#Julian Brandt one shot

[footy-fictionist]

Championship loss - Julian Brandt

Pairing: Julian Brandt x female reader

Warnings: I'm gonna break your hearts again with the Championship loss, but also a lot of fluff, soft moments, teeny tiny bit of teasing, badly translated German, mentions of Jannis and Jascha

Word Count: 1653

Note: As always, English is not my first language. This one has been on my mind since we lost. Next one should be a Jude one and then I can get to the requests in my inbox. This one just had to come out now. Remember it's fictional, some parts may be alike with real life and some I just came up with. Please do not copy and/or publish my work, reblogging is perfectly fine!

Dortmund vs Mainz. The last game of the season and all we needed to do was win. Win so we could win the league. Win so we could lift the Meisterschale. That was the dream, everything Dortmund had worked so hard for and we didn’t win it. The equalizer from Niklas wasn’t enough because Bayern won their game. And now everything has become a nightmare. She’s watching speechless as she sees the defeat and utter disbelief on everyone’s faces. 

But the one she is worried about most hasn’t come back onto the field again. Julian was subbed out in the 62nd minute and she knows he’s beating himself up. She may not be able to see him from where she’s stood, but she can feel his pain. Pain she also feels because she loves Dortmund, but it’s probably nothing compared to Julian’s pain and the other players. She’s not even surprised that not a single fan has left the stadium, the fans loyal to a fault. She’s still trying to find him when the stadium camera’s zoom in on the bench and there he is. Eyes red and teary, a few wet streaks and Julian just staring into the distance. That’s the moment she started crying too.

She watched as Terzic went to Julian and patted him on the face. The camera’s stopped showing the bench after that and a few moments later Julian stepped back out on the pitch. She watched as he slowly made his way to his teammates in front of the yellow wall. He didn’t really approach anyone, just standing between everyone and she knows he is already closing himself off. The disappointment is clear everywhere and yet the yellow wall sings and they support their players. They clap for the yellow wall, apologizing to the fans and thanking them for their support. 

She watches as Julian crouches down, hand going over his face. She grabs onto Jascha’s arm, who has been standing next to her the whole game. He looks down at her, eyes leaving his brother. He sees the pain on her face, the tears still streaming even if she wipes them every few minutes. He pulls his arm out of her grip and she looks up at him a little panicked. She’s scared that she had upset her younger brother-in-law, only to have him wrap his arm around her shoulders to help comfort her. In return she wraps an arm around his waist. She looks back to where she last saw Julian only to see his deflated form sitting near Nico. 

All she wants to do is go to him, but she can’t. She’ll have to wait till he comes to her. She watches as the team gets up and goes to walk past the fans. The fans comfort the players as they walk by, a few of them giving away their jerseys, Julian included. And even though it really isn’t the time, she can’t help but admire Julian and his physique. She sees him shirtless all the time, but after a game it always hits differently. But it’s not just his physique, it’s the way he takes the time with fans, talks with them and shows them he is as disappointed as they are. And yet he appreciates every single fan. His introverted side is not in sight with the fans. But she knows that’ll change once they’re alone.

She notices that Jascha stopped rubbing her arm and that’s when she notices her tears have stopped as well. She turns to him and thanks him for being a brilliant brother-in-law. She spots Jannis still near the other photographers, he turns that exact moment and they lock eyes. He waves at her and she manages to wave back with a bittersweet smile before he turns back to take more pictures. That’s when Jascha softly squeezes her arm and she follows his gaze to the pitch. And she sees her favourite sweaty blonde walk towards them. 

His head is down, but he walks with purpose.

She already has the boarding digging into her hips before he’s even close. But the second he’s close enough, her arms wrap around his shoulders. It’s as though a weight drops off his shoulders and he wraps his arms around her waist. They hide their faces against each other’s necks. She inhales his scent, a scent that’s pure Julian and she hears him do the same. She can’t help but tighten her grip on him a little and move one hand to his golden locks. He pulls her in a little closer and presses a few small, soft kisses to the nape of her neck. 

“Ich bin so stolz auf dich, Schatzie.” 

“Wofür? We drew the game and lost the title. We bottled it.” 

She immediately pulls away and he looks at her a little offended that she’s pulled away from him so quickly. She immediately makes sure to make it up to him by putting her hands on his jaw and drawing his face closer to hers. His arms tighten around her again as she does so and she presses a few butterfly kisses across his face. 

“I’m proud of you for the good times, the bad times and everything in between. You have given it your all, you all managed to get back from 9 points difference. You battled through an injury whilst being in your prime and you still managed to give Bayern the biggest challenge they’ve had in years. You, Julian Brandt, are one of the best players on this team and if you’d ask me alone, I’d tell everyone you are the best. For your spirit, your passion, your perseverance, your love for the club and the fans. You live and breathe football at this club Schatzie. And I wouldn’t be surprised if you’d end up being like Reus for the fans. You give everything and more Jule and you can’t imagine how proud I am that I get to call you mine.”

As she’s talking to him, she can see a few tears start to gather on his lashes again. He presses his forehead to hers and the smile he gives her is brighter than the sun. She returns the smile and presses a kiss to his lips. It’s sweet, loving and passionate all at once. 

“Ich liebe dich.” He whispers against her lips and she smiles, returning the phrase to him. 

It’s then that they realize where they are and that they’re not alone. Julian presses another quick kiss against her lips before going to hug Jascha, who is giving him a mischievous look. Both Julian and her give Jascha suspicious looks but he just waves them away. They share a look but let it go. Mats approaches them to tell Julian that they have to go inside. Julian nods and turns back to her one more time. He presses another kiss to her lips. 

“Will you wait for me here in the stadium?” She nods at him and presses another kiss to his lips.

As he makes his way to the dressing room, she and Jascha head inside to wait for Julian in the family area. She gets the chance to ask Jascha what his mischievous look was for. He just glances at her and tells her to look at her phone. She gives him a confused look but does as he says. She sees a few messages from him and the second she opens them, she knows why he was acting that way. He took some pictures of her interaction with Julian. And she can’t help but feel happy that he did. It’s clear in the pictures that they clearly love each other very much and she knows she’ll definitely use one as her background and that she’ll hang a few in their apartment. 

“Danke, Jascha.” 

Jascha just shrugs and gives her a wink. They talk for about 20 minutes and during that time Jannis has joined them. He’s showing her some of the pictures he made when some players finally enter the room. Julian makes an immediate beeline towards them, ignoring everyone else and she knows he’s in his own headspace now. He gives Jannis a slap on his back and then moves to wrap his arm around her. He stands close to her, now without the boarding between them. His forehead leans against her temple and she runs a hand through his still partially wet hair. 

They go home soon after that and once home they order some food and crash on the couch. He’s quiet as he hands her the remote for the tv. He makes sure she’s in the corner of the couch and then goes to lie down between her legs, his front pressed against hers, head on her chest. She chooses a series and runs her fingers through his hair as they wait for their food. They don’t talk and she knows Julian isn’t paying attention to the tv. He’s in his own head, thinking of today’s outcome.

They eat in silence once the food arrives and then move to their bed. She knows he needs his own headspace to get over it and she lets him approach her if he needs anything. She’s used to it and she knows it’s what he’s most comfortable with. He’s in bed before her, but the second she gets on the bed he immediately pulls her to him. He pulls her as close to him as he can, her head on his chest this time and the sound of his heartbeat calms her completely. His scent envelopes her again and she sighs in complete content, making Julian smile and press a kiss to her hairline. 

“Danke, meine Liebe. Ich liebe dich.”

"Natürlich, Schatzie. Ich liebe dich für immer.”

This time it’s Julian that sighs in content. He presses one more kiss to her hairline and then they both drift off. 

Ich bin so stolz auf dich, Schatzie: I am so proud of you darling Wofür?: For what? Ich liebe dich (für immer): I love you (always/forever) Danke: thank you Meine Liebe: my love Natürlich: of course

[footballffbarbiex]

player: Julian Brandt words: 507 request: Julian Brandt - you / your - 250 - 500 - he comes back from training and finds you asleep on the sofa watching christmas films, you then wake up to him making a fancy dinner for the two of you

Julian had text you when leaving training but hadn’t heard anything back. He’d tried again when he reached the grocery store and sent another text following an ignored call. When the text too went unanswered, he took it upon himself to get things that he knew you’d like. He could of course, come home with only things to make for dinner, but he’d had a good session today and he wanted to come home with a little treat or two to make the evening a good one. 

Entering the house, Julian can hear the TV playing which means that you’re definitely home. Rather than calling out, Julian quietly removes his outer clothes and makes his way through as quietly as he can. A glance in the living room confirms his suspicions when he spots you buried beneath the blankets, your phone placed on your hip and fast asleep. 

He resists the urge to go over and brush hair from your face and instead, moves on past the room and into the kitchen where he lays everything out and begins to wonder where to start first. 

-

You awake to the sound of a different movie playing to the one you last remember watching. Outside is dark already and though you can’t remember turning on the lamps in the living room, they’re creating a warm glow. Checking your phone shows missed calls from Julian and text messages from over two hours ago. 

Crap, you think as you pull yourself up into a sitting position and squint around the room. Only now do you realise that you can smell something cooking, and that certainly wasn’t prepared, let alone started cooking, before you’d settled down to watch a movie. Tapping the phone screen, you notice what time it is, having not really looked at it when you checked your phone last time. If it wasn’t Julian, someone has broken into the house to cook a dinner for the inhabitants. 

The smell of it brings you to your feet and the closer you get to the kitchen, the more your stomach rumbles. Julian has changed clothes and his back is to you as you enter, he’s playing music quietly and you can hear him humming along with it. 

“Jule, this smells incredible,” you say, your voice making him jump. He spins, stirring spoon dripping with sauce splattering as he turns to face you. Relief falls over his face as quickly as yours had when you realised who was in the house. “Sorry,” a chuckle escapes before you can stop it and you step towards him, swiping a sheet of kitchen roll in the process to wipe up the spillage. “But it does smell beautiful.” You smile at him as you straighten back up and he greets you up close with a kiss. 

“I did also pick up some snacks for later.” He gestures to a bag that he’s left on the table and your curiosity gets the better of you. 

“If there’s room for something sweet.”

“There’s always room for something sweet.”

[footballerimaginess]

Singer

Hi can you write a Julian Brandt x Singer reader where they are dating and he asked about the concert that he took his teammates Word Count: 444 You were getting ready for your concert in Dortmund, it was the first time singing in your hometown since you started your music career. "Jules how did you manage to get us this box?" Marcel asked.

"Well I have my sources" he smirks, knowing that the two of you are dating but none of the boys know just yet. "Ohh right okay, obviously we aren't allowed to know those sources" Niklas laughed as he sipped on his beer. "Nope, maybe one day you'll know" Julian teased his friends as your support act was already on the stage. "I love this song" the boys shouted as they could barely hear each other. "You gonna put this on that playlist that you made because it was so shit, we all hated it" the boys laughed knowing Julian put so much effort into the playlist only for all the boys in the changing room to absolutely hate it. "I thought you all liked that, I worked hard on that" Julian pouted feeling quite sad about it all but was interrupted when you came on the stage. "HELLO DORTMUND" you screamed as you took the microphone ready for your first song, one that you had written after a very messy breakup. "I wanna hate you, you hurt me, you lied but I can't be without you" you screamed as Julian tapped away knowing he knew everything about this song. "This is such a good song" Karim shouted as he was eagerly tapping away now. "So good, it is super catchy. I am so glad you managed to get us good seats bro" Karim grinned as Julian watched straight over to you. Julian couldn't hide how proud he was of you, you had worked so hard to get here and couldn't believe that you were here in your hometown performing. - After the show had finished, the boys waited in the box as Julian had a surprise for the boys. "Hello" you waved as you walked into the box. "Oh hello, lovely to meet you" they all greeted you as you stood awkwardly beside to Julian. "You were amazing" Julian smiled as you cuddled him as the boys all looked around. "Thank you" you peeled away as the boys were looking at one another all confused. "Yes boys we are dating and that is how I got this box, y/n managed to save us this for me and I guess you all know now" Julian laughed, rubbing the back of his neck as he started to feel embarrassed. "Aww that is cute, we are happy for you" they all smiled as they spent the rest of the evening chatting.

[miroslavcloset]

Hiiii, if youre taking requests can you please do headcannons for dating Leon Goretzka or Julian Brandt? 🌸🫶 Loved the mats' one btw

Dating Julian Brandt -Headcanons- [Non-NSFW and NSFW]

A/N: Ofc love <3 I love writing for other teams, I mean we all know I'm Bayern's Thomas' whore, but writing for other teams I like has a certain something I crave. Btw here you can read the Leon ones <3 (I'm considering doing a part two, maybe) I'm glad you liked the Mats' ones!!

He can be very possessive with you, hugging you and resting his chin on your shoulders when hanging out with friends so everyone knows you're his and he is yours.

One of the things he has on his pending list is to introduce you to his family in Bremen. Even though he would never admit it, he considers you part of his family already.

You bring him special comfort, Julian loves how you stand by him and keep him close no matter what, so in return, he prefers having you nearby all the time.

He would be the first one to think about moving together, and another thing he wouldn't admit is how he loves the idea of the domestic routine by your side, cooking for you, sharing mornings in bed, and even sometimes showering together.

You know him better than anyone, and when things aren't going well for him, you can notice the change in his mood. He can be an introvert in that sense, after any bad game he doesn't kick things or shows his anger or sadness, he just wants peace and to be left alone, he'd rather handle it on his own. You earned his trust so he now lets you in, he would be open with his partner, the only person he would lean on.

He is not the best with words when it comes to expressing his feelings for you, and even if he was he would be too ashamed to tell you how much he loves you, so instead he tries to express it in the best way he can, giving you comfort and stability around him, holding your hand and hugging you any time he can.

He absolutely loves cuddling, may it be on the sofa, on his bed, or anywhere you two can be alone, he sees it as closeness, even more than other physical contact. Also, if you had a tiring day, he will be more than glad to be the big spoon while cuddling so he can caress you and relax with him.

What made him fall in love with you was your kindness and the willingness to show yourself to him exactly as you are, he knows that's no easy task, so after seeing your frail side, he decided he just couldn't let you go.

NSFW-ish headcanons and disclaimer under the cut

He prefers physical touch more than anything else, so your moments together in bed are very special to him. The sensual caresses never fail to turn him on, and he loves giving you massages, knowing exactly where to touch you to get things into the right mood.

Loves to take his time with you in foreplay. Will undress you himself and let you relax in his touches, it's ok whether you want to let the lights on or off, he won't push you on that.

One of his weaknesses is if you kiss his neck, he won't be able to keep his hands to himself, touching you to let you know how much he likes the licks and small bites in that area.

He prefers starting by giving you gentle touches, finding by himself the spots that will make you moan, even using his tongue from your neck to your chest, licking all the way down between your legs.

[rwshfordgirl]

𝗼𝗹'𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞

↳ 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗓𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅, 𝗏𝖾𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗏𝖺𝗌𝖼𝗈 𝖽𝖺 𝗀𝖺𝗆𝖺 𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍

𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫

𝗃𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗁𝖺𝗆

𝗑𝖺𝗏𝗂 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗌

𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗃𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗋𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝗅𝖽𝖾

𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗈𝗅𝖽

𝗃𝗎𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗍

𝖿𝖾𝗋𝗋𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗌

riccardo calafiori

nico williams

kenan yildiz

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬

↳ 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍!

↳ 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗈 ask 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗂𝗌𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍

↳ 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧

𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱

christmas prompts | 2024

[pavardscherie]

— pavardscherie's masterlist for julian brandt.

⤷ current club: borussia dortmund ;; midfielder ;; number nineteen ⤷ requests: taking them with a smile :)

⤷ one shots ;;

the beauty in colours ;;

julian takes you on a date to a botanic garden, but the rain seems to ruin everthing.

the aftermath of a loss ;;

after losing the first place of the chart to their archenemies again, julian really needs help to release the rage. (smut!!)

it's the yellow-black ;;

julian comes home from his game on saturday, and sees you in his pre-match shirt. the sight does something to him, which makes it hard to not go feral. (smut!!)

⤷ drabbles ;;

snuggling in front of a fireplace with julian

[delhinewsinenglish]

Sancho, Reus send Dortmund to CL quarterfinals with 2-0 win over PSV Eindhoven

Jadon Sancho scored early and Marco Reus netted late to send Borussia Dortmund to the Champions League quarterfinals with a 2-0 win over PSV Eindhoven in the second leg of their last 16 tie on Wednesday.

Sancho scored in the third minute and Reus sealed the win in the fifth minute of stoppage time to complete Dortmund's 3-1 win on aggregate after the teams drew the first leg 1-1 in Eindhoven.

Dortmund, which reached the final in 2013, is into the last eight for the first time in three years.

"We're looking forward to the next round because a big opponent awaits us," Niclas Füllkrug said of Friday's quarterfinal draw.

Dortmund coach Edin Terzic bemoaned his team's poor second half after starting with what he said was "the best 30 minutes of the season."

Ian Maatsen tested PSV goalkeeper Walter Benítez in the second minute before Sancho scored the next.

Julian Brandt sent the England forward through to score his second goal in as many games for Dortmund with a precise shot inside the bottom left corner. Sancho scored his first goal since returning from Manchester United for Dortmund to beat Werder Bremen in the Bundesliga on Saturday.

Dortmund should have scored more Wednesday as the home team's intensity overwhelmed PSV.

Füllkrug drew a shot wide with only the goalkeeper to beat, and Donyell Malen missed another good chance against his former team.

The Dutch visitors only started threatening after 25 minutes. Gregor Kobel saved an effort from Johan Bakayoko, then another from Guus Til.

PSV coach Peter Bosz took Til off for Mexico forward Hirving Lozano at the break and his team emerged with more bite.

Terzic was clearly unhappy with the visitors' revival after Lozano struck the post. Then Kobel denied Bakayoko at his near post in the 71st, shortly before Sancho had to go off injured. Reus went on in his place.

One of Reus' first touches was to deliver a free kick that Füllkrug met to score, but the goal was ruled out for offside after a VAR check.

PSV captain Luuk de Jong missed the visitors' best chance before Reus sealed the win at the other end.

"We dominated the second half without creating any huge chances, until right at the end, when I should have scored," de Jong said.

Source : Sancho, Reus send Dortmund to CL quarterfinals with 2-0 win over PSV Eindhoven

[footballxixstars]

I’ll Always Have You • Julian Brandt

Child/Parent Prompt List • Number 5

“Don’t cry baby, daddy’s got you,”

“Don’t cry baby, daddy’s got you,” Julian said as they rocked side to side in a calming motion as well as rubbing one of his hands up and down their back. You and Julian try not to react when they fall knowing that always makes it worse and usually your child will just get back up and continue but this time they were really hurt. Tears were falling down their face and they continued to whimper saying that something hurt. They were crying too much for the two of you to work out what they were saying hurt but you knew something was hurting. Luckily they were clinging onto Julian so whilst Julian held them tightly you managed to get a good look at the injuries so you knew what to grab for them. It only looked like a few grazes, a small cut on his forehead whilst a deeper one on his knee. Overall not too bad.

“Shhh, shhh, everything’s going to be okay. Should Daddy kiss it better?” Julian questioned. He felt a soft nod against his chest so he managed to rearrange himself so your child was sitting on the sofa whilst he was kneeling in front of them. Julian first pressed a very soft kiss, he didn’t really let his lips touch the skin, against both of their knees before placing one on their elbow and grazed hand. The final place that he placed a soft kiss against was their forehead so Julian placed a very tender kiss upon there before taking your child into his arms again cuddling them close telling them how brave they are right now. Meanwhile, you had gone to grab the plasters and stuff to wipe off the dirt and blood to make sure that their injuries don’t get infected and that they are carefully looked after.

“No need to cry, it's all better now,” Julian said once he picked them up once again. He had kissed everything better so in a child's logical mind it should all be better now. A parents kiss makes everything better. Slowly the tears seemed to come to a stop. Occasional whimpers would leave their mouth still but the tears were no longer falling and they seemed a lot calmer than they were a few moments ago. Julian kept bouncing on the balls of his feet knowing the movement would keep them calm whilst waiting for you to come back. Come back with the awesome plasters which always makes them feel better. The plasters were pretty cool to be fair. Julian would sometimes use them when he gets a cut himself, they are so much better than the plain ones that adults get but anyway he continued to rock your child when he saw you standing by the door with a goofy looking smile on your face.

“Why are you smiling like that?” He questioned stopping moving for a little bit.

“Just you with our child,” You said, keeping that smile on your face. Before you had a child you’d imagined a moment like this with Julian for a while and now you were getting to experience it.

“Shall we sort this one out,” Julian said pointing to the teary-eyed child that was still in his arms with blood bleeding down their leg. You nodded, placing a soft kiss on both Julian’s and your child's heads before allowing Julian to put them on the sofa so you could sort out their cuts and bruises before they run off to get even more.

MASTERLIST | MORE BRANDT

[iwriteficsandtragedies]

Petty Theft

My submission to Amy’s winter writing challenge!

Player: Julian Brandt

Warnings: none

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Julian digs through the dirty laundry on the off chance the sweatshirt he needs is in there. He knows it’s not. If anything, it’s in her dirty laundry all the way across town.

Her phone goes straight to voicemail, but she calls him right back.

“Do you have my black and yellow striped hoodie?” He gets right to the point.

“…probably.”

“Babe!” The word is full of exasperation. “I have to have it this afternoon, can you bring it to me?”

It’s not a far drive, but it takes her long enough that he finishes his shower and has had enough time to stew even more by the time she arrives. He doesn’t care that she steals his hoodies. He cares that she always manages to steal the one he’s supposed to wear to training, or for travel, or to a photoshoot.

“You’ve got to stop taking my stuff,” he snaps, taking the sweatshirt from her. He holds it out from him to give it a once over. “At least it’s clean.” When he emerges from the head hole, she looks timid. Small.

“I’m sorry.”

Her voice is quiet, and in the following silence his frustrations feel too harsh.

“Babe.” He takes her hand, pulls her into him. “I just need my work clothes.” He steps away to open his closet and gestures across the left side, meticulously organized by season and color. “Look, this whole side is yours. Take anything you want.” He sweeps his arm to the right, this side full of black and yellow. “Just not this side, yeah? Fair?”

She smiles, her cheeks still a little red from the cold. “Fair.”

He asks her to stay while he does this photoshoot - he’ll only be a few hours and he’ll take her to dinner to make up for being a grump - and he can see her through the kitchen window as he drives away, making coffee at the fancy machine she bought for him so he could make his own cappuccinos in the morning. There’s a twinge of guilt in his chest. He didn’t need to be so coarse with her.

Photoshoots generally are long, boring, and uncomfortable, but it’s not so bad when he’s got some teammates to goof off with. Mats even recommends a nice place for “Sorry I Was An Asshole” dinners, something Julian is pretty certain his captain has experience with.

When it’s over, and he texts her that he’s on the way home, she replies with a picture.

It’s her, in his favorite white oversized hoodie, kneeling on the floor in front of his closet. The way she has the fabric bunched in her hand means he can see her bare butt peeking from under the hem. “Hurry home.”

He might just let her have the black and yellow.

[arrrseeenalfc]

Can I have an Julia Brandt one? Where he plays the first game with BVB in Signal and scores and you are at the stadium and you are s proud of him and he dedicated the goal to you💛

An old request, if you see this sorry I’m so late but hope you like it x

~

He was so nervous. New club. New stadium. New fans.

He could hear the crowd chanting and the excitement growing.

He was so happy when he signed with the club. A new chapter. A new beginning. But he also knew it meant building up his profile again. He needed to show why he was bought and what he has to offer.

You sat in the stands, watching when he finally made it onto the pitch, his name being announced loudly as you clapped.

You were on the edge of your seat, proudly wearing his name on your back. You mimicked the fans reactions when a pass just didn’t make it or got intercepted.

You rise to your feet as you watch the ball fall onto Julian’s path. He aims for the goal and scores, his arms up in the air as he runs towards the corner flag. His teammates jump on his back and congratulate him on his first goal.

You jump up and cheer for him. The bracelet he got you jiggling from your celebration.

You look up to the big screen and grin. He points to his wrist and kisses it before mouthing your nickname at the camera. You cover you face and smile. Your heart pounds so hard at his gesture that you’re left speechless.

After the match you meet him.

“Well done babe! You played well.” You wrap your arms around him tightly.

“Thank you, beautiful. I hope you know my goal was for you.” He caresses your cheek.

“Thanks for being my support.”

[estebun]

THANK YOU FOR 1,7K

A few words from me first, alright? Believe me that there’s a lot of things I’d love to tell you since 2018 but I’m just too limited in my knowledge about English language that I can’t form a proper sentence. Thank you for giving me a chance in 2018 - for giving me hope that my “writing” is actually good enough and appreciated which I never expected because obviously I’m still uneducated af. But if it wasn’t for you I would never start this blog. I would never think about writing my own book in the future. 

I never expected this blog to grown on me so much,  Made the best friendships lost some of you too but I feel like you’re my family and I’ll always remember every single one of you. Even when I know I fucked up.

I’m not finished writing for football fandom, I’m just taking a break to focus on other stuff.

Thank you for wasting your precious time on me, thank you for 1,700k followers. I absolutely don’t deserve this. 

[footy-fictionist]

It's fame she's after - Julian Brandt ft. Kai Havertz

Pairing: Julian Brandt x female reader, (platonic) Kai Havertz x female reader

Warnings: Kai doesn't like reader (it'll turn out right though), rude comments, Julian gives a bit of an ultimatum, a bit of hurt, a bit of angst and a bit of fluff, Sophia is in here as well, badly translated German

Word count: 1681

Note: As always, English is not my first language. This one has been on my mind for a while. I thought it was a good idea and it turned out better than I thought. There is more interaction between the female reader and Kai, but she's in a relationship with Julian. Please do not publish and/or copy my work, reblogging is totally fine!

There are many things she loves about being Julian Brandts girlfriend. He’s thoughtful, kind, shows her he loves her multiple times a day and of course he’s incredibly handsome. She loves tracing the tattoos on his arm, adores spending time with his family and pulling pranks with his brothers. His friends love having her around and her friends love meeting up with Julian. But there is one friend of Jule’s that she doesn’t see eye to eye with at all. And unfortunately that happens to be Kai Havertz.

She met Kai for the first time during the World Cup. She and Julian hadn’t been dating long and because Kai lives in England, it was harder for him to meet up with them to meet her. She met Sophia in the stands and they hit it off immediately. She met Kai after the first match, the one they lost against Japan. Julian walked up to her first and she immediately wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He hadn’t played but was still quite upset. Kai had come up behind Jule and he passed them to get to Sophia. He had given her a look she didn’t appreciate a lot, but she brushed it off as him being upset with the game.

But when Jule introduced her, Kai barely even acknowledged her. He gave her one look and then went back to talking to other people. She had looked to Julian, who was just as surprised as she was. Julian went to talk to Kai about it whilst she went to stand with Sophia who didn’t understand her boyfriend’s behaviour either. It didn’t get much better after that. Anytime they were in the same room, she tried to talk to Kai. To get to know him or to see if there was anything she could do to get him to like her. She mostly did it for Julian, she hated the way he looked so defeated when she and Kai ended up in another argument. It just seems that Kai didn’t see the look on his best friend’s face or he didn’t care enough.

She doesn’t like Kai much, she thinks he is arrogant and egotistical for the way he is acting and that seeing them not getting along, is hurting Julian more than he wants to admit. She would honestly do anything for Julian and to see his best friend not even acknowledging the fact that this is hurting Julian, pisses her off. But when Jule tells her Kai is coming over that weekend, she holds back a groan. She makes the promise to herself that she’ll try one more time to get Kai to like her and then she’ll give up. She goes as far as to ask Sophia what Kai’s favourite meal is and which recipe Sophia uses to make it for him.

So when Kai and Sophia arrive, she’s working away in the kitchen. She goes to greet them, giving Sophia a hug and as she moves to Kai all he does is hold out his hand, not even looking at her. She shakes it softly, before moving back to the kitchen. Sophia follows her to help out, but she just makes Sophia sit down with a glass of wine and they talk. She asks Sophia if there is anything she did to make Kai not like her (like she does every time), but even Sophia doesn’t know what’s bothering Kai about her so much. She decides to give up on asking and finishes the food. They set the table and Sophia calls in the boys. Kai is the first one downstairs.

“Wow, this looks great Soof. How did you make it so fast?” “I didn’t Kai. I gave her the recipe a few days ago, she made it.” “Yeah right.”

Kai gives her a glance before sitting down. Julian walks in a little later and presses a kiss to his girlfriend's cheek. “Thank you for making dinner, liebe.”

When everyone sits down, they all plate some food before eating. What no one is expecting is for Kai to spit his food back onto his plate. “Well it’s clear you didn’t make it Soof. It doesn’t taste good at all.”

That was the last drop. She can’t help the little sob that leaves her lips before she quickly stands up and practically runs up the stairs. She runs all the way to the bathroom before locking herself in. She doesn’t hear the argument that’s going on downstairs over her own sobs.

“Was stimmt nicht mit dir?! Why would you say that? It tastes good. Why can’t you just accept her as my girlfriend? She’s tried everything to get you to like her and you just ignore her the whole time. Ich liebe sie so sehr. Why can’t you see that?!” Julian goes after her as Kai looks down.

Whilst Julian runs up the stairs, Kai turns to Sophia, only to find her looking at him in utter disappointment. “Was?” “She is doing everything to get you to like her. Why are you being like this? This isn’t you.”

“I just don’t want her to hurt Julian. She is clearly after his money. Why else would she choose to go public with him during the World Cup. If it’s not money, it’s fame she’s after.” Sophia heaves a big sigh.

“How do you have such a big board in front of your face? She didn’t want them to go public at the World Cup. Julian wanted to introduce her to you, but there wasn’t another time other than the world cup. Can’t you see the way they look at each other?! Bist du so blind?”

Sophia went to get another glass of wine as Kai thought over her words. He never thought of it that way. He always assumed she was the one that wanted to go public at the World Cup. He didn’t think she came with Julian just to meet him. He has to make this right. He moves to the stairs and he can hear Julian knocking on a door. He hears as Julian tries to get his girlfriend to open the door for him. He hears the sobs and the strangled ‘no’s’ that come from the other side of the door. When Julian spots Kai he gives an irritated sigh.

“Was machst du hier? Haven’t you done enough?”

“I have to make it right, Jule. Let me try, please?” It was more of a rhetorical question than an actual one, but Julian agrees with a little hesitance. Julian moves to get past Kai, but stops when he’s next to him. “If you screw this up even more, you better stay in London. I really love her Kai. Stop hurting the girl I love or our friendship is over.”

Kai gulps, but nods his head at Julian. Julian walks down the stairs whilst shaking his head. Once Julian is downstairs Kai turns to the door. He heaves a sigh and knocks on the bathroom door.

“Geh weg, Julian."

“I’m not Julian.”

He hears as she gasps a little when she hears his voice. He hears the door click and he opens it slowly. He sees her sitting against the bathtub, eyes red and tears streaming down her face. He moves to sit across from her. She doesn’t look at him as he sits, she rubs the sleeves of her shirt along her cheeks. He analyzes the way she’s sitting, but doesn’t make a move to say anything yet. Then he sees her fiddle with a J necklace. If she’s wearing that, there is no way she’s with him for fame or money.

“Es tut mir leid.” She looks up when he apologizes. “I thought you were in it for fame or money. I thought I was looking out for my best friend. I thought you were just gonna hurt him and I was wrong. I see now that you really love him. I’m sorry for all the times I hurt you by brushing you off. And the dinner you made is actually amazing, probably even better than Soofs. But please don’t tell her I said that.” They both laugh. “Friends?”

She looks at the hand he’s offering. “I forgive you, so yes. Friends.” He stands up and helps her off the floor as well. He opens his arms, giving her the option for a hug if she wants to. She smiles and hugs him. “I wouldn’t have let Julian end your friendship Kai. You two are platonic soulmates, I’d never want to be the cause of Bravertz breaking up.” That makes both of them laugh. He gives her another hug. They joke together as they walk downstairs, finally able to find the things they have in common. They see Julian on the couch with his head in his hands, with Sophia rubbing his back, when they finally notice the footsteps on the stairs and the laughter.

Julian looks up surprised as he sees them laughing together. He gets up as they walk into the living room. She sees the nervous look on his face and immediately moves to wrap her arms around his waist. His arms go around her shoulders and he looks up at Kai, who gives him a smile and a nod. Julian tightens his arms around her, pressing a few kisses to the top of her head. When she pulls away, she presses a kiss to Julian’s lips.

“Let me reheat the food and we can all eat.” “I’ll help.”

Julian’s and Sophia’s eyes almost pop out when Kai offers his help. As they move to the kitchen with the food, Julian and Sophia look at each other bewildered. How did their dynamic change that fast? Not that they’re complaining. It’s just a bit odd. It’s safe to say the rest of the evening went great. And after that night as well. They went on couple dates and Julian finally got to be more affectionate with his girlfriend without Kai acting all disgusted and glaring daggers. And her friendship with Kai? It only blossomed.

Liebe: love Was stimmt nicht mit dir?: What is wrong with you? Ich liebe sie so sehr: I love her so much Was?: What? Bist du so blind?: Are you that blind? Was machst du hier?: What are you doing here? Geh weg: Go away Es tut mir leid: I am sorry

[footballffbarbiex]

I’m Yours

Player: Julian Brandt. Type: Fluffy smut. Warnings: mentions of virginity and wanting to take it further, mentions of his loss of virginity, dirty talk but not dirty talk (if you read it, you'll get it). More fluff than smut. Word count: 905 Request: Fluffy Brandt suggestion: maybe it’s his girls first time? And he’s scared he’ll screw up

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She hadn’t hidden the fact that she was a virgin from him. In fact, she told him as soon as it was deemed normal to bring it up in conversation, fully expecting not to hear from him again - just like with some of the other guys who have tried to date her. The words “I’m a virgin” would often say to them that she wasn’t down to do anything, she was a prude and everything else that came in between. In fact, this wasn’t the case. She just hadn’t met the person that she’d wanted to do anything with. She didn’t want to save her virginity until marriage, but she also didn’t want to rush into anything and give it away to the first guy who asked.

Julian had been one of the very few guys who had still looked at her the same after finding out, and certainly the only one who had made a continuous effort without her feeling as though he was only doing so to see if she’d change her mind and give in to him.

Julian had been patient. His first time was rushed and both not memorable for being the best but memorable in the way that he’d lost it. Unable to believe it was finally happening, his first time had been a mess on his behalf, hardly knowing what he was doing. Porn was quite different to real life and he hadn’t anticipated such a poor performance from himself. He hadn’t wanted hers to be the same, even if he himself had improved. Hopefully.

The more he thought about it, the more it began to play on his mind each time she kissed him, held herself close to him and gave him a look that previous experience had told him would mean she was in the mood for something a little more than what they were currently doing. He’d found a way to diffuse the situation, cockblocking himself in the process and it was becoming a hard habit to snap himself out of.

Because there, at the back of his mind, is the irrational thought that her first time might not be that good and it would be because of him.

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Her legs wrap around his waist, one hand fists his shirt, the other hand sits on the back of his neck, softly stroking at the hair there as she kisses him. Against his better judgement, his hips slowly rock back and forth, grinding his covered erection against her covered core. His cheeks feel heated, his moans are soft and breathy against her kiss and he longs to push her thighs further apart and slip his hand into her underwear to feel just how wet she is if the way her low mewls and the slow circling of her hips against him are anything to go by.

“I want to take things further Jule,” she says, barely breaking the kiss to speak her words. This isn’t and won’t be the last make-out session that they have, but it’s certainly the first time she’s vocally expressed her need for him. The confession stuns him and his erection twitches in his shorts.

“I-what?”

“I said, I want to take things further. With you.” She adds, and then feels a little silly. “Not that there’s anyone else but I thought I’d clarify.”

“If it’s because of what I did then-”

“It is.” She nods. “If anything, feeling that has made me want it.” Julian begins to open his mouth to argue that wasn’t his intention when she places a finger over his lips. “I know. But I’ve been thinking about this for a while, and feeling you now, has just confirmed it. We don’t have to have sex but…I’d be open to trying some things. If you wanted to.”

“Such as?”

“What? You’re not going to check if that’s what I want again?”

“Don’t mock me. This is serious.” Julian rebukes. “And I am going to be checking throughout and I’ll need you to tell me to stop at any point.”

“I will. Now, if I were to want to do something right now, where would you start?” She asks, her legs lowering from his waist and she makes herself comfortable.

“I’d start by kissing down your neck,” he tells her, dragging a finger down over her pulse point and stopping only when his fingertip reaches the collar of her shirt.

“Do it.” She instructs.

Julian presses his lips to her skin, following the track that his finger had just made down her skin. If he felt the quickening of her pulse beneath his kiss, he didn’t make a point of it. He peppers kisses over her chest where he can touch freely, over where her collarbones are situated and half on her skin, half on the material of her clothes.

“And next?”

“I’d take this from you,” he rubs the shirt between his finger and thumb, “kiss over your boobs, see how sensitive your nipples are.”

“And then?”

“I guess, I’d take my mouth lower. If that’s what you wanted.”

She begins to lift, pushing Julian to a sitting position before her. Her hands grip the hem of her shirt, pulling it above her head and discards it on the floor, leaving her in just her pants and bra. “I’ll tell you if I want you to stop.”

“Promise?” He asks her, his own heart quickening.

“I promise.”

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[footballerimaginess]

Gym Sessions

30 Day Writing Challenge 18. Gym Sessions Julian Brandt Word Count: 239 "Want to go to the gym now?" Julian asked as you stretched out on the sofa. "Do I look like I want to go to gym? Urgh I suppose I should, I haven't been in days" you sighed as you pulled yourself up off of the sofa.

"I will be five minutes, let me just chuck my gym gear on and I will be with you" you smiled as you headed upstairs to get changed. "Ready" you smiled as you grabbed your phone and water bottle. You headed off in the car with Julian as you both headed to the training ground where you and Julian went. "I might do the walking step things, I quite liked those last time" you told him as you walked in. "Yes you did, I am going to do some weights over here" Julian pointed. As you got onto the step machine, it was hard work but you were in desperate need to try and strengthen your leg muscles a little more. It also helped that you were able to watch a series whilst climbing on the machine. "I like being in here, it is so quiet" you told Julian as he stood and watched you as you took in some weights. "Me too" Julian wiped the sweat off of his face. "It is so hot in here, I need some water" you wiped your brow as you swigged from your water bottle.

[mashafootball]

You win - Julian Brandt Imagine

A (kinda very short) Julian Brandt imagine. I wrote this last night (my first imagine after a long time). I hope you like it. FYI: English is not my first language.

Early mornings – you loved them, no you adored them. While most people you knew rather spend their weekends in bed until lunchtime, your inner clock just couldn’t stop. 7 A.M is your time – always has been and probably always will be.

Your boyfriend is quite the opposite, spending every single minute he can in bed – which also makes him late most of the time (and very lazy).

This morning was no different. You woke up, rolled out of bed, tiptoed your way to your big bedroom windows and opened your curtains a little bit. Just so you had enough light to roam around the room without tripping over something. As you took a look at your blonde boyfriend, who was still fast asleep, you felt your heart beating against your ribcage. Four years and counting and that idiot still made butterflies appear inside of you – even while being asleep. So, instead of going downstairs (like you normally do right after you wake up) you got back into bed, snuggling against Julian’s naked warm torso. You were well aware of the fact that it would probably take some more hours until he woke up – it was Sunday after all and he had a tough game the night prior – but you decided that work (and coffee) could wait for a little longer.

After caressing his biceps for some time, he began to stir in his sleep, his nose crunching up softly. “Are you watching me?”, he mumbled, voice thick from sleep. “No.”, you answered quietly, letting your hand run through his messy hair. “I know you are.” “You haven’t even opened your eyes yet, why should you know?” “You just exposed yourself.”, Julian said, a lopsided grin gracing his tired face. “Shush”, you muttered turning around, but his arms quickly sneaked around your body, holding you tightly against his front.

“Are we ready to leave the bed?”, you asked him after a while of cuddling. “It’s not even nine yet and I’m not even fully awake yet, so no.”, Julian said, his thumb brushing over your hand. “I’m not even tired anymore.”, you sighed, “You never are.”, he exclaimed and even if you couldn’t see his face right now you just knew he was a) rolling his eyes and b) grinning like an idiot.

As you turned around, Julian wasted no time to press a soft kiss onto your cheek, his hand finding the back of your neck. “Hi.”, you giggled, pressing your face against his chest, inhaling his scent. “Hi.”, he mimicked, his fingers brushing through your tangled hair. “Are you awake now?”, you asked, but the only answer you received was a grimace. “I’m going to keep you in this bed the whole day.”, Julian announced, pulling you a little closer once again. “Thanks for asking me for my opinion.”, you huffed. “Come on, Y/N. It’s Sunday.”, he tried to argue, but you still weren’t that convinced, yet. “Come on.”

“I have things to do.”, you told him, but now Julian seemed like the one who wasn’t convinced. “Come on.”, he repeated, his voice already muffled as his lips began brushing against your neck. “I know what you are doing.”, you laughed, pulling his face from your body. “Oh yeah?”, he asked confused, his lips quickly attaching to your neck again. “Come on.”, now his lips began brushing over your jaw, leaving little kisses along the way. “I know you want it Y/N.”

“Maybe I do.”, you whispered.

[boreussia-durmmund]

Tipsy - Julian Brandt

She was laughing hysterically after hearing Julian's suggestion. This was ridiculous.

“I love it when you're being funny, Julian!”

There were tears in her eyes from laughing so hard while he was looking at her with a deadly serious expression in his eyes.

“You were making a joke, right?” Liliane asked suddenly stopping her laughs.

“I wasn't!” he exclaimed.

Liliane shook her head in disbelief.

“We can't go skinny dipping in the pool at midnight.” she said. Now there was a big smile on Julian's face. “If you're a pussy, no. But I want to go.” Now she saw a smile on his face which she knows very well, she likes to call it victory smile. He knew he had won at this point, he knew where her weak points were, he knew which buttons to push and he had.

“Fuck you.” It was her sister's wedding tomorrow and she sure would be super tired, but they drank a little too much wine and she really wanted to try it. Hopefully, no one would hear or see them.

“Is that a yes?” he wanted to know.

“Yeah, I'm gonna get some towels, we meet outside in 5 minutes.” Giggling a bit she went outside to see that Julian was already in the pool.

“You didn't wait for me?” She put away the towels and got rid of her clothes as fast as possible.

“Sorry, baby. Now get in here and I might make it up to you.”

He gave her a very dirty wink.

Liliane knew she should say no because someone seeing them naked in the pool was one thing, someone seeing them naked having sex in the pool was another but she didn't actually want to say no. Neither did she want to be caught by her parents.

“I don't know if I can keep quiet.” Julia laughed a bit. He looked beautiful right now, out in the moonlight, his outline looking sharper. Liliane swam a few meters towards him, wrapping her legs around his hips, feeling his abs with one of her hands.

“But with you looking like that, I really want to try.” she whispered in his ear.

Julian kissed her neck.

“Then let's try.”

He grabbed her ass, making her groan and she had to remind herself to keep quiet. Otherwise, someone would catch them and she really really didn't want that.

It was sure as hell too much wine