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[mountsmason]

Conflicting Emotions; Part 1

summary: it was the world cup quarter-finals, with your national team England playing against France. so it was less than ideal to have a French boyfriend, as it would leave one of you completely dejected.

pairing: any French player x reader, slightly mason mount x reader

a/n: needed some angst in my life so I wrote this :))

The final whistle blew, signalling the match was over. A sudden heaviness overcame your body as you inhaled a shallow breath.

England lost the quarter-finals against France.

The atmosphere divided into two, with half the stadium erupting in sheer euphoria while the other half fell silent. Utter devastation spread amongst England supporters, as this was the outcome we were all dreading. You heard your heart shatter at the sight of your national team collapsing on the ground in anguish, trying to console themselves after having lost their chance at winning the World Cup.

You truly believed the England team gave it everything, so you were inexplicably proud of what they had achieved. All you wanted to do in that moment was hug each of them and reassure them that they played incredibly well with so much determination and passion. You glanced around the stadium, your eyes landing on your ex-boyfriend Mason, who had his face buried in his hands as the French team celebrated behind him.

Seeing Mason vulnerable like that reluctantly revived the memories of the Euros final— the same pain and heartbreak. You remember how Mason was inconsolable for days after the loss, taking a while to come to terms with how close they were to winning the final, but you were there to constantly reassure him. Despite it being a difficult time, Mason made sure you knew how much he appreciated you being there for him. A few months later, you two mutually agreed to break up and still remain good friends.

In an attempt to drown out the noise and memories, you squeezed your eyes shut while a stream of uncontrollable tears rolled down your face. Everyone’s hopes and dreams for England winning this year’s World Cup ended the second the whistle was blown. The noise didn't seem to quiet down, so you lifted your heavy eyelids, to see the French players sprinting chaotically around the pitch in a frenzy of celebration while the England players were consoling each other.

Your gaze drifted between different players, and that’s when you saw him. Your boyfriend had that perfect, irresistible grin tugging at his lips as he embraced his team; a sense of guilt washed over you. He is through to the semi-finals, so as his girlfriend, you should be ecstatic for him, yet here you are completely heartbroken at the result. Dare you say, you feel a slight resentment toward his national team. It's not fair on him, and you're well aware of it. He’s worked equally as hard as the England team to get to this stage, so you should be proud of him.

At that sudden realisation, you wiped away your tears with your sleeves before he noticed you. But it was already too late; he had seen your tear-stained cheeks, and his smile immediately faded from his face as his expression softened with worry. Under your breath, you muttered “shit,” knowing that you had ruined this moment for him.

Giving him a small smile, you pointed in the direction of the French team, telling him to enjoy himself and celebrate. He didn’t move. His gaze remained fixed on you as his brows furrowed, trying to study your expression. You gave him a more genuine smile and mouthed “go,” tilting your head towards where his team was. He slowly shuffled backwards in uncertainty, a small laugh escaping you, as he was still staring at you to see if you really were okay with it. And you were; at the end of the day, you loved to see him succeed, even if that meant winning against your own team.

The England players didn’t waste any more time on the pitch as they came into the stands, where their families and friends were waiting for them. You were also sitting here with Sasha, as you became close friends with her when you were dating Mason. While you were talking about the match with her, you saw some players trying to put on a brave face as they managed a faltering smile before completely breaking down when being comforted by their family and friends.

Mason dragged his feet up the stairs to meet his family, who were seated in the row in front of you. For a split second, your eyes met his red and puffy ones, and you knew he was in a worse state now compared to the Euros final. You watched him melt into his mum’s arms as she hugged him tightly, while his family members all took turns reassuring him and reminding him that he's done the nation proud, regardless of the result. Shortly after, Jack made his way upstairs, instantly looking for comfort in Sasha’s arms.

Mason stood on the stairs when he was finished talking to his family. He was covering his face with one hand, and rubbing his eyes while his back rested on the handrail. You took this opportunity to talk to him.

“Hey, how are you holding up?” You spoke gently with a reassuring smile as Mason moved his hand away from his face.

“Not too bad,” he mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

“Really Mason? You’re forgetting I can tell when you’re lying,” you tilt your head in the direction he was staring, trying to get him to look at you.

“I’m okay,” his voice was frail and quiet as he continued to avoid your gaze. Mason’s eyes were glossy as he fought back tears, his bottom lip trembling ever so slightly.

"Just come here," you reach up to wrap your arms around the back of Mason's neck, pulling him in for a hug. That’s when he gave up his pretence of being fine, as he didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around your waist to hold you close. He buried his head in your shoulder, letting out a muffled sob that only you could have heard. The sound of Mason breaking down was enough to flood your eyes with tears, so you had to bite the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from turning into a sobbing mess.

As your attention was fixed on Mason, you didn't notice your boyfriend watching the two of you. He was aware of your history, and because of that, he didn't know how to feel. From one perspective, he understands how a huge loss can be so devastating, so Mason will need everyone there for him, even if that includes you. But on the other hand, he can't help but feel a little jealous considering Mason was your first love and everyone knows you don’t forget them. So he was torn in that moment, the same way you were about England losing and France winning. But before his mind can conjure up the worst, his friend drags him back into the group celebration.

“You did great, all of you; you should be so proud of yourself,” Mason simply hummed in response, taking in rapid and shallow breaths as you felt your shirt dampen with his tears.

"You've given us so many amazing memories to look back on in the future. It wasn't meant to be this time, but there's another World Cup just around the corner," you reassured him, not knowing whether your words would make a difference to how Mason is feeling right now.

"Don't be so hard on yourself, because you've done us proud, you've done me proud," you felt Mason's breathing become more even against your skin.

The two of you stayed like that, with no-one interrupting you. Mason had forgotten how safe he felt in your arms, the way it silenced everything around him, and suddenly everything became more bearable. A few minutes passed before Mason lifted his head to look you in the eyes.

"How do you do it?" Mason asked, searching your eyes for the answer.

"Do what?" Your voice was barely a whisper as you brushed away the tears from his face.

"You always know exactly what to say to make me feel better," 

“It’s not difficult when I’m being honest,” you shrugged your shoulders, giving him a smile he found impossible not to return.

"Thank you, it means a lot to me that you are here," you pulled away from the hug as his grip on your waist loosened.

“You don’t have to thank me; I’m just doing what any good friend would do,” you replied, as your gaze wandered around the stadium, watching some fans begin to leave. Mason winced at this; for those few minutes, he forgot that you two were not together anymore.

"Yeah, friends," his voice was monotonous as he looks onto pitch to see your boyfriend still celebrating. You were about to say goodbye, but Mason had something else on his mind.

"Why are you with him?" His question caught you off-guard, an icy contempt flashing in his eyes.

"Mason—" you began before being interrupted.

"No, seriously, why are you actually with him? Do you guys even have anything in common? Surely you can do better than that," he narrowed his darkened eyes as they burned into the back of your boyfriend’s head in envy.

"That is my boyfriend you're talking about, and you don't know the first thing about our relationship. I’ll let your comments slide just this once because I know your emotions are running high, but next time I won't hold back," you scoffed, shaking your head in disbelief as you grabbed your handbag and explained to Sasha that you would call her later.

"Y/N, I'm sorry!" Mason called out as you walked up the stairs and out of the stadium.

➪ read part two here

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[mountsmason]

Conflicting Emotions; Part 2

➪ read part one here

summary: you finally meet your boyfriend after the match, and despite the overwhelming emotions of everything, you two manage to find a way to sort it out. things also take an unexpected turn as you realise your boyfriend was jealous of mason.

pairing: antoine griezmann x reader, slightly mason mount x reader

warnings: badly written smut

a/n: almost 1k notes on part 1 is insane, thank you for all the feedback!! also my intention for this part was to be fluff, but it ended up with a bit of smut. If you're not comfortable reading it, you can skip it as it doesn't add much to the plot.

You heard Mason apologise moments before walking away. But you paid him no attention; if you went back to him, you feared you would say something you later regretted.

Antoine glances over at where he thought you were, with Mason. But instead he catches you walking up the stairs, and based on Mason shouting after you, he realises something is wrong. Tearing himself away from the celebrations, he rushes towards the area of the stadium where you were. Without thinking, he effortlessly jumps over the barrier and darts past Mason as he tries to catch up to you. You’re too far away to hear him calling out your name, so he gives up and simply follows you.

Mason’s words replayed in your mind as you grew more and more furious by the second. Unable to contain your blinding tears, you opened the first door on your right, which was conveniently unlocked. You assumed it belonged to the caretaker, as there were cleaning supplies scattered around the room. After dropping your handbag on one of the shelves, you leaned against the wall, letting hot tears fall freely down your cheeks.

It wasn't long before you were interrupted by the door opening swiftly. Your teary eyes met your boyfriend's concerned gaze.

"Y/N, what’s wrong?" He hurried towards you, his eyes softening at the sight of you.

"Nothing," you answered quickly over the sound of your rapid heartbeat, pointlessly wiping away your tears that he had clearly already seen.

"Your tears tell me otherwise, talk to me," with both his hands, Antoine cups your face and tilts it up slightly. He glides his thumbs across your cheeks to brush away your tears, which continued to fall despite your efforts to stop them.

Your mind was racing, searching for an answer it couldn’t find. From England losing to your boyfriend winning and Mason’s comments from earlier, you didn’t know where to begin.

"I don’t know what to tell you because I don’t know how I’m feeling myself," you admitted, leaning into his touch as you were overcome by a mixture of confusing emotions. "I don’t even know why I’m crying," you sarcastically chuckled at how ridiculous you sound.

You were never any good at expressing your emotions. It simply didn't come to you as easy as it did for others. Antoine was well aware of this, as you've had this conversation with him before, so he didn't pressure you into giving an answer. Instead, he tries to help you navigate your feelings.

"Was it the match? Are you angry at me?" A guilty expression crept across his face.

"What? Of course not! Earlier today, I promised you that my feelings for you wouldn’t change, regardless of what happened on the pitch today. And I fully stand by that.” You tried to reassure him of it.

"So you still love me?" His hands trailed down your body to rest on your hips, lightly pressing his body into yours.

“It’s hard not to,” you gave Antoine a soft smile as your arms wrapped around the back of his neck, pulling him in for the kiss you longed for. His lips were soft and delicate against yours. It was a short but intimate kiss that both of you needed in that moment. To reassure and confirm that truly nothing has changed between you two.

"I should have said this sooner, but congratulations baby. I’m really proud of you, especially after seeing you out there today. People always doubted you and your abilities, but look at you proving them wrong," you told Antoine, gently running your fingers through his hair.

“I couldn't have done it without you,” he presses a tender kiss to your forehead.

“Me? I didn't do anything,” you furrowed your brows in confusion.

"You were always there for me whenever I had a bad day. I don't know how, but you have this way of making me feel better without even trying. When the media found some way to criticise me or split us up, you never believed them, and that kind of trust is rare; I've never had that in any of my other relationships. I even considered quitting football, but I didn't because I had you. The one person who has always been by my side and the reason I've gotten this far. Everything I do is for you,” he spoke in sheer admiration, a smile growing on his lips as he saw your cheeks flush pink.

You listened intently to every word and grinned as you gazed into his eyes. Undoubtedly, he was giving you way more credit than you deserved, as you know how talented he was to begin with, and that combined with his dedication, is how he got this far. You began to wonder how you had become so lucky to have such a perfect boyfriend. One that does everything for you even though you never asked him to.

But then you recalled the match where your team lost against his.

“How is beating England 'for me?' ” You questioned cheekily, curious to see how he was going to explain this one.

“Let me rephrase myself, everything I do, except winning against England, is for you,” he winked at you in an attempt to soften the blow.

Your mouth fell open, a fake gasp escaping your lips. “I never knew you were so selfish,” you joked, playfully hitting his chest. A comfortable silence filled the air as you shared a smile with Antoine. The warmth of his endearing grin quickened your heartbeat.

“Are you ready to tell me why you were crying earlier?” He asked in a lowered tone.

You thought about it for a minute. This time, you had better luck articulating your thoughts since your mind wasn't racing erratically anymore.

“I guess I felt guilty for not sharing your happiness and celebrating with you,” you muttered, averting your gaze as you studied your hands, suddenly finding them interesting.

“We knew from the start it was going to be complicated, but I understand Y/N, I really do. The emotions involved in it all can be overwhelming, and I would never force you to pick a side. You're too loyal for your own good,” he laughs, playfully rolling his eyes, “and I respect that. At the end of the day, all that matters to me is that we’re okay,” you nodded in agreement, your mouth curving into an unconscious smile at how understanding he is.

"And that was it, you’re sure there’s nothing else bothering you?" You shook your head decisively, as your boyfriend continued to speak, "for a second I thought something had happened with Mason."

You froze at the mention of your ex-boyfriend.

"What do you mean?" You tried to swallow down an empty gulp.

"I saw the two of you together."

"He was upset after the match, so I was consoling him, that's all." You got a strange feeling in the pit of your stomach, wondering what he must have thought seeing you with Mason like that.

"As long as you didn’t console him in the same way you console me, we’re good," you knew exactly what he was implying with that suggestive tone.

"Oh no, that is reserved specifically for you only," his eyes darted between your lips and eyes as he leant in for another kiss. But before he could connect his lips with yours, you pulled away.

“Wait, were you jealous of Mason?” You eyed him suspiciously.

“As if,” he denied too quickly, his jaw visibly tensing.

“You were, I knew it!”

“I wasn’t jealous, so don't ever say that again,” he warned in a low, firm voice as his gaze darkened.

“Or else what?” Your eyes lit up with a hint of mischief before he erased the distance between your bodies by pressing you against the wall and pushing his leg between yours.

“Don't test me Y/N, I may have been running around the pitch for 90 minutes, but you should know better than anyone that I still have plenty of energy after that,” His hands had caged you in, as they were pinned on either side of your head.

“I didn't know you were the jealous type.”

“I don't get jealous cause you already know you're mine,” his breath was hot against your ear.

“I am?” You raised your eyebrows, pretending this was news to you as your fingertips skimmed along his jaw line.

“It looks like you need reminding.” He pushes his thigh against your core, a breathy moan slipping from your lips. Your eyes fluttered shut as you felt his lips ghosting yours. Breathing lightly, your lips part with a burning desire, an aching need to kiss him, but he doesn’t let you.  He flexes his thigh beneath you, applying pressure to your core and notices your body instantly react to him. “You realise I can feel that,” he smirked, feeling a throbbing sensation on his thigh.

“Then do something, please,” you begged with desperation in your voice. It was embarrassing how easily your body reacted to his touch. With the World Cup happening, the two of you barely had time for yourselves, so you were extra sensitive to his touch.

“You’re not going to get what you want. Not until you tell me what I want to hear,” you chose to ignore the heat building in between your own thighs.

“I really hate you,” you panted over your pounding heartbeat.

“That’s not it,” your response seemed to amuse him as he let out a light chuckle. You mentally debated whether you should carry on teasing him or give up and tell him what he wants to hear. “I'm not going to ask you again,” he begins to remove his leg from between yours, but you quickly clench your legs around his thigh.

“I’m y-yours, all yours,” your words were breathless as you chose the latter option. The prolonged anticipation became unbearable as your body grew impatient.

“That's right baby, you're mine — no one else's,” satisfied with your answer, he plants a series of harsh kisses on your neck, pressing his thigh harder against your core.

“I need to you to do something now, I've missed your touch,” you slowly start to roll your hips into his thigh as his muscles tense against your aching core. Even though you were fully clothed, you knew that the flood of wetness from your core would be enough to soak through the material and leave a patch on his shorts. But you didn’t care. The pleasure was building in your stomach, but before anything else happened, you were interrupted by the sound of keys turning in the door.

“Perfect timing,” he said in a hushed tone before he pulled his leg away from your wet core. You whined in response to the loss of contact. You weren't finished. That's when it hit you — this was his plan all along.

“You didn’t think I was going to let you get away with all this teasing, right?” You glared at him while trying to catch your breath before the door opened.

You grabbed your handbag from the shelf as you approached a confused-looking caretaker. Giving him an awkward smile, you left the room with your boyfriend following closely behind.

“I’ve never seen you squirm so much,” he spoke with a sense of accomplishment. You sent him daggers once again for leaving you all hot and bothered. “That was all your doing, all you had to say was you're mine, but you were too busy teasing me,” he held his hands up in defence.

“Mason would never do that to me,” you wish you hadn't said the words the moment you saw the expression on Antoine's face harden.

You had seriously fucked up.

“I'm sorry, I took it too far that time, I didn't mean it,” you unintentionally struck a nerve as he looked genuinely hurt. “It's you that I want, it's you who I'm with and it's you I love,” you frantically searched his eyes for any indication that he believed you.

“I love you, you know that right?” You took his hands in yours.

“Yeah I know, I've just got to get back since I've been gone a while, and everyone will begin to wonder where I am,”

“Okay,” your voice was barely a whisper. He pressed a gentle kiss on the top of your head before walking away.

“Make sure you message me when you get to your hotel," he reminded you as he turned around. A smile touched your lips for a brief second as you nodded.

Antoine might not have responded to your “I love you” directly, but making sure you reach safely is his unspoken way of expressing his love for you.

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[mountsmason]

Christmas Archives

summary: you and mason share photos on instagram of your first christmas together.

pairing: mason mount x reader

a/n: a short and fluffy instagram au with mason for christmas :))

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masonmount ✔

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masonmount this did not go down very well with y/n 😉

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yourusername still laughing at my expense I see

     ↳  masonmount we had so much fun!! 😂

     ↳  yourusername no mason, you did... I'm all sore now 🥺

     ↳  masonmount I'll kiss you all better 😁

     ↳  yourusername hmm I forgive you a little

declanrice not mase actually making a decent joke for once 🤣

     ↳  benchilwell a christmas miracle mate 🤣🤣

December 23, 2022

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yourusername christmas cakes and cocoa by yours truly

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chelseafc  we’re on our way y/n, bringing all the lads with us 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️

     ↳  reecejames 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️

masonfan1 is there anything y/n can't do?? 😍

masonmount I helped 😁

     ↳  yourusername by distracting me?? 🤔

     ↳  masonmount I helped you in other ways if you know what I mean 😉

     ↳  benchilwell I think everyone knows what you mean mase...

laurenfryer_ these look amazing 😍 I'll be over soon with dec!

     ↳  declanrice already in the car 🤣🤣

December 25, 2022

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masonmount ✔

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masonmount our first christmas 🎄❤

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yourusername the first of many ❤

sophiaaemelia my favourite couple 😍😍

itsamelewigi well done on surviving christmas at ours 😂

     ↳  yourusername it wasn't at all bad!!

     ↳  itsamelewigi that's probably because you're equally, if not more competitive than mase 🤣 and you've broken his 3 year winning streak 🤣

     ↳  masonmount I want a rematch😐

     ↳  yourusername same time next year? 😂

December 25, 2022

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[mountsmason]

Qatar Memories; Part 2

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➪ read the prequel (part 0) and part 1

summary: a few days after the match, you and mason went on a stroll at night to have a little catchup since you lost contact with each other after breaking up years ago. since then, the two of you have been getting closer and closer, with you hanging out with the england squad and being at their every game. this hasn't gone unnoticed by rúben who goes back on his word about relationships being a 'distraction'.

pairing: mason mount x reader, ft. rúben dias

a/n: I'd love to hear any feedback you guys have on this :))

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sasha__rebecca

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sasha__rebecca had the day to ourselves ❤

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yourusername aww look at you two😍😍 I missed you today <33

↳ sasha__rebecca missed you too, you should've come with us!!

↳ yourusername nah I'd rather not thirdwheel the little time you guys have between matches, plus I was busy winning at basketball 😊

jackgrealish ❤❤

November 27, 2022

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masonmount I never lose 😎

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yourusername except today you did

↳ masonmount I didn't take you to be a liar y/n 🤨

↳ yourusername no lies here, I won fair and square :)

↳ masonmount maybe you remember the match differently to me

↳ declanrice I was there mate, you lost 🤣

↳ masonmount bro you're supposed to be on my side?

↳ declanrice not this time, you're always fouling me when we play basketball

madders smiling through the tears yeah? 🤣🤣

↳ masonmount you too huh🙄 how has y/n got all of you on her side already??

November 27, 2022

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yourusername train ❌ sit on the ball for the entire session ✔

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jackgrealish you've got some good angles there y/n 😏

↳ yourusername I should've known you would say something like that 😐

masonmount not the entire session....

↳ yourusername oh yeah I forgot about those 2 minutes you spent standing up

↳ masonmount wrong again, it was closer to 3 minutes

↳ yourusername 😂😂

declanrice you running a fan account for mason now? 😂

↳ yourusername no declan, I'll leave that to you :)

↳ lukeshaw23 she got you there mate 🤣🤣

masonfan1 y/n giving us the content we all deserve 😍

November 30, 2022

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yourusername the way to my heart 😍

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declanrice mason is almost there then 😂

     ↳  masonmount y/n won't admit it though 😏

johnstonesofficial slightly offended that I wasn't invited to this

     ↳  kylewalker2 and me 😤😤

     ↳  yourusername you two were too busy looking after Dave!!

     ↳  johnstonesofficial you and your excuses😐

     ↳  kylewalker2 we expected better of you y/n

     ↳ yourusername this whole thing wasn't even my idea, it was mason's😫

     ↳ kylewalker2 shifting the blame now are we?

     ↳  yourusername can you two stop ganging up on me?? 🥺🥺

     ↳  johnstonesofficial you owe me, kyle and dave some lunch

     ↳  yourusername fine, have it your way🙄😒

December 1, 2022

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yourusername what's this doing in my room? 🤔

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declanrice strange... me and mase had nothing to do with this... nothing at all

↳ yourusername so strange!! I didn't think either of you did 😃

masonmount maybe it's a sign you should wear it tomorrow👀

↳ yourusername maybe it's a sign I should lock my room's door before leaving👀

↳ masonmount whoever put that there must have gone through a lot of effort, I think you should wear it for them

↳ yourusername not sure it's my style 😐

↳ itsamelewigi put the poor guy out of his misery and wear it for him 🤣

↳ yourusername I'll have a little think, no promises though...

philfoden mason's out here doing side missions between the training sessions 😂😂

December 3, 2022

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masonupdates Mason and Dec after the match with Senegal 💙

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masonfan1 imagine mason looking at you like that 😫

↳ masonfan2 do we know who he's actually looking at?

↳ declanrice @yourusername

↳ masonfan2 not dec replying to my comment 😭😭

↳ masonmount she was wearing my shirt so it was hard to look away 😅

↳ masonfan1 you two are so cute 🥺🥺

↳ masonfan2 MASON TOO? THIS COMMENT SECTION DOESN'T SEEM REAL

December 4, 2022

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masonmount ✔

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masonmount quarter-finals baby!!!

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declanrice my brother ❤

masonfan1 IT THAT Y/N IN THE BEREAL???

     ↳  masonfan2 OMG I THINK SO

     ↳  masonfan1 KINDA JELAOUS OF HER ICL

     ↳  masonfan2 IM KINDA JEALOUS OF HIM BC HAVE YOU SEEN Y/N 😍😍

     ↳  masonfan3 IS THIS MASON'S WAY OF CONFIRMING HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH Y/N??

December 4, 2022

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aprilivymusic ✔

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aprilivymusic bumped into a familiar face today 😄

rubendias it was nice to catchup 😊

     ↳  aprilivymusic we should do it again!! x

y/n&rubenfan1 didn't rúben say he wanted no distractions?? my guy is confused

     ↳  y/n&rubenfan2 he's probably jealous of y/n and mason that's why

     ↳  y/n&rubenfan1 are they actually together??

     ↳  y/n&rubenfan2 mason fans seem to think so

     ↳  y/n&rubenfan1 oh... I guess it's time I change my username 🥲

December 5, 2022

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[mountsmason]

Tiring Secrets; Part 2

read part 1 here

summary: you and mason both struggle to deal with the break up.

pairing: mason mount x reader

a/n: thank you for all the love on part 1 <33

The next few days were hard for you, to say the very least. You missed being woken up by Mason pressing soft kisses in your hair. You missed your date nights and most of all, you simply missed him. But you had to shake off that feeling because Mason couldn’t care less about you. Not once did he try to call or text you since that night, so this whole break up must have been a relief for him. No hiding behind lies, free from your relationship and free to see whoever he wants. 

It was the weekend, which meant you had no work and for once, you weren’t happy about it. Work would have been the perfect distraction from your thoughts, but since that wasn’t an option, you dragged yourself out of bed and had a quick shower, followed by breakfast and Netflix. That also failed to distract you as your thoughts drifted to how you would cuddle with Mason when watching tv, the way his voice would tickle your neck as he would comment stupid things, making you burst into laughter. 

That moment was interrupted by the sound of your phone ringing. Hoping it was Mason calling, you rushed to pick up your phone. That hope was short-lived when you saw your screen. It was an unknown number.

“Hello?” confusion evident in your voice.

“Hey, is this Y/N?” It was a voice you had heard before but you weren't sure where exactly.

“Yeah, who's this?” you tilted your head, still confused.

“It's Mason's friend, we met earlier this week.”

Oh. That’s why he sounded familiar. You assumed that Mason gave him your number since you were only his ‘sister’s friend’. Immediately, you were filled with regret as you lead him on by giving him the wrong impression at the club.

“About that night, I had a really nice time with you but-” you tried to find the words before his voice stopped you mid-sentence.

“Wait, you’ve got the wrong end of the stick, I called you to talk to you about Mason,” he corrected, saving you the embarrassment of whatever nonsense you were going to say.

The conversation was getting more and more weirder by the second.

“What's there to talk about, he's my sister's brother," you flinched as you spoke those dreaded words.

"You don't need to pretend Y/N, Mason told me everything, and it was pretty shitty of him to treat you like that," 

"Oh," was all you could utter as you felt your face heat up. Now that you did not expect.

"Breaking up with him was fair and honestly, you had every right to do that. But ever since then, he’s been completely lost and I don’t know what to do. I’ve tried to get through to him but he won’t listen. Can you maybe talk to him?” 

“I don’t think I’m the best person, you know?”

“Trust me, all of us have tried, and I wouldn’t ask if I wasn't desperate. You’re the only one I know he’ll listen to. Just talk to him this once please?” 

You cleared your throat, "where is he now?"

"He’s at home,” 

“Isn’t he at training today?” At this time, he would usually be training for the match tomorrow.

“The gaffer thinks that Mason's been training too hard so he sent him home early to rest,"

“Um… okay I’ll go over soon,” you hesitated.

“Thanks Y/N, and again, I’m sorry about everything,” he apologised.

You said your goodbyes and hung up the call. You had to prepare yourself for seeing Mason again, when you didn’t even know if he wanted to see you.

You rang the doorbell to Mason’s house, something you hadn’t done in a while since you had your own key so you’re used to letting yourself in. But it seemed right to, considering the whole break up.

“Y/N? What are you doing here?” a smile crept onto his face, but that didn’t distract you from his bloodshot eyes, messy hair and the fact that he looked like he hadn't slept in days.

“I got a call from your friend and he told me that you’ve not been you for the past few days,” you stated, playing with the sleeves of your hoodie.

Mason didn’t reply. He wasn’t going to even deny it as he moved to the side of the doorway, letting you come inside as he shut the door behind you.

“So are you gonna tell me what’s going on?” you walked through to the living room, sitting down on the sofa.

He thought about it for a minute, thinking carefully about what he should say whilst chewing his bottom lip.

“What do you want me to say Y/N, that I'm not alright becuase I miss everything about you, I miss your smile, your laugh, the sound of your voice, and if I wasn’t such a fuck up you would still be mine,” 

You were silent. You still wanted to be his despite everything.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I really am, for everything. I know the way I treated you was unfair. You deserve to be shown off, not hidden away like a dirty secret. I hate myself for ever hurting you and I don’t blame you for hating me or never wanting to see me ever again,” he dropped his head, no longer looking at you.

"Come here," you pulled Mason in for a hug, his head melted into your shoulder, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist, as silent tears dampened your hoodie.

"You broke my heart Mase, but I could never hate you," reassuringly, you rubbed the back of his neck as he released a soft sigh of relief hearing those words leave your lips.

“Give me a chance to fix this, to fix us?” he mumbled into your shoulder.

You pulled away from the hug, gently cupping Mason's face and tilting it up to look into his puffy eyes as you brushed away his tears with your thumbs.

“How do I know it’s going to work this time?” you breathed softly.

“Because I’m always going to be honest with you- no more lies and no more hiding, I promise,” sincerity filling his voice, “what do you say?” a slight cheeky smirk forming on his lips, one he knows you can’t resist.

“This is your last chance Mount, you better not mess it up,” you leaned in for a well overrdue kiss, finally kissing those soft lips you had missed so much.

“I won’t,” his words muffled against your mouth. 

As the two of you pulled away from the kiss, Mason had a small confession to make.

"Now that I come to think of it, there was one thing I didn't miss about you," he admitted.

"What?" you narrowed your eyes.

“You stealing my hoodies,” he gave you a look, and you knew exactly what he was talking about,

“This one? Nah, this has been mine forever, if you want to borrow it, you can,” you winked. 

“Sure sure,” he rolled his eyes playfully and pulled you in for another kiss.

#mason mount #mason mount x reader #mason mount imagine #mason mount oneshot #mason mount fic #mason mount fanfic #mason mount fluff #mason mount blurb #chelsea #chelsea fc #england nt #football #footballer imagine #mountsmasonfics

[mountsmason]

Monaco Memories

↳ instagram files

summary: you and your boyfriend rúben travel to monaco for the f1 grand prix, not knowing that your ex-boyfriend mason, who still has feelings for you, would also be there.

pairing: rúben dias x reader, ft. mason mount

a/n: this idea has been stuck in my head for a while but I'm not confident in writing a full fic so I did an instagram au instead ,, enjoy !!

the original idea: the reader working for city as a photographer where you meet rúben and eventually start dating. he takes you to monaco for the grand prix, where you where you see mason, your ex. despite the breakup being messy, he still has feelings for you so whenever he'd see rúben hold you close or do cute coupley things, you could sense the jealousy.

➪ can be read as a sequel to platonic lies

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yourusername monaco here we come 🏁

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rúbenfan1 couple goals 😍

sasha__rebecca have fun gorgeous!! <33

↳ yourusername thank you 💕 next time, you and jack are coming with !

y/n&rúbenfan there's gonna be so much rúben and y/n content this weekend I can't wait 😍😍

May 27, 2022

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masonmount ✅

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masonmount in Monaco

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declanrice bro the fit 🔥

chunkz 😮‍💨

masonfan1 do we think mason will meet y/n and rúben?

↳ masonfan2 idk about y/n but I might pass out if we get a mason and rúben selfie

May 28, 2022

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NOTIFICATIONS

masonmount starting following you.

masonmount liked your photo.

└── ⋆ ⋅ ☆ ⋅ ⋆ ──┘

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yourusername

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yourusername sunsets with you @rúbendias💓

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kylewalker2 aww aren't you two the cutest 😍💘❤💓💓💕💖

↳ yourusername shut up kyle 🙄😂 (yes we are 😌)

philfoden third wheeling at its finest

↳ yourusername should have stayed with the other guys then 😎

↳ philfoden I was missing you and rúben 😔

May 28, 2022

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yourusername

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yourusername surreal moment 😵‍💫

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johnstonesofficial nope not jealous, nope 😀

↳ yourusername you sure you're not jealous?

↳ johnstonesofficial nope 👍

↳ yourusername 😂😂

masonfan1 anyone else notice mason liking all of y/n's posts?

↳ masonfan2 who even is she ??

↳ masonfan1 ruben dias' girlfriend

↳ masonfan2 someone should tell mason 😂

↳ masonfan2 you guys are reading too much into it all, it doesn't mean anything

May 29, 2022

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masonupdates

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masonupdates mason and rúben dias at the monaco gp today

masonfan there's something off about this photo 🤔

rúbenfan rúben doesn't look very happy...

May 29, 2022

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rúbendias ✅

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rúbendias Monaco 2022 🇲🇨

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masonfan1 mason's been cropped out👀

↳ masonfan2 I think rúben's seen mason liking all of y/n's posts

↳ masonfan1 or something else might have happened

↳ masonfan2 like what??

↳ masonfan1 maybe he tried flirting with y/n in front of rúben

↳ masonfan2 nooo he wouldn't do that

May 29, 2022

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rúbendias ✅

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rúbendias my girl ❤

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yourusername eu te amo muito❤

↳ y/n&rúbenfan you know portuguese?!?!

↳ yourusername just the odd phrase here and there that rúben's taught me 😅

masonfan1 @masonfan2 look at the caption ...

↳ masonfan2 okay maybe you were right about mason trying something 👀

May 29, 2022

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➪ read the next part here

#mason mount #mason mount x reader #mason mount imagine #mason mount oneshot #mason mount fic #mason mount fluff #chelsea fc #england nt #football #footballer imagine #ruben dias #ruben dias x reader #ruben dias imagine #ruben dias oneshot #ruben dias fic #ruben dias fluff #man city #mcfc #mountsmasonfics #instagram au

[mountsmason]

England Diaries: Training

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summary: you work as a photographer for the england team when they return to camp for the nation's league fixtures.

pairing: slightly mason mount x reader

a/n: any kinda feedback would be appreciated as it keeps me motivated to write, via anon in my asks or simply in the replies/tags <33

➪ england diaries pt. 1, the arrivals

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yourusername mason looking a bit different here 🤔

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masonmount not now y/n 😔

↳ yourusername too soon?

↳ masonmount too soon 💔

↳ yourusername my bad...

declanrice big j bowen in the building 🔥

May 30, 2022

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yourusername reece and tammy back in training 💪

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benchilwell the boys 💙

reecejames let's go 🏴

tammyabraham 🦁🦁

May 30, 2022

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yourusername

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yourusername it's as if @jarrodbowen has been on the squad for years

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declanrice buzzing to have you here brother ❤

↳ yourusername we can all see that 😂

tyronemings someone give @conorcoady_ a 😘 from me 🤣

johnstonesofficial is it legal for @jackgrealish to have his shorts that high up ?

↳ yourusername I had a feeling you'd be the one to notice that

↳ johnstonesofficial meaning?

↳ yourusername nothing 🙂

↳ jackgrealish I needed some ventilation 😎

↳ yourusername 👀 that's a big word

May 30, 2022

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yourusername today's winners 🏆

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declanrice boyband vibes

masonmount dream team 💯

jackgrealish always winning 💙

May 30, 2022

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yourusername

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yourusername and ofc our keepers (minus pickford who was too busy shouting at john)

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aaronramsdale *about to grab the popcorn*

npope29 I'm just glad it's not me pickers is having a go at 😂

jpickford1 he doesn't listen 🙄😤🤬

↳ johnstonesofficial 🖕

May 31, 2022

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yourusername I heard from a friend of a friend....

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masonmount what did you hear? 😏

sasha__rebecca Y/N!!! wrong account maybe?!?!

↳ yourusername SHIT SHIT SHIT

↳ yourusername WHY ISN'T IT DELETING

yourusername it was nice knowing you all 😃

yourusername I'm never gonna hear the end of this

↳ declanrice no you won't 😊

↳ reecejames I second that

↳ conorcoady_ I third that

↳ yourusername THIS HAS ONLY BEEN UP FOR 2 MINUTES HOW HAVE YOU ALL SEEN IT ALREADY??

masonmount taken a screenshot in case you delete this 😎

↳ tammyabraham send it in the group chat bro

↳ yourusername don't send it in the group chat bro

↳ masonmount too late 🤪

↳ yourusername yeah I'm fucked

May 31, 2022

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yourusername I see no difference

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declanrice y/n wishing mace would look at her like that 🤣🤣

↳ yourusername nah I'd rather Jude look at me like that 😉

↳ johnstonesofficial now that's a plot twist no-one was expecting👀

June 2, 2022

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#mason mount #mason mount x reader #mason mount imagine #mason mount oneshot #mason mount fic #mason mount fanfic #mason mount fluff #mason mount blurb #chelsea #chelsea fc #england nt #football #footballer imagine #mountsmasonfics #declan rice #reece james #tammy abraham #john stones #jack grealish #conor coady #phil foden #aaron ramsdale #nick pope #jude bellingham #jarrod bowen #instagram au

[mountsmason]

Tiring Secrets; Part 1

summary: you have been secretly dating Mason for six months but you've had enough of the secrecy and lies so you decide to give him a taste of his own medicine.

pairing: mason mount x reader

a/n: my first ever fic request, hope I've done it justice @yourmypurpose <33

You and Mason had been dating for 6 months and it was pure bliss up until recently. He insisted that the relationship should be kept under wraps, away from the public eye. Initially you agreed, but you had never thought that also included his friends and family. On the odd occasion you did bump into his friends, Mason would simply say that you're a friend of his sister’s. He would act like a stranger to you in public, whereas behind closed doors was entirely a different story.

Mason would sneak up behind you as you would cook and start peppering you with kisses on your neck, and things would escalate pretty fast— long story short, the food would get burnt and you would have to order takeaway. He was beyond considerate, knowing how to take care of you when you had a bad day at work or unbearable period pains. Mason was the perfect boyfriend. Maybe that's why you agreed to the whole secrecy of your relationship for so long.

Date nights were spent at either his house or yours. Cooking dinner together or ordering takeaway and watching a movie. As much as you loved it just being the two of you in your own little bubble, you sometimes wished that he would take you to a fancy restaurant or even to the cinema.

You were on your lunch break when you decided to give Mason a call and talk about your plans for tonight. It was his turn to cook which usually means that he would be making his chicken pasta with his secret sauce. And you would choose tonight’s film, which was obviously going to be a Marvel one.

“Who’s that Mase?” one of his teammates asked in the background as Mason picked up the call.

“No-one important mate, just my sister’s friend,” he replied nonchalantly as he went to another room to talk to you.

There it was again.

No-one important. Just my sister’s friend.

It wasn’t easy hearing that time and time again, each time wounding you deeper. You suddenly didn’t want to talk to him anymore.

“Hey, is everything okay?”

“Yeah, sorry, my boss is calling me, Mase, I’ve got to go,” you hung up the phone quickly and put it down on the table, taking a deep breath as you stared at the lock screen of you and Mason. It was a mirror selfie of you and him, his face buried in your neck to keep face hidden.

You drove straight to Mason’s after working overtime, ready to collapse on the sofa and spend the evening cuddling with Mason. When you unlocked the door to his place, you went straight to the kitchen, assuming that Mason would be cooking the pasta, but the kitchen was empty.

You went upstairs to his bedroom, surprisingly finding him all dressed up.

“You didn't have to put that much effort for date night," you joked.

“Ha, funny, I'm gonna meet the boys for a drink,” he laughed dryly, fixing his hair in the mirror.

“But it’s date night,” this isn't the first time he's bailed on you, and it was starting to bother you.

“We can rearrange,”

“Or how about I come along too so you can finally introduce me to your friends?” a glint of hope in your voice.

“It’s just gonna be us lads, another time maybe,”

“Oh okay,” you brushed it off, like you always do, hiding your hurt behind that fake smile you've gotten all too used to.

Mason walked downstairs, ready to leave, with his phone in his hand with the loudspeaker on.

“The club we always go to, yeah, right I’ll see you in 5,” Mason confirmed with his friend as he opened the front door.

“Mase, we’re gonna find you someone, you ain't leaving alone tonight, I promise you that mate,” Mason hung up the call, looking flustered.

“What the fuck was that about?" you gave him a look that said it all.

“Nothing he’s just kidding, Y/N listen-" he reached out to reassure you but you moved away from his touch, crossing your arms.

“Just go, he’s waiting for you,” you were beyond pissed off and nothing Mason could say would make you feel better. So he left as you heard his car drive off.

In a spur of the moment decision, you texted your friend.

Y/N: you up for some drinks?

Y/F/N: always 😏😈🤪

The taxi pulled up just outside the club Mason always goes to.  You paid the driver as you stepped out with your friend. The tight dress you were wearing hugged you in all the right places, a dress that was practically screaming that you're single.

It didn’t take your friend long to find someone and take them to the dance floor. So you decided to have a drink at the bar, seeing a familiar face.

Mason and a few of his friends were sitting at the bar, enjoying some drinks.

There was a spare seat next to one of Mason's friends, so it would make sense for you to sit there. You ordered your drink when someone offered to pay for it, that someone being Mason's friend.

“Y/N, what are you doing here?” Mason looked over at you with wide eyes and confusion.

“Getting a few drinks with some friends," friend actually, but he didn’t need to know that.

“You two know each other?” his friend looked at you, and then Mason.

Mason hesitated, and at that moment, it was time to give him a taste of his own medicine.

“Yeah he’s my friend’s brother,” taking a sip of your drink, trying your hardest to hide your smirk.

Mason stared at you in utter disbelief, a feeling you were very familiar with.

“Mason, are you not going to introduce your sister’s friend to all of us?,” one of his other friends called out.

That’s when you realised that Mason lied to you about it just being the lads going for a drink as some of them were there with their girlfriends. You couldn’t believe how blatantly he lied about it, when all you’ve ever done is be honest with him. Then, for a brief second, your wondered what else he might have lied about. But instead of wallowing in self pity, you downed your drink and ordered another one. It was going to be a long night.

Mason sat at the bar as you flirted with his friend, as he would lean in close to whisper something that was not at all amusing, yet you would laugh as if it was the funniest thing you had ever heard. You ignored Mason the entire night as you felt his gaze burning into you.

Eventually he had enough of everything as you saw him leave the club. That’s when you knew you had taken it too far.

“I’m gonna go get some air,” you explained to Mason’s friend, rushing outside.

When you stepped outside into the cool breeze of the night, Mason was pacing around, but stopped in his tracks when he saw you.

“Do you wanna explain to me what the fuck all that was?” He was furious.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you pretended to be clueless.

“Why were you flirting with him?” Hands running through his hair in frustration.

“I wasn’t-”

“Don’t you dare try denying it Y/N, I was fucking sat right there the entire time!”

“It’s not nice, is it? Being treated like that,” you admitted.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You rolled your eyes in response.

"That anger and frustration you’re feeling right now, that’s exactly how I feel every time you go out, the rumours and pictures the next day of you and some girl. Every time you refuse to acknowledge that I’m not your sister’s friend but your fucking girlfriend,” 

“I do that to protect you!”

“That’s bullshit Mason, I don't need protection from anyone! Or maybe it’s not that, maybe you’re embarrassed of me that’s why you want to keep me hidden,”

“That’s a fucking lie,”

“Is it though? Then explain to me why you didn’t bring me along with you today, when your other friends were sat there with their girlfriends,”

Mason was silent. And that told you enough.

“I tried really hard to make this work, but it fucking hurts you know,”

“Y/N… please don’t do this,” Mason's voice broke and your heart shattered into a million pieces.

“Don’t make this any harder than it needs to be Mase,” you whispered softly, your lip quivering as tears threatened to escape. With one final look, you walked away before you changed your mind.

The last thing you heard was Mason shouting “fuck" as you got into the taxi and went back to your place.

part two

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Platonic Lies

summary: rúben wants to know if he and Y/N will ever be more then friends.

pairing: rúben dias x reader

genre: angst, fluff

a/n: idk why I'm posting this bc it isn't that good but oh well. any feedback is appreciated <33

➪ can be read as a prequel to monaco memories

Every one of the city players were well aware of how you and Rúben were most definitely more than friends. Your actions spoke for themselves; he would bring you coffee every morning, offer to drive you home after work, those glances that lingered slightly longer than they should and not to mention the endless flirting. Despite all that, you were in constant denial, simply dismissing anyone who would say you're not just friends as the tension in the room grew.

"Is Rúben okay?" you asked John, as you fidgeted with the camera in your hand, pretending to look busy.

"Yeah, why?" He took a sip of water from the bottle as you walked beside him towards the pitch for the afternoon training session with the rest of the team.

"I just haven't seen him in a while," you lied. In fact you had seen Rúben but whenever you tried to talk to him, he would make excuses and walk away. Normally, you two would be inseparable but something's changed. Instead of handing you coffee every morning with his bright smile, he would leave it on your desk. You started to wonder if you did something wrong. He was avoiding you and you needed to find out why.

"I can send him to your office if you want," John winked suggestively, a chuckle escaping his lips.

"Shut up," you laughed, pushing him out onto the pitch as you saw everyone return from their lunch break.

The rest of the afternoon dragged on as you wanted training to end quickly so you were able to clear the air with Rúben. The perfect time to do this was after training, in the changing room, as he was always the last one out. Once everyone else left, you anxiously walked in, wanting answers from him.

"Y/N, what are you doing here?" you took Rúben by surprise, as he was ready to leave with his bag all packed.

"Listen Rúben, I really need to-" you tried to explain before he interrupted you.

"John's waiting for me, I should go," he grabbed his bag and walked straight past you towards the door, refusing to stay.

"He can wait a few more minutes, can we please talk?" You held his hands in an attempt to stop him.

"Have I done something to hurt you? Tell me so I can fix it Rúben, I miss you," your voice barely a whisper.

"You've done nothing wrong but I think it would be better if you stayed away from me.” 

"But we used to be such close friends, why can't we go back to that?" you pleaded.

That struck a nerve.

“Friends, huh?” he laughed sarcastically, letting go of your hands as he clenched his jaw and shook his head, "we're not just friends and you know it." 

“I really like you Y/N, and I know the feeling is mutual but something’s holding you back and I wanna know what,” he whispered as his face inched nearer to yours, lips almost brushing. Taken by surprise, you stumbled backwards and you were against the wall.

“All I can think about is kissing you when I know I shouldn’t,” he confessed in a lowered voice, taking a step towards you so that you were trapped between his body and the wall. 

"Rúben, we can’t, I can’t-” you hesitated as you noticed Rúben’s gaze flicker to your lips.

“Why not?” he ran his thumb lightly across your bottom lip.

“Because we’re colleagues and if we start dating-” you rambled on knowing that it was a pathetic excuse, until you were interrupted by a pair of lips crashing onto yours.

After the brief initial shock, your eyed fluttered shut as you eased into the soft and gentle kiss. You gave up pretending that the feelings you had for Rúben were platonic, because they were far from it. He was right, you did really like him, from the moment you first saw him, if you're finally being honest now. You were just overthinking and overcomplicating things—it's what you do best.

Rúben’s hands travelled down to your waist, gently pressing his body against yours. The hem of your shirt lifted slightly and he rested his hands on the bare skin of your waist. 

“Do you want me to stop?” he breathed, resting his forehead against yours.

Without hesitation, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for another kiss.

“I’ll take that as a no,” he murmurs into your mouth as you both smile into the kiss before you hear a familiar voice.

"Rúben, mate, how long are you—woah, I didn't mean to inter—," he paused for a second, before shouting, "KYLE COME AND SEE THIS."

Embarrassed that you had been caught, you hid your face in the crook of Rúben's neck, a soft laugh escaping the two of you.

“Need to take a picture of this moment, I was starting to think you two would never happen,” John mumbled as he unlocked his phone and took a quick photo.

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[mountsmason]

England Diaries: Arrivals

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summary: you work as a photographer for the england team when they return to camp for the nation's league fixtures

notes: photographer!reader x mason mount (slightly)

a/n: this will be a series based on photos posted by the england social media accounts so hopefully it will be updated regularly.

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[mountsmason]

✎ fics masterlist — by mountsmason ©

feedback is always appreciated, as are likes and reblogs ♡

requests are closed, but if you have a specific idea you'd like to read about, send me an ask and I'll try incorporating it into a fic.

all works are entirely my own. do not copy or repost them on any other platforms. I may consider translations of my work, but message me first.

ʀúʙᴇɴ ᴅɪᴀs (no longer writing for)

PLATONIC LIES

rúben wants to know if you two will ever be more then friends.

MONACO MEMORIES ft. Mason Mount

you travel with your boyfriend Rúben to monaco for the F1 Grand Prix, not knowing that your ex would also be there.

ᴍᴀsᴏɴ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛ

CHRISTMAS ARCHIVES

you and mason share photos on instagram of your first christmas together.

ENGLAND DIARIES ft. England NT — part 1 | part 2

how your instagram would look as the photographer for the England team during the Nations League.

QATAR MEMORIES ft. Rúben Dias | part 0 | part 1 | part 2 | part 3?

rúben breaks up with you but you didn't let it ruin your experience of supporting your national team at the world cup.

TIRING SECRETS — part 1 | part 2

you have secretly been dating Mason but you've had enough so you decide to give him a taste of his own medicine. [requested]

WHISPERED CONFESSIONS (on hold)

you go on holiday with a few friends, and somehow you're sharing a bed with the one person you despise the most.

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CONFLICTING EMOTIONS — series moodboard/aesthetic

     ↳  | part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 |

pairing: antoine griezmann x reader, slightly mason mount x reader

it was the world cup quarter-finals, with your national team England playing against France. So it was less than ideal to have a French boyfriend as it would leave one of you completely dejected.

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[mountsmason]

Whispered Confessions; Part 2

➪ part one

➪ whispered confessions masterlist

pairing: mason mount x reader

a/n: thank you for all the love on the first part, I'm glad so many of you enjoyed reading it. hopefully part 2 was worth the wait even though I have very mixed feelings about it <33

As you set foot into the hotel suite, you first noticed the breathtaking view through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The darkness outside was subsided by the brightly lit skyline, which was reflected onto the calm waves of the sea. You were completely mesmerized by the sight, until a certain voice snapped you back to reality.

"One bed, huh?" Mason chuckled, his voice laced with amusement as he put his suitcase on the side. Your eyes widened when they landed on the only bed in the room, the one you would be sleeping on, the one you would be sharing… with the person you hated the most.

"You have got to be kidding me," you sighed, collapsing onto the edge of the bed whilst rubbing your eyes. You were beyond exhausted to argue with Mason about the sleeping arrangement after the hours of travelling you had to do today.

"If you wanted me in bed darling, you should have just said," Mason shook his head, smirking, as he ran his thumb across his bottom lip. He knew you despised it when he called you darling, but what you hated even more in this moment was what he was implying.

“You seriously think I planned for this to happen? This might be a little hard for you to believe but not everyone is utterly obsessed with you,” you snapped irritatedly, running your fingers through your hair. There was truly no end to his cockiness.

Mason could see the tiredness written across your face and decided it was best to keep this conversation short.

"You'll get there one day," he winked. Your eyes narrowed almost instantly. 'That won't ever happen', you thought whilst shaking your head in denial.

The two of you unpacked your suitcases in a strange but comfortable silence.

"You sleeping on the right side of the bed, yeah?" Mason questioned nonchalantly.

"Uh, yeah," you replied, a little lost for words. It surprised you that he remembered which side you slept on. Why would he bother remembering such a tiny detail about you? Engrossed in your own thoughts, you hadn't noticed Mason leave to have a shower.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Not long after, you heard the bathroom door open and you glanced in that direction. What you did not expect to see was Mason, wearing nothing but low-hanging grey joggers. Your gaze lingered on him for longer than you would like to admit.

"Are you done staring? You've got a bit of drool just there," Mason smirked, whilst gesturing to the corner of his mouth.

"I-I wasn't staring," you hesitated, completely flustered as you wiped away the non-existent drool. He laughed softly, as you dignified his comment by wiping your mouth.

You felt your cheeks heat up whilst fidgeting with the ring on your finger, knowing that you had been caught starting at someone you supposedly hated. To escape from this very embarrassing situation, you quickly grabbed your towel and a random pair of pyjamas before rushing to the bathroom.

Mason had caught you off-guard and your actions proved it.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

The warmth of the water engulfed you as it trailed every inch of your body, leaving no spot untouched. Your muscles relaxed, releasing the tension from your body as your eyes fluttered shut. Your mind wandered to how good Mason looked minutes ago. How you wanted to tug on his wet hair, run your fingers along his defined abs, trace the tattoo on his ribs, and leave hot, wet kisses on his neck. As if you had just processed what you were thinking, your eyes shot open. The feelings you had for Mason were beginning to resurface at the worst possible time. Feelings you had suppressed ever since you felt Mason drifting from you. But you forced them back into the deepest depths of your heart, for Mason would only feel deep hatred for you.

Or so you thought.

On the other side of the door, Mason was sat on his side of the bed, mindlessly scrolling though his phone when he thought of you, naked, in the shower not too far from him. But he shook that thought out of his head. He was finding it more and more difficult to keep up this pretence of hating you.

The two of you believed that getting together was impossible.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

You stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around yourself. After inspecting the pyjamas you grabbed in a hurry, you mentally facepalmed yourself.

They were a pair of overly revealing lace pyjamas. Overwhelmed with excitement for the holiday, you ended up buying expensive pyjamas to treat yourself, something that you regretted immensely. In your defence, you thought you would be having your own room to wear the pyjamas.

A sudden surge of confidence flooded your body when an idea popped into your head. Now was your chance to tease Mason.

The door clicked as you unlocked it and entered the room. There he was, lying down on the left side of the bed whilst on his phone. It didn't take long for Mason's gaze to meet yours, one that remained fixed on you. An unreadable expression on his face as his eyes darkened.

"Are you done staring?" You mocked triumphantly.

"Nope," Mason replied with a tiny shake of his head, popping the 'p'. A corner of his mouth lifted and he drew his lower lip between his teeth as his eyes continued to trail your body, swallowing thickly. Your smirk faded as Mason openly admitted to staring at you and was unbothered about being caught. Your plan had backfired. Instead of making him nervous, it was you who was feeling the nerves. That’s when you wished the ground would open up and swallow you whole.

“Well I say you are, creep,” you blurted out, embarrassed at your not-so-witty remark.

"So much for not being able to stand the sight of me," you added, as you crossed your arms and walked towards the right side of the bed.

"Things change," Mason murmured under his breath, too quiet for you to hear, as his words were muffled by the sound of you shuffling on the bed to make yourself comfortable.

"This, is my side, and that's yours," you clarified as you attempted to create a makeshift divide between the two sides.

"Stay on your side or else I won’t hesitate to push you off the bed," you assured Mason, who laughed amusedly.

"I'd actually like to see you try," he dared, knowing you didn't have the strength to do so.

"Don't tempt me, cause I will," you tried to feign confidence.

"If anything, you'll be the one coming onto my side. I haven't forgotten how you used to make up excuses just to cuddle with me," Mason recalled, thinking back to when you two you were inseparable.

"Says the one who used to randomly show up in the middle of the night cause he couldn't sleep without me," you retorted.

Tension was brewing in the air. Unanswered questions were racing around in your head ever since Mason suddenly decided you were not good enough to be friends with him. You never had the opportunity to ask him about why he changed, until now.

Just as you were about to question Mason, he switched off the bedside lamp and lay on his left side, his back turned to you.

"Goodnight to you too, dickhead," you spoke sarcastically as you lay on your back.

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