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Bart Verbruggen x reader | Fluff

No Name mentioned for reader

It was one of those days where Bart his training took longer than thought. It was said he would be here around 6PM which is why you started to make dinner. But soon, after the clock hit 6PM, you sat alone on the table.

The food sat there with you at least. You waited some time for him and then looked on your phone...

Nothing. Not a message from him. That was weird.

Usually he always texts when it's later. So instant that he texts, I text. My fingers work on my phone as I suddenly hear the door.

Bart stepping in with his friend, jan. Both laugh and joke in Dutch. Which makes it difficult for me to understand. Both stop in their tracks once they see me sitting at the table with two plates and food ready*

'Liefde..did you make that for us?'

His voice is soft as if he didn't thought I would do it.

I nod as I look to both

"Yes..but we can also eat for three. We would have enough."

Bart his brain seems to be working at another speed while Jan just looks at the table. In just a second Bart says something in fast Dutch and turns to Jan again. Almost has if he kicks him out. And to no wonder he did.

In fast foot steps he comes back, smiling at me and sitting on the chair for him.

'Is it still warm? Sorry liefde I didn't know you would make dinner for us like this'

"don't worry, I'm not mad and it's most likely warm but gonna get cold if we don't eat now"

We both ate and the food was really still warm. The atmosphere between us was like always and it seems like neither of us thinks where Jan is because all the focus is on the other person.

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Florian Wirtz x reader | Fluff

Liebe - Love (Translation if you're not German)

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Liverpool.

Liverpool was a game that I was excited for. Why? I would be there in the stands, seeing my boyfriend play.

How wrong I was.

Just an hour before I joked with the team, giving Florian my motivation and luck just to see them play a good first half. The second half you ask? You shouldn't. A disaster. With Frimbong his one not giving goal was the end for us. The first Liverpool goal was a punch but we could handle it but the other three goals?

Now I had a grumpy Flo laying on my stomach in a hotel room. His arms around my waist, almost as if he's trying to now I won't go. My fingers played with his hair as I tried to catch some words. It felt like I had rock in my throat.

'You try to get some word's out, Liebe?'

His voice is what my ears pick up in the silence of the room. His voice was low and a slight sad tone to it but it was more annoyed than sad.

"yea..is that annoying you?"

A short laugh comes from him at my question. The laugh sending a vibration through my body and a small shiver down my spine

'No, never. More at the fact what Liverpool did. Four goals. Two would have done it. One would have done it but no they have to choose the four. So it looks stronger next to our zero'

"Oh love, it was just one game. You still have Bochum on Saturday and then there comes the nation league. It was one game. You guys get back."

His head got up, looking at me with his green eyes. He was vulnerable at the moment and I was the one to see, to feel and get him up again.

"This one game doesn't define you or the team. Leverkusen won last year against all odds so it just shows how strong the team is. By every mountain there is also a way down. But then again, have you ever seen one mountain alone? There will be a high again, Flo"

My voice was soft as I hold the eye contact with him. My one hand getting on his cheek, softly caressing it.

His head got down, kissing my chest while still looking in my eyes. His arms were still around my waist, holding me in place.

'You make it seem so small, our defeat'

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Omg i honestly have never seen an account on tumblr which is obsessed with joost klein, Florian wirtz or Bart verbruggen like i am 🥹 i genuinely need you as a bestie to fangirl over these fine ass men 🩷🩷🩷🩷

I'm in damn ass hole of not dropping anything and then I see this? This is damn sweet. I'll try to get active for you again so we can bestie together🩷🩷🩷🩷

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Florian wirtz x reader

Fluff / wedding theme

The soft lace of my dress hugs me in all the right places, its delicate patterns tracing a story of love and commitment that brought me here today. The sunlight streams through the window, casting a golden glow over the room, illuminating the white roses that fill the air with their gentle fragrance.

My eyes catch a glimpse of the veil, resting like a whisper on my shoulders, and I can’t help but smile. It’s the veil my mother wore, the one she kept so carefully all these years, waiting for this moment. I feel her love in every thread, in every bead that glistens with quiet elegance.

I am the keeper of promises, the bearer of dreams we’ve dared to dream together.

The door opens softly, and the familiar faces of my bridesmaids fill the room. They surround me, their smiles as wide as mine, their eyes misty with joy. They fuss over the final touches, adjusting my train, smoothing my hair, but all I can think about is him—standing at the altar, waiting for me.

As the music begins, I take a deep breath, feeling every note resonate within me. My father takes my arm, his grip steady and reassuring, and together, we step into the aisle. The doors open to reveal a sea of faces, all turned towards me, but my eyes find his instantly. The world fades away, and in that moment, it’s just us, suspended in time, on the brink of forever.

Each step brings me closer to him, to the life we’ve been building piece by piece, day by day. His smile is everything—warm, inviting, filled with the kind of love that makes you believe in all the beautiful things this world has to offer. When I reach him, the last traces of nervousness dissolve, replaced by a deep sense of belonging. This is where I’m meant to be, where we’re meant to be.

We exchange vows, the words that feel like they’ve been waiting in our hearts for this very moment.

'your smile so bright that wakes me ever morning, you're the light of my life that will wake me ever morning even in the winter. Your the one in my life, I see myself as swans, we found eachother here and in ever other univers two.'

His voice is soft as he only looks at me, the vow from mine just as his full of love and care.

There’s a promise in every syllable, a vow in every breath, and as we say, “I do,” it’s as if the universe itself leans in to witness the union of two souls who have found their perfect match.

As we walk back down the aisle, hand in hand, the world seems to bloom around us, full of possibility and endless love. This is our beginning, our forever, and I can’t wait to see where this journey will take us, side by side, always and forever.

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Bart Verbruggen x reader [angst and fluff]

His smile something I will never forget, his eyes brown like my childhood tree outside older than we know eachother but still the tree reminds me of him ever time I see or pass it.

The person I love, the person I see in my future, the future that always contains him in it.

But does he see me in his future? Am I by his side in his future, giving him support, strength? Someone who is there who hypes him up before a big game? Who his there good and bad, up and down?

Who doesn't leave his side when his emotions take control of him, when training his longer than usual, when they lost or won?

Am I easy to replace?

Tears filling my eyes as the questions taking head of me, taking me in a big hole of sadness. Tears swelling in my eyes, felling the hot salt water touching my skin, slowly rolling down as the questiona are getting worser and worser.

The angst to loose him taking over me completely, this was not often the case but today was rough.

Seeing him there in the bus, other players coming home to there family and friends but I'm still sitting alone on our bed.

Our bed we share when ever we can, which was sadly not often due to his training and his games. Often I heard of cheating, those other women in the beds of the men, but he wasn't like that, right?

Bart wasn't like that.

My heart fully knowing he loves me and taking me as the person I am but my stomach saying other way again and again, making me go crazy over nothing but there as to be something.

Something why he isn't here when everyone else is in the arm's of there loved one, so why is mine not here? Not in my arms?

Bart wasn't the one living so far away that he's the last one in the bus, so why don't I hear, smell or feel him?

Those soft hands getting rougher per training, the soft hands that are making me feel so safe and so at home.

But where is my home at the moment? Where is Bart at the home?

The tears rolling down my cheeks, felling the hotness of them, the frustrating with myself that I can't wait longer for him.

Our bed so cold like I didn't use it in the past hours although i'm sitting on it balling my eyes out for the person in my future.

The coldness that I felt the last days trough the phone, the short and cold answers as if Bart already as a replacement for me while I'm waiting in our home or just my home?

Did he just wanted my body? Did he really was like all the others? Did he wanted someone less annoying than me?

My body collapsing on myself, fully crying, fully believing he left me for someone else. Someone better, someone less then me

Arms wrapping around me as I cry, making the bed less cold than before. Making me feel safe.

"You're home"

I bring out as my body collapses on his, arms wrapping around his neck, sniffing from the crying as I let everything out.

The fear, that he left me, leaving my body as his fingers trace up my back making small hearts and cycles.

'Why shouldn't I come home, schat?'

Tracing small kisses on his neck, the tears slowly stooping as I take his presence in.

"Because they always leave the other when they are so often seperate or at least take someone else for a time"

Tears coming back as I think about what they told me, told me he wouldn't come back one time, finding soccer more important then me.

Quietly he talkes about everything, the feeling he had playing those big games, the missing me and planing to surprise me when he came home, which was why he were so distance towards me.

Not knowing it would have this effect on me, making me so sad that I cry in his arms on our bed.

'I brought you flowers, red roses, you know why?'

Red roses, the flowers of love and closeness, of trust and passion for eachother.

I nod the only why I can answer as this was the finale time he showed me I don't have to worry. That he is indeed not like the others.

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Bart Verbruggen x reader - Fluff

[The night before the big game in Berlin]

The night quite as the realizing kicks in slowly, my home land Germany is out of the EM. Germany fighting for ever ball, ever goal just for a team who isn't fair playing to ruin it all.

To ruin the dreams, the wishes and even some spirits. Although I never really showed support, I have someone else to support, it still cut deep. Maybe to deep to not care or notice, maybe it also was because I had the chance to be there for the man I love.

Something not ever girlfriend or wife gets, a chance that I always love. Not being so far away from him, from his smell, his touch or the way I love him at all times of my life without thinking.

Bart, someone who sleeps on his stomach like it's a hobby makes sure I know there's space on his back. The back he trains so often to be the best, the best at what he's doing but the fun also a big part.

I thank God at the moment that the team took me in, let me stay and even know what there planning for the games. Secretly I learned Dutch and the rules but Dutch was the bigger picture for Bart.

His native language wasn't mine, making us speaking English with each other. Sometimes I think about how my mother reacted to him.

This tall dude, a soccer player, the keeper, the lover of her daughter. She was stunned by his height, my mother a opened hearted person, taking him in the family without thinking.

Laying my head on his back, felling his body going up and down from his breathing taking me up and down with him, making small circles with my finger. Felling the skin pressing down making space for my finger.

The dim light making the atmosphere so perfect and me sleepy, Bart already full on sleeping makesnme wanna sleep too. Closing my eyes to smell his scent. Something I would miss.

Drifting to a quiet sleep on his back another night, the shook still deep but I got a game tomorrow to support.

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Bart Verbruggen x reader

{fluff}

[Bart gonna get so many Lana Del Rey and The Weekend songs]

The game didn't go well, the start was a disaster and after that they couldn't catch themselves

Hopping the coach won't be to harsh with them because in the end they gave everything they had

Hearing the door an hour after the game, I didn't move, didn't look at him. Wanted him to think I sleep

Hearing the steps, how he but his stuff on the chair by the window, his slight chuckle as he saw my body on the bed.

His eyes looking at me going to my side of the bed, putting hair behind my ear

'Het spijt me liefde'

Placing a little kiss on my forehead, knowing he does know I'm awake

Going in the bathroom, probably showered there already

Suddenly feeling two arms wrapping around my waist, pulling me to him. My body on his as we're spooning

'Liefde, you saw the game didn't you?'

I nodded

"I see ever game you play"

I whisper to him, felling Bart his head resting on my chest as I quietly play with his soft hair

The room falling in a comfortable silence that always exists between us

Slowly the night is getting to a morning while my eyes start to fall shut.

His head still on my chest, I softly feel asleep, his weight on my body, my hands stopping playing with his hair that were drenched in sweat two hours ago

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Damn I crush on a couple of footballers just like Florian wirtz, Bart Verbruggen, Jude Bellingham, Jamal Musiala and some more

I'm not sure if I should post for them or if I should go with Joost and sometimes F1 drivers

Please give me some feedback or help, would you like it?

Love ya! 🩵

:3

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Joost Klein x reader [reader as no name]

Angst with good end [they were fighting]

Hope you like it!

I slowly walk through the city, light rain falls on the streets.

My legs are taking me where?

Where do I go after what just happened?

After what Joost said to me?

After Joost screamed at me like that?

My arms are heavy, hanging and yet they still want to reach for him.

Having his warm body against mine.

I'm slowly getting my steady breathing back, which had become uneven

I grabbed the keys, which were accidentally his, and left. I went out into the streets in the dark.

Only a few shops give me light, the lanterns flicker

But where do I want to go?

In the forest? Where we had our first of many picnics?

Or would you rather go to the lake? Since we looked at the stars so often, the shooting stars were supposed to fulfill our wishes, did they?

Or should she have ended it like that? Were we always doomed?

Could this just be one argument among many? Where we look back later and think how stupid we were?

Will it ever be the way it was? Will it get worse or better?

Can I ever see his beautiful eyes looking at mine full of love again?

I like the mountain where I so often thought he would propose to me here. But that idea is gone, will it ever come to that?

Will it ever get to the point where I think I would marry this man again?

And yet I want to feel his hands on my arms, his head resting on my shoulder.

How my body rests on his and the silence envelops us, which is so magical that you don't bother to do anything to make the silence go away.

How many times have we looked into the sparkling water and wanted to swim in it?

The first time in the water, I saw his eyes mimic the stars.

The way his eyes look at my body like it's the most beautiful one he's ever had.

But was that really him? Was it the right decision to give him all of me?

Should I have waited? No, I won't go that far. It was right, right to give him what I had to give. Had to give so I know he means it.

Does he know I'm here? My body settles. On the cold ground of the Berger, but what does it matter? The night wasn't cold, it was humid, so a thunderstorm could come at any time.

Or were we the storm? The thunderstorm for us? The storm that had to get rid of everything so that things could continue?

Should we be the thunderstorm?

Steps come behind me but I don't turn around. The steps are heavy and hasty.

Suddenly arms wrap around me that I know too well. I know so well that my head lies on my body and rests for a moment.

"I knew you were here, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I screamed, I'm sorry I said those things I didn't mean."

'Oh Joost, things happen right?'

I turned my head to him and saw his eyes were glassy. Took my hand to his cheek and rested my forehead on his.

'Nothing we can't solve'

I get a small “right” in response as he sits down.

'Let us shine like the stars, Joost'

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Written for Joost Klein/ ski aggu but no names begin called

Autumn/winter depression

Another day that brings me nothing, I don't see him or his eyes, which are so beautiful His hands don't seem warm on mine, but they seem so cold on his

His soft hair where my hands can sink so easily

But even after I don't get all that, the worst thing is that I can't put my body on top of hisClose your eyes and just forget everything that worries me

I notice how the gray shower from outside continues to absorb me

In the middle of autumn you get crushed quicker than you think

It's just preparing you for the even grayer winter that lies ahead

However, he will be with me, my sun, who illuminates even the dark days with his bright nature His eyes sparkled when he saw me, in the middle of the gray and colorless place that was just waiting to drag you into ruin My arms swing around his neck, find their usual place there and slowly go into his hairline

'God I missed you'

"I like you too and now let's go in otherwise we'll get too cold"

'You can never get cold' The paths slowly lead us to the place where everything is full of color, but outside it continues to be so dreary The colors seemed balanced by the thick fog that almost enveloped us

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Written for Joost Klein but no names mentioned Originally in German

Sitting in the field, the sun shines on us but it's not hot It's pleasantly lukewarm, his arm around my waist while my head finds its place on his shoulder The wind blows lightly through the fields and meets us Gray clouds form but disappear just as quickly

'Tell me, how many times have you imagined something like that?'

"Always only with you, even if the stars in the sky light our way"

His eyes find mine and we just look at each other, the wind the only loud thing I can hear. The birds sing quietly in the background looking for a mate while mine is with me

"You were always a star to me"

I said quietly to him, that's exactly how I imagined it His hand wrapped around my waist while I look into his eyes and find everything I love and need inside

The sun disappears behind the clouds, which appear gray on the ground, but the further you get higher, the more the color that descends disappears But the warm sun doesn't come out again, instead it is replaced by small drops of rain

'It's going to rain soon'

He spoke after he felt the first drops on him

“Have you ever stood in the rain and forgotten everything but yourself and someone else?”

The drizzle became heavier but still not too strong that it would hurt my skin My hand finds his and our fingers connect so that we couldn't separate without force I get up, our blanket on the lawn is getting wetter and wetter but we don't care about it

The field is not too high so that you can disappear into it, but still too high that you can no longer see your shoes The wind was replaced by rain, our eyes crossed again A smile comes to our faces

My hand rests on his cheek, the water completely surrounds us and isolates us from other people

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Writing for Joost Klein but names are mentions

The window open to hear the rain falling on the ground giving you the sound of comfort like no other sound could expect one Your room getting cooled down of the air that is getting in but your body remains warm feeling his soft touches going up and down your thigh

Feeling his warm fingers on your cold skin making you shiver but he still holds you under the blanket with the rain falling on the streets

Nothing to do just to be with each other

Not talking for a while and then just going deep into a rabbit hole of conversations

'Sometimes your like rain on my skin, not to sharp to hurt but not to dull to ignore'

The first thing said after a long time while still feeling the finger going up and down

Holding you close like the rain could watch you away

"I never want to lose you, Liefde"

'You probably never lose me'

Now I go slowly up his arm with my finger, tracing his tattoos to feel his warm skin

Closing your eyes, to just feel him, him with his soft skin that his under yours

Smelling him with his shampoo that you so love Hearing his breathing and heartbeat to comfort you

Slowly you feel how he takes his arms to your waist, snatching you so you can't escape his hold Tickling you to hear your laugh like he loves it , showing you that your way more than just a girl who he is attracted to

'I love you'

"I love you two"

Your eyes we're closed just hearing his heartbeat like you did so often The rain didn't stop that night, the window was open the whole night and you stayed in his arm the night waking up with you Feeling your skin on his, your head on his chest

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Joost Klein x reader reader has a bad dream (good ending tho)

[Not the best song if you have better opinions let me know!]

We walked across the field where the wheat is slowly reaching my knee, but for him it is further down At least 5 cm below the knee.

"Can we go slow? I can feel the stones so much!"

We were almost there, I knew that, I knew the place where we were going, I showed him this place. But that doesn't matter right now because I can already see the bench that was there. Now we sat here on the table, the bench, well, it was just a bench suddenly he got up not saying a word neither looking at me

"Where are you going?"

But then he was already gone, he went back into the field without a word or a glance

"Hey where did you go? You know I don't like this!"

I screamed at the top of my lungs as the panic were raising in me like the tears that made my fear go worse

But that also made me see less, which was the worst part, that I couldn't stop crying

I was like a little child and then I looked up for a moment.

The stars were like the eyes I fell in love with. The eyes that give me a feeling of security, but those eyes left me a few minutes ago.

I was silent while I just looked up tears still going down on my cheek. It wasn't cold because it was a normal summer night where you had to leave at least midnight to see the stars.

'Calm down, I'm here'

The gentle voice brought me out of my thoughts again, I was still sitting on the bench.

In the dark only the moon was bright like his eyes looking into mine after he left me alone.

I jumped up and threw my arms around his neck. But no arms grabbed my waist like they always would.

"Are you okay Joost, you never did that"

I said already shaking

'I'm not here love, wake up'

'You're awake again! Everything's fine, you were shaking and crying and I didn't know what to do'

This time I wrap my arms around his neck as if I could never have it again, as if it were the last time.

"I love you joost, I love you so much,never let me watch the stars alone again"

'I love you too my star'

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Short thing for blue eyes Writing for Joost Klein because look at those beautiful eyes

(No names are being called just writing for him)

Your eyes looking into mine is like seeing the stars that I tried to see many times but didn't

The start of something that should never end that will never end

Your eyes so blue that even the ocean is nothing to you

Those eyes showing me the reason that I searched for a long time without trying

'Your beautiful'

Those words stuck in my mind for so long that I don't know what to answer back

Two words making me stutter like no other words could

The first words you said to me

Stuck on the time you said it to me

Stuck were I first saw those eyes in the night

Under the stars that gave us light

"Your like a star"

Staring at me,confused with what I meant

Like a star that I never saw before but that didn't matter

"In all those stars and eyes I will always find yours the most beautiful"

Words getting caught in his throat, looking at me like nobody ever will

In all the time that I looked up at the stars I know use that time to look in you eyes like nothing else exist for me

"All the time I looked at the up to see the blue that I could only see at times when others where gone but know I have it by my side"

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SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING 🌷❤️💕

Thank you!!

Sorry that I'm not writing so much I'm just scared to not get the person right who I write for.

I also want to start writing for Joost Klein

If you have any ideas for me feel free to ask me I would appreciate that

Have good day night <3

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💕if you get this, answer w/ three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs. anon or not, doesn't matter, let's get to know the person behind the blog!

So hey! I'm really excited that I got one of these and ehm

1. I come from wattpad and I got it in April 2020

2. I first saw f1 with 5 because my grandpa watched it on Sundays but after 2018 I just stopped and in December 2023 it got my interest again

3. I'm an ambivertiert

Thank you! I hope you have a nice day and night!

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Fluff with kissing in the end

No names called but you can see it as

Paul Aron x reader Mick Schumacher x reader Fredrik vesti x reader Arthur leclerc x reader Logan Sargeant x reader Dino Beganovic x reader

Chose one or a person from you,enjoy!

A date not our first one not our last one but this one felt special

Special because no race of his was in sight and we watched the stars on a random night

The shooting stars shining bright like our love for each other as fast as his car on the track

His body warming me up, helping me to relax like no other ever could

Looking in his eyes are like the the starts in the night sky

'Did you see that? That was a pretty one and fast two!'

Giving me somewhere to go, something to love

Sitting on the field late at night wasn't new to you, always loving to look up at the starts seeing something that you always wanted

But now it was different, it was better.

You were in his arms looking up but not to the sky like you would normally be doing no the only thing you are carrying about are those beautiful big blue eyes, that looked like your favorite start,sirius

That bright star always noticeable but simply overlooked because it's bright you always find it

The star appearing blue like his eyes for you

That bright blue I will always find in either the sky full of starts or the filled room with pair of eyes that will never meet his

Those eyes were simply your star that would never stop shining for you

'Love your staring, don't look at me, look at the stars'

"But I'm seeing my star right in front of me, holding and loving me"

He giggled like a child, a child that was happy

'But be honest with me what is your favorite star?"

"It's you of course"

'No silly up there!'

"That would be Sirius, sometimes it looking blue, like your eyes, and he his shining as bright as your eyes when you're in the car. Racing for something you want"

'You are still talking about me, say why didn't you take me with you all along'

"Because love you were so busy and now you have no race this coming week"

You were looking at him slowly your body moved to his, leaning forward in his body hands going up to his neck

Lips meeting each other,touching each other,moving along with each other

His hands slowly moving to my waist holding me in place, helping me to get a better grip on his neck were my hands slowly go up to his checks

Hands resting there to go better into kissing him

Him the man who makes me feel completed without trying

Him were whe can just sit with each other for a comfortable silence were nobody is judging

We're we are just us

'Gosch I love you'

"And I love you more"

The shooting star that flies over us is not noticed by the way we were hungry for us