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rebbosanchezproudcule replied to your post: IS THAT MY SON PIETRO???!?!?!?!?!?!?  IT IS ISN’T...

Nope ich glaube das ist Natasha ��

aber die haare .... [thinking]  wäre doch nur der ganze screen gefilmt : ^) u had one job film dude

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1,2 and 9 :)

1.  If your favorite team didn't exist, which team would you be a fan of?

I wouuld be a fan of a team from Serie A, but a world without Barca it would be a sad football world

2.  Favorite player from a rival team?

Kaka

9.  A player's jersey you currently want?

Puyol

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Dive Right In Chapter 1

            “I told you to put on sunscreen…” Becca muttered before capturing the straw of her drink between her lips. Ana was nearly in tears across the table from her; from her head to her toes she was red, and not a light shade of pink. No, she was the same color of red as the strawberry daiquiri Becca was sipping on.

            “I didn’t plan on taking a nap outside.” Ana snapped before squirming on the barstool beneath her. Only ten minutes after she had laid down on the lounge chair outside, she was passed out. Becca thought nothing of it, but after three hours, she went to go check on her friend. “Ow.” She whined, closing her dark eyes. “I hurt. Everywhere.” She raised her fingertips to brush across her shoulders, but she thought better, dropping her hand back to her lap. Ana looked miserable, even though she was sipping something sweet in the hotel bar, looking out to the beach. Anyone else would have been in heaven.

            A little part of Rebecca was smirking; all day Ana had been begging Rebecca to come out and lay by the pool with her. Something in Rebecca said no, seeing that there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. Instead, she opted to sit under the shade of the umbrella and catch up on some readings for class. Believe it or not, Rebecca hated taking vacations; she was far too busy with class and work to take a day off, let alone a whole week. But she promised Ana she’d try.

            “Just go back to the room and sleep.” She offered kindly. “I mean, you won’t be able to dance at the club anyway, so it’s pointless to go.” Their first night here, and already things weren’t going as planned. Rebecca was beyond ecstatic to not be going out tonight. Bars and clubs were never her scene anyway, let alone with drunk Ana.

            Ana shook her head, wincing as the sensitive skin on her neck moved. “No, we came here to party—“

            “No, we came here to relax,” corrected Rebecca. “Seriously, I won’t be upset if we have a quiet night in.”

            Ana groaned and took a sip of her drink. Gingerly, she rested her elbow on the bar top and cupped her chin in her palm. She sighed, lightly humming as she attempted to relax. Her eyes were closed and for a few seconds, Rebecca honestly thought she was asleep.

            “Check please.” She silently waved the bartender over. He nodded and grabbed the girls’ checks. “Keep the change.” Rebecca politely smiled, handing him a few bills. “Ana?”

            “How come we haven’t seen any cute boys?” She asked, suddenly opening her eyes. Rebecca raised an eyebrow and stared at her friend. “Seriously, it’s spring break, were are all the cute boys?”

            “I have no idea.” Rebecca mumbled. Boys were usually the furthest thing from her mind. “We need to get you in bed—“

            “No,” Ana whined. “I wanna go out.”

            “Tomorrow. You’re redder than a lobster. Stay in tonight, get energized and we’ll go out tomorrow, I promise.” Rebecca ordered sliding off the bar stool. “Come on, let’s go to bed. I’ll go and buy you some aloe if you go to the room now?” Bribery always worked with Ana, regardless of the ‘prize’. Nodding, Ana stood up, grabbing the back of her thighs, which had been stuck to the wooden stool for too long.

            “Aloe.” Ana mumbled, collapsing on the bed. Rebecca knew that when she came back, Ana would be in the middle of the mattress, leaving her no room. But Rebecca had slept on the floor before and she could do it again.

            “I’m leaving now. Your phone is by your head if you need me…” Night one and Rebecca was already on ‘mom-duty’. She knew she would have to take care of Ana, but not because of sunburn, alcohol yes.

            Grabbing her purse and room key, she quickly left and gently shut the door behind her.

            The city was even more beautiful at night. Most of the crowds were gone, so the streets were quiet, aside from faint music coming out from an opened window and some chatter from the couple walking a ways ahead of Rebecca. The night was also much cooler than the day; she tugged the denim jacket she had grabbed closer to her neck and wrapped her arms across her chest.

            Without any real idea where she was walking to, Rebecca set off down the street. Once she got used to the wind biting her skin, she realized it was nice outside. She waved away a taxi driver and tried to remember if she saw a corner store on the ride from the airport.  Sure enough, there was one, only a couple blocks from the girls’ hotel. Rebecca walked a little faster and yanked the door.

            But it didn’t open. The sign on the door said ‘closed’ in bright red letters. But the lights are on, she thought to herself. She tried against to open the heavy glass and metal door, but it wasn’t budging. Someone inside yelled for her to go away. At least people say please in Italy.

            “They just closed.” Someone explained behind her.

            “I can see that.” She retorted, with more venom than she meant. She spun on her sneakers’ heels and smiled politely to whomever spoke to her. “I mean, thank you.” She tried to speak as sweetly as possible. The last thing she needed was to insult someone and then have a scene.

            The guy smiled, seeing that she was slightly embarrassed. “There’s another store just down here.” He waved to the southern end of the street and explained it was opened until midnight. “But what are you looking for, maybe there’s somewhere you can?” He asked. His eyes seemed like black pits in the limited night light. Despite his dark eyes, he seemed harmless enough.

            “Aloe, my friend is sunburned—“

            “Ahhhh.” He smiled and rubbed his chin. Laughing slightly he looked back up at her. “Yeah, that store will have that in stock. It’s vacation time and none of the stupid tourists bring their own…”

            “Yeah.” Rebecca blushed again.

            “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…you’re not a stupid tourist…” He fumbled, trying to backpedal. Rebecca smiled, seeing him flustered. “I’ll leave you alone now.” He suggested, pulling his keys from his pocket. Rebecca laughed and thanked him again for his help. He waved it off and told her it was nothing.

            As Rebecca turned to walk to the store, she heard the man open his car down and quickly shut it behind him. She looked over at his car. It was blacker than the night sky and more than likely cost more than any and everything she owned. She could see him moving around through the front windshield, the only window that wasn’t tinted. As he leaned back in his seat, he looked at her. Rebecca looked away quickly, but not before seeing him smile. 

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aww I really really loved the one shot thank you honey :)))

Aww, did you, my love? *happy dancing Tina*

Thanks a lot, a lot! <3

~Tina xxx

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Dive Right In : Intro

So because I am a terrible person and never wrote Rebecca a New Years Eve OR Valentine's Day one shot, I decided to write her a mini series about Spring Break. I'm not even sure there's such thing a as Spring Break anywhere but in America, but hey, just go with it. I hope you guys like it <3

            “Let’s just go!” Adriana whined as she followed Rebecca around the apartment. “We haven’t done anything in so long! Seriously, do you want to spend your spring break here?” She motioned to the small, two-bedroom unit. “Or, do you want to spend it on the beautiful beaches in Barcelona?” She began to dance around the kitchen.

            “Yes, I would, however, I have a week to catch up on my—“

            “Tanning. Girl, hate to break it to you, but you’re as pale as a ghost…” Adriana teased. “I mean, you almost blend in.” She said, referencing the stark white walls.

            “I was going to say homework…” Rebecca mumbled, turning back to her food. “Seriously, if I focus this week, I could finish so much.”

            “Or, you could not focus at all and party in Barcelona.”

            “What on Earth makes you want to go to Barcelona?” Rebecca spun around, rest against the counter. “Seriously, why don’t you want to Greece of some beach here?”

            “Cause we’ve been there before!” Adriana groaned, throwing her hands up. “Let’s do something new and fun! Spain is  fun! And we’ve only been once, but that time doesn’t count—“

            “Cause you were too drunk to remember it,” muttered Rebecca. “I’ll think about it—“

            “No! Stop thinking! You are always thinking and analyzing and contemplating things, just do for once.” Adriana kept ranting as she walked into her bedroom. Rebecca rolled her eyes and turned back to making a fruit bowl. As she started chopping up a kiwi, she couldn’t help but picture herself on the shores of some far away Spanish beach, drinking sangria, watching some shirtless men play football. The scene didn’t look too bad. Rebecca set down the knife and starred at her sliced fruit.

            She walked to Adriana messy room and flung open the door. “I’m in.”

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Hulk one-shot. :))

And the second one-shot from the 'random number generator' contest. Hope you'll like it, dear Rebecca! 

~Tina xxx

MY ONE AND ONLY

‘What are you reading?’

She raised her eyebrow, turning the page over, without even lifting her eyes up at him. Shrugged.

‘A short guide.’

‘To?’

He pushed the cup of coffee with the most delicious smell ever (not as delicious as her smell, though, as he thought with a smirk) under her nose. She clicked her tongue and rested her chin on her head, still thoughtfully scanning through the page.

‘How to get rid of jealous boyfriends.’

Hulk rolled his eyes and grabbed the magazine Rebecca was reading. Frowned and started reading, squinting his eyes to adjust them to the pinkish font. Rebecca leaned back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest with the most serious look ever.

‘Tell him to fuck off. Incredible conclusion!’

Hulk threw the magazine on the table and waved with his hands, puffing. Rebecca, desperately trying not to laugh at his genuinely childish reactions, licked her upper lip and nodded.

‘Fuck off, Givanildo.’

He shot her with a serious look. Just in a second, everything from the table was on the floor – with a simple and harsh gesture of his hand. The table followed the items as he lifted it a bit up and pushed it to fall aside.

Before Rebecca could have possibly retorted back, he grabbed her by the waist with one hand and lifted her up so, that she had no other choice but wrap her legs around his hips. He buried his tongue deep down in her throat, literally suffocating her as she was in a desperate attempt to break off the kiss and to take a breath. She finally did, in fact – letting her head drop backwards, allowing his tongue to trace the line of her neck starting from her chin and going down, through the low v-neck of the sweater she was wearing.

‘You know what it does to me when you call me by my name.’

She chuckled as he bit her neck and kissed her chin. Her fingertips were massaging his scalp.

‘If you keep being so jealous, I will call you Hulk from now on. Turns out there is a reason behind your nickname, apparently.’

He smirked, burying his face in her neck and his hands in her hips. She moaned quietly, almost grabbing his short dark hair. Licked her lips.

‘Who was he?’

‘I told you – he is a friend from school. Our families were quite close and-…’

‘You were his lady at the prom.’

Rebecca kept silent as Hulk’s thumb brushed the edge of her jeans, tickling her stomach skin. She gulped.

‘Yes, I was.’

He squeezed her thighs and she smiled, cupping his face and looking at him. Tried to kiss him but he kept moving away.

‘You think I am unreasonably jealous, don’t you?’

She just nodded, looking at his lips and biting her own. He laughed quietly, pulling her thighs closer to him.

‘You just don’t know what happened…’

‘What?’ she brushed his hair and kissed his temple, then gently sucked his neck, hearing him whimper in her ear.

‘He didn’t know you’ve got a boyfriend and said… Quote: Oh, we had some fun time with Becky. How I wish we were together again. She’s so sexy.’

Rebecca laughed in Hulk’s neck and then looked at his dead serious face. Lifted her eyebrow.

‘Seriously?’

He just nodded, lifting his chin up. She smirked.

‘And what did you tell him before slapping him across the face?’

Hulk snorted as she laughed out-loud. She spread her legs, pulling him closer to her, with her fingers playing with his tight shirt.

‘Asked him what kind of fun you two had.’

‘And?’

‘He said: Well, you know? What kind of fun would a man have with that body?’

Rebecca’s fingers ran under his shirt, gently (and not so gently) scratching his abs. He instinctively pressed himself more to her palms, scrubbing her thighs.

‘And, I guess, you slapped him after that. Hm?’

He nodded as her tongue separated his lips and her hand unlocked his belt. He grabbed her hand and looked at her, widening up his eyes. Saw her cheeks covered in pink as her eyes glittered with unusual sparkle.

‘Are you ok?’

She mhm-ed, temptingly licking her lips and, as her hand was still in his, she reached out for his belt with her other one. He still looked at her, a bit (a lot!) amazed.

‘Becky, you don’t have to-…’

His belt flew away from them and he subconsciously loosened the grip around her hand. She took advantage of that, unzipping his trousers. He pressed himself closer to her, cupping her waist with his both hands under her sweater.

‘You know, Givanildo,’ he smiled as she winked at him, ‘The only fun he had was watching me in his car as we were going to the prom.’

‘I am sure you had much more than that. He is a good-looking guy and-…’

‘…-not my type.’

She winked at him again as he reached her bra.

‘What is your type?’

They both heard the click of her bra which was falling down now, with a bit of her help, and together with her sweater. He gasped at the sight of her naked breasts fully exposed to him, a bit not knowing what to do.

‘Come on, Hulk,’ she laughed nervously, tossing her head back, ‘I am inexperienced but you… Show me. Help me. Don’t make me feel embarrassed.’

Two words caught his attention – inexperienced and embarrassed.

‘Embarrassed by this?’ he ran his fingers over her stomach, finally cupping her breasts. Leaned down for a kiss, whispering in Rebecca’s mouth, ‘You are so beautiful, I-…’

She blushed again, burying her head in his neck, kissing his shoulder.

‘Inexperienced?’

He, massaging her breasts, whispered in her ear. She smiled, biting her lips, and moved her face so as to look at him straight in the eyes. Nodded.

‘I have always thought that I would give myself only to the man I love with all my heart and who makes this very same heart bump-bump-bump without a stop,’ he sucked her neck and she reached for his ear, kissing and whispering in it, ‘You will be my first, Givanildo. My one and only.’

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Attention! :)

We've just got 10 likes! Yupeee!

I was so nervous while doing the random number generating thing - omfg...

So, here are the ordered names:

Ready?

First one-shot goes tooo:

#4 jillibean85 – Jillian

Congrats! :)

Second one-shot goes tooo:

#1  rebbosanchezproudcule – Rebecca

Congrats! :)

Aaaaaaand the threeeee-shot goes tooooooo:

#2 in-acs-and-united-we-trust – Daniela

Congrats! :)

Girls, you will receive an ask by me, asking who you want these shots to be with. :) Just a warning to Daniela - the three-shot will be the last one to be done. ;)

To all the other precious 7 people. Don't worry - you will have your shots written too. Celine is close to finishing her requests, so... ;p

Lots of love and thanks for participating,

Tina xx

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Rule 1: Post the rules.

Rule 2: Answer the questions your tagger set for you and then make 11 new ones.

Rule 3: Tag someone.

Rule 4: Let them know they’ve been tagged.

Questions by: marry-me-sergi-roberto

My questions:

Favorite NT? Germany; Spain ☺

Your dream? to watch game in Camp nou!!!

A footballer you hate? and why? definitly Pepe! I don't like his way to play football!

Favourite music at the moment? ONE DIRECTION! :D

Favorite footballer? well I have many favourite footballers but Messi and Tello are special!♥

Dogs or cats? dogs

Favorite stadium? RheinEnergieStadion; Camp Nou

Favorite food? hmm I don't have one yet.

Favorite league? La Liga BBVA; Bundesliga :) 

A country you would like know or live? Spain; England

Your favorite club? and why? Fc barcelona and Fc Köln, but I can't discribe 'why' with my bad english skills :D

    My Questions:     1. Your Favourite boy band?     2. Favorite Stadium?     3. Do you have a realtionship?     4. Favorite Blog?     5. Favorite gif?     6. Your dream?     7. A footballer you hate? and why?     8. Favorite NT?     9. were are you come from?     10. Do you like Zlatan?     11. A country you would like know or live?