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niniluvsainz · 7 months

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LOS ASTROS ☽ mv1

(social media! au)

in which their astrology signs match perfectly well together.

pairings... max verstappen x fem!model!reader

face claim... valentina zenere

warnings... suggestive content, cursing, isa is still with carlos in this (?), probably bad translations (reader speaks spanish)

author's note... this is my first fic so sorry if it's messy! i was listening to becky g's new album 'esquinas' and when i came upon this song i realized i would declare it as my song. it's also such a cute song, give her entire album a listen! also, i recently heard about the rumors about danny and heidi and i really hope they aren't true (there is a part in this where they are mentioned and i was too lazy to change it to someone else). if a part two is suggested, then i'd be happy to write it

maxverstappen1

location: texas, usa

liked by redbullracing, charles_leclerc and others

maxverstappen1 an amazing performance at circuit of the americas! thank you for the support! let's continue pushing for the next race! redbullracing, thank you team once again!

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user1 respect for verstappen button >

user2 im so tired of him winning

⤷ user3 keep crying hater

landonorris happy to share the podium with you

⤷ maxverstappen1 as am i, mate

⤷ user4 omg i love their friendship sm

user5 how can someone look so good

⤷ user6 because he's never looked so good

redbullracing happy and proud of you always, max!

yourusername

liked by isahernaez, tinistoessel and others

yourusername la vida recientemente (life lately)

tagged: tinistoessel

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isahernaez te extraño, amiga (i miss you, my friend)

⤷ yourusername pronto regreso a españa, para ver cuando nos juntamos! (i'm returning to spain soon, let's plan something!)

tinistoessel las perras que somos (the baddest bitches we are)

⤷ yourusername tienes toda la razon (you are so right)

landonorris oh damn

⤷ yourusername i miss you, noodles

isa: i have news

isa: i have extra tickets for mexico gp

y/n: but i have a tight schedule

y/n: i was just thinking maybe you, me, and carlos could have a night in to catch up

isa: but y/n, you have to come to a race

isa: carlos is also asking for you to accompany us to one

y/n: ugh

y/n: esta bien (fine)

y/n: i'll see what i can clear from my calendar to at least attend sunday's race

y/n: but i still plan on us having a movie night to catch up

isa: claro que si, amor (of course, love)

isa: i'll book ur hotel now

y/n: no tienes que hacer eso, isa (you don't have to do that)

isa: pero yo te invite 💞 (but i invited you)

yourusername

location: cdmx, mexico

liked by maxverstappen1, isahernaez and others

yourusername me encantaste, mexico! mandame taquitos al pastor a españa, por favor! (i loved you, mexico! send me some sheperd-style taquitos to spain, please!)

tagged: isahernaez, francisca.cgomes, alexandrasaintmleux, lilymhe, carlossainz55

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user7 where's max's tag tho👀

⤷ user8 right like we see that last post ma'am

isahernaez a la siguiente, amiga! (to the next one, my friend!)

⤷ yourusername ya me dieron mas animas de ir 😏 (i have more encouragement to go now)

user9 y'all notice max started following y/n AND liked the post without the tag?!

⤷ user10 something fishy is going on there

⤷ user11 honestly just waiting on the double date from these four

landonorris added to their story!

caption: so yourusername is wondering if your astrology signs align

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⤷ yourusername this was supposed to stay a secret

⤷ user12 first we find out lando is obsessed with zodiacs, now y/n?!

⤷ user13 who are they tryna see if their stars aligned 🤔

⤷ oscarpiastri is this why i kept hearing you two scream "THEY MATCH" from the other side of hospitality?

⤷ maxverstappen1 y/n is into astrology? hm, maybe i'll look into it

⤷ user14 i love gemini women

maxverstappen1 added to their story!

location: são paulo, brazil

caption: catching rain in brazil☔️

replies;

⤷ user15 MAX EMILIAN WHO'S IS THAT HAND BECAUSE I HAVE BOTH OF MINE ATTACHED TO MY BODY

⤷ landonorris it was rare i was there THIRDWHEELING

⤷ user16 hold up who is that hand and why does that just scream y/n because of the red fingertips

⤷ danielricciardo ew stop you're already showing each other off

⤷ charles_leclerc wait until the lestappen fans come attacking like military soldiers

⤷ carlossainz55 wait is that- THAT'S THE JACKET I GAVE HER FOR HER BIRTHDAY

yourusername

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yourusername se me juntaron las estrellas y los astros

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landonorris sure keep bragging about it to the single people

⤷ danielricciardo im not single and i feel single

⤷ heidiberger_ okay.

⤷ danielricciardo NO KEEP GIVINGME SOME SUGA

lilymhe ahhhh sososo happy for u and ur new man ! <3

⤷ yourusername thank u lils 🤍

user17 now you can clearly see she's trying to soft launch but that is the deadpan face of max verstappen

⤷ user18 no it doesn't (im living in delusion because i want max for me)

carlossainz55 quien es el? (who is he)

⤷ isahernaez no nos conmueve eso, carlos (that doesn't concern us)

⤷ yourusername carlossainz55 mi novio (my boyfriend)

maxverstappen1 so astros is also a shortcut word for astrology but also the baseball team the astros

⤷ yourusername exactly, maxie

⤷ user19 SHE HAS A NICKNAME FOR HIM. I REPEAT, SHE HAS A NICKNAME FOR HIM

maxverstappen1 and yourusername

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maxverstappen1 i'm happy shes the gemini to my libra

tagged: yourusername

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user20 y/n said soft launch, max said fuck that

user21 I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT

user22 AH NEW SHIP SAILED OFF TODAY AT 13:24 HRS ALL ABOARD THE MAXY/N

⤷ user23 its gonna sink like the titanic

⤷ user24 i hope u go sink like the titanic

landonorris so happy for my fwiends

⤷ yourusername now it's time to find someone for you for the double dates

⤷ user25 I VOLUNTEER! i volunteer as tribute!

user26 now max has two spanish-speaking natives on his ears at all times

⤷ maxverstappen1 yeah i have a mexican who keeps screaming the 'mexicanos al grito de guerra' and an argentinian who moved to spain who keeps slapping my butt like i'm the bull and she's the bullfighter

⤷ yourusername you are literally in the formula one team that is named a 'bull'.

⤷ schecoperez but you love us

⤷ yourusername schecoperez vamos a seguir con el plan de enseñarle todo el vocabulario español (let's continue with the plan to teach him all the spanish vocabulary)

⤷ maxverstappen1 wait i need to google translate what you said

carlossainz55 this is how i found out.

⤷ isahernaez sorry

⤷ yourusername sorry

⤷ maxverstappen1 sorry

⤷ christianhorner sorry

⤷ charles_leclerc i knew before you ?

⤷ carlossainz55 that's the last straw, leclerc.

#Spotify #max verstappen #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen x you #social media #social media au #f1 imagines #f1 one shot #f1 x reader #f1 social media au #instagram au #formula 1 #formula 1 x reader #formula 1 fic #f1 2023 #carlos sainz jr

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tommymaddox · 1 year

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@valentinadiaz lunch time the summer bash

Tommy has been waiting in line for the last five minutes for sugar. Literally. Spun sugar. The worst parts about fairs was the lines that came with food places, the area Tommy typically gravitates towards. He pays the kid in bright colours who hands him the cloud of sugar, escaping into freedom of the crowd. He spots Valentina where he'd left her, the remains of the lunch lingering in the form of stray fries and empty containers. "Here you go," he presents the stick to her as if it was a bunch of flowers.

#fun fact in australia we call it fairy floss #reply: valentina #i just jumped on the cotton candy

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siiinfully · 9 months

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mark . to leave marks on my muse Valentina leaves bite marks on Chris from @bewitchingbaker

The fire crackling on the logs in the fireplace behind them offered extra heat, and the sultry 70s song playing from the gramophone added to the atmosphere. There was enough light from the fire to highlight the two figures on the couch, the dark-haired woman slowly rocking her hips before she grew still. But Valentina’s mouth was still busy, kissing its way up and down the side of Chris’s neck, pausing every now and then to leave a slightly reddish hickey that stood out despite his dark skin. Not to mention the very obvious bite marks that she had placed, almost strategically, so any female werewolves that saw him would know he was already claimed. "I'm not hurting you, am I?"

#valentina barclay ( meme reply )#bewitchingbaker #queue are my fantasy ( queued reply )

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filynxs · 2 months

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౨ৎ⋆˚｡⋆ Permission.

official art from the manga Bungo Stray dogs

⚝ You are Dazai's nurse and look after him while he is in hospital. And you can't deny that he has piqued your interest. When he asks you for permission to use his phone, you explain the rules and that he's not allowed to do so until he's in a better condition. However, he offers you something you can't refuse...

⚝ Dazai Osamu x fem!reader

⚝ 18+; sexual content; s*x with benefits; tease

» [Valentina - Hasu] «

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Disclaimer: I REwrote this scene, meaning that this oneshot does NOT contain SA in any ways (no subcon/dubcon/noncon).

You step into Dazai‘s room, noticing the open windows that let a soft breeze in. As you look around you see him watching the colorful sunset, thus a smile creeps over your lips.

He notices your steps and looks over to you, raising his brows as his eyes wander to the tray you are holding in your hands. As always, you are bringing him his meal.

"What did you bring me today?" he asks, his voice lacing playfulness as he watches you approach his bed.

Putting the tray onto the small table next to his bed, you let out a shy chuckle and pour water into his glass.

"Today we are serving you a piece of pizza." you answer him, jokingly presenting the food like an Italian waiter would do in a noble restaurant.

Dazai laughs and claps into his hands a few times, and you can‘t help but notice the way how his eyes wander over your body for a moment. Your cheeks heat up ever so slightly, but you act like you didn‘t see anything.

The wind that comes from the windows brushes your skin, sending a shiver down your spine.

"Isn‘t it a bit cold today?" you ask him, walking towards the windows to close them, "I‘ll close the—"

"No, don‘t." he interrupts you, and as you look over to him you see a calm and serious expression on his handsome face, "I like the soft breeze."

Pressing your lips together to a small smile, you nod and let the windows open. For a while you just stay there, looking back into his alluring, brown pair of eyes that seem so unreadable. It‘s like they are hiding something dark in their irises. Something that no one was able to find out yet.

"Are you just going to stare at me now?" he laughs, one corner of his mouth twitching up to a cheeky grin as he tilts his head. "I mean, I can‘t blame you."

You gulp, widening your eyes as they hastily dart over the place. "N-no!" you stutter out, your voice sounding breathy and even a little high pitched. "I‘m sorry. I won‘t disturb you any longer."

With fast steps you approach the door, not meeting his gaze again. However, he stops you by calling out to you.

"Miss," his voice rings in your ears like sweet honey, and you turn around to face him, "May I ask you a question?"

Brushing a strand of your H/C hair behind your ear, you nod and hum with a gentle tone. You can feel your heart beating a tad faster in your chest, pumping the nervousness through your veins as you excitedly await his question.

"Will you allow me to make a phone call?" he questions, raising his brows as his grin fades into a smaller smile, "I‘m going to make it quick."

You chew on your lower lip. There are rules in your hospital. The patients are only allowed to get their phones back again when they leave the hospital or when they are in a better condition. Dazai, however, has been here for one or two days only. You don‘t want to disappoint him, but you can‘t just break the rules either. Unless…

"I apologize, Sir, but I can‘t allow you to do so just yet." you reply, folding your hands together to seem more professional than you already are. However, your professional attitude looses its strength as the blush on your cheeks increases. The way how he looks at you with those eyes… it‘s driving you crazy.

"Ahh, that‘s disappointing." he sighs deeply, looking down at his hands for a moment. You can see his faint grin on his lips. And you could see it from miles away. It feels like he is plotting something, and he most definitely is. "I would do anything to get my phone just for one call." he utters after a pause, gazing right back up into your eyes.

The look on his face says more than thousand words could. He is implying something, and you know exactly what it is. Seems like he took notice of your flustered behavior towards him. After all, he is used to reactions like these. Women cannot resist his charming side at all.

"Anything?" you repeat, and it feels so criminal on your tongue. Dazai knows exactly what you wanted from him from the very beginning. But you‘re unsure if this is right. He is your patient, and you are his nurse. You could loose your job if someone finds out about this little arrangement of the two of you.

The brunet nods slowly, and his grin widens on his glossy lips. With his index finger he motions you to come over to him. Thus you close the door behind you and approach him with small, hesitant steps.

"No need to be so shy, Miss." he reassures you, taking your hand as you stop right next to his bed. Gently he strokes your fingers with his, and goosebumps spread all over your skin. His fingers long so slim and long, and his entire hands are attractive to your eyes. "Just tell me what you want from me."

You swallow, feeling how dry your throat is. Your eyes gaze away from his, down to his beautiful hands that are caressing yours. You want those hands to caress your body, to wrap around your neck like a cute necklace…

Is it unprofessional? Maybe. But will you have another opportunity to grand you this wish? Most definitely not.

"I—" you pause, biting your lower lip as your entire face begins to redden even more. He muses you with a smile, adoring your cute face which is filled with embarrassment. "I want to sleep with you. Then, I will give you the permission to use your phone."

In satisfaction his grin widens, slightly showing his straight, white teeth. A soft chuckle escapes him, and he moves his hand further up your arm.

"Deal." he purrs, his voice being low as he speaks to you, lacing seduction which is apparent on his eyes as well. It‘s almost like his entire mood shifted in a matter of seconds, changing from the playful guy to the flirty seducer. "Let‘s do it right here, Miss Y/N."

"You remember my name?" you softly ask, your voice being merely above a whisper as you slowly get onto his bed. Sitting down on his lap, you feel his arms wrapping around your waist. With raised brows you muse him, trying to act calm while your flushed face shows something different.

"I don‘t miss a detail, Y/N." he chuckles, moving his hands towards your nurse uniform to slowly open its buttons, "And I noticed the way how you looked at me the very first time you stepped into this room."

"How did I look at you, exactly?"

Your question causes him to smirk, and his eyes wander from your chest up to your eyes.

"Like you wanted to fuck me."

He lets out a soft and amused laugh as he watches your embarrassed reaction. You tightly press your lips together and look away, feeling how your heart knocks against your chest.

"It‘s alright." he snickers, looking down at your round breasts again as he continues to unbutton your uniform. His hands slide over your clothed nipples as he does so, and he is taking his damn time to open the last few buttons. "I‘ve always wanted to try it with a nurse."

His attitude, no, his entire personality is so playful and vulgar. Even better than you imagined it was. And this is what caused your interest in him to grow. He‘s not just handsome.

With last slow movements he undoes the last buttons of your uniform, helping you out of it before letting it land on the floor. Now you‘re sitting on his lap with your white lingerie on, and the soft wind that comes through the windows brushes your entire, bare body. The brise sends a shiver down your spine, but your body immediately heats up as Dazai begins to play with it.

Slowly he moves his hands up to your breasts, massaging them through your erotic looking bra which gives him a perfect view of your hard nipples. A thin lace fabric covers them only, thus he rubs them through your bra.

You moan in reply to his touches, moving your hips on his lap as you arch your back. No man has ever touched you like he does. One can tell that Dazai Osamu is skilled in what he‘s doing.

"Oh, so you like this?" he chuckles, opening your bra to throw it away, "I‘m going to be a bit more bold then."

His lips move to your hard nipple as he squeezes your breast, taking it into his mouth to greedily suck on it. The way how his tongue plays with that sensitive spot causes you to moan, but you try your best not to be too loud. After all, someone could barge into this room any time. This is also what scares you. However, you start to forget your worries as Dazai pulls away, looking up at you before pushing the blanket off his body.

He guides you onto his lap again, pulling the blanket back to halfway cover what he‘s going to do to you now. Then, with his slim fingers he easily slides your panties off and puts them right there where the rest of your clothes is: To the ground.

But you couldn‘t care less at the moment. Your entire attention is focused on Dazai and how his fingers begin to caress your swollen clit. He skillfully massages it in circling movements, and your soft moans show him that he‘s doing it damn right. You squirm against his touches, savoring every tiny sensation he causes in your body.

Just when you are about to come, you grab his wrist and stop him. He gazes at you, arousal and amusement filling his chocolate brown eyes as he studies your breathlessness. He sure has a large impact on how you feel. And he knows that.

"Wait." you pant, feeling how a drop of sweat rolls down your temple, "I want to come on your cock, please."

He bites his lip, so sensually and seductively that you feel like you‘re going to loose your mind. Every single move he makes is turning you on right now, as if he‘s using magic on you.

"As you wish, cherie." he says with a husky tone in his voice and proceeds to slide his pants slightly down along with his boxers. His erection greets your hungry eyes, throbbing and twitching in anticipation, and eager for your attention.

Slowly sitting down on it, you begin to grind yourself on his shaft. It throbs against your slick pussy, ready to enter your warmth. Just as if someone is knocking against a door to get in. And he wants to get in very badly. For him, it even feels like he‘s not only doing this for the deal anymore. He wants you.

Soft groans escape him and he holds your hips, squeezing your skin to make you go faster. But you don‘t go faster. Instead, you slowly rise, letting your pussy hover just above his tip, which already leaks pre cum.

"Are you teasing me?" he grunts through his gritted teeth, sending you an aroused grin that causes you to smile too.

"Maybe a little bit." you snicker breathily, "It‘s more fun with a little bit of tease."

He laughs and leans forward to your breasts, kissing your nipples before giving them a gentle bite. His hips jerk upwards ever so slightly, trying to make his cock meet your entrance.

You can‘t wait any longer and let yourself down in response to his eager movements, tenderly taking his entire length between your folds. The two of you gasp in unison, exhaling sharply when you begin to move. Your hips circle, and as you lean forwards you proceed to ride his erection. As you do so, your clit touches his cock with every time you move downwards.

Not being able to contain yourself anymore, you groan out loud, letting your satisfaction be audible for him. And he definitely likes what you are doing. Just the sight of you riding his cock makes his mind go blank, even causing him to forget about the reason why he‘s in hospital at all. And how your nipples touch his clothed torso with every movement arouses him, because your perfectly formed breasts show how much you like this.

His length fills every tiny inch of your womb up as you continue to ride him, and you can‘t deny that the warm feeling of him inside you makes you sweat. And not just that. This entire moment is making you sweat. The air between you two is steamy and thick with arousal, showing the sexual bond between you two while your bodies are connected.

One of his hands moves up to your breast, giving it a light squeeze before rolling your hard nipple between his index finger and thumb. Your body trembles in satisfaction, and you can sense how your climax is approaching you.

Before you reach your own orgasm, Dazai does so, and he moans your name as his warm seed fills you up. He closes his eyes as he savors this intimate moment, enjoying the pleasure your pussy just made him experience.

Your tight walls clench around him the moment you reach your own peak of satisfaction, arching your back as you groan into the hot air. A small drop of spit rolls down the corner of your mouth as you come, emphasizing just how much you enjoyed this moment.

Dazai muses your lust filled face as you come all over his shaft, coating him with your warm, sweet nectar that squirts out of you. He runs his tongue over his lower lip as he moves his hand from your breast up to your neck, wrapping around it to pull your face towards him.

"This felt amazing, Y/N." he chuckles softly, his voice hoarse and lacing arousal. His lips find their way to yours, and you two kiss, intertwining your pair of soft lips in a dance of passion. You taste him as your tongues move together, fighting over the dominance of this moment.

To catch your breath, you pull away, and a spit string follows your tongue as you separate.

"Dazai," you pant, your voice still sounding horny and needy for him, "thank you very much."

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It has been a few hours, maybe two, since you and Dazai had that intimate moment today. Your heart can‘t stop beating in a fast pace, and you feel like you are going to pass out in the next moment.

Your cheeks, no, your entire face is flushed, filled with embarrassment and arousal. The things you two did do not leave your mind for a second, and you don‘t know if you‘ll be able to sleep properly tonight.

However, what you do know is that you have to talk to him. Because your feelings are a literal mess.

Knocking on the open door of his room, you notice him still having the important phone call he needed to make. He pauses and turns his head into your direction, flashing you a small smile.

Ashamed, you look at him, trying to hide your flustered expression. "Dazai, please excuse me for what I did earlier." you blurt out, your voice tiny and sweet.

"Ah, Miss. Thank you for allowing me to use my phone." he thanks you, acting like nothing happened earlier. However, while his voice sounds nonchalant and entirely casual, his grin shows you that he is still thinking about your moment. He winks at you, and your heart skips a beat.

"Sure, and…" you pause, not even looking at him again. You let your eyes wander to the phone in his hand, wondering who that person is he is talking to. "And if you don‘t mind… can we do it just once more? In a single room this time?"

He breaths out a delighted laugh, and his gaze stays on your entire figure while you don‘t even manage to look into his eyes.

"Ah, if I feel like it."

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pitchsidestories · 3 months

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To Rome with Love II Valentina Giacinti x Engen!Reader

masterlist I word count: 2083

a/n: based off this lovely request. Valentina is really underrated in our opinion . <3

The afternoon sun made the Italian pitch and the players which were on it appear golden.

It only seemed fitting because your team, the AS Roma was celebrating a big win with the home crowd when you heard a Norwegian voice you were all too familiar with: “Great game, big sister!”

“Ingrid!”, you shouted surprised, turning around, before jumping into the arms of your little sister.

“Hi.”, she beamed at you, while pulling you into a tight hug.

For a moment you closed your eyes letting the scent which smelt of home wash over you. “It’s so great to see you., you mumbled, behind her you spotted her girlfriend, so you added with a wide grin on your face, you too, Mapi.”

The defender laughed warmly: “Good to see you too.”

“Will you stay overnight? And do you want to join our team party later?”, with a hopeful tone you asked them.

Happily, Ingrid nodded:” Of course we do.”

“We never say no to a party.”, the tattooed Spanish woman continued mischievously smiling.

“Great, so I can finally introduce you to all my teammates.”, you hummed delighted.

Excited the midfielder clapped into her hands: ”Please.”

At night when the heat of the day was slowly cooling down, was the time when Rome, the ancient city really came alive. Buzzing from that glorious win the Roma team was meeting in a popular club and your teammates were eager to get to know your sister and her girlfriend.

The first who came up to the three of you was Manuela who talked not only through her mouth but vividly with her hands as well: “ So this is the more famous little Engen sister, nice to meet you!”

“That big mouth is Manuela.”, you introduced the Italian midfielder to your family, rolling playfully your eyes at her.

Politely Ingrid replied:” Nice to meet you, Manuela.”

“And you already know Emilie from our national team. Next to her is Laura, we both joined Roma last summer.”, you explained.

Mapi winked at the Austrian: ”Oh, we do know Laura already.”

“Why didn’t you take Keira with you, Mapi?”, Laura responded, throwing an eyebrow up.

The defender waved it off: “You know your girlfriend. She prefers to visit you alone.”

“Yes, okay, you’re right about that.”, Keira Walsh’s partner admitted, her smile growing bigger as she thought about the English Barcelona midfielder.

Meanwhile, Valentina who you didn’t saw coming until she wrapped her muscular arms around you, whispered a bit impatiently into your ear: “Don’t you want to introduce me to your sister too?”

You could feel your cheeks redden as you gestured towards Valentina; “Girls, this is Vale… Valentina.“

You noticed Ingrids curious glance in your direction but she only smiled politely at your teammate; “Nice to finally get to know you, Valentina. My sister said you really helped her settle in when she moved here.“

“To be fair, it wasn’t as hard as expected. She’s almost a full Italian now.“, Valentina replied with a laugh.

Offended, you raised your eyebrows at the real Italian; “Almost?!“

“Almost.“, she confirmed, smirking unimpressed about your remark.

Your sister interrupted the two of you, tilting her head with curiosity; “What is still Norwegian about her?“

Without missing a beat, Valentina answered; “The way she drinks her coffee.“

“I love to do kokekaffe while she just uses her beloved espresso machine.“, you rolled your eyes.

Nodding, your sister agreed; “Good coffee just takes time. I’m on your side on that.“

“I’m not.“, Mapi interjected with a shrug and an apologetic smile towards her girlfriend.

Valentinas interest was piqued; “Bet you love espresso too, Mapi.“

“I do. I love my moka pot for that. I even got it tattooed.“, the Spanish defender told her excitedly. She shrugged out of her cardigan and showed the tattoo on her bare arm to Valentina.

Her eyes glinted as she examined it; “Oh my god! I love it!“

Satisfied with the reaction, Mapi smiled; “It’s pretty cool, right?“

“Yes, it is.“

While they continued their conversation about coffee-themed tattoos, you felt Camelia impatiently drag on your arm; “Come on, time to dance!“

She took your hand in hers and led you to the dance floor. On the way, you waved over to your sister; “You too, Mapi and Ingrid!“

“We’re coming too!“, your sister yelled back.

You gave her thumbs-up; “Perfect!“

Mapi only grimaced at her girlfriend; “Dancing?“

“It’s fun, love.“, Ingrid replied and dragged Mapi along with her. You quickly lost them in the dancing crowd but you were distracted anyway by Valentinas hands on your hips and her mouth close to your ear; “You’ve danced with half of the team already. Now it’s my turn.“

“Do you still have energy for that, Vale?“, you smirked, turning towards her.

Valentinas eyes searched for yours in the dim light; “You’d be surprised by how much energy I still have.“

The rasp in her voice made you shiver for a second but you concealed it by smirking at her; “You can show it to me now and later.“

“Oh I will.“

Biting your lip, you changed the topic; “Let’s dance.“

“Sure.“, she shrugged, pulling you closer as you two started moving to the rhythm of the music.

A few meters away from you Ingrid asked her girlfriend interested:” Who do you think my sister is dating in her team. She hasn’t told me yet.”

“Oh, it’s pretty obvious.”, Mapi said with a mischievous smile lightening up her face.

Glancing at you dancing with her, your sister observed: “Definitely Valentina.”

“See.”, the defender agreed.

Twirling around the dance floor, Ingrid thought out loud:” Bet the whole team already knows about them.”

“Probably. I mean look at them.”, the Spanish woman pointed at your direction, where Valentina got suspiciously touchy for a teammate.

Your sister smiled as she confessed: “Valentina is taller than I thought.”

“I think she’s the perfect height for your sister.”, Mapi replied.

“Agreed.”

“It’s cute. But not as cute as we are.”, with these cheeky words out the older woman kissed the younger Norwegian.

“Of course not.”, Ingrid laughed.

Gingerly the defender apologized:” Sorry.”

You two have seen the girlfriends looking at you from across the dance floor, that’s why Valentina stated amused:” Your sister and her girlfriend are gossiping about us.”

“You’re right.”

The Italian looked at you in confusion:” I thought you didn’t tell your sister about us?”

“I didn’t.”, you quickly reassured her.

She exhaled deeply before offering:” Do you want to leave?”

“Yes.”, swiftly you went up to Ingrid and Mapi.

Clearing your throat, you wanted to know from them:” Will I see you two for breakfast tomorrow?”

“At your place?”, your sister asked.

“Yes.”

The Barcelona midfielder promised: “We’ll be there.”

“Can’t wait.”, you told them beaming.

Knowing how exhausting an important match day could be, Ingrid hugged you: “Good night, y/n.”

On the following day, the sunlight already graced your bed, you enjoyed the warmth on your skin and from your girlfriend who was laying next to you. She could already sense that you were awake too.

Besides being already more awake than you Valentina’s voice was still full of sleep:” Morning, beautiful.”

“Good morning.”, you mumbled, slowly opening your eyes, catching the sight of the sheepishly smiling Italian, like every morning since you two became a couple you softly kissed her lips.

After she replied to your kiss, the forward padded your thigh: “Time to get up.”

“Five more minutes in bed, please.”, you sighed dramatically.

Amused by your theatrics which was usually her job on and off the football pitch, Valentina gave in: ”Okay, fine.”

“Those mornings with you are my favourite part of the day.”, you confessed your head placed onto her chest.

You watched your girlfriends mouth turn into a slight smirk while she replied; “They are my least favourite part because soon I’ll have to share you again with the team.“

“Sorry. So you prefer the evenings?“, you chuckled.

Valentina tilted her head like she had to think about the answer; “I do. Although you look really cute after you woke up so you might convince me to like the mornings more.“

Lazily, you grinned up to her; “You look cuter with your curls all messed up.“

“Five minutes are over. Time to get going. I have to fix my hair.“, Valentina ended the conversation, carefully shoving you off her upper body and sitting up.

You were about to pout and convince her to stay in bed but your sisters voice echoing through your apartment startled you.

“Hi, we got the goods.“

Her voice was clearly coming from your kitchen and you could basically see them putting down a bag with delicious pastries on the table.

You exchanged a panicked look with Valentina; “Shit!“

Cursing under her breath, your girlfriend jumped out of your bed and sprinted to the adjacent bathroom; “You deal with them. I’ll be fixing my hair.“

“Okay, no problem.“, you replied while you slipped into your clothes and opened the bedroom door to greet Ingrid and Mapi; “Hi, lovelies!“

Your sister however seemed to look right through you. She raised her eyebrow; “Are we too early?“

You shook your head innocently; “No, you’re right on time. Do you want a cup of coffee?“

“Sure.“, Ingrid replied and sat down while you got to work.

You set four cups of coffee on the kitchen table; “Here you go.“

“Thank you.“, your sister smile while she wrapped her hands around the warm mug and breathed in the smell of the freshly brewed coffee.

You sat down next to her, taking a sip from your own mug; “You’re welcome.“

You barely even noticed Mapis disappearance from the kitchen until two simultaneous screams interrupted your peaceful morning. You and your sister immediately got up to see what had happened and found both of you girlfriends standing in the open bathroom door.

“Don’t scare me like that ever again!“, Mapi scolded but even she had to laugh about the situation.

Valentina grimaced; “Why would you even come into the bathroom?“

The Spanish defender shook her head; “Because I needed to use the toilet. Oh my poor heart.“ She theatrically put a hand to her chest.

“Have you ever heard of knocking?“, the Italian asked, rolling her eyes.

“I didn’t know you’d be here but I should have guessed you’re. You Italians are not subtle at all.“, Mapi grinned.

Valentina grimaced, more offended than confused; “Excuse me?!“

“We knew it straight away actually.“, Ingrid joined to discussion with a nonchalant shrug.

The Italian seemed surprised by your sisters observation skills:”How?”

“The way you talked about and danced with eachother.”, the defender answered promptly.

Slowly Valentina shook her head:” No one else in our team knows.”

“Oh, trust me they do, we asked Laura.”, Ingrid disagreed amused.

Thrown off by that your girlfriend asked: “Excuse me?”

“Laura told you that?”, you added equally confused.

Self-assured Ingrid nodded: “She did.”

“Oh wow.”, you mumbled.

To sum up the situation your sister concluded: “So they know. Everyone knows.”

“Why did you two kept it a secret anyway?”, Mapi lifted one eyebrow curiously while looking at both of you intensely waiting for a reply.

Turning red Valentina stated honestly:” We didn’t.”

“But you didn’t say anything either.”, Ingrid countered immediately, her face showing a little bit of disappointment that you didn’t share this important information about your life with her while she was willing to tell you everything straight away after it happened.

Trying to cheer her up you changed the topic to something more light-hearted in nature:” But now that all know, don’t you think it’s time for breakfast? Hopefully the coffee didn’t get too cold.”

“About time!”, Mapi grinned.

Smiling, you promised them:” No more waiting.”

And you meant it, it was no more waiting for the closest to show them who you fell in love with in Rome. When you joined the club in the summer it was Valentina who played the best tourist guide with you, showing you the beautiful sights of the capitol of Italy and the best restaurants in town. Life never tasted as good as in Rome.

Over a glass of wine, on a late summer’s evening, she asked you if you wanted to be her girlfriend, there was only one obvious answer to it.

Now, Valentina hugged you from behind, whispering hopeful into your ear:” That was quite an eventful start into the day I hope for a calmer evening.”

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oncomingnight · 11 months

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𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐥 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰!⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬. 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐛𝐨𝐱 ❥.

Valentina was one of the only Hispanic girls in every single one of her classrooms throughout K-12. This was due to the fact her family resided in a town with an extremely small population that was surrounded by a mountain setting. This never dismayed her in being a confident girl, her mother raised her with the mindset of "they're just jealous of you". Yet, this didn't turn her into an egotistical monster. She was a sweet girl despite what her looks may have made you assume.

Her mother and father were extremely loving and protective parents, basically the staple for a stable family. They'd have game nights, movie nights, group cooking sessions, etc. Her father was the type to take photos of her outfits before she headed off to school, her sporting a confident pose and a dimple guarded smile.

It wasn't surprising to anyone around her when she got accepted into a top-notch modeling agency. It was difficult to move away from such a loving and memory ridden home, away from her parents, but she and them both acknowledged it was time for her to branch out. Valentina was able to rent out an apartment in the metropolitan city of Chicago, such a big city intimidated her quite a bit but she eventually adapted and conquered her feelings of timidness.

She was extremely surprised by the experience of being flown out to Europe and being paid to walk for the most sought after brands, but, it wasn't something she couldn't get used to.

A deal's a deal.

The two of you met at an event you had partaken in planning, assisting in choosing the venue, the entertainment and assorting several food choices of different diets. As she was sipping on a negroni, she scanned the crowd and eventually settled on you.

God, were you gorgeous.

It was quite the scene. Her dark, shadowed eyes circling around your figure and face as sensual jazz music was being played by a live band. She took the skinny black straw from between her lips, smoothing out her silk black dress with one slightly tatted hand before walking on over to you. As soon as Valentina was close enough to get a good look at you, she almost leaned over to squeeze your cheeks, you looked far too adorable for her to handle.

"Hi", she said with a wide smile before quickly sticking her hand out to shake yours as she said, "I'm Valentina, what's your name?"

As soon as you replied with a fond smile and told her your name, she could help herself and decided to say:

"Oh, a beautiful name for a beautiful girl, huh?" Ending her flirty sentence with a sultry laugh at the sight of your flustered expression. Before the conversation progressed even further, she requested to know your personal social media and even your number. Who were you to deny such a lovely lady?

She knows what she wants.

Valentina was always the first person to comment under your posts and reposted some of them onto her story, only those of which including your face or an outfit you decided to show off that day. It always included a caption written by her saying, "pretty." She never failed in texting you good morning and asking if you'd like to go out for lunch with her.

All of the checks were paid for by her, no matter how many times you tried to grab at the bill and take your card from your purse. The two of you could've gone on a shopping spree together, gotten coffee and then lunch and she'd still want to pay.

"Please? My treat." As if she didn't pay for your whole day out.

She treats you as if you're her girlfriend before she even asks you out, but don't worry, she eventually asks you and it's in the cutest way imaginable. You're taken to a floral garden and the only hint she gave you of the location was a text saying, "dress cute, as you always do." A red gingham blanket was settled onto the hunter green grass along with a woven picnic basket filled with every single one of your favorite snacks. You noticed the unusual nervousness that she had been moving with the entire time the two of you were hanging out.

"Y/n, I want to ask you before anyone else does, and don't say anything until I'm finished, okay? There's nowhere else in the whole world that I'd rather be than right here with you. Nothing would make me happier than being able to take care of you and hold you every single second of each and every day. You better believe me when I say that from the very moment I saw you, I felt nothing but love. Do you love me, Y/n? I want you to love me."

The intense wording of her confession startled you a bit, but you couldn't be happier. You were finally given the chance to tell her you also, indeed, did love her.

After you accepted her admission of love, Valentina gently placed her hand on the back of your neck and placed her plump, plum-colored lips onto yours.

You always tag along with her when she's set to walk and model clothing on a runway. Your presence makes her so much more confident than she already feels when she's swaying and strutting her hips. She'll find you in the crowd of fashion journalists and influencers, sending you a sweet smile and blowing you a kiss every once and awhile.

Her job can be a bit tiring but it's the reason she lives the life she does. She acknowledges this but the constant demand on the upkeep of her appearance is extremely irritating and overwhelming, especially when it's coming from people whose only job is to sit and judge someone's appearance.

The scum of the earth, as she likes to say.

When you're unable to be with her backstage during a show, she comes home and just nestles her messy head of hair into your tummy, whining and ranting about the people who made her angry that day.

"Sometimes I just wish I could do something to make them stop talking, like, forever." Valentina knows exactly what she could do to make her job easier but they're her superiors so they're restricted from her wrath.

Me when I can't fight my boss 🙄!!

Valentina absolutely loves taking you on holiday vacations, usually taking place in either Europe or her parents home back in Pennsylvania.

To her, there's no better way to start a morning than waking up next to you and seeing you peacefully sipping on your cup of coffee with a blanket wrapped around your bare chest. She's also

Valentina loves assisting you in more ways than one. She's a tall girl so she's able to reach up high shelves to grab something for you or put decorations up. She also enjoys assisting you in the sexual sense.

Sure, she comes home extremely tired from a long day at work, but she's not too tired to bury her head into your pussy and drown out your whines of overstimulation. Calm down, babe, it helps her relax! She'll also reach to hold your hand, staring at you with adoring puppy dog eyes as you writhe and attempt at moving your hips away from her gluttonous mouth.

Valentina is also a master at cooking. You'll wake up to the immediate aroma of chicken, cheese and homemade pasta noodles hitting your nose. She'll immediately whip up an excellent array of desserts for the two of you to share over a cup of coffee or tea.

Despite her tough aura, she loves to do nothing more than burrowing her head into your shoulder, wrapping her slender arms around your waist, nipping and kissing at your neck. You're far too cute for her to keep her hands to herself.

She's a complete baby when the two of you are alone, but there are some paparazzi photographs that show her softer side. A photo of you feeding her creamy tomato pasta backstage at a Mugler show, her sitting on your lap with her lips around the silver fork, looking at you with eyes filled with complete, pure devotion.

To some of your surprise, she isn't embarrassed by these pictures being published at all! It simply shows everyone who views it that your hers and she's yours.

It'll always be that way.

Back on the topic of holidays between the two of you, she enjoys wandering around vast cities with you as she holds onto your hand. Grabbing an iced coffee with a pistachio croissant whilst staying in Italy? And she's with the love of her life? Yeah, that sounds like an amazing day.

She's always happiest when she's around her baby, she's done terrible things to outside forces to keep it that way, and she's not above doing it once more. They should've known better and you'd understand if you found out, undeniably. They were trying to take you away from her, explain to Valentina why she should've sat back and let that happen.

You can't!

She adores dressing you up in her choice of clothing, especially if your personal style contrasts with her own. She'll purchase clothing that's in her favored style and pleads for you to try them on! She waits outside of the bathroom in your shared home as you change, anticipating to see her angel baby practically modeling the clothing she purchased.

Valentina also really enjoys doing your makeup! Speaking to you about your plans for the rest of the day and what outfit would look the best with the eyeshadow she's placing onto your eyelid. You make every single makeup look she applies on you absolutely perfect!

In general, she's incredibly protective but especially when it comes to people attempting to win you over with wandering hands and failed flirting. She practically powerwalks to where you and the person are standing and immediately starts interrogating them. She'll pull you closer into the side of her body, asking the person, "What were the two of you talking about? I'm kinda in the mood to laugh, tell me. I want to laugh too."

When it comes to her love for you, she'll go to the greatest lengths. If she ever sees you in an insecure attitude, there's nothing that could devastate her more. The girl that is the epitome of the word perfect, thinks she's unattractive..? How does that even work?

She'll look at your phone, seeing the influencer you're comparing yourself to and she has to stop herself from releasing a boisterous laugh. She gently takes your phone out of your hands before saying, "Honey, hey, look at me, yeah? I've seen this girl millions of times in real life, that workout didn't help her look like that at all, it was the surgeries." She's great at comforting you as she knows what it's like to feel unsure of yourself at times, and she never wants you to live in doubt of your appearance or attitude.

Those girls that are flat out lying on your explore page are going to get an extremely unexpected phone call filled with threats made to their personal cell. (With a voice changer of course!)

But, if she's incredibly angry she won't even bother concealing her real voice. She has enough connections to prevent any repercussions made toward her, she also has enough connections to help get rid of a person.

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calummss · 2 years

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Neymar Jr Drabble

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summary: neymar’s daughter supporting him at brazil’s first international game of the year

pairing: fem! reader x neymar jr x neymar’s daughter

words: 800

a/n: i hate this tbh, i used google translate too since i don’t speak portuguese

Loud cheers and roars of Brazilian fans filled the stadium, the heavy air packed with people that did not want to leave as losers tonight. Music filled the rest of every corner as cameras got ready to stream the match to the millions of people back home who weren’t able to come tonight.

Sitting at the top rows of the stadium, yellow; green and blue painted the crowds, barely any colour strong enough to overcome the pride of Brazil.

Your daughter, Valentina who turned four a few months ago, would normally occupy the seat right next to you. Munching on some snacks you had brought, or scanning the large green fields to find her Papai whom she adored with the full capacity of her small heart. Instead she was somewhere down in the stadium as she was to walk out with Neymar in the next hour, starting the opening ceremony of Brazil’s first international game of the year.

Valentina was wandering around the halls. All hallways empty, showing no signs of her Papai. Staff would walk past the girl, a quick smile and wave automatically given to her. She was sitting in the hall that opened up to the field when Tite emerged from one of the doors, immediately catching a glimpse of the small curly haired child that had given up and sat against the concrete wall.

‘Olá, Valentina.’ He greeted her with a small smile, his head lowered as she curiously looked up to see a familiar person.

‘Olá.’ She replied shyly.

‘O que você está fazendo aqui?’ [What are you doing here?]

‘Eu não consigo encontrar o papai.’ [I can’t find my daddy.] She pouted, her little feet moving like windscreen wipers, brushing her hair out of her face that revealed her disappointed eyes. ‘Sinto falta dele.’ [I miss him.]

‘Você o perdeu?’ [You miss him?] Tite repeated softly, hands stuffed into his pockets as he felt for the little girl. ‘Espere aqui um segundo, ok?’ [‘Wait here for a second, okay?’]

Valentina nodded, her eyes following him until he rounded a corner and was no longer to be seen. She played with her hands, spinning the bracelet around her wrist as she patiently waited for Tite to return.

The sound of slippers penetrated the silence, Valentina’s head snapping towards the sound’s direction, a small wave of nervousness washing over her.

‘Papai!’ She shot up, running as fast as she could into her father’s arms who picked up his daugher and held her tight, his smile as big as ever as he silently thanked God for his gift that was his daughter.

‘Papai tem um jogo muito importante em um minuto. Você pode me animar enquanto eu jogo, Vali?’ [Papai has a really important game in a minute. Can you cheer me on while I play, Vali?] Neymar softly bounced her up and down, his eyes overcome with love.

‘Mhm,’ she smiled brightly, clinging her arms around his neck as his hand stroked her back gently, letting her rest in his embrace.

When it was time to walk out on the field, Vali did not let go of her father’s neck so instead was carried onto the field, expressions of awe swooning at the sight. All cameras on the father and his daughter that had captured the hearts of millions of fans. A quick kiss before the game and Vali and the other children took off from the field and joined their families in their seats, Vali finally sitting back next to you as she loudly cheered for her father.

When the game ended, Neymar’s arms were already spread wide, waiting to embrace his little girl again. You too joined them and gave him a kiss, ‘Congratulations, you deserve it more than anyone.’

Vali, unaware of the kiss you exchanged, found interest in the football that sat on the vast field. She ran towards the ball, kicking it as hard as she could nearing the goalpost. With her kicks the ball rolled towards the goal and when she kicked the ball for the last time before it rolled behind the line, the cheers of celebrating fans uproared the stadium, Valentina haven caught their eyes as she copied her father’s sport. Neymar and several other players turned around to find out why the fans had mysteriously started cheering, all falling to a state of adoration as little Vali copied her father’s celebration to which shortly after he had run towards her, tackling her to the ground as he showed his love for her to the whole world.

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