#why do i even like ISCO

[rem-ral]

Ok so im making some animation rn and i thought i could share a wip so uhh, have a wip yall

Also the windows shift S recorder sucks ass, please ignore how choppy it is

[nametakensff]

Lovely Mess (D/isco E/lysium, M/M)

I wrote this really quickly but then had a week full of interruptions before being able to edit it - but anyway, here's 2.3k of H/arry and J/ean being gross 🥰

Pre-Martinaise, Pre-amnesia H/arry gets J/ean to indulge him in the archive rooms of the station. Things gets messy (literally)

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Content:

M/M, H/arry has a sneezing fetish, J/ean gets off on indulging him, manually induced sneezes, mentions of hay fever, rapid sneezes, dry humping, prelude to anal sex, anal fingering, spray, sneezing on someone, LOTS of mess, graphic descriptions of mess, verbal teasing, dirty talk, praise kink, embarrassment/humiliation, nose blowing, handkerchiefs

CW: Mess (I mean it), complicated/toxic relationship, abusive language, mentions of alcohol abuse, H/arry is extremely pushy, J/ean should love himself a little bit more, rough sex, degrading language directed towards the fetish, H/arry spits on J/ean's asshole, they're both idiots who enable each other's worst behaviour even if they do care deeply for each other

NSFW - Minors DNI!

“Hhd’Tishh!! ‘TTtsch’uu! Kt’tssch’iew!! Ttsschh’uu!!”

Jean rocked forward helplessly, shivering as each sneeze seemed only to aggravate the tickle rather than alleviate it. Of course, said tickle could only truly be assuaged if the source of its insistence was removed. Given that the reason he was sneezing himself stupid was because of Harry’s greedy and merciless inducing, he didn’t have much faith that he’d find relief any time soon.

“Fuck, Jean! Bless you!”

And there it was. Jean’s face heated at the blessing Harry all but moaned, already pinkened by the supreme effort of releasing an endless stream of tickly little sneezes. Every time he pondered these affairs with a clear head not clouded by impending or recently completed orgasm – when he analysed the situation objectively, the way in which Harry would pester him and he would indulge - he often wondered why he gave in at all. But without fail, the second Harry would approach him, all heated eyes and wandering hands, Jean would cave. Harry might be the deviant with the obscure fetish, but then what did that make him? What was his excuse for all the many times he would get so worked up over the attention he’d end up cumming harder and faster than Harry?

Harry smiled at him, drunk with arousal and power (and yes, okay, the Irish coffee Jean had watched him fix himself this morning). Jean shouldn’t let him treat him like a plaything, not really, but at the very least with Harry, he cared – which was more than could be said about some of the other men (and women) he had permitted to fuck him. He may have a shitty way of showing it half the time, the selfish maniac, but he at least had the decency to express remorse when he did happen to hurt Jean. And it wasn’t as if Jean was an angel. He dished out plenty of hurt himself. It was the nature of their partnership, and of their friendship. Go hard or go home, no in-betweens. Which was probably another reason why Jean was pressed up against the uncomfortable shelves of the archive room, his superior officer’s muscular thigh wedged securely between his own whilst he clutched at him for support, spraying Harry with each and every sneeze that was tortured out of him.

Harry jiggled the little wire he used for such occasions against the wall of Jean’s irritated nostril, and Jean heard the shuddering sigh of anticipation the older man couldn’t hold back as he watched his nostrils twitch and flare. It barely took any motion at all now to push him over the edge. He inhaled, a short, desperate little exclamation of breath before he was sneezing again, all over Harry’s hand, his wrist, and catching his face and shirt.

“Hupt’Tschu! Hhk’TsschUu! Hpt’tshh!-Tschh-Tschtt!! Hht-! Hh’AHtt’Tschhieww!! Putain…”

Harry groaned appreciatively, rocking his hips with each ticklish release. His cock was rock solid as he pressed against the younger man, and just the sensation of that huge erection prodding into him made Jean whine. He wanted Harry to bend him over and fuck him five minutes ago, already. He snuffled reflexively, and that was enough to send him over the edge for another violent triple.

“IhKk’TschHh!! Hh’itshiew!! Hgk’TISHh’ieww!!”

To his utter embarrassment, that final sneeze had been an incredibly messy affair alongside the regular dousing of spray. There now hung two small trails of clear mess, dripping down over his moustache.

“Fuck,” He murmured, blushing violently and reaching up to hide the display, even though Harry would have seen it, could not have missed it, watching him sneeze as he was through unblinking, starstruck eyes.

Jean bristled with indignation as Harry suddenly gripped his wrist and pinned it to his side, halting his attempt to clean himself up. He tried with his other hand, the one that had been gripping Harry’s bicep, but it was no use. That he worked out obsessively and had the body to show for it meant nothing in the face of the older man’s years of hardwired athleticism, even now that he used his arms to lift bottles of beer to his lips more than anything else. He could only stare daggers back at Harry, hoping to cow him into submission. Perhaps this would have worked at a time when Harry’s entire being wasn’t concentrated in the girthy length of his cock. But it was, and so it didn’t.

“Let go of me, you fucking maniac!” Jean spat, angry at Harry for merely smirking back at him and angrier at himself for finding that it made him even hotter.

“Nope. Nuh-uh. Not until you promise you’ll leave yourself alone.”

Jean blinked at him.

“I’ve got fucking snot running down my face, you moron, and it’s your fault. I’ll still fucking sneeze for you, just let me wipe it away.”

Harry didn’t budge. Jean felt his heart race when he realised that Harry’s eyes, pupils blown wide with arousal, were lingering over the sight of mess that was ever so gradually creeping down his face and threatening to slip over his closed lips. He sniffled thickly, nostrils flaring with effort, hoping to pull some of it away, but it barely made a difference. Harry exhaled, and Jean felt his cock twitching against his hip.

“You can clean up in a minute. Just. Keep going like that? I swear I’ll make it up to you.”

Jean knew he would, knew that Harry genuinely enjoyed making him cum, for all his flaws. He didn’t even care if it was a matter of machismo for the older man – he just wanted to have a fucking orgasm, and indulging Harry without resistance was the fastest way of getting one. He sniffled again, wincing just a little at the dense sound of it, before shaking Harry’s hands away and resting his own on the older man’s shoulders.

“Fine.” He grumbled, ignoring Harry’s toothy grin and tilting his head back slightly, nostrils already fluttering in anticipation. “Just don’t come crying to me when I make a mess of your fucking uniform.”

“I never do!” Harry eagerly replied, wasting no time in reinserting that devilish inducing tool.

Every little prod urged the tickle onwards with the most delicious building of pressure. Jean had never disliked the sensation of sneezing, but the sheer quantity of sneezes he was prone to, particularly with his hay fever, had somewhat desensitised him to how pleasurable of a reflex it truly was. He both hated and thrilled in the way Harry was brushing off on him, transforming a banal bodily function into something undeniably hedonistic.

One final prod of the tool, so devious and teasing that it brought fresh tears to his eyes, and Jean was buckling forward with the subsequent release.

“Hut’Tschuu!-Tish’iew!-Hh’tsSCHhuu!! Tishh’ieww-Tschtt!! Huh-! Kishh’uu! Dzsh’ieww!! Hhk’Tisshhiew!!”

There was no way he could open his eyes as the sneezes overwhelmed him, barely giving him a chance to breathe. He could feel himself approaching a desperate state of light-headedness, but damn it all, it felt so fucking good to purge the tickle, and the shameless moans Harry was making just elevated the eroticism to euphoric heights. He gave in to each sneeze, letting them do with him as they would. His cock throbbed and twitched in the painfully tight constraints of his trousers.

“IhGKk’Tschu!! Hgk’Tscch!!-Tshh-‘Tschieww!! Hupt’Tschh! Igk’Tshieww!! Tschh! Tsh! Hh-!”

Harry had at least removed that cruel little wire, and Jean could feel the sneezes winding down, perhaps due to lack of oxygen more than anything else. His breath scissored in and out of him, chest jumping with effort as he built up to one final, cleansing explosion.

“hhHAGk’TshHhieww!! Ah…”

Fuck. He was trembling, at last able to blink his bleary eyes open. His face felt hot with effort, tears streaming down his face as his breathing gradually evened out again.

“Ohh, Vic. Jean. Good boy.”

Harry murmured, leaning forward to press a kiss to his burning cheek. Those words, predictably, went straight to his solid cock and he blushed right up to the tips of his ears. He was so, so embarrassingly easy.

When Harry pulled back, Jean took the time to assess the damage. His fit had dislodged no small amount of clear mess, built up over hours of aggravating hay fever and Harry’s ruthless tickling. It had spattered over Harry’s chest, some glittering in the chest hair that peaked out through the unbuttoned upper section of his shirt, the rest leaving specks of damp discolouration as his sneezes saturated the fabric. He looked down to where their legs locked, and even as he did so another drop spilled from the pinkened rim of one nostril to join the damage there. As with Harry’s shirt, the material stretched across his thigh was darkened with slippery moisture. Jean noticed he had even managed to sneeze, or drip, onto the straining material across Harry’s crotch, which throbbed happily as he regarded it.

He didn’t need a mirror to visualise the mess he had made of himself; he could feel the result of his body-shaking fit dripping past his moustache and over his lips, down to his bearded chin. Judging by the damp sensation of his shirt clinging to his pectorals, he’d definitely drenched parts of his own chest as well.

The droplet that had recently escaped now gathered anew, hanging precariously in place. Harry had noticed, because how could he not, and he took the opportunity to tease Jean’s sensitive nostril, ever so delicately, tracing the flaring rim with one outstretched finger.

Jean gasped immediately, cringing at the intensity of the tickle, and sneezed all over Harry’s hand.

“AEgkK’TschIeww!! HHd’TtSChHhht!! Oh m’by god…”

He blinked and shivered, relishing in the trembling aftermath and unable to help the soft little whimper of pleasure that slipped through his lips, only partially open to allow himself to breathe. He snuffled, the sound of it crackling and obscenely congested.

Harry pulled his hand back, connected to Jean’s nostrils by one delicate, glistening strand before it stretched to its limit and fell away.

“Wow.” He smiled, sounding completely fucking enraptured, and held the hand up for Jean to see as he himself admired the prodigious results of that violent double. Jean blushed to see the skin glistening in the poorly lit room, slick and sticky. He was frightened for a second that Harry might actually lick himself clean, and even more frightened at the way his cock didn’t seem to wilt in the slightest, but thankfully Harry just wiped it off on the ruined material of his own shirt.

“Poor baby. So stuffy. You made such a lovely mess for me, Jean-Jean.”

He was saying the most ridiculous, unbelievable things in that gruff, rumbling voice of his, speaking more because he liked the sound of what he was saying over whether he thought Jean might actually enjoy it. Jean did enjoy it, though, and that fucking enraged him. He would always come back for more, no matter how strange or obscure the sex became, because he was a fucking fool and Harry could play him – just about anyone, really, but especially him – like a fucking fiddle.

“You’re a fucking pervert, Harry. A disgusting creep!”

He meant it, too, yet they both knew that this vitriol towards the particulars of Harry’s proclivities was a facade. In reality, Jean was angry because once again, Harry had pushed his boundaries and his buttons and he’d loved it anyway. His outburst only spurred Harry on, rubbing himself shamelessly on Jean’s hip.

“Yeahh, baby. I’m a downright tramp. But you fucking love it, Vic. I’m making you hard.”

Jean gasped as Harry’s baritone voice rumbled against him; he could feel it in his chest, the rasp of it echoing in his skull as Harry licked a line down the shell of his ear. The feeling of his facial hair rubbing against his cheek made him shudder. And he was right – he was so, so right. Jean was giddy with arousal, intoxicated with the utter filthiness of it all.

“Let me – let me clean myself up.” He managed, and Harry obeyed, giving Jean enough room to retrieve his handkerchief and indulge in a long, crackling blow. It was several such blows, in fact, and Jean squirmed as Harry refused to look away. He wondered if his body would soon become unable to distinguish between the twin burning flames of humiliation and intense arousal. He used the unsullied part of his handkerchief to clean his beard and moustache, hoping if he missed a spot Harry would let him know before the unavoidable walk of shame back to the bullpen.

“You okay?” Harry asked, voice far too fucking tender as he stroked at Jean’s cheek. He knew if he looked Harry in the eye his gaze would be equally as saccharine, and it made Jean want to scream, or melt. Maybe both.

“I’m fine. Fuck me, god dammit. Fuck me right now,” He snarled, bucking his hips against Harry and groaning as the older man immediately humped him back, pawing him all over.

“You gonna beg me for it?” Harry murmured against Jean’s lips, breathy with arousal.

“Fuck you.”

“That’s not very nice.”

“Neither the fuck are you, shitkid.”

“It’s okay,” Harry drawled, grinning at him before flipping Jean around and bending him over the small, nearby reading table. Jean moaned as Harry pulled his trousers and underwear down his thighs, shivering in anticipation. “I forgive you. I’ll fuck you anyway.”

Jean rested his forehead on his folded forearms and moaned again, heating at the sensation of Harry spreading his cheeks with his huge hands before spitting on his hole, happy in the knowledge that he had worked Harry up just enough to be railed as hard and as fast as he liked.  

“Feel free to sneeze again, if you need to.” He could hear the smirk in Harry’s voice, the popping cap of his portable lube bottle, and then the sensation of his coated fingers probing inside of him, stretching him open.

“Fuck you,” Jean gasped out, reaching between his legs as Harry lined up their hips, getting ready to enjoy the ride.

[pensat-i-fet]

Which players do you want to see in the Spain squad?

Well, Koke but he won't be there because de la Fuente is the stupidest person in the world.

But...there are a few players that are on that in between age categories that I wouldn't mind seeing in the senior squad. Like Mosquera over Laporte every day. Samu, Diego López, Javi Guerra... I'm fine with them going to the Olympics but I want them in the senior squad soon.

Fermín is in that in between too but his case is so different. He fits with the under 21s but I can see him doing even better in the senior squad 🤔 and he wants to play with Morata and become his newest adopted child. Cute.

And then we need Hugo Duro and Llorente in the Euros too. Period. I need them there. They won't be in the squad but it just makes no sense. Taking Navas, Nacho, Fabián, Isco, Laporte, etc...instead. It's like we want mediocrity. And ugliness. And that's why I'll be singing "Allez les bleues!" after we don't make it out of the group stages.

[franciscuslassissimus]

I definitely shouldn't be up at 1 am,

But then why shouldn't I?

Early morning thoughts

are always the best,

or usually they are

So as loud alternative indie

gets blasted into my ears

- yes, the sad stuff, I should

probably just get an IV full of it

at this point -

All I can do is contend with every little

twinge I feel,

as my nerves spread out from my

solar

plexus,

and flashes, pulses, impulses race and

dance across the fibres in my body

under my

skin and I'm essentially bound to the silence in my head,

o la falta de otros pensamientos, supongo

I have to be up in five hours,

tengo que madrugar

‘madrugar’ – a cool word in Spanish ,

its official translation is

"to get up really fucking early"

comes from the Latin

maturare - to mature - plus the ending

isco, which just makes verbs

Also has an antonym as well -

‘trasnochar’-

to pull an all-nighter, to sleep late,

no sé la razón que trasnocho, y no estoy seguro que quiera

tras (trans) + noctis (nox) + ar

to "across the night it"

y la razón que no puedo dormirme en este momento, creo que es que no sé que debería hacer

but you know, we have some cool words in English as well

like serendipity, crush, and unlike Portuguese,

pasta, dough, batter are different words

but my favourite word English would have to be

Æfensang - evensong, also called Vespers

Vespers is the Latin for evening,

yet we use the Old English Evensong nowadays

había pensado que mi culpa había desaparecido,

pero aparentemente, tuve equivocado

así que ahora, cuando te veo andando,

todo que tengo en mi cerebro

es todo que ha pasado, que no hago ahora, y las

posibilidades que podrían ser.

[thehotboxsocial]

Rhythm of The Night: R&B Jams 1981-1986

Love’s Dance [Klique]

I'm Not Runnin' [S.O.S. Band]

Does That Ring A Bell [Dynasty]

Dial My Number [Pauli Carman]

If You Should Ever Be Lonely [Val Young]

Operator [Midnight Star]

Superfine (From Behind) [Skool Boyz]

Act Like You Know [Fat Larry's Band]

The Rhythm Of The Jungle [The Quick]

Work Me Over [Claudja Barry]

Murphy's Law [Cheri]

In The Evening [Sheryl Lee Ralph]

I Wouldn't Lie [Yarbrough & Peoples]

Feels So Real (Won't Let It Go) [Patrice Rushen]

Let The Music Play [Dazz Band]

Just The Way You Like It [S.O.S. Band]

You Are In My System [The System]

Keep On Taking Me Higher [Commodores]

I Can’t Lose With The Stuff I Use [Khemistry]

Thinking About Your Love [Skipworth & Turner]

Do You Wanna Get Away [Shannon]

Why Should I Cry [Nona Hendryx]

Gotta See You Tonight [Barbara Roy]

An informal sequel to my disco compilation from quarantine, I present to you Rhythm Of The Night, a post-disco groove-heavy unsampled bangers from the post-disco era that I’ve discovered just this year. 

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[footballerimaginess]

2020 Imagines

Here are all of my imagines which I have posted in the year 2020. It has been a long year, so of course I have posted so much that I actually forgot I even wrote some of these imagines. But please enjoy reading these, I would love to know what your favourite imagine I wrote is. Also can you show this some love, I have put so much effort into writing all these imagines as well as putting this list together. 

JANUARY  1) Leroy Sane - You’re hiding something from me part 2 2) Roman Burki - Adopting A Princess Part 2  3) Jesse Lingard - She’s A Bully Part 2  4) Karim Benzema - Girlfriend Or Wife Part 2  5) Ben Chilwell - Member Of The Crew  6) Eric Dier - Birthday Love  FEBRUARY  1) Jack Grealish - After Game Fun  2) Andy Robertson - Friends Or More?  3) Trent Alexander Arnold - Press Conference  4) Kostas Manolas - Cup Of Tea  5) Dele Alli - Rebound  6) Pierre Emerick Aubamayeng - Not A Secret  7) Hector Bellerin - Back Home  8) Paulo Dybala - Down To The Wire  9) Trent Alexander Arnold - Morning Riser  10) Frenkie De Jong - Coffee Date  11) Dele Alli - Playstation  12) Trent Alexnder Arnold - Supportive Boyfriend  13) Hector Bellerin - In The Stands  14) Jan Vertonghen - Hard Times  15) Niklas Stark - Feeling Lonely  16) Mauricio Pochettino - Dad’s The Word  17) Federico Bernardeschi - Spa Day  18) Piotr Zielinksi - Pamper Session  19) Jesse Lingard - Secret Fan  20) Marcus Rashford - That Ex  21) Jesse Lingard - Mummy Daddy Fighting  22) Jesse Lingard - Jealous Boy  23) Federico Bernardesch - Surprise Birthday Party  24) Zlatan Ibrahimovic - Home Sweet New Home  25) Paulo Dybala - Old Football Club  26) Alex Meret - How We Met  27) Dele Alli - Say Goodbye  28) Jesse Lingard - New Boots  29) Federico Bernardeschi - Disney Princess  MARCH  1) Jan Vertonghen - Stupid Fight  2) Ben Chiwell - Barbecue Night  APRIL  1) Eric Dier - Baby Kicks  2) Paulo Dybala - Friends with benefits  3) Alex Oxlade Chamberlain - I want pickles  4) Jesse Lingard - Gender Reveal Party  5) Trent Alexander Arnold - Multiple Babies  6) Roman Burki - Baby’s Room  7) Harry Winks - Hormonal  8) Ben Chilwell - 9 Months  9) Kylian Mbappe - Missing The Birth  10) James Maddison -  Daddy’s Day Out  11) Julian Brandt - Sick Baby  12) John Stones - John The Softy  13) Frenkie De Jong - Blurb  14) Eric Dier - Easter Blurb  15) Neymar - Just No More  16) Julian Brandt - Easter Blurb  17) Harry Kane - Easter Blurb  18) Paulo Dybala - Easter Blurb  19) Eric Dier - Easter Blurb  20) Christian Pulisic - Baby Goes Home  21) Federico Bernardeschi - Sweet Music  22) Antoine Greizmann - Can We Have A Baby  23) Leon Goretzka - Baby Shopping  24) Dele Alli - I Feel Sick  25) Joshua Kimmich - Baby Kimmich  26) Virgil Van Dijk - My Little Mascot  27) Eric Dier - Lego Buddies  28) Tyrone Mings - Gym Workout  29) Ben Davies - Afternoon Nap  30) Jadon Sacnho - FaceTime Calls  31) Frenkie De Jong - Blurb  32) Julian Brandt - Blurb  33) Kepa Arrizabalaga - Blurb  34) Jesse Lingard - Blurb  35) Frenkie De Jong - Blurb  36) Pau Torres - Blurb  37) Christian Pulisic - TikTok Challenges  38) James Maddison - Night Walk  39) Dele Alli - Playstation Games  40) Reiss Nelson - Distraction  41) Alvaro Medran - Snakes And Ladders  42) Paulo Dybala - Work Work Work  MAY  1) Jan Vertonghen - Virtual Quiz  2) Ben Chiwell - Dinner Party  3) Hector Bellerin - Shaved Head  4) John Stones - Lockdown Date Night  5) Kai Havertz - Bake With Me  6) Julian Brandt - I’m with you  7) Pau Torres - Sore Loser  8) Thorgan Hazard - Painter  9) Harry Winks - The Baker  10) Ximo Navarro - Bored In The House  11) Ben Chilwell - Member Of The Crew Part 2  12) Jesse Lingard - Blurb  13) Jadon Sancho - Blurb  14) Eric Dier - Blurb  15) Virgil Van Dijk - Blurb  16) Eric Dier - Beauty Therapist  17) Hector Bellerin - Come Live With Me  18) Jadon Sancho - Blurb  19) Roman Burki - Blurb  20) Marcus Rashford - Blurb  21) Julian Brandt - Blurb  22) Federico Bernardeschi - Blurb  23) Paulo Dybala - Blurb  24) Sergi Roberto - Blurb  25) Dele Alli - Blurb  26) Trent Alexander Arnold - Blurb  27) Dele Alli - Blurb  28) Harry Winks - Blurb  29) Marco Asensio - Blurb  30) Eric Dier - Your Biggest Fan  31) Hector Bellerin - Two Dogs  32) Eric Dier - Amusement Park  JUNE  1) Trent Alexander Arnold - My Eyes Are Up Here  2) Kylian Mbappe - Grip your hair  3) Trent Alexander Arnold - You haven’t lost me  4) Ben Chilwell - There’s A Monster  5) Kylian Mbappe - Why are you in my room?  6) Jack Grealish - Don’t Leave  7) Kylian Mbaeppe - Stretch Marks  8) James Maddison - Dog’s Best Friend  9) Kylian Mbappe - My Body Wash  10) Marco Asensio - First Zoo Trip  11) Dele Alli - We’re not just friends  12) Neymar - I fell in love with you, not them  13) Dele Alli - In The Loft  14) Ben Chiwell - Nothing is wrong with you  15) Lukasz Pisczesk - Single Life  16) Donny Van De Beek - You make me weak  17) Marco Reus - The alcohol’s taking  18) Paulo Dybala - Stubborness  19) Nicolas Taglifico - Is That My Shirt?  20) Anyone You Like - Father’s Day  21) Jadon Sancho - Blurb  22) Dominic Calvert Lewin - Blurb  23) Dominic Calvert Lewin - Blurb  24) Ross Barkley - Blurb  25) Trent Alexander Arnold - Blurb  26) Trent Alexander Arnold - Blurb  27) Jadon Sancho - Blurb  28) Dele Alli - Blurb  29) Kylian Mbappe - Blurb  30) Dele Alli  Blurb  31) Jadon Sancho - Blurb  32) Lionel Messi - Blurb  33) Olivier Giroud - Blurb  34) Eden Hazard - Blurb  35) Jadon Sancho - Blurb  36) Trent Alexander Arnold - Blurb  37) Trent Alexander Arnold - Blurb  38) Jadon Sancho - Blurb  39) Harry Kane - Blurb  40) Robert Lewandowski - Blurb  41) Sergio Ramos - Blurb  42) Eden Hazard - Blurb  43) Jack Grealish - Blurb  44) Sergio Ramos - Blurb  45) John Stones - Blurb  46) Frenkie De Jong - Always On My Mind  47) Antoine Griezmann - I’m not being used no more  48) Leon Goretzka - You make me safe  49) Federico Bernardeschi - I think I’m in love with you  50) Jesse Lingard - It’s always been you  51) Marcus Rashford - I’m not going anywhere  52) Eric Dier - Bubble Bath  53) Antoine Griezmann - Rest Of My Life  54) Stefanos Kapino - Up All Night  55) Trent Alexander Arnold - So Kissable  56) Trent Alexander Arnold - The things you do to me  JULY  1) Dele Alli - Black Joggers  2) Ben Chilwell - Member Of The Crew Part 3  3) Hector Bellerin - To My Ex  4) James Maddison - A Little Miracle  5) James Maddison - A Little Miracle Part 2  6) Eric Dier - In The Shed  7) Isco - Blurb  8) Eric Dier - Blurb  9) Marcus Rashford - Blurb  10) James Maddison - Blurb  11) Ben Chilwell - Blurb  12) James Maddison - Blurb  13) Ben Chilwell - Blurb  14) Trent Alexander Arnold - Blurb  15) Dele Alli - Blurb  16) Leon Goretzka - Blurb  17) Eric Dier - Blurb  18) Federico Bernardeschi - Blurb  19) Federico Bernardeschi - Blurb  20) Toby Alderweireld - Blurb  21) Julian Brandt - Blurb  22) Christian Pulisic - Blurb  23) Tyrone Mings - Blurb  24) Harry Winks - Blurb  25) Jack Grealish - Blurb  26) Jadon Sancho - Blurb  27) Eric Dier - Blurb  28) Eric Dier - Blurb  29) Sergi Roberto - Blurb  30) Hector Bellerin - Blurb  31) Allison Becker - Blurb  32) Raul Jiminez - Blurb  33) James Justin - Blurb  34) James Maddison - Blurb  35) Steven Bergwijn - Blurb  36) Giovani Lo Celso - Blurb  37) Giovani Lo Celso - Blurb  38) Emil Krafth - Blurb  39) Nick Pope - Blurb  40) Tyrone Mings - Blurb  41) Virgil Van Dijk - Blurb  42) Jack Grealish - Blurb  43) Ruben Loftus Cheek - Blurb  44) Hector Bellerin - Blurb  45) Max Aarons - Blurb  46) Mason Mount - Blurb  47) Ruben Loftus Cheek - Blurb  48) Virgil Van Dijk - Blurb  49) Wilfried Zaha - Blurb  50) Hector Bellerin - Blurb  51) Sergio Aguero - Blurb  52) Dominic Calvert Lewin - Blurb  53) Dominic Calvert Lewin - Blurb  54) Dominic Calvert Lewin - Blurb  55) Dominic Calvert Lewin - Blurb  56) Dominic Calvert Lewin - Blurb  57) Dominic Calvert Lewin - Blurb  58) Aaron Connolly - Blurb  59) Raul Jiminez - Blurb  60) Jesse Lingard - Blurb  61) Dele Alli - Blurb  62) Trent Alexander Arnold - Blurb  63) Che Adams - Blurb  64) Neco Williams - Blurb  65) Todd Cantwell - Blurb  66) Jack Wilshere - Blurb  67) Todd Cantwell - Blurb  68) Jack Grealish - Blurb  69) Callum Wilson - Blurb  70) Sander Berge - Blurb  71) Tyrone Mings - Blurb  AUGUST  1) Eric Dier - I’m moving teams  2) Neymar - I’m moving countries  3) Reiss Nelson - I can’t ignore this  4) Paulo Dybala - I’m you number one supporter  5) Leon Goretzka - Surgery  6) Marcus Rashford - I can’t handle it  7) Dele Alli - The Media  8) Dele Alli - I’m so proud of you  9) Ben Chilwell - Dream  10) Marco Asenio - Medal round your neck  11) Harry Winks - My biggest game of my life  12) Federico Bernardeschi - I can’t play this season  13) Rhian Brewster - It’s an honour  14) Marc Bartra - My Baby  15) Ruqui Puig - I’m struggling not playing  16) Jadon Sancho - Play for your country  17) Alex Oxlade Chamberlain - Daddy has to go now  18) Ben Chilwell - Why does daddy need to go? 19) Trent Alexander Arnold - That Trophy  20) Dele Alli - I should have done better  *21) Noah Beck - Broody Beck  22) Kylian Mbappe - You could have been nicer  23) Eric Dier - The Dirty Text  24) Tyrone Mings - Sigh  25) Christian Pulisic - Attention  26) Jadon Sancho - Kissing your best friend  27) Trent Alexander Arnold - Naked  28) Tyrone Mings - Is your man still around?  29) Ben Chilwell - Rating the day  30) Trent Alexander Arnold - I ate all your snacks  31) Jordan Henderson - The wrong name check  SEPTEMBER  1) Paulo Gazzaniga - I have a human growing  2) James Maddison - You are pregnant?  3) Ben Chilwell - I miss daddy  4) Nicolas Tagalifico - Stretch Marks  5) Federico Bernardeschi - Pregnancy Test?  6) Marco Asensio - Wrapped round your little finger  7) Eric Dier - Bump is in the way  8) Harry Winks - My life is complete with you  9) Julian Brandt - The First Meeting  10) Eric Dier - You bought the kids a dog?  11) Eric Dier - I’m too young to have a baby  12) Kai Havertz - Troublesome Twins  13) Paulo Gazzaniga - I’m Late  14) Eric Dier - I can’t do this  15) Reiss Nelson - He is kicking  16) Jack Grealish - Skin To Skin  17) Marco Asensio - Pregnancy is hard  18) Paulo Dybala - I need a plaster  19) Antoine Greizmann - Stomach Bug?  20) Frenkie De Jong - Pregnant Again  21) Ben Davies - It’s your turn  22) Roman Burki - We do make cute babies  23) Joshua Kimmich - Pregnancy Hormones  24) Leon Goretzka - You are pissing me off  25) Nemanja Matic - Sneaky Wine  26) Jadon Sancho - Where do babies come from?  27) Harry Kane - Triplets  28) Trent Alexander Arnold - Homework  29) Dele Alli - Baby Clothes  30) Trent Alexander Arnold - Nothing fits me  OCTOBER 1) Tyrone Mings - Story - Trick Or Treat  2) Tyrone Mings - Story - Trick Or Treat Chapter 2  3) Tyrone Mings - Story - Trick Or Treat Chapter Three  4) Tyrone Mings - Story - Trck Or Treat Chapter Four  5) Tyrone Mings - Story - Trick Or Treat Chapter Five  6) Reiss Nelson - Trick And Treating  7) Dele Alli - Halloween Party  8) Leon Goretzka - You scared me  9) Dele Alli - Scary movie night  10) Ben Chilwell - Sweets  11) Jack Grealish - I hate scary films  12) Marcus Rashford - Ghost  13) Eric Dier - Halloween Decorations  14) Eric Dier - Scaredy Cat  15) Trent Alexander Arnold - Scary Date Night  16) Tyrone Mings - Prank War  17) Emre Can - Someone touched me  18) Reiss Nelson - Bedtime Story  19) Harry Winks - I’m not dressing up  20) Jadon Sancho - Ouijia Board  21) Christian Pulisic - I want them sweets  22) Eric Dier - Ghost Train  23) Ben Chilwell - Blurb  24) Eric Dier - Burb  25) Jack Grealish - Blurb  26) James Maddison - Blurb 27) Jesse Lingard - Blurb  28) Ben Chilwell - Blurb  29) Son Heung Min - Blurb  30) Stefanos Kapino - Blurb  31) Takumi - Blurb  32) Jack Grealish - Blurb  33) Hector Bellerin - Blurb  34) Eric Dier - Blurb  35) Hugo Lloris - Blurb  36) Mason Mount - Blurb  NOVEMBER  1) Pierre Emile Hojbjerg - Blurb  2) Eric Dier - Blurb  3) Harry Winks - Blurb  4) Eric Dier - Blurb  5) Jack Grealish - Blurb  6) Eric Dier - Blurb  7) Jack Grealish - Blurb  8) Eric Dier - Blurb  9) Eric Dier - Blurb  10) Jack Grealish - Blurb  11) Andy Robertson - Blurb  12) Jack Grealish - Blurb  13) Eric Dier - Blurb  DECEMBER  1) Ben Chilwell - Christmas Song  2) Toby Alderweireld - Wrapping Presents  3) Eric Dier - Die Hard  4) James Maddison - This Is my present  5) Ben Chilwell - Santa’s Naughty List  6) Dominic Calvert Lewin - Meet Santa  7) Trent Alexander Arnold - Cooking Dinner  8) Christian Pulisic - How many more times?  9) Christian Pulisic - Ugly Christmas Jumper  10) Ruben Loftus Cheek - You’re the biggest child  11) Jack Grealish - Such a pretty face  12) Julian Brandt - First Christmas  13) Mason Mount - I’m not going shopping  14) Jack Grealish - It’s absolutely freezing  15) James Maddison - Ice Skating  16) Harry Winks - Kiss me under the mistletoe  17) Marcus Rashford - Snowman  18) Eric Dier - Hungover On Christmas Day  19) Paulo Dybala - I hate Christmas  20) Jesse Lingard - Cat Climbs The Tree  21) Giovani Lo Celso - Advent Calander  22) Anyone you Like - Snowball  23) Eric Dier - Christmas Blurb  24) Jadon Sancho - Christmas Blurb  25) Trent Alexander Arnold - Christmas Blurb  26) Tyrone Mings - Christmas Blurb  27) Matty Cash - Christmas Blurb  28) Matty Cash - Christmas Blurb  29) Matty Cash - Christmas Blurb  30) Jack Grealish - Christmas Blurb  31) Anyone you Like - Blurb  32) James Maddison - Christmas Blurb  33) Anyone You Like - Blurb  34) John Stones - Christmas Blurb  35) Bastian Schweinsteiger - Christmas Blurb  36) Anyone you like - Christmas Blurb  37) Leon Goretzka - Christmas Blurb  38) Jack Grealish - Christmas Blurb  39) Eric Dier - Christmas Blurb  40) Reiss Nelson - Christmas Blurb  41) Mason Mount - Christmas Blurb  42) Eric Dier - Christmas Blurb  43) James Maddison - Christmas Blurb  44) Ben Chilwell - Christmas Blurb  45) Trent Alexander Arnold - Christmas Blurb  46) James Maddison - Christmas Blurb  47) Eric Dier - Christmas Blurb  48) Kalvin Phillips - Christmas Blurb  49) Trent Alexander Arnold - Christmas Blurb  50) Eric Dier - Christmas Blurb  51) Anyone You Like - Christmas  Tagging: @footballffbarbiex @evie-pr @lawsandother @meteora-fc @sanchos-dream @spursondele @kingkepaff @farmers-league @kkim120 @glam-khal @lxndonorris @footballxixstars 

[eatsleepbreathefutbol]

4 for James Rodriguez 🔥

Y/F/N: Your full name

‘I don't think you know what I been doing, What I got on, for you to take off. Yeah, I'ma take off if you make me wait’

You had been feeling a little neglected from your boyfriend recently. James had been working the entire time on getting back into shape so that Zinedane would play him. He was always practicing, putting in the work and time, he was hardly paying attention to you but you understood that being able to play was very important to him at the moment. Practicing and training so that he could play some games to help the team win La Liga Santander title.

Real Madrid won the title, the boys were celebrating of course since it had been what they were working so hard for. Even during quarantine, the boys would train, they had these team zoom workouts and James would even play football in the yard. You were glad they had won the title, because now the focus on winning the title wouldn’t be a cockblock for you and James. You were waiting for James to come home, you were all dressed up in a red lacey lingerie, that adorned your figure, with a silk robe on waiting to celebrate the win with your boyfriend. About an hour and a half later you hear the front door open then close and you are a little excited he’s home, but then you hear several voices behind him. You threw on one of James’ shirt and a pair of sweatpants and made your way downstairs. When you get downstairs there was a tipsy James, Sergio, Isco, Marco, and Marcelo. You were surprised that the other four ended up in your living room, and you had gotten a little frustrated when they started opening a bottle of Aguardiente that you and James had received as a little move in present, when you both moved back from Munich, from his mom. You only opened alcohol that was given as a gift for special celebrations, and for them it was, the boys noticed you watching them open the alcohol and they asked if you wanted some of course you said no. You weren’t having it so you told the boys goodnight and went to bed, laying there watching a movie until the four boys left and James came up to bed. When James came up to bed, you were wanting to get frisky because you had missed the feeling you had every time he touched you, or how it felt when you were a writhing mess. James pushes you off saying that he’s tired and that you guys can talk tomorrow morning. You fell asleep, with his shirt over your lingerie, angry that he’d prefer the boys over celebrating with you.

~Next Morning~

You had forgotten what had happened last night, you were cooking eggs and made yourself some coffee. While you were cooking breakfast, you felt a pair of arms snake around your waist, James had rested his chin on your shoulder. When you felt his touch you remembered what had happened the previous night, you had gone to sit at the island to eat and sat in silence without saying a word to him. He realized you were mad, since you only stay silent when you’re mad, but didn’t know the reason behind your anger so he asked “Mi amor, que pasa?” (My love, what the matter?). You were starting to get flustered, “Don’t mi amor que pasa me, I know you have been very busy recently with training for the title and for the Champion’s league. But last night when you came home from celebrating, I wanted to have a celebration of our own, but you came home with Sergio, Isco, Marco, and Marcelo” James was a little surprised, “Hey Y/N, you need to understand that we had just won the title. We of course wanted to celebrate, mi amor these past couple of months I have been training to stay in shape so that I don’t get benched” You were started getting angry again because it was as if he wasn’t understanding, “James, I understand that you have been training and trying to stay in shape. Yes that’s important for you and I totally get that, but every day after you were done training you never were in the mood or you would prefer to facetime Salomé but th-”James interrupted you mid sentence, “What the hell Y/N what is that supposed to mean, Salomé is my daughter!” You at this point were past breaking point on the verge of exploding, “James David Rodriguez, dejame terminar de hablar antes que salgas con esta huevonada. Tu bien sabes que yo adoro a Salomé, como si fuera mi propia hija” (James David Rodriguez, let me finish talking before you go off with this shit. You know very well that I adore Salomé as if she was my own daughter) You were exploding with anger at this point. “Y/N then whats the-” “James, I’m not done talking! Basically what I am trying to say is I don’t seem like a priority to you! I literally wore your favorite set of lingerie last night so when you can home you would see it, but you didn’t because ‘you were tired’ and if I’m being serious I don't think you know what I been doing, What I got on, for you to take off. Imma take off if you make me wait. I honestly have been feeling as if you are choosing to be distant or just your unconsciously doing it and I’m just making a fool of myself!” James wasn’t expecting to wake up from a win to an argument first thing in the morning. “Hey Y/N, I’m not purposely doing this! Why the hell would I really want to hurt one of the most important people in my life! I was just trying to be distant because I have been trying to make this moment special!” You were very confused now at his comment. “James what moment are talking about?” James knelt down on one knee and took out a velvet box from his sweater pocket and opened it “Y/N, I have been distant because I knew that if I would be my normal clingy self, I’d give the surprise away. But you have been an important role in my career, you have been there for me in good and in bad times. You listen to me when I need to rant about my feelings especially when I am benched during a game and you treat Salomé as your own daughter and that means everything to me that my girlfriend and daughter get along. So what I’m basically trying to say is, Y/F/N will you marry me?” You at this point broke down crying feeling bad that you had reprimanded him for being distant when he was just doing it so he wouldn’t give himself away. He looks at you concerned, and you nod your head “Yes James, I will” he got up very happy and slid the ring on your finger and you admired it then kissed him, he kissed you back passionately. You were excited to spend the rest of your life with him.

[realmadridfamily]

Sara Salamo, actress, mom and now writer "There is a lot of me in this book". For three years, the actress has shared her life with the footballer Isco Alarcón. Sara Salamo (28) is lucky. Finally she managed to publish her first novel "El ocaso del mono que arañaba la pared". A book, with which she hopes to dazzle readers. The actress was quarantined with her eleven-month-old son; her life partner, Real Madrid football player Isco Alarcón (28) and their five pets. "I am very pleased with the amount of messages and support I receive these days. I am very excited when I receive photos sent to me with a copy of my book" proudly says for SEMANA before the good acceptance of her work. How was your quarantine? Fortunately at home, we are all healthy, which is the most important thing. Worse that my family is so far away, but video calls make it more bearable. On social media you have published that nothing would be the same without the company of your son. We adopted it as maternity and paternity leave, which we wouldn't have under normal circumstances, that's why we enjoyed the opportunity to stay for 24 hours without separating from the child. We are amazed at his evolution every day. Together with Isco Alarcon, you create an enviable couple. How was your love during quarantine? Spending time with family was a great experience. I can only say that we are very happy. Would you like to enlarge your family? Yes, we would love to. Tell me about your book writing experience. The process was long, but I enjoyed it a lot. Now, when it's over, I miss empty paper with a cup of coffee during the mornings. After all, writing has a lot to do with my acting. Both rely on telling stories, which I am passionate about. What motivated you to write? It was a proposal from the publisher. I wouldn't start writing myself. The date of delivery meant that I was 100% involved in the project and didn't look for excuses not to sit down and write five or six hours a day. You wrote this book when you were pregnant ... Indeed, when the proposal came, I was pregnant and despite having several scripts that I could use as ideas to develop my first novel, I wanted to focus the main plot on the amount of business created around something as natural as being a mother. But the truth is that the characters began to have a kind of independence and their own lives. What can readers find in your novel? "El ocaso del mono que arañaba la pared" is a very fresh and agile novel, thanks to which I hope to bring a smile to the reader. There is a lot of me in the novel. Small reflections on lies, society and how we believe that our environment is the whole world when nothing is further from reality. In addition, has an unexpected final turn with which there is no unanimity of opinion, which is something that I love. It must have been a shame not being able to celebrate your first Sant Jordi? Yes, I was very excited to be the other side for the first time. But hey, I try not to regret other people's circumstances. I am sure there will be other occasions. Will you write more novels? I usually consider new possibilities and even what would happen if I had the courage to try a different genre, such as a thriller, which I like as a reader. But the truth is that I will wait for opinions about my first novel. In what projects will we see you now? The film "El año de la furia" by Rafa Russo is waiting for the premiere. The film we shot between Uruguay and Madrid about pressure on two television writers to lower their tone of jokes when the country intends to dictatorship. After that,  there is also a TV series that I still can't say much about, but which is a very special project at the professional and personal level. I hope to reveal something else soon. Another thing that attracted your attention is your passion for animals. Now you or your family is complemented by five dogs: Honey, Coco, Drama, Terra and Abril. Yes, since I was a child, I feel a lot of empathy and love for animals, especially dogs. They make my family more beautiful and, of course, much bigger.

[ffsluci]

[ ESTER EXPOSITO , CISFEMALE , SHE/HER ] do you hear [ LOVE IT IF WE MADE IT by THE 1975 ] coming from the beach ? oh, that has to be [ LUCIANA SORRENTO ] . they are a [ TWENTY THREE ] year old [ MODEL ] from the outer banks, and they’ve been living there for [ FIVE MONTHS ] . they were chosen to be on the show because they are a [ KOOK ] , but really , i heard it’s because they can be [ ASSERTIVE & MEDDLESOME ] . if you get to know them though , they’re pretty [ ELEGANT & PERSUASIVE ] . they might become a quick audience favorite due to their [ LEAVING BRIGHT RED LIPSTICK STAINS ON CIGARETTE BUTTS, INABILITY TO TURN DOWN A CHALLENGE & HIGH HEELS ON THE BOARDWALK ].

hi everyone !! my power is still out, but i’m at my aunts bc her power is working, thank god. anyway, this is international kook queen luci and under the read more is an entire show recap and updated bio !! if we haven’t gotten a chance to plot yet, like this or message me on discord !!

basics: click here for more

name: luciana sorrento age: 23 orientation: closeted bisexual occupation: model

headcanons: click here for more

supermodel mommy and diplomat daddy had an affair and nine months later luci popped out !! fucking up her parents lives from day 1

technically born in italy, but spent most of her life bouncing between america and different countries in europe

luci started modeling when she was 15, since her mom didn’t give her a choice

she had a very public career, and an even more public cocaine addiction

after overdosing on new years eve 2019, her parents sent her to obx, so she could lay low for a while

recap

season 1

luci came into the house after only living in obx for 5 months, so besides the few kook friends she had, she didn’t really know much about the rivalry. she is a closeted bisexual, so being stuck inside the house with naomi ended up being a lot harder than she thought it would be. it also caused a lot of tension between her and ezra since she was keeping it a secret from him. this ended in luci using cocaine again and throughout the break afterwards.

season 2

despite a very private relationship with naomi over the break, luci went back into the house pretending to be single so that audiences wouldn’t speculate, even going so far as to hook up with apollo. all of this lead naomi to break up with her. between that, and seeing her other ex, isco, for the first time since their break up, luci drugs problem started spiraling out of control. realizing she had hit rock bottom, luci stopped using drugs and started spending a lot more time with apollo.

pre season 3

after season 2, luci traveled back to her hometown in italy, this time bringing her best friends ezra, and connor with her. her and apollo decided to continue their relationship, keeping it an open relationship since they were on other sides of the world. with only a few weeks of break left, luci traveled back to america to stay with her ex, isco and help him sober up.

wanted connections

- a “i don’t get the whole kook vs pogue thing” & “that’s easy to say when you’re a kook”

- bad influence / drug buddy / someone who might (accidentally or intentionally) push her to start using again

- a “fuck your parents, you’re part of my family now, my moms making dinner tonight and you’re coming” sibling relationship

- real life half sibling since her dad had kids with his first wife

- a “we’re friends because we’re from the same social class and it’s what’s expected of us but oh my god i hate you so much”

- a “i’ve been here half a year and still haven’t been down to the cut, i promise no one will know you’re fraternizing with a kook”

- maybe even a “why do you have a poster of my mom next to your bed?” bonus points for: what do you mean you used to fantasize about her when your were 14?!”

- a good influence !! home girl has been through a lot and tends to always relapse in the house bc she’s stressed. 

- literally anything else pls hmu !!l

[scribeofmorpheus]

A Princess for Halloween

Paring: Cisco Ramon x Reader

For the SPOOKTOBER 2018 Competition

Requested by @itsjaynebird : Hii!!!!!!! For the Halloween thing can I ask for a Cisco fic with an Asian reader/oc? And the 109 ("Why are you naked?") prompt???? Thank yooooou~

Words: 2107

Warnings: Fluff and mentions of sex.

A/N:  So this one didn’t turn out as long as I hoped. And it’s not really NSFW, I tried but it just refused to be written. Also, I tried to write the reader as Asian but that also brought up problems because Asia is one of the most diverse continents and I didn’t want to stereotype or constantly use derivative writing tropes so I made it as subtle as possible.

Prompts in Bold-Italics.

 Star Labs was decked out from ceiling to tile in lavish, overly detailed and verging on bad-slasher-movie calibre spooky decorations. The whole look would have been completely comical if not for the fact Cisco and Caitlin had spent hours decorating the lab with serious crinkles on their brows -this was undoubtedly the furthest thing from comical to them, the holidays were a serious occasion for Team Flash apparently.

At one point you had joked to Joe that it was probably their collective OCD kicking into overdrive. He had laughed, Caitlin and Cisco had shot you a scowl and handed you a box of decorations as reparations for your joke.

But looking at the usually clean and medical lab in a confused collection of colour and cheap dollar-store decorations, you couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at your work -even if, in reality, Cisco and Caitlin had done most of the work.

"I gotta say, this place doesn't look too shabby. Good thing for teamwork, ey?" Ralf said with a cheery grin as he rocked on the balls of his feet, hands in his pockets.

Cisco rolled his eyes at Ralph and replied, "Ralph, you did nothing, your box of decorations are still in the box! You spent the whole day napping in the Pipeline."

Ralph feigned looking hurt, in a very dramatic fashion. You shook your head and let out a little snicker, your hair -newly cut short for the new season- swayed about like satin sheets.

Suddenly, a bright red streak zipped passed your peripheral and situated itself next to Joe. It was Barry. You were beginning to think you'd never get used to his speed. And speaking of speed, Barry, ironically, had been late to the informal decorating party. Halloween apparently brought out the crazies in town, he had stopped over four shoplifting cases.

"Oh, did I miss it?" Barry asked.

Joe nodded his head and said in a sing-song tune, "It was a graveyard smash."

"Oh, man!" Barry kicked at the air, his head hanging low. Another streak of lightning erupted and he was back standing next to Joe, only in civvies. "I was looking forward to decorating!"

Ralph's face lit up and he stretched his arms towards the box of unpacked decoration. He shoved them into Barry's chest enthusiastically. "Here, this one's all yours, buddy!"

Caitlin rolled her eyes at Ralph and Cisco grabbed a Red Vine from his back pocket, before taking a bite and pointing accusingly at Ralph like a substitute finger, "Ah, ah, mister. No slacking on your Team Flash duties!" Caitlin pushed the box back at Ralph.

Ralph pulled a long face -literally. Joe turned away in horror and exclaimed, "Eew, that's just nasty Dibny." Ralph shook his head and his face snapped back to normal.

"When you've got the great gift of showmanship like I do…" Ralph shrugged as he began using his long limbs to hang decorations in hard to reach places.  

Cisco quickly made a portal, jumped through it and returned moments later with a smaller box labelled: LIGHTS. "Here ya go, Barry. You can be in charge of cable spaghetti."

Barry grabbed the box and used his super speed to quickly untie the knotty mess. You watched in awe of his blurry speed, a part of you still found it hard to reconcile the fact that you were dating a genius IQ level Breacher who was best friends with the Flash and Killer Frost. And to think, this all started because an evil version of you, from another earth, decided to team up with an evil version of Cisco -also from another earth- just to destroy her ex-boss's fast-food chain stores in every universe because she was fired during Christmas without a holiday bonus!

It's a good thing you preferred Halloween!

You watched Barry make light work of hanging up the lights, but he seemed a little more tired than usual. You walked over hoping to offer your assistance.

"Need some help?"

"Yeah, sure." He yawned under his elbow.

"Tough day?" You asked.

"Nah," he said breezily. "Just too many met humans breaking into costume stores."

You laughed while trying to hang up a string of lights, "Honestly, considering how expensive Halloween costumes can be, I can relate." Barry shot you a quizzical look.

"To using met human abilities to rob a costume store?" He asked humorously.

"Hell yes! Those things ain't cheap! I'd kill to get a good costume… Well, maybe not *kill*, kill. But maiming isn't off the table." You joked.

Barry laughed, "Remind me to steer clear of you if you ever get powers during Halloween!"

"Trust me, I'm not crazy enough to incur the wrath of Iris."

In no time, the entire STAR Labs complex had been draped in gaudy decorations and filled with spooky light effects.

Caitlin and Cisco turned about the room and inspected the new gothic decor. They looked at each other and nodded. "Halloween has officially begun!" Caitlin exclaimed. "I'll go help Iris set up the projector for our Slasher marathon!" She said before disappearing behind a set of doors.

"I feel like we're missing something..." Cisco took another turn around the room.

You clicked your fingers together, "Fruit punch?"

Cisco looked at you as though you'd saved him from the purgatory of perusing his mind. He smiled, walked over and gave you a kiss on your forehead. "That's why I love you. What would I do without you?"

You stuck your nose in the air, pretending to think hard on his question. "Hmmm, probably still kick ass as a superhero!"

He blushed and turned to everyone, "Did you hear that? I kick ass as a superhero!"

Everyone else chuckled at Cisco's goofy expression while you hid your blush by lowering your head and tucking your hair behind your ears.

"Okay, I'll head over to the--"

"Don't worry," You cut in before Cisco could finish, "I think I can handle punch duties!" You gave Cisco a wink and began towards the elevator.

As you were walking down the corridor, you caught wind of a conversation between Iris and Caitlin.

"Is it me, or have you and Cisco gone a bit overboard with the Halloween spirit this year?" Iris asked.

"Don't tell him that I told you, but…"

"But what?"

"Cisco knows this is Y/N's favourite holiday. She never celebrated Halloween as a kid so he kinda made it his life's mission to give her the best Halloween experience." Caitlin whispered. "I've honestly never seen him so determined about something since… well, ever!"

"You know, suddenly his annoying over-perfectionist behaviour makes sense," Iris said lightly.

You felt a hot blush spread to your cheeks as you skittered down the corridor faster. You stomach all warm with glee at the thought that Cisco had secretly done all this for you. You'd have to think of a way to thank him later.

A whole half an hour later, you returned with all the alcohol and tropical mixers your two arms could carry.

Once the punch was set up, everyone made their way to the makeshift movie theatre in the lower levels. Barry and Iris were snuggled up on a couch, Caitlin curled into a ball on a chair she made Dibny carry over and Joe and Cecil lounging on a pull-out couch. Dibny had chickened out, citing horror films as not being his particular taste. Cisco and you decided to lay on a warm blanket to give the ambience of a Halloween picnic.

The two of you snuggled close, regularly sharing kisses and coos of sweet nothings when the other yelped or jumped slightly from a jump scare. Most of the night was filled with low laughter from everyone's one-liners pointing out all the obvious decisions one shouldn't make in such a situation. By the end of the night, you and Cisco nursed a warm buzz from the fruit punch, the tangy sweet scent of tropical flavours hanging on every kiss. When there were few left in the room, and after progressively getting more frisky, Cisco suggested you head back to the apartment and you were more than ready to dispense with the gift giving… well, his gift for organising the best Halloween night of your life.

"Shall we?" Cisco giggled in between kisses on your neck.

You let out a breathy sigh and nodded your head, your cheeks as pink as rosé. "No time like the present."

You giggled when he hoisted you up, stumbling slightly.

"Woah!" He steadied the both of you, then laughed. "Maybe we should've stood a little slower."

"You think?" You asked sarcastically. Cisco simply placed his hands on your waist and lifted you up, only to spin you slightly. You giggled at first and then squirmed with fear at the prospect of falling, your eyes crinkling shut. "Sto-ho-ho-hop, Cisco!"

When Cisco set you down you could feel his breath against your cheeks when he let out a playful laugh. You took comfort in that, but the world still spun slightly so you kept your eyes shut. Then you felt him trace kisses from your forehead to the corner of your eye that slanted upwards and all the way down to your rounded button nose.

When you opened your eyes, you were greeted by the circular, electric bluish-white cloud portals that Cisco created with his powers.

"Let's go home," he said with a deep gruff.

"Let’s," you agreed, but then a devious smile crept up on your face.

Cisco tilted his head to the side, eyeing you slightly, "What?"

You flirtatiously interlaced your fingers around his neck and slowly inched your lips closer to him, but when he was about to return your kiss, you jumped and locked your legs around his waist.

"Carry me!"

Cisco chuckled against your ear, wisping your hair a little so it tickled your neck.

"How could I refuse?" He asked rhetorically as he carried you through the breach portal. Next thing you knew, you were back in your apartment exchanging feverish kisses and sweet nothings.

You trailed kisses from his neck to his cheek and finally to his lips as your fingers twined themselves with the locks of hair on his nape. God, you loved the feel of his silky strands softly caressing the pads of your fingers. His hair smelled of that conditioner of his that drove you crazy.

"Hmmmm," you moaned and you breathed in his scent.

Cisco's arms instinctively tightened their grip and hoisted you higher up so he could get access to your collar bone and the dip between your breasts.

"You know," he whispered lowly. "As much as I loved today..." He placed another biting kiss, this time you were sure it'd leave a mark. "I've been dying to do this all day!"

Cisco had been so focused on serenading you with his tongue that he had accidentally bumped you against the vanity in your bedroom.

"Ow," you whined against the nape of his neck, biting him playfully in retaliation.

"Ow," he mimicked you.

Just as he started moving towards the bed, you whispered breathlessly against his ear, "Wait, I have something for you?"

Cisco dropped you, letting your legs touch the floor.

"What is it?" He smiled excitedly.

"Just wait, it's a surprise." You playfully pushed him onto the bed and then disappeared into the bathroom with a bag from Star City Comics.

When you re-emerged from the bathroom, you were fully decked out in a fake brass bikini accompanied by a Princess Leia wig. You spun into the bedroom, twirling like a ballerina and asked when you stopped, "What do you think?"

"Wow..." Cisco said. He was completely blown away and so were you when you noticed his starkly nude body resting on top of your throw blanket.

"Cisco?"

"Yes, Princess?" He said unabashedly.

A hot blush spread across your fare cheeks, "Why are you naked?"

He gave you a look of confusion, "Oh I'm sorry, was that Princess Leia bikini not supposed to lead to my state of undress?" He retorted sarcastically.

"Eventually," you put your hands on your hip.

Cisco shimmied off the bed and hugged you close, "Then why are you still dressed?"

You kissed him passionately, "I don't know, why am I still dressed? Maybe you should do something about that..." You winked mischievously.

Cisco growled as he lifted you off the floor and onto the bed, “Well then, my fare Princess, perhaps I may be of assistance?”

MasterList

[raphavarrane]

fluff alphabet (marco asensio)

A - Arguments (What they are like after an argument...)

marco is quite stubborn but not in an egotistical way. he never likes being the reason that you’re stressed or upset but at the same time, he struggles to initially realise what he’s done wrong. so after an argument, he’d pull you into a hug and apologise quickly, whispering the sweetest of words into your ear.

if the argument was really bad and tempers started to flair, marco would give you time to gather your thoughts before trying to reconcile with you.

B - Body care (What they do to look after you...)

weekly baths. usually, it ends with nothing sexual. it’s the only time where both of you can be calm and just enjoy each other’s company without having to worry about anything else. marco’s tense body finally relaxes in the warm water and feeling your fingers coarsing through his hair is enough.

C - Cuddles (How good are their cuddles...)

marco usually keeps one hand around your waist so that he can eaisly pull you into a hug whenever he’s missed your body up against his. when it’s just the two of you, he doesn’t mind being the little spoon and feeling your frame keeping him warm.

D - Dream (What's the dream for you as a couple...)

one day marco would love to call you ‘his’. officially. he wants to put a ring on your finger and show you off to anyone & everyone he sees. but the real dream for marco is to create a human life that has your eyes and smile.

E - Emotion (How emotional they are...)

marco tries (and always fails) to hide his emotions. he doesn’t want to burden you; he’s not always around and he doesn’t want to drop the mood when you guys finally have some time together. but when it all becomes too much, marco gives in and puts his head on your shoulder and lets it all out.

F - Family (What do your family think of them...)

your father adores marco; they go to watch football games together whenever marco’s in town and go hang out at your father’s favourite bar. your mother however, is a bit apprehensive around marco because of his career choice but eventually, she fell for that famous smile just like you.

if you have any brothers or sisters, marco would go meet on with them like a house on fire, seeing it as an excuse to learn some funny things about you that he could eventually use against you.

G - Giving (Are they generous...)

he loves giving you trinkets from other cities he’d been to due to his travels! fridge magnets from england, sweets from germany and fancy lingerie from paris from time to time

H - Happy (When they're at their happiest...)

when he’s on the pitch, feeling the air around and the ball at his feet. he loves his job and hopes it’ll last forever. he’s also happy when you’re around; you’re that extra push he needs to do his best. to him, nothing else matters except your happiness.

I - Independence (How much they rely on you...)

marco relies on you for the small things: emotionally support, good food and kisses. sometimes you don’t even have to speak, you’ve both been able to communicate without having to talk.

J - Jokes (The jokes they tell...)

his jokes are like a school child’s, childish humour that isco would expect his little boy to say. marco’s joke are either short and hilarious or long and boring. but everyone laughs nonetheless.

K - Kids (How they are around children...)

when he first met your nephew, you could’ve sworn you watched marco’s heart melt. those brown eyes couldn’t keep their eyes off him. he loves meeting children and can’t wait to have his own little’uns running circles around him.

L - Love (What they love most about you...)

he loves your body. marco’s a very handy person and just can’t stop himself from grabbing onto something just to bring you close to him, even if it’s your waist. he loves the feeling of your warm skin against his.

M - Mystery (How open/honest they are...)

marco is very honest with his emotions; he doesn’t like to bottle things in and doesnt minding sitting down to have a deep chat with you about anything that worries you or him.

N - Nicknames (What's they're nickname for you...)

‘princesa’ is marco’s favourite thing to call you. at first it was a joke, established after the first time he saw you on your period, but now, it’s grown on both of you.

O - Optional (Something random...)

one of things you and marco love to do together is karaoke. most of the time, it’s just to have an excuse to sing a great song terribly but you can’t help but smile like an idiot when marco sings a romantic ballad directed at you.

P - Presents (What they like to buy for you...)

marco loves to buy you presents! from the generic teddy bear to clothes you begged him not to get you because they were too expensive. he loves to see the smile grow on your face and if he could, marco would bottle the moment and save it forever.

Q - Quantity (How long until something takes place in your relationship...)

your first kiss happened on the third date. it was soft and light, filled with smiles and giggles. you moved in with each other after dating for a year. your first time together however, happened a long time after that but marco was willing to wait. he’d do anything for you.

R - Romance (How romantic are they...)

marco isn’t an intentional romantic. he does romantic things without actually putting much thought into it. he was always brought up to buy flowers, cook dinner, and throw compliments like it’s the norm.

S - Spark (How the spark stays alive in your relationship...)

one word. spontaneity. from late night drives so you can watch the sunrise to mini road trips. marco is unpredictable when it comes to date nights but you live for it.

T -  Trust (How trusting they are...)

marco isn’t that trusting. in his career, he feels like he is constantly surrounded by ‘fake people’ so it took him a long time to become comfortable around you. he hasn’t told you his deepest secrets yet but it’s a start.

U - Upset (How they cheer you up...)

marco would grab the closest speaker and start dancing around. he’s knows his dancing is more comical than professional but he’ll do anything to put a smile on your face.

V - Victory (How they feel about you...)

he feels like he’s won the lottery. he adores every part of you and he’s here for the long term; through the bad times and the good. marco couldn’t imagine going through life without anyone else by his side.

W - Wind Up (What they do that annoys you...)

he forgets things. sometimes they’re important, and sometimes it’s not that bad, but it still bugs you none the less. marco would forget to do his share of chores and still be confused why the laundry basket. the spaniard has to be told by his teammates when it’s your anniversary to make sure he doesn’t lose his head.

X - xxx (How good are their kisses...)

marco likes to take one side of your face and tilt it so that you don’t headbutt each other. he likes to lightly bite onto your bottom lip before working his magic on your neck.

Y - Yummy (Can they cook...)

marco loves to cook for you! his mother taught him some of her most iconic meals for the moment he gets a girlfriend. now you can say you’re lucky enough to eat traditional asensio family food.

Z - Zzz (How the two of you like to sleep...)

marco lays on his back with your head resting on his chest. he has one hand making circles on your stomach and the other outstretched. however underneath the sheets, you feet are entangled together. at first glance, it’s a very conventional couple sleeping position. but you guys are anything but conventional.

[please let me know if you would like more of these with different footballers!]

[militant-holy-knight]

Since the founding of Iran's Islamic Republic in the wake of the 1979 revolution, the government in Tehran has smothered the country's rich, diverse, and ancient culture beneath a theocratic dictatorship. The regime is openly contemptuous of Iran's history, its ethnic and religious minorities, and its secular-minded citizens. It enforces its own rigid Islamic values in a variety of ways, from requiring women to cover their hair to imposing religious principles in schools. Repression has resulted in various social issues among Iran's youth, such as drugs and prostitution. As a result, nostalgia for the Persian Empire's pre-Islamic past legacy is steadily rising, especially among Iranian exiles and their children in the United States. Washington would be well advised to take note of it and understand what it may portend for the future.

Islamic Conquest

The early Islamic conquerors of the seventh century spread Islam and the Arabic language throughout the Persian Empire and attempted a wholesale replacement of the indigenous culture. Over time, most of the country's population converted to Islam, but Persia's historical and cultural legacy proved resilient. This fact was so central that when Col. Reza Khan established a new dynasty in 1925, he linked his family to Persia's pre-Islamic history by adopting the ancient Persian surname Pahlavi for the dynasty. Reza's son and heir, Shah Mohammad Reza Pahlavi, occasioned the October 1971 celebration of his fifty-second birthday, probably the biggest birthday extravaganza in modern times, to coincide with the supposed 2,500th anniversary of the founding of the first Persian empire in the sixth century B.C.E. by the Achaemenids.

That changed in 1979 when the Islamic Republic founded by Ayatollah Ruhollah Khomeini recast Iran as a full-fledged theocracy with a "guardian jurist" (vali-ye faqih) as its supreme leader; spurned Iranian nationalism in favor of a world conquering Islamist vision; and dissociated itself from Iran's pre-Islamic past, for instance, by Arabizing many Tehran street names from their classical Persian.

The Islamization of Iranian politics and society stirred discontent among the country's minority groups, which viewed the regime's policy as designed to suppress their identities, not least given Islamic law's institutionalized discrimination against religious minorities. Sidelined and marginalized, they have been officially referred to as aqaliyat (minorities) and excluded as the "stranger" or the "other" (gheyr-e khodi).

Many Iranian dissidents—both active and passive, at home and abroad—have responded to this diminished status with a revived Persian pride based on nostalgia for the pre-Islamic culture of classical Persia. Exiled Iranian journalist Amir Taheri and University of Montana professor Mehrdad Kia find evidence of such pride in the desire for purification of the Persian language, the emphasis on Zoroastrian culture over Arab and Islamic culture, and a revulsion against the theocratic government.As University of Toronto professor Mohamad Tavakoli-Targhi explains,

The refashioning of Iran and a rescripting of "the people" and "the nation" in Iranian political and historical discourses was to take place through a selective remembrance of things pre-Islamic and a disassociation of Iran from Islam.

Many Iranian nationalists and scholars hope to de-Arabize the Persian language to distinguish their ancient culture from the Islamic one imposed by the government. Writes historian Kia:

The dominance of the Shi'ite clergy led some nationalist intellectuals to believe that the cultural hegemony of Shi'ite Islam must be challenged and replaced only by a new form of identity which emphasized Iran's pre-Islamic history and culture as well as the Persian language and its rich literary heritage.

This scope of pre-Islamic pride has been established via "a linguistic nationalism that became part of a programmatic plan to "purify" Persian of Turkish and Arabic contamination." Its proponents call for a complete return to the Persian language as it existed before the arrival of the Muslim conquerors.

Pictured are some of the twenty-four Baha'is arrested by the Iranian Intelligence Ministry in a raid on a religious gathering in Shiraz, 2018. Such experiences of non-Muslim minority groups have prompted a longing for Iran's earlier culture in response to the establishment of the Islamic Republic.

The experiences of non-Muslim minority groups and the suppression of pre-Islamic sentiment have encouraged some nationalists to rebel with unmistakable love for Iran's earlier culture. This nationalistic pride has arisen in Iran primarily in response to the establishment of the Islamic Republic rather than in opposition to Islam itself. "Much of this longing for the purity of ancient Persian culture," writes Taheri, "has arisen with the societal dislike of the contemporary Iranian religious regime as well as the regime's very aversion toward such pre-Islamic identity."

Roya Hakakian's memoir, Journey from the Land of No, is the personal account of a young Persian, Jewish girl caught in the middle of the Islamic Revolution. She describes how many Iranian Jews yearn for a suppressed and more inclusive Persian culture. "Instead of their given Hebrew names, they went by Persian names, borrowing heroic titles from old myths, like Rostam or Zaal." She explains further, "With more than two thousand years of history in Iran ... Jews were right at home exactly where they were, as they would be nowhere else."

The Iranian-American Narrative in California

California is home to the largest population of Iranians and Iranian-Americans in the United States. If a mainstream Iranian-American narrative exists anywhere, it will be found here.

This author interviewed five University of California-Berkeley students regarding their views of the Islamic Republic of Iran, U.S. foreign policy in Iran, and their identification or lack thereof with Iran's pre-Islamic culture. These interviews provide an in-depth look at the opinions of several individual students along with a broader survey of Iranian-Americans in California, discussed below. The surveyed students are first generation, U.S.-born Iranians and are the most likely to represent the views of future Iranian-American politicians and organizers of Iranian-American lobbies. Understanding what they think and why could help reveal where their loyalties lie, a common concern regarding influential figures with dual citizenships and backgrounds.

Interviews

Three University of California-Berkeley students—Shahrzad Makaremi, Tina Noohi, and Taraneh Harirchi—were asked the same questions used in a wider survey of Iranian-American college students throughout California.

Makaremi is one of the founding members and leaders of the UC Berkeley Iranian Students' Cultural Organization (ISCO). Hailing from a Muslim background, Makaremi's family left Iran for the United States to pursue better educational and professional opportunities. When asked whether she identifies more closely with the contemporary culture of Iran or with the pre-Islamic culture of ancient Persia and how she views current foreign involvement in Iran, Makaremi appeared perplexed:

I have a lot of interest in the pre-Islamic culture of Iran. It's quite romanticized, but still very important. Still, it is very difficult to separate Islam from Persia because the Islamic conquests happened so long ago. Radical pre-Islamic pride is misleading, since Islam and Persia influenced each other so much. ... Although I am not strongly averse to the Islamic Republic myself, I would say that it has turned off many Iranian and Iranian-American people to the Islamic nature of today's Iranian government. As far as foreign activity in Iran, such as sanctions, it hurts the people just as much as the government does.

Overall, Makaremi believes that several problems face Iran today and that the regime is not necessarily the worst of them. She does not seem to harbor much opposition to the Islamist regime and does not dislike it strongly enough to favor pre-Islamic Iran.

Zoroastrians celebrate the end of winter by kindling bonfires in temples scattered across Iran. Scholars believe that the teachings of Zoroastrianism predate other monotheistic religions. In recent years, some 4,000 people have joined the festival in Cham, Iran.

The third respondent and student cultural leader, Taraneh Harirchi, shares her classmates' perspectives regarding cultural identity, the current Iranian leadership, and international involvement in Iranian affairs. Harirchi does not belong to a religious minority, and she identifies more with pre-Islamic Persian culture despite her family's Muslim background:

Even though I am technically Muslim, I identify more with the classical Zoroastrian culture of the ancient Persian Empire because I am extremely proud of my culture and not necessarily my "religion." Both my family and I practice all the traditional Persian holidays, and it is taken very seriously especially around New Year's time. My family and I never go to mosque or acknowledge any of the martyrs like some religious Iranians do.

On the government and international sanctions, Harirchi said:

For me, the religion largely represents the government, not the Iranian people. As far as sanctions, I believe that they're very dangerous and only hurt the Iranian people. Foreign involvement is obviously the most debilitating risk to Iran right now.

All three student leaders emphasize their cultural identities over their religious ones. The separation of culture from religion among Iranian-Americans appears to originate from a broadly negative view of the Islamic Republic. However Harirchi, like her two peers, does not view the government as more detrimental than foreign involvement.

The interviewees perceive pre-Islamic culture as important but do not necessarily oppose the regime because of it. One even viewed it as "romanticized." Still, all state that the Islamic Republic creates problems for Iranian society, from cultural suppression to limitations on education. It is clear from these students' responses that they do, indeed, oppose the regime.

Statewide California Survey

Reza Pahlavi, crown prince of Iran, speaking at Arizona State University in Tempe. Iranian-Americans back Washington's support for the exiled crown prince by a two-to-one margin.

While the interviews provide some personal details from student activists at a particular university, a survey conducted at the same time used the same questions to gather more data about Iranian-American views of the regime and the extent of opposition to it; U.S. intervention; and pre-Islamic Persian pride. Respondents were polled anonymously from the campuses of University of California, Berkeley, Los Angeles, Irvine, and Santa Barbara; University of Southern California; University of San Francisco; Santa Clara University; San Jose State University; Mission College, and West Valley College.

Seventeen out of twenty-five (68%) expressed pre-Islamic pride and cultural nostalgia in opposition to the Islamic Republic while only five out of twenty-five (20%) identified more with the contemporary Islamic culture of Iran, were not averse to the regime, and considered U.S. involvement to be the biggest threat to Iranian society. Another two participants (8%) favored neither pre-Islamic nor contemporary Iranian culture due to a lack of knowledge while only one (4%) felt pride for both pre-Islamic and contemporary Iranian culture and expressed a strong interest in Iran's ancient history as well as its current political situation.

As expected given Taheri's analysis of minority oppression and the Middle East Institute's Hossein Godazgar's description of the downplaying of Iran's pre-Islamic history by the regime's Islamist educational system, students who identify more with pre-Islamic classical Persian culture also oppose the regime. These students are mainly inspired by the plight of their parents, who fled religious oppression in search of a freer and better future elsewhere. The majority considers U.S. intervention a lesser evil than the regime itself and regards their cultural nostalgia as part of their broader feelings of dissent.

In 2018, the Public Affairs Alliance of Iranian-Americans released an annual survey measuring opposition to the Islamic Republic. It found that by an eight-to-one margin, respondents oppose U.S. support for the Islamist-socialist People's Mujahedin of Iran (or MEK) party as a legitimate opposition force in Iran while backing Washington's support for exiled Crown Prince Reza Pahlavi by a two-to-one margin. Opposition by Iranian-Americans to Islamic groups is primarily anti-theocratic. And since Pahlavi states on his social media channels that he supports a secular democracy in Iran, widespread support for him is indicative of the secular route many Iranian-Americans would like to see their ancestral homeland take. Pahlavi's enthusiasm for Iran's pre-Islamic Persian history also echoes the cultural nostalgia felt by many Iranian-American civilians.

Pre-Islamic Persian Pride

Additional data published in an article by Nilou Mostofi in The Sociological Quarterly sheds light on the Iranian-American diaspora's feelings of kinship with Iran, their views of the Islamic Republic, and how many choose to identify with their heritage. The majority of Iranian immigrants, especially in southern California, left Iran in the wake of the Islamic revolution. They tend to be secular and "anti-Islamic," and most emphasize their pre-Islamic roots by identifying as Persian. Like the students interviewed and surveyed earlier, they left Iran for the United States hoping for better opportunities, professional careers, and education. Estimates place the number of Iranians living in Southern California at 300,000-500,000, with some 87,000 people of Iranian ancestry living in Los Angeles alone.

According to an analysis by Radio Payam, Persian Jewish immigrants in the United States identify with Iran's classical Zoroastrian culture more than with Iran's contemporary Islamic culture:

Not identifying themselves with the current Iran—stigmatized by fundamentalism and terrorism—Iranian [web]sites attempt to [re]construct a Persian profile by using tokens, symbols, and signs from the pre-Islamic cultural heritage.

This response is common among Iranians living outside Iran, especially among Iranian minorities.

Conclusion

Following its progression from Iran, pre-Islamic Persian pride in California seems to have merged with American democratic ideals to pit most young Iranian-Americans against the Islamic Republic and some against foreign involvement in the region. And while not all Iranian-Americans necessarily wish for the complete return to pre-Islamic Persian culture, they are proving loyal to both Iran (though not the Islamist regime) and the United States. Indeed, politically active Iranian-Americans who oppose both the Islamic Republic and foreign interference could promote the withdrawal of all financial support from the regime, so as to force it to reform, while supporting the development of a strong, independent Iranian society that will be less dependent on foreign aid.

[rubendiass]

Jadaaaaaa bby today is your special dayyyy 💕❤😍♥💖💗💓

cant believe you turn 50 years old already 🤧😭 like slow downnnn granny 👵🏽

Your’e my favorite cule MADRIDDIE and RED on this hell site and i surely couldn’t ask for a better clown to be by my sideee 🤡

i look forward to our talks all the time and i can always count on you to make me either be weakkk with laughter or shake my head in disappointment THERE IS NO IN BETWEEN 😂😂😂 You always disrespect my nuts and even though all of them are 100% VALID you still find a way to bring them down and IDK WHY I HAVEN’T BLOCKED YOU YET 😂😂 but doh worry its coming soon⏳

Your nuts are veryyyy questionable too and yuh know i gonna expose some of them in this post lmfao so justt waittt 😉

going in to your 50th year of life i just wanna let you know that i’ll never everrrr stop trying to convert you to the madriddie life ⚪⚪⚪ and dont even get me started on my ynwa agenda 🔴🔴🔴 lmfaooo.

i love how you’re always tryna encourage me to do school work when all i wanna do is watch friends (AND I PRAY THAT AS YOU GET OLDER YOU STOP HATING THE BEST TV SHOW OF ALL TIME) 😭😭😂

On ah realz though thanks for putting up with my shit and thanks for being an amazing friends, i hope one day we can finally meet up and boy that will be one of the best days ever 😭😭💗 SO HAPPY BDAY JJ ILYSM AND I HOPE YOU PASS YOUR EXAMS AND ALSO SEND ME AH PIECE AH CAKE LMAO

BEFORE I GO PLEASE ENJOY THESE GIFS OF YOUR MADRIDDIE NUTS DADDY SESE AND DADDY ISCOOO (sorry not sorry 😂)

You're the sese to my isco 💕💕💕

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First of all FATII I SO SORRY THIS REPLY SO LATE but yk how my day went and why it so late 😭 okies so lemme get to it

Three years fatii THREE YEARS i go hear bout you and old granny soon dw 😩😂

You will never give up this agenda to change me into a madriddie will you sighhh lucky i love you inno but really doh even tryyyy that liverfool one 🥴🥴🥴🥴 i can really see us in old age and you still tryna convert me into a blanco 😩😂

I’ll always keep on encouraging you that’s what I’m here for we both gotta succeed and you’ve got great potential 🥺 i also love harrassing you sm ahah there really is no in between with us. But sis friends will always ne shit cyah change my mind bout dah 😩

THIS IS WAR YOU’VE STARTED BTW WARRRR now self i gonna disrespect your nuts 😭😭😭 boutt you could never block me you’ll miss me too much 😝😝😘

BUT BACK TO THE NUTS you be bringing back some dark dark times of who i used to nut to i willll get you back for this dw man dwwwwww hmph ramos and he horse face 😩

anywho’s THANK YOU SM FATII FOR THIS AMAZING YET SUSPECT POST ASKSJAJAKAK i know how much effort you put into it and i really appreciate it and bettt we shall meet up sometime soon i really need to learn to drive down on your side 😢 i love you sooooo much 💘💖💓💕💕💓💖💕💘💘💖💓💕💖💘💓💕💖💘

[addc10]

Thoughts on the match?

This is going to be a bit different. I’m sitting here writing this thousands of feet in the air, without service, in my notes, at this point probably more for therapy than anything else.

I think this would have been an okay game to drop points in. Any other season, this would have been an acceptable game to lose. There were two moments of absolute scramble in the box for Sociedad where the ball just didn’t seem to want to go in and their keeper made amazing point blank saves. There were two clear penalties that should have been called for us. We had 28 shots. We dominated possession and chances in the first half, and yet, we ended it down one goal. We got a player sent off in the second half for a weak second yellow and were down 10 men with 30+ minutes to go.

But there is something to be said for perspective. This might have been an okay game to lose, had we won other games this season. Had we been consistently playing well. Had we made the best tactical decisions in order to give us the best chance at victory. But in a season where we struggle against Eibar and Huesca and Villarreal and seemingly every team we play against, this is not an acceptable loss. It wouldn’t even have been an acceptable draw.

Let’s put more things into perspective. We had 28 shots, they had 12. But they had just 1 in the first half (the penalty), meaning they had 11 shots in the second. Our press fell apart in the second half. I’m not sure why this keeps happening. We had an excellent high press in the first half but here’s my theory: we lose faith. A high press requires high intensity and at some point in a game, our players lose the belief they have in themselves to win. They lose belief in themselves, their teammates, their manager. I’m not sure. But it isn’t pretty and it isn’t fun to watch.

And some more perspective. With our defeat today we have lost more games than Athletic Bilbao (this pains me to say because they are the other club I support in La Liga). Let’s make something clear: Athletic Bilbao are IN THE RELEGATION ZONE. They are going to be relegated for the FIRST TIME IN THEIR HISTORY if they don’t step up. And we’ve lost more games than them.

Courtois had a good game. There was nothing he reasonably could have done for the penalty and he is getting more comfortable coming off his line and dealing with through balls. Ramos had a good game. He made vital defensive interventions for us and should have drawn a penalty call in the box. Modric and Kroos both had a good game. Modric stopped several counter attacks and Kroos was prolific on the left side with his passing. Both combined well and had good movement and tracked back defensively. Vinicius had a great game. Sure, he was dispossessed 6 times. But he also completed 6 dribbles. He had 6 shots. These are numbers that I am okay with for an 18 year old. He was the only one getting behind lines, beating defenders with pace or skill. He was exciting on and off the ball. He too should have also drawn a penalty in the box. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a clearer penalty. I’ve even seen cards given for when keepers take players out like that. It was shocking.

Casemiro did not have a good game. He gave away an unnecessary penalty in the box in the first two minutes and despite contributing to our high press, he didn’t know what to do with the ball when he got it in the final third. Again, I’m left wondering if Llorente would have made a difference in this game. Marcelo did not have a good game. He lost possession in a dangerous position leading to their penalty and didn’t contribute offensively enough to make up for it. Again, he left our left flank exposed and teams are starting to take serious advantage of this. We need a plan to fix this. Vazquez did not have a good game. Aside from the red card, he was dispossessed 3 times in the first 5 minutes and often took too long in the box to make decisions. It wasn’t his best game, that’s for sure.

Looking back, I’m trying to decide if we actually had a good first half, or if I’m just happy with it due to the low standards this season has forced me to have. I want to be optimistic about this game and this season, but it will be hell. What I can offer in optimism, is the future. Vinicius looked exciting today, Reguilon came in for Marcelo late in the game, without much time to change things. Ceballos, though definitely not a CDM and should not have come on for Kroos, is looking good as well. Vinicius is 18. Reguilon is 22. Ceballos 22. Next year, we will have Rodrygo, who is 18 and I am so excited for. We will probably have Palacios (18) as well. Valverde (20) is on our bench who is a great talent, and Ordiozola (23) has looked, if not the finished product, at least exciting on the right flank. Asensio is still only 21. Isco is only 26. Courtois is 26 and we have Lunin (19) coming through our ranks as well. Cristo and Javi Sanchez are in our academy and have made first team debuts this season. Llorente, who I missed so much today, is only 23.

To me, Solari’s legacy will be the youth. It might be harsh to already be discussing his legacy, we still have a season to go and who knows what might happen. But I can’t see him staying through the summer or Perez allowing a team to be built around his vision. But he’s given us Llorente, and Javi Sanchez, and Reguilon. He’s played Ordiozola and Vinicius and that’s been one of the highlights of this season for me.

Sorry this is so long. I really have /nothing/ else to do on this flight. A bad result, a poor performance despite flashes of positivity.

The Copa del Rey is next and we’ll have to come out ready. I really can’t predict what will happen. As miserable as that is for a Real Madrid fan, as a football fan, I can’t deny this has been an exciting League season, where you really feel anyone can beat anyone. If we already knew the results before the game, why would anyone watch?

Thank you all if you stuck around to read my rambles. This fandom has been a treasure to find this past year ❤️ Hala Madrid ❤️

[smolmandzo]

Stay here

Summary: Sergio and Gareth share a small talk (or maybe more?) in the locker room after the Club World Cup’s final.

Pairing: Sergio Ramos - Gareth Bale.

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Marcelo started humming ‘Hala Madrid y nada más’ and Carvajal couldn’t help himself but wrapping an arm around his teammate’s shoulders and start singing along. 

Sergio watched the whole scene with eyes full of love and a smile painted on his lips, he got up and spreaded his arms out in a theatrical manner while singing the refrain on the tops of his lungs, bowing irronically at the end of the song. 

He found himself unable to stop smiling, he felt incredibly proud of himself and of his team, thinking that this had to be one of the best days of his life. Not only he led his team to the final, but he also managed to score. 

His heart was hammering in his chest even after a hot and long relaxing shower filled with Isco and Marco’s banter coming from outside the shower’s stalls, which made him laugh as well every once in a while. 

Taking his sweet time led him to be the only one left in the locker room and now there was nothing to stop him from being caught in a blurry trial of thoughts that got interrupted by soft knocks on the entrance door. 

“Are you ready, princess?” Gareth said with a big smile leaning back on the wall, adding crossed arms and raised eyebrows to the pose... but the smile was still there and Sergio’s gaze was fixed on it through the mirror where he was previously examining his hair. 

“I’m- I’m almost done. There’s this strand of hair who doesn’t understand where it belongs though” Sergio pouted pointing at the said strand. 

“Let me help” Gareth’s voice sounded so caring and tender and it made its way straight into Sergio’s heart. He tensed a little when he felt Gareth’s hand on his shoulder, trying to make him turn around. 

As soon as he faced the blue eyed man he prayed his cheeks weren’t as flushed as he felt and bit his bottom lip instinctively. "It looks alright to me” Bale declared after a few seconds of careful examination. “You look good” he added. 

Sergio faced the mirror again and looked at his hair with an unsure look. 

“But, you know, I think I have a beanie in my bag. I can bring it here to you if you want.” 

“Uh, I don’t know... what color is it?” Sergio murmured, his hands still touching his hair. 

“You’re unbelievable” Gareth chuckled. “It’s dark blue if I remember well, but you would look good in any color anyway” he said without thinking, regretting those words the moment after they left his mouth. 

Sergio smiled softly and now he was sure his cheeks were crimson red. 

“I- I’ll go take it now” the Welsh man trailed off looking down, already walking towards the door. 

“No, stay. Please” Sergio invited Bale by grabbing his wrist, effectively stopping him. “I don’t need that, it’s okay. I’ll be ready in a minute. Stay here” 

Sergio’s thumb was now gently moving forming circles on Gareth’s palm which felt so soft under his rough skin. Their noses almost brushed as they both looked up meeting each other’s gaze. 

“Okay, I can stay here if you want me to” Bale stuttered. 

“I do” the defender replied softly refusing to break the eye contact. 

The striker found enough strength to lean a little, letting his forehead touch Sergio’s and let his warm skin irradiate a sense of calmness in his whole body. They eventually parted without saying a word, knowing damn well what was going on inside their brains.

Sergio took a retraced his steps and gave one final look to his hair.

“You played well today, and that bycicle kick attempt made my heart stop for a second, you know?”

“I should have scored. It would have been a beautiful goal” Gareth admitted bowing his head a little; his voice sounded broken and this made Ramos’s heart clench. He hated seeing him in that state, he couldn’t bear hearing his voice like that.

He grabbed his jacket and put it on quickly before reaching Gareth again, raising his chin with a hand forcing him to look him in the eyes once again.

“You played well today” He repeated. “You did your best and I’m proud of you, okay? Sharing the pitch with you is one of my favorite things in the world, alright? And the thought that you might leave soon makes me-”

He stopped talking and his eyes grew wider as he came to the realization that he actually said what he said. Those were words he would have never imagined to say to him. Bale’s reaction scared the hell out of him and there he was now, scared.

The long haired man now held Sergio’s free hand as he made sure he wouldn’t walk away. 

“Why would you say that?” he asked.  “How could I ever leave you? How could I?” 

But this only made the captain’s heart melt a little more so he found nothing else to do but rest his head on Gareth’s shoulder, he felt his hand gently stroke the back of his neck and swore he never felt more at peace.

“Please, never leave” Sergio mumbled against Gareth’s neck.

“I won’t” he breathed before lightly kissing right under Sergio’s ear. “Trust me, I won’t.”

@croatian-magician @esparafuso

[footballerimaginess]

Overprotective Boys

Can you write an imagine about Real Madrid where the reader is best friends with the whole team and they are very protective of her? And a marc barta imagine? 😊❤️ A/N - I wont be doing a Marc Bartra imagine. Maybe another time when my requests are open! You were laying down on the sofa with Marco. He had his hands wrapped around your stomach. You were feeling quite tired and unwell. So Marco was always looking after you like the really good boyfriend he is. "Want anything" Marco asked as he pressed a kiss on the side of your head. “No thanks” You smiled as he ran his hands on your abdomen. The doorbell rang, you and Marco looked at each other at shook their head. You didn’t have anyone coming round. It was very unlikely to have visitors. Marco trudged to the door and saw his Real Madrid team mates. “What you doing here?” He said as he saw Marcos, Borja and Isco staning in front of him. “We fancied coming over to see you and Y/N. You sat up and saw all the boys walking in. "What are you doing here? I’m confused” You said as the boys laughed. “Just wanted to come see you, Marco said you wasn’t feeling very well. We have to look after you” Marcos pinched your cheek as you turned slightly red. “You are so cute all of you” You laughed. “But I am not that sick, just all I need is a heat pack and im all okay. Its tough having this many boys looking after you” You laughed as you laid your head back on Marco’s chest. “Don’t get used to it baby” Marco smirks as he kisses the top of your head. "Oh trust me I will be" You giggled as you cuddled into Marco a little closer. Again the doorbell rang. Marco heaved himself up off of the sofa again. “Who now? Who knew we were so popular” Marco shouts as he headed to the front door. He opened the door and saw some more of the boys standing in front of him. “Alright boys” Marco smiles and hugs his team mates again. Dani and Luca both walked into the living room. “Hello everyone” They both shouted as they sat down on the sofas. “Hi boys” You smiled as you greeted them. You were still confused as to why there was still even here especially as you weren’t doing anything but it was nice to have a full house. “This is so nice, I like you all coming to my house. It has been too long since we have all done this. So I suggest we come round all the time” Marco suggested and the boys rolled their eyes. Marco was that annoying one that would always be wanting to do something. He was always willing to meet up with people. “You are so predictable, I bet you are annoying in the group chat babe” You smirked at Marco, as he pouts. “Oh babe you know that. He is the first person to reply which is cute” Marcos replied, now Marco was looking rather annoyed with the all ganging up on him. “Sorry babe” You smiled and pecked a kiss on the cheek. “It’s fine, it is funny. But they do all love you really” You giggled and Marco rolled his eyes at his so called friends. “I have to say your house is amazing, you have done so much to it since I have last been here” Mateo said as he got up and had a look around the house. “Aww thanks boys. Still need to get a few things done but it is looking so good” You commented. For the rest of the night, you all just spoke and there wasn’t much else happening. It was all very relaxing and peaceful. Just chatting the night away.