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Jurgen Norbert Klopp, you have blood on your hands.

#free carvalho #What have you done kloppo #liverpool #fabio carvalho #lfc #liverpool fc

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hi!! do you write for fabio carvalho? :)

I haven't written anything for Fabio before, but I would be happy to. Just let me know if you want anything for him. :)

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Curtis Jones comes on and we immediately concede.

Coincidence? I think not.

#this is a Curtis jones hate page btw #we are acc such a joke but I love it

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Where I’ve been:

First of all I hope you all have had a good Christmas if you celebrate it and that you’re having a great start to 2023.

The more observant amongst you may have noticed that I haven’t posted a fanfic for a while. Tbh it was my intention to post quite a few over December but an opportunity came up for me that I couldn’t say no to.

Essentially I’ve now moved back in with my mam and dad in Liverpool, sounds like a step backwards but tbh I just couldn’t find a flat at such short notice . I didn’t know this was gonna happen until the start of December/late November when I got an email from the school I did my placement for teacher training at to tell me that one of their teachers was retiring in January and they wondered if I wanted to apply for it.

And long story short I got the job, so I’ve been busy all month sorting out both moving out and then also getting stuff sorted for my new job. So my writing had to come last, but now I’m settled back in and got my stuff sorted. I’ll get back to writing soon.

Hopefully I should have something out for you by next week. And also I just wanted to thank all of you for the support I have received on my previous fics, it really does mean a lot to me. And once again, Happy new Year everyone! :)

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do you have a list of players or managers you write? xx

No, I don't have a list for this as I am comfortable writing for most players and managers. However, if at some point I change my mind I will let you know.

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Any more fics coming soon?

Yup, some of my Christmas ones will be done soon.

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Moving in- Mo Salah

"You said you'd be here to pick me up in 5 minutes," you look down and glance at your watch, "25 minutes ago." Mo chuckled over the phone line, "Yes but I got a bit distracted, ok? You know I can't resist a good hot chocolate on a cold day." You audibly sighed, "Yes, but did you have to get one from the busiest café you could think of?" "No, but I wanted a nice one- If it makes you feel better I got you one too." You could almost hear the cheeky grin playing on his face.

"Yknow what yes, it does make me feel better." He laughed, "This time I will pick you up in 5 minutes, see you in a few." You hung up and smiled to yourself- today was the day you were moving in with Mo, it was the start of a new chapter for both of you. But for now you had to wait on the doorstep of your first house, you had already given the keys to the estate agent. So many memories had been created in that house- but you knew more memories could be made with Mo in his house.

Eventually, Mo pulled up to your old house- you said one last goodbye and got in. "Took your time, didn't you?" he said as you sat in the car. "It's the hypocrisy for me," you put your seatbelt on and he passed you the promised hot chocolate. A comfortable silence enveloped the two of you before he broke it, "So, you excited?" You jokingly shook your head, "For what, moving in with you? No chance, you wouldn't be so lucky." He sighed, "Well that's a shame. Because you're coming with me anyway."

After a while, you arrived at what was to be your new home. After you both got out of the car Mo pulled you into a hug, "Who did you get to bring your stuff again? Would've thought they'd've been here by now." You sighed, "Robbo." He just laughed. "You'll be lucky if it's here by the end of the week." He had a point Andy probably wasn't the best choice.

You spent the rest of the day getting settled in which mostly involved; stealing Mo's hoodies, eating his food and waiting for Robbo to come with your stuff- which he didn't until the next morning.

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Any update on the next fanfic? Preferably Salah (sorry I’m annoying I know)

It’s ok, tbh I did say it would be done soon- but these last few weeks have not been too kind to me. It’ll definitely be done by tonight or tomorrow morning.

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When’s your next Salah fic due? Thanks

It should’ve been out by now, but i broke my laptop so i can’t write much. It’s getting fixed tomorrow so hopefully it’ll be done soon.

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The Mo fanfic was amazing thanks, do you have any more of him coming soon? :-)

Not that soon but I do have some planned for the next few weeks. Glad you enjoyed it :)

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Pregnant- Mo Salah

Sorry to whoever requested this, I don't write smut- but I have still written an imagine based off of the latter part of your request.

You dropped to the floor, this wasn't good- you were pregnant. And knowing your luck Mo wouldn't want anything to do with a child, you would have to raise them all on your own. Oh God, after Mo left you no one would want to date a mother- your life would be virtually over. Warm tears flowed down your face, and for the first time in a long time you were truly scared.

The front door creaked open and you knew it was Mo, so you wiped your eyes and tried to compose yourself. "Where are you, love?" he called out through the house. You stepped out into the hallway and gave him a hug- oh how you would miss these arms. "You look like you have been crying, are you ok?"

"Yeah." you stuttered, not even sounding convincing. Mo dropped his happy tone and sounded more serious this time, "What's wrong? You can tell me anything." You try to speak but no words will leave your mouth, and tears fill your eyes. “I’m worried now, what is it?” He gently wipes the tears away from your eyes.

You reach into your pocket and pass him the pregnancy test, as he looks at it his eyes light up, “Does this mean what I think it means?” You nod, and he tightly wraps his arms around you. “I can’t believe it I’m going to be a dad! Isn’t this fantastic news?” You shrug, “Wait, this is why you were crying?”

“I thought you would leave us.” Your voice is shaky, as if still unsure if Mo is happy. He laughs, “Don’t be ridiculous, I would never. I think this may be the best thing that has ever happened to me.” At last you feel like you can smile, knowing that you are safe.

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Mo had just scored, it was his first goal since you had told him, and he had planned to tell everyone in his celebration. You are left to wonder if he would go through with it or not. And sure enough, he did- he put the ball in his shirt before pointing at you and blowing a kiss. All you could think about though is how excited you are to start a new chapter with Mo.

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Do you have any Salah fanfics due to be done soon? Thanks :-)

Yes, I have two that I'm working on at the moment, along with a Darwin one. One of the Mo ones will be finished tonight, I hope you enjoy them. :)

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Day Off- Trent Alexander-Arnold

You stirred as the sun broke through the curtains in your room, and as you roll over you see Trent laid next to you, still asleep. You begin to get up out of bed before his arm wraps around you and pulls you back down into the bed. "Don't know where you think you're going." he says, voice raspy with sleep. "I was gonna go and get some work done." You try to wiggle out of his arm but his grip is too strong.

"Well I was thinking, instead of you getting your work done we could just spend some time together today and chill." You have been meaning to spend some more time with Trent for weeks, but there was so much to do today. As if reading your mind, "I'll help you get your work done after training tomorrow." You sighed before reluctantly agreeing.

After you had both gotten dressed, you begun making pancakes. Trent was stirring the eggs, milk and pancake mix together as you cut strawberries and bananas. "Do you need some help with that Trent?" you ask him after finishing cutting the fruit. He nods gratefully, and as you approach he steps out of the way. As he did so you dipped your finger into the mixture and smear it onto his nose.

He gasps overdramatically, "How could you?" He picks up a handful of the leftover pancake mix and throws it towards you, fortunately you manage to dodge the bulk of the powder and are only caught up in the dust. You reach for the fruit you cut earlier and throw a handful where you think Trent is. You guess it hits him as you hear him groan. You are looking for something else to throw as you feel an egg crack on the back of your leg.

"This is why we are never having pancakes again." Trent says for the 100th time since you started clearing up the mess from your impromptu food fight. "Worth it though, well apart from the fact we don't have any breakfast now." The cleaning is eventually finished and you decide to order a McDonalds breakfast to eat whilst watching Jumanji.

You spend the rest of the day messing around and watching films before you both went back to sleep.

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I made a request earlier, how long would it take?

I’ve been a bit busy today, but it should be out later tonight. I’ve been working on a couple so you might get two today.

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How long does it take you to do a fanfic?

To actually write it takes me no more than 2 hours (in like 30 min blocks because I have no attention span.) But to like come up with the idea and like plan it out is like another hour or so. So like about three hours sometimes more, sometimes less.

#anon #asks

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Halloween Party- Trent Alexander-Arnold

It was the night of the Club's annual Halloween Party, this year everyone was to dress up in the most out-of-the box, completely random costume you could think of, it was a competition- so of course you and Trent were eager to impress. "Do you not think this is a little boring, love?" Trent yelled across the hallway, "What, Minions lashed with fake blood, nah I don't think so."

Once you both were dressed, you drove to the party. "Leave by half ten, yeah?" Trent asked, knowing you wanted to watch some movies later. You nodded, before knocking on the door. You were answered to by Kostas, who had wrapped himself in toilet paper to become a Mummy. "Come in guys, join the mad house." Kostas lead you into the room where everyone else was.

You took a glass of wine from the bar before you began to mingle. There had been some very unique costumes as everyone had interpreted the task differently, and you found yourself laughing at everyone’s, to the point where holding a conversation became a little difficult.

When it came to voting for the best costumes there were only two you had in mind; Milly’s costume which was literally just him wearing normal clothes with a box taped to his foot (you admired the simplicity and the literal taking of the brief) or Jurgen’s piñata costume, which was very creative indeed. It turns out that in fact everyone had voted for the latter, well apart from Jurgen himself.

You were several hours into the party now, it was quarter past twelve and you were going to leave 2 and a half hours ago, but you didn’t care- you were having plenty a good time talking with the other wags. “Right so then after that,” Rebecca, Jordan’s wife, began before she was interrupted, “There you are y/n, let’s get you home” I was Trent he grabbed your hand and pulled you up, despite your resistance.

You stumbled as you tried to walk, maybe so much alcohol was not a good idea. You started to fall before Trent picked you up in a strong arm and put you over his shoulder. The next thing you knew, you were in the passenger seat of his car. “Cmon y/n drink some water,” he had the bottle out in front of you, “Please y/n I can tell you haven’t had much tonight.” You, eventually, took the water from him and had a few small sips.

And before you knew it, he was carrying you up the stairs and into the bedroom. He put you down on the bed carefully, before he handed you your nightclothes. "Can I just sleep in these?" you gestured to the costume. Trent shook his head firmly, "You'll kill me in the morning." He sat on the bed next to you, as he had already changed. You were really struggling to take the costume off so Trent helped you, then he helped again when you couldn't put the nightclothes on.

When you finally laid down to sleep, Trent wrapped you in his arms and placed kisses to your forehead, "Goodnight, love." was all you heard before you drifted off into sleep.

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Scarf- Jurgen Klopp and Pep Ljinders

It had been a terrible day for Liverpool, a 1-0 loss to rock bottom of the league Forest was not the best way to get the season back on track. Pep had been looking for Jurgen ever since the match had ended, he had an important question for the boss. Eventually, he found Jurgen in the away office- sat behind the desk grasping onto something that was not visible to him.

"There you are Jurgen, I have a question for you." Jurgen jolted, clearly not expecting the disturbance. When he did so the object he was holding became visible, an unadorned black scarf. "What's with the scarf? Very boring not much like yourself Jurg, to have something like that." Pep sat in the chair opposite Jurgen as he spoke. "This old thing?" Jurgen chucked it onto the desk gently.

Pep nodded, "How long have you had that? Looks a while if you'd ask me." Jurgen stroked his beard in thought, " It was supposedly my Grandfather's, then my Dad's," He paused, as if unsure what to say, "No idea when it became mine, I've had it as long as I can remember. Which admittedly, isn't too long." The Dutchman laughed slightly before asking, "How comes it's here with you?"

"Its my lucky charm if you will, before today I've never lost a game when I had this scarf with me," Jurgen frowned, "Not at Mainz or Dortmund, and only just now at Liverpool." He picked the scarf back up, and neatly tied it around his neck. "I guess its kind of pointless- well now at least- but it has always given me confidence, amongst other things."

"And one day it will be Marc's, not soon, but one day. An I can only hope it will bring him the same luck and confidence it has always brought me." He got up and slung his backpack over his shoulder, "What did you want to ask Pep?" Pep shook his head, "I can't remember now Boss, it'll come back to me soon." The German laughed before he left the office, leaving Pep to think about what he had just been told.

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