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cruwuisal · 1 year
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✨ rare as the glimmer of a comet in the sky ✨
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don-lichterman · 2 years
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Neymar to stand trial in Spain for Barcelona transfer
Neymar to stand trial in Spain for Barcelona transfer
Brazil forward Neymar will stand trial in Spain a month before the World Cup for alleged irregularities involving his transfer to Barcelona in 2013. Neymar’s parents, former Barcelona president Sandro Rosell and both the club and Brazilian team Santos are also set to go on trial after a complaint brought by Brazilian investment group DIS regarding the amount of the player’s transfer. The trial…
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mxxn-archive · 10 months
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Hellooo I like drawing Messi and co.💖
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https-mes-que-un-club · 3 months
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Barca (and ex la liga) click bait, a thread;
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(Stolen from my Pinterest, DM if you want permission or smth lol, also, my boy Gavi would never apologize )
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kylianmbappee · 1 year
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faves :))
Footballers x Barbie poster
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swaggypsyduck · 1 year
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footballers as text memes pt.5
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pt. 4 , pt.6
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lovefks · 1 year
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ᥫ᭡Kisses.ᐟ [Neymar x reader]
ᥫ᭡ summary cuddles and kisses is what you love being woken up for
ᥫ᭡ pairing neymar jr x reader
ᥫ᭡ warning nothing but
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Being woken up is trash, especially when it’s weekend. But there is only one condition you allow to be woken up to; morning kisses.
You could feel his soft lips on yours, your lips between his. You just love that feeling. You tried to speak, but only a little squeak came out as you still felt his lips on yours. „Ney…” you murmured softly. This made him grab your hip and pull you even closer. You mumbled his name again „mhm“ he mumbled back while still kissing you.
You tried to answer, but soon his lips landed on your cheek, nibbling on it softly. „Ney… what are you doing“ you said while giggling softly. You loved every second of it and Neymar knew it. „Yes Meu anjo?“ he said while his voice got blocked by your cheek. He moved to your lips again, while you stroke his hair softly, letting out small, soft giggles. „you are so cute, you know that?“ you tried to say, but it as just a non understandable sentence.
He stoped kissing you and you both looked your eyes; he has the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen…
He began to shift and cuddled his head into your neck. „thank you y/n. Você é a pessoa mais bonita do mundo“ he mumbled into your neck. Oops you thought, I just said that out loud (You are the most prettiest person in the world)
These are the moments you never thought would become reality. The moments you had only dreamed about, but when you met Neymar, he made those dreams become reality without knowing that what he does, is exactly what you want,
Him cuddling into you with his lips softly kissing you, with your hands around him; these moments…
…These moments where the ones who were worth it being woken up
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cherryxcadbury · 1 year
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OK HERE'S YOUR NEY REQUEST:
You know that drake song "childs play"? In the intro of the song a guy says something along the lines of "if your girl asks you to go to a nba game.. she is probably fcking some guy on that team". My idea for you: how would ney react to you asking him to acompany you to a man city game? Idk maybe mix in some sweet jealousy and him being excited when haaland loses?
Love ya take care xoxo
love love love you xx
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I used to not understand anyone’s attraction to Neymar, bc he’s a bit older than me. but now, I get it, I really do.
2nd person pov
“Look what I got!” You smirked as you walked into the sitting room where your boyfriend, Neymar was lying on the couch, scrolling through his phone.
He quirked an eyebrow at you.
You flashed him two tickets, Manchester City vs. Arsenal.
“Come with me to the Man City game! They’re going to be playing in London, Emirates Stadium.” You begged.
Neymar sat up, his phone barely hanging onto the sofa.
“Why do you want to go watch this game? It’s just a regular premier league match.” Neymar questioned.
You rolled your eyes at his question.
“It’s going to be such a good match. Arteta, Jesus, and Zinchenko against their old team! And I finally get to see Haaland live!”
Neymar narrowed his eyes at the last part of your sentence.
“Haaland eh?”
You nodded enthusiastically, “He’s so good! Honestly better than Mbappe.”
Neymar furiously shook his head, “There is no youngster better than Kylian.”
You had to stop from laughing. It was clear he was a bit jealous.
“Whatever. So you coming? Or are you too jealous?”
His eyes bulged out of his sockets.
“I’m not jealous.”
You rolled your eyes at his clear lie before he pulled you to sit on the couch with him. He cupped your face, and kissed you deeply.
You pulled away at a loss for words, while he pulled away with a smirk.
“Still want to go to that match? We can just stay here you know…” He suggested.
It was your turn to smirk now.
“Of course! I spent a fortune on those tickets. Come on!” You had decided. ***
“Right here.” You gestured to a set of two seats in the fourth row.
Despite your wishes to wear a kit from one of the teams playing, your boyfriend had convinced you to wear one of his many Brazil hoodies. You wore a gray set of leggings underneath, paired with the viral ugg booties. Neymar on the other hand, wore a plain white hoodie with some branding, and tight black jeans with slight rips in them. He of course paired this with a baseball cap and some trendy Jordans.
Once a fashion icon, always a fashion icon.
You both sat down into your seats and got comfortable. The match was just about to start.
“I’m thirsty.” You whispered to Neymar, signaling for the bottle of water in his hand.
“Thirsty?” He smirked.
“Why didn’t you say so earlier we could’ve just stayed home in Paris an…” He began to say.
You slapped his leg and shot him a look, “Get your head out of the gutter idiot.”
“How am I supposed to when you’re sitting there looking like that in my sweatshirt?”
You rolled your eyes at his lack of self control.
Within a few minutes, the match had begun. Manchester City was very clearly dominating, as expected. Haaland had several chances courtesy De Bruyne but had been unlucky thus far.
Neymar had told you he’d be rooting for Arsenal. This was a bit strange to you because he’d never been an Arsenal supporter in the slightest. He claimed it was because Arsenal had a more overwhelming number of Brazilian players than Man City so he needed to support “his boys.” To you however, it just didn’t add up.
He was enjoying the game though. When Arsenal went up 1-0, thanks to a Jesus goal, his grin became wider. Neymar would constantly look over at you to see what you were thinking, what you were feeling.
Things changed however in the 86th minute, when Man City scored on a Haaland goal. Like many other away fans, the terrific strike brought you to your feet and you cheered as loud as possible, much to Neymar’s disappointment. You’d figured he was a bit jealous. And if he wanted to play this game, so be it.
“COME ON!” Cheers were heard all around you.
Neymar face curled up into a scowl as he watched you clap for Haaland’s goal. Once you finally sat back down, his arm was again around your waist, trying to bring you as close as possible to him. Your head rested on his shoulder while his head rested on yours.
“City’s gonna win.” You whispered to him.
“Not if my boys have a say in it.” He mumbled back, kissing your cheek.
You turned to face him and stuck your tongue out at his smug look.
Truth be told, on the inside, he was praying Arsenal didn’t lose. He couldn’t bear watch you cheer for City again.
In the 89th minute, his wish came true. City defender Nathan Ake was unable to track back fast enough, and was so match for Bukayo Saka who received the ball and banged it in the net.
Your mouth had fallen open, and Neymar had gone to his feet, cheering as loud as possible.
He looked down at you in your seat and shot you a wide smirk while you gave him a pissed look. He sat back down and grabbed your chin before kissing you again. The stadiums cameras had been able to find you two meanwhile.
After pulling away, you and Neymar had realised you were on the cameras (pretend they do this at the Emirates, idk if they do). You looked down and blushed while Neymar shot a wink at the camera. Eventually, the cameras found someone else to bother and the match ended, with Arsenal winning. Neymar had a smug look on his face when you two were leaving the stadium.
“Just say it.” You sighed.
“Haaland was kind of invisible today, don’t you think?” He smirked.
“He still scored Ney.”
“Yeah but they lost.”
You shrugged your shoulders, “He’s still a star.”
Neymar furrowed his brow, “And me?”
His jealousy was insane.
You turned to face him, and wrapped your arms around his neck.
“You’ll always be my superstar.”
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as a spurs supporter, writing abt an arsenal win was quite painful.
as a side note, thank u sm for ur requests! I’m writing them based on which ones I’m feeling! but at some point, they’ll all be done.
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gabigabigabby · 1 year
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spain's biggest fan | p. gavi
part two
part one
pablo gavi x kaká!reader
a/n: part 2! this is adorable 🥰🥰 loving the private but no secret relationship pablo and y/n have frfr
synopsis: pablo and y/n start posting their world cup experiences on social media
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Lusail Stadium
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ynkaka my 🇧🇷 heart is so very full for my siamese twins for their world cup debuts this year. grateful for my boyfriend's talent. pedri there's nobody like you. pablogavi ur alright 🩷🇪🇸
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pablogavi Supongo que estoy bien? 🤷🏽 [I guess I'm alright? 🤷🏽]
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pedri Thanks 🥺
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pablogavi pedri 🙄
mikkykiemeney you and pabs are so cute lol 🤍😭
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ynkaka mikkykiemeney i need to see u soon!! 😭
gavifan3 best barça wag 😝
ynfan5 happy for u and pablo and pedri!! ❤️
pablogavi
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pablogavi Su Pablito 🇧🇷 [Her Pablito 🇧🇷]
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ynkaka pablito, pablinho... puta.
pablogavi ynkaka wow.
pedri Ella te llamo puta 😂 [She called you bitch 😂]
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pablogavi pedri callarse [shut up]
pedri Pablo no se da cuenta de que soy el favorito [Pablo doesn't realise I'm the favorite]
ynkaka pedri he estado tratando de decirle [i've been trying to tell him]
frenkiedejong Love
sergioramos ❤️
gavixyn prayers have been answered 🤍
pedri's story
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pablogavi
Lusail Stadium
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pablogavi dia de brasil 🇧🇷 alguien es un insecto feliz [brazil's day 🇧🇷 someone's a happy bug]
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ynkaka happy wife, happy life
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pablogavi ynkaka Wife!!!
pedri Supongo que ella está saltando [I assume she's jumping around]
pablogavi pedri muchos saltos [a lot of jumping]
ynkaka pablogavi pedri leave me alone guys
ynfan2 there's the y/n we know!!!!
brazilfan VAMOS BRASIL 🇧🇷
ynkaka's story
[translation: brazil, my country 🇧🇷 with pablogavi]
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ynkaka
Lusail Stadium
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ynkaka hoje é dia do meu país 🇧🇷 o hexa vem !!! [today is my country's day 🇧🇷 the hexa is coming !!!]
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pablogavi 🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷
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pedri Pase lo que pase, el amarillo te queda mejor! 💛💚 [No matter what, yellow looks the best on you! 💚💛]
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ynkaka pedri eso es lo más bonito que me has dicho 😭💔 [that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me 😭💔]
pedri ynkaka para de llorar, esta es la única vez que seré amable contigo 🙄 [stop crying, this is the only time i'll be nice to you 🙄]
neymarjr Te amoooo ❤️ [Love youuuu ❤️]
ynkaka neymarjr te amo muitooo [love you so muchhhh]
richarlison O HEXA VEM 🇧🇷 [THE HEXA IS COMING 🇧🇷]
ynkaka richarlison VAMOSSS
sergioramos La chica que ama a su país más que a nada!!! ❤️🇧🇷 [The girl who loves her country more than anything!!! ❤️🇧🇷]
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k.mbappe Allez 😍👊🏽 [Let's go 😍👊🏽]
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ynfan2 sergioramos's comment is so true 🩷🩷🇧🇷
cbf_futebol ⚽️🇧🇷💚💛
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storywriter007 · 8 months
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Who Are You Trying to Convince? - Neymar Jr x Fem!Reader
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summary: in which y/n figures out why neymar has been so distant
warnings: cursing, lying, flirting with ex, anger
genre: angst ending in heartbreak
word count: 1.5k
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"can we run the order one more time?" the fashion show director called out.
the victoria's secret fashion show was the highlight of the year for the brand, and they had to make sure it was perfect.
"this is just to make sure that we are consistent." he yelled out, clapping his hands.
the angels got back into place and began strutting down the runway again. y/n was looking forward to this year's show, the artists and the outfits were like never before.
after another hour or so, the rehearsals finished, and all the models were free to go home. in contrast to everyone else, y/n sort of dreaded the idea. she would see her boyfriend, and he had been distant lately. she'd tried talking to him, apologizing, fixing her behavior, going on dates, but nothing worked. he was just as distant as ever, and it sucked because they were reaching their six month anniversary.
he'd been distant from the start of the relationship, but instead of the distance slowly closing, it just kept getting bigger and bigger. as she got dressed and drove to neymar's house, she tried calling him but he didn't pick up. he must be busy, she assumed. however, when she got home, there was no one there. she called out for him, but there was nothing. she texted him too, no response. she figured he might've gone clubbing, since it was friday night.
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four hours had passed since y/n got to neymar's house, and she watched as the clock struck twelve. out of pure boredom, y/n decided to check the news.
it was the usual, political disagreements between parties, international news, and something about a new research study that had come out. she scrolled through the headlines until she found one that caught her eye.
famous footballer neymar jr. seen at club with ex-girlfriend, bruna marquezine!
y/n felt her stomach drop. she collected herself. bruna goes out on fridays too, they could've just been caught at the same place, and the paparazzi decided to make a story out of it.
she clicked on the article. there were photos. that was neymar and bruna for sure. the first photo was them both at the same club. the second one was them talking. the third was him pulling her hand away to an isolated corner. the fourth was them talking again, and his eyes really did give it all away. he looked at her with longingness and desire, and she returned the expression. the fifth picture was them going back inside. the sixth was a photo of them together, smiling. he had his arm around her shoulders as she leaned into him.
there were too many photos for this to be fake. y/n felt tears fill her eyes. is this why he had been so distant? because he wanted bruna back?
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at 1:30 is when neymar returned home. he came in laughing. y/n looked up from where she was sitting, a barstool near the kitchen counter.
"hi babe." he said, greeting y/n, which he hadn't done in weeks. "what're you doing here?"
"hey. missed you, so i decided to come." she smiled. "where were you?'
"club, couple of friends invited me to go get drinks." he explained.
"sounds fun! did you meet anyone else there?" she questioned, making sure to sound happy instead of angry and hurt.
"nah, just me and the boys." he brushed off.
"really? because every single news article is saying something else." y/n said.
they looked at eachother, dread instantly filling neymar's eyes.
"what are you on about now?" he asked, the change in his tone evident.
"famous footballer neymar jr. seen at club with ex-girlfriend, bruna marquezine." y/n read from the article.
he rolled his eyes.
"you don't actually believe that shit, do you?" he scoffed.
"i didn't, until six photos were shown. i didn't, until i realized you had ignored all my calls and texts. i didn't, until you started acting distant." she said, rage slowly beginning to seep into her voice.
"it's loud at the club, i'm sorry for not having superhearing. i'm sorry i get tired after running around all fucking day. and i'm sorry i ran into an old friend and said hi." he said, passive-aggressively.
"fuck off. you had to take her into a private corner to talk to her? you had to look at her like that? you had to take a photo with her where you're barely inches apart?" y/n spat, channeling his attitude back at him. "bruna's not just an old friend, she's your ex. if i did that shit, you would've yelled at me the minute i walked in."
"and what're you doing?" neymar chuckled. "i didn't want to talk to her in front of everyone, because i didn't want rumors to spread, but seemingly, they still did. i took a photo with her because she wanted me too. and how did i look at her?
"you looked at her like how you should be looking at your girlfriend, not your ex." she explained.
"she's not just my ex." he said. "long before she was an ex, she was a friend. and she's an established woman, don't act like she isn't. she's an actress, a model, a philanthropist, and a friend.i can't have friends now?"
"not when it's someone who clearly has romantic interest in you."
"so you're jealous?" he concluded.
"neymar! will you just fucking listen?" y/n yelled, not knowing where the sudden anger came from. "i'm your girlfriend so obviously, i'm going to get pissed off when you get a little to comfortable with your ex-girlfriend after you've been distant for the past couple of weeks!"
"oh my god, i was just being polite!" he yelled. "don't worry, the next time any woman comes up to me, i'll shove them off and say 'sorry, i have a girlfriend. please fuck off.'"
"but that's not what you said? you didn't even mention me because the way you were looking at each other and touching each other said everything!" she yelled back. she was not wrong here. "if i did this, you would be down my throat, and i would understand why, because i'm not supposed to be flirting with my ex when i'm in a relationship!"
"i wasn't flirting with her!" he yelled.
"then why don't you tell me what you guys talked about! prove it to me." y/n said, crossing her arms.
"we talked about our careers." he said. "she was the one saying we should meet up and we should go together, and i was the one who said no!"
"but you wanted to say yes! didn't you? you wanted to say yes." y/n whispered softly, feeling the anger turn into deep and utter sadness.
that look he gave her, that look spoke a million words he couldn't. a tear dropped from her eye. she hadn't cried in front of him for months. she quickly wiped away her tear.
neymar's attitude changed, the anger on his face softened to empathy.
"don't cry." he said.
"why, does it make you feel bad? does it finally make you see me as human?" she whispered. "does it hurt you or your ego?"
"that's not fair y/n."
"what's not fair is you dating me when you clearly still have feelings for bruna." she said, coming to a realization. "you never like me, i was just the next thing you could get to try. i was your replacement."
the tears started flowing again.
"no, no, y/n, you know that's not true." he said, walking over and trying to wipe the tears off her face, but she stepped back.
"who are you trying to convince? me or yourself?" she insisted.
of course she never felt close to him, because he was waiting for her to become someone she wasn't. he was waiting for bruna, one way or another.
"you've been dethatched from this relationship ever since it started, because you miss your last one. just do me a favor and admit so i can stop trying to make myself believe you somewhat care about me."
"i do care about you." he argued.
"really? what's my favorite color? when's the show? what's one of my hobbies? what's my favorite movie? when's my birthday?" she asked.
"your favorite color is (wrong color). the show is october 14. one of your hobbies is painting. your favorite movie is (wrong movie). your birthday is (your birthday)."
"really? because my favorite color is (your favorite color). the show is october 21. and my favorite movie is (your favorite movie)." she corrected. "now what's bruna's favorite color. when's her next film coming out? what's her favorite movie?"
"don't do this to me y/n." neymar said, regret clearly filling his eyes.
"answer neymar."
"pink. december 17. pixote." he said.
"and you remember all of that, don't you?"
"please y/n."
y/n shook her head.
"there's going to be a new headline tomorrow. feel free to explain to everyone why." she said, walking over to grab her keys.
"i love you." he said.
the words echoed throughout the house.
"no you don't." she chuckled, leaving through the front door.
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jusalle · 1 year
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• Neymar Jr Imagine •
~ I can only have you~
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Right now you and Neymar were heading to Neymars practice. For the past 4 weeks he's been practically begging you to go with him to his practice to meet his team.
You kept declining because you had a busy schedule just like Neymar. You played for Barcelona and you were a great player and a well known player so you were always going somwhere.
Finally you had a week off so you accepted Ney's offer to meet his team. Plus you knew he'll keep bugging you and you didn't know anyone on the team.
But you might recognize somone if you see them but you doubted that you'll see somone you'll know
"You excited to meet the team Meu Amor?" Neymar said happily
"Yeah, they seem like there nice people, I only know Richarlison, I don't know anyone else on the team" you said smiling
"Is Richarlison going to be there?" You said
"Yeah the whole team is, Richarlison will be happy to see you again after so long. Your schedule is always so busy especially Barcelona's schedule" Ney said
Once you guys got to the stadium, you helped Ney with his bags and started walking to the locker rooms.
You two entered the locker rooms and it was empty. That's when you knew Ney was late to practice right now.
"You idiot, why didn't you tell me we were late" you glared at Ney
"I didn't want you to worry Meu Amor" Ney said nervously as you continued to glare
You guys walked out the lockerooms and started walking to the field.
Once you guys got on the field you saw the team practicing
"Y/N!" You heard a voice yell as they tackled you into a hug
Then you instantly recognize it as Richarlison
"Your going to squeeze me to death Richarlison" you said laughing as he let's you go
"I haven't seen you in so long Y/n, but it's nice to see you" He said smiling happily
"It's nice to see you to Pombo" you grinned
Then you looked behind Richarlison and see the whole team staring.
Ney sensed how uncomfortable you were when everyone was staring at you.
"This is Y/n my fiance"
Everyone said there hellos and introduced themselves and they all seemed sweet.
But 1 teamate was missing
Then in the distance you see Ney talking to one of his teamates but you haven't met that specific teamate.
Neymar sees you staring and waves and calls you over.
As you start getting closer you look at the guy Neymar was talking to.
He looks up at you.
It's Silva
"Silva?"
"Y/n?"
You walk up to him and give him and hug. You were shocked to see Thaigo here. You knew Thaigo because a few years ago he went to one of your games.
You pulled away from the hug and he takes your hand and kisses your knuckles and you smile at the small gesture.
Then you saw Ney walk away which suprised you but you brushed it off since maybe he wanted to practice.
"I didn't know you played for Brazil Thaigo" you said intrigued
"Yeah, the last time I saw you was at one of my games at Chelsea" He laughed
From there you guys began talking and catching up on old times.
After awhile Thaigo had to practice with the rest of the team and you watched Neymar.
But you noticed he was acting off. Everytime you gave him water he wouldn't even accept it or anytime he made a goal he didn't even spare you a glance. It all made you confused. You tried to think what you had done but nothing came in mind.
After the practice everyone went into the Lockerooms and it was only you and Ney
Then you see Thaigo leaving the stadium
"Bye Silva" you waved goodbye
"Bye Princesa" he smiled and left
Then you heard somone scoff.
It was Neymar
Thats when everything in your head clicked
Neymar was Jealous of Thaigo
"Meu Amor" you said softly
Ney didn't awnser
"Neymar"
Still didn't awnser
"Neymar why are you jealous of Thaigo?"
"I didn't bring you here to flirt with people" Ney said harshly
"Ney I wasn't flirting with anyone" you said softly, trying to not make an argument
"Neymar, I knew Thaigo from awhile go. He met me at one of my games, it's nothing else Ney, trust me."
He scoffed again
"You fucking sure about that, he was looking at you as if-"
"Meu Amor your overreacting, just listen to-"
"I don't fucking care Amor, your mine and mine only" Neymar said starting to get angry
"I can only have you" Ney said lowly
You didn't like when Ney got upset or angry so you decided to calm him down.
You both sides of his face and turn his face towards you.
"I'm yours Neymar, I'm yours" you said softly to Ney
Once he heard that his body relaxed and he closed his eyes
"Kiss me Amor"
"Ney wha-"
He grabs you chin and kisses you softly
"I'm sorry Amor for acting like that..it was childish, your right, I did overreact.
"It's fine Neymar, I understand but I only love you Ney, I'm yours and I'm not anyone else's. Let's go home now? Does that sound good Meu amor?" You said whispering into his ear.
"Of course Meu Amor" you said softly as you smile at Neymar.
You guys began to walk out the stadium hand in hand
"You know amor my hand fits perfectly with yours" Neymar said smiling and that made your knees go weak
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Hello once again my lovelies, I know this one isn't the best but I hope it's enjoyable enough to read😭. But I need more suggestions and I'll gladly accept!
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cruwuisal · 1 year
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"You appear just like a dream to me" - neymessi
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renasonworldx · 1 year
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Leo's sister - Pedri
concept - Messi's younger sister dates Pedri Gonzalez...
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y/nmessi: vamos barcelona!!!!!! ❤💙
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leomessi: gracias hermana!!! XX
y/nmessi: 😙
antonelaroccuzzo: beautiful girl 😍
y/nmessi: mi amor 🥺
neymarjr: pretty lady x
y/nmessi: graciasss ney 🤝
gavi: 😎😎
y/nmessi: mejor amigooo!!!!!!!
pedri: 🔥💙❤
y/nmessi: 👀💖
barcelonafc: MESSI FAMILIA ES 🐐
y/nmessi: facts x
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messinews: Pedri Gonzalez DATING Leo Messi's sister y/n?!?!
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y/nmessi: mi hermano!! feliz cumpleanos xx
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pedri: mi bonita x
y/nmessi: so much love bubs x
leomessi: 💙❤ stop growing up x
y/nmessi: i'm 20 stfu x
antonelaroccuzzo: so so gorgeous x
y/nmessi: i love you xxxxx
neymarjr: gracias te amo hermana x
y/nmessi: 😙😙😙
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pedri: messi yet perfect x
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y/nmessi: my baby 🥺
pedri: i love you x
leomessi: 😍😭
y/nmessi: u are obsessed with my boyfriend!!!!!!!!
gavi: WHAT ABOUT ME?!?
pedri: you too
sofíagonzlez: LIKE HER MORE THAN U
y/nmessi: i'm more fun ;) x
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y/nmessi: my baby 😍
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pedri: mi novia 🤩🏆
y/nmessi: sí xx
leomessi: ¡¡Qué hombre!!
y/nmessi: 👀👀📸📸
gavi: MI CHICO!!!
y/nmessi: share with me?
PART 2 PENDING X
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Messi: You’ve got to learn to love yourself.
Neymar: But don't you hate yourself?
Messi: Yeah, but this is about you. Stay focused.
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imagineyneyjr · 1 year
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Neymar Jr. Masterlist
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Imagine #1 Nothing Can Change My Mind   Imagine #2 La Tortura   Imagine #3 The Best Christmas 🎄 Imagine #4 Only Friends Imagine #5 My Valentine 💝 Imagine #6 Who Is He? -Part 1 Imagine #7 Who Is He? -Part 2 Imagine #8 Who Is He? -Part 3 Imagine #9 Who Is He? -Part 4 Imagine #10 Merry Christmas, Ya Filthy Animal 🎄 Imagine #11 An Unexpected New Year’s Eve 🎆 Imagine #12 Best Friends Imagine #13 I Missed You Imagine #14 You Are Mine Imagine #15 Maluma or Neymar? -Part 1 Imagine #16 Maluma or Neymar? -Part 2 🎃 Imagine #17 Maluma or Neymar? -Part 3 🎃 Imagine #18 Snow In Barcelona 🎄 Imagine #19 Me? Scared? Never! 🎃 Imagine #20 Can’t Stay Mad  Imagine #21 Repeat After Me 💝 Imagine #22 A Whole New World 🎃 Imagine #23 It’s Goodbye For Us
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swayziiwriter · 10 months
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Gold | Neymar jr
summary: when Brazil takes home gold in the olympics a reunion between you and Neymar leads to a very sleepless night.
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WARNING: 18+, sexual content
As you lay naked under the sheets, the gentle breeze that entered the room gave you goosebumps. You came into contact with another body that was warm and soft as you turned over. Neymar's inked chest was noticeable even in the corner of the evening.
You got up with a sheet wrapped freely around the front of your body swaggering towards the gallery entryway that was left somewhat open. It was refreshing to breathe in the clean air as it slowly entered your body, clearing your mind of the negative thoughts that had clouded it. You guaranteed yourself that late night rendezvous with Neymar were finished, still, you wound up right once more into his bed. You weren't going to be seeing Neymar, and you weren't planning for this to happen.
Brazil had won gold in the Olympics at home, which called for festivities that would extend across the whole country. You had decided to celebrate with friends who were clearly Neymar's friends as well.
Your relationship with Neymar was confounded. Up until a month ago, when you spent time making love to him while he was seeing someone else, he was your closest friend.
After everything was said and done, you promised yourself that no matter how badly you wanted Neymar to be yours, he wasn't. You felt so ashamed. If you wanted to face yourself every day, you had to accept this reality. You had stayed away from him until your affections for him were for quite some time neglected, yet you just couldn't let them go. Neymar had quit seeing the past lady which he had been faithless as well. You couldn't stop yourself from falling in love with Neymar once more, which led you to tonight.
You turned around and looked back, avoiding Neymar as he slept. His tattooed chest stood out in the pitch-black darkness beneath the blanket's partial covering. As you turned to look back out the balcony doors, you celebrated by studying the city. You were too preoccupied with your own thoughts to notice that Neymar was moving behind you when you awoke to find your body gone from beside him. He tiredly got out of bed, making sure not to trip on the clothes and pillows that had been discarded of.
Neymar wrapped his arms around your figure and tied himself in the sheet you had used to protect yourself, causing your body to gently shake. He kissed you open mouthed as he ran his arms down your body, sucking on the skin as you let soft moans escape from your chapped lips. You inclined your head back, your body shaking to the delight as you felt his presently hard cock spring toward your butt.
Neymar removed the blanket from your body and brought you into his arms as he turned your body toward him. Neymar had two hands on your butt as your put your hands in his hair, pulling on the locks as he left hot kisses too your lips. Getting your legs around his midsection Neymar actually held you up, strolling towards the wall as he pushed you facing it.
You investigated his eyes, crying as his delicate lips left yours, before you could scrutinize his thought process Neymar pushed up into you, slow and profound. Unable to comprehend anything Neymar was saying to you as he continued to pound into you, your body melted into his, and you moaned incoherently.
"You're so close bébé" Neymar moaned, matching up his pushes with your groans expanding at your pleasure. "So good, so fucking good" you groaned raking your nails down his strong back certain to leave marks for a really long time as you let yourself become helpless against Neymar. Giving him everything.
A symphony of moans and skin slapping was heard all over the room a song only meant for you two to hear in your most joyful moments. You were on the verge of being undone, and tonight, you were about to come for the third time. Second one was on his cock.
Neymar continued to slip inside of you as he rubbed circles with his two fingers on your clit. You moaned, "Ney, oh Ney right there," as he fucked up into your g-spot and repeatedly hit your core with each movement of his hips. Your peak wasn't far, scratching the edge of your brain as the recognizable warm inclination showed up in the profundities of your stomach.
Neymar issued a warning, "I know you want to let go meu amor." As you rolled your eyes to the back of your head, he whispered, "So let go all over my cock," into your ear. You let go all around his cock, spouting your juices onto his as he screwed you through your high. Your body shook to the joy, shivering as
Neymar exhausted his heap into you not long after. Your body became numb from the overstimulation as Neymar continued to raise it.
Neymar said with a low voice, "Idso foi perfecto," as he watched as your still-buried body curved into his with each light movement. Feeling the blend of both your sticky juices spilling from your sore pussy. Yet, absolutely no part of that made a difference, you had Neymar after all the torment and implicit sentiments you at long last had the man you were so profoundly captivated by. All encircling you.
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