#high school rugby

[hierocherry]

bpwvr scribbles… y2k high school au @ the gardening club + infatuated by one another <3

[ y2k lw design/au inspo from @/luciidagoat on tiktok ]

[lesbianwyllravengard]

Not to sound like an ex-football player but what about a serennedy soccer au. They're on opposite teams btw

[6ebe]

I’ll be on tumblr posting abt sports yaoi or whatever then go hang out with my irls and one of my besties will casually mention one of her cousins just got signed to arsenal 😭😭

[malcolm-reeds-pineapple]

Scholarship app: anyone up to 30 can apply for this!

Me, aged 24: oh, cool!

Scholarship app: alright, write an essay about how you’re involved in your high school :)

Me, aged 24: uhhhhhhhhhhh………… sometimes I wear my rugby sweatshirt when I’m out of clean clothes? I’m friends with my modern history teacher on facebook? Idefk??

[jelixpo]

I’m honestly not even upset with your Headcanon of Luigi being a gay man because looking back at it…It makes a bucket load of sense, like his interactions with Prince Peasley, him and Morty in Luigis mansion 3, I can go on! I’m by no means hating on anyone who ships Luigi x Daisy but come on your telling me this man is not at least a little into men??? LIKE HES NOT EVEN TRYING TO HIDE IT. 😂

exactly! Thank you for giving credit to my headcannons lol

this man is as straight as a twisty straw shaped like glasses and he wears them with pride

[1mnobodywhoareyou]

little detail that I absolutely LOVE in Heartstopper S1:

So. Red Vs Blue rugby match at sports day, right? But... their rugby team doesn't even have ONE extra player for league play? HOW?

I love so much that they thought of this because going into the scene even the very first time, I'm like... "are they going to do 7s?"

And they do.

They could have just pretended. Because wtf even is continuity? But they solve the problem. And I know it's SO SMALL and most people won't notice but I DID! And I love it.

That is all.

[geoffwhaley]

Book 1,027: Heartstopper, Vol. 5 (Hearstopper #5) - Alice Oseman

Where do I even start with this series. I’ve read the first four volumes multiple times. With each new release I hold my breath and cross my fingers that Oseman doesn’t somehow pull the rug out from under us. She definitely didn’t this time, it’s just more unadulterated queer joy and I am here for it. In Volume 5, Nick and Charlie have to come to terms with the fact that Nick is wrapping up…

[fandoms-my-fandoms]

Imagine being the absolute epitome of soul mates.

Like, imagine when people are asked to describe soul mates in just a few sentences or phrases, they literally use you and your partner.

Could never be me.

Yes I’m talking about Nick and Charlie. Who tf else would I be talking about. I bring this up because I’m thinking about their novella a little extra today.

For context, while Charlie and Nick are on their break (that they absolutely do NOT WANT TO BE ON), Nick and Sai are playing video games toward the end of their two week break and Nick tells Sai that he and charlie broke up and Sai is just not having it. Sai asks Nick if Charlie actually said the words “I want to break up with you” or vice versa. And Nick is like “no.” Then Sai and Nick talk about the situation further. Nick says something along the lines of “oh my relationship is pretty boring, that’s why he doesn’t want to be together anymore.” And Sai is still not having it and finally tells Nick that everyone who has ever met Charlie and Nick describes them as soul mates. They describe Nick and Charlie as they are the perfect example of what love is.

Ngl, it’s been a second since I’ve reread Nick and Charlie, but I remember that book so heavily because it was so sad throughout the entire thing until Nick and Charlie talked and made up at the end.

Thank you for listening to my Ted Talk.

[simbasomba]

I love these stupid lesbians

[cosmicdorito]

h𝕖 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕞𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕣𝕦𝕘𝕓𝕪 𝕡𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕖, 𝕥𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕦𝕜𝕦𝕝𝕖𝕝𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕. h𝕖'𝕕 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕦𝕡 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕒𝕪, 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕠𝕞 𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕨𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖. h𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣, 𝕜𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕒𝕤. i 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕦𝕤𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕡𝕒𝕪 𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. i 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕖𝕝𝕕, 𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕝𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕠𝕡𝕝𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕠 𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕞𝕪 𝕗𝕣𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤. y𝕖𝕥 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 i 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥. i'𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕠𝕞 𝕟𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕪 𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕖.

[partybarty]

I love sports where the coach can get fouled or carded.

[afrotumble]

What a play. South African schools rugby.

[faline-cat444]

How is this one supposed to work?

[sir-sanguinus]

Somehow got 4 :)

[lifewithaview]

 Kit Connor and Joe Locke in Heartstopper (2022) Meet

S1E1

After Christmas, a new term begins at Truham Boys School. While suffering an unsatisfying closeted relationship with fellow student Ben Hope, Charlie Spring finds himself smitten with Nick Nelson, a one-year-older rugby player whom he is seated next to. Nick notices Charlie's above average natural speed in gym class and invites the lean, non-athletic boy to join the rugby team. Charlie's friends worry that it's just another "silly crush" on another guy who's nice to him.

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bulk

capt. john price

cw: smut/pwp, rugby au, rugby player!price, age gap (20s/40s), size difference/kink, rough sex, doggy style, headlock (slight choking), dirty talk & degrading language, breeding kink, is this ticking off boxes for anyone?

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john price was a big man. almost ten years playing professional rugby for the english team, he had bulked up since his early years on the team.  thick muscle and a nice softness over top. he was strong, able to carry all the groceries inside of your shared flat and also get his hulking frame across the field with ball in hand. he was also hairy, patches of hair across his chest down to his belly, didn't mention all the pubic hair between his legs. it obscured a lot of his tattoos that he had gotten over the years, like your name over his heart and his jersey number at his thigh (you knew you'd get too hot if you thought about his thighs too much).  you once told him, with your tongue loose with alcohol that it was the ideal male body. that these ‘dehydrated poor excuses of men’ needed to drink water and eat some carbs. 

price was a man's man. you knew the first time you fucked him, that you'd never ever fuck with those limp dicked boys at your university. you got addicted to the feeling of a real man, one who know exactly how to make your eyes roll back and your tongue hang out, panting heavily like a good bitch you were.

post-game price was your favourite shade of john price. you could feel his electricity while in the passenger seat of the car after the match. when he pulled out of the parking lot, he placed his large hand on your thigh. he played with the edge of your skirt and kept his eyes on the road. you could tell that the wheels in his head were turning. 

  “honey?”

  “been thinkin', love.” he said as his fingers edged up your skirt a little more. like he was a teen boy rather than a forty year old man. he was teasing you, knowing that there would be no way you could both fuck in the back of his car. even it was an expensive vehicle, it would be a tight fit for such a large man and his smaller wife. 

you looked at him and said, “never a good thing for a man to think.” you giggled then yelped when he gripped your thigh suddenly. 

he chuckled a little as he continued to drive, “thinkin' about makin' a baby.” he licked his top lip, “i ain't gettin' any younger, love. and you're almost done school, so i think it's high time we start makin' a family.” his words were honey in your brain. it made you squirm. your much bigger, much older husband was asking for you to make a baby with him. 

  “someone's got baby fever.” you giggled as you placed your hand over his. the air of the car grew warmer, which made price open the window a little.  you squeaked a little bit when he gripped you harder. you felt your heart rate pick up at the feeling of his large hands on you.

he chuckled a little, as he looked at you briefly while at a stop light. he leaned in to kiss you, “of course. part of me's been thinkin' about you walking across the stage at your graduation with my little brat in your belly.” then looked back to start driving again. 

you rubbed your thighs together and felt wet at your core. you couldn't deny your husband, plus you had been subject to baby fever as well. maybe it was your body screaming for your lover. to have a part of him in you. and it wasn't like you two were being the most safe, so accidents could've happened. once back at your flat, you weren't in your clothes for long. 

price had practically ripped your skirt off of you and those large paws he called hands were groping at your plush ass with his lips on your neck.  you could feel his hard cock inside of his white briefs. the pre cum leaked through the fabric as he humped against you. he said in a heated tone, “i need it. i need her.” while made you moan then try to get your bra and panties off. you felt the heat rising in your skin, it was painfully hot for you. it excited you in ways that left you feeling hot all over. 

  “how badly, honey?”

he pulled you right up against him, his clothed cock digging into your abdomen, “more than anythin'. i need ‘er.  i need ’er stuff full. want it to smell like me for months. and if it doesn't, i'll just fill 'er up again.” he slapped your ass and watched you moan with your back arched. he groped the cheek one last time before he took his naked wife to the bedroom. 

his clothes were tossed to the side too, the t-shirt from the rugby league and basketball shorts. once everything was off, you admired your lover for a long moment. seeing all the heft and hair on him. his body that was so strong that he could easily crush you in his bicep or between his thighs. it made your core throb as you got into bed. 

  “nah, nah.” price said as he got onto the bed and grabbed your hips, “i need a deeper angle, somethin' to really show her i love you.” then patted your pussy before he gripped onto your hips once more and turned you onto your stomach. he then angled your hips up then dragged a finger across your achy slit. he chuckled, “there she is.” then leaned in to give your slick cunt a little blow, watching your hole flutter.

  “mmm please, honey.” you arched your back as you felt your husband so close to you. your hulking husband who only hours earlier was running across the field, fighting his way through the other team. his strong legs carried him and you were sitting in the stands with your thighs pressed together with need. 

price replied, “i know, i know. i know you need me” he rubbed his achy cock up against your slit, “always so good for me. knew for the moment i met ya that i wanted ya for the rest of my days.” there was an age gap between you two, but in all fairness, it turned you on even more. knowing that this handsome older man wanted to make sure that his cock was buried in you. 

when he pressed into you, your back arched. you gasped heavily into the covers as he lifted your hips further to get a better angle to sink into you. he laid over top of you, his fuzzy body up against your back. he pressed his weight onto you and kept that heavy cock of his snug inside of you. you groaned loudly, muffled by the pillows under your head. 

  “honey.” you whined as you felt the ache of his cock so deep in you. 

he got one of his hefty arms around your throat, keeping you further pinned against the bed. it wasn't hard enough to choke the lights out of ou. but enough to have pressure that made your head swim. it all felt so good and just just started. your voice was strained when price started to rut against you. his pace wasn't fast like a young stallion, but they were hard. every thrust of his hips were lazily slow but hit the back of your pussy perfectly. his cock had a thickness to it, you had carried rolls of ground beef that weighed less than his cock. not to mention the forest of pubic hair anf his breeder balls. he was a perfect man, body and all. he  took you so well. 

  “she likes me.” he said, “your pretty cunt. i bet you were thinkin' about me on the field. all dirty and roughed up, yeah. bet you wished i fucked ya right in the locker room. let the boys hear how i make my girl feel. bruise that poor pussy of yours.” he said, words hot in your heat. it made sweat settle over you.

you whimpered a little against the covers, “please, john. ah!”

he continued to fuck you, his pace was aggressive and it made you see stars. his arm was still around your throat and you could feel your pulse in your jaw. he left messy kisses on your face, leaving your cheek wet. you whimpered and clenched around his cock which only made him fuck you harder. you were such a good little wife for him. being so good to your man while he wrecked your sweet little hole. 

  "honey! please! you whimpered as you arched your back, but didn't get far due to the impressive size of your lover. you felt pinned under him, his strength. you gasped out another noise as the blunt head of his cock kept bullying your sweet insides. letting it make a huge mess of you, his cock was soaked in your wetness. it dripped down his hairy balls. he loved making his girl feel good. 

he continued to kiss your face, not quite getting your lips. his facial hair brushed against your heated skin and made you over sensitive. his mouth kept running as he kept moving. he felt hot all over, like a heat in his gut as he battered your sweet insides, “my perfect woman.  know how to take me so well. meant to take me. givin' me the privilege to make you a mama. ya like that? showin' up to uni with a little extra next semester. my dutiful little wife. keepin' up her studies while she nursing my babe.” he chuckled as he continued to keep that pussy of yours nice and filled. 

you gasped and moaned into the covers. you could be as loud as you wanted, you were in the safety of your bedroom as price rutted against you. your body was sweaty and your head was swimming. it was so painfully erotic, you felt hot all over. your heart thumped in your chest with a heavy beat as price kept moving against you. 

  “you're lucky you have the ring already. if your classmates saw you with a nice round middle, they might have gotten the wrong idea about you. that you're a dirty slag who can't keep her legs closed.” he chuckled as he licked down the sweat on the side of your neck, “dirty bird. but it's alright, we're married. you're my wife. mrs. jonathan price. about time you got a little one in your belly.” he pressed further into you and it made your head spin. his cock felt like it was pressing into your stomach. 

  “i love you.” you panted.

he finally kissed your lips, or at least the corner as he tightened his hold around your throat, “i love ya too, sweet thing. lettin' my cock bully your sweet insides. made for me, all of me. don't worry, be keepin' that womb warm for a long time. hope ya like 'em big, price boys can be a handful.” he laughed as he kissed the back of your neck. 

he was fully crowded in your space as he worked your sweet pussy. you barely had time to think before you felt the flash of orgasm through your body. it was like being engulfed in a quick heat while your body tensed up and your mind went blank. your pussy drooling on his cock, beckoning him to finish inside of you. 

a good husband always finishes in his wife. 

with a few more heavy thrusts against your limp body price finished inside of you. he pushed his cock all the way inside of you and made sure that your hips were at an angle that made it easier for you to get pregnant. he clutched onto you as he slowed down to a stop. your eyes rolled back a little as he pulled out. the loss of pressure made you whine. you weren't able to form any proper thoughts, your tongue felt heavy in your mouth as your husband rolled you onto your back and kissed you deeply on the lips. 

no need to think, mrs. price. let your rugby playing husband do all the decision making. <3