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𐙚 𝖧𝗂, 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀!

Here i will write about football players, so if you have a request feel free to send it in and I will do my best to write it!

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[swalala7]

Hi,

Could you make headshots of Kylian being his husband and being four years younger than him?

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

Kylian Mbappé headcannons

a/n: of course!! hope you like it

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𐙚 When you and Kylian started dating, you were 19 and and he was 23. You both received heavy backlash due to how young you were.

𐙚 When you were 21 and Kylian was 25, he proposed to you in the kitchen of your shared home because he was always too scared to do it in the places he took you out to.

𐙚 You and Kylian got married at a beautiful winery in Madrid. When you walked down the aisle, Kylian started crying immediately.

𐙚 The whole night, he was attached to your hip constantly telling you how gorgeous you are, and how much he loves you.

𐙚 After a year of marriage, you were 27, he was 31, you had your first child.

𐙚 Kylian sobbed when he saw his firstborn for the first time, treasuring moments like those with you forever.

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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

masterlist

Kylian Mbappé ʚɞ

the twins

spain loss

enemies to lovers

private but not secret

head cannons

Désiré Doué ʚɞ

kiss and make up

[swalala7]

Hello!! Can you please write how Kylian treats his his girlfriend differently from on media and what’s different that we only get to see? Thank you so much I loved your most recent fics!! (Especially the Spain one)

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Kylian Mbappe x f!reader

a/n: ahh yes i love this one! and i appreciate you saying you loved my fics! Super sorry that this is short, my brain wasn’t giving me ideas!

wc: 105 words

In private, Kylian hands are all over you, he never stops touching you.

In public, Kylian will give soft kisses on top of your head.

In private, Kylian enjoys kissing your lips every chance

On social media, you rarely post each other.

On your seperate close friends and family account, Kylian posts you every other day.

When fans and interviews ask about you, Kylian can’t stop the grin that spreads onto his face before giving vague answers.

Kylian prefers the private but not secret relationship you two have.

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[swalala7]

please do an enemies to lovers fanfic with extreme simmering tension!! Kylian has to be in agonising pain with the realisation that he cant control homself around the reader whilst trying to maintain his “hatred” for her

Kylian Mbappe x f!reader

a/n: ooh okay okay, hope this is what you were wanting!

wc: 755 words

In which Kylian hates his physio, and you hate him back. I mean, at least that’s what they tell each other..

Well lately, Kylian has been noticing something about himself. He’s been walking by your office more often, peaking through the window to see who you are tending to.

Getting jealous when seeing you talk to another teammate, even your own co-workers for gods sake!

Right now, Kylian is in training, doing whatever drills he is being instructed to do. You sit to the side, quietly observing.

Kylian runs towards the ball to shoot it into the goal, however, when he puts his foot onto the ground, he seizes up. He collapses onto the floor in pain, clutching his knee.

Even though you don’t particularly like Kylian, it’s your job to make sure he’s fit for playing. Without a second thought, you rush over to him. Both you and a medic stand above him as he still looks visibly in pain. You crouch beside him.

“Hey-“ You start, Kylian cuts you off.

“No, i’m not doing sessions with you.” He says.

“How else do you expect to get better if you don’t know what you need to do?” You question. He doesn’t answer, instead he gives you a glare.

“Always have to be impossible don’t you,” You stand. “Come see me tomorrow at 10.”

Kylian makes a mental note to get there late to piss you off. He nods in response to you.

The next day, you sit in your office doing some paperwork when you notice the time. 10:07. That bastard. As if on cue, Kylian barges in.

“Kylian! so nice of you to finally turn up” You mock.

“Calm down, it’s only 7 minutes late.” He says, moving to sit on the prepped table.

You sigh as you roll your chair over to him, level with his knee.

“So, what’s the pain scale right now?” You ask, poking his knee a bit to get a feel on what’s wrong.

“Like a 6 maybe.” He winces as you press onto a particularly sore spot.

After about 30 minutes of stretching his leg and moving him about with his constant whining, you’ve decided you’ve had enough. You give him some exercises to do, and recommended that he sits out of the next few trainings. You’re quick to dismiss him, having been around him for too long.

Kylian wouldn’t say it out loud to anyone, but he finds you attractive. It kills him thinking about it. He knows he has no chance since you make it clear how much you dislike him. It’s his fault anyway, after his first interaction with you, he just decided he didn’t like you, so you gave the same energy.

Fuck. What was he going to do.

He hates you but he finds himself looking for you in a room full of other people.

He hates you but seeing you pitchside brings a smile to his face that he wouldn’t dare show to anyone else.

He hates you but he gets jealous when you have to tend to a player that isn’t him.

He hates you except he doesn’t hate you at all.

So instead, he starts being nice. He brings you hot chocolate in the morning since he learnt that you hate coffee. He finds himself standing closer to you than needed. He finds himself brushing by you so he can feel just a bit of your touch.

You aren’t dumb. You can see what’s going on, so you wait for him to confess.

A couple weeks later of his antics, he finds himself standing outside your office door, debating if he should go in or just leave. He opens the door.

You look up to see Kylian.

“Hey did you nee-“ He cuts you off.

“I can’t keep doing this.” He starts

“Doing what?”

“Pretending I hate you when I don’t.”

You don’t know what to say, so you let him continue.

“I don’t know why I was such a dick to you, and why I thought that pretending to hate you would make my feelings go away.” He paces around your office.

“I mean, you’re the most gorgeous person I’ve layed eyes on. And of course you probably hate me because of how I acted to you-“ Before he can keep talking, you stand so you are right in front of him, nearly touching.

To silence him, you place your lips on his. You slide your hands into his hair. He realises what is happening as he places his hands firmly on your waist as he deepens the kiss.

[blogdaspocketes]

Guys, why is the Kylian Mbappé fanfiction community so dead lately? (I really need to find amazing fanfics or imagines of him 😭)

#kylian #mbappe # my Love # my mem

[swalala7]

guidelines for requests!

please don’t request anything that is putting another player down!

please don’t request anything nasty that i may be uncomfortable writing.. use your common sense!

i will write for any player, not just kylian!

if a request is made where it puts down one of the players girlfriends or partners, it will be deleted.

i will be writing for f!reader

if there are anymore i’ll be sure to add it here <3

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Kylian Mbappe x f!reader

request; Hi, could you write about what it would be like for Kylian to be the father of a pair of Meseh twins/babies?

a/n: i’m not sure what meseh is so i’m just going to write this as if Kylian is a father of twins. sorry if this isn’t what was wanted ! requests are open <3

wc: 334

Kylian never gave much thought to being a father. Whenever he was asked when he is thinking of starting a family, he was quick to dismiss the question.

Well that was until he met you. When you guys started dating, he always knew he wanted a future with you, for you to be the mother to his children. And he knew you would be great at it.

When you told him you were pregnant, he was so happy that he cried. He couldn’t believe that he was able to start his future with you.

Eventually when it became time for your routine ultrasounds, you were both in shock to be hearing 2 heartbeats. Twins.

Later at your gender reveal party, everyone assumed he was wanting boys, but secretly he is a girl dad at heart, already thinking of ways to spoil his daughters.

He was so happy to see that you were going to be having two girls.

After the twins were born, he made sure to take as much time off of football as he could to help take care of not only the kids, but also you.

Kylian could not have been more in love with you. I mean you carried his children after all. He is always telling you how much he loves and appreciates you. He hasn’t stopped buying you chocolates, not to mention the gorgeous ring as a push present.

Seeing Kylian with the girls made you fall even harder for him. Watching him feed them, play with them, read to them, anything really. He is the best dad you ever layed eyes on.

He makes sure during the night when one of the girls start crying that he be the one to deal with it, so that you have time to heal.

Kylian would be lying if he said raising twins wasn’t hard, however, he wouldn’t trade it for anything else. He loves all his girls (including you) that he would do anything to keep you all safe.

[swalala7]

Hi, could you write about what it would be like for Kylian to be the father of a pair of Meseh twins/babies?

Hi, yes I'd love to but I'm unsure of what Meseh is? If that could just be clarified so I can write what you are hoping for

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Kylian Mbappe x f!reader

in which you comfort Kylian after his loss against spain in the world cup semi-finals

wc: 241 words!

a/n: this is my first post on tumblr! i used to be a wattpad girly but i’ve rediscovered my love for tumblr. please be kind! make any requests for a story and i’ll try my best to write it! lots of love 🥰 also any french came from google translate 👀

The door of the hotel clicks shut quietly. The room is filled with a silence that you hope to make comfortable.

Kylian just lost a devastating semi-final against spain, I mean it’s understandable he would be upset.

You lay on the bed waiting for him to come to you first. And that he does.

As soon as he sees you, without a second thought, he flops onto the bed and onto your chest. You bring your hand to cradle his head, the other rests on his back gently stroking him.

You both sit in silence, knowing nothing needs to be said. After 5 minutes you speak up.

“Hey.” you look down to face him as he shifts his neck to admire your softened gaze.

“Coucou” he replies gently.

“I’m sorry baby.” you reply, hoping to give him comfort. He doesn’t reply, instead he nuzzles his face into your neck finding warmth.

He places light kisses on your neck, in which you giggle in response as it tickles your skin. This puts a smile on his face. He loves hearing you laugh after a tough day.

“Ky!” you giggle. He stops and takes a moment to admire your face before giving you a soft kiss on the lips.

He then lays his head back down. After a few minutes, you notice his breathing becoming more steady as sleep takes him away. He lies there in your embrace as you both drift off.