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damiansgoodgirll · 10 months

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Would you write a fic for someone of your choosing (I love ur writing I'd read for anyone istg) where the reader is feeling stressed or upset because of exams and he just comforts her? Maybe after a bad test or smth college is being a bitch rn and I NEED comfort :')

hope you don’t mind this one is with big virgil van dijk!

vvd x reader

stressed out

college was killing you.

you loved studying, but the exams and the few hours you had left for sleeping were going to be the end of you.

you were getting ready for a very important test when you just got the notification that you would have a second test the same day, just in the afternoon.

you felt drained and tired and you were sure you were going to fail both of exams because you couldn’t concentrate anymore.

tears started welling up in your eyes and you did your best to keep it silent because you knew your boyfriend was downstairs taking a nap on your couch and you didn’t want to wake him up, knowing how stressed he was from the league and all of the football matches.

but you couldn’t help to get anxious and a few sobs escaped your lips.

virgil was awake and was making you a tea when he heard you. he knew how stressed you had been in this period and it was pained him seeing how tired you were and how he couldn’t do nothing to help you.

he decided it was the best time for visiting you with his delicious tea.

you heard a knock on the door and immediately knew who it was.

“can i come in baby?” he asked you.

“ehm…just one second please” you said, wiping your tears away “come in…”

when he saw your face his heart broke. your look was tired and your eyes were all red and puffy.

“hey baby…” he sat down on the bed next to you and gently laid the cup of tea on your nightstand “i made you some tea” he smiled.

“thank you” you tried to smile but you were too tired.

“why don’t you take a break love? i can see how tired you are…” he suggested taking your hands in his bigger ones.

“what? no-no i can’t…” you started rambling “i just found out that i have two exams tomorrow, not one, two! i can’t take a break virgil…i need to be ready for tomorrow and…” he cut you off when you felt his hand caressing your cheek.

“easy love, take it easy…you’re over working yourself and that’s not healthy at all…i know who this is important to you but you’re not taking care of you and i’m worried…” he looked straight into your eyes and that was enough to make you cry once again.

he helped you between his legs, letting you cry all of your tears while his hands stroke your back.

“it’s okay love, let it all out, you’re okay…” he whispered.

“i’m not okay…i’m so fucking stressed about these exams that i know i’m going to fail both…i just, god, what was i thinking when i decided to go to college? i just - i’m so tired virgil i can’t even keep my eyes open and in less than 14 hours i have a very important test to do…” you kept crying, more like a desperate cry.

“hey hey hey it’s okay…i know you’re stressed baby, i know…but i also know you’re smart and a badass and that you won’t fail the exams…you just need to rest a bit and when you’ll be rested you’ll feel like studying again” he said “you can’t overwork yourself like this and not taking care of yourself…”

“i know…” you wiped your tears away and looked at him in the eyes.

“now… why don’t you drink this delicious tea i made for you and sleep a bit? i’ll cook dinner for us and when you’ll be hydrated you’ll keep studying okay?” he reasoned and you couldn’t help but agree with him.

“can you stay here with me? for a bit?” you asked him.

“of course baby…” he laid on the bed next to you. you drank all of the tea he made and that helped you calming you down. he then went to stroke your hair, helping you relax and fall asleep.

you drifted to sleep only a few minutes later.

virgil stood next to you all the time, making sure you kept sleeping and that you felt relaxed, all he wanted was to help you but little did he know he’s been helping you the moment you met.

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whorekneecentral · 1 year

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Girl I need some more VVD smut lol

I’m in neeeeed of some big daddy virg! Preferably him being away from home due to international matches and coming home to fuck you mindlessly because of how much he missed you and those sexts/nudes you sent him while he was away just the tip of the iceberg of setting off that big daddy virg energy 🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠

you get me, you soooo get me !!!!!

Internationals were killing him. Virg felt like he had been away for a million years despite it only being a week.

He missed you; your smile, your voice, your smell, your touch - he just missed you.

The first few days were okay, match days kept him busy but it was the time in between that was killing him. You never bugged him on game days, a sweet text and a FaceTime kiss to wish your captian luck before you left him to prep for the games. On his off days, that was when you caused trouble.

You had been sending him these messages; detailed, filthy, photos and videos attached just incase your vivid description wasn't enough.

Virgil was losing his mind. No one was as ready as he was to get off the bus and back home to you.

The house was quiet as he ventured down the hallway towards the bedroom. He could see the light from the lamp next to the bed through the slightly opened door.

He couldn’t miss the way his name fell past your lips.

Maybe you were dreaming.

Virgil peeks into the room; you were definitely awake. Head tossed back on the pillows, his sweater on you and your hand down your panties. You were clearly getting rid of today's stress.

He steps into the bedroom quietly, leaning on the wall by the door and watches you. Your eyes closed and you’ve got two fingers in you. He smiles to himself, watching as you curl them, trying to mimic the way he does it.

“Fuck,” you breathe, back arched off the bed. It can’t possibly be that good, he thinks to himself.

“Virg, please,” the words tumble past your lips and he can’t stop himself.

“Need something ?” He asks. Your eyes open and you're looking at him, hand still moving slowly. "You're home," you smiled.

"I am." He walked over, joining you by the bed.

He had settled between your legs, one hand roaming your bare thigh as you pulled him down by his chain to kiss him. Your husband lets you kiss him, pushing against you and your back arches just a bit, Virgil managing to pull your shirt up.

You mumble a no when he pulls away, moving to kiss down your neck and chest, finding his way along your stomach to between your legs. Virgil leaves a few marks and kisses along the inside of your thigh, his arm hooked under your thighs, hands on your hips and fingers trailing along the hem of your panties.

“Virg,” you mumble, closing your thighs to get his attention.

He pushes them open, “what ?” He looks up at you.

You hum, “do something.”

You fall back onto the mattress, Virgil’s thumb rubs slow circles over your clit. “Fuck,” you breathe, hips bucking for more.

He doesn’t give you, just reminds you; “ask nicely.”

If you wanted him, and you really did, you had to do what he said no matter how much you wanted to give him attitude and tell him no. “Please, Virg - I need it.”

“You can do better than that.”

“Please, you’re so unfair, need you so bad.” you hum. “Come on, please, please.”

Virg looks up at you, a smile on his face. He's absolutely sure he felt his cock twitch in his shorts, “god, okay yeah.” He says, getting up to get undressed. You follow him, pulling off the very little clothes that remained before you got back on the bed.

You didn’t make it very far, Virgil pulled you to the edge of the bed by your legs and he settled between your legs; one pulled over his shoulder and the other around his hip.

Virgil lets you take him little by little, pulling out almost all the way each time before finally pushing into you all the way. He's in charge and you both know it, letting him set the pace; slow and steady and it was driving you insane.

“Virg baby, come on.” Your hand reaches to rest on his hand that’s on your hip. “Need more.”

“Do you?” He hums, moving a little faster.

You know giving him attitude won’t help but you can’t help but roll your eyes, “more than that.”

“Needy,” he calls, pulling you closer by your legs.

Finally, you get what you want, Virgil's hips hitting the back of your thighs, he leans over you and your arms are pinned about your head, both legs up on his shoulders now. The angle was enough to push you over the edge but he didn’t care.

“Please-” you tried to wiggle your hands loose but he didn’t budge.

“What’s wrong baby?” he asks, mockingly, “isn't this what you wanted?”

“It is, but-” your head tosses back, back arched when he hits the spot he was looking for.

“Oh,” he coos, smiling at you. “Is my baby so fucked out, she can’t even tell me what she wants?” His thrusts are sloppy, you knew he was just as close as you were.

#this ran from me loool #virgil van dijk #virgil van dijk x reader #virgil van dijk smut

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stormoflina · 6 months

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My 2 cents about the new Santa video, because today I just can't stop, won't stop with the posts:

- Living for the Curtis&Virg duo, they are both so funny

- Curtis' Santa hat🫶

- Joel knows that the bigger the better, so of course he is going with VVD (i'm sorry, i will walk myself out)

- Robbo is so effortlessly funny. The way he was so offended the cards were blank too 😭

- THE HAIRY EIGHT. Naaaah😭 I just know they are bullying him for his hairy ass legs

- Also, Curtis, brother, you are not sleek at all, just having to tell the whole internet that you were at Dom's house. And tea too, like yeah, sure you have been TELLING him to have the tea, sure sure, we get it, you guys talk. ( btw, I would happily take the pillow if Domi doesn't want it.☺️

- Curtis saying that the baby would be scared of the Virg pillow 😭😭

- The way Endo says captain is soooo pleasing, I literally played that part back so many times

- Trent putting aside his plate so he can take the gifts, now that's the energy I need.

- Btw, you can tell who the princesses are in the team, receiving so many gifts

- the Robbo calendar😭😭😭 "now, that's going above the bed"😭😭😭😭😭

- Virg, looking at that pic of Curtis "what were you thinking back then" PLEASE 😭

- Macca is a savage actually

- Testing if it fits under the mate, priorities

- HOW CUTE IS CODY AND HIS DOG

- Ibou is so soft actually, like he has the best vibes, like I want him ??? The hug he gave Dom?? Uhm, sorry, but where do I apply for one of those??

- Ibou getting mad that he had to pick one gift, when Domi is standing there blinged out with news robe and mug and Trent's whole table were covered with his gifts😭😭

Kudos to the social media team, they have been killing it recently!

#lfc #curtis jones #virgil van dijk #andy robertson #trent alexander arnold #dominik szoboszlai #alexis mac allister #ibrahima konate

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jsprnt · 3 months

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Healing Hearts PT. 19 | Virgil van Dijk

Would a fresh start bring you more than just a new job?

A/N: AHHH babes, we're done with the story!! Thank you all so much for taking the time to read something I put a lot of time and energy into. Hopefully this story met your expectations when you first started reading! It's going to be weird to be done with this story, but don't worry! My (VVD, other Liverpool players as well) requests are definitely open. Please don't hesitate and send me a request if you want. Again thank you so much for reading. Love you all and stay healthy! <3

W/C: 2.878

Summary: Y/N L/N is a very skilled and praised physiotherapist. A certain event pushing her for a fresh start, as a physiotherapist for Liverpool FC. One question always being in the back of her mind: Will she be able to let go of her past and allow herself to experience new things?

"It is weird, especially since we worked together for three almost four years on the same team." I say, my arms crossed in front of me as I talk to Ten Hag.

He'd pulled me aside after the match, hugging me warmly after noticing me walk back from the team's changing room.

Liverpool had just drawn against Manchester United, a underwhelming game after all of us had grown confidence about winning easily. That was the thing about football, it could go any way- no matter how much you train and prepare.

"We could work together again, if you accept my offer." He says, placing his hand on my shoulder.

I laugh, raising my brows at the sudden comment.

"You know my salary has gotten much higher than when I was at Ajax!" I joke, smile on my face as he laughs.

I could only decline his offer with a joke. In the past when I got a job offer by a rival team than of the one I worked for I didn't really care about the rivalry. It was just work to me. Yes, of course I grew close to players and staff, but it wasn't a factor which I let affect my career choices.

But Liverpool FC was different, nothing close to the bonds I formed in my former work environments. It was a community, a family even. The relationships I had with the players and staff were incomparable to what I had experienced in the past. Adding to this, I didn't really like the vibe the team gave, especially certain players.

So joining a rival team- Manchester United was definitely a 'no' for me.

"If it's you and your expertise- I could easily make sure you'd join our physio team and be paid handsomely."

"Very flattering, but I think-especially now, I'm very happy with my choice."

"Stubborn as always, makes me remember when you insisted the injury time of players could be shortened if we went by your methods."

"I was right every single time though!"

"That's why I'm not going to push this any further. I'm sure you have a good reason."

I feel a sudden presence behind me, turning my head to meet Virgil who had just walked out of the press corner. His expression looking a bit irritated.

"There's our Dutch captain!" Ten Hag exclaims, the men giving each other a handshake and hug.

"Needed to hear what you're convincing my girlfriend to do." He jokes, pearly teeth showing as he smiles.

"Right, my wife told me about you two, you two fit together very well." He compliments, pointing to us.

"Oh how's Bianca? I miss gossiping with her." I say, asking about his wife.

"She's alright, adjusting to life in Manchester still. You know those two didn't stop talking from the second they saw each other until they left each others side." He says to Virgil.

"Being a baby physio was boring at times!" I shrug, defending myself. Feeling Virgil's arms wrap around my shoulder as he chuckles.

The conversation ends a couple minutes later, Virgil and me getting in my car.

"What did he talk to you about?" He asks as I start the car.

"Old times, tried to convince me to join his team." I laugh, grinning at the thought.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, but I denied. I don't like some of their players- give me weird vibes." I say, glancing at his confused expression.

"You know who I'm talking about, the punchable looking one, he looks like a super villain." I add, focusing on the road.

"The one with the abuse allegations- Antony, like why haven't they thrown the fucker out yet?" I say, voicing my dislike as my grip on the steering wheel gets tighter.

"Isn't a very easy process, but it's definitely overdue." He says, his hand on my thigh as if to calm me down.

"Exactly.."

I reread my sleepily written e-mail to my lawyer for the hundredth time it feels like. Adding a comma here and there as I feel like my screen is fogging and blurring up. I had finally requested a restraining order against the man who broke into my home, the police finally starting to finalize the charges against him at my request.

He'd thankfully confessed about being ordered by Theo to break in. For now, I could only get a restraining order against the intruder, as getting one for Theo wasn't actually possible due to us living in different countries. I was satisfied as long as he could be charged in any way possible. Then I could finally be at peace.

I finally press the 'send' button, sighing as I lean my head back against the bus seat. Alerting Virgil of my annoyance. We'd been returning from the match against Burnley, the last before some time off until the new year.

He grabs my phone out of my hand, shaking his head at my protest. His hand coming to rest on my jaw, and I look at him, trying to make out his expression in the dim lights of the bus.

"Sleep, you've been up since six this morning. It's like nine thirty." He whispered, taking note of the fact that half of the players had already passed out. Journeys on the bus made everyone sleepy, whether it was being tired after an intense match, or the fact that the bus rocked just enough to make you fall asleep.

I feel him guide my head onto his shoulder, his arms wrapping around me as a content sigh leaves his lips. I don't protest, letting my body relax as my eyes grow heavy. Fatigue washing over me as I slip into a peaceful sleep. The last I remember being the feeling of soft kisses on the top of my head.

I’m nudged awake maybe an hour or two later, feeling confused and disoriented as I open my eyes. I'm not in the team bus anymore, but in Virgil's car. My eyes darting around to see that we were parked the driveway of his home.

"What? Where- how did I get here?" I ask, my eyes moving from Virgil's form to the windows. Rubbing my eyes tiredly, not even caring about smudging all my mascara anymore. Probably because it was already smudged.

"I carried you out of the bus into my car, your bag is in the backseat." He says nonchalantly, shrugging as he pulls the keys out of the ignition.

"Seriously? You couldn't wake me up? Instead, you put on a show?" I ask, closing my eyes as I cringe, imaging the situation.

"You sleep like the dead my love." He says, leaning forward to plant a kiss on my forehead before stepping out of the car. I sigh, unbuckling myself before I watch him open my door. Then he goes to collect our bags from the backseat.

"Come on, let's go inside." He ushers, making me step out of the car. I follow him, punching in his code before we both step into the home. I immediately make a beeline to the sofa, throwing myself onto it. A sigh leaving my mouth as I shift to get comfortable, grabbing the cushions to rest my head on them.

"Hey, get up if you sleep again you'll stay awake all night. Your sleep schedule is going get messed up." Virgil says, coming to shake me awake, making me groan in protest.

"I'm just resting my eyes.." I mumble, knowing damn well I'd already be fully asleep if he didn't shake me.

"That's what you say every time, then you fall asleep." He accuses, making me sit up straight.

"Did you pack your suitcase already?" He adds, sitting next to me.

"Of course- but say, do you have any space left in your suitcase?" I ask, my eyes snapping open.

"I do, why? Is yours full- did you exceed the weight limit? We have like 32 kilograms of allowance, are you serious?" He asks, looking at me shocked.

"You see, heels are pretty heavy and you definitely won't bring 32 kilograms right?" I begin, grinning sheepishly at him before he grabs me, shaking me playfully.

"Alright, you can give me some of your stuff."

"Is this good? You don't want it to be too tight on your head." Virgil asks, his hands adjusting the buckle of my pink helmet as I hold his gloves in my hand and support both of the snowboards with my arm.

I raise my hand, fidgeting with the buckle myself, before look at him with a smile.

"Feels alright, here." I say, handing him the gloves. Watching him put them on, my eyes flickering over the white piste. Since we'd wrapped up the last game of 2023, and finished top of the table. The both of us decided to go on a little ski resort trip in eastern France.

"Ready?" He asks, looking at me as he grabs his board.

I nod, starting to follow him.

"Will you help me get up when I fall?"

He looks at me, my reflection starting back at me through his goggles.

"I thought you were a pro?" He asks, showing me his heart-throbbing smile.

"I have experience but not a pro. Last time I skied or snowboarded- I was like twenty-two." I defended myself, jogging slightly to catch up with him.

He hums, starting to look ahead as we walk up to the ski lift.

"Hey, staying close to me will also minimize your change of getting injured." I add.

"Why? Are you the injury prevention whisperer?"

"No, but I can heal them.."

"I can still feel my legs burn. I forgot how much it hurts.." I complain, jumping into the hotel room bed after showering and pulling the blanket on my body. At least dinner was insanely delicious.

"I'm actually freezing." I say, the iron supplements I was prescribed didn't work at all. Definitely because, when I took them in the morning, I'd throw them up an hour later. I had to revisit the doctor for a lower dosage when we got back.

"Getting in bed already?" Virgil asks, turning on the heating before walking up to me.

I yawn as if on cue, lying on my stomach as I feel the bed dip, making me shift towards him. Bringing my hand up to the side of his face. I caress his cheekbone, my cheek squished against the fluffy pillow.

"You had fun right?" He asks, pulling me closer.

"I did, well after the third time I fell on my ass.." I joke, soft chuckle leaving my lips as I trace the top of his lips with my thumb.

"You'll like it more tomorrow, since you got used to the feeling again." He replies, the collar of shirt moving as he shifts, revealing his collarbone.

I don't respond, my thumb hovering over his lip as my eyes flicker to his, the silence of the night surrounding us.

My heart thumps in my chest, eyes roaming on his features as my palm rests on his jaw.

"You know babe-" he begins, making me return my attention back to eyes. Raising my eyebrows slightly as if to urge him to continue.

"-everything you said could be understood as an innuendo."

My face forms to that of disbelief, recalling my words before groaning in annoyance.

"Why- would you ruin the moment like this?" I exclaim, honestly trying hard to contain a laugh, starting to get up, trying to remove my hand off his jaw, but he grabs my wrist again.

He pulls me closer my chest hitting his, placing my hand back on his jaw, peppering soft kisses on my palm as he murmurs soft apologies.

"I had to say it." He chuckles, his hand still holding onto my wrist. His chest vibrating against mine.

A sudden blasting of my ringtone makes me jump slightly, a gasp leaving my lips as my eyes widen.

"Scared the crap out of me.."

I try to get up, remembering I left it on the sofa, but I'm pulled back again. My wrist still in his hold, though not being painful.

"Stay, get it later.." He whispers lowly, voice deeper as he stares it my eyes. I lower my hand, tracing his jawline, hearing him take in a rushed breath. I ghost my fingers on his skin, trailing my hand down to his collarbone before tracing it.

His grip suddenly returns to my wrist, guiding my hand onto his chest, right on top of his heart. The quick heartbeat thumping underneath my palm.

"You're making it hard to resist- you know that?"

"Open the link I sent you? Right now!" Jul shouts through my phone speaker, making me frown in curiosity as I click the link. It taking me to a news article.

"Dutch Billionaire family caught in fraud and embezzlement scheme."

"What the fuck!" I exclaim, my eyes roaming around the article to understand what had happened. Freezing as I see a picture of Theo handcuffed as multiple police officers escort him.

I feel a sudden rush of adrenaline flow through me. I sit up straight from the sofa, unfolding my legs. Blinking at the screen in front of me.

This is was all I needed.

"Would laughing at this be inappropriate?" I ask Jul, switching to FaceTime again as a laugh threatens to fall from my lip.

"Laugh all you want girl, this is the karma you wished for."

"If I was back home in The Netherlands I'd be lighting fireworks with the teenagers of my neighborhood." I laugh, taking a sip of my drink.

It was New Year's Eve, Virgil and me going out to celebrate with the other teammates. Monet and her boyfriend also flying over to celebrate with us. We weren't drinking at all. Or at least Virgil and the rest of the players. Me deciding to not drink for moral support. Drinking did not bring the fun, however company did and it was great. Besides, the ice-cold virgin mojito with Red Bull I was drinking was enough to keep me up all night.

I feel Virgil's hold on my waist tighten, his lips on my shoulder as we both sway to the music in the club.

"This is better though.."

I remove his hands from my waist, turning and facing him as I wrap my arms around his neck instead.

"You know, new years isn't usually a happy time for me. I used to get so sad when the clock ticked twelve, like it made me emotional. I regretted every single thing I did that year. But this time it feels different.." I confess, running my fingers up and down his nape as he kisses my cheek.

"In a good way?" He asks, his thumb holding up my chin.

"Yeah, I feel good. I think I'm finally feeling positive of the year I had. It was definitely rough at times, and you've been amazing support, but I think the changes I've made lead me to the best outcome of my life."

"That is?"

"Moving here, to Liverpool. Joining the club, meeting you.."

"Yeah, I'm a part of that 'best outcome'?"

"Of course you are. I've never said it directly, but you've been the best companion I've made this year. So really, thank you for everything..." I continue, the sweet words falling off my tongue in a delicate manner.

I watch a smug expression form on his face, but his brown eyes are sweet, like dark molasses.

"Could say the exact same thing about you my love. You've been the best doctor, lover and support. Everything I could have ever dreamed of. You're amazing in every single way, I can't even begin to count all the times you've motivated to keep me going." He tells me, his other hand on the small of my back as he leans in to kiss me.

"So sweet." I mumble in between kisses, pulling him closer by his collar. The sudden shout of everybody starting to count from ten making me pull away as I admire the lights flashing. I grab onto Virgil's bigger hand, squeezing it as we all start counting down.

"Five!"

"Four!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

I hold my breath for a moment, feeling Virgil's hand on my jaw as he pulls me in. Our lips crashing together, the cheering of "happy new year!" loud and clear as our eyes flutter shut. The taste addicting as I reach up to hold onto his bicep. We get lost in the moment, not even pulling away to breathe as we lose ourselves in the sensation.

"Happy New Year, my love."

No, this would be my fresh start.

#virgil van dijk fanfiction #virgilvandijkimagines #virgil van dijk #virgilvandijk #vandijk #liverpoolfc #football #football fanfic #football imagines #liverpoolimagines #liverpool fanfic #virgil van dijk x reader #virgil x reader #footballer x reader #football imagine

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formulalfc · 4 months

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I was watching the old hot or not episode where vvd exposed ibou for always sending voice notes and being loud bc of it in the locker room 😂 would you write one where he’s always on the phone with you and gets teased by the rest when they catch him using petnames etc? I love your ibou rambles 💓

thank you so much lovely <3

he's always calling you after training to tell you he's on his way home and usually he gets away with it and manages to call you before all the other boys get in to the locker room. but sometimes he's later in and has to call you in front of them, and they're pissing themselves cause he's so so sweet with you and talking so softly. being all like "i'll be home soon baby, can't wait to see your pretty face, i love you" and the lads are just wheezing cause who knew ibou was like so mega in love with you. most of the time its like trent and dom getting at him and so he's just like calling them jealous cause they don't have girlfriends. but when it's all the guys going at him for it he just takes it cause yeah he's like embarrassingly in love with you and he owns it. he loves your post-training calls too much to ever think about giving them up just cause the lads think he's whipped.

inbox is open send me some ramble requests <3

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azulera · 5 months

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“jarell quansah is so good he’s like if vvd and joel had a baby” ok and what if they did

#we are not called loverpool for nothing #jarell quansah #virgil van dijk #joel matip #liverpool fc

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lfc21 · 2 years

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can i pleaaaaase get prompt 5 from the new list for VVD🥺🥺🫶🏼

I wouldnt change it for the world

A baby girl arrives and just like that everything changes. The world gets bigger, heart grows fuller and life means more because she's in it. Having a baby is like falling in love again, both with you and your husband. Sometimes all it takes is a little hand reaching for yours, to remind you that these are, without a doubt, the best years of your life.

Virgil and you had a love for one another in which set everything else apart. You had his heart wrapped around yours with love, romance and joy. At the end of everything you both knew it was the other one you would be sleeping against or looking for in a crowded room, you both knew it was forever. In a 100 lifetimes and a 100 stories virgil would be your one, your life, your laughter and your love.

Your hand was pressed into the warm flesh of Virgil's palm. Your mind was filled with nothing but contentment at the recent events, your life had changed and there wasn't a cloud in the sky you would of moved to change any part of what happened in that very day. Your mind fell onto the face of your loving husband in the cold bleak drive.

"Where home" you softly whispered to him as he turned the car off and simply looked at the large house you had named paradise. His eyes where tired and worn out from last night but his heart was over ran by immense feelings of joy and excitement.

"Where home baby" virgil replied back to you in the same soft manner, his hand felt yours yet tighter letting you know he was there. This was the moment. The moments you ached for, waited for and prayed for. This was life. "Come on" he added with a huge smile as he pushed open the car door and let a sweeping weight of cold air into the car. You pushed open your door and felt the rush of bleak weather on your body, as you walked over to the front door. You turned around seeing the one thing which ment the most to you. Your husband and your baby girl.

"Oh my god" you mumbled as you felt a rush of emotions you couldn't stop feeling since last night. Virgil was ready to be a dad, he was ready to step up and be the power of force for his baby girl to protect her in everything, but you doubted yourself. You doubted the idea of you becoming a good mother, until today. The moment you looked your baby in the eyes you knew there wasn't a change you would take to take away the already huge ever lasting amount of love away from you.

"You gushing over me or the baby?" Virgil sarcastically asked with a laugh as he gently rested the car seat down on the floor until fishing in his pocket for the keys.

"Very funny" you dryly replied back not being able to hold back the laughter in which fell from your mouth. Virgil threw you the shiny sliver keys until lifting the small car seat back in his hands aswell as the hospital bag. As soon as the door opened your dog came flying out with no sence of safety in her minds.

"Baby hang on" virgil warned you as he rushed into the front door protecting the car seat from the excited dog beneath him. You slowly tried to lean down in order to pick her up but simply winsing at the pain in your lower stomach was your only outcome. Virgil quickly turned round before noticing you had done the one thing he knew you would of - tried to hard and end up hurting yourself.

"I'm fine" you mumbled offering him a small smile in order to make him feel slightly at ease with you picking up your dog. Your small pomeranian intensely looked up at you until realising there was something very off. You and your dog where practically inseparable and when you became pregnant she was the one beside you through thick and thin, protecting the baby and making sure Virgil was doing his job.

"She knows" virgil said with a laugh as he slowly walked towards you both with a smile, his arm snaked around your shoulders whilst leaning his head on your small shoulder.

"She does" you replied back as you kissed her small face until giving her gently to Virgil. Deep down your husband knew just how much you loved your dog and at the end of everything he would always come last against the four legged friend. You walked over to your sleeping baby in the car seat, admiring her delicate beauties she was already portraying. "Are you ready to meet your sister baby girl?" You whispered to her as she gently woke up as you lifted her out of her cage of comfort. You gently walked over to virgil and your dog as her eyes became much more wide as the dancing lights became more clear in her mind. Your dog admired the small wrapped up bundle of joy until resting her head delicately next to your babys head across yours and Virgil's arms.

"I think there already best friends" your husband said to you with a smile causing a small tear to roll down your red cheeks at the words in which he spoke to you. His lips came softly onto your forehead as he gently pushed away the hair decorating the side of your face.

The day was falling into place, your baby girl came into the forever home you and virgil made every one of your milestones in. Your body was exhausted since yesterday but you couldn't allow yourself to let your eyes shut and avoid yourself from not witnessing your baby girl grow. Your arm rested into the cot of your baby girl as your fingers delicately strocked up and down her small stomach. Her eyes where locked shut, in a world of peace and paradise. As her dreams fell into place yours eyes started to rest close. You felt as peace with your outcome of love. Before you knew it you where indulged in your own sleep in a place where you had no exhaustion and pain in places you never thought you would have.

"Oh mate I know she was so great thou-" virgil said to Jordan over the phone until stopping abruptly at the door. His face turned into a smile at the sight infront of him, his two girls in a world of there own. This is what he wanted. "I'm going to have to go lad speak to you later" virgil whispered down the phone in a complete passion of rush as he rested his phone down and walked around your large bed. You felt a dip in the bed beside you as your eyes fluttered open.

"Virg" you mumbled as you turned over to wriggle closer into his chest. You knew it was virgil getting into bed, his smell fell into your nose and sent your sences into a comfortable state. His hand came around your head as his lips fell onto your hair whilst he watched you and his baby girl.

"I'm so proud of you" he said to you when he thought you where asleep again. His fingers still danced through your hair and your baby girl was still in a world of peace. "I wouldnt change it for the world" he added until allowing himself to finally fall into a state of sleep whilst he had both his girls around him. This was your family.

I really hope you enjoyed this! This is my 2nd outcome of the title requests which I am really enjoying writing. Remeber all my title request imagines will be located in a separate masterlist (HERE) which can also be found in my main masterlist at the top. Please leave feedback and comments as it is greatly appreciated. 🙏 @prettylittletrent @cornertakenquicklyyyy @trentsko @trentshoe @trentalexanderarnold @robbo38 @robbothegoat @kostasstsimikass @chelseamount @chloereddy @hnrfc @tsimikas2l @avenirdelight @blueathens @jordanhendersunshine @mrs-henderson @thatonesexycancerian @henderson1truelover @nyctophilic0vitnir @peekapeaches @tsimikxs @tsimikostas @trentalexarnofan @leddows @moneymasnn @superkittywonderland @virgilvandxjk @virgilvandickmedown

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