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littledigest · 2 years

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Astro Observation: Commonalities in Serial Killer charts

DISCLAIMER: Any aspects, placements, signs, etc. that I mention here on out do not mean that people with one or all of these are, will become, or will act out serial killer tendencies. I am merely finding common aspects and placements in famous serial killers' charts to delve deeper into the reasons for their actions. As always, one aspect can be expressed in so many different ways. So, take everything with a grain of salt.

Subjects:

Ted Bundy 11/24/1946

Pedro Lopez 10/8/1948

John Wayne Gacy 3/17/1942

Harold Shipman 1/14/1946

Jeffrey Dahmer 5/21/1960

Charles Manson 11/12/1934

David Berkowitz 6/1/1953

Richard Ramirez 2/29/1960

Aileen Wuornos 2/29/1956

If we break down each person's chart by only personal planets, what sign comes up the most often?

Scorpio and Gemini are the signs that came up most frequently. Every serial killer in my list has Scorpio or Gemini in their charts except for Richard Ramirez and Aileen Wuornos.

Scorpio is not a big surprise since this is the sign ruled by Pluto. Death, taboo subjects, obsession, fascination with darker sides of life, control, and power are all very Scorpionic and Plutonian themes. Negative Scorpio traits include being vengeful, manipulative, aggressive, and insensitive. They have innate seductive energy that lures people in as well.

Gemini is a bit more surprising. However, Geminis are curious, clever, impulsive, moody, and good with words. They like to know private information about other people. They are also social creatures, so if they are lacking social connection, things can go south for them. Or, they can use their social skills to lure others to them. The duality of Geminis could go to the extremes; two different personalities in one.

The next most frequent sign is Aquarius. Richard Ramirez and Aileen Wuornos have Aquarius in their charts.

Not a huge surprise with Aquarius. Negative Aquarius energy could mean detachment from emotions, lack of empathy, extreme rebelliousness, pessimism, and coldness. They can be unpredictable and have a superiority complex as well.

The sign that did not appear at all among personal planets is Leo. Taurus and Cancer come in a close second with only one each.

By modality? Not much difference here, but Mutable signs are in the lead. Mutable (17), Fixed (14), Cardinal (13)

By element? Air and Water came up the most with 15 and 13 respectively. Fire and Earth tied at 8 each.

Most common aspect?

Neptune - Pluto (8/9)

This is a generational aspect so 8 out of the 9 have Neptune sextile Pluto, except for Charles Manson. This aspect lasts from the 1940s to the 2030s (Charles Manson was born earlier in 1934). Because this aspect includes such a wide range of people, it does not have a huge effect on our serial killer study. I also do not know their birth times, so I do not even know which houses Neptune and Pluto land in their charts.

Venus - Mars (7/9)

Venus-Mars aspects are typically seen as attractive aspects since they join the planet of love, beauty, and sensuality with the planet of action, physicality, and aggression. From a negative perspective, Venus-Mars can also mean a love for aggression, sexual frustration, and an imbalance between wanting to be accepted/acceptable and wanting to act out in self-interest. May want love and affection, but either in an unconventional way or a part of them fights against or feels uncomfortable with this desire. (Ted Bundy and Jeffrey Dahmer are the only two who do not have this aspect; Ted Bundy was known to be attractive to a lot of people and had a certain charm; he does has Venus square Pluto.)

Moon - Uranus (7/9)

Once again, because I do not know birth times, the Moon placements are not accurate. However, I still thought this might be good to look at since there are so many of them. Moon-Uranus gives an unpredictable and disruptive nature to emotions. Their emotional lives may feel unstable, and strong emotions may rise suddenly. They could be rebellious and may feel restless frequently; may desire to separate themselves from others. Childhood could have been unstable/unaffectionate, and these people could lack slow, routine comfort. (John Wayne Gacy and David Berkowitz are the only two who do not have this aspect; David Berkowitz does have Aquarius Moon, which is different from Moon-Uranus but could give a similar flavor)

Sun - Saturn (6/9)

There is self-restricting energy that comes with Sun-Saturn aspects. In a negative light, this aspect shows seriousness, self-denial, lacking a strong sense of self, insecurity, and taking yourself too seriously. This could also show that people deny the Sun-Saturn people their self-expression and acceptance. (Pedro Lopez, Jeffrey Dahmer, and David Berkowitz are the only three who do not have this aspect)

Mars - Neptune (6/9)

Mars-Neptune can be spiritual, elusive, sensitive, imaginative, and dependent. In the realm of serial killers, spirituality can be taken to the extreme; think cult activity, believing a higher power is making you do bad things, etc. (Charles Manson has Mars conjunct Neptune, and David Berkowitz has Mars trine Neptune.) Serial killers can blend in and play in the shadows too, which is Neptunian. They can also assume a different persona, act like a completely different person. Many of these killers were seen as sensitive, shy, and/or polite during the day or in childhood. They can be impressionable; could have been heavily affected by their childhood environments, and acted out physically by imitation or by lashing out. (Pedro Lopez, Harold Shipman, and Jeffrey Dahmer are the only three that do not have this aspect.)

The most aspected planets are in this order:

Saturn (47)

Neptune (46)

Pluto (46)

Moon (46; birth times not accurate)

Mars (44)

Jupiter (42)

Venus (37)

Chiron (36)

Uranus (35)

Mercury (34)

Sun (32)

North Node (21)

South Node (20)

Closing Thoughts

When it comes to serial killers, I see two trains of thought. There is an intense fight between two opposing sides in one person. There is also an extreme detachment from themselves and other people. Saturn is the most aspected planet among these 9 charts, which speaks volumes astrologically about what can push someone to that level of violence and anger. Control, denial, and detachment are huge themes. There is absolutely no excuse for these serial killers and what they did to their victims and the victims' families and loved ones. But it is important to know that most, if not all of them, were denied love and affection in childhood. They were controlled or neglected by authority figures, whether or not this was perceived or for real. And they developed the ability to detach from themselves and other people. They then exert control over their victims and literally deny them their lives. During the act, they detach from any societal morals and ethics and any part of themselves that could possibly say that they shouldn't go through with their violent thoughts.

When there is discomfort within one's self, it builds up and, over time, this pent-up frustration and anger has to come out somehow. This is oftentimes through aggression (Mars) that is ignited by strong emotions (Moon). Serial killers take this to another level (violence, violent emotions)

It is also interesting to see Jupiter within the top half of the list. Serial killers tend to have strong ideologies/principles about the world, people, and everything that is wrong with both. This can also show an urge to expand and inflict their ideologies onto other people.

This is my little "study" on some famous serial killers. Kind of creeping me out right now so...

Everyone, take care of yourselves and be safe!!!

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thatpersonalex18 · 1 year

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Pedro López aka “Monster of the Andes”

Pedro Alonso López, more commonly known as the Monster of Andes, was born 8th October the seventh of thirteen child of Benilda López De Casteneda in Colombia 1948. He commonly caught his mum committing acts of prostitution and this would lead his mother finding him fondling his younger sister’s breast in ‘57 when he was eight. As a result he was kicked out of the house. The supposedly a polite boy who wanted to be a teacher (according to his mother), ran away to Bogotá, Colombia. He then said he had been kidnapped and raped. He was later taken in, aged 12, by a US immigrant family and enrolled in a school for orphans. He ran away again after two years either with a teacher or because he was being molested by a teacher.

He was a serial killer and child rapist who murdered a minimum of 110 young girls from the year 1969 to 1980 but claims to have murdered over 300 across Colombia, Peru and Ecuador. The monster of Andes claimed that during his imprisonment for car theft, he was brutally gang raped and then, still incarcerated he hunted down and killed the most brutal of his rapists. When he was released he moved to Peru and started murdering young girls. He claimed that by ‘78 he had killed over 100 girls before he was caught and captured by an indigenous tribe. They were about to execute him, before a missionary from the US persuaded them to hand him over to the state police, after which he was quickly released.

López claimed he returned to Colombia and the moved to Ecuador, during which, he claimed he had killed about three girls a week. He stated: “I like the girls in Ecuador; they are more gentle and trusting. More innocent.”

The nonce was arrested when an attempted kidnapping failed and he was trapped by market traders. The Associated Press (AP) reported his arrest to been in march 1980 and that he had boasted about killing anywhere from 200 to 369 young girls. According to CNN, López “Was arrested in 1980 but was freed by the government in Ecuador at the end of [1998]”. During an interview from his prison cell, the pedophile described himself as “the man of the century” (obviously disregarding his rapes and murders of young girls) and said he was being released for “good behaviour”. An A&E biographical documentary reported that he was released from an Ecuadorian prison on 31/8/199, then rearrested as an illegal immigrant and tossed him to the Colombian authorities, who pinned a 20-year-old murder on him. He was declared insane and held in the psychiatric wing of everyone’s favourite Bogotá hospital. In 1998, he was declared sane and released on a $50 bail, subject to conditions. He later absconded. The earlier documentary says that Interpol released an advisory for his rearrest by Colombian authorities over a fresh murder in 2002, he is currently wanted and whereabouts are unknown.

Aside from uncited local accounts, López’s crimes first received international attention from an interview with Ron Laytner, a longtime freelance photojournalist in his Ambato prison cell in 1992. According to Laytner’s story, López got his nickname Monster of the Andes in ‘80, when he purposely led the police to the graves of 53 girls between the ages 9 to 12 in Ecuador.

#criminology #true crume #pedro lopez #tw pedophila mention #serial #killer

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horrorhistory123 · 9 days

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screamingeyepress · 1 month

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It’s Serial Killer Month! So, have some fun and join in our bracket-style voting to see who is that maddest of the mad! https://www.screamingeyepress.com/genre/serial-killers/march-madness/

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dehlicia · 2 days

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girls...we need to talk about pedri after summer break last year

#this man is gonna be the death of me #I MEAN LOOK AT HIM #i'm falling in love with pedro gonzalez lopez #fc barcelona #barça #barcelona #fcb #pedri #pedri gonzalez #pedri imagine #pedri x reader

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pedriswife · 21 days

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CARNIVAL (smut)

go, go, go, go

head so good, she a honour roll...

she'll ride that dick like a carnival, I done did the impossible...

"Give us a show baby, we know it's nothing you've never done before," said Pedri, his head gesturing towards the pillow propped up on your bed, your cheeks burning from the humiliation. And desire.

You recounted how you got here in the first place; hungry eyes following you around the room until a tap on the shoulder and a whisper in your ear told you what to do and where to go. Not in a million years did you think you'd end up in this position as you straddled the pillow, your core touching against the cold material, making you whimper needily. You raised your hips, moving up and down over the pillow, your juices now coating the material, struggling to keep quiet as the pleasure built in your body.

"Come on y/n, you can do better than that," said Fermin, coming closer to you, his hands placed on your hips.

"Just like that," he guided your hips over the pillow, his movements harsher than your own, your clit begging for more. Getting impatient, he let himself do all the work; he raised your hips, pulling them back down in continuous movement over the material, your lips bitten as you tried to keep in your moans but failing miserably. You whimpered as he moved you across the pillow, feeling yourself get closer to the edge as he sped up his movements.

You heard a light groan behind you, Fermin biting into the side of your neck, seeing your juices spread around the soft material, his hands firm on your hips, desperate to bring you over the edge. Vision blurring and your breaths more erratic than before, you pleaded for him to hurry, your wanting moans heard across the room.

"Doing so well for us preciosa, look at you go" teased Pedri, coming up from behind Fermin, stroking himself at the sight in front of him. Your eyes rolled back as you felt your orgasm wash over you, a scream erupting from your mouth as you soaked the pillow, Fermin slowing down, his hands now rubbing down your sides as you were coming down from your high, his hot breath in your ear whispering "good girl" before turning your body so you could lie down on the bed.

"So wet," Fermin murmured to himself letting his tongue lick a stripe across your soaked folds, your body arching off the mattress, feeling the sensitivity set in your body. He smirked to himself at your reaction, his hands still rubbing circles over your sore thighs as he whispered something to Pedri, his cock begging for attention.

Your body was flush against the mattress, your back arching already as you silently begged Fermin to stop teasing you. His tongue kept teasing your swollen clit, feeling your pussy get wetter each second. Pedri had his hungry eyes set on you from a distance, watching the arousal gather on your core, your legs spread for the two of them. Fermin finally took the hint, pulling away from you pussy, your juices gathered around his lips as he took your legs and wrapped them around his waist.

Grabbing his cock, he teased you with the tip as he gently slapped it against your clit, the touch sending shock waves through your body. You brought up your hand to your mouth, wrapping your lips against your fingers to stop yourself from making too much noise. Fermin pushed inside of you in one swift move, your body arching as his cock stretched your walls.

Fermin's cock was thrusting deep inside of you, his hands gripping at your waist, pulling your body back to meet his thrusts. Moans spilled out of your parted lips as saliva dripped onto your chin, your eyes meeting Pedri's gaze, his own cock in his hand, precum oozing over his palm.

Your mouth widened at the sight, your tongue inviting him. He got the message; he pulled himself closer, his cock now resting over your tongue, tapping it across your bottom lip, the droplets of his precum now decorating it.

You took his tip into your mouth, moaning around him as Fermin continued to thrust into you, his cock stretching your walls, the familiar burn of pleasure building in your core. Pedri's hands were tangled in your hair, his cock slipping further in your mouth, covered in your saliva.

"Oh baby, you're drooling everywhere," he teased, his thumb swiping across your lip, smearing your saliva over to your cheek before tugging at your head again, forcing you to look up at him. Your eyes were filled with tears as you tried to keep his cock in your mouth, pleasure running through your body as you drew closer to your orgasm, your whimpers muffled against Pedri's cock.

"Just a little more preciosa, you can do it," Fermin gasped behind you, his cock still mercilessly pounding into you, a sob escaping your lips as his hands reached to soothe your swollen clit, begging for attention. Your mascara was running down your face, your cheeks and lips red. Your juices squelched, Fermin's cock decorated in the ring of white, his hand teasing your clit, feeling you tighten against him, knowing you were close.

"That's it baby, keep going," Pedri groaned as sucked on his tip, letting your hand go over his entire length to make up for what you couldn't fit in your mouth, his cock twitching in your mouth, his release coming closer.

You felt Fermin' cock twitch inside you, his cock spurting out ropes of cum, seeing him bite his lip as he groaned, the feeling of being filled up also bringing you over the edge, your pussy squirting over his cock and his lower body, your screams of pleasure muffled by Pedri's cock, his hot cum shooting down your tongue as you brought him to his orgasm.

Your legs shook as you felt Fermin take out his cock, his hand yet again smoothing over your legs, whispering sweet nothings as Pedri left momentarily to get something to clean you up with.

"We should do this again, no?" he asked, his Andalucian accent clear in his question, a light smirk decorating his face as you cheekily nodded at the suggestion.

A/N: guys I can't lie this is pure filth and a fucking mess to say the least but its long awaited so I hope you enjoy.

#pedri #pedri gonzalez #pedri x reader #pedro gonzalez #fc barcelona #fc barca #pedri smut #fermin smut #fermin lopez #fermin x reader

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barbarrie · 2 months

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fermin kissing pedri as he leaves the pitch

#fc barca #fc barcelona #football #pedri gonzalez #pedri #pedro gonzález lópez #our boy doesn’t deserve this #fermin lopez #fermin

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sports-on-sundays · 4 months

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omgg i'm so relievedd,😭😭 anyway here's the request

can you please do an enemies to lovers with pedri wherein the reader is frenkie's sister and pedri and her have beef with eachother and fight like cats and dogs all the time but pedri is lowkey in love with her and sneakily keeps dropping hints but the reader is too oblivious to notice them, then gavi, sick of their banter tries to get them together by pretending to be interested in the reader and pedri get's furious with gavi cuz he's in love with the reader?

anyway i hope you're doing well, sending you lot's and lot's of lovee 💗💗

she's mine / Pedri González

Summary: Pedri x de Jong!female!reader - Enemies to lovers - Pedri can't help but feel more than hate towards his enemy. And he won't stand for it when it seems her attention is being given to anyone else but himself.

Warnings: censored swearing, reader is SO oblivious haha, I'M SO SORRY FOR THE CHEESY ENDING BUT IT FELT SO RIGHT OKAY, her being Frenkie's sister didn't end up becoming a part of the plot so sorry if you wanted it to be anon

Author's Note: Thanks so much for the request, and I hope you're doing well also. :)

Requested?: yup!

A gust of warm wind blows your hair in your face as you enter the Barcelona training pitch. You tuck it behind your ear as your eyes scan the green field, searching for someone.

You tell yourself you're looking for your brother, Frenkie, but your eyes only stop searching when they fall on Pedri. He's sitting on one of the coolers, talking with Robert Lewandowski and Sergi Roberto. You smirk and saunter over, slipping down to sit on the cooler next to him. "Hey. Why aren't you out there playing, Pedri?" you say with a condescending smile.

His head snaps over to look at you, and his jaw visibly clenches as he demands, "Where did you come from? You weren't there a second a-"

"Maybe you just weren't paying attention, idiot. I didn't know you were that unaware of your surroundings..."

"Would you stop?" he snarls, gently shoving you. "Why are you always here, anyway? Do you think you have rights to walk right on in just because you're Frenkie's sister?"

You shrug cockily. "Pretty much. Everyone loves me, including Xavi. You're the only idiot that doesn't."

At this, Sergi (mysteriously) gets up and says, "I'll leave you two to fight this one out."

Robert nods and follows close behind, calling over his shoulder, "Don't be too aggressive with each other now!" You hear a snicker in the more experienced player's voice, which only fuels you more to bug Pedri.

"You aren't being too aggressive," you turn back to Pedri. "What kind of weak shove was that, anyway?"

"I just didn't shove you any harder because you're delicate and weak." He glanced up, meeting your eyes as he added, "Shame you've got no boyfriend to take care of your damsel self."

"Oh, for f***'s sake! Shut up- you know you're pulling crap out of thin air now!"

"That's what you do every single argument we have," Pedri comments with an eye roll. He bends down to tie his shoe, but then looks up, meeting your eyes again in that annoying way, and says, "Wait, you have a boyfriend?!"

"Don't say it like that!" you snap. "I don't, but I don't need one. I'm just fine without a stupid man to boss me around!"

He snorts and comments softly as he stands up, "I wouldn't say I'm stupid, and I certainly wouldn't boss you around..."

"Huph! Yeah, right!" you snap, the intention of his statements blowing straight over your head. "I bet you'd be the worst of them all! My God, no woman deserves an ass like you! Sure hope you never get a girlfriend- any would be too good for you."

"So sharp with your comebacks!" Pedri looks back. "But you use the same ones every time. You're so predictab-"

"Hey, Pedri."

Both of you look up to see Gavi sauntering over to the two of you. He pulls a water bottle from the cooler Pedri just stood up from and tells him, "Quit all the chit-chatting, for God's sake. Break time is done for you, Pedri."

"Yeah!" you grin, calling after him as he sulks away, "Lazy!"

Some days later, you walk down the hallway of the training centre. You're waiting for Frenkie, since you're going with him to visit with him and Mikky and some friends after training, when suddenly your nerves are hit simply by a familiar voice calling behind you, "Hey, Y/n..."

You swivel around to meet the obnoxious brown eyes of none other than Pedri. Your jaw clenches, but you're always ready to pick a fight with him- especially if he's up for it.

There's a flash of emotion in his eyes, and all the sudden he goes from walking toward you to being right in front of you. Your back hits the wall it's facing, and you gasp as the scent of his cologne fills your nose. You open your eyes slowly to see only Pedri's eyes. You exhale slowly. He's got you here, with his hands leaning on the wall behind you. You can't read him- you can't tell if he's about to slap you in the face or playfully tease you. All you know is that your nose is about six centimeters from the face of your rival, whom you've hated on a countless number of times.

"What the hell?" you snap. "What's your problem?"

"You know what you did!" he snaps right back, his eyes flashing again.

"What did I do?" you ask innocently as you replay all the rude comments about him and obnoxious tricks played on him.

"You know!" he says, jabbing his elbow into your shoulder- not enough to hurt, so you don't bother with him. He's a coward. He never really hurts you.

You smirk, eyebrows raised, and say, "Was it the chewing gum in your football boot or the 'Kick Me' sign on you last away game?"

"It was the gum-! Wait, 'Kick Me' sign?!"

At this, you break into hysterical laughing at his frightened face. You laugh and laugh, until you finally get out, "You take yourself so seriously, and that's why I know stupid pranks like this really will work in getting under your skin!"

"Tell about the 'Kick Me' sign!" He actually looks quite nervous.

"I managed to give you a 'friendly' pat on the back before you walked the red carpet to the hotel. All the away fans saw. I guess after getting a high-five from their hero, Pedri, they saw he would've rather been kicked in the ass!"

"Wait, it was on my ass?" His eyes widen, and you laugh more, practically wheezing now as Mr. Tough Man is getting dethroned- again. By you, as always.

"No! Lower back, idiot. I guess someone must have taken if off of you before you noticed, and didn't tell you because your pride is so delicate..."

"...Is not!" Pedri snapped, shoving you softly again. "Anyway, the f***ing gum on my expens-"

But you interrupt, showing you really couldn't care less. "Why don't you shove me harder, huh? Weak."

His face twists. "If I did, you might fall over. Clumsy."

"Oh, yeah? Am I? Am I clumsy, or are you just too scared to hurt a woman? Well, I'm not too scared to hurt a man, and I'm also not slamming men into walls to assert my dominance!"

Pedri gapes a little, which feeds your mean-spirited ways.

You grin, and suddenly shove him away. He stumbles back, and reaches back to steady himself on the opposite wall of the hallway.

"Alright, I've f***ing had it with you!" he barks, reaching for you. But you grab his wrist, twisting it. He, with his other hand, clutches the collar of your shirt, and you raise your fist, about to hurl it at his-

Suddenly, another hand grips your wrist, mid air.

Both your's and Pedri's heads flip to the new presence and rest your eyes on the younger Gavi.

Pedri's hand slips off your collar in unison with your hand slipping off his wrist.

Gavi sighs and walks past, in the middle of the two of you, calling behind, "You two, always fighting like cats and dogs! Won't you ever leave each other be? It's starting to get out of hand, with you two wrestling in the halls, and all."

You watch awkwardly as Gavi walks away, both feeling called out at how foolish you were acting.

You sit next to Gavi, swiveling back and forth on a bar stool, in a club. You sip your drink, looking down, because of the slight headache you're starting to obtain from the flashing lights around you, when suddenly someone sits on the other side of you. You look up, seeing that it's none other than Pedri. Again. Now you sit between Gavi and Pedri, and ask obnoxiously to Pedri, "Why are you here?"

He smirks, his eyes glimmering in the flashing lights. "I was here all along. But I could be asking you the same thing, baby."

You snort as Gavi looks over with unimpressed raised eyebrows at Pedri.. "Baby? Your insults are getting worse and worse every day," you remark back snidely, taking the name in a completely different way than most people- including Gavi- probably would.

Who knows how Pedri meant it?

Pedri falters for just a moment, and a strange look of slight confusion and maybe... disappointment?... flashes across his face, before he blinks away the dazed look and replaces it with that stupid smirk again. "You're a stupid baby because I don't think you can handle..." He gently takes your glass from your hand, and it's so sudden, you just watch him do it. "...that."

You glare. "What the hell, Pedri?" you snap. "I'm not anywhere near drunk! Give that back!"

He lifts the quarter full glass above his head, but leans his face close to yours and mutters, just loud enough for you to hear over the blasting party music, "Make me."

You glare more fiercely and snarl, "You know full well I'm capable of beating your ass! Now give me the glass!"

His grin just grows wider, and it annoys you that, for whatever twisted reasons, he's genuinely having fun. Enjoying himself. When you tease him or play pranks on him, you guess you have some fun, but it's mostly just about going out of your way to make his life harder because he's annoying. But he's genuinely having fun right now. Anyone could see that much.

The nerve!

You grab at Pedri, trying to wrestle the drink down, but fail, and just end up stumbling into him. He laughs and very gently elbows you, saying, "Be careful, baby. You've got no prince to catch you if you fall..."

"I don't even get your jokes anymore!" You say in frustrated annoyance. You grit your teeth and double back, ready to ram yourself to his stomach, but suddenly stop yourself when two hands grip your shoulders, and a body slips in between your's and Pedri's. "Gavi!" you say in exasperation. "Stop doing that!"

"You guys stop doing this! These arguments are getting out of hand, for God's sake!"

Pedri sighs, setting your glass down, but says, "It's really none of your business, Gav-"

"It is when you constantly do this with me and every-f***ing-one else around! It becomes our business!" He sighs witha little grunt, sitting back down. You swipe your drink off the table and sit back down next to Gavi, saying, "I'm sorry, Gavi... You see, Pedri's just so stupid..."

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Gavi rolls his eyes.

And little to either Pedri or you know, but the gears in Gavi's brain start spinning.

You sit on the bleachers, typing something up, enjoying the sunshine, when you hear footsteps. You sigh, knowing it will be Pedri approaching, but refuse to look up.

So you're surprised when Gavi says, "Hey, Y/n."

You look up and watch as Gavi sits close next to you, putting his arm around your shoulders. You don't think much of this, and don't mind that Gavi sits with you for a while, just chatting about whatever. He speaks softly, making the conversation personal. You respond in your regular tones, because why would you do anything different?

For weeks after this incident, Gavi keeps doing things like this, and, strangely, you've realized Pedri's been bothering you less. And you've been bothering him less.

But he keeps sending you the most venomous glances, it's almost worse than his occasional antagonizing.

Gavi's been getting kind of touchy with you, and you're not sure why, but you assume it's just because... you don't know. But you figure there must be a good, normal reason for it.

So you don't mind it. You enjoy your talks.

Today, you sit on the grass next to Gavi. You can't tell if it's just in your head, but you keep catching Pedri's eyes. And he doesn't look happy.

Well, Gavi's sitting quite close to you, so your shoulders are bumping, and has an arm around you, gently touching your lower back. You watch as Pedri starts walking towards you, and automatically a soft sigh escapes your lips.

Right then, Gavi gently slips his hand onto your thigh.

Automatically, your muscles clench, but you don't even look at Gavi.

Because you're watching Pedri.

He looks livid.

You swallow, and glance to Gavi, but as soon as you do, Pedri reaches him, knocks his hand off your thigh, doesn't even glance to you, and says directly to Gavi, "Come with me."

His tone is hard and cold.

Gavi stands up a little too casually (which seems to just feed Pedri's anger even more) and follows Pedri without a fight.

You stare, watching them go, in kind of a shock.

Once they're gone, you give it a minute or so, before standing up and immediately following. Snooping and eavesdropping are not below you. Can't hurt a girl for being curious, right? Besides, you've become pretty good at not getting caught.

You slowly walk down the stairs into the building, light on your feet, and peek behind every corner, listen through every door.

Finally you freeze when you hear voices, coming from behind a closed door. You lean against the wall slowly, intently listening, and grin softly when you can make out the sentences, before your face becomes serious again.

Gavi is saying, "...you've been the nicest person to her anyway!"

Pedri growls (which makes you swallow nervously), "But it's like you're taking her... She doesn't even like you... I saw the look on her face... Get your hands off of her, anyway... She's mine."

Your eyes furrow in confusion. Clearly he's talking about you, but what does this all mean...? Whatever it does, it certainly makes you feel a little angry, along with the utter uncertainty.

"Yeah? Why haven't you gone for it, then? Shoot your shot? You've just been being rude to her to get her attention without even showing how you really feel- I went about it in the-"

"She doesn't like you!"

"Yeah? Prove it?" Gavi says, just as fiery as Pedri himself, but it sounds a little different. You can't place your finger on what's different about Gavi's tone, though, from Pedri's...

There's a few seconds of silence, before a huff and a smaller comment from Pedri: "But I bet I like her more than you."

"Then prove it. I don't believe you."

"How the hell-"

"Whoever pulls her first."

You stare ahead, eyebrows knitted together.

And suddenly it clicks in your brain that was so opposed to believing anything even close to that, and it all makes sense.

All the stupid comments from him.

This conversation itself.

His dumb nicknames.

Has Pedri really... felt that way... all along?

Then why has he been acting like that?

There's silence between the boys, too, as you consider these things.

And, suddenly, you hear the doorknob turn, and your stomach drops to your knees. You try to swallow down a lump in your throat, looking for anywhere you can go to hide so that they don't see y-

"Y/n-!" Pedri stares at you, frozen.

Oh God. What... What is he going to do? Pick a fight, walk away? Lash out on me or Gavi? Pretend nothing happened?

He whispers, "You heard all that..."

You don't respond. And you're not sure if you could, even if you tried to, anyway.

But he does the most unlikely thing. The thing you weren't ever expecting.

Maybe someone else would. Maybe your brain just doesn't work that way.

But suddenly he pulls you to him, in a half-hug kind of thing, his muscles soft, and whispers, "I'm sorry, but... Maybe this will convince you to give me a shot..."

Suddenly, before you can react, he pulls you into a steamy kiss. You gasp, shocked, and although you don't want it to be happening, you don't want it to stop. You stare ahead, but slowly find the strength to close your eyes.

He pulls away and mutters, "Anyway, let me explain now..."

But suddenly Gavi walks by, casually, a smug look on his face, and he says, "I would have done it differently, but with someone like Y/n, you never know, Pedri... I mean it's funny you two are so immature about the way you're going about this, when I'm younger than both of you."

"You-"

Gavi glances back and interrupts, "Oh, and by the way, it was all a show. I'm not really into Y/n, and I know she's not really into me. It was just to make you jealous. You know, so maybe you'd finally admit your damn feelings and quit bothering her so much. Looks like you still haven't done it though. I've leave you two to that."

Pedri starts gaping as Gavi saunters away, and you stand just as shocked, but for more things than what Pedri's shocked about.

"For God's sake, Gavi," Pedri mutters under his breath, turning back to you. "Well, anyway," he breathes. "I've got a lot to explain... And say sorry for."

"Why were you..." you trail off.

He snorts. "I thought you'd be into that. I thought you'd like that sort of attention."

"I might've..." you chuckle nervously. "If I understood what you were doing in the moment..."

All the sudden, those glimmering brown eyes look deeper than they did before. More complex. Interesting. Beautiful.

Captivating.

Perhaps even... enchanting?

You swallow, and find yourself gripping to his shoulders tighter- which you didn't even know you were holding onto until now.

Now he mutters, but it doesn't seem mean.

You would say it was sexy, if that didn't mean you'd be calling him sexy.

"I've got a lot of work before I can call you mine..." he swallows. Usually a comment like this would disgust you.

But the way he just kissed you makes you not dread, but anticipate (just very, very, very slightly) eagerly all that work he needs to do in order to call you his.

Well, in other words, that set off butterflies in your stomach you didn't even know existed.

And now he whispers, "Sorry if it's too soon, but... Can I kiss you again?"

You grin stupidly and remark, "Only if you're not a coward."

He leans in, and his lips meet yours once again.

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𝐔𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬~𝐀 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐭 𝟒

summary: Barça players and talented footballers. Souls meet and sparks fly. But there's always a twist when it comes to love isn't there?

pairing: Ferran Torres x Gonzalez!Reader

warnings: cursing, slight age gap, angst

previous part -> next part

"come on pleasee" Pedri nearly begged.

"Pedro I don't feel like going out tonight, just drop it" y/n rolled her eyes.

They were at their parents' house, and Pedri got a call from one of his friends that they're going out for some drinks

Fernando walked into the room, rolling his eyes at the twins that always seem to be fighting

"what is it now?" he asked

"Gavi called me and told me they're going out for some drinks. y/n won't agree on coming with me" Pedri said, making y/n huff.

"who's gonna be there?" Fer asked, making y/n look at him suspiciously

"well Gavi and Ferran for sure, probably Fermin and Felix too. I'm pretty sure Raphinha is bringing his wife with him, so y/n should go too" he whined

Fernando looked at y/n with a knowing look when Pedri said Ferran's name, y/n's eyes widened while she shook her head quickly at Fernando.

"she'll go. get up" he pulled her on her feet, while Pedri smiled. y/n groaned and followed Fernando to her room.

"why did you do that? I don't feeling like talking to anyone today" she said annoyed.

"this is your chance to get closer to Ferran without it being too suspicious to Pedri" he said, opening the closet she had and looking for something she can wear

"who even told you that I want to become close with him" she lied, knowing that's the thing she wants the most

"just shut up and wear this" Fer threw a tiny dress she forgot she had on her and walked out of the room

"god i hate you" she let out a sigh, and got in the uncomfortable dress her brother had thrown on her.

When she finished she started working on her hair. She only showered it yesterday so she left it down and went to her make up. Nothing too special just the base and some eyeliner with her favorite lip combo.

When she finished, she sprayed one of her favorite perfumes on and took a deep breath before walking back to the living room where Pedri was.

"you look good. let's go now, they're waiting for us" Pedri said, walking out of the door.

y/n waved at Fernando and yelled a goodbye to her parents.

"will there be too many people?" y/n asked, her anxiety already building up.

"I'm not sure, but like we're going to a club so obviously there will be many people" Pedri shrugged, making y/n internally groan

"just enjoy hermana. everyone will love you" he looked at her with a smile, before turning and continuing his drive.

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"this is my sister y/n" Pedri introduced her, as soon as they arrived at the table his friends were sat at.

"you didn't tell us you had a sister. nice to meet you y/n, I'm Pablo. just call me Gavi" he shook her hand immediately, while she gave him an awkward smile.

Fact is she knew everyone already, but of course no one knew her.

"ohh you play on the barca femini team right?" Fermin Lopez said, making her smile a bit. She appreciated that someone actually knew who she was.

She nodded with a smile, while Fermin smiled back at her.

Meanwhile Ferran was watching every interaction between the two of them, and for some reason bothered with it.

He was a bit disappointed when she didn't greet him, not knowing that she was trying her best not to look at him just because of how captivating he was.

"why don't you go get a drink and loosen up?" Pedri suggested, noticing that she was sitting awkwardly and not talking to anyone.

y/n wanted to say no, but she also wanted to get away from all the people around her, so she nodded and got up.

Ferran's eyes followed her to the bar, confused why she got up

"where did she go?" he whispered in Pedri's ear

"just to get some drinks" he shrugged, not thinking much of it.

y/n ordered a coke, and waiting for the bartender to make her drink.

"hey pretty one. can I buy you a drink?" a voice from behind her said. She froze when she didn't recognize the voice, and swallowed the lump that has formed in her throat.

She looked behind her and saw a creepy tall man, with muscles and tattoos all over his arms.

She shook her head and turned back, hoping the bartender would hurry up.

At the same time, Ferran noticed the guy that approached y/n, and got up from his seat immediately when he saw the uncomfortable look on her face.

"come on. it's just a drink" he said, standing too close that she felt his presence intrusively invading her personal space.

An overwhelming sense of panic and unease washed over her when she felt his hand on her waist. Her breath was shallow and a knot was forming in her stomach.

All she wanted to do was push him away, but she seemed to be frozen and can't move.

"hey babe. did you get your drink yet?" a familiar voice said from behind her. The man behind her moving away quickly.

She let out a shaky breath, turning to see Ferran standing there with a worried expression on his face

"you okay?" he asked, taking small steps closer to her.

"I just need to get some air" she whispered pushing past him and getting out of the club

She stood outside, her heart felt like it was about to burst out of her chest, pounding so loud she could almost hear it. Every breath was a struggle, as if the air had turned thick and suffocating.

She clutched her chest, feeling the tight grip of anxiety squeezing her. The world around her seemed to blur as her mind raced with fearful thoughts, making it hard to focus on anything else. She desperately tried to find a sense of calm, but the panic had taken hold, leaving her feeling helpless and overwhelmed.

Ferran ran behind her, seeing her struggle to breath. He sat her down against the wall, cupping her cheeks in his hands and trying to look her in the eyes.

"hey look at me. Take a deep breath. You're safe now preciosa" he said softly, his voice soothing. (precious)

y/n felt his calming presence in front of her, as the blur in her eyes was starting to disappear. Ferran guided her through a breathing exercise, until she was able to breath normally.

His hands still on her cheeks, as she looked up at him with appreciation, unable to speak any word.

He smiled down at her, his thumb running over her cheekbones as he looked closely into her brown eyes.

He brought her face closer to his, pressing a small kiss on her forehead and hugging her securely

y/n couldn't fight the urge to not hug him back, and wrapped her arms tightly around his muscular torso. She couldn't help the tears that started to stream down her face. Ferran was giving her a sense of security she had never felt in her life. And that was terrifying considering she only knew him for a little while now

"don't cry precosia. you're safe and no one will hurt you" he whispered in her hair, his fingers running down from her head to her back, rubbing it calmly.

He pulled her head away from his neck, running his fingers under her eyes to wipe her tears away.

"do you want me to take you home?" he asked her, his hands never letting go of her face

She nodded her head slowly, before Ferran got up and pulled her up with him.

"let's just tell Pedri" he said, grabbing her hand and pulling her inside with him.

"Pedri. I'm leaving and y/n said she's tired so I'm taking her to her apartment is that okay?" he asked, although Pedri was looking half drunk already

"yeah yeah. just take care of the road" he nodded, giving his sister a pat on the shoulder before the two walked to Ferran's car

The ride to y/n's apartment was silent, only the faint music of the radio playing in the background while y/n helped Ferran reach her apartment. When he did, he turned the car off and looked at y/n.

She didn't want to be alone at the moment. So she acted on her intuition.

"do you wanna stay a bit. maybe we can watch a movie or something..." she said hesitantly, seeing how Ferran's face lightened up a bit

"are you sure? i really don't want to make you uncomfortable or something" he said, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand

"please, I don't wanna be alone right now" she said in a low voice, making Ferran's heart break slightly at the girl in front of him

"of course I'll stay precosia" he said with a small smile

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We are going to need a part two of that pedri imagine

A/N: Here it is!!! Hope you like it!

For those of you who didn’t catch the first part, you can read it here!

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You left. Despite his pleading and tears you left. You needed to know if his words were more than just words. You had felt unwanted for so long that you weren’t sure he still wanted you around. Maybe he was just asking you to stay because he was used to you. Without looking back you grabbed your suitcase and walked out of the door.

-Please Y/N.- he yelled. But you didn’t turn around. His voice pained you but you needed to do this to make sure your relationship was still something both of you wanted.

You couldn’t go home to your family because you needed to work because now more than ever you needed your job. The taxi left you in front of Gavi’s house. Although he was Pedri’s friend you knew you could trust him. You rang the bell and he opened the door.

Before he could say anything you went into his arms and began to cry.

-I need to talk to him. He can’t act like this.- said Gavi.

-No, no. Please I don’t even want him to know I’m here.- you pleaded.

You spent that night just talking to Gavi and trying to ignore the dozens of messages being sent by Pedri. The next morning when you woke up Gavi had already left. You got ready for work and left as well. By the time you came back from work Gavi was already asleep. And this became a routine for a few days.

-Please come to the match.- said a text from Pedri that you received that weekend. As you were thinking of what to write he called.

-What?-

-Y/N please listen to me. I miss you. Please come home.- You didn’t know what to say. You sat there in Gavi’s living room.

-That’s never felt like my home, Pedri. I’ve always felt like I was just an unwanted guest. Good for you when you wanted to have a good time but other times I was just annoying you.-

-You know that’s not true.-

-You said you couldn’t stand me, Pedri.-

-I said that in the heat of the moment. I already told you I’ve been under so much stress.-

-And what’s going to happen next time you’re under stress Pedro? I’m going to get pushed to the side again?-

-Please come home.-

-Do you even love me, Pedro?-

For once in a few minutes there was silence in the call. Pedri couldn’t answer that as he had been answering everything else.

-Call me when you figure out if you do, Pedro. No I won’t be at your match today. Good luck.-

You ended the call and tears began to run down your face. You were glad Gavi had already left for the match because you didn’t want him to see you like this.

The next morning you woke up and heard Gavi cooking breakfast. You got out of bed and walked out of the guest bedroom to find him in the kitchen.

-Good afternoon sleeping beauty.- you rolled your eyes. -Is it that late.- he shook his head. -No I was just messing with you. But even if it was with that face you have I think you needed the extra sleep.- you laughed hoping he wouldn’t ask why your eyes were puffy.

Gavi asked you to sit down while he served you breakfast. He sat down in front of you. -So how was the match?- you asked him. He smirked. -Did you really not watch it?- You shook your head. -Not even for me?- he raised an eyebrow.

-I’ll eventually watch them for you Gavi but right now I don’t want to see him, even in TV.- the two of you sat there in silence for a few minutes until your phone began to ping and ping. You furrowed your brows and grabbed your phone which was facing down on the table.

You saw that a lot of notifications from Instagram were coming up of people mentioning you. You didn’t know what was happening. You quickly touched on one notification and you felt your heart drop to your stomach.

There was a picture of Pedri after the game leaving with a girl in his car. There was another picture of him coming out of a restaurant with the same girl with his arms around her and kissing her.

-Hijo de puta.- you yelled as you threw your phone across the room. Gavi quickly stood up and managed to grab you as you fell to the ground. You began to cry feeling as your heart was shattered into pieces. He laid on the floor with you in his arms asking what was wrong as you cried.

Eventually Gavi began to get notifications as well and he didn’t know what to say.

-How could he do this?- you asked. -He just called me yesterday to tell me to come home.- Gavi was silent.

-I asked if he loved me Gavi and he couldn’t answer me.- you said in between tears. Gavi hugged you and left a small kiss on your head.

-He didn’t look fine at all at the game Y/N. Maybe he wasn’t thinking my right.- Gavi said about his friend.

-He’s never thinking right Gavi. He’s under stress. He has a million excuses to treat me like shit.- you spat back.

Gavi sat there looking at you. -If he doesn’t love you, you know who does?- his light brown eyes wide open in front of you. He bit his bottom lip nervously.

-Who?- you managed to ask.

-I’ve loved you for years. I hate seeing how he treats you, you deserve better. I can give you better. I’m tired of trying to cover up for him and let him treat you like this.-

Before you could say anything Gavi attacked your lips. You fell back as he placed a hand behind your head and another on your jaw. The kiss stopped and you both stepped back.

-I’m not asking for much, just please give me a chance to show you what you deserve.- he said.

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