Spending Your Time With Anto At The Pitch While He's Supposed To Be Training Time But Everyone Is Spending

I'm a writer myself but I do not write for footballers I kinda want to since last summer but never had the courage to actually start I'm stressed people will judge me about it or not read it at all - 🥖

Oh, love, if writing is something you enjoy, then you shouldn’t fear about people not liking your writings. They will definitely notice that you are passionate about it :) Besides, if writing imagines about football is something you would like to try, then try it! You will see whether you like it and will feel much better once you have taken the first step, I believe :) I will read them for sure! And I really don’t think people will judge you, this is a platform for those who want to express themselves and find what their heart likes. You do you!

Do you write only for Antoine? Xx

As of now, yes. It is what I had mainly decided on writing, because I feel like I know enough about him to freely come up with some ideas, but as I already answered to one of the previous asks, I am looking for good prompt lists that I could use in my future writings and maybe do sort of a “multiple scenarios for different characters” in one post kind of a thing, if that makes sense? I will at some point in the near future (most likely today) make a post about which players would you guys like to read about and then I will try to come up with a solution. I hope this somehow answered your question. Thank you for asking! 

I'm so glad that someone is finally writing for Antoine my French baguette 😍🖤

Your comment made me happy on so many levels! The baguette part kills me :D Thank you! I had noticed that there is not enough appreciation of him :)

A quick update!

I have eight more request imagines coming up this week, I have decided to try and write at least two a day, because I am quite a slow writer at times. However I have a few ideas that I would like to make real that are not related to the requests. I would love to post one of those today and see what you guys think, BUT it's quite an emotional one and could be mentally quite hard to read for some of you. I don't want to make you guys uncomfortable with some topics, so I am here to ask you, whether you would like to read one today or not? If you don't, I will continue on with the requested imagines.

Thank you for all the support, it means a lot to receive such an amazing feedback so far! :)

Hey! I saw you’re taking requests so I thought maybe something about Antoine being with a new girl after Erika and him broke up and she’s a lot younger then him and she meets his family for the first time and she feels really insecure and scared that his family will think she‘s ruining his life?

Hiii! I am working on it! Though I got a bit carried away, so it’s going to be a rather lengthy one and will be split in two parts. It will include a lot of background as to how they met as well! I hope that’s okay with you. If you will want me to write a part three to it, than please request it after I post, and I will gladly do it! :) As for now, you can keep requesting other imagines! Thank you!

The 'No more' was so good and the other anon was right write what you want to write its important to not push yourself into something you dont want to do 💕

Thank you! I appreciate it! I really hope you guys liked it, because it is not about a topic everybody is content with. :)

It's me that's lucky

An Antoine Griezmann imagine:

Based on this request:

Also i just had this imagine in mind like I read somewhere that one player finally said in the interview that he had try so hard to get this girl she really like to go ona a date with him for like 40 times before she actually said yes and I was wondering if u could do it with anto like u know he's a footballer and all but he have to impress you first because you're not that easy and he's trying so hard because you're like a challenge different from his other girls and he likes you so much 😘

Just now understood that it's not exactly what was requested, but nevertheless I hope you will enjoy it! 

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“I am here with the world famous french football player Antoine Griezmann, thank you for coming and congratulations on your win, your performance was spectacular,” the interviewer greeted him, while they both shook hands.

It was another interview filled day in which Antoine felt like a circus animal in a cage. Though he had grown accustomed to all the attention and the typical questions he was asked over and over again, something about this interview had sparked his interest. Not because the interviewer was a drop dead gorgeous woman, rather than a 40 year old man, as it was in this case, but because of the questions he was asked. Now normally he respects his fair share of privacy regarding his family and personal life, however the accomplishment he was feeling just wanted to burst though him and reveal how truly happy and excited he was about you finally agreeing to give him a chance to prove himself as a man worth loving.

“Now, I know that you are a man of your word and always keep things as quiet as possible when it comes to your family and loved ones, but by the looks of it neither you, nor your teammates cannot contain the excitement of you finally having a special someone in your life, am I correct?”

“Well, yes, that is correct. There is this one absolutely stunning woman I have been trying to get a hold of for the longest time. She really is the woman of my dreams, yet every time I had asked her on a date, she always refused, which was extremely frustrating. I had tried everything, but me being a public person had made her weary of me and the person she thought I was. Of course that left me desperate, but nevertheless she finally agreed to give me a chance right before I left for the World Cup, which sort of worked like a kickstart. I believe this victory has something to do with her,” he laughed, but deep down in his mind he truly believed it.

“Was it something you could call love at the first sight or was it a bit more complicated?” the interviewer inquired.

“We first met almost a year ago at one of my mate’s birthday party. The moment I saw her I knew there is something about this woman that makes me really attracted to her, yet I never got the courage to ask her out that day. I did try to show off a bit, though,” he chuckled, “but even my mates were more impressed than she was, and it was not something I was initially going for. I do remember talking to her that night, however, she was an absolute sweetheart and I knew I was crushing hard when it was time for her to leave. I never got to see her again until a few months ago, though. Then I did manage to get her number and literally started asking her out every day at every change that I got. God, she was so annoyed by it, but she is too sweet of a person to tell me to lay off. It’s sort of ironic, though, because she kept refusing my offers,” his smile was so bright it almost seemed like his eyes are nonexistent from being squeezed together by his cheeks so tightly.

“And how did you manage to get a date in the end?” the man had grown very interested as was the filming crew, which had grown quiet and listened carefully.

“Well, I don’t really know if I want to spill all the details, I’m afraid someone might use it against me and ask her out,” he said seriously with a hint of humour and a smile in his eyes. “I arrived at her house, knowing that she was not there, because on those days she had late meetings. I knocked nevertheless, just felt the need to make my presence known. I remember being extremely frustrated that day, because we had had some quite extreme trainings for the whole week and we had to leave the next day, but I didn’t feel ready to go. So I stood there and just talked. About everything. I spoke to her door of how much I like her smile, how ridiculously annoying she was when she refused to give me a chance for a god knows how stupid of a reason. How I liked the way her hair smells and the way her lips curve in that devilish smile of hers, I confessed how much she truly means to me, even though I could not say that I know her that well or was in the position to even hope for something more than just the friendship she had offered to me. I may have wanted to hit the door with the flowers I had bought her on my way to her house. At least ’til the moment she told me not to, because “that would be a waste of a lovely effort”. When I say that my heart stopped the moment she spoke up from behind me, I mean it. I was so extremely embarrassed, yet so relieved that she had heard me. I believe it was all it took, because she said yes,” he said, his voice small, a faint smile played on his lips as he was deep in his thoughts.

The interviewer cleared his voice, but no words seemed to come out of his mouth for a moment.

“I believe she is a lucky girl to have you, Antoine,” he said, genuinely meaning it, and patted him on the shoulder, “if there were more men like you in the world, it would truly be a more love-filled place. I respect that, my friend.”

“It’s me. It’s me that’s lucky. Not every man can find someone that makes his heart beat faster. I did."

Make me

An Antoine Griezmann imagine

Based on this request:

Spending your time with anto at the pitch while he's supposed to be training time but everyone is spending their time with fam and he's play fighting with the reader about the ball and like throwing her on the floor but still being careful not to hurt her and she's like showing him what she's got lol I love your imagines

Enjoy!

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It was another rather long day for both you and Antoine. You both have been up since around 6 AM, because Simeone had decided to get his team back in its strengths as soon and efficiently as possible, which had resulted in an agonising whole-day training on a Saturday. To say you were grumpy was to say the least, however watching Antoine play on the pitch and seeing the smile on his face definitely brought your spirits up, not to mention that you had finally gotten food and a nice cup of coffee, which had lessened your need to whine the crap out you.

It was around 2 PM, when you had noticed the guys starting to fool around, not really listening to the strict orders of their coach, which at had already gotten him to the point that he didn’t even try to go and stop them. Simeone had seen their efforts and that was enough for him. At least for today. Antoine was laying on the freshly cut grass, his stomach was rapidly raising and falling from chasing Costa around the pitch just now. For some reason seeing him like this made your stomach flutter at how truly handsome he was. Not to mention athletic, which was not exactly the trait you could say you possessed, even though since being with Antoine you had secretly tried to learn as many tricks to try and hopefully impress him.

As you approached, he took his arm off of his eyes and squinted at you, a little smirk was playing on his lips as he said:

“Enjoying the view, love?”

“I beg your pardon, I was looking at Gameiro, he is looking rather fine today,” you smirked back, but as soon as that smirk had appeared, as soon it was wiped off when Antoine got up and started chasing you around the field.

Terrified. You were terrified of him catching you, because you knew his tricks and that him getting a hold of you would mean the death of you. Literally. He knew that your weakness was tickling, and you couldn’t handle it even to save your own life. However, we are talking about a footballer here, and in the meantime of the first 20 seconds he had you in his arms and on the ground, his fingers already finding the soft skin of your ribcage.

“Please, I beg you, I was just joking,” you tried to get it out, but the air leaving your lungs along your laughter made it seem like you were dying.

“Just joking, right? And what would you do if I were to say that I am only jokingly tickling you, huh, love?” he said back, the smug look on his face only intensified as your voice grew louder.

“P-please, let me go! I will play the ball with you, just stop touching me!”

“That is not a phrase I hear often, love,” he smirked once again, receiving a slap on his arm for such a perverted reference, “but alright, I will let you live this time, but only if you score at least three out of five goals and somehow manage to steal the ball from me.”

“You have got to be joking, Antoine,” you said seriously, but even that didn’t budge the cocky look on his face, “you know what? Fine. It’s not like I’m playing against Ronaldo or anything,” and with that you got up, took the ball and prayed to god that he was only joking, but the look on his face after that Cristiano reference told you otherwise.

Though dribbling was something even you considered to be easy, having Antoine as an opponent soon enough made you rethink your life choices, because the boy didn’t look to have come to play games. At first he had gone a lot tougher on you, but now he was just messing around, because he had seen your dedication and the concentrated look on your face. Though he made sure to go easy on you and to not accidentally hurt you, he still had a hint of worry in his face every time your small frame collided with his, to which you only responded with an ugly wheeze as you sprinted past him and scored another goal against him, to which he responded with a:

“You know that I let you do that, right? It’s not like you are good or anything,” he fake-scoffed and playfully rolled his eyes, but in his mind he couldn’t help but smile at how much you were enjoying this and his profession, how much you liked to spend time with him and fool around.

“Oh please, just admit it! I am better than you! Jesus, now I agree with Simeone for making you lazy arses come here for the day, you guys suck!” you laughed as you approached him and put your arms around his neck. His eyes were smiling, though his face was stone cold serious.

“It’s not funny, (Y/N), we don’t suck, but if sucking is something you have in mind, we could go home earlier and arrange that,” and the smirk was once again on his face, but you couldn’t wipe it off even if you tried.

“You are horrible, you know that, right?” you said with a disgusted look on your face and laughed.

“Well, if being sooo disgusting let me get a girl as beautiful as you, then I don’t mind, you know,” he smiled, and lightly pecked your lips.

“If only it was that easy, I’m actually only with you, because I knew I could get Gameiro’s number,” and with that you were off laughing, while Antoine called after you:

“I will sure want to see you trying to walk properly tomorrow, if you won’t stop right now!”

“Make me!” you called back, already not being able to wait 'til the two of you will get home.

Just imagine the things those arms could do to you…. I just…. ughhh

Hi do you have a lot of requests for Antoine or can I rewues one small thing? 💓

Hello! As of now I have quite a lot of them. I am actually overwhelmed, to be honest with you. :D I am trying my best to write them as fast as I can, but I want to produce quality writings, so it may take a while longer than anticipated. You can surely request! It will definitely be up within a couple of days, maybe even sooner, if that's okay with you! :)