#soccer imagine request

[helen-with-an-a]

Clumsy

Hi. So this was a request that I thought was such a cute idea. I hope you enjoy it.

Lucy Bronze x Reader

Description: Moments were Lucy helps take care of R when she's clumsy

Word Count: 2.8k

TW: Injury

You were clumsy. That had been a fact of life since you were born. In nursey, you had a designated Mr Bump ice pack that was used solely by you. In primary school, the office lady who doubled as the nurse was your best friend, often spending more of your playtime with her getting something patched up than running around with your friends. In secondary school, things didn’t get any better. You often sported random bruises that you didn’t know where they came from. You would think that being placed into a sport that required a level of coordination and skill from a young age and then becoming a professional footballer would improve your balance and dexterity, yet you were often on the ground in matches due to your own idiocy rather than a harsh shove or poorly timed tackle from the opposition.

The bruises to your ego hurt more than the ones on your skin, but you often just laughed it off, accepting the hands that came to help pick you up off the floor and wipe away the grass stains. The hand that, more often than not, belonged to Lucy. She was always the first to come to your aid with a poorly concealed laugh and a kind smile. In a match, it was followed by a raised eyebrow and a squeeze to your shoulder as she shook her head, trying to remain professional on the pitch. In training, it was a gentle kiss to the forehead and an arm around your waist as she steadied you. In your daily life outside the training ground, you could never fully fall as she often tucked you safely into her side or had a firm, supportive grip on you if that wasn’t possible. In your own home's privacy, you could hardly move without Lucy fretting over you. She had seen too many injuries occur for you to be allowed to do much without her personal supervision – not that you really minded your girlfriend’s near-permanent presence.

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It was a wet and windy day as you battled it out on the pitch. It was not the most ideal conditions to play in regardless, but with your inability to stay on your feet, you were having more trouble than most. You were making a run up the wing when you tripped, stumbling over your own feet as you went flying, skidding painfully along the sodden grass. You groaned, embarrassed that you had, once again, ended up face down on the pitch. You lay there for a minute, waiting for your mind to catch up with what happened before rolling onto your back.

“You good, love?” Lucy laughed as she came to your side.

“Ow,” you groaned, but reaching for her to help pull you back to standing.

“Are you ok?” Lucy asked again, a hand coming to rest on your shoulder as you drew level with her again.

“Yeh, sweets, I’m ok,” you sighed, wiping the worst of the mud off your jersey. Her eyebrow raised, silently asking if you were being honest with her. "I might be a little sore tomorrow, but I’m okay,” you mused. You had gone down a little harder than normal and could already feel the ache in your body as a result.

“Do you need to come off, bubba?” She asked, face full of concern as she scanned you discreetly.

“No, I’m ok. My ego took more of a battering than I did,” you laughed, lifting your shoulder to trap Lucy’s hand between it and your cheek. She squeezed three times and winked at you. You stuck your tongue out in an attempt to playfully lick her hand, demonstrating to her that you were clearly fine.

“C’mon, then. Let’s try to stay vertical with your feet on the ground for the rest of the match, shall we?” Lucy teased as you moved back into your respective positions.

“I can try, but I make no promises,” you joked back, grinning widely at her as you separated.

She shook her head at you. “I love you,” you mouthed at her.

“I love you,” she mouthed back.

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“Shit,” you said as you stumbled up the stairs to the training pitches.

“Careful, idiota maldestre.” Aitana called as she came to steady you.

“Mi héroe,” you thanked her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. “And I’m not an idiot. I might be clumsy, but I’m not an idiot.” You slipped her into a headlock that she quickly broke out of.

You came to stand beside Lucy in the huddle before training started, her arm automatically drawing you into her side.

“No quiero ninguna herida,” Jona said as he finished his pre-training speech, his eyes lingering on you for a second longer than everyone else. You just smiled at him.

“Now, what are we going to do today, love?” Lucy asked in a serious tone, but you knew she was teasing. Her hands came to rest on your hips as the others split off into their training pairs.

“Stay upright,” you replied in an equally severe voice.

“Good.” She squeezed you lightly before glancing around and pressing a swift kiss to your cheek. You rolled your eyes at her antics and beamed anyway.

Your promise only lasted about 20 minutes. You were in a trio with Alexia and Patri; Alexia pushed against you with a yoga ball as Patri passed the ball for you to kick back. It was going well. You remained strong and firm, leaning back into the shoving and stabilising your core muscles. But you were so focused on keeping your body straight that you forgot where you planted your feet.

“Fuck,” you exclaimed as you went tumbling to the ground, Alexia and the giant blue ball following you. Patri stood, slightly stunned, as her group was no longer in front of her; instead, there was a pile of limbs on the floor. “Ay, dios mío. Estás bien?” Patri asked, recognising the grimace of pain on your face. “Ow,” you winced as you tried to wiggle it. Now standing again, Alexia left your side, heading toward your girlfriend.

“Bubba?” Lucy’s concerned voice reached you as you shifted to sitting, her hand coming to rub your back as she crouched by your side.

“I’m ok, sweets. It’s just my ankle. I put my foot down wrong.” You tried to move it again, but it didn’t hurt, though it definitely felt funny.

“Ok, let’s get you up and to the medics.” Lucy moved to help you up, taking most of your weight. You gently added more pressure to your foot, relaxing slightly as no pain radiated up your leg. “What did I ask you about injuries?” Lucy sighed dramatically as she guided you to the bench where the physio was waiting.

“I’m sorry,” you said guiltily, your cheeks flaring with an embarrassed blush.

“I know you are, love,” she said, depositing you on the seat and pressing a lingering kiss to your forehead. “No funny business,” she said seriously as she cupped your face. "And listen to the doctors.” You nodded, taking her hand and kissing her palm lightly.

“I love you,” you whispered.

“I love you,” she answered, equally as quiet before she returned to training.

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“Anem, anem,” Aitana chanted, her excited calls encouraging everyone to increase their speed as you walked to Manuela’s. There was finally a break in the busy schedule, so naturally, you used it to your advantage. The drinks were flowing, and the carefree atmosphere helped relax you immensely.

“Oops,” you muttered under your breath as you tripped over the uneven pavement. You didn’t go very far, not with Lucy's iron grip on your hand.

“Okay?” She asked you as you shook off the jolt.

“Yeh. You saved me, sweets. My knight in shining armour.” You lifted your intertwined hands and pressed a loving kiss on the back of hers.

“Ew, ustedes dos son asquerosas,” Mapi gagging as she fell in step with you. You clicked your teeth.

“Girl, you have no leg to stand on with that. You and Ingrid are so in love, it’s hideous to witness.” You laughed at how offended she seemed.

“Es cierto,” Lucy agreed. Ingrid giggled at her girlfriend’s expression.

“Uhh, mi Princesa, no deberías estar de acuerdo con ellos.” Mapi continued, outraged at the apparent attack on her relationship.

“She just recognises the truth,” you goaded, drawing Ingrid closer as she swung her arm around your shoulders.

“Relax, min skjønnhet. She’s only teasing.” Ingrid placated her girlfriend, extending her hand out for Mapi to take. You watched as she and Mapi fell into a quiet conversation, love clear on both of their faces. You turned to look at Lucy and found her already looking at you, her own adoration clear on her face, which you were sure echoed in yours. She squeezed your hand three times, causing a blush to bloom on your cheeks. You squeezed back three times and watched as she looked down, slightly shy under your intense gaze.

The problem with alcohol for you was that it caused you to fumble even more. You had gone outside with Ona and Keira to get some air – the sweaty club was getting to all of you.

“So, yeh. I think I want to try to get a long weekend away in soon ish,” Ona finished her conversation. You weren’t really paying attention, your minds drifting between the chicken nuggets you would pester Lucy for on the way home and if you wanted another drink or not – the world spinning slightly as you sucked in the cool night air.

“You alright over there, clumsy?” Keira asked, noticing you staggering somewhat as you drifted away from the pair.

“Um? Oh, yeh. I’m a-ok,” You threw Keira the universal ‘ok’ sign – pausing slightly as you commanded your fingers to do what you desired. Your drunkenness was obvious; you blinked a little too slowly, and you were clearly not in complete control of yourself, but your speech wasn’t slurred yet.

“Sure, you are,” Ona laughed as you tried to wedge yourself between them, throwing too much weight into the action and launching yourself forward. You crashed heavily into the ground, your knee taking most of the force. You yelped a little at the pain before flopping down on the floor behind the bar. You looked down, and a slight graze on your right hand captured most of your attention until Ona gasped.

“What?” You looked around, trying to see the cause of her alarm.

“Su rodilla,” she said as she pointed to your knee. Your drunk brain didn’t know what she was referring to, but you followed her finger and came to stare at your bloodied knee. You gasped.

“My knee,” you whined, only now becoming aware of the throbbing cut.

“I’ll get Lucy; you stay with her.” Keira rushed back inside.

“Oni, I fell,” you pouted. You looked from your knee to her and back again, your frown increasing with every minute. Ona had to admit, drunk you was very adorable.

“Love?” Lucy appeared, looking around frantically for you.

“Sweets?” You perked up, looking somewhat like a meerkat.

“Hey, lovely. How are you doing?” She asked gently, taking a seat next to you.

“I fell,” you said wetly through the tears that had begun to roll down your cheeks.

“Oh, Bubba. It’s ok.” She cooed, drawing you to lay your head on her collarbone. She shushed you gently, used to your drunken antics after the number of years you had dated. It was easier for her to treat every issue with just as much seriousness as you did. “It’s just a small cut. Let’s get you patched up, and we can head home, ok?” You nodded, refusing to leave the sanctuary of Lucy’s chest. “Do you want me to do it, or are you ok with Manuela’s staff doing it?” she asked, leaning back slightly to hear your answer.

“Want Mazza to do it,” Lucy sighed. You often missed your best friend when you were in Barcelona and she was back in Manchester.

“Mary’s not here, Bubba. How about Keira?” Lucy comforted you, nodding to Keira to take the first aid kit from the security guard who had joined you outside. You sniffled slightly, burring yourself further into Lucy as the alcohol wipe stung your cut.

“Can I have nuggets?” You asked, your mind still lingering on the food you craved.

“Sure, love.” Lucy laughed as you sat up straighter at her response.

“I love you,” you said, staring straight into her eyes.

“I love you,” she responded, leaning in to press a kiss to the corner of your mouth.

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You stared at your relatively empty fridge. An onion, a pepper, some leftover chicken, and 3 eggs stared back at you. It's not particularly inspiring, but it would do. You gathered the ingredients, deposited them on the chopping board, and started cutting. You should have started with the pepper to avoid having watery eyes as you chopped everything, but you weren’t thinking and now you were regretting it. The lingering sting of the onion made it harder to see what you were doing. The front door opening also distracted you even more. Lucy’s calls of arrival made you not watch where you placed the knife and try to cut the pepper.

“Fuck,” you swore loudly. The red liquid came streaming out alarmingly quickly. “Ow, ow, ow.” You blinked away the tears.

“Love, what’s wrong? Are you ok?” Lucy ran around the corner, skidding on the hard floors as she rushed into the kitchen. You were aware of how scary it must have looked, you standing wide-eyed at Lucy, blood running down your hand with a knife in the other.

“Oh, Bubba.” Lucy soothed, her gentle fingers taking the knife from your hand and manoeuvring you to stand by the sink, letting cool water wash over the cut. “What happened, lovely?” she asked her.

“I was trying to make us tea,” you said dejectedly. Why couldn’t you do anything right? All you wanted was to do one small thing for Lucy, and here you were, bleeding into her sink. You looked up to the ceiling, trying really hard not to let the tears fall. She gently patted your finger with a clean towel before holding it tightly, trying to stop the bleeding. “So stupid,” you whispered dejectedly.

“Hey, stop that. Accidents happen.” She chastised gently, pushing some hair out of your face.

“Not just this,” you waved your injured hand around. “I constantly trip and fall, and it’s just so stupid. I’m an adult. I’m an athlete. I should be less of a fucking clumsy idiot.” You had heard it your whole life – people teasing you over your clumsiness, calling you affectionate nicknames based on your inability to stay upright. You sniffed, staring hard at the floor.

“Hey, no, stop it.” She said firmly, her free hand forcing your chin up until you had to look at her. “I love that you trip all the time. It’s part of who you are,” she kissed your cheek. “And I like that I can help you,” she admitted softly. “It makes me feel important,” she whispered.

“Oh,” you said, surprised. “You are important. And not just to me. And not just because you help me when I trip.” You spoke with such conviction. She leant in to press a passionate kiss on your lips. You hummed quietly at the feeling. “I love you,” you proudly stated when she drew away.

“I love you,” she said declared back.

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You weren’t really paying attention as Leah moaned about something someone had done to her. It was very trivial, but she took it as a personal attack. You spotted Lucy walking down the path to the field with two water bottles. You saw her spot you and speed up slightly, smiling at the thought of her hurrying to get to you. She was practically speed walking down the gentle slope, her movements slowly becoming less controlled. You saw her foot catch the uneven pavement from a tree root. Before you knew it, you had abandoned your conversation with Leah and rushed to Lucy’s side, getting her just in time to stop her from falling painfully onto the concrete.

“Easy, sweets,” you teased, leaning your body into her to help steady the both of you. “You ok?” you asked her, scanning her features for any discomfort.

“I’m all good, bubba. You caught me.” She smiled broadly at you.

“You always catch me. I thought it was only fair.” You pressed a kiss to the underneath of her jaw.

“I love you,” she said happily.

“I love you,” you replied, equally as joyful.

I hope you enjoyed it <3<3<3<3

[trulyhblue]

BABY ENGLAND HEADCANNONS

One Two Three Four

[internet-ink]

Would you write a fic where LW and reader have been best friends for years, both play for arsenal. They’ve both been in relationships until this year. Reader thinks she’s straight until she realises she’s in love with her best friend

Confessions

Thank you for the request anon!

I haven’t wrote anything like this before but I hope you enjoy it :)

This past year had been a difficult one. It started out great - I was with a wonderful guy, I was doing well at Arsenal, and I had my best friends surrounding me.

Then it all went to shit.

In the space of a week I had caught my boyfriend in his bed with another girl and my childhood dog had passed away.

This was ten months ago and now there was another issue arising. My landlord had decided that now would be a great time to evict me. One night I had a few people round and apparently someone had complained about the noise. He said that he had past complaints about the noise from my flat which just wasn’t true but I really couldn’t be bothered to argue with him.

I had nine days to find a new place to live. Originally I had planned to just find another place to rent, however with the days going by and having no luck finding anything I was beginning to worry.

“Y/N! Pass the fucking ball!” Katie shouted, interrupting my thoughts. I snapped out of my day dream and quickly passed the ball to her.

“Sorry.” I replied.

She ran over to me and put her hands on her hips in a sort of ‘you better tell me what’s going on’ way.

With a sigh, my shoulders deflated as my mind went back to all the issues in my life. “I’m just stressing about this whole finding a place to live thing. You’d think in a big city like London there’d be at least somewhere that was available. But no…anything that is available is just ridiculously expensive and out of my budget. Like what am I meant to do? Live on the streets? If my stu-”

“You could stay with me?” A voice from behind me interrupted my rambling, and a smile took over my face as I saw it was Leah.

Leah and I had been close friends since I joined Arsenal three years ago, I mean we were literally inseparable from the first day of training. She was there for me through everything that had happened this year and I was there for her while she was going through her break up with Jordan.

Up until a couple of months ago everything was normal between us but then I started to get butterflies whenever she gave me a hug which then turned into feeling awkward whenever she’d hold my hand - everything that felt normal before now turned me into a complete mess. I had come to the realisation last month that I was in love with her…with Leah.

“Uhh…em. Do you have the room?” I stuttered, mentally kicking myself for acting so awkward around her.

“Yeah, Jordan moved out a couple of months ago so I’ve got a spare room.” She shrugged although I could still see that the mention of her ex-girlfriend’s name hurt her.

I scratched the back of my neck out of awkwardness before replying. “Only if you’re sure.” I said while scrunching my face up.

“Y/N we’ve been best friends for years, of course I’m sure.” She smiled. My heart sunk at the words ‘best friends’. That was all we would ever be and it hurt to think of that.

“Okay well if you insist.” I giggled.

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“Is that all you’ve got?” Leah asked after I brought all the boxes with my stuff from my car and into my new house. There was a significantly smaller amount of things with me now than what Leah was used to seeing at my old place.

“Uh yeah, I donated some stuff. Decided to start over.” I laughed. Leah took a box and carried it into my new room, which was across the hall from hers.

“Well this is you. Feel free to decorate obviously…just don’t go knocking down any walls.” She deadpanned making me uncomfortable before she started to laugh at me. Leah was always like this.

With a roll of my eyes, I started to unpack the first of my boxes. As I turned to place my fake bonsai tree on the bedside table I noticed Leah staring at me with a small smile on her face, snapping out of it when she noticed I was looking at her.

“Takeaway pizza for dinner?” She asked.

“Yup. Plain cheese?” I replied. She nodded with a chuckle before turning to leave the room.

I spent the next hour or so unpacking everything and decorating the once plain room. It felt weird knowing that this room once belonged to her ex, I wasn’t entirely sure if they did sleep in the same bed while they were together, but I did know that this room was Jordan’s from the previous times I had come over. It just never once occurred to me that I would be living here with the girl that I had a fat crush on. How was I going to survive this? How would I manage if Leah ever brought home another girl or guy? I didn’t know how to feel.

“Y/N! Pizza’s here!” Leah called up to me from downstairs. I sighed to shake the doubts from my head before walking down to where Leah was waiting in the living room with one big box of pizza.

With a confused look on my face I opened the box, my confusion only growing as I confirmed that there was indeed only one pizza. “Where’s the other one?” I asked.

“Oh, I only ordered one. I thought we could share.” She shrugged as she sat on the couch and patted the cushion next to her, telling me to sit down.

My heart fluttered at the idea of sharing a pizza with her. “Cool. Sounds good.” I smiled, internally groaning at how weird I sounded. Leah returned a small smile before reaching over to take a slice.

Pull yourself together, it’s a pizza for Gods sake.

“You okay?” She asked with her hand covering her mouth to prevent the food from showing. I nodded before taking the seat that she had previously pointed at.

“Sorry, just in my own head.” I giggled as I grabbed a smaller slice than the one Leah had, letting out a small moan at the taste of it. Leah whipped her head to look at me with wide eyes as I blushed at the thought that I had actually done that out loud. “I’m so sorry, but holy shit where do you get this? This tastes better than most pizzas I’ve ate.” I exclaimed.

Leah laughed before shaking her head and wiping her hands with a napkin. “This chippy down the road. Discovered it when I was drunk and I’ve been loyal ever since. I can’t say I’ve ever moaned at the taste though.” She spoke, still laughing her head off. I rolled my eyes before taking another slice.

“Shut uppp.” I groaned. “It just slipped out.” I sighed, still feeling rather embarrassed about the whole situation. “Wait…you kept this delicacy from me this whole time?” I questioned, my mood now going from extreme embarrassment to confusion and slight betrayal.

“Guilty.” She put her hands up like she had been caught red handed before the both of us folded into each other in laughter. During our antics, Leah’s hand made its way onto the top of my thigh, making my breath hitch and my laughter halt. As her laughter stopped too, I looked up to see that she was already staring at me with a nervous look on her face and her eyes half closed, focusing on my lips.

“Leah?” I whispered. The tension in the room grew as the distance between us shrunk until I could feel her warm breath on my lips. My heart rate rapidly increasing as her eyes fully closed and her lips moved closer so that they were millimetres away from my own, my chest finally felt like it exploded as I finally felt the weight of Leah’s lips on mine.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and she wrapped hers around the back of my neck as her tongue licked my bottom lip, sighing as I opened my mouth wider and felt her consume me. We broke apart as the need for oxygen overcame us.

“Wow.”

“Yeah.”

I panted as Leah looked intensely into my eyes, making me feel more nervous than I had ever felt. “Are you alright?” I finally asked as she had been quiet for quite some time.

She leant forward so that her elbows were resting on her knees and her head was in her hands. Feeling immediately off, I reached forward with her and placed a comforting hand on the back of her shoulder.

In all honesty I thought it would’ve been me that was like this if we ever kissed.

“What was that?” She finally asked, leaning back into the couch and staring at me again. I felt my heart sink as she asked that. She sounded annoyed.

“A kiss.” I deadpanned.

“Obviously.” She rolled her eyes. I let out a breath as I mentally prepared myself for the possible rejection that could come from my next statement.

“I like you.” I replied, now looking anywhere but Leah as I didn’t want to see the current look on her face. “No…I love you. I have for awhile - well, a couple of months anyway.” I continued.

“Really?”

I frowned as I stared into the wall behind Leah. “Yeah. I’m sorry.” I said.

As I was getting up, a hand on my knee prevented me from moving anywhere. I took a deep breath as I looked at Leah, not seeing the disgusted face I though I would, in fact she had a huge grin on her face.

“I love you too.” She stated, making my world feel like it crumbled. She actually liked me back? I sat back down next to her and looked at her with wide eyes.

“Really?” I replied.

She laughed and leant in closer to me. “Of course I do, I thought I made it obvious but maybe not? Ever since that night when you held me while I was drunk crying, not complaining once about the snot that I had gotten on your favourite jumper. I love you, Y/N.”

“I think that’s the most romantic thing someone has ever said to me.” I smiled, noticing the crinkles on her nose as she smiled and the small freckles that dotted her nose.

“Shut up and kiss me.”

[wavypotatochips]

Could we get a jealous Sergio that ends with fluff please <3

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 | 𝐀 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐑𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Sergio Ramos x Female Reader

Word Count : 941

𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦: Of course I can! Usually when I get request that does not include a specific scene I create a 'short story' so I hope that's okay! Thank you so much for requesting!! I Hope you like how I represent your idea ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚!!

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You were having a fun night out with your girlfriends and their boyfriends. You looked stunning in your outfit and were filled with self-confidence. You and your girlfriends hit the dance floor and danced to the music, laughing and having a fantastic time, while the guys were playing pool.

As you are dancing, you couldn't help but to notice a man staring at you from across the room . You initially tried to ignore him, but he persisted in his gaze, making you uneasy. You told your friends about it, and they tried to help you by standing in-between you and him to block his vision. Nonetheless, the man continued to approach your group closer and closer.

You withdraw yourself from the group so that you can go to the bar and order another drink. While making your way towards the bar, the man approaches you directly, trying to make small talk. "Hey there, gorgeous," he says, grinning at you. "What's your name?"

You felt a pang of discomfort in your stomach as you tried to be polite. "I'm sorry, I'm not interested," you say, smiling weakly.

But the man wasn't deterred. He kept trying to flirt with you, making you feel more and more uneasy. Just as you were about to say something more forceful, you felt a strong arm wrap around your waist.

"Is there a problem here?" came the deep, commanding voice of your boyfriend, Sergio Ramos.

The man looks up and sees the tall, muscular man standing beside you, his expression stern. He swallows nervously, shaking his head.

"N-no, no problem," he stammers, holding his hands up in surrender.

Sergio didn't move, keeping his arm around you possessively. "Good," his voice low and threatening. "Because I wouldn't want my lovely girl to have to pay my bail bond."

The man quickly makes his escape, and Sergio turns to you, his expression softening. "Are you okay?" he asks, his eyes full of concern.

You nodded, feeling grateful for his protection. "Thank you," you say, snuggling closer to him. "I don't know what I would do without you."

He smiles down at you, stroking your hair gently. "You don't have to worry about anything," he says. "I'll always be here to protect you."

You feel a warm sense of love and gratitude for him, knowing that he would always have your back. Together, you continued to enjoy the night, feeling safe and loved in each other's arms.

As you two began to walk back to your car, Sergio's arm still wrapped around you, you felt him tense up suddenly. "What's wrong?" you ask, turning to look at him.

He scowled, his eyes fixed on a man across the street who was staring at you. "That guy over there, he's been looking at you ever since we left. I don't like it."

You rolled your eyes, feeling a little amused. "Sergio, he's just a stranger. It doesn't mean anything."

But Sergio wasn't convinced. "I don't care," he said. "I don't want anyone else looking at you like that."

You felt a flutter in your stomach at his possessiveness. You knew that it wasn't healthy to be so jealous, but there was something undeniably attractive about his protective instincts. "Well, what do you want me to do about it?" you ask, teasingly.

Sergio smirks looking down at you, playfully stating "There's not much you can do, so I guess I will have to just trap you in the house from now on.” Even though he is being playful, you can't help but to believe that if he could- he definitely would.

"You are crazy, you know that?," you chuckle while shaking your head, a wave of affection coming over you.

He smiles and winks at you, "Crazy for you.”

You smile and hug him tightly, feeling his warmth enveloping you. "Oh hush you dork." 

While you two continued to walk towards your car, Sergio kept his arm around you, his eyes scanning the area for any potential threats. You couldn't help but feel a little amused at his overprotectiveness, but at the same time, it made you feel safe and loved.

Later that night once you two make it home, Sergio immediately started making dinner for the two of you, his focus entirely on you. You watch him move around the kitchen, his muscles flexing under his shirt, and feel a warm sense of contentment.

As you ate dinner together, Sergio kept stealing glances at you, a possessive glint in his eye. "You know," he says suddenly, "I don't think I tell you enough how beautiful you are."

You blush, feeling flattered. "You tell me all the time," you said, smiling at him.

He shakes his head. "No, I mean it," he says. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, inside and out."

You feel your heart swell with love for him, feeling grateful for his kind words. "Thank you," you say softly.

After dinner, you curled up on the couch together, watching a movie. Sergio held you close, his arms wrapped around you protectively, and you felt a sense of peace settle over you.

As the movie ended, Sergio turns to you, his eyes full of love. "I don't know what I would do without you," he says, his voice low and intense.

You smile at him, feeling grateful for his love. "I feel the same way," you say, snuggling closer to him.

He leans down and kisses you, his lips soft and tender. You feel a rush of emotion as you kiss him back, feeling his love envelop you.

As the night wore on, you and Sergio fell asleep in each other's arms, feeling safe and loved. And as you drifted off to sleep, you knew that no matter what happened, you had someone who would always be there to protect you and love you.

[lenaswritingandstuff]

Kylian being jealous would include

Requested by Anon: "Kylian Mbappe jealousy imagine"

Characters: Kylian Mbappé, you

Warnings: Mention of smut; English is not my first language

A/N: GIF IS NOT MINE.

When you first started dating Kylian you didn't really expect him to be jealous

But he is

He trusts you, it's the others he doesn't trust

When he sees a guy flirting with you at the bar, Kylian stays where he is and observes the scene, amused by the fact that the guy thinks he has a chance

When you politely rejects the guy, Kylian gets annoyed because he thinks you should be harder with the guy

His jealousy doesn't show, as he manages his emotions very well in public (the pitch is another topic)

When the guy finally leaves, Kylian teases you about him

"Lucky you, to be offered a drink"

"Oh, don't start"

His jealousy get worse when you distance yourself from him after an argument and you talk with other guy

Again he doesn't say anything on the moment, but you know Kylian enough to know that, by the way he's looking at you and the guy, he's dying to do something illegal

And when you two make up in bed, he makes you remember who you belong to and who is touching you

But he still trusts you and doesn't think you would cheat on him

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oml your smuts are so good could you write something with thigh riding please love your work stay safe and take care love ya 🤍

Omgggg you don’t even know how much this means to me like all the feedback I’ve received means a lot to me and I will try to write more thank you for your sweet message and request. Enjoy 💕🧚🏼‍♂️

Gavi x reader smut

Warning: smut

I’m sorry that this one is a bit short

Pablo was playing fifa with pedri who else 🙄and I was so horny but he wouldn’t let me do anything so I’m just laying on the bad and trying to causes some friction trough my thighs.

Then Pablo looked back at me and smiled and then he noticed what I was doing with my legs and smirked at me and made a come here motion with his fingers and I get up and I walked over to him and he pulls me on his thigh “here hermosa this will make it better,, He smiles and kisses my head and tells me to take off my underwear and I do so, then I sit back on hit thigh “pablito what do I do now,,

“Bonita do the same thing that you do with my dick just on my leg and not my dick,, He starts the game again and wraps his arms around my waist and kisses my head and I start rubbing myself on his thigh and it surprisingly feels pretty great “fuck,,

“shh Bonita I'm on mic,, I put my head in the crook of his neck and I moan into it but I guess pedri and the boys could still here me “homie what are you doing,, asks pedri “y/n is masturbating and she's being loud He puts his mic up “stop being loud hermosa,,

,,I'm so― omg baby I'm gonna”

“ok hurry up and cum bonita,, I go faster and I cum and then I get up and go take a shower and then I feel arms behind me, so now we are getting out after being in there for an hour ifykyk 1

[luckybitchsstuff]

hi! i’d like to request an erling haaland imagine in which the reader has surgery (nothing major, like an appendectomy) and erling takes care of her ❤️

The operation - Erling Haaland

Hiii thank you for requesting I appreciate it a lot

DISCLAIMER I haven’t wrote for a bit so if I mess it up a bit I’m sorry

Pairing - Erling Haaland x female reader

Warnings!! - mentions of an operation and anesthesia and just Erling being a cutie

Y/N POV

"Babe, you'll be fine, trust me," Erling said in a soft voice as I was getting into my blue gown to get ready for my operation as I had damaged my hand a few days ago

"I'm just scared. You know how I feel about hospitals; I don't like them!" Erling sympathetically looked at me. " I'll be here when you wake up, I promise, okay?" | nodded at him instead of giving an actual reply

My nurse then walks into my room.

"How are you feeling?" | looked up at her as she checked my vitals and things like that. I wasn't paying enough attention to see fully

"As ready as I'll ever be." I gave her a small smile. " okay, so I'm going to give you some anesthesia. It isn't weak enough to the point you will wake up, but it isn't strong enough to last for multiple hours. The operation should only be around 1 to 2 hours." She said while focusing on the iv line

" I'm going to insert the anesthesia now so that you will be asleep in the next 5 minutes." | looked up the where she was injecting the anesthesia and watched it run down the tube

"I'll be here when you wake up, okay?"

Erling said in a sweet voice as he rubbed the hand he was holding

"Okay, thank you for being here. Love you." | looked up to him with hooded eyes as mine started to drop from the anesthesia kicking in. "I love you too."

And that was the last few words I heard come out of his mouth before the anesthesia entirely took over

My eyes slowly started to flutter open, and at first, I was unsure of where I was, but as I finally regained my senses, I realized I was in the hospital. I could feel someone holding my hand. I turned my head to the right slowly and saw Erling sitting, holding my hand while he was scrolling through his phone, oblivious to the fact I was awake

"What you looking at?" Erling whipped his head up to look at you and smiled as he saw you were awake. "Just scrolling through Instagram; how are you feeling?"

"Not too bad, just a little sore." | said, sending a small smile. Just as I was about to continue the conversation, a nurse entered the room. "How are you feeling?" She said with a bright smile on her face

"Not too bad, just tired, and my hand is a little sore, but not bad." She gave you a quick look before handing you some medication. *You should be able to leave in the next hour. We have to monitor you for 30 minutes to ensure the pain goes down then you are free to go." She smiled as she turned to leave the room after handing me some water for my tablets

"Finally home sweet home." | said as I stepped into the front door of my and Erling's house. I went to grab my bag to carry it up the stairs, but before I could, Erling swooped in to grab it before me. You are not doing anything. Go and sit on the sofa, and I will bring you some snacks and water." I gave him a confused look, and he just shook his shoulders and took my bags up the stairs to our bedroom

The night I stayed the same. He was doing everything for me. I liked it, but I also hated not walking to the kitchen to get my drink. I'm not going to complain as it is rare we are ever just us two anymore since he's always away playing games, and I also have my job, so I can't always go with him, but moments like these are amazing

"Erling, I'm tired I'm going to go to bed. I said while keeping my head placed on his shoulder. "Okay, pass me the remote let me turn off the tv, babe." I grabbed the remote and did it myself and stood up to walk myself up the stairs to bed, but as I started walking away, I felt him pick me up bridal style. "what did I say I told you not to do anything." He said as he was walking up the stairs. *I know. I'm sorry I forgot." He shocks his head and lets out a little laugh

He placed me down on the side of the bed before bringing me my pajamas and helping me with my pants and shirt, as I could not use my hand. After I got changed, I lay under the bed covers, then he joined, and I snuggled up to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and facing him.

"thank you for looking after me." | said, looking at him. "Don't thank me. That's what I'm here to do, baby, and I would rather be helping you than doing anything else."

One yawned as I slowly started to drift off, saying a quiet. "I love you." As I finally started to shut down, I heard him say.

"I love you too so much.”

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Thank you for whoever requested and I apologize if this wasn’t exactly what you wanted but I tried and if you guys could give me tips on writing I don’t mind as I’m trying to improve thanks

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The Looks - Guro Reiten

The longing looks that you have been giving Guro haven’t been going unnoticed.

Prompt 10 - “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

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All of the Chelsea girls knew about your huge crush on Guro including her best friend Erin and they non-stop teased you about it especially when they caught you looking at her like she was an angel, which she was to you.

Whenever you were around Guro, you suddenly couldn’t talk and you would get all flustered. But it often left Guro thinking that you didn’t like her because you would only ever talk to her when you're on the pitch.

After some time you were able to at least have a decent conversation with Guro which is when she started to look at you more than just a teammate and friend.

Whenever the Chelsea girls decided to have movie night you and Guro would be the first ones cuddled up with each other underneath a huge fluffy blanket. 

Movie nights would usually end up with Guro carrying you back to your room and every time you would ask her to stay to cuddle you.

Everyone could see that the both of you had feelings for one another but somehow you just couldn’t see that your feelings weren’t just one sided. Which is why Erin, Guro’s best friend on the team and Millie, your best friend on the team decides to do something about it.

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You woke up to the sound of an alarm going off which made you groan in annoyance which made the person cuddled into you chuckle. 

“Morning.” Guro says as she leans up and kisses you on the cheek before getting off the sofa that the both of you had fallen asleep on while having a movie night.

“Morning.” You say as you blush as she kisses your cheek and watch her as she walks to get dressed. 

As you admired Guro from afar, she turns around and looks at with the look in her eyes that you couldn’t quite describe. “Could I talk to you about something? Or well, tell you something?” Guro says to you looking quite serious and nervous. “Yeah of course.” You say sitting up on the sofa and looking at Guro as she nervously sits down next to you on the sofa.

“I‘ve been wanting to tell you this for a while now but it was never the right time but I think that now we are alone for once, I’m finally going to tell you. I have had feelings for you since that time we got stuck in that lift together. I-....I am in love with you. I really hope you feel the same which I think you do because I've seen the way you look at me when you think that I don’t notice.” Guro says as her legs bounce nervously as you digest what she had just told you and she takes that as an answer.

Guro stands up from her seat and starts to get her coat but before she can do anything you grab her forearm, pulling her towards you. “I’m in love with you too.” You say as you lean in and kiss Guro after waiting for this moment for so long.

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João Felix x male reader

Note: took this chance to ease out my inbox and ran with it.

Important

Requested by: @k1ng0fmyheart & anon

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Waffles

Y/n’s Pov:

“I’m home!” I yell as i enter my house. No reply, mhm weird. But didn’t think much of it, since joão often wears headphones with noise cancelling. So he wouldn’t be able to hear me either way.

I take off my jacket and hang it on the clothing racket, I also take off my shoes. I walk the living room and close the door behind me. As soon as I walk in the kitchen I see my boyfriend João, I walk up to him and wrap my arms around him.

“Oh hey, meu amor” he say, startled by me. He turns around and my stomach just fills with butterflies as soon as I see his cute face. [my love]

“Hey beautiful. What are you making?” I ask as I lean in for a kiss. God what was he pretty.

“I’m making waffles! How was working, on a Saturday?” He asked kind of mocking me. I was a teacher but needed to attend a important meeting, luckily i was being paid.

“It was okay. The waffles smell delicious.” I said looking in to his dark eyes. “Missed your pretty face.”

“I missed yours as well, I also did the laundry.” He said giving me a kiss. I kissed him back, giving him a wink as I left to change in to my sweats.

As soon as I got to the 2nd floor I noticed it was particularly clean, João definitely did more than ‘just laundry’ wich isn’t anything new. 

I walked into our shared bedroom, and opened our closet. I looked for a good second but didn’t see anything cute, so i looked at my boyfriends side and immediately saw something actually kind of cute. I quickly put it on, it fitted a bit tightly since I’m a bit buffer than João.

(You’re wearing this)

I walk downstairs being scared of his reaction, knowing he has a short temper. As I walk in the living room I see him playing Fifa with concentration. He’s good at it, it’s cute to see him concentrate. He scores, finally looking around and finally sees me. He looks blushes.

“You look great,love.” He said, as leans in to kiss me. Our lips connect.

“Thank you.” I say blushing.

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This is so disappointing this took me like 4 days😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 but like I already said I take mental health serious. Sk sorry if this is short, it’s the best i can to with my current mental state❤️

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HI!

if you have some ideas to imagines with any footballer (i really know a lot of them) you can text me a request!

of course you need to know that i might modify requests a bit, but the original plan would stay.

some more informations:

• i don’t write smuts

• sometimes you will need a little longer for me to write your idea, because i want it to be perfect

• i can write about pregnancy, age gaps, mental health etc. i feel comfortable even with hard topics

thanks for attention!

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I would really love your thoughts on my work. Please give me feedback or request. My asks are also open for chatting about anything.

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Me waiting for someone to drop ideas in my inbox

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REQUESTS

Hi everyone, I’ve been silently reading tumblr fics for literally years and I just got the urge to write on here. I’ve wrote stuff on Wattpad before but this is a bit different? Lmao.

So if anybody wants to send some requests or anything (currently just LW) please do and I’ll try my best. A warning that I won’t write smut or anything that sexualises people :)

[wavypotatochips]

can you write some ramos headcanons pls? <3

𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞:') 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 !

Despite his tough-guy exterior on the field, Sergio is actually a huge romantic at heart. He loves to surprise you with flowers, plan surprise dates, and write you love letters.

He's incredibly protective of you and your relationship. If anyone were to ever disrespect or harm you, he would be the first to step in and defend you.

Sergio is a great listener and always takes the time to hear you out when you need to vent or talk through something. He's a great support system and always makes you feel heard and understood.

Because of his busy schedule as a professional athlete, you often have to plan your schedules around each other. But when you do get time together, he always makes it count.

He's very family-oriented and loves to spend time with your family as well as his own. He's very close with his siblings and loves to dote on his niece and nephews.

Sergio is a bit of a neat freak and likes everything to be clean and organized. But he's also very open to compromise and finding a system that works for both of you.

He's a great cook and loves to make you breakfast in bed on lazy weekends. He's also very adventurous when it comes to trying new foods and loves to take you out to new restaurants.

He's very confident in his own abilities, but also very humble and always willing to learn and improve. He's very supportive of your own goals and dreams and always encourages you to chase after them.

Despite his tough exterior, he's also very emotional and not afraid to show vulnerability. He's not afraid to cry in front of you and always allows himself to be open and honest with his feelings.

Above all, he loves you deeply and would do anything to make you happy. He's always thinking of you and different ways to spoil you.

[lenaswritingandstuff]

Kylian being a dad would include

Requested by Anon: Kylian Mbappe pregnancy/dad head cannons

Characters: Kylian Mbappé, you

Warnings: None; English is not my first language

A/N: GIF IS NOT MINE.

Your relationship with Kylian was going great, and even though you guys didn't talk about marriage or children you still planned to spend the rest of your lives together

You know he wanted kids, though - and so did you

So when you found out you were pregnant, he was overjoyed, and immediately went to kiss and hug you

He was so happy he told his teammates soon after

After that he kept spoiling you, buying you a new gift every week, so much so that even though you appreciated it, you still asked him to stop

He always made sure you were okay, and insisted you rest

After a while you told both your families and friends, who were very happy for you

As time went, you and Kylian started buying baby stuff, started creating a room for the baby and started thinking of names

You guys were together when your water broke, so despite being scared for you, he took you to the hospital

He stayed with your during the wole thing, holding your hand and giving you words of encouragement

When he saw his son he almost cried

He kissed your forehead, praising you and telling uou how much he loved you

He was an amazing dad, spoiling both the baby and you

His first goal after was dedicated to your son

He had no problem waking up in the middle on the night when the baby was crying or with changing diapers

After some time, he took you on a vacation where he asked you to marry him, and you two married a year later

As your son grew up, Kylian turned into a cool yet protective dad, doing activites with him wherever he could and quickly taught him how to play football

He would sometimes come home with gifts for your son, but made sure not to spoil them too much

When your son was a toddler, Kylian started wanting another child with you

He didn't want to push you so at first he didn't tell you, and would understand if one child was enough for you

But the thing is, you had thoughts about having another child too

So you had a conversation and started trying for another - hopefully a little girl

And some time after, you had great news for him

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