#i love you griezmann

[giomaus]

rooting for Atlético so hard rn because at my very core I am a hater.

[kevjrr]

For @anytimebitches🫶🏽

[pabloneighbourhoods]

user pablo neighborhoods is very happy right now

[brklynlewis]

JANUARY 10TH 2024 - ATLETI ALL TIME TOP SCORER

[seedlessmuffins]

footballers as flowers i see on my nature walks part 15!!

this one is for @nmsxi!! happy birthday di, i cherish your creations so much and you are truly a delight, i’m so lucky to be friends with you!! have the best day 🫂🫶

[livelaughlovefootball]

GRIEZMANN NATION WAKE UP HE SHAVED.

Baby face Grizi 👶

[sportswriters]

sportswriters' football recommendations list

first of all, we love lists. second of all, we appreciate everyone who takes their time to put these works together, so we decided to do our own recommendation post. at last, these authors deserve all the love, we keep coming back to the space you created in this mess of a world. thank you, truly.

be aware of the individual warnings before reading. if the links are wrong or stopped working, please let us know.

love, namu and ella.

LAST UPDATE: 10/04/2024

guidelines | a: angst, f: fluff, s: smut, c: comedy, 💗: personal favorite

mason mount

yours for the night by @carlottawllms | a, f | friends to lovers

because i love you by @carlottawllms | a, f, s | friends with benefits

on the verge of goodbye by @carlottawllms | a, f | established relationship

a mountain to climb (masterpost 1, masterpost 2) by @mountttmase | a, f, s | series

i'll fix this by @mountttmase | a, f | dad!mason

damage is done by @mountttmase | a, f | established relationship

cold hands, cold heart by @mountttmase | a, f | established relationship

are we okay? by @mountttmase | a, f | friends to lovers

you deserve better by @tsimvkas | a, f | established relationship

bad idea, right? by @julianalvarez9 | f | social media, summer love

christmas miracle by @julianalvarez9 | f | social media

can't choose ft. christian pulisic by @julianalvarez9 | f | social media

dominik szoboszlai

hand holding during sex with dominik szoboszlai by @formulalfc | s, f | established relationship

calling him to pick you up with dominik szoboszlai by @yungbludz | f | situationship

new mate with dominik szoboszlai by @photmath | a, f | friends to lovers(?)

heungmin son

i'm not sick with heungmin son by @itsabitcloudy | f | established relationship

sleepy sonny with heungmin son by @itsabitcloudy | f | established relationship

jude bellingham

just a fan by @kobbiesmainoo | a | established relationship

joão félix

his best friend ft. kai havertz by @yungbludz | s | threesome

smitten by @julianalvarez9 | f | established relationship

i mean it by @yungbludz | s | casual sex

kai havertz

national day by @julianalvarez9 | f | social media, established relationship

adoption by @gagaslonina | f | established relationship

the way i loved you by @gagaslonina | f | established relationship

amnesia by @gagaslonina | a | established relationship

pablo gavi

valentine's day through the years by @spidybaby | f | established relationship

you're losing me by @leilakisakabiri | a, f | established relationship

surprise by @leilakisakabiri | f | established relationship

opposites attract by @808heartz | f | social media

spanish boy by @leilakisakabiri | f | established relationship

liar, liar by @leilakisakabiri | a, f | established relationship

comfort zone by @pedriscroquettes | a, f | academic rivals

antoine griezmann

i feel it coming by @yungbludz | s, a | established relationship

persuade daddy by @footballxixstars | f | dad!griezmann

rúben dias

3 am by @yungbludz | a | exes to lovers(?)

9 am by @yungbludz | s, a | exes to lovers(?)

appreciation post by @julianalvarez9 | f | social media

with you by @coolemmasulivan | a, f | brother's best friend | part 2

teasing for two by @rubenfinity | f | brother's best friend

platonic lies by @mountsmason | a, f | pining, friends to lovers

guardiola!reader by @oh-saints | s | enemies to lovers

a boy on a mission by @natwrites08 | f | dad!rúben

julián álvarez

yellow by @julianalvarez9 | f | strangers to (?)

nhl recs list | list of players we write with | masterlist (soon!)

[sports-on-sundays]

belle's makeshift masterlist

I write for football players and Formula 1 drivers!

★★★

Football players

Pedri González -

jigsaw / Part 1

jigsaw / Part 2

make up your mind

she's mine

I hate you (not)

help me sleep

surprises in Barcelona

friends with benefits

got your back

Marc Guiu -

stupid with love

run away / Part 1

run away / Part 2

not right for you

ready when you are

arguments / Part 1

arguments / Part 2

arguments / Part 3

perfect

Sergi Roberto -

someone like her

Fermín López -

found us out

visca el barça

Pablo Gavi -

take care of me

second priority

camera-shy

long distance

Héctor Fort -

love to hate you

mama's boy / Part 1

mama's boy / Part 2

it isn't right

Pau Cubarsí -

embarrassed and in love

love and fame

sweetie

bump, set, spike

sleep tight

racer girl

Antoine Griezmann -

football in the rain / Part 1

football in the rain / Part 2

Rodrigo Riquelme -

rainy days

★★★

Race car drivers

Lando Norris -

boulevard of broken dreams / Part 1

boulevard of broken dreams / Part 2

boulevard of broken dreams / Part 3

all my fault

all my heart / Part 2 of all my fault

serious

IMAGINE...

papaya girl

Charles Leclerc -

people change

and I can change / Part 2 of people change

hold you while you sleep / Part 3 of people change

taken

accident prone

while you're away

prince not so charming / Part 1

prince not so charming / Part 2

prince not so charming / Part 3

prince not so charming / Part 4

prince not so charming / Part 5

our tree

lucky strike

princess of monaco

Max Verstappen -

ER

Carlos Sainz Jr. -

red wine

Oscar Piastri -

us

McLaren hat

Arthur Leclerc -

too late

Lando Norris & Oscar Piastri -

everyone can see he looks at you like you're the world, but you don't even know it

two for one / Part 1

one for two / Part 2 of two for one

this simple feeling / Part 3 of two for one

★★★

Series

Christmas with...

Arthur Leclerc

Oscar Piastri

Charles Leclerc

Lando Norris

★★★

ALL the football players I am currently willing to write for!

pablo gavi

pedri gonzález

fermín lópez

ferran torres

frenkie de jong

lamine yamal

héctor fort

pau cubarsí

samuel lino

alejandro balde

antoine griezmann

rodrigo riquelme

phil foden

julián álvarez

pablo barrios

marcos llorente

eric garcía

★★★

ALL the race car drivers I am currently willing to write for!

max verstappen

charles leclerc

carlos sainz jr.

george russell

lando norris

oscar piastri

kimi antontelli

franco colapinto

arthur leclerc

oliver bearman

★★★

If you have any more questions about what I write, my rules, and my blog, feel free to either comment them on this post, or hit up my ask box! Thanks so much for reading and checking out my blog!

[mariclerc]

Hi, idk if you are still taking requests for Griezmann but I wanted to ask if you could write something with him based on the song Juno by Sabrina Carpenter

omg thank you for this request, it's been a long time since I wrote about Grizi, I hope you like it!!

Have you ever tried this one? | ag7

Summary: a pose in your dance routine brings out the wild side of your boyfriend.

Warnings: ballet dancer reader, a slightly freaky Antoine, shy reader, based on Sabrina Carpenter's "Juno".

You find yourself practicing ballet in the living room, wearing a leotard and some tights. Music from Sabrina Carpenter's "Juno" is playing softly in the background.

You execute gracefully a series of pliés and pirouettes, your movements are fluid and elegant. As the music intensifies, you attempted a new, more challenging move, twisting your body into a unique, slightly provocative pose.

You love your profession, being a ballet dancer has opened many doors for you, something you would never expect from a hobby like dancing... Although sometimes it has its disadvantages, like for example now: trying a slightly provocative pose based on a pop song. You really don't understand how your instructor says that this helps you to improve, but you decide not to judge her techniques.

"You make me wanna make you fall in love

Oh, late at night, I'm thinkin' 'bout you, ah, ah-ah

Wanna try out some freaky positions?

Have you ever tried this one?"

Just as Sabrina Carpenter sings that part of the song, you freeze in the pose, your eyes are closed, completely absorbed in the music and the movement.

The front door swings open and Antoine enters, carrying a bag of groceries. He's surprised to see you dancing and he just smiles warmly, he loves to watch you dance, even if it makes you a little embarrassed sometimes.

“Woah! Hey, mon amour! You look amazing.” he smiled as he put the groceries on the counter. (my love)

You opened your eyes and jumped slightly, startled. You quickly straightens up, feeling a blush creep up your neck and you paused the song.

“Oh, hey Antoine! You scared me!” you say softly.

“Sorry! Didn't mean to interrupt.” he giggled. “You're incredible baby. That was… wow!” he sighed.

You laughed nervously, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Well... Thanks! I'm just trying to learn this new move for my solo. It's… a little bit tricky.” you just smiled shyly.

He smiles. “It looks effortless. You make it look so easy.”

“Oh, it's not easy at all! It takes hours of practice.” you just giggled.

Antoine take a glass of water and approach you, his eyes sparkling with admiration.

“Can you show me again? The one you just did?” he asks softly.

You hesitate a little, suddenly feeling self-conscious. You love to dance, there's no lie about that, but somehow you feel very embarrassed to dance in front of him, even though he is your biggest fan.

You blush a bit. “I don't know… it's not really…”

He stopped you gently by grabbing your face in his hands. “Come on, please? I want to see you dance, chérie.” he says so gently. (darling)

You sighed, a playful smile playing on your lips.

“Okay, but beg you... Please don't laugh.”

“I won't laugh. I promise.” he says and stretches out his little finger. “Pinky promise!”

You smile and intertwine your pinky with his. You take a deep breath and you play the song again to repeat the movement move, holding the pose for a moment longer this time. Antoine stares at you, completely captivated and speechless.

He whispered. “Oh... That was... Wow.”

You feel a jolt of electricity course through you as you meet his gaze. You quickly break the pose, feeling your cheeks flush crimson.

“Okay, okay, that's enough!” you started to laugh, trying to deflect the intensity of his stare.

“You're so incredible... Seriously. You're so graceful, so strong…” he says softly.

You blushed at his compliments. “You're making me blush.”

“You should blush baby. You deserve it.” he steps closer, his eyes lingering on your face. “You know, that move… it was…”

You closed your eyes. “Don't say it.”

He laughs. “What?”

“You were going to say it was…”

“It was… mesmerizing.” he says.

You laughed, trying to hide the fluttering in your stomach.

“Oh god... You're such a charmer.”

He shrugged. “I'm just telling the truth, amour.” he reaches out and gently traces the line of your jaw with his finger. “You know... You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen.”

You looked into his eyes, your heart is pounding so fast.

“You're not so bad yourself, Monsieur Griezmann.” you say softly while smiling.

Antoine smiles, his eyes twinkling. “I know baby.”

He leans in and kisses you softly, a lingering, passionate kiss that leaves you breathless. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

“I love you babe!”

“I love you too, mon amour! More than words can say.”

You two pull apart, your foreheads resting against each other.

Suddenly Antoine asked something. “Can I… maybe try that move with you sometime?”

You gasped, your eyes widening at his request. “You want to do what?” you say so fast. “What!?”

He blushed. “You know… in a different way, if you know what I mean.”

You burst out laughing, pushing him playfully. “Antoine!”

He just smiled. “What? I'm just saying… That seemed so interesting to try...”

You blushed again. “You're so impossible.”

He chuckled. “But you love it anyway, huh?”

You smiled, your eyes sparkling. “Maybe I do.”

You two spend the rest of the afternoon laughing, cuddling, and enjoying each other's company. The other songs from the album fade completely into the background, replaced by the sound of your own laughter and the gentle rhythm of your hearts beating in unison.

[gadriezmannsgirl]

May i request,where in reader and grizi are laying in bed just talking about your day and just adoring each other! Idk I just had a really soft spot for him rn ! Anywho thank you so much for your writing! I hope you have a wonderful day💙

Grizi fic because it's his birthday! Can you believe that gorgeous man is 33 now? I can't, he's just a baby

Lovers -A.G7

Summary: You're each other's safe space

You rolled into your bedroom, laying yourself into the door sighing and kicking off your shoes.

"Bonjour, princesse" (Hello, princess) You heard his voice and inmediately smiled before lifting your gaze, his deep blue eyes made you feel safe and his smile took off the weight of the day away.

"Hola" You said softly with a tired smile on "How's your day?"

"Pretty boring" He smiled "What about yours?"

"Long" You said inmediately "Very, very long" You sighed closing your eyes "I'm so tired all I want to do is sleep" You let yourself go face down on your bed "and not move from the bed at all for at least three days straight" You heard his sweet laugh

"You gotta go and shower, amor"

"Are you telling me that I stink?" You looked up to him and saw how his lips were pushed upwards and looked to another side "I'm not!"

"You're" He said

"You're lying, Antoine Griezmann" His facade fell quickly as laughter came over him

"I can shower with you if you want"

"Your hair is wet"

"I can still take another shower" You hum with a smile on, you pushed yourself up and crawled on the bed to be face to face with him

"Only shower?"

"Well... I can think about something else too"

"Save that for later, campeón. I'm tired right now"

"You pervert, I was talking about a massage!" You laugh kissing his lips and going straight to the bathroom "You dirty minded"

You took off your shirt and throwed it at him "Shut up and come to take a shower with me"

Antoine got up really fast and ran towards the bathroom making you laugh "You're a 33 year old man but you still act as if you were 16"

"That's the spirit!"

Once you were inside the bathroom, he truly saw how tired you were and took care of you without thinking twice, he washed your hair, your body, he talked to you trying to get your head off from work and after that he helped you with your after shower routine, the creams on your body, doing your hair for you in a nice braid, dressing you in your pijama's which consisted in one of his shirts and panties.

"Thank you, Anto" You kiss his cheek

"No need to thank me, princesse" He smiled "I'm glad I can help you whenever you're having a bad day" You smile softly

"It wasn't a bad day" You confess "It was just a really tiring and long day, I had to run around everywhere, the guys were making simple mistakes, the documents I was waiting for to sign weren't even done, two meetings got pushed back because one of them is sick... It was crazy" You whispered shaking your head "What about you? How was training?"

"Koke keeps calling me Toni Pepperoni"

"You let him"

"He heard you" You laugh softly "But overall was good, tiring and hard like always but there were always laughter"

"Sometimes I wish I can switch offices with you" He laughed

"You wouldn't want that"

"No, I wouldn't" You agree "I run five minutes and I'm already passing out, imagine having to run from one side of a field to the other for +90 minutes. I'll be dead" You both laugh "And the work sessions you do, shut your mouth don't get me started on that" You shake your head "It's truly amazing what you do, love"

"Your work is amazing too. Without you the company wouldn't know how to work"

"That's called being a bossy bitch" He laughs

"You're bossy, yes. But not a bitch"

"I can be sometimes"

"0 out 11 times"

"But I still am" You winked as he laughs once again. You enjoy that sound and the smile that covers his handsome face.

"Definitely, Morata's afraid of you"

"He should be. I didn't let my shoe go out after kicking that ball for no reason"

"That day was so amazing" His giggles made you giggle as well, you keep on talking about your days and about random things that went to your mind at that moment, when he suddenly asked "Baby, how does a date night sound?"

"Do we have to go out?"

"You know we don't"

"Then it's perfect"

"You set up the movie and I'll bring something to eat"

"Can I cuddle you?"

"Do you even have to ask? Of course you will" He scoffs "Do you want Chip Ahoy's and Pringles's?" You opened your mouth but he beat you to it "Of course you will"

"Mira tu-!" (Look, you little-!) You grabbed his pillow and went to throw it at him but he passed through the door "You're lucky I'm in love with you!"

"You're the lucky one, señora!" (Old lady)

"You're definitely not coming out alive out of this one, Griezmann!" You ran out after him, you heard his laugh already on the kitchen as you made your way downstairs. He was going to get it.

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Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

[libraryofloveletters]

Glue Sticks and Pom Poms

Antonie Griezmann x Fem!Reader

Warnings: so much glitter, girl dad anto, your daughter is lowkey a menace, the team loves your kid like their own, family sweetness.

Word Count: 505

Author's Note: idk if any of you even read for anto but he's pookie so here you go.

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Every year since moving to Atletico, his girls have helped him to make Christmas cards for his teammates; this year was no different. The three of them covered in glitter, glue and pom poms.

The giggles filled the house, your daughter and her father shared everything; smile, eyes, nose, giggles. They were twins in every way possible.

Now their love for art was exactly the same, to appreciate and to make were one in the some. Now no one ever said they were good at it but alas to be good, you need practice.

Your daughter gets a pass, seeing that she's only 6 but Anto was 32, he really has no excuse.

You had returned from the store to see them at the dining room table. The glitter, paper, glue and markers were all over the table, Anto and your daughter, Amelia, sat next to each other. Your husband cut out little shapes, giving it to her to stick only the cards they were making.

Every year since she was born, Anto and Amelia have made Christmas cards to his teammates. It was important to him to make them feel as homemade as possible but it was also nice for him to have some time with Amelia, something the two of them could do despite all the hectic-ness of the season.

your arms rest over your husband's shoulder, startling the man momentarily. "When'd you get back ? I didn't hear you come in." He says, pressing a kiss to your hand.

"Just a minute ago, came to see what all the giggling was about."

"Look!" Amelia shows you her card; a poorly drawn reindeer on it with a small red pom pom on the nose, clearly meant to be Rudolph and there's a man next to the reindeer, short blonde hair with a big nose with squiggles all over his arms.

"Very nice, baby. Who's that supposed to be?" You asked her, pointing to the man. You assumed it was her father, seeing that his hair was blonde more often than not and he too had tattoos but her answer made you giggle.

"Uncle Rodri!" She says proudly, meaning Rodrigo. You nodded, "I'm sure he'll love it babe."

Anto shows you a few of her other creations for the team, all of them Christmas related but none of them the same.

You told your husband as much. "I know," he nods, "there's no theme this year."

"Pom poms!" Amelia sticks her hand out, waiting for her father to pass them to her. "What colour?" He asks her.

"I'm gonna get some water," you tell him, kissing his head before walking to the kitchen. In the two minutes you were gone, you hear Antonie shout which was followed my Amelia's giggles

When you returned, you see Antonie's got a red pom pom stuck to his nose. Your lips pressed together, biting back a smile. "It's not funny." He tells you, a finger pointed at you.

Nodding, you snicker. "It's a little funny."

He picks up your daughter, the little girl now sitting on her father's lap as he smothers her cheek in kisses. You smile, taking a photo of them.

It was moments like this that you knew she'd remember.

[leviscolwill]

rating france nt's fits because i have a better style than them

marcus thuram - 4/10

what the hell is going on there ? i like the jacket but his tshirt is so corny (it says "stop copying me you're not even doing it right'), the jeans are okay but the chains ??? and idk how to feel abt that cap tbh

lucas hernandez 3/10

first off points deduction bc i don't like him. now we can talk about the elephant in the room... what are those shoes ?? other than that he didn't take much risk with the outfit, it's very basic. but still take off the beanie it doesn't look good

olivier giroud 7/10

dad! what a nice surprise! he usually pulls the worst outfits out of his closet but i like this one. again not many risks were taken but when you have this face do you really need to ? the slim jeans need to go tho i'm begging

eduardo camavinga 9/10

ate (almost) everyone up here, it's hard to pull off bright green like that but he slayed so hard. point deducted for the glasses and the jeans might be a tiny bit too baggy but it's okay baby, come home now

ousmane dembele 6/10

not much to say, i don't think i would've chosen this colour for the shoes but whatever floats your boat darling. looks like a man who's got his life together, makes you wonder if he's a stay at home dad or a footy player

antoine griezmann 6/10

not bad but not good either. i like the matching shoes but i know he can do better. (comeback soon pls dad)

kylian mbappe 7/10

why is he making that face idk, but the fit is okay, pure dictator fashion as per. the tns (they're tns right ??) are making him a nice dictator tho !

jules kounde 8/10

similarly to the ugly hernandez brother, he actually gets a bonus because i'm in love with him. i always love a good overalls look ! and the green/yellow??? jacket + bucket hat is a nice risk (can't tell if i like it for now) but the moon boots ??? take them off i'm begging

ibrahima konate 10/10

he's serving face, body, looks, everything. love myself a good décolleté moment. love the asymmetrical jacket and the all black look is nicely done.

aurelien tchouameni 11/10

THE REAL WINNER TODAY ‼️ i love everything about this outfit, i want to kiss him so bad that's not eben funny anymore. the lego hands tho, you can tell he hangs out w jude too much

okay that's it bye, don't take it too seriously <3

[digitaldiarystuff]

The Interview

Hi guyss! Thank you so much for the support for my last post, here’s another idea I’ve had and if you want a part 2 to any of my stories feel free to reach out to me!

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summary: You’re an actress in Spain who supports atletico and are asked in an interview about Joao’s goal against your team, you playfully answer and receive a notification afterwards.

genre: fluff

pairing: Joao Felix x Y/N

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So, Y/N, we’re coming to the end of our interview but before that, I see here in my cards that you’re a die hard Atletico fan. Is it true?” Jim, the interviewer asked. You giggled.

“It’s true Jim, growing up, my dad was a football man. We spent every weekend watching games in the stadium or at home and I still do, just not going to games because of my crazy schedule, just watching them with my Griezmann shirt at home. We’re all big fans.” you answered truthfully. You loved watching the games but sometimes it was hard to catch up.

“So, did you watch the game they played against Barcelona?” he asked, intrigued.

“I did, actually. It was heartbreaking.” you said.

“Oh yeah yeah. Felix scoring the goal.”

“Yeah, it was hard to watch because I always knew he was a good player, seeing him score against us was hard.” you answered hoping that nobody would get upset because as much as it was true, you knew you had to make interviews professionally. Especially the live ones.

Soon after, the interview was done and you were in the backstage grabbing your items to head out. It was an off-day and you had planned on going home and not do anything.

When you went into the house, your dog, Biscuit was waiting for you at the door. You played with her for a few minutes and then grabbed some treats from the kitchen and a blanket to make yourself cozy and watch some TV but your phone vibrating like crazy meant the interview was up and everyone had seen it. You weren’t a big time celebrity but your recent role in a Netflix series has gained you tons of attention.

You were going through your message requests seeing the good and the bad things people said until one name caught your eye.

Joao Felix

Sorry to break your heart 💔 he said. You stared at the message for what felt like an eternity.

Maybe one or two footballers slid in your dm’s in the past months but none had any effect on you but Joao’s single sentence made your tummy flip. Was he mad? How could you respond to this, if you were to respond of course because you shouldn’t. Right?

It’s a little late for that, what’s done is done, you wrote but deleted right after, was it too harsh. You always had a weird sense of humor and enjoyed banter in flirting but you didn’t even know if this was flirty.

Well, you could always make up for it, you wrote then but feared it might be too forward, what if he was just apologizing genuinely to a fan? Oh god that would be embarrassing.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s just your job” you wrote and sent. This is the most appropriate, you thought. And maybe, he wouldn’t even respond after this.

You were wrong, he replied back in a minute.

“What can I do to make it up to you?”

Okay, this wasn’t about all fans, you thought. Because he specifically asked what could he do for you. Breathe Y/N, breathe.

Before replying, you quickly went onto his page, he was an amazing looking athlete there’s no denying and you’re single so you shouldn’t feel bad about the butterflies in your stomach.

“You could start with a dinner.” you replied and threw the phone on the couch scared of his response. Oh god, you hope you didn’t misread the interaction.

After a few minutes you decided this was stupid and picked the phone up.

“My pleasure. Tonight at 8?” he wrote and you nearly screamed, this gorgeous man was taking you out tonight and you were already shaking.

You quickly said ok and decided to have a long shower and get ready since it’s already 5. He also asked for your location to pick you up at 8.

After the shower you went into your closet trying to decide on what to wear and ended up with a navy dress and did your makeup. Just as you were putting on earrings, you heard the door knock. You tried calming yourself and opened the door and saw the most handsome man you’ve ever laid eyes on with a big smile and a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

“Hi.” he said sheepishly.

“Hi.” you replied equally giddy.

“Are you ready?” he asked, eyeing you up and down.

“Yes, here just let me take those of your hands and we can go.” you said, blushing because he was looking at you with no shame.

He drove you to a fancy restaurant which you’d once been with your manager as a celebration but he reserved a secluded table for the two of you.

At first, you were a little nervous about being on a date with him but that quickly went away as you talked about anything and everything. You quickly realized he was the most down to earth guy and wasn’t full of himself. He listened and gave you compliments as you described your life and you listened about his career. Before you knew it, it was nearly midnight and you were having the time of your life. You didn’t have to put on a facade with him and say whatever.

When the bill came, you of course offered but he wouldn’t budge and paid for the night and helped you walk to the exit with his hand on the small of your back. You got goosebumps just from a simple touch.

You went in the car and he started driving so you put on the radio and singing along the song when he joined you. You giggled.

“What, do you not like my voice?” he asked offended.

“No, I actually do.” you said. It felt like you knew him for years.

“I had fun tonight.” he said while walking you to your door.

“Me too, thank you for everything.” you said as you walked up the stairs to your door.

You stood just looking at each other’s eyes, lost in the moment.

“I sho-“

“Do you want to come inside?” you cut him off before he could finish his sentence.

“Yeah.” he smiled as you walked in the door.

He started looking at your home, analyzing details and when he saw the pictures of your family, he smiled.

“Did I also break your dad’s heart?” he asked.

“Why, are you going to buy him dinner too?”

“No, that was all for you.” he said as he walked over and held your waist looking at you intensely.

You looked up at him and smiled. He leaned in and stopped, as a way of making sure this was okay and you gave him the permission by pressing your lips against his. He smiled into the kiss and started moving his lips immediately. You lost yourself at his touch and placed your hands behind his head, playing with his hair. His hands roamed over your body trying to hold you closer.

“Y/N, I think I like you.” he said after you broke the kiss to breathe.

“I think I like you too Joao.” you said smiling widely.

“Now take me upstairs.” you said in a quiet tone, needing more of him.

He nodded immediately telling you to jump and wrap your legs around his torso. He carried you upstairs and you strengthened the connection you found today, until the sun came up.

You opened your eyes slowly, feeling a presence next to you and it was Joao. He was still sleeping. After you went to sleep, your mind wandered if this was just for one night but seeing him next to you happily snoring made that feeling go away. You carefully escaped his arms holding you at place to wash your face and go down to the kitchen. Just as you were passing the living room, you saw the flowers he brought last night. Smiling to yourself, you picked them up to put in a vase when you noticed a card sitting in between pink tulips.

You opened it up to see what was inside and found a note from him and smiled even wider if it’s possible.

“I hope this is the beginning of a great story”

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Ahh, this was sooo sweet even when I was writing I was smiling, hope you enjoyed it! Feedback is always appreciated luvs 🌷

[pedrithink]

literally just thought of this randomly and i was like 🤯🤯

can u please write abt kylian proposing to his gf in front of everyone after a world cup final that they won?? his friends are in on it and help him with bringing the ring, calming his nerves etc

love your worksss 🫶❤️

marry you ✩ kylian mbappé

summary: kylian proposes to you, he won the world cup and you in the same night.

"Calm down, dude. It's going to be okay, I'm sure we'll win this one." Camavinga runs his hand over Kylian's back when he sees how much he is trembling with anxiety.

Dembélé lets out a laugh and lightly pats Eduardo on the back. "He's not nervous about the game."

Camavinga makes a confused expression and tries to understand why Kylian is all this nervous if it's not for the game of their lives, Kylian just sighs deeply and scratches his forehead lightly. "I'm going to propose to my girlfriend after the game."

"Fuck, really?" Eduardo lets out a happy laugh and hugs Kylian from the side, making clear his happiness for this new step in your relationship.

Camavinga and Dembélé get lost in the conversation as they wait for the call to finally go to the field, and Kylian can't concentrate on what they're talking about. It's the game of Kylian's life and he can only think of the thousand possibilities of answers you can give him, he knows you've already talked about it and he knows you love him. There's no need for such nervousness, right? If you say no, he fakes fainting.

As he enters the field, Kylian turns a key in his head and puts full concentration on the game ahead. He knows that now is not the time, but after the game is over. He hopes to finish with the World Cup in hand and ready for your "Yes."

Game is going on, when Kylian scores a goal he makes it a point to run towards you (before starting, he looked for you in the crowd) and send you a kiss while doing your initial for the camera. Your excitement makes him smile openly, but he quickly turns his attention back to the game.

The match ends and they beat England 3-1, Kylian can't stop smiling and can only focus his attention on the main goal, which is to ask you to marry him. He wants to propose before lifting the cup, so he makes a point to look for Dembélé who had saved the ring for him. Ousmane makes a sign that he is going to get it and tells him to look for you.

"Everything will be fine, just say what's in your heart. I doubt she'll deny it." Griezmann hugs Kylian to try to calm his nervousness and leaves a few light pats on his back.

Kimpembe pats him lightly on the head and the others also leave messages of comfort because they know the love you feel for each other, they know that you have always made it clear that you want to be with Kylian. He thanks for the support and then goes towards you when Ousmane hands over the ring.

It seems that all nervousness vanished when he sees you with a giant smile on your face and your arms open, ready to deliver all the love and congratulations to him. You feel so proud of Kylian. "I never doubted your ability, I love you and I am so happy for you." Kylian relaxes completely when you throw all your weight on him.

Kylian only manages to leave a kiss on your head and took the opportunity to sink his nose into your neck, you managed to dispel all nervousness without even knowing it. "Thank you, my love. All of this was possible because of your immeasurable support."

You pull away from the embrace and shake your head negatively. "All of this was possible because of your effort. I'm so proud of you, you've been through so much and yet you never gave up." You let a fondle caress Kylian's face and pass your arms around his neck, he loses himself in your gaze. "You never gave up who you are for anything or anyone in this world. You have always acknowledged the power of others, but never forgotten your own. Even though you were discredited, hurt, and ignored by everyone, you never gave up and showed, once again, your talent, determination, and unwavering confidence. You are my greatest pride, Kylian Mbappe."

The smile growing on Kylian's face makes it all worth it, he recognizes all that you do for him since the last World Cup. It was irreparable pain, he just felt like disappearing and being alone, but he can recognize that your persistence to help him is what lifted him to achieve what he has achieved today. He is so grateful and it is for this, and for much more, that he knows he wants to spend the rest of his life by your side. Nothing can explain what you are to him, the experience of loving and being loved is the most delicious feeling he could ever experience.

He can't stand it and immediately raises the box with the ring towards your eyes, you don't understand at first and just arch your eyebrows. You really don't understand. "Do you know what this is? What do I mean by that?"

Kylian asks the question with a little smile and you smile along with it, but you're still a little confused. It doesn't cross your mind what Kylian means. I mean, of course you two have talked about marriage, but you've always made it clear that it's something for the future. "Is it a necklace?" Your confused eyes examine the little box and Kylian pulls you away a little just to open the box, your gaze turns from confused to surprised.

Is this really what you were imagining? Are you crazy or is this really happening?

Kylian holds it in one hand and leaves the open box with the ring in the other. "It's nothing new that I love you more than anything in this life, that you are the reason for my daily smile and the reason I go to bed feeling like the happiest man on planet earth."

Your eyes start to water and you take a hand to cover your mouth, you can't believe it. Did he plan all this? Your heart speeds up in a way that you think you are about to have a heart attack.

"I guess I've been thinking about marrying you for a while, ever since that day we had a campout in the backyard." He lets out a light laugh and you laugh along with him, letting two tears fall. "I just looked at you and realized how lucky I was to have someone like you by my side. And the next day when I was coming to the training center, I saw an elderly couple walking and I came to the conclusion: this is what I want with you. To grow old by your side, to face life by your side, to dream with you. And you know you are in love when you don't want to sleep because reality has become better than your dreams."

Kylian runs his thumb over to try to stop the tears falling from your eyes, but seeing you so emotional makes him emotional too. He closes his eyes tightly and looks up to try to control the tears from falling. You didn't realize it, but everyone was already paying attention to you. You could only focus on each other.

“I am who I am because of you." Kylian smiles with tear-filled eyes and makes a point of squeezing your hand tighter. "After we met for the first time, my life has never been the same. I feel like there is a before and after the day I met you. And with that in mind, I want to make sure that we are always together." He takes a deep breath and removes the ring from the little box, ready to fit it on his finger. "You and I, together forever?"

You just shake your head positively and cry, Kylian makes sure to leave warm kisses on your mouth before fitting the ring on your finger. "You have no idea how fast my heart is racing right now." You let out a nervous laugh and Kylian leaves another kiss on your mouth as he hugs you around the waist. "There is no reality or universe in which I deny spending the rest of my life by your side, Kylian Mbappé."

Kylian smiles and the two of you fall into laughter as all the fans start screaming and Kylian's teammates rush over to hug you and celebrate the long-awaited and planned request. You can't stop smiling and are even happier when you see Kylian's eyes filled with love and happiness.

Nothing can pay or replace all of this.

[judebelle]

masterlist

smut *

neymar jr

none yet!

jude bellingham

cheer you up *

livestream (includes trent alexander arnold x reader) *

you have got to be shitting me

didn’t think so *

joão félix

pancakes or waffles? *

sneaky *

pablo gavi

sofia *

did i mention i missed you?

rekindled

it’ll be okay

you’re right

i’m not cute, i’m sexy!

perfect

kylian mbappe

phrases of praise *

happy birthday *

trent alexander arnold

livestream (includes jude bellingham x reader) *

menace

marcus rashford

none yet!

mason mount

discreet *

pedro (pedri) gonzález

do you love me? *

possessive (includes pablo gavi x reader) *

your pain is my pain

antoine griezmann

he only loves me

giovanni reyna

none yet!

alejandro balde

none yet!

send me some requests!