#jimmy garoppolo fic

[ilyasorokinn]

2/3 req: jimmy garoppolo - "i think i'm gonna fail this test-" "it's okay, you pass in my heart." "that means nothing." <- this is so fucking funny I cannot wait to see what you do with this

TO PASS OR TO FAIL

tagging vegas in the tags hurt a lot, but i hope he slays cause he deserves it, and if you disagree, argue with a wall cause idc.

10. "i think i'm gonna fail this test-" "it's okay, you pass in my heart." "that means nothing." (from this prompt list)

tw: mentions of throwing up (but no throwing up)

you were embarrassed to admit you didn't have your driver's license. you just didn't need it. you had friends who drove and jimmy drove, so you took advantage of that.

"i think i'm gonna throw up." you bent down, shoving your head between your knees and breathing.

"oh, come on, you're gonna do great! you've studied every book in the history of the dmv. you've taken all the tests, all the quizzes, and passed them all. you're gonna be fine." he reached over and gave your hand a reassuring squeeze.

"james, i think i'm gonna fail this test-"

"you're gonna be fine." he laughed at the use of his first name, "it's okay, you pass in my heart."

"that literally means nothing to me." you glared up at him.

"all right, shutting up now." he raised his hands in surrender and turned his attention back to the road.

he pulled into the dmv lot, and you felt your heart pick up, "i think i'm having a heart attack, is this what a heart attack feels like?" you put a hand to your chest, feeling your heart begin to beat erratically.

"you aren't having a heart attack," jimmy stated.

"how do you know that? have you had one?"

"no, but i'm pretty sure you wouldn't be able to talk as coherently as you are right now."

"fair enough." you nodded.

"look, you're gonna go in there, you're gonna wait in that ridiculously long line, and you are gonna take that test and pass it, then you're gonna walk out here and we're gonna go get some celebratory in-n -out."

"and if i don't pass?"

"then we'll go home without in-n-out." he shrugged.

"you're not helping." you pushed his shoulder and grabbed your paperwork before heading towards the front door.

"i love you!" he called out.

jimmy waited in the car for what felt like hours, but when you finally walked out, he perked up. you opened the door, not saying anything, "so? did you pass? did you fail?"

you looked up at him, an unreadable expression on your face before you broke out into a smile, "i passed!" you exclaimed.

"yes!" he jumped out of his seat and wrapped his arms around you in a big hug, "i knew you could do it!"

"well, you were an okay teacher." you joked.

"okay?! i was an amazing teacher! the best-"

"all right, whatever you say, now let's go get in-n-out."

taylor's 2.5k celly!

[boltupbitches]

Football *NFL Fanfiction Masterlist

UPDATED 08/18/2024

You can find my work over on Wattpad under ForzaAzzurri. I’m dual posting my one shots/imagines here and there for my Honeymoons and Heartbreaks series.

Wattpad link: ForzaAzzurri

Layla Herbert Series - Justin Herbert

Part 1 One Day at a Time (angst -> happy ending)

Part 2 Today's the Day

Part 3 Cheers to Us

Part 4 My Daughter Thinks I'm Ugly

Part 5 Birthday Boy

Part 6 Three of Us

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Honeymoons and Heartbreaks Collection

Jimmy Garoppolo

Joe Burrow (no longer write for)

Her Name? Effie Burrow (fluff)

What Was I Made For? (Angst)

--> What Was I Made For? Part 2

Joey Bosa

Anti-Hero

Justin Herbert

Coffee Spills (fluff)

The One That Got Away (angst -> fluff)

We Can't Be Friends (angst)

Nick Bosa (no longer write for)

Never Really Over [Part I]   [Part II] (angst -> happy ending)

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Sliding in the DMs - Joey Bosa Fic*

*Inspired by She-Bear

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

Part Nine

Part Ten

Part Eleven

Part Twelve

Part Thirteen

Part Fourteen

Part Fifteen

Part Sixteen

Part Seventeen

Part Eighteen

Birthday one shot for Joey with Arty

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Lover -Nick Bosa (Spin-off of Sliding in the DMs)

(Indefinite Hiatus)

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

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One Kiss - Nick Bosa Fic

(Indefinite Hiatus)

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

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One shots, Blurbs, and Imagines

Jimmy Garoppolo

Kiss it Better

Joe Burrow (no longer write for)

Damsel in Distress

#1 Fan -> Sequel: Biggest Fan

Clingy

Green Isn't Your Color

Enemies to Lovers

Joey Bosa

Comfort (18+ content)

Less Than Zero

Hotel Workout (18+ content)

She-Bear

Come In (18+ content)

Safeword (18+ content)

Gonna Make You Sweat (18+ content)

Josh Allen (no longer write for)

Blanket Fort

Justin Herbert

Baby Herb

Jealousy (18+ content)

Bad Habits

Self-Deprecating Losers

The Great Outdoors

Workaholic

Team Photographer

Nick Bosa (no longer write for)

We’re Live!

Welcome to the Family

Black Ties

Tee Higgins

Exclusive?

Sam Hubbard

A #94 Jersey

[mamaestapa]

Hey, for the jealous Joe fic you could have reader be dating someone he’s known to be friends with. My first thought was Nick Bosa, mostly cause I know they’re friends according to some posts on Nicks insta. They also were Ohio state Buckeyes together.

However, regardless of who you have reader date I know this fic is going to be amazing!

i had a couple people say nick too! i thought about using him, but @balanceingrace mentioned jimmy g and i just couldn’t turn that away (bc who doesn’t love some jimmy g?🥵) lol.

so i’ve decided to go with jimmy garoppolo! i appreciate you helping me out and suggesting a player though :)

thank you for your kind words love! i hope you all enjoy this fic. i’m very excited for it🤍

[linasobsessions]

Was it Nothing to You? {Jimmy Garoppolo} Part I

AN: this is a repost/rewrite of a fic that I have on wattpad. I thought people on here might enjoy it as well so here it is 😌

Jimmy Garoppolo x fem!Reader

Summary: Being in love with someone who sees you only as a friend is never easy. But being in love with a friend that you sleep with on a regular basis was even harder.

That's something (Y/N) starts to realize as well when feelings for her friend Jimmy start to creep up on her. The problem: not only is Jimmy the famous starting Quarterback for the San Francisco 49ers but also someone who isn't really cut out for serious relationships. Will she tell him about her feelings or will she distance herself to protect herself from rejection and hurt?

She should have known that it wasn't a good idea. To be honest, it had been one of the worst ideas they had in a long time. But she had accepted his offer without a second thought. Who could blame her tho? Jimmy and her were close and she believed it wouldn't take a toll on their friendship. And how could she possibly refuse the opportunity to hook up with one of the hottest NFL players on a regular basis?

He was everything a man should be in her eyes. He was caring and loving, but also someone you could joke around with. He was successful and did really well for himself. He was someone who could provide a good life for you. Not to mention his good looks. His face looked like those one of male models. His jawline sharp with cheeks full of scruff. His eyes a deep chocolate brown you could get yourself lost in. His whole body was carved by Greek gods so strong and powerful.

The suggestion came out of nowhere for her. She was okay with them being just friends. Of course she thought he was attractive but that was it. She would have never believed that she could have the opportunity to sleep with him. Not just because they were only good friends but also because she just wasn't his type. Not that she was not pretty by any means, no, just because she wasn't what society considered the beauty standard. Guys like him would never go for girls like her. But she had also seen the girls Jimmy had gone home with from clubs and went on dates with. They were all skinny, so gorgeous and absolute unlike her. Most of them were the complete opposite to her and as much as she hated it, she couldn't help but compare herself to those women. She almost wanted to laugh. Jimmy Garoppolo wanted to hook up with her? It had to be a joke.

But he wasn't joking. Not at all. His expression was as serious as it could get. He was really asking her to hook up with him. And  even though she knew deep down this would stirr up something unwanted, she agreed. A couple of seconds of silence arose between the two of them. It wasn't awkward by any means but rather filled with some kind of electricity. And when Jimmy closed the space between them and pressed his lips onto hers for the first time that electricity felt like dozens of fireworks going off at the same time. Their hands explored each other's bodies as (Y/N) deepened the kiss that got more passionate by the second. They unconsciously agreed on one thing: their clothes needed to come off as soon as possible. While making their way to (Y/N)'s bedroom, more searching around for the right way because neither of them wanted to break the kiss,  they started to pull each other's clothes off. His shirt first, followed by her hoodie before they fell on her bed, the rest of their clothes becoming less and less.

Their first time was filled with passion as both forgot where they ended and the other began. Pure, hot pleasure ran through their veins and nerves as only the sounds of their breaths, moans and skin on skin were audible. It was amazing. And (Y/N) had to admit. He was the best she ever had. Unlike her other boyfriends and hook ups he focused on her and her needs, making her reach her high not only once, but twice. She was absolutely spent and from the rapid beating of his heart and heavy breathing Jimmy was too.

(Y/N) would have expected him to get out of bed after they were done but the opposite was the case. Jimmy pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her waist. Her head rested on his chest so she got lulled to sleep by his heartbeat and his hands drawing circles on the skin of her waist.

On this night neither of them knew the chaos that would soon arise because of their agreement. On this night both of them were just glad to have someone lying next to them, keeping them company.

[jackinalex]

In honor of today being the first day of fall, I’m making a very short fic rec list. These are my favorite football-themed fics (American football, of course, since it’s a fall sport lol). Speaking of football, go hogs and 49ers!! (the latter is not bc I want to d***t***** Jimmy Garoppolo, though that is also true)

Anyway sorry here’s the fics. Interestingly enough, they’re all smut lol. I’ll add the ones that aren’t on the main fic rec list to it ASAP.

In Those Dark Sweaty Rooms + sequel Touchdown Boy

Ready?! Okay!

Gives You Hell

Violet (technically not a football fic but it also is? just read it lmao it’s my fave smut one shot of all time)

[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.

[running-on-fanfiction]

Jimmy Garoppolo - Hating

hi Jules! can you write with Jimmy Garoppolo where the girl is a friend of Julian Edelman and he introduce her to Jimmy but she doesn’t like Jimmy at first but they end up being friends and she fall in love with him? idk if it look a little confusing sorry lol

A/N: I couldn’t get a fic to work, so it became a Headcanon. Sorry. Enjoy! -Jules

Julian, was your roommate so Jimmy was over a lot.

The first time you saw him, you though he was a classic douche. 

“What’s wrong with Jimmy?”

“I don’t like him.”

“Why?”

“I just don’t” 

You would do anything, to not be in the same room as him.

once time you took four hour cleaning the bathroom, because you didn’t want to see him.

“He’s gone. You can come out now.”

“I wasn’t hiding. I was cleaning.”

“Yeah, and I’m a ballerina.” 

It got to the point where Julian couldn’t take it anymore.

So he locked you two in his bedroom.

“Julian, please! It smells in here!” 

“You whine a lot.” 

“You...you..shut up.” 

Jimmy, giggled as he watched you spend a solid hour trying to get out of the room. 

He took this time to get to know you.

“Do you have any siblings?” 

You would give him the craziest look, as you were trying to unscrew the door hinges. 

“Yea, two brothers. You?”

“Yeah one brother, Mike. Did you grow up here?”

After an hour and no luck you were now sitting across the room.

Back to the door.

Jimmy’s back against the bed. 

“So then what happened?” 

After another two hours Julian let you two out. 

He was worried you were going to hit him.

But you hugged him.

“We have a date tomorrow.” 

-Julianne

[onceuponaprincessworld]

CaptainSwan One-Shots Recs p.11

Hello there! This is a new list of some astounding new and old One shots. There are all worth a read and a re-read. Hope you enjoy! 

If you are intrested you can find my other lists here.

No More Running, @ilovemesomekillianjones

What happens when Emma doesn't seize her opportunity to tell Killian exactly how she feels about him? Based on the prompt, “you’re in the hospital for the holidays so i came in while you were sleeping to decorate your room i love you merry christmas” - from this post: http://nadiahilker.tumblr.com/post/133627477715/im-always-a-slut-for-a-christmas-au-i-know-we 

anonymous swan, @swanandapirate

A Google Docs AU where Emma and Killian both get asked to beta-read something of David’s and start anonymously bickering about every conceivable grammatical and lexical and any other feature of the English language in the Google Docs Comment section but what happens after David decides to intervene? 

Love Is A Ghost You Can't Control, @xemmaloveskillianx

We slept together once and I ran because I was scared you didn’t feel the same way I did. Now I’m the Maid of Honor at my brother’s wedding and you’re the Best Man and I can’t stop thinking about what happened between us.

The One With the Blackout, @imhookedonaswan

What can happen when two strangers are stuck in an ATM vestibule together during a black out?

For Practical Purposes Only, @tnlph

Emma convinces (it didn't take much) Killian to marry her so that she can adopt Henry. This is a fuller version of a short one shot that is probably buried somewhere in the "TNLPH Drabbles" story. People asked for a longer version. So... a year later... hope you enjoy reading a little more of the story.

Shelter from the Storm, @initiala

“Emma.” Mary Margaret’s got her ‘teacher voice’ on, which is really intimidating to the ten-year old living in Emma’s brain most days. “When did we forget to pay the gas bill?”

Luckily, while Mary Margaret goes to stay with David, Killian is more than happy to offer Emma shelter three days before Christmas.

Keep On Fallin', @resident-of-storybrooke

Emma Swan may be a successful bail bondsperson, but when it comes to her love life not so much. After several failed blind dates Emma is ready to give up, but Mary Margaret convinces her to give it one more shot. Is Mr. One Shot going to be the one? Or is she willing to risk taking a chance with her blue eyed gorgeous neighbor?

The Bookshop Around the Corner, @polarbearmorgan

For the past five months, Emma Swan has been talking to RollyJoger online, little does she know, he's actually the man that just might run her small bookshop out of business.

Prompt, @nowforruin

My favorite trope! ‘Enemies’ who secretly love each other forced to come to terms with their feelings. Smooching fluff ensues. Bonus if their friends had a bet on when they’d finally get together.

Scar of the Heart, @curiousthingdarkness

Emma Swan hunts alone. Except on nights when Killian Jones, fellow demon hunter and pain in her ass, insists on joining her. When dealing with a particularly troublesome beast, they discover that perhaps there is more to each other than meets the eye. Captain Swan soulmate/demon hunter AU, one shot.

A Cat By Any Other Name, @msgenevieve447

It's midnight on her first night in her new place and there's a cat in her kitchen. Which would be fine, but she doesn't actually own a cat, especially one that looks like it's planning the best way to get rid of her body without getting caught. (warning - there are shameless allusions to a certain sci-fi show in this fic)

fish out of water, @captainswanouat

Killian Jones truly just wanted to live a normal life. Go to class, come home, finish his education, and hide the fact that he is, in fact, a merman. He was into his final year of school and so far, nobody had caught on to his charade; but all good things must come to an end sometime and truly, it was his own fault it happened.

Based on the prompt: “I know it's late and I don't know you but I hear you can talk to fish and I'm worried my goldfish is depressed”

Half the world away, @ladyciaramiggles

Emma and Killian's friendship has grown from work colleagues to best friends and as Christmas approaches they intend to keep each other company, there's just a small matter of an ocean between them.

The Holiday Season(s), @once-uponacaptain

Emma Swan is not fond of holidays. But maybe a routine encounter with a local bartender could change that.

Untitled,@emmasinthebooknow

Captain Swan modern celebrity!AU: Emma is a famous actress, Killian is the (not famous) guy she just started dating. Because of Emma’s fame, the press is making things difficult, but Killian finds an unexpected way of reassuring Emma that he isn’t going anywhere.

Prompt,  @awkwardnessandbaseball

Secret prince/princess.

Another Cliched Mountain Lodge Romance Novel, @spartanguard

Emma Swan, avid reader of romance novels, appreciates them for their vapid characters and incredibly unrealistic settings. She never imagined that she'd ever stumble into one—or that the man she'd find living alone in a mountain lodge would be the male lead in her own story. (Or how quickly it would escalate—and how okay with that she was.)

What a Year (for a New Year), @high-seas-swan

Killian Jones, Boston Bruins right winger, needs a break from the questions and concerns over his career-threatening injury. He thought Storybrooke would be the perfect place to escape to. What he didn't expect was Emma Swan, her kid and a holiday season he never knew he needed.

And I Don't Want To Go Home Right Now, @hollyethecurious

CS Hiatus Challenge Prompt - 'Iris' by the Goo Goo Dolls: Modern AU; Killian Jones had not left his apartment in two years, four months, and thirteen days. Not since he'd finally decided to shut himself away from the whole blasted world after a freak accident had left him without his hand, and for all practical purposes, his heart.

The Bench, @startswithhope

So, I’ve never attempted an AU before, so be gentle. I wanted to write a NYE fic and this is where my muse led me.

Prompt, @captainswanatk

city man/woman returns home to small town after being away. 

Plan B, @lassluna

It’s New Years Eve and Emma has plans. It’s a good plan, she’s going to bring her boyfriend to a New Years Eve party where her brother won’t be able to kill him.

Except now Emma is inconveniently boyfriend-less, and all her friends are expecting him.

Emma Swan needs a new plan.

kiss me (on this cold december night), @jennifer-morrison​

Maybe asking your best friend to pretend to be your boyfriend as you make a trip back home isn’t the smartest idea Emma’s had in a while. then again, how smart is Killian for actually saying yes?

The Unofficially Official Most Handsome Man in Storybrooke, @blowmiakisscolin

So, the prompt for this fic came about during a conversation with my dear friend Kristin last night. We were talking football, specifically about how the commentators of the 49ers-Texans game were very openly swooning over the hotness of our new quarterback for the 49ers (former NE Patriot Jimmy Garoppolo). They repeatedly brought it up throughout the game, even going so far as to do a “Handsome-Off” between him and Tom Brady. E-Network-style comparison clips of them running out of their respective tunnels and dreamy-soft-lit-close-ups of their faces included. It was borderline ridiculous and I loved it. K and I were highly amused by the swooning NFL commentators verbally drooling over Jimmy G. And then she had to go and plant the seed of:

“Yo, why did I just picture Leroy and the dwarves staging a Handsome-Off for David and Killian?”

Amas Veritas,  emmaofmisthaven

“What’s your price?”

He opens his mouth, but no word come so he closes it. He tries a second time, “I don’t know. Isn’t the first born a thing or…?”

Emma makes a face. “No, gross. Something else.” She pouts, then she adds. “How about your happiest day? Does it seem like a fair trade to you?”

[blowmiakisscolin]

FF: The Unofficially Official Most Handsome Man in Storybrooke

So, the prompt for this fic came about during a conversation with my dear friend @xemmaloveskillianx​ last night. We were talking football, specifically about how the commentators of the 49ers-Texans game were very openly swooning over the hotness of our new quarterback for the 49ers (former NE Patriot Jimmy Garoppolo). They repeatedly brought it up throughout the game, even going so far as to do a “Handsome-Off” between him and Tom Brady. E-Network-style comparison clips of them running out of their respective tunnels and dreamy-soft-lit-close-ups of their faces included. It was borderline ridiculous and I loved it.

K and I were highly amused by the swooning NFL commentators verbally drooling over Jimmy G. And then she had to go and plant the seed of: “Yo, why did I just picture Leroy and the dwarves staging a Handsome-Off for David and Killian?”

And so this happened. And I regret nothing. (I’m also very proud because I managed to write a SHORT oneshot, instead of one that got way out of hand and ended up owning my ass at 10K words.) (This one is 1.5K. Hurrah!)

P.s. it’s canon-compliant aside from the mention of Henry’s whereabouts. I fixed that to what it should have been. You’re welcome.

Title: The Unofficially Official Most Handsome Man in Storybrooke. Rating: K Genre: Humor; Fluff Pairings: Captain Swan, Snowing, Captain Charming friendship. Words: 1.5K Links: AO3

They should have known Leroy was up to something. It had been conspicuously quiet in town for well over a week, without the usual ruckus he liked to cause. If he wasn’t mouthing off in the Rabbit Hole and instigating a bar fight, he’d probably be found staging some kind of protest over the grocery store charging for plastic bags or the bakery changing its flour supplier. If the town wasn’t in the midst of a curse, Leroy seemed to be more than willing to keep things lively week-to-week.

Which was why a week without any protests or bar fights had warning bells ringing for the current and former Deputy Sheriffs. With Emma now in her third trimester and under strict doctor’s orders not to over-exert herself (by jumping in to break up bar fights or disperse riotous, protesting dwarves, for example), David had stepped up to help Killian man the fort at the station.

The two men would often meet their wives for lunch at Granny’s, and catch them up on all the goings-on in town, but today they’d opted for a mid-morning coffee break as well, seeing as work truly was that slow.

Walking into Granny’s, the two immediately picked up on the sudden beat of silence that descended, all eyes on them, before someone cleared their throat and the low buzz of conversations began again. Leroy, huddled over a piece of paper on the countertop with a gaggle of dwarves around him as they’d entered, was suddenly sat bolt upright and wore a decidedly uneasy expression.

Killian and David exchanged glances and then both approached the counter, causing the dwarves to immediately disperse, leaving their red-faced leader to attempt nonchalance (and fail miserably).

“Leroy,” David greeted him, eyeing him with suspicion, “Everything alright here?”

“Fine! Just fine, y’Highness.”

He replied, much too quickly. But with his focus on David, he had failed to notice David’s pirate companion stealthily approaching on his other side, and before he even had chance to protest, Killian had snatched the piece of paper he’d been attempting to shield from them.

“Hmm. I believe it’s bad form to run a contest such as this without informing the participants, Dwarf.”

David narrowed his eyes in confusion, and Killian passed him the paper, chuckling as he watched a thunderous expression darken David’s features when his eyes scanned the words.

“A ‘Handsome-Off’. It was inevitable, don’t you think, boys?”

Granny piped up, appraising them over her glasses with a smirk on her lips and a sparkle in her eyes. David spluttered with indignation, apparently scandalized at the idea that Granny would be enabling (and even encouraging) such a contest.

“You can’t be serious.”

He grumbled, hands on his hips and the thunderous expression softening at the edges to one of weary bemusement.

“It’s a harmless contest. You’re only pissed because you’re trailing by three points, David.”

Ruby called out, smirking over her shoulder at them as she attempted to fix the eternally-broken coffee machine. Leroy choked on a laugh, but smothered it and tried to pass it off as a cough under David’s withering glare.

“Aye, mate,” Killian chuckled, “It’s harmless. And it would be interesting to see who the residents of Storybrooke deem to be the most dashing enforcer of the law...don’t you think?”

David’s glare was turned on Killian momentarily, until he rolled his eyes and sighed.

“Well, it’s not like you’re going to take any notice of me if I attempt to shut it down. And it’s apparently reducing the number of bar fights and pointless protests we have to break up each week...so fine. Do your silly contest, Leroy.”

The dwarf was clearly about to argue that the town protests were not pointless (though the grocery store was still charging for plastic bags, so the success of that protest was negligible) but he seemed to decide against it and at least had the decency to look chastened at the fact that his underhanded contest had been exposed.

David handed the paper back to him and he scarpered, his gaggle following close behind.

“You’re only letting this charade continue because you intend to win it, don’t you, Dave?”

Killian eyed his father-in-law and best-mate with amusement as he slid into the seat at the counter Leroy had vacated. David took the seat next to him, barely containing his smirk as he met Killian’s gaze.

“Oh, I am going to win it, pirate.”

// CS //

“You can’t use the fact that you saved the lass’ cat from a tree to garner a vote for your face, mate.”

“You would have done exactly the same thing if you’d taken that call, and you know it.”

“At least I don’t have my wife reminding the women at her Mother & Toddler classes to vote for her husband!”

“Oh, don’t you think I didn’t catch Emma bargaining with Regina for her to vote for you!”

The bickering went on and on for well over a week. Emma and Snow took it all in good humor, until they too became quite invested in the contest. Apparently, they all had competitive streaks a mile wide, despite repeatedly reminded one another that they didn’t actually win anything at the end of it all (‘Except bragging rights for the rest of forever,’ Emma had jokingly pointed out).

It was a Friday evening and, as per tradition, the Charming-Swan-Jones-Mills clan had assembled at Granny’s for dinner. It had become a tradition ever since things had quietened down in the town curse-wise, and it was something they all looked forward to each week now. Henry had moved to Boston for college the year before, but he often expressed how much he missed their Friday Family Nights, and in return they assured him his presence was most definitely missed too. But he visited during the holidays and those little family traditions became even more treasured then.

This particular Friday, the ‘Handsome-Off’ was, of course, the main topic of conversation. Regina repeatedly rolled her eyes at the whole debacle, and Granny promptly informed them that Leroy had managed to get every Storybrooke resident to vote now, and he and the dwarves were hard at work counting the votes. Regina rolled her eyes so hard that Emma warned her they’d probably roll right out of her head if she carried on. She rolled her eyes again.

David grinned smugly at Killian (or, as he’d taken to calling him, his arch-rival) across the table as he cut up his young son’s food, and Killian simply shook his head on a chuckle.

“I’ll admit I’ve enjoyed our rivalry this past week, but you should know that the only people I truly care for the opinion of on my dashing good looks is my beautiful wife and this wee pirate princess.”

With an arm around the back of Emma’s chair, Killian reached over and placed his hand on her belly, rubbing with gentle pressure that had their unborn daughter kicking in response. Emma smiled up at him with a small scoff, muttering something that sounded like ‘such a sap’ and he simply grinned, pressing a tender kiss to her temple.

“Oh, please. You’re only saying that because you know I’ve clinched this thing.”

David snorted, and Snow elbowed him none-too-subtly in the ribs.

Their back-and-forth was brought to a halt when Leroy burst through the door of the diner in his trademark manner, voice two decibels above what was required for a small room. Or any room, really.

“The results are in!”

He boomed, waving an envelope above his head with gusto. Regina rolled her eyes.

“Well, come on then, Leroy. Put us all out of our misery.”

Granny called as she came out from behind the counter, wiping her hands on her apron and folding her arms. Expectant eyes were glued on Leroy then as he tore open the envelope with a little more fervor than was strictly necessarily. Emma bit back a laugh and rubbed her bump absently, while David held his breath and Killian leaned back in his chair with a serene expression of mild amusement.

“And the winner is…”

Leroy eyeballed each person in the room, silent seconds ticking by, and Snow covered her mouth to stifle a giggle at the ridiculousness of the build-up.

“Oh, for heaven’s sake. Give me that.”

Regina snapped, standing and grabbed the envelope from Leroy’s hands as he made an outraged sound of protest. Killian wondered if he’d be picketing outside the diner over this the next day.

“Killian won. There. Can we please go back to being adults again now?”

David’s mouth dropped open and he gawped at Regina as though she’d just told him Granny had run out of lasagna. Emma was beaming, clearly thrilled that her husband was the Unofficially Official Most Handsome Man In Storybrooke. Snow initially clapped, until a scandalized glare from her husband had her smiling sheepishly and shrugging.

“I guess you might want to try and save more cats next time, mate.”

Killian chuckled, grinning smugly and quirking an eyebrow at his (probably former) best mate. David turned, red-faced, to Leroy.

“I want a recount!”

Fin.

[ao3feed-captainswan]

The Unofficially Official Most Handsome Man in Storybrooke

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by miamoretti

So, the prompt for this fic came about during a conversation with my dear friend Kristin last night. We were talking football, specifically about how the commentators of the 49ers-Texans game were very openly swooning over the hotness of our new quarterback for the 49ers (former NE Patriot Jimmy Garoppolo). They repeatedly brought it up throughout the game, even going so far as to do a “Handsome-Off” between him and Tom Brady. E-Network-style comparison clips of them running out of their respective tunnels and dreamy-soft-lit-close-ups of their faces included. It was borderline ridiculous and I loved it. K and I were highly amused by the swooning NFL commentators verbally drooling over Jimmy G. And then she had to go and plant the seed of:

“Yo, why did I just picture Leroy and the dwarves staging a Handsome-Off for David and Killian?”

And so this happened. And I regret nothing. (I’m also very proud because I managed to write a SHORT oneshot, instead of one that got way out of hand and ended up owning my ass at 10K words.) (This one is 1.5K. Hurrah!)

P.s. it’s canon-compliant aside from the mention of Henry’s whereabouts. I fixed that to what it should have been. You’re welcome.

Words: 1523, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Once Upon a Time (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Captain Hook | Killian Jones, Prince Charming | David Nolan, Emma Swan, Snow White | Mary Margaret Blanchard, Evil Queen | Regina Mills, Grumpy | Leroy, Widow Lucas | Granny, Red Riding Hood | Ruby

Relationships: Captain Hook | Killian Jones/Emma Swan, Prince Charming | David Nolan/Snow White | Mary Margaret Blanchard, Captain Hook | Killian Jones/Prince Charming | David Nolan

Additional Tags: Captain Hook | Killian Jones & Prince Charming | David Nolan Friendship, Captain Charming - Freeform, Humor, Friendly Rivalry, captain charming bromance, Pregnant Emma Swan, Fluff, Funny

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[ilyasorokinn]

PLEASE SO A CUTE FLUFFY JIMMY G ONE AFTER A GAME THAT THEY WON LIKE AFTER THE PACKERS GAME

POST GAME FEELS

you went with the team to wisconsin to cheer them on. you were bundled in so many layers, but you were wearing your garoppolo jersey and a #10 beanie.

you waited with bated breath as the last couple of seconds ticked down. everything seemed to freeze up until you saw jimmy running over to the stands, over to you.

he leaned up as high as he could, waiting for you. you leaned over the railing and wrapped your arms around him. you leaned back and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"go, i'll meet you after interviews," you promised, cupping his cheek and giving him one last kiss then waving him off.

you had been talking with the security guard, waiting for jimmy, for almost an hour. jeff glanced at something behind you which you knew was jimmy from the way he smirked at you.

after every win, you would run over to him and jump into his arms, giving him a big hug. today was no different.

you ran over to him and jumped into his arms, "you did it."

"we did it, baby!" he cheered.

"you did it!" you kissed his cheek again.

"come on, let's go back to the hotel." he wrapped an arm around your shoulders and led you towards the car.

after getting back to the hotel, you turned laid in bed in the robes given to you by the hotel, and watched a few highlights as you waited for the food that you ordered to arrive.

"i got you something," he announced.

"you got me something?" you asked, sitting up on the bed.

he made his way over to his suitcase and pulled out a jacket, "you got me a jacket?"

"well, it's a special jacket." he showed you the patches on each arm and the 'garoppolo' '10' on the back of the jacket.

"jimmy." you smiled, "it's beautiful." you hugged him.

"i know you already have all your outfits lined up, but i just thought this would be cool." he shrugged.

"i love it." you reassured, "and i'll work it into an outfit."

requests are closed :)

[ilyasorokinn]

idk why but i NEED angsty jimmy g with a happy ending

JIMMY “THE DOUCHE-BAG” GAROPPOLO

i gotchu!

tw: cursing

every friday was standing date night, no matter what was going on, you would stop what you were doing and go out together and do something, or even just stay in and watch a movie together.

instead of going out with your friends for a special girls night, you were sitting in a restaurant, one of your favorites, all by yourself, checking your phone every second, waiting for something from jimmy.

a text, a call, an Instagram dm, for him to walk through the door. anything.

after almost waiting for an hour, you decided to call for the bill. you walked out of the restaurant like a dog with its tail between its legs and ordered an uber.

you got home, and found jimmy sitting on the couch, watching tv like he hadn't just stood you up on date night, "what the hell are you doing?!"

"what're you talking-" he cut himself when he looked up and saw your outfit, "oh..."

"yeah, oh..." you rolled your eyes, "how are you gonna forget something that we do every week? we've been doing this for two years."

"it just slipped my mind." obviously that was the wrong thing to say when he watched your face.

"you are just saying all the wrong things tonight, james." you glared. he knew he was in the wrong when you said his full name.

"i just had a really hard day at practice..."

"you know, you should really learn when to shut your mouth, you idiot!" you threw your bag at him, which he caught before it hit him square in the face.

you stormed off towards the bedroom. you could hear jimmy following after you quickly, but you swiftly shut the door in his face.

"y/n..." he banged on the door.

"no, go away." you threw something at the door, causing him to flinch.

he sighed, but got the message and made his way back into the living room. you went to bed angry at jimmy while he went to bad guilty.

the next morning, you woke up and made your way down to the kitchen. jimmy was still asleep on the couch.

you made your coffee and sat on the patio, waiting for jimmy to wake up. you heard him rustle on the couch and heard him let out a groan as he stretched his muscles.

you set your mug down and leaned in the doorway of the backyard, "i'm sorry." he said before you could say anything.

"you forgot about me," you told him.

"i know. i'll make it up to you."

"that's not going to magically fix all of this, jimmy. you didn't just forget that i don't like onions on my burgers, you left me alone at a restaurant for an hour, then proceeded to be a douchebag," you repeated the events of the previous night.

"i know." he nodded again, sitting up on the couch, "nothing i say or do is going to ever make up for what i did."

"don't start with that." you rolled your eyes, "that's the cheesiest thing you can say, ever."

"i know." he repeated, "it's going to take more than apologies and fruit baskets." he nodded, "i did order you one, though."

"stop trying to joke. this is serious. you left me alone for an hour." you narrowed your eyes at him, "you better have something pretty nice planned."

"i do." he explained the plan for the day, which included a nail appointment, a nice lunch and an even nicer dinner.

"you know, you can't just buy me gifts and expect me to forgive you whenever you do something stupid."

"i know."

"stop saying "i know." you hit him.

[running-on-fanfiction]

hey, i would like a picture where y/n console jimmy garoppolo after the super bowl and jimmy stands in his arms asking for affection and has a cute moment between them. thanks ❤️

Sorry Darling, I’m not taking any sports fics right now. 😕 -Jules

[running-on-fanfiction]

May I request two things for Jimmy G? 1. going on a trip somewhere together after a really stressful time and 2. A family reunion type of thing where everyone is having a good time and eating good food :) blurbs, full fics, or even headcanons are perfectly fine I just need more jimmy in my life! Thanks!

Jimmy Graham or Jimmy Garoppolo or someone else, love? -Jules