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sunrizef1 · 23 days

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Baby baby

Pairing: dad!kylian mbappe x leclerc!mom!reader

Warnings: none

Authors note: just did instagram posts in this one

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ynmbappe

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ynmbappe parents night out

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user1 they’re so adorable

user2 where’s the baby?

user3 ik having a single date without their kid hit different

user4 no baby leclerc?

charles_leclerc yes and I’m such a great babysitter, you’re welcome

ynmbappe thank you cha

charles_leclerc 🤗

user5 have they revealed the kids name yet?

user6 no they’ve just been calling him baby mbappe

user7 kylian genuinely looks crazy in the last picture

ynmbappe and that’s after I had to put a bunch of filters on it so he looked even less crazy

arthur_leclerc gross, keep it off the tl

ynmbappe get out of my comments

ynmbappe or your baby-sitting privileges are revoked

arthur_leclerc I take it back 🙏

user8 the future of Real Madrid right there

kylianmbappe mon fille ❤️

ynmbappe mon mari ❤️

user9 they’re so in love it’s so cute

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ynmbappe

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ynmbappe j’adore paris 💙🤍❤️

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user10 i love them

user11 kylian with baby mbappe was so cute

user12 the outfit is giving

kylianmbappe je t’aime ❤️

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user13 I don’t even like psg but I’ll cheer for them just because of y/n

user14 never thought being a Ferrari fan would get me to cheer for psg but here we are

arthur_leclerc baby leclerc

ynmbappe baby mbappe

arthur_leclerc keep telling yourself that

ynmbappe that is my child

arthur_leclerc and?

user15 the baby nickname beef is genuinely so funny

charles_leclerc baby leclerc ❤️

ynmbappe oh my god not you too

user16 it’s so cute how kylian and the leclercs comment on all of her posts

user17 kylian hat-trick incoming

user18 when kylian walked out with baby mbappe ❤️❤️❤️

user19 baby mbappe 🥰

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ynmbappe

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ynmbappe a much needed vacation

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user20 oh she’s so fine

user22 the superior leclerc sibling

lorenzotl where yo clothes at

ynmbappe leave

lorenzotl 🙏

user23 Lorenzo 😭

kylianmbappe ❤️❤️❤️

ynmbappe ❤️❤️❤️

user24 kylian with baby mbappe is adorable

user25 where’s the Charles comment

charles_leclerc vacation from what? Being a wag?

ynmbappe a vacation from your annoying ass

arthur_leclerc ooooooh she got you

ynmbappe ur also very annoying

arthur_leclerc ☹️

user26 ooh the girls are fighting in the comments

user27 where’d they go?

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ynmbappe

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ynmbappe viva la France

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user28 prepared for a Charles breakdown

charles_leclerc NO

charles_leclerc I spend so much time telling everyone we are not French and I did not waste all my breath just for you to turn around and embrace the French nationality

charles_leclerc I will not have this

charles_leclerc viva la MONACO***

charles_leclerc 🇲🇨🇲🇨🇲🇨

user29 Charles oh my god 😭

user30 she didn’t even say anything about being French 😭😭😭

arthur_leclerc yasss we love the French

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user31 Arthur 😭

user32 the difference between Arthur and Charles I’m screaming

lorenzotl you went to a national match and did not invite me?

ynmbappe don’t you have a job

lorenzotl 🤷‍♂️

user33 Lorenzo choosing not to engage in the nationality conversation

user34 where’s kylian

kylianmbappe mes filles francaise ❤️

charles_leclerc WRONG

ynmbappe leave my husband alone you loser

kylianmbappe it’s okay ange, at least I win things

charles_leclerc I don’t like you

kylianmbappe 🤗

user35 the Charles kylian beef is my favorite thing

user36 I love kylian antagonizing Charles

user37 no one’s talking about how pretty she is

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ynmbappe

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ynmbappe uncle Cha is coming for dadas job

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user38 prepared for more kylian Charles beef

user39 I just want to see a Charles vs kylian football match please

user40 Charles with baby mbappe 🥰

charles_leclerc “dada” what are you doing

ynmbappe that baby can’t talk yet tf do you want me to say

arthur_leclerc you just referred to your husband as “dada”

ynmbappe I obviously didn’t call him that myself you idiot

ynmbappe I was saying it as if I was talking to a literal baby

ynmbappe I’m pretty good at it since I get a lot of practice while trying to talk to you

arthur_leclerc woah now

user41 Charles immediately starting a fight because of the French post

user42 y/n’s responses 😭

user43 😍😍😍

kylianmbappe I might have some competition 😅

ynmbappe he can barely walk straight, trust me, you’re cool

charles_leclerc what the hell

ynmbappe don’t curse on my post, there’s children here

charles_leclerc you curse at me in your comments all the time???!!! The only child here is a baby who can’t even read btw

ynmbappe don’t talk about Arthur like that

arthur_leclerc again, what the hell

user44 the beef is insane in this comment section

kylianmbappe I guess he is not that bad

charles_leclerc thanks man

kylianmbappe👍

charles_leclerc still like your kid more than you

kylianmbappe 🤷‍♂️

kylianmbappe love you mon amour ❤️

ynmbappe love you too ky ❤️

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Tags: @casperlikej @evie-119

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thinkingaboutjaedyn · 15 days

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red looks good on you [e.de almeida x reader]

prompt: you find it hot when elisa gets angry on the pitch

author notes: been missing writing for my babygirl elisa 🥳 she's injured right now, so this is me trying to get over the fact she isn't playing with psg right now. enjoy it!

word of the fic: "anger" chosen by the loml @moonystoes

there are mainly two types of players. some are more clean and try their best not to foul anyone. while others are more aggressive. finding joy in not only fouling, but tackling and even obviously yellow card offenses on the pitch. elisa was definitely the second. the french woman had no problem pushing, colliding hard into, or taking the legs right under from her opponent. it was a part of the fun of the game and a way for her to be over competitive.

you didn't mind seeing elisa act like this on the pitch. it's entertaining, that's why she has so many fans. you often tag along with the paris saint germain feminines team when you weren't in classes. living the wag life was fun and you have gotten close to almost all of the girls on the team expect for a certain blonde.

however, sometimes elisa went too far. she would get so angry, her play would get aggressive enough that it showed she obviously didn't care if a red card was put up by the ref directed at her. you knew in the back of your mind when you see elisa starting to push a player a little too much you should disapprove; knowing damn well that if some other player was doing that to elisa, you would not like it. at the same time, can you really be blamed for finding it attractive when her aggressiveness is ramped up.

it's not your fault you have double standards. blame the attractive woman you call your girlfriend.

it's around the 71st minute in the match against lyon. the game has been intense since the first minute with the two clubs being huge rivals in the french women league. players on either side were getting desperate to break the 2-2 deadlock that was going on. sakina has been working particularly hard, but she just keep losing the ball. you remind yourself to buy her some cookies after the match for her efforts.

all the psg players on the pitch are trying to absolute hardest to beat the other french soccer giant. your eyes are glued to elisa as she passes the ball to chawinga who almost gets the ball into the back of the net, but one of lyon's players come in at the last minute. kicking the ball and causing it to fly away from the net. you can tell that elisa is getting more frustrated as the minutes passed. lyon was letting up and she didn't plan to either. putting on the hardest defense she could manage. the expression on her face along with how tense she looked already told you everything you need to know; elisa was about to snap if something happened.

and something did. as elisa was running to stop a ball coming near the psg's goal, she collides with danielle. sending both her and the smaller woman to the ground. danielle is able to stand up quicker than elisa, already ready to shout.

"watch where you're going!" the dutch player shouts out after elisa stands and comes close. elisa looks down at danielle, just narrowing her eyes. the ref quickly comes over to defuse the situation, but the moment danielle pushes elisa, it all goes to hell.

elisa is quick to push her back, sending danielle to the ground. her lyon teammates rush over to defend their teammate. ellie helping danielle up and pulling away from the small crowd of players. it only takes two minutes for sakina to reach elisa from where she was on the pitch. holding onto her as the french player glares over at danielle.

the ref doesn't even lecture elisa before holding up a yellow card. pointing at danielle before pointing at elisa; neither of them were about to walk off scoot free. then the game is allowed to continue on.

it seemed like the situation was put behind everyone as the players put more attention towards trying to score in the last ten minutes of the game. however, you can tell from a far that elisa wasn't over it. this is confirmed when elisa takes selma's feet right from up under her after selma tried to foul eva. was elisa's action out of self defense of her teammate or just her trying to get out some annoyance? we'll never know.

when the ref comes over to hold up a yellow card then a red, elisa acts clueless. throwing her hands up as if she's confused on why the ref is going after her. the rest of the psg players run over to elisa's defense, but it's no use. she walks off of the pitch and into the tunnel so she could go straight to the locker room; ignoring the psg coach who was trying to offer her water.

you just sit back and sip on your drink, watching the rest of the match unfold.

lyon wins with a late goal in the 87th minute, making the score 3-2. the fans in the crowd were not happy and you couldn't agree anymore, but nonetheless lyon came out on top.

you wait for the fans in the stadium to clear out before making your way into the tunnel. not even having to go into the psg locker room as elisa is standing right next to the door. she's leaning against the wall, her usual taper fade is slightly wet. after being sent off, elisa must have showered to cool off her anger.

"i know what you're going to say," she says, leaning off of the wall to pull you close. nuzzling her face into your neck.

"what?"

"that i should control my anger and that i costed my team the game?" she mumbles into your neck. you chuckle before kissing the side of her head.

"i'm your girlfriend not a soccer critic, babes," you say. your words make elisa giggle. she pulls away slightly to look at you. a smug smile on her lips.

"so..?" she says. you roll your eyes at how quickly her emotions can flip; finding that smile on her lips annoying but very attractive.

"so?" you say back to her

"so.. what do you think about it?"

"i thought it was pretty hot," you pull her closer by the collar of her shirt. giggling once you two's noses bump against each other. "yeah?" she says. you don't reply, just pulling her into a kiss.

the kiss only lasts for so long when sakina pops her head out of the locker room. scrunching her nose once she sees what you two are doing.

"have some public decency," she says before rolling her eyes, "elisa come get your cleats off my bag."

elisa pouts at having to stop kissing you, but still what sakina says goes so she pulls away. dragging you along with her into the locker room after sakina.

#elisa de almeida x reader #elisa de almeida #woso x reader #woso fanfics

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wavypotatochips · 1 year

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Hey I love your imagines sm and I was wondering could you do a jealous mbappe x reader so like kylian brings the reader (his girlfriend) to go meet the psg team and neymar is flirting with her and kylian gets really mad? Thank you

𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 | 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙈𝙗𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Kylian Mbappe x Female Reader

Word Count : 2k

𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦: NOT YOU MAKING ME WRITE ABOUT MY POOKIE BEING THE BAD GUY OF THE STORY <//3 haha jkjk ( NeyNey is my babygorl tho) Im glad you like my imagines, thank you so much for the compliment !!! And as always, thank you so much for requesting & I Hope you like how I represent your idea ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚!!

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

You've been dating Kylian for a few months now, and you couldn't be happier. Spending time with him always brings you joy, and he never fails to be sweet and attentive to your needs. Tonight, you have a special event planned - you're going to meet the PSG team for the first time, and understandably, you're feeling a little nervous. It's important to you to make a good impression on Kylian's friends, who are like a second family to him.

The event is a party hosted by one of his teammates, and you've dressed to impress. You're wearing a black two-piece set, which fits you perfectly and accentuates your curves in all the right places. Your black crop top showcases your breasts, while your 90s low-rise Ruched Flare Legging Pants flatter your figure and allow your belly piercing to peek through. To complete the look, you've chosen a pair of stylish wedge heels. You've let your hair fall naturally, and you've applied smokey eye makeup to match your outfit, now feeling way more confident and ready to make a great impression on Kylian's friends. As you approach the front door and put on your earrings, you call out to Kylian, "Babe, I'm ready!" When you arrive, you see that he's already waiting for you, with a wide smile on his face. "You look absolutely gorgeous, my love," he says, wrapping his arms around you and giving your butt a playful squeeze. He suggests that it might be okay to be a little late, with a wink and a hint of something more suggestive. You laugh and playfully slap his chest, "Kylian, no! Let's go!" He pouts, but eventually relents with a playful "Okayyyy." You smile and give him a kiss on the lips, to which he eagerly responds. He opens the door for you, and the two of you step out together.

As you mingle at the party, you find yourself having a surprisingly good time. You've met and chatted with most of Kylian's teammates, except for Neymar Jr. Although you're familiar with him from the headlines, you haven't had a chance to formally introduce yourself yet. Besides that, you've clicked instantly with a few of the other WAGS and have been dancing and enjoying the fantastic vibes all around. It's turning out to be a fantastic night. You are conversing with one of the WAGS and enjoying your drink when you feel a hand on your waist unexpectedly. When you look around, Kylian is standing behind you.

"Hey, babe," he says, leaning in to give you a kiss.

"Hey," you reply, smiling up at him.

As you turn back to your newly founded friend, you notice someone else looking at you. It's one of Kylian's teammates, Neymar, and he's giving you a flirty smile. You make an effort not to analyze his glance too much because you suspect he may be gazing somewhere else. You try to ignore him and focus on your conversation, but you can feel Neymar's eyes on you. Neymar did not see the kiss you and Kylian shared, so in his eyes you are a free woman. You glance over at Kylian, who is now standing beside you, and you can see that he's noticed Neymar's attention.

"Hey, Neymar," Kylian says, his voice cold. "What's up?"

"Nothing, man," Neymar replies, still grinning at you. "Just admiring this gorgeous lady here," he winks at you, “What's your name?”

Kylian's grip on your waist tightens, and you can feel his body tensing up. "She's not just any girl, Neymar," he says, his tone low and menacing. "Ela é minha namorada. Então observe-se (She's my girlfriend. So watch yourself)."

Neymar raises his hands in surrender. "Hey, man, I didn't know.. just relax."

Kylian glares at him for a few more seconds before finally letting go of your waist. You can feel his anger radiating off of him, and you're not sure how to calm him down.

"Let's go outside for a bit," he says, taking your hand and leading you towards the door.

Once you're outside, Kylian turns to you, his expression softening a bit. "I'm sorry about that, babe," he says, his voice apologetic. "I shouldn't have gotten so angry."

"It's okay," you reply, trying to reassure him. "I know you just care about me."

"I do," he says, pulling you into a hug. "I just don't like other guys looking at you like that. You're mine, and I want everyone to know it." Kylian regards you as his first love, despite the fact that he has had a few women prior to you. He loves you more than words can express, which explains why he occasionally exhibits some possessive behavior.

You smile up at him, feeling a warm feeling spread through your chest. You know that Kylian can be a bit possessive, but you also know that he cares about you deeply.

As the night goes on, you and Kylian continue to have a good time, dancing and laughing with your friends. But every now and then, you catch him glancing over at Neymar, his jaw clenched tight.

Eventually, Kylian excuses himself to go to the bathroom, and you're left standing by the bar with some of the other WAGS. You are admiring the bar and remarking on how nice it is to have a home bar. That's when Neymar comes over to you.

"Hey, sorry about before," he says, his tone contrite. "I didn't mean to upset Kylian like that."

"It's fine," you reply, trying to be polite. "He just gets a bit jealous sometimes," you let out a small laugh.

Neymar nods. "Yeah, I can tell. But, you know, he doesn't own you or anything. You're free to do what you want."

You frown at him, feeling a bit uncomfortable. "I know that," you say

Neymar leans in a bit closer to you, and you can smell the alcohol on his breath. "I'm just saying," he says, his voice low and suggestive. "If you ever want to have some fun on the side, I'm here for you."

You take a step back, feeling a surge of anger and disgust. "Excuse me?" you say, your voice sharp.

"I mean it," Neymar says, his grin widening. "I can show you a good time. Better than Kylian ever could."

You feel your face flush with anger, and you're about to say something when you hear a voice behind you.

"Get your hands off of her," Kylian growls.

You turn to see Kylian standing there, his fists clenched at his sides. His eyes are dark with anger, and you can see the muscles in his jaw working.

Neymar backs away from you, holding up his hands in surrender. "Hey, man, I was just joking around."

Kylian takes a step forward, bringing his face just inches away from Neymar's. "Do you think it's funny to hit on my girlfriend?" he says in a low, dangerous voice. Neymar responds defiantly, "Oh yeah? And what if I do? Que porra você vai fazer sobre isso? (The fuck are you gonna do about it?)" You feel a wave of fear and tension wash over you, knowing that things could turn ugly fast - and to make matters worse, they're teammates. Both of them have been drinking, which has only heightened their anger levels, but you're hoping that things won't escalate any further.

Quickly, you nudge some of the other WAGS for help, and they promptly move to help you push in between the boys. Both Kylian and Neymar back away from each other without trying to push any of you aside, which is a relief. As Kylian steps back, his hands still clenched into fists, he calls out, "Apenas dê o fora daqui (Just get the fuck out of here)," his voice cold and unforgiving. The loud music drowns out anything Neymar might have been saying as he walks away, and you hope that he didn't hear what Kylian said or else he might have come back looking for a fight. Nevertheless, you're relieved that the situation has been diffused without any physical altercations.

"Are you okay?" Kylian says, turning to you and taking your hand.

You nod, feeling a bit shaken. "Yeah," you say, your voice a bit unsteady. "Thanks for coming to my rescue." In theory, he did save you when Neymar started to bother you, so you're not sure whether to lecture him or not. You simply decide that thanking him is best.

Kylian pulls you into a hug, holding you tightly against his chest. "I'll always protect you," he says, his voice low and reassuring. "No matter what."

You feel a wave of gratitude and love for Kylian, knowing that he truly cares about you. But at the same time, you can't help but wonder if his possessiveness feels a bit suffocating. When you are around, you don't want others to be on edge.

As the night wears on, Kylian stays close to you, his eyes constantly scanning the room. You try to let loose and have fun with the other WAGS, but it's difficult to fully enjoy yourself knowing that Kylian needs constant reassurance. You can't help but feel like you're missing out on the fun as you focus on keeping Kylian calm and avoiding any further conflicts.

Finally, as the party begins to wind down, Kylian pulls you aside.

"I'm sorry about earlier," he says, his voice soft. "I know I can get a bit jealous sometimes."

"It's okay" you say, giving him a small smile. "I appreciate that you care about me, but I don't think threatening people is the best way to handle situations like that. While I'm grateful you came to my aid, it's important to remember that you're a public figure and your actions have consequences. I don't want to see you get into trouble because of me."

Kylian sighs, nodding in agreement. "You're right. Sometimes I forget that my actions have a bigger impact than just the immediate moment. I'm sorry for putting you in a difficult position, my love." He sounds regretful because he knew that before the mayhem erupted, you were having fun.

You reach out and gently caress his cheek to reassure him, "Thanks for understanding where I'm coming from….But of course, thank you for sticking up for me… and I still did have a lot of fun tonight."

Kylian grins, "Of course, anything for you. And just so you know, I'll always stand up for you. You're not just some girl to me, you're my girlfriend and I want to protect you."

You chuckle, "I know that. And I appreciate it. But let's try to avoid unnecessary confrontations in the future, okay?"

"Okay," Kylian agrees. "I promise to be more mindful of my actions if people try to talk to my soon-to-be-wife.”

You roll your eyes but can't help but smile at his infectious enthusiasm, “What am I going to do with you Kylian?”

“I don't know, maybe kiss me?,” he says in a playful tone causing you to let out a small laugh.

You lean in to give him a quick kiss. "I love you, Kylian."

"I love you more," he replies, gazing at you with adoration. "And I'll always strive to be the best partner I can be."

You could see Kylian's mood lighten up as he realized that everything was going to be okay.

You two walked back into the party and only stayed for an extra hour-or so before leaving. As you two are walking up to your house, Kylian leans in, his lips brushing against your ear, "Thank you for being patient with me. I promise I'll make it up to you."

You smile, feeling grateful for the amazing man by your side. "You don't have to make it up to me, Ky. I just want you to be happy."

He squeezes your hand, his eyes shining with affection. "I am happy, because I have you."

Kylian stops and faces you as you both approach the front entrance of the house.

He leans in and kisses you, his lips warm and tender against yours. "You are my world, Y/N I love you so so much,” he murmurs before sighing, “What am I going to do with you?"

You smile cheekily, “ I don't know, maybe kiss me?,” you say, mimicking him from earlier.

He smiles, nods, "Glady," and presses his lips once more against yours.

Love and affection filled the air as you both kissed each other, and you both realized that no matter what the future contained, the only thing that mattered was that you had each other.

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findingnemosworld · 7 months

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𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 - 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐫.𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤. 𝐁𝐮𝐭, 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐑𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬. 𝐈𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐝𝐞. 𝐈 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐏. 𝐒. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 )

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐨𝐟𝐜 𝐢𝐭'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐧*𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐠!!

Uprooting to Paris wasn't anything new to her, she had lived there previous hence why when Sergio was offered a contract from Paris Saint Germain, she had effortlessly moved her work station there to be closer to him as well as support his career after a long path he had carved in Real Madrid - it was quite the different stage, especially due to the controversy surrounding Paris Saint Germain yet Sergio held his head up high, having been able to blend in quite nicely with his teammates, and she loved how friendly everyone was to her, except for one person, Neymar.

She wasn't a stranger to Neymar, while the Brazilian was hailed for his skills during his time in Barcelona, he wasn't exactly hailed for the kind person he was off the pitch - a well known philanderer despite his current relationship, he couldn't seem to keep his hands to himself, and it applied to the way he conversed with the WAG's should they ever cross his path.

And for her, that was tonight, PSG had won against Marseille with an impressive scoreline of 5-2.

She was lead to the backstage area and waited for Sergio, when suddenly she feels a tap on her shoulder causing her to turn around and smile expecting to see Sergio only for her smile to fall upon seeing Neymar, she was quick to force a smile and utter with an exaggerated faux cheerful tone. " Neymar "

The Brazilian seemed unaffected, he gives his most charming smile then says, " I have to say Anjo, everytime I see you I'm convinced it's a sign from God "

She could feel the urge to throw up creep up on her, her forced smile remains despite her eyes displaying a maddening level of disgust. " It is? I had no idea, seeing as I was waiting for my fiancé "

" Oh Anjo, If I were you .. I would open my eyes and see that there's more to life than what you confine yourself in, the options are endless " He said with the same smile.

She leisurely inhales and exhales a deep breath before retorting with the same smile across her lips, " Is that what you say while you go out, screw everything that has a pulse while a sweet woman is waiting for you at home? "

" What she doesn't know won't hurt her? " He shrugs nonchalantly.

" I hate to be the bearer of bad news but, everyone knows even her. So maybe, you can run back and repent though I highly doubt that there is an honorable intact bone inside of your body " She shakes her head, a dry chuckle escapes her lips.

Before Neymar could even respond, a deep voice interrupts them.

" What is going on here? "

Sergio approaches her, his eyes shooting daggers towards the Brazilian, " Is there something going on here? " he repeats, with an oddly calming tone.

" It's fine " She turns to look at Sergio, " Neymar here was telling me about Bruna's latest venture, a modeling gig "

Sergio wasn't convinced at all yet he knew his fiancée well enough to know that she favored peacefully walking away instead of arguments, Neymar chuckles. " Yeah, she's right " he nods then says, " You've got a good one irmão, see you around "

Sergio nods, then turns to her. " Are you sure nothing happened? "

She nods, " Relax amor, I'm fine. Let's go home! "

The Andalusian wasn't convinced as the sight he'd seen sent his mind into overdrive, he knew Neymar was definitely the type to flirt with anyone regardless of their martial status; the drive back to their home was silent, she was lost in her own world, focusing on typing something on her phone while the only sound came from the radio playing music.

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He had stepped out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his torso while she was in front of her vanity mirror, dressed in a skimpy black nightgown that stopped just at her mid-thighs. She looks at him from the reflection the mirror and smiles to which he smiles back yet his smile didn't reach his eyes which prompted her to ask with a soft tone, " Are you ok amor? "

" I'm fine " He responds, the phrasing sounded a bit off which didn't sit well with her, she stood up and walked over to him while he had his back turned to her, rummaging through the closet, she wraps her arms around his torso and rests her cheek over his back. " Amor, I'm fine "

" No, you're not " She murmurs, pressing soft kisses across his back which elicited a sigh from him. " You were jealous weren't you? "

If there's one thing Sergio hated, it was her ability to read him properly. He huffs out a breath and says, " Yes, I was jealous and I still am, it's pissing me off just how many men think you're accessible even after we announced our engagement, it's not just Neymar, I mean ... " He groans, " I remember wanting to punch Gerard for commenting over your looks during one event we attended together, then there was the time I was front row in one of the fashion shows, and some actor thought he can just waltz in and flirt with you, like I was there, right there but it didn't seem to matter to him "

She lets out a soft sigh, she was aware of Sergio's jealous streak and while she assured him that nothing and no one would ever affect their affair yet she knew he was in fact very affected. " Serge " she murmurs.

" It just kills me that men still think they have a chance with you when it's quite clear who you truly belong to you " He turns around and tugs her towards the edge of the bed, she sits on his lap, he then presses a kiss to her shoulder which elicited a smile from her. " I love you preciosa "

She threads her digits through his damp her hair, " I love you too "

" I should start making it clear " He said then situated her so that her legs were on either of his sides, he wraps arms around her waist after he hunched up the nightgown to reveal her matching black lace panties. " You are my woman " he murmurs, nuzzling his nose across her collar bone. " figuratively and literally, this face is mine to kiss " he peppers kisses across her every inch of her face. " these lips are mine to kiss, and mine to fuck " he whispers.

" Ooh " She giggles, " What else? " she wraps her arms around his neck.

" This neck is mine to bite on " He states, gently nibbling across the exposed skin, smiling when he heard her giggle. " These cherries " he reaches up to squeeze her breasts, teasingly lowering the straps of her nightgown to place soft kisses across her breasts. " They're mine to suck on, to rest on my head on them and ... " he trails off teasingly.

" And? " She breathes out with a soft smile.

" They're mine to push my cock between them " He grins wolfishly.

" You are unbelievable " She laughs, dipping her head to capture his lips in a soft kiss. " I don't care who approaches me, Neymar, Some unknown model or actor, any man, they all pale in comparison to the sexiest, most talented football player right now, the football player that put this ring on my finger " she lifts up her hand to display the diamond ring, " The football player I love more than anything "

He beams, " I'm still going to kill him "

" Even better, Why don't I give you something to show off in the locker room? prove to them that you have the heart of a young stallion? " She grins.

" Oh, be my guest " He said caging her in his arms as they spent the rest of the night celebrating the win in each other's arms.

#sergio ramos #sergio ramos one shot #sergio ramos x reader #sergio ramos fanfiction #sergio ramos fluff #sergio ramos blurb

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antonela-archive · 11 months

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Leo and Antonela at a mall in Argentina with his family (2009)

#wags #antonella roccuzzo #antonela roccuzzo #antonela #antonella #leo messi #messi #lionel messi #barca #soccer #football #barcelona #fc barcelona #leonela #anto #psg #Argentina #throwback

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katelynnwrites · 2 years

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pairing: Ona Batlle x f!Reader

warnings: none

word count: 582

summary: requested, ona and scotland wnt girlfriend after they play against each other

a/n: since it’s international break again, i thought i’d give you a fic i wrote during the last break especially because ona played so well today and our spanish honeys completely smashed the australians 🥰

I’ll Make You Proud

Ona doesn’t say anything at first, pulling you into a tight hug as soon as she sees you. Her hand comes up to cradle your head against her chest and she holds you close.

You wrap your arms around her waist, pressing yourself closer to your girlfriend. Sniffling a bit, you hide your face in her jersey.

‘I’m sorry.’ She whispers, making you suck in a shaky breath.

‘What? Why are you sorry?’ You ask, tilting your head up so you can look at her.

Ona swallows nervously, ‘Aren’t you angry?’

You blink in confusion, shaking your head.

‘Disappointed but definitely not angry.’

The Spanish girl exhales in relief and is unable to stop herself from kissing you quickly.

‘I don’t understand. Because of me, you might not be able to qualify for the World Cup…’

‘I know but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to try my hardest to. And if I don’t then I’ll be more than happy to make up the WAG section at your games.’

Ona giggles, nudging her nose against yours.

‘If you do, I’ll make you the proudest girlfriend there. But I know that you’ll qualify, you deserve to mi amor.’

She lifts a hand to cup your cheek, kissing your tears away carefully.

‘I love you.’ She whispers, pressing a long kiss onto your forehead. Her lips on your skin gives you a warm feeling inside, easing the disappointment of the lost game.

‘I love you too. You really deserved the win today leannan.’

‘Me? I only played twenty minutes, you played the entire game.’

You lean into her, swatting her arm lightly.

‘Hush and let me be the proud girlfriend of someone who is going to play in the World Cup okay?’

Ona laughs, pulling you into another tighter hug which you are more than happy to accept. The Spanish girl never failed to make you feel safe, loved and cherished.

You couldn’t think of anyone else you’d like more to qualify for one of the biggest tournaments in the world. It was what every football player dreamed of. It was what your girlfriend had dreamed of since she was little. And if you had to lose so that she could achieve that dream…well you didn’t really mind.

She holds you a while longer, the both of you standing in the middle of the field as other players shake hands and make small talk.

It’s not long before Jenni appears by your side, the energetic Spanish woman talking your ear off immediately.

‘Talk to your novia later. Talk to me now! I haven’t seen or heard from you in ages.’

You laugh loudly, Jenni could clown you out of any bad mood. You’d met her when you had both played at PSG and the friendship had continued long after you both left France.

‘Jennifer I just saw you yesterday.’ You insist, hoping your words would get through to her and hopefully make her calm down a little. You should have known better…

‘Well it’s been twenty four hours. That’s a whole day without my best friend!’

She tugs you out of Ona’s grip and you turn, unwilling to leave without kissing her goodbye.

‘We’ll talk more once we’re home okay?’ Ona asks as she lets you go rather reluctantly.

A quick nod is all you’re able to give before Jenni is pulling you through the crowd, eagerly introducing you to all her other national teammates as if they didn’t already know who you are.

Spanish Translations:

mi amor - my love

novia - girlfriend

Scottish Translation:

leannan - sweetheart/beloved

#kind of a surprise fic for you guys #for being such lovely readers #ona batlle #ona batlle imagine #ona batlle x reader #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso x reader #muwfc imagine #muwfc x reader #espwnt imagine #espwnt x reader #spain wnt imagine #spain wnt x reader #katelynnwrites #uswnt imagine #uswnt x reader

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