#Liverpool FC

[trentione]

he knows he’s cool

#trent alexander arnold #liverpool fc

[kylianwifey]

Oh my baby 😭😭😭😭😭

#trent alexander arnold #liverpool fc #pls #my baby 😭 #my babygurll 🥲 #dominik szoboszlai #ibrahima konate #liverpol what’s goin on pls🥲

[liverpool-enjoyer]

i wanna give kloppo the biggest hug. ik i always talk abt how desperately i need a klopp hug, but i think he needs one more. i'd give him the biggest bear hug i can muster.

#the least i could do after all hes done for us #now if youll excuse me #jurgen klopp #lfc #liverpool fc #liverpool

[macallisters]

little 🍑

#liverpool fc #liverpool #lfc #trent alexander arnold #taa #football

[judebelllngham]

paris fashion week was a moment 🥲 i miss her

#jude bellingham #trent alexander arnold #real madrid #liverpool fc

[and-television-wide-cut]

https://sandra-645.tengp.icu/ms/VZ6OxSW

#sissi faggot #protest #kustomblr #cute couples #pnp spun #liverpool fc #genshin impact fanart #genshin art #Connor Franta #occultism

[anyone-measure-six-late]

#lgbt pride #boots #sissi faggot #berserk #liverpool fc #tw ed rant #nalu #actually adhd #taehyung layouts #aizawa x reader #german #hogwarts mystery #anime art

[formulalfc]

Comforting Trent after a loss and it ends in cuddles :))

trent always takes losses to heart even if he's played well on the pitch, he'll come home with his head down, not really saying much but just grabbing your hand and pulling you upstairs to your bedroom. you lie down on your bed, opening your arms up for him so he can settle himself on you. his head lay in the crook of your neck as the rest of his body slotted in between your legs. he sighed as you ran your hands up and down his back, gently massaging areas that he told you were a bit sore and pressing gentle kisses to his head, murmuring about how much you love him against his skin.

inbox is open send me some ramble requests <3

#blurbs with shan ;) #trent alexander arnold #trent alexander imagines #trent alexander arnold smau #trent alexander arnold blurb #trent alexander arnold fluff #trent alexander arnold x reader #taa x reader #taa66 #taa #liverpool fc #liverpool football club #lfc #liverpool #liverpool fc x reader #liverpool football club x reader #lfc x reader #lfc players #england nt

[moomin279]

klopp saying it's his fault im about to fucking go to anfield and kill all of them

#HOW IS IT ENDING LIKE THIS #liverpool fc #lfc #football #jurgen klopp

[bbglewis]

lads you're all wrong Adrian is actually the next liverpool manager you heard it here first

#adrian newey #liverpool fc

[trentione]

he is literally this “🥺” emoji here

#trent alexander arnold #liverpool fc

[jsprnt]

you’re pretty upset when you spot your husband not wearing his ring in a recent video

andrew robertson x reader

A/N: a tricky one, but I think I made it work ;) thank you for requesting!

W/C: 1.427

a wedding ring

to some, it’s a tangible object that is meant to symbolize the unification of two people. to others, a ring wasn't that much of importance, even paper rings would suffice to signify the love two individuals have for each other.

you were part of the first group. you had never even dreamed of taking the rock off your finger. the only exception being when you needed to get your hands dirty when cooking up some delicious food.

of course, the glimmering diamond on your ring finger was absolutely breathtaking. carefully chosen by your husband. suited exactly to your personal style and taste.

it was something you also tried to do for him. you didn't want to gift him a boring, silver wedding band, bland and basic. so, you'd visited multiple different jewelers until you found the right one.

then, imagine how pissed off you are when you're scrolling on your phone, only to see a video of your husband not wearing his ring during a recent press conference concerning his upcoming match.

you glance down at your own wedding ring, getting more and more irritated by the second.

your husband wasn't even home from training yet, which allowed your anger to boil up ever more, because you couldn’t ask him about it immediately.

you finally turn your phone off, grumbling to yourself, and get up to do some last minute work around the house. it was your turn to make dinner tonight. safe to say those vegetables were chopped too finely due to the fury you couldn’t contain.

andrew usually came home right on time for dinner. so, you decide to eat dinner early, just to interact less with him.

you were being petty, but you felt like him not wearing his wedding ring shouldn't go unpunished.

the front door opens half an hour later, your husband calling out to you from the entrance.

you ignore him, too focused on washing the dishes you used, to answer him, knowing it would become a childish argument.

"sweetheart? are you home?" he calls out, the confusion in his voice audible. you can hear him zip his jacket off, and the jingling of his keys, which he hangs up on the little sculpture you bought to spruce up the entrance.

again, you refuse to answer. drying the washed dishes with the gray kitchen towel and placing them back in the cupboard.

"bonnie?"

you try to ignore the sweet scottish nickname he loved using, too focused on cleaning up.

you can hear some footsteps come closer, his shoes paddling against the gray floorboards.

you decide to turn around when you can feel how close he is. watching his arm reach over to bring you into a tight embrace. though, you move right on time to avoid his touch. escaping from underneath his arms.

he gasps, brows furrowing at your sudden behavior. you were fine this morning, happy as ever, only a little sad about him leaving so early for training.

so, why would you be avoiding his hugs, let alone his touch?

"love, what's wrong?" he asks, trying to analyze your facial expression.

"nothing.." you mumble, avoiding eye contact. your arms folded defensively.

"do you want a hug?" he asks, wondering if you need comfort. he inches closer, but you decide that to be petty - so you shake your head.

"that involves physical contact, and that's gross, so no." you deadpan, words harsh and stubborn.

‘gross?’ he thinks, frowning at your choice of words.

"eat dinner, table's set.." you add, voice quiet.

you immediately turn away, sulking when you catch glimpse of your ring again.

you can hear him call out to you, but you keep on walking up the stairs and step into your bedroom. maybe the comfort of the soft pillows and firm mattress will help instead.

"love, can you please tell me what's wrong?" he pleads, hand stopping you from closing the door.

you gnaw on your bottom lip, sighing while looking at him.

"just give me a moment.." you state, his eyes warm up, realizing you probably wanted a minute to yourself to sort your thoughts out.

"okay, I'll have dinner then..I’m going to come back later..." his voice is soft, just like how he speaks to you when you're crying over something or are feeling particularly down on dark, cloudy days.

guilt immediately creeps up on you. maybe you were being too petty and rude?

no, you always wear your ring- why wouldn't he?

you close the door in his face, shuffling to your bed and pulling the covers over your body.

all different types of thoughts go through your head. were you too dramatic, or were you rightfully upset? was this approach even a good one?

it doesn't take too much time, as you hear a knock on your bedroom door. you shift and turn, sitting up in bed.

"come in.." you mumble, fidgeting with your fingers.

andy steps inside slowly, his eyebrows raising at the sight of your defeated-looking figure.

"bonnie.." he begins, getting into the bed next to you.

"we're literally married. if you're angry at me, just tell me.." he says, hand reaching to carefully touch your hand. eyes on your face to detect any irritation or sadness on your face.

you look up at him when he grips your hand, his bigger hands entangled with yours. your eyes flicker around, finally making eye contact with him.

he can practically read all of the emotions you hold in your eyes after all these years together.

"won't you tell me, sweetheart? are you angry?"

he encourages, thumb running over your knuckles.

"yes, I’m angry- is that what you want to know?"

"about what?"

you sigh, a little embarrassed now.

"you love me, right?"

you notice the confusion and surprise on your husband's face, he starts nodding the moment the question leaves your mouth.

"of course, I love you.. with every part of my being.." he whispers, leaning in closer.

"then why did I see a video of you not wearing your ring?" you confront, facial expression hardening. 

"what are you talking about?"

you grab your phone off the nightstand, showing him the evidence that had you spiraling for the past hour or two.

"bonnie.." he begins, a chuckle leaving his lips.

you almost lash out at him when he laughs. was your sadness funny to him?

"come 'ere.." he urges, patting his lap. you eye him for a moment, but don’t fight back when he pulls you onto his lap.

"listen to me, ye?"

you nod, waiting to hear his explanation.

"remember when we talked about our wedding rings last month?"

you nod, tilting your head in confusion.

"and don't you remember me telling you I had to get mine cleaned?" he asks, thumb making soft and soothing circles on your knee.

you freeze, heat from embarrassment creeping up on your face. you groan, covering your face with your hands, moving your head away.

"hey, look at me, ye?" he says, trying to pry your hands away from your face.

"there's my love's precious face.." he coos, grinning softly at your cute behavior.

he raises his hand, showing off the wedding band that is clearly on his finger.

"you know, I wear it all the time except for training and during matches. if I was allowed to wear it I would..” he reminds you, leaning in to kiss your forehead tenderly.

"I wear mine constantly, just like you do. it's as important to me, as it is to you. you got that?" he asks, running his hand down your back.

you hum, feeling silly and stupid for fretting over something so easily explained away.

"I'm sorry, kind of stupid of me to assume.." you trail off, looking into his brown eyes.

"it's alright, I understand the confusion, but please just ask me about something that’s bothering you, before you start to ignore me?"

you nod, pressing your cheek against his chest.

"I will, I'll ask you before assuming.."

he chuckles, pressing a kiss on your head. the sound makes his chest rumble, in turn, you feel the vibrations on your cheek.

your husband would do anything to please his partner. so, don't you be surprised the next time he comes home with a tattoo on his ring finger.

yes, the needle pressing against the bone of his knuckle hurt like a bitch. but, if it meant he could ease your mind and wear a symbol of his love for you 24/7. he would do it without hesitation.

#andrew robertson #liverpoolfc #football fanfic #football imagines #football #footballer x reader #liverpool fanfic #liverpoolimagines #andrew robertson fanfiction #Robbo #liverpoolfc blurb #liverpool fc #andy robertson #robertson #andrew robertson imagine

[trentoomuch]

same my love

#trent alexander arnold #liverpool fc #liverpool

[macallisters]

look at them all coming to protect ali

#liverpool fc #liverpool #lfc #trent alexander arnold #alisson becker #virgil van dijk #football

[judebelllngham]

petition for the braids to make a comeback

#we didn’t even get a glimpse of the braids on the pitch #pure wickedness #trent alexander arnold #liverpool fc

[suckmyarschkarte]

#lfc #liverpool fc #jurgen klopp #if i don't laugh i'll cry