#Antoine Griezmann

[zayphia]

football tournaments give me a genuine midlife crisis because one day it’s 2014 and you’re a kid and your favourite player is still in their peak and then it’s another two years and then you’re older and your favourite player is older and then it’s another two and you’re older than the newest players and your favourite player is retiring. not good. do not recommend.

[wulfhalls]

antoine griezmann is unfortunately one of the most fuckable people on the planet. u think u hit rock bottom but then suddenly u want to fuck a french person ://

[daily-dutch]

‹ The Netherlands v France › UEFA EURO 2024 - Group stage   📸 by Marvin Ibo Guengoer & Carl Recine

[sickofthistoxicshit]

Personally, I melted 😍😂

[pensat-i-fet]

Juli and his French boyfriends 🥰🥰

[sports-on-sundays]

belle's makeshift masterlist

I write for football players and Formula 1 drivers!

★★★

Football players

Pedri González -

jigsaw / Part 1

jigsaw / Part 2

make up your mind

she's mine

I hate you (not)

help me sleep

surprises in Barcelona

friends with benefits

got your back

Marc Guiu -

stupid with love

run away / Part 1

run away / Part 2

not right for you

ready when you are

arguments / Part 1

arguments / Part 2

arguments / Part 3

perfect

Sergi Roberto -

someone like her

Fermín López -

found us out

visca el barça

Pablo Gavi -

take care of me

second priority

camera-shy

long distance

Héctor Fort -

love to hate you

mama's boy / Part 1

mama's boy / Part 2

it isn't right

Pau Cubarsí -

embarrassed and in love

love and fame

sweetie

bump, set, spike

sleep tight

racer girl

Antoine Griezmann -

football in the rain / Part 1

football in the rain / Part 2

Rodrigo Riquelme -

rainy days

★★★

Race car drivers

Lando Norris -

boulevard of broken dreams / Part 1

boulevard of broken dreams / Part 2

boulevard of broken dreams / Part 3

all my fault

all my heart / Part 2 of all my fault

serious

IMAGINE...

papaya girl

Charles Leclerc -

people change

and I can change / Part 2 of people change

hold you while you sleep / Part 3 of people change

taken

accident prone

while you're away

prince not so charming / Part 1

prince not so charming / Part 2

prince not so charming / Part 3

prince not so charming / Part 4

prince not so charming / Part 5

our tree

lucky strike

princess of monaco

Max Verstappen -

ER

Carlos Sainz Jr. -

red wine

Oscar Piastri -

us

McLaren hat

Arthur Leclerc -

too late

Lando Norris & Oscar Piastri -

everyone can see he looks at you like you're the world, but you don't even know it

two for one / Part 1

one for two / Part 2 of two for one

this simple feeling / Part 3 of two for one

★★★

Series

Christmas with...

Arthur Leclerc

Oscar Piastri

Charles Leclerc

Lando Norris

★★★

ALL the football players I am currently willing to write for!

pablo gavi

pedri gonzález

fermín lópez

ferran torres

frenkie de jong

lamine yamal

héctor fort

pau cubarsí

samuel lino

alejandro balde

antoine griezmann

rodrigo riquelme

phil foden

julián álvarez

pablo barrios

marcos llorente

eric garcía

★★★

ALL the race car drivers I am currently willing to write for!

max verstappen

charles leclerc

carlos sainz jr.

george russell

lando norris

oscar piastri

kimi antontelli

franco colapinto

arthur leclerc

oliver bearman

★★★

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[dybalassunshine]

Footballers on their last braincells:

[gadriezmannsgirl]

May i request,where in reader and grizi are laying in bed just talking about your day and just adoring each other! Idk I just had a really soft spot for him rn ! Anywho thank you so much for your writing! I hope you have a wonderful day💙

Grizi fic because it's his birthday! Can you believe that gorgeous man is 33 now? I can't, he's just a baby

Lovers -A.G7

Summary: You're each other's safe space

You rolled into your bedroom, laying yourself into the door sighing and kicking off your shoes.

"Bonjour, princesse" (Hello, princess) You heard his voice and inmediately smiled before lifting your gaze, his deep blue eyes made you feel safe and his smile took off the weight of the day away.

"Hola" You said softly with a tired smile on "How's your day?"

"Pretty boring" He smiled "What about yours?"

"Long" You said inmediately "Very, very long" You sighed closing your eyes "I'm so tired all I want to do is sleep" You let yourself go face down on your bed "and not move from the bed at all for at least three days straight" You heard his sweet laugh

"You gotta go and shower, amor"

"Are you telling me that I stink?" You looked up to him and saw how his lips were pushed upwards and looked to another side "I'm not!"

"You're" He said

"You're lying, Antoine Griezmann" His facade fell quickly as laughter came over him

"I can shower with you if you want"

"Your hair is wet"

"I can still take another shower" You hum with a smile on, you pushed yourself up and crawled on the bed to be face to face with him

"Only shower?"

"Well... I can think about something else too"

"Save that for later, campeón. I'm tired right now"

"You pervert, I was talking about a massage!" You laugh kissing his lips and going straight to the bathroom "You dirty minded"

You took off your shirt and throwed it at him "Shut up and come to take a shower with me"

Antoine got up really fast and ran towards the bathroom making you laugh "You're a 33 year old man but you still act as if you were 16"

"That's the spirit!"

Once you were inside the bathroom, he truly saw how tired you were and took care of you without thinking twice, he washed your hair, your body, he talked to you trying to get your head off from work and after that he helped you with your after shower routine, the creams on your body, doing your hair for you in a nice braid, dressing you in your pijama's which consisted in one of his shirts and panties.

"Thank you, Anto" You kiss his cheek

"No need to thank me, princesse" He smiled "I'm glad I can help you whenever you're having a bad day" You smile softly

"It wasn't a bad day" You confess "It was just a really tiring and long day, I had to run around everywhere, the guys were making simple mistakes, the documents I was waiting for to sign weren't even done, two meetings got pushed back because one of them is sick... It was crazy" You whispered shaking your head "What about you? How was training?"

"Koke keeps calling me Toni Pepperoni"

"You let him"

"He heard you" You laugh softly "But overall was good, tiring and hard like always but there were always laughter"

"Sometimes I wish I can switch offices with you" He laughed

"You wouldn't want that"

"No, I wouldn't" You agree "I run five minutes and I'm already passing out, imagine having to run from one side of a field to the other for +90 minutes. I'll be dead" You both laugh "And the work sessions you do, shut your mouth don't get me started on that" You shake your head "It's truly amazing what you do, love"

"Your work is amazing too. Without you the company wouldn't know how to work"

"That's called being a bossy bitch" He laughs

"You're bossy, yes. But not a bitch"

"I can be sometimes"

"0 out 11 times"

"But I still am" You winked as he laughs once again. You enjoy that sound and the smile that covers his handsome face.

"Definitely, Morata's afraid of you"

"He should be. I didn't let my shoe go out after kicking that ball for no reason"

"That day was so amazing" His giggles made you giggle as well, you keep on talking about your days and about random things that went to your mind at that moment, when he suddenly asked "Baby, how does a date night sound?"

"Do we have to go out?"

"You know we don't"

"Then it's perfect"

"You set up the movie and I'll bring something to eat"

"Can I cuddle you?"

"Do you even have to ask? Of course you will" He scoffs "Do you want Chip Ahoy's and Pringles's?" You opened your mouth but he beat you to it "Of course you will"

"Mira tu-!" (Look, you little-!) You grabbed his pillow and went to throw it at him but he passed through the door "You're lucky I'm in love with you!"

"You're the lucky one, señora!" (Old lady)

"You're definitely not coming out alive out of this one, Griezmann!" You ran out after him, you heard his laugh already on the kitchen as you made your way downstairs. He was going to get it.

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Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

[holdmybvbeer]

He got a fanshirt of his wife made, no one does it like him

[foot-tea]

https://www.tumblr.com/foot-tea/757061702910197760/httpswwwtumblrcomfoot-tea757000483901669376

i 100% agree. once y’all realize that a man who sleeps around just simply doesn’t respect women or see them as human enough to get to know them but rather use them for their own pleasure then that says everything about how these footballers would treat you and look at women. you should look into studies done by princeton psychologists, they literally showed men women wearing revealing clothing and the part of their brain that identifies OBJECTS lit up 😳 i understand status is a big thing (besides good looks), but us women get attached unless we’ve engraved in our minds that it’s nothing more than a hook up (even then it doesn’t work sometimes). stop idealizing them, they’re men after all

Jose mourinho gets proven right everyday when he said dont idolize footballers they are all trash. These men are not always good people and we really should not put them on a pedestal.

[rodribentancur]

[shitapril]

the way france played those last 15-20 minutes against spain should've been the way they played the whole game, if not tournament. they've played such lazy games, and honestly have been riding too much on their luck, and i'm saying this as a fan of the team.

looking at how they got as far as the semis without a single goal in open play, i think it wouldn't be too harsh to say it's a miracle they even made it so far.

i've been a fan of les bleus since 2017 and honestly ? i feel like france has lost their passion. today was a prime example - the spirit spain played with despite being at advantage, france could barely recreate on the brink of elimination. they've been playing uninspiring games and depending on good fortune. the fire and electricity they played with in 2018 for the world cup is simply not there. something has to change, and it needs to be big.

[elpuppies]

he is so unserious 😭

[libraryofloveletters]

Glue Sticks and Pom Poms

Antonie Griezmann x Fem!Reader

Warnings: so much glitter, girl dad anto, your daughter is lowkey a menace, the team loves your kid like their own, family sweetness.

Word Count: 505

Author's Note: idk if any of you even read for anto but he's pookie so here you go.

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Every year since moving to Atletico, his girls have helped him to make Christmas cards for his teammates; this year was no different. The three of them covered in glitter, glue and pom poms.

The giggles filled the house, your daughter and her father shared everything; smile, eyes, nose, giggles. They were twins in every way possible.

Now their love for art was exactly the same, to appreciate and to make were one in the some. Now no one ever said they were good at it but alas to be good, you need practice.

Your daughter gets a pass, seeing that she's only 6 but Anto was 32, he really has no excuse.

You had returned from the store to see them at the dining room table. The glitter, paper, glue and markers were all over the table, Anto and your daughter, Amelia, sat next to each other. Your husband cut out little shapes, giving it to her to stick only the cards they were making.

Every year since she was born, Anto and Amelia have made Christmas cards to his teammates. It was important to him to make them feel as homemade as possible but it was also nice for him to have some time with Amelia, something the two of them could do despite all the hectic-ness of the season.

your arms rest over your husband's shoulder, startling the man momentarily. "When'd you get back ? I didn't hear you come in." He says, pressing a kiss to your hand.

"Just a minute ago, came to see what all the giggling was about."

"Look!" Amelia shows you her card; a poorly drawn reindeer on it with a small red pom pom on the nose, clearly meant to be Rudolph and there's a man next to the reindeer, short blonde hair with a big nose with squiggles all over his arms.

"Very nice, baby. Who's that supposed to be?" You asked her, pointing to the man. You assumed it was her father, seeing that his hair was blonde more often than not and he too had tattoos but her answer made you giggle.

"Uncle Rodri!" She says proudly, meaning Rodrigo. You nodded, "I'm sure he'll love it babe."

Anto shows you a few of her other creations for the team, all of them Christmas related but none of them the same.

You told your husband as much. "I know," he nods, "there's no theme this year."

"Pom poms!" Amelia sticks her hand out, waiting for her father to pass them to her. "What colour?" He asks her.

"I'm gonna get some water," you tell him, kissing his head before walking to the kitchen. In the two minutes you were gone, you hear Antonie shout which was followed my Amelia's giggles

When you returned, you see Antonie's got a red pom pom stuck to his nose. Your lips pressed together, biting back a smile. "It's not funny." He tells you, a finger pointed at you.

Nodding, you snicker. "It's a little funny."

He picks up your daughter, the little girl now sitting on her father's lap as he smothers her cheek in kisses. You smile, taking a photo of them.

It was moments like this that you knew she'd remember.

[pensat-i-fet]

Grizi and Roro are so unintentionally funny 😅

[mariclerc]

Hi, idk if you are still taking requests for Griezmann but I wanted to ask if you could write something with him based on the song Juno by Sabrina Carpenter

omg thank you for this request, it's been a long time since I wrote about Grizi, I hope you like it!!

Have you ever tried this one? | ag7

Summary: a pose in your dance routine brings out the wild side of your boyfriend.

Warnings: ballet dancer reader, a slightly freaky Antoine, shy reader, based on Sabrina Carpenter's "Juno".

You find yourself practicing ballet in the living room, wearing a leotard and some tights. Music from Sabrina Carpenter's "Juno" is playing softly in the background.

You execute gracefully a series of pliés and pirouettes, your movements are fluid and elegant. As the music intensifies, you attempted a new, more challenging move, twisting your body into a unique, slightly provocative pose.

You love your profession, being a ballet dancer has opened many doors for you, something you would never expect from a hobby like dancing... Although sometimes it has its disadvantages, like for example now: trying a slightly provocative pose based on a pop song. You really don't understand how your instructor says that this helps you to improve, but you decide not to judge her techniques.

"You make me wanna make you fall in love

Oh, late at night, I'm thinkin' 'bout you, ah, ah-ah

Wanna try out some freaky positions?

Have you ever tried this one?"

Just as Sabrina Carpenter sings that part of the song, you freeze in the pose, your eyes are closed, completely absorbed in the music and the movement.

The front door swings open and Antoine enters, carrying a bag of groceries. He's surprised to see you dancing and he just smiles warmly, he loves to watch you dance, even if it makes you a little embarrassed sometimes.

“Woah! Hey, mon amour! You look amazing.” he smiled as he put the groceries on the counter. (my love)

You opened your eyes and jumped slightly, startled. You quickly straightens up, feeling a blush creep up your neck and you paused the song.

“Oh, hey Antoine! You scared me!” you say softly.

“Sorry! Didn't mean to interrupt.” he giggled. “You're incredible baby. That was… wow!” he sighed.

You laughed nervously, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Well... Thanks! I'm just trying to learn this new move for my solo. It's… a little bit tricky.” you just smiled shyly.

He smiles. “It looks effortless. You make it look so easy.”

“Oh, it's not easy at all! It takes hours of practice.” you just giggled.

Antoine take a glass of water and approach you, his eyes sparkling with admiration.

“Can you show me again? The one you just did?” he asks softly.

You hesitate a little, suddenly feeling self-conscious. You love to dance, there's no lie about that, but somehow you feel very embarrassed to dance in front of him, even though he is your biggest fan.

You blush a bit. “I don't know… it's not really…”

He stopped you gently by grabbing your face in his hands. “Come on, please? I want to see you dance, chérie.” he says so gently. (darling)

You sighed, a playful smile playing on your lips.

“Okay, but beg you... Please don't laugh.”

“I won't laugh. I promise.” he says and stretches out his little finger. “Pinky promise!”

You smile and intertwine your pinky with his. You take a deep breath and you play the song again to repeat the movement move, holding the pose for a moment longer this time. Antoine stares at you, completely captivated and speechless.

He whispered. “Oh... That was... Wow.”

You feel a jolt of electricity course through you as you meet his gaze. You quickly break the pose, feeling your cheeks flush crimson.

“Okay, okay, that's enough!” you started to laugh, trying to deflect the intensity of his stare.

“You're so incredible... Seriously. You're so graceful, so strong…” he says softly.

You blushed at his compliments. “You're making me blush.”

“You should blush baby. You deserve it.” he steps closer, his eyes lingering on your face. “You know, that move… it was…”

You closed your eyes. “Don't say it.”

He laughs. “What?”

“You were going to say it was…”

“It was… mesmerizing.” he says.

You laughed, trying to hide the fluttering in your stomach.

“Oh god... You're such a charmer.”

He shrugged. “I'm just telling the truth, amour.” he reaches out and gently traces the line of your jaw with his finger. “You know... You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.”

You looked into his eyes, your heart is pounding so fast.

“You're not so bad yourself, Monsieur Griezmann.” you say softly while smiling.

Antoine smiles, his eyes twinkling. “I know baby.”

He leans in and kisses you softly, a lingering, passionate kiss that leaves you breathless. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

“I love you babe!”

“I love you too, mon amour! More than words can say.”

You two pull apart, your foreheads resting against each other.

Suddenly Antoine asked something. “Can I… maybe try that move with you sometime?”

You gasped, your eyes widening at his request. “You want to do what?” you say so fast. “What!?”

He blushed. “You know… in a different way, if you know what I mean.”

You burst out laughing, pushing him playfully. “Antoine!”

He just smiled. “What? I'm just saying… That seemed so interesting to try...”

You blushed again. “You're so impossible.”

He chuckled. “But you love it anyway, huh?”

You smiled, your eyes sparkling. “Maybe I do.”

You two spend the rest of the afternoon laughing, cuddling, and enjoying each other's company. The other songs from the album fade completely into the background, replaced by the sound of your own laughter and the gentle rhythm of your hearts beating in unison.