#offside movie

[greencheekconure27]

Accidentally let out a hiss of irritation opening the door for Audrey for the 20th time this hour and got hit with the roundest saddest betrayed eyes in the history of human-cat relationships.And then she just turned around and walked away all dejected.

I'm the worst person ever aren't I?

[highonfilms]

Most Influential Movies From the Land of Iran, here they are!

[variousqueerthings]

I just watched “Offside” a 2006 movie about women trying to get in to watch the Iran vs Bahrain World Cup qualifying football match, and holy moly is it good! 

discovered as well that the director filmed it at the match itself, meaning nobody knew during filming that Iran would win

ballsy moves to produce a movie that criticises inequality by going to one of the biggest national sporting events and using it as its vehicle

[its-time-to-write]

OOOO what about Jamie having a huge crush on the reader so much so it’s effecting how he thinks like how he was in the show where he played against Man City. So Roy and Keeley follow him (like in the show) and see him spying/ watching (he’d never admit it) the reader whos working either as a waitress or a bookshop owner because he’s too nervous to go in. Or maybe even secret girlfriend where they follow him and accidentally meet the reader whos been in a secret relationship with Jamie. Lol I hope you can understand what I was trying to say 😅

Pretty sure I picked up what you put down! Here ya go!

don’t go wasting your emotion

Jamie Tartt is not acting like himself. 

The first person to notice is Roy, because it shows in his training. He seems… distracted. So he mentions it to Keeley, and asks her to keep an eye out. They have some big games coming up, and Richmond cannot afford a distracted Jamie. Keeley promises she’ll check up on him soon, but Jamie just keeps getting weirder.

He jumps and hides his phone when Dani plops down next to him on the locker room bench, passes the ball to the opposing side during practice, and keeps going offside. It isn’t long before the other coaches notice, as well as his teammates. The only one who doesn’t seem particularly worried is Sam. When Isaac asks him if he’s noticed anything off about Jamie, Sam just shrugs and says, “It’s probably nothing. I’m sure he’ll get over it soon.”

AFC Richmond does not have time to wait. They need Jamie to get his head out of the clouds and back firmly on earth. 

Shortly after Isaac’s talk with Sam, Colin catches Sam and Jamie whispering in the weight room. He catches snippets of words like, “can’t know,” “just do it,” and… “bookstore”? Surely he didn’t hear that right. Colin shrugs and heads to go see Trent. He’s an investigative journalist. He’s got to have some insight.

Colin presents this information to Trent, Ted, Beard, and Roy, none of whom have any real ideas. As they try to come up with plausible scenarios, Trent leans agains the door with his mug in quiet thought.

“You’ve been mighty quiet over there, Mr. Independent. What’re your thoughts?” Ted asks. 

“I’m not sure,” Trent replies. “We simply don’t have enough facts to come to a conclusion. What we need is someone to follow Jamie after work and see if that will provide any insights.”

“I’ll do it.”

The room turns to look at Roy. He looks uncomfortable. “Keeley and I have been meaning to talk to him anyway, and if he fucking catches any of you lot following him, he’ll never fucking trust you again. I’m your best choice.”

Beard looks at Ted, and they nod. 

Ted says, “Alright Roylock Holmes. You and Dr. Jones have fun tonight. Let us know what you find out,” and that’s that. 

—

Roy calls Keeley and tells her the situation, and it’s not hard to find a pretense for her to be with the team. It’s movie night, and she’s there more often than not. They have pretty much unanimously decided on Paddington, mostly to heal Dani’s trauma from hearing the Paddington Twitter account gave Richmond no marmalade sandwiches. That’s what they say, at least, but if they are crying within the first fifteen minutes, that’s not for anyone to say. 

Jamie sits in the back and he keeps looking at his phone. Sam pokes him and Richard catches something that sounds like, “Go- can’t expect- if you didn’t ask,” at which Jamie nods, looks around, and then slips out the door.

“Where’s he going?” Isaac asks Sam, who shrugs and says, “I would assume to use the restroom.”

Isaac turns back to the screen, but Roy and Keeley look at each other, nod, and quickly get up to follow Jamie. 

They trail him out the building and down the street, watching as he puts his hood up in an effort not to be noticed. They follow him for half a mile as Jamie makes a very purposeful trek through Richmond, unaware that he’s being followed.

Keeley and Roy turn a corner then stop, because Jamie has stopped. He’s just out of sight of some big glass windows. He checks the time, gives himself a shake, then removes his hood and pulls the door open. Keeley and Roy share a look and rush to the window.

It’s a bookstore. The sign on the door says they close an hour from now, at 9pm. Jamie is inside leaning on the checkout counter, talking and laughing with you, the cashier.

“Started that book you told me about,” he says. “You’re right. I hate it.”

“Right??” you reply. “Isn’t it awful? It makes no sense at all, and reading it makes you feel like you’re on drugs, and it’s supposed to be a classic! Thank god you only got it at the library and didn’t have to waste money on it.”

Jamie laughs. “Got any real recommendations this time? Trying to become more cultured.” 

You laugh too. “You know, you’re a lot more cultured than you think. You’ve understood most of my references, and you have an impressive vocabulary. You have a wonderful grasp on the difference between intellectual and conversational tone.”

Roy and Keeley can’t tell what you’re saying, but they’re thinking the same thing. Is Jamie blushing?

Before they can ponder this, you come out from behind the counter to lead Jamie to a shelf. You both look straight at Roy and Keeley, who duck. You turn to Jamie, humor on your face. “Friends of yours?” you quip.

“Un-fucking-fortunately,” he responds. “Oi!”

Roy and Keeley slowly pop back up and Jamie exasperatedly beckons them inside.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

Roy, stoic as ever, just grunts. Keeley says, “We were worried about you! You were acting all weird and botching things at practice. We thought you were dying!”

Roy rolls his eyes. You’re doing your best to maintain a straight face. 

You know exactly who these people are. You know Keeley Jones because who doesn’t know about Keeley Jones? You know Roy Kent because he came up as a suggested search after you googled Jamie.

Jamie has been coming into your bookshop for a while now. At first it was to look for some book about forgiveness, but after you helped him pick that out he just… kept coming back. He’d lean against the counter, supported by his elbows, and stay from 8pm until closing. Usually, he was the only customer you’d get that time of night.

It wasn’t lost on you that he was a) gorgeous and b) definitely flirting with you. He wasn’t the first customer to fancy himself in love with you, but he was the first that you actually liked back. And the first who really read what you said you liked.

You just didn’t get why he hadn’t made a move yet, especially after looking him up. It didn’t make sense. You considered making the first move, but that freaked you out too much. Still, despite his inaction on that front, he kept coming back and talking to you. Sometimes he’d bring you coffee. He’d always help you close the store. You once joked that you should put him on the payroll, to which he looked at you, and deadpanned, “You couldn’t afford me.”

You’re pretty sure that’s the moment you actually fell for him. You’re a sucker for a good, stupid sense of humor.

“Why would you think I were dyin?” Jamie asks. 

Keeley shrugs and Roy answers, “Because you’ve been playing like shit.”

Jamie glares at Roy. “I have not, you dusty old twat. You take that back.”

Keeley clears her throat. “Well, actually babes, you kind of have. It’s been this whole thing. Everybody’s worried about you!”

Jamie pinches the bridge of his nose. “Jesus Christ. Why the fuck are you all in my business? Did Sam put you up to this?”

“Why the fuck would Sam put us up to this?” Roy asks.

“Because Sam caught Jamie looking at my Instagram,” you interject.

Three sets of eyes turn to you. “What?” you shrug. “Sam looked up my handle and messaged me about it. We’re friends now.”

Jamie shakes his head in disbelief and Roy says, “So Sam fucking knew about this?”

The tips of Jamie’s ears turn red as he says, “Uh, yeah, so Sam’s been telling me I need to ask her out for like fuckin ages now. Always on me about how it’s dumb to keep checking my phone for her texts, especially because I haven’t even asked for her number or some shit.”

You swear that is the dumbest, cutest thing you’ve ever heard. 

“You want my number?” your voice comes out an octave higher than you’d like it to.

Jamie turns to you. “Uh, yeah, yeah I do. Been meanin’ to ask you, but I dunno, I keep telling myself you’re just being nice to me ‘cause of your job. Didn’t want to be fuckin weird.”

You smile. “Jamie Tartt, for someone so intelligent you really are dumb sometimes.”

He looks pleased with the compliment, then offended, then he realizes what you’re saying. His face goes through those expressions in a moment and then your hand is on the back of his head, pulling him down for a kiss.

Keeley looks on with a smile and Roy stares at the ceiling uncomfortable.

You break apart and Roy says, “Oi, Tartt!”

You and Jamie turn to look at him, arms still around each other.

“This better mean you’re done fucking up practice.”

“Yes coach,” Jamie mock-salutes.

Roy gives him a singular nod, and with that, he and Keeley head out the door. Keeley gives you a little wave and a thumbs up to Jamie.

“Now, where were we?” Jamie asks. “Oh, right…”

[wyattjohnston]

closer than i ever even knew - quinn hughes

summary: quinn saves the day and goes mini-golfing

word count: 1.1k

note: happy belated birthday @fallinallincurls! this is much, much shorter than i anticipated and i hope it's short but sweet. muchas gracias to @offside-the-lines <3

bingo: friends to lovers | witty banter | fake dating | it’s always been you

It starts, like any good romance movie does, with an event she doesn’t want to go to and a friend willing to save the day.

The event isn’t even big or fancy, which makes the whole thing so funny. She’s under no obligation to bring anyone, let alone a romantic partner, but, during the busiest hour of her week, a coworker had asked if she was going to, and the ‘yes’ had slipped from her mouth before she’d even realised it was happening.

Thus, Quinn Hughes was playing mini golf at a "team bonding" event her company decided was a good idea.

Her intention hadn’t been to earn any brownie points by bringing him—he had volunteered himself, after all—but the second they arrived and her boss spotted Quinn Hughes, Captain of the Vancouver Canucks, she immediately grouped them with her, her wife and the next nearest couple.

They wasted no time in heading to the first hole, her boss taking the lead and making sure they weren’t stuck behind anybody else. Which turned out to be a good thing because Quinn was taking practice swings with the putter.

She rolled her eyes as she asked, “Are you taking this seriously, or are you having fun?”

“Are we on a team?”

“No, it’s individual.”

“Then I’m taking it seriously,” Quinn answered easily. “No way am I letting you win.”

The questions came through shortly after they started, nosing in on the relationship lie that resulted in Quinn joining them for the day. Well, they weren’t aware that it was a lie, of course.

Luckily for her, Quinn was all too happy to do the talking.

The lingering looks and touches had her wondering why Quinn pursued hockey when he would have been just as successful as an actor. Even though he was determined to win, the simple repositioning of her hands on the putter and the minute correction of the position of her hips were leaving her short of words.

“Is this good enough for you, Captain?” she called over her shoulder, teasing Quinn as she lined up for her next shot. The wiggle in her hips was joking—mostly involuntary even—but it immediately drew Quinn’s eyes, even though he was mid-conversation.

“You’ve got great form, babe.”

A wink accompanied the sentence and she had to look away so that her blush wouldn’t be seen by her coworkers. Or by Quinn.

It did mean that she turned around and focused on her putting, leading to a nice hole-in-one.

At various points throughout the afternoon, Quinn’s hand found hers. Their fingers intertwined in a perfect fit, and it took all her power to not act like it was a strange occurrence; she desperately wanted to get out of her head and enjoy those moments while they lasted.

Her boss, finally taking a break from talking about hockey, asked about how they met. The looks sent Quinn’s way were a discrete panic, but he didn’t seem to be facing the same problem.

“We had the same routine running the Sea Wall—seemed like fate that we kept running into each other when my schedule’s so chaotic, you know?” he answered, providing an entirely accurate retelling that had her shocked he hadn’t opted for something a bit more romantic. “She literally fell for me.”

“Me?” she nearly screeched, any confusion she was feeling or fluttering in her stomach was immediately overtaken by incredulity. “You tripped over a dog lead!”

“You distracted me, what can I say?”

There was some cooing that followed, and Quinn refused to make eye contact despite the cocky smile on his face. It was becoming increasingly difficult to tell whether it was all just for show.

Her boss ended up winning, after a lot of effort and a competitive nature that would rival anybody Quinn played with or against. She and Quinn shared many sideways glances with raised eyebrows at just how competitive she was.

The world stopped spinning when Quinn leaned in and whispered directly into her ear, “Still beat you, though.”

As they were leaving, Quinn took her hand again. It was so casual that she wasn’t sure any thought had gone into it at all—and with nobody looking their way, it did nothing to heighten their ruse. She glanced down at their hands, too distracted to even say a proper goodbye as Quinn earnestly told everyone he hoped to see them again soon—that also added to her confusion.

The streets of Vancouver were deeply familiar, etched into her brain from a young age with every slight raise in the concrete committed to muscle memory, so she knew that they were headed towards the water and away from either of their apartments the second Quinn chose a direction. The Sea Wall surrounding the city was her favourite part of it with nothing else even coming close.

“Weird time for a run?” she asked. She wiggled her fingers just to test the pressure. Quinn squeezed back. “I don’t want to go for a run right now.”

“Nobody is going for a run,” he said gently. “I didn’t even want to be going for runs but I saw you on that first day and kept going out just in case I’d see you again.”

She screwed up her face, the disbelief that ran through her had her pulling her hand from Quinn’s and huffing, “Don’t be stupid.”

“How am I being stupid?” There was a tinge of hurt in his voice that she so rarely heard; she felt it right in her chest.

“I don’t know, Q. I just don’t believe you went out of your way to find me. That’s not…” Her voice was muffled by the sound of the water rushing against the Sea Wall. “That doesn’t happen in real life. To me.”

Quinn stared at her, seemingly taking in every inch of her face, and she could only imagine the expression she was making. If she looked as pathetic as she felt, she would need to make sure she never saw him again.

“It’s happening to you.” he stressed. “Today was… Today… I’d like today to be every day.”

She had so many things she wanted to say but no ability to make them come out of her mouth. She felt no less pathetic than she did a moment earlier, though she did feel a little more hopeful. It had been a good day, even if confusing, and she’d be lying if she said she hadn’t been wanting something similar since they first met years prior.

“Why don’t you believe me?”

“Because you’re Quinn Hughes? Because you’re the Captain of the Vancouver Canucks? We’ve just spent the entire day with your ass being kissed—you could have your pick of any woman in Vancouver. We’ve been friends for like, what? Three years now and you’ve never—”

“I am now. I don’t want anybody else. I want you. It’s always been you.”

i would very much love to hear your thoughts if you have any, and would love if you'd reblog and share it with some more people <3

[tinyhrry]

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[russos-one]

Kyra Cooney-Cross X !FemReader

Summary- Growing up with Kyra

Word count- 4,675

Warnings- Swear words, way to much backstory but its fine i think, Fingering !Kyra receiving if you want to skip the smut ** signifies when it starts and stops, oral, fluff

Author's note- Towards the end of the fic you can tell I gave up and just cut it short lmao but we don't talk about that this is a long-ass fic so it is fine.

I would lie and say its proof read but its not lol

[Childhood buddies]

Kyra is cheeky alone but she’s even cheekier with her other half, Y/n. You will never find Kyra without Y/n and Y/n without Kyra. Those two are always together like two peas in a pod. One goes to Arsenal the other goes to Arsenal, one assists the goals one scores them.

The two have been friends since they were 6 and 7 years old having met at school after a football match and the two of them being the only girls. After the game they talked and instantly clicked, having more in common then just football, the both of them grew up in Queensland and both played for the same club. Kyra and Y/n’s family often weren’t surprised when one was at the other's house. The two of them often had sleepovers together. The duo went up in the ranks together and both had their debut for the Matilda’s together, Y/n scoring a goal and Kyra assisting it and they won them game five to one, it was a dream debut for the duo.

Two years later on the month before the World Cup the teams were selected. The duo being at home together awaiting for the call that would decide if they went to the world cup together or not. First came Kyra’s call and she answered excitedly, Tony gave her the news that she’s in the World Cup 2023 squad and the two instantly had smiles on their faces. After that call had ended it was now Y/n’s turn, the room was tense. 12 minutes after Kyra received her call, Y/n’s phone had began to ring, she checked the phone number and it was Tony, she answered immediately and as soon as Tony broke the news that she would be going to the World Cup with her best friend by her side and the two of them sprung of the couch with two large smiles excited that they can experience this together after composing herself Y/n thanked Tony appreciatively and the called ended. The two celebrated with a movie marathon in their apartment with way too much candy and popcorn.

A month later it's time for the world cup, the first game of the tournament came with the aussies winning against Republic of Ireland one to zero with their captain Steph Catley scoring a beautiful penalty. Not long after the game against the Nigerians came, they started of strong, with a goal from Emily Van Egmond in the first minute of stoppage time but not long after the Nigerians score making it one to one at the end of halftime, as the second half begins the matildas can't seem to get a goal no matter how hard the push they concede in the sixty-fifth minute and again in the seventy-second minute. 

The Aussies are struggling but they managed to score a goal in the tenth minute of stoppage time a bit before the full-time whistle is blown with the result being the Nigerian side win against the Aussies three to two. All they have to do is top their group and they qualify for the round of sixteen. The next game the matildas play is against Canada with Canada being in favour of winning but never doubt the Aussies, in the ninth minute Hayley Raso receives

a beauty of a ball from Steph Catley and scores at the edge of the box, bringing the aussies with a goal lead in the early minutes of the game. In the thirty-sixth minute of the game Mary Fowler scores a goal but it unfortunately is not counted due to being offside but, not long after in the thirty-ninth minute the matildas are awarded a corner kick with Kyra taking it, she lifts up one of her hands signifying what type of kick it's going to be, she kicks it and it lands at the head of Y/n and she headers it in, Kyra running to Y/n straight away celebrating with her best friend. The aussie side gets another goal in the fifty-eighth minute with the goal scorer being none other than Mary Fowler with Caitlin Foord getting the assist credit but they don't stop there, in the fourth minute of stoppage time Australia are awarded with a penalty, Steph takes it and she scores giving the Australian side a four goal lead in the ninety-fourth minute. The game ended a few minutes later with the Australian side extremely happy with their performances in the past games and finishing top of their group. It's time for the round of sixteen.

The first game they play in the round of sixteen is against Denmark, in the beginning its a rough game for the defenders on each side but in the twenty-eighth minute the aussies get the ball moving, it starts with Mary interfering with the danish sides pass and running the ball towards the halfway mark with Y/n making a run forward Mary sends a cross to her and Y/n finishes it wonderfully. In the seventieth minute Australia managed to score again with the finisher being Hayley who had received a ball from Van Egmond making it two to zero. After a couple chances for both sides, the game finally finishes with the Australian team winning once again.

The Aussies make it into the quarter-finals and it is against their toughest challenge yet, France. Before the game their captain Steph gives a speech to the team after her Sam and Tony all give words of motivation to the team before the game and discuss tactics. The game is about to start with both Kyra and Y/n starting for every game so far nothing is different now, the two have had an amazing tournament so far, especially for their first World Cup ever. The two do the same thing before every game no matter what and that is hugging each other for a good minute and whispering words of affirmation to each other, the two complete their before-match routine and go to the lineup, Y/n lining up behind Caitlin and Kyra lining up behind Y/n. The game starts and it is high-paced and intense straight away with both sides having early chances and wonderful saves from the goalkeepers but no matter how hard both sides push they just can't seem to score. The halftime whistle is blown. Both Tony and Steph give words of encouragement to the team and discuss tactics for the second half. The second half begins and in the fifty-fifth minute Emily is subbed off for Sam who gets her first appearance in this World Cup due to unfortunately sustaining a calf injury but she's back now. In the second half, nothing changed. The two sides still couldn't score a goal no matter what, so it went to extra time after ninety minutes. It's been one hundred minutes since the game started and both sides are beginning to get tired after running nonstop for 50 minutes straight. Still after the 1o minutes of extra time, the two sides can't score a goal so it's time for some substitutions, in the one hundred and fourth minute Hayley is subbed off for Cortnee. But still, both sides are relentless and not letting in any goals and six minutes later there's another break. The game begins again and in the one hundred and sixteenth minute Kyra is subbed off for Tameka. But even after all the subs the two sides still can't score and it goes to penalties.

France are first to kick and they miss, it's now Australia's turn and it's Catlin, and she scores! After her the French sides go again, Kadidiatou Diani goes up and she unfortunately scores making it even. It's now Stephs turn, she goes up and kicks the ball towards the goal but it is saved by the french goalkeeper. It's the French again and Wendie Renard goes up and she scores making it two-one France, once again it's the Aussies turn and Sam goes up and scores making it two-two. It's now time for the French to go again, Le Sommer goes up and scores. It's now the tillies go again and Mary scores making it even four-four. Mackenzie misses but so does Eve, Giyora goes and scores it's not Katrina's go and if she misses the Matildas are out of the world cup, she shoots and scores. Its now Karchaouies goes and she scores then teka goes but she also scores so it's even again at five-five. Lakrar goes and scores then Ellie and she also scores making it six-six, now it's Dali’s turn and she misses but so does Clare so it's now up to the deciding penalty, Becho misses and Cortnee scores! The matildas are through to the semi finals for the first time ever in all of Australia's history, but it only gets harder from here.

It's the semifinal game against England and the Aussies lose three-one and they can no longer win the world cup but they can go home with at least some sort of medal. It's Australia vs Sweden for the bronze medal, Australia try their hardest but they just can't seem to win it, they go home with no medals.

After the world cup Kyra and Y/n received a massive amount of support and fame, the new fans that had discovered some old photos of the two very close and that's where the dating rumours started, it didn't really bother the two being used to it and often being mistaken as a couple with being how close they were.

Kyra received a call from her manager saying that Arsenal wanted her and she had some time to think about it. Only a few hours after Kyra’s manager called her Y/n received a call from her manager saying that Arsenal also wanted her. Y/n calling Kyra instantly telling her to come over to tell her the news. Y/n tells Kyra the news and Kyra instantly has a smile on her face and tells Y/n how she also received a call from her manager telling her that Arsenal wants her but she wasn't going to take it if Y/n wasn't with her. The two called both their managers and accepted Arsenal's offer. On the sixteenth of September, twenty-twenty-three Arsenal announced the signing of Cooney-Cross and only a day later on the seventeenth, they announced Y/ln’s signing. Ian Wright wanted Arsenal to recruit Cooney-Cross and Y/ln after their impressive performance in the World Cup 2023. He asked Steph Catley, Cooney-Cross's and Y/ln’s fellow Matilda and Arsenal player, to convince Jonas to offer them a spot in the club and after doing some research he instantly agreed after seeing their chemistry on the pitch together. The Ausenal went crazy over this not only are there 2 more Aussies in the squad but it's the dynamic duo that everyone loves Kyra and Y/n who doesn't love them at this point. 

The two had their debut for Arsenal together On the 1st of October 2023 on the opening day of the 2023-24 season, in a 0-1 loss to Liverpool. Even though they did lose on their debut they still had a great time at Arsenal, often hiding their teammates' things and covering Katie's locker with a bunch of green things and an Ireland flag. The duo often got in trouble by the older girls with the two often acting as the annoying younger sisters of the squad always somehow getting into trouble. The two moved in with Steph and her fiance Dean seeing as she has the biggest house and acted as a mother figure towards the two. Soon after

they moved into the house they caused a ruckus constantly pranking the couple and at one point the two switched out Stephs shampoo with blue hair dye.

“Y/N  Y/M/N  Y/L/N AND KYRA LILEE COONEY CROSS CAN ONE OF YOU EXPLAIN WHY MY HAIR IS BLUE” the two looked at each other and then looked at Dean who was sitting on the couch next to them eating a ham sandwich he chuckled and then said

“The two of you better run before she chucks a shoe at your heads”

The two young adults ran as fast as they could to their room with Calvin on their tail and jumping on Kyra’s bed and as soon as Calvins in they closed the door and locked it.

“Y/n, this was a horrible idea shes going to fucking kill us”

“It's not like it's permanent, it will only last for a wee- Wait! Why are you blaming me, this was your idea”

“Yeah, but you encouraged me!”

“Okay, relax, calm down. It's not like she is going to kill u-” 

Out of nowhere the two hear a quite aggressive knock on the door.

“If the two of you don't unlock this door right now i won't hesitate to take away your phones”

Kyra walks over to the door and unlocks it, cracking it open just a bit and poking her head through to see an angry blue haired Steph.

“Eheh. Hey Steph, I love your hair, did you do something to it?”

Y/n then pokes her head through and laughs immediately and then Calvin pokes his head through. Steph stares into Y/n’s eyes rather intensely.

“Do you think this is funny?”

“Yeah I kind of do”

Y/n receives a slap on the arm from Kyra who then says

“She didn't mean that”

“No i did”

“Y/n!”

“That's my name!”

“Okay! Enough, the two of you are banned from seeing eachother again unless its for games”

After hearing that Kyra opens the door fully.

“Wait, you're joking right?”

“No! I am not joking, all the two of you do is cause trouble when you are together so until the both of you prove yourselves that you will stop these pranks you two aren't seeing each other anymore”

“No! Wait Steph, we are sorry! We haven't been away for each other for more than 4 days, we will literally die if you seperate us”

“No. No more excuses. So who's moving and who's staying?”

Y/n goes on her knees.

“PUHLEASE I AM-” she pulls Kyra to her knees and then Calvin sits besides the two

“WE ARE BEGGING YOU”

“No, the two of you have had enough chances. Im calling Caitlin im sure she would be delighted to have one of you”

After a few hours of the two being depressed together and crying about how much they are going to miss each other acting like they aren't going to see eachother 5 days a week for Arsenal training. The two of them quite literally got banned from seeing and talking to each other unless it was for the games. But one night when Y/n was feeling lonely without her other half she left Caitlins apartment at 2:48am and called an uber to Stephs house, she made her was to the side of the house where Kyra's room was, she could faintly see a light coming from her room and she prayed that Kyra was awake and climbed up to her window, she looking through the window to see Kyra writing in her notebook on her desk with her back to the window. Y/n knocks on the window about 17 times and Kyra still doesn't even notice after a while she notices the window is unlocked and opens the window. Y/n walks over to Kyra slowly and quickly places her hands on Kyras shoulders while saying boo.

Kyra instantly turns around and after realising who it is she hugs her immediately and shoves her face into Y/n's neck and releases a sigh.

“I've missed you so much”

“I've missed you more, but did you really have to scare me? And wait- how did you even get in here?” 

The two finally separate and look into eachothers eyes.

“Well after knocking on your window about a million times I finally realised it was open and now here we are”

“I'm so glad you're here”

“Likewise”

“Anyways what are you doing awake at this time?”

The two finally sit on Kyras bed together while facing each other with the only light being the nightlight in the corner of the room, Y/n chuckles to herself remembering all the times when they were kids and Kyra forced Y/n to check the room for monsters when they had sleepovers.

Y/n counters the question “What are you doing up at this time?”

“I asked first”

Y/n sighs “Fine, i couldn't sleep, i couldn't stop thinking about something- well more so someone” Y/n starts to fiddle with the ring(s) on her finger(s), Kyra notices and grabs Y/n’s hands and looks into her eyes.

“What- who were you thinking about” Y/n looks up from her hands and looks into Kyras eyes.

“You”

The both of them lean into each other and their lips touch clash. The kiss is intense and passionate, it's filled with emotions built up over several years, the duo separate and look into each other's eyes.

“I've been wanting to do that since i was 17”

“I've been wanting to do that since i was 16”

“That was amazing”

“I agree, want to do it again?”

***

The two lean into each other once again, Y/n taking control of the kiss while Kyra leans back onto her bed, Y/n is now hovering over Kyra, your faces just inches away from each other.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Y/n says while searching Kyras eyes for any discomfort.

“Yes”

With the affirmation that Kyra really wants to do this Y/n leans in for another kiss, taking control in a flash, the kiss is intense, both fighting for dominance but Y/n wins. The two separate from the kiss and Kyra releases a whine. Y/n chuckles

“So needy already?” While trailing her hand down to the bottom of Kyras shirt, lifting it up over her hand to see Kyra was wearing no bra, Y/n chuckled and Kyra instantly turned red.

“No bra?”

“I was about to go to sleep! I wasn't really expecting this to happen!”

“Hey, I'm not complaining!”

Out of nowhere Y/n leans down to Kyras left breast while kneading the other one with her right hand. She sucks and bites on her boob while Kyra lets out a plethora of moans while grasping Y/n’s hair and pushing her further down her body. Y/n grabs at the waistband of Kyras shorts and pulls them down painfully slowly. Kyra whines.

“Patience is key baby”

Y/n places kisses on Kyras stomach. Kyra bucks her hips.

“Please”

Finally Y/n places her hand on Kyras clothed pussy, Kyra releases another whine while Y/n just chuckles.

“So wet already?”

“Please- just- please”

“Please what, baby?”

“Please- just fuck me, im begging you”

“Whatever you want my love”

Y/n finally pulls down Kyras underwear and teases her lips, Kyra whimpers while bucking her hips towards Y/n’s hand. Finally Y/n shoves two fingers into Kyras pussy and she lets out a loud moan.

“Shhh, we don't want anyone else hearing do we?”

Y/n starts moving her fingers inside Kyras pussy and finds that spongy spot inside her and Kyra lets out a loud moan which is quickly muffled by Y/n shoving the two fingers that were previously in her pussy into her mouth.

“Taste yourself my love”

Kyra moans around Y/n’s fingers and as Y/n takes them out there's a string of saliva, Y/n then sucks on her fingers tasting a mix of Kyra's arousal and spit. Y/n then gets Kyra's panties that she previously placed on the bed and shoves them in Kyra's mouth.

“Will you be quiet now?”

Kyra nods.

“Good”

Y/n goes back down to Kyras pussy and shoves two fingers inside again, her fingers filling her. Y/n pumped in and out of Kyras pussy intensely. She could tell she was getting close by the way she kept trying to close her legs. Y/n took her fingers out and instead used her hands to hold Kyra's legs apart and instead used you mouth to get Kyra of, she sucked on her clit and Kyra let out a loud muffled whine, she then shoved her tongue into her pussy and used her thumb to rub Kyras clit. Kyras hand went to Y/n's hair and the other one was going to grasp at the duvet of the bed.

Kyra cums, harder than she's ever come in her life. Y/n licks it all up, moaning while doing so. She then makes her way up Kyras body and removes the panties from Kyras mouth and kisses her roughly, Kyra moaning at the taste of her cum mixed with your saliva.

***

“Are you okay, my love?”

“Better than ever”

Y/n pecks her forehead.

“Good. I'll be back my love”

Y/n gets out of the bedroom and goes to the bathroom connected to the bedroom and grabs a rag and wets it with warm water and on her way back she goes to Kyra's closet to grab a fresh pair of underwear for her. She makes her way over to Kyra and cleans up her with the rag. She then puts Kyras fresh pair of underwear on and puts her shorts and shirt back on.

“Cozy?

Kyra says nothing in response and just shoves her head into Y/n's neck and places a kiss on her jaw.

“Im assuming thats a yes”

“Goodnight, my love”

“Goodnight Y/n”

And the two fall asleep together.

It is 8am and Steph receives a call from Caitlin, she answers and Caitlin immediately says.

“Steph! I lost Y/n”

“What do you mean lost? How do you lose a 20 year old?”

“Right- so I woke up as one does and I went into Y/n's room because we were going to go to a cafe to have some breakfast and I went into her room and she's not there!”

“One sec let me ask Kyra '' Steph walks up the stairs to Kyra's room and knocks twice, she doesn't get a response and assumes she's asleep so she opens the door and finds a peacefully sleeping Kyra cuddling into a sleeping Y/n. Steph puts the phone back up to her ear and says

“I've found Y/n”

“What! Where is she?”

“Sleeping”

“Sleeping- sleeping where?”

“With Kyra”

“I knew they would get together eventually, those two have been in love since they first met i swear”

“Aww wait they actually look so cut- wait you didn't even know them when they first met”

“I know but I wouldn't doubt it if they have been in love with each other since they first met. Now send a photo to the gc”

Steph quickly snaps a few photos of the two then leaves the room and sends the photo to the matilda group chat minus the kids and ends the call with Caitlin.

The originals

Members- Sammy (Sam Kerr), Em (Emily Van Egmond), Katies gf (Caitlin Foord), Tim Tams  (Tameka Yallop), Mini (Katrina Gorry), Lyds (Lydia Williams), Macca (Mackenzie Arnold), Mother Steph (Steph Catley), Lani (Alanna Kennedy), Polks (Clare Polkinghorn)

*Insert a picture of Y/n and Kyra cuddling*

Mother Steph- Look who finally got together

Mini- That is so cute omg

Sammy- I wish i could say i'm surprised, but im not lol

Macca- Stop- they look like cute little babies

Lani- I dibs being Kyras one of bridesmaids!

Katies gf- Their wedding is going to be so cute

Lyds- Cuties!

Polks- Aww

Tim Tams- I ship!

Macca- LMAO i agree with tim tams i also ship

Sammy- Steph it's time to give them the birds and the bees talk

Mother Steph- How the fuck do you expect me to do that??

Sammy- Idfk

Katies gf- Steph you need to wake them up we have training in like 20 minutes

Mother Steph- How am i supposed to wake them up?

Katies gf- Idk but it's your problem now!

*End of chat*

The little children

Members- Tom Holland's look-alike (Lotte Wubben-Moy), Winnie the Pooh (Laura Wienroither), Pot of Gold (Teyah Goldie), Fridos (Frida Maanum), Pavlova (Victoria Pelova), Annoying little sister (Kyra Cooney-Cross),  Furry (Y/n Y/l/n), Penalties (Lina Hurtig), Geo (Gio Queiroz), Lessi (Alessia Russo)

Pavlova- @Annoying little sister @Furry get your asses to training before Kim and Leah kill you both

Fridos- You guys need to wake the fuck up

Tom holland look alike- Stop swearing

Lessi- KIM IS GOING TO MURDER YOU TO WAKE UP I'M SCARED FOR YOUR LIVES

Tom Holland looks alike- The two of you need to wake up now, Kim is going to make you guys run laps.

Pavlova- DITCH THE FUCKING PUNCTUATION THEY ARE GOING TO DIE UNLESS THEY HAVE A GOOD EXCUSE ON WHY THEY ARENT HERE

Geo- I bet they are finally fucking

Lessi- AT 9AM??? SURELY NOT

*End chat*

“Turn it off oh my fucking god my ears a bleeding” Kyra groaned

“Uhm, Kyra?”

“Hm?”

“We are uhm- a bit like for training” Kyra sat up

“What do you mean?”

Y/n showed her the time.

“We are so dead.”

Caitlin saw Steph walk into training and walks up to her 

“Where the fuck are they?”

“I didn't know what to do so i just left, i ran”

“I don't blame you i don't even know what i would do in that situation”

“STEPH, CAITLIN!””

“Oh- hey Kim”

“Hi”

“Where are your children?”

“Uhm they ar-”

Steph got cut off by an out of breath Kyra running into the training facility and shortly followed by Y/n.

“I'm here!”

“Oh! Look Y/n’s here too, Hi Y/n!”

“Oh! Fancy seeing you here Kyra!” “Let's get changed, shall we?”

“Mhmm, meet you there!”

Kim looked back to Caitlin and Steph as the two of them ran off to the changing rooms.

“They are right here!”

“They are also 30 minutes late, and so are you Steph, why's that?”

“DEAN AND STEPH WERE FUCKING!”

“NO WE WEREN'T!”

“Then why were you late?”

Steph looked defeated and then came up with an idea

“Kyras fish died so she was depressed so Y/n came over for a funeral and that's why we are all late”

“Kyra has a fish?”

“Yes- well she had a fish, the fish is dead now”

“What was the fish's name?”

“Michael Jackson” Caitlin fell to the ground laughing.

“Michael Jackson? Okay then I am sorry for your loss. Now get changed”

Steph ran to the changing rooms.

“I know you to are fucking. Kyra you have a fish named michael jackson but he died this morning so that why you and Y/n were late”

“Wha-”

“I have a fish?”

“No! Just get changed i will tell you later” 

The three of the got changed in record time and went to the field to warm. The three of them separate, Steph going to caitlin, Vic going to Kyra and Alessia going to Y/n

“So, what happened “

“Me and Kyra fucked and now i dont know what to do”

“Oh!”

[zahri-melitor]

Okay, now I am DONE done, my unofficial list of all the times Dick and Tim are back on their nonsense (being absolute brothers) after Red Robin #12:

The Brady Bunch scene in the Hit List (Red Robin #14)

Batman: The Black Mirror where Tim is scolding Dick for going out with an injury (‘Tec #874) and they’re bantering over the radio (‘Tec #877).

Tim coming in as backup on a Batman & Robin case in exactly the same manner Nightwing used to drop in to help out (Batman #703)

Judgment on Gotham, which is a Dick, Tim and Selina team up against Dick’s greatest foe (Azrael), and where they worry about each other even as they’re facing Great Tests (Batman #708-709, Red Robin #22, Gotham City Sirens #22)

The movie night scene and making smoothies together (Batman & Robin #20)

Dick reassuring Tim that he did the right thing about Boomerang (Red Robin #26)

Gates of Gotham. Just all of it, but particularly the fact this was a Dick and Tim case to start with, and Dick using Tim as his main offsider when he’s assigning tasks. (Gates of Gotham #1-5)

Like this is a DECENT SPREAD across the titles they appear in. They had two MAJOR team ups and a bunch of smaller ones, plus a handful of domestic scenes, in 15 months. There were periods of the 90s where they didn’t manage this.

[knuffled]

not so bad - chapter 9

ayy random chapter drop! hope you enjoy! please reblog and comment if you can!

When Percy invited his girlfriend over to spend the afternoon, he hoped they might snuggle on the couch and watch a movie. Maybe make-out a bit. He didn’t expect to find her and his step-sister hurling obscenities at the TV over a soccer game happening on a different continent.

Honestly, he blamed Estelle. She’d been the one to turn on the Euros game between Germany and Spain minutes before Annabeth arrived. Percy had been so excited to see her that he’d waited in the kitchen, leg nervously bouncing an erratic rhythm, waiting for her to ring the doorbell. When she finally did, he’d only had time for her to press a quick kiss to his cheek before she noticed the game playing in the living room. The bright, excited gleam in her eyes that he found endlessly adorable lasted only a moment before she brushed past him to sit next to Estelle.

And that was how Percy found himself, exiled to the armchair all by his lonesome, while his step-sister monopolized his girlfriend’s attention. He tried not to scowl as he scrolled aimlessly through his phone, but then Estelle jumped out of her seat and screamed.

“He’s not offside! What the fuck is this ref smoking?”

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[ghelgheli]

hello lovelies, my film club is having its second screening wednesday sept 4th @ 1pm PST :3 we will be watching offside (2006) dir. jafar panahi, a football movie with a lot of women

mutuals can dm me or reply to this post and i will send an invite along. u are welcome even if u can't make this particular showing!

[joelslegalwhre]

Look how cool this is

paring ⁀➷(adult) adam reed x (pregnant)fem!reader

word count ⁀➷ 1.2k

summary ⁀➷ You never had the chance to go to the cinema and see your favourite movie in 2022. But travelling back in time with Adam you get a second chance, and your baby bump turns out to be the perfect cup holder.

warnings ⁀➷ pregnancy, light swearing, mention of adoption as a joke, some logical things (might not be like in the movie), they’re going to watch Top Gun

a/n ⁀➷ YES THANK YOU ANON. I got the idea when i watched fantastic beasts 3 in cinema and couldn't get it out of my head. (If this was a drinking game for „Adam" you'd be super drunk once you finished, sorry for the 3 567 „Adam"s)

Also if anyone knows ANY good fic or whatever with adam pls tag me, i need content.

„Adam?!" you shouted through the forest. Did he tell you to stay hidden until he comes back? Yes. But was your bladder going to give up any minute? Also yes. So you were definitely not going to listen to your husband.

Meanwhile, Adam was in the shed, searching for something he had left there the first time he came back. Hawking's barks could be heard in the distance and all his hope of getting in and out of the house without his younger self noticing, were blown into the wind. Not a moment later, the smaller version of himself opened the door.

„Hi." he grinned from one ear to the other. „Hey.“ Adam said, while still looking for his wallet, he had left last time, in case he needed money.

His card was definitely of no use in 2022.

„I hid it under one of the couch cushions." young Adam pointed to where the old couch was, mostly covered in webs. Adam turned around, lifted the cushion and grabbed his wallet.

„It was safer there, than in one of the boxes."

„Yeah, yeah." Adam grumpily gave him a look. Hawking was wiggling his tail, happy to see not only one but two Adams.

„Adam!" you shouted as you reached the garden. It was amazing. You knew Adam's house from pictures, but it was even more wonderful in real life and with so much life in it. The baseball was lying under one of the big ferns, the door to the kitchen standing wide open… shit. The door to the kitchen was standing wide open.

Oh shit, shit, shit. Your hand started stroking your baby bump, trying to calm down.

You looked around. There was no one to be seen, but you were listening for just the smallest noise. „Adam?" you now whisper yelled.

Where has he gone?!

You found the rather big shed, a little offside of the house. Quietly approaching it, you knew Adam used to have a dog, you still listened for noises.

„Babe?“

Adam opened the door to the shed.

„Ugh, goddamn Adam. My heart almost stopped." you still whisper yelled, holding one hand to your heart. He grinned and came towards you. Adam gently placed his hands on your shoulders. „Sorry, are you okay?"

„Yeah, you're lucky I love you." you joked. Adam bent down to place a kiss on your lips, while you were still smiling into the kiss.

„Who is-. Woah.“

The both of you immediately parted by the sudden voice. Adam rolled his eyes in annoyance, before he turned around. Right then, Hawking started barking, wanting some attention from both Adams.

„Couldn't you have wai-„

„Hawking! Zip it!,, they both shouted in annoyance at the same time.

„Couldn't you have, I don't know, just stayed in there?" he sarcastically and most of all annoyedly asked, pointing to the shed with an exaggerated gesture.

„Don't be so rude.“

You turned to the smaller version of him, lightly pushing your husband aside to see Adam better. „Hi, I'm y/n." you smiled. He came closer, but his eyes couldn't decide whether to look you in the eyes or to stare at your stomach.

„She is beautiful.“ Adam whispered to your Adam.

„And she is pregnant." he added, as if he needed to point it out. Adam tilted his head to the side, giving him an „oh really" look. You just chuckled and smacked Adam's shoulder.

„Hi, I'm Adam." he finally said and held his hand out. „Hey Adam. Nice to meet you. Again.“ He chuckled at your comment, and you just winked with a smile.

„Alright, okay." Your Adam grumpily interrupted. „He's cute." you said, turning to your husband. „He's me.“

„You're cute too." Little Adam followed your little spat with a huge smile.

Your Adam now looked at his watch, his eyes widening. „Shit."

„What's wrong?" you asked, brows furrowed. „The movie starts in less than an hour. If we don't go now, we'll miss it." Adam grabbed your hand, and dragged you through the garden to the house.

With young Adam right on your heels.

„Wait, wait Adam. What movie?" He stopped, tuned to you and exhaled. „I wanted it to be a surprise, but this moron needed to stare at my wife for ages."

„Hey.“ Adam protested. „Technically-“

He was interrupted by his older self. „You always wanted to see the new Top Gun when it was still in cinemas. And we missed it, so I'm taking you now to see it." Your eyes were watery when he finished. „Really?"

„Yes baby, really.“ Adam smiled and pecked your lips. „Now get your pretty ass moving and follow me.“

You squeaked and grabbed your husband's hand. „I love you, Adam."

„I love you too, baby." he smiled.

„But Adam?" you quickly said. „Yeah?"

„I need to pee really bad." you innocently grinned. „Well, you're lucky this house has got a toilet." he winked. „Let's go,".

„You too, loser!" Adam shouted to his younger self. You chuckled and stuck your hand out, for little Adam to take it.

Holding both Adam's hands felt strange and so normal at the same time. Almost like he was your child. As if you've travelled to the future instead of the past. A funny thought, considered that you'd basically hold the hand of a little version of Adam, just like now. A smile crept on your lips, and you stroked Adam's hand with your thumb.

„Alright, we have seats 10, 11 and 12. Row H." Adam coordinated the three of you to the seats. Little Adam went ahead of you and was already sitting down on his seat, while you and Adam put the drinks in the cup holders. You handed little Adam his Popcorn and plopped down on your seat next to your husband.

„Ugh, your baby is getting heavy, dude." you exhaled as you could finally rest. „Sorry, dude." Adam mocked you, which made you chuckle. „You know, what," you said, looking over at little Adam. „He's probably only here because he secretly always wanted to watch the movie in cinema. I'm just a pretext.“ He chuckled and put a handful of popcorn in his mouth.

„Adam." you whispered. „Hey look.“ You poked his arm.

„What?"

"Look how cool this is." You, almost proudly, smiled at him. Your belly had the perfect size to work like a table when you were sitting. Your drink was resting on it, being held by leaning against your chest. „Like a freaking cup holder" Adam said and copied your grin.

You raised your brows in amazement and nodded.

Adam chuckled, „How on earth do I even deserve you?" he asked with a loving smile. You turned your head to face him, when he kissed the tip of your nose. „Have you seen yourself?" you asked with a smile, „l've married the man anyone could just dream of.“

„l don't need to look at myself. I've got you. And you're all I need to see."

„Could you maybe do that," little Adam gestured with his hand, „after the movie, please?" He turned back to the screen, and put another handful of popcorn in his mouth.

„Sorry." you chuckled.

„Oh as if I care about what I say." your Adam beefed.

Putting one hand on your baby bump, he gently began stroking it with his thumb. „If this baby turns out like me there, we have no other option but to give it up for adoption." he dryly joked. „Adam." you slapped his shoulder but grinned at your husband.

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[bewires]

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: The Old Guard (Movie 2020) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Joe | Yusuf Al-Kaysani/Nicky | Nicolò di Genova Characters: Joe | Yusuf Al-Kaysani, Nicky | Nicolò di Genova, Booker | Sebastien le Livre, Andy | Andromache of Scythia, Celeste (The Old Guard) Additional Tags: Minor Andy | Andromache of Scythia/Quynh | Noriko, Minor Andy | Andromache of Scythia/Nile Freeman, Alternate Universe - Football, Football | Soccer, This is a european fic and we use the european words, Alternate Universe - Sports, Semi-Public Sex, Oral Sex, Enemies to Lovers, Mixed Media, Discussion of Racism, Discussion of Homophobia, Both as related to being a professional athlete Summary:

The last time di Genova and al-Kaysani met on the pitch, it infamously ended with a red card for al-Kaysani and a media firestorm for di Genova. “Will you be able to work together?”

Al-Kaysani toys with the handle of his coffee cup. “We’re all professionals,” he says eventually. “I’m excited to see what he’ll bring to the pitch.”

Or: Rival football players Joe al-Kaysani and Nicky di Genova learn to work together on the same team.

[imperatorrrrr]

You and Roman Josi have to debate a topic of your choice. How does it go? ❤

oh, my apologies to this very beautiful man, but I am winning.

my entire life has led to this.

my parents used to tell me when I was younger that people that adamantly defend themselves are guilty people like when they'd blame me for something and it wasn't my fault and I'd defend myself they used to say that means I am guilty because someone that knows they didn't do anything wrong wouldn't argue as much.

and that has stuck with me since my childhood and has become my raison d'être and essentially why I'm a lawyer today.

because what the fuck do you mean if you're innocent you don't need to fight back? fuck off.

anyway, trauma dump aside, this is legit my actual full time salaried job, so I will, in fact, obliterate Roman Josi.

I know he is beautiful. I know he is kind. I know he's probably extremely articulate as well, but he is no match for me and thirty something years of pure spite.

AND if I get to choose the topic that makes it even better because I will actually choose something I can fight for. see my kryptonite is that I can't even pretend to stand for something I don't actually believe in, (this extends to my inability to pick hockeys in fantasy that I can't root for) so if I'm given the choice of topic then I am rocking Roman Josi's world in the most unsexual way possible.

I will change the trajectory of that poor man's life forever.

let's fucking go!

potential debate topics: Avengers Endgame (the movie is the worst), Team Captain America v. Team Iron Man (team Cap all the way fuck Tony Stark), the Offside Rule (why it should only count in very specific circumstances as in if the play being offside was like within ten seconds of the goal occurring), as some examples.

[offside-the-lines]

https://www.tumblr.com/offside-the-lines/751392691158466561

WHAT

What is this?! Pls explain

LOL. Friend I dont have a satisfactory answer other than the fact that you need to be an Actor as well as a hockey player to be a canuck…

Jk. For their home opener (past few years), they do a crazy high production video. It’s actually not bad. I think it’s a callback to how a lot of movies are actually made in Vancouver.

This years was some crazy like robot army situation.

And the year before they were superheroes.

Then there was that spies one. There was a part two that I could only find an arena video of. I think they made it for if they made the playoffs that year (they didn’t). But they played it this year. This is the only video I have.

Then 2019-20 (before spies one) was whatever the fuck this is:

[darththrog]

when the final whistle blew I couldn't stop myself from crying like I didn't even feel that sad at halftime cause we actually played good?? Tho adiyemi made me want to slap tf outta him with that chance like bruder like i understand the pressure but its a cl final ...also fulle, brandt everyone becoming blind all of a sudden.

But it really hit me on that carbatajuill goal. And then maatsen's mistake...that's when it totally hit me. I had hope until 85th minute and then the fulle offside that made it even worse. After the FT I just cried like fuckin Florence pugh in that one movie and I switched off the tv cause i couldnt bear to see those bums lift the trophy and then i cried myself to sleep...

But may 27 takes the cake on this one this time it actually is a lighter blow cause I'm kinda proud of them. We played good football and honestly were the better team. I'm happy at the fact we came all this way. Sure it could've been the best underdog story if we won, but it's Madrid. It's impossible to beat them in a final and like they've did it 14 times this is our first time.

And it kills me to see Marco lying on the ground just like he did 11 years ago...this was such a poetic script I wanted so bad to win it for him and see him smile and cry out of happiness, but football isn't a fairytale and happy endings always don't come.

I don't blame maatsen, I don't blame fulle, I don't blame adiyemi(I kinda do), I'm just so so so proud of this amazing team. I'll always love them whatever happens but I know it won't be the same without Marco...he gave everything to us and we couldn't repay him.

Sad but proud. Heja BVB 💛

[fancifulpurposelesslovely]

ok but something that feels true reading Summer Sons:

Lee Mandelo had the same kind of friends that I did at some point in his teens to twenties. the kind of friends who are kinky or probably will be at some point but don't have the language for it yet and just... do stuff that feels normal at the time but it absolutely hilariously not normal. I was trying to put together some of these moments to illustrate the point to my boyfriend.

First, right in front of his damn cousin:

Embracing his inheritance felt like accepting the grave. Sam twisted loose fingers into the hair at the crown of his head. "I won't do that..." Andrew leaned forward against the burning grip on his scalp; Sam cinched his fist another fraction tighter, provoking a short, grunting gasp. Sensation helped settle him into his bones again, alive. Riley made an uncomfortable sound, but before he could respond to their affection, his phone rang...

Like. The bone deep familiarity of that interaction, the "yes pain just calms me down, that's normal" thought process, and the "guy I like is clearly dissociating a little, pulling his hair will help" thought process, and the not entirely caring who is in the room because it isn't entirely sexual but it's not not sexual. Of course this one is after they had their night together so there's more reason for the undertone but you also have, in chapter 11:

"Far from my first time," Andrew said. He stood and stretched, back cracking, arms over his head. The lengthening of his chest masked the strain in his voice as he continued, "Between me and Eddie I'm the better driver." "Let's put him through his paces, then," Sam said, slapping his stomach hard enough to crumple him. He thumped a loose fist on Sam's arm in response. The wolf-grin made a reappearance as Sam, knees spread in his kingly position on the couch, dragged his eyes up the length of Andrew, as hot and stinging as the four faint lines his fingers had left behind.

Sam is, obviously, flirting all to hell. But in a way that, among certain groups of friends, especially the kind to whom violence has always been more accessible than affection, could be written off as just fucking around. Just teasing or being a dick on purpose. Gay chicken. Anything other than what it is.

Further back, chapter 8, at the end of the fight at Sam's party:

His head lolled back back onto Halse's shoulder, eyes rolling; he caught sight of Riley standing offside with his mouth hanging open in surprise. Halse snorted and popped him casually on the jaw, a disciplinary slap that made his vision go patchy.

I noticed the specific language there, "disciplinary", a proprietary thing that Sam gets away with because it's his house, his party, his drugs, but even after that my boyfriend had to point out that the slap itself was weird, especially if it was hard enough to make Andrew's vision white out a little. And i'm like... yeah no I know you shouldn't because I know about boundaries and consent and shit now, but also it's so viscerally real to memories I have, y'know? it's the play fighting and wrestling that isn't power play but is, yknow?

and some of you won't know and I think that's my exact point, right? Like this isn't normal friend shit, it's specific friend shit and I'm just pretty sure that Mandelo had the same kinds of specific friends.

And back to chapter 11, we have the Eddie memory:

No one had touched him so much in-- weeks, months. Eddie had visited him at the end of the spring term and spent the whole five days manhandling him: scratching his scalp, digging thumbs into the knots of his trapezius muscles, rolling on top of him during naps, once gnawing absently on the knob of his wrist for a full five seconds during a movie. Eddie's touch was a careless claim that meant home, home, home.

I say, without shame, that I have some friends that I will just randomly chew on. these are not normal regular vanilla friendships!! these are people I met at kink cons or people I have fucked at least once, these are not just... look I know we all know that Andrew and Eddie were so incredibly gay for each other in the most tragic fucking repressed codependent way possible, BUT i'm just saYINg that even for that, this speaks to a very specific kind of relationship. I don't know what I'm saying it's fine.

back in 6 we have Sam's shit:

He crammed the notes in the drawer, forced it shut, and dialed the unknown number. The line rang three times before a rough drawl answered: "Is it working? Am I riding your nerves are enough yet to get you to show up?"

Before the party. When Sam sees that Andrew is crawling out of his own skin or dying emotionally or whatever, Sam goes "I got this... piss him off." And just pushes Andrew until he does what Sam wants and gives only enough slack to draw Andrew in and get him to go the direction he wanted in the first place.

I don't know if this is anything, but this is part of the problem of trying to write fic for them. I don't have fic I have scattershot literary analysis and flailing hand gestures.