I Know His Losses Are Hitting Hard But Don't Stop With The Fics People 😭😭

Wait till the end. he's cute and amusing.

from Shanghai Masters twitter

Growing old is when your fav sportsmen who used to tear each other's heads off started looking like they bout to start a boyband

No I'm not crying 😭😭

Aww look at my baby 🥹 Had to write smthg about this

Headcanon

Carlos is drunk. He usually knows how to hold his liquor but after today's win he just wanted to be hungover. You reached the pub to take Carlos back home before he could do something stupid with his 1 braincell demeanour. "Baby lets go hmm?" you approached where he was sitting, slowly tugging his arm. He looks towards you doe eyed, a sheepy grin on his face as he looks up, as if you are all that he sees. "Hi baby, my beautiful girlfriend" he sways a little, holding onto your arm, emphasising on 'beautiful' a bit too loudly. People around look for a brief moment. "Hi baby, now cmon get up" You help him stand up, his arm engulfing you as he holds onto your shoulder. "I- lob you so much" he giggles, kissing the top of your head. You were a blushing mess, barely able to hold him straight. "I love you too. Now, let's go home, hmm?"

born to vamos but forced to ask for a towel at the same time to avoid a time violation 😔

reminiscing how 90% of rafa nadal retirement tributes included roger in them.... his own legacy has roger eternally intertwined, impossible to be extricated. there isn't one without the other; when there is rafa there is roger, and roger, rafa.

Okay I need to finish this fic first, but I really need to write a Carlos fic where the reader is like a genius or something and is getting their degree at one of the Ivy Leagues + is prone to working themselves until burnout. And that happens when they're away from Carlos and he comes to surprise them and he js see's them like asleep on their kitchen homework with piles of books next to them. And then- I just want to Carlos hurt/comfort.

Carlos Moya, Juan Carlos Ferrero, and Rafael Nadal 2005 China Open & 2024 Davis Cup

His husband & his son!

Can you imagine when this race is won?

So many adventures couldn't happen today

So many songs we forgot to play

So many dreams swinging out of the blue,

We (have) let them come true.