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#virgil: you're not dating him
sameglasses · 2 years
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i found an unfinished LAMP fic in my folders and not to brag, but this is kinda cute ahjfsasa i might finish it and post it later!!!
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formulalfc · 4 months
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blurbs with shan ;) rambles about my fave ballers
inbox is open feel free to send me some ramble requests <3
kylian mbappe
kylian speaking french to you
you and ibou convince kylian to come to liverpool 18+
kylian meets your baby for the first time
yours and kylians routine now that you're pregnant
curtis jones
playfighting with curtis
curtis has to let everyone know he's going to be a dad
you and curtis get caught by the boys 18+
curtis being whipped for you
virgil van dijk
size difference with virg
an afternoon baking with virgil
virg manhandling you
virgil asks you to be his girlfriend
virg loves spoiling you
virgil has missed you while you've been out with friends 18+
virg makes sure everyone knows your his
virgil lifting your stomach for you when you're pregnant
overprotective virgil
you're not happy about virgils outfit for training
virgil as your boyfriend
getting your ass spanked by virgil
joe gomez
thigh riding with joe 18+
sex in the changing room with joe 18+
giving joe a massage after his game
allison becker
evenings with ali
jobe bellingham
going for a walk down the pier with jobe
you realise jobe might not be that annoying
you think jobe is seeing someone behind your back
you guys get papped after a date
jobe convinces you to go public with your relationship
morning sex w jobe 18+
jobe is such a baby for you
you and jobe are stuck in a lift and he freaks out
you and jobe making out during move night
hot make out sesh with jobe
darwin nunez
english lessons with darwin go off track
sex with darwin after the game 18+
playing with darwin's hair
darwin being jealous
you and darwin have your first kiss
darwin doing your hair for you
you and darwin go to a wedding together
darwin is obsessed with you
taking care of darwin after his injury
darwin looks after you when you're tired and overworked
darwin is really clingy with you when you come home
celebrating darwins last minute goal with him
darwin looks after you when you're sick
jadon sancho
you and jadon are happy he's going back to dortmund
kostas tsimikas
you're super shy when you first meet your boyfriend's friends
kostas talks you through your insecurities
kostas being jealous
andy robertson
andy would do anything for you
jarell quansah
you tell jarell how proud you are of him after a big win
doing jarell's skincare for a tiktok
placing kisses all over jarells face after a big game
alexis mac allistar
alexis loves kissing you
cody gakpo
taking pictures at the cup final with the trophy and your baby bump
making cody his favourite dutch meal
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jsprnt · 23 days
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your husband loves taking care of you, especially when you're 35 weeks pregnant.
virgil van dijk x pregnant!reader
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original request: love your work, could you write a pregnant!reader and Virgil? X
A/N: thank you! this one was so fun to write <3
W/C: 1.640
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you shift into another position, again. The soft couch and cushions doing wonders for your back, but still, you couldn’t sleep in your favorite position. Just flat on your stomach, your swollen baby bump not even allowing you to sleep well at night, or take a nap in the quiet hours before dinner time. you felt like you were about to pop, but you still had five weeks to go before your estimated due date.
you had the gender reveal party, which consisted of your and virgil’s closest family members and friends. you both were having a babygirl, the nursery was already cutely designed with a pretty crib and dresser. the baby shower your friends surprised you with was thrown already a couple weeks ago, and not to forget the sweet babymoon virgil and you had gone on. the pretty islands in greece had been a beautiful sights to share with your husband.
the sound of a car parking in the driveway has you halting for a moment. your eyes drift over to the clock on your living room wall. it was past five in the evening already, which meant your husband had returned from training.
you slowly, but carefully get up from your position on the couch, sitting up instead. compression socks alleviating some of the swelling of your legs and feet, your eyes dart to the gray coffee table, full of- everything you could need when being half-immobile. tissues, multiple empty cups, a plate of lazily cut up pickles, a half eaten box of cookies-
“there’s my beautiful wife!” you suddenly hear, swollen, drowsy eyes looking towards your surprisingly very enthusiastic husband. his hands seemingly full of familiar takeout bags as he closes the front door to your home.
virgil’s high energy, even after his intensive training, manages to put a small smile on your face. you hear him take his coat off and wash his hands. so, you stand up, walking- no waddling towards him in the kitchen.
“hi, missed you..” you mumble, feeling him wrap his arm around your back, softly rubbing up and down your sides. you sigh in delight, leaning against his tall and muscular frame, resting your head on his chest. soft sweater grazing your sensitive skin.
“me too, baby.” he mutters, kissing your forehead tenderly.
“I got your favorite takeout. you’re hungry, right?” he asks, thumb rubbing your hips.
your eyes light up, and you nod eagerly. your pregnancy cravings were all over the place. from wanting your usual takeout, to a weird obsession with pickles and chocolate, and the most difficult of all: an icy, crispy red bull. since it wasn’t pregnancy-safe, you definitely didn’t risk it, but your mouth just watered at the thought of taking a sip of the carbonated, sweet energy drink.
“then let’s eat some food. I’m starving...” he says, guiding you to the kitchen island. he’d switched out the bar stools, shortly after your second trimester had started, exchanging them for chairs with a backrest, just for your comfort and convenience.
you watch him grab the takeout, unpacking the dishes.
“you got me the vegetarian one right?” you ask, raising your brows. virgil turns, nodding as he transfers stir fry noodles into a dish and slides it in front of you.
ever since you got pregnant, you detested the smell of meat. virgil being the sweet man he is, did research with his own nutritionist to see how you could still get all the vitamins and nutrients you needed without having to eat meat.
“here baby, eat up.” he mutters, giving you a fork, before walking towards the fridge. he grabs two cans of sparkling iced tea, coming back to sit next to you as you both dig into your meal.
“how was training?” you mumble, chewing down your food, maybe a little too fast.
“good, we were in the gym the entire day- slow down baby, the food isn’t going anywhere..” he chuckles, reaching into the takeout bag and retrieving the napkins. wiping sauce off the corner of your mouth with one.
you both continue eating the delicious food, Virgil’s hand soothingly running down your back every now and then.
“I’m going to take a quick shower.” he says, cleaning off the dishes and putting them in the dishwasher.
“can I join? can’t get my hair wet though..”
“sure baby, let’s go.” he quickly says, helping you off the chair and into the bathroom.
“my legs have been killing me..” you mutter, watching virgil take your compression socks off. you were glad you didn’t need them on your hands, though your fingers had gotten pretty swollen. prompting virgil to gift you a chain you could hang your wedding ring on, to wear as a necklace instead.
you allow him to guide you into the shower, his hand settling on the small of your back in support. virgil chuckles deeply as he watches your makeup melt off with the touch of the streaming warm water. he made sure to put on your shower cap beforehand.
“you wore makeup? where did you go today?” he asks, allowing you to reach up and take off his hair tie, dark curls falling to the side of his face.
“went for brunch with the girls. it was so good..” you answer, allowing virgil to run the soapy washcloth down your body, making sure to clean you up nicely. paying extra attention to scrub your legs, since you couldn’t reach down, you needed his help more often than not.
grabbing a fresh towel, he wraps you in it. allowing you to walk out of the bathroom and sit on your bed. waiting for him wash himself.
that’s what you loved about him, he always put you first. whether it was you eating first, getting dressed, falling asleep, or anything at this point in your pregnancy.
you quickly grab your undergarments and loungewear, going back to sit on your bed. towel wrapped snuggly against your body, as you take off your shower cap and wipe the extra moisture on the towel.
you look up to see virgil walk out of the bathroom, towel hanging on his hips. you lean back, admiring him, a small smirk forming on your lips.
“what?” he asks, smirk clearly on his face too as he walks up to you.
“oh, nothing, just admiring what’s mine..”
“really? let me admire what’s mine too then..”
he cups your face as you look up, his wet hair falling in front of his face as a single drop of water drips down onto your cheek. a low chuckle leaving his lips as he swipes it away with his thumb.
he helps you get dressed before the two of you get too distracted, not forgetting to rub bio-oil and lotion on your bump and body. the both of you snuggling up together on the couch. your head laying on his broad chest, tatted arm wrapped around your back.
You pause for a moment, feeling your daughter kick against your uterus. you feel virgil’s hand running against your clothed bump, you place your own hand next to his. feeling her kick was still the most out of body experience to the both you. you could’ve sworn you felt the outlines of her little feet as she kicked like didn’t want you to rest tonight.
“active today, isn’t she?” your husband asks, kissing your temple.
“just like her daddy..” you raise your bows, grinning. the consequences of having an athlete as your partner.
“she’ll definitely be as beautiful as her mommy..” he responds, causing your grin to grow into a bright smile.
“what do you want to watch, hm?” he asks, looking down at you, scratching his chin thoughtfully.
“love is blind, the new episode is out.”
he chuckles, his chest vibrating against your cheek as you watch him turn the tv on with the remote.
in the beginning of your relationship he wasn’t too keen on watching shows or movies like that, but the second there was some drama unfolding, he immediately got hooked and it became a thing you both did to wind down after busy days.
“wait- can you grab snacks?” you ask, looking up from his chest. you knew he couldn’t say no to you, because he looked like he had melted at the sight of your face already.
“your cravings are really going off the rails, aren’t they?” he asks, placing a kiss on your lips before slowly getting up.
“don’t see the problem!” you exclaim, looking over to see him open the kitchen cabinets and grab a bag of crisps and salty popcorn, transferring it into bowls before walking back over to you.
“here you go, for my hungry monster..” he teases, prompting you to roll your eyes playfully.
you both start watching the hour long episode, empty bowls on your lap by the end of it. though, you both don’t move from your spot on the couch, virgil’s hand soothing on your slightly aching, lower back.
“you okay?” he asks, your own hand resting on his bicep.
“back hurts a bit, baby’s getting heavy..” you mutter.
“I’m know, sorry love. do you need anything?” he asks, kissing your temple and rubbing your back more thoroughly. he had a tendency to ask what you wanted or needed, just to make sure he didn’t miss anything.
“just- can I ask you something?” you begin, holding back a grin. he’d done enough to make you feel comfortable already.
“yeah?”
“would you mind if I broke your fingers during delivery?” you chuckle, having a laugh. knowing he would probably let you squeeze the absolute life out of his hands.
“of course, during delivery you can squeeze and cuss me out all you want..” he smiles, brushing his thumb against your baby bump.
you did cuss him out, but breaking his fingers, almost…
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szobosz · 11 months
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☾ 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ☽
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smut [s] angst [a] fluff [f]
personal fave ♡
this is not for minors, this is an 18+ blog. remember, this is all fiction
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-trent alexander-arnold
the way you move, the way you feel (3.3k) [s] ♡
⋆。°✩ you love the way trent looks when he's angry
leave (0.8k) [a]
⋆。°✩ in which you and trent learn to say goodbye
let me look after you [s]
⋆。°✩ in which you're pregnant and trent looks after you
bare your soul to be (6.2k) [s, a]
⋆。°✩ after a picture of trent and his ex is sent to you, you decide to go clubbing and get drunk in an attempt to get rid of the stinging, burning betrayal. it doesn't go well...and gets even worse when your jealous boyfriend finds a guy's hands on you in said club
i like you [f]
caught wet handed [s]
⋆。°✩ your best friend walks in on you and hears you moan his name
baby baby, where are you [f] dad!trent
⋆。°✩ left being alone with your baby boy fit the first time, you find your husband on the floor crying with said baby
celebrate with you [f]
⋆。°✩ celebrating with your best friend leads to knowing looks and overdue confessions
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-joe gomez
selfish [s]♡
⋆。°✩ you apologise to joe for missing his game
take care [s]
⋆。°✩ in which you take care on joe on his birthday
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-mason mount
lessons in love i ii iii [s, f] ♡
⋆。°✩ after a bad start to the day, you meet a certain footballer in a coffee shop. you can't deny he's caught your eye, and neither can you deny yourself the pleasure of going on a date with him
don't let this be the end (2.2k) [f,a]
⋆。°✩ months of neglect has taken its toll on you. mason finds you crying at home and it's all his fault.
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-john stones
your actions have consequences, love [s]
⋆。°✩ after accidentally moaning someone else’s name during sex, john has no choice but to punish you
come quickly, and come fast with rúben dias (2k) [s]
⋆。°✩ after city win the treble, rúben and john want to let you know that you're not subtle. they know about your little crush, and they're gonna celebrate with you
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-virgil van dijk
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-jude bellingham
it’s you [f]
⋆。°✩ a night out, alcohol, and the love of your life. sometimes it’s the little things
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first time [s]
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a summer’s kiss [f]
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champagne problems [f]
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the only one for me [s]
⋆。°✩ you’re a little jealous after the hoard of thirsty comments under rúben’s pictures. he shows you who he belongs to
we don’t need a thousand words [f]
⋆。°✩ with a family and a husband in the public eye, what better way to introduce yourself to the world than to do a photo shoot with said husband?
come quickly, and come fast with john stones (2k) [s]
⋆。°✩ after city win the treble, rúben and john want to let you know that you're not subtle. they know about your little crush, and they're gonna celebrate with you
or forever hold your peace (8.6k) [f] ♡
⋆。°✩ your best friend is marrying john. as the maid of honour, it is not only your job to help the day run smoothly (and it doesn't - forcing you and rúben to spend a lot of the day together), it is also your job to bring on the gate crash.
body and soul (7.5k) [f, s] ⋆。°✩ like the wedding, your first date with rúben is an eventful, all-day affair. to say the two of you have some unfinished business is an understatement. the two of you have been craving. no, yearning, for each other for a while now.
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kissing on my tattoos (1.2k) [s]
⋆。°✩ you just can't wait for domi to settle in before you're needy for him
anything i want [s]
⋆。°✩ you and domi co-opt some champagne on his birthday
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clownboymcchucklefuck · 4 months
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Virgil Evans Analysis
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Analysis under the cut hehehe
Virgil is definitely one of my favorite yanderes just because of how deep his character is. Something about the mix of trauma and also just pure obsession and desperation go together perfectly. So first off, trauma and this man has been through some shit especially since his trauma is what makes him a yandere.
-Virgil’s Backstory:
First of all, a few days before Virgil’s tenth birthday he had an argument with his father who then had to go and visit his sister whose husband had passed away from another country and went on a plane. There was a malfunction during the flight which sadly killed Thomas. It’s pretty clear that this had a hard impact on Virgil and his childhood considering that he had to go to therapy due to his mom noticing that he coped by playing the games his father had bought him before he died in his alone time. 
In highschool he joined a track team and was the second fastest runner but then later quit since he figured that wasn't what he wanted to do for the rest of his life, his sister Sarah introduced him to theater and all this ends up showing a lot in his yandere behavior but right now we talking about traumatic backstory so shhhhhhh. He started a band with a few of his friends and it was going pretty well for him until one of his band mates started a rumor about him ‘sleeping around’ just because Virgil politely declined their love confession. Virgil got so mad that the bandmate couldn't handle the rejection that bro literally whooped their ass.
During college Virgil spent most of his time hanging out with his younger siblings and helping his mom with the house when she wasn't able to be home. He was doing very well mentally and was even considering getting himself back out there to start dating again. But one day as he sat in his house he started to question the state of his reality, That's when everything around him had started to glitch. Virgil could only watch and cry as he watched his family and everything he thought was home disintegrate and fade away in front of him. 
Leaving only him. All alone. 
-Virgil’s Yandere Behavior:
Oh dear.
Okay but as sweet and fluffy Virgil he is not one to fuck around with. I say this because I have literally asked so many questions, done so much research to say that escaping Virgil might as well be impossible. 
In that case that you do run away Virgil can 1, track you down using technology (Your phone plus other people's devices around you.) 2, will crossdress and mimic a woman's voice using his theatrical talents to gain your trust before revealing his identity and taking you back. Keep in mind that getting caught by Virgil after trying to escape also gets you the bye bye leg movement treatment where he puts you to sleep before paralyzing your legs. Also just running away period is difficult too, mf taking morning jogs and being the second faster runner in track is definitely catching my iron deficient ass.
Also you can’t hide anything from elf boy. I did send an ask because I saw some people trying to trick Virgil by revealing their plan in Spanish but since Spanish is one of the three languages Virgil speaks it didn't work. I tried the same thing but instead I used dutch. But surprise surprise even if you don't speak his languages they still go through his code and translate it for him. Also in Yoshi’s words, “he has your ip, your home address too, your government files say alot about you”. 
Virgil is always watching you. He watches everywhere you go. It doesn't matter if you're in his world or your world he can watch you. I innately thought that he could only do this through devices but no. Devices or not he always finds a way. He can also crawl through devices and you can’t stop him either. (Throw shit at him anyways though.) and this also means he can drag you back to his dimension too. 
Watches you sleep and steals your shit (Clothes) kjasnjkcnask-
He's a fae. That's a danger in itself. He can put curses and hexes on people if they have feelings for MC. But that's usually after he stalks your friend for any information to blackmail them about to get them away from MC. Same thing goes for if say a roommate is hurting MC then he’ll blackmail them to get them away from you but if they don't then he’s not afraid to take matters into his own hands. 
It is also impossible to get away from him by fighting. It’s been talked about a few times but Virgil was in alot of fights during highschool with different types of species so he definitely knows what he's doing when it comes to fighting. Virgil also doesn't feel normal pain like a human, throwback to when a ask stabbed him and he just casually said ow and pulled the knife out. He feels pain but nearly as much as a human does.
Now doing research for this theory and reading through all the WYS posts I found something and I'm shocked how much people forgot about it:
Even after death, he still knows who you are when you are a different identity.
-Overall Analysis: 
Virgil is very patient, calm and gentle with MC but at the same time he’s clearly not one to fuck with. If MC pushes the right buttons it can push him to curse MC and basically ruin their life. But that's extremely rare. He is a fae and despite being gentle and caring he can be dangerous. Whenever he paralyzes MC’s legs he doesn't know what he's done until it's already been done. A trait that is in Virgil whether it be yandere or OG he is always a caretaker, yandere Virgil however tends to have more twisted ways/delusional ways however. But at the same time he does prefer to take the more patient routes and kidnapping MC is a last resort.
Virgil is very family oriented, we can see that from his childhood, how he kept his dads necklace and how he treats his siblings. Virgil misses his family dearly and he’s clearly traumatized from the event. Something I find terrifying is that Virgil doesn't care if MC wants a relationship with him or just wants a roommate type of thing. He just doesn't want to be alone. Don’t leave him alone. You’re the only person that exists besides him. You can’t leave.
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football-and-fanfics · 8 months
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Trent Alexander-Arnold masterlist (2020 - 2023)
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These are all the imagines I have written for Trent Alexander-Arnold (links below the cut) from 2020 - 2023. For imagines written from 2024 and onwards, click here.
Last updated: 17 March 2024
Imagines posted in 2020: 💦= smut imagine
"Are you alright? You're so quiet."
Attacked by a 'fan'
"I'm fine, stop asking."
"Can you just fuck off already?!"
Snoring
"He's at the hospital."
Feeling insecure
Hiding an injury part 1 \ part 2
Comforted by a teammate (with Virgil van Dijk and Jordan Henderson)
Feeling too tired to join in festivities after a big win
Hungover
"Harder, harder..." 💦
Cuddling
Sick
Panic attack
"You scared the shit out of me."
Being his shoulder to cry on
Arguing over a board game
Snow
Stitches
"Don't tell me to calm down."
Stealing the blankets
Halloween horror movie marathon
Hangover
Getting called into the manager's office
"Sorry, I can't be quiet." 💦
"Just talk to me, please."
"It was just a dream."
"You're grumpy today."
Fear of needles
"You're staring, sweets."
"I can't do it."
"So you want it rough tonight?" 💦
Decorating the Christmas tree
Imagines posted in 2021: 💦= smut imagine
"I've missed you."
Swimming pool 💦
"You're hot when you're angry."
Photo prompt
"Get those cold feet away from me."
"Why didn't you tell anyone?"
"You're such a softie."
"If you want to talk to me, I'm here."
Falling asleep with his head in your lap
Getting threats part 1 / part 2
"Breathe."
"Let's never do that again."
Concussion
"I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice."
"I just don't like thunder."
"Shut up and make me." 💦
"Are you jealous?"
Going back to the dressing room after losing a big match
Comfort after losing a big match (with Andy Robertson)
"Whoa, don't pass out on me."
"You look like you're in pain."
"I can't do this."
Getting help from teammates in dealing with abuse on social media
"That wasn't your finest moment, no."
7-2 Loss against Aston Villa
Needing a talk with the coach
Not being able to sleep
Photo prompt
"Relax, relax, calm down."
First date
Pre-performance jitters
"I can't leave with you crying like this."
"You're cute when you're asleep."
"Shh, don't wake him."
Online abuse gets physical
"Ease up a little."
Out (with Jordan Henderson)
Imagines posted in 2022:
Falling asleep on the bus (with Andy Robertson)
Photo prompt
Photo prompt
Angry for getting substituted
Fever / sick
"Back off." (with Jordan Henderson)
Bromance Week posting #3
Exhausted (with Andy Robertson) part 1 / part 2
"I-I'm bleeding."
"I've got you, it's okay."
Dealing with poor form
The injury part 1 / part 2
Roommates (with Jordan Henderson)
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
"Guys, just let him sleep."
Red card
Imagines posted in 2023:
"How long have you been hiding this?" (The Medic)
"You definitely needed the sleep."
Advice on proposing to his girlfriend (with Jordan Henderson)
Getting named vice-captain
Knocked out during a match
Sick (with Dominik Szoboszlai)
Overheated (The Medic)
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newgait · 3 months
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Ok yall so I'm sure someone else has pointed this out but I just gotta acknowledge this thing real quick because I've got a feeling this is going to be very important later on.
So I know in FWSA we all collectively lost it Ober virgils eyeshadow changing colors (I know I did at least) but I think a thing to note is When it becomes purple.
So if we're going by the idea that when the eyeshadow is purple then it means virgil is excited/happy, then it makes for a great mood indicator to determine his feelings regarding something.
Take this scene, for instance.
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Purple eyeshadow. Virgil is Excited about nico, about the prospect of dating and being in a committed relationship with someone. He is clearly on board with the idea of Thomas and nico dating.
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Even here, the eyeshadow is purple. I expected for Virgil to be more apprehensive about that notion, but instead he's excited. I mean the idea that everything you're used to is going to permanently change would normally be a terrifying thought, especially for the physical embodiment of anxiety, but going by his eyeshadow, he's Happy about that.
In fact, from what I've seen, almost every side has shown support towards thomas dating nico, at least the ones who have mentioned him before. That being said, there is one side who has shown some hesitation about it, one who was uncertain.
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It's more noticeable in the video itself from his voice that patton is unsure about nico. Logan was intrigued by nico and curious about his interests, roman is eager to take the next step, and virgils only criticism is about romans excessively eager attitude.
Here, patton can only say that "he seems nice". Patton, the heart, the core of Thomas's feelings, is unsure about nico.
If the others want for thomas to be happy with nico at all, they're going to need to get to the bottom of what it is that's got patton so concerned, because right now, it doesn't look like his heart is in it.
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rose-thorn · 7 months
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tma!sanders sides au bc i’ve been brainrotting over this for the past several days
(@wobblystrawberry helped a lot with this [hiiii])
Remus:
- The Corruption
- the bastard that made me start this whole thing (wanted to make The Stinky Trash Bastard Man, Stinky Trash Bastard Man Squared and it sorta just went from there)
- known as The Duke of The Crawling Rot
- raided the magnus institute with Jane Prentiss (where he meets Logan, they probably start dating sometime in the AU) (both Remus and Prentiss wore raggedy red dresses and Roman got pissy about Remus stealing his color)
- dating Janus and living with him + Annabelle Cane (more on her later)
Roman:
- The Desolation
- known as The Prince of Total Desolation/The Prince of Devastation
- was The Lightless Flame’s attempt to salvage the idea of having a Messiah and all the work that was put into that (a failed attempt at that)
- a lot of “he hurts everyone close to him because of the intensity of his love for them (“also he can’t touch anyone without burning them alive)” going on with him
- him and Jude Perry are lesbian/gay hostility (also Jude pretty much HATES Roman because he’s quite literally the “replacement” for the woman she loved) but sometimes have their moments of coexistence
- him and Virgil have something going on but it isn’t clear to anyone (including me) what exactly it is
speaking of…
Virgil:
- The Dark
- it was close between The Dark and The End but ultimately I went for The Dark
- ascended to Avatar-hood earliest out of everyone else (at like something between 14-17 idk)
- much more on the human-ish end of the spectrum (main thing is his eyes, i’ll drop the design soon i promise)
- Janus (who’ll i get to next) was like a mentor/older sibling figure for him, and tried to get him to become an avatar of The Web (is still trying to do so) which is why 1) Virgil is still closely tied to spiders, and 2) mostly why Virgil Does Not Like Janus
- Virgil still has a pet tarantula that Janus had given him, he’s tried to muster up the will to kill her or get rid of her more times than he can count now, to cut off his ties with The Web, but he just can’t bring himself to do it
- him and gerry (who i’ve decided doesn’t die in this au and instead becomes a fully realized Beholding Avatar) are close friends and most of their interactions go something like:
“You fell in love with the fucking personification of insanity and lies" "big talk for a guy with a crush on the biggest bitch of a fancy dumpster fire" "fuck you" "fuck you" "so you're trying to tell me you didn't name yourself after gerard way?" "i didnt" "bullshit, i bet you heard 'mama' and immediately took his name" (gerry’s trans in this, i make the rules)
- Virgil used to be friends with Julia Montauk before someone got jealous and tipped her off that Virgil’s an avatar (they get less toxic later i promise okay?)
- also he’s sorta friends with oliver banks, they have these “oh hey, it’s you” acquaintances and sometimes sit down to catch up like:
“how’s it going with your vast boyfriend? (mike crew)” “oh yeah a Hunter cop shot him he had to pretend to be dead while Buried for a bit but he’s doing better now, tea?” “how’s your bf in the red?” “my what.” “y’know the Lightless Flame’s Messiah 2.0?” “MOTHERFUCKING ROMAN??”
Janus:
- The Web
- okay yes The Spiral is literally the fear of deception, and yes Janus is literally called “Deceit” but this fits him better imo
- he/she Janus because fuck it
- as i said, tried to get Virgil to become a Web Avatar, still trying, how well this is working out for her is up for debate
- he is pulling all the strings possible to keep Virgil far away from The People’s Church of The Divine Host as possible (whether this is out of genuine care and fear for how being in a literal cult would affect Virgil’s wellbeing or a want to keep Virgil’s connection to The Dark as possible… that’s also up for debate)
- has severe scarring on the entire right side of her face, how did that happen? basically, Mary Keay wanted to test to make sure the Leitner skin book was real, so she hired janus (who also brought Virgil, and that’s how gerry and Virgil met) to help with that, long story short, she then backstabbed him and tried to skin him alive. janus got away but let’s just say she’s pretty damn lucky Virgil was there to get him to a hospital
- dating Remus (and eventually Logan) and lives with Remus + Annabelle Cane
- Speaking of Annabelle Cane, one day while Remus and Janus were just cuddling on the couch, Annabelle just walked in, said “We’re a colony now”, and set up in the spare bedroom s5 style and Janus + Remus were just like “oh-kay?” and went on with their day
- if you’ve ever seen that one “passive aggressive roommate” song on youtube, that’s Janus and Annabelle. both are the passive aggressive roommate.
- spider limbs from his back as well as the several hands thing because why the hell not, it works
Patton:
- The Eye
- mainly the being judged/having your secrets exposed aspects (because in sander sides he is literally the judge over thomas’ morality, his job is to watch over thomas’ actions and tell him whether or not he’s a good person)
- certain people make eye contact with with him and Know that he Knows all the bad things they’ve done, and feel the compulsion to spill their guts, once they start, they cannot stop no matter how hard they try
- after the fact, his victims find a teddy bear sitting on their bed that always seems to be Watching them no matter where they go
- works at The Magnus Institute, where he meets Logan, who, during his transition to becoming an avatar, was one of his biggest supports, since he was going through the same thing, they start dating after a while, and by the time of the Prentiss + Remus attack, they’re engaged (they both fully ascend only a few months after their wedding)
- [insert patton having a moral crisis because he doesn’t want to be a monster that feeds off of people’s fear but he has to and part of him likes it wow this is reminding me of a certain other Beholding Avatar]
- idk how it happens but he still becomes a father figure for Virgil somehow, i’ll figure out specifics eventually
Logan:
- The Vast
- while i absolutely love Beholding!Logan hear me out. the fear of insignificance works so well here.
- he started working at The Magnus Institute a year or two before Patton (and five or six years before the Prentiss + Remus attack)
- i cannot overstate how everyone in the au thinks he’s Beholding: Jon thinks he’s Beholding, Gertrude thought he was Beholding, Gerry, who canonically has an ability to tell if people are marked by an avatar and who, for the purposes of this au is an avatar of The Eye, thinks he’s Beholding, motherfucking Elias/Jonah thinks he’s Beholding, Virgil, Janus, Annabelle, everyone thinks he’s Beholding EXCEPT Remus, who just knows for some reason (at one point when Patton and Logan got engaged Remus was like “damn patton you’re so committed to the eye, wouldn’t have figured you’d marry a vast avatar.” “a what”)
- to be fair, he was like 0.5 seconds away from becoming an Eye Avatar then BOOM BITCH VAST JUMPSCARE (The Eye is immensely bitter) and is partially Eye-aligned
- when Patton and Logan started dating, Logan just kinda assumed that Patton knew he was a Vast avatar
- after Patton learns, the convo goes something like “but- you work with the institute? how are you an avatar of the vast?” “i still need to eat, patton, and rent in central london is not cheap.”“huh.”
- Logan has a tie that Patton got him after learning he was a Vast avatar, the tie has a blue sky that fades into a deeper blue at the top, has some clouds and birds scattered around, and has a colorful sunset at the bottom, he wore that to their wedding and every day after
- there is healthy communication between all parties when Logan starts dating Remus and Janus as well
- probably levitates elias/jonah over the edge of a building for threatening/traumatizing Patton at some point, Elias had no clue that Logan was a Vast avatar until that moment (self-made blind spot, like the one he had around Martin being a threat)
- Jon and Logan would be friends. they just would.
- Logan’s probably the one who convinces Virgil to go to therapy
that’s most of what i have right now, i will probably continue to talk about these bastards + post the designs
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Okay hear me out 🤭
Reader and virgil have been dating a little while. They had THE talk before but never really did something. Reader is shy and innocent (has had sex before but never given a bj) so when it comes down to the act, she gets scared because of how big he is (call him big virg for a reason) him noticing and just guiding her through it.
With phrase 35 & 55
- vvd anon
combining this^ with another ask: virgil and blowjob smut🙏🙏he is BIG virg like that man is so huge and his aura is so dominant… anything with him 
prompts: “you’re so filthy… all this for me? how cute.” + “gonna ruin all that pretty makeup” 
His hand pulling your hair away from your face, your hands resting on his thighs as you looked at him. "Virg, there's no way." You looked up at him and he smiles.
"You can take it, love. Just got slow." He moves his hand, his knuckles brushing over your cheek. "Use your hands, go nice and slow."
"Open.” He tells you. Your brows furrow, cheeks red and your eyes fixed on anything but him.
He holds your chin, pulling your focus back to him. “I said open your mouth.” 
Without hesitation, your mouth opens and you’re looking up at him once again. Virgil slaps your tongue with his cock softly, waiting for a reaction. The slight curve of your lips was enough for him to know it was okay. A hand tangled in your hair, pulling and pushing you, setting the pace. 
The stifled gag was enough for him to pull back, giving you a moment to catch your breath. 
“I’ve never..” you let out a breath, eyes watery as you try to blink away the tears. “Is it okay? Am I doing it right?” you hesitantly ask. 
"You're perfect," he tells you. “You’re so filthy… all this for me? how cute, do you know that?”
The praise hits you straight in the core, your hand wrapping around what can't fit in your mouth. Virgil's eyes fixed on you and his head tips back when your cheeks hallow, your tongue swirling over the tip of his cock.
"Fuck," he breathes, "gonna ruin all that pretty makeup, hm?" He glances down at you, you're looking up at him through your lashes, earning a smile from your boyfriend.
“You’re doing so good for me, you’re perfect.” He tells you, his free hand wiping the saliva away from your chin.
Virgil's hips buck, your nose brushing against him. He tugs on your hair, pushing you down just enough to take all of him, you can feel his cum on your tongue.
You pull off of him with a pop, Virgil lets out a breath and pulls you up, letting you settle on his lap before he kisses you.
"You did so well for me," he rubs your side, earning a smile.
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bitterlycursedstars · 4 months
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Hey! I hope you're doing well! I've been scrolling the DMC tag for a while and love your writing! That said... I was wondering if I could get Dante and Virgil head canons for the differences between dating them when they're younger like in the first few games vs when they're older like the lar couple of game.ps, I just think it's would be interesting to see how being a relationship with them would change with their age/maturity
First of all, thank you so much! I love when people enjoy my writing!
Second, forgive me if this isn't to your liking, I've only played 3, 4, and 5, and I'm more of a Vergil girl 😅
(you're actually my first ask, so I'm not used to this)
DMC3 Dante-
•would smack your ass in public
•would hit on you, no matter where you are
•would appreciate it if you don't shoot him in the head, babe
•would trip you on purpose just to be able to catch you and smirk at you "Heh. Looks like you really fell for me, huh?"
•would pursue you until you fell for his charm, if you didn't immediately
•knows you love when he walks around the office shirtless
DMC3 Vergil-
•would be uncomfortable showing PDA, including hand-holding, so you would more than likely just walk beside each other in public
•would be terrified of getting close to you because of what happened to his mother, so you'd be kept at arm's length
•would be extremely hesitant to trust you for a while, and come off as cold and uncaring, when he simply doesn't know how to love or be loved
•when you did earn his trust, he'd teach you how to wield your own weapon so you're not defenseless against lesser demons
•but good luck getting out of his sight long enough to actually fight anything your own
DMC5 Dante-
•would wear your bra/thong just to mess with you
•would give you your own personal strip tease in the bedroom
•sends you dirty sexts in the middle of the afternoon, just so you have something to look forward to that night
•if he knows you're really busy, especially at work, expect to get nudes
•if you use guns or swords, he falls that much harder for you
•rides his motorcycle everywhere with you just so he can feel your arms wrapped tightly around his waist
•would pull you close to him by your waist to give you surprise kisses on your cheek
DMC5 Vergil-
•much more at ease than his foolish little brother, preferring to sit down with a good book and a cup of hot tea
•would read William Blake to you from his book of poems, especially if you're sleepy
•would be much more comfortable with hand-holding in public
•would occasionally give you a forehead kiss in public, since he'll more than likely tower over you at 6'5" (195cm)
•would give one cold look to anyone who dare look your way for longer than necessary, and Sparda help them if they hit on you
•please give this demon a hug, because he just wants to be protected and loved, darling
•definitely the little spoon, despite his height
•wants you to stay out of the devil hunting business, because it would destroy him if he lost you too
•pretends he doesn't make dad jokes, but he definitely does
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typically-untypical · 4 months
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Past Judgements
AU: Lawyers
CW: None that I'm aware of
WC: 1515
Date: 12/1/2023
As a public defender, it was Virgil's job to make sure everyone on his caseload was given a fair trial. He wanted to make sure everyone got a chance, especially those who couldn't afford to hire a fancy lawyer. Unfortunately, all of that was easier said then done. His caseload grew by the day and the people he helped were often not forthcoming with the truth. How could he blame them, a lot of the people he was trying to help had been torn down by a system that wasn't designed to protect them. It was a fight to convince them that he was on their side, that he wasn't there to make them look bad but rather to help them out. Sometimes, with time and effort, he could get the truth out, but he just didn't have the time. 
Straightening his purple tie, he waited for the officer to buzz him into the facility. Today's meeting was with one 'Janus Hennily', a name Virgil was surprised to see again. He had known Janus when he was younger, a student at his high school who was full of sarcasm and trickery. Janus had been... not necessarily a bully, but he certainly wasn't going to be the one who stepped in when someone was being bullied. He was more of the 'walk away and not get involved' type. Virgil wondered where that Janus had ended up. He had seemed intelligent but they had never really been friends. He had been hot though.
"Ah, Virgil Black, aren't you a sight for sore eyes. Looks like you ran off and became a lawyer. Good for you." The smooth voice echoed in Virgil's mind, it was deeper than it used to be, rougher around the edges like it had actually seen time and hardship.
Vigil's grip tightened on his briefcase, "Janus, so it is you. I'm surprised you got caught with all your running away." There was no reason for him to be so hostile, but Janus brought back high school memories; memories of him being too weak to protect himself, too weak to take care of what he needed to take care of. High school hadn't been a good time for him.
Janus put his hand to his chest, the chains around his wrists and ankles jingling as he moved. "Me, a runner, never. You should know I'm not one for physical exercise if I can avoid it. It seems like you're good at jumping to conclusions though. Were you surprised to see me here or did you expect this was where I'd end up?"
Though his face had changed, his smirk hadn't. The new scars only deepened its terrifying nature. When Janus smirked it seemed like he knew all of the secrets of the world and he was just waiting for everyone else to catch up. Too bad Virgil had seen him be a total dork in high school and that smirk lost some of its power.
With a sigh, Virgil sat down, putting his briefcase on the table. "What did you do, Janus?"
"Rude as always. Isn't it your job to prove I didn't, or do I need to ask for other counsel. It seems you already have prejudices against me." Maybe Virgil was just imagining it but it felt like Janus was actually hurt. That wasn't Virgil's intention. Honestly, he didn't know what his emotional intention was, but he knew what his job was.
"I'm here to help, and I'll do it, I just need you to be straight with me, why are you in chains?"
"Be straight? Good luck with that, I haven't been straight since Remus showed me his parents’ copy of the 1990's Mummy movie, but I can be bi with you." Janus leaned back, looking Virgil up and down. This was the worst part, people trying to avoid answering questions by deflecting or saying something shocking. 
"You're avoiding the question." Virgil scowled and Janus rolled his eyes.
"And you're not an ounce of fun. I was being honest with you, I didn't do anything, nothing illegal at least. I was at a protest, which is a protected right I would like to add, and I was arrested under charges of 'disturbing the peace', however, we weren't chanting, we weren't blocking traffic, we did everything by the book and yet we were still arrested, a true travesty." His voice wavered on sarcastic but there was something more behind it, something that hinted that Janus was tired. Virgil didn't want to get soft for this guy. Janus had run away when Virgil needed help back in school and a guy like that wasn't the protest type.
"Come on, they wouldn't keep you if they didn't think they had more on you than that. I've read through the file but something is missing. I need you to tell me what I'm not seeing or I can't help." Virgil wished Janus would just answer his question. He was the other man's lawyer, he had client attorney privileges. He wasn't going to tell anyone because that would be very much against his rules. Janus had to know this, he was the type of guy who had reveled in the details and loopholes he could get around, but he didn't seem to be reveling right now.
His shoulders had dropped and he was looking up at the ceiling. "The cop that arrested me... we have a history," Janus whispered, suddenly sitting up. "Do you know how embarrassing it is to be caught by the same pig twice, especially when the second time he had a vendetta."
"But your file doesn't-"
"I got him on a police battery charge, it was dropped and we settled out of court but he was put on suspension 2 years ago. Apparently he was let back on for 'good behavior'. When I was able to, I had it taken off my record. I don't like people being able to trace me easily. Plus, people get weird when the background check shows charges, even if they were dismissed. For fucks sake, I'm probably going to lose my job over this which means I will still feel the consequences of his actions even if they let me go. Congrats to him, officer piggy still wins, even if you manage to get me out of this." Janus sighed and did his best to put on a smile, leaning toward Virgil, "So what now, lawyer man?"
Virgil was taken back by the sudden shift from honesty to flippantness. It was almost like he could see through Janus' facade for a brief moment, but then it was gone and he could only remember the kid in high school who’d run when he needed help. It was hard to remember that people changed, but Janus had apparently changed, at least a little bit. 
"Alright, I'll look into it. If we can prove he was discriminating against you then we can seek damages. It won't get you your job back but it might get you a bit of reparations for your lost time." Doing things like this always made Virgil a little on edge. He needed to prove that not only was Janus innocent, but he had been targeted because of his past with a previous officer. "Is there anything else you want me to know before I leave?" Virgil was already starting to pack up his stuff, moving his notes into his briefcase as he started to stand. He was expecting a teasing comment or some snide remark, but he wasn't expecting Janus' quiet sincere voice.
"You grew up well, handsome, successful. I wish I had gone after you in high school."
Virgil froze in his place, completely taken off guard by Janus' confession. "You ran away when I was being bullied, I wouldn't have gone for you."
"Fair enough, but if it helps, I ran to get a teacher. No sense in having both of our faces slammed into the dirt. I'm not certain if you know this or not, but I have very little athletic ability."
Virgil snorted, shaking his head and grabbing his briefcase. "I remember, well maybe if we can prove your innocence, you can ask me out."
"You don't already have someone?" Janus looked surprised and Virgil smiled at something genuine flashing in his face. 
Virgil shook his head, "I changed my last name, but it's in memoriam. I lost my mother five years ago, Black was her maiden name."
"Oh," Janus reached out, stopped by his chains so he just sat back. "I'm sorry to hear that, I remember her being a pretty nice lady."
"Yeah, she was. She's why I wanted to be a lawyer."
"Well then, I owe my freedom to her."
"That's if we win." Virgil responded and Janus just smirked again.
"We have to, otherwise I won't be able to take you on a date."
Virgil blushed, turning and leaving as quickly as he could. He had a rule of not dating criminals, but if he proved Janus was unjustly detained, then he wasn't a criminal, right?
Right.
Tag List: @simplestoryteller @fantasticfangirl21 @joylessnightsky @glacierruler @tsspromptmonth
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gumnut-logic · 12 days
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Sweetapple Slice 5
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Alexander Sweetapple series
@idontknowreallywhy asked:
What kind of music does your character enjoy?
...and the boys didn't really answer it very well. It got tied up in one of the other questions and didn't answer that either, but whatever. Have 2000 words of tired Virgil, meddling Gords, and an Alex who finally has an idea of what he's gotten himself into...and honestly, he doesn't mind at all.
Many thanks to @onereyofstarlight who read part of this before bed tonight, but afterwards it took a left turn at Alberqueque and ended up here. Also thanks go to @katblu42 for joining in the plot sparking late this afternoon.
I would also like to especially thank the wonderful group of Thunderfam who keep egging me on to write more Sweetapple. I hope you're having fun with what you're inspiring ::hugs the lot of you::
I hope you enjoy :D
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It had been a long rescue and honestly Virgil was tired despite it being only the middle of the afternoon. But he owed Alex a visit as this was the third time he had had to bug out on a planned get together. It was habit he couldn’t fight, but he could at least apologise.
Gordon, of course, knew Virgil had missed another date due to his job and had been nagging him to go down to Māhia and ‘kiss Alex’s face off’ to make up for it.
Somehow this action involved his fish brother coming along, apparently to watch?
Well, his brother’s motivations were his own, generally kind of trustworthy, and Virgil was too tired to care.
All he wanted was to see his boyfriend, make sure he hadn’t screwed anything up permanently, and maybe share a hug and a kiss that could help make everything better.
He didn’t take Two, instead being a good non-disturbing-neighbourly type and flew down in Tracy Two instead.
It took far too long in comparison.
Gordon was as tired as Virgil, but in contrast was much more chirpy and somewhat annoying. Why was he coming anyway?
Virgil reached out and touched the thermos containing a brew from the coffee station on Two and couldn’t help but smile at the thought.
Gordon eyed him but didn’t say a thing.
They landed on the strip with much less fanfare than a Thunderbird, and, stashing the personal jet, both brothers began the walk to the central facility.
“How are you feeling?”
Virgil frowned, fiddling with the jacket he had folded over one arm. “Fine. Why?”
“Well, you have been heavy lifting for most of the day. Can’t a bro ask how his brother is feeling?”
Virgil stopped and stared at Gordon for a moment. “Did you come all the way down here just to keep an eye on me? I’ve been through medical, Gords.” It was both frustrating and loveable of him.
“I just wanted to make sure you made it safe.” He grinned. “And you know, when you decide to stay the night, I can fly the plane back for you.” Gordon was wiggling his eyebrows with plenty of implication.
Virgil hit him with his jacket.
Turning he increased his pace towards the main buildings, ignoring his brother.
Gordon snorted behind him and ran to catch up. “Things are going great with you two, aren’t they?”
“Gordon.”
“Hey, I reserve the right to care about you.”
Virgil sighed and stopped again. “Gordon.”
“Okay, okay, I know you’re pretty private about this stuff, and honest, I’m not making fun of you. I just want to make sure you’re happy.”
Virgil reached out and placed a hand on his little brother’s shoulder. “Everything is fine. I’m happy. I promise. I’m just a little tired today.”
“Gee, I wonder why. It’s not like you lifted seventeen tonnes of concrete off a class of school children this morning or anything.”
“Gordon!”
But his little brother was staring at him, something soft in his eyes. “C’mon, let’s get you hooked up with your man. Maybe he’ll let you use his bubble bath machine.” Gordon wrapped an arm around one of Virgil’s and began walking him up the path towards the lab buildings.
A grunt and Virgil found himself just doing as he was told.
God, he was tired.
Wait a minute.
“How do you know about the bubble bath machine?!”
Gordon cackled and kept dragging him forward.
-o-o-o-
They ran into Erica just outside Alex’s lab. ‘Ran into’ actually as she stepped in front of both of them physically forcing them to stop.
Virgil opened his mouth to question, but Erica held up a finger to her lips and he swallowed instead.
She led them up to Alex’s lab and quietly opened the door, grinning at them both, again indicating they should be quiet.
Down the hall and into the first of the labs…
Alex had his back to them, obviously working at his laptop…well, kind of working. The man was not sitting down, he was on his feet, dancing, a large pair of headphones on his head. The view was…inspiring and lifted Virgil’s mood mightily, but that wasn’t all.
Alex was singing.
It was obviously a rendition of ‘How Far I’ll Go’ from the Disney musical Moana, but the voice that was often frantic or studied in design, was focussed, on key, and honestly just good.
Wow.
A sound from Virgil’s right and he found Gordon fit to blow a gasket in suppressed laughter. Erica’s eyes were dancing with mirth.
His eyes flicked back to Alex as the engineer wiggled all his bits, one arm gesturing towards some horizon only he could see.
Another sound leaked out of his fish brother.
Virgil turned and, with the strength of his eyebrows, hustled both Gordon and Erica out of the room. Enough glare threatened Gordon into sensibility and his little brother sobered into a genuine smile.
Enough that Virgil trusted him to keep quiet long enough for him to be threatened later at least. Then he shut the door quietly in both their faces.
Turning back to Alex, he was relieved to see that he was still dancing and oblivious to their invasion.
Virgil wasn’t sure whether to make his presence known, or just sit down and enjoy the show.
He should do the former, but he actually did the latter and, putting down the thermos and his jacket, sat down on a nearby chair and watched.
Alex wasn’t a physical man. He liked long walks on beaches and he did keep himself trim and healthy, something Virgil could definitely appreciate. But he didn’t visit the gym or play any sport. Engineering was his passion and a passion Virgil shared with him, but while rescues, medicine, music and art also shared Virgil’s brain, Alex had never mentioned any hobbies other than his passion for engineering. His focus gave him his brilliance.
Yet, here he was singing, and singing well. It was obvious his voice had been trained at some point because it was just good.
The musician in Virgil fell in love all over again.
The rest of him didn’t mind the dancing either.
But Alex must’ve caught a whiff of the coffee in the thermos and spun around. “Virgil!”
The way his face lit up when Alex said his name would never grow old.
“Hey.” He pushed himself off the chair and his body groaned at him. Okay, a bit stiff from earlier, surprise, surprise.
“Are you okay?” The headphones were flung to one side and the engineer was hurrying over.
Virgil held up a hand. “I’m fine.” He finally straightened. “But you, where did you learn to sing like that?”
Alex’s eyes widened and his face went through several shades of red before deciding on an embarrassed pink. “You heard that?”
Virgil didn’t hesitate, wrapping his arms around him in reassurance. “I did. Your voice is good. Where did you train?”
“Uh, choir in school?”
“What? Really?”
Alex shrugged. “Okay, I admit, Mum did get a tutor in and they said I could have done something with my voice.” Another shrug. “Engineering was more fun.”
Virgil stared up at him. “You still could.”
A grin. “Engineering is still more fun.”
“So you don’t take requests?”
“Oh, that depends who’s asking.” An exaggerated sniff of the air. “And if he brought his opera-inducing coffee with him.”
“Oh, we’re talking coffee bribery now?” He reached for the thermos.
“Uh-huh.” Alex drew him in closer. “Gotta have my coffee, after all.”
A scuffle at the door and Gordon poked his head in. “Hey, Alex!” Erica appeared next to him, apparently attempting to yank the aquanaut out of the room…with no success.
“Gordon!” Alex said it with surprise.
Virgil said it with frustration.
“Hey, just letting your boy know that you are tired and in need of a little TLC.”
Virgil took a step forward.
“Well, it’s not like you’re going to tell him, is it? Alex, he over did it this morning. Lifted several too many tonnes.” Gordon held up a hand, his face sober. “He’s okay, I promise. No injuries. Just exhausted and aching, if I read my Virgil right.”
Virgil put everything into his glare.
Gordon ignored him.
“He needs a little looking after, is what I’m trying to say, Alex. And I know you are the man for the job.” Gordon offered a soft smile. “The only man for the job.”
Virgil looked between Alex and his fish brother and it was obvious something he was unaware of was being communicated.
Alex smiled just a little. “FAB.”
“Thanks, Alex.” Gordon waved to the both of them. “You’ve got a great voice there, Apples, and those hip wiggles are to die for!”
Virgil moved, but Gordon was out the door and gone.
He let his shoulders drop, turning slowly to face his boyfriend. “I feel I am going to spend the rest of my life apologising for my brothers.”
Alex was in his space rubbing his shoulders, his hands sliding down Virgil’s arms until his hands caught fingers. “He’s Gordon. You’ve said it yourself; he only bites the ones he loves.” An exhale. “Now, apparently I work flexitime. Which means I can stop work and attend to the ones I love, making the time up later.”
Virgil snorted. “At this point, I think Tracy Industries owes you time rather than the reverse. Erica was very adamant the last time she dobbed you in.”
“What?!”
As if called by name, Erica stuck her head through the door. “It was 3am! For the second night running!” Pink pigtails bobbed in indignation.
“Erica!”
It was probably the exhaustion, but Virgil found himself giggling. Hysteria, maybe?
“You were walking into doors!”
“Erica, for goodness sake!”
“Leaving. Gonna go talk with Mr Tracy and maybe do some math on those hours of yours.”
“For the love of-“
Virgil was still giggling. Definitely hysteria. He sat down on the chair again.
“As I was saying…” Alex paused as if waiting for anyone else who had an opinion on the matter to rudely interrupt.
There was silence.
“As I was saying…” Alex dropped an arm around Virgil’s back and rubbed gently. “Want to come back to my place?”
“Always.” His voice was more breath than anything else, caught between the wheeze of laughter and the exhaustion that was determined to have its way with him sooner or later.
Standing up again proved the point as everything creaked.
Gordon apparently knew how to read his Virgil.
A small smile at his brother’s terminology. He really did mean well.
“C’mon, you can have exclusive use of the bubble bath machine.”
“Exclusive?” Virgil looked up at Alex as the engineer led him out of the lab. “Not going to join me?”
“I haven’t been given any coffee yet.”
Virgil slipped out from under his arm, darted back into the lab, and grabbed the thermos. Puffing just a little, he jogged back to Alex and handed him the coffee. “Here.”
“I was kidding!” But Alex took the thermos anyway and wrapped his arm around Virgil’s shoulders again, pulling him close. “Let’s get you out of prying eyes so we can get into the TLC of the deal, okay?”
“I’m fine, Alex.”
“Then you can enjoy it even more, can’t you.”
As Alex herded him out towards the residential block, Virgil caught sight of Erica and Gordon talking in a corner and had the distinct feeling something had been planned. That somehow he had been cornered.
And perhaps Alex, too.
But as he was led through the familiar apartment front door while Alex listed off the contents of the latest Engineering Weekly, Virgil found that he really didn’t mind at all.
He could sit with the man he loved, maybe fall asleep in his arms, listening to his wonderful voice, and let the day slip away.
He closed his eyes.
A soft kiss to his forehead. He found himself in front of Alex’s sofa.
“Sit down, love, and rest.”
Drawing Alex into his arms, he lowered both of them down and rested his head on his shoulder.
He closed his eyes.
“Okay.”
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formulalfc · 3 months
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Reader is Liverpool's photographer, Trent is flirting with her but she doesn't get the hints. Finally he just confesses and they start dating but don't tell the boys and staff. One day during media day, Trent kisses her out of habit infront of everyone.
it had been so so long since trent had started dropping hints to you and he got so tired of it that one day he just blurts it out to you when you're sitting on your lunch break talking. you of course were delighted as you had been crushing on him ever since you started working at liverpool fc as a photographer. and so you guys started dating, not letting anyone else know because you didn't know how it would affect your job and you both wanted to make sure it was serious before you put your job on the line. it was media day just before the season started up again and you had been taking some pictures of trent, virgil, and mo but you had just finished with them and were sending them over to one of the other photographers to do some different shots of them. out of instinct trent leans over and gives you a quick peck on the lips, neither of you realising what you had done until virg and mo starting pointing at you both and exclaiming. the last minute caught up with you both as you stared at each other with wide eyes, jurgen came over to see what the shouting was about. virg told him what had happened and jurgen started to belly laugh, saying he was glad you guys were finally telling people about it to which you and trent asked him how on earth he knew. jurgen telling you that the heart eyes you give each other told him all you needed to know.
inbox is open send me some ramble requests <3
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ashtonisvibing · 8 months
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as a kid remus didn't at all understand that kisses = romantic gesture (in society's eyes, obviously). he just gave his bestest friend virgil kisses all the time without ever thinking of them as anything other than platonic (it's the autism + being a lovequeer aro)
cut to roman, who's already caught up on society's views on romance, seeing remus and virgil kiss a lot. cut to him now being quite angry because wtf how did his rat bastard of a brother get a partner before he did-???
i imagine the confrontation went like this:
roman, quite angry: i can't believe you got a partner before me-! remus: ........ wut- roman: you're dating virgil-!! remus: ......... no i'm not-?? roman: wh- but i just saw you kiss them! remus, now extremely confused: yeah-??? cuz we're friends-??? do you not have friends, ro-??? roman: roman: [windows error noise]
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Remus kisses up Virgil’s neck to his lips whenever he’s drunk
Virgil thinks it’s cute and lets him !!
Y E S!!! Even when intoxicated the chaotic Duke knows his Emo needs his smooches XD Bonus points: Ree consistently hits on Vee when he's drunk despite them dating like
Remus: You're hot! *hiccups* Do you have a boyfriend?
Virgil *holds back from laughing* Yes I do actually
Remus: Damn it! *hiccups* I'm gonna kick his ass to win you over!
Virgil: *holding back from laughing* I'm sure you will
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jsprnt · 2 months
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Healing Hearts PT. 18 | Virgil van Dijk
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Would a fresh start bring you more than just a new job?
A/N: I’m back! Still a little sick but we push through. Life’s been hectic lately with uni applications and exams. Even so we’re almost reaching the end of the story. 😭 please don’t forget to leave a note <3
WC: 3.405
Summary: Y/N L/N is a very skilled and praised physiotherapist. A certain event pushing her for a fresh start, as a physiotherapist for Liverpool FC. One question always being in the back of her mind: Will she be able to let go of her past and allow herself to experience new things?
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"I'm sorry mom, it hasn't been that long even. So I wanted to keep it private, but you know how it unfolded."
I hear her sigh, accompanied by the sound of the TV in the background.
"y/n, we are your parents. Couldn't you have said a single thing?"
"I wanted to but the way you've been adamant on me getting back with that piece of shit. I didn't think you'd even be happy with it." I try to reason, nervously chewing on my bottom lip.
"No, we would be happy."
"What do you mean? You've been talking my ear off about him when you call, even in my dreams! You show up and scold me about it, in my dreams mom."
"Look I said all of that, and I realize maybe I shouldn't have. Just thought that would be the best for everyone!"
"Everyone mom? Really? You don't even know some of the things that happened in between us!"
I hear her sigh again, hearing footsteps, assuming she's walking around the house.
"I'm just disappointed to hear that my daughter is dating someone from my friends, and not my own daughter."
"If I told you last time I was home. You and dad would be fine with it?"
"Yes.”
"You're being serious?" I ask, confused by her change of opinion.
"Obviously, your dad has been bragging about you since he heard it."
I raise my brow in curiosity, sitting up from the sofa.
"What do you mean?"
"He's been getting calls left and right. His friends asking about you and your- boyfriend."
"Oh- what is he saying?"
"He cuts them off when they ask about your boyfriend. Ignores the questions and changes the topic to how good of a physiotherapist you are."
“Mom, you don’t have to pretend-”
"Of course not! He hasn't stopped talking about you."
This gives me a great feeling of relief, like huge weight was lifted off my chest.
"So, what I'm getting is. You both aren't mad about me dating someone else? Just mad I didn't tell you?"
I hear her hum, and a smile forms on my face.
"You won't bring up my ex or anything?"
"That's in the past now."
"Promise? You won’t mix him with any of our business anymore?”
"You have my word on this. I promise."
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"Grandma! Are you in the back!" Virgil shouts as we enter the familiar restaurant, shoving the spare key into his pocket. The place silent apart from the ticking clock on the wall.
"She must be, let's go and look." I say, dragging Virgil further inside the place.
"Grandma?" I call out, opening the door to the kitchen.
"You're here just in time. Take one!" She exclaims, walking towards us with a platter of sugar cookies.
"These smell amazing. Just a second, let us wash our hands." I reply, walking over to the sink, smelling the sweetness of the cookies.
"Come on now hurry." She urges, finally handing one to Virgil and me.
We thank her, popping the buttery goodness into our mouths.
"I need the recipe, please.” I mumble, covering my full mouth with my hand.
I hear chuckle as she goes to put the platter down, turning towards me.
"I will teach you of course." She smiles, taking her apron off.
"When is the delivery coming? Eleven again?" Virgil chimes in, taking off his jacket.
"Yes, let's have some coffee together until then."
I go to take off my own jacket, hanging it up on the coat rack before returning.
"I'll make the coffee!" I announce, fixing my sweater.
I walk up to the coffee machine, grabbing the bag of roasted coffee beans from the cabinet and filling up the machine with it.
"Grandma what do you want to drink?"
"A cappuccino for me."
I hum, grabbing a mug from the cabinet and filling the milk compartment with fresh milk. Clicking the right button, I watch the foamy milk mix with the black coffee.
I suddenly feel strong arms wrap around me from behind, looking back to see Virgil. His chin resting on my shoulder.
"What do you want to drink?" I ask, returning to grab another mug.
"Cappuccino for me as well." He says, and I go to push the button. Hearing the machine start grinding the beans as I adjust the strength of the coffee aroma.
I turn in his hold, looking at him as I lean against the counter. His hand coming up to my cheek.
"What?" I ask, seeing his eyes roam over my face. His thumb rubbing on my cheekbone.
"Just taking in your face before I have to leave you for a while."
"Oh come on. You'll be fine, you act like we won’t see each other for a month." I tease, laughing at him.
The coffee machine beeping brings my attention back to preparing the coffee, making me turn away.
"Here, I'll make mine now." I say, looking around to see grandma not in the kitchen anymore.
"Where did she go?" I ask, pressing the latte macchiato button.
"I'll go look." He says, leaving the kitchen.
I hear a grunt a couple of minutes later, watching Virgil walk into the kitchen with a huge bag of flour in his arms.
"Delivery is here already?"
"Yeah, came a little early this time."
"Well should I help you?" I say, stepping towards the door as I watch him leave.
"No, it's fine just have coffee with grandma until I'm done."
"Are you sure?" I press on, following him.
He turns around, hands on my back as he leans in to peck my forehead. Lips touching my skin with upmost tenderness.
"I'm sure, go ahead." He murmurs.
I nod, watching him walk away as I return to kitchen. Placing all three cups of coffee on the tray, grabbing a generous plate of cookies as I walk into the dinner area.
"I've prepared the coffee!" I beam, placing the tray in front of grandma. I watch her smile, pearly dentures showing as she thanks me.
I hear her chuckle, before she looks around.
"Where did Virgil go?”
"Oh he's still bringing in the flour, he'll be here in a minute." 
I take a sip of the warm coffee, it's warming me up since the weather was getting colder and colder in Liverpool.
"How have you two been? No trouble in paradise?”
"We've been amazing. Just both focused on working hard."
"That's good, but you should enjoy your youth. That's what my late husband and I did as well."
"Well will of course. It's just that Virgil is leaving for his international duty in a couple days."
"Right I've heard about that on TV. Are you going with him?" She asks, taking a sip of her cappuccino.
"Not this time, you know we have some injuries. Need to focus on my job and support him from here this time.” I smile.
"Right establishing a career is very important for a young woman like you."
"That's right- oh there he is." I smile, seeing Virgil finally walk in, sitting down as I put his mug in front of him.
"Thank you. What are you two gossiping about? Me?" He asks, smug smile on his lips as he takes a sip of his coffee, his left hand coming to rest on mine.
"You wish." grandma jokes, and I laugh watching Virgil's face twist in confusion.
"Right, you wish." I tease, laughing again.
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"Nice first half guys!" She exclaims, high-fiving the tired players as they pile into the changing room at half time.
It was the last match before international break, this one being against Brentford. The first half being full of controversial decisions made by the referee and multiple checks for VAR. Liverpool still had the upper hand, with one goal a little before half time scored by Mo.
As Darwin walks past, she makes sure to pat his back, a smile in motivation thrown his way. The Uruguayan had already scored two amazing goals, though unfortunately both were annulled after VAR checks. He did have an assist underneath his belt, which hopefully cheered his mood up a bit.
She makes eye contact with Virgil as he throws her on of his cheeky winks, a smile forming on her lips as she follows the guys inside the changing room. Making sure to check on Diogo first since he'd gotten knocked down pretty badly.
They already had some injuries on the squad, with international break coming up they needed to be extra cautious. After full confirmation of no injuries, she leaves the changing room a couple minutes before halftime ends.
She goes to grab a cup of coffee, before heading back into the medical room. Watching the second half of the game with much anticipation. The next few 45 minutes going by fast as Liverpool wins with a 3-0. Confirming her belief that this season could definitely be Liverpool's if all matches went this well.
y/n immediately zips her jacket up, grabbing the empty disposable cup as she throws into the recycling bin. Making her way towards the pitch as she hears the full time whistle.
Stepping onto the grass, she turns giving her coworkers a high five in celebration. Then making her way towards the bench to congratulate and compliment the players.
She watches the players hug each other, Klopp walking away to celebrate the win as a smile forms on her face. Happy the last game ended on a positive note.
She observes the celebration for a second, ready to walk back inside, but a phone is abruptly shoved in her face as she moves to the side.
It shocks her into freezing up, eyes widening in before registering the string of questions coming out of the man's mouth, back-to-back.
"Are you really dating Van Dijk?"
"On your second gold digging mission aren't ya?"
"Women like you are the problem!"
The last sentence he says brings her back to reality. Wondering where the hell security even was, or why no else had noticed this maniac yelling at her and recording her yet.
She looks back at the man again, as he keeps repeating 'fucking gold digger'.
The words hit a nerve, making her blood boil. A feeling of defensiveness brews in her, folding her arms as she looks at the man skeptically.
"Why do you give a fuck?" She questions, fear of threat thrown away as she’s getting pissed off.
"What?" The man replies, flustered as he raises his brows.
"Why do you care? I mean, don't think there's anything to dig here." She repeats, motioning to him, ducking when he suddenly tries to grab her.
She presses her lips together, having difficulty biting back a laugh at the comical anger on the man's face. Stepping back as she finally sees security grabbing the feral man, watching him get escorted off the pitch with struggle.
A hand coming up to her shoulder, makes her head turn in curiosity. “You okay?" She hears Dr. Woods say, his hand comforting as she nods.
"I'm fine, just your usual pitch invader." She shakes it off.
Because a normal one goes up to staff instead of the field full of world-famous players.
"Then let's go inside." He suggests, and she agrees in an instant. The both of them walking inside through the tunnel.
She goes to grab her belongings immediately, saying goodbye to the players who would be leaving for international duty. Warmly hugging some of them, eyes catching her boyfriend still doing interviews as she makes her way into the garage.
She throws her stuff into the backseat haphazardly as she steps into her car, grabbing onto the wheel as she rests her forehead onto it, sighing. The initial shock, anger and humor she found in the situation wearing off.
Sitting up straight she tries to remove it from her memories, tapping her fingers onto the steering wheel as she waits for her boyfriend. Spotting him walk through the doors minutes later.
"You look tired. Not happy we won?" He teases, shutting the door. Leaning in to press a kiss against her forehead.
"Of course I'm happy." She mumbles, putting her seatbelt on. Glancing at him for a moment, noticing the curious look in his eyes, but choosing to ignore it.
She shifts a little, waving at the staff outside for a second, then starting the car. Driving out of the parking garage.
"You okay?" He asks, noticing her silence and the fact that she hadn't turned on a song like usual.
"I'm fine, something silly just happened. That's all." She breathes out, focusing on driving.
He doesn't believe she's totally fine, deciding to ask about it later and not when she's driving.
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"You packed everything right?" She asks, watching her lover sit on the floor next to his suitcases.
"Yeah, I'm just trying to figure out how to style these jeans." He replies, holding them up.
She hums, walking away for a minute, grabbing some items out of his closet before throwing them onto the bed.
"These would work. What do you think?" She asks, grabbing the jeans and placing them next to different sweaters.
He gets up, going to stand next to her as he ponders over the options.
"These are all nice." He adds, hand on his chin.
"I think this sweater and T-shirt combo is the best. Especially for the weather." She says, looking at him. "-and with those new LV sneakers you just got!"
He smiles at her, wrapping his arms around her back, pulling her in closely.
"That's perfect." He mumbles, leaving kisses on the side of her head.
"Being all lovey dovey suddenly?"
"Going to miss you."
She doesn't reply, pressing her face into his chest, soft sigh leaving her lips. He only pulls her closer, hand resting on the small of her back.
"We have to finish packing soon. It's getting late." She mutters pulling away and glancing at the clock.
"Just let me hold you for a moment." He whispers, pulling her back in. Wrapping his strong arms around her tightly.
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The couple is wrapped in between the gray sheets of the bed, the autumn sun casting minimal sunlight into the room. Bodies entangled, still basking in the silence of the morning. Before a universally hated alarm sound blasts through the room, making the couple groan in annoyance.
"Babe, turn it off." She complains, snuggling further into the sheets. Clutching the thick blanket closer as she hides her head underneath her pillow.
Not getting a response by the athlete, she nudges him with her knee, enough to not hurt, and harsh enough to wake him up. The annoying alarm still all but stopped.
"What?" He questions, voice raspy as he opens his eyes.
"Alarm." She mutters, face squished into the mattress. Feeling him shift, as the sound finally gets cut off.
"Come here." He mumbles, grabbing her naked shoulder and pulling her into his bare chest. A soft smile on his face as he strokes patterns on her back.
"What time is it?" She asks, wrapping her own arms around him lazily.
"Little past eight." He replies, leaving kisses on her shoulder.
"Let's just sleep more, I'm tired."
He chuckles deeply, smug smile on his face.
"Bet you are."
He receives a light punch to his hard stomach, fake groan leaving his lips as he watches her amused through his squinted eyes.
"Quiet please." She mumbles, laying her head back on his chest.
"Alright I'm sorry." He hums, running his hand down her back again, resting it on the small of her back.
"Let me ask you something first." He whispers, watching her raise her head.
"I've heard what happened yesterday. Why didn't you tell me everything?"
"What do you mean?"
"About the guys who harassed you on the pitch. Security reached out to me yesterday."
"It's nothing."
"No, how you feel is important to me. Did he hurt you?" He asks, holding her chin up.
"He tried to insult me, then he went on this rant about all women being gold diggers or whatever."
She notices his jaw clench, his hold on her chin leaving as he strokes her cheek.
"I'm sorry for not being there."
"It fine, we're even since I insulted him back. There's probably a funny video of it floating around the internet, he was recording until security took him." She chuckles, imagining how dumb the video would look.
"He was recording that?" He asks, removing a fallen eyelash from her cheek.
"Yeah, with his phone."
"I'll make sure it gets deleted." He promises, leaning in to kiss her. Pressing his plump lips against hers.
"No, more speaking. Just let me sleep now hm?" She urges, pulling the blanket up. Wanting to stop talking about the incident.
"Anything you want my love."
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She brings in the groceries, two heavy bags on each hand as tries to unlock the front door of her boyfriend home. He'd insisted she'd stay at his place while he was gone, since his place was safer and had better security.
Washing her hands and taking of her coat, she takes the TV remote. Shuffling her playlist, landing on ‘Sidewalks’ by The Weeknd and Kendrick Lamar. Going back into the kitchen to organize the groceries.
The vibrations of her phone stops her from moving, smile forming on her lips as she hears Siri announce the caller ID. Going the dry her hands quickly before picking up.
"Can you see me?" She asks, leaning in after resting her phone against the empty fruit basket.
"I can. How's my girl doing?" He asks, laying comfortably in his hotel room bed.
"Went grocery shopping." She replies, grabbing the remote to lower the volume of the music.
"Think I called at the perfect moment." He teases, voice deep as he looks at her through the screen.
"Yeah, if you think putting groceries away is sexy." She laughs, leaning her body against the counter.
"If it's you thats difficult to deny."
"Enough trying to virtually get in my pants. Where are you? Gibraltar?" She asks, putting a bottle of juice into the fridge. Starting to organize the vegetables and fruits into containers.
"No, Portugal. Stadium in Gibraltar is getting fixed."
"Really? Are you done training? Back in your hotel room?" She asks, popping a washed grape into her mouth.
"Yeah, captains have their own hotel room remember?" He replies, sensual undertone peeking through his already amorous tone.
"Oh really? Didn’t know that-" she begins, confusion on her face as she hears the doorbell ring.
“Who’s that?” She asks, suddenly on high alert. No one had visited since Virgil had left, unless it was a package she was aware of.
The break-in had only affected her in one way, and that was being home alone. It wasn’t to the point of paranoia, security cameras definitely helping a lot. But a little sound here and there definitely had her on high alert at times.
Noticing the sternness in her expression he calls out to her, taking her attention away from the door.
“It’s fine, just something I ordered. Go check it out.” He reassures, calming her down.
She grabs the phone, holding it in her hand as she opens the front door. A delivery man standing there with a bouquet- or more like box of roses.
“y/n l/n?” He says, extending the bouquet.
“That’s me, thank you.” She replies, grabbing the flowers, shutting the door when he leaves.
She walks to the sofa propping the phone up as she looks at him while taking the card from in between the flowers.
“I miss you so much. Enjoy these flowers. I’ll be back soon, baby.”
- V
Looking up at her phone, seeing her boyfriend smile makes her smile as well. Heart tingling from kindness of the gesture.
“This is so sweet..” she exclaims, looking back at the arrangement of roses, baby’s breaths mixed in between.
She hears him chuckle from over the phone.
“I’m glad you like it love. I missed you.” He replies, watching her expression intensely.
Grabbing the phone off the the coffee table she lays down on the sofa, looking at him.
“Then you better win tomorrow’s match. I want to see you as fast as possible.”
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