#yann sommer blurb

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You're writing for Yann Sommer, yes!!! Could you write one after the France-Switzerland game where he has to cheer up Griezmann? Thanks!

Thanks for your request. Hope you'll like it :-) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Switzerland winning this match was against all the odds. Not many had predicted beforehand that this would be the outcome: Switzerland beating France in a penalty shootout, and throwing the reigning World Champions out of the Euro 2020. Yann could hardly believe it himself. Even now, more than an hour after the final whistle, he still needed some convincing this had actually happened. And with him being the hero of the penalty shootout, it all felt too good to be true. Yann strode quietly through the halls of the stadium. His teammates were celebrating loudly in the dressing room, and he needed a moment to himself right now. Without meaning to, he slowly walked past the dressing room of the French team. How different was the atmosphere there... It was quiet, disappointment and sadness almost tangible in the air. Rounding a corner, Yann stumbled upon Antoine Griezmann sitting on the floor in the middle of the hallway. Just like himself, Antoine seemed to need a moment to himself, but surely for an entirely different reason. Yann was about to quietly pass by, when Antoine spoke up. "Good match," the Frenchman told him, "and congratulations on the win." "Thank you," Yann turned around to face Antoine, "but I'm very sorry for you of course." Antoine silently shook his head. "We just weren't good enough. You deserved the win, and that last save was superb." Yann looked down at the French forward, sitting in front of him on the floor and looking utterly broken. "It'll be alright," Yann rested a hand on Antoine's shoulder, "maybe not today or tomorrow, but eventually it will be." Antoine raised his head, meeting Yann's gaze. "I know, but for now it just hurts." Tags: @glam-khal, @donkeykai, @evie-pr, @gryffinwars, @auawdo, @meteora-fc, @mmmufc

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Picnics.

Day 22 of the writing challenge. For the 30 day masterlist, click here. Word count: 1142 Player: Yann Sommer.

This pretty much wrote itself. I have no idea where it came from but I hope you like it. Nervous again as it’s yet again, someone I’ve never written before but I hope it’s enjoyed :) ______________________________

Yann knew early on in their relationship that something was different. He’d never shied away from previous relationships, he’d given everything in them, given the girl everything he could possibly give but nothing felt right. It wasn’t her, no it was never the girl that was the issue. It wasn’t the kisses, the cuddles, the sex or the love. But something wasn’t right. They fit well but not perfectly. His heart had swelled with love when he looked at them but he didn’t feel complete. Not in the way others had said they had. He didn’t look at them and know that’s who he would be spending his life with.

And Jann had accepted that. He was 29 and still young. He wasn’t desperate to find “the one” that everyone seems to strive towards. He wasn’t worried he’d never find the person that fit him perfectly though he hoped he would. He had a lot in his life to keep him occupied and happy. He didn’t need to feel loved though he knew it was nice to be. It wasn’t something he yearned for. Until he met her.

She’d literally knocked the book out of his hand one day. He’d sat in the local park, it was hot and he was grabbing a few moments to himself when she’d done it. “Do you mind?” He’d scowled up at her. “Yes I do.” She’d replied back and plopped herself down next to him. “That book is atrocious, and the ending is predictable.” He silently agreed with her, having already read it twice yet something pulled at him to want to read it again. “If you want a good book, read this one.” She’d pulled her bag from under her arm and selected one. He’d looked over the cover, noted the famous author whose books were in his home but yet he hadn’t read this one and looked back at her.

“You think I’ll read this after you assault my poor book?” He gestured to the fallen book laying between them. She’d shaken her head, her eyes remained fully on him as she grabbed it and threw it over her shoulder. Not too far away but enough so it wasn’t in his reach. Her actions were bold and he liked it. “How quickly can you read?” She’d asked. “Quick enough.” “I’ll see you back here in a week then. I want notes on it. Tell me what you liked. Same time. No excuses.”

She’d grinned at him and left him to his thoughts. She’d fully grabbed his attention and left him wondering who she was. He had no name for her and only knew she had excellent taste in authors. He’d read the book. Finished it in under 4 days and was blown away by the storyline. It had gripped him, forced him to turn the pages and let his imagination run wild. It was a truly better choice than the book she’d thrown away from him. It had been that simple. The exchange of a book. They’d met that week, and the week after and the week after that. Within 5 months she was living with him and after 2 years, he’d checked every store he could for the perfect ring. He wanted it to match her personality. He hadn’t wanted a normal diamond ring. It wasn’t her. He also hadn’t wanted something too out there, too different just to make a point. When his eyes had fallen on the ring, he’d known that was the one. Just like he knew she was.

She’d been set on having a picnic this weekend. The weather was perfect for it and armed with two new books, they’d taken to the park with a basket of food and a blanket. They laid idly eating, stopping reading to chat occasionally and share a drink. Children play nearby, dogs bark as they chase balls or sticks that are thrown for them by their owners and despite the nip in the air as it begins to drop in temperature as the evening comes, spirits remain high and the atmosphere is perfect. “So,” he begins, “you know that bakery down town that you’d wanted to try?” “Mmm hmmm?” she replies, turning her head but her eyes remain on the page, reading until she can get to a point in the story where she can stop. It was a habit of hers and one that he found himself smiling at whenever she did it. “Well I bought you a cupcake to try.” Her finger and thumb works together to turn the page and after a few more moments, she finally looks up. “Just one? For me? Did you not want one?” she spies the box that he pulls from basket. “I must have left mine at home. But I didn’t want yours to go to waste. They let you play with flavours and create something that’s unique to what you want, as well as the normal flavours you’d expect.” He says. “And I think this one is tailored perfectly for you.”

She pops open the box and pulls out the cupcake, she’s about to laugh at how big it is when she spots it. Nestled there among the swiss buttercream frosting. Her eyes flit from the cupcake to him and back again. “This isn’t about the cupcake is it?” her words are slow, her breathing increases and she’s trying to keep calm. “It is and it isn’t. The sentiment is the same. I wanted the cake to be what you liked and the addition is something that is you. Or at least, it’s the way I see you. I had never expected that this very spot would be so important. A brief decision to sit and read had changed my life completely. Never did I think reading that book would have such an impact but it did. Into my life you came and you’ve shaken everything I thought was stable and steady and you’ve brought colour, laughter, love and so much more to it. You’ve made me question everything I ever thought and yet, when I think about the future, it’s mainly you that I see. It’s you that I want to grow old with, you I want children with if that’s what you want too. If not, then cool. We’ll get cats or dogs or more bookcases for your books if that’s what will make you happy. I can’t imagine my life without you. Will you marry me?” She nods, her emotions getting the better of her. She pulls the ring from the frosting pops it into her mouth to clean it before slipping it onto her finger. A perfect fit. “How’s the frosting?” “Almost as sickly sweet as that speech. Yes I’ll marry you Jann.” “I love you Mrs Sommer to be.” “I love you too husband to be.”

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blurb day! im gonna send so many until you say its over! can i get some yann sommer, you've had a lazy day and its the afternoon when you first venture downstairs and it ends up with his sweats round his knees in the kitchen and you on yours 👀

Lazy Day (Smutish)

"Where do you think you're going?" Yann asked, reaching for you. You were too quick for him, though, easily slipping from his grasp.

"None of your business," you teased, giggling as you made your way out of the bedroom and down to the kitchen. You were shocked when you finally looked at the clock, realizing it was well past noon and of course that was why you were so hungry.

"There you are," came Yann's voice and you gasped, turning around and giving him a smirk. You were wearing nothing but one of his Switzerland kits, and Yann knew it.

"Yes?" You bit down into one of the strawberries you'd found in the fridge, moaning for effect.

You watched Yann's dick get hard through his sweatpants and you sauntered towards him, placing your hands on his chest as you stood on your tiptoes to kiss him. "Miss me?" You asked, reaching for the waistband of his sweatpants.

"Of course," he groaned, his eyes fluttering closed when he felt your thumb brush over the tip.

It wasn't long after that where you found yourself on your knees, sucking him off in the kitchen, Yann's hands in your hair as you made him cum.

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All the new requests have been added to the Posting Schedule, which can be found here!

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Blurb Masterlist: 5-7 July 2021

Click here for the rest of my blurbs xx

Erling Haaland (No smut, please!) Nightmare About You (Angst/Fluff) Sunburned (Fluff) Fame (Angst) Clothes (Fluff) Sleeping On The Couch (Fluff/Angst) Secret Relationship (Fluff) Meeting The Team (Fluff) Drunk Erling (Fluff) Bake Off (Fluff)

Marcus Rashford New Manicure (Smut) Spit Kink (Smut) Love Language: Touch (Fluff) Praise Kink (Smutish)

Sander Berge Broody (Smutish) Professional Horse Rider (Fluff) Drunk Sander (Fluff) Marks (Smutish)

Joe Gomez Silent Sex Challenge (Smut) Busy Distraction (Smutish)

Dominic Calvert-Lewin Tipsy Sexy Time (Smutish) Flirty Friends (Smutish)

Yann Sommer Lazy Day (Smutish)

Thorgan Hazard Choking (Smut) Eden's Belgian Kit (Fluff) Lazy Cuddles (Fluff) Holiday With Eden (Smut Mentions)

Martin Ødegaard Back To Madrid (Angst) Drunk Sex (Smut) Relaxing Yacht Holiday (Fluff/Smutish)

Merih Demiral Riding (Smut) Birthmark (Smutish)

Kieran Tierney Cheering Up (Fluff) Tough Time *Sensitive Topic*

Christian Pulisic Just Sex (Smut) Lazy Day (Fluff)

Kylian Mbappé Euros Consolation (Fluff/Angst)

Jesse Lingard Mykonos (Smut)

Mason Mount Vacation (Fluff)

Jack Grealish Starting Eleven (Fluff/Angst) Beach Day (Fluff) Leaving (Angst/Fluff) Depressive Episode *Sensitive Topic* Smut (Smut)

Kasper Schmeichel Loss Comfort (Fluff/Angst) Dominated (Smut) Cuddly Night (Fluff) Faking An Orgasm (Smut)

Federico Chiesa Italy v England (Fluff) Congratulations (Fluff)

Tyrone Mings Praise Kink (Smutish) Scoring (Fluff)

Taylan Antalyalı Driving Home (Smutish)

Dennis Praet Euros Consolation (Angst)

Aaron Ramsdale England Call-Up (Fluff)

Calum Chambers Public Sex (Smut)

Benjamin Pavard Euros Consolation (Smut)

Ben White Tracing Tattoos (Fluff)

Tom Davies TikTok Trend (Fluff)

Douglas Luiz Copa America Win (Smut)

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You may have seen me reblog something about a 30 day writing challenge

it can be any length, so a blurb/drabble/os but it has to be about the following. I’m wondering if there are any that stands out to you for a certain player, otherwise I’ll just pick whoever takes my fancy that day. One spot has already been claimed. 

The perfect thing about this, is that I actually have some requests that would fill these perfectly so it crosses those off too!

Please keep in mind that this is a FLUFF challenge. 

1.      Waking up together. (Rúrik Gíslason)

2.      Morning routine (Julian Draxler)

3.      Doing laundry (Roman Bürki)

4.      Night in (Antoine Griezmann)

5.      Nighttime routine (Marco Reus)

6.      Shopping for needs (Jesse Lingard)

7.      Exercising (Marco Asensio)

8.      Wearing each others clothes (Roman Bürki request - Athlete)

9.      Nursing the sick one (Antoine Griezmann)

10.   Hair (Roman Bürki . Request - Going Grey)

11.   Coffee and/or tea (Jann-Fiete Arp)

12.   Cooking together (Alex Oxlade-Chamberlain)

13.   Washing dishes (Antoine Griezmann)

14.   Homework and/or job work (Dele Alli)

15.   Family visits (Emre Can)

16.   Trying something new (Marcus Rashford)

17.   Kisses (Rafinha Alcantara)

18.   Hugs (Marcus Rashford)

19.   Forgetting something (Matteo Guendouzi)

20.   A heated argument (Roman Bürki)

21.   Road trips (Loris Karius)

22.   Picnics (Yann Sommer)

23.   Double date (Roman + Rafinha)

24.   Shopping for fun (Rúrik Gíslason)

25.   Keeping plants (Marco Asensio)

26.   Doctors visits (Aaron Ramsey)

27.   Pets (Roman Bürki - request You’ve Bought What?)

28.   Vacation (Kevin Trapp)

29.   House cleaning (Paulo Dybala)

30.   I love yous (Maximilian Philipp)