#foden x you

[kaiispost]

Phil Foden x Male reader

Note: AYYY Did the ask thingy wrong again😍😍😍

Important

Warnings: no cut for nsfw part! Both sfw and nsfw. Kinks being mentioned.

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Sfw

You two definitely already knew each other before you two started crushing on each other.

Phil definitely started crushing on you when he first saw you shirtless. you two were at the beach…

You started crushing on Phil when you were at football practice. You two both play for Manchester city.

Your crush just randomly started, while on the other hand Phil had always kinda crushed on you, but had just denied it.

After drunkenly admitting to you his crush one night, the two of you immediately had hit it off. You went on a date the day after.

Phil really loves the way your around 20cm taller than him, especially when he wants to snuggle on the couch you become his personal teddy bear.

Phil also likes how good you are with Ronnie - with kids in general - and sometimes wants to cry when he sees the two of you having fun.

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Nsfw

In bed your 100% the dominant one. And he’s 1000% not a power bottom. And that shows really well, he tried topping you ones but he was too nervous.

Thought he doesn’t like it rough, he’d definitely scream if you go to fast. Although you always put your huge hands over his small face because you don’t want to wake up Ronnie. But when Ronnie isn’t around, he definitely likes to cry because of how much it hurts.

You definitely have a huge member, though Phil’s is far from small either. And he definitely has a thing for choking on it. He also likes to role play and to be cuffed to the bed.

He gives the best blowjobs, he never fails to make you cum in his mouth. Wich you definitely have a thing for.

He also likes it when you whisper really naughty things in his ear with your deep voice. He definitely doesn’t care to give a blowjob in the plane or team bus, he’s really good at keeping it unnoticeable.

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LMAO WHY IS THIS SO SHORT BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHG

[lilirari]

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[jdbellingham]

The Deal (Part One - “I’ve never seen you look so sexy”)

a 10 Things I Hate About You inspired series featuring Jude Bellingham

pairing: jude bellingham(patrick verona) x reader(kat stratford)

summary: a new student arrives at Birmingham City Football Club Academy (BCFCA), Cameron Thomas, who sets his sights on y/n’s sister Caroline. unfortunately for him, Caroline cannot date until her so called “heinous bitch” of sister does. he sets out to do everything he can in order for that to happen, even if that means convincing the academy’s most well known player—Jude Bellingham.

note: here it is as promised. I hope this isn’t too boring

word count: 3k

warnings: sexual jokes (I don’t remember what I wrote), underwhelming lol

“How you doing?” Eric greeted as he approached Jude, who was sweating profusely from the practice he had just left.

Jude stared blankly at him, then turned to his teammates, giving them a look that said “Why the hell is he talking to me.”

Eric, used to being treated like the popular boy he was, felt slightly taken aback by the cold shoulder treatment; yet he managed to continue.

“I just bought a new lighter,” Eric said, trying to start a conversation while also taking a dig at the fact Jude was known for lighting the lawn of a school he had lost a match to in year 10.

“Do I know you?” Jude asked, bringing his water bottle to his lips and taking a long sip.

Eric stopped beating around the bush and began explaining, “You see that girl over there?”

Jude put down his bottle and looked over to where Eric was pointing before responding with a “Yeah,” his voice laden with indifference.

“That’s Y/n L/n,” Eric explained, and Jude gave him a look.

“She’s on my team you idiot,” Jude told him, Eric’s face immediately reddening.

“Right, sorry I forgot she was on Birmingham FC’s EFL team,” Eric reached for the back of his neck before he continued, “I want you to go out with her,”

Jude laughed, incredulous of how a boy he didn’t even know could walk up to him and order him around like that. He pondered for a moment if he should simply walk away and leave the conversation behind, but some small part of him was intrigued by what Eric had to say.

“Yeah, sure,” Jude responded sarcastically, shaking his head while his teammates howled with laughter.

“Look, I can’t take out her sister until Y/n starts dating,” Eric added, “You see, their dad is whacked out, he’s got this rule where his girls-

“That’s a touching story, really is. But it’s not my problem,” Jude cut him off before he could go into more detail, and began packing up his kit.

Nonetheless, Eric remained confident, “Would you be willing to make it your problem if I offered you some generous compensation?”

Jude paused, his eyes shifting back to Eric before he scoffed.

“You’re going to pay me to go out with some bird?” Jude raised his brows, before taking off his practice jersey and slinging it around his neck.

Eric hummed in agreement then Jude chuckled, his head dropping down to face the ground as he stuck his tongue into the side of the cheek.

Jude looked up again before asking “How much?”

He knew he didn’t need the money but what harm could it do? It wasn’t as if Y/n would actually let him take her on a date.

“20 euros,” Eric responded, and Jude scrunched his brows. That wasn’t worth his while.

“No shot,” Jude frowned, “That doesn’t even cover the cost of taking her to the movies,”

“Fine, 30,” Eric countered, crossing his arms.

“75, take it or leave it,” Jude’s voice flattened, he wasn’t going to waste his time doing this if it was for nothing.

“50,” Eric pushed, growing annoyed.

“100,” Jude countered, staring directly into his eyes.

“75,” Eric groaned, exasperation seeping into his voice, handing over the bills.

“Okay, deal,” Jude looked away from Eric and over to where Y/n was practicing her corner goals. She started from the lower left corner of the pitch and her foot lifted to the bottom of the ball, hitting it at the perfect angle and sending it smoothly into the upper right corner of the goal. He had always known that Y/n was good but he never said anything to her, knowing anything he said wouldn’t matter. They worked together smoothly without the unnecessary communication and chit chat, mutually understanding each other's style of play. They became nearly untouchable when put on the pitch together, Jude set her up for goals, getting the ball to her when he could, and Y/n would indefinitely score. And when Y/n was midfielder and Jude was center forward, they would still do the same thing, their roles simply switched. Jude wondered if their bond while playing would be affected by this stupid deal, but he had already started towards her so he wasn’t going to back out now.

“Hi there,” Jude greeted, and Y/n looked him up and down. Her eyes lingered a split second longer on his bare abdomen, which didn’t go unnoticed.

“Move,” She ordered, looking away and focusing on the ball. Y/n took a moment to consider the alternate path of sending it into Jude’s crotch just for kicks, but decided against it, remembering the consequences of the last time she’d aimed for a males privates.

“What are you doing?” Jude asked, despite the fact he already knew.

Y/n didn’t respond, instead opting to make another corner kick.

“You already know that, what do you want,” She crossed her arms as the ball swished into the net of the goal.

“That’s certainly a way to get a guys attention,” Jude ignored her previous statement, his eyes focused on the ball she had once again managed to kick into the goal.

“Ah yes, my mission in life. Getting the attention of males,” Y/n agreed, before continuing, “And obviously it worked, seeing as you’re here,”

“The world makes sense again,” She plastered on a phony smile, walking over to get the ball. Jude laughing behind her as he followed, staying within her proximity as she went back to the bleachers to her kit.

“Pick you up on Friday then?” Jude asked, and Y/n responded without missing a beat.

“Oh right, Friday, uhuh,” She nodded, downing a gulp of water before she reached down to the hem of her jersey, pulling it above her head to reveal her sports bra which was damp with sweat. In her mind she wished she had just kicked the ball into Jude’s.

“I’ll take you places you’ve never seen before,” Jude’s brows went up and down and he stared at her back as she bent over to unlace her shoes. He was beginning to enjoy the banter, it was a nice change of pace from the silence broken by an occasional “nice”, “you did well”, or “good job” they usually shared.

“Oh? Like the theatre 4 miles away on Grant?” Y/n asked, unimpressed. She stood straight again, pulling off the light blue pre-wrap on her forehead.

“Do you even know what number I am?” Y/n questioned, eyeing Jude when she put her jersey into her kit.

“12,” Jude answered easily, “I know a lot more than you think,”

“Doubtful, very doubtful,” Y/n laughed, picking up her bag and walking away. For some strange reason, the refusal left Jude only more encouraged.

From a discreet spot in the bleachers, Cameron and Marcus watched the exchange and groaned.

“We are screwed,” Cameron whined, his hopes of dating Caroline felt like they’d be dashed.

“Hey I don’t want to hear that defeatist attitude,” Marcus demanded.

“We are screwed!” Cameron exclaimed, and Marcus nodded in approval.

“Better,”

Cameron had gone through the effort of becoming the practice partner of Caroline, Y/n’s sister, and talked to her only to find out that she could only date if Y/n did. Then he had managed to get the academy’s most affluent player to approach Jude (more like inceptioned him to), knowing he wouldn’t listen to Cameron himself—only for Jude to fail. If this didn’t work he had no other options left.

“If Jude can’t do this himself we need to help him,” Cameron finally spoke, looking to Marcus who hummed in agreement.

Cameron knew that Y/n was difficult, when he had spoken to Caroline she had explained that Y/n used to be popular, but at the end of year 11 something had flipped. It was like she was sick of it or something, and she began dedicating all her time to football. It paid off, she was one of the best strikers in the league, the men’s league she had somehow gotten into. She was so good that Birmingham Academy decided to put her on their EFL team, but of course it came with the price of her becoming a heinous bitch (Marcus’s words not Cameron’s).

˚ ✧ ˚

The next day Jude found Y/n on the football pitch during the free period they happened to share, and sat by her school bag watching as she did passing drills around a set of bright orange cones.

It was normal to see her at the pitch during the middle of the day, she was known for practicing every possible moment.

When she finally finished up and went to grab her water, she saw him staring at her.

“Nice passes,” Jude complimented before she could let out the string of complaints she probably had waiting to be let out. “You’re quick on your feet,”

“Are you following me?” Y/n scoffed, grabbing her water that was situated next to Jude.

“I was going to get my jacket, and saw you were practicing. I decided to come say hi,” Jude shrugged, feigning disinterest.

“Hi,” Y/n replied, obviously glaring at Jude.

“Not a talker, huh?” Jude remarked watching as Y/n began changing. She didn’t quite care that he was there, letting him watch as she switched her athletic shirt for a tank top. However he averted his gaze when Y/n switched her soccer shorts for denim ones.

“Depends on the topic,” She replied, “Passing drills don’t exactly whip me into a verbal frenzy,”

“You’re not afraid of me are you,” Jude said, half a question half a statement.

“Why would I be afraid of you,” Y/n laughed, folding her clothes and putting them into her bag.

“According to popular belief, I lit a school on fire because I was a sore loser. So most people are,” Jude replied, standing up.

“Well I’m not,” Y/n responded, slinging the bag over her shoulders. She noticed how Jude had purposefully shifted to block her from exiting the field.

“Well maybe you’re not afraid me but I’m sure you’ve thought about me naked,” Jude suggested smiling coyly.

“Am I that transparent?” Y/n asked, acting shocked. “I want you, I need you, oh baby, oh baby,” She groaned while rolling her eyes, and Jude found his smile growing wider, his laugh genuine.

Y/n pushed past him and out of the football pitch, and Jude let her. He stared as she walked away, realizing that he had grown a liking to her. When she was finally out of sight he shook his head, wondering how on earth he had managed to start fancying the most out of control girl he had ever met.

˚ ✧ ˚

“We know what you’re trying to do with Y/n L/n,” Cameron said over the loud commotion of the craft room, Marcus nudging him forward.

“Yeah? What are you going to do about it?” Jude replied unfazed, continuing to saw away at a piece of wood.

“We want to help,” Cameron replied, and Jude’s eyes didn’t budge from the wood.

“And why is that?” Jude inquired, finally giving the pair a glance.

“The deal is that my friend here has a major jones for Caroline L/n,” Marcus paused, waiting for Jude to say something.

“What is it with that girl?” Jude muttered, it seemed as if everyone wanted a piece of her.

“I uh, I think I speak correctly when I say Cameron’s love is pure, purer than let’s say Eric’s,” Marcus continued, to which Jude answered.

“Look I’m in this for the cash, Eric can plow whoever he wants,”

“Okay there will be no plowing,” Cameron interjected, getting heated. Jude sniggered under his breath at the year 12 boy.

“Jude, let me clear one thing up—we set this whole thing up so Cameron, yeah Cameron, could get Caroline. Eric’s just a pawn,” Marcus elaborated.

“So you’re going to help me tame the wild beast?” Jude quirked a brow, and glanced over at the duo again.

“Absolutely. We’ll do research, find out what she likes and get back to you. We’re your guys,” Marcus smiled, grabbing Cameron’s shoulder who added:

“In a strictly non group of arsonist buddies type of way,”

Jude stared at Cameron, not sure whether to laugh or punch him.

“Uh, sorry. Now, Friday night Bogey Lowenstein is having a party. Perfect opportunity,” Marcus shifted the conversation before Jude could react.

“Perfect opportunity for what?” Jude asked, his full attention now on Marcus.

“For you to take out Y/n,” Marcus gave a doubtful look.

“I’ll think about it,” Jude replied, though he had already made up his mind.

˚ ✧ ˚

Marcus and Cameron arrived at the locker room Jude had told them too, Cameron having just snooped through Y/n’s dorm with the help of Caroline.

Jude arrived shortly thereafter, out of breath from running there after his practice ended.

“So what have you got for me?” Jude asked, his hands at his sides, chest going up and down as he panted.

“A little insight into a very complicated girl,” Cameron replied, crossing his arms and leaning into a locker.

“All right, first thing. Y/n hates chapped lips,” Cameron cleared his throat, looking at Jude’s lips which were thoroughly dry.

“So you’re telling me I use chapstick,” Jude raised his brows, subconsciously licking his lips.

“Yes, well—just for now,” Marcus explained.

“And um, here’s another problem, Caroline says Y/n likes pretty guys,” Cameron added, looking from Marcus back to Jude.

Jude stared blankly at the two for a few moments before saying “Are you telling me I’m not a pretty guy?”

“He’s very pretty!” Marcus immediately countered, and Cameron followed with a “Yeah yeah I just wasn’t sure—I didn’t know,” the pair of them playing it off.

Jude visibly relaxed, and Cameron took it as a sign for him to continue. “Alright, uh yeah, okay here’s this,” Cameron reached into his back pocket and pulled out a list.

“Likes: Thai food, feminist prose, and angry girl music of the indie rock persuasion. Here’s a list of CDs she has in her dorm,” Cameron handed the list over.

“So I’m supposed to buy her some noodles and a book and sit around listening to girls who can’t play their instruments right?” Jude remarked sardonically.

“Have you ever been to Club Skunk? Her favorite band is playing there tomorrow night,” Marcus answered, and Jude’s face paled.

“I cannot be caught at Club Skunk, alright?” Jude pursed his lips into a thin line.

“But she’ll be there, she’s got tickets,” Cameron pushed back.

“Assail your ears for one night,” Marcus joined in, and Jude caved.

Dear lord what had he gotten himself into.

˚ ✧ ˚

Jude arrived at Club Skunk, not quite believing that he was spending his evening at a club full of girls. He pushed his way through the crowd, the music growing louder the further he got into the club.

Eventually he spotted Y/n, who was dancing in a black spaghetti strapped satin dress. He smiled at the sight, and stared as Y/n began laughing with a friend.

He found himself fixated on her, this was a side of Y/n he had never once seen revealed before. And he liked it.

His dark doe eyes filled with adoration as Y/n smiled brightly and cheered when the song changed, before he came to his senses and went to the bar, knowing she would eventually come there.

“Bellingham! What are you doing here tonight?” Huxley, the bartender, greeted. He knew Jude and his mates from his days at the local pub.

“Oh you know, just here for the girl,” Bellingham grinned, then asked for water.

A good few minutes later, Y/n came up to the bar, asking Huxley for 2 waters. As she stood there waiting she glanced to the side, noticing Jude sitting at a stool, inconspicuously staring at the band on stage.

She immediately frowned, and after paying for the drinks she approached him.

“If you’re planning on asking me out again you might as well get it over with,” She said loudly, barely audible over the noise of the club.

“Do you mind? You’re kind of ruining this for me,” Jude said right as she finished talking, and Y/n raised her eyebrows in disbelief.

“Your lips aren’t as chapped as they usually are,” Y/n noticed, changing the subject.

“I know, I started using chapstick, it was about time I got a tube,” Jude replied, continuing to act nonchalant when he knew he was an imposter in this club.

“You think?” Y/n laughed, her eyes focused on Jude’s mouth.

“You know these guys are no Bikini Kill or the Raincoats,” Jude remarked, bringing up other musicians he knew Y/n liked, adding “But they’re not bad,” before he stood up and started walking away.

Y/n’s smile stuck to her face, but it was a puzzled one, she stood fixated to her spot for a second before she ran to catch up to Jude.

“You know who the Raincoats are?” She demanded, her eyes squinted in puzzlement.

“Why, don’t you?” Jude shot back, pretending as if it was the most obvious thing in the world for him to know who they were.

A series of fed up expressions crossed Y/n’s face, and Jude proceeded to keep talking as the song currently played ended.

“You know I was watching you out there,” Jude commented, his voice straining to be heard over the music, “I’ve never seen you look so sexy,” The second part came out just as the song finished, and the whole club heard and began laughing.

Y/n let out a chuckle, beaming at Jude. Jude’s head leaned low, and for a moment it seemed like he was about to kiss her before he pulled his head a bit back.

“Come to Bogey’s party with me,” Jude suggested, and Y/n moved her head from side to side.

“You never give up, do you?”

“Was that a yes?” Jude asked, voice loud again as a new band started playing.

“No,” Y/n shouted, walking away.

“Was that a no?” Jude yelled after her, keeping his gaze focused on her as she disappeared into the crowd.

“No!” Y/n replied, and Jude’s lips pulled upward into the largest smile he’d ever had.

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[think-like-a-poet]

Is anyone interested in reading about football players. After the euros I just really got in the mood to write for some, but don't know if people like to read it

Players I like to write for

Phil Foden

Nathan Ake

Xavi Simons

Micky van de Ven

Arda Güler

Kenan Yildiz

Nico Williams

Rodri hernandez

Alvaro Morata

More by request

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[mchlgayser]

FLINCH!

starring: jude bellingham x female!reader

warning: slight mentions of reader past's relationship, very angsty but with a fluff ending & not proofread

author's note: im a big fan of how this turns out, so good, better than what i had in mind tbh, didn't mean to make jude so red flag in here but things happened lmao.

song suggestion: tv by billie eilish

It was nighttime, past midnight, the clock strike two in the morning but still no signs of your boyfriend. You are well aware of the celebration party his manager arranged for him and the guys after they won an important match this evening but one thing that you don't get is that. For this long? He was out for all day, his match supposedly ended at 21:00 and now it's almost 03:00.

You are getting furious, partially worried and anxious, if you could drive his other car, you would have already done it hours ago revving to the club he's at but the problem is you don't drive. Your boyfriend never let you to.

Your body slumping on the leather couch, eyes boring glare on the door waiting and waiting.

The constant loud knocks on the door brought you back to life, grabbing your phone from the coffee table to see that it was now 4:03 in the morning. How furious you grew after that dashing to the door

His body immediately stuck on you like glue, his hands on his side as he rested his chin over the shoulder, you see Gio over the door 'Thanks for bringing him back.' You said, he nodded 'Try to convince him to go home but you know how he is..' You rolled your eyes 'Yeah, stubborn. Still thanks again, have a good night.' You closed the door after, bringing Jude back to your room which you silently pray for it to magically be on the first floor so that you won't have to drag him all the way.

Only a few steps up and you already gave up, he was giving up his weight on you, and your legs gave up, so you threw him down as he groan and sighed with a small smile 'You should just sleep here, I think.'

Give him a small fluff blanket, you draped it over his curled-up figure and undo some of his buttons 'Night.' You left after that having your best time sleeping on the king sized bed alone.

-

The next morning, Jude woke up feeling sort of discomfort and throbbing all over, his whole body is aching in pain and so is his head, probably the hungover from last night's event. His eyes are blurry, looking around but his neck are too sore for him to even twist it around. A couple of minutes has passed, he gained visions and now stunned seeing himself, sleeping on the stairs, not sleeping on his bed is one thing, no pillow is one thing.

His eyes averted to the living room, seeing you with a bowl of cereal in hand, your eyes were fixated on the movie that was playing. He tried getting up but he ended up falling back. He groaned in frustration 'Hey Y/n! Why am I sleeping here?' But you ignored him.

He grew frustrated getting up forcefully and went up to you 'Y/n? I'm talking to you.'

'Jeez, you are so loud for someone with a throbbing headache, leave me alone Jude.' He grab the controller from the table and switched off the tv 'Hey!' You growled, trying to get back but he silenced you with a side glare 'Stop it I-' He drops the controller, his head is aching in so much pain

You rolled your eyes, 'Take this pill.' He yanked it from you and you scoff 'What a jerk you are.' He sighs 'Leave me alone.'

'Nah uh, I said that first, you leave me alone, Jude.' You pointed out and sit back down.

-

The rest of the afternoon you've been ignoring him, well it's not like he's not ignoring you too. You do your stuff staying on the living room whilst he stayed in the room, '...Hey.' You heard him say, you noticed him from the corner of your eye but didn't budge 'C'mon Y/n, you can't stay mad at me forever?'

'Watch me.'

'Look I get it, I came home late last night but it's not like it was all the time right? Am I not allowed to have fun now? Do you think you can keep me in cage here forever? Come on, have some common sense.' You scoff 'This is so irrelevant, Oh my God! Go on have all the fun you want and come back every day at 04:00! You know what, I'm not even gonna complain! Go! Go partying, get drunk whatever, I don't even care anymore...' Your breath are rigid, out of breath, your chest violently bounced up and down

He huffed in disbelief 'Sometimes, I think it's better if I just don't go home at all you know, I'm so tired of your constant yelling and annoying rants, You are always onto me, pointing my mistakes, being absolute burden! This issue of yours I'm fucking tired of it! I'm tired of these pointless arguments! I'm tired of you!' Every spiteful word that are coming out of his mouth are like a knife, slashing into your heart multiple times.

His angry exhales, it was scary, reminiscing all your horrendous memories of your past. You eyes moist with warm tears cascaded your cheeks, it was hard to contains and you ended up crying a bit despite wanting to look tough

He sighed feeling frustrated at himself, it was't his intention to say such things, he was just mad that you've been ignoring him and not to mention the hungover from last night haven't yet subsided. He bring his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose but your next actions instantly brought tears to his eyes, he was shuddering in mistrust

Both of your hands are now in front of your face guarding it, your whole body fell to the floor as you yelped, your figure are in a major trembling state. He was stunned, could't be able to move 'Y/n...Did you...?' He was so out of words. Not once, never once this would cross his mind, the day you would become scared of him. In this poor shattering state. All because of him.

His hand wanted to hold out for you but he restrained himself, turning heels and left the house grabbing his jacket and slammed the door. You try muffling your sobs but the moment he left, you could't helped but wail and sobs like a broken child. You began hating yourself for this. How could you?! How could you think he would ever hit you?! But you could not helped it, your body acts on its own. You are too scared because of the argument.

You brought your knees to your chest hug it and cry, you don't know how fast time flies but Jude came home again, you are still in the same position but you are sleeping. His eyes soften nearing your structure and picking you up, how saddening it is for him to see you in this puffy-eyed state, cheeks stained with tears, lips bleeding slightly. He gently puts you to bed and tucked you in giving your temple and the tip of your nose a chaste kiss.

He was about to leave, ready to take the guest room to sleep but you hold his hand, your eyes barely opened but he could see that it was reddish and swell 'Hey...' He croaked, tucking one strand of your hair behind your ear. He was cautious as he sat beside you by the edge of the bed with your hand still holding his.

He was hesitant 'I'm sorry babe, I didn't mean what I said, at all. I'm just... Mad because you ignored me but I understand. You can stay mad as long as you want, I'll make it up to you, months, years, decades and forever so please don't leave me.' You hold tightens, sending him a small lazy smile 'No I'm sorry Jude, I know you won't hit me it's just... I think I'm being paranoid. You know how shitty my past relationships are.' He adjusted the hold, hands now entangling

'And I promise not to make you feel that way anymore, from today onwards, no sorrow for you. At least not from me. I won't treat you like they did. I won't became the asshole and treat you like an object. You are one kind of treasure. That one that needs to be held carefully so it won't break. I promise to take a better care of you.' He boops your nose and smile giving you a long kiss on the head and hugs your form

'Come on, sleep with me.' He get under the bed beside you, his body facing you with one arm stretching out and tucks it under your head and the other arm resting on your waist caressing it. Your head against his broad chest and hugging him close to you, closing your eyes with a contempt sigh 'I love you Jude.' Her hums, kissing the top of your head and murmur; 'I love you too babe.'

[konigsblog]

something...ANYTHING about graves. I need that southern mouth on me somewhere ugh I will short-circuit.

adore ur writing, lovely!! <33

like i said, free use with graves is definitely something he's into. i mean, the opportunity to fuck your tight asshole while you cook dinner, making sure not to burn anything while he pulls your shirt up and gropes your soft tits with his large, calloused hands :( you mewl, holding back and biting moans as he fucked deeper into your hole. little cunt swallowing his girth whole, your slick and sloppy pussy coating his veiny shaft in your juices.

“tha's it, darlin'. what a good girl f'me, you just love bein' used by me, don't ya'? dirty fuckin' girlll.. sweethear', you're squeezin' 'round me so tightly.”

the head of his cock slapped against your womb once again, spurting ropes of potent cum into you and pulling out to admire the mess he'd made :( he gets so hard knowing he has his cum oozing out of you, especially when you continue to do tasks in the same panties, now cum-soaken and stained. your dripping cunt a whole mess and your hips left with indents from his tight grip. :(

[upindreamland]

Hard Launch - Mason Mount & Twin!Brother Phil Foden

boyfriend!mason mount x fem!reader x twin!brother phil foden

Summary: It’s your birthday and what better way to celebrate then to tell the whole world about the person who makes you the happiest.

Warnings: None

AN: In honor of Phil Foden’s birthday I made this cute little instagram imagine. I hope you enjoy!

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yn_foden

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yn_foden: happy birthday to my number 1 since the womb! Phil thanks for being the best big brother (even though it’s only by 5 minutes). It’s been an amazing ride with you. It’s been an honor watching you grow and accomplish all these things we talked about when we were younger. I love you so much

philfoden: Dang who is that fine young lad? 

↳ yn_foden: definitely not you 😊

philfoden: I love you too little sister. I can’t believe you’ve grown up so quickly

↳ yn_foden: 🙄 we’re the same age Phillip. 

mancityfan: Young Phil was so cute. Thank you Y/N for posting these!

↳ yn_foden: anytime

england: happy birthday to our favorite set of twins!! 

jackgrealish: HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N (my favorite Foden)

↳ yn_foden: jackgrealish thank you Jackyboy 

↳ philfoden: jackgrealish HEY! what about me??

↳ jackgrealish: philfoden you didn't let me have a piece of cake

↳ philfoden: jackgrealish ohh whatever

masonmount: can’t wait to celebrate 🎉 ❤️

↳ masonfan: masonmount a red heart???? What the heck

↳ yn_foden: masonmount ❤️❤️❤️

↳ philfoden: yn_foden OMG IS IT HAPPENING

↳ yn_foden: philfoden SHHHHHHH

↳ masonfan: philfoden i think I might pass out

mancity: That last picture though 💙. Happy birthday Y/N and Phil!!

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yn_foden

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yn_foden: life recently! ft. my birthday. 

Thank you all for the birthday wishes I appreciate them all 🫶

tagged: masonmount

user_2: WHAT THE FUCK. THEY'RE DATING??

masonmount: I love you Y/N

↳ yn_foden: I love you too Mason. Thank you for making me the happiest girl ever 

↳ masonfan: masonmount  dang he’s really off the market 

user_3: This was definitely not on my bingo card 

philfoden: FINALLY!!!! It’s only taken 2 years to post this!!

↳ yn_foden: oh shut up

↳ fan_1: 2 YEARS?? They’ve been together for 2 years and we didn’t even know 

philfoden: ALSO, why that picture Y/N?? You promised to never show it again 

↳ randomuser: I know what my new profile picture is going to be now 

↳ yn_foden: randomuser DO IT!!!!

jackgrealish: cutest couple ever!! Please just keep the PDA down now that you’re public 

↳ masonmount: jackgrealish no promises 😏

judebellinghman: MY PARENTS. I love you guys

↳ yn_foden: judebellinghman my favorite son! Thanks for the birthday present btw

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AN: That's it! I hope you enjoyed. Feel free to come talk to me or request something. Feedback is always appreciated

[sp4ceqtown]

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You belong to me - Phil Foden

You and Phil had been dating for a few months now, and things were going great. You both were attending a party together, and you were having a good time socializing and meeting new people. Phil had gone to grab some drinks when you felt someone tap your shoulder.

You turned around to see a guy standing there, a smirk on his face.

"Hey, gorgeous," he said, leaning in a little too close.

You tried to back up, feeling uncomfortable. "Um, hi," you said, looking around for Phil.

The guy didn't seem to take the hint. "So, what do you say we get out of here and have some fun?" he said, winking at you.

You were about to respond when Phil suddenly appeared, holding two drinks. He handed you one with a smile before turning to the guy.

"Hey, man, what's up?" he said, his tone friendly but with an edge to it.

The guy looked a little taken aback. "Uh, just talking to your girl here," he said, gesturing towards you.

Phil's grip on his drink tightened. "Yeah, I can see that," he said, his voice low.

"But she's not interested, so why don't you back off?"

The guy raised his hands in a placating gesture. "Hey, man, no problem," he said, before quickly making his exit.

You watched him go, feeling a little shaken. You turned to Phil, who was still looking at the spot where the guy had been.

"Thanks," you said, putting a hand on his arm.

Phil finally turned to you, his expression softening. "Don't mention it," he said, leaning in to kiss you.

"Just wanted to make sure he knew who you belonged to."

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Author's Note :

there aren't enough Phil Foden imagines 🥹 i have another imagine that's ready to be posted but i will probably post it later.. requests will be really appreciated<3

- Megi.

[paucubarsisimp]

i’m gonna do:

◆ Pablo Gavi

◆ Jude Bellingham

◆ Mason Mount

◆ Pedri

◆ Pau Cubarsi

◆ Hector Fort

◆ Alejandro Balde

◆ Ferran Torres

◆ Phil Foden

[cherrynflowergarden]

red ribbon in the hair + trent alexander-arnold💋

trent loves when you do this hair. he loves how you would gently comb his hair before making the perfect braids ever known to mankind. he swears your hands are magical because helloo how do you make better braids than him????? trent definitely feels sleepy when you do his hair. not his fault it's just tooooooo pleasant.

i miss his long hair era sm omg ���️

[julianalvarez9]

this video made my whole year

[hendolish]

omg im the anon that requested the foden/bellingham one and you made it so cute, thanks!!! i saw this pair some time ago and thought why not request them :)), would love more stories about them 🥺

phil foden/jude bellingham | sands of time ♡

The soft glow of the early morning sun filters through the curtains of their hotel room. Amid the calm surroundings, the gentle whisper of the waves against the shore can be heard, a tranquil melody that seems to set the mood for the day.

Jude, ruffling his unruly hair with a yawn, stretches his lean frame across the double bed, savouring the rare moment of serenity before the hustle of the day begins. For Jude, these moments with Phil are like a breath of fresh air in the whirlwind of football and fame. Their relationship is a delicate dance, a secret they keep close to their hearts, away from the prying eyes of the press and the watchful gaze of the fans.

Phil, in a T-shirt and a pair of faded shorts, rubs the sleep from his eyes before shuffling out of bed. He's greeted by a view of the pristine beach outside the window, and the prospect of a day filled with relaxation.

With a lopsided grin, Phil jumps onto the bed beside Jude, prompting the younger man to startle in surprise as the mattress dips beneath his weight. "Morning, sunshine.”

Jude chuckles, his voice still rough with sleep as he moves to grab his phone from the bedside table, his muscles aching. "Is it really morning yet? Feels like I was playing footy just a few hours ago."

"Well, that's because you were," Phil retorts playfully, pulling Jude closer to him. "But today, no footy. We've got the whole day to ourselves."

Jude rests his head on Phil's chest, basking in the warmth of their embrace. "What's on the agenda, then?"

A mischievous glint sparkles in Phil's eyes as he brushes his lips against Jude's earlobe. "How about we start with a lazy breakfast and then hit the beach? We can build sandcastles, just like the kids do."

Jude laughs, a rich, melodious sound that fills the room. "You've got a wild imagination."

"Only when I'm with you, babe," Phil replies with a wink, planting a gentle kiss on Jude's temple.

The two slip out of bed and dress in casual beachwear, their playful banter echoing through the hallways as they make their way to the dining area. Their arrival is met with grins and raised eyebrows from their fellow teammates, who share knowing glances. No one knows about the secret romance that has blossomed between the pair, but their closeness hasn't gone unnoticed.

Over a hearty breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast, the lads exchange light-hearted stories and banter, the air filled with togetherness and affection after a reassuring win for their Euros campaign. Jude and Phil steal secret glances at each other, their connection palpable to anyone who knows where to look.

Soon, the sun is high in the sky, casting a shimmering path across the azure waters of the sea. Jude and Phil walk closely along the golden sands, occasionally dipping their toes into the cool waves. The world melts away, leaving just the two of them, lost in the warmth of their shared moments.

As they sit down and begin constructing an extravagant sandcastle, their laughter floats on the breeze, mingling with the sound of the sea. Jude looks up at Phil, his eyes filled with fondness. "This... this is perfect, isn't it?"

Phil stops shaping a turret and turns to Jude, a soft smile gracing his lips. "Yeah, it really is. It's moments like this that make everything worth it."

The waves continue to roll in, and the world spins around them. In their own little haven, amidst whispers of waves, laughter, and love, Jude and Phil find solace in each other's arms, etching precious memories into the sands of time.

♡

[vickwrites]

I’ll post a couple requests today but how would you feel if i added a couple footballers on my writing list 🤔

[mchlgayser]

hi lovely! do you write for erling haaland? If yes, can you write anything fluffy (maybe even smutty) about him and pregnant reader? 💗

𓂃⭑ᜊ: NINE MONTHS ft erling haaland

𓂃⭑ᜊ an: HELLO LOVE! This is my first time writing for haaland so I hope it was okay xx. But as I inform on my pinned post, I don't do smut, that is due to a lack of experience(?) and not comfortable. So sorry but hope you enjoy this ૮₍⑅˶•▿•˶⑅₎ა

𓂃⭑ᜊ content warning: none

The rain pit-pattering against the window, the lighting strikes illuminating the starless night, thunders rumbling creating sounds inside the empty and cold house. You sat on the one-sitter couch near the balcony window reading a book, Behind Closed Door by Miriam Halahmy.

One hand, you're holding onto the book whilst your other hand is on your bump, caressing it gently. Halfway through the book, your eyelids grow heavier, feeling yourself craving for a deep sleep, perhaps a short wink. You put the book down adjust yourself on the couch, and drape the blanket over your figure to minimize the cold you are having.

Haaland on the other hand is already on his way home, the shotgun sit is full of a bunch of different snacks, chips, and chocolates. His car made its way inside your residence's car porch and he made his way out, bringing bags of sweets as he run over the heavy rainfall. He puts the bags down searching for his home keys.

He unlocked the door and immediately put the stuff on the kitchen island top, he walk all over the first floor looking for you but you are nowhere in sight. He treads his way upstairs to the second floor living room and found you near the balcony, sleeping.

Your head slumps against the headrest uncomfortably, your two hands guarding your bump, he walks closer, realizing that your body is shuddering in cold because of the blanket only made half way through you.

'Hey.' He started out to wake you up but you did't moved, your snoring only gets a bit louder making him almost laugh but he holds it back not to startle your sleeping form so he gently picks you up, one hand over your neck and the other at the back of your knees. He cradles you to bed and tucked you in

'I love you.' He confesses, bringing his face closer to peck the tip of your nose, Haaland offed from the bed to shower but you held his wrist 'Where are you going?' You slur out, one eye open to gaze at him before closing it back 'To shower love, I'll be back yeah?' You let a frown, and pout deepen 'Don't need to. Sleep now!' You please with two for eyes, he gently pulled your hand off and tucked it in back inside the duvet 'Gonna be back, right?' He began treading but stops abruptly when he heard a sniffle, he flinches head turning back to your figure, your arm covering your eyes as you cry, you take the near plushie and throw it to him 'I hate you! You won't coddle me anymore because of my bump!' You assumed, crying louder.

Haaland feels both bad and funny to see you cry over the smallest thing, he knows it's the pregnancy effect, you didn't mean it so he didn't partially feel bad but amused. He walks closer to you scooping you up and placing you on his lap 'Come on, you know I love your bump, it's cute. I wanted to shower because I feel sweaty, I stink you know?' You take him by the neck to pull you closer 'You are not! Just sleep with me! Kai needs you!' You accused the baby in your belly, it was a name you came up with for the baby but wasn't his real name, just a temporary name.

He finally let an amusing laugh, cradling your structure close to his broad chest and smiling 'Alright love, let's get to bed. Kai needs it don't you think?' You hum, still not letting go.

He put you on your side of bed whilst he goes to his, arms over your waist and hip 'Sleep yeah?' You bopped, he kiss the top of your head, one hand bringing up to stroke your hair gently while the other use to soothe you to sleep.

[konigsblog]

Oh my goood yes graves would be totally that asshole who gets off on seeing you all submissive :(( also i'm pairing this up with controversially young wife reader because at this point it's a must :(

he's a very dominant man in daily life so don't blame him on the way he growls and feels his cock harden and balls twitch at seeing you all dolled up and teary and innocent :((

Your big glossy eyes looking up at him, pretty tits on full display and begging him to do something, to please breed you and get you all nice and heavy and marked as his

watching your below him, eyes glossy and glistening in the light. watching the tears roll down your cheeks, your mouth stuffed full of his large, drooling cock. tongue coated in cum, the salty taste against your tongue, whining around his girth. “good girl, that's it, doll.” his southern charm making arousal pool at your cunny.

soaked and wet cunt being stretched out with his thick, fat cock. leaking his potent semen into your hole wanting nothing but to trap you and watch as you swell with his babies. :(

[yeahxsurexokay13]

cat's outta the bag, lando norris

summary: after lando's win with y/n back in the mclaren garage, fans now have to go back to getting used to not seeing the actress and the driver together anymore... or not.

warnings: the 'monaco may gala' is made up, as everyone would've guessed. and i think that's it really.

this is part 2 to ideal weekend requested by @maysofi and @nan-lzzn. not sure if it's just me not knowing how to work tumblr or what but i couldn't reply to your comments /: but here you go!! hope it lives up to your guys' expectations x

y/n.y/l

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15 May 2024

ynupdates

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ynupdates 📸 | New pictures of Y/n this morning. Apparently she flew home from Italy with Lando and Oscar, who raced in the Italian Grand Prix yesterday.

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20 May 2024

mclaren

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mclaren An elite squad backing the papaya brigade at Monaco GP 🧡

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26 May 2024

lando.jpg

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lando.jpg Cat's outta the bag part 2

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