#they were eachothers best friend at madrid

[swaggypsyduck]

a few more pics to explain them

no further evidence ur honour.

@swaggypsyduck As my main Ramos expert mutual I wanted to send you an ask but couldnt upload the file. Anyways here is my ask: what the fuck is up with these 2

[putellasawfc]

figured out ! (social media au)

sam kerr x spanish!reader

summary: after a phenomenal performance in the 2023 world cup, reader moves to chelsea where she quickly strikes up a connection with a certain australian striker.

faceclaim : alexia putellas (2 posts) & nathalie björn (rest of the au).

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youruser still can’t believe this is real life. no words right now. MUNDO CAMPEONAS !!!! 🥇🇪🇸🇪🇸

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ynfan1 SO DESERVED !!!

ynfan2 BEST PLAYER AT THE WORLD CUP OMGGG

spainfan1 MUNDO CAMPEONASSSSSS 😭😭

jennihermoso 🧱🧱🧱

ynfan3 you were amazing the whole tournament! so proud of you 🤍

aitanabonmati noia estrella ⭐️

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barclayswsl after her phenomenal performance at this years women’s world cup, it has been reported that multiple clubs have shown interest in spanish defender yn yln, including: arsenal, vfl wolfsburg, atlético madrid and chelsea. where do you think she’ll end up?

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ynfan1 any club would be so lucky to have her! so glad she’s finally being spoken about.

arsenalfan1 PLS PLS PLS ARSENAL

chelseafan1 yn and millie on the same team would be a dream 😭

ynfan2 but i wanted her to stay at levante :(

ynfan3 she’s wasting her potential there. definitely needs to go to a bigger club.

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chelseafcw offically a blue! welcome to the club @/youruser. the colour suits you. 😉.

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ynfan1 WE WONN !!

ynfan2 arsenal were right there .....

chelseafan1 dream come true!

chelseafan2 never seen her play before, is she good?

ynfan2 AMAZING!

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youruser first training session with the blues completed ✅

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zeciramusovic first of many!

ynfan1 the chelsea badge looks so good on you !!!

ynfan2 imagine playing at spain for three years and then having to get used to english weather 😭

ynfan3 the neck warmer and gloves oh she’s struggling 😭😭

silvialloriss :(

ashley_lawrence10 💙💙💙

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chelseafcw first start for our newcomer. rate her performance out of 10!

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ynfan1 129394/10

chelseafan1 what a signing!

chelseafan2 the reason we kept a clean sheet today 1000%

johannakaneryd 10! ☺️

ynfan2 more starts PLEASE

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youruser settling in well!

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mbrighty04 sisterrr 🫂

ynfan1 you look so good in blue !!!!

ynfan2 aww i love howv quickly she's fit in

ynfan3 need a goal and a badge tap next game to keep me sane

chelseafan1 transfer season done right.

_jesslcarter 💙💙💙

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kerrupdates sam today during the chelsea vs everton match. her two goals made it 4-0 for chelsea!

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kerrfan1 absolute baller

matildasfan1 imagine having sam kerr play for your club and country ... i am so lucky.

kerrfan2 did anyone see sam and yn after the match???

kerrfan3 what happened?

kerrfan2 they were hanging onto eachother and whispering to themselves, giggling together they looked really cozy.

chelseafan1 so? that's what friends do .

kerrfan2 i'm just saying.....

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ynupdates yn spotted with chelsea teammate sam kerr out and about today!

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ynfan1 ONG ????!

ynfan2 wait …. what ????

kerrfan1 omg i love them already.

kerrfan2 i don’t know, i think people are reading into this too much.

ynfan3 swear they’re literally holding hands in the first pic ?? how could we be reading into this?

chelseafan1 i ship it !!!

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kerrupdates 'just friends' right sam?

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was meant to be longer but of course tumblr has a silly 30 image per post limit. would be open to a part 2 if any of you would like it?

[20-th-centurygirl]

it's always been you

bsf! jude bellingham x fem!reader

summary: falling in love with your life long best friend is no joke

a/n: hello ! i haven't written a full fic in an eternity so i'm abit rusty. this is also angsty ish? which isn't my speciality so i hope it's good. i'm a bit :/ on the ending bc it feels a little rushed but i hope you enjoy <3

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for as long as you could remember, you and jude had been attached at the hip. your moms had always been close, and when they both had children at the same time they were determined to get them to be equally as close. and they'd succeeded. you and jude had gone through primary and secondary school together, and your closeness never faltered even when he moved to a completely different country. you were eachothers most loved person, eachothers first kiss at the grand age of nine years old, you were the best friend either of you would ever have.

when jude moved to madrid, you took the opportunity to spend more time with him than ever before, moving over to go to uni there. he'd even offered, no insisted, that you move in with him. and who were you to say no?

and it had all been great. cuddling and watching a film in judes bed had become nightly routine, and it was very rare that you made it back to your own, often too tired from judes fingertips gently dancing up snd down your arm lulling you to sleep. everyone around you was sure that you and him were more than just friends, but you'd never seen eachother in that way, and you were both sure that you never would. how wrong you both were.

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your head was rested on judes chest, your eyes fluttering shut "hey, don't fall asleep on me angel" he teased, poking your nose and grinning in amusement when you scrunched it.

" 'm not, just resting my eyes"

"mhm"

you weren't resting your eyes. you woke up the next morning wrapped in judes arms. he was still asleep, and you tried to shuffle out of his arms to have a shower but he'd caught you. "where you going?" he mumbled, grabbing your wrist to keep you in the bed.

"'m going to have a shower. or is that not allowed?" you teased

"only if i watch" his wonky grin and voice thick with sleep gave you butterflies. "no you perv" you'd both seen eachother naked countless times, and jude loved making inappropriate jokes. if only you knew there was some meaning behind it.

"are you gonna come to my game today?" jude had got out of bed and you couldn't help but linger on his bare abs, the only clothing he was wearing being a pair of boxers. jude noticed but said nothing, and he couldn't deny the giddy feeling he felt when he saw you checking him out.

"have i ever missed a game?" you teasingly pinched his cheeks. "anyway stop staring at my arse now i need to get ready"

jude rolled his eyes, walking over to you. "i'll see you later. be safe on the way" he pressed a small kiss to your hair, something he did every time one of you were leaving.

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jude didn't know what was happening. he'd always seen you as second sibling but lately he'd felt different. the way your smile could light up a whole room, the pride in your face whenever he mentioned anything about football, the way you cared for him. he'd always thought you were attractive, but lately he was seeing you in a whole new light. everytime he saw you his heart skipped a beat. the 'jokes' he'd always made started to have meaning behind them. but he didn't have a crush on you, no way?

his heart skipped a beat the moment his eyes locked onto you. you were never a huge fan of football, you'd said yourself many times you'd rather watch rugby but here you were, the sun hitting you perfectly, highlighting every feature, your smile that made his day better no matter what, your eyes sparkling as the sun bounced off them, as far as jude was concerned you were an angel on earth. and when he saw you standing proudly with his last name on your back it hit him, he was in love with you. absolutely infatuated. and he knew full well you'd never see him in the way he was beginning to see you. whenever someone asked, you'd jokingly pull a face of disgust before making it abundantly clear to that person that you were just friends and nothing more. jude had girls throw themselves at him everyday, yet he only wanted the girl that called him her brother.

little did he know you felt the same way. you hated the fact that you were starting to fancy your bestfriend. the teasing jokes, drunken kisses and the constant cuddling wasn't friendly. you could pretend not to be interested, to tell people you'd rather get a lobotomy than ever be with jude in a romantic way all you wanted but it wouldn't change the fact you wanted him to be yours and yours only. and maybe you had a chance. the way he acted with you didn't seem friendly, and you planned to attempt to make a move.

but then it changed. you and jude had both been invited to a mutual friends birthday party. you secretly couldn't wait to see jude, knowing his outfit would had you drooling. but he walked in with a girl that none of you had ever seen hanging off his shoulder and you felt your heart shatter.

"who's that?" muttered to your bestfriend

"don't know? is she his girlfriend? surely he'd have told you if he had one" she said, her eyes locked onto the new 'couple'

"he hasn't mentioned anything"

"weird" she replied, walking away quickly as she saw them approaching.

the first person jude brought her over to was you, of course it was. "y/n. this is jess" he smiled

"hi, i've heard so much about you. i love your dress" she was amazing. gorgeous, prefect hair, perfect body and she was nice. "thank you! sorry if this sounds rude but judes just not mentioned you. how long have you two been seeing eachother?" you shot jude a glare for putting you on the spot but he seemed completely oblivious.

"oh only a few weeks. i'm sorry i thought jude told you" jess shot him a glare too, and jude frowned. "no he didn't. sorry, i'm just gonna go grab a drink" you practically ran away, wanting nothing more than to be swallowed whole.

you'd spent the rest of the evening avoiding him completely, hiding to go to the toilet or getting one of your friends to drag to away every time jude was making his way over to you.

"god i can't even hate her. she's so fucking nice and pretty and just perfect" you slumped in a corner in the middle of two of your friends. you didn't have a justifiable reason to feel this way, you were just friends. but you were convinced that you were destined to be something more. you'd always wondered about jude, questioning if he ever had any romantic feelings for you, and lately you were certain he did. and you had accepted that you felt the same way, ready to tell him and he walked in with a girl you'd never met.

"are you upset because your hopelessly inlove with him?" one teased and you couldn't even argue back. she was right.

"i just feel like he's put me on the spot? he didn't tell any of us she was coming and she thought he had. she couldn't believe i didn't know who she was. am i being dramatic? i think i've had too much to drink" you pouted, completely unsure of whether you were being reasonable or not. " i'm gonna go and get some fresh air"

you rested your back flat against the wall, watching the cars go by. the cool air was refreshing, giving you a chance to think. "hey" jude came out and stood next to you. "fucking hell you scared me. what're you doing out here?"

"haven't seen you all night. where have you been hiding?"

"i haven't been hiding. just thought you might've wanted some space with jess" your tone was sharper than you intended, but you couldn't help it.

"what's that supposed to mean?"

"doesn't mean anything"

"do you not like her or something?"

"It's got nothing to do with her" you took a deep breath before turning to face jude "why didn't you tell me she was coming?"

"what?"

"i just feel like you've put me on the spot s'all. i mean did you not see how uncomfortable you made her by not telling me?"

"right. i think you're being a bit dramatic"

you scoffed, then you both went silent, focusing on your surroundings instead.

jude broke the silence first "you gonna come on saturday? jess is gonna be there and she's looking forward to seeing you again"

"dunno. i'll try but i might be busy" you mumbled. "i'm gonna go back in, getting cold now" you didn't give him a chance to reply, quickly walking past him.

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you didn't go to the game. you knew it was petty but you just couldn't face it. you promised yourself you'd just sit this one out.

jude arrived home and went straight up to your room. he opened your door and carefully walked in. "hi"

"hi"

"why didn't you come to the game?"

"didn't feel right with jess being there" you shrugged. making up some stupid lie was far easier than admitting the truth. but the truth always comes out in the end. judes defeated "oh" sent guilt through your body, but it wasn't fair to tell him the real reason and to ruin a happy relationship. you'd get over him soon enough, right?

"sorry, i didn't mean to upset you. i just didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable, s'all. it feels weird being there if your girlfriends there "

"i get it. i'll see you in the morning, night." jude moved towards you with his arms outstretched, but you stepped back, mumbling something about a cold and you didn't miss the flicker of hurt in his eyes. you'd never denied him any hug, in fact it was rare for you to both be in seperate beds. but you had to get over him, and in your head the best way to do that was try to distance yourself from him. you knew it was hurting him, but you felt lost. you wanted him in a way that you could never have him.

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the next two weeks consisted of you avoiding jude as much as you possibly could, pretending to be asleep or in the shower whenever he came to say goodbye to go to training. you ate separately, missed out on judes came with the excuse of being 'ill' or 'tired'. you knew it was mean, but in your head it was the only way to try and get over jude. he had a girlfriend that wasn't you and you just had to get over it.

but frankly jude was miserable. jess was perfect, really he should've been over the moon to be with her but she wasn't you. no girl would ever compare to you, but you'd shut him out completely for no apparent reason. he knew dating someone else was a stupid way to try and ignore his feelings for you because ultimately they only got stronger. but now with you icing him out he was sort of stuck.

you missed him terribly, especially tonight. he'd gone over to see jess and the jealously you felt was unlike anything else.

"jude i wanna talk to you" jude's 'girlfriend' muttered. he didn't really know what they were, it was difficult to label a relationship when he was in love with someone else.

"whats up"

"us. its not gonna work out"

"why"

"because you're in love with someone else. it's only fair on the three of us if you leave and go to her instead" she smiled softly. jude didn't know what to say, but he knew exactly who the girl infront of him was talking about. he said nothing to say, she was right. he'd never fully love someone else, and he couldn't begin to try unless he got the closure he needed. "i'm sorry. i don't want you to feel like i was dragging you along"

"it's okay. i knew the first time i met her you were both infatuated. the way she looked at you gave it all away. she's a lovely girl jude"

"thank you. i'm sorry"

"i know"

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the pounding of judes fists against your door abruptly woke you up from your sleep. You swung the door open, ready to argue with whoever it was. but the exasperated expression on judes face stopped you in your tracks.

"jude?"

"what have i done wrong y/n?" the desperation in his voice cutting you deeply

"what"

"you've just cut me out your life completely and i don't know why? we never do anything anymore. you're not at my games you don't call me. i miss you."

"i'm not your girlfriend jude" you hissed, far harsher than you intended and you knew instantly that you were in the wrong. but what was he expecting? he had a girlfriend, why did he need you to play that role instead of her?

"well maybe i don't like the reminder" he mumbled but you'd heard him loud and clear.

"what?" you whispered, his quip like a harsh slap.

"such a smart girl but you can't see things right infront of your eyes. i am absolutely stupidly hopelessly in love with you y/n. jess was just my way of trying to forget about the way i felt about you because i knew you'd never want me in that way. but it didn't help, she didn't help. it's you or no one"

"really" was all you could stutter out, absolutely speechless at his confession.

"yes really. if you don't feel the same way tell me now and i'll be out your life forever" in all the years you'd been friends with jude, you'd never seen him so vulnerable and it rendered you speechless. you knew his reaction was genuine but you refused to believe it.

"no jude, i feel the same way. that's why i stopped speaking to you, seeing you with someone else killed me"

"why didn't you say anything?"

"why didn't you?"

you both went silent, feeling incredibly stupid. jude spoke up first "i was scared. whenever someone asked you if we were dating you'd just be so disgusted? like you always saw me just as a friend and i didn't wanna lose you. i'd rather be your best friend who's stupidly in love with you than lose you completely by confessing"

"i felt the same" you mumbled, head staring down at the floor. "god i feel so stupid. think of all the time we could've spent together if i said something"

"don't feel stupid" jude cupped your cheeks in his palms "look at me, you are the most amazing person i've ever met. and we're gonna spend the rest of our lives together angel, i promise" he leaned in, pressing his lips to yours and it was nothing short of perfection. your own hands rested on his side, judes lips soft and plump against yours. his tongue gliding against yours. it was like you were made for eachother.

you pulled back first, resting your forehead against judes."what about jess?"

"she ended it. she was really nice about it. she said she knew i loved you and she didn't want to try and force a relationship that wouldn't ever work"

"really?"

"yeah. we weren't really official anyway. i was only with her to try and get over you"

"what do we do now?" you whispered, a wide smile adorning both your faces. "was thinking we could go out to that coffee shop we always used to go to. just wanna take it slow, we've got all the time in the world"

"yes we do" you smiled, pulling him into your room and connecting your mouths again.

[barcalover86]

Just friends-Pablo Gavi

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Summary: You and Gavi are best friends, but you both feel something for eachother.

"Why don't you tell her that you like her, hermano? Take your chance, she's definitely into you, who wouldn't?"

Pedri was encouraging his friend to tell his feelings towards his friend, y/n.

They met a few months ago when Pedri brought her to one of their match and since then, Gavi felt something for her.

Pedri knew when he saw the look the two of them were giving to each other, so he tried to convince them both to confess.

Of course, they didn't believe him at all. Y/n was saying that a boy like Pablo Gavi couldn't ever like a girl that simple as her, and on the other side, the boy was saying that she is too good for him and is afraid of ruining the one thing that they have, their friendship.

They weren't talking much, being really awkward next to each other, but were definitely more happy when they were spending time together.

Y/n loves his personality a lot. Gavi is a sweet guy who cares a lot about his family and friends. His passion for football is strong, but that never meant that he wouldn't spend time with his loved ones.

He all the time was talking to his sister on his phone, but what y/n didn't know was that Gavi was constantly talking about her.

How he loves her little laugh and how she smiles when she sees a dog. He was talking about their little moments that meant a lot to him, like touching his hand accidently, or when you were hugging him goodbye.

Gavi never felt that way towards anyone. He had some girls like every other 18 year old boy does. He never wanted anything serious because of football, but when he met her, his mind changed.

Y/n never had a relationship, and she was 2 years younger than him. She also fell in love after a few times when she'd seen him.

Now, it was the last night before Gavi had to go to the national team. Everyone was happy and proud of him, but he was sad that the leaving meant that he wouldn't have time anymore to see his family, friends and her.

Don't get me wrong, he is so happy that he was called for the national team with Ansu, but it also meant a lot of hard training and another diet to make him more energic than he already is, if that is however possible.

Gavi, Aurora, Pedri, Y/n, and Fer were staying at a restaurant, enjoying the late night together. They were laughing a lot until the question Pedri asked made a huge silence.

"So y/n and Gavi, do you think it's time to speak your hearts ? "

"Que?" y/n asked him while kinda blushing.

Aurora, Gavi's sister, chuckled a little and encouraged them both to answer Pedri's question.

"I don't have anything to confess, Pedri, nor does y/n, right?"

She was silent for a second.

"That's right," she eventually answered, but it was clearly in her voice that she was sad.

"Oh, c'mon! Y/n, Gavi told me that he likes you and Gavi, Y/n told me that she also likes you, so why don't you just get together!? You won't ruin your friendship, hermanito, and y/n, yes, he is attracted to you"

"Let's leave them alone, Pedri "

When the two of them left, the "in love people" stayed. No one said anything until a while, so when she counted to 100, she decided to speak.

"Is it true..?"

He smiled.

"I wanna ask you the same thing"

"I'm a shy girl, you know. Maybe you wanna show me?" y/n said with real bravery in her blood.

He smiled and blushed before he connected his lips to her. The kiss was soft and full of love and admiration, something that they both never felt.

When they pull apart, the smiles never left.

"Oh, I'm so sad that I didn't do this before," he moaned in frustration before she laughed.

"At least we did it now" she tried to make the atmosphere more positive.

He smiled again and blushed at the thought. He kissed her again, and it was y/n's turn to smile into the kiss. They were happier than ever and were sure that after the days in Madrid, they were going to have the best time together.

[creative-heart]

"The one that got away" Enzo Vogrincic x fem! reader

A/N: Hi! this is the first thing I’ve written in so long, so please be nice. If you have any constructive criticism it’s always welcomed, if it comes from love and respect. I really hope you like this, it’s inspired in kind of a mashup between “The one that got away” by Katy Perry and “Bride or groom” by India Parkman. it’s also written in a third person POV.

Warnings: Basically Angst, all angst, mild drinking. Whatever is in italics is thoughts.

Word Count: 1.6K

The one where reader never spoke up for her love towards Enzo

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It had always been them two against the world, ever since kindergarten when Y/N being the bubbly extroverted redhead girl she had always been, all but adopted sweet shy Enzo, since day one they had been inseparable. Y/N's mom even started calling them June and Johny as they became teenagers, always up to some innocent mischief -from stealing the leftover vodka from the liquor cabinet to grabbing their parents car keys in the night to go take a drive around-. 

It had been so gradually that she had fallen for Enzo that Y/N couldn’t pin point the exact moment, maybe it was after the redhead called him crying at 2 in the morning because that douchebag boyfriend of hers broke it off at 15, or when he ran to the store for the first time to get her tampons cause she had ran out on a Sunday afternoon, and now, here they were. 

“Last day of summer” Y/N sighed looking off into the sunset, while she sat beside the raven haired guy on her parents house roof like they always did “who knew highschool would come and go so fast”.

“And you are abandoning me, breaking a 15 year old promise to never leave me alone…” Enzo retorted in an overly dramatic way just to make his best friend laugh,“I always knew you would leave though, that I would have to face this horrible world alone” and laugh she did while rolling her eyes nudging his side playfully.

“Not my fault you’re bound to be the next big screen hearthrob, and I need to go off to college, not all of us are made for stardom”, she absentmindedly passed the bottle to him before turning slightly to look at that beautiful face she had grown to love, Y/N bit the inside of her lip, once again arguing with herself trying to decide if she should tell him she loved him or not - come on Y/N don’t be such a fucking coward, he’s right here, tell him-, she opened her mouth and took a deep breath she was going to do it, she finally would, when his phone rang.

“Well, that’s me, my brother’s downstairs” he huffed standing up placing a kiss on the top of Y/Ns head “see you later fireball” he chuckled as he got off the roof carefully, the nickname he had given his friend when they were kids still made him laugh to this day, the girl hummed nodding and watched him leave.

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Life got busy, and they saw eachother less and less with every passing year. Not that anything changed when they did get to hang out, some things never change -how handsome Enzo was, or how much Y/N loved him for example- their friendship was the exact same that it had always been. 

Y/N tapped her fingers anxiously on the table in the corner of the cafe where they had agreed to meet, five years had gone by and the freckled face woman still felt the same butterflies in her stomach when she was seeing him -he lived in Madrid fulltime now it made it easier for work and she was still back in Montevideo, she was working in a big time law firm, everyone knew she was gonna be a lawyer since forever, always had an argument for everything-. She looked at her phone again and sighed, he was already fifteen minutes late, he never was, she thought maybe this time, life had gotten too busy -he’s clearly not coming, don’t blame him though, he must be so busy- she thought to herself, as she was gathering her stuff to get up, she felt his hand on her shoulder and his usual kiss on the top of her head.

“Sorry fiery, I’m so late, parking in Madrid” he laughed- that oh so enchanting sound that always made her heart skip a beat-, as he sat down across from his lifelong friend. She smiled, everything was forgiven as soon as he looked at her with those dark eyes of his.

“Thought fame had finally gotten to you and you weren’t coming” she pouted while setting her phone back down, she looked at Enzo’s face, something was different, she could tell, something had been different for a bit now, and the change of scenery did nothing to apeace her mind. He rolled his eyes with a warm smile plastered on his face.

“I would never miss the chance to see my best friend are you crazy?” he smiled at the waiter as he brought over the coffee he had ordered on his way in. He took to stirring the sugar in it for way too long, trying to find the words of what he needed to tell Y/N, she looked at him, a tilt in her head, there was something wrong, she could tell, she knew him too well.

“spill it” she said keeping her eyes glued on him he chuckled “you know me to well Y/N/N” he looked up and smiled at her -here goes nothing- he thought.

“I’ve met someone… well…more than met, I have a girlfriend, her name is Marina” he smiled at the mention of her name, Y/N gulped, and forced a smile on her face- she was dying inside, but she would never let it show, not to him, not when he looked this happy. “We met a few months ago, through some mutual friends, she’s a doctor, you will love her. She loves cats and painting, just like you, I can’t wait for you to meet her” he kept rambling on about Marina, he couldn’t help himself, she was the best woman to ever walk this earth besides from Y/N, he KNEW they would get along well- he wanted them to at least, they’re both too important to him in one way or another.

Crap, you’re an idiot, you’re a fucking idiot she kept repeating to herself, Y/N felt her heart sink to the bottom of her stomach, each word her friend said taking it a bit lower, if she had only been braver on that roof when she had the chance- Smile Y/N- she reminded herself, her friend- that word stinging more than it had ever done now- was happy and that was the most important part…right? right.

And he had been right, Y/N eventually met Marina, and she was a sweetheart, and she loved Enzo, it showed, Y/N knew by the way the blonde looked at him that she loved him, because it was the same way she looked at him.

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Y/N would be lying to herself if she said she never wished Enzo and Marina broke up, she never lost that hope, relationships not always worked out…hers didn’t at least. But they hadn’t, they seemed to be the perfect power couple, so when her Johny had told her they were getting married and  asked her to be his best woman, she couldn’t say no, she had to be honest, another five years had gone by and the sinking feeling in her gut had never left, it was there every time she saw a picture on his instagram of them two, it got worse every time one of her relationships failed, it just never left.

The twenty-eight year old, fearless woman, who no one wanted to come across in court, somehow felt small and fragile while she looked at herself in the mirror and took a deep breath forcing a smile on her face while finishing her make-up “okay, listen up you”- she gave her reflection a peptalk while she got ready- “you had your chance, you were too scared to take it, it was there and you let it slip away, you have no right to ruin his happiness you’re gonna stand there, you’re gonna be the friend Enzo needs, and you’re gonna tough it out”, the last part coming out shaky as she suppressed a sob, she downed the last of her wine glass and walked out.

She knocked on his door “En, you ready?” she said slightly opening it, just enough to see the most handsome man she had ever seen standing there fidgeting with his bowtie, she laughed and walked in “come’ere, let me help” she turned him around and fixed it for him “there, handsome as ever my dear Johny” she smiled softly looking at him. 

“I’m ready Junie” he smiled a warm, soft smile at her walking out and making their way to the gardens where the ceremony would take place.

As she walked down the aisle, Y/N couldn’t help but think what would have happened if she had been braver that hot day of summer ten years ago- if you had only said something, if you had spoken when you opened your mouth- she reprimanded herself as she walked and took her place beside the love of her life, not in the way she would have wanted, not in the way she still dreamt of every so often, but in the way she could.

When the music started and Marina made her way out, that’s when she finally understood, it didn’t matter what she felt, she could wonder all her life what would have happened if -she probably would if she was honest with herself for once- what would have happened if she’d only been braver, would she be the one walking down the aisle to meet the man she had loved for over ten years, the man she still loved to that day? that was something that she would never know, for now, she could only look at the Johny to her June, and fake the brightest smile as the love of her life, married the love of his.

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A/N: aaarrghhh I’m so sorry about ending it on a down note, it just didn’t feel right to turn it all around, and it being inspired in those songs, wasn’t a happy ending, don’t hate me! please? 

[welllllllllllllllllll]

Im the minority on this but Jude x Gavi 🫢

Girl 😭 okay I tried . Not really into this pairing that much but just for you here's my attempt

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~Support pillar~

The entire reason jude loved football was because of competition. Of course , he loved the game but the desire to win was his distinction from the rest . The never ending fire and pride made him work harder and got him where he is now .

Jude had seen Gavi on tv countless times and had half a hope to one day be friends with him. There's hardly any players at that level and even fewer at that age . But these hopes had vanished the second he joined real madrid . He knew of the intense rivalry , the genuine hate that projected off the teams when they played eachother .

But Gavi was different . Everytime during the classico when gavi was overpowering him , he felt irritated but it was accompanied with awe. The way he moved , the thought and the intent behind every action , it was downright touching . Even when Barcelona did lose , Gavi was phenomenal . He kinda befriended Gavi after it , to the surprise of everyone and himself , they hit it off really well.

Jude found himself checking in with gavi constantly . He was horrified when he found out about Gavi's Injury.

When gavi returned home he was there to welcome him with open arms .

Gavi collapsed against him , the second he entered , still at the door . They both slid down . Jude leaning on the wall and gavi leaning on jude . Gavi had all but melted against jude . Sobbing hysterically and ranting about what's gonna be , all jude could do was hold him close and whisper sweet nothing's in his ear and promise him that all this would pass . It felt like Jude's heart broke into 2 right then and there . Since then jude took it upon himself to take care of gavi.

They went to the first few physio therapy sessions together , until gavi got comfortable . Jude learned massage techniques from him club physio to just take away some part of Gavi's pain.

They spent their evenings cuddling and watching old movies . Whenever Gavi got overwhelmed or sad , jude was there . Hugging him , reassuring him , holding his hand and letting him know that they were in this together and everything would be okay. That gavi is one of the best young players he's seen and his absence wouldn't cost him his place , that he's more than earned his place . The comeback will always be bigger than the setback .

Jude would rather die than let a friend be lonely in such a time of need . Through out the experience the two had got much more comfortable with eachother , with jude practically living at Gavi's house . They might be rivals on the pitch but off the pitch was turning out to be a whole other story .

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A/n : really don't know how to feel about this . First one I've ever written . It'll only get better hopefully . Like it ? hate it ? let me know please xx

[truuly25]

Crazy teenagers - Aitana Bonmatí

-Hey Y/N, ready for the match?- Misa asked me, she's my teammate and actually my best friend on the team.

-Yeah, I'm willing to see our national teammates- I replied with a light smile.

-You only want to see Aitana...- She replied with a mischievous smile.

-And you only want to see Leila...- I responded trying not to laugh.

I've known Aitana since we were little, we grown up in the same town, we've always played together, until the day that Aitana recived a Barça offer when we were 14 y/o.

Flashback

-Y/N... I have to tell you something...-Aitana told me with a sad face.

-Tell me, you know you can tell me anything.

-I got an offer from an amazing team...

-Barça, isn't it? It's totally normal, you are amazing.

-Yeah... But I don't know if I should accept it, I don't wanna let you alone in here...

-Aitana, don't worry about me, we will keep seeing each other, you will still live here don't you?

-Yes, but it won't be the same as it was.

-It doesn't matter, the first thing you should be thinking of is you and your future, I just wanna be by your sidein everything you do, and if that is you being at Barça and me here we do that and it's totally fine.

-Thanks for cheer me up Y/N.

In this moment we stared at eachother in the eyes, we were few centimeters apart, I was dying to kiss her, but I wasn't sure if she wanted to, I didn't want to take risks.

It was at this moment that Aitana said the words that I needed to listen.

-Y/N, I want to kiss you so bad right now...

-Then do it, don't be scared.

We melted into a clumsy kiss, typical of 14-year-old girls that haven't had their first kiss, but for me, It was the most beautiful kiss I've ever given.

-Aitana, I like you, so much, it started long ago but I didn't want to told you.

-I feel the same, babe.

End of flashback

A couple of uears later Levante made me am offer and I began playing there, at the moment Aitana and I weren't at a good place, she was so focused on football and not failing the exams, she left me aside, so the offer from Levante was the best thing that could've happen me.

I went to Levante thinking that it was the best, but we had a huge discussion with Aitana, she told me that I didn't think about her to take the decision, I understood her a little but I couldn't stay all my life in the town team.

After 2 years at Levante I decides to break up with Aitana, it was awful but I had to do it, then a yera later I received a huge offer from Real Madrid, they wanted me to be the leader of the nee project they were doing, I didn't doubt on accept that. Now it's been 2 years being the leader of the team and I'm so proud of what we've done.

With Aitana we decided to keep a cordial relationship, because we have to see eachother at camp and we didn't want bad vibes between us or the team. I still am so in love with her, but it isn't good to have the relationship we had, we hurt eachother very much.

The matchday arrived, semi-finals of the Champions Leaugue at home, before the game I looked briefly at Aitana, she responded with a light smile.

When the match was over I went to greet her.

-Hey Aitana, good game.

-Hey Y/N, do you think that naybe the next week after the match we can talk?

-Mmmm... yes, sure, about what?

-I still am in love with you Y/N...

-Okey it's fine, we talk in a week.

I left her with the words in the mouth, I prefer to do that after the match next week, because I'm a little shocked right now.

Author note: Sorry for mistakes, english is not my first langueage, also there will be a part 2, thanks for reading

[newobsessionweekly]

Flirting can drive you crazy 🌿

@remainingtouch said: hey!! i wanted to request an arón imagine ((: maybe one where you two have been flirty with eachother for a while but are both too scared to admit anything but then you finally have your first kiss?? 🥺🥺 i love what you write!

a/n: I hope it’s alright. It took me like ages to finish it and I wasn’t feeling alright today so that’s it for now. But I’ll try and write some more tomorrow. Enjoy 🌿 word count: 2.730

Arón Piper x reader🌿

You met Omar in your first year of high school. He was in the same class as your best friend back then. As the first year flew by, you tear apart from your best friend, being magnetized by all the brightness Omar emanates around him. You immediately became inseparable and, in fact, he was your first boyfriend. Nothing much happened between the two of you, maybe it would have if your family wouldn’t have been forced to move in England due to your father’s job. You haven’t talked or seen him, until one day you were walking down the street and saw a promo for some spanish Netflix series. You had to stare at that photo for minutes to realise is him. You were used to him smiling, all the photos you have together, he’s only a smile, a very dynamic person. It was strange to see him frowning, with a serious, angry expression. You realised then his dream came true and you broke your promise that you will be his date to the premiere of his first important role. He has changed in better and you no doubt what a talented actor he is. You weren’t a fan of tv series and that Netflix thing you considered useless, but you immediately created an account and binged first season in one night. You searched for his number, but you realised you lost it a long time ago. So shame of you. 

You were in Madrid for a week already and you just walked and visited all your favourite places. There aren’t many changes, but the city has developed so beautiful. You passed by the place where you had your first kiss with Omar and soon enough you were in front of the building he used to live. Used to live? Maybe he still lives there and you thought, why not, go and check. What could even go wrong? 

 As you reached the front door you realised his last name was stil on the mailbox. Your heart climb due to the excitement in your throath and you could even hear it beating. Your palms where so sweaty that you had to press the bell three times to ring properly.       

“¡Tener paciencia, ya voy!” you heard a voice behind the door and bit your bottom lip, trying to hold a stupid smile.

“Sabes que no tengo paciencia.” you responded as the door opened and you can clearly seen the hansome man. 

You both stared at each other maybe for too long, but you couldn’t say anything. How much time has passed? Almost five years have leacked without knowing anything about him. You had taken your time and stared at each other while from inside, curious eyes were searching the two of you. You could recognise those people, Polo, Ander, Guzmán, Nadia, Lu, this guy you didn’t remembered his name and Carla.  

“¡Joder!” he was in shock. Maybe it was a bad idea to show up at his door so suddently.

“What, little star? You forgot your first girfriend?” you laughed at him as on his face started to grow an imense smile. That’s the Omar you knew and missed so much. 

“You came back!” he exclaimed, opening his arms.

“And you waited!” as you jumped in his arms and welcomed his tight hug, you made eye contact with the actor that plays Ander. Joder, these people are looking even hotter in real life, starting with Omar and finishing with thig guy.

Omar invited you in and while he clossed the door, you searched the room and you found that he still has the photo with the two of you from the concert of your favourite band. Everyone was looking strangely at you until someone breake the silence.

“I tought we were supposed to be just us.” the blonde guy with a lot of freckles on his face spoke first.

“I could go and come back later if you want.” you responded, but Omar moved his hand and reduced you to silence.

“This is (y/n) and is the best friend I could ever ask for.” he smiled and everyone was looking at you, but you were hipnotised only by the curly headed one, with the brown sweet eyes and a “bad ass” expression. “And you, señorita, have the chance to meet in person the most important cast of Élite.” he was joking, of course, but presented you to everyone and you kissed cheeks with them. 

“We were about to watch the second season of Élite. Wanna join? After that you could stay the night and tell me everything.” Omar rubbed your back then sat on the floor, in front of the couch. You sat beside him, and rested your head on his shoulder.

Two episodes later, you were so caught in the action that you didn’t realised your position. At some point Arón parted his legs and set a pillow between them so you could rest your head. Omar looked suspiciously at you, but why would he? He raised his eyebrow at Arón before he walked to the window and lighted a cigarette. Well you knew he was smoking in the series, but not in real life. You must admit, he looks damn hot while doing that.

“What? I saved your puta hombro! I couldn’t see properly because of her head!” you laughed at his words and stretched a little. That floor was uncomfortable.

“¡Joder! Amigos, I have a photoshoot in half an hour! I gotta go!” Miguel announced as he grabbed his stuff and ran out the door.

Danna had to leave as well because she has a date with Jorge, the one that plays Valerio. Mina, Ester and Álvaro founded excuses to leave and Iztan left after the first episode.

Just you, Omar and Arón remained and opened a bottle of wine to the all the good and the bad times you’ve been through, but without each other.

“So, England, huh? Very strange people those britains.” Arón smiled before he took a sip from the red vine.

“They are, indeed! I couldn’t stand them anymore. I dropped Oxford and came back home!” you proudly answered the unspoken question.

“You dropped Oxford?” Omar asked you, visibly shocked. “That was your dream!”

“Are you nuts or something?” Arón asked then turned to Omar “¿Está loca?”

“I’m not crazy, thank you very much. But I’m home sick, alright? Even though I had my parents there, I couldn’t fit in. My heart was in Spain and I just couldn’t leave all my life here like it never happened.”

“Speaking of, you remember that bar you liked very much but closed after the end of the ninth grade?” you nodded. “It opened a few months ago and it’s magnificent!” you missed that apartament, you missed the round table, you missed the urban agglomeration and hearing Omar speaking spanish. Right now it felt like heaven.

“We should totally go there, like the old times!” you used to go there every day, eat a lot of fried potatoes and talk for hours about everything and nothing actually.

“Totally. Also, there’s a new coffee shop that I think you would adore. She’s an coffee addict.” Omar informed Arón laughing.

“Where is it?” your eyes shined. You indeed liked coffee very much. 

“I can actually show you. Are you free tomorrow?” the voice came from Arón and it was unexpected. 

“Are you asking me out?” you had a devilish smile on your face. 

“For God sake, you women! No, don’t get too excited. I’ll get you to drink the best coffee of your life! This place beats Starbucks’ ass so bad!” he seemd into this subject, maybe you had some things in common.

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As you established, the next day at noon Arón was there waiting for you. You stared too many minutes inside your closet, nothing seemd suitable for this date. Is it a date? Well, the other day you definetly flirted with each other. Omar told you he never saw Arón this way. You could say he’s an introvert, and a little shy, but did a brave move. When you finally picked a blue flourished dress, was already three minutes after the hour you decided to left home and get there in time. And because you put make up on and erased it two times made thirty minutes fly away. So when you left, you were already 5 minutes late. 

“I’m so sorry I’m late, I overslept!” you lied, of course. You didn’t want him to believe you get over your head because of this meeting.

“For a moment I thought you won’t show up.” he let the smoke come out from him moth as he extinguished his cigarette. You found him standing at a table outside, scrolling through his phone. He was wearing something simple, a t-shirt and some blue jeans, but he managed to look incredible. Even God love’s what is beautiful. You could tell this man is kissed by the Aphrodite, the Goddess of beauty herself.   ”All these insecurities are from that german blood? Because I know something about spanish people, we are damn confident! And people of word!” you sat down afront him and let your phone on the table.

“Someone did some research, I see.” in fact you did some research and stalked him on Instagram.

“How could I not? You are a hard to forget type! Anyway I couldn’t find much about you, only unnecessarily basics.” you were honest, because you are trying to gain his trust and friendship.

“I think we are on the same page here. All I know is your name and that you are a damn confident and direct person. Oh, and a woman of word, of course.” The waiter came with your orders and interrupted your conversation, but as he moved around you, clearing the ashtray for Arón, you were looking into the menu considering ordering maybe a muffin. But when you looked up,the waiter was already gone, and Arón was looking at you.  

“I’m starting to think you’re obsessed with me.” you breake the silence, but never look away from his side. 

“In that outfit, who wouldn’t be?” he winked at you.

“So you that’s how you addmit you were staring at me?” you caught his sight while you bit your bottom lip and did’t retire.

“Well, you obviously caught me doing that, but guess what, you were staring too.” his tongue override his lips.  That was true, both of you were staring at eatch other, but how could you not stare at this handsome man? He stretched his back to get you back from your thoughts before he spoke. “There’s a small party saturday at some club in the centre, maybe I’ll see you there. Now, I’m sorry, but I have to go for a shooting.” he grabbed his phone and got up, but before he passed you stopped. You stood up as well and he initiate a hug. You were surprised, but when he whispered “It was nice to see you, beautiful!” you frozed. That was so nice of him, shame of you because you couldn’t say a thing. -------- Saturday you spent almost all day figuring out what you should wear and what kind of party is that. Two days ago you spent with Omar his birthday and had so much fun together. You haven’t told him about Arón’s invitation, however without telling him much about what happened, he still gave you strange looks. So this time you made sure to left the house and get there in time. You knew the club, but you didn’t knew how to find him, thus you find your way through the entrance where you find a man. “Name.” he said warely. You frowned. Was that a joke? Maybe Arón made fun of you and invited you to some party where couldn’t even get passed the door. The anger started to spread into your body along with the cold. Though Spain is a warm country is still spring and the nights are still not warm enough. 

“(y/n)” you responded. “Arón Piper knows I’m coming.” you thought the best option was to say the name of someone famous. “I mean, he doesn’t know I’m coming, but he invited me.” you begin to stutter and say nonsenses.  “Sure... wait a minute.” he was suspicious, you can tell. After he came back, he wasn’t alone. Arón followed the man outside and he faced a bright smile at the sight of you.  “You came!” he grabbed your hand and he led you to a table where everyone was looking strangely at you. Just as the first time. The only difference is that you knew their name this time.

“¡Hola!” you smiled at them wile you sat down next to Omar.

“What are you doing here?” he’s doesn’t mean to be rude, but it was a surprise for him to see you there. A good one.

“Arón invited me.” you shrugged.

“Strange, he didn’t mention a thing though. He’s kinda reserved when it comes to private things, like his birthday.” ha looked at you then sip from his cocktail.

“Yeah, he is very reserved.” you mumbled.

The fact that Arón didn’t tell you it was his birthday, made you uncomfortable. You shouldn’t be here. As Omar said, he is very reserved and a birthday party is for family and friends, and you were none of them. You searched the room and found Arón coming towards the table. You stood up quickly and stopped him.

“Why haven’t you told me is your birthday?” you confronted him.

“Well hello, Beautiful. What’s with that frowning?” he ignored your question as he handed you a drink.

“I didn’t get you anything!” you insisted. Well, actually he didn’t need anything from you because he can buys himself more than you could ever thought of. He put his drink and yours on the table then reached for you hand.

“That’s fine because I just need one thing from you.” he made his way towards the dance floor, still holding your hand.

What would he possibly need from you? You had milions of thoughts and questions running through your mind, but he erased them all when he grabbed your waist and urged you to do the same.

“You look very beautiful tonight.” he screamed over the music, before you could tell anything.

“You didn’t look bad yourself!” you smiled at him. Arón was stearing at your lips as you talked. “So what was that thing you needed?”

“Kiss me.” that came out of nowhere, he knew that too.

“What?”

“Kiss me, hermosa!”

You looked him questioning all the posibilities. He’s trying to make fun of you right now? Does he really want that? As you got stuck on your mind, he leaned towards you, but you could tell he’s too afraid to do something. You both stood there in the middle of the dance floor with your foreheads pressed and with eyes closed.

“You know,” he started and you smelled some cigarette mixed with alcohol and mint. It doesn’t smell bad at all. “I am very good at flirting, that’s why I’m so confident doing that,” you couldn’t agree more. You observed that, he’s a cocky guy when it comes to the things that he’s good at, and ¡Joder! he’s good at many things. “But when it comes to kiss a pretty girl, it’s more complicated, you know. I’m afraid not to mess things up.”

He’s talking nonsense. You rubbed you nose to his and made the bravest move you’ve ever done. You pressed your lips to his and smiled. He smiled too and kissed with so much desire, you were shocked. He’s a very sweet person when he’s not wearing that “bad ass” attitude. As you distanced from the kiss, he looked deeply in your eyes.

“I wanted to do that since the day one.” he laughed a little and smiled at you. He admired you on the dance floor long enough then he went for the drinks you abandoned on the table. Arón was the life of the party all night. He danced, he sang and was so happy, that you couldn’t stop smiling. You had the chance to met this amazing man and even kiss him, you were indeed grateful. Omar stood by your side and glanced at you two all night, but he was happy too.

[southvale-rp]

Anthony Allen

27 → KJ Apa fc → Photographer  → Open

Background:

Anthony was born in Northvale, the less affluent town of neighboring Southvale and raised by two parents and a sister called Caroline, who used to be the only person supporting him while their parents were divorcing. After all of the fights at home he decided to start it all over again, packed his things and chose a road for himself.

Tony lived in Madrid, Spain, for a few years, where he lived in a house with five other guys. Instead of worrying about Budweiser like his peers, Anthony was concerned with knowing Monet from Manet. After it turned out he wasn't that good with a paintbrush, he discovered a deep passion for photography. It isn't always easy making money with art though, so after a few years he has returned home to Southvale, hoping that in America he can book better shoots than in Spain. What he found was underground wrestling fights: something that is providing him great money, but without any licenses for the gambling the fights are also very illegal.

Connections:

→ CAROLINE ALLEN Family is important to Anthony. He absolutely loves his sister Caroline. She can be a bit bossy, so sometimes he'll try to tone her down a bit. Someone Anthony absolutely hates is Joe, Caroline's boyfriend.

→ FLORA ALLEN Anthony's parents got back together a few years ago. That's when Tony found out the real reason for their fights: his dad was also seeing another woman. It took him years till he found a letter to the other woman, who turned out to have a daughter! Even though Flora is his half-sister, he's very protective of her. Anthony is also the only one she trusted to tell that she had a terrible accident and ended up in a wheelchair. He now takes care of her.

→ BREE PETERSON Anthony grew up with the girl next door being not only his neighbour, but also his best friend. It's not a total coincidence that he moved back right next to her - there's always been some kind of spark between them. Bree has found out that he's sometimes getting home all beat up; she helps him taking care of his wounds, because that's what friends are for.

→ ARCHIBALD JONES Jones is Tony's bro. They both grew up in Northvale, Jones even in a less wealthy suburb. The two understand eachother, though there seems to be some tension between the two now that Jones is seeing Bree.

→ NINA GREY There's a new girl in town and she has caught his eye. Anthony is really curious where this dark haired lady came from and why she seems to carry such a dark past with her. He's determined to bring a smile to her pretty face.

[swealia]

Finally taking a moment to reflect on the past decade. There are so many things to think about considering how transformative the years between 10 and 20 are in one’s life. The earlier years were filled with travel to New Zealand, trips to St. Louis to visit grandparents, and more or less enjoying elementary school. I played a lot of soccer, particpated in plenty of drama, and found a love for art, writing, and theater.

Picture 1 is of the two gals who are closest to me from high school. They continue to anchor me and show me who I am even in times where I forget. We laugh, cry, and love eachother deeply.

Picture 2 is from high school graduation. High school was a lot of things- a lot of laughs, challenges, people who now mean everything, and people who don’t mean much anymore. It happened exactly as it was supposed to. I found a love for running, theater, ice cream, long drives, and people who make you laugh until your sides hurt.

Picture 3 is from my first trip to Europe. 10 days of exploring England and France that left me wanting more. It really planted the seed that I wanted to live abroad in college. It was also so so cool to re make the Abbey road pic- we’re the biggest Beatles fans.

Picture 4 is from family weekend at the beginning of college. My first semester at SLU was pretty rocky and left me resenting the change and feeling quite alone. Ice cream at Ted Drewes was something I could always count on when my people came to town. This was from a really good weekend visit.

Pictures 5 and 6 are of my best friends. My people. There’s nobody in the world like them and I thank my lucky stars each and every time I giggle, cry, or talk with them. I’m so lucky. I can’t imagine a world without them in it and feel whole with them in my life.

Picture 7 is from my time studying abroad in Madrid, Spain. The most transformative, whimsical, magical, trying, thrilling, and fantastical time of my life. Every day felt shiny and new and the days I felt low I learned how to take care of myself. These girls were my family. They still are.

Picture 8 is after my second half marathon. There’s nothing quite like your favorite people watching you do your favorite thing. Made me feel really really loved.

Picture 9 is when my people visited me at SLU. I’m so super duper lucky to be as close with my family as I am. Ted Drewes again because honestly nothing compares.

Picture 10 is the person whose been a part of this decade for longer than he hasn’t been, but it took us almost the whole dang thing to figure this thing out. And I’m so happy we did. I’m even more excited for what’s to come with him than what we’re leaving behind in this decade.

[newobsessionweekly]

Only you 🌿

a/n: @liarliss requested it! I honestly apologise because it’s SO LONG but I liked this idea so much. Thank you!! I hope you like it! I’m so angry because I have the perfect gif for this post but I’ve went over Tumblr’s number of words so they don’t let me :((((((. And also stay safe and tuned. There are more coming! Enjoy! 🌿❤️   word count: 2.652

Arón Piper x reader🌿

The bed is empty againg for the third night this week. You miss him, you miss his touch, you miss his kisses. You miss all the moments you had together. The trip you took together to Ibiza for your three year anniversary seemed like it happened a century ago. You didn’t even had dinner together since two weeks ago. He’s the sweetest person alive, he’s smart and so talented, you find him perfect in any way. But something happened to him in the past weeks, you couldn’t tell exactly what, but he was changed. He started going out with his friends every night and coming back after you fall asleep on the couch waiting for him or even didn’t come back at all. Some mornings you wake up with a text from him telling you how sorry he was because he stayed the night at Omar or some other friend and didn’t tell you about it, instead of waking up with him beside you. You didn’t mind at first because you needed to study, but you still wanted him to come behind you and rub your back or hug you tight when it felt like everything was too much.

It was already past eight when you texted him. He never stays this late on set. You wished this wasn’t another night you had to sleep alone. You got tired and your heart hurts you so much watching him doing this. You don’t even managed to find a reason for his behaviour. It was your fault? You haven’t done anything wrong. When on the screen of your phone popped a new message, your heart trembled. But it wasn’t Arón telling you he’d be home soon. It’s Danna, your dearest friend asking you if you would want to catch up at the bar, trying to cheer you up. You‘ve met because of Arón at the premiere of Élite Season 2 and bonded a beautiful friendship. She is so sweet and funny, a caring person and so lovable. No one could ever hate her. 

“Esta bien, de acuerdo” you responded to her text and let a sigh out. What could go wrong? You can’t stand being alone in this big house. You changed  really quickly into something worthy of getting out in and left the apartament only with your phone, keys and some money. You are not planning to stay long in case Arón comes home. In the cab you recieved a message from Arón telling you he was at Miguel’s place helping him out with something. You frowned as your eyes became wetty and your chest pressed by a weight too heavy, making hard for you to breath properly. That was the last drop and the glass was full. You closed your eyes and tried to breath in and out several times in order to calm down. This night is your night and nothing could ruin it. As you approached you saw Danna and Ester chattering outside the bar, waiting for you. You blinked to make the tears disappear and put the brightest smile on your face. The girls embraced you and when you tried to enter the bar, Danna staied behind and looked at you, “You know, we always go to the same bar every time. Why wouldn't we change the location this time?” 

“What's up with you? We just got here.” you regarded her.

She asked Ester for help by looking, but you realised something is going on. You turned and looked inside the bar trying to figure it out, but your heart stopped as you saw your boyfriend there, at a table with Miguel, Omar and some other people. There are some empty beer bottles on the table along with an almost full ashtray. You swallowed the lump and shaked your head as Danna placed her hand on your shoulder. You bypassed Ester and entered the place, going through it as you made eye contact with Miguel and saw his expression changing. You sat down at the bar ordering a Mojito while Danna and Ester accompanied you.

“(y/n), what happened?”  you drank from one sip and ordered another one. 

“Nothing, let’s drink, chicas!” you could see only Arón’s back, but that was enough to make you feel like crap. 

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Some drinks later and too many glances at Arón, you saw him moving and coming to order maybe a new round of beers. A gem of mixed emotions formed in your stomach at the thought that you are not ready yet to confront him. He indeed ordered a new round of beers and he didn’t even noticed you. 

“Danna?” he noticed her. 

“Hola, Arón” she smiled trying to cover you, but he saw you anyway.

“(y/n)? What are you doing here?” he forced a smile, approaching you. 

You sighed, “I’m out with my friends. Or only you are allowed to do that?���

“What’s the matter with you? Joder, you are such a pain in the ass sometimes!” you couldn’t believe what was he saying. His eyes were so red and you could tell how much alcohol he consumed: a lot.

You rolled your eyes, “I’m a pain in the ass? Excuse me that I care because I had to sleep without my boyfriend three days in the last week.”  

You frogot about the people around you,“Yeah, well this is your fucking fault-”

You stopped him,“How’s this my fault?”

“You are so possessive and you never let me beath, Jesus!” Miguel approached and placed his hand on Arón’s shoulder. He has a rough facial expression and you could read only anger from his eyes. He hated you that much? You couldn’t find anywhere the sweet Arón that you fall for. Instead of him, there is this angry guy looking menacing at you. 

“Come on man, before you say something you would regret later.” Miguel didn’t looked very drunk, actually no one of Arón’s friends were as drunk as he. 

“No, the girls wants la verdad.” he shaked his head and faced you. “You know why I’m out there fucking girls every night? Because you just don’t understand my life and my needs, you’re not a public person like I am. And you will never be, because you are not good at anything! You don’t know how to make me happy anymore.” A sight heard and surprisingly it wasn’t yours. His words shocked everyone because they know how much you love eachother. Especially how much he loves you. Loved you. A tear fall down on your cheek but didn’t bother to wip it away. You were right when you said he has changed. His words stinged you in the heart, you didn’t know who is this man anymore. 

“How can you say that?” your voice is shaky. “After everything I’ve been through beside you?After all those moments I waited for you and forgave you everything? After so many times I came back?” Danna tried to grab your hand and show you she’s there for you, but you avoided her touch.

“Maybe that’s the problem, you know? You came back every fucking time. Maybe I hoped that you wouldn’t come back!” your anger pumped into your body as the breathing accelerated.  “Come on, Arón, don’t say that!” nobody really dared to say something, but Miguel knew both of you would regret all those words sooner or later. It’s so embarassing to have an argue in front of so many people. “No. Maybe you are right. Maybe I did wrong coming back, maybe I care too much and maybe I tried too much to save something that died a long time ago. Maybe I tried to ignore all the nights out and everything you did because I love you, stupid. But that’s over, as you wished.” You didn’t even bother to hide the fact that he hurted you so much and let those tears run down your cheeks. You sighed, “I can’t do this anymore.” Danna looked at you concerned as you managed to put your shit together and grabbed the stuff you had. Arón seemd to revive because of your words, but everyone were watching him like he did the biggest mistake of his life. You turned to look one more time at Arón. “And don’t worry, the apartament will be cleared until the morning when you’ll manage to come back from one of your chicks.” you laughed ironically. You left the bar under everyone’s eyes. Arón stood there still unable to do anything and watched you as you left with Danna following you closely. “(y/n), wait!” Danna attentioned. You stopped just to call a cab and get away from there. “(y/n), he’s drunk. He didn’t mean it.” “Danna, it’s done, alright? Let’s move on!”  It was two in the morning and the cab arrived quickly. You love Spain so much, Madrid was your home for more than three years, however you have nowhere to go but home. You get into the taxi with Danna never leaving your side. Staring at the bright city, you felt leaked of powers. You didn’t want to fight anymore, you had enough. As you arrived at the flat and started to grab everything from its place to stuff into the luggage, you started crying. You finally let those emotions to consume properly and Danna helped you, though she didn’t agree with any of this. She said he was just drunk and stressed, he didin’t meant any of those words. But he did, he wanted to hurt you and he succeded.  “What are you doing?”, Danna asked as you turned on the computer. “I’m printing the plane tickets. In the morning I have a flight to Italy.” you shrugged. “That’s good taking a break and visiting your parents.” she smiled with compassion. “I’m moving back home, Danna.”  ------- The morning found you in your way through the airport, leaving as soon as possible Arón’s apartament, in case he would came back. You took all of your things and gave him back all the t-shirts and hoodies you’ve been wearing through the years. The memories are haunting you, they are literally everywhere. Those moments from the night before didn’t made you love him less, but now you are afraid that you might never fall out love with him. Three years he had been your best freind, lover, brother and dad, all in one, made you feel so much love and even thinking he might be the one you end up with. Sometimes when you had dinner together, you let that crazy mind of yours to fly away and imagine you and him, one day, married and even with a kid. You ironically laughed and caught Danna’s strange look. She never left your side, take care of you, made you breakfast and hold you while crying. And there she is, beside you because she doesn’t want you to get through this alone and flights are always so emotional. You arrived an hour earlier, always being maybe too punctual. Arón used to say that you are exaggerating with the plans you made for being able to get somewhere in time. But he used to say that he loved that so much about you.  You somehow managed to find those brown curls you love so much among the hundreds of people in the waiting area.  You stopped suddenly and grab Danna’s hand, “It’s here.”   Your voice sounded strange and she raised an eyebrow at you, “Arón is here!”  “How did you recognised him through this milions of people here?” she rolled her eyes. “At least we know you are still obsessed with him.” “You are terrible!” you slapped her hand gently as she smiled devilishly. You stare at him as you approached. He was wearing black sunglasses, looking at the floor, bouncing nervously his leg. Beside him was Miguel, with a hand on his shoulder, talking. He didn’t looked like he was paying attention. You tried to pretend you didn’t saw them, but Miguel’s voice ruined your plan.  “Danna, (y/n)! What a surprize!” he smiled at you. Arón instantly searched for your sight. You avoid looking towards him because you know you would melt immediately and would forgive him.  “(y/n)...” Arón stood up and made a few steps into your direction. You didn’t move, but still avoiding him.  “Please at least listen to him. He cried all night and he’s more heartbroken than ever.” Miguel whispere to your ear and then pat your shoulder before retiring with Danna. He took a deep breath, “I’m the most stupid man in this world, (y/n). I know I’ve hurted you so much, not only now, but in the past years. But I have an explanation for the last weeks.” “Please skip the details and the numbers of girls you have made out with.” your heart broke only imagining those things.  “It was only one girl, but I don’t remember her name. That all, only one girl two weeks ago. It was stupid. I mixed drugs with alcohol and it wasn’t a good choice. When Miguel found me...” he stopped and you could see some tears running down. You cupped his cheeks and wipped them away. You gave him half of a smile, with your eyes witty as well. “When Miguel found me, I was passed out, with some girl next to me.” You were crying too, thinking of him that way made you crazy. He wasn’t cheating, he was under the influence of drugs, those things washed his brain.  “I was so angry at myself and afraid. I was more afraid because of your reaction at the fact that I tried those shitty things than you knowing I fucked a random girl. ‘Cause you know it was a big mistake that sober I would never do, right amor?”  You let a sigh out as you wipped your tears away. You couldn’t see him properly, “Why have you done those things? Why did you tell me those words last night?”  “When I came home the other day and you welcomed me with the brightest smile and told me how much you missed me though I’ve been away only one night, I felt like a monster. When you told me that day how proud you are of me, I realised what amazing woman I had beside me over the years”, he was hurting too. “You could have told me-” you started, but he stopped you right away. “No, I couldn’t. If I would have told you, you would have hated me so much. I deserve it. But I tried to fix it. The boys helped me through the past weeks, but when I saw you last night, I realised you would never forgive me. I couldn’t stand the thought of losing you. But I made a scene, thinking if you would maybe scream, you would make me hate you as much you hate me. But you didn’t, you showed me how perfect you are.” he tried to speak among sighs. “I don’t hate you, amor! Telling me this tings, even two weeks after, showed me how brave you are. You don’t realise, but if I were you, I wouldn’t ever have the guts to tell you. I don’t hate you and I don’t love you less than when I fall in love with you.” Before everything, you hugged so thight, like this embrace could erase the past weeks and what you’ve been through. You saw in distance Danna and Miguel looking at you smiling, and they high-fived proudly. He kissed you so sweet. You missed this. You missed his touch, his smell, his lips, his smile. You missed him terribly.   “This is the last call for the flight to Italy!“ You smiled at him as you grabbed the two tickets from your backpack,“That’s our call.” He laughed and shaked his head, “You are amazing!” You started to walk towards the gate holding hands after he kissed your forhead.