#also you watch football tho so shut up

[thesundanceghost]

People who don’t like baseball are like people who don’t like cats. Like nobody else really cares but if you ask them about it they WILL go on for ten minutes about why the topic in question is the worst thing imaginable and should be erased from society immediately

[wosoragebaiter69]

you’re ok, you’re enough

lena oberdorf x fem!reader

request: here

A/N: all feedback on my writing is appreciated, and hope you enjoy :) [even tho imo this is one of the worse fics i’ve written]

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I���m not a footballer by any means, but I do know the difference whether someone is just physically exhausted from training and games. And, when they’re also exhausted in other senses.

I can immediately feel the tension when Lena walks in, her muscles are tense and her lips are quipped tightly.

“Lena?” She stops her movements and looks at me inquisitively. “I’m ordering in, anything in mind?” She shrugs walking off, not saying a word. I need to get something out of her. Get her to talk to me. We can’t continue like this.

I end up ordering our shared favourite food and she comes back in from her shower. I look up and it looks like she’s been crying. I furrow my eyebrows in concern but she just shakes her head dismissing it.

The food arrives and I plate it before giving it to my girlfriend who’s sitting on the couch, lost in thought. She looks up and smiles slightly, taking the plate of food, starting to eat. That’s one good sign at least.

During the meal, I make sure to keep an eye on her. She can probably tell, I don’t care though. She needs to know she’s not alone. No matter how stubborn she can be.

Dinner is done, I put the plates in the dishwasher.

No matter what, I am going to make sure she tells me what’s going on. I can’t sit by and watch as she shuts down completely.

“Lena.” I say softly sitting next to her, placing my hand on her thigh. She stares at me with an unreadable expression.

“I’m not sure exactly what you’re going through right now, but please. Please tell me what’s going on. I can’t sit back and watch as you tear yourself up. I won’t do allow you to do this to yourself.” I see she has tears in her eyes. She bites her lip looking away shaking her head.

“Baby, you and I both know how this ends. I won’t watch you shut everyone out. I know you’re scared, I know you’re collapsing. But I will try my best ok?” I watch as her body starts to shake, a sign she’s going to breakdown. Immediately, I pull her into my chest and allow her to sob into my shirt. I whisper words of affirmation hoping that she believes me, or even hears me.

You’re enough.

You’re ok.

I’ve got you.

I love you.

I’m here for you.

You’ll be ok.

After around 15 minutes of her crying, while I try my best to comfort her in anyway I can, her breathing starts to even out as the crying slows down. Soon enough she pulls herself up and looks into my eyes. I wipe the remaining tears off of her face and wait for her to say something.

“I…” She starts to speak but stops. I don’t say anything, just waiting to see what will be said.

“The pressure.” She begins. “Usually, I’m ok with everything, I’m ok with different titles but recently things have gotten harder and harder and I just… I don’t know how long I can keep going. People keep saying I’m the next best but I don’t feel like it and I don’t want it. I just want to play football without all of this. It’s so tiring.” She says with a shaky breath as I give her a small smile.

“Lena, I can’t tell you I understand because I don’t. You have so many people here, so many friends. You may not feel like you’re one of the best and you don’t need to be. Just be you, forget about everyone else’s expectations. Ignore what they have to say as hard as it may seem. Talk to people who might understand, maybe they can help take the burden. Make it easier for you. I know everything is wearing you out. Take a break, no matter how small. Do something you love. Hang out with Jule, hang out with me I don’t mind. Just try, not to let yourself get this low again. Please.” I say tilting my head.

She nods, allowing the words to sink in fully.

“Now, how about we get you to bed? I can imagine you’re tired.” Lena nods and we walk into the bedroom, only heading for the bed.

Once we’re laid down and her head is on my chest I whisper.

“You know how much I love you, right?” I can feel her smile.

“Ich liebe dich auch.” Then we both succumb to the sleep that awaits us after such an exhausting day.

[nightmareonashstreet]

Hi there!! Stumbled upon this account and I just couldn't miss the opportunity! If it doesn't bother yall, may I request some angsty stuff for Emily? Preferably with a fem reader 🫶 thankss

TWIN FLAME | EMILY DAVIS

CONTAINS : Emily being Emily (we love her tho), gore and violence, character deaths, past trauma, the safe room incident, angst, mild language, usual until dawn shenanigans, small description of a female reader, set a few years after until dawn, dark pictures references, might make a part two...

Two survivors stood in the cold winter watching as a cabin burned to rotting wood and ashes. Then all of it was over, a misunderstanding that resulted in a life or death decision ended with Emily Davis never wanting to speak to you ever again, but it's hard to do so when the only other survivor can understand the horrors that occurred that night.

The stench of rotting flesh and charred wood was always present in your nose. It didn't matter where you were, you could never get rid of the smell, it was always there and a constant reminder of what happened, of the things you'd done or said.

Your conscience would never truly be clear, the guilt that had clawed its way into your skin and settled inside your very soul prevented that. There was so much blame that bleeded out, so much guilt and shame and horror, you'd never been the type to feel much guilt in the past, was it your punishment to only feel such a thing now. You have remembered that night for as long as you lived it, the hot iron blood, the screech that made your ears bleed, those horrid scars that never healed quite right, your friends, it always circled back to them.

You attended the funerals despite not being welcome, a shadowy figure blended in with the dark outfits as they'd been put to rest. You were deemed a lunatic, a crazy girl who told lies to save her own skin. Melinda Washington's anger was the fiercest, she had struck you in the face the moment you tried to lay flowers for Josh. Sometimes in your broken sleep you dream about them, Mike's stupid jokes, Chris and Ashley staring at each other lovingly but never making a move, Sam's laugh, Jessica's music you'd both listen to while driving, Matt's football facts that had made him seem smarter than he was. You missed them, to lose them all in one night, everything you ever knew, it was all gone, they were all gone.

All except for one. Emily Davis.

You haven't spoken to her since the incident, she cut you off and might as well have spat in your face. You tried to reach out when you were in the police station in the cold quiet hours of the morning but her harsh words shut you down and so you stopped trying. She hadn't shown up at the funerals, she was always smarter than you, she must have known how people would react, you'd only caught a few glimpses of her since the incident, she visited Matt's grave monthly to replace flowers, you'd even seen her lay a bunch down at Jessica's despite their broken friendship that had occurred.

Any drama in the past seemed pathetic to think about, it was pointless and petty and you knew that now, you had been a bad person back then and an even worse friend, a thing you were able to acknowledge now.

You thought about her a lot, your only living friend but it was hard to use that word to associate her with, you had stopped being friends the moment you decided to back Mike up that night, doing nothing as he pointed a gun in her face and got so close to pulling the trigger. You were still able to remember the look on her face, the terror as everyone stood by, how you stood by, you couldn't look at her, you didn't listen to her cries as the gun clicked, it was something that always stuck with you.

Did she have nightmares as you did? Did she also awaken screaming and thrashing in the night like you did? Did her parents have to rock her back to sleep and assure her she was safe? You didn't know, you never knew a thing about her after that night, you never tried and neither did she, a part of you thought she must've been over it, she would have moved on with her life, she was a tough cookie and unlike you she didn't crumble into crumbs. You felt as if you'd never see her again, the only person who might be able to understand what you're going through and she'd ended up hating your guts. You needed someone to get what happened, to not brush off your insistence of that monster that took away your friends, nobody ever took your claims seriously, nobody ever would.

Your mother had suggested group therapy, a small little thing in the back of some church, somewhere that could help you understand your trauma better and so you had gone to stop her worrying. You could see the stares and whispers and laughter as they deemed you crazy but it ended up being worse than that.

Emily was the one running it.

Your former friend, Emily, who had never been the nicest of your friends. Emily, who had slapped your friend when she told the truth. Emily, who pushed you into danger of those monsters to save her own skin. That Emily, how on earth she was running some sort of therapy group was a shocker to you, something you'd never be able to figure out for yourself.

Emily Davis was running a therapy group and you had no idea whether to stay or go.

You needed help, whether you got it from Emily or not, a therapy group was the start of a rough recovery, so your crumbling guilty soul forced you to stay, sitting near the exit at the back of the group and watching what went on and what was said. She hadn't looked in your direction at all so you must've been doing the discreet thing right, all the focus was on an older man who said he fought these underground monsters in Iraq back in 2003. You believe him, so does everyone else.

These people were just like you, they'd experienced this unimaginable horror that nobody would believe, they all had a story and now you didn't feel so crazy from creepy monsters underground to werewolves that slaughtered some summer camp, everyone had a story, you just had no idea if you wanted to tell yours. You wondered if Em- if Emily had shared anything from that horrible night at Blackwood Mountain. The stories went on and on, and Emily didn't say a word, she just listened. You could not stop staring at her, still unsure if this was some twisted nightmare you'd wake up from. Your nails dug into your arm, pinching the skin sharp enough that you knew you must've been awake and that this was real. Emily Davis was really here and you didn't know what to do, why on earth did you decide to stay and listen.

She seemed better, as if nothing had ever happened to her. The only noticeable things being a faint scar on her head and the faint line of a sharp disfigured bite poking out from beneath the thin strap from her fancy top. She seemed at peace unlike you, she seemed healed, happy, the Emily you knew only appeared through the smaller reactions that swam across her features.

The group had finished up and some stayed for warmed up coffees or sweet teas, chattering amongst themselves and you looked at Emily once more to see her laughing at something a member of group had said, she was smiling a lot brighter, glossy lips genuine with these people she'd been helping and it was then you knew that you wouldn't stay much longer, she had healed and you hadn't and for your own guilt ridden reasons you didn't want to drag up the past and ruin any progress that she'd built. You exited the way you entered, quiet and unheard, hood up and an awkward shuffle of feet as you push open the door. She's better off without you, there's a reason she never tried to contact you all those years, you knew it and so did she, it didn't need to be said aloud to be known.

If you had looked back, you would have seen her beside the window, watching you leave her life like she left your life all those years ago.

Instead, she shut the door, as if you were a mere stranger and you didn't acknowledge the noise of it closing, Emily had closed the door on her past and you were trapped, a single lock keeping you in the horrific past.

She wouldn't let you in.

[imlivinginyourtrashcan]

Hi hello im a dirty American heres some friendsgiving headcannons for the sp character

Cartman:

That man aint bringing shit

Only there for the food

The type of mf to steal ingrediants while youre cooking something

Dives RIGHT for the pumpkin pie

Nobody is happy

He denies it but its do obvious hes stealing shit 🤬

Does not wait for a toast

Bro just dives in

Getting seconds, thirds, fourths

When hes done theres no left overs

If he were to bring something id be pie

His moms recipe

BUT THIS LITTLE FUCK EATS IT IN THE CAR

Kyle:

Sometimes hosts the friendsgiving at his house

Brings the sparkling grape juice/apple juice

And also the Kosher things

Only has one helping, tries to get leftovers for the family or for kenny

Helps his mom cook when hes hosting

Setting the table always

Tries to toast but ends up yelling at Cartman for eating before hes done

Helps Ike pack for those little kindergarten thanksgivings?

Yknow when you dressed as a pilgrim and ate food?

Was I the only one who did that??

Stan:

He panicks and brings what he can find

"Hey dude! What you bring?"

"Uhhh... leftover mash potatos?"

Hes TRYING

Downing the sparkling juices like no tomorrow

The eggnog too

Cartman encourages it

"CHUG CHUG CHUG"

Watching the football game

RESTRAINS himself when it comes to food

Like, he wants it but knows Kyles gonna be pissed

Plays catch with everyone else

Or pingpong

Doesnt give a fuck about the Macys parade

Kenny:

Brings canned stuff he got from the food drive

Like cranberry sauce

Sneaking leftovers for his family

Plays catch with the boys

Died from a football lodged in his eye

Oh and from the

"Macys parade"

Incident

You dont want to know

Butters:

Brings the sweet potatos

Suggest christmas music/movies be played

Cartman called him gay immediately

So that got shut down

Brings the extra pies and everything since Cartman eats his

Lover of cranberry sauce and other things most people hate on thanksgiving

"Oh that was good! Could I have more please?"

"Butters what the fuck who likes CRANBERRY SAUCE???"

"I do!"

Doer of the toast

Often gets hit in the face when they play catch and cries

Can't stay for long cuz his parents are strict but hes there on video call rest of the time

Craig:

The type of mf when you ask what he brought he says

"My presence"

MF-

No!!!

You need to bring FOOD

They have to kick him out

He comes back with bread rolls or crackers, cheese and olives

So hes aloud back in

Doesnt care abt the parades or catch or anything

Just kinda there for Tweek

If someone asks him to do sonething he'll do it though

Hes limited by meals thanks to his braces

He doesnt care

Thats future craigs problem

Flips someone off if they beat him in a sport

Or flips off the tv when someone does something stupid in football

Has restraint when it comes to food

Bro will just wait

Wait

Wait

Wait

And then devour his plate in seconds

Tweek:

Brings homemade cider or pumpkin spice

Panicked the whole time

Hiding upstairs half the time

At least until food

He looks like a sopping wet cat

Doesnt really eat that much

Convinced the food is poison

Dont try to reassure him either he doesnt trust you

Has to check a million times though

"Is this poison???"

"No???"

"GAHH!! I dont believe you!!"

Leaves after feasting

He can only handle so much

Arrives super late too which is ironic

Jimmy:

Brings the food over and makes a puns

Like puts devil horns on eggs

"Jimmy what is that?"

"D-d-d-deviled Eggs"

Bro is telling thanksgiving jokes every second

Does the toast some years

Its like a stand up comedy routine tho

He lets you eat during that

Sneaking food

Mischievous little bastard

Puts on family fued when he realizes the boys are too pissed at football

Also has brace limits

But does he follow them ever? Nope

Drinks sparkling juice from a wine glass

Able to keep the party going for a WHILE he has ENERGY

Card playing KING

Winning at Crazy 8s left and RRRRIGHTTTTTT

Clyde:

Brought mac and cheese

Either that or bread

Food sneaker

Thinks hes good at sports

Hes not

He gets hit in the face so often

And cries

Tried Tweeks coffee

Started coughing and gagging immediately

Hes a picky eater im calling it now

Like will not eat if he doesnt think he'll like it

Me too Clyde i get it

Likes the Macys parade

Fucking weirdass

Arrives a bit before Tweek but is still late

The mf to get seconds

Wont eat before the event either

Saving his stomach for yum yums

Tolkien:

Also hosts

Helps his parents with food

Makes the dinner table look like a whole buffet

When hes not hosting he brings stuffing or some expensive good food

Or like

Homemade dip?

Casserole?

Idk

Seems like itd change every year

Great at sports

Helps clean up too

Toasts sometimes

Very generic toast

Doesnt seem like someone who has much to say

[canirove]

The Princess & the Football Player | Chapter 26

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"I just can't believe the VAR saw that as a penalty. What did they want him to do, cut his arm?" Declan says as we walk into his house, throwing his bag on the floor. "And the yellow I got? I barely touched him!"

"But it was very risky and dangerous."

"Oh, c'mon Eleanor. Not you too."

"Declan, you are the only one who doesn't agree with it."

"Because it wasn't enough for a yellow card!"

"Ok, whatever."

"Yeah, whatever" he says, rolling his eyes.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"To bed."

"Already?"

"Yes, already. Is there any problem with that?"

"I thought we were going to have dinner together."

"That was before we were robbed, and my girlfriend basically told me I am a dangerous player."

"What? I haven't said that, Declan."

"Good night, Eleanor" he says, starting to walk up the stairs.

"Good... Urgh!" I groan before leaving and closing the door with the loudest bang I can. 

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"What are you doing here? Weren't you going to have dinner with Declan?" Sophie asks.

"I was, but he was in one of his moods. Again" I sigh, sitting down next to her.

"How bad was it this time?"

"Let's just say it wasn't pleasant."

"I'm so sorry, Ellie."

"It's ok, don't worry. But don't tell anything to mum and dad. Especially to mum."

"She knows something is going on, tho. Lately you've been spending more time with us or alone than with Declan."

"I know. But I don't need her giving me the I told you look. Mainly because she isn't right. Declan and I will work things out, this is just a little bump in the road."

"Of course it is" Sophie says, giving my hand an encouraging squeeze. "I've never met anyone more in love than you two."

"Not even Roberta and Mason?" I chuckle.

"Those two are different."

"How?"

"I don't know, they just are. And you and Declan will fix things, I'm sure of it."

"Thank you, Sophie" I say, resting my head on her shoulder.

"Anything for you, big sis" she replies. 

I just hope we both are right, and that we will be able to fix things.

After the successful season Declan had last year, things aren't working out that well anymore. West Ham is in the relegation zone, losing most games due to stupid mistakes. And he hasn't been playing well, which makes things even worse. Most days he arrives back home angry, frustrated, and I'm the one who has to deal with it. Sometimes his family and Mason too. 

During Christmas it looked like things were improving after they won a couple of games, his mood changing completely. But they started losing again, and now, with the Euros around the corner and some friendly games happening in just a few days, he's afraid he may lose his spot with the national team.

"Southgate would only leave you home if you are sick or injured. Even if you aren’t playing at your best right now, you still are better than most out there" I said to him.

"We’ll see" he replied.

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"See? What did I tell you?" I say to Declan. "Southgate isn't that stupid!"

"Yeah" he chuckles, smiling for the first time in what feels like an eternity.

"Let's focus on this, ok? On these couple of games and spending time with the lads."

"The lads? Who are you and where is her Royal Highness?" he asks with a teasing smile, another one I had missed. 

"Oh, shut up, Declan Rice" I reply, rolling my eyes but also smiling.

"I'll try to focus on that. And on improving my mood. I know I've behaved like a jerk lately."

"You have, yes."

"I'm sorry, Eleanor."

"It's ok" I say, caressing his cheek.

"Do you want to cuddle on the sofa and watch a movie? I'll let you pick."

"Really?"

"Yep."

"Oh, wow. I better take advantage of this, it only happens once in a decade."

"Ha ha ha. You are so funny" he says, rolling his eyes. "I still love you, tho."

"I love you too" I smile.

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"There he is, my man of the match!" I say when I meet Declan outside the changing rooms at Wembley.

"Thank you very much, your Royal Highness."

"I'm very proud of you" I say, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"I needed this so much" he replies, resting his forehead on mine.

After not playing the first friendly game with England, he had his chance on the second one at home against Portugal, and he showed everyone why he is one if not the best midfielder out there. Bit biased? Maybe.

"I know. And I also know things will only get better and better from now on. This was the push you needed to keep going with West Ham and fight until the end."

"Things will get better."

"They will" I smile.

"I love you, Eleanor" he says, hugging me closer.

"I love you too" I reply before kissing him.

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"Declan, your phone is ringing."

"That's your phone, not mine" he says, covering his head with the duvet.

"No, that's... That's yours" I yawn.

"It's yours, Eleanor."

"Urgh" I say, looking for my phone on my bedside table. Someone was actually calling me. "Hello?"

"Where are you?"

"Good morning to you too, David" I yawn again.

"It's almost 1 p.m., Eleanor. Are you still in bed?"

"Yeah... Long night" I smile. With everything that had been going on lately, neither Declan nor I had been in the mood to do anything, but we made up for all the wasted time when we went back to my place after the game. "But you just called me by my name. What happened? What did I do?"

"You? Nothing. But..."

"But?"

"Why is that bloody phone ringing again?" Declan complains.

"That is your phone, I'm using mine."

"He's probably getting calls from his agent and everyone who knows him" David says.

"Why?" I ask.

"Because, Eleanor..."

"David, please say it. You are starting to scare me."

"Ok" he says, taking a deep breath. "You and Declan are on the cover of The Sun. Someone caught you kissing last night at Wembley."

[sleepdeprivedsimp234]

So i was watching a bunch of funny GC videos on YouTube and I got the inspo and motivation to give the OG13 a GC. This will probably be very OOC, but I like to think of this as how they act without the other states. So um- enjoy? (Also yes I know that ME technically isn't one of the OG13 I just added him for fun)

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Yorkie: WASSUP F*CKERS

Masshole: Why do you have my phone?!

Yorkie: F*CK YOU THAT'S WHY

Papa (PA): Wtf is wrong with you guys

Yorkie: b*tch stfu

Masshole: fr

Papa: 😑

Joi-sey (NJ): why am I here

Maine: I would also like to know.

Joi-sey: Nobody asked you 😑

Maine: I don't remember anybody asking you either so stfu 🤫

Georgia: It is too damn early for this... Why must y'all always choose violence??

Mary: I would like to know this as well, but I've just stopped asking and accepted it as one of their traits hun.

Georgia: Ughhhhh

Respect Your Elders(DE): Why tf is my phone blowing up

Yorkie: Cuz we're conversing duh 🙄

Respect Your Elders: Silence fetus.

Yorkie: B*tch.

Respect Your Elders: Infant.

Yorkie: Old man.

Respect Your Elders: Toddler.

Yorkie: Old hag.

Mary: Aight let's stop fighting!!

Yorkie: Stfu <3

Respect Your Elders: Stfu Mary.

Mary: 🥲

Southie: Hey guys 👋

Joi-sey: Hey babes 😘

Southie: Hey handsome ✨❤️

Masshole: Ewwwww get a room 🙄

Joi-sey: Oh shuddap Masshole. We don't say nothin' when you and Penn are sitting together on the couch and lovingly staring into each other's eyes and sh*t 😒

Rhodey: Actually we do say stuff-

Joi-sey: Yea but not out loud.

Masshole: ....Stfu <3

Joi-sey: 😌

Nutmeg: Will y'all stop bullying each other for once-

Joi-sey: No ❤️

Masshole: Nah ❤️

Connie: *sigh*

Georgia: Yorkie wanna cuddle 🥺

Yorkie: Is that even a question- I'm on my way.

Northie (NC): Gayyyyyyy

Yorkie: Oh shut up ion say nothin' when I walk past you and TeNnEsSeE making out in the hallway, so don't start.

Northie: 😳 you saw that

Yorkie: Yup 👍 I had flashbacks to middle school when I would walk into the hall and see a couple playing tonsil hockey.

Masshole: Ok but FR THO

Yorkie: YEAH THEY ALWAYS BE GOIN AT IT LIKE BRO AINT NOBODY WANNA SEE THAT 🥹

Masshole: ONG. AT LEAST GO INTO THE JANITORS CLOSET OR SOME SH*T 😒

Yorkie: YEAH. IM JUST TRYING TO GET TO MY NEXT CLASS AND TRY TO GET THROUGH THE DAMN DAY WITHOUT GETTING DRUNK AND JUMPING INTO A BUSY ROAD FOR FUNSIES 😭

Masshole: ...Damn you alright bud

Yorkie: I'm fine <3

Masshole: Okay then...

Papa: Wtf was that...?

Georgia: Idk but I have my Yorkie with me so I'm fine with it 🥺❤️

Yorkie: Stfu-

Georgia: He's blushing rn

Mary: Hun if you don't send a picture right now then no more coffee ❤️

Georgia: Sending it rn hold on...

~georgia sent a photo~

*in the photo York has his face hidden but it's still quite obvious that he is blushing like crazy*

Papa: Pfft-

Virgin(ia): Awww how cute 🥺

Joi-sey: How long have you been here

Virgin(ia): T h e w h o l e t i m e.

Joi-sey: Alright then...

The Shire (NH): Ay Yorkie ya still alive?

Georgia: No he's asleep.

Masshole: Good. He needs it.

Rhodey: Aww Masshole does have a heart :)

Masshole: Stfu before I come over there and kick you like a football out the window :]

Rhodey: 😶

Masshole: Damn right.

Mary and Papa (at the same time): Your cute when your mad 😒❤️/🥺❤️

Masshole:... Stfu ❤️❤️

Virgin(ia): I'm so lonely 🥲

The Shire: You and me both 🥲

Connie: I feel y'all :')

Rhodey: There's an emoji for that y'know 😒 "🥲"

Connie: Idc 😑

Rhodey: Whatever

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(the next day)

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Yorkie: Guys guys guys guys-

Respect Your Elders: What did you do now child?

Yorkie: Ok first of all, f*ck you. Second, I found a rat snake :)

Masshole: Put it back where you found it.

Yorkie: Why tho 🥺 He's cute 🥺

Masshole: Okay, what do rat snakes eat 😒

Yorkie: Birds, bird eggs, squirrels, rats- Oh. OH-

Masshole: Yea dumba$$. Knowing that it eats squirrels, it would probably eat your long rats too.

Yorkie: B*tch they're called ferrets.

Masshole: Point still stands.

Yorkie: I'll put him back 🥲

Masshole: Atta boy <3

Yorkie: F*ck you <3

Joi-sey: Knowing him he'll probably abduct some random garter snake he finds in the woods

Connie: Probably 😑

Papa: Yea that's accurate

Everybody else (-NY): ^

Yorkie: Man I feel betrayed 🥲 F*ck all of you ❤️

Georgia: Even me darling 🥺

Yorkie: Yes you too traitor ❤️

Papa: DAYUM-

The Shire: Dang no hesitation 😭

Georgia: I- Love you too I guess 🥲❤️

Yorkie: ❤️

Yorkie: EEK I FOUND A GARTER SNAKE 🥺 IT'S SO TINY 🥺

Joi-sey: Yup thought so.

Masshole: Goddamn it- New York stop abducting random animals

Yorkie: But-

Masshole: No buts 😒 Put it back.

Yorkie: It's cute tho 🥺

~Yorkie sent a picture~

*in the picture the snake's snoot is right in front of the camera*

Yorkie: 🥺

Masshole: Dangit it is cute- Y'know what? Fine. Tell me when you get home.

Yorkie: YESSSS :D

Masshole: 😒❤️

Respect Your Elders: Awww does the big bad Masshole have a soft spot for his little brother 🥺

Masshole: Del istg I will kick you out the window

Respect Your Elders: Pfft- yeah right 😒

Masshole: ....

Respect Your Elders: Uhhh guys?

Papa: Hm?

Respect Your Elders: Why do I hear footsteps approaching my room?

Rhodey: That's probably just Mr. Bay State coming to kick your ass out the window.

Respect Your Elders: Uh oh- Baby are you not going to help me 🥺

Rhodey: Sorry Love, but I ain't gettin' in the way of that

Respect Your Elders: Babe 😭

Rhodey: It was nice being with you <3

Respect Your Elders: Jersey? Penn?

Papa and Joi-sey: Sorry Del/Ha nope.

Respect Your Elders: Traitors 😭

Respect Your Elders: Oh god he's knocking on the door-

Respect Your Elders: HE JUST KICKED MY DOOR DOWN-

Respect Your Elders: GUYS HELPHDKGSKADHSU-

Yorkie: Damn he got him 😔

Joi-sey: 😔

Papa, and Rhodey: 😔

Mary: Y'all I just heard a thud outside my window 😥

Joi-sey: Probably just Del.

Mary: WHAT?!

Papa: Backread.

Mary (after backbreading): OH GOSH- WHY DIDNT YALL HELP HIM 😭😭

Yorkie: Ya really expected us to get in the middle of Death's work?

Mary:... Fair enough 😭

Georgia: Is he still alive??

Mary: Well- he's groaning in pain so yeah I think so 👍

Georgia: At least he's alive.

Masshole: Hey I'm back :)

Mary: Hun why did you kick Del out the window 😭?

Masshole: He was running his mouth 🥺

Mary: No books tonight, youre sleeping <3

Masshole: Nuuuuuu 🥺

Mary: Sorry Hun 😘

Masshole: 😔👍

Yorkie: 😎🕶️🤏🙂🤭

Masshole: 💥

Yorkie:👀🏃🏃🏃💨

Masshole: Damn right 🙂❤️

[wags-confessions]

A friend hooked me up with this acc a few days back when I decided to make a comeback on Tumblr after being off the scene for ages bc I was stuck in a boredom pit during a sick spell. Been having a blast reading stuff around here, and when I saw someone asking about interactions with a footballer, I thought, hey, why not spill the story. I knew it might be a bit of a mess, and I'm no saint, but hey, i'm not aiming for that.

Before meeting him, I couldn't care less about the football world. Zero interest. But some time ago, I met this footballer, and to this day, we're a bit of a thing, but it's nothing too serious, ya know? I mean, he's got his own life, but we're hanging out... or whatever you wanna call it. Met him through this friend who also filled me in on this side of Tumblr, lol. She introduced me to him because she's got a thing (nothing serious because he's never into anything serious lol) with one of his teammates whom, by the way, she met on IG. So, ladies, never trust them, alright?

I gotta admit, even though it might not look like it, he's a pretty decent guy, you know, chill and funny. Honestly, I met him when my life was going down the pan, and he came through in every way. But let's cut the crap, he's a footballer, living his own life, i ain't dumb and i'm telling u, the whole WAGs scene is a proper load of rubbish, really. Getting a bit closer to him made me see how everything's fake, how so many of them play the two-faced game.

Some of these girls are even fully aware that their partners are playing away and they just shut an eye and I get it, in a twisted way. But the real dodgy ones, the ones you gotta watch out for, are thos girls who are friends with the main squeeze of their boyfriend or husband's teammates, and at the same time, they're mingling with their side flings.

I'm not proud of this at all and being part of this drama, but I won't lie and say I regret it. I'm into the guy; he's funny, kind, a proper charmer and an ace... ya know lol and I can't deny he's got my back in many ways, u feel me? Honestly, his girl isn't exactly an a-list… i mean, tbh, she’s not a gem, she's a b*tch. Their relationship's been a mess, a total disaster nowadays, but, like, it works for them, and he doesn't need any more scandals after the old drama. Anyway, just felt like spillin’ the tea on this.

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[piltover-sharpshooter]

15 Questions for the writer

Tagged by: @bioniczaunites Tagging: @ionianelder @songofsilentechoes @thegoldentigress @regina-tenebris and whoever wants to

1: Are you named after anyone?

I was named after a Saint, Saint Nicholas of Bari. If I recall, the story was that my parents were driving through one church named after him, and my mom's religious and she liked the name. Ironic because I am VERY atheist. And yes, I am unironically named after the Saint that would inspire Santa Claus.

2: When was the last time you cried?

Last Thursday when I saw Guardians of the Galaxy 3. And I cried A LOT

3: Do you have kids?

HAHAHAHHAHAHA. Nope. I'd like to be a father, but in the future. waaaay in the future.

4: Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Ironically no? My humor tends to be about me being direct, and sarcasm is dancing around the subject. I do use it, but not that much.

5: What's the first thing you notice about people?

If they talk a lot. Not really a thing that's good or bad, but there are certain people that really REALLY like the sound of their voice, and it grates upon my ears. I am also a talker, but you have to be pretty close to me and I know when to shut up, so I can see how I handle that person.

6: What's your eye colour?

Brown and Green. Yup, Heterochromia, but very hard to notice.

7: Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings. Call me old fashioned, but I like it when stories end on a good note. Even if the good note is dark or bittersweet, I don't know, if the ending isn't good it feels like I just didn't finish watching the whole story.

8: Any special talents?

I have a very, VERY good memory. The issue is that it's very selective and not up to me as to what I remember or not, but I can quote you the 14 mins of Vaas time on Far Cry 3 or interesting war stories from World War 2. But if you want me to remember something I dislike? Oh no way.

9: Where were you born?

Argentina, in Capital Federal. I have...no love for my country and wish to escape whenever I can but for now I am content here.

10: What are your hobbies?

GAMING

11: Have you any pets?

Noooooooooope. I do want to get a British Bulldog and call him Scrotum tho. (Cause Wrinkly, you see)

12: What sport do you play/have you played?

I played Tennis, Football (the real one not the American one) and Boxing. Out of all, boxing was my favorite.

13: How tall are you?

I'm 185cm , or around 6 feet I think? I don't know, I don't know walmart shooting units.

14: Favourite subject in school?

History. Always been my favorite.

15: Dream job?

I like my job as a designer. If I could, I'd like to learn and be more of an artist, but I suck at it.

[n3ver-mor3]

you can call me Stevie || 18 || she/her ❤️

Hi and welcome! I'm rather new to watching football but I'm posting whatever nonsense comes to mind about my little obsessions

I yap a LOT and I have a lot of opinions that I can't keep to myself anymore so there's the reason why I started this blog

Mainly about Liverpool and England NT but I also enjoy

-France NT

-Barça

-Atletico

I obsess about certain individual players too: Aurélien Tchouaméni, Eduardo Camavinga, Michael Olise, Luka Modrić, Declan Rice, Mike Maignan to name a few but there's more than I can think of right now

A HUGE Jordan Pickford enthusiast and I will not shut up about Stonesford

Including Pickford I'll probably post most about

-Trent Alexander-Arnold

-Kostas Tsimikas

-Darwin Núñez

-Luis Díaz

-Jules Koundé

-Pedri

-Aurélien Tchouaméni

Feel free to chat to me about anything! I'm still mostly figuring this out but everyone is welcome 🫶🏻 (tho I do have to warn you that I can come across as a bit of a Real Madrid hater but I promise not to attack you, unless you attack me first lmao)

[wandamaximoffsbadgirl]

Hiiiii :>>> it was!!! Really something that’s for sure!!!

We didn’t win which was bull, you literally could go online and search BSU vs UofO football and find so many ref calls that were just WRONG and s t u p i d but I shut down in the middle of third quarter and was on the verge of a meltdown by the time it finished so I really did not care I just wanted to leave

Oregon fans are apparently super aggressive?? We got heckled a lot and we didn’t even win so it was tame for them which is wild

Our performance at halftime went really well tho I think! It was a lot of fun, that was my first college performance in uniform which is a big deal but I’m just glad to be going home now lol. The Oregon band was really cool and super sweet and they sounded real good.

Our halftime show is also probably up on YouTube now, I’m sure it’s been recorded by lots of people- I can try to find a link later if you’re interested in watching or you can just look on your own time lol

HOW ARE YOU???? <333

-👻

Oh my goodness it sounds like a night!

I'm glad you're on your way home, baby!

I'll look it up shortly!

[wordsofgergb]

The Camping Trip

After a long year, it’s finally Labor Day weekend. The feeling of the fall is in the air, football season soon upon us and an enjoyable 3 day weekend from work. Craig is excited for another days rest and not to worry about anything for a few days, some time to himself. As Craig just chills on his couch and watching stories of people who he knows have fun and doing fun things. Just was content with being in for the weekend. Out of the blue, Craig’s phone lights up after getting out the shower. Craig checks his phone and sees his friend Justin texts him and says “Get your ass to Allegheny, we’re all here” 

Craig responds with “Nah, I’m good, thanks tho!” 

Justin respond almost instantly and says “Quit being a bitch…plus Chelsea will be here”

Craig’s eyes opened wide and responded “Be there in an hour”

Justin responds “Good see you soon, don’t worry about food or anything! :)”

Craig rushes to finish getting ready and pack a little bag for a few days. The whole time he was scrambling all he could think about was Chelsea. Just a girl who Craig used to have a crush on but still thinks is so beautiful. Craig was excited to spend the weekend with her and some old friends he hasn’t seen in a while. 

Craig finishes packing up a little bag and gets ready to head to his car and start the drive. The whole drive down all Craig could think of is seeing Chelsea again. 

An hour later Craig has finally arrived. Craig pulls up behind a dark colored SUV and can hear voices in the distance and the fire crackling. Craig gets out goes to the other side of the car and grabs his bag and as he starts to walk towards cabin, the drivers side door of the SUV opens and it’s Chelsea. Craig in his amazement just says “oh hey..next time kill me with door” Chelsea laughs and responds “shut up, I saw you the whole time and was trying to scare you” 

Craig responds laughing “well congrats you did a terrible job..”

Chelsea laughs.

“Let me grab your bags” Craig asks

“Oh what a gentleman, sure!” Chelsea responds

Craig goes to back and grabs Chelsea suitcase.

“Damn you just ow it’s only for a few days right? What did you pack?” Craig jokes.

“Oh shut up and carry it” Chelsea’s responds laughing

The two walk up the short little hill and come to the top and see Jenna and Justin. They greet each other. Craig asks “is this the cabin we’re all staying in?” With his bag and Chelsea’s suitcase in hand. Justin laughs and responds “well…this is where you two are staying..there was a mix up and all we could get with short notice. Jenna and I will be staying at the cabin at the end of the hill” 

They walk into the cabin to a single bed, a refrigerator and a table to eat at.  

“One bed?” Craig asks

“Looks like it.” Justin answers 

“I guess I’ll sleep in the car” Craig says.

“Why? Are you afraid to sleep in the same bed as me?” Chelsea says laughing

“Actually, yes” Craig responds

Everyone laughs. 

Craig really was scared of sleeping in the b d with Chelsea. He’s already looking at her and can’t help but think how sexy she looks, with her black and red flannel with tank top underneath and how great her boobs look in it. Also wearing the blue ripped jeans shorts and how great her ass looks in them with some cheeks hanging out. Her pale skin and dark hair with her sunglasses hanging on top of her head and those light color eyes, and luscious lips. Craig was smitten and thought she looked so sexy. 

“We’ll make it work” Chelsea says while laughing.

Justin and Jenna step out for a few as Craig and Chelsea get settled a bit. 

“Did you know about this?” Craig asked

“No, did you?” Chelsea responds 

“No, they just said you were coming, if I knew this I probably wouldn’t have come” Craig says

“Oh wow. Don’t want to spend a few nights with me?” Chelsea responds playfully as she starts to take her flannel off and her nice perky boobs just hanging out as she starts to open her suitcase.

“Uhh—-no…just that don’t want to be an inconvenience..” Craig stutters out as his eyes are glued to Chelsea’s boobs.

“No inconvenience for me, I’m fine with this, you can keep me warm during the night” Chelsea says giggling as she start to undo her shorts and pull them down.

“Oh good to know — sorry I step out as you change..” Craig says 

“Oh you can watch if you want..” Chelsea says excitedly 

Craig watches as Chelsea pulls down her shorts over her thick thighs and reveal a black lace thong and Chelsea turns away and bends down as she starts to put on a pair of yoga pants and slowly put them on over her ass.

Craig can feel his dick getting hard and can’t stop watching.

Chelsea then grabs a sweater and says “oh you really watched? You perv!” Chelsea says as she giggles and smiles at Craig.

Craig looks at her speechless and just looks down.

“Don’t worry I liked it” Chelsea says as she walks out.

Craig lets out a sigh and tries to compose himself before grabbing a hoodie and walking out. 

They all sit at the fire, catching up and talking about the past and just having a good time. Justin mentions the others will be joining tomorrow so they’ll just be the only ones on the trail. They make some hotdogs over the fire and tell stories. It starts to get late and colder. Justin and Jenna decide to go their cabin and wish a good night to Craig and Chelsea. 

“Should we follow suit?” Craig asks

“Sure, I’m super tired” Chelsea answers as she yawns.

Craig start to out a bit of water on the fire to make sure it’ll die out. 

The two walk into the cabin.

Craig starts to remove his hoodie and looks at Chelsea as she starts to remove her sweater and starts to remove her tank top to just her bra. 

“I hope you don’t mind but I can’t sleep unless I’m in my underwear…” Chelsea says 

“Fuck….” Craig says under his breath

“Yeah, that should be fine” Craig answers 

Chelsea removes her pants and gets in bed.

Craig just frozen by how sexy Chelsea looks and decides to follow suit and get into bed in his boxers. 

The two share some small talk and laughs as they lay there under the covers. 

“Well we should get some sleep” Chelsea says as she turns to her side with her back facing Craig. 

“Goodnight” Craig says 

Craig lays there for a minute and trying to compose himself as he was still hard from seeing Chelsea undress. 

“Hey Craig, I’m cold, would you mind cuddling me?” Chelsea asks

“Sure” says Craig frantically.

Craig gets behind Chelsea, but trying to keep some distance with him already a bit excited.

“Okay, don’t be scared and get close” Chelsea says.

Craig obliges. 

“Ohhh” Chelsea says

“Yeaaaah” says Craig. 

Chelsea giggle and proceeds to wiggle her ass on Craig’s semi hard dick. 

“Oh what are you doing?” Craig asks worried

“What do you think I’m doing…don’t be scared” answers Chelsea

Craig grabs Chelsea by the waist and pulls her closer and grabs her to make her face his as he starts to kiss her.

Soft moaning comes out from Chelsea as the two start to kiss.

Craig takes his hand and starts to put it down Chelsea’s panties and start to rub her pussy. 

Chelsea moans out excitedly as she still backs her ass into Craig. 

“Fuck” let’s out Craig as the two start to get heavily into making out. 

Craig takes his hands and rip out Chelsea’s tits over her bra and starts to grab and pinch her nipples and they continue to make out.

Chelsea starts to moan heavily. 

“Please fuck me” Chelsea moans out. 

Craig obliges and takes the blanket off of Chelsea.

Craig goes to the end of the bed and grabs Chelsea by the hips and has her arch her back to have her ass sticking out. Craig starts to spank and grab her ass. Craig can notice how wet Chelsea was while spanking her. Every time Chelsea would moan Craig would just keep getting harder and harder. Craig just couldn’t control himself anymore while looking at Chelsea’s ass, he rips off her thong and starts to stroke his dick a bit before putting in the tip a bit and hearing Chelsea moan and asking for more as Craig would take his dicks and trace it over her pretty pussy before putting it in Chelsea. 

Chelsea moans out “fuck me hard daddy” 

Craig couldn’t believe what he was hearing while his hard cock was in Chelsea and couldn’t control himself after hearing daddy that he started to thrust. 

Both start to moan as Craig thrusting in Chelsea’s tight wet pussy. Craig starts to pick up the speed as he thrusts harder and harder. Chelsea moaning as Craig takes her arms and pin them behind her back as he continues to thrust in her pussy. 

“Fuck baby, you pussy feels soo good” Craig says as he thrust

“Take what’s yours daddy” Chelsea moans 

Craig again can’t believe what’s he hearing as he lets go of her hands and start to thrust harder as he pushes Chelsea’s head down into the pillow, after a few thrusts, Craig takes a handful of Chelsea’s hair and pulls it back as he thrusts. 

“Fuck you’re being a good girl for me” Craig moans out

“Cum in your good girl” Chelsea moans out

“Fuck I’m so close” Craig exclaims 

“Fill me up daddy” Chelsea moans out

Craig just decides to grab Chelsea by her hips and thrust. Both moaning hard. Craig can’t believe how good Chelsea’s pussy feels as she takes his cock. Craig was so happy to finally fuck her after years of lusting after her. Craig can feel himself getting close to exploding in Chelsea’s pussy. He takes his hand and starts to choke Chelsea as he cums and fills Chelsea pussy. 

Craig cums and slowly thrusts and takes his cock out as he fills up Chelsea. Craig just collapses next to Chelsea and says “fuck you’re so great and that was anazing”

“Better than I could have expected” Chelsea says giggling. Craig kisses Chelsea and they cuddle and fall asleep. 

As the two wake up Craig wakes up with the blankets off of Chelsea and how he can see is how good her ass looks. He takes the blanket and covers Chelsea as she rolls over and wakes up. 

“Morning handsome” Chelsea says

“Morning beautiful” Craig answers 

The two start to talk about the other night and Chelsea can notice how Craig’s dick is getting hard as they talked about. 

Chelsea decides to lift off the blanket in Craig’s surprise and starts to stroke his dick. Craig surprised asks “oh what are you doing?!” 

“Oh nothing, just relax” Chelsea answers as she continues to stroke.

Chelsea starts to take her mouth and suck Craig dick. With her mouth taking his whole dick down to the shaft. Twirling her tongue on the tip of his dick. Craig was too excited and let out “oh I’m gonna cum” 

Chelsea continues to suck as Craig explodes n her mouth.

“You’re a demon” Craig lets out.

Chelsea swallows and kisses Craig.

Chelsea gets up and walks out to bathroom to clean up. Craig lays there in amazement and shock of what this weekend could have in store. 

[lqfiles]

tumblr user lqfiles ily u are a literary genius.

BUT AAHH FOOTBALL!!! I DONT REALLY GAF ABOUT IT BUT I WAS SO UPSET THAT TURKEY LOST 😞😞😞😞 i really dont know anything else other than turkey losing, but… it was sad! i think!

ptp makes me want to watch family guy so bad… r u secretly advertising or something.. but UM!! theyre cooking!!! i cant wait to see mc join the dark web market next episode 😍😍!!! i feel like mc and rina have to have a talk. like THE talk even. the voices have made up the theory that if karina was like girl idgaf go get ur man mc would not hold back sm.. also hc is, like,,, slowly coming to the realization that him and mc are in love and should get married and become cat parents (preferably jaemin’s cats, kidnapped) 😻

but from what i can tell ur summer is going great and i love that for u!!! yes kween 😻 ive been so stuck to my 3ds lately… i was gonna ask if you also had one and if so if you wanted to be friends but like… shittendo shut off online services so nvm 😞 uuh MUCH LOVE IMY ILY ALL OF THE ABOVE 💗💗

-🐇

omo thank you??? genius lqfiles sounds nice

OMGGGF my sister was also upset even tho she isn’t turkish but tbh i can’t complain cos they went against the netherlands and that’s unfortunately my blood.. but we got a karma this week 😑 the best thing we got from turkey out of that match was me discovering who arda güler is and me being obsessed with him now you don’t get how badly i want want him he is only a year older than me GIVE HIM TO MEEEE

YOU SHOULDDDD i haven’t watched it in so long but its so fun :333 its lowkey edgy humour (?) idk but its funny !!! i’m more of a south park girl tho </3

im saving their talk for the angsty part 😝😝😝 like spoiler but i wanna make her avoid rina after she realises she likes hc a lotttt and rina is like ??????? why are you avoiding me????? also yesss i think i’ll have one of them admit to their feelings sooon (probably y/n idk yet) and YESSS THEY SHOULD BE CO CAT PARENTS, not jaems ones tho.. he gets serious about them don’t even play

IF I HAD A 3RDS I WOULDVE ADDED YOU PLSSS i actually soooo want one but we’re highkey broke over here </3 its okay we should be friends on smrh else, you got an ea account 👀? HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY MWUAHHHH

[curiousgworge]

꒰‧⁺ (I think I) talk too much*ೃ༄

*ೃ pairing: kim jongseob x reader

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warnings: i guess none, but let me know in the comments

One of Jongseob’s biggest problems was that he couldn’t keep his mouth shut for his dear life.

And that is since he was a child: how many fights his parents didn’t have because they said something that Jongseob heard (and shouldn’t have) and repeated (something he also shouldn’t). He did it when his father was planning a surprise trip for his anniversary, and Jongseob told his mom, ruining it (they still traveled tho, so he didn’t fuck it all up); He did when, at 11 years old, he told all his cousins that Santa wasn’t real in the middle of Christmas dinner, making them all cry and ruining the holiday (this time he did fuck it all up, and badly).

His inability to be quiet was also an issue at his school: more often than not, his parents would have to sign teacher’s notes about the way he would talk non-stop during class; his friends liked it tho, ‘cause he always had some juicy gossip to share (but when word got out that the girlfriend of the football team’s captain was being cheated on by him, Jongseob got beat up ‘cause snitches get stitches or some crap like that).

But it wasn’t really his fault: Jongseob just loved talking. He would chat with the nice old ladies in the market and the cashiers, the new and old students in his class, and also the teachers and the janitors and the lunch lady. He would talk to everyone, about almost everything: the weather, his new favorite anime, the latest basketball game and, as he grew older, politics and new recipes to make when you live alone and your mom doesn’t cook for you anymore. 

Now, as an adult, Jongseob got better at controlling his tongue, even if every now and then his friends had to kindly and lovingly ask him to just shut the fuck up. It wasn’t as big of a problem in his life as it once had, but sometimes it came back again to bite him in the ass. Like right now, and honestly, it was all his fault.

Jongseob has had a crush since the beginning of college, when you sat in front of him during some class you shared. For maybe the first time in his life, he became speechless, mesmerized by you. It’s not like you were dressed to impress, but something in the way you were so focused in whatever the teacher was saying, biting your tongue as you took notes and barely blinking made him forget he should also be paying attention, his focus solely on you. 

Later, that came to bite him in the ass, ‘cause his grades were just as terrible as they could be; maybe ‘cause he spent half of his time staring at you, watching you watch the class, and the other half he would spend talking his ass off with Haku Shota, his best friend.

However, he wasn’t so sure if Shota deserved that title anymore, not when he saw that he was, in fact, waiting for him at the library for a study session, but you were also there, apparently to help both of them (even if Soul’s grades were great). The only issue was that, apparently, Jongseob was incapable of speaking with you: he would blabber and become a blushing mess, and hearing your giggles he would just become more of a mess (much to Shota’s disgust).

It took a while actually, but as Jongseob’s grades got better, his ability to speak in front of you also did, but he still passed as the shy little boy only you thought he was: he would ask you about your weekend and excitedly listen as you described the Spy x Family marathon you did, make terrible jokes just to hear you scoff and laugh and blush terribly when he realizes that he accidentally did a monologue when you asked him how to play Genshin Impact. So, with all of that, it came as a surprise to you when he asked you out. 

And you became even more surprised at how much Jongseob was talking. 

Sure, people get nervous, but this was a whole new level for you to see: he was sweating buckets and babbling senseless stuff, he couldn’t for his dear life talk about any topic fully, changing them as quick as he thought of them. After a while, he looked in your eyes and suddenly he realized how crazy he was being, and started laughing his ass off (which made you laugh just as hard as him), making people around you at the restaurant start looking weird. At that moment you got up and reached your hand to him, who gladly took it and you both left, leaving a 50 dollar bill in the table to pay- generous tip included-.

-I’m sorry I ruined our date- Jongseob said after a while, breaking the silence between you as you’re walking down the street- So like, if you want to leave and never talk to me again I will totally get it, I’ll kind of resent you but I’ll get over it eventually but I really wanted us to work and I want to be you so bad, maybe forever but not like forever you know-

He couldn’t even finish his line of thought- not that he had one- because you kissed him, and for the first time in his whole life not only he wasn’t talking, he wasn’t thinking at all. 

-You’re adorable but boy, you do talk too much.

[mochimiyaas]

🎧 hi hi! i changed my theme. been listening to "dear god" by lawless and sydney wayser. and aaa so so good; been on a "sad kazutora character study binge" lately. orz. i love my sad tiger cub so so much!! mannn!

also i updated my fave characters list in my pinned. eheheh! mikey, hanma, and inupi have me by the throat. sighss they are so pretty and either their characters or backstory just . . .i cry a little every time i think about them. please talk to me about my faves. i will never shut up about them!

migraines are back and have been kicking my ass this week after leaving me alone for a couple weeks. *screams into the void* plus the depression monster been using me as a football kicking me around lately. been avoiding identity5 and brawl stars lately. kind of genshin too? i did get freminet tho; he's the only reason i haven't given up and temporarily set genshin aside.

( also got spoiled for the 4.1 update of fontaine and the second part in the fontaine archon quest. like?? PLEASE?! i haven't even finished sumeru yet! listen LIS T E N !! )

but lately all i've wanted to do was grind in cookie run kingdom, maybe? a bit of genshin?, listen to music, rewatch and reread tokyo revengers, reread “Rearranging Fate,” and watch tiktoks. lol i was not kidding when i had no motivation to do shit (thanks migraines and depression)!

but yeah. been kinda missing the days when i actually enjoyed being with/comfortable around people. sorry if i have been MIA or slow with DM replies (esp. @ my friends and mutuals). it hasnt been a good past couple weeks. i'll get to your messages soon! thank you for being patient with me.

eh i should really go shower, finish my hot cocoa, do my laundry, and take my meds before i go sleep. (i should also finish my pinned navigation for once. lol oops)

goodnight! ٠ ࣪⭑

[b4tasquad]

waaiiiittt i wanna be in on this too

i am 5’6 and a ginger ( 😔 ) , i have lots of freckles ans also blue eyes , i wear big black glasses (so lowk im kind of giving that little kid from nemo who shakes the fish bags but i digress), and im australian idk do with that what u will but i felt it was a key piece of information

i dont really like sports , but when its on in front of me ill get pretty into it ( ive also been getting into football recently because one of my professors (who im in love with ) is a liverpool supporter and also i love trent alexander arnold but i dont really have a good understanding of it so i just sit there and watch and admire my husband so theres that )

i like to banter a lot but when it comes down to it i am really sensitive , like i can take jokes and vios but when i can sense someone is really seriously upset or angry at me i get really sensitive and will probably cry and shut down

i did well in school and now am studying eng lit and the fine arts majoring in film

i grew up with 3 sisters and only 1 man in my household so i am very competitive and a little petty

i love love love to read and i like cats and hate dogs

i get told alot my best trait is my humour but idk ab that one

also i have adhd idk

i think thats it idk what else to say really

thanku ! 😋

I LOVE THE FACT THAT YOU LOVE TRENT 🤭🤭 PRETTY PEOPLE LOVEE HIM

why’d i say “Aj” so fast tho😭?? I don’t even know why but I legit pictured you with Aj without even thinking. Can’t even explain it but I just thought of so many scenarios.

Like him making jokes about you looking like that kid, and then you saying something about his height.

And whenever he’d be a bitch you wouldn’t take it and just not put up with his bullshit yk? And in the end he’d have to put aside his pride and apologize. Your dad would probably trauma dump to him about being the only man in the house😭

But yeah I could see Aj with a stubborn, but sensitive girl. He’d need someone to even it out, but also slap the attitude out of him when needed🤷‍♀️

[bussyslayer333]

Heart Out

summary: your boyfriend proves his love for you on the beach, so you prove yours in the hard deck bathroom.

pairing: jake seresin x penny’s niece!reader

word count: 2.8k

warnings: smut at the end once again,, but it’s jakes turn this time :0, some swearing, and mentions of dilfs/daddy issues LOL,, MDNI 18+

ps this is my lil continuation of jake x penny’s niece!reader bc i love them <3

((it can be read separately ofc !!))

requests are open as always !!!

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Today had been dreadfully boring. Your aunt Penny was out all day at the Hard Deck working on accounts and you couldn’t even pester your little cousin Amelia because she had also been out all day with friends. You’d thought about visiting Jake at work but you weren’t sure whether you were at that stage of your relationship yet. So instead, the best option seemed to be lounging around in your underwear watching Desperate Housewives reruns in the living room. As you flopped over onto your front trying to escape the San Diego heat that you still weren’t accustomed to, a notification popped up onto your phone.

cowboy ❤️

come join me at the beach?

photo

You opened the message to a selfie from Jake in what appeared to be the Hard Deck bathrooms. He was stood shirtless flexing his arms into the mirror doing a little pouty face staring down the camera. You giggled at his stupidly handsome face that somehow manages to look good no matter what he was doing.

You

are you not at work? ❤️

cowboy ❤️

annual dogfight football baby

With that message accompanied a picture Jake had taken over his shoulder of Rooster and Mav shirtless and covered in sand. Suddenly it clicked why your aunt had travelled to the bar to complete tasks which definitely could have been finished at home. Deciding to wind Jake up you replied to the second picture he sent, ignoring his first selfie

You

how does mav still look so good? talk about dilf 🤤

Giggling as you sent the message you put your phone down and decided to finally peel yourself away from the couch to start getting ready for the beach.

Flipping through the variety of swimsuits you had bought with you, you wondered which one Jake would like best. Although Jake would like to call himself a man of taste, when it came to his girl his taste in her clothing was sparse to say the least. Settling on a blue two piece with strings that tied it all together, you moved to pick up Jake’s button up that you had kept since one fateful night in his truck. It was light blue and quite fitted on him but it hung nicely on you and could work as a cover up if the sea breeze became too strong.

You span around to look at yourself in the floor length mirror in the corner of your room. Jake was going to love this. You plucked your sunglasses from the bedside table and placed them on your head so you could finally make your way back downstairs to your phone and tote bag.

Picking up you phone you smirked at Jake’s many replies.

cowboy ❤️

shut up

you’re not being serious right?

because i don’t know the ins and outs of your relationship with your father for that to be a funny text

that emoji makes it seem like a joke

i mean yeah ig he keeps it tight for a guy who gets senior discounts

You interrupted his next text by gracing him with a response.

you

shush jake obv im joking

….we will talk later tho

You then sent a photo of yourself in the mirror near the front door, chest pushed slightly out. You knew your audience.

cowboy ❤️

ur such a tease

you

see u soon flyboy <3

The drive down to the Hard Deck is brisk, not much traffic for a midweek afternoon in Miramar. As you pull into the Hard Deck’s parking lot you recognise a few of the pilots cars and you pull in next to Rooster’s bronco, scoffing at the fuzzy dice hanging from his rear view mirror. That boy was seriously stuck in the 70s.

Moving out of your car, you walk down to where you can see your aunt ‘working’ on one of the benches outside of the Hard Deck that faces the beach front. She slowly averts her gaze from Mav and smiles up at you,

“Hi darling, I wasn’t expecting to see you here?” You giggle as her attention slips from you again when Mav throws the ball particularly well over to Payback.

“Yeah, Jake text me asking if I wanted to join.” She giggles at your dreamy smile and pulls you down onto the bench next to her. Once you’re sat and your belongings have been placed down next to Penny’s you scour the group of pilots to find your boyfriend.

However, as you rake over the group you come to the realisation that he isn’t stood with them. That put an odd feeling in your stomach, Jake was never ever one to miss out on a competition. As you were about to question you aunt, you saw Bob approach with an uneasy look on his face.

“Hey, are you looking for Jake?”

You nod, spurring him on.

“He’s a little further down the beach, with um.. those two girls,”

Your gut twinges again as you look to where Bob is facing, lo and behold Jake is stood pointing something out to two tall slim girls. You weren’t jealous per se, you had no real reason to be. He wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary, as annoying as it was, girls always seemed to flock to Jake. You weren’t jealous because Jake was the one to express his interest in you first, he knew what he wanted and it was you. Still your gut twinged. You looked to Bob, then stood up abruptly.

“Pen, do you mind looking after my stuff?” You turned to ask your aunt and she hummed absentmindedly, still entranced by her boyfriend. You took the hum as a yes and kicked your slides off ready to go find your boyfriend.

Bob took this as a sign to take off back to the group still playing football and watched your figure retreat to where Jake was standing with the two girls, smiling as they laughed at something he had said.

One of the girls smacked Jake’s chest lightly as she laughed far too hard for what Jake had said. This was when you began to feel slightly angry, you knew that type of laugh. You’d used it before. On Jake nonetheless. No man was ever that funny, especially Jake.

As you came into Jake’s view, his smile widened which made you falter slightly, in what was quite a stompy walk. Reminded of the fact that you were wearing his shirt and his favourite bikini you tried to style out your march into more of a cool girl saunter.

Jake lifted his sunglasses once you were stood in front of him and sucked in a breath as he took in your attire. He lifted his hand from his side and started to play with the hem of his shirt which hung from your frame.

“Wow..”

“Hey baby,” you smiled at him then turned to the two girls who appeared slightly confused by what was occurring in front of them.

“And you guys are…” okay maybe you were slightly snappy, but did these girls still have to hang around when they now clearly knew Jake was taken.

The brunette one of the two spoke up, “Jake, are you not gonna introduce us?”

Jake looked up and scoffed slightly at the girls audacity, he shared a look with you that had you holding in a giggle.

“…right, Brianna, Stace, this is my beautiful girlfriend.” At his statement you smiled up at him, bashful at his compliment and at the thought that you had previously had in which he completely ignored you in favour of his two new friends.

“Hi..” you smiled at the girls with more pep in your step.

The red head (Brianna?) then spoke up, “Oh.. this is your girlfriend?” With distaste on her tongue which made Jake seethe.

“What I just said.” He spoke shortly back to her.

Her friend clearly sensed the tension bubbling and tried to smoothen out the situation, “I think she just means we weren’t expecting to meet her,” she smiled apologetically at you.

You smiled back appreciatively and spoke up, “Well we should really be getting going, I have a game of football i need to see my boyfriend win, it was nice meeting you girls!”

Jake had already began to move away, dragging you along with him as you waved at the two girls when Brianna (?) spoke again,

“Wait Jake! Didn’t you want my number?”

You both turned back to see her friend look confusedly at her and Jake scoffed once again,

“Yeah, no thanks pal.”

You struggled to hold your giggle in again at Jake’s passive aggressive word choice and continued your walk back towards the rest of the pilots who were now taking a break from their game.

“God can you believe them?” Jake asked you exasperatedly, “you look so unbelievably hot right now by the way doll, is that my shirt?”

“They weren’t tooooo bad..” you giggled and nodded at Jake. He continued on,

“I mean they dragged me from the group asking where the closest place was to get food that wasn’t made behind a bar but then when I tried to point places out they just kept going on and on and on and on and-”

“Jake shut up would you?” You said as you finally reached the group sat outside the Hard Deck.

“Hey!” He said and smacked your ass lightly to emphasise his annoyance. You turned and stuck your tongue out at him as Rooster spoke up,

“Finally able to shake you two new best friends then ?”

Phoenix snorted and turned to you, “Babe you should have seen the way they were eyeing Jake up before they finally went in for the kill.” You giggled along next to her at her interesting choice of analysis for the two girls.

Jake had started his own conversation with Coyote and Bob when you finally turned back to look at him and finally realised you hadn’t got the chance to admire how handsome he looked right now. You suddenly couldn’t feel it in you to be angry at the girls and their failed attempts at flirting. The late afternoon sun was warm against your skin and made the remnants of sea water on Jake’s chest glimmer. His dark navy swim shorts hung dangerously low on his hips and his ray bans were sat just slightly too far down on his nose so he had to bring a hand up to push them back upwards, afterwards he raked said hand through his windswept hair and you embarrassingly felt you stomach flutter at the action.

You laced your fingers through his other hand which was still resting low on your hip and squeezed. He turned his head slightly indicating that you had his attention whilst he still managed to listen to Coyote’s ramblings. Standing on your tip toes you whispered into his ear,

“I’m going to go into the bathroom in the Hard Deck in a second and your going to follow in after me in about two minutes, okay?”

Jake looked down at you and smirked at your playful expression, he tipped his head up slightly in a showing of understanding and he dropped his hand from your hips to let you excuse yourself.

Jake watched your retreating form with his eyes trained on the sway of your hips and a smile plastered on his face. He pulled his phone from the pocked of his shorts and checked the time. 16:43. Two minutes and he could follow in after you.

Those last two minutes of Jake’s life seemed to be the longest he’d ever lived through.

He followed your previous path towards the bathroom at the back of the Hard Deck and knocked on the locked door. You open the door to a smiling Jake Seresin.

“Hi doll,” he smirks down at you. You pull him into the bathroom and lock the door behind him, wary of your surroundings.

He has one hand placed on the side of your face with the other groping your ass making you whine out at the contact. Jake leans down and kisses you slowly and sweetly, he goes to slip his tongue into your mouth but before he can you’re pulling away to shed yourself of his shirt and pull your hair up using the spare hair tie on your wrist.

Jake watches with his mouth hanging slightly open as you drop to your knees in front of him smiling sweetly.

“Not that I’m complaining sweetheart but what on earth did I do to deserve this ?”

Tugging at the drawstring holding his shorts up you stare up at him, “you defended my honour in front of those two wenches, oh valiant solider!”

Jake rolls his eyes at your dramatics, but he can see that you truly are grateful for his actions. The thing with you and Jake is that he always understands what you truly mean, even if you mask it behind layers of dry humour, built up for your protection.

You finally undo the knot holding Jake’s shorts so low on his waist (and make a mental note to tease him later on for his navy level drawstring knot) and look up to Jake for conformation.

“Please baby,” he almost whimpers down at you .

You smile at his whiny tone and pull his shorts down enough to release his cock and kitten lick against his leaking tip, making him shudder slightly in pleasure. You grasp him with you right hand and start slowly stroking, watching carefully at what movements make Jake react the most.

He begins to fiddle with the tie at the back of your neck which holds your bikini top together to try and distract him from letting out a groan too loud which could alert anyone outside of your whereabouts.

You lean down again and spit onto his tip, using you tongue to spread the wetness of your saliva and his precum along the length of his cock.

After spending your first night with Jake you realised he had enough of a reason to be so cocky. He was big. (not that you felt the need to tell him and boost his ego even further).

Sinking your mouth down onto him you breathed carefully through your nose and let him hit the back of your throat. Jake released a throaty groan in response to the action and moved his hand into your hair to pull at it lightly causing you to moan onto his shaft. The vibrations make Jake whine even louder into his fist. Spurred on by his noises you continue to move up and down on him sloppily, clenching your thighs at the sounds being pulled from his throat.

The final straw for Jake was when you looked up at him through you long wet lashes as you pulled off of him, with a long string of spit connecting your lips to the tip of his cock.

“Fuck baby, I’m so close.” Jake whimpered.

You take him back into you mouth and trace the vein on the underside of his cock with your tongue. You sloppily continue to suck as Jake’s whines reach a crescendo and he spills into your mouth with a deep grunt. His grip on your hair loosens and you pull your mouth away, careful to keep his cum inside of your mouth. Some slips out the sides of your lips as you swallow and you allow it to drip down in between the valley of your breasts for Jake to admire.

“You are too fucking good to me doll,” Jake speaks breathlessly, helping you up onto unsteady feet.

You giggle up at him, “You can repay the favour later cowboy don’t worry.”

He smirks down at you and rights his shorts swiftly. As he looks back up he uses his fingers to collect his seed that collected in between you breasts and pushes them into your mouth for you to suck clean. Once you finish he pulls you into a searing kiss and licks his tongue around your mouth, moaning at the taste of himself on your tongue.

You pull away, slightly light headed and turn to the mirror to right yourself. Jake stands behind you in the mirror and pulls his button down onto you, smiling at your reflection. You turn around and peck him quickly and reach for the door to let yourselves out.

Walking into the main area of the Hard Deck with Jake behind you, you notice your aunt looking at you with her signature smirk on her face and you blush under her gaze. She wonders when you and Jake will finally stop defiling her property.

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a/n: i love these two, jake is much less suckier than he is in my first fic bc i think he is actually so boyfriend !!!!

hopefully you all enjoy this!!! and thank you so much for all the notes on my other two pieces !! i promise i will get to any requests as soon as :)

pls reblog and comment and tell me what you think <333

- honey :0