#mami wallpaper

[rheasfingerpuppet]

Another Rhea Ripley collage I made. This is just her being sexy af 🤤I’m dedicated to our #Mamí♥️

[wyfy-meltdown]

Psspsspss I made this funky Mami Tomoe wallpaper come an get it

[lovesick-level-up]

Vintage Mami Tomoe Wallpapers

@hiddencircus's anniversary event: seis - vintage or cyber

we don't know how much these really fits into the vintage theme, but, well, we like how they turned out so, who cares lmao. mami is one of our favourites from pmmm, and she's really fun to edit. we should definetly edit for this source more.

feel free to use with credit as long as you aren't on our dni, but don't claim as your own! like/reblog if you save or enjoy!

[corisanna]

Hi Corisanna!

I was wondering if you'd heard about the new Madoka mobile game. And if you'd played it what your thoughts were on it. It's Puella Magi Madoka Magica: Magia Exedra

I have definitely heard of it. My phone doesn't have the specs to run it, so I have to wait/pray for the Steam release. I'm trying to not pay too much attention to story stuff that starts veering off beyond main PMMM plot so I can experience it myself, but do slip. My weakness is what the hell A-Q is, though I really should let myself be surprised.

One of my fandom habits has kicked into overdrive, though: Hoarding art. I have scoured Tumblr and saved many caps of Witches and their labyrinths (great references for writing fic) and every story/character portrait I have found (about 80 combined as of this posting). I have a folder with many subfolders and a meticulous naming structure for easier searching later. I am. Kind of obsessed with the art.

I want to play ;-;

[cimacally]

"The sunflowers shall never outshine the sun; after all they're just flowers with too many dreams, are they not?"

[730spitz]

You give a mf a way to make wallpapers and ts happens.

I have made multiple this was one of my first, ngl only done Rhea, I should actually branch out and do other wrestlers. Idk who I'll do but someone will be next eventually.

If you save this or use it for anything, reblog, give credit @730spitz.

[switchbladekatie]

not sure how i feel about these, but i finally made some of The Judgement Day💜🖤⚖️

[rheasfingerpuppet]

Cute Rhea Ripley moments that make my heart flutter 🥰 I made this in Shuffle.

#mamí

[puellamagiholyquintet]

Wallpaper mami edit i made :>

[miki-kaname]

700k pre-registers for Magia Exedra, so they release wallpapers for Sayaka, Mami, and Kyoko

[wwefan2002]

Mami's medicine

Rhea x !fem reader

summary: rhea gets put into a hospital for her sex addiction and the reader has a crush on her and becomes her nurse, but Rhea refuses all medication except she will take the reader ;) enjoy it's going to be a bit long, but I hope it's worth it.

TW: rough sex, anal, strap on sex, fingering, degrading, dirty talk, talk of mental illness and addiction, oral

18+ MINORS DNI

A/N: Hi hope you guys enjoy this one thanks to @mamimania for the idea for this one hope I did your idea justice. ;)

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You walk the hallway checking on the other patient's, checking on them making sure they feel comfortable in their rooms and to check up on them. Your coworker had mentioned that there was a new patient that had just shown up today she said you would freak out when you saw who it was, but you didn't believe her. You walked to room 218 and as you looked in your jaw almost hit the floor.

"holy shit" you said under your breath but still loud enough to be heard by her you tried to compose yourself as you looked at her. She lifted her head to see who it was that was speaking as she did, she smiled, you couldn't believe your eyes Rhea Ripley was in your hospital and you just became her nurse. Your heart about jumping out of your chest like it was doing a long jump, you finally composed yourself as you entered her room.

"Hi, you must be the nurse" she said as she smiled at you, you wanted to start screaming you couldn't believe your favorite wrestler was here of all places. You gazed into her eyes as you smiled, her eyes a beautiful oceanic blue. You looked her up and down admiring her figure looking over all of her tattoos that adorn her skin, your eyes trace over the patterns before returning to her eyes.

"yes Iam sorry i...its just im a big wrestling fan and would never have excepted you of all people to be here" you retorted as you gazed at Rhea. She was putting away the last of her things in her dresser as she turned and sat on the bed her eyes met yours again. She smiled as she looked you up and down starting from your amber colored locks to your curvy yet slender figure her eyes tracing your curves from your big yet perky boobs to your toned stomach all the way to your smooth supple legs.

"well I'm glad to meet a fan I'm not in here for the reason most may think though see I have a different kind of addiction instead of drugs or alcohol I'm addicted to women and what I'm seeing is making my addiction go wild right now" Rhea said with a devilish smile. You looked at her and smiled, you looked at the chart near the door as you browsed through it see indeed, she is in here for having a sex addiction. You look at the pages seeing they have her prescribed for hormone blockers to try to suppress the urges she's having but you know that won't help her as it's just a placebo rather than actual hormone blockers that they will give her, and they will just keep her in her room so she can't fuck anyone.

" well, I have a few questions to ask you if that's ok so I can better help understand your addiction" You retort as you put the chart back and close the door and lock it before you pull out the desk chair that sits near the desk. You sit and you look at the walls briefly looking over the wallpaper all the walls adorned with bluish red wallpaper with a simple clock and desk with a small lamp on the desk.

" Sure of course I'm surprised I thought this place would be like padded walls and cell doors like you see on tv or movies" Rhea admits as she looks out the window in the room before turning her head back to you smiling and chuckling a bit.

" no we aren't that type of hospital we deal with less severe illness almost like a detox or rehab center home for people" You retort and chuckle as you get comfy facing Rhea. Your mind racing at the naughty thoughts that now entered your brain as you try to block them out and focus on your work. You would be lying if you said you didn't have a crush on Rhea, she was amazing, and you couldn't help but stare at her and she frankly couldn't stop staring at you either.

" So, I'll be honest with you they have you on what they call "hormone blockers" but it's really nothing it's just bullshit they are just going to keep you in your room to try and stop you from doing anything with anyone, but I know that's not what you need" You say smirking a little at Rhea as you look at her legs crossed her hands resting on her lap as she sits with her sweatpants on and a motionless in white t shirt. She still looked beautiful to you despite not having on her signature black makeup she still looked stunning to you as your eyes wandered all over her body.

" Well then what do you think I need doll" Rhea retorts as she smirks. Your heart melting at hearing her call you doll. You just want her to take you and do unspeakable things to you, but you also know that this is your job. You look at your notes playfully before gazing back up to meet Rhea's gaze.

"I think you just need a really good lay how long has it been since you had sex" you Inquire as you almost gawk over Rhea tracing the lines of her tattoos and her curves with your eyes. You can't stop thinking about how bad you would submit to her. You glance down at your notes as Rhea speaks.

"I haven't had sex in probably months I have tried to get out and meet people, but nothing ever works or I'm always too busy to actually have sex with anyone" Rhea states as her head drops a bit staring at her lap. She felt as if she was the problem like she couldn't get laid because she was doing something wrong. While she never stated that you could see it just from the way her shoulders slumped, and her head fell low into her hands, she almost sank into herself feeling shame.

" Hey, it's not your fault things can happen everyone gets busy and might be to tire or preoccupied to do it" you mention as you move closer to Rhea. You put out your hand and put it atop hers as you softly run your thumb over her hand. She lifts her head looking at you she looked as if she wanted to cry. You then felt her hand caress your face and you were shocked, but you didn't move away.

" I need you" Rhea admits as she looks into your eyes. Your stunned as you gaze into her eyes. You can't believe she wanted you of all people. You gazed into rhea's eyes; in your mind you wanted nothing more than for her to take you and make you hers, but you also knew you couldn't risk your job. You sat there looking into her eyes and you thought about how this could affect your job but then again how many chances would you have to be with your favorite wrestler let alone have sex with her.

" I need you to" you admit as you look at her you smile. You didn't care if this affected your job you were going to take the chance. Rhea moved you closer to her, she ran her hands over your thighs softly rubbing them. You were surprised but also super excited for what this could turn into as you let out a soft sigh. You then pull away a bit, Rhea looks at you a bit concerned.

" Did I do something wrong" Rhea retorts she gazes at you as you turn to the clock quickly. You glance up at the clock seeing that you have to finish your rounds but knowing that the night shift is super slow and there won't be anyone to bother you and Rhea.

" No, you didn't but I have to finish my rounds, but I will be back later tonight I promise" you say as you smirk at her. You didn't want to leave Rhea, but you also knew you didn't want anyone else to get suspicious of you. You then got up and looked back at Rhea before getting close to her and kissing her cheek. You then turned and walked to the door before leaving you turn back and look at Rhea winking.

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Several hours later you finished your rounds making sure that everyone had taken their meds and got situated for the night. You said goodbye to your coworkers as you watched them leave for the night you knew your night was just beginning. You then made your way to Rhea's room, your heart racing and mind swirling with thoughts of what might happen. You finally made your way to her door as you took one last deep breath you opened the door not prepared for what was on the other side. There she stood in nothing but very skimpy thing and bra black in color of course, her eyes met yours as she looked at your reaction she grinned widely making her way towards you as you closed the door behind you.

" well, well well I'm glad you finally showed up I was starting to think you weren't coming" Rhea says smiling at you as you turn to face her again your jaw still almost on the floor at the sight of her. Your eyes gawking at her, her skin looking soft and supple your eyes scan from head to toe admiring the tattoos that adorn her slender yet toned legs up to her thighs and to the very thing thong that barley covers her pussy. Your eyes continue up to her tone and muscular stomach your eyes focusing in on the details of every inch of her body seeing how the ink hugs her curves, as your eyes continue up her body your eyes fall a pawn her supple yet perky tits which are covered by a skimpy bra. Rhea looks at you and smirks before turning around allowing you to get a good gaze of her juicy ass, your jaw wide open again as she turns to face you.

" You like what you see Babygirl what's wrong to stunned to talk" Rhea proudly beams out as she gets closer to you. She knew she had you where she wanted you and she was going to do whatever she wanted with you. She walks closer to you looking down at you slightly smiling from ear to ear. She then takes your face in her hands tipping your chin up to look at her before she kisses you. She pulls away looking at you as she leads you to the bed. She then sits you on the bed looking down at you smirking at you.

" Now you're going to be mami's toy you understand I get to do whatever I want with you" she retorts as she looks at you licking her lips. You looked up at her admiring the way her lips looked as her tounge ran along them. You couldn't believe that this was actually happening, but you were also glad it was, you were willing to do anything Rhea wanted.

" Yes mami" you say as you look up at her your eyes bouncing all over the place looking at every inch of her skin admiring her curves, your mouth salivating at the thought of getting to taste Rhea. You shift slightly as Rhea gets on the bed next to you. She then takes your shirt in her hands and pulls it over your head exposing your bra she then takes her thumbs and hooks them into the waistband of your pants pulling at them as you lift off the bed slightly to help her take them off, your panties now on display to Rhea's eyes she looks at you admiring your curves as she licks her lips again.

" You look so pretty for mami" her words running through your ears and to your brain feeling the words melt like wax you are puddy in her hands ready to mold to her liking as she strips your bra from your shoulders exposing your big perky tits. Her eyes light up as she looks at your perky nipples getting hard from the cool air in the room. " Your tits are perfect I can't wait to have them in my face" Rhea proclaims your face turning a slight shade of red. Rhea then slides her hand into your panties before you can react. Her slender fingers caressing your pussy her fingertips softy brushing against your clit, you let out a soft moan as her fingers feel your pussy.

" You like that huh you like being mami's toy" she says as she looks at you squirm from the way she's touching you. You nod your head but before you can even think Rhea's hand is wrapped around your throat. She looks deep in your eyes almost staring through you. " You use your words you say yes mami am I clear" she growls you look into her eyes seeing them filled with fiery lust. Yare almost to stunned to speak but you manage to finally speak.

" yes, mami I love being your toy I'm yours do what you wish with my body" You proclaim to her. You can't believe that you just said that, but it was too late to go back before you could even think she had your panties off staring at your exposed pussy dripping wet for her. You watch as Rhea gets up from the bed telling you to stay put as she goes into her closet to get something she then turns back to you to reveal a pair of handcuffs and a purple strap on, she smiled at you as she put the strap on around her waist, she then made her way back to you.

" You're going to be my property you will be my slut" she says smirking as she stands in front of you. You look up at her your eyes meeting hers you know you are at her mercy now and you love the thought of that as your pussy drips with anticipation of what will happen next. Rhea then grabs your wrists placing the handcuffs on you after which she cuffs you to the bedposts so you can't move unless she lets you.

" Yes, mami make me your property I want to be the best slut I can be for you" you coo the words like sweet honey to a bee Rhea smirks and then spread your legs kneeling between them she slowly teases your pussy with her fingers and giving short licks to your pussy. She wants you begging for her to fuck you as she keeps teasing your pussy you whimper. She smiles at how needy you are becoming for her, she then slips two fingers inside you fingering you slowly.

You moan out as her fingers curl inside of you, your brain fogging up at the pleasure she's giving you. You lift your head up looking at Rhea as she keeps fingering you slowly, you start to whimper as she keeps going painfully slow. You reach out to touch her, but you remeber your hands are cuffed to the bed.

" No touching unless I tell you bitch" she hisses you moan out at her harsh words. Your head spinning with all the thoughts and pleasure she gives you. She then retracts her fingers from inside you causing you to whimper at the empty feeling inside you. She crawls up straddling your body looking down at you as she flashes you a wicked smile. she grabs your face in her hand running her thumb on your cheek before sticking her thumb in your mouth. You immediately open your mouth and suck her thumb moaning as you suck on it. Rhea looks at you before pulling her thumb out of your mouth and slapping you.

" Now suck my dick bitch" she says harshly as she uncuffs you from the bed she grabs your hair, she pulls you to your knees as she slides off the bed standing in front of you. She pulls your hair hard, but you fully submit to her touch as you follow her commands. You then take the strap into your mouth its bigger than you expected it's about 5 inches in length but it's also very girthy. You start sucking the strap as best you can, taking it into your mouth inch by inch until you feel Rhea's hand on the back of your head forcing you to take it all into your throat. You try your best to take it all, but you end up coughing and gaging all of this makes Rhea moan she loves watching as you submit to her in every way.

" Thats, it take it bitch take my dick in your throat you like taking mami's dick in your throat huh" Rhea proclaims as she pulls you up by the hair to look at you. Your hair a mess and saliva all over your face she kisses you deeply after which she smacks you again leaving a handprint on your cheek. She smiles wide before forcing back down on your knees and shoving the strap into your throat again, this time she starts thrusting into your mouth making you take every inch weather you chose to or not she was going to make sure you took it all.

" Your mami's whore forever I will do whatever I want with you" she says as she shoves the strap back in and out of your mouth not allowing you to catch your breath. You cough and gag as she fucks your throat but now your pussy is dripping all over the bed sheets leaving a visible stain. You felt like you were going to cum just from her fucking your throat. Rhea then slides the strap out of your mouth and grabs your face looking into your eyes.

" Now turn round bitch mami's going to pound your holes like the slut you are" Rhea says triumphantly. You turn around shaking your ass in Rhea's face as you feel a hard smack come across your ass making you yelp a little and moan at the same time as you feel the head of the strap touch your folds you whimper as she slides it up and down your slit teasing you making you want to just shove your ass back and engulf the strap with your pussy.

" Please mami please fuck me I need you inside of me" you plead with her as she keeps teasing your pussy slowly sliding it in you before pulling it out again. Rhea grins at hearing you plead for her she then smacks your ass again grinning at the sight of it jiggling. You whimper as she slides the strap in and out of you not fulling fucking you she wants you begging for her. you turn back to look at her.

" please....please mami fuck me fuck me hard I need you inside of me please im your fucktoy" you beg Rhea to fuck you as you turn back to face the window you feel the strap fully enter you feeling it fill you up. You let out a loud moan as you feel her fully enter you feeling her thighs hit your ass as she is almost hitting your womb. She grabs your hips as she starts to thrust in and out of your pussy making you moan aloud. She smacks your ass as you start thrusting into her movements you started feeling your climax approaching.

" You gonna cum bitch huh you gonnna cum for mami that's it cum on mami's dick slut" she retorts harshly her words flood your ears as she slams you onto the strap your pussy clenching around it in one last final thrust you feel your pussy squirt as you cry out for Rhea as you ride your climax, she slowly pulls the strap out of you. You collapse on the bed your face buried in the sheets but your ass still in the air. Rhea then smacks your ass hard several times before getting behind you again.

" I said I'm going to pound your holes and now I'm going to pound this fat juicy ass" Rhea announces as she then spits on your sensitive ass. You lift your head off the bed but before you can say anything she shoves the strap deep inside your ass, you wince and moan out in pain and pleasure. She grabs your hips and starts to thrust deeply in your ass not slowing down she is going to make your ass hers. As Rhea thrusts into your ass the strap comes back and brushes against her clit she then thrusts harder and faster chasing her own orgasm as she pounds your tight ass with no mercy.

" Thats it bitch take mami's dick in your tight little ass who's ass is this bitch" Rhea growls as she keeps pounding your ass hard the pain turning into pure pleasure. You can barely speak or form sentences as she thrusts into your ass you moan loudly as you start thrusting back into her your hips smacking hers making your ass jiggle. You mind completely blank at this point you are only thinking of how good Rhea's dick feels inside your ass.

" Your ass mami this is your ass I'm all yours I'm your whore I'm your slutty fucktoy mami" You exclaim moaning loudly as you thrust harder and harder taking her strap deep inside you. Rhea smiles as your words flood her ears she grins wide as she thrusts just as hard as you do all while smacking your ass she is loving every moment of this. She starts feeling her orgasm coming on as she thrusts harder onto you.

" cum on mami's dick bitch cum from mami fucking your slutty little ass" she says crudely as she smacks your ass ahrder after which she grabs your hair pulling you up to her chest forcing you to look at her as she pulls your head back locking eyes with you. She then sticks two fingers in your mouth as she keeps fucking your ass deep making you suck her fingers she then threw your head forward and put a hand on your back forcing your face into the sheets as she thrusts her hips as fast and as hard as they would go fucking your ass as hard as possible.

" FUCK MAMI'S GONNA CUM" Rhea exclaimed as she thrusted into your ass one final time staying all the way in your ass as she rolled through the waves of her orgasm as she thrusted in you one final time you felt your ass clench down hard on her strap you came at the same time she did and you cried out her name as you came for her. Rhea then pulled the strap out of your ass and then turned you around to face her after which she pulled off the strap and her soaking wet panties she then took her panties and looked at you.

" open your mouth slut" Rhea hissed at you. You did as you were told and she shoved her cum soaked panties into your mouth. You sucked on them tasting her sweet juices and smelling her sweet intoxicating scent as she looked at you. You sucked them clean after which she took them out of your mouth and kissed you.

" I love you" she said as she laid you down before laying next to you.

[lovesick-level-up]

Mami Tomoe Phone Wallpapers With Ribbons

anon requested: I was wondering if you could do a Mami Tomoe wallpapers, If you could can you give it ribbon theme…? Thanks…•ᴗ•

feel free to use with credit as long as you aren't on our dni, but don't claim as your own! like/reblog if you save or enjoy!

[zalayni]

🌆 LOVE U 3000┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ pairing: earth 42!miles morales x reader

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ summary: your life is always interesting now that you're dating the one and only miles morales.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ author's note: the discord server for atsv fans between 13-16 is still open so hmu if you wanna join 😝😝

he cups his hand under your mouth whenever he feeds you food so it won't fall on your clothes.

“here Mami try this” miles cupped his hand under her chin and gently blew in the soup that he had in a spoon so it wouldn't burn your mouth.

your his shadowboxing victim whenever his friends aren't around

he doesn't mind being his nerdy self around you

miles punched the air and faked dodge a nonexistent punch before turning towards you as you sat on his bed with your phone in your hand. “do you think I can defeat batman?” you rolled your eyes and chuckled at him. “Miles he's like twice your size.”

you two obviously play fight for fun. he never once hurt you for real

he gets too lazy to type out his messages sometimes so he resorts into sending you voicenotes instead

deadly ass side eye whenever you jokingly insult him

“that purple hoodie you have on makes you look like grimace” you said with a hand on your mouth to stop the laughter that was about to burst out of her. Miles stopped in his tracks slowly turning his eyes towards you, side eyeing your laughing figure. “you play too much.”

he has the receipt tucked into his wallet from your guy's first date which was at the arcade.

has his lockscreen and wallpaper saved as a picture of you two. he changes it atleast once a month because he adores taking pictures of you.

a bright flash disturbed you from doing your skin care routine. you turned your vanity chair towards the source only to find Miles smiling down at his phone. “did you just take a picture of me?” “um maybe."

you two love to post eachother on your instagrams

bro does not know how to swim 😭😭 if you're able to swim then he'll ask you to teach him but if you can't that still won't stop the two of you from going swimming especially when it's summer

stares at you whenever you're doing your makeup, hair, or even your skincare.

“Morales you're staring.” you joked seeing him stare at you from the corner of your eye. this made Miles scoff “so what?”

he wears a chain with your initial as the pendant and he wears matching bracelets with you.

whenever he sleeps with a bonnet on he wakes up with the end of it hiding one of his eyes.

“what are you laughing at?” he croaked still obviously half asleep. “did you turn emo miles?” you asked before pointing at his bonnet that slipped down, hiding his left eye.

really wanted to get his ears pierced and when he finally got them he was squeezing the blood out of your hands once they held the needle against his hear

you winced at how tight Miles's grip on your hand got. You saw him shut his eyes tightly when the needle went through making the hole for the piercing. Once it was all done he looked down at your hand noticing how red it is which made him laugh. “sorry Mami.”

“five more minutes” warrior. that man refuses to get up early even if you two need to be somewhere on time.

he has a habit of turning towards you with the "did you just see that?" look whenever he sees someone doing something embarrassing.

he'll ask you to come over just so you two can bake together. his mom thinks the two of you are adorable

he has a PC set up with a his gaming chair and right next to it is your set up and chair that he had bought so you two can play together

“do you like it?" Miles said while uncovering your eyes to show you his hard work on setting everything up. the whole setup was based on your favorite colors. “how much did this cost?” you asked making Miles shut you up with a kiss. “don't even worry about it.”

you two danced in the rain once thinking it was a good idea but the both of you ended up sick afterwards

he gifts you a promise ring since you two are too young to get married just yet

has a habit of turning his head so his lips could reach your hand whenever you cup his face

has a whole board filled with pictures of you two either from a polaroid or photobooths

over all gentleman towards you (and his mom ofc)

actually loves physical touch

you were standing up making yourself a sandwich for a late night snack until you felt someone snake their arms around your waist and rest their head against your shoulder. you didn't have to look over your shoulder to figure out who it was. “hey, you hungry?” miles hummed against your shoulder, tightening his grip on your waist. “yeah.”

when you two take the subway he has his arm wrapped around your waist while resting his hand on your hip as his free hand was holding onto one of the poles. he does this no creep comes your way and so you won't fall as the subway can be pretty rough at times.

pulls out his phone whenever you two aren't together in person.

“miss you :(”

“miles I literally just left like a couple minutes ago”

he knows whenever you feel down even if you don't say anything about it

“hermosa, look at me.” he lifted your chin with his hand making you stare up at him. “what's wrong? you're not your usual self.”

respects your boundaries and leaves you alone/drops the subject if you don't feel comfortable talking about it at the moment

“sorry, I just. I just don't wanna talk about it right now.” Miles smiled at you before kissing the top of your hand that he was holding. “it's okay mi niña hermosa, talk to me when you're ready."

[hoe4sports]

The patterns in the wallpaper

A/N: A short piece, once again based off my own experiences. You can find more stories here.

Warning: Mentions of abuse, sensitive subjects, read with caution .

If you have struggled or struggles with the same things, please know that I’m always available for a chat. I care about you.

If you find yourself in a psychological emergency; please seek medical attention.

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As a child, you weren’t really a child. In the surge of your mother’s impulsive decisions and explosive temperament, you suffered your fair share of the consequences. The consequences was piled up in your invisible backpack glued to your shoulder, and over the years; your backpack would get heavier and heavier.

At one point, the backpack was so heavy that you couldn’t get out of bed anymore. Your backpack was above your capacity leaving your attempts at standing up looking like a baby trying to walk for the first time.

The consequences of the imaginary backpack was there when you met Alexia. You met at a coffeeshop. It was the perfect romcom meeting. Alexia ran into you, and dropped her coffee on you. You had subconsciously met a few months earlier in a group therapy session for people dealing with anxiety and depression.

5th of November

One of the assets of Alexia was her face. Her face stood out to you, she didn’t look like she belonged in the room. Sure, mental illness and unwellness dosent have a spesfic look, but if you are attentive and willing to dive; you can see it in their eyes.

The thing about eyes is that it’s the only part of your body that you cannot lie with. Your eyes are like the windows to your soul, to your headspace. When you would look across the room, you would see people’s eyes. Most had drained eyes, eyes that looked like the had seen the most unforgiving of actions.

It was not like your eyes were any different. They were the same. Dull, sad, lost. There are a million ways to describe them, but the most fitting word would be gone.

Your eyes would brighten as the therapy went on. After having a few experiences with Alexia, the light had been sparked again. Like you were finally free to breathe. But, then you got the call.

“Your mother is sick, I don’t know how longs she has left”.

The light in your eyes were simply gone. Just like your mother stole your childhood, your innocence and your magic; she stole the light in your eyes and your adulthood.

It wasn’t the grieving of potentially losing your mother that had hit you. It was the grief of the loss of hope. The hope that one day, she might realise all her wrongs and try to do them right by apologising. That day looked further away than ever. It was just the tiny girl inside of you who were holding on to the hope of an apology like a child holds onto a helium balloon.

You laid in bed, sideways, facing the wall. The wall has patterns in it, carefully chosen by you and Alexia when you built your house a few years ago prior. The wallpaper is unique, you have never seen anything like it.

Alexia didn’t know it back then, but you wanted patterns on your side of the room for a reason. If you ever would spiral down into the state of mentality you had when you met Alexia, you would have something to look at.

10th of November

When your life came crashing down, a regular November night; you stared at the pattern in the wallpaper for hours. As Alexia’s soft snores fills the room bearing evidence of her trust that you are asleep: your eyes were wander to the wallpaper. Eyes heavy with sadness; but somehow also anger.

The anger lasts. It builds up. It turmoils into something bigger. Something heavier.

Anger for how your mother chose to run away from this world instead of dealing with the consequences of robbing your life before it had even begun. Anger for how she made things easier for herself. Anger for how the hope of an apology disappeared into thin air in sync with her existence.

“When i was 7, i would write my mami notes to tell her how sorry i was and how I wouldn’t mind if she gave me away to have someone better than me.”

Alexia looked at you with sadness in her eyes before wrapping her arms around you. The pair of you laying together, close to each other in totally silence and as different. Not a bad kind of different, but a healing kind of different.

“You didn’t deserve that.” Alexia whispers into the top of your head, while your face stares into the wallpaper. “I know” you respond.

25th of November

You don’t really know how to respond, or how to talk about your childhood. Your childhood had been taken out of your backpack after going to therapy for years. The consequences of your mother had been placed into a suitcase before it was thrown up to the loft. You simply forgot about it, for years. But one morning, the suitcase was back in your room filling you with grief of the life and the potential you were supposed to have.

“When I was a kid, my mom would ask me when I would go home again.” You whisper, the memory lingering in your head for a moment before the pattern of the wallpaper takes over again. “You didn’t deserve it, amor” Alexia whispers into your hair.

Alexia never tells you, but each time you share something about your childhood; her heart breaks for the person you were supposed to be. She tends to imagine what you would be like without the struggles,without the consequences of your mother. A part of her hopes that one day, you’ll have a little girl who will grow up to be just like you; but with two loving parents and a safe home.

Christmas is closing in, but you are still staring at the wall. You follow the pattern with your eyes: that’s all you have capacity to do. You never read, watch tiktoks or use your phone. You just stare at the wall, waiting for this to pass. The only issue is that this time; it won’t just pass. You haven’t realised it yet. But Alexia has, already having a list of the best private physiatrist that money could by ready for whenever your mind can hold two thoughts at the same time.

Alexia dosent push. She never does. She’s pacient. She’s consistent. She’s the most reliable asset you have had in the entirely of your life. She waits, and waits and waits; because she knows that one day you’ll be ready to move your gaze away from the wallpaper.

1st of December

“How is it today, amor?” Alexia asks. It’s the same question everytime she gets home from training. She’s just waiting for the day when you have an answer. “I don’t know” is your response. It’s always your response. Like your brain dosent have the ability to answer anything else.

Days become weeks, weeks become a month and a month became multiple months. Months of you laying in bed, waiting for it to get better. Months of you never leaving your bed for more than 5 minutes. Months of having the living room and kitchen being used by only one person.

Alexia is functioning for you, almost on your behalf. She opens your mail, books occasional doctors appointments over the phone, she brushes your hair and she brings you water with ice and a cut up apple every single morning before she leaves for practice. She dosent push it. She just leaves it infront of you.

When she has away games, she haves Alba over. Alba stays in the guest room, and she occasionally checks in on you. Never pressuring you, never making you feel bad. She understands the situation, and she wants to support her sister.

5th of December

Closing up to Christmas, Alexia is at practice tying her cleats. Mapi sits next to her watching as person after person disappears onto the pitch. When it’s only the pair of them left, she looks at Alexia.

“How’s y/n? She hasn’t been at any games this season” she wonders, the memory of you sitting next to her during her injury fresh in her mind.

“She’s alive, that’s all that matters” Alexia responds, quietly cleaning up her spot before getting ready to warm up. She clenches her jaw, not wanting to break in-front of her teammate.

Mapi smiles sadly at her understanding the severity of the situation. Ingrid went through the same thing when her grandmother died.

“I’ll get Ingrid to call her” Mapi says, not a tone of judgement in her voice.

“Anything helps” Alexia responds knowing that you and Ingrid created a special bond when Ingrid was injured. You went home to her and Mapi’s place to take care of her while Mapi went on the US tour with barca. That’s to your nature. Always taking care of others. Always attentive to others feelings.

On the drive home later that day, she dosen’t listen to music like she normally does. It’s quiet. She’s thinking. Her head is filled with worry, hoping that you will find it within you to recover again. Not because she wants you to or because she’s sick of caring for you; but because you deserve to live a life free of worry.

When she pulls up into the driveway, she sees the curtains are pulled in-front of the windows. She does it before she leaves, wanting to shield you from any media or fans. She trusts the fans, but not with you. You are fragile. A small tap, and you’ll break.

She grabs her phone and gets out of the car, walking the few meters to the entryway before locking herself in. Dinner is on her mind, perhaps salmon with pasta? You don’t eat much, but you eat pasta. If she just makes extra pasta, then she can put some pesto on it and have you eat just the pasta.

Her thoughts are spinning trying to find ways to help you without helping you. It’s exhausting, she thinks. Not caring for you, but watching you fade away until an empty shield of what you once were.

She takes off her shoes, and greets your golden retriever. He licks her hands, and wags his tail. Always so happy to see her. Her mind dosent understand how he can be happy of small things like pebble, squirrels and birds.

But then, at the corner of her eye. She sees movement. Her mind instantly brushes it off as the cat, but her curiosity gets the best of her. She rounds the corner, and her breathing stops. She stops in her tracks. Her jaw is on the floor. Her mind is empty. She’s at a loss of words.

Why?

That’s because in the kitchen, she sees you. For the first time since mid October; you look alive again. Like the color has come back into your face. Like the spark in your eyes has returned.

Out of bed, freshly showered in her Barca joggers and a hoodie cooking.

She thinks it’s a dream.

It’s not. You smile at her before pointing to the pot in-front of you.

“I made soup" you say, stirring the caserole of sweetpotato soup.

Alexia’s face soften and her lips smiles

She dosent know what to say.

You embrace her, and look her into her eyes.

She doesn’t know why, how or when Ingrid called you. But, she knows that her patience paid off.

“I love soup” Alexia responds.

7th of December

But the thing about the wallpaper, is that it’s quite the trickster. One day out of bed costs a lot more than the stamina you’ve had since getting familiar with the wallpaper a few months ago.

The wallpaper draws you in again, and for the next few weeks you lay in bed facing the wallpaper. There isn’t a singular emotion in your face. Apathy.

Christmas is closing in. It has always been your favourite holiday. You didn’t love holidays as a child, fearing the consequences of having to be with your mother’s unreliable emotions for en extended period of time.

But Christmas is different. Christmas reminds you of your grandparents. It reminds you of coming to their house, and helping your grandpa with getting the boxes of Christmas decorations from the loft.

The loft has a special smell. It’s usually not a pleasant smell, but you love the smell. It reminds you of nostalgia. It feels safe.

Nobody expects you to feel safe at your mother’s. After all, you would spent all weekends and all holidays at your grandparents. Neglected from your mother’s love and attention.

Perhaps, a part of her passing is knowing that she will never apologise. There will never come a day where she realises her mistakes, and takes responsibility for her actions. Instead, the little girl inside you has to take responsibility of her actions. It drags you down. It feels heavy.

The memory of begging your mom to change her was is still fresh in your mind. A picture of you sitting in your bedroom, tears rolling down your face while brainstorming how to get your mother to change. Maybe if you were just a little nicer? A little more helpful? A little less annoying?

“I wish I could get my mom to change her ways, maybe she would finally care about me?” you whisper out. That’s all you do these days. Whisper. Alexia holds you from behind, her arms wrapped around you like you are some fragile kitten. “The truth is that that no child can save her mother” Alexia hums, gently kissing the top of your head.

11th of December

Alexia’s patience never runs out. She waits. She happily waits for you to find your way out of the maze you have been pulled into. It’s not like you walked into the maze yourself, you were put there against your will.

It’s trial and error. Walking tirelessly to find your way out of your brain. The only thing she can do is wait. You stare at the wallpaper, and she waits. That’s how the days are going by. You stare, and stare and stare. She’s talked to her mami about it, and she supports the wait. It hurts Alexia’s mami to know that you were treated badly by your own birtggiver. She could never imagine doing something neglectful to her own children.

Alexia knows it’s not your fault, any of it really. She knows that you were supposed to be cared for. Loved. Held. But you didn’t get that. You had to figure it out yourself. It’s confusing for a little girl.

The situation confusing for everyone. Patri dosent understand why you aren’t there.

“Why isn’t your girl around anymore? Did you piss her off again?” She jokes.

“No, my wife is sick” she responds, not wanting to shine more light on your situation. She has decided that this is a private matter.

"Sick of you? or of football?" she jokes back. The room is now quiet. Awfully quiet. It’s an unwritten truth that they don’t joke about you. Mapi and Ingrid knows. Caroline and Marta too. Even Fridolina knows about your struggles.

Alexa clenches her jaw, trying her best to cool her anger. Pina tries to get Patri to cut it out, but for some reason; she dosent understand that it’s a serious matter.

“For fucks sake Patri, my wife is sick. Her mother that abused her for years had passed. She’s struggling. Can you leave me and my wife alone?” Alexia snaps, banging her cubby shut before marching out of the room.

Everyone looks at Patri. “Why did you do that?” Ingrid snaps, Patri just shrugges. “I didn’t know she was sick, I was just asking a question!”

Mapi looks at Patri.

“Read the fucking room.”

17th of December

The last game of the year, Alexia forgets her cleats. She had bought new ones after throwing away her old ones. The new ones were bright pink. Nike mad brilliance. Alexia didn’t really want bright pink, but they had the exact same colour as the top you wore on your first date, and the thought of your smile when you would see the cleats with the explanation; that convinced her.

A member of staff offers to go home for her, and get them; but she dosent want to. Even though she needs to eat with the team and do the pre game meeting. No matter how tired, she’s never willing to expose you at your most vulnerable state.

She says her goodbyes before sprinting to the car. Her luck has ran out, and there is traffic making her later than anticipated. The rain is pouring down, making cars drive slower. Her knowledge on the neighbourhoods in Barcelona are to a T after living there for many years. She makes shortcuts before finally pulling up to your street.

The houses passes by. Neighbours like the Ramirez where you would have bbqs and miss Talia where you would be invited for cookies reminds her of better days. Not just how things were a few months ago, but it reminds her of what’s to come when you find yourself back again. When you find your way out of the patterns in the wallpaper. It’s what’s ahead that’s important.

The better days.

Christmas is conveniently here. It adds to the traffic. Normally your house would be all dolled up by now, Christmas gifts and bright lights everywhere. The good old improvised wrapping station you would make taking over Alexia’s office. Normally, she would pretend to be annoyed by it. But, the truth is that she misses it. She misses walking along side you when you try to find this year’s wrapping paper theme. She always pretend to be annoyed by it, but she promises herself that next year; when you feel better, she’ll never complain.

When she pulls up to the house, it’s dark inside. It’s comforting knowing that you haven’t left the house. She knows that you wouldnt do anything dumb, but in the back of her mind the worry of how your mind taking over your rationality lingers.

With quick steps, she moves inside. Your dog greets her in the hallway, like he always does. He’s happy. His butt wiggling from side to side. She’s smiles softly spending a minute petting him, giving him kisses and belly rubs.

“Alexia? Can I come with you to the game?”

Alexia’s eyes widen. It’s like she can’t comprehend what is happening in front of her. You are standing there. Hair done, makeup on. A pair of jeans with her jersey on your upper body.

“Uh” is all she can say.

You laugh softly at her.

Your laugh. She can’t remember when she last heard you laugh before. She’s not sure what to say. If this is a surge or if you are actually feeling better. She separates her lips to speak, it words dosent come out.

You look at her.

She looks at your eyes.

Then she sees it. The sparkle is back. It’s not huge, like a few years ago, yet it’s there. A small twinkle.

“Ale, I think I’m feeling better. I’m gonna talk to the psychiatrist tomorrow”

She smiles, then she nods.

Her frame crashes into yours. Her arms wraps around you, hiding your head in her neck. She can’t remember the last time she hugged you standing up. But she’s grateful.

“My love for you is endless, princesa”

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[livelaughloveloak]

𓂅 WISHUROSES ⊰ 🎡

𖦹 pairing : earth1610!miles morales x reader

𖦹 summary : random scenarios and headcanons of miles as your boyfriend

𖦹 author's note : y'all I'm literally running out of ideas so I would appreciate it if you guys sent me some requests 😭 btw this isn't proofread

you and him definitely have a snapstreak but it was on accident. he randomly snapped you and you'd snap him back on a daily so now you two are just stuck with a 200+ snapstreak.

he bought you a Polaroid camera for your birthday and you ended up using up most of the film on him.

you have the pictures up on the board hanging up in your room

HE'S A COMPLETE SWEET HEARTTTT through actions or through text he'll show his love for you either way.

you pulled back from the tight hug miles pulled you into and looked up at his face. "miles you have that smug look on your face again." you poked his cheek and laughed. miles gasped and was quick to defend himself although he was in fact smiling like an idiot. "I do not!!"

if he's not busy with spiderman business, school, family problems, or hanging out with you then he's busy texting you instead.

he might go to an advanced private school but he refuses to write sentences properly.

you'd receive messages from him like these

inaminit

whaddup

nuhuh

luv u

wya?

he'll abuse the living hell out of emojis when texting you

"yup 😎😎😎😎😎😎💪💪💪"

"wdym no ☹️☹️😒😒🤨🤨🤨"

omw Mami 😋😋😋🤟🏿🤟🏿🤟🏿🤟🏿🤟🏿🤟🏿

he'll ask you for help when it's washday for his hair. his scalp is sensitive so you make sure to be extra careful

he has your contact saved as mi alma. one time his mom saw the contact name pop up on his phone and questioned him about it. he freaked out and started blabbering nonsense

he tells you stories about his adventures when his uncle aaron was still alive.

he has a picture of you as his wallpaper and a pic of you guys together as his lockscreen

he draws you two matching pfps

will definitely give you a new drawing everytime he can

was sweating bullets when he finally revealed to you that he was spiderman.

the pressure was quickly lifted off of his shoulders once you said that you accepted him and understood.

he's still scared that you'd be his canon event and swears he'll never let you die

"even if I have to destroy this universe as long as you're alive I'll be alright." you pinched his cheek and smiled. "don't be silly miles" a groan escaped his mouth as you giggled. "mami stopppp I'm being serious right now."

he let's you win in games just to see you happy but if it's basketball he's not gonna hold back 😭🙏

has his face buried in your neck while sleeping. he says it's because "I'm cold and you just happen to be warm" but yet again it's the middle of summer.

will be jumping up and down our of joy when you bought him new Jordans for his birthday

he has a bracelet with your name engraved into it and he wears it proudly

his phone album is filled with pictures of you. you and him fight eachother whenever you catch him trying to take a candid 0.5 picture of you

he 100% calls you "my heart"

says the most old man type of comebacks when playfully arguing with you

"yeah well you can go kick rocks!!"

"boohoo buckaroo"

"too bad so sad"

"nuh uh" or in other times "yuh huh"

"whatever pal"

"listen here buddy"

you two wear matching pajamas when you have sleepovers

don't get me started on this man and saying the "rizz" jokes...

"rizzanator is what I am"

"let's have a rizz off"

"call me the rizzmaster"

he'll airdrop you the most random memes and burst out laughing when seeing your reaction

he gifted you a promise ring with both of your initials engraved into it as an anniversary gift

miles won you a teddy bear in a fair and now you both call it your "child"

don't expect to get a warning because miles will randomly FaceTime you out of nowhere.

he'd give you a spiderman suit so you could match with him

when you first met his mom she liked you without hesitation and asked to take a picture with you. she made miles take the picture 😭

overall a sweet guy and will give you the princess treatment you deserve!!

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July 4, 2023 | All rights reserved to @livelaughloveloak • Do not repost, reupload, translate, modify, or claim any of my work as your own. ✮

art in the polaroids are made by purpletunabread on twitter and koscribbls on instagram

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