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hiii I love your fanfics!! Could I request one with gavi where he takes you to la feria de Sevilla. And she isn’t from Spain so he shows her around la Féria and teaches her how to dance and maybe also he is starstruck seeing her in the flamenco dress. Pleaseee
La Feria De Seville - Pablo Gavi
WC: 700+
warnings: incorrect grammar (probably), my first language isn't english so if you notice any mistakes please tell me, fluff!
Quick explanation of La Feria De Seville:
The Feria de Seville started in 1846 as a livestock fair. It was organized by two councillors, Basque José María Ybarra and Catalan Narciso Bonaplata. The fair was held at the Prado de San Sebastian, on the outskirts of the city. Over time, the festival evolved into the lively and colorful event that it is today.
The fair generally begins two weeks after the Semana Santa, or Easter Holy Week. It officially begins at midnight on Saturday, and runs 7 days, ending on the following Saturday
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As you step off the bustling streets of Seville, Spain, into the vibrant chaos of La Feria de Seville, Pablo takes your hand, his eyes sparkling with excitement. You can feel the energy pulsating through the air, the sound of flamenco music mingling with the chatter of the crowd. This is a world unlike any other, and Pablo is your guide.
"Welcome to La Feria, mi amor," he says, his voice warm with affection.
You follow Pablo through the maze of colorful tents and bustling crowds, your senses overwhelmed by the sights and sounds of the festival. Everywhere you look, there are people laughing, dancing, and indulging in the joy of the moment.
Pablo leads you to a clearing in the center of the fairgrounds, where a makeshift dance floor has been set up beneath a canopy of twinkling lights. Without hesitation, he pulls you into his arms, his movements fluid and confident as he guides you through the steps of the traditional Sevillanas dance.
At first, you stumble and falter, your feet awkward and unsure. But with Pablo's patient guidance, you soon find your rhythm, your body moving in harmony with his. Together, you whirl and spin across the dance floor, lost in the magic of the moment.
As the night wears on, Pablo takes you on a whirlwind tour of La Feria, introducing you to his friends and family, and sharing with you the rich history and traditions of the festival. You listen intently, hanging on his every word, captivated by the passion and pride in his voice.
Pablo's sister, Aurora, appears beside you with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "Come, mi amiga," she says, her voice filled with excitement. "I have something for you."
Curious, you follow Aurora through the throngs of people, until you reach a small tent adorned with colorful fabrics and sparkling trinkets. Inside, she rummages through a pile of dresses until she emerges triumphant, holding out a flamenco dress with a flourish.
"It's for you," Aurora declares, her smile infectious. "Try it on."
You hesitate, feeling a rush of nerves at the thought of wearing such a beautiful garment. But Aurora's encouragement is infectious, and before you know it, you find yourself slipping into the dress, the fabric cool against your skin as it cascades down your body in a riot of ruffles and lace.
As you step out of the dressing tent, Aurora's eyes widen in delight, her applause mingling with the cheers of the crowd. "You look stunning!" she exclaims, her voice ringing out over the music. "Like a true Sevillana!"
Pablo appears at your side, his gaze soft with admiration as he takes in the sight of you in the flamenco dress. "You are even more beautiful than I imagined," he whispers, his words sending a shiver down your spine.
As the night at La Feria de Sevilla begins to wind down, Pablo suggests taking a stroll along the banks of the Guadalquivir River. The air is filled with the sweet scent of orange blossoms, and the distant sound of music drifts through the night, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.
Hand in hand, you follow Pablo as he leads you away from the fairgrounds and towards the river, the cobblestone streets bathed in the soft glow of lanterns. The twinkling lights reflected in the waters of the Guadalquivir create a mesmerizing sight, casting a magical spell over the night.
As you walk, you share intimate conversations about your hopes, dreams, and aspirations, each word spoken with a tenderness that fills the air with warmth. Pablo listens attentively as you speak, his eyes fixed on yours with an intensity that makes your heart skip a beat.
With a tender smile, Pablo takes your hands in his, his gaze filled with warmth and affection.
"I love you," Pablo whispers, his voice barely more than a breath against your skin.
Tears well up in your eyes at his confession, overwhelmed by the depth of emotion in his words. Without hesitation, you throw your arms around him, pulling him close as you press your lips to his in a sweet, lingering kiss.
In that moment, surrounded by the magic of La Feria and the soft embrace of the night, you know that you have found something truly special—a love that transcends time and distance, a love that fills your heart to overflowing.
"I love you too, Pablo," you whisper against his lips, your voice filled with tenderness and joy. "More than words can say."
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Shared Revelation - Marc Guiu
Authors note: now what the fuck was that match
Warnings: incorrect grammar (probably), my first language isn't english so if you notice any mistakes please tell me, just fluff!
WC: 1000+
Summary: On a vacation with friends, a booking error has you and Marc sharing a bed. As night falls, conversations lead to mutual confessions of long-held feelings. The moment culminates in a kiss, marking the start of a promising romance.
The anticipation for the annual friend group vacation had been building for weeks. This year, you were headed to a picturesque mountain retreat, nestled among towering pines and overlooking a pristine lake. Everyone was thrilled at the prospect of a week of relaxation, adventure, and bonding.
As the group arrived at the vacation rental, excitement filled the air. But as the door swung open and everyone piled inside, there was a collective gasp of dismay.
"We... we booked a house with five rooms instead of six," Héctor, the organizer of the trip, announced sheepishly, staring at the floor as if hoping it would offer a solution.
Panic bubbled up within the group as they realized the implications of this oversight. With six people on the trip, someone would have to share a room. Amidst the chaos of sorting out sleeping arrangements, you exchanged a nervous glance with Marc, your friend and longtime crush.
"It's fine, we can make do," Marc said with a reassuring smile, though you could see the uncertainty flickering in his eyes.
You tried to ignore the butterflies in your stomach as you followed Marc to the designated room, heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and trepidation.
The room was cozy, with a rustic charm that matched the rest of the house. A large, comfortable-looking bed dominated the space, its crisp white sheets inviting you to sink into its embrace. You couldn't help but feel a flush of heat rise to your cheeks as you realized what sharing a bed with Marc would entail.
"We'll make it work," Marc said, breaking the silence that had settled between you.
You nodded, unable to trust your voice as you busied yourself unpacking your belongings. The tension in the air was palpable as you and Marc avoided each other's gaze, both acutely aware of the intimacy of the situation.
The mountain air was crisp and cool as you and Marc settled into the warmth of the cabin after a day of exploring. The fire crackled merrily in the fireplace, casting flickering shadows across the room as you both laid on the bed, lost in conversation.
As the night wore on, the conversation drifted from one topic to the next, weaving through memories of childhood and dreams for the future. You found yourself opening up to Marc in a way you never had before, sharing secrets and stories that you had kept hidden for years.
"It's funny how things change," Marc mused, a nostalgic smile tugging at his lips. "I never would have imagined we'd end up here, sharing a bed in the middle of nowhere."
You laughed, the sound echoing softly in the quiet of the cabin. "Life has a funny way of surprising us," you agreed, feeling a warmth spread through you at the realization that Marc was opening up to you too.
But as the conversation lulled and silence settled between you, a tension hung in the air, thick and palpable. You could feel Marc's gaze on you, intense and searching, and you swallowed nervously, unsure of what to say.
And then, without warning, Marc's words spilled out in a rush, tumbling over each other in a jumble of emotion.
"I can't stop thinking about you," he confessed, his voice raw with vulnerability. "Every moment we spend together, every laugh we share, it just makes me want you more. I know it's probably the worst timing, but I can't keep pretending that I don't feel this way."
His words hung in the air, heavy with meaning, and for a moment, you were frozen, unable to process the whirlwind of emotions that swept through you.
But then, before you could overthink it, before you could second-guess yourself, you leaned forward and pressed your lips to his, silencing his words with a kiss.
The world fell away as the kiss deepened, passion igniting between you like a flame catching fire. In that moment, there were no words, no doubts, only the overwhelming certainty that this was where you were meant to be.
"Since when have you liked me?" you whispered, your voice barely more than a breath against his lips.
Marc's eyes softened, a fond smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Since the day I met you," he admitted, his voice barely more than a whisper. "I just didn't realize it until now."
"How long... how long have you liked me?"
Your heart skipped a beat at the question, the weight of his words sinking in as you realized the gravity of what he was asking. How long had you liked Marc? It was a question you had avoided answering for so long, even to yourself.
And yet, as you met Marc's gaze, you knew that there was only one answer.
"Since forever," you admitted, your voice barely more than a whisper. "I've always known, Marc. I just... I just didn't know how to say it."
There was a brief pause, the air charged with anticipation. Then, as if drawn together by an invisible force, you and Marc leaned in simultaneously, closing the gap between you with a tender, heartfelt kiss.
In that moment, everything else faded away—the crackling fire, the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the windows, the distant sound of the wind outside. There was only the warmth of Marc's lips against yours, the gentle pressure of his hand on your cheek, and the overwhelming rush of emotion that flooded your senses.
It was a kiss that spoke volumes, a silent affirmation of the feelings you had both kept hidden for so long. And as you finally pulled away, breathless and flushed, you knew that this was just the beginning of something beautiful, something real.
With a smile that echoed the joy in your heart, Marc whispered, "I'm glad we finally said it."
And you couldn't help but agree, knowing that from this moment on, you and Marc would face whatever challenges came your way together, hand in hand, hearts entwined in a love that was as deep as it was undeniable.
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Bathed in Love - Pablo Gavi
Authors note: why is economics so boring 🙄
WC: 800+
warnings: incorrect grammar (probably), my first language isn't english so if you notice any mistakes please tell me, fluff with a hint of smut.
summary: In the shower, thoughts of Pablo consume you. You recall your chance meeting and the growing bond between you. Pablo surprises you by joining, and a tender moment follows. Cuddled in bed afterward, you're grateful for your love. With Pablo, every day is an adventure.
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You step into the shower, the warm water cascading over your body, soothing your muscles after a long day. As you close your eyes, you can't shake off the smile that's been plastered on your face all day. Thoughts of Pablo flood your mind, his laughter echoing in your ears.
It all started when you bumped into him at the coffee shop down the street. A simple accident that turned into a serendipitous meeting. His eyes met yours, and in that moment, it felt like the world stood still. You struck up a conversation, and before you knew it, hours had passed like mere seconds.
Now, every moment without him feels incomplete. You find yourself humming tunes in the shower, melodies that remind you of him. The steam swirls around you as you recall the way his hand felt in yours, the sound of his laughter ringing in your ears.
The water pounds against your skin, a rhythm that matches the beat of your heart. With each droplet that falls, you imagine it washing away your worries, leaving only space for thoughts of Pablo.
Lost in your daydreams, you don't hear the bathroom door creak open. Suddenly, you feel a pair of arms wrap around you from behind, pulling you close. You open your eyes to see Pablo's reflection in the foggy mirror, his smile mirroring your own.
"I couldn't resist joining you," he whispers, his breath warm against your ear.
You turn around in his embrace, your laughter bubbling up like the steam around you. As you meet his gaze, something electric passes between you. Without a word, he leans in, his lips meeting yours in a heated kiss.
Time seems to stand still as you melt into each other, the world outside fading away into oblivion. The water from the shower continues to rain down around you, but all you can feel is the warmth of Pablo's embrace, the softness of his lips against yours.
When you finally pull away, breathless and flushed, you're both grinning like teenagers who've just discovered love for the first time. And in that moment, as you stand there together, you realize the depth of your feelings for each other. It's a vulnerable moment, but also a shared realization that what you have is something truly special.
As you lean your head against Pablo's chest, you're reminded of the first time you met him. It was a rainy afternoon much like this one, and you were both seeking shelter in the cozy warmth of the coffee shop. He had bumped into you accidentally, spilling his drink in the process. But instead of getting upset, you couldn't help but laugh at the situation. That laughter had sparked something between you, a connection that felt inexplicable yet undeniably real.
Since that day, Pablo has become more than just a passing acquaintance; he's become your confidant, your partner-in-crime, your love. Together, you've shared countless moments of joy and laughter, as well as moments of vulnerability and doubt. But through it all, you've only grown closer, your bond strengthening with each passing day.
In the steam-filled bathroom, with Pablo by your side, you realize that love is not just a feeling—it's a promise, a promise to dance in the rain and sing in the shower, together, forever.
As you wrap your arms around him, holding him close, you know that no matter what challenges may come your way, as long as you have each other, you can weather any storm.
After the shower, you and Pablo retreat to the comfort of your bed, wrapped in each other's embrace. The soft glow of the bedside lamp casts a warm light across the room as you snuggle closer, your bodies fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle.
You trace lazy circles on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your fingertips. Pablo's fingers weave through your hair, his touch gentle and reassuring. In this moment, there are no words needed—just the simple act of being together is enough to fill your heart with contentment.
As you drift off to sleep, wrapped in Pablo's arms, you know that tomorrow is a new day filled with endless possibilities. But for now, all you need is this moment, this feeling of being loved and cherished beyond measure.
And as you close your eyes, a smile tugs at the corners of your lips, knowing that with Pablo by your side, every day is an adventure waiting to unfold.
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Barça Bond - Fermín López
Authors note: i'm trying to write as much as possible the next few days because exam szn is here and i have a lot of studying to do🙃 so send requests! 🫶🏼
Warnings: incorrect grammar (probably), my first language isn't english so if you notice any mistakes please tell me, just fluff i think
WC: 850+
Summary: You and Fermín, both players for FC Barcelona, developed a bond during training. Despite an injury you suffered defending him, Fermín supported you. Your friendship turned into romance despite teasing from teammates. Supported by your peers, you faced the future together.
You were passionate about football. Every kick of the ball, every sprint down the field, fueled your love for the game. You played for FC Barcelona's women's team, known not just for your skillful footwork and strategic gameplay, but also for your unwavering dedication to the sport.
Fermín was a standout midfielder for the men's team, admired by fans and teammates alike for his agility, precision passes, and ability to read the game. He seemed to glide across the field, effortlessly orchestrating plays and leaving opponents in his wake.
Your paths first crossed during a joint training session organized by the club's coach. As you and Fermín found yourselves on opposing sides of a practice match, there was an immediate spark of recognition. You had seen him play before, of course, but being on the same field together ignited something new—a sense of camaraderie mixed with a hint of rivalry.
Throughout the session, tensions rising on the field. One of the opposing players had been playing particularly aggressively for no reason, and it wasn't long before a heated exchange erupted between them and Fermín.
Without a second thought, you rushed to Fermín's defense, stepping between him and the other player. "Hey, ease up! It's just a friendly scrimmage," you said firmly, trying to defuse the situation.
But before you could even finish your sentence, the other player lunged forward, knocking into you with unexpected force. The impact sent you stumbling backward, your feet tangling beneath you. With a cry of surprise, you fell to the ground, landing hard on your side.
Pain shot through you as you lay there, momentarily stunned. Fermín's voice sounded muffled in your ears as he knelt beside you, concern etched on his face. "Are you okay? I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen," he said, his hands hovering uncertainly over you.
Gritting your teeth against the pain, you managed a weak nod. "I-I think so," you replied, wincing as you tried to sit up. Fermín's arm slipped around your waist, helping you into a sitting position as he continued to apologize profusely.
With Fermín's support, you managed to stand, albeit shakily. Together, you made your way off the field and towards the club's medical center. Fermín stayed by your side the entire time, his worry evident in every glance he cast your way.
At the medical center, the club's physiotherapist examined you carefully, checking for any signs of serious injury. After a thorough examination, they reassured you that it was just a knock and nothing more. Relief flooded through you, and you couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation.
Fermín smiled at your reaction, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm glad you're okay," he said softly, his hand reaching out to gently brush against yours.
You smiled back, feeling a warmth spread through you at his touch. "Thanks for staying with me," you said, grateful for his presence and support.
As the season progressed, your teams continued to train together, and you found yourselves drawn to each other during breaks. You struck up conversations about soccer tactics, shared favorite players, and joked about the highs and lows of training sessions.
Off the field, your friendship with Fermín blossomed into something deeper. You discovered that you had much in common beyond soccer. You both loved the thrill of adventure, whether it was trying out new restaurants in town or playing fifa together.
As your bond grew stronger, so did the whispers among your teammates. It wasn't long before they began teasing you about your obvious affection for each other. At first, you brushed off their comments, but as you spent more time together, it became harder to deny the truth—you were falling for Fermín, and he seemed to feel the same way about you.
One evening, after a particularly intense training session, Fermín asked if you'd like to grab a post-practice snack together. You agreed, and as you sat across from each other in a cozy café, sipping hot chocolate and sharing stories, it felt like the most natural thing in the world.
As the weeks turned into months, your relationship with Fermín deepened. You supported each other through tough games, celebrated victories together, and lifted each other up in moments of defeat. You discovered new sides to each other—the vulnerabilities hidden beneath the confident facade on the field, the dreams and aspirations that drove you both forward.
Eventually, your relationship became an open secret among your teammates, who wholeheartedly supported you. When you finally decided to make your relationship official, it felt like the perfect culmination of everything you had shared—the victories, the defeats, the laughter, and the tears.
Standing side by side on the field, hand in hand, you and Fermín knew that you were each other's biggest fans, both on and off the pitch. And as you faced whatever challenges the future held, you were confident that together, you could conquer anything.
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ahhh tysmmm “fountain of love” was perfecttt 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻
thank you so much!!!!🥹🥹❤️❤️
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Hi lovee 💕
Could u do something fluff with Lamine please? I love the way u write!!
heyy i dont write for lamine sorry! 🙃
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can you write a pedri series inspired by a quevedo song for example like columbia
but plz make it a happy ending my heart hurts too much already bc of this season 😭😭😭😭
Fountain of Love - Pedri
Authors note: I've never written something like this so give me feedback! and please send in some requests!🫶🏼
+ I could turn this into a series but yall have to give me songs😭 and it doesn't necessarily have to be by Quevedo.
Warnings: incorrect grammar (probably), my first language isn't english so if you notice any mistakes please tell me
WC: 800 ish
Summary:
You meet Pedri, a talented footballer, in the city. Despite challenges, your love grows stronger. Now, watching the sunset together, you find solace in each other's arms, knowing your love will endure.
Meaning of the song: Columbia by Quevedo is about a romantic relationship, with the lyrics expressing themes of love, desire, and passion. The song likely explores the ups and downs of being in a relationship, perhaps touching on emotions like longing, excitement, and devotion.
The first time you laid eyes on Pedri was like a scene out of a romantic novel, a moment etched into your memory with the vividness of a dream. It was a balmy summer evening, the kind where the air hung heavy with the scent of street food and the sound of laughter danced through the bustling streets. The town square was alive with activity, a vibrant tapestry of colors and sounds that captivated your senses as you strolled through its midst.
And then, amidst the chaos, you saw him—Pedri, standing by the fountain like a serene figure in a painting. There was something about him, something magnetic that drew you in, like a moth to a flame. Not too tall but incredibly handsome, with tousled dark hair and hazel eyes that seemed to hold the secrets of the universe, he exuded a quiet confidence that set him apart from the crowd.
As you approached him, your heart fluttered with anticipation, unsure of what to expect from this enigmatic stranger. But when he turned to look at you, a warm smile gracing his lips, all your doubts melted away. "Hello," he said, his voice soft and melodic, sending shivers down your spine. "Enjoying the evening?"
His words were simple, yet they held a world of meaning, a silent invitation to join him in this moment of serenity amidst the chaos of the city. And so, with a smile of your own, you nodded, feeling a sense of connection blooming between you like a flower in bloom. "Yes, it's beautiful," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper, the words carrying a weight of their own.
And just like that, your journey with Pedri began—a journey filled with twists and turns, highs and lows, laughter and tears. He wasn't just any ordinary guy; he was a footballer, a rising star in the world of sports, with a talent that left spectators in awe and opponents trembling in their boots. But despite his fame and success, he remained humble and down-to-earth, a quality that only made you fall for him even harder.
Together, you navigated the highs and lows of his career, from the exhilarating victories to the devastating defeats. You were his biggest fan, cheering him on from the sidelines with unwavering devotion, even when the odds seemed stacked against him. And through it all, he never failed to make you feel like the most important person in the world, showering you with love and affection every chance he got.
But amidst the excitement of his career, there were moments of doubt and uncertainty, moments when you wondered if your love could withstand the pressures of fame and fortune. There were rumors and scandals, gossip columns filled with speculation about Pedri's personal life, threatening to tear you apart.
But through it all, you stood by him, your love stronger than ever in the face of adversity. You were his rock, his anchor in the storm, reminding him of the person he truly was beneath the glare of the spotlight.
As the years passed, your bond with Pedri only grew stronger, deepening with each passing day. You shared your hopes and dreams, your fears and insecurities, knowing that no matter what the future held, you would face it together.
And then, one magical evening, Pedri got down on one knee and asked you to be his forever. It was a moment you would never forget—the way his eyes sparkled with love and adoration, the way his voice trembled with emotion as he professed his undying love for you. And as you said yes, tears of joy streaming down your cheeks, you knew that your life would never be the same again.
Now, as you stand hand in hand with Pedri, watching the sunset paint the sky in hues of pink and gold, you feel a sense of peace wash over you. For in Pedri's arms, you have found your home, your safe haven in a world filled with chaos and uncertainty.
As the stars begin to twinkle overhead, you lean in to kiss Pedri, your heart overflowing with love and gratitude. For in Pedri, you have found not only a lover but a partner, a soulmate to share life's journey with until the end of time. And as you gaze into each other's eyes, you know that no matter what the future may hold, as long as you have each other, you will always find your way back home.
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Pedri being very clingy and doesn‘t want to let her go to work
Wrapped In Love - Pedri
Authors note: I hope I did your request justice! 🫶
Warnings: incorrect grammar (probably), my first language isn't english so if you notice any mistakes please tell me, just fluff!
WC: 700+
Summary: Pedri convinces his partner to skip work, leading to a day of pampering and bonding. As they indulge in massages and bubble baths, they deepen their connection, reaffirming their love.
The morning light filters through the curtains, painting patterns of gold across the room as you awaken to the soft warmth enveloping you. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, you find yourself nestled in Pedri's arms, his embrace tight and comforting.
"Buenos días, mi vida." he whispers, his voice a gentle murmur against your ear.
"Good morning, mi amor," you reply, smiling at the sight of him, his tousled hair and sleepy eyes making your heart swell with affection.
As you attempt to rise, Pedri tightens his hold, a playful pout forming on his lips. "Do you really have to leave for work today?"
You chuckle softly, running your fingers through his hair. "Yes, bebé, I do. But don't worry, I'll be back before you even realize I'm gone."
Pedri's pout deepens, and he buries his face in the crook of your neck, his arms tightening around you. "But I'll miss you so much. Can't you just stay here with me?"
Your heart melts at his sweet words. With a tender touch, you lift his chin, meeting his gaze. "I wish I could, mi vida. But duty calls, and I must answer. I promise I'll return to you soon."
Pedri's pout deepens, and he pulls you closer, his eyes pleading. "But I don't want you to go. Can't you stay with me?"
Your heart melts at his plea. With a gentle touch, you lift his chin, meeting his gaze. "I wish I could, Pedri. But you know how important my job is. I promise I'll make it up to you when I get back."
Pedri's face brightens at your words, and he leans in for a kiss, savoring the moment. But as you begin to extricate yourself from his embrace, he tightens his hold, a determined look in his eyes.
"Please, mi amor," he whispers, his voice filled with longing. "Stay with me. We can spend the day together, just you and me. I'll make breakfast, we can watch movies, and cuddle all day. Please?"
You're torn, knowing how much Pedri craves your presence. But duty calls, and you can't ignore your responsibilities. Still, the pleading look in his eyes tugs at your heartstrings, and you find yourself hesitating.
"Alright, Pedri," you say, your voice filled with love. "One day together. But only because I can't resist you."
Pedri's face lights up with joy, and he pulls you close, showering you with kisses. "Gracias, mi amor! You won't regret it, I promise."
And as you settle back into bed, wrapped in each other's arms, you know that today will be a day filled with love, laughter, and cherished moments with the one who holds your heart.
As the morning sun bathes the room in a golden glow, Pedri and their partner decide to indulge in a day of pampering and relaxation. They gather fluffy towels, scented oils, and candles, creating an atmosphere of tranquility and intimacy.
Pedri takes the lead, guiding their partner to the cozy living room where plush cushions await. With gentle hands, Pedri begins to knead away the tension from their partner's shoulders, each stroke infused with love and care. Their partner sighs in contentment, melting into the comforting touch, feeling cherished and adored.
In return, their partner insists on returning the favor. With soft music playing in the background, they switch roles, their skilled hands working magic on Pedri's tired muscles. Pedri closes their eyes, surrendering to the sensation, feeling the stress of the outside world melt away with each caress.
After the massages, they move to the bathroom, where a luxurious bubble bath awaits. They fill the tub with warm, fragrant water, and sink into its depths, letting the soothing bubbles envelop them in a cocoon of relaxation. They share laughter and tender whispers, lost in the moment and in each other's company.
As they emerge from the bath, refreshed and rejuvenated, they take turns applying facials, nourishing their skin with creamy masks and serums. They giggle as they try to keep straight faces while the masks work their magic, sharing secrets and dreams as they wait for the products to dry.
Wrapped in fluffy robes, they snuggle on the couch, basking in the afterglow of their pampering session. They exchange loving glances and gentle kisses, feeling closer than ever before. In this moment of shared intimacy and self-care, they realize just how much they mean to each other, and how important it is to nurture their relationship.
As the day draws to a close, they drift off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms, hearts full of love and gratitude.
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A Shoulder to Lean On - Pau Cubarsi
Authors note: I needed to write something (tbh for myself) after this clasico cause wth.
WC: 700+
warnings: incorrect grammar (probably), my first language isn't english so if you notice any mistakes please tell me, angsty but not really angst, fluff.
summary: Pau seeks solace from their partner after feeling responsible for a el clasico loss. Their partner reassures them, emphasizing their unwavering support.
As the final whistle blew, signaling the end of the match, a heavy silence descended upon the stadium. Pau's shoulders slumped, his gaze fixed on the ground, as a wave of guilt washed over him. The opposing team had secured victory through a penalty awarded after his challenge in the box. The weight of responsibility bore down on him, each step heavier than the last as he trudged off the field.
You watched from the stands, your heart aching for Pau. The look of anguish etched on his face was unmistakable, and you knew he blamed himself for the loss. Determined to offer him solace, you waited patiently for him to emerge from the locker room.
When he finally emerged, his expression was one of defeat. Without a word, you approached him, wrapping him in a tight embrace. He tensed at first, his guilt still palpable, but gradually, he leaned into your embrace, seeking comfort in your arms.
The journey home was filled with heavy silence, each passing mile echoing the weight of Pau's burdened conscience. As you pulled into the driveway, you turned to him, your voice gentle yet firm. "Pau, listen to me," you began, your eyes locking with his. "You did your best out there, and that's all anyone can ask for."
His gaze softened, tears glistening in the corners of his eyes. "But I caused the penalty," he whispered, his voice choked with emotion.
You reached out, gently wiping away his tears. "And you've owned up to it," you replied, your voice steady. "That takes courage, Pau. But remember, mistakes happen. It's how we respond to them that defines us."
After arriving home, you guided Pau to the comfort of your shared bed, the weight of the day's events still heavy on his shoulders. With a soft sigh, he sank into the familiar embrace of the mattress, his expression weary but grateful for the sanctuary of home.
Without a word, you slipped in beside him, the warmth of your presence a reassuring constant in the darkness. His body tensed at first, still consumed by the echoes of defeat, but gradually, he melted into your embrace, seeking solace in the comfort of your touch.
"Hey," you whispered softly, brushing a strand of hair away from his forehead. "I know today was tough, but you don't have to carry this burden alone. We're in this together, remember?"
Pau's breath hitched, and he turned to you, his eyes reflecting a mixture of gratitude and vulnerability. "I just... I can't shake the feeling that I let everyone down," he admitted, his voice laced with self-doubt.
You squeezed his hand gently, offering a reassuring smile. "Mi amor, listen to me," you began, your voice filled with conviction. "You're an incredible athlete, and one penalty doesn't define your worth. You've brought so much to the team, and they know that. We all do."
Feeling the tension begin to melt away from his body, Pau nodded, his features softening with relief. "Gracias, mi alma," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
With a tender smile, you pressed a kiss to his forehead, savoring the moment of closeness between you. "De nada, mi amor," you replied, your voice a gentle melody in the stillness of the room. "Now, let's focus on getting some rest. Tomorrow is a new day, filled with possibilities."
As the night draped its cozy blanket over your shared space, you and Pau found yourselves nestled in the sanctuary of your bed, a haven from the world outside. The day's trials seemed to melt away as you snuggled closer, finding solace in the warmth of each other's embrace.
With a contented sigh, Pau buried his face in the crook of your neck, his breath tickling your skin with each gentle exhale. You couldn't help but giggle at the sensation, the sound filling the room with an infectious joy that banished any lingering shadows.
In the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains, you traced lazy circles on Pau's back, the touch light and soothing against his skin. He let out a contented hum in response, his body relaxing against yours as if melting into a puddle of pure bliss.
As the night stretched on, conversations gave way to whispered confessions of love and affection. You peppered Pau's face with gentle kisses, each one a testament to the depth of your adoration.
In the quiet intimacy of your shared bed, surrounded by pillows and blankets cocooning you in warmth, you felt as if the rest of the world had faded into insignificance. All that mattered was the love you shared, a bond as tender and unbreakable as the night itself.
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how is it that we always get robbed? like the blatant corruption in this league is crazy. the way the president of the league is a fan of real madrid, then every ref either liking real madrid or just despising barca doesn't help too and even when there is a ref that actually isn't blind or biased we play like shit.
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they might aswell just say that real madrid is the favorite sibling🤨
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so you make a stadium worth more than a billion euro’s and you cant pay for a camera on the back line😭
i am STUNNED
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hiii loved all of your fics… could you do a fluff one with marc guiu where they have been studying for school so they haven’t seen eachother for days and marc surprises her by going to her house? hope you’ve understood everything!
A Midnight Interlude - Marc Guiu
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WC: 1200+
warnings: incorrect grammar (probably), my first language isn't english so if you notice any mistakes please tell me, just fluff!
summary: Amid exam stress, Marc surprises you. After a cozy movie night and stargazing. Grateful for Marc's presence, you drift to sleep.
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You've been drowning in textbooks and notes for days, the looming exams consuming every waking moment. Each page turned feels like another step closer to the edge of exhaustion. But amidst the stress and late-night cram sessions, there's one thing you miss more than anything, spending time with Marc.
You and Marc have been inseparable since you met at a mutual friend's birthday party. From the first moment you laid eyes on each other, there was an undeniable connection. You've shared laughter, secrets, and countless moments together. But as finals approach, your time together has dwindled to brief text messages and occasional phone calls.
One evening, as you sit at your desk, buried under a pile of papers, you hear a soft knock on your door. Startled, you glance at the clock. Who could be visiting at this hour?
You open the door to find Marc standing there, a sheepish smile on his face and a backpack slung over his shoulder. His eyes sparkle with excitement as he takes in the sight of you.
"Marc! What are you doing here?" you exclaim, unable to hide your surprise.
"I missed you," he says simply, stepping inside and pulling you into a warm embrace. His arms feel like a sanctuary, a refuge from the chaos of your busy life. "I know you've been swamped with studying, but I couldn't go another day without seeing you."
You feel your stress melt away in Marc's arms. You've been so caught up in your studies that you hadn't realized just how much you missed him. His presence is like a soothing balm for your weary soul.
"Come on," Marc says, taking your hand. "Let's take a break from all this studying. I brought some snacks and your favorite movie."
You can't help but smile as Marc leads you to the living room, where he has set up a cozy nest of blankets and pillows in front of the TV. The soft glow of the screen illuminates the room, casting a warm, inviting light.
The sight of popcorn and chocolate makes your stomach rumble with anticipation. You settle onto the couch, tucking yourself into Marc's side as he presses play on the remote. The movie begins, but you find it hard to concentrate with Marc so close, his warmth seeping into your bones.
For the next few hours, you lose yourself in the world of the movie and each other's company. You laugh, you cry, and you share whispered conversations in the dark. It feels like no time has passed at all since you were last together, lost in your own little bubble of happiness.
As the credits roll, you realize just how much you needed this break. Marc has a way of grounding you, of making you forget about the pressures of school and just enjoy the moment. You turn to him, feeling a rush of gratitude and love swell in your chest.
"Thank you for coming, mi amor," you say, pressing a kiss to Marc's cheek.
"Anytime, mi vida," he replies, his voice soft and gentle. "I'll always be here for you, no matter how busy life gets."
You both sit in comfortable silence for a moment, savoring the closeness between you. Then Marc speaks up, his voice tentative.
"Would it be okay if I stayed over tonight?" he asks, his eyes searching yours for approval. "I don't want to leave you alone after such a long day."
A smile spreads across your face at the thought of spending the night with Marc. It's been too long since you've had him beside you, and the idea of falling asleep in his arms fills you with warmth.
"I would love that," you say, reaching out to take his hand. "Stay as long as you like."
Marc's face lights up with a smile, and he leans in to press a gentle kiss to your lips. "Thank you, mi vida," he murmurs, his voice filled with love.
"Hey," he says softly, turning to you with a gleam in his eyes. "It's a perfect night for stargazing. What do you say we take a break and enjoy the view?"
You smile at the suggestion, feeling a flutter of excitement in your chest. "That sounds wonderful." you reply, already imagining the cozy scene under the night sky.
Together, you gather blankets and pillows, creating a makeshift nest in the backyard. The air is cool and crisp, a refreshing contrast to the warmth of the house. You settle onto the blankets, snuggling close to Marc as you tilt your heads back to gaze at the stars.
The night sky stretches out above you, a vast expanse of darkness illuminated by pinpricks of light. Wrapped in blankets and each other's arms, you feel a sense of peace wash over you. The worries of exams and deadlines fade into the background as you lose yourselves in the beauty of the night.
As the hours pass, you share hopes and dreams, whispering secrets into the darkness. You talk about the future, imagining all the adventures you'll go on together once the football season and exams are over and summer break begins.
At one point, a shooting star streaks across the sky, and you both make a wish in unison, hearts filled with hope and possibility.
As you both lay under the blanket of stars, Marc turns to you with a soft smile. "What did you wish for?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.
You glance at him, a playful twinkle in your eye. "I can't tell you," you reply with a teasing grin. "You know the rule - if you tell, it won't come true."
Marc chuckles, leaning in closer to you. "Ah, playing it safe, are we?" he says, his warm breath tickling your ear. "Well, whatever it is, I hope it comes true for you."
His words send a shiver down your spine, a rush of affection flooding your heart. You reach out to squeeze his hand, feeling the connection between you grow even stronger in the quiet of the night.
As Marc's question lingers in the air, a soft smile graces your lips. "I wished for our future together," you finally admit, your voice barely above a whisper.
Marc's eyes widen slightly, his gaze softening as he takes in your words. "Our future," he repeats, his voice filled with warmth and affection. "I couldn't wish for anything more."
You feel a surge of emotion welling up inside you, overwhelmed by the depth of love you feel for Marc in this moment. He pulls you close, wrapping you in a tight embrace as if to reaffirm his commitment to you and the future you both envision together.
Underneath the canopy of stars, surrounded by the quiet serenity of the night, you share a moment of pure connection and understanding. It's as if the universe itself is whispering its blessings upon your love, promising a future filled with endless possibilities and boundless joy.
As you lay there, wrapped in Marc's arms, you can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over you. Whatever challenges lie ahead, you know that as long as you have Marc by your side, you'll be able to face them together, hand in hand, with unwavering love and devotion.
And as you drift off to sleep, cradled in the warmth of Marc's embrace, you hold onto the hope and excitement of the future that awaits, knowing that with him, anything is possible.
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The Coin Toss - Pablo Gavi
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WC: 1300+
warnings: incorrect grammar (probably), my first language isn't english so if you notice any mistakes please tell me, just fluff!
summary: You rely on coin flips to make decisions, leading you to meet Pablo at the park, where you bond over your shared tradition. A coin toss decides on the beginning of a beautiful love story.
Decision-making had always been a daunting task for you. The weight of choosing between two paths, each filled with its own set of uncertainties, often left you paralyzed with indecision. It was during one particularly challenging period in your life that you stumbled upon an unconventional solution, the simple act of flipping a coin.
It started as a whim, a desperate attempt to break free from the cycle of overthinking and second-guessing. One day, faced with a difficult choice, you reached into your pocket and pulled out a coin. With a flick of your thumb, you sent it spinning into the air, leaving its fate to chance.
On this particular day you couldn't decide if you wanted to go to the park or stay in your apartment to study for an upcoming business exam. "Heads, I go to the park," you whispered, the words a silent prayer to the whims of fate.
As the coin arced gracefully through the air, time seemed to slow to a crawl. And then, with a soft clink, it landed in your palm, revealing its verdict. "Heads," you repeated, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Looks like the park it is."
You arrived at the park with a weight on your shoulders, a decision looming in the forefront of your mind. The vast expanse of greenery seemed to beckon you, promising solace and clarity amidst the chaos of life.
As you wandered through the winding paths, the sunlight filtering through the leaves above, you felt the tension begin to ease from your muscles. The scent of freshly cut grass and blooming flowers filled the air, carrying with it a sense of tranquility that you desperately needed.
Finally, you found yourself drawn to a secluded bench nestled beneath the shade of a grand oak tree. It seemed to call to you, offering a sanctuary where you could gather your thoughts and find the answers you sought. Only there was a guy sitting on the bench.
Approaching him tentatively, you cleared your throat, your voice betraying the nervousness that churned within you. "Excuse me, do you mind if I join you?"
The stranger looked up, his warm brown eyes crinkling at the corners as he offered you a friendly smile. "Not at all," he replied, gesturing to the empty space beside him.
Introductions are made, and you learn his name is Pablo. You chat about inconsequential things at first— the weather, the beauty of the park— but soon the conversation takes an interesting turn.
"So, what brings you to the park today?" Pablo asks, a playful glint in his eyes.
You paused for a moment, gathering your thoughts before deciding to share a glimpse of your quirky tradition with the stranger beside you. "Actually, I was going to study for a business exam I have coming up," you began, your voice tinged with a hint of amusement, "but I ended up here instead. You see, I have this odd tradition where I flip a coin to make decisions."
The stranger's eyes widened in surprise, a grin spreading across his face. "No way, you too?" he exclaimed, his voice filled with excitement. "That's incredible! I can't believe we have the same tradition."
You couldn't help but laugh at the sheer coincidence of it all, feeling a sense of connection growing stronger between you with each passing moment. "It seems like fate brought us together," you remarked, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips.
A playful glint danced in Pablo's eyes as he suggested, "Well, why don't we put our tradition to the test? Make a decision together?" "Sure, I'd love that," you replied, unable to hide the smile that tugged at your lips.
With a grin, Pablo retrieved a coin from his pocket, the sunlight catching its gleaming surface as he held it between his fingers. "Heads, we go for ice cream. Tails, we take a stroll by the lake," he proposed, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
You watched with bated breath as Pablo flicked the coin into the air, its metallic clang echoing through the quiet park. Time seemed to stand still as it twirled and spun before finally landing in his palm, revealing its verdict.
"Heads!" Pablo exclaimed, a delighted smile spreading across his face. "Looks like we're getting ice cream."
Your heart soared with excitement as you rose from the bench, a sense of adventure coursing through your veins. Together, you set off towards the nearby ice cream parlor, laughter and lighthearted banter filling the air.
The bell above the door chimed cheerfully as you stepped inside, greeted by the tantalizing aroma of freshly made waffle cones and the colorful display of frozen delights. Pablo's eyes sparkled with delight as he scanned the menu, his excitement infectious.
"I can never resist a classic vanilla cone," he admitted with a sheepish grin.
You chuckled, feeling a sense of warmth spread through you at his endearing confession. "I'm a sucker for anything with chocolate." you confessed, feeling a twinge of excitement at the thought of indulging in your favorite flavor.
As you waited for your treats to be prepared, you and Pablo found a cozy corner to sit, the air filled with the hum of conversation and the tantalizing scent of freshly baked waffle cones.
With your ice cream in hand, you and Pablo savored each delicious bite, the sweetness of the frozen treat melting on your tongues. You couldn't help but smile as you watched Pablo's eyes light up with each lick of his cone, his expression one of pure bliss.
As you and Pablo enjoyed your ice cream, there was an undeniable spark between you, an electric energy that seemed to crackle in the air. With each laugh shared and every lingering glance exchanged, the connection between you deepened, igniting a flame that warmed your hearts.
As you continued to chat, the conversation took a more intimate turn, delving into deeper topics that revealed the layers of your personalities. Each revelation felt like a step closer to understanding each other on a profound level, and with every shared moment, the connection between you deepened, weaving a tapestry of shared experiences and emotions. It might be weird but you felt like you've known him your whole life.
As the conversation lulled into a comfortable silence, a gentle breeze swept through the park, stirring the leaves of the trees and sending a cascade of golden light dancing across the grass. In that moment of serene tranquility, Pablo's gaze met yours, his eyes soft with an unspoken question.
Without a word, he leaned in closer, his breath warm against your cheek. Your heart skipped a beat as you felt the electric thrill of anticipation coursing through you, your senses heightened by the proximity of his presence.
With a tender smile, Pablo's hand brushed against yours, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. "Is it okay if I...?" he began, his voice barely above a whisper, his eyes searching yours for permission.
Your heart raced in your chest as you nodded, a rush of warmth flooding your cheeks. "Yes," you breathed, your voice barely audible over the sound of your pounding heart.
And then, with a tenderness that took your breath away, Pablo closed the remaining distance between you, his lips meeting yours in a soft, hesitant kiss. It was a moment filled with all the sweetness and innocence of a first kiss, a gentle exploration of the newfound feelings that bloomed between you.
As you melted into each other's embrace, lost in the magic of the moment, you knew with absolute certainty that this was just the beginning of a love story that would unfold in the most beautiful of ways. And as you lingered in each other's arms, basking in the warmth of newfound affection, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the chance encounter that had brought you together.
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Kissed By The Pool - Fermín López
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WC: 700+
warnings: incorrect grammar (probably), intended lowercase, my first language isn't english so if you notice any mistakes please tell me, just fluff!
summary: You and Fermín, childhood friends on holiday, find yourselves caught in a moment of realization on a family vacation.
you and fermín have been inseparable since you were born, your parents were friends and you've basically grown up together. you two even had your first kiss together with the excuse of just getting over with the whole firsts thing. truth is you liked fermín a lot and not just in a friends way. your mother who knew about your little crush, often told you to just go for it. according to her, he wouldn't reject you and even if he does, you guys would still remain good friends. however, that's not what you desired. you wanted something more than just being good friends.
currently you guys were on a holiday with your parents and as you both relax by the poolside of the grand mansion, surrounded by its luxurious beauty, a feeling of peace settles over you. the mansion is stunning, with its beautiful gardens and sparkling pool, making it the perfect place for a vacation filled with relaxation and fun. it even had a tiny football pitch. your families are laughing and chatting together, adding to the joyous atmosphere. It's wonderful to spend time with them in such a beautiful place, away from the usual busyness of life.
you both decide to take a dip in the pool, enjoying the refreshing water and each other's company. splashing around and sharing jokes, you feel closer to fermín than ever before. his laughter is like music, filling you with happiness and a sense of belonging.
"it's amazing here, isn't it?" fermín says, looking around with awe. "i never thought we'd get to experience something like this."
"i agree, it's surreal but i'm grateful for this time together" you reply, meeting his gaze with a smile.
fermín's smile is gentle, his eyes reflecting the shimmering surface of the pool. "me too. it's moments like these that remind me how lucky i am to have you in my life." your heart swells with warmth at fermín's words, his sincerity touching you deeply. "i feel the same way," you reply, your voice soft with emotion. "you've always been there for me, too. through thick and thin."
as fermín's words linger in the air, a comfortable silence settles between you, like a warm blanket wrapping around your shared moment. the only sound is the gentle lapping of water against the poolside and the distant hum of cicadas in the surrounding gardens. you become aware of the soft murmur of voices as the rest of your families wander off, drawn to other activities around the estate. their laughter and chatter fade into the background, leaving you and fermín in a cocoon of tranquility, undisturbed by the outside world.
the comfortable silence is broken by his voice, soft yet weighted with meaning.
"you know, it's funny," fermín begins, his gaze meeting yours with a hint of vulnerability. "i've always liked you more than just a friend."
his words hang in the air, sparking a cascade of emotions within you. surprise, hope, and a flutter of excitement mingle as you process his confession.
a soft smile tugs at the corners of your lips, mirroring the warmth that blooms in your chest. "i...i never knew," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper.
fermín's eyes soften, a mixture of fondness and sincerity shining in their depths. "and you know what's even funnier? my parents always thought that we would end up together by the time high school ended."
as the weight of fermín's confession settles between you, the air crackles with anticipation, a palpable tension hanging between your shared gaze. with a soft smile, he reaches out, his hand gently cupping your cheek, his touch tender and reassuring.
in that moment, time seems to stand still as you lean into his touch, your heart pounding in your chest. with a silent understanding, you close the distance between you, the warmth of his breath mingling with yours as your lips meet in a gentle, loving kiss.
it's a sweet, tender moment, filled with a depth of emotion that words could never fully capture. in that fleeting instant, the world falls away, leaving only the two of you, lost in the sweetness of the moment.
As you pull back, your eyes meet, a shared smile lighting up your faces. In that simple exchange of affection, you find solace and reassurance, knowing that whatever the future may hold, you'll face it together, hand in hand.
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