#Thiago Alcantara fanfic

[footballffbarbiex]

Practice Makes Perfect

player: Thiago Alcantara words: 1174 request and warning: Thiago Alcantara - no pref - 250 - 500  - Smut - Just her confessing how she's fantasised about riding his thigh so he sits her down on his lap and asks her to demonstrate what she means

😐 yeah, this one got away from me. whooops. 

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“Something’s got you in some kinda mood,” Thiago grins up at her as she straddles his waist. He looks up at her with a book description “glint” in his eye. Throughout dinner he’s tried to keep conversation light and non flirty but as pudding dishes were cleared away, he couldn’t help but make a few suggestive comments to test the waters. A few comments were all it took to watch the change in her and see her shift from being relaxed and content from eating good food and a look of pure arousal replaced it.

“Don’t play innocent.” There’s a snap to her voice as she glares down at him for a few seconds. “You know what you said.”

“And yet, you’re not on my thigh.”

She’d made the admission several days ago about how several of her coworkers had been having a spicy kind of conversation and thigh riding had been brought up. “It’s not the act itself which is sexy, but it’s the taboo element about it. It’s not a place you’d usually use to get yourself off. It’s not a mouth, a tongue, fingers or…well, a dick. It makes it feel naughty.”

It played on her mind until she’d found herself staring a little too long at his thighs, wondering how it would feel to be between her own. She’d adjust herself during make out sessions so that she could see how she felt about it. The slightest grazes against her covered clit had been enough for her to think that this was absolutely something she wanted to try. The confession had made Thiago smirk but nothing else had been said until tonight when he’d silenced her with a single sentence of “keep talking like that and I’ll have you on my thigh before you can finish what you’re saying.”

She narrows her eyes at him and moves herself to a standing position where she partially undresses, leaving her panties on to ensure there’s some friction there. When she climbs back onto him, she positions herself on either side of his waiting thigh and finally sits down on him.

“Come on baby, ride it like you ride my cock.” he encourages and with a little hesitation, she begins to move. At first it feels odd. She’s wet but not wet wet and until she is, she accepts that it probably won’t feel as good as it possibly could. She watches as Thiago observes her, eyes flickering between watching her pussy grind against his leg and the way her expression changes as her bundle of nerves is stimulated from not only the pressure she applies against his muscle but also from the friction of her underwear.

Slowly, her wetness begins to soak through her panties and smear across his skin, wetting and ruffling the soft hair that covers there. The wetter she becomes, the easier her movements come. She can feel her folds parting as she pushes and pulls her pussy over him, the sound of her juices starts to become audible. Small whimpers slip from her lips as pleasure begins to blossom, spreading out from her crotch to her limbs. A warmth that ripples through her in waves that flow with every lap of ecstasy that builds.

She steadies herself by placing her hands on his shoulder and biting down on her bottom lip as she looks down between their bodies. Thiago’s cock strains against his clothing and had she been in a better headspace, she might have tried to stroke him with each of her movements but right now, she’s focusing purely on herself.

“You look so fucking good like this,” he whispers, his own line of vision remains watching her claim his body in ways that he hadn’t anticipated being this turned on. She hadn’t touched him, she’s not exposed in any way and usually when he thinks about her using him for her own pleasure, it’s having her riding his face or being on top and fucking him how she wants to be fucked rather than how he feels she needs to be.

“Feels good,” she pants, her hips increasing in their rhythm as she picks up the pace to try and get there. She applies more pressure, grinding herself harder against him for max friction. The pleasure that builds seems to plateau, reaching so far but never really goes beyond that. “Need you Thiago,” she whines, pulling her body up and grabs his hand before he can stop her. His hand is pushed into her underwear and she uses his fingers as though they were her own. Her two fingers cover two of his to push the soaked underwear which clings to her wet pussy and she forces them inside of her.

“Fuck,” Thiago growls at the feel of how drenched she is. Soft puffy walls separate as he thrusts his fingers in and out of her without her guidance - needing no guidance as he could bring her to orgasm with his eyes closed and earphones blocking out his hearing. Two digits is enough for him to stretch her walls open and press against her most sensitive areas. He curls them every so often, fingertips finding her small bead occasionally; almost as if to prove a point that he can find it rather than needing to stimulate her g-spot.

Thiago’s thumb brushes against her swollen clit, making small, well timed, circles against it which finally pushes her past where she was stuck in pleasure limbo.

“You going to cum for me, baby?” he asks, looking up at her as she sits at least a head and shoulders above him. “Are you going to make a mess for me and show me how good this feels?”

“Yes. Oh fuck, yes.”

Thiago peppers her body with kisses where he can reach while he continues to pleasure her with his hand.

“‘M close,” she pants, unable to stop herself from rocking against his hand. Her fingers dig into his shoulder as she begins to tremble and the only thing she can do now is close her eyes and lose herself in the moment. She tightens her walls around his fingers, making it feel as though she’s both pushing him from her pussy and sucking him back inside with each contraction. His thumb continues an even rhythm but one little change in pressure is what causes her to go over the edge.

Her panties soak up as much of it as it can, but the excess drips through, not that it phases Thiago who slows his movements and pulls his fingers from her carefully. Most of her juices are cleaned off against the fabric before they’re out of her underwear but the rest is cleaned off by his tongue as he pushes his fingers between his lips and swirls his tongue around them.

“Always so good for me,” he comments, fingers dragging his bottom lip down ever so slightly as he expels them. “How was your fantasy?”

“Think I’m going to have to try it again. Practice makes perfect.” she concludes.

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[football-and-fanfics]

Sleepy Dialogue Prompts posting #2

⚽🖊️⚽🖊️⚽🖊️⚽🖊️⚽🖊️ Who: Thiago Alcantara Prompt: "Goodmorning, my love." Requested by: anonymous Notes with request: Just sleepy fluff 🥰 Warnings: none ⚽🖊️⚽🖊️⚽🖊️⚽🖊️⚽🖊️

Waking up with Thiago was the same every morning, but you loved it each and every time. He usually awoke before you, and would watch you sleep until you woke up, too. Sometimes he traced his fingers over your arms or hands, or fiddled with your hair. But he was always mindful not to startle you and wake you up unintentionally.

This morning was no exception. When you opened your eyes, you found Thiago already looking at you. Lying on his side beside you, his hand rested on top of yours, and he squeezed it lovingly when he saw you waking up.

"Good morning, my love." He reached up to softly boop your nose. "Morning," you chuckled sleepily. "You were mumbling in your sleep," Thiago said softly. "Was I?" You yawned. "What was I saying? Anything good?" "I don’t know." Thiago frowned, but you already saw the mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "It was kind of hard to catch, but it sounded something like: Thiago is the best boyfriend."

You laughed and gave him a playful slap on the shoulder. "I did not!" Thiago nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders. "Sounded like it."

You smiled at this teasing, playful side of him. "I like waking up with you." "Really?" Thiago feigned surprise. "Yes." You gave him a quick kiss on the tip of his nose. "Very much." "That’s good," Thiago chuckled, "because I like waking up with you, too."

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[libraryofloveletters]

The Wavelengths I'd Go For You

Thiago Alcantara x Fem!Reader

Warnings: summer time fluff, thiago is the sweetest boyfriend ever, cheeky teasing and flirting + some remarks from thiago, lots of touchy feely moments, alcohol and the consumption of, a sunset something - you'll see :))

Word Count: 3.1k

Author's Note: the fact that I had to search soooo deep for this gif is a crime // based on a convo @curiousthyme and I had about how sweet husband thiago would be so to the 6 thiago fans out there, this one's for you

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The sunshine in Mallorca welcomed you, a way of telling you that you were home in every sense of the word.

You and your boyfriend, Thiago, were spending a week there before heading up to see his family. You had been on the go constantly for the last few months with Thiago's game schedule and your work projects so this time away was much welcomed.

It's barely 10am when your boyfriend comes back into the bedroom, flopping down onto the bed next to you. "Mi amor, despierta," (my love, wake up) he whispers into your ear, his chin on your shoulder.

You shrug your boyfriend off of you, pulling the duvet over your head. "Alejarse de mí," (get away from me) you grumbled from under the blanket, making him laugh.

"C'mon babe," he nudges your arm and you finally give in, pulling the blanket down to look over at him.

Thiago was fully awake and dressed, as if he was going somewhere - the beach perhaps.

"What do you want?" You asked, pulling his hand up so you could see the watch on his wrist. "It's barely 10, what could you possibly need right now? We are on vacation, in case you forgot"

He nods, "I know, so come on."

"Where?"

"Just get dressed, like you're going to the beach," he gets off the bed, pulling you up and off of it.

You grumble, the man walking you in the direction of the bathroom. "Is that where we're going? Because it'll still be there after noon, T." You smiled sweetly at him, hoping he'd let you go back to bed.

He shook his head, "it's a surprise," he smiled, leaning in to kiss your forehead. "Go get dressed," he nudges you into the bathroom and shuts the door."

Thiago did this often - he was always one for a surprise and typically, they were scheduled for the ass crack of dawn; the downside of dating someone who's an early riser.

It was better to give in rather than resist; you learnt that the hard way.

You did just that. It took you a hot minute to pull yourself together, slowly making your way though your morning routine before you finally got dressed for the day, 'for the beach' he said. A green bikini to match the green shorts you noticed he had on, and a yellow sundress pulled over it.

"Where are you?" You called, walking through the house.

It's quiet, your boyfriend is nowhere to be found but you can see the front door was opened. You peek outside and find him closing the trunk. "Ready?" he smiles.

You nod, walking down the few steps to the driveway. "Why are you so smiley? It's soooo early."

"It's 10:30, cariño." Thiago laughed, opening the car door for you. You nod, your hand on his jaw, "exactly - too early."

The man shakes his head at your dramatics, clearly amused. He walks over to the front door, locking up the house before getting into the car and pulling out. You look over at him, your hand reaches for his and Thiago instantly takes your hand, interlocking fingers with you.

"Where are we going? Are we almost there yet?" You asked him yet again in the 10 minutes you had been driving. Thiago bit his tongue, resisting the urge to roll his eyes.

"How many times will you ask me that?"

"Until you tell me," you smiled, making him chuckle. You had no idea where you were going. You hadn't been to Mallorca in years, at least not since you and Thiago began dating 10 years ago and so much has changed both there and in your lives.

When you met Thiago, the two of you were barely in your 20s; he was on the 1st team at Barcelona and living his dream while you were in university. You had moved with him when he transferred to Bayern Munich and then again to Liverpool. You had both grown and changed so much, you learnt more and more about life and each other.

There was no one else you wanted to spend your life with.

"I'm not going to tell you," he glances over, smiling at you.

Since he wouldn't tell you, you began your guessing game. "Are we going to the beach?"

"No."

"Are we going for a picnic?"

"No."

"Are we going toooo... get married?" You threw that one in there for fun but it seemed to catch him off guard. Thiago whipped his head in your direction so quickly, you're certain he's given himself whiplash - not to mention your first thought was dear god don't let him injure himself again, he can't sit out another game.

"What?" He asks you quickly, confusion, shock and a bit of surprise on his face. "Why would you even ask me that?"

"Not you being offended," you laughed. "I'm kidding, Thiago. Don't have a heart attack." You squeezed his hand, the man turns into a winding street which takes you down towards a place you had been mentioning since before you even arrived in Mallorca.

You smiled, sitting up a little straighter. "The marina?" You look over at him. "We're having a yacht day?"

"Just for the day," he smiles, pulling into the lot. "So you shut up about it." He teased, making you roll your eyes before you get out of the car.

Thiago takes the bags out of the trunk, leading you towards the boat. He puts the stuff on, leaning over to help you on before you settle in and he drives it into open waters. After you two had come to a stop, your boyfriend found his way below deck to put the food away for the time being and you had stripped off the sundress and laid out in the sun, letting your body relax and become sun kissed.

Laying on your tummy, your eyes closed and your face buried between your folded arms, you can feel the sunshine and the warm breeze along the exposed skin. It wasn't that much longer when you feel someone's cold hands pinch your hip, making you jump.

"Thiago!" You rolled away from him, scolding him.

The man laughs, lifting your right leg to slot between them, letting you rest your leg on his lap. "Sorry, sweetheart." He rubs the back of your thigh, "didn't mean to startle you - but to be fair, it is just us out here."

"Well obviously," you mumbled, "but I wasn't expecting you to appear out of thin air." You flung your foot back, hitting him in the side. He smiles at your action, holding your flailing leg down by your calf and rubbing along your soft skin.

Propping yourself up on your elbows, you look over your shoulder at your boyfriend. "Can you rub some lotion on my back for me?"

Thiago nods, reaching for the bottle that was discarded on the floor. It's oily and sticky, as you had used it and set it back down with your lotion covered hands; he's certain that's what had happened. The man squeezes a dollop of the sun lotion in his hand, rubbing them together before resting his hands on your ass, or at least what was exposed.

"Babe!" You laughed, looking back at him. "I meant on my back!"

He ignores your words for a few moments, his fingers kneading over the flesh before looking at you. "You didn't specify."

"I figured it was implied."

Your boyfriend shrugs, moving his hands up your back and slowly working the lotion into your skin before moving to lay beside you. Thiago's on his back, an arm stretched out in front of you and the other propped under his head. Even with his sunglasses on, you can see his eyes are closed. You scoot a bit closer to the man, pulling the glasses down to the bridge of his nose.

"Hi, T." You peaked his lips with yours and he smiled, the arm that was stretched out pulled you down against him. "Hi, y/n."

"What's the plan?"

"Relax."

"Why?"

"No, I mean, the plan is to relax." He smiled, making you giggle at your misunderstanding. "Oh, okay."

It's at least an hour that's passed before you two attempt to move from your spot. Thiago sits up, pushing his sunglasses onto his head before turning to look at you.

"How about a swim?" He asks and he barely finishes his sentence before you up, flinging your legs to get the slippers off and you're heading towards the stairs. "What's the rush?" He asks, dropping his sunglasses on the chair, slipping off his own shoes.

"The last one into the water has to pick up the laundry when we get back!" You shouted to him, sprinting down the stairs to the platform.

You'd think for someone who gets paid to run up and down a 100 foot long football pitch, he'd be faster but instead he leans over the railing, shouting as you jumped into the freezing water. "That's not fair!"

You shouted back. "You're a sore loser!"

A few moments later, your boyfriend finds his way down to the platform before diving into the water.

You clap for him, "10 out of 10, darling!" Thiago laughs, bowing half way as you swam over to him.

He smiles, his arms reaching for you to pull you against him, your own arms over his shoulders. The two of you stay like that for a bit, floating around.

The ice cold water was a welcomed change from the Spanish sun you had been lazing in all day; not to mention a shock to all of your bodily systems.

Eventually, you leave him in the water and get back onto the platform, sitting at the edge with your legs hanging into the cold water. Thiago was doing a lap around the boat and only realized you had gotten out when he returned to the back. The man swims over, slotting himself between your legs, his arms on your thighs.

You watch as your boyfriend passes his hand over his wet hair, slicking it down. You undo it; passing your hand through his hair, watching as the little curls reform themselves after the motion. You twirl a few strands of his short hair between your fingers, smiling to yourself - you love his hair, especially when he grows it out enough for you to see the curls.

Thiago's cheek pressed to your thigh, basking in the sunshine and your affection until he calls it quits - his arms on either side of you as he pulls himself up and out of the water, and.. well onto top of you.

"Seriously?" You asked, laying flat against the wet platform.

He rolls off of you, laying beside you. "Seriously." He scrunches his nose at you, making you laugh yet again. You flip over, onto your stomach as your arm drapes over his middle. Thiago can feel your fingers across the large tattoo on his side. Slowly, your fingers trace out the letters and the words, going line by line - not missing a single one.

"How about lunch?" He asks, getting up and pulling you up with him. You nod, "considering that you pulled me out of my bed and didn't let me eat anything, yeah, lunch would be great."

Thiago laughs, dramatic as always he thinks. His hand rests on your lower back as you two head up the stairs and back onto the deck.

"Need help?" You asked, about to follow him to the kitchen and he shook his head, turning you back in the direction of the table.

"Go sit, I'll be out in a minute."

"What are you hiding?" Your brows furrowed but he shook his head, "I'm innocent of whatever crimes you're thinking of."

You take a seat at the table, Thiago does return but a minute later with a basket in hand. You help him unpack the basket - he lets you do that much - before you two settle down and have lunch.

It was well after 4 in the afternoon, rolling towards 5 when you wrapped up lunch. You two had been lazing around for a bit, enjoying each other's company and the day before Thiago got up to clean up the mess you made.

"Gonna jump back in before we head in, wanna join me?" He walks over to you, his body blocking the sun from you. You shook your head, "I'm gonna stay up here," you smiled, reaching out to hold his hand.

Thiago leans down, giving you a kiss before standing up again. "Be careful," you tell him, the man drops his sunglasses next to you.

"I will," he smiles, giving you one more kiss before walking away.

You can hear when he jumps into the water. It had been pretty quiet today, a few other boats had passed by but other than that, it was just the two of you all day. Now you aren't sure how long Thiago was in the water, your eyes had shut and you dozed off for a bit.

When you wake up, or rather, when you were startled awake, he was leaning over you, dripping freezing cold water all over you.

"Thiago!" You squealed, trying to wiggle away from your boyfriend. The man's got his arms on either side of you, trapping you under him.

"Give me a kiss and I'll move," he tells you, leaning down for a kiss.

You groan, hands pressed to his chest to push him away. "Thiago! Move!" You giggled but you knew he wouldn't let up.

He didn't; his lips puckered as he waited for you to give him a kiss.

Reaching up, your hand rests on his cheek, giving him a kiss before he drops himself down on top of you. "Babe, c'mon." You huffed, your arms wrapping around him.

He smiles, nuzzling against you. "Stop complaining, we all know you love it."

You roll your eyes; he was right, you did love it. He holds you for a bit, the two of you enjoying each other's company once again until the sun, once bright in the sky, starts to slip away under the horizon.

"Time to head in hm?" You tell him, the two of you sitting up.

Thiago nods, getting up to finally dry off - a useless action seeing that he's dripped all of the water onto you. You follow suit, wiping off the excess water before putting your dress back on. Thiago dug out a beige sweater you had bought him for Christmas years ago, pulling it on.

"I can't believe you still have that." You say, walking towards him. He glances down, shrugging. "I thought we lost it during the move but I found it in a box downstairs.

You reach for his hand, interlocking your fingers with his. "Thank you," you tell him, letting him pull you to him. His hands resting on your lower back as your own arms go over his shoulders.

"What for?" His cheek pressed to yours, the two of you swaying side to side.

"Today.. for everything." You whispered, leaning back in his arms. "I love you, Thiago."

He smiles, "I love you, y/n."

Your boyfriend spins you around, hugging you from behind as you two watch the sunset for a bit. He had already driven you back in a bit, you were still a good ways from the marina but much closer than you were before. At least now you could see land.

"Champagne?" He asks, his chin on your shoulder. Your hand reaches back, pressed to his cheek. "What are we celebrating?"

"Us," he smiles, turning to kiss your cheek before walking away to get the champagne and the glasses.

You hadn't noticed when he returned, your phone was in your hand as you took a photo of the sunset. Thiago sets the glasses and the bottle down on the table quietly before calling for you. "Babe ?"

When you turned around, you expected to find Thiago with glasses, not on his knee with a ring box.

"What are you doing?" You ask, eyes widen, brows furrowed as you look at him.

Thiago smiles, "y/n, you are.. the love of my life. The last ten years of my life have been the very best; there's not a single person in the world that I would rather spend the rest of my life with, because you are everything I could have ever imagined. The perfect woman in every sense of the word; you understand me, you take care of me and I could never repay you for that."

You can't help the giggle that leaves your lips; he's so cheesy.

"Strong and beautiful and smart, and god, you.. I don't think there are words to explain how much I love you. I'm rambling now, I'm nervous - sorry."

"Why are you nervous? It's just me." You laughed and Thiago smiled.

He glances at the ring and back at you. "Y/n, I love you so much, you are the woman I have always dreamt about; the first person I think of in the morning and the last person on my mind before I go to bed. When I'm away from home, all I can think of is coming home to you. You're my home, y/n. You're my dream woman, the person I.."

"You're rambling," you purse your lips, making him laugh.

"Y/n.. will you make me the happiest man on the planet and marry me?"

"Yes," you smiled, "I'll marry you, T."

He stands, slipping the ring onto your finger; a perfect fit. Your hands rest on his jaw, pulling him in for a kiss. "I love you." You whisper against his lips.

"I love you," he smiles, giving you another kiss. "Shall we open the champagne?"

You nod, watching as he reaches for the bottle. Thiago shakes it before popping the cork, the gold coloured liquid spraying all over the two of you and the deck, making you laugh. Your fiancé filled two glasses, handing one over to you.

"Cheers," you tapped your glass to his. "To us," he nods, mirroring your action.

Thiago hugs you from behind, the two of you facing the setting sun once again. "Was this what today was all about?" You asked, holding out your hand to admire your ring; gold band, emerald cut diamond with two smaller stones at the base of it.

"I wanted it to be perfect." He smiles, resting his chin on your shoulder yet again. "It was," you smile when Thiago reaches for your hand, bringing it up to his lips to give it a kiss.

You can't help but lean back against him; happiness and content washing over you.

You were certain you had done something right in your past life, otherwise you wouldn't have become so lucky.

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[colorsofmyseason]

the past is just a bridge we burned down behind us

Written in the wake of Thiago's transfer of course, based on a convo I had with @butterflyliverpoolkopite XD thanks bb, love you 😘

I'm aware that Thiago and Rafinha are as brotherly as they can be in real life, but in my AU, there's an incident in their past that broke them beyond repair (I probably would or would not write about it, let's see)

As usual, set within my supernatural AU

Warning: slight angst

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Thiago didn't know why his brother decided to text him now, all of a sudden.

It's not like he hated his brother, the complete opposite even. But he knew after what happened between them seven years ago, the amount of times they actually spoke to each other, be it directly or through texts and calls could be counted in one hand, and usually only regarding family meetings and so forth.

Also, if Rafinha wished to text him, there should've been better occasions for it. The moment Bayern won the Champions League and got their hands on the treble, for example. Or if he's a little salty about it (since Bayern had demolished Barcelona 8-2 in the quarter final), probably during Thiago's birthday or something. But there it was, a text from Rafinha just as Thiago was on his way to the airport to take a flight to Liverpool.

Congratulations for your transfer, brother, you deserve it!

A simple, innocent enough text, one that everyone could've sent to him in the wake of his transfer, yet Thiago just kept staring at it for a good few minutes, a painful clench in his throat.

He found himself wondering, what had happened with him and his own brother? What had caused such tension between them that even this short text had caused his stomach to flip? Was it so bad that he didn't even know what to reply?

But he himself knew the answer. The incident seven years ago which had led to his transfer to Bayern, followed by what Rafinha always perceived as an act of betrayal had destroyed their relationship beyond repair. Don't get him wrong, Thiago still loved his brother all the same, but he also understood why Rafinha wanted nothing to do with him anymore.

Yet he couldn't help praying that one day his brother would be able to see the truth. He couldn't deny that he had wronged Rafinha at the beginning, and he probably could've been wiser in handling the aftermath, but his "betrayal" was nothing but an effort to keep the younger and the people around him safe.

Now that Rafinha finally sent him a text that had nothing to do with family matters, Thiago found himself wishing that probably, probably this time he could let a sliver of hope growing in his heart, that he would be strong enough to rebuild the bridge, that he wouldn't run away this time like what he'd done back then.

So, reopening the text, he typed back with shaky fingers, "Thank you, Rafa. I really appreciate that. Anyway, how are you?"

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#fanfiction #football fanfiction #fic #football fic #fanfic #football fanfic #i might not mention it here but thiago and rafinha are actually both air elementals #i need to write more about them someday #thiago alcantara #thiago #rafinha #rafinha alcantara #rafa alcantara #fc bayern #bayern munich #liverpool fc #fc barcelona #supernatural au #my works

[denjispinalcordsword]

Bayern

OH MAN lmao I ain’t know much about too many only like 5 or 6 players let me try here, thank u for sending one

1. is my favourite - probably Thiago Alcantara b/c I love Rafa and they’re cute brothers 2. i like the most when it comes to the appearance - man too many are so ugli 2 me but David Alaba is hot 3. i would play a prank on - probably Muller because he’s a weird dude 4. i would get drunk with - Satandowski for sure I think 5. i would choose for my partner if i got an invitation for a wedding - Hummels just so I could dramatically throw a glass of wine in his face and stomp away 6. i could just cuddle all day long - Thiago? 7. i would ask for an advice if i had problems - Satandowski because he knows everything 8. i would bake cookies for - Neuer because he’s pretty pure 9. i would read a fanfic about - MAYBE Thiago but maybe not 10. i would write a fanfic about - none lol11. i would prefer to play in another team - I don’t really kno? Lol they can stay they’re Squad™

[tonismadrid]

spanish nt?

afdaf thank you Angie this is SUCH A GOOD ONE! 

1. Is my favorite- Hector

2. I like the most when it comes to appearance- Thiago Alcantara

3. I would play a prank on- Isco

4. I would get drunk with- Sergio

5. I would chose for my partner if I got invited to a wedding- Marco Asensio

6. I could just cuddle all day long- Lucas Vazquez

7. I would ask for advice if I had problems- Iker

8. I would bake cookies for- Dani

9. I would read a fanfic about- There is only one acceptable answer to this question and it is Seriker

10. I would write a fanfic about- also Seriker

11. I would prefer to play on another team- fucking Pique 

Send me a team!

#i literally had to whitelist hector so my own post wouldn't get blocked off my dash because of pique #loll #asks #papaneymar #edit: i see a theme here of real madrid whoops not sorry

[kendallspussy]

Bayern Munich :)

send me a team and i will tell you which player:

is my favourite: Robert Satan Lewandowski

i like the most when it comes to the appearance: probably James Rodriguez rn

i would play a prank on: Thomas Mueller

i would get drunk with: Lewandowski again

i would choose for my partner if i got an invitation for a wedding: Neuer

i could just cuddle all day long: Thiago Alcantara

i would ask for an advice if i had problems: Hummels

i would bake cookies for: Thiago Alcantara again

i would read a fanfic about: James Rodriguez lmao

i would write a fanfic about: I’m lame at it but maybe about Lewy??? about him coming back to Lech Poznań >>>

i would prefer to play in another team: Lewandowski ofc, well i wish i could watch him at Bułgarska scoring for Lech Poznań :’) but being more realistic, i wish i could watch him even in R*al Madrid or ManUtd/Chelsea jersey although I hate these clubs, full offence but imho he’s just wasting his potential in Bundesliga :))) and Thiago, I wish Thiago had stayed at FCB.-.

#diegoalvesisgod #answered

[mjvsec]

Bayern Munich for the team thing 😊

1) is my favourite: Lewandowski2) i like the most when it comes to the appearance: Lewa always3) i would play a prank to: Ribery4) i would get drunk with: Thiago Alcantara5) i would choose for my partner if i got an invitation for a wedding: Hummels6) i could just cuddle all day long: Martinez, he's so cute :))7) i would ask for advice if i had problems: Ribery again ;)8) i would bake cookies for: James Rodriguez :)9) i would read a fanfic about: James again10) i would write a fanfic about: Lewa again 11) i would prefer to play in another team: i would love to see Martinez in a Serie A team, it could be magnificent!Thank u so much!!! 💝💝💝

[football-and-fanfics]

Flashback Friday #32

Welcome back to the weekly edition of Flashback Friday. Here’s this week’s five blasts from the past😉 Happy reading! 😊 #1 Who: Ben Chilwell Prompt: "Sore loser." Link: click here #2 Who: Thiago Alcantara Prompt: "I think you need to sit down." Link: click here #3 Who: Christian Pulisic Prompt: "Sometimes I can't believe you're really mine." Link: click here #4 Who: Trent Alexander-Arnold Prompt: Fever / sick Link: click here #5 Who: Kai Havertz Prompt: "Are you warm enough?" Link: click here

#ben chilwell #ben chilwell imagine #thiago alcantara #thiago alcantara imagine #christian pulisic #christian pulisic imagine #trent alexander arnold #kai havertz #football imagine #football blurb #football fanfic #football fanfiction #footballer imagine #footballer blurb #footballer fanfic #footballer fanfiction #footballandfanficsflashbackfriday

[percervall]

Prompts

in bold have already been requested

Decorating the tree

Dancing in the snow

Present shopping

Gift giving

Making a gingerbread house

Snowball fight

Mistletoe

Christmas baking

Christmas market

Making snowmen

Watching Christmas movies

Dancing to Christmas music

Requested so far

Kostas Tsimikas

Queen Anne/Aramis

Andy Robertson

Virgil van Dijk

Antoine Griezmann

Rodrigo De Paul

Trent Alexander-Arnold

Darwin Nunez

Ruben Dias

Marcos Llorente

Fernando Torres

John Stones

Kostas Tsimikas

#12 days of fluffmas #football fanfic #football oneshot #football drabble #antoine griezmann fanfic #rodrigo de paul fanfic #marcos llorente fanfic #jordan henderson fanfic #andy robertson fanfic #kostas tsimikas fanfic #thiago alcantara fanfic #virgil van dijk fanfic #trent alexander-arnold fanfic

[yoongisavemysoul]

Spain nt

Is my favourite: Pique for sure (Obvious considering my two or three last usernames)I like the most when it comes to the appearance: If I can Pique, else IscoI would play a prank on: Jordi AlbaI would get drunk with: Sergio Ramos, I could look past RM when drunkI would choose for my partner if i got an invitation for a wedding: Saúl ÑíguezI could just cuddle all day long: Diego CostaI would ask for an advice if i had problems: Iniesta for sureI would bake cookies for: AsensioI would read a fanfic about: SaúlI would write a fanfic about: nahI would prefer to play in another team: Thiago Alcantara, two brothers for two national teams (I mean not rlly since Rafinha isnt but ya know) is dumbThank you so much for sending this! 💙❤️

#answered

[live-laugh-loverpool]

fic idea:

i really liked how you said the axa center has dorms for the players. imagine one morning darwin tries cooking breakfast and ends up causing the fire alarm to go off- and everyone was sleeping, too. 😭 so there’s just everyone standing outside- a grumpy virg and a sleepy ali and a mo without his coffee!!!

i can't believe it TOOK SO LONG 😭😭😭😭😭😭 but here it is before the finals!

@gecswriting @gaemen @bobbybecker-21 @bobbyfirminosworld @ballsbalb @snuuysideup @liverpool-enjoyer @hubba1892 @alissonbear-ker @alissonbecksfan234 @dsenotmtaetr @calm-smol @millythegoat @kraeki @ollieflopkins

#liverpool fc #lfc #liverpool #darwin núñez #virgil van dijk #alisson becker #mohamed salah #wataru endo #andrew robertson #andy robertson #jurgen klopp #thiago alcantara #kostas tsimikas #soccer fanfiction by lynn #football fanfic #football blurb #football imagine #football

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Heatwave

Player: Thiago Alcantara Words: 1356 Warnings: Smut, phone (FaceTime) sex, masturbation

A/N When I saw this photo of Thiago, my filthy brain ran with it for the hills. Enjoy the result of that 🙈

Please let me know what you think!

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Jesus

I pretty much choked on both thin air and water at the same time

Rather be choking on somethin else tho 😏

(I’m sorry. You’re probs on the bys back and next to Adrian)

*bus

Why are you posting thirst traps on twitter?

I think I lost my final three brain cells

sIR

Can’t stop looking

Dem THIGHS

Schatz 

I know you’re probs still in training. Or on a bus. But damn. 

We’re in a heat wave but holy shit 🥵 

Thiago had to bite his lip to stop himself from laughing as he read his wife’s messages. She had been right in thinking he was still in training when she sent them, but he just sat down on the bus back to the hotel. He tried to keep his screen hidden from his teammates as he messaged her back. “I’ll facetime you in 30 minutes, just made it onto the bus” to which she responded with a thumbs up and another three of the smirking emojis. Thiago chuckled and pocketed his phone. He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t posted those photos on purpose, knowing she’d see them. 

They had met during his first year in Munich. One of his teammates had recommended Elisabeth’s company to help him after Thiago had said he was struggling to settle into his new house. Elisabeth had managed to help him figure out his own style when it came to interior design and even became a good friend before they realised their feelings for one another ran deeper than friendship. The two of them got married in 2015 and welcomed their daughter a year later and a son in 2018. 

When she answered the call, he could tell she was in her office. “Hope I’m not keeping you from your work?” “No, don’t worry. This can wait, just wanted to get started on some of the designs. Keep getting distracted though…” she said. “Oh?” “Don’t play innocent schatz, you know damn well what I’m talking about.”  Thiago laughed and rested back against the pillows of his hotel bed. “Lo siento? The PR team wanted me to post some photos on social media.”  “Evil PR team, telling you to upload such salacious photos while you’re so far away,” Liesa said, pouting.  “Aww, did seeing those pictures get my wife all riled up?” Thiago cooed. Instead of answering, Liesa panned the camera of her phone down so Thiago could see more of her body. She was wearing a simple cotton tank top, which did very little to hide the fact that her nipples were poking through her bra. Seeing how that photo had affected her sent a jolt of want down his body, causing his shorts to feel a lot tighter.  “Trust me, it’s not cold in this room. It’s 26 degrees outside and it’s not much colder inside. I wish you were here to help…”  “Who says I can’t help from here, nena?”  She aimed the camera back at her face, biting her lip. “Are you…?” she didn’t even finish her question when she saw Thiago nod. “I’m by myself and I know you’re alone as well. I’m sure we can figure out a way for me to help you,” he said. Thiago could see how Liesa left her home office and made her way upstairs to their bedroom. 

Liesa shoved the pillows against the headboard before sitting down. Her heart was hammering in her chest, and not just because she’d run up two flights of stairs.  “Okay, so how do we do this? I’ve never… done this?”  “I haven’t either, but I’m sure we’ll figure it out. How about you start talking me through how that photo made you feel?” Thiago suggested. “Well,” Liesa started, pausing to gather her thoughts, “I guess seeing you reminded me of how much I miss you, and then seeing your thighs…” she trailed off, the ache between her thighs back in full force. “Seeing so much of your thighs, and your arms… You looked so beautiful and powerful, and I just wanted you to be here so I could sit in your lap…” she confessed, her cheeks heating up. “Oh? And what would you do sitting in my lap?” Thiago asked, his voice low. It sent shivers down her spine.  “I would… I would ride y-your thigh until… until I came?”  “Would you now? I bet you just got wet thinking about it, didn’t you, nena?” “Yes,” she breathed, biting back a moan. The hand that wasn’t holding her phone wandered down her chest, over her stomach and underneath her skirt, down to her thighs. She skimmed a knuckle over her core, feeling how she had soaked her panties. “Thiago…” she moaned. “I know babe, me too. So hard just thinking about you, about how turned on you must be now. Fuck, wish I could make you feel good…”  “You are,” she panted, moving her hand underneath her underwear. She slid a finger into her core, slowly fucking herself. “I can hear how wet you are, nena,” Thiago murmured. Liesa could hear how he was fucking his own fist. All she could do was throw her head back with a moan. “So close.. Thiago.. Need.. Please…” She could barely string a coherent sentence together. Just thinking about him, daydreaming all day about what she’d do if he’d been in their bedroom, and now hearing the effect she had on him, had gotten her to the brink already. Her eyes fluttered closed as she brushed her thumb over her clit. “So beautiful amor, I love the sounds you’re making, knowing only thinking about me got you this riled up. Would love nothing more than to taste you right now, always so sweet…” Thiago said, breathing hard. She added a second finger, trying but failing to brush against that spot that he always seemed to find so effortlessly. “‘S not enough…” she whined. “I know, amor, focus on your clit. I know you’re close… Am too, so close…”  Liese rubbed circles around her clit with her thumb, pressing down slightly. Hearing Thiago moan and praise her over the phone, the feeling of fingers stretching her in combination with the stimulation of her clit, were finally enough to send her over the edge she’d been teetering on all day.  “Fuck, you’re so beautiful when you come,” Thiago groaned before he climaxed as well.  Liesa removed her hand from her underwear and tried to regain control over her breathing. 

“Can’t wait to hold you in my arms, nena,” Thiago said after a moment. Liesa smiled at him.  “The kids and I will be at the match in Salzburg. I arranged for them to miss the last two days of term so we’re flying to Munich on the 16th and then driving to Austria from there a day or two later. I think my parents might join us as well,” Liesa replied, getting up from the bed.  “I’ll be counting down the days,” Thiago said with a smile. “So will the kids. They miss you.”  A knock on Thiago’s door interrupted their conversation.  “Need my charger, can I come in?” Liesa heard someone call through the door. “Give me a second!” Thiago called back as he got out of bed to hide the evidence of their call in the bathroom. Liesa laughed as she saw how he struggled pulling his boxers and shorts back up one handed.  “I’ll let you get back to your teammates. I need to get my butt in the car to do the school run.”  “Can’t wait to see you in person, nena,” he replied, eyes twinkling. Liesa chuckled and blew him a kiss. “Ich liebe dich schatz. Give the boys my love,” she said. Thiago blew her a kiss back and ended the call after asking her to give their children a hug from him. Then Liesa put her phone in her pocket and quickly walked into their en-suite to splash some cold water in her face and to check the damage of her call with Thiago. She couldn’t help but smile, shaking her head at what they had just done. 

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