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maneaterss · 1 year

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HII I LOVE YOUR STORIES SM. okay can you write a fic where the reader is being insecure about their appearance and then richarlison comforts them 🤭🤭🤭

pairing: richarlison x insert.

summary: when the reader makes little comments about her appearance, richarlison decides he wont have any of it.

cw: richarlison being cute AGAIN, insecurities.

authors note: THANK YOU BAE THIS REQ IS SO CUTE.

DISCLAIMER:

i've been trying to get the mist descriptive reqs done first and then working on the others, ill probs be done by the end of the week w/ all of the ones im gonna do up until this point. If yours isn't done then it was either vague; "(fluff/angst/smut) with(character)?" be descriptive!! or it was something i wont right. i wont right any imagines for inserts that are given childish characteristics and i especially will not write for age gaps- because its not something i would be comfortable doing and its also not realistic- which is what i like to write. lastly i want to say that i will not write HARSH smut- there will be themes in the smut that i do chose to write but i cannot see myself writing for deeper topics (im not gonna give examples but ykwim). THATS ALLLLL, this is not targeted!! enjoy this req!

your dinner with your boyfriend was spectacular, you were out of town for an event he had to attend so being able go to a restaurant you weren't familiar with was refreshing.

you'd spent time on your hair and makeup- even going so far as to deliberately chose your outfit. your dress came out of a suitcase but you thought it looked nice.

you and richarlison ate and enjoyed eachothers company, he took a few photos of you and put his phone down, commenting something about how he was going to make it his background and that your smile was beautiful.

you finished your meal and payed for the bill- lingering in the restaurant until your uber came to get you both.

once on the way home you scrolled through your messages to respond to your friends and family seeing as you weren't really on your phone during the dinner. you looked up from your screen to see a big smile on richarlisons- he caught onto your staring, "my god, you're so fucking beautiful."

you were curious to see what he was gawking at and a photo from the dinner was on his screen, you saw what you looked like im that frame and suddenly your dress didn't fit right, your smiles was awkward for your face, your hair looked messy, and you should've work more makeup. your smile was wiped from you face after seeing that photo.

"ew." you muttered.

"delete it." you said. richarlison was obviously confused- seeing as he thought you were the epitome of attraction, he questioned you, "just delete it." you said again before going back to scrolling on your phone- turning slightly away from him.

you'd always been a little bit insecure but this changed your entire night- you felt uncomfortable just sitting in this car. you felt guilty for being with richarlison and looking like you did in that photo. you were honestly a little embarrassed too.

the uber finally made it back to your hotel and the walk back inside was silent as you still felt shame. richarlison on the other hand was extremely confused, he didn't know if you were mad at him or if he did something wrong so he stayed silent until you entered the doors of ur room. "why'd you make me delete the photo y/n?"

you set your purse down on the small couch before taking a seat on the same couch to take your shoes off, "it was a bad photo thats all."

richarlison walking over to you at you sat there, "what?"

"it was just a really ugly photo."

"ugly? y/n are you serious right now?"

he genuinely asked you that question, and you laughed will nodding your head- your laughter directly contradicting with the tears welling up in your eyes.

your boyfriend just stood there staring at you for 30 seconds, genuinely trying to understand where this insecurity would even stem from. to him your face was the most precious thing in the world, something that the gods took their time with, he knew every detail of your face- and your body was something he worshipped and knew how to care for, to him you were honestly enchanting- but he didn't know how to put that into words as his deep gaze was set on you and every detail of your being.

he knelt down before you, meeting your eyeline as he wiped and kissed away your tears. you felt like such a fucking baby.

"i dont know what you are seeing when you look at yourself but-" he began to kiss your neck, "you are the most captivating person i have ever layed eyes on." he moved down to your collarbone, "you make every part of my day better meu amor." he kissed across your shoulder blade, "you're practically glowing y/n" he places one last kiss at your shoulder, "the most enchanting woman in the world."

he was satisfied as your cheeks were now red, no more tears lingered in your eyes. he moved up from his spot on the floor and he grabbed your chin and pulled you in for a kiss- tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. "you're breathtaking."

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kiminachi · 1 year

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hiii cau u write something about richarlison being weak for neck kisses

Richarlison x Reader:

Prize of the Night

A/N: MY FIRST REQUEST!!

Though, thanks for requesting, I apologize if it is a bit short, but nonetheless I hope you enjoy reading!

Slight Smut || Continue with Caution ⚠️

Includes: Slight swearing, neck kissing, lust

It was the day of Brazils win against Serbia.

You and Richarlison were currently celebrating in your guys’ hotel room. Though, It wasn’t all so big as the actual celebration that occurred in the locker room, you and your lover decided to continue the celebration with just the two of you. And even if it was just the two of you, it was relaxed; You both enjoyed each others company to the max.

“I can’t get over that bicycle kick Richarlison!” You said, admiring over his skill. It was a game that was going absolutely no where, until your wonderful man scored the first goal.

“I’m flattered amor! I dedicate that one to you.” He replied with a smile. He pulled you closer to him on the couch, yearning for your affection. “In-fact, I dedicate everything to you, te amo tanto (I love you so much) (Y/N).”

Anything he said made your heart soar. He knew how to sugar you up, but you loved it. It reminded you about having a loving boyfriend who cares, and is here for the long run in this relationship. “You always know what to say querido.”

“Of course I do,” Richarlison leans close to your ear, “my beautiful girlfriend deserves the world.” That sweet, velvety voice that left his mouth made your heart flutter. However, you felt as if it was your turn to spice things up even more.

Taking a glance at his lips, you quickly lean in to kiss him, catching him off guard. He groaned in surprise, but soon the surprise turned into enjoyment, as the two of you were now making out. Every kiss deepens with love and passion.

Yet, with Richarlison completely mesmerized by your touch, you propped his back against the arm of the couch, putting your hand on his chest, then grabbing his chin with your other hand. You pull away from his lips to catch your breathe. You opened your eyes to see now that you were nearly on top of him. Taking advantage, you smirked saying “and you deserve my affection, let me pleasure you, bonito.”

-Richarlison’s P.O.V-

How could I say no? She knows my body, as much as I know hers. This was the real prize, the real accomplishment.

“You’ve already started, continue me dando prazer.” (Keep pleasuring me) replying to her. Closing in the gap once again, we kissed in desperation. Hearing her moan is music to my ears. Unexpectedly, she left my lips and started to kiss my jawline. I was in bliss, but I wanted more; I wanted her to move down to my neck. “(Y/N),” I huffed, “Kiss my neck bebê, please, preciso de você.” (I need you)

She let go from my jawline, “I was just getting there meu amor, trust the process,” then proceeded to go back. I closed my eyes, feeling her gradually go from my jawline, to my neck. She placed her soft, luscious lips on my sensitive neck and began to kiss it. I groaned in delight, I was moved from bliss to ecstasy under her touch. I throbbed with each nibble, and with her moan that vibrated my neck; I couldn’t contain myself. “Fuck, (Y/N)..”

I gently grabbed her hair and sunk into the lust that grew throughout the rest of the night.

A/N: Thanks for reading~!! 🫶🫶

#richarlison x reader #richarlison #footballers x reader #footballer #world cup #richarlison x you #richarlison imagine #soccer player #richarlison smut #richarlison de andrade

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applejuicefruit · 1 year

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Aftercare with Richarlison please??🥺

Hii thank you for requesting this I hope you like it ❤️❤️

richarlison x reader

This is smut you must be 18+ to read this

Aftercare

let start by saying that he is always horny

like always

when he first met you he couldn’t keep his eyes off you

off your body

it was like a magnet to him

he wanted to touch you

and make love to you

but he knew that he had to make a first move otherwise he would have lost you

so he asked you our pretty sure you would say yes

in fact you said yes

and you started dating

sex came just after few weeks

because you were both horny

that man knew how to break you

he knew all of your right spots

what could make you scream

what could make you come in just a few minutes

he was a very kinky person

you’ve never tried anything with your exes so when richarlison brought the topic up you were ready to try new things

and boy you were grateful for him to introduce you in this world

he was a full dom in bed

he never let you taking control

he loved spanking you and edging you

of course everything with consent

you could have sessions that lasted hours

but after a long and exhausting night it was time for aftercare

he loved taking care of you

after having sex with him you couldn’t even move

so he would bring you to the bathroom

and let you in the bathtub

he wouldn’t join you tho

he want to be able to take care of you

so he sits on the edge of the bathtub and massages your shoulder

he washes your hair

he would put cream and lotion if you had bruises

he would praise you, something that you loved

“you did so good baby”

“i’m so proud of you”

“my baby, you’re amazing”

“i love you so much”

he would put you in his clothes, mostly his pajamas since it’s comfier

he would definitely change the dirty bed sheets to some clean ones

he would put you in bed and while you waited for him he would cook you your favorite meal

because you need to restore your energy

you always very pretty tired after having sex with him

so he would let you eat

and then you would fall asleep in his arms

while he would kiss your forehead and massage your shoulder

#richarlison imagine #richarlison #richarlison smut #richarlison angst #richarlison fluff #richarlison x reader #richarlison one shot #richarlison x you #world cup #football fan #football imagine #football

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nymrs · 1 year

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could you write a smut about one night stand or fwb with richarlison?

#1. IMPATIENT | Richarlison

Summary: friends with benefits

Genre: smut

Pairings: Richarlison x female reader

"Thank you so much for coming with me Rich", you tried to hide your downcast expression with a gratifying smile. Richarlison gnawed on his bottom lip as he deeply looked into your eyes, it was like he could see right through you. "No problem, boo. It would be depressing being the only single here", he scrunched his face up, softly poking your nose tip with his index finger.

Your best friend just got married. The whole squad was taken or even engaged, so you felt a little embarrassed attending the wedding alone. Luckily, Richarlison, who you’ve ironically met on another friends wedding, offered to go with you to make it a bit less awkward for you.

Being on that wedding, the pair of you couldn’t help but remember the first time you’ve met. The way you’ve had eye contact all evening, until he finally asked you for a dance. A dance that was such a catastrophe due to the amount of alcohol you two drank that night. Still, you had a good time foolishly moving around, getting lost in each others eyes every now and then. Though you weren’t the person for a simple hookup, you couldn’t resist his charm and ended up in his bed this night. What you thought would be your first - and last - one night stand, turned out to be a friendship of three years now. Admittedly, you’ve repeated that 'one night stand' one too many times, making him the only man you had such an intimidate relationship with since the two of you met.

Some drinks later, you couldn’t wait to get home as Richarlison kept on sliding his large hands up and down your thighs under the table. His simple touch sent goosebumps all over your body. "Would it be appropriate for us to leave now?", he whispered into your ear, making you tilt your head at the tingling sensation of his breath on your neck. "Yes", you decided and quickly stood up from your seat. Grabbing his hand, you dragged him to the just married couple, congratulating them once more. "Tomorrow's going to be such an exhausting day, I really do need some rest", you explained yourself after telling them you and Richarlison are already leaving. Your best friends eyes wandered back and forth between the two of you, knowing exactly what was going on. "I know, it’s alright. Don’t go too hard on yourself, yeah?", she tried to hide her smirk. You hugged her goodbye and rushed out of the hall, jumping into the car and getting home the fastest you could.

Unlocking his entrance door, Richarlison couldn’t stop but chuckle at your needy behaviour, while you impatiently waited for him to finally get you inside. "Fucking get in there already", you mumbled in a low tone, still loud enough for him to hear. "Into the house or into you?", he raised one eyebrow looking down at you, a cheeky smile forming in his face. You returned his gaze, then slightly pushed him forward when you heard the door clicking open. Not even giving him the time to get off his shoes and jacket, you smashed your lips onto his. As you quietly moaned against each others lips, you pulled of his jacket and tossed it on the floor while his hands found their way down your body, kneading your butt and giving it some squeezes. Wrapping one leg around his waist in order to pull him closer, you were able to feel his huge bulge. "So hard… already", you muttered, making Richarlison distancing himself from your lips. "Are you trying to tell me that you’re not that wet?", he menacingly asked. His hand lightly stroke over your sweet spot through the fabrics, before he pulled your panties aside and thrusted two of his fingers inside without a warning, causing you to moan out loudly. "Fuck you’re dripping wet. No wonder you couldn’t even wait for us to get into the bedroom", he stammered out as you threw your head back in pleasure. He enjoyed the view of you melting into his hands, hearing you moan out his name as his long fingers curled inside of you. You let out a whimper of desperation when he took his fingers out, only to see him changing positions and now pushing you against the wall. He lifted up your dress, revealing your ass and throbbing pussy to him as you bent over just a little. You felt his length teasing your entrance, slowly sliding up and down, before he pushed his shaft inside. Your moans got louder as he went deeper with every thrust. "You’re so tight Y/N, God", he managed to say through gritted teeth the moment he started pulling on your hair. The hall was filled with echoes of your moans mixed with chants of his name and the noise of his balls clapping against you. "Faster, faster", you cried out as your legs trembled in pleasure. He wrapped his free hand around your throat, making you let out just muffled noises as you gasped for air. "Fuck, you love my dick don’t you? No one fucks you the way I do huh?" His voice kept on getting deeper, meaning his high was just about to build up. "Tell me, who fucks you the best?", he demanded, you shortly flinched when he slapped your butt cheek, leaving a red mark. "You Rich, only you", you responded in between the groans. You cried out his name a few times ago, and that was when you finally felt him twitch inside of you. He quickly pulled out of you and pushed you onto your knees as he kept on stroking on his cock. You licked on his tip, bobbing your head back and forth in a slow pace as you took him fully in. Richarlisons eyes rolled back, whimpering at the sensation he felt. You continued to gag on his dick when you suddenly felt shots of his warm juice going down your throat. He held the back of your head, forcing you to take in his entire length as his legs got weak and he couldn’t help but moan out your name. When he was finished, you licked his dick clean, earning some light pats on your cheek. "You’re such a good girl for me."

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nanaloveswo-men · 1 year

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hi nana, hahshwjs love ur name! i would love to read something about richarlison, maybe waking up with him not letting u go <33

like a baby - richarlison

pairing: richarlison x reader

summary: you had promised to youserlf that you wouldn’t stay in bed all morning anymore, but apparently, richarlison had other plans.

warnings: most fluffy, a little suggestive but nothing explicit.

author notes: hauaha thank u! this name is like *chef kiss* i'm gonna be honest, i constantly think about richarlison not wanting to let you go in the morning, like, c'mon he just wants to stay with u

girl we need more richarlison fics in this app

thank you for this amazing request!

word count: +900

“oh god, you’re like a baby”

You woke up to the sound of your’s cellphone’s alarm, the beat repeating again and again inside your head, slowly taking you out of the dreamland.

‘7 a.m’

A groan came out of your throat when you saw the time on the clock.

Ok, in the begging of the year, you had promised to yourself that you would wake up early, wanting to make your morning more productive, but now, when you were actually having to keep up with the promise, you were regreting all your decisions.

You sat on the bed, looking around the room trying to get used to the morning glow. You couldn’t help but let your eyes take a glance at your still sleep boyfriend. Richarlison was seeing to be having the best sleep of his life after yesterday’s game.

After struggling a lot, Totthenham was able to won against Chelsea, and the whole team were more than happy, one of the boys throwing a little party at his house to celebrate, and of course, Richarlison wouldn’t be out of it. So, it was no surprise for you when, at 3 a.m, he called you, kind of drunk, asking if you could get him.

The room was in a scary silence, the only sound being the little snoozes escaping from Richarlison’s lips, and being honest, for you, this was actually really cute. You stare at his pretty face for some minutes, not wanting to leave him.

Finally finding the courage to get up to start the day, you scretched your legs, sliding them out of bed. Your feet touched the cold floor, your eyebrowns frowning with the feeling.

When you were almost enterily out bed, you felt an arm passing around your waist, pulling your body back to the mattres.

“Where are you going?” Richarlison’s morning voice never failed to make you shudder.

Now he was looking at you, his eyes almost closed, but still staring at your soul. From his voice tone, you could tell that he was annoyed, probaly because you were trying to sneak out of bed, leaving him alone in the process.

“Need to get up” you whispered, moving closer to him. “You don’t need to get up, amor” the portuguese pet name made you smile. “Yes i do. I made a promise to myself” you tried to move his arm off your waist, but it was gripped.

“So make a promise to me, that you aren’t going to leave” he said with a puppy smile, and you just rolled your eyes. “Stop being dramatic, i’m not leaving you, i’m just getting out of bed” you explained scratching his hair.

“It’s the same thing” Richarlison wasn’t having any of your bullshits, if he wanted to be in bed with you all the morning, he would.

“Babe, you should recover from last night party” you said trying to make him give up. “And i need you here for this” he wouldn’t let you go.

Tired of this shit, your boyfriend decided to end this conversation by trapping you under his body, his head resting on the crock of your neck. Now, you couldn’t leave him.

“Oh god, you’re like baby” you said laughing at his actions.

You really tried to fight him, your hands pushing his body off you, but even if he was sleepy, he was still stronger and heavier than you.

You stopped when he pinched your side, giving you a silent warning.

“Good girl” he complimented you when he noticed that you had given up. “You are ruining my new year’s promise, babe” you faked a sad smile. “And you are ruining my day off, leaving me all alone here” you couldn’t see his face, but you knew that he was smirking.

You let a tired sigh, knowing that discussing with Richarlison was a lost battle.”You’re gonna be the end of me” you mumbled into his hair.

With a victorious smile, your boyfriend changed positions, wanting to see your pretty face. Now you two were side to side, his eyes staring down at you.

Richarlison couldn’t help but smile he when he saw your puckered lips, your face in a faked sulked expression. He pinched your nose and cheeks, making fun of you “Who is acting like a baby now, huh?” he teased.

“Shut up, this is all your fault” you slapped his hand, trying not to smile and ruin your little show. Richarlison pulled you close, hugging you. One of your legs was around his waist, your hands flat against his chest.

“Gonna make it worth for you, amor” he said carressing your tight. “I hope so” you whispered getting comfortable in the new position.

You two were in silence, just enjoying the physical touch and the lazy morning. When you less expect, you were falling back to sleep, your eyes getting heavier and heavier each time you blinked. You looked to up to see Richarlison’s face, and you noticed that he was in the same sleepy mood like you.

“You won this time, babe” you said against his chest. “Yeah, but i’m sure that you are enjoying this too” he was passing his fingers through your hair, putting you back to sleep.

“Maybe you’re right” you left a soft moan. “I know” he kissed your forehead “Don’t worry, promise i’ll make sure that the rest of your day is going to be very productive” you pinched his tummy, rolling your eyes to his malicious tone.

“Sleep. Now” you ordered.

You couldn’t resist anymore, in less than five minutes before you were back to the dreamland, your boyfriend’s presence was just too comfortable.

After this day, Richarlison, promised to himself that he would never let you leave the bed when he was there.

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maikissed · 1 year

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little dove

Richarlison x reader

part 2 for i've got my eye on you part 1 is here

It's pretty long but i love to get into them detailssss. I kinda hate it and I kinda love it, idk, hope you'll enjoy it 🫶🏼 Sorry for any typos. warnings: some smut (+18)

To say that you were nervous about meeting Richarlison after that memorable party would be an understatement. You almost told him to piss off just because you were terrified of the effect he had on you that night. It all hit you hard after you sobered up, when you remembered how easily he could make you hot and bothered. And you were reminiscing how you nearly gave in to the needs of your body, completety turning off the common sense, and dragged him to a private space to have your way with him. It might have been your drunk state, but you’ve never acted this way. This wasn’t a good sign. And you were going mental. To be honest, you didn’t expect that he’ll reach out to you.

Nevertheless you agreed to meet with him. But you did not call it a date.

It’s been a month since you've started seeing each other and you truthfully enjoyed the time you’ve been spending together. You and Sheira even attented one of his matches and you didn’t expect that a football game could be so exciting as you were cheering and analysing everything that was happening on the pitch. Richarlison even waved at you at the end of the match and you waved back feeling overjoyed.

“So, you’re like a wag now?” Sheira asked when you were leaving the stands.

“Stop talking” you send her a disapproving look.

“You’re mean, you know that?” she laughed at your reaction.

She will never stop teasing you about it.

Richarlison was driving you home after you went to the movies together and an unexpected rush of confidence made you ask him if he’d like to come in. As you were quite a private person you felt a little nervous about intiving him to your little sanctuary but you were eager to spend some more time with this boy.

“I think it was really sad in it’s simplicity. A shattering picture of existencial crisis and the futility of tommorow” you reffered to the movie you've watched while opening the door to your apartment.

“Yeah, it was really moving” he commented following you in.

“You didn’t like it” you smiled at him observing his reaction.

“No, it’s not like that, it’s just not my type of cinema. But it was nice to watch something different”

“Alright then” you nodded unconvinced but let the subject go “Would you like something to drink? I can make you my famous sweet tea” you asked entering the kitchen.

You felt yourself becoming nervous again, it was the first time of you two being alone since that party and it made you panic inside a bit.

“Sure” he answered taking a look around your little salon “You have a lot of paintings. Who made them?”

“I did”

“Oh, so you’re an artist?” he gave you an impressed look and you smiled while placing the cups on the kitches island.

“Kind of. I paint in my free time just to clear my head. They’re just for me though, it’s not like I’m a professional”

“It’s really good, you’re talented. I like this one” he pointed to a painting of a woman floating in deep ocean waters surrounded by the breaking through rays of the sun.

You made that one during a very specific time in your life and you were very devoted to it so your heart warmed up a little hearing words of appreciation from him.

“Thank you, I think this picture had been created the longest”

He sat down on the sofa placed right infront of the small kitchen so he was facing you.

“I almost failed my art class in school once” he murmured scratching his head.

“What? How?” you laughed in disbelief catching sight of his kinda embarrased appearance.

“My uncle was the teacher and I guess I felt too comfortable” he laughed with you.

“Wow” you shook your head still laughing under your breath “To fail an art class in school is quite a feat”

“Yeah, I was a horrible student”

You focused on making the tea and the room went silent for a few seconds. You suddenly felt his heavy gaze on you and looked up meeting his dark piercing gaze from across the room. You smiled shyly feeling your limbs go rigid.

“Quit looking at me like that, Richarlison”

“Like what?” he smirked smugly and his eyes lit up.

“Like you’re looking right now” you countered biting your lip.

“I’m just looking y/n” he shrugged toying with you and you rolled you eyes taking the tea cups and approached the place he sat at to place them on a coffee table.

You then sat on a fotel on the other side and noticed an amused expression forming on his face.

“What?”

“You’re just sitting so far” he murmured smirking at you and your heart skipped a beat.

You moved to sit on the other end of the sofa with one of your legs bent at the knee to face him comfortably.

“Am I making you nervous y/n?” you heard him say lowly and you almost choked on your tea.

Of course he was fucking making you nervous right now. You were trying to keep your distance to not loose your mind in his pressence. But it was immensely difficult, especially when he was looking at you with those big eyes. You wanted him so badly that it scared you. But you took the challenge and moved closer to him, your knee almost touching his thigh.

“You’re so full of yourself, Richarlison” you joked sneeringly and put the tea back at the table.

He laughed putting his arm on the back of the sofa not leaving his eyes off your form.

“Just admit it”

Your eyes widened in disbelief of his teasing. Oh, if he won’t stop right now you’re going to strike him.

“You are not making me nervous” you protested feeling your cheeks heating up.

You were trying to keep your cool to not feed his already huge ego further but your body language was showing off completely different signs. You felt tense and the beating of your heart quickened sharply, shallowing your breath. The least you could do was not breaking the eye contact. You had to quit acting all shy to break this little entertainment of his.

“Then come closer” he dared quietly and you stiffened.

You were already sitting right next to each other, your legs almost touching. You considered your next move and swallowed hard. Then you just simply rised up, placing your leg on the other side of his body and sat on his thighs suprising yourself by your sudden surge of confidence. The material of your short tennis skirt rised up slighty and there was no turning back now. A wave of heat flooded your body.

“Is that better?” you asked in a soft tone.

Richarlison placed his hands gently on your hips and slowly moved you closer, your pelvises touched and you involuntarily placed your palms on his chest, feeling startled. Butterflies erupted in your tummy and you exhaled sharply. And you were loosing your mind.

“Now it’s better” he murmured studying your face intensively “Is it making you uncomfortable?” he asked trying to make sure that you were okay with it or to just play with you some more.

“No” you denied trying to not go crazy over the feeling of the sharp material of his pants in contact with your bare inner thighs.

Just a few thin layers of clothes were separating you from him. Your lids started to feel heavy when you focused on a feeling of arousal slowly building inside of you. You could feel a wet patch forming in your panties and you swallowed back a whimper focusing your gaze on your hands still placed on his chest. When you looked up you noticed him still focused on your face, as if drinking in your little reactions, no doubt visible on your expression. And then, slowly, he looked down at the place where your bodies touched. Under your palms you could feel him intake a big breath and the excitation made you finally act up. You took your hands off his body to place them on top of his hands that were still gripping your hips lightly and rolled your hips back and then forward, rutting against him. The sensation felt like a shot of electricity piercing your body and so you moved again. His grip on you tightened and you noticed his adam’s apple bobbed slowly. Your moves where tantalizingly slow and you were loosing yourself in this intimate moment. When you connected your pelvises once more you could feel hardness forming in his pants and when it slid right between your labia a soft moan escaped your mouth uncontrollably. It made you quicken up your pace. Richarlison grunted throwing his head back, his brows furrowed as he swallowed hard. Every move you made elicited another soft high moan from you and your mind was racing, your hands slightly shaking as the pleasure kept taking control of your body.

“Stop or I’m gonna come in my pants” his voice came off raspy and his eyes darkened as he took in the look on your face, delighted by the sound of your little moans.

He grabbed your waist and lifted you up to break the contact. You whined in protest.

“Are you trying to make a mess, y/n?” he teased granting you a cheeky smile.

You desperatly wanted to kiss him now but he had other ideas.

“Lay down on the carpet” he instructed trying to get you off him.

You shot him a perplexed look but did as he said. He joined you shortly after, towering over you, looking deeply in your eyes and hummed satisfied with your eager state. You leaned into his touch when he grabbed your cheek delicately. Keeping the eye contact you brought your lips to his thumb and slowly, very slowly, sucked it inside your mouth.

“Fuck” he cursed focusing on your action and you purred closing your eyes.

Oh, you wanted him to devour you. It was magical to finally have him so close, but it was not close enough. Your wanton body started to writhe underneath him waiting for more, desiring more.

Then he took his finger off your mouth and closed the distance to finally kiss you. You moaned into his mouth the moment your lips touched, feeling your stomach tighten, and you thrown your hands over his neck trying to pull him as close as you could. His kiss felt so heavenly it made your heart squish. His fingers slowly traced a line down your throat and stopped at the first button of your shirt. After undoing the last button he pushed aways the layers of the garment away to expose your delicate lacy bra and you grasped his bicep when his gentle fingers started to trace patterns over your bare stomach. He placed a kiss near your belly button and you jumped slightly feeling overwhelmed by his caress.

“Relax, baby” he murmured and his hot breath fanned over your skin.

“Mhm” you grunted with your eyes closed.

Then he moved to unzip your skirt and after taking the garment off you heard him hum in amusement.

“So that’s the famous tattoo” he pointed stroking a little dove tattoo placed next to your hip bone with his thumb “It’s a dove”

You smiled widely at him and a giggle escaped your lips when the realisation of what it meant hit you. You went to get it made shortly after you turned 18 and it was the only tattoo that you had.

“Well, lucky you” you said cheekily before he bend down to place a soft kiss on it.

Shortly after he took off your thong exposing your dripping cunt to his hungered sight and he groaned noticing how aroused and ready for him you were. You exhaled hard in anticipation and looked down the moment you felt his breath on your inner thigh. He maintained the eye contact slowly going lower. The sight of him going down on you made you feel hazy and your legs tried to squish together on reflex but he was quicker, grasping your thighs; keeping you open widely for him. The moment his breath hit your core your head fell back down on the carpet and your hips bucked up desperate for him to finally do something. He put his palm on your stomach to keep you down and placed a butterfly kiss on your labia. You cried out quietly as a sudden wave of tingles spread over your limbs, reaching even your fingertips.

He’s going to drive you mad, that’s for sure.

Richarlison started to stroke your core with his tongue and your moans intensified, your back arched off the floor and you brought your hands to his head trying to keep him as close as you could to fulfill your needs. You were at his mercy, writhing and whimpering, his name falling off your lips like a prayer. He groaned aroused by the way your body was responding to the pleasure he was giving you and you cried out loudly as you felt the vibrations fondle your sweet spot. He then lapped at yout cunt roughly and your whole body jolted making you almost choke on your moan. Your muscles tightened and your sight went blank as you came all over his face abruptly, feeling your walls pulsating with waves of your orgasm. You were breathing fast and your legs were shaking and you blinked slowly to bring back your focus. Richarlison raised his head with that beautiful glint in his eyes and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, returning back up to you. You bit your lip mesmerized by the look of his swollen lips and cheeks covered in a light rosy pink color.

“How are you feeling?” he asked kissing your collarbones as you were still trying to calm your body.

“Amazing, thank you” you answered quietly grinning happily.

“You’re welcome” he chuckled warmly and you brought his head down by placing your hand on his neck to connect your lips in a sweet and long kiss.

You couldn’t get enough of each other, being so enraptured in one another and so astonishingly horny that you’ve spent the whole night fucking in your bed, then in the shower and then even on the kitchen counter as you went to make something to eat. Let’s just say that you haven’t any idea that you could have so many orgasms in one night.

why do i feel like it's shitty oh god and i’m still laughing at this dove idea

#football #richarlison x reader #richarlison #brazil nt #richarlison one shot #richarlison imagine #richarlison imagines #richarlison smut #richarlison x you #richarlison x y/n #richarlison fluff #world cup #neymar jr

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pedrifsx · 1 year

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baby

richarlison x reader

warnings - pure smut, not even a plot. just smut, too horny for their own good, first time writing on here, head while he’s on call, very kinky.

“oi, querida, can you come here please?” he shouted from across their shared house, eyes glued to the game that him, emerson and neymar were playing.

“yeah, babe, what’s up?” you went up to the living room where he was manspreading all across the couch.

you stood, leaning against the doorframe waiting for him to answer. he paused his game and muted himself from the boys.

“hold on bros, lemme talk to the misses real quick,” he apologised quickly before taking off his headphones and placing them down on the coffee table.

“what do you want?” you say, quick and slurred as you look the kitchen, making sure you turned off the stove.

“just wondering what you were cooking,” he said giving you a innocent smile.

you scoffed, a little pisses wondering why he couldn’t have just walked over to the kitchen that was five meters away.

“you couldn’t have just went to the kitchen?” you shrugged, crossing your arms.

“on a game, i’m on my grind,” you smiled at the man.

his bare chest was put in the open with a necklace dangling from his neck that reached his chest.

“aren’t you cold? it’s like 3 degrees.” your eyebrows knitted together as you asked.

“nah, not really,” he replied, his eyes going to the computer screen, “okay that’s all, baby, you can go back to cooking.”

a quick okay left your mouth as a stood up straight and went back to the kitchen.

a couple of minutes later, the dish that you have been preparing was ready.

“richy!” you shouted once.

then again.

then the last time.

you went over to his office to find that he was still gaming while being on call with the boys, vini now joining. you knew because you heard the familiar voice of your step-brother.

“richarlison! i’ve been calling for you for about 5 minutes now, what are you doing?” you whisper-shouted at him.

it startled him a bit then he put one of the earbuds out of his ear.

“i’ll be there in 10 minutes, baby,” you scoffed at the man as he had the audacity to tell you that he would be down in another ten minutes.

you stood there biting your lip softly thinking about what you could do to catch his attention.

you walked over to his chair and rubbed his shoulders before bringing yourself up on his desk. your thighs spread out as you sat down.

“hello?” his voice hinting a bit of irritation, “can you move?”

and with his mean words, you kneeled down infront of him.

he didn’t really notice what you were doing until you removed his basketball shorts off of him.

“oi, what are you doing?” he laughed nervously as his steady hands stayed on the controler.

the next thing he knew, his boxers were below his knees leaving him fully naked. he groaned lowly, enough for you to hear as you smirked.

you took your mouth and kissed his shaft, his dick was now semi-hard.

he groaned once again occasionally looking down on you.

you licked his tip while both hands were rubbing the base.

he rubbed his eyes as you went lower down his hard cock.

“fuck- keep on going,” he groaned loudly.

“ai, o que é que foi isso?” neymar shouted from the mic making andrea smirk once again. she loved the feeling of suspense.

all of a sudden, he grabbed your head and bobbed it up and down roughly, like he was impatient.

“fuck,” he growled, “im close.”

you sucked him off violently, waiting for him to come.

he then shot his seed up your throat as you swallowed.

you pulled away with a string of saliva keeping you connected. he looked down at your kneeling self with his lustful eyes.

“pessoal, eu estou indo,” he quickly disconnected from the call with the boys and immediately looked at you, “you’re gonna get it.”

you smiled as if you were innocent. you hoisted yourself up on the desk once again.

he then lifted you up and supported you by clutching onto your ass whilst he smashed into your lips. all of this felt like a fever dream as he guided himself to your shared bedroom that outlooked the view of a busy london night.

he dropped you into the bed, still kissing your jawline.

“shit,” a moan escaped your lips as he sucked your neck, leaving a reddish-purple mark.

he then grasped on the hem of your shirt and with one swift movement took off the oversized t-shirt to reveal your slim body that was only covered by his favourite lingerie.

he slipped off the lacy black bra that you were wearing and straight after, his left hand matched with your left nipple. his fingers fiddled with your nipple while his mouth played with the other.

a whimper emitted out of your mouth as his hands traveled along your delicate body. his fingers soon found the straps of your thong.

he removed it and threw it across the floor landing on God knows where.

he grabbed both of your calves, spreading your legs apart and revealing your pulsating pussy.

“we’re you that impatient?” he asked, implying that you wanted him badly.

you couldn’t manage out a word so instead you moaned.

“speak,” he commanded, wanting you to tell him with your words.

“yes,” you whimpered, “need you to fuck me good.”

#football smut #richarlison smut #richarlison #football #i need him inside me #cbf #brazil #richarlison x you #richarlison x reader #richarlison x y/n #smut

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wavypotatochips · 1 year

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𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝘿𝙖𝙮 | 𝘼 𝙍𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮

𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: You and Richarlison are in a relationship and decide to spend the day at the beach. [Fluff & SUGGESTIVE MINORS DNI.]

𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩: 1k

𝘼𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙚: Literally wrote this while at the beach LMFAOOO. I don't know why but I picture Richy being a very playful/Childish bf (Not in an annoying way though).

[Translator is used]

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ REQUESTS ARE OPEN ♥

“Richy, are you sure you can carry it all?” You worry as you see him walk with an umbrella in one hand, two chairs in the other, and a cooler hooked to a strap on his shoulder. You were just holding a bag and some towels.

“Yes, meu amor (my love). Now you just stay looking beautiful and find us a spot where we can set up.” You nod, not wanting to continue nagging him about wanting to hold something because you know he'll say no. As you both go across the sand, you decide to stop in an area that you thought was fine. Given that it was a Tuesday, the beach wasn't as crowded as normal so it wasn't hard to find a ‘perfect’ stop. After setting everything down, he starts to erect the umbrella. Once he's finished, you assist him in setting the chairs upright and placing the towels in the chairs. While you are looking around and listening to the waves hit the sand, you grin. The sound of the waves in particular makes you adore the ocean. Richarlison reaches into the bag and pulls out the sunscreen. "Amor (Love), come here." You approach him and remove your top and shorts to show off your bikini, which prompts him to whistle a cat call and makes you laugh. You can feel the coldness of the sunscreen on your back as he begins to rub it all over your backside, giving more attention to your butt. He receives a lighthearted shoulder smack from you as you turn around.

“What? I have to make sure no part of you gets sunburn.” He gives you an innocent expression, and when you playfully roll your eyes at him, he laughs. He hands you the sunscreen so you can apply it to your face and front side. He pulls off his shirt and admires you as you spread sunscreen all over yourself. It was true that he was completely fixated on you, and you loved every bit of it. As soon as you're done, you inject some sunscreen onto his hand and nudge him to turn around. After turning around, he starts to apply sunscreen to his face and chest. Then you apply the sunscreen, rubbing the muscles on his back. You bite your lip softly as you become captivated by his back muscles, caressing his back before slapping his buttocks, causing him to yelp.“Nice bubble butt” “You know what else is nice?” he questions. “What?” “This.” He quickly picks you up causing you to scream, “RICHY NO YOU BETTER NOT NOOO!”

In an attempt to free yourself, you push against his chest, but his power is no match for yours. He holds you close to him and laughs before diving into the water fully. You're both submerged for a few seconds before he lets go. "Richy, I'm going to sooo get you!" you exhale as you splash water in his direction. He wipes his face and chuckles again, mocking you, "Oh yeah? Catch me if you can.” He splashes you before turning around and starting to swim away. You giggle and wipe your eyes before moving in his direction. When he turns around, he lightly splashes in your direction, avoiding your eyes. “No No No get back get back! ” Richarlison chuckles as he lets you catch up to him. You leap on top of him and press his shoulders down. You keep laughing while he submerges, and when he stands up, you let go of his shoulders entirely. You bite your bottom lip as you watch the water fall from his chest. "Como o que você vê?" (Like what you see?) he asks as he looks down at you.

You nod, causing him to smirk and crouch down, his body sinking back into the water. He grabs your bridal style and walks farther into the water. You lean against his chest as he glides both of you back and forth like if he was dancing. He then keeps you securely in his arms as he counts down from three. “3……..” You're puzzled. “2………” As time passes, you understand he is counting down to dunk you in the water. “Richy!!!” You squeal, squeezing him close as you take a deep inhale and cover your nose. Instead of counting to one, he simply holds you tight and goes underwater. When both of you are back above the water, you detach from him just in case he would try to dunk you again while you try to catch your breath. You kick your feet to swim so you can stay up float and grasp onto his shoulder because you couldn't touch the ground. He grabs your waist and pulls you in front of him, allowing you to wrap your arms and legs around him. When you do, he smiles and puts his hands on your butt while rocking side to side. “Você ainda me ama, certo?” (You still love me, right?) He asks jokingly, already knowing the answer. He always asks this question after he messes with you. “Com todo o meu coração” (With all my heart) you say before kissing him. You are expecting the kiss to last only a few seconds, but he deepens it by placing his palm on the back of your head as if he's craving after your flavor. As he moves his hand down to grab your ass, you gasp against his lips. He presses himself against you allowing his member to rub against your core. You bite his bottom lip while you are making out and move your head back a little to tug his lip before letting go. Through his shorts, you could feel his erection enlarging quickly. You give him one last kiss before attempting to move from him.“We are in public.” You point at him, “We need to be on our best behavior.” You threaten, even though you were the one who intended to tease him at the time. “Tudo bem, é só esperar até chegarmos em casa.” (That's fine, just wait until we get home) You clenched your thighs together when you heard the sexual threat because you knew what was coming.

It was no surprise that you had difficulty walking the next day after the night you had when you arrived home later that evening.

#richarlison x reader #richarlison imagine #richarlison one shot #richarlison #footballer x reader #football imagine #football fanfic #soccer x reader #soccer imagine #richarlison x you #richarlison fluff #richarlison x y/n #Brasil imagines

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calistrae · 1 year

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pillow talk. richarlison

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pairing: richarlison x gn!reader

warnings: very slightly suggestive if you blink (just in case: minors dni!)

notes: i went to check my inbox and there were like five requests for richarlison and i kind of feel bad for not posting anything for him earlier lmao but here you are loves <3 hope it's worth the VERY long wait! and tysm for 300 followers, i really appreciate it!

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as late hours of the night ticked away, you found yourself in bed, snuggled up under multiple blankets as the air in london was getting colder with each passing day. your boyfriend had left for training over three hours ago and you couldn't wait for him to return.

every minute of your day up until now had been rough - being on your feet all day and finally you were in the comfort of your soft, cloud-like bed. the only thing that would make this moment better would be his arms around you, keeping you close and drawing you into him. he couldn't be away for much longer, right? it had already been so long but time only seemed to pass slower. maybe it was your despair causing you to feel this way.

you had barely seen each other before he was headed out to training, the most you got was a gentle peck on the lips that promised to be back as soon as possible. it felt like an eternity away from the current moment but as if angels had answered your prayers, you heard the slam of your front door. not an aggressive one, just a slam. you heard him shuffle his jacket and boots off and it didn't take long until he was upstairs.

neither of you wanted to do anything but be in one another's arms, you could see that from the way he plopped down onto the matress, not even bothering to remove any of his clothes. "hi" you simply muttered as he wrapped his firm frame around your body, his head resting in the crook of your neck. "meu amor, you can't even imagine how hectic today has been."

"i've been running around all day as well, my feet are killing me." you admitted and he nodded lightly, which caused his hair to rub up against your skin and you couldn't help but chuckle a little. at this, his smile grew and he took a quick glance at your face "for someone that had a rough day, you still look awfully beautiful." he hummed and adjusted himself so he leaned above you, his hands supporting himself but he couldn't hold himself up for much longer as his arms gave out in less than half a minute.

"rough session?" you questioned with a small smile and kissed his cheek to which he nodded and sighed "coach was trying to kill us, i swear." you wrapped your arms around the back of his neck, drawing him closer as if there was any space left between the two of you. just by touching him, you could feel the tension in his muscles and hadn't you been so tired, you would've given him a massage. instead, you opted for giving him gentle kisses on his cheeks and temples.

"i feel like my boss hates me. they're always giving me a hundred different tasks and i have to get them done by the end of the day even if they're not things that don't technically have to be rushed." you ranted and groaned quietly, looking over at him every few seconds to make sure he was still listening. and he was, his eyes on you as he slowly nodded along. sometimes this was all you needed, you didn't need him to say anything but you had reassurance that he was listening. your relationship had always been turbulent, so moments like this were so important.

just the two of you in each other's embrace, talking about your days while snuggling up underneath the cushions. nothing in the whole world could disturb how at peace and relaxed you felt.

"missed you so much too. really didn't help with the stress." you added as you were finally finished with rambling on about how difficult your day had been. "oh, amor. i missed you too. so much." he whispered and you felt him place his palm on your cheek, carefully pulling you in before he placed a kiss on your lips.

you weren't sure how long you had been laying there by now. you were now facing each other as your boyfriend's hand gingerly dragged across your features, a tired smile on his lips. "you are so beautiful." you couldn't help but blush, turning your face into the pillow beneath your head "you keep repeating that and it's making me blush!" you accused, which made him laugh.

"well, yes, meu amor. that's my job. but i can do way more than just make you blush." he pointed out with a mischievous smile and god, that grin looked so stupid. his comment made you roll your eyes and lightly, you swung your hand at his arm, giving it a gentle swat.

"if you keep doing that, i'll show you what i can do!" he 'threatened' as he pinned himself above you once again, caging you between his arms as he stared at you with a smirk dancing on his lips.

"mhm, and if you keep teasing, i'll show you my own skills and we all know you can't resist" you countered and matched his expression. in response, you heard a whine before all of his weight laid on top of you "don't tease. i'm way too tired for this." he groaned.

"you started it! and get off me, you're like a bag of rocks" you argued but went quiet when you heard a quiet snore.

oh boy.

#football imagine #football one shot #footballer #football #richarlison x you #richarlison x reader #richarlison #richarlison fanfic #richarlison fluff #richarlison imagine

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maneaterss · 1 year

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hey babe! I’d like to request something with richarlison, maybe a bit of domestic fluff and just overall sweetness? Keep up the good work! ur stuff is so good^^

pairing: richarlison x insert

summary: making cookies with richarlison

cw: none

authors note: OFCCC AND TYSM i've been meaning to do ur req for a while, i didn't directly incorporated them having a kid because family can be just two people but kids are mentioned!!! SUPER SHORT but CUTE ASF.

"why do they take so long to cook." richarlisons dragged on, groaning as he paced around the kitchen.

"it has one more minute on the timer- and anyways its literally been ten minutes of them cooking." you laughed, pulling your oven mitts on.

richarlison groaned again as he continued waddling around the island, "why did we even have to bake cookies for fun- why not a cake?" you found this funny because he was the one insisting he wanted to decorate cookies when you wanted to make actual food.

you pulled the cookies out of the oven and tore the mitts off- discarding them onto the counter top as you placed the cookie tray next to the various colors of icing.

the first designs you did were cute little hearts whilst richarlison drew himself kicking a soccer-ball.

"oh i have an idea- we have to guess what our cookies are." he proposed and you smirked and got right to work, so did he stealing your icing color from you on multiple occasions.

once finished you slid your first cookie to his side of the table, "guess."

"is it a spider?" he was trying his hardest to not offend your otherwise 'beautiful' artwork. richarlison picked up your cookie and examined every angle of it, "fireworks?"

you sighed, sliding your next cookie over- "it was a flower." you rolled your eyes. richarlison picked this cookie up and laughed, "you could've drawn anything and you drew a flower and pig?"

"you act like your ideas are any better, let me see!" he revealed his first cookie, a big yellow blob of icing and black lines. "this looks like a minion.. clearly i am carrying the artistic abilities in this relationship."

richarlison snatched the cookie back, "its a bee, genius," he stuck his tongue out at you, revealing his last cookie, a line of... people?

"two people holding a bag?" you pointed to the long circle in the middle of the two stick figures.

richarlisons leaned over the cookie, pointing at the bald stick figure, "me," and then the one with long hair, "you,"

and then he pointed to what now looked like another stick figure- that lacked arms and legs and looked like it had an eggshell for a body- "our baby!"

you smiled as you looked at the cookie, sure it was a stupid cookie design but it warmed your heart at the thought that you could have a family with him one day.

you kissed his nose, "i hope our baby will have a nose and mouth," you teased- an obvious dig at his poor artwork. he blushed as you mentioned our baby.

walking around the island you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss- he grabbed your hips and pulled you impossibly close to him and he leg his hands traveling downward, you pulling away.

"just cause we talked about babies doesn't mean we're making one right now, help me clean up." you teased again.

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libraryofloveletters · 3 months

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A Brazilian Christmas

Richarlison x Fem!Reader

Warnings: rich is home sick, chirstmas in london, some sweetness from reader and all around cuteness.

Word Count: 472

Author's Note: again the lack of pookie content is crazy ?? like y'all are not loving on my piegon man.

Rich stays in London for the holidays but he’s feeling bit home sick. You try your best to work with what you’ve got to cheer him up.

The holiday game schedule kept him in London over the break which was unfortunate as you two had plans to go home to Brazil for the break. You had to push your tickets closer to new years as the Spurs still had a game near Christmas.

Despite your boyfriend putting on a happy look, you knew he was slightly disappointed.

You, being the girlfriend you were, made it your mission to cheer him up.

Rich was downstairs, working out with the music blasting. You knew he'd be occupied for the next two hours so you started decorating the house. The two of you had put up a Christmas tree a few days ago but you hadn't put up anything else because you were hoping that you would make it home to Brazil for Christmas. Due to the change in the game schedule, you had to stay in London. Which means you now have a chance to decorate the house the way that you wanted to.

Just for a bit of nostalgia and to help his home sickness, you decided to decorate the same way his mom did this year. She had sent you pictures of what she put up and you tried your best to recreate it with what you had and bought.

It took you a while to get everything but you still had 45 minutes before he was done for sure so you took that as your chance to start cooking.

You were making his favourite meal, the smell of it was what got his attention from his basement. The man finds his way upstairs and opens the door.

"Babe?" He called, walking to the kitchen. The music was playing loudly, your back turned to him as you stirred what was in the pot. You feel his arms wrap around you from behind, his chin on your shoulder. "Hi," he whispers in your ear.

"Hi baby," you smiled, hand reaching behind on his cheek.

"What're you cooking?" He asks in Portuguese, you lift the lid to show him what's in the pot. He smiles, kissing your cheek. "Did you see the living room?" You asked.

He shakes his head, pulling away from you to go check. He assumed the dogs had pulled stuff off of the tree again, but that wasn;t it. Instead, he sees your decorations and how you've set the place up similar to his mom's. Rich smiles to himself, his heart full.

"What'd you do all this for?"

"I know you were missing home and we can't go back yet, so I figured we'd bring Brazil to us." You shrugged.

The man smiles, pulling you in for a kiss. "Thank you."

"Anytime, babe. Go shower, you stink." You laughed, letting go of him. He laughs, kissing you once more before heading up to take a shower.

#holiday extravaganza blurbs 23 #richarlison #richarlison x reader #richarlison x you #richarlison x y/n #football x reader #football x you #football x y/n #football imagine #football blurb

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applejuicefruit · 1 year

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can you write a headcanon where reader wakes up early in the morning because she just got her period and she goes change and when she comes back to bed richarlison feels like something is off and he turns their possitions that reader is the little spoon and he's asking her if it's her period, and presses her back to him so he can reduce pain and rubs her stomach with his warm hands?

love your blog btw<3

It’s currently that time of the month so why not?

richarlison x reader

Shark week

you woke up feeling something sticky between your legs

and your lower belly starting to hurt

but it was only six in the morning and you didn’t want to leave the comfort of your bed

eventually you had to

so you left the bed trying to not wake up richarlison

he was a soft sleeper so every noise could wake him

in fact he saw you leaving the bed but it was too tired to stop you

you reached the bathroom and decided to take a quick shower and change yourself in more comfortable and clean clothes

it took you only ten minutes to do so but you were already missing the warmth and the comfort of your bed

and richi’s arms around your body

once you were done you came back to bed

only to find richarlison’s eyes softly opened and waiting for you

“are you okay meu amor?” he asked you

you explained him that you started your period and he felt bad for you

knowing how much it hurts you everytime

“it’s okay babe” he whispered in your ear

“let me take care of you”

he would put his hand on your lower belly

and gently massaging it

trying to ease the pain

that action brought you a sense of comfort

and warmth

and if actually worked easing the pain a little bit

his body was pressed against yours

keeping you warm and safe

his lips would ghost over your neck giving you reassuring kisses from time to time

he did everything in his power to keep calm you down

and to take from you a little bit of pain

he hated seeing you suffering

so he wanted to be useful and helping you with your cramps

but now all you wanted to do was sleep for a couple of more hours

and richarlison helped you doing that

his hand still on your lower belly

still massaging in it and keeping in warm

sometimes he would stop the massage and just press the hand to your belly just to ease your discomfort a little more

and you couldn’t thank him enough for doing that

for being so careful

and caring

and loving

with you

always

shark week or not

he loved you and he would do anything to prove it to you

#richarlison #richarlison one shot #richarlison imagine #richarlison x you #richarlison fluff #richarlison angst #richarlison x reader #richarlison x y/n #richarlison imagines #richarlison headcannons #football fan #football imagine #football drabble #football blurb #football headcanon

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nymrs · 1 year

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hii🩷can you write a fluff imagine about dad!richarlison?

tysm and i love youu

-Pink anon🩷

#2. SAFE AND SOUND | Richarlison

Summary: Richarlison comforting (better said trying to comfort) your daughter after she had a nightmare.

Genre: fluff

You were woken up by soft whispers, recognising the voices of your husband and daughter, Lucia. Raindrops rolled down the window plane, thunder echoed through the room. Enough reason for Lucia to disturb her parents sleep. She was scared of thunderstorms, especially at night. Thunderstorms caused her to have bad dreams. You assumed it was just another nightmare, one of those she would usually have on such nights, and decided to finally let Richarlison take care of her once since it normally came down to be your job. Keeping your eyes closed and pretending to still be asleep, you listened to how your husband tried to comfort your daughter.

"So what was your dream about?", Richarlison murmured in order to not wake you up. Lucia hesitated a short moment, not wanting to remember what got her so upset, "There was this… weird, ugly man running after me. I tried to get away from him but he was too fast. Even faster than you on the field papai!" Richarlison expressed his 'shock' by a deep gasp, "Faster than daddy? Impossible!"

"Really papai! He was so fast", Lucia insisted. He shook his head in disbelief. "If you say so Lu. Did that ugly man do anything or was he only chasing you?" "He ran after me. I was so scared but he got closer and I couldn’t move. Then he… he said… mamãe and papai will die." Her sweet voice at the end broke as she was about to tear up again. God, pretending to be asleep has never been that hard for you. It was the first time she dreamt such a thing and all you wanted to do was hug her tight and tell her everything would be alright - unlike your husband. He sighed out before he responded. "Well, Lu… you should know. Everyone is gonna die someday. That’s the cycle of life." You shot your eyes open and widened them in negative surprise to his answer, quietly slapping his head which went unnoticed by your daughter. He gave you a confused look. "We too?", Lucia asked in a tone that showed you terrified she was. Silently, you mouthed a thousands of no's, earning more irritated gazes from your husband. "No Lucia, we won’t die", he quickly replied. "But why? You said everyone." Richarlison got overwhelmed by his daughters question, not knowing how to keep the conversation going as child-friendly as possible, and started to stutter. "Because… uhm, uh… Lucia, you know papai is a superhero. Superheroes don’t die." She let out a deep breath of relief. "And what about mommy and me?" You saw Richarlison getting nervous as he tried to think of another response. "Mommy is a superheroes wife and you’re my daughter", he said, softly patting her head and fiddling his fingers into her hair, "Don’t worry meu anjo. You'll have a loooong, long wonderful life. Mommy and daddy will always be there for you. Always." He pecked her forehead as his large hand softly went up and down her tiny back. With a calm grin on her face, her breath got steady and you could tell she was falling into sleep. "Cycle of life, huh?", you mocked your husband.

"I just don’t feel good lying to our daughter Y/N", Richarlison explained himself. "But she just turned four Richy, four! She doesn’t need to know about the cycle of life yet", you giggled out, "Next time she’s crawling into our bed because she had a bad dream, wake me up and let me take care of her, superhero."

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graneymar · 1 year

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hate fuck with richy

#1. RICHARLISON: "SHUT UP" - "MAKE ME"

SUMMARY: above

WARNINGS: smut

PAIRING: Richarlison x fem!reader

"What? What are you saying? I can’t hear you", I shouted back at my best friend, who was trying to tell me something. The music was too loud, I couldn’t hear anything but the loud, brazilian funk beats. "Ney and I are leaving for a minute, we'll be back soon", she screamed right into my ear. I rolled my eyes at her in annoyance, "Do you really have to do this now?" She shrugged and laughed, Neymar was already standing beside her and tried to drag her away from me by grabbing her waist. "Just go talk to… I don't know, Rafaella maybe? I'll hurry up", she said and was gone in a matter of seconds. I knew exactly what those two dirty little freaks were about to do and I was nothing but mad at her for leaving me alone at a party I barely knew anyone at.

My best friend and Neymar have been dating for a while now. It was his birthday and he decided to celebrate it in Brazil. I got invited as well and of course I was super happy and grateful about being there since it wasn’t my first time in Brazil with them, so I knew most of Neymars close friends, but looking around now, I didn’t see one similar face. The house was absolutely crowded and I simply stood there, looking around and sipping on my drink.

"Y/N, come here”, I heard someone exclaim behind me. I turned around to see Antony sitting on a couch, waving me over to him. "Thank God", I thought to myself and quickly walked up to him, a sigh of relief escaping my lips. Thanks to Neymar I already met all the Brazilian national players; Antony was one of them that I got greatly along with. I sat down next to him and greeted the rest of the team. I looked up to see Richarlison standing right in front of us. "Okay, I have another one", he dragged all the attention on himself and started telling a joke. While everyone was laughing, I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at him. I honestly didn’t like Richarlison that much, he seemed full of himself and was an attention seeker. His jokes weren’t even funny to be honest. But he felt the same way about me. We didn’t like each other and we never tried to hide it. He noticed I wasn’t as amused as the others were and his face froze. "Are you here to drag everyone’s mood down again?", he asked. I provocatively smiled at him and tilted my head to the side. "Nice to see you again too. How’s life going?"

"Better when you’re not in it", he said, raising his eyebrows at me. "What a kind and beautiful soul you are", I replied before the faked smiled disappeared from my face. He repeatedly shook his head from left to right before placing himself next to Paquetá again. I tried to distract myself by talking to Antony, but Richarlisons simple presence was enough to annoy the hell out of me. When I heard him keep making jokes and his laugh echoing through the room, I felt like I needed to slap someone’s face. I threw him one pissed look before I got up and walked out of the house. I was alone on the terrace, most of the guests went inside or have been in the backyard at the other side of the house. "Why do you always have to act like that?", I heard that maddening voice from right behind me. "Are you following me now?", I asked as I was turning around. "Surely not, but if I'm being honest, I'm wondering why you dislike me so much", Richarlison answered. "Hm, maybe because you are damn conceited and an attention whore?"

"Oh and you’re not seeking for attention every time you're acting like a little bitch, like in this very moment?" I gasped. He slowly made some moves towards me, my eyes going up and down his body. "Did you just call me a bitch?"

"There’s a difference between being a bitch and acting like one", he tried to explain, "Or are you on your period everytime we happen to see each other? Everyone’s enjoying my jokes, people love to be around me. It’s always only you thats behaving so disgustingly." Now that he was standing just a few centimetres away from me, I felt a weird unknown tingle building up in me. "I'm not laughing because you're not funny. They all are being polite while you are embarrassing yourself with senseless jokes." Richarlison shook his head at my response, taking two steps away from me again. "Oh shut up", he said. "Make me", I sassed. He looked me directly in the eyes for a short second, that felt like an eternity though, before he quickly walked up to me, cupped my head in his large hands and placed a long kiss onto my lips. Not even thinking about it that much, I returned the kiss, quickly realising who it was that I was kissing. "What the fuck do you think you’re doing?", I shouted as I pushed him away from me. A wide grin formed in his face. "Don’t act like you didn’t like it", he smirked before crashing his lips onto mine once more. Sadly, he was right. Feeling his lips on my skin felt too fucking good, even though the anger at myself was building up in my body as well. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, but our little make out session started getting wilder and more heated while our tongues found their own rhythm. His hands were on my butt, giving it a soft squeeze. "Let’s go inside", he whispered as he pulled away. I waited for him to go in first hoping no one would notice what was going on. Following him, we entered Neymars guest bedroom. As soon as I locked the door, Richarlison turned me around, pushing my back against the door, finally locking his lips with mine once again. I wrapped my legs around his waist and let out a few noises of pleasure the moment his lips found their way to my neck. He picked me up and carefully threw me onto the bed, quickly getting his shirt off before he got on top me. I bit my lip when he massaged my breasts and placed another few kisses on my neck. I threw my head back, my breath getting heavier as I felt his fingertips on my thighs underneath my tight black dress. I watched his hands roaming up and down my body, feeling myself getting wetter by feeling his hot breath on my thighs while he was placing sloppy kisses onto them. "Fuck", I groaned and slightly pushed him down from me before getting myself on top of him. His surprised face quickly turned into a wide smirk, he tilted his head up to give me another kiss, one of his hands squeezing my butt - the other one making my body twitch by slapping it every now and then. I kissed his neck, my hands going down, tugging on his joggers. He quickly got out of them, throwing them onto the floor together with his shorts. I gasped, the excitement and nervousness rising realising how big he actually is. Richarlison laid on his back again, the massive grin on his face not disappearing for a second. I instantly climbed on top, kissing his lips and grinding on to him. His hands ran up and down my back until he softly started pulling on my hair while we were groaning into each other mouths. I pulled away to pull my panties to the side, not even bothering to take them off, I just needed to feel him now. Richarlison watched me take action, his hands cupping my breasts that were still covered by my dress. I lift myself up, my brows furrowed as I grabbed him and teased the two of us by taking the tip in a little too slowly. Once I lowered myself onto him, I let out a loud whine, needing a moment to adjust him. His lust filled eyes observed me losing all control of my body as I gently moved my hips up and down, crying out every time I fully took him in. "Shut the fuck up or they’ll hear you", he said inbetween his moans. I completely ignored him, I couldn’t stay silent even if I wanted to. "Shut up I said", he hissed, grabbing my waist. "I- I can’t", I somehow managed to answer.

He lift my hip up and sat straight up so we were face to face, repeatedly thrusting his huge hard cock in and out my throbbing pussy. I gasped for air while my moans got even louder than they’ve been before. "Oh fuck I hate you so much", I shouted out before his hand covered my mouth attempting to diminish my whines. His facial expression started changing the moment I felt his thrusts got out of rhythm, letting me know he was close. I threw my head back, the tingling sensation also happening in my body as he placed some wet kisses on my neck. We couldn’t stop ourselves from meaning out loudly while riding out our climax. I climbed off his sweaty body, fixing my hair and outfit. Turning around, I saw Richarlison still laying in bed naked, out of breath and watching me. I looked at him questioning, earning a chuckle from him. "What are you laughing at? This never happened, okay?", I jokingly, yet seriously threatened him. He jumped out of the bed, picking up his clothes and quickly got into them. "Didn’t know having sex with someone you hate from the bottom of your heart would be that good", he snickered as I finally opened the bedroom door to get out of there. My eyes widened as I saw my best friend and Neymar getting out of the opposite room. "What the- Y/N, what the fuck? Richarlison?", she shouted out while Neymar bursted out into laughter. "I don’t know. I don’t know how it happened. Forget about it", I hissed back. Neymar raised his eyebrows, the enormous smile still on his face, "I knew this would happen sooner or later." I begged them to not talk about it for the rest of the night. Richarlison, though, couldn’t stop grinning from ear to ear and - what a surprise - immediately told a joke the moment we sat inbetween the Brazilian national team again. My best friend stared at me in shock, realising that I was actually laughing about Richarlisons joke. Something I have indeed never done before. "So, either you’ve been sexually frustrated whenever you’ve seen him before or you’re now developing a crush on him", she whispered to me, making me laugh out even louder.

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maikissed · 1 year

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i've got my eye on you

Richarlison x reader

In which y/n keeps embarassing herself infront of Richarlison most of the night, he’s being a player (because of course he is) and they end up flirting at the terrace stairs what makes them absolutely enchanted with each other.

warnings: usage of drugs and alcohol

posting this in a hurry because it's cl night so sorry for any mistakes.

part 2 is here

The weather was pleasantly warm. You and your best friend were chilling on the loungers in the garden after smoking a blunt. You could hear music blasting from the house, the party was going wild with so many people gathered in.

„Bro, i am cooked” you murmured leaning your head on the back of the chair.

„Yeah this stuff is gooood” she answered laughing lightly.

Your head has become light and you were smiling, breathing in the spring air. There where times when weed made you dizzy and sleepy, which is why you weren’t very willing to smoke usually. But you changed your mind tonight and didn’t regret it. You felt super relaxed.

„Should we go back inside? This is fucked up, we’re at the party and we’re literally meditating in the garden” you heard Sheira say.

You burst out laughing at her remark and she accompanied.

„I’ve been needing to pee for like 30 minutes” you said seriously which elicited another laugh from your friend.

„Girl, then go, oh my God. I’ll wait for you here then”

„Do you know where the toilet is?” you asked standing up.

You haven’t had time to get to fully look around Luke’s newly bought house yet.

„Um, one is downstairs down the corridor and there’s a second one upstairs, straight from the stairs on the right”

„Okay, but don’t move anywhere from here, bitch”

„Alright, alright!” she kept smiling and laughing, readjusting on the seat.

You went up inside, the great noise surrounded you the moment you crossed the door and you smiled at the familiar group of people when you passed them. It was way hotter inside, you could feel an invisible layer of warm air hugging your skin, your senses definitely sharper due to your state.

You noticed that there was a queue to the bathroom on the first-floor, so you decided to head upstairs, hoping no one will actually be there. The moment you passed the last step of the stairs, the door to the bathroom opened and a skinny blonde girl appeared infront of you with her eyes focused on the phone screen. She passed you without even looking your way and went down the stairs. You hummed happy with the fact that you can quickly use the bathroom so you just reached for the door handle and barged in. Unexpectedly you collided with something hard and huffed surprised.

„Shit, sorry, I thought it wasn’t occupied” you said looking at the tall guy infront of you bearing a slightly startled expression.

„It’s fine, I was just leaving” he answered with an accent and your mind actually comprehended that you’ve just runned into one of the football players.

Luke, the party organizer, has been mingling in various environments, so you were often meeting some less or more famous people. You did recognise some of them, especially the ballers. And this one you knew as well, but not personally. You didn’t remember being introduced to Richarlison but you’ve spotted him at a few parties at Luke’s. To be honest you have been avoiding football players. Some of them were arrogant or just man whores. This one was clearly the latter.

You didn’t move, just stared at his face for a few seconds and after truly realising what you’ve just run into, you smiled foolishly and started laughing. You couldn’t control it even if you wanted to, covering your mouth with your hand did not help. The situation was riddiculous, you were stoned as hell, which was probably pretty obvious.

„What’s so funny?” you heard him ask sternly.

Oh so he was arrogant as well.

„Sorry, I um… wanted to use the bathroom” you shrugged with a permanent smile plastered on your face, avoiding eye contact with the guy.

„Well, then let me pass and you’ll be free to do your thing.”

Right, you still haven’t moved and were blocking the exit. You facepalmed yourself mentaly and stepped aside. He passed your form in the door frame, facing and looking down at you. It hit you how close you two were for a split second and you cleared your dry throat.

„See you around” he added and when you lifted your head in his direction you noticed a shadow of a smile on his lips.

„Hope not” you said to yourself locking the door, still feeling hazy.

You took a look at yourself in the mirror and met the reflection of your heavy lids and reddened eyes. Yup, you were stoned like a goat.

When you came back downstairs Sheira was at the mini bar laughing at something Luke said.

„What took you so long?” she asked throwing her arm aroung you „Did you tap somebody in the bathroom?”

The comment made you laugh loudly.

„No I did not”

„Well you should, it would do you good” she shrugged.

„Fuck you” you answered geting a bottle of water to drink. You throat was dry as a desert.

You looked around and noticed the girl that was in the bathroom with Richarlison. She was stunning, to say the least, her long blonde hair was falling in gentle waves down her back. She was all slim legs, full lips and shining light blue eyes. The dress she was wearing wasn’t very modest but she still looked classy. In oppose to you in your high state. You snorted and looked the other way spotting mentioned footballer. Richarlison was sitting at the sofa surrounded by a few people. A glass with a dark liquor in his hand, his long legs spread widely, he was laughing at something being said. You took a moment to study him. His bleached hair matched his maroon eyes and darker complexion quite pleasantly, you thought. His face was all firm edges and defined bones, which truly made him really handsome. But it was his eyes that were the most appealing – deep dark frame giving off almost dangerous gaze. And you were staring. The realization made you uncomfortable so you looked away trying to focus on the conversation between Luke and Sheira but something pulled your eyes into his direction again. And in fact, he was already looking at you, deep dark frame of his eyes; dangerous, daring gaze. You gulped feeling your legs go weak. What the fuck?

“Shots?” you heard Luke shout to you and you nodded not giving a fuck that if you’ll start drinking while still being high, you might not end this evening in a good state.

After a few rounds you found yourself on the dancefloor laughing and moving vigorously to some trap song. The room was getting hotter minute by minute, you felt your skin becoming sticky and you were out of breath. You desperatly needed some fresh air so you headed to the terrace. The night was peaceful and the garden was softly lit. You took one step down the stairs of the terrace and felt youself losing your balance, but before you actually fell down you felt someone’s arms wrap around your middle.

“Shit” you muttered.

“Careful” you heard a familiar accent and when you turned your head you spotted none other than Richarlison wearing a sly smirk while, once again, looking down at you because of the hight difference.

His hot hands were still gripping the exposed skin of your waist and the sensation added to your already flushed state. He let go of you after making sure that you’re standing straight.

“Thank you” you said and decided to sit down so you won’t embarrass yourself further by faltering and landing on your face on the grass.

“May I know your name?” he sat next to you.

You considered telling him a wrong name, as you often did when you weren’t interested in the guy that was hitting on you, but you were way too drunk to play one of your little games.

“It’s y/n” you said stretching your legs and looking down at your heavy boots.

“Nice to meet you y/n. I’m Richarlison”

“I know” you smiled cheekily.

Why would you say that? You’ve already made yourself look like a fool like a thousand times tonight in his pressence. You giggled.

“I see that you’re having fun” he added, his expression soft.

“And you? Are you having fun?” you looked at him through your long lashes and smiled once again.

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“Mhm” you murmured leaning back on your hands. It was not a comfortable position but your limbs were too tired to made you care.

Your eyes landed on a tattoo decorating his neck and then followed down his inked arm.

“I like your tattoos” you said briefly.

“Thanks” he looked your way readjusting himself on the step “Do you have any?”

“Not in a place that I could show you without it being inappropriate”

Oh you did not just start flirting with the guy. You had this thing that you often caught yourself flirting during any conversations you’ve had. It’s not like it was on purpose, it was just a manner that you had. Maybe it was something that you’ve developed through the years of always feeling too intimidated with people. Made you feel more powerful.

He laughed at your comment looking down. You noticed that it made him a little bit flustered. Well, that’s interesting. You bit your lip not taking your eyes off of him.

“Now I’m uh…” he scrunched his eyebrows as if to find a word “…curious”

The comment made you smile widely and you rised up back to a fully sitting position.

“Don’t try to take me to the bathroom so you can find out” you said without thinking.

For a second you worried it sounded way too straightforward. But he did not seem to be offended at all.

“I won’t” he laughed “Unless you want me to”

A smug grin appeared on his face and you couldn’t contain a giggle.

“Oh, you’re very cunning. That’s how you get yourself all the pretty girls, I suppose?”

“Most of the time, some doesn’t seem to get fooled easily”

“Well, you need to put in a little more effort then” you tilted your head looking at his lips.

You liked the shape of them. You realised you let your mind wander and it took you aback. Too much weed and too much alcohol. Unfortunately before you took your eyes off of him, he seemed to notice your stare. You looked down biting your lip trying to contain a smile but it was pointless.

“I’ve been seeing you around a few times” it was him who broke the silence “I’ve just never grew the courage to come up and talk to you”

Him? The guy that you almost caught hooking up with this blondie model in the bathroom on the second floor? Too intimidated to talk to you? He was fucking with you right now for sure. Your eyes widened sneeringly.

“Oh, please” you answered “You’re shooting your shot right now, aren’t you?”

He laughed with you sincerely.

“Maybe, but it’s true though. You are very pretty” he murmured making you blush.

He’s clearly a playboy, you thought, trying to lure you. The way he looked at you caused shivers to run down your spine and it almost made you want to fall right into his trap. It was quite funny to be honest. You haven’t reacted this way to a boy’s attention ever.

“Thank you” you answered sweetly “But just because I’m quite drunk and high right now doesn’t mean I’ll fall for your pretty words, Richarlison”

His name falling of your lips made him look down at your mouth and your heart skipped a beat. Oh, he’s definitely going to cause some problems. You decided to stand up, feeling a tad tense.

“I feel better now” you took a deep breath “Are you coming in?”

“Sure” he nodded, his eyes shone with amusement.

As you entered the room walking side by side you immediately spotted the look on Sheira’s face and almost wanted to run up to her to cover her mouth before she said something embarrassing, as she was often used to. But she said nothing and let’s thank the God himself for that. Enough embbarassment for one night.

You did not part with Richarlison though, you spent the rest of the party with a group of friends, talking and joking around and you’ve taken a notice that he was in fact quite the entertainer. He was funny, charming and captivating and it visibly made everyone drown into him and engrossed in anything he was saying. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him, being enchanted by his appealing aura, the way he moved or spoke Portuguese to a few of his friends, even when you couldn’t understand a word. You kept stealing glances towards eachother, your skin was tingling almost regretful that you were surrounded by all these people and not alone. Something was telling you that Richarlison felt exactly the same, as you noticed that he was trying to come closer to where you stood every few passing minutes. It probably looked innocent from someone elses perspective but you two were like magnets to eachother, desperate to feel that dazzling closeness that if lasted too long, may bring your minds and bodies into maddening overdrive. Therefore when your arms brushed against eachother briefly, your body reacted on its own accord and you jumped slighlty, feeling your cheeks heating up. This energy between the both of you was dangerous. You were trying to focus on your breathing, so you wouldn’t suffocate, and to calm your relentlessly beating heart, so you won’t start to shake but you found it difficult to containt two things at a time. What a childish reactions you had, but you just couldn’t help it.

“Are you alright?” Richarlison lowered his head to whisper in your ear.

Sweet tickling goosebumps spread over your neck. That feeling almost made your knees buckle. If he asked you if you wanted to join him in that damn bathroom right this moment the same way, you’d probably agree.

“Mhm” you hummed and looked up at this face.

His eyes shone with that familiar amusement. It was so easy to get lost in them.

“Do you want to go outside? Take a breath?”

“No, I’m ok” you answered.

You were standing way too close to eachother to have a conversation as simple as this. You could’ve say yes to finally get him alone with you once again but it was too late because Sheira was already at your side, asking if it was alright if you two headed home now. You agreed telling her that you’ll join her in the yard in a second. It was very late, after all.

“It was nice to meet you Richarlison” you smiled flirtatiously at him.

“Can’t wait to see you again, y/n”

“I know” you bit your lip to hold back a giggle and turned around to find your friend.

You woke up at noon with just a slight headache and a message from a certain football player displayed on your phone screen.

i got carried away at the end, but the tensionnnnnn

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