(Lamine Yamal, Pedri Gonzalez, Pablo Gavi, Ferran Torres)
𐙚 Ferran Torres (FC Barcelona)
𐙚 Jude Bellingham (Real Madrid)
𐙚 Jobe Bellingham (Borussia Dortmund)
No. of recs: 15
Big boy | @belli5
You’re just obsessed with your boyfriends abs and muscles..
all i want is you | @pinkhairedangelgirl
Jobe Bellingham realizes he can no longer keep his feelings hidden when jealousy overtakes him to finally confess to the person he’s loved for years.
set it up | @/pinkhairedangelgirl
You’ve never had the best of luck when it comes to relationships but being best friends with Ashlyn and Jude means they make it their mission to set you up with Jobe.
the type of bf | @sukiiverse23
I’M FINE | @47foden
jobe makes a post that includes you which leads to a lot of hate comments about you, then he comforts you.
you make me happy | @ikiissagirl
jobe gets quite grumpy when he hasn’t seen her and when he finaly sees her, he is so happy.
Big boy | @dorabellingham
when your boyfriend's job is to keep you warm during the winter
You came | @/dorabellingham
when he invites you to go to a game for the first time but doesn't think you're going
My Lover | @halfwayhearted
Spending time with his family is the best way to spend your time; you really wouldn’t want it any other way.
She’s MINE! | @bobskysworld
jobe spent his whole life sharing with his brother, but this was one thing he wasn’t about to share
Never is a promise | @wonwounds
After an argument and some back handed comments during a Christmas dinner, you’re left humiliated and upset, and you realize never was a promise Jobe apparently couldn’t keep.
Boyfriend Jobe headcanon | @/wonwounds
Nicknames | @judespoets
Cuddly | @nepoxyy-s
your boyfriends dont want to stop cuddling you. until someone errupt in the room
Celebrity crush | @youdarealstevelacy
You’re a rising actor doing an interview with your cast mates. When the question “Who is your celebrity crush” gets asked and you say Jobe..the internet freaks out and you even get a text from a certain footballer.
𐙚 Mason Mount (Manchester United F.C.)
𐙚 Martin Ødegaard (Arsenal F.C.)
No. of fics: 9
normal girl | @julianalvarez9
martin doesn't really like to be in the public eye. where else to look for a partner than outside of it, right?
lover boy | @/julianalvarez9
part of the family | @/julianalvarez9
erling proves to have good aiming not only on the pitch, but off it too, when he sets up his sister with his national team captain successfully.
Aunties Disney Prince | @footywritingworks
Your little niece meets your boyfriend for the first time. And is completely enamored by him.
Feels like Home | @/footywritingworks
Cuddling with your boyfriend is the best medicine after a hard day.
childhood friends to lovers | @martinodegaard26
Captain’s lucky charm | @fallinforerling
Eternal Love | @tierneysodegaard2
Happy Little Accident | @/tierneysodegaard
𐙚 Jamal Musiala (FC Bayern Munich)
No. of fics: 4
Close | @peachyl221
You wonder why your boyfriend is being clingy all day.
You can trust me | @/peachyl221
Jamal tries to show you that he only wants you in his life. No one else.
the boy is mine | @cher-rei
the new intern seemed a little touchy and you felt the need to put her in her place.
Sparks | @/cher-rei
it's the knockout stage for germany for the 2024 euro, and as usual you're there to support your boyfriend, accompanied by some bad weather and a bet to spice up the evening.
𐙚 Julian Alvarez (Atlético Madrid)
No. of fics: 3
Messi in Manchester | @lorarri
everybody thought you and charles were a thing turns out your fathers international teammate has something to say about that
fem! messi! ferrari! f1 driver! reader
Yellow | @julianalvarez9
your mood isn't the best when your sister, the one who almost dragged you into the etihad stadium to watch coldplay, bails in the last minute. although the show wasn't bad, the highlight of the night was someone else.
When You Get Shipped With Another Player | FC BARCELONA
✮- summary: how they react to fans shipping you with another barca player
✮- warnings: none i don’t think
Requests are open
masterlist here
João Félix
“How come fans think you’re a better match with Marc Guiu than with me?” João grumbled, throwing his bag down by the door.
You glanced up at him from your book, raising an eyebrow. “Fans are just being fans, João. They see what they want to see, you know how it is.”
He walked over to you and plopped down besides you, a pout forming on his puffy lips. “Mas não é justo. Somos perfeitos juntos.” (“It’s not fair though. We’re perfect together.”)
You slightly chuckled, putting your book aside and leaning closer to your boyfriend. “We know that, but they don’t. They just enjoy making up different scenarios, nothing serious.”
“Yeah, but why Marc? I mean he’s a pretty good guy and all, but he’s obviously not me,” João insisted, wrapping his arms around you possessively.
You pressed a kiss to his lips and then trailed a line of kisses along his jaw. “Maybe just maybe, they can’t handle how perfect we are together.” You whispered in between kisses, “They need some drama to entertain themselves.”
João signed, his body relaxing under your soft touch. “I just really hate seeing those comments. It makes me want to scream to the world that you’re mine and I’m yours.”
“One day, I promise. For now, let’s just enjoy what we have now,” you whispered, kissing him deeply.
“Yeah, you’re right, João murmured against your lips, his jealousy melting away. “As long as we know the truth right, that’s all that matters.”
Pablo Gavi
“I swear, if I see one more post shipping you with Héctor, i’m actually going to lose it,” Gavi fumed, pacing around the room.
You signed, shutting your laptop closed. “Pablo, it’s just fans having fun. They don’t mean any harm.”
He stopped pacing and looked at you, frustration evident when you looked at him in the eyes. “But it bothers me. They think you two would be a quote on quote amazing couple.”
You stood up and walked over to him, placing your hands on his chest. “Do you really I care about what they think? I’m with you because I’m head over heels for you.”
Gavin’s expression softened at your words, but he still seemed restless. "Es difícil ignorarlo, ¿sabes? Quiero que todos sepan que eres mi novia". (“It’s just hard to ignore, you know? I want everyone to know you’re my girlfriend.”)
You kissed his lips and then both his cheeks, feeling him shiver at the contact. “I know, trust me I know, but we had both agreed to keep things private in the meantime. We just have to trust that our love for one another is strong enough.”
He signed at your words, wrapping his arms around you and putting his head in the crook of your neck. “It is. I’m sorry for getting frustrated. It’s not on purpose.”
You smiled, leaning your head to kiss him. “It’s okay. I just want you to remember that you’re the one I choose every single day, just you.”
Pedri González
“I don’t understand why people think you and João would make such a power couple,” Pedri muttered, scrolling through his phone.
You rolled your eyes, setting you coffee mug down on the coffee table. “Because they don’t about the two of us, Pedri. They’re only speculating.”
He looked up at you, concern written across his face. “But it still bothers me. I want them to see how perfect I am for you.”
You walked over and sat next to him, taking his hands into yours. “I know it must be hard, but it’s just make believe, I’m with you not João. We know what’s actually real.”
Pedri only let out a huff, squeezing your hands. “Sinceramente, odio la idea de que alguien más que no sea yo pueda estar contigo”. (“I just honestly hate the thought of anyone else being with you who isn't me.”)
You leaned in, kissing him lovingly before moving to his neck. “You have absolutely nothing to worry about. I’m all yours Pedri.”
A smile started forming on his lips. “You’re right, of course you are. It only matters that you and I know the truth no one else matters.”
“Exactly,” you murmured, kissing his lips again.
Fermín López
“We could always let our relationship go public to stop the rumors about you and Lamine,” Fermín suggested, frustration evident in his voice.
You looked at him in surprise. “You do remember you were the one who wanted to keep our relationship hidden from the public to protect us, right?”
He let out a breath, running a hand through his combed hair. “Lo sé, pero es duro ver a los fans pensar que tú y él son más adecuados el uno para el otro”. (“I know, but it’s hard seeing fans think you and him are better suited for each other.”)
You laid your head on his chest before speaking. “It’s just rumors. They don’t mean anything.”
Fermín pulled you closer into him, kissing the top of your head. “It’s just annoying. I always see those type of comments.”
You tilted your head up to see him, kissing his adam’s apple. “It doesn’t matter what the fans think. We’re the ones together.”
He nodded his head, sighing as he relaxed his head on top of yours. “You’re right Y/n. I’m sorry for getting so worked up over that.”
You gave him a small smile. “It’s okay. As long as I’m with you.”
Héctor Fort
“Why do fans seem to think you’d be better with Pedri than you would be with me?” Héctor annoyingly grumbled, tossing his phone aside.
You looked up from the movie you had been watching. “Héctor they don’t know any better. The fans are just imagining things, they would think differently if they knew we were dating.”
He walked over and sat next to you, while wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “I just want every person to know that you’re mine, not anybody else’s.”
You leaned against his shoulder, leaving a kiss on his cheek. “One day they all will. But for now, let’s enjoy our relationship as it is, okay?”
Héctor nodded, resting his head over yours to find comfort in your touch. "Bé. Em molesta tant veure comentaris com que m'irrita molt.” (“Okay. It just bothers me so much seeing comments like that it really irritates me.””
You moved off his shoulder, placing you hand on his defined jawline. “Just don’t let it get to you. Because nothing will change the fact that I’m your girlfriend Héctor.”
He smiled, leaning down to kiss you softly. “I won’t, not anymore.”
Lamine Yamal
"Of all the players, they think you'd go out with Fermín," Lamine muttered, scrolling through his phone.
You chuckled, shaking your head. "Fans will ship anyone with anyone. It doesn't mean anything, you should know that."
He looked at you, concern clear in his eyes. "Doesn’t change the fact that it’s annoying. They should know I’m your boyfriend."
You walked over and wrapped your arms around his neck. "Maybe but at least we know that you are my incredible and loving boyfriend."
Lamine cracked a small smile, pulling you closer. "No puedo esperar hasta el día en que el mundo sepa que estamos juntos. Entonces, esto hará que dejemos de emparejarte con otras personas que no son tus novios.” (“I can’t wait till the day the world knows that we’re together. Then this will stop all the shipping you with other people who aren’t your boyfriend.")
You kissed his neck, feeling him relax. "Don’t let it get to you. Soon enough everyone will know, I promise Lamine."
He smiled, kissing you softly. "You better keep your promise"
Marc Guiu
"How am I supposed to ignore the fans shipping you with Gavi?" Marc exclaimed, frustration clear in his voice as he spoke.
You sighed, looking up from your phone. "It’s just rumors. They don’t know what they’re talking about half the time."
He looked at you, concern etched on his face. "Però em molesta molt. Sé que tu i en Gavi no esteu passant res, però només pensar-hi em molesta molt". ("But it really bothers me. I know that you and Gavi don’t have anything going on but just thinking about it annoys me so much.")
You walked over and wrapped your arms around his waist. "Exactly. So don’t worry about something that silly."
Marc sighed, pulling you closer. "I just hate seeing people think Gavi could do a better job at being your boyfriend than I can."
You kissed his neck, feeling his body starting to relax. "Don’t let it get to you. We know that you are the only boy for me."
"That you’re right about." He smirked, as he kissed your lips.
a/n: soz guys it's been a hot minute and just found this in my drafts ><
bf!marc, that gets off on pictures of you while away for a game.
bf!marc, that is a tits guy and could come just by the way your breasts jump in front of his eyes while you ride him. he absolutely loves them, licking and sucking them before he goes down on you.
also leaving hickeys on them. you’re not sure whether it’s from the way, that he’s sucking them in his mouth for dear life or because he wants to mark you. both options sound like him.
bf,marc, that is down baddd in bed, especially when you’re in control. when he takes control it’s the whole opposite. he’s always teasing and overstimulating you. “big hm?” “you can take it, ma.”
bf!marc, that takes every opportunity he sees, to slap your butt. you’re in front of him? slap. you’re doing a little spin to show off your outfit? slap. you’re wearing a mini skirt or shorts? slap. he's giving back shots? biggg slap.
bf!marc, that is a pouting baby, whenever you’re on your period. you not making him feel any better with your teasing, since you’re way hornier on your period, than you are normally. oh and on ovulation week, you’re fucking like at least two times a day. your hormones are crazy during those days.
marc would be so tired from training whenever he would come home, but he’s not one to complain when you would already be sitting on the couch the whole day waiting for him to come home so you can finally fuck him.
bf!marc, that loves to make you feel good. he always makes sure you come before he does and also weirdly enjoys giving you head. most guys don’t wanna give head at all or it grosses them out. it’s the complete opposite with marc. he loves seeing the look on your face while you come.
bf!marc, that gives you sloppy kisses whether that is alone or in public. not even caring if anyone would see you. his hand placement in kisses is also not to complain. his hand always finds your neck. not in a aggressive or pushy way, but more of a gentle and carefully way.
bf!marc, that is just as cocky as he usually is when he's fucking you.
He looked so hot. He looked so hot laying in that couch wearing only a pair of boxers that you couldn't help but clench your thighs. He was used to doing that, walking around the house in underwear, pretending he didn't know it provoked you. You've never been so attracted to anyone like you were towards Marc. His back and arms were huge although his sport didn't involve having a big upper body. But he trained hard, he was probably the most disciplined person you knew. His abs weren't that marked but his v-line was what made you go feral. It made such a good contrast with his small waist that you couldn't help but constantly imagine wrapping your legs around him. But the cherry on top for you was his happy trail. You find it so sexy that you'd actually get mad whenever he shaved it. Your face dropping when you noticed, and him laughing at you for being so dramatic.
And there he sat, on the couch of your apartment where he would sleep at almost every day. His legs spread and his arms outstretched while he watched some old game that he missed due to training. You walked towards him and looked him in the eyes trying to catch his attention. All you ever wanted was his attention. He kept his eyes on the TV as if he didn't know what you wanted. So you softly caressed his huge thighs and proceeded to sit on his lap. God you loved snuggling on top of him, it would make you feel so tiny.
"Love, you know I'm trying to watch the game" he said barely making eye contact with you. You didn't answer. Instead you began to leave wet kisses on his neck while slowly caressing the back of his hair. You felt him sigh and move a little under you. You knew you had him wrapped around your finger. Marc put his hands on your waist and slowly lifted his big hand under your shirt, lovingly brushing your shoulders with his finger tips. He unclasped your bra and then took your shirt and the bra off, leaving you wearing only your blue undies. You started to grind against him, so horny that all you wanted was to soothe all that desire that has been building in your lower tummy. Marc loved when you dry humped him. He knew that it meant you needed him and he loved to feel needed. The whimpers that he left out were making that funny feeling in your pussy even stronger. The wetness on your panties were staining his boxers. You could see the outline of his cock. His tip was out, and his happy trail was glistening due to his pre-cum and your juices. Sexiest sight ever.
"You're going to kill me one of these days baby"
You looked at him lovingly, there was nothing hotter than the words and sounds he left out whenever he was aroused. You pulled his underwear down and grabbed his shaft, slowly stroking him. He was wet from your mixed juices. You bit your lip looking at it and Marc swears he could have cum just from that look. While lifting your hips you drag his tip in between your folds and whine when it brushes your swollen clit. Marc impatiently thrusts his hips and pushes his cock inside you and you both can't help but moan loudly. It feels like you were made for each other. He grabs your hips with the kind of pressure that you know is going to leave marks tomorrow, but you don't care because it hurts so good. He guides your movements while he sucks your tits, sometimes licking and sometimes biting gently. Your clit would constantly brush over his trimmed pubic hair and you knew you were getting closer and closer.
"I can feel you clenching around me, so needy for me. F-fucking gorgeous"
And he was right, you needed him all the time, at all hours, one right move and he'll have you clenching your thighs while looking at him. You could tell he was about to cum too, he would sometimes shut his eyes and his grip on your hips would be even harder while he quietly cussed. You move your hips faster, with one hand holding onto his shoulder and the other resting on his thigh. The pleasure was so intense that you moved forward, pressing your chest against him and screaming loudly, your orgasm always being better than the previous one, your legs shaking while you feel his spurts of cum fill you up so deep. He groans loudly as his hips uncontrollably thrust into you. You loved that he was so vocal while fucking, never saved a sound to himself.
"I love you Marc" You said while looking into his eyes. His eyes were so beautiful. They were sometimes brown and sometimes amber, and they would wrinkle when he smiled. And right now he was smirking while holding eye contact, his forehead and chest sweaty and his breath heavy.
