#Andy Robertson drabble

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In This Moment

player: Andy Robertson words: 381 request: Andy Robertson - no pref - 250 - 500 - Fluff - Just her watching Andy play with their children on the pitch at the end of the season (or outside in general: piles of leaves or in the snow), being such a loving dad

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The final whistle blowing had signified the end of a long, arduous season; something that she couldn’t say if she or Andy were more happy about. It had taken it out of both of them emotionally and even though Liverpool had never been in the title race, it had felt almost as draining as if they had. She’d tried to put a positive spin on it, saying how playing in the Europa League may take some of the pressure off unlike playing in the Champions League. It meant that they could concentrate on the actual league games and try and not replicate this season.

Some of the other players are out there with their little ones, so it’s no surprise to her when Andy approaches her with his hands out ready to scoop up the twins who excitedly run towards him. Just as they get there, she watches as they slap hands together and split off, each sibling moving faster than Andy can and go on either side of him while giggling loudly.

He moves slower deliberately, taking his time to pretend as though he’s fuming. He’s making threat promises of what he’ll do when he catches them - they’re going to have a pillow fight - and lose, they’re going be challenged to a marshmallow eating contest - and lose, but worst of all he promises, there’ll be no contest at all by the time he gets them both because he’s just going to make them clean up his dirty socks for a whole week.

Their cries of dismay at such a dirty threat is audible even from where she stands but they still try to give him a run for his money. Their little boy wriggles out of Andy’s grip as he tries to grab their daughter, something which is hilarious to the both of them as they once again split in different directions. Some of the other children have paused to watch, and once they’ve realised what’s happening, they join in to create a diversion.

“Oh they’ve got you good, baby. They’re too much like you to get caught,” she whispers to herself and for 10 minutes or so, everything that’s taken place on the Anfield pitch over the course of the season is forgotten and all that matters is this.

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see the lights in the dark

Player: Andy Robertson Words: 747  Warnings: None, fluff Request: Christmas market - I just want him being a goofball tbh <3 Nothing off limits!

For @ofxinnocence, merry Christmas! I hope you like it. He's less of a goofball in this then you maybe hoped, but I hope I did him justice

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She hadn’t really known what to expect when Andy had suggested going to the Christmas market in Edinburgh during the winter break. The plan was to spend a day in the capital before making the trip to Glasgow to go see Andy’s family to celebrate Christmas a little early. To say she was excited would be an understatement. Growing up, visiting a Christmas market wasn’t something her parents could afford. She took in the sight in front of her while Andy checked into the hotel. The streets had been blocked off for traffic and stalls that were made to look like lodges were scattered over the square. It had just gone past five o’clock and the sun was already setting. She pulled her scarf tighter around herself as a chill ran through her.

“Okay, all set. Ready?” Andy asked, taking her hand in his. She gave him a squeeze and let him pull her along. The crowds weren’t too bad, but it was still busy. She allowed her eyes to wander, taking in all the lights and the displays at each stall as Andy navigated them through the crowd. 

“Oh, you gotta try this, love,” Andy said, pulling her to a stall that sold different locally made cheeses. 

“This one’s my fave,” Andy said, pointing to a tasting platter of different cheddar cheeses. He fed her one of the cubes, taking one for himself as well. She let the cheese melt on her tongue, getting hit by the fruitiness of the added port, humming appreciatively.

“Oh, that is good. Your mum would love that too, we should get her some,” she said. Andy smiled at her and picked up a small wheel of said cheese. 

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It was getting later and now the sun had fully set, the air had a nip to it. Both their free hands were full of bags with goodies, including a couple of Christmas gifts for friends and her family. 

“I hope everyone will like their gifts,” she wondered out loud as they waited in a queue for some much needed hot chocolate.

“With your eye for detail, I’m sure they will, love,” Andy said, pulling her closer, “how did you even find that mug for Milly?” 

She shrugged. “It was kinda hidden at the back, but I think it’s perfect for him. Knew when I saw it we had to get it for him,” she replied with a smile. Andy smiled back at her, brushing his lips against her temple before placing their order. She gratefully took the to-go cup from the vendor and took a careful sip. 

“Mm, this is good hot chocolate. None of that instant stuff, but real cacao,” she commented as they moved to a bench. Andy chuckled as he sat down next to her. His back was protesting against the fact they had been on their feet for hours moving at a snail’s pace due to the crowd. He listened to her chattering away about all the things she saw, how she was in awe of the elderly woman who had knitted all those jumpers, how she loved that there were so many small businesses offering their goods. Andy had watched her take in the stalls and decorations while they had walked, surely with a dopey grin on his face at her excitement the entire time. The way her face had lit up every time she spotted a Christmas themed bauble or an ugly Christmas jumper had made his heart swell with love and adoration for her. She truly loved Christmas and was such an attentive gift giver. It was one of the many things he loved about her.

“Do you want to continue or go get something to eat?” Andy asked once they’d finished their hot chocolates.

“Can we just sit here for a bit longer?” she asked, cuddling into him, “the lights are so pretty, and I can hear the carollers from here.” 

Andy pressed a kiss on top of her head, wrapping an arm around her.

“Of course, love. I love you,” he murmured into her hair. 

“Love you, too, Andy,” she replied quietly, turning to look at the flickering lights on the Christmas tree in front of them, humming along to a Christmas carol under her breath. Andy had a feeling that actual Christmas day would be just as magical this year as it had been when he was still a boy, and he couldn’t wait to spend the rest of their Christmases together.

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I loved your Drabble on The Old Guard. Also, when Andy was on horseback, I thought she looked a bit like Xena. Just like your post about Warrior Nun looking a bit like Britt Robertson.

Thanks 😊❤️

And... huh. Yeah I can see that. She does have that Xena energy here.

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TP request for Every Woman Exchange because an “or” matching signup with 10 characters or groups is bound to be a wordy business!

Doris Truman

Group: Audrey Horne & Laura Palmer

Group: Laura Palmer & Donna Hayward

Group: Laura Palmer & Sarah Palmer

Group: Norma Jennings & Shelly Johnson & Heidi & Miriam Sullivan

Denise “fuck you AO3 canonical” Bryson

Diane Evans

Laura Palmer

Lucy Moran

Margaret "The Log Lady" Lanterman

Tamara "Tammy" Preston

Feel free to mix and match these characters, anything from Tammy interviewing Doris to Denise getting Lucy a drink would be amazing. I also love all their usual cohorts, so Doris and Harry in the woods or Diane and Albert - or heck, Diane and Phil, unanimously voted Philadelphia's Most Glamorous - or Tammy and her FBI dads is all cool as long as the focus remains on the girls. Tammy regrets in TFD that she couldn't meet Margaret? Let Tammy meet Margaret somehow, by golly! You can't really go wrong with gen combinations if you get any cool idea you want to explore. All these prompts are just suggestions. I like magical realism and American Gothic and flat-out surrealism so anything canon-like is great, but also a sitcom take on any group of colleagues, or a smarmy moment played teeth-rottingly straight (which is also canon-like, hah), some found family feels, you name it.

(the order is just me copypasting the tagset)

Doris: I wish her the best and hope that she'll find a way to amicably divorce Frank, or take a deep breath away from each other, heal through other people... there was also a message on Hastings' website from a regular reader that was just signed "Doris" so I headcanon her as an UFO enthusiast, if you want to play with that. I like to think that Albert will drop everything and stay in town after TPTR, and I swear by the fact that both he and Doris need a lot of cathartic shouting, for opposite reasons (she has a lot of pain and frustration to let out, he needs to stop being dead inside). So a good, cathartic shouting match could be a fun fic or art if you like the idea.

Laura & Donna: post-canon meetup post-canon meetup post-canon meetup!! Somehow. Dreams, shifted realities, straight-up 'Carrie' driving up to Vermont to find her Donna again. Shippy or not, I just want closure for them. Or any kind of Laura&Donna fic is great, I've loooved basically everything I've read for them.

Norma&Shelly&Heidi&Miriam: I love the RR microcosm! Sweet and supportive and just so /good/. Good for Norma for snatching the ever-so-rare happy ending and I'm glad Heidi got painted in a much more positive light this time round! And our heroic Miriam! My first thoughts go to either Shelly working through her Red problem with the help of the other girls, or Miriam triumphantly getting the pie Shelly and Heidi wanted to get her. But anything RR-centric is great. idk, a collection of drabbles with different customers (established characters or otherwise) coming in? Or something else still!

Denise: she was FBI all along so she can be friends with all the rest of the FBI cast! What a wonderful retcon. So tell me everything about Denise and Diane, Denise and Albert, Denise and Tammy... Denise and Cooper in the hopefully-not-so-distant future... she's so warm and charming, she just lights up any scene. Denise in Twin Peaks during s2 or Denise back in Twin Peaks years later for whatever reason is also great!

Diane: putting herself back together? I'd love a post-finale journey of self-discovery (or an episode thereof, for shorter fic or single pieces of fanart), slipping out of the Linda identity (whatever that's about), accepting/reclaiming her tulpa, and even that split self we saw outside the motel... or! Fun times with Janey-E! Why can't they stand each other? Is it because they're both kind of complicated people to be around? Is it because Janey was the only one who figured something was wrong when Diane got tulpa'd? Diane and Albert's frendship warms my heart, and it's fun to imagine Tammy trying to connect with her even after she got barked at. Or Void Club with Annie and Audrey, where they're not gonna talk about Dale Cooper, in fact they're not gonna talk about Dale Cooper at all...

Laura: finding her angels again please? Or in any situation - in the Lodge or in whatever sort of surreal road trip she and Cooper ended up in - that's closer to the Laura in Between Two Worlds, the woman who's walked through fire and made it to the other side, Laura with her eyes sparkling and that impossible Mona Lisa smile. Any moment where she gets to shine and tower over everything and everyone else. As an aside: I did not request Laura&Audrey because I figured that anyone offering it would ship it, and I very much do not, and I didn't want to inconvenience anyone who hoped to match on them because of the ship. BUT I came to the realization that I am in fact pretty invested in s gen reading of what Audrey saw in Laura, how she resented her but also idolized her and tried to follow in her footsteps until she got burned at One-Eyed Jack's. So what if they met after canon, how would a grown-up Audrey confront her old idea of Laura, would she see the real person behind that image, and would it help her come to terms with some of her own crap?

Lucy: Kimmy Robertson said she would like to be the color blue in Lynch's palette, if the prompt works for you. I love Lucy taking her time to understand and organize the world around her, I love her with Andy, with Wally, with Maggie Brown and the rest of the new sheriff's station cast, and I love it when people who don't usually appreciate her (both sheriffs and Albert come to mind) have to come to terms with the fact that she's amazing. I also like that Hawk is a first-class gossip, apparently, and so is Lucy, so if THAT prompts works for you...

Margaret: Margaret and the woods, Margaret and Hawk, Margaret and Laura always... Margaret and Shelly, Margaret and Audrey!, Margaret trying to impress Norma as per that one Log Lady intro... young Margaret and the Truman boys, or an older Margaret still with the Trumans, and sometimes maybe there's only one Truman and sometimes they are very distinct, oh well c'est la vie.

Tammy: I like to take the difference between her book self and show self as a straight-up character trait, that she's way more reserved in person than she is in writing. Any fic based on this duality would be great for me. Other than that, throw her at literally any character and I'll be thrilled to read it. I love how she looks up to Albert and just kind of follows him around like a baby duckling, I love the possibilities of Denise mentoring her, I love how she's the next generation of Blue Rose and hopefully the first one that won't fuck up majestically and I wonder if Gordon realizes it as he lets her learn the ropes at her own pace, I love possible "passing of the torch" scenarios with Cooper where he's so proud of her, or Laura sharing her secrets. Or let her be lace buddies with Shelly or look into a supernatural case with Cynthia or find Audrey or whatever! Yay Tammy!

Ship-wise, my big ships are Laura/Donna, Laura/Ronette and the Brennans. I also ship Shelly and Bobby and hope they can sort it out. And I'm curious to explore Tammy/Cynthia, /Audrey, /Candie, and/or getting a supernatural smooch from Laura. And while it's got zilch to do with this exchange, for the sake of full disclosure, all sides of Dale/Albert/Harry.

DNWs: unrequested ships, especially my NOTPs (Coop with Audrey, Annie - she’s a bit more complicated than NOTP but for the sake of a clear signup let’s just veto it..., Janey-E, Diane and Laura. Shelly/Gordon, Tammy/the rest of her coworkers twice her age), character bashing, s3 negativity

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Czekoladowe cappuccino

read it on AO3 at http://bit.ly/2VHTp2Y

by DreamsConstellation

Andy studiuje, Virgil pracuje w kawiarnii...

Words: 199, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Men's Football RPF

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Randy Robertson, Virgil van Dijk

Relationships: Virgil van Dijk/Andrew Robertson

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Double Drabble

read it on AO3 at http://bit.ly/2VHTp2Y

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Eyes Bigger Than The Belly.

player: andy robertson words: 999 request: Andy Robertson   |   600+   |   she / her  |  Going to a harvest fair “I think I’m sick” Andy keeps running off from her, finding whatever autumn treats he can eat.

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Stalls upon stalls line the way with their tempting goods and though the morning fog has lifted a little, it does still create an eerie, yet appropriate setting. Stalls are decorated in autumnal colours with garland style table top coverings and buntings. Pumpkins both as decoration and for sale are propped up and proudly on display with an option to carve your own and enter it into a contest. Homemade pies, crumbles, cheeses, spiced festive drinks and large warmers filled with hot cocoa and coffee ready to be poured and topped with your choice are all begging to be admired and sampled.

Hot food is served from food vans and under tents for the larger quantities and there is more than enough seating for everyone in a sheltered spot and those selling food are already making the switch from the breakfast crowd to the lunchtime menus by the time Andy had parked the car.

She’d walked either hand in hand, or with her arm hooked through his as she’d guided him along, pausing every now and then to look at something, untangling herself from him to get a closer look, only to realise moments after that he’d disappeared.

She’d find him nearby, chatting with a business owner and popping yet another freebie into his mouth with glee. By the 5th time she’d lost him, she gave up panicking, realising that she’d find him wherever the free food was.

He stands now with his hands stuffed into his pockets, legs wider than they needed to be as he sways from side to side as he talks. The various bags of goodies that the two of them have picked up lay at his feet, clearly given up on holding them any longer than he needs to. The presumably owners, a middle aged couple, are hanging onto his every word as Andy recalls a story. It’s not until she gets closer that she realises the hat the male is wearing proudly shows the Liverpool FC crest.

“I hope you’re charging him full price.” She says as she approaches, and Andy pulls his arm back to his side after extending it to wrap around her shoulders. He gives her a scowl at her words and she shrugs.

“Don’t worry love, I’m going to charge him double for allowing United to go above us.”

“It’s only fair,” she agrees with a nod and elbows Andy in the ribs.

“I don’t deserve this,” her boyfriend scoffs and playfully kicks a stone which hits the pole of the canopy that keeps the rain from the stall.

“And extra now for destruction of property,” the bloke chuckles as Andy grins.

“I will have a big portion of those though, please,” he says, gesturing with his hand his choice. “You’ve gotta try these babe,” he steps forward and over the previous purchases and takes the tester pot when offered to him and passes it to her.

Under the watchful eye of everyone, she does as she’s told and pops a bite sized amount into her mouth before chewing. The flavours, rich, smokey and yet sweet, all take turns to take the spotlight. Before she’d even finished swallowing the first mouthful, she’s nodding and reaching for a second.

“See!” Andy laughs, “and another for my girl.”

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“Oh I love this, we could have this for in th-” her fingers are brushing over an autumnal wreath or two but as expected, he’s nowhere to be found. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

They’ve already headed back to the car to put the existing shopping in there as the bags were beginning to pile up and after feasting on the different varieties that were available, they didn’t want to be weighed down even further. With only half of the stalls explored, there’s still many hours left to pass.

“Do you want some toddler reins?” the woman sitting on the chair behind the table asks as her hands hug the mug of hot deliciousness.

“Gladly, he’s a pain in my ass today,” she replies and tries to look around, standing on her tiptoes to try and get a better view of where he could have wandered off to.

Sure enough, Andy is standing in front of a woman who is offering a platter of tasters, alternating between replying and eating. She’s not sure how many he’s allowed but he keeps dipping his fingers back onto the tray and the woman isn’t saying no or trying to stop him.

“Unbelievable.” she mutters before giving the stall owner an apology and walking away. Before she’s able to get there, Andy is taking a bag from someone and handing over a crisp note, his loud thanks reaches her ears and as he turns to face her, the smile slips from his face.

“I think I’m sick.” He announces and she almost chokes on the laugh that sounds suddenly from her.

“Oh you think, huh?”

“I didn’t mean to keep eating.” he tries to justify his actions but if there was ever a time to see a person look a little green in the face, this was it. Rob was embodying it and his eyes were certainly bigger than his belly.

“No?”

He shakes his head, hands running over his belly protectively in a way to soothe the fullness that he feels and puffs his cheeks out in mock sickness. “I’ve definitely eaten too much.”

“So I’ll be driving and you’ll be in the passenger seat with a vomit bag just in case.” Sticking his bottom lip out in a pout, Andy nods in agreement. “You’ll not be wanting that stew later.”

His eyebrows knit together and he makes a scoffing sound. “Don’t be daft. Give me an hour or so and I’ll be ready to go.”

“Of course you will,” her arm links through his and despite his protests of eating too much, it doesn’t stop him craning his neck to see which food options he’s missed when they smell something different in the air.

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Prompts

in bold have already been requested

Decorating the tree

Dancing in the snow

Present shopping

Gift giving

Making a gingerbread house

Snowball fight

Mistletoe

Christmas baking

Christmas market

Making snowmen

Watching Christmas movies

Dancing to Christmas music

Requested so far

Kostas Tsimikas

Queen Anne/Aramis

Andy Robertson

Virgil van Dijk

Antoine Griezmann

Rodrigo De Paul

Trent Alexander-Arnold

Darwin Nunez

Ruben Dias

Marcos Llorente

Fernando Torres

John Stones

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