#bukayo saka imagine

[planetpedri]

what if… saka fic where the reader/oc is scared he’s fallen out of love w her and he reassures her 😓😓

Wait till you get home — Bukayo Saka.

Pairing: Bukayo Saka x Fem!Reader

Summary: Bukayo had been distant, leading you to believe he wasn’t as in love with you—if even, anymore. That was not the case and Bukayo’s actual reasoning for it, was not what you expected.

Word count: 745+

Disclaimer/s: Angst to fluff !

A/N: Hi Nilah bae I hope you like ^_^ i lowk gave up

The house had a cold atmosphere around it. You’d stress cleaned the entire house and more. You were doing everything to keep your mind from running to the places you’d been avoiding all week.

And that was, your boyfriend. Out of seemingly nowhere two weeks ago, he started to grow distant. He took you out less, kissed you less.. he just wasn’t acting normal.

At first, you pushed it aside. He was under a lot of stress, maybe that was why. Then, when it didn’t go away, your thoughts darkened. A small part of you even thinking that maybe, just maybe, he was falling out of love.

The sound of the front door clicking open had you freezing mid vacuuming. Your eyes snap up, landing on your boyfriend. He was sweaty, meaning he hadn’t showered before leaving.

You had waited for him to come home all day to talk, but seeing him now? You couldn’t get yourself to.

“Hey.” Bukayo greets, kicking off his shoes and setting his bag on the ground. Before you had a chance to reply, Bukayo’s eyes sweep around the house, his eyebrows knitting together. “How long have you bern cleaning?”

Your tongue pokes at your cheek, “all day.” You mumble.

“All day?” He repeats your words, taking slow steps in your direction. “Why?”

Shifting on your feet, you turn to unplug the vacuum. “Do I need a reason to clean?” Your words come out harsher than you meant to, taking Bukayo by surprise.

“You don’t deep clean unless you’re extra stressed.” He’s by your side, hand wrapping around your bicep, “what’s going on?”

Your body tenses at his touch. Eyes flickering down to his hand, you frown. That’s the longest he’d even bothered touching you in weeks. A bitter taste forms in your mouth. “Nothing. Do you want dinner?”

Dropping his hand, Bukayo sighs. “I can make it, what do you want?”

Wrapping the chord around its hook, you set the vacuum aside. “I already ate, so, I don’t want anything. Plus, you need to shower. I’ll made you something.”

Your cold, snappy words had Bukayo stopping in his tracks. “Okay, what’s wrong?” He turns to face you, tilting his head to the side and giving you a warning look. “And don’t lie this time. Please?”

Gaze drifting to the floor, you shuffle uncomfortably. “Fine. You. You’re what’s wrong.” You spare him a small glance, eyes filled with concern.

Bukayo’s expression flattens, “what?”

“Don’t play stupid! You’ve been so distant for the last few weeks! Are you like—I don’t know, are you not in love with me anymore? Am I making your life difficult or—“ You clamp your mouth shut, stopping the rambling.

When you look up, your boyfriend stared at you with his mouth agape, words failing him. He collects himself, “That is the furthest thing from the truth. Where is that even coming from? Of course I love you!” His hands fly up in defense, “Baby, I—“ His mouth purses, motioning with his hands for you to come to him.

Refusing, you shake your head. “No, no. I just want answers! Why are you being weird and distant!”

Bukayo taps his foot against the wooden floor. “I was planning a surprise party for you. Your birthday is coming up and I didn’t want to spoil it. You know I can’t keep secrets! I didn’t think I was being that distant.” His confession leaves you, well—stunned.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” You laugh, “I literally—you had me so worried! Oh my..” You stop talking, planting your hands on your hips. “That’s a sweet gesture, but seriously, you could have gone about it so much differently.”

Bukayo takes a few steps till he reaches you, “I apologize profusely.” He takes your face in his hands, his words ringing sincere.

Leaning into his touch you let out a long sigh. “Okay, okay. I believe you.”

“And, I love you, obviously.” He continues, “always.”

Chuckling, you nod your head. “I love you, too. Always.” When Bukayo leans in for a kiss, you dodge his face. “Shower first! Please. You stink.”

Bukayo rolls his eyes, “it’s not that bad.”

“Well..” You shrug, “shower first. I’ll make you dinner, then you can come back to me for that kiss, okay?”

Reluctantly nodding, Bukayo lets go of your face and makes his way toward the bathroom. “I’ll be quick!” He announces over his shoulder.

“Counting on it!” You laugh, opening the fridges door.

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DTS , @halfwayhearted @sakashq @hrts4havertz @spidybaby @joaoflms !

[halfwayhearted]

“i wanted it to be you” fic when saka and reader are in the middle of a ‘mutual’ (he brings it up) break up 😖😖 reader (ME) is in tears and he’s just hugging and comforting her ☺️💕

How — Bukayo Saka.

Pairing: Bukayo Saka x Fem!Reader

Summary: This wasn’t something you would have initially wanted. But you knew everything would be okay in the end.

Word Count: 390+

Disclaimer/s — Angst, slight (?) comfort, hopeful-ish ending!

A/N: For you Nai… hey… I fear I’m sick and it’s YOUR. FAULT.

You couldn’t, for the life of you, grasp why he suddenly wanted to break up. Well—you did. You knew it would be beneficial for both of you if you parted ways, but it still didn’t change the fact that you didn’t actually want to go through with it. The plans you both made to stay on top of everything worked. Or at least you thought they did.

“I’m sorry,” Saka said for what seemed like the fifth time, his hands clenching into fists at his sides as he fought the urge to wipe your tears. “Trust me when I say this is hard for me, too.”

You inhaled sharply and nodded. “I… know it is.”

After that, neither of you spoke. You couldn’t, and he just… didn’t want to, knowing that if he did, he’d have to say something about having to leave.

If there was one thing he knew, it’s that he most definitely didn’t want to leave you. Ironic, isn’t it?

Though the silence was getting hard to deal with.

You just wanted to get one last thing out before he even had the chance to mention leaving. Feeling a fresh wave of tears crash over you, you broke completely and stammered, “I wanted it to be you.” You hesitated, “I wanted it to be you.”

Oh, he felt completely and utterly sick. He forgets about trying to form boundaries and is in front of you in the blink of an eye, his hands gently placing themselves on your forearms before sliding up and around you, pulling you into a hug.

“I know,” he whispers into your hair, his grip on you tightening ever-so-slightly. “Me too—me too. I wanted it to be you, too. Trust me when I say that. Please trust me. It’ll always be you, okay?”

The switch from his ‘I wanted it to be you’ to ‘it’ll always be you’ was something that made your clutch on his hoodie relax. It will always be you. Like, after this, what he needed to accomplish will be over and done with, and the two of you would be able to try things again. To do things right.

“It’ll always be you,” the man repeated, like a mantra. It not only eased you, but him as well.

You could only hope that things would work out.

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DT(s) — @planetpedri + @spidybaby + @sakashq + @ar4ujos + @joaoflms ! ౨ৎ

[azulera]

Pets at Home

Pairing: Bukayo Saka x Black Reader

Summary: You and Bukayo visit the pet shelter on a whim, and leave with a special plus one.

Notes: Saka my beloved … the most babygirl of all the babygirls. To be honest I was having a rough week, so I wrote this to make myself feel better LOL what is the point of writing if not that? anyways pls enjoy, and let me know what you think🫐

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The spotted tail of the salamander bumped against it’s cage as he chewed, and you pulled on your boyfriend’s sleeve, fascinated. 

“Woah, he almost ate the whole thing in one bite.” 

Bukayo leaned in closer to the glass for a better view. 

“He’s hungry, isn’t he? Do they only feed my man leaves?” 

The little critter started in on his second leaf, and you watched, still mesmerized by how its little body moved and blended into the foliage around him. When the third plant was securely in his belly, you looked up to find that your boyfriend was gone.

There was no sight of him among the other reptile cages, or the nearby aisles of food and pet care products, and you hadn’t noticed his leaving. You thought of calling his phone, but decided to browse around and find your way to him instead. There was one section of the shelter you two hadn’t yet visited where you thought he might be.  

You followed the sound of squeals and barks, and ended up at the rear of the building, where the bigger animals were held. It only took a moment before you saw Bukayo, his red jumper catching your eye, seated in one of the play rooms for customers who wanted to interact with the animals before taking them home. He was cross-legged and enraptured by a tiny chocolate lab who was gently nibbling the tips of his fingers. 

The smile on your face reached your ears as you tapped on the large window. 

Your boyfriend's eyes shined as you caught his attention, and he gestured toward the creature in his hands.

“Hey, I was waiting on you! I think he likes me, you know.” 

The puppy was dark brown with light spots around his eyes and on his belly, and a loose red collar on his neck. It let out happy little yelps as Bukayo cradled him against his chest, and you filled with softness, and questions. 

“Baby, when did you – how did you get in here?” You asked through the glass. 

“Didn’t you get my text? I was trying to find the beta-fish, yeah, but then this one here wouldn’t stop staring at me. So I asked one of the staff if I could play with him – haha, look!”

The puppy had leaped from his arms and now stuck his behind up in the air, wiggling his tail like he was about to pounce. Bukayo curled over in laughter, and gave a small tap to the side of his head. 

“Oh my days, he thinks he’s a big man, innit!” 

The pup barked back, and the two started to “spar”, Bukayo taking little swipes at the animal without ever putting him in any real harm. Already he handled him so carefully, you thought, making sure to avoid his teeth, and their matching red garments were picture-perfect. After another moment, he lifted his little friend with a hand around his belly, and brought him up to his face. 

“Why are you so cute?” Your boyfriend whispered. 

In answer, the puppy licked his tongue curiously against his nose. 

The pure joy bubbling in Bukayo’s responding laugh sent butterflies flapping in your chest. You hadn’t thought it was humanly possible for your boyfriend to get any cuter, but the sight of him cuddled up and giggling with a bite-sized dog made you feel like you would melt into your shoes.

“Baby, come in here!” He suddenly called to you. “Come hold him.” 

You walked into the small room and sat next to him, unable to resist rubbing your knee against his. Once you settled, the puppy in his lap scrambled over to yours, pressing his paws against your chest. 

“Oh, wow, I see how it is, then.” Bukayo complained. 

“Hi buddy,” You laughed and cooed to the little furry face in your hands. He let out little whinnies as he licked you. “Oh, babe, I think he likes me more.” 

“Nah, it’s calm, I get it,” Bukayo spoke to him. “I feel like that about her, too.” 

You smiled at him, scooting closer, and set the dog down to roam again. He went straight into your boyfriend’s arms.  

“I always wanted a dog, you know, since young. My mum weren’t really having that, though.” Bukayo reached to scratch him under the chin. “We should get him.” 

Your eyes widened, unsurprised by his suggestion, but feeling an intense responsibility to be the voice of reason. As adorable as the baby labrador was, today’s trip to the local pet store had been an impromptu one, a fun way for the two of you to spend a free Saturday afternoon. The plan had only been to look, not shop.  

“I don’t know, babe.” You set a placating hand on his knee. “You’re away from home a lot, and I have work, and classes. Who’s going to look after him?” 

“I will! We will!” Bukayo looked at you like the answer was obvious. “We can make a schedule or something, and switch off. And I’ll find a doggy daycare place, don’t they have those? For when we’re too busy.” 

He grabbed your hand that was closest to him, and leaned in to kiss your cheek. 

“Please?” 

When you didn’t respond, he pressed another one, closer to your lips this time. The puppy even leaned over, nuzzling his head against your hand. 

“Pretty please?” 

You sighed.

“A dog is a big commitment, Bukayo. It’s like having a kid.” 

“No, it’s not, you’re gassing it! You can’t buy kids at the store.” 

“We don’t even know if our flat allows dogs?” You countered.  

“They do! I’ve looked it up just 5 minutes ago.” 

Bukayo held his accomplice up to his face again, this time so that both their eyes were trained on you. You realized then that you’d actually enjoy having a pet, but you also wanted time to weigh the pros and cons before making such an important addition to you all’s life. Their matching puppy-dog looks and the excitedly wagging tail just next to your boyfriend’s face threatened to tip the scale. 

“Okay! Okay.” You threw up your hands. “We can get him, but let’s give it a week, okay? Just to think it over, and work out the logistics. Then, if he’s still here, we’ll adopt him.” 

“Yes! Haha!” 

Bukayo kissed you on the lips this time, then lifted your future pet up in the air. You watched the two of them play, already imagining the chaos they would get into at the flat and in the back garden as he grew bigger and faster. It didn’t stop your chest from warming, as you leaned your head on Bukayo’s shoulder. 

“He is pretty cute, isn’t he?” You mused. “What should we name him?” 

The newest member of your household looked up at you both with his big eyes, as if awaiting the answer, too. Bukayo reached down to scratch his head before he turned to you, the corners of his mouth already lifting. 

“Gunner.”

[footballerimaginess]

making bukayo take loads of pictures of you while on a holiday and him telling you what angles look better and making sure the lighting is good and just being a sweetheart in general

“How many more photos do I need to take of you?” Bukayo sighed heavily as you gave him a quick glare. “Well stop with the attitude and I’ll make you take about a 100 more” you rolled your eyes. "Oh Ha-Ha I forgot to laugh" he glared straight at you. "Fine, I will take more photos" he laughed. "Turn this way so I can see your dress, or maybe your arse" Bukayo cheekily smirked. "Hmm, you'd like that wouldn't you" letting out a laugh as he nodded. "You look perfect in this one, I love it" you smiled, walking over to grab the phone. "Aww thank you babe, guess I should thank my camera man to be honest because the lighting looks just perfect in this" you laughed as you gave him a cuddle.

[lomltrentarnold]

୧⋆｡🖇️. -ʚɞ ! LOMLTRENTARNOLD MASTERLIST

sort from oldest to newest & most of these are small blurbs okay <3

☆ trent alexander-arnold.

pretty dimples

full name

clingy

my hero

alleged girlfriend

alleged girlfriend (part 2)

oopsie

soft launched

driving teacher

starboy

captured memories

(headcannons) bestfriend!trent thoughts

caught you staring

pizza & promises

situationship with trent

(smau) wrong person

my number one

celebration

pineapples

handsy

i think you’re pretty

comfort

☆ jude bellingham.

strawberry lip gloss

birthday baby

belly

⤷ when you stop calling him belly to tease him

he is your best friend…

☆ bukayo saka.

clingy

☆ jobe bellingham.

sweetness

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[jobesbabe]

Treats me right / Bukayo Saka SMAU

Reader x Bukayo Saka

warnings: reader gets cheated on, Jamal Musiala as an ex (he’s not a bad person, someone just had to take the piss) maybe swearing??

A/n- I don’t see many ppl write for Bukayo so I figured I’d give it a shot! This might be rubbish but here we go 😌

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Bundesligarumors: Germany’s starboy Jamal Musiala spotted making out with a girl who is allegedly not his girlfriend Y/n L/n! Does this mean the pair has split or is Musiala in hot water!!

musialaluver ugh a new girl and its not me??

xavisimonsilove guys y/n still has the photos of them together up…. he probably cheated!

user54 how sad is that

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crying, your phone buzzed from an unknown number and you checked it feeling defeated.

His words of “comfort” did nothing more than provide curtesy in your eyes, but to him, It was him telling you how beautiful and wonderful you were. How no man should ever treat you badly.

You kept in contact with Bukayo, and there was an obvious spark there, but you were scared to ignite it because of Jamal, and how you had seen the “Wag life” turn so sour before.

That modeling gig though, It changed the course of you and Bukayo’s “friendship”

yourusername

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yourusername: Chanel. Timeless, iconic, THE BRAND.

bukayosaka87 WOW. 🔥🔥

trentarnold66 Bukayo what are you doing here man??? bukayosaka87 enjoying some chanel x y/n content…. user54 bro got called outtttt

yourbff DO I SEE POCKETS ON THAT DRESS??

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finally you were not going to let your past trauma take control of you and you were just going to do it.

So what if Bukayo doesn’t end up being your soulmate! It’s just one date.

But one date turned to two and two to twice a week you were out with Bukayo. Before long, he was asking you to come to his games and support him like a Wag would.

You were his girlfriend, it made sense, but you had only ever been Jamal’s wag.

It would be new, being an Arsenal Wag for the beloved Saka, but you felt so intensely for Bukayo, you were willing to face that head on.

yourusername’s story

yourusername

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yourusername: COYG!!

bukayosaka87 ❤️

trentarnold66 I THOUGHT YOU WERE A RED??

yourusername i still 🫶 u trentski

bukayosaka87 she just loves me more!

yourbff gunners are 🔛🔝

user54 breaking the internet w/ saka i see?

user98 real like wasn’t she just with Jamal??

user54 babe that was 6 months ago and he cheated on her…

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bukayosaka87

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bukayosaka87: happiest man on God’s green earth

trentarnold66 is this why y/n never hangs w me anymore 😭😭

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trentarnold66 not enough😕

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yourusername: I’M SO PROUD OF YOU B!! I know the season felt bittersweet, but I’ll always remember how you put your heart into your game and how good it felt to be cheering for you in those stands of the emirates 🫶 Here’s a lil photo dump of my manssss

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yourusername I love you!

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yourbff It couple for real

user88 i love them

bayernmunichlover i don’t ship.

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yourusername

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yourusername: I know it’s not the result you wanted but I’m proud you made it this far and how you played 🫶

bukayosaka87 time for holiday with my bae yeah

yourusername It’s long overdue 🙂‍↕️

yourbff england’s best!!

bayernmunichfann how did it feel to be back in germany?? 😏

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bukayosaka87

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bukayosaka87: You know I treat my girl right 🏝️🍹

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yourusername: i ❤️ my mannnnnn

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[ardans]

saka giving smug gf

[misamoresanfield]

Scoreboard of the heart🤍 -

Bukayo Saka

Summary: You're at your boyfriends match, watching him play and he scores a brilliant goal. When you get home, you make sure to congratulate him.

Warnings: Smut (18+)

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Sitting at the Arsenal emirates stadium brought you a sense of proudness, watching your boyfriend play. Bukayo was a regular starter as he was a quality player, being an amazing attribute to his team. He was brilliant for his club and country, gaining the respect he deserved from fans and other players. The crowd roared as the players came out of the tunnel to stand in their team lines before shaking hands with the opposition. Today, arsenal were facing manchester united, a team you didn't like at all due to the rivalry. At the end of the day, you would always back your man. Your team had been doing well as of late, balancing on top of the table with manchester city only one point behind. If they won this game, they would be four points clear. Liverpool weren't far behind either being two points away. So with that being said, the pressure was on as the season was coming to a close very soon. Arsenal were the favourites to win it but being favourites didn't mean anything as if they lost today, as focus would shift on to the two teams just below you. Coming from north london, you had been an Arsenal fan all your life. Your father would have kicked you out if you weren't, as he told you himself. Imagine his relief when he found out the player you were dating was Bukayo Saka. You had met him unexpectedly about four years and you two hit it off immediately. It was love at first sight. Now you guys had a house together, planning a wedding and talking about your future. He loved how supportive you were and how reassuring you were when he lost a match. You both couldn't be more grateful to God that He had led you to one another and blessed your lives forever. Bukayo had spoken to you about how important this match was to him, hoping and praying that his team would win which you knew they could.

The players were now stood in their position, waiting for the referee's whistle to blow so that the match could finally begin and once it had, tensions were up in the air. Arsenal started off strong, managing to get past united's back line as not even 5 minutes in, there was already a shot on target but unfortunately, it was caught by the keeper, not hitting the back of the net. This caused the fans to groan but optimism was still present as the game had just begun and they knew the quality of their players. By the 15' minute, chances were being created by the red devils but to no avail as Saliba and Gabriel made sure to stop any oncoming attackers. It was visible that Rashford was trying his best, however your team was stronger. Saka was a crucial part of the squad which was evident by his runs and his ability to see through the defence of the opposition, cutting through them regularly. He was just perfect, wasn't he? When it had been 30 minutes, the united players started losing their pace a little bit, trying not concede a goal in the first half so it could further their chances of atleast getting a draw, but to their dismay, Saka charged through their defence for was seemed like the eighth time, rapidly passed the ball to Havertz who was closer to the net than he was, resulting in a beautiful goal. Instantly, joy and celebrations could be heard across the stands. Saka had delivered a brilliant assist. The score remained 1-0 to Arsenal up to halftime.

During halftime, you scrolled through instagram comments and fan pages dedicated to your club to read about what people thought of your boyfriend's performance so far. You were proud of his assist, knowing he could do more. He had such a positive impact on the team and the people around him. It was something that emphasised how in love you were with him. The fans loved him so much aswell and you knew that they would defend him everytime someone said anything negative about him. You knew how much this match meant to the players, fans, the manager and staff, they just needed to stay one step ahead of man united and they would be clear.

The stands got louder as the players were making their way out the tunnel again for the second half of the match. A win was never promised, but it could be predicted. The reason for this being that Arsenal were just as strong as they had been in the first half, if not stronger, only a few minutes into the second 45 minutes. Ten hag's words must have not been very influential as manchester united were lacking once again. To be fair to them, your team was one of the best right now and it was difficult for any team to beat them. Chances and chances were being created with Rice making sure to run in forward as usual. Saka was desperate for a goal and it was very noticeable. He was hungry for the win. In the 53' minute, he flew past the red devil's defence, a normal occurrence this evening, so that he could be in front of Rice who currently had the ball at his feet. He didn't even think before passing the ball to Saka who hit the back of the net, hitting it past the keeper and causing the crowd to go crazy. You knew he could do it.

"That's my man." You jumped up out of your seat as soon as the ball went in, satisfied with his performance today. Not only had he assisted, but he had also scored an amazing goal. He could only be proud of himself. He celebrated by doing a knee slide out of adrenaline, getting up after and hugging his teammates who had gathered around him. You blushed when he blew you a kiss from all the way on the pitch. What a man he was.

The match continued smoothly as he kept focus throughout. There was no way united were going to get their get back now, as it was nearly impossible for them to do so. When it had reached the 85' minute, the opposing players looked as if they had given up and so did Ten Hag. As the final whistle blew, the stands sung and cheered for their team. Full time result: 2-0 to Arsenal.

After the match had ended, you waited for Bukayo to get his phone back so that he could text you when to meet him at your usual place. You were going to hug him tightly and pepper him with kisses. He deserved it. You also posted on instagram to taunt the man united fans because why not? Your boyfriend messaged you soon after telling you to come at meet him near the changing rooms as he was ready to leave now and go home. So were you.

"I'm so proud of you." You ran up to him, beaming at what he had done this evening. You couldn't help but jump into his arms which made him smile from ear to ear. He loved you so much, it was insane. He planted a peck on your lips, showing you that he appreciated your support, as always and carried you in his arms towards the car. "I love you so much."

"I love you baby." He returned with a gaze of love. There was no way you weren't going to congratulate him properly when you got home, but you couldn't let him know that. He was a simple man. He won, he only wanted to be with you. He lost, he only wanted to be with you. He always needed you. You were his rock.

When you got in the car, you were impatiently waiting to get home. Why was he such a slow driver? It was unbelievable sometimes. Bukayo saw your slight annoyance as he turned to you quickly, causing him to chuckle at you.

"Why do you look annoyed?" He asked you innocently. You were getting closer and closer to your home, thankfully.

"I'm not." You masked your irritation. As he was a careful observer and protective boyfriend, could you really blame him for not being the fastest? At least he was keeping you safe.

After an hour, you had finally arrived home. You were excited for what was about to happen next, something he was still unaware about but you knew he would have no problem with. As soon as you opened the door, you dragged him inside and locked it behind you. Your lips pressed against his immediately, resulting in a make out session on the couch. He was the most beautiful man on earth. Just kissing him made your pussy wet. It was uncontrollable. As your kiss got more and more passionate, you could feel him growing underneath you until he was at his maximum. You began grinding yourself on him, rocking your hips back and forth and in circles. He couldn't help but groan, feeling the consequences of your actions and absolutely loving how you felt on him. The things you did to him was unexplainable. There was absolutely no one else that could rev him up the way you did. Your lips were still connected as he started taking off your clothes gently. Your moans highlighted how good your clit felt rubbing against his hard cock. Once you ripped his shirt off, he moved down and began kissing your neck, making the noises that released from your mouth louder unintentionally. Bukayo was the type of man that had to always make sure you felt good and comfortable before he would have sex with you, which was shown when he pulled away and asked you if 'everything was okay'. He was the sweetest ever. There was no one like him. You nodded, pulling him back in for a deep kiss while continuing to grind on him.

"You feel so good baby." He spoke, using his hands to help you even though you didn't need help. Before you could pull him into another kiss, he gently lifted you up and so that he could take off your panties and skirt and then his sweatpants and boxers. As soon as you were both naked, you softly sat down on his dick while he held on to your waist. You gasped feeling your pussy stretch out because of his big cock. You didn't even need foreplay, you just needed it inside you, which he very much knew. "You feel so good." He groaned at how warm you felt. It was amazing with him as always. Bouncing up and down on his cock, your tits moved in unison with your body, making you even sexier to him. Your moans were amazing as he could tell they were genuine and he could tell how much you enjoyed his cock.

"You like this baby?" He asked you in a low voice, making sure everything was okay even though he knew that you were in ecstasy. This was something that made you feel even more loved as most men weren't like this. You had one of the good ones. A rare one. Only to yourself.

"Y-yess." You managed to let out as his cock hit your g-spot. It always hit the right places. It was so easy for Bukayo to make you cum.

Riding him was one of your favourite sex positions and his also, you hadn't even noticed the time when you were getting closer and closer to reaching your high. You could feel that sensation in your stomach about to release all over his cock as he felt your pussy clench around him.

"Cum for me gorgeous." He commanded you before you both came at the same time. That was incredible. The dick was good as usual. You remained on him, whilst he pulled you back into a kiss, wanting to feel your lips on his again.

This was the man you wanted to grow old with and the man you would do anything for. He loved you more than words could express and you loved him enormously. He was your soulmate.

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I'm a liverpool fan as you guys know 🤍🫶🏽 YNWA so it pained me to write this😭 jk, but I like Saka so it's fineee

And as you guys know, all my main characters are black woman and Saka has a gf so why not use Tolami as the main character? Sorry if i made any spelling mistakes x

Hope you guys enjoyed🤍🤍

[aashiqui-aashiqui]

no because how are people rooting for england. theres too many ugly people in that team

[herrera2k]

“Studying”

(Bukayo Saka x Reader fluff)

Bukayo stared blankly at paper in front of him, containing calculations of something called photons, where visible light was on the electromagnetic spectrum, and factors of wave lengths with their frequencies. As far as he knew, this assignment could have been written in Arabic, considering how foreign the characters looked, what does “λ” even mean? He looked down and furrowed his eyebrows, before turning his head towards the girl next to him.

Y/n L/n sat at her organized desk, as she neatly wrote whilst simultaneously typing formulas into an advanced calculator. She stared at her paper with a focused expression, as she worked diligently. She was known throughout the school for being extremely educated. However, she was never made fun of for it. The girl was the definition of well rounded. As vice president of student council, a starter for the basketball and soccer team, and with one of the highest gpa’s in the entire school; she still managed to maintain a reputation as a friendly socialite.

Bukayo began to think to himself about how difficult it would be to maintain such an image. After having all that pressure placed on her shoulders, she still managed to flash a beautiful and contagious smile at seemingly everybody. He liked that. She was nice to everyone, and while she didn’t care about what talking to an outcast would do to her reputation, it still remained spotless. Despite not caring what others thought, she seemed to have had everybody’s hearts.

After minutes of staring at the girl across from him, he looked back down at his paper and cringed. He envied Y/n’s ability to do things so effortlessly, and not only it came to her education. Bukayo and her had not really talked much, but that was simply because he was too afraid. Once he had seen her at the mall while she was with her friends, and she had waved at him. He thought it was strange that she was able to recognize him, but Bukayo knew she knew who he was. He thought back to all the times he had seen her being so friendly with others, so would it hurt to go and ask for help? Bukayo was more focused on this decision than his homework.

After some more contemplating, he figured that he could kill two birds with one stone by talking to Y/n. Not only would she be able to help him better understand the lesson, but he would also get to talk with her. Maybe he could manage to make them frequent study buddies, though she would not truly benefit from studying with him.

Bukayo placed his palms on the desk in front of him, and awkwardly walked towards her. Focused on her work, she didn’t notice him until she spotted his shoes from under her desk. Y/n raised her eyebrows as she looked up and greeted her peer standing in front of her. “Hey Bukayo, whats up?” Her face expressing a hint of concern.

“Oh, hi Y/n, I was wondering if you understood the worksheet from Mrs. Martin’s class today?” He asked, slightly avoiding her eyes.

Y/n on the other hand, stared intently at him, a soft smile curled onto her face as she nodded. “Yes I do, do you need help?” She inquired.

Sheepishly, Bukayo nodded with a simper. “Okay then, do you wanna get a chair?” She continued

“Oh yeah that sounds great.” He reacted suddenly, and pulled up a chair to her desk after grabbing the worksheet from his. Bukayo sat down beside her and as weird as it sounded, decided to smell her. He took in her clean scent, something like lemons and mangos.

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As the two continued to study together, Bukayo found it more and more difficult to pay attention to the assignment. Occasionally, Y/n would say things like “You got that?” Or, “You understand, right?” To which he would respond with an eager yes and aggressive nod.

Y/n wasn’t stupid, she could tell something was off. On one occasion when his eyes were glued to her for far too long, she quickly placed her hand on top of his. He looked down with a confused expression, before looking back up at her. She squinted her eyes and simpered, “You okay Bukayo?” Bukayo wondered what to say next, awkwardly staring at the class around him. “Y/n.” He whispered, and beckoned for to come closer.

“Would you want to go study at the Starbucks down the street later this week?” He asked, pulling away with worried brows and staring into her eyes as he awaited her response.

“Like a date?” She rhetorically asked.

“Something like that.” Bukayo replied, plastering a nervous grin onto his face. Y/n sat there, seeming to contemplate her decision, which only worried the boy more.

“Yeah, how about after school on Thursday?” She said, looking him in the eyes after thinking for so long. Bukayo’s face seemed to light up.

��Okay yes! That’s great thank you.” He confirmed.

“I guess you could say we have chemistry,”

Y/n snickered, and but her tongue to disguise her laughter. “This is Physics, but alright.” She playfully chided.

Criticism appreciated, lmk if y’all got request.

[planetpedri]

Always, forever — Bukayo Saka.

Pairing: Bukayo Saka x Fem!Reader

Summary: You’d sprained your ankle during ballet practice and you were.. upset to say the least. Luckily for you, you have the most caring boyfriend in the world.

Word count: 410+

Disclaimer/s: Injured ballerina!reader, hurt/comfort, angst.

A/N: This one goes out to all my babygirls (nilah) I see you ladies ( @sakashq ) and (this is my own special addition) I hope you love what I have to provide.

Pain shot through your leg every hobble you made. Curses left your mouth in quiet hisses, only becoming more harsh as your boyfriend helped you to your bed. Worry etched across his face the more you grumbled.

“Hey, maybe you should—“

“Just set me down.” You snap, freezing when you realized how rude you sounded. “Sorry, it just hurts. I didn’t mean to be mean.”

Bukayo shakes his head, “don’t apologize. I know injuries suck. I don’t blame you.” He offers you a kind smile, one you didn’t deserve.

Sinking down onto your bed, you allow your boyfriend to carefully lift your legs up to rest comfortably on the mattress.

“Thank you.” You exhale, resting against the headboard. “Are you going home now?”

Thinking for a moment, Bukayo shakes his head. He knew that tone you were using, the desperate one. The same one that he’d had once before. He couldn’t leave you alone, knowing if he did so, you’d just fall into a dark place.

“No, baby. I’ll stay here.” He shrugs off his hoodie, rounding the bed to climb onto the other side. “Movie, or do you want to take a nap?”

“Whatever you want to do.” You say, pulling a fuzzy blanket up and over your lap. “Or, wait, could you perhaps make me some tea? I could definitely use some right now.”

He doesn’t hesitate to slip his legs off the side of the bed and stand up. “Are the boxes in the same place?” You nod and he leaves, wandering off toward the kitchen.

It’s only a matter of minutes before he’s back, tea mug in hand alongside a bowl of grapes in the other. You couldn’t control the smile that made its way onto your face. He knew you so well, and you had never loved someone as much as you loved him in that moment.

“You’re the best. Thank you.” You gasp gratefully as he hands you the cup and bowl.

Climbing back into the bed, Bukayo takes the extra pillow behind him and positions it under your foot. “This should probably be elevated.”

You watch him carefully, adoration flooding your eyes. He was always so gentle with you, but this was a whole different side of Bukayo you’d had never witnessed before.

“I love you.” You speak suddenly, “so much.”

Looking up at you from where he was carefully cushioning your foot, the man smiles tenderly. “I love you just as much.”

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[colorsofmyseason]

color me red

Summary: Every Arsenal player has different taste.

Pairing: None

As usual, part of my supernatural au!

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Sometimes, Leandro wonders what he's done in all those centuries he's lived to experience such luck. He's gone through different identities, various jobs, even multiple clubs in his current life as a footballer, but he's never felt so comfortable, so belonging before. Maybe because there are a bunch of other supers at Arsenal. Maybe because they know and accept him for what he is, and don't even bat an eye when he brings a pack of blood to the breakfast table instead of a plate of beans on toast. Or maybe because they don't mind him taking a sip here and there whenever he needs it. 

Alright, so maybe there are lots of alternatives to feeding nowadays – blood packs, synthesized blood, blood pills – and Leandro will take those without comment. But he also won't refuse the opportunity to get fresh blood if he can. And now he has a myriad of beautiful men to choose from…

Martin tastes like expensive champagne. Light and sweet, flowing down Leandro's throat effortlessly like a warm drink on a cold day, yet intoxicating, making Leandro wish to drink him again and again. Yet he rarely does, because it's too delicious for his own good. He fears he doesn't deserve to experience such taste in his life.

(Also, the sight of Martin's pale white throat always catches his breath whenever he plans to do so, and he doesn't want his fang marks to ruin the beauty of such a specimen, but that's a different story).

Kieran's is different – thicker in consistency, definitely not as sweet as Martin, maybe a little piquant, but it's the aftertaste that leaves Leandro fascinated. The Scottish full-back always gives him the feeling of eating a full course homecooked meal, tasty and hearty and fulfilling, and Leandro always thinks that he won't need to feed for days after he has Kieran for a meal.

Aaron is lemon, lime, orange… anything citrusy really, so fresh and bright, but with a hint of spice underneath it. If sunshine can be turned into a flavor, Leandro thinks it must taste exactly like Aaron's blood, and it warms him up thoroughly inside like the sun coming out after a bad storm. On the other hand, Bukayo is a little too sweet for his liking, since the kid literally tastes like a truckful of cotton candy, and while it isn't exactly unpleasant, Leandro fears he might end up with diabetes at some point if he feeds from Bukayo too often. Okay, well, not literally since he can't really get diabetes, but still.

Mikel has this rich, exquisite flavor that reminds Leandro of fine dining (and yes, he's been to such places, mostly to keep up appearances, but still). And the Spaniard's blood is the closest thing to perfection he has ever tasted. Just the right amount of spice, the right texture, the right level of sweetness. Normally managers are off limits, but Mikel says he deserves it after a string of fine performances, and Leandro believes him. 

The one holding the title for the spiciest blood in the squad must be Granit. Maybe that has something to do with his personality, the vampire doesn't know. But he tastes fiery and strong and sharp, to the point it nearly scares Leandro to feed from him again. But the Swiss midfielder will just brush it off and calmly "persuade" Leandro to feed from him, and rinse and repeat.

Ben is…special. Leandro has fed from him many times since their Brighton days, and his blood always tastes the same – plain, a little dry, completely devoid of any kinds of flavor, like unseasoned food. Perhaps it has something to do with the defender being one of the most nonchalant people he knows, but it's still fascinating how someone can be so effortlessly bland. Not that Leandro doesn't enjoy it, though – he likes to savor the taste (or lack of it) in his mouth, marveling at how different it is from any other kind of blood he's drunk.

There are other guys too, with all their respective flavors and quirks, and Leandro can honestly write a whole book describing all of those, alongside a tier list of the tastiest blood within the squad. He won't do it for real, though. Not that he's scared they will find out – they're all good guys, and often make vampire jokes to him out of fun, but he just enjoys getting various tastes to feed so it won't get boring, and he appreciates his teammates for providing him with that.

And he honestly cannot ask for more.

(Also, if he much prefers the first two people more than anyone else, for reasons other than feeding, that's his personal business.)

fin

[sakashq]

Far. / bukayo saka x black!oc.

❤️‍🔥 summary: when two exes can’t keep their hands off each other, a third party jumps in and stops sedona from doing something stupid.

❤️‍🔥 warnings: toxic relationships, jude being an asshole (it had to be someone, i’m sorry ☹️)

❤️‍🔥 face claim: justine skye <3 but can be whoever you imagine!

❤️‍🔥 yap! yap! yap! umm this is kind of based on me! except theres no 3rd party, there was no cheating, but me and my ex just can’t leave each other alone💔. anyway, dedicated to @ar4ujos , @halfwayhearted , @planetpedri , &&. @szalovebot because they have to hear me talk about said ex 26/9…

I be drinking in private, don’t call me to party it up.

u up? Two simple words that meant so little but held so much. It was eleven at night and Sedona was far from sober, quite literally the worst time to be texting. Jude Bellingham just couldn’t let the flame die out, relighting the candle constantly.

It was annoying, how he couldn’t let go. It was just as annoying that she let him constantly walk over her. He didn’t really want her anymore, she was just someone he called when he had no one else. She could never leave him alone though, as much as she tried.

Fuck on your n**** for cardio.

All it was was mindless sex. She’d come over, stay thirty minutes or so, then leave. It was like their routine; he texted her on a random night, She came over, she left, and the cycle would start over again.

Took a dip and he fell in love right away.

It wasn’t always like that, though. He used to really love her. He loved her so much that it scared him. So Jude being Jude, he cheated on her in plain sight. He got caught on camera and it was everywhere on social media. The worst part? He didn’t even feel bad.

I put my feelings on lay away.

She didn’t leave him. Even after he publicly embarrassed her. Instead, he left her. How stupid was that?!

Done being used, done playing stupid. Done faking cool. (I don’t want none of that shit, I don’t want it.) Done being screwed, done faking clueless. That’s how you do.

She sighed, asking the bartender for another drink before putting her head in her hands. She had come out tonight with her friends but while they were dancing, Sedona had just stayed at the bar most of the night.

A guy next to her noticed her distress, looking over at her with concern. “Are you okay?” He asked, his voice laced with an English accent.

Sedona looked over at him, tears stinging in her eyes. She hated being asked this question; it always clicked something in her head and made her want to bawl. Instead, she blinked them away and responded to him. “Nothing, I just need another drink.”

He chuckled and said, “No offense, but it doesn’t look like you need anything else.” When Sedona just blinked at him, he continued on. “I’m sorry. But seriously, what’s up?”

She sighed and decided to just open up to him. It’s not like she’d ever see him again, right? “My ex-boyfriend, like, publicly cheated on me a few months ago and he keeps coming back for sex. And me being stupid, I keep going back.”

The guy frowned and thought about what to say for a second. “I don’t think you’re stupid. What do you mean he publicly cheated?”

Sedona didn’t want to give much away, but the guy seemed cool enough. He probably didn’t even know anything about football. “He’s like… famous. And when he was on a trip for his sport, he got caught kissing another girl.”

His face softened and he genuinely seemed upset for her. “I’m so sorry, I… I don’t even know what I’d do in that situation.”

“Yeah.”

“But, I mean, clearly you love him which is why you keep going back, no?”

That made her think. Was she really still in love with him after what he had done to her? Did she keep going back to Jude just because of her unresolved and unrequited feelings for him? “No, I don’t think so. I think I just like the validation.”

“Well, I think you don’t need that guy for validation. There’s always someone better waiting for you.” He smiled at her.

“I’m sorry for not introducing myself, I’m Sedona,” she beamed back.

“Bukayo.”

(I don’t want none of that shit, she got me runnin’ so-) Far, far like I don’t recognize me. Far, far ‘cause I let you define me. Far, far ‘cause I can’t trust nobody.

He stopped her from going to his place that night. Obviously Bukayo didn’t know that, but in a way he saved her. They talked up some more, him getting her a few waters to sober her up a bit. She learned that he was in fact a footballer and definitely knew Jude. He learned that she was a university student who was studying sports medicine.

Finally, the two were tired of being there and decided to retreat to their own homes.

“Are you sure you’ll get home safe?” Bukayo asked her.

Sedona sighed, replying, “Yeah, I’ll be alright.”

“I… Let me take you home. I don’t want anything happening to you.”

Far. Stay far, it’s so far.

He dropped her off at her dorm, even going as far as to walking her into the building and to the room. He got her number briefly, and hugged her goodbye.

“I’ll see you around,” Bukayo smiled at her. “Goodnight, Sedona.”

“Goodnight, Bukayo.”

[lomltrentarnold]

idk if you’re taking requests, but could you write smthing abt clingy bukayo saka??? also your writing makes me giggle and kick my feet fr🤕🤞🏻🤞🏻

clingy ✶ bukayo saka

💌 hana’s notes : ofc i can baby!! and STOPPP thank you sm you’re making me shy :((( 🫶🫶 | MAIN MASTERLIST

sunlight was bleeding through your curtains, hitting your eyes. your face felt warm, but that was no different than your whole body. with strong arms wrapped around your waist, across your back. your whole body engulfed by your boyfriend’s.

your fluttered your eyes open, the sounds of birds chirping hit your ears as you blinked trying to focus your vision. you took a deep breath, nuzzling more into bukayo’s chest.

it was a lazy day for the both of you, with the season coming to an end you get to spend more time with your boyfriend, so you were in no rush to get up.

but— damn it!

you do need to pee.

with a quiet grunt, you tried as slowly as you could to get put of your boyfriend’s grip.

you didn’t even get to move that much before a deep voice startled you.

“stop moving.” he said, gruff voice laced with sleep. it made butterflies appear in your stomach.

“need to go to the bathroom.” you groaned out, still trying to wiggle away.

you could here a small whine from bukayo “wait a minute.” as he tighten his hold on your waist. “don’ wan’ you to go.” he nuzzle his face in the crook of your neck, brushing his nose against your shoulder.

you softly sighed, giving up on the task as you snuggle back to your boyfriend’s chest. “clingy baby.” you muttered.

“only for you.” he whispered, kissing your forehead.

reblog for a kiss <3

[jobesbabe]

My Masterlist!!

🍊✴️🏵️🧶 Latest Works!

Close- (jobe bellingham)

🧸🧺👜🥂 Dominik Szoboszlai

Summer Baby pt 1

Summer Baby pt 2

Summer Baby pt 3

Summer Baby pt 4

Fashionista

🍷💋🏛️💌 Jobe Bellingham

My Baby

Proud of You

he’s mine (insta au)

Brummie Boy

Close

🌎🦋💍🩵 Trent Alexander-Arnold

My Forever Valentine

💒🎀💞🛍️ Jude Bellingham

Kiss Kiss (insta au)

📸🗝️☕️🎬 Pablo Gavi

Matchday Feels

☀️🌻🍋🌙 Marc Guiu

Pretty Boy (insta au)

👒🍀🥑🥒 Bukayo Saka

Treats Me Right (sm au)

[p1astories]

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