#Cristiano Ronaldo blurbs

[wavypotatochips]

Hey, I have a request for a Cristiano Ronaldo imagine / one shot.

Could you write one about y/n always supporting Cristiano and always being at his matches and everyone knows they’re best friends but they’re actually dating and just haven’t told anyone yet but there are rumors that they are and Cristiano reveals that y/n and him are dating in an interview when he gets asked about the rumors. I hope you can do that, I’d really appreciate it.

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More Than Just A Friend | Cristiano Ronaldo

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Cristiano Ronaldo x Female Reader

Word Count : 995

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As the vibrant stadium lights illuminate the field, you find yourself amidst a sea of cheering fans, eagerly awaiting the start of yet another exhilarating match. You are here, faithfully supporting Cristiano Ronaldo, your boyfriend, in every game. The public eye perceives you both as best friends, unaware of the deep romantic connection you share. Together, you have decided to keep your relationship a secret until Cristiano feels the time is right to disclose it, considering his status as an iconic figure in the world of football.

Clad in Cristiano's team colors, you stand near the front row of the stadium, surrounded by a sea of passionate supporters. Your heart swells with pride and anticipation, the electric atmosphere heightening your senses. As the players take their positions on the field, a wave of excitement ripples through the crowd, reaching its crescendo as Cristiano's name echoes through the stands.

You catch a glimpse of Cristiano as he walks onto the pitch, his face a mask of focus and determination. The roar of the crowd intensifies, their chants reverberating in your ears. With each passing second, your heart beats faster, mirroring the pulse of the game about to unfold.

Cristiano's team plays with unmatched skill and unwavering determination, their every move a testament to their years of practice and teamwork. Your eyes remain fixed on Cristiano as he weaves through defenders, his agility and speed leaving everyone in awe. The stadium erupts in a symphony of cheers as he scores a breathtaking goal, sending the ball soaring into the net.

"Go, Cristiano!" you shout at the top of your lungs, your voice blending with the chorus of supporters around you. The elation on Cristiano's face is unmistakable, even from afar. It's moments like these that make all the hard work and sacrifices worth it.

As the game progresses, the whispers of rumors grow louder, finding their way into the ears of observant reporters. Some keen individuals have started to notice the way Cristiano steals glances at you during matches, or the subtle gestures of affection you exchange when no one is watching. Speculations begin to circulate about the true nature of your relationship. However, the truth remains hidden, concealed behind the facade of friendship, guarded by your shared decision to protect the privacy of your love.

After the game, amidst a frenzy of media and jubilant fans, you make your way to the player's lounge. Cristiano, his face still flushed with the exhilaration of the match, pulls you into a tight embrace.

"You played incredibly today, love," you whisper, hugging him tightly. He smiles warmly at you, his eyes brimming with affection.

In a fleeting moment, Cristiano leans in and presses a tender kiss against your lips. The intimate gesture fills your heart with reassurance. "Thank you, my love," Cristiano murmurs, his voice laced with affection. His gaze holds a hint of determination, signaling that he believes the time has come for a change.

Before either of you can utter a word, the sound of hurried footsteps and the clamor of reporters fill the air as they make their way towards the lounge's entrance. You exchange a quick nod, sealing an unspoken understanding, and kiss Cristiano's lips once more before swiftly slipping out of the lounge through the back door. Positioned discreetly, you find a hidden vantage point, peeking through a narrow crack to witness the pivotal moment that is about to unfold.

A sudden hush falls over the room as the journalists enter, sensing the significance of the impending revelation. Cristiano's eyes seek you out, locking with yours, and in that moment, you share an unbreakable bond of unity and love. He takes a deep breath, ready to reveal the truth to the world.

During the post-match interview, various journalists bombard Cristiano with questions about the game, his training regimen, and the secrets to his phenomenal success. Then, as anticipated, a daring journalist raises the inevitable question, his tone brimming with curiosity, "Cristiano, there have been persistent rumors about a romantic relationship between you and y/n. Can you shed some light on that?"

Cristiano's eyes twinkle as he glances at you for a split second, a knowing smile playing on his lips. Your heart races, pounding so fast you fear it might burst through your chest. In this moment, you cannot help but feel an overwhelming surge of happiness, knowing that you will no longer have to suppress your feelings in public. The weight of secrecy is about to be lifted, replaced by a sense of liberation and joy.

"Yes," Cristiano declares, his voice firm and resolute, capturing the attention of the room. "The rumors are true. Y/N and I are dating. We have been together for a year and a half. She is my pillar of strength, my confidante, and my greatest support. Our bond transcends friendship, and I couldn't be happier to share this news with the world."

The room erupts into a symphony of gasps, applause, and a flurry of camera flashes. The truth is out, released into the world like a bird taking flight. The love you and Cristiano share is no longer confined to the shadows; it now stands proudly in the spotlight. From this moment forward, you will face the world together, hand in hand, unafraid of the scrutiny and ready to embrace the adventure that awaits.

[lottiesticklishpickle]

Mile-High (Fluff)

Btw, h/c stands for home country

N/L= Native Language

Y/n poured the soft and mellow bottle of Cristal into the polished flute and listened to the tightly-knit bubbles pop. After pouring a few glasses of champagne, she placed them on a pale white tray and picked it up before walking out towards the wide aisle. She spotted an athletic and slightly lean figure with his legs crossed in a feminine fashion. He wore tight-ish light khakis, and clean, all white shoes. His foot jostled up and down, and his finger tapped his ankle. Upon looking and walking closer, she noticed that his wrist had a silver watch on it (and there was no ring on his finger) she mentally noted before snickering at the silly remark. Y/n was used to seeing attractive men, as she was a flight attendant for a private airline, meaning there was often profesional athletes, especially those in the premier league, so she kept it extremely profesional. There had been one time in which she met an athlete she had idolized since she was a young child, upon serving him some food, he grasped her hand, before muttering something in a foreign language, then winking at her. To say she was flustered would have been an understatement, however, she simply kept her cool and smiled, before speed walking back to her colleagues to practically fangirl about the occurrence.

Y/n continued walking down the aisle and stopped once reaching the first seat. There, in the posh, leather seats, sat a man with dark brown eyes to match his curly dark brown hair. He was reading a novel, his eyebrows furrowed as if he were concentrated. Y/n wasn’t stupid, she knew this was Cristiano Ronaldo, yet still, the sight caught her slightly off guard. She could see that he was focused on his book, so she slightly squatted to place the champagne on brown table in front of him. The sound of the flared base was barely audible, yet apparently it was loud enough to startle Cristiano. His eyes darted from his novel to her as he raised his eyebrows. Y/n’s eyes widen, and she lets out a mixture of an awkward laugh and a scoff.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you, sir” she apologized, Cristiano then looked at her and bared a smile, revealing a set of white teeth. He then let out a deep and breathy laugh (which Y/n thought sounded a little funny) before assuring in a coy manner “It’s no problem, Querido.” Y/n paused while trying to remember what that meant, yet Cristino said “It means Darling.”

“Oh.” Muttered Y/n, she squinted her eyes and looked to the side, then let out another awkward laugh. “Well, thank you, Sir.” She began to walk down the aisle again, but Cristiano halted her. “Wait, sit down, could you keep me company for a few minutes?.” Y/n paused and looked around, her eyes then fell on her colleague, who was apparently listening, nodded towards her, and mouthed “Go ahead.” Before smiling and sticking out her tongue. Whilst still observing her friend, Y/n opened her mouth and stammered “Oh, yeah! Sure thing, Sir.” as she lowered herself onto the seat across from him.

“You can just call me Cristiano,” he assured, “And by the way, what’s your name?”

“My name is Y/n L/n.” She answered, “Tell me about yourself, Y/n.” he promptly requested. “Alright, well, I was born and raised in h/c. After I turned twenty, I decided to move to France as a flight attendant. I really enjoyed the idea of being able to travel, and it helped me to improve my speaking in many different languages.” She said as Cristiano stared at her, and listened intently, “I’m never really at my home in France, but I don’t mind, it’s honestly not my favorite place.” Cristiano then nodded before continuing his questions, “I love traveling too, I think my favorite place to have gone is probably Madrid. What about you, Y/n?” The sound of him saying her name sounded strange and exciting to Y/n, it felt so bizarre to converse so casually with such a notable person. “When I first became a flight attendant, one of my first flights was to Indonesia. In my opinion, the architecture and beauty is superior to any other place I’ve ever been.”

Y/n continued to ramble about the beautiful countries she had visited, whilst Cristiano observed the way she spoke and gestured so passionately. He could tell she was getting distracted and the topic got her excited. He believed that this was cute, he liked watching how fast her mouth moved, and the way her eyebrows raised and lowered frequently. She spoke in an animated sort of way, yet tried to keep her volume down in a courteous manner for the resting passengers. She’d occasionally drop remarks and jokes that caused him to bite his lip to keep from bursting out in laughter. As the conversation continued, Y/n’s became visibly much more relaxed. Her posture had shifted, and her legs had now been crossed in an awkward yet supposedly comfortable fashion.

“I recall you mentioned that you speak multiple languages, what do you speak?” He asked, “I’m fluent in English, Spanish, French and N/L.” “That’s brilliant! Do you speak any Portuguese?”

“No, but since I’m fluent in Spanish and French, I just conjugate when speaking with someone in Portuguese.” Cristiano nodded as Y/n continued to ramble about life as a flight attendant, and her education. Her words seemed almost trivial to him, as he couldn’t concentrate on what she was saying. He was mesmerized by her obvious passion and speaking skills. Most guys often said things about not wanting a girl who talks much, but Cristiano was the exact opposite. He loved observing Y/n’s mannerisms and expressions, he would describe it as “intriguing.”

After what had seemed like an hour of talking, the pilot over the intercom abruptly proclaimed after some slight turbulence: “Flight attendants, prepare for landing please,Cabin crew, please take your seats for landing. Ladies and gentlemen, we have begun our descent into Turin, Italy.”

Y/n looked up towards the cockpit and slowly got up before Cristiano paused her. “Wait, Y/n, how long will you be in Italy before you have to get on another flight?” He asked.

She quickly paused to think, “Four days.” She answered.

“Perfect,” he interjected, “after my game tomorrow, do you want to go get dinner?” Y/n felt her face heat up, and looked around. “Yeah totally.” Y/n stammered. Cristiano then handed her his phone, signaling for her to place her number in it. “I’ll call you tomorrow, Cristiano.” Y/n said with a smile as she looked down at the screen and placed her number in his contacts. After that he didn’t say much, just “Thank you.” Before grinning and shaking her hand as she got up to walk back towards her colleague, who was practically stalking the two during their entire conversation. Y/n got up and trudged back to her friend who practically tackled her with questions once she knew everyone else was out of earshot.

“You got his number? The Cristiano Ronaldo? You’re a Mack daddy at this point.”

Y/n rolled her eyes, “Okay, never say Mack daddy again, but I guess I am quite a pimp.” She said as she giggled.

“Do you think he could set me up with one of the other team members?” Her friend rhetorically asked, causing the two to burst out in laughter. “I don’t know, he probably could.” Said Y/n as she shrugged. “Okay but, you have to let me help you get ready for the date, no exceptions, you owe me one for me taking over your service duties while you were flirting with a professional athlete.”

“Alright, you can help me get ready.” Y/n confirmed. Her friend did a silent cheer and a strange dance before slapping her on the back and exclaiming: “Thank you!”

Please let me know if you have any advice or criticism :)

[findingnemosworld]

𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬 - 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐨

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐧 𝐯𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬? )

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭.

Her parents had agreed to host their two children for the duration of the time that they'd be gone which would be three whole weeks, it was a surprise vacation as Cris had noticed just how exhausted she had been, between juggling work as well as looking after Mateo and Luna; he'd decided to make use of the fact that there was no football and whisk her away to Hawaii, the pair had packed the right amount of things they needed and in a matter of days were currently staying in the beach house Cris rented for them.

" Amor, pare de se preocupar " He murmurs as they were currently on the flight to Hawaii, " The kids will be fine, these three weeks will be just for us to enjoy our time together "

" I know " She sighs, " It's just, I'm a natural worrier, you know me. Mateo and Luna are under three so I'm scared that they might cause a fuss or disturb my parents or ... " she nuzzles her face in his chest.

" Relax " He assures her, pressing soft kisses on her head. " They will be fine, if something happens we will come back immediately "

The plane had landed, and the pair were taken to the beach house he had rented for them, they take their luggage in, he tips the driver before moving the luggage to the living room - and smiles when he sees her looking around the house, " Do you like the house? "

She turns around to face him, with a bright smile she leans over and press a soft kiss to his lips. " I love it meu bebê, obrigado " she whispers.

" Anything for you baby " He grins.

They spent that night unpacking their luggage, then she had cooked a simple meal for them that they chose to eat outside and enjoy the view before spending the rest of the night in each other's arms, the following days were spent in between sight seeing and exploring the island as well as their surroundings over all - and then on one night, Cris suggested a date night at an outdoor restaurant he discovered that was nearby.

That evening, he was in the midst of adjusting his cufflinks when he heard her call for him as she was in the bathroom getting ready for tonight, he walks towards the bathroom to find her struggling to zip up the crimson colored dress she wore, it was the perfect blend of sensual and classy, " What's wrong Bebê? "

" The zipper won't come up, please help me " She pouts.

He smiles then walks up to stand behind her, with one hand gripping her waist, he gently lifts up the zipper until it was fully shut, then he presses soft kisses over her shoulder before muttering, " You look beautiful "

" Thank you, you also look amazing " She tilts her head to press a kiss to his cheek before proceeding to add the last touches of her makeup.

The dinner had went on quite lovely and in a smooth sail, the pair found a smooth balance by conversing over everything and anything that did not relate to their children so as to feel a sense of normalcy at least for now, Cris had spent most of the time between complimenting her as well as recounting memories from their earliest times together so as to fondly look back at how much they've grown since.

They opted to end their night with a sweet dessert and lastly, with a stroll near the beach under the moonlight, and that's when Cris had decided to bring up something that's been on his mind for a long time, " Bebê "

" Hm " She hums, leaning closer to him as they allowed the water to dampen their feet whilst they carried their shoes.

" Do you think that maybe, we can have more children? " He wonders.

She smiles at the question, it wasn't a secret that Cris wanted more children in his life especially given his upbringing in Portugal, she nods. " Of course, when the time is right, maybe when Mateo and Luna are older "

He smiles, " How many kids do you think we can have? "

" I don't know " She giggles, " As many as we can "

He stops walking and so does she, he then leans closer to kiss her and say. " I love you "

" I love you too " She smiles back.

[live-laugh-loverpool]

The One With the United Plane-Pool

The long-awaited story about the shared Man.U/Liverpool plane-pool! Enjoy!

Tags: @millythegoat, @alissonbecksfan234

“Another year, another preseason!” Henderson announced, lugging his suitcase up the stairs. “And another game to kick it off.”

“Shut up,” Milner snapped, tossing his own bags into the cargo hold. “It’s an awful start!”

“Come on, Milly,” Diaz cajoled him. The Colombian had thoroughly enjoyed his vacation, even getting a new haircut in the process, and his joy was infectious. “Think of it as a vacation!”

“Big deal!”

“I know you hate Man. U more than anyone on this team,” Henderson sympathized. “But maybe you can at least try to have fun?”

Milner snorted in disgust, motioning to his left. “You try having fun when you’re stuck sitting next to Slabhead Maguire!”

He marched past Maguire and into the airplane. As soon as he got in, he was greeted by David De Gea.

“Hi, James! Er…” The goalie tried to find something nice to say to the grumpy captain. “Nice…shirt you got there! Is that the new Liverpool merchandise?”

“No, it’s Everton merchandise, Trentski’s favorite. Of course it’s Liverpool merchandise!” Milner glared at De Gea as if he’d just stolen his golf clubs. “And I won’t say that you’ve got a nice hotel bed yourself. Come to Liverpool! At least we’ve got clean sheets!”

With that, Milner spun on his heel and strode away from the Spaniard. He then bumped into a smiling Marcus Rashford.

“Milly!” He beamed, waving at the Yorkshireman. “I’ve not seen you since…”

“April,” Milner reminded him. “When we assassinated your butts 4-0!”

Bruno Fernandes walked up just in time to see this. He scowled, brushing past Rashford and going head-to-head with Milner.

“Hey, leave Rashy alone, got it?” Fernandes insisted. “He’s a good lad.”

“Oh, hi Bruno! Glad to see that people aren’t talking about you? Why don’t you just go into exile for ten years or something? Oh, I forgot! Your team is already in exile--from the CHAMPION’S LEAGUE!”

“Why don’t you sit down, James?” Fernandes offered, steering Milner to his seat. “Your coach is flying, it should be a good ride.”

“A good ride with Satan’s demons! BAH!”

*

“I’ve never seen Milly this crabby, mate,” a certain Scot piped up from his seat. “Even when we’re playing Everton!”

“He hates us,” Mctominay, his travel buddy, retorted. “He’s spent his entire life avoiding us.”

“I wish I could cheer him up somehow,” Robertson sighed. “If it was Che I could use Irn-Bru, but Milly is not Che.”

“That’s seriously your only solution?” Fabinho rolled his eyes. “Try hacking Ali’s Spotify playlist. It works for me.”

“Ali’s Spotify playlist is another word for sentimental mush central!” Fonseca retorted. “I’d know; I tried.”

“But really Robin, at least try!” Fabinho motioned to Milner, who hadn’t moved from his seat. “If he keeps going like this, preseason will be untenable!”

“Alright, mate,” the Scot agreed, removing his seatbelt and making his way towards Milner.

“Milly, have some fun, mate!” He grinned at his still-pouting teammate. “We can play chess.”

“You can sit still long enough to play chess?” The stocky man feigned shock, scowling at thin air. “Talk about IMPOSSIBLE!”

“Alright…Truth or Dare?” Robertson felt a glimmer of hope; Milner loved this game.

Milner just scowled. “Hell no.”

“Spin the Bottle?”

“Hell no.”

“Connect 4?”

“Hell no.”

“Candy Crush?”

“Hell no.”

“How Many Times Can Milly Swear In A Day?”

“Robin, SHUT UP!”

“Well, that went well,” Robertson remarked, turning to Fabinho. “Go ahead Brazilian, cheer him up!”

“I’m sorry, but I have better things to do,” Fabinho retorted. “Get Kostas or something.”

“Kostas!!!”

“Not literally, you idiota!”

“Did somebody call the Scouser Greek?” Tsimikas called over. “Me and Diogo Dalot can cheer him up.”

“Oh, Kostas,” Milner snorted. “Good to see you and your mass of EYEBAGS!”

“If nobody noticed, he’s been in a bad mood recently,” Tsimikas pointed out to half of the plane.

Robertson facepalmed. With Milner like this, any notion of fun was going out the window. “Is there anything that would cheer you up?”

*

They tried everything, and nothing worked.

First Alisson volunteered to play guitar. He and Adrian burst into a chorus of “Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da”, and soon everyone, even the United players, was singing.

All except Milner.

Thiago brought out some cookies, sharing them around the plane. Everybody enjoyed them.

All except Milner.

Jota brought out his mobile FIFA console, and produced multiple joysticks. Everybody had fun.

All except Milner.

Gred even turned on the big screen, and put on a movie. Everybody had fun.

All except Milner.

And now the whole Liverpool was stumped.

“What does it take to make this guy crack a smile?!” Jota groaned in exasperation, throwing his hands in the air. “A pair of dumbbells?”

“Got them.” Van Dijk held up Matip and Tsimikas. “A pair of dumbbells, just like you said.”

Elliott facepalmed, while Diaz just laughed.

After that, they all gave up, letting Milner sulk. It wasn’t like they didn’t like him. They liked Milner, they really did! But right now…

“Milly is being impossible!” Henderson yelled to nobody in particular. “Is he really hating this so much?”

“I may begin to agree with him,” Alexander-Arnold faltered.

“Why?”

The Scouser pointed to the top of the aisle. There stood--

Cristiano Ronaldo.

“Oh, cr--”

“SHENDO!” Matip pointed to Alexander-Arnold. “MINORS!”

“I’m going to be 24 in October!”

The Portuguese strode down the aisle. He wore skinny white jeans, a designer shirt that called attention to his abs, and sunglasses--indoors. He glided past everybody, not caring a damn about even his own teammates, until he stopped.

At. Milner’s. Seat.

“Oh, cranberries,” everybody muttered. Needless to say, Milner hated Ronaldo.

“Hello, six-packed lobster,” Milner snorted. “Coming to get cooked in the Scouse stew?”

“Six pack lobster? Ha!” Ronaldo scoffed. “Let’s see you get a suntan in your rainy ol’ Yorkshire!”

A communal gasp rippled through the crowd.

“No, he didn’t!” Robertson whispered before Van Dijk clobbered him.

“Oh, really?” Milner shot back. “You aren’t even the most famous Ronaldo.”

“Well, if you wanna talk about fame, let’s talk about a certain English “GOAT” who couldn’t win CRAP with his national team!”

“What’s that? I can’t hear you behind my humility.”

“I said that if you like algebra, you should count all my gold medals!”

Henderson shook his head in amusement.

*

Everything picked up after that. Now Milner and Ronaldo were busy in a roast battle--in the center of the plane.

“Yo team,” Ronaldo began, hands on his hips, “is so insignificant, you consider a parade a successful end to the season!”

“Yo team,” Milner shot back, “is so out of ideas, you thought some Dutch hombre from the middle of nowhere was your best idea for a coach!”

“Well, yo team is so disorganized, you make Arsenal look successful!”

“Seriously? Yo team won 0 trophies in 6 years, while we one 6 in the past 4!”

“Well, yo team is made up of so many misfits, there’s not even a Ballon D’Or winner on there!”

“Oh, come on! At least we have a proper skipper, unlike yo team, which has to put up with Slabhead Maguire!”

“So far it’s even between the two roasters,” Tsimikas announced from his cardboard commentary box. “Will any of them slip up long enough for his opponent to capitalize?”

“At least we don’t sell our top strikers for 30 million pounds,” Ronaldo pointed out with a cocky smirk on his face. “Unlike yo team!”

But Milner wasn’t going to go down that fast. “And you let Pogba go for free?”

“OOH!” the Liverpudlians chorused.

“Yo team’s coach,” Ronaldo went on, “is so weird, he wasn’t even known before coming here!”

Milner scoffed at the poorly-made roast. “Yo team’s coach is so bald, he makes Guardiola look hairy!”

“The roasters have just slipped in quality!” Tsimikas announced, gripping his microphone. “Will they find form again?”

“Yo team’s coach is so dumb, he doesn’t even know how to hold a real rivalry!”

“He called Kloppo DUMB?!” Elliott growled, seizing a newspaper. “That’s it, I’m whipping his butt.”

But Henderson got Elliott before he could do anything. “Hold it, lad! I think Milly has a comeback!”

And comeback he did have, because the next thing he said was, “Zip it, Cristiano! At least he doesn’t lose the dressing room, unlike the eight post-Fergie coaches yo team hired!”

“And they call him ‘Boring Milner’,” Matip whispered. “This is the most fun I’ve ever had!”

“Yo team’s boss is so deranged, he has a semi-feral owl!”

“Yo team is so dumb, you don’t even know that’s it’s called KEEPING A PET!”

“Yo team is so stripped of talent, you actually have to play Tyler Morton!”

“Yo team is so untrusting that you won’t even play your academy!”

“And just like that, James Milner has risen from the ashes!” Tsimikas updated the chalk scoreboard, biting his nails in anticipation. “How much hotter can this roast get?”

“Yo team is so lame, you missed out on the Champions League thanks to that ‘academy prodigy’ of yours!” Ronaldo glared at the Liverpool side of the crowd. “Trent JOHN Alexander-Arnold, I’m talking to you!”

As it turned out, insulting TAA was Ronaldo’s biggest mistake. Because Milner hit back with, “Yo self is so petty, you’re actually willing to hate on a kid!”

The Liverpudlians cheered at that dig. Ronaldo ran a hand through his over-gelled hair, seemingly out of ideas.

“Yo self,” he said after some time, “is so fat, when you step on the scale it says ‘to be continued’!”

“Well, then.” Milner wasn’t going to let that one go unscathed. “Yo self is so insecure, you Botoxed yourself and got ‘hip flexor injury’ holidays, just to hide the fact that you’re about to drop dead for want of retirement!”

Silence.

“CR7?” Milner smirked--he knew he’d got him. “Or should I say, ‘CR37’?”

Howls of laughter from the audience, but silence still from Ronaldo.

“I swear I will die of laughter from this!” Fonseca gasped, holding onto Fabinho for dear life.

“Well, then! Had enough whining, ‘GOAT’ who couldn’t win a World Cup?”

“One more unanswered roast, and James Milner will be the champion!” Tsimikas gripped his microphone in anticipation. “Come on Cristiano, get laryngitis!”

“Yo team is so…” Even Milner was all roasted out…almost! “Yo team is so stripped of talent, they had to play you as the central striker!”

This time everybody was dumbfounded. They had always known Milner was lethal when it came to sarcasm, but not that lethal. Ronaldo had been efficiently shut down with less effort than it took to beat Norwich City--and that really didn’t take much effort if Alisson saved their lives.

“Ronaldo had been shut down by James Milner, just like Sterling was shut down by Virgil van Dijk,” Tsimikas commented. “If Ronaldo accepts defeat, then James Milner, MBE, will get the prize!”

“WHAT?!” Ronaldo scowled, balling up his fists. He stormed towards Milner, who seemed surprised that the Portuguese had finally spoken.

“You are an insolent young man!” Ronaldo raised his fist, threatening to punch. “Now prepare to pay, Jose!”

“Jose?” Milner rolled his eyes at the striker, slowly approaching him. “I don’t think so, Cristiano. I’m not Jose. The name is Milner. James Milner.” And Milner hip-checked Ronaldo into a storage closet.

The Liverpudlians erupted into cheers, while the United players scowled, leaving for the back of the plane. Ronaldo’s protests could be heard from the closet, but for once, nobody paid attention.

“See, Milly?” Tsimikas elbowed him, still grinning. “We told you it’s not that bad!”

“Yeah.” Milner smirked, locking the closet and pocketing the key. “It isn’t--if Ronaldo’s in a locked closet.”

Note: some scenes borrowed from B/R Footballs "The Champions", Season 5, Episode 6.

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FT I Manchester United 2-1 Villarreal

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Seasonal upcoming topics/requests.

These could be either blurbs/drabbles or one shots. Much like with the 30 day writing challenge I’m currently doing, anything goes and no word limit. These could be anything from 100 words to 10,000+ words if I really wanted.  These could be a mix of either “anyone you want it to be” where the player isn’t specified or a (request) from before.  I’m more than open to the idea of other suggestions and who you’d like it to be with. 

HALLOWEEN/AUTUMN/FALL. 

Pumpkin carving. Step-dad Rafinha Alcantara. 

Conker picking.

Being stuck at work and having x arrive with hot drinks and snacks to keep you company. Marcus Rashford. 

Autumn walks.  Justin kluivert

Playing in the leaves. Paulo Dybala.

Bonfires and toffee apples. Roman Burki.

Halloween decorations. Kylian Mbappé

Trick or Treating. Ben Mendy. 

CHRISTMAS/WINTER. 

Christmas Shopping. Emre Can. 

Snowball Fight. Antoine Griezmann. 

Festive Greetings. Cristiano Ronaldo. (request)

Snow Day. Roman Burki. (request)

Asensi-snow. Marco Asensio (request.) 

Sledging. Dele Alli. 

Ugly af festive jumpers.  Marcus Rashford. 

Making homemade tree decs. Antoine Griezmann. 

Christmas markets. Rurik Gislason. 

Matching PJS and wrapping presents. Rurik Gislason. 

Fireside sexy time. Rurik Gislason. smut. 

Visiting Santa. Roman Burki. POSSIBILY HEA but prepared to write/post early. 

Christmas baking. Sergio Ramos. 

Snowed in. (Stuck at the airport.) Rafinha Alcantara. 

Under the mistletoe. Emre Can. 

Christmas hosting. Dele Alli. 

Opening Presents. Mousa Dembele. 

Winter lodge. Rafinha Alcantara. 

Babies First Christmas. Rafinha Alcantara.

I saw mommy kissing Santa....Rurik Gislason. Smut. 

Ruined Christmas. Roman Burki. 

Ice-Skating. Antoine Griezmann. 

Ugly Sweater comp/evening meal. Andre Silva. 

Lying about Christmas presents. Erik Durm. 

CHRISTMAS ONES NOW CLOSED. 

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Liverpool stars to get paltry payout if they win Champions League compared to Real Madrid

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Liverpool stars to get paltry payout if they win Champions League compared to Real Madrid

The disparity between the bonuses Liverpool and Real Madrid players will receive for winning the Champions League this season is tenfold.

The Liverpool squad have clauses in their contracts this season that guarantee them £200,000-per-man for lifting European football’s most prestigious club trophy in Kiev on May 26. 

Yet Madrid, whose team are the best paid in Europe, are on an incredible £2million-per-player to win the European Cup for a 13th time. 

Mo Salah and the Liverpool players will receive a paltry bonus compared to Real Madrid

Some of the star players on either side could receive even more if they have individual bonuses for success in the competition written into their contracts. 

Real Madrid can still afford to reward their players in such fashion as their earnings from another tournament victory will be over £70m. 

And with a similar amount due into the Anfield coffers from European success, Jordan Henderson and Co might be feeling a little short-changed were they to triumph in Ukraine.

Cristiano Ronaldo and Co are to be handed £2million each if they win the Champions League

Daryl Mitchell, chair of the troubled Professional Cricketers Association, has added to the confusion surrounding the ECB’s The Hundred concept.

According to the ECB, Mitchell was one of only three current players to have been consulted about the 100-ball competition. 

Yet Mitchell has written in the PCA magazine that players have taken part in the discussions. 

However, the lack of news from their union has led to a players’ meeting with the ECB and PCA on May 8 at which it is expected more will be explained, although some players are now threatening to boycott the summit.

Daryl Mitchell was one of only three players to be consulted about the 100-ball format

MCC establishment figure Anthony Wreford becoming the next President of the club from September following Lord Ian MacLaurin was announced this week. 

But already the chatter at Lord’s is that Wreford will choose his great friend Mark Nicholas as his successor. Nicholas will no longer be working for Australia’s Channel 9 as they have lost their international cricket rights.

The gilded Lawn Tennis Association are showing little or no signs of moving forward as an organisation since Scott Lloyd arrived as chief executive in January. 

An announcement to name the location of a new academy from a shortlist of five – prepared back in February – was ditched at the last minute this week.

The reason given was that the panel wanted more time to make up their minds. And there is still no sign of Simon Timson’s performance plan despite being appointed performance director in June 2016.

Yet why would the LTA worry a fig? They will be getting their 90 per cent annual share of the Wimbledon surplus, which comes to £33.6m from the 2017 tournament.

Short changed by Warner

The back cover blurb of former UK athletics chairman Ed Warner’s new book Sport inc (Yellow Jersey Press) reads: ‘In sport, money is everything’.

It certainly was at the well-attended launch party of Warner’s book, where even those planning to do reviews had to pay the full £17.99 asking price for their copy, with the debatable added attraction of the author signing it.

Warner has written a worthy book about the sports industry but he has very much failed to live up to his promise to be forthright about his confrontations with arch foe Lord Coe.

Instead he has been highly circuitous in the manner of a sports politician wanting new gigs. 

And another grouse is that Warner’s 175 ‘programme notes’ crediting his many sources of information is dominated by broadsheet newspapers, even when Sports Agenda was first to reveal that particular item of news.

Ed Warner failed in his promise to be forthright about his confrontations with Lord Coe

World Rugby are now in financial conflict with the RFU over the Sevens at Twickenham.

The ruling body want all countries hosting legs of the 10 stops on the Sevens circuit to pay a staging fee. An RFU spokeswoman said: ‘We are in discussions about the commercial model of the London Sevens and we hope for a successful outcome.’

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FIFA 18: Release Date And Key Features Revealed

Only a prototype of the tech, called Wigig, is being shown at E3, and we got a chance to test it out for ourselves. This year there is no equivalent announcement, but EA Sports has laid out a feast of smaller, iterative changes that mark a noticeable improvement to the core game, and position Fifa 18 to be among the finest outings in years. Xbox One S introduces HDR and as much as 4K Blu-Ray and Streaming. As far as the PS4, Xbox One, and PC versions, three editions of the game might be available: Standard, Ronaldo, and Icon Editions. Includes 1 Rare Players Pack and 3 ICON loan players (5 match loan; players are randomized). So if the FIFA 18 comes with the cross over The Journey and Career Mode which can allow you play as the manager, controlling the players from the sidelines with button prompts, it would be an important inclusion. We’re extraordinarily excited to accomplice with Cristiano - working with him we realized too much about his unique play fashion and what makes him so particular.

With Squad Building Challenges, you create teams with certain prerequisites from your cards after which irrevocably exchange them for bonuses. Then within the 86th minute, Wood was unable to connect on a pass while sliding within the penalty box. FIFA Soccer 10 offers a more realistic experience while it proves to be the following generation soccer sensation. Time will tell if that is accurate, but individuals who've had hands on time with the E3 preview seem to think it is more than simply hype. Another eye-catching new feature is the Champions Channel, on which it is going to be possible to watch replays of matches between the world's top FIFA 18 players. After releasing the list of players ranked 60-41 on Thursday, the most recent group features some of the top players on the planet - including Paul Pogba and Mesut Ozil - who rate at 87 and 88 overall respectively. The players with higher skills, like Ronaldo, are in a position to perform more complex moves. This has been integrated into other EA titles equivalent to Battlefield and Mass Effect because the switch to the more advanced Frostbite engine, so it would make sense for it to be added to FIFA, too.

However, there are still a few months to enjoy 'FIFA 18' and sure that many football fans are looking forward to be able to wear their boots and enjoy some matches. Fifa 18, the subsequent instalment within the football game series, is the "single biggest leap forward" for the franchise, its developers have claimed. In the presentation given by developer EA Canada, we were told that one in all the largest changes in FIFA 18 was the Motion Technology System. FIFA is some of the successful game franchises, alongside Call of Duty nevertheless it beat Call of Duty: Ghosts in its Christmas sales and is now the Christmas primary game. The winger was particularly fond of Aiden McGeady, who despite being removed from a world-class player in real life, was a formidable force on FIFA. The 2010 FIFA World Cup is just around the corner with the first match kicking off in less than two years. The Hammers insisted the player had a back injury that prevented him from flying and claim he was driven to Ashton Gate in a limousine for the FA Cup tie.

PLAYER PERSONALITY: Ronaldo’s signature free kick, Sterling’s unique turns and Griezmann’s technique. A brand new expansion called "In the Name of The Tsar" moves the war to the East, by adding 8 maps total, new vehicles, and female characters. In addition to the transfer fer agreed between the two clubs when selling a player, the manager should also be entitled to a small percentage (e.g. I looked up "soccer trophy" in the "20,000 Dreams" book that interprets the symbols we see in our dreams. Bringing The Journey to last-gen consoles would want recreating the entire knowledge using Ignite - a pierce that creates no clarity from possibly a technical or blurb perspective. If you want to learn more about fut 18 coins ps4 look at our own website. It seemed to me that with the PS4 being marketed within the trailer that this may only mean that legends are coming to PS4. Are all new pirate games created equal? But to really enjoy playing these games, one needs a great video console. Depending on the preferred formation of the team, one of them could also be a "sweeper" who acts as a utility man who sweeps up defensively behind the defenders when necessary. EXCLUSIVE: The motorcycle nut who plowed through a crowd.

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Can you please write like a Cristiano Ronaldo Dos Santos Aveiro fanfic or oneshot? Its really hard to find one😭 and youre a really good writer based off your sergio ramos oneshots.

𝙈𝙮 𝙏𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙮 𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙧 | 𝘾𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙤 𝙍𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙙𝙤

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Cristiano Ronaldo x Female Reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Cristiano surprises you and lavishes you with affection.

Word Count : 1k

𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦: Of course I can! and thank you so much for the compliment KISS KISS MWAAAH. And as always, Thank you so much for requesting!! I Hope you like how I represent your idea ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚!!

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ Due to finals, I have not been able to write as much as I usually do and I'm currently catching up on current requests because I'm a little behind. If you would like to send a request, do so now as after this weekend, request will be temporarily unavailable. mwah mwah love ya! ♥

You woke up to the sound of your phone buzzing on the nightstand. You rubbed your eyes and picked it up, smiling when you saw that the message was from Cristiano.

"Good morning beautiful, I hope you slept well. I have a surprise for you today. Be ready by 10 am. Love you."

Your heart fluttered at the message. You had been dating  Cristiano, one of the most famous futbol players in the world, for a few months now and every day felt like a dream. You got out of bed, feeling excited for what the day would bring.

Cristiano knocks on the door around 10 a.m., and when you respond, he hands you a bouquet of flowers in a vase. "Cristiano, you have the house key," you chuckle, smiling gleefully at him. Cristiano's mornings are normally filled with strenuous gym workouts, which is why he wasn't there when you woke up. You sniff the roses momentarily before laying them on the counter near the door. Cristiano is dressed casually in pants and a t-shirt. He smiled at you as he extended his hand to you.

“Of course but it's more romantical when I do it like this, eh?,” he responds, causing you to roll your eyes playfully as you take his hand.

"Ready for your surprise?" he asks, his eyes sparkling.

"Of course! What is it?" you ask, unable to contain your excitement. 

Cristiano leads you to his car and opens the door for you, a gentleman as always. You got in and he drove off, the wind blowing through your hair as you enjoyed the warm weather.

After about half an hour of driving, Cristiano pulls into a beautiful park. He gets out of the car and opens your door, taking your hand and leading you to a picnic blanket that he had set up on the grass.

"I thought we could have a picnic today," he said, gesturing to the basket of food he had brought. “I know I have been working hard with training sessions and such, but I just want to remind you how precious you are… and you know, how much you mean to me.”

With a wide grin on your face, you couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for his thoughtfulness. He had gone out of his way to bring your favorite snacks and drinks, and it was moments like these that made you realize how amazing he was. It was ironic how social media had painted him in such a negative light - as someone who was rude and ignorant - when in reality, he was just one big teddy bear.

You spent the morning lounging on the blanket, enjoying the delicious food and talking about everything and anything. Cristiano told you about his childhood, his dreams, and his hopes for the future. You listened intently, feeling grateful for the chance to get to know him on a deeper level.

After lunch, Cristiano surprised you with another activity. He had rented a boat and took you out on the water, the sun shining down on you as you floated along.

As you leaned back against Cristiano , feeling the warmth of his body against yours, you couldn't help but feel grateful for this moment. You had never felt so cared for and loved by anyone.

As the sun began to set, Cristiano took you to a fancy restaurant for dinner. He had made reservations at a table with a beautiful view of the city skyline. You ate amazing food and drank expensive wine, feeling like royalty.

As the night went on, Cristiano kept surprising you with little gestures of love. He held your hand under the table, whispered sweet nothings in your ear, and even serenaded you with a song.

As you walked back to the car, hand in hand, you felt like the luckiest person in the world. Cristiano  had spoiled you for the day, but what really made you feel special was the love and care he had shown you throughout the entire day.

"Thank you for today," you said, looking up at Cristiano  with gratitude in your eyes.

"Anything for you, my love," he replied, leaning down to kiss you softly.

You melted into his arms, feeling like you were on top of the world. This was what true love felt like, and you were grateful to have found it with Cristiano .

As the car pulled up to the house you two share, Cristiano  helped you out and walked with you hand-in-hand to the door. You turned to face him, feeling a little sad that your perfect day had come to an end.

"I don't want this day to end," you said, pouting slightly.

"I know, me neither. But don't worry, there will be many more days like this," he said, cupping your face in his hands and gazing into your eyes.

He leaned in to kiss you again, his lips soft and gentle against yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling his warmth and strength enveloping you.

After a few moments, he pulled away and took your hand, leading you inside. He wrapped his arms around you from behind as you walked to the couch. Once near the couch the both of you kick off your shoes and instantly cuddle against one-another. Cristiano  grabs the blanket that is on the couch and throws it over you both. He instantly holds you as close as he can as you snuggle up against him.

"I love you so much," he whispered, his voice full of emotion.

"I love you too," you replied, feeling your heart swell with affection.

"You bring out the best in me. Do you know how much you mean to me?" he questions, nuzzling his face into your hair.

"I do. I love you so much and i'll always be here for you my love" you said, smiling up at him.

He looked you in the eyes with such love that your heart skipped a beat. He leaned in for a delicate kiss, his lips soft against yours. In that one simple gesture, you felt all the love in the world, and you kissed him back with equal tenderness. As you drew away, he stroked your cheek, his thumb gently caressing your skin. You gazed up at him, your heart pounding, and he flashed you a bright smile that lighted up his face. You two felt more in love than ever before as you enjoyed the warmth of each other's company.

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Would you please write an imagine were ronaldo is super clingy and it’s just pure fluff? Thank you!! 🫶

𝐈𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 | 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐑𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐨

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Cristiano Ronaldo x Female Reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You and Cristiano are relaxing in each other's arms and he lavishes you with attention.

Word Count : 474

𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦: Thank you so much for requesting!! I Hope you like how I represent your idea ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚!!

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ Due to finals, I have not been able to write as much as I usually do and I'm currently catching up on current requests because I'm a little behind. If you would like to send a request, do so now as after this weekend, request will be temporarily unavailable. mwah mwah love ya! ♥

You and your boyfriend Cristiano are having a movie night together. You are snuggled up on the couch, and he has his arm wrapped around you tightly. As the movie starts, he leans his head on your shoulder and lets out a contented sigh.

"Mmmm, I love being close to you like this," Cristiano murmurs. Cristiano's futbol career does not always allow him to be by your side as much as he would like. But, thankfully, he was able to take a day off and all he wanted to do was spend time with you.

You smile and run your fingers through his hair. "I love it too, babe. You're so warm and cozy."

Cristiano lets out a small laugh and nuzzles even closer to you. "I'm glad you think so. I just can't help myself. I need to be close to you all the time." Despite the fact that sports media portrays him as a gruff, strict character, he is truly compassionate behind closed doors. And you can't help but love how he exclusively acts this way towards you.

You can feel his breath on your neck, and it sends shivers down your spine. "You're so clingy, but I find it adorable," you tease.

Cristiano pouts playfully. "Hey, I'm not clingy. I just love you so much that I want to be near you all the time."

"I know, and I love that about you," you reply, giving him a quick kiss on the forehead.

Cristiano grins and snuggles in even closer. "Good, because I'm not going anywhere."

You both settle back into the movie, but Cristiano's hand starts to wander across your lap. "Hey, none of that," you say, trying to stifle a laugh.

Cristiano chuckles and pulls his hand back. "Sorry, sorry. I'll behave." His smile never leaves his face as he leans back a bit to look at you, his eyes sparkling. "You know…. Y/N.. You're the best. The most amazing, beautiful, wonderful person I've ever met."

You feel a warm flush spread across your cheeks, and you can't help but grin. "Thank you, baby. You aren't so bad yourself," you wink down at him in a playful manner.

Cristiano chuckles, “I mean it. I feel so lucky to be with you. You make everything better."

You lean in to kiss him, feeling your heart swell with affection. "You make everything better too, you know. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Cristiano's eyes soften, and he pulls you in for another long, slow kiss. "You don't have to worry about that. I'm never going to leave you."

You snuggle in even closer, feeling his warmth and love surrounding you. As the movie plays on, you both continue to steal kisses and whisper sweet nothings to each other, lost in your own little world of affection and adoration.

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them, just them.

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I SERIOUSLY CANT STOP SMILING LIKE SERIOUSLY IM NOT EVEN JOKING HOLY SHIT THERE'S NO ABSOLUTE WAY THIS MAN IS SO FINE LIKE SOOO FINE

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NO CUZ I DONT THINK I'LL EVER STOP OBSESSING OVER MASON AND ITS GETTING UNHEALTHY BUT IT ALSO MAKES ME SO HAPPY WHAT SHOULD I DO?!?! HELLOOO?!!!

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literally my expression when i saw those pics 😫

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BUKAYOOOO SCORED <3333