#football prompts

[lustrexia]

tw: nsfw, breeding, minors dni.

— Jude Bellingham’s Size

• Unapologetically big. And thick too, he just knows it, he has a big dick. Maybe it has some veins too.

• It's difficult for you to fit his dick in your hands, you will need to use two hands if you want to suck him off or give him a blowjob.

• Big bulge, even bigger when he's horny. He'd smile at you knowingly when he catches you staring, he knows.

• He loves it when you choke on it, or when you try to deepthroat; because you can't, it's so thick you can barely fit it in your mouth, and it stretches your lips lewdly.

• Maybe it’s the fact that it makes a bulge on your stomach when he’s deep inside of you, or maybe that he insists of going in raw, you don’t know what it is about him, but it gets you filled up and satisfied at the end of the day, so you let him fuck you knowing that he will probably get you knocked up.

• Ever wanted to be stretched and bred hard by a big cock? He’d be the one to do it. He’d talk you through it, saying you should just lay down and take it.

[piastrishelmet]

early mornings with gavi¡ ღ

warnings; hi no warnings just enjoy this fluff (can you guys tell i love fluffs)

💌; thank you for all the love i've been receiving i'm actually so happy like what 🥺

↺as a light sleeper, gavi hates the sound of the alarm ringing nonstop in the morning. that's why most of the times it's your job to turn it off while he decides to hide on your neck.

" —turn that thing off before i throw it out the window. "

↺gavi changes his position a LOT on his sleep, so if you wake up before him you will probably find him wrapped in blankets meanwhile you are freezing<\3.

↺he loves afirmation words early in the morning while you caress his back drawing circles, he says it makes the start of the day better. ( isn't he a cutie like shut up )

↺you get his deep morning voice and oh my god.

↺even if you complain about the weather being too hot to cuddle, you will find him next morning all wrapped around you, with an arm lazily resting on your waist and one of his legs over yours.

↺he always will try to wake you up in the softest way possible, giving small kisses to the back of your neck and your cheeks.

and maybe sometimes you just pretend to be asleep for a little longer. just maybe.

↺having the urge to kiss the little pout he does when he's asleep.

↺discovering gavi sometimes talks on his sleep and him being embarrased about it next morning, scared to say something stupid.

↺laughing at gavi's messy hair and gently brushing it off his face. or him being too sleepy and confused about why are you laughing.

↺" —gavi, are you awake yet? "

" —no. "

" —you're going to be late.. "

" —i'm sleeping. "

↺him pulling you both under the blankets and giving you little goodmorning kisses. or that's how he calls it.

↺having silly morning arguments and accusing gavi of snoring and gavi acussing you of taking all space in bed.

↺fighting for who goes shower first and who gets more extra time in bed EVERY day. or gavi acting grumpy whenever he doesn't get the extra time.

↺sleepy smiles and floppy lazy kisses¡

↺gavi having pillow marks all over his cheek and you tracing them while he looks at you.

" —good sleep? "

" —mhm. "

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 173

Danny might have made a mistake. On one hand, thankfully, his class hasn’t realized he’s Phantom, which is good. On the other hand, he’s somehow become their arms dealer after maybe, just maybe er, being done with Skulker’s shit when he was just trying to do his test and er… maybe beating him to a pulp. As Danny Fenton. 

Well, the good news is apparently everyone now thinks that he doesn’t fight back lest he accidentally snap someone’s spine. Which is honestly kind of nice to not have to deal with the harassment anymore. 

How has he become the fenton technology arms dealer though?! Legitimately, he has no idea how it happened except for sleep deprivation and someone mentioning how one of the places that they might be going to for the field trip was Gotham. 

At least everyone has their weapons and knows how to use them when some sort of clown-masked people decide to break into the mall and attempt to take them hostage. So. He guess he can’t complain, and at least he got food that doesn’t come alive in exchange. 

[gavisfanta]

18 w pedri please 🙏🏼

HAIR STYLIST - PEDRI

Doing these prompts, you can write a request by saying which number and a player i should write it with.

day 18 - brushing your hair

"Why are you taking so long?" Pedri yelled from your bedroom. He was waiting for you since about an hour. Meanwhile an hour ago you told him that you were going to shower and get ready for bed.

Clearly he was frustrated when he thought that you'd take about ten minutes. You snickered a little to yourself as you applied some oil to your hair.

"You just be patient." You yelled back since the bathroom was right next to his room. After that you heard some ruffling and the next second Pedri walked into the bathroom and stood behind you.

You looked at him through the mirror while you ran your fingers through your still wet hair.

"That takes you one hour?" Pedri looked at you and took a step to your right to look at you.

The way Pedri kept looking at you with his mouth slightly open just made you smile. He knew that he had that affect on you.

"Doesn't it hurt to have your arms like this the whole time?" Pedri wondered and put his hands to his head.

You shrugged your shoulders and then grabbed a hairbrush. "Yeah but I still have to comb it, blow dry it and then comb it again so-" You shrugged your shoulders once again and he let his hands fall down to his thighs.

"Your arms are gonna hurt like crazy." Pedri looked at you and all you coukd do was look at him while you started ro comb your hair from the ends.

"You know I do this every third day." You gave him a look.

"Yeah but I never really saw what you do because I'm either cooking for us or in the bed waiting for you to finish up." Pedri leaned against the counter and watched you.

"Well you said you love my hair like this" Pedri looked at you for a couple of seconds after you said that and then straightened his posture.

"Let me do it for you" He grabbed the dyson blow drier from the counter and stood behind you, however, before he could've turned it on you turned to face him.

"You're not gonna burn my hair, thanks though." You smiled nicely while taking the dyson out of his hand.

"I'm not gonna set your hair on fire, don't worry." He reassured you and you looked at him for a couple of seconds. He looked genuine, so you gave it back to him and turned around to look at him in the mirror.

The quiet noise of the dyson was heard as Pedri started blow dry your hair from the top while he grabbed your hairbrush from your hand.

A smile crept on your face as you watched him through the mirror and noticed how concentrated he was. He made sure not to pull your hair with the hairbrush so he was gentle until you said something.

"You have to apply a bit more weight onto that hairbrush or else it's doing nothing." You smiled as he made eye contact.

He nodded his head and then went through your hair with it again while still pointing the blow drier towards the back of your head. "Like this?" He asked.

"Mhm" You hummed while your lops curved up into a smile. He looked so adorable when he concentrated onto something.

He dried your hair pretty well, he then eventually asked you to turn around so he could dry the front parts of your hair.

You smoled the whole time as you looked him in the eyes. He however didn't make any eye contact since he was still looking at your hair.

Pedri however noticed the way you looked at him and sometimes he quickly flashed his eyes to yours and that only to leave him with a huge smile on his face too.

After he was done he put down the dyson onto the counter again and grabbed your hips with both hands.

He turned you around and then combed through your hair again now that it was dry. After he put down the hairbrush he pushed you closer to the counter and stood very close behind you.

His right hand moved up to your hair to expose the left side of your neck, he then hid his face in the crook of your neck while his hands wrapped around your waist.

You smiled as you put your hands over his and he started leaving sloppy kisses along your neck.

"I did such a good job." He lifted his head again and took a step back. You turned around and looked back at the mirror before turning to face him.

"You did an awesome job amor." You took a step closer to him and wrapped your hands behind his neck while his hands pulled your hips closer to himself.

"We should do this more often." He suggested to which you only nodded. Who could say no to spending even more time with him?

[finemealprompt]

DP x DC Prompt #56

Clark Kent was in the locker room, the last one to finish getting ready for the football game against Smallville's rival: Amity Park.

That's when a dark haired teen came sprinting in, looking around wildly before meeting Clark's eyes.

"Hide me!"

[fangirl-k8ee-ladyknight]

Is there/could there be a fic where

1) Roy takes the yoga mums to the charity gala after he’s been promoted to gaffer and just tells them it’s a work thing that he thinks they’ll have fun at and he buys them all glorious outfits and gets them a limo, the whole nine, and all they have to do is bid on Jamie for him.

2) Roy asks Jamie “do you trust me? Then have fun. Peacock. Pull an audible and tell the bidder they can pick the date. Enjoy your prick self.”

3) the mums buy his date and tell him he needs to wear clothes he can be *flexible* in and roy just tells Jamie to go with it.

4) date is just regular yoga night with Roy and the mums with wine (that Roy lets Jamie have TWO glasses of) and reality tv show watching and boy problem bitching and he has an absolute blast.

5) the mums “misunderstand” and make comments about how cute a couple they’d make all night.

Either pre-relationship or getting together.

[theresonly1u]

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[cher-rei]

afterglow- pt 2 [ T.A.A ]

pairings: trent alexander arnold × fem!reader

summary: young and aspiring marketing and business major jamie carter (you) is privileged with working alongside the liverpool marketing and public relations team while also getting entangled with their star player and right back, trent alexander arnold.

[wc: 2,1k] [part 1] [part 3] [part 4] [part 5] [part 6] [part 7] [part 8] [part 9] [part 10] [part 11] [part 12]

genre(s): friends?? to lovers, work romance, fluff

warnings: swearing

notes: guys I totally forgot that curtis has a girlfriend help💀 so I'm just gonna remove her completely and in here they're not together... it's for the plot I swear

"what the fuck?!"

"jamie!" your sister's voice echoed through the house to your bedroom that early wednesday morning. it was normal for her to scold at you whenever you swore anywhere near her. which was all the time seeing as the two of you shared an apartment.

you didn't bother apologising as usual though and sat up straight in your bed, your blankets dishevelled and a look of confusion plastered on your face. "no way," you gawked at your phone screen and ran your fingers through your hair to try and comprehend what had just happened.

"there's really no reason to be shouting at 7 in the morning." you brushed your sister's comment off, the older girl taking it as a sign to join you on the edge of your bed to see what had gotten you all riled up.

she let out a heavy sigh as she moved you over so that she could sit with you. "speak woman. I don't have all day."

you took a breath and turned to look at her, eager eyes staring you down for any sort of explanation you could give her. "Okay so basically I just woke up and obviously my first instinct is to check my insta and twitter notifications because I got a bunch."

she gave you a look. "which isn't anything new. probably just a few followers or something."

you pointed your index finger in her direction. "exactly. but then--"

you turned your phone in her direction, your twitter feed showing up. "--I saw that I was being tagged like crazy. only to realise that this whole liverpool pr thing is blowing up."

maya gave you another look. as if you to say 'what did you expect?'. she began to get up from the bed but you quickly caught her wrist and pulled her back down again, urging her to stay for the rest of the story.

"jamie," she sighed. "you have an entire fanbase, of course they're going to go crazy over something like this."

you shook you head. "that's what I thought. but then I decided to go check my instagram notifications because apparently..."

you turned your phone screen to maya, displaying your follower list and lo and behold right at the top, your most recents followers queued up.

"what the fuck?!"

you jumped up at your sister's reaction. "that's what I'm saying!"

jude bellingham was one thing. but the entire liverpool squad?? there was no reason for that to happen at all. you were just some random twitch streamer on the p.r team, nothing more.

was it because I kicked the ball on monday?? it was so because I kicked that ball on monday.

you weren't going back to the training center for a while though. there were too many errands to run and meeting to sit through. and today's meeting at 10 was sure to pile even more projects on your table.

the match on saturday against wolves was going to be a premier league match so a lot of preparation had to be done for the interviews. yesterday's meeting already gave you a headache so today was going to be something for sure.

"is jamie not coming in today as well?" curtis asked no one in particular while his eyes roamed the hallways, yet there was no sight of the girl anywhere.

from beside him, trent quirked an eyebrow and nudged his arm. "you're on a first name basis already huh? you work fast."

curtis scoffed at his comment, recalling mpnday afternoon's events all to clearly after jaimie had left. "hey I'm not the one who stalked all her socials the second she left."

"what?" trent raised his hands in defence. "she looked familiar so I had to check."

"who looked familiar?"

the two jumped up at the sudden question, their glares shot at dominik who had pushed in beside trent who only shook his head, not bothering to brush off dominik's arm that was slung over his shoulders.

"the new p.r girl," he answered and put his phone away.

"jamie?"

trent shot him a weird look and then to curtis who was smiling from ear to ear with an 'I told you so' look. "what so you're all just on a first name basis? how did that even happen?"

the conversation carried on until they got to the field and even during their warm-up session. but it still seemed off to trent who grew more an more confused whenever someone chimed in with an "are you talking about jamie?"

it didn't make sense to him. they barely knew her or had any decent conversations. what difference did asking about where she was from or how many siblings she had make? but either way, the team wondered why trent has such a big issue with it.

"did you guys know that jamie's a twitch streamer?"

"what the hell?" trent groaned in obvious frustration when ibou chimed in while they were doing their laps around the field.

"what? are you just going to call her 'ms carter' for the rest of your life?" ibou asked again with a low chuckle which got a small shrug from trent.

"obviously not. it's just that she's a staff member and has a job to do." he turned his head to look at curtis who seemed fed up either the mini lecture that he was getting, but he felt that it needed to be said.

"she's not here to be your friend or--"

"--I fully agree with you trent. I'm glad some of us have common sense," harvey retorted out of nowhere.

seriously. they didn't even know he was there. the smallest of the group was adorning a look of determination as he jogged alongside his teammates. one that screamed, 'I hate jamie carter.'

ibou scoffed from beside him. "oh shut up. you're just mad because she's taller than you."

the group couldn't hold back their laughter as they watched harvey go quiet, a look of defeat on his face as she shook his head to the side. he'd get her back. one day.

but with trent's issue, everyone's argument was that they were just trying to make her feel comfortable. and he could give them the benefit of the doubt there, he knew how fans tended to react to situations like this and their presence in general was probably a lot to her.

but there was no reason to be involved with her personally. okay so what if he was the first one to follow her on Instagram?? when dominik saw that he was stalking her account his first instinct was to take trent's phone and follow her, just to tease him.

but then everyone followed her so that was kind of pointless.

after a bit more back and forth banter curtis let out a sigh. "but either way, she's friends with jude in a way or something." he gave trent a cheeky smile and the right back couldn't help but roll his eyes, knowing very well where he was leading with this.

"and any friend of jude, is a friend of mine," he finished and put his hand on his chest causing ibou to laugh but oh boy he wasn't finished just yet.

curtis took a moment to clear his throat and looked behind their group to see dominik running along with darwin and cody, laughing about what ever.

"if this is like any movie I've watched, then someone is walking out with more than just a premier league trophy."

that earned him a harsh slap on the arm from ibou but he didn't care and instead ran up in front of trent, now taking the liberty to jog backwards to take him head on. "what do you say? are you going to keep that 'ms carter' thing up until she becomes mrs alexander-arnold"?

"boys!"

everyone immediately halted at the sound of virgil's voice booming from the front with robbo and salah. "am I going to have to chase you to make you run any faster?"

you sat in the meeting room that afternoon with your laptop in front of you and your attention drawn to the front where the projector was with the media teams director, marvin colesmen.

he was a a slender man no older than 40, with blonde hair that was styled to the side. he wore a polo shirt underneath his blazer with a very obnoxious pair of socks as well.

"regarding our performance, we're doing fairly well but there's much room for improvement. but let's all thank clara for the last minute camera replacement last week since the last one broke."

everyone at the table immediately turned to look at someone who you remembered to be shaun. all he did was roll his eyes, and judging by the death glares he was receiving he definitely broke that camera.

mental note: don't break anything. ever.

"ms carter?"

your head snapped to the front at the call of your name, a bubble of anxiety filling your stomach now that you were put on the spot.

"do you have any thoughts on anything I've said?"

thoughts?? I don't have any thoughts??

"uhm..." you sat upright in your chair as you trailed off to formulate a response. "I think that more attention should be drawn to the team's more laid back promotional content."

great answer.

marvin tipped his head to the side at the response in intrigue. "care to elaborate?"

not really.

you licked your lips as you thought. "coming from a supporter, the occasional training video and interview don't really attract attention."

you watched as marvin urged you on with a nod. "and I think we should expand our content to something more entertaining. it'll be more rewarding for them team that way as well, I'm sure they're tired of answering the same questions every other week," a small laugh left your lips but you immediately stopped.

the room was dead silent and the atmosphere was a little too hostile for your liking. it was obvious that everyone was waiting for marvin to either shoot you down mercilessly or agree with you. but the experience was nothing short of terrifying.

the director nodded his head and continued to mutter something to himself before sending you a smile. "I'm giving you a week to come up with entertaining alternatives. if you convince me enough, I'll give you what you need since you'll be with the team from next week onwards unless I need you. you'll be joining them on the trip to molineux saturday morning as well. I'm sure the fans wouldn't mind seeing you in the booth either."

what's that supposed to mean?

when the meeting was finally over you didn't waste a second and rushed to pack your things and get in your car. you needed to hurry if you wanted to miss the rush hour traffic but of course you were wrong and sat in the car for an extra 40 minutes. lovely.

by the time you got back home, you felt as if every bit of energy had be drained from your body. you dropped your keys onto the counter in front of the door and kicked off your shoes.

"jamie?"

you let out a groggy "yeah" and dragged yourself to the kitchen where your sister was finishing up supper. you didn't say much and took your usual seat on one of the barstools and rested your head on your arm.

"so," maya poked your head. "how was work?"

as an answer you gave her a mumbled run down of your day, and by the time you were done the only words she heard were "broken camera".

she let out a hum regardless to show that she was paying attention and continued to stir the pasta in the pan. "well a kid fell down the slide today. I know I'm the teacher but I still laughed."

you couldn't help but cough up a laugh at her sudden confession. you looked up at her with a smile and she slumped her shoulders. "I just hope no one saw."

by the time you had gotten out of the shower. finished your night routine and ate dinner you were surged with a sudden burst of energy and needed to get it out. after a bit of scrolling through your socials and interacting with your followers and a much-needed poll on instagram, you decided to start a twitch stream.

and boy did it lead somewhere.

[lustrexia]

for me dom!top jude is just >>>>>

(loved the one-shot xoxo)

tw: nsfw, minors dni

— Dom! Jude Bellingham

• He’s totally a Hard! Dom, he’s going to make you obey. Jude would even enjoy giving you commands he knows you can’t fulfill, it’s your desperation to do so that makes him really hard.

• Would use degradation rather than encouragement, he’d tell you how much he likes to use your defenseless body all the time, that you were practically made for being his. Or maybe he would say that you are practically asking for it, that you’re a slut. His slut.

• Jude does a have a thing for calling you a good girl/boy if you act right, but only if you behave. He’s going to deprives you of all praise if you choose to brat, he’d fuck that right out of you fast.

• Will take care of you, but he needs to train you first. Mean and domineering, like you need it.

• Even if you struggle and say no, he’d just taunt you saying “No isn’t a safe work”, all harsh. Jude would totally keep fucking you like he hates you.

• He’s really into his own cock bulging in your stomach. It’s like he’s claiming you, like your body is molding just for him. He totally owns you by that time.

• Bellingham would make you cum and keep going, overstimulating you just because he likes to hear you whimper. He’d use his tongue or his dick to do it, all aggressive and rough.

• Expects for you to obey instantly. You don’t? He already has a punishment planned for you then. Maybe he’d be extra rough, choking you, using his big hand to keep you in place while he uses your fuckhole, or maybe he’d slap your face, calling you degrading names.

• Brat Tamer.

At the end of the day, he’s a good dom. Aftercare his something you can really look forward to with Jude, he’d do everything in his power to take care of you after playing and using your body.

(…)

— Thank u anon! 🩷 I’m also really into him as a dom, it’s so hot… also oh my god his dick is so big in the middle Pic of this post I am going insane.

[crazy-fangirl2524]

Reading aftg makes me think maybe all those football fans aren’t crazy because I will do all those things and more for exy too

[imaginedreamwrite]

3 & 5 together make me think of "when you're trying to do something but your partner is feeling needy." Probably Alpha Steve & Bucky with Omega Bean.

Needy had found a new definition in Steve and Bucky. The two alphas who had each other the majority of their lives had turned their neediness onto you once you’d let your walls down enough to allow them in.

It didn’t seem to matter if you were studying or reading for your own enjoyment, Steve or Bucky would try and be by your side or in your lap. Often when you would be reading or studying, one of them would lift you from whatever you were sitting on just so they could be your new bed or chair.

“Just making sure you’re comfy, Bean.” Bucky had been the last to make you use him as a chair, draping you across his lap with a smile that nearly overshadowed his horniness.

“You look cold.” Steve would sit in front of you and press his chest to your knees, his arms wrapped around your calves. “Let me warm you up.”

“Read to us, Omega Bean.” Bucky would whisper in your ear, making a small request to hear your voice as if you could produce an autonomous sensory meridian response in them.

When the three of you left campus and found an apartment, their neediness never faltered. When Steve and Bucky began playing for the NFL, it had gotten more intense since they were gone for weeks or what seemed like months on end.

They were desperate to feel you, see you, catch a fresh breath of your scent or even just hear your voice. It was a mutual need, a mutual want that had flourished and thrived like the bond that held you together.

“I just want to feel,” Steve would whisper in your ear, his hand slipping underneath your shirt to rest his hand upon your growing bump, “our pup.”

“Growing every day,” Bucky would mumble under his breath, nosing along the protrusion of you belly with his eyes glimmering with pride, “we’re gonna have babies, bean!”

And then, the pivotal moment came when your pups were born. The moment arrived where your innocent and sweet little babes were swaddled and held tightly by their daddies.

“Baby beans,” Steve exhaled shakily, tears threatening to spill over, “Buck…we’re dads.”

“I know, punk.” Bucky, just as overtaken with pride, shared in the excitement. “Our cute little baby beans, and mama bean.”

[gavisfanta]

can you do 8 with gavi plz!!

p.s love love ur storyss they are sl good:)))

STAY - GAVI

Doing these prompts, you can write a request by saying which number and a player i should write it with. I do every prompt once so please check before requesting!!

day 8 - arguing with one another

Another exhausting day for Gavi ended when he finally went home. Everything he thought about in that second he stepped through the door was to cuddle with you and fall asleep.

However that dream of his was shortly ruined after he saw you smiling at your phone. That wasn't the main problem, you looked cute sitting on the sofa, giggling at your phone, it was almost like you were talking to someone.

"Hey babe" He smiled widely and went closer to you, at the point where he was even standing in front of you.

You didn't give him much attention, just looked up at him for a second and mumbled a short "hello".

Gavi would have gone in for a hug but he was to annoyed now. With that he left you there with a scoff, just as he wanted to go up the stairs he turned around again.

"You know I was excited to see you, but that's ruined now." Gavi shortly let you know and you stood up immediately to walk closer to him. Your brows knit together as you looked at him.

"Why are you mad now? I didn't do anything?" You asked, raising your voice a little bit.

"Yeah, except for not even giving me a hug when I come home. We didn't use to be like this Y/n." Gavi said and turned around but you stopped him.

"Gavi dont fucking walk away now. What do you mean we didn't use to be like this? We still love eachother right?" You asked him, while saying the last sentence your voice shaked a little bit.

"I'm not so fully convinced about you." He muttered and your jaw dropped.

"You think I don't love you?" You asked and he shrugged his shoulders as a response. "Woah, okay, because I tried everything to make you feel loved, but one time when i dont hug you when you come home I don't love you anymore? Did you forget that yesterday I literally waited in the doorway for you to arrive." You convinced him, his gaze softened as he looked at the floor.

"Who were you talking to then?" He raised his eyebrows, the soft gaze gone again as he looked up at you.

"Why do you care." You answered in a harsher tone than you had anticipated.

"I care because we're in a relationship if you havent noticed yet, its because I care for you. We used to tell eachother everything and now you cant even tell me who youre talking to?" Gavi pointed at himself with his hand while moving his head slightly forward.

"I care for you too, but you're seriously getting mad at me for not jumping up and hugging you the first second I see you?" You asked and took a step closer to him. Your blood basically boiling by how stupid he could be sometimes. You didn't yell at him, you're not much of a yelling person.

"Ah," Gavi scoffed and turned around once again, walking up the stairs to the bedroom. You tried to call for him to stop but he didn't listen. You followed him into the bedroom and stood in front of him while he changed his shirt.

"You don't need to distract yourself with me, don't worry, go on and talk to those other men." Gavi made a motion with his hand and your jaw dropped once again. Suddenly it was silent, Gavi expected an answer from you, it didn't come, every second that passed he thought to himself. "Now, in a second, when is the answer coming?"

It never came, and as he turned around to look at you, he saw you, staring at him with glossy eyes. "You think I am cheating on you?" You asked with a shaky voice. You turned your head away as you felt a few tears rolling down your cheeks. Having your boyfriend who you loved more than everything and anything think that you could even think about cheating on him is bad, but his basically telling to your face that he had caught you cheating even tho its not true is worse.

Suddenly everything in your body switched off, you calmed down, your pulse went down again and then it was just that tight feeling in your throat and that awful ringing in your ears.

"You know Gavi, I love you but it's so freaking hard sometimes." And with that you walked past him and out the door. Uncontrollable tears now streaming down your face.

Meanwhile Gavi was still stood in the middle of his room, looking at the door you went through. Just a few seconds later he heard the door being closed and then followed by your car turning on and driving away.

"Fuck." Gavi muttered under his breath as he threw back his head. He knew he had messed up, he knew damn well that he went too far.

The bad thing for him was that he had absolutely no idea where you went, he tried to call you but as awaited, you didn't pick up.

He was still a bit confused as to why you just wouldnt tell him who you were talking to, but he knew he had to make it up to you, he just didn't know how. yet.

Meanwhile you were already on the other side of Barcelona, sitting on your friends couch. Luckiky Mikky and you were home alone because Frenkie wanted to meet up with his friends.

So there you sat crying, the person who understood you the most patting your back and telling you that it was gonna be okay.

No matter how strong your bond with Gavi was, Mikky had a view of life he could never have. That was because Mikky and you had one major thing in common. That was dating a famous footballer.

She knew all the cons that came with it and she knew how to react. During the time of being with Frenkie for more than 10 years she learnt some things.

She was the one to calm you down when the press started blaming you for Gavi's bad game, she was the one to calm you down after Gavis fans started to hate on you just because you were in a relationship with him.

And you hated to even think about it but Gavi would have never been able to calm you down those times. He lived with it, they taught you to play under pressure in La Masia, they taught you to handle the hate, but what they didn't teach you in La Masia was how people around you feel, people that didn't grow up in the academy and don't know how to handle that.

That's why you immediately stopped crying as soon as you stepped into Mikkys house. "Should I make you a tea? I know you loved the berry one." She smiled while pointing at you and walking into the kitchen. You followed her and sat down on the other side of the island in her kitchen.

So you two kept chatting with the low rumbling of the boiling water in the background. And as soon as the water was hot enough, she poured it into a cup and gave you a teabag. You put the teabag into the hot water and then kept on chatting with her.

Immediately you forgot everything that happened to you, every word that was said between you and Gavi in the last hour.

That's what you loved about being friends with her, she made you forget all your worries. Not that Gavi was a worry for you, but it was good to get a break from the futbolista.

"Here, put some honey in it, it's way better than sugar." Mikky grabbed a jar of honey out of her cabinet and walked over to you with a spoon in the other hand.

"Thank you" You smiled after she stirred it in and went to sit down in front of you. The rest of the one hour that you spent at her place contained of you two gossiping about your friend group and of course the players.

There were always some stuff Frenkie knew and Gavi didn't, you two knew everything that happened because of the constant gossip sessions. Luckily Frenkie and Gavi didn't know about their girlfriends telling their news to the others girlfriend because you two thought of it better as a secret.

And after it was time for you to go, you said goodbye and soon found yourself infront of your house with the keys in your hand.

Stepping into the house and closing the door behind you, you didnt hear anything other than the fridge buzzing quietly and the bugs making those noises from outside

That was until you entered the upper floor and heard tiktok playing in the bedroom, all the lights were turned off so you had to move around in the dark.

As soon as you stepped into the bedrooms doorframe Gavi's eyes shot up at you from his screen. He didnt think for a second before standing up and walking over to you.

"I'm sorry for not telling you a proper hello and also hiding who I was texting to." You immediately began and he nodded his head. You knew you were in the wrong, you knew that you had made the mistake.

"It's okay." Gavi took a step closer to you and pulled you into a heartfelt hug. Your arms tightened around his body, the best part after a fight was always making up, that hug couldn't be replaced by anything. When you hold him again after you held a grudge against him for a couple of hours. The relieving feeling you feel when you realize that "Everything is gonna be okay." Gavi's words made you smile as he leaned down and kissed your cheek.

Maybe everything does always turn out fine.

[footballxixstars]

Kicking Baby • Erling Haaland

Child/Parent Prompt List v.2 • Number 8

“Mummy it kicked me. The baby kicked me,”

“Mummy it kicked me. The baby kicked me,” Your daughter got out sounding slightly astonished like she didn’t know that babies could move and kick in the tummy. To be fair she is only 4 so she probably didn’t however you have spoken about it before as it had happened before just not whilst she was leaning against your tummy. The baby had been moving around all day and it was slightly uncomfortable so you managed to persuade your daughter to sit down and watch a film together. She was lying down cuddling into you when the baby kicked her.  

“They’re saying hello to their big sister,” You gasped. Once again the baby kicked against your daughter's hands which were now on your tummy and she started giggling and just looked at you with amazement in her eyes.  

“Hi baby,” Your daughter giggled now patting your stomach as well to say hello to the baby. This made a smile come over your face and carefully you grabbed your phone to record this moment. From the moment you found out you were pregnant you were nervous about how your daughter would react to it because she was so used to having all of your and Erling’s attention however when you told her she was so excited and both you and Erling have made sure has been a part of it all not wanting her to be left out at all. Your daughter has loved going to the scans to see the baby and hearing the heartbeat and she’s even loved picking out a teddy and some clothes for the new baby. She is very excited and that is showing right now.  

Pulling you from your thoughts your daughter let out a screech but before you could warn her she had ran off to go and grab something. It wasn’t long before she came running back in with a couple of her own books in her hands and you were slightly confused because as much as she loves reading she would rather sit and watch a film like you were doing but now she had several books in her hands.  

“Are we going to read Bubba?” You questioned manoeuvring yourself so you were in a more comfortable position to read. Your daughter just shook her head as she bounced over to you and climbed onto the sofa placing the books next to her.  

“I’m going to read to the baby since they are awake,” Your daughter spoke picking up her favourite book and opening it up. Your daughter was only starting to learn to read so she couldn’t actually read it with the actual words and make it accurate however considering how much you and Erling had read it she could probably recite it word for word. Plus there were pictures so she could make it up.  

You just stayed there lying on the sofa allowing your daughter to ‘read’ the books to the baby and after taking a video of the moment you put your phone down and just enjoyed the moment. When your second child is born you know that there won’t be a lot of peaceful moments so you have to take it all in now plus this moment is actually adorable. As your daughter was reading you heard the front door open and you knew that Erling was home after training. That was how you could tell that your daughter was so engrossed in reading because usually she would sprint to the door to meet him but now she’s just reading.  

Keeping one eye on the door you watched and waited for Erling to come through and when he did you put your finger up to your lips telling him to keep quiet as you didn’t want him to disturb what was happening. He just nodded his head and pointed to the bedroom before disappearing. He was obviously going to change before interrupting the moment. Change into something more comfortable and sort himself out before your daughter wants his constant attention. After letting her know about her new baby sibling, she was excited but at the same time has become significantly clingier with you both probably knowing that she will have to share attention with the new baby so she’ll try to get it all now. It was nice but was also making you nervous about the new baby's arrival.  

“Hi,” You mouthed to Erling when he returned to the room after getting changed. He had this soft smile on his face and his hair was down flowing free around his shoulders allowing it to relax a bit after being up in a bun all day because of training. He loved being able to get home and just let his hair loose and so did your daughter who loved platting it and doing a bunch of different things to it. To be honest you were slightly jealous of his hair. It’s so soft and shiny and you adore just running your hand through it. You love it when it’s down as it usually means he’s relaxing and when he puts it up it’s to get it out of his face so he can do some sort of work and it’s usually never up unless your daughter has done it when he’s at home. You get to see it all lovely and free-flowing.  

“Hi,” He mouthed back as he walked closer. He placed a soft kiss against your temple before leaning down and grabbing your daughter and tickling her causing her to screech and let out a bunch of giggles whilst wriggling around trying to get out of Erling’s hold.  

“Daddy,” She squealed, and Erling stopped tickling her and actually cuddled her this time. She leaned into his arms and laid her head on his shoulders just cuddling into him. One of her hands crawled around his back to grab the ends of his hair which she ended up twirling around her fingers.  

“What have you been doing?” Erling softly asked her.  

“The baby kicked me,” She told him, smiling brightly. Her smile was the exact copy of Erling’s very own smile. It was mental how much she looked like Erling at times. Also, it was quite rude considering you carried her for 9 months and she has the audacity to look like Erling. Her eyes even crease in the same way his did when she smiles and laughs. It is adorable.  

“The baby kicked you,” Erling responded pretending to sound shocked by that and your daughter enthusiastically nodded her head and started rambling on and on about the baby and it kicking her before moving on to talking about god knows what. Erling listened intently to every word even if some of it made no sense whatsoever and even if some of the words she was speaking weren’t real words. He hung on to every word his daughter was saying, umming and ahhing and even asking a couple questions too which you think your daughter ignored because she was busy just rambling on whilst still twirling Erling’s hair around her little fingers.  

“I’m reading,” She eventually said interrupting her own little ramble before wiggling to get down. Once Erling let her down she ran to grab one of her books and sat next to you and began reading again. Meanwhile, Erling took a seat next to you on your other side and wrapped one arm around you whilst the other was resting possessively against your stomach just listening to your daughter trying to read the book. It was one of the rare and peaceful moments in this crazy household. Every now and then your daughter would look at you and Erling and you both would give her a smile so she would continue. It’s good to get her reading and it’s actually nice to listen to and see her improvement.  

“Our little family,” He whispered, rubbing your stomach and causing your child that was in your stomach to start kicking and moving around. It was a nice feeling especially with Erling’s hand there and Erling loved feeling the baby kick too. Like your daughter it made him included in the pregnancy, slightly anyway. Before you were able to say anything back to him your daughter had seemed to finish reading her book to your bump and apparently needed entertaining by a very specific person. Erling.  

“Daddy, I'm bored. Can I do your hair?” Your daughter begged pushing her book onto the floor. 

“You’re soon going to have two of them pulling you in a million different directions,” You chuckled when he gave you a look that said ‘please save me.’ He loves his daughter, he does, and loves playing with her and would honestly do anything for her however when she does his hair… it hurts. He’s actually shocked that he has as much hair as he does considering how hard your daughter pulls it. He will never say no to her though because your daughter thoroughly enjoys it and he loves anything that she does. 

“I can’t wait,” He replied kissing your temple and bump before moving to entertain your daughter whilst you stayed sitting on the sofa. This is your little family and you cannot wait for the adventure when the new baby arrives.

MASTERLIST | MORE HAALAND

[janeleclerc]

Could you do prompt 18 with Jude Bellingham, thank you ❤️❤️❤️❤️

18- “Why are you laying down in front of the Christmas tree like that?”

warnings: none just fluff!

Bored.

Jude was bored.

He did everything; wrapping last minute presents, adding extra decorations to the house, reading, watching a movie, playing games... but none of these activities had managed to get rid of the nagging feeling of boredom.

He ended up laying down in front of the Christmas tree, staring up at the lights and ornaments.

“Why are you laying down in front of the Christmas tree like that?” Y/N asked, walking into the room. Jude hadn’t realized that she walked in, her sudden presence startling him.

“Nothing, just bored and dunno what to do,” he mumbled.

“Hmm, well, do you fancy building a snowman?”

Jude’s ears perked up at the suggestion, slowly lifting himself from the floor.

So that was how Jude and Y/N ended up outside in the snow, attempting to build a snowman.

“Think we have any icicles around?” Jude asked as he started building the snowman’s body.

“Why would you need an icicle, chérie?” Y/N laughed.

“For the nose!”

“Carrots exist, y’know...”

“Yeah, but I want to be creative,”

Y/N looked up at Jude and smiled at him, admiring how cute he looked as he was focused on building the snowman.

“I can feel you staring, sweetheart,” he smirked. She rolled her eyes playfully and blushed, “Shut up,”

By the end of the day, Jude and Y/N had built a whole football team of snowmen, and also happened to have freezing bodies.

“It’s cold.” Jude stated once they entered back inside their house.

“Fancy a hot chocolate?” Y/N smiled.

“You bet,”

And that was how the two of them ended up drinking hot chocolate all night and watching Christmas movies, enjoying each other’s presence.

thank you for requesting! i hope you liked this, merry christmas :) ♥️☃️

[fallinforerling]

— “some like it hot ....”

a smut series prompt list.

warning: this series will consist of nsfw 18+ written content, based on the following smut prompts, that are not intended for minors to read. please be mindful of your own media consumption. you've been warned.

hello, my loves!

i’m beyond excited to announce my collaboration with my two amazing friends, @lettersofgold and @808heartz, on this new smut series.

the three of us sorted through 30 prompts and split them up to choose the ones that we’re opening up requests for on our own respective tumblr accounts. you can see who i write for here

: ̗̀➛ please note: only one request can be made for each prompt listed below. multiple requests of the same prompt will be turned down. i’ll be crossing out the prompts that have already been submitted.

underneath the cut, you’ll find my smut prompts:

☆ masturbation (for jude bellingham)

☆ dirty talk + toys (for jude bellingham)

☆ blowjob (for pedri gonzalez)

☆ oral sex (f receiving) (for erling haaland)

☆ morning sex (for mason mount)

☆ against the wall (for erling haaland)

☆ sex on a desk (for martin ødegaard)

☆ almost getting caught (for erling haaland)

☆ boring (sleepy sex) (for hector bellerín)

☆ sweet and passionate (for martin ødegaard)

☆ lingerie!kink (for rubén dias)

☆ teasing only (for rubén dias)

☆ jealous!ex (sex after a messy breakup) (for jude bellingham)

[effervescentdragon]

if you're still taking the one-word prompts... carraville + "easy"

for you, always 💕

"This is the stupidest idea ever," Gary mumbles to Scholesy, who slaps him on the head and clinks their glasses together at the same time and says, "Shuddup Gaz, Stevie is at least trying and he's the best of them dicks, so drink ya juice and fuckin' bond," and then he gets up and leaves, slapping Gary over the head once more, just because he can.

Gary rubs his head and watches him go over to the Arsenal cunts, and wonders if he can get Roy to give him and Phil, who's joined him in talking to the assholes, more laps to run if he tells him they consorted with the enemy when someone sits in the chair next to him.

"At least he didn't go to the blues," Carragher says in that annoying Scouse accent that Gary just knows he plays up whenver he talks at Gary and he rolls his eyes before he even knows he does it and asks, "Why are you here, Carra, what the fuck?" as he turns around to look at Carragher's stupid, smirking, annoyingly handsome-jawed face.

"I'm bonding with my teammate," Carragher says, nudging Gary with his elbow, "and look, you already called me Carra! That means the bonding is working," he says, clinking his glass against Gary's, and Gary really wants to break the glass over Carragher's bloody nose, but Becks and Giggsy both supported the idea when Stevie suggested it and Gary'll be fucked if he behaves worse than fucking Scousers, do he sighs and says, "The fuck we have to bond over with, Carra?"

Carragher beams at him and then leans in close, lowering his voice and saying, "Wanna bet how long'll it get one of youse to annoy a Chelsea cunt enough to start a fight," and Gary says "Twenty quid on Butty in the next fifteen minutes," before he can even think about it and Carragher laughs, a full belly loud laugh that makes everyone look at them and says, "There ye go, Gaz, yer so easy," and Gary's laugh is startled out of him when he wiggles his eyebrows and says, "Oh, Jamie, you have no idea," and then they're both laughing like maniacs, Carra's hand grasping Gary's forearm, and Gary almost, almost, allows himself to forget who he's laughing with.