#gay football rpf

[alissonbear-ker]

It's here! The ABO Virgson Valentine's fic y'all voted for. Featuring omega Alisson pretending to be a beta and alpha Virgil discovering his little secret in the most cliche and inconvenient way ever (you will have to read it to find out how 😉).

There are two parts to this. Chapter 2 will be posted sometime around Valentine's Day.

[lustrexia]

tw: explicit, bisexuality, mlm, minors dni.

NSFW alphabet — Pablo Gavi x Reader

Requested by: @jfbidnk757 <3. Pablo Gavira horny alphabet. 18+.

A = Aftercare

• Pablo is a big fan of aftercare, he’d want you to cuddle him into the night after making him cum many times. He’d be all tired, drooling and spewing nonsense about something you can’t quite understand, he’s mostly out of it after fucking. Big kisser too! He’d use all bite no lips though, he’s rough when he wants to be.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

• Pablo’s own favorite body part is probably his eyes, there’s just something about them that’s so endearing, you are able to know when he’s about to cum by just looking at him, he’d be half lidded and his eyes would be blown out, like he’s in a trance.

His favorite part of his partner would probably be their smile or their neck, he’s a biter, he loves to mark you up, wants to make sure everyone knows that you’re his, only his.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

• Cum? Gavi loves it, he enjoys so much to drink and lick and have his face painted with it, he knows he looks pretty with a cock in his mouth, tongue out and salivating for you to come. Or maybe he just enjoys to give favors to his teammates, to open his mouth and be face fucked until he passes out. He’d diet on your cum though.

And he absolutely loves it when you let him go bare, he needs you to feel him, like really feel him inside. He doesn’t care that he’s going to get you pregnant, you’d be a good mommy for his children, even if you’re male.

D = Dirty secret

• He masturbates to his friend’s pics, sticking one or two fingers inside while moaning and whining. He’d rather die than to admit he finds Fermín attractive, it would only feed his ego for the worst.

He won’t tell you anything about it, but you will notice how he has pictures of you in his favorites folder on his iPhone. What would he be doing with those pics? He’d never tell.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

• Hook ups in Ibiza, guys on La Masía, João Félix when he’s bored probably, his list of people goes long, Gavi tends to be very slutty. He’d want you to punish him for it.

On the other hand, it’s great for you that he has experience, he knows how real pleasure feels like, he’d know what makes you wet like he’s wired for it. And he’s going to tease you until the end for it.

F = Favorite position

• Pablo seems to prefer intimate positions, like missionary, he’s a very intense guy, he wants to see your face and how you tremble under his touch. He’s aware that he’s a beautiful view to obsess over, so Gavi would want you to see him as bad as he wants to see you.

If you’re topping him, he’s really into doggystyle, it’s degrading, makes him feel like an object to use and discard: just what he needs and wants. Is he acting bratty? Just get him on his knees and hands, he will arch his back to let you do anything you want to do anyways.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

• He’s not really the goofy guy on bed, when you’re intimate with him, it’s a very important moment for him, he’s vulnerable, Gavi is presenting his body on a silver plate for you to take a bite off, Pablo is very sensitive, treat him like a good boy and he’ll spoil you forever.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

• He’s clean shaven everywhere except his happy trail, makes you want to explore him all around. He smells good and his skin is baby soft, makes you want to ruin him even more.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

• He’s a hopeless romantic that wants it rough. Both ways. He’d fuck you like he’s some desperate hungry soul and kiss you good night afterwards. And Gavi would like for you to fuck him like he’s the only thing that ever mattered in the world.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

• When he’s really horny, he humps his pillow with his eyes closed, thinking about his partner. It’s not enough, leaves him starving when he finishes. You notice he’s extra needy that night, you really don’t know why.

Pablo Gavi wants you that much.

K = Kink

• Gavira has many kinks, he’s that horny. Breeding kink, he wants your kids so bad. He’s a bratty submissive for some, bratty top for others. His attitude is something he doesn’t change at all, he wants it and he wants it now! Deserves some punishment for being that entitled, doesn’t he?

Shame that he adores to be punished. He’d never learn his lesson. Orgasm denial is a big thing for him too, all kinky, wanting to be pushed around and held back so he doesn’t cum right there.

Maybe he’ll act like he doesn’t want to just for the show of it, when in reality, all he cares for right now is for you to take him all.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

• Pablo is known for being impulsive, hotheaded even. Public places? Yes. He’d expect for you to suck him dry anywhere, pulling down his pants and pushing your body down with his hands on your shoulders.

His favorite place to do it is on the couch, where it’s all casual and even familiar to him. He’s a sucker for domesticity.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

• You would be surprised on how easy it is to get this boy horny. Simple eye contact? He wants you right now. A light touch of arms? Get your clothes off he’s going to eat you out. Being alone in a room? You can hear his mental clock ticking, waiting for you to make a move.

But, specifically: adrenaline. After a particularly sought after win or a final, he’d be extra motivated to get you in bed, filled to the brim with happiness hormones and serotonin.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

• Pablo is a very open person when it’s about sex, but you notice he’s not really interested in extreme sensory depriving stuff like breathing play or not being able to actually see you. He’s a sensory guided type of man, wants to see and feel everything.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

• For Gavi, it’s fifty fifty. He’s really into receiving oral sex and even more into giving it. His wet pink tongue works like magic against your private parts, it moves in circles and spells letters that you didn’t even know about their existence. But god it feels good.

His mouth feels hot against your body, he’d eat and lick everywhere sucking on the sensitive parts and kissing your thighs while he’s at it.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

• Gavira is usually rough and fast, totally out of control, chasing his own pleasure with an egoism that turns you on, almost like he’s using your body like a sex toy, losing himself in the euphoria of being inside of you. He’s covered in a layered of pearly sweat, and he’s frantically panting, grunting even.

Makes you cum and leaves you with your legs trembling.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

• Yes, yes and YES. Laporta probably would have to have a talk with him about public indecency, to remind him that he can’t possibly be that horny to just do quickies with his teammates after matches or training. But he is, and he loves it. Bathroom sex, changing room blowjobs, eating people out in some room at parties, he’s all up for the adventure.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

• Gavi is a big risk taker, he’s totally ready to experiment with new kinks and positions, you will catch him holding back a new lame trashy nickname like mommy or daddy when you’re on top of him, you just know it when he wants to try something, it shows on his pretty face.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

• He can go for many rounds, he doesn’t last very long though, it’s not easy for him to control his need to come when he’s all about feeling good and taking things head on. If Pablo comes first, even before you, he’d make sure you cum by other means.

And fuck, he does have a nice wet tongue, he’s begging you to let him use it on you.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

• Pablo would probably buy a vibrator and never tell a soul about it. He has it hidden on some obvious place. His mom probably knows about it already. They don’t talk about it.

His sister will tease him about it.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

• Likes to tease, dislikes it when he gets teased. He’s pretty unfair himself, he’d make flirty remarks if you cum too soon or he’d inflate his own ego.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

• Fuck Pablo is loud. It’s all he knows when he communicates sexually, moans, grunts, pants, dirty talk. His neighbors hate him.

He does have a nice voice, his moans fill the room lewdly, accompanied by the sound of skin touching skin. Slurred, slutted out and barely comprehensible he talks to you, it’s hot to know that he feels so amazing that he can’t even say a sentence properly.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

• Probably into poppers. He’d be the guy to ask you for them at the gay function. You probably don’t have any and he’s so pissed off at that fact. He’d still let you fuck him, even if he’s convinced himself he’s “straight”.

Nice little slutty straight boy that opened his legs for you easily so then.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

• He’s big. Of course he is, look at that bulge, he totally is. Doesn’t mean he’s not into bottoming. But if you’re into it, he’s big, you’d need lube for it to fit into you.

Toned body but thickly so, meaty. He’s a refreshing boyish beauty.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

• This. Guy. Is. Too. Horny. Can’t stress it enough, needy, all despondent on it. You can punish him a little by denying what he wants most, sex.

Pablo gets a hard on very easy, look at him the right way and he’s ready. Dress up all sexy and he’s all yours too. He’s jealous, won’t let you go out dressed like that, you better go change before he gets possessive and territorial.

You are his. He’s yours.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

So quick it’s almost funny to his partner. Could be talking to him for a minute or so and he’s snoring by the end of it. He snores loudly. You think it’s cute. He’s embarrassed by it.

—

So this is Gavi’s alphabet 🩷. I hope you liked it, my requests are open if you’d like to ask for something similar or anything!

[janeramirezlavey]

So apparently iker and Sergio always kiss each other before every match for luck.

[sipkntl]

perhaps I'm not the only one who's a fan of his lil beard

[elmatadorisgay]

Liverpool fc for the pyramid thingy!!!

Ik another person also asked @bobbybecker-21 for this so here it is for both of you the lfc gay pyramid. I tried to make is accurate but I feel like Liverpool has so many players in the twink corner

If anyone wants to request it for a different team please send it to my inbox!

[footoballrps]

ayo ! new to the glorious game of football, seriker caught my eye and here i am now, obsessed and learning !

this is a discord rp plot call for football rpf and football oc x oc rps !

   * currently only writing m x m ships.

20+ long-term writing partners only ! open to plotting, texts, headcanons, nsfw. mutual respect and communication of limits and triggers important.

some of the ships i am currently familiar with and looking to write are — seriker (sergio ramos · iker casillas), modramos / ramodric (sergio ramos · luka modric), modkroos (luka modric · toni kroos) · · · and bellingavi (jude bellingham · pablo gavi), pedrigavi (pedri gonzalez · pablo gavi), pedribell (pedri gonzalez · jude bellingham) · · · and jamieroy / kentartt ( roy kent · jamie tartt), tedependent (ted lasso · trent crimm) and more of the football ships you'll introduce me to !

like this post or message me and we can get this going ! it's already so rare to find such rps, so i am looking forward to this quite the bit. hope to hear from y'all soon !

[fizzymarshmellochewy]

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH I LEGIT CAN'T STOP MAKING EDITS OF THEM 💚🫶🏻

[barricades-of-fandom]

You know what to do.

[nrsstuff]

EASY

pairing: pedri/gavi

warnings: offensive language, forced kissing, violence

notes: im sorry for taking a long time to finish this, and this doesnt seem like possessing LMAO IM ALSO SORRY IF THIS IS BAD

People always warn them to not take anything from the forest, but Gavi is a stubborn one. He loves challenges. What's wrong with having a little fun?

They all have just come back from a waterfall, and Gavi never tells anyone that he has taken a dirty old bottle from the forest. Well, firstly, it's not his fault. He walked into the forest, found a bottle, and his first instinct was to pick up the strange object.

Okay, that does sound like his own damn fault.

Whatever.

Now that he is all alone in his apartment, he can finally test if the bottle is truly cursed or people are just being paranoid. The problem is, he doesn't know what to do. Should he open the bottle? Ugh, hopefully it doesn't smell that bad, or Gavi might hit himself for being too stubborn to take that weird bottle.

He stands behind the counter in his kitchen, small hands are trying to open the bottle. When the cap is taken off, a sharp smell of wood comes out of the bottle. It doesn't smell bad, surprisingly, it smells....comforting?

Suddenly, he feels a bit dizzy, his sight becomes blurry, and his hands are shaking.

Fuck, what's happening?

He tries to hold the counter to prevent himself from falling down, but the gravitational force feels stronger than usual. Has time moved slower? Gavi can't answer, but one thing for sure, a pair of hands are holding him gently.

Wait, who's this?

Gavi wants to open his mouth, but his mind just won't cooperate for no reason. He feels numb, but somehow can feel how someone behind him is sniffing at him.

"Hm, you smell like an apple with a bit of melon. Sweet."

A voice. Gavi hears a voice behind him.

"Make me want to tear you to pieces," and with that, Gavi gains body control back. He doesn't know how, but he definitely wants to get away from this curse. So, he wriggles from the curse's hold, then pushes the curse away.

He doesn't waste time, his legs sprint out of the kitchen.

"Mhm, playing tag, are we? You're fun, I like you."

Gavi not need hear that. He is going to make it out alive. No one's catching him dying at such a young age.

As he is about to escape his apartment, the curse grabs him from behind. Gavi wouldn't say he's weak, because he was caught fighting with other students back in high school, but to be thrown at the wall like a piece of paper was not what he expected.

There's a ringing sound in his ears, and the pain at the back of his head doesn't help either. He can see the curse is walking towards him, then forcefully hold his jaw.

"You let me out, why are you running away?" The curse tilts its head to the right, its brows are knitted together, like he is confused by Gavi's behavior. "We can be friends, or perhaps, a lover." The curse smiles, showing his straight white teeth.

"Fuck you," Gavi spits at the curse, proving himself that he is not scared of this curse. But the curse isn't pleased, he smashes Gavi's head at the wall without mercy, earning a yelp from the human. The curse grasps his hair, lifting his head in the air. Gavi's breath stutters when the curse gets closer to his ear.

"A human like you, should bow down to me. After all, why would God create me first before you, hm?"

Gavi mutters get away from me while weakly pushing the curse— the demon?

The demon looks down at him, then laughs out loud, making Gavi wince. "You're cute. You deserve a kiss, no?" Gavi's eyes widened at those words, his mouth saying no like a prayer, but to no avail, he felt the foreign lips against his.

Whimpers came out of his throat. Gavi's face burns in embarrassment as the demon greedily licks his mouth, exploring every inch without missing any part. The pain in his skull worsened when the demon pushed his head to deepen their kiss.

He is slowly losing oxygen, black dots start to appear in his vision.

Let me go!

His mind screams as his tears fall down his cheeks. The demon doesn't show any signs of stopping, like it's trying to swallow his soul.

It feels like everything moves in slow motion. Gavi can sense something entering his body, and there's a hand on his chest, digging into his skin. As if everything becomes quiet, he can hear his own heartbeat, desperately pumping his blood into his body so that he can stay alive.

But Gavi thinks this is the end.

The hand that's digging into his skin is finally entering his body, aiming at his beating heart, and squeezing it. His breath hitches in his throat, not realizing the demon ends their kiss the moment its hand touches his heart.

"Your past and future are mine, Gavi. There's no way to escape, and even if you try to do so, I'll simply just squeeze your tiny heart and watch it burst."

Everything turns dark.

When Gavi wakes up, he is in his room with a blanket on top of him. His head feels fine, and there's not a certain demon anywhere around him.

It was all just a dream.

Strange, it feels like his heart is being squeezed by someone.

[alissonbear-ker]

Just, smut

Basically unadulterated porn of Ali getting wrecked by Virgil. Shamelessly smutty from start to finish. Click in only if you like that sort of thing.

[lustrexia]

tw: nsfw, breeding kink, reader and mlm pairing, minors dni.

— Pablo Gavi and Breeding!

• Gavi would be the type of boyfriend to take off the condom so you can breed him. He’s totally obsessed with his partner’s cum, maybe it’s Pedri or even Fermín, wouldn’t be able to know anyways, he’s slutty.

• He totally refuses to get the dick of his boyfriend out of him when they’re about to cum, he doesn’t care, all he wants is to be bred; thinking of having your baby, -even when it’s just dolly roleplaying- turns him on so much.

• Pablo would wear a plug after sex, he’d be so insisting on using it, don’t wanna spill the cum out of his insides at all.

• And his partner better be careful, because if they take their eyes off of him for a second, he will be pulling down his skimpy barça shorts for his friends to fuck him. And Pedri would love to fuck your boyfriend, so Gavi needs to be reminded many times that his fuckholes are yours to fill and ruin, so he doesn’t go around begging for attention and sex.

• Pablo is such a puppy, cum feels like a reward for him, a validation of how useful he is for you. Pablo would be totally fixated and consumed by it, wanting to suck you off anywhere.

[janeramirezlavey]

Part 2

Kisses on field ♡

[xtwinfantasy]

Dream About Me

(Chapter 6) (Mason Mount/Kai Havertz)

pairing: Mason Mount / Kai Havertz (m/m)

summary: The team had its best season in a long time; qualification for European tournaments was almost in Chelsea FC's hands. The problems came right at the end of the season, when their young star player had to leave training due to the sudden death of his father, and when came back, he seemed to lose all his ability on the ball, as well as the person he used to be.

Mason starts the next season trying to get his life back on track and put the pain of that summer behind him, but everything changes when Chelsea's newest player, Kai Havertz, appears in his life. And in his dreams too… Is he dreaming?

Now, his new teammate will flip his world upside down in the craziest ways he could have ever imagined.

tags: Slow burn romance, Crush at first sight, Eventual fluff, Romantic comedy, Awkward flirting, Dreams (or not?), Late night conversations, References to depression, Grief/Mourning, Psychological drama, Drama & romance, kinda AU but not really, Mysterious Kai lol, Additional Tags to Be Added.

Start reading on:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

CHAPTER 6

—I think I'm still scared to be alone —he said. Despite the noise outside, the sound of Jack's computer, the chirping of birds and the distant whistle on the youth teams' pitches, Mason felt as if his voice was echoing through the room in the silence. Jack seemed more observant after that statement.

—What do you mean by that? Mentally?

—Literally. I don't... I don't want to be alone yet. I thought I was past that stage where I was too afraid of having to be alone with my thoughts, but, uh... last week something bad happened again.

—What happened?

—I… —he sighed, averting his gaze to the side. There, in the corner of the table, a small artificial plant stood always on Jack's left side; static, without any trace of life— Uh... I was doing my hygiene routine, I wasn't feeling well, but... I think at some point my thoughts started to get too bad and suddenly I had to move away from the bathroom because it all started to get too unbearable. My thoughts, my feelings, the things I was remembering and what I was thinking, everything... it was unbearable, and it hurt so much. Literally, it was very painful.

—Was it a pain that you felt somatically?

—Yes, it was, in a way. I don't like that feeling because... it makes my chest and throat hurt in a way that really makes me suffer. I don't like to suffer. I think... it's always been very difficult for me to deal with it.

—I understand that. That's very comprehensible —he nodded slowly, looking him calmly in the eye—. Mason... What exactly are you afraid of?

—Being alone.

—No, I mean, what are you afraid of when you're alone? What's the worst consequence you fear from those thoughts you don't want to have when you're alone?

Mason stared intently at the plant sitting on Jack's office desk. The green leaves drooped motionlessly from the thick trunk on which they were held, the one that started on grey rocks inside a transparent container. Morning light streamed in through the window and illuminated the side of his arm and the desk. Without realising it, his fingers were insistently walking over the armrest of the chair he was sitting in.

—Uh... I don't know. Well, I'm sure I don't want to die, I've never wanted to die and... I don't think suicide has ever been a possibility, I've always been aware that I'm actually afraid of death, but... I don't know. I think I just... I don't like living like this, I don't like things hurting and having to live in pain. I want to live, sure, but I want to live well, you know? I don't like living in this precise situation, in this moment of my life.

—Would you say that at this precise moment you don't want to live, then?

—Uh, no, I wouldn't say that, it's... it's just that I want to... skip it. I wish I could fast forward through all this, because I know that one day it will stop hurting, right? Someday I'll stop crying for my dad and missing him so much, someday the urge to turn back time will go away. Someday the team will be better and I'll go back to playing like I used to, and my mum will go back to enjoying life and I won't have to worry about this, right? I just... I just wish I could skip my life to that part. Not have to live through all this.

Jack nodded again, sympathetically and calmly, though he proceeded to make quick notes on his laptop. 

—What's the worst thing that could happen when you have these crises? I mean, clearly you're not thinking about taking your life, but it seems clear to me also that there's something you're afraid of when you wish you could avoid it. Right now, you wish you could avoid this point in your life. Why? What is it that you wish you could ''jump over''?

He thought about it. He thought about it in silence for a while during which the ideas in his head did not allow him to look anywhere else besides the small garden behind the window of that office. It took him almost two minutes to organise his thoughts enough to be able to speak again.

—Well, I think it's... the suffering. The suffering of it, of suffering so much when you love a person you will never see again, or never live again the moments that were beautiful. I would like to avoid feeling the pain I feel from missing my dad so much, and from all the problems that his death caused. The problems with money, the paperwork at the moment, the psychological treatment of all my family, especially the depression my mum is still in. The pain of not being able to help her to be well again and the uncertainty of losing her too, I mean, I know you said it's not my responsibility or my burden, but... all this pain, I wish I just... didn't feel it, that it would stop hurting now.

—Pain is something we naturally avoid, Mason —Jack added—. It's something that puts our bodies on alert and it's uncomfortable. Wanting to avoid it is quite normal, but you really have a problem with pain, and you've noticed that, haven't you?

—That's why I have anxiety attacks when I remember all those things that hurt so much, isn't it? I just want to get away from it as fast as I can —he spoke half-heartedly.

—You're too afraid of suffering, and that can be due to many factors, but I think it's crucial how much you seek efficiency. And, come on, I know we're in a football team and the sport demands quick recovery and immediate hard work, but that's not how the mind works, Mason. Pain naturally induces anxiety, but in your case it's not just anxiety, it's also a strong sense of sadness. You know this is a long process, depression is something that takes time and treatment isn't magic, but you're taking small steps, okay?

—I know. Uh, I can acknowledge that I'm making progress... slowly. And that fact is a little insufferable at times.

—Well, patience is key. And I must say that, in fact, in times of uncertainty and fear, patience and serenity are more than just virtues; they are survival weapons. You have to survive while this process is going on, and remember that in this life it is completely normal not to be well all the time, and it is valid to simply survive while you still don't feel well.

He remained silent after that statement, staring at a fixed point without really thinking about more than those last words. 

It was hard to understand, and the reality was that he didn't want to survive: he wanted to live well, like before all things changed, but that wasn't as simple as he would have liked it to be. Turning back time was sometimes a fervent urge again, though it gradually became less of a recurring thought and the reality of its impossibility became more settled in his life.  Still, when he thought about it so much, sometimes smiling again without a piece of his heart seemed impossible.

—Yes. Well, I've survived the whole summer... I think I'm starting to finally see signs of improvement, at least in me. 

—Uh, well, actually —Jack said, settling back in his chair— your message said you wanted to talk to me about something 'exciting' today —he quoted—. I hope it's something positive, since the session still gives us a few minutes to talk about it.

Mason also stirred in his seat as he remembered the text he'd sent with trembling hands that night, when Kai had shown up at his flat for the third time, after he'd left and Mason had seen him coming down the stairs about a week ago. 

—Oh, yeah, well... about that... Uh... 

Probably having pondered his words for a few seconds worried the psychologist enough to make him speak hastily again.

—Well, uh, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, you know this is a safe and confidential space. Actually, I don't know exactly if you want to talk about it still, I should've asked that —he said, nodding slightly as he typed a couple of words into his computer—. Would you like to talk about it in session or...?

—Oh, no, no, no, don't worry! Actually I, well, I think I do want to talk about it but, well, uh... it's kind of... kind of complicated —he explained, searching his mind for the words that would make it all make more sense.

—Don't worry, take your time,—he knew that wasn't true. The session didn't have all the time, but Jack was always very kind at his job.

—Well, it's just, I've been... uh, I've, I've been talking to Kai Havertz, you know?

—One of the new guys —he nodded.

—Yeah, exactly, uh... well, but, the thing is, we've been talking at night, but, literally. I mean, actually, what happened was… —he sighed. Facing him, Grealish looked patient with his words, though unlike himself— uh, last week, the day they showed up, I went home after training and when I was going to sleep, well, maybe I could sleep for a few minutes, but after that I... I heard a noise downstairs, in the kitchen, like someone had come in through the window, and then I went downstairs and... there he was.

—Kai Havertz?

—Yes, Kai Havertz —he nodded, confident in his answer but nervous as he continued the story—. He was there, in the kitchen. I thought it was a dream, and he said he wanted to talk to me and we talked, and I talked to him about my father and he talked to me a little bit too, and then I let him sleep in my room and I slept downstairs. And the next morning he wasn't there anymore.

Jack remained silent, waiting for him to continue, while Mason waited for a comment in return. Grealish broke the silence.

—So, did he leave?

—Yeah. Well, yeah, I guess, uh... but, then —he cleared his throat— the next day he came back, right after I went to bed. He was in my kitchen again, and we talked again, and I told him very personal things, and he told me personal things too, and I thought it was strange to have the same dream two days in a row, and to remember it so vividly, but the strange thing is… —he said, adjusting himself on the couch to rest his elbows on his legs— the next day I asked him about those things he told me here, at breakfast, and it was all true. 

—Do you think you could elaborate on that bit? About it all being true.

—I mean... at night he told me a lot of personal details about him, and the next day I could see that those details were real. Have you seen the damn Keychain he's got in his backpack? The one with the donkey on it?

—No, uh, I haven't really been able to interact with him yet.

—Well, he has a donkey-shaped keychain, one I'd never seen before, and yet I knew he liked donkeys, and that his favourite one was named Ruhe. I also knew what that word meant when I've never learned a single bit of German in my life —he sighed, glancing to his side for a second before looking at his therapist again—. And, look, I know it could be a huge, huge coincidence, but, somehow, in the next 'dream' —he punctuated the quotation mark on that word— he told me the names of his brothers and a bunch of other things I'd have no way of knowing, and he told me he wasn't dreaming.

Jack nodded slowly after hearing him speak, staring straight ahead earnestly. He straightened his back before speaking again.

—Okay, so, we're not talking about dreams, then, are we? He's been... visiting you at night.

—Uh, I... I think so. I mean, on Wednesday last week I asked him about it and he said it wasn't a dream, that he just wanted to talk to me and now he does, in my flat, always at night; we talk for a couple of hours and he goes home... And that's it —he said, leaving time for a few seconds of silence.

—Well, could you tell me a bit more about that? About, you know, how you feel about it?

Mason sighed.

—I mean, honestly... I know this all sounds crazy and weird, and it is, but... well, to be honest, it doesn't really bother me. In fact, well, he's told me a couple of times that, if I'm bothered by all this, he's ready to stop, but I've told him that it doesn't need to, actually, I'm fine with it.

—So, this situation is not troublesome for you. All right?

—Exactly. It's baffling, that's all it is, it's baffling.

—Baffling. Have you talked to Kai about, well, the elephant in the room, about how this is quite a bit baffling?

—Uh, I... sort of, I mean, not really, but we've addressed it a little bit and, again, he said if I was uncomfortable with it at some point he could stop doing it, but, well, like I told you, actually I'm not. —he said, frowning slightly. He knew that his answer was perhaps a confusing statement, and he knew that knowing himself, it was not the way he would react to something like that at another point in his life, but he was being honest with himself, and truth was, in fact, the whole situation was far more exciting than it was problematic—. You know, actually, no, it doesn't bother me, I don't mind these visits at all, I mean... I think it's done me good, actually.

He might have only known Jack for a very short time, but despite that, Grealish always treated him with the utmost professionalism and Mason could feel how much he trusted him. As always, despite that confession, Jack's eyes were non-judgmental.

—I find this interesting, —he said—. I mean, you might think that a situation like this could be awkward, for a variety of reasons, but of course it could also be a good thing. Mason, I wish I could hear more about how these visits and this relationship with Kai makes you feel and if it's being a positive thing, but right now we're a little past the hour, —he lamented, pushing his computer further away to get up from his spot. Mason looked at the time on his phone: they were almost 10 minutes past the time their session was supposed to end, so he got up as well, picking up his backpack from the floor—. I'd like to end today's session with this, shall we start the next session with this topic?

—Oh, yes, sure, that's fine. You're right, I think we took a bit longer than we should have.

 —No problem. See you next week, okay?—he said in farewell, offering his hand as they both stood by the door. 

—Sure, uh, thanks —He said quickly to Jack. 

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[elmatadorisgay]

United States nt for the pyramid please? 🙏👀

Im supposed to be american but I really don't know much about the USMNT players so this pyramid is pretty bare and I definitely took too long trying to make it so its kinda shit sorry to disappoint

my other pyramids: Liverpool, Man City, Arsenal, England

If you want to see one for a different nt, club or even broad category(such as their hobbies/looks/interests, etc.) send it in! I'll try my best to answer

[once-and-future-loser]

It's about time people realize the duality of man. Max "Media and entertainment interests are overly invasive, please respect my privacy" Verstappen and Daniel "do I really have to talk to the media after my awful race" Ricciardo are the same people as Max "I will reference a gay dating app and literally take off my shirt and pull down my pants on camera as long as is on my terms" Verstappen and Daniel "I will make a RPF headphone and ugly T-shirt advertisement with a football player I'm obsessed with" Ricciardo. Honestly. Someone help them.

[mourinhomerchant]

there is a big misssd opportunity in football rpf of Gary Neville being Victoria Beckham’s gay best friend