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didishawn · 1 year

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Jules with an inexperienced girl and an innocence kink being so vocal about it im begging 🤭

Purity ring (Jules Koundé x Reader) smut

Warnings: smut, Jules teaches you how to feel real good, mentions of purity ring

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From the first time he saw you, Jules had the inmense need to ruin you, wanting to keep that pretty ring adorning your finger for himself.

You were perfect for him, of that was sure in your first conversation, he had to have you for himself, and instead of being offended when you turned down going back to his place as any other man would be, it made him want you even more as he saw your rosy cheeks as you explained it was not that you didn't want to, it's just that you were a virgin who wanted her first time to be perfect.

From that very same day, Jules started courting you, and not only because he wanted to fuck you -but honestly he was dying to fuck you, but also because you were probably the most interesting girl he has ever met.

It took months to go further than the making out stage, you would always end up blushing and pulling away when his hands rested on your waist and you felt yourself grinding into him while sitting on his lap.

First you wanted to learn how to get him off, he found it so cute how you would whine about your arm getting tired while stroking him up and down, your little hand couldn't even wrap fully around him, ring shiny around your finger, representing purity when your actions were the complete opposite. When he painted his stomach white, you looked so adorable with flushed cheeks when you asked if you could taste it, moaning when he entered two fingers into your mouth and had your tongue wrapping around them.

You then ask him to teach you how to suck his cock and he almost had a stroke at how cute you looked while doing so, kitten licks to his tip as you milked him, you couldn't fit all of him and multiple times you entered coughing fits at the feeling of him hitting the back of your throat, he had never cummed so hard.

"So fucking cute, my little cock sucker, had no idea how to do it yet had me in heaven" he groaned after his orgasm, breathing heavily, eyes shiny when he saw you swallow his cum, the taste so delicious to you, it had you obsessed.

He couldn't believe it the day he got home early to find you grinding against his pillow, tears in your eyes as you begged him to help you with the tingle in your pussy, you couldn't cum, only he could help your frustrated self.

He took the pillow away from you and his big hands were on you, pushing you so your back was against the bed, opening your legs and getting in between them.

His lips wrapped around your clit, fingers inside you as you whined and squirmed, so sensitive, it made him want yo eat you whole at how adorable you looked.

"Jules, I feel like I am going to pee!" you had whined and he grinned in between your folds.

"Cum for me darling, let me make you feel so good, let go sweetheart, my pretty girl"

From then on, you were obsessed with his hands on you making you reach your extasis, every afternoon waiting for him, laying on your bed, legs open for him to dive into them.

The day he finally got to fuck you, was they day he could die a happy man.

Fully in control he had you grinding into him, moaning and whining trying to get his cocvk inside you, begging for him to help you relieve yourself.

He almost cummed when he felt your walls around him, so tight, milking him as he fucked into you, you looked so cute, taking him so good being your first time, his cock so big inside you.

He fucked you for multiple round that night, had you on all fours, riding him, legs over his shoulders, traditional missionary, standing uip in the shower, sideways, always rutting into you.

He loved how your little ring looked on a chain wrapped around your neck, ignoring the glaring your father directed towards him when he met the man for the first time, having robbed his daughter of all her innocence, having made you his little whore, for his cock only.

#barca #fc barca #barcelona #jules kounde x reader #jules koundé #jules kounde smut #jules kounde #france national team #france nt #football imagine #football player #mbappe

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cherryxcadbury · 1 year

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hey! just saw your post. could you write a mbappe imagine where they have a child and him and the child try to convince the reader for another sibling. super fluff!! 💋💋

LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS!

2nd person pov

"Nicolas! Amour! Where are you two?" You called, waltzing into the sitting room where your son & husband sat.

The two were snuggled into the couch, whispering loudly into each other's ears in French. You tried hard to understand what they were saying, but your lack of knowledge on French did not help you in the slightest. The two perked up when they saw you enter.

"Cherie! Come sit!" Kylian smiled, patting the sofa, gesturing to sit between him and Nicolas.

You smiled, doing as suggested, laying back into the couch. Nicolas immediately climbed on your lap, while Kylian moved closer to you and placed your legs on his lap.

You eyed your two boys suspiciously.

"What's going on?"

"What do you mean mummy?" Nicolas looked up at you with deep eyes, full of emotion.

You chuckled, "Nothing. Mummy didn't mean anything." You kissed his cheek.

"I meant, what's up with you?" You shot Kylian a pointed look, who smiled sheepishly.

"Well, me and Nicolas were talking about what he wants for his birthday." Kylian began.

You quirked and eyebrow at the both of them this time.

"Your birthday was last month love." You told your son.

"Yes but next year. When I turn four." He responded.

"Well," You said, turning your head to face him, "What is it that you want."

"A little brother or sister." He grinned, with so much hope in his eyes.

You smiled back at him but shot Kylian a dirty look, who just smirked in reply. He gently grabbed your face, and kissed you. It was a clear attempt to convince you to try for another child.

You swatted him away and turned back to Nicolas.

"You know my love. Having a child isn't that easy." You reminded your son.

"Why don't you just go to the store and buy one?" Nicolas questioned innocently.

His eyes lit up suddenly, "Oh oh oh! Or ask Santa for Christmas next year, and a stork will come and drop one off!"

"Actually Nico, to have a child it needs more involvement in mummy and daddy's part s—" Kylian began.

You immediately shushed him.

"Idiot! He's too young for this talk!" You scolded your husband.

"Mummy and Daddy will try very hard and talk to Santa about it. Okay?" You told Nicolas, who nodded enthusiastically.

"Now come on, let's watch the film." You all directed your attention to the television.

Well at least you all thought you directed your attention. Not a moment later you felt a hand on your thigh. A thumb circling in the same spot over & over again. You turned to scowl at Kylian who just winked at you.

You couldn't help but laugh.

***

Not more than thirty minutes later, Nicolas was asleep.

Kylian bent low to Nicolas's ear and whispered something in French to see if he was still awake. He was not. The two of your shared a knowing look. Words weren't needed ti communicate what you needed to communicate.

You both got up, Nicolas in your arms, Kylian's arms around your waist. You had to walk only a few strides before you entered your son's room. Kylian gently laid him down and kissed his forehead. You sat on the edge of the bed and brushed his hair out of his eyes. You kissed Nicolas's cheek, and wished him a good night. Though he was fast, fast asleep.

The two of you walked out of his room quietly, being extra careful when closing the door. A sigh of relief was let out when it was all done without waking him up. You were about to head to the washroom to shower and get ready for bed before you felt Kylians grip on your wrist. He twirled you around so you were close to the wall. His forehead against yours, lips merely centimeters away from each other.

"So about that baby?" He smirked.

You scoffed.

"Aw come on cherie! It's not like we can't give him a sibling." Kylian protested.

You playfully rolled your eyes.

"Maybe I just don't want to do what's required to make the child." You shot him a wink.

Kylian cocked his head, "Amour. I'm Kylian Mbappe. Everyone's attracted to me!"

You smacked your hand against your forehead.

"Contrary to popular belief Kylian. Not everyone finds ninja turtles attractive."

“Pleaseee Y/N! Think about how cute it would be to have a little you running around! Then our family would truly be complete!”

You gave him a quick peck on the lips, before strolling into your master bedroom, purposefully leaving the door wide open.

Kylian stood dumbfounded for a few minutes. He was very very confused. His ego also took a hit. You poked your head out from the door.

"Do you want to make that baby or not?"

Thanks to Kylians speed, it didn't take one second for him to be in that room with the door slammed shut.

*** Eleven months later

“Nicolas! Come see your birthday gift.” You warmly smiled at your son from the hospital bed.

Nicolas walked gingerly, hand in hand with his dad. Kylian greeted you with a kiss on the cheek, while Nicolas stood on his tip toes to see his new siblings. They were twins, one boy, and one girl.

Was that the plan? No, not really.

Nicolas’s eyes widened in delight while Kylian was almost reduced to tears. You propped Nicolas up on the hospital bed with you, while transferring both children into the arms of Kylian.

“They’re beautiful amour. We did a great job. I’m proud of you.” Kylian complimented, wishing he could take your hand if both weren’t occupied with holding his new kids.

“Mummy. I asked Santa for two brothers. Not a sister. The storks messed up.” Nicolas frowned.

You and Kylian laughed while he nudged Nicolas’s shoulder.

“Nicolas. Do you want to name them?” Kylian asked earnestly, receiving a nod from you in approval.

Secretly, you were a little hesitant. There was one certain name you had your heart set on for the girl, you doubted Nicolas would choose it. But his happiness mattered more to you than some picture perfect names.

“Hmmm, for the boy, Theo.” Nicolas started.

You nodded, you liked it.

“And for the girl. Lena!” Nicolas cheered, looking into your eyes with glee.

You grinned, that had been the name you wanted all along. But how did he know? Ah, of course. You turned your head to meet your husband’s gaze. Of course it was Kylian’s doing.

“I love you.” You mouthed to him.

“I love you more.” He winked back, causing your cheeks to grow red.

still, after all these years. That man’s affect on you would never change.

#kylianmbappe #kylian mbappe #kylian x reader #kylian mbappe fluff #kylian mbappe imagines #kylian mbappe imagine #kylian mbappé #achraf hakimi #Mbappe #mbappe imagine #kylian mbappe blurb #france national team #psg #imagines #football imagines #kylian

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lydiamaya · 1 year

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Black Swan (2010) | Kylian Mbappé (2022)

He's a ballerina 🕺💃

#world cup 2022 #world cup #football #wc 2022 #kylian mbappe #france nt #france national team #argentina vs france

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freshfraise · 1 year

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ALL OR NOTHING - PROLOGUE

pairing: kylian mbappé x reader

summary: Childhood sweethearts. After a tearful, transformative departure at just 19, four years pass by. And now, at 23, you are being forced to awkwardly reunite with your ex-boyfriend to fulfill your dreaded journalistic duties.

author’s note: AHHHH!! i’m so excited to carry out this series honestly,,, this first chapter is a bit of insight of y/n and ky’s relationships <3333 first time writing angst also so… 🫣 give me feedback!! enjoy <3

2018 | BONDY

“I’m done.”

You stated, as a saline tear slips out from your eye. As the tear crossed your frigid cheek and seeped into your mouth, it painfully affirmed your dread. Your gaze is stuck to the floor, tracing out patterns with weeping eyes. You realised everything too late, too late for reconciliation or any broken apologies. After the renowned World Cup win a couple months ago, the dynamic between you and Kylian changed. It felt like you two were in two completely different universes, attempting to find a common ground. It just wasn’t feasible. You felt neglected, and he once knew how much you despised feeling needy. You hated begging your boyfriend to talk to you for a couple minutes or to kiss you for a few seconds.

You were sat at the kitchen island, as Kylian stood in front of you, grasping your hands and scanning your solemn face intently, attempting to decipher the magnitude of your statement. Just minutes prior, you called him here to discuss something dire, not expecting yourself to be capable of wholly following through afterwards.

“Wh- What?” Kylian stuttered, clearly confused at your revelation. One hand left your right hand’s grasp, and squeezed your forearm fondly. The other hand, cupped your chin, picking up your jaw and forcing your irises to connect with his. You could barely make out his face with tears clouding your vision, but in spite of that, you could still make out a distraught expression on his countenance.

“Please stop crying, Je t’aime. Talk to me.” He uttered, as he placed a small peck on both your eyelids. You shivered under his touch. It was the first time in months that you were physically reminded of his affection for you. That he once loved you. Instinctively, you leaned forward to meet his forehead, remaining connected. “Talk to me.” He murmured gently, his thumb still rubbing your shaking hands.

With an exasperated sigh, you broke off from him tearfully, because you knew if you stayed any longer, all of this pent up courage would be gone and you would fall right back into his doting arms. He pinched his lips together, apprehensive of what’s to come.

“I’m breaking up with you,” You couldn’t believe the words that were stumbling out of your mouth. Your sweaty hands quivering, you try your hardest to clasp any sort of poise. Kylian stood still, on the other side of the island, utterly in shock of what you’d said. He bit his bottom lip and pulled his head back towards the ceiling.

“Don’t do this. Please. You’re the only thing in my life that feels right.” He whispered, under his breath, his voice trembling. Your heart pulsated harshly, feeling a deep, throbbing hurt in every inch of your body. Tears threaten to spill from the crevices of your eyes, so, similarly to Kylian, you tip your head towards the ceiling and fiercely bite your tongue.

“This is probably the longest we’ve been together in weeks, Ky. We barely- We don’t talk to each other anymore. We don’t touch each other, it’s like I’m living with a stranger. It hurts, but- despite everything, despite all the hurt, I don’t want you to sacrifice your ambition for anyone. Not even me. I’ve told you that since we were fourteen. And even though I told you to, right now, you’re so focused on these dreams, that I don’t know whether to be proud or hurt.” You expressed, without much thought or pause.

He nodded mindlessly. His nostril flared outwards as he breathed out shakily, flashing an unsolicited dimple. In a few strides, he engulfed you in a hug. You counted each heartbeat that reverberated against your face, as he stared down at you lovingly. “You know when I told you we were different, unlike other couples?” You whisper against his chest. He hesitated briefly, his breath catching in his throat at the memory, then nodded. “I meant it. Which is why I know we’ll find our way back to each other again.”

He pulled out of the hug steadily, and made his way towards a seat. His lean arms propped up on his knees, he places his strained eyes in his calloused palms. “Kylian?”

He sits up, his eyes blood red. His eyebrows slanted inwards, he shakes his head painfully. A wave of sadness crashes into your heart, as you watch him fight back tears.

“I love you, and I don’t want to be with anyone else but you, Y/N. Je veux fonder une famille avec toi. Épouse-la. It’s always going to be you. Only you. Forever and always. You are my past, present and future. Ma vie.” He says strained, his breath catching and forming a feeble hiccup. You grew up with him, and both of you knew that you wanted to continue doing so with each other. You couldn’t imagine it any other way. You let out a deep sigh and bit the skin of your cheek. You walk towards him, leaning down to cup his tear stained face.

“Kylian Mbappé, I am in love with you. I have been my whole entire life, and that won’t change. No matter how much it may look like it, I will never be able to love someone like how I love you. Right now, we both need time to ourselves. To get better, to grow. We aren’t giving each other our 100%, and we’ve always said-”

“All or nothing.” He finished your sentence, nodding regrettably.

“All or nothing.”

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chapter one

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kvtnisseverdeen · 1 year

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#his expressions during interviews knock me OUT #pls #look at the third gif im dying #kylian mbappe #france national team #football #mine*#gifs*#kylianmbappeedit #kylianmbappegifs #footballedit #footballgifs

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kylianmbappee · 1 year

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#jude bellingham incorrect quotes #kylian mbappe incorrect quotes #jude bellingham #kylian mbappé #mbappe psg #france national team #england #kylian mbappe psg #kylian mbappe and jude bellingham #my bbgs #jude is my bbg

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nahkyl · 24 days

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When you ask Aurélien who are France’s legends.

#he’s so cute #look at him #he’s like « you know who »#aurelien tchouameni #les bleus 💙#France national team #France nt

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foot-tea · 3 months

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WHAT ABOUT MBAPPE????

Fuckboy but a stingy one. His mom controls his finances and does not allow him to spoil his flings like other footballers do. They be getting the broke treatment 🤭. His mom is quite involved in his life and he is very family oriented. But does not want to start a family rn. His ex gf tried to stealth him by poking holes in his condom but was caught when she blabbered about it. It was quite a scandal. I am pretty sure they mentioned he uses escorts though. Most of his gossip is on french sites so not much news.

#kylian mbappe #psg #paris saint germain #ligue 1 #france nt #france #france national team

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gadriezmannsgirl · 26 days

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May i request,where in reader and grizi are laying in bed just talking about your day and just adoring each other! Idk I just had a really soft spot for him rn ! Anywho thank you so much for your writing! I hope you have a wonderful day💙

Grizi fic because it's his birthday! Can you believe that gorgeous man is 33 now? I can't, he's just a baby

Lovers -A.G7

Summary: You're each other's safe space

You rolled into your bedroom, laying yourself into the door sighing and kicking off your shoes.

"Bonjour, princesse" (Hello, princess) You heard his voice and inmediately smiled before lifting your gaze, his deep blue eyes made you feel safe and his smile took off the weight of the day away.

"Hola" You said softly with a tired smile on "How's your day?"

"Pretty boring" He smiled "What about yours?"

"Long" You said inmediately "Very, very long" You sighed closing your eyes "I'm so tired all I want to do is sleep" You let yourself go face down on your bed "and not move from the bed at all for at least three days straight" You heard his sweet laugh

"You gotta go and shower, amor"

"Are you telling me that I stink?" You looked up to him and saw how his lips were pushed upwards and looked to another side "I'm not!"

"You're" He said

"You're lying, Antoine Griezmann" His facade fell quickly as laughter came over him

"I can shower with you if you want"

"Your hair is wet"

"I can still take another shower" You hum with a smile on, you pushed yourself up and crawled on the bed to be face to face with him

"Only shower?"

"Well... I can think about something else too"

"Save that for later, campeón. I'm tired right now"

"You pervert, I was talking about a massage!" You laugh kissing his lips and going straight to the bathroom "You dirty minded"

You took off your shirt and throwed it at him "Shut up and come to take a shower with me"

Antoine got up really fast and ran towards the bathroom making you laugh "You're a 33 year old man but you still act as if you were 16"

"That's the spirit!"

Once you were inside the bathroom, he truly saw how tired you were and took care of you without thinking twice, he washed your hair, your body, he talked to you trying to get your head off from work and after that he helped you with your after shower routine, the creams on your body, doing your hair for you in a nice braid, dressing you in your pijama's which consisted in one of his shirts and panties.

"Thank you, Anto" You kiss his cheek

"No need to thank me, princesse" He smiled "I'm glad I can help you whenever you're having a bad day" You smile softly

"It wasn't a bad day" You confess "It was just a really tiring and long day, I had to run around everywhere, the guys were making simple mistakes, the documents I was waiting for to sign weren't even done, two meetings got pushed back because one of them is sick... It was crazy" You whispered shaking your head "What about you? How was training?"

"Koke keeps calling me Toni Pepperoni"

"You let him"

"He heard you" You laugh softly "But overall was good, tiring and hard like always but there were always laughter"

"Sometimes I wish I can switch offices with you" He laughed

"You wouldn't want that"

"No, I wouldn't" You agree "I run five minutes and I'm already passing out, imagine having to run from one side of a field to the other for +90 minutes. I'll be dead" You both laugh "And the work sessions you do, shut your mouth don't get me started on that" You shake your head "It's truly amazing what you do, love"

"Your work is amazing too. Without you the company wouldn't know how to work"

"That's called being a bossy bitch" He laughs

"You're bossy, yes. But not a bitch"

"I can be sometimes"

"0 out 11 times"

"But I still am" You winked as he laughs once again. You enjoy that sound and the smile that covers his handsome face.

"Definitely, Morata's afraid of you"

"He should be. I didn't let my shoe go out after kicking that ball for no reason"

"That day was so amazing" His giggles made you giggle as well, you keep on talking about your days and about random things that went to your mind at that moment, when he suddenly asked "Baby, how does a date night sound?"

"Do we have to go out?"

"You know we don't"

"Then it's perfect"

"You set up the movie and I'll bring something to eat"

"Can I cuddle you?"

"Do you even have to ask? Of course you will" He scoffs "Do you want Chip Ahoy's and Pringles's?" You opened your mouth but he beat you to it "Of course you will"

"Mira tu-!" (Look, you little-!) You grabbed his pillow and went to throw it at him but he passed through the door "You're lucky I'm in love with you!"

"You're the lucky one, señora!" (Old lady)

"You're definitely not coming out alive out of this one, Griezmann!" You ran out after him, you heard his laugh already on the kitchen as you made your way downstairs. He was going to get it.

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Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

#gadriezmannsgirl writes!#antoine griezmann blurb #antoine griezmann fluff #antoine griezmann x reader #antoine griezmann x you #antogriezmann #antoine griezmann #atletico madrid #atleti #france #antoine griezmann one shot #antoine griezmann fanfic #atletico de madrid #france national team #football players x reader #football players fanfic #football imagines

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intertriste · 7 months

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UEFA EURO 2024 Qualifying Round | France vs. Ireland

#benjamin pavard #france national team #les bleus #france nt #euro 2024 #euro 2024 qualifiers #footy*

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tajnari · 1 year

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the painful irony of a team who is nothing without their african players defeating an african team that no one had scored against the entire cup 😭

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didishawn · 1 year

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Then can I request a kylian fic where the reader is Jude and jobe Bellingham’s older sister and she is about 20/21 yo and she gets sm dms from different players, basketball players singer etc etc.. but then she gets a dm from kylian ( and kylian is her celeb crush) so she is over the moon then her brothers find out and become so overprotective over her.

Thank you for reading this long request bbs

❤️❤️❤️

Celebrity crush (Kylian Mbappe x Reader)

Warnings: none really, just celebs flirting with you and being kind of suggestive I guess

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Pt 2 Pt 3 Pt 4 Pt 5

"Hey, Jude, care to tell me what your friend is doing on my dms?"

That definitely catches your brother's attention, walking over and taking the phone from your hand, his eyes widen when he sees Haaland react to your story with heart eyes, fires and a: looking good, Bellingham

"What an asshole" your brother says, scrolling up to see more messages like that from his friend "Any other friend of mine over your dms?"

You see your brother's intention of checking out more messages, you stand up, taking the phone off his hand, making him and Jobe -sitting on the couch, previously distracted, but now with a watchful eye staring at you-surprised.

Jude raises an eyebrow "What was that about?"

You give him a nervous smile "What was what about?"

"Taking the phone off his hand" Jobe says "What are you hiding?"

"Nothing, just don't want my little brother going through my dms"

"Do you have a boyfriend that you don't want us to know about?" Jude asks, his arms crossed, imitating your father whenever he saw you with some boy.

"And where did you get that from?"

"I don't know, you have been pretty cheery recently, not as annoying, and know are hiding something on your phone"

"You really want to see who else dms me?"

"I surely want to know if you are -Jobe cover your ears- hooking up with any of my teammates"

"I know what hooking up is...."

"Seriously, Jude? Fine, here, take it, I don't think you will find any of your friends there, but who knows?"

Honestly, Jude was kind of joking when he made his drama queen act about the dms, but he is not about to miss the chance of seeing who messages his dear sister.

Pedri González: coming any time soon to Barcelona? I can show you around the city and some real fun

Jamal Musiala: looking great, makes me want to show you who the best team of the Bundesliga really is

Harry Styles: wanna come to my next concert? Then we can find something better to do

Hero Fiennes Tiffin

Jude doesn't have time to read what that one said as his eyes go to the next name, he has that look that says: bullocks.

"You can't be serious, Kylian Mbappe?" he shouts, Jobe is instantly next to him watching your screen, your cheeks red.

Your brothers are speechless as they scroll over months of conversations in between you and who they know to be your celebrity crush, unbelieving when they see it was Kylian -or, Kyky as you call him-was the first to reach out to you, reacting to some story of yours of you tanning on the beach.

The man has invited you to France and all, and even offered to be the one to come and see you, doesn't matter if you are in Germany or England, he says he wants to see you.

"I can't believe it..." Jude sighs, Jobe nods.

"And you didn't tell us!"

"Because just look how crazy you are now. Besides, it's nothing serious, we are just friends"

"Yeah, right, that's why he constantly ssays you are hot and is desperate to see you"

"We are friends"

"You still should have told us!" the younger of the two says.

Jude is still for a second, seemingly deep in thought -you refrain from commenting how your never thought him to be one capable of thinking- he opens the camera, pointing at him and Jobe, whispers something at the younger one, you are confused, but refrain from saying anything as you see him press record.

"Hello Kylian, I am Jude, this is Jobe, but you must already know that judging by how much you seem to talk to my sister. You see, this video is just a warning to be very careful on whatever match we see each other next in, because I will be going after you. What on Earth is this about flirting with a maybe-future teammate's sister. Not cool at all, right Jobe? "

"Yeah! Not cool! At all!" you can't help but snort.

"So, yeah, just sleep with an open eye, and also, forget about my sister, she is too good for you even if she is pretty annoying"

"What? I am not annoying!"

"Yes you are, now shut up, I am not done yet" Jude turns again to the camera "Or you can continue talking to her and see what happens. Anyways, now I am finished, see ya around, Kyky"

They send the video, looking pretty proud of themselves.

Kylian opens your message as soon as it arrives as he always does, Jude and Jobe expectant for his reaction.

A couple of minutes later, a video from him arrives too, your brothers opening it without delay.

"Hello, Jude, Jobe, of course I know who you are, because you are right, I spend day and night talking with your sister and I don't intend to stop. I am pretty exited for what you will supposedly be doing next time we see each other Jude, I am sure you have some tricks up your sleeve - so do I, by the way. Really hoping we do end up as predicted on the same team, to see the look on your face when y/n uses my number instead of yours. Also, tell your sister to call me later, and don't be surprised when she travels to Paris on the next couple of weeks, she will be with me, my treat. Take care care you two, and give the phone back to your sister, I have something to show her"

Your brothers are speechless, and you, can't hp but laugh, taking your phone you start walking off, but turn to them "Oh, yeah, I will be asking you later for some tips about what to wear to Paris. I want to look my best, you know?"

You laugh at their expressions, a gentle smile taking over your face when a text from the man himself arrives, this time for you.

Your brothers are pretty funny, love, but we will also have to make sure to fill up the internet with photos about us when you come to me. Just as a payback.

#mbappe #kylian mbappe #mbappe psg #psg #mbappe x reader #mbappe imagine #france national team #france nt #jude bellingham #jobe bellingham #england nt #england national team

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cherryxcadbury · 1 year

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Kyky request, he comes home fro training exhausted and the reader (his wife) and twin girls give him a massage. Just super domestic and fluffy <33

this was so cute

I had a whole ass vision for this one

2nd person pov

"PLEASEEEEEE FIVE MORE MINUTES." Your two daughters, Lima and Lea pouted.

You took a look at your phone to see the time. It was about 10 minutes from 9. Your husband, Kylian was on his way home from training and your girls were just begging to bid him goodnight before they succumbed to a need for rest.

You hesitated, debating what you should do. They were four. And in your opinion, should’ve already been fast asleep by now. But as twins, they were persuasive as hell and had already managed to stretch their usual 8 pm bedtime, to 8:50. As the “strict parent”, you usually tended to stay on top of that schedule. But for whatever reason, today was one time where you could let it slide.

You glanced back at your messages. Kylian had told you he was on his way home about fifteen minutes ago. He’d be home any second now. It had been a tough week for him, that you knew very well.

It’d been a champions league match week. They’d lost to Bayern, at home. Despite Kylian scoring a goal or two, both were called off. Now, if they wanted to win, they’d need to take a win away in Munich. Everyone at the club had been working their asses off for the last week, as to not have next week be a repeat of the last.

(AN: hihi me not specifically what club he’s playing for so u can think of it as psg, madrid or a completely different club ;)).

“Fine. But only ten more minutes.” You relented.

“YAYYY.” Lima shrieked.

“THANK YOU MAMA!” Lea danced around the room.

You shot them both bemused looks as they stomped around the room. This would most certainly get their energy out. Lea gingerly hopped from foot to foot, looking as elegant as a four year old could. While Lima, a bit more wild, stomped furiously, trying to make the ground shake but to no avail.

Despite all the noise, you somehow managed to hear the door unlocking.

“Shhhhhh!” You directed your girls.

They immediately fell onto the floor and quit making noise.

“Do you think that’s Papa?” You whispered.

Lea nodded while Lima just cocked her head to the side.

You heard the jingle of keys fall onto a table with subtle French cursing. Definitely Kylian.

You raised an eyebrow at your girls, wondering what they were still doing on the floor.

“He’s home.” You informed them, grinning as they took off and jumped into Kylians’s arms.

They were still both small enough where he had no issue holding one with each arm. You made your way out to the sitting room where Kylian stood being covered in love by your daughters. His eyes lit up even more, if that was possible, once he made eye contact with you.

The girls still in his arms, he made his way to you, planting a kiss on your cheek.

“Mama! Can you and Papa put us to bed?” They asked, pouting again.

You turned to Kylian who shot you an “of course I would” look. You smiled softly.

“Yes yes. Let Papa get changed first. You don’t want him on your beds with his sweaty clothes.”

With that, the girls began squealing and ran off, not to their room, but yours and Kylian’s.

You could do nothing but giggle at the sight. Kylian smirked at you before starting to come closer, in an attempt to kiss you but you held out a hand to stop him.

“Shower first.”

He rolled his eyes but complied. He had no energy left for anything.

10 minutes later you and the girls were fixated in bed when Kylian came out post shower, dressed in a Nike t shirt and matching gray sweats.

Upon seeing the three of you all snuggled together, he climbed in as well. Lima and Lea were happily squished between you and Kylian. Kylian was even happier as he got to be so close to you. When his head hit the pillow, he sighed feeling absolute bliss. Rest after a hard week.

You nudged him with your foot under the blanket.

“Massage?” You offered.

“Please.” He responded gratefully.

With Lea and Lima sat on either side of him, the beg was large enough for him to be sitting up, and you moving on your knees to go behind him and start kneading his back.

To be honest, you didn’t really know the first thing about massaging. You just liked to bake, and kneaded dough very very often. One time, towards the beginning of your relationship, Kylian asked for a massage, and you ended up being very good at it according to him

Though in honesty, you think he just said that because he wanted you to touch him for longer.

Your thoughts were interrupted by Lima springing up out of nowhere. Lea was in Kylians lap, and instead of doing the same thing as her sister, she began to make action movie noises.

“WAHHHHHHHHHH” She screeched, raising her hand as if she were straight out of a karate movie.

Her hand then made contact with Kylian’s back, and she started randomly chopping his back over and over. You and Lea fell into a fit of giggles while Kylian winced, feigning pain.

“Okay okay come on Lima. It’s time for you and your sister to go to bed.” Parent mode suddenly turned on.

“Yes yes. Bedtime.” Kylian repeated your words, quickly “falling fast asleep.”

Upon seeing their dad no longer awake, the two girls complied. They were about to get out of bed when you stopped them.

“Come on. Sleep here with Papa and I tonight.” You beckoned them, bright smiles on their faces as they snuggled into one half of the bed near you two.

Five minutes later, when they were fast asleep, Kylian opened his eyes.

“Your acting isn’t half bad.” You complimented him.

“You know what else isn’t half bad?”

You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Do NOT finish that sentence.” You warned.

“Hey! I was going to say this bed! It’s soooo comfortable!” Kylian saved himself with a bit of a smirk.

You rolled your eyes as you got settled into bed next to the girls, Kylian on the other side. His arms wrapped around your waist and pulled you closer.

“Good night Cherie.” He whispered, waiting to go to sleep until he was sure all three of you were comfortable and asleep.

short and sweet! sorry this wasn’t v long, trying to get through the imagines, so many may b shorter like this one till I finish all em. Lots of love xx thank u for the support <3

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pavardscherie · 1 year

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hiii darlingg, can you write for raphael varane + the tiktok lipstick trend?? thankyou so so so much 💋💋

kisses all over you, raphael varane

⤷ pairing: raphael varane & female reader ⤷ summary: the tik tok lipstick trend with your boyfriend raphael.

⤷ izzy talks.

gotta admit, i'm so happy about all the requests about different players. sure, nothing tops benji, but I'm just really thankful you like the writing so much that you're requesting!

⤷ requests are open.

the strawberry-pink color blemished the left side of raphael's face. your delicate palm placed against his right cheek, holding him in place while your lips traveled over his forehead. stains of your lipstick left all over his beautiful, honey skin. the bright pink you chose, proved to be the perfect contrast to his natural tone.

a deep wine red would have vanished too quickly, and if you convinced yourself to post the created video, you wanted it to be perfect. at least, raphael needed to be covered in your choice of lipstick completely. "so, this is really necessary?" he questioned your process when you turned his head to the left to place more kisses all over the span of his right cheek.

"yes, it's what this trend is about. showing of my boyfriend, who's covered in my favorite lipstick." you commented between the gentle kisses, traveling down the side of his face until reaching his sharp jaw. "that's not your favorite one. you mostly wear the ruby one." you leaned back slightly, glancing upwards at your boyfriend. he had a single, bushy eyebrow raised at you, stating his observations over the past two years.

"you're so damn attentive." you chuckled, letting your hand slip from his face to admire your work of art. kisses covered most parts of his face, the forehead, the chin, and the spans of his cheek. the clear complexion blemished by the strawberry-pink stains, but it fit perfectly. "so, why not use the red one?"

"it's a dark shade, babe. i needed something bright for your beautiful, honey skin." you turned away from him with a smile, walking towards the table where your phone already waited for the recording session. the camera was open, and the sound was selected. "so, I'm just going to swoop into the video with my arm, to wipe away the little bit of pink, you'll overdraw with purpose?" raphael stalked after you, calling back the instructions you gave him before starting to cover him in strawberry pink.

if any of his teammates would have a chance to see him at this exact moment, the flashing light for pictures would never rest. he would be the greatest example to bring up the mood in the changing rooms. "yes. just use your thumb to wipe it off, and i will turn the camera to you with a smile." you glanced over your shoulders, taking in the image of your boyfriend who towered over you from behind. arms crossed over the chest, he burned the instructions into the back of his mind to remember what to do.

you did not think that raphael would accept the offer of being a guest in on of your tik tok's. most of the time, you did not post a video. it was the application you opened when you laid in bed, raphael already snoring softly from beside you but you could not find a peaceful sleep yet. so, scrolling through the comedic section of tik tok helped a lot until this trend covered the entire for you page and raised your interest in recreating it.

he did not understand why you wanted it to be perfect, he admired the little, unprepared videos in his camera roll. moments, he filmed when you had one of the worst fit of laughter, and rolled over the soft charcoal carpet in the living room. or finding you in the stands after a game, cheering for him in his jersey and he had the opportunity to capture the moment with his phone. but, if you wanted to do this little trend, like you called it, he wouldn't deny you the wish.

after all, raphael could never deny you anything.

"are you ready?" you asked over the shoulder, already holding the phone in your hands and the arms outstretched. raphael nodded, taking the place beside you but not standing in the picture yet. with a wide smile, you hit the record button and started to add another layer of strawberry-pink lipstick before drawing over your lips on purpose.

glancing to the side, raphael's arm appeared in the video, and the rough pad of his thumb wiped away the stain underneath your bottom lip. you relaxed under the smallest of his touches, closing the lids for merely a second as a gentle smile tugged on the corners of your mouth. when you opened your eyes, the video was almost over, and you quickly turned the camera towards the waiting raphael. he smiled widely, turning the face from left to right to present the kisses you left.

as the recording phase ended, you watched the rewind of the video, playing over and over again. "you almost ruined it there, babe." raphael commented, looking over your shoulder. his calloused finger pointed at the moment where your lids fell close, and you bathed in his gentleness. you snorted, not wanting to admit that recreating the video again could have been totally your fault.

raphael leaned down, his breath fanning over your neck and his chin placed on the space between shoulder and collarbone. "i'm glad, your body still has the same reaction to my touch." the football player whispered, pressing a featherlight kiss with his soft lips against the side of your throat.

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justlous-art · 1 year

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the boy with the world at his feet

#kylian mbappé #football art #football #france national team #les bleus #world cup 2018 #kylian mbappé fanart #football fanart #world cup #edf

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kvtnisseverdeen · 1 year

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