#o-aa

[almoststedytimetravel]

Larry being an incredibly talented artist is the funniest gag in the Ace Attorney series. Every time he shows up, Phoenix and Edgeworth always make snide remarks about his art, but it's always really good.

Like from case one of the first game, Larry clearly had mad sculpting ability when he made the thinker clock. He's a good enough actor to play the Steel Samurai at an international display of goodwill. He was able to perfectly paint a variety of scenes he would only have seen for a few seconds across multiple games.

But he's always getting clowned on by the rest of the cast because he's such a pathetic cringefail in every other aspect of his life.

#Larry is like... what if Inigo fire emblem was an ace attorney character #A sad wet cat who's really good at art but is still constantly getting clowned on by his childhood friends #Edgeworth yelling “I will never acknowledge you as the Steel Samurai!” #while doing his pointing animation and a.dramtic sound effect plays #god it's so fucking funny #ace attorney #Larry Buttz #O think I should yell about aa more

[old-lorarri]

꒰꒰‧₊˚𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 ─ 𝐓𝐓𝐀𝟔𝟔 ˚₊· ꒱꒱

─ summary . . . ❨ people find out about the former relationships of two of the best altheltes in the world and they can't help but pray they get back together ❩ ─ pairing . . . ❨ trent alexander arnold x fem! scouse! f1 driver! reader ❩ ─ genre . . . ❨ social media file ❩ ─ author note . . . ❨ btw a bezzie means a bestie if any of you were wondering also part 2 coming soon so till then enjoy ❩

❨ masterlist | next ❩

nothingbut_yn

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nothingbut_yn night on the town with my bezzie 🤪

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trentarnold66 bezzie 4 life 🤪 ⤷ user what happened...

user god why did you take this it couple for us

user COME BACK WE MISS YOU GUYSSSS

user what I would give to have lived in this era of them

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nothingbut_yn

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nothingbut_yn bezzie to bae 💞

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trentarnold66 I love you baby ❤️ ⤷ user WHERE DID THIS LOVE GOOOOOO

user they were so cute 💔

user they were the parents I need but can't have

user brb imma go cry rn

user okay jokes over...now get back together

user my mother has divorced my father. sobs.

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nothingbut_yn

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nothingbut_yn nothing breaks like a heart 💔

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user no trent comment...

user oh baby :(

user noooo my parents

user WHAT HAPPENED

user heartbreaks lead to happiness and success down the line and Y/N is a perfect case of that

user god plz bring these two back together

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trentarnold66 and yourinstagram . 4hrs ago

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#꒰꒰ ‧₊˚📁 ─ my works ˚₊· ꒱꒱ #trent alexander arnold x reader #football x reader #football #f/o imagines #football imagine #liverpool #trent alexander imagines #trent aa #trent x reader #trent alexander arnold #taa #trent alexander arnold x y/n #trent alexander arnold fanfic #trent alexander arnold x you #trent alexander arnold oneshot #trent alexander arnold drabble #trent alexander arnold imagine #football fanfic #f1 x you #football x you #f1 x reader #formula 1 imagine #football instagram au #f1 instagram au

[woolydemon]

klapollo and co dump. these are a lil old now

#klapollo #klavier gavin #apollo justice #ace attorney #aa #ema skye #kristoph gavin #HUGH O CONNER #GET HYPED ITS HUGH #i would tag trucy but shes only here as a baby chicken skddjhfjf #wooly art

[lovipop]

When the f/o does something so cute you have to take a break from their media and walk around the room because you're so giddy.

#f/o #f/o post #f/o meme #self ship #self shipping #selfship post #The amount of times this happened when playing AA

[kar-krashew]

ace attorney is actually just mayas whole show, phoenix is there on accident 🫶

[ID: digital art of maya fey, drawn hips up. she is looking at the viewer and winking while making a heart with her fingers. she is standing inside a heart, which is created using stylized white writing of “maya.” her sash and the top of her bun are not contained within the heart. the background is pink and there is a small red heart inside her finger heart. /end ID]

Read more for img of the lettering !

[ID: an image of a white heart formed by the stylized letters of “maya.” it is overlayed with a translucent purple silhouette of maya. the background is black. /end ID]

#my art #maya fey #ace attorney #she’s my best friend #aa #uhhh idk what to tag this shes so cute she’s so me #hehehe hohoho #phoenix wright ace attorney #practicin the digital :O

[letmeapologise]

hi!! can you write where the reader is pregnant and trent is feeling the pregnancy symptoms or maybe the reader doesn’t know she’s pregnant and finds out bc of trent having symptoms.

❝ 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯���� 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐮 ❞

.ೃ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ! 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ✰ ´ˎ˗

⋆ ｡ ˚ ⋆ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ⌇ 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ੈ✩‧₊˚

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⌇ 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫-𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

ೄྀ࿐ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ⌇ 𝟏.𝟑𝐤 !

↳ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ೃ⁀➷ 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐢𝐝𝐤 𝐢𝐟 𝐢'𝐦 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐜𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞. 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 !

TRENT USUALLY WOKE UP EARLIER THAN YOU, due to the nature of his job and the physicality it involved. However, these days you were getting up at horrendous times in the morning with inexplicable cravings, like now, in which your boyfriend had spotted you sitting on a counter in the kitchen shovelling cucumber and chocolate into your mouth. Trent grimaced at you, frowning, glaring at you and then at the cutting board to the right of you where you had seemingly been slicing the cucumber for you to eat at three in the morning.

“Why’re you up? And why are you eating cucumber and chocolate?” he yawned, stretching as he strolled up to you, kissing your forehead and dodging the concoction of food you had gathered. You looked up at him, pecking his lips as he wrapped his arms either side of you, effectively trapping you on the counter, legs dangling off the edge threatening to kick against his stomach. “Just got a random craving again,” you scoffed, looking down at the cutting board. “And it’s cucumber, chocolate, and salt,” you corrected him, smiling widely and he raised his hands in mock surrender. “Why don’t you come back to bed ‘n’ eat it then?” he tilted his head at you, arm retracting back to rub comforting circles into the skin of your leg. 

You shook your head. “Didn’t wanna wake you up,” he rolled his eyes and stepped back, the corner of his lips lifting up slightly, and shrugging. “Well, I’m up. So just come back to bed,” he tilted his head at you, grinning. You huffed, hopping off of the counter as Trent watched you, sprinkling more salt onto the thinly sliced cucumbers in the palm of your hand. He let out a laugh, rubbing his hand over his face in disbelief, chuckling softly. You then grabbed the chocolate and carried both upstairs, tailing behind Trent who was holding in bounds of laughter, clutching at his chest.

Once you got to bed, he had rolled over, legs splayed over yours under the covers, eyes flickering closed and open as he watched you eat the cucumber and chocolate, balancing one on top of the other like some kind of makeshift sandwich, laughing silently and twisting his head round up at you with a nonchalant expression, as if everything about this scenario was completely normal. You looked round at him with a smirk, the cucumber and chocolate rested neatly on the covers, Trent almost gagged at the sight of it again; running a hand over his face in disbelief once more, then rolled over to face the wall and tried to go to sleep without the thought of you and your incessant cravings.

A few hours later he woke up, kissing you on the cheek as he usually did when he left early, and made his way downstairs to make himself breakfast and a pre-training meal. The remainders of your night cravings scattered across the counter, with small helpings of cucumber and a chocolate wrapper just above it by the chopping board, as well as a salt condiment on top of it. He scoffed, laughing quietly to himself as he made his way out the door, binning the wrapper on his way out, and eating an energy bar.

He reached the training grounds after a twenty minute drive, headphones on, and grinning once Andy Robertson approached him. “You good, Robbo?” he nodded, smiling widely at his teammate and giving him a quick hug, ruffling his hair. “I’m good, thanks. You?” Trent nodded back, huffing as the memory of you came back to him, before he could say anything in return Robbo spoke up once more. “You look like you’ve got a bit of bags under your eyes, mate,” he commented, Trent shook his head, smiling. “It’s the missus,” Robbo raised his eyebrows, face tilted to the side in surprise before smirking at him, chuckling. “Why? You been getting some action recently?” 

Trent rolled his eyes, slapping his teammate on the neck. “She keeps waking up in the night with these weird food cravings. Woke me up last night ‘n’ when I went downstairs she was chowing down on some cucumber ‘n’ chocolate,” he laughed, a downturned smile emerging on his face, then he scratched his chin. Roberton furrowed his brows at him, mouth half-agape. “Mine had that before we found out she was pregnant.”

Trent glared at him, mouth half-agape, eyes darting around until he almost gave a delayed flinch at his words, head shooting back as if offended. “Shut up, don’t joke like that.” Robertson shook his head, waving his arms about, a sort of pleading in his eyes. “No, I’m being serious,” he exclaimed, Trent ran a hand over his face, exhaling deeply. Robbo gestured towards a room in the training grounds, looking around at Trent and the security outside the building. 

“Come ‘ere, lad,” Trent followed him into the room, closing the door behind him. “What else have you noticed weird about her recently?” Trent hummed in thought, looking up at the ceiling, shaking his head. “Dunno, been up more in the night like I said.” Robbo sat down, clasping his hands together, Trent did the same but his leg was rocking back and forth, fidgeting about. Andy ran a hand through his hair, and then resting on the bridge of his nose while he thought out loud. 

“Doing what?” Trent shrugged, half-pouting, chuckling as if everything his friend was saying was some kind of joke. “Eating, pissing, dunno. Stuff you usually do at night.” Robertson wet his lips, watching the door and then at Trent. “That’s another symptom, pissin’ more. Has she been complaining about any pain?” Trent scratched the back of his neck. “Yeah, but that could just be her period, right?” Robbo shrugged. “Listen, should I text her, what if it’s a surprise or sum’?” Robbo laughed, waving his hand about at Trent. “Worst kept surprise ever then, then again you’re a bit thick,” he nudged Trent, chuckling to himself. “Dunno how you haven’t added it together like this before, lad.” 

Trent just shrugged, then pulled his phone out, as he did so Virgil walked in through the door, jabbing a thumb in a backwards direction towards the pitch. “Boss wants you out there,” he looked between the two players, Trent giving him a pensive look with your messages with him pulled up, and then glanced at Robbo who was looking at him chirpily. “Trent’s missus is pregnant!” he basically shouted. Trent leaned back in his seat, mumbling profanities under his breath as he watched Virgil look at him with a mixture of shock and awe. “Fuckin’ hell, Robbo. Surprised the whole country doesn’t know now, you don’t even know for sure either. Dunno if she does!” his tongue poked in the side of his cheek, biting down on his lips before he wet them and leaned forward with his head in his hands.

“Do you want me to tell the boss sum’?” Virg inquired, eyes still widened, processing what was going on; and how he was going to keep up a secret like this if the answer was no. Trent shook his head. Virgil looked down and nodded, biting down on his lip and letting out a much needed breath of air. He looked back down at his phone, a notification bringing him to his senses, it was from you – an attachment – he clicked on it, Virgil now debating whether or not to leave the room and go back to training, while Andy tried to peek over and read your messages.

The screen came up, a photo of five positive pregnancy tests all lined up next to each other.

୨୧ @𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 ୨୧

#✰ letmeapologise ´ˎ˗ #✰ letmeapologise works ´ˎ˗ #imagines #writing #f/o imagines #football #football imagine #liverpool #trent alexander arnold x reader #trent alexander imagines #trent aa #trent x reader #trent alexander arnold #taa

[xenocorner]

Oh

Oh no

I have fallen into a new hole

#o(-( #Look Clint was one of my first faves when I was bby and watched EMH and AA #Lost my hipe in the mcu #But I had never dabbled in comic Clint before #He's so- #Cries #I am having an emotion #Bless Izzy for introducing him to me through their rps #Forever salty they don't include his disability in other adaotations #Why are other mediums that aren't comics allergic to representing our disabled heroes I am foaming at the mouth #clint barton #hawkeye

[damiandie]

The moon will sing a song for me, I loved you like the sun

-The Moon Will Sing by The Crane Wives

This song makes me sob. It's so them. (FINALLY FINISHED THIS!)

#chnt #camp here and there #i love sydney o sargent #sydney o sargent #jedidiah martin #camp here & there #jedidiah x sydney #jedidiah aa martin #seddie #ive had this in drafts 4 MONTHS #FINALLY FINSHED IT #YAYAYYAYAYAYA #Spotify

[mixedkid-matchup]

FINALS PT3

#mixed matchup tag #poll #polls #trucy wright #final countdown #miles morales #aa #ace attorney #spiderman #spider man #atsv #across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #itsv #O notes #Post

[wyrmswears]

sebastian pokemon team reveal. the main gimmick is that 3 of his pokemon are mimics and he has no clue. mimikyu of course, but 'growlithe' is a hisuian zorua and 'snorunt' is a ditto.

#sebastian debeste #ace attorney #aai2 #ace attorney investigations #pokemon #aai2 spoilers in tags sort of #hakamo-o reminded me of sebastian and i imagine blaise has a kommo-o :D #he doesnt have any crying pokemon because blaise gets wishiwashi since he Weaponises his tears #wyrm draws #ace attorney investigations 2 #aai #aa

[leggalese]

what r ur thoughts abt godot / diego :3

Ah Godot...I remember the time when he was just another character people simped for instead of a hot topic issue...simpler times.

He is quite interesting. I liked how his character shows the flaw of being too blinded by grief. Bro flat out became a prosecutor because Wright was the only living being at the time that he could project his own self blame on.

Also the fact that he throws entire mugs of coffee when he gets pissed is pretty hilarious.

#ace attorney #ace attorney fanart #fanart #ask #aa godot #diego armando #dollar store miguel o hara

[kitamars]

in which i take the aa-tnb pipeline and shove it into the hadron collider

#im just finishing off old stuff #i’ve had this in my files for MONTHS #i have alternate sprite sketches so if you all want i’ll clean them up and post them #WON’T ANIMATE THEM THOUGH this took so much out of me o(-( #phoenix stays in sternbild for one week as a temp lawyer for kotetsu and earns more than he has in the past three years it’s great #also consider: kotetsu being accused of murder leading to co-counsel barnaby #even funnier if they aren’t together at the time AND phoenix has his magatama #🐰: he’s nothing but a nuisance and i could care le- *LOUD CLANGING OF CHAINS* #phoenix: jesus fucking christ my ears #also phoenix hears kotetsu say ‘bunny’ and just goes 👁 👁 i think I Know What You Are #anyways #tnb x aa crossover #aka #yuri isn’t paid enough for this shit #kotetsu t. kaburagi #barnaby brooks jr #tiger and bunny #tiger & bunny #t&b #taibani #tnb #ok bye

[uglygirlstatus]

a really cool normal guy

#ace attorney #miles edgeworth #aa #my art #I trying to challenge myself to draw his hair as stupid as possible #I doodled these too small so the resolution sucks I think but o well

[asterionyx]

adam..,ADAAAAAA

most unoriginal joke ever i know i know but it gets me everytime without fail.

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#digital art #art #asterionyxart #f/o comfort #romantic f/o #f/o art #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel art #hazbin hotel fanart #hazbin adam #taKING MY PET DUCK ADAM #FOR HIS FIRSTT SWIIIMMMMM #BE CAREFUL ADAM #ADAM.. ADA AAAA A AA A A AA-

[eterna-ween]

duality of caligosto art (2nd drawn with tux paint)

sensorium and dart where i forgot how i even did the psi style with the dartagnan

i had another loboto thing it is just too big for this site. zad..

#psychonauts #psychonauts 2 #psi king's sensorium #sensorium #dr loboto #dr caligosto loboto #caligosto loboto #d'artagnan #psychonauts audie o #psychonauts sniffles #psychonauts dr touch #psychonauts tasty #psychonauts vision quest #a few of these are a tad old. not too old tho but still aa #asylum scrabbles #psi king #helmut fullbear

[letmeapologise]

request for a fluffy trent one shot: reader and him have been busy and unable to spend much time together but when they finally have a free night trent comes home late after partying w friends and reader is already in bed and giving him the silent treatment and he has to grovel a bit before she gives in and they have pillow talk. thank you!

❝ 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 ❞

.ೃ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 ! 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐰 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 ✰ ´ˎ˗

⋆ ｡ ˚ ⋆ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ⌇ 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 ੈ✩‧₊˚

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ⌇ 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫-𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

ೄྀ࿐ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ⌇ 𝟏.𝟐𝐤 !

↳ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ೃ⁀➷ 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐯 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝 "𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲/𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 > 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 > 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 > 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 !!!!" 𝐬𝐨 𝐢 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡. 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭/𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐫 ! 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 !

YOU WATCHED EAGERLY AS THE TIME RACED FORWARD, Trent had agreed to drive himself home after training today, and the two of you could finally have some time together. Unsurprisingly, times like this were rare dating a footballer and you did wish he had more time for himself and you. Most of the time he just walked in the bedroom and collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, and out in seconds. You admired his ability to do so, but it meant your home life with him basically consisted of watching him sleep with a comforting hand running through his hair.

You were just looking forward to doing something else – sit outside in the hot tub with him, maybe – and so the whole house had been cleaned for him, but if anything it was for yourself, to quench the excitement you felt at his arrival. Maybe a date night at home?

Your phone rang, the alarm going off you had set for seven, he should be here anytime soon. You practically leaped towards the window, trying to watch and see if his car would pull into the driveway. You waited a few more minutes, he still wasn’t here, probably traffic. You ended up opening the window and poking your head out of it to look down the street, still no car in sight. Then you went back upstairs to grab your phone, texting him, before you noticed his Snapchat story pop up, with your brows furrowed you clicked it, hoping it be an explanation or apology for being late, stuck in traffic – you could forgive him for that – instead you were faced with a view of the club near you, blaring neon lights and music echoing throughout the room, some of his friends who you recognised jumping and pointing at the air.

The video stopped. You stared at your phone in silence. Then let out a deep breath of frustration. You didn’t even send the message you were texting him with after that, just held backspace and deleted it, then closed your chat.

He would come home sooner or later, no more home date or hot tub chats, you were just fed up; wondering if other couples, non-footballer couples, even non-celebrity couples, had to deal with this. It was tiring to say the least. You mumbled profanities under your breath and placed your phone on the nightstand, plugging it in to charge and rolled over onto the bed, drifting off to sleep with a dejected expression.

It was eleven when you heard chatter and laughter outside your house, then the sound of the door opening and Trent’s poor excuse at walking quietly up the stairs that just ended up in squeaking reverberating around the hallway. Then the door to your bedroom opened, you pretended to be asleep. The left side of the bed sank down under the weight of him clambering into bed and you felt his arms wrap around you, and kissed your shoulder, mumbling into it, “I know you’re awake.”

You turned over, opening your eyes and looking at him with sorrowful eyes and pouty lips and his eyes softened. “Baby, what’s wrong?” you looked away from him, “what were we meant to do today?” he paused, looking at you momentarily before scanning the room as if that would give him the answer. Then his mouth fell open, “I thought that was another day?” you glared at him, then rolled back over and pursed your lips, “yeah, well, it wasn’t.”

He then sat upright, lightly tugging you over to look at him but you stayed adamant. “Baby, I’m sorry, do you want me to make you hot chocolate?” you scoffed, half-mumbling into the pillow your head was resting on, “that’s great that, Trent,” you said sarcastically.

“Baby, please. I hadn’t seen them in ages, I promise I’ll make it up to you,” you glared up at him, and he just swooped down to give you a peck on the lips. Then another, and another, and another. Eventually when he bent down again to kiss you, you held a hand to his face to stop him in his path – but he just attempted to kiss your palm despite being held back with it – and you smiled, breaking off your frustration with him.

Then looked away and buried your head in the pillow before he could notice – he still did, even with a hand in his face – and grinned at you, moving your hand to the side and kissing your cheek; speaking in-between kisses. “I’ll do whatever you want, please, just don’t be mad at me.” You didn’t respond, just looking at him and the wall with a slight smile as he repeatedly kissed your cheek, nose, and anything he could reach.

“Okay, just stop kissing me!” now he pouted at you, “you don’t like me kissing you?” you rolled your eyes and he grinned in satisfaction. “What d’ you wanna do?” he asked, your hand now at your side with your boyfriend looking down at you, tilting his head. You continued on with your original plans before he arrived, “I was thinking of a date at home or just a lazy day in the hot tub, ‘cause you haven’t even stepped in it since the day we bought it.” He grinned at you.

“Why not both?” you laughed, “like you’d have the time for that.” He looked at you for a moment before laying back down next to you, you turned to face him. “I’ll call in sick tomorrow,” he finally said, your eyes widened but you couldn’t help the smile that emerged. “Are you sure?” he nodded, reaching for your hand under the covers. “Need to make it up to you somehow, don’t I?” you kissed him, grinning and ruffling his hair then turned over to face the wall.

He kissed your ear to regain your attention, but your position remained unwavering so he reached over and started tickling your neck. 

You jolted up trying to move away and almost flailing off of the bed, “Trent, stop!” he kept going, shifting himself closer to stop you escaping from his grasp, your arms trying to hit everything of his you could in aid for him to stop. “Tr – eeeee – nt!” you squealed. You were almost off the bed, one arm on the floor to support yourself, when he stopped and dragged you back up by your waist, kissing your forehead and laying you back down on your side of the bed.

“You’re so annoying,” you laughed, trying to get your breath back, then whipped out your pillow from under your head and smacked him with it; then placed it back down. He laughed with you, “you love me really.” Your tongue poked the inside of your cheek.

“Yeah, that’s why you’re gonna buy me flowers tomorrow,” his eyes widened in confusion, “y’know, so I can forgive you,” he scoffed, laughing. “Yes, Ma’am,” and saluted you, then pulled you over so your legs were tangled up with each other’s and his hands wrapped tightly around your back, half-squeezing you to death.

“G’night, love you,” he murmured against your head. “Love you too.”

୨୧ @𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 ୨୧

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