#dad doha

[dramarants]

do ha going on a murderous rampage with no hesitation to the point of being prepared to off a child not even 24 hours into his marriage with his enemy and all to protect her is the most romantic heart fluttering swoon worthy deranged shit i've seen in a while ❤️

[faceglitchsworld]

Doha's Instagram stories (14/04/24)

The caption says "Now the gym is hot 🔥"

[sodrippy]

one thing i do love about india is if people see you looking confused somewhere they will, unprompted, ask where youre trying to go or what youre looking for

[bidokja]

THIS ISNT ABOUT SHIPS THIS IS WELL PAST THE POINT OF SHIPS. I NEED DOHA TO BE HAPPY OR IM GONNA BLOW THIS ENTIRE PLACE UP.

[landograndprix]

╰┈➤ ❝ desire • l.n c.l ❞ iv

part iii - part v

➪ Charles hasn't paid much attention to you after your daughter was born but a certain Brit does.

➪ they're making it way too easy for you two to fall into each others arms

➪ established relationship mom!reader x dad!Charles x lando

➪ 🥺 that's all I have to say. ( yes, I just figured out there a picture I used before but can't be arsed to change it 😭) also, if you haven't been tagged know that I either wasn't able to tag you or simply forgot to add to my list, I'm not ignoring you!

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y/nusername

📍 Monte-Carlo, Monaco

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y/nusername à propos de la semaine dernière ♡ (about last week)

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charliecharlie zoë is growing way too fast 😫

leclerc_16 love watching y/n get more comfortable in her skin again, like yes babe you're hot glad you figured it out!

↳ bott_ass she no longer is just mom, she entered the milf era for real 😍

ikemike did charles fumble this already or not?

norrizz sexy mamma 😍

carlandooo what kind of half-assed bouquet is that?!?! Charles do better 😭

↳ norry4 looking like they were plucked from a garden he passed by on his walk 💀

carlandooo I know that it's the thought that counts but was there even thought put into this??

maxmaxmax he should take some notes from max and the bouquets he gives to kelly!

joris__trouche j'ai besoin de Zoë pour arrêter de grandir (i need zoë to stop growing)

↳ y/nusername je suis d'accord (I agree)

manon_roux pretty mamma with her pretty baby 😍

wagfits love the outfit! 🔥

charles_leclerc mon monde ❤️ (my world)

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y/nusername

📍 Doha, Qatar

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y/nusername 🇶🇦

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charlesgirlies finally some dad charles content again 🥰

↳ maxieverstap he finally realized he got a daughter back at home..

noellepicard oh zoë, she so pretty 😍

bott_ass cunt is going to be served this weekend with y/n back on the grid

leclerc_16 zoë 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

hamilt44n can't wait to see you pop up on my TV again!

yukisan if my kid doesn't end up as cute as zoë, I don't want it :(

landonorris papaya?

↳ y/nusername still not putting my daughter in your mclaren merch

landonorris man 😔

norrizz pls put zoë in some mclaren merch to stop him from nagging you 😭

charlos16 he really ain't leaving without a fight 💀

f1wags will you be on the track everyday or just the race?

manon_roux oh I want to eat that little girl so bad

↳ y/nusername babysitting rights revoked, we don't tolerate cannibalism in this house

manon_roux not fair 😫

carlandooo anyone noticed that she's been ignoring Noelle lately? 👀

landoscar impressed by how consistent lando is with liking everything y/n posts

↳ chilisainz post notification for sure

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Everything taglist; @thomaslefteyebrow @hopefulinlove @smoothopz @honethatty12 @cixrosie @parkersmjs @ireadthensuetheauthors @celestialams @be-your-coffee-pot @heli991113 @reality-is-a-con @80sloverry @bibissparkles @myescapefromthislife @lanando4 @elliegrey2803 @ravisinghs-wife @harrysdimple05 @minkyungseokie @pretty-little-bunny382728 @thatgirlthatreadswattpad @severewobblerlightdragon @cherry-piee

Lando taglist: @beatricemiruna @simp-for-fictional-people @landossainz @christianpulisic10 @bored-brunette2

Desire taglist; @fangirl-dot-com @sainzluvrr @writingworlds @chezmardybum @lewisvinga @xjval @fanficweasley @rockyhayzkid @aundercover @thecubanator2 @minchedchilli @crimeshowjunkie @alisoncasey21 @eeviepepi08 @shamelesspotatos @sleepybrokenmelle @leireggsworld @janeholt3 @iamahalicinationn @dessxoxsworld @kapsylia @22yuki @dark-night-sky-99 @sheslikeacurse @nerdreader @champagneproblems17 @norwayxo @sunny44

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CHERISHED KISSES - PEDRI

Part l

summary: When you traveled to Qatar with your dad, you meet someone unexpected. However it isn't easy to keep in touch with that person, as many struggles occur.

warnings: smoking

"Ladies and Gentlesmen this is your captain speaking, we have officially and successfully landed in Qatar, it's 11:15 pm and the weather is good with about 24 Celsius right now. Thank you for flying with us and enjoy the rest of your journey." The loud buzzing sound in the airplane finally stopped as the speakers went silent, there was rustling heard from the back of the plane.

"Thiago, can you get your backpack?" Antonella asked as she pointed at her son sitting next to you.

"Ciro has to get his own though, I'm not getting his." Your oldest brother stood up, his nike backpack in his hand as he was ready to leave the plane. Anto nodded her head and gave you Ciro's backpack so she wouldn't have to carry it. As you grabbed your own and stood up, you made your way out of the plane. As you walked past the captain and the stewardess, you gave them a faint smile.

Normally you would've gone with the private jet your dad owned, but your mother decided to be eco-friendly all of the sudden.

So as soon as you stepped out of the plane, you were immediately met with very fresh and cold air. It was warm but it definitely wasn't as warm and cozy as under the covers you received in first class.

As you, your brothers and your mom entered the ground after walking down the metal stairs, a bald man aproached you with a huge smile on his face. He looked a bit older but was built very muscular. "Welcome in Qatar Miss Roccuzzo, Miss Messi and the small ones. I am Alfro and it's an honor to be your driver tonight." He shook everyone's hands and then stepped aside so you would be able to see the black van.

"The honor is mine," Anto smiled at him and he immediately nodded his head while he inhaled sharply. He then suggested to load all the backpacks all of you had into the truck of the car. The other luggage will be brought to your hotel in a few hours by someone your dad hired, so you wouldn't have to wait.

While Alfro grabbed all of your backpacks and Anto, Ciro, Mateo and Thiago already made their way over to the car, you stood in one spot, admiring the night sky. Many stars were visible since there wasn't as many lights surrounding you. Your gaze however moved from the sky to the van, only to see your mom looking at you.

"Do you want to sleep outside hija?" Your mom asked, she was tired, that's why she was in such a bad mood. It was kind of her fault because she chose to be eco-friendly. In the private jet she would've gotten some sleep.

Yet you only shrugged your shoulders and also walked over to the van, the only empty seat was next to Thiago so you had no other choice but to sit next to him, he of course was also tired. Mateo and Ciro however were the complete opposite, they were full of energy, that's why they were talking to eachother while you and Thiago just fought to keep your eyes open.

Anto was sitting in the front, next to Alfro. he was talking to her as he drove through Doha. But something caught your attention.

"This hotel you see on the right is closed as of now, because the Spanish national team is staying there. They arrived yesterday, I heard that Luis Enrique wanted to make sure that nobody was jet lagged when they start training." Alfro pointed to the gigantic building on the right, a huge fountain decorating the drive way to the hotel. In the middle of the fountain was an angel carved out of stone. The light from the street lamp perfectly hit the statue so perfectly that every single detail was visible. It looked like a woman, however you weren't able to see her face but her head was slightly tilted downwards. Hands covered her face and her legs were also hidden by the dress she had, as she was standing on the two and a half meter tall pole. Gigantic wings came out of her back, they however weren't spread, instead they kind of hung down.

The whole hotel gave off a pretty rich vibe, however you didn't have long to look at it because Alfro kept driving. You looked at Thiago whose gaze was still looking outside the window, until eventually he turned his head to look at you.

"Do you think Pedri is here too?" He whispered, afraid that Anto might hear him. He didn't mind his brothers hearing him, they were too busy with talking about some kid series they watched on the plane.

"I'm sure he is, why do you ask?" You asked him. It was a bit weird that he asked this, he knew who was in the Spanish national team, and he damn well knew that Pedri was a part of that team. From time to time he showed you a picture of Pedri, sometimes when you watched the Barca games, he even specifically told you to look at the screen whenever he saw that the camera zoomed in on the midfielder.

You had a suspicion that Thiago missed Pedri a bit, even tho they didn't talk much while Messi was still at Barcelona, the few times they talked you always saw Thiago giggling and looking very happy. Each time Pedri brought him to you and reassured that he was fine, he'd look at you with those eyes. Yet no words were exchanged, only looks but nothing more.

You kinda found it weird how much Pedri had changed in a year. You hadn't seen him in person ever since the farewell speech of your father, but he looked very different in tv. However Thiago then snapped you out of your thoughts again.

"I just forgot, I guess." He shrugged his shoulders for the second time and then looked out the window again. While shaking your head you looked out your window, the stars still slightly visible but not as much as they were at the airport.

Faint music was playing the background, you heard that it was Sin Señal by Quevedo, it was Thiago's favorite song. Looking from the sky back to your mom in the front of the car, you couldn't help but notice how many people were still outside on the streets.

Maybe it was the crazy nightlife in Doha everyone was talking about or maybe there was just a party the night you arrived, however you made yourself a mental note that you'll check it out while you're staying here.

"Here we are!" Alfro smile as he pulled into the round driveway of the huge two-building hotel. There were two very high buildings and an Argentine flag hung between the two. You faintly smiled as you looked at it, there was a light pointed directly at the flag so that it would be visible at night.

"They're pretty proud to be welcoming your team, as you can see." Alfro laughed as Anto's mouth fell open at the sight.

She laughed and nodded her head. "As they should." It was good to see your mother smiling again, you always hated when she was in a bad mood.

So as the security from the hotel checked all of your passports and granted Alfro access to the parking lots, he parked the car and Anto and you got out immediately.

Alfro went to the truck to give you your backpacks.

"And here you go little guy." Alfro handed Ciro the last backpack and then closed the trunk of the car.

"Hey can I ask you something?" You remained outside while your brothers and mom already started walking to the entrance of the hotel after they said goodbye and thank you.

"Of course, what is it?" He smiled while putting both of his hands on his hips.

"Our hotel is pretty far outside the city, how come the one Spain is staying in, is so close to the city centre?" You asked, he then chuckled a little bit.

"As far as I know, they just like to flex a little bit, they sleep and eat there but they need to be transported out here to train. As you might know this hotel built 5 football fields. Especially for this world cup but in the future a youth team will train here." He explained everything while talking with his hands. You couldn't help but still wonder.

"What do you mean they have to get transported here?" Your eyebrows knitted together.

"If you grab a bike and cycle down this road for about 5 minutes, you'll reach another football training ground where the spanish team is training." He pointed down the street, a few street lamps placed along the road that seemed to be going into a forest.

"Okay, thank you so much. And thanks for the drive too!" You smiled while you began walking away backwards. He waved at you but then you suddenly remembered something.

"Oh wait." You began walking towards him again while you grabbed your wallet from your left pocket. "Here, take this." You smiled as you handed him 79 Riyal (which is about 20 euros).

"Oh thank you so much but it's not necessary." He tried to give you back the money with a faint smile because your dad haid paid everything in advance, however you shrugged your shoulders as you began walking backwards once again.

"Have a good night" You waved quickly before turning around and walking into the hotel. The lobby was almost empty, a few people were talking with eachother. Most of them looked like they worked there.

"Hey, um my mom checked in just a couple of minutes earlier, could you please tell me which room she's staying in?" Walking up to the desk which a blonde woman was sitting at. She looked like she hasn't slept in 2 days, that also exaplained the open red bull can standing at the desk.

"Hey, if Antonella Roccuzzo is your mom, she should be in building B, floor 13, which is the top floor, and... in suite 2. You're allowed to enter building B, but building A is off limits until the Selección arrives. As of now we don't serve breakfast since the Selección will be using our kitchen. The elevator to building B is that way." She told you so many things in such a fast pace. However at the end she pointed to her left, so you gave her a quick nod with a smile and then began to walk towards the navy blue metal elevator.

Messi had told you that only family of the footballers and some other staff from the Selección will be staying in building B. The more important people will be in building A.

Your face crunched up as the elevator doors opened and a horrible odor of vinegar hit you.

Pulling up your shirt to cover your mouth and nose, you entered the elevator and pressed the button to floor 13. The inside of the elevator gave off the same vibe as the lobby did. Very modern and expensive looking, a grey carpet covered the floor while the walls were white.

As the doors slid to the side, you were met with a room, two doors on either side. While stepping out of the elevator you finally dropped the shirt back down and looked at the door to your right.

A black number 2 written on the door, so immediately you rang the doorbell twice. A few seconds passed before you heard some running and the door opened, you came face to face with Mateo.

"Thanks" You flashed him a smile and then went inside, he looked at you while closing the door.

"Where were you?" He asked as you walked through the hallway, entering a bigger and taller room. One of the walls was replaced with a huge glass, giving whoever is inside a beautiful room over the ocean since the hotel was right next to the beach.

There was a huge tv, a couch, a kitchen and three doors, each leading to different rooms. Anto, Thiago and Ciro were sat on the couch, your mom on the phone while Thiago was playing something on his Ipad and Ciro watching him.

"I was- uh talking to Alfro." You hardly managed to look away from the beautiful view outside the window. But as you looked down at Mateo he crossed his arms.

"What were you talking about?" He asked while he looked at you put down your backpack next to the couch.

"Why do you care?" You raised your voice a bit at him, he was being annoying with all the questions and following you around.

"Y/n watch how you talk to your brother." Your mom suddenly raised her head and looked at you for a split second bdfore looking back at her phone.

"What did I do?" you raised your voice a bit as you held up your hands. You were met with Mateo who stuck out his tongue to you. "You're so annoying." While you rolled your eyes, you grabbed your backpack and went into oke of the rooms. There were three beds so you assumed that room wasn't yours. Walking into the next one you immediately put down your backpack on the bed and walked to the door again. "This room is mine, goodnight!" You stuck your head out the door so everyone could hear you, and then you closed the door and locked it too. As you turned around you saw that there was a huge bed, it was facing the glass wall which gave you a beautiful view whenever you sat on the bed. On the left from the bed there was a sliding door which you assumed led to a bathroom. Making your way over there, you found out that you were right, a shower, sink and toilet were in the bathroom. There were also blinds rolled down which you assumed had the same huge window.

However you didn't have the energy to check it out now. So you walked back to your backpack, took out your toothbrush and toothpast and went to brush your teeth after you changed into the oversized shirt you brought to sleep in.

As soon as you were done and walked back into the dark bedroom, you pulled out your phone you saw that your dad had texted you, so without thinking much of it, you pressed the face time button.

"Hola hija." Your phone lit up with his face and you squinted your eyes a bit at the brightness.

"Hey, we arrived at the hotel now, look how cool my room is." You lifted up your phone to show your room and the view. Messi laughed as he looked at the phone.

"I know, I booked it, did you luggage arrive already?" He smiled a bit.

"No, not yet, mom said she'll stay awake until it arrives, but who knows when that dude arrives." You said and went back to the bed to sit down.

"Okay, whatever your mother wants, listen, you go to sleep now or else you'll be extremely jetlagged, tomorrow your mother has planned something. I have no idea what but she told me about something. I'll talk to you tomorrow okay?" Messi explained and you nodded your head as you yawned.

"Bye, goodnight" You waved at the camera and he blew you a kiss. Then as you hung up, you turned off your phone and out it to charge on the bedside table.

Just a few minutes after that you already drifted off to sleep.

The next morning you woke up at 5 am, so you decided to get up and walk to the beach. But first you took a shower and then picked out a simple black shirt with black shorts. By the time you walked down to the lobby ut was already half past 6.

While you made your way outside you walked past an employee of the hotel, he walked closer to you ans opened his mouth.

"Hey do by any chance know Lionel Messi?" He asked as he anxiously fidgeted around with his hands.

"Not that well, but I do know him." You said with a sarcastic smile and then man just nodded, you could tell he was nervous, however you weren't sure if he really did know who you were.

It did happen sometimes that people asked you for a picture but that was rather rare. However people often said hi to you or looked at you.

"Do you know where the next store is?" You asked him, completely ignoring that he maybe wanted to take a picture or anything else.

"Uhm, yeah if you walk down the road, you should find one in about 5 minutes k

of walking." He said and pointed behind himself while looking at you.

"Okay thank you so much." You walked out the door and began walking down the street just as the guy said.

It was awfully quiet, only the sound of the birds singing and the wind blowing lingering around in the air.

Arriving at the small store, you went inside and immediately went up to the cashier. "Hey, could you give me a Marlboro red and a lighter?" You asked the man who was about 40 years old. He looked like he was from Qatar, very Arabic face.

"Can I see your ID please?" He gave you a dirty look and you nodded while grabbing into your phone case and pulling out your ID.

"Here" You gave it to him and he held it between his fingers while looking at it with furrowed brows. Suddenly his gaze softened and the frown on his lips immediately turned into a smile.

"Messi? Is that your real name?" He raised his brows and gave you back your ID while putting the Malboro red and the lighter on the counter between you both.

"Yeah" You said with a smile and he squinted his eyes a bit while looking at you.

"You're lying." He smiled but you shook your head, the store was completely empty that's why he didn't hurry with making you pay.

"I'm not, google me." You told him and he gave you a suspicious look before pulling out his phone from his pocket and looking at you. "Y/n Messi" You said and he nodded his head while shifting his gaze back to his phone.

He chuckled and his face brightened up even more as he looked up from his phone and to you again.

"Can I take a picture with you?" He asked in a heavy accent and you nodded your head. He walked around the counter and stood next to you, he put his hand on your shoulder and you smiled as he took a couple of photos.

"Can I pay with card?" You looked at him while he walked back behind the counter. As you looked at the screen, you saw that he took off 50%. You smiled as you paid and then said goodbye to him.

Walking outside again, you immediately began walking down to the beach. After a while you were already walking on sand and saw the waves. That's when you grabbed into your pocket and pulled out a cigarette and the lighter. Sticking the cigarette into your mouth, you covered the front with your left hand while you lit it with your right.

So while you walked along the beach while smoking, you didn't notice that three other people were watching you.

"Shut up" Ferran stopped walking immediately and so followed Gavi and Pedri who were walking by his side. "Isn't that Y/n?" Ferran asked as he put his hand up to cover his smile.

"I don't know, but it looks like her." Gavi added as he furrowed his eyebrows while staring at you. They were walking along the path that was made out of stone higher up on the beach, and you were turned the other way, facing the ocean.

"Hermano that's her!" Ferran mumbled, Pedri just stared at you without saying anything. He was deep in his thoughts, he hadn't seen you since Messi left Barça which was about three years ago.

"Pedri you knew her." Pedri snapped back as soon as Ferran said that. He turned his head to look at the striker and shook his head.

"I've never liked her, we didn't get along while she was in Barcelona. I loved her brother but her? Nah," Pedri explained and Ferran raised his brows but Gavi reacted faster.

"Why didn't you get along? You and Messi were also fine?" He asked and Pedri exhaled deeply.

"She seemed too arrogant in my opinion, I never really talked to her though, so that's why I may be wrong but some way I heard her talk to others." Pedri shook his head as he looked away from you again. "and she's smoking too."

Ferran furrowed his brows as he looked at the smoke coming from you. "That's her thing. Anyways, let's go" Ferran mumbled and Gavi nodded his head as the two started walking. Pedri caught himself looking at the back of your head a bit too long. But then he snapped out of it and eventually caught up with his teammates.

After you were done with taking the little walk, you went back to the hotel room where you were met with Anto sitting on the couch, a plate of eggs infront of her.

"Where were you?" Anto asked as she turned around while shutting off her phone.

"I was just taking a walk mom." You answered in a bit of annoyed tone. You walked into the kitchen and then also scooped some eggs onto your plate.

"I was worried about you" She stood up and brought her plate over to the sink where she washed it off with water.

"Mom, I'm 19." You gave her an annoyed look but she still put her hands onto her sides as she watched you eat.

"Yeah but what if you get kidnapped by someone? Many people here know you." Her voice wasn't strict but rather worried.

You shook it off and then went into your room. A few hours later after your brothers woke up and got ready for the day, Anto told you to come outside.

"Come on, let's go to the car." Anto commanded and all of you went into the elevator. That same disgusting odor of vinegar was lingering in the elevator. You pulled up your shirt until you arrived in the lobby. Then you all sat into the car and you mom started driving.

"Where are we going now?" Thiago asked, he was sitting in the backseat with the rest of your siblings, while you were in the front next to your mom.

"We're going to visit Elena and Romarey." Anto said while she looked in the review mirror for a second. You however were way too distracted by Doha, it was pretty hot outside, you noticed by the window that was rolled down a few centimeters. The sun was shining and there were a couple of people walking around on the sidewalks. There were also huge buildings, all very clean and with big windows, you assumed they were offices or something else, maybe even very rich apartment buildings.

"Does that mean we are gonna see Jordi and Busi too?" Mateo asked excitedly, while you still lived in Barcelona, Busquets and Jordi Alba were at your house very often, considering that your dad was very close with both of them.

"I'm sure we will." So you all sat in silence, atleast you did, your siblings asked some stupid questions which your mom had to answer. As you pulled into the driveway of the hotel your eyes fixated on the fountain withe the weird statue once again. You were sure that that woman had a story and that's why she looked that way, you however would need to ask someone.

As your mother spoke to the security and they checked if she really was on the list, they let you in. She parked the car on a parking lot and then all of you made your way over to the main entrance.

As you walked into the lobby, you pulled out your phone to check a few messages, that's why you just followed behind your family.

That was until your brothers started running and Thiago just walked really fast. So immediately you put away your phone and saw a few people sitting on a couch.

"Jordi, Busi!" Your brothers said loudly as they went to hug them. They both were sitting next to eachother. However, Balde, Ferran and Pedri were also there. You at first avoided eye contact with Pedri, but eventually everyone stood up to say hello to your mom and to you in the traditional way by kissing your cheeks.

First Jordi who you also hugged right after, "You grew so much." He smiled and you just smiled at him while you furrowed your brows. Then Busi. "He's right, the last time I saw you, you were little, about here." Busquets pointed to the middle of his stomach.

"Well that's how biology works," You joked and then shrugged your shoulders. Them Ferran came over to you.

"Hey, nice to meet you, I'm Ferran." He said after he took a step back from you.

"I'm Y/n the pleasure is mine." You gave him the same smile.

"I'm Balde, also very nice to meet you." He also said as he again took a step back.

"Y/n, nice to meet you too." You also gave him a faint smile. That's until Pedri stood infront of you, your smile immediately faded and the same went for Pedri.

It was awkward to watch you two stand infront of eachother. Pedri had his lips in a thine line while he bit the insides of his cheek.

Meanwhile you just looked at him, waiting for him to say something. That however passed as soon as he gave you a small nod and then turned around to sit down again. Atleast that's what you thought, because he turned around, went over to Balde and the two of them then went to the elevator.

You scoffed as you saw them walk away, Ferran noticed that and came over to you. "Hey, we haven't talked yet, haven't we?" He asked with a bit of a forced smile. The rest of your family was distracted speaking to Jordi and Busquets.

"No, we literally just met." You joked and he nodded his head while he ran his fingers along his forehead and broke the eye contact for a second.

"Yeah, so um, you're Messi's daughter?" Ferran mentally hit himself as why he was asking these stupid questions. You looked at him for a second with a confused look.

"Yeah." You parted your lips into a thin line and nodded your head. However while you and Ferran shared an awkward moment together, Pedri and Balde were just walking to the community room.

"What's up with you now?" Balde asked as he tried to keep up with Pedri's fast pace, he was almost running down the hallway.

Pedri shook his head, "See that's why I hate her, she's so arrogant. I cant stand it, just cause Leo had money while she grew up." He said in an annoyed tone and then both of them arrived in the room. They saw Gavi and Laporte sitting at a table, chatting to eachother.

Pedri stormed over to a couch and sat down while taking out his phone, that's why he earned two weird stares from Gavi and Laporte.

"What's wrong with him?" Laporte asked Balde who went and sat down on a chair next to Gavi.

"He saw Messi's daughter and then he got all mad and-" Balde looked at Pedri for a second. "i dont even know, she looks nice to me."

"Yeah that's until you hear how she talks to other people!" Pedri said loudly to which Balde just shook his head.

"It's been three years kid, get over it and try to be nice to her. I've talked to her and her mother before, nothing wrong with her, maybe you just want to believe that she's mean and cruel." Laporte turned around in his seat and looked at Pedri who didn't lift his gaze from the phone.

"Mhm" Pedri hummed and completely ignored the strikers opinion.

"Come on Pedri you're being stupid right now. You're acting like a kid." Gavi stood up and walked over to his teammate.

"Oh so now I'm being stupid for having an opinion? Yeah you all bestfriends with her now?" Pedri looked up at Gavi and said aggressively.

"No but you don't even have a reason to hate her, just get yourself under control and talk to her like a proper human being goddammit. Do you even hear the stuff you're saying right now? I thought you were mature enough to play in the world cup but it seems like I gotta talk with Lucho about you. You're 19 and acting like a 5 year old." Gavi raised his voice aswell as he told that to his friend who was still sitting infront of him. Pedri was now looking at him with big eyes and he was deep in his thoughts.

Meanwhile Balde and Laporte were shocked, they've never heard Gavi talk like that before and they didn't expect it to be Pedri he talks to like this.

"Now good job ruining everyone's mood because of your childish attention needs." Gavi told him and then walked out the door. Pedri looked after him and then looked down on the floor.

"He was right." Laporte added and Pedri nodded his head while he stood up and also went over to the door. Without saying a word he left and returned back to his small room.

While all that happened, you and Ferran weren't as awkward around eachother anymore. After Ferran found out that you used to play with Sira when she was about 12 years old and you 11, you immediately had something to talk about.

"So is she also coming here to watch the games?" You asked as he was now sitting next to you outside on the stairs, you were facing the giant gates that didn't allow anyone to acces the hotel without being checked.

"She's coming here for Spains first game, she just has to finish her riding competition and then yeah." He clapped his hands together and smiled a bit while looking at his shoes.

"Oh right, I forgot that she's an equestrian." You mumbled while grabbing into your pocket and pulling out your phone to look at the time.

"Yeah, you should see her sometime, she's amazing."

"I will one day, but I should also probably look for my mom, I've been here for half an hour. Do you know where they could be?" You asked and turned around to look inside the hotel through the glass doors which are the main entrance.

"I have no idea, sorry. I don't know where those older people hang out." He chuckled as he looked at you call your mothers number. However she didn't pick up so you sighed and stuffed the phone into your pocket once again.

"She never picks up the phone, it's so annoying." You rolled your eyes.

"My mother is the same way, it gets annoying sometimes." Ferran chuckled.

"Yeah well, that means I gotta look for her now."

"I'll come with you, I think I know where Jordi and Busi are, so that's where she must be too." Ferran stood up and so did you. You two went over to the elevator and he pressed the button with a big 4 on it.

"Four? What's there?"

"A giant open area, it's like a huge balcony with a bar and tables and all that." He explained and you nodded your head. "two to three is staff, five are doctors and therapists and seven to eight are players."

"What about six?" Your gaze shifted from the buttons to his eyes again.

"That's like hanging out or having meetings, it's basically 4 giant rooms." He shrugged his shoulders and you nodded your head.

"Okay."

The two of you then were successful while searching for your mother because you found her exactly where Ferran thought she was gonna be.

Your brothers were playing on your moms phone, but only about 20 minutes later after chatting with Elena and Romarey, you decided to go out for lunch. However it was only you, your mom and your brothers.

So while sitting in the car, you crossed your arms while looking at Mateo next to your mom in the passangers seat.

He had convinced your mother to let him sit there so you had no other chance but sit next to Ciro and Thiago in the back.

"Did you see vicky?" Ciro asked as he looked at you.

"No I didn't." You answered in a harsh tone, obviously still pissed off.

"She's not even here yet." Thiago told his brother who looked at you again. You stayed silent for a second while thinking about all the people arriving in a few days.

"Oh my god, Oriana is coming soon!" You screeches in excitement. Sadly you and Dybala's girlfriend rarely got to meet up even tho you two got along great.

"So is Vicky coming too?" Ciro asked once again and you turned to look at him. Vicky was Paredes's daughter.

"I don't know Ciro, quit asking me stupid questions." You told him off to which you saw your mom give you an angry look through the review mirror. You shurgged your shoulders as an answer.

So two days went by like that, you spending time with your family and meeting old friends. Until eventually you were sitting on your bed, looking at some instagram reels when you saw an Incoming phonecall from Oriana.

Immediately you accepted and her face popped up on the screen.

"Hey babe, look where I am." She smiled and turned the camera, she was sitting in the car but you could see through the window. She was infront of your hotel.

"Oh my god, I'm coming down." A smile filled your face immediately and you hung up while you stood up and began to sprint to the elevator. Mateo just looked at you confused but then turned around and went back to playing with his Ipad. As you arrived, you just saw Oriana walking inside, without thinking for a second, you walked over to her and wrapped your arms tightly around her body.

"Oh my god" She simply mumbled as she kissed your cheek and pressed you closer to herself.

"I missed you so much." You smiled and then slowly pulled away from her, she brought up her hands and cupped your cheeks as she looked at you.

"You're so grown up." She smiled, her teeth visible, you just couldn't resist but smile too.

"Oh come on, just cause you're older than me."

"I'm not older than you, I was born first." Ori gave you a small smile as she let her hands fall down once again. She hated being called old.

You then went to her room, she obviously had to leave her stuff there, so while you sat on the couch which was facing the small tv, she showed you all kinds of clothes she brought and where she planned to wear them. Meanwhile you and Oriana were having loads of fun, the others in the spanish team were still holding a grudge, but they didn't have much time for that especially when their coach just texted Ferran to inform everyone around him that there will be a team meeting.

"I'll tell him." Ferran told Balde as he stood up from the bed and walked over to the door, before he left he turned around. "I'll be right back"

That's when he made his way over to Pedri's room which wasn't too far away from Baldes. As he knocked on the door, he heard a "come in" from inside the room and then he immediately pushed down the doorhandle.

"Hey, Lucho said we'll have to be downstairs in 30 minutes." Ferran said as he looked at Pedri sitting on the bed.

"For what?" The midfielder asked without looking up from his phone.

"Team meeting" Ferran mumbled and then just as he wanted to close Pedri's door again, the midfielders voice stopped him.

"Ferran-" Pedri began and the striker opened the door wider so he could look at him, still not stepping away from the doorframe. "Can I talk with Gavi, Balde and you after?"

"Yeah, I'll tell them" Ferran nodded and then closed the door. As he walked over to Gavi's room, he noticed a weird smell of feminine perfume lingering around in the hallway, but he ignored it and just thought that it was from a worker of the hotel.

As he knocked on the door, he heard ruffling and shifting on the other side. Then after a few seconds Gavi opened the door, he wore that pissed off expression on his face, just like always. In Ferrans opinion it was funny how gavi always looked mad.

"What?" He asked, he was obviously still pissed off about Pedri, he had every right to be of course.

"Um, Pedri wanted to talk me, you and Balde after the teammeeting." Ferran began walking into Gavi's room and he sat down on the bed eventually.

"You can tell him to go fuck himself, talking out things now? That idiot." Gavi crossed his arms infront of his chest and leaned a bit forward as he talked.

"Gavi, you'll have to listen to what he has to say, besides the fact I'm sure Y/n doesn't care if Pedri hates he-" Gavi cut off Ferran mid sentence.

"It's not about Messi's daughter, I couldn't give a shit less about her, its about the awfully childish behavior he has. That's annoying me the most. 'well yeah three years ago she was mean to someone now ill hate her for the rest of my life' you can't tell me that that is not childish. How are we gonna win the World Cup if we'replaying with him?" Gavi said Pedri's part in a high pitched voice.

"Well yeah but I think he thought about this a lot and now he's got himself together." Ferran still defended Pedri. It wasn't like Gavi was wrong, but he understood the way Pedri thought about you. Because that was the last impression he got of you and that's what stayed with him for all these years. He could've made a few new impressions of you instead of holding onto the old ones, Ferran interpretended you as a nice woman who you could definitely have a laugh with.

However now it was very stressful for everyone and many people lost their patience earlier with some of their teammates already.

With the world cup happening in 11 days, nobody needed any drama or fights. That's why Ferran was glad that Pedri wanted to talk things out. So after the team meeting with Luis Enrique, Pedri was confronted by one of his worst fears in that moment. He saw Gavi standind next to the spanish coach, Gavi looked rather serious, his coach was seen smiling.

But as Gavi turned his head and saw the Canarian staring at him, he said goodbye to his coach and walked over to him.

"Hey" He stopped right infront of him, it took his a couple of seconds to snap out of it before responding to Gavi.

"Let's go to my room, Ferran and Balde are already there." Gavi agreed with a small nod and then followed Pedri to his room.

As the door swung open, Gavi saw Ferran and Balde sitting on the couch, so he went to join them while Pedri sat down on the bed infront of them.

"So I have thought over everything and I wanna apologise for my stupid behaviour, it was unsuitable and not necessary, I'll change it." Pedri immediately addressed the elephant in the room. A few seconds of silence sat between the footballers in the room.

"I didn't really care anyways. As long as you don't start beef with me, we good." Balde put up both of his hands in the air and Pedri chuckled a bit. Ferran was smiling too but as Pedri looked at Gavi, he saw the same expression he wore when he was pissed off.

After mostly the three of them talked, it was time to leave and then go to sleep. Ferran and Balde went out the room first, just as Gavi wanted to follow, Pedri stopped him.

Gavi turned his body to face Pedri, the Canarian held up his hand to dab up Pedri "Are we good?" he asked as Gavi put his hand into his.

"Mhm, we are." Gavi licked his lips and then turned his head away but Pedri kept holding onto his hand.

"Are we?" The Canarian asked to which Gavi turned around again. This time he couldn't contain the smile that dared to slip every second.

"We are." Gavi said in a more convincing voice. To that Pedri's face also lit up with a smile and he pulled Gavi into a hug.

"I'm glad." Pedri patted his back a few times before pulling away.

"Yeah now let go of me." Gavi smiled a bit while he pushed him back and then left the room. Pedri then closed and locked the door immediately and went to sit down on his bed. As he opened Instagram, a few posts popped up of people he knew who also traveled to Qatar.

While scrolling down his feed, he saw one specific picture posted by Oriana. Pedri had gotten closer to Dybala over chat and they got along great, he was looking forward to meeting him in real life, so of course he knew who his girlfriend was.

What he didn't know was that she was on good terms with you, as he swiped through the 10 pictures Oriana posted, he saw that you appeared on 9 of them. Always hugging eachother or just being right next to eachother.

Pedri shook his head and then turned off his phone and decided to finally go to sleep.

While Pedri went to sleep, you were wide awake, lying on your back below your covers. The door to your own small balcony was wide open, cars speeding in the distance and the waves crashing against eachother were heard outside. The fresh air that blew inside made you shiver as you were only wearing panties and a bra, so you decided to stand up and pulled a simple red shirt over your head while making your way over to your closet where you his the cigarettes below some shirts your brought.

You pulled one out, lit it and then walked outside, while you admired the ocean once again, you finished smoking the cigarette and sat down on the floor. Luckily the railing was made out of glass so you could see through. It was also surprisingly hot, you didn't feel cold at all, even tho you just had a shirt on. And without even realizing it, you began to drift off to sleep, so you stood up quickly and moved to your bed. While you laid on your back, you waited for your eyelids to get heavier and heavier until they eventually shut down and you fell asleep. In that moment you wouldn't have thought that the next week would be the most life changing week of your life.

[slytherinshua]

　　　k-drama masterlist ⟡₊ ⊹

⋆˙⟡ = author's pick !

　　　　alchemy of souls

master yul (req)

character: seo yul | genre: fluff. master x pupil. | wc: 2.1k.

yul soft thoughts

character: seo yul | genre: fluff. | wc: 541.

perfect reunions ⋆˙⟡

character: seo yul | genre: fluff. hurt/comfort. | wc: 1.5k.

the best voice in daeho ⋆˙⟡

character: seo yul | genre: fluff. | wc: 1.2k.

the only one ⋆˙⟡

character: go won | genre: fluff. | wc: 1.1k.

aos when their s/o gets hurt

character: jang uk / seo yul / park danggu / go won | genre: fluff. headcanon. | wc: 750.

(im)perfect weddings ⋆˙⟡

character: seo yul | genre: fluff. hurt/comfort. | wc: 2k.

by your side ⋆˙⟡

character: seo yul | genre: hurt/comfort. | wc: 811.

sworn to you ⋆˙⟡

character: seo yul | genre: fluff. suggestive. | wc: 1.5k.

　　　　weak hero class 1

reserved

character: sieun | genre: fluff. | wc: 1.1k.

love lessons ⋆˙⟡

character: sieun | genre: fluff. mutual pining. | wc: 2.6k.

　　　　business proposal

cut the cake (req)

character: kang taemoo | genre: fluff. taemoo as a dad. | wc: 941.

　　　　at a distance, spring is green

i'm right here ⋆˙⟡

character: yeo jun | genre: fluff. hurt/comfort. | wc: 1.3k.

naptime ⋆˙⟡

character: nam soohyun. | genre: fluff. | wc: 756.

　　　　extraordinary you

we meet again ⋆˙⟡

character: jinmichae/dried squid fairy | genre: fluff. | wc: 1k.

　　　　the uncanny counter

miss me? (req)

character: so mun | genre: fluff. | wc: 983.

nosebleeds ⋆˙⟡

character: so mun | genre: fluff. a lil angst. | wc: 1.5k.

i need you (req)

character: so mun | genre: fluff. a lil angst. violence/fighting. | wc: 2.5k.

doodles ⋆˙⟡

character: so mun | genre: fluff. | wc: 900.

cheer up (req)

character: so mun | genre: hurt/comfort. | wc: 1.7k.

secret's out (req) ⋆˙⟡

character: so mun | genre: fluff. secret relationship. | wc: 1.5k.

+1 cuteness (req)

character: so mun | genre: fluff. | wc: 612.

　　　　my lovely liar

kim doha bf texts (req)

character: kim doha | genre: smau. fluff. crack.

　　　　once upon a small town

boyfriend sanghyun headcanons ⋆˙⟡

character: sanghyun | genre: headcanons. | wc: 1.2k.

[scenetocause]

no one asked for this but i was in the kitchen makin instant ramen and poleaxed by the thought of landoscar puppy play post-melbourne in the style of a fic i thought was gemjam's but now can't find where mark webber gave his then-protegee mitch evans a collar to help with homesickness anyway whatever have some fuckin words

edit: fuck's sake cassian obviously it was a collar and a kiss by zeraparker

mild warning for hopelessly undernegotiated kink

"Don't you ever get homesick?" Oscar could count the number of people he'd less like to be having this conversation with than Lando Norris on one hand and one of them's the bored immigration officer who had to tell him he'd not got his passport stamped right in Doha.

Lando snaps his gum, looking up to the ceiling like he's actually thinking about it. "No? Not really. I was sick of fucking Bali over Christmas, jesus and I don't want to go back to Dubai but like, home is everywhere innit?"

"No." Oscar closes his eyes, pinches the bridge of his nose. Obviously Lando doesn't experience this, he could literally drive to his parents' house on half a tank of fuel, straight out of the MTC car park. Straight from Oscar's flat, where for some reason he's letting Lando crash as though him seeing the post-Australia comedown is a good idea.

"Hmm." Hearing Lando think is always disturbing. "Well, what can I do about it?"

Oscar has to open his eyes again in disbelief. 'What do you mean do about it?"

Seeing Lando cocking his head on one side, like a dog, makes something painful sear across Oscar's temples. "You're sad, I want to fix it. Max always-"

"Don't tell me about that." He can't hear about Max Fewtrell right now. The guy haunting the garage all weekend was enough. Oscar doesn't need a reminder he's not Lando's first anything, needs to keep the thoughts about breaking up with his girlfriend so they can properly be a thing to himself.

"Well." Lando is literally sitting on his hands. "Then you have to tell me about it yourself."

Thing is, this is too much. It's not the kind of thing he should share with Lando. Lando who he just got team-ordered for, Lando who he needs to match the tyre management of, Lando who will sit there and smile angelically and get his fucking way on anything they ever diverge on about feedback.

Oscar's clenching his jaw so hard he can almost feel the ache where they took his wisdom teeth, though. Another thing he didn't know he'd really miss this much.

"You can't fucking laugh at me." Why's he said that, for fuck's sake? Lando laughs at everything, would probably do it at a funeral in his weird, stressed-out way when he doesn't know how to socially behave.

"Ok." Lando's eyes are very big and he's looked up from his phone. "I can order TimTams on Uber Eats?"

That's actually quite sweet. But not what Oscar needs right now.

"Just - stay here." Lando's fucking weird, he's probably into some of this shit himself. If not something freakier, lying around his Monaco flat in a gimp mask, suffocating himself or god-knows-what shit.

It doesn't take long to find the box. Oscar's consciously never accumulated too much stuff in this flat, like he might have to move out of it any time. Like everything might have to go in a suitcase because the contract review board said it's over, kiddo, go back down under and pretend you understand your dad's business enough to pay him back.

It's not got very much in. Oscar doesn't like to wear too much, when he's like this. Just a t-shirt and shorts or his boxers. He doesn't think he's ready for Lando to see him shirtless, like this, make his eyes crinkle up in glee at how much of Oscar he can touch.

It'd be better if Lando did it, if someone put it on for him but that's too complicated to ask for, so Oscar does it himself, mostly. Puts the soft shorts on, an old Prema shirt that's a little too tight to wear outdoors but feels comfy, soft, reassuring on his skin.

The ears are easy but the collar. He can't do that, himself. Can't give himself the ball, the well-chewed, if pristinely laundered, beanie toy. Whines, unhappily, about it.

"Osc-" obviously, Lando heard him. The sounds of him chaotically standing up, nearly falling over Oscar's rug and stumbling towards his bedroom door, are already clattering through the flat. "Can I come in?"

He just whines again, an animal thing. Oscar needs permission, like this, doesn't give it.

"Ok you better not be dying because I never finished the first aid-" Lando stops in the doorway. "Oh."

Oscar sinks to the floor, his knees bending beneath him, shoving the box at Lando before he folds down on his knees and elbows, looking up at the guy he's supposed to do anything to beat.

"Good..." Lando moves his mouth around for a moment, licks his lips. "Puppy?"

He doesn't have a tail to wag, although he has thought about one of the plugs, sometimes. Objectively, the bit of Oscar's brain that's still somewhat functioning says wiggling his arse must make him look ridiculous, especially when he paws at the box and whines again.

Lando crouches down, touches the ears. "Do you want to go out?"

Oscar cringes back, shaking his head violently. God, imagine the headlines.

"Ok." Lando does his head-cock thing again, then sticks his hands into the box. "Do you want your collar?"

It's pretty shameful, the way Oscar crawls forward so easily, smushes his face against Lando's knee and maybe he should have asked about this properly but Lando goes easily, scritching behind Oscar's ear. "Oh you're such a good boy, look at you."

Lando fumbles the collar for a second, not getting the buckle right the first time and it's nearly uncomfortable enough Oscar stands up, right back out of it but then it goes and it's snug and tight and good, Lando's hand in his hair.

"Are these your toys?" Lando shifts to kneeling, lets Oscar get his head right in his lap, nuzzling against Lando's stomach through the pouch of his hoodie. He doesn't need to answer that one, it's pretty obvious.

"Well, I don't think Oscar would want you breaking his stuff, so I'm going to leave the ball here." The third person is a jolt, like a nod to camera but it feels right. Oscar is elsewhere, can worry about that later.

"Come on then, good dog." Lando stands up, with the beanie toy in hand. It's a koala, a stupid joke. "Come and play, then."

It's not a comfortable flat to get through on your hands and knees, hard wooden floor jarring him in a way that'll probably bruise a bit, tomorrow. Lando's walking easily, waggling the beanie like he thinks he needs to keep Oscar interested.

Not Oscar. Puppy. It feels good.

Lando pushes the coffee table away, scraping on the floor in a way Oscar's landlord will probably have an opinion about when he comes to pay the deposit back. But puppies don't worry about that kind of thing, so Oscar just crawls over to where Lando's sitting, legs spread and outstretched, on the rug.

"Come on," Lando holds out the beanie, waving it by Oscar's mouth. "You want this, yeah?"

Oscar growls, nips at it. It's not the toy he wants, really, just the -

Ah, perfect. Lando pulls Oscar forward by the toy, right on top of him as he leans back. Oscar can paw him like his, Lando laughing delightedly and twisting away.

It's - he's seen the video, McLaren posted it for some national day or something last year - the same way Lando plays with his family's dog. Silly, rolling around the floor, letting Oscar half-hump him while Lando's shrieking and trying to get out of his grip, only to dive back in, wrestling with Oscar.

The rug scoots across the floor under them and they nearly crash into the telly, Oscar ending up on his back, against the sofa, Lando tickling his tummy but the toy in Oscar's mouth, triumphant.

"Are you submitting? Are you letting me lead the pack?" It's a bit on the nose but yeah, maybe. Oscar kicks out a leg, half-heartedly, to show he isn't always going to be ok with that.

"What a good boy." That, he is always ok with. More than human-Oscar would like to admit.

Lando lies down next to him, face a bit flushed and eyes bright from playing. "Always wanted a dog. You can even come to all the races."

[faceglitchsworld]

I'm finally in my bed, trying to sleep, but since there's still some noise outside I think I'll use this occasion to said a really short thing before going to sleep.

I don't want to take this occasion to say how 2023 has been to me. I just want to say that I want to take 2024 as another step for the better in my life and hoping that what happened in the last months of 2023 will get resolved for the better.

Believe me or not but at the end I found some goals that I want to achieve, at least here, for this year.

I want to get better at giffing (and if you didn't know that, now you know that, just search #teresgifs in my blog and you'll see my works and laugh about it)

I want to write the letters for the groups's anniversaries and starting the birthday letters for OOO and Kingdom (only these two groups or I'll explode). Probably Xeed too if Nature Space will release more content of them because I can't make an entire letter full of dad jokes for Doha...

Create my usertag. I thought about it and I really want to make one to at least catch up with my mutuals' creations. Don't get me wrong, I love scrolling through the dashboard and reblog stuff but these months I noticed that it has become tiring and I think I'll slowly detach from it. Or maybe not who knows. Anyway, I really want to create one at least for all of you dears.

Reviving the sideblogs. For real this time. This is something I always say but then it always failed somehow. This time I really want to revive them or at least the K-Bands one, which is my first and most attached sideblog I have. It's my little corner where I post pics of my favourite bands and cry about it, I want it more active than usual.

Reaching 100 followers here. This is not a big deal because who cares about followers here but, on the other hand, it's a very doable goal to me and I would be glad if I would reach it. Also it's a perfect number, it's better than whatever the number of followers I have right now 😩

And this is it, this is what I want to reach this year on this hellsite. And now, I'll leave my special corner dedicated to my moots.

@odeblr @jongside @serendipminie @rieloving-mess @strhwaberries @seungbo-today @onlyoneofyouu @thirdslowdancer @snoos-tattoos @aureangels @atinystraykid @toxicrevolver

All of you, whether we just interact through reblogs, replies under posts, through the DMs or even just once in a while and that's it. I'm glad I met you.

Wishing you the best for this year 🤍

[a-sky-of-diamonds]

IMPORTANT: GAZA FUNDRAISERS FAR AWAY FROM COMPLETING THEIR GOAL!

These are 11 spotlighted campaigns from Gaza Funds – please check out this website, it takes you to a random vetted fundraiser for people in Gaza which you can donate to. These below are not all the fundraisers on the site!

https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-wafaa-and-her-family-escape-gaza enabling Wafaa to evacuate her family of 54, €5,000/€205,000

https://www.gofundme.com/f/294vwe-help-palestinian-family-to-evacuate-from-gaza Enabling Nagham (19 years old) to evacuate her family of 8, and to start a life in Egypt, €2,300/€100,000

https://www.gofundme.com/f/HelpMyFamilyLeave enabling Manal to evacuate her family of over 13 (mum, dad, 4 brothers, 4 sisters and their families), $1,750/$65,000

https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-us-evacuate-from-gaza-to-treat-my-children enabling Amal to evacuate her one-year-old daughter Maryam, herself, and her husband, €3,950/€30,000

https://www.gofundme.com/f/zakat-and-sadaqah-for-gaza-alzka-oalsdk-mn-agl-ghz helping Mohammed collect donations and distribute them to the needy and impoverished in Gaza, €2,615/€25,000

https://www.gofundme.com/f/fu763h-urgent-support-needed-to-help-mohammad-family enabling Mohammad to evacuate his family of five (two parents and three children, including a newborn), €3,665/€45,000

https://www.gofundme.com/f/i-am-raising-fund-for-wafa-from-gaza-for-fund-raising helping Wafa cover the basic essentials of her family (which they are lacking) and to rebuild her house with an orchard (and therefore her family's source of income). €990/€100,000

https://www.gofundme.com/f/gdsfn-help-ahmeds-family-in-gaza allowing at least four people gain the money to cover basic needs and living expenses, which they currently can’t afford (Ahmed (the fundraiser), his elderly mother and his sisters (not sure how many)), after 24 family members were massacred. €4,080/€35,000

https://www.gofundme.com/f/contribution-to-removing-muhannad-from-gaza helping Muhammad evacuate his family of at least 10, €3,800/€25,000

https://www.gofundme.com/f/m7h89-help-me-to-escape-from-death Allowing Doha to evacuate her family at least three people (her, her husband, and her sick mother-in-law), possibly more, €2,985/€40,000

https://www.gofundme.com/f/help-ahmed-continue-his-lifesaving-work-at-alaqsa-hospital Allowing Ahmed, a nurse on the front lines, to be able to continue his life-saving work in the Gaza Strip at Al-Aqsa hospital, €2,610/€5,000

[star-child-wonders]

Stay?

Shakes x Skaara

Summary: Skaara had a long day at The Vice and had come over to the city rover's football pitch to be alone and practice, but an unexpected guest has already been there.

{Story under cut}

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It was pretty late when Skaara began walking towards the old football ground. He won't admit it but he misses this place a lot, after all this is where the deadly duo formed and fell apart. This ground had seen everything, the meet, the talks, the sillies, the tears, the anger and the friendship.

He looked up to the sky, watching as the sun started to dig it's heels and painted the sky with all the warm colours. The reds, the yellows and the oranges blurred together and it all looked beautiful.

The red reminding him of a certain man in red, how his spiky hair swayed in the wind as he concentrated on getting the ball in the net how his beautiful honey eyes shone so bright when he passed a level, how his lips turned and how his laughs lit up the world around him.

He always thought about it, what exactly happened to them? Why did they fall out? What pulled them apart? As these thoughts raced in his head he walked straight into a pole. He heard snickering, furious he turned to see who it was and his face fell.

There stood Shakes Jomo Mokena in all his glory, his dirty green shirt, dark blue shorts, his signature red studs and that shit eating grin that he used to have long before the fall out.

Tho Skaara wanted to give a snarky remark he opted to stay silent. Vince had been giving him a headache and he really just wanted to be left alone. So he turned around to leave.

A football hit his leg lightly, he turned around and saw Shakes gesture him towards the field. "Wanna have a friendly one-on-one? For old times sake?" He asked, Skaara thought about it. 'Fuck it, it's for old times sake.' He just turned around and gave a smirk.

In just a bit the ball was flying around the field as the two teased and gave sarcastic and snarky remarks. But still both were laughing the same.

After many goals and saves, both fell and laid on the ground giggling, cackling and snorting. Soon the laughter died down and both fell into a comfortable silence.

Previous thoughts came back to Skaara and before he could stop himself, he said "what happened to us? The deadly duo?" He bit his tongue mentally slapping himself for asking the question. "Honestly, I don't know.... According to you we fell because I stopped training with you. But to me we fell because you needed me to set you up for the goals. But now that I think of it, we are both equals. We are both amazing footballers and we are both loved equally." Said the man.

Skaara fell silent, he never realized it but he had needed Shakes, always. They've been together since they were 5. Ever since Skaara moved in with his aunt and uncle after his dad's death. Skaara only ever remembered his dad, when he asked what happened to mom he always said "she used to love stars and now she's one of them."

He still remembers the crash after he and his dad were coming back from camping, how they were both laughing and how everything had suddenly started to hurt. He remembers waking up in hospital and his aunt rushing in and hugging him close, him asking about his dad, both of them freezing before telling him "he's with mom, among the stars".

He still remembers knowing all the bullcrap they told him thinking that he knew nothing. Then moving to Doha CIA and meeting Shakes. He remembers seeing him with his dad and getting jealous. It just wasn't fair, how come he gets to have such a good life and he is suffering?

Then the news of his father going missing came out, he felt sorry for Shakes because he knew the feeling. They continued to be friends and always had each other's back. They played together, ate together, went to school together and had fun together.

What happened.......

"..... Karra... Ska.... SKAARA!" He herd someone call, he saw that the sky had turned dark and the stars were shining bright. He looked to see Shakes saying something, "let's go home, it's getting late." And he extended an arm to help him up. Skaara took the helping hand and got up.

"Let's do this again someday. I had fun." Skaara admitted. "Of course! We can always still train together." Shakes said giving him a genuine smile, all the worries Skaara had melted away. How can someone be so forgiving? After all he had done to him, how is this man still willing to get on good terms again? He will never know.....

But he knows one thing. He can never live without Shakes, his little crush has come back and it plans to stay this time......

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[britishguyslover]

Can't help but feel like... when Rita told Doha's monster dad that she is here to kill the enemy, it wasn't exactly a lie.

She was with Doha because she wanted to, she couldn't live without him anymore.

But the enemy... Doha's father. And I'm pretty sure she eventually killed him. Maybe to save Doha.

[ilostthingss]

He can't be this dumb

One thing I really vibed with in this Webtoon is how Rowoon is kinda slow at catching feelings but when he finally realized he’s in love with Kang Doha, he was like "I’m all in!" Even when she tried to manipulate him saying it’s just cause she’s his advisor or whatever, he wasn’t havin' it. My man was like “nah I’m proving this is real love.” Major W!

The other characters tho… lowkey disappointing. They could’ve done way more with Izzy and Ha Theo. Like they really rushed things between them at the end and it just didn’t hit right for me. It’s giving mid.

But yo!! Sookyum is my fave for real!!! His dad forced him to get close to Izzy but when he knew he had no shot and started catching feelings for Doha, he didn’t get all salty when she turned him down. She was like “I’m not tryna date in school” and then boom, she ends up with Rowoon. And even tho sookyum still liked her, he took it like a champ. Dude didn’t throw a fit or anything. He even helped Rowoon and Doha get together! That’s some next-level maturity, not like those second leads who just won’t quit. He’s a whole green flag, no cap! 🥹🥹

But tbh this Webtoon wasn’t really my type overall. I didn’t feel super connected or emotional. The only part that really stood out was Ha Theo’s inferiority complex and his manipulation skills which were interesting but could’ve been so much better yk?

[fefrva]

atp my dad goes to doha like ots sg so he cant complain if i wanna go anywhere #gonnausethisagainsthim

[slytherinshua]

LOVEY IM SO KATE IK BUT THE BEW EPISODE OF MLL AHHHHHHHH

He keeps getting more and more fine i stg

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OTTER SKDJKSD

NO CAUSE WHY WAS HE SO BF IN THE NEW EP LIKE WHEN HE WAS HELPING SOLHEE FIND LUNI AND EVERYTHING I CANTTT 😭 AND HIM PROTECTING HER FROM JAECHAN EVEN THO HE WASNT GOING TO HARM HER LIKE SDKFJHSKD(*&@Y(RHFI&GYR*OQFHUDU HES SO BOYFRIEND STOPPP

i knew it was jaechan like i was so certain it was him since the early eps BUT IM LIKE KINDA UPSET AT DEUKCHAN??? its so complicated tho omg 😭😭😭 but deukchan was my number 2 😭😭 and bitch rly hid jaechan and lied to doha all these years 😭😭😭 I UNDERSTAND CAUSE ITS HIS BROTHER BUT DUDE UR BROTHER IS SO SHIT U DONT EVEN LIKE HIM WHY TF WOULD U DO THAT 💀

it was so satisfying to see doha's mom get screwed over 😍 also solhee reconnecting with her dad!! and her annoying ass mom not being able to demand money from her anymore >>>> (if she tries again even after all of this ill literally come for her)

and sdkjsk what else 😭 kangmin redemption low-key??? hes starting to grow on me again but still wtf kangmin in the back of my head 😭 but can we just appreciate how fine seo jihoon is...

HES JUST SO FINE I CANTTT and so boyfriend material honestly esp with glasses dskjsk hes such a cutie >>>