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Birthday Suprise! w/Rob Gronkowski For Anon.

Rob Gronkowski:

Outfit (The fight/The party planning/actual party):

Scenes (As it goes on):

Children(Different Races):


“Kiss my ass, (Y/N)! I hope you’re happy with the dick you’ve been sleeping with!” Rob yelled while throwing things in the trunk of his truck. You are behind him trying to explain to your husband of 5 years, he was making a HUGE misunderstanding.

“NO! If you would just listen to me for 10 seconds!” You say pulling his huge arm, attempting to stop him from walking out of your life.

“What?! So you can make MORE excuses as to why you have been coming home late?! HMM?! Or the secretive talks on the phone for an hour, everyday for the past month?! You really are a slut!” He screams in your face and you stand there stunned and hurt. You were a virgin when you were with him and you loved him so much. You were planning his surprise birthday party with his mom and brothers. It was gonna be the best party Gronk will have and it’s all out of your pocket, but you love him that much that he deserves an awesome and crazy birthday. The smell of burning rubber enter your nostril pulling you out of your thoughts. Rob is already gone and tears go down your cheeks as you stand in the abandoned driveway but you are not alone. You put a hand over your stomach and whisper a silent prayer that things will be okay for you and your future baby.

*Time Skip to 3 weeks later: May 16 (2 days after his birthday) 10:36 am*

Today is the day! It’s Rob’s birthday celebration and you have everything planned out even though Rob hasn’t tried contacting you, meaning he was still upset. After the almost month of morning sickness and planning this birthday bash with his family, everything will turn out okay. As you are thinking Rob’s mom, Diane, walks in squealing with waiters and waitresses behind her carrying many of Rob’s favorite food.

“Hi honey!” She gives you a hug and a kiss on the cheek, you smile and hug her back until you smell the most awful smell: hot wings. You run to the bathroom and make it just in time to reach the toilet before you empty your stomach. Diane helps you get cleaned up and gives you some water.

“Honey, I wanna ask you something and I think I know the answer…” She softly smiles and gives your hand a squeeze. You nod for her to continue.

“Are you pregnant? Am I gonna be a grandma?” You smile and nod your head. She squeals and starts jumping up and down, you laugh at her reaction. As this is happening, Rob’s brothers walk in on the situation happening, laughing at there dancing mother.

“What’s going on, Ma?” Chris and Dan asked while carrying some furniture inside the venue. Before you can tell them she interrupts.

“I’M GONNA BE A GRANDMA!” You laugh and see them run up to you yelling there congratulations, you are happy that they are happy but you are sad that Rob wasn’t the first to know.

“How did Rob react?!” Gordie asks while giving you a gentle hug. That’s when your eyes start to tear up and you look down to the floor, to embarrassed to look at there faces.

“Rob thought I was cheating on him a couple weeks ago, he called me a slut and left.” You whispered the last sentence, hating that it came from the love of your life’s mouth. You look up to see Diane look at you with pity and the rest of the guys looked pissed, they are the one’s to keep Rob happy and having fun until tonight and now you feel like you ruined the day.

“Son of a bitch…” Glenn mutters, causing Diane to smack the back of his head really hard, the family chuckles lowly.

“Please don’t tell him. I want him to enjoy the day and please don’t mention me, just do what the schedules says and come back here at 11:30, okay? I just wanna this to be a special day for him. Be nice for me and blueberry, okay?” The brother’s nod and the whole family looks very confused as to what, ‘blueberry’ means.

“Blueberry is the baby’s nickname, I don’t know the sex yet but I do know when I found out it was the size of a blueberry.” They all nod in understanding and they go out to fulfill on making this day special for Rob. As the brothers leave, Diane gives you a huge hug and whispers.

“I am so proud of you and I’m glad you are my daughter-in-law.” You start to tear up and smile at her, you link arms and continue on getting everything setup.

*Rob’s POV*

Today was fucking awesome! We went to a Red Sox game and I got to throw the first pitch. Then, we went to the TD Garden to shoot some hoops with some of the Celtics players. Finally, we went to the best bar in town, North 26. By 11:00, I was ready to party but everywhere we went reminded me of (Y/N), she was still the apple of my eye. No matter how many girls flirted with me, all I remember was the tears on her guilty but beautiful face. If she never cheated on me, I would’ve been okay with just us hanging out on my birthday but I love my brothers.

“Rob! What are you thinking about?” Gordie asks driving us through the town. Chris and Dan have been snappy sometimes today but have been having fun when I’m not talking. I look at Gordie and sigh.

“Just thinking about (Y/N)… she cheated on me and…” Dan laughs humorlessly, causing me to turn around and glare. What’s so funny?

“What the FUCK is so funny? I love her and she cheated on me?! W-” Before I can rant Dan interrupts me.

“With who?” I don’t know. I stay silent.

“What evidence did you have?” Again, I stay silent.

“Did you even ask her or give her a chance to explain?” Silence. He scoffs and we stop in front of this nice building but it looks like there is no one there. Where are we?

“Guys, what the f-”

“Just go inside…” Chris chuckles and pushes me a little too rough but I fake chuckle and walk up the flight of steps. Gordie goes in front of two huge doors and shoves them open with force. The doors open and many people jump out screaming surprise while a giant cake comes out with sparklers on top as they start singing, ‘Happy Birthday.’ I blow out the sparklers and briefly thank everyone for coming, yelling, “LET’S PARTY!” I start eating and dancing when I see the most beautiful women walk inside with a clipboard in her beautiful soft hands and mic in her ear. (Y/N). She looks more radiant than ever but she broke my heart. I’m taken out of thought when I see my mom walking up to me with a disappointed look on her face but a smile to cover it for the guests. She escorts me to the hallway that is some what silent.

“You fucked up…” She said softly, I sigh and was about to explain.

“No! You messed up and worst of all she is suffering as well.” I’m angry now.

“I’m your son! How could you just go against your own son like that! She cheated! She’s the slu-”

“You finish that sentence, I will tell everyone here to leave and you may be 6’6 and all but I can still whoop your ass. Now! You wanna know WHY she has been out all night a couple weeks back? To look for party venues on the other side of the city! For YOU! You wanna know why she has been whispering on the phone?! Talking to caterers and contacting important people about today, for YOU! You wanna know how YOU didn’t even have to pay for anything today from the game you watch and the food and beer you had today?! She paid for it! She did ALL of this for YOU! Get your head out of your ass and get back the most amazing girl before it is too late. She loves you SOO much that she has been depressed but she is destined to make YOU happy. What are YOU gonna do to make her happy?” She said walking off.

What have I done? I just accused the love of my life of being a slut and of cheating on me. I just convinced the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me she was nothing in my life. I just wanna  hold her and kiss her and apologize for being the biggest dick of all time. Thank god for the loud music and some of the drunk teammates and people around that no one realized what just happened. I start looking around for (Y/N) but she know where in sight, I turn and I see Gordie standing right there.

“She just left, she felt unwanted here. You did mess up but I know you’re gonna make it right.” He pats my shoulder and I go to find my babygirl.

*Your POV*

It was a success; Rob is happy so I’m happy, even though he hates me, I still love him. I am on my way to my car to go home because I just didn’t want to be there: the smell of alcohol and sweaty bodies was everywhere and I just can’t handle the awful smell. I gave Diane the power when I left and she completely understood. I am unlocking my door I hear my name being screamed, I turn around to see Rob running after towards me and I panic. Even though he won’t physically hurt me, what if he’s drunk and wants to yell at me more? I get into my car and turn on the ignition but before I can pull off, the passenger side door swings open and Rob hops in. You avoid eye contact with him.

“Get out!” You spit in anger, avoiding eye contact. He looks so guilty and you know that he knows what he did.

“Baby, I am so sorry I treated you that way. I’m sorry for calling you a slut. I’m sorry I left home. I’m sorry for not giving you a chance to explain yourself. I’m sorry I didn’t thank you for the amazing day today. I love you.” He tries to caress your cheek but you flinch away and get out the car with a huff. You can’t take three steps before you are gently grabbed and pulled back into a warm chest that you love to cuddle up to. You fight the sparks and hit his chest repeatedly and squirm in his hold, he grips you tighter.

“I hate you for making me feel this way…” You cry and bury your face in his chest as you cry. You remember stress isn’t good for the baby.

“I love you too. I am so sorry. I don’t care if it takes my whole life to make it up to you, I will make it up to you forever.” He whispers in your ear and you smile softly, you push him lightly away and wipe your tears.

“Crying isn’t good for the-” You stop your self and pause, forgetting he doesn’t know about the baby yet.

“Isn’t good for what, (Y/N)? Only time I’ve heard that is if your…” He pauses and lifts you off the ground and spinning you around.

“Are you?”

“Yeah…” You grin widely and he smiles with tears running down his and your face. He looks in pain and guilty and you know why.

“I left for almost a month alone when I should’ve been there helping you with my son. All because of my dumbass assumption!! He slams his fist down on the top of the car in anger and you see a tear roll down his cheek.

“Hey, but I’m here now. And besides it’s gonna be a girl so…” You smirk and place your hands on his sides. He turns around smiling and wraps his arms around you protectively. He bends down and gives you a quick but passionate kiss.

“I love you…” He breathes while your foreheads are together. You smile at his question.

“Good! Because I love you…” You give him a kiss and you both start walking to the party again, hand and hand. That night you knew that Rob Gronkowski will love you forever.

MAJOR Catching Up w/ Luke Kuechly for Anon

Luke Kuechly(sexy ain’t he?lol):

Outfit(Beyonce slays my life like, seriously!(Gala/That Day)):

Nala eye’s(seductive ain’t it?lol):

LJ(Small baby to now):

Second baby with LJ:


“(Y/N)! Hey! I’m talking to you! Why are you walking so fast?!” Luke asks while grabbing onto your upper arm gently. You are looking down, hiding your face from embarrassment and hate on his face. You hear LJ in his stroller giggling from going so fast, you smile and you quickly snap back to reality to feel warm lips on yours. You immediately push away.

“What the fu-dge, Luke?! I am trying to go to my new office, Luke! I am your physical therapist!” You correct yourself because you are in your baby’s presence. Luke looks stunned and hurt for a second but quickly covers it with annoyance and anger.

“You left after...that night, 2 years ago and I haven’t seen you since. Now I see you being showed around by Cam, my single best friend. Are you interested or something?” He looks heartbroken at this moment and your heart screams to wrap your legs around him and tell him you love him.

“Why would you ask me that?” You cross your arms in a challenging way. Luke groans and runs his hand through his sweaty hair, which you thought was SO sexy.

“You are so beautiful and funny and smart. Your dark skin and those eyes, that body, and your smile just makes me go crazy. Cam would be stupid to not grab you while you’re single…” Luke growls possessively, your legs almost go weak but you hold on to LJ’s stroller.

“Luke, you don’t have to worry about tha-” You are cut off by LJ’s baby yells and whines, rubbing his eyes. Luke’s attention snaps to LJ in surprise but confusion. You take LJ out of his stroller and you see he is sleepy and hungry. You rub his back as he talks more gibberish and claps his hands randomly. His hazel-green eyes meet Luke’s and almost a connection happens because he leans to Luke for him to hold LJ. Luke looks taken aback but accepts the fairly small 11 month old. LJ puts his head on Lukes large shoulder and gives you a toothy grin while clapping his small hands. Luke and you softly chuckle.

“(Y/N), who’s the father? I know he is yours from the dimples and the cute nose.” Luke takes a step closer, as if he knows that…LJ is his son.

*2 years ago, New York Gala*

“Luke! That was SO funny, man!” You giggle as Luke teases you about how you used to cheer and you fell off the pyramid one time at the state finals for football. You were attending a Gala for work with the Giants organization, you rammed into a wall but the wall was your childhood best friend. You talked the entire time and you decided to go out to a bar afterwards, you are now a little tipsy but still aware. Luke puts his hand around your waist and you give him the Nala eye’s for some odd reason.

“What are you doing, Luke?” You ask with a slight smirk and a bite to your lips. Luke groans quietly and puts his face into your neck. You wonder if he is just drunker than you expected. You feel light feathery kisses on your neck, you hold back a moan by putting some water in your mouth.

“Luke, you’re drunk…” He growls lightly, sending vibrations through your whole body.

“No, I’m not. I want you, babygirl.” He states and you look into his eyes to see pure lust and love.

“I only do that with someone I love and someone who loves me. You know that, Luke.” You whisper in embarrassment, he leans back with a stone face and said the words you have been waiting for since you were in high school.

I love you. I want you. I craved you for so many years and now that you are actually here, I’m never letting you go.” Luke grabs your face gently and places his warms lips to yours. It starts off sweet and innocent but starts to get heated and seductive. You pull away realizing you were the only ones in the bar but the bartender, who is on his phone, thank god.

Let’s go…” You whisper seductively, but failed because of you trying to catch your breath from the firework of a kiss. Luke chuckles from your sudden struggle of breath and nods, going back to his hotel and having the best night if your life.


“It’s me, isn’t it? I’m his father.” Luke whispers, trying not to wake a sleeping LJ in his arms. You explained everything at the park and he put two and two together. You tried to grab LJ from Luke to feed him before he went to sleep but he kept holding on to Luke for dear life, eventually fake crying to make you stop.

“Yes… I’m sorry.” You whisper, looking down at the grass underneath your toes. Luke slides closer and grabs your chin with his free hand, he kisses you softly and looks into your eyes.

“It’s okay.” You shake your head, tears blurring your vision.

“No, it’s not! I kept him from you and I feel like a terrible mother for keeping your son away from you. I hate myself…” You whisper as you break down in soft sobs, Luke lays LJ in his carseat from the corner of your eye and he grabs your shaking small, body into his large, warm on. You instantly calm down and just sit there in silence waiting for him to speak.

“Even though you kept him away, you kept him away from the media hurting him and you. You kept him away from the media bashing him, you kept him away from the ladies hating you for having the cutest baby in the world by the sexiest man in NFL.” You giggle quietly and roll your eyes, he smiles.

“What I said 2 years ago, I meant it. I loved you since I was a freshman high school. You are the only women that matters to me. Now, I love LJ so much and I met him 2 hours ago.” He gazes at LJ in love and softly runs his hand in LJ’s soft curls. Your baby boy moves a little and opens his gorgeous eyes sleeply. He stares at you and softly smiles at both of you, putting his hand in his face. Luke tickles his small belly and LJ giggles loudly and claps his hands some more, his favorite thing to do.

“I was wondering, maybe after you find a good babysitter for baby boy over here on Friday. Can I take you out? Properly?” You laugh and nod your head enthusiastically. He smiles wide and kisses you with so much passion, you pull away remembering LJ is right in front of LJ. You look at LJ to see him clapping and yelling, “YAY!” in his baby voice. You both smile and you lean your head on Luke’s shoulder with LJ on Luke’s lap playing with his toy.

You think about your little developing family and you smile. You couldn’t be happier.

…mi racconto un po’…

mi piace il buon cibo, mi piace la pasta il pane e la pizza, amo il vino e vado matta per la birra rossa rigorosamente bevuta dalla bottiglia,non mi piacciono i dolci di nessun genere, il caffè lo bevo sempre corretto (tranne nei mesi più caldi)…alla sera mi piace fare delle lunghe passeggiate sul lungolago, sono un tipo sportivo amo correre e nuotare, adoro le macchine veloci e sono un’alfista…la mia fede calcistica è NERAZZURRA sono INTERISTA fino all’ultimo lembo di pelle ma non solo mi piacciono l’hockey e il football americano (quando c’è il super ball rimango in piedi tutta notte) amo viaggiare e conoscere nuovi posti e ritengo l’Italia il paese più bello del mondo nonostante i nostri politicanti di merda facciano di tutto per renderlo invivibile…caratterialmente forte sono un tipo deciso e sicura di me stessa sono permalosa, solare e dico sempre quello che penso…


Sports Vocabulary in Spanish and French

Sport – el deporte - le sport

Soccer – el fútbol – le football/ le foot

Football – el fútbol americano – le football américain

Tennis – el tenis – le tennis

Basketball – el baloncesto – le basket-ball

Baseball – el béisbol – le base-ball

Hockey – el hockey – le hockey

Swimming – la natación – la natation

Volleyball – el voleibol – le volleyball

Badminton – el bádminton – le badminton

Skating – el patinaje – le patinage

Archery – el tiro al arco – le tir à l’arc

Olympic Games – los Juegos Olimpicos – les Jeux Olympiques

Athlete – el/la atleta – l’athlète (m./ f.)

Referee – el árbitro – l’arbitre

Competition – la competición – la compétition

Medal – la medalla – la médaille

Gold – el oro – l’or (m.)

Silver – la plata – l’argent (m.)

Bronze – el bronce – le bronze

Skates – los patines – les patins

Court – la cancha – le terrain/la court

Player – el jugador/ la jugadora – le joueur/ la joueuse

Team – el equipo – l’équipe (f.)

Ball – la pelota/ el balón – la valle/ le ballon

Racquet – la raqueta – la raquette

Bat – el bate – la batte

Uniform – el uniforme – l’uniforme (m.)

Coach – el entrenador/ la entrenadora – l’entraîneur (m.)/ l’entraîneuse (f.)

Point – el punto – le point

Game/match – el juego/ el partido – le jeu/ le match

Goal – el gol – le but

To score – marcar – marquer

Winner – el ganador/la ganadora – el gagnant/ la gagnante

Loser – el perdedor/ la perdedora – le perdant/ la perdante

To win – ganar – gagner

To lose – perder – perdre

Stadium – el estadio – le stade

Practice – la practica – la pratique

To train – entrenar – entraîner

Let me know if I’ve made a mistake or forgotten any words!