#Maroons FC

[wolftheidioticfan]

AMONGUS

#my art #among us #saltie's fan ocs #abalone (saltie fc) #carnation (saltie fc) #Benedict (saltie fc) #Maroon (saltie fc) #Mikado (saltie fc) #Rouge (saltie fc) #Seaweed (saltie fc)

[frc-ambaradan]

Remember when I re-drew Topolino #1102 cover dedicated to Juventus? Well I HAD to re-do the cover dedicated to Torino FC as well, don't you think?

Torino FC, also know as Toro (literally 'bull', which is also Turin's symbol), is one of Turin's two football teams and one of the most high end teams of Italy... not to mention my favourite ^^

Here it is back-to-back with Topolino #1088 cover by Marco Rota:

Sadly I had to deprive the new cover of the "scudetto" in the background since 1975-76 Championship was the last one they won 🤦 (WAKE UP GUYS!!! COME ON!!! I WANNA SEE YOU WIN AT LEAST ONCE BEFORE I DIE!!! 😭).

#had to use away jersey for two kids otherwise it would have been all maroon... #huey dewey and louie #redraw #torino fc #marco rota #topolino covers #duck art #go toro!!!

[anominous-user]

Do you think Griseo's summer skin > Maroon Riding Hood? I see a lot of people still using it even though personally I like the red one better, wonder if it's cause summer's came out first so people don't need the second, or just taste really :D

i personally like them both equally, though i do think that maroon riding hood has more going for it in terms of crystals (i mean. 3-5k crystals for the homu treasury fit vs around 30k for a summer outfit for the same amt of effects? yeah)

#though in my experience i see the maroon outfit more #and i do know there were quite a few people that skipped griseo's summer outfit cuz it really didnt change much in terms of sfx n design #id switch between the two except i do want my fcs to match. yeah #asks #anon

[lokilow-keystabbing]

Call me crazy 👀 but the kit got even better because you can tell how sweaty everyone is😩

#maroon is my favourite from now on #LEON. ON. NOW! #fc bayern #bayern munich #bayern münchen

[lawain-dimensional-heroes]

"...Fuck it, it's hot out here..."

"Time to wear some shorts--"

#ic #crack? #screw it Imma use mordred as Maroon's fc for a while-- #prism dragon | maroon

[footballandfiasco]

hmmm maybe y'all were right. maybe the wiesn kit really is sexy af

#maroon my beloved #fc bayern

[mvalentine]

tag people you want to know better!

thank you for the tag angel <3 @sussoro

last song: murder on the dancefloor (what can i say its saltburn on the brain <3 specifically that one jacob elordi edit and barry keoghan's bare ass + full frontal)

currently watching: ooo! just started (finally) catching up with the final season of sex education (mainly because emma mackey is the fc for my current hyperfixation oc lexi my beloved <3) oh! & i'm also rewatching bottoms because.... i mean its self explanatory really.

three ships: if we're talking about my own ocs that are constantly whirring around in my brain 24/7 then currently its: lexi & callum (the phantom agent), evelyn & ava (the wayhaven chronicles + original story) and jade & mason (the wayhaven chronicles). non-oc ships: devi & ben (never have i ever), jess & rory (gilmore girls) and henry & alex (red, white & royal blue) + hazel & pj from bottoms because they deserve more love fr <3

favourite colour: red! like a deep burgundy/ maroon/ wine red kinda vibe. also orange! underrated color fr.

currently consuming: water

place of birth: phuket, thailand.

current location: place of birth :)

first ship: LMAO this question made me realize how many of my childhood memories are so so foggy (haha trauma haha coping mechanism haha lets not talk about it anymore <3) BUT! from what i can remember it was from.... dork diaries (💀) & i remember shipping the mean girl and 'not like the other girls' main character.... like??? the fact that i didn't realize i was bi until i was like 20 will always be baffling to me hjsjsks

relationship status: single with ZERO situationships thank the heavens hshshj im finally free from the shackles of shitty men <333 all of that being said i want to go on a date with a girl saurrr bad considering getting a septum piercing just so girls finally get the hint that i'm staring at THEM not their ugly ass boyfriends....

last movie: bottoms

currently working on: not trying to say too much and jinx shit but i mayyy be working on an original project (🫣)

tagging: @coffeewithcutcaffeine @soscarlett-itwasmaroon @the-pale-goddess @joachimtriers @aztarion @agentnatesewell @wayhavenots @anotherbeingsworld

#tag game

[football-and-fanfics]

Museum date - Benjamin Pavard

⚽🖊️⚽🖊️⚽🖊️⚽🖊️⚽🖊️ Who: Benjamin Pavard Request: Museum date with Benji in Paris <333 Requested by: anonymous Warnings: none ⚽🖊️⚽🖊️⚽🖊️⚽🖊️⚽🖊️

For the first time in a while, you and Benjamin got the chance to go away for a few days. It was quickly agreed you would travel to Paris for a short, romantic getaway.

"What are you so secretive about?" You smiled at Benjamin as you put in your most fancy earrings. All he had told you was that he was taking you on a special date tonight, and to wear something nice.

"You'll see," he smirked back. He was already clad in a deep-maroon colored suit, which fit his physique perfectly. His answer gave you not one bit more information, and even made you all the more curious as to what he had arranged for the both of you.

But you soon enough found out...

After a short taxi ride through the already darkened streets of Paris, you stepped out onto the square in front of the Louvre. With a red carpet leading up to the entrance and very official-looking people welcoming other guests, you knew there was a special event going on there tonight. And it didn't take you long to realize that was where you and Benjamin were headed as well.

Benjamin watched you with a loving smile playing on his lips. The amazement he saw in your eyes was just what he had been hoping for. "A few times a year the Louvre opens during nighttime for a dinner service," he explained, "and I managed to get us in for tonight." "Oh my..." You gasped, "that's amazing!" "You said you still wanted to visit the Louvre one day," Benjamin said a little shyly, "so I thought: why not make that visit a little more special?"

You stammered for words for a few seconds, but couldn't find anything that would express what you felt right now. Instead, you leaned in and pressed the most loving kiss to Benjamin's lips.

"So you like it?" He asked when your lips parted again. "I love it!" You exclaimed excitedly, "thank you for arranging this." Benjamin smiled again, before giving you another kiss. "Happy date night."

Tags: @evie-pr, @auawdo, @meteora-fc, @stonesyyyy, @drizzyreese, @hbstre, @liverpoolfanfiction, @sternennebel2001, @mrswinksy, @themoon-shines Benji tags: @footballffbarbiex

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[football-sucks]

the names are so funny to me - team power red? shadow maroon?? fc hollywood (superhero edition) is coming

#fc Bayern

[amorettopedri]

I've been missing pedrigavi sm so I wrote this word vomits in 40 mins, please don't take it seriously. Its just for my own indulgence ☝🏼

- Pedrigavi drabble featuring pining! Gavi and Gavi fell first and harder.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\

Gavi could never recall when his obsession and hatred had unknowingly turned into love.

In La Masia, all everyone talked about was Pedri, the new golden boy of FC Barcelona. He remembered the anger and frustrations  reeling his head. This outsider - this stranger that had no connection to La Masia, to this brotherhood, to this club had the audacity to act like he belonged here. And what does he know about belonging? About the blood, sweat and tears that ties them together - La Masia raised them, it held them close to her heart with brusing force and molded them however she saw fit. No outsider will ever know what it feels to be made in La Masia, they will never understand the shared dream whispered reverently in the dark for years and years - to don the blue, red and maroon stripes, to stand in Camp Nou.

What does Pedri know of this? Nothing. This outsider will never be one of them. Never.

But somehow along the way, his hatred and obsession grew into fascination and curiosity. He would keep tabs of all the matches Pedri would play - and it was a sick joke of the fate that Gavi could never take his eyes off him. Watching Pedri was mesmerising, he was always left enourmed and spell-bound.

At some point, Gavi made a private accounts to keep tabs of Pedri's online activity. The more he watched him and stalked him online, the more his obsession flourished. It came to the point that he memorised everything about Pedri, he knew the exact shape of his mouth, he knew the exact shade of his eyes, the exact emotions from his furrowed eye brows, his body language, his whole being.

Gradually he started to realise he loved the colour of Pedri's eyes. Golden brown, like the afternoon sun shining through a glass of whiskey. No, those brown eyes are a million hues - they encompassed the hues of every tree bark on earth, they were the hue of every autumn leaves, the hue of soil in summer and the hue of earth kissed by spring rains. Along the way, Gavi found comfort in those brown eyes - they always emitted the warmth of everlasting hearth. They were gentle, always so gentle and soulful. They never fail to take his breath away, just from the sheer awe, the sheer beauty of it.

Gavi loved his smile too. The crinkle at the edges of his eyes and the upturned lips accompanied by rosy cheeks, often flushed with adrenaline and happiness - he often thinks of kissing those perfect lips, those rosy cheeks. He thinks it so often that its sickening.

Suddenly the script had flipped. It was no longer about his grudge, his anger - he was now envious, not of Pedri but envious of everyone around him. He wanted to be the one to hug Pedri after every goal, he wanted to be the one to cuddle Pedri when he's cold - he wanted to be one to make him smile. He wanted to be the centre of Pedri's world. He wanted Pedri to see no one but him.

And when the inevitable happened, when they finally crossed path - Gavi knew in his heart that Pedri was the one for him.

Somehow along the way Pedri carved a place for himself in Gavi's heart, rooted so deep that Gavi could never ever think to love anyone else.

Somehow Pedri became synonymous with love, with forever.

#pedri/gavi #pedrigavi #pedri×gavi #drabble #sorry got carried away with describing Pedri's beautiful eyes

[redwineconversation]

say something babe, do something (Olympique Lyonnais 2024 Contracts)

"You're Losing Me" is about the events which led up to what happened in "Maroon" and I will not entertain theories to the contrary.

Anyway, let's have a chat about Lyon's 2024 contracts, which I have addressed a little in the past and privately, but with Hegerberg's comments, it's worth revisiting.

Here are the major 2024 contracts: Ada Hegerberg, Griedge M'Bock, Delphine Cascarino, Perle Morroni, Christiane Endler, Vanessa Gilles, Vicki Becho, Eugenie Le Sommer.

Those are pretty considerable players. We're talking about the club's best and second best goal scorer, their starting goalkeeper, one of the best center backs in the world, a world class right winger, a world class left back, and arguably a very talented youngster. Losing those players would be catastrophic for the club, especially because there aren't really any equivalent players wandering around.

But why are we in a situation where we could lose such an important part of the roster?

First factor: John Textor taking over Olympique Lyonnais.

Nothing good has come from John Textor being the new owner. He fired Aulas, decided not to pay Aulas' separation agreement, decided to sell the women's team to a friend of his but a stranger to the team, failed to pass the financial watchdog not once not twice but three times, caused massive upheaval in the club, and is more hung up on Botafogo than Beth Mead stans are about the thought of Ellie Carpenter breathing.

John Textor fired Aulas because he didn't want Aulas' influence at the club anymore, and while you can argue that as majority owner he has the right to do what he wants with the club's personnel, Lyon's men team is also sitting bottom of the league and is about to have their third coach in as many months. There is enormous turmoil at Olympique Lyonnais and John Textor is the sole reason for it. He doesn't know what it means to run a successful European club and thinks he can do whatever he wants just like he did with Botofago. European clubs work different.

Perhaps John Textor's only saving grace is that he sold Lyon Feminin to Michele Kang. That's a good thing.

Or, well, is it?

Obviously given the choice between John Textor running Olympique Lyonnais Feminin or Michele Kang running it, I will choose Michele Kang. She is invested in women's soccer, believes in running it like a business, and seems to, at the very least, have some sort of interest in the sports. She has Lyon's interest at heart from a business perspective. She shows up to games, has plans, has ambitions.

All good things.

But what she is lacking is European experience. The fact of the matter is Washington Spirit is not a heavyweight club like Olympique Lyonnais Feminin is and you cannot recruit players for Washington Spirit at all because of the fucking draft the way Lyon needs their recruitment to be run. This club, with its European ambitions, cannot and should be run based on the premise of youth promise or trades.

What works with Washington Spirit is fine because that is restricted to the NWSL where there are no consequences for bad draft decisions. Bad recruitment for a European team can, has, and will cost a team the Champions League. It can, has, and will cost a team the league which affects their ability to go in the UWCL group stages and instead a team will find themselves against the likes of a scalp hunting team like Paris FC.

A team can finish rock bottom in the NWSL and there are absolutely zero consequences for the following season. It's a closed league with nothing at stake. If a team doesn't make the playoffs one season, who cares? There's always the next season. You don't win the Shield, that's a shame. You don't get the winner's bonus but that's it, really. You get another shot at it next season.

Camille Abily raised this concern about the playoffs in her recent OL Night Systems interview. Because of the structure, there is an actual possibility that Lyon might not even qualify for the UWCL playoffs, much less the group stage.

And that is always, always, always going to affect recruitment for a team of Lyon's calibre. I don't have the calendar in front of me, but I think the playoffs are May 12 and May 16 (or somewhere around those dates). Let's just roll with that. Now, Lyon has too many experienced players, too many international players, to be satisfied with not playing UWCL one season.

Ada Hegerberg is not going to stick around for a team who is not going to play Champions League, she just won't. Christiane Endler probably won't. Griedge M'Bock won't. Delphine Cascarino won't. I'm not even sure if the 2025 contracts would stick around - Selma Bacha definitely won't.

The type of players Lyon have just aren't going to accept chilling at home during the weekdays and watching other teams play the UWCL the entire season. That's just not going to happen.

Even if you can lock down these players prior to May 12, 2024 - and that's a massive if - any player with self-esteem is going to have an escape clause. As I said, Hegerberg isn't going to stick around for a team not playing in the Champions League all season. It's not going to happen. So how do you prepare for a team whose significant amount of players will be gun-shy to sign and then will want an escape clause even if they do?

It affects the recruitment. I've been vocal about wanting Leuchter, but would Lyon really be able to attract her? Not as things stand. They can't promise UWCL until May 12 at best, can't guarantee playing time, can't really say anything other than "okay... but like ... maybe... think about it?"

So we're back to the Michele Kang dilemma: what can she do, exactly?

At the moment, absolutely nothing, because she doesn't even officially own this team, and can't own it until OL Reign is officially sold. Seattle Sounders FC have officially entered negotiations to purchase the team but nothing has been finalized, and we are back to John Textor's "trust me, bro" in terms of seeing if it even occurs.

Even Textor had kept on Aulas until the sale of OL Reign was officially completed then there would have been an element of stability which is missing right now. Kang can't even make guarantees because she doesn't even own them. Yes, she's there, yes, she's behind the scenes, and yes, she is showing up.

But she doesn't own them. She can't make those final decisions.

But there is one other major factor: crowd attendance.

It's not a super persuasive argument in my mind, but it's still there. Lyon players deserve bigger crowds than they have. Now, there are factors which do explain the crowd attendance: Lyon's men team are absolutely shit. That does influence crowd attendance for female teams. If the men's team is successful, then people will care about other parts of the club. This will upset certain fan clubs, but let's be quite frank about it.

When Lyon men were capable of winning games, Lyon Fem was hitting in the 25k-30k range attendance at the Groupama Stadium. Then COVID hit, the men started being shit, Lyon Fem went through a season where they were trophyless, and that leads us to today. I'm not saying all of those are great arguments, but they are factors we need to take into consideration.

Lyon Fem gets ripped into for bad performances. The crowd is extremely unforgiving. Lyon had one (1) bad season where they didn't win anything and it did affect crowd attendance at the women's games for the following seasons. There are consequences to not living up to expectations. Lyon's shitty start to the 2022-2023 had consequences which we're still feeling to this day.

The crowd wants to get behind a team who wins. Lyon (Fem) fans have always cared about the football more than the social gathering at games. When Lyon had those wins, the football was a given, and the players didn't have to ask for people to show up. Fans showed up because winning was almost a guarantee.

2020-2021; Fall 2022 took those guarantees away.

It's not to say Lyon isn't trying to rebuild that trust. They are. And I think Kang's idea of building a midsize stadium (10-15k) is the right one. But again there are logistics behind it. Groupama is not the easiest stadium to get to, and the scheduling, especially of the women's games, makes it even more complicated as well. A majority of Lyon fans are 18+ and therefore have actual responsibilities, such as their education or jobs. A 9pm game on a Sunday night is going to affect attendance for fans who work full time. A novel concept for some, but that is the truth. People will (should?) choose to pay bills over attending a game. Though maybe there is a correlation between football social gatherings and unemployment rates.

So yeah, fan attendance is higher in other leagues, and there's reasons for that, amongst which are scheduling (which can be changed by the FFF), and success of the men's teams (in the hands of the Sports Gods).

Hegerberg's comments were annoying and, if I am frank, a little offensive to Lyon. She made it seem like Lyon is deliberately being passive about her contract situation rather than the club having its hands tied due to John Textor's lax definition of management.

Is Lyon's recruitment going to be really, really painful as long as the playoffs exist? Is Lyon's crowd attendance going to suffer while the men have won one (1) game in 12 attempts?

Yes.

It's really, really hard to predict what will happen with the 2024 contracts because these players will only play for UWCL teams. For the first time since 2006, Lyon doesn't know if they will be one.

#all good love stories start in the rain #michele kang #John textor

[hockeylvr59]

Here With Me Part 13 || Taylor Makar

Author’s Note: Kelsey attends her first UMass hockey game since becoming Taylor's girl and then after moving back to her campus apartment invites Taylor to spend the night for the first time. FC: Marina Laswick (@marooshk on instagram).

Warnings: cursing, teasing, soft sex // Word Count: 3,723

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Twelve

It was a little funny how Kelsey had already been to the Mullins Center more times this year than the last three or four combined. As she settled into a seat she adjusted her jacket over her maroon top and kicked her sneaker laden feet up onto the empty seat in front of her. She knew dating Taylor she was going to have to get used to coming to games more often because even if she hated the men’s game overall, her boyfriend deserved her support. 

UConn took the early lead but the Minutemen tied it up before intermission and Kelsey had a gut feeling that this was going to be a close one. Getting up during intermission she wandered through the arena eventually ending up by the press boxes as the second period started. Spotting Mikey coming back to his seat with the rest of the injured or scratched teammates she waited for him leaning against the railing. 

“T know you’re here tonight?” He asked quietly, aware of potentially prying ears. 

“Nope.” Kelsey replied. “Figured I’d surprise him. You guys heading on the road right after the game?” 

Getting Mikey’s confirmation that they were Kelsey nodded and let him get back to his seat, making her way back to her own. 

The second period had UConn scoring to take the lead and Kelsey sighed knowing how much this constant losing bothered Taylor even if he didn’t talk about it much. When Mercs tied it up in the third she mentally cheered because even was better than down any day. With just under 12 minutes on the clock Taylor drew a penalty and Kelsey couldn’t help but grin because that was much better than taking one. It was even better when the team scored to take the lead on the ensuing power play. 

With eight minutes to go Taylor drew another penalty and after making sure that Taylor was okay after going down awkwardly Kelsey again mentally praised her boyfriend for being on the right end of calls tonight. Snapping a picture of him on the bench during the major review, Kelsey texted it to him stating that ‘being an elite penalty drawer is much better than stupid penalty taker ;)’. 

Though it wasn’t a major it was still a power play and Kelsey’s jaw dropped when with 18 seconds Taylor hopped over the bench and proceeded to immediately get a good scoring opportunity. She knew he had rarely gotten powerplay time all season and gee it was amazing what her boy could actually do with it. 

Seeing him out there for an extended shift at the end of the 3rd after UConn had tied it up and then again to start the beginning of overtime meant that maybe her Uncle was finally starting to see some sense on what an amazing player Taylor could be if given the chance. When UConn buried it with only 13 seconds left in overtime, Kelsey couldn’t help but sigh because they really should have won that game. 

Waiting a few minutes as some of the crowd filtered out, Kelsey made her way down into the bowels of the arena hoping to sneak just a few minutes with Taylor before the team boarded the bus. 

It wasn’t long before she spotted him wandering around like he was looking for someone. 

“There you are.” He declared, pulling her into a relatively hidden corner. “Mikey said you were here. I didn’t know you were coming tonight.” Pressing up to kiss him before responding, Kelsey held him close and poured her pride into the kiss. 

“Wanted to surprise you.” She declared, hands sliding down his body in appreciation. “So proud of you. Drawing penalties by moving your feet and getting some power play time. Plus significant OT time. He should be playing you with #17 more often.” 

As she spoke she felt Taylor’s eyes on her and as her hands grazed his waist she felt him straining against his compression shorts. 

“Did you wear this specifically to kill me?” He mumbled, voice deep. 

Laughing quietly, Kelsey pulled him into another kiss just trying to make the most of the few minutes they could steal before he needed to get back to his team. After a few minutes she pushed him on his way before they got caught and blew the whole on the down low thing they were rocking. 

He was definitely hard but hopefully could just play that off on adrenaline and a good workout. Fixing her hair from where Taylor’s hands ran through it, Kelsey peeked around the corner before making her way out of the building along the most efficient path. 

By the time she got back to her parents house after stopping for gas and the few things she needed to pack up and move back into campus tomorrow, she had missed multiple texts from Taylor. 

It was a good thing she waited until she was in her room to open the messages because right off the bat was a picture of his bulge straining against his briefs from what was likely the men’s bathroom. Under it were a few text messages.

Taylor: You’re killing me Kels. 

Taylor: How are you so damn pretty at a hockey game. 

Chuckling to herself, Kelsey took a picture of her glass of ice she hadn’t poured her bottle of water into yet. 

Kelsey: Got plenty of ice for your cold shower there bud. 

Attaching the picture she sent it off, laughing when he simply sent back a pouting emoji. 

Given that she still had some packing to do and was going to be up for a little while, Kelsey debated continuing to tease Taylor further, curious what reactions she could draw from him. Stripping to change into pajamas, Kelsey snapped a picture of the pile of clothes before picking them up and putting them in the dirty laundry bag that would be going back to campus. Once redressed she sent the picture off to Taylor without a caption and moved to her bathroom to pack up all the things she wanted to take and didn’t need tonight or in the morning. 

When her phone buzzed it was a single line of text with a tone that came across loud and clear. 

Taylor: Kels…

Taylor had had enough and Kelsey set her phone aside resuming the packing that she wanted to get done tonight. As she settled into bed she pulled up their text thread shooting off a few more messages. 

Kelsey: Headed to bed but text me if you need me. 

Kelsey: I’m proud of you T. 

Kelsey: Also, not sure if I mentioned it but moving back into my apartment tomorrow if you want to come over when you guys get back. 

Plugging her phone in, Kelsey snuggled into bed thinking about stolen kisses and how she just wanted Taylor to have more games like this. 

*****

When Kelsey woke up her phone showed her that Taylor had read her messages even though there was no reply. Sighing though she was sure things were fine, she worked through her morning yoga, got dressed and collected her bags, carrying them all downstairs to pack up her car after eating breakfast. Like usual, her mom had made too much food and after eating more than she should Kelsey started to load up. 

Before she could go, her parents had to stop her and ensure she had everything she needed before giving their usual lectures about how she needed to focus on school not partying, that break time was over and now she needed to focus. As if she hadn’t been working on her graduation project over the entirety of break. 

As much as she loved her parents they could be a tiny bit out of touch. It was just something she had learned to deal with. But it was one of the reasons she still hadn’t told them she had a boyfriend. 

The drive back to her apartment at Hampshire was welcomed as was the fact that she was the only one of her roommates who had chosen to come back today so she had the entire apartment to herself. 

After dropping off her bags, she made a quick trip to the store for some food basics before coming home, eating a snack, and starting the process of unpacking and cleaning the stale apartment including making her bed with fresh sheets. 

Though she didn’t watch the UMass game she paid just enough attention to know when it had ended to keep her eyes and ears open in case Taylor had decided to come over. 

Hearing the knock on her door, Kelsey could only smile to herself as she moved to let her boyfriend in. He had a bag over his shoulder and one in his hand but seeing his expression made her smile drop and she looked at him wearily. 

"How dumb were you tonight?" She asked with a sigh. 

"Boarding minor with like a minute left." He admitted reluctantly. In response, Kelsey could only roll her eyes and shake her head at him.

 "And we've still got work to do there...but at least it was before the whistle right?" 

With Taylor confirming that it was indeed before the whistle Kelsey stepped aside. That was at least minor progress. 

“Brought food.” He murmured, kicking his shoes off onto the mat by the door. 

“I could go for a late night snack.” Kelsey agreed, moving to take the bag from his shoulder to set by her door. 

“No roommates?” He asked softly, setting the bag of food down on the kitchen counter. 

“Nope. Not coming back until Monday. So it’s just you and me assuming the bag means what I think it does.” 

“As long as you’re okay with it?” Taylor mumbled. “If not I can text Mikey.” 

“Of course I’m okay with it. That’s why I implied you should come over and stay the night.” Kelsey insisted, propping herself up on the counter beside the food. “Now what did you bring?” 

Digging into the food, the two of them chilled in the kitchen eating before cleaning up their mess, no leftovers in sight. Taylor was quieter than usual and though Kelsey was a little worried, she didn’t push him to talk. Once the kitchen was clean, Kelsey moved with Taylor back to her room, proceeding to grab pajamas and clean underwear from her drawers. 

“I need a shower before bed, you can join me if you want.” She explained. When Taylor’s response wasn’t the eager one she was expecting she grew even more concerned and looked up at him seeing his body language was sunken. “Or you can just curl up in bed and I’ll be back in a few.” She declared. 

Mouthing a what the fuck to herself as she moved toward the bathroom, Kelsey shook her head. Something was definitely wrong with her boyfriend if she couldn’t even get him to shower with her. 

Going through her usual routine, Kelsey changed and dried her hair before returning to her bedroom to find Taylor sprawled out in her bed half naked just watching something on tv though it was debatable if he was actually watching or dozing. 

Turning the main light in her room off and closing her door even though they were the only ones here, Kelsey slid into bed beside Taylor, still trying to read her boyfriend. It only took a moment before he was pulling her close, her body half draped over his and her left leg swung over his thighs. As his hands settled on her lower back, Kelsey laid her head on his shoulder just wanting to give him whatever he needed from her even if she didn’t fully understand what was wrong. 

After a few minutes she peeked up at him, watching as he rested, breathing deeply like there was a lot on his mind. 

“Can I have a kiss Tay?” She asked softly. “Before you fall asleep.” 

Tipping his head, Taylor kissed her softly twice before pulling back. 

If it weren’t for his thumbs tracing patterns at her waistline, Kelsey would have assumed that he was asleep. That’s why it surprised her a little when she felt him harden slightly, his dick pressing against her lower thigh through the thin material of his boxer briefs. 

Reaching out to touch him, Kelsey had barely grazed his bulge when he mumbled for her to stop. Retracting her hand she looked up at him as his eyes flickered open. 

“Just cuddle me.” He pleaded softly. 

Her boyfriend was hard yet he didn’t want sex. That was not something that Kelsey had expected at all and she didn’t fully understand it. Still, if he didn’t want sex then she wasn’t going to push for it and instead she settled, her fingers tracing patterns along his side. 

It was comfortable just snuggling him like this, his nose nudging her hair as his breathing relaxed beneath her. The weight of his arm securing her to his body made her feel safe and before she knew it she was getting sleepy as well. She had no clue how he was this relaxed but yet hard but she had an inkling that maybe the two were related. That was something to look into more another time. 

For now she was just going to enjoy getting to sleep in her boyfriend’s arms for the first time without either of them needing to rush out to meet a curfew or running to prevent boundaries from being crossed as this kind of intimacy was scary. It wasn’t any less scary now, but now that he was hers she found that it was much easier to push that fear aside and just enjoy being close to him. After all, there weren’t many physical boundaries left between them even if they’d only been together a few weeks. Taylor had seen her at her most vulnerable and she’d seen him in similar states. 

Their relationship seemed to be progressing quickly but yet it felt right. 

By no means was she ready to even think about those three little words, but she had a feeling they were going to come at some point because Taylor was someone she was starting to not be able to imagine her life without. 

With a yawn, she cuddled closer and before she fully knew it, she was asleep in his arms. 

*****

 Blinking awake, Kelsey stretched out, her body slow to process that there was another person in bed with her. Really there was another person under her. 

Taylor. 

This was the first time that she was waking up in the same bed as her boyfriend and despite being in her double bed, the way she was straddling his thigh, basically laying on top of him with both of his arms around her signaled that neither had made much of a move for space in the middle of the night. Quite the opposite really. 

Hearing a groan, Kelsey tilted her head slightly to peek up at Taylor as his hands rubbed over her mostly bare back, her shirt having ridden up to rest under her boobs. His eyes were closed but there was definitely no way he was asleep. Kissing along his collar bone, Kelsey stretched again a bit, her body stiff from sleep. 

“Morning handsome. Sleep okay?” 

“Not too bad. You kinda snore a little though.” 

She could hear the grin in his voice as he spoke and peeking up at him again confirmed that her easy going happy boyfriend was back. Smacking his chest softly, Kelsey squeaked a little as Taylor’s hands dropped to her butt, pulling her up and firmly onto his body as his mouth dropped to hers in a light exploring kiss. 

Settled over him she could feel his hard length pressed against her stomach. Morning wood. This time Kelsey was pretty confident of the reason for the erection even if she still didn’t understand last night’s semi. 

Kissing him back, Kelsey rolled her hips softly grinding down against him. No matter how many times they had sex it was still a heady feeling doing this with him. The heat of him was overwhelming and Kelsey felt her arousal spike. 

At the same time though her bladder started to protest and Kelsey sighed, breaking the kiss. 

“Bathroom.” She mumbled, pushing at his hands gently signaling that he needed to let her up. 

When his grip on her finally relented, Kelsey carefully got up and fixed her shirt before making her way to the bathroom. As she opened the door to her room she saw Taylor climbing out of bed and reaching into the overnight bag he’d brought, pulling out a toothbrush. 

Though she wouldn’t normally leave the door open, Kelsey knew that if she wanted Taylor to be open with her she would need to be open with him too and it wasn’t like he hadn’t already been in the room while she peed. After emptying her bladder, Kelsey cleaned up and redressed before standing and bumping Taylor aside a bit so she could reach her own toothbrush. 

This all felt very domestic and nearly knocked the wind out of her. 

Wasn’t spending the night with someone for the first time supposed to feel at least a little bit awkward? Instead it felt normal…natural to share space with Taylor like this. 

Finishing brushing his teeth, Taylor stepped around her to use the bathroom himself and by the time he was finished, so was she. 

Peeking over her shoulder at him, Kelsey moved back toward her room and onto her bed, waiting for him to join her. Within moments of him flopping onto the bed, his hands were reaching for her hips, pulling her back on top of him just like she’d been before. 

Though his eyes were tired, his gaze was still full of want and Kelsey grinned, grinding down against him softly once again. In addition to rolling her hips, Kelsey leaned forward kissing along Taylor’s neck and collarbone leaving a subtle mark he could hide under clothes. 

It didn’t take long for her to feel him grow stiff beneath her and she sighed happily as she kissed him enjoying the feeling of knowing that he wants her. 

After urging Taylor’s hands to her body to remove her pajamas, Kelsey reached over for a condom in preparation of what was to come. With her pjs pulled from her body, Taylor rolled her, tossing their clothing onto the floor as he settled over her, kissing trails over her skin as well. 

It was a lazy mood, almost indulgent because there was no question from either of them on what they both wanted. 

Taylor slipped the condom from her grasp and carefully tore the packaging before sheathing his length in the thin latex. 

“We good?” He asked softly, only lining up and slowly pressing inside of her upon seeing her nod. 

The feeling of being stretched by him once again made her gasp and sigh because it was so good. There was nothing hurried about his movements, just a slow grind and gradual push and pull providing just enough friction to leave electricity bubbling under her skin. 

“You’re perfect Kels.” Taylor mumbled against the shell of her ear, his lips trailing lightly over her skin. 

They’d had rough sex, soft sex, frantic sex, frankly every kind of sex but this was once again different and Kelsey couldn’t get enough. He felt incredible and his hands on her body heightened everything about it. 

As she started to feel the first signs of an approaching orgasm Kelsey tried to maneuver into it, urging Taylor to deepen this thrusts. 

“Not yet Kels.” He whispered, his voice scratchy with pleasure but soft all the same. “Just relax and enjoy it.” 

Ghosting feather light touches over her skin, Taylor kissed her, his lips easing over hers the way his body was easing into hers. Tangling her fingers in his hair, Kelsey nipped lightly at his lip before moaning as even more warmth filled her body and everything felt even more intense. 

There was no denying that she was close but when she finally spasmed around him a few minutes later it was nothing like what she had been expecting yet just as good. The sound of his groan as she milked him was imprinted on her brain and happy, sleepy hormones filled her as he ground against her seeking his own release. 

When he came, her name fell from his lips in a way she’d never heard before and a pulse of aftershocks rolled through her leaving her completely breathless as she buried her face into the crook of his neck. 

Sex had never been like it was with Taylor and Kelsey basked in the feeling of him resting inside her as he recovered from his own orgasm. 

“Holy shit Taylor.” She mumbled softly as he lifted off of her a bit to kiss her. After leaving her warm and gooey with his kiss, Taylor pulled out of her slowly and brushed a few stray strands of hair from her face. 

“Go pee Kels.” He murmured, shifting to dispose of the condom in her bedroom trash before pulling his boxer briefs back on. Though she knew he was right, Kelsey couldn’t help but just stare at him because it was hard to believe that this man could take care of her in every way like he seemed to be doing. 

By the time she got herself up and into the bathroom and then finally fully regained her legs, Kelsey found Taylor in the kitchen cracking eggs into a skillet and the words left her mouth before she even fully processed them. 

“Are you making breakfast?” 

“Yeah. Don’t know about you but I’m hungry.” He replied looking soft and sexy standing over the stove in her apartment in nothing but his boxer briefs. The fact that he could cook at least some eggs caught Kelsey a bit by surprise but it was a more than welcomed surprise. It was even more of a welcomed surprise that he was actually a good cook. 

After devouring the breakfast he made, Kelsey pulled him back to bed wanting to just enjoy the last weekend day they had before classes started and time together grew harder to come by.

#taylor makar #taylor makar imagine #hockey imagine #hockey imagines #nhl imagines #nhl imagine #colorado avalanche #colorado avalanche imagine #taylor makar nws #nws #lemon #hockey smut #nhl smut #cavalanche #046

[eulcgizeme]

OPEN TO: @proverbialsaints for june MUSE: renin daughtery, forty-two. adopted into rich family with twin brother, viewed as outcasts since returning to town when parents passed. boyd holbrook fc. PLOT: "awake with your memory over me, that's a real fucking legacy to leave."

The wine glass nearly rolled out of Renin's hand, the maroon staining the sleeve of his button down. Festivities had yet to die down and only seemed to escalate, but evidence of any loss of control and composure was lost to every expensive bottle emptied downstairs. Out against the courtyard, away from the crowd, Renin found better company with June against the summer night. "Everyone in this room is going to remembered, but for all the wrong reasons, " Renin said quietly. "I'm spared only because of the controversy surrounding my inheritance, but it's hardly anything I care for." He retired to the floor, sitting on the marble steps under the canopy of rose vines. "The greatest thing I've ever done is chosen you over everything that drives me away from this town," He admitted. "I want you to be my legacy. What's that going to take?"

#so many references to this mf song #and idk how this went from 0 to 100 but here we are #ch: renin daughtery #proverbialsaints.

[lawain-dimensional-heroes]

me after watching Fate Apocrypha again: the mood to use Mordred's icons as Maroon's fc again is high-- and idk how to

#out of aura

[oneirataxia-girl]

thanks sm to my bestie @hiya-its-amber for tagging me, love you girlie <333

nickname: a friend on wattpad calls me vivi + I sometimes get called ally, so I think vivi and ally??

height: 152cm so like 4’9

last thing i googled: avan jogia scene pack 👀👀👀

song stuck in my head: maroon by ts <3

number of followers: this is a new account so currently it’s 29 followers, surprisingly I’m not upset 🤔

amount of sleep: 6 or 7 I guess??

dream job: either a professional writer or a researcher in biology

wearing: at school rn so wearing my school uniform

book/movie that summarizes me: hmmm… jane eyre? I’m often told I’m like her, except for the falling in love part lol

favorite song: ✨ maroon by ts ✨

aesthetic: actually idk... I try to be academia but I usually end up with grunge bc I don't have a lot of academiacore clothes lol

favorite author: leigh bardugo without a doubt, I just love her so goddamn much

random fact: I have this thing when I choose fcs where I like a) check the person's pronouns, are they problematic, and ethnicity bc I refuse to have a white cis main oc within three miles of my wips, b) start looking for png resources, gif resources, then scenepacks, then finally c) flop on the ground lifelessly bc goddamit why are there no scenepacks for that person

tagging: @connietheecunning @come-along-pond @arrthurpendragon @misshiraeth98 @ariparri @bluejay-in-write @stridingseer and anyone who wants to do this <33

#about alvita #tag games

[rainbowfm]

due to no account being sent in, the following fcs and skeletons/colors have been reopened: ayo edebiri, camila mendes, davika hoorne, esther yu; navy, crimson, maroon, seafoam.

#new rp #appless rp #skeleton rp #apartment rp #city rp #oc rp #town rp