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[canirove]

Kalvin Phillips Imagine

Author’s note: This is a request I got on Wattpad ages ago but that wasn’t able to write until now because I had something like a writer’s block with everything I'm working on 🙈

It is supposed to be something like a slow morning, but I’ve never read anything like that and the lurking I did was zero inspiring, so I hope I at least managed to write something cute to read 😅

Hope you like it and thank you for reading! 💜

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"Good morning" I yawn.

"Good morning, sunshine" Kalvin replies.

"Have you been awake for too long?"

"Half an hour."

"Half an… and why didn't you wake me up?"

"You looked too cute, I didn't want to bother you."

"So you just stared at me like a creep" I chuckle.

"Yep" he smiles.

"Have I ever told you that I love your dimples?"

"That literally was the line you used to slide into my dms, so yes, I have" he laughs.

"It wasn't a lie. And it worked, didn't it?"

"It definitely did. But wait, where are you going?" he says, grabbing my arm as I try to leave the bed.

"To the bathroom."

"Is it urgent?"

"No."

"Then come back here" Kalvin says, pulling me back to lay next to him. "It's a Sunday morning, we should take it slow."

"But we have things to do. We can't spend the whole morning cuddling in bed" I chuckle.

"It sounds like a wonderful plan to me" he shrugs.

"But we can't. We must take the dogs out for their walk, and we also need to do the food shopping. The fridge is completely empty, I don't know what we are going to eat for breakfast."

"What about each other?"

"Kalvin!" I laugh, hitting his chest.

"It was just a suggestion" he says with an innocent smile. "But I think I have a plan."

"I don't know if I like how that sounds."

"You'll like it, you'll see. We'll stay here cuddling and just chatting until our bladders can't take it anymore."

"Which will probably happen soon in my case."

"Don't think too much about it and it'll pass."

"What?"

"It works" he shrugs again. "Anyway, my plan. We cuddle in bed, and then get ready and take the dogs out for their walk. While we are at it, we stop to get some breakfast and sit in the sun, taking advantage of this glorious morning."

"It probably is freezing cold."

"But the sun is out, and that already makes it glorious. Now may I continue or do you have more comments to share with the class?" he asks with a teasing smile.

"You may continue" I chuckle.

"Thank you. Once we are done with breakfast and the dogs, we will go do the food shopping. Buy something yummy we can cook ourselves."

"Something yummy?" I say, trying not to laugh.

"Yes, yummy" Kalvin replies, sticking out his tongue. "And we should also buy a really nice bottle of wine to drink while we cook and listen to some music. Maybe have a dance around the kitchen."

"Cooking while drunk?"

"Can you please stop being a party pooper and focus on what matters?" 

"Which is?"

"The aesthetics. The vibes."

"The what?" I laugh.

"The… urgh" he says, rolling his eyes. "You are just teasing me, aren't you?"

"Maybe" I shrug, trying to hide my smile.

"That's rude. I'm here trying to picture a perfect morning, and you are making fun of me."

"A little teasing in the morning never hurt anyone" I smile.

"If you say so…"

"Kalvin, what are you doing?" I say as he quickly moves to be on top of me.

"Teasing you" he grins.

"You won't dare."

"Watch me."

"No! No, no, no! Kalv!" I laugh.

"It sucks, doesn't it?" he says while tickling me.

"Stop, please!"

"Nope."

"I told you my bladder was about to explode!"

"And I told you not to think about it" he says while he keeps tickling me.

"Kalvin, please!" I laugh, tears rolling down my face.

"If you want me to stop, you have to agree on my plan for this morning."

"I agree. I do."

"Say it is perfect. What you always dreamt of. That we are couple goals."

"Yes, yes. All that. Now please stop."

"Say that you love me."

"I love you, Kalvin. And I can't wait to do all you have planned. But seriously, if you don't stop…"

"Ok" he says, finally stopping and laying down again.

"Thank you" I say, taking a deep breath. "But no more cuddles for now. I really need to pee."

"Not if I make it first to the bathroom" he grins, quickly getting up from the bed.

"Kalvin!" I complain.

"Sorry, my love" he says from the door. 

"You are such a kid" I laugh.

"And that's why you love me" he replies with a smile that is all dimples before disappearing into the bathroom and closing the door behind him.

"And that's why I love you" I smile back even if he can't see me. "But don't take too long, ok?"

"Can't promise anything, I'm having a slow morning."

"Urgh" I grunt. Though my annoyance doesn't last long, and I find myself smiling again, picturing us doing everything he has planned for today and thinking that more than us being couple goals, he is boyfriend goals.

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[avenirdelight]

A False Accusation

Anyone You Like

They have a heated argument where she drops an accusation on him. He claims that it’s a false accusation.

⚠️ Curse words

“You don't love me.”

She voiced the words to the room, clearly and firmly. Strangely enough, saying it out loud didn’t make her chest feel lighter like she’d thought it would. It still felt as suffocating as it had been.

“Wow,” he scoffed, his shoulders shook when he did. “That’s a terrible accusation, that.”

She glanced at him, but she quickly dropped her gaze again after she noticed the hurt plastered all over his face. He couldn’t believe that she had the audacity to say such cruel words.

“And also,” he continued, leaning forward on the sofa, propping his body with his elbows on his knees. “It’s a false accusation. That’s terrible from you.”

She was sitting on the other sofa across from him, leaning back and folding her arms in front of her chest. She could feel his eyes boring into her and she couldn’t resist the temptation to stare back at him. So she did.

She gritted her teeth. Those eyes were angry, those eyes had used to look at her in the most special way. She refused to believe that it was just in her head, that she was just making it up, because she had used to easily fall in love all over again every time she looked at those eyes but at some point, she started to feel that they’d changed.

“Really?” She challenged him, giving him a sharp look that matched his.

He scoffed again, pinching the bridge of his nose in stress. He shook his head. He couldn’t quite believe that she truly believed that he didn’t love her. Where did it even come from?

“Are you telling me that I lie every time I tell you I love you? Mind you, I say that every single day,” he said. But she was silent, so he continued. “Don’t I always give you everything? Make sure that you have everything you need, that you’re safe?” He asked. If she forgot about that, he was ready to remind her of all the things he did for her. Everything that he needed to sacrifice. “I give you my world.”

“You give me your money.” Her voice was firm and certain. And it stabbed him right in his heart. 

It wasn’t that she was ungrateful for everything he’d given her. Moving her into his big house, constantly buying her expensive gifts, taking her to travel the world on holidays, giving her a luxury life—but that wasn’t the reason she’d fallen in love with him. She was never in it for the dime.

She had fallen in love with him for who he was. Or at least who he had used to be.

“I’m thankful that you gave me this wonderful life but I really don’t need the latest Prada release or to be on a yacht every holiday. I don’t need new jewellery every time you feel sorry, I don’t need you to surprise me with flowers in the morning just for you to go missing for the rest of the day.” 

“I thought you liked them. Have you been lying, then?”

“I do appreciate them but that’s not the point! The point is I need you!” She sounded so desperate. She honestly had been feeling this way for a while and she hoped that this time he was really listening to her. “I just need a little bit of your time, for you to be with me, and not just physically. You’re with me but your head is somewhere else. I need you to just look at me, I–”

“Well, I’m sorry, okay?!” He cut her off, the tone of his voice rising up. “I’m sorry that my work demands so much of my time, it asks so much from me, I’ve always told you that from the beginning. My career is my life and there would be rough bumps along the way. Things get hard, things–”

“Yeah, that’s the problem, don’t you see??” Her tone was as high now, it was only adding to the tension. “You run away from me when things get hard for you. You don’t even want to share anything with me. You give me gifts and temporary attention to ‘make up’ for it. Every time!” She stood up from the sofa. She frustratingly pointed a finger against her chest, giving him a piercing gaze. “Am I so untrustworthy or unreliable? Am I that insufferable to deal with so you don’t want to open up to me?”

“Don’t.” He shook his head, clenching his fists. “Don’t start making up things now. I never for a second think about you that way.”

“Well, you always make me wonder. Wonder why you shut me out.” She shrugged. “It’s the truth, you can’t deny it. You always leave me out of things.”

“I’m just protecting you!” He abruptly stood up. “I can’t– I’m sorry if it’s hard for me to share things that I know would just hurt you and stress you out!” He moved his hands animatedly and quite angrily. “Don’t you understand?! I am saving you the troubles and the pain!”

“I want the f*cking pain!!” 

Her voice pierced through his ears and he froze in his place, feeling shivers down his spine. He clenched his jaw and gulped. The anger, the desperation, the pain that she had been holding in, she’d just let it all out. She’d gotten so upset at this point, the tears quickly pooled in her eyes and threatened to fall. It pained him even more. He had never seen her like this.

“I’d rather feel the pain, suffer with you.” Her voice was small and timid this time, but there were so many emotions in it. “I’d choose that, rather than feeling left out and not appreciated. I promise you that’s the worst thing to feel. I hate it. I absolutely f*cking hate it.”

He sat back down, burying his face into his hands, trying to compose himself and find the right words to say. He felt her anger, her sadness, but he also needed her to understand that he did everything for a reason.

He let out a little sigh as he looked up to her. Her tears were already streaming down her cheeks. 

“I don't live a normal life and all I’m trying to do is to keep you out of the abnormalities and all the absurd things. The sh*t people say out there, it gets scary sometimes. People are actually willing to do foolish and crazy things to bring me down.” He spoke with a more gentle tone, trying to reason with her. “And if you’re hurt, if something bad happens to you, I won’t be able to forgive myself.”

She wiped her tears away with her shaky hands, before she hugged herself with arms, trying to provide herself some comfort. He didn’t only sound serious, he also sounded sorry.

“What do you want me to do, then?” He stared at her with tired eyes. The anger in his eyes had worn off, it even looked like he was going to cry. “I’m sorry. I really am.” His voice was a bit shaky. “I’ll do whatever makes you happy. Please. I can’t lose you. What am I going to be if I lose you?”

Her heart clenched painfully. She couldn’t deny that it was heartbreaking to see himself asking the question—like he was really scared to lose her, like his world would crumble down in an instant if he lost her. She had never seen him like this before. He’d always appeared strong in front of her, like nothing could ever bring him down, like no one could ever catch him looking weak.

“Every single thing that I’ve ever done is to protect you and to make you happy, to earn your love. Most of the time I don’t think I deserve you, you know. Because you deserve more than this f*cking fool,” he said pointing at himself. “Who apparently doesn’t know how to love. I’m sorry if I’ve done it the wrong way and made you feel the opposite way.”

Without her even realising it, what she’d been wishing to see was happening right in front of her—for him to open up to her and show his vulnerable side. Her tears fell again, but for a different reason this time. She felt his confusion, his sorrow, and she was hurting with him.

After a moment of deafening silence, he suddenly stood up. He approached her, who was just standing with her head down. He grabbed her by her waist and turned her to look at him. He fixed her dishevelled hair, tucking stray strands of hair to the back of her ears. He lifted her head up by her chin, before he continued to wipe her tears again. Every touch was so gentle, every touch felt gave her warmth and comfort that she’d been longing.

“Look at me, please,” he said. She finally shifted her gaze up and stared back at him. His eyes were looking at her fondly. “I love you so much. Please believe me.” He choked up, trying his best to convey his feelings through his voice. “I took you home to my mum and told her you’re the most special person in my life, I try to treat you like a queen, I see you and talk about you like you’re my prized possession, because you are.”

She listened to him. She tried to really listen to him. And honestly, this time it wasn’t so hard to believe him. She appreciated that he was finally opening up, even though it had taken them quite a long time to get there, not to mention all the struggle they had had to go through. But he finally found his courage to be fragile.

“Do you know what? You don’t have to be strong all the time,” she said as his hands fell to her waists and safely rested there. Her voice was almost a whisper. “I’m your girlfriend. You have a responsibility to protect me, but I also have a responsibility to be your partner. So let me do my part.” She held his face and stroked a thumb on his cheek. “We do this together. We’re supposed to go through happiness and sadness together, we go through all the troubles together. You hear me?”

“Yeah, I hear you.” He nodded. “I’m really sorry, okay? I love you,” he said again, before she pulled him into a hug.

“I love you too. I love you,” she mumbled against his shoulder. She heard him letting out a sob as his chest and shoulders shook. He held her tight, and it had been a while since it felt like this. She felt heard and seen. She felt loved. It was all she ever wanted.

And he couldn’t describe the wave of relief that washed over him. He really thought that his biggest fear, losing her, was really going to happen. He realised that he’d actually failed her. All this time he had loved her his own way which he thought was the best and the safest way but apparently, it didn’t give her the safety he wanted for her. She was right—they had to do this together, and it meant that he had to listen to her, count her thoughts and feelings.

He would try. He promised he would try his best to see her how she wanted to be seen, and love her how she wanted to be loved. Because she was the most important person in his life, and he’d do anything to make himself deserve her.

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i had this sitting on my draft and i almost forgot about it! i kept switching between john and hendo when i wrote it. tell me who you imagined this! i hope you enjoyed it<3

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England Diaries: Arrivals

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summary: you work as a photographer for the england team when they return to camp for the nation's league fixtures

notes: photographer!reader x mason mount (slightly)

a/n: this will be a series based on photos posted by the england social media accounts so hopefully it will be updated regularly.

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[fentybucky]

Kalv my love for you will never change 🤧💙

#even if its man city now #i’m still here #kalvin phillips #but can you imagine the content we’re gonna have with jackie g?. #please

[abubblingcandle]

If you ever wanted to share some of those feelings about prem teams and poor roster management, I would love to hear about it! I'm still very much in learning mode and love to know people's thoughts :D

Oh all the time!! I'm going to put this under the cut because this is going to be a long one gang! (This is also going to target Man City a bit, and Nottingham Forest, and Chelsea a bit as they are the current examples I could think of so ... sorry guys)

Introduction - Premier League Squad Rules

So in general the Premier League squad rules are that you can name a 25 man squad to play in the Premier League that season. Only 17 of those players can be not "home-grown" and under 21s are not included in this list.

A "home-grown" player is a player who, irrespective of nationality or age, has been registered with any club affiliated to The Football Association or the Football Association of Wales for a period, continuous or not, of three entire seasons, or 36 months, before his 21st birthday.

So these rulings massively encourage teams to sign very talented Under-21s to their academies (ideally under 18s) so that they can play them if needed and keep them so they class as home-grown when they get older.

Point 1 - Homegrown Players

Therefore, what a lot of rich title challenging prem teams do is they find reliable, would be fine in the team but not exceptional, cheap homegrown players to fill those slots and make use of that 'extra' space. For example Man City have a third choice keeper Scott Carson who (credit to him) has the most lush job imaginable. He plays like 10 minutes a year or maybe a few matches in lesser trophies but because he is a homegrown player they might as well have him on the squad list instead of an international third choice keeper who would take up one of the valuable spots. So if you have no intention of playing a player except for in dire, there is truly no one else situations then get a homegrown player from a smaller team for cheap.

But! What this does mean is it can really hamper the careers of these homegrown players because the club has no intention of playing them (often the managers don't even really like them or play a formation that suits them), they are just there because you might as well. An example of this is Kalvin Phillips at Man City. Now by now a lot of people on here know how much of a fan of Kalvin I am (he is a wonderful human being, excellent defensive mid and all round sweet guy), but even that aside he does not play more than 15 minutes in a match for Man City because there is no space for him. He is used to rest players when matches are already won and that's it really. The only position he could fill is filled by Rodri and if Rodri can't play then Pep changes the whole formation. SO he is only there for dire emergencies. But he is an England player, he is national standard and despite all the medals, the lack of squad rotation is harming his career in a massive way.

So the home-grown player rule is great to improve development of English players but it encourages teams to sign players they don't really want or need because there are spots to fill.

Point 2 - If you want him then I'll have him

(This is particularly the case with under-21s)

With clubs being bought by oil money now, this leads to a "throw money at the situation approach" which means that as soon as a player is highly rated then lots of clubs jump at the chance to buy that player whether that is actually a player they need or fits in their scheme. If this player is under 21 then it's better because they don't fit into the 25 man squad. For example this summer transfer window Chelsea signed 12 players. Three of them were defensive midfielders ... a position that AT MOST you play 2 of at once. And they already had three! This panic of "oh no, this team want this player so he must be better than what I've already got" leads again to teams getting players that don't improve the team and/or are surplus to requirements. But you can't throw your multimillion dollar signing who you have very publicly signed to the wayside! So they have to play no matter what because so much effort and money has gone into their signing. You can't bench someone who cost £100m for an academy player or you will be torn to shreds even if it might be better for a team to rest their star or if god forbid he ain't performing, it is so difficult for the manager for the manager to make changes.

Point 3 - Win at all costs!

So, being part of a Premier League side means congested fixtures. You might have European competition, you might have FA Cup, you might have World Club Cup, you might have League Cup. So this means playing a lot of football! You might think "Candle, contrary to your argument here this sounds like a great opportunity to rotate in players so that people don't get tired or injured?" WRONG! Particularly in mid table clubs, cups are their best chance to win trophies. If you want to win trophies you play your starters to not risk an upset. But then you need to play your starters in the league because league performance is the most important thing for Euro qualification or to avoid relegation. Big clubs also don't want the shame of being victim to a giant killing so may play starters against lower league sides to avoid that. If you are worried about your league position and lose to Arsenal in the cup, fine. If you are worried about your league position and lose to Forest Green Rovers in the cup, you are a disgrace and an embarrassment to the sport. Therefore encourages lack of rotation because you are more likely to win if your best players are out there.

Point 4 - Attention Span of a Goldfish

The fans are to blame for this ... sorry fans. If you rotate in a player, and that player has a bad game or is lacking match fitness then managers get torn to shreds in the media, by the fans and the board of their club. So that player gets benched again, even if it was a blip or against a superior side. If a player is playing well and is benched for rest and then the team loses then managers get torn to shreds in the media, by the fans and the board of their club. The culture doesn't encourage looking after the players and maybe accepting that there might be some iffy performances for a player to get settled into the side or slightly less impressive performances from fringe players. For example Darwin "Captain Chaos" Nunez for Liverpool. When he first came to Liverpool he was god awful, couldn't even hit the stands when he shot, got the nickname Captain Chaos because no one knew what he was doing. He kept being benched, because he wasn't doing what the club wanted but all that did was knock his confidence and mean that it was a lot harder to rotate strikers.

Point 5 - Favourite Children

Simple point, most managers have players that they just ... like and others that they don't. Managers are human. You are more likely to pick a player that you like to start than one that might irritate you or you didn't really want on your team EVEN IF it is to the benefit of your favourite child to rest them.

TLDR - Premier League clubs (particularly those at the top of the table) are awful at reducing burnout and injury in their players through rotation. This is partially through team design, external pressures, stupid signings, cost of players, and favouritism. It is bizarre that the teams that have the best depth in squads are the most reluctant to use it

#candle talks football #kind of a rant #it makes me real mad

[trentskis]

They're going to town on Phillips on twit rn all the cityzens (🤢) saying he's not good enough to play with them and gunners saying we're gonna beat city because he'll have to start with Rodri being suspended

a) cityzens and their weird superiority complex stink to high heaven

b) kalvin phillips is a consistently good player for england which is hard to do because he has a horrible manager there. he's a decent footballer, played well for leeds and guardiola not personally caring about/wanting to play him has somehow led city fans to think he's shit (probably bcus they worship guardiola i imagine)

c) arsenal have a good chance of beating city with or without rodri, kdb, grealish etc bcus they slay and the power of love and friendship combined with excellent football can do wonderful things

#any fan of teams who are consistently top of the table and winning everything (boring teams) only have smug as their entire personality #anon #ask

[georgia-stanway]

I honestly think the perception that Kane isn’t a leader comes from some really bullshit toxic chest thumping assumptions of what a male leader is supposed to look like. He doesn’t give a great speech if All Or Nothing is anything to go by, but all his managers adore him, he always claps the fans even if the team has been abysmal and I was at the home City game and at the end Kalvin Phillips loitered for ages just to talk to him and it looked like hero worship when he did. Unfortunately I think his speech impediment plays into the idea that he can’t lead too.

Yeah absolutely! Like everyone knows Henderson is a good leader because he's loud on the pitch and like I get it and there's definitely a place for those kinds of leaders but it's also not the only way to be a leader. I agree that Kane's speech impediment plays a part too, an alarming amount of people find it very difficult to imagine anyone respecting anybody with even the slightest of disability and yeah maybe he doesn't give the greatest speech in the world but I read an interview with Rice i think who said he went and came up and spoke to everyone before a game. He's obviously a lead by example type, the first thing anybody talks about when they talk about him whether it's player or manager is his finishing drills in training, but again that's a type of leadership and it's something he frequently does on the pitch. How many times does he save spurs with his goal, how many of England's attacks go through him.

And honestly you can just tell how much the "newer" i guess kind of players look up to him. Rice, Mount, Grealish, Foden, Phillips, Bellingham, Maddison, etc. all speak about him and treat him with a huge amount of respect. (I also find it interesting how many of them are captains or have captained their club sides. I'm pretty sure Rice at least has spoken about how he looks up to Kane in that regard). Like you said, it almost comes across as hero worship sometimes. I don't quite understand how you can watch these guys talk about him and interact with him and come to the conclusion that they don't actually see him as their captain.

Ultimately the thing that always stands out to me is during that Hungary game where there was racial abuse and cups being hurled at Sterling and he immediately gathered everyone round to protect him and how strongly worded his response to the abuse Saka, Sancho and Rashford recieved after the euros. That's what a Captain does and should do above all imo, protect their players.

I also think part of this applies to Sterling as well because I don't think he gets enough credit for how important he is to this England squad. Particularly with the young Black players like Saka and Sancho, you can tell when you watch clips of them that he's got that kind of relationship with them that people are always praising Henderson for having.

And like i said having multiple leaders and multiple types of leaders is a good thing. And i think this is again where the toxic alpha male idea comes in where there can only be One Leader.

#sorry for the long reply it really bugs me #it's the same with spurs tbf like you can tell how much the young players look up to him #harry kane #pinning for the june qualifiers #also because i kind of thought protecting sterling is something all captains would do but unfortunately after seeing rm's “captains” #with what happened with vini that is unfortunately not the case

[peakyballer654]

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[emwritesfootball]

One Night | Kalvin Phillips

I’ll try keep it short (unlike him😉) basically we met on a night out, flirted blah blah blah ended up fucking in the bathroom and with a cheeky creampie🥵My man also had a spit kink and it was the hottest thing ever, I love to think he’s got a dominant side away from those dimples and cheesy smile🥺

Warnings: creampie (obviously unprotected sex), spit kink, a bit of choking/dominance

A/N: tagging @fentybucky in this because I know how much you love Kal x

- - -

You meet Kalvin through mutual friends on a night out and the two of you instantly hit it off. He’s funny and charming, his dimpled smile and enigmatic personality immediately hooking you and you quickly find yourself falling for him. You know he’s flirting with you and you have no problem flirting back, your attraction growing with every positive reaction you elicit from him.

When he gets up to get another drink, you go with him, unabashedly grabbing his wrist and leading him to the toilets. Your lips meet his in a need-fueled kiss and it isn’t long until Kalvin is taking charge, pinning you against the wall as he slides one of his knees between your legs. His tattooed hand comes up and wraps around your neck, tilting your head back so he can press his thumb down over your bottom lip and teeth and spit in your mouth. “Swallow,” he growls in your ear, praising you when you do.

The door to the toilets opens up at that moment, and Kalvin drags you into the one-person room, shutting the door and locking it. The kisses get more frenzied after that once the two of you are alone. Kalvin bends you over the sink, pulling up your skirt and yanking your panties down to your ankles before roughly fucking into you. All you can do is brace your hands against the sink as he pounds into you, your body responding to his dick in ways you’d only been imagining until now. There was a dominant side to Kalvin that you hadn’t expected but loved, his hand tangling in your hair and tugging on it to make you arch your back so he can hit your g-spot in the best way.

“You gonna let me cum inside you?” He asks, his beard scraping over the skin of your cheek as he whispers in your ear.

“Please! Kalvin!” You whimper, on the edge of a mindblowing orgasm.

The feel of his cum coating your inner walls triggers your orgasm and your legs almost give out from underneath you at the power behind it. Kalvin holds you up, his arm wrapping around your waist as you sag against him, trying to catch your breath.

His cum drips out of your pussy and down your thighs and you know Kalvin’s watching it happen - you can feel his eyes on your ass and pussy, your cunt clenching around nothing as you try to push out more of his cum so he can keep watching you.

“So, when can I see you again?” He asks as you fix yourself, surprising you.

“Guess you’ll just have to wait and find out,” you reply, giving him a cheeky grin as you quickly kiss his cheek before sauntering out of the toilets and back over to the rest of your friends.

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[canirove]

✾ Other Imagines ✾

✦  Kylian Mbappé

one | two | three | four | five | six

✦  Erling Haaland

one | two

✦  Hakim Ziyech

one

✦  Alejandro Garnacho

one | two

✦  Nayef Aguerd

one | two

✦  Harvey Elliott

one

✦  Kalvin Phillips

one

✦  Frenkie de Jong

one

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[footballerimaginess]

Matching Outfits

Hayley Does Halloween  For Halloween: can I get one where you and Kalvin Phillips are at a Halloween party with matching costumes and everyone’s saying you guys are the best couple? Thank you x Kalvin Phillips  Word Count: 423 The annual Leeds Halloween party was happening, you were so excited. It was one of your favourite time of the years.  “So we going as matching costumes as a tradition?” you asked him as Kalvin come home from a home game which Leeds won. “Course we are, oh that sexy vampire outfit may have to do. You in leathers, wow” Kalvin smirked.  “Alright Kalv, calm it babe” you teased as you got the outfits out. “Oh I love this” you mumbled as you showed him the leathers.  “Right I will let you get changed baby.” You told Kalvin as you got into your clothes. “Cool, I will just have a quick shower. Make sure we make a good entrance.” he laughed. “I mean I am in leather, they better be making a good impression” you smirked again as you started doing your makeup.  “You doing your makeup first?” he asked. “Yeah babe, I am not sweating it out in my leathers” you told Kalvin as you did your hair and makeup.  - “Let’s go babe, I can’t believe you look that insane. How are you my girlfriend?” Kalvin complimented you as he was taking pictures of you in your matching vampire costumes.  You got the car to the Leeds training ground where the party was based for the evening. “Oh my god, I am nervous” you whispered as you clung onto his arm. “Why? Nothing to be scared about. Let’s go in and party the night away” he smiled as you walked into the party.  “Ahhh you look insane” you turned around as you saw the girls running over to you. “Thank you. You look amazing too” you smiled as you greeted them in a cuddle. “I can’t believe you didn’t go with the leather Kalvin. Little disappointed in ya pal” you laughed as he team mates teased him. “Well I was going to, but can’t be showing you up now can we” Kalvin laughed again. “I am serious, your costumes are the best in this whole place” you blushed.  “Thank you so much, I think so too” you winked as you and Kalvin headed to go and get some drinks. You and Kalvin partied the rest of the night away.  “You do something to me in those leather trousers you know” Kalvin smirked, placing his hands on your bum. “Oh do you now? Hmm look better on the bedroom floor though right?” you teased him as you knew what he was implying. “Maybe, just maybe. I like your thinking Missy” you laughed.  Taglist: @footballffbarbiex @evie-pr @sanchos-dream @meteora-fc @mrsmctominay @penguintransporter @football-and-fanfics @footballdaydream​ @hotyeehawman @trentski26 @footballxixstars​ @hazardybala​ @yagetintoit​ @chilly-me-softly @pickfordsmount @kingneyney @bellinghamsbitch​ @mrspulisic10 (these tags carry on from the baby series, please let me know if you want to still be on the list)

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[movnts]

dinner date with kalvin ☁️

"i'm back-" you'd holler through the hallway, head swooping around the kitchen door expecting to be faced with a pile of dishes but your eyes would widen in surprise as they'd meet the sight of a candle-lit table. kalvin would just be stood there proudly, hands clasped behind his back as he'd gaze at you with that cheeky smile across his face.

and you'd not know whether to cry or scream at the lengths that he'd gone to: rose petals sprinkled between a bottle of white wine, plates and cutlery laid across the table top, the flicker of a few candles that he'd rummaged for in the back of the cupboard illuminating the kitchen in a dim amber glow. the scent of the meal he'd spent hours on would waft through the room as you'd scurry over towards him, a kiss being planted hastily on his lips as you'd feel him grin harder.

"c'mon, it's gonna' get cold," he wouldn't want to pull away from you but he also wouldn't want your food to go to waste, his fingers falling from your face as he'd pull at the chair next to you both, cocking his head to the side as he'd wait for you to take a seat.

you'd both tuck in, stealing glances from each other over small talk, both of you basking in the presence of the other after the hectic schedule you'd both been faced with. and the conversations would drift from how your week had been to how he felt about the season starting back up again - stumbling over your words as he'd stare at yours lips with a yearning haze in his eyes.

"i wish we could do this every night," you'd pout as he'd start piling the plates, his hand brushing against yours as he'd laugh along with you, eyebrows furrowing in amusement as you'd start rambling about who was going to be allocated the washing up. and of course it was only fair that you'd be lumbered with the task, kalvin's shoulders shrugging as he'd point at the half-washed pans that he'd started on before you'd gotten back.

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[squid-on-my-window]

- KALVIN PHILLIPS -

“HIS JUMPER”

This was only the third time you had stayed at Kalvin’s, the autumn weather becoming colder meant you weren’t your usual warm and cosy self. You were hid under a blanket and still shivering. You could feel Kalvin’s eyes on you so you tried to act normal, like you didn’t feel like you were freezing to death.

“Would you like to borrow one of my hoodies or something?” He asks. You nod, another layer of warmth was something you wouldn’t say no to.

“You know, all you had to do was ask and I would have given you one” he chuckles, walking up to his room to find you something to put on. He comes down with a cosy looking jumper. You slip it on and almost instantly feel relief. You look up to find Kalvin staring at you. Blushing, you sit back down and move the blanket over yourself again.

“You look really cute in my jumper” he says, moving to sit right next to you. Your eyes meet his and the butterflies still erupt inside of you. You just smile, feeling shy and not knowing how to reply to that.

“It looks so big on you but it fits me perfectly” he states, almost confused by it.

“I mean you are bigger than me” you say, laughing as he sits in thought. He pulls you into his side, his warmth radiating off him.

“Let’s choose something to watch then” he says, grabbing the remote so you can flick through the endless possibilities. You both settled on something and began to watch it whilst laying on the sofa in each other’s arms. You were definitely nice and warm now.

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[stephspurs]

A Family Affair | Euro 2020 Football Fanfiction

Life is beautiful and life is cruel. This is a window into the souls of the victorious and the vanquished. In a way, football did come home during the summer of 2021. Follow along Amelia’s journey, navigating the football world as a tactical analyst for the Italian football team, with a brother and father part of the three lions. Will Amelia leave Italy and come back to England? Will she leave the Serie A for the Prem? Will she set aside the bianconeri stripes for new colours, leaving behind friendship for love? Maybe she can have both...

Sooooo hi guys!! a bit scary but here is my new multi-part series!! Its a story of love, friendship, sibling relationships & football, all rolled into one!

Love you guys already,

Steph xx

LINKS BELOW TO ALL PARTS (as they are uploaded);

Part 1. | prima parte

Part 2. | seconda parte

Part 3. | parte terza

Part 4. | quarta parte

Part 5. | parte quinta

Part 6. | parte sesta

Part 7. | settima parte

Part 8. | parte otto

Part 9. | nona parte

Part 10. | parte dieci

Part 11. | parte undicesima

Part 12. | la parte finale

BONUS #BAMELIA MOMENTS;

Champions Again | di nuovo campioni

The Proposal | la proposta

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[avenirdelight]

Lucky

Kalvin Phillips

Kalvin knew he was lucky to have her and he tried to make her understand that.

For my beloved @fentybucky, inspired by Shawn Mendes’ Fallin’ All In per her request🧸💛

If there was one person that made Kalvin feel like he was the luckiest man in the world, it was her.

Two years ago, on a very cold December night, Kalvin had found her alone in the parking lot after they attended one of their friends' birthday party. She'd looked like she had been in trouble, frantically talking to someone on the phone and pacing back and forth in front of her car, while looking completely freezing. Her car had apparently broken down, so Kalvin kindly offered her a ride. She'd been reluctant at first but after he promised that he wouldn't kidnap her, which made her laugh, she accepted.

That had been their first meeting after a couple of years. Kalvin had honestly forgotten about her. Maybe it had been because he'd never really paid any attention to her in the past, but he didn't remember thinking that she was attractive. And that night, she'd looked extremely gorgeous, Kalvin had been stunned the first time he laid his eyes on her. He'd stolen so many glances at her during the party, more than he'd dared to admit. Something about her, that he'd never noticed before, had intrigued him. He couldn't even stop himself from kissing her when he dropped her off by her door. He'd ended up waking up in her bed the next morning.

They still laughed if they thought about it now, remembering that time when they said it was just going to be a one-night thing. But it had turned out that not everything was in their control as they somehow had kept running into each other. It'd happened quite often to the point that Kalvin thought that maybe it was happening for a reason, maybe it wasn't supposed to be just a one-night thing. He'd decided to try his luck to pursue her. It hadn't been easy at first, but she'd fallen in his arms in the end.

Kalvin had never been in a relationship quite like this. He'd fallen in love with her so hard. With her, everything felt so real and so right. Even if things were hard, it always seemed easy with her. Even if they fight sometimes, Kalvin only fell in love with her more when they made up. And he always considered himself lucky to have her. He had so many reasons for it.

One of those reasons was waking up to her every morning in the bed they shared, the room they shared, in the house they had been living together in for the past year.

Kalvin loved their mornings. He loved the fact that the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was her face. He loved the times when they laid in bed, her head on his chest, with no words exchanged between them as they enjoyed each other's warmth. She would look up to him and he would hold her so close, saying "I love you". He'd touch their noses together which always, always made her smile. Sometimes they would just lay side by side, hoping that they didn't have to go to work because they just wanted to be there as long as they could just to admire each other, just like what happened this morning.

"Am I dreaming?" Kalvin muttered. His sleepy eyes were gazing at her. There was a smile on his face, a very light one that wasn't enough to make his dimples show. "Don't wake me up if I'm dreaming..."

She didn't look confused by his question, because sometimes Kalvin did that, just mumbling random words when he hadn't grasped his consciousness fully. "We literally just woke up, baby. I don't know what you dreamed about, but this one's a reality," she replied.

"Good then," he murmured.

She furrowed her eyebrows, because this time it seemed like Kalvin was onto something, he wasn't just mumbling random things. "What are you thinking about?" The curiosity was obvious in her voice.

Kalvin didn't answer immediately. He was still taking his time to admire her, trailing his fingers on her bare arm. The sun was already out and the light that escaped the curtains crept into the room, illuminating her face. His heart skipped a beat when she blinked slowly. Those beautiful orbs of hers never left his and Kalvin felt like he was being sucked into it. He was actually starting to feel hazy, unsure if it really wasn't a dream because she did look so dreamy. But the light squeeze on his arm brought his focus back.

"I just feel so incredibly lucky to have you, have I ever told you that?"

She tilted her head slightly, he could tell that she was thinking. "Sometimes..." she mumbled.

Kalvin's smile faltered. For him, "sometimes" meant he barely ever said it, and it wasn't good enough for him. How could he not tell her every day about how lucky he was to have her? Made sure that she understood that he was truly grateful to have her in his life? He suddenly wasn't happy with himself, and the change of expression on his face surely didn't go unnoticed by her.

"Hey... You okay?" There was a hint of worry in her voice. Her hand went to the side of his face, tucking some falling strands of curls behind his ears before resting her hand on his cheek and caressing it. Kalvin softened up upon her touch, appreciating her warmth. His hand went down to her waist as he tried to hold on to her.

"I'm so lucky to have you, I'm the luckiest man." He meant every word, emphasizing on the word lucky so that she could really feel it. "I should tell you that every day. Because that's the truth."

Kalvin's mind was immediately flooded by all of the reasons, small and big, why he thought he was lucky to have her.

Kalvin remembered the first time he showed her his worse side. They'd just been dating for a few months back then and he'd lost an important match. He'd been so devastated and his emotions had gotten the better of him, so he said some things that he shouldn't have said. She'd stormed out the room, he'd expected her to just take the keys and leave. But she'd come back to the living room a moment later with a blanket and a cup of tea. She'd forgiven him instantly and still wanted to take care of him. That was the first time Kalvin thought that she was a real keeper, telling himself that he was lucky to have someone who could handle him at his worst.

Kalvin remembered when last year he'd gotten an injury and had to spend a few days in the hospital. It had been her exam week. Kalvin had known how stressful it had been for her, but she'd been willing to divide her focus for him, stayed with him in the hospital whenever she could, and took care of him. For three nights he'd just stared at her while she studied, and asked her to hold his hand every time he thought she needed a break, saying that his leg had been hurting again as an excuse. It had been the first time the thought of her being his wife ever crossed his mind, that everyone who would be her husband would be the luckiest man, and he'd hoped it was him.

Kalvin remembered when he'd suddenly felt anxious before the England versus German match in the Euros a couple months ago. He'd felt like he couldn't do it. Good thing he'd decided to give her a call because apparently all he'd needed to regain his confidence back was for her to remind him that every little boy in Leeds would still dream to be like him no matter what result they would get that night. That was another reason for him to feel lucky, for her to always know the right thing to say when he needed it the most.

But the biggest reason of all was the most important. It was how she taught him how to love and how to be loved.

Before her, Kalvin had been alone for a quite long time, believing that he'd gotten all he ever wanted and that he didn't need love. He'd never thought that she would come into his life, proving him wrong in everything he believed in.

"I thought I knew what love was, I always thought it was just going to hurt me. But when I met you, I wasn't afraid of anything," Kalvin confessed as he locked his eyes with hers. "I let myself fall for you completely and I never regret it. Because if it's not you, I know it's not gonna be like this. And if it's not like this, I don't want it."

He watched her shoulders rise as she took a breath and a small smile appeared on her face as her shoulders fell again. "Oh, Kalvin..." she breathed. Her fidgety fingers played with curls, as if she was trying to find some comfort by doing so.

"I just don't think I can thank you enough for... Everything."

She shook her head. "What I do is nothing compared to all the things you do for me, Kalvin. I've never done anything, I could never—"

"That's not true, definitely not true," Kalvin interrupted, not wanting to give her a chance to think that what she was saying was true. "Baby, I wouldn't be here if I didn't have you by my side."

Kalvin shuffled closer to her and held her face, making sure that he had her full attention. He stroked her cheek gently with his thumb and could actually feel her melt into his touch. She softly sighed, before she mirrored Kalvin's loving smile.

"You know what you do? You push me to do impossible things. Every time I think I can't do it, you convince me that I can," Kalvin said. He could see her eyes were starting to glisten with tears. She reached his hand that was resting on her cheek, squeezing it tight. "You help me go places. You make me reach the stars, darling. And guess what? I'll always take you with me," he whispered.

"To the stars?" she sobbed as a couple drops of tears escaped her eyes. Kalvin chuckled, his dimples were on full display, and it made her chuckle between her sobs too.

"Yeah, I'll take you to the stars, or wherever you want, really."

She shuffled closer to Kalvin who immediately welcomed her in his arms. She put a small kiss at the corner of Kalvin's lips, making his heart skip a beat again. Kalvin wrapped his arms safely around her and let her bury her face at the crook of his neck. He inhaled the scent of her hair that he really loved, let it fill all the space in his lungs, before kissing the top of her head.

"I'll go wherever you take me to," she mumbled. "Even if we just stay here, it's fine by me, as long as I'm with you."

She ran her slightly trembling hand on his chest, and he hoped she could feel how hard his heart was pounding right now, the heart that beat for her. His heart felt full and it almost felt overwhelming. This surely would be another morning that he would cherish and remember forever, the morning he poured his feelings to her and touched her heart. But he thought it couldn't get better until she said the things she wanted to say.

"I think I need to say it every day too, Kalvin," she mumbled to his shoulder. "That I'm the luckiest girl in the world, because I have you and I'm loved by you. I guess it's my turn to let you know how grateful I am for you?"

—

finally wrote something for kalvin! and oh yes i’m falling for this man...

i tried something different here. i didn't write the inner thoughts of the girl, focused completely on kalvin's thoughts and what he saw, because i want to leave the girl's thoughts and feelings to your imagination. please tell me if you noticed it and how you think about it? i hope you liked it!<3

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[footballcontentandshiz]

BTS England photos from the Euros ⚽️🏟🥅

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