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FootballerImaginess Recs 2021

Here are all of the reblogged imagines from the past year, I hope you have found some new writers this year. (I hope all the links work lol). Sadly these writers may have stopped writing which is sad for whatever reason. So please keep supporting writers because they can easily disappear and stop writing. My aim for 2022 is to reblog over 100 imagines this year, show all my support and love to my fellow football writers. Thank you to all the writers mentioned for such amazing fics all year. You are amazing and if nobody tells you that - I am telling you because you deserve to be told. You are incredible, even if you write one imagine a year or so many. You are a writer. I love you all!  Click the read more to see what fics featured, tell me were any of these your favourites!! 

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Who I write for,

Trent Alexander Arnold, Andy Robertson, Virgil Van Dijk, Jordan Henderson, Kostas Tsimikas, Neco Williams, Harvey Elliott, Curtis Jones, Alisson Becker, Dominic Calvert Lewin, John Stones, Dele Alli, Eric Dier, Mason Mount, Declan Rice, Kalvin Phillips, Ben Godfreyy, Callum Wilson, Ben Chilwell, Ruben Loftus Cheek, Jude Bellingham and so many more...

Formula one drivers I write for,

Lewis Hamilton, Daniel Ricciardo, George Russell and Lando Norris!

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So I want to start writing some of your requests again. Last time I wasn't sure but I want to start writing again!

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Favourite passage

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Under the mistletoe

Ah how you love December, the festivities, the warm coffees and hot chocolates, the dark nights when you’re tucked up in your fluffiest blanket laying on the sofa watching all the same films you do every year, but most of all, the decorations.

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At the min it has to be this one because it was from my first ever piece of writing I did around about this time last year…and I’m getting into the festive spirit ☃️🎄

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Favourite story

This is in no means my best or most creative work, but it was one of the first pieces of writing I did on this app & it just kind of holds a special place in my heart seeing how far I’ve come

Rain Kiss 💙

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Favourite part about writing

The feedback I get after posting pieces! I love to know people’s thoughts on the requests and all sorts…whether that’s if you enjoyed reading it or fancy giving me some tips on how I could improve my writing 💛

Writing is also such a calming and relaxing thing to do <3

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💜- top 3 favorite lines

☕️- favorite passage

👻- 2 or 3 sentences from something you haven’t posted yet

😅- a line that made you feel second hand embarrassment

👁- series or oneshots?

💍- your most underrated story

☺️- a line that made you feel a fluffy happiness

😳- your scariest line

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hey, welcome! first kiss with mason mount please ❤️.

Rain Kiss

It was a late Tuesday night as you and Mason strolled through the streets on your way back to your house situated in Central London from another midweek date, but it wasn’t just any old date, it was the third one. You’d always had this rule where you didn’t kiss anyone until at least date number three and tonight it had finally arrived. Mason was hopeful something might come of this evening and knew about your little rule and respected it as you admitted you had gotten into quite a few bad relationships in the past and didn’t want to pressure you into anything.

The two of you hand in hand as you ran, well the best you could in 4 inch heels, to get inside to the warmth as the rain started pouring down and let’s just say yous weren’t dressed appropriately for the classic British weather. All of a sudden you both stopped outside Harrods, laughing as you tried to regain your breath leaning against a wall , and mason took off his jacket and placed it on your bare shoulders giving you a source of heat. It was coated with his posh aftershave which you adored, his iconic musky scent completely covering the dripping coat. “Wish we’d stayed at mine and had a movie night now” Mase said chuckling turning to face you as you agreed, giggling as well. “You know tonight’s a special night” you spoke, just about being able to see through the heavy streaks of rain, “Is that so?” he questioned acting clueless as to the reason “it’s our third date and you know what that means” you replied, “I do indeed” he said coming closer, wrapping his arms around your figure. “Do me the honour of a kiss in the rain...a rain kiss?” you asked as he leaned in, his lips melting onto yours as you shoved your hands around his neck for support. He deepened, what was the most passionate and meaningful kiss you’d ever experienced, before pulling away resting his head against yours. “I’ve been dying to do that since the minute I laid on eyes on you” he openly spoke “Likewise Mr mount” you replied with a smirk as the both of you were still stood in the middle of the famous, quite quiet, London street. “Should we continue this somewhere I won’t be freezing my nose off” he laughed pointing to his rosy red nose, “Aye it’s bloody freezing” you replied agreeing. And with that, you rested your head on his shoulder as you once again began your stroll back to your house

Saw your requests were open again😊 How bout an angsty dom one where he bites your head off while he’s ina bad mood so you give him the silent treatment until he comes around to beg for your forgiveness 🦋

Enjoy the read lovely ♡

“What’s got into you tonight” you giggled, throwing yourself down in the sofa next to him, “take a guess” he huffed, rolling his eyes as he ran a hand through his hair, “we should’ve won that game fair and square and took the three points, their first goal was clearly offside and then that pen was a soft one, not to mention the ref was an absolute joke” he continued, rambling about the Everton defeat today. “Yeah but you played as well as you could” you reassured softly, moving to straddle his waist as he let out a small wince of pain, gripping thigh, “oh not to mention I’ve completely wrecked my hamstring” he harshly spoke as he shifted your body off him with a grunt. “No one can be sure of that yet, just wait till the scan on Tuesday I’m sure it’ll be fine” you said, slightly annoyed by his tone of voice, “god well isn’t it obvious and anyways what do you know you’re not a fucking physio are you” he shouted as you gave him a blank stare, wondering how the hell he had the nerve to talk to you like that. “Look it was ONE loss alright, ONE stupid fucking loss, brush it off and get over yourself Dom because It’s not my fault AND you don’t get to treat me like a piece of shit over a game of football ok!” You said abruptly with a raised voice, getting off the sofa and storming off upstairs as he let out a sigh knowing he was going to be in dog house for a while.

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The rest of the night was spent avoiding him, sitting in the comfort of your own bedroom and wallowing in your own feelings with the office on the Tv trying to bring yourself a bit of laughter, Like all couples, the two of you argued (rarely) about the smallest and daftest of things and not once has it been about football, I mean he’s had worse games than today’s and never lost it with you like that so you had no clue what was going on with him. You were just about to close your eyes when you heard the door open and Dom quietly sneaked into bed next to you, probably hoping you’d just forgotten about the whole thing, as if, but you stayed stubborn, unwrapped his arms that were snaked around your waist and edged your body, that was pressed against his, towards the side of the bed before nodding off to sleep without his touch, which felt strange and you’d be lying if you said you slept well that night.

...the next morning wasn’t much different, your petty side started to show and the silent treatment came out, ignoring his sad little “sorry’s” and the pouty lip, you were even able to resist the simple little neck kisses he placed on you (which was always your weakness), at the end of the day it was the least he deserved and it’s not like you were going to let him off the hook that easily. “I didn’t mean it I swear” he whispered in your ear from behind as you let out a sarcastic laugh, “I was just angry at myself, not you, you’re bloody amazing and I couldn’t wish for a better girl in the world to call mine, I was kicking myself at the fact I said that to you, of course it’s not your fault, I really am sorry” he continued, resting his head on your shoulder, “and I’m going to make it up to you properly” he promised. Letting out a deep sigh, you spun around to look him dead in the eyes, “I know you didn’t mean it but it still hurt” you softly mumbled as he nodded, “I was just trying to comfort you and to be fair I know not the best at that but I didn’t deserved to be talked to like that... however yes I accept your apology but you better take me on the best date of my life” you gently laughed as placed a hand on his heart, “of course, only the best for my girl” he swore as you pulled him in for a kiss ❤️

You danced on the bar

You couldn’t be more excited, you and Dom both loved the clubbing life just never really had time for it with work and all, so when the season end came around, yous were most definitely out on the town together partying till morning with all his teammates and their girlfriends. Dressed in a short-ish skirt and blouse, which pushed your boobs up perfectly, paired with some simple clear heels, Dom wearing a classic tight white shirt and jeans with Air Force’s. He couldn’t take his eyes off you, smothering your face with kisses as you shoved him off complaining that he was ruining your makeup, making him pull a fake pout before giving him one quick peck on the lips and strutting away down the kitchen shaking your ass a little, giving him a tease and letting him know what’s instore for later.

It was a couple of hours later and you had arrived at the club and taken a few shots because come on, it’s not the real clubbing life without a few vodie and cokes to get you started. After a few drinks, cocktails, spirits, beers, you name it, you were off on the dance floor, dragging Dom along with you as you grinded up and down him, him gripping your waist so you’d keep your balance as you tried to “sexy talk” with him but it wasn’t really working out as your sentences came out slurred and followed by a hiccup after every word. At one point you were showing off all your moves, shaking your hips as you and your girls took a go at the karaoke (none of you could sing, but that’s the fun of it isn’t it?), another moment you briefly remember, was having a “tactical throw up”, whatever that meant...I mean even you didn’t know so the chances of everyone knowing was slim, half way through your second cocktail before you went back for more shots, and the last thing you pictured was Dom giving you a piggyback after you were complaining of being “horny and tired” and you legs not working as you finished off your night with a kebab before getting back home and drifting off to sleep.

* The next morning

Wow you woke up feeling rough, but instantly felt better as you spotted the glass of water and paracetamol that was on your bedside table and looked down to see yourself wearing your fav primark pyjamas... god that man was amazing, he even took off your makeup for you and tied your hair in a bun as he knew how you didn’t like to sleep with your hair down, don’t ask you just hated feeling your hair touch your neck and pillow. And as if on que, in walked a rather shattered looking Dom, wearing nothing but his boxers as he crawled back into bed next to you and pulling you in close so you could rest your head on his bare chest, all of a sudden getting half clear flashbacks to last night’s antics. “I didn’t do anything embarrassing or that last night did I?” you questioned, staring up at your boyfriend who now had a large grin placed upon his face, “No no not all” he replied as you let out a loud sigh of relief, “ohhh you mean the part where you danced on the bar?”, he continued as you sat up, turning towards him, your face going red, not believing your actions last night, “shitting hell, bet you didn’t want to be seen with me after that” you said, kind of jokily. “I thought it was quite funny actually, especially the part when you kept pointing me out, letting everyone know I was yours...it was hot” Dom smkrked, leaning in for a kiss as you placed a finger over his mouth, “I still have Vodka breath Lewin, let me brush my teeth then we’ll continue this yeah” you spoke giggling as you walked over to your bathroom, “oh and never let me drink again I’ve got the worst hangover” you sighed, Dom agreeing with you as he felt just as shit 😂

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Ah Arsenal lost 5-0

Cracking

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One with Marcus where you've both got feelings for each other but unaware. You're taking a stroll one day in comfortable silence when Marcus realises you're cold and gives you his jacket as well as his beanie. Fluffyyy

“Glad you came now aren’t you” he laughed, breaking the silence between the pair of you, “I didn’t have a choice” you smiled back as he nodded, knowing full well he practically dragged you out the door complaining about the lack of fresh air you seem to get. “But I guess it is nice to leave the house for once” you sighed, pulling the sleeves of your jumper down to cover your near frozen hands as Marcus caught a quick glimpse, “you’re welcome to come watch the games at Old Trafford any time you know” he nudged back, giving you a wink as a shiver ran up your spine. “I’d like to take you up on that offer Rashford” you beamed back, seeing his face light up, “as long as I get a signed shirt from you-“ you continued before being interrupted by his hand gently gripping your arm to steady you in your tracks. “Wait” he said as you gazed in wonder, watching as he quickly unzipped his Nike puffer jacket and held it out, gesturing for you to put it on, “no no I’m fine hones-“ as he cut you off in a defensive manner, “not taking no for an answer” he sighed as you rolled your eyes, slotting your arms through the coat, instantly feeling the warmth your body had been craving for the last half hour.

“Ah that’s nice” you said in slight relief, sliding your hands into the heated pockets before looking back up into his brown eyes lovingly, “better?” he smiled as you eagerly nodded, “much, thank you” you replied as he reached for his hat before slipping it onto your head, of course having to roll it up a couple times so it fit properly. “Now I must be special if you’re giving me your prized beanie” you joked, pretending to be shocked as he laughed. “It’s the simple things you do that makes me love you Marcus Rashford” you whispered under your breath, kind of hoping he’d heard before you reached for his hand and linked it with yours, “are you not a bit chilly now?” you asked, in guilt of stripping him from his source of heat, “here you can have them back, I’ve warmed up a bit now, honestly I’ll be fine-“

“Y/N I’m alright…hard as nails me, I can live with a little bit cold in the air” he reassured in a giggle, his heart melting as how much you care as you nodded your head before resting it gently on his shoulder ❤️

do u not write anymore? xx

To be honest I haven’t really had the motivation to write recently ♡

& I’ve been busy catching up on a ton of Netflix haha

But I may post a couple imagines tomorrow if you’d all like that?

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Let you down

Pt 1 / Pt 2 / Pt 3 / Pt 4

A faint knock landed on your front door as you quickly jogged to the kitchen to pick up your keys before stumbling over to the passageway where you had one last look in the mirror, fixing those annoying wispy out of place hairs and taking a deep breath while steadying your shaky hand form the nerves. “Oh wow, you look just perfect” he was taken aback by your efforts tonight, “you seem pleasantly surprised” you giggled back as he, being the gentlemen he always is, walked over to open the door of his Mercedes, “I’m just blown away by your beauty” he cheekily winked back before getting in the car himself.

“So where are we off to then” you casually asked, looking out the windows into the summer London night where the sun was just about setting, “ah you’ll see, you’re going to love it” he smiled back as you kip gently nodded, “are you sure, I’m a classy girl you know” you joked back as he laughed, “positive”

Half an hour later and you were at a place you hadn’t seen in a while, a small restaurant that lay by the River Thames, overlooking Tower Bridge, “I never thought I’d see this place again any time soon” you smiled, taking his hand as yous entered the building, “holds many memories here” he smirked before giving his name and being presented to your table. “Where it all began” you sighed, taking a seat as your whole relationship flashed through your mind, the bad times overruled by the good ones, the happy ones, the ones that when whenever you think about them a smile can’t help but automatically form upon your lips.

You soon snapped out of your moment as a waiter came over to take your drinks order, “a pint of strongbow for me please” Ben jumped in as he politely nodded, “and for the lady” the waiter turned to you.

“I’ll have a large white wi-“ you began, dying for a drink of anything as this point, “I’m sure the lady would love a margarita” Ben kindly interrupted, to which you just nodded in agreement, showing an awkward smile to the confused waiter and a glare to your...boyfriend?

“And why would I love a margarita Mr Chilwell?” you narrowed your focus to him as he let out a cocky smirk, “just because, you always did love a cocktail...and there’s a reason to why I ordered it, see if you can work it out”

“I’m too thirsty and hungry to think, let me get my adored margarita down me first and then my brain will start to process things” you giggled as he winked, a little disheartened. “I’ve missed this” you sighed, raising your glass to which he clinked, “what” he smiled back, gazing deeply into your eyes as you giggled, “us together, relaxing and having a drink”

“Yeah not something we do often eh” he said as you hummed in agreement, “and that’s what went wrong for us wasn’t it…” you whispered in a slightly huff, a soft smile on your lips. “I’m sorry-“ he replied, breaking the silence as you shook your head. “I know Ben, I know you are…but i mean it’s all great saying it….but I need you to show me, I need to see that you’re sorry” you stated in confidence as he stiffly nodded. “

I’m not trying to be a bitch Ben or self-centred, nothing like that. And I know not everything’s about me, but I just want to feel like we have a balanced relationship”

“I get that and I’ll hold my hands up and put the blame completely on myself because you’re right, it’s all down to me for breaking our perfect relationship” he sadly spoke.

“By all means go out with the lads, enjoy yourself you know? Fair enough we need time apart from each other because I don’t think we could stand being in one another’s company 24/7. Do you see where I’m coming from?” you replied, spilling your thoughts to him.

“Yeah yeah of course. I acted selfish and I feel like when you ended things I just sort of clicked into realisation of what I was actually losing. I was honestly heartbroken imagining not having you in my life and I couldn’t bare not waking up next to you on a morning or coming home from work and cuddling up to you in the sofa. I just…I hope we can give it another go, things would be different I promise” he said, and you could tell he meant it from the bottom of his heart.

“That’s all I needed to hear Chilwell” you sighed with relief, not thinking twice as your lips gently pressed against his, your mouths moving in sync as an arm comfortably snaked around your waist to pull you closer to him, his beard tickling your chin as you deepened the kiss while his strong cologne stuck to his skin tight white shirt. “And that’s all I needed to taste” he laughed in between your moves colliding to which you couldn’t help but smile into the little kisses he trailed across your jaw. “We should pay the bill and get out of here” you eagerly suggested, “but we haven’t eaten yet” he laughed back, “I’d rather get a takeaway and have a night in instead” you shrugged as he smirked.

He soon payed for your drinks and strolled over to you before yous headed out into the mild London night hand in hand, “follow me” he casually whispered to you as you began following him down the path before taking a seat on a bench beside the lit up Tower Bridge. “For some reason this all seems too familiar” you giggled, not really sure what you were talking about, “would this jog your memory?” he placed a hand on your cheek to which you snuggled into as his lips once again crossed yours, gently and loving.

“I’m getting a sense of-“ you spoke confused, trying to think of the phrase, “deja vu” your other half kindly added as you narrowed your eyes to him, wondering what that little smirk on his face was for…until it all clicked in your head.

“Benjamin James Chilwell you crafty sod…the restaurant, the drinks…oh my god the margarita was my first ever cocktail, I was literally obsessed with them! You’ve went and recreated our first ever date you bloody romantic. Then, this was the place where you told me 3 years ago you were in love with me. I remember us clear as day sat here on our third date in the pelting rain, drenched head to toe and hearing those words fall from your mouth and not believing my luck when you actually asked me to be your girlfriend” you giggled, that butterfly effect rising in your stomach as your head lay to rest on his shoulder.

“Does this prove how sorry I am? I’m so fucking in love with you Y/N” he smiled as you shuffled around, climbing on him, your legs sat either side of him as your arms wrapped lightly around his neck, “and I’m so fucking in love with you”

“I’ll never let you down again I-“

“Promise, I know you do” ❤️

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AHHHHH please let me know what yous thought of this mini series…I have to say I bloody enjoyed writing it ♡