#Met Ball 2016

[nialls-gorgeous-colors]

Shawn Mendes and Niall Horan Timeline

I will be posting it in sections of years. I’ll tag them all “Shiall Timeline” to make it easiest to find them all.

This timeline is a timeline of noteworthy Shiall relevant stuff that’s happened, focusing on 2015-2016. I’ll be adding to it whenever I find/think of something. Please let me know if there’s anything else that should be added.

Years 2015 - 2016

April 13 2015

Shawn starts following Niall on IG

Dec 29 Niall likes Shawn’s cover of History on IG.

This isn’t a completely comprehensive timeline, though it is still quite inclusive.

This doesn’t include the IG photo liking or commenting, even though there’s been MANY of it throughout the years!

NOV 22 2015 ACCORDING TO SHAWN IN LATER INTERVIEWS, HE AND NIALL MEET AT THE AMERICAN MUSIC AWARDS. (SHAWN PERFORMS PRE-SHOW, NIALL PERFORMS WITH ONE DIRECTION.)

DEC 2015

Dec 1 Niall performs Jingle Ball with One Direction in Dallas. According to Niall in later interviews, he and Shawn meet while they’re both performing in Texas.

Dec 3 Niall starts following Shawn on Twitter (Shawn already follows him).

Dec 4 Niall performs Jingle Ball with One Direction in LA. Shawn has his own set.

JAN 5 2016 NIALL STARTS FOLLOWING SHAWN ON IG

Feb 3 2016 Shawn: I met him in America once and then he actually reached out to me over Twitter and I talked to him a little bit, and he seemed really cool – really genuine.

Interviewer: Did he slide up in your DMs?

Shawn: He did! He just said what’s up, give me a text if you’re ever interested in like writing or whatever. Yeah, he’s a really cool guy.

interviewer asks if they’re going to do that, Shawn says yes, interviewer suggests Niall go to one of Shawn’s shows, and Shawn says “he can get on stage with me.” (this TEASE.)

Sept 28 James Corden asked Shawn about their favorite Irishman. Same old keep missing each other quote as before. It’s definitely going to happen, though. (Spoiler alert: it definitely did not happen.)

SEPT 2016

Sept 19 Shawn talks to KISS FM UK about The Collab: We’ve been talking about writing, but we’re never – I texted him before, I was like, ‘I’m going to London, where are you?!’ and he was like ‘I JUST got to LA.’ So it’s like always, for some reason, we keep missing each other. I will [collab with Niall] for sure, he’s a really sweet guy.

Sept 21 Niall talks about The Collab on Zane Lowe: The fans would love to see myself and Shawn Mendes do something. Love to work with Shawn.

Sept 28 James Corden asked Shawn about their favorite Irishman. Same old keep missing each other quote as before. It’s definitely going to happen, though. (Spoiler alert: it definitely did not happen.)

Sept 29 Niall phones into the Zach Sang show: “I met him towards the end of last year. We were doing some radio shows together, you know the Jingle Ball. I think we were down in San Jose or something like that, and I bumped into him […] I spoke to him when he was coming off stage. We’re like, ‘let’s meet up,’ we exchanged numbers. […] He text me the other day: ‘I’m in London, are you around?’ and I was like ‘dude, I just landed in LA.’ We haven’t been able to cross paths with each other, but I’m sure… Like his album’s coming out, I’m still in the studio. I’m sure he’ll be doing promo and tour and things like that, so. Whenever we get the chance and get in the studio… He’s a talented, talented, talented boy.

Sept 29 Niall facetimes with Roman Kemp who brings up The Collab: Sorry Shawn. Sorry for everyone asking you questions about me on your promo tour… Shawn’s a great guy, we’ve chatted a lot. We haven’t really hung out a lot, but we’ve talked a lot and he’s a great lad. Super talented. He’s crazy, he deserves all the credit he gets. We just keep missing each other, so when we get in the same place at the same time – when he’s finished doing whatever he’s doing and I’m free – I’m sure we’ll get in, sit down with a couple guitars and write something, but there’s no plans – at the moment – of an actual feature.”

Oct 2016

Oct 5 Shawn talks about The Collab and This Town: I’ve been texting back and forth with him, he’s a great guy.

Interviewer: I’ve heard that new song, it’s beautiful.

Shawn: It’s great. I’m so, so proud of him.

Interviewer: It’s stripped down. It reminds me of One Direction in one way, but –

Shawn: It’s totally him. I’m very proud of him, it’s a great song.

Oct 26

Niall does a Twitter Q&A

and says “Treat You Better” is one of his favorite songs at the moment. “Been up there all year.”

Nov 2016

Nov 11 Shawn with Roman Kemp about The Collab: “Yes definitely. It will, eventually, when we get time. I met him for the first time the other day, but it’s funny because we felt like we knew each other because we were like, talking back and forth for a long time, but yeah, when we get the chance I’d love to write with him, I think he’s incredible. He’s got this great, great vibe happening with his whole acoustic thing, so I think I really want to get involved with it if he’s down – which he is, I think.

NOV 20

Shawn and Niall hang out after the AMAs and give us the glorious video of them singing Mercy together (NOT in a dressing, in Niall’s sitting room) which got cross posted all over the place and made us all cry.

Shawn posts the video with the caption: niallhoran is a lad

Niall posts:

Me and the boy ! Top lad . No idea why my sunglasses are on my shirt . shawnmendes​

Mully posts:

That event type. #AMAs

Justin Stirling posts:

when mullingar meets ottawa meets pickering 😂 look at the mug on mully

According to Twitter, they then went to Drake’s AMAs afterparty. 

Nov 30 Niall talks to Ryan Seacrest about the post-AMAs shenanigans: We went to the AMAs, obviously, and afterwards we were all going out, but obviously it was too early to go out. so he came back to my house with a couple of our friends and we just sat and played in some video, and it ended up on Instagram. there it is.

Ryan: How old is he?  

Niall: Shawn’s 18 and a very impressive young man as well.

Ryan: He’s so young!

Co-host: He’s very mature, as well.

Niall: Yeah, he is. He’s also very, very talented. He plays all the instruments, very well. He’s had like 3 or 4 of these top 10s singles. He’s only 18 years old.

Ryan: Do we like him?

Niall: We like him a lot.

December 2016

Dec 1 Niall talks to iHeart about Shawn: I literally just spoke to him on the phone, I think he’s enjoying a little bit of time at home. His mom hasn’t him home in awhile. When mummy puts her foot down, she’s right. Yeah, he’s great. He’s an unbelievable guy. We hung out at the AMAs and he came over to the house, and we did that Instagram thing… Top guy, you know. You should be very proud of him in this country. Unbelievable singer, unbelievable guitar player. Great songwriter. Like, he’s 18 years old, he’s had like 3 or 4 top ten singles on Billboard. It’s unheard of. And he’s also – he lives at home with his parents, in a suburb… How much more humble do you want to get? He’s just a great kid, I really enjoy his company, he’s a good lad.

Niall goes on to say it’s too late to get Shawn to collab on his album, everything’s “done.”

Dec 11

A fan takes a video of Niall and Ellie Goulding watching Shawn’s Jingle Ball set.

Niall snaps Shawn’s set side-stage.

A fan takes a video of Shawn saying hello to Niall after walking off his set.

Ellie Goulding posts:

On this radio tour with some mad talent…. these guys have been killing it. niallhoran shawnmendes 🙏🏼 #fangurl

Dec 16 Niall posts:

Gona miss the jingle ball tour . Was really good fun. great atmosphere amongst the artists backstage and even better atmosphere in the arena. . It was amazing to perform my song for thousands of you in the cities I went to , thank you for being so nice to me . It did feel like a bit of an anticlimax when the song was finished as I would have loved to have just played the whole album to you but it’s not ready yet . . There’s always next year . . On that note , here’s a picture of shawnmendes and i being guitar nerds …. cheers to John , Tom and everyone at iheart

Dec 18 Shawn has a lyric struggle covering This Town and talks about Niall on his IG livestream:  I love Niall, man. He is just the coolest guy. So happy that he digs all the songs, and just a really cool dude. He kills it live too, every single time. He’s just so impressive, so professional. 10 out of 10. He’s a real pro. He’s a true pro.

#niall horan #niall james horan #solo niall #shawn mendes #shiall #shiall hendes #shiall masterpost #2015 #2016 #shiall collab #timeline #shiall timeline #shawn peter raul mendes #one direction #shawn mendes instagram #niall horan instagram #when they met #jingle ball #zane lowe #zach sang show #james corden #roman kemp #AMAs 2016 #mercy #twitter #drake #ryan seacrest #niall horan interviews #shawn mendes interviews #video

[brian-in-finance]

Photos​: #2&3 Gareth’s Instagram, #4 Farfarawaysite

Remember 2016’s Met Gala?

#Tait rhymes with hat #Good times #Fashion #Roland Mouret #Manus x Machina: Fashion in an Age of Technology #Costume Institute Gala #Met Gala #Met Ball #Metropolitan Museum of Art #2 May 2016 #New York City New York USA #Instagram #Thanks sunsetmagic85

[yoru]

i think i’m going into my jojo phase again…

#i’ve literally had a jojo phase 3 or 4 times since 2016 #everytime i think i'm over it it comes back again and it’s always a specific part i get stuck on too #i wasn’t actively on here when i was in my steel ball run phase and thank god for that #if you think i’m bad when it comes to vashwood y’all should’ve seen me with gyjo 😭 #those gay cowboys absolutely crushed me and i knew it was coming but i still wasn’t prepared #actually no i think my orv phase with joongdok was worse than that #they're all so angsty and tragic too like i noticed that when it comes to ships i enjoy no one's having a fun time throughout the series #let alone getting a happy ending where they're able to stand together with everyone they met and reminisce about the shit they went through #it’s all hurt and no fucking comfort for my mental and emotional well-being #but i still like it so i guess that makes me some sort of masochist lmao #salo.exe

[fshnwrlds]

CLAIRE DANES IN ZAC POSEN @ 2016 MET GALA

#claire danes #zac posen #gown #fashion #met gala 2016 #met gala #met ball

[toasttt11]

introducing julianna

Julianaa Rae Hughes was born six minutes before her twin brother Jack Hughes. Julianna and Jack have always been extremely close and Jack hated sharing but it wasn’t ever a problem if it was with his twin but he hated sharing his twin with anyone else.

Julianna and Jack have always just had an unspoken connection being twins and sometimes they are so different that people wonder in they are really twins. Jack may be the younger one but he is the most protective of his sister and Julianna can be just as protective of her twin.

Julianna was old enough to understand and remember Luke being born and she was obsessed immediately, she was the one always begging to hold him and Luke would cry if he saw his big sister and he wasn’t in her arms.

Quinn has always had a favorite sibling and it was Julianna, she was just his sweet baby sister who he adores. She was also can be quite similar to Quinn so it’s nice for both of them.

Julianna has always been more of a private and reserved person especially growing up around the media always surrounding her family but around her family and friends she can be a ball of sunshine.

Julianna has always looked identical to her mother even their hair color has always been the same and Jack and Julianna are identical twins so they both look just like their mother but Jack has their father’s hair color.

Every since Julianna could crawl she was trying to climb onto anything and when she started walking she would try to jump off of anything, Her grandmother suggested to Ellen and Jim to take her to a young kid tumbling class and Julianna absolutely fell in love with it and from then anyone could tell Julianna was made to be a gymnast.

Julianna made her debut in the 2016 Olympics having barely just turned 15, She won three gold olympic medals and three silver olympic medals.

Julianna graduated high school in 2019 and decided to take a gap year to focused solely on her upcoming olympic season and to have some free time for herself to explore.

Julianna joined the University of Michigan in 2020 having committed to the school in her freshman year of high school.

Luke was so happy when he got into Umich as well realizing he would get to be there with his big sister. They got to go to school together for two years and Luke loved being able to see his sister almost every day. Luke loved that his sister could come to almost all of his home games and he could go to almost all of her home competitions.

Julianna met her best friend Emma Mcarte in 2017, When Emma joined US National Team and they two became fast best friends and Emma had also committed to the University of Michigan and the two decided to be roommates.

Luca saw Julianna for the first time at his first home game at Yost and he literally tripped over his own feet seeing someone so beautiful. After the game when he came out of the locker room he saw her hugging Luke and when he was introduced he realized this was the big sister Luke was always talking about and Luca knew he was screwed.

Julianna was around the boys hockey team quite a bit with Luke and all the boys love having her around especially the younger players who started seeing her as their second mother.

#juliannahughesau #jack hughes #luke hughes #quinn hughes #luca fantilli x oc #luca fantilli #adam fantilli #rutger mcgroarty x oc #rutger mcgroarty #gavin brindley #seamus casey #umich hockey #michigan hockey #dylan duke #tyler duke #jack hughes x oc #nico hischier x oc #trevor zegras #cole caufield #luke hughes x oc #new jersey devils #vancouver canucks #quinn hughes x oc #nhl x oc #nhl blurbs #nhl au #ethan edwards #mark estapa #mackie samoskevich #matty beniers

[eddiemunsonw]

Atonement - PART 1

PART 1 - PART 2

Gator Tillman x fem!reader

Summary: Munch has taken Gator captive to let him atone for his sins, you try to convince him not to by any means necessary

CW/Disclaimer: Violence (maiming), contains 'spoilers'

Author's note: Spoilers ahead, in a way. It's based on early on previews we have had, as well as the latest preview for episode 9. I had a fix-it urge before the fix-it event has even occurred.

Words: 2016

Screams echoed across the empty land, making you quicken your step. It didn’t surprise you that it had come this far, not in the slightest. You had told him to stay as far away from him as he could, but he decided to be cocky. Which… in some way, you understood. His thing with Munch was the only part of his life he currently felt in control of, or desperately wanted to be in control of. The man who was supposed to be dead by his gun had instead broken his arm, kicked him in the balls and left him hunched over like a loser vomiting in the grass for his dad to find. That wasn’t a pretty sight, for neither of them. Or you, for that matter. 

Because despite the stupidly disgusting things that left his mouth on occasion, you cared for him. Why? Maybe because you knew where it came from. With a father like that, being fed his atrocious beliefs all his life and hardly being met with any opposition, it was probably harder to reflect on your own actions even if you should. Maybe because when you told him off he actually started to look remorseful. Maybe because, under all that douchebag behavior, you knew there was more to him. He had shown you on rare occasions when he let his guard down. Not on purpose, that’s for sure. But he had.

As for you, you knew Munch. Sort of. A long time ago, he had taken up one of the rooms above the bar. You had been scared of him, especially since he only showed up when he knew you were the only one behind the bar. The other patrons paid him no mind, but you did. How could you not? He only used the room to sleep. He’d come in late and be gone by the time you opened up the next day. You thought maybe he was homeless and you didn’t have the heart to tell your boss, the owner of the bar, that you had a freeloading guest. The rooms were barely used as it was, so you assumed it wouldn’t hurt. One night, a guest had been particularly difficult for you and at one point things had seemed to get out of hand and suddenly there had been Munch, snapping his neck like a twig and dragging him out of the bar without a word. That was the last time you’d seen him.

So when Gator mentioned his name, you had mixed feelings. You worried for Gator, knowing you wouldn’t want to be on Munch’s bad side. You were also, in some way, glad that Munch was okay. However after hearing that Munch broke Gator’s arm, you weren’t so sure if you should. Gator loved boasting about his achievements, was very quiet about his failures. He was all too giddy to tell you that he placed a tracker under Munch’s car and despite the many times you tried to talk him out of it, he had gone. He went, killed Munch and accidentally killed an old lady who decided to attack him with a bag of oranges for some reason.

Little did he know that the old lady and Munch had had a similar silent agreement as you had with Munch in the past. And little did he know that he’d simply shot through the head of a corpse that Munch had killed off earlier, rather than the man himself. Of course, it hadn’t been hard for him to figure out that Gator was behind it. Neither was it hard for him to decide he must be punished.

You had known something was up when Gator didn’t answer his cell. He never missed your calls, or he’d call back immediately. Something was up. When you finally found his car on the side of the road, the screams from afar gave you all you needed to find him. Munch hadn’t bothered to lock the shed, he even didn’t look up from Gator’s fear struck face when you stomped inside.

“Munch, let him go, please.”

Slowly, he turned his head to face you, but not before slicing a thick line through Gator’s cheek with the dull knife in his hand. He screamed.

“The boy has to pay for his sins,” Munch said, in that same, dull tone he always used. Smiled weakly as he turned back to face Gator, who tried to blink the blood away as it ran into his eye.

“It was an accident,” you tried, ignoring the fact that Gator had very much tried to kill the man. This was about the old lady after all.

“Foolish girl should not say foolish things.”

“Please, I can teach him to be better, he can learn—”

“A boy must learn to listen to what is not being said.”

With that said, Munch moved the knife closer to one of Gator’s eyes, who whimpered shakily, softly pleading, begging him not to.

“He does not need to see, as the cruels of this world fuel the ill part of his existence.”

“I need— I need my eyes, please, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I never meant to hurt her. I-I-I’m sorry I tried to kill you! I only wanted for my dad, for Roy to be proud. To see me.”

Munch laughed in the creepiest sense of the word.

“To want the devil himself to be proud of one is to sin with the deepest desire for ruin.”

“I’m good— P-Please, I can be good, I promise! Please Y/N, tell him! Tell him!”

You placed a hesitant hand on Munch’s shoulder, letting go of a shaky breath as you crouched down.

“Please don’t hurt him. Can’t you see? He’s hurting enough from the turmoil inside. It’s Roy who you should go after, he’s the real monster. Gator is only… the product of it. He’s not beyond repair, Roy is. Please, Munch.”

Munch looked up again, considering your words. He got up and rummaged around in his bag, giving you a chance to really look at Gator. He was tied up, both hands and feet and even had a rope around his neck keeping him down. Tears had found their way down across all sides of his face, many streaks mixed with blood of his own. Munch had taken his time making tiny cuts all over his face. You didn’t dare touch him, in fear of Munch getting the wrong idea and ruining whatever small chance you had to save him. Gator’s lower lip trembled and you forced yourself to look at him, trying to convey without words that you’d do anything to get him out of there. You had already been looking around for anything to use as a weapon other than the pocket knife you carried. When Munch sat back on the low stool, he presented you with a square piece of iron attached to a stick. On top of the squared piece was a symbol that you only recognized from the back of Munch’s neck. You had no idea what it meant, or why he was showing it to you, but it could hardly mean anything good.

“Balance is a means used to eradicate evil and maintain the good. The girl is good, the boy is not. The burden of balance must be shared, if the girl wishes for the boy’s release.”

Gator and you watched as munch stuck the iron into the fire, heating it up. Finally realizing what he was saying, Gator turned his head to you and shook his head.

“No, Y/N, don’t. You can’t!”

“I can’t let him take your eyes either,” you said softly, the tremble in your voice betraying your fear. Gator continued to plead, to whom he wasn’t sure. You on the other hand, turned around and bared your neck.

The searing hot metal made you nearly lose your vision as you screamed out from the pain and it was only for Munch holding you up that you didn’t collapse. With uncharacteristic gentleness, he placed a cloth on top and helped you hoist up your clothes again. Gator was next. He didn’t try to fight back as Munch released him, not after you endured this for him, turned around wordlessly so Munch could do the same to him. His hand sought yours behind him and he clutched it tightly as soon as Munch moved away. Neither of you dared to move as Munch gathered his things. Not another word was spoken until Munch left the shed, and another ten minutes passed before Gator turned around to face you.

Guilt was etched deeply into his frown, the blood only deepening the gentle wrinkles on his forehead. Then, he quietly got up, helped you up and held the door of the shed open for you so you could leave. You both didn’t have to wonder whether Munch was gone. He only stayed somewhere with purpose, not just to wander about. It was done, so he was gone. Just as you arrived at the car, Gator turned to face you.

“Why?”

The silence stuck around for a while.

“Because I can’t see you get hurt. You’re hurting enough.”

Gator sighed shakily, his trembling hands trying to find the vape that had long since been discarded somewhere during the wrestle he and Munch had had.

“That’s not for you to fix.”

“I know.”

You didn’t care.

“Roy would have just let me suffer. Would think I’d deserve it too for being such a failure.”

“I know.”

“I don’t deserve you.”

“You do.”

Gator shook his head.

“No, Y/N, I really, really don’t.”

“I love you,” you whispered. It came as a surprise to you as well. You were his friend, you had always been just his friend and while you had considered the option sometimes, you never thought you’d actually act on it. You weren’t sure if you should regret it now, seeing the astonished look on Gator’s face.

Gator realized in the back of his mind that he had never, not once, been told these words. By no one. He didn’t think he’d ever hear them, nevertheless so sincerely, warm and loving. He closed the distance between you two so quickly that you gasped. His arms curled around you, though they never touched. His exhale was shaky and so were his hands when they carefully wrapped around your waist. He flinched as he felt your hands rest on some of the cuts Munch had made on his back earlier, but didn’t care enough about the pain to stop you from hugging him back.

“I’m sorry,” Gator whispered. “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, Y/N, I’m—”

“Shh, it’s okay,” you whispered back as you felt his fingers dig into you all the way through your jacket.

“It’s not, it’s not okay. I— you’re— maimed for life, because of me.”

“I chose to do that.”

“I don’t—”

“You do deserve me.”

Somewhere between his apologies, he started crying. Clutching at your jacket like his life depended on it and heaving into your neck. You cried too, but from relief. Munch had allowed your compromise to give Gator a second chance, and it was worth it. You’d do anything for him.

Gator leaned back finally, to look at you, his savior. His friend. The friend who said she loved him, whatever that meant. Stared at you longer, realized he needed to know. If all went to hell, it might as well go to hell today.

Rough hands, dirtied up with dried blood took the gentlest hold of your face before chapped lips brushed against yours, waiting. Yours moved against his, the softness of your tongue soothing his own. You tasted his blood but by no means would it stop you from kissing him, his body pressing yours against the side of his car, his gentle hand covering the back of your neck to make sure he wouldn’t accidentally hurt you.

I love you too.

It wasn’t said with words, but in a world where words were limited, sometimes actions were more than enough.

If you enjoyed reading this, please know that comments and reblogs are highly appreciated :) Likes are lovely but sadly do nothing to spread the fics around! Help your favorite writers (not saying me - in general) out like that so you can continue to enjoy consuming the free work they put out, it's a win-win.

#gator tillman #gator tillman x reader #gator tillman x fem!reader #gator tillman x you #gator tillman x y/n #joe keery #fargo spoilers

[leennaan]

It's the anon that requested the Klara fic I loved and definitely would love more fics of her maybe another one like an enemies to lovers one

Sorry that it took me so long to write this.

It was definitely harder as I first imagined and a challenge for me.

I hope you like it even tho I struggled at some parts😬

It is not proofread as I just wanted to get this one out😅

So enjoy ☺️

I hate that I love you/ Klara Bühl

You had met Klara for the first time while on international duty. She playing for the German U15 national team and you for the English.

Her position as a left forward and you as a right back meant that your paths crossed on various times during the match.

The game wasn’t going after your liking with Germany being 2:0 in front in the 80th minute and when Klara once again made a run into your own box you dived into a tackle you knew was ill timed. You completely missed the ball and instead crashed into Klara with your studs up,

who almost instantly screamed in pain.

You were quick to apologize but were almost immediately pushed back by a furious looking Sydney.

Once the medics were on the field and tending to Klara the referee turned her attention to you and showed you a red. Normally not someone to accept a referees decision easily this time you made your way off the pitch instantly. Not caring what your teammates said to you you made your way back to the changing room as fast as you possibly could.

Once inside you kicked the bench hard, angry tears leaving your eyes.

You never wanted to hurt her or any one. And you did just that. Not only did you severely injure another player, you also caused your team to loose 3:0 as they had to play one player down.

After the game you tried to apologize once again but the German players said that Klara was already brought to the hospital as she had a few bad cuts down her leg that would most likely need a few stitches.

So you tried to apologize via Instagram leaving a message in her DMs but she never replied to you. As there was nothing else you could really do you left it at that.

——————

The next time that the two of you met was at the U17 World Championship 2016 in Jordan. After loosing 3:0 in the quarterfinal against Japan you and a few of your teammates decided to have a little get together in the common room of your hotel.

Only the thing was that you were sharing said common room with the German team which had a similar idea after loosing their own quarterfinal match against Spain.

You yourself had almost forgotten about the incident that happened almost two years ago but Klara clearly hadn’t.

As soon as she saw you a scowl appeared on her face. She turned to Sydney who was walking behind her and started to say something to the brunette. Now Sydney also looked over to you and you instantly looked in a different direction.

Over the course of the night the two teams mixed together, everyone enjoying the night and having fun. Everyone expected you.

You often felt the eyes of the younger German player on you hard and angry eyes starring at you.

Later on in the evening Klara appeared next to you effectively scaring you as she growled into your ear.

“You know I was surprised to still see you play for England. I wasn’t expecting them to need someone who isn’t even able to perform a clean tackle.”

Her words hitting you hard as you praised yourself for staying on your feet most of the times.

“What do you want? I know the tackle was bad. I apologized instantly, I was punished for it and I learned to do better. What else do you expect me to do?” You scowled at her. Fed up with Klaras behavior.

Before she could respond you had left the room.

Not knowing that the two of you would meet again later on in life in one of the most important games in both of your careers.

——————

Fast forward you were walking out into a sold out Wembley Stadium in the final of the Euros 2022.

Taking place on the bench next to your best friends Lotte and Alessia, you took it all in.

Goosebumps appearing on your arms as the anthems were played.

When you looked at the players that were sitting on the German bench you couldn’t help but be drawn to the women that obviously hated you even after all those years.

Nonetheless you felt bad for her, not wishing anyone to miss out on such an important match.

For a few seconds your eyes met. You send her a sympathetic smile and for a moment it looked like Klara had forgotten who she was looking at as she send you a half smile back before she released what she did and a scowl that you knew too well appeared again on her face. Still you couldn’t help but think that she was beautiful.

——————

A few weeks after England had won the Euros you were sitting next to Georgia in a plane on your way to Munich. The both of you had signed with Bayern just before the start of the Euros.

“What if they don’t like me? Yo know that Klar hates my guts since that one game and we just won against a majority of them in the final. This was a really bad idea. I should have never signed.” You were fiddling with your rings.

“Stopping worrying. You know you are a good player and a good person. Bayern wouldn’t have signed us if they didn’t think we were that good. And just because Klara is a b*tch for still hating you for a silly mistake you made when you were fifteen does not mean they all are. And you still got me.”

Georgia pulled you into a hug and you relaxed slightly, not quite able to stop worrying entirely.

The first thing you heard when you stepped into your new changing room

With G was Klara. “What is she doing here?”

The players weren’t informed of your guys signing to surprise them but while most of the team looked excited to have you and G here Klar most definitely wasn’t.

You instantly felt bad, once again second guessing your transfer.

Luckily for you, your new trainer Alexander

interfered.

“Y/n and Georgia have signed a contract for the next few years and we are really lucky to have them play with us and not against us. I want you all to be friendly to each other. That includes you Klara.”

Klara grumbled slightly before she murmeld a quiet apology.

Against your hopes Klara still hated you even after almost a whole month that you played at Munich now.

You often caught yourself staring at her. And more than once did you find that the younger girl was already looking at you.

You hated to admire that she was really beautiful.

Which made you even sadder that the girl would not talk to you besides the necessary football talk.

She would run into you by ‚ accident’ or push you over in training always accompanied with sneer in your direction. „I am so sorry Y/n I totally misjudged how fast I was.“ Her sarcastic words hurting more than you admitted.

While you had made friends with a lot of your teammates Klara was obviously not one of them. But what surprised you was that Sydney had become one of your best friends.

So one evening when Sydney had invited you and a few other teammates, Klara not being one of them, to cook together you asked her why Sydney’s best friend still hated you.

“ I can’t help you Y/n. I have known Klara for a very long time and she is normally one of the sweetest human beings I know. I only know that she had a few problems with her leg after you tackle. She had to miss a few games and after she was cleared to play again she was scared to go into 1 v 1 which resulted in her being benched and only having a few minutes of game time for the reminder of the season but i can’t imagine that she hates you only for this.”

You nodded along to what Sydney said, once again feeling angry at yourself for misjudging the tackle.

“I never wanted to hurt her. I felt so bad that day. I was benched for the next four games even tho I was only suspended for one. I tried everything to apologize to Klara but she ignored me completely so the only thing I could do was to learn from my mistakes.”

“And you did. You are a remarkable defender. I don’t think I know another defender who stays on her feet and still recovers the balls as often as you.”

The slightly taller girl pulled you into a side hug. Never one to just accept a compliment you blushed.

“Leah thought me that. She took me under her wing when I first joined the senior squad. If you ask me she is one if not the best defender there is right now.”

That evening you decided to find out why Klara hated you so much.

The next day at training you waited for Klara in the changing room, as she was the last one to finish after having to stay on the pitch because Alexander wanted to talk for her.

„Why do you hate me so much?“ You asked her once she entered the room.

Totally surprised Klara just stared at you. „What?“

„Why do you hate me so much?“

You asked me again.

„Why do you care so much?“ she asked back and you couldn’t believe her.

„Because I don’t understand it. Yes I made a mistake but for crying out loud that was almost ten years ago! I apologized multiple times and you still hate me!“

You shouted. Sick of Klaras behavior. Yes she was the the one physically hurt that day but that didn’t mean that the way she treated you didn’t hurt you.“

„For you it was just a bad day. For me it was bad years that followed.“

She growled. Her face had turned red and she looked furious.

„That’s not true! I now that your season did not end as you wished for but mine did not as well. I was out for four matches afterwards and I refused to go into any sort of tackle the next games I played wich resulted in me being dropped to the second team at my club so don’t tell me you were the only one affected.“

You shouted at her now angry yourself.

Klara was still looking at you with so much hate in her eyes that you had to swallow a lumb that had formed in your throat.

„You know what. I don’t care anymore. Hate me all you want. I had seen some of your games before we played against each other. I thought you played amazing and hoped that maybe we could become friends. Even now I still had hope that maybe we could still become friends but I clearly thought wrong. As long as it does not affect my football I don’t care anymore.“

With that you started to leave. But just before you could walk out of the door Klara stopped you.

„Wait. I…I don’t hate you.“ she whispered and you couldn’t believe what you just heard. „I am sorry. What?“

„I don’t hate you.“ she repeated.

„I hate my self for how I treated you. Yes at first I hated you. I blamed you for my season and also the teasing I received in school for the scars. But then I was just scared to stop hating you. I didn’t want to accept that I was wrong in the way I treated you.“

Now Klara was crying and you heart broke a bit for the younger girl.

„But why? I always just wanted you to stop hating me.“

Slowly you had walked to Klara and had rapped your arms around her. At first her body tensed, before she relaxed into you.

„Because I.. because at some point I stopped hating you and… I… I started to watch your games and I saw how amazing you played and I.. I thought that you looked beautiful and suddenly I was scared what others would think and than I saw you again at the euros and I said to my self that I’ll apologize to you but than you won and I was just so heartbroken and sad and angry at my self that I couldn’t play so I once again started to hate you for it. And the you stood in this room and I just I couldn’t see you so soon and my thoughts were all over the place.“

You watched as Klara started to rumble about her feelings.

„Hey hey. Breath, everything is fine. Just breath“ Trying to calm her down you looked into her brown eyes, trying hard not to get lost in them.

„And I hated that i stared to fall in love with you.“

Your heart stopped when you heard Klara say those words to you.

„You what?“

„I started to fall in love with you. I am in love with you.“

And before Klara could start her rumbling again you kissed her.

The kiss was full of passion. Butterflies erupted in your stomach when Klara pushed you up against the wall. A moan escaping your lips when she slightly bit down on it.

When air became necessary she pulled away, your bodies still tightly pressed against each other.

„I hated that you hated me. Because I think I had a crush on you from the moment I saw you. That is why I cared so much.“ You said slightly out of breath and with blushed cheeks before you pulled her into another searing kiss.

You were interrupted by Syd, who came into the looker room looking for Klara because they where supposed to drive home together.

„Finally I am sick of this whole fake hate between the two of you. It was almost painful to watch you two love sick puppies steeling glances at each other and not realizing that you were undressing each other not hating the other.“

#klara bühl x reader #woso #woso x reader #woso imagine #Klara Bühl Imagine #klara bühl #Klara buhl #fc bayern frauen #alessia russo #georgia stanway #england lionesses #dfb Frauen

[am-i-interrupting]

Hey!! I wanted to request a match up for my oc/self insert Jamie, I’d like nsfw (if you want) I don’t want Vaggie, Charlie, and Niffty if possible. He’s extremely friendly and bubbly, but still very protective and willing to put up a fight if he needs to, he’s a sinner with bunny characteristics (tail and ears) and small retractable white wings. Pronouns are he/him, hes transmasc but regarding sexuality he’s unlabelled (due to them being from the 80s and not having it really figured it out to avoid homophobia.) He has adhd, depression, and anxiety. His fashion taste tends to be more formal like buttons ups with vests but still being a bit colourful in a mad hatter from the Tim Burton film sort of way. He was a figure skater when alive and reads a lot. He shows affection by (love language) physical touch and words of affirmation. Listens to a lot of classical music but some rock music as well. He has a surreal sense of humour and tends to make jokes at his own expense.

Your Match Up Is. . .

Velvette!

You met Velvette not long after she began working with the Vs.

She was scouring the streets, looking for models on Vox’s security cameras when she saw you.

You were brought to the Vs tower and instead of being met with Vox or Valentino like you feared, you entered a meeting room and saw Velvette.

She was standing in front of a board covered in sketches of suits and hats. You inspired her.

It wasn’t long after that you were walking runways for her and being put front and center on her social media.

Remember when texting your crush song lyrics first became a thing (just spit balling here but if I remember correctly it was like 2016/2017, right?) that’s how Velvette announced to you and the world that you were dating.

If you were confused, she absolutely recorded her going up to you in person and pulling you in for a kiss.

You spend a lot of time doing parallel work. Where Velvette will be working on something and you get to read.

Of if you continue figure skating, she will come and half watch, half work while you practice.

She does stream every single event you do and is cheering you on from the sidelines.

There is a lot of cuddling though. She loves to run her hands up your ears.

She has pulled at your tail (because fun fact, rabbit tails are longer than just puff balls) and smirked when you looked at her scandalized.

“What are you gonna do about it, bunny?” she asked before she kissed you very roughly.

Sex between you two can be very sweet and intimate or it’s a soft BDSM scene (at least according to Valentino who has walked in on you two having sex and had conversations with Velvette like nothing was happening. Has asked you multiple time to do a porno)

Expect to be marked and claimed. You do not get to put makeup on those hickies. Hickies are great! She worked hard on those.

If you’d let her she will use a strap on you. If not, you’ll at least let her tie up your wrists, right? They look so pretty bound.

Teasing your ears and tail. She loves when she gets to see your wings.

She is an avid cuddler after.

You are not getting away from koala hugs.

#hazbin hotel matchup #hazbin hotel velvette x reader #velvette x reader

[pshwritess]

Meeting your ex at a high school reunion after 6 years

Pairing: Ex!Sunghoon x fem reader

Genre: high school!au, exes to lovers, angst with a happy ending

Word count: 3.1k lol idek how it got this long but pls tell me if I should write a part 2 🥲

Warning: Slight cursing if you squint, nothing else I think 

High School Graduation [2016, March 30th]

The school grounds were tightly packed with students, chitter chatter all around and graduation hats were all that could be seen. It was graduation day, some were crying while some clicked silly pictures with their friends which would all just last as memories somewhere in their cupboards.

“Get the fucking polaroid!” you yelled at the tall, fair boy who stumbled on his way to get the camera. Park Sunghoon, your boyfriend of 2 years and best friend before that, was one of the people in your group of hooligans. Others were you, Jay, Jake, Yunjin, Miyeon, and Euijoo. You 7 were inseparable for all your high school years.

On the other hand, you and Sunghoon started dating back in your sophomore year about 3 months after you got to know each other through Euijoo. Since then, you went on countless dates to arcades, ice rinks, stargazing or just watching movies together.

You all knew that this might be the last time you see them for a very long time. Sunghoon propped the camera up with his right hand and made sure everyone was in the frame before clicking the photograph and blowing on the polaroid that printed it out. 

The whole day passed by with bittersweet memories and hanging out at the nearest restaurant through the evening. You and Sunghoon were continuously dodging the elephant in the room, "What will happen to us?” And when the joy came to an end, it was 8 ish pm and you and Sunghoon were standing around the corner of the block where you lived, it was slightly cold, and a gentle wind was blowing, hitting your faces as you met his eyes.

An awkward silence lingered in the air between you two, stealing glances at the other’s expressions and trying to blabber out any words, any way to begin the end of this beautiful journey. Mustering up the courage, you balled your fists and looked straight at him in the eye.

“I suppose we’re thinking the same thing?“ You said in a long but shaky voice, a forced small smile shadowing your lips. “I suppose we are“ he whispered and looked away, not knowing how he was supposed to walk away from such an amazing person, he didn’t know how he was meant to leave everything behind and move on with his life, his career, pretending that all these beautiful memories didn’t exist.

“I’ll make this easier for the both of us, hm?“ you said while gently clasping his hand with yours, looking at him with almost moist eyes, and began to speak. “You have a bright future ahead of you, I hope I do too. But to achieve what we both want with life, we need to let each other go so we don’t come in the way of each other’s success or career, yeah? And it’s hard saying goodbye to you because of obvious reasons“ he chuckled at that and looked down at your intertwined hands before lifting them and placing a feathery kiss on the back of your hand. 

“Now, one of us will turn around and walk away. We’ll walk away, without turning around, which will mean that we are happy with how we turned out and hold the best memories of each other and we’ll move on with our lives, knowing that our first relationship was very healthy, lovely which came to an end because we grew up” you said and wiped away the new tear on his cheek. “Okay?” you asked with a sad smile painted on your lips and moist eyes.

Nodding hesitantly, he looked at you for a good minute before planting a soft peck at the top of your head and clutching you tight, close to him since it would presumably be the last time he does this. And when he let you lose, you turned around, your hand being slowly released from his grip. You walked away from him, your silhouette growing smaller with every step you took and he watched you walk away from him and his life with a tear-struck face and incomplete heart.

Present [December 2022]

You moved on, it was hard, getting used to not having your friends around to banter with, to not having a boyfriend to look forward to after coming home. You pined a little but started fueling your motivation to study. All your emotions, you converted them into your drive to achieve more than you imagined.

And today, 6 years later, you were a successful Stanford graduate event planner, known for arranging both formal and informal events, be it a university event of counseling to throwing a marriage after-party rager. You had it all. You were beautiful, independent, happy? Not so sure about the last part but having a roof over your head that you pay for is what matters right?

It was 12:30 noon and you were sitting on the kitchen counter, a bagel in one hand and the other busy replying to work emails on your laptop. You were a busy busy woman. The sunlight brushed past your facial features, a small frown sitting on your eyebrows as you took a sip of your midday coffee, the silence was interrupted by a loud bang on your front door and you assumed it was the delivery guy dropping a parcel you ordered from Amazon. “Just a second!” you yelled and slipped your feet inside your slide on and went to open the door.

But what you saw after opening- more like who you saw after opening the door left you in awe. Huh Yunjin, in the flesh was standing at your door with a small suitcase and a bright smile on her lips. And before you could react, she hugged you, practically squeezed you to the point you had to ask her to loosen her grip on your shoulders.

“It’s been so fucking long Y/n what the fuck man!” she yelled while laughing hysterically while you were still surprised as to how she got your address considering the last time you met was about a year ago and you didn’t live here then. After the very long laughing session, you invited her inside and she made herself feel at home while sitting on the couch.

“So what’s the purpose of your visit Ms. Huh?“ you asked while handing her a cup of coffee and sitting beside her with your mug of coffee. She propped herself up and looked at you pleadingly. You side-eyed her and one of your brows perked up in curiosity. Scooting closer to you and keeping her coffee mug on the table, she started speaking.“So you remember Jay from high school right? He is hosting a high school reunion back in our hometown. A 3-day trip and lots of our batchmates are coming. And I’ve come bearing an invite for you” she finished speaking and honestly, it was not a bad idea. Maybe you’ll get to see Sunghoon. 

Truly, you wanted to see what he looked like, what his occupation was, how he went through college, and the basic teen adventures, it wouldn’t be awkward meeting him, that you knew for sure. Instead, for you at least, it would be healing because you were kids in love, parted with heartbreak, and never talked again. It was sad, but it led to something good. “Okay, but when because I will need to cancel my event appointments with my clients and I don’t wanna lose a million-dollar deal because of a high school reunion.” You said and she was already on her phone, you assumed she was texting about your confirmation.

 And before you knew it, she already had the next flight booked to Seoul.

 Getting off the plane, you went to the luggage area to pick up your suitcases and hop on the next taxi to the hotel where you’ll be staying, the one that Yunjin said Jay had booked for your short stay. So doing as you planned, within 2 hours, the GPS showed only 3 minutes until you arrive at your destination. The cab driver took a sharp left turn and you could see the hotel’s sign shining bright. “One thing for sure, Jay is still rich because look at that hotel” Yunjin commented and sighed enviously, of course, she would. The car pulled up in the driveway of the hotel. 

Paying in cash to the driver, you hopped off the ride while thanking the middle-aged man. “I’ll be fucking damned“ you heard your companion curse under her breath and looked at where her eyes were fixed. 4 guys, all with their backs toward you except one who was busy talking with the other 3. “Let’s go“ you said and enthusiastically walked with Yunjin in their direction. “Ain’t that our girls?“ Jay, the one who specked you first said when he saw you both approaching them. And the other 3 turned their heads, Koga, Jake, and Euijoo. You still recognized them but they were very very different from what you remember them. 

They weren’t the goofy-looking, innocent faces, they were sharp-featured, tall, and lean guys. As soon as you stood near them, a little disappointment seeped in when you didn’t spot Sunghoon but you saw Koga, aka “K” who was your best friend until you lost touch 4 years ago. As soon as looked K in the eye, his first instinct was to hug you tight and laugh with you. After hugging each one of them, you started walking inside with them, obviously being the gentlemen they’d groomed into, they were the ones dragging suitcases inside while catching up.

“Hey they’re saying that they’ll keep the luggage in the rooms so leave them- oh hey Y/n?“ Yeah, he said all that in a moment so the only thing you caught on was your name. It was Sunghoon, in a white vest and black shorts and blond hair oh you were happy to see him. “Sunghoon? Hi,” you said and looked at him, mirroring the expression he gave you. “And they meet,” Jake said while snorting and suppressing a laugh when you kicked him in the shin, making himself a laughing stock. Sunghoon approached you with open arms and you slid right into the hug with a pleasant feeling rising in your chest. “I thought you weren’t coming?” he said and looked questioningly at jay who raised his hands in defense. “It’s all thanks to Yunjin she came” 

Sunghoon looked at Yunjin, shaking hands with her, you, on the other hand, couldn’t take your eyes off of him, He was a different person, no more the shy, timid guy, but a confident and broad-shouldered handsome lad. On that note, Jay led you all to the lounge where to say you were surprised to see the number of people you recognized was an understatement. You spotted Yeonjun, Beomgyu, Taehyun, Nicholas, Karina, and god knows how many more out of whom a few passed you greeting smiling, and nodding, acknowledging your presence. 

“I think everybody is here so” interrupting himself mid-sentence, Jay made an announcement. “Hey, guys! Everyone is here now so Y’all can just rest during the day and we’ll go to the beach during the evening where I’ll have a bonfire set up and drinks and snacks so dress accordingly!” he yelled and a few thank yous came from here and there. “Anyone wanna go up to the rooms and I don’t know...talk?“ Yunjin suggested that you, Sunghoon, Jay, Jake, K, Euijoo, and yunjin went to where the rooms were. It was a royal suite for everyone. jay was loaded that was for sure. He unlocked one of the rooms you assumed was the guys’ and invited everyone in. 

“Bro you made some real bills, “ Jake said while cracking his neck and sitting on one of the chairs beside the bed. Laughing off the comment, everyone settled down one after another, you and K on one corner of the bed, Yunjin beside Jake on one of the bean bags, Jay leaning against the headboard, and Sunghoon and Euijoo spread in the middle of the bed. “So, how has everyone been?“ Yunjin asked as soon as she saw the chance to spark a conversation. “Jay got a girlfriend“ Jake pointed at him and gave a sly look. “She must be blind“ Sunghoon nonchalantly commented and earned himself a spank on the ass from the said guy. “I don’t know man, it’s been a complicated couple of years since high school,” Euijoo said mid-convo, and everybody agreed. 

Jay shared tales about how his father was mad when he got to know that Jay wanted to start a business of his own without taking over his father’s legacy and how he had to get himself admitted into Yale for proving himself worthy of investment from his father.“But everything turned out okay I guess“ he concluded his story with a satisfactory smile. Throughout Jay’s words, you kept glancing over at the guy who was laying like a foot away from you, nibbling on his lips and brushing his hands through his hair every minute or so, it was a habit of his since high school and it was damn attractive, he changed but he was still him. “Dude you earn like 100k a month that’s more than okay, “ Jake said as he chewed on the chewing gum he acquired from god knows where.

 “Yeah, whatever, you’re just jealous. Anyways moving on, how’ve you been Y/n? It’s been ages since we last met and let me tell you how hard I tried to contact you back in 2018″ you had an embarrassing smile on your lips and looked at everyone apologetically before starting your tale. “Well as soon as we graduated high school, I shifted to California for Stanford so I lost contact with almost everyone except Koga, he came to visit me once back in 2017, and since then...“ you continued to tell stories about your college life and career planning. You failed to notice the pair of eyes which were struggling to tear themselves away from you, the way you used hand gestures and tucked your hair behind your ear every minute or two, habits never die I guess. Sunghoon thought to himself and smiled at your newfound confidence, the better and bubbly person you had become. You felt a stare and glanced over at Sunghoon who was staring at you with his pendant pressed between his lips. And without noticing, you stopped speaking, holding eye contact between you two until it got interrupted by K. 

“Both of you will get time to talk about everything later so stop making things awkward” Everybody was staring at you until you earned yourself a smack from K that pushed you right off the bed, you pinched his back as hard as you could. “Oh my god you’ll never change,” yunjin said and blew a raspberry. “that’s all about your career, tell us about your dating life~” you were now sitting on the floor with a pillow on your lap when jake wiggled his brows at you and immediately everyone was attentive as fuck. “literally dead, my dating life is non-existent because of my job“ Everybody groaned, except one who got a bright smile splattered from ear to ear when he heard that. “You’re telling me you’re ignoring Cali boys when you are like- hot and all because of a job that earns you like a few thousand a month?" 

Euijoo said and gave a bizarre expression like he was disappointed. yunjin busted a lung at that sentence, “Euijoo you are so wrong about the last part of that sentence, just ask her about her bank balance once please” you groaned because that was something you never talked to anyone about as it was embarrassing to say in front of people you’ve met after half a decade. “Why why why how much do you earn?” jake asked with a curious tone and leaned toward you. “It’s pretty decent I guess” you tried sliding it under the rug but everyone, especially your ex was glaring at you, seeking the answer to the question how much could it be? 30k? 40k? How much can event planning earn you?“Oh my god, y’all are so- okay it’s like I don’t know a million and a half a year?” And it was suddenly a frenzy, people were throwing pillows at you and exclaiming. You just kept laughing and laughing because you didn’t know what to do.

“Can we please move on I feel embarrassed GOD“ you said and buried your face in your hands. “Guys stop laughing y’all are making her uncomfy“ you hear sunghoon’s voice clear and loud in the chaos which made everyone stop within moments. “Okay okay no more questions about income and shit" K said and gave you a reassuring look, Sunghoon was now no longer on the bed but sitting beside you. Your arms were brushing against each other’s and you felt like you were back in high school again, stealing glances, small and unnoticeable touches, and lots and lots of smiles. 

2 hours passed with everyone sharing stories about their lives and bizarre relationships. K and Euijoo were fast asleep on the couch, Jay was taking a call and Jake and Yunjin were listening to songs together. The only people idle were you and him. Sunghoon took this very chance and leaned down towards your ear, his breath was strawberry-ish and made you nervous. He was so so close to your neck and your heart went crazy, you didn’t know why 6 years later he still had that effect on you. 

“Wanna step outside for a few?” he asked, his voice making shivers travel down your spine and you nodded. He stood up swiftly and lent his hand, helping you up and stepping outside, whereas Jake and Yunjin on the other hand noted every little action of the both of you, their eyes were following you towards the door when Yunjin spoke quietly, “100 bucks say that they will break a bed within 48 hours” 

“Nah, 200 says they’ll fuck AND get back together in 48 hours” Jake said and smiled at the bet he knew he was gonna win for sure. 

Author's note: hi guys 😭😭 I know I said I would post but I didn't because I got caught up with exams,, they're over now so I hope I get time to post here. Anyways this is my first post so pls leave feedback if you can so I know if I'll write it further or not 😭

#enhypen fanfics #enhypen imagines #enhypen #enhypen x female reader #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon imagines #sunghoon x y/n #park sunghoon #heeseung imagines #sunghoon hard hours #enhypen hard hours #sunghoon #jake x reader #heeseung

[l-e-e-woso]

131 with niamth charles

Wasn't The Same - Niamh Charles

Italics = Spanish

Prompt 131 - “I’ll spend a thousand lifetimes coming back to you.” 

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You had grown up in Barcelona and the football culture was everywhere, I mean Camp Nou was a 15 minute walk from your home, nothing could get better than that…right?

That’s where you were wrong, it could get better. Unknown to you, your parents had signed you up to play in the Barcelona youth team and somehow you got in. 

It had become very clear very fast to the coaches that you had a lot of talent at the sweet age of 10. Which is when you became the Captain of the youth team until 2014 when you tore your ACL at the age of 15 which is devastating for an adult nevermind a young child. 

After a year of rehab you got back on the field but it wasn’t the same as before, it was like a switch had been flipped. You tried to not throw yourself into tackles, passes wouldn’t connect, giving the ball away at crucial moments in the game, distancing yourself from teammates, not going to team bonding at all and turning up late or not at all to training.

This caused the manager to give you the talk because he gave you a year after your rehab to get your act together but it did not work. He didn’t want to let you go because he knew what type of player you could be but he couldn’t take any more chances on you. So you got transferred to Liverpool in 2016 where you played until 2019 when Barca placed a bid on you which Liverpool could not say no to.

Playing for the Barca first team had always been your dream since you saw Messi when you were a little girl and Alexia when you were in your teens. It had been your ultimate goal to be able to play on the same team as La Reina Alexia Putellas.

Now Alexia was like your older sister and best friend, where you found one of them the other wasn’t far behind. This had caused the fans to start speculating things about the two of you, which you both quickly put to rest saying that the two of you were basically siblings.

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When you transferred to Liverpool at the age of 17 you were very nervous, you hadn’t been to another country ever so this was a very new experience for you but you knew you had to power through it if you ever wanted to get back to play for Barca.

Suddenly everything changed when you met Niamh Charles, even though you knew very little English the two of you instantly hit it off.

After just a few months at the club you and Niamh started dating, the whole team thought the two of you were adorable and constantly teased the both of you. Over the four years you were at Liverpool your and Niamh’s relationship only got stronger.

The two of you were starting to take the next step in your relationship aka moving in together, you got told that you were being transferred back to Barca and you just couldn’t say no which left Niamh heartbroken but ultimately she understood. You told her it was a four year contract and you would come back after the contract ended.

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When you got to Barca you were in awe of all the players, especially Alexia. I mean she was your idol and you were playing in the Barca first team with her. This caused a lot of your new teammates to tease both you and Alexia.

After about two and a half years you were starting to feel very depressed without Niamh beside you so you turned to Alexia for help because you simply did not know what to do.

One day you just turned up to Alexia’s apartment with tears streaming down your face which caused her to look at you in concern when she opened the door. “Y/n? What are you doing here? It’s 1am.” Alexia says while letting you into her apartment and sat down on her sofa while you cuddled into her side.

“I don’t know if I can do this without her…I cannot go another year without Niamh. We were talking on facetime the other night. She was saying that she doesn’t know if our relationship is going to last much longer if we continue to be separated.” You say as tears stream down your face and you grip onto Alexia’s shirt tightly as she rubs your back trying to sooth you.

“Look I’ll talk to Jona, he will most likely want you to stay till the end of this year and then he could look into transferring or loaning you to the WSL. I’m not promising anything but I will try my best to help you.” Alexia pulls you into her tightening her arms around you and presses a kiss to the top of your head. 

“Thank you Ale…” You mutter as you drift off into a deep sleep on Alexia’s shoulder.

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Whatever Alexia did, it worked. You were transferring to Chelsea, you couldn’t thank Alexia enough, you told her that if she ever came to London she could stay with you to which she obviously said yes.

At this precise moment you were walking to your first training session with Chelsea. You already knew literally already knew all of the girls thanks to your daily facetimes with Niamh.

Niamh was currently facing away from you talking to Guro, Erin and Sam when they spotted you but you put your finger to your lips because you wanted to surprise Niamh.

You crept up behind Niamh and wrapped your arms around her waist then whispered in her ear. “I told you I’ll spend a thousand lifetimes coming back to you.” This caused Niamh to gasp before turning around and kissing you passionately as a few tears travelled down her face. 

“You asshole! You didn’t tell meeeee!” Niamh pouted at you which made your heart beat like a thousand times faster than it already was. “But…I love you.” Niamh whispers as she pecks your lips as her arm around your neck so you couldn’t move anywhere. 

“I love you with my whole heart Niamh Charles…”You whisper back to her with your thick Spanish accent and a huge grin.

The two of you pull away from your hug to see most of your new Chelsea teammates looking at the both of you with small smiles.

“I’m glad you're finally here! You have no idea how much she talks about you, she never shuts up!” Sam says as she points at Niamh as most of the team laugh at Niamh’s embarrassment which causes you to chuckle.

“Aw you talked about me!” You say in a teasing tone so Niamh playfully pushes you and glares at you. “Shut up…” Niamh blushes but you knew she would get her payback once the two of you got home later that night.

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Jonathan Bailey's interview with Gay Times (2023)

From his work in regency-era dramedy Bridgerton to groundbreaking period piece Fellow Travelers, as well as an upcoming role in the movie adaptation of classic musical Wicked, Jonathan Bailey is blazing a trail as one of the world’s most prominent out gay actors – and activists. This year’s GAY TIMES Honours sees the star succeed 2022’s recipient of the Changemaker Award, Tom Daley, as a result of his new partnership with the official LGBTQIA+ young people’s charity Just Like Us, a collaboration he describes as “critical and crucial”: “LGBTQIA+ issues don’t speak for themselves, and you need people to step forward. It’s important for me to be able to do that.”

Three days after his infectious, frenetic energy made its mark on the GAY TIMES set, a freshly bronzed Bailey is preparing for yet another shoot in Marrakech, Morocco. Speaking from Zoom, he laughs (slash glows): “I’ve been sent out early just to get a tan.” After reminiscing on his “spiritual” on-set discourse about zodiac signs with our fashion and creative director, the aforementioned frenetic energy is back on display as he immediately dives into his Just Like Us partnership. “I’ve worked with Albert Kennedy Trust before, and there’s so many different charities that I look forward to working with,” he says. “Just Like Us really hit something that I felt was important. One thing is, how can people describe what they’re feeling and experiencing if they don’t have the vocabulary and tools to do so?”

Since Just Like Us was founded in 2016, the charity has collaborated with primary schools, secondary schools and colleges across the UK to improve the lives of queer youth. Their annual, UK-wide celebration of LGBTQIA+ awareness, School Diversity Week, sees thousands of schools take part with student talks and assemblies led by their Ambassador Programme, which trains LGBTQIA+ people aged 18-25 to speak about allyship and their own personal experiences with sexuality and/or gender identity. Bailey tells us that the partnership comes after an “extraordinary shift of years of opportunities and possibilities” via his various projects, from Netflix’s smasher Bridgerton to Showtime’s new LGBTQIA+ series Fellow Travelers and his upcoming role as Fiyero in Wicked, which will also star Cynthia Erivo and Ariana Grande. “I now have a platform by which I can help guide people towards different narratives and causes.”

Laura Mackay, CEO of Just Like Us, praises the star’s activism in the following statement to GAY TIMES: “It speaks volumes about the calibre of our programmes that Jonathan Bailey has decided to join us as a patron. When we met with him to discuss the vital work we do, Jonathan spoke with vigour and sincerity of his unwavering commitment to improving the lives of LGBTQIA+ young people. I am so impressed with our Just Like Us team for creating this partnership and engaging such a wonderful role model. Jonathan oozes panache and gravitas, Just Like Us.”

First visiting the charity at their headquarters in July, Bailey was “blown away” by the team and their ambassadors. Praising their “assuredness, confidence and eloquence” in what they aim to achieve in schools, Bailey admits that he would “never have been able to speak” on LGBTQIA+ issues like that at their age. “There’s so much for me to learn,” he shares. “There’s just something that happens when people speak authentically about their identity in a way that is generous, because they want to connect and tell their story. I was there with my jaw slightly on the floor. I thought, ‘If I had met either of these two people when I was younger, I would’ve been so starstruck’ because they had such ownership of who they are. They had such charisma without shying away from the unsurprising vulnerabilities and obstacles they’ve had to overcome.”

Describing Just Like Us as a “supernova ball of energy” due to their united front in transforming the way in which schools across the UK discuss LGBTQIA+ matters, Bailey lauds the diverse and “enriching” stories that have been told via their ambassadors. Over the past four years, GAY TIMES has partnered with the charity on numerous occasions, with their ambassadors sharing their unique upbringings and experiences with oppression, resistance and hope. A selection of stories featured this year include: ‘As a Brown, Asian, Muslim LGBTQIA+ person, Middlesex Pride felt like home’; ‘Films taught me that LGBTQIA+ and faith identities couldn’t co-exist – but that wasn’t true’; and ‘How Loveless by Alice Oseman helped me discover my aromanticism’.

“I was particularly struck by the fact that there seems to be a knock-on effect of how many people linked to the ambassadors and their friends then jump on board because they see how beneficial it can be,” explains Bailey. “Not just for the people in the schools who are receiving those speeches and interactive sessions, but also for the ambassadors themselves.” Just Like Us is notable for their Pride Groups programme, where they help secondary schools set up and run lunchtime clubs for LGBTQIA+ pupils and their allies to learn, make friends and have a place in school that is free from homophobia and transphobia. Additionally, Just Like Us launched their landmark Positive Futures report earlier this year. Surveying 3,695 people aged 18 to 25 from across the UK, including 1,736 LGBTQIA+ young adults, the report identifies a link between lack of LGBTQIA+ support in childhood and poorer outcomes for mental health, wellbeing and career prospects in adulthood.

“It’s interesting hearing about Positive Futures and the difference between queer youth either being surrounded or in a nourished environment where people freely talk about identity and labels, versus kids that don’t,” he says. “The opportunities it gives them in young adulthood, as well as the increase and decrease in anxiety and panic attacks and depression; purely on the basis of their identities being acknowledged at a younger age. It’s huge. The correlation between conversation and the vocabulary that comes with that leading to a happier life is just… It’s undeniable.”

Clear communication about LGBTQIA+ issues was scarce – rather, non-existent – when Bailey was at school. The partnership forced him to reflect on his “own upbringing, what has changed and, more crucially, what hasn’t changed. One of those things for me was about education, schools, and growing up and my own youth.” For a recent Fellow Travelers campaign, Bailey returned to his home village in Brightwell-cum-Sotwell, a place where anyone who was “other” was “deemed not acceptable”. “That’s how I felt growing up, purely on the basis that I wasn’t aware of any gay people around me,” he says, criticising mainstream media’s archaic portrayal of LGBTQIA+ people at the time. “The media spun stories that were so negative towards the plight of the gay experience, so I didn’t really have access to anything that made me feel welcome or like I was going to be okay, and I was someone who was very aware of who I was. I talked about it from the age of eleven. I wonder what my life would’ve been like, had there been the vocabulary and ambassadors coming into my school. It would’ve definitely helped me feel more secure and to blossom quicker. For me, that sort of confidence in myself has come later on in life because of not having that.”

Immediately after Bailey completed his A-Levels in 2006 – the day of, actually – he moved to London to replace Andrew Garfield in a stage adaptation of the cult queer rom-com Beautiful Thing. As an 18-year-old from a rural village, the multicultural hub of London allowed him to “accrue information and experiences” that weren’t previously accessible to him. “It was meeting amazing people. I wasn’t anywhere near the point where I was going to come out to people I didn’t know, but I already had conversations with my friends,” he remembers. “So, moving to London was sort of a patient and nerdy acquisition of facts and experiences, which emboldened me to the point where I could finally talk to my family [about my sexuality], particularly my parents.” Assimilating to the inclusiveness of London made Bailey project his own growth onto his school, assuming that it would have been transformed into a “multicultural hub with clear access to education or information to anyone who wasn’t a white straight kid”. However, as he discovered: “It wasn’t, actually. What was true is that the same tree of Christianity and faith, with the same laminate piece of paper from when I was there, is still on the wall. Of course, I’ve got no judgement on any of that, other than it’s a reminder of the work that needs to be done for those who are trying to survive. How do you inspire people to understand things outside of their own experience, if they don’t need to or it doesn’t suit them or challenge them?”

Fellow Travelers ties in with his Just Like Us partnership, he says, as it has allowed Bailey to look at the “underside of the queer experience”. Airing on Paramount Plus in the UK, the series is based on Thomas Mallon’s acclaimed novel of the same name and follows the toxic romance between Bailey’s character Tim Laughlin and Matt Bomer’s Hawkins Fuller in the shadow of McCarthy-era Washington. Created by Oscar nominee Ron Nyswaner, Fellow Travelers chronicles their romance over the course of four decades whilst exploring the Vietnam War protests of the 1960s, the “drug-fueled disco hedonism” of the 1970s and the AIDS crisis of the 1980s. His first major LGBTQIA+ project, Bailey says “you can’t get more queer than Fellow Travelers” and adds that “it’s the gayest show I could find.”

Quite correct; the first episode introduces the sub-dom dynamic between Tim and Hawk with a now-infamous foot-fetish sequence which, unsurprisingly, spawned a plethora of horny headlines (yes, we’re guilty of this) and went viral on social media. The remainder of the season continues to depict gay sex with authenticity which is, sadly, still a surprise in 2023. When we spoke with Nyswaner, he told GAY TIMES that it was important for him to “embrace” sex in the show as a result of his own personal experiences. “When I came out in the 1970s, those were the celebratory days of the gay experience. It was pre-AIDS and we were released. Sex is the way that we expressed our community,” he explained. “That connection that I got to have with other gay men, whether it was one night or a little bit longer, was very powerful to me and gave me joy.”

Bailey says Fellow Travelers came “at the right time”. “Someone asked me after Bridgerton, ‘What do you want to do next?’ and that is an amazing position to be in, having worked for so long to suddenly have real choice in what you do. I knew that I wanted to do a sweeping gay love story because I hadn’t seen it, especially one that’s detailed over eight hours.” While Bailey admits he doesn’t respond to fans on Instagram – with over three million followers, we’ll let him off – he’s read “extraordinary” messages from people who have connected to Fellow Travelers’ story. “People have messaged saying, ‘I’m closeted but watching this is helping me in a way that you might not understand.’ Someone else said it made them come out, and these are people in their 40s and 50s. There’s these lost generations that Fellow Travelers is highlighting, people who are more scared than ever to feel invalidated if they were to finally come out and speak their truth. I’m mindful of the fact that there are people of every age who are striving to live authentically.”

With this in mind, Bailey continues: “It’s funny, people look at the 1950s setting for Fellow Travelers and say, ‘God, how awful must it have been back then?’ We’re incredibly privileged in the west. Fifties America is pretty much everywhere else in the world, and still can be. There’s so many places where people are experiencing that level of oppression and so I’m really proud of Ron’s work because it presents 40 years of an incredible celebration of progression.” In October, Bailey attended the Human Rights Campaign’s 2023 dinner, where he presented Bomer with the Impact Award, which recognises members of the LGBTQIA+ community who are dedicated to championing and advocating queer issues. Bailey’s Bridgerton co-star Golda Rosheuvel also introduced Shonda Rhimes, the recipient of the National Equality Award. His first political gala, Bailey describes the event – a room of over three thousands queer icons, allies and activists – as “enthralling, energised and inspiring” and was another pivotal moment of self-reflection for him. “I was like, ‘Blimey, if you think about the 12-year-old boy who knew something about himself, knew 100 per cent that he was not like other people, to then be in a room where he feels completely galvanised and inspired…’ That sort of joy, ferocity and forward-thinking is so intoxicating and important for people to feel because there’s also so much residue. The vitriol and hate is always bubbling under, so you need organisations like Just Like Us who are going to be going into schools to culture students at a young age and make them think outside of their own narratives they get given at home by their parents or films and stories that aren’t helpful. It’s a better landscape for us all, really.”

With the “cobwebs of old archaic belief systems about what a gay man can and can’t do as an actor,” Bailey is proud to be accepting the Changemaker Award, describing it as a “fully realised vocation to make change”. He’s humble, of course, as he takes the time to acknowledge the internal, grassroots operation at Just Like Us and their objective to revolutionise the experiences of LGBTQIA+ youth. “Once you’ve done the work as an actor in this way, all you have to do it turn up and be there,” he says. “The real work comes from the people who are working at Just Like Us, the charities and support groups who have to constantly chug away to get the funds and be noticed. There’s a glimmer in me that knows the work is done elsewhere. But my God, I’m thrilled that I can use my platform to raise the volume on so many other people’s brilliant policies.” Bailey credits his role as straight lead Anthony in Bridgerton with his power to incite change within the LGBTQIA+ community. "As one of the world’s most streamed and acclaimed dramas, Bridgerton’s impact is undeniable. You get a fanbase and it’s almost like a conga line, where you can then lead those people to other stories which feel really important to you. To be able to go from that to Fellow Travelers and Just Like Us is something I’ll be proud of for the rest of my life.”

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I'm sharing Jade's prom story from her Twitter thread. You can read it here and share it around. I'm putting it under a read more since it's quite long, but it's definitely worth reading every single word that she wrote. If you want to read more or get involved with LGBTQ+ rights, I have linked a few organisations that do great work in the Philippines.

LGBTQ+ Organisations in the Philippines

Bahaghari – national alliance of LGBT+ advocates, organisations, and formations. You can sign the petition for their anti discrimination bill SOGIE right here.

LoveYourself – an organisation that promotes HIV awareness, testing, and treatment. They also have resources available for those seeking help to transition.

UP Babaylan – The oldest LGBT+ student organisation in the Philippines.

LakanBini Advocates Pilipinas – A network of transgender organisations. They focus on health, psychosocial well-being, and human rights.

Rainbow Rights – A nonprofit NGO that focuses on legal literacy and empowerment with respect to SOGIE laws and policies.

Proud Campaign Philippines – Not only do they raise awareness of SOGIE, but they also help Filipinos in need with food, clothes, toiletries, and other necessities.

🩶 State Of The Dollification Address 🩶

I have 3 prom stories that I’ve experienced and here to tell all of y’all! I am now using my voice and platform to raise awareness, for humanity’s maturity and for the betterment of inclusive schools. ‼️

I want to say to ALL schools out there! No matter what Sexual Orientation, Gender Indentity & Expression. Students has the right to have equal knowledge and experience with schools and campus. As long as oppression and discrimination is still happening in today’s world, this is a sign that we are not yet treated as equal.

#PassSOGIEBillNow #TransYouthAreValid #TransWomenAreWomen #TransLivesMatter

#DollShenanigans #DollDomination #Dollification #SuSos #TeamM1ssJadeSo

My first ever Prom that I’ve attended way back Feb 13, 2016. I got invited by a guy from an all boys school. He sponsored everything from the gown, ticket and transportation. Everything went well, I attended their prom as the WOMAN THAT I AM. It was magical, fun and romantic. I greeted some people in the event, ate, had a romantic dance with the guy and also partied a little bit, we went home safe (take note: our driver is his Dad). So happy with this experience I got to live just by being me.

I met some Queer people and some of them are now Trans Women from that school, last year 2022. They told me that I was so iconic, that the administrators, teachers, pastors are triggered by my presence that night. They had to call every Queer people in their school just to have a prayer/mass session to pray the gay away. It was so sad, they couldn’t fight, they just told me that they love and look up to me for my bravery and courage from that night. I hope they are now healed from that trauma.

Going back to March 2016, for our Moving-Up Ball in my school. Everyone is excited as we are about to enter Senior High School (the first batch of SHS) and Junior High School is about to end. I’m very excited about it because it’s going to be our last Ball/Party of our whole batch. I am thinking to myself that this is going to be my coming out moment as a Trans Woman. I immediately thought of wearing a dress and wearing a wig because my hair is too short for the vision of my full bloom woman.

Days before the Ball, I asked my adviser politely if I can go to the event wearing a dress as the woman that I am. She said “No, naiintindihan naman namin ang gusto mo, “Girl” na nga ang tawag ko sayo (as tinatawag niya kong “bakla” before) pero sa college mo na yan gawin, masyado ka pang bata. Malay mo mag-iba pa panananaw mo at maging lalake ka talaga (she laughed)”. I cried it out going home that day. Translation: “No, we understand what you want, I’m already calling you “Girl” (as she calls me “Gay” before). Do it in college instead, you are too young. Maybe you might change your perspective and become a man one day (she laughed).

The day of the event started… I did my friend’s makeup, as I am a makeup artist before. I started doing their makeup during lunch time and ended really well. My sister and mom helped by putting their dresses and curling their hair. 5 girl friends of mine are very happy with the results. I have a lot of memories with them I cherish and miss them now. Hi Aira, Ela, Elriva, Kirstine & Lubna.

I was so tired and had to glam myself up too. I wore a 30 inch black silky straight wig, white cocktail dress from my sister and black thigh high boots.

We went to the moving-up ball with my friend’s driver. My mom joined us because she wanted to explain something. As we got into the event, they immediately stopped me from entering. A teacher told me that I cannot enter, and they let me talk to my adviser and some of my teachers, they said “Jade, sinabihan ka na namin… You can’t wear this here. Magpalit ka ng suit na panglalake, para papasukin ka pa namin, maaga pa naman may time ka pa magpalit, Go na.” Translation: “Jade, we told you about this… You can’t wear this here. Change it to a Men’s suit, so that we can let you enter, it’s still early, you have time to change, Go for it.”

I told them I wanna talk to the principal. They let me talk with the principal and I explained the definition of Transgender and explaining that I am a Trans Woman. She refused, my mom talked to the principal and explained that I am a Trans Woman and I wanted to make this last moment of my JHS as the woman that I am. My mom said “Payagan niyo po sana yung anak ko na makapasok, kasi po babae po siya and yan po ang gusto niyang damit. Pangarap niya po yan”. Translation: “I hope you allow my daughter to get in, She is a woman and that’s how she wanted to dress up. That’s her dream.”

They still said no and change my outfit to a suit or anything na “panglalake” or “Men’s wear”. I lost hope at that moment, I saw my mom crying because how heart broken she is. I immediately cried too and said “Mama, umuwi kana ako na lang mag stay dito and ilalaban ko to. Ayoko na makita ka umiiyak”. Translation: “Mom, Please go home, I’m going to stay here and I will fight for this.”

She invited me to go home too but I said I needed to stay, this is something I think that is right. She went home and I started bursting out of tears, I was sobbing and fully destroyed. As a protest, I’m going to stay here until they let me in. There were feedbacks that they can hear me sobbing inside the event. My classmates comforted me, they took turns to accompany me outside. As the event is going through my classmates are slowly getting inside, they brought me food, talk to me nicely, my whole class went to me outside and took a class picture. Teachers that are close to my heart went outside to accompany too. And there’s this one teacher stayed with me the whole night outside and she said; “Malayo pa tayo sa pinapaglaban natin, pero gusto kong malaman mo na tama ka Jade, tama ang pinaglalaban mo, ikaw yan eh. Balang araw matatanggap ng lipunan natin ang isang katulad mo. Salamat sa pag-laban kung sino ka.” Translation: “We are far from what we are fighting for, but I want you to know that you are in the right track, that’s the real you! The time will come that our society will accept the people like you, thank you for fighting for being who you are”.

She said so many inspiring words that uplifted me. Take note: she’s an Araling Panlipunan teacher. Hi M1ss Meann Salimbangon, you deserve the love from this world. I love you so much, I will never forget you! You’re a treasure for me. She told me she won’t leave me outside until I get home safe. My friend’s driver offered a ride to get me home safe. I went home when that after party started. I was so tired and cried myself to sleep.

April 2016, our Moving-up Ceremony. Advisers are announcing that “No “proper” haircut for boys are not allowed get the diploma on stage. But instead, they will give the diploma a week after (together with our report card). I informed my adviser that I can’t cut my hair because I identify as a Trans Woman and I would like to get my diploma as how my hair is growing now. She refused, so i decided to not to go through. I did the Moving-up ceremony rehearsal for nothing. I informed my Mom that I can’t go to the stage because of my haircut. She was sad that she won’t see me receiving my diploma. I attend our moving-up ceremony with the parents of my friends, I was sitting in the parents section wearing a BLONDE FUCCING HAIR, full leather look with my y2k hidden wedge sneakers lol.

My head was heated seeing these boys in our school DIDN’T GOT THE PROPER HAIRCUT and got their diploma on stage. I immediately thought that the advise and requirement is just targeted for me or for the Queer people in my school ONLY. They were just oppressing us.

When it’s my time to get the diploma they called my name on stage flashed my photo to the screen. I stood up with my head up high, from the parent’s section. Everyone was looking at me, my friend cheered and screamed for me, the parents were clapping. It was a fuccing moment (just like a Pose episode) 🤣

Finally the nightmare era from that school was over, there is much more stories to tell. But it’s to long to share, so many bullying and oppressing issues that I experienced. I know it’s a Catholic school, but is it a requirement for Catholics to hate and oppress Trans Individuals like me? And the LGBTQIA+ community, if there are more issues (I knew it’s not just me 😌).

Moving forward, I searched for the right school to enroll for my Senior High School and that is iAcademy! I really really love this school so much, they accepted, acknowledged, and loved me. This is the first time I felt seen, heard & valued by a school. They let me wear what I want, let me my hair grew, it is so long that it touches my butt. I was openly proud Trans Individual, I even got a romantic relationship with a classmate (part of my growing process).

Fast forward for our Grad Ball and Graduation Ceremony. The MOMENT I’ve been waiting my whole life was to attend our Graduation Ball. I wore the MOST HUGE ROYAL BLUE CINDERELLA-LIKE BALL GOWN WITH FEATHERS AROUND, LEAVING SOME FEATHER TRACKS WHEREVER I GO, WITH A FUCCING CROWN, because I already knew I am a fuccing QUEEN. I won best dressed of the night from the female category. They gave me a 10-min moment to share my JHS Prom experience and I am thankful for this inclusive school and being an LGBTQIA+ ally. I was so happy I could die. This moment will last forever and to the herstory of iAcademy.

For our Graduation ceremony I wore the highest heels that I owned and a red cunty dress to my Graduation. I got my diploma on stage, strutting myself like the sexiest, cuntiest & baddest student on Earth.

#m1ss jade so #drag race philippines #transgender #transrightsarehumanrights #transwomenarewomen #passsogiebillnow #transyoutharevalid #translivesmatter #the philippines #lgbtq community #lgbtq+ #lgbtqia #human rights

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met ball 2016

#met gala #kylie jenner #king kylie #keeping up with the kardashians #kim kardashian #tumblr girls #2016 tumblr #2016 aesthetic

[invisibleicewands]

We met Michael Sheen back in 2016 when we were asked to take part in a feature on The One Show about the power of online campaigning. He was so lovely, and donated an auction prize (a signed Soccer Aid shirt) for our last ball in 2017. Unprompted after seeing us share a post on Twitter, he donated £100 to our fundraising efforts for the London Marathon in 2018, all for MPS Society UK, here for those with rare diseases, and now, 5, years later, he is still supporting us and donating an auction prize for our ball in October too 💙. Thank you so much Michael, we really appreciate it! (X)

#Michael Sheen #charity

[outsideratheart]

Champions League (Ellie Carpenter x reader)

A/N: here is a random Ellie fic which came out of nowhere. Also, I am extremely tired so I apologise for the lack of errors, i have proof read it but only once. I also want to apologise for the lack of creativity in the fic name, let me know if you have any ideas for a better name and I will change it.

It has been two years since the loss to Lyon in the Champions League final and you wanted your revenge. When you watched the semi final match between the two French teams you were hoping that the 7 time champions would win and when they did it meant that you had the opportunity to rewrite history. As soon as the final whistle blows you send your girlfriend a text that simply read See you in Turin.

You met Ellie when she debuted with the Australian senior team in 2016 and although you would never admit it, especially to her, you fell for her that first day. It only took a few weeks for you to ask her out on a date and on your second date you asked her to be your girlfriend. It may have been too soon but you didn’t care, things with Ellie felt right and you didn’t want to spend one more day without being able to call her yours.

It had been 39 days since you said you goodbyes in Australia after a few international friendlies but with your busy schedules it felt much longer. In the tunnel you are the last person in the Barcelona line up , your eyes finding the number 12 straight away. You much prefer to look her in the eyes but the view from the behind satisfies you almost as much.

For the first time in your career you are being marked by your girlfriend, something you knew would happen but it did make your job a lot harder. When Lyon score in the 6th minute you are furious. The next big play happens in the 14th minute, you are running down the left hand side, Ellie is by your side trying to get the ball off you but you wouldn’t give up without a fight. The two of you are shoulder to shoulder, fighting for control when you come out victorious. You send a ball into the box and Jenni gets her head onto it, sending the ball in the back of the net. The game is tied.

You celebrate with your team and make your way back to your own half ready for the game to reset. It is when you get back to your position that you realise something is wrong, Ellie is still down after your battle. Any other player and you would be questioning the seriousness of their injury, wondering whether or not this is part of their strategy but not with Ellie, she never stays down unless it is serious.

You watch from a distance knowing that you cannot go to her without raising questions, she is too far away and she has a few of her team mates around her but this does nothing to lessen your concern.

As you watch her stand to her feet you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in. 

A few minutes later, Wendie sends the ball out wide for Ellie, knowing that you are faster you make to run aiming to intercept the ball. Ellie tries to make her run too but she doesn’t get the opportunity, you watch as her knee completely gives way, your girlfriend falling to floor in result.

The ball in still in play but you don’t care. You run as fast as you can to be by Ellie’s side.

“Els” you say as you crouch down in front of her.

“Y/N” she replies. 

Looking into her eyes you get all the information you need. This is bad, really bad.

“Wendie” you shout getting the defender’s attention “Get your medic!”

You know that cameras are on you and whilst your relationship wasn’t a secret, the two of your never officially confirmed it, meaning that the majority of the world and even some your team mates didn’t know that you were dating. Keeping this in mind you think carefully with how you act with Ellie. 

When the medic comes you are hesitant to leave her but you aren’t given a choice as the Lyon staff push you out of their way so that they can work on their player.

“No, don’t leave” Ellie begs.

“Don’t worry, I’ll stay close” you say as you stand by some of her team mates watching the medics access her injury.

The ref takes this opportunity to call for a drinks break, leaving just and you the Lyon captain on the pitch.

Wendie takes a drink out of the medical bag and hands it to you.

“I know I will be wasting my breath if I tell you to get get a drink, take this”

 The veteran defender knew about your relationship so when the ref comes over to ask you to walk away she tells them that it is ok.

Your inner panic only intensifies when you watch the medics call for the stretcher. Realising that they had completed their evaluation, you retake your position by Ellie’s side.

“It’s fucking torn” Ellie tells you, her voice a mixture of pain and frustration.

You want to tell her your sorry, you know that it is partially your fault. The beginning on the injury clearly happen after you altercation only a few minutes earlier.

“You’ll be ok Ellie” that is all you can say before you are once again pushed aside.

You watch as she is put on the stretcher, her eyes remain on you as she is carried toward the tunnel. You follow behind her, stopping where your Barcelona team mates are getting instructions from Jonatan.

“Here” Alexia says passing you an electrolyte drink “You ok?” She asks quietly so only you can hear her, you simply nod in response.

The game continues and for the rest of the first half you are off and the team know it but you still do your job, playing balls into the box yet none of them result in anything. You head is all over the place and you are struggling to focus on the game knowing that your girlfriend is hurt. You send a pass to Mariona but it is intercepted by Horan, your error resulting in Ada scoring.

The half time whistle is blowed and both teams go to their locker rooms.

When you get to your locker you go straight for your phone seeing if there are any texts from Ellie. This is something that you always did, seeing as though you played in different countries. If either of you got injured during a game you would always text the other to let them know your ok.

You know that you should be listening to what your coach is telling the team but you can’t, the only thing you can focus on is Ellie.

“Y/N” your heads shoots up upon hearing your name.

“I know that number 12 made things harder for you before she went off but I need you at your best in the second half, no more amateur mistakes” Jonatan tells you, basically blaming you for the goal in front of the entire team.

The team take a few moments to regroup, some players talking to each other, some giving themselves a mental pep talk. 

You are hunched over, resting your elbows on your knees when you feel someone rest their hands on your shoulders.

“It wasn’t your fault” Jenni tells you as she softly massages your shoulders trying to calm you down.

Over the years you have become quite close with the forward, both on the pitch and off. She found out about your relationship with Ellie when she, Alexia, Lola, Carmen and Virginia spent the summer in Australia so she knew that your focus would be on your girlfriend.

“Yes, it is” you reply shortly.

Alexia joins Jenni in front of you.

“Go see her” your captain tells you as if it is that easy.

You think about it for a second, could it be that easy. Sure some of the team will be confused but a few of them will know your intentions. There is only one way to find out. You stand from your locker and go to leave.

“Where are you going? We need to come up with a game plan” Patri asks confused by your actions.

“I am going to see my girlfriend. Then I will come back and tell you how we are going to win” you say as you leave.

“Girlfriend?” Multiple players say in unison.

“Number 12, Ellie Carpenter, the player who got taken off on a stretcher” Jenni tells the them whilst also trying to explain your behaviour.

You meanwhile knock of the locker room of the French team slightly nervous of the reaction of whoever opens the door.

“This isn’t your locker room” Danielle says, her tone pissing you off.

“Can you get…” You begin to say, you voice carrying though from the hallway to the locker room gaining the attention of some of the other players.

“Let her in” Ada tells the Dutch woman.

“Why?” Daan asks. Never in her years of playing has a player entered the oppositions lock room at half time.

“She can come in” Sonia Bompastor says.

Upon hearing her coaches voice, Daan moves aside allowing you entry.

“She’s in there” Sonia points to the treatment room in the far corner.

You can feel everyone’s eyes on you as you walk through the locker room, clearly some are confused by you being there, others know exactly what you are doing.

You knock on the door not wanting to interrupt. A member of the Lyon medical team opens it, letting you in before leaving you to be alone with your girlfriend. When you enter you see her laid on the treatment table her knee elevated with a ice pack on it.

“Lyns I said I needed a few moments alone” Ellie says not bothering to open her to eyes so that she can see you are not her team mate.

“I just walked through the lion’s den to see you but I guess I can leave” you say trying to lighten the mood.

Her eyes open as she hears your voice. Her stoic expression softening when you realises that it is you.

“I needed to know you’re ok” you say.

Ellie taps the space next to her and you sit down, dangling you leg of the edge.

“You shouldn’t be here. You should be with your team. I bet Alexia is furious that you’re here” Ellie says still not believing that you are there.

“It was her idea. You see she knows that I am head over heels in love with a certain Australian and knows that in order to have me at my best I needed to see you. I don’t know if you saw any of the game after you left but I was all over the place” you tell her.

“It’s my ACL” she tells you “I will need surgery” 

You watch her expression change, her facial features softening, tears brimming her eyes.

“I will be by your side” you rest a hand on her hip “every step of the way” 

You don’t know what to say, you know that no words will comfort her in this moment. You try something else, you lean down to kiss her, she meets you half way. The two of you stay in the kiss for a few seconds, there is no movement, the connection between the two of you is enough to bring peace to one other.

Christiane enters making the two of your separate “It’s time for you to go Y/N” she says softly as she watches the moment between the two of you.

You give Ellie one more quick kiss before getting up to leave.

“Y/N” Ellie says, you turn to face her “I will be ok, you don’t have to worry about me. You go back out there and give it your all. I know you play for our opponent but you owe it to your team and your fans to put on your best performance. I know what you are capable of, my team also knows it. You go out there and give us hell” 

Ellie’s words speak volumes, instilling all the confidence that you need.

When you get back to your locker room the team can tell that things are different. You are focused and your determination is contagious.

You walk about out onto the field, stopping at Sonia before you take your position.

“Thank you” you tell her.

“No need to thank me. When we beat you I want it to be when you are playing at your best, it will make the win even more satisfying” the Lyon coach says confidently.

“Not a fucking chance” you say mirroring her confidence.

The whistle blows signalling the start of the second half and you are off like a bat out of hell. Kadeisha Buchanan is an excellent player but there is a reason by Lyon started Ellie instead of her, you could run circles around the Canadian defender and you do just that every time you have the ball.

Around the 60th minute mark the referee is talking to Ada and Mapi, giving them both a warning. During this exchange Jonatan makes a sub, you look to the sideline hoping that your number doesn’t come up, thankfully it doesn’t but something else catches you eye or more like someone. Ellie is on the Lyon bench, her leg is bandaged, she is wearing a knee brace and you can see a pair a crutches beside her. This brings back the concern you felt at half time and for the next ten minutes you struggle to focus again. When the ref whistles for a drinks break you take this opportunity to reset, get your head back in the game but your concentration soon shifts to the Lyon bench, in particular to the the blonde that stole your heart all those years ago.

Your physio hands you a note and you know straight away who it is from. Opening it you read

I am ok but you’re not. Please don’t worry about me. Go back out there and score me a goal.

Looking up from the note you find Ellie already looking at you. Her eyes pleading for you not to worry. One last look at the note and you nod your head, you were going to score and despite the circumstances you were scoring for her. You quickly tuck the note into your shin pan sleeve making sure it is secure before going back onto the pitch.

There are 20 minutes left in the game, that is more than enough time to do what your girlfriend asked.

Even with you giving it everything you have, Lyon prove why they are considered one of the best clubs in the world but it is in the 86th minute when you show them why Barcelona should never be counted out.

Lyon have a corner but they send the ball straight into Sandra’s hands. She sees you making a run and sends it out to you. You are quicker than the French team’s defenders and you soon find yourself alone in the French half, you can hear players behind you but they don’t matter, the only player you are focused on is Christiane Endler. 

It is rare that you miss 1v1 with the goalkeeper and today is no different. Endler is favouriting the left side of the goal because she knows you are left footed but your right foot isn’t to be disregarded and you proof this when you cut the ball onto your right side, taking a shot and putting in the bottom right corner. 

You run to the corner flag sliding on your knees in front of the Barcelona fans. Soon you are buried under your team mates. Every one of them giving you praise.

The final whistle blows and you fall to your knees, fists to the sky as you scream in victory. You did it, the team did it, you all got your revenge for the 4-1 loss you endured in 2019.

It takes a few minutes for it to sink it, you had won. You are celebrating with you team when you see Ellie consoling hers.

After the ceremony you feel it’s the right time to approach Ellie. You didn’t want to intrude when you saw her with her team mates earlier on but now you wanted to see her.

You don’t go straight to her though, you stop at some of her team mates who you now considered friends.

“Keep your head up, you’ll be back here. We both will. This the the start of what I hope is a very long rivalry” you tell Ada as you hug her, kissing her temple as you do.

You stop at Wendie who it sat in the floor head hanging between her legs. You whisper words of reassurance in her ear.

Then you get to the person you wanted to see most.

Ellie’s arms wrap around your neck tightly. You take her weight when you hear the crutches fall to the floor.

“I’m so sorry” you say, your sentence having multiple meanings which Ellie picks ups on straight away.

“I know what you are doing, don’t” she lifts her head from the crook of your neck, your faces now dangerously close “this” she looks down at her knee “isn’t your fault, it is nobody’s fault, things like this happen in football”

You listen to her words even though you disagree with them, your eyes remaining on her injured leg.

“Look at me” she demands but you can’t “Baby, please”

When you do look at her, it is just in time for her to see a tear fall down cheek.

“I am proud of you Y/N. Watching you play is one of favourite things even if it does mean watching you beat us”

A small laugh escapes your lips.

“There’s that smile I love” she tells you “I don’t want to see you tonight”

Her words cause every muscle in your body to tense up in fear.

“I want you to go out and celebrate with your team”

“But”

“No Y/N. You have worked so hard this season and even though I know it isn’t over I want you to celebrate, celebrate this win. You scored the winning goal in a champions league final and I know that you team will want to thank you for that”

You know that Ellie is right but it still doesn’t sit well with you.

“Please tell her” Ellie says to someone behind you.

You turn to find your captain. Ellie’s arms fall from around your neck, one now hung over your shoulders and you arms wraps around her waist to support her.

“Please, if anything Alexia will be on my side. We still have the Copa Del Reina, then we will celebrate after that, right?” 

Much to your surprise the Catalonian shakes her head in disagreement.

“Nope. I plan on celebrating this win. What we did tonight means a lot to the club and to the fans” Alexia says.

Knowing that you can’t change your girlfriends mind and that your captain is clearly set on celebrating the win, you admit defeat.

“Fine” you cave.

Alexia tells you that you are wanted for media and you tell her that you will join her in a couple of minutes. She walks away leaving the two of you alone.

“Can I kiss my champions league winning girlfriend?” Ellie asks you knowing that there are cameras everywhere.

Her question is unexpected but nonetheless you nod your head. The kiss is brief, she knows that is will be all over the internet within an hour.

When she pulls away you have a huge smile on your face. You bend down to pick up her crutches making sure that she doesn’t put weight on her leg. Lynsey joins you when she senses that you are about to leave. She promises to look after your girlfriend to which you thank her.

You begin to run off to where Alexia is waiting near some interviewers. 

“Y/N” You hear Ellie shout.

“When you’re done celebrating my loss come and find me”

“Text me the details and I’ll be there” you blow her a kiss before joining your captain.

Later that night, more like early the next morning, you find yourself wonder the halls of the Lyon hotel, you say each room number as you walk past it, counting up until your reach your girlfriend’s room. You knock considerately not wanting to wake her nor her room mate up if they are asleep.

You hear someone jumping around, a few seconds later a tired looking blonde opens the door. 

“I’m looking for my girlfriend, maybe you have seen her. She is Australian, has blonde hair and she has just lost the champions league. I am here to make her feel better” you tell her, you words slurring due to the alcohol you have consumed.

“You have clearly had a good time tonight, I like drunk Y/N” Ellie says ignoring your comment about her loss knowing that you mean no harm, you just didn’t have a filter when you were drunk.

“You don’t have your crutches. Do I have to carry you to the bed?” You ask, Ellie’s nods her head enthusiastically.

You pick Ellie up bridal style, focusing extra hard not to hurt her, that and to actually walk in a straight line. You place her gently on the bed. She watches as you look around her room.

“Lynsey has joined Cat and Daan for the night” Ellie answers your unasked question “She thought we might want to celebrate your win” 

You shake your head at her bashfullness. Her eyes never leaving you as you take your shirt off leaving you in only shorts and a sports bra.

“As much as I would like that, I just want to hold you tonight”

You take your place next to Ellie in bed. She lays her head on your chest, her hand resting on your exposed torso. You stroke her head gently, as you begin to unwind from a very eventful day.

“I’ve missed this” Ellie tells you.

“I’ve missed you” You say barely a whisper.

Only a few second later does Ellie feel your heartbeat even out and she knows you’re asleep.

The two of you wake up several of hours later. You leave to go back to your team and Ellie joins hers. Once again you were separated but you found solace in the fact that in just over a week the season would be over and you can once again be together, this time with no interruptions.

#woso one shot #woso x reader #woso imagine #Ellie carpenter x reader #Ellie carpenter imagine #Ellie carpenter one shot

[imagine--if]

omg yes can you PLEASE do relationship hcs with dano's pierre bezukhov 🥺🥺

A/N: I absolutely can!! I'll probably end up doing relationship hcs with all Dano characters in between requests 🥰 enjoy!

Pairing: Dano!Pierre Bezukhov x reader (War & Peace 2016)

Warnings: Suggestive stuff and fluff 🙃

Dating Pierre Bezukhov Would Include:

• I seriously don't know where to start 😂

• Okay, so you met Pierre at a ball or formal gathering, where he caught your attention by spilling half his drink on a lady.. cus he's a klutz

• He's looking around all apologetically until his eyes meet yours, and he's just 😳😍

• The people around you think he's wild and disapprove pretty quickly, but you think it's cute, and decide to go over and talk to him

• Pierre's immediately shocked by the fact that someone as beautiful as you has willingly chosen to introduce themselves and be friendly, and when he can form a sentence he stutters over his words in his flustered state

• You get on amazingly, and when he goes out to drink himself into a state at a party... I mean, he goes, but he's distracted the whole time by thinking of you 🥰

• Good luck trying to get rid of him now, because whether you're going to some other ball or just around St Petersburg, the chances are that he'll want to come and enjoy your company, and it also makes him feel like he's protecting you by being around 😌

• He can't dance lmao, but for you, he'll try

• Because he's hella protective, and will gladly defend your honour if anyone tries something

• When he turns into a Count and gains the inheritance, Pierre's like, 'okay, I have money and power now, maybe I'm in a more worthy position to propose??'

• He just really wants the best for you and hates seeing you with other men, he gets so blushy and thoughtful and soft 🥺

• So he'll call for you at your house and muster up the courage to ask, and you say yes, which he reacts to by literally picking you up and spinning you around lol

• He's so happy and proud 😊

• Pierre's a complete simp, and he follows you around like a puppy a lot, you help him improve on his etiquette and stuff to make people more respectful and approving

• And now that he has inherited money, he constantly tries to spend it on you, because he loves seeing you happy and there's nothing else he'd rather spend it on

• You help him with his drinking, and yeah, he still drinks, but not as excessively anymore

• Pierre's biggest love languages are words and touch, but his words are practically rambles of undying love, which is so sweet, and touch...

• Yep. He's a big hugger.

• Any form of physical contact is heavenly to him, so cuddles in private and in bed, holding your hand or waist in public - because he's lovingly possessive - and kisses, he can't get enough 😍

• He's good with PDA - not excessively ofc, but enough to show people that you're his/he's yours, and also just to hold you because that's Pierre 😄

• Pierre's kisses are really passionate too, because he tries to show you how much he loves you through them... but that can get him 'excited' at the same time if you know what I mean 😉

• You'll often wake up to him staring in awe like how he did when you first met, because it's hard for him to believe that you're sleeping beside him and you love him too, no matter how unworthy he feels of it

• Pierre really trusts you and shows it by telling you things about him, problems, worries - you're basically each other's therapist 😂

• I'm gonna keep talking about hugs for a sec because he's amazing with them, he's really warm and gentle, so being embraced by Pierre makes you feel safe

• He's such a classic romantic, and tries so hard with every date and couple things you do

• In the mornings, you basically have to drag him out of bed, and even then he'll try to pull you back down under the covers with him and wrap his hands tightly around you to stop you from going anywhere

• "No, please, darling, not yet- five more minutes? Come, come here, angel-"

• Yes, he calls you pet names like angel and traditional darling and dear and all 🤎

• I feel like he's good around the house and also with the regular routines you do - he likes brushing your hair, and he's really gentle

• On the days that he's not feeling great about himself or the world, it's guaranteed that you'll make him feel better just by smiling and being there for him, he feels so lucky and absolutely adores you 🤗

• I kind of want to write an imagine based on all this now 😉

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