#jimmy garoppolo fanfic

[american-satanxx]

Maybe a Jimmy G imagine where she makes fun of his pornstar date

God I love this request so fucking much! I’m going to have so much fun with this.

This turned out more fluff than [Y/N] making fun of Jimmy. 

“Hey babe!” I yell to Jimmy as he finishes brushing his teeth in the bathroom. “I know we said we weren’t going to dig into each other’s past relationships but you have some serious explaining to do!”

Jimmy peeks his head out the bathroom door. Toothpaste foaming and spilling out of his mouth and his eyes are as wide as saucers. “What are you talking about?”

I get out of bed and walk over to him, showing him a picture of Kiara Mia and himself at a restaurant. Kiara Mia isn’t just an ordinary model or movie star...she’s a pornstar. “I don’t know whether to be insecure or laugh at you. Because seriously, this is the most stereotypical jock thing to do.”

“Are you jealous?” He asks, spitting a little bit of the toothpaste out as he speaks. “[Y/N] I never thought of you to be the jealous type.” He states before walking back into the bathroom.

“Who said anything about being jealous?” I laugh as I follow him into the bathroom. “So are we going to talk about that? Like how was she? Or are you the “don’t kiss and tell” type?”

“Who said anything about us having sex?” He asks after spitting out the toothpaste in his mouth. “It was just dinner.”

“You don’t just have dinner with one of the most known pornstars in the bizz.” I roll my eyes as I watch my boyfriend rinse out his mouth. “But seriously, a pornstar? A pornstar in her 40’s? You couldn’t get an instagram model to blow you?” I can see his face redden in the mirror. “So she did do something, huh?”

“Can we please not talk about his [Y/N]?” Jimmy begs as he pinches the bridge of his nose. “I didn’t want you to find out about this?”

“Because I’d get insecure and doubt myself?”

“Most girls would.” He replies. I just smile before walking up to him and wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him even closer to me. 

I look up at him and smile. “I’m not most girls, or need I have to remind you?”

“You’re not mad?”

“I’m mad that you didn’t tell me sooner.” I assure him. “Because if I knew about this sooner, I’d have so many more jokes about you fucking a pornstar and being a football player.”

“What kind of jokes?”

“A lot of mentions of touchdowns and end zones.” I shrug, stifling a yawn. “But my brain is too tired to tell you these jokes. Maybe tomorrow?”

“You’re seriously not mad?”

“We all have a past. Your past just involves scoring a touchdown with a pornstar.” Jimmy laughs. “Come to bed, Casanova before the jokes keep rolling.” I part from him and grab his head, leading him to bed. He’s going to need a ton of rest. Tomorrow George Kittle is coming over and I know he’ll help me bust Jimmy’s ass...

[littlefreya]

Hi Freya, I really love your fanfics. They are all amazing. I wonder if you would also write about football player/San Francisco 49ers Quarterback Jimmy Garoppolo?

He sometimes reminds me of Henry Cavill. Not just from his looks, but also his personality.

Hey love, thank you for reading and for the support. I don’t watch football so I don’t know who that guy is. :)

[junker-town]

The NFC South is the NFL’s hottest (mess) division

Chuck Cook-USA TODAY Sports

Nothing ever makes sense in the NFC South.

The NFC South is a mess. Not the fun, “I just ran a half-marathon in the mud with my friends and posted photos on Facebook” kind of mess, but a hot sulfurous bog formed in a mixing bowl because you cracked rotten eggs to make meringue on The Great British Bake Off kind of mess.

No week has better typified the steaming pile of randomness in the division better than Week 12, when nothing made sense — and no fanbase should be happy.

Falcons fans have no reason to be happy. The reality of the season just came crashing back down after six blissful days when there was hope and merriment. To think, we’re only 24 hours removed from people saying “NOW the Falcons are back on track,” while working out the statistical gymnastics required to have Atlanta find a backdoor to the playoffs. That’s slammed shut now because the Falcons couldn’t beat the Buccaneers in a game where Jameis Winston threw two interceptions in the first three drives.

Panthers fans definitely shouldn’t be happy. Don’t get me wrong; I’m sure there’s a small segment of the more, shall we say, truck-owning population of the fanbase fitting specialized whistles to their F-150 exhausts so it sounds like a shrill “KYYYYYYLE ALLLLEN” when they drive past. But all in all, this was a disaster pie.

The Panthers had every chance to beat the Saints in the Superdome. They had the ball at the New Orleans 12 yard-line with less than four minutes left, and had six chances to score before trying a chip-shot field goal. And missing.

Nothing hurts more than losing because of a kicker, and it hurts even more when you look at the stats.

According to the @NextGenStats field goal probability model, Joey Slye's 28-yard field goal try with 2:00 remaining in the fourth quarter had 93.5 pct chance of being made. It had the highest field goal probability of any missed FG this season.#CARvsNO

— NFL Research (@NFLResearch) November 24, 2019

All this after Carolina somehow won a pass interference challenge to set up first-and-goal, which should have closed everything out.

There is no planet where Saints fans should be happy, even though y’all will act like you were never worried. This is a 9-2 team that needed a missed field goal and two missed extra points to beat the Panthers ... the PANTHERS. If you want to hang your hat on that one, then more power to you, but nobody should be excited about the playoff chances of their team after almost losing to the Panthers.

The Bucs ... well, I don’t really know what to think — and I have a sneaking suspicion Bucs fans don’t know what to think either. I cannot fathom trying to watch this team week in and week out with a vested interest in their outcomes. One week they’re beating the Rams, the next they’re losing to the Panthers (who they beat earlier in the season), then they’re losing to the Giants but beating the Falcons. It’s all exhausting. I guess you’re happy today? But it’s that hollow kind of happiness that comes from grandma telling you she has candy, but it’s all black licorice.

Someone out there is stroking their chin and nodding about the NFC South, saying, “Yes, this is the kind of parity the NFL needs.” As someone on the ground in the middle of this stupidity let me say that no it is not. The NFC South is an incomprehensible division where up is down, down is up, nothing makes sense, nothing can be predicted, and even when you finally think you have it all worked out, the Saints almost lose to the Panthers.

The worst part? There are still four more NFC South games to be played — including two in Week 17. Rest assured something dumb will happen.

Let’s go around the league.

Not the hero we need, but the one we deserve.

One fan made it clear who had his support in the Josh Allen vs. Brandon Allen battle:

Yep. This is happening here today. #Bills pic.twitter.com/OlBxgclO8W

— Thad Brown (@thadbrown7) November 24, 2019

I’m in awe of anyone who has the real estate to write an entire, crowd-legible sentence on their stomach. I’m not sure what the face paint is adding here, but I’ll allow it. It has a reverse Spider-Man vibe to it.

Also this dude’s stomach reminds me of that guy with the giant hand on The Simpsons.

Welcome to the law firm of Allen, Allen & Allen

We have three quarterbacks in the NFL all with the last name Allen, all of whom started NFL games this week. There can only be one winner in the Allen Bowl and this week that goes to .... Kyle Allen.

Kyle had a near-flawless game against the Saints, throwing for 256 yards and three touchdowns. He also consoled his kicker after the game, which didn’t turn a loss into a win — but I’m sure Joey Slye felt a little better.

Man. pic.twitter.com/x4ufeEANFE

— Josh Klein (@joshkleinrules) November 24, 2019

Kyle, your prize for Allen of the Week is a VHS set of Home Improvement, so you can enjoy Tim Allen back when he was funny and not a weird conspiracy theorist.

Is everyone else keeping up with how well Ryan Tannehill is playing?

This is not a joke or a drill. I’m sitting here as stunned as the rest of y’all. Tannehill’s stats were never bad with the Dolphins, but there weren’t anything to write home about. Tannehill has been a revelation this season since taking over for Marcus Mariota this season, completing 72.1 percent of his passes en route to a 111.4 passer rating.

The 6-5 Titans remain within striking distance of the playoffs, and if they make it, Tannehill will be the reason. What a world.

Let’s check in on TurtleGronk.

What does Gronk look like he does for a living? pic.twitter.com/H4vvJ8X3By

— SB Nation (@SBNation) November 24, 2019

Gronk looks like a youth pastor who warns kids about the mistakes he made in his life, while accidentally telling them that drugs and alcohol are awesome.

Of course, there’s A LOT of amazing things Gronk looks like.

Big men rejoice!

THIS IS NOT A DRILL VITA VEA HAS HAULED IN HIS FIRST CAREER TOUCHDOWN pic.twitter.com/UXlButlO9H

— Tampa Bay Buccaneers (@Buccaneers) November 24, 2019

History is all around us, we just need to look closely enough to see it. 347-pound Vita Vea became the heaviest person to score in NFL history. There’s hope for us all.

We are hurtling toward a Patriots-49ers Super Bowl, and we should all embrace this.

At this point, there should be no doubt left in anyone’s mind that the 49ers are for real. This leads us to the dream of a Super Bowl meeting between Tom Brady and his former backup.

There is nothing more perfect in this world that the possibility of Jimmy Garoppolo beating Brady and sewing small seeds of doubt in the minds of Patriots fans that they should have made a move at quarterback earlier and kept Garoppolo. It would be like a Sith Lord being killed by an extremely attractive model-quality Sith.

Or maybe Garoppolo is more like a cute little baby Yoda.

Yeah, that’s the one. See you guys later, I’m off to write my fanfic.

[ao3feed-new-england-patriots]

FOR THE WIN

by srk1o3

Football players tend to be gay for each other.

This fanfic is here to help you survive the playoffs as the Patriots work towards their 6th Super Bowl Victory!!!

Words: 780, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: FOX NFL Sunday RPF, NFL Rush Zone, Patriots - Fandom

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M, M/M, Other

Characters: Ben Roesthlisberger is homeless, Tom Brady is the most closeted gay man ever, Julian Edelman is too cool for anyone's good, Carson Wentz was sabotaged by Nick Foles who is DETERMINED to seduce Tom Brady, Gronk is the Hulk with a side of disney, Slater is a gentle pecan, #24 is up to some black magic if he does say so himself

Relationships: Tom Brady/Julian Edelman, Tom Brady/Rob Gronkowski, Tom Brady/Gisele Bündchen, Danny Amendola/Tom Brady, Tom Brady/Jimmy Garoppolo, Bill Belichick/Tom Brady, Danny Amendola/Julian Edelman, Julian Edelman/Rob Gronkowski, Julian Edelman/Adriana Lima, Rob Gronkowski/Eli Manning, Bill Belichick/Pete Carroll, Ben Roethlisberger/Homeless, Tom Brady/Nick Foles, Tom Brady/Avacado Ice Cream, Ryan Allen/Stephen Gostkowski

Additional Tags: let's go boys, do YOUR job, for the win verse, ftw verse

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[american-satanxx]

Hell of a Night Masterpost

Show you a side of these two lanes you've never seen Heating it up behind a high beam Ooh, baby you and me, just a-running down crazy Flying high, living careless, on the edge of wild and reckless Hold on tight, I'm 'bout to show you one hell of a night A night at a mutual friend's wedding brings two people, not looking for love, closer to their happy ending. Can this love last through travel and mismatching schedules?

Pretty Boys At The University, Watching Them Walk In Their Levi Jeans Give Me Tall Dark And Handsome. Mix It Up With Something Strong Put In My Country Rock Hip-Hop Mixtape. Little Conway, A Little T-Pain, Might Just Make It Rain If You’ve Got A Heart That Ain’t Afraid Of Love, Ain’t Afraid To Break

[american-satanxx]

will you write any jimmy garoppolo imagines?

If I get requests and like the idea.

[american-satanxx]

Hell of a Night//Chapter 4

Author’s note: Let me know if you guys want to be tagged!

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If You've Got A Heart That Ain't Afraid Of Love, Ain't Afraid To Break

I’m sitting at a table near the pool, nursing a black coffee, when I see Jimmy stumbling towards me. He has dark sunglasses over his eyes and he has not only a coffee, but a Monster Energy Drink as well. He’s suffering this fine morning. “How are you feeling right now, Casanova?” I ask the QB as he sits down in front of me.

“How the hell are you this chipper this morning?” He groans. “I feel like I got tackled by a 500lb man.” “I’ve partied harder in college celebrating a UGA win.” I chuckle. “Last night was nothing compared to the shit I did when I actually lived here.” “How many more football players are going to make their debut here?” Jimmy asks. “Are they solely going to be former UGA players?” “Nope. There going to be a few Kansas City Chiefs players.” I reply. “I know Patrick Mahomes is coming with his high school sweetheart. I think Kelce is coming and I’m pretty sure Cheetah is coming.” “You’re lucky I know who Cheetah is.” Jimmy questions him. “Can’t you say his name?” “Calling him Tyreek is just weird.” I admit with a laugh. “Just like calling Kelce by his first name. It just can’t happen. Even when we dated, I never called him Travis.” “You and Travis dated?” There is genuine shock in his voice. “Wow. That’s kinda shocking.” “It only lasted 6 months.” I shrug. “It was the tail end of my senior year in college. He just got drafted to KC and my brother just started working there.” “Was distance a reason why you didn’t stay together?” “Fuck no.” I laugh. “Him not being able to keep it in his pants is why it didn’t work out. Distance had no direct cause in our break up.”

“Why would your brother invite him to his wedding then?” “Because surprisingly Kelce and I are still friends.” I snicker. “Don’t know how that happened. I don’t make staying friends with exes a habit. I mean Aaron is an exception but he never cheated on me. We just broke up because we realized we were really better off as friends; at least with the second break up we realized that.” “So it’s safe to say I won’t have any competition this weekend?” A smile dances on his lips, showcasing his gorgeous dimples. “None whatsoever Mister Garoppolo.” I return the smile. “But even if you innocently flirt with me, there will be a ton of football players that will go into overprotective mode. Especially the O-Line from UGA. David may have been a former teammate of yours, but he was my friend first.” “Duly noted.” He laughs. “But I’m pretty sure he’d approve of me. He knows I’m a good guy.” “He has mentioned that I could do a lot worse.” I agree. “And besides, how much damage could innocently flirting with each other cause?” “None whatsoever.” He replies. “Plus it’ll make the bride very happy.” “That it would.” I laugh quietly. “Hey, want to know my super secret hangover cure?” “Should I be scared?” “Do you trust me?” “I met you less than 24 hours.” He reminds me. “Do you trust me?” I repeat my question. “Don’t make me regret this.” He sighs, “but yea, I trust you.” “Come on. Whataburger is calling our names.” I smile as I get up out of my chair. “Follow me to my room so I can get my car keys and we’ll head on out to get our food.” “What the hell is Whataburger?” He asks as he follows me to my room. “It’s the thing that is going to cure your hangover.” I smile, despite knowing he can’t see it. “Let’s go cure your hangover!” ** “Ok these aren’t bad.” Jimmy announces with a mouth full of his bacon and cheese burger as we sit at a park bench. “These are kind of like In-N-Out burgers.” “Bite your fucking tongue.” I playfully glare at him as I dip my french fry in my chocolate milkshake, earning a look from the man in front of me. “Don’t judge until you try it.” “People usually only do those with the frosties from Wendy’s.” “While they are good, I prefer Whataburger’s milkshakes more.” I shrug. “They’re thicker and are a lot more chocolatey.” “So this is your hangover cure, huh?” He swallows another bite of his burger. “Why this place and no McDs or Burger King?” “This place has better service.” I shrug. “And it has better fries and milkshakes. The amount of times Brandi and I drove through the drive through after a night of parting is pretty insane. And if we were still drunk, we’d go to Krystals or Taco Bell. Because let’s face it, those places are only good when you’re hammered.” “How did you and Brandi meet?” He asks. “Because obviously it wasn’t because of a sorority. You are nothing like those friends.” “She was my assigned roommate Freshman year.” I smile. “She was this sweet, naive northern girl that I felt like I had to take under my wing.” “I thank you for that.” He sincerely tells me. “Brandi is a big important part of my life. And I was so worried about her making friends when she came down here. She never made friends easily back home.” “I knew from the moment I met her, she would be a big part of my life.” I assure him. “I’d be lost without her.” “What else can you show me from your college days?” He asks me. “I would love to get to know the college version of you.” “You barely know the country singer version of me.” I counter him. “Why would you want to know college me more?” “Because I have a feeling the college version of you is the best version.” He shrugs, a smile playing on his lips. “I want to know the version of yourself your fans don’t get to see. I want to know the girl that doesn’t give two shits what others think about her.” I bite my lower lip, thinking about what I want to subject Jimmy too. “Fine. This weekend you’ll only see College Sutton. Be warned; she’s not for everyone. She can be a crazy bitch. But she means well.” “Where do you want to go first?” “100 Proof.” I reply. “My first real job and a place we would constantly hang out at. Oh the story those walls can tell if they could talk.” “Come on, then.” He says, getting up from what he’s sitting; offering me a hand. A smile creeps on my lips as I take his hand and allow him to pull me up to my feet. “Ladies first.” He moves aside allowing me to walk in front of him. “Are you sure you’re not doing this to check out my ass?” “I plead the fifth.” He laughs, earning a laugh from me.

[american-satanxx]

Hell of a Night//Chapter 1

Author’s note: Despite me being a die hard Chiefs fan, I have been working on this Jimmy G fanfic. Go figure! I write fanfics for my back up team more than my main team. If you like to be tagged let me know!

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Pretty Boys At The University, Watching Them Walk In Their Levi Jeans

“You're as warm as a glass of brandy. And honey, I stay stoned on your love all the time” I pull into the hotel my brother, Nick, and his future wife , Brandi, have picked out for wedding guests and wedding party. I kill the engine and take a deep breath before grabbing my purse and getting out of the car. I take a deep breath of that Georgia air and feel oddly at home. I go around to my trunk to get my overnight bag as well as my trusty old Fender CF-60. I sling the guitar over my shoulder and head towards the hotel room. I get to the front desk and smile at the starstruck blonde in front of me. “Welcome to the Hotel Indigo, how may I help you this lovely afternoon Miss Maverick?” “I’m checking in actually.” I smile to her. “I’m part of the Maverick-Danvers wedding party.” “I’m assuming you are on groom’s side?” She smiles before clicking on the computer before handing me my key. “Mr. Maverick picked this room specifically for you. Hope you enjoy it.” “Thank you.” I say as I take the key and start towards the elevators. I pick my floor and just as the doors begin to shut, I hear a voice yelling for me to hold the elevator. I do so and I’m immediately met with the most gorgeous brown eyes ever. He lets himself in and looks at the floors and realizes we’re heading to the same floor.

“Thank you.” He smiles a smile that can make any girls’ knees weak. “I needed to get out of there before my friend tried hooking me up with one of her bridesmaids.” “I’m assuming you’re one of Brandi’s friends from Illinois.” I chuckle. “That girl is relentless. She wants everyone around her to be as happy as she is on her wedding day.” “She’s always been like that though.” He smiles, fondly. “I’m Jimmy by the way.” “I’m Sutton.” I introducing myself. “I’m Nick’s younger sister and one of Brandi’s bridesmaids.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you. And I hope you don’t mind the crack about Brandi hooking me up with one of you guys. I’ve met most of her college friends and they are a lot to handle.” “Trust me I know.” I laugh. “That’s sorority girls for you. But those girls certainly know how to put together an amazing brunch.” “I kinda wish should would have stayed and went to Eastern Illinois. I might have saved her from that life.” “Hey us Georgia girls aren’t that bad.” I defend myself, laughing a little. “We are more than pearl necklaces and bless your hearts.” “Are you originally from Georgia?” He asks. “You don’t have an accent.” “Born and bred.” I smile as we make it to our floor. “I guess this is us.” “I guess so.” He says as the two of us head out of the elevator. “I guess I’ll see you around this weekend’s festivities, huh? Are they really have a whiskey tasting tonight followed by a wine tasting?” “Apparently they want their guests and wedding party to get trashed tonight.” I laugh. “But yea, I’ll see you around. I’ll actually be looking forward to it.” “Why is that?” He smirks. “You’re not bad to look at.” I smirk back before walking towards my room that’s in the complete opposite direction Jimmy is heading in. I get in my room and see a note on the bed. I head over and see my brother’s chicken scratch. “Here’s to hoping this room will give you the inspiration to make your dreams larger than life.” I read aloud. I can’t help but smile. Nick is always thinking of me. He’s always wanting to live my dreams, even if our parents aren’t as supportive. I place my bag and guitar down and head over to the window. A smile appears on my lips as I take in the sites of downtown Athens. I’m home. I think to myself. It’s been so long since I’ve stepped foot in this sleepy college town, I almost miss it. My walking down memory lane has come to an end by the sound of my phone going off. I pull my Galaxy out of my pocket and smile at the screen. The contact name is A-Dawg <3, which is not only my ex-boyfriend but one of my best friends, Aaron Murray. Me and the O-line are downstairs. Get your pretty ass down here and meet us at the pool. I roll my eyes but do as the text says. This weekend is definitely what the doctor prescribed…

[american-satanxx]

Hii :) Will you have a Jimmy G imagine coming out any time soon?

I've got two requests but haven't had the time to actually sit down and write.

I do have a full time job thats pretty crazy so I can't write as freely as I want

[american-satanxx]

Hell of a Night//Chapter 2

Author’s note: Let me know if you want to be tagged. Also sending me prompts and requests for Jimmy imagines! I’m in the mood to write something this weekend!

Masterpost!

Give Me Tall Dark And Handsome. Mix It Up With Something Strong

“Sutton, I have the perfect guy for you!” Brandi tells me over drinks, causing the guys around us to groan, as well as their wives. All of us know Brandi and have been victims of her hookups. “Guys I’m serious, he’s perfect for her. He’s just her type!” “What’s her type exactly?” Aaron Murray, the ex, asks, chuckling. “Tall, dark, handsome and Italian.” She smiles. “Plus he’s also a quarterback.” “How is being a quarterback my type?” I question the brunette. “I only dated one QB and that was our first two years in college.” “Why do I keep forgetting you and Aaron dated?” Sharon, Aaron’s wife, asks with a laugh. “We really need to go out for drinks and talk about all of his annoying habits. I’d like to hear someone else’s thoughts.” “Don’t you dare.” He playfully glares at his wife before laughing and kissing her. It’s nice to finally see him happy. “Would the guy you’re trying to hook me up with be named Jimmy?” I question her, causing her to gasp. “How the hell did you know!?” “I ran into him in the elevator after checking in.” I smile. “He mentioned something about you trying to hook him up with one of your bridesmaids.” “So what are your thoughts on my boy?” She asks, wiggling her eyebrows at him. “Cute right?” “He has an amazing smile.” I admit. “But Brandi, a relationship isn’t in the cards right now. I’ve got a lot of shit going on with my career. I can’t put a guy through that.” “He’s a football player, he’s used to the constant travel.” She states. “He’s an NFL player.” “What team does he play for?” David Andrews, center for the Patriots and possibly my best friend, asks. “And what’s his last name?”

She blushes. “You’d know him. He was drafted to your team. He was supposed to be groomed to be Brady’s replacement.” “Garoppolo is your Jimmy?” David chuckles before turning to me. “He’s a great guy, Sut. Trust me. You could do a lot worse.” “No means no.” I sigh. “A relationship isn’t in the cards for me. No matter how awesome of a guy he is. I’m not going to be responsible for breaking a guy’s heart. Can’t do it.” “Where is Jimmy anyway?” David asks. “I haven’t seen him in a while.” “He’s having drinks with Nick.” Brandi replies. “He wants to get to know the man I’m about to marry. I’ve been friends with Jimmy since we were in diapers. He’s always been protective of me.” “Poor Jimmy,” I chuckle. “My brother isn’t exactly pleasant company.” “And why is that short stuff?” I hear my brother’s voice ask behind me. I turn around and see him and Jimmy standing there with PBRs in their hands. “Your taste in beer is horrendous and you aren’t fun.” I smile at him. “Ask your former teammates.” I turn to the boys in front of me and they all avoid eye contact with me. I can’t help the laugh that escapes as I turn back to my brother. “Hoes ain’t loyal, huh?” “Did you seriously call yourself a hoe?” Nick chuckles. “You’re something else.” “Well people have called me worse.” I shrug as both him and Jimmy take their seats next to Brandi. “Where did O-line disappear to?” Nick questions. “Is it seriously just Aaron and David?” “Again, hoes ain’t loyal.” I laugh. “Besides, David and Aaron are seriously the best part of the O-Line.” “I’m so going to tell Arthur you said that.” Aaron chuckles. “You might just break his heart.” “Add him to the list of broken hearts.” I laugh. “Jimmy, I just talked to you on the phone the other day.” David starts. “Why the hell didn’t you tell me you’d be in Georgia?” “Didn’t think it would have been a big deal.” Jimmy laughs. “But I did mention I had a wedding to go to. I just didn’t tell you where.” Jimmy then turns to Brandi. “Why didn’t you tell me you knew David Andrews?” “Didn’t think to mention it.” She shrugs. “He’s not like this superstar in my eyes. He’s just David. Just like you’re just Jimmy.” “The tall, dark, handsome Italian quarterback.” I chuckle, earning a confused look from Jimmy. “Those were Brandi’s selling points. Apparently I’m that bridesmaid she was trying to hook you up with.” “Oh okay then.” He chuckles. “Now I feel even worse for that comment.” “You’re good.” I assure him with a smile. “I would have made the same comment if Brandi did that to me as soon as I walked into the hotel.” “I’m telling you, you guys are perfect for each other.” Brandi defends herself. “But noooo, you guys rather think of your careers than finding love.” “I’m just coming off an injury, I have a lot to prove this upcoming season.” Jimmy defends his actions. “And I just released a new CD.” I defend my own reasoning. “That includes press tours, national tour, international tour and everything in between. Jimmy may be a good guy, but again a relationship is—-” “Isn’t in the cards, I know.” Brandi sighs. This causes Nick to rub her back for comfort. “I know you want them to be as happy as you are but you can’t force it, babe.” Nick tells her. “You just have to let this happen naturally.” “But they’d be perfect together.” Brandi pouts. “Then love will find away.” I tell her, appealing to her romantic side. “But you can’t force it.” “Fine, but when you guys get married I have the right to tell you guys I told you so at your wedding.” Brandi points at us in a semi-threatening matter. “Sure, you can do that.” Jimmy laughs at his childhood friend before looking at me. His smile growing as he watches me. That damn smile is going to be the end of me.

[american-satanxx]

can you do a jimmy g smut where the reader comforts him after super bowl loss

The funny thing about this request is that this is the plot of the smut idea I've been working on in my head.

[american-satanxx]

Hell of a Night//Chapter 3

Author’s note: Send Jimmy G imagine requests please! Also let me know if you want to be on the tagged list

Masterpost

Put In My Country Rock Hip-Hop Mixtape. Little Conway, A Little T-Pain, Might Just Make It Rain

After the wine and whiskey tasting, a bunch of us managed to find the local karaoke bar. Right now Nick and Brandi are up there singing some song by Faith Hill and Tim McGraw. I’m just sitting back, drinking a Jameson and Sprite when Jimmy walks up to me with a beer in hand. “So I have a question for you.” He tells me as he sits down next to me. “You don’t have to answer it if you don’t want to, though. It’s all up to you.” “Jimmy, what’s the question.” I smile at him. “Even though, you are very cute when you are rambling.” “Why are you single?” He asks, causing me to chuckle. “You’re seriously perfect. You’re smart, funny, and you can practically be one of the guys. How are you still single?” “Career comes first.” I reply simply. “Guys don’t like successful women, despite what they say. And most guys don’t want to be second to a career. To them, they should be my world. Because they can keep me warm at night and a career cant.” “That’s bullshit.” Jimmy snorts. “Those guys were clearly threatened by you and you’re independence.” I feel my cheeks heat up. “Thanks Jimmy. So what about you? Any girls in your lives? Or are you strictly dating porn stars now?” “You heard about that?” He lets out a humorless chuckle. “Should have known.” “49er fan or not; everyone has heard this.” I chuckle. “But seriously, why don’t you have a woman on your arm? You’re tall, dark and handsome. You’re the total package.” “As a football player you attract one of two types of women.” He starts with a sigh. “You, of course, have the types of girls that are only into you for the fame and fortune. Then the good girls that think will love you forever but leave once the season starts. They always say that they can’t take the traveling and constant practice.”

“I’m sorry but that’s a bullshit excuse to dump a guy.” I snort. “They knew what they were getting into when they said yes to dating an NFL QB.” “You’d think.” A genuine chuckle escapes his lips but that quickly turns into a full blown laugh when he sees David Andrews stumbles onto the stage. “I’m going to sing a song written by a good friend of mine.” He slurs his words slightly. “I’m singing Double Heart by our very own Sutton Maverick!” “So I have another question for you.” Jimmy states. “Did you seriously dump someone because they got your name tattooed on their body?” “Yea.” I reply with a smile. “We’ve only been dating for less than six months when he did it. This was during senior year in college, I believe. He saw the relationship differently than I did. He was a great guy, but he wanted a housewife. He wanted something I wasn’t going to be able to give him.” “Afraid of commitment?” “No. I’m afraid of other people having a fear of commitment.” I reply honestly. “Plus any guy that tattoos a girls name on their body after six months isn’t right in the head.” “I can’t disagree with that statement.” He laughs before a comfortable silence washes over us as we watch our mutual friend make an ass out of himself. ** “So what are we going to do about Brandi?” Jimmy asks as House of the Rising Sun comes on. “She is trying to set us up. And apparently she thinks she’s winning. I’ve noticed her staring at us most of this night.” “We could let her think she’s won.” I shrug. “We can flirt and have fun all weekend and then we can go our separate ways.” I suggest to him. “We can have a final dance at the reception and you can go back to California and I can make my way back to Tennessee.” “Why would you want to play into her hand?” He questions me. “Because she’ll stop trying to set us up.” I smirk, revealing my plan. “And besides, being set up with you isn’t the end of the world. You’re nice, sweet and not bad to look at.” “Typical woman, only using me for my looks.” He scoffs, rolling his eyes playfully. “You have good looks and an ass that won’t quit.” I chuckle. “Any girl would be lucky to have you on their arm.” “You’re something else, Sutton.” He smiles. “I’d love to spend the weekend with you. You’re right, it could have been worse. I’m just glad you’re not one of Brandi’s sorority sisters. It’s nice to have a normal conversation with someone. Her other friends hurt my ears.” “What is with all the yelling?” I question him, laughing. “It’s nice to have girls that’ll have your back but damn! That screeching is like nails on a chalkboard.” “This weekend is going to be amazing.” He laughs. “This might just be the best wedding ever…” And I can’t help but to agree. This might just be the best wedding ever...

[american-satanxx]

Loved the jimmy g pornstar imagine you should totally do a part 2

Thanks.

I've thought about doing it.

[american-satanxx]

Hiii I saw u taking requests and I was hoping you can write something like y/n being a big name in Hollywood and dated Ben Hardy but now Jimmy G???

Ben Hardy and Jimmy Garoppolo in one fic? Be still my heart. Definitely on the list.

[american-satanxx]

There’re way too little imagines on Jimmy G so I’m happy you’re writing about him!

Jimmy G needs more love!

[american-satanxx]

Hi! I hope ur having a great day!! I wanted ask if there is going to be any smut in the Jimmy G fanfic u are writing? I’m just wondering! :)

Possibly. I haven't thought that far yet. But there is a good possibility. Because have you see that man? Yum.