#soccer player george

[tasty-but-kinky]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31171190#main

play the field

cardans

“You’ve lost, like, a third of your games so far.”

“You follow our sport?” Dream asks, pulling his shirt over his head. That obnoxious smile has returned to his face, but it looks more flattered now – genuine and only a little bit sleazy. George wants it gone.

George shifts his weight. “I follow every sport.”

“I’m touched, Georgie.”

after a season of conflicting games and locker room arguments, it's safe to say that the captains of manberg university's soccer and football teams hate each other.

[ghosttb0y]

LETS GO 404!

[dnfao3tags]

Do you have anymore recs for JockxCheerleader? I read all the ones in the tag :(

it's been a while since i updated the tag so here you go !

cheerleader x jock

— untouchable by orphan_account (mature | comp. | 6k)

Freshman year, Dream really wants George to try out for the football team with him. George has other ideas. Senior year, Dream silently curses his best friend for becoming a cheerleader, not because he chose it over football, but because he looks a little too good in a skirt.

— evidence of a strawberry lollipop by izzbizzsquizz (teen | comp. | 2k)

"Hi." George says softly. His eyes scan down Dream's torso and then back up to his face. They make eye contact and Dream almost forgets how to breathe. George is wearing a black pleated skirt paired with fishnets and a slightly oversized white hoodie which Dream instantly recognizes as his own. "Hey." It comes out breathless and George just giggles.

— free to run, get dizzy on caffeine by nervouswaltz (teen | comp. | 4k)

The cheerleaders are here. This isn’t even a “football” game. Well, technically, to George, it is, because he’s right, but he’s in America, so they say he’s on the "soccer" team. They fucking suck. It’s football. In addition to that nomenclature being something George just does not fucking understand, he also thought that on principle, cheerleaders only really went to the American football games. Especially at their school. So why are they here. And why is Dream leaning against the barrier, watching him play.

— you're not gonna win me by 21questions (teen | wip | 13k)

Dream, a football player with a big heart, finds himself falling quickly for his childhood best friend - who happens to be a huge flirt, though he appears to be a little more flirty with Dream himself.

— Dream Team by Violettavonviolet (expl. | comp. | 7k)

Cheerleader George discovers that his soulmate is none other than Dream, the quarterback

[stairnaheireann]

#OTD in 1946 – George Best, the greatest player of his generation and the world’s first superstar footballer, is born in Belfast.

George Best is undoubtedly the finest soccer player ever, and probably one of the five finest footballers ever. Best was discovered by famed Belfast scout Bob Bishop who told Manchester United manager Matt Busby “I have found a genius.” He was not exaggerating. Best made his debut as a 17-year-old for United on 14 September 1963. For the next ten years, he lit up the football landscape, before…

[f1tfballetc]

To the 2 talented athletes and wonderful people - George Russell (F1 driver) & Rui Patricio (footballer) - happy birthday! 🎉🥳🎂

Your passion and dedication to your respective sports are only matched by your kindness and generosity towards others. May this new year bring you many more opportunities to shine and to make a positive impact in the world.

[jrwiyuri]

WHY DID I GO ON TWOTTER SND GEORGE NOT FOUND IS PLAYING SOCCER??

[miloformula123fan]

Full fic??

I’ve read that Logan S. felt really lonely being the only American in F1. Like, he wasn’t completely accepted in the grid. Maybe he has an overprotective older sister who is a professional soccer player (like World Cup level good) who finally has time to attend his races. She dislikes most of the grid, except Alex and Oscar, for how they treated her brother. quick to defend Logan and even as far as annihilate them during the annual driver soccer match to prove a point. Im thinking G. Russel pairing due to Logan living in England. he wins her over by treating logan right, acknowledging he could have been welcoming, etc. Just a thought!

OKAY I HONESTLY LOVED THIS! IT WAS SO MUCH FUN TO WRITE (let me know if you want a part 2, because it is a bit of an interesting ending haha)

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edit: i wrote part 2 - it is here

part 3 is here

George Russell x reader, logan sargeant x sister!reader

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Y/N loves her brother, she really does. Yeah, she’s tried to get to a few of his F2 rounds, but with her soccer taking her around the world, she has had very little time. She has the entire month off though, so what better to do than visit her brother at his home grand prix. Miami is always a party, so maybe she could let loose for a bit, try and relax, and find a guy.

This is quickly vetoed when she finds Logan cooped up in his drivers room. While most people would think that he was excited for the race, most people weren’t Logan’s sister. She could tell he was thinking too hard about something, and it wasn’t good.

“Hey Logie Bear! Whatcha thinking about?” She tried to appear happy, but she could see that Logan’s smile did not reach his eyes

“Nothing, just excited for the race, the car is quick, just aiming for some points, hoping for a safety car. The garage is over there, sorry I have to warm up.” Y/N looked up as Benny entered the room and Logan stood up. She could tell how closed up he was, how he didn’t want to talk at all

“Okay, we’ll talk after the race Logan! Good luck, you'll smash it!” Y/N walked out of the drivers room towards the garage seeing the chaos of it.

Y/N watched as Logan apologised over again and again to his engineer for not making up any more places. She stood there listening to his engineer reassure her younger brother. She eventually decided that she couldn’t listen to it anymore and decided to wait in his garage room.

When he walked in, Y/N could tell he wasn’t sure whether to throw stuff or cry. 

“Hey, hey, come here! It’s okay, it’s okay!” She opened her arms and sat down as Logan fell down into them and hugged her baby brother, as he started talking the words just rushed out

“I just wanted to prove that I deserve to be here, feel like I’m a part of the paddock.” Logan hugged his sister back tightly, hesitating slightly.

“What do you mean? Of course you’re a part of the paddock, you’ve got your seat, y’know?” Y/N was confused as to what her brother meant, from what she had seen, he was welcomed warmly by everyone.

“Yeah but, I’m never invited to the grid parties, no one really ever talks to me, except Alex and Oscar, and Oscar is getting into the rest of the grid through Lando, and Alex is only really talking to me because I mean, he’s my teammate we have to be friends, and I just want everyone to like me… so I thought maybe if I got some points and good overtakes, then people would like me..”

“Oh, Logie… It’ll be okay. If they don’t like you then I think they’re just idiots, but they won’t. They’ll warm up to you, I promise.”

---

George watched as Y/N sprinted up and down. Okay the F1 team was never going to win, particularly when multiple women who were playing in the world cup were playing on the opposition team, but ‘Sargeant’  (who also had the same name as the rookie driver this year, who was sitting in the stands) was dominating, she had more goals then all of the f1 team, so of course the celebrity team won 4-1. She’d almost immediately jumped into the stands once the referee blew the whistle and started talking to Logan, maybe the kid got married young and just didn’t want anyone to realise. 

Although she looked quite similar to Logan, so maybe his sister instead. Either way, she did not seem to like them, she called them all dickheads and shoved them over a few times. George’s knees were sore. But she was still pretty. So he approached Logan and the girl.

“Hello! I’m George and…’

“I’m pretty sure my brother knows your name, Georgie! Why don’t you say hello to him?”

“Y/N-”

“No. Say hi to Logan, George.” She smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes, almost forced.

“Hey Logan! Looking forward to the grand prix this weekend?”

“Uhhhh… yeah. ” He turned back to Y/N “I’ve got some stuff to do, so you can make your way back. See ya!”

As soon as Logan was out of listening range, Y/N pulled George in and started whispering, “Listen, I don’t know what problem you have my brother, but you need to get over it ASAP, understood?”

“I.. don’t have a problem with your brother.”

“Well, then why is he telling me that there have been 2 people, Oscar and Alex, who have actually welcomed him to F1. Everyone else has snubbed him and he doesn’t understand why you don’t like him. He’s lonely. So fucking sort your shit out.”

George stood there, mouth gaping as she stormed off to grab her bag and then sprinted after Logan. He could almost hear the f1 team laughing at his failed attempt at flirting, but all he could think about ‘was what she said true?’’

---

Y/N was going to cry.

She could see Logan in the family and friends box, hands over his mouth, eyes glassy.

That corner kick should’ve gone in, she thought, we had so many chances and we still fucked it all. Couldn’t even give Megs a proper farewell.

She walks slowly over to her younger brother and let his arms wrap around her

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Dragged you halfway ‘round the world when you should’ve been training only to lose the first game.”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, don’t worry about it. Go pack up, we can head home and spend some time in London relaxing. I’ve got next week off before I need to be back in the factory.”

—

Y/N was awoken by a knock on the front door. Hearing Logan snoring from his bedroom, she got up off the couch, rubbing her eyes and opened the door.

Of all the people she was expecting to see, George Russell would’ve been just about the last on her list “Uhh, hey?”

“Oh, morning! Is your brother up?”

Y/n paused for a moment to let George hear the snores coming from Logan’s bedroom. “Yeah, no, sorry. I can pass on a message?”

“Oh, No I was just going to offer if he was still up to go on a morning jog with him, but as he isn’t…”

“You been doing this often?”

“Almost every week we’ve been in town. I don’t think he understands what or why I’m doing this. But, he’s a good kid, opens up a bit when you talk to him. He likes you, respects you a lot for 2 siblings pursuing their sport across the globe.”

“I’ll make some breakfast and you can stay til Logan wakes up, okay? As a thanks for looking out for him. Hard for me to do from across the globe.” Y/N looked tense, with an almost forced smile. She looked awkward, before stepping back, holding the door open so George could come in.

---

“LOGAN SARGEANT!”

“Hello, dear sister, what do you want?”

“YOU GOT POINTS!”

“I think you must have watched a different grand prix, I got P12.”

“Hamilton and Leclerc got disqualified, something about wood, but you got points!”

“OH MY! AHHH! I had no idea, oh god!”

“YEAH! MY LITTLE BRO FINALLY GETTING F1 POINTS! WOOHOO! We must celebrate when we’re both in town!”

“AHH! Shit, wait I think people are coming in, give me a sec.

You’re on speaker dear sis, Alex, Oscar and George are here.”

“HELLO OSCAR! HI ALEX! HI GEORGE! DID SOMEONE BRING CHAMPAGNE???”

---

Y/N looks at the buzzing phone on her bedside table. Well clearly she had grabbed Logan’s phone before bed last night. She looked at the contact name

‘George - probably calling about something from the GDPA.’

She picked up.

“Before you start talking, I’m not Logan and I have not signed any NDAs related to his contract so, don’t talk to me.”

“Hi Y/N, do you know where Logan is?” George’s voice was way too cheery for however fucking early it is right now.

“Yeah he’s in his bedroom, he grabbed my phone and I grabbed his, why?” Y/N swung her legs out of the bed and stood up, still rubbing her eyes.

“Oh, can you come answer the door?”

“The door, why?” Y/N got up, and walked to her front door and opened the door to …nothing.

“George, are you pulling a prank on me? There’s nothing at the door.”

“You haven’t opened the door!”

“George… Logan and I are in Florida for Christmas. I’m guessing you’re in London.”

“Oh…yes. Bugger. I came to congratulate him on his contract renewal and so now I’ve got food and flowers and stuff and he’s not here!”

“If you go round the block to 20 XXX Close, there’s a single mom there, who will appreciate some Christmas cheer Georgie.”

“Oh, thank you. I’ll send it over.”

“Why were you congratulating Logan, George? I didn’t think you cared. Only Alex and Oscar have reached out so far.”

“I..I remember what you said at the soccer match, about Logan feeling ostracised by all of us. So I’ve been trying to make him feel welcomed… not just because you said that, and I like you, but also because I kinda realised we’d all be failing him as a grid, so i thought if I started it, maybe others would catch on. It didn’t work, but I think he feels more included.”

“That’s very nice of you Georgie. I’ll pass on your congrats. Now it’s like 7am here, and I didn’t need to be awake today, so i will be heading back to bed. Night Georgie boy.”

[amirasainz]

Hiiii! I love this series and can you write where Amira and Dominik Szoboszlai (He's so fine🤭) go on a date and paparazzi was stalking them or something and Carlos and the grid go crazy and go on protective mode. After that every time she wants to go out someone has to go with her

Hi loves! I hope you enjoy reading my writings. My requests are always open.

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The Szoboszlai case

Charles couldn't believe it. He had his phone in his hands, a picture of Amira and Dominik Szoboslai open on his Instagram. The two of them at lunch. Her, wearing a pretty blue of the shoulder summer top with shorts. Her hair done in beautiful summer waves. A light make up, that highlights her warm chocolate brown eyes. A content smile resting on her face. And then there was him, with his stupid smirk. And stupid hair. And his stupid hand resting on her perfect arm. How. Dare. He?!

When Charles first arrived at the conference room, he found himself alone. Seeking a moment of respite from the impending chaos of the Ferrari garage, he pulled out his phone. Instagram beckoned, and he hoped to catch glimpses of his beautiful girlfriend or their pretty babygirl. But fate had other plans.

Suddenly, Charles’s screen flooded with images of Amira Sainz sharing dinner with that infuriating footsy player. His mind raced, emotions colliding like race cars on a tight circuit. The room, once empty, now teemed with drivers, FIA employees, and officials. Max, seated next to Charles, leaned in. “Charlie, mate, are you alright?” he asked, concern etching his features. The other drivers followed suit, their collective gaze fixated on Charles. Carlos chimed in, “Yeah, Lord Percival. You look really pale.” The chorus of agreement echoed around him, a symphony of curiosity and worry.

When Charles remained silent, Lewis laid a comforting hand on his shoulder. “Charles, hey buddy. Talk to us. You’re kind of scaring us.” Encouraged by Lewis’s words, Charles turned his phone toward the others. The room erupted with various reactions. Carlos looked as though he’d seen a ghost, while Mad Max made his first appearance in five years. Pierre let out a blood-curdling “Nooooo,” Alex and George scrambled to catch a fainting Lando, and even Yuki dropped his Dino nuggets—a sure sign of shock.

After five tension-filled minutes, Daniel broke the silence. “We can’t let anything happen. This can’t turn into something,” he began. “Hell, boys, we won’t let a stupid football—” “Um, you mean soccer,” Logan interjected. “Shut up, Logan,” Max retorted. Daniel continued, carefully navigating Carlos’s presence, “Steal our … friend.”

Carlos, lost in his own world, grappled with the image of his perfect baby sister spending precious time with a stupid football player—someone who didn’t even play for Real Madrid. How could she? So imagine Carlos’s surprise when he was suddenly slapped across the face. All eyes turned to Charles. “Sorry. Are you with us again?” No one—not even the nice lady tending her Greek garden in Italy—expected the kind Monegasque to snap Carlos out of his panic with a resounding slap. “Always, Percival,” Carlos reassured. While the other drivers still reeled from the unexpected incident, the two Ferrari boys had already begun plotting how to keep Amira away from Domi—no, from Szoboszlai. (He didn’t deserve to be called by his first name.)

And boy, planning, they did.

The drivers constructed a kind of timetable for spending time with her. For example, Oscar would have the honor of spending every Monday dinner with her, from 5 p.m. to 10 p.m. George, on the other hand, would enjoy Wednesday mornings in her company—a fact he promptly shared with Carmen, who was more than delighted. Kika and Pierre were allowed Thursday lunchtime visits. The two of them had initially hoped for overnight stays, but Carlos put his foot down. The mere thought of them manipulating their way into sharing a bed with her… Well, Carlos didn’t even want to entertain that idea.

During Qualifying, Red Bull had the privilege of calling her their VIP guest. The race would be watched in the Ferrari garage, with her seated between their cousin and their Papá—or perhaps cuddled up between Rebecca and Alex.

So imagine Baby!Sainz’s surprise when she returned from her lunch with Dominik, who had been so friendly as to gift her a Versace necklace. She was immediately surrounded by Alex and Fernando. And the revelation that the two of them were friends? Well, that was a twist she hadn’t seen coming.

So everyday she would spend every hour of every day with either a driver, a wag, or both of them. And for some reason, Pierre and Kika always insisted on taking a shower during Thursdays lunch time. Together. But who was she to deny the princess treatment from them.

And Dominik?……. I'm sorry, who?

[captainreecejames]

Masterlist!

Includes finished work and prompts I am working on!

If you have any ideas or want to request something just send me an ask or message!

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Series

My Exboyfriend is a Footballer Series

Back too Famous ∞ • in which you fail to soft launch your relationship because his back too famous

You Can Call Her Phone ¬ • in which you can call her phone but she ain't gon answer

Wrong City ∞ • in which you post pictures of one city with a caption of another city

Falling ∞ • in which you fall (literally) for charles leclerc

Pick Me Up ¬ • the 4 times charles picks you up + the one time you pick him up Pick Me Up SMAU ∞

Miss Moving On ∞• in which your exboyfriend is now engaged and thinks you haven't moved on

You Can Call Her Phone ¬ • in which you can call her phone but she ain't gon answer

Failed Soft Launch ∞ • in which you fail to soft launch your relationship because he doesn't change

Still Me Here ∞ • in which your album the good witch comes out and the internet speculates it's about lando

Hey Girlie Part 2 ∞ • in which lando 'hey girlie's you

You Can Call Her Phone ¬ • in which you can call her phone but she ain't gon answer

Can't Crop ∞ • in which you fail to soft launch your relationship because you can't crop

X2CU ∞ • in which you really just want your ex to see him

fired by a thirst trap [part 2] ∞ • in which you dated kylian mbappe until a lewis hamilton thirst trap hits the timeline

You Can Call Her Phone¬ • in which you can call her phone but she ain't gon answer

He's Tall ∞ • in which you fail to soft launch your relationship because he's tall

Can't Have a Good Thing ∞ • in which you used to date an american soccer player

So Long, London ∞ • in which your childhood sweetheart was a chelsea player

Just Friends ¬ • in which you really need a friend, then you need something more •• companion piece to so long, london

Down Bad ∞ • in which you should date someone you're own age

OTHER

Fernando Alonso

I Hope ∞ • in which you manifest some shit

Working on George Russell -> my ex is a footballer Whumptober Prompts

[thatsdemko]

MASTERLIST

updated as of 6/05/2023 back to helpline

to find what players I write for please click here

↳ to look at part 2 masterlists please click: here

IMAGINES

HOCKEY

Nico hischier

the fight

william nylander

famous

mitch marner

paper rings

thomas bordeleau

revenge

ice and spice

punishment

moritz seider

ask

mat barzal

neighbor

Jack Hughes

mess around and find out

BASKETBALL & NFL

killian hayes

comfort cuddles

Travis kelce

Super Bowl

live from New York

Patrick mahomes

parade

FOOTBALL/SOCCER

christian pulisic

one last time

confusion and confessions

lie detector part two

first timer

the apology

want one?

Mason mount

you belong to me

hate me

little mount

uncle Mason

delicate

Neymar jr.

five minutes

FORMULA 1

nyck de vries

year one

charles leclerc

a sleepless night in monaco

the other man the right man

fallingforyou

Mozart

falling in love again

uncle Charles

summertime happiness

match point

love affair

brothers best friend

Carlos sainz

desperate

unforgettable

spoiled

Polaroid

papa carlos

I see red

stay, stay

lover

pining - mini series

max verstappen

secrets out

happiness comes in ice cream

the ways in which max shows you he loves you

lando norris

the right man

this love

little streamer

one too many

everybody’s friend

Pierre Gasly

one night with you

falling in love again

jealousy, jealousy

only him

one last ride for the alpha

I’m yours

lewis hamilton

it’s sir to you

drunk on you

ride that like a Mercedes

Daniel ricciardo

the return of the honey badger

dicked down in Dallas

Tim McGraw

home is whenever I’m with you

arthur leclerc

cruel summer

hard work

love affair

yuki tsunoda

sushi date

cherry blossom season

one last ride for the alpha

mick schumacher

you are in love

the ways in which mick schumacher shows you he loves you

toto wolff

ride that like a Mercedes

extra credit

George Russell

I think he knows

MISCELLANEOUS

BLURBS

brad marchand

Jeremy swayman

quinn hughes

cale makar

benjamin pavard 2

travis kelce

josh giddey

lando norris

max verstappen

carlos sainz

Daniel ricciardo

COLLECTIONS| MINI SERIES

valentines day

fake it? - mini series

Taylor swift inspired works

dad + family works

three’s company works

pining - mini series

[devilishchaos]

Heyy idk if u take requests but can u do where the reader have a girl with ruben and they’re celebrating the ucl win on the pitch etc and the their child starts playing with ronny and they assume that the girl and ronny have a tiny crush on eachother yk cute moments etc🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

Moments like this | Rúben Dias Imagine

Rating / genre: pure fluff

Pairings: Reader x Rúben Dias

Warnings: use of pet names "babe", "baby"

Word Count: 1 059 words

AN: Hello! idk if I take requests, I received this one and this is my first ever request, I loved it and thank you so much. <3 I unfortunately don't speak portuguese so I used google translate, if you find any mistakes don't hesitate to let me know. On another note - I absolutely love Ronnie and everybody from City! I kind of added a little bit more plot so I hope it is okay and I also made it kinda long, like why am I like this? but hey I loved working on this, so I hope you enjoy it :) x

p.s. while I was working on this Mr. The Sexiest Man Alive posts this picture..like sir, are you trying to unalive me or sth..respectfully tho..Rúben stop playing with me and let me have your kids <3 :p x

This is a work of fiction. The story, names, characters and incidents either are product or the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

“Is your missus here tonight?” John asked his best mate Rúben, from across the room, as all Manchester City players were getting dressed in their kits and were preparing to attend the Uefa Champions League final tonight. Rúben turns away from his locker, trying to brush out a crease that had formed in his shorts. 

“Yes, she flew with the kids. They landed, like two hours ago.” He tells him, going to the mirror to begin fussing with his hair, even though he would just be pushing it back out of his face anyway. “This puts even more pressure. I’m basically obliged to perform well.” 

“She flew alone with two kids for what four hours?” Bernardo joins the conversation, grinning at Rúben. “She is a wonder woman.” 

“She definitely is!” John agrees, walking over to pat Rúben's shoulder comfortingly but he shakes his head, already nervous at the idea of his kids watching him. After the loss in the final 2021 and in the semi’s in 2022, Rúben promised his family to win the next time around. And now it was hitting him hard - he never breaks his promises. The pressure was definitely skyrocketing through the roof. 

*

It all happened very fast. You needed a couple of seconds to process that Rodri in fact had scored a beautiful goal. Which meant that City took the lead 1-0. There were approximately 20 more minutes and if City were able to handle the tension, that meant that the guys would complete a treble. You knew what that meant to them, to Rúben. Everything was at a very high stake. Your stomach was in knots and your leg bobbed up and down with anxiousness as you were looking at the clock, counting down the seconds until the end of the match, until the referee's final whistle. 

After what felt like the longest extra time that you’ve experienced in a match it was finally over, when the end of the match was announced everybody in the VIP sector (the families of the players) stood up and raised their arms in joy, cheering in excitement. 

“George. Azlia. Come on! Let’s go congratulate daddy!” you took them by their hands and somehow managed to get down to the pitch. 

The three of you push your way through the crowd on the soccer field. It was hard for you to see the way in the ocean of bodies. Then John taps lightly on your shoulder and points at a gap you can pass through. That’s when you see him. He has his back turned to you, engaged in conversation with a staff member. He doesn’t see you, but it’s like he feels you coming, and turns around, his gaze landing to you. Without looking back at the man behind him, he excuses himself and starts making his way over to you. 

“Papai!” George screams as he breaks away from your hand and runs to your husband, obviously he can't contain his excitement anymore. Rúben kneels down to be on the same level as him and he runs straight in his arms. You picked up Azlia as she was struggling to keep up with your pace with her little feet, because you wanted to get to Rúben faster. 

As you finally reach him you walk right into his open arms, your hands fisting his jersey. It feels so good to be holding him. 

“You did it! I’m so, so, so proud of you, amor! You did so good! I’m so happy for you! A treble, wow..unbelievable!” you said quite loudly in his ear with a smile that hurt your cheeks. 

You raised your head a little and he bent down a little, so you could share a kiss. As you pulled away, you gave him a kiss to the side of his mouth and ran your fingers through his hair at the nape of his neck. 

“Eu te amo, meu amor.” he said to you, looking directly into your eyes wanting to look into them forever. 

Not breaking eye contact you replied just a heartbeat later “Te amo mais.” 

“Da-da,da-..” Azlia babbled in your arms, reminding you guys of her existence. 

“Eu também te amo, princesa.” Rúben said as he kissed her chubby cheeks. 

*

The awarding took place very quickly. You moved away with the rest of the wives, girlfriend and family members of the players and found yourself jumping from conversation to conversation. Everyone was so excited. Except the kids. They didn’t understand what was happening and just ran away the second the ceremony was done. 

You were frantically looking for Azlia when you felt two big, strong hands on your waist, bringing you into a hug from behind. 

“What are you doing, love?” Rúben asked with amusement. 

“I’m looking for Azlia! I can’t find her! George ran away with Roman and Riaan, and I swear Azlia was standing right beside me and now she is gone.” you said while turning in his arms, to face him. 

“Baby she is a one-and-a-half-year-old, with tiny little legs. How far can she go?” he chuckled, as you continued to search for her with your eyes. 

“Oh, there she is. Taking pictures with the other kids.” you finally spotted her, taking a picture with Kyle, his sons and Ronnie. 

“Baby, chill. These kids are having the time of their lives. They can’t stay in the same position for more than 10 seconds. Look at them running around!” Rúben assured you. That made you smile, but not as much as when you watched Ronnie chasing Azlia around and the two pig tails on top of her hair were bouncing with every step she took.

“Aww, look babe, Ronnie is showing Azi his medal. How cute!” you pointed at them for Rúben to see. 

“He is now putting his medal on her..” Rúben stated quite shook “Yo, Foden, watch your son!” he then shouted in Phil’s direction, who stood all the way to the other side of the pitch. 

“Rúben! Oh my God! Baby..they are kids..” you hit his chest lightly, bursting into a fit of giggles. 

“I have a medal, too..I’m gonna go show it to her.” and with that he left you watching him attempt to come close to Ronnie and Azlia, but when they saw him approaching them - they ran away laughing.

[hopefulstarfire]

Do you guys want some cursed knowledge?

So I was looking at etymologies for different characters in YuGiOhs names right? And like. Obviously Zorc comes up. The Necrophades part of his name is obvious, connections to being a God of Death, essentially or at the very least a lot of death happens in connedtion to him. But Zorc is not a real name to me.

Then I found out people do have it for a last name bc there's a former German soccer player whose last name is Zorc.

And ancestry of all places had a meaning and origin for the name;

So two things;

Zorc's name is essentially Aurora Dawn Deathdeath and that is the most 2000s fanfiction name I've ever heard in my goddamn life.

Zorc is a name very close to George of all things.

WHAT ABOUT THIS THING SCREAMS AURORA DAWN OR GEORGE TO YOU

[krobus-void-monster]

A life well lived part 3 (user requested)

The Stardew Valley bachelor/ bachelorette growing old with the farmer headcanon like an entire generation has passed and there kids have grown up and work on the farm as well as have kids of their own

I have no clue who to do next feedback is is highly recommended. I also love your comments <3

Alex : Even in his old age he still loves sports whether it’s his son who’s a professional grindball player. Or his grandkids Amateur soccer game he will be there to support them . He kind of looks kind of like George now but even though the years weren’t kind to him he’s still strong enough to carry the farmer for a short period of time. When he does pass away he wants to be buried in the same cemetery where George and Evelyn were buried and he wants to be buried next to Clara and when the farmer passes away they will be buried right next to them.

Haley : In her old age her memories are starting to fade. But she has a dictionary sized scrapbook of every important moment in her life from her wedding to photos of every major milestone in her kids and grandkids life to help remind her . She is really involved in her family’s life , she often has a hard time remembering her grandchildren’s names. She is a really sweet grandma though she can be quite sassy at times . When she passes away she wants her ashes to be spread around the most beautiful places in the valley.

Emily : she spends a lot of her time sewing whether it’s for her kids , grandkids , or the farmer she loves sewing. Every one in her family has at least a few pieces of clothing made by her. She also likes to care for injured birds . She’s become quite a hippie in her old age . When she does pass away she wants to be brought to the middle of the forest to be reclaimed by nature.

Part 2

[hannahhook7744]

Modern Merlin Moodboards (Part 3) (Revamped);

Previous parts: Modern Merlin Playlist, Moodboard Masterlist, Modern Will Fic, Modern Gwaine Pie Story, Au, 1 , and 2.

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Character: William of Ealdor.

Modern name: William 'Will' Knightley.

Age: 37 years old.

Modern job: Professional soccer/football player.

Short rundown of their modern life: Will grew up poor in a small town in England after his father (who worked for the royal family) died for their country.

Because of this, he grew up without his father and started to resent royalty, causing him to move to the states the first chance he got after playing football for awhile after his mother died. Which America calls Soccer. Because of this he refers to the sport by both names.

Soon after moving to Nashville, Will started volunteering at Tristan and Izzy's Youth Center, where he went on to meet his wife, Elena. Who he fell for immediately.

During a vacation the two went on not long after they started dating, Will got into a tree chopping accident and was saved by a mysterious doctor, Merlin Everstone, who soon became his best friend and introduced him to most of the other people who he soon began to see as good friends.

When he and Elena got married, Merlin was his best man, and when they adopted their son, Marcel, they made him the God Father.

They are also the godparents of Merlin's own son, Dragonet.

Merlin is also the one Will seeks advice from when he decides to hire someone new because he finds that Merlin has good instincts. Which Elena agrees with.

Which is how they came to hire George and several of his family members.

Character: Princess Elena of Gawant.

Modern name: Elena Knightley.

Age: 35 years old.

Modern job: Horse Riding Instructor.

Short rundown of their modern life: Elena grew up different and was seen as a problem child by many because of the fact that she was a clumsy tomboy.

Seen as a problem child by everyone except her father who encouraged her to follow her dreams. So she did, becoming an horse riding instructor and a volunteer at the local Youth Center where she met her husband, Will.

Who would be saved by a man named Merlin who became a good friend of theirs and the best man at their wedding after he saved Will during a tree chopping accident that occurred while on vacation.

The man also became the Godfather to their adoptive son, Marcel, after they adopted him and they became the Godparents to his son in turn.

Not long after they adopted Marcel, Elena got back in contact with her cousin, Winnie, who she convinced Will to hire as their son's musicial tutor.

And now they're very happy together.

Character: Druid boy.

Modern name: Marcel Knightley.

Age: 11 years old.

Modern job: None. He's a student.

Short rundown of their modern life: Marcel Knightley grew up on the streets until he broke into the Knightley house, looking for food where he was found by Will and Elena—who took him in.

He's lived happily with them for the past 5 years ever since.

Though all is not perfect because nightly he is plagued by nightmares that he isn't quite sure are just dreams. Which has caused him to be labeled a problem child by many—which his parents disagree heavily with.

Even when he was oddly terrified of their friends for some unknown reason (which had Merlin cringing).

Character: Sir Gwaine of Camelot.

Modern name: Gwaine Jones.

Age: 39 years old.

Modern job: Bartender and YouTuber.

Short rundown of their modern life: Gwaine Jones was found in a field in America when he was twelve with serve amenisa and wounds.

When questioned, he could only vaguely recollect that he'd come from a big family with a mother, a father, and a sister specifically. The names turned up nothing and because of that, Gwaine was placed in foster care.

He ran away and picked fights often. Eventually, the system lost track of him due to him constantly moving around.

He hopped trains, rode busses, burrowed bikes, and hitchhiked to get around. Earning money in any way he could (under the table jobs, mowing lawns, helping people move, street performing, boxing, poker playing, etc) until he was finally able to get a bartender license.

Gwaine then saved up to get an RV. Eventually becoming a father of three, marrying Percival, and saving a doctor named Merlin Everstone in a bar fight. Reopening an old scar on his thigh that he doesn't remember how he got in the process.

Character: Sir Percival of Camelot.

Modern name: Percival 'Percy' Armstrong.

Age: 38 years old.

Modern job: Kindergarten Teacher.

Short rundown of their modern life: Percival 'Percy' Armstrong grew up in a big family with tons of cousins, siblings, aunts, and uncles for the first ten years of his life until they all died in a fire (that was later determined to be arson) that he just barely survived.

After he got out of the hospital, he was placed into foster care and stayed there for three years until he placed into a military boarding school by the state due to misbehavior on his end.

But luckily for him, some of the 'weird' staff at the military liked him so it wasn't all that bad.

There he'd meet Lancelot, who'd eventually introduce him to Leon and Merlin.

Who he then, in turn, introduced to his cute bartender friend (who he is now married to with kids and living in an apartment with) Gwaine.

Character: Sir Le Bel Inconnu from the legends.

Modern name: Gingalain 'Everard' Jones.

Age: 11 years old.

Modern job: None. He's a student.

Short rundown of their modern life: Gingalain 'Everard' Jones was the product of a one night stand between bartender, Gwaine Jones, and an unknown woman he met at a music festival.

9 months later, he was abandoned at a hospital not far from where the music festival took place only to be picked up by his dad when the hospital was able to get ahold of him.

Gingalain eventually gained a little sister in Constance 6 years later and a step brother in Percival's son, Lohengrin 'Grin' Armstrong 11 years later.

He now lives happily with his siblings, dad, and stepfather, Percival.

Character: None. This is an original character of mine.

Modern name: Constance Jones.

Age: 5 years old.

Modern job: None. She's a student.

Short rundown of their modern life: Constance Jones was a result of yet another one night stand between bartender, Gwaine Jones, and an unknown woman he met at a bar.

She, like her brother before her, she was abandoned at a hospital until her father was able to pick her up from the hospital.

Now she lives happily with her brothers, dad, and stepdad, Percival.

Character: Sir Lohengrin from the legends.

Modern name: Lohengrin 'Grin' Armstrong.

Age: 9 months old.

Modern job: None. He's a baby.

Short rundown of their modern life: Lohengrin 'Grin" Armstrong was recently adopted by Percival, who he now lives with alongside Gingalain, Constance, and Gwaine.

Character: Sir Leon of Camelot.

Modern name: Leonard 'Leon' Grant.

Age: 43 years old.

Modern job: Detective.

Short rundown of their modern life: After watching Percival, Giaus, and Gwen grow older and older while he stayed the same, sir Leon of Camelot realized he was immortal.

Because of this, he's been traveling and has kept running into Merlin.

Eventually, the two realized that the others have been reincarnated (FINALLY) when Lancelot was assigned as Leon's partner at work (who has become his roommate). They've also realized that it isn't just their friends because of Lady Vivian (who is now Leon's wife) and Princess Elena's presence in this time.

Needless to say, they're both scrambling. Trying to find everyone who has reincarnated before Arthur rises because they're sure he's coming soon (they're also trying to figure out WHY he's going to rise and WHY Leon is aging all of a sudden).

Character: Lady Vivian.

Modern name: Vivian Grant.

Age: 38 years old.

Modern job: Butterfly Habitat Curator.

Short rundown of their modern life: Vivian Grant grew up the daughter of a violently protective socialite and looked down on others—including her future husband, Leon, who eventually showed her that she was wrong for doing so and helped her grow as a person.

They became friends and eventually married after he saved her from a kidnapper and would be murderer.

Afterwards they moved into an apartment building with one of Leon's close friends and detective partner, Lance, where they met and befriended a friendly couple Tristan and Isolde.

Leon also introduced her to a friend of his named Merlin and she never suspected that the two were immortal until her memories started to trinkle back.

[feminismisstillahatemovement]

Early Sunday morning, the USWNT exited the World Cup in the first round of the knockout stage, losing to an overmatched Sweden team on penalty kicks at the conclusion of a 0-0 tie. It marked the worst finish for the American women’s team in World Cup history.

Our national team has been ranked No. 1 in the world since June 2017 and for all but 10 months since March 2008. The squad has never been ranked lower than No. 2. In the Round of 16, Sweden conquered a dynasty.

Close observers were not surprised. The team has been in mental decay since Carli Lloyd retired (2020) and corporate media anointed the purple-haired Rapinoe as the unquestioned face of American women’s soccer.

For the last three years, the 38-year-old winger has used the team’s spotlight to grow the Rapinoe brand. The game, the competition, and representing national honor all took a back seat to self-promotion, virtue-signaling, so-called social activism centered around the BLM-LGBTQ-Alphabet Mafia, and expressing Trump derangement.

Rapinoe’s handlers and major corporations partnered with corporate media to cast her as “The Great Gay Hope,” the alternative-lifestyle Muhammad Ali.

Mia Hamm, Abby Wambach, Carli Lloyd, and Alex Morgan were all better players than Rapinoe. But none of them can match Rapinoe’s knack for drawing attention to herself for sleeping with women — her superpower, the behavior that makes her a legendary icon.

To no surprise, the strategy backfired. Rapinoe acted as a locker-room cancer. She diminished the importance of competition. Throughout the World Cup, the U.S. women failed to play with passion and precision. In four games, they scored four goals and won just one match.

On Sunday, with a chance to off Sweden with a penalty kick, Rapinoe missed the entire net wide right. She smirked and laughed in embarrassment. Two other U.S. women missed their kicks as well. But those women earned their spots on the roster. Rapinoe was on the team and on the field because of social pressure and a never-ending marketing campaign. She hadn’t earned the right to fail. The opportunity was bestowed on her.

When asked for her greatest memory of her “legendary” career, she pointed to the lawsuit she and her teammates filed against the U.S. Soccer Federation over alleged pay inequality. Gender pay inequality is a myth and a lie, no different from other popular corporate media narratives like climate change and the alleged genocidal homicide of unarmed black men.

But the truth is irrelevant in the making of an Alphabet Mafia icon. Megan Rapinoe is the George Floyd of soccer. Racism and sexism are the only things that prevented them from being president and vice president of the United States.

Or maybe Rapinoe is just another narcissistic, greedy, entitled celebrity.

Could you imagine Joe Montana or Michael Jordan summarizing their careers by referencing a contract dispute?

Rapinoe is a fraud. She’s the Colin Kaepernick of soccer. Her attitude poisoned the women’s national soccer team. Let’s hope her side effects don’t linger.

[dnffics]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48986044

enchanted to meet you

by brokenlikeastitch

Rated T, 8.8k words

Tags: College AU, Strangers to Friends, First Meetings, Fluff, Soccer Player!George, YouTuber!Dream

Summary:

George pops up, wiping off his shorts almost at the exact time Punz jumps to his feet and cups his hands around his mouth to yell, “Bullshit.” At a football game, that would be fine, but at this soccer game it’s loud. On top of a glare from the ref, Punz does at least get a kind of loud, “Yeah,” from someone in the crowd, but that’s it. For his part, George lets the call roll right off his back. He helps the guy on the ground up with a good natured pat on the shoulder, and they’re off. It was a good break for him to catch his breath probably, and now that he’s walking instead of sprinting, Dream can take a good look at him. A nice look. “He’s hot,” Dream mumbles, and it kind of slips out.