I don't care if they're sad for Ronaldo, all I see is my boy's assist and Spain winning💞
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I don't care if they're sad for Ronaldo, all I see is my boy's assist and Spain winning💞
🕯I believe in you Ferri🕯
FERRAN PLEASE NOWS YOUR CHANCE YOURE OUR LAST HOPE
Why am I so fucking anxious omg
I'll pray to every god that exists, please Let Ferran Torres score😭
I don't understand how people center their entire lives around one thing or one person. I mean, if that thing is your job, or that person is your child, it makes sense but still, not to the point where it consumes 100% of your life.
Then there are those whose lives revolve entirely around their friends; they expect you to be the same way, yet instead of acting like a friend, they end up playing the role of a toxic partner.
This issue has been bothering me lately, and I don't know how to bring it up with the people around me without sounding harsh.😭
I’ve been saying a lot of bullshit, but this is honestly the only place where no one knows me, so I can speak freely.
I fell sleep before the match last night💔
Finally uploaded the next chapter
Now I'm gonna disappear for the next seven days❤️
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Evil!Pedri (madridista + mullet) and Ferran AU
El clásico. Ferran scores a last minute goal that wins them the game. He celebrates with his Barça teammates and then turns around towards the center of the field. Pedri is staring at him, hands on his hips and cheeks red from exhaustion.
Ferran can't help himself, he sends a flying kiss to the Madrid midfielder. He's both mocking him and flirting with him.
Pedri huffs a laugh and shakes his head, incredulous.
0.2 seconds after 4 Madrid players are on Ferran, pushing him, pulling at his shirt. But the only thing he can do is stare at the midfielder standing many meters away from him, a mischievous grin plastered on his face as he's literally in the center of a brawl being pushed around.
They have nasty sex about it a few hours after.
And, a few weeks after, in a Copa del Rey match, they recreate this pic of Vlahovic and Correa.
Ferran (Vlahovic) pushed Pedri (Correa) a little too hard. The midfielder had already passed the ball, so it was purely to get on his nerves. The canarian almost tripped and, clenching his jaw he turned to the striker, “Hands off, cabrón”
Ferran grinned at him, “Stealing my lines, are we?”
And Pedri saw red.
Some of his teammates heard that.
But they don’t know what he’s talking about, do they?
No, it’s impossible. They have no idea about the fact that two days prior, in the intimacy of Pedri’s room, Ferran was fucking him from behind, hands grasping the longish hair at the back of his head.
And they couldn’t know that, as desperate as he was, Pedri tried to finish himself off with his hand and the striker, noticing, pulled his hair harshly, “Hands off,” he commanded.
The only thing that Pedri was able to do was to launch himself towards the Barça player. He grabbed the front of his shirt, “what the fuck did you just say?”
In a moment they were surrounded by their teammates and the referee, trying to separate them. But Pedri could only see Ferran, and that unbearable condescension he was displaying.
just thought i'd let you know that the name in your tumblr bio doesn't work when you searching it on ao3 because of the accent on the "u" :)
Thanks for sayingg I didn't notice😭😭😭
the cuteness aggression i get with “are you ready?”
“i ready 🥰”
OH FERRI MY BABY 😭😭😭
I was thinking that when my fedri fic ended, I can give an extra chapter that belongs to joan and eric, but I don't know if it would be good or not💔
I wrote the next chapter, now who's going to edit it?💔
in honor of the world cup here are some of my favourite doomed football yaoi...
not my usual post lol
U know what really bothers me about the whole Ferran situation? It's not that people are finally showing him some sympathy because that clip of him anxiously waiting for the VAR decision went viral. Good for him, I guess.
What actually bothers me is that it took seeing him on the verge of a breakdown for people to remember he's a human being. Like... that's what it took? A viral clip of him looking completely overwhelmed? Not the constant abuse, not the weekly scapegoating, not the endless jokes and insults, not the death threats people were sending him literally days ago.
The lack of empathy in football, especially in such a male dominated space where vulnerability gets mocked more than it's understood, is genuinely so disturbing. People only care once they can see someone breaking down in front of them. And then suddenly it's "we need to protect his mental health." Where was all that energy last week? It's just so weird how people switch up the moment they get a sad edit or a viral clip. He's been the same person this whole time.
Soo, I just published the chapter 7 of Your niece can create a magical bond!
I hope anyone who's reading it, have a great night✨️
Eric Joan and Dani