#∘₊✧────── julian park. ( interactions )

[julianxpark]

who: anyone! ( @aurorabaystarter ) where: near the bumper cars, end of summer bash

"Nah, I'm alright —" Julian assured the passerby without looking up. "Me and the bumper cars had a bit of a battle but you should see the other guy." The other guy being a lime green beetle driven by an eight year old who was not currently nursing a possible concussion.

After a moment of contemplative silence, Julian's head was pounding from where his forehead made contact with the steering wheel. Thankfully, nothing was broken or at least not visibly.

"Actually, do you think you could get me some ice? You know, for my bruised ego."

[marivelasc]

closed starter for: @julianxpark

location: the market place

"This is so cute." Mariana squealed once she entered the aisle with the stuffed animals. She grabbed a penguin with a santa hat as she spun around saying, "Don't you think this is so cute?"

[willowswriting]

Continued from here for @missmiscry

Were they being unreasonable? Suddenly Julian didn't know. They hadn't thought so in the moment, they were just trying to protect Savannah but maybe the way that they had attempted to do that had caused the women to overreact. Though Julian wouldn't dare speak those words out loud. "Fine." they signed staring at the women "But i don't intend to wake up and have forgotten this by the time the sun rises!"

[julianxpark]

Julian gave Carlos a look that said 'I wonder why' although he didn't say the words. Not that he was anti-religion by any means, but in his experience, a lot of people had done a lot of shitty things under the guise of a higher power. It seemed insane that Carlos had denied some harmless fun because he feared for his soul or whatever. "I won't let you go off the deep end," Julian assured truthfully.

A fake gasp at the reveal that he'd never been drunk. The task was now at the top of Julian's to-do list for the night. "Stumbling home is the whole point, Pereria!" Julian throws an arm around Carlo's shoulder as they reach the front of the line. "I'll be your guardian angel for the night," he said to Carlos, his attention on the bouncer letting them in. A nod of thanks as they made their way inside.

Inside the club, it was utter chaos. The music was so loud, Julian had to lean over to basically shout in Carlos' ear. "What do you think?"

( @carlos-pereria )

Carlos chuckled nervously at Julian's jest. "Well, I do try to stay on the straight and narrow. Haven't had much of a chance to explore the nightlife scene here in Aurora Bay," he admitted, glancing at the vibrant surroundings and when he was, he was trying to be the hero. "But hey, I'm all for trying new things. Just don't turn me into a lost cause by the end of the night," he quipped, adjusting his stance as they moved forward in line.

He chuckled softly at Julian's joke about Mormons. "Nah, not quite that strict. I've had a beer or two, just never been drunk." he replied with a grin, trying to keep up with Julian's lively banter. Buzzed, maybe, but that was as far as it had gone. Once upon a time he would have easily been opposed, but not anymore. "Do you really want me stumbling home?" @julianxpark

[julianxpark]

who: @maverick-liu where: nye ball, outside the seascape hotel

The night was going from bad to worse. Not only had his conversation with Ceila been awkward and borderline hostile, at least on his end - he'd since spoken and argued with Mariana as well. He wasn't sure which was worse, but he knew that none of it was good. Julian had every intention of waiting until the countdown but considering the damage he'd done, the night was a write-off.

"Come on," Julian pleaded with his phone as he waited for an Uber driver to accept his ride home. Trying to find a ride half an hour before midnight on New Years Eve was a borderline miracle but he was willing to try.

[marivelasc]

closed starter for: @julianxpark / location: sunset drive-in

Mariana had no choice in the movie she was about to watch. She didn't even know what she was watching either. She had been walking alongside the friend who invited before looking down at her phone to reply to a text when the two stopped walking.

Without looking she began to speak, "Do you know why ther-" Her voice cut off when she made eye contact with who she thought was her friend that had been next to her. It wasn't a shock. She heard the rumbles of his move even if he had become a ghost in the eyes of Hollywood. People still talked. Her reaction was slow as she shook her head, quickly looking away to break the eye contact. She didn't know how to face what she had done to someone she did care about. Right now, she had no choice either.

"Sorry, I thought my friend was right here, but she's not. And..." She hesitated for a moment, this was fucking awkward. Clearing her throat, she smiled softly, "How have you been?" She uttered out. @julianxpark

[60sloveletter]

10 classic films for beginners

Which hopefully aren’t too basic

Vivacious woman

Summary - College town life gets turned upside down after a button-down botany professor secretly weds a sizzling nightclub singer.

Notes: Jimmy Stewart and Ginger Rogers have incredible chemistry, definitely worth a watch if you love rom-coms!!

Don’t bother to knock

Summary - An airline pilot pursues a live-in babysitter at his hotel and gradually realizes she is not as stable as perhaps she should be.

Notes: one of my favourite Marilyn Monroe performances. This is a one of a kind performance in her catalogue and well worth the watch

The Hitch Hiker

Summary: Roy and Gilbert's fishing trip takes a terrifying turn when the hitchhiker they pick up turns out to be a sociopath on the run from the law. He's killed before, and he lets the two know that as soon as they're no longer useful, he'll kill again. The two friends plot an escape, but the hitchhiker's peculiar physical affliction, an eye that never closes even when he sleeps, makes it impossible for them to tell when they can make a break for it.

Notes: a female directed thriller, the suspense of this story is enough to keep you entertained for the whole run time

Repulsion

Summary: Beautiful young manicurist Carole suffers from androphobia (the pathological fear of interaction with men). When her sister and roommate, Helen, leaves their London flat to go on an Italian holiday with her married boyfriend, Carole withdraws into her apartment. She begins to experience frightful hallucinations, her fear gradually mutating into madness.

Notes: Roman Polanskis first film on English, it really shines in both direction and the performance from Catherine Deneuve

The red shoes

Summary: In this classic drama, Vicky Page is an aspiring ballerina torn between her dedication to dance and her desire to love. While her imperious instructor, Boris Lermontov, urges to her to forget anything but ballet, Vicky begins to fall for the charming young composer Julian Craster.

Eventually Vicky, under great emotional stress, must choose to pursue either her art or her romance, a decision that carries serious consequences.

Notes: the technicolour in this movie really shines against the ballet sequences, if you love ballet, a tortured artist or just some beautiful cinematography, give this a watch.

Roman holiday

Summary: Overwhelmed by her suffocating schedule, touring European princess Ann takes off for a night while in Rome. When a sedative she took from her doctor kicks in, however, she falls asleep on a park bench and is found by an American reporter, Joe Bradley, who takes her back to his apartment for safety. At work the next morning, Joe finds out Ann's regal identity and bets his editor he can get exclusive interview with her, but romance soon gets in the way.

Notes: if you’re looking for a movie that feels like a warm hug, try this. Romantic and a gorgeous Gregory Peck, what more do you need

Angel face

Summary: Ambulance driver Frank Jessup is ensnared in the schemes of the sensuous but dangerous Diane Tremayne.

Notes: An almost predictable noir, it’s highly enjoyable seeing Jean Simmons in this type of role

The children’s hour

Summary: A private all-girls boarding school is scandalized when one spiteful student accuses the two young women who run it of having a romantic relationship.

Notes: Audrey Hepburn and Shirley MacLaine add such emotion to this story, making anyone enthralled by the tragic story

The shop around the corner

Summary: Two employees at a gift shop can barely stand one another, without realising that they are falling in love through the post as each other's anonymous pen pal.

Notes: Jimmy Stewart is so charming in this, an amazing watch around the holiday season

Bonnie and Clyde

Summary: In the 1930s, bored waitress Bonnie Parker falls in love with an ex-con named Clyde Barrow and together they start a violent crime spree through the country, stealing cars and robbing banks.

Notes: Faye Dunaways outfits are enough to make you watch this, her berets really brought the trend to life again

[julianxpark]

Julian had seen more than enough influencers around Los Angeles, it was to the point that it didn't bother him all that much. It just wasn't something he saw around this town as much. Maybe other residents were less used to that kind of thing.

"I'm sure you had an idea of what you were wanting to shoot or whatever," Julian shrugged. "I'm sure you didn't count on someone being in the background. You can always crop me out."

Oblivious to any type of undertone as he wiped his sweating forehead with his towel, Julian replied lightly, "I come here around this time most days." A strict workout schedule was the other thing that kept him sane. "So, what's your niche? You some kind of fitness influencer?" From the way he was built, Julian could see how people would aspire to look like him.

( @warnerstjames )

Warner flashes the man perched on the stair master a look of appreciation, thankful that he had took Warner’s question in stride instead of some of the more colourful reactions he’d had in the past—a certain unhinged member of Titanium’s staff had threatened to plaster his face on the wall behind the desk for taking a selfie once.

Warner had tried his best to avoid him since.

The man on the stair master though, that’s a guy that Warner definitely isn’t going to try to avoid in the future. “That’s crazy that you think you’d ruin the shot.” Warner smirked, looking him up down as he climbed off of the stairs master.

“You come here often?”

[variouspolltournaments]

Anti-Propaganda is not allowed. Please only give reasons to vote for something and not give reasons to vote against something.

Propaganda

Anneliese/Julian/Erika/Dominick:

I mean come on. Okay, so to be fair, they make it pretty clear that Julian is marrying Anneliese and Dominick is marrying Erika, but I've seen so many people over the years crop this picture so it just looks like Erika and Anneliese are getting married (with Serafina and Wolfie of course) and I totally get that, like I'm all for it, but I remember being a little kid and seeing this movie and my mom having to explain to me that they were not in fact all getting married together, like, to each other all four of them together. But it's just an idea that's stuck with me forever.

Because here's the thing you might go "oh well Julian and Dominick never had that much interaction, and well, Dominick and Anneliese have separate kingdoms to run so it wouldn't work out" and you're right, but Anneliese's kingdom was on the verge of bankruptcy and it's only saved in the end because she figured out the one mine in the kingdom that all the gold had been taken out of was still full of valuable geodes. But girl you cannot keep a kingdom afloat forever on one mine!!!!!

Please enter yourself and your prince consort Julian into a personally and politically beneficial polycule with the neighboring King Dominick and his lovely wife the new Queen Erika and join your kingdoms!!!

It'll all work out. So yeah I feel like for a lot of people who loved Princess and the Pauper growing up it would be like that Parks and Rec meme and it would be Julian saying "here's my wife Anneliese and that's her wife Erika and that's Erika's husband Dominick" (that's most of what I see online if I see any poly discussion in relation to this movie) but in my head all four of them are very close to each other it just took time. That's why they all went on the honeymoon together too, right 👀

Ichigo/Orihime/Ishida/Chad: In the series, they are the main characters, and they are always together. They are the humans who are constantly dealing with monsters from other worlds, and it’s usually just the 4 of them who deal with this stuff. They care about each other so much. They have experienced so much trauma together that has only strengthened their bond.

[julianxpark]

who: @romanphoenix where: country night at oasis, in a booth

"Is that.." Julian could not tear his eyes away and even as it was laid out before him, he couldn't quite process it. "It is." Plucking the garnish out of his drink, Julian popped the olive into his mouth.

"Someone has recreated James Charles' Coachella look from 2019. Ass-less chaps and all. Fascinating. What do you rate it?"

[nenynrawrites]

Can I ask you a headcanons with Julian Casablancas ? I know that it's not on your list but anyways ♥ I would love everything you have to writr about Jules ♥♥

Sooo, I'm still fairly new to him (and The Strokes in general), but here's my take!:D

SFW:

♡ He loves outside activities, like taking a walk in the park, going swimming, going hiking, going to the zoo and all that:) // Also: He has a designated spot in the park where you always sit, as it's the same space he asked you out at.

♡ He seems like a natural comedian, so he'd do pretend stand up comedy on your date nights, or when you have a bad day.

♡ Loves hugs, and welcomes any kind of physical interaction, even if it's just a squeeze on the arm when you're walking by, or a little tap on the shoulder, too.

NSFW:

♡ You've probably heard of the phrase ,,This guy FUCKS!''? Well, I think he falls into that category. He's gentle, assuring, and loves to take his time with you:) // Bonus: If you want him to, he'll be a bit nasty, but only as much as you're comfortable with.

♡ ALL for physical contact!!!!! No matter what position, he'll find a way to be as physically close to you as possible.

♡ A huge fan of cuddling after sex:)

[julianxpark]

"Probably," Julian shrugged, not caring enough to be sure. "I don't know, I'm not a baby scientist." He actually had little care for kids unless they were somehow related to him. "Don't get used to it," Julian teases, sliding over some food for Chase to divvy up. "I'm just securing my bets. You know I put down money on you guys every year, I expect a return on my investment this season."

( @chascwilliams )

"I'm pretty sure we all are supposed to have fine motor skills." Chase teases. "Isn't it a skill we all learn and tend to have problems with since we were infants?" Of course, he realizes his skills should be a little better given his profession. "I know mine should be better but at least it's good during football season." He smirks. "I knew you had a soft spot in your heart for little ol' me."

@julianxpark

[optimal-breakfast-49]

I just want you to know that my mom's current hyperfixation is the trailer park boys, and she watches it non-stop lmao. I don't know shit about it so I've been browsing tumblr trying to get the general consensus.

....there's a lot of gay sex and shipping.

Hey fam! So here's the lowdown

• The show is about chosen family and is a commentary on poverty. It follows Ricky, Bubbles, and Julian and their schemes to make money. They aren't out to be mega millionaires. They just want to survive. They are life long friends who always choose eachother in any situation.

• The show, especially during its og run in the 2000s, is very progressive in its representation of queer ppl (see randy and lahey). The netflix run became a little flanderized though.

• As for shipping, there are some HEAVY implementations in the show indicating the queerness of Ricky and Julian. It is not cannon but a good chunk of the fan base likes to follow this theory. Hence rickyjules!

• There are two types of fans: the basic watcher who likes weed and peepee poopoo jokes (for the lack of a better term lol) and those that like to analyze the show for its representation of poverty, queerness, and for its social commentary (just watch their movie "don't legalize it").

This is the most base level way I can describe it for you. There is so much nuance and other great theories and opinions on the show! I will say, if you are a person who is not accepting of the LGBTQ+ community, the tumblr side of the fandom is not for you and any disparaging comments, posts, or interactions are not welcome (including this page).

Long story short, def check it out for yourself! It's a wonderful show and it fills me with so much warmth and nostalgia❤️ it's super cool you wanna connect with your mom's interests!

[ratasum]

human ask thingy. 2,7 and 11 for Rosie Marinner! I dont think I've seen much of your humans, so curious to what you've done with em :D

A (GW2) human ask game has appeared! 👤

Heck yeah! Me all sneaky with my humans over here.

2. What's their family like? Are they still around? Do they like them and get along?

MOST of Rosie's immediate family is still around. She has three older brothers (Guy, Lawson, and Julian), her dad Lawson (yeah that Commodore Lawson Marriner), and her aunt Kerryn Deverol. Her great-grandfather, THE Cobiah Marriner, may not be around anymore, but she feels a lot of his presence in everything she does and in the lifeblood of her beloved Lion's Arch. Her oldest brother captains a merchant ship while her next two brothers are sailors themselves.

Her mother Julianna, however, died during a terrible storm in Lion's Arch when Rosie was ten. She still wears the pendant that was used to identify her mother when her body was found, and for a long time blamed herself for her death, since Julianna died throwing her off a large wooden bridge over the harbor to one of her old crewmates on solid ground right before it was washed away in the storm surge.

She has a pretty good relationship with her entire surviving family, including her "adopted" family that consists of her mother's former crew from when she still captained a pirate ship. Her brothers are protective, but often joke that they don't need to fight anyone for her because they'd have to beat Rosie herself to it.

7. What's their opinion on the Queen, the Ministers and the White Mantle?

As far as Rosie is concerned, that's "Krytan business." She grew up in Lion's Arch as a free city, a haven for all manner of folk, no matter their race or proclivity towards legality of their actions. Her own mother, after all, was a pirate herself before "retiring" to marry Lawson Marriner and have a family.

But she DOES think that the Krytan monarchy is the source of a lot of the problems for greater Tyria as a whole, considering how long it took to finally get the charr-human alliance treaty signed and how Lion's Arch has changed since the city was partially destroyed.

She'll never forgive Ellen Kiel for what she considers "bowing to Krytan influence" and rebuilding Lion's Arch into a theme park shadow of its former self, especially considering how hard her great-grandfather fought to keep the city free of Krytan influence, only to see it back in the city because of someone who she thinks shouldn't be on the captain's council in the first place.

As far as the White Mantle, her only interactions with them came much later, when she and her best friend Ginny encountered them in Season 3 (they're two of our alt commanders). She thinks they're "a bunch of annoying old traditionalists who don't know when to quit."

11. Do they find themselves at home in human society or do they prefer to live outside of it?

Having grown up in Lion's Arch, Rosie's cultural upbringing was far different than those in the greater human cultures, be they Krytan, Ascalonian, Canthan, or Elonian. She was steeped in dozens of other cultures from the time she was in nappies, so she struggles a bit among "regular folk" from any of the big cultural centers.

It's really noticeable when they have to deal with the monarchy. While Rosie tends to have a clear enough understanding of the cultures of the norn, the asura, and the charr, humans in the big cities behave very differently from humans in Lion's Arch, who all have a common understanding of cooperation and teamwork that the capitals seem to lack, in her opinion.

[pavardscherie]

That Julian smut drove me insane! That was literally the best Julian Brandt smut I’ve ever read.

All I can think about is smut with him in the locker room after he loses a match.

── the aftermath of a loss, julian brandt

⤷ pairing ;; julian brandt & female reader ⤷ summary ;; after a loss against bayern münchen & losing the first place as well, julian needs to take out his anger somewhere. or better with someone. ⤷ warnings ;; p in v, explicit sex scenes, touching genitals ⤷ minors ;; do not interact, thank you. ⤷ izzy's rambling on ;; i don't know if i can say it like that but i'm in love with this piece, like really in love in love.

⤷ word count ;; 2653.

borussia dortmund was on a winning streak for weeks. no one was able to stop the yellow-blacks from reaching the top of the bundesliga chart until the archenemy visited the signal iduna park. the first place was owned by bayern münchen, they reserved it for years and kept getting stronger and stronger.

this time, the team of borussia dortmund was prepared for such an intense game. at least, it was exactly what the coach and his players thought before the referee blew the whistle to start the first half. everything they‘ve shown on the pitch those past weeks vanished. dortmund stood against the great bayern münchen like a team who just joined the higher ranks of the bundesliga and couldn’t focus at all.

it was a disaster, starting with kobel missing the ball in euphoria, and granting bayern an easy lead goal. what followed, could have been suicide. three goals, outplayed by the team, and not even being able to defend the slightest from an incoming attack. and to say julian was furious about the embarrassing match was a ridiculous understatement.

it should not have been possible to feel this kind of degradation after dominating the chart most of the time.

when the dortmund players left the building one after one, you started to feel the concern gnaw on your heart when julian's handsome, cherry blossom-pink-tinted face did not appear in your sight. the jersey, colored in bumblebee golden and deep black, draped over your crossed arms, you decided to await the next appearing figure from the tunnels before going inside.

but instead of the handsome face, you admired so much at each hour of the day, his captain stepped outside. dressed in the bright sunflower-yellow jacket with the dortmund emblem sewn on the front left, marco raised an arm to wave goodbye to you before disappearing towards the waiting car.

shaking your head, you felt the frustration building up, and mixing with the formerly felt feeling. concerned about julian‘s well-being and him, beating himself up, for a lost match, you entered the tunnels. your face was a known one to the guards, julian has taken you to the vip section more than once in the past.

greeting them nicely with a nod of your head, you strolled down the corridor until the locker room sign caught your eye. most players already left the building, desiring to be with their loved ones after such a devastating outcome, yet, julian still stayed in the arena.

knocking against the door with your knuckles, you waited of couple of seconds for an answer. but the silence from the other side frightened you. pushing the door open carefully, you glanced inside. dim, yellow light from the ceiling illuminated the changing room, the small corridor to the shower was completely dark. in the right corner, you recognize the large, yellow bag with number nineteen written on the thick material.

„jule?“ your soft voice echoed through the locker room, reminding you that you should not be in this place, not julian seemed to be. walking further inside, the heavy door closed behind you. the surprising sound almost made you jump, as sudden shivers covered your skin. „jule?“ you questioned again, hoping that he would just sit somewhere around the corner, trying to play a very unfunny joke on you.

but there was no answer again. instead, footsteps boomed off the walls, the loud sound of soles hitting the tiles on the floor made it difficult to determine the source. looking from left to right, you suddenly felt trapped in the middle of a locker room. and when you finally decided to explore the darkened room where the showers were, a hand wrapped tightly around your wirst and effortlessly pulled you backward. your chest collided with the cold door, the heated cheek pressed against the material. an arm twisted behind your back, holding you perfectly in the position.

an attempt to wiggle yourself out of the contact fired the wrong way. instead of being able to run away from whatever was happening at the moment, you were pushed stronger against the door. exhaling hasty, and quick breaths as the sudden fear overshadowed any previous feeling you had, your ears were blessed with an all too familiar chuckle. „calm down, love. it’s just me.“ julian cooed, pressing himself against your back to blow a gentle kiss on the crown of your hair.

the increased heartbeat finally slowed down when julian confessed that the presence you felt, was him. „you fucking scared me, you idiot.“ you remarked, rolling the eyes to the back of your head in annoyance. “come on, babe. don’t do that, it only ends in punishment.” julian teased, reminding you of the list of rules he made months ago. rolling the eyes, and unnecessary insults were truly against what he demanded.

“can you let go of me now? i’m pretty sure, you’re leaving bruises again.” you let your head lean against the cold door, feeling your mind drifting into a different world. the position you were in, pressed up against the door, with your back slightly arched and exposing your ass to him. perfectly, rounded cheeks which became the greatest occupation for his rough palms.

“why? don’t you like it?” julian muttered, a hand wandering over your left side, and dug into the skin around your hipbone. “i like it, the way your body already reacts to my touch in this position.”

“jule.” you spoke, a warning, low tone overtaking your usual, gentle voice. “we can work further on your growing problem at home.”

“don’t think i can actually keep the anger inside of me for longer.” you tried to wiggle out of his tight grip, but with one of your arms held tightly on the curve of your back, your empty one was completely useless. even with two, it would be difficult to overpower the blonde man. “let me fuck my rage into you, baby.”

you wished for your head to stop working for once, or at least, having your body under control when julian was around. but your legs betrayed you, clutching together tightly and attempting to stop the wetness from pooling. “see, don’t tell me you don’t want me.” julian’s deep chuckle vibrated in his chest, and sent shiver straight down your spine.

ignoring him was easy, resisting his attempts of having his way with you, was impossible in each situation. “i will make it quick, i promise.” his lips pressed a quick kiss to the side of your neck, the wetness reminding you of the times, his skilled tongue trailed over the veins on the sides of your throat after multiple orgasm denials.

how lucky for the midfielder that you picked out a denim skirt for today's match as the sun settled deeply in the sky, between the small clouds that traveled alone through the endless blue. "I'm not convinced about this, jule. i don't want you to get ― "

the second you ranted again about the consequences that waited behind the same door, you were pressed against, if a coach or guard decided to check if the changing rooms were empty; julian decided for himself to interrupt you. fleshy fingers brushed over the velvet, lace underwear, tapping the rough pads against the damp spot right between your thighs. "you've always been too intrigued by a little aggressiveness, my love."

julian knew exactly which buttons he had to press, or which words had to roll off his tongue to coax out the needy whimpers, and sharp hisses from your dry throat. it happened often enough to become a daily habit for the football player. letting the tips of his fingers trace over the lace material of your panties, drawing each ornament painfully slow, the lightest but most skillful touch already blessed you with enough bliss to let a simple moan slip past your lips. "so easily convincible."

his vocals were teasing you, a reminder of how quickly your demeanor faltered once his skilled fingers found the right places to touch. mostly the wetness pooling between your thighs, on other days, his meaty palm against the silken skin of your waist. on other days, it should not be this unchallenging for julian and yet, resisting him turned out to be hopeless. "so beautiful, so wet."

fingertips dipped underneath the thin layer of lace material, pulling the fabric to the side to reveal your dripping pussy. "what a pity, i can't feel your sweet taste on my tongue." the confession made you clench your thighs together, the desire increasing to a level, you did not know existed. but julian reacted quicker than your body, using his knee to keep your legs open enough for his hand to fit between them.

he tsked, "come on baby, don't be like that. we have to be quick." the explanations he gave you, were backed up by many reasons. solely a handful involved the appearance of a teammate, who had a hard time keeping a secret to himself. by midnight, anyone at borussia dortmund would be informed about the extraordinary happenings in the changing room.

you winced as he smeared the pre-cum over your pussy, coating his dick in a mixture of your juices, and partly his. "don't worry, princess. i will just hurt for a couple of seconds." julian informed you, preparing your mindset for the intentions he had. before processing, that the little play of his hands was solely to demonstrate how much power he had over your body; and not because he felt the need to stretch you before entering, he already pushed his tip between your labia and into your wet hole.

the warmth immediately greeted him, your walls stretched out for his dick and the wetness still pooling between your thighs, made it easier for julian to slip in. he always loved how damp a spot on your lacey underwear was; after simply touching your party in general places. pads digging into your waist, fingers dancing to an inaudible melody over your exposed thigh. the little things caused sparks in your stomach, the thought of not knowing what julian was up to next.

for now, you knew, he wasn't going to be easy with you. time ticked away, the cleaning staff should shortly arrive to eradicate the mess, the team left behind in the tunnels and rooms. your sole free hand clenched, trying to hold on to something. but pressed against the door did not give her many options. nails scratched over the solid metal of the door, not strong enough to fill the room with squeaks. "fuck, you always feel so good, always welcoming my cock."

the words coaxed a slight moan out of your throat, needing to feel more of him before the time ran out. hues of cherry red and watermelon pink mixed on the span of your cheeks, the soft skin of your right face pressed against the metal door while one of your arms was still trapped on your back; and julian's tight grip.

his free hand stroked over the left cheek of your ass, slapping his finger multiple times against the wiggling flesh while starting to pull his dick, and thrust himself back in. easy wasn't an option tonight, julian needed to make the most of the minutes that were left. and going home with him would be so much easier if the rage vanished into thin air, and the rants weren't as horrible to listen to.

skin slapping on skin echoed through the formerly dead silent changing rooms, the rough-skinned palm pressed against the lush skin around the length of your waist. lids fluttered closed from the bliss of his deep thrusts, the reddened tip stroking the sweet spot inside of you. pushed in the pleasure-filled haze, and the sensation of being trapped between the cold door, and his warm body, were almost enough to tip you over the edge.

you let him set the pace, feeling his hips snap against your ass quicker and harsher than the past times, you were sprawled out on the bed, julian hovering above you. while the time was short, the midfielder had a harder time concentrating on his relentless movements with the pretty noises that fell out of your mouth. melodious moans, and soft whines, combined.

"why don't you cum for me, love?" julian's voice was closer to you, his chin resting on your back, the mouth pressing soft kisses over your shoulder blade. "or do you want the cleaning staff to find us? maybe even watch us without letting us know they even found us?"

his voice was a mess of raspy but persuasive words, luring you into another world filled with much more than quiet whines. slowly, you forced yourself to open your eyelids. a sudden desire to at least have a glimpse of what julian looked like at this exact moment overcame your pleasure-filled body. blonde strands turned into an inevitable mess. beads of sweat covered his forehead, the thin hairs stuck against the sticky skin as he solely focused on the moment, how his thick length disappeared in your stretched-out pussy.

eyebrows deeply furrowed, thick lines of wrinkles appearing between his eyes and the hairline as the concentration twisted his features. it was always julian's priority to make you cum before him, and he always succeeded. his entire being, his presence, has been addictive and intoxicating for you since the first day, he laid his eyes on you

and the image of julian behind you, so entirely focused on sending you into a deep bliss-filled haze, and it was right there. the pleasure overcame you faster than expected, the low groans coaxed out of his dry mouth pulled the last strings to untie the knot. quivering limbs, nails trying so miserably to leave marks all over the door and your walls clenching around julian's length, holding him tightly inside of you while his thrusts became a sloppy rhythm. moans left your dry mouth in a mess, his name mixed with oh's and multiple curse words.

large hands grabbed at your hips desperately until he's emptied himself inside of you. pressing his body against yours tightly, julian's hips stuttered as last the white spurts covered the insides of your pussy. instead of pulling out of you, you felt the bruising grip of his fingers release the arm behind your back, and press the palms of his sweaty hands against the cold metal door. heavy-breathing chest lifted with the deep inhales of oxygen, and you felt every movement; trapped further between the solid exit and your boyfriend. "told you, you would like it." julian breathed against the side of your head, the warm breath fanning mildly across your ear as he slowly, and very carefully pulled out of your pussy.

the soreness settled in quickly, as your wetness and his semen dribbled down the inside of your thighs. "never said i would not like it. just a very inappropriate location." you chuckled, forcing your exhausted, and heavy limbs to turn around and face julian. delicate fingertips reached out for his face, trailing along his temples and over his right, red-tinted cheek.

"you look like you just came off the pitch." and the confession made him chuckle, even after losing the game after having such an advantage. "nah, they don't make me this whacked. only you do." he tugged his limp dick back into the jogging pants, before his calloused fingers helped you to place your lace, still damp, panties over your pussy again. your face twisted in disgust, the feeling a rather uncomfortable one.

"just till we're home." julian muttered, letting you pull down the denim skirt before taking a step forward, his chewed-up lips placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. and just as he turned around to grab the yellow bag from the wooden benches, the squeaking sounds of the cleaning staff's old trolly echoed through the catacombs.

[julianxpark]

Julian nods his head compulsively. A little because he wants to show he's listening and understands but another part is so high that the motion just feels good so he keeps doing it before realising he's looking like a bobblehead. "Feelings are good," Julian slurs before adding, "except when feelings are bad."

Bad feelings were better pushed down, in Julian's opinion. "How do we ever know if the feeling is good or bad? Sometimes it's good to feel bad, but other times it's not?" His brow furrows together in confusion. "Like getting out of your comfort zone is good, but it feels bad until it feels good. Y'know what I mean?"

Likely not.

"Nah, man. I hate seeing my face in ads and shit," Julian shakes his head. "It gives me that.. what's the word?" He thinks for a moment before giving up. "Doesn't matter, doesn't make me feel good. At least yours was because you did something cool. I just.. act. Acted." He corrects himself, the words are in past tense now.

( @keolalagaaia )

"Woah," Keo says like he's been stopped in his tracks, which he was very much still in motion. It's a good point but an opposing one to the one that was slipping through his fingers like wisps of smoke in the night air, and he tries to grasp for it in an endeavour that would be equally as pointless.

"I don't know it, but I feel it. And feelings count for something."

He's not sure exactly for what -- but something.

"That's what I'm saying. This face should be in print. It was once, in Surfer. It was when I won a surfing comp at sixteen. I sent about thirty copies of that to Samoa to my dad's fam. That's probably not that impressive to you, you've been on actual billboards."

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