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The Mandalorian (2019)

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NATALIA SÁNCHEZ as BEGOÑIA MONTES in SUEÑOS DE LIBERTAD

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Favourite Resident Evil Troupes: Saviour's Journey

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As so many of you are filling my inbox asking about salad and why I found the fact they had two types of salad for dinner in the Buck and Tommy dinner scene so funny, I'm guessing you're new to the 911 fandom - Welcome if so! I am going to give you a very brief rundown of salad and Buck and Eddies various relationships, but @clusterbuck is actually the keeper of salad theory and you can find far more detailed analysis over on her blog than you’re getting from me here!!

I can't find gif of the actual salad moments so have pictures!!

Chris smashed salad bowl that he is making a salad in with his dad in season 4 (in Breaking point) - when he finds out about Ana being the person Eddie is dating.

We have Ana turn up at the firehouse with Chris during the black out in 5x02 with 5 - yes 5 - types of salad When Eddie has his second on screen panic about Ana - when Ravi mistakes her for his wife.

Then in 5x03 just before they break up - Eddie, Chris, and Ana are at the dining table in the Diaz house and they are eating fruit salad

Then in 5x05 we have Taylor with her prepackaged fruit salad breakfast the she has 'made' for Buck when he gets home

she is making a bean salad in 5x09 during the most awkward I love you scene in the history of television!

Then we have a caprese salad in front of Natalia during the Dinner Buck cooked for her in 5x17 - when she finds out about various aspects of Bucks past and present - Taylor on the tv and Kameron turns up

Then in 7x07 - when Eddie is daydreaming of a do over with Shannon during his lunch with Marisol they are eating a salad

then we now have Buck and Tommy eating two different types of salad (a pasta salad and a salad salad) on their dinner date

so basically it's become a bit of a running joke that if salad is involved with Buck or Eddie and one of their dates (especially in their own homes) , the relationship is doomed!

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baker's convention

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18+

wc: 1900 words

warnings: food. reader gets picked up by steve. i kinda gave our baba anxiety(sorry)

a/n: i am SO proud of this! i hope you all love it! and i am very happy to expand the chef/baker universe! i sprinkled in a hint at a future fic with baker!nat, but let me know if you guys have any suggestions for our other friends!

pairing: chef!daddy!bucky x gn!little!reader

summary: bucky takes you to a baker's convention and you get to try new creations from his closest friends. special appearances from natasha, sam, and steve!

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Bucky helped you put on your lanyard and nametag at the convention center’s entrance. He knew you could do it yourself, but he was stalling and needed something to occupy his shaky hands. He straightened out your shirt, another nervous habit of his. 

“Are you excited, bubba?”

“Yes! So excited, Daddy.” 

“Good, good. Daddy’s excited too.”

He kept fiddling with your clothes and tried not to think about how nervous he was for today. You’d met his baker buddies before, but never all at once, in one day. And never in such a crowded place. 

He wasn’t worried because of you; he was worried about all the things beyond his control. What if the convention was too overwhelming? What if you two got separated? What if a stranger was mean to you? Breathe, Bucky. Breathe. 

“Daddy?”

“Y-yeah?”

“I can have all the sweets I want today, right?”

Bucky laughed, taken aback by your question.

“Our minds are in two different places, honeybun.” He stopped messing with your clothes and kissed your forehead. “Yes, you can have all the sweets you want if you remember your manners–and if you give me a big hug right now.”

You squealed and wrapped your arms around Bucky, squeezing him with all your might. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!”

Bucky was starting to feel a bit better. As usual, you were able to calm his nerves and remind him that he had nothing to worry about. He was a good caregiver. If you got overwhelmed, he would know the signs and how to help you. If you got lost, he had plenty of friends and colleagues who knew you, loved you, and would do anything to help. If a stranger tried ruining your day, he was more concerned with what you could do to them than what they could do to you. 

While you were hugging Bucky as hard as you could, you were also helping slow down his heart rate and the other physical signs of his stress. He was finally prepared to go in.

“Are you ready, baby?”

“Yes! Yes! I’m so ready!” 

You swung your interlocked hands back and forth as you and Bucky walked through the doors and down the long hallway that led to the convention center.

The sight of the many vendors and their stalls selling baked goods stopped you in your tracks. There were more than you could count. It seemed as if there were endless rows of cookies, cupcakes, pies, and happy people enjoying the art of baking. 

Bucky noticed a friend giving you a slight wave to get your attention. He gently tugged your hand. 

“Do you wanna go over there, honey? That booth looks good.”

You looked at the booth and gasped, then walked as fast as you could to get there, tugging Bucky along behind you. You were by no means as gentle with Bucky as he had been with you earlier. He laughed good-naturedly as you practically pulled his arm out of its socket. 

“Natty!”

“Hey there, firecracker.” 

Bucky greeted her with a nod. “Natalia.”

“Buchanan.” She turned to face you again. “I saw you pulling your Daddy back there. I could teach you this trick if you re-”

Bucky covered your ears with his hands and gave his friend a bewildered look. “You’re not teaching them that,” he whisper shouted. 

Natasha stifled a laugh while Bucky took his hands away from your ears and tried to redirect your attention. “Which of these treats do you wanna try first, bun?”

“Can I have one of the cakes, please?”

“Comin’ right up.” She handed you a small plate with a square piece of cake and two forks. Bucky motioned for you to take the first bite. Your eyes widened in delight. The cake was so delicate and soaked in a sweet milk. The cake itself was sightly sour, but the sweet milk and ganache topping balanced the whole dessert. 

“What is this?”

“It’s bird’s milk cake. Do you like it?”

“Mhm!” You went in for another bite. 

“I have something else for you to try too.” Natasha reached beside her and handed you and Bucky another plate with two small, potato-like objects. “This is called kartosha.”

You tried pronouncing this new word before taking a bite. Once again, you were struck by how beautifully simple and balanced the dessert was. Bittersweet cookie crumbles were combined with sweet, sticky condensed milk.

“It’s so good!”

“I’m glad you think so.” Natasha looked like she was going to say more, but then a special someone caught her eye. She leaned over to whisper in your ear. “I think someone’s been stealing looks and wondering when you’re going to visit their booth.”

You whipped your head around and saw Sam look quickly in the other direction, as if he was pretending that he hadn’t been looking at you earlier. He had a mischievous smile on his face though, and his eyes wandered to you for a second before darting back. He rocked back and forth on his heels and even began to whistle a little. You giggled at his attempts to look casual.

You turned to Bucky. “Daddy, can we go to Sammy’s booth?”

“Sure can, let’s say bye to Nat first.”

“Bye, Natty! Thank you for the cake and kartosha!”

“You’re welcome.” She walked around the booth to give you a goodbye hug. “You have to come visit the cafe soon, okay? The kitties miss you and I need some help from my little decorator.”

“I will!” You waved goodbye and then skipped to Sam’s booth. 

He was still putting on his oblivious act. 

“Sammy, hi!”

“Oh, hey! I didn’t even see you there!”

You laughed and shook your head. “Nuh uh, I saw you looking!”

“Alright, alright, ya caught me. But once you see the show I’ve got planned for you, you’ll understand.”

“A show?” you asked, bouncing excitedly.

“Yup. A whole show. Tell me something, do you like caramel?” He took a step to where his burner stove was.

“Yeah!” 

“Okay well this isn’t exactly caramel, but if you like caramel, you’ll like this.” He put a small pan on the stove and turned on the heat. “We’ll start off with a little butter, some cinnamon, and brown sugar.” Sam effortlessly dropped and sprinkled the ingredients into the pan as he listed them off. He gave the mixture a stir, shaking the pan at the same time like a pro.

“Now I don’t know if you like bananas. But if you don’t, you’ll like them after this.” He put a small handful of slices into the pan and coated them in the sauce. He turned off the stove. 

“Alright, here’s the real show. I need y’all to take one step back so you’re behind that red tape on the floor.”

You and Bucky did as he said. 

“Perfect, thank you. Now these bananas just need a little more juice.” He poured a small amount of clear amber liquid into the pan. “And they could also use a little more heat.” He flicked a lighter just to the side of the pan, setting all of the amber liquid aflame. He shook the pan back and forth, flipping the bananas in the flaming sauce. You watched the fire, absolutely mesmerized by how it shifted and how Sam had so much control over the volatile force. He kept the whole thing moving, like it was a choreographed dance between him and the flaming pan where he was the leader. Slowly, the flames died down and the bananas were left in a glistening sauce.

“THAT WAS THE COOLEST THING EVER!” you screamed, clapping your hands and jumping up and down. “How did you do that?!”

“A lot of practice, okay? Don’t ever try this at home.”

You nodded. “I’ll just watch you do it every day.”

Sam laughed. “If you boost my ego like this every time, I’ll do this whenever you want. You ready to try the bananas now?”

“Yes please!”

“Alright, and one more very important question.” He halted and looked at you seriously. “Do you want ice cream?”

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Sam gave you and Bucky two beautiful bowls of bananas foster, he called it. He grinned from ear to ear as you asked him endless questions. You wanted to talk more(and ask for another serving), but a crowd full of people wanting to see Sam’s show had formed. You thanked him profusely and waved goodbye nearly your entire walk to the next booth, until you had to turn the corner and could no longer see your friend. Luckily, Bucky was holding your other hand and leading the way to make sure you didn’t bump into anyone or get lost.

You were about to mourn the end of the best time of your life, when you saw another friend waving to you excitedly.

“Stevie!”

You skipped to his booth and he met you in the middle, picking you up for a bone-crushing hug. 

“I missed you, bug!”

“Easy, Rogers. Bubba’s full of sweets and ice cream.”

Steve set you down gently and fixed your clothes that he had messed up. “Sorry, bubba, sorry. Wait–you had ice cream already?”

“Uh huh! We went to Sam’s booth!”

“Aw, you went to Sam’s booth before mine? That’s not fair!” he whined. He put a hand over his chest. “You’re breakin’ my heart, bubba.”

“And he gave me a fire show.”

“And he gave you a fire show?” Steve pretended to cry, putting his head in his hands and allowing sobs to run through his body. 

“Stevieee, c’mon!” You wrapped your arms around him and patted his back. “Do you know what Sammy didn’t give to me?”

“What?” Steve asked, still pouting. 

“Two hugs!”

Steve stopped his crocodile tears and returned your embrace, swinging you side to side to hear your giggles. 

“I guess the hugs make up for me not having any fire. And I’m the best hugger you know, right?”

“I-”

“Let’s go see the sweets I have for you!” he said, cutting you off. He carried you on his hip for the short walk to his booth and set you down at the front of it, because only vendors were allowed in the behind area.

Steve stepped behind the display and fixed his apron. Before he spoke, he puffed out his chest and held out his hands in a theatrical manner.

“Welcome to a slice of paradise! We have every pie you can think of! Apple, pumpkin, pecan, key lime, cherry, strawberry–every American classic! And for the non-pie lovers, I have cheesecakes, tarts, and the best rice krispie treats made with my Ma’s secret recipe.” He ended his speech with a wink.

“Wow! There’s so many! I don’t know which one to choose.” You looked at Bucky for assistance. 

“Lucky for you, my little bug, I have a sampler platter!” Steve presented you with a plate of many small squares of everything he was selling, all with different colored toothpicks. “You can try these out and when you decide the one you want, let me know and I’ll serve you a whole slice.”

You giddily took the sampler plate and tried all the samples with Bucky, giving Steve feedback after each bite. When you finished trying all of the sweets, you couldn’t pick just one to have a full slice of.

“Stevie?”

“Yeah?”

“Can I have another sample plate, please?”

“Sure, but don’t you want a whole slice of your favorite one?”

“I can’t choose a favorite! They’re all so good.”

Steve smiled proudly. “Alright, one more sampler platter for the charmer with the grouchy daddy.”

Bucky grunted while you giggled. “I have one more question.”

Steve nodded while he arranged your next plate. “What’s up?”

“Can I have a scoop of ice cream too? I need to try all of them with it, for science.”

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So, as much as I love her and think she's perfect for Claudia, I've realised that Meg Bellamy doesn't have much gif resources. So I am thinking of recasting Claudia again (yes, again!!) so I'm setting this poll to help me decide.

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Target (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

(Credits to GIF owner)

A/N: Hey guys! Here is the story of your choice! I really enjoyed writing this and maybe I could write a sequel about this! Let me know if you want!!

WC: 2.1k+

Warnings: Mention of the Red Room and HYDRA, angst and fluff, let me know if I missed any! Not proofread!!

Natasha and you had a deep past. You both were just children when HYDRA took you. You both grew up together, trained and “graduated” from HYDRA. She kissed you that night, telling you that you would escape together, maybe start a decent life and adopt children. You believed every single word she said. Until she escaped alone and never came back.

Yelena didn’t get her hopes down, she still believed her sister would come back one day and let them go. “Stop being ridiculous, Yelena! She escaped and didn’t even look behind. We are all alone. She won’t save us ever, everything she said were bunch of lies!”, tears streamed down on your cheeks. You didn’t want to believe your words but it was true. She left.

You promised yourself once you get out, you are taking Yelena with you. You wouldn’t be like Natasha. She was a liar and weak. You were strong, the strongest even. You had to do what it takes to leave. And you did.

-

“Come on, take it. I know you liked it,” Yelena said. She took off her jacket and gave it to Natasha. “She is still alive,” she said before she ran. Natasha froze where she was. You were still alive. Now she had to find you. Even when she ran away without you, you were all she could think about. How could she forget, you were her first love. She never stopped loving you. But she had to do what was right for her. Although she thought about coming back for you, she couldn’t find you even if she tried. So she assumed you were dead. Dead with the others.

-

“You can’t find a black widow who doesn’t want to be found, Nat, let it go,” Clint hopelessly checked through all of his mails to see if there is any clue from his informants.

“Then why did Yelena tell me she’s alive? She didn’t have to if she didn’t want it.”

The tension in the air was thick, you could almost cut it with a butter knife. She knew how black widows work. You were excellent at hiding. She had no idea if you were still running away or just trying to stay out of vision. Both had the same ending anyway.

“We could try to hire an assassin and hope she would show up?” Clint suggested. Natasha snorted, “And who are we killing?” she mocked. Clint smirked,

“You.”

-

You heard the news. The news about the Red Room. “Finally, someone took care of it,” you looked up from your computer. “Someone?!” Yelena looked unpleasantly. “I-we took care of it. Not someone,” she said. You looked unamused, “She should’ve done that years ago,” you hoffed.

You kept arguing with Yelena until a notification appeared on your second phone. “Is that what I think it is?” Yelena looked at you. You didn’t answer and unlocked the phone.

Target: Natalia Alianovna Romanova

Codename: Black Widow

Listed As: Special Agent

Appearance: Check Details

Prize: $1.000.000

Labelled as ‘Professionals Only’

“No freaking way,” you snorted and showed the phone to Yelena. “Someone didn’t like what you did.”

She looked at the screen in disbelief. “This can’t be real right?” she asked, disappointed. This couldn’t be real. No one would be stupid enough to go against an Avenger. “This smells fishy, I’ll try to find who created this. A million for an Avenger? This is an amateur job,” you said, took your bags and left.

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“We had to put at least a hundred million, I’m a public figure, that’s not how it works,” Natasha said to Clint before entering the room. “Indeed, that’s not how it works,” they both aimed their guns at you. “Oh come on, I’m not a threat, if I wanted to kill you, you wouldn’t be alive right now, this building has some great security by the way,” you mocked. Natasha lowered her gun and signed Clint to do the same. Clint sent her a disapproving look, saying “ I’ll be outside” before he left.

“I thought you would be happier, after what we did with Yelena,” Natasha said, crossing her arms. You frowned, “Well, what did you expect that we cuddle?” She snorted, not leaving her eyes from yours, analysing every detail of you. “A thank you would be nice,” she said.

You laughed really loud, almost scaring Nat with the hint of anger in it. “You really expect me to thank you after what you did years ago? This is only your redemption Natalia, you gotta try harder if you want me to at least show you some goodness,” you spit. “You gave me hope, filled me with dreams then crushed it into millions of pieces with only one move. You left everyone behind you and didn’t even look back. I really wonder if you ever thought of coming back. Now you want me to thank you for destroying the red room? You had that chance maybe a month after your cute getaway but you don’t have that now.”

Even though she tried to hide, her eyes filled with horror. She hoped maybe you still had a little love for her, you could forgive her after she explained everything but now she could see how you were angry with her. “I tried to find you,” she started but you intervened. “Yelena told me everything, don’t bother,” you looked outside, “What do you want from me?”

She tried to approach you but you gave her a warning look so she stopped where she was. “I wanted to apologise for everything I did.” You snorted, looked her in the eye, “You are a little bit late for that Natalia,” you said. Her eyes filled with small tears but she covered it really quickly, “Tell me anything to do for you and I’ll do it. I still love you more than anything,” she said. You looked away and headed towards the door, “Nothing in the world would make me forgive you again,” you left.

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“I can’t believe how stubborn you are,” Yelena has been repeating this for the last few hours after you told her what happened. “What did you expect me to do, wanted me to say, ‘oh my love I’ve been waiting for you after you tragically left me to death but it’s okay I forgive you’, huh?” you raised your voice feeling a little impatient now. “Of course not but she saved those girls, she at least deserves a little kindness,” she approached you and took you in her arms. You hugged her back, “I love you both as my sisters and I want to see my happy family again, even though you’re not together,” she said. “How can you be so forgiving after all we witnessed?” you asked. She sighed, she knew you were right but she didn’t want to agree, “You both are the only thing I have left,” she said.

*5 years later*

“You seriously have issues,” you managed to say between your laughs. “Did you really tear her dress off?” you held your stomach that’s now hurting because of laughter. “She had a tactile suit underneath,” you laughed louder, tears flowing down on your cheeks, “Okay that’s enough please stop laughing,” she rolled her eyes. “Okay okay, oh god, Yelena you always find a way to make me laugh,” you said. She threw you a pillow but you dodged it really quick, “What was her name again?” you put two plates on the table, filling them with pasta. “Kate,” she answered. “‘Kelena’, hmm, or is it better if it’s ‘Katelena’? Yes this one sounds better,” she gave you a deadly look, “If this pasta wasn’t so good, I would throw it in your face,” she said. You giggled and ate your pasta.

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“How are you with Y/N?” Clint asked Natasha while sparring. “We sometimes talk. Not much and it’s always about Yelena but it’s a thing, right?” she knocked him down. “Okay, don’t hurt me because you can’t have your love back, please,” Clint huffed. “She’ll come around,” he said as he got up. “It’s been 5 years, Clint,” she sighed. “We defeated Thanos side by side, nothing changed.”

She looked up to the sky. You indeed had good reasons to be angry with her, you trusted her and she betrayed you, that’s how you thought. But still a small part of her wished you could forgive her. “Ask her out,” Clint suggested. Natasha frowned, she sent Clint a confused look. “What would you lose? Worse case she says no,” he shrugged his shoulders.

“She would never say yes,” Natasha sighed. Clint smirked, “You can never know until you try,” he said, took his water bottle and left. Natasha took her phone out, clicked on your contact and started writing a message,

<Meet me at the shawarma place? I’ll pay. In an hour.

>Is it a date?

<Come and find out.

You didn’t seem like sending her another answer so she locked her phone and went to get dressed.

Meanwhile at your place of course Yelena was eating your head to convince you. “I am begging you, Y/N, please, please go,” she gave you puppy eyes. “I’ll do anything to make you go now,” you turned to her with a big surprise on your face, “Anything?” you asked with bright eyes. “I already regret what I said but okay yes anything,” she confirmed.

You smirked, “You’ll ask Kate out,” you said, “You’ll text her right now and ask her out. Then I’ll go,” you crossed your arms, challenging her. She furrowed her eyebrows, “Fine,” she hoffed, messaged Kate and showed it to you. She answered almost immediately, accepting her offer. “Now, go,” she warned.

You picked a dress, a black one with a turtleneck and no sleeves. You put it on, took your purse and hat and left. You hid your face with your hat walking on the street. You had amnesty by the government but people would still judge you for your past. You would always be a deadly assassin for them.

You entered the place, quickly scanned around for Natasha. You saw her in the corner, walked towards the table and took the seat. “I’m glad you came,” she said without looking up from the menu. You took the other menu and searched for something to eat, “I’ve made a deal with Yelena, don’t flatter yourself,” you said. You could feel her smirking, you hid your own. She called for the waiter, he took your orders and left.

“Cute place,” you said looking around, “Very authentic.” Natasha observed you carefully, she wanted this date to work. “What do you really want, Natalia?” you leaned to the table. She took a breath, “I want you to give me a chance,” she said. “I gave you one,” you were fast with the reply. “That was years ago and you were right, I was an idiot. But I looked for you when I could. I couldn’t find you so I assumed you were dead until Yelena told me otherwise,” she sighed, taking a sip from her drink. “If you gave me another chance I’d prove it to you that I’m not the same.” This time she sounded more confident. You searched for her eyes, tried to find a hint of lies but she was a master so you couldn’t find any. Although you heard the story, Yelena told you many times in the past years. It was indeed hard to find the red room, especially after they carried you to the sky.

You missed her, you missed everything about her. Your relationship was born in a toxic environment but it was your strength. “How will I know you won’t leave me again?” you asked. “You won’t, but you won’t think about it if you give me that chance,” she reached your hand, “I’m sincere, Y/N,” she gave a small kiss to your knuckles.

“I miss you,” you confessed, “I miss you everyday, everything we used to have,” you took a breath, “But I can’t trust you just like that,” she gave you a small nod. You moved your chair closer to hers, held her cheek and gave her lips a small kiss. “Take it as a motive,” you winked at her. You both smiled, your eyes were shining with happiness.

“Our second date will be a double date with Yelena and Kate,” you said laughing. She almost choked her meal, gave you a confused look, “No fucking way,” she said and started laughing.

Maybe you both needed each other even after a long time.

A/N: Likes and reblogs are appreciated! Let me know what you think in comments and if you want a sequel. If you want to be added in the tag list DM me!

Tag list: @hungryhungarian

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could you write something about y/n receiving hate comments and frenkie helping her deal with it and taking care of her? Being like “don’t worry baby I’m here” 🥹🥹🥹

A/N: Hi! I’m so happy that someone requested for frenkie! He’s so underrated and I just love him so much! I hope you like it!❤️

Warnings: swearing? Google translated Dutch, hate, mentions of unaliving yourself, negative comments on body image and appearance. (Let me know if there is something else)

Requested?:Yes/No

Genre:Angst & Fluff

(Please remember, English is not my native language)

Tell me you understand||Frenkie de Jong

(He’s so pretty!😻❤️)

(Gif is not mine, all credits too the owner)

Her and frenkie's love life had been quite private but after a picture of the two together on the beach got leaked, everything changed. Luckily for her, her face didn't show. The only thing they could see was what they knew as a random girl, laying on frenkie's chest as he hugged onto her body.

But once that picture was leaked, everyone wanted too know who frenkie's girl was.

He had neither confirmed or denied anything on social media. If he did comment on it people would definitely find out about it.

But last night he decided too at least let them know that she were not only a random hookup or anything but actually his girlfriend.

@frenkiedejong

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frenkiedejong: Some of you may have seen the picture of me and a girl on the beach. And I just wanted too clear things up. She's not just a random girl or anything.

She's my girlfriend. And I really hope you Guys understand that we want privacy in this relationship. She means the absolute world to me and I love her too death, so I hope you respect us both. Thank you❤️

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Pedri:Hermano!🙌

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Fcbarcelona: Our best supporter!❤️💙

Liked by y/n...y/l/n.02 & frenkiedejong

Fan26:He's been so Happy lately! Now I know why, I'm so happy for them!❤️💙

Memphisdepay: Het beste stel! Ik ben zo blij voor jullie twee❤️

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Frenkiedejong: Dank je broer🙏❤️

(The best couple I’m so happy for you two❤️) (Thank you brother 🙏❤️)

User5:Why does she look like that?😭

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User87:Literally was thinking about the same thing🤣

User46:I'm not even gonna say anything, I think it explains itself😭

Fan59:Who is she!? She looks like such a sweet girl!

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Frenkiedejong:She is! We've decided too keep her name out of social media for now at least.

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User62:So she's that ugly?😐

User37:Probably just using him for money🙄

User98:I saw her at the beach, and let me tell you, Frenkie definitely just feels bad for her. I almost threw up🤢

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User32:Omgggg same🤮

User544:GUYS! I JUST FOUND HER INSTA @y/n...y/l/n.02

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Fan33:Why can't you guys just respect they're privacy?

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As soon as she saw the comment she immediately tapped the Notification Center and saw that already over thousands of people had followed her.

No, no, no. That wasn't supposed too happen. She thought too herself, panic washing over her.

While all of this happened frenkie was out for a photo shoot for the new Barcelona kit. But even if he was there it's not like he could've done anything about it.

Was it a good idea too set her profile to private now? Or was it too late? She had know idea what too do so she decided too call one of her best friend Taia, raphinia's girlfriend.

She picked up after three rings.

"Hey babes, what's up?"  Natalia's sweet voice rang through her ears, it was sort of comforting

"Hi taia, have you seen frenkie's post?" She asked the Brazilian as she sat down on her and frenkie's bed.

"No? Let me check it out real quick" There was a little pause of silence as taia checked the post, viewing some of the comments as well.

"Oh babes...I'm sorry. I know you didn't want to be very public" Taia smiled sadly over the camera.

"But...what should I do? I mean, I thought of maybe setting it too private, but I feel like that would be too late now..." She sighed.

"It's not too late, you can just remove the followers, though that might take a while" Taia quickly realized how long that might take.

"But I still think it might be a good idea, you can always take breaks from removing them" Taia shrugged.

"Okey, yeah. I guess you're right. Thanks taia" She smiled slightly at the older woman .

"Of course I'm right, I'm always right" She joked making a light chuckle escape from the other girl.

"Okey, I've got to go, Gael just woke up from his nap"

"Okey, give him a kiss from his favorite aunt"

"I will, bye, love you"

"Love you too"

She hung up and fell down on the bed letting out a big sight.

She put her profile on private even though there was already 26 thousand people that had already managed too follow her.

She knew dating a footballer would be hard, especially when she was just a normal girl. But she hadn't planned on letting people find out who she was. So this was a little unexpected, she wasn't prepared.

She decided too go clear her head a little and took a long shower. Self care never fails too make a person feel better.

But as soon as she was finished with all the skincare as well all she could see was notifications popping up on her Insta. And of course her being her, had too cheek it out.

There was lots of comments on one of her most recent post

@y/n...y/l/n.02

Liked by frenkiedejong, yori.dejong, virgilvandijk, codymathesgakpo and 3625 others

y/n...y/l/n.02: So blessed💛🌟🌞

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Frenkiedejong: Ik hou zoveel van je❤️😍

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y/n...y/l/n.02: Ik hou ook van jou❤️

(I love you so much) (I love you too)

Frenkiedejong:Mijn mooie meisje😍

Liked by, y/n...y/l/n.02

(My beautiful girl)

Pedri: Pov:Frenkie was behind the camera🙄

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Frenkiedejong:Stop being so jealous🤣

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y/n...y/l/n.02:kie! Don't be mean!

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Frenkiedejong:He was rude to you🤷‍♂️

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Pedri: I wasn't! I was just stating the obvious!

Y/M.Y/l/n:Hermosa🥰😘

Liked by y/n...y/l/n.02

(Beautiful)

Y/D_y/l/n: Mijn mooie dochter🥰❤️

Liked by y/n...y/l/n.02

(My beautiful daughter)

Fan51:She's so cute!

User66:What are you even doing...?

User99:Please never ever smile again. I've never seen such a disgusting smile in my whole life😬

User77:Frenkie must feel real bad for you. You look like what I did back in high school, in 2009...😀

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Fan1: What the fuck are you doing here then? You're in your 30s, get outta here tf😭

User31:🤮🤮🤮

User22:What the fuck does frenkie see in you?😭

Fan:She looks so happy💛

User6:love yourself, because we don't😑

User87:Damn girl, drop the workout routine...like seriously drop it, it's not working😆

User33:Some of these comments are so mean...maybe it's a sign too listen too them

User55:Not even make up can hide your flaws.

Usee65:Aww, it looks like you have a really good heart. I really hope it stops though

User60:Whore🤢🤮

User53:God...Ever considered killing yourself?😬

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The comments went on and on about her appearance and that frenkie was probably with her because he felt bad and that he was probably cheating on her. But the worst was probably the ones that told her too kill herself.

She didn't know what too do, everything just felt wrong. Had frenkie seen them? Probably not, he wasn't too active on Insta and since it wasn't under his post the worst comment was, he hadn't got any notifications.

As she continued reading the comments, she hadn't even noticed tears rolling down her face. A loud sob escaped her mouth as she buried her head in frenkie's pillow. It smelled so much like him.

She always felt comforted around him so just smelling his scent made her body ease up a tiny bit. But still she didn't understand why they were so mean. She started questioning everything they were saying.

Did she really look that ugly? Was she not good enough? Was she not good enough for frenkie? Should she really consider killing herself? What did frenkie see in her? After all she was just a normal girl, with a normal life.

All these thoughts flooded her mind, she hadn't noticed the door downstairs had been shut. That wasn't until she heard footsteps coming into the bedroom.

Luckily for her, he couldn't see her face since it was literally buried in the pillow, so she hoped the tears would stop. Sadly Hope wasn't on her side this time.

"Hey prinses" Frenkie's soft voice made her want to cry even more. (Princess)

"Hi kie" She mumbled in the pillow her voice sore. 

"You feeling okey? Are you sick? C'mere let me feel your forehead" He panicked immediately hearing how hoarse her voice was, and he knew how much she hated being sick.

"No,no I'm okey" She mumbled again but it was too late, he had already turned her over so he could feel her forehead.

Once frenkie saw her tear stained face, a frowned made its way onto his face.

"Prinses, what's the matter, why are you crying?" He asked, his voice filled with concerned. He sat down on the side of the bed as his hand moved up too her cheek and caressing it softly. (Princess)

She couldn't say anything, if she did she would just start sobbing. And she didn't want too look so weak in front of him, not that he hadn't seen her cry a numerous times already.

"Baby, talk too me" His thumb rubbed her cheeks gently, as his other hand removed some of the hair that was sticking too her wet cheeks due too the tears.

As soon as she opened her mouth too say anything a sob left her mouth.

Frenkie didn't say anything, he just laid down besides her and pulled her body into his own. He caressed the back of her head into his chest, letting her cry.

His heart broke seeing her so vulnerable.

"Shh, it's okey liefje. It's all gonna be okey" He ran his fingers through her soft hair. (Sweetheart)

"Shh, I just need my pretty girl too breath okey? Can you do that for me?" He asked her softly as he kissed her head multiple times.

He continued his actions as she inhaled his scent deeply before exhaling again, then repeating it until she had calmed down.

"You ready too talk schatje?" He moved her head gently up from his chest so he could see her face. (Cutie)

"I'm sorry" She wasn't quite sure what she was apologizing for, it was just a random habit she had.

"Don't be sorry" His lips brushed her forehead softly his thumb rubbing soothing circles on her cheek. His actions made her sleepy as well as already being tired from all the crying.

She laid her head down against his chest again and as Frenkie continued stroking her cheek she fell into a deep slumber.

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The next morning she had just excused herself, telling him that she had the worst migraine ever. And he believed her seeing as she often had those types of migraines. He had just brushed it off until about a week later.

The two were just laying in bed cuddling. Both scrolling through their phone. She couldn't seem too get a break, they just loved hating on her.

Her being her, couldn't just ignore it. It was basically impossible. So while she read through the awful comments about her, she couldn't help the tears forming in her eyes.

Her grip on frenkie's hoodie tightened, this didn't go unnoticed by him.

"Liefje, you okey?" He asked lifting her head up gently being met by her teary eyes. (Sweetheart)

"Hey, what's wrong?" Just as the question slipped from him a single tear fell down her face being followed by more.

"Hey, prinses don't cry. Shh Don't cry" He spoke as his arms wrapped around hers tightly not letting her go. (Princess)

" They're so mean" She sobbed into his chest, he felt his shirt become damp with tears. And no matter how kind frenkie was, he would kill for that girl. So whoever made his girl upset should definitely watch out.

"Mijn lieve meisje, who's mean?" He stroked her hair, wiping her tears away with the pad of his thumb. (My sweet girl)

She didn't answer him though, she stayed silent as the tears slowly stopped falling as he ran his hand up and down her spine, his movements calling her ever so slightly.

"Talk to me liefde" He encouraged, looking into her eyes. (Love)

"Your fans, they're so mean" She repeated, biting the inside of her cheek.

"What do you mean liefje?" He asked confused, not understanding what she meant. (Sweetheart)

She just gave him her phone. He took it and scrolled through the comments. He was shocked too say the least. He didn't expect people too be so rude too his girlfriend, especially not with how sweet she was.

"Liefje, has this been going on since we went public?" A hint of rage could be heard in his tone. She could see the pure anger on his face as she nodded. (Sweetheart)

"Why didn't you tell me liefje? I could've made them stop" He asked her frowning

(Sweetheart)

"I didn't want to bother you kie" she sighed looking down feeling the wetness on her cheeks.

"You have too tell me this type of stuff. You can't keep that too yourself" he scolded her softly before hugging her tightly against him, giving her a slight squeeze as he felt her body tremble.

"None of it is true mijn prinses, they're just jealous okey?" "You are the sweetest human being too ever exist. You're gorgeous, I've never seen anyone as gorgeous as you" (my princess)

"I love you, so so much. If I ever lost you, I wouldn't know what to do with myself. So don't you dare listen to what they're saying because it's all bullshit" "they just have a horrible life and take it all out on other innocent people, who have done nothing wrong"

"You're my beautiful girl, with one of the kindest heart and such a sweet soul. Okey? Please tell me you understand me" He looked at her with sorrow in his eyes, he really hoped she understood what he was saying.

"I understand" She sniffed wiping her tears with the sleeves of the hoodie she was wearing.

"Good...I love you so much liefje"  He whispered softly kissing the side of her head and pulling her on top of him earning a small giggle from the girl.

(Sweetheart)

"I'm sorry you had to read all that, but I hope you know that I'm here with you, I'll always be here with you. I'll protect you from all these awful people. I'll protect you from everything" He assured her as she felt her eyes become slightly heavy.

"Even from scary spiders?" She questioned, though it was muffled by frenkies hoodie.

"Even from scary spiders" He confirmed with a little chuckle.

"Thank you frenkie" He could feel her smile into his hoodie.

"Of course baby"

"Ik hou zoveel van je mijn mooie prinses"

(I love you so much my beautiful princess)

"Ik hou ook van jou" She said tiredly, Her voice low. (I love you too)

"Go to sleep...I can tell you're tired" He told her, running his fingers through her hair.

A chuckle released from frenkie once he heard a little moan, meaning she was asleep.  She had a habit of moaning when she slept, frenkie thought it was adorable though.

"Welterusten lieverd, zoete dromen" He whispered, kissing her forehead softly.

(Good night sweetheart, sweet dreams)

[lemotmo]

So you know how the Bt stans like to say Buck is off his hamster wheel? Even though he very clearly is not?

Well look at these gorgeous gif sets that someone took the time to make that show very clearly how Buck is still unfortunately stuck on his wheel. Like seeing it laid out like this I don’t understand how anyone can say he’s been set free. Like these show in canon detail how Tommy is a clone of Abby, Ali, Taylor, and Natalia.

https://www.tumblr.com/lover-of-mine/754016893748281344/everyone-now-your-new-girl-guy-is-my-clone

https://www.tumblr.com/lover-of-mine/754003556148887552/joining-in-your-new-girl-guy-is-my-clone

https://www.tumblr.com/lover-of-mine/753129456701456384/bonus-as-requested-by-besosquecreanadiccion

https://www.tumblr.com/lover-of-mine/754012723541606400/harmonizing-your-new-girl-guy-is-my-clone

Oooh Nonny! Thank you for these links. These parallels are amazing and so TELLING!

[vanmarkus]

Is it just me/my dash or is everyone kind of on hiatus? Last hiatus felt like there was more going on than during the season

I feel like the major cardiac event we've all been experiencing while the season was running is finally calming down, but tbh my dash is just as filled with ficlets and text posts as it was before, maybe a few less gifs?

but I think the main difference between this season and the last is that while the s6 finale was trying to wrap everything up into a neat little bow, we were still left hanging to speculate about the sperm donor arc and Natalia and Marisol and the cruise ship and the couch and the henren baby...

it was just a lot more to theorise about, whereas now the only thing we kinda have to wonder is how the 118 will adapt to Gerrard, everything else is pretty obvious in its trajectory; Eddie will be struggling without Christopher around but he'll probably come out of his shell a little more to do some self-discovery, Buck and Tommy will probably continue to date and deepen the relationship, the Buckley-Hans and the Wilsons will be working on getting Mara back home... idk it's just not that mysterious as it was last season, I guess?

which is probably why my dash is just filled with more and more incredibly straight-to-the-heart bt posts lmao

honestly, I'm not complaining. the finale was a week ago, a lot of people need to decompress, but I think most of us will still be around during the summer... and then when we'll start getting new bts, it'll definitely pick up again.

[musicgifs]

musicgifs corrects 2023 grammy nominations ↳ best new artist • @natalia-lafourcade

Image Description (1/5) Mexican-American artist Omar Apollo sitting cross legged in an empty room with green walls and white curtains. He is wearing a white and black striped t-shirt and dark blue pants. His hair is black and he is wearing a single silver earring in the shape of a cross. The text on the gif reads "Grammy Nominated" in bold letters. (2/5) Close up shot of Omar. The scene is backlight and he is standing in front of a blue neon lit room. Only the silhouette of his features are visible, but his hair is in a buzzcut style and he is wearing a jacket. (3/5) Omar on a stage set up to look like the inside of an airplane. The stage is lit in teal and yellow lights. He is wearing a beige suit over a white tank top and gold necklace while holding a microphone with ringed fingers. There are two background dancers behind him. The text on the gif reads "Omar Apollo" in dark blue letters. (4/5) Shot of Omar inside of a steamy, dimly lit greenhouse. He is surrounded by plants and branches. He is wearing a yellow dress shirt with fringe decals over the front panel and down the sleeves. He leans in front of the camera, then steps away and shakes his hand, revealing a number of gold ring son his fingers. (5/5) Omar sitting on the edge of a bed in a room with green walls. Omar is looking down, facing away from the camera as it zooms in on his face. His hair is white and in a buzzcut. He is wearing a white t-shirt and a gold chain necklace. The text on the gif reads, "Best New Artist" in white letters.

[catmomjudy]

(Gif: @feelsforsterek)

Have you noticed that when Buck meets a New Romantic Interest for casual afternoon coffee, everything goes fine (Ali, Natalia, Tommy) but when he meets them (even that same new interest) for A Real Date (scheduled, at night, usually in a restaurant), it goes really, really freakishly badly (Abby, Veronica, Natalia, Tommy)?

☕️

[fvckmehardcr]

CURRENT DRAFT COUNT: 2

hello!   my   name   is   posey.   i’m   29,  she/her,   semi  selective, multi-muse, multi-ship,  new   to   the   indie   world   and   just   in   the   mood   to   write   some   steamy   threads.   i   have   no   rules   at   the   moment,   open   to   taboo. 

PREFER BETA EDITOR POSTS. but can switch to legacy.

this blog has sporadic activity...just because my personal mental health is unpredictable. so there might be periods of time where i go quiet and other periods of time where i’m fast and whipping out replies. 

my muses tend to be a bit more submissive. 

WARNING: this blog contains mature and taboo themes. please do not interact unless YOU the writer are 21+. 

** i will not write with you if you don’t use small text and cut your posts. i prefer gifs with replies but if you want to use icons, i’m not against it!

OPEN STARTERS  |   WANTED OPPOSITES  |    WANTED PLOTS | MUSES

I WILL NOT WRITE AGAINST: tom holland, noah centineo, chris evans

here   are   some   of   the   faces   i   play…let   me   know   if   you’d   like   me   to   reply   to   your   starter   with   any   of   them.

sydney sweeney camila mendes alexandra daddario dove cameron nina dobrev lili reinhart jessica alexander ana de armas madelyn cline cindy kimberly adria arjona natalia dyer maia mitchell josefine frida pettersen daisy ridley jane levy jenna coleman emmy rossum phoebe tonkin kristine froseth bahar sahin holland roden nicola peltz elizabeth olsen joshua bassett timothee chalamet aaron taylor johnson chace crawford ben whishaw andrew garfield herman tommeraas lorenzo zurzolo

[chrissiewatts]

Happy New Year! 🤍

So I reached a pretty big milestone a few weeks ago hitting 1k followers - and they’re not all p*rn bots (yes, I checked!)

2022 had a lot of big changes in my life which meant I wasn’t online as much but I am very thankful for all the lovely people who continue to follow me and reblog my silly little gifs. It doesn’t go unnoticed, especially in the current tumblr economy.

I didn’t want to let the milestone pass without marking it somehow so I’ve done a little poll which you can find here - pls pls pls vote for your fave shows and I will gif the top 5.

Huge shout-out as well to all my cherished mutuals - whether or not we interact much or if you forgot you even follow me I am still very grateful for you all 🤍🤍🤍 :

@accordinglyskeptical @actuallysara @aimeegbbs @anewhope @anthonybridgertonn @avalance  @bakerolivia  @beccs  @benjiwyatt  @brittas-perry  @brooksdavis @buckleys-diaz @capseycartwright @castlesrichards  @charitydingle  @chelseaperetti  @danieljradcliffe  @daydreamingduckling @devildrusje @dingleminyard  @donnaamoss   @dramatical @eddiediaaz  @escapingreality51 @firequeers @gownegirl @isabellaofparma @itwasjustmisplaced @jackharlows  @jakeperalta @jasminesnaylor @jeschastain @jynerso @kellykadesperate @kieumy @kindofspecificstore @leightonmurrayy @lexishowrd @lovesicklibra @madsbuckley @mae-martin @mandy-lane  @manny-jacinto @marksloan @mattel @maxbegone @maygrant @mikhaailo @montygreen @mulderscully @natalia-dyer @nathanbyrne @nelsonnicks @nessa007 @nick-nellson @noahreids @noramachwitz @rafael-silva @ratchet @rooftopprendezvous @roseapothecary @rosedavid @rosesau @scullay @sharon-carter @sharonfieldstone @shegos @shoutdontwhisper @softdavidrose @solacedaniel @summercohen @staarfires @thisdamndesire @trueloveistreacherous @tylerkennedys @tylrgalpins @typicaltk @usermaxie @wenclair @wheelernancy @wholove @wyattknopes 

[viduanata]

WHAT YOUR MUSE NOTICED ABOUT MINE.

MUSE NAME: Natalia "Natasha" Alianovna Romanova

FROM WHAT FANDOM ? : Marvel Comics

ICON OR GIF OF MUSE

WHAT THEY LOOK LIKE

Natasha stands at 5'7" and has wavy red hair with fringed bangs, pale white skin and haunting (or enchanting) green eyes. Her hairstyle tends to change from a bob, to a pixie cut, to shoulder length.

Natasha is played interchangeably by Scarlett Johansson and/or Alina Kovalenko

Natasha has a muscular build from years of physical training and the Soviet super soldier serum.

WHAT THEY SMELL LIKE:

Natasha smells like henna and essential oils that aren't found in the United States. Natural henna has a pleasant, earthy smell to it.

She sometimes smells like Chanel Number 5 perfume.

WHAT THEY SOUND LIKE:

The voice Natasha commonly puts on amongst Americans, and most people in general, has a raspy, lower alto-tone voice with an American accent and occasional American English pronunciations. Her real voice is a similar lower alto-tone with a noticeable Russian accent (reference for voice claim).

Natasha can easily switch to a different accent from another region if she so pleased. She can impersonate a French woman, and sound like someone from upstate New York.

Due to her KGB training, Natasha's American accent rarely slips up. She can drop it as she pleases, but only feels comfortable doing it around certain people.

WHAT THEY FEEL LIKE:

Natasha has smooth skin. Her hair is soft and well brushed. Her face is clear of any acne from a well managed skin care routine.

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Tagging: You, dear reader!