#hope i make if iwl

[pixiefms]

bro like 2 more months until the next guven chapter

#spare me God #hope i make if iwl #BUT ALSO HOW THE FUCK IS KIZU GOING TO TOP A WHOLE ASS PROPOSAL #PLEASE #given #given anime #given manga

[pertinax--loculos]

I thought of the ending of OOC and it's 😍😍😍.

It actually sets up a sequel which would be even more interesting but shhhhh it's a standalone I swear.

It means I can do what I originally wanted to do in the climax (aka the whole inspiration for the idea) and make the ending bittesweet. It's fucking perfect.

#pockets muses IWL #WIP: OOC #might as well make a tag for it #seeing as my brain WONT SHUT UP ABOUT IT #im using all my willpower to keep the focus on drafting FF atm #but i might give myself a treat and bang out the first couple scenes sometime this week #in the hopes these goddamned characters will LEAVE ME ALONE FOR A SECOND

[simpinberry]

Hii xx

could you do bella ramsey hcs where reader is jealous of bella because shes with other girls but then they end up together in the end 🫶

heyyyy, i’m backk. i tried to make this as healthy as possible while also adding a bit of spice to it. i hope i interpreted this correctly <3 should i also write jealous!bella hcs? hehe lmkk

established relationship, jealous!reader, kisses and cuddling

bella is fine as hell (we all agree, can i get an amen) so naturally lots of people want them. bella is very much in the public eye and has got promotional duties as an actor. she has to go to lots of events like fashion shows, premiers, award shows and interviews. they’re gonna meet lots of ppl and you’re usually extremely proud and happy for them! u pride yourself on not being the jealous type.

usually bella doesn’t text when she’s working/at events, mostly because she gets too overwhelmed and would rather be focused and present where they are. so you decided to go on twitter and check up on how it was going. unfortunately smth about a video of bella with a bunch of girls at a fashion show didn’t sit right with you. they were surrounding her and getting too close. bella didn’t do anything wrong and was being super polite as usual but the girls were all extremely pretty. they were all so elegant and looked so incredibly cool. it was both dumb and understandable at the same time. you trusted bella for gods sake. you shrugged the thought away and tried to go on about your day.

you ended up calling your best friend to rant about the whole situation because you couldn’t get it out of your head, “listen it’s not like i wanna go to these events and it’s fine that she talks to other girls i just ugh, i’m so jealous and i hate it”. your best friend told you exactly what you expected her to, “bitch just talk to them istg, you’re overthinking it too much”. ofc you spent another 30 mins ranting about it but you knew you were gonna do the healthy thing at the end of the day.

“honeeeyy i’m homeee” you hear bellas mocking american accent before you even see her. she finds you curled up on the couch binge watching willow. with a quick kiss to your forehead she heads upstairs to take a shower after such a long day. god, u have to talk to them about this.

by the time bella gets out of the shower you’re already settled into bed, comfy as hell tbh. crawling her way into bed, they lay next to you, facing you. “babe, you awake?” “MHMMM” you had to make your move now. “how was the fashion show today?” bella being the cutie she is, tells you everything. talks about her favorite looks, a fit she took a picture of because they thought it would look good on you and how she ran into her past costars. as much as you love hearing about her day you’re overthinking and trying to find the perfect moment to talk to her abt ur jealously and all the girls and how pretty they are and how you’re scared and worried and god so so jealous and how you feel- “can i confess smth?” bellas face drops and she’s full of concern. “DID U EAT MY LAST MUFFIN CUZ ISTG” oh, that’s what they’re worried about. “no, not this time….. i’m, i mean i was, kinda super jealous today. cuz like you were with all these pretty girls at the show and they were surrounding you and god- ik how fine you are and how lucky i am but i just felt,,,, like rlly jealous”

iwl bella was a bit shocked by your sudden outburst. you’re rarely ever jealous so this was a first, maybe a second. “mhmm i understand, i didn’t think you were the jealous type but i get it” she takes your face into her hands, you snuggle into her touch. “i know it’s hard dating someone in the public eye, i’ve actually embarrassingly asked pedro for advice on this before. thank you for telling me though, my love. a little bit of jealousy is normal. in myyyy expert opinion it means you need some reassurance and lottts, lottts and lottssss of kisses”

this idiot. they always know how to turn smth like this into a good thing. “yeah sure i mean those girls were nice and everything but at the end of the day i only want you and i’m just as lucky to have you darling” they bring you into a sudden kiss. melting into the kiss, you tangle your legs together to be as close as possible. It was a tense, reassuring and urgent. she poured a lot into that kiss and you gladly accepted it all.

i’d like to think she’d make an extra little effort in the future to make you feel more secure. whether that’s with physical affection, words, time or gifts. bella is yours and they wanna make sure you always remember that.

#bella ramsey #bella ramsey x reader #bella ramsey fluff #wlw #bella ramsey gf #bella ramsey head cannon #lesbian #lgbtq #nonbinary #bella ramsey x y/n #the last of us

[sunflowerharrington]

something where reader is Billy’s gf and they’re at a party and she gets hit on and he gets overprotective and it leads to angry sex

You’re My Favourite Kind Of Night

pairing - Billy Hargrove X Fem!Reader

summary - You, Y/N Wheeler, decided to throw a party for your birthday, and Billy’s not happy with how much you’re talking to your friend Steve Harrington, Nance’s boyfriend.

Thinking of writing a Part 2 for this if anyone wants it! ☺️

warnings - Overprotectiveness, 18+, Billy Hargrove, degradation, Billy flirts with Karen, slut shaming, public masturbation, sorry but Y/N is kind of a bitch in this, flashbacks to season one at the very end, 🤨📸, reader’s kind of a brat iwl.

notes - I hope you like this, Nonnie. Another request similar to this one was; Could do something where Billy is jealous of a boy Y/N is talking to so he reminds her who she belongs to? And can that boy be Steve. Okay so I kind of changed the ask slightly, but it’s still what you both asked for, Anons. Just a heads up, that’s all! Also the title comes from the song; Earned It, by The Weeknd (From Fifty Shades of Grey)

word count - 4K (caught in 4K, literally)

taglist - @quickiesgirl @sunnymunson @sympathyforher @langdon-cumslut @wzrlds @friendly-neighborhood-ghoul @taecube @in-love-with-will-byers dm comment or ask me to be added or taken off for future updates if you like <3

“So,” Steve started, taking his first draw of smoke. You never thought he would be a smoker. “Great party, huh? Not to mention interesting…”

“Yeah,” you said, sitting down next to him on the edge of the pool coping. “I’m all about crazy parties.”

“I bet. But shouldn’t the birthday girl be talking to everyone and not just me?”

He patted his legs, indicating to you to prop yours up over him. You do as you’re asked, now practically sitting in his lap.

“I can talk to whoever I want to whenever I want to.”

He began strumming his fingers across your bare thigh, inching closer and closer to the black leather skirt you were wearing, matching with your boyfriend’s jacket.

You rolled your eyes. “You’ll get me in trouble, Harrington.”

“You got me in trouble with Nance first,” he chuckled darkly. “That skirt you wore on your first day at Hawkins drove me wild, Y/N.”

“Touché.”

He used the silence to drill you with a querying look. “I like you, Wheeler, you know. I wanna know more about you.”

Sure, and you wanted to know how big his cock was and how many inches it could get down your throat before you’re gagging, with tears starting to fall from your eyes.

“There’s no reason that you can’t,” you said, grazing your bottom lip between your teeth.

His reply was to do nothing but stare intently back at you, his soft but intense gaze burning right through you. But you weren’t intimidated in the slightest, so you stared back, the only man that could make you bow down was nowhere to be seen so you decided to lay your cards out.

“I always thought you were hotter than every other boy in Hawkins.”

“Even Billy, your boyfriend?” Steve questioned, almost choking on the air he breathed in, looking away from you. Finally, you won.

“Billy hates labels. We’ve gone with fuck-buddies, but apparently he’s the only one allowed to see other people.”

You smiled innocently at him, just as you heard somebody else coming over. You would’ve preferred if Steve just gave in right away, but in the end you still won, then that way you could’ve talked to him properly before whoever the fuck this was decided to interrupted you.

It turned out to be Billy. Go figure.

At the sound of Billy coming over, Steve also pushed your legs off his, making it not as obvious that you two were practically eye fucking each other until the first one caved in. You bet Steve got off controlling when a girl came for him, just like Billy did, building the girl up and up, only to leave her hanging every single damn time. Just until she was completely ragged, desperate and submissive for him.

You didn’t think you’d mind a change of scenery, after having the beautiful Billy on top of you more than once every night for the last six months, and you were starting to get tired of the same old vanilla, missionary sex he had been giving you. God. Why were men so goddamn boring?!

“I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” Billy asked, glaring at you.

He takes a cigarette out of his box and places it between his lips, inhaling then dragging it out with a loud sigh. You didn’t realize your gaze had been pinned on his body, anywhere but his face while biting your lips until Billy gave you a look, pinning his eyes on you as he brought his lighter to the end of his cigarette.

“Not at all,” Steve said, scratching the back of his neck, looking away awkwardly. He put out his half smoked cigarette and turned to you. “Do you want to head back inside? It’s getting pretty cold out here.”

“Stay here. We need to talk,” Billy told you. He was now turned from Steve pretty dismissively.

“Steve’s right, it is pretty cold out here,” you replied, pouting your lower lip at him.

“Don’t strut around at a party without any underwear on then.”

Steve’s mouth ran drier than the Sahara Desert. “You’re not wearing any underwear?” He was already halfway to his feet, but as he realized you weren’t moving he sat back down again. “Bold as ever, Wheeler.”

There was a small giggle in your throat, half way out of your mouth, but Billy interrupted you. “She’s a riot, that’s for sure. I’m trying to talk to her though, so if you don’t mind… can you kindly fuck off?”

That was aggressively rude.

…and so damn hot.

Steve’s eyes narrowed on Billy’s. “I was talking to her first. I can’t imagine anything that urgent that I can’t keep talking to her.”

Oh, you loved this side of the both of them. You liked their arguing, the underlying tension. Sexual tension? You didn’t know. Also, it’s over you for now. And your legs weren’t clamped shut to keep your dignity, no, but to stop the throbbing pressure.

Billy scoffed, and you turned to him, surprised that he hadn’t already knocked Steve out. Though last time Steve won. So he may have not wanted to crush his ego and pride… again. “Sounded like a whole lot of silence ‘fore I came over here, Harrington.”

“Saying my surname isn’t intimidating, Billy.”

A smirk found its way onto your lips. Steve had no idea really what he was in for with Billy, so you helped him out. Running your foot up the front of Steve’s leg, you told Billy, “We were saying it all with our eyes.”

“Lust at first sight, hm?” Billy said, unfazed. “You two must be so attuned that now you can telepathically tell each other how much you want to fuck each other like Max’s friend, El, can.”

What the fuck was he doing? Whatever it was it was kind of hot.

Before an even more confused frown can cross your face, Steve jolted up. You were already quite taken aback, but more so when he stepped up to Billy. Billy for his part looked completely and utterly unbothered, not changing his expression or stance in the slightest.

“What’s your problem with me talking to Y/N?”

“My problem?” Billy scoffed. He suddenly straightened up. “You need to stay away from my girlfriend. I just wanted to talk to her.”

Oh so now he wanted to call you his girlfriend? Very mature.

Steve stared him down, unconvinced. Billy then showed he wasn’t intimidated in the slightest and smiled right in Steve’s face, wholly offensively, entirely disrespectfully, before beginning to chuckle under his breath.

“You know, Harrington. Maybe you should spend less time flirting with other girls and more focussed on Nancy. Not Y/N. She’s off limits.”

“Says who? We’re just fuck buddies, Billy. No strings attached, remember?” You said, mimicking the way he said it to you on the way into the party two hours ago.

Billy was about to say something when he heard a noise, somebody was leaving the house.

“Buzzkill,” Billy muttered, looking into the distance at none other than your mom, Karen, who was now walking towards you. “Time to sweet talk this bitch. You two better play along.”

Ugh, who did this boy think he was? Really. Bossing you around like that?

“You must be Y/N’s sister,” he said, running his tongue against his top teeth, before biting his lower lip. He began not-so subtly looking her up and down. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“I’m actually her mother,” she chuckled. “Such a charmer.”

“My best talent! Right, baby? Steve?”

“Right,” you both said at the same time, and as your mom began walking off with a stupid little grin on her face, Billy made a ‘call me’ gesture to her before popping his cigarette back into his mouth. Gross.

“Easy. Now, we need to have a little talk, don’t we, Babydoll?” He asked, taking a hold of your hand with a painfully strong grip, and Steve took the hint to leave, cautiously looking over his shoulder one last time to make sure you were okay being alone with Billy.

“Sure, Babydoll,” you chuckled. Billy hated it when you mocked him, but it also turned him on more than anything else could. Except you, obviously. And now, your mom too.

The pool lights had been turned off as the party drifted inside, the clock struck midnight and the party was coming to an end. Billy’s beautiful face was illuminated under the moonlight, looking like a male adonis, but god was he fucking annoying.

He was already pinning you down with an icy glare when you tore your eyes away from Steve who was now making his way back into the house. With his eyes on you, you uncrossed your legs, letting them inch open ever so slightly, then crossed them the other way.

Billy leaned back against the nearby wall, not even five feet away from you, propping one leg against it too, with a husky look on his face. He beckoned you over with two fingers, almost mirroring the way you’d love him to touch you right now.

“On your knees, Princess.”

“I’m not getting on my knees for any man, Babydoll,” you teased, butterflies awakening in your stomach as his brows furrowed into a frown.

“You have three seconds to get over here, Y/N.”

But you don’t move. You stayed seated exactly where you were, but you did however start running your hand down your body, from your neck down to the junction between your hip and leg, never taking your gaze off his.

“Or what?”

“If you don’t get on your knees and crawl over here right now like a good little girl and suck on my dick… I swear to God, you little fucking brat, when I do finally fuck you, you’ll be feeling it for weeks.”

Oh shit. So he was playing that game?

“You should be nicer to me, Billy. It’s my birthday,” you said, chuckling to yourself, letting out a gasp as he grabs your wrist, pulling you over to him.

He pressed your body against the wall, your eyes widening as he towered over you. You glared at him as he trapped you against the wall, one hand either side of your shoulders.

“Tell me, Hargrove. Do I get under your skin when I speak to other boys? Does the thought of me talking to Steve Harrington… Anger you?” You asked, a little giggle leaving your lips as you did so.

It wasn’t so much the disrespect and the dirty talk, but about knowing how desperate that little fuck was to get in your pants. Billy wanted you so bad. The fucking loser. The more you deny, the more you tease, the better the fuck will be. There’s no way you could give in now.

You pushed Billy away from you, making him stumble backwards. Taking it a step further you walked back over to the shorter wall and sat back down on it, taking your teasing fingers slowly down between your legs and underneath the fabric of your skirt.

The tips of your fingers just grazed over your skin, making your legs shudder, forcing the lightest of gasps from between your lips as they dip into the pool of wet between your legs. As you slipped a finger between your folds and was encased in warmth and delicious wetness, Billy’s jaw unhinged, his eyes set determinedly on watching you play with yourself, though he wanted to do it himself.

You’d barely begun and he’d already shoved his hand in his own underwear. You gasped again, and the sound made Billy scramble over to you with lust in his eyes. He grabbed onto his jeans, quickly unbuckling them and pulling them down, hauling his underwear down with them. So much for fucking you within an inch of your life.

You bet he was so horny he’d just jump you until he came five minutes later then blame it on the alcohol he consumed. No. Now wasn’t the time.

You grabbed his jaw as he was about to pull up your skirt, squeezing with your wet fingers. “Uh uh,” you said, shaking your head. “Who says you’re getting to play, hm?”

“I’ll rip that fucking skirt and bralette off with no hesitation, Y/N.”

“And then what?” You asked, taking him close enough that you could have kissed him if you wanted to. But instead, you shoved his face away, almost making him fall backwards.

He rubbed his jaw, glaring at you from the corner of his eye. “I will ruin you.”

“Really?” You let out a dry laugh. “A whiny little bitch like you couldn’t even ruin a fly, Hargrove. Even Steve fucking Harrington beat you in a fight.”

Hate boiled in him like lava, forming an extremely aggressive volcano, anger bubbling and beginning to burn his insides, and it took everything in his power to not throw one at you like his father always did.

The veins in his hands and arms began to pulse from clenching his fists so furiously, and he released you from the cage of his arms, taking one step back. “You’re a miserable fucking bitch.”

“And you’re not one of those?” You smirked, and he shook his head, lost in a sea of fury and confusion.

His icy blue eyes burned into yours and you stared back, unwilling to budge, watching as a darkness flashed in his eyes, nostrils flaring. He brought a hand up to your chest to forcefully push you against the wall, pressing his body weight against yours. Still no trace of anything but the usual hypnotic look in his sultry blue eyes.

He then pulled away, sitting down on the pool coping, pulling you with him. He snaked an arm around your back, cinching you into him, your thighs around his hips, locking at his back to stop yourself from falling into the pool. He was so tall that even sitting down you were still not looking him in the eye and he still got to look down on you, but you realized he positioned himself to kneel as imposingly as he could in front of you. Never did you think he’d get on his knees for anyone, but here he was.

“The only person you have to prove anything to is me. So, prove it.” He took you by the chin this time, locking his fingers over you so tightly, turning you up to look at him with such a sharp movement that it hurt your neck. “Show me you’re not all mouth, you slut. Because I have a feeling you’re playing up a big game here.”

“Glady.” It almost sounded like you were intimidated by him, which was the very fucking last thing he made you… or that’s what you wanted him to think. You would gladly let Billy take control of you for a night, but in all honesty, you didn’t think he actually had it in him.

Until he could prove that he did, he wasn’t getting that chance.

“If you want to know what I’ve got…” You began. Billy let you go, running his hands through your hair instead, and ironically being as gentle about it as he can. “Then you can listen to me fucking that Munson kid all night long until he can’t see. I’ll even take you with me to get my weed off him so you can enjoy the show.”

That gentleness had vanished again. He took a hold of your hair tight, arching you back, and grinned in your face, showing you the menace you wanted all along. He slid his fingers into your slick pussy, biting his lips and sighing contently at how it felt, making you moan, your bottom lip shuddering.

"By all means, have your fun with that freak. We’re not boyfriend and girlfriend after all. But what you’re gonna do afterwards, no matter what the fuck you get up to with that fucking kid, is you're going to meet me, somewhere with all the lights off, somewhere nice and quiet, like the park, and I'm going to bend you over the first surface I can get, I don't care what it is, the slide, the bench at the bakery, the picnic tables, even that fucking freak you're fucking tonight, I don't give a shit so long as you're face down and whimpering for me, and I'm not going to stop until my name is coming out your mouth and you're begging me, fucking begging me to make you cum again. Tonight you’re going to be mine, bitch, and I'm going to make sure you don't forget that. All mine."

He slid his fingers in and out of you as he spoke, leaving you whimpering already, eyes on his, not daring to look away and miss a word, biting down hard on your bottom lip so you didn’t make a sound, yet still making the most pathetic and needy little noises. Maybe you were the whiny one, not Billy.

“Get up, whore” he hissed, his order dominant, and quite frankly very sexy.

You did as you were told, half because yes please, and half because he's still got a fistful of your hair and was getting up with you regardless of what you wanted (though we both know exactly what you wanted).

When you were up, he let you go, but he wasn’t done.

“Turn around and bend over,” he demanded, his voice laced with sweet, sweet venom.

Oh fuck, you thought as you did as he asked. He stood behind you, so fucking close to where you needed him most, his hands travelling all over; smoothing over your ass, down your thighs, his knuckles grazing your throbbing pussy. He kicked at your ankles until you spread your legs wider.

Right now you’d take those minutes you were mocking him for and you’d thank him endlessly for them, even if he left you unfinished, but right now you were so goddamn wet for him, and you were sure he’d have you cumming the moment the tip of his cock even teased your slit.

He slid your skirt up your ass, exposing everything. His cock rubbed against you through his shorts. You pushed back into him even harder, moaning.

His hand came colliding with your ass. You groaned, and grunted, and jerked away all at the same time, your fingers clutching the hard marble even tighter.

“I like it when you’re a bad girl, Princess, but you need to realise that you won’t get away with that shit with me, you fucking slut. You need to be a good girl for me.”

He brought his hand down again, rocking you even harder. You grinded your hips desperately up on his dick for some needed relief.

“Who are you going to open your legs for tonight, you little slut?” He asked.

Before you could answer he spanked you again. Hard.

You moaned, trying to keep your legs from trembling.

“You, Billy,” you confessed.

“Say it again. I didn’t hear you.”

“You, Billy. Fuck,” you groaned pathetically, desperately reaching back to him, betraying yourself by how needy you were being.

“Billy?” He let a dry laugh escape his throat.

“Babe?”

No answer.

“Baby?”

Nothing. Not even a blink.

“Darling?”

Still no answer. What the fuck would he want you to call him?

“My love?”

He shook his head, a smirk etched into his features.

“Babydoll?”

“Call me Babydoll one more time and see what happens, Princess. I answer to Daddy only, and you should know that by now,” he hissed, before laughing. “Oh I forgot, you’re too dumb to remember shit like that!”

He moved away, but before you could collapse to the ground in disappointment, he slapped his hand between your legs, his fingers sliding up inside of you again.

“Let me repeat this; who are you opening your legs for tonight?”

You had a thought about saying Eddie’s name, but you were so horny that you couldn’t bring yourself to delay Billy fucking you senseless any longer. “You, Daddy.”

God you hated that word, but nonetheless still said it, earning another slap on your ass, this time much harder, the feeling of a bruise beginning to form on your skin.

“That’s right, doll,” he said, and you could practically hear that little bitchass smirk on his face. “You fucking remember that, Y/N. Remember who it was that had your pussy dripping before they even touched you. You can be a bad girl for everyone else, but you’re a good girl for me. Do you understand?”

But Steve also had your pussy dripping, no?

You nodded. “Whatever you want, Babydo— I mean, Daddy.” Ew.

“Shit, someone’s coming, babe,” Billy whispered.

He backed off so suddenly you could have sworn he ran away, but he didn’t run. He didn’t run, not this time. You were just fixing your skirt that was pulled up over your ass and top that was pulled up over your tits when Karen came strutting into view in her skimpiest lingerie that she certainly wasn’t wearing for Ted. But for Billy, of course. Who else would it be for? She’d been trying to steal that boy from you for weeks now.

“Jesus, mom!” You jumped back in an instant, letting go of Billy’s shirt as he tried wiping the lipstick off his face and neck, and chest, and legs, and—

“What are you doing out so late, Y/N? Billy, I need to speak with you about… Something…” She said, a flirty smile playing on her lips as she twirled her hair between her fingers.

You didn’t look back at Billy as you went, rolling your eyes at your mom’s pathetic flirting attempt. You barely could because you were such a fucking horny mess, but God you couldn’t go about your family like this. You were a fucking whimpering shamble and you and Billy both knew it. Even Karen knew it.

You scurried away to the upstairs bathroom, the one with the most privacy, since Mike is usually down in the basement (right now he was at Lucas’). Thankfully barely anyone was around, and you only bumped into your dad as he was coming back from doing his nightly run around the kitchen for snacks. I mean, everyone does it, right? Absolutely no shame, Teddy.

You had to stuff your entire fist in your mouth, cumming so hard after fucking yourself properly with your fingers, but God … you may have finished, but you’d never felt so unfinished in your life. Your whole body felt electric, from your sensitive nipples, your temples, your throbbing pussy, and your toes. You just wanted Hargrove all over you, in you everywhere, fucking you in every hole you have simultaneously, kissing the rest of you, sucking on your toes and fingers and nipples. You were just gagging for him to touch you until you’re on the edge and then for him to never stop.

You’re feeling a lot calmer when you leave the bathroom, bumping into Nancy on the way to your bedroom. You caught her throwing a disgusted look at your lap when you sat down on your bed, no doubt thinking of all the underwear-less shenanigans they caught on the cameras around the house. She can’t say anything, after all she lost her virginity to the hair while her best friend was dying in Steve’s pool. And if only somebody knew about the shenanigans that were never recorded on camera. Or so you thought.

Billy’s ears perked up at the sound of the bushes rustling as he opened the door to his Camaro, and he caught a glimpse of greasy ash brown hair and the distinctive blue shirt and black denim jacket combo. You looked out your bedroom window to see what all the fuss was about and you saw Billy speaking to somebody else! You were so surprised he didn’t have your mom bent over the same wall he was taking you on. The Whore of Babylon walked so Nancy, Karen and Y/N Wheeler could run.

Is that…?

“I’m going to fucking kill you, Byers! Go find your brother instead of fucking recording me and Y/N, you fucking freak!”

Needless to say that video went around school faster than you could say Billy’s name. And you lived up to your surname, as did Nancy when she was also filmed with Steve. By the same person both times.

#stranger things #stranger things fanfic #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove #billy stranger things #karen wheeler #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers #steve harrington #eddie munson #billy hargrove x y/n #billy hargrove x female reader #um idk what this is but enjoy if you can i guess #bratty reader #“he didn’t run this time” bestie that’s eddie’s line

[1-800-ye0sangspr1ncess]

MTL to have a breeding kink - (NCT 127 edition)

with motivations because why not author's note: don't mind me just making a subtle comeback after what feels like eons. :)

most

JEFFERY (jaehyun) Haechan Yuta

Johnny Doyoung

Mark Jungwoo Taeyong

Taeil

least

Jaehyun - literally thinks it's the most romantic thing ever. For him the purpose isn't necessarily like, to mark you or anything but def feels like it brings you two closer. I feel like Jeff- sorry... Jaehyun thinks it's somewhat of a bonding thing. It's a really sweet and sentimental act for him.

he's also well aware you're on birth control but part of him hopes you can start a family soon cuz he's down with that shit or whatever🥺

Haechan

Genuinely just because he's freaky as fuck! Like the first time you do it without a condom, he def ends up over-stimming you and himself because of how fucking good it feels. Like when I tell you this man is whipped for your pussy, I mean it.

Kinky ass bitch (smh)

Yuta

As sweet of a partner as he can be, this man is the literal devil in the bedroom. So fucking possessive and it's kinda hot iwl. Like he's territorial to a fault. If you were to go to a friend's party or something with him, he's fine with you living your life but when somebody starts getting a little too comfy while chatting you up and see you entertaining them purely for comedic purposes so you can have a good laugh back home with yuta at how terrible the persons attempt at picking you up was, he's fuming. Politely pulling you aside into the host's guest bathroom and fucking the shit out of you. Takes your panties and gives you a little kiss telling you to keep it all in so that when your little friend chats you up and it starts dripping you'll be a humiliated mess and it's all because of Yuta.

Talk about a sadist...

Johnny

Now he may seem like such a gentleman, heck that's why your parents are so fond of him. If only they knew what really went on in his mind. This guy has an array of freaky shit he's into but his absolute favourite has got to be filling you up. Absolutely loves the face you make when you feel his warmth in you. Thinks you're so cute. He's also a sucker for the absolute mess he makes of you. "C'mon baby, you heard your parents, we can't keep 'em waiting any longer for a grandchild. Now, be a good girl and take it". He knows you're absolutely whipped for him when he hears you babbling on about carrying his kinds and whatnot.

What a menace

Doyoung

Wowwww, he just likes the absolute thrill of it. The thought of him knocking you up turns him on to no end. Can't help but get all giddy at the thought of having a family with you. And he acts like he's a nonchalant mf but can't wait to see the day you become a mommy.

aww he's such a sweetie

Mark

He finds it so hot cumming in you but is shit scared of actually getting you pregnant since you guys are still pretty young. Probably won't fuck you raw as often as any of the guys above him on the ranks but still finds it nice. He thinks it's like cute and when you guys raw dog it (I'm so sorry I realise how goofy that sounds💀) he gets all soft (not literally) but he's all cuddly and likes staying in you for a while and just lays atop of you and wraps you in such a warm embrace after. "M-Mark... baby you can get out now." "Just one more minute, you're so nice and warm"

he's such a big baby... emphasis on big👀

Jungwoo

Now don't get him wrong, he finds it so sexy and definitely gets the hype of fucking raw. but... it really doesn't do anything for him. Like he's not doing it to claim you or knock you up but purely because if it's shit you're into then he'll do it to make you happy.

aww gosh darn it, c'm'ere sweet baby.

Taeyong

He'd rather cum on your boobies. He's such a titties man Like, I know we're moving more into an ass or titties type mtl but he's not about that. Besides, he's already your baby. why would you want another?🥺🥺

damn it now i'm all soft...

Taeil

My man is not about that 24/7 babysitting life. Bitch has it hard as is, babysitting the neos from 9 to 5. When he gets home, he'd rather it just be you and him against the wall- I mean world.🤭

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[totally-sapphic-posts]

hi, so i might have my first date with a girl on monday, and i might be *slightly* panicking!! for context, i’ve known i’m queer for a while, but im still struggling with a lot of stuff (thank you to internalized homophobia), but im working on it. and i think i want this to work, but i have no experience at all, like in general. and im really stressed about how it’s going to go, im scared i might be too platonic, or just too in my head in general since i tend to be like that anyways. and yeah. im worried it’s all gonna turn sour for some reason

First date’s exciting!

I can give some tips on not being too platonic.

• when you give compliments, your wording is important. Example: ‘omg you’re so pretty!’=platonic, ‘you look really beautiful’= more romantic

• if you feel comfortable at any point in the date and you guys are walking, offer her your hand. You don’t have to straight up ask, ‘do you want to hold hands’. I know I personally don’t like asking out loud, so I just offer my hand and it’s up to them if they want to hold or not. If she doesn’t take your hand, don’t worry, she might just not be there yet, but it’s not the end of the world. Shrug it off and move on with the conversation, she’ll feel more comfortable. It’ll help if you keep the convo light here.

• if you guys have been talking for a while, maybe consider buying something small/making something small (simple bracelet or something) and on the date, say something along the lines of, ‘this would look pretty on you’ and put it on her. Or you can say you made/bought it for her. But iwl, I like ‘forgetting’ to ask for it back at the end of the date 😂 then telling her she can keep it because it looks pretty on her.

• try to do things on the date that will let you talk more (not movies). This is a personal preference, but can help with getting to know each other and not awkwardly glancing at each other in the cinema.

I could go on and on with more specific things, but I think the best thing to do is just be honest with each other while you’re getting to know one another, and slowly navigate more intense topics (probably best for later dates 🤞).

Just go with the flow as much as possible and maybe be transparent about your feelings with her. Tell her you’re nervous for the date, but really excited for it as well. Who knows, maybe she feels the same and can be an icebreaker for the two of you.

On your internalized homophobia, I’ve been there, and I really hope for the best for you. I actually used this blog in the beginning to help with my internalized homophobia, and used the space as a validation for the attraction I had for women and to let myself know that it was alright.

I hope this was helpful, my thoughts have been a bit all over the place lately, so hopefully this came out somewhat coherent 😂❤️ all the best to you, anon

#ask #wlw

[lilcowzia]

Weird question-- but is part of the appeal of death feedist stuff kind of intermixed with how bad American Healthcare is? Like, an all-hope-is-lost-thing and cheeseburgers are cheaper than insurance/ medication?

not exactly! i take meds and pay for insurance, and i think medical care is important, or at least my personal view is that i will take care of my body how i can, aside from IWL and exercise lol i do have a pretty bleak view of American healthcare, particularly for fat people, and particularly as a fat WOC. but thats not related to my deathfeedism, mostly. i would prefer healthcare be better to ensure i can reach bigger sizes lmao which is why i intend on advocating strongly for my care as much as i can. but everyone experiences kinks differently. something kinda related that i do think had an impact tho was: even when i was thin my weight was a point of major contention in doctors appointments, my bmi was always overweight bc of my height and build, and so i never really heard the end of it. my experience, medically, has always been that my weight is a problem, so, fuck it, who am i trying to please, cause my life sure as heck didn't improve striving for thinness, but abandoning healthism has made life hedonistic and beautiful to me. its the ultimate indulgence, fat IS the thing ive been warned against the most ;; its so erotic finding so much pleasure in something ive been assured will ruin me, especiallyyyyy at all costs, making fat such a massive priority in my life, its just so perverse and delicious. fetishes are based in the taboo and all that jazz

#ask #deathfeedism

[hcuyk]

i’m so sorry if this already sent 😭 idk if it’s my shit wifi or if tumblr’s playing a prank on me, but it says me ask hasn’t been sent yet.

ANYWAY! i just found your blog and i’m in LOVE with your writing. like, i’m seriously about to go binge read your entire masterlist 🤭 before i do that, i was wondering if i could request something fluffy with jacob? i was gonna send a prompt with it, but i’d be over the moon no matter what you wrote kfndjdbf 😭 thank you sm!! and i hope you’re having a wonderful day <3

there was no ask sent before this, so im so incredibly glad you sent this in! when i read this, i was actually blushing giggling kicking my feet because after not writing for two years, you're probably the first new reader i've received that has verbalized reading my works :( and to have them be loved??? i feel like i was just asked out by kim sunwoo himself iwl LMFAO BUT :(((( OH MY GOD THIS ASKKKK ANON I HOLD YOU SO CLOSE TO MY HEART you do not know how much this means to me :(((

though 🧍‍♂️ my masterlist 🧍‍♂️ is quite the jumpscare 😭😭 esp bc its so old, and i also changed usernames so a lot of links like for smaus and series arent going to work (if you're even going to read those...maybe i have high hopes) but if there's something you seem interested in, let me know and ill fix update all the links!

i really hope you return/become a regular because i Will propose in every way possible

and about your request, tysm for sending this in! i have very little time to write anymore, and i'd write a little timestamp for you but you don't deserve that from me at ALLLLL BC YOU DESERVE A WHOLE ONESHOT AND I AM INDEBTED TO YOU AND PROMISE I'LL MAKE IT HAPPEN SOMEHOW ONE DAY SOON I PROMISE plus i probably need some more fluffy stuff on my blog anyway after the nonstop angst BUT PLEASE STOP BY ID LOVE TO BE FRIENDS AND GET TO KNOW YOU MORE AND IM STILL POUTING BC :(( NEW READER????

be free to send the prompt or anything you want for the oneshot! i think ill definitely make it a side project just bc this ask means sm to me SORRY NEW READER??? i havent experienced this in years so forgive me if im overreacting 😞 im just bubbling w excitement

#inbox: anon! #inbox: drunkdrazed!

[camencanto]

hey bby u write rlly good n so i think ud have good fic recs so cough em up

please

okay this took me a MINUTE bc there’s so many good concepts but here are a few of my personal faves:

Mortifying and Defying Habits by between on ao3 which tackle the struggles Camilo faces with his relationship with food and his gift — so gorgeously written and the subject is touched with such a respective, graceful delicacy that i really, really enjoyed. 12/10 for angst & fluff tbh, they’re fics i’m always going back to iwl

I Know You’re Somewhere by LK_Xiom, an incredible story that follows Camilo through a heartbreaking journey of trying to return home after he’s been kidnapped outside of Encanto. It’s a cross over with criminal minds but you don’t have to have ever watched the show to fall in love with this fic. It’s crafted beautifully and you can feel this baby’s frustration throughout the entire thing. The fluff, the angst, the hurt the comfort everything SO GOOD

dos espejos by rookwy is another really sweet fic of some cousin bonding between isabela and camilo that i just adore??? all about these sweethearts struggles with alma’s expectations to marry them off when they have no desires Whatsoever, which results in a really heartwarming conversation as they realise how alike they are (basically really good aroace rep for these characters and i just Love it)

feel like i’m glued tight to this carousel also by rookwy is another excellent WIP that i did Not realise i needed—basically an IT au where antonio goes missing in a modern encanto society and it’s so, so interesting, i love the concept and this author writes each character individually so well? super authentic and realistic, such a captivating read and i look forward to chapters every week!!

Mi Sol, Mi Vida by FreeSamPles is another excellent whump WIP that covers Camilo’s identity and self-worth issues and it’s just so good oh my god this one fr makes you want to give this kid a HUG like it’s just ARGH so good

Searching for somewhere to belong by Aquawolf238 is a super interesting WIP i legit just found yesterday that i’ve completely fallen in love with. it’s an au where camilo isn’t a madrigal and has just moved to encanto with his abusive mother — but for some reason he’s drawn to a certain madrigal couple that almost seem to care for him in a way he’s never been cared for before. i’m obsessed with this and i am so excited to see where it goes!

i hope these r enough and that you enjoy them just as much as i did!! there’s defo more that i’ve read that i can’t think of rn so i’ll add some more to the list as i go !

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[judoviking]

Ok legit that Utah thing is fucking real. I drove through Nevada at like 10pm-2am and pulled off to get gas at this supposed town. The sign was like ‘last services for 125 miles’ so Iwl shit I have a half a tank of gas, better fill up right. Streetlights were on, but there were no people anywhere. Went to the gas station and all the lights were on but the doors were locked, no people. Felt like I was standing in an abandoned movie set. Waited for a bit, couldn’t get the gas pump to work, the card reader just kept saying ‘see cashier’ who apparently exists but I definitely didn’t see anyone. As I was waiting a pack of stray dogs ran by in this creepily in synch/organized formation like super stealthy. I jumped back in my car and drove further down the only road into this town. There was another convenience store w no one there, even tho the sign said 24hr service. And the only cars around looked like they were from the 1950s. Like literally rusty, like they haven’t moved in ages either. So at this point It’s getting creepy and am looking for a place to turn around and there’s ONE side street. So I pull down there, and as I do, this window in a barn/house thing that looks abandoned and that was pitch black fucking turns on, but I see no one in the window. That’s it just one light. My partner starts literally screaming PLEASE DRIVE PLEASE DRIVE I’m like okay okay okay but my station wagon is long as hell and there’s two deep ditches on the side of this road. So I’m like backing up and pulling forward inch by inch and that light just stays on so fucking ominously. We finally drive back out, and it’s so incredibly still it’s terrifying. Still no signs of life. We find the exit back to the ‘main road/highway’ which was like a long straight road in the middle of the fucking desert with NO streetlamps and I was running on empty. Got to the end of the 125 mile stretch only for another sign to pop up saying ‘no services for 75miles’ like ok you said 125, 125 miles ago but fuck me I guess. So, it’s 1 in the morning, we are in the middle of god knows where. Literally like the place you see people get abducted by aliens from in movies. Just flat lands with warning signs of like ‘elk crossing’ ‘bull crossing’ ‘low flying giant eagles’ I think I accidentally murdered like 6 jackrabbits that flung themselves in front of my car when I was driving at 80mph in the pitch black. We see no one out here the whole time. My gas light has been on for over an hour. All of our electronics are dead and the physical map doesn’t have this road on it. So we’re just driving and like hoping for ...something... anything.... and the only thing we see eventually is an abandoned car on the side of the road. So I just swallow down the terror building from the multitude of possibilities of why the fuck that’s there and Keep driving. Mind you I am moving to Oregon at this point, from Florida. I have never really driven on mountains or hills. We start elevating up this mountain and signs are telling us there’s now risks of rocks falling and the inclines/declines are so steep that semi trucks often tip over. There are no guardrails. I am driving so white knuckled, my neck is so stiff I can feel it making my fucking arms ache. I literally don’t think I blinked for 3 hrs. I was coasting with my foot off the gas down these extremely steep winding mountain roads on empty just like, heart beating in my throat. I was never more goddamned relieved in my life to finally, at 2:30am, cross the border into Oregon and find a gas station with one other car there and one other person. I nearly cried handing that lady my card. I could have kissed her, honestly.

1. this is some real the hills have eyes shit

2. this here is exactly why I don't trust any country that can't be driven clean across in less than twelve hours. there's just too much space. THREE HOURS? THREE HOURS WITH NOTHING THERE??!

[towerfandoms]

khunposting is the best kind of posting so maybe some headcanons when khun's s/o is a huge art freak and writes love poems for him?? like his reaction and if he finds it cheesy or something 😅

AWHWHWHWHW STOP MY HEART WHEN 😳🥺🥰 ofc ofc bby

-I don’t think Khun is big on doing arts himself but like he deffo understands the appeal to it. He enjoys keeping his s/o other company while they paint or draw. Hell sometimes he’ll join in and yous will have this cute ass painting date. 

-Don’t tell anyone but he high key loves it when you write him random poems. He’s from a noble family so obviously he’s an educated manz. He knows how special and heartfelt poetry is.

-But yknow it’s Khun he cant resist to tease his s/o about it being all like “awwwwh what is this, the Middle Ages?” he laughily (that’s a word now) jokes which causes you to in turn pout a bit. But you can tell how much he appreciates it because he has a massive grin on his face the whole time he’s teasing you and just seems to be in a much more giddy mood.

-Iwl he’ll find it a lil cheesy but he loves the cheesy shit. He hasn’t received a lot of affection so receiving a poem about how much you love him- well that just warms his heart. He truly does appreciate every piece of poetry you write no matter how much he loves messing with you about it. You CANNOT tell me he wouldn’t store all the poems away in a drawer or a folder and whenever he has a bad day he just reads through em all and they calm him down.

-All in all he absolutely adores the poetry but he adores you more so keep writing love poems for this love deprived man 😔

A/N I know I focused a lot on poetry in this hc but I can make a diff post focusing on other arty aspects like painting dates or som. Anyways hope you like it :)))

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[cloudytamaki]

i've never interacted with u before but i do love ur writing sm, so when i saw matchups i was like oo i wanna join ahaha

fandom : hq gender preference : male type : romantic

personality : i have so much in my notes ab this,, i am so sorry 😭😭 i'll probably narrow it down to a few pieces hjaksnd i'm very shy at first so you might think i'm not interested at all or a snob, atleast that's what my friends thought lmaoo </3 but i easily become talkative if we become close. even if we just met, i'm a people pleaser so i'll try to become closer through acts of service and gift giving ! i'll base it on whatever i'm obsessed with at that given time, for example, one time i drew portraits of my friends, but looking back iwl they're pretty shit so i apologised & promised to draw another one because of how bad it looked LMFAOO. i think i'm the funny one in the group ? i hope so because if not that'd be quite embarrassing. i'm a perfectionist. i overthink to an extreme extent and am very indecisive. i'm also booksmart but not streetwise. i have 0 common sense.

likes : hugs, sushi, stationery, theme parks, cody ko + noel miller, art, drawing, editing, writing, constellations, greek mythology, sneezing

dislikes : anything where i have to face a large group, making decisions, hay fever

aah i hope this is enough or not too much ! thank u & i love ur writing hehe <33

vivi's note: hi bb, thank you for participating! hope you enjoy your matchup <3 (ps- hay fever sucks.)

i match you with akaashi keiji..

keiji understands you so well, mainly because he can relate to how you feel (perfectionism, overthinking)

i hc akaashi as someone who's very into poetry, art, museums, literature, & astrology; he'll ask you if he can read to you, watch you draw, or go see the stars tonight

always appreciates anything you do for him (or give) and never hesitates to show/tell you how grateful he is

you and him are giving me very that one couple that's always in the back of the bookstore vibes. also feeling coffee dates, cheek kisses, "you're perfect", & adjusting his glasses

#vivi's matchups

[eyos-interlude]

another sad playlist!

y’all keep asking me to make sad playlists so this one’s short(er). From now on unless you specify a genre of music for the playlist (that i haven’t already covered) i’ll just refer you to my masterlist. 

first off, here’s the link

and secondly, this playlist is inspired by my “wHY aM i UgLy” phase i had in middle school before i figured out i was just black in a predominately white city and i hadn’t reached the age of fetishization yet💖

good times😻

list of songs is under the cut

boy with the winfields and the wild heart - flowerkid

Breathe Me - Sia oh i DEFINITELY remember staring dejectedly at the ceiling while listening to this song eW

Bye-bye Darling -  BØRNS

Coaster - Khalid

Die For You - The Weeknd

Here Today - Aloe Blacc

hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have - but i have it - Lana Del Ray i hate how long this song title is smh

idontwannabeyouanymore - Billie Eilish yes i was one of those girls🤢

If I Were a Boy - Beyoncé the song i would listen to mournfully before i realized not everyone is straight🤡🤡🤡

If You Think It’s Love - King Princess i’m not exposing myself w/ this one

I Know You so Well - IWL 

i love you - Billie Eilish y’all already KNOW why

I Need My Girl - The National

i want to be with you - We’ll Make It

listen before i go - Billie Eilish

Luving U - 6LACK

Marceline - WILLOW the gay made me do it

The Night We Met - Lord Huron

paris with you - kaylie love

Pink Matter - Frank Ocean &  André 3000

Sweater Weather (Spotify Sessions Curated by Jim Eno) - The Neighborhood yes i also cuff my jeans

Too Good At Goodbyes (Edit) - Sam Smith

play this bitch on

SHUFFLE

#custom playlists #aesthetic playlists #sad aesthetic #billie eilish #king princess #sweater weather #the weeknd #khalid #BØRNS #frank ocean #aloe blacc #lana del ray #sam smith #sad playlist #mood aesthetic

[bigyack-com]

Players see new path in Bala deal - football

Bala Devi isn’t much of a talker. Ask her a question or two, and she will give the briefest of answers. Even among teammates, Bala hardly carries herself with an air of someone who has made it a habit to demolish defence of rivals on the field over the years. Fellow India international Dalima Chhibber probably described her the best at a press conference ahead of the Indian Women’s League (IWL) semi-finals in Ludhiana last year.“She is very different on and off the pitch. I find her fun to be around with. But when she enters the pitch, she turns into a beast,” Chhibber, whose then club Gokulam Kerala were playing Bala’s Manipur Police the next day, said. True to that reputation, Bala scored all four goals as the Manipur side won 4-2. Bala finished that seven-game campaign with 26 goals.Those figures weren’t an aberration. In 2014, the Manipur striker played 15 games for her state and national teams together. She scored 47 goals. She has continued in the same vein since.It was evident for years that Bala was no ordinary footballer. However, despite her qualities, Bala never had the chance to strut her stuff at an established league abroad. Her only foray outside of India was a brief stint with Maldives’ New Radiant in 2015, when she won the Maldivian women’s national championship with her team and finished as the top-scorer.It was only last week, at 29, and over 14 years after making her senior national team debut, that Bala finally got her big break. Snapped up by Scotland’s Rangers FC after trials and a complicated process to procure a work permit, the India forward signed an 18-month agreement with the club. In the process, Bala has become the first Indian woman footballer to sign a professional contract with a club.It is being hailed as a landmark move, especially as Indians, men or women, have struggled for playing opportunities in Europe. How Bala steps up to the level of competition in Scotland remains to be seen. But the Indian men’s national team captain Sunil Chhetri, who himself attended a brief trials at Rangers in 2011, is confident Bala will excel with the Glasgow team. “Bala’s move to Rangers is fantastic in so many ways and it’s down to the fact that it is a proper 18-month professional contract. The girl had been to Glasgow for trials, did enough to impress the coaches there and is now headed there on merit. I’m certain the level of football she will be exposed to will be of a much higher quality than what she has been used to and it’s down to her how quickly and well she adapts,” Chhetri, whose Bengaluru FC played an important role in the move, says.“Playing your football abroad is also about being mentally strong and I’m sure she will do well on that front too. I met her the day after her signing and could tell she is raring to make the most of this opportunity.”Bala is under no illusion about the huge jump in the quality of football she will be exposed to. She says it has only increased her eagerness to get into the thick of action right away. “I am getting an opportunity like this for the first time. I just want to make the most of it,” she says. “I feel I can adapt. The biggest and most positive change for me is they have a long season, something all of us having been fighting for in India for a long time,” Bala adds.IN THE GENESAs a young girl, Bala started playing football with boys of her locality at her native Irengbam village, in Manipur’s Bishnupur district, about 25km from Imphal. Playing as a striker came naturally to her, she says, thanks to her father.“My father used to be a footballer. He played as a striker and is the one who introduced me to football,” explains the new Rangers player, who has a twin sister and two brothers.In 2001, Bala joined local club Irengbam Cultural and Sporting Association (ICSA). It is from here that her career took off. Within a year, she was in the state youth team. By 2005, Bala was in the India U-17 team. That year, she also turned out for the U-19 and the senior national teams.However, she would soon realise that being a woman footballer isn’t a rewarding experience, particularly in India.Between 2007 and 2010, the national team remained out of action for 27 months, leading to FIFA de-listing India from the women’s international rankings. With no national league then and a very short annual national championship, which itself didn’t take place in 2012 and 2013, opportunities were limited.When Bala and six others from Manipur, including another senior player, Kamala Devi, wrote to the All India Football Federation (AIFF) in 2018, airing their grievances against a member of the national team coaching staff, the national governing body refused to engage with any of the parties. It led to a boycott by the players for over six months before head coach Maymol Rocky recalled most of them.Kamala, the 2017 AIFF Player of the Year, continues to be out of the national team.chance for othersRepresenting Gokulam Kerala in the ongoing IWL, in its fourth edition, Kamala says she is only focusing on things in her control. The Manipuri midfielder says Bala’s move is significant as it may open the doors for other Indian players. “Everyone is very happy this has finally happened. I feel like I am myself going to play abroad,” she says.“Bala’s move to Rangers is a message for all young footballers here, that their doors to playing in good leagues abroad are not closed. I feel this has come a few years late. For example, had (former India captain) Bembem Devi got the chance to play abroad, perhaps we already might have a few more playing outside. Nevertheless, this is still very significant. Bala has opened the account; I am hopeful other Indian players will follow her in the coming years.”But there’s still a long way to go, as Bala herself stresses. The striker was granted special exemption while applying for a work permit in Scotland, despite not fulfilling a criterion, which is playing for a national team that is ranked among the top 40 in the world—India are 57th.“Our players have to work hard to get opportunities abroad. Because of our international ranking, it gets difficult to get a work permit. Those who have played the World Cup, from teams like South Korea, for example, can go and play anywhere because they don’t have much trouble fulfilling these criteria. In my case, they made an exception due to my 14-year national team experience and other reasons,” she explains.Bala’s transfer will not significantly alter the ground realities of women’s football in India. Nor will it immediately open the floodgates for the country’s players to play in stronger leagues abroad. But it could be a start, and as many would argue, a deserving opportunity for the best player of the current generation in India. Read the full article

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