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Snowed In

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The morning had started off with a hard, thick frost which had quickly turned into snow flurries. Flurries which, despite Cody’s hopes, not melted as the day had gone on and had only become heavier and thicker. With three hours to go before their date was due to start, red weather warning alerts had been sent out an hour ago advising anyone who didn’t need to head out, to please stay at home. 

The club group chat was already alive with messages pouring in with everyone wanting to know what was happening with the training schedules if the snow kept coming down, not to mention the upcoming match that they were due to travel for. 

1 new message. The text appears as a push notification from a number he doesn’t recognise but his stomach sinks as he reads the preview. 

Dear    C.Gakpo, we’re sorry to notify you that due to adverse weather conditions, the restaurant will not be open tonight. Should you require another night, your booking will be honoured and prioritised. We apologise for any inconvenience this may have caused. Thank you.

The sigh that comes from him is one of disappointment and well what the hell do we do now? If restaurants weren’t opening, then the likelihood of them getting takeout was slim to none. The fridge hadn’t been stocked thanks to the booking, and he wasn’t too sure what would be in the freezer, but whatever was in either of them wouldn’t be a patch on what they were hoping to eat. 

While he appreciates that this is out of their control, he’s also not oblivious to the fact that each day leading up to Christmas is also no doubt fully booked up too. He wasn’t the type to name drop to get a table and so securing the one he had reserved had been a task in itself. The romantic evening he’d planned, with hopefully enough seduction throughout the night, had been exactly what the two of them had so badly needed and now he was faced with no dinner and little excuse to seduce.

He makes his way through the house, wondering how to explain the situation as she had headed into the shower to begin to get ready almost twenty minutes ago with the assumption that all was going ahead still. Turning into the bedroom, he finds her sitting on the edge of the bed in her towel with her phone in hand. The small smile that she gives tells him she’s already guessed the outcome of the evening. 

“Well, tomorrow looks to be a work from home day.” She tries to joke. “There’s worse company I can think of to have when we’re snowed in.” she puts her phone to the side and leans back on her hands. The action knocks her towel, causing it to come undone ever so slightly. It’s enough to gather his attention, and he steps forward enough to place his hands on her knees. 

“That doesn’t help though that my plan for tonight was to wine and dine you.” he takes her in as he speaks - not just her face, he drags his gaze over her towel covered body while making sure that he’s not shy about his intentions. His fingers trace the hem of the towel at the top where it falls away. “So how do you propose I fix that issue?”

“We have some wine downstairs, I stocked up on enough for the christmas period. So that’s one thing we can tick off.” her hand tugs the towel on her thighs a little higher, giving him enough of a gap to be able to see a glimpse of her pussy.

“So that leaves something to eat,” he concludes, the fingers which linger on the towel flick it across her body, allowing it to open up and reveal her damp torso too - his train of thought now in a completely different place to earlier when he was deciding what to have. “It wouldn’t be right for all of your hard work to go to waste,” he says, slowly dropping to his knees as he positions himself between hers. 

“You don’t need any persuad…ing” she says, breath hitching in her throat as she feels his mouth against her. He doesn’t, not when it comes to her anyway. A few strokes of his tongue against her makes her lay back flush against the bed, her legs opening further with instinct. Cody fully opens the towel up to expose every part of her body fully and savours the sight before him. He runs his hands over her thighs before hooking her knees over his shoulders, splays his hands on her hips to stop her from moving and begins to use his tongue to dart between her clit and her entrance. She curses between pants, her every thought now about the man between her legs and his mouth. 

He groans against her as his tongue pushes inside, lapping away at the wetness that he’s caused and angles his face in such a way that his nose rubs against her clit. One hand fists the bedding, the other strokes over his hair as he says “I will never tire of eating this pussy.” Her back arches in response as his lips wrap around her tight bud and the tip of his tongue flicks against it mercilessly. The feeling of being restrained, pinned down and unable to move while he tongue fucks her to an orgasm is like no other. “Whose pussy is this?” he asks, peeking up at her as his tongue circles her clit lazily with an occasional flick just to make her legs tremble.

“Y-yours.” she whimpers, fingers now clutching hopelessly at his short hair in a desperate attempt to push his face back to her. 

“So impatient.”

“When it comes to you, alwa-” her words are cut off as Cody slips two fingers into her soaking hole, curling them up to her sensitive spot within and sucks her clit between his lips and begins to pump his fingers in and out of her. The combination is lethal and any slow build of her climax is escalated. 

The hand that remains on her waist moves, allowing his arm to cover that area instead; holding her against the mattress to stop her from writhing around and fucking herself against his hand and mouth. He holds her there, leaving her with no choice but to take everything that Cody gives her, leaving her with the realisation that he won’t stop until the bedding is soaked, and she’s begging for some temporary reprieve.

[football-and-fanfics]

Crowded - Cody Gakpo

Who: Cody Gakpo Prompt: "You're shaking." Notes with request: Reader experiences an anxiety attack and Cody notices. Requested by: anonymous Word count: 508 Warnings: contains descriptions of panic / anxiety attack

Large crowds had never been your forte. In the past, being in a crowd had more than once led to you having a panic attack, but you had learnt to deal with it and nowadays you were mostly fine. You still didn't like large groups of people around you, but at least it didn't send you into a panic anymore. Especially in a stadium, watching football, you were completely unbothered.

With Cody out with a slight injury, you and him attended Liverpool's home match as spectators today. You were perfectly fine and enjoying yourself, until, around the 20th minute of the match, someone bumped into you rather harshly. It was accidental, and the person apologized extensively, but you felt the oh so familiar tightening of your chest immediately.

Your breath hitched, as the sounds of the stadium became distorted, and you felt yourself sink away into the panic attack. You wanted to scream, tell Cody something was wrong, but your ability to speak was completely lost.

You finally managed to reach out a shaking hand and grab a hold of Cody's sleeve. "Oh, you're shaking. Are you cold?" Cody tore his eyes off the match. His face fell the moment he looked at you. He saw the wild panic in your eyes and how you now trembled all over. "Okay, it's alright." He slung his arm protectively around you and started guiding you back inside.

Cody took you into one of the business lounges, in which he knew very few people would be at the moment. He sat you down in a chair, kneeling down in front of you. "Deep breaths, baby." He slowly ran his hands up and down your forearms. "I'm here. You're doing great, it's alright." "W-why?!" You sobbed, shaking. "Why is this happening again?! I thought this wasn't happening to me anymore!" "Sshh," Cody soothed, "don't think about that now. Just deep breaths. You're going to be fine, I promise."

Cody moved to sit in the chair next to you. He slung his arm around you once more and pressed you tightly against him. You buried your face in his chest, your hands curling into fists around his T-shirt.

It was there, safely in Cody's arms and with his softly whispered words of comfort, that you finally calmed down. Cody didn't let go of you, though. He kept you in his arms, softly caressing his thumb over your shoulder and whispering an endless stream of soothing words to make you feel at ease again. You quietly soaked it all up. It made you feel safe and loved, and finally gave you the strength to pull yourself free of the panic attack.

An almighty roar of the Anfield crowd told you Liverpool had scored a goal. "Oh, no!" You gasped, lifting your head off of his chest. "I made you miss a goal." "Doesn't matter." Cody kept his arm around you and made absolutely no attempt to go back outside. "That's not important right now. The only thing that matters to is that you're alright."

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going down and celebrating with cody but when he takes the trophy pic with you, he's got his hands on your bump

you run down onto the pitch and launch yourself at your boyfriend, laughing loudly and telling him how proud you are of him as you press your lips together. he can only hold you with one arm, the other having the trophy secured. one of the team's photographers come over to you both asking if you guys want some pictures together, and you both nod enthusiastically. you give cody a confused look as he hands you the trophy but you start pouting when he moves you in front of him and slides his hands over your bump. the photographer snaps a few pictures of you before turning away to take some of the other players, giving you a moment to turn and pepper kissed across your boyfriend's face, falling even more in love with him.

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First fic of Fictober!!!

@fictober-event thanks for the prompt list!

Prompt number: #1 ("That was good work")

Fandom: Men's Football RPF

Rating: General

Warnings/Tags: Fluff, Conversations

Excerpt: Gravenberch didn't know why Slot had called him to his office. So far he hadn't had a single bad experience with being called to the manager's office (minus that time he and Gakpo had made a glitter bomb and detonated it in the middle of the cafeteria).

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making Cody's favourite Dutch meal

he's been super emotionally drained after all the criticism he'd been getting online recently, and it absolutely broke your heart seeing him try to put on a brave face for you. and so when he was out for training you prepared his favourite meal from back home. he had been telling you how much he was missing dutch food, making promises that you guys would go over and visit when he had some time off. you were very proud of the final product, taking a picture and sending it to his mum who had sent you the recipe. when cody gets home you call him into the kitchen, smiling proudly at the nice candle-lit layout you had set up. he looks at you perplexed for a second before he notices the food laid out, whispering a no you didn't before pulling you into his arms. you tell him it was no problem, that you wanted to do something nice for him because he'd been having a hard time recently. he pulls back and cups your face, telling you he loves you and pressing a kiss to your lips.

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[football-and-fanfics]

Monthly imagine posting recap: May 2024

The following imagines have been posted in May 2024:

Jude Bellingham - In the sea (SMUT)

Jude Bellingham - Knocked out (The Medic)

Curtis Jones & Harvey Elliott - Falling asleep at the other one's house

Trent Alexander-Arnold - "Catch him, he's fainting."

Cody Gakpo - "You're shaking."

Jude Bellingham - "You can barely stand."

Mason Mount - Getting items thrown at them from the crowd

Harvey Elliott - "It's alright, I'm here."

Virgil van Dijk - "Stop telling me you're okay."

[live-laugh-loverpool]

@anfieldroad @alissonbear-ker @millythegoat @moomin279 @snuuysideup @liverpool-enjoyer @kraeki

silly lil' thing I wrote on the flight

[live-laugh-loverpool]

day 5! (on day 6, but still!)

Prompt: "It's a new day, let's go"

Rating: General

Fandom: Men's Football RPF

Warnings/Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Injuries, Conversations

@johnlockianever @millythegoat @alissonbear-ker @liverpool-enjoyer @loverpool-chocolate-fishy

@loverpool-chocolate-fishy @soggycheeseuwu @1152sstuff

+ @fictober-event for the prompt

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Prompt number: #30 ("I won't let you down")

Fandom: Men's Football RPF

Rating: General

Warnings/Tags: Fluff, Friendship, Pranks, Halloween

@millythegoat @liverpool-enjoyer @loverpool-chocolate-fishy

[live-laugh-loverpool]

short one...but day 13!

Prompt number: #13 "that's not the point"

Fandom: Men's Football RPF

Rating: General

Warnings/Tags: Friendships, Brotherly Relationships, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Conversations

@millythegoat @alissonbear-ker @liverpool-enjoyer @loverpool-chocolate-fishy @johnlockianever

+ @fictober-event

[live-laugh-loverpool]

Prompt number: #11 ("well, that worked out great")

Fandom: Men's Football RPF

Warnings/Tags: Post-Match, Introspection

Rating: General

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kylian mbappe

kylian speaking french to you

you and ibou convince kylian to come to liverpool 18+

kylian meets your baby for the first time

yours and kylians routine now that you're pregnant

a fan asks you to get kylian to sign his shirt

curtis jones

playfighting with curtis

curtis has to let everyone know he's going to be a dad

you and curtis get caught by the boys 18+

curtis being whipped for you

virgil van dijk

size difference with virg

an afternoon baking with virgil

virg manhandling you

virgil asks you to be his girlfriend

virg loves spoiling you

virgil has missed you while you've been out with friends 18+

virg makes sure everyone knows your his

virgil lifting your stomach for you when you're pregnant

overprotective virgil

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virgil as your boyfriend

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joe gomez

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sex in the changing room with joe 18+

giving joe a massage after his game

allison becker

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jobe bellingham

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you realise jobe might not be that annoying

you think jobe is seeing someone behind your back

you guys get papped after a date

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you and jobe making out during move night

hot make out sesh with jobe

darwin nunez

english lessons with darwin go off track

sex with darwin after the game 18+

playing with darwin's hair

darwin being jealous

you and darwin have your first kiss

darwin doing your hair for you

you and darwin go to a wedding together

darwin is obsessed with you

taking care of darwin after his injury

darwin looks after you when you're tired and overworked

darwin is really clingy with you when you come home

celebrating darwins last minute goal with him

darwin looks after you when you're sick

darwin surprising you after being away

jadon sancho

you and jadon are happy he's going back to dortmund

kostas tsimikas

you're super shy when you first meet your boyfriend's friends

kostas talks you through your insecurities

kostas being jealous

andy robertson

andy would do anything for you

andy likes having a hand on your bum at all times

jarell quansah

you tell jarell how proud you are of him after a big win

doing jarell's skincare for a tiktok

placing kisses all over jarells face after a big game

alexis mac allistar

alexis loves kissing you

cody gakpo

taking pictures at the cup final with the trophy and your baby bump

making cody his favourite dutch meal

ryan gravenberch

in my favourite arms

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