” you sat up and sighed for the ump-tenth time tonight.

"Well, I arrived at the party with Angel, but she left in less than five minutes, probably to get her back blown out somewhere," she laughed at your comment, "but anyhow, I wandered around drinking here and there for about an hour and a half, and when I was about to leave, Rj found me. We talked for a while before starting to dance, and then-" there was a brief moment of silence, you took a second to contemplate telling her you made out with Rj.

“Then what?” She asked noticing your hesitation.

“Well um me and Rj left the party and went to her room I was bit tipsy earlier so we started to make out” hearing that made Riri’s body stiffen.

“I couldn’t dare go further she was too rough and it was like kissing a wet dog with its tongue out ” she laughed a little too hard at your description “you’re such a dumb ass but I thought you liked it rough?” She said tilting her head.

“Well yeah but I only like it when you’re rough, she didn’t have a clue what she was doing.” She let out another chuckle, “awe my sweet clueless angel, everyone can’t please you like I do.”

You two were now resting in your elbows facing each other, face inches apart from each other. Your eyes flickered down to her soft plumps one and back up to her eyes. They held a dark lustrous look as she leaned in, your lips brushed against each other before you pulled back.

“What? What’s wrong?” You bit the inside of your cheek “you just had your little toy over and you think you’re about to kiss me with that mouth? No thank you” she smacked her lips moving back.

“So what do you suggest i do?”

You plastered a grin on your face “go shower nasty.”

“Well you need a shower too I’m not the only who’s been fuckin people tonight-“

“Correction! We didn’t fuck we made out” she shrug hopping off the bed “same thing.” Figuring she wasn’t wrong you got off the bed trailing behind her. It wouldn’t be too bad to wash the stench of spit and vodka off you.

In the bathroom, you both undressed, but not without her eyeing you down. Feeling a little shy, you hurriedly undressed and stepped in the shower. You put the water on as hot as it could go and stood under the steaming water, letting it trickle down your back. Just as you were beginning to relax, you felt two hands grab your waist and lips, kissing you on the back. You whimpered as you felt her fingertips run between your thighs. Her fingers glided between your folds, teasing your clit, and you heard a faint chuckle.

“Ri I said sh-shower first” She ignored you continuing to play between your legs.

"You this wet for me?" You didn't respond to her because your thoughts were jumbled and you couldn't focus on the sensation of her stroking circles into your clit "I asked you a question, answer me," you immediately nodded.

"Good girl," she said as she drew her hands away from you and pushed you up against the tile wall. Her gaze locked on yours as she began to kiss down your neck, sucking your skin between her teeth and leaving small bite marks, which took you by surprise normally she refuses to leave in marks on you. You took a deep breath and closed your eyes, enjoying the sensation "mmm ri."

Her hands returned between your legs, and she glided between your folds, softly entering you. Her fingers curled up against that area you need her the most.

"Fuuuck riri" While her fingers occupied your cunt, she took one of your breasts in her mouth and sucked on your nipple as her teeth lightly grazed it. The longer her fingers worked on you, the more intense your orgasm.

"Look at you, all fucked out just from my fingers, is this all it takes?"

“Ri you make me feel so good” you whined leaning your head against the wall.

“You look so pretty like this” you were close. Hands gripping the walls along with Riri’s shoulders.

“I- I wanna cum please let me cum.” Riri grins as she continues to pump in and out, placing her thumb on your clit again. Your eyes roll back of your head as your toes tingle with warmth. You can feel the nerves around your clit tightening and the muscles inside you begin to clench around her fingers. Your thighs trembled feeling your release so close you could taste it.

“Fuck I’m- nnhghhh ri!”

“There you go, such a good little slut for me” your moans echoed off the bathroom walls as you came undone on her fingers.

“Good girl, now suck” she cooed stuffing her cum covered fingered into your mouth. You sucked them clean as her fingers gagged you a bit.

After you came down from your high you two figured the shower wasn’t a good place to continue, you migrated to the bed and continued. Your legs were now entangled with one another as you, her on top and you below her. She had this loving look in her eye as she cupped your face stroking your cheek. You’ve never seen her look at you like this before.

As she continued to rub her soaking cunt against yours, she threw threw her head back letting out a throaty moan. The feeling of your clits bumping against each other drove you mad.

“You look so beautiful like this you know that?” She complimented leaning down as she took your lips in her. Her kisses were rough but never sloppy she took her time with you, kissing you like her life depended on it.

Her hands kneaded your thighs gripping them with every thrust, she let out the most angelic moans as she chased her high “Mmh you hear that shit? fuck that pussy sound good baby.”

All you could do was let out incoherent mumbles under her, just the way she liked it. A few more thrust and she was done, her moans became higher and thighs trembling as she kept going “fuck fuck fuuuuck!”

She held you down and finished riding out her high, she looked so beautiful coming undone on top of you. Breast bouncing with each movement with her mouth hanging open in pleasure. Her hips stuttered a little then she came to a full stop she left a weak kiss on your lips and laid beside you.

You pulled the covers over you turning to your side to face her, she glanced over to you and chuckled your eyes were drooping getting ready to close.

“Come here pretty” you tiredly slid over to her and laid on her bare chest, she left a kiss on forehead and held you close.

“You’re my one and only you hear me?” You hummed too tired to answer.

Her whispering “I love you” was the last thing you heard before falling asleep.

A/n: I hope you guys enjoyed my first Riri fic! 💜💜

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Riri’s Masterlist

[navybrat817]

Downshift

Pairing: Motocross!Ari Levinson x Female Reader Summary: Ari thinks you're too good for his neighbor and he's, sadly, proven right. Word Count: Over 2.2k Warnings: Pining, hurt/comfort, some angst, fluff and feels, cheating (not by Ari), swearing, motocross!Ari Levinson (he’s a warning, okay? A/N: Meet Beast and Sweetart! Set in the same AU as Starting Gate and Lapper. Should I start making Wednesdays a dedicated motocross day? Beta read by the beautiful @maladaptivexxdaydreaming, but any and all mistakes are my own. Banners by the talented @maysdigitalarts. Shoutout to my lovely for helping with the reader's nickname (I can't tag you. BOO!). Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Please reblog or comment as it means the world!

Ari Levinson is a beast. One of the largest and toughest riders in his class at 6'5", combined with his dark beard, shaggy hair and rough exterior, he received the nickname in passing and it stuck. If you asked any of his exes, he was a beast on and off the tracks. He didn’t mind. There were worse names out there. 

Most riders weren’t easy to intimidate, but not many wanted to go toe-to-toe with him. Others in town tended to stay out of his way, too, when he wasn’t smiling. Jensen teased that people probably expected him to growl. He could admittedly be an asshole when the occasion called for it, but he was a good guy. 

A beast with a heart.

One of the only people he could remember in a long time who never seemed put off by him was you.

Someone “taking his breath away” seemed like complete bullshit until you showed up. When you looked his way the first time, you flashed him a kind smile and wave. You looked sweet, making him want to devour you to see if you tasted the same. Arousal spread from his gut and you hadn’t touched him.

I could eat you for breakfast, lunch and dinner and it wouldn’t be enough.

Your eyes caught his attention next. The sincerity and warmth weren’t anything like the pit lizards who threw themselves at him. He stared and hoped his blue eyes reflected a resemblance of kindness. He didn’t want to scare you off. He wanted to ruin and keep you safe.

It didn’t matter what he did.

You were dating his asshole neighbor, Carter.

It didn’t make sense to fall for someone so quickly, but it hurt each time he saw you go into or leave Carter’s place. Especially when you smiled his way or stopped to chat for a few minutes. Your boyfriend was always quick to pull you away with a cocky smirk or a smart-ass comment, which prompted you to tell him to be nice and mouth “sorry” back in his direction.

Why are you with him?

From what he knew about the guy, he came from money and traveled a lot. Even his dressed down clothes were name brand. He gambled occasionally, but Ari never saw him at the track. Maybe it had something to do with keeping you away from the riders. He never liked the prick, but seeing a sweet girl like you with him put him on his permanent shit list, along with how he treated you. Like you were an object or a doll for him to play with.

There was a difference between being somewhat possessive and treating someone like a possession.

Doing his best not to take his frustration out on his bike, he still couldn’t figure out why you were with him in the first place. You didn’t seem like the materialistic type and you were kind to everyone. Were you settling? He wanted to grumble so many times that you were too good for him, but he would’ve sounded crazy since the two of you only spoke a few times in passing.

It wasn’t like Ari to sit back and watch something good pass by. He knew from racing what happened if you let opportunities slip away. Even if he was selfish in wanting you, was it really his place to ruin your happiness? It wasn't meant for him to interfere.

Looking back, maybe he should have.

The knock on his door pulled him from his slumber, groaning as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. After work and practice, all he wanted to do was get some fucking sleep. 

“Just a minute! Fuck!” he yelled at the second knock, throwing some shorts on before he made his way to the door.

His sweet girl You stood there with tears streaming down your face as the door flew open and he wanted to apologize for snapping when you shrank back. You were in your work clothes and you shivered despite the warm air. 

“I’m sorry. I, um, I didn’t mean to bother you. I’ll go.”

“Are you okay?” he asked when you began to turn away, skipping the pleasantries. It was the only thing keeping him from putting his first through the wall. 

Who knew the sight of your tears would bring out the animal in him?

“My boyfriend. Well, no. EX-boyfriend now,” you said quickly, swiping at your face to brush the tears away. “I just caught him in bed with…”

“Fuck,” Ari whispered, not fully hearing the rest of your words, his blood boiling as you cried harder. He knew the guy was a prick, but a cheating prick? How could anyone cheat on you?

I bet Barnes and Rogers would help me hide a body.

“Can I use your phone, please? I dropped it when I left and I can’t go back there.”

Ari nodded and let you inside, having to step back so you didn’t brush against him. He was happy that the place was clean. It likely wasn’t as nice as Carter’s place, but he did well enough and he took pride in it. 

He imagined you there many times, but not like this.

“Thank you. I’ll be out of your hair soon,” you sniffled as he directed you to the couch, wincing slightly. “I’m sorry, but could I also ask for some ice?”

“Stop apologizing, please,” he nearly begged before he went rigid. “Ice? Are you hurt?”

I’ll kill him if he touched you. I’ll fucking kill him.

“I punched him?” it came out as a question, holding up your hand to show him. “Never punched anyone before. I don’t think I did it right.”

Ari fell for you a bit more. “He had it coming,” he said before he could stop himself. “Sit tight. I’ll get my phone and some ice.”

“Thanks, Ari,” you said, rubbing the top of your hand.

His gaze lingered before he left the room to grab what you needed, wishing he could pull you in his arms to tell you it would be okay. Anything to put your smile back on your face. 

The only tears he wished you’d cry were tears of pleasure.

Maybe one day, I can do that. And maybe not while you’re healing from this.

“You know, I could teach you how to punch,” he said after he came back and sat down beside you, gently placing the wrapped ice on top of your hand. He took up a portion of the couch with his size, but you didn’t seem to mind how close he was. At least, he hoped you didn’t.

You inhaled sharply, but managed a small smile. “I bet you could. Doesn’t everyone call you ‘beast’?”

He was happy that you knew his nickname. “They do. What do people call you? Sweetart?”

“Don’t you mean ‘sweetheart’?” you asked as you took the phone with your other hand.

“Nah. You look sweet and you are sweet, but you apparently pack a tart punch. Like the candy.”

Fuck, I sound like Jensen. He rubbed off on me.

You began to laugh after a second, your eyes shining a bit brighter through the pain. “Sweetart. I like that.”

Clearing his throat, he stood up and looked down at you. Most women were smaller than him, no matter their height, but the urge to wrap you in his arms and keep you safe wouldn’t go away. “I’ll let you make your call.”

He made sure to grab some tissues and a glass of water as well as you called your friend, doing his best not to listen when he heard tears in your throat. You asked if you could crash at her place and explained that you weren't in the best headspace to drive over there. He should’ve offered you a ride. It was the least you could do.

You set his phone on the coffee table once you were finished. “My friend should be here shortly. One of the only numbers I have memorized.”

He sat back down beside you as he handed you a tissue, his knee touching yours. “I know it doesn’t help, but I’m sorry.”

You dabbed at your eyes, sniffling. “Probably better that I caught him now and not later. I just feel stupid, you know?” 

“You’re not stupid, he is. He’s a fucking prick, too.”

“He never liked you,” you said, smiling a little. 

“Well, the feeling’s mutual,” he said, sighing as he leaned back against the cushion. “Could never figure out why you were with him.”

Fuck, why did I say that?

“He’s a family friend. Charming. Sophisticated. The kind of guy my parents wanted me to be with. When he asked me out, I agreed. I knew he had his flaws, but I looked past them,” you explained as he turned his head to pay better attention. You swallowed a little before you continued. “Which is another reason I feel stupid. I cared despite the red flags. I set myself up to get hurt.”

“You ignored your instincts because you cared, but that doesn’t make you stupid. Stop calling yourself that.”

You nodded, reaching for the water. He caught the ice before it could slip from your hand, keeping it there as you took a sip. “Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it.”

“The girl he was with was an old girlfriend. A stunningly beautiful socialite who just happened to be in town. They thought I’d still be at work,” your lip trembled. “She didn’t even look sorry that I caught them. It was like she knew she was better than me. And I know deep down he wanted me to be more like her.”

Fuck that.

“Anyone who jumps in bed with a guy and knows they’re with someone else isn’t better than you. They deserve each other. You deserve better.”

“You really believe that?” you asked, a tear falling.

Before you could wipe it away, he reached over and caught it with his fingertip. “I do. And I know it hurts like hell. He should’ve been faithful and worshiped the ground you walked on. You don’t deserve anything less than that.”

Ari thought he said the wrong thing when your expression went blank, setting the ice pack on the table. “Can I have a hug, please? You’ve always been so nice to me and I could really use one.”

Whatever you want.

The second he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close, a fresh wave of tears came. Wetness gathered on his chest as you let it out. He wasn’t used to people turning to him as a source of comfort, but he instinctively rubbed your back and nuzzled the top of your head with his chin. He wanted to rip Carter limb from limb for reducing you to this. The demented part of him wanted to stay alive just so he could watch you thrive without him. 

No matter what happened, Ari would make sure you were happy.

Your tears slowed after a minute, but you stayed in his hold. “I’m sorry,” you mumbled against his chest. “You’re really warm. I think you are a beast.”

Ari chuckled, his large hand sliding up and down your back to soothe you. “You figured it out. Don’t tell anyone.”

“It’ll be our secret,” you said, lifting your head. Having you against him, you robbed him of his breath again. “Could I ask one more favor and I’d be forever in your debt? And you don’t have to.”

“Name it.”

“Would you be willing to help me get some of my stuff out of there later? I can pay you.”

“I don’t want your money. I can help,” he assured you. He would do it for free just to see the look on that prick’s face. “On one condition.”

“Name it,” you smiled, echoing his words.

“Come to my next race?” he casually suggested, hoping it didn’t sound like a date. He didn’t want you to think he was insensitive to your current feelings. “No pressure. No expectations. I know you just ended a relationship, but I think you could use a friend.”

“I’ll be there,” you promised, bringing a smile to his face. He hoped he didn’t look too excited, especially since you were still hurt. “I’ve been wanting to go for ages and now I have no reason not to.”

“I think you’ll like it. And don’t worry about your stuff. If you know where it needs to go, I’ll get some of the guys to help me out. In fact," he took your hand, the one you punched Carter with, and brought it to his lips. He swore he heard a slight whimper when they met your skin. "I'll even get your phone back before you head out."

"Thank you," you said breathlessly, clearing your throat as you looked away for a second. It felt good knowing he took your breath away, too. "I mean it. Thank you so much, Ari."

Ari knew your friend would show up any minute, so he cherished the feeling of holding you for a bit longer. He meant what he said about you needing a friend. The wound would take time to heal and he would help you see that you were perfect.

 A sweet and tart girl who made everyone around you smile.

He just hoped you wouldn’t hold it against him when he punched Carter in his smug face.

*****

We'll see more of Beast and Sweetart, along with some other riders, soon. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

[ac3may]

Worst Fears (Sam Kerr x Williamson!Reader)

So in honour of the Conti Cup Final here’s a little something I scribbled down on my bus ride home from LDN yesterday. Hopefully, this pleases the reds and the blues. 

As always let me know your thoughts, constructive criticism’s always welcome.

Part 1 | Part 2

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Lips pressing softly to your forehead is the sensation you wake to. Quickly rolling closer to the open arms of your girlfriend of eight years, clinging to her warmth as the chill of the morning hits you. 

“Good morning beautiful,” the gentle whisper brings a smile to your face as she continues to pepper kisses to the crown of your head. You snuggle further into her neck, pressing light kisses to her the skin you find. 

“Mornin’,” your voice comes out as more of a mumble as you keep yourself tight to Sam. The pair of you basking in the rare silence which the early hour had cast over your shared home. 

Suddenly you’re hit with the realities of the day and groan out.

“I can’t believe it’s already derby day. Again!”

The dismay lacing your tone earns a chuckle from the Aussie who squeezes you tighter. “I thought it was your favourite day of the season baby?” She asks mockingly, pressing a kiss to your lips in silent empathy.

With your wife a professional football player for Chelsea it seems obvious that they would be the team you want to win every championship and every cup. However growing up on the red side of London the Derby days are not a favourite for you, especially when your younger sister plays for Arsenal. 

“Ha. Ha.” You deadpan in reply, “your favourite day you mean!” Leaning up to catch her lip between your teeth, applying a little more pressure than necessary.

“Ow!” Is the instantaneous response. You know you’re in for it immediately when a smirk spreads across her face and before you can process the moment you’re on your back, Sam hovering over you. “You’re gonna regret that,” the sultry traces in her voice cause your heart to flutter. 

“Oh am I?” You ask pulling your lower lip between your teeth as you admire the scattering of freckles across your loved ones tanned skin and the deep chestnut eyes staring back at you. 

“Uh-huh,” is the response hummed into your skin as Sam presses her lips to yours again. Your hand reaches to tangle in the hair at the nape of her neck. The other runs gently along her spine before halting on her lower back and pulling her closer. 

Sam continues her kisses pressing them further down your neck, reaching up to pull at the collar of your (her) t-shirt when- 

“Mama!” “Mama!” 

“Mummy! Wake up!”

The shouts of your children bring the moment to a screeching halt. Matching sighs release from the two of you as Sam drops her forehead to rest on yours.

You squeeze your girlfriend’s ass with a final cheeky smirk and a whisper, “sorry babe.” Navigating yourself from under her, to face your three toddling children. 

“Good morning my babies!” You greet with a bright smile, your 7-year-old, Marlee, is the first to reach you. She dives into your arms, clinging tightly to your neck as she bounces excitedly on your lap. “We get to watch Mama and Auntie Lee play today!” Despite attending every Chelsea home game and many of the away fixtures your daughter has a special love for derby days, quite the opposite of you.

“Mama play!” Your youngest, Ari, babbles with a joyful clap of his hands, Sam having lifted him and your younger daughter onto the bed. 

“That’s right baby, Mama’s gonna play.” you grin softly, encouraging his speech.

“And we’re gonna be wearing blue, right bug?” Sam asks, cuddling your middle child into her lap.

“Yes!” Luka grins brightly up at her mother, “pride of London!” The 5-year-old announces.

“Boo!” Ari exclaims in unknowing excitement, throwing his hands in the air at the sound of one his favourite colours.

Sam grins brightly, tickling his belly as she directs her gaze towards our eldest, “what about you Mars?” She asks, hope shining in her eyes.

The speed at which Marlee shakes her head has you leaning back to avoid her hair whipping you in the face. “Nuh-uh! You know London’s red Mama!” She announces with certainty.  

You watch Sam deflate, despite having known the answer your daughter would give. You reach out and brush your fingers with hers, offering all the subtle comfort you can.

This was another tough part of derby days for you. Sam was still signed to Chicago when Marlee joined your family meaning Amanda, Leah and yourself had spent years encouraging her into supporting Arsenal. By the time Sam signed with Chelsea she was as full Gooner as a she could be at four, Leah being an unrelenting influence in continuing to enforce the love. However, by the time Luka was old enough to comprehend the concept Sam’s move to Chelsea was well-known meaning your youngest girl was raised surrounded by blue. It became the most common cause of arguments between your girls. Ari, at two, is still too young to understand the meaning of either colour and if given the choice would pick the bright green and gold of Australia from the collection of shirts folded in his drawers.

After a few more minutes of family cuddles and the chaos of breakfast with three kids seven and under Sam announces, “Okay, I have to get going.” She blows raspberry kisses on each of the kid's cheeks before sending them off to enjoy their weekend tv allowance. 

Tanned arms wrap around your waist as you close the dishwasher. Spinning, you bring your own to rest around her neck, pulling her closer. “Good luck babe,” you whisper against her lips.

Pressing her lips to yours you feel them turn upwards, pulling apart slowly you see the grin resting on her face. “Thank you, baby, I can’t wait to see the purple you choose!” She teases with a tug on the hem of her Chelsea hoodie, which you had thrown on to combat the cold after climbing out of bed. 

You roll your eyes, your choice to only wear purple rather than pick a team on derby days becoming a running joke within your family. You push at her chest lightly, knocking her away from you, only causing a bigger grin to spread on the Aussie’s face. 

“I’m teasing love!” She insists, pulling you close again. “For real, please try not to stress today.” As your eyes meet you can see the concern floating through hers, “remember Amanda’s there if you need any help. Or if Mars starts getting too rowdy.” Knowing the passion instilled in your eldest you nod at her words. Sam makes you promise to let your mum help you out before she releases you with one last peck. 

“Kids, come and say good luck to Mama!” You call out as your girlfriend pulls her puffer coat over her tracksuit. Unsurprisingly Marlee is the first to crash into Sam’s legs, arms wrapping tightly around her thighs. 

“Good luck Mama! I know London is red but I still really, really want you to play well!” Despite her Williamson commitment to Arsenal your eldest’s love for her Mama is never outdone. The sight brings a smile to your face. 

“G’luck Mama!” Luka is the next to cling to Sam’s legs her beaming smile making up for her lacking vocabulary. 

“Thank you, Mars, thank you Lu-Lu,” the mother expresses to her daughters, returning their cuddles with strokes to their backs. 

Ari storms into the group hug soon after, almost knocking all three girls off their feet with the force of his run. Sam just chuckles at the impact, “you’d be a great Aussie Rules player, huh little man.” She grins ruffling his blonde curls, receiving nothing but a toothy smile in response. 

“Okay, Mama really has to go now!” You insist with a glance into the kitchen and towards the clock on the wall. 

“Yeah, yes. Mummy’s right. Okay, be good for mummy, hey kiddos?” Reviving three bobbing heads in response Sam grins and leans down to peck them each on the forehead, “I love you.” Kiss. “I love you.” Kiss. “And I love you!” Kiss. 

“Don’t forget Mummy!” Luka declares loudly, as Sam returns to full height with a gasp and feigns offence.

“I could never forget mummy!” She responds a hand raising to her chest as if your daughter had accused her of something horrific. Turning to you the act drops and her words are sincere as she speaks, “I love you.” With a final kiss, you’re sending her out the door, earning a hearty laugh as you swat at her bum on the way. 

“Marlee you can’t wear shorts to the game! You’re going to get cold!” You had dressed your two youngest: Luka in Chelsea training joggers, her Kerr 20 home jersey and a training jacket, and Ari in his choice of a Matilda’s jersey, Chelsea anthem jacket and a pair of cargo sweatpants. However, your eldest has dressed in a full replica Arsenal home kit, dawning Williamson 6 across her back and you had spent the past 5 minutes engaging in negotiations to get her into a jacket and trousers. You knew letting her leave the house in her current attire meant she would be complaining of the cold before kick-off.

“Yes, Mummy! I can!” She declares stubbornly, “Auntie Leah and Mama will be in shorts,” she argues. 

Letting out an exasperated sigh your response is cut off by a knock at the door. Jumping up and running from where he had been playing with Duplo blocks on the living room floor Ari presses his face to the glass of the living room window. “Who is it bubba?” You ask, rising to your feet to answer the knock.

With a sharp gasp, the little boy begins bouncing on his feet in excitement as he stumbles over his words, “Nana!”

A rush of cool spring air hits you as you open the door, coming face to face with your mum, you greet her with the best smile you can muster but can’t even get a word out before little limbs are entwining around her body. Making eye contact over the heads of the children you both chuckle as you usher her inside.

After welcoming Amanda and settling a cup of tea in her hands you return to your earlier issue with your eldest daughter, “Marlee!” You shout calling her into the kitchen where you sat.

Now with Arsenal-branded football socks rolled just below her knees, she slides into the room, across the tiled floor, barely managing to stay on her feet.

“I know Mama and Auntie Leah will be in shorts, my love, but they will also be running around the pitch for ninety minutes. Now I would like you to go and pick a change of clothes.” You’re insistent and your dwindling patience is evident. 

A huff is what you receive in response as she pouts, aggressively crossing her arms and stomping her foot into the ground. “Nana! Tell Mummy she’s wrong!” Her demanding tone is met with a matching raise of eyebrows from both you and your mother. 

“Marlee May Williamson-Kerr, watch your tone.” You warn, your own arms crossing. You see your daughter's resolve drop slightly as you announce her full name, Amanda coming to the rescue before any tears or shouting began.

“Marlee darling your Mummy’s right. How about you show me your collection and I’ll help you choose a proper Gooners outfit?” Immediately Marlee’s face brightens, and before you know it she’s tugging on Amanda’s hand and dragging her from the room. You send a grateful smile towards your mum, mouthing a silent ‘thank you’. She simply shakes her head in response, as if it were no big deal.

After several hours of Amanda fawning over you and her grandchildren later, you find yourself herding the three kids into the friends and family section of the stadium. You’re perfectly on time as Luka is immediately jumping from the seat you had just settled her in when the loudspeakers announce the teams making their way to the pitch for warm-ups.

“Mama! Mama! Millie! Ez! Mama!” She is quick to shout towards her favourite blue-clad players as they jog onto the pitch. Like a superhero, Sam always seems to detect your children in the crowd, or perhaps she just always knows they’ll be shouting for her. Either way, she is quick to lift her head in your direction sending over a smile and wave.

Minutes later the reds claim their half of the pitch, this time Marlee’s shouts are the ones attracting the attention. First of her little brother, who joins her calls, and next of your younger sister as the pair of them continue yelling in Leah’s direction.

Watching your sister light up at the sight of your little family supporting her from the stands briefly relieves you of your stresses of the day and a smile settles on your own face. 

Kick-off came around with minimal complaints from your three littles, especially once Amanda had returned from hospitality bar with baby chinos, hot chocolates, and chips for them. Once the whistle blew however you were thrown into an even tenser game than you had imagined.

Within two minutes you are on your feet cheering as Sam headers a ball under the crossbar, Luka and Ari share a little dance in celebration. Marlee even forgets herself for a moment, hopping excitedly from her seat before quickly returning and glancing around hoping no one had seen the display. Chuckling lightly to yourself, you pull Ari onto your lap not expecting to find yourself as on the edge of your seat as you would be for the upcoming 88 minutes.

It was no secret that Arsenal had been the underdogs coming into the game, particularly after Chelsea knocked them out of the FA Cup the weekend prior but they certainly came out with a point to prove, searching for vengeance. The halftime whistle blows moments after Niamh Charles accidentally knocks in an own goal, bringing the score line to 3-1, Arsenal ahead.

Caught in a mix of emotions you can’t decide between being pleased for your childhood club and sister, or absolutely gutted for your girlfriend as you catch her distraught expression after every denied opportunity. The mixture of red and blue in your stands don’t help as the halftime boredom leads Marlee to entertain herself by antagonising her younger sister.

Luckily for you, it’s at that moment when Beth Mead and Vivianne Miedema hobble their way through the stands towards your clan. “Hey, kiddos! You enjoying the game?” 

Unfortunately, the second half is no less tension-filled than the first, you spend the whole time on the edge of your seat as the ball ping-pongs across the pitch. Chelsea begins creating more chances for themselves but can’t seem to capitalise on them, keeping the scoreline static and Arsenal, despite being in a seemingly comfortable lead, have to stay vigilant to keep it that way.

Several yellow cards later the final whistle blows you can’t decide whether you want to sigh in disappointment or cheer in glee.

Marlee is immediately on her feet, jumping into Amanda’s arms, red flag waving high and proud. While Luka slumps down into her seat, arms crossing grumpily across her chest and her pouted lip making an appearance. Ari is blissfully unaware and happy to bounce on your lap having spent the majority of the half distracted by the wooden trains you had brought.

You join in with the claps of the crowd, not as beside yourself as you should be for the end of a four-year trophy drought for your home team but pride for your younger sister shining through. You watch as Sam and Leah find each other on the pitch and two of your favourite people exchange words followed by a hug. A gentle hand coming to rest on your own you turn your head up to meet the sympathetic gaze of your mother, no words that need to be exchanged. She’s quickly dragged away by your dancing child dressed in red and white.

Turning to the upset 5-year-old beside you, a smile is automatic to your face, contrasting her obvious disappointment but you can’t help it as you take in the cuteness of her scrunched nose and pouted lips.

“Hey Ari,” capturing the attention of the toddler in your arms, “can you help me cheer Lu-Lu up? Make her smile?”

Despite probably not understanding the full meaning of your words his attention is immediately on his older sister, chubby arms reaching out for a cuddle. Leaning yourself forward so he can reach it becomes a group hug, your fingers reaching out to tickle at Luka’s sides until the adorable sounds of her giggles reach your ears.

“How about we go see Mama, hey Lu-Lu?” Rapidly nodding her head she jumps from your hold and grabs your hand instead. Out of the corner of your eye, you spot Marlee still safe with Amanda, so you let your youngest two lead you closer to the pitch. 

Reaching the barrier separating you from the grass, you watch on as the team in blue forms their post-game huddle. While you prop the kids up to sit on the barrier, a secure arm around each of them.

Your attention falls on the gathered group of celebrating players and a prideful smile finds its way to your face as you take in the celebrations and how much it obviously means to the Arsenal, eyes falling on Leah in particular, as they set off on a run across the pitch. 

The little voice beside you brings your gaze back to Chelsea and you see the group break apart, “Mama! Mama!” Heading first towards the bench to collect her coat, the sight of two of your children is enough to bring the faintest of smiles to your girlfriend's face. Arriving in front of you it’s evident how much the past few hours have drained Sam but taking Ari into her arms she manages to summon enough energy to match your children. 

“Hi gorgeous,” you greet gently, able to grant her a soft peck before Luka is demanding attention.

“Mama! You scored a goal! It was so exciting! Marlee was even jumping! I’m sorry you lost though, that made me sad. Are you sad?” Listening to the blunt ramblings of your daughter somehow seems to distract Sam briefly from her disappointment with the result as she lets out a laugh. 

“I’m a little sad,” your partner confirms.

“It’s okay Mama when we lose it means we learnt more,” the confidence and certainty in the 5-year-old’s tone are obvious and neither of you can help the proud smile you share above her head. 

Squeezing the girl in your arms you agree encouragingly, “that’s right Lu-Lu!” You’re about to continue your conversation when a small body barrels into Sam, a flash of red becoming clear as she steadies herself, eyes wide. 

“HI MAMA! You played good. I’m sorry you lost even though I’m secretly a little bit happy!” Bobbing her head up from where she had initially buried herself in the striker's torso, Marlee’s brown hair is running wild, eyes shining with joy.

Before any of you have a chance to speak further you’re again cut off. This time by Ari’s baby babbles as he begins making grabby hands over Sam’s shoulder. Your attention shifting to where his has fallen, you lock eyes with Leah as she parts herself from her team, heading towards your little family.

Joining you the first thing Leah does is greet and take hold of her nephew who is on the edge of falling from Sam’s grip with his wiggling efforts to reach her.

“Hey Y/N/N! Hi Lu-Lu.” Her words are joined by the unwavering smile on her face and you can’t help but grin back at her. Nudging her hip into Sam’s who had since bundled Luka into her arms as you attempt to help Marlee sit on the barrier between you, and she jests, “no hard feelings, ay Kerr?”

With a roll of her eyes, you can see Sam can’t help the sister-like pride which springs in her as she says, “nah, course not.” 

Watching the scene featuring all your favourite people you can’t help but think maybe derby days weren’t the worst of your fears. The world cup might be a different story though…

(Can’t lie this is firstly far longer than I expected it to become and secondly not how I initially wanted to end it. But let me know if you’d be interested in a Kerr family series because the amount of ideas that sprung to mind writing this is insane.)