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wavypotatochips · 1 year

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Hiii could you write on Lionel Messi as boyfriend?

Birthday Gift | A Lionel Messi Short Story

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Lionel Messi x Female Reader

Word Count : 852

𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦: Would you believe me if I told you this was the hardest imagine I've ever written? Hopefully you do not think if its bad c': Thank you so much for requesting!! I Hope you like how I represent your idea ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚!!

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ REQUESTS ARE OPEN, currently covered in college work so as of now uploads MIGHT mainly be on weekends. Thank you for your patience c’: ♥

It's your birthday today and you're waiting anxiously for your boyfriend, Lionel, to come and pick you up for a surprise celebration. You keep looking out the window, trying to catch a glimpse of his car. You're starting to worry that he might have forgotten about your special day.

Just as you're about to give up hope, you hear a car pull up outside. You rush to the door and swing it open to see Lionel standing there with a big grin on his face.

"Feliz cumpleaños mi amor! (Happy birthday, my love)" he exclaims, handing you a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

You smile and hug him tightly, feeling grateful that he remembered your birthday after all. As you step back to admire the flowers, you suddenly hear a soft whimpering sound coming from a small box that was on the ground in front of him.

"What's that noise?" you ask, curious.

"Oh, just a little surprise I have for you," Lionel replies, bending down to grab the box . As he stands up he opens the box, revealing a small, fluffy puppy inside. It has big brown eyes and a wagging tail, and as soon as it saw you, the puppy practically jumped out of the box and into your arms. Your eyes widen as you realize what it is - a golden retriever puppy! You've always wanted a dog, but you never thought Lionel would get you one.

"Oh my gosh, Lionel! ¿Esto es realmente para mí?(is this really for me?)" you ask, feeling overwhelmed with joy. Lionel quickly takes the flowers from your hand as you reach to grab the puppy.

Lionel nods, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Yes, he's all yours. I know how much you've always wanted a dog, so I thought this would be the perfect birthday present."

Once the puppy is in your arms you cuddle him close, feeling his soft fur against your cheek. He's so cute and cuddly, you can hardly stand it.

"I can't believe you did this, Babe!! You're the best!" you exclaim, beaming with happiness.

Lionel chuckles and pulls you into a tight hug, making sure not to squish the puppy, as he is feeling happy to see you so overjoyed. "Cualquier cosa por ti mi amor. Solo quiero verte sonreír. (Anything for you, my love. I just want to see you smile.)"

As you hold the puppy close, you feel a surge of love for Lionel. He's always been there for you, through the good times and the bad. And now, with this adorable little puppy in your arms, you know your life will be even better than you ever imagined.

"Es tan lindo omg!!!! (He's so cute omg!!!)" you exclaim, feeling overwhelmed with joy.

"I know how much you love animals, and I thought this little guy would make the perfect addition to our family," Lionel says, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He smiles to himself, feeling pleased that he had given you something that had brought you such joy. He spent the entire day yesterday mentally exhausted trying to figure out what gift you wanted; in fact, just to be sure, he almost purchased you an entire clothing store.

You rub the side of the golden retriever puppy that is now attacking your face with kisses continuing to laugh, “Okay Okay!” The puppy begins to bark playfully, so you set him down on the floor and he instantly runs away to explore your house. You look up at Lionel, feeling overwhelmed by his love and generosity. "Muchas gracias bebe. ¡Este es el mejor regalo que alguien me ha dado! (Thank you so much, baby. This is the best present anyone has ever given me!,)” You squeal happily, giving him a big hug.

Lionel laughs as he hugs you tightly, looking happy and relieved. "I'm glad you like it. I just want you to be happy, and I thought this little guy would bring a lot of joy into our lives."

You feel grateful for this sweet and caring man who was always there for you. In that moment, you realized just how much you loved him, and how lucky you were to have him in your life.

"I love you so so much," you say, kissing his lips.

Lionel kisses you back, holding you close. "I love you too, my love. Are you ready to go out for dinner? I have a cage in my car I just need to get out so we can put him up while we are gone."

You are about to say something, but you hear the sound of liquid hitting the ground. You widen your eyes realizing the sound is coming from the puppy was peeing somewhere. "Lionel, ¡No lo dejaste salir! (Lionel, Did you not let him out!)" you squeal, yelling at him. Lionel follows you as you quickly ran to where the sound was coming from. "¡Se supone que debes hacer que tu Madre me ame más, no gritarme! (You are supposed to make your Mother love me more, not yell at me !) " Lionel whines at the puppy, causing you to laugh.

Overall as the evening continued, you had a wonderful birthday filled with love, surprises, and a new furry friend. You couldn't have asked for a better way to celebrate your special day with the person you loved most.

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pedrithink · 9 months

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dream family ✩ pedri gonzalez

couple: pedri x reader! messi

request: im on my knees begging for a messi reader x pedri 🙏🏼 soc med au or oneshot i will take what i can get

face claim: olivia grivas

NOW: Inter Miami CF Press Conference | Lionel Messi

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user1 messi showing all his support for pedri's relationship with his daughter, how nice to see him so happy enjoying life with his family.

user2 it’s actually a tragedy that we won’t get to see Messi and Pedri play together again, pretty sure that yn would love to watch this masterpiece too. her boyfriend with her father 🔥

user3 for messi, pedri is one of the best talents in world football. they enjoyed looking for each other in the short time they played together.

user4 @user3 bring them back please 😭

user5 messi's children are everything to him, so if he supports this relationship it's because he trusts pedri 🥺

pedri has added to their story

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ynmessi miami days with mom and dad 💕✨ estoy tan orgullosa de vós, papá. te quiero muchísimo! gracias por todo lo que has hecho por mí y no sabes la inspiración que sos para mí. 💗💖💕💞

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antonelaroccuzzo mi niña hermosa, la mas linda y buena ❤️❤️ te queremos muchooooo 🥰❤️❤️

ynmessi @antonelaroccuzzo te quiero, má 💖

leomessi te quiero hija 😘❤️

ynmessi te quiero, pá 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

user1 your father is a LEGEND

user2 yn, what brand are your pants and top?

pedri 😍😍

ynmessi @pedri 💗🫶🏻

user3 guapaaaaas y el capitán más hermoso del mundo 😍 (pretties and the most beautiful captain in the world)

user4 la mujer y la hija del 10 no se mira (we cannot look at 10's wife and daughter)

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ynmessi happiest birthday with my favorite people 💐 thank you for the love everyone - heart is so full 💝🥺

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antonelaroccuzzo siempre quiero verte feliz, mi niña 🥰

ynmessi @antonelaroccuzzo lo mismo, mamá. no puedo expresar o tanto qué te quiero 💝

user5 MESSI AND PEDRI OMG HOW MUCH I MISS THIS DUO

user6 imagine having messi and pedri at your birthday party and at the same time them being your father and boyfriend! YN WON IN LIFE

user7 the way yn and pedri treat each other is so cute 😞

leomessi 😍❤️

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#football imagine #football fanfic #football one shot #football x reader #football instagram au #pedri gonzalez #pedri x y/n #pedri x reader #pedri fluff #pedri #pedri headcanon #pedri imagine #pedri one shot #pedri fanfic #pedri x you #messi #lionel messi

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httpsdana · 1 month

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Hey! Have you thought about writing for hector fort.

Him and his girlfriend are cuddeling and she starts tracing his tattoo. Just a cute moment with him enjoying the feeling. You could make them talk about their future together or something.

Feel free to ignore!

Tattoos~Hector Fort

*GIF isn't mine. credits to the owner*

I decided to write this hector fic then start with the series. I got a few ideas but I'm still not sure who it will be about. enjoy this <3

@hectorth wrote something similar before me go check it out too 🫶🏻🫶🏻

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Hector had a day off before going back to training, so he took this as a chance to sleep in while settling in the arms of his girlfriend. However, she had other plans. She was an early bird, waking up by 8 in the morning. If she tried to move, Hector would wake up, and that's the last thing she wanted to do.

She turned in Hector's arms, resting his head on her chest and an arm draped over her waist. Sitting there for a few moments she got bored quickly. If she tries to reach over to her phone Hector will wake up.

Subconsciously, her fingers started tracing the tattoo which she adored oh so much on Hector's arm. Her fingertips moving softly on the ink on his skin. The small gesture made Hector stir a bit in his sleep. She didn't stop though. Her fingertips kept dancing on his skin until he opened his eyes and looked up at her.

"mhm buenos dias amor" he mumbled, his voice deep from the slumber he woke up from

"good morning baby" she said back, pressing a small kiss in his curls.

"how long have you been awake, why didn't you wake me up?" he asked her, sitting up a bit.

"you needed this sleep I didn't wanna disturb" she ran one hand through his curls, the other one still on his tattoos

"don't be silly, wake me up next time" he said, resting his head back on her chest

"you know I'm gonna add a tattoo for you" he said. y/n smiled and looked down at hi

"will you?" she asked, failing to hide her huge smile

"of course, and when we have kids I'll add a tattoo for them too" he looked up at her with a smile

she slapped his head gently in a joking manner, trying to hide her blushed cheeks. He chuckled softly at her actions

"I see you already planned our future have you?" she asked with sarcasm, a smile still on her face

'of course, I even planned the names of our kids, and the wedding and our house. don't worry everything is planned out" he said

y/n laughed and shook her head at him.

"tell me your plans" she urged him to speak

"well first of all if we have a girl she'll be called Lucia Alexia Fort. how does that sound?" he looked up, an excited smile on his face. Her heart melted and the joy and excitement on his face. She leaned down and pecked his lips a few times

"I like it, Lucia is such a cute name, why Alexia though?" she asked

"well just because she's a girl doesn't mean she's not gonna be playing football. Alexia just a motivation for her to be like Alexia Putellas" he said. y/n pouted at his explanation, realizing how lucky she got with her boyfriend

"aww you're so cute...I assume the boy's middle name will be Lionel right?" she asked, Hector sat up immediately and nodded his head

"yes! I'm not sure about the first name but Lionel is definitely there" he said, a wide smile spread on his face

y/n sat there, admiring how passionately Hector spoke about their future together. He kept talking about their wedding and house, while she admired every single feature in his face

"i love you" she interrupted him, making him raise his eyebrows, blood rushing into his cheeks. He dropped down on her chest, hiding his red face from her. She giggled softly, kissing the top of his head

"i love you too" he mumbled into her chest, refusing to look up at her

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boiohboii · 1 year

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The Tattoo Sleeve (Neymar Jr. Soulmate au)

Chapter 1

Prologue

I am currently sleep deprived, so I am really sorry for any mistakes.

I hope you enjoy, and please let me know what you think!

Warning: curse words

Taglist: @itzz-me-duh

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"I need something to cheer me up that doesn't come from a vending machine," y/n took a seat beside the young children "you got any ideas?"

Three pairs of confused brown eyes looked to their left, seeing a white coat before tilting their heads up to see an unfamiliar face. Anyone passing could feel the peculiar atmosphere; the young lady having a relaxing aura while the three boys looked uncertain of the question itself, much less how to answer.

"Don't worry," reassured y/n "I am a doctor here, my name is y/n."

With a look to each other, the three decided to trust the long piece of clothing along with the card hanging on her neck, and introduced themselves.

"Thiago"

"Davi"

"Mateo"

"You boys have such nice names." Cooed y/n.

"Thank you."

"We are not babies!"

"Don't talk to an adult like that! Papa and Mama told us to be nice."

The two brunet boys reminded her of tom & Jerry in that moment, they were currently arguing about whether to be polite or to not trust strangers. Both rules taught to them by their parents, and both were correct - well, some would argue about always being polite rule, but that's not the current issue.

"A hug." A timid reply came as the blonde boy admired his swinging feet.

"Well, who's the lucky person that you hug?"

"Papa and mama," Lucca smiled. "My grandma too! She gives the best hugs!"

Y/n smiled at the small boy's enthusiasm as he talked about everyone that has hugged him with a wide grin on his face.

"What about me?!" Exclaimed Thiago. "I hug you too!"

"Yeah, but you're shorter than me!"

"Hey! My brother isn't short! He is big and strong!"

A laugh escaped y/n as she watched the three boys argue over the fact that a person is short doesn't mean they aren't strong. Oh they are so cute! I want to squish their cheeks so bad!

Going through her pockets, y/n searched for a few candies to give to the boys as a thank you for cheering her up, she always loved talking to kids they had the most genuine and entertaining conversations, especially with each other. However, as she was digging around she felt a smooth, slightly wet smudge on her fingertips, no no, please god I don't want to stay in a small cubicle for 10 minutes to reapply anything!

Looking at her wrist, the concealer's tone was bright and clear against the white sleeve margins, y/n groaned and rolled her head backwards.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Came a small voice, making y/n realise that the three boys have stopped their back and forth and watched her intently, not sure if they should move away in case she wanted to rest; Davi remembered his mother telling him of how hard doctors work and study to be able to help him, or if she was hurt and they should call someone.

"Ahh yes," y/n smiled reassuringly. "Just my coat got a bit dirty and I have to go change."

She wasn't about to tell them that her connection to her soulmate was writing on skin, and that her soulmate was obsessed so she had to wake up nearly before all and any gathering or meeting or work appointment by 3 hours to cover up tattoos that her soulmate placed on his skin with no consideration of the consequences that will occur to her nor her request at 23 years old asking him to please, stop.

Yes, she was and still is bitter about it, she can hold a grudge. (She, in fact, can not hold a grudge for more than 2 hours.)

"Is that a tattoo?" Mateo frowned with knitted eyebrows as he tried to get a better look at the drawings under her sleeves.

Wide eyes and a stumped smile on her face, y/n nodded, wondering how such a young boy knows what tattoos are. Well, there is internet everywhere. However, unlike her thoughts, the little boy had recently been obsessed with his father's right arm, looking at the black ink with the occasional question.

"Papa has that!" Raved Thiago as he looked at his brother and friend with shinning eyes and a wide smile. He had rarely seen any women with tattoos, only a few and he has no idea why, but it was something new to him and it made him want to sit with the doctor for much longer.

"Yes! Uncle Leo and papa have tattoos!" Gushed the blonde boy with his friends before asking y/n if there was more.

Not seeing any harm in showing three little boys the small uncovered part of her uncontrolled tattoo sleeve, she lifted a bit of her coat, just a layer really. And as soon as she had done so, the only blonde gasped as his eyes widened, freezing in place.

He looked familiar, very oddly familiar, and she knew that, she knew that she saw him before, she saw him nearly everyday in black ink on her forearm. She was desperate for the thought in her head to be wrong, to just be her mind playing tricks on her or for her to just currently be going through a romantic drought that she is making things up.

But, she was so, very wrong.

"That looks like papa's!" Davi exclaimed as soon as y/n showed her arm.

Well, holy shit. I am not insane. I'm right!

Oh. I 'm right.

Chapter 2

#lionel messi #neymar #neymar imagines #neymar jr x reader #neymar jr #neymar x reader #neymajr #neymarjr #neymar x y/n #neymar fluff #neymar angst #brazil #football soulmate reader #football imagine #football x reader #neymar soulmate #neymar soulmate fic #neymar x soulmate reader #neymar x oc

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itslusii · 1 year

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hello, good afternoon/evening 😊 , I would like to request a headcanon for pedri gonzales, what would it be like to have a relationship with him (whether he likes him, how he is, and what his love language is like), thank you very much yes you take my request and if not in the same way thank you! 💗🫶💐

Dating Pedri Gonzalez Headcanons ❤️‍🩹

Pairing: Pedri Gonzalez x Reader

Requested: yes / no

Warnings: um i don’t think so

Author’s Note: Omg omg Hiii !! this is my first request! 😭 thank you so much for this!!! I really hope this is what you were expecting, if not im open to hear any corrections! Hope you enjoy! 🤍🤍

-He would definitely be the kind of boyfriend that would talk about you to his parents and like ramble about how pretty you are and you’re like the best. the biggest simp ever

-His love languages are most definitely physical touch and words of affirmation. Like is less likely he will kiss you and grab your waist in public but he would whisper how gorgeous you look or how much he loves you. Again, simp.

-Also he would remember every. single. detail. of everything you tell him. All the of family tea, how you like your coffee, favorite ice cream flavor, favorite movie, what are your favorites t-shirts of him, etc, etc.

-If you are a student in college he would pick you up and take you wherever you need to ! Sometimes with him training and traveling for the matches and with you the studying it can be hard to coordinate dates and little meetings so any time he gets to spend with you, he’ll soak it up !!

-He would dedicate all his goals to you because well you are one of his main motivations to play. And it is clear to him that without your support he would not have gotten this far.

-His kisses are out of this world. Like he WILL grab you by the waist, pull you closer to him, stare down at your lips and then look back at your eyes for then him just to kiss you with all of his body. Like with every kiss he gives you a part of his soul (okay maybe i did go a little too far with that one but i got carried away sorry😭)

-When it comes to cuddles i have to admit that i don’t see him as the cuddler type, but don’t get me wrong he does love hug you! He definitely does the ‘from the back’ hug when you are standing at the kitchen counter with some hot drink in your hands.

-If you feel sad or frustrated with something he will do ANYTHING to make you feel better. He’ll go from dancing like an idiot for you to smile to letting you cry in his arms while he listens to you ramble and thinking of the best advice he could give you.

-If you have any little siblings he would get along with them so well. Definitely the little kids like him more than you. But when it comes to having some of his own he still thinks that it’s a little soon. But never turn down the idea of the cool uncle. This is for Fer and Fer exclusive.

-Talking about Fer! He would adore you, like he is sooooo happy his baby brother got someone to love him the way he deserves🫶🏼

-His mom and dad of course love you, and whenever you visit them Rosy definitely cooks her famous croquetas that her son loves so much! But if you don’t like them that’s fine she’ll gladly cook something else for you.

-Pedri is so happy he has you in his life❤️‍🩹

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les-lestappen · 1 year

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46 with leo messi please 🥹❤️‍🩹

leo messi x reader:

author's note: this is very short and I don't think I'm gonna write smut again, sorry hope it's okay.

You moaned as he finally bottomed out in you. The whole day had been about you: from the red roses, to the candle lit dinner and to the roses again, but this time just the petals scattered on your bed. He sat down, dragging you onto his lap, tickling you as you giggled. While you laughed the moved you on the bed so that he was on top of you. He started leaving quick kisses all around your body while never stopping to tickle you. He kisses your neck, goes lower in between your boobs, lower right above your bellybutton then goes lower again...

He ate you out for what seemed like too long and not enough at the same time, stopping right before you could orgasm. Now you begged for more as he bottoms out in you.

"Leo you're so big." you groan.

"I'll fill you right up baby." he says in a low and husky voice. He kisses you deeply then fastens the pace. "You'll look so beautiful all filled up."

"Oh Leo" you moan as he goes faster and drags you impossibly closer, murmuring "beautiful, beautiful." over and over again.

#leo messi #lionel messi #lionel messi x reader #leo messi x reader #leo messi x y/n #lionel messi smut

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gabigabigabby · 1 year

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leo messi's daughter | p. gavi

pablo gavi x messi!reader

a/n: yes im aware many people have done this but this plot is way too adorable for me to not write! also who else is gonna miss messi in psg? bc same 🙋🏼‍♀️

synopsis: gavi didn't really piece together that your dad is former barça player lionel messi... until he flew to paris to attend your birthday party.

content/warnings: awkwardness, very fluffy, leo being a menace and teasing pabs all the time. google translated spanish. lmk if i missed out anything

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18. you didn't think you'd make it this far, let alone celebrate it in the city of love. you didn't think you'd start living in paris either. your initial plan was to live with your parents and little rat brothers until the day dad sends you off to your forever man. although, knowing your father, you probably won't even need to think about that day happening anytime soon.

ciro runs to you, hugging your legs since that's how tall he is. "feliz cumple, vieja!" [happy birthday, old lady!]

"who are you calling vieja?" you play along. "gracias, pollito." [thanks, little chicken.]

"is he coming, linda?" antonela approaches you, picking ciro up and propping him on her hip. "don't want him bailing out on you on your special day."

"nothing to worry about, mamá," you reassure. "trust." antonela smiles at you, before hearing a ruckus happening twenty feet from where you, mom and ciro stood.

"that must be your papá and brother playing football again," antonela groans. "i told them not to play ball out in that field." you offer to take ciro with you as you let your mother yell at your father and mateo.

thiago walks into the ballroom, heading straight for you and ciro. "is hermano pablo coming?" thiago asks you quietly, acknowledging how the ballroom echoes even with the lowest of voices.

"he told me he will be." you answer. your doubtful voice had pushed ciro to drape his arms over your shoulders.

"it's okay if he doesn't, hermana. nosotros estamos aquí para ti." ciro smiles, knowing you as well as both your parents can't resist to stay mad after seeing that smile. [we're here for you.]

"te quiero mucho, mi pollito." you bump heads with ciro before realising the presence of two figures at the front doors of the hall. [i love you so much, my little chicken.]

"pablo!" it was him. and pedri. he asked you if he could bring a plus-one.

"but i am your plus-one." you had told him.

"yeah, but it's your party." gavi answered.

"wait, what?"

"i dunno. can i bring pedri or not?"

"esta bien, lo que sea." you gave up. [fine, whatever.]

"te dije que vendría." gavi smiles, wrapping his arms around you and ciro. [told you i was coming.]

you introduce ciro to pablo, your youngest brother only waving shyly at him, only having met him twice. thiago was quick to throw his arms around gavi's waist. "ah, on the dot." you say, noticing your parents and mateo walk into the hall, all nice and ready for the party.

"what do you mean?" pablo questions.

"mamá, papá, mateo, this is my boyfriend, pablo. and pedri." you introduce. your hand coils itself around gavi's bicep.

"ah, sí. pedri, como estas?" he and pedri shake hands, exchanging niceties before he moves on to pablo. "y este es pablo de barcelona?" lionel asks, his head tilted to his right. [ah, yes. pedri, how are you doing? and this is pablo from barcelona?]

"sí," you say, seeing your friends start gathering by the front door of the hall. you choose to take ciro with you to greet your friends, so you walk away from pablo. stopping next to your dad, you tell him, "se bueno, papi. he's just pablo, and you're... el mejor del mundo." [yes. be nice, daddy. he's just pablo, and you're... the best in the world.]

leo only shoos you off to greet your friends before taking a deep breath. "pablo." he calls for your boyfriend, whose eyes have drifted to you as he watched you walk away from him.

"yes, sir?" gavi stands straighter than usual.

"como te va en barcelona? ¿xavi te trata bien?" leo asks, making conversation with him as antonela, thiago and mateo lead pedri away to the buffet spread. [how are you doing at barcelona? xavi treating you well?]

"i'm getting better, mr. messi." gavi nods his head slightly, hands together in front of him. he's smiling his best smile. he really wants to impress your father.

"deja eso. llámame leo," he waves gavi off, a smile — slowly but surely — appearing on his face. gavi can only chuckle at the acknowledgment. "sentémonos, el espectáculo está a punto de comenzar." [quit that. call me leo. let's get seated, show's about to start.]

once everyone is seated, your uncle, antonela's brother, begins the ceremony. you sat in between leo and pablo. act one; first daddy-daughter dance. "¿pueden la princesa y papá dar un paso al frente para el primer baile?" [can the princess and dad please step forward for the first dance?]

leo presents you his hand, nodding towards the dance floor. "ready, mija?"

you nod your head, taking dad's hand before trailing behind him to the centre of the hall. you instinctively pan your eyes to pablo, who sat next to your mother. he looks at you with great admiration, before putting both his thumbs up and grinning.

the music begins to play and you lean against your father, coiling your arms around his waist. "gracias por todo, papá." [thanks for everything, dad.]

"no," leo shakes his head. "gracias por todo, hermosa. has cambiado mi vida para siempre el día que naciste. dios me ha dado la hija mas grande que podría tener." [no, thank you for everything, beautiful. you have changed my life forever the day you were born. god has given me the greatest daughter i could possibly have.]

you couldn't stop your eyes from filling up with tears as you listen to your father's intimate speech. "gracias por cuidar a tus hermanos como lo haces. eres más que una mujer. eres un monstruo. un monstruo en la cancha, un muñeca fuera." [thank you for taking care of your brothers the way you do. you're more than just a woman. you're a monster. a monster on the pitch, a doll off.]

"me acabas de llamar monstruo?" you scoff on leo's shoulder. [did you just call me a monster?]

"quise decir eso amablemente!" leo laughs. [i meant that nicely!]

you thank your dad, and you dance in silence. you were grateful to have leo in your life. he was your rock, and he always will be. when the music finally ends, you allow your cheek to tear away from leo's shoulder. leo smiles at you as your uncle speaks again.

"pablo? tu turno." your uncle nods at pablo, who gets on his feet immediately as leo turns to make eye contact with him. [pablo? your turn.]

you wait for pablo on the dance floor. you let your head hang low as you wait, because pablo could make you blush by just walking over to you. "estas lista, querida?" boom, you're blushing. [you ready, darling?]

you nod, giving him your right hand and placing your left on his shoulder. the music begins playing and you allow pablo to sway you gently and slowly left and right. "thanks for coming."

"cualquier cosa para ti, amor," gavi chuckles. "me di cuenta de que tu papá te dio un pequeño discurso cuando bailaban. creo que quiero decirte algo a ti también." [anything for you, love. i noticed your dad kinda gave you a little speech when you guys danced. i think i wanna say something to you too.]

"cosa segura." you answer. [sure thing.]

before gavi could speak, your uncle comes running towards the both of you. "¿tio? ¿todo bien?" [uncle? everything okay?]

"todo está bien, cariño. es solo que... tu amigo pedri de ahí de allá dijo que le pasaras el micrófono a pablo," your tio explains, looking at pablo now. "dijo que tienes algo que decir." [all is good, darling. it's just that... your friend pedri over there said to hand pablo the mic. he said you've got something to say.]

you grit your teeth in guilt, and as you look up at pablo, he was annoyingly mouthing something to pedri. "toma el micro, pablo, no hay tiempo para esto." you whisper-yell. [take the mic, pablo, there is no time for this.]

he rashly took the mic from your tío, clearing his throat before beginning his speech. "uh, hola. espero que todos ustedes estén pasando un buen rato. soy pablo, el novio de y/n," he introduces himself. "vine desde barcelona y estoy aquí para celebrar la vida de nuestra querida niña hoy. mi amor, eres un regalo para todos nosotros. no puedo hablar por tu familia, pero has cambiado mi vida de una manera que las palabras no pueden describir." [hi, hope all of you are having a good time. i'm pablo, y/n's boyfriend. i came all the way from barcelona and i am here to celebrate the life of our dear girl today. my love, you are a gift to all of us. i can't speak for your family, but you have changed my life in a way that words cannot describe.]

"gracias por todo lo que ha hecho por mí, y eso incluye su apoyo para mí y mi carrera, incluso aquí en parís. te lo prometo, siento tu presencia en barcelona cada vez que juego. espero que este año te traiga toda la alegría que te mereces. Te amo, y veo mi futuro contigo. feliz cumpleaños." pablo finishes his speech off with the biggest smile. [thank you for everything you have done for me, and that includes your support for me and my career even all the way here in paris. i promise you, i feel your presence in barcelona every time i play. i hope this year brings you all the joy you deserve. i love you, and i see my future with you. happy birthday.]

he comes in closer to give you a hug, and as he did, he whispers in your ear. "estoy orgulloso de ti, messi. solo... ven a visitar barcelona más a menudo, okay?" [i'm proud of you, messi. just... come visit barcelona more often, okay?]

"i'll try." you smile.

#pablo gavi #pablo gavi x reader #gavi x reader #fc barcelona #pablo gavi fluff #football x reader #football #pedri gonzalez #spanish football #football x y/n #football x you #gavi x yn

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youkissedareaderinthedark · 7 months

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Synopsis: Y/n has been the social media manager for the Argentina National Team for a few months now. She’s unofficially everyone’s favorite employee

young fem argentine reader x platonic argentina national football team

A/N: this fic will be regarding the entire team, but it will mainly feature: Alvarez, Fernandez, Molina, Garnacho, Messi, and De Paul, because those are the players I know the best.

more a/n: also please don’t be surprised if some of the info in this fic is false and the players are ooc, im not based in argentina so I could easily get a lot of these things wrong

. so

. for as long as you can remember, the only thing you’ve loved more than playing football is being behind a camera

. as a kid whenever you weren’t on the pitch itself, you were recording your teammates and friends, creating their own personal highlight reels

. and like every other kid in Argentina, you spent your entire childhood playing football

. but it wasn’t until you were a teenager when you started to discover your love for camera work

. it started when a teammate of yours asked you to record something for social media, initially as a joke

. but then the video got a couple hundred views, and you quickly began to love the feeling of creating something people can visually enjoy

. your teenage years were filled with football and videography

. then by the time your senior year came around, you knew you wanted to by apart of both scenes however you could in the future

. leading to your commitment to Cordoba National University with a major in communication and media studies

. you graduate in 2021, and spend a few weeks looking for jobs

. then you find Cordoba fc and their opening for a new social marketing manager

. you get hired within two weeks of applying as a social media manager

. because the Cordoba community is pretty small, you can spend a lot of time getting to know the players and the fans really well

. you learn a lot there, as it’s your first work experience for a professional football club

. you work there till the end of sepetmber/mid october, because through a few of your co-workers, you learn that Central Cordoba has an opening for social media manager

. which of course, you applied to and by the end of November, you’re part of the Central Cordoba staff

. it was a lot of fun; hanging out with players, befriending other staff, traveling with the team, and obviously, managing their social media

. you prove to be extremely efficient there, bringing in thousands of new fans

. which builds your reputation as an employee a lot

. and suddenly, you’re getting offers for different clubs around argentina

. only 1 stands out to you though

. Argentina’s national team offer

. because apparently, due to the world cup occurring at the end of the year, the communications directors wanted more publicity before the competition

. you obviously reply back, and a few weeks later you’re invited to their headquarters for an interview

. at first, you didn’t think you got the job because it took a while to hear back from the directors

. but then you wake up to yet another email waiting for you

. and you are officially argentina’s social media manager

. your first day is technically in april

. but you don’t meet any of the players until the end of that month

. you didn’t even know you were gonna meet the players that day so you were severely unprepared

. one moment you were making coffee with your co workers

. then lionel messi walks in beside rodrigo de paul

. they caught you by surprise

. both of them were really nice though

. you eventually learn that they all are

. your job mainly consists of filming the team together and managing the their social media accounts

. this is how you get to know each of the players

. you click with julian the most at first because of the age similarity

. he becomes your best friend within your first week

. any meetings that the both of you are included in are spent sitting on opposite sides of the room because you were told your friendship is “a disturbance to the work environment”

. you guys make it up by being attached to the hip before and after practices though

. a third of your camera roll is funny candid’s of julian

. you guys are bus seat partners and make fun out of annoying the other guys

. enzo is another close friend of yours

. you guys are always gossiping about something

. “did you hear about the new intern?”

. “apparently, somebody was found with somebody else in the break room after the meeting last week”

. “I swear he wasn’t even sick that one time, he was just at a party the night before”

. he tries to convince you to dye your hair like him

. and when you refuse, he lets you make up for it by helping him tone in

. you guys are always laughing together, no matter what the situation is

. you and molina have such a playful relationship

. you’re always making fun of him for no real reason

. he’s just trying to defend himself

. you do it for all of them, but his birthday photo dump is always the worst

. you two are always wandering around headquarters, looking for either someone to bother or something to entertain yourselves

. it always ends it great content though

. you have a soft spot for alejandro

. mostly because he has a crush on you and tries to play it off

. but you’ve known since the first few times of hanging out with him

. when you’re filming concent for the argentina pages, you’ll see alejandro trying to show off at least three times a video

. you find it hilarious

. the other guys tease him relentlessly for it

. you two are still good friends regardless

. he tries to be protective of you even though he’s literally four years younger than you

. again, you find it hilarious

. and he always gets shit from the other players

. leo is such a dad to you it’s funny

. he was so nice the first time you met him, and after that he unofficially adopted you as a daughter

. even though he’s only like 13 years older than you

. shows his care in small ways

. making sure you never get hit with a ball when you’re sitting in to a practice

. coming into your office when you’re both in headquarters to check on you

. making sure you’re safe when you’re traveling with the team

. whether it be just assigning another player to look after you or a whole ass bodyguard

. also protecting you from rodrigo

. because rodri is like an older brother to you

. super playful

. always teasing you

. agreesive type of love

. y’know those videos of rodri always picking up julian and stuff?

. like that but a smidge gentler

. this is where messi comes in

. insisting he put you down and let you do your job

. rodri also tries to convince you to get tattoos

. honestly that’s a whole team thing

. playful peer pressure is real there

. anyway

. you, julian, and enzo are such a trio

. getting up to the most random shit in other countries after games

. you guys were two seconds away from jumping into a canal in italy

. but then here comes leo

. scolding you guys like his children

. and sending you back to the hotel

. also, you have a jersey from almost every player on the team because before you got your own jersey, you always just picked someone random to wear on game days

. but then rodri started frowning when he saw you in julian’s jersey because apparently, you hadn’t worn his shirt in a few games

. and now you have a separate drawer just for jerseys

. oh and the world cup

. that was so fun for you

. traveling with the team to qatar

. hanging out in stadiums during practice, half upset because it felt like a million degrees

. but half in awe because holy shit you’re in qatar for the world cup

. you’re on the edge of your seat for every game

. the final almost killed you

. you were almost crying on the bench next to the other staff

. totally worth it though

. you started sobbing when montiel made the last penalty kick

. because you knew these guys, you knew how much they wanted it, how much they deserved it

. it was a mess of hugs and tears after that

. julian is grinning into your shoulder

. rodri tackled you

. enzo is basically jumping up and down

. you don’t think you’ll ever see alejandro that happy again

. you and molina are crying together

. and messi gives you the biggest hug

. it’s so fun celebrating with the team

. spraying champange with gonzalo

. singing along to music with paulo

. dancing around with lauatoro

. and coming back to argentina after that

. seeing all the fans in buenos aires, looking around and seeing argentine pride everywhere

. surreal

. there’s definitely no feeling like it

. which is why you’re so sad when it’s time to go back to your clubs

. you came to an agreement with central cordoba to go back and work for them during the argentine league

. then coming back to the national team when it called

. so you can’t wait for next season

#reader insert #football imagine #football team x reader #platonic football team x reader #argentina national football team #argentina national team #argentina nt x reader #female reader #argentina nt fic #lionel messi #julian alvarez #enzo fernandez #alejandro garnacho #nahuel molina #rodrigo de paul #all platonic

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thatsdemko · 1 year

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fake it? - p.gavi

mini series masterlist

masterlist

requested: n

pairing: Pablo gavi x fem!reader

warnings: hatred + fake dating(fav trope) + slight age gap

a/n: welcome to the first part of my mini series!!! hope you all enjoy it☺️

you agreed to one night you would put on a fake happy face and pretend to love the Pablo gavi. as much as you despised the young boy, he had came to your flat begging you to help him out and he reminded you that you owed him.

“remember you owe me! I helped you when you were drunk, it’s your turn for pay back!” those words stung your chest and were constantly replaying in your head the whole night you posed next to him. you didn’t even want to read the headlines of tomorrows news, you were helping out a “friend” but you couldn’t help but imagine what your family would have to say to the images.

“just keep smiling, you’re doing amazing.” Pablo said through his teeth. a smile planted on his face, his unbelievably sweaty hand in yours. you could see the end of the carpet, you were dying to reach the finish line. you couldn’t wait to step inside and drink the night away.

men with cameras and women with microphones shouted his name trying to grab his attention for a picture or for an interview. he only promised to do one, and then you could be swept inside to enjoy the evening in your separate ways. you were thankful pedri was there already inside, you couldn’t wait to talk to someone who knew you two weren’t dating.

“who is the lovely lady you brought with you tonight? she looks absolutely stunning!” the interviewer pointed to you off to the side, and the camera panned to you watching the other couples flaunt the red carpet. your eyes were full of shock when you saw Lionel Messi step out with his wife, you spent ages of your school years obsessing over him.

“my girlfriend,” the words felt uncomfortable coming out of his mouth, he turned gesturing for you to join him for a quick second, and your hand instantly cupped his pulling on your fake smile for the camera, “this is y/n.”

you could see it now, he just introduced you as his girlfriend and you could already see the football fan accounts losing their minds over you. you could feel the vibration of your phone against the fabric of your purse, your worst nightmare was happening and you weren’t sure how you could escape it now. because now you were stuck having to pose with Pablo gavi for a couple more months, until you could “break” things off.

“thank you so much for your time! enjoy inside.” the interviewer smiled waving a goodbye to you both, as you were swept away by a carpet attendee. officially making your way inside, you let go of his sweaty palm wiping your hand on the back of his suit coat.

“I cannot believe you had to do that. why didn’t you just ignore her question?” you took the first glass of champagne you saw from one of the servers and immediately downed the sparkling liquid.

“ignore her? she asked it as clear as day, y/n.” he rolled his eyes, he scanned the room looking for the familiar face of his friend, he needed to get away from you so you both could enjoy the night as promised.

“now my name is going to be all over the press. you have no idea what you’ve now done to my life.” your eyes finally found pedri first, and you were off to go talk to him. you needed someone with a sane mind to chat with.

pablo didn’t mean for his mistake to hurt you. the words slipped out of his mouth when he looked over at you, the red dress was complementing your curves and breasts he was so mesmerized by you. he didn’t know the words slipped from his mouth until the interviewer was repeating the words back to him.

“ah future mrs.gavi, everyone is already talking about you two.” pedri’s eyes lit up seeing you storm to him, his friend trailing behind you, pushing through groups of people just to stop you from ratting him out.

“how long do you think I’m going to have to keep this up?” you scoffed, you felt a hand gently brush your lower back sending butterflies through your stomach as your whole body jumped. you moved out of the way to see it was Pablo behind you.

“maybe a couple of months? it keeps his name from bad press,” pedri pointed his index finger at his friend before turning to you, “and it makes you look like you’re helping a troubled teenager. it’s a win win.”

“troubled teenager? please I’m only six months younger than her.” he scoffed noticing pedri’s head tilt towards a man with camera taking pictures for an event, and immediately Pablo’s hand touched your lower back it was only to keep with the bit. or for him, was it? he loved watching you bothered by the fact that you had to “date” him.

but as they always say, fake it until you make it. right?

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hi could you do a leo messi insta au where there is a age gap between the two? maybe people hate on her and leo has to stick up for them or something!! tysm i love ur writing<33

A/N: Thank you so much! :))) I hope you enjoy!

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yourusername: ten months with you 💕

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fanaccount1: uhhh leo. what are you doing here?

fanaccount2: please don't tell me the rumors are true 😔😔 fanaccount3: how have they kept it a secret for so long??

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leomessi: mi amor trabajando duro. (my love working hard)

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yourusername: you know you could've just texted me k.mbappe: this was quicker

fanaccount1: This can't be happening.

fanaccount2: you could just be happy for them. just a thought. 🤷‍♂️

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leomessi: (translated from Spanish) The past weeks have been a whirlwind. When our relationship was made public without our consent, we did not know what to do. We felt our only choice was to confirm our relationship, but that only led to more issues. My love was targeted with bullying and hatred over something as little as our ages. I can not recount how many nights we spent together, her crying over cruel words strangers had said about her and me trying to make everything better. I know there will always be people who don't understand. But that will not stop my love for y/n y/l/n, soon-to-be y/n Messi. No matter what people say, I will always love you, and I can not wait to grow old with you.

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omg a request for a one shot!! imagine being lionel shabandar’s main competitor in business and y'all met at a painting auction and getting drunk and he fucked you senseless in his hotel room

Not Too Shabby

Smut, just straight-up smut (18+)

Pairing: Lionel Shabandar x Reader

Warnings: nsfw, degradation (name-calling), age gap

Word count: 2796

A/N: Okay so I might have actually lost it writing this one. Lemme know what you think lol.

Sipping on your whiskey, you were seated at the bar, waiting for the auction to begin. Your hair was gently pulled back into a low, messy bun, with a few loose strands framing your face. You wore a maroon pantsuit, showing off the top of your black, lace bralette under the blazer, as you casually leaned against the counter.

You shut your eyes as you rolled them, as the fourth person in the past half hour approached you. You were just about ready to say that you weren't interested when the person spoke, a small smirk appearing on your lips instead.

"[Y/N]. I see you've found the bar already." The person mused.

"Well, I need something to deal with the headache that comes with having to shoo men away over and over again..." you said, turning to face the man, "Shabby."

As your eyes met his, he raised an eyebrow at the sound of the familiar nickname. He took a seat and you eyed his outfit. He wore a deep red blazer, himself, and it looked great on him.

"Trying to match me, are we?" You teased.

"Please," he scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Don't flatter yourself."

"I don't need to do that, darling. That's what you're here for," you bit back with a wink.

You were blessed with yet another eye-roll for that comment. You chuckled softly as you took another sip.

"So, which one will you be going after?" He asked.

"I have my eyes on the 'Pendant portraits' by Rembrandt, but don't worry, I'll make sure to chase after whatever you have your eyes on as well," you said, giving him a cheeky grin. "The 'Impression, Sunrise', I presume?"

He rolled his eyes at you as he scoffed, turning to call the bartender, but you didn't miss the smirk he was trying to fight. Lionel Shabandar was a very successful businessman, media tycoon, and art collector. He ruled the industry. Well, until you showed up, at least. In the last three years, you'd grown enough to give Lionel tough competition and had managed to snag some of his clients. Needless to say, you were his biggest rival.

However, unlike his other competitors, Lionel didn't dislike you. No, he was rather fond of you, actually. Not only were you witty and fun to banter with, but also someone who he butt heads with in the industry. The biggest bonus though was that you were an art collector, just like him, which meant that he kept running into you at events like this one.

You talked business for a while, which basically meant that you made snarky remarks in good fun, till the auction started, and you were to take your seats. Walking into the room, you took a seat at a table and Lionel joined you, sitting across from you, facing you. As people began bidding, you showed no interest until the painting you had your eyes on was up.

Though multiple people had their eyes on the piece of art, you won, having bid $180 million, and left everyone shocked. Since Lionel had recently taken an interest in impressionism, he did not participate.

However, when the time came for Lionel to bid, you gave him a run for his money. The whole room fell silent as the bids bounced back and forth between the two of you. Starting at $30 million, Lionel was the first to bid and you outbid him almost instantly. Within the first minute, anyone else interested had dropped out, realising they stood no chance against the two of you. Eventually, Lionel bid a whopping $250 million after your bid of 200. Leaning back in his chair, he folded his arms and cocked an eyebrow at you, and his eyes said it all. 'Your move, darling,' you could almost hear the arrogance in his voice even though he hadn't spoken.

Dropping every single jaw in the room, you announced, "$350 million."

Even Lionel stared at you with a stupefied look, trying to comprehend what you had just done. As the auctioneer called for another bid, Lionel was about to speak up but his breath hitched at the feeling of your bare foot riding up his leg. He widened his eyes at you, causing you to chuckle under your breath. Pressing along his thigh, you stopped at his crotch, gently applying pressure to the small bulge that was forming. He visibly gulped and you took it a step further, stroking him between your toes. Hissing at the sensation, he shut his eyes and you smirked as the man finished announcing, "...going twice, sold! To no. 37, that is, Ms. [L/N]!"

Lionel's eyes snapped open upon hearing that, making him completely aware of his surroundings again. He shot a glare your way as you withdrew your leg, giving him an amused smile. He narrowed his eyes at you and you pouted. Thankfully, that was the last piece, allowing you to get up and leave, Lionel following you closely.

"That wasn't fair, sweetheart," he said.

You turned to face him as you approached the door. "No hard feelings, Shabby," you mused. "Besides, this isn't the first time you've lost an auction. Why so sour?" You teased, turning to exit. He pushed the door shut with one hand, pinning you in between the two. "That wasn't what I was talking about, darling," he said as he moved closer, and you could feel his clothed member pressing into you.

You turned around and placed a hand on his chest, tugging at the collar of his suit jacket, "I take responsibility for my actions. Now, are we going to your hotel room or mine?"

There was a mischievous glint in his eyes as he smirked at your words. He moved away, opening the door for you. You walked out and the two of you were immediately swarmed by a few paparazzi. The cameras flashed as they clicked pictures and asked you, "How does it feel to be on the Forbes 30 Under 30 list, Ms. [L/N]?"

Lionel leaned in, whispering to you. "I didn't know you made Forbes' list."

"Sure you didn't," you teased, and with a subtle roll of his eyes, he said, "I guess congratulations are in order."

"Don't feel too bad, Shabby. You would've made it too if you weren't so..." you paused, subtly side-eyeing him with a playful smile. "Old," you said.

Placing his hand on the small of your back, he said, "More often than not, my dear, age equals experience." The warmth from where his hand was spread all through you and you could feel yourself getting excited. Neither of you had looked away from the cameras, leaving the paparazzi none-the-wiser about your little exchange.

"No matter, though. You're about to learn that tonight," he said suggestively, and you finally looked away from the cameras, turning to face him with raised eyebrows. A smirk was plastered on his face and his usually hazel eyes seemed darker, clouded with lust.

With his hand still on your back, he ushered you through the crowd and into his limo. The moment you were inside, neither of you couldn hold back anymore. You kissed him, and his hands wrapped around your waist, pulling you onto his lap. As you straddled him, he pulled away for a moment, saying, "The Langham," and rolled up the partition.

His lips met yours again, effortlessly finding their rhythm once again. His tongue ran across your lower lip, asking for access. You obliged, parting your lips slightly. His tongue almost instantly met yours and they moved against each other in harmony. You pulled away, needing to catch your breath and his lips found your neck, diligently kissing and sucking on your pulse point.

He unbuttoned your suit, completely revealing the beautiful bralette underneath. His hand slid under the thin, lace fabric and you let out a gasp at how cold his hands were, instantly hardening your nipples. Your head lulled back as one hand massaged your breasts and the other gripped your ass. He pulled you closer, pressing your core against the tent in his pants.

"Lionel," you exhaled shakily.

The sound of his name on your lips only riled him up more, causing him to gently nip at your skin and roughly tease your nipples. You leaned against him, biting down on his shoulder to muffle a louder moan. He finally pulled away, looking at the reddened skin on your neck, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

Sliding off his lap and back into your seat, your hand trailed to his trousers, palming him through them. He groaned as you gave him a soft squeeze, and you freed his cock, allowing it to spring free from its confines. He was huge and your eyes widened at the sight since it looked like he wasn't even fully hard yet. Your fingers wrapped around his cock and he leaned into his seat, letting out a soft moan as you started stroking him. His eyes fluttered shut and you took the opportunity to wrap your lips around his head, causing him to let out a throaty moan.

You chuckled at the reaction before taking him in deeper, hollowing your cheeks out. His fingers wrapped around your nape as you bobbed your head up and down his shaft, which was getting even harder. Your hand moved to cup his balls and he groaned in pleasure. You felt his cock begin to twitch in your mouth and picked up the pace. He came, bucking his hips upwards as his grip around your neck tightened, holding you in place as he released his hot seed deep in your throat. You pulled away, coughing lightly as you swallowed the last of it.

"Sorry," he panted, asking, "Was I too rough there?" You softly shook your head as you wiped the corner of your mouth, letting him know that you were fine.

Perfectly in time, the vehicle came to a halt. The two of you took a moment to look at each other and make yourself presentable before stepping out. You made your way through the lobby and into the elevator, where you found yourselves entangled in each other yet again, on the ride up.

Finally entering his room, he immediately pinned you against the door, his mouth claiming yours. Your hands made their way into his soft, fading blonde hair as his hands hooked under your thighs, lifting you up. With your legs wrapped around him and the door supporting you, he moved his hands to your jacket, fumbling with the buttons. The cool air, along with the feeling of his fingertips gently grazing your skin as he slid it down your shoulders, sent goosebumps across your body.

Letting the jacket fall to the floor, he carried you to the bedroom, his hands firmly gripping your ass as he did. His lips never left yours, and the kiss only got sloppier and more desperate with each step he took. He threw you onto the mattress, his hands wrapping around the waistband of your trousers as he yanked them off. Matching your bralette, you were left in a black lace thong and he let out a low growl as his eyes raked over your body.

He climbed onto the bed, straddling you as leaned over you to kiss you. Your hands fumbled with the buttons on his jacket and dress shirt, and he gripped your wrists just as you finished undoing them, pushing them over your head as he brought his mouth down to your still clothed breasts.

His lips found your peaks, leaving biting kisses through the fabric. One hand trailed down your side and found your dripping cunt.

"I've barely done anything and you're soaked. What am I to do with you, hmm?" He mused as he rubbed circles around your clit.

"H-have your way with m-me, daddy," you breathed, aching for his touch.

He raised an eyebrow at you, saying, "You're just a dirty little whore, aren't you?"

Your eyes slightly widened in surprise at the name-calling, but you were into it since it was Lionel. You nodded softly and he smirked at you. Quickly discarding your underwear, you felt him tease your entrance with his tip, rubbing along your folds as he said, "Tell me what you want, cub."

"Y-you. I want to f-feel you, L-"

He cut you off as his fingers wrapped around your throat and your eyes rolled back as he slowly pushed into you, spreading your lips for him as he entered you. Your back arched as he filled you up and your fingers gripped the sheets.

"Fuck! S-so... tight! He said, pausing only a moment before he started moving. Pulling out slowly, he rammed back into you, his head hitting your cervix. You whimpered at the feeling, pain and pleasure colliding in a way you had never experienced before. "Oh my G-god Li-" you said, but were cut-off by his grip tightening around your throat.

"Not that," he panted as he thrust into you, "Call me what you did, e-earlier."

You indulged him immediately, saying, "D-daddy, you feel s-so good!" You could see Lionel squeeze his eyes shut as he threw his head back, letting out a low groan. Relentlessly, he kept thrusting into you. An involuntary moan escaped your lips as he brought his fingers to your swollen clit, playing with it. Your nerves felt as though they were on fire, the stimulation bringing you closer to your release.

"I'm close," you cried out.

At that, he pulled out and flipped you onto your stomach. He leaned over your body, pushing deep into you, hitting you at a completely new angle. You buried your face into the mattress, muffling your sounds of ecstasy. Lionel moved close to your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine as he said, "Does daddy's little slut want to come?"

You gasped. You weren't used to this - no man had ever called you names simply because they were too intimidated. For that very same reason, no one had ever been able to dominate you either. Not well, at least. Lionel Shabandar had unlocked a new kink for you today and you loved it. You nodded and he said, "Well, not yet. That's what you get for not letting me hear you."

You squirmed as you fought the climax that was building. You were doing pretty well considering Lionel was pounding into you, his cock brushing your g-spot with every thrust. As he slowed his motions to longer, rougher thrusts, you knew you couldn't hold back any longer.

"Daddy," you breathed. "I'm gonna-"

"Not yet," he warned, roughly kissing your shoulder.

"P-please," you begged.

His eyes met your gaze as you looked back at him with a pleading look. A smirk appeared on his face as he said, "Do you admit that you're daddy's little whore?"

You nodded yet again and he tutted, "Ah-ah. I want to hear you say it."

You gulped as you admitted, "I... I'm daddy's little whore."

"Good girl," he mused, picking up the pace. "Now.. come for daddy."

At that, your toes curled and you bucked your hips to meet his as your orgasm finally washed over you. He kept his pace, his own release inching closer as he felt your walls clamp down on his cock. With one last powerful thrust, he emptied himself inside you, leaning over your body as he placed a tired kiss on your temple.

"You did so well, cub," he praised as lay down next to you.

"Well, I agree with your wisdom. With age, comes experience, indeed," you said breathlessly and he chuckled lowly at your response.

Turning to face you, he said, "Considering how snarky you are, who knew you'd be so submissive in bed?" You rolled your eyes at his comment, not bothering with a reply. "Also, daddy issues? I never would've guessed," he teased.

"That's rich coming from the guy who enjoyed every bit of it," you bit back, playfully.

His arm wrapped around your waist and he pulled you into his chest, saying, "And there's my snarky little cub." He placed a kiss on your shoulder and you turned around to face him.

"I'm gonna hop in the shower real quick, okay? Just need to get cleaned up."

He groaned as you got out of bed and you turned to him, saying, "You're welcome to join me if you'd like."

"I thought you said you wanted to get cleaned up?" He asked, sitting up with a playful smirk on his face.

Acting surprised you said, "Well, I didn't think you could go again, old man..."

He narrowed his eyes at you as he bit his lip. "Oh, you really need to be taught a lesson," he said, lifting you up as he carried you into the bathroom.

#lionel shabandar #lionel shabandar x reader #lionel shabandar x reader smut #gambit #alan rickman #alan rickman x reader #its illegal that there is no lionel shabandar x reader tag yet #especially considering the sex appeal the man has #did i add the red blazer because he looks fine #yes #smut #rickman #rickmaniac #rickmandowneyjr

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footballerimaginess · 5 years

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A - Alex Meret B - Benoit Costil C - Clement Lenglet D - Dele E - Eden Hazard F - Federico Bernardeschi G - Giovanni di Lorenzo H - Hector Bellerin I - Inaki Pena J - Jesse Lingard K - Kylian Mbappe L - Lionel Messi M - Marcus Rashford N - Neymar O - Ousmane Dembele P - Pau Torres Q - Ricardo Quasemera R - Adrien Rabiot S - Son Heung Min T - Tyrone Mings U V - Jan Vertonghen W - Harry Winks X - Ximo Navarro Y - Youri Tielemans Z - Luca Zidane Added bonus - Paulo Gazzaniga

#here is my updated christmas imagines list!!#please keep sending them in and i dont mind non christmas imagines

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liohnelmessi · 7 years

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Lionel Messi reached yet another milestone in his e x t r a o r d i n a r y career as he netted his 5 0 0 t h goal for Barcelona against Real Madrid in El Clasico on Sunday.

#lionel messi #leomessiedit #footballedit #fcbedit #userdorota #*#messi #fcb #16/17 #el clasico #with ae #so this is my my 1st animation in ages??#oh man don't tell me he's missing teeth #anyways goodnight!

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gabigabigabby · 1 year

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headcanons | e. fernández

enzo fernández x fem!reader (ft. joão félix, leo messi and leandro paredes)

a/n: just some very fun headcanons for our world champion! decided to feature joão, messi and paredes bc why not. and also bc i cannot find a single thing ab this man AT ALL. enzo speaks in purple btw!

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enzo loves spoiling you

enzo's the overprotective and sensitive bf

he likes to lay in between ur legs and fall asleep on ur stomach after training. cutest thing ever

leandro had joked with enzo one day that he had to have lionel's blessing before he could date u

enzo thought it was stupid but he took u to see lionel anyway

"leandro said i had to have ur blessing before i could date y/n."

"enzo what the fuck"

u and joão grew really close after enzo introduced the both of u at the chelsea initiation ceremony

enzo gets jealous whenever u come home and u tell him u had spent ur night w joão

"ur always hanging out w him"

"im sorry babe. u can join us at game night next time"

u don't play football, but enzo always wants ur opinion on the best finisher he'd come up with

"why don't u ask someone else, e?"

"idc what someone else thinks, babe. i care what u think. now will u pls choose which one looks the best?"

why do i feel like enzo's the kind that when u sneeze, he'd mimic ur sneeze and then laugh ab it? idk, but yeah, he'd do that

he'll always make it a point to tell u ur beautiful, even if ur in a hoodie n sweatpants. the man is obsessed w u

enzo dedicated his every wc goal to u

when u stepped onto the pitch after the wc final, u were the first person enzo ran to

he def cried on ur shoulder.

and u cried w him.

enzo fernández, king of dad jokes

u kinda HAD to laugh at it. enzo's the type to be disappointed if someone didn't laugh. and unfortunately, u were that someone

he's not great at relationships, but i swear he tries. the man tries y'all

he cooks u home-cooked meals every weekend

the man buys u flowers every month

and when it's that time of the month, u can count on enzo to make grocery store runs for tampons/pads and chocolates any day

idk i just think he'd be the sweetest, most gentlest man ever. i love him

#enzo fernandez #enzo fernandez fluff #argentina #leandro paredes #leo messi #joao felix #enzo #fernandez

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thecurrentmrsibrahimovic · 7 years

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He is my son II [Zlatan Ibrahimovic & Messi Imagine]

Words: 935

Pairings: Zlatan x Reader, Lionel Messi x Reader (Past relationship)

Warnings: Bad Words & Tears

SUMMARY: It’s “Father&Son” day and Leo arrives home to spend the day with his son at the school but the Little Matthew has other plans with his new dad, Zlatan and Leo is no happy with that.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Author: @itamenher

It was a month ago that you had a fight with your ex-husband at your place in Manchester, now was your place because even your ex-husband didn't want it you move with your son. He now came often to visit Matthew and he was really happy but The "Dad/Father" word was a problem because your little baby doesn't want to call him dad.

In Two days its gonna be a special day at the school, Matthew was a great kid and he had this big "Dad Day" and Lionel want to come but Matthew wants Zlatan with him. "You know He's gonna make a mess of this," You said putting more salt in the soup and Zlatan grabs your waist with love "I'm gonna talk with him. Leo is his father and I think he deserves it" You rolled your eyes. Everyone could say that Zlatan was a bad guy but with you, and your son he was the sweetest person ever, perhaps that was the reason why you love him so much. "I think you are very good with him, after what he said to you! I can't believe you're on his side" you said moving your body to reach a few vegetables but Zlatan kisses your cheek. "I have children too darling and I fee the same if Maxi or Vincent called someone else father" he replies but you cannot understand that, Leo was mean with him, even called him "crazy" or "Motherfucker". "Yeah but you and Helena... is different. You didn't leave her while she was pregnant or something" Zlatan just kiss you again. You won't talk about that again, you knew that.

Was the big day and Matthew was excited about it, he even wore a Manchester United jersey with Zlatan's number, you know that it will piss Leos and you tried to convince Matthew to change the jersey for something else but was a total waste of time, he was reckless just like his father.

"Will you be there?" he asked you with a smile before eating his last piece of pancake. "Of course dwarf!" you said and kiss his cheek. You have to check some things about work before you show up to the school.

"Hello Y/N how are you" Marie your best friend calls you from the hallways "Hello Darling, I thought I was late" you reply smirking a little, she just hugs you like always.

"Let's go Mrs. Ibrahimovic your ex and future husband are there" you rolled your eyes again while she leads you to the classroom. A few mothers and fathers looked at you two because a suit guy was talking about his amazing job at the bank.

"Matthew it's your turn" the teacher calls your son and He looks at his father and Zlatan, He just grabs Zlatan's hand and leads him to the front of the class.

"He is my father" you turn your face to Leo and He was really mad about that. "He is the best striker and He had won a lot of trophies, He takes care of me and my mom! He plays at Manchester United but I wanted him to stay at PSG" Zlatan smile and start to talk about his job, Leo was waiting for Matthew to call him but it doesn't happen at all.

"This is your fault" He whispers to you before leaving the classroom, They ended and you go for your kid. "Dwarf, you hurt daddy's feeling you know that" he just look at you a little confused. "I don't care mommy" You were surprised by his words even more because he really means it. You, Zlatan and your son walk out to the classroom to talk with him. "honey, He is your Father" you talk first but he looks at Zlatan "Your mom is right, Dwarf, He is your real father" You watched Leo afar when you talk with Matthew, He sighed loudly, watching your little boy. "NO!" he yelled, making Leo look at him, brown eyes pained. He hated to fight with his child but sometimes he had no choice. "I don't want him to be my daddy! NO!" he yelled, making Leo groan frustrated when he looked at you. "Matthew, I'm your father and you need to understand that. I AM YOUR FUCKING FATHER" Leo said sternly, trying not to raise his voice to the small boy in front of him. He adored his father, making Leo extremely proud. "NO! Zlatan is my father, not you and I hate you" Matthew yelled, You sighed before kneel before your kid. "Dwarf don't say that..." Leo cut you off grabbing your son's hand

"Come now, we're leaving" Leo demanded, trying to sound as stern as you when you made Matthew stop his bad behavior. "I DON'T WANT TO, DADDY PLEASE" Matthew screamed, looking at Zlatan with his round eyes before hitting him gently. "Ok enough! That's not the way" Zlatan say looking Matthew in his arms and Leo looked at him so mad. "Leo please, understand he is a little boy" Leo just smirk a little. "I'll see you in court Y/N. I want my son and I'll have him back" he lead his way out to the school while Matthew holds tight to Zlatan "I don't wanna go with him, mommy" he said with a few tears in his eyes. "Don't worry Dwarf, daddy will understand" You reply kissing his cheek.

#zlatan #zlatan ibrahimovic #zlatan ibrahimović #zlatanibrahimovic #zlatan ibrahimovic imagines #zlatan imagine #ibrahimovic #Ibracadabra #ibrahimović

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