gloomyhearts - Tumblr blog

gloomyhearts · 18 days

Text

Reblog if it's okay to befriend you, ask questions, ask for advice, rant, vent, let something off your chest, or just have a nice chat.

please, please and please.

2M notes · View notes

gloomyhearts · 3 months

Text

This is like... Wow, undiscribable... lost in the wonderful writing and story.

Promises We Make (Lindsey Horan x Soulmate!R)

Request: A Lindsey x reader soulmate AU where people know they’re soulmates because they share dreams with them. Something angsty and happy and a lot of things.

425 notes · View notes

gloomyhearts · 5 months

Text

We got this ~ Vivianne Miedema x f!reader

Part two

As the month flew by, Viv takes big steps in her recovery and forward her being able to play again. With you along the hard and long way, she found strength to keep going, staying positive. Always keeping her occupied, she visits your games, or you stay with her on the straps as Arsenal was playing. Marking the month after her surgery, you guys went on several dates, in restaurants, museums, or casual strolls around parks. You two decide to take the next step and decide to level your relationship to girlfriends.

"I’m heading to an appointment, but afterwards I’m all yours.”

"What kind of?"

"Nothing bad, just with the manager."

"Okay, liefje. See you soon. Any wishes for lunch?”

"Anything you make tastes delicious, surprise me.”

"All right, doing my best."

"You are the best,” you click your tongue.

"Such a charmer.”

"I’ve got so much more. Maybe I’ll show you later but now I gotta go see you. "

"I keep my eyes open.” You can hear her smile through the phone, how she squeezes her eyes shut and her lips turning up, so her dimples are visible.

Beth and Katie came over for some company they’re looking forward to see you 😊

Over the months Beth was a true friend to Vivianne as she understood her in every situation and could help with emotions different to how you could help her, saying sweet nothings and motivational, showing her the bright side, the positive, keep her going. Katie being Viv’s biggest fan and number one supporter, she was there every step as well cheering as the next milestone was reached.

You ring the bell, and second after, you were greeted by a brunette woman, “Y/N’s here!” Katie shouts back into the house.

"You expecting someone else?” You step next to Viv at the kitchen island where she sits on the bar stool and sling an arm around her back, kissing her cheek, “your other girlfriend?”

"No, no, the girl ordered us food.”

"I’m not even getting your delicious food?” You turn towards the guests. “Thank you guys.”

"Cry me a river,” Katie smirks.

"So what happened at your appointment?”

"Thank you Viv great question,” you face Beth. “Didn’t know I’d only get you in a trio.”

“They asked where you were I told them,” a laughter escape her lips and you shake your head chuckling, pecking her lips. Beth and Katie made vomiting sounds in union.

"Not a big deal, just some adjustments on my contract, my vision for the future.”

"Your big dreams,” Viv remarks, bringing her arms around your waist and pulling you closer, kissing your neck.

It was difficult to get into the building of Arsenal without any of her teammates noticing. You had everything planned. Todays the day Viv has her first training on the field, another big step in her recovery. Changing into your kit, you rub your palms on your shorts, taking a shaky breath. You step out of the room. As you arrive at the pitch, the team is standing in a big circle, chatting about their last days, laughing and enjoying. Your girlfriend soon sets her feet on the grass as well, all cheering her up as she begins to run her tracks. Taking further steps to the group, Katie is the first to catch you, and she runs off to you. “Y/N!” throwing her arms around you and jumping against you. You caught the Irish woman and your stability before falling over.

"Wouldn’t believe you’d be this excited to see me,” you laugh against her shoulder.

A hand rests on your shoulder and Katie gets down on the ground again. “What are you doing here?” she observes you from head to toe. “In Arsenal clothes that aren’t mine?”

"Surprise,” you open your arms, shaking your hands. “If you don’t wanna, I can leave.”

"No, it is indeed a surprise but wonderful,” she lays her arms around your neck and pulls you closer.

"We probably should get going.”

"I understand,” she huffs.

"We’ll cuddle after training gorgeous,” you wink at her before leaving for your first session.

It’s the 22th of October you made it in the staring line on the right wing, it was an intense game with two scored bangers from Katie McCabe. You made important sprints and crosses helped the defense and had a few chances yourself, but they were blocked in any way.

You groaned on your latest chance in the additional minute, but the resentment was out of your body as you’ve made your way back in your half and saw Viv stand at the sideline. In the short sequence, you could lay an eye on her she struggled with tears, her lips pressed together, one dimple showing. She was subbed in, and on the next attack, she was involved. Getting a cross from you, the goalkeeper stopped her shoot. You made my way over to her, and you two high fived. “Good idea, keeper sucks.”

"The cross was amazing, do another.” You hold her your thumb up and jog back into position.

The final whistle blows, and you run towards Vivianne, jumping on her back and sling your arms around her neck. Your head rests on hers. She piggybacks you around the pitch as she hugs the other plays. Then she lets you down, “now give me a proper celebration.” You take her face in your hands and pull her closer, connecting your lips. She drapes her hands on your waist, and after you pull apart, you embrace her as tight as you possible could.

“I’m so proud of you.” Your girlfriend doesn’t move an inch. Her mouth fell apart, and her eyes wide open. “You're not happy you're back?” You snip your fingers in front of her face. “Vivianne? Are you okay?” A hand on each side of her upper arms, you slightly shake her. “Youre scaring me.”

"You just kissed me.

"I mean you're my girlfriend.

"But.. but were still in the stadium,” she stutters, and your eyes widen as well.

"Shit.. shit.. I'm sorry if you didn’t .. that wasn’t what we wanted,” you clap your hands over your mouth.

"It's all right, liefje. It's fine.” She kisses you again.

#vivianne miedema x reader #arsenal wfc #viv miedema #viv miedema x reader #vivianne miedema #vivianne miedema imagine #vivianne miedema imagines #woso #woso fanfics #woso imagine #nedwnt #nedwnt x reader #nedwnt imagine #woso soccer #woso community #woso fanfic #woso x reader #arsenal

138 notes · View notes

gloomyhearts · 6 months

Text

Prompt list

Christmas

2 notes · View notes

gloomyhearts · 6 months

Text

Christmas/Winter holiday prompts - masterlist

Feel free to use and reblog!

~ Warm hearts ~ Christmas activity prompts

~ Snowy days ~ another Christmas prompt list - two-word prompts

~ Under the mistletoe ~ Christmas prompts

~ Visiting for the holidays ~ Christmas prompts

~ Fights over a gift ~ dialogue prompts

~ Love hurts ~ sad Christmas prompts

~ Fun in the snow ~ fluffy Christmas prompts

~ It's Christmas time ~ holiday event prompts

~ First Christmas as a couple ~ prompts

~ Holidays together? ~ rivals-to-lovers prompts

10 ice skating prompts

10 winter couple holidays prompts

~ Hanukkah ~ prompts

811 notes · View notes

gloomyhearts · 6 months

Text

We got this ~ Vivianne Miedema x f!reader

Part two of We got this find part one here.

Arriving at the hospital you only left Vivianne’s side when she was in the MRI, waiting outside you shake your leg as you rub your palm together, sighting every now and then when you hear a door open but no Viv coming out of the room. It wasn’t your first time waiting for the Dutch outside of an examination room, back in Germany when you both played for Bayern Munich. You were more than willing to accompany her.

Thinking back to that time were you both were just twenty years old, your international career just taking off. You two were newbies in the team,didn’t have any connections, this being the link you clicked in an instant. Spending time after training sessions, doing exercises together, talking about everything that comes into your minds. You two meant to become best friends. Since you extended your contract another year, Viv made the step into the WSL signing with Arsenal. Watching her play in the English league made your heart full of pride and warmth indifferent if it was seeing her in the stadium or on the screen when watching the match. A message always finds its way to her after her game.

The snipping fingers in front of your eyes bring you out of your daydreaming but her voice still in the distant. “We’re getting back to the room, you’re coming?”

"Of course, adorable.” She scrunches her noise and squeezes her eyes shut, offering her hand for you to intertwine your finger.

Vivianne drags herself into her bed with your help moving to the edge and pats the spot next to her. A shy smile creeps onto your lips, and you rest next to her in the bed. Without hesitation, she places her head on your chest, her hands finding the hem of your shirt and starts to fidget it. Her healthy leg draped upon yours, and your arm slung around her shoulder, caressing her left upper arm. Her hand finding yours and holding it. “You got any pain in the moment?” Your voice breaks the comfortable silence.

"No,” her voice is small, “all good in the moment,” Viv adds.

"That’s good.” Meaning the IV works just fine.

She shuffles slightly getting more suited, her head never leaving its place. “You know I always looked up to you,” she slurs out.

"What do you mean?”

"Well, you’re talented and intelligent in the play. I did learn so much from our time together."

"Viv...”

"No, no, shut up,” she lays her head to rest on your shoulder. “You could read the opponents tactic on and off the pitch without the meeting and hours of analysing. How you always can picture which moves you can play and where they would pass. Your positivity helped me through a lot not only at Bayern but Arsenal. How you hyped me and I feel appreciated by you and seen and heard and loved."

Tears prickle in your eyes, “Vivianne.” You never call her that.

"I feel safe with you, home,” her eyes now burning on your skin. “Look at me,” she whispers, and your eyes wander from your tangled hands to meet her crystal blue ones.

"Please don’t,” you stutter a single tear streams down your cheek when her finger touches your skin as she dries it you feel the warmth flood your body leaving shiver on your spine.

"Y/N,” her voice like honey, hearing her say your name brings a smile to your lips and makes your heart fluster like years ago the fact that she makes you still blush, even if you’re not allowed the Dutch player has Beth. Eyes closed, you feel her inch closer.

"It’s the medicine speaking you’re blustered,” trying to convince yourself. “What about Beth?”

Her movement stops. “she’s a good friend.” She strokes a strand of hair behind your ear. Her mouth close to your ear, “there was always this girl,” connecting her lips with the skin of your neck. Another round of shivers ran through your body.

"Let's talk about it later you’re exhausted from the day. I’m leaving so you can get sleep.” You get up, and Vivianne sits straight on the bed. Her mouth fell open eyes wide as they were covered by tears.

"No. I can’t. I just,” she gulps, “I’m saying I have feelings for you and you want to leave?” tears finding their way out of her eyes.

"Sweetheart,” taking her face in your hands, you brush the tears away and leave a kiss on her forehead. “I’m not ignoring it nor doubting, but Anna, you had a heartbreaking day, resulting in an acl. You’re drained. You need rest. We talk about it tomorrow, okay?” Nodding as an answer, you push another kiss on her forehead, resting yours against hers afterward.

"Can you please stay?” Blue eyes shifting towards yours, a pout suits her face.

"Sure thing love,” Kissing the bridge of her nose, she scrunches it.

"Stop that it tickles.” Her words only make you continue the gesture. Her giggles fill the room, and your heart fills with love. “I hate you,” she brings out between giggles, heavy breathes shaking her body.

"Oh no, you don’t,” you wink at her. Vivianne closes up, your lips just centimetres apart, and your breaths mix up. Taking the chance, you place your lips on hers and close your eyes, moving in sync as you can taste her for the first time in all the years you longed for it. You had one hand on the bed as you leaned down to her, the other resting on her cheek.

"Wow,” she mutters against your lips a smile plastered on her lips.

"Now get some rest, my love.”

"Please stay here in my bed."

"It's way too small for the two of us.” Her eyes fall on her hands, her bottom lips trembling, and when your sights meet again, her eyes are flooded with tears. “Okay, okay, move,” you shove her, careful settling down next to her. Her head found its place back on your chest as you caressed through her hair. “Good night, sweetheart,” kissing her occipital.

"What are we?”

"We’ll talk about this tomorrow but everything you want.”

Through the night the injured woman moved from your body, and you sling your arm around her figure cuddling her tight. In the morning you tip toe out of the room and search for a bakery in the near neighbourhood. Placing the food on the trait in front of the bed, the scent of fresh croissants filling the air, you slip back into the bed and Viv’s head directly finds its designed place on your chest. “I thought you left,” her raspy voice hits your ear, her accent thick.

Stroking her back, you answered, “I would never.” Viv turns her body and her eyes now glued on your face, the corner of her lips curling up. “Good morning, beautiful.” Heat creeps into Viv’s cheeks, and she puts her hands over her face. “Hey why you’re hiding this gorgeous face? You can't stand the nicknames anymore?” reaching for her hands, you put them in yours and kiss her knuckles. “Oh, there it iiisss.” You peck her forehead then her cheeks, and at last, the bridge of her nose, giggles escape her mouth, and she tries to free her hand.

"It tickles,” she shoves your tangled hands against your chest, and you couldn’t reach her face anymore. “What did you get?”

"Have a look. I bet you’re starving.”

"Oooh, croissants a dream, thank you,” she pushes herself higher so you’re on eye level, and she gives your lips a shy kiss.

"You’re welcome,” you reveal two tiny bottles of Nutella out of your pocket. Her eyes lit up, and she reaches for one. “Stole them from the tablets for breakfast.” She rolls her eyes but still gives you a smile from ear to ear.

“We talk about it when you finished eating.” Sitting down next to the bed, Vivianne moves in her bed for another position, wincing when sharp pain shots through her body. “I get the nurse for medicine,” you leave her and shortly after arriving with the mentioned person.

"All right Ms. Miedema, it should set in a few minutes, if somethings bothering press the button,” the Dutch woman nods and the nurse leaves the room again.

"This all is so sweet of you.”

"Vivianne,” a raised eyebrow and your lips drag into a thin line, “eat in piece.”

"I am in peace,” she radiates brighter than the sun offering you her hand for you to intertwine your fingers.

She gulps, “I’m finished can we now talk?” giving you her best puppy eyes you let out a chuckle.

You straighten your back and clear you throat the football player releases a chuckle, “didn’t knew it was that serious.”

"Of course, ma’am this is dead ass serious.”

"Why so.”

"Well, I mean, it includes both of our hearts and life’s and wishes and dreams."

"You're so prescient. It’s kinda hot.”

"Ms. Miedema, I please.”

"I want you to be my girlfriend,” it explodes out of her. “I mean only if you want to,” she adds with a shaky voice.

"I'd love to but we didn’t even went on a single date.” Viv’s faces drops. “We make a deal, okay? You get your surgery I’ll visit you whenever I can and if you’re able we go outside every now and then and see where it gets us.”

"Sounds really nice,” Viv’s dimples become visible as her mouth turns up. “Now come here, please,” she opens her arms, and you cradle into them.

185 notes · View notes

gloomyhearts · 6 months

Text

MASTERLIST - Sunsets and footballers x

Lucy Bronze x Reader

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

415 notes · View notes

gloomyhearts · 6 months

Text

Woso masterlist

Vivianne miedema

Bundle of joy

We got this pt. 1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3

#arsenal wfc #viv miedema #viv miedema x reader #vivianne miedema #vivianne miedema imagine #vivianne miedema imagines #vivianne miedema x reader #woso #woso fanfics #woso imagine

12 notes · View notes

gloomyhearts · 6 months

Text

Navigation

Masterlist overview

Prompts

Feel free to sent in request, either from the prompt list or what you have in mind 🥰

Woso

Movie's, TV and actors

1 note · View note

gloomyhearts · 6 months

Text

Bundle of joy ~ Vivianne Miedema x f!Reader

Her sweet wife's expecting and her teammates being just like family.

Tw: Mention of vomit and a swear..

Wrapped in your coat only your eyes and scrunched nose looking out you sat behind the bench of her team; Viv organized you a bandage for the seat. When the team walks back to the locker room Katie and some other wave at you and as Vivianne makes her way past you she stops at the railing. “Look at you all freezing up, just wearing gloves, what are you hoping for,” you laughed and she rolls her eyes. Her hand reaching for yours intertwining them, “You okay?” She knitted her brows. “you’re quite passive just some jogs.”

“Yeah, yeah, someone kicked me against my shine.”

“Nasty.”

“You can say that loud. Are you alright?” her eyes wandering from yours down to your abdomen.

“I’m fine, we’re fine” her lips curl up and her dimple visualizes on her cheek. “You’re rocking it Anna,” you squeeze her hand, the goner laughed, and you showed how you have her finger crossed, she gives you another radiant smile before disappearing into the dugout.

When the game ends her eyes search for you on your designed seat. “You good Miedema?” her thick accent filling the air.

“Yeah just looking..”

“For Y/N? I think she left ten minutes ago.” The woman takes off as the words left katies mouth.

Banging on the several doors in the restroom she hears heavy breathing behind the last one. “Schatje,” she raises her hand and knocks hesitantly on the door, “can you let me in?”

“It’s open,” you mumble, and she slowly pushes the door open. “It hit out of the blue, couldn’t even watch the end.”

Her hand rubs over your back, her other holding your hair back, “it’s alright, it wasn’t even important.”

“Every game is important for me, seemingly not for her.” Your head rests in your hand as you take deep breaths in.

“She cannot quite understand it,” Viv lets out a chuckle and takes your cheek in her hand.

“Don’t, I stink.”

“So, do I.”

“You don’t wanna kiss me with all the vomit.”

“I’d always kiss you but if you don’t feel like it it’s okay.” She rises to her feet holding out a hand for you, “you wanna come into the changing room and wait for me?”

“I don’t know I’m not sure if the nausea is gone,” you take her hand, and she helps you on your feet.

“Good, small steps, okay? So how are we?” leading you out of the stall and towards the sinks, getting some water in her hands she attaches it to your skin, a prickling feeling runs through your body. “You’re doing so well.”

“I’m just standing.”

“Yeah, and that’s enough,” she places her hands on your tummy which is hid in your coat. “We’re almost done, only a few weeks.” She pecks your cheek, then the other and at last your forehead. “I’m so proud of you.”

“Thank you, my love,” you bring your arms around your neck and snuggle into the crock of her neck, the sweaty smell almost calming you. “I’m ready let’s get this done.”

She guides you into the changing room where you’re meet with cheers and shouting from her mates, Beth almost jumping you to the ground, Viv could catch the two of you before worse could happen. “I can’t believe only a few weeks,” she squeaks still jumping up and down. Two strong arms sling around your body as Katie pulls you into her embrace “Can’t leave before aunty Katie said hello,” she lowers her head to the bump, “Yo hello bud in there, it’s your favourite don’t upset your mommies they’re doing their best and beyond. Can’t wait until you’re here.”

“Oh, girls you’re so sweet,” tears built up in your eyes and your bottom lip trembles they’re taking the cue and hold you in their embrace until Vivianne is ready to go home. “Okay guys see you tomorrow,” she waves for them, and you both step out.

The first days back home with your little bundle of joy was everything besides joy, screaming, crying, vomiting, pooping, people who say it’s easy peasy lemon squeezy should rod in hell. Hectic that was your new normal. Don’t get this wrong the birth of your baby girl was next to your wedding day the best day in your life, Heleen is a sweet girl and looks just like her mom but then she got this cold in the first days being home, she gets fuzzy and screams almost the whole day, neither of you could keep an eye shut, your hearts breaking at her being sick.

After this bumpy start the three of you fell perfect into the family routine and life. The only thing that was a topic that you discussed with your wife was football. She paused training with the girls the first month of Heleen’s life, she needed to get back on the pitch, stay in form, train for her to be part of the squad but that wasn’t as important to her than her family.

“Viv, it’s been a month you can’t stay home and workout here.”

“Why so?

“We don’t have the capacitate nor the girls to push you. You miss them. I know,” you caresses her cheek as you step closer to her in the rocking chair. “They need you. We got this; you still have half of the day with us my love.”

“But what if I don’t want to leave you?”

“I don’t want it either but there are some things we can’t change. We’ll come around as much as we can,” you peck her cheek and rest your head on hers as your hands hold her face. “You’re not a bad person, it’s your job.”

Marking her tenth month she was the first time in the stadium with you, the noise cancelling headphones on her head as she cradles in your arm eyes sparkling as she observes her surroundings. “Quite lovely innit Hel?” you kiss her occipital. “Look there’s mommy,” you point towards your wife who walks behind Beth onto the pitch, she squeaks and jumps in your lap. Heleen fell asleep around the twentieth minutes.

Viv scored twice that day and sent you a heart each time. Your daughter wakes before them and sees them as well, so you think cause she somewhat claps her small hands together, making you giggle. When the games ends you moved closer to the pitch with your daughter tight pressed into your body.

“Look who’s there,” you turn her in your grip, “your favourite aunty.” Katie sees you and runs over to you almost crashing into some other player.

“Look at you, all proud of aunty to win,” she raises her hands towards you, and you hand your daughter to the other woman.

“But careful Katie,” one brow raised, and your pointing finger dared on her.

“You know me.”

“Yeah, the biggest argument.”

“Let’s get you to your mommy,” she coos and walks over to Viv who was wrapped in a conversation with Beth and Caitlin.

“Oh, who’s there!”

“Our biggest fan!”

“Hartendief,” Viv tickles her side, and she wiggles in Katie’s grip and then she takes her off her aunties arm and into her body. “I scored for you have you seen that?” she whispers into her little ear, “I’m very happy you’re here.” She pecks her forehead and joins the conversation again, a smile plastered on her lips.

427 notes · View notes

gloomyhearts · 6 months

Text

We got this ~ Vivianne Miedema x f!reader

Supporting your best friend never let to such a heartbroken moment in your life. The story follows up to Vivianne's ACL injury.

Watching the Lyon game filled you with ecstasy many fans gathered in the emirate’s stadium. The teams headed onto the field, and the anthem echoed through the venue. Vivianne was lined up in the starting eleven. As they got into their position Viv’s eyes found your figure in the crowd, and one side of her lips curled up as she waved at you.

It was an even game possession from both sides as well as pressing, creating chances. Some tackling here and there but still nil-nil. Three minutes additional time, the most hurtful you have ever lived through. Lyon took a chance and scored the nil-one due to an own goal which resulted from a free kick.

Arsenal with the kick off followed by an attack towards the goal Viv slaloming through the bodies and trying to get the ball she missed. Abruptly her butt met the cold grass and she waved for anyone to notice but the game went on McCabe sprinting into the box passing to Manuum and she stops. The gazes of her teammates fell to her laying on the ground. Viv hid her face in her arms and her body shaking as she cried in pain. You could see that van de Donk kneeled next to her trying to speak to her, caressing her back. Your hands clenched over your mouth and eyes wide as the stare down at Vivianne. The scratcher arrived just seconds later but it felt like hours, like the time froze and your heart broke. The medic finally arrived at her side; she turned over her arms still covering her face. They put her leg in a splint careful and slow. Her face scrunched up as they moved her to the scratcher, her face went pale, and her eyes shut as the tears ran down her cheeks.

When she was carried off Beth and you already standing at the side line the stadium cheered for the forward player. She was pushed into the tunnel and you and Beth trotted behind the woman. You let her enter before. Pacing up and down the hallway you fidget with your scrunchy. Stopping in one spot you shift from your toes to your heel and forwards again, eyes wandering through the room. A hand lays down on your shoulder and you turn around. Your eyes meet with Beth’s reddish and tear cover ones. “she’s really crestfallen.” You bring your arms around Beth and pressed slightly, “thank you,” the words are mumbled into her coat.

In a slow manner you open the door stepping into the room, it holds many emotions. “Hey gorgeous.” Your hand grabs a chair and place it next to the examination table. With her eyes shut she nods and stutters, “hi.”

“Oh Anna,” placing her hand in yours you squeeze it and rub circles on the back of it. “it’s going to be okay, yeah? I’m here. I’ll always be here, every step of it,” you bring her hand up to your lips and gently let them touch her skin. A tear slips out of her eyes, and you brush it away. “You’re freezing up,” getting out of your coat you lay it around her shoulder, your scent meeting her olfactory receptors.

The room went silent again until Viviane lets heart shattering cries and sobs out pulling your coat higher so she can hide her face in it. As the sound is processed in your head tears cover your sight, “it will be you and me til the end. You remember my sweet warrior?” moving closer to her you stroke her back and kissed the crown of her head. “We’ll get through this. You’re the strongest woman I know. The best player I ever met and I’m grateful for having you in my life. You’re my best friend my other half. You hear me Miedema?” your eyes darting on her, “you hear me beautiful?” you stroke through her hair, she leans into your touch and you can feel her shift.

A knock on the door echoes through the cold air. Beth head peaked in, “they’re gonna take to the hospital now, just so you know.”

Giving Beth a reassuring smile you answers, “all right,” disconnecting your touch on Viv’s head and lowering the hand which holds hers she grabs tightly onto it she makes you halt.

“Please stay,” her quivering voice mumbles. Out of the corner of your eyes, you can see Beth’s smile drop, and her eyes fall to the floor.

#vivianne miedema x reader #vivianne miedema #woso #woso x reader #arsenal #woso imagine #woso fanfics #vivianne miedema imagine #arsenal x reader #arsenal wfc #arsenal wfc imagine #viv miedema #arsenal wfc x reader #viv miedema x reader #vivianne miedema imagines #woso soccer #woso fanfic #woso community #vivianne miedema imagine

270 notes · View notes

gloomyhearts · 1 year

Text

Hell isn’t even close to how I felt when I knew that I was slowly losing you.

3K notes · View notes

gloomyhearts · 2 years

Photo

almost paradise - a steve harrington x henderson!reader fic

you’ll never forgive your brother for dragging you into this mess.

last updated: march 19th, 2022

playlist

ao3

3K notes · View notes

gloomyhearts · 3 years

Photo

143K notes · View notes

gloomyhearts · 3 years

Text

Always by your side || Luke Patterson

Chapter twenty-seven~ so precipitate

2020

Thick tension builds upon the group on the loft when Luke arrived back after processing what happened moments ago; the other finished up their roost; their body covered from blankets and heads resting on the pillows. Alex is in between his sister and the shaggy haired boy; her back faced the other’s; her brother wrapped an arm around her. The back of the shaggy haired boy touching Alex’s.

“Are you going to tell me what happened?” she shakes her head, and he pulls her closer, “Will, please,” he mutters, his lips brushing against her ear.

“Alex, back off!” her voice a shaking whisper and he pulls his arm back.

The blonde boy rotates and taps Luke’s back, “dude what happened?” Luke makes no move to turn around and shrugs his shoulder, “you don’t have to be rude towards me! I’m not the problem,” he humps, crossing his arms and laying on his back.

At some point in the night Alex switched his spot with Luke who was now back in back with Sabrina, so far, she hasn’t noticed. His arm slung around her abdomen, moving her gentle.

“Please. Don’t do that,” he mumbles, “I don’t wanna lose you... I can’t live without you,” he quietly cries, “I love you Brina.”

The sound of her nickname wakes her up, noticing the boy next to her and the arm around her constrained her, Sabrina's heart began to race as if she’d run a marathon, she breathed laboriously. Being overwhelmed from the heat he radiates she poofs out of his arms.

What was he thinking? Alex is such a dipshit; I’ll kill him when I’m back. Was Luke really talking about me? Well, he knows none other. But he just dreamed. It doesn’t mean anything.

Her thought was interrupted by an approaching silhouette, her eyes were in slits as she tried to recognize the frame of the person. As he steps into the light of the lantern her blood froze, “my dear,” the phrase will always give her shiver.

“Caleb... how is that...”

“No puzzling dear. I’m a powerful ghost. And I always become my will.”

“But... but why Nick?”

“Right time and place. Accidental victim, the poor boy. I’m hearing his miserable thoughts. He really likes this Julie.”

“I... I don’t know...” she stops as he decreases the gap between them, “no! no. if you take another step closer, I’ll kill you!”

“You’re not strong enough dear.”

“I wouldn’t be sure of that.”

“Then show me your powers, I’m delight to see them.”

She wasn’t sure if she had any other ability than being invisible for other ghost and if she’s honest she doesn’t want to demonstrate them in front of the evil himself.

“I knew it,” he rolls his eyes while clapping his in gloves wrapped hands.

“you know nothing. I’m capable of a lot of things your eyes are too unworthy seeing them!”

“I can give you the power you need dear.”

“I don’t need you, not today nor tomorrow!”

“You’re the mightiest ghost I’ve ever seen, besides me, indeed. Once I got the boys in my power. We’d be invincible. The band would be back at business and we’d play at the club again, come on those time were incredible!” Caleb throws his arms in the air.

“I will never let you near the boys again!”

“Okay this hurt, we’d such a good time!”

“Yeah of course, you enjoyed these, your sadistic asshole!” she hissed through gritted teeth.

“I wouldn’t call me that but yeah I did enjoy it.” He smirked at her and she felt pity for this poor boy himself.

‘I’ll save you nick’ a quick moment life twinkled in his eyes and her lips turned slightly up.

“We’ll see us, again.” She left the boy behind, cursing herself that she couldn’t help him right there, but she needed time, practice, a plan and the boys.

“We concluded you were already dead, Will.” She bows a brow at his statement.

“Yeah right ‘cause… indifferent.”

Reggie steps next to her. "Where were you?"

“I just needed to get a clear mind.”

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost, Brie.”

“I had a strange meeting with Cal... Um... Nick.”

“What?” Luke rises to his feet, “how’s that possible?”

“He was just at the beach too?”

“You met Caleb?”

“No Lexi... it was just this Nick boy.”

“Just tell us the truth!” the shaggy haired boy locked his eyes on her body, stepping closer.

“Well... maybe Caleb was there too…”

“What?” Reggie’s mouth agape.

“Caleb is in Nick, he posses him. He wants us back, battles until we’re back in his band or he’s or we’re dead.”

“And you seriously didn’t want to tell us this?!” Alex began to pace through the room.

“We just have to get stronger, debug our abilities. We can make this!” she grabs after Alex clothes to stop him, “we always make it, Lexi,” he nods to her a smile creeping on his lips.

“Okay and what specific do you mean?”

“I don’t know but I think...” her index rubs her chin, “maybe through music or Julie, we have to try.”

“Yeah... Yeah, okay.” He licks his bottom lip, “we should tell her right in the morning.”

3 notes · View notes

gloomyhearts · 3 years

Text

Always by your side || Luke Patterson

Chapter twenty-six~ what are we?

2020

Sabrina gathered a few hundred bugs for winning some surfing tournaments the last few weeks and decides that she’ll buy a mattress where the band mates and her could sleep. Julie suggested to lend some money, but the blonde declined.

The boys are cleaning up the loft right now while she went out and got the mattress.

“I’d rather sleep in a bed, alone,” Luke exhales as he places a box near the stairs.

“You can still sleep on the couch,” Alex points down on the old furniture.

“Well. no.”

Reggie’s head was back in sight as he climbs the stairs up, “it’s really nice form her. But I won’t cuddle with any of you!” he grabs the next box and carries it back down.

“Oh, come on Reggie,” Alex rushes down to him and embraces his friend. The next second he faces an irritated Willie who approaches close to the door.

“Okay... You ready?”

“Just a minute,” the blonde boy grabs after his jacket and Luke took a hold of his wrist.

“Where to?”

“We... mm—wanted to help Sabrina bring the mattress here,” he rubs the back of his neck.

“Yeah... right.”

Without another the word the pair left the garage.

“Luke?”

“Yes?”

“I... I... you... what’s that with Julie and you?”

“there’s nothing, she’s with nick all the time,” he humps.

“And Brie?”

“Neither. I didn’t even talk to her the last few days although we were at the beach to watch her.”

“You know...,” he reflects a second, “never mind.”

“No, Regs what’s on your mind?”

“You... you mourn Julia and Brie, yet you do anything to change it. You could tell Julie how you feel or felt towards her. And Brie, maybe… just maybe she’s hurt, that you don’t take initiative and talk to her, ever since she almost sacrificed her soul, her life for us you haven’t said a word to her,” Luke rolls his eyes.

“Then who was the guy that took her here, before you arrived here, we did talk.”

“Yeah of course, when unconscious people only could talk,” the raven-haired boy massages his temples.

“Why does it even matter to you? You have a crush on her?!”

“No? what... no! dude she’s like a sister to me. Well, there was a period I did but it doesn’t matter.”

“What... when?” Luke knits his brows, eyes slightly wide.

“I don’t know when we were like thirteen, you know all those hormones spreading through your body, it was... overwhelming,” he runs his hand through his hair, “it was the time I also liked-“

The two ghosts were interrupted by Sabrina, her aides and the mattress itself, “you wanna gape or help?!” obvious bugged from the weight and the boys standing idly by. They rush to the others and grab onto the mattress, “thanks,” she mumbles relieved.

“okay... one... two... three,” Alex counts and they poof onto the loft; the girl is pressed against the railing almost falling over it.

The group placed the mattress on the floor, “you’re good Brina?” the blonde nods, eyes focused on the white object in front of her, “sure?” his hand slung around her arm pulling her closer, “can we talk?” and again she nods, and they disappear.

“I.. did I do something?” the two ghosts at the beach are starring ahead of them, the sun began to set colouring the sky in pink and orange.

“No.”

“Brina, just tell me,” he spins around, watching her jaw clench, eyes still dared on the ocean. “Whatever I did, when it hurt you, you have all rights to ignore me although I deserve to hear the mistake.”

“It was my fault, believing that after all these years we’d still be the same. I always considered the feelings were mutual. I must look like a fool to you,” she buries her face in her palms, “seeing you sing with Julie full of passion.. I never saw you this bright on the stage nor during rehearse,” she gulped, “or when we’d sung together. I hoped we have something special but seeing you with her taught me wrong.”

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t be silly. When you two are on stage it seems like there’s no other in the room, as if you’d sing a duet. And then I heard you sing this song..”

“Which song?”

“When you were alone, resting on the couch.”

“Oh.”

“What?”

“It.. it wasn’t dedicated to her..”

“But..”

“Yeah, it hurt maybe a bit but I’ll never have more feelings for her than this other girl..”

He lean closer to the blonde but she vanished from his eyes.

1 note · View note

gloomyhearts · 3 years

Text

Always by your side || Luke Patterson

Chapter twenty-five~ we played the Orpheum

2020

Her lifeless body vanished out of the sight for everybody besides the boys themselves. The three fell next to the girl studying her body until Luke decides to carry to the only safe place he knows; his muscular arms slung around her fragile figure.

Mellow he places her on the couch, her head resting on his tight, her back facing the room. Luke put some strands of hair behind her ear, caressing the side of her face. When he looks closely, he could see her chest raising and falling. “Brina, I know we didn’t had a real conversation lately, but I want you to know that I’m really enjoying to play with Julie, yet it will never feel like the way it did with you. You’ll always be my favourite to sing with,” gently he kissed her temple, “I heard you singing the song and it was amazing, whoever it's dedicated to, lost a really precious girl..” his eyes glued on her, “damn you’re so attractive,” he mumbles.

A batter on the door distracts the shaggy haired boy from the blonde. Reggie and Alex entered the room, puffy eyes and red noses suited their faces. Their eyes focused on the younger Mercer laying on the couch, a navy, woolen blanket covers her.

“Will!” her brother rushes to her side kneeling in front of the furniture, “is she..” Luke shakes his head and Alex gasps in relief.

“What should we do?”

“We can only wait.”

“I just can't sit here while this evil man is still out there, we could end anytime like her!”

The boys attention was soaked by singing outside the garage indicating that Julie and her family is back.

Julie steps into the studio, “I.. I know I already said this but, uh.. thank you guys.!

Reggie answeres her out of the dark, “you’re welcome,” her eyes trailed to the voice just able to make their shillouttes out in the dark. She lights the room up and Alex groans.

“Why.. why are you here? I.. I thought..” she steps to the group, “what’s wrong, is she alright?” her graze falls down on the sleeping body.

A jolt buzzes through the boys, “no.. no! I thought you crossed over. Why didn’t you crossed over?”

“I.. I guess playing the Orpheum wasn’t our unfinished business.”

“Point Caleb.”

“We wanted you to think that we crossed over, so we pretended to. We just… we didn’t know and had nowhere else to go to with Sabrina, this was the first I thought about. It's bad, really bad,” he sighed, his eyes glued to the blonde next to him.

“We thought you’d go straight to bed.”

Alex was the first back on his feet after the hurtful jolt, “yeah well, I knew she was gonna come out here, but nobody ever listens to me.”

Another jolt erupts in their body sending Alex back to the floor.

“You have to save yourselves right now. Go join Caleb’s club. Please. Sabrina would want it like that.. and when she’s conscious again I’m making sure she’ll come and rescue you and herself. It’s better than not existing at all. Please just go. Go! Poof out! Do something! Please. Do it for me.. for her,” she points towards Sabrina on the couch, “please,” tears were already streaming down her cheek as she sobs again.

“We’re not going back there,” argued Reggie, anemic.

“No music is worth making, Julie if we’re not making it with you.”

Yeah? Sounded different minutes ago Mr. Pattinson! Sabrina hoped he did not heard this thought of herself, too much anger and jealous were along the sentence.

“No regrets.”

She throws her arms around his body, picturing them flying through his body. But then she felt the pressure of his tough on her body, they both sniffle into their shoulders, “I love you guys.”

Alex’s as well as Reggie’s eyes welled up as they saw the two interacting. And then it hits Julie like a train, Luke began to shine, his frame outline with rays; they both looked his body up and down, “how can I feel you?”

“i.. I don’t know,” he stutters.

She brings her hands up to his cheek, holding onto them; this scene didn’t past her green eyes as she rotated on the couch without them perceiving it.

“I..,” he mirrors her action, his thumbs drying the tears off her cheeks. He grabs her hands, spinning to his friends, “I feel stronger.”

“Alex, Reggie, come.”

Before nearing the girl Alex made sure he carries his sister there too, “good morning sleepyhead,” he mutters to her when he saw her eyes opened into slits.

He had one arms resting under hers and Julie sling hers under it too, the other rested around Reggie’s back.

All the other were framed by rays too and Sabrina comes to herself, her thoughts assorted and clear.

They let go of each other, “whoa.. I.. I.. I don’t feel as weak anymore.”

“Yeah, me neither,” their grazes fell onto the blonde girl who nods slowly, “not that, you know, I was ever that weak,” Alex comments making everyone chuckle.

Their wrist shining brighter than any other part and they saw the stamps disappearing.

"What do you think that means?"

"I think the band is back."

"You guys think we could try that hug thing one more time?”

“Yeah” they closed the gab between them and Luke let his hand rest on Sabrina’s back, his thumb rubbing on it and she squeezed his shoulder.

“Hugs are good.”

Reggie smiles from ear to ear, “I like this,” he states chuckling.

“Me too,” they all closed up again, “we played the Orpheum,” the young girl shouts. All of them began to jump as they rotated in a circle.

#jatp fanfic #jatp x oc #julie and the phantoms #julie and the phantoms fanfiction #julieandthephantomsimagine #charlie gillespie fanfiction #charlie gillespie fic #jatp luke #jatpluke #luke patterson #luke julie and the phantoms #lukepatterson #luke x oc #julie and the himbos #julieandthephantomsluke #julie and the mandem #julie and the podcasters #julie and the clowns #julie and the fat ones

0 notes