#i love writing about borussia dortmund so much

[lucy90712]

love your fics so much could you write one where jude and the reader are football player it could be fluff or like any other scenario ❤

"Mum can I go and play football with Jude?" I asked 

"As long as you are back for dinner go ahead and remember what I've taught you about being mindful of your surroundings" my mum said 

"Thank you thank you" I replied grabbing my boots and running out the door 

Jude was waiting at the end of my driveway for me with his boots and a football in hand. Before I even reached the end of the driveway he challenged me to a race to the football pitch at the end of the road. He always does this he likes to challenge me to a race when he knows I'm at a disadvantage but today I was ready and I started sprinting until I overtook him just before the entrance to the pitch. It's the first time I've beaten him in a race so I celebrated while he sulked and told me I cheated. 

To settle our argument we decided on various tests to see who was best at football which is something we also argue about a lot but it makes us better as we spur each other on to be our best. Without Jude I wouldn't be as good as I have become without him making things hard for me I wouldn't have made the academy for the local girls team but that doesn't mean I don't want to beat him. The first challenge was dribbling which I am so much better at and I beat Jude quite easily next was 1v1s which he was better at as he was able to get past me with just a bit of force. We did more challenges after that but we were still even by the end of them so we decided to settle things with a keepy uppie competition. It isn't our strong suit but we were both so determined to win that we both reached our personal bests before all of a sudden I lost control of the ball and dropped it giving Jude the win.

"That was fun we should do this again sometime and see if we've improved" Jude said 

"Yeah but for now congratulations you did well" I said 

"Thank you but you were great too you are going to kill it at the academy" he said 

"Thank you I sure hope so" I said 

"I hope we both make it as professionals would that be fun we can tell people we were friends since we were 6 and we played together every day after school we can be the best friends that conquer football" Jude said excitedly 

"That would be fun" I replied 

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"I'm leaving for Germany next month I signed a contract with Borussia Dortmund" Jude said 

"But we'll still stay friends right?" I asked 

"Of course I might be moving but that doesn't mean you won't still be my best friend" he said 

Those words still stick in my mind. Jude left a year ago now and he kept up with his promise for a few months but as he got busier and got more media attention he forgot about me and we lost contact. I always knew Jude would make it and I hoped that we would stay friends when he did but I was stupid to think that he'd remember me when he could have famous friends. For a while it hurt but then I used it as motivation to make myself a better player so I too could make it and become successful like Jude. 

It took a year of hard work and a lot of sacrifice but I did it. Last night I flew to Barcelona to sign my first proper contract as an fc Barcelona player. I never thought I'd get to sign for one of the best if not the best women's team in the game but clearly I made enough of an impression in the women's championship for someone to see something in me and take the chance. I know this is a big opportunity and I don't want to waste a single second of it any chance I get to play I am going to put in 110% as I know this is my chance to live my dream. 

Going to the club to have my presentation feels so surreal. The transfer announcement came out yesterday and ever since my phone has been blowing up with messages from just about everyone I've ever met in my life and my following on instagram has reached numbers I never thought I'd see. Before my presentation I had a bit of time to chill so I went to text my mum as she's been my biggest supporter and I wouldn't be here without her so I want to keep her updated on everything going on as she couldn't make it to be here today. Just as I was about to click on her contact a text popped up from the last person I expected to hear from. Jude. He must've seen something on social media and remembered my existence finally but honestly I couldn't be mad I was just happy to hear from him again. 

Jude 

Hey I've just seen the announcement congratulations I always knew you'd make it Barcelona are lucky to have you 

You 

Thank you it's been crazy but I'm so happy to be here how have you been it's been a while 

Jude

Yeah I'm sorry about that I didn't think my schedule would be so insanely busy but I've been good playing for a big team is so much fun you'll really love it 

You 

I'm already loving it I've got to go to my presentation now but promise me we'll actually keep in touch this time 

Jude

I promise and I won't break that promise this time 

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Jude actually kept his promise this time and we talked every day but it was like no time had passed since we last spoke. Jude has always been so easy to get along with and that hasn't changed we can speak for hours about nothing but it doesn't feel like it the time passes so quickly. After we started talking more we made time to actually see each other in our free time I'd go and visit him in Germany and he'd come and see me here not as often as we'd like but it was nice to see him again. 

Both of us had grown up a lot in the year we didn't see each other Jude had grown and he didn't look like a kid anymore. I'd never found Jude attractive until I arrived in Germany and saw him waiting for me at the airport. I didn't think I'd ever look at him that way as we've always just been friends but something about his smile and the way he'd matured made him so much more attractive to me. I tried to ignore it as we've just reconnected as friends and I needed the support of someone who's experienced their first season and knows the ups and downs. 

Ignoring it didn't last long though as Jude arrived to Barcelona to surprise me on the weekend of my debut with roses and asked me on a date after the match. I didn't see it coming at all but he explained that he'd had feelings for me for a while but after we lost contact he'd pushed them to the back of his mind until we started talking again and he couldn't ignore them anymore. I was a little hesitant as I was scared that things wouldn't work out but after our first date all those worries went out the window as it was just so perfect I felt like a little kid with a crush the entire time which is not something I've felt on any other date. 

We went on a few more dates before Jude asked me to officially be his girlfriend. Since then we've made a lot more effort to see each other as much as we can even if it means flying to random cities to catch each other for a few hours or using our days off to go and see the other play in important matches. It's not easy to be so far apart and have schedules that don't work together but we've made it work and it makes our time together so much more special so we have to soak up every second we get together. The hardest part has been the uncertainty of football you never know when you are going to get hurt or when another team might make an offer and you'll have to move to another country but we've been really lucky so far that nothing has gone too wrong. 

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Barcelona star under fire after details of relationship with new Real Madrid signing Jude Bellingham emerge 

The new Romeo and Juliette? How did the forbidden relationship between y/n y/l/n and Jude Bellingham begin

Questions about y/n's commitment to Barcelona as relationship with Jude Bellingham is confirmed 

I should've seen it coming after Jude told me about his move to Real Madrid but I thought people would have enough common sense to realise that Jude and I got together long enough ago that he wasn't a Real Madrid player at the time. It also shouldn't, matter my commitment to my team shouldn't be based on who I'm dating and I shouldn't be receiving so much hate over it especially when Jude isn't getting any. Jude has been great though he's been defending me and our relationship in interviews and he's been telling me that what other people think doesn't matter as we know what we have and that it doesn't affect our careers at all. 

I wasn't worried about the media though they can think whatever they want I was worried about my teammates and if they would judge me. It was stupid to think that though as instead of acting cold towards me or judging my choices the first thing they asked was if I was ok after the barrage of hate online. They all understood that I'm more than my relationship and that I didn't have control over Jude's career. Having their support meant a lot to me as my team is incredibly important to me and I'd never want to break their trust but luckily they don't see this situation as me betraying them like everyone else seems to think. 

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Today was the most nerve wracking day of my life the champions league final the biggest match of my career so far. All of my friends and family including Jude were coming to the match which added to the pressure I was putting on myself as I didn't want to let any of them down after they travelled to watch me play. My teammates were also counting on me as I've become a vital member of the team with the injuries we've had and of course I don't want to let them down either not after they've had so much faith in me from the minute I arrived. 

It was a hard match the first half was tough but eventually we were able to make a break through and somehow the ball ended up by my feet and I knew I had to just go for it which I did and the ball went straight past the goalkeeper and into the net. The feeling of scoring a goal in such an important game can't be described I felt like I was going to cry but also explode with excitement at the same time. That feeling carried me for the rest of the game until the end where we finished the match winning 2-0. Hearing the final whistle is when I finally let my tears go I just couldn't hold them in anymore as all of the adrenaline I've been feeling all day came crashing down. I'd just won the biggest trophy of my career and I scored a goal it all just felt so surreal. 

The trophy presentation went by so fast and before I knew it friends and family were allowed on the pitch. The first person I saw as my mum so I ran straight to her to hug her and of course she was crying which made me cry again but we still shared a lovely moment together. Then I saw Jude who was smiling so much as he picked me up off the ground and spun me round while kissing me. Once he put me down I showed him my medal and I started rambling about the game as I love to talk to him about all my games as he understands what I'm talking about. As we were talking a tv crew came over and the presenter asked us to do an interview. 

"Jude you must be so proud that was a great match for the whole team but especially y/n" the interviewer asked 

"Yeah I couldn't be prouder I think y/n has shown everyone that she's an amazing player that isn't affected by the unnecessary hate she receives online" Jude answered 

"We know that there was a lot of backlash over your relationship has that affected you at all" they asked 

"I didn't receive much hate it was all directed at y/n very unfairly but no it hasn't affected either of us we are still both dedicated to our clubs like we always have been even before I moved to Madrid and we support each other no matter what as it's not like we will ever play against each other so I will always be her biggest cheerleader" Jude said 

"That's very sweet I'm glad you are both happy together and congratulations on the win y/n hopefully you can do the same in a few weeks Jude" the interviewer said

Jude's interview really made me blush as he's always stood up for me but to be stood right next to him and hear him say all these things while he held me tightly to his side made me fall even more in love with him. Once the interview was over Jude told me to forget about all the hate and the people who don't like and to just enjoy the moment which he's right about this is a big moment in my career and I need to just soak it all in. There is no one I'd rather soak it all with than Jude so I'm glad he's by my side. 

[the-offside-rule]

Jude Bellingham (Borussia Dortmund) - When We Were Young

Requested: tumblr

Prompts: "When We Were Young - Adele

Warnings: bit of angst here and there

*IF YOU DONT WANNA READ IT, DONT! DONT COMPLAIN IN MY ASK BOX, OR DMS ABOUT WHY I SHOULD NOT BE WRITING THIS CHILL*

"Why are we here again?" Jude asked as his friend Y/n led him into the library she usually went to in Dortmund. "Were here to buy clothes. Why the hell do you think we're here?" She replied. "No need to be like that. Just asking." Jude mumbled. "I wasn't being like anything. You're just being in a mood as per usual." It wasnt a usual thing. He was in a mood because of his recent breakup eith his last girlfriend of four years. He loved her and he thought they'd be end game, but it wasn't meant to be he supposed. "I'm not in a mood." Jude muttered. "You are. You very much are in a mood."

"Can you just be quick and pick something so we can go?" He asked, his hand clenched in his pockets. "I know what book I need so settle your knickers." She said. "I hope I see someone I know. Means I could sit and talk and annoy you more." Jude gave a sarcastic smile to that statement. "I hope you do too. That way I can go get the bus home and not have you annoying me." She slapped his arm and continued walking. She grabbed the book She needed for college, scanned her library card so she could borrow it and left with her moody teenager of a friend trailing behind her.

"Right, in the car." She said, throwing the book into the back. Y/n looked over to Jude, his face half covered by his jumper and hood, while his hands were shoved into his pockets. "Do you want me to open the door or what?" She asked. "I said I'm getting the bus." He replied. "Get in the car." She repeated. Not a move. "Jude, in the car." He shook his head. "I'm getting the bus."

"Jude! Get in the fucking car! I'm not having this today!" Jude looked at her angrily but quick got into her car, slamming the door behind him. Y/n got in shortly after and looked over worried as he fumbled with his seat belt. "Are you alright?" She asked. "Yeah, just drive." He replied as he clicked his seatbelt into place. She let out an agitated sigh and started her car, beginning to drive. The silence was almost ghostly. The atmosphere was cold and there was a sense of tension. "Right I'm putting on the radio." She said, breaking the silence. Jude on the other hand, didn't say anything. He folded his arms and looked out the window at the grey skies and people walking by in raincoats. "Oh my god, I love this song!" She exclaimed, catching the young brit by surprise.

"And all the girls dream that they'd be your partner, they'd be your partner and-" She turned to her friend in the passenger side. "You're so vain, you probably think this song is about you." She sang it passionately. A grin appeared on Judes face as he looked over amused as to why she was singing. "How is this helping me get over my breakup?" Jude asked. "Are you smiling?" He felt his cheeks heat up before he turned and looked out the window. "Oh come on! You'll be fine! She was a cunt anyway." She said. "Not to me she wasn't. Maybe she just didn't like you because she thought you'd steal me away." He said sarcastically. "Imagine. That's fucking stupid. You're not the footballer I'd get with." Jude rolled his eyes. "For the last time, I don't know Pedri or Gavi personally."

"All you'd need to do is shoot them a text on Instagram. That should do the trick Jude! I'd do the same for you!" Jude scoffed. "As if I'd need your help in getting a girlfriend." He replied. "Who's freshly single again?" His lips pressed together inot a flat light, showing his disapproval of her last question. "You've been single longer though." He said smiling over towards her. "Yeah because I choose to be single. You've no choice at the moment." The smile slightly faded. "I did have a girlfriend though." The melancholic feeling set back in as he found himself upset over the breakup yet again. Y/n glanced over to Jude, seeing him sulking again. There was a silence filling the car, a very, very sad silence. "If its any consolation they worst thing she could do is go to Barcelona and fuck Gavi." Jude chuckled and nodded. "Chances of that are slim." He said. "But never zero." She added. "Why did Gavi even come into this conversation? I know you think he's fit but fuck sake." Jude laughed. "I'm right though. He's Spanish, young and oh my god did I mention he's a golden boy?"

"You might've done, yeah." He smiled. "You look so down Jude. I didn't know she meant that much to you." She said. "She did. I liked her a lot." He swallowed the lump in his throat. "But it's over. Doesn't matter anyway." The silence grew in the car once again. "I just liked her is all." Jude repeated again and again. "More than cake pops?" His face scrunched as he thought to himself. "I wouldn't say so, no." The pair laughed together at the answer. "So why don't we just get cake pops, drive around the city and throw on a breakup album?"

"Is this breakup album just Taylor Swift as usual?" He asked. "What else would it be?" She chuckled. "Alright then. We'll do that." After a couple of minutes, she parked and grabbed her purse to get out. "Alright, I'll be back in a sec. Do you want the chocolate ones still? Because they've got white chocolate and raspberry now too." She asked. "Just grab whichever ones. I don't mind." He said. "Alright, be back in a sec."

"Y/n?"

She looked back to a much happier Jude than before. It was almost as though he just got whatever he needed to say and it was a weight off his shoulders. "Thank you." He said. "I'm only buying you cake pops, it's not that deep lad." She joked. "Oh don't be daft! You know what I mean." She nodded and smiled back. "Don't mention it. I'll always be here if you need to talk." She said closing the door. He watched her carefully as she crossed the road into her favourite bakery before he whipped out his phone and opened the matte phone case over his phone to reveal a small faded photo of two kids together. Little did they know back then, that their friendship would lead to getting cakepops as roommates in Dortmund, with plans to listen to Taylor Swift albums until one gets over their breakup, while the other sings and dedicates the love songs to him secretly.

[pedrisbanana]

Ooh girl if your gonna write for Schlotti, could you write some thigh riding please? Because they actually drive me insane 😂 (no worries if not tho! ❤️)

Nico boo never skips leg day…

Enjoy 🍌

Thighs

You watched as Nico got dressed for the final fitting of the new Coal & Steel kit. His phone lit up, just after he unbuttoned his jeans.

The blonde walked over to the small table where his phone was, fly open and the bulge of his manhood peeking through.

Sometimes being the social media manager of Borussia Dortmund needed absolute focus. Oh and focused you were.

He laughed at whatever he was reading, making the defined muscles of his stomach flex. If he did this on purpose, it definitely worked. You quickly turned away, pretending to check the camera in your hand.

„Do you know when the jersey will be released ?" Nico asked you, his voice sweet as ever.

„Umm I think around February 2023, but it's not settled yet." you answered as if you didn't have a hard time keeping your eyes away from his naked torso.

You loved working with BVB and you were always being professional, but when they bought Nico Schlotterbeck in the summer of 2022, you knew it was going to be a challenge.

He gained massive popularity at Freiburg and the hype didn't leave you out. If he knew you were a fan, let alone know about the little crush you had, you probably could leave Germany.

After he was done getting dressed, you led him to the set. The orange flickery lighting made his skin glow and his brown eyes seem golden. The photographer instructed him to do a few poses and you also took a few pictures and videos for instagram. Nico was really photogenic.

You left the set and went to the empty makeup & break area to edit the posts. Nico was the last player who came to shoot today, so by the time he came back to get dressed again, most of the staff had already left.

"Already done ? That was quick."

The defender grabbed a water bottle and sat down on the chair in front of the mirror.

"What can I say? I'm just a pro. " the playful smirk he sent your way made wetness pool in your panties.

He nipped at the opening of his water bottle and ran his hand through his bleached hair.

"The lights were really warm" he commented.

You just couldn't help but focus on his black shorts, which had travelled up his big, muscular thighs. The pale skin looked smooth and you wanted to run your hands up them to feel if they actually were.

Nico seemed to notice your stare, because he broke the silence.

„Do you want to sit or why are you staring ?“

Your eyes shot up to meet his, mouth opening.

„Umm-„ Your cheeks felt hot. „Why would I want to sit on your lap ?“ The laugh you let out sounded forced and you mentally cursed yourself for being so obvious.

The footballer in front of you crossed his arms and raised his brow. The smirk on his lips widened.

„I never said anything about my lap, but if that was what’s distracting you, then“ he cut off his sentence by pointing to his thighs with a quick motion of his gaze.

Your cheeks must be as red as a pepper now, but the daring sparkle in his brown orbs was intriguing you to take this a step further. How far would he go ?

„Okay, then“ you repeated his choice of words and slowly climbed onto his lap.

Your hands were holding onto his broad shoulders for leverage, as you carefully set your weight on his muscles. Nico‘s hands found your waist and his touch burned through the thin material of your shirt.

The skirt you wore didn’t cover your knees, so it pooled against his knees. The only barrier separating your core from his skin being light cotton panties.

He guided your hips, noticing you didn’t fully sit down. You still hovered, because if you sat down on his thigh, he‘d knew how much this situation had you dripping.

Nico won and the touch of his warm thigh against your core made you moan. Your hands fisted the black jersey and your hips bucked forward, seeking friction.

His lips found your jawline, leaving soft pecks up to your ear.

„Is this for me, hm? Your little pussy sopping wet, making a mess on my lap“ Nico‘s hands slipped down to cover your ass under your skirt, pulling you closer.

You moved your hips back and forth on his legs, supported by Nico massaging the soft flesh of your backside. With closed eyes you enjoyed the pleasure given to you.

„Oh Nico. Your thighs. Fuck.“ Your words echoed through the room. He started to flex his thigh ever so often, sending waves of pleasure through your body.

When you felt the familiar pressure building in your lower stomach, one of your hands moved from his shoulder to push your shirt over your bra. Pushing the cups down, you played with your hardened buds, seeking your release.

You came with Nico‘s lips on yours. His kiss swallowed your scream, as you rode out your orgasm.

Regaining your breath, you noticed Nico staring up at you in awe. It made you blush, which seemed odd considering what the two of you had just done.

„I‘m sorry. Now you‘re thigh is all sticky and you‘re umm-„ you got up from his lap and pointed towards his crotch. „- in a situation“

Nico laughed at you. He whole heartly, loudly laughed at you. You scrunched your brows. What was so hilarious?

„You use me or rather my thigh as your sex toy and now you apologize and can’t even talk about my erection without looking like a beet“ he said, a big smile displaying on his face.

You felt offended. „I didn’t use you as my sex toy, also I apologized.“

Nico cocked his head to the side, thinking about s proper reply while staring at your still semi exposed chest.

„Hmm why don’t you apologize properly then ? Bent over the table and offer me to use you for my pleasure ?“

You looked at the table, then the mirror and then back to him. He was serious about it.

New pleasure waved through your body. The thought of getting fucked by him against the mirror made you incredibly hot.

As you walked towards the table, he followed close behind. You could see that Nico stroked himself, pants pulled to his knees. One of his hands added light pressure between your shoulder blades and you bend, hands grasping the wood of the table top.

With a few smart flicks of his hand he ripped your panties and guided himself inside of you.

He filled you to the brim. His thick member massaged all the right spots inside of you.

Nico fucked you with a slow pace, careful not to slip out. You were a moaning mess, the first orgasm only being an appetizer to this.

He breathed and groaned words of pleasure himself, enjoying every sweet clench of your tight pussy.

Nico picked up the pace, instructing you to rub your most sensitive spot. His thrusts became harder and you couldn’t help but squeeze your eyes shut at the intense feeling.

Another, stronger orgasms announced and you hoped Nico wouldn’t pull out. The feeling pf his cum inside you would definitely tip you over the edge.

„Don’t pull out- Nico, fuck. Please don’t.“

Your words spurred him on to find his own release. You felt his hot breath on your cheek. A light peck joined by sinful words.

„If you want my cum, doll, you better swallow it and if you spill, you‘ll never have my cock again“

At that your whole body started to shake, the intensity of your orgasm washing over you. You clenched around nothing, because Nico let go of you, to pull you off the table and on your knees.

Without asking you immediately took him between your lips. It only took a few thrusts of his hips to fill your mouth up.

You swallowed greedily, licking your lips.

Nico helped you stand up. Both of you redressed, not saying a word.

Touching up your makeup, you saw Nico was ready to leave.

„By the way, it’s nice to know you’re a fan.“ he winked and left the room.

You stared at the door, dumbfounded. He was definitely not letting you down on that.

A/N: The Schlotterbecks can get it.

I hope my Nico girlies feel satisfied 💕🥺

[joaoista]

Bom dia! ✨ I'm Joaoista, but you can call me Joa or Momo ^^

I like sports, writing stuff for my fandoms and make new friends. Sometimes I make fanarts too when I'm not being consumed by life. I'm a RPF enjoyer and write about RPF, so keep that in mind! Oh, and fyi I'm the same age like Oscar Piastri, Santi Giménez or Ran Takahashi (but I'm not as handsome as them, pipipi TT)

Football, volleyball, formula one & cycling = ♡

The loves of my life: Marco Reus, Akihiro Yamauchi, Oscar Piastri & Jasper Philipsen (kudos to Ran, EO31 & Pogi too)

I LOVE JOÃO FÉLIX SO MUCH TOO. THANK YOU FOR PLAYING IN THE TEAM OF MY HEART 💙❤️

⚽️♡ = FC Barcelona, Borussia Dortmund (NT: Germany, Costa Rica, Japan, Croatia, Portugal, Poland & my own NT)

🏐♡ = Panasonic Panthers (NT: my dear Ryuujin Nippon/Japan)

🏎♡ = Alpine, Ferrari, McLaren (I will go down with Alpine, periodt)

🚲♡ = Alpecin, UAE

Currently brainrot: João Félix x Kepa Arrizabalaga (I mentioned that I LOVE crack ships? No? Ouh)

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My social media!

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THANKS FOR READING MY STORIES, HAVE A NICE DAY! (๑˘︶˘๑)💖

[xdominiklivakovicx]

Also I forgot to post an ice breaker so here it is;

Name ; Ashley | Ash | Ashie | Trashley

Age range ; 15-17

Nationality ; Croatian 🇭🇷 | Russian 🇷🇺

Pronouns ; She | Her ♀️

Hobbies ; Drawing | Writing | Animating

Interests ; Art | Football | Animation in general | Rock Music

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Since when did you start following football?

Since 2018 when the World Cup in Russia started

Favorite National Teams?

Croatia NT - because they achieved so much those past 5 years, yes I know they like to move games to penalties and play with our nerves, but I still feel like I am part of their family like other Croatia NT fans :)

Russia NT - because I simply like Russian people and I am half one, so I really fell in love with that team. They played so well during the WC in 2018 and during WC qualifiers. I was literally so miserable when I found out they will not be able to participate in Qatar

Serbia NT - idk I love them simply because they are our neighbours and I always love supporting my neighbours during EURO and WC

Who was your favorite player then and why?

(Wow wut a hard question I have asked myself) Livakovic obviously. I know he was being kept on a bench, but I always knew he would be a great goalkeeper, he is our number 1 and very important member of the National Team, yet I didn't post stuff about him at all because I didn't have Tumblr, I was a dumb kid lmfao- but yeah, I can talk about him 'till I die, so yeah I am moving to the next question before I go too far

Do you train football? If you don't, why?

Hell no I don't. First of all; I am very anti-social person (tho there is exclusion when it comes to going on matches I love rooting with other peeps), Second of all; I have very low self-esteem, Third of all; I wanted to be a goalkeeper, but I was always afraid to get goals bc people often get mad at me, fuck them

Favorite clubs?

Dinamo Zagreb - I've been following this club since 2018 after the end of WC in 2018 mainly because of Livi, I love that guy sm he is precious, but the love of this club has grown in 2021 because of its success in Europa League.

Man City - Kova plays in City and he is literally my 2nd fav football player, and one of my best friends roots for City so here we are 👌

Borussia Dortmund - Idk I just love them so much, their mascot is so cute, the club has gotten my hear for some reason 😭

Favorite pic in your gallery?

The one where I took a picture with Livi 💙

What are your favorite bands?

Nirvana

Sex Pistols

Let 3

Termiti

The Beatles

Led Zeppelin

Scorpions

Green Day

Metallica

Rammstein

Daleka Obala

Queen

Ramones

Black Sabbath

Weezer

SOCIALS:

Instagram

- WW2 drawings - x._.unteroffizier._.ashley._.x

- Normal art - punkish._.stoat._.studios

Discord

- TrASHLEY#3627

Artfight

- PunkishStoatStudios

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Idk what to tell about myself anymore, so enjoy this short af info about myself :}

And see ya in the next post lmfao

Also check out my art acc! -> @nikitatheweasel2

[futbolfics]

Stand By You (Ch 1/2)  (Roman Bürki imagine) 

“Roman,” you interjected angrily as you pursued him into the livingroom, “You won, you should be happy.” Roman glanced towards your direction condescendingly and dropped his eyes towards the side. “I understand you’re upset about my new job, but that’s not a reason to celebrate with your team,” you rationed, “And I thought you’d be-”

“I am happy,” he interrupted while reaching out for your hand earnestly. “I have never been more proud of you in my life,” he conceded as his teeth pressed up against his lower lip wistfully. “It’s just, that it’s in Milan,” he concluded, after an agonizing pause.

“I know,” you whispered, further entwining your fingers into his grasp. “But all your teammates are going to be wondering where you are,” you lamented, desperately trying to lead him out the door. “Please,” you pleaded, reaching up and pressing your lips against his collar.

“Babe, I am happy,” he assured you, placing his hands protectively on your shoulder blades. “You’re just going to give me some time to process all of this,” he sighed as he sauntered out of the door.

~ Roman’s POV: “Okay, what is up?” Marco interrogated, while grabbing my shoulder and leading me towards the corner of the bus, away from the rest of the young men decked on spiritedly in yellow and black apparel. “We’re supposed to be having fun,” Marco began irritatedly, “And right now, you look as happy as a hurt puppy who’s just been told he’s going to a kill shelter.”

“I’m sorry,” I mumbled, trying to evade the German inquisition in front of me. “It’s just some problems y/n,” I hastily confessed trying to sidestep Marco.

“y/n? What did you do?” Marco questioned incredulously while scratching his head in astonishment.

“Yeah.” I admitted, rolling my eyes at Marco’s initial allegiance towards y/n. “And it wasn’t me that fucked up, but thanks for your assumption,” I added bitterly.

“I’m sorry,” Marco avowed. “You two just seemed to be perfect for each other,” he reckoned. From the opposite side of the bus, Christian took one look at my distressed expression, and waltzed happily towards Marco and me’s direction. Clearly, the eighteen-year-old had more than enough beer for the night.

“What’s up my German friends?” Christian sang while enthusiastically slinging his arm around my shoulder. “Actually, you’re from Switzerland,” the brunette corrected himself through bubbly laughter while Marco choked coyly into his drink.  

“I think you’ve had enough to alcohol for the night,” Marco announced authoritatively, while snatching the beer out of Christian’s grasp. “How about you go talk to Erik?” he suggested while gesturing towards our teammate’s direction. “I’m sure he’d be happy to see you.”

As the upbeat American practically skipped towards Erik’s direction, Marco raised his eyebrows prompting me to continue with my narrative. “Well, she got this new job she’s been wanting,” I said through gritted teeth, as Marco and I waved towards the fans that had swamped the bus. “And I’m really proud of her and everything,” I added, “It’s just- it’s in fucking Milan.”

“Oh,” Marco conceded through a sharp inhale, while pursing his lips together. “I mean, you could always try a long distance relationship, right?” he offered.

“Yeah, because those have been notorious for working out,” I sarcastically retorted while beaming ebulliently towards the overwhelming congregation of black and yellow figures underneath our position.

“Well, does she have to take it?” the blonde inquired further, while vivaciously toying with a lemon streamer that had fallen in our direction.

“Yeah, kind of,” I speculated, half annoyed at Marco’s perpetuate naivety. My girlfriend, unlike the majority of my teammate’s partners, wasn’t some gaudy model that could effortlessly abdicate a job offering. “It’s only one of the biggest accounting firms in all of Italy,” I added.

 “Dude, no offense, but you seem like a total prick right now,” an elated voice chimed in, causing both Marco and me to whip around. While taking an over-portioned sip of his beer, Christian rationed, “Your girl just got the career of a lifetime, and all you’ve done is thrown yourself one giant pity-party.” Me and Marco exchanged looks of astonishment as the young boy, who previously would never even dare to censure any of our opinions, continued his scathing assessment of my actions. “If you two truly love each other, you’d find a way to work things out,” he concluded adamantly through the piercing clamor that engulfed our bus.

“Yeah- but,” I resumed, but was instantly cut off my the young boy’s voice.

“Yeah but, is just another set of words for people use for excuses. If she really means that much to you, you’ll find a way to make it work,” Christian shouted merrily.

I glanced towards Marco, who was visibly transfixed by the American’s abrupt words. I bit onto the flesh of my bottom lip, and shook my head in astonishment. He was right. “Have a great party boys!” I called out hastily, as I began to wield and dodge my way through the throngs of masses. She meant the world to me, and tonight, I was going to show her just that.

[soccerximagines]

Can you write something about Jude Bellingham please xx

Surprise Visits

You had met Jude through mutual friends while he played for Birmingham. What started of as a tight-knit friendship had quickly developed into a loving relationship. Despite the fact that you both were young, you knew that your relationship was strong and that it had the potential to last for a very long time.

Jude loved pretty much all of your qualities, but if he had to choose his favorite - it would be how supportive you were of those you loved. That's why, when he signed for Borussia Dortmund, you were both extremely happy and proud. You supported him every step of his career, even when it meant that he had to move out of England; and away from you.

Making a long-distance relationship work was a challenging task; filled by different obstacles. It requires not only love and affection, but also prioritizing and sacrifices. Although you were young, you knew this - having learned it the hard way. That is why, when Jude's parents suggested that you could fly out to Germany for one of Jude's matches, you agreed to their idea. Although you would be gone only three days, it was on a really short notice and you would be missing an important lecture, however it was worth it as it would make your boyfriend happy.

It was currently 10:24 am on the Friday you were set to leave, and you were doing some frantic last minute packing before going to the airport. Your mom was helping you by holding up all kinds of items, occasionally throwing one into the small suitcase. Finally the two of you finished, and you got into the car and headed to the airport.

After a couple of minutes in silence, your mom spoke up. "Well then, are you excited about seeing Jude again?"

"Yeah, I've missed him like crazy! I can't wait to surprise him," you smiled.

You fiddled with the strings of your hoodie as you spoke. Although you were telling the truth about missing Jude and about being excited, there was a tiny part of you that felt nervous as well. It had been a while since the two of you last saw each other in person, and although you knew it was a tad crazy - you worried about things feeling different when you reunited. However, you tried your best to push those worries aside for the rest of the trip - focusing on seeing your boyfriend again.

Getting off the plane, you checked through your texts, trying to find out where to meet Denice - Jude's mom. She was supposed to pick you up and take you back to Jude's place.

Only seconds later you felt her embrace you in a hug,"Y/N, so good to see you again, honey! Jude's still at training, so how about we stop for a coffee before going home?

About an hour and a half later it was time for Jude to come back from training.

Seated on the couch you could hear Jude unlocking the door and entering the apartment. Your chest was about to burst of excitement as he stepped into the living room, throwing his bag on the floor. When he started walking towards the kitchen, completely missing the fact that you sat there, you couldn't help but to let out a laugh; which then caught his attention.

As he laid eyes on you his entire face changed. His eyes widened in shock, and his lips formed a huge grin. "Y/N!"

Jude barely got the chance to step forward before you got off the couch and threw yourself into his arms.

"I've missed you so much," you whispered, your face in the crook of his neck - inhaling his familiar scent.

He hugged you to tight that you felt as if you couldn't breath. "I've missed you too, like a ridiculous amount."

His eyes widened once again as he realized, "Wait - does that mean you'll get to watch the game on Sunday?" Although you had visited him in Germany before, this would be only the second time you see him play for Borussia Dortmund. The first was not a good match for him, and he was determined to make this one a better one.

"Yeah, so you better play your best," you commanded while poking him playfully.

"With you watching I'll obviously have to."

He leaned in for a quick peck, before pulling back. You ran your fingers through his hair and smiled at him.

"I'll even dedicate a goal to you," he promised before kissing you again - deepening the kiss and enjoying the moment.

As you cuddled your boyfriend you couldn't help but to laugh internally over the fact that you had been nervous about seeing him. Although it had been a while since the last time you had seen him, everything was exactly the same; if not even better.

[stephspurs]

A Family Affair | Euro 2020 Football Fanfiction - BONUS MOMENTS

PSA: To all new readers, you don't have to read the series (link below) to understand this, however it would help so that you can understand the preconceived emotions behind the chapter!

The Proposal | la proposta

warnings; none word count; 1703 writing tools; third person until dashed line, first person thereafter. link to fic masterlist here

13th July 2024, Germany

Amelia and Ben had found themselves experiencing a slight bit of deja vu. The night before the final match of the UEFA European Championship, Amelia was sat in her hotel suite, finalising her preparations for the following evening. A rematch between the Three Lions and The Azzurri. Who would have thought that three years after the last final, the same two teams (give or take a few players) would be in the exact same position.

The difference this time, Amelia had more to think about than just her brother’s feelings. Her relationship with Ben had grown throughout the 3 years that they had been officially together. Countless family holidays shared together, and with each other's respective families had since become a thing of the past as they had successfully managed to merge both the White’s and the Chilwell’s together to create one big happy family. Ben had asked Amelia to move in with him only a year into their relationship, and although outsiders might think it was fast the couple could only disagree with them. They took each stage of their relationship as it came and when it came, just the two of them how it should be.

6 months after moving in together they had adopted a dog together from the local animal rescue centre, a black Labrador called Maverick who was bi-lingual and responded to both English and Italian, much to Ben’s dismay. Amelia began teaching both of her boys (Mav & Benj) simple words in the language of love  and Ben had a harder time retaining it than the pup. Nevertheless, he loved hearing Amelia’s voice when she spoke to him in Italian and it was something he hoped he could hear every day for the rest of his life.

Amelia had continued her role at Chelsea FC as a tactical analyst for the first team, and Chelsea had honored their promise to the girl to allow her to work in depth with the academy talent which is something she found very rewarding and the part she loved most about her job. Of course she loved being around her friends and helping them achieve their dreams but there was something about fostering youth talent that made Amelia really proud to be in the position that she was, to help these young kids from all walks of life make it in the big scary world of professional football. The smile on their faces when they get a call up to an older division, the tears shed by their parents as they wave them off to go and live with their host family nearby Cobham facility, the same eyes that leak a whole different set of tears as they sign their first professional contract with the club - it makes it all worth it.

Something that was eerily similar to the last time Amelia was sat in her hotel room the night before the European Championship Final is that she was, once again, the tactical analyst for the Italian National Team. This time, however, there was no knock on her door with Federico Bernardeschi on the other side waiting to bring her to the English National Team’s base so she could have it out with her brother and Kyle Walker. Thankfully, her relationships with all of the England team had remained intact but that was largely due to another no-contact ban being enforced between her and the Three Lions. This meant that she hadn’t had a chance to talk to any of her friends, let alone her boyfriend Ben, in three weeks. It was painful for both parties, but necessary to ensure that there was no untowards activity or information being shared.

When Amelia was first offered the job she had sat on it for days before making a decision to rejoin the national team. Ben had actually been the one to push her to accept it, it was only something that would make her life better and he didn’t want her to miss out on any opportunity that came her way - even if it meant that the two of them had to be apart both physically and digitally for 3 weeks. That was the thing that held Amelia back from accepting the position on the spot, she would miss the person that became her right hand man. But Ben’s encouragement made the last few weeks easier, and also made Amelia realise just how ready she was to give herself to him...officially.

Marriage had been something that they had both discussed prior as a natural conversation between two people in a relationship that they could see was obviously heading in that direction already, so it was something that was always in Amelia’s mind. She had found herself at florists buying flowers for their dining room table and absent-mindedly thinking about the perfect wedding flowers for her bridal bouquet. However much to Amelia’s dismay, Ben was yet to ask her the most important question of her life and these three weeks apart have made her more desperate than ever to become Mrs Chilwell.

14th July 2024, Signal Iduna Park, Dortmund Germany

A torturous 90-minute match of football later and the Azzurri had done it, back-to-back UEFA European Champions. The only goal of the match coming from her midfield-maestro Jorgi, which was the direct result of a misplay from Declan Rice meaning the ball fell at the feet of Jorginho as he was directly in front of the goal, Jordan Pickford was no match for the beautifully crafted strike which isn’t anything towards Pickford, no keeper was stopping that ball from going in - it was just that good.

This time however, she was the one being consoled by her brother. The pressure of the situation getting on top of her, 3 weeks of no contact with Ben & seeing him for the first time out on this pitch but not being able to kiss him was getting to her, the knowledge that she was again partly to blame for their heartache. Her brother had seen the look in Amelia’s eyes when the whistle blew and the entire bench of the Italian team ran onto the pitch to congratulate the players, she had remained behind. Wrapping his arms around his little sister as she sobbed into his jersey because she was too empathetic for her own good was not how he predicted the outcome of the evening at all, but he was glad he was there for her. Pulling away from her, he tidied up her face and sent her on her way out to the pitch to wrap her Italian friends up in the hugs that they so well deserved, fully aware of the events to follow the wrap up awards ceremony that same night.

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I found myself standing in the centre circle at the Borussia Dortmund home ground, with an Italian flag wrapped around my shoulders and confetti all over the floor at my feet. Looking around at the fans who had stayed behind so they could meet their idols, I could not believe my luck in this world.

“I hope you’re not considering a job out here in Dortmund, Mils? I possibly couldn’t be away from you any longer” Ben spoke from behind me, pulling me out of my trance. I whipped my body around at lightning speed and launched myself at my boyfriend, my soul mate.

“Ben” I whispered into his ear as he lifted me from the ground, feet dangling at his mid shin and my arms wrapped around his shoulders so tightly as if to convey all of the hugs we had missed out over the last few weeks apart.

“Mils, I’ve missed you so much.” He said back to me, expressing the exact same sentiments as I possessed. He put me back on the floor and began to push me away from him, in my desperate attempt at a longer hug I wrapped my arms around his torso and pulled myself back in.

“No Mils, I need to see your face as I do this.” He laughed, pushing me off him again and taking a step back from me.

“Benj, what are you doing?” I questioned him, not really believing my own thoughts as to what was about to happen.

“Amelia, my brilliant Amelia. The past three weeks have done nothing but made me realise I never want to spend a day without you again. There are many ways to be happy in life, but all I need is you.  You are my sunshine, you make me unbelievably happy, you make my good days great and my hard day's worth it just to see your smile in our kitchen at the end of it. Your brain is the most beautiful thing I have ever had the pleasure of knowing, and I hope our future daughter turns out exactly like you so that I have another you to love.”

Ben had descended to one knee as I stood before him, both hands raised to my face to cover my shocked by bright smile and both eyes stuck directly on his own. I hadn’t noticed the crowd of our closest people begin to gather around us to watch the show.

“So in front of God…” Ben nodded his head slightly, I turned my head to see he was referring to Paolo Maldini and shook my head with a little giggle which was copied by everyone else around us.

“...our family and closest friends I want to ask you the question that I know you’ve been patiently waiting for - will you marry me?” Ben pulled out the most perfect ring from a box that I hadn’t even noticed in his hands.

Dropping myself so that I was crouched and on both knees in front of him, I grabbed his face with both of my own hands and pressed the firmest kiss to his lips. My tears ran down my face and probably all over his, he kissed me back. They say a picture says a thousand words, and while I hoped that at least one of our friends had managed to snap a few of this moment, my kiss said only one word...Yes.

[dailytomlinson]

Having first graced our lives with his existence in 2010, Louis Tomlinson quickly became a ray of light for so many fans around the world. It started when we all heard him sing the softest rendition of The Plain White T’s’ Hey There Delilah, and that was that. We were hooked.

Although having come from boyband fame, that hasn’t detoured the 28year old Doncaster native in finding a solo path that is distinctly his. Having released his first solo album, Walls on January 31st, it not only debuted at number one on iTunes but also re-entered that coveted top position in nineteen counties, earlier this month which saw the album climbing exponential leaps in just about an hour. Leaps that were all very much deserving of the Britpop/rock album.

Seriously, if you haven’t heard it yet well… what are you waiting for? Go now! Play it while reading this article if you have to, just listen to it.

But it’s not just his music that has fans loving Tomlinson. Louis is a presence unlike any other. Exuding humility and star power that somehow balances each other out. Not an ounce of pretense is shown, despite his fame, and never once does he forget his roots, his community, or to show gratitude for his fans, at any chance he gets. He is somebody who will go out of his way to help anyone in need and makes sure his platform is used to do just that.

With all that in our minds, here are twelve times in which, Louis was one of the most beautiful humans to ever human.

That time he was having none of an interviewers BS about One Direction having male fans

Also adding a big shoutout to Zayn Malik and Liam Payne. You can tell they were just as annoyed as we were.

Louis' songwriting has always been truthful and relatable, and every word deserves to be treated like the diamonds they are

Louis' talents may not have been at the forefront while One Direction was together, but it should be noted that Louis did write the majority of the band's tunes. As well, he fought for the band's change in sound and was the reason why they were able to change their sound, starting with Midnight Memories. Any talk that contradicts this, is blasphemy and I will not have any of it.

When he recently went on Twitter just to promote a local charity

The nonprofit helps to connect those who need help getting food on the table, with those who are able to provide them. This tweet alone brought thousands to the charity's page, bringing much-needed awareness to the work they do.

The time he went boxing with Richard

It was a year ago that Louis helped Richard live out things he had on his bucket list. The pair simply stole our hearts.

That time he sported this Peaky Blinders haircut, and we all collectively lost our sh*t.

I'm not going to say Louis deserves a part in Peaky Blinders, but I will definitely scream it... Louis Tomlinson DESERVES a part in Peaky Blinders!!

Louis with Children. That is all

If there's one thing Louis' fans know best about the singer/songwriter, it's how much he loves children, and entirely light's up when he's around them. It's absolutely no wonder why he's so incredibly dedicated to giving his time, support, and money to charities benefitting kids.

This performance of The Fray's, How to Save a Life

Soft, pure, concentrated, and beautiful. These are the words in which this performance inspires.

When he supported anti-racism and anti-homophobia in football

While responsibly raking in a football (soccer) game, a few weeks back, Louis also took that opportunity to show his support for Borussia Dortmund, and their anti-racist/anti-homophobia initiative.

His absolute stellar taste in music

Looking at these names, it's no wonder why Louis decided to take the pop-punk with a splash of rock route when it came to his solo release. Being a fan of this genre myself, I am thankful every day that he found this part of himself, as an artist.

Louis' accent is the eighth wonder of the world

Look, we may not always understand what Louis is saying because his accent can be thicker than caramel but, that will not stop us from enjoying every word of it.

When he felt the confidence he deserves to feel every single day

*squishes his face like an old lady* You are so so very deserving and talented, and I hope you always know that.

All the hair struggles

Please. As if this man could ever not look good.

In conclusion, Louis Tomlinson is a beautiful human and Tan France really said it best.

[paleangels13]

For the fanfic ask: 1, 10, 11, 23, 31

Thank you ☺️

1. What was the first fandom you got involved in?

If we're talking about actually being involved (reading posts, fanfics, actively following content) that would be Borussia Dortmund/BVB (a German soccer team). Tho I'm not sure you can really call that a fandom? (otherwise, it would be 1D ✨)

10. Is there a fandom you read fic from but don't write in?

Almost every fandom I'm in that isn't Blind Channel 😂😅 Currently I'm not reading much outside of the BC bubble but fandoms from which I do tend to read stuff but not write in them are: HP + Fantastic Beasts, Måneskin (sometimes), and some random TV shows if I'm currently into them.

11. Who is your current OTP?

Hehe 😅 I literally can't answer that. I love Robin/Aleksi, but I also really enjoy Joonas/Niko, Joonas/Aleksi (!!), and also probably Aleksi/Olli 🥰

23. Name a fic you've written that you're especially fond of & explain why you like it.

The first one coming to my mind was one I have written quite a while ago and I won't name it here for a few reasons (besides it being in German) but I literally made myself cry with that one 😅 From the ones that a currently posted on my ao3 I'd say “temporary fix” probably "Baby, if I let you in, I know I'll be falling" because it was my first fic I translated and could post in English, I do still really like it and this fic unlocked a whole universe to explore further so that one, I think.

31. What's the nicest thing someone has ever said about your writing?

Aww, I got a lot of really sweet comments on my last fics and can't really decide on anything. But two things that made me really go 😳🥺 to hear, were about me being good at writing dialogues and about my latest fic that I apparently brought the feelings across very well.

But in general, I'm so, so happy whenever people say something positive about my writing. Makes me go 🥺🥰💓💥, literally.

[livlaughlfc]

heyy

could you write something with julian brandt being jealous?

heyyy of course I can! Thank you for requesting something for Julian because I definitely don’t get enough requests about him even though I love him. I hope you like it :)) 

We’ll Write Our Life Stories Together

Julian was never the jealous type. He was always so level-headed and calm –– stubborn and snarky for sure –– but never jealous. Your relationship had been built on so much trust and open communication that even when he saw that other guys were interested in you, he never had any reason to doubt you. 

That being said, today was different. You were at a Borussia Dortmund social event that the club hosted at the end every season for players, staff, coaches, and their families to congratulate everyone on a job well done. Julian was looking forward to introducing you to new people and celebrating a great season, and while you were enjoying yourselves for most of the night, that all ended towards the end of the reception when he saw you getting along with one of the new analysts, Jonas. 

At first, he didn’t think anything of it. You got along with everyone you met. It wasn’t until you brought Jonas over to Julian that he saw green. 

“Julian, how come you didn’t tell me Jonas worked here? He and I used to be classmates at university!” you said with a bright smile. Julian felt a twinge of jealousy in that moment because it was arguably the biggest smile you shined all evening, but he refrained himself. He knew better. 

“Oh, I didn’t realize you went to the same university” Julian replied. “But you’re a little older, aren’t you Jonas?” 

“Yeah I am! We weren’t in the same graduating class, but we took a few courses together. Y/N was a new first-year student, so I took her under my wing and helped her adjust to university course load and whatnot.” Jonas replied as you nodded your head enthusiastically. 

Julian was slightly reassured to hear that you and Jonas didn’t have too deep a history together, but just as he was going to continue the friendly conversation, his thoughts were interrupted when Favre called him over. 

Favre had called him over to introduce him to his family as he had done for all the Dortmund players, but throughout the conversation, he was glancing over at you and Jonas. You were out of earshot, but you were still laughing with a wide smile that stretched from ear to ear. What could you possibly be laughing so passionately about with an old classmate? 

Julian tried to focus on what Favre was saying, but he couldn’t take it any longer when he saw Jonas laugh at something you said and place his hand on your shoulder. He excused himself and immediately walked over to where you were still laughing hysterically. 

“–– and do you remember when the professor got stuck to the table?” you asked, but before Jonas could reply, Julian was by your side telling you that you had to leave immediately. “Why, did something happen, babe?” you asked with concerned eyes. 

“No,” Julian replied. “I just have a bad headache, and I’d like to go home a little early.” 

“Ok, we can go a little early,” you said. You turned to Jonas with apologetic eyes and reached for a pen in your pocket and a nearby napkin to write down your number. “I’m really sorry, but it looks like I have to head out a little early. It was so nice catching up with you though, Jonas. Text me, and we can meet up over lunch some time” you said as Julian impatiently tapped his feet and dramatically huffed. He knew you didn’t mean anything but to genuinely catch up with an old friend, but this was the last thing he wanted. 

The ride home was unusually quiet. You could tell from the way Julian tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and sighing to himself that there was something ticking him off more than a headache. 

“Ok, what is it, Jules?” you asked. “I know there’s something bothering you, and it’s not just a headache.” 

Julian sighed. There was no hiding anything from you. He knew you weren’t purposely trying to make him jealous or flirting with Jonas, but he still had to be honest with you about how he was feeling. 

“I know you probably didn’t mean anything by it and you were probably just excited to catch up with an old friend, but...” he started before trailing off. 

“But what?” 

“Just ––” he continued as he sighed. This wasn’t easy to admit. As understanding as he was, he was also incredibly proud and stubborn. “I was just jealous because of how well you and Jonas got along” he confessed. 

You couldn’t help but let out a stifled laugh. Julian’s tone of defeat and his jealousy was so endearing to you. 

“Well, first, I’m glad you trusted me enough to know that I would never purposely flirt with someone other than you,” you said. “And second, you know that I love you and only you, right?” 

“Yeah, I do. I just felt jealous because normally when guys get along with you like Jonas did, they’re strangers, but Jonas was someone who knew what you were like before I met you. He knows a side of you that I don’t, and I didn’t like admitting that to myself.” he said. 

You gave Julian a small smile and grabbed his spare hand in response. You understood the feeling because you’d be lying if you said that you never felt jealous about the girls in Julian’s life that he knew before he met you. 

“Jules, look at me” you said at the next red light. He met your reassuring, loving eyes with his defeated ones. “I know how you feel, but even though Jonas knows the university version of me that you didn’t get to meet, you know the current version of me better than anyone. And you’re gonna know all the future versions of me because we’ll write our life stories together.”

Julian was so entranced and touched by what you said that, even though the light turned green, he had to give you a quick kiss. You always seemed to know how to make all his problems and insecurities go away, and for that alone, he knew that he’d spend the rest of his life with you. 

Your kiss was interrupted by the honk of the car behind you, but the rest of the car ride was full of hand holding and laughter as you explained to Julian the story of how your professor had gotten stuck to the table because of the glue you accidentally spilled. 

Whew that was LONG, but it’s one of my favorites so far. I hope you like it too, and please request more Julian Brandt! 

[dortman]

Can you do a mutuals post where you say what you love about your mutuals? I feel like everyone could do with cheering up at the moment❤

Sure! I have a lot of mutuals and this is based on the people I see on here the most so if I leave anyone out sorry but I tried my best 😬😅

@abarcamf Literally offered to help me write my big ass paper on my birthday (which is so nice, I did not expect anyone to even want to help me), also a great blog for Barça/Ajax content

@barcalfc great Barça/lfc blog that messaged me after my annual new years post for my mutuals but I didn’t see until way later because I was in like a fever dream the entire month of January (which may or may not have been coronavirus?) and then forgot to respond so oops sorry for that but anyways I love your blog 😂❤️

@blaugranasbvb​ Makes funny posts and has a great taste in teams and I’m definitely not biased this is a fact and not an opinion. Dortmund and Barça>>>>>>>. 

@brandtneu​ live blogs every Dortmund game and other Bundesliga games as well, honestly is a better source of information than the Borussia Dortmund social media accounts themselves, and offers great conversations about football

@hoechln great Barça/Man City live blogger that also puts a lot of Teen Wolf and Tyler Hoechlin on my dash but I’m not complaining because that man is fine af and I used to watch Teen Wolf for him and Dylan O’Brien

@horriblehistorieschild great for Dortmund content, live blogs and gives detailed assessments of games, and tags me in tag games which are always fun. Also the love for Piszczu>>>> we love to see it

@iguessfutball one of my fav Barça live bloggers, is usually the one to reblog/post the best posts onto my dash during a game, and always manages to say what I’m thinking about FC Clownlona 🤡

@justagirllivinlife sends me great asks during games which are always fun to answer and is as frustrated with BVB and Barça as I am. Also messages me the best pictures/posts that I hadn’t seen yet

@kangarooneys reblogs some great Barça gifs/pictures but also puts a lot of variety on my dash of other fandoms and funny posts. Also a premier league fan and occasionally puts woso on my dash

@luxurybrandt great Dortmund live blogger and is always posting the best Brandt content that I could ask for and is a goetzeus fan so basically has the most valid opinions ever. Also recently tagged me in a really nice post about mutuals so i appreciate that 💕

@mariogoetze first of all has the greatest url ever and always posts great Mario content. Also is super nice and has commented nice things on my personal posts so I appreciate that thank you ❤️

@matstegen amazing Barça/BVB blog that seems to know everything about Barça and woso and gives me great Messi content which I can’t enough of. Posts the best gifs and is a great source for fcb femeni as well

@maximillis great Dortmund live blogger who makes hilarious posts and has a great taste in men lol. Also posts hilarious memes during games which is great because it makes me laugh when Dortmund decide to give me a heart attack

@msn-forever has sent me a couple of great asks and one of the few people on here that still cares about one of my favorite front trio ever (MSN!!!). Also posts about Jadon Sancho so thats a yes from me

@riquipuigg has been a mutual of mine for a long ass time and has a great taste in teams, the one who put me on to the love of my life Riqui Puig, and knows a lot about Barça B. Also a great live blogger, especially for Barça games, and shows a lot of support for the younger players

@rpizarro hilarious Barça fan who probably hates ronald more than anyone else on this website (though I think most of us don’t like him lol). Also makes hilarious quizzes, especially the one about fighting ronald

@sunslittlesister great BVB blog that posts a lot of high quality pics of the boys that I probably reblog way too much and funny videos of the team and posts high quality pics so quick after games I don’t even know where they come from 😂

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Myths about Poland and Poles

It’s time. Let me explain you some things. I hope this post will be a nice Polish culture lesson.

I asked some foreign friends what they think about Poland and Polish people, what had they thought before going there, how it was different at the end, etc. And also I added what I usually hear and drives me crazy 🤦‍

1. Temperature

Polish person: “It’s cold” ; Foreigner: “but you’re from Poland..”

And what? I’m Polish and I don’t feel cold? Aha. I think this is the most annoying answer which I hear a loooooot of times.

People have really bad image of Polish climate especially when they haven’t stayed there for longer time. So we have 4 seasons (+ 2 transitional ones).

early spring - March and April when the weather is going crazy. One day is snowing and -10⁰C, another day sunny and +15⁰C. You never know :D So if you go to Poland that time - be prepared for that, take different kind of clothes.

spring - May - first storms, during Juwenalia always rains, but the first week last years was really sunny and warm - perfect for Polish barbecue opening season :D

summer - may be hot as f.ck or colder and rainy. Many storms especially in August. Nights are much colder than days. But - surprise- temperature around 30⁰C is normal. And because the nights are colder you can sleep well - you won’t melt in your bed.

autumn - colder nights, leafs are brown, it may be really beautiful. More rainy days but still can be sunny.

early winter - October/November - crazy like early spring - may snow, may rain, may be sunny. You feel the winter in the air.

winter - yes it’s cold, but outside. Inside the buildings - it’s warm - surprise. For example I don’t have special pyjamas for winter nights because in my room is around 20⁰C. You go outside you put winter jacket and boots on. May be even -20⁰C (omg wow omg) but then you enter the house and t-shirt is enough. For example in Spain - I’m dying. Winter in Barcelona and in the flat for 3 months 12⁰C - IN THE FLAT. I opened the windows to put some warm air. In Valencia maybe not that drastic (probably it depends on the flat as well) but still I slept with 1 duvet, 2 blankets and the warmest pyjama ever xDDD So please, don’t tell that I’m from Poland and 12⁰C in the room should be perfect. Please.

So in Poland it’s like from minus extreme to plus extreme - variety! I think I like it, I just don’t like that the weather changes immediately. But the most important - inside the buildings - nooooo extreme. It’s pleasantly. So please don’t say to Poles that we should be used to the cold temperature. It’s personal not national thing, I love when is warm and I’m ���more ok” with the summer in Valencia than Valencianos (they should be used to that hot no? XD exactly).

2. Music

“Omg la polaca knows reggaeton songs”

“OMG there is Polish reggaeton” 

Ok. Music is a difficult topic. But yyy yes, in Poland they use to play reggaeton (fortunately or unfortunately). For example - in Warsaw and Krakow there are clubs: Teatro Cubano - where there is only reggaeton and some latino rhythms. So if you love to dance to this kind of music, don’t worry, you will find a perfect club for you. 

I really like Polish music, especially now I think it’s really good one. But I like others as well, I have Spanish, English, French, Portuguese, even one German song in my playlists because - why not - variety! And reggaeton I like for the energy and dancing rhythms. Also I like it as a “culture”, for me it’s interesting and fascinating - I can talk about it hours! :D

3. The look

“Polish people are blond with blue eyes” XDDDD hehehehehehhehehehehehhehe

I’M NOT BLOND - first thing to note. The sun in Spain makes my hair lighter but still is not blond. In Poland there are different types of hair and skin. We are not so white. And blue eyes are not thaaaat common. Brown, green, blue, grey - but also not that brown like Spanish ;) AAAAAND - surprise - we can be tan! Wow! xD There are people who have really white skin and the sun changes it to red, but mostly Poles are tan in summer and even I would say that we love to be morenitos ;) What is funny for me (here we have the Spanish myth) that I’m more tan than many Spaniards. So let’s repair the myths: Poles may be tan in summer Spaniards are not tan at all (the Latinos yes - but also not always!).

4. Location

OK. It’s geographic lesson time.

What I heard once: “For me everything what is on the right from Germany is RUSSIA” omg. Where is my patience. omg. Please, think before saying shits like that. It hurts.

We are not that small in Europe. We have 7 neighbors, OWN language which is not Russian (it’s juuuust a liiiiittle bit similar, like some words). I can understand somehow Slovaks and Czechs but Russians - few words. AND IMPORTANT - we have Latin alphabet! Not Cyrillic like Russia. We are Slavic countries, our language is from Slavic family, Slavs love each other (in their way of love ;* ) but each of us is different and we exist, we are not Russia - note that in your head.

5. Religiousness

This is difficult topic. Yes, we are mostly Catholics and we don’t hide it. But not everybody. Many people are very religious - and I respect that. It’s kind of beauty, traditions and everything. It builds the culture. The problem appears when someone forces others to own rights. When religious is an argument in the politic world. And this I agree - in Poland we have a problem with that. But when you visit Poland don’t show your aversion to the religion. Respect it and be curious - then you can discover many nice things, interesting traditions and some kind of passion. I love to talk about our traditions and you can see it in my posts about Christmas and Easter.

6. Safety

This is more region problem than country problem. I mean, everywhere you go - you can meet bad people. In Kraków there were “bad times” but it was long time ago. When I was living there I felt really safe. Many times I came back alone and I’ve never had a strange/dangerous situation. And I always passed so many police during the night. So I think in big cities the government cares about the security. 

Just don’t enter any places where you can meet pseudo-fans of football and don’t scream any football team name. This I see still as a problem in Poland. But I don’s say that going to the matches is a bad idea.

7. Food

This I’m writing thanks to the opinions of those who visited Poland and tried Polish cuisine. So what I heard, that some Erasmus were afraid about the food, that it may be a bad quality and not tasty, but theeeen - surprise! - Where are you from? - from Poland - oooo soplica!!!! (ok, this is not food) - żurek! - pancakes - placki ziemniaczane! - PIEROOOOOGI <3 

So if you haven’t visited Poland yet, you haven't tried Polish cuisine - be prepared 😋😋😋

And you have me to ask before!

8. Language

Hehe Ok, it’s not the easiest language in the world. But it’s not an impossible one! So if you are planning to spend in Poland even only few days it’s nice to use: - dzień dobry - good morning - dziękuję - thank you - przepraszam - I’m sorry/excuse me - proszę - please/you’re welcome - do widzenia - goodbye - dobranoc - good night

Poles will appreciate a lot! We love when someone is trying to say something, and we know that it’s not easy. 

And! I know some people who stayed to live in Poland and their Polish is - wow! So as you see, NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE ;)

9. Character

Hmmm I heard that some of you were afraid that Poles won’t be friendly but then again surprise. Well, I think we are nice people xD We are for sure hospitable. There is always a bottle of vodka and some cookies for a casual visit.

English is not our native language, more and more people can speak it but still not all (well like in other countries). But we won’t leave you without helping you when you ask. Gesticulating, speaking slower and louder (because this changes everything xD) - there is always a way to communicate and express yourself. 

So smile and don’t be afraid of us, especially me, I don’t bite! :D

Meme to sum up

10. Famous Poles

I think you may know many but even you don’t realize that. So let me remind you or introduce you Poles who have changed the world.

- Robert Lewandowski - football player in Bayern Monachium

- Jakub Błaszczykowski - was a football player in Borussia Dortmund

- Nicolaus Copernicus (Mikołaj Kopernik) - Heliocentrism, stopped the sun, moved the Earth ;)

- Fryderyk Franciszek Chopin - composer and virtuoso pianist of the Romantic era

- Marie Skłodowska Curie - (note: her first surname is Polish. And in many places they skip it -.-) - physicist and chemist who conducted pioneering research on radioactivity. She was the first woman to win a Nobel Prize, the first person and the only woman to win the Nobel prize twice, and the only person to win the Nobel Prize in two different scientific fields

- Tadeusz Kościuszko - military engineer, statesman, and military leader who became a national hero in Poland, Lithuania, Belarus, and the United States.

- Pope John Paul II - Karol Wojtyła - the first non-Italian pope since the 16th-century, the second longest-serving pope in modern history, one of the most travelled world leaders in history, visiting 129 countries during his pontificate. Etc, etc. We are really proud of him and you can see that - everywhere there is his name, a looot of monuments etc.

- Lech Wałęsa - statesman, dissident, and Nobel Peace Prize laureate, who served as the first democratically-elected President of Poland.

- Andrzej Wajda - film and theater director. Recipient of an Honorary Oscar, the Palme d'Or, as well as Honorary Golden Lion and Honorary Golden Bear Awards.

- Roman Polański - film director, producer, writer, and actor. There was a quite big scandal with him - no comment.

- Robert Kubica - he became the first and only Polish driver to compete in Formula One.

- Anja Rubik - supermodel, activist, philanthropist, and businesswoman.

- Adam Małysz - former ski jumper and rally driver, one of the most successful athletes in the history of the sport.

- Wisława Szymborska - poet, essayist, translator and recipient of the 1996 Nobel Prize in Literature.

- Robert Korzeniowski - the best walker in the world, he won 4 gold medals at the Olympics (Atlanta, Sydney and Athens).

- Izabella Scorupco - actress, singer, and model. She is perhaps best known for having played Bond girl Natalya Simonova in the 1995 James Bond film GoldenEye. 

- Justyna (Justi, JB) Biel - Polish butterfly with Latin blood, author of this (and the other) blog. Known by you, one day by others as well.   

and much much more!

11. Alcohol

Yes, I know, I shouldn’t forget about the most important - vodka. Yes we drink it, yes, on the parties, birthdays, etc. Yes, shots. We drink shot of vodka and then one/two/many sips of juice/coke/water/etc.

But come on, I don’t get why it horrifies you. Like vodka is 40%, rum, whisky, gin - all which you drink is also 40% and for me has even worse taste (especially gin, uff please don’t offer me that, never). Or tequila! Madre mía.

We don’t drink vodka with the dinner, like many people do with wine. Wine is also kind of alcohol I would like to remind.

And yes, we love beer a lot. And normal glass of beer is 0.5l - we don’t have smaller ones.

So, I hope... since now when I ask you to drink vodka on the before party - please, don’t be afraid and drink it with me, I’ll appreciate it! 

Ok. I think that’s all. I hope that since now your image of Poles and Poland is much better - the correct one. Here you have everything in one picture xDD

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Hey could you write a Julian Brandt one where he always sees you at a coffee shop he likes to go and watches/admires you from a afar until you forget something on your table before leaving (or whatever you choose) so he finds a reason to talk to you etc and something blooms from there xx thank youuuu

Julian has been going to this café ever since he joined Borussia Dortmund. He enjoyed having some time off there, sometimes alone and sometimes with either his brothers or his friends. But he noticed that one thing or rather one person was always there as well. It was a girl probably around his age, sitting at one particular table at that café. She always had her laptop with her, as well as a notebook. Every time Julian was at the café, he wanted to go over to her and try to talk to her but something always held him back. “Just go over and talk to her.”, his brother Jannis said to him one day, sick of his older brother starring at this one girl he talked about so much. “I’m surprised she hasn’t noticed your starring yet.”, said his best friend Kai a little frustrated. Julian took his eyes off of you and looked at the two guys in front of him. “I can’t just walk over there and say, oh hey I’ve noticed you sitting there for the last couple of months, we should go out on a date. That sounds a little creepy, doesn’t it?”, he said and covered his face with his hands. The other two boys looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. Julian let out a little sigh as he looked up again and saw you getting ready to leave. When would he have the guts to go up to you and talk to you? You walked past them and made your way outside. Unintentionally Julian looked back to your table, noticing that you left your notebook there. He instantly got up, took the little book in his hands and walked outside, looking for you out on the streets. Kai and Jannis who were still inside the café just chuckled and enjoyed the rest of their drinks.

Knowing that you usually turned right, he made his way in that direction as well. He was looking for you all over the streets when suddenly he recognized you standing in front of a shop window, looking at something. Okay this is it, he thought to himself and walked over to you slowly. “Excuse me.”, he started and waited for you to turn around. Turning your head and you saw that familiar boy from that café you always went to. Yes, you had noticed him too but you were a little old school, waiting for the boy to come over and talk to you which he unfortunately never did. You politely smiled at him and looked down to his hand, seeing he had your notebook. “Oh, I totally forgot it there didn’t I?”, you said. Julian nodded and handed it over to you. “Thank you so much. I wouldn’t know what I’d do without it.”, you laughed a little and put it back in your bag. You looked up at him, seeing him already looking down at you with a small smile on his face. “How can I return the favor? I need to thank the guy who got me my notebook back.”, you asked him. Julian instantly shook his head and put his hands in his pockets. “No, you really don’t have to. I think everyone would have done it.”, he told you inwardly slapping himself for saying something so stupid. Of course he wanted to spend some more time with you and maybe get to know you so why would he decline your offer?! “I insist”, you said with a hopeful smile on your lips. Julian was glad that you did. “How about we meet up at that café again tomorrow?”, he proposed. “Yes. I’d love that. Meet me at 2, okay?”, you said to him and waved one more time before you headed back to your apartment. Julian couldn’t believe that he would finally get the chance to talk to you and not just look at you all the time. When he got back to the café, Jannis and Kai wanted to know everything. They were happy that their brother/friend finally talked to the girl he was gushing about for the last couple of months.

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Transfer Report Card: Winter Window 2020

At the end of December I made three posts prior to start of the window with some value signings that I thought any club that wanted to increase their ability to compete would be interested in. Whether they were looking for an instant impact or one for the future, these were players that I thought looked good for the money they were worth. I picked 5 strikers, 7 midfielders, and 7 defenders; let’s see how many of them attracted interest or actually moved to a new club.

Strikers:

1) Han Kwang-Son -  He was picked up originally by Juventus to play in their U-23 side, but then Qatari club Al-Duhail swooped in six days later and added them to their squad for just €5 million / $5.5 million.

One out of 5, 20%, not great. 🙄

Midfielders:

 1) Julian Weigl - This one saddened me, because I love Borussia Dortmund, and was shocked when I didn’t see him on the field. But, like I said, he’s affordable quality. So where’d he end up? Benfica surprisingly. He actually went for a little less than his market value, for  €20 million / $22 million. I would like to point out that Manchester United wasted almost the entire window to end up getting Bruno Fernandes in at €55 million / $60.5 million when they could’ve brought Weigl in the first week of the window for HALF that. Just saying.

2) Milot Rashica - Aston Villa came sniffing around, which prompted Werder Bremen to raise their asking price into the  €40 million / $43.5 million range to drive off potential suitors. If a club was going to steal him, it would have to be a team either in the Champions League or knocking on the door for next season. But don’t be surprised if I have him on my list for the summer, because it’s only a matter of time before he goes.

3) Steven Bergwijn - Stevie B! This was a find I was excited about, and even more excited that he landed at Tottenham (more for the fact that a player I picked is playing in a top Premier League side 😋). First game he starts, he gets a goal, who could ask for more? Bergwijn went for less than his top value too, final deal totaled  €30 million / $33 million.

3 out of 7, 43%, much better. Honorable mention to Ismael Bennacer, whose value is reported to have almost doubled with a string of strong performances for AC Milan. That’s the thing about true value, it doesn’t stay under-priced forever.

Defenders:

1) Zlatan Sehovic - Talk about value: this kid was only priced at  €600K / $600K and somehow Partizan Belgrade let him go for free to Maacabi Netanya; wow. Smooth move by Maacabi, I’ll give them that. They’re currently 9th in the league table and clearly looking to solidify defensively before aiming for a move up the table. Don’t be surprised if a mid-table team in one of Europe’s top leagues pick this kid up one day. And remember, they got him on a FREE.

1 out of 7, 14%, that’s just not great. 😢

26% hit ratio overall, nothing to write home about, but I will pick it up. I have to admit, with the number of clubs that are struggling to keep clean sheets, it surprised me that most clubs were more obsessed with bringing in strikers. You only need to score one to win if you don’t concede, ask Liverpool. The Reds are averaging 2 goals a game, but that’s been enough because they give up less than 1 (until they played West Ham and Watford anyway). But I’m looking in leagues and markets that most clubs don’t, which is why they spend so much money to fail.

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Once you get this you have to say 5 things you like about yourself, publicly, then send this to ten of your favorite followers! (Non-Negotiable)

Hi, babe!

1) @charlie-theangel

2) When Borussia Dortmund wins. I love my german babies so much.

3) Sending dumb asks to @cherrynat

4) Being inspired to write.

5) Batman