#asensio x reader

[hornyramostan]

Alone; Marco Asensio

You were at a party organised by one of your boyfriend teammate's. You and your boyfriend Marco where there, dancing to the music the dj was playing. "I have to go to the bathroom" you said to Marco "ok, you want me to come with you?" "no, don't worry it's okay, do you mind watching my purse?" "no babe it's fine" "thanks honey" as thanks you gave him a kiss and got off the seat at the bar to go to the bathroom

There were really a lot of people. You had to ask for permission, and sometimes even push because there was no free space anywhere. You were about to get to the bathroom when you felt someone touch your ass. You quickly turned around to see who it was and in a thousandth of a second a man much taller than you pushed you towards the man bathroom. When you could realize it, the door was already closed and the man was unbuttoning his pants. As a reflex you pushed him and tried to run but couldn't open the door, then you started screaming and kicking the door. Strong arms grabbed you and covered your mouth, while the other hand lifted up your dress. You were terrified, something like this had never happened to you and and worst of all, you couldn't call your boyfriend, because your cell phone was in your wallet, which he had.

The man started touching your inner thigh getting closer and closer to your vagina. You kicked for me to stop touching you but it was impossible, I just don't know how to stop. You kept screaming for more than you had your mouth covered, but it was useless, nobody came.

Meanwhile, Marco was looking for you like crazy. He had asked everyone who knew you if they had seen you go to the bathroom but no one had seen you. He even peeked into the women's bathroom to see if you were there, and nothing. He was starting to get desperate. To make matters worse, he had your cell phone, so there was no way for him to communicate with you. Due to anxiety, he began to feel hot, so he decided to go to the bathroom to cool off. Arriving at the door, he tried to open it but realized that it was closed. After multiple failed attempts, he decided to lean on the door to hear if anyone was inside. It was very complicated since the music was very loud but he managed to hear something that paralyzed him. You. He heard desperate screams for help that made his blood run cold, but more than anything because they were yours, HIS girlfriend was locked up there with who knows who doing who knows what to her.

Desperate, he began to ask his colleagues for help and they called the manager of the place who had the keys to the bathroom. The image with which Asensio found himself was one of the worst that he has imagined. You were laying on the floor, with your dress up and your face tired. You could see your arms and your legs full of bruises and on your face there were scratches. He could tell that you had been crying because of your swollen eyes. On the other hand the man who had been torturing you was completely immobile. It didn't take many more seconds for your boyfriend to burst in and beat the guy to the ground. Even on the floor, Marco kept hitting his face and cursing him from top to bottom. His teammates told him not to worry, that they would take care of it and that he should go with you. Said and done, they took him out of the place and God will know what happened to that man.

Quickly your boyfriend approached you and with a worried look he examined your body. You were destroyed, and that destroyed him. He grabbed you with his strong arms and took you to his chest in a way to contain you. You sobbed under your breath as he stroked your hair and left kisses on your head. "Everything is going to be fine, sweetheart, no one else is ever going to touch you, not while I'm alive" "I love you with all that I am, I'm sorry for not having been with you, I should have accompanied you, sorry, sorry" at this point Marco had also burst into tears. You hugged him tightly and breathed his perfume, nothing relieved you more than that "It's okay love, it's okay, there was no way to know" you said between sobs. "I know but still, well that doesn't matter now. I want you to tell me what that jerk did to you. EVERYTHING" he looked angry, he was angry, you've never seen him like this.

You started to tell him everything in great detail and you could see how he was tensing up as you talked. It was impossible for you not to cry again and he tucked you back into his arms "I promise and swear that nothing like this will ever happen to you, ever again"

They stayed hugging on the floor for a while longer, until they decided it was a good time to go home and rest. When they left they did not see any of Marco's companions, which they thought weird, but they decided not to worry about it now. The both got home and you fell asleep in his arms that wrapped around you protectively, as if they were a shield. The next morning, Your boyfriend had messages from his teammates saying that neither of you should worry, that everything was resolved. The both exchanged confused glances, but decided to turn a blind eye and thank the team for the concern.

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[findingnemosworld]

𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 - 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐬𝐳𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐳𝐥𝐚𝐢 𝐟𝐭. 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 )

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨 𝐛𝐮��� 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐬, 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!!!

( 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 )

( i mean ... )

( i love you, but it had to happen )

𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝟑𝐫𝐝, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

It's never facile to walk away from a club you've considered your home, especially for nine years yet Marco knew he had made the right decision - things had shifted in terms of his position; he knew that he won't be getting anywhere if he were to renew his contract, that's why tonight he was present for his farewell ceremony, surrounded by his family, his now former teammates who'd become akin to brothers and of course, his girlfriend who'd taken it upon herself to be present in the midst of her hectic schedule as Liverpool's head photographer.

He had gotten through most of the photos whilst she stood at the sidelines, admiring him, her eyes shining with pure pride - suddenly, she was approached by his older brother Igor who said, " You know he wouldn't have made it through all of this if it wasn't for you! "

His words elicited a smile from her, she retorts " Now we both know that he's talented, that alone is a big deal "

Igor chuckles, " But it's his love for you that kept him going, Papá and I could see it "

She looks down, her face flaming with warmth from his words - the fact that she was fortunate to have witnessed Marco's growth from the ripe age of six until now has been impressive, even more so that their love had blossomed along the way, " I love him too Igor, it's sad that he left the way he did because I know deep down just how much he wanted to say "

" I know that too, but it's for the best - whatever he chooses will be a new challenge and a chance for him to prove himself " Igor nods.

Suddenly a wave of silence camped between them before she piped up and asked him, " Did he tell you? which club he's deciding on? "

She was well aware of the fact that several clubs had sent out feelers, Liverpool included; while she didn't pressure him, she had subtly hinted that it would be nice if he joined the reds, that way the pair would no longer be separated by distance.

Igor shakes his head, " He didn't, he said that he'll be taking this time to decide, but I'm sure he'll chose the proper direction "

She lets out a soft breath, smiling at him. " I hope so "

Suddenly, they were approached by Marco who asked. " What're you talking about? "

Igor grins, patting his brother's back. " Nothing important .. you two enjoy yourselves "

Marco shakes his head then chuckles before turning to her, " I was thinking ... "

" Of? " She said, smiling.

" You have three days before you're back to work, right? " He asks.

She nods, " yes, three more days "

" How about we make good use of those days hm? a nice weekend getaway? " He suggests, pressing soft kisses on her cheek.

She beams at the suggestion, " that's a perfect idea, I love it "

He swiftly wraps her in his embrace, resting his forehead on hers. " I love you amor, I'm grateful for all the support you've given me this entire time "

" Marco, I love you so much and I'm proud of everything you've done in your career " She said, with a shaky voice. " No matter where you go I'll support you "

He smiles, " speaking of which ... " he interlocks their hands together, " Remember how you always said that, you wanted to see me play for Liverpool? "

Her heart thuds, eyes growing wide. " Yeah? "

" Well ... I've still not decided but my heart is, it's leaning there " He said with a soft tone.

She covers her mouth in complete shock, " Really? "

Marco nods, cradling her face in his hands. " I know how much you love working there; how much your career has grown there, I know that things haven't been easy for us, but I want to make this work, I want us to succeed together "

Her eyes brim with tears threatening to fall, " You mean that? " she whispers.

He pressed his lips entirely over hers before replying, " I do, I promise you that I'm in this for the long run amor "

As emotional and lovely this moment was, she should have known that things would change drastically in a matter of days, that a 'promise' is never eternal, no matter how hard a person tries, she felt on cloud nine, the pair spent their final days between strolling through Mallorca to spending their nights in each other's arms; upon her return to Liverpool, a sense of dread loomed over, the kind of sensation she wished she had listened to.

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𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝟔𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐒: 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨 𝐀𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔.

The bold lettering mockingly stares at her as she rereads it over and over, convinced that this is a fever dream; that the promise he made was still intact, the the person who'd written this article had gotten their sources wrong, yet she checked Fabrizio's social media and indeed, it was official - Marco had traveled to Paris, he'd chosen to join a club infamous for it's less than stellar practices concealed within.

She watched as her phone was bombarded with messages, some from family, friends with a few from her two closest friends, Andrew and Trent whom were aware of her relationship and had reached out to see if she was ok, she'd ignored most of the messages - opting to only respond to her family's messages, assuring them that she was completely fine despite her obvious distorted state, she looked at the article again, coming across a quote taken from his interview.

' 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞, 𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐏𝐒𝐆 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 '

I and my, the usage of such pronouns was all the affirmation she needed to know that she was no longer part of his future - furiously, she grabs her phone, scrolling through the contacts until she found his, pressing the message button.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐮𝐩, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐭! 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐲, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐬. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.

Just then, the sound of her doorbell caused her to look up in confusion; she wasn't expecting a visitor at this time, dejected, she stood up from the couch, walking towards the front door - she tiptoed to look through the peephole, finding both Andrew and Trent standing on the other side, she tentatively opened the door to meet the concerned faces of her friends. " You guys didn't have to come! "

" We couldn't just leave you alone " Andrew states, being the first to pull her into an embrace while Trent closed the door; then pulled her into an embrace himself.

" I can't believe him " She murmurs, " He made a promise, I should have known he'd do this "

Both players shared a look before Trent said, " You know what, let's forget about him, I bought cheesy movies and snacks for us to enjoy tonight "

" You're right, I'll go and organize snacks while Trent will put the movie in, you go on and freshen up " Andrew smiles.

She couldn't help but let out a sob followed by a giggle, " You two are a lot "

" And you love us for it " Andrew retorts, grinning before he added on, " Go on darling, go on "

That night served as a stepping stone for her to heal, it wasn't facile at all; the weeks that followed were a testament to how strong she truly was as a person - she immersed herself in work, breaking down entirely the minute she returned home; while the duo were as present as they can for her, there was only so much that they could do.

Until, fate sent her a person that she could only refer to as a miracle.

It'd been a month since that day, two new players had joined in the squad following the departure of several key players, the new players in question being Alexis McAllister and Dominik Szoboszlai, the latter being the one to quickly garner attention due to his impressive skills displayed during the Euro tournament as well as the World Cup, the young player had also garnered the love and appreciation of several of the players there, especially Trent as she noted the blossoming bond between the pair, capturing it through photos.

One evening, following the conclusion of their training session in Germany as part of the preseason tour - Trent had suggested that a few of the players step out for dinner, when Andrew nudged him to ask her to accompany them; the Scouser nodded in agreement, approaching her just as she was packing her items, " Hey love, you got a minute? "

She looks up, offering Trent a smile. " What's up? "

" A bunch of us are going out for dinner, to ease Dom and Alex into the squad, I figured you'd be interested in joining us? " He suggests.

Her brows shot up, " Oh? "

" If you don't want to go it's fine " He said before smiling, " It would be nice if you'd join us "

She grew silent, contemplating the prospect of joining them on a night out while her mental state was far from well; then, she nods, smiling at him. " I'll come, it's the least I can do after you and Robbo endured my depressed self "

He chuckles, " You're our girl love, we're always going to be there for you, I'll stop by your room later, yeah? "

She nods with a smile across her lips, " Alright "

He retreats back to his teammates, who were in the midst of chatting when Dominik approached him, " Is she ok? "

Trent wasn't certain if he should divulge in such matters, especially given the fact that the only people who knew of her relationship with Marco were him and Andrew, he shakes his head, " She's just going through some stuff, but she's quite tough, tougher than anyone I've seen "

Dominik nods in understanding, admittedly he had been intrigued by her since his arrival on the squad; had even considered asking her out yet he opted to withhold these thoughts out of fear that he'd step on an unwanted territory given her closeness to Trent.

Trent noted the look in Dominik's eyes, prompting him to say. " If you're thinking of what asking her out, I'd say wait, because what she's going through is a lot, but she's a sweet girl, so if you ask me, I say wait on her "

" Oh no! " He tried to deny, albeit in vain as it was clear that Trent had caught on to his 'crush', " I'm not, .. no "

Trent smiles, patting the Hungarian's back. " Relax mate, I'm not against the idea of you dating her, but she's ... she's going through a lot and if you care about her, you'll wait "

Later on, that night - as the group was gathered in a restaurant near the hotel, Dominik had spent the duration of the dinner stealing glances from her, observing the way she animatedly spoke with Andrew as well as Curtis, with each gesture she made, he found himself intrigued by her, determined to follow through Trent's advise as beneath her cheerful persona, he could see that she was struggling which was quite facile to understand as he too felt the exact same way.

There was more to his move than just the passion he held, hoping to play for Liverpool; his departure from Germany was fueled by the desire to escape his heartache, to further hone his skills and grow as a player, what he didn't expect however; was for his heart to be stolen in such short notice by a woman he could only describe as an angel.

Only time could tell where they could go yet one thing was for sure, he couldn't see a future without her in it.

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.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓.

[ 𝐔𝐄𝐅𝐀 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞, 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩 𝐁: 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐂𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐜, 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐀𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐝 ]

The only thing you could hear from her was the shutter of her camera as she captured the training session through a set of candid photos; it was quite evident just how different she seemed since the announcement of both the UCL draw as well as the opening match for their UCL campaign, she was less than thrilled about the fact that in just three weeks, the Parisian champions will be in Anfield; that meant she had to see him again, one person in particular was quite concerned for her well being, and it prompted him to approach her one evening after training, " Hey baba, do you need any help? "

She looks up; offers him a faint soft smile then nods, " Thank you Dom " she said.

He spent the duration of the time in silence, helping pack up the equipment before he asked, " Are you ok? "

Her brief silence before responding a soft, " Yeah "

The clear dejection in her tone, coupled with how she avoided his gaze was more than enough to confirm his doubts, he looked at her then said with a gentle tone. " You don't look ok "

" Don't worry " She said with a forced smile, " It's just exhaustion, nothing that a good night's sleep can't fix "

He wasn't convinced in the slightest, " If something is bothering you, I'm here if you need someone to talk to "

Her lips thinned, unsure of whether or not she should let him in, so far - the only people that knew of her ache were Andrew and Trent; while Dominik was nothing short of sweet, she considered him a close friend yet she wasn't certain if she should let him in. " It's a long story, I'm not sure if I should burden you with it "

His heart shattered due to the look on her face, " Does it concern a certain team? or a ... certain player? "

Her frozen form confirmed his doubts, " It does, doesn't it? "

She didn't respond, instead she avoided looking at him, which prompted him to further add on, " Listen baba, I won't push you into telling me because I respect you too much to reopen whatever wound you have but I will say ... " he paused for a brief moment before he continued, " If you ever feel like you need to vent, I'm here for you "

She musters up the courage to look at him, noting the storm of emotions swimming through his eyes; kindness, care, and an unreadable emotion that she couldn't quite figure out. " It's a long story Dominik "

" I've got all the time in the world baba, my door is wide open for you to come through and vent your heart out because believe it or not ... you're not the only one that suffered from heartache " He states with a gentle tone.

She hesitated for what felt like an eternity, on one hand she had thought she buried the ache Marco had left behind; had even managed to convince Trent as well as Andrew that she was perfectly fine, yet on the other hand there was Dominik being as sweet as ever by checking up on her, she blew out a soft breath then said. " When do you have time? "

" How about tonight? " He suggested with a soft a smile, " I'll make you dinner "

" You can cook? " She wondered, giggling at the thought of Dominik cooking for her.

" Baba, I'm a man of many talents " He smirks, " I'll send you the location to my house, and we can meet later "

" Ok " She smiled.

He stood up, and was about to leave her office when he heard his name escape her lips causing him to turn around, " Yes? "

" Thank you " She said before adding on, " For letting me to talk "

He grins, " No need to thank me baba, I'll see you later "

She concluded her work seamlessly, sending the photo sets to the media team; then she started to pack her items, ready to leave when all of a sudden she ears a knock on the door causing her to look up and find Trent standing there, he smiled. " Hey, I was coming to see if you're ok "

" I'm fine, it's not like we will be talking, he'll be on his end and I'll be on mine " She smiled.

" Good, don't worry about it ok " Trent assured her with a soft smile across his lips, " Robbo and I will make sure to keep you safe "

" Oh my lord, just make sure to focus on the match ok " She laughs.

Trent smiled then noted how she quickly packed her bags, " Are you heading home? "

" No " She responded a bit too quickly, " I have plans "

" Plans? " Trent raised a brow, " plans with who? "

" None of your business, now if you'll excuse me I have somewhere to be " She said with a smile, " Night Trent "

" Night " Trent responded with a confused tone, watching her walk away, clearly elated by whatever she had planned.

_

The drive to Dominik's home thankfully didn't take long, around forty minutes in; she parked her car in front of his home, grabbed her bag then stepped out of the car to walk up to his front door - once she got to his door, she pressed the doorbell and waited until the door flung open, Dominik appeared with a bright smile, dressed in a plain black t-shirt and sweatpants. " Hi baba "

" Hi " She breathed out with a nervous smile, being lead by him into his home, she looks around then says, " You've got a lovely home "

" Thank you, it's not that much but it fits me " He remarked before taking her bag from her to place it nearby, " Come on, dinner is ready, I'm treating you to a classic dish from my home country "

" Dominik, you don't have to " She said, her heart softening at the gesture.

" Baba, please ... I want to ensure that you feel happy " He pleads with a soft tone.

" You're far too sweet to me " She said.

He lead her to sit on the bar stool while he set the dinner plates for them, " You deserve to be treated with everything good life has to offer baba " he said.

" That's sweet of you Dom " She said, " Even if I don't believe it at times "

Dominik looked at her, his eyes soft and radiating with kindness, he walked over towards her then placed the plate in front of her, " Here you go " he smiled.

She looked at the dish, smiling then looked up. " What's this? "

" A traditional dish called Gulyás, my mother used to make it to me whenever I felt sad, then when I got older I asked her to teach me how to make it " He explained with a soft smile.

" Aw, that's sweet " She states before tasting the dish, " Oh wow, this is incredible "

He grins, " I'm glad you think so, now eat up " He said.

The pair ate in complete silence before moving to the living room, carrying tea mugs with them, he sat down then gestured to the spot next to him, " Take your time " he said.

Indeed she did, she took small sips of the tea; releasing a soft breath before she said, " You know how the opener for you guys is against PSG in a week right? "

He nods slowly, " Mhm "

She avoids looking at him, still contemplating the notion of telling him everything, suddenly she looks up. " One of the players there, he -um- ... he used to play for Real Madrid, before that he used to play for Mallorca, he was a childhood friend, someone I loved dearly who in the end chose his own gain rather than our relationship "

His eyes darkened at the revelation, mostly due to how dejected and broken she seemed. " Who is it? " he asked with a gentle tone.

" Marco Asensio " She responds with a sad smile, " We grew up together, I stood by him through good and bad, hell ... " she chuckles, " I even celebrated when Real won the Champions League against Liverpool which is ironic given that I was working there "

" What happened exactly? " He asked.

" His contract with Real expired, and he blatantly lied to my face saying he'd come to Liverpool only for me to discover in three days that he flew to Paris, claiming that he always wanted to join PSG " She said with glossy eyes, " I found out through a fucking article Dom, he didn't even have the balls to message or call me "

He clenched then unclenched his free hand before he said, " Did he even try to explain? "

She shakes her head, " Not a single word, and you know what ... I'm glad I was able to discover who he is; I should have moved on, but ... hearing that they'll the opening match against Liverpool was like opening up a can of emotions that I long thought I had buried "

In that very moment, he wanted nothing more than to pull her into his arms, assuring her that she means something, that someone like him isn't worthy of her time, let alone her tears; that for the past two years since his arrival, she'd unknowingly healed his heart from the ache that drove him away from Germany, she had become yet another reason why he loved playing for Liverpool, that just her presence; just the mere thought of her was enough for him to keep going.

" Baba? " He started with a soft tone, reaching over to grab her free hand with his, their fingers interlocking together. " I can assure you that you are the most incredible human I have met, someone like Marco never deserved you if that's how he saw you, you are a light in this world, in fact ... I don't think I'd ever be excited for training had it not been because of the sunshine you bring every single time, you mean a lot to all of us, to me "

She offered him a soft smile, placing the mug down on the coffee table before wiping her tears. " Thank you " she whispers.

Dominik smiled back before replying, " No need to thank me baba, you deserve happiness " and I intend on giving you the happiness you deserve, he wanted to add.

She grew silent, looking down at their intertwined hands; he followed her gaze; his cheeks reddening, " Oh " he said quickly releasing her hand then muttering. " I'm sorry "

" It's fine " She responds, patting his arm. " It's just ... " she chews on her bottom lip, inadvertently drawing his attention to them, " Can I ... Can I get a hug, please? "

He chuckled softly, flinging his arms wide open. " Come here "

The pair share a silent embrace, emitting the emotions that both of them have been struggling to say since meeting one another, his hand gently rubs her back as he whispers, " You'll be ok baba, everything will be ok "

Following what felt like an eternity, she pulls back to reply. " Thank you Dominik, I really appreciate you listening "

" No need to thank me baba " He smiles.

Around five minutes later, she pulls back then looks at the watch on her wrist, her eyes widening, " It's late " she whispers.

He looks at her then says with a gentle tone, " I'll drive you home "

She shakes her head, " But I came with my car! "

" I know you did baba, but I won't feel relieved knowing you'll be driving all alone, I can come pick you up tomorrow so you can get your car " He said, before adding a soft, " Please "

She relents from the way he looked at her then smiled, " Alright "

The drive back to her home was full of a silence that spoke rather loudly, while her gaze was fixated on the window, his gaze was fixated on her, stealing glances every now and then, fueling the ever growing desire he had to make this incredible woman his girl, especially now upon learning what happened to her, I'll make her happier than she's ever been.

They reach her complex building; just before she steps out of his car, she turns to him and smiles. " Thank you for tonight, I really felt better thanks to our talk "

" I'm glad to hear that baba " He said.

Suddenly the air shifts between them, it grew warmer when she leaned in to press her lips over his stubbled cheek, leaving a featherlight kiss across the skin; then she pulls back, offering a sweet smile then muttering, " Goodnight "

He was frozen in surprise, watching as she grabbed her bag then stepped out of the car to head to her building, once she had disappeared, his hand subconsciously touched his cheek where she had kissed him, his lips curl into a soft smile, it may have been platonic in her eyes yet to him, this was the stepping stone to what he truly wanted, to show her what true happiness looked like.

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The following morning, the pair had arrived right around the same time; once they parked their cars, they stepped out, greeting one another with a soft smile and a soft 'hello' before they walked into the training center - their entrance garnered the attention of both Andrew and Trent who shared a look of confusion, she made a beeline to her office while Dominik approached them, " Hey guys "

" Hello Dominik " Andrew grins, " I see you didn't come alone "

Trent rolls his eyes at Andrew's tone.

Dominik frowns in confusion, " We got here at the same time, there's nothing more to it "

" So you're no longer crushing on her? " Andrew wonders.

Dominik's cheeks reddened, eliciting a smile from Andrew. " I'm not, she and I spent time yesterday just chatting "

Trent raised a brow, " You spent time together? "

" Yeah, we had dinner and talked, she told about what was bothering her " He said.

Andrew and Trent's faces shifted, " She told you? the whole story " Andrew said.

Dominik nods, " If I had it my way, I would have killed him "

" Don't worry, we planned something more effective " Andrew smiles.

" What? " He asks.

Trent smiles, " Just a little bit of roughness, nothing too risky "

" Can I help? " He asks with a hopeful tone.

" The more the merrier " Andrew shrugs.

Meanwhile, while she had been in the midst of editing the latest set of photos for the upcoming match; her phone starts to vibrate, at first she ignored it hoping it would stop, only for it to start once again causing her to groan in frustration, she grabs the device; answers without so much as looking at the name or number, " Hello "

" 𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫? "

Her heart stopped upon hearing the familiar voice, she had grown silent, blinking dumbly before she heard.

" 𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞 …? "

She exhales a soft breath, then says.

" 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑜? "

She hears a sigh of relief before he replied.

" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 "

She pulls the device away, inhaling then exhaling at a leisure pace before she placed the device back on her ear to say,

" 𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑜 "

He grew silent in response before he said with a soft tone,

" 𝐀𝐦𝐨𝐫, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞? "

She chuckles softly then says,

" 𝐼 𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒, 𝑠𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑔𝑜 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 "

He sighs softly then replies,

" 𝐂𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤? "

She groans softly, then says.

" 𝑁𝑜, 𝑤𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡 … 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑏𝑦𝑒 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑜 "

She ended the call; immediately broke down in a fit of sobs, tears rolling down her cheeks like a river - she covered her face with her hands unaware of the person that walked into the office until she felt an arm wrap around her shoulders causing her to gasp and look up to find Dominik there, she wiped her tears and attempted to pull away before he said, " It's ok baba, it's ok "

Still visibly shaking, she remained in his embrace for a few minutes before she muttered, " I'm fine now "

Dominik pulled back then said, " What happened? "

" He called me " She said with a shaky voice, " He called me, asking to talk as if nothing had happened for two years, what gives him the right to do that huh ... " she wipes her free tears. " God I hate how weak I sound, I should be healed by now "

Dominik was visibly distraught, wishing he could take away the ache she felt in her heart. " Baba " he sighs, " I really wish I can help you "

" it's fine, It's a stupid outburst " She said with a sad smile, " I'll be ok, I'll be ok " she mutters.

Dominik squeezed her shoulder gently before he said, " Come on, let's go "

" Where? don't you have a workout session? " She wonders.

" I finished early, now come on " Dominik said.

She followed him out onto the empty training grounds, " Dom, what are we doing? "

Dominik grins, leading her to the center of the training grounds before grabbing two footballs, " You see the net over there, think of it as Marco; just pour out all your anger and shoot the ball there "

She raised a brow, " Huh? "

" Just trust me " He said with a soft tone.

She chews on her bottom lip, before relenting to his suggestion, she looks at the football then back at the net before using every bit of her energy to shoot the ball straight into the net, she looks at Dominik who smiled widely and said. " That's good baba, try again "

Indeed she did, she shot one ball, then another and another; feeling the anger slowly disappear with each attempt while Dominik stood next to her with a broad smile, " Do you feel better? " he asked her.

She looks at him; nodding swiftly before she said. " Thank you "

" No need to thank me baba " He smiles at her.

A wave of silence falls over them before she said, " Why are you helping me? "

" Because you deserve to be happy, and like I said, I care about you " He said with a soft tone.

She smiled softly, " Yeah? "

" Yes, you mean a lot to me baba " He reiterated once more before adding on, " Can you do me a favor when the match-day comes? "

She nods with a soft smile, " Of course "

" Can you wear my jersey? " He asked with a soft tone, " You don't have to, but it would mean a lot to me if you did, I know you usually wear Trent or Robby's jerseys, but maybe you can make an exception for me "

She smiled softly, her eyes softening at the way he looked asking her to wear his jersey. " Well now that you mentioned it, I was going to surprise you "

His eyes widened, elation dancing through them, " Really? "

She nods, " I'm going to wear it under the jacket, but ... " she giggled, " You better score "

He beams, " I'm not sure how things will go but I give you my word "

The training session had gone better, with her mood significantly lighter than what it used to be; elating Dominik who silently vowed that if he wasn't able to score, he'd at least show Marco who was the better man, once training had concluded, he walks inside the training center, he follows her to her office and asks. " Baba? "

" Yeah? " She said, turning around to face him.

He chews on his bottom lip before blurting out, " Come over to my house "

She raised a brow, " Aren't you supposed to be resting? "

" Yes but I'd much rather spend time with you! " He retorts with a smile before adding on with a soft tone, " Please baba "

" Alright alright ... stop looking at me with those puppy eyes, you know I can't say no to you " She giggles.

" If it means you don't say no, I will keep using them, see you later then baba " He grins.

" See you then " She said.

The drive back to her home was brief; all she could think about were his adorable expressions - he's just being friendly, she tried to convince herself despite Andrew's comment still echoing in the back of her mind, 'he fancies you', she shakes her head, refusing to believe that someone like Dominik could remotely be interested in her - once she got to her home, she stepped out of the car with her bag over her shoulder, she entered the elevator pressing the 5th floor button; when the doors opened her eyes landed on a familiar figure standing near her door and when he turned around, her eyes widened. " You! "

She was under the belief that he'd be traveling with the team, " What the hell do you think you're doing here? "

Marco looks at her, his eyes softening. " Amor, can we please talk? "

" No, we cannot " She shakes her head, laughing at his request. " I do not want to hear anything from you, not when you left me the way you did, you made your own bed, sleep in it "

She attempts to walk past him; he grabbed her arm with his hand, forcing her to look at him, he whispered. " Please amor, please " he pleads.

She shot him a deadly glare, " Fuck you " she released herself from his grasp and walked into her flat, closing the door behind her just as he began to knock the door. " Amor, amor ... please open the door "

" Go home " She yelled, before she reached to grab her phone to send a text message to Dominik.

𝐼'𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦, 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 !

A few seconds later, she received a reply.

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭? 𝐖𝐡𝐲?

She looks at the front door, she inhaled then exhaled a deep breath.

𝐼 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑜𝑟 𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑒 !

Suddenly she received another reply,

𝐈'𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲!

Her eyes widened, she tried to send him text messages; she received no response - she walked up to the door, and opened it. " Marco, leave, I don't want to see you again "

He didn't seem to listen, opting to walk in and close the door. " I'm not leaving until you hear me out " he said.

" Hear what, you took me on a weekend getaway, promised me you'd come to Liverpool only to fuck me over and go to Paris, I don't need to hear anything Marco, I heard enough, you're a narcissistic asshole that only cares about himself " She yelled.

" Listen I had no choice ok, my agent said that going to Paris is the right call " Marco tried to counter back.

" You're not a child Marco, you're a grown man that supposedly loves this sport, you would have fit in here, but you chose your own gain, and yeah I was mad but now I don't care, I just want you to be away from me, Leave me alone! " She said.

Before Marco could respond, the sound of the doorbell caused them both to look at the door, he turned to her. " Did you call someone? "

She didn't respond; walking up to the front door to open it, Dominik walked in immediately, " Baba, are you ok? " he asked her gently.

Marco's eyes darkened, " Amor, who's this? "

Dominik looked at Marco and said, " I'm the one you'll be seeing soon on the pitch, and the one who'll make you regret breaking her heart "

" Dom, please ... don't " She said.

" What, you're going to beat me up or something? " Marco chuckled in a condescending tone.

" I have no problem doing that " He smirks.

" Enough, no one is beating anyone! " She interjects standing between them, she turns to Marco. " Leave, Now!! "

Marco smirks, " I'll see you soon amor " he then turned to Dominik, " I will see you on the pitch "

Dominik chuckles, " We'll see "

She shut the door behind Marco then turned to Dominik, " I'm sorry " she whispered, her eyes brimming with tears. " I'm really sorry " she whispers.

Dominik softened, scooping her up in his arms, " Hey ... relax, I'm not mad baba, if anything I'm happy you texted me as no one knows what that idiot could have done " he pressed a kiss on top of her head. " I'm not mad at all, it's ok "

She lifts her head up to look at him, " Thank you for coming "

He smiled, " Of course baba, I'm always going to be here for you "

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𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡-𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏: 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐅.𝐂 𝐯𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐅.𝐂 ( 𝐔𝐄𝐅𝐀 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩 𝐁 ) 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐮𝐦: 𝐀𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝.

The first half was an intense battle of missed chances, disallowed goals and a few scuffles here and there, she stood on the sidelines feeling the intensity between the players heighten each time there was a clear attempt, Kylian Mbappe had tried to score a few times but was thankfully stopped by Virgil; Marco was determined to try and get in Dominik's face, with the pair having gotten into a scuffle that nearly got them sent off had it not been for the intervention of their teammates; with that the first half concluded on a 0-0 scoresheet.

She walks in, following Dominik just before he walked into the locker room, " Hey, are you ok? " she whispers.

Dominik nods, " I swear if it wasn't for the match, I would have killed him "

Before she can respond, they were approached by Marco. " You don't want to talk to me so you asked me to hit me on the pitch huh? "

" Excuse me? " She said with a shocked expression.

Dominik stepped in, " She didn't ask me to do anything, I'm doing this cause I don't like you, and if it wasn't for the match I'll show you why I don't like your pathetic ass "

" We can do it right now " Marco said.

" Oh we definitely can " Dominik chuckled.

Once again she interjects between them, she glares at Marco. " Go back to the locker room, and if you do anything I will make you regret it, now leave "

Marco shakes his head, " You're throwing our bond away from him? "

" At least I didn't leave my girlfriend for a football club " Dominik spat.

She groans then turns to Dominik, " Please don't let him get into your head "

Dominik blows out a soft breath then he looked at her, " Don't worry baba, he's basically worthless, so as long as I have you by my side, nothing matters "

She smiled, " Always "

The second half soon began, with the first 30 minutes carrying the same intensity as the first match - at around the 68th minute, Marco was yellow carded for shoving Dominik, he received a warning from the referee before the match continued on; just around the 81st minute, Dominik had managed to swipe through the midfield running towards the net, he passed the ball to Trent who passed it right back to Dominik who shot it straight into the net, finally giving Liverpool the lead with the scoresheet become 1-0.

She nearly jumped with joy as Dominik ran towards the crowd to celebrate with the other players in two, she snapped several pictures of them before he turned to look at her, shooting her a broad smile followed by an imaginary heart drawn towards her direction causing her to smile widely.

Entering the stoppage time, Mohammed was able to score a second goal thus ending the match at a 2-0 scoresheet granting Liverpool the top spot in their group; following the conclusion of the match, she was approached by Dominik who instead of talking, cradled her face in his hands to press a soft kiss to her lips, the kiss had taken her back momentarily before she was able to reciprocate - just then, he pulls back and says. " I have been waiting to do that since the first day I saw you baba "

She smiled widely, " Yeah? "

" I can't keep it hidden anymore, if you let me, I will make you the happiest woman in the world " He whispers, resting his forehead on hers.

She smiled once more, " Dom? " she whispers.

" Yeah " He mutters, pecking her lips.

" Take me home " She said.

Dominik pulls back with a confused expression, " Baba? "

" Dominik, we've been dancing around this for so long ... I know that you think I'm still not in the proper headspace but the fact is, I like you Dom, I like you a lot " She admits.

His eyes widened, and with a hopeful tone. " Really? you're not playing with me, are you baba? "

She shakes her head, " I like you Dom, and I want to see this through, if you want to "

" You don't need to ask me twice " Dominik grins.

___

The drive to her house was full of a long awaited desire, the desire they'd tried to conceal, the desire they both pretended wasn't there; she tentatively reaches over to place her hand over his thigh, dangerously close to the prominent outline of his erection, her digits danced around the front of his sweatpants eliciting a low, strangled moan from him, " Pillangó "

" Shhh, it's ok " she whispers, palming him through his sweatpants while he drove through the empty streets to get to her house.

" You're killing me baba " He whined, barely being able to focus on the road.

Thirty torturous minutes had passed before he finally parked his car in front of her building, he turns to her and says through labored breaths, " You better get out of the car baba, before I fuck you right then and there "

She giggles then steps out of the car with him following her, he walks behind her until they get into the elevator; once the doors closed, he slams her up against the mirror to capture her lips in a passionate kiss before pulling back and whispering, " Do you know what this means? "

" What? " She whispers.

He tilts his head, peppering her neck with soft and sensual kisses trailing up to her ear. " You're mine now baba, all mine "

The drop in his tone sent shivers down her spine, creating a damp patch in her panties. " Is that so? "

He lifts his head up and smirks, " You better believe it "

She pressed the fifth floor button; stood besides him as it had gotten up until it stopped on her floor - once the doors opened, she stepped out first with him following her all the way to the front door, she looked through her bag to get the front key out; just as she was about to open the door, she feels his lips trailing sensual kisses over her neck once again eliciting a soft sigh from her, " Dom "

He placed his hand over hers to help her twist the lock open, they wander inside; he slams the door behind him, tugging her back into his embrace. " This is everything I could have hoped for baba " he whispers, in between their passionate kisses. " A brand new page, finding someone to love, someone that understands me "

She caressed his stubbled cheek and smiled, " Who would have thought huh? " she giggled.

" You have no idea how happy I am " He laughs, pecking her lips before adding on, " Now I'm going to show you just how happy I am "

She pulls back, confusing him at first as she removed the jacket to reveal the jersey she wore underneath; his jersey, he smirked " You wore it " he whispers.

" I told you I would " She smiled sweetly.

He pulls her back into his arms, his hands roaming across every inch of her skin before resting over her ass. " You know what this means " he whispers. " I'm going to fuck you in this, so you can remember that the only man you need, the only man that can make you feel good, is me "

Before she can reply, she gasped as his lips nuzzled behind her ear, biting and kissing the spot there eliciting a moan from her. " Fuck "

They stumbled into her bedroom, undressing one another until she was only left in his jersey while he stood bare in front of her, he cradled her face in his hand, passionately kissing her before he whispered. " Come here baba "

He lead her to the full length mirror in the corner, with one hand wrapped her waist hoisting the jersey slightly while his other hand rested idly across her throat. " From the first day I came, I was enchanted by you, your kindness, your intelligence, your beauty .. baba, I was so bewitched that I felt jealous of Trent "

" But Trent and I ... Ooh " She gasped when his digits teasingly caressed her slick swollen walls. " We weren't dating "

" I didn't know it back then, he told me you weren't dating - he also said you were suffering, I wanted nothing more than to take all that suffering away just so you can feel happy " He murmured, pressing a kiss on her neck. " You deserve happiness baba, do you think you can let me give you that? "

She gasps, tilting her head to the side. " Please Domi "

He groans in response, leading her to the bed; he climbed up first before leading her to climb up on top him, she rests her palms flat over his chest while his hands gripped her waist tightly. " Baba " he whispers.

She understood what he wanted from his eyes, with their eyes locked together, one hand wrapped around the length of his cock eliciting a hiss from him, " You like that? " she whispers.

" Yes " He sighs, groaning when she started to stroke his length at a leisure pace. " Keep doing that baba, fuck "

She set a leisure rhythmic pace before sitting up to push his cock into her walls, the pair sighing unanimously at the delicious friction, he reached over to wrap one hand around her throat eliciting a whine from her, " Dom "

" Come on baba, bounce on my cock, show me what I've been dreaming of " He grunts.

Collecting her breath, she started to move up and down in a rhythmic pace; soon enough, the bedroom was full of skin to skin contact coupled with the euphoric sounds of pleasure they were making, " Dom, you feel so good inside of me "

" Yeah, you like feeling my cock baba? " He cooed, applying gentle pressure on her throat.

" Yes, Oh my god yes " She whined, upping the pace of her thrusts.

" Fuck baba, keep going ... just like that " He groans, " I'm going to cum "

" Me too " She sighs, " Let's cum together "

He sits up, tugging her down to press his lips over hers. " From now on " he mutters, " Not a single man will ever lay a finger on you baba, you're solely and completely my girl "

" Yes, I'm yours " She whispers through labored breaths.

" Say it again, who's making you feel good baba? who's fucking you this good? " He groans.

" You ... Dominik, only you " She whines, " Oh Fuck! I'm cumming " she cried.

" Cum for me baba, cum for me ... Fuck " He groans.

The pair chase their highs together before she collapsed on top of him, Dominik strokes her back gently before he whispered. " How are you feeling? "

" Better than ever " She giggled.

He kissed her forehead, " I mean it, you're my girl now "

She beams, " I wouldn't have it any other way "

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[xrichukix]

Can you write for Marco Asensio? (Real Madrid)

Any head canons - he‘s clingy in a cute way

Headcannon

Your Boyfriend - Marco Asensio

paring: reader x marco asensio

warnings: none it's just a fluff

He's madly in love with you

He will literally do anything for you

He loves to make your dreams come true and give you gifts

He loves your smile

He always wants to have you as close to him as possible

When you leave the house he just has to hold your hand or wrap around your waist

he definitely has a soft spot for touching and stroking your thighs especially when you're sitting in a restaurant and you're in the dress he gave you

Hugging is one of his biggest weaknesses

He'll bother you while you're cooking by hugging you from behind and kissing you whether it's on the neck or the mouth

often gives you cute nicknames in Spanish

He loved being able to lie on you for long hours

When you complain that you can't take his weight any longer, he just flips you over and now you're on top of him

Takes you to most matches

he always gives you his shirt after him (as soon as you put it on you know how your night together will end)

He calls you often when he's away

Every goal is dedicated to you

Glad you have a good relationship with his family

He plans his future with you

#marco asensio #marco asensio x reader #marco asensio imagine #football fluff #football one shot #football imagine #anon ask

[escapism-writer]

My Golden Boy - Gavi x reader

A/n: I was re-watching the Spain vs Costa Rica match and thought about how Gavi would react if he had a partner in the stands watching.

Summary: Gavi was aware that you couldn’t go to Qatar with him due to the chaos of interviews, premiers from your newly released show. After he has his first goal in the World Cup, he looks up into the stands, and sees you smiling back down at him.

Warnings: PDA, fluff and the typical spelling & grammatical errors. Cringe ending. Might be some translation errors as well.

Rushing out of the airport towards your taxi, you kept one eye on the time. ‘I will make it.’ You repeated on and on in your head. Last night, you got news that your Netflix shows premier date was getting changed. You had been in England for a month, a month filled with everyday interviews, autograph signings, meet and greets and so much more. You barely had any sleep during that period, some days were none at all. And now you’ve been rushing all you can to make it to Gavi’s first match for his country.

“Is there any way you could go faster? The match starts in 5 minutes.”

You sat on the edge of the backseat, stretching your seatbelt as far as you can. The driver just complained at your question. You checked how long it would take you to get to the stadium, 60 minutes. All you could do was sit back and wait.

Gavi asked Pedri to do up his shoe laces, he wanted tonight to be perfect. Though it’ll never be perfect without you sat in your reserved seat wearing his new Spanish jersey.

“It’s time to go, you’ll do great don’t worry.”

Pedri patted Gavi on the shoulder before leading him to line up in position. As players started walking onto the pitch, Gavi felt his heart rate quicken. He’s never been so nervous for an important match before, then again, you’ve never not been at an important match before. Despite being blinded by all the lights, Gavi instantly looked up towards where you could be sat. But instead his eyes meet an empty seat. He knew you had your own career and that you couldn’t drop everything for him. What he didn’t know is that you could be sat in that seat in the next 55 minutes. The whistle went starting the match.

Struggling to focus, Gavi tried to keep up with the ball. By half time he still hadn’t given up glancing towards your still empty seat. The match was now 3-0 to Spain. The three goal scorers being Olmo, Asensio and Torres. Although Spain knew they had more than likely won the match, Gavi still wanted to get his first goal.

You checked the time once more before the Taxi came to a halt. There’s 5 minutes left of half time. You convinced yourself you could make it to your seat in that time, placing your phone into your pocket running even faster into the stadium. You felt guilty for missing the first half of the Spanish match, you really wanted to support Gavi in person through it all. Just as you sat onto your seat the whistle blew, causing the players to start following the ball. Within seconds, your eyes caught your sweat-covered boyfriend on the field. You kissed the Spanish jersey a good luck before putting all your attention on Gavi. You assumed that he had yet to notice you supporting and cheering his name from the stands. And you assumed correct.

About 60 minutes into the game, you noticed Gavi look up towards you. Hoping he saw you, you blew a kiss and made a heart with your hands to which Gavi's face lit up too. His thoughts were overtaken by shock and feeling the need to impress you. Even though Gavi was unsure on how to got there, he ignored that thought. The fact that you were here to support him during such an important match was beyond extortionary. The thoughts and staring were disrupted as Pedri called his name passing to him, he felt so much more motivated knowing you were up there wearing his jersey, cheering his name.

As he proceeded to pass the ball, he was struck with fear. What if he looks up to your seat, only to find that you weren't really there? He tried to block out such dreadful thoughts, now jogging by the oppositions goal. He had a clear shot, he just needed to be passed to. Which luckily he was. Tapping the ball into the corner of the match, he shocked himself. As he ran to celebrate he glanced up to your seat, seeing you not only smiling but cheering his name as loud as you could. He stopped in his tracks and held up a heart shape in your direction. Ignoring the few people who turned to look at you, you smiled more if that was even possible, oh how much you missed him over the past month.

At the end of the match, the two of you met up. You pulled the golden boy into a hug and whispered into his ear.

"I've missed you so much, Amor."

"I've missed you much more."

Gavi fell back from the hug, creating a small space between the two of you.

"How did you get here? Don't you have the premier today?"

You laughed at his confusion, as you explained that it had gotten delayed. After his confusion faded, the boy gasped. Despite knowing the answer, he still asked.

"Did you see my goal?"

Before you could reply, Pedri spoke up behind you.

"I knew you'd show up eventually."

You smiled at your friend until turning to your boyfriend.

"I'd never miss such an important match for My Golden Boy"

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[gadriezmannsgirl]

Pedri x Swedish reader 👉👈

Where she teaches him some of the basics like:

Jag älskar dig = I love you

Hej jag heter = hello my name is

tack så mycket = Thank you very much

And some more (just use google translate if u want more lol)

Then later he scores v Sweden in a match and don't celebrate because of you. He instead says "jag älskar dig" to the camera and it's all over social media. And it's just pure fluff.

If u don't want to do it it's fine it's just that I've never seen a imagine where Y/n is Swedish, she's either English or Spanish, and I once saw a German y/n.

I just really want one where y/n is from my country 💀 but if u don't want to it's fine, love ur work tho 💕

Ok, seeing as the last España vs. Suecia match was literally on 2021, I made up one :) Warning: This is shitty 😭

New Celebration -Pedri González

Summary: When Pedri scores at a game against your country, he comes up with a new celebration

"Que e'to e'ta muy difícil, mi amor" You groaned a bit

"C'mon Pepi. It's pretty easy, it's just tack så mycket"

"Yeah, not happening" You groaned once more as Pedri kissed your cheek "I'm not made for Swedish baby but still tack så mycket" Your eyes widened as you gasped, Pedri laughed.

You have been trying to teach him for a whole month the basics of Swedish, but he never did it right, always messed up a little bit.

He always wanted to do it right but it was true that Swedish was a bit too difficult for anyone but with practice he could smash it. But you know how was he of speaking in other languagues, it took you so much time to finally hear him talk in English, you were starting to lose hopes for him in Swedish and when he told you he wanted to learn your culture, you went all in.

"See you could do it!" You yelled excited "That was so good!" You kissed him repeatedly "Now say: I min nästa match gör jag ett mål och dedikerar det till min flickvän" (In my next match, I'll score a goal and dedicate it to my girlfriend) His face completly turned into one of confusion and stayed in silence for a few minutes

"... Your mom, by the way" You laughed hard

...

Spain vs. Sweden was happening, after the World Cup knockout stages in 2021, this time it was a friendly match, your now two years boyfriend was playing and he was nervous and anxious. Last time he played against Sweden you were just friends and it didn't mattered that much to him but now that you were his girlfriend, he didn't wanted you to be mad at him if he scored or sad because your country lost, if they get to win, he loved you but he also loved his country and wanted to fight for it as well.

For that he decided he would not score, you told him it didn't mattered that much, yes, you wanted your country to win but it was a game and more matches could come, for him to play like he always did not feeling hold back. You understood.

It was minute 67' when Morata passed him the ball, Pedri was into rival's territory, when he saw two swedish players come to him he kicked the ball strongly. He stood there when he saw the ball hit the net and the Spaniards went crazy, celebrating the goal.

Pedri felt Morata, Gavi, Koke, Kepa, Asensio and a few other come up to him celebrating his goal but he was set in place not believing what he just did. He didn't wanted to score today and he had done it.

He turned around looking for your face in the crowd, he walked over to where you were and yelled a little 'Jag älskar dig', you smiled clapping for him and blew him kisses. He smiled and clapped returning to the game, the feeling of guilty still on his shoulders lightly, he sighed not wanting you to be mad at him for it.

...

"You're on social media" You said as soon as you saw him enter the hotel room, the WAG's and you rode in a different bus than the guys and while they were showering, all of you decided to head back "Everyone loved the "new celebration"" You smiled "You can do it after you "put your glasses on"" He smiled lightly

"I'm sorry" You shook your head

"Don't be" You kissed his lips "That may have been the best goal you've ever done"

"I didn't-"

"I know you didn't. But I did wanted you to" You hugged him "Also..." You kissed his lips "Jag älskar dig också"

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Taglist: @gaviypedrisbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover

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[mchlgayser]

Please can we have a Mo Salah/Marco Asensio fic? Reader had a one night stand with Marco back in 2019 but only them two know and she’s now seeing Mo and the relationship is so pure but he sees the DMs Marco has sent since (she’s not interested anymore) and even though he trusts her, Mo gets jealous and takes his frustrations out on Marco in the LIV/RMA match. thank you

PRESENT TIME: : mohamed salah x female!reader

author's note: hello dear! I will do as you ask but I'm afraid I can't do the 'one-night stand' part with Marco and instead I'll change it to past relationship with each other. This is due to Mo's religion as a muslim. I'm sorry if this upset but I'll try my best to fulfill the other parts. This fiction is so out of the reality, like some I just add as to what I like it might not happened in rl too but anw thank u xx

contents warning: a fight almost broke off at the field

'Love you can hit the shower now, it's free!' Your husband said, going through his drawer to find clothes and some sort, you hum putting the phone back on the table and walk away-- But you stopped double checking to make sure that it was locked before you left to shower.

Salah stopped his movement the moment you lock the bathroom door and went through your phone, it was locked and the face is denied his so he calls for your three-year-old daughter, Habiba

'Can you come here for a moment darling?' She steps in and he put the phone right on her face and the phone unlocked 'Thank, now go back and watch your cartoon show..' He scrolls through your phone hoping he could find something, anything but to no avail he finds none.

Not until a notification popped on the screen and he saw @marcoasensio10 has sent you a message.

He clicks on it and it loads on an Instagram message, it was just one text from you but partially Marco.

He scroll further up until he can't, it started with;

@marcoasensio10: hey, it's me Marco. (16 May 2019)

@marcoasensio10: can we talk?? Please.... (17 May 2019)

@marcoasensio10: I miss the time when we used to date (27 Sep 2020)

@marcoasensio10: I heard you got married.. Congrats! (28 Sep 2020)

@marcoasensio10: How're you now? Good? Can I say that I still miss you?? (3 Oct 2020

And now there's finally one from you

@yourusername: I'm not interested Marco, I got a husband now, a married woman. You should stop messaging me like this. It's not appropriate. Please stop texting me or I'm blocking you (4 Oct 2020)

@marcoasensio10: Just checking up I guess? Well then see you (4 Oct 2020)

Time jumps to this year and he suddenly texting you again.

@marcoasensio10: I miss you y/n, dearly. Come back to me so we can fix our problem (Today at 08:34)

Salah was annoyed, not at you obviously, he trusted you with all his soul and heart and based on the text you haven't paid attention much to him either but he can't ignore the fact that he's jealous, jealous of the fact that somebody is loving his wife right now, his haven. He was frustrated with the fact that a guy of your past hadn't gotten past you.

When he heard the shower tap closing, he rapidly wears his clothes and locked the phone pretending like he wants to get out of the room by the time you got out 'Where are you heading to? You questioned, towel on top of your head as you dried it clean 'Just checking up on Habiba..' He mentioned sending a wink your way and left.

He was thinking of a plan, a plan to get revenge that won't seem to prominent in your eyes at the public's. He then remembered about his upcoming match against Real Madrid.

-

Today is the match, Mo had invited you over to see him play, you agreed seeing nothing's wrong with it and leave with your daughter, Habiba to the stadium.

You are now sitting on the v.i.p benchers, waiting for the game to start as fans continue cheering for both sides, you smile at Habiba as her hands got ahold of the rail, 'Are you excited baby?' She nods jumping up and down

'Papa!' She squealed pointing to the big screen, you look up seeing the camera are now focusing on him but it immediately switched to his other teammates, Habiba sulk pointing to the screen once again 'Papa!' She yelled, and you chuckle at her sulky demeanor 'There! There's papa Biba!' You exclaimed pointing down to the field and she screeched seeing her father.

-

The first half ended with Real Madrid leading 1-0, you had started to grew anxious buy it was the opposite for Habiba, she was happily playing with her tablet. You could see that Mo was down but it's not the only thing that caught you, it's including Marco waving over at you with a smile right in front of your husband.

You looked away from him looking down on Habiba and pretending like you catching up on her instead, Mo on the other hand could not take any longer. He push Marco hard he almost stumbles, Mo started going at him yelling words you could not make out, you was worried, so worried for your husband as players from both teams now started to separated the two apart.

It was then Mo got two yellow card with one red card for starting a fight, you was shocked picking up Habiba out of instinct and ran inside the locker room where players assemble.

You immediately spotted your husband running towards his direction and gave him a tight reassuring hug. 'It's okay.'

'It's not okay, he was picking on you. Don't say that it was okay.' He admitted, hands running through your head with a heavy sigh 'You knew?' He hums hugging you even tighter 'But I'm not mad at you, he was wrong for what he did. I'm okay now, I put him in his place.'

'What place?' A small voice cooed, you both look down seeing Habiba looking up to both of you with big doe eyed, you share a look between Mo and her before you let a small laugh 'Nothing babe!'

Mo continued watching the game with you inside the locker room and left shortly after the game ended, all said was 'I'm already excited to leave and spend time with you and Biba.'

author's note II: icl, I'm not happy with the result, it was shitty, is all I can speak up but at least I get to update 💀💀 but I think I did my best tbh, hope you can feel the same anon and readers <3 xx

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[varanest]

one thing i’ve left to do, discover me, discovering you

a/n: this is a ‘whoever you want to read it with’ piece i have posted and deleted twice but i decided i will post everything that’s on my drafts so - any feedback is appreciated. 

As soon as they were in their Uber, he was all over her. His hand slipped between her thighs, slowly working his way up. His face was buried in her neck, his tongue and teeth mapping out the column of her throat. She fisted his hair as he assaulted her neck, keeping her lips firmly together so that her moans didn’t reach the ears of their driver while she dragged his hand up to her cunt.

“Impatient little thing… can’t even wait ‘til we’re home to have my hands on that pretty cunt,” he growled into her skin as his fingers traced the damp circle soaking through her panties. The heat rose to her cheeks, though she wasn’t sure if it was from the filthy words dripping off his lips or from the way their driver’s jaw clenched in annoyance. Didn’t really matter which, though. Maia still grinded against his hand while he murmured cheesy praises into her neck.

Once inside his building, Maia barely got a chance to catch her breath. He had her caged between him and the wall during the elevator ride, letting his hands trail over her sides as he pressed his full weight into her. His thumbs reached just below the underwire of her bra when the elevator doors slid open.

She whined quietly as he pulled off her, already missing the feeling of him practically engulfing her. He was taller than her, maybe six feet tall if she were to guess. When she was pressed up against him, she almost felt small. Little. Like a fragile thing surrounded by him.

It was a foreign feeling. She had never really felt small.

And as his large hand engulfed hers as he pulled her toward his apartment, this giddy, warm feeling pooled in her stomach. Just his hand covering hers made her feel little. That feeling only grew as he tugged her into his apartment before pushing her up against his door. “Fucking finally,” he grumbled before his mouth took hers.

As greedy and hard as his lips on her neck had been, his first kiss to her lips was surprisingly gentle. And warm. His entire body was pressed hard against her, squeezing her body tight between him and the door, but his lips remained soft. And the way his tongue dipped into her mouth… she’d call it filthy if it were more urgent, but the slow pace made it feel reverent.

It was so easy to respond to him, to just shut her mind off and only think about reacting to the tongue exploring her mouth and swallowing his quiet grunts. It wasn’t until minutes later when he pulled away and they were both breathless that she realized how urgent it had become. His hand was now fisting her hair, her hands were gripping his collar, and the two of them were gasping for air.

“Bedroom.” She meant for it to come out like a command. After all, Maia was a little bossy in all aspects of her life, but especially when it came to getting laid. But her voice sounded smaller than it usually does, a little breathless and pleading. And it wasn’t without an effect on him, whose lips smirked and eyes darkened as he took a step back. She almost whined at the loss of contact, but he kept both his hands on her as he walked her toward his bedroom.

This time, he had her up a dresser. He flicked the lights on before slamming his lips back onto her neck, this time on the other side… perhaps his way of making sure there was an even distribution of his marks when Maia woke up in the morning.

She tried to get back into it, but she was itching to turn the light back off. Its presence transformed her excitement into fear. Fear of him seeing her naked. Fear that he wouldn’t like what he saw. Fear that every dimple on her thighs and roll on her stomach would repulse him.

Before her thoughts took the dark turn into a full-on body-loathing spiral, she asked, “Could we keep the lights off?”

He blinked several times, his brows furrowed as he processed her question. He was going to ask her why. They always asked why. And then Maia would try to downplay it, but he wouldn’t buy it. And next thing she knows she’s spilling all her body image problems onto a stranger instead of having sex. Fuck, she should have just kept her mouth shut and suffered through having the light on.

After a beat, his face faltered. “Yeah, okay,” he murmured before flicking it back off. Relief should have washed over her once the lights were out. No longer did she have to fear him seeing her naked in a well-lit room. It meant that Maia could fuck him however she wanted without her anxieties about her body ruining it.

But something lurched in her chest at this visible disappointment in his eyes. As he leaned forward to kiss her, she stopped him. “Is that okay?”

“Of course, whatever you want, baby,” he shrugged it off, but Maia stopped him again when he leaned forward. “Okay, I just…”

“You just what?”

“I just wanna see you.” There was no smugness in his voice. No teasing tone that came with all his pick-up lines. No endearment or praise. Just him, with a hint of sadness in his voice, admitting that he wants to see her.

Maia bit down on her lip and stared back at him. The lamppost outside his building illuminated his face in the dark, meaning she could see the sincerity in his eyes.

So, even though her stomach lurched at the thought, she leaned over to flick the light back on, and the change in his demeanor was immediate.

“There you are,” he grinned as he pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. She tilted her head up in time for his lips to glide against hers again, and the contented moan that escaped his throat sent a chill down her body.

He kissed her like he did before, his mouth demanding her full attention. She felt her mind go blank again, only vaguely aware of him tugging off his own jacket. She kicked off her heels next, giggling a bit into his mouth when she realized just how much shorter than him this made her.

She tugged at his shirt next, whining until he helped her get it off. Maia wanted to run her fingers all over the warm, newly exposed skin, but he had other ideas. His fingers worked the zipper of her dress, and Maia felt a familiar panic set in.

Maia tucked her face into his neck, pressing kisses to distract herself from the fact that her dress was about to fall to the ground, exposing every stretch mark to him. “Baby,” he murmured right into her ear. The zipper was completely undone, meaning he was just waiting for Maia to pull her arms out of it and let it fall.

He tilted her chin up with his finger, and Maia locked eyes with him. His were warmer than they had been, not the dark, smug eyes that had watched her for most of the night. She relaxed under his gaze, letting her dress fall to the floor with an easy exhale.

His body snapped back into focus. His hands gripped her waist as he walked her back to his bed. “Fuck, look at you,” he growled right into her ear, his breath hot on her earlobe. “Gorgeous.” She was about to roll her eyes again when the back of her legs hit his mattress. She fell back onto the comforter with a thud. A giggle escaped her lips. There was no way that was hot or graceful.

When she looked up at him, his eyes were raking over her… staring at her uncovered body for the first time. God, she should have kept the lights off. His soft eyes lingered on her chest, which wasn’t surprising. One silver lining for Maia’s weight gain had been the massive breasts that came with it. But when his gaze drifted lower, her arms automatically came up to cover her stomach.

”Maia.” His voice broke on that one syllable. It was low, gravelly, and forlorn. “Will you let me look at you some more?”

She kept her eyes trained on his face as she removed her arms, and there was a small twitch at his lips, curving the corners of his mouth up. His eyes didn’t leave her body as his hands slid up and down her bare thighs. And just when she got her heart rate down again and relaxed into his touch, he whispered one quiet, earnest word that sent a shudder through her entire body.

“Beautiful.”

a/n: who did you picture this with? let me know.

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[edensrose]

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꒰ ꒷꒦୨khun marco asensio୧˚₊๑

#tog #tower of god #tower of god x reader #tog x reader #khun eduan #reader inserts #x reader #khun aguero agnis #khun hachuling #khun ran #khun marco asensio #khun maschenny jahad #khun #khun aa #writing

[barcaavengers]

Imagine Masterlist

Football Imagines

Neymar Jr. Imagines

Out In The Open Series: Finished

part 1 || part 2 || part 3 || part 4 || part 5 || part 6

Playing With Fire Series: Finished

Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

Illicit Affairs: In Process

Part 1 || Part 2

Relaxing (smut)

Rafinha Alcantara

He Knows Series: Finished

part 1 || part 2 || part 3 || part 4 || part 5 || part 6 || part 7 || Part 8

Changes: Unfinished

part 1 ||

Dinner

It makes me love you more (smut)

Cristiano Ronaldo x Reader x Neymar

Complicated

Marc Andre Ter Stegen

You Got This

David Luiz x Reader x Neymar

It just happened

Aleksandar Kolarov

If Its Meant To Be

Sergi Roberto

Baby Boom (smut)

Hector Bellerin

Support

Childish

Marco Asensio

Choosing Sides

James Rodriguez

Gamers to Lovers

Miami Vacations (smut)

Roman Burki

Maybe a Little (smut)

Alex Chamberlain

Surprise Me

Marvel Imagines

Loki Laufeyson

Change of Plans

Coming Down Series: Finished

Part 1 || Part 2

Erik Killmonger

Special Attention (smut)

T'Challa

Stay Series: Finished

Part 1|| Part 2|| Part 3|| Part 4

Peter Parker

Warriors: Finished

Part 1 || Part 2

Bucky Barnes

Weakness Series: In Process

Part 1 || Part 2 ||

The Maze Runner

Newt

Decisions

Complete Safe Haven

New Beginning

Irreversible Series: In Process

Part 1|| Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

Air Vents (smut)

Others

Daveed Diggs

Misunderstandings

John Ambrose McClaren

Letting Go: In Process

Part 1 || Part 2

Harry Wells

Willing to Wait for It

#(imagine masterlist.) #marvel #avengers #marvel imagines #avengers imagines #marvel imagine #avengers imagine #the maze runner #the maze runner imagine #the maze runner imagines #football imagine #football imagines #imagines #(mine) #hamilton #hamilton imagines #tatbilb imagine #tatbilb imagines #to all the boys i've loved before #tatbilb #the flash #the flash imagine #the flash imagines #reader #imagine

[step-on-me-khun]

Good day and before I request, I would like to thank you for following me back (it left me giddy for days) even though I'm on anon right now ehe. Anyways, may I request an x reader birthday scenario since my birthday is near aka February 14? I prefer not having anything too grand as a birthday celebration and here are the characters you can choose to write: Khun Marco Asensio, Young Jahad, Ja Wangnan, Baam, and Arie Inieta. Thank you and apologies in advance;;

Okay, I’ve had trouble starting this and thinking up ideas for it, but I hope you still like and enjoy

And you’re very welcome, I’m not sure who you are but that doesn’t really matter, I always try to follow people who like what I post a lot. Sorry if it's short.

SFW/NSFW

Warnings: None at all

Everyone in the group was either training or doing their own thing, which was both good and bad for you. A small amount of disappointment bubbled inside you as you slowly walked down the corridor to the lounge area, secretly hoping you were going to be surprised by one of them. 

A tuft of brown caught your eye as you got closer and closer to where you wanted to go. It was either Baam or Endorsi. Your mood was boosted by just the one sighting of a person.

You were greeted by Baam soft eyes and face, his arms wrapping around you as you got to him.

"Happy birthday, (Y/N)," He happily says in your ear.

You smiled a little, "at least you remembered. Thank you, Baam,"

"They did remember, thy just wanted to train a little,"

"You don't need to explain their actions, Baam. They'll either see me later, or they won't,"

It was true though, he didn't really need to tell you anything. Just him being there was enough. But it did make you a little curious as to why he wasn't with them, training just as hard as he normally would. Why was you special right now? He was too nice and sweet for him to be an asshole like Khun or Hatz.

"What aren't you training with them?" You ask.

"I just didn't want you to be alone on today of all days," he replies, "I knew you wouldn't be doing anything like training and taking a day off from everything, I just wanted to make sure just one of us greeted you happily when you eventually came here,"

"Baam, you're too nice,"

He smiles and giggles at you. A sudden ping eminated from your pocket, your eyes darted to it, noticing it was from Inieta. What did he want?

"Hey, (Y/N)!" The message started, "happy birthday, you're getting a bit old now, haha, do you want to come over for a drink or something?" It was a rarity that he would contact you for anything, so this was a little weird, but it wasn't something that made you overly suspiscious.

"You planning on doing anything today?" Baam asks, sitting himself down on a chair, you follow and sit beside him.

"Not really, I'm just wanting a day that isn't too stressful and loud," you reply.

Your pocket pinged again, this time it was Marco, someone who you were previously close to, but grew slowly apart from.

"Happy birthday, sorry I couldn't be there to see you," it made you groan a little.

"Is everything okay?" Baam asks.

"Hmm? Yeah. I'm fine, just a little distracted. I got a message from Wangnan eariler." You reply.

"Did he say much?"

"No, not really. Which surprised me a bit, he normally sends me a paragraph. Maybe it's because we haven't seen him in a while."

It was nice, just being in a calm environment, having someone like Baam beside you, he was always nice and you couldn'y get tired of being around him.

It wasn't too stressful at all, the sun shining in through the window, the light reflecting onto the table in front of you.

Just the calmness of the room, the silence, it made you comfortable and warm. This was how you wanted it: no loud noises or annoying voices, just silence. It was nice to appreicate the little things, and it was the small things that were making your day.

#tower of god #twenty fifth baam #25th baam

[raphavarrane]

forever and always (marco asensio)

based off request: Can you write a Marco Asensio imagine where he gets badly injured during a match?

PARINGS: marco asensio x you (the reader)

WARNINGS: swearing!

marco hated hospitals. they held bad memories for him and every time he came to one, he could feel the wounds being opened all over again. the beeping of the machines, the cries of family members and the overall feeling of dread that hung over the building was enough to make marco curl up in anxiety.

then he saw you, the light in his darkness, the one constant that will he would never let change. you were asleep in a seemingly uncomfortable position on the hospital chair, keeping one hand on his. you had that cashmere jumper on that he bought you last christmas, unconsciously rubbing it against your skin. in so much chaos, you made peace in marco’s heart.

stupidly, marco tried to move, which made a loud groan of pain to escape his lips. you shot up out of your seat, scared that something might’ve happened to your fiancé.

“babe, what are you doing?” you sleepily asked, taking ahold of his hand.

visually, marco was in pain. but he’d never let himself look like he was in pain because then he’d only worry you.

“i was about to ask you the same thing.” he replied, running his finger along your engagement ring.

for a moment, you both stayed silent, not wanting to talk about what happened. marco remembered pieces of what had happened: the crunch sound his ankle made, the medical team putting his body in the stretcher, the well wishes of his teammates & his barcelona opponents and his fiancée’s whimpers as he got whisked away in an ambulance.

marco also remembered the hours before, where he proposed. it was everything he wanted it to be; in front of the madrid sunset by the beach with a beautiful view and a beautiful girl. everything he ever wanted...

to be injured in an el classico game absolutely destroyed marco. marco was never really worried about getting injured because it had never happened before; which is why when this happened, he broke. he wasn’t mentally or emotionally ready to deal with not playing football and eventhough he wasn’t ready to admit it, you could tell by how glassy marco’s eyes were.

luckily, the bed was big enough for the both of you. marco knew he probably shouldn’t, should he aggravate his doctor or his injury but he couldn’t care less. he just needed to be with his girl. slowly, marco scooter along the bed, giving you enough room to lay next to him. you rested your head against his chest, listening to his calming heartbeat.

small tears started to fall down his face and that started to break you. marco cried every once in a while, but it was a rarity and when he did show vulnerability, it made him even more admirable. he tried to wipe them away but you stopped him, taking ahold of his hand and kissing it.

“hey, they’ll be other classicos.” you stated, wiping away his tears.

“i know, i know.” he whispered, trying to fight back the tears that appeared on his cheeks.

marco calmed down with you by his side, letting all his emotions spill in your presence. in silence, you allowed marco to release everything he had been feeling in front of you. that was another plus in your relationship, in vulnerable moments, nothing has to be said.

after a while, marco took your hand and kissed your engagement ring, letting you know how much he loves you. how he’d never be able to live without you by his side. marco knew that the rehab would be tough and that there would be some days when he’d want to give it all up. but with you, marco knew he could go through hell & back... and still make it out alive. because forever and always, means forever and always.

➳

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#marco asensio #marco asensio fluff #marco asensio one shot #marco asensio imagine #my own writing #raphavarrane #real madrid #football imagine #real madrid imagine #soccer imagine #football fanfiction #soccer fanfiction #soccer fluff #football fluff #antoine griezmann #raphael varane #roman bürki

[findingnemosworld]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭 - 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨

• 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 )

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 ����𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐬, 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐦*𝐭

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐮𝐞, 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲.

He loved these kinds of days, where they were asked to visit the young children who were unfortunately struggling due to illness in order to cheer them up, this time it was a clinic, a private clinic that the club's board had donated a significant amount of money to - he, along with Isco, Nacho and Dani had arrived dressed festively; carrying a lot of gifts with them.

They were welcomed by the head of the clinic who'd taken them on a tour of the clinic before introducing them to the young patients who were elated by the presence of their favorite players, and that's when he saw her - she was tending to a young girl, and the way she spoke to her, paying full attention to everything she said had captured him immediately.

Suddenly, the young girl's eyes light up as she points directly at him which caused her to turn and look at him sending butterflies fluttering in his abdomen, not only was she an angel - she was also ethereally beautiful.

It was that day that he knew, he was in love with her, and yet nothing good ever lasts forever.

___

It'd been nearly two years and the pair lived as happily as they could, creating a healthy balance between their relationship as well as their careers, or so she thought as lately he'd begun to behave differently around her, becoming secretive, distant and slightly detached, so much so that she'd begun to suspect the possibility of him having an affair behind her back, she tried to brush it off, assure herself that it would be ok yet each time she tried to move closer, he seemed to taken ten steps away further frustrating her in the process.

One night, as she was folding clothes - she heard his footsteps in the kitchen while he was chatting to someone in Dutch which sent her brain into overdrive, yes he was half Dutch yet he'd never really spoken in Dutch in front of her let alone within earshot, she sighs as she continued folding clothes, and then as she began placing the clothes back in the closet, he walks in, seemingly refusing to acknowledge her or even speak.

" Amor, what are you doing? " She wonders, confused by his actions.

" Something just came up ... and since I have a few days off I have to take a flight to the Netherlands " He responds with a smooth tone.

Something came up? more like you want to see whoever has your heart, She wanted to say bitterly yet opted not to - instead she smiled weakly then said with a soft barely audible tone, " Have a safe flight … "

He’d left without a single explanation — and for a week she was left with unanswered inquiries, a plethora doubts plague her mind day in and day out that she could barely focus during work and on one evening, while she was halfway through her shift, her fellow nurse and close friend Willow approaches her with a concerned expression, " Are you ok honey? "

" I think Marco is cheating on me " She blurts out after a brief wave of silence.

Willow’s eyes widen, " Are you sure? I mean … did he tell you? did you find anything? "

" No " She murmurs and sighs. " That’s the thing, he’s been so secretive and it’s been two days since he left to the Netherlands without a single explanation "

" Maybe he’s gone to see his family, you did say he has roots there from his mother’s side " Willow tries to assure her.

" But that doesn’t explain the late nights or the secret phone calls " She covers her face then says. " I’m lost "

" Listen just wait it out and when he comes back, you confront him " Willow said, rubbing her back soothingly.

She nods, offering Willow a soft smile before she shifts her focus back to work, trying to push the doubts in the back of her mind — yet it seemed like her mind was playing tricks on her each time, woven faux images and false scenarios of uncovering the abhorrent truth behind his secrecy kept on haunting her until he finally returned from his trip three days later to finally reveal the true reason behind his behavior.

" Amor? " He calls out for her as he walks into a seemingly quiet home, " Where are you? "

" I’m in the kitchen … "

He frowns softly, her tone seemed a bit off which was expected given that he’d been trying to keep her from figuring out what he had planned for her. He walks into the kitchen to find her calmly chopping the vegetables for the salad while a pot is boiling on the stove, he waits for a moment before murmuring. " Hi amor "

" Hey " Her response was detached despite it being uttered in a soft tone. " How was your trip? "

He swallows the lump in his throat, then says with a soft smile. " It was good, I got to see my mother’s family which was good "

" That’s good, figured you’d take a longer time to get back! " She said with a sarcastic tone.

" What? " He frowns, confused by her remark.

" Come on Marco, you’re clearly cheating on me " She laughs dryly. " The secret phone calls, the late nights, the so called trip "

" Amor " He said with a surprised expression before adding. " I did take a trip "

" Oh yeah, where’s the ticket? " She retorts.

He sighs, then pulls out the ticket from his pocket. " See … "

She frowns, her eyes glossing over the ticket before she said. " That probably means she lives in the Netherlands, so it doesn’t help your case at all "

" Ay dios mio " He sighs, " Do you really wanna know why I took the trip? "

She crossed her arms over her chest — " Go ahead! "

" I did go to see my family but only because I needed more assurance that what I’m about to do is the right decision " He sighs softly, then he reaches over to pull out a small velvet box.

Her eyes widen, " Marco? "

" I also travelled to France to get your father’s and mother’s blessing " He smiles, " Because these past two years have been the best I have ever had and I know now that I don’t want to spend time with anyone else but you "

" Marco " She whispers with glossy eyes.

" Amor, I loved you since the very first day so please … hear me out, I have searched for ages, and had almost given up on love after so many heartaches, then I see you with the children and I just knew, that you’re the one so will you make me the happiest man on earth and marry me? " He smiles softly, opening the box to reveal a beautiful ring.

She wipes her tears then nods quickly as he slips the ring around her finger, " I’m so sorry for doubting you Marco, I’m so sorry "

" It’s ok amor, I know I was being far too secretive " He smiles at her. " So, you’re choosing to spend time with me forever? are you ready for that? "

She giggles, " I’m more than ready "

He bites his lower lip then murmurs, " What do you say we skip dinner and get to dessert? "

She blushed, " Marco "

" Shhh " He murmurs, pressing soft kisses over the curvature of her neck before he hoisted her up on the counter, bunching up her ( his ) shirt up, then he kneels down to press tantalizing kisses across her inner thigh.

" Marco, the stove? " She whines softly.

" Shh, I turned it off " He cooed, pushing her panties to the side — licking a long strip from her clit to her slick pussy walls. " Oh … I missed this " he murmurs.

She threads her digits through his hair, " Marco? " she moans

He grunts in response as he continues to lick it in a leisure pace, " Relax amor, let me take care of my wife to be "

She leans back, placing both her elbows on the counter — he parts her legs further, then pulls her panties down to her ankles before bunching them up in his pocket, he then placed both her legs behind his back as he leaned close; latched his lips entirely over her pussy, whilst his index digit and tongue began to gently coax a wave of desire out of her, her lips parting out to release the softest sounds.

" Oh Marco … you’re so good at this, keep going " She moans, inhaling then exhaling deep breaths. " Just like that … Oh, fuck "

He looks up to relish in the sight of her completely engrossed in the pleasure his tongue and index digit were providing her, he curled his digit to match the pace of his tongue whilst his ears perked up due to the soft sounds she was making which in turn caused him to accelerate his ministration, moving his tongue in different directions while his index digit continued to thrust in and out of her pussy, soon joined by his middle digit.

" Oh my god " She gasps. " I’m gonna … Oh fuck "

The knot in her lower abdomen explodes allowing him to taste her entirely — he grunts as he continues to lap up every drop of her arousal; then he pulls back with his chin glistening and a satisfied smile across his lips, he tugs her in for a gentle kiss which lasted for a second before murmuring. " Not a single woman on this planet has my heart, only you "

She smiles, " I love you "

He grins, " I love you too "

#marco asensio #marco asensio fanfiction #marco asensio x reader #marco asensio one shot #marco asensio angst #marco asensio fluff #marco asensio blurb #marco asensio smut

[xrichukix]

Can you do a one shot for Marco Asensio? The last one was fab. A bit of morning fluff with reader and Marco? 🫶🏻

Lazy day - marco asensio

paring: reader x marco asensio

warnings: none

When you felt the first rays of the sun on your face, you groaned quietly not wanting to wake up yet, you turned your back to the window. You snuggled into your boyfriend's naked torso, throwing your leg over his hips.

"Hola mi amor" Marco embraced you, stroking your cheek with his thumb. You looked at him with sleepy eyes, smiling lazily. You pulled him into you kissing him, he immediately returned the kiss smiling.

"How about your favorite breakfast?"

"I would love to, but for now I want to cuddle with you"

Marco nodded, starting to place kisses on your face, making you chuckle softly.

You loved those mornings when you both didn't have to go anywhere and Marco was at your complete disposal. you loved how he cared and cared for you.

You appreciated every moment spent together knowing how busy his schedule was lately.

When Marco went to make breakfast for the two of you, you quickly got yourself in the bathroom. After a few minutes, your boyfriend appeared in the living room with a full tray and sat next to you.

You ate breakfast feeling even better. He sat you on his lap and wrapped the blanket around you two. You started playing with his hair as you cuddled up to him.

Marco couldn't stop himself from kissing your face and neck, complimenting you.

When he pulled away from you for a moment, he smiled one of his sweetest smiles that instantly melts your heart.

"I love you Marco"

"It's very good because I love you too" he winked at you and after a while he offered you to watch the movie, which you gladly agreed to, knowing that he would cuddle up to you even more, but you didn't mind because you felt that both of you need closeness and you have to take advantage of it as much as possible.You knew it was going to be a good lazy day.

#marco asensio #marco asensio imagine #marco asensio x reader #football fluff #football one shot #football imagine

[deja-vux]

Know You're Not Alone (Marco Asensio Imagine)

Marco Asensio x Reader

3.I will always be there for you.

A/n:Sorry its a little short.

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That's when he saw her walk out the door without saying anything. She had let go of his hand and walked out in a moment where he felt he needed her most. Even though he's always been in front of cameras and adoring fans there were always moments he'd get anxious or nervous and shed be his rock. She had stood with him from the carpet, to the interviews, and the endless photographers covering the event. What she needed what they needed was a break from all of it. Quietly Marco dismissed himself from the table and dinner going on in the banquet hall and walked in the direction y/n had gone in not to long ago. He looked all around as he looked for her and stumbled across sitting on a bench tears in her eyes as a hand laid gently onto her stomach.

He took a seat next to taking her free hand into his and squeezing softly,"Everything ok mi amor?" His eyes filled with worry as he lifted her chin. She nodded softly wiping her tears."I always come to you when i have a problem and you are always there to listen to me. Now i believe its time for me to return the favor to you. What is it that troubles your mind?"he looked at her with pleading eyes. She looked at her stomach and back at him biting her lip. "Marco I'm pregnant",she manages to breath out.

At first he processes what he heard and repeats wide eyed,"you're pregnant"

"Is that all you're gonna say?",she worries not knowing if he was ready.

"How far along are you?"

"Two months",she stated blankly.

"I'm gonna be a father,"he ran a hand through his hair, "I'm gonna be a father," he repeated. She looks at him confused by the sudden change of tone in his voice and sees him with a wide smile on his face. "Am i really going to be a father?"

"Yes i was scared to tell you cause we're so young and both of our careers are just starting to go somewhere and i didn't want to ru-",he stopped her.

"I will always be there for you. No matter what happens. I love you and this ring on your hand proves it and soon enough another will join it. You have been with me through countless of my challenges and i yours now this is one we both face and cherish together. Yes it won't be easy but we got this we'll learn and grow along the way. I promise nothing can ever ruin what we have its you and me against the world."

He cups her face and his hands as she nods and he kisses her forehead gently. She replied by kissing him softly her doubts clearing out if her mind. "Why don't you say we ditch this event and go home and just watch some movies and eat take out?", he says softly.

She smiles warmly, "I'd like that."

#football imagine #soccer imagine #marco asensio imagine #marco asensio #real madrid imagine #real madrid #spain nt #futbol imagine

[littlestarprincess]

Me, almost a year ago: Haha yeah I started writing a stalker!mafioso!Asensio x barista!Reader fic to cope with data!Asensio's death at like almost midnight its terrible

Me, today, at 10pm: This is good shit, also the reader's a vigilante now

#tower of God #Should I be working on confiserie? Yes #Am I? In theory #But listen this opens with a line like 'it could have been 21 degrees out with not a single cloud in sight and asensio's lungs would still #feel like he'd swallowed static' and it continues like that #Sure there's no plot yet but really does anyone need plot?

[melodeeblodgett-blog]

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