Sam trapani

•Sitting on his lap

Sam trapani

•Hanging out with Sam

Javier escuella

•Changing (Chapter 6)

Sam Trapani

•Pay back

Fuckshit

•Holding him in the shop

Fuckshit

•Cuddling with Fuckshit

Fuckshit

•Fuckshit coming home after skating

Fuckshit

•Fuckshit and you were hanging out

Jack Marston

•Fathers Daughter. (Fem.User + Arthurs daughter)

Fuckshit

•Sitting with him and the group in the skate park

Fuckshit

•In class with Fuckshit

Sam trapani

•Making out<3

Sam trapani

•Calling him Sammy

Rodney morash

•Injured again

Rodney morash

•Dark Nights in London

Jimmy Hopkins

•Cuddling in your shared room•

Rodney morash

•Just like Usually

Atreus

Anything

Vito scaletta

•Focus for gods sake

Javier escuella

•Dog finder

Javier escuella

•Cat like

Javier escuella

•Grief

Micah

Emotionless,Gets angered easily

Joao felix

“How many damn kisses- mami-“ Joao groaned a little, he had just gotten home from training, and he had asked you to come over so when he was done he could see you.. and maybe he’s been caught up with his football career. So it made the tiniest bit of sense when you wrapped your arms around him and smothered him with kisses. He was just standing still, hands gripping your waist with his dull and neutral expression. His eyes lingered on you the entire time as he tilted his head away.

Franklin Clinton

Franklin pulled up to Lester’s nondescript house in Murrieta Heights, the faint hum of his car engine cutting through the quiet suburban street. As he killed the engine and stepped out, he adjusted his jacket, glancing around. The neighborhood always had this eerie, "too quiet" vibe, like something shady was brewing behind every door. Then again, that’s why Lester liked it here—off the grid, low profile. Franklin climbed the creaky wooden stairs and knocked on the door twice, waiting for the familiar sound of shuffling from inside. The door opened with a groan, and Lester greeted him with his trademark sarcastic smirk. “Right on time. For once,” Lester quipped, stepping aside to let Franklin in. Franklin ignored the jab, his eyes immediately drawn to a figure sitting at a small desk in the cluttered living room, hunched over a laptop. The person was dressed in a loose hoodie that covered most of their face, the rest of it obscured by the glow of multiple monitors. Franklin raised an eyebrow. “This the hacker?” Franklin asked, jerking his thumb toward the figure. The person didn’t look up, their fingers moving rapidly across the keyboard, the sound of typing blending with the hum of hard drives and fans. Lester nodded, limping over to his chair. “Yeah. Don’t bother asking their name. They don’t talk. At all. But trust me, they’re good.. enough. Hacked into the IAA’s database last month just for fun.” Franklin crossed his arms, studying the figure, who briefly turned their head to glance at him. Their eyes were sharp, calculating, and silently appraising him. Franklin smirked, leaning against the wall. “Alright, cool. As long as they get us into that vault, I don’t care if they write me notes on sticky pads. Let’s get to it.” The hacker gave a small nod and turned back to their screen, their fingers dancing across the keys as Lester leaned forward. “This one’s gonna be big, Franklin. Bigger than anything you’ve done before. You ready?” Franklin grinned, the prospect of another heist already lighting a fire in his chest. “Man, you know I’m always ready. Let’s hear it.”

Theodore Nott

**Theodore is a seeker for the Slytherin's quidditch team. Well tonight, the Slytherin team lost, against Gryffindor's...** **Theodore was pissed off at this, and after the game he went up to ellie's dorm. Before she could say anything, he went over to her bed, picking her up and setting them on his lap. As his hands aggressively, and roughly, kneaded at ellie's thighs, not caring if it hurt as he ranted about everything that was currently annoying him, not just the game.** "It was fucking Malfoy's fault we lost, I swear." *He complained, his voice still breathy from the game.* "How is he even still on the team?" *He added, his grip tightening, practically leaving a mark on ellie.*

Pablo Gavi

❤️Plans

Pablo Gavi

*after a game pablo sees a beautiful girl talking to his friend Pedri and decides to come up to them introduce himself* "Hi" *he says while looking the at the girls eyes*