#requests: kevin trapp

[canirove]

Nayef Aguerd Imagine | one

Author’s note: This is a request from Wattpad. They just wanted something as romantic as I could, but that isn’t my forte because I am not the most romantic person out there, so we’ll see if I managed it 😅 I got inspired by Kevin Trapp and what he usually does for his fiancée when she visits him in Germany. Flowers, candles... those things 😁 Hope you like it and thank you for  reading! 💜

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"Are you coming to pick me up from the airport?"

"I wish I could" Nayef sighs. "But I have training until late today."

"Oh, that sucks. After being away for two weeks, I really wanted your face to be the first thing I saw."

"You are seeing me right now" he chuckles.

"I meant in person" I say, sticking out my tongue. "Anyway, I have to hang up, my flight is leaving soon. See you tonight for dinner?"

"See you tonight" he smiles.

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"Nayef?" I say, not believing my eyes.

"Hello" he replies with a big smile, a huge bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"What... What are you doing here? I thought you had training, that you couldn't come to pick me up!"

"That was a little lie. I wanted to surprise you."

"Well, you actually have" I laugh.

"Can I get a hug? Maybe a kiss?"

"You can get both" I say, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him.

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"Wait, don't call the lift yet."

"Why?" I ask.

"I need to make sure everything is ready upstairs for your next surprise" he says, typing on his phone.

"There is more?"

"Yep."

"While we wait, can I get any clue about what this surprise is?"

"Nope."

"Oh, c'mon" I pout.

"That face won't work today" Nayef chuckles. "And everything is ready. Let's go."

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"Now what?" I ask when we make it to our flat's door.

"Open it" he says, giving me the key.

"Promise that I'm not going to get scared or anything like that?"

"It's a nice surprise, don't worry" he laughs.

"It better" I reply, threatening him with the key and making him laugh again. "Nayef!" I gasp when I open the door. The corridor of our flat is lit by candles, a little path made with red rose petals leading us inside.

"Let your second surprise begin" he says while hugging me from behind and kissing my cheek. "Follow the roses and try not to knock out a candle."

"I'm not that clumsy" I say, hitting his arm before starting to walk.

The little path leads me to the bathroom, a few photos from our last holiday in Paris stuck on the door.

"Remember how much we enjoyed the hotel we stayed in?" Nayef asks me.

"It was the best hotel ever. And that bathroom..." I say, touching a photo of myself on the bathtub while looking out the window, the Eiffel tower in the background.

"Our bathroom isn't that fancy or has those views, but I hope I've managed to make you feel the same. Open the door."

"Ok" I say, taking a deep breath. "Oh... my God. Nayef!" I gasp again, looking from the bathroom to him, my jaw on the floor.

"The candles are the same they had at the hotel, and here the petals are from peonies like the flowers we had in the room when we arrived" he explains. "For the bath I've used the same soap they had, and the towels also are from the same brand."

"Wait, you bought new towels?"

"And a bathrobe and a new set of pjs. They are the ones you wanted for Christmas but that were sold out."

"How... why... I..."

"Have I left you speechless? That's a first" he laughs.

"Shut up" I say, hitting him again. "But this is... This is too much. I don't deserve it."

"You deserve the world."

"Cheesy" I chuckle.

"Anyway, I'm gonna go put your luggage away and get everything ready for your third surprise while you have a bath. Take your time, relax. There is no rush. But you can't leave until I say so, ok?"

"I won't. I'll stay here forever blowing bubbles" I smirk.

"I understood that reference" he laughs. "Now enjoy" Nayef says, kissing me before leaving me alone in the bathroom, still in awe with how perfect everything is.

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"Can I come in?" Nayef asks after knocking on the bathroom's door.

"You can" I reply. "I just finished getting ready. How do I look?" I ask, doing a twirl so he can see me on my new pjs.

"Gorgeous" he smiles. "Did you enjoy the bath?"

"It was the best bath ever. You should do it more often."

"Noted" he chuckles.

"What is that smell?" I ask.

"That, is your third surprise. Blow out the candles and come join me in the kitchen."

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"Nayef!" I gasp once again when I walk into the kitchen. "What is this?"

"Your dinner, my lady."

"But this... This looks amazing! It actually looks like something from that restaurant we loved so much on our first trip together, the one to Italy."

"That was the plan" he smiles. "I've made you travel in time to our last trip together, and now to our first. Shall we?" he says, moving the chair so I can sit down.

"Thank you" I say, kissing his cheek before taking a seat. "Did you cook this or did you have any help?" I ask with a teasing smile.

"I cooked it all by myself."

"Sure" I snort.

"Ok, fine. Maybe your sister helped me a bit. With the bathroom too."

"Was she the one you were texting early?"

"Yep" Nayef smiles. "If I had filled the bath when I left to pick you up, the water would have been freezing cold."

"True" I laugh, my stomach rumbling. "Can we eat now?"

"We can" he chuckles, filling my plate. "And?"

"I fof u."

"You what?" he laughs.

"I love you" I say after swallowing my food.

"Because I'm an amazing cook?"

"An amazing cook and amazing boyfriend. Tonight has been perfect."

"Well, the night hasn't ended yet."

"Thef mof?"

"What?" he laughs again.

"I'm sorry, this is too good and I can't stop eating. There is more?"

"There is. If you don't choke while eating, of course."

"Meh meh meh" I say, rolling my eyes. "But it seriously is like going back to Italy."

"And did the bath take you back to Paris?"

"It did. I've been to France and Italy without leaving my apartment" I chuckle.

"Then my plan is working" he smiles.

"If itz" I reply, my mouth full of food while Nayef just laughs at me.

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"Now what?" I ask as he leads me towards our living room.

"Movie night" Nayef smiles.

"You didn't make popcorn, did you? I can't eat anything else" I say, letting myself fall on the sofa.

"I didn't, no" he chuckles. "Though there is some ice-cream, they say it is digestive."

"I think I'll pass. What are we watching?"

"It's a surprise" he says, sitting down next to me.

"Of course it is" I reply, rolling my eyes but also smiling.

"I can tell you it is one of your favourites, tho."

"But one of my most favourites like one I've watched way too many times and I know the dialogues by heart, or just a favourite?"

"You tell me" he smiles as the movie starts playing.

"The Princess Diaries!" I scream.

"I believe this fits in the first category?" Nayef chuckles.

"It does. It definitely does. Remember when we first watched it together? Wait... is that why we are watching it again? To remember something?"

"Maybe" he shrugs.

"We are!" I say, sitting up. "We are watching it again because of something that happened that day. Something that is a fond memory like the trips to Italy and Paris are."

"Maybe" he shrugs again.

"Nayef!" I say, hitting his arm.

"I love you" he says with a shy smile.

"And I love you too but... oh. Oh!"

"Ouch!" he complains after I hit him again. "What did I do now?"

"Being too cute, that's what you did" I say, throwing myself at him to kiss him.

The first time we had watched "The Princess Diaries" together, it had been on that same sofa, the one he had on his old place. And after paying more attention to me repeating all the dialogues under my breath than to the movie, he had told me that he loved me for the first time. Just as he had recreated our most favourite trips together, he had now done it with one of the most important moments of our relationship so far.

"Wait, no" he says, stopping me before my lips touch his.

"What?"

"Not yet."

"Not yet? What do you mean by not yet?"

"Movie first, kissing later."

"Why?"

"Just trust me, ok?"

"Fine" I sigh, sitting down and crossing my arms over my chest. "Your next surprise better be worth it."

"It hopefully will" Nayef says with a smile that makes me forget I want to be mad at him.

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"The movie just ended."

"I know."

"Can we kiss now?" I ask.

"Two minutes" Nayef says, looking at his watch.

"Two minutes? Why do we have to wait?"

"Because if we kiss before midnight, it won't make sense."

"It won't... I don't understand."

"What day is tomorrow?" he asks me.

"Saturday."

"Number?"

"11th of... oh. Oh!"

"Exactly" he smiles.

"So all this..." I say, tears coming to my eyes.

"I've had this idea for a while, and since I won't be home tomorrow because the team is traveling, and you were coming home today after being away for what felt like ages, I thought that today was the perfect day to finally do it. To take you on a little trip through some of our favourite and most important moments in our relationship, all leading to this. To your friend's birthday party where after dancing, singing and laughing together, we went outside with everyone else at midnight to watch the fireworks, kissing for the first time while everyone screamed and celebrated."

"Do you have fireworks ready too?" I chuckle.

"I don't think the neighbours would like that" he smiles, wiping away a tear.

"Yeah" I smile back. "This has been the best anniversary ever, you know? Even if it hasn't properly started yet."

"It actually has. It's been our anniversary for... two minutes. Almost three" he says, checking his watch.

"Does that mean that I can kiss you now?"

"It does. Happy anniversary, my love."

"Happy anniversary, Nayef" I say before (finally) kissing him.

[miroslavcloset]

Eintracht Frankfurt Thirst Tweets -Kevin Trapp edition-

As requested <3 btw the thirst level here went from 0 to 100 damn

[footballerimaginess]

rest of February schedule

the month is almost over, but I thought I would better post a schedule of imagines coming up soon. I know there are a few more valentine’s day prompts to be completed, but i will post them throughout March hopefully.  14th February - Valentine’s Day  Instagram Files  Marcos Llorente  Pablo Gavi  15th February  Jan Oblak - valentine’s day post  16th February  Kevin Trapp - baby series 3.0 17th February  Dating would include - Ben Chilwell  19th February  Birthday surprise  21st February  Instagram File (not decided which one yet)  24th February  Kylian Mbappe - request  26th February  Dating would include - Leon Goretzka  28th February  request (not yet decided)

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Would you ever write for Kevin Trapp?

I would! As soon as my requests are worked down then I'll be happy to accept more incl some of his :)

[emwritesfootball]

Threesomes 3 | 10 with Roman Bürki and Kevin Trapp

“Do you think you deserve our cocks?”

Warnings: mentions of blowjob, a little sex but nothing super descriptive </3

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It felt wrong, being lost when you were supposed to be the one making sure all the kids weren’t lost. You’d gotten turned around after one of the kids in the class needed to use the toilets and then suddenly, you were looking a little too long at something and by the time you turned around the tour guide had already moved to the next part of the tour without you.

“Oh!” You squeaked when you turned the wrong corner and ran into a big, solid chest. “I’m sorry, I-”

“Lost?” A voice asked and you looked up to find none other than Kevin Trapp staring down at you with a smirk on his lips.

“Uh, yeah, actually.” You let out an embarrassed chuckle, looking away so he didn’t have to see the shame written so plainly on your face. “Have you seen the group of kindergartners? They’re mine and I seem to have lost them.”

“I have, actually, and I saw that they're in good hands with our best tour guide.” You visibly relaxed and Kevin gave you an ostentatious once-over. “It looks like you could use your own private tour, though. We can show you around if you’d like.”

“Who’s ‘we’?” You asked, but the question answered itself when Roman Bürki walked through a door behind Kevin, shirtless and what appeared to be freshly-showered.

“Who do we have here?” Roman asked, the same hungry look in his eye that Kevin had had just moments ago.

“She’s the teacher for all the little kindergartners wandering around the training facility today,” Kevin intuited, earning an appreciative glance from you before continuing. “I’d just offered to give her the special keeper tour.”

Roman’s eyes flashed with arousal as he asked, “Are you up for it?”

***

The tour was a prelude to sex and you didn’t mind a bit. If anything, you felt extremely naughty, wandering away from the group you were in charge of only to be dominated by two very powerful, tall men. You’d heard all the rumours about keepers being good with their hands and you now knew that all those rumours were true.

“When is their tour supposed to be over?” Kevin asked when you’d looked at the clock for the hundredth time, distracted.

“They’ve got lunch in half an hour and then a player meet-and-greet on the training pitch at one,” you murmured, your brain working overtime to do all the math.

“We’ll get you back in time for the meet-and-greet,” Roman said with confidence, placing a hand on the small of your back as he and Kevin led you to the changing room.

You lost all track of time after that. You’d made some off-handed comment about how often they were naked in the changing room and then it was on. One of them kissed you while the other put his hands on you, the different sensations turning you on. You quickly learned who was who, giving as good as you got as both men ravished your body.

“Do you think you deserve our cocks?” Roman asked, stroking his thick length as he looked you up and down. You were on your knees looking up at him and Kevin, deciding which one to take where.

“No, I don’t,” you replied, licking your lips in anticipation. “Make me deserve them.”

That sentence was how you found yourself with Roman’s cock in your mouth while Kevin took you from behind. Your knees and jaw hurt as you picked yourself up off the floor, delirious after a mindblowing orgasm.

“You might wanna fix yourself,” Kevin chuckled, giving you a once-over. You gasped when you saw yourself in the mirror, sex-hair and smudged make up and all.

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“Where were you?” The tour guide asked when you returned looking the same but feeling very, very different.

“I got a little lost.”

The tour guide gave you a knowing look, nodding. “Let me guess: Roman and Kevin found you?”

Your stomach dipped at the mention of their names, your body remembering everything they’d just done to you. “Maybe.” Neither of you said anything after that, a mutual understanding between the two of you as you watched the players come out and meet the kids. Roman and Kevin came out, both of them shooting you knowing grins as you stood on the sidelines.

[farmersliga]

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[golbrocklovely]

the chosen daughter // colby brock - chapter twenty-one

A/N: i can't believe it's been four months since i last posted. it doesn't feel like it was that long ago. sorry about the long wait, everyone. hopefully this very eventful chapter makes up for it. i promise to get the next one out sooner rather than later. let me know what you guys think ! see you next time and enjoy :)

story description

trigger warning: violence, fighting, uncomfortable/creepy behavior, cursing, club scene, drinking, mentions of blood, vampire powers, manipulation

word count: 4952

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When I woke up in the morning after leaving work early, I was exhausted. My anger from last night was still very prominent. I knew I couldn't go back in today. The idea of seeing that bar, or Roger, or Ronnie... I could feel my blood boiling.

I needed a night off. I needed a night to just have fun. Go crazy, relax. Pretend that danger didn't exist around every corner.

“I want to party tonight.” I stated abruptly, walking into the apartment, and shoving my bag down.

Tara gazed up at me, her eyes widening. “What?”

“I want to party tonight. Like, here, at the Trapp Haus.” I repeated.

Kat sat up quickly, her mouth dropping. “Really? Oh my God.”

I furrowed my brows at them jokingly, “What's that reaction for?”

“We’re just surprised. You don't exactly scream 'partying type'.” Tara admitted.

“Well, tonight I am.” I scanned the rest of the apartment, “Kevin?”

He called from the kitchen, “Yeah? What's up, Jade?”

“Have you had your second human night already?” I asked, stepping towards him.

“No, it's next week. Why?” He answered.

I batted my eyelashes overdramatically, “Can you please make it tonight?”

“Jade wants to go crazy.” Kat chimed in from the couch.

He rolled his eyes but smiled, slowly walking towards the apartment door. “...Give me five minutes, I'll tell my connections to tell everyone.”

“Thanks Kevin!” I yelled, watching him walk down the stairs.

“Now, what do you plan to wear?” Tara questioned, strutting up to me.

I huffed. “...Shit. I haven't really ever bought club clothes before.”

“No need to worry, I have a dress that I think will look perfect on you.” Tara requested over her shoulder, “Kat, can you do her makeup?”

Kat nodded. “Of course.”

I puzzled. “Makeup?”

“Just a little. You're gonna look so hot, Colby's gonna have to kill all the guys in the club.” Tara joked.

Kat hummed, getting off the couch and grabbing my hand. “And he probably will anyway.”

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“Jade, are you ready?” Tara shouted from outside the bathroom.

“Yeah, give me a minute.” I responded.

After hours of saying I wanted to party, the time had finally come. Kevin was nice enough to give everyone the night off, including Colby. He bumped up security so that they didn't need to be on high alert. So, everyone was ready to party. And I was too.

I think.

I cocked my head from side to side, staring at myself in the mirror. I looked nice, I guess. The red dress Tara had given me surprisingly fit. It was just a bit short. But I weirdly didn't mind it. I needed this dress tonight. I needed to let loose and have fun. That was the whole point of this night.

I just need to take a couple shots and I'd be golden.

I finally stepped out of the bathroom, glancing around the apartment. Tara and Kat picked their heads up, looking at me. Their eyes widened, their smiles bright. “Holy shit, Jade! You look gorgeous!”

Sam and Jake turned to me, a surprised look coming to their faces.

Sam glanced over me, “Wow... Jade. You look really...”

“Hot.” Jake grinned.

Tara smacked Jake's arm hard, a loud wince falling from his lips. “Jesus, what was that for?!”

“You're just so smackable sometimes,” Tara jeered, her attention turning back to me. “How do you feel?”

“I'm okay. A little nervous. Haven't worn a dress in... a very long time.” I noticed we were missing a couple different people, “Where's the rest of XPLR?”

“Kevin is already in the VIP section, and Mike has been out all day, but he'll be here later if he isn't here now,” Kat informed, and then nodded towards the stairs. “And Colby... is coming up right now.”

“Are you guys finally ready to par-” Colby's eyes landed on me, snaking up and down my body. I raised an eyebrow at him, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of me.

I giggled at his expression, “Hi.”

“Hey. What... are you wearing?” He gazed down at my body, cupping my hips.

“Tara is lending me it.” I explained.

Colby bit his lip, nodding his head. “Oh, thank you Tara.”

“You're welcome.” Tara snickered.

“I don't think you can leave, though.” Colby continued.

“What? Why?” I pouted.

“I don't know if I can let you leave this apartment with that dress on.” His icy blue eyes landed on mine, his voice low, “I think I have to take it off first.”

A blush rose to my cheeks, a tiny gasp falling from my lips. "Colby."

“Did I tell you that you look beautiful yet?” He whispered, getting close to my face.

I shook my head, biting back a smile, “No.”

“You look beautiful.” He pecked my lips sweetly, taking my breath for a moment.

“Alright lovebirds, you ready to go?” Sam queried.

“Yeah, we're coming.” Colby slid his leather jacket off, slipping it over my shoulders. “Here, wear my jacket.”

“But I'm not cold.” I argued.

“He's just trying to cover up your scent a bit.” Tara turned to Colby, “You shouldn't worry about her smell. There's plenty of humans in the club.”

“As if that's the only reason someone would come up to her.” Jake mumbled, leaning away from Tara as she went to smack his arm again.

Colby kept me close as we slowly left the apartment and entered the club. The music hit me hard, the thumping of the beat making me want to move my body. Kevin waved us over, his eyes landing on me as he whistled. “Damn, Jade. Look at you. Gorgeous as ever.”

“Thank you Kevin.” I laughed.

“Woah,” Mike looked me over, “You're actually kinda hot, Jade.”

I narrowed my eyes at him, “And you're still kind of a dick, Mike.”

Kat chuckled, “Where the hell have you been all day, anyway?”

“Just busy.” He shrugged.

“Alright, alright. Enough of the semantics. Here's a shot for everyone.” Kevin belted over the loud music, passing out the shots.

I whined sarcastically, “No chaser?”

“Chasers are for pussies.” Mike remarked.

I quipped, “You mean the thing you don't get?”

Mike feigned hurt, clutching his chest, “Ooh, you burn me, Jade.”

“Bite me Mike.” I hissed.

Mike smirked, his mischievous eyes staring into mine, "Cheers Jade."

Kevin yelled, clinking his glass with ours, "Cheers everyone!"

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The night was beginning to blur after the three mixed drinks had settled into my system. I kept people watching occassionally, staring down at the club dance floor. I really wanted to dance, but Colby wouldn't.

I glared at Colby, sighing loudly. “You're so lame, you know that, right?”

“For not dancing? No, it would be lamer if you saw my dance moves,” Colby grabbed his drink, taking a sip. “Or... lack thereof.”

“We’ll go with her.” Tara smirked, “Don't be a loser, Colby.”

Mike suddenly spoke. “I'll go down with them.”

“What?” Kat, Tara, and I questioned.

He chuckled, “I said I'll go down with you guys. I need to stretch my legs anyway. This booth isn't made for 6'4 tall people.”

I didn’t try to argue, even though I was confused about Mike. “Alright, I now have three bodyguards. Am I okay to go down? Not to mention that there is no way anyone, Rinaldi or Max, could have gotten in without us knowing.”

Colby paused, and then nodded his head. “Yeah, go ahead. I'll watch from up here in case.”

I beamed, kissing his cheek quickly as Kat grabbed my hand, following Tara and Mike down the steps of the VIP and going out onto the dance floor. The song changed into a more upbeat dance track, and the crowded club intensified. I started swaying my hips, Tara and Kat following suit with me. I let my body move along with the music, closing my eyes. A moment later, I felt someone close to me. I opened my eyes, expecting Tara or Kat. But my eyes landed on Mike's tall frame. I stopped, staring at his face. He grinned, shimmying his shoulders to the song. I held back a laugh, never seeing him dance before.

His ears caught my laugh, even through the loud music. "What? We can't all be good at dancing like you, Jade."

I raised an eyebrow at his comment, “I'm just surprised. Didn't see you as the shimmying type.”

"I do a good two-step sometimes." He side-stepped back and forth. I followed his lead, mimicking his dance. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and spun me.

I stumbled, grabbing his arm, “Oh my God, don't do that! The world is already a little spinny.”

“What? You've only had three drinks. How adorable, you're a light-weight.” He glanced over my body again.

Was he… flirting with me?

I gasped, swatting at him. “I'm not a light-weight! I just haven't drank in a while.”

“That's why you gotta be like me. Drink every day, and you never have to worry about being a light-weight.” He sang.

I teased, “I think you have a problem, Mike.”

“Yeah, maybe it has something to do with the fact that I'm eternally 24.” He deadpanned, getting close to me again.

I shrugged, stepping back. “Could be.”

“All this talk about drinking has really made me thirsty. I'll be right back.” He pointed towards the bar.

I watched Mike walk away from us, and I slowly turned to Kat and Tara. “What the hell was that?”

“What?” Kat puzzled.

“Mike was... actually nice to me.” And may have flirted with me…

Tara’s mouth gaped open. “Oh my God, hell must have froze over.”

I rolled my eyes at her. “I'm just so surprised. He's been a dick to me since the beginning. Why change now?”

“Maybe he's finally starting to come around to you,” Tara commented. “Maybe he realizes that Colby actually cares about you, and he just needs to accept you ain't going anywhere.”

“He was a rude to me when I first met him and Kevin.” Kat reassured.

I cocked my head, “Really?”

“...No,” She frowned. “But maybe Tara's right. Maybe he's just trying to be friendly.”

“I don't know...” My voice trailed off.

“Well, don't harp on it too much. This is your night to enjoy.” Tara cheered over the music, “So shake some fucking ass!”

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After a couple hours of coming on and off the dance floor with Tara, Kat, and Mike, I was starting to get tired and needed to be away from the club. Most importantly, I needed to take off my heels and switch into literally any other shoe.

“Where is everyone?” I asked, glancing around.

“Kevin's making sure the bars are still stocked, Kat and Tara are people watching with Sam and Jake, and Mike... went to the bathroom, I think.” Colby mentioned, leaning into me.

I smiled drunkenly, wrapping my arm around his shoulder. “How are you doing, babe?”

He snorted, looking me up and down. “I'm doing good. You and Mike seem to be having fun.”

“I needed this night. So fucking bad. But I forgot the worst thing about going out.” I huffed, ignoring his comment about Mike.

“The drunk people, the shitty music…” He leaned in close, “your terrible boyfriend not dancing with you?”

I shook my head dramatically. “No... the heels.”

“Oh right, how could I forget?” He sassed.

I slid my arm off him, dragging my body across the booth until I was out of it. “I'm gonna go up to the apartment and put on some sneakers or something.”

“You want me to come with you?” He inquired.

“No, I'll be like five minutes.” I went to leave, stopping abruptly to turn back to him. “Also, you're not terrible for not dancing with me. I expect you to pay me back though.”

Colby’s eyes gazed into mine alluringly, “What would you like as payment?”

I leaned in close, our lips almost brushing. “…I'll take cash.”

He sucked his teeth, sitting back into his seat. He glared lightly at me, “Just go change your shoes.”

I walked into the back office, heading slowly up the stairs. By the time I got to the apartment door, I already had my heels off, groaning in pain. I stumbled into the apartment, and Mike suddenly came out of our bathroom, surprising me.

I exhaled, dropping my shoulders. “Oh shit, you scared me.”

“Sorry.” Mike replied quietly.

“What are you doing up here?” I questioned.

Mike scoffed. “The bathroom downstairs is disgusting.”

I blinked. “Couldn't you just pee outside?”

“Do I look like a dog?” I opened my mouth to respond, but Mike shot me down. “Don't answer that. Why are you here?”

“Well, I do kinda live here. And also, I wanted to change out of my heels. My feet are killing me,” I chucked my heels by the door, walking towards the kitchen. “But first, I'm in dire need of some water.”

He raised an eyebrow at me. “You could have gotten some downstairs.”

I sighed. “Yeah, but I just kept forgetting to order some.”

I ripped open the fridge door, grabbing a water bottle quickly. Mike slid between me and the counter, the front of his body brushing against my back.

I cleared my throat. “You could have told me to move.”

“My bad.” He jumped onto the counter, sitting down. He fixed the buttons of his sleeves. “Tonight was a lot of fun.”

I hummed, smiling. “Yeah, and the night isn't even over yet. You know, I kinda actually like you being nice to me.”

“And I actually like being nice to you.” He admitted.

I fake-gasped. “Who would have thought that?”

I took a long sip from the bottle, resting my back against opposite counter. Mike's eyes stared down at my wrist, his face scrunching.

“Your bracelet doesn't match.” Mike noticed.

I furrowed my brows. “What?”

“Your bracelet doesn't match your outfit. You're in a red little number and that's black.” He stated.

I snickered. “Are you giving me fashion advice, Mr. Only-Wears-Black?”

“Well at least everything matches.” He crossed his arms smugly.

“Next time I'll tell Sam and Colby to make me a customizable bracelet.” I remarked.

Mike’s face perked up. “Oh, is that the one that alerts everyone? I’ve never seen it.”

I nodded my head. He pointed at it, "Can I?"

I slid it off, handing it over to Mike. He fiddled around with it in his hands, gazing down at the button.

“It's cool how it tells everyone where you are. I just get a notif on my phone.” He revealed.

“Yeah. I don't know how it works, but Sam is so smart for coming up with it. Well, technically Colby came up with it, but Sam created it.” I half smiled.

“Team effort,” he mumbled. “Here you go.”

I reached out for the bracelet, but Mike dropped it before I could grab it.

“Oh damn, my bad.” He laughed.

I shrugged. “It's no problem, I'll just-”

Before I could bend down, Mike jumped off the counter, crushing the bracelet under his boot. My body froze, a mixture of anger and worry coursed through me.

Mike’s tone changed, his voice no longer sounding friendly. “Shit. Shouldn't have done that either.”

I stammered, trying to play off my fear. “W-why did you jump off right then? I was reaching for it!”

“Guess I don't know my own strength.” His cold eyes landing on mine, “Besides, it's not like you need it.”

“Well now Sam and Colby need to make me another one. In the meantime, what if I'm in danger?” I rambled.

He turned his head to the side, eyeing me. “Do you feel like you're gonna be in danger soon?”

Yes. "No, but who knows what could happen. Max and Rinaldi could show up."

“You know they aren't the only danger you could face, right?” Mike closed the space between us. “There's a club downstairs full of vampires. They could come up here and attack you.”

“But you're here. You wouldn't allow that.” I asserted, narrowing my eyes.

He chuckled, his voice too gentle, “Of course not. Colby would be so pissed off if you got hurt.”

My heart picked up pace at the sound of Colby’s name. “Speaking of, I think I'm gonna head back down to the club.”

“You kinda need shoes to enter the club.” Mike jested.

Fuck me for taking my shoes off.

“I’ll just put my heels back on. I got to rest my feet so I'm good now.” I assured, starting to leave the kitchen.

He shoved his hand down on the counter, blocking me from exiting. He stepped closer. I pressed my body into the counter, trying to keep some space between us. “Why don't you stay up here for another minute? I'm sure Colby can last a little bit longer without you.”

“Mike, what are you doing?” My breath hitched.

“Nothing. I just wanna talk.” He cooed.

I retorted, “Then talk.”

He sighed, inching closer. “Jade, I'm sorry I've been mean to you. I'm just not really good at expressing myself.”

I tried to not roll my eyes, knowing he was lying. “Apology accepted. Now-”

“I'm not done.” He interjected. “Do you wanna know something that is on my mind... right now?”

“Not really, but I have a feeling you're gonna tell me anyway.” I spat, my voice trembling.

“Do you know who I'm really jealous of?” He asked.

Dear Lord above, do not say Colby. "Who?"

“Caleb.” Mike answered.

I finally looked at him, confused. “C-Caleb?”

“Yeah, do you remember him?” He queried.

I swallowed hard. “...I remember his blood splattering across my face when Rinaldi decapitated him in front of me. Kinda can't forget that.”

“Well, I'm actually really jealous of him.” Mike placed his other arm down, completely blocking me from leaving. He leaned in, his eyes never leaving mine. “I'm jealous of the fact that he got to do the one thing I've always wanted to do. Taste... your... blood.”

I exhaled bitingly. “You broke my bracelet on purpose, didn't you?”

A light laugh fell from his lips. “You are so adorable when you're scared.”

In the blink of an eye, Mike's teeth sunk into the flesh of my neck. I screamed out in pain, my pleas cut short from Mike's hand slamming down over my mouth. I bit his fingers as hard as I could, Mike ripping his mouth away laughing. “I love it rough, Jade. You're gonna have to do better than that!”

I kneed him in the balls, a harsh groan falling from his lips. I tried yanking myself towards the farthest drawer, knowing there would be stakes in there. Mike grabbed me by the wrist, spinning me and slamming me into the fridge. His hand wrapped around my neck, holding me against it.

He stared down at my chest, his red eyes devilish. "That necklace is very pretty. Too bad it also doesn't match."

"What are you, the fashion police?" I choked out, clawing at his hand.

"Why don't you tell me about it?" Mike closed his eyes tightly, his hot pink aura appearing and engrossing me. The edges of the aura weren't the same color, a dark red coursed around him. "How did you get that necklace?"

Mike knew his powers didn't work on me. What the fuck was he doing? Was it my blood? Or was it something else?

“Tell me about your necklace, Jade.” He commanded.

“It's my families. It's the only thing I have left of them.” I confessed honestly.

“How sad.” Mike grabbed my wrist, bringing it up to his nose. "God, you smell delicious."

“Colby's gonna kill you when he comes up here.” I snarled, shaking against his tight hold.

He squeezed my throat harder at Colby’s name. “There's not much he can do if you're dead.”

“If you kill me, you can't drink from me.” I challenged, yanking my wrist as hard as I could.

“That's true. What a terrible situation to be in.” He sighed dramatically, “Oh well.”

Mike bit into my wrist, drinking from me slowly. I cried out again, my vision blurring. I shoved my free hand forward, stabbing Mike in the eye with all of my strength. My fake nails pierced through his skin, blood gushing around my fingers. He dropped me, screeching out painfully. I ran, almost reaching the door before being grabbed by Mike. I fought against his hold again, doing my best to throw him off me.

"God, you are so weak. I told Colby you're helpless." He whispered harshly into my ear, menacingly. He spun me around, his one good eye landing on my wound. "I can already feel my powers getting stronger, and I haven't even had that much of your blood. Imagine if I drank you dry."

I begged, fighting against him. “Mike, please don't do this. You don't need to do this.”

"No, I do," Mike ran his tongue against my wound, his teeth just grazing my skin. I held back the urge to vomit on him.

He looked crazed, a mix of his blood and mine running down his face. “This damn necklace needs to come off! It might infect your bite.”

Mike slid his hand up, grabbing the crystal. A shockwave went through me and Mike, a power surging through the necklace and into us, shooting us apart. It launched Mike across the living room, smashing him into the wall. My body slammed into the counters of the kitchen. My body dropped hard from force, my head slamming down on the ground.

~\/\/~

Everything came back to me suddenly. I could hear yelling, a commotion not too far from me. I sat up, my body now on the couch. As my vision came back to me, my eyes landed on Colby being held back by literally everyone. Kevin was holding his arms from behind, Sam and Jake were pushing him into Kevin, telling him to calm down. Kat and Tara stood on the side of him, glaring at Mike, who was on the floor holding up his arms defensively.

“I'm gonna fucking murder you, Mike!” Colby growled, thrashing against Kevin’s hold.

Kevin grunted, “Colby, calm down!”

“I don't even remember what happened!” Mike shouted.

Colby roared, his red eyes narrowing, “Mike, I'll rip your fucking head off!”

I stood up, way too fast, and stumbled a bit. Everyone turned to the sound of me falling into the coffee table. "Colby... don't."

His voice softened, “Jade...”

I staggered over to Colby. Kevin loosened his hold on him slightly, Sam and Jake stepped away so I could get close to him.

I placed my hands on his chest, trying to stable myself. “I'm okay.”

He rebutted darkly, “Clearly you're not.”

“Don't kill Mike.” I stated.

“Yeah Colby. Listen to your girlfriend!” Mike exclaimed, still on the floor.

Colby lurched forward, glaring over my shoulder. I turned to Mike, my eyes gazing down at him.

He stared at me, a look of shock appearing across his face. “I... did that?”

“Of course you fucking did. And you're gonna pay-” Colby started.

Tara interrupted, “Colby, chill for a second. Clearly Mike doesn't remember.”

“Exactly. Thank you, Tara.” Mike replied pompously.

“Shut it, Mike. You’re lucky I don’t kill you.” Tara argued, glowering at him.

“Guys, can you just relax for a second?” Sam chimed in aggressively. “Mike, what was the last thing you remember?”

“I... don't know. I was out, walking around the city, and then...” Mike’s voice trailed off for a moment, his eyes widening. “No.”

“What? What 'no'?” Jake inquired.

“This guy came up to me and told me to attack Jade.” Mike responded.

“What? Who?” Colby fumed.

“I don't know! His face was covered. He said it to me, but I didn't think anything of it,” Mike remembered. “And then... I woke up here. On the floor. With Colby ready to bite my head off.”

“You don't remember attacking me?” I puzzled.

“Not at all. I don't even remember coming to the club.” He disclosed calmly.

“You danced with me, Tara, and Jade.” Kat told.

Mike scoffed, “Ew. I don't dance.”

“That sounds about right.” Tara deadpanned.

“And you were nice to me.” I murmured.

He pursed his lips, “You see, that should have been your first clue something was off. I don't like you.”

“Now's not the time to be snarky Mike.” Colby snapped from behind me. “I'll still kill you for what you did to her.”

“You would really kill me over this? Even though I don’t remember attacking her?” Mike gasped.

“You harmed Jade, you're lucky I don't stake you right now!” Colby’s voice thundered.

I continued. “What color eyes did the guy have?”

“What?” Mike paused, thinking. “I don't know... green?”

My heart sank. “Max's eyes are green.”

“So Max did this? He got you attacked. For what though?” Sam questioned angrily.

Kevin asserted, “Well, it had to be an elder that told Mike to attack Jade. So it was either Rinaldi or Max.”

“Unless there’s a third elder… or fourth.” Jake mentioned, his eyes widening at the thought.

“It had to be Max. The guy was shorter than me, Rinaldi is the same height as me,” Mike disagreed. “I gotta ask though, how the hell did I end up over here and knocked out?”

“We assumed it was Jade, since none of us knew this was happening.” Kevin remarked.

“Jade? You think Jade pushed me into a wall so hard that I broke the plaster?” Mike snorted. “Sounds a little far fetch.”

“Well, what happened then?” Everyone turned to me.

“I... I don't remember,” I lied. “Everything's a bit of a blur.”

“Let's just figure this out more tomorrow. Let's calm down, and get this place cleaned up. I got a club I gotta close.” Kevin glanced down at Colby, “Can I let you go without harming Mike?”

“Yeah, yeah. I'm fine.” Colby exhaled deeply.

I looked over at Kat as Kevin released Colby. “Kat, can I talk to you alone for a second?”

She nodded. “Sure.”

I walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind Kat.

“What's up?” She asked, leaning against the counter.

I swallowed hard, my nerves getting the better of me. “I know what happened, how Mike got slammed into that wall. The necklace did it.”

Kat gaped, stuttering. “What? H-how is that-?”

I shook my head. “I don't know. All I know is... I think it was trying to protect me. Mike tried to rip it off my neck, and it shocked us both back. That's why I was passed out when you guys came up here. The necklace did it. I saw it launch him across the room.”

“Well if it was trying to protect you, why didn't it stop him when he was drinking from you?” She queried.

“I think it only works if someone tries to touch it while it's on me.” I paused, then slowly took it off. “Could you... hold onto it for me? Maybe do some research about it in your spell book?”

She agreed, taking it from me. “Sure. I'll see what's up.”

“It was so weird, I felt this power inside of it come out when it launched Mike.” I added, “While he was attacking me, he asked about it.”

“Really?” Kat uttered.

“He wanted me to tell him about it. He tried to use his powers on me to make me tell the truth about it.” I disclosed nervously.

“That's so weird. He knows that his powers don't work on you.” She stated, shaking her head in disbelief.

“Yeah, but Rinaldi and Max don't know about my abilities,” I affirmed. “If they got Mike to attack me, they wouldn't know his powers don't work.”

Her face dropped at the mention of them. “He thinks it was Max who told him to attack you.”

“I'm not so sure. There was a dark red aura around Mike when he was using his power.” I stared down at the ground, biting my lip, “I think someone else was controlling him.”

A loud yell came from outside the door. I yanked it open, staring out into the apartment. Colby stood in front of Mike, stabbing a stake through him, just underneath his heart.

“Dude what the fuck?!” Mike bellowed.

Colby gripped the stake handle hard, “I don't care if you only hurt Jade because you were forced to do it. I'm letting you know this now that if you ever hurt Jade again, regardless of the circumstance, I will kill you.”

“That's pretty a harsh thing to say to your friend.” Mike argued, wincing in pain.

“You're lucky you're alive right now, friend,” Colby hissed. “I'm gonna go take a walk around the block and try to calm down. When I come back, you better be out of my apartment. And while I'm gone, apologize to Jade.”

Mike protested, “But-”

Colby cut him off, shoving the stake forward an inch more. “Don't fucking argue with me Mike. Say you're sorry and get the fuck out.”

Colby glanced at me, his anger melting for only a split second, and then he vanished out the door.

Mike coughed, grunting as he yanked out the stake. He sat down on the couch, trying to catch his breath.

He gazed over at me, barely looking for a moment. "I'm sorry, Jade. I genuinely didn't know what I was doing."

“It's fine.” I mumbled, crossing my arms.

Mike let out a soft chuckle, rubbing his wound as it began to heal. "I'll try not to kill you next time."

I scowled, annoyed. “How about no next time, fucker.”

<< CHAPTER 20 || CHAPTER 22 >>

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Fade Into You (Leon Goretzka) Part II

a/n: Here it is, the second part, and I can officially say that I wrote this under fever while pretending to work today. I will probably go back to edit some grammar later on, but for now, you can read it, enjoy and tell me what you think of it, anon or not. Lots of love, and thanks to the anon who requested the prompt. I never thought I’d be able to write something like this. 

PART I

The familiar melody of her laugh caught his attention, and despite being in the middle of conversation with Janine, Leon let his eyes wander to where she stood, noticing that she was in the company of his friends and teammates — one of them being no other than Kevin Trapp. Not that he had something against the man, it’s just that something about him that night was getting on his nerves. 

He is fun to have around. 

He narrowed his eyebrows, remembering her words before quickly turning his attention back to Janine, taking a small sip of his beer. Janine was stunning as usual, but for some reason, Leon didn’t really feel like having a conversation about the newest business she had invested her ex-husband’s money in, so pretending that he was called over by someone, he excused himself to leave.

And Janine didn't seem to mind because as soon as he left her side, she turned around and started talking to someone else. 

Deciding that it would be best to spend some time with her and his other friends, he slowly made his way towards their table, suddenly stopping midway, unable to keep his eyes off of her and how good she looked in the clothes she was wearing — the deep-red lipstick matching the skirt that she made herself. He spent hours watching her sew layer upon layer on her tiny sewing machine.

For a reason unknown to him, his abdomen contracted for just a split of a second at the memory, but he quickly shook his head, starting to walk towards them — her laughter reaching his ears yet again. 

What’s so funny?

“Oh, servus!” Leroy hollered as Leon approached their table with his half-finished beer in hands, “believe it or not, we were just talking about you.”

“I am sure she knows better than to trust anything that comes out of your mouth,” Leon teased subtly, sending a quick wink in her direction and making her smirk over the lip of the wine glass she was holding. 

And just for a moment, he had difficulties to look away from her face. 

“Then, you won’t mind if I steal her for a dance or two?” Leroy asked, wrapping one of his arms around her shoulders — the simple movement making Leon’s ears fire up. 

Get a grip.

“She doesn’t need my permission to have you stomping all over her feet, Le,” Leon answered with a sour smile, trying to keep himself composed, but judging by the look Kevin and Joshua gave him, he was failing miserably.

Leroy grinned approvingly before whisking her away from the table — both of them giggling like children as they made their way towards the dancing area, disappearing into the small crowd. 

 With an annoyed expression and a weird feeling in his stomach, which he couldn’t shake off, Leon watched them from afar — his hands gripping the bottle of his beer a bit too tight, making his knuckles go a paler shade. 

Next to him, Kevin and Joshua observed the midfielder with amused faces — the tall goalie nudging Joshua’s knee knowingly under the table.

“Nice suit,” Kevin started, clearing his throat as he tried to contain the laughter, making Joshua look up from his phone screen for a second.

Leon nodded, gazing away from Leroy and his friend dancing badly on the tunes of Nena’s 99 Luftballons. “Thanks,” he mumbled, nodding towards the dancefloor “she made it.”

With a shit-eating grin, Joshua placed his phone back in the inside pocket of his suit jacket, looking towards Kevin. “Alter, imagine having a girl who’s not only funny, but can make clothes. Every time you need to look good, you get a new suit.”

“Nah, it’s not that easy,” Leon commented absentmindedly, “because it takes two hundred and twenty pieces to make a suit,” he added, getting two confused looks from both of his teammates, “it’s too much of a hassle, and I told you already, she’s just a br—,” Leon stopped himself, quickly taking a sip of his beer to mask the words that for some reason started to have a bitter taste in his mouth, “she’s just a friend.”

If she was just a friend, why do you want to punch Leroy in the face for dancing with her?

The last notes of Nena’s song finished, and the melody suddenly switched to yet another familiar, but much slower song that made the entire room go silent for a second just before everyone seemed to move towards the dancefloor in pairs. 

“That’s my cue,” Joshua started, “Lina loves this song.”

Leon smiled softly, leaning on his elbows on the table as Kevin said something which he dismissed before gazing at Joshua and Lina, both smiling like lovesick teenagers, making their way towards the dancing area. From the corner of his eye, Leon also noticed Manu leading Nina under the same dim lights before starting to dance slowly.

Wicked Game was still playing when he noticed her walk back through the crowd surrounding her, and with a quick glance at the couples, he saw Leroy dancing with his girlfriend, and he couldn’t help but feel his heart fill with emotions as he looked back at her. Setting his beer on the table, he straightened his jacket before taking a few long strides towards her, meeting her halfway. 

“Let’s dance,” he offered without hesitation — his voice unusually coarse.

“You never dance, Leon,” she dismissed him humorously with a wave of her arm, “what has gotten into you?” 

Leon didn’t bother answering, but rather took her hand in his, making her stop smiling as she looked up at him under her eyelashes, and he swallowed the knot that seemed to be stuck in his throat.

“The song will finish soon, and I want to dance with you,” he murmured, and with a reassuring smile he led her into the crowd, hesitantly wrapping his arms around her waist once they found their spot among the couples. 

They moved slowly - Leon not being the greatest dancer either, but confident enough to lead her as they swayed in sync. She didn’t speak nor look at him, but once she placed her head on his chest, he swallowed discreetly, closing his eyes, hoping that she couldn’t hear his heart over the music. 

The song changed yet again, this time the mellow tunes of Fade Into You resonated throughout the room, and she looked up at him with a small smile — the faintest blush on her cheeks visible even under the hazy lights. 

Leon couldn’t stop himself from smiling, realising what had just happened between the two of them; what just happened inside his head. 

Blind idiot. 

“You look beautiful,” he whispered with a small smile, “actually, it’s very difficult for me not to stare,” he added as her gaze met his — eyes widening ever so slightly at the boldness of his words, and her cheeks only became deeper shade of red. He smirked at the sight before him, leaning closer to her ear. “Are you blushing?”

“Maybe,” she whispered back nervously, tiptoeing on her high-heels to be closer to his ear.

He moved his head back to look at her — his fingers itching to touch her face, but instead he let his eyes drop to her lips, and once again he felt the same heat rush through his body, leaving him shivering rather than burning. 

“The colour of your cheeks matches your lipstick,” he smoothly stated, looking her in the eyes, yearning for a reaction of some sort. 

With a sheepish smile, she looked away and at the several couples already leaving the dancefloor giving them more space. Leon smirked to himself, stepping backwards and giving her a twirl, teasing out a small, surprised gasp from between her lips. 

Pressing her body back into him, he couldn’t help but give her lips a long stare once again. 

“It’s waterproof, you know,” she mumbled shyly. “The lipstick, I mean…”

Leon breathed out a shaky breath, pulling her just a tiniest fraction closer, spreading his fingers across the small of her back. Apprehensively, he looked around the people surrounding them, making sure that no one was really paying attention to the two of them before resting his forehead against hers. 

“Trust me, there is nothing else that I’d rather do right now, but not here.”

To many people, Leon came across as a bit shy and perhaps reserved, but if he was to be honest, he just liked his privacy more than anything else. Being in the spotlight taught him many things, and one of them was how important it was to keep some things hidden away from the curious eyes. 

She breathed out softly, and he smiled — for a moment letting himself get lost in the depths of her irises. Her arms untwined from around his neck, dropping down to his hands before she gently laced their fingers together. Her confidence was more than enough for Leon to take the hint before leading her through the crowd and outside the banquet room, stopping only when they reached the empty garden area. 

“What’s happening, Leon?” she asked shyly, and Leon shook his head, looking up into the sky for a second, feeling the strangest mix of emotions rush through him — his body tingling in excitement. 

“I am fading into you,” he whispered, looking back at her. 

Moving one of his arms, he nestled his hand just below her jawline while reaching out to touch her face with his other, feeling the warmth of her skin on his fingertips. Without hesitation, both of them moved closer, their lips inches apart before bringing their lips to meet in a gentle kiss.

What they didn’t know was that they weren’t exactly alone, outside, in the garden area, because a very bored Kevin Trapp stood some feet away, watching the two love fools finally sharing a kiss. With a smirk, he turned around, taking his phone out and opening the group chat he shared with Leroy and Joshua before quickly typing and sending a single message. 

The idiot finally did it.

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Kevin Trapp // Lock Screens

[raphavarrane]

requests are ALWAYS OPEN! ❤️ feel free to drop a request (but bare in mind, might take awhile)!

below are the people i write for:

kepa arrizabalaga

joaquin correra

antoine griezmann

hector bellerin

paulo dybala

kevin trapp

alisson becker

raphael varane

rafinha alcántara

marco asensio

roman bürki

jesse lingard

kai havertz

[arrrseeenalfc]

Hey, can you write imagine with Kevin Trapp, David Luiz and me? I'm in love with David and I am little sis of Kevin? Sweet the end. Kiss 😍

I’m just clearing out requests to start fresh…sorry

[manuelmueller]

I'm not sure if you take request but I would love to see a Kevin Trapp and Julian Draxler drabble or another Bernd Leno and MArc Andre Ter Stegan

They’re actually closed at the moment, I’m sorry :/ I am quite busy with real life atm, also there are longer stories I want to focus on again (I usually offer drabbles when I’m stuck in writer’s block, as it helps me to find my way out of it) .... and I have two left to write, still.

BUT I will definitely write some more Steno at some point, and I’ll keep Trappler in my mind! Also, keep your eyes open for when I reblog prompt lists, at some point I will surely open drabble requests again ^^

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Imagine Requests!

I know it's been so long since I posted an imagine, I've not felt like writing as much. But I have been writing past few days. I will be posting soon (hopefully next few days). But my request box is still open so keep requesting!

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Underrated Weekend

The last weekend of the month will be dedicated to the underrated players. There'll be no Mason Mount, no Trent Alexander Arnold, no Jack Grealish etc on these weekends. The likes of Kevin Trapp, Roman Burki, Rodri etc can flourish and hopefully win over some new readers!

These weekends will only be as successful as you make it. I understand that the concept of these weekends are to show love to the less popular players and so I get that they'll naturally be less in notes and feedback, but it's up to you, the readers and requesters, to show these weekends the justice otherwise I'll stop them.

This weekend, you’ve asked me to search through my requests for 

Roman Burki

John Stones

Hector Bellerin

Marcos Llorente

Next month looks to include

Benjamin Pavard

Joe Gomez

Eric Dier

I do need to check through the rest of my requests for the others who have been put forward. Thank you to those who filled out the form and got back to me!

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Requested Kevin Trapp: @caffineaddict

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