#Darwin Nunez x reader

[jsprnt]

your boyfriend is left confused when you refuse to let him kiss you

darwin núñez x reader

A/N: based on this request! <3 hope this was close to your expectations, enjoy reading!

W/C: 1.530

"don't- don't you dare kiss me."

you mutter, holding your hand out in front of you in defense. leaning back as your boyfriend leans in to give you a sweet kiss.

he was confused when you initially didn’t greet him at the front door when he arrived. Instead he found you lying down on the couch in the living room, awfully quiet with a pink blanket draped over your body.

he bee-lined to you after taking his coat and shoes off. the weather in england was as cold as ever, something your boyfriend slowly became used to after almost two years.

you watched him wash his hands in the kitchen sink. he had walked over to you when done, a frown forming on his face at your unusual appearance.

Though, the frown on your face and the way you refused to let him kiss you, made him think he had fucked up.

darwin freezes at the thought, mind racing as he thinks through anything he did or could've done wrong before he left home for training earlier that morning.

he'd given you a goodbye kiss, so it couldn't be that. he'd also done his chore of taking the trash out, and even continued texting you throughout the day, up until you stopped responding around noon.

he couldn’t lie, he missed you from the moment he stepped out of your shared house, until the moment he arrived back home.

so, what could've been the reason he was denied the luxury of giving you a kiss?

you sit up from the couch, blanket falling off your upper body and onto your lap. you’re too focused on his facial expression to notice his hands inching closer to you.

"w- why not? I waited all day for you, amor.."

he asks, brows furrowing in question, an idea popping up in his head. a way to get you out of your petty mood.

"because-" you mumble, wanting to answer his question, but before you get to finish your sentence, a shriek leaves your lips.

feeling your boyfriend's freshly-washed, cold hands up your warm sweater, touching your bare skin. his hands on either side of your waist.

a soft chuckle leaves his lips, his eyes crinkling as he watches your reaction. your brows raising in surprise as you begin kicking away at him to push his cold hands off of your burning skin.

"ésta bien-" (alright-) he begins giving into your protests, laughing at your facial expression.

though, he suddenly pauses for a moment. noticing how hot your skin feels against his palm. normally, your temperature would begin to feel regular by now.

your kicking and shoving stops as you watch him remove his hands from underneath your sweater. hands reaching for your forehead and neck instead. taking his time to feel your temperature, again.

"¿estás enferma, mami?" (are you sick, mami?)

he asks, continuing to feel for your temperature as you squirm underneath his cold hands.

"I wanted to tell you." you murmur, giving him a slight glare for cutting you off right when you were going to explain yourself.

"perdón, cariño.." (sorry, darling..)

he replies, his expression softening at your sudden, sickly face. he felt horrible about the fact that he didn't notice his love wasn't feeling well.

"don't come any closer.." you quickly say, leaning back with all the energy you have left in your body, covering your face with the blanket on your lap.

"¿qué estás haciendo?" (What are you doing?)

darwin asks confused, pulling the blanket off your head. you look up at him with a sheepish look, leaning back again.

"you'll get sick, baby. you just got better from injury and your team needs you." you explain, weary of the distance between you and him.

you feel him snake his hand to your sweaty nape, pulling you closer. his cold hands slowly started to feel more soothing against your burning skin, rather than shocking.

he sits down next to you, pulling you closer and making you lay your head down on his lap. moving quickly to place the blanket neatly over your body.

"no seas tonta. I would rather get sick with you, instead of you suffering alone..” (Don't be silly)

you sigh, really stubborn about not wanting him to get sick. you try to get up from your position, but to no avail. the stern look he's giving you, accompanied by the snug hold he has on you, makes it impossible for you to book it to your shared bedroom.

"don't move, cariño. do you need anything?"

he asks, voice laced with concern and love. his thumb rubbing against your cheek as he watches your face intently for any signs of discomfort.

you bite your lip in consideration. you were sick, and needed to eat something before you took your meds.

"food?" you mumble, looking up at him. admiring how good he looked, even in an angle like this one.

even though you weren't the best at cooking, darwin was a disaster at cooking. you both would usually manage to put a good meal together, but right now, no way is that possible. him being in the kitchen was probably a bigger danger to you than a fever.

"food? are you not in pain? don’t you want any medicine?” he asks, cocking a brow.

"my body aches a little, along with my throat, but medicine comes after food, obviously.." you mumble, managing to give him a cheeky half-smile.

you hear a small chuckle leave his lips. he leans down, placing a tender kiss on your hairline.

"esperar.." (hold on)

he mumbles, pulling his phone from his pocket and scrolling through the 'soup' category on the food delivery app. his other hand continuing to stroke your cheek.

"how about some soup?"

"the one from last time? sure.."

you answer, feeling him glance down to look at your sudden shifting. you’re lying down on your side now, darwin's hand coming to rest on the small of your back. his finger still tapping on his phone, his cologne comforting to your senses.

"it will be here in 45-minutes. do you want to lay down in bed until then, amor?" he asks, turning his phone off after successfully ordering your food.

his hands start scratching your back, promoting a small sigh to leave your dry lips as you nod.

you sit up from his lap, stretching your arm out as you shiver. you feel your boyfriend’s arms snake around your back and thighs, lifting you up in a swift motion before you could protest. sneakily kissing the corner of your mouth when you're distracted as he carries you to bed.

"darwin, you're going to get sick!”

you exclaim, moving away when he moves the covers back and places you in your bed.

"no te preocupes- solo un beso.." (don't worry- just a kiss..)

you roll your eyes and recline back to your side of the bed. watching him place the blanket over you, gasping when he walks away and comes back with another thick blanket.

“no, that’s too much!” you exclaim, already feeling like you’re freezing and boiling at the same time. your sweat-drenched sweater wasn’t helping you either.

“It’s better. you have to sweat more, amor..” he says, practically suffocating you as you feel the thick fabric surround your body. you look up at him with a defeated look and try to hold back a tired yawn, eyes watering.

“¿que? are you crying, mami?” he says, moving closer to you to cup your cheek, prompting you to look at him with half-closed eyes.

“no, I’m just tired..” you mutter, leaning into his touch, cool hand soothing your hot skin.

“close you eyes and take a nap. I’ll wake you up..” he says, planting two kisses on your temple before beginning to step away.

“wait, stay here..” you croak out, reaching for his hand again. wanting his presence next to you. especially when you’re feeling uneasy and in need of comfort.

he freezes in his steps, your soft, vulnerable tone pulling at his heartstrings and melting his thoughts into nothing. he turns you immediately, eyes wide in concern.

he gets in the bed next to you, realizing you wanted a cuddle, even though you were so adamant on not getting him sick. he places his hand on the double-stacked blankets, moving his hand up and down your covered stomach.

“why were you leaving?” you ask, eyes closed in exhaustion, voice cracking.

“I wanted to grab a wet washcloth for you..”

he explains, continuing to comfort you. his touch feels like melatonin, and you feel like you’re about to take the longest nap of your life.

you hum in reply, closing your eyes while clutching onto his hand, feeling cold shivers and sweat trickle down your spine. just wanting to feel better already.

“está bien. sleep now, mi amor..” he whispers, trying to hold you as close as possible without making you feel like you’re suffocating.

your deep breaths turn shallow as your eyes flutter shut, knowing that when you wake up, you’ll have a sweet, caring boyfriend and a warm bowl of savory soup awaiting you.

[footballffbarbiex]

Kink Bingo

I'm super excited to be writing these and get stuck into a naughtier side of smut - a side that you've asked for more of! My kink bingo card is as below. If you want one of your own, let me know.

face sitting - Lewis Hamilton

breeding kink - Lewis Hamilton

sub!player - Charles Leclerc

cnc - Antoine Griezmann / Ruben Loftus-Cheek

praise kink - Darwin Nunez

squirting - Lewis Hamilton

anal - Rodrigo De Paul x reader x Teammate

plus size - Virgil van Dijk / Kevin De Bruyne

sex worker (web cam / escort / OF / glamour model etc) - Charles Leclerc

mirrors - Joe Gomez

toys - Rodrigo De Paul

restraints - Kostas Tsimikas

pegging - Antoine Griezmann

knife play - Antoine Griezmann

f/m/f - Joe Gomez

mutual masturbation - Ruben Dias

glory hole - Oscar mingueza 

voyeurism - Dominik Szoboszlai

asphyxiation - Dominik Szoboszlai

cheating - Rodrigo De Paul

role play - Rodrigo De Paul

cream pies - Dominik Szoboszlai

Size Kink -  Dusan Vlahovic

switch - Leon Goretzka

dress up - Antoine Griezmann

[findingnemosworld]

𝐝𝐚́𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐢 - 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐮́𝐧̃𝐞𝐳

• 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 )

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐬*𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, ( 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐦*𝐭 )

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭, 𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬!!!

" Amor, what’re you doing? "

She turns around to find him standing near the doorway of the kitchen with an amused expression across his face, with a deadly glare she replied with a sarcastic tone, " I’m trying to fix this fucking light as apparently it keeps flickering and I don’t know why! "

A soft chuckle escapes his lips as saunters into the kitchen, placing both hands over her waist — " Come down amor, let me handle this " he hoists her down before climbing up the ladder, while she watched him fix the light bulb. " It was loose, you didn’t see that "

She rolls her eyes playfully, " You know I’m not the handyman amor, you are "

He smirks at her remark, " And don’t you forget it? " he steps down from the ladder then says, " all done "

She beams then leaned in to peck his lips ever so softly before whispering, " Gracias Papi "

He raised a brow as she walked out of the kitchen, a mixture of perplexity and exhilaration coursing through his veins at the fact that she referred to him as such, they’d been dating for three years and not once did she ever refer to him as Papi, not even in the bedroom and the pair were quite adventurous.

He opted not to think much of it, forgoing to ask her as the weeks rolled around in and out at a surprisingly leisure pace – what he noted was, her surprising usage of the term, if he washed the dishes she’d whisper it after they shared a kiss, if he had decided to be gentle and brush her hair after a shower, she’d utter it with a soft smile across her lips, it seemed as if at any given chance, she called him Papi.

And on one night, as he was getting ready for bed – she’d stepped out of their shared bath- room, with a towel wrapped around her body and her hair pulled up into a bun, she offered him a sweet smile before making her way to the vanity table, she reached for her body lotion; he eagerly watches as she begins to lather it across her skin, " You smell incredible mi dulce niña " he states.

She looked at him through the reflection of the mirror and said, " Thank you Papi "

That was it — his eyes had darkened; tone dropping an octave as he said, " Ven aquí! " he said with a dominant tone.

She frowned, perplexed by his tone. " What? "

He shot her a surprisingly deadly look before he reiterated with a dark tone," You heard me, I said … ven aquí "

Still perplexed by his sudden change of tone, she treads over to the edge of the bed and watches as he makes his way over to her, he rests his hand at the back of her neck pulling her in for a feverish passionate kiss followed by him gently nibbling on her lower lip, " Get down on your knees "

Her eyes widened, " What? "

" Listen to your papi baby, I said get down on your knees " He reiterated with force.

She nods quickly, the commanding tone coupled with his darkened gaze sent shockwaves to her spine, she settles down on her knees after removing her towel.

His hand reaches down to caress her cheek with a playful smile, " Good girl, now … " he trails off, pulling his sweats and boxers down before adding, " Come on, be a good girl and make sure papi is thoroughly pleased "

She subconsciously licked her lips at the sight of the prominent length of his cock in front of her, a spec of pre-cum, leaking from the tip, she looked up to meet his gaze as he gestured for her to take him, tentatively, she wraps her hand around his the upper length drawing out a hiss from him while her lips wrapped around the tip drawing out a soft sigh, " Oh, sí, perfecto… así de simple. "

Hesitant, she froze for a mere moment before setting a leisure pace, she moved her hand in perfect synchronization with her lips, while his hand landed on the top of her head, " Such a good girl mi vida, taking in her papi’s cock like that … keep going "

The praise sent waves straight into her swollen pussy that was aching with need, spurring her to bop her head up and down at a rapid pace drawing out strangled moans from him, his chest rising and falling releasing labored breaths, " Joder nena… Oh joder, sigue, ya casi estoy. " he moans.

She trailed her tongue over the prominent veins drawing out a whine from him, " Mi amor " he murmured, a sheen layer of sweat coating his skin as he thrusted himself forward, the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat. " Oh yes … "

His cock twitched releasing warm ropes of cum down her throat, she lapped up every drop before he tugged her up then laid her down on the bed, then he proceeded to undress before laying down on top of her and murmuring, " Papi needs his good girl to listen carefully, think you can be a good girl? "

" Sí Papi " She giggled.

Who would have thought a singular term could unleash a brand new side of him?

[libraryofloveletters]

Burnt

Darwin Nunez x Fem!Reader

Warnings: use of darwin's favourite phrase 'yeah man 😁', dinner parties are a lot of work, darwin is regretting his idea, wandering hands, almost pg-13, alexis is a cockblock and reader gets to play with darwin's hair loool

Word Count: 681

Author's Note: this whole idea came from me and pookie joking about how darwin would be like 'yeah man😁' to whatever you suggest lmao - this one's for you bookie @themandaloriansdiaries

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Darwin suggests you host a dinner party at your place for a few of his teammates before you all head out for the holidays. He seems to have underestimate how much work goes into said party.

Your boyfriend suggested you do a little something at home to mark the end of the first half of the season, perhaps a party. You made him aware that throwing together an entire Christmas party in a week wouldn't be possible.

A dinner party would be more doable and Darwin being the darling he was, replied with a smile and his favourite phrase - "yeah man."

It would be a small party, 7 of you in total. You and Darwin, Lucho, Gera and their little girl, plus Alexis and his girlfriend. Your boyfriend wanted to get everyone together before you were all off for the holidays - Alexis headed home to Argentina, Lucho would be visiting family in Colombia and you and Darwin would be in Uruguay until their return to training.

You agreed to cook dinner rather than Cather, you figured it wouldn't be that difficult seeing that you prepped whatever you could ahead of time.

Darwin peeked into the kitchen, you had sent him out to fix the malfunctioning Christmas lights outside. "Need help?"

"Did you fix the lights?" You asked him, cutting the peppers.

He nods, getting water from the fridge, "yeah man, had to change the plug." He says, arms wrapping around you from behind. His chin rests on your shoulder, "is there anything I can do to help?"

"You can help me cook."

Darwin looked at the counter, the bowls and ingredients lined up were overwhelming. "You're using all this?"

"Yeah," you laughed, "all of this is prepped, you should have seen the place when you were at training yesterday."

Darwin lets go of you, "is there something else I can do?"

You grabbed his wrist, turning to face him before he could pull away. "These are your teammates, you're helping me cook, Darwin."

Never have you called him Darwin unless you were serious about it, and that you were.

The man nods, making him busy. He was more of a hazard than a help; he almost burnt the pasta for the mac and cheese, gagged at the touch of the raw chicken and nearly lost a finger while cutting stuff for a salad.

You take the knife from him, setting it aside to check his hand. "Jesus, be careful, will you?"

"Yeah man," he nods, "I got it."

The two of you finish up dinner earlier than expected, giving you more time to get ready.

Darwin was getting out of the shower as you finished up your makeup, looking for something for you to wear. You had just gotten dressed when he appeared in the room, shirt undo as was his hair. "Babbeeeeeeeeee," he calls, walking over to you as you were putting on your jewellery.

"What?" you looked at him in the reflection of the mirror.

He sits beside you, squeezing next to you on the bench in front of your vanity. "Can you do my hair? It's not going the way I want."

You get up, letting him sit properly as you grab the hair brush. "Do I have a choice?"

"No," he grins, leaning his head back for you to brush his hair.

You manage to get his hair into a bun, smoothing out all the bumps as you wrap the hair tie around it to secure it.

Darwin smiles, "perfect." He turns around, pulling you between his legs. "Thank you." He leans up and you meet him halfway, leaning down to kiss him. You can feel your boyfriend's hands rest on your ass, grabbing at it as he pulls you into him.

Just as you go to get on top of him, the doorbell rings. Alexis's voice carried from downstairs. "Open the door!"

You laughed, your boyfriend's face is against your side, groaning. "He's early," Darwin grumbles as he stands.

"You're late," you inform him, "it's 6:30, we invited them for 6."

"So he's late."

"Technically, yes." You did up the buttons on Darwin's shirt. "But you should have been ready by now."

"Not helpful, baby."

"Wasn't trying to be," you smiled, giving him one more kiss before you two headed down.

[luvsfootball]

red is the colour - darwin nunez.

requested by - anon

request - hi! i've never requested anything before but could i request a darwin nunez fic? preferably something related to reader comforting/calming him down after his red card? it's okay if not, but i'm super excited you write for him bc it seems like most ppl don't 🥹🥹

author’s note - don’t be scared to request!! i’m happy you’ve requested and i hope you enjoy!! sorry it’s short, i’ve been really busy with college.

his moment of madness came as a great shock to you just as much as the fans. darwin was normally a calm guy, but something in him just snapped today.

you watched in horror as darwin headbutted the player and he went down, and darwin received an instant red card.

the other family member’s in the box were confused at what made him blow, and you apologised on his behalf before grabbing your daughter, leaving to go and check on him.

normally you weren’t allowed back here during a match, but jurgen klopp made an exception for you. he knew darwin needed someone right now.

“darwin?” you whispered, opening the door and popping your head around the corner. your daughter, isabela, padded over to darwin who scooped her in his arms immediately.

“i’m sorry,” he murmured, looking utterly defeated as he refused to make eye contact with you.

it wasn’t just the team he felt like he’d let down; he was sad for you. he knew you had taken the day off work to come and see the match and he’d gotten a red card.

“you don’t have to apologise to me.”

a groan left his mouth and he slammed his head against the locker, screwing his eyes shut. “i do. you took the day off work to come here and support me, and i can’t even play anymore.”

isabela looked up at her dad, putting both of her hands on one of his knees. she couldn’t talk yet but she could stand with a little bit of support.

“papa.”

darwin’s eyes shot open and you looked down at isabela. her smile was wide and she shared a toothy grin with you as she repeated her first word over and over.

“you’ve just made me the happiest papa ever.”

you joined darwin’s side, sitting next to him as you both cooed over your daughter and her first words.

even though darwin had gone through a really tough day, he was glad he had you two by his side here with him.

[yourstrqly]

nsfw alphabet, darwin nunez

pairing: darwin nunez x fem!reader

warnings: smut

authors note: finally wrote a bit after two weeks if I remember correctly. got bad news from my doc and everything's too much rn but life goes on. hope you'll enjoy this!

rina's masterlist & nsfw alp. masterlist

aftercare

Darwin loves when you message his back and shoulders; you stop every once in a while to press a soft kiss on his hot skin and whisper words of love and appreciation to him — that'd might even be his favourite part of the whole thing.

In turn the Uruguayan will clean you off of all kinds of fluids that are still glued to your skin with a cloth he had laid on the sidetable beforehand. Gently, he grasps your hands to kiss them, then he'll let his lips wander upwards to your throat where he gives you a few sneaky but nonetheless sensual lovebits.

 body parts

Oh he does love your delicate fingers; whenever he eats you out or fucks you, you'll immediately let your fingers tug his brown hair as if it going to relief you. Also he can't stop himself to go feral whenever your fingers grasp his length, gliding up and down whilst you suck its head, cheeks hallowed and tongue dancing around the few inches in your warm mouth.

You on the other hand like his nose; it presses deliciously to your clit when he gives head.

cum

there's no better feeling than you giving him head, struggling to fit his dick in your mouth, which results in tears escaping the cornors of your eyes, and swallowing every drop he grants you. It's even better when you sixty nine, as he gets off when you orgasm around his flat tongue and thick fingers.

 dirty secret

Although he's the more dominant of the two of you, he doesn't mind when you take the reigns, pinning him on the mattress and ride his length as he has to beg you to let him cum.

 experience

The Liverpool Striker hadn't got many sexual partners before meeting you but he knows how to push your buttons right after the first few times.

 favourite position

It depends on his mood; sometimes he wants to do nothing, too tired, so he lets you ride him and on the other side he has days where he wants to please you with missionary followed by sixty nine.

 goofy

Have you seen him? He's got no problem to put his seriousness aside to make you giggle and relax; laughing's a part of taking the sex to another level.

hair

Darwin likes to describe himself as always being high maintenance; he ain't fully shaved down there but keeps it trimmed to your liking.

intimacy

If there was to get a master in romance, he'd definitely would be the one to get it. There are no walls he wouldn't climb up to reach the sky, to get you the best. He's done it all; a trail of rose patel to your bedroom, candles lit up, a getaway over the weekend to whatever location you had talked to him weeks and months ago.

 jack off

Before he had grown balls to ask you out, he would get himself off one to three times a week as a way to release stress and pent up pleasure. Once he met up with a woman from his instagram dms, leaving him absolutely unsatisfied — he had counted the time before he spilled himself down her back (though he had imagined you instead of the woman he had fucked). The fantasies about you didn't stop, which finally pushed him in your direction.

 kink

In his opinion there's nothing sexier than edging you whenever it's with his fingers, tongue or dick, he loves you begging for release. Darwin isn't into public sex but if you wishes to do it, he won't deny your request.

 location

Probably likes to have his way with you on a bed just because its the comfiest place in the shared flat however he sometimes likes to fuck you on the kitchen counter when you're sitting on it, reading a book or stuff on social media with a cup of coffee, wearing nothing more than a tee and panties.

 motivation

Honestly, it's when you start to sext him. First it's innocent like you posing in a new article of clothes but as soon as he zooms the picture he sees your underwear — from there its escalating quickly; if you're home you'll send him a nude trying to get him home as fast as possible to fuck you.

 no go

Darwin can't stand anything which could leave ugly bruises like candle wax; he's got no issue to push slight pressure on your throat nor prints of his hands on your hips but he ain't a fan of serious bruising. Even if you'd beg him he would deny it; its a turn off to him.

 oral

As mentioned before, he loves both but if he has to choose it'd be giving. Seeing you whimper, begging for another finger drives him crazy — and the taste's undeniably good. It's not a task for him but pleasure and once he even got off to watching you orgasm on his tongue.

 pace

After a win, still high with adrenaline, he’ll fuck you rough, deep and slow, dragging his length along your tight walls as he holds your cheek, rubbing his thumb gently across it to your lips. He doesn't have to say anything, you'll open your month while holing eye contact, sucking on it like it's a lollipop.

When the team loses, he’ll enjoy getting all the care you've got; most of the times it's you, kneeling between his legs to suck him off, other times you’d ride him sensual. One hand holds his and the other on his stomach supports your body weight. You kiss him all over the face, showing you that a lose on the pitch isn't going to make you appreciate him less; he's still the man in your eyes, a true winner — the winner of your heart, body and soul.

 quickie

He's into quickies, not gonna lie. Before you have to leave him to go on your merry way, you'll wake up in his arms tightly wrapped around your waist. As a result of trying to stand up, he'll awake and pull you right back into his arms. There's no time for foreplay, meaning you'll have to make it work; chasing your highs as Darwin fills you up, trying to avoid making a mess of the bed sheets — neither of you want to wash them every other day.

risk

You're the one to suggests to try new things you had heard from your girl friends or read somewhere as long as you both are in the boad; he's definitely up for the risks as long as you can't get caught by (random) people.

stamina

He can make himself go for a good hour or more as long as he isn't buried in your wet pussy; the feeling is just to good to last that long.

toy

The Uruguayan knows of your toys however he doesn't like to use them on you; when he's away for a game he doesn't mind that you're using them as he knows that he satisfys you better.

unfair

The man's into edging — he could edge you up to fourty minutes, but he'll eventually lose his patience and fucks the shit out of you, practically making you a ruined mess.

volume

He doesn't give a fuck how loud he is; you make him feel too good to not groan out loud. His deep one's mixed with your higher moans is his favourite type of melody.

wild card

Darwin likes to wear fitting bottoms, preferably light colours, and walks around the flat in just those, teasing the fuck out off you.

x—ray

Darwin’s more on the bulky side; all sharp angles and sun-kissed skin, with strong, prominent muscles like some of his teammates. He enjoys his time in the gym, that’s for sure.

The sheer size of his cock had actually startled you. You were genuinely worried if he was too big for you when you first got a glimpse of what's he packed. He's about 6 ½ inches when he's hard, the thickest you had and slightly curved to the left.

yearing

His yearing to have sex is relatively high at the beginning of your relationship, getting frustrated easy if he can't have his way with you.

It gets constantly better as the relationship growns and feeling turn more and more serious by the minute — simple contact like holding hands or a soft squeeze to the side gives him another kind of pleasure.

 zzz

It depends if how hard pushed you and how many rounds you had — most of the time a ten minute message for him and a bit of gossiping while cuddling is doable.

[lfc21]

My not so little princess

Player: Darwin Nunez

Tw: Fluff, kids

Summary: What happens when Darwin's precious princess has a secret admirer? His mind completely panics and he seems to fear his little girl slipping from his side.

"Daddy!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as her little feet took her across the school playground towards her father. Darwin was never often able to pick your little girl up as he was more often that not at training or on a plane awaiting a champions league match in Europe.

"Hello, little one" Darwin greeted with a beaming smile as she wrapped her small arms around his legs. Her little pink fairy bag decorated her back as she embraced her father. "How was your day?" Darwin asked with a smile as she let go of his rather strong legs.

"It was good Daddy! A boy told me he loved me" She explained as she walked hand in hand with her father towards the school gates. Her words and expressions where some what casual, as if what she had said was normal.

"What?" Darwin quickly asked slightly more serious than ever before. His eyes were almost bursting with anger as he tried to look around at any young boys nearing the age of your precious daughter. He shouldn't have wanted to but the urge he had to find out which boy thought it was ok to replace him was overcoming his rather immature body.

"Sam in my class said he loved me" She added as if it was the most obvious explanation in the world. Her head was looking up at her father trying to work out what it was he was so startled at.

"Right darling please don't tell me you told him you loved him?" Darwin asked with a beg in every word. She simply giggled next to him before racing towards his familiar car in the parking area. He simply exhaled a breath he never even knew he was holding before wandering over to her. Was his little girl his anymore?

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"Y/n where are you?" Darwin shouted as he pushed open the front door and your daughter bolted towards your dogs.

"In here" You shouted from in the kitchen as you quickly dried your hands on the dishcloth beside you.

"We need to talk" He sternly said shrugging off his jacket and coming closer to you. Your eyes were watching every expression he made as you tried to work out what was so crazy to him.

"What about?" You asked quickly with a laugh as you sat on the stools next to the kitchen island.

"Our daughter is in love" He explained at a high volume just as she made herself known in the door frame with the sounds of patting feet following behind her.

"What?"

"Huh?" You and your daughter both said in unison as her little voice caused you both to snap your heads around.

"Who am I in love with daddy?" She innocently asked in her sweet voice. She had never looked more confused in her life.

"You said that Sam said he loved you" he barked back trying to reason with a 6-year-old about what he was thinking. You could tell from this moment on that your husband had been slightly more dramatic than he intended to be. You quickly covered your mouth as you knew at one point your husband's stupid wrongdoing would cause a huge amount of amusement.

"Daddy he said he loved me! I didn't say anything" She explained with a giggle as you were both on the same page of knowing her father was completely and utterly dopey.

"Oh" He simply mumbled as his face dropped and he styled nothing but a look of shame. He had never looked this innocent and cute before in all your time of knowing him.

"Omg," You said with a laugh as you could help but wipe away the tears that fell from your eyes due to your hysterics.

"So your not in love with Sam?" He asked needing all the reassurance he could get.

"No!" You both shouted in unison trying to make the words sit in his brain. Your daughter couldn't help but run over to her dad knowing full good jealousy was written all over his face. He couldn't bare the idea of your daughter loving someone that wasn't him at such a small and innocent age. She leapt into his arms with a beaming smile as her small arms wrapped around the back of his neck.

"I love you, Daddy!" She explained kissing his cheek with a sweet smile. He looked at you as his arms embraced your daughter.

"What about me?" You softly asked with a laugh as you joined the family hug that was being performed in the kitchen. Darwin's head rested onto yours with a soft exhale knowing he had his two girls under his wing. He could have stayed this way forever.

"No boyfriends until you are at least 30" Darwin explained with his familiar accent that sent you into a place of comfort.

"I'm not even 30 and I'm with you!" You quickly pointed out with a laugh as you expressed complete and utter shock to your husband.

"and your married" Your daughter also pointed out with sass written on every word.

"and we have a child" You also added with an equal amount of attitude laced in every word. Darwin's eyes lit up knowing he had two of the sassiest girls to deal with every day. It was two against one.

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[footballerimaginess]

Wedding

Can I request a cute wedding imagine with Darwin Nunez 😩💗 Darwin Nunez Word Count: 370 The day had finally arrived, you were going to be Mrs Nunez. "How are you feeling?" the makeup artist asked you as she applied your foundation.

"I am okay, feeling so nervous though. I feel sick" you whispered as you were handed a glass of champagne. "This will settle any nerves that you have" you laughed as you sipped on the champagne. "Thanks I think, god I didn't think I'd be so nervous" you muttered as the makeup artist was very close to your face now. "It is okay to be nervous on your wedding day, you will look so beautiful once you have your dress on. I just cannot wait for you to look incredible. I am so excited" you nodded as your makeup was completed. "You look insane" you felt so embarrassed as all eyes were on you, how were you going to cope in the wedding when everyone was going to have eyes on you. You got your dress on and it finally felt real now. "Shit" you muttered as you got your foot stuck in the dress and embarrassingly almost fell over it as the girls laughed as they managed to catch you. "Ready to become Mrs Nunez" you nodded as you walked downstairs to become a wife. You walked down the aisle to see Darwin looking absolutely perfect in his suit, made you feel all tingly inside just seeing him standing there with the biggest grin as he turned around as you walked down the aisle. "Hello" you whispered as you found his hand and pinched it gently as you pinched it tightly. "Hi, you look insane" he muttered as he complimented you with the biggest smile on his face as you were seconds away from becoming his wife. The ceremony went perfectly and you were now married. "I love your Mrs Nunez" he cuddled you tightly as he kissed you on the lips. "I love you too, Mr Nunez. We better get to see people, instead of kissing each other. I would rather be kissing you all night" you laughed as Darwin smiled. "Same, but we have all honeymoon to do that" Darwin smirked as you grabbed his hand and walked into the reception.

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[formulalfc]

Darwin surprising you after being away for so long

you were expecting your boyfriend home in the morning, heart heavy at the thought of spending another night without him in your bed. you missed your boyfriend when he had to travel for football, not sleeping well when one side of your bed was empty. you decided to have a quick shower before going to bed, quickly rinsing yourself off and doing your night time routine in the bathroom before heading back into your bedroom. your eyes widen as you spot your boyfriend sitting on the edge of your bed grinning at you with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. you run at him, throwing yourself at his body as he falls back on the bed. he giggles at you as you press kisses all over his face and tell him how much you had missed him while he was away, whispering to him that he's not allowed to leave you ever again.

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[jsprnt]

a sweet picnic date with your fiancé

darwin núñez x fem! reader

A/N: missed writing requests so much!! based on this request. thank you for your patience and sweet words <33

W/C: 1.412

"stop moving, babe. you're messing the parting up.."

you whine, frown forming on your face as your fiancé moves his head again, ruining the braid you were weaving into his long hair.

"lo siento amor. i didn't realize it would get messed up.." darwin apologizes, moving his head when he notices your hands moving away from his hair.

"why did you stop?" he asks, shifting his body so he can face you.

you grasp the bottom of his t-shirt, pulling it in annoyance.

"you keep moving.." you scrunch your face up, making a small sound of annoyance.

"i said i'm sorry, cariño. come on, try again, please?" he says, grabbing your hands to squeeze them into his.

it was silly really, but you just wanted to have some peace and quiet in the park with your fiancé.

the season had just ended, and darwin had a couple days off before his international duty started.

with the sun shining this afternoon, he had suggested having a little picnic date in the local park.

you had agreed, obviously- because who wouldn't want to enjoy mother nature and her beauty pre-summer?

"wait, stay here.." darwin suddenly perks up. slipping the birkenstocks you had gotten him recently on and walking away from your little set up on the grass.

a big, comfortable blanket and an ice box for your drinks and snacks.

darwin had carried it all out of the car, of course. because in his words: "why would you carry something heavy, when i'm right here?"

you raise your brows in confusion, pulling your sunglasses off your face to enjoy the sun beaming down onto your face.

living in england for the past few years meant limited sun exposure, so you'd be crazy not to enjoy the sun when it was out.

you look to your side when you hear the rustling of grass, making immediate eye contact with your fiancé. cheeky expression on his face as he holds his right hand behind his back.

"what's that?" you ask curiously, smile pulling at your lips.

"my apology gift.” he states, stepping closer and sitting next to you on the checkered blanket.

"show me.." you urge, moving to sit on your legs in anticipation.

he nods, grin on his face, when he pulls a mini bouquet from behind his back. consisting of little dandelions and violas plucked from the bushes and grass in the park.

it’s a huge contrast from the huge, colorful bouquet he’d give you or send you when he was gone for work. you could never get enough of the pretty and delicate arrangements of flowers he’d choose specifically for you.

you chuckle at his gesture and cuteness, grabbing the petite bouquet of wildflowers from his outstretched arm.

"you're so cute, baby. apology accepted.." you cave in, leaning in to plant a kiss on his lips.

you pull back, squealing when you get tackled onto the soft blanket by darwin.

his body hovers over yours in a second, and you look up when he chuckles.

"you're definitely the cuter one here, cariño.." he dips his head down to trail kisses down your neck and collarbone, making you gasp in surprise.

the kisses were usually welcome, but definitely not in the middle of this public park.

you bring your hands up to stop him, his luscious, untied hair falling in front of his face and tickling your skin.

"what? i can't love on my own fiancée now?" he smirks, feeling your hands tangle into his brown hair.

"your hair is tickling me.." you protest, feeling his hands move around your back to help you sit up again.

"braid it then, please amor..." he asks, eyes twinkling as he looks at you. beaming sun, almost making his hair look a reddish brown.

"i won't move this time, promise." he adds, turning away from you, so he's sitting right in between your legs.

"you promised." you remind, hands reaching up to rake your fingers through his soft hair. the smell of his shampoo and conditioner still present from the shower earlier that morning.

"where is your hair tie?" you ask, looking around for the black elastic. even if darwin had an entire drawer full of them, you'd bet he'd lose them all within the span of one week.

"here.." he says, slipping the tie off his wrist and handing it to you.

"surprised you didn't lose it picking flowers for me.." you tease, parting his hair neatly into three sections, making sure there are no fly-aways before pulling each strand over the other.

you can hear him hum in relaxation, knowing he absolutely loved it when you ran your fingers through his hair.

after a particularly hard day or intense match, you'd always help him calm down from the day's activities with hair care.

it was a great way to bond with each other, both in figuring out what worked for his hair and basking in the calm after the storm.

"your hair has grown a lot since the last time you cut it.." you say, tangling your fingers into the strands and finally pulling the hairtie off your wrist. tying the end of the braid neatly and tightly so your work won't come undone easily.

"i know, but i like it long.."

his reason? you being able to play with his hair, of course.

"if you like it, you should keep it this way, baby." you reassure, moving your hand to smooth out the braid, and the ends of it. your engagement ring glimmering in the sunshine.

your eyes flicker to the wildflowers he'd plucked minutes ago. getting a little idea, you grab one of the flowers. beginning to poke the small stems through the single braid.

"what are you doing, amor?" darwin questions, wondering why it's taking you longer than usual.

"just a second.." you murmur, smiling to yourself when you place the last yellow dandelion into the braid.

"tada!" you lift your hands up, smiling brightly at your work.

"what? i want to see.." your fiancé whines, comically turning like he's going to be able to see what you did to his hair.

"let me take a picture." you say, grabbing your phone off the blanket next to you and snapping a picture. making sure you get a good shot of all the flowers neatly placed in his hair.

"look.." you chuckle, moving to sit on your knees and wrapping your arms around his neck. pressing your chest against his back and placing your chin on his shoulder as you show him the photo.

you raise your brow, having difficulty holding back your smile as you watch his face scrunch in happiness.

"the flowers- you made it all pretty, cariño. thank you.."

you let go of him, seeing him turn around, so he can face you again. you feel him press a tender kiss on your temple, feeling warm and giddy inside.

he wraps his arms around your frame, pulling you closer to his body.

"do you still want those strawberries i packed?" he questions, reaching over to open the blue cool box when you nod eagerly.

"they're perfectly ripe this time.." he comments, opening the tuperware and poking a fork through a sweet strawberry.

"i got them at the farmers market. they looked delicious." you say, opening your mouth, so he can feed you the sweet fruit.

"it's good. try one baby." you convince him with a full mouth, watching him try one as well.

he hums at the taste, nodding in agreement, before placing the fork down.

"it is good, very sweet- but not sweeter than you, amor.."

you roll your eyes at the corny tease, though a grin shows up on your face.

"i'm not, but can you give me another one, please?" you ask, mouth open, ready for another yummy strawberry.

"in denial? why don't we pack up and go home so i can show you?"

you almost choke on your spit, squinting at him as the sun shines directly into your eyes. his eyes widen in surprise at your sudden fit of coughing, making him pat your back quickly.

"I'm fine, but.." you begin, smirk pulling at your lips when you start to tease him back.

"will you carry everything back to the car again?"

"is that really a question?"

he’ll pack everything up in a matter of seconds if it meant that he could get home and give you all of his love, and you knew that..

[footballffbarbiex]

The Single Parent Series.

Me? In love with the concept of a baby daddy? Always.

Mixed players rather than one series about one player. Enjoy. If this goes well, I'll be happy to take more of these requests.

Darwin Nunez: his little girl loved Darwin's braids and wants her own but he can't do them. A trip to the hairdressers results in a hair style class.

Leon Goretzka: his best friend is the only one who can calm down his toddler and Leon has to admit his feelings when it becomes too much.

Leon Goretzka: Leon finds himself falling for a woman who is part of his daughter's life, but the age gap between them proves to be an issue.

Marco Rose: Marco is stressing over his daughter's ballet recital and so in comes the bestie to help him stop stressing.

Marco Rose: Moving back to Leipzig, Marco finds out that his child's favourite teacher just so happens to be an old flame.

Marco Rose: they become friends at the school gates and their children begin to have play dates at one another's house.

Marco Rose: very guarded following a messy divorce and she shows him that he's also very much a man and needs to think of himself too.

Mario Hermoso: best friends and she's there when he needs her the most

Mario Hermoso: Meeting at parent and toddler group.

Mason Mount: after becoming a single dad following a one night stand, Mason's best friend takes part of the hardship and helps to raise the little one.

Mason Mount: your child calls Mason daddy for the first time and even though you're not together, it makes Mason burst with pride.

Mats Hummels: his child comes home from school with news of a school bake sale but Mats cannot bake. Thankfully for him, his best friend is a pastry chef and she can bake.

Oscar Mingueza: he's on a first date when he gets a call to say his babysitter is having to leave due to a family emergency. His date doesn't want to cut it short and is happy to go babysitting.

Ruben Dias: Ruben likes his daughter's ballet teacher but the feelings aren't reciprocated…or are they?

Sergio Ramos: she's Sergio's coach's daughter and when he has childcare issues and has to bring his child to training, she steps up to help with homework.

Trent Alexander-Arnold: she doesn't follow football and has no idea how who he is, and has no idea that he has a child until she hears the little one calling Trent daddy.

[egyptiankingg]

JUDE WILL COME GUYS HAVE HOPE

[findingnemosworld]

𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 - 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐮́𝐧̃𝐞𝐳

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( 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 )

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐬𝐦*𝐭.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐲𝐲𝐲!!!

Silence camps between them as they enter the hotel room, she placed her suitcase on the left side of the room whilst he placed his on the far right side, He turns to her with a rude look. " This wouldn’t have happened had you let me handle talking to the receptionist! "

" Talking? you were eye fucking her you damn horny creep " She groans, then added. " I swear you can’t go a day without wanting to bury your cock in some girl’s pussy "

" What can I say? the girls love me muñeca " He shrugs nonchalantly, a smug smile evident across his lips.

" No, no … you just think they do, they love the footballer who thinks he’s god’s gift to women when all he is, is a guy who just so happens to know how to roll a ball between his feet, nothing more, nothing less " She said.

" You know, instead of being so uptight — I can help you loosen up " He states with a smirk.

" Wouldn’t you like that? but you know what I’d rather cut off my right arm then have sex with you " She spat.

He chuckles, " That’s funny, you had no problem letting Trent flirt with you "

She rolls her eyes, " Oh here we go! " she murmured, it seemed like he had to comment on her close friendship with the football player, the pair hailed from the same area which allowed them to become closer.

" Don’t lie to me muñeca, you know damn well you’d rather have Trent here with you right now " He said, chuckling smugly. " I swear, it doesn’t take an idiot to see how it is with you two "

" And why are you so worked up about it huh? is your ego bruised because I’m not like every girl that falls down to her knees wanting to suck your dick " She laughs, " Just so you know … you won’t make it in life if you keep thinking like this "

He was about to respond when he noted how furious she seemed, so he opted not to — instead watching as she grabbed her change of clothing to go shower, " Don’t take up all the hot water "

She flipped him off before slamming the bathroom door behind her. He sighs softly, this wasn’t what he envisioned, not even in the slightest.

He didn’t necessarily hate her — if anything he liked her, he really liked her yet he couldn’t find it in him; it was so arduous to tell her as every time he was around her, he’d either end up behaving like a dumb teenager or worse, say the absolute wrong thing which resulted in her getting angry at him.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening, she stepped out, dressed in a t-shirt and shorts, she shot him a glare then said. " There’s hot water if you’re going to shower "

He grabs his change of clothes then looks at her, " At least you didn’t yell at me " he chuckles.

She ignored his remark, busying herself with her laptop.

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" Are you awake? "

Her brows knit in confusion, she turns to face him with a confused expression, the numbers 𝟒:𝟎𝟎𝐚𝐦 — glaring to cast a brief illumination in their hotel room, " What do you want? " she murmured, a ponderous sigh escapes her lips.

He rolls his eyes then whined, " I just want to talk amor, come on "

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes at his childish antics then responded with a sarcastic tone, " Oh lucky me! you, the mighty Darwin Núñez wants to talk to me "

" Why do you have to be so uptight? " He grunts.

" Maybe because you’re an insensitive, self centered prick " She retorted with an eye roll.

" I’m an insensitive prick, you’re the one who would brush me off every time I talk to you " He states, turning to face her. " You have no idea how difficult you are "

" I’m only an ‘uptight’ person because all you do is find new ways to annoy me, who broke the lights last week? you did … who spilt hot coffee all over my papers, you did … who thought it’d be a good idea to play a prank only for me to take four fucking weeks to remove the stench of paint from my office? you … it’s like you enjoyed seeing me suffer " She groans in frustration.

He sighs, " I … "

" You know what … " She interjects, sitting up. " I tried to understand you Darwin, I really did but every time it’s like you shut me out, I don’t get it … "

" I don’t … " He paused, " Yes I was a bit of a cocky prick "

" That’s an understatement " She chuckled dryly before adding. " Darwin, every time we talk or even try to, you either make a disgusting remark about my body, you act as if your god’s gift to women and you flirt with everything that has a pulse, the amount of female interns that came to me with tears because you string them on then leave them … "

A soft sigh escapes his lips, " I … I had no idea at all "

" Of course you didn’t all you do is think about yourself " She rolled her eyes.

" You know what, if you give me a chance … I can show you that I’m not as bad as you think I am " He whispers.

" As If, like I said I’d rather cut off my right arm then sleep with you Núñez " She said.

He sighs, " Fine then, you leave me no choice … " he tugs her in for a searing passionate kiss, his lips devouring hers entirely.

She’d tried to initially resist, only to end up melting in his embrace resulting in him smiling against her lips, he pulls back then whispers. " I told you … "

Before she can respond, he pins her down on the bed to press tantalizingly leisure kisses across the length of her shoulder, " Let me tell you muñeca, I’ve dreamt about this since the day I met you "

His words sent shivers down her spine, " What do you mean? " she whispers.

He lifts his head up, one hand grips her waist while the other rests on the side of her neck, he leans in to kiss her deeply then whisper softly, " I like you, I like you a lot … more than I can explain "

Her eyes widen, " Then why did you …? "

" I was an idiot muñeca, I was a complete idiot that couldn’t for the life of him tell you how he felt … " He chuckles shyly, " Please, tell me you feel the same way or at the very least you’re willing to let me make you happy amor "

She bites down on her lower lip, then tugs him in for a soft kiss that deepened immediately — his hands crawled underneath the shirt to caress her soft skin drawing out soft gasps from her lips, " Darwin " she whimpers.

He smiles then lifts his head up, " Sit up muñeca " he whispers.

She sits up then he followed suit, patting his lap for her to sit on — she giggled then settled on top of his lap, he pulls her in for a kiss before he tugged her shirt over her head, they exchange sweet kisses that grew heated as he gently tugged his boxers down to free his cock, her gaze flickers downwards and she subconsciously licks her lips.

" Sit up muñeca, want to feel you wrapped around my cock " He whispers.

She nods, pushing her panties to the side to allow him to tease her slick pussy with the tip of his cock before he pushed his the entire length of his cock inside of her — the pair releasing a unanimous gasp together, " Fuck " she whispers.

" Jesus muñeca, this is better than all the nights I ever imagined this " He murmurs softly, " Come on, bounce of my cock bebe "

She bites on her lower lip, settling in for a brief moment before she began to move up and down, their hips colliding with each thrust, the pair releasing soft breaths together, he tugs her in for a passionate kiss, " Keep moving bebe, I’m almost there "

" Me too " She moans, biting down on her lip as she threw her head back, " Oh fuck, I’m going to cum "

" Yeah, come on bebe … cum on my cock " He moans softly.

The knot in her lower abdomen explodes as they exchange one last kiss before he pulled her off of him, " Come here " he whispers as he sits on the edge of the bed, " Clean up the mess you made muñeca "

She smirks, shuffling close until she sat down on her knees, she wrapped her hand around the length of his cock while her lips wrapped around the tip of his cock, she leisurely took him inch by her inch while she used her tongue to lick the prominent veins, drawing out strangled moans from him, his hands threads through her hair as she hopped her head up down, using her lips and tongue to coat his cock with her saliva.

" Oh muñeca, you’re so good at this … keep going, keep going … just like that, oh fuck " He moans, " Oh! … keep going, keep going, oh fuck "

Her movements shifted into a rapid pace, as he continued to release ponderous moans and groans, " Fuck, just like that … I’m almost there, I’m almost there … OH FUCK! "

His cock twitched before releasing warm ropes of arousal down her throat, she lapped up every drop until the very last — she pulls back and before she can utter a single word, he tugs her back up to kiss her softly, " I think you know what that means "

" What? " She giggles.

" You’re mine now " He smiles.

[luvsfootball]

can i be your first? - darwin nunez.

you were stood there, middle of the football pitch, watching all of the players and their girlfriend’s kiss each other or show affection.

deep inside, you wished you were them. you wished you had the courage to let darwin know about your feelings.

but here you were, stood next to him with the community shield, as a friend.

“do you want to come back to mine for a drink?” he asked you, and you looked up from your phone to meet his eyes. you pondered on the idea for a moment before deciding you had nothing better to do.

“sure, why not.”

darwin laughed as he grabbed your hand, pulling you towards the changing rooms. everyone else would probably be out there for a while, but darwin was tired and wanted to go home and just spend time with you.

when he was ready, you walked back to his car, hand in hand whilst darwin listened to you boasting about how amazing he played today.

“i mean it, darwin. i’m so proud of you!”

he stopped just in front of his car and looked down at you. “you mean it?”

“of course i do.”

when he first moved to liverpool, he had practically begged you to come with him. you were his childhood friend and the only person he knew that could speak english.

you dropped everything for him. you applied for a new job in a well-paying hospital and rented a nice apartment near darwin’s until you had saved enough for your own house.

“i know i don’t say it much, but i love you. i love how you came here with me and have never stopped believing in me.”

“i love you too, darwin.”

his face fell at your words. darwin knew you didn’t mean it the way he meant it. he hesitated before grabbing your wrist, stopping you from getting in the seat.

“what’s wrong?” you asked whilst looking down at his grip on your wrists. “no, i love you.”

you searched his eyes for any sign of a joke and when you couldn’t find anything, you gasped. darwin was half expecting you to just walk away, but he was utterly shocked when you broke out into a smile.

“i love you too, darwin. more than a friend should love their friend.”

he knew you hadn’t even had your first kiss yet, and was greatful for that because he had longed to be your first for years.

“can i be your first?” he husked, voice octaves lower as his stare flickered between your eyes and lips. you could barely string a sentence together so you settled for a nod.

his lips captured yours and you almost melted when his hands wrapped around your waist. your own ones ran through his hair.

“get a room!”

you both broke apart at the sound of trent’s voice and giggled with each other at the way he was stood. “jesus, i’m feeling more single than ever now.”

[yourstrqly]

can i request a fluff piece for darwin when he gets sick and reader takes care of him?

a/n : i'm currently sick, so this request had to be written 🩶

★ . . STUCK WITH YOU, DN9

As you slowly blinked away the sleepiness this morning, you felt the warmth of your boyfriend's chest radiating off of him, laced with slight stickiness on your cheek.

gently you laid your hand against his forehead, caressing his thick strands of hair behind his ears to feel the temperature — which to your worries didn't feel good at all, way too hot. his cheeks were tinted with red, and his forehead showed wrinkles, which most definitely were caused by the brewing sickness.

you decided to let him sleep in, pulling the blanket up to his chin and on silent feet you pushed open the door to go to the kitchen were you'd search for his mother's soup recipe, she had always cooked for him whenever he was sick as a child.

the first ingredient on the list was a whole chicken, which you didn't have on hand, so you used its legs, cleaned under water and then you tucked them in a pot filled with water. you continued to brush the vegetables, roasting the star anise and other spices, all while calling in sick at work for darwin and yourself — you didn't want to leave him alone whilst him being sick and you loved to care for him; also he didn't get sick often, thus you could allow yourself to do so.

putting on the kettle, you placed down fluffy pillows and blankets on the sofa as well as the medicine he'd have to take and two mugs for the tea.

you didn't notice darwin walking through the door nor you heard him blowing his nose, too far in your element.

It's only when his arms wrap around your waist and he leans much of his weight on you that you notice his presence.

"Ow you poor baby, catched a cold, hm?", you cooed at him, turning around in his embrace to face your gentle giant. fingertips gazed on his face, feeling the slight stumble of a beard and the heat. he looked sickly pale, nose runny and irritation had drawn around his nose and eyes.

darwin only closed his eyes, head resting on yours, letting you guide him to the kitchen table, where a buttered toast laid on a plate. you grabbed the plate and pulled him to the sofa, letting him down softly on his favourite spot. the man seemingly melted again the plush pillows.

reaching for the teapot, you filled the mugs with freshly made camomile tea and brought the toast wordlessly to darwins mouth. he took a bit, displeased with the food as he wasn't hungry at all.

"you have to eat, baby", you said, holding the toast in front of his mouth, "if you want to recover fast, you have to eat to take your medicine. hoop hoop."

he groaned but obliged. "You're a witch, y/n, a bad one", he grumbled after he ate the whole slice and took the small pill.

you rolled your eyes and pressed a kiss to his forehead. he was just a baby when sick.

[lfc21]

Hii!! love ur fics ❤️ could you maybe write something where the reader is let’s say Trent or Ox’s sister or something, who also happens to be a football player, and she meets Darwin in one of his very first Anfield games. Maybe he’s lost or needs help in anything, I’ll let you decide that; but basically she helps him out in something and he tells her “hey i know you, you’re *player*’s sister and you also play, right?” and stuff yk and then he asks her out on a date later? Thanks!

A date?

TW: fluff

Summary: when you start your new job as a sky sports presenter the last thing you wanted was to fall head over heels for a Uruguayan striker.

"Y/n!" Trent shouted as he made his way back into the training rooms. You had just started your job in media for sky sports, which meant more football talk, more cold evenings standing at random stadiums and a whole lot more flirty footballers.

"Trent!" You shouted back in the same manner as you noticed your brother run back into the tunnel. You stood inside Anfield with yourself and Jamie Carragher as you waited for your queue to go outside. You still couldn't get used to the idea of having to spend way more time with your brother, as much as you loved him he did still seem to get on your nerves.

"You alright?" He asked with a smile as he swung his arm around your small shoulders. You pulled your face at the act of the already sweaty body attached to your side.

"Trent you are so sweaty" You explained trying to push your way from him without gagging. He simply laughed at your dramatics and went on his way into the changing room.

"Brother and sister love ey?" Jamie asked with a laugh as you simply shuck your head in annoyance at his question. You both got the heads up to go out onto the pitch. As you both wandered out you noticed a tall confused-looking man standing at the end of the tunnel. "Darwin!" Jamie called with a smile as he noticed the new uragyuan signing. His head snapped up at the announcement of his name.

"Jamie?" Darwin said as in a question as he wasn't completely sure if his brain was correct as to who it was in front of him. The striker had recognised the man from many champions league nights at Anfield and many interviews stood outside in the cold English weather.

"Are you alright? The lads have just come inside" Jamie pointed out as he pointed to the changing room where the lads were racing into. You stood silently next to the ex Liverpool player as you both tried to make sense of the strikers actions.

"Klopp told me to wait for him!" He said with a smile as he also started to make sense of his own doing. "I guess he has forgotten" He added with a laugh as his hand glided across his slick back bun.

"Y/n you wait with him for a second whilst I grab Klopp he is only down there" Jamie explained as he ran off to find the german manager standing on the pitch talking to his assistant manager. You nervously stood next to the man not knowing what words were best in this situation.

"So do you like it here?" You asked with a smile as you looked up at the 6-foot-2 player. You had never noticed how perfectly placed his eyes were and how his lips turned up into the warmest and most inviting smile. The feeling of butterflies was the only emotion taking over you right now. Every action of his own sent your legs into jelly and your mouth watering.

"Yes I do very much," He said back with a small giggle as he messed with the shin pads placed in his hands. His eyes were attached to you as if he was trying to make something clear in his mind. "Your Trent's sister right?" He quickly asked with relief as his mind finally clicked into place.

"Oh yes, I am," You said carefully, slightly taken back at his level of knowledge about you. "I work for sky sports now with Jamie" You added trying to stay clear of the point of being Trent Alexander Arnolds' sister. As much as you loved your brother being a footballer, you also loved the idea of making a name for yourself and not being someone's relative.

"Wow that's cool" He replied with those sparkling dark orbs. Your eyes were attached to his delicately sculpted face and his perfect sun-kissed glow.

"Darwin! Let's get you inside, your going to start tonight Bobby has picked up an injury" Klopp explained with hushed tones from the tunnel as he ushered the man inside. Klopp shot you a wide grin at the familiar sighting of you. "I have an interview with you after the game don't I?" Klopp added as he pushed open the changing room door for darwin.

"Yes! me and Jamie" You explained as your eyes where magnets to the large body going through the door. Darwin sent you a signature smirk as he passed through and you could of sworn your legs where about to buckle in. You had never seen the man in this light before but you couldn't help but want more from him.

-

As the minutes went by and you were sat hoping and waiting in the extra time your eyes yet again wandered over to the striker running for his dear life. You couldn't help but admire the way his hand came to his forehead pushing away the beads of sweat which ran down his face and the way he shouted to his teammates for the ball. He was adapting so quickly and as were you, you were adapting to his appearance more and more. You urged him to speak to him again. The final whistle blew and the sound of the Kop was the one thing to be heard. You jumped up out of your seats in the media room with glee as the celebrations were among you. Darwin had managed a hattrick causing a wave of proud emotions to come through your body.

-

As soon as you arrived on the pitch to interview some of the chosen players your eyes immediately met Darwins. He was standing answering a million and one questions from someone until his eyes captured yours, he shot you a cheeky wink before continuing with his interview.

"I think someone fancies you" Jamie pointed out as he nudged your arm with a laugh. You rolled your eyes at the man beside you as you moved your head away quickly to avoid any attention on your blushing cheeks.

"Oh shut up its just cocky footballers" You explained with a laugh as you lied straight through your teeth. Jamie knew you were lying yet the idea of him broadcasting it across the world whilst the man in question and your brother were around didn't seem to appealing. As you shuck the words that Jamie said off of you, you noticed the familiar man walking towards you, clearly finished with the press.

"Have you got a second?" Darwin asked you as he stood next to Jamie opposite you.

"Actually I am supposed to do an inte-"

"She has more than a second" Jamie said cutting you off and pushing you towards the man. You gave him a stern look before following Darwin down the tunnel. You could have killed Jamie at that very moment but you were also thankful. Your nerves were the one thing that was going to stop you in this whole situation.

"Is everything ok?" You softly asked as he took you both to one side.

"Yeah, everything is great actually" He started with his sweet Uragyuan accent running through your ears. "I was just wondering if you wanted to go out with me tonight. you know for some drinks?" He asked with a soft smile and sparkly eyes. Your heart stopped in your body at his ask, you thought the idea of equal attraction was far from the truth but it was not.

"I finish work late" You started as you watched his face turn low and his expression becomes somewhat of a sour view. "So it would have to be a late drink, around nine?" You added with a smile as you watched his face light up at the added news and question. You hoped this was the start of something so much more, rather than just a cocky footballer. You were thanking God for your brothers' great football skills and your skills at being an incredible media member.

Hey guys 👋🏻 I know this isn't exactly the request but I thought this could be a nicer idea 😄 I hope you still enjoyed this piece 😊 please leave feedback and requests 👏 have a great day 🥰 2022 masterlist ❤️ 2023 masterlist ❤️

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