lampardverse refs

I was wounded early, and early I learned that wounds made me.

ON the subject of undernegotiated kink in fanfiction. i think we should talk more about how the concept of "not talking about it" is just as much wish fulfillment for some people as "in-depth, therapy-speak conversations where everyone is clear and understood" is for others

“You never thought he was, you know… That way?” “I genuinely did not.” Jason shrugged. “Well, you know. He seemed like the type.” “The type. What do you mean the type. The type like you and I?” “The type like the type who would hide behind his professionalism and career and creep on young lads. Because his normal life is fake and doesn’t make him happy. And these lads like Anthony are the only ones he can feel powerful and content with.” “You think there were more?” “Well, Chelsea, for one, was full of them.” Eddie looked at him in disbelief. Chelsea’s class of 2019, full of young players from the academy during Frank’s first year. It made too much sense.