"earlier, when i said i had a date you didn't look happy." "cami, come on. i told you i'm happy for you." "no, you smiled. but it wasn't your real smile. don't bullshit me, pedri. i know all your smiles." - started: 02.09.2025 ended: 24.09.2025

five years ago, she let him chase his dream. five years ago, she kept a secret. now fate brings him back into her life, and he has no idea what he left behind.

in which, they 'hate' each other. ferran torres x fem!oc

in which, he finds out he's the father on christmas eve. ferran torres x fem!oc

she was hired to capture football's biggest moments. she never expected to become part of one.

Summary: It's been 10 years since I left him standing at the altar to go follow my dreams. I failed, but he didn't. He became a football player, just as he always wanted to. One of the best in Europe. And after not seeing each other for a decade, he is coming back. Declan Rice, England's captain, probably the love of my life... He's coming back home. Author's note: Welcome to another story inspired by one of my dreams 😅 Though mine was completely different, because the one left standing at the altar was Rodri, the one who plays for City (super random), and I was running away with Ramsdale 🤷🏼‍♀️ Also, yes, that first sentence is outdated 😂 But I wrote this months ago, and editing it feels weird 😅 Hope you like it, and thank you very much for reading! 💜

where, she babysits his niece (everything is fictional)

where, he 'saved' her daughter and became her everything (everything is fictional)

"I've been wanting to tell you how I feel for the longest time, but I was afraid - I didn't want to pressure you or make you feel uncomfortable, especially after Oliver, and with your nightmares I felt you were already dealing with so much, but after what happened tonight...."

[MATURE CONTENT] a rumpelstiltskin retelling #1 in the ODD FAIRYTALES series "Do you enjoy torturing me?" He asked on a groan as his hand travelled from my inner thigh to further upwards, finding me sans panties. "Only-" I breathed raggedly as he began tracing my slit with gentle strokes with not enough pressure to relieve me of the burn charging my core. "- when it suits." "Well," he said, finger dipping inside me, making me cling to his shoulders. "For your trouble, I'm about to fuck you so hard they'll write about us." "Like a fairytale?" I asked on a whisper, amusement dancing in my voice as I stared into his glowing golden eyes. "Be careful," he warned, ducking his head until I felt his hair brush my face. His lips were a millimetre from my ear, his breath making something thrum within me. "The ending will make you scream." I didn't doubt that.