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kinzis-writing · 7 months

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Summary: After a horrible break-up, Y/N, decided to pack up and move her life from Buffalo, NY to Cincinnati, OH. She would be closer to her manager and she would be in the area where her podcast began. What she didn’t expect was to find a new relationship in another football player. <summary freaking sucks, and I wish I could write my summaries better but they are what they are.>

Pairing/Fandom: Tee Higgins x Fem! Reader! (NFL)

Warning(s): use of Taylor swifts songs as own (all rights go to her), bad guy! Josh Allen (sorry), fluff, maybe some angst, a few choice words.

All music, gifs, photos, etc. goes to their rightful owners. I am just using these in my imagine, so please don’t be rude.

I hate how I ended this, but I was not sure exactly how you wanted it! let me know if you wanted something different! based on this request. *Not edited so may have grammar/spelling erros.*

“How dare he! How dare he say that I am too immature and that’s why the relationship ended.” Y/N spoke to her friend Olivia who was sitting down beside where she was standing.

The girl had moved back to Cincinnati over eight months ago, her and josh had been broken up for a little over a year now. He had already moved on, seeing as he had made the news with an actress.

“Actually he said that he dated a lot of immature girls and that’s why he’ll never date someone younger than him again.” Olivia corrected Y/N as she gave the girl a look.

“I’m going to kill him.” Y/N grumbled as she plopped down on the couch.

“Woah, who’s going to face the wrath of Y/N today?” Joe burrow asked as he walked into the living room and gave Olivia a kiss before placing his bag down. Ja’Marr, Tee, Logan, Sam, and Tyler made their way in after him.

“Josh, that’s who.” Olivia spoke up knowing that Y/N was in distress right now. “Trying to ruin her reputation.”

Y/N huffed at what Olivia told the guys before glancing around at the Bengals players. “I’m pissed, but maybe it’s because I’m too immature.” She mocked, throwing her head back. “That dick acts like I was ten years younger than him. I’m 24, and he’s 26.” Y/N then turned to Logan who she knew had played college ball with Josh. "Did he ever try to ruin any of his other ex's?"

Logan shrugged not really knowing what to say. He had played with Josh in Wyoming, but was unsure about much else concerning his love life. What the guys did know was that Y/N was far from immature and everyone on the team loved her, the significant others included.

"He's just mad because he lost the best girl he ever had." Tee spoke up, the guys nodding in agreement.

It was no secret that Tee and Y/N were close. They were often mistaken for a couple when they were out in public together and the two had set the record straight multiple times. After Y/N moved to Ohio, Tee was the one to help her through the rough patch of healing from her break-up with Allen.

"Channel that anger into a number one hit and put him in his place." Sam suggested as he sat down on one of the chairs in the living room.

"I've already started," Y/N mumbled getting all the attention on her. Usually she shared her songs with Tee or Olivia. This one had been kept secret because she wasn't sure how she felt about it. "I don't know how I feel about because I wrote it about Josh and then one of my songwriting friends wrote one part and it doesn't even match him."

Olivia gave Joe a knowing look before he nodded and left the living room, returning with a guitar that Y/n had accidentally left. "You are not leaving this house until you give us a snippet." Olivia spoke sternly while Joe placed the guitar in Y/N's lap.

The girl rolled her eyes before gesturing for everyone to sit down, tee making sure to sit next to her, she opened up her phone and ran over the lyrics quickly. "you know what they say, you can't help who you fall for. And you and I fell like an early spring snow, but reality crept in, you said we're too different. You laughed at my dreams, rolled your eyes at my jokes. Mr. Superior thinkin' do you have all the space that you need? I don't have to be your shrink to know that you'll never be happy and I bet you think about me."

"That'll do it." Logan spoke before letting out a laugh. Y/N rolled her eyes and sat the guitar down on the coffee table.

"I bet you think about me, is the name of the song." Y/N mumbled before standing up, "I think I'm going to go. I have to record a podcast episode tomorrow and I need to get ready for that."

"I'll walk you out." Tee offered as Y/N told their friends bye.

Y/N collected her stuff before going to slip on her shoes. She and tee slipped out of the Burrow household and made their way to her Toyota. She carefully put her items in the backseat before turning to face her best friend.

“I, uh, I just wanted to tell you that I’m fully over Josh.” She spoke up her gaze locking on the guy she has liked for the past five months. “You’ve helped me through everything and I just didn’t want you to think that it was all for nothing. I just worry about my jobs and such.”

Tee nodded, “I know.” He assured her. He quickly opened her car door once he realized she was going to open it. “Do you want company tomorrow?”

A grin made its way onto Y/N’s face, “I’d like that.”

“Yeah?” He asked. His own smile growing in his face. Y/N nodded before biting her lip. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“See you, Tamaurice.” Y/N replied causing the man to groan.

“Really, why you gotta use my full name.” Y/N just smirked before getting in her car and slowly pulling out of the drive to head towards her house.

"What's your take on the whole "every NFL player cheats on their significant other" thought process?" Y/N asked as she sat across from one of her friends, Allison Kuch. Her husband had previously played for the Cleveland browns and that was how the two girls had gotten close.

"I hate it." She laughed as she glanced at the two guys sitting behind the camera. Isaac was sitting next to Tee as the girls recorded Y/N's podcast episode. "I don't particularly think that the NFL would make someone cheat."

"Right." Y/N nodded, "If they are gonna cheat then they will no matter their job." Y/N finished.

"I read many articles about that being your case and I was like.. that doesn't sound right. I think it's funny how the media takes things and runs with it." Allison spoke into the microphone.

Y/N let out a small huff before nodding her head, "yeah, they do. I remember when the news hit that Josh and I broke up, which we had been broken up for two months before media and fans put it together. There were articles saying I was out with another guy in New York and then there were some saying Josh was hanging out with his ex and others. It was definitely many lies being told." Y/N agreed before moving onto the next question.

"I have a question for you, actually." Allison spoke up gaining the attention of Y/N. "Do you think that Josh ruined any plans to ever get with a professional athlete again?"

The question had gained the attention of Tee who was talking to Isaac about the upcoming football season. Y/N let out a nervous laugh, "Uh, no. I mean, the whole immature jab was hurtful but if you have bitter ex's then." Y/N shrugged not knowing how to continue that sentence. "My thought process is that one guy does not define the entire population. Josh does not define the NFL men population, you know?"

Allison nodded before the two carried on with the episode and eventually called it quits. After the podcast was over, Allison and Isaac had told the two goodbye and left to head back to their hotel. Tee was helping Y/N pick up her podcast room and get her equipment situated before they had shut the lights off and closed the door.

"You hungry? I was thinking about making dinner." Y/N mumbled as she walked into her kitchen and leaned back against the counter. She was trying to think of what to make that sounded good to her. Truth be told, since her break-up she hadn't been eating as much which was causing her to lose weight.

"I'm good with whatever." Tee shrugged as he came to a stop in front of her and leaned against the island. "Does it bother you that people ask about Josh?"

The girl in front of him shrugged, "Not really. He's part of my past and people want to know, and I think talking about it can be healing." she explained thinking about her past with the NFL quarterback. "Does it bother you that people ask about him?"

Tee was taken back by that question. He was not expecting to have her reconcile that question back to him. "A little, maybe." He muttered not knowing how she would take the new information.

Y/N nodded, the butterflies swarming in her stomach. "Can I play you a song that I've been working on?" she asked almost shyly. It was strange for her not to be outgoing around him. He had been her best friend for almost a year now and she had never cowered under him.

"Course." Tee agreed as he followed Y/N to her living room. She had her guitar, notebook, and pen laid out neatly on her coffee table.

Y/N picked up her guitar once they got situated on the couch and started the chords for the song. It was an upbeat song which she would have to give him an idea of what the acoustic would sound like. "we kept everything professional, but something's changed, it's somethin' I like. They keep watchful eyes on us, so it's best that we move fast and keep quiet. You won't believe half the things I see inside my head, wait 'til you see half the things that haven't happened, yet." She sang carefully.

Her eyes stayed on the notepad as she sang, scared to see her best friend's reaction. "but what would you do, if I went to touch you now? What would you do if they never found us out? what would you do if we never made a sound? Cause I can see you waitin' down the hall for me, I can see you up against the wall with me, and what would you do? baby if you only knew. That I can see you, throw your jacket on the floor, I can see you make me want you even more, what would you do, baby if you only knew. That I can see you." She finished singing the snippet of her almost finished song.

Y/N carefully laid her guitar back in its previous spot and turned towards her best friend. "What do you think?" she asked nervously.

The Bengal's wide receiver nodded, "it's great." He told the girl his honest opinion. "Did someone inspire it or was it one of those late-night thoughts you get?"

"You, inspired it." Y/n mumbled knowing that it was now or never to get her feelings out there. She wanted to tell him before he met someone else and did not have the chance for him to see her like that. Tee stared at her for a good couple of minutes unknowing what to say. "Can you please say something?" she asked after the long silence. Her stomach was churning from nerves.

"You wrote a sexual song about me?"

"Now you make it sound horrible." Y/n muttered as she stood up trying to ease her stomach. The bile was slowly rising in her throat and she was unsure of how to take back what she had just said. "It's fine that you don't feel the same way, really. We can forget that I ever said anything."

"We could," Tee spoke as he stood up, causing Y/N's throat to burn even more. "Or we could make your song a reality..." he trailed. Y/n froze on the spot, her churning stomach coming to a halt as she felt relief flood her body. "What was it again?" He asked pretending to think. "I can see you up against the wall with me?" he asked. Y/N nodded unsure of his next move.

Without warning, he lifted her up by her thighs and placed then around his toned waist and carefully walked them backwards until her back hit the hallway wall. Y/n's heart was beating in her chest, her stomach was fluttering. The girl raised her eyes up to meet his brown ones, the closeness of them making her yearn for him. "You feel the same way?" she mumbled not sure what to say as her hands landed on the back of his neck. His braids tickled her knuckles a bit, but it was a feeling she loved.

Instead of answering, he carefully leaned closer and locked lips with the girl he had wanted since he met her. It was everything that they had both expected and even more than what they were expecting.

*About a year and some months later* (I guess around this 2023 season)

The last year had been going great for Y/N, she had her man that she was in love with, she had a successful album which consisted of her single about Josh and the one about Tee, and better yet, her relationship had been kept private for the most part.

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The game had not gone as expected, many thought that the Raven's would lose but it turned out to be a loss for the Bengals. Y/N was still extremely proud of Tee, he had gotten 12 of the 24 points that they had made. Fans were leaving the stadium, most wearing Bengals gear, while some were in Raven's gear.

"Hi," a voice stopped Y/N as she was starting to head towards the Bengals locker room. "Can I get a picture?" The younger girl asked holding out her phone. Y/N gave the girl a smile and nodded before bending down to her level and getting a picture of the two. "Thank you. I really like you being friends with the Bengals, my dad makes me wear a raven's jersey because my mom likes Joe burrow."

Y/N gave the little girl a small smile, "well, I'll make sure to tell Joe and the team all about you." she said softly before she felt a presence beside of her. "It was nice to meet you."

"You too, thank you to much!" the fan replied before running off to find her family.

Y/N stood up and turned around to be met with Olivia who was probably heading to wait for Joe. Both girls headed towards the locker room and stopped outside when they could hear Zac Taylor’s voice. He was ranting while also trying to encourage them not to give up. It was obvious to Y/N that he was trying to get onto the team while keeping their hopes high.

Pretty soon after coach was done ranting, the boys started walking out talking amongst themselves. “Hey you.” Y/N greeted Tee softly once she seen him and pushed herself off the wall. “You did good out there.”

“Coulda been better.” Tee shrugged as his arms went to wrap around her waist.

“Hey!” Y/N scolded slightly. “12 points is still amazing.” She assured, her hands locking around his neck.

Tee gave her a small smile and pulled her into him. Their season was starting out horrible, and every single one of them hated it. Y/N squeezed her boyfriend before pulling back a bit, "You ready to get out of here?" she asked softly a twinkling in her eye that Tee had caught.

"for sure."

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dreamonseems · 1 year

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Cry Baby

Erling Haaland X Female Reader

Summary: Reader is helping Erling pack for a away game, and he gets distracted by her short.

⚠️ Warning: Smut!!!

"Do you have enough socks and underwear for the trip?"

"Uh, yeah, I think so."

"Are you sure? You always forget something."

Y/N can feel that Erling is distracted and not paying attention to anything she's saying. She's helping Erling pack his bag for the upcoming away game. She notices that he keeps staring at her.

She's wearing a pair of super tight shorts that show off her curves, and she can tell that Erling is having a hard time focusing on anything else. His eyes are just lingering on her shorts.

"I'm sure. I can always buy something if I forget."

"Okay, well, I packed your favorite snacks and a book for the flight."

Clearing his throat, "Thanks, babe. Those shorts look really good on you."

"Is that all you've been thinking about this whole time?"

Grinning, he says, "Maybe."

Rolling her eyes, "You're lucky I find it cute. Now, focus on packing."

"Right, sorry. But seriously, you look amazing."

"Thanks, baby. Now, finish up before you forget something important."

Erling stood in front of her with a pout on his face, pretending to be sad. "Okay, okay. But can I have a kiss before we continue?" he asked, giving her his best puppy-dog eyes.

She couldn't help but smile at his antics. "Of course, you can," she said, leaning in to give him a quick peck on the lips.

But Erling wasn't satisfied with just one kiss. "Another, please," he begged, making Y/N giggles.

"You're insatiable," she teased but leaned in to give him another kiss.

"I need another kiss, baby," Erling said, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Baby, we have to finish packing. You have an early flight tomorrow," she reminded him, still smiling.

"Sweetheart, you're saying no, but I can tell your eyes are saying yes," Erling said, leaning in closer to her.

"Okay, just one more, and then we really have to finish packing," she relented, giggling as she stood on her tiptoes to reach his lips.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Erling said, breaking the kiss.

"Did what?" She asked innocently.

"Wear these bloody shorts that make your ass look amazing," Erling accused, grinning at her.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said, smirking.

"Yes, you do. You did it so it's harder to leave you. Hmm, you're being a little sneaky brat, aren't you?" Erling teased.

"Maybe I just wanted to give you something to remember me while you're out there being a superstar footballer who all the girls want a piece of," batting her eyelashes at him.

But Erling's playful expression quickly turned serious. "Baby, hold on. Let's take a break from sexy talk for a minute. Are you scared like this every time I go on an away game? Are you afraid I'll see some other girl and cheat on you?" he asked, concern etched on his face.

Y/N looked away, unable to meet his gaze. "I...I... I trust you, but... I can't help but think that maybe I'm not enough," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

Erling gently took her face in his hands and made her look at him. "Y/N, do I make you feel this way, like you're not enough?" he asked, his heart breaking at the thought that he might be failing as a good boyfriend.

"No, no, no, baby, of course not. You make me feel like a queen. I just... I hear so many stories about the other players' girlfriends or ex-girlfriends, and sometimes, I feel scared. But I trust you, baby, I really do. I just kind of let my insecurities get the best of me," she explained, tears welling up in her eyes.

Erling tenderly wiped away her tears and caressed her face. "Baby, I love you so fucking much. You're so beautiful, but not just on the outside. What makes you even more beautiful is everything that makes you Y/N. I love that you support me in everything I do, that you're never afraid to put me in my place when I need it, or that you're always willing to help anyone who needs it. I love how you always put our families first, that you'll drop anything at any moment if they need you for anything. The fact that you're so nerdy about historical shows and movies, that you eat the top of your muffins first because you think it's the best part that you hate tea but still drink it when someone offers it to you because you're afraid to be rude. Baby, you're the most amazing person I know, and you make me feel like the only guy in the world. Why would I want anyone else? You're my one and only," Erling declared, pulling her into a warm embrace.

Her eyes are welling up with tears as she tries to compose herself, but she can't hold back the flood of emotions any longer. Erling gently rubs her cheeks, and she leans into him, feeling safe in his arms.

"Oh, I almost forgot," Erling says with a smirk, "I also love that you're a crybaby."

She chuckles through her tears, "I'm your crybaby," she says, giving him a playful push. He grabs her arm and pulls her close, hugging her tightly. They both relish in the comfort of being in each other's arms.

Erling's hand trails down to Y/N's backside, and he can't help but grab a handful. "These shorts are still distracting, though," he whispers in her ear.

Y/N eyes light up mischievously, "Oh yeah? Should I take them off?"

"Mmm, I would love that," he says, playfully smacking her ass.

She gives him a little push, and he sits back on the bed. "Oh, am I getting a show?" he says excitedly.

She puts a finger on his lips, shushing him, "I'm in charge right now. Just sit back and enjoy."

She grabs her phone and plays a sultry song, moving her hips in a seductive way as she slowly starts stripping off her clothes, piece by piece. Erling sits back and enjoys the view, struggling to hold back from touching her.

When Y/N is standing before him in all her naked beauty, she slowly helps him undress, and then she pushes him onto the bed. Climbing on top of him, they start making out and exploring each other's bodies.

She can feel how hard Erling is, and she finally takes matters into her own hands, pumping his dick a few times before guiding it to her entrance and sitting on it. They both let out a moan as she slowly starts moving her hips up and down, letting herself adjust to his size.

Erling grunts and reaches for her hips to create more friction, but she slaps his hands away. "No touching. I'm in charge, remember," she says, a playful smirk on her lips.

"Fuck, baby, you're killing me," Erling grunts, but she just continues doing all the work herself. She puts her hand on his chest for better stability and starts fucking herself on his dick harder and faster.

She can see how hard of a time Erling is having, not being able to touch her and fuck her the way he wants. "You want to fuck me harder, baby?" she gasps out. "Fuck, yes," he grunts.

"You want to just hold me down and fuck me into the mattress?" she smirks down at him. She can feel her orgasm nearing, surprised she hasn't broken yet and let him have his way.

"Fuck, baby, I could ruin you," he says, moaning, and that does it. Y/N orgasms just by hearing those words come out of his mouth. She's able to moan out, "Fucking ruin me, baby, make me cry," and that's all Erling needs to hear to flip them over.

He has her in all fours, and he slides back into her, starting to drill into her, thrusting as hard and as fast as he can. He's holding her so tightly that he can see the marks appear on her already, and she's becoming a drooling, screaming mass.

She's definitely losing her voice tonight. "Are you coming again, baby girl? Hmm, is my little cry baby coming again?" Erling teased, feeling her squirting all over his dick. He could feel himself nearing his own orgasm, and he knew it wouldn't be long now.

"Please, please cum in me, please. I need it," Y/N begged, turning her head to look back at him with tears in her eyes and her face and lips red with pleasure.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he moaned, feeling the intensity building inside of him. With two more thrusts, he hit his orgasm, and he came deep inside her sweet walls, his body shaking with pleasure.

They stayed in that position for a few moments, catching their breaths and enjoying the sensation of their bodies entwined. Finally, Erling pulled out of her and lay down on the bed beside her, pulling her into his arms.

"That just now was another reason for you not worry because I can't get enough of you," he said, kissing her neck gently.

"I know, I feel the same way," she replied, her eyes sparkling with love and affection.

His hand slowly trailed down her back, sending a tingle through her body. She knew what was coming next, and she couldn't wait. As he moved to kiss her.

His fingers played with her hair as she traced his face with her finger, marveling at the contours and lines of his handsome features. She couldn't help but feel a rush of desire wash over her, and she knew that he could feel it too.

"If you keep giving me that look, we'll have to go again," he teased, his eyes burning with passion.

She couldn't resist his playful nature and smirked at him, snapping out of her daze. "Well, I guess we aren't getting any sleep tonight," she giggled, knowing that their passion for each other would keep them up all night.

Erling will be tired tomorrow morning when he has to catch his flight, but it's worth it. With a growl, he pounced on her again, their bodies entwining in a fiery dance of love and lust. As they moved together, their bodies intertwined, they knew that they were meant to be together forever.

No matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, their love burning brightly like a flame that could never be extinguished.

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reartem · 6 months

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In the competitive pursuit to outdo his brother Demetrius academically and in sports, Damian Desmond has fervently trained for the impending football matches. While his older brother shone brightly in archery, Damian delved into football without a clear reason, only to find a burgeoning passion through persistent practice and dedication.

Yet, little does Damian realize, there's a silent observer who has been clandestinely watching his tireless efforts with growing admiration from afar.

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pkmn-smashorpass · 3 months

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I should have been prepared for the ghost fuckers but I sure wasn’t

#I once again apologize for being behind on asks #I had a super busy weekend #long story short I smoked my bf at mini golf #I accidentally went to a swinger party #and I saw the superbowl for the first time #Taylor Swift won btw #Super Bowl spoilers #not a swiftie #but I think it’s funny how mad people are about her at football games #ask #anon #dusclops #pkmn smash or pass #pokemon smash or pass #smash or pass #pokemon #pkmn

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errythinisblue · 2 years

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I love your writing! Can you do an imagine with mason? Like, he gets home and you're watching yourself in the mirror but when you notice him you hide your body and then he realise you're insecure. You have a talk abt how you don't feel good enough for him and he says that you're perfect for him. And then something extra fluffy.

Hiya babe! I’m finally back with your request! Sorry it took me quite some time to write this, as these themes are quite personal to me (yeah I suffered from eating disorders in the past 🙈) but anyway, I hope you like what came out of it! 🤍🤍🤍

One of those days.

Mason Mount x Y/N

Summary: What started as a playful morning turns into some quite disturbing thoughts for our Y/N… but Mason is there to save her day, as always.

Warnings: mention of eating disorders, insecure reader. (Don’t read if these themes trigger you please!)

gif credits to @movnt

The sound of keys turning in the front door’s lock woke you up from your peaceful sleep, followed by some quick steps up the stairs.

You turned on your back, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you yawned. The alarm clock on the nightstand read 7.45 am; it was then you knew all the noise that woke you up was Mason coming back home from his usual morning run.

“Hey sleepyhead,” he chirped as he dived on the bed, his weight resting on his hands on both sides of your face as he shifted closer to you before he lowered his face to leave a featherlight kiss on your lips, “Hi!”

“Hi… oh God! Ew Mase you stink!” you half laughed as you put your hand in front of your face.

“I don’t stink!” he frowned, pointing his forefinger at you as he watched you nod your head at him.

“Of course you do! Look at you! You’re all sweaty and gross!” you told him while you tried to push him away. But his face told you in an instant that he was up to no good, as his fingers quickly went under your - his - t-shirt and started tickling you. Your stomach made a strange flip as his skin touched yours and you tried your best not to flinch at the contact; luckily his playful touch and his contagious laughter made quick work of distracting you from the not-so-unfamiliar feeling that was settling in the pit of your stomach.

“Am I still stinky and gross??” he giggled as he couldn’t help but look at you with his pools of chocolate full of love and playfulness, “Tell me!”

“Yes!” you managed to say in between laughter, “You’re still very gross!”

“Oh well, you’re gonna be stinky and sweaty and gross too then my love!” Mason said as in a matter of seconds he was pressing his sweaty face in the crook of your neck, occasionally leaving kisses and gentle bites here and there on your skin while he pressed his body on top of yours.

“No Mase!” you laughed as you tried to close the space between your shoulder and your neck, even if it was not so useful since you couldn’t do anything against his attack.

“What?? I can’t hear you!” he chuckled, the adorable sound going straight to your heart and making it jump in your chest.

“Okay okay!” you giggled as you raised your hands in surrender, “I was wrong, you don’t stink! You’re just very sweaty…but you don’t stink!” you were quick to add as the look on Mason’s face was telling you he would have no mercy on you if you didn’t say what he wanted to hear.

“See?? It wasn’t that hard!” he shrugged his shoulders as he pecked your lips one last time before he was back on his feet once again, “But you should come and take a shower with me…since you’re covered in my sweat now.” he playfully winked at you as he offered you his hand. You looked at it for a moment, as the unpleasant feeling was back. All of a sudden the thought of being naked in front of him made you nauseous.

“Fiiine! You won!” you groaned as you tried to push those bad thoughts aside while you put your hand in his warm, bigger one, concentrating instead on the little time you had with your boyfriend before he’d have to leave for training.

But your head wasn’t really in the moment. Or better it was, just not in the way you wanted it to be, and you really hoped Mason wouldn’t notice that.

You watched him as he turned on the shower, his now naked body and his defined muscles on full display for your eyes, and your eyes only.

Yeah your eyes, those same eyes that caught your naked reflection in the bathroom’s mirror, while an intrusive thought was becoming more prominent within seconds…

Look at him…and look at you. You’re-

“Care to tell me what’s going on in that head of yours? You’re unusually silent this morning…” Mason’s voice interrupted your thinking, like a cold shower.

There it was, the question you were dreading the most had been asked. You knew you had no chance Mason was going to buy any of your excuses, but you had to at least give it a go, as you didn’t want to worry him with your stupid thoughts.

Yeah stupid thoughts, but deep down you know he deserves better.

“Nothing, I just didn’t sleep well…” you softly smiled as you shook your head.

“Okay now I wish I didn’t wake you…” he giggled as he took your hand in his once again, tightly this time.

See? He has bought your excuse ‘cause he doesn’t really care. Nobody cares about you.

“But I promise I’m gonna make it up to you now…” he added with his now low voice that was full of lusty promises, yet it only made you even more anxious if it was possible, “Or maybe not?” Mason asked as he frowned at you, noticing the shift in your body language.

“Can we not?” you stuck out your lower lip at him, as you tried to keep your tears at bay.

“Only if you tell me what’s wrong…” his voice was quick in turning into a sweeter, soothing one, as he dragged you under the warm spring of water, “And I’m not gonna take ‘Nothing’ as an answer.”

Tell him. He must see how ugly you are, he will definitely agree on this.

“It’s nothing really-”

“What did I just tell you?” he asked as he smiled down at you, while his face and beard were adorned by little droplets of water.

“I’m just tired Mase, really…” you faked a laugh as you leaned your forehead on his chest, hoping you could hide from his stare, “I told you I wasn’t able to sleep last night… plus my head is all over the place, it must be the PMS I suppose…”

Well that’s not completely a lie, congratulations.

“Why were you trying to act like it was nothing then?”

“Because it’s nothing! And I don’t want to be a burden to you because it’s stupid and-”

“Shhh! Shhh. Stop it. It’s not stupid. I care about you…” Mason whispered against your hair, as he held you tightly while the water washed down both of your bodies, and washed away some of your stray tears too, “I love you and I want you to know that you can tell me everything. But hey! I thought this was clear!” he giggled before he kissed the top of your head.

“The only thing that’s clear is that you stink.” you half laughed as his words soothed you a little bit.

“Oh you’re so in for it now!”

Mason couldn’t help but think about you all day long. He couldn’t keep you out of his mind, as something wasn’t adding up to him.

He couldn’t focus properly during training; everything he could think about was how strange and unusual your behaviour was this morning. His mind was running a mile a minute even now that he was driving back home, back to you.

He couldn’t help but think about the way you almost retracted when he grazed your skin with his fingertips while you still were in bed this morning, or the way you went rigid when he jokingly (or maybe not so jokingly) proposed you a round of shower sex…why did that proposition make you anxious? Why did he get the impression you couldn’t stand the little touches that you two always shared?

Of course you must have been tired, it wasn’t that he didn’t believe you when you told him you couldn’t sleep, or when you said you were nearing your period; but instead, it was as if he couldn’t shake the feeling there was more to this that meets the eye. He knew you’d battled with eating disorders in the past, he knew all the signals in fact, he just wished they weren’t coming back.

“Hey angel I’m home!” he said as soon as he stepped foot in the house, “Y/N?” he called out for you since you didn’t reply as you would always do.

Mason frowned, and as soon as he left his shoes by the door he made his way up the stairs, the light coming from your shared bedroom guiding him and telling him you must have been in there.

He silently neared the door, and the sight he was met with made his heart beat faster and faster before it almost stopped.

You stood there, in front of the mirror, with just a set of black lingerie on. The look on your face was enough to let Mason understand what was really happening inside your head. How stupid of him it was, he should have thought sooner that…

…that it was one of those days.

You looked at your reflection in the mirror, your face showed no emotions and your eyes were numb, just as numb as your chest felt. Your hands were running up and down your body, grabbing at the skin, and stopping on the parts of it that you really couldn’t stand the sight of.

You don’t deserve him.

You sighed as you placed some strands of your hair behind your ears, gulping down as you closed your eyes tightly, hoping it helped you erase those thoughts from your brain.

You knew recovering from what you’ve been through wouldn’t be the easiest of tasks, but you had Mason next to you, ready to catch you whenever you’d need him to. And with him even the biggest of relapses was bearable. Mason. Just thinking about him was enough to ease your anxiety a little, as your breathing slowed down and you felt like you could look at your reflection once again.

As soon as you opened your eyes, you were met with a pair of brown orbs staring right into your reflection. Mason’s.

“Hey…You’re back…” you said as, out of instinct, you tried to hurry up and cover your body, grabbing one of Mason’s t-shirts from the wardrobe to wear.

“I am…” he said as he came to stand in front of you, precisely in between you and the mirror, “Are you finished stealing my clothes?” he smiled sweetly at you, watching as you were about to put his t-shirt on.

“Not really, no…” you smiled back, grateful that he wasn’t asking how you were doing.

“Don’t.”

“Don’t what Mase?”

“You know I love seeing you wear my clothes,” he said, taking your hands (and his t-shirt) in his, “but I don’t want you to hide yourself from me… please…”

“Mason I… I don’t want you to look at me… not when I’m like this…”

“When you’re what? Beautiful? Gorgeous?” he said, his hands leaving yours and moving to your face, as his thumbs caressed your cheeks, “I know it’s one of those days, those shitty days we both hate so much… but it’s just me… You don’t have to hide from me… you never have to hide from me.”

Those words were all it took to break your walls. And to make you burst into tears.

“I’m so sorry Mase…”

“Hey, there’s nothing to be sorry for… I’m here, I’m not going anywhere.” Mason said as he placed a slow, gentle kiss on your forehead, “Can I hug you?”

You weren’t really able to form any words, so you just nodded at him, and when you felt his arms around you, his touch was like a breath of fresh air this time.

“I don’t deserve you…” you whispered as your hands were clutching at his back, as if you were afraid that he would have listened to you and run away if you let go, “You deserve so much better than what I am…”

“You’re my love, my precious, gorgeous girl… that’s what you are…” he murmured those sweet words in your ear, before he started pressing kisses on your cheek, “Don’t listen to those stupid voices, just focus on me… I love you, and I won’t let you go. Let me take care of you okay?”

“Mh hm…”

“Good.” he smiled down at you, wiping away your tears gently with his thumbs, “You’re more than what I deserve, I love you Y/N… and I don’t want anybody else but you. I love you even if you seem to forget it sometimes…” he added as he winked at you, earning a weak smile back this time.

“I don’t forget it… it’s just one of those days…”

“You’re right, it’s just one of those days… and it will pass like every other day, so long as we’re together.”

“So long as you’re with me…”

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lainczgf · 9 months

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El Mejor Novio Del Mundo

-PAIRING: Diego Lainez x Reader

-SUMMARY: You go out with your friends to the club and you have way too many drinks. Which results you into being drunk, you call him to pick you up since you want to go home to sleep and be with him.

-CONTAIN: Fluffy romance, bunch of Spanish don't worry I'll translate in parenthesis.

-WORDS: 715

-SONG REC: Glue Song by beabadoobee

-A/N: It's my first time writing on Tumblr so I hope you enjoy it! Please look forward for more!

You wanted to go home, once you got drunk you didn't like how crowded everything around you felt. You told your friends that you were going go home, so you called your boyfriend, Diego to come pick you up who didn't hesitate.

He told you to wait in the club near the bar where your friends were, that he will find you in there.

You sat there impatiently, wanting to go home you put your head down against the counter waiting for your boyfriend to pick you up.

"Y/n," You look up towards the voice, it was a familiar voice, but your mind was not working properly due to the amount of drinks you drank. Besides it was dim in the club not helping with your vision.

"Tengo novio y lo amo," You yelled over the music looking away from the man, expecting him to leave you alone. He starts laughing and you look at him weirdly. (I have a boyfriend and I love him)

"Y/n soy tu novio it's me Diego." He looked at you with the biggest smile on his face. (I am your boyfriend)

You shook your head and looked away. He leaned his arm on the bar counter laughing once again, you groan wanting the man to leave you alone.

"My boyfriend is going to beat you up. Es chiquito pero picoso." You point your finger in his face, and all he does it laugh at how funny you were. (Small/short but spicy)

"Mírame mi amor, soy Diego." You look at him, grabbing his face gently, trying to see clearly if it was him. (Look at me my love)

After moments of staring at him, it finally registers to you that he is in fact your boyfriend. You squeal pulling him in for a hug, as he returns the gesture.

"LET'S GO HOME!" You yell standing up, you were trying to find your balance, and Diego holds you by your waist steady. You wrap your arm around him, and look at him with a big smile. You say bye to your friends, and walk with him out the club.

"Cuidado I got you." he said, he was always extremely careful with you, especially if you were drunk. You are his priority, you were so lucky to find someone as caring as him, and lucky to get the hottest football player. (Careful)

He opens the car door for you gently putting you in, helping you put on your seatbelt. "Te quiero mucho." You giggle looking at him, and he gives you a kiss on the cheek. (I love you so much)

"Yo tambien te quiero mucho." Going to the drivers seat and hopping in, he turns on the car and your favorite song plays making you sing immediately. (I love you so much too)

“Shhhh y/n, mi amor.” He whispered and you covered your mouth giggling in the process, you both made it home safely and it was extremely quiet. Even though you both lived with each other, you will still pretty loud that he didn't want you to wake up the neighbors, since you were talking about randomly things. “Let’s get you to bed alright?” You shake your head and he leads you to the room.

“No tengo sueño leeet’s watch a movie?” Your words slurring a bit and giggling. (I’m not sleepy)

“It’s late bebe let’s sleep and cuddle.” You nodded your head, he gave you a shirt of his that you ended up changing into, and he went downstairs. You laid on the bed going under the blankets waiting for him.

"Here drink some water so you sober up amor." You grabbed the glass cup from him and drank some water. He sets it down on the counter beside the bed, and you look at him with the biggest smile on your face.

"Que?" He says. (What?)

"Eres el mejor novio del mundo." You open your arms wanting a hug from him, and he smiles at you, hugging you as he hops into the spot beside you on the bed. (You are the best boyfriend in the world)

"Ya lo se." He laughs, you mold yourself into his body and you cuddle him tightly. He gives you kisses on your forehead and he caresses your arm in circles, which slowly made you drift off to sleep. (I already know.)

"I love you." Was the last thing you heard from his mouth before you fully relaxed and let yourself sleep against his warmth.

Hopefully you guys enjoyed this little fluff romance, I will be doing more. let me know if you've enjoyed it, definitely request for more.

#diego lainez #soccer #football #seleccion mexicana #romance #love #spanish language #fluff #short story #mexico national team #lainez #futbol #diego lainez x reader #diego lainez one shot #diego lainez imagine #fiction #fanfic #reader insert #y/n

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pollyna · 2 years

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Carole teaches a lot of things to Maverick, things that he's sure he's never going to use because he will live on a base, or on a boat, forever. He can't live on a plane because sadly that would solve half of every problem. But she insists and Peter can't tell her no, doesn't matter how much he tries. She teaches him how to make a roast, how to iron clothes, how to take away some strains and how others are a lost cause. A Sunday morning he teaches him how to shave someone else's face and here Mav is in the depth because why should he ever learn something like that? But he does, without shaving Goose because that's is a them thing, and learns how to shave in the most perfect of the ways because he's fucking Pete Maverick Mitchell and he is the best. He learns and puts away all this little domestic knowledge that will forever taste of Carole's pudding and smells like Goose's aftershave.

Then Iceman changes his plans completely and he finds himself using every little trick Carole taught him in the years: small thing but they make a Naval house their home. Shaving comes a bit as surprise but it's out of necessity and Maverick takes the first step: Ice's wrist is in a cast for two weeks and he has to make his one week beard go away because Monday and lessons and protocol. Maverick protest very loudly when his boyfriend announces so over breakfast and that he's going to get shaved in a little barber shop he saw the last time he was in town. No need babe, I can do it myself Mav announces and even if Ice is perplex he lets him do the work.

The works ends up being not half bad, shut that trap I did a perfect job, and he starts to get why Carole didn't let him shave Goose. It's strangley intimate for something so common to do, but being between Ice's legs, a razor in his hands and Ice completely focused on him and him alone? Wow.

We should do this again, Ice whispers before kissing him, once he's sure everything in Mav's hand is back in it's place, and his skin smells so good and it's so smooth under Mav's palms he could spend entire days just kissing this man and nothing could be wrong. Yeah, yeah we definitely should he answers before kissing Tom back again and again.

#carole bradshaw #pete maverick mitchell #nick goose bradshaw (mentioned)#as we say impara l'arte e mettila da parte #tom iceman kazansky #ice and his wrist a short story: he was playing football with slider and his dudebro is more heavy than it seems #domestic #shaving someone else #fluff!#carole x goose #intimacy #kissing #icemav #top gun (1986)#OH when he gets ig (in 20something) he starts taking pictures and lil videos about their shaving rituals #otp: i heard from the heavens that clouds have been grey #if u read this and want to write some more please do all my prompts/headcanon are free in their use :)

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nani-nonny · 3 months

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“I did a bad thing, I don’t regret the thing I did”

Jokes aside I may have accidentally extended ch.2’s length by a couple words

Okay, a couple hundreds… maybe a thousand. Oops

#I only wanted to fix the second half #how did I extend the 2k to 3.4K #i—#hmm #I expect 2k word chapters they said #it should be a short story they said #I’m a habitual liar /hj #(accidentally) played American football with my newborn #rottmnt fanfiction

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cruwuisal · 1 year

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✨ rare as the glimmer of a comet in the sky ✨

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neymessisstuff · 11 months

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pairings: jude bellingham x f!reader

warnings: none, just Jude being clingy and wanting love <3

requests are open!!!

unedited, word count: 177 (cause it's a shorter story🫡)

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Jude Bellingham was a footballer, but when he wasn't on the pitch, he loved spending time at home with his girlfriend Y/N. One particular day, Jude was feeling particularly clingy and just couldn't seem to leave Y/N.

Y/N tried to do some work on her laptop, but Jude kept interrupting her, wanting to give her hugs and kisses. She couldn't help but smile at his sweet demeanor, but she had things to do.

Eventually, Y/N decided to take a break from work and indulge in his affectionate behavior. They snuggled up on the couch together, Jude arms tightly wrapped around her as they watched a movie.

As the day went on, Jude continued to shower Y/N with love and attention. He cooked her favorite meal and they spent the evening dancing in the living room.

Y/N couldn't help but feel grateful for such a loving partner. As the night came to close, she fell asleep in Jude's arms knowing that there was no place she'd rather be than there with him.

#jude victor william bellingham #jude #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham #football #jude bellingham drabble #short story

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kinzis-writing · 7 months

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Who I Write for!

As of October 7, 2023 - this may be updated overtime and if I change that then I will update the date.

NFL:

Tee Higgins (bengals)

Joe Burrow (Bengals)

Josh Allen (Bills)

Travis Kelce (Chiefs)

Jalen Hurts (Eagles)

Jessie Bates III (falcons)

Outer Banks:

JJ Maybank

Rafe Cameron

Top Gun Maverick:

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw

Robert "Bob" Floyd

Jake "hangman" seresin

Harry Potter:

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Mattheo riddle

If you want to request someone who is not listed, feel free to message me or send it in my ask box and I will let you know if I can fulfill your request!

*Headcanons are by request only!

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dreamonseems · 1 year

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hello, a request for using safeword during sex with erling please x

Orange

Erling Haaland X Female Reader

Summary: Reader uses their safe word for the first time.

⚠️ Warning: Smut!!!

Erling and Y/N have been together for two years now, and they had an agreement in their relationship that they would have a safe word in case things got too intense. It was Erling's idea, and Y/N appreciated how much he cared about her safety and well-being. Throughout their relationship, they had never needed to use the safe word until today.

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Y/N woke up feeling under the weather today. Her throat was scratchy, and she had a pounding headache. However, she had a packed schedule for the day, so she didn't have the luxury to stay in bed. Plus, Erling has a game today, and she didn't want to miss seeing him play. So, she got up and got dressed, hoping that she'll feel better as the day went by.

She went through her day. She felt slightly better, but her throat was still sore, and her nose was congested. She managed to get all her errands done and made her way to the stadium to watch the match. Unfortunately, it wasn't going so well, and she could feel the disappointment in the air. They ended up losing the game, and she knew that Erling would be disappointed.

She decided to meet him at home, hoping to cheer him up. As he walked through the door, she could see the frustration on Erling's face. He was in a bad mood, and she knew that she had to be careful around him. She went up to him and gave him a hug, but he didn't hug her back.

"Fuck we lost," he said, sounding annoyed.

"It's okay. You played well, and that's all that matters," she said, trying to cheer him up.

"I don't feel like talking right now," he said, taking off his shirt.

She knew what that meant. He didn't want to talk; he wanted to use his body to get his frustration out. She grabbed his hand and led him to the bedroom. She stripped him of the rest of his clothes and then stripped myself.

"How do you want me?" She asked.

He didn't say anything; he just placed her on all fours. She felt his fingers prepare her, and as he was doing that, she started to feel her face heating up, and her headache was becoming worse. Her thoughts got interrupted when she felt him slam into her in one go that took her by surprise, and she could feel pain.

He didn't give her any time to adjust; he just kept moving, thrusting into her harder and faster. She was okay; he needed this, she thought. He grabbed her hair with a firm grip, and her headache was getting worse, and her face was heating up more.

"Erling," she said, but he was too consumed with fucking his frustration into her. He thrust harder, but it didn't feel good. She screamed, and tears came out of her eyes. "Erling, sto-" she tried to cry out but it wasn't working.

"Orange, orange!" She screamed their safe word as loud as she could.

Erling immediately stopped and pulled out quietly. Y/N collapsed onto the bed, her body shaking. "Baby, are you okay? I'm sorry," he said, his voice filled with concern.

She couldn't even look at him. She was in so much pain, and her head was throbbing. Erling gently brought her into his arms, trying to soothe her.

The minute he touched her face, he could tell she was heating up and getting hotter by the minute. "Baby, you're heating up." Erling said.

Y/N whispered, "I think I'm getting a cold."

Erling felt guilty and concerned at the same time. He knew he had pushed her too far, but he didn't expect it to end like this. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I didn't mean to hurt you," he said, as he held her close to him.

"Let me take care of you now. I'll make you some tea and get you some medication."

Y/N leaned her head against his chest, feeling safe and secure in his arms. "Thank you, my love. I just need to rest for a while," she said, her voice weak and raspy.

Erling gently placed her on the bed and covered her with a blanket. He kissed her forehead and went to the kitchen to make some tea.

As he waited for the water to boil, he thought about how much he loved Y/N and how much he wanted to take care of her.

When he returned to the bedroom with the tea, he found Y/N fast asleep. He smiled softly and placed the tea on the bedside table. He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips. "Sleep well, my love," he whispered.

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Y/N smiled weakly at Erling as he sat down next to her and handed her a cup of tea. She took a sip and savored the warmth as she realized that she had slept through the entire night. "What are you doing here? You should be training," she said, still feeling a little groggy.

"I took the day off. I wanted to take care of you, baby," Erling said, putting his hand on her forehead to check her temperature. Y/N could still feel the heat emanating from her body, and she knew that she was still not feeling well.

Erling gave her the medication she needed, and Y/N leaned back against the pillows. "I'm sorry about last night, baby. I should have been paying more attention," Erling said, looking remorseful.

Y/N reached out and grabbed his hand, giving it a soft kiss. "Baby, don't blame yourself. That's why we have a safe word. You stopped the minute I said it. That's all that matters. I love you," she said, feeling grateful for Erling's care and concern.

Erling pulled her into a hug, and Y/N rested her head against his chest. "I love you too. I'm sorry I'm not supposed to hurt you, but I did. I'm proud of you, though. Thank you for not being afraid to say the safe word," Erling said, sounding sincere.

Y/N closed her eyes, feeling comforted in Erling's embrace. She knew that they had a deep and meaningful relationship, and the fact that they had a safe word was just one of the many ways in which they looked out for each other.

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