#lfc imagine

[lfc21]

Rating your boyfriend throughout the day

TW: Fluff

Prompt list: Tik Tok

Summary: You and Trent rarely had a day spent with just one another but finally today was the day and you knew that rating his every action would make it just perfect.

It was once in a blue moon in which Trent had a day off with just yourself and him. As this was the case you knew today would be the perfect day to participate in another silly yet cute Tik Tok trend. You knew how much Trent secretly loved you making all of these stupid videos and letting the whole world know about your relationship. You couldn't help but have the urge to do the rate-the-day challenge.

1/10 stole all of the bed covers and wouldn't give them back.

The clip presented you and Trent in the early hours of the morning with your cold body and Trent sleeping softly with the soft warm covers wrapped all around his body. This wasn't the first time he had completely ignored your protests just because he was comfy and snug all to himself.

6/10 Helped me make breakfast even though he was still half asleep

Trent had his head in the cruck of your neck as his arms wrapped around your waist whilst you poured the contents of the cereal box into the two bowls in front of you. The camera was perfectly in front of you both capturing Trent's sleepy eyes and your constant giggles at him.

3/10 screamed the words to one kiss by Dua Lipa whilst in the shower

You filmed the bathroom door which had the noise of Trent's awful singing bouncing off every object. He often thought he was Elvis Presley in the shower but from the sound of his singing you would never off guess. The video was also filled with your loud and constant giggles from behind the camera.

"100/10" Held the door open for me

You filmed Trent standing with his back against your front door whilst ushering you out first. You made sure to get his gentleman-like actions into the video as you knew how much your fans would love it and how much his teammates would tease him for it.

2/10 Had to walk on my own because instead of walking he runs

you showed the camera Trent walking miles ahead of you with your two French bulldogs whilst you were far behind. As the clip went on Trent stood to a side and held his hand out for you causing you to run towards his open embrace.

1000/10 cuddled me and finally watched keeping up with the Kardashians (He secretly loves it)

The clip showed you and Trent in bed as you rested your head on his large chest and showed Trent's wide eyes and concentrated look on the tv in front of him. You could see Trent's hand running through your long hair and his warmth creating the most perfect comforting blanket upon you.

Hey guys 👋🏻 This was so so so much fun to write for the Tik Tok prompt list ❤️ I really hope you guys enjoyed this piece 😊 please leave feedback and requests as they are greatly appreciated 🥰 have a good day 😆 masterlist 2022 💌 masterlist 2023 💌

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[libraryofloveletters]

The Wavelengths I'd Go For You

Thiago Alcantara x Fem!Reader

Warnings: summer time fluff, thiago is the sweetest boyfriend ever, cheeky teasing and flirting + some remarks from thiago, lots of touchy feely moments, alcohol and the consumption of, a sunset something - you'll see :))

Word Count: 3.1k

Author's Note: the fact that I had to search soooo deep for this gif is a crime // based on a convo @curiousthyme and I had about how sweet husband thiago would be so to the 6 thiago fans out there, this one's for you

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The sunshine in Mallorca welcomed you, a way of telling you that you were home in every sense of the word.

You and your boyfriend, Thiago, were spending a week there before heading up to see his family. You had been on the go constantly for the last few months with Thiago's game schedule and your work projects so this time away was much welcomed.

It's barely 10am when your boyfriend comes back into the bedroom, flopping down onto the bed next to you. "Mi amor, despierta," (my love, wake up) he whispers into your ear, his chin on your shoulder.

You shrug your boyfriend off of you, pulling the duvet over your head. "Alejarse de mí," (get away from me) you grumbled from under the blanket, making him laugh.

"C'mon babe," he nudges your arm and you finally give in, pulling the blanket down to look over at him.

Thiago was fully awake and dressed, as if he was going somewhere - the beach perhaps.

"What do you want?" You asked, pulling his hand up so you could see the watch on his wrist. "It's barely 10, what could you possibly need right now? We are on vacation, in case you forgot"

He nods, "I know, so come on."

"Where?"

"Just get dressed, like you're going to the beach," he gets off the bed, pulling you up and off of it.

You grumble, the man walking you in the direction of the bathroom. "Is that where we're going? Because it'll still be there after noon, T." You smiled sweetly at him, hoping he'd let you go back to bed.

He shook his head, "it's a surprise," he smiled, leaning in to kiss your forehead. "Go get dressed," he nudges you into the bathroom and shuts the door."

Thiago did this often - he was always one for a surprise and typically, they were scheduled for the ass crack of dawn; the downside of dating someone who's an early riser.

It was better to give in rather than resist; you learnt that the hard way.

You did just that. It took you a hot minute to pull yourself together, slowly making your way though your morning routine before you finally got dressed for the day, 'for the beach' he said. A green bikini to match the green shorts you noticed he had on, and a yellow sundress pulled over it.

"Where are you?" You called, walking through the house.

It's quiet, your boyfriend is nowhere to be found but you can see the front door was opened. You peek outside and find him closing the trunk. "Ready?" he smiles.

You nod, walking down the few steps to the driveway. "Why are you so smiley? It's soooo early."

"It's 10:30, cariño." Thiago laughed, opening the car door for you. You nod, your hand on his jaw, "exactly - too early."

The man shakes his head at your dramatics, clearly amused. He walks over to the front door, locking up the house before getting into the car and pulling out. You look over at him, your hand reaches for his and Thiago instantly takes your hand, interlocking fingers with you.

"Where are we going? Are we almost there yet?" You asked him yet again in the 10 minutes you had been driving. Thiago bit his tongue, resisting the urge to roll his eyes.

"How many times will you ask me that?"

"Until you tell me," you smiled, making him chuckle. You had no idea where you were going. You hadn't been to Mallorca in years, at least not since you and Thiago began dating 10 years ago and so much has changed both there and in your lives.

When you met Thiago, the two of you were barely in your 20s; he was on the 1st team at Barcelona and living his dream while you were in university. You had moved with him when he transferred to Bayern Munich and then again to Liverpool. You had both grown and changed so much, you learnt more and more about life and each other.

There was no one else you wanted to spend your life with.

"I'm not going to tell you," he glances over, smiling at you.

Since he wouldn't tell you, you began your guessing game. "Are we going to the beach?"

"No."

"Are we going for a picnic?"

"No."

"Are we going toooo... get married?" You threw that one in there for fun but it seemed to catch him off guard. Thiago whipped his head in your direction so quickly, you're certain he's given himself whiplash - not to mention your first thought was dear god don't let him injure himself again, he can't sit out another game.

"What?" He asks you quickly, confusion, shock and a bit of surprise on his face. "Why would you even ask me that?"

"Not you being offended," you laughed. "I'm kidding, Thiago. Don't have a heart attack." You squeezed his hand, the man turns into a winding street which takes you down towards a place you had been mentioning since before you even arrived in Mallorca.

You smiled, sitting up a little straighter. "The marina?" You look over at him. "We're having a yacht day?"

"Just for the day," he smiles, pulling into the lot. "So you shut up about it." He teased, making you roll your eyes before you get out of the car.

Thiago takes the bags out of the trunk, leading you towards the boat. He puts the stuff on, leaning over to help you on before you settle in and he drives it into open waters. After you two had come to a stop, your boyfriend found his way below deck to put the food away for the time being and you had stripped off the sundress and laid out in the sun, letting your body relax and become sun kissed.

Laying on your tummy, your eyes closed and your face buried between your folded arms, you can feel the sunshine and the warm breeze along the exposed skin. It wasn't that much longer when you feel someone's cold hands pinch your hip, making you jump.

"Thiago!" You rolled away from him, scolding him.

The man laughs, lifting your right leg to slot between them, letting you rest your leg on his lap. "Sorry, sweetheart." He rubs the back of your thigh, "didn't mean to startle you - but to be fair, it is just us out here."

"Well obviously," you mumbled, "but I wasn't expecting you to appear out of thin air." You flung your foot back, hitting him in the side. He smiles at your action, holding your flailing leg down by your calf and rubbing along your soft skin.

Propping yourself up on your elbows, you look over your shoulder at your boyfriend. "Can you rub some lotion on my back for me?"

Thiago nods, reaching for the bottle that was discarded on the floor. It's oily and sticky, as you had used it and set it back down with your lotion covered hands; he's certain that's what had happened. The man squeezes a dollop of the sun lotion in his hand, rubbing them together before resting his hands on your ass, or at least what was exposed.

"Babe!" You laughed, looking back at him. "I meant on my back!"

He ignores your words for a few moments, his fingers kneading over the flesh before looking at you. "You didn't specify."

"I figured it was implied."

Your boyfriend shrugs, moving his hands up your back and slowly working the lotion into your skin before moving to lay beside you. Thiago's on his back, an arm stretched out in front of you and the other propped under his head. Even with his sunglasses on, you can see his eyes are closed. You scoot a bit closer to the man, pulling the glasses down to the bridge of his nose.

"Hi, T." You peaked his lips with yours and he smiled, the arm that was stretched out pulled you down against him. "Hi, y/n."

"What's the plan?"

"Relax."

"Why?"

"No, I mean, the plan is to relax." He smiled, making you giggle at your misunderstanding. "Oh, okay."

It's at least an hour that's passed before you two attempt to move from your spot. Thiago sits up, pushing his sunglasses onto his head before turning to look at you.

"How about a swim?" He asks and he barely finishes his sentence before you up, flinging your legs to get the slippers off and you're heading towards the stairs. "What's the rush?" He asks, dropping his sunglasses on the chair, slipping off his own shoes.

"The last one into the water has to pick up the laundry when we get back!" You shouted to him, sprinting down the stairs to the platform.

You'd think for someone who gets paid to run up and down a 100 foot long football pitch, he'd be faster but instead he leans over the railing, shouting as you jumped into the freezing water. "That's not fair!"

You shouted back. "You're a sore loser!"

A few moments later, your boyfriend finds his way down to the platform before diving into the water.

You clap for him, "10 out of 10, darling!" Thiago laughs, bowing half way as you swam over to him.

He smiles, his arms reaching for you to pull you against him, your own arms over his shoulders. The two of you stay like that for a bit, floating around.

The ice cold water was a welcomed change from the Spanish sun you had been lazing in all day; not to mention a shock to all of your bodily systems.

Eventually, you leave him in the water and get back onto the platform, sitting at the edge with your legs hanging into the cold water. Thiago was doing a lap around the boat and only realized you had gotten out when he returned to the back. The man swims over, slotting himself between your legs, his arms on your thighs.

You watch as your boyfriend passes his hand over his wet hair, slicking it down. You undo it; passing your hand through his hair, watching as the little curls reform themselves after the motion. You twirl a few strands of his short hair between your fingers, smiling to yourself - you love his hair, especially when he grows it out enough for you to see the curls.

Thiago's cheek pressed to your thigh, basking in the sunshine and your affection until he calls it quits - his arms on either side of you as he pulls himself up and out of the water, and.. well onto top of you.

"Seriously?" You asked, laying flat against the wet platform.

He rolls off of you, laying beside you. "Seriously." He scrunches his nose at you, making you laugh yet again. You flip over, onto your stomach as your arm drapes over his middle. Thiago can feel your fingers across the large tattoo on his side. Slowly, your fingers trace out the letters and the words, going line by line - not missing a single one.

"How about lunch?" He asks, getting up and pulling you up with him. You nod, "considering that you pulled me out of my bed and didn't let me eat anything, yeah, lunch would be great."

Thiago laughs, dramatic as always he thinks. His hand rests on your lower back as you two head up the stairs and back onto the deck.

"Need help?" You asked, about to follow him to the kitchen and he shook his head, turning you back in the direction of the table.

"Go sit, I'll be out in a minute."

"What are you hiding?" Your brows furrowed but he shook his head, "I'm innocent of whatever crimes you're thinking of."

You take a seat at the table, Thiago does return but a minute later with a basket in hand. You help him unpack the basket - he lets you do that much - before you two settle down and have lunch.

It was well after 4 in the afternoon, rolling towards 5 when you wrapped up lunch. You two had been lazing around for a bit, enjoying each other's company and the day before Thiago got up to clean up the mess you made.

"Gonna jump back in before we head in, wanna join me?" He walks over to you, his body blocking the sun from you. You shook your head, "I'm gonna stay up here," you smiled, reaching out to hold his hand.

Thiago leans down, giving you a kiss before standing up again. "Be careful," you tell him, the man drops his sunglasses next to you.

"I will," he smiles, giving you one more kiss before walking away.

You can hear when he jumps into the water. It had been pretty quiet today, a few other boats had passed by but other than that, it was just the two of you all day. Now you aren't sure how long Thiago was in the water, your eyes had shut and you dozed off for a bit.

When you wake up, or rather, when you were startled awake, he was leaning over you, dripping freezing cold water all over you.

"Thiago!" You squealed, trying to wiggle away from your boyfriend. The man's got his arms on either side of you, trapping you under him.

"Give me a kiss and I'll move," he tells you, leaning down for a kiss.

You groan, hands pressed to his chest to push him away. "Thiago! Move!" You giggled but you knew he wouldn't let up.

He didn't; his lips puckered as he waited for you to give him a kiss.

Reaching up, your hand rests on his cheek, giving him a kiss before he drops himself down on top of you. "Babe, c'mon." You huffed, your arms wrapping around him.

He smiles, nuzzling against you. "Stop complaining, we all know you love it."

You roll your eyes; he was right, you did love it. He holds you for a bit, the two of you enjoying each other's company once again until the sun, once bright in the sky, starts to slip away under the horizon.

"Time to head in hm?" You tell him, the two of you sitting up.

Thiago nods, getting up to finally dry off - a useless action seeing that he's dripped all of the water onto you. You follow suit, wiping off the excess water before putting your dress back on. Thiago dug out a beige sweater you had bought him for Christmas years ago, pulling it on.

"I can't believe you still have that." You say, walking towards him. He glances down, shrugging. "I thought we lost it during the move but I found it in a box downstairs.

You reach for his hand, interlocking your fingers with his. "Thank you," you tell him, letting him pull you to him. His hands resting on your lower back as your own arms go over his shoulders.

"What for?" His cheek pressed to yours, the two of you swaying side to side.

"Today.. for everything." You whispered, leaning back in his arms. "I love you, Thiago."

He smiles, "I love you, y/n."

Your boyfriend spins you around, hugging you from behind as you two watch the sunset for a bit. He had already driven you back in a bit, you were still a good ways from the marina but much closer than you were before. At least now you could see land.

"Champagne?" He asks, his chin on your shoulder. Your hand reaches back, pressed to his cheek. "What are we celebrating?"

"Us," he smiles, turning to kiss your cheek before walking away to get the champagne and the glasses.

You hadn't noticed when he returned, your phone was in your hand as you took a photo of the sunset. Thiago sets the glasses and the bottle down on the table quietly before calling for you. "Babe ?"

When you turned around, you expected to find Thiago with glasses, not on his knee with a ring box.

"What are you doing?" You ask, eyes widen, brows furrowed as you look at him.

Thiago smiles, "y/n, you are.. the love of my life. The last ten years of my life have been the very best; there's not a single person in the world that I would rather spend the rest of my life with, because you are everything I could have ever imagined. The perfect woman in every sense of the word; you understand me, you take care of me and I could never repay you for that."

You can't help the giggle that leaves your lips; he's so cheesy.

"Strong and beautiful and smart, and god, you.. I don't think there are words to explain how much I love you. I'm rambling now, I'm nervous - sorry."

"Why are you nervous? It's just me." You laughed and Thiago smiled.

He glances at the ring and back at you. "Y/n, I love you so much, you are the woman I have always dreamt about; the first person I think of in the morning and the last person on my mind before I go to bed. When I'm away from home, all I can think of is coming home to you. You're my home, y/n. You're my dream woman, the person I.."

"You're rambling," you purse your lips, making him laugh.

"Y/n.. will you make me the happiest man on the planet and marry me?"

"Yes," you smiled, "I'll marry you, T."

He stands, slipping the ring onto your finger; a perfect fit. Your hands rest on his jaw, pulling him in for a kiss. "I love you." You whisper against his lips.

"I love you," he smiles, giving you another kiss. "Shall we open the champagne?"

You nod, watching as he reaches for the bottle. Thiago shakes it before popping the cork, the gold coloured liquid spraying all over the two of you and the deck, making you laugh. Your fiancé filled two glasses, handing one over to you.

"Cheers," you tapped your glass to his. "To us," he nods, mirroring your action.

Thiago hugs you from behind, the two of you facing the setting sun once again. "Was this what today was all about?" You asked, holding out your hand to admire your ring; gold band, emerald cut diamond with two smaller stones at the base of it.

"I wanted it to be perfect." He smiles, resting his chin on your shoulder yet again. "It was," you smile when Thiago reaches for your hand, bringing it up to his lips to give it a kiss.

You can't help but lean back against him; happiness and content washing over you.

You were certain you had done something right in your past life, otherwise you wouldn't have become so lucky.

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[mokwkhaltk]

Omg pls write for robertson ily

anything for you my darling. I love you toooooo

First Sight 🥨

Hiiiii how is YOU doing hope you're actually doing well. So hii il happy you're here so I took this video as inspiration may I say??

I don’t know just deal with me

So the “she” is a member of the crew enjoy your reading

As she was fixing his helmet and the camera and helping him out with it He felt like he couldn’t breathe. He’s been touched before by many people-girls- in shootings fixing his clothes fixing his face but her touch was different she made him feel like he was drowning, the more he looked into the depth of her brown eyes as it pulled him deeper and deeper, and from some reason, he was okay with it he didn’t want to come up for air, it felt right. 

“ Can you speak into the mic so we’ll know if it's working?” she said with the prettiest smile on her face, a smile that felt like a sudden beam of sunlight illuminating the darkest corners of the room he was starstruck 

“ Can you hear me ?” confusion on her face

“What” ? he said

“Perfect” she giggled 

Trent gave him a confused look “You alright mate”- “Yeah..yeah I'm fine”

And action 

They started filming the video 

In the corner of the room, she was sat now, lost in her own thoughts, thinking of how close to him she had been earlier it was hard for her trying not to freak out while she could feel his eyes on her scanning her, how could someone look so effortlessly beautiful with chocolate brown eyes and blond hair, his bread looks cute she thought a loud laugh brought her back to reality well reality isn’t bad after all she was in the same room as him with him laughing louder than she ever heard him his laughter could be heard throughout the building but she could complain no one could he looked happy and that made her happy.

He was so funny and his laugh was contagious, she tried to suppress her giggling, but she couldn’t and ended up bursting into loud laughter that he noticed and turned his head her way their eyes locked they gazed into each other's eyes for a quick sec that felt like an eternity for them he then gave her a soft and gentle smile full of kindness and empathy, maybe after all she had a chance with him. It actually made his heart leap when he’ve seen her laugh 

They went on with the video and kept on with the challenge, he will From time to time spear her a glance his incredible laughter now melody to her ears it was pure vibes it felt nice seeing this fun side of him he seemed free and comfortable 

Now that they have finished it was time to take his helmet off, 

“Alright, now I’ll take this thing off your head”

“Im Andy,” he said while extending his hand.

Chuckling she took his hand and shook it

‘I know’ it's all that she said with a smirk on her face living him hanging in the air in anticipation.

She then proceeded to take his helmet off, he felt hs-is cheeks flush red as her soft little fingers brushed over his face.

Her face was solemn and focused on what she was doing, she didn’t seem to notice when he was studying her rosy lips and how she was biting on them as a sign of concentration, her curled brown hair and the way her eyelashes catch the light she was too close and he was breathing in her scent the smell of her encasing him in a feeling of comfort and tenderness.

Then she does notice, he was looking at her and she was looking back at him and it felt strange, for both of them and he was smiling as he did before as though they were sharing a secret, she was the first to look away as she felt her face grew hot.

She picked her material up and was making her way out of the room. 

Trent nudged his arm “Aren’t you gonna do something about it?”

Do what, what are you even talking about?”

Oh cmon ask her out or something everyone saw the way you looked at each other” 

-what if she says no 

-just GO 

He followed behind her and grabbed her hand but in a gentle way

She felt his warm fingers closing just above her wrist  sending electricity all over her body pulling her back gently 

“I'm sorry about that,” he said quickly as he took his hand back.

She nodded with a smile“It's alright”.

They stood there in silence  and looked into each other's eyes there are so many things unsaid between them until finally, he decided to speak “Would you like to go out sometime for coffee or if you don’t like it we can get teal or a hot chocolate maybe or we-” 

“Okay,” she said chuckling lightly “ we can swap numbers if you’d like to”

He was too shocked to hear her say that he pulled his phone faster than he could ever do and let her type her number in it.

“ gotta go now I guess I’ll see you later ?” she asked 

“Definitely” he responded with a grin on his face 

She waved him and Trent goodbye laughing softly to herself as she left the room.

Trent puts his arms around Robbo’s shoulder “I guess love, at first sight, is a real thing huh?”

hiiii loves thank you for giving me of your precious time and reading this I love each one of you don't forget to press the little heart as an "I was here sign" I actually love you so much and I'm sending you virtual hugs cyaa

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[taasgirl]

girlfriend, or girl that's a friend? - trent alexander arnold

summary: y/n is klopps duaghter and is in a cheeky relationship with mr arnold

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user76302 my question is - how does klopp feel about this???

put in reqs! i'm working on 'say something pt4' so stay tunned. lmk if you liked this!

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[formulalfc]

trent who can’t go a minute without slapping your ass

literally, whenever your ass is in front of him he can't help but slap it, biting it lips as it jiggles at him. you roll your eyes and act annoyed but secretly love it, a feeling of giddiness running through you every time. will fully give a cheeky squeeze when he's walking past you as well and press a kiss to your cheek. he accidentally does it in front of your mum and dad once and your dad has a very serious conversation with him afterwards.

inbox is open send me some ramble requests <3

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[mountsgirl]

Captain-Dominik Szoboszlai

Pairings: Dominik Szoboszlai x fem!reader

Warnings: +18 content(smut), explicit language

Summary: Attending the game in which your boyfriend captains his national team takes an interesting turn

Note: I just couldn’t get this idea of him out of my head🫣

Even if this was just a friendly game against Türkiye, Dominik still wanted his girlfriend to attend. He wanted to make her proud. They have been dating for a couple of months, the relationship still fresh, but the chemistry was something none of them had ever experienced. That’s how Y/n found herself at Puskás Arena on a Friday night with Dominik’s jersey on.

It was moments before the Hungarian players needed to be on the pitch to warm up for the game, as you were seated with the other wives and girlfriends attending the game. They were discussing about clothes, jewellery and how excited they were for the game to start before you receive a text from your boyfriend.

Dominik: come in the locker room, I need you!

You wonder if everything is okay with him as you excused yourself from the group and went on to look around the stadium for Dominik. Reaching the locker room, you push the big doors, surprised to find him all alone. His kit was on, together with the captain’s armband, which made him even hotter.

“Shouldn’t you be warming up?”you approach him, settling yourself between his legs while his arms embrace your hips.

“I should” he smirks, checking you out. The skirt you’re wearing come right before your knees and the black leather boots embracing your legs, made you look like a goddess. Looking up to see his jersey hugging your body so perfectly, his smile widened even more “but I had to see you before”.

“You’re so handsome” you mutter, while arranging a string of hair which fell on his forehead.

“My captain” those words awake something in him and he hooks his big hands around your thighs drawing you closer to him, until you’re sitting onto his lap. His and your lips are now mere inches apart, Dominik finally closing that distance, with a passionate kiss, moaning softly. Both of you get even more excited, one kiss turning into a heated make out session. Dominik’s hands traveled all over your silky smooth skin, from your waist, down to your thighs caressing it gently but firmly.

“Strip” he tells you without any hesitation. All flustered and turned on by his actions you look deeply at him with doe eyes “What?”.

“You heard me, strip!”

“Dominik, the game is about to start and someone could come…” he interrupts you with a sloppy kiss, gently pulling on your lower lip to which you can only let out a moan of pleasure.

“Is not like that stopped you before”

“But” you try to argue with his but also very tempting idea but he doesn’t buy any of it.

“Be a good girl and listen to your captain, otherwise I’ll have to bend you over that table and make sure you behave baby” his words hit you like a bus. Dominik seems very calm about the whole situation meanwhile you’re barely holding on.

The shirt and skirt you’re wearing are long forgotten on the floor, while Dominik tries to unclasp the bright red, lacy bra “You’re going to kill me with his baba” he starts planting kisses on your neck, going lower and lower, to the valley of your breasts, not forgetting to nibble and mark every inch of skin on your chest. “Dominik, Domi please” you whimpers in his ear, getting even louder than before.

“What do you want?” He asks straight away, his lips barely leaving your body.

“I want you baby, please”

“And where do you want me?” He asks with a cheeky grin on his face.

“I want you inside me”

Hearing your words, Dominik lifts you up just like a feather and places you on the table in the centre of the locker room.

“All you had to do was ask szívem(my heart)”

Dominik rips up the lacy red panties you had on which were matching the bra.

“Dominik, I liked those!”

“Don’t worry baby I’m going to buy you more” he says thrusting into you.

“Domi!”you leave out a sigh of pleasure which sounded more like a scream, as your walls were drawing him in more and more, squeezing his already hard cock.

“Arch your back for me pretty girl” you do as you’re asked, feeling him go deeper and rougher.

“Can you feel me here baby?” Dominik asks, tracing your lower stomach, feeling the tip of his cock pushing harder into you. You were getting lost in the pleasure that your beloved boyfriend was giving to you while he was just as fascinated by your body and the sounds youmade as you were by him.

“Yes baby, yes!” You let out broken sobs as Dominik was brushing wet kisses over your body. He grabs your chin and he smashes his lips with yours whilst thrusting roughly into your aching core. Dominik was nibbling on your skin while your walls were clenching around him drawing you closer and closer to your climax.

“Dominik I’m close baby please”

“I know baby, I got you, I’m close too”

With every move inside you, he was bringing you closer and closer to your orgasm untill you both reach your high, your uneven breaths echoing trough the empty room.

“Fuck that was good” you smile, kissing him.

“Never disobey your captain’s order” he smirks, kissing you again. Dominik helps you get off the table and as you both get dressed you pick what’s left of your underwear off the ground

“How am I supposed to go without these now?”

“Just as you came here, plus it’s easy access for my reward after I score tonight” he winks and you roll over your eyes.

He laughs as he takes the pair of tore up panties from your hands and puts it in his locker.

Hope you enjoyed it!🫶🏻

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[trentslocss]

Superdad - TAA

Pairing: Trent Alexander Arnold x reader

Warnings: none!

Summary: You and Trent have a daughter and even though being a mother gets super hard sometimes, superdad is there to save you! ❤️

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Your 3 year old daughter, Tammy, was a (im)perfect mix of you and your husband Trent. She had mostly his looks and her character was literally half yours and half his. But, this could unfortunately cause problems, especially for you.

You see, Tammy is of course a daddy’s girl. Trent can’t help but spoil her in every way possible (just like he has been doing with you since you have met 5 years ago). Since both of you have quite distinctive characters, she definitely knows how to throw a tantrum. Just like she has done right now.

You were supposed to go to work, but Tammy just wouldn’t stop crying. She was used to Trent taking her to kindergarten every morning, but today he had to get to the Axa training center earlier than usual, so you were supposed to get her dressed and take her on your way to work. But Tammy wasn’t pleased with the way you did her hair, the way you dressed her, the pancakes you have made for her and basically with the fact that you were taking her instead of Trent himself.

“I’m not going anywhere! You can’t force me to do anything!” She screamed at you as she started taking off her shoes one by one, clumsily (taken after you). “Baby I know you wanted daddy to take you but he had to leave earlier. I’m sorry but I can’t change that and I can’t just leave you here”. You tried to reason her, but she just wouldn’t listen. “I’m not going anywhere until daddy comes home!” She screamed, crying as she stormed to her room.

You were utterly exhausted and didn’t know what to do anymore. You had to be at work 15 minutes ago. You knew she wouldn’t stop making a problem out of this but you couldn’t miss a day of work and you couldn’t let her get everything her way every time she wanted to. You tried calling Trent’s mother and his younger brother but they were all too busy to come and help you. You considered calling Trent but didn’t want to bother him. He had a tendency to think if you called him during practice it was a literal emergency and someone was dying, so he’d rush home straight away without even having to pick up the phone (idiot).

After trying to get her to go another 2 times, trying 5 separate outfits and making another batch of pancakes, you had given up. You were taking off your work clothes and, out of frustration, crying. (With a tub of ice cream, of course:) )

With the sounds of you crying on one side of the house and your daughter on the other, Trent entered the house. You didn’t even realise. Why would you, it was 10 in the morning and he wasn’t supposed to be home before 1 pm, at least.

“Yellow submarine, yellow submarine- Hey honey, why are you home?” Trent entered the house singalonging, confused to see you at home, on the couch with a tub of ice cream in your hand at 10 in the morning. “And why are you crying baby, is everything okay?” “No” You sobbed into your chin, not even knowing what to tell him.

“Is that Tammy crying over there? Why is she still at home?” He asked but you wouldn’t stop crying. He hugged you and kissed your forehead, standing up. “I’m gonna go there and see what’s going on. Please, relax a bit. Okay?” You nodded as you continued sobbing. watching him leave to the child’s bedroom.

*Knock knock* “Tammy baby is everything okay?” He entered the room, seeing your daughter in distress, half clothed in a pink dress and half i na purple jumpsuit. “Baby what’s the matter. Did you get in a fight with your mom?”

Tammy didn’t say anything, just looked at the ground and at some point stopped crying. “Baby you know you can’t fight with your mom. Your mom is always right, she knows what’s best. What happened?” He sat down in front of her, trying to get a look into her eyes. “It wasn’t that daddy I-“

“I was just angry because I wanted you to take me to kindergarten” Trent’s face shifted from a serious and worried one into a smile. “Oh is that so?” “Yes! She didn’t do my hair right, her clothes combinations were so bad and even the pancakes were bad! You do it way better.”

Trent chuckled. He didn’t do any of these things better than you. The hair, maybe, but other than that he was terrible at all those things. He just learned how to do them so you wouldn’t have to get up too early in the morning and somewhere in that process she chose to love it more than she loved yours.

“Okay baby listen. Now, mommy is very upset. So here’s what we’ll do. You get this clothing mess in order and brush your teeth while I go talk to her. Then I’ll do your hair and clothes and all three of us will go out for breakfast. Does that sound okay?”

“Will there be pancakes?” She said in a half sad tone, which made Trent say through a chuckle “Yes, yes. There will be pancakes. Now go get ready you squirrel.” This nickname always made Tammy chuckle and she did, in fact get up and got ready.

“Babe, is everything okay?” You heard Trent say while wiping your last tears away. “I’m a terrible mother Trent. I sometimes think she doesn’t even love me” You started crying again. “Oh no baby that’s not true! Come here, let me tell you something” He said as he took your head and put it on his chest. You continued sobbing there as he started talking.

“When Tammy first got here I was so scared. The first night at the hospital was the scariest night of my life. Thinking about all the responsibilities and how I’d have to actually raise a human being was so scary. But somewhere along the way I realised - she is just a little friend of mine I have to take a lot of care of. Like a drunk Nuñez kind of friend.” You chuckled. How could he be like this in such a serious situation and still always make you laugh.

“Anyway, the point being, she still doesn’t know or understand a lot of things. You think i know how to make pancakes girl? They suck. But she just loves them because she loves spending time with me. You see her more than me and those silly pancakes and that silly hair and dressing process matter to her because that’s how we spend our quality time together. It doesn’t mean she loves me more or that she doesn’t love you. It just means we will both have different rituals with her the other won’t be able to fulfil. And that’s totally okay.”

You nodded through little sobs which were already dying down. You looked him in the eyes and realised how much you loved him. He smiled and caressed your thigh with his hand, giving you a little wink and a kiss on the cheek. “Come on, go get ready. I’m taking you girls out on breakfast for some real pancakes not that shit I feed you every morning with.” You chuckled again as he gave you a peck, lifting you up off of the couch and encouraging you to leave to get ready to go out.

Trent did her hair just how she liked it, matched her outfit to his (and then made you match with them too). When you all got ready you went for a great walk downtown with the best pancakes ever. Even though he wasn’t always there and sometimes made it hard in you, he really was a super dad.

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[trentlife]

JET SKI'S AND PAPS

summary: end of season vacation, one day you both go on a jet ski, & can't keep your hands off each other until the half expected appears behind you both

warnings: fluff, adult language

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the sun gazing down on your half covered skin, whilst you laid down in your cream beige bikini on the soft white hammock, in the middle of the bora bora island, living your best life.

yours and trent's relationship was rather private, you didn't like the idea of the whole situation of having to deal with the publicity and also the amount of social media following.

you where happy, probably the happiest you'd felt in months, meeting trent nearly 2 years ago changed you for the better. it was like he was your soulmate and god made you both coincidentally meet at your best friends boyfriends party. he was everything you wanted in a man, how kind and generous he was to you and your own family all the time.

the time was now 4pm and you heard the sound of a camera click which caught your attention. you opened your eyes to see a rather tall, handsome man hovering over you with his polaroid in his hand. the camera went literally everywhere with him on this holiday, him and his best friend jude have a strange obsession.

"what are you doing?" you asked, with the sun blinding your eyes.

"have you seen how fire you look? that bikini compliments you so well, and even the tits and ass." he mumbled so you wouldn't hear him.

"sorry what was that at the end?" you heard what he said, but hearing him say it turned you on.

"you heard me" he giggled kneeling down to come and join you on hammock.

his soft, smooth hands wrapped around your waist as his half naked body laid beside you with his head tucking into your neck.

"im so in love with it here, i feel like i may even like it more than the maldives" you looked over the crystal blue ocean and shared your thoughts.

"wow i thought you where going to say your so in love with me" trent rolled his eyes being sarcastic.

"trent, i literally tell you every single day, might actually even be hour, how much i love you." you curled your arm around his neck while his head laid on your chest. he looked up to you and you cupped his cheeks and gave him 3 pecks.

he laughed and placed his hand on your boob and closed his eyes and he slowly drifted off into a nap, and not long after, you did the same.

30 minutes later, you where woken up by the feeling of trent fiddling with your hair, while he admired you while you slept peacefully.

you opened your eyes, and the first thing you saw was your boyfriend giving you a beaming smile with them perfect teeth of his, which made you pull him to you and give him the tightest hug.

"can we go on the jet ski?" you seen people in the distance, and you couldn't resist not going on one.

"yeh we may as well," you both agreed and trent pulled you up and gave you bum a little smack whilst you walked in the villa to just grab more sun cream.

you both began walking to the main beach of the hotel, where all the jet ski's where lined up. trent took your hand in his and helped you onto it.

you wrapped your arms around his bare chest and held onto him.

"i beg you please don't go fast until i get used to it love" you informed him politely and he nodded his head.

the ride began and the cool breeze blew your hair in the wind, as you kept tight hold onto your boyfriend.

you then approached a shallow part in the water and trent hopped off the jet ski and pulled something out of his pocket. his polaroid.

"t-trent why do you love this thing more than me?" you joked to him and his laughed.

"your just looking to good today okay? now pose hotty" he hyped you up and you leant over on the jet ski posing.

"now they are fit" he said looking at them through the camera, and you sarcastically rolled your eyes.

you wobbled yourself to the front of the jet ski and now you where the driver, you just wanted to annoy him basically.

"let me get one of the both of us, get on behind me" you fidgeted with the small camera trying to get it on the setting.

as he sat behind you he put his arms over your shoulders and placed his hands on your chest as you both posed for the camera.

"smiling one" 📸

"silly one" 📸

"tongues out" 📸

"kissing one! 📸

you turned your head around and locked your lips together and took the pic. trent got a little to carried away and started winding you up by licking your lips, and you accidentally took a picture.

"that's my favourite one!" he informed you.

"your so annoying" you shoved him jokingly.

random sounds of flickering in the distance caught your attention, you had no idea what it was until your head turned around, and the hotel beach was bombarded with, paparazzi.

"fuck" where the only words to leave your mouth.

your boyfriend followed your head in the same direction, and came to realise what you where on about.

"for fuck sake, cant they just fucking leave me alone" he said in an angrily manor.

"y/n i know your not going to want this but we are going to have to head in that direction, other wise they'll be here until all hours and we may as well just get back."

his words would of bothered you 5 months ago, but now you just came to the conclusion that most places you would go together they would be the third person.

"trent" you tapped him, but he didn't acknowledge you.

"trent" you finally got his attention and his just lifted his eyebrows.

"honestly, at this point, i don't give a shit, let the world know your mine and mine only."

he looked at you in utter shock.

"yeh?" he questioned.

"fuck yes" you raised your arms in the air, and threw them over your boyfriends shoulders, you placed your lips onto his lips and just stayed there until you both let go.

"my girl and my girl only" you both giggled, and headed back to your villa, and boy he proved that to you.

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themirror liverpool and england superstar trent alexander arnold seen in bora bora spending time with gorgeous girlfriend y/n.

the couple have supposedly been dating for nearly 2 years, but keep their relationship away from social media and behind cameras.

the pair were spotted roaming around together on jet skis taking pictures of one another with each other and sharing plenty of kisses on top of that, definition of summer love!

is this finally the perfect girl for trent?

we will have to wait and see... 👩🏽‍❤️‍👨🏽

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user1 i wish they where public there so cute

user2 y/n is glowing!!!!!!!

user3 i wish i was her

user4 jealous

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alexoxladechamerlain my boyyyy

philfoden roaming around on jet skis together

the end.

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[biggameplayertrentaa]

Often-taa blurb

Word count: 950

Warning: 18+ no plot, really, just smut

Summary: ex-lovers reunite after one too many glasses of wine 

Authors note: was not sober when I wrote this:/

The room was unnaturally cold; that was the first thing you noticed upon entering it but now, completely exposed, the bitterness of the temperature was emphasized and especially unforgiving. Trent stood at the edge of the bed; dick erect, extending past his tummy, curved right where the base of his shaft met his light brown tip; the slit was glistening. You clench your thighs to ease the throbbing between them. It had been steadily intensifying through the night. A night that—-may you innocently add—-was to be an innocent catchup between two ex-flings. It was a surface-level, 2 month little whatever that naturally ran its course, ultimately leaving the two of you friends. And friends is what the two of you are…were until you were 2 glasses of merlot deep, suddenly reminiscing about that little getaway to Greece the two of you randomly decided to go on after a particularly good night of fucking.

The trip not only consisted of white sands and crystal clear Mediterranean waters but 7 days of nasty, raw sex. The two of you found yourselves tangled between the sheets at least two times a day. And if the sheets weren’t available, you did it on any surface Trent could press you up against.

By the fourth glass of merlot, Trent was detailing what all he wanted to do to you. And by the fifth (because you didn’t want to give in too easily), he had you fully nude, knees bent, thighs wide-open, and most importantly pussy wet and on full display. This wasn’t an unusual scene; it was natural, expected.  You and Trent may not have seen eye to eye on certain things, but sex was where the two of you shared more than just a common ground.

“What do you they say?” You begin to tease, poking the tip of your tongue out to coyly lick the corner of her plump lips. “Take a picture it will last longer.” Trent puts a knee on the bed, bending over until he is looming over you. His eyes were doe-d, but they were completely blown.

“I just might,” he places a kiss on your cheek and you can’t help the toothy grin that suddenly plasters across your face, “you do always seem to get away from me.” He doesn’t allow you to process his words before he captures your lips with his. His tongue immediately makes its way into your mouth, the tip of it graces yours and you can’t help but mimic his actions. You wrap your legs around him but before you can press your aching core against him to ease some of its tension, he pulls away. 

You groan. 

Trent chuckles, one of his fingers reaching out to lightly tap your nose. 

“Patience, baby. We have all night.” He moves down your body, hands wrapping around your calves. He presses your legs back, eyes finally leveling with your pussy. He places a kiss on it, before touching the tip of his tongue to your clit. Moving it in a tight figure-eight, Trent moans against you, the vibration causing you to let out a strangled moan of your own. As he presses himself into the mattress, in desperate search of some sort of relief, you bring your hips up to grind against his face. Trent looks up at this in amusement. Annoyed that your eyes were clenched in pleasure, his palm met the side of your thigh.

 “I want you to watch me taste you.” 

Oh. 

Of course, you immediately oblige. 

Trent could barely breathe. He could barely breathe yet he was still pressing his face into your pussy, meeting your hips as you selfishly seek your orgasm.  He knew he wouldn’t last long inside you. Fuck, he was close to cumming just from giving you head alone. That’s how much he loves doing it. Having you at his mercy in this manner was the only time he had full control over you. Both of you knew that. Trent only allowed himself to care a little bit. Shit at least he can have you sometimes. That was not something many others could say. He wore that badge with silent pride. You were close. Your thighs were shaking, your breath shallow, and your grind had grown lazy. 

For some reason, Trent had the sudden urge to kiss you.

You whined when he emerged from your thighs, but his mouth was on yours before you could protest further. He immediately brings his thumb to your clit, drawing pressured circles against it. 

“You’re so beautiful.” He says against your lips, digits still working their magic against you. 

“You know that right?” He coos, kissing each corner of your mouth. “So beautiful, especially right now when you’re about to cum for me.” 

You can only nod, eyes fluttering shut. 

“No, baby look at me. Look at me or I’ll stop.” 

He threatens and you challenge him, opting to roll yourself against his thumb instead. The sudden absence of Trent’s touch causes you to shoot your eyes open in slight surprise and frustration. You weren’t sure if you were ready to beg for him or curse him the fuck out. You aren’t giving much time to think about it before Trent returns to his previous actions, immediately rewarding you for your compliance.  Completely wrecked and desperate to cum against him, you can’t help but let out a thankful moan. With a final coo of admiration for you, Trent sends you over the edge. He helps you ride out your orgasm, pressing soft kisses to your skin as you do.  When you finally came down, you were met with a smiley Trent,

 “We should really start doing that more often.”

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[bl00dst41ned]

*.·:·.✦ timeless redamancy ✦.·:·.*

pairing: kóstas tsimíkas x female reader

summary: in which you and kóstas' relationship evolve through each yearly interview

author's note: greek scouser been looking a little too yummy lately. had this idea from a kóstas fic by @curiousthyme but also trent’s interview for channel 4 sport and the pregnant presenter

word count: 1072

2021

“Hello everyone, welcome to a new interview. Today, we are joined by Liverpool’s Kóstas Tsimíkas as he recently celebrated his first year at the English club. Hello Kóstas”

He responded with a quick “hello” as you continued the interview’s introduction. Out of the corner of your eye, you could feel his eyes set on the side of your face. His strong gaze unsettled you as you tried your best to keep your composure in front of the lens.

“So, back in 2020, you joined LFC. How do you feel about this first year at this new club?”

“Well, it has been a great start. I’m enjoying myself with the team. We work hard everyday and try to improve ourselves each day so…it’s good”

With each question, Kóstas didn’t look away from your eyes. Throughout all the years, he would always lose himself in your iris, drowning in your pupils. Every part of you fascinated him and he showed it, regularly gazing.

“Moving on, I’ll go back to your first year in Liverpool and I’ll get a bit more personal. How did you get used to the city and overall new life?”

“Well…it was hard at first but now it’s okay” You watched as he thought of what to say. “My family is a bit far but I still have people here. My teammates, my girlfriend so I’m good”

It was hard to keep a straight face as he mentioned you. He never talked about your relationship but he thought it was a good opportunity to destabilise you.

“Oh, your girlfriend ? Nice”

You both shared a smile before going back to the interview.

2022

“Hello everyone, welcome to a new interview” You smiled at the camera, sitted on the comfortable chair, legs crossed “Today, we are joined by Liverpool’s Kóstas Tsimíkas. Hi Kóstas, how are you?”

“I’m good, thank you, how are you ?”

“I’m great, thanks for asking. So first, I’d like to know how life has been recently ?”

No matter how much professionalism you gained within the year, interviewing your boyfriend was still the hardest challenge you had to face. You still felt the butterflies in your stomach just from him looking at you in your eyes. Kóstas knew about it and loved teasing you in public, trying to make you break character at each interview. Just like he did now.

“I had to face hard moments, but life has been good. I’m still enjoying myself at the club and yeah…I love it here”

As you asked your questions, your right hand played with your ring finger where sat a shiny diamond ring. You twisted it from time to time, stopping once you noticed your producer’s widened eyes, wordlessly warning you about your unnecessary movements.

“How do you try to improve your performances each game ?”

“By training, keeping a good diet and a healthy lifestyle in general. At the club, we always try to do better than the game before so the team’s mentality influences my determination”

You opened your mouth to ask your next question only to be interrupted by your partner.

“I see you got a ring, you’re married ?” Kóstas asked, a smirk on his face.

You blushed, struggling to find the words to answer.

“Yes I just got engaged. I didn’t know you were so observant”

“Yeah, I proposed to my girlfriend recently so my mind is set in that mood”

You quickly moved on since you knew any more words on it would distract you from your job.

You silently mouthed as he answered the question you just asked: “You’re the worst”.

2023

“Hello everyone, welcome to a new interview” You smiled at the camera, a hand on your hard 7 month-old pregnant belly, body slightly inclined on the armrest for comfort. “Today, we are joined by Liverpool’s Kóstas Tsimíkas as he signed a new deal with the club, hi Kóstas, how are you?”

It had become a known fact to the public that you were his wife but you loved to play it off during interviews and never be straightforward.

“I’m good, I see that you're expecting, congratulations. How are you?”

“It’s a tad tiring but my husband’s always there to help if I need” You winked at him discreetly as his smile got wider.

“I’m sure, he’s a great man” He added, making you chuckle at the way he praised himself.

“So tell me, what made you want to extend your contract?”

“I just feel comfortable here at the club and in the city. I don’t think there’s another club that’ll make me feel like this right now. And with things happening in my life, I’d rather be somewhere I’m settled”

He eyed your stomach while answering, seeing it move as your baby pushed it. He tried his hardest not to be disturbed and keep his focus on your questions. 

The two of you had gone through a lot. You grew to go from a simple relationship to being married. And after all of these years, Kóstas always seemed to be amazed by you. 

Your beauty had never changed 

“So, last time we saw each other, you had gotten engaged, now you’re a married man, how does it feel ?” As you read the question, you turned to the producer behind the camera who wrote the question.

“It’s the best feeling ever” Kóstas held the biggest grin on his face as he looked into your eyes. “I have the greatest wife ever so taking this step was evident, you know. She’s my biggest supporter, always there for me so I’m glad to be able to call her my wife”

Your heart fluttered at his words. He rarely talked about you publicly but each time he did, he never forgot to praise you. And it made you blush each time. But today was different as your hormones were all over the place. And as much as you tried not to cry, tears brimmed up in your eyes.

“Oh my god, that is too cute” You waved your hand to dry the tears away.

“I know I’m the luckiest man ever”

You calmed down before going back to your questions and succeeding to finish it without another emotional excess.

“Well, we’ve come to an end with this encounter. Thank you to you guys for watching and a big thank you to you, Kóstas for your time”

“Your welcome, Mrs Tsimíkas” He winked at you, earning a laugh from you.

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[lfc21]

Slamming their car door to see how they will react.

TW: Fluff, swearing

Prompt list: Tik Tok

Summary: Virgil loved you and his precious car but what happened when you were the reason the car was about to fall to pieces, maybe.

You sat in the car patiently waiting for the perfect chance to fulfil your prank. You had been to numerous different shop and Virgil had still not noticed the phone strategically placed in a secret way; which you were glad off. You knew this would be a Tik Tok that would send you laughing in hysterics and your followers loving your relationship together. You were finally pulling into a small corner shop for a few bites to eat meaning it was your perfect chance.

"What do you want from the shop babe?" You asked with a smile as the car stopped and Virgil had finally taken his hands off the steering wheel.

"I'll have water and a salad please" He casually asked with a smile as he lazily looked at you and his phone.

"Ok babe I won't be long" You explained quickly checking your recording phone with your eyes and kissing Virgil's soft cheek. You let yourself out of the car before slamming the car door shut without a care in the world. You casually walked away with no acknowledgement of what you had just done before quickly turning back. You noticed Virgil's mouth wide open as he followed your body move around his car. You opened the door again pretending to forget what his order was.

"Babe, what did you say again?" You quickly asked before letting him have any say in the matter and his face in which stood like thunder.

"What the hell did you do?" He snapped back trying to work out what your aggressive force was about.

"When?" You asked dumbly whilst knocking your head to the side and displaying an expression of nothing else but confusion.

"Just then! You nearly took the fucking door off" Virgil explained signalling to the car door you were standing at and holding onto. You shook your head with a laugh. "Anyway I wanted a salad" he added with a cooler and collected voice rather than his protective and aggressive voice due to his precious car. You nodded in agreement before standing back and slamming the door shut again. You could have sworn the earth shook as the door made a connection with the roof. Virgil jumped in his seat at the noise before blasting the horn of the car causing you to turn around in the car park. He rolled his window down in fury.

"Y/n do you want to break my car?" He asked now hanging out of the car window so he could see you. You quickly laughed before walking over yet again waiting to see when he would explode.

"I didn't do anything" you begged with a wine wondering what it was that was getting on his nerves so much, little did he know you were more than aware.

"You have just nearly smashed my car twice in the space of two minutes" he explained as he opened the car door and stood next to it. "You shut a door like this. You know how normal people shut it" he added whilst gently closing the door with a slight push at the end. You looked up at him in complete innocence with a laugh at his protective nature.

"It was for a tik tok" you explained with a giggle as you wrapped your arms around his large torso and rested your chin along his chest. He looked down at you with a smug smirk and a shake of his head. He couldn't be mad, he quite liked your confidence to try and complete the challenge.

"I'll get you back" he explained as he led you both closer to the shop instead of sitting in a car with slamming doors. You couldn't help but laugh at his reaction, it went perfectly.

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[mebiselfandi]

Silently judges you

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[princessdemo]

tomorrow - trent alexander arnold

massive thanks to @cosmic-parker for coming up with the idea and helping me out! i luv you <333 first fic of 2023? wtf- most likely the only fic with how slow i am- hope you enjoy, lots of love, demoooo 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

Where are you, baby? Trent types as he soundlessly, but with a slight scamper, strides down the corridor.

He knows he shouldn’t be doing it. And if his best man-the title which caused an abundance of disagreements amidst Andy Robertson, Tyler and Marcel Alexander-Arnold found out he was doing this- it would conclude with an mixture of profanity words. But he’s decided to listen to his heart this time, rather than his head. Taught by his mother- whom was the significant woman in his life, other than you, who is the one tightening his tie tomorrow, fixing his collars as he cries his nervousness for the special day.

Tomorrow was the wedding day of you both. The day you finally would express your love towards each other, not that you don’t every day, though this time in the form of a selection of Vows, drafted by you both. Tomorrow isn’t a day like any other. It’s the moment where your world stops, and for a second, you don’t forget how lucky you are. Trent’s mind had been like a rollercoaster, his emotions mixed all over the place. Even months before the wedding, the boy had been pacing around your house, making sure everything was organised. The final weeks before the day, he’d find himself making silly mistakes during training, or questioning his teammates about how their day to remember proceeded. The man was so in love with you, and that’s why he wants to make sure you know- for the last time as his fiancé.

Your phone buzzes on top of the bathroom counter next to the sink. Just as you’d finished brushing your teeth and wiping your mouth clean with a towel, the screen brightens and a notification pops up.

A giggle leaves your lips as you read the message, heart pounding at the words displayed. A text from Trent voicing ‘where are you?’ makes you shake your head. A deep breath leaving exhaling your nose.

‘In my room, just finished cleaning my teeth. You, okay?’ You type, before placing your phone into your hoodie pocket- selected from a certain scouser’s wardrobe. Claiming if you wasn’t going to be in each other’s presence for at least 24 hours- you’d need something of each other’s.

Not a minute later, your phone is vibrating, causing you to hastily have the gadget back in your hand, eyes glazing over the text.

‘I’m good- just couldn’t sleep. What are you doing now?’

You skim over the dialogue, eyes fixated onto the screen as your hand reaches to turn of the bathroom light. Stepping out of the room, you head towards your bed for the night, placing yourself on top of the sheets to type your response.

‘About to sleep T. My eyes are half dozing as I send this message.’ You note, before switching of your device and placing it aloft the bedside table, slipping into the warmth of the bed sheet. In the twinkling of an eye, the screen pops back on with a flash- lighting up the room. Beside you, laid Rachel Robertson, scrolling through her social media or likely questioning her parents how her children had been. Undoubtedly, herself and Andy were delighted to both be such meaningful positions on yours and Trent’s special day. The four of you spending many days off, switching between either houses, though they were down the road, catching up. The females chuckling at their foolish partners mannerisms. Partly, they were both ecstatic about the idea of having a small break from their children, the young Robertson’s could be a handful at times.

‘Come meet me? In the lobby?’ The message Trent sends presents, inducing a sigh to pass your lips. You tilt your head in the direction of Rachel, weighing up your options. Your head is demanding you to acquiesce with the wedding tradition of not seeing your partner 24 hours before the momentous day. However, something inside you is tempting you to see him.

Eyes peering back to the beaming screen, your fingers type, ‘Trent.’ Lip gnawing in anticipation.

Three dots appear within a flash, replying back to your response.

‘Please baby, I need my goodnight kiss.’ Trent declares, coaxing a smile to form upon your face, cheeks rising with heat.

And this is what persuades you to slide out the bed and slip your trainers on, briskly texting the scouser you’d meet him in 5 minutes. Tying your laces, Rachel grabs your attention-

“Where are you going?” She questions, pupils scanning over yourself- fitted with a pair of joggers, a hoodie of Trent and some trainers.

Beckoning your head within her direction- a puzzled emotion displayed from the Scot. Clearing your throat, you respond. “Just going to head down to the lobby for a minute, grab some water- my head wont shut off.”

She doesn’t interrogate your choices, though you grasped that she knew your response was untruthful, due to your fast pace tone of voice and an even more perplexed expression. She wasn’t going to argue with you over your special day, so attempting to modify your decision was out of her books.

“Okay, don’t be too late.” She smiles, before looking back at phone. That’s your signal to vacate the bedroom and find the scouser waltzing the corridors for you so desperately. “I wont be,” you shake your head, heading towards the door of your hotel room.

Fixed in the hallway of the residence for the night, your eyes scan the walls for a sign leading towards the lobby. To your right, you see an arrow facing the stairs leading to the ground floor, where you supposed your lover would be waiting for you.

Trudging down as you follow the commands stated in front of you, taking a left around the corner where the stairs were located, your body collides with another- a bulked, muscular physique as your head thuds into their chest, a groan leaving your side from the impact.

Your vision leaves the individuals warmth and your eyes glisten up to face the other in front of you.

“Sorry- Oh, T, Hi.” You smile, a slight shock to of seen him so soon.

Trent chuckles at your wonder and bewilderment, bringing his hand up to tickle the hairs at the nape of his neck. “Hi sweet.”

Sight observing a state of anxiousness, you bring your hand to stroke the apple of his cheek, the soft skin warming to your touch. “You alright?” You nod.

Trent sighs, eyes fixating towards the ground. “I’m nervous,” puckering his lips.

Your eyes scrunch in confusion, a tinge of sadness for the scouser makes you want to cuddle him until he cannot breathe. “For what? Talk to me?” you guide.

His eyes still beckon over the sight of your shoes, glued to surface of the carpet. A deep inhale is followed by an breathily exhale. “Everything. Tomorrow, becoming your husband- what if I'm not good enough, the-“ He notes as you cut him off.

“Trent,” You take his larger hand in yours, thumb fondling over the palm. “Come on, what’s making you think like this?” you question.

“I don’t know really. You are so special, and the only girl that’s made me the happiest man ever, I just don’t want to mess things up.” He replies softly. Making your heart thud immensely.

You lean in to peck his lips, a slight tinge of alcohol still present that you knew would be encouraged by his teammates, much to Hendo’s disagreement. As you pull away, your eyes meet his, “Let’s go for a walk outside hm, a bit of fresh air is probably needed.”

The pair of you make it outside, the cold temperature demanding you to snuggle close to each other, the attraction of warmth too pleasurable. You notice a bench in the distance, dragging the 5ft 9 male in the direction of the seating. You both take seat, the view presenting a small lake, lighten by a street lamp.

Your hands never lost contact, the touch becoming comforting to you both. Something one may have required more than the other.

“Talk to me.” You start, your body turning to face the man next to you, in less than 24 hours, you could finally call him your husband, something you had always dreamt of as a little girl.

Trent shrugs, “Just nervous, yknow? Like I don’t want to mess tomorrow up. Its our day, and I know you have been waiting for something so magical since forever.”

Your eyes widen at his words, lip jittering out in despair, “Hey, you aren’t going to ruin tomorrow okay. Its going to be the best day of our lives. Well, I hope it will live up to the champions league final. But I do know that it is going to be immense. You have nothing to worry about.” You nod.

This time Trent’s bringing your face as approach to his, lips meeting yours with an instance. “I love you.” To which you reply back, “I love you too.”

“If anything, I should be the one stressing. What if I fall over in my dress? My shoes, no idea how I'm going to walk in those?” You both share a laugh, Trent hand clutching yours tighter.

“Remember when you had too much to drink at Ox’s birthday party?” you shake your head at his words, eyes closing in embarrassment at your actions. “I even had to hold your shoes when we were leaving cause’ your feet were so sore.”

“That’s going to be me tomorrow.” Tucking your head into Trent’s lap, raising it after his next response.

Trent smiles, “We’ve had some eventful times together.”

Your eyes light up at his words, floods of memories coming back to you. “Remember our first date?”

Now it’s Trent’s turn to shake his head, “When we got mobbed by fans? Can’t say that’s what I had in mind.” He tucks you closer into his chest.

“Still ended the night well though, first kiss in Maccies carpark is unforgettable.” You chuckle.

“The boys still take the piss out of me every time I walk into the changing rooms, should’ve lied and said the night went so smooth- rather than letting them know we ended up stuffing our faces with burgers and fries.”

You gasp, “Can’t believe you went against your dietary requirements. Shocking that!”

Trent chuckles under his breath, “Listen!” His voice raises with the intention of proving his point. “It was me day off, give it a rest babe.”

You giggle at his words, hand leaving his to cover your mouth. “Alright, alright.”

“Now its me turn to tell one of my favourite memories about us.” Trent starts, “Remember when I took ya to see me mural? And ya said you preferred Hendo’s more?”

Covering your eyes in mock shame, “I cant lie, Hendo’s looking pretty good in that painting.”

Trent gasps at the verbalisation he’s heard, “You being serious? He’s a dad!”

The trees in the setting swayed in line with the wind. The breeziness making goose bumps raise upon your skin attributable to the sharp, nail biting cold. Both were snuggled against one another, Trent’s arm perched upon the lower part of your back.

You pull your phone out of your pocket, the pair of you scanning through your camera roll, snickering and yapping about old pictures.

“Aww, you recall this?” Nudging the phone into his hands, the bottom of your back adjusting to the loss of tepidity from the man beside you.

“Of course, I do. One of me favourite moments in my career.” He smirks. “I remember twitter went mad after it. Wanted to show me love and appreciation towards ya in the form of my cherished platform.” Trent responds.

One of the first games you made an appearance to support your partner in, ended with a mass of messages and a collection of butterflies whooshing within your stomach. Trent had decided his next goal occurred would see him performing with a love heart into the crowd. The direction was to yourself and ended with a smile never parting from your features.

“On another note. You are wearing a tie which matches the flowers tomorrow right? No red for Liverpool-“

Trent shakes his head at your mannerisms, rolling his eyes. “Robbo suggested it. Hendo’s sorted it out though. They are both buzzing for me to get married. Jordan keeps saying his son’s growing up.”

A blush creeps over your cheeks, and you couldn’t help the small laugh that followed. When it came to Hendo and Trent. Their friendship was inseparable, similar to him and Andy, though, The age on Henderson made himself perform a father-like figure towards Trent throughout his career. It settled your nerves knowing he had someone to offer love and ease when you weren’t around. Especially times when he was outside of Liverpool, away from you for handful of days, he could struggle. It calmed your nerves knowing he had that someone, and Jordan was more than happy to play that role.

You take a deep breath, “I can’t believe tomorrow is actually the day, finally calling myself an Alexander-Arnold.” A soft grin arising. “Wonder what your vows are going to be like..” You question, lips puckering in the sense of curiosity.

“Me vows? Going to be absolutely breath taking. Worked me arse off writing this essay.” He teases, pressing a peck to your lips.

Shoulders shaking at his response, nodding intensively. Sometimes he did come out with some berserk statements. But it made you love him more and more each day.

Trent grabs your hands into his own, shuffling so you are facing each other, now separated from your snuggled position. He stands up from the bench, fleetly rubbing his hands on his jeans to remove any creases, before placing them back into yours. He nods, “Listen, let me act out how tomorrow is going to go.” He starts, as you giggle. “So, we say our vows- blah blah blah, mine will be the most emotional, heartfelt-“

“Woah.” You stop him, disagreeing with his opinion of his own. “What?” you exclaim.

“Shh, baby. You are interrupting my performance.” Trent snarls, raising a finger to his lips as a visual instruction for you to listen. He starts again, “So we do the vows, astounding the crowd as I do.” You roll your eyes, as he contuines. “I’ll grab the ring, then place it on your finger like this-“ He takes your hand, holding your ring finger in his own, and pretends to slip a ring on. Your heart flutters at his gestures, hand raising to your heart in a state of awe.

“Then once you have done the same for me, and its time to kiss.” He pulls you up from the bench, a thrilling rush flowing through your system, heart pulsating out your chest. “I’ll lean in like this, hopefully me mum’s crying so much she doesn’t see much or ya dad isn't watching for my sake.” He guides your head to face his own, a finger tickling your lower chin. A smirk emerges, as you snake your arms round his neck. He reaches to move the unwanted baby hairs, flourished around your face, tucking them behind your ears.

Trent leans into your features, lips softly attaching your own, moving at a sweet pace, nothing too heavy. He pulled away gently, catching his breath, “Need too,” a second kiss, “Get in,” lips hoover over yours, “as many kisses as possible,” allowing a small amount of tongue to slide in, skimming the tip. “As after tonight,” He presses a kiss to your cheek, “The next will be as husband and wife.” Planting a final smooch to your forehead.

“Trent?” You breathe.

“Mhm.”

“Lets get married baby.”

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[judes-hoe]

cuddles with trent after you come home from work to find him crying

Had the perfect idea for this don’t get mad at me😔

You came home from work and see that Trent’s already back from training. You call out for him but get get no answer which makes you furrow your eyebrows. You check the living room and his game room and he’s not in those places. So you go to your shared bedroom and find him there head in the pillow and his body softly shaking from his sobs. Concern rushes over your body and you go lay next to him on the bed. He looks your opposite way and you know he’s wiping his tears. He looks at you with puffy eyes and a fake smile saying a soft ‘hi baby’. You give him a look that says ‘cut the shit we’re talking about this’ cause normally Trent’s likes to keep to himself and never share his emotions with you. He knows he has to tell you cause you’ll be sad too, he looks at you his eyes tearing up a little. He quietly says “klopps leaving at the end of the season” he fully breaks down again. A piece of you broke. You and Trent have been dating a little before he got called up to the senior team for Liverpool. Klopp say you and Trent almost like kids if his own, he’s seen how you and Trent are together. You stay strong for Trent and let him cuddle into your side and cry his eyes out. You just take care of him and let him do what he needs and he just cries to you and talks to you about it and you just comfort him. But when he falls asleep you silently cry to yourself.

Wanted to make this longer and go on to say how Trent’s sad klopp will never meet his first kid but you surprise him saying your pregnant but even though the baby won’t be in time for klopp to meet they still invite him over one day and klopp figures out that the baby’s middle name is his first name cause he had such a big impact on Trent’s life and Trent wants klopp to know that🥹…

Please request🫶🏻 inbox is open always even if it’s just to chat😁

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[formulalfc]

dominik szoboszlai blurbs masterlist

playing with dom's hair

getting dom to admit he's jealous

dom doesn't like how close you are with some of the boys

dom isn't happy when someone lays their hands on you

dom being whipped for you

dom breaking you in 18+

threesomes with trent and dom 18+

domi always holds your hand during sex 18+

teasing domi under the table at dinner with your parents 18+

trent and domi hard launching your relationship

domi looking after you when you're drunk

domi helping you put your necklaces on

what domi posts of you on instagram

looking after domi when he's injured

domi begging to fuck you 18+

face sitting with trent and domi 18+

going shopping with domi

soft sex with domi 18+

you find domi with another girl at the club

dom comes home to you and your baby

domi doesn't like the way his dad speaks to you

domi dries your hair for you

your boyfriend loves spoiling you

you guys tease your fans with tik toks

domi makes your pregnancy cravings for you

telling your situationship domi that you're pregnant

your first date with domi

more soft sex with domi 18+

doing tik tok trends together

domi is extroverted and you're super introverted

meeting domi's family

you move in with domi

you ask domi to record a certain tik tok for you to watch

domi is super proud of how intelligent you are

trying to cope with long distances with domi

doing anal for the first time with domi 18+

domi is obsessed with your tits when you're pregnant 18+

cuddles with domi

going to a house party with domi's friends you don't know

your honeymoon with domi

babymoon with domi

lewis sees you with your new boyfriend domi

you call domi daddy when he's eating you out

your pregnancy with situationship domi

domi comforting you after your mum passes away

domi being submissive for you 18+

you love domi's new tattoo

domi is so excited to see u he can't help but finish a bit quicker than usual 18+

domi is obsessed with your boobs but since your baby has been born he doesn't get to touch them as often 18+

you show your close friend's story which of domi's fingers are your favourites

calling domi daddy for the first time 18+

you're the only one that can calm domi down when he's angry

domi isn't keen on you being around f1 drivers 18+

domi arguing with your son over who you love more

your friend with benefits domi is jealous of some guy 18+

domi is worried he hurt you during sex the night before 18+

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[mountsgirl]

Shower-Dominik Szoboszlai

In honour of last night’s Carabao Cup win

Pairing: Dominik x fem!reader

Summary: Dom makes it up to you

an: hi guys, so this is my first fic, hope you like it! based on a disscussion with a very lovely anon warnings: smut

'Come on, what was I supposed to do? Not talk to anyone?' he sighed, not understanding why you were so mad. “Dominik, she was all over you and you did nothing to stop her!” you say. The night out at a club in Liverpool with some of Dominik's teammates left a bitter taste as you had to watch girls throwing themselves at your boyfriend the whole time. 'You're just insecure, always thinking that I’ll leave you' your boyfriend says without even thinking about what came out of his mouth. You don't even try to argue with him, while holding back tears, you left your shared kitchen and decided to take a shower in order to calm yourself down. As you turned on the shower, you cursed at how cold the water was and quickly turned it to a hotter temperature. Tears started streaming down your cheeks with Dominik's words echoing in your mind. As he realized what he did and how this must’ve affected you, Dominik opened the bathroom door to find your silky black dress and underwear thrown on the ground and the shower cabin all foggy from the hot water. He stripped himself from his clothes and opened the shower cabin, much to your surprise. 'Get out!' you say firmly but he doesn't move and instead he kisses you hungrily, grabbing your waist and pulling you closer, feeling all of him. 'I'm sorry baby. You're the most gorgeous woman in my life and no one can take me away from you. I was an idiot, let me make it up to you szerelmem' he says getting down on his knees before you. You let out a moan as he smirks and puts your right leg on his shoulder. He traces your inner thigh with his lips, nibbling on your sensitive skin as your breath hitches in your throat. The next thing you feel is his tongue on your core, drawing endless moans of pleasure out of you. 'So wet and sweet, just for me, right baby?' 'Dominik please' you whine at the loss of contact. 'Please what?' 'Please touch me' you say and he doesn't need to hear anything more as his mouth make contact with your pussy again. Your thighs tremble at the pleasure you feel from his touch and your only reaction to the dirtiest sounds of him eating you out are the shameless moans you make. He holds your thighs with his strong hands, preventing you to close them as you feels your orgasm approaching. 'Dominik' you scream his name as he brings you to your climax, licking the juices running down your thighs. You let out another moan as he rises and kisses you like the world was ending right then and there. You wrap your arms around him as he holds you by your waist whispering in your ear 'I love you and I'm sorry, I didn't meant anything I said'. You kiss him again 'I love you too'.

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