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#𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐑𝐚𝐨𝐬 β†’ arc i
m1dfielder Β· 5 months
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❛ we’re still friends, right? ❜ // platonic sentence starters // @skipperxander
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Brows furrow, looking over at the other as he works at pulling the rest of his shirt down from where they stood in the locker room. Jo had some idea where that came from though he hadn't done anything to show that would change much. Some little arguments happened, Jo was just trying to show him how he thought the pass and play should go. That was all. So, the shorter blond nods his head as he full turns towards the other. "Ja, of course." Still shifting mostly to English as he knew the other didn't have a grasp on Germany much yet. "That wasn't going to change anything, Xander. Did you think it would?"
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m1dfielder Β· 5 months
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❛ i like being alone but i’d rather be alone with you. ❜ from davina. πŸ₯² Okay no more memes for a bit. I just felt like sending him one cause I don't think I sent him one from vina. // platonic sentence starters // @hellgiven
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His smile is soft, sitting beside her as his arm drapes over her shoulders. They had gotten closer since she moved here, some moments awkward compared to others but in the end it had brought them here. It had made them closer. He can't help but pull her to him, just bringing her a bit closer in the process as they sat together. The movie on the tv in front of them is nothing but background noise at this point. At least to him. "So you don't want to be alone." He says, looking down at her as blue eyes meet her gaze while she looks up at him. "But you only want that to be with me?" He asks, his eyes never leaving her's as he speaks with the smile remaining.
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m1dfielder Β· 5 months
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48 // spotify wrapped - Wieder 2015 by Kontra K // @g0atkeeper
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He'd been distracted at practice, that much was obvious. Well, maybe to some. He wasn't sure how obvious it was because he did his best to mask it. But of course nothing seemed to get by Alex. That man knew him far too well, his last break up getting to him just a bit more than he wanted it to. He looks up briefly at the taller blond as he sat at his locker and back down at the floor between his feet. "What's the point of an empty house and a good job?"
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m1dfielder Β· 5 months
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78 // spotify wrapped - Auf & Ab by Montez // @hellgiven
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He was nervous even thinking about bringing up this topic or at least letting her know how he felt, what he wanted. But they were on the same page weren't they? He hoped so, that was the feeling he had and if this was where things changed then he would understand. Jaw tensed, looking down and away before blue eyes fall back on her. "I want you to wake up next to me." It didn't have to be anything more than that, he just wanted to wake up and see her there with him.
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m1dfielder Β· 5 months
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❛ you can come over any time. it’s not a problem. ❜ (from sofia) // platonic sentence starters // @heartsbreaking
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A small smile starts to tug at his lips, arms crossing as he starts to nod. "Sehr nett." He says, blue eyes looking over at her. "I can say the same. I mean we all are in this together, right?" He looks over at the dog by her side. "And I mean I can't say no when I can hang out with her too." His grin grows just a bit, after all who didn't love dogs? "She also can come over too. And if you need someone to watch her, aside from Andrei of course. How do I get in line ahead of him?"
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m1dfielder Β· 5 months
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❛ don’t make me regret giving you the aux cord. ❜ (from raffi) // platonic sentence starters // @heartsbreaking
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Was he about to test that? Push the limit to see if that would work? The grin on his lips might suggest it. "You don't trust me?" Jo replies as he sits back in the passenger seat, his thumb moving across the phone screen as he looks for something to put on. His gaze never leaves the it as he scrolls through Spotify until he finally settles on something, maybe lulling her into a false sense of security as he puts on a song he thinks the both of them will enjoy. "Was that so bad?"
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m1dfielder Β· 5 months
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❛ here’s a spare key so you don’t have to keep coming in through the window. ❜ ( from alex CAUSE NO PLS. i didn't see this one earlier and it's funny. like he KNOWS. ) // platonic sentence starters // @g0atkeeper
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Jo froze, standing there in the locker room as he on instinct holds out his hand as the older man drops a key into it. Blue eyes look down at the silver object in his hands, his jaw tensing as he doesn't look up. He thought they were being discreet, how did Alex know? Hell, what was he supposed to say now? Thank you? No, that didn't feel right at all. "....Uh, I don't know what you're talking about." He half mumbles, playing dumb may not have been the better option but it was the the best that had come to mind in the moment. Though, Jo wasn't handing over the key at the same time either.
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m1dfielder Β· 5 months
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❛ i can always count on you. ❜ // platonic sentence starters // @g0atkeeper
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A grin tugs at the younger blond's lips as he looks up to the other. "NatΓΌrlich." He answers, the tone a little smug sounding. "But I also know I can make things more difficult for you...on the pitch." Jo chuckles just a bit. "I can't help it, that's just who I am. You accept that though, I know that."
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m1dfielder Β· 5 months
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❛ alright, who am i beating up? ❜ // platonic sentence starters // @mcmorare
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Head turns, looking towards the other. No doubt she saw how angry he had been but it had been his own doing. Jo and his temper on the field, his desire to play so intense that it could get him in trouble like it did today. "Oh....uh, myself I guess." He shrugs, his hand lifting to scratch at the back of sweat soaked neck. "I did this."
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m1dfielder Β· 1 month
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❛  i never said i was smart. ❜ // @lupaeus
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For a moment he feels he has to bite back the words that want to escape his lips. A smartass remark that built up in his throat and threatened to spill over his lips in almost a word vomit like moment. Instead, his hand lifts to scratch at the buzzed part of his hairline on the side of his head. It doesn't help he is looking like he is thinking about what to say and it dawns on him in that moment which helps decide then and there that he should just go with it. "You didn't need to say you weren't." Though a playful smirk begins to tug at his lips to show it wasn't said in a harmful way, but giving her back what she has done to him and others. It was all in good fun, never meant for a real insult. And to add to it, he lets out a small chuckle as he shakes his head. "It was why I was explaining it."
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m1dfielder Β· 3 months
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'why is it, whenever a prank is pulled you always blame me?' an eyebrow raising at her words as she tries, and fails to hide the smirk attempting to crawl upon her lips. // @hellsurvivr
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"Because who else would it be?" Jo asks, giving the other a look as both knew there wasn't exactly anyone else he could blame. Okay, maybe that wasn't entirely true. The blond could definitely think of a few teammates that would readily pull a prank or two. However, this seemed like it was more her style, her speed. It was why he wasn't hesitating in bringing it up to her. Arms crossed now, adding to his look to show he wasn't going to change his stance on the fact he thought she was responsible for this. "Are you going to tell me I'm wrong or admit to it?" He finally adds. "It can be a lot easier if you just be honest, you know?" Now he might be enjoying the fact he caught on to her a little too much.
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m1dfielder Β· 5 months
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🎁 // spotify wrapped - Ist es wahr by Azet & Zuna // @knowstruth
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That was the thing when one became a professional athlete, the media was either your greatest friend or your greatest enemy. More often than not they were an enemy pretending to be a friend. Jo learned that early on and was still being shown every day how true that was. Maybe it was different in America but here? They could eat you up alive when it came to the sport the whole continent loved so much. So when asked how he handled it, Jo could only shrug. "Everything they say doesn't bother me." A partially lie but he had to believe it. "You can't let it."
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m1dfielder Β· 5 months
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🎁 // spotify wrapped - Rachel's Little Brother by Stormzy // @mcmorare
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He was hyped, he was glad to be back and to come back on a win? Even better. Sure there were times that things were a bit sloppy but they had won and wasn't that what had mattered? Hearing his name back in the lineup and in the crowd as he got an assist. It was like he'd been given new life after a two game suspension. He couldn't help the smile on his face after the game, after the shower, after the press. His mood wasn't coming down any time soon. Even when he saw Katrina, his smile grew. "I'm the big dog, I make the whole arena bark." He shakes his head a moment. "Sorry, one of the songs Phonzie was playing and it just seemed to fit."
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m1dfielder Β· 1 month
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❛ Β you know bullying is my love language and you’re still here so… ❜ // @lupaeus
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His brow arches, arms crossing over his chest as head cants to the side. He was far too accustomed to that, not just from her but from most of the team. It was almost like something they did to one another to encourage them to be better. All of it was done with love and so he eventually shook his head and chuckled. "If I left everyone who bullied me like that then I would have no friends." The blond points out though a small smile begins to tug at his lips. "I am not complaining, I am used to it. You just join the company of the team, that's all. It just also means I can give it back to you, only fair?" It seemed to be anyway, in his mind. But if she wasn't up for that then he would know where to stand. Though he couldn't help either way if he was being honest then she would have to deal with the possible blunt nature of it.
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m1dfielder Β· 5 days
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❛ thanks. i really needed this. ❜ from Sebastian! // @diemauer
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He looks to the other before blue eyes return to the ball at his feet, rolling his foot under and popping it into the air and juggling it casually as they talk. "With the Euros this summer, I figured I should help out where I can." He keeps his gaze on the ball, making sure to keep it under control as he continues to juggle the ball. "Even though you're on another team." This time he lets it fall, trapping it under his foot as the ball comes to a stop right and there. "It might not matter much anymore, seeing as you won the league." There was a bit of a sour feeling in his tone at that still, the fact stinging after the week passed. "But for Germany, we need to show them we are a threat. I don't want to be knocked out at the group stage...not again." He keeps his gaze now on the other. "So, I'm glad you agreed to at least let me help you."
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m1dfielder Β· 1 month
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❛ you deserve every good thing that comes your way. ❜ from jordi cause lbr, he notices jo's potential and his skills. also leadership! // @diemauer
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It had been hard, dealing with a coach who didn't see much value in him after everything he had done. Needless to say, Jo was not heartbroken when the news broke that they would be leaving and gaining a new coach in a man he played alongside briefly before his retirement. The two knew one another, there was somewhat of a relationship already there and he knew he appreciated his skill compared to the last coach. Still, it was something he needed to hear after the year of turmoil and under appreciation. A small smile tugs at the blond's lips as he looks up at the now coach of Bayern. "Thank you, honestly. It's nice to hear that. I only want to do what is best and what I can do for the club to win. That's my goal always." Not that he was worried the other didn't know that, Jo knew the other was well aware. "Still, thank you...coach."
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