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ahokyoya · 2 years ago
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Children Kids Room Example of a sizable, minimalist children's room with a gender-neutral layout
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seishiroses · 6 months ago
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Proof that Nagi lost Barou and immediately picked Rin as his new 'guy I love to piss off' ⬇️
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But also: area man can't be bothered to think at his job but displays a very active imagination over which of his coworkers reminds him of what animal/which of them should be put in a maid outfit (he is all of us).
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tracksuitlesbian · 2 months ago
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elderwisp · 7 months ago
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morganbritton132 · 2 years ago
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What was it like for Joan at the soccer game?
If Joan had the ability to interpret all the nuances of human emotions than she might have noticed that Steve was a little embarrassed about her being there, but Steve’s complete and total dedication to defending Eddie and all of his eccentricities overrides everything and that is a much louder emotion.
So, when someone makes a comment about it being a soccer game and not one of Eddie’s freakshows, Steve tears the guy’s whole vibe to pieces. Joan thinks that’s for her.
She is pleased.
She is not confined to the dreaded cat stroller either since Eddie brought her less dreaded harness and leash. She used the full extend of the leash to show her appreciation for Steve standing up for her by rubbing against his leg when he’s on the bench.
Though she is not thrilled when he dumps water over his head and it gets her too. She retreats back to Ozzy, Eddie, and Nancy after that.
Joan is actually really into the game. She follows the ball, darting back and forth with it as it goes up and down the field. Though her attention gets drawn elsewhere when a butterfly flies passed her in the grass and she chases after it.
Eddie is not as appreciative as he should be when she brings it to him in two pieces.
After the first half, since there were no butterflies left to hunt and Ozzy was working, Joan curled up in between Nancy and Eddie and let the warmth of the morning sun lull her into a nice sleep. 
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igotsnothing · 22 days ago
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Pillow talk
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cruel-hiraeth · 2 months ago
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in my mind palace bachira and nagi have the biggest cocks in blue lock
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housecow · 1 year ago
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been driving a minivan all week… practice for when it’s the only car i can fit into 🥰
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dearstvckyx · 3 months ago
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“Who's the cute boy with the white jacket, And the thick accent?” - PG6
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summary: Alexia attends her first Barcelona game with her best friend Madison and locks eyes with Gavi near the players’ entrance. Intrigued by “the cute boy in the white jacket,” she later begins thinking about him not aware he’s doing the same!
pairing: oc! Alexia x Pablo Gavi (ft oc! Madison)
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Alexia adjusted her scarf nervously as she followed Madison through the crowded streets of Barcelona. The night air buzzed with excitement as fans made their way to Camp Nou, waving flags and chanting in unison. It was Alexia’s first time at a football game, and Madison—her best friend and die-hard Barcelona fan—was determined to make it unforgettable.
“You’re gonna love this,” Madison said, practically skipping ahead. “There’s nothing like seeing Barça play live. Trust me.”
“I’ll take your word for it,” Alexia replied, her voice tinged with amusement. She didn’t know much about football, but Madison’s enthusiasm was infectious.
Once inside the stadium, the energy was electric. The chants echoed like a heartbeat, and Alexia couldn’t help but get swept up in the moment. After finding their seats, Madison leaned over. “Okay, keep an eye on number six. Gavi. He’s insane.”
“Noted,” Alexia said, though she barely understood what Madison was talking about.
The game was thrilling, even for someone as clueless as Alexia. She cheered when Madison cheered and gasped when the crowd did. By halftime, she was already hooked.
After the game ended with a resounding Barça victory, Madison surprised her. “C’mon, I know a spot where we can see the players leave. You might get an autograph if we’re lucky!”
Alexia followed, more like dragged by, her friend to a barricaded area near the players’ entrance. A small crowd had gathered, hoping for a glimpse of their idols. Alexia didn’t know what to expect, but then she saw him.
A boy in a crisp white jacket emerged from the tunnel, his dark hair slightly tousled, his expression relaxed but focused. His presence was magnetic. He paused to wave at the fans, and that’s when his eyes locked with Alexia’s.
Her breath hitched. He smiled—just a small, genuine curve of his lips—but it felt like the world shifted. Without thinking, she smiled back.
“Who’s the cute boy in the white jacket?” Alexia whispered to Madison, trying to sound casual but failing miserably.
Madison turned to look, then practically shrieked. “That’s Gavi!”
“Gavi?” Alexia repeated, tasting the name like it was foreign but intriguing.
“Yeah, Pablo Gavi. He’s one of Barça’s best players right now. You literally just made eye contact with the future of football!”
Alexia blinked, still processing the moment. Gavi turned back toward the tunnel, but not before casting one last glance in her direction.
That night, back in her room, Alexia couldn’t shake the image of Gavi’s smile—or the way her heart had fluttered like it had a mind of its own.
Meanwhile, across the city, Gavi sat quietly in the back of the team bus, headphones around his neck but no music playing. His teammates chatted and laughed around him, but he wasn’t listening. Instead, his thoughts were consumed by the brunette haired girl in the crowd—the one with the shy smile and green eyes who had caught him off guard.
He leaned his head against the window, the city lights blurring as the bus sped through the streets. For reasons he couldn’t quite explain, she lingered in his mind.
Who was she? he wondered, a small smile tugging at his lips.
The image of her smiling back at him felt like a spark—brief but impossible to ignore.
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Should I write a part 2?
Inspired by:
Read part two here
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moonleey · 25 days ago
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Decided to post it-
@stinkrat-aleks Soccer UA
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ssiat · 1 year ago
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early)A place where dreams grow SET
A place where dream grow SET [1] Bed         $260 [2] Side table       $65 [3] Closet        $975 [4] Desk         $505 [5] Chair         $60 [6] Rug          $41 [7] Height chart      $30 [8] Desk draw and books $20 [9] Wall decoration    $10
Tistory / Patreon(early)
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virtu4l-di4ry · 9 months ago
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woah so youre telling me no tortured gay has written a destiel/spn (college) yellowjackets au??? YOURE TELL ME THAT I HAVE TO WRITE IT????
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tracksuitlesbian · 28 days ago
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Just reminding everyone that this exists 🥵
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ysabelyaps · 1 month ago
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hi again
I think the emoji is a Japanese wind chime (google helped me 😝)
and today me and my friend cut of a piece of our hair and made hair babies mine looks like he want to rizz me up 💀
don’t rush yourself I can’t wait🥰
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Ooh I love wind chimes, I was so sad when we sold our old one 😞. 6 yr old me loved it.
Also, hair babies 😭🙏
And ty for your patience, here is my attempt, I can always redo it dw !!
Healing Kisses
A/N: I haven’t played soccer since those 2 weeks when I was like 4, I know NOTHING abt it except for like, ball, kick, yay ?
Warnings: probably factual incorrect
Genre: Fluff/Comfort (?)
Summary: After practice, Se-Mi picks [name] up only to find out that she had injured herself and not properly treated it. Will Se-Mi’s kisses make it better?
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“[name]! Your girlfriend is out there waiting for you! Hurry up!”
“Okay okay! Don’t rush me damnit!”
You rushed to grab your things, ignoring the stinging pain you felt shooting up your leg. It was sharp, it was terrible. Once you made it outside, you see a familiar smiling face. It’s Se-Mi.
You throw your things in the back and sit in the front seat.
“How was practice love?”
You told her it was fine.
But Se-Mi was smarter than that. She could see you wince as you ran outside.
She could the see the slight swelling in your ankle, she noticed how yo barely put any weight on your foot in the car. She noticed your limping. Soon, you guys made it to your shared apartment.
“Let me see.”
“Huh?”
“Your leg.” She nodded her head towards your injured leg.
“What about it?” She gave you a knowing look and you sighed, the two of you sitting on the couch, your foot on her lap as she inspected it. Trying to assess the damages.
“..should just be a sprain.. why didn’t you say anything? Did you practice with this?”
You stayed quiet. Of course you did, you hated drawing attention to yourself so you didn’t mention your foot to anyone.
She sighed, time for a longggg lecture.
She kept going on about how dangerous it was whilst bandaging your ankle.
You just sighed and slumped on the couch.
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“I just.. didn’t want to seem weak or anything.. a sprained ankle isn’t that bad..”
“Love, any injury, no matter how small, needs to heal. It’s not making you weak, you could make it worse. Your team will understand. I promise.”
You sighed, leaning your head against her shoulder. She kissed the top of your head.
“Does it still hurt?”
“..a bit.”
Se-Mi smirked, you pulled back. “..what?” She held you, starting by kissing the top of your head, then your forehead, to your shoulder, hand, thighs, etc.
None of it was sexual, just love. All innocent loving touches, meant to comfort you.
To show that an injury wouldn’t change her view of you.
“I’ll get you some ice for that, alright?”
You smiled at her.
You were so lucky to have her, she was so caring and understanding. But never too overwhelming. Never too much, never not enough. Just perfect, you loved her. So much.
You couldn’t imagine a world without her.
And she couldn’t imagine a world without you.
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fleshwithfleas · 2 years ago
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He's the only one who knows what everyone wants
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aestheticsoftheinternet · 1 year ago
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Choco Ball Cookie Moodboard
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