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clinicsharmartia · 6 months

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FOOTBALL AND FREEDOM OF SPEECH

I've tried my best so far on this page to repost, like and share as many links, documents and posts about the genocide in Gaza and the West Bank, although I've never actually put out an official statement like this. Maybe it's for selfish reasons that I'm doing it now, and I will take it on the chin, but as a sports blog, and more specifically, a football blog, I feel that my time has now come.

Today (3/11/23), Dutch-Moroccan footballer Anwar El Ghazi's contract has been terminated with the German football club Mainz 05. This is due to the simple fact that he is against genocide. On his Instagram he has been posting statements on his page and his stories to not only bring awareness but explain what you can do to help. The club initially suspended him and he was reintroduced into the team on Tuesday, where he mentioned that he "doesn't regret showing support for Palestine". Now, the club has cut him off completely.

Germany recently has had an abundance of anti-Palestine laws and regulations such as police being allowed to arrest people who wave the flag or attend protests, and now (apparently) to speak out when you know you have a position of power and influence. It's very strange to me how when it was Ukraine FIFA was doing everything in its power to show their support for them. Having the flags in multiple areas on screen throughout the game, allowing people to bring it into stadiums and wave it, holding press conferences, charities etc. But now when it's Palestine, a middle eastern country, they won't do anything. They will allow clubs to suspend and fire their players, they will allow their players to be threatened and abused, they will allow their players to be degraded and humiliated on the internet.

Two weeks ago, French footballer Karim Benzema was accused by a French Minister of having links to the "Muslim Brotherhood" (????) while other French Ministers and politicians called for the removal of his citizenship. All because he posted one thing about Gaza. One tweet can revoke your citizenship in France. Again, France over the past decade has become notorious for its Islamophobic and racist laws such as it being made a crime to wear a hijab/niqab/abaya etc in school or public settings, making it (basically) illegal to attend protests about Palestine, wave the flag or in some places even wear the colours. We can see both examples portrayed perfectly here, because what exactly is the "muslim brotherhood"? Do you mean terrorist? Are you calling him a terrorist for supporting people who are trapped in a cement box being carpet bombed? What about Hector Bellerin, a white Spanish footballer who is speaking out about Palestine on his page? Or Jules Kounde, a non-muslim French footballer who is speaking about Palestine on his page?

FIFA you are scum, you are wretched, you feed off pain and money, you are horrid. You dare make it a law that people who stream illegally can be jailed for 30 years when you are dictating the lives and careers of people who are trying to use their fame and platform for good.

They will never win, we will always fight back. Thank you Ghazi, Benzema, Kounde, Bellerin and the countless others who have the courage to speak up. You do too. It's not too late. Fuck FIFA. Free Palestine.

#gaza #gaza strip #free gaza #free palestine #palestine #war on gaza #west bank #palestinian genocide #genocide #football #anwar el ghazi #karim benzema

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saintsir4n · 2 months

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Hi Girl,

I’ve literally just come back from work but I’ve been thinking about you all day none stop and felt like I had to get this out, I want to thank you for your stories and your art as it never fails to amaze me. It’s artistically beautiful the way you write these characters being in love with their respective black love interests. Growing up as a bookworm, I found it impossible to find stories or especially fics that have black love interests not written in specific ways. However, you manage to achieve this so naturally and make it heartwarming to be seen as a possible love interests to characters that we’ve either fell in love with or thirsted over. I just finished Stereo Love and your Saltburn fic and both are just written in a way where it’s obvious the main character is the centre of her love interests world and that she truly is the epitome of beauty to them. Growing up, it’s been hard for many black girls (including myself) to feel desired and loved romantically, so thank you truly and I so can’t wait for what you have in store for us. Most importantly, looking after yourself is the most important so just know we your fans truly have the best interests for you in terms of treating yourself kindly. All the best lovely, I thought I would just give my two cents.

PS: do you mind giving your top ten male crushes (they can be fictional, from television or movies) and these can be current or like childhood crushes?!

Lots of love- 🐜

Honestly, this love and appreciation is making me cry. The type of support I’m receiving today is amazing and very heart warming. I try to write my characters as authentic and true to not just me to black readers, black girls and women. Growing up being black wasn’t as popular or glamorous as people showcasing today and I’m glad our people are being made to feel like themselves in spaces where we’re usually ostracised, so I’m glad that these stories speak to or help people. When I write my OCs I like to write them as desired, or loved, considering the lack of roles for black women in shows/films/books where we are seen in such a way.

After understanding the love interests (Felix Catton and Brian O’Conner) and how they view their respected partners I find it easier to insert my OC, of course I have to acknowledge the role of their race before hand whether it’s subtle or integral to the plot of my stories or canon.

At first when I started writing I didn’t know which part of the black experience to include, without bringing people out of their “fantasy”. Many people equate blackness with struggle or negativity, when there are so many positive and popular things we do whether it’s our hair, our style, our music or just us overall especially in the eras these films were set in/ released (early 2000s)

I’m glad you’re enjoying my stories, the next one I’m publishing is a House of The Dragon book, hope you’re interested. And I also hope you’re taking care of yourself as I try to. I’m so blessed to have this comment honestly as well as fans like you!

And atm for my TOP TEN MALE crushes (fictional/non fictional):

1. Jon Snow. Kit Harrington this role… I can’t get over his season 6 appearance. Most Targaryen men are good looking and yes people still say he’s a stark, which he is but damn, he’s something else.

2. Xolo Maridueña (Miguel Diaz from CK) love the actor in the show, he’s fine as hell especially with his longer hair and is thankfully older than me.

3. Damson Idris. Stunning, great smile, talented too!

4. Cillian Murphy. Must I explain this one?

5. Dylan O’brien. ALWAYS I just hope he doesn’t do some bs and let me down.

6. Brian O’Conner (specifically in the first and second films)

7. Kingsley Ben Adir. This man is just tall and fine.

8. Zayn. Been rocking with him since 2011 and his amazing voice.

9. Hector Bellerin. Just like Zayn, they’re fine men. And even though I don’t watch football, I watch his clips and that’s enough.

10. Lando Johnson. I only watch clips of All American Homecoming, I watched the original show up until season 3 and won’t start watching the spin off until I find out Simone ends up with Lando and his beautiful self.

This list took me a WHILE, especially for top 1, but I landed on Jon Snow, because how he is with a sword, his hair and how everyone in Westeros calls him pretty. Plus I did write a story for him a while ago, which I want to add to or change up in the future.

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footballffbarbiex · 1 year

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footballwildthoughts · 2 years

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Hector bellerin on instagram story

#hector bellerin #bellerin #fashion #héctor bellerín #arsenal

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footballconfessions · 2 years

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I love Hector Bellerin. He spoke against Andrew Tate on his story the other day. It’s so refreshing to see a football player calling out a misogynist and sex offender. Reece James could never.

Good bless Bellerin really! — B

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kelvintanadi-blog · 2 years

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Resmi : Starting Line-Up Cádiz FC Vs FC Barcelona 👊🏻 Rotasi Besar Besaran Dilakukan Xavi Jelang Lawan Bayern Munchen ✊🏻 Banyak Pemain Utama Disimpan Termasuk Sang Top Scorer Robert Lewandowski 🤜🏻🤛🏻 Sedangkan Hector Bellerin Diberikan Kesempatan Untuk Memainkan Laga Debut Nya 👍🏻 Untuk yang mau nonton live streaming, link nya sudah mimin share di story yaa. Silakan dicek dan ditonton Les #ViscaBarca 💙❤️ (at Estadio Nuevo Mirandilla) https://www.instagram.com/p/CiVQcUNPjPz/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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penguintransporter · 3 years

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Winning the Game Called Love (Hector Bellerin ) Part III

Hello, lovely people of Tumblr. This is the third part, two more to go. Despite no one really reading this, I still post it, for my sake. I still hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing it. If you like it, please share your thoughts or at least reblog because maybe someone else will enjoy it. I haven’t gotten a simple kudo since I started posting it. Oh well..

Part I

Part II

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Aida definitely wasn’t the shyest person out there, or the quietest – that’s for sure, but she seemed to turn into a tiniest mouse when she was in the company of someone she fancied, unless she had couple of shots of tequila, which she didn’t. Even if Héctor’s car was warm and comfortable, it still didn’t help her relax as they drove through the streets of London that seemed to be just a passing pictures of distorted lights and raindrops on the wind-shield.

She clasped her hands on her shoulder bag that rested on her lap.

“Where are we going?” she asked, shifting a little as she glanced at Héctor when they stopped at the red traffic light. She wasn’t sure she knew the area, but it certainly didn’t look as if they are going to some cafe or similar – they passed many of them on their way.

Héctor looked at her from the corner of his eye – corner of his lips lifting just for a slightest. “You don’t know it yet,” he started as he took a turn to right, and they entered a fancy residential area – houses lined up perfectly along the long lane, “but I make a killing cup of hot cocoa.”

It took her exactly thirty seconds to realise what his answer meant, and another few for Héctor to slow down in front of a house with a hidden garage driveway. Aida’s heart sped up as the doors the very same garage slowly opened and closed automatically once Héctor drove inside with ease.

I should have accepted a glass of two of that champagne that kept going around at the party.

Héctor killed off the engine – the soundless car becoming completely silent before he unbuckled his belt with ease and Aida wanted to say something; anything. She wanted to break the silence as they sat in the dark, illuminated by the tiny light above their heads.

“Is this your house?” she asked at last – her voice barely a whisper, and she groaned internally.

Of course it is his house, Aida. He didn’t bring you here to meet the Pope.

She tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear – letting the silence fill the car yet again. Waiting for his answer, she decided to nervously pick on the small tear on her sheers, well aware that she could break them any second.

“Yes,” Héctor finally answered, taking a moment to look at her with an amused expression. “You seem nervous.” he stated jokingly and Aida glanced back at him – her heart making a flip inside her ribcage. Was it so obvious? Despite not saying anything back, she knew that her silence answered his question. “I won’t do you any harm, if that’s what you’re nervous about?”

“I wasn’t implying—,” Aida started off awkwardly, finally making enough courage to look at him. “I am just surprised, I was thinking, maybe Costa’s or something.”

Héctor gave her a wink, getting out of his car, letting Aida’s rambles hang in the air awkwardly. “Come on, unicorn,” he spoke, straightening his back before looking down at her with a dorky smile, “as much as I love this baby, I rather go inside.”

Unicorn.

Aida bit down at her lip, releasing herself from the seatbelt as she tried to get out of the car as quickly as possible, but while she was scrambling her way out, Héctor was already walking around and entering the house through the large doors. She hastily placed her bag over her shoulder as she straightened her dress, and with a small intake of breath, Aida followed after him.

The moment she entered the house, she stopped for a moment – confusion overcoming her nervousness. Héctor was nowhere to be seen, and the only light illuminating the entryway was coming through the glass panels of the entrance doors.

Her stomach made a gymnast-worthy flip as she looked up and saw the glimmer of light upstairs.

“Héctor?!” she called out nervously, taking a step towards the stairs, almost tripping on the slippery floor. Her voice echoed ever so slightly, appearing to be louder than it actually was.

“Upstairs!” he called out. Aida felt a shiver spread down her back as she took a nervous step towards the stairs, but quickly backed off when Héctor spoke again. “Down the hallway is the sitting room. I’ll join you in a second.”

Embarrassed at her own thoughts, Aida shook her head as she blindly made her way through the short and dark corridor before stepping inside of an open and sparsely furnished sitting room with adjacent dining area. Aida opened her mouth in surprise, scanning the room. There was a big TV mounted on the white wall, even bigger sofa facing it and a mess of cables on the floor where it was connected to the gaming console. She looked towards the dining area, recognising the designer dining table and a slim laptop resting on top of it, in front of one of the equally expensive-looking chairs.

She couldn’t help but wonder if Héctor knew just how lucky he was.

“Mi casa es tu casa,” Héctor spoke suddenly from behind her, making her jump in the place – the sound of his voice in his native Spanish sending chills down her spine. His voice sounded husky; more mature. “Sorry ‘bout that,” he apologised after few seconds, stepping next her, “didn’t meant to scare you.”

Aida could feel the warmth radiating off of him, and her heartbeat accelerated.

Swaying on her feet lightly, she stole a glance at Héctor. “You have a lovely house,” she complimented.

“Thanks,” he answered smoothly as if he expected her to say that. “Shame you cannot see the garden because of the dark, but it’s one of the best things about this house,” he added. Maybe one day – Aida bit back a wishful sigh as Héctor stepped away from her. “Here,” he changed the subject nonchalantly, and Aida curiously peered at his hands, noticing that he was holding out a hoodie and pair of men’s socks. She gave him a quizzical look, and he gave her a toothy smile in return. “If you want to put something warmer on. This house is usually cold for non-Spanish people. Just ask Kieran,” Héctor smiled, “poor lad puts seven layers before coming over.”

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After Héctor’s apologetic smile and “I am so sorry, but I only have oat milk left,” Aida finally got the chance to curl her hands around the mug of steaming hot cocoa that he fixed for her. Wearing in the old Arsenal merch over her dress – hoodie that has been washed more than few times and those woolly socks, Aida watched Héctor pour warm liquid in his own mug – look of pure concentration painted on his face.

“Not a word to the manager, okay? This is not the healthiest hot cocoa out there,” he told her as he placed the pot in the sink, turning around to look at her and Aida smiled in her mug, taking a sip.

“I have no intentions on creating drama on my last few days at work, don’t worry” she responded with a grin, licking the corner of her lip to pick up any leftovers that might have stuck on it.

Héctor finally sat down with his own mug, letting the silence fall upon them, but despite of the slight awkwardness, both of them were mentally present, smiling at each other as they sat opposite sides of the kitchen island. Aida let out a small breath, watching him as he looked towards the sitting room. She enjoyed the view more than she should – probably, but she couldn’t help but appreciate him. His hair wasn’t in a perfect bun anymore, but rather messily tucked behind his ears, and the crisp white shirt that used to be neatly tucked in at the party was now falling over his trousers – edges wrinkled and sleeves rolled up, showing his tattoos.

She really, really fancied him.

“Okay,” she started, “I need to ask you something.” She placed her mug on the marble counter-top in front of her and Héctor looked at her, nodding. Aida nervously tucked her hair behind her ear, suddenly tongue-tied as she pulled on the sleeves of his hoodie. “Sorry,” she breathed out nervously, “I just don’t know how to phrase the question.”

“I didn’t think that your friendliness was sincere. That’s all,” he answered her unspoken question as he shrugged once, setting the mug in front of him.

“No?” Aida curiously looked at him – confused. He didn’t seem like he wanted to elaborate on what he just said, and Aida lifted her mug before setting it down again – curiosity filling her brain. “I am confused now,” she honestly replied, “If you thought that I was faking my friendliness the entire time, why make such an effort with hot cocoa?”

Héctor shrugged again but didn’t say anything for a while and Aida could feel the anticipation build inside of her.

“I just felt like it,” he finally answered as he leaned on his elbows, inching closer to her and Aida felt slight blush creep up on her cheeks, “and anyway, if I can recall, it was you who asked for it. I was just being nice.” Still blushing, Aida gasped jokingly, raising both of her eyebrows at him, ready to take on the banter he was starting, but he beat her to it. “You can keep it if you want?”

He was still close to her, and she knew that he could see the redness on her cheeks which made her want to look away, but a sudden burst of confidence mixed with a strange adrenaline made her stomach do a one-eighty.

“What? The mug of hot cocoa?”

Héctor rolled his eyes at her response, leaning back in his chair. “Hilarious,” he mused.

“Why, thank you?” she grinned, feeling her cheeks cooling down. “Thanks on the offer, but I don’t want your girlfriend to get mad at you. I bet she’s got an Excel sheet, keeping a tab on all of your clothes.”

Aida are you flirting? Maybe you should stop because you are not doing yourself a favour.

Héctor grinned, running his fingers along his moustache before placing both of his hands behind his head, and Aida wasn’t sure if she wanted to stare at his full lips or his physique. “You can just ask if I have a girlfriend, y’know?”

Aida almost chocked on her sip of cocoa and her heart went into an overdrive.

“Wh...what—” she stuttered, “what makes you think that I am interested in knowing that?” she corrected herself clumsily – the very same blush painting her cheeks red.

“You tell me,” Héctor winked, and Aida looked down at her cup, wanting to disappear inside of the murky beverage.

***

“So, what are your plans now?” Héctor asked as he gazed at Aida with something resembling a concern in his eyes.

Aida shrugged. “I did intern at the Royal College of Speech and Language Therapy for a bit, here in London, but I took a break from uni last year. It was disgracefully expensive,” she finished, looking down at her bare nails, “I might go back, we’ll see.”

After all the silly banter and the disastrous try at flirting from Aida’s side, their conversation steered towards more serious matters. Héctor told her about his move to the UK when he was still very young, his environmental work and she opened up about her struggles with uni and life in London, and how she was afraid to disappoint her parents who didn’t know she took a break from her education as she tried to collect money to continue it.

“Would have never guessed you are into it.” Héctor said, watching her with a keen interest as she shyly smiled. She wasn’t used on people showing actual interest in what she really wanted to do with her life. “You must know sing language then?”

Aida nodded proudly – her excitement mixing with confidence. “Of course. I can teach you some if you want?”

Héctor nodded excitedly, brushing a stray of hair that fell over his eyes back in place. Aida stopped for a second, taking a sharp intake of breath – he was ridiculously good-looking. “Can you teach me how to say, my name is Héctor—“he grinned mischievously at her, getting his face closer to her, “but you can call me papi?”

It took her few seconds to realise what he had said before she burst out laughing, shaking her head. Aida was about to tell him to sod off because his joke was stupid when his phone light up next to him with a new message and Aida couldn’t help but lock her eyes with the time on his screen – a sudden wave of panic washing over her.

“Shit, it’s already so late?!” she half-asked, half-cried out.

“You mean early?” Héctor grinned, dismissing the text with a flick of his tattooed finger.

Aida rubbed both of her hands across her face in frustration. “I need to get back to the training centre to pick up my car.” She slid off the chair as she spoke, pulling the hoodie over her head at the same time. Aida stopped when the hoodie was halfway off, looking at Héctor who was still calmly seated, watching her with his head tilted to one side. “They already locked the gates, no?”

He nodded calmly. “It’s almost three in the morning, and even if that party was a banger, which it wasn’t, it’s a charity dinner. Two thirds of the attendees are already fast asleep.”

Aida grumbled her response, folding the hoodie before placing it on the counter-top. She proceeded to take off the socks – not welcoming the cold that seeped through her barely clad feet as they touched the floor.

“I think I’ll get an Uber.”

“I could give you a lift home,” Héctor offered, watching her with an amused glint in his eyes as he slid off the chair, “but first I need to ask my girlfriend if I can do that. Excel and that shit.”

Aida wanted to roll her eyes at him, but instead she bit her smile back as she made her way through the dining area and into the sitting room where she left her bag upon arrival. It rested on the big sofa cushion, next to Héctor’s suit jacket, wallet and car keys.

As she was picking up her bag, a different kind of panic entered her body when she realised that she wasn’t sure if she had her flat keys with her. She has never been very organised person and more than often she would put her belongings in random places – change in her pocket instead of wallet, underwear in her drawers with socks and house keys on the seat of the car instead of her bag. Scrambling to open the bag, she unzipped the small pocket at the back of her bag and huffed out a sigh of relief, seeing the key resting inside.

“At least I have my fla—,” Aida started, turning around to face Héctor, but stopped quickly – thoughts and words vanishing from her brain. “Shit,” she whispered.

Héctor stood in front of her, closer then ever before.

Not counting that time when they slammed into each other in the corridor at work.

He was so close that if either one of them made a slight move forward, their bodies would be touching. She was losing her composure and in order to avoid doing something stupid, she looked down, trying to quiet her heart that was beating so loud that she could hear it in her ears.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of her looking at their shoes, she seized enough of courage to meet his eye, only to find him grinning at her as if he just proved that the earth was in fact round. Her cheeks turned a very deep red, making him smile wider, and Aida wanted to crawl under a rock and hide there for the rest of her life.

Why was he so close?

Mortified, she sucked in a deep breath as Héctor started closing in on the distance between them. Aida opened and closer her mouth, unsure what to do, but he just moved around her – brushing gently against her arm as he leaned over the sofa’s backrest.

“My car keys,” he whispered when he was close to her ear, and Aida swallowed the invisible knot in her throat.

“Car keys, yes...” she trailed off – her voice cracking slightly.

Héctor took a step back, sliding his wallet in the back pocket of his trousers, giving her an amused but pleased look.

“Let’s go, unicorn,” he said in his normal voice before turning around and making his way towards the doors.

Part IV

#footballers #football fanfiction #footballer fanfiction #football imagine #football oneshot #soccer imagines #soccer fanfiction #hector bellerin story #hector bellerin fanfiction #hector bellerin imagine #hector bellerin fic #arsenal fc fan fiction

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mccleans · 2 years

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via hector's insta story

#one of the only footballers i've seen talk about all of this beyond just posting a flag on their story #hector bellerin

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thiagodasilva · 2 years

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im so sick of his ass

#open IG for the first time in hours and this is the first story I see #I cannot #hector girlies where y’all at #hector bellerin

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charlottemount · 2 years

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Hector Bellerin

JUST YOU, ME & … — Hécto Bellerin

summary: which y/n and héctor first time sharing about their married life as a newlywed couple

warning: english is not my first language

tag: @weddingdisco

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hectorbellerin Our honeymoon is in Barcelona, why do i choose Barcelona? i don’t maybe you should ask mrs.Bellerin next to me 🤷🏻‍♂️

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y/nbellerin because you’ve been away from your family for a really long time so i think this will be a great opportunity for you, us spend honeymoon and some Bellerin family time together

supriya_lele Home sweet home eh?

hectorbellerin yea home sweet home

b.ell.er.in 🥰

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y/nbellerin Just got home from the airport and welcome by this two super sweet and lovely women here

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hectorbellerin Mamá once told me that i have to marry you, do you know that? she also said “I don't want any other girl besides y/n to be my daughter-in-law”

y/nbellerin she is? 🤩

hectorbellerin And also she want us to move back to Barcelona to live with the Bellerin

y/nbellerin actually i’ve been thinking about moving back to Barcelona for like 3-4 years before you propose to me

h.hector.B OMG his mom is so beautiful

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hectorbellerin It’s match day 👼

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y/nbellerin Ayayayyy

hectorbellerin @y/nbellerin 🤣🤣🤣

y/bff/n how was you HONEYMOON??

y/nbellerin It’s pretty good and uhh… lots of s🥚

y/bff/n oh damn giirrrl

blue.smoothie_ He’s so fine

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y/nbellerin my 3rd time @hectorbellerin

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y/nbellerin go go Héctor Bellerín Moruno, so proud of you hubby

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hectorbellerin Love you bb, i gonna score just for you babe

y/nbellerin oh that’s exciting

jhenderson Supermodel or football player??

y/nbellerin actually he’s y/n Bellerin HUSBAND @jhenderson 🤓

22h03min I just want to fuck him real bad @iihope_

iihope_ Eww he’s not that 🥵

y/nbellerin he only fucks with me 🙂 so stop dreaming

hectorbellerin Wow wow y/n 😂

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hectorbellerin Happy Happy Happy Birthday to y/n, i wish you the best and don’t forget we having a really big plan after this honeymoon, love @y/nbellerin

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433_ Big plan 🤓🤓🤓

jamie.jamison how old is she?

toyafees She’s 25

jamie.jamison 25? So youngg

y/nbellerin 🧸👼🏻

laurenfryer_ Happy birthday y/n @y/nbellerin

y/nbellerin aww thanks Lauren, don’t forget our plan having dinner together tonight

laurenfryer_ Ofc not babe, just girl night out huh 😂

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y/nbellerin shy hector is the cutest 🤣 he’s my baby 👼🏻

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sser__ ooh i see baby angel everywhere, is this a hint

sasha__rebecca I miss you y/n

y/nbellerin i miss you too Sasha

hectorbellerin 👼🏻🧸

#hector bellerin fluff #hector bellerin imagine #hector bellerin x y/n #hector bellerin x reader #hector bellerin #hector bellerin imagines #football fanfic #football imagines

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colorsofmyseason · 3 years

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I was tagged by @philipp-lahm for this, thanks so much bestie :)

Rules: list the first lines of your last 20 stories. See if there are any patterns. Then tag your friends.

1. good day (onesided!kieran tierney/nicolas pepe, kieran tierney/ben white, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Perhaps it’s his fault, though Nico has no idea what it is.

2. one call away (steno, football rpf, teen and up)

“You should’ve given me a Leverkusen ring,” was the first thing Bernd said to him when he picked up his boyfriend’s call that morning.

3. love at second sight (hector bellerin/various, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Mikel wasn’t his first, and maybe not his second either (if Hector recalled correctly, he’d been dared into making out with his teammates during his youth days more often than necessary), but he’s the first one Hector willingly kissed himself.

4. we found love right where we are (various couples, football rpf, teen and up, valentine's day fic)

The seventh time he tells himself that he's not jealous as the pic of Hector and Martin holding hands flashes through his screen again and again, Dani has to admit that he probably is.

5. you're my fortress, shield, savior, armor (nule, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

The first time Alexander Nubel met Niklas Sule, he was terrified.

6. the cold never bothers him anyway (kieran tierney/nicolas pepe, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

“Okay, first of all, I want you guys to know this isn’t my doing,” Ainsley states as they step onto the snow-covered pitch.

7. red lights (arsenal fc, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Lucas Torreira doesn’t remember when exactly he started falling for Bernd Leno.

8. never believe it's not so (cedric soares-centered, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

He has sworn off using his magic in battles, even the “fight” on the pitch.

9. love still goes on (emi martinez-centered, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Emi’s goodbye to Arsenal fans was bittersweet.

10. the past is just a bridge we burned down behind us (thiago alcantara-centered, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Thiago didn’t know why his brother decided to text him now, all of a sudden.

11. baton touch (hector bellerin-centered, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Truth be told, Hector never thought it would end this way.

12. what a magical night [part 2] (hector bellerin-centered, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

When your manager and sort-of-unofficial mentor in magic comes to you and tells you that you have to work the magic by yourself against a team who just won the Premier League this season and has considerably better squad than your team, not to mention five of the most powerful wizards you’ve ever known, you don’t get to say no.

13. countless reasons (steno, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

"Let's move in together."

14. chasing starlights (bayern munich, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Honestly, Manu thinks, for a team as big as PSG, they should’ve known that putting five active wizards at once in their starting eleven is a bit excessive.

15. the sweetest vengeance (bayern munich, manuel neuer-centered, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

The ball rolls from player to player.

16. spellbound (neuller, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

The first time Thomas asks Manuel to fetch his water bottle for him, the goalkeeper simply does that without thinking.

17. what a magical night (hector bellerin-centered, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Hector swears it’s not usually this easy.

18. passing the limits of your senses (germany nt, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Bernd stares at Marc-Andre, not knowing what to make out of the other keeper’s strange request, while Marc-Andre only stares back at him with an indifferent look that is borderline bored.

19. in this white frozen world (steno, football rpf, teen and up, future au)

Marc has just returned home from training when his phone rings.

20. in weakness and in strength (steno, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

From the first day he started dating Marc-André ter Stegen (though the two of them can never point out the exact first day, considering how twisted and convoluted the beginning of their relationship was), Bernd has known that his life will be anything but ordinary.

I'm tagging @butterflyliverpoolkopite @coffeebreakcreations and @manuelmueller and anyone else who wants to do this as well!

#i don't know whether there's any pattern #though i noticed that i tend to put some reference to the time lol #tag game #fanfiction #thanks!

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