#amira season

[amiraallis]

Gotta thaw

[madame-fear]

Continued rant!

The only good thing about this episode was Seasmoke being all “where are you going my love!? My heart only beats for you! Come back to me at once!” to poor confused as hell Addam!

AGREED! I can’t wait to see more of them in the next episode!! Poor little Seasmoke just wanted a good proper Velaryon rider frfr! 😭😭

Seasmoke was literally like this:

[justalexx-things]

5 years 💛

[holly-mckenzie]

#Heartbreaking: The Worst Person You Know Just Made A Great Point

DRUCK: Season 2, Episode 1

[stellamancer]

top 5 gojo screencaps please :3

aMIRA PLEASE....... since i also have pANELS for him from an anonymous sender i will try to reduce overlap lmao. no particular order.

there is, of course, his classic whore look.

'name everything you love about satoru gojo!' 'nothing!!!'

i don't have anything to say about this.

show off needs to sleep.

this list wouldn't be complete with a screencap from this episode. unfortunately i could make a top five from this episode alone.

THERE. FIVE. HAPPY????

[druck-experience-bot]

Can you believe it? We are back! 🥳

Exactly 4 years after Amira’s season started to air, it finally will be available in the DRUCK Experience Bot!

We’re excited to spend the hot summer days at the lake together with Amira and the girls, to have some ice cream together and sing karaoke. Maybe someone will even bring homemade baklava? 👀

See you on Friday!

Thanks dearest @anderwater for the beautiful gif

[evakuality]

Druck Abi special

First I have to say that I know that we as a fandom collectively think of this as the last hurrah of Matteo's season or like as its own entity.  And in some ways that makes sense - it is, after all, the culmination of the themes of the previous season.  The end of school, the moving on and getting ready to launch into a new life etc etc.  But I think it’s fairly obvious that this episode mirrors the ‘revisit characters in a clip show’ episode of Skam itself and so should actually be fitted in as part of Amira’s season.  It is a very clever way to do that episode and to pass the torch from Matteo to Amira.  Either way, wherever it fits, I do (mostly) love this episode.  It’s a beautiful way to wrap up some loose plots and to celebrate these characters and the end of their time at school.

Clip one - I’m sorry to everyone who likes these two, but I just can never bring myself to care about this clip.  I never warmed to Alex (though in isolation from Mia he seems to be kind of fun in some scenes) and so I’m just not invested at all in this whole ‘oh no we’re going to be apart’ thing.  I often skip this clip when I watch this episode because it bores me.  Still, it does its job to start this episode off by showing a whole lot of the nostalgia and angst you get when things start to change.  Moving on and away from each other may be the right thing to do but it can often feel like a wrench.  You know, what if making these changes leads to something bad?  So it does set up for the themes and messages of the episode where it’s one last moment when things can be kept in a crystal but it’s there in the back of our minds: things are changing.

Clip two - I mean.  It’s Davenzi so obviously I’m going to really enjoy this one.  One thing I really do like is that it holds the opposite message to the previous clip.  In that one, moving on is hard and scary and worrying.  In this one, it’s exciting and exhilarating and I love that we get the two sides of the ‘end of school’ idea.  The message of ‘I’m excited for us and everything that’s coming’ is such a great one because there is that sense that endings can be scary and unnerving, and I’m not going to lie: I love that it’s these two who get that message.  The fact that Matteo has always been somewhat scared and intimidated by the future  has been such a huge part of him that seeing this now is just such a development.  Anyway, the other thing I love (and which I have discussed elsewhere) is that this clip really establishes (again!) that Matteo and David are total equals.  This clip, the way David motivates Matteo to study is by reminding him what life would be like if he fails: that David will be the mature adult one dating a high school kid.  That the balance between them would shift and be lost.  That potential for a loss of equality is what makes Matteo reluctantly move into study mode.  Anyway, I just really appreciate that the drum I spent the whole season banging was corroborated by this clip.  Also, clothes sharing!  Again!  I love that the show is so dedicated to this.  They just continuously wear each other’s stuff from the minute they properly got together and never stop.  The fact that David is in this top is also interesting.  It’s one that Matteo spent a lot of time being very unhappy in.  When David had pulled back and he felt alienated and rejected this is what he was wearing.  That it now signals their togetherness is a nice touch.

Clip three - I know we all knew that Amira’s season was coming and we would get to be with these characters again, but there was still something so nice in getting to hang out with them all here (apart from Carlos which was kind of sad.  I missed having him in this whole thing).  The reason why they’re here makes sense and I love that they’re all so supportive of each other.  Poor Kiki though.  She does take things onto her own shoulders so much more than she should.  I do think having a Kiki season would have been fascinating (as would a Vilde in the og) but I do love that this tendency of hers was explored further in Nora’s season and that we got to see how all of this impacted on that whole family.  I didn’t really like s1 and 2 Kiki even as she was growing but by the end of Nora’s season she was so much more rounded and developed and I really really love that we got to take this journey with her.  And this is such a nice part of that for her.  Despite how uncomfortable she made me in the early seasons, she’s now one of my favourite characters.  And I again really love how easily they have all accepted David in as part of this group.  That Kiki is easy enough with him to steal his snacks is a really nice touch.  I will say it forever: I adore this group of kids.  The way they connected as a whole big squad is so cool.  I will say, though, that I am not a fan of Stefan being shoe horned into this whole thing.  I know it was because of the s4 weird pov shift episodes and that makes it almost worse.  I wish Amira had been able to have her full story explored and developed rather than whatever this is.

Clip four - For quite a short clip a lot of stuff sure does happen in it.  The sharing of the grades, Amira being almost embarrassed about doing so well, Mia’s ‘everything fun starts now’ which is again referencing the ways life changes after school finishes.  Then Kiki, who is clearly still fragile in a lot of ways (interesting how much she has to grow up in Nora’s season - this is all a lot of responsibility being placed on these 3 girls’ heads) being so happy that she and Carlos will move in together.  I know that in the end this actually does work out and I love that this couple has been so strong through so much of the show and the ways in which they develop.  But of course everyone here is a bit ?????? about it.  Carlos is not in a great place, Kiki is clearly hiding stuff and under stress from her home life (which it feels like maybe the others don’t know about) so this doesn’t seem like the most sensible thing to do.  Of course it’s understandable why Kiki would want to leave home and it’s so cool that we do eventually see 3 different ways of dealing with a home life like this - and hers is to actively remove herself from the situation.  And perhaps Carlos knows all of this and so that’s partly why he suggests moving in together.  Anyway, one thing I do appreciate about all of this is that nothing happening with these characters over the next 2 seasons comes out of the blue.  The seeds have all already been planted.  

Clip five - I really love, once again, that Druck knows when a scene needs time to breathe and to live (another reason why I suspect people were so annoyed at how short the last clip of Matteo’s season was cut: it’s not usual for them to misfire like that - and we know why it happened but it doesn’t change that Druck is usually very good at this and so it stood out).  Anyway, this clip also has a lot going on but it works very well.  Because this really is that last moment of school where you’re on the brink of becoming adults and going out into the world and spending time as they make those goodbyes feels important.  I’m glad too that it isn’t the last we see of the characters, that we do get to spend Summer with them as well.

Anyway, there’s nothing more iconic than having your girl squad walk together in a shot and this is such a beautiful version of this image.  As much as Matteo’s season is dearest to my heart and he himself is my most beloved character, these girls are the real heart of the show and I really really adore seeing them together like this.  They all look wonderful, they glow and they’re so happy.  It’s just such a lovely moment.  The fact that they split up and go their own ways but come together over and over again during the evening is hopefully some sort of symbol of the future - they may not always be in the same place, but they can always come back together.  The conversation they have about splitting up and making sure they stay in contact feels like an necessary bookend to the one the boys had last season.

I love that Abdi finally actually takes the boys’ advice and uses direct communication with Sam.  And it’s really nice that he makes it clear that he wants this if it’s also okay with her.  It may not go as he planned to start, but at least this direct communication gets him what he wants by the end of the evening.  Who’d have thought that being open and honest gets you what you want (maybe David and Matteo know what they’re talking about!)  

While I don’t love this whole Stefan bit with Hanna (it feels so unnecessary to me to have this weird smarmy guy be the one she gets with ‘when I was your age’ - ugh just stop; that’s so gross and condescending and I don’t understand why my sweet Hanna likes him), I do love that it gives us a way to see how supportive Matteo and David are with Jonas.  We spent an entire season watching Jonas help Matteo out and try to be there for him so it’s nice to see it in reverse here.  Also the way these two tag team - Matteo taking on Stefan while David quietly supports Jonas - is just lovely.  They’re a team and they slide into it so effortlessly, and after very little time and effort they rescue Jonas and get him out of the situation.  

This is also a nice introduction of Amira’s family and the way her brothers are with her.  Essam is such a brat (in the best way) and even before we meet him we can tell that he’s a bit cheeky and likely to do chaotic things through the phone call with Amira.  By the end of the clip we can tell that Essam is the one who will get them into trouble and try to charm his way out and that Omar is much more chill and responsible.  It’s a nice introduction to them and I really really love that we already know them before her season starts.  And obviously that we see Mohammed.  I again enjoy the little differences here.  Sana already clearly had a crush (which was adorable) but Amira doesn’t appear to know Mohammed at all.  I love that their dynamic gets to be somewhat different and so she gets to have her own take on the story.  Once again, this has always been a real strength of Druck that allows it to make its characters their own people and keep us, the audience guessing.  Also, Mohammed is absolutely adorable, clearly super smitten with her already and just all over a great pick for this role.  

I know it was kind of predictable but I actually like the way Matteo and David winning best couple was handled.  Specifically that Matteo is so convinced this is all David’s fault for being so amazing (he literally accuses him of being the one to do this), while David is just shocked it happened at all.  It all feels very much in character.  David still can’t quite believe that he’s accepted and seen in this positive light.  That’s unsurprising - he’s had some very traumatic experiences at school and you can understand why he might not expect to be seen in this way.  Whereas Matteo has always been convinced that David shines like a beacon and everyone who knows him must love him (think him assuming he’s with Leonie because they hugged once) so their reactions are so perfectly them. Side note: both Leonie and Sara look amazing and they really should just get together.

This colour thing is cute and I do love the way it looks in so many of these shots, but I kind of wish it had been the Abi prank rather than here.  It feels a little out of place here but it is still fun I guess.  But I just spend my time thinking about all those lovely clothes' and how they’re now ruined.  But that’s probably the penny pincher in me.

I’m going to finish with the moment Matteo hands over the crown to Amira - I know we all discussed it at the time how it was symbolic of handing the reins over to her season, but even though it’s been discussed at length I think it’s a good point to leave this.  Matteo’s season is over, Amira’s is to come and I am so so grateful that we got such a lovely summery ending to this group.

[blairswldorfs]

I can't believe I had forgotten how badly skam españa fumbled amira's season

[madame-fear]

And just to clarify, I should have previously, my rant about Jace was in no way an attack on the person who made the prev comment! (I forgot their name 😭). I’ve just seen a lot of other ppl, (particularly green Stan’s) basically throwing a parade at how “terrible and classist” he is and their hatred for him is now justified and just trashing his character and I’m like no! Stop taking everything at face value, it’s usually deeper than that, KNOW your characters 😭

it’s okay lovely, it was all perfectly clear !! 🫶 and yes you’re absolutely RIGHT in all the facts you just spitted. I’ve also briefly seen some people basically crucifying Jace for being “classist” and something else that I don’t remember,,, and it’s like… What? No.

Clearly, you can see in Jace’s face how all this situation was being awfully rubbed in his face, spiking his insecurities. STOP TRASHING HIM FOR ABSOLUTELY NOTHING AHAHJS ��

All characterd have their own psychology. All the things they do & say have a deeper meaning— you can dislike them, but you also have to understand where they are coming from. In Jace’s case, the only thing that gave him worth, distinguished him from others... That made him feel more Targaryen, was his dragon. And what for now, if they are just throwing away all of that, in a way?

poor Jace, sincerely. WE STAND FOR OUR BOY ✊✊✊

[lamey-amy]

Finally watching season 4 of Skam España. Amira and Dani are so cute but I really give zero shits about Lucas' storyline. I just want to skip his clips, then I feel bad cuz I'm sure he's going through something serious that I just don't know about yet.

[justalexx-things]

5 years <3

[amirasainz]

Baby!Sainz!Sister Masterlist💋❤

started: 19.04.24

last updated: 31.10.24

Baby!Sainz!Sister (Amira Sainz) Introduction

Baby!Sainz introduction

Amira Sainzx Driver (x WAGs)

Chaos before her arrival

The killer Fruit 🍓🍓

The avengers of Formula 1

The unexpectet red flag

Baby! Sainz as F1 driver

The Met Gala

The After Party

Rapunzel Style

The Aftermath

Fight club

Reasons

Prince Charming

Mother knows best

The other woman

Baby!Sainz relationships

The broken arm

¡Feliz cumpleaños!

The Szoboszlai case

Happy House

Flu-Season

Keeping up with the Kardashians

SKIMS for everyone

Her own kind of wisdom

Childhood memories

A mothers helping hand

Mother knows best

Bondi Rescue

I like you, have a cupcake 🧁

Mango Dragon Fruit Refresher

20-Step plan

The secret boyfriend

Trouble in paradise

Busy Girl

She's dancing like a stripper

Just a Baby

Safe space

Amira Sainz x Drivers (specific)

Charles Leclerc

The pregnancy

The pregnancy (Part 2)

The better girlfriend

The better girlfriend (Part 2)

Max Verstappen

Sunset Serenade

Lando Norris

The move

Welcome to the familia Sainz

Three times when

Three times when.....Part 2

The winner takes it all

Spill your guts

Rain

The pheromone perfume

Trouble in paradise

Oscar Piastri

She's dancing like a stripper

Daniel Ricciardo

La princesa ansiosa

Lewis Hamilton

The Met Gala

The After Party

George Russell

You're enough

Alexander Albon

Lance Stroll

On Vogue

Pierre Gasly

Pierre as...

Pierre as boyfriend

Hiding the princess

Whipped Cream

Sitting in the middle

The Perfect Shot

[jsprnt]

Americano PT. 13 | Jude Bellingham x Reader

What happens if two individuals who absolutely despise each other are forced to interact after unforeseen events occur?

A/N: took me so so long, but I think the wait was worth it. 😭 let me know what you think, love u!😉

W/C: 4.072

part twelve

"Okay, is there anything left for me to do?"

I raise my head, looking up at my dad from my phone. The stack of papers on the dining table immediately giving me a headache.

"Are you asking me, dad? Or are you talking to yourself?" I ask, getting up from my position on the couch to see what his mid-life crisis is about.

"Myself.." He replies, bringing the ugly ceramic mug I’d decorated at the age of five up to his mouth.

The blue cursed-looking unicorn, with the biggest red eyes staring back at me, makes me clear my throat.

I mean, even I would have thrown that thing away after my child forgot about it.

"What are you doing?" I ask, leaning forward to flip through the stacks of paper.

Poor trees...

"Stop messing with them, y/n. They are important documents for work.."

I hum in understanding, holding my hands up in surrender.

"You're really killing off nature with these.." I add, scratching my itchy nose.

"Will you please go and do something useful, sweetheart?"

I sigh, instead of walking away, I sit down next to him. Turning to him with a smile on my face.

"Give me something useful I can do.." I ask, giving him a sickly sweet smile.

I hear him chuckle, his hand coming to rub my shoulder, before he points to the stack of papers on his left.

"The other documents I’d rather not have you go through.."

He reaches for the papers, placing them in front of me.

"Can you sort these in chronological order? It's images of camera footage, date and time are on the top right."

"Sure, dad.." I agree, flipping through the black-and-white printed images. Curiosity raised at what I'm seeing.

An individual, with more of a masculine frame standing outside of a huge, luxurious house.

Dressed in- from what I can make out to be, a black t-shirt, along with the ugliest pair of jorts I have ever seen.

"Where is this from? New case?"

"Bellingham's case." He replies curtly, writing something down on his notepad.

It was astonishing how anyone could read his handwriting.

Were lawyers second in 'the most unreadable handwriting' competition, next to doctors?

I raise my brows at his answer, interest peaked suddenly. I look around the house, as if Jude would pop up like some ‘Bloody Mary’ game if called out for three times- but I remember he is out tonight, enjoying his break from training at fuck-knows-where.

"Footage from the break-in?"

"Yes, honey- any more questions?" He glances at me for a moment, raising a single brow in question.

"No, not really..." I say, eyes flying to the date and time.

I only recognize the date as the first match we played in the Champions League this season, back in September at Bernabéu.

The dates do match up, and when I continue flipping through the images. Seeing more and more images of different dates, with more damage done to the home, makes me gasp.

How did Jude and his mom even live here for many more months after the first incident?

I feel goosebumps rise up on my skin at the thought of feeling unsafe in my own home. Had I known how terrifying the things that happened to Jude were, I wouldn’t have been such an asshole when he first arrived.

My stupid mouth and I...

I shake my head as if to remove my thoughts, taking a deep breath before quickly sorting and stacking the images correctly.

If I had known sooner, maybe I could have been more civil towards my unwanted roommate..

"Girl, turn the lights on. I literally cannot see a single thing." Amira complains, smacking her bubblegum in the loudest way possible.

"I hate winter. Seriously, why does it get dark so early?.." I complain, hurrying over to switch the light on in my bedroom.

"Stop complaining and do a twirl for me.." She says, placing her phone against something stable, so she can see me properly.

"Oh, sure your majesty.." I mock, chuckling at her, before doing a 360.

"You look so damn good. I swear, if you don't take a man home-"

"It's a party- or event , full of my colleagues. I can't be a hoe tomorrow night.."

"If you wanted, you would.." I watch her smirk, before she runs a hand down her dark locs.

"We can do that when you're visiting next time.."

"Can't- I have a man." I hear her chuckle, and definitely don't miss the sound of another, deeper laugh in the background.

"Oh, great thanks for reminding me. Hey Trent, stop listening in on us.." I say sternly, leaning in towards the screen.

"He's not listening in. He is on the phone with Jude.."

Oh, fuck, great.

I turn towards my door, praying Jude or Trent wouldn't be too loud on the phone.

At this point, I was surprised that the jig wasn't up yet.

Amira already knew about it, of course. I just hoped Trent didn't.

I mean, it would be foolish to think that Jude and I could keep our secret to ourselves. But for once, I trusted he would keep his mouth shut about us living together.

Everyone knows that men gossip more than women. They could know the most intricate details of the juiciest drama you'll ever come across, and never utter a single word about it until you ask about it directly.

"Trent's gone, now speak. Why do you look like you're sweating buckets?"

"I feel sick, like- my stomach hurts.." I begin, struggling to take my dress off.

"Maybe you got your period?" She suggests, using the screen to watch herself dot the pinkest liquid blush on her cheekbones.

"No, my Clue app says I'm getting my period in six days.." I reply, hanging my dress back into the closet. Then, I grab my pajama set, pulling the comfy clothes on quickly.

"You're probably nervous about tomorrow.." She mumbles, fidgeting with the lamp next to her, before blending the blush seamlessly into her foundation.

"What could I possibly be nervous about? I've been going for like two years, since I became eighteen.." I flop onto my bed, cuddling my soft pillow against my body.

My thoughts wander for a moment, something close to déjà vu washing over me.

"It's the butterflies.."

I snap my head back towards my phone, pulling a confused face.

"For?.."

"For Jude- You have butterflies in your stomach for Jude!" She screams unnecessarily loudly, making me drop my phone onto my bed.

I gasp, retrieving my phone from the mattress, looking back at her with wide eyes.

"Are you crazy?! Dude, he's literally across the hallway!" I exclaim, burying my head into my pillows.

"He probably heard you!" I cry out, giving her a middle finger.

"Exactly my intentions! I swear, everybody in the fucking world knows he wants you at this point. I've never seen two people in this much denial before."

"I literally don't know what to do with myself, thanks for emphasizing that.."

"How long is it going to take for you to be honest with yourself? Another six months, yeah? You like him, come on. You like him.."

"I haven't liked anyone since high school.."

"Let's not bring high school love into this. You were sixteen, should’ve been worried about GCSE's instead..."

"Okay, let me do a little magazine quiz for you.." I watch her spray her fixing spray onto her face.

She dries her face with a small fan, before leaning in and looking at me with a serious expression.

"Go ahead.." I groan, sitting up properly.

"What do you think of when you see him?"

"I don't know? 'There he is again'?" I answer stupidly, looking at her. I watch her cover her mouth, probably disappointed with my reply.

"Okay- let's try this. Imagine, tomorrow, you see him in a suit, tie all of that-  dresssed up nicely, with his hair freshly cut. He smells like the sexiest cologne you have ever smelled. No 'Doir, Sauvage' shit- think 'Tom Ford, Oud Wood'.."

The rest of whatever the fuck she says doesn't register in my brain, but the heat slowly pooling into my body, down my stomach and thighs, tells me enough.

It tells me too much.

I’m fucked, done for.

A lost cause.

I need an exorcism..

"I'm ready!" I shout, taking one quick look in the mirror, before grabbing my handbag off my bed.

I stuff a powderpuff, some lip products, and my phone into my bag and rush down the stairs.

"Come on, honey. It's one thing to be late- another thing for me to be late to the event I'm co-hosting.." My dad says, already standing at the front door, navy blue suit making him look handsome.

"Ready! What do you think?" I ask him, pointing to my dress and heels.

"You look very beautiful. I did not think you'd wear such a daring colour.."

I know what he wants to say. ‘You look just like your mother’, but ignore those thoughts.

I shrug at him, glancing in the mirror again. The scarlet-red dress clinging to my skin is just the right amount of sexy and chic.

Of course, I had to go for a mini dress, ignoring my dad's wishes, because I could and I'm an adult.

I adjust my silver necklace, watching it glisten in the overhead light.

"Come on, y/n. Enough admiring.."

I nod, quickly walking behind him into the car.

I buckle my seatbelt, the mix of my dad's cologne and my perfume overwhelming me for a second.

"Wait? Where's Jude? Is he not attending?" I look at my dad, watching him pull out of the driveway.

"He will attend, but he said he would arrive with his teammates. He didn’t want to inconvenience us."

Inconvenience?

What did he mean with that?

I mean, we had not spoken properly for days- but inconvenience?

Am I overthinking things?

"Come and grab a drink with me.." Lina says, grabbing my wirst to pull me towards the cocktail- or in this case, mocktail bar.

Due to the discouragement of the players drinking alcohol, mid-season- it was the upmost important for this party to only offer non-alcoholic drinks.

And considering what had happened last time I was drunk- I wasn't complaining, at all..

The party had started two hours ago, though a little formal. We made the most out of it, while dancing along with the beautiful live music. The clock would strike twelve in a little, indicating the beginning of a new year.

Something about New Year’s Eve made me incredibly emotional at times. Maybe, it was the realization of life going faster than I thought- or maybe, it was some resentment I held against the negative things that happened in the year.

Even so, I tried to make the most of this party every year. Dancing wholeheartedly, tasting the food the chefs had worked so hard on, drinking the delicious drinks made by the bartenders.

"I'm going to get a Negroni- How about you?" Lina asks, wrapping her arm around mine as we walk towards the bar.

"I don't know- maybe I’ll just ask for a recommendation.." I speak, looking over at her. Her black dress hugging her figure as our high heels click against the floor.

"Oh, look who's here too.." She says, motioning ahead with her eyes and chin.

I follow her gaze, furrowing my brows in confusion. My eyes land on a couple of the football team players, all looking happy as they order their drinks one by one.

"Oh.." I mouth, lips pulling back into a straight line as I spot Jude next to them.

And of course, just like my dear best friend had described last night. He is dressed in a sleek, black suit matched with a crispy white shirt.

I watch him interact with his teammates, unconsciously staring at him as we near the bar.

His pearly white teeth show as the corners of his eyes crinkle, probably laughing at something funny one of the guys said.

I almost gasp out loud when he turns around, my eyes moving down to see the deep red handkerchief, placed neatly in the pocket of his suit.

Why in heaven's name- did we match?

I lean against the bar by instinct, drawing my attention back to the bartender who's standing in front of me. Eyes darting to the menu, of course- to only see non-alcoholic options.

Maybe, I did need a different type of drink.

'I'll have a Negroni, please.." I hear Lina say, and look at her for a moment before turning back to the bartender. Trying to ignore the fact that I can feel a pair of eyes burning holes into the back of my head. 

What was that called again?

Scopaesthesia?

Whatever it's called, there should be a name for someone's warmth too- because Jude probably could feel the heat radiating off my body at this point, even if he isn’t standing that close to me..

"And what would this beauty like?”

I stand up straight at the words, looking at the smiling bartender.

I give him a soft, appreciative smile back, enjoying his non-creepy way of delivering a compliment, and quickly ask for a recommendation.

As y/n speaks to the bartender, he laughs back, leaning in to whisper something into her ear. It earns a chuckle from her, making her lean against the bar again.

Unaware of his own body language, Jude tightens his grip on his glass. His jaw twitches, and he turns away from the scene, scoffing to himself before taking a gulp of his drink.

His body tensing up does not go unnoticed by his friends slash teammates. He gets a pat on the shoulder from Dani, making him relax for a moment.

"Loosen up, brother. Have some fun.." Eduardo speaks, giving him his signature smile while clinking his full glass with Jude's.

Jude nods, walking closer towards the crowd of his teammates, trying his absolute best to remove his brown eyes from the girl.

The girl his brain has not stopped thinking about, ever since that drunken night..

From the way she looked, spoke, dressed- he was infatuated with her.

And tonight?

The sexy red dress, hugging her body- showing skin-

He is fucked, absolutely fucked, especially when he realizes how clammy his hands are.

The normally confident and playful Jude vanishes for a moment. He's acting like a lovesick teenage boy, too nervous to ask his crush out for prom.

The hour passes painfully slow, with the both of them sneaking glances at each other every other minute. Their friends notice, of course, smirks on their faces as they realize how clueless they are.

Young love shouldn't be this complicated, they think, wanting to push them towards each other already. Tired of the back and forth they were a part of these past months. The patience they had was running low, even though it wasn't anything harming or hurting them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please!" A sharp, ear-piercing sound echos from the microphone, booming out of the speakers.

The speaker is none other than a Real Madrid executive, standing next to the chic, wealthy woman, is y/n’s father.

The entire venue’s attention turns to the two individuals, conversations and laughter cut off immediately.

"Just like every year since our successful partnership with Mr. l/n. We thank you for being here at our annual New Year's event!"

The room answers with happy and loud cheers, some clapping along in agreement. An interesting mix of almost all the athletes signed to Real Madrid, their hardworking staff, and not to forget, esteemed lawyers from the law firm.

"We will enter the new year in ten minutes! Please enjoy the rest of your night!"

As if on cue, the room goes back to their own conversation. And the restless, nervous wreck y/n immediately turns around to visit the bar again, asking the bartender for another one of the drinks he'd made for her earlier.

She didn't even remember what it was called. All she tasted and saw were strawberries- which meant that the bright pink, iced drink was good enough.

She grabs the drink off the counter, thanking the bartender, before turning around to return to her friends.

She looks down to watch her step, high heels starting to hurt her feet, as she tries to walk without tripping, making her forget to watch where she’s going.

Before the girl is aware of it, her body collides with a harder one. Glass in her han, tipping over, the pink drink splashing all over a white, crispy shirt.

y/n gasps, eyes widening in horror. Looking up from the disaster, she makes eye contact with a shell-shocked Jude. His own, brown eyes widening impossibly wider than hers.

Covering her mouth, she places the glass on a small, round bar table next to her, turning to him wordlessly.

"Oh- I, umh.." She stutters, sweat practically visible on her temples at this point.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" She thinks, multiple thoughts running through her head like Usain-fucking-Bolt..

With only one brain-cell working in between them, and their hearts beating like crazy. She grabs his hand, pulling him off the dance floor- into a small closet, behind the stage. Away from the peering eyes and cameras at the event.

She turns away from him, closing the door, before locking it. Ensuring no one would walk into this disaster of a sight.

"Take it off.." She begins, speaking without thought. Reaching for a roll of paper towels, ripping off a stack of them before starting to dab away the moisture from his now pink-stained-shirt.

Her eyes dart up, lips parting slightly as Jude shrugs off his jacket, throwing it to the side.

The dim light flickers in the small, suffocating room. She halts the hurried dabbing, making eye contact with an equally entranced Jude.

"Sorry.." y/n whispers, breath hitting his plump lips. Her hand moves up again, rolling some more of the paper towel around her hand, before wiping off the excess moisture again.

Jude's body stiffens, particularly his abdomen. He takes a sharp breath, looking down at the flustered girl.

For some reason, a sudden switch flips inside of him. He sighs, eyes roaming up and down her form, a warm, but burning feeling settling in his stomach.

He decides to move for a moment, unbuttoning the cuffs of his shirt, and rolling his sleeves up to his elbows. It causes y/n to freeze up this time, her body going rigid as she watches him expose his arms.

Even in the dim light, his muscles protrude, along with the bulging veins running down his forearms.

"Fucking hell.." He says in a low voice, unbuttoning the top buttons of his ruined shirt, making the girl’s eyes widen again.

"What- What are you doing?" She asks, heart almost exploding due to the pace it’s beating at.

"I'm burning up in this room.." He replies, making direct eye contact with her, as he fidgets with the white buttons.

Revealing more, and more skin..

It's like he's dropped the nervousness within seconds. Looking into her eyes while fixing the collar of his shirt.

Even though it takes him approximately ten seconds, to the girl in front of him- the moment is dragged out horribly long and in slow motion.

Her breath hitches at the delicious sight, and she gulps while looking up at him.

Deeply entranced in the tension filled- sensual moment, she drops the wet, used paper towels mindlessly onto the floor.

The lights flicker once again, making her eyes squint as she takes him in.

No doubt, the image will be burned into her infatuated mind from now on. Gnawing at her sanity and logical thinking.

Of course, he smells good. So damn good, the perfect mix of musk and powdery cologne.

Not only is the sight delicious, but the smell is too.

The loud music outside of the small enclosed space continues, the crowd singing along to the chorus of a well-known song.

She looks down for a second, trying to collect her thoughts before she says something completely unhinged.

"Jude.." She whispers, heart beating erratically in his chest. y/n can feel her hands shake, her legs trembling in her high heels.

Their breaths mingle as they look into each other's eyes. A silence settling in between them after she says his name.

Jude's veins practically burst at the sound of his name leaving her lips. His eyes dart to the perfectly glossed lips that say his name so sweetly, so softly..

His mind goes dizzy at the sound. Wanting to hear it over, and over again. Loving the sound most ardently..

A soft groan leaves his mouth, and he traces her beautiful features with his eyes, until he makes eye contact with her, again.

"We should leave this place. The countdown is about to begin.." She whispers the only words she can think of saying, breath shaky and faint.

Jude does not answer with words, but his eyes do dart towards the door. Ears perking up as he hears the familiar countdown begin.

"Twenty!" The crowd exclaims, happiness and excitement buzzing throughout the venue- except in the small room they are in.

"Jude!" She says again, voice a little more stable than before. She raises her left hand, pulling on the hem of his now- untucked shirt.

He snaps his head back at her, watching the soft skin in between her brows pinch together in frustration.

"y/n.." He whispers back, head leaning closer against hers. Making her grip on his shirt grow tighter. Skin on her knuckles tightening from the strength she's using.

"What?" She asks, voice fiery sharp, and impatient. Emotions making her eyes glisten, along with the jewelry adorning her neck and ears in the light.

Though, the tension is high and suffocating- Jude grins suddenly, plump lips stretching as he leans in closer. His own eyes, now with a hint of playfulness in them, roaming around her face.

"Ten!" They hear the crowd exclaim, continuing to cheer and laugh together.

"What?" She says again, lifting her chin up to look him in the eyes. Her breath hitches at the playful expression on his face, like he's an imminent danger to her heart and lungs.

"You're the most annoying fucking person I have ever met.." He speaks, with no real malice in his tone. A chuckle leaves his mouth, soft breaths hitting her lips.

y/n's heart stutters at his words, and the change of emotion in her eyes makes him go absolutely crazy.

"Fuck, and I love that. I love you, y/n.." He breathes, his hand cupping her jaw.

He watches her face intently, watching her blink multiple times, before her hand travels from the hem of his shirt to his unbuttoned collar.

She wraps her hand around the fabric, pulling him closer with a small jank. Wetting her lips with her tongue, she speaks again.

"Then fucking kiss me, you annoying douche bag.."

The words leave her mouth in a fluid, rehearsed way, and she loses herself in his deep eyes.

"Three!"

"Fucking gladly.." He mutters, both of their eyes fluttering shut as his hand moves over to the small of her back impatiently.

"Happy New Year!"

Their lips brush against each other, her hands gripping onto his shirt with a vice-like grip.

Her breath hitches at first, making him chuckle cockily against her lips. His hand supporting her jaw in the most tender way possible, as his thumb rubs against the softness of her cheek.

The soft press of their lips touching make their hearts flutter.

Realizing there is no point of return from this, the feathery touches turn into heated, greedy ones.

The rush of adrenaline makes them lose their self-control, an unstoppable, alluring feeling injected into their veins as they continue soaking in the moment, until they part for air.

Their ragged pants brush against each other's faces, a small smile pulling at her lips. Eyes finding each other again, as their hearts beat in unison.

Jude stares into her eyes, thumb running down her jaw, as he smiles back at her.

"Beautiful. You're beautiful.."

[kyoukamybeloved]

« Chuuya-sama and Dazai-san stood side by side. Surprisingly enough, there was something similar to perfection about the two. »

« As if they are one soul in two different bodies. »

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[hardkittyprince]

I just watched 911 season 8 ep 1 and have lots of thought but first of them is I do not like Eddie's parents I get that you wanted to have your grandson to your self/ you wanted to protect him ( that i highly doubt about) but what about Eddie huhh Chris was the only happiness Eddie had ( apart from 118 ) after what your son been through because of his own fear and you too .....,

AHHHHHHHHHH TOMMY IS AO FUCKING SMOTH AND HE WAS LOOKING DAMN GOOD OHH MY BUCKTOMMY HEART I LOVE THEIR HONEY MOON PERIOD........

And the dynamic between chim and hen family ahh I love it a lot I wish in the middle of the season hen got Amira........

Dude they are damn funny " like bro don't you dare to jump " ' bro why ' " because we have to fucking clean again bro " ' bro ' ..........

I HATE GERRARD SO FREAKING MUCH,STAY THE FREAK AWAY FROM OUR BABYGIRL BUCKLEY............

Can't wait for the next episode 😁

[yioh]

just binged the korean skam inspired show and it made me soooo nostalgic for druck, especially davenzi and amira😭 god just thinking about davenzi…. their “na, alles klar” and the awkwardness of it all and the way matteo was soooo delulu and in love with david from the first sight, the way they introduced david as some cool mysterious heart throb, when they hinted he’s ger!evan with that 2 second scene at the end of season two and when we lost our minds to see that same boy walk down the corridor and steal lil ol matteo’s heart😭 the way it just felt like their own little world whenever they were together !!! and just watching druck whilst being the same age as them, doing the same exams etc was such a special experience :( i don’t remember anything about my life during those 10 weeks but somehow i remember everything about matteo’s,, it almost felt like i lived as him during that time. all i could think about was david and how david was and how cool he was and the butterflies and the stress of thinking about the future and having to study for a levels but not being able to concentrate, god i miss it so bad😭 matteo being everyone’s comfort character because the specific way he was mentally ill but couldn’t understand why he experienced the world so differently was SO relatable;-; and oh my god carlos, abdi and jonas and how absolutely stupid ass silly dumb energy they radiated!!! truly THE ultimate besties in the whole world 😭 anyways nothing could ever live up to druck