#mo salah fluff

[mchlgayser]

Please can we have a Mo Salah/Marco Asensio fic? Reader had a one night stand with Marco back in 2019 but only them two know and she’s now seeing Mo and the relationship is so pure but he sees the DMs Marco has sent since (she’s not interested anymore) and even though he trusts her, Mo gets jealous and takes his frustrations out on Marco in the LIV/RMA match. thank you

PRESENT TIME: : mohamed salah x female!reader

author's note: hello dear! I will do as you ask but I'm afraid I can't do the 'one-night stand' part with Marco and instead I'll change it to past relationship with each other. This is due to Mo's religion as a muslim. I'm sorry if this upset but I'll try my best to fulfill the other parts. This fiction is so out of the reality, like some I just add as to what I like it might not happened in rl too but anw thank u xx

contents warning: a fight almost broke off at the field

'Love you can hit the shower now, it's free!' Your husband said, going through his drawer to find clothes and some sort, you hum putting the phone back on the table and walk away-- But you stopped double checking to make sure that it was locked before you left to shower.

Salah stopped his movement the moment you lock the bathroom door and went through your phone, it was locked and the face is denied his so he calls for your three-year-old daughter, Habiba

'Can you come here for a moment darling?' She steps in and he put the phone right on her face and the phone unlocked 'Thank, now go back and watch your cartoon show..' He scrolls through your phone hoping he could find something, anything but to no avail he finds none.

Not until a notification popped on the screen and he saw @marcoasensio10 has sent you a message.

He clicks on it and it loads on an Instagram message, it was just one text from you but partially Marco.

He scroll further up until he can't, it started with;

@marcoasensio10: hey, it's me Marco. (16 May 2019)

@marcoasensio10: can we talk?? Please.... (17 May 2019)

@marcoasensio10: I miss the time when we used to date (27 Sep 2020)

@marcoasensio10: I heard you got married.. Congrats! (28 Sep 2020)

@marcoasensio10: How're you now? Good? Can I say that I still miss you?? (3 Oct 2020

And now there's finally one from you

@yourusername: I'm not interested Marco, I got a husband now, a married woman. You should stop messaging me like this. It's not appropriate. Please stop texting me or I'm blocking you (4 Oct 2020)

@marcoasensio10: Just checking up I guess? Well then see you (4 Oct 2020)

Time jumps to this year and he suddenly texting you again.

@marcoasensio10: I miss you y/n, dearly. Come back to me so we can fix our problem (Today at 08:34)

Salah was annoyed, not at you obviously, he trusted you with all his soul and heart and based on the text you haven't paid attention much to him either but he can't ignore the fact that he's jealous, jealous of the fact that somebody is loving his wife right now, his haven. He was frustrated with the fact that a guy of your past hadn't gotten past you.

When he heard the shower tap closing, he rapidly wears his clothes and locked the phone pretending like he wants to get out of the room by the time you got out 'Where are you heading to? You questioned, towel on top of your head as you dried it clean 'Just checking up on Habiba..' He mentioned sending a wink your way and left.

He was thinking of a plan, a plan to get revenge that won't seem to prominent in your eyes at the public's. He then remembered about his upcoming match against Real Madrid.

-

Today is the match, Mo had invited you over to see him play, you agreed seeing nothing's wrong with it and leave with your daughter, Habiba to the stadium.

You are now sitting on the v.i.p benchers, waiting for the game to start as fans continue cheering for both sides, you smile at Habiba as her hands got ahold of the rail, 'Are you excited baby?' She nods jumping up and down

'Papa!' She squealed pointing to the big screen, you look up seeing the camera are now focusing on him but it immediately switched to his other teammates, Habiba sulk pointing to the screen once again 'Papa!' She yelled, and you chuckle at her sulky demeanor 'There! There's papa Biba!' You exclaimed pointing down to the field and she screeched seeing her father.

-

The first half ended with Real Madrid leading 1-0, you had started to grew anxious buy it was the opposite for Habiba, she was happily playing with her tablet. You could see that Mo was down but it's not the only thing that caught you, it's including Marco waving over at you with a smile right in front of your husband.

You looked away from him looking down on Habiba and pretending like you catching up on her instead, Mo on the other hand could not take any longer. He push Marco hard he almost stumbles, Mo started going at him yelling words you could not make out, you was worried, so worried for your husband as players from both teams now started to separated the two apart.

It was then Mo got two yellow card with one red card for starting a fight, you was shocked picking up Habiba out of instinct and ran inside the locker room where players assemble.

You immediately spotted your husband running towards his direction and gave him a tight reassuring hug. 'It's okay.'

'It's not okay, he was picking on you. Don't say that it was okay.' He admitted, hands running through your head with a heavy sigh 'You knew?' He hums hugging you even tighter 'But I'm not mad at you, he was wrong for what he did. I'm okay now, I put him in his place.'

'What place?' A small voice cooed, you both look down seeing Habiba looking up to both of you with big doe eyed, you share a look between Mo and her before you let a small laugh 'Nothing babe!'

Mo continued watching the game with you inside the locker room and left shortly after the game ended, all said was 'I'm already excited to leave and spend time with you and Biba.'

author's note II: icl, I'm not happy with the result, it was shitty, is all I can speak up but at least I get to update 💀💀 but I think I did my best tbh, hope you can feel the same anon and readers <3 xx

[lfcgirl23]

Mo posted insta story with his fluffy cat 😭☺️🤩

[footballffbarbiex]

Feedback so far!

I have presented the following form to you to fill out. So far 34 out of 3,648 followers have filled it out - thank you to those!  And here is what you’ve told me so far:

What you’ve enjoyed reading this year - 

Baby daddy 

domestic fluff

So...Teach Me series

CNC plots like Uninvited

enemies to lovers

forbidden / secret hookups 

that joey + trent threesome

thigh riding pieces

working for a football team and falling for one of the players

single parent

you are the player's child's teacher

friends to lovers

SMUT

The players you’ve enjoyed reading - 

Leon Goretzka

Antoine Griezmann

Roman Burki

Marco Rose

Ruben Dias

John Stones

Mason Mount

Joe Gomez

Trent Alexander Arnold

Virgil Van Dijk

Paulo Dybala

Kylian Mbappe

Jadon Sancho

Son Heung-min

Eric Dier

Who you’d like to see more on my blog in 2023 - 

Christian Eriksen

Erling Haaland 

Leon Goretzka

Rodrigo De Paul

Marcos Llorente 

Jan Oblak

Ruben Loftus-Cheek

Paulo Dybala

John Stones

Nicolò Zaniolo

Joe Gomez

Trent Alexander Arnold

Thiago Alcantara 

Kostas Tsimikas 

Antoine Griezmann

Roman Burki

Kylian Mbappe

Olvier Giroud

Federico Chiesa

Dusan Vlahovic

Son Heung-min

Mo Salah

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Friends to lovers

Baby daddy

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prompt lists to choose from!

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Ruben Dias stuff

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[janeleclerc]

୨♡୧ PROUD OF YOU ~ T. ALEXANDER-ARNOLD

one where she’s super proud of him <3

── warnings; fluff, slight sex innuendo towards the end but nothing too explicit.

Y/N knew this season was hard for Trent. Not only Trent, but all the other players of course. Especially when he got injured, he was devastated. Although Y/N stayed by his side throughout it all, she felt like she was helpless.

So when Trent was included in the squad in their game versus Manchester City, Y/N was delighted for him and went to watch the game in the stadium.

Trent was nervous, and so was Y/N. Manchester City were doing great this season, remaining unbeaten in all their games.

Y/N let Trent go with a hug and a kiss, reminding him that no matter the outcome she will be proud of him regardless.

So when Liverpool won 1-0, thanks to Mo Salah, Y/N was happier than ever. Trent got a few minutes during the end, and it was a joy for him to be playing again.

When they met in the family lounge, Y/N embraced him harder than ever. She wouldn’t let him go for a few minutes, and he didn’t complain, enjoying the moment. She then pulled away slowly and stared lovingly into his eyes.

“I am so, so, so proud of you.” She whispered, and a huge smile appeared onto his face.

He didn’t respond, just kissed her. It was a short kiss but full of love.

“Thank you. Thank you so much, my love.”

They sat down and spoke a bit about the match, how intense it was and how great it is for the team.

“Should we head home?” Y/N asked after a while, noticing Trent yawning.

He nodded. “Yes, but not for sleep. I deserve a reward for this win, no?” He smirked slyly.

“Trent! There are kids around,” Y/N hissed. Trent laughed at her reaction, causing her to laugh too.

“You’re so annoying. I love you.”

“You like it. And, I love you so much more.”

the match was SO eventful today but omg we won 🫶🏻🫶🏻 had to post this today, thank you for reading!! as always, pls don’t be a ghost reader <333

── my masterlist

[judeswhore]

Your a liverpool fan and it’s abit awkward after the loss with jadon coz your buzzing and he’s ovs sad some angst and fluff x

FIRST JADON FIC? I AM: SCARED,,, idk how i feel abt this but i wanted to get it out tonight after that game so HERE WE GO

your loss, my win - jadon sancho

You knew the second Jadon met you outside of the stadium that things were about to get incredibly awkward. He was furious, brows drawn together, body wound tight and you watched the way his eyes turned even more stormy when he noticed the Liverpool shirt clinging to your upper body.

Maybe the loss wouldn’t have been as bad if he didn’t have to come out to his girlfriend wearing the oppositions kit. He’d seen you in the stands with your friends, clapping and grinning, celebrating the win at the expanse of his feelings. Maybe it was petty and maybe he was acting like a child but he was annoyed and he was allowed to be upset that you were practically rubbing the shit performance in his face.

He ignored your little hi as he climbed into the car, waiting in silence for you to settle into the passenger seat, and your elated feeling over your childhood teams win slowly ebbed when you locked your seatbelt. Jadon was clearly ignoring you, gaze turned to the front of the car and you frowned across at him. He could be upset about his clubs loss all he wanted, you’d be the same if it was the other way round but he didn’t need to take it out on you. You weren’t on the field.

“Do you wanna spend the night at my place? My flatmates are out so we could cook something and watch a movie.” You tried to keep your voice soft, hands reaching into the back seat to pull one of Jadon’s jackets on over your Liverpool shirt in hopes of getting rid of his frown.

“No, think I just wanna go home and get some rest.” His words were blunt, a finality to his tone that had your frown turning into a slight glare.

“Why are you being rude?” He cut a quick glance at you across the car, his own face twisted into a look of anger. You raised your eyebrows at him, annoyed that he wanted to be bitchy to you when if the roles were reversed he’d be teasing you relentlessly about the loss. You knew things weren’t going well for him as an individual in the team but you’d been there to support him, Liverpool fan or not.

“We just lost, Y/N. 5 fucking nil. Do you know how humiliating that is?” Jadon kept his gaze on the road, hands twisting over the steering wheel.

“How is that my fault?”

“It’s not but do you really have to wear the stupid shirt? It was bad enough having my girlfriend in the oppositions stands but to have her meet me wearing their kit? I look ridiculous.” You folded your arms over your chest and huffed out a breath at his words. He was a little annoyed about you wearing the Liverpool shirt this morning but that was all teasing, now he was pissed over something that meant nothing in the grand scheme of things.

"No one gives a shit what team I support, Jadon and it shouldn't matter to you either. Yeah so you lost and I'm sorry for that, I'd be feeling shitty right now if the roles were reversed but why is it effecting us? I'm sitting in your car, asking you to spend the night with me, not going to some weird Liverpool celebration bash.” You pouted and turned your own gaze out of the side window.

“It’s not effecting us.. I just.. I’m annoyed, okay, I’m allowed to be annoyed.” You kept your eyes on the passing cars, mind set on not looking at your boyfriend while he was being rude.

“Obviously, but I’m not Mo fucking Salah am I? Go be in a mood with him for how the match turned out, not me.” You heard Jadon’s soft sigh and then a second later his hand landed on your thigh, thumb brushing over the fabric of your trousers.

“I’m not in a mood with you, I’m just in a mood in general. We looked embarrassing today and then I kept seeing you looking so happy and I knew you weren’t happy for me, you were happy for the people beating me and then I have to come and see you in that shirt and it made me feel like shit.” You glanced down at his hand, eyes running over the ring he’d stolen from you and had slipped back of after the game.

“You knew I was gonna be supporting Liverpool before the match started, I’m sorry that you lost, you’re an incredible player and you deserve the wins. But we agreed we wouldn’t let team rivalries get in the way of us. I don’t want us to fight because one of our teams lost.” You leant your head back against the seat of his car, turning to look over at him, his jaw still tensed.

“We aren’t fighting,” He sighed again and squeezed your thigh a little. “Look, I’m sorry for being rude, I know it’s got nothing to do with you, I’m glad that you’re happy, I’m just annoyed about how shit this seasons going all of a sudden.” You let out your own sigh, lacing your fingers through his and bringing his hand up to your mouth. You pressed a soft kiss against each of his knuckles.

“You know that I’m always there for you right, whether I’m supporting Liverpool or not, you’re my number one thought. Yeah, I’ll admit I’m pretty happy about the outcome for my team but not for you. I don’t want you to lose games, I want you to be winning and to be happy after every match because you’re more important to me than a team, Jadon.” You leant across the centre console and pressed a kiss against his cheek, fingers brushing over the back of his head.

“I’m sorry for acting like a prat.” He mumbled, quickly turning his head to kiss you, attention darting between you and the road. “You have every right to celebrate your teams win, I would be right now if things had gone differently. There’s just so much pressure and I’m letting it get to me.”

“You need to give yourself a break. You know how insanely talented you are? You’re gonna bounce back, I know you are, you just need to focus on not pushing yourself too hard.” Jadon tapped his hand against the wheel, car slowing to a stop at a set of traffic lights. He turned to catch your eye, tongue swiping over his bottom lip.

“Is the offer for a sleepover still open?”

“Depends, you gonna smash all my Liverpool memorabilia?”

“I’ll try to behave.” His gaze slid to the shirt you were wearing and he tugged a little at the hem of it. “This is coming off though, I’d rather you wore a bin bag if we’re being completely honest.”

“Wrong teams in the trash, J.” Your boyfriend sent you a glare across the car and you winced sheepishly. “Too soon?”

“I’d appreciate if we completely forgot which teams we support for the rest of our relationship.”

[boomkloppthesoundofmyheart]

Carraville Fic

Title: #1 Dad

Summary: Who knew a keychain can get Gary so angry. Maxene did. She knew what she was doing.

Like father, like daughter.

Another short fluff. This time inspired by this Tumblr post.

Note: Maxene is Jamie’s daughter. Also, Gary and Jamie get together (somehow) during their playing days.

(GIF by @mo-salahs)

"You really can't be mad?" Jamie asks as they settle into bed. “They’re just keychains.”

"All I'm saying is, how come my keychain only said 'Dad' and yours had '#1 Dad.' She could have given the two of us a keychain that both says '#1 Dad'."

"That would be a lie though, wouldn't it."

Jamie's rhetorical question was answered with a pillow to the face.

"Oh, come on, I'm kidding." Jamie wraps his arm around Gary's middle, who had his back turned to him. "And so is Maxene. She just has that same sense of humor as I do."

Gary scoffs. "Where I'm always the butt of the joke."

Jamie chuckles, which earns him an elbow to the ribs.

"Well, that's all it is. A joke. You know Max doesn't really think of you as any less of her dad. She adores you, Gaz."

It's true. After the first time Jamie's then-7-year old daughter met Gary, all he heard that night from her was 'Gary said this' and 'Gary said that.' And ever since then she was Gary's shadow.

Everything Gary did, she did as well.

When he played his guitar, Max would run off to get her plastic toy guitar. She'd sit in front of him, eyes glued to Gary's fingers memorizing each strum, so she can try to mimic it.

When Gary says he's gonna go out for a run, she'd be in her trainers within a minute and outside, waiting for Gary. She never makes it to the end of the run, of course. They'd be home sooner than Gary planned, with her clinging onto his back.

Worst of all, whenever Liverpool plays United at Anfield, his Liverpool-born daughter was always sporting the wrong shade of red, with the wrong name and number emblazoned on the back. Jamie would catch glimpses of her with her granddad, singing her little heart out. No doubt a song about a certain man being a Red.

And when he and Gary finally get married, his 10 year old daughter danced with Gary first. She clung on him and looked at him as if he was her whole world.

Even now at 18 years old, Max adores Gary. "You know, you're the reason she's going into business school, right? She definitely didn't get the idea from me."

Gary snorts. He turned on his other side so he can face Jamie. "Well, she has to look up to someone," Gary jokes. "I can't imagine how she would have turned out if she only had you as her influence."

Gary braced for the playful punch Jamie likes to deliver whenever Gary teases him. But none came.

Instead, Jamie looked at him with that soft look he reserves for when they are alone. "I'm happy you're here for her...and for me."

Gary's grin softens. "I'm happy, too." He leans in and kiss his husband good night, discussions about keychains forgotten.

[exyzuk]

Roy Keane says Anthony Martial is not 'good enough for Man United' after his missed Liverpool chance

Roy Keane says Anthony Martial is not ‘good enough for Man United’ after his missed Liverpool chance

[ad_1]

‘That’s why that guy there is not good enough for Man United’: Roy Keane lays into Anthony Martial after he fluffs his side’s best chance at Anfield, as Evra insists these chances ‘have to end up in the back of the net’ 

Anthony Martial missed a golden chance to level the game in the second-half

It would prove to be Manchester United’s biggest chance of the whole game

Mo Salah scored in…

[ao3feed-football]

The End Of A Storm

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by hopeinyourheart

Feeling victory was imprinted in his veins, feeling loss was imprinted into his mind.

Words: 3089, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Football RPF

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: Jordan Henderson, Adam Lallana, Emre Can, Loris Karius, Sadio Mané, mo salah, Joe Gomez, dom solanke

Relationships: Jordan Henderson/Adam Lallana, Emre Can/Loris Karius, Emre Can & Loris Karius, sadio mane/ mo salah, Joe Gomez/Dominic Solanke

Additional Tags: just the 17/18 lfc squad tbh, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Fluff, basically just a shitload of feelings and tears and hugs, cus we all need comfort after that terrible match, Liverpool F.C., Liverpool, LFC, Lots of cuddles

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[pakcricwiz]

Football transfer rumours: Keylor Navas to Manchester City?

Today’s fluff is picking through the ruins

Once upon a time Real Madrid could attract any player they wanted. Who Real want, Real get – that’s what the old folks used to say. But times have changed. Those three consecutive Champions League titles were but a death rattle. Today we are told by El Pais that interest from Real have recently and emphatically been rebuffed by both Mo Salah and Harry Kane.

Those rejections, on the back of Zinedine Zidane walking away and Cristiano Ronaldo bidding adieu, are being interpreted by at least one rash gossip column as signs of a terminal decline. That’s what this wheeze of moving a La Liga fixture to America is all about: Real are stealthily packing in football and will relocate to the US to gradually morph into a baseball franchise. As a football club, they are done. Or maybe Kane just really loves Spurs, and Salah didn’t fancy seeing Sergio Ramos every morning. It’s hard to say for sure. The Mill isn’t pretending to have all the answers here.

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[mancitynoise]

Today’s fluff is picking through the ruins

Once upon a time Real Madrid could attract any player they wanted. Who Real want, Real get – that’s what the old folks used to say. But times have changed. Those three consecutive Champions League titles were but a death rattle. Today we are told by El Pais that interest from Real have recently and emphatically been rebuffed by both Mo Salah and Harry Kane.

Those rejections, on the back of Zinedine Zidane walking away and Cristiano Ronaldo bidding adieu, are being interpreted by at least one rash gossip column as signs of a terminal decline. That’s what this wheeze of moving a La Liga fixture to America is all about: Real are stealthily packing in football and will relocate to the US to gradually morph into a baseball franchise. As a football club, they are done. Or maybe Kane just really loves Spurs, and Salah didn’t fancy seeing Sergio Ramos every morning. It’s hard to say for sure. The Mill isn’t pretending to have all the answers here.

Related: Transfer window 2018 – every summer deal from Europe's top five leagues

Related: Ed Woodward, the man who holds José Mourinho’s fate in his hands | Jamie Jackson

Continue reading...

[footballffbarbiex]

A updated version! 41 out of 3,657 of my followers have filled this in for me, so a huge thank you to those who have done so. 

The form is broken down into categories and the answers are like so - 

What plots have you liked reading in 2022 on my blog?

Anything x4

fluff pieces x 5

baby daddy x4

CNC x7

So...Teach Me series x 7

Enemies to lovers x2

fobidden / secret hookups x2

threesomes

thigh riding x3

working for the football club and falling for a player x4

secret dating

single parent

being the player’s child’s teacher

friends to lovers x5

smut in general x11

angst with happy endings x4

compersion

giving the ex a second chance

anything with antoine x2

edging and teasing smut x2

What players have you liked reading in 2022 on my blog?

Non prem players

Leon Goretzka x11

Antoine Griezmann x13

LFC boys x3

Roman Burki x6

Marco Rose x4

Ruben Dias x8

Mason Mount x8

John Stones x 4

Joe Gomez x6

Virgil Van Dijk x3

Trent Alexander Arnold x7

Paulo Dybala x3

Kylian Mbappe

Jadon Sancho

Son Heung-min x2

Eric Dier

nicolo zaniolo

Christian Pulisic

Andy Robertson

Who would you like to see more on my blog in 2023?

Leon Goretzka x6

Rodrigo de Paul

Marcos Llorente x2

Jan Oblak

Bundesliga men

Ruben Loftus Cheek x2

Paulo Dybala x2

nicolo zaniolo x2

John Stones x2

Joe Gomez x 5

Thiago Alcantara

Kostas Tsimikas x2

Antoine Griezmann x5

Trent Alexander Arnold x5

Ruben Dias x4

Roman Burki x3

Kylian Mbappe x2

Olivier Giroud x2

Federico Chiesa

Dusan Vlahovic x2

Christian Eriksen

Erling Haaland

Son Heung-min x3

Virgil Van Dijk x2

Mo Salah

Mason Mount x2

Anyone you wants

Absolutely no argentines 

Benjamin Pavard

Marco Rose

Christian Pulisic

Matthijs de Ligt

Ciro Immobile

Andy Robertson

Charles Leclerc

Dries Mertens

Alisson Becker

Dominic Calvert-Lewin

What kind of plots do you want to read more of?

comments from the above section

cnc x4

kinktober 

some more of the “hardcore kinks” x2

Ice play

anal x2

more prompts!

fluff

angst

fake / pretend relationships x2

gentleman in the streets but a Dom in the sheets

enemies to lovers x2

working in the same place

more domestic fluff

friends to lovers 

baby daddy

porn with plots

public sex

fingering

oral

grinding

fluffy smut

AU fics

pure. filthy. smut

single parent where he had to keep his kid a secret

him trying to get you to date him

female players

more of roman

multi chap fics

dd/lg

moving in together and doing it in every room

threesome

What has surprised you to enjoy that you didn't think you would?

the cnc  x8

the kink bingo ideas  😳

public sex with Mase x2

baby daddy fluff x3

fluff x3

single parent x2

Shhhh series x3

ruben dias

smut x3

so...teach me x3

my love for your account

friends to lovers

falling series 

forbidden dating

Mason fics

anyone you wants

[ao3feed-football]

Sunrise

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by Borderlinemediocre

Quick grossly fluffy drabble based on an old-ish interview with Mo.

Words: 312, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: liverpool - Fandom, Men’s Football RPF

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dejan Lovren, Mohamed Salah

Relationships: Dejan Lovren/Mohamed Salah

Additional Tags: Interview, Drabble, Morning, Morning Cuddles, Cuddling, Kissing, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, movren

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[ao3feed-football]

With Dripping Peaches

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by Borderlinemediocre

Inspired by Mo’s recent vacation pics, this happened. A girl can dream.

Title from Lana, 13 Beaches. Thinking of making playlists for my fics, what do you guys think?

Words: 1156, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Men's Football RPF, Football RPF, liverpool - Fandom

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dejan Lovren, Mohamed Salah, mo salah

Relationships: Dejan Lovren/Mohamed Salah

Additional Tags: Fluff, Smut, Vacation, beach, Photography, Kissing, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Dirty Talk, Masturbation

read it on AO3 at http://bit.ly/2MBrX2M

[ao3feed-football]

【授权翻译】随风逝去的色彩

read it on AO3 at http://bit.ly/2F2JE53

by AndersonChang

德扬以低价买下了默西河边上的一栋老宅。在那儿他遇见了穆·萨拉赫，一个生活于此的水手亡魂。

Words: 23669, Chapters: 1/3, Language: 中文

Fandoms: Men's Football RPF

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dejan Lovren, Mohamed Salah, Andrew Robertson, Jordan Henderson, Adam Lallana

Relationships: Dejan Lovren/Mohamed Salah, hint of Jordan Henderson/Adam Lallana

Additional Tags: the slowest of burns, this is the Napoleonic War/Time Travel fix-it AU that no one has asked for, also known as The Ghost and Mrs Muir AU that also no one has asked for, the hendollana will feature more heavily in the second chapter, Magical Realism, Fluff and Angst, dejan is an ED nurse battling with depression, mo was a ship assistant surgeon, this will be a flop

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Honey Won’t You Let Me In

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by Borderlinemediocre

“What?”

“You, Dej. So pretty.”

 Title from Tallest Man on Earth

Words: 1980, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Men's Football RPF

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Mohamed Salah, Dejan Lovren, mo salah, Andy Robertson, Alex Oxlade-Chamberlain, Trent Alexander-Arnold

Relationships: Dejan Lovren/Mohamed Salah, Mo Salah/Dejan Lovren

Additional Tags: Smut, Kissing, Feelings, Fluff, Bathroom Sex, Birthday Sex, Rimming, Frottage, Blow Jobs, Dirty Talk, Mo is v forward, Exhibitionism, Kinda, Felching, Liverpool, Anal Sex, slight begging, Teasing

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flying colours

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by tavrincallas

Dejan buys a cottage by the Mersey for cheap. He encounters Mo Salah, the ghost of a sailor who lives on the estate.

Words: 14000, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Men's Football RPF

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Dejan Lovren, Mohamed Salah, Andrew Robertson, Jordan Henderson, Adam Lallana

Relationships: Dejan Lovren/Mohamed Salah, hint of Jordan Henderson/Adam Lallana

Additional Tags: the slowest of burns, this is the Napoleonic War/Time Travel fix-it AU that no one has asked for, also known as The Ghost and Mrs Muir AU that also no one has asked for, the hendollana will feature more heavily in the second chapter, Magical Realism, Fluff and Angst, dejan is an ED nurse battling with depression, mo was a ship assistant surgeon, this will be a flop

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