#let's win it for Juan

[dinosaurwithablog]

Gerrit Cole gets a 1,2,3 inning after striking out Shohei Otani!! The announcers said that these two teams are the two best teams who ever faced off in the World Series, and I believe them. These are incredible athletes!! This is gonna be so much fun to watch. I hope that the Yankees win tonight for Juan Soto's birthday 🎂 🥳 🎉 🎈 🎁 🎊 LET'S GO YANKEES!!!!!

[aybaybader]

POSTSEASON!!!

[raddestrose]

NOOOOOOOOO

SHE SO HAD THAT IN THE BAG

Oh evil glasses man younasked for it

[apollosdaydreams]

Viva Las Vegas!

Max Verstappen x Reader

Warnings: smut 18+, dom! Max, Sub! Reader, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), swearing. Sorry if the Dutch is wrong I used a translator.

Author's note: I'm still pretty new to writing smut, so I hope this came out fine!

Summary: after Max won his fourth world championship joining Juan Manusel Fangio, Alain Prost, Michael Schumacher, Sebastian Vettel and Lewis Hamilton. Meaning you and Max have a long night of celebrating this incredible win.

Max and you stumbled into your shared hotel room, Max pushed you up against the door, one hand on your hip while the other locked the door behind you. Kissing his neck while playing with the ends of his hair close to his neck, he groaned, pushing his hips harder on to yours.

“Wees geen plagerij” he growled in your ear. “Jump..” he whispered.

(Don’t be a tease)

You jumped slightly, your legs wrapping around his waist, his hands coming to hold you up by your ass. Walking over to the bed so he could lay you down on it. You made your way up to the pillows, looking up at Max with a smile.

“You're being slow Max.” You whined.

He cocked an eyebrow. “Me? Slow? I’ll show you slow sweetheart.” he breathed. He then went for the button of your shorts, unbuttoning them and pulling down the zipper, slowly he pulled down your shorts. Making his way back up to you he kissed your soft thighs, getting closer and closer to where you wanted him the most. He skipped over where you wanted him the most, pushing up your top and kissing your stomach, lifting your shirt over your head.

You whined. “Please, Max, please I need you.” You begged, grinding your hips up into his, chasing a release.

Max couldn't help but let out a small laugh. “Begging for it now, needy little thing.” He whispered into your ear, moving down to kiss your neck. Reaching behind you to unclasp your bra, and throwing it somewhere in the room, kissing down your stomach, he stopped right above your painty line. Looking up at you and smiling, then reaching up to take it off. You lifted your hips to help him take off your painties.

“So fucking needy liefde….” Max whispered.

(love)

“Shut the fuck up and fuck me Verstappen…”

“Don’t need to tell me twice.” Max said while quickly pulling down his jeans and boxers, and unbuttoning his white shirt, throwing it with the other articles of clothes that were now thrown about the room.

Max then flipped you over, so Max was laying on the bed and you were on top of him. His hands holding your hips, you slightly moved upwards and Max grabbed his cock to help you line it up with you. You slowly sank down on him, moaning as you did. Max couldn't help himself but moan with you, grabbing your hips harder.

“Oh god, y/n, you feel so good….” He moaned out, his head leaning back on to the pillows behind him, and closing his eyes. You then began to bounce on his lap, setting the pace, Max then began to help you, gripping your hips and moving you up and down. You moaned.

“Oh.. max, please, i- please…” you said, not really knowing what you were saying please for.

“Please what?” he said cockly, still moving you up and down against him.

“Harder, I- I need harder, please Max…” you whispered.

Max growled slowly, flipping you back so you were laying on the bed. He then began to fuck you harder, one hand on the bes next to your head, while the other was now on your clit.

Max’s pace never slowed, I guess being a high performance athlete helped.

“Max…. I'm close… dont stop, please don't stop.” you begged.

“Hmmm I'm close, too liefde.” He whispered into your ear, still never slowing down his pace.

You could feel your lower stomach begin to tighten. Mumbling something incorrectly, but max didn't care, all he cared about was making you feel good, and making you cum before himself. You then felt the knot in your stomach become undone, moaning out Max’s name as you came. Almost getting no time to breathe as Max finished right after you. He fell down next to you, both of you breathing heavily.

“God i fucking love you y/n.” He said, begging to kiss the side of your neck.

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You woke up to the sun peaking through the window, you slowly opened your eyes, to see that Max was still asleep behind you, his arm laying over you. You let out a long breath enjoying the quiet morning, but you couldn't help but feel the small ache between your legs, from last night's activities. Before you know it Max had woken up, kissing the skin on the back of your neck.

“Good morning schatje…”

(sweetheart)

“Morning Max…” you mumbled as you turned around so your face could be in his chest.

Max couldn't help but chuckle. “So how many times did I make you cum last night?” He asked smugly.

You rolled your eyes. “”Four times, for each championship you won.” you said.

Max pulled you in closer. “I think I could make you cum 4 more times, don't you think?”

You laughed. “Yeah no, my pussy needs a break from your abuse.”

Max fake frowned at you. “Fine, I'll give you a short break, then make you cum four more times.” He said with a smile.

“God Max, you are so annoying. You said, rolling your eyes at the Dutch.

“But you love it.” He winked.

You smiled up at him. “I guess you're right.” You said kissing his lips. “I'm so proud of you Max…”

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[sthavoc]

hear me out bestie, an ex's to lovers. like enzo and his gf broke up for some reason but he is winning her back and not letting her go

☆ 🌃 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 | ENZO VOGRINCIC

𖥔 ࣪˖ pairing: enzo x fem!reader

𖥔 ࣪˖ summary: enzo and you have been broken up for almost a year now. the both of you hang out with the boys and you talk. he wants to win you back, and maybe he will.

𖥔 ࣪˖ warnings: beer. a few cuss words.

𖥔 ࣪˖ note: bestie ofccc!! thank you for the request and I hope you enjoy it!<3 also currently working on more requests so hang tight!! <3 juani and mati were a handful on this one lmao. hope I didn’t miss any grammar mistakes 🙏🏻.

“A ver, chicos ya por favor bájenle a la cerveza.” You grabbed Valentino’s and Juani’s can, but they immediately grabbed it off your hands again. “Ya es la media noche por Dios.”

“Ay no seas aguafiestas nena.” Juani took a long sip of his can as he looked at you, before he began to walk away.

“No, no es que sea aguafiestas Juan Caruso. Es que no tengo ganas de cuidar de nadie.” Your words were followed by a sarcastic smile while your eyes were set on Juani.

The boys and you found yourselves at a park near La Plaza. All of you had agreed to buy a pack of beers and just hang around the park. Though the boys lost count and were starting to get a little tipsy.

“Ay, ¡Es viernes! Se bebe.” Juani dragged the last syllable of his sentence. All of this before Matias spoke—

“Ay se me antojó una pizza ¿Y si vamos por una?” Even before you spoke, all the guys were already saying yes. You knew there was no point in saying no because there was not going to be a no for an answer. Plus a pizza wasn’t a bad idea.

Everyone walked to the nearest Pizzeria of where you were. The guys walked in front as you stayed behind and watched them goof around, doing silly little things. Your arms crossed over your chest as the wind hit you. You felt like the mom of the group right now.

“Dale que yo te ayudo si se descontrolan.” Enzo’s voice comes up behind you making you turn to look at him.

“Ay eso ayudaría. Gracias.” You sighed.

“No hay de que, son una carga. Lo se.” He winks jokingly making a laugh escape out of you.

There was a silence after that. Not peaceful but not graceless either. Like you yearned for to say something but you didn’t know if you should. Enzo felt the same way, but the dissimilarity was that he wanted to say something he just didn’t know what exactly. So he just went with the classic—

“¿Como estás? ¿Como te trata la vida?” His hands rested on the inside of his pockets. He didn’t know if he should mentally slap himself or not for asking that question.

“Pues bien. La verdad nada nuevo, más que cuidar de Blue.” Blue was your 3-year-old cat. Enzo had gotten him for you, for your 1 year anniversary. “¿Y tú?” You glanced at the guys before looking back at Enzo. “¿Como te sientes con tu nuevo estilo de vida?”

Enzo chuckled before he replied. “Pues me va bien. Las fans son-” He puffs out a breath letting his hand drop towards his thigh. “Maravillosas. Los eventos, increíbles.”

To you, it seemed like Enzo was doing amazing. You were proud, there was no doubt about that. “Me da gusto escuchar eso. Estoy orgullosa de ti Enzo.”

“Gracias, nena.” A soft smile crept on Enzo’s lips after his sentence. The both of you walked and walked behind the guys. When he felt like saying something again, Matias spoke—

“Dale pelotudo dame la plata.” He jokingly pushed Juani who just shook his head and picked his hand up in the air. “Como queres que pague ¿ah?”

“Juani, ya dale el dinero a Matías.” You sighed, walking over towards the two of them. You had arrived at the Pizzeria, Juani just had to give Matias the money to go order and pay.

“Ay ya que es joda.” He dragged the last syllable before giving the money to Matias who snatched the bills from his hand.

While Matias went inside and ordered the pizza, you and Enzo stayed with the rest trying to settle them down and avoid any trouble. You had both clutch’s on Esteban and Juani while Enzo had Blas and Agustin (Lain). Valentino had ended up going with Matias. The walk back after the guys came back with the pizza was the same as the walk towards it. Except this time Matias kept putting the pizza box above his head all because Juani wanted a piece.

“Me van a matar.” You sighed as you watched them sit down on the grass with pizza in the middle. You shivered as you felt the breeze of the night whistle on the back of your neck. It sent a wave of shivers through your whole body creating goosebumps.

“Toma, nena.” Enzo came up to you with his jacket in his hand. He noticed you struggling with the cold. This man was like your guardian angel.

“No, estoy bien. Gracias.” Your words made Enzo roll his eyes. He had a feeling you would say no.

“Dale, tenes frío. Toma.” He pressed, extending his hand out even more. This time you accepted and grabbed the jacket off his hand.

“Gracias. Ni cómo pagarte el favor.” A chuckle leaves your lips while a sigh of warmth follows, as you feel the warm heat cover your upper body.

Enzo smiled when he saw you with his jacket on. It had been a long time since the last time he ever did. He didn’t even realized he missed it. Though he did get an idea—

“Déjame que te invite a cenar.”

You looked at him with a smile as your hands rested on the inside of the pockets. You knew what he was trying to do.

“¿Me diste la chaqueta para poder preguntarme esto verdad?” A slight smile carved on your lips, and shortly one did on Enzo’s as well.

“Ya, me vas a decir que no funcionó.” He wanted you to say yes, and he knew it was not going to be easy. His eyes stayed on you as you shook your head still with your smile on. You were gonna answer when Juani called your name— you’ve got to be kidding me. Enzo thought.

“Dale T/N, vengan pa’ acá. ¿Qué hacen allá?” Juani hollered waving for the both of you. “Háganle que se acaba la pizza.”

You and Enzo walked towards the circle as they made space for the both of you. The boys had already eaten, and some still were. Others were on their second round, while you and Enzo barely started.

“Dale pero no seas puerco salame.” Matías pushed Juani’s head towards the side as he watched how the curly head stuck a whole slice of pizza in his mouth, almost choking.

These two were a mess.

After you finished your pizza you had a few sips of your beer and still tried to calm down anything the boys would be doing. For a moment you got on your phone to check the time and realized it was 1:30 a.m. Until from the corner of your eye, you caught a glance of Enzo sitting next to you.

“¿Entonces?” He darted. His hands rested on his knees that he somewhat was hugging.

“¿Entonces?” You repeated, but knowing what he meant. You wanted to see how long it would take for him to keep asking you.

He sighed with a shake of the head and a smile. “¿Me vas a dejar que te invite a cenar?”

Even though Enzo and you had been broken up for almost a year now, you somehow always felt like there was still a spark left inside your heart for him. Perhaps in the moment of your breakup, you felt like it was all gone. But maybe he was starting to dig deeper into your heart and he was beginning to pull the spark again. Though if he was going to ask you out again you were not going to make it easy for him. You were going to give him the same hard time you did as the first time he asked you.

“Mmm, no lo sé. ¿Será que puedes?” Your words made his eyes glow even more than the dimmed light from the street. His lips let out a chuckle.

“Has lo que quieras. Pero voy a robar tu corazón de nuevo, chiquita.” He smirked. His words with a more serious but yet playful tone.

Your lips pressed together trying not to smile. “Ya te quiero ver intentarlo.” He didn’t even know he was already starting to. But you also didn’t want to give him the privilege of knowing he still had a sort of effect on you.

“Te di mi campera. Eso debe de contar.” He motions towards his jacket that you are wearing, with a raise of eyebrows. You beamed down at it before you skimmed back at him and said—

“Oh, vas a tener que esforzarte más, Vogrincic.”

His eyes looked at you with the most sincere look his eyes could possibly give. You could get lost in them forever.

“Si me dejas-” His voice cut off as he heard a scream from one of the boys making him sigh before he tried again. “Si me dejas, te juro que esta vez no te suelto.”

Enzo was determined to do whatever he had to do to get you back. If he had to move the oceans for you, he was certain he would.

just for you.

And that was another reason for you to start giving him a second chance to win your heart again.

[batbabydamian]

DC September 2024 Solicitations - Comics Featuring Damian! 🦇

THE BOY WONDER #5 of 5

9/4/24

Written by Juni Ba

Art and Cover by Juni Ba

Variant Cover: Lea Murawiec

The Robins have united to battle their way out of the stronghold of the Demon’s Head, but Damian cutting his family ties to Ra’s al Ghul isn’t just a matter of punching his way through ninjas. Could this fairy tale possibly have a happy ending? Or is the story of Damian Wayne an inescapable tragedy?

TRINITY SPECIAL: WORLD’S FINEST

9/4/24 

Written by Tom King

Art by Belen Ortega

Cover by Daniel Sampere

Variant covers: Belen Ortega, Chrissie Zullo (1:25), Saowee (1:50)

The world’s finest heroes of tomorrow are back for more! The daughter of Wonder Woman and the Super Sons return for more stories filled with laughs, action and awe-inspiring adventure. Can Lizzie survive Darkseid and his terrifying math? Will an innocent trip to the past for homework change the future? Are Damian and Jon’s barks worse than their bite? Find out in this collection of the latest back-up stories from the hit WONDER WOMAN series!

BATMAN AND ROBIN #13

9/11/24

Written by Joshua Williamson

Art by Juan Ferreyra

Cover by Simone Di Meo

Variant covers: Travis Mercer, Christian Ward (1:25)

Batman, Robin, and Bane must escape Dinosaur Island. But they are not alone! A dangerous presence has taken over and won’t let anyone leave the island alive! Can the father and son dynamic duo return to Gotham or will this be their last adventure together?!

DC VS. VAMPIRES: WORLD WAR V #2

9/11/24

Written by Matthew Rosenburg

Art and cover by Otto Schmidt

Variant Covers: Daniele Di Nicuolo (1:25), Caspar Wijngaard, Lucio Parrillo

The peace between vampires and heroes is wearing thin. Lois Lane will try and negotiate a way to maintain a truce, but with Damian’s relentless attacks on the vampire queen and her armies, the only thing that might be able to bring them together is a…Miracle.

*Bruno Redondo Variant Cover C appearance + chance of interior feature

NIGHTWING #118

9/18/24

Written by Tom Taylor

Art and cover by Bruno Redondo

Variant Covers: Bruno Redondo, Jamal Campbell, Tirso, Nicola Scott, Serg Acuna (1:25)

Embark on an exhilarating journey through the streets of Blüdhaven as we bid a heartfelt farewell to the dynamic duo of Tom Taylor and Bruno Redondo in the epic conclusion to their award-winning run. With Nightwing’s fear of heights overcome, he returns to Blüdhaven for one final face-off with Heartless and Tony Zucco. It’s the battle you’ve all been waiting for! And if we’ve learned anything from Nightwing these last couple of years, we know he never has to do it alone. One thing’s for certain though: Blüdhaven will never be the same after this!

WONDER WOMAN #13

9/18/24

Written by Tom King

Art and Cover by Tony S. Daniel

Variant Covers: Gleb Melnikov (1:25), Stanley "Artgerm" Lau, Phil Jimenez, Nicola Scott

ABSOLUTE POWER TIE-IN! Gamorra found! Wonder Woman and Robin have finally located Amanda Waller’s super jail holding the powerless heroes they once fought alongside. Can the new dynamic duo break them out before they become trapped themselves? An undercover ally may hold the key to everything!

ROBIN: SON OF BATMAN BY PATRICK GLEASON: THE DELUXE EDITION

11/5/24

Written by Patrick Gleason and Ray Fawkes

Art by Patrick Gleason, Scott Mcdaniel, Mick Gray, and others

Cover by Patrick Gleason

Damian Wayne died. But like most members of the al Ghul family, he didn’t stay dead. Now that he’s back and done some soul-searching, Damian has decided he has a lot to make up for—but he won’t have to do it alone. With a young assassin named Nobody and a gargantuan dragon bat named Goliath in tow, Damian’s year of atonement will take him across the globe and reunite him with friends, foes, and his own complicated family as he seeks to prove to everyone—himself, especially—that he is a worthy member of the Bat-Family. This deluxe edition features a brand-new cover by writer/artist Patrick Gleason, development sketches, and tons more behind-the-scenes material! Collecting DC Sneak Peek: Robin: Son of Batman #1, and Robin: Son of Batman #1-13.

[umadosedepascal]

W I N N E R | Pedro Pascal X f!reader | PART VIII

Written by Santa Trindade

Banner by @missyorkswhore

Made in Brazil

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x f!reader

Summary: You couldn’t attend SAG awards but Pedro meets you late in the night to celebrate.

wc: 2.9k

rating/warnings: [a little drunk] [one spit][take a shower together][ride on thigh][Pedro begging in Spanish][little fluffy][Smut][unprotected PIV][oral sex m/f]

a/n: This was kind of a request. Enjoy whoever asked us for it! And sorry if there’s any mistakes on our English.Pedro was freaking HOT that night MY GOSH!Consider commenting and reblogging if you like it!

Its been a busy beginning of the year, Pedro has a lot of work going on and you as well.

You can barely see each other but when there's an opportunity to meet you just jump on it by him invinting you or just to be there at the same event.

When he won the People's Choice Award you just had to call him congratulating for the winning, and while you were talking he told you he was going to fly back to LA for SAG awards and really wanted to see you before come back to Canada.

That news made your day, and you had a good feeling that he was going for good.

Unfortunatelly you couldnt attend the award not even the after party for other reasons but you kept texting insanely each other during the event.

Pedro P: Hey honey, I'm already here. drinking some Casamigos with awesome people, wish you were here...

You: It's ok babe, have fun tonite! I bet you going to win and we can celebrate later..

Pedro P: Not sure, my dear. Kieran is taking them all 🥲 can't wait to see you later tonite.

You are laying on your couch with pajamas watching the award and his category comes up with an surprisingly announcement. Pedro wins, you start screaming on your apartment like your team scored on final championship.

DAMN, you are so proud of him and turn up the volume just to hear his speech loud and clear. Well, wasn't one of the best ones but you swirl your glass of wine bitting your bottom lip while he is saying he is a bit drunk and tear up with him as he mention how important this is for himself.

You realize is time to get ready to meet him, you let the TV on while going to take a shower and hear he's back live with Tan on backstage interview. It looked like more shenanigans than possible. The moment you hear him saying he would make out with Kieran and this is his revenge you automatically raise your phone for a sassiest nude pic and send him..

You: So, you want to make out with me or him? 🤣

You know he is buzzed and feeling the moment and know his not going to reply so soon but still piss and laughing at the same time.

After a couple hours you get a message

Pedro P: Mine or yours?

You: Inside me

Pedro P: This is what I wanted to. I will be there in 20.

You: Come to me Don Juan

Pedro P: haha 🤣

It's 1:30 am and you debating with your sleep just to keep yourself awake and see that Chilean Don Juan appear in front of your door. To keep it up you still drinking and looking at the app because he always share his location with you. Not to bother, you just wait with patience and see its moving faster. Means that he is coming towards your place. Your heart starts to accelerate and definitely you cannot wait to see him holding that heavy award on his hands..

You live in a quiet neighbour in West Hollywood, nothing happens like the crazyness on the other side. You sit in front of your door wearing a comfy robe when his car approaches the street.

"MAMA I WON!" He screams while getting off the car

You are like "SSSSH Pedro! It's 2 in the morning..😂"

Pedro holds you leading you back to your house and closing the door behind him.

"I'm so proud of you, even you saying those things on live TV, you were so funny, light and emotional. Can you believe I cried when you got on that stage saying anything but everything?"

"Yeah I, I, I was drunk babe..haha"

He leaves his award carefully by the door on the floor and when he comes back up to you his hands are already on your thighs sliding up giving you shivers and taking off your robe for good. Pedro holds the back of your neck while licking on it tracing a pat to your right ear saying "I win twice tonite huh..”

He grabs your hand and make you feel his hardon throught his pants, you let out a soft moan and rub your hands harshly on him, your mouths meet each other in a sloppy wet kiss. You can feel the taste of tequila and his tongue is tender and he is gentle on you.

You keep on your toes and whisper in his ear "are you sure this is all for me? Isn't it for Kieran or the other thousand people you wee flirting P?"

Pedro looks at you, those brown eyes getting darker, he raises an eyebrow and moves away from you, your heart beating faster when you see that man going to the middle of your living room.

Pedro stops and looks at you,

"Do you really think my cock is hard like that because of anyone other than you and this tight pussy?"

Each word Pedro was saying, he was opening a button on his shirt, so slowly that you felt your legs soften with every inch of skin that was emerging in front of you.

"Eyes on my dear, tell me, do you know how hard I got when I saw that pic you’ve sent me? How did I have to disguise it by holding my award?"

The last button is undone and Pedro takes his clothes off quickly now just on his undies. He sits in the sofa, legs open, he pops out a cigarette, you face him petrified, the way Pedro takes your living room, how this room seems ten times smaller and warmer with him there.

Pedro lights up the cigarette and drags it slowly, his head falling on the back of the sofa.

"Come here mama" he pats his left thigh twice. The view of him with the cigarette hanging on his lips, shirtless, the slightly reddish skin, the curls on his forehead, and those eyes that look like a burning brown sea drives you crazy.

You sigh, approach and ride on his left thigh.

You take the cigarette out of his mouth, take a drag and land on the ashtray.

While making sudden movements on his thigh you hold his jaw squeezing his cheeks and say "so, it means we have a winner here..." putting two fingers in his mouth, he sucks them and say softly.. "go down, I want to see how wet you are for me" you obey with a peck on his lips.

Sliding down your left hand through his hot chest giving a quick pass through the bulge over his boxers. the feeling is very hot and pleasurable..moving the fabric away from your panties you dip one finger only and move back into his mouth.

He opens his mouth slowly giving permission for you to pass on his lips and that was enough for him to hold the edges of your panties and strip down making you get up quickly and get rid of it.

Sitting back again on his thigh and making more abrupt movements and wetting him completely, a feeling of drowning, a smell of sex and expensive perfume with the taste of tequila coming from that mouth.

Pedro guides your hand to his cock and asks with some difficulty to caress him the way he likes it.

You drag your nails through the contour of his cock, the wet fabric of pre cum shows how Pedro is looking forward to you. You stroke his thighs, going up and down slowly, feeling how his skin chills, how his stomach contracts when your fingers get close to his cock.

You take back the cigarette and drag looking at him, your head falling to the side, watching how he seems lost and anxious.

“You look so beautiful kneeling to me," Pedro says taking the cigarette off your fingers.

Biting your lip you hold the sides of his undies, Pedro raises his hips helping you, the fabric going down his legs, you throw it to the floor.

Pedro holds his throbbing cock with his right hand, uncut, thick and veiny with a swolen red head looking like a huge strawberry, he makes movements up and down.

"Déjame sentir esa boca mama. Please" he says with half close eyes and husky voice.

You approach and hold his cock over his hand, squeezing and feeling how he pulsates. You lick the wet tip of pre cum, looking into his eyes you slowly suck only the tip, Pedro takes his hand off the cock and holds the armchair stroking it, cursing softly while you lick and teases him with your tongue.

"You're so hot, I've been wishing to suck you all night" before Pedro can answer you put his cock in your mouth, feeling the tip hit your throat, you feel him pulsating on your tongue, the bittersweet taste of the pre cum invading your throat. Pedro runs his hand in your hair, moving in circles encouraging you to swallow more, you choke but don't take him out of your mouth.

"Shit! I love it when you do that. Don't stop!"

You look into his eyes, Pedro wiping the tear that accumulates in the corner of your eyes. You take him out of your mouth just to jack him off while sucking his balls, Pedro throws his head back and moans loudly, no caring if anyone will hear him.

"Gosh! You're going to kill me"

You go up with your tongue licking his length, until you reach the tip you swallow it again feeling Pedro grabbing your hair tightly, guiding how he wants to fuck your mouth.

"Por favor…”

You feel that Pedro is about to cum in your mouth, with a pop you let it go and ask looking up at him "will there be a second round, babe?"

With his eyes closed and his mouth half open he nods a yes and you grab him again passing his tongue with more intensity on the frenum. He lets out a dense moan slightly squeezing the sides of your temple and arches his hip releasing jets of hot cum in your mouth. Pedro's moans get louder as you swallow his hot juice by sliding your nails on his thighs making him having goosebumps.

You get up and sit again on him facing front, caressing his graysh beard and kissing his neck and corner of mouth. He mouths a lazy smile biting his lower lip and says "I want more, I don't want it to end like this today without me satisfying you..."

Pedro looks at you from the corner of his eye, pointing to your bedroom.

“..taste you Ma’am..."

Lifting you up on his lap, you interlace your legs on his hip and he goes towards your bed throwing you into it and opening your legs with his knees.

He starts kissing your knees looking up at you, going down to your thighs alternating between each one licking and giving light nibbles, sometimes some bites that will leave you marks making you complain with pleasure "stop, Pedro"

"Stop?"

"No, no, keep going.." giggling.

This time Pedro went straight to the pot licking the sides of your folders, holding your hips pulling you to him so you can reach his curly hair, already messy and sweaty.

He fucks you with his tongue, grunting while smearing himself from you, you feel your pussy pinching with his beard constantly scrubbing against your skin. he alternates between licking, and sucking on your clit leaving on the edge.

"Cum to me babe, you're so delicious... I missed you"

You feel your pussy contract, squeezing, your stomach on fire, a hot numbness taking over your body. Pedro moans against your pussy while sucking on it, begging you to cum for him.

"Cum in my mouth cum in my whole face, babe"

Pedro spits onto your pussy, a long line of saliva while his eyes do not detach from yours. He fucks you with his tongue, his pretty aquiline nose poking your sensitive clit.

"Pedro! Sn't it!" You shout his name, cumming on his tongue, his hands squeezing you, snakeing your body, leaving scratches.

"Every day more delicious" Pedro crawls on top of you, finding your lips he kisses you, you feel his hard cock again against your thigh.

Pedro moves away kneeling on the edge of the bed, you don't even have time to assimilate before you feel him pull you by the ankles, causing your legs to curl around his waist.

Pedro holds his cock hard cock with his right hand and rubs the tip against your swollen clit, you moan when he slide the tip in your pussy.

"So fucking tight..ah”

He takes off and stimulate you again, and so he does one, two, three times teasing you.

"Please papi, fuck me…"

Pedro growls looking at you, he holds his cock by the base and push into you. You two moaning together, that little pain mixed with pleasure taking over your body, Pedro seems like a sex God, a fallen angel looking at your pussy while

fucking you deep, his lips half-open, the side vein of his neck pulsating, drops of sweat accumulating on his forehead...

Pedro grabs your waist, sitting on the bed and rolling you on top of him. He holds your ass making you rub on it, the feeling of his cock so deep in your pussy.

You lean on him, sinking your mouth into his sweaty neck while he already without forces slaps you in the cheeks holding firmly making you move up and down. with a low grun he lifts you slightly and fucks you even harder. the sound of skin to skin and his moans mix while he pumps you in order to reach his climax but you give in first leaving his cock wetter and slippery, making it escape more than once from inside you but he quickly guides his hard cock again inside until he grabs you tight on your waist and cums hot inside you saying cursed things. You quickly shut him up kissing him roughly.

The kiss turns sloppy, and decreases as your lungs fight for air.

Pedro kisses your jaw, his tongue passing through your neck, leaving a bite on your right shoulder. He lies on the bed, still with his dick inside you, he smiles as if he were high. You watch him, his eyes closed, the satisfied smile on his lips, the curls of his hair now completely wet with sweat.

You bend over and kiss his collarbone, raising your tongue to his neck, feeling the salty of his skin. Unique.

"Are you trying a third round?" He says opening only one eye and looking at you. You laugh coming out of him, immediately missing the feeling of his cock inside you.

"Come, take a shower with me"

The bath is relaxing, the warm water falling on you, Pedro kisses you while you pass the soap through his body, it is sensual and calm.

You tell him to turn around, passing the soap behind his back, leaving a kiss on the back of his newly operated shoulder, he laughs and turns to you, kissing your lips calmly, taking advantage of every inch of your mouth. It's so relaxing that you feel your muscles give way every time he hugs you next to his body.

While you talk and get dry, Pedro tells you about how he doesn't remember anything of the speech, that he was so nervous and happy that he just said what came to his mind, and blames himself for not having thanked more people.

"You made a beautiful speech, Pedro, I’m serious"

He smiles and holds your hand.

"Can I ask for something? Can you wear my shirt? From the minute Julie gave it to me, I imagined how beautiful you would look wearing it. Hah”

You smile at his request, nodding your head giving a quick kiss on his lips, you send him to bed and run to the living room. You just see chaos, clothes thrown on the floor, ashtray, glass of drink and TV on. You find the shirt on the couch, you put it on not wearing anything underneath, leaving the same amount of buttons open that he left during that night.

The moment you head to the room, he brought the trophy to the bedside table and catches your attention, you take it, looking at his name engraved, smiling, happy for him.

"Papi I’m a winner!" You mimic him when he told you in the early evening, raising the heavy trophy.

You walk slowly to the side of the bed, leaving the trophy on the bedside table. Pedro climbs his right hand down the back of your thigh, gently squeezing your ass, looking at you while his left hand plays with one of the buttons on the shirt.

"Jesus, you look so sexy! Much better than I imagined. Come here" Pedro whispers looking at you.

You know exactly what that look means. The night will really have no end.

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[crowlixcx]

Please god please HOW WAS MACBETH

Okay bestie lets get into it!! Obvs it's...literally Macbeth lol so I doubt i'm spoiling the plot for anyone here however if anyone reading this does have tickets and doesn't want to know anything about staging etc i suggest u avert your eyes now

Anon babes it was marvellous. David was so commanding?? he's built like a string bean but when he was up on stage he looked BIG and powerful. The character development was so nuanced, the descent into madness was manic and chaotic but eventually steady and calm - he literally snapped a little boys neck with his bare hands in the battle scene it was gruesome. I've seen one too many productions of Macbeth where its pretty much all pinned on Lady Macbeth being the brains behind the operation but it was very obvious from the start of this production that Macbeth had plenty of malicious thoughts and intentions of his own. He needed a little bit of convincing from LM but obviously your average person cannot be coerced into murder lol this man was out for blood from the START. Cush Jumbo was DIVINE and the perfect enabler, their chemistry was spicy and sensual and I loved it. They changed the script so that LM visits Lady MacDuff before the latter is murdered and its sooo good it makes Lady Macbeth so much more 3 dimensional rather than the usual evil witchy woman, it makes her human and Jumbo portrays her beautifully. It really was exciting for the production to be so intimate. The Donmar is a LOVELY black box theatre not many seats at all so you're very close to the action. This is my 5th time seeing DT on stage (prev. Much Ado About Nothing, Richard II, Don Juan in Soho & Good) and they've all been at big venues so it felt very different. The use of headphones was soooo good and it helped them keep the pace of the show (it was 1hr50 with no interval). Rather than dramatic asides like in the script the actors could whisper and it was RIGHT in your ear which made it feel very personal and dark like you were really in the character's heads. You never saw any of the visions (the dagger, the witches, banquo's ghost) which is how i always prefer it to be portrayed personally because you know... they're not actually there this man is just guilty AF and losing his grasp on reality!! But the sound effects they used in these moments were verrrry good and helped set the scene, lots of spooky music and sounds of screaming and whispering etc. And just generally through out the production you heard every. single. word. because of the headphones which was just delicious.

Final note because when u came into my inbox u were probably just expecting a simple 'yeah i really enjoyed it!!' and instead i've written a mini essay BUT in the battle scene at the end David really did win the award for most agile man in his 50s, he head-butt like 4 people and i was like...damn boy can u come over and fight me some time

[pablitogavii]

Care

Summary: Before Pablo, you were in a toxic and abusive relationship so when you two play fight, you flinch and Pablo notices immediately reminding you that he would always take care of you <33

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x Reader

Warnings: slight angst/ fluffy <3

"Amor! Give me the remote!" Pablo was trying to grab the remote from your hand repeatedly to play some boring football game but you were watching your favorite Telenovela.

"Not a chance! I need to see if Juan Carlos marries Ana in this episode!" you say hiding it behind your back with your eyes glued to the screen.

"Bebé sometimes I think you love Juan Carlos more than me!" Pablo whined and you chuckled at how easily your Sevillano gets jealous, even of fictional characters.

"I do have a particular weakness for Spaniards.." you start earning a glare from your boyfriend "but I also tend to fall for angry Barça midfielders" you finished earning a smirk as he moved to sit closer.

"Lindaaa" he rubbed his nose against yours and you blushed closing your eyes waiting for the kiss but instead he grabbed the remote from your hand switching the channel.

"Pablo!!" you whine this time you trying to steal a remote from his hands while straddling his lap making smirk but still keep the remote out of your reach.

"Give it back Gavira!!" you said while he chuckled whenever you would use his full name when you get angry.

"Try and get it nena" Pablo challenged with a smirk and you pouted trying to think how to win against him knowing how much stronger he was that you. Then you came up with an idea! Tickle war! He might me toned and muscular but he is ticklish like a baby!

When you started tickling him he started to move around bringing his hand forwards to stop you but that movement made you flinch instinctively which made him stop completely shocked that you just did that.

"Amor? Hey, you okay? I was just going to grab your hand..I would never actually hurt you..why did you flinch?" Pablo felt horrible seeing your eyes fill with years. You weren't upset at him or what he did knowing that Pablo would never lay a finger at you like that, but hating the fact that after so many years it was still affecting you.

"Um..I should..I should go..I'm sorry" you got off his lap feeling horrible that you couldn't still get over what happened to you in the past not wanting to bother Pablo with it.

"No..no..no..por favor..don't leave...I can't handle you being afraid of me..I..would never hurt you.." Pablo stood up as well careful to keep his distance as to not make you flinch again and you appreciated it very much. Not many people knew how to properly handle you in these kinds of situations.

"I'm not afraid of you cariño..it was just..um..an instinct" you admitted playing with the edge of your shirt while looking down at the floor sadly. You didn't want Pablo to think you are damaged so you haven't told him anything in the past few months that you were dating.

"Can I..hold you amorcito? Please?" Pablo asked not wanting to invade your personal space until he knew that's what you wanted and you nodded smiling as his arms wrapped around your waist and he pulled you to sit back down on the couch in between his legs rested against his toned chest.

"Tell your Pablito linda..I need to know about this" Pablo said and you sighed nodding your head knowing that he was right.

"My ex hit me one time..and ever since then I flinch when someone's hand moves towards my face..I'm sorry" you say feeling even more guilty now that you said it aloud.

"You have nothing to be sorry for nena..How could someone do something like that to you? You are the sweetest most precious girl I have ever met in my life..I'm so sorry mi anjo" his hand was in your hair as he stroked it gently while your head rested on his chest and you were focused on his heartbeat while tears spilled out your eyelids and down your cheeks.

"He was very jealous..wouldn't let me go out with my friends..and that nigh I went behind his back and he got very angry..." you said and Pablo kissed the top of your head as you looked up shattering his heart when he saw your tearful eyes sparkling sadly up at him.

"Is that why you asked me if you could wear that dress when we went out with Frankie and Mikky?" Pablo said and you nodded feeling little embarrassed but the way he asked felt judgement free and you were comfortable to be honest with him.

"I want you to listen to me now princesa. In this relationship, you can wear whatever you like, you can go out with your friends, you don't have to feel like you have to ask me what you are allowed to do..I trust you..and I love you..and I know you love me..and I will make sure not to do things that might trigger you to flinch and bring back those horrible memories now that I know about it.." Pablo speaking softly while caressing your face made your tears fall faster from how comforting his words were and how safe you finally felt with a man.

"I love you so much Pablo..thank you" you nuzzled into his neck counting to softly cry while he kissed the top of your head lovingly moving his hand softly up and down your back soothingly.

"I love you too nena..you are my special girl..and I want you to feel safe when your are with me" Pablo spoke and you looked up pecking his lips softly to which he smiled.

"I do feel safe..and I should have told you earlier. I just didn't want you to think I was demanded.." you admit and he kissed your nose and then your forehead.

"We are all a little damaged nena, that's because we are human..but this doesn't make you any less perfect in my eyes I promise..if anything I think you are so brave" Pablo said drying your tears while you cuddled up to him closer smiling to yourself.

He changed the channel back to your Telenovela sitting there watching it with you for the rest of the night while holding and kissing you from time to time just to assure you that he is still right there next to you..<3

Short but very important story for me..hope you like it <3

[billyjoelmutt]

United Universes Tour 2024!- We Didnt start the Fire!!

Dodger- “Oh somethings burning!! Burning!!!! Come on lets try to fight it!!!!�� 

The song then began!!!! And Dodger looked like he was ready to fight it!!! 

Dodger- Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio

Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom Brando, “The King and I” and “The Catcher in the Rye"Eisenhower, vaccine, England’s got a new queen Marciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye!!

We didn’t start the fire It was always burning Since the world’s been turning We didn’t start the fire No we didn’t light it But we tried to fight it

Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and Prokofiev Rockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc!

Roy Cohn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, Dacron Dien Bien Phu falls, “Rock Around the Clock"Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn’s got a winning team Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland

Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev Princess Grace, “Peyton Place”, trouble in the Suez!!

We didn’t start the fire It was always burning Since the world’s been turning We didn’t start the fire No we didn’t light it But we tried to fight it

Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, “Bridge on the River Kwai"Lebanon, Charlse de Gaulle, California baseball Starkweather, homicide, children of thalidomide

Buddy Holly, “Ben Hur”, space monkey, Mafia Hula hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-goU2, Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy Chubby Checker, “Psycho”, Belgians in the Congo

We didn’t start the fire It was always burning Since the world’s been turning We didn’t start the fire No we didn’t light it But we tried to fight it

Hemingway, Eichmann, “Stranger in a Strange Land” Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion"Lawrence of Arabia”, British Beatlemania Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson

Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex JFK, blown away, what else do I have to say?!!

We didn’t start the fire It was always burning Since the world’s been turning We didn’t start the fire No we didn’t light it But we tried to fight it!!!

Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, punk rock Begin, Reagan, Palestine, terror on the airline Ayatollah’s in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan"Wheel of Fortune”

, Sally Ride, heavy metal, suicide Foreign debts, homeless vets, AIDS, crack, Bernie Goetz Hypodermics on the shores, China’s under martial law Rock and roller cola wars, I can’t take it anymore!

We didn’t start the fire It was always burning Since the world’s been turning We didn’t start the fire But when we are gone Will it still burn on, and on, and on, and on

We didn’t start the fire!

Triple D-(It was always burning!! Since the world’s been turning!!) We didn’t start the fire No we didn’t light it But we tried to fight it

We didn’t start the fire It was always burning Since the world’s been turning We didn’t start the fire No we didn’t light it But we tried to fight it

Everyone was singing along!! Like crazy! the end was near but the energy is high!

(All credits to original creators! Video belongs to Edit Carrel on Youtube and all characters belong to there respected hosts!) 

(I must say this video is still awesome!!! :3 It never gets old! Thankyou! You know who you are!! :3)

@thelittlemermaidfan1989

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@goldmudder

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(Credits to Disney, the Beatles, JFK, MLP, Billy Joel, and all blogs tagged as well as creator of video!!!)

[dinosaurwithablog]

The Dodgers get the last out, and they're headed to the World Series to face the NY Yankees for the 12th time. The Dodgers have been to the World Series 22 times, and the Yankees have been there 27 times in the past. The Yankees have won 8 of the previous 11 meetings. It's gonna be a great series. The talent of these men is phenomenal. Post season Stanton. Judge and Otani. Soto and Betts. I could go on for a while. This is gonna be a great World Series!!!

Dave Roberts deserves this win. He's a great manager!!

I can't wait until next Friday!!! I gotta say it... LET'S GO YANKEES!!!!!

[game-set-canet]

can I please have where reader wins Wimbledon and Carlos was watching and then he celebrated with her please

Nothing is more important than Wimbledon

Pairing: Carlos Alcaraz x f!reader

category: fluff

warnings: none

Author’s Note: it turned out way different than I intended 🙈 but i hope you like it, lovely anon 🤗

* Y/N = your name

MY MASTERLIST

(not my gif! credits to the owner/creator!)

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You wrap your towel around the back of your neck and breathe in and out slowly as you look over to your box.

The box is filled to the very last seat.

Your mother looks like she is on the verge of tears, your father has his face buried in his hands and your younger siblings are hopping up and down in their seats. Your aunt seems to be talking to your physio without a dot or comma, your manager looks like she's about to throw up from nervousness and your coach is shifting restlessly in his seat. And you aren’t sure, but it looks like your grandmother is already crying.

In the first row of your box – right between your mum and your coach – is Carlos. Of all those in the box, he looks the calmest and most collected. But you remember very well his nervous stuttering before the match when he tried to find words of encouragement for you - and he had demolished his sunglasses in the tiebreak of the second set when you had the match point against you. So he just looks calm, but he's definitely not.

You’re just one service game away from winning your first ever slam. Just one service game and you would win Wimbledon. Your hands are shaking, and you nearly spill some water from your water bottle.

“Focus! Let’s play point by point!”, you talk to yourself while getting up from your bench to get back on court, “You got this, Y/N. You got this!”

You see Carlos muttering something - probably a "Vamos!" - and forming a heart with his hands while you wait for Iga to get into position.

No matter the outcome of this final, you definitely have the best cheerleader in the world.

*** *** *** *** *** ***

Your coach was the first to embrace you, you can hear him crying tears of joy: “I knew you'd make it! I knew it!”

You can hear the crowd cheering and clapping, you feel the whole stands vibrating.

You feel Carlos' hands wrapping around you and pulling you close. He isn't crying, but you have never seen him smile so broadly. It’s hard to understand what he’s saying - people are chanting your name all over the stadium.

“Te amo!”, you kiss him briefly but effusively.

Your head is spinning, and you only now notice that your siblings are tugging at your shirt, waiting impatiently to be hugged too.

But you don’t want to let Carlos go. You want to say like this: hugging him tight, feeling his hands around your waist.

Just like yesterday.

Yesterday’s evening and last night were the worst ones of your life. You were so nervous because of today’s final. You couldn’t eat or sleep.

But Carlos was there for you. He talked to you. He encouraged you.

And when he no longer knew what to say, he just held you.

You fell asleep in his arms with his fingers lovingly stroking through your hair.

The night before the US Open final was the same but in reversed roles. You held him until he fell asleep in your arms.

*** *** *** *** *** ***

The interviews and the trophy ceremony pass by as if in a frenzy. You hope you said the right things, thanked everyone in the interviews and speech and congratulated your opponent and her team - you can't remember it at the moment.

By now, not only your team, but also a group of your friends are present, who have congratulated you effusively. Carlos' brother Alvaro and Juan Carlos Ferrero are also among the well-wishers. The latter commented on Carlos' half-filled champagne glass with a frown and a reproachful look - although he didn't say anything.

Later, you are still sitting together as a group - you have postponed the big celebration until tomorrow. You don't want to celebrate without Carlos, but he would still have to play tomorrow. Now Carlos and you are sitting together on a narrow couch, he is showing you the countless photos he has taken of you with the victory trophy.

Your younger sister - who has been busy building a pyramid out of tennis balls - suddenly raises her head and looks at Carlos for a long time.

“You know, now you also need your final exam tomorrow!”, your younger sister suddenly grins at Carlos.

Your boyfriend chuckles softly and gives you a quick sideways glance before he answers: “Is that so?”

“Yeah!”, your sister nods weightily and points a finger at you, “Otherwise she would be more successful than you!”

You slide an arm around Carlos’ neck and look down at your sister: “But he already won the US Open last year, and I didn’t?”

“Yeah, but this is Wimbledon.”, she shrugs, “Nothing is more important than Wimbledon.”

Her serious expression makes you laugh, and Carlos asks with feigned bewilderment: “And what happens if I don’t win tomorrow?”

Your sister raises her eyebrows, she sounds like it goes without saying: "Then you are not worthy to be her boyfriend."

After saying this, she gets up and disappears over to your mother.

Carlos and you start laughing at the same time.

“Wow, no pressure than, huh?”

You lean against him and rest your head on his shoulder: “Yeah, her standards are quite high for a nine-year-old…”

Carlos lets himself sink further back into the couch and pulls you with him.

“And what about your standards?”, he hugs you while saying that, “Would you still love me if I lose tomorrow?”

“Well, I think you make quite a good cheerleader…so, yeah, I think I’m going to keep you.”

He starts laughing and softly shakes his head: “Wow. I kinda expected a “I’ll love you no matter if you win or lose”.”

“Oh, come on!”, you smack his chest playfully, but you snuggle closer to him again, “You know I will never ever let you go!”,

His hand strokes your back in large circles, his voice sounds teasing: “Never?”

“Nope. Never.”, you lift your head to look him in the eyes, “But I’d appreciate it if you would win tomorrow’s final.”

“Yeah, me too.”, he sighs loudly and whispers, “Do you think I can do it?”

“Yes.”, you cup his cheeks with your hands, “Yes, you will do it.”, you smile at him, “And tomorrow evening we gonna celebrate both of our titles. Together.”, you press a quick kiss on his lips, “And we will do stupid and cheesy photos together. And my god, the press will write even cheesier articles about us…”

Carlos returns your smile and nods slowly.

“Can’t wait for that!”, he says before he kisses you softly.

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[gamesetcheckeredflag]

Here with a new sincaraz fanfic yayyy! So, the beginning isn't the best bc it was written at 7:30 in the morning and I was sleep deprived and the end was written at 11:30 in the night where I also was sleep deprived but the middle part is great i think hahah!

I hope you will like it and if you see any mistakes pls just tell me.

Tiny little summary: Carlos watches Jannik (his bf) in Shanghai playing against Novak and then they are in Riyadh.

Ig i may write a pt. 2 but not this week bc I should study haha!

Jannik looked up to his box where he saw Roger Federer. Juan Carlos Ferrero and Carlos Alcaraz - his boyfriend sitting. 

Of course, he had known that Carlos would come to cheer him on, but seeing also Roger and Juan Carlos in the stands just added to the pressure Jannik was already feeling as he was playing against Novak Djokovic. 

He tried not to think about the fact that there were so many important people of the tennis world watching him and focused on the fact that Carlos will always be cheering for him. 

He didn’t know who Roger was cheering for, but imagined it was for him to give himself a small confidence-boost.

He focused on the racket in his right hand, the ball in his left. 

He had barely won the first set so he knew he had to play better. So, he did.

And it was worth it because what felt like hours later, he had won the match in straight sets. He had defeated Novak Djokovic in straight sets - in front of Roger, Juan Carlos and of course Carlos who tried not to cheer too noticeable as they haven’t told anyone that they were a couple yet. 

It was still new for both of them so they had decided to wait a bit and figure things out first.

Jannik could see Carlos’s smile from the stands which made him even happier. He just won a Masters 1000 in front of his boyfriend. He couldn’t imagine anything better than that.

After all the formalities including the trophy presentation, the photos and interviews, Jannik finally walked through the hallways of the stadium, finally getting away from the noise and people.

Of course, he loved to play, to win, to be around fans, but at some point, it all became too much. He was stressed with everything that was currently going on in his life, and the only thing… person, that was helping him, was Carlos, who he found standing near the lockers.

He was leaning against the white walls, his arms crossed, and he immediately started smiling when he saw Jannik stepping through the doors.

“You did it,” Carlos said, his voice full of pride and something more. Something intimate.

Jannik grinned broadly. “Yes, I guess I did.”

Carlos didn’t wait for any more words and stepped forward to wrap his arms around Jannik’s waist to pull him in for a tight hug.

“You played so well, mi amor,” Carlos whispered into Jannik’s ear and his voice sent a shiver down his spine.

“Thank you. I tried my best,” Jannik said breathlessly.

Carlos pulled back slightly so he could look into Jannik’s hazel-colored eyes that seemed green in the bright light of the locker room.

Slowly, Carlos’s hands slid up Jannik’s sides until his hands brushed his skin under his shirt.

“You deserved this win. I am so, so proud of you,” Carlos said with his lips just inches from Jannik’s.

The older guy leaned in slightly until his lips touched Carlos’s. The kiss started soft, maybe even shy but soon both of them leaned in more and the Italian’s arms came up to wrap around Carlos’s waist to pull him in closer.

The taste of Carlos’s lips, the warmth of his skin that Jannik felt through the fabric of the blue Nike hoodie, it all felt perfect and grounding after the demanding match Jannik has just been through.

But soon, as the kiss deepened, the Spaniard’s hands moved to grip Jannik’s hips as he pressed their bodies closer.

Carlos’s lips moved form Jannik’s mouth, over his jawline, to his neck. Jannik let out a soft sight and tilted his head back to give Carlos more access. His skin felt like it was on fire everywhere his boyfriend’s lips touched him.

“Carlos…” Jannik sighed, his fingers tightening around the fabric of Carlos’s hoodie, that he noticed was really soft, and he made a mental note to steal it from Carlos at some point.

But then, reality came crushing into him. They were still in the locker room – a public space. It didn’t matter how private it felt in that moment, anyone could walk in. His team, Carlos’s team, security guard. As much as he wanted more, he knew they couldn’t. Not here. Not now.

Reluctantly, Jannik pulled back, his hands gently pressing against Carlo’s chest which he let go again immediately as he felt Carlos muscles tensing under the thick fabric of his clothes.

“Wait,” he murmured with his voice still breathless and low from the kiss.

Carlos looked up at his boyfriend, surprise and desire in his eyes.

“What’s wrong, mi amor.” His voice was soft but concerned as if he thought he had done something wrong.

Jannik shook his head while offering a small and apologetic smile. “Not here, babe,” he said while his thumb came up to brush over Carlos’s cheek. “I want this. But not here, ok?”

For a small moment, Carlos just stared at him, his brown eyes searching Jannik’s face for any signs that would tell him that he had done a mistake. But as he couldn’t find one, a small smile appeared on his face.

“You are probably right. But we will continue this later, alright?”

Jannik let out a small laugh, which made the tension between them ease again. “Later,” he agreed and leaned in to give Carlos another soft kiss.

They pulled apart and Jannik moved his hands over his shirt.

“Let’s go celebrate,” he said, but when he saw Carlos’s look, he added a “with everyone. We’ll go out for dinner, with our teams. Not what you think.”

His boyfriend pouted which only made the redhead chuckle.

“Then let’s go back to being friends,” Carlos said and Jannik could swear that he heard a pang of disappointment in the Spaniard’s voice.

An hour later, they were seated at a long table in a nice restaurant in the city. Carlos was talking with Juan Carlos Ferrero, laughing at something he had just said.

Every now and then their eyes met and Jannik could feel the same flutter in his chest he had felt the first time he had met Carlos.

Throughout the whole dinner, they managed to keep their distance, careful not to do anything that would draw too much attention. But despite their efforts, there were subtle things - a small brush of Carlos fingers on Jannik’s hand when they handed each other a dish, the way Carlos’s foot would nudge against Jannik’s under the table - that didn’t go unnoticed by their teams.

But it wasn’t until dessert was served, that Jannik noticed Simone’s knowing look. It was just a flicker of something. Amusement? Curiosity? Still, it was enough to make Jannik nervous. He looked away quickly, but he couldn’t stop his brain from forming the little thought in his mind. They knew.

Of course, it made sense. Their teams were there with them all the time. They were accustomed to catch every shift in their mood. It wasn’t exactly easy to hide something from them. Maybe they just hadn’t said anything yet because they waited for Jannik and Carlos to be ready. Or maybe they simply didn’t care.

Toward the end of the dinner, when the plates were mostly empty, Carlos leaned a bit toward Jannik.

“Ready to get out of here?” Jannik could again see the spark in the younger man’s eyes, that he had already seen before in the locker room.

“Yeah. Let’s go.”

They made their excuses and thanked their teams for the lovely evening, before they went back to their hotel rooms. Or more hotel room. The second hotel room was just booked so their coaches didn’t see them together.

“Do you thing they know?” Jannik asked as they were standing outside in the cool air of the night.

“They know what?” Carlos seemed confused.

“About us. Simone had that look in his eyes.” Jannik shook his head. “You know what, just forget it. I am probably just paranoid.”

After a moment Carlos reached up to turn Jannik’s head so he looked him in the eyes. “Does it matter? We are happy. No one could take that from us and they haven’t said anything so they probably don’t have a problem with it, right?”

Jannik smiled, feeling a weight being lift off his shoulders. “Yes, as long as we are happy.”

They walked through the streets for a while until Carlos eventually reached for Jannik’s hand, intertwining their fingers. Jannik squeezed his hand in return with a smile on his lips.

***

A few days later, Jannik and Carlos were laying in bed but both of them couldn’t quite sleep as they were too busy thinking about the next day. They were about to face each other in the finals of the six kings slam.

Jannik was curled up next to Carlos with his head resting on his boyfriend’s chest while he listened to his heartbeat. It usually was a comforting sound that grounded him after long days or stressful matched, but tonight it wasn’t enough to calm his nerves.

Carlos’s hand was gently stroking through Jannik’s hair but then the Italian shifted slightly and turned his head to look up at Carlos. He pushed himself up on his elbow so he could get a better look at him.

“Carlitos… what if it changes things? Between us? When we play each other tomorrow?” His voice wasn’t more than a whisper but Carlos could sense the vulnerability in it.

His eyes widened in surprise as he hadn’t expected Jannik to tell him he was scared.

“Mi amor, why would you think it may change anything?” His voice was gentle as he reached out to brush his thumb over Jannik’s cheek that was covered with freckles.

Jannik looked away and started fidgeting with the thick blanket.

“I don’t know… this is a final? This is different. We are rivals on the court but in a relationship off the court. This is kinda weird.” Jannik stared at his fingers that were still playing with the hem of the blanket.

“Listen. This is just an exhibition match. Nothing will happen. And the six million dollars will be shared by us either way and it isn’t as if we hadn’t enough money yet. We will both go out there and play the best fucking tennis we have ever played. No matter what happens on the court, I love you, mi amor. That’s not going to change just because of some match.”

The sincerity in Carlos’s voice did a lot to calm his raging nerves until Jannik realized something.

“You… you love me?”

Carlos looked surprised before he looked out the window and then back to Jannik and met his in the dim light dark looking eyes.

“Of course. I have known that since I first met you.” Jannik felt tears well up in his eyes. “I love you too, Carlitos. I love you so, so much.”

The Italian sat up to pull his boyfriend in a tight hug. He buried his face in the Spaniard’s neck.

“We’ll be ok, mi amor. No matter what happens tomorrow, we will be ok. I promise you that.”

Jannik could just nod while Carlos leaned in to press a kiss on Jannik’s forehead. The doubts were still on Jannik’s mind but they didn’t feel as overwhelming as a few minutes ago.

***

The next day, the atmosphere in the stadium felt electric. It was weird. It always felt different when it was a “sincaraz final”. It was as if everyone knew what was going on. As if they sense the chemistry between the two players.

Jannik really played his best tennis and Carlos couldn’t help himself but admire Jannik’s game. But after it was 4-1 for Jannik, Carlos managed to catch up and win the first set in a tiebreak.

There was this fire in Carlos’s eyes that Jannik knew all to well. It was this fire that made him fall in love with him.

But Jannik didn’t give up. Even though he knew it was his boyfriend who he played against he fought hard. He wanted to win. It wasn’t about love here. It was about tennis. About proving that he deserved to be the world number 1. This year messed a lot with his mental health so he knew he had to win this to give himself a confidence boost.

And he did. He won the next two sets 6-3 6-3 and heard the familiar “Game, Set, Match, Sinner.”

They stepped forward to the net were Carlos pulled him in for the usual net hug but still a bit closer than usually. “You played incredibly well, mi amor. I am so proud of you,” he whispered in Jannik’s ear.

“You too. You fought so hard but thank you for letting me win at least once this year.”

Both men chuckled. “Well, I thought I should let you win you know I could have won,” Carlos said but Jannik knew he was only joking as he saw the pride in Carlos eyes. “This doesn’t change anything. I am so happy for you, Jannik. You deserve this so much.”

The trophy ceremony was all a blur for Jannik. He shook hands, posed for photos, lifted the trophy in the air. But it felt kind of surreal. He had just won Six. Million. Dollars.

He was soon asked if he had enjoyed playing in Riyadh so he just answered like usually. Yes, I liked it and so on…

But then the interviewer continued.

“Every time you play against him, you produce these spectacular matches. What’s it like to go toe-to-toe with him, do you enjoy it or is it you know so difficult, is it demanding, how do you see the rivalry?”

For a moment Jannik had to think about what to say. He couldn’t just say that this isn’t rivalry. This is love.

“Well, uh,” Jannik chuckled. “It’s a mix of everything I would say. But, uhm, you know as… as Carlos said we try to push ourselves to the limits, uhm, you know I wake up in the morning trying… trying to understand the ways how to beat him and, uh, you know this kind of rivalries and this kind of players they push us always to our 100 percent limit so you know obviously I’m very happy about this.”

He said some more stuff as well as the interviewer, but then he was asked a question that made him nervous. He realized that he had said too much. Something he probably should have kept to himself.

“So, did you just tell us that every day you wake up and you think about him?”

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“Well, no, I”, Jannik chuckled nervously while Carlos was just laughing next to him. “I mean it would it… it would be strange, no?”

Jannik could now only hope that no one would realize he was lying. But he was. And he wondered how everyone would react if they realized that Jannik didn’t just wake up thinking about Carlos. No, he woke up next to Carlos every single day.

[novankenn]

A Winning Hand AU An Exodus

/== Master Post List ==/

Blake and Yang knew things were getting out of hand, bur they also knew they were in no position to help in dealing with it. So they made the smart decision. To stay out of the way, as Pyrrha and her "Sisters" did their thing... which apparently involved several of them packing for trips abroad.

Yang: Hon... I've got a bad feeling about this. Are you SURE I'll be safe in Menagerie?

Blake: Listen Babe. Pyrrha has said you're not up for grabs. YOu're "my blond" but yes.... you'll be safe, and we can start a happy life together, there. Just u...

Just that second the door to what was formerly team RWBY's dorm swung open, and in walked Yang and Blake's roommates. Ever since the "SisterHood" or the "Court of the Red-Queen", depending on who you asked... started Ren and Nora had moved in with Yang and Blake.

Nora: Nope!

Ren: Nora!

Yang/Blake: Nope? Nope what?

Nora: We are coming with you.

Yang: Why?

Nora: It's not safe around here. I might have been labeled Rennie's Red-head... but the looks those...

Yang: Sisters?

Blake: Cultists?

Ren: Baby-crazed psychos?

Nora: All of the above... give me makes my skin crawl. Like what would happen to me if something happened to REN?

Ren: Nothing is going...

Nora: What if something DID? Like a piano being dropped on your head?

Yang: Nora I don't...

Nora: Like you're ANY SAFER!

Yang: What's that supposed to mean?

Nora: What if something happened to Blake and she's not in the picture anymore? What if you guys break up? What do you think would happen then?

Yang: Oh Gods... what would happen? Blake's the only thing keeping me safe!

Blake: Nora, stop putting those ideas into Yang's head! It gives her nightmares!

Ren: Nora, enough. Pyrrha and Jaune are out friends. Everyone in that... group is a friend... well except for Neo... she strikes me as a little stab happy.

Blake: Ren is right. You guys are safe. You're spoken for, and I know Jaune wouldn't let...

Nora: But Juane's not the one leading the group. It's Pyrrha!

Yang: Yeah, this all started with P-Money.

Blake: Okay. We're getting off track. So you and Ren want to come to Menagerie with Yang and I?

Ren: Please, if it is not too much trouble. It would just be for the trip there. We can find out own lodgings and such. It wouldn't be the first time we've needed to work to support ourselves.

Blake: But what...

Nora: Smash Grimm, duh.

Yang: It would be nice to have some company. It's a long trip right?

Blake: Depending on how we go. Bullhead would be the fastest, but I know we don't have the fu...

Nora: Hold that thought.

Yang / Blake / Ren: ????

Nora moved to the door, and leaned out...

Nora: WEISS! WEISS CAN I SPEAK TO YOU FOR A MINUTE?

Nora leaned back, and gave everyone a smile.

Nora: We'll just ask...

Weiss: Good afternoon Nora.

Nora: AHHHHH!!!!

Weiss: Umm, you asked to speak with me?

Nora: Um... could we borrow enough lien to get four one-way bullhead tickets to Menagerie off you? We'll pay you back, I promise!

Weiss: Why do you want to leave?

Yang: Well... um...

Ren: Peace of mind, plus you could always use this dorm to help... house you other sisters?

Weiss: Peace of mind? You two are perfectly safe. Yang is Blake's Blond. Nora is Ren's red-head. You are untouchable so saith her Majesty the Red Queen.

Blake: It's great of you to say it, Weiss. It means...

Weiss: So long as you are not abandoned by them.

Yang: And you made it creepy.

Nora: So, can we?

Weiss: Certainly. I will book your flight myself. First class.

Nora / Ren / Blake : First class?

Yang: I've never flown first class before. Is what they say about the leg room true?

Weiss: Yes.

Yang: Sign me up!

Weiss: I will. Please be safe, and please stay in touch.

Nora: We will, I promise!

Weiss: Very well. Will two days be enough time?

The quartet nodded, and Weiss smiles and as quickly as she appeared she vanished.

Ren: Well that was... convenient, but not unwelcome.

Nora: Time to get packing! Nudie Beaches here I come!

Blake: That is NOT a thing in Menagerie!

Ren: Yet.

Yang: Did you just say yet, to Nudie Beaches not being a thing?

Ren: Maybe.

[itsblasttothepast]

How can they make everything that is happening to Checo about Charles?? It’s so annoying seeing stupid things like this in his tag here. Like Checo has a whole market that he is marketable and sponsors want to sponsor him but apparently Charles is better than him in it. https://www.tumblr.com/1633lover/755884520629321728/everyone-talking-about-daniel-replacing-checo

To be honest, most of the european press and the anti-checo people are pretty sure Checo is out of RBR. I mean, they are taking it for granted, and it's the reason they are guessing who will get the seat.

I think they are getting Charles involved because they feel Ferrari is screwing him over (ironic that they don't see they're doing the same to Checo, even Juan Pablo Montoya made a video about it, and he has been pretty anti-checo most of the time), and moving to RBR will be better for him.

All the Daniel, Yuki and Charles fans are speculating, thinking that Checo will be fired; and even when I like the drivers, they also have their flaws.

I've never understood why people feel the need to crap on others, I mean, I don't like Lando, but I don't spend my time doing posts to hate him and say horrible things about him. I don't know why Checo in particular attracts these kind of comments and negativity. I honestly, in all my time as a F1 fan, have seen this intensity with other drivers, I know people criticize Lance, Lewis, Esteban... but with Checo is another league of hate.

And honestly, when I saw the post you are referring to, I kind of laughed. They say Charles will bring fans... I mean... are they really oblivious about Checo's fanbase?? We just made Chestappen canon 🤣, we make sure he wins surveys at X (the titty one was just deserved though), we are planning a fucking trip to Catemaco just to help him! Checo has the most loyal fanbase ever!

So let's keep supporting Checo and avoid all the negativity. And to be clear, I don't hate Charles, he's super nice, but cursed as well.

[van-yangyin]

Sexy Vampire's Big Shirt 【Simblreen 2023 - Weekend 1】 (5)

You couldn't be in my porchlight this weekend on Tumblr? Or couldn't you get all my treats? Don't worry, now Sexy Vampire's Big Shirt is available for everyone. This was part of treat I gave to those choosing number five of my five treats.

This is Soft Version for all publics that contains a big shirt with straps, a big shirt without straps and leg straps accessory only for Male Frame. This is my first time sharing clothes made by me from scratch. Hope you enjoy this gift! 🍬🍭

Spicy Version here. (R18 Version)

A big shirt with straps of which it’s said that design belonged to a glamorous member of Straud family who dressed all his prey alike. 🦇

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Sexy Vampire's Big Shirt for Male Frame

Sexy Vampire's Big Shirt with Superior Straps and Only Shirt General Info:

9 swatches

Base game compatible

Male Frame

Teen to Elders

Located on Shirts

all LOD’s

normal and specular maps included

HQ compatible

Textures and mesh made from scratch

Compatible with higher and lower sliders

Opposite frame and gender allowed but not tasted, may have issues

Female Frame will be avaliable after Simblreen Event is finished (November) for lack of time

Custom Thumbnails

LODs Information: Shirt with superior straps: LOD0: 7052 poly | LOD1: 3653 poly | LOD2: 1765 poly | LOD3: 876 poly Shirt: LOD0: 3256 poly | LOD1: 2107 poly | LOD2: 1061 poly | LOD3: 462 poly

Preview in CAS:

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Sexy Vampire's Leg Straps General Info:

1 swatch

Base game compatible

Male Frame

Teen to Elders

Located on Index Finger and texture located on Necklace ※This accessory is thinked for being use with shirt of this set, if you want to use it with other clothes and accessories, keep in mind not to wear necklaces※

all LOD’s

normal and specular maps included

HQ compatible

Textures and mesh made from scratch

Compatible with higher and lower sliders

Opposite frame and gender allowed but not tasted, may have issues

Female Frame will be avaliable after Simblreen Event is finished (November) for lack of time

Custom Thumbnails

LOD Information: LOD0: 3256 poly | LOD1: 2107 poly | LOD2: 1061 poly | LOD3: 462 poly

Preview in CAS:

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