#paul x football

[alaskan-wallflower]

paul holden x football is the same vibe as jason x brick

[foottoe101001]

Darry and Paul in the locker rooms getting ready to play foot ball

@crow2222

[cassie48]

!MASTERLIST!

𝗗𝗨𝗡𝗘

Paul atreides:

| ∙𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘺 ∙ |

𝘱𝘵 1

𝘗𝘵 2

𝘗𝘵 3

𝘗𝘵 4 (𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵)

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘩𝘥𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 (𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵)

Slave girl (one shot)

Love of a messiah

Feyd rautha

𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥

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𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗞𝗬 𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗦

Thomas Shelby

• Safe and Sound • (platonic)

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𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗦

Anakin Skywalker

𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓮𝓶𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼

Pt 1

Pt 2

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𝗙𝗢𝗢𝗧𝗕𝗔𝗟𝗟

𝘈𝘭𝘦𝘫𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘰 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘰

Homesick

Homesick pt2

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AVATAR

𝘓𝘰'𝘢𝘬 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺

Brotherly love

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THE KING

Hal

Good catholic wife

His queen

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GOOD WILL HUNTING

Will hunting

Boston girl

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HOUSE OF THE DRAGON

Jace Velaryon

Destined

Destined pt2

[romanreignsbae]

I’ll help you - R.R

Me and my boyfriend Joe of 2 years now have always supported eachother no matter the circumstances. More recently Joe's schedule has been hectic as ever, because football season has started and he has a minor problem consuming him.

Since he came into college on a full ride scholarship for football this doesn't mean grades don't matter. He's an student athlete so his grades are always took into consideration before football.

Me and him have basically have all our classes together. In one class specifically, he's been struggling and is on the verge of failing, if his grade goes any lower, he will be taken off the football team until it goes back up and he can't have that.

We have a test in 2 days that's worth enough to bring his mark back up, so here I am in our dorm room trying to help him study.

I'm explaining the question thoroughly to make sure he understands. "So, Joe do you get it?" I ask him. I get no response so I look up at him seeing he's staring at me in awe. He then keeps eye contact while pushing my hair out of my face and tucking it behind my ear. I blush profusely.

"Your so gorgeous baby, you know that" he talks in low voice while questioning me. But no- I can't fall for this right now.

"No Joe don't try to sweet talk your way outta this, you gotta get your grade up otherwise you won't be able to play" I remind him. He groans loudly before throwing his head back clearly annoyed.

I don't blame him because this is a pretty hard class, even for me. "C'mon Joe-" I get cut off with lips being smashed onto mines.

I try to pull away but he only deepens the kiss. I decide to let him get everything outta him, before I lecture him a little. He pulls away smiling at me with a proud look on his face. He reaches out and runs his finger over my now bruised bottom lip.

"Joe now seriously let's do a few more questions…then we can lay down and take a nap together" I try to compromise.

"Alright fine" he replies. What takes about 30 minutes we get through about 4 questions and I can see Joe's kinda starting to get the hang of it.

"Can we finally lay down?!” he pleads me in a whiny voice.

I nod my head and leads me to our bed. I lay down on my back and he crawls on top of me, laying his head on my chest. I start running my hands through his hair and within a few minutes I hear light snores. Before I know it I feel myself falling into a deep sleep too.

I wake up the next morning and get ready for my first class. I always wake up earlier then Joe because I like a fresh start to my day. I usually wake Joe up around 15 minutes before we leave cause he barely takes any time to get ready.

We get through all our classes and before we know it, it's break. Me and Joe hold hands walking through the courtyard. Usually during break we just sit under a tree and chill. I read occasionally if he wants to throw a football around with his friends. But it's rare cause he claims he would rather spend his time with me.

We place ourselves down under the big tree that gives a shadow to block the sun. I open my book bag and pull out the text books we need for him to study.

"Babyyyy nooo, not during break" he whines. I try not to giggle at his tone.

"Yes Joe, you have a practice that runs late tonight, when you get home your not gonna wanna study and the test is tomorrow, so you need to study" I explain.

He surprisingly complies and nods while he leans his head onto my shoulder.

"Ok so I'm gonna give you a few practice questions, and if you need help wait until the end, I want you to try these yourself at first" I announce.

I grab my notebook and write out a few questions. I hand the book over to him and I see him writing. A few minutes later he hands me back the notebook.

He had a confident look on his face and I hate to burst his bubble but these were all wrong. "Joe sweetie, these are wrong, but you got all the steps right, your just rushing the end" I exclaim.

He's truly so smart he just needs to try harder, and if he did I'm confident he would be doing phenomenal in all his classes.

"I know, I just don't have any motivation for this type stuff" he tells me. He leans forward and tries to give me a kiss. I back away and he groans.

"Y/n baby, please let me kiss you" he begs. A idea then pops into my head.

"Okay Joe, how bout every question you get right, you get a kiss, but… don't rush otherwise you won't get one" I compromise to him.

His eyes light up. He shoots up and sits up straight. "Yeah yeah lets do that, gimme some questions" he says almost excitedly. I laugh at his excitement.

I hand him the notebook and this time he takes about 20 minutes, I calmly read waiting for him.

I look over the answers and squeal. "Yes Joe! These are all right! I'm so proud of you, your gonna do great on the test" I exclaim.

He smiles at me proudly "that's because I have the best tutor" he tells me. He then quickly pulls me by my sweater and smashes his lips onto mine. We share a mini makeout session, until I feel my head throbbing in pain.

I quickly pull away and keep my eyes shut, the pain is so bad. "Hey! What the fuck man! Why the fuck would you do that" I hear Joe yelling.

I open my eyes and see that a football is right beside me. Great. I've had a football thrown at my head.

"Owww" I whine out while trying to contain myself from crying.

Joe collects all my books and puts them into my bag, he then picks me up and I nuzzle my face into his neck, his cologne calming and distracting me from the pain.

When he stops walking I open my eyes to see we are in the nurses office. Joe explains what happend to me to the nurse.

She quickly tests me out. "Ok well, it's not a concussion, but I suggest you rest now, stay home from school tomorrow and go back if you feel right" she tells me.

I thank her and we leave, while we walk to our dorm room, Joe's shit talking the guy who through the football at me, and about how he's gonna beat him up during practice.

When we get back Joe lays me down on our bed and gets a ice pack placing it on my head.

"I'm gonna stay here, instead of go to practice today" he lets me know.

I feel guilt wash over me. "No no, go Joe I'll be alright" I try to convince him. He doesn't budge at all though and pulls me onto his chest.

The rest of the night we spend cuddled up in our bed watching movies and order takeout.

The next morning I wake up before Joe per usual and decided I don't feel good enough to go to school. I wake up Joe and inform him he needs to get ready, but I'll be staying here.

He offers to stay with me, but I protest since he has that test today.

"Your gonna do great baby, just remember take your time and double check your answers." I tell him.

When it's time for him to go he kisses me softly before asking if I need anything before he leaves, which i refuse to.

I spend my day reading a book I've needed to get to, I took the opportunity since I had nothing better to do.

I look at the time and see Joe should be back any minute. While I'm finishing the book I hear the door slam open. I turn to my side to see Joe with a massive smile on his face.

"Baby, baby! Look what I got on the test" he practically yells. He walks over to me and sticks his hand out. I take the paper from him to see '93%' bolded in red in the corner of the page.

"Joe, you did it! I knew you could do it! I'm so proud of you!" I tell him excitedly.

The rest of the night is a calm night, I decide I need some fresh air so I sit on the bleachers reading during Joe's practice. And we spend our night embraced in each other's arms.

[supercap2319]

"You know... I'm getting some not so pure thoughts about seeing you in your jersey and shoulder pads." Y/N smiled, watching Stefan lace his cleats as he was bent over and his football pants were hugging his ass...ets.

Stefan chuckled. "Oh, really? And just what are these so called "not so pure thoughts" that you have?" He stood and looked at Y/N.

"Well, it starts with an empty locker room with just you and me. Then you come to me all sweaty dressed only in your jockstrap and cleats." He wrapped his arms around Stefan's neck.

"Mmm... Sounds hot. And just so you know... I do have to stay late after practice to go over the play by plays over all the games. I could accidentally leave the locker room door open in case anyone wants to drop by and help me out with certain things." Stefan smiled.

"Great. I'll be there."

[youkissedareaderinthedark]

Part of It

Synopsis: Y/n has been the social media manager for the Argentina National Team for a few months now. She’s unofficially everyone’s favorite employee

young fem argentine reader x platonic argentina national football team

A/N: this fic will be regarding the entire team, but it will mainly feature: Alvarez, Fernandez, Molina, Garnacho, Messi, and De Paul, because those are the players I know the best.

more a/n: also please don’t be surprised if some of the info in this fic is false and the players are ooc, im not based in argentina so I could easily get a lot of these things wrong

. so

. for as long as you can remember, the only thing you’ve loved more than playing football is being behind a camera

. as a kid whenever you weren’t on the pitch itself, you were recording your teammates and friends, creating their own personal highlight reels

. and like every other kid in Argentina, you spent your entire childhood playing football

. but it wasn’t until you were a teenager when you started to discover your love for camera work

. it started when a teammate of yours asked you to record something for social media, initially as a joke

. but then the video got a couple hundred views, and you quickly began to love the feeling of creating something people can visually enjoy

. your teenage years were filled with football and videography

. then by the time your senior year came around, you knew you wanted to by apart of both scenes however you could in the future

. leading to your commitment to Cordoba National University with a major in communication and media studies

. you graduate in 2021, and spend a few weeks looking for jobs

. then you find Cordoba fc and their opening for a new social marketing manager

. you get hired within two weeks of applying as a social media manager

. because the Cordoba community is pretty small, you can spend a lot of time getting to know the players and the fans really well

. you learn a lot there, as it’s your first work experience for a professional football club

. you work there till the end of sepetmber/mid october, because through a few of your co-workers, you learn that Central Cordoba has an opening for social media manager

. which of course, you applied to and by the end of November, you’re part of the Central Cordoba staff

. it was a lot of fun; hanging out with players, befriending other staff, traveling with the team, and obviously, managing their social media

. you prove to be extremely efficient there, bringing in thousands of new fans

. which builds your reputation as an employee a lot

. and suddenly, you’re getting offers for different clubs around argentina

. only 1 stands out to you though

. Argentina’s national team offer

. because apparently, due to the world cup occurring at the end of the year, the communications directors wanted more publicity before the competition

. you obviously reply back, and a few weeks later you’re invited to their headquarters for an interview

. at first, you didn’t think you got the job because it took a while to hear back from the directors

. but then you wake up to yet another email waiting for you

. and you are officially argentina’s social media manager

. your first day is technically in april

. but you don’t meet any of the players until the end of that month

. you didn’t even know you were gonna meet the players that day so you were severely unprepared

. one moment you were making coffee with your co workers

. then lionel messi walks in beside rodrigo de paul

. they caught you by surprise

. both of them were really nice though

. you eventually learn that they all are

. your job mainly consists of filming the team together and managing the their social media accounts

. this is how you get to know each of the players

. you click with julian the most at first because of the age similarity

. he becomes your best friend within your first week

. any meetings that the both of you are included in are spent sitting on opposite sides of the room because you were told your friendship is “a disturbance to the work environment”

. you guys make it up by being attached to the hip before and after practices though

. a third of your camera roll is funny candid’s of julian

. you guys are bus seat partners and make fun out of annoying the other guys

. enzo is another close friend of yours

. you guys are always gossiping about something

. “did you hear about the new intern?”

. “apparently, somebody was found with somebody else in the break room after the meeting last week”

. “I swear he wasn’t even sick that one time, he was just at a party the night before”

. he tries to convince you to dye your hair like him

. and when you refuse, he lets you make up for it by helping him tone in

. you guys are always laughing together, no matter what the situation is

. you and molina have such a playful relationship

. you’re always making fun of him for no real reason

. he’s just trying to defend himself

. you do it for all of them, but his birthday photo dump is always the worst

. you two are always wandering around headquarters, looking for either someone to bother or something to entertain yourselves

. it always ends it great content though

. you have a soft spot for alejandro

. mostly because he has a crush on you and tries to play it off

. but you’ve known since the first few times of hanging out with him

. when you’re filming concent for the argentina pages, you’ll see alejandro trying to show off at least three times a video

. you find it hilarious

. the other guys tease him relentlessly for it

. you two are still good friends regardless

. he tries to be protective of you even though he’s literally four years younger than you

. again, you find it hilarious

. and he always gets shit from the other players

. leo is such a dad to you it’s funny

. he was so nice the first time you met him, and after that he unofficially adopted you as a daughter

. even though he’s only like 13 years older than you

. shows his care in small ways

. making sure you never get hit with a ball when you’re sitting in to a practice

. coming into your office when you’re both in headquarters to check on you

. making sure you’re safe when you’re traveling with the team

. whether it be just assigning another player to look after you or a whole ass bodyguard

. also protecting you from de paul

. because even though rodrigo acts as a bodyguard to both you and leo, he still likes to mess with you a lot

. he’s like an older brother to you

. super playful

. always teasing you

. agreesive type of love

. this is where messi comes in again

. insisting he puts you down and lets you do your job

. rodri also tries to convince you to get tattoos

. honestly that’s a whole team thing

. playful peer pressure is real there

. anyway

. you, julian, and enzo are such a trio

. getting up to the most random shit in other countries after games

. you guys were two seconds away from jumping into a canal in italy

. but then here comes leo

. scolding you guys like his children

. and sending you back to the hotel

. also, you have a jersey from almost every player on the team because before you got your own jersey, you always just picked someone random to wear on game days

. but then rodri started frowning when he saw you in julian’s jersey because apparently, you hadn’t worn his shirt in a few games

. and now you have a separate drawer just for jerseys

. oh and the world cup

. that was so fun for you

. traveling with the team to qatar

. hanging out in stadiums during practice, half upset because it felt like a million degrees

. but half in awe because holy shit you’re in qatar for the world cup

. you’re on the edge of your seat for every game

. the final almost killed you

. you were almost crying on the bench next to the other staff

. totally worth it though

. you started sobbing when montiel made the last penalty kick

. because you knew these guys, you knew how much they wanted it, how much they deserved it

. it was a mess of hugs and tears after that

. julian grins into your shoulder in a hug

. rodri tackled you

. enzo is basically jumping up and down with excitement

. you don’t think you’ll ever see alejandro that happy again

. you and molina are crying together

. and messi gives you the biggest hug

. it’s so fun celebrating with the team

. spraying champange with gonzalo

. singing along to music with paulo

. dancing around with lautaro

. and coming back to argentina after that

. seeing all the fans in buenos aires, looking around and seeing argentine pride everywhere

. surreal

. there’s definitely no feeling like it

. which is why you’re so sad when it’s time to go back to your clubs

. you came to an agreement with central cordoba to go back and work for them during the argentine league

. then coming back to the national team when it called

. so you can’t wait for next season

[wassupmygays]

controversially i dont think many of the soc gang actually knew about parry until after it was over. this is obviously all headcanons in my brain but listen. those teenage boys are not that observant. especially bc imo i think paul and darry were The Childhood Friends, obviously their bond has to be Tight for darry to be able to mesh with the rest of the socs. and, paul and darry are a year or two older than the socs (i can get more into how i think of their hs dynamics later).

anyways what im saying is i dont think the socs (minus like. bev) really knew of the extent of paul and darrys relationship until it was over and something in paul changed. he started drinking to cope again like bob. he started picking fights more and more. he had to be pulled off of sodapop curtis one time because he just wouldnt stop punching. he starts letting himself get with all the girls that have been hitting on him since the freshman year. him and bob grew closer, bonding over how they somehow felt so much and so little all at the same time.

paul holden doesnt have the support system or coping skills to deal with the secret, the love, the heartbreak, and the guilt that has been building up his entire life, and it shows. im sorry man </3

[gay-poet-gabriel]

Darry and Paul making out 🔥🔥🔥

gay men? from the 60s? on my blog? its more likely than you think.

does this satisfy the gay voices in ur head

[footballerimaginess]

Red Carpet

would love to see attending their first red carpet as a couple with Rodrigo De Paul 😊 Requested by @percervall Word Count: 186 "Why am I so nervous, this feels all a bit surreal" you whispered as you were getting out of the car. "It's normal, you look incredible though" he smiled as he took his large hands into yours. "Thank you, I am so nervous" you muttered again as you made your way onto the red carpet as you watched as all the cameras flashed. "It will be fine, stop panicking. You look hot so the cameras will love us" you blushed as you walked on the carpet. "Rodrigo, this way" the camera crew all shouted at you both whilst you both posed for photos. "That wasn't as nervous as I was expecting" you laughed as you walked to the film premiere. "Aww you did amazing, you should be proud of yourself because you look just so amazing out there" He smiled as he gently pressed a kiss on your lips. "Thank you Rodders, let's go and watch this film. Do they do snacks? I am so hungry" you asked him. "Maybe, you are always thinking of your stomach aren't you" he smirked. "Maybe I am" you giggled.

[lenaswritingandstuff]

Jealous - Antoine Griezmann x reader (Part I)

Requested: Yes ("antoine griezmann angst plz! u guys have an argument about something, and ignore each other but then make up" - Anon)

Pairing: Antoine Griezmann x Female!Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend Antoine sees you with Mbappé and a big misunderstanding follows.

Word Count:  1.2k

Warnings: Angst, mention of cheating, false accusation

A/N: Sorry for the delay, college is hell! This is actually wayyy longer than I intended, so I'll do it in two parts :) I hope this is what you had in mind. Also please note that this is my first time writing angst so I hope it's not too cringe lol. GIF isn't mine. (I found the perfect one but it's too big for Tumblr 😫) ENGLISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE!

PART ONE

You had been Didier Deschamps’ assistant for a few years now, and you really liked your job, as helping the Coach with basically everything wasn’t that hard. You had a good relationship with him, and you were close to all the players. You had a sister-brother relationship with most of them – except for one. You had just started working for the team when Antoine first arrived, and you two instantly became friends, getting closer and closer every time you saw each other during international breaks. You two eventually fell for each other and started dating. Antoine made you the happiest you had ever been, and you enjoyed the idea of spending the rest of your life with him. Living in different countries – as you lived in France and he lived in Madrid – really was a challenge at times, but you both worked hard to make it work. It had almost been a year since you’ve started dating now, and the Bleus had arrived today in their home of Clairefontaine. You greeted each of them as they entered the castle, and tried your best not to treat Antoine differently – as while Deschamps was happy for you guys, he still asked for you and Antoine to remain professional. It was hard of course but you still managed to do it despite Antoine who constantly was winking at you and never missed an opportunity to give you a kiss or to kiss your neck when you where alone or in public while no one was watching.

The first day went smoothly, with a training session and the guys catching up with each other. While Antoine and the rest of the players were all doing a photoshoot for new official pics and the Coach was busy on the phone, you sat in the living room and checked the week’s schedule to make sure everything was okay when Kylian entered, still wearing his football kit from the photoshoot.

“Hey,” you smiled. “Already done?”

“Yeah, they only need a few pics for each of us,” the striker said, sitting next to you in front of the TV. “You should have seen the way Theo was trying to distract me with his stupid jokes.”

You and Kylian were basically the same age, but he still acted like a big brother towards you, the same way Hugo and Olivier did. His girlfriend was actually one of your closest friends, and you were very happy for them.

“Typical,” you answered with a soft laugh, shaking your head. The Bleus could be childish sometimes, and they often needed you to be their babysitter but you still loved them dearly. “By the way, you have an interview for a TV channel tomorrow and the day before the match, you and Didier have a press conference.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

After a second Kylian stood up all of a sudden, and went to grab a PlayStation’s controller.

“Hey, Y/N, wanna play?”

Since you had nothing to do, you accepted. You and Kylian played at FIFA, and you were actually doing great, having played countless times with the other members of the team over the years. You won a few games and Kylian won a few as well, and this time you both scored twice. You scored a victory goal at the last minute, and let out a victory scream before laughing but Kylian wasn’t having it.

“Come on, you cheated. Nah, nah, stop it, this ain’t happening. You cheated.”

“Oh, stop it,” you said after you controlled your laugh. “I just scored, that’s all. Maybe if you weren’t terrible-”

“You little-”

He grabbed a pillow from behind him and proceeded to hit on your face and your belly with it, accusing you of being a cheater, but you also grabbed the pillow next to you to hit him back. You both were out of breath from too much laughing when Antoine appeared at the door.

“Yo, man”, Kylian said, the pillow still in his hand. “Are they finished yet?”

But Antoine remained silent, and the cold look he had in his blue eyes was more than unusual. All joy left your body and your boyfriend turned around and left without a word.

“Oh come on, Grizi, don’t be silly-”

You didn’t hear the rest of what Kylian said because you immediately followed Antoine in another room.

“Antoine,” you called him, trying to walk as fast as him. “Antoine, please. What is it? What’s wrong?”

After a while, Antoine finally turned around to face you and finally spoke.

“‘What’s wrong’?” he said harshly, no longer hiding his anger. “Really, Y/N? I find you like this with another man and you ask me what’s wrong?”

Before you could answer, he turned back and started walking again in a corridor.

“Yes!”, you exclaimed, feeling exasperated.

You really were confused by Antoine’s behavior, as he wasn’t really the jealous type, and you made it clear to him when you started dating that his teammates were the brothers you never had and that nothing – mostly due to most of them dating someone or being married – would ever happen between you and any of them, or anybody else.

“You’re acting like this because I played with Kylian?!” you said, raising your voice. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

You prayed that it was all a joke, that he would turn around, laugh and take you in his arms saying “I got you again, babe!”. But Antoine didn’t turn.

“Antoine can you just stop acting like a fucking child for once?” you screamed.

You were now upstairs, in the corridor where the players’ bedrooms were. Benjamin and Presnel – who apparently finished right after Kylian and went directly to their rooms – put their heads outside Presnel’s door, probably wondering why you were screaming, but when they understood what was going on they quickly put their heads back and closed the door. Antoine let out a big sigh and turned around at last.

“I don’t get why you’re reacting like this,” you said with your usual voice, feeling sadness coming to replace the anger. “Me and Kylian, and the entire team actually, are just friends and you know it!”

“No, ‘friends’ don’t act like that,” Antoine retorted.

“We were playing around!” you raised your voice again, feeling frustrated and misunderstood. “You know Kylian and Emilie are dating and that he loves her! She told me they even talked about getting engaged!”

“Yeah, well, in that case he’s not better than you,” Antoine spat.

“Are you- Are you accusing me of cheating?” you asked, your heart sinking in your chest.

You couldn’t believe your ears. Antoine and you always trusted each other. At least you thought so. You saw Antoine being a bit taken aback by your question, and he thought for a second, the coldness and anger in his eyes not leaving.

“Well, who knows what was going on before I came? How can I know? Maybe you were kissing. Maybe you cheated with some other guys.”

As you felt tears coming, you suddenly heard someone coming behind you, and Paul put himself right next to you.

“Grizou, please,” he said with a calming yet firm voice. “You can’t say that, man. I can’t let you say that. I don’t know what you think Y/N did but you know she loves you and would never cheat. She’s our sister, nothing else. Chill the hell out.”

“Mind your fucking business,” Antoine spat. “When I want idiotic dances I’ll ask you.”

He gave you a look full of anger and even disgust before going to his room and slamming the door behind him. You couldn’t stand it anymore and started crying. Paul immediately tried to soothe you, quickly joined by Benjamin and Hugo, and you felt like your whole world was shattering in pieces.

PART II

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[sparklingcid3r]

do i even have to say it

[theunderestimator-2]

Punk Rock Utd: an all-star team of various musicians of the late-’70s London rock scene playing charity football matches in 1979 against Shoot! Magazine  and a TV sporting celebrities team and ending up playing at Stamford Bridge Chelsea FC ground, as captured by Bob Legon for Smash Hits.

L-R, back row: Bill Stewart (Island Record’s talent spotter), Gen X’s Billy Idol, Robert (4″Be2″s roadie), Sex Pistol’s Paul Cook  & Gen X’s Tony James.

front row: Mike James (Tony’s brother), 4″Be2″s /John Lydon’s younger brother Jimmy, Sex Pistol Steve Jones, 4″Be2″s Paul Young, Gerry O’Donnell (loan from Celtic), the Skids’ Richard Jobson & Thin Lizzy’s Phil Lynott on the far right playing “spot the ball”, to quote the original caption.

London promoter, DJ, manager & member of 4" Be 2" & The Bollocks Brothers Jock McDonald along with Faebhean Kwest of Cuddly Toys & Raped organized the event and Killing Joke’s Youth, one-hit reggae wonder Dan-I and some more presumably took part as well, while the part of the hooligan crowd was performed by The Upstarts’ Tomy Mensi. 

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[percervall]

you're gonna have to go on vibes to make a decision

will post the fic this Sunday at 10:00CET

[footballandfics]

Rodrigo de paul confession

I personally love Rodrigo de paul and he’s one of the reason why I started to write , he is so fine I don’t know why no one write about him .

Rodrigo de paul confession:

When you first met you were very shy around him

One of the reasons his looks , he is really handsome and his hair was blonde which made him 10 times hotter

His muscles

His tattoos are to die for

His back is fully tatted  

But you also liked his personality, how he cares for those around him

He would always start up the conversation no matter what.

Never made you feel left out in any interaction around you

he hinted a few times how he felt towards you but you thought it meant nothing

until one day he calls you

“can you come outside?” he tells you

“what?”

“I’m waiting outside of your house, I want to see you.”

You thought you were dreaming or your ears are fooling you 

You went out to see him out of his car

Wearing his hat backwards like he always does smiling at you

When you’re standing Infront of him

 “Do you want to go on a date with me?” he said to you smiling his soft smile

“now ? I’m not ready I have no make up wearing my pjs an-

He cuts you mid-sentence “you’re lying about the make up part” he surprise by touching your face “oh you’re right wow you’re so beautiful”

Making you speechless and turning your cheeks red

“don’t worry about your pjs they’re cute and we will go to watch the stars if you want of course”

“sure let’s go” you said smiling

He goes to open the passenger door to you and you enter the car

Rodrigo stars talking about everything and nothing

He keeps looking at you , stealing a few glances and then look back at the road

You get to your destination

A quiet place

No one is around

And not much of lights

Just the stars in the sky

“how did you find this place ? rodri” you tell him excited

You love the stars and you talked about this briefly , you didn’t think that he’ll remember

But he did and that’s how special he is

“anything for you” he said while looking at you and his eyes are sprinkling just as much as the stars at sky are

“so I think you didn’t bring me hear just to see the stars right?” till this moment you don’t want to be overly confident even if everything means that he likes you , you want to hear it from him

“you’re driving me crazy” he says looking up to the sky .

“I like you I want us to date I spend weeks hinting it to you and even now you still ask y/n” looking deeply inside your eyes

You’re blushing for the second time now because of him

“I wanted to make sure” you said while looking down thinking how ridicules you sound

He giggles at your words then it became quite again

“so you like me too?” he says looking at you hopefully

You looked at him now “isn’t obvious? I wouldn’t have come to here if I wasn’t”

He hugs you firmly but without hurting you

You stay like this for while until he breaks the hug

Now both of you looking at each other closely

He kisses you

His kiss is very soft and sweet

You never thought that you’ll share this kiss with him ever but it happened

He pulls back and put his forehead close to yours

“sorry I should’ve asked if I can kiss you” he said softly while holding your hand that was on his chest

“You can try again” you tell him after opening your eyes

And he gets what you mean “can I kiss you my y/n?” rodri says near whispering

“yes” you say with the same tone he used

Rodri kisses you again with even more passion and you stay kissing for a bit

Butterflies in your stomach from everything that happened

You break the kiss feeling a bit weak in the knees  

He holds your hand and lead you to sit where he prepared for the date to sit comfortably and watch the stars

You still feel like dreaming and if you were you don’t want to wake up

[jane-gunson123]

I know its been awhile but i'm back so if you have any ideas send them in. I'll also write anything for the fandoms listed above but also Teen Wolf, The vampire Diaries and outer banks and Sons of Anarchy.

Hello guys, I want to start writing images for footballers (England NT mainly, but if u want a different on put that in the request), Sam Fender, peaky blinders and twilight (more so the wolf pack), so send in some ideas u have to me.

[prettypinkporkchop]

I need a Paul x nerd reader in my life I think there dynamic would be so cute

I fucking love the jock x nerd trope (i know Paul's not a jock but close enough)

How it began:

You're peacefully reading your book at the public library behind a shelf. You hear two loud guys behind you out of the book aisle. You think to yourself how you're thankful for graduating school! You close the book and step out toward the checkout to buy it. You're stopped dead in your tracks.

Paul Lahote and his friend, Embry Call. Embry is being quiet and looking around for something. You gasp and hide behind the shelf. Paul Lahote. He bullied you for the longest time. When he left high school to join Sam's cult, you were already graduating. He's a year younger than you, but he was mister popular. You were just a book worm with straight A's. You've never even been in a relationship.

Embry has always been respectful. You've always questioned why he associates with him. But getting that quick view of their new hair made you extra nervous. You know Embry won't acknowledge you. Paul might even though you guys are grown now. You don't know! He's always unpredictable and hotheaded.

You take a deep breath and lower your head, quickly making your way to the check out desk. Before you reach it, you feel a tap on your shoulder. You swiftly turn and meet Paul. He's smiling his taunting smile, but it quickly fades. He seems lost in thought. Embry is standing next to him and grabs his arm. "Paul." He whispers. Paul snaps out of it and then looks down. "Hey, y/n. Good to see you." Then he walks away.

You can't help but wonder what the fuck that was about. Embry turns to you with a look of "yikes". "Sorry about that, y/n. Uhm, good to see you! Gotta blast." He gives you the peace out sign and walks away. Oh, Embry. What a dork! Oh, wait...

Now:

"Babe! Come play with us!" Paul calls out. He's holding the soccer ball in his hand. You look up from your book and push up your glasses. You can see some of the guys in the water. The other imprints decided to go shopping. It wasn't really your thing, so you stayed with Paul.

"No, sweetie. You know I'm no good at that stuff." You laugh. He groans and tosses the ball to Jared. They start playing again. But Paul stops and runs over to you, playing on your back, tackling you, and holding you down. You laugh loudly as he begins to tickle you. You toss the book and completely lose your place. "Paul!" You yell and then reach for the book. "It's got sand in it, and you made me lose my place." You sigh. He grabs your face and kisses you hard. You kiss back and hold his face, too, rubbing your thumbs on his cheek.

"Think fast!" You hear Quil running to you two. You pull away and see the ball coming right toward you. Paul reacts quickly, catching it with one hand. "Bro, really?" He glares at him.

You guys get home, and Paul is watching football on TV. You're sitting on your phone, looking at Pinterest crafting ideas. Easy ones that'll keep you out of bordemn in your free time. "YOO!" He yells and laughs. He points at the screen and looks at you. "Did you see that horrible defense?! Hell no." He turns back and laughs. You just smile and nod your head, not understanding a thing he said. He turns back to you and grabs your thigh. "Right, my nerd." He leans in and peppers kisses all over your face. You lay back and pull him on top of you. He holds himself up, looking down at you. "When you are focusing on reading or anything else, really, you're so cute. When you tutor Brady and Collin for math, I love it." He smiles. You blush and wrap your arms around his neck. "Thank you, sexy." You giggle and pull him down for a kiss. His lips land on yours for a moment, and he pulls away, looking down at you. "Do you want to play video games together? How about Madden? It's not real football. I'm sure you'll like it!" He sits up and turns on his Playstation. You suck in a breath. "Last time you made me play a sports game, I nearly fell asleep." You giggle. He laughs and then goes through his downloads. He skips animal crossing SOOOO fast. "Hey!" You call out. "Nope. Nope. I'll settle for Minecraft, but that's all you get." He shakes his head. "How about we meet in the middle? GTA?" You grab the other controller that's on the coffee table. He smirks and turns to you. "I pick the music when we steal a bus."