come back to me, oh my dear, I got nowhere to go you're still on my lonely mind, and I dream about you all the time when love hurts, that's when you know it's real.

❝ I guess we were too caught up in the fast lane to notice that the roads were leading us in two different directions. ❞ ▸ Cesc Fabregas poetry fanfiction ▸ Prequel to 'Crossroads' ▸ Highest: #1 in CESC FABREGAS, #1 in CHELSEA, #2 in BARCA, #13 in SOCCER ▸ Completed: September 2015 ✔ ©Fleur-DeLys

"I think he's into you.." "He's into getting into my pants, that's what it is"

> in which they pull off a seemingly impossible heist. - - -die mannschaft AU // based on fast5- - - by sasha (@keepmelukewarm) & nia (@germanynt)

》Barbara's mark started appearing when she turned 18, but mine had been long there. It was wrong to love her, but if it really was, I wish I would never be right because we were soulmates and no one could change that. © propensity, 2015. cover by @junkiep.

❝ Fatality decided this story would last but only a decade. ❞ ▸ Xavi Hernandez Poetry Fanfiction ▸ Highest rankings: #1 in XAVI, #1 in BARCELONA, #1 in FOOTBALLER, #13 in POETRY ▸ Completed: June 2015 ✔ ©Fleur-DeLys

[CHAT ROOM] In which one of the Die Mannschaft members entered the wrong number into their group conversation.

▸ Highest rankings: #4 in FOOTBALLER #5 in SHORT STORY COLLECTION #19 in STORIES Have you ever had that feeling during a football match? That tingling sensation when your whole body is absorbed by the game, following each of the players' movements, looking into their formation, trying to anticipate their strategies... That deep-rooted excitement when your favorite players step on the pitch... the simple sight of that kit that feels like a second skin, in that stadium that feels like home, with a team that has become family... I'm sure a specific team just popped into your head didn't it? Or maybe a certain player? Blaugrana, Merengue, Rojiblanco, Stripped, Bright Yellow, Fiery Red, Pale Azure, Royal Blue... out of all these colors, which one runs through your veins? Either way, it all comes down to this 90-minute infinity. When everybody's hearts beats as one, all united to support one team that, with time, has become a part of us, something that defines us, and we couldn't be prouder of it. How can you describe the feeling of seeing your team scoring a goal? That feeling that makes your chest swell with pride, when the overwhelming joy takes over the stress that had you biting on your nails until then. So you can't help but jump up an down, not really caring who's watching, because for another countless time, you know that your team hasn't let you down. The mutual faith is still there and burns in your heart like wild fire. And if that isn't something worth celebrating, then what is really? That feeling, my dear, that majestic almighty feeling, is what football is all about. ▸ Last Updated: September 2015 ✔ ©Fleur-DeLys

"You know Mats, sometimes bad choices lead us to the right people. And I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be." cover by me

[ COMPLETED ] "You're a twat Erik." "Yeah but you're into it, Rose." cover made by jagielka.