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hi i was wondering if you could do gavi fluff where after he scores his first goal of the season or something and the reader starts crying with how she proud of him she is and it’s all fluffy SHDHFHB x

this one is for you-pablo gavi

pairing: pablo gavi x reader

author’s note:i changed it a bit and this one is about his first goal for barcelona,i hope you don’t mind! thank you so much for requesting this,it’s such a cute idea and i hope you will like this as much as i liked writing this :)

word count: 1,000

what is a life without dream? when growing up,everyone looked up to someone as an inspiration. some wanted to be doctors,firefighters,some want to be pilots and be as close as possible to clouds. some literally wanna reach the stars and fly-so they go on to become astronauts. although pablo didn’t wanted to be astronaut or pilot,everyone around him from young age knew sky was his limit. pablo’s dream since he can remember was to play for barcelona under lights of one and only camp nou. dream of million little boys all around the world is about to become a reality for your boy. one of dates he will remember forever is 29th august 2021,when he made his first appearance for barcelona. when you told him he made the history,it wasn’t an exaggeration. just 24 days after his 17th birthday,he became the fourth youngest player to appear for barcelona in la liga. you will never remember how happy he looked when he stepped on that pitch. before the game,he said something that you wrote down when he gets a documentary one day.

“tonight i’m gonna leave my heart on the pitch for every little boy that is dreaming of doing the same. and more importantly,for every girl that believes in them.”

it is safe to say that he fulfilled his promise and you didn’t miss out on a single game ever since then. he was the happiest kid in the world. a thousand things went through his head and he had to admit that he felt bit nervous before. nonetheless,as soon as he stepped on the pitch nerves disappeared when he remembered you were watching him from the stands,as you always did. looking back on it,it was not that long ago when you were still kids. to be fair,pablo is still like a kid but that’s one of the many things you love about him. that is one of things that will never change. not that long ago he broke your window with ball when he was playing on street. even though your dad jokes with him that he still didn’t forgive him for that,everyone knows he loves him like his own son.

a few months went by,but pablo felt like he disappointed you and everyone else around him because he struggled to score. everyone backed him up;from coaches,parents,friend and,of course,teammates in the locker room. his disappointment in himself didn’t go unnoticed by you.after all you knew him better than yourself. everyone noticed his head was down and he wasn’t his usual self. he was undeniably charismatic and light up every room he walked in. naturally,everyone were determined to lift him up just like he did them anytime they needed it.

“your time will come,just be patient and don’t lose your mind over it. i know you wanna prove yourself,but you already exceeded everyone’s expectations and this is only the start.”

“what if i don’t live up to expectations and end up being…average?”

“last time i checked average players don’t start for barcelona at 17 years old and don’t get called golden boy.”

“you are just saying that to make me feel better but thank you.”

“you are adorable when you pout,but seriously don’t be so harsh on yourself.”

“you’re right,enough of pouting…for now. i was thinking,what celebration i should do when i finally score? it’s probably not gonna be today buy yeah…”

“hmm i don’t know,maybe kiss the badge? you always liked to do that.”

“yeah,i might do that one.”

“you know i will always be there and i can’t wait to see that,but don’t stress yourself over it.”

“i love you so much,princesa. are you ready,i don’t want to be late,xavi will kill me.”

“yeah,i’m coming. don’t want you to get in trouble,do we?”

it was hard to point out what exactly gave the impression that tonight would be special,but you just had that feeling. after you found your seat at camp nou before their game against elche,you were soaking up the atmosphere and thinking to yourself that people that have never been at this magical stadium don’t know what are they missing out on. these last few weeks you developed a habit of taking pictures of kids who had pablo’s jersey to show him after games. it still felt so unreal and he couldn’t help but blush everytime you showed him pictures. it reminded him of how proudly wore his iniesta jersey he got for birthday. fast foward to today,now someone is wearing jersey with his name on back. crazy how things can turn around.

you were confident that barcelona will win but in football,anything is possible like pablo always reminded you so you didn’t want to underestimate opponents. first 15 minutes went by quickly and everyone felt more relieved when barcelona scored the opening goal. you were so focused on pablo because you didn’t want to miss anything and truthfully because he was mesmerizing as always. you wanted to take countless photos,but it felt pointless to record during whole match when you can enjoy the moment. thankfully you don’t have to worry about photos because there are tens of photographers on the sideline and you mentally thanked them for their service. few minutes later,you saw him slaloming through their midfield. could this be the moment he was waiting for? it was. for a moment,it felt like the world stopped spinning and the only thing you could hear is announcer screaming his name. you rarely cried,but when you did they were tears of joy. he instinctively kissed the badge and unlike some who do it out of lust,he did it to show undying loyalty to club and fans. to show his loyalty and gratitude for you,he wrote you a message with black marker under his jersey. he revealed “este es para ti princesa<3” and all you could’ve think about is how lucky you were that he was the one that broke windows of your castle. maybe your childhood dreams of being a princess weren’t far-fetched after all. fairytale days were supposed to be over long time ago,yet it didn’t feel like they are ending anytime soon.

the moment i knew m.m

where were you mase?

where were you when i needed you most, when i needed a shoulder to cry on, when i needed someone to get rid of all my insecurities?

where were you?

and i couldn’t help but sit and wait for you to burst the door open and sweep me away with your love and that smile that made me yours in the first place.

i’m happy that you didn’t though, because maybe if you did, i’d still be under that spell you put on me.

the spell that would make butterflies erupt in my tummy whenever it heard your voice and the spell that even if you did the absolute million would make me feel like the happiest girl in the world.

it was cold on that dark winters night, christmas lights glistened as they sat on my window frame, i should be looking at them, but i can’t seem to drag my eyes away from the door.

the door that at any moment, should open and you should step in laughing and apologising about how you got caught up in the traffic.

it’s been god knows how long since i last moved from this chair, an hour or two you would guess but you know it’s probably going on to three hours and yet i still hold on hope.

how come, you haven’t been bothered to come and see me, but the people i barely know come up to me and ask me how i’ve been?

you said you’d be here so why aren’t you here.

you said you’d be a fool to not come tonight and yet I am the one that’s stood in a pretty party dress looking like the fool.

i know that if i attempt to say anything about this to you later, you’d probably brush it under the mat, say it was no big deal.

if it’s no big deal, then how come i’m hurt?

you’d probably also say sorry.

but sorry doesn’t mean sorry to you.

your sorry means nothing but a five lettered word to you.

and i’ve learned that a long time ago and yet i’m still taking it.

i’m envious of those that stand around me in their little huddles, all of them laughing and chatting to their hearts content, whilst i’m just there, waiting for you.

the hours continue to pass by and yet i have got nothing from you, no messages, no calls, no nothing and all i want to do is shrivel up, hide away and be all alone. even though a smile is plastered on my face, all your friends can see through it, they always seem to know, yet you don’t and that’s not fair.

so when i’m all sad and embarrassed at your actions, they’re the ones that are there for me, they’re the ones that are whispering comforting words and hugging me not you. when it should be you. 

they’re the ones that are following me down the hall and into the bathroom.

not you.

they’re the ones that hold me close, when i can’t help but let it out and cry.

not you.

and all i care about is how you broke your promise, that you should’ve been here.

what do you want me to say, when tears are streaming down your face in front of everyone that we know? and what am i meant to say when people are asking for you? just that you didn’t show.

you should’ve been here, if you were then maybe i would still be blinded by love.

but you left me there, standing there in my party dress, which i bought for, wearing my most expensive red lipstick, yet who am i dressed to impress, if you’re not there. they’re all standing around me singing and i think that’s what made realise, that’s the moment i knew. 

and that night, you called me saying ‘sorry that you couldn’t make it’ , and all i could say back, was ‘i’m sorry too’ 

because that was the moment i knew.

champions of europe you’ll never sing that  🎵

no way?? news came out just after i said whoever wrote script for this season doesn’t deserve a raise??

WE GOT OUR 15 POINTS BACK MOOOVEEEEE

everyone tell me ur first football crush NOW

CONGRATS ON 300 FOLLOWERS!! You deserve it so much, I’m obsessed with your work. Could you do ⭐️ #20 with Pedri, pls? That would be so hot I’m not even prepared. Congrats again 💗💗

only you – pedri

anon: sorry this is late but hope you enjoy 🤲🏽

prompt: “breathe through your nose.”

warnings: f!oral, m!oral, handjob, & fuckboy!pedri

the lights of the underground parking were barely lit and only stared back at you. the parking lot almost empty yet the sounds of skin and moans filled it up. it was embarrassing really the way the brunette had you in a chokehold, all he had to do was send you a message and you were already on your knees. fortunately, he was the one on his knees.

“fuck, hermosa i could cum just at the sound of your moans.” he says from in between your legs. (beautiful)

you cum without warning and soon enough you’re the one on your knees getting ready to pleasure him. his smirk was taunting and you knew you’d probably never hear from him for another couple of weeks. your relationship with the midfielder was humiliating yet no one else could make you feel so good.

“bet he doesn’t make you feel as full as i do. bet he doesn’t have you on your knees like i do. hmm.. princesa?” he grabs your jaw forcing you to look straight into his brown eyes. (princess)

you almost roll your eyes at the mention of rodrigo. the random guy in your dms who you’d only talk to for the sake of getting pedri jealous.

“no, pedri. only you.” you can barely answer with the hold he has on your jaw.

“that’s a good girl.” he starts unbuttoning his pants, releasing himself. “now suck.”

you start by licking him from the base to the top. he shudders under you and you get an ego boost. you proceed to swirl your tongue on his tip and leave kisses in the process. you then run your hands from the base to the top making sure to prep him before you take him inside your mouth.

“stop teasing.” he groans.

you take him into your mouth making sure to hollow your cheeks to fit as much as him as possible. he grabs your hair into a ponytail to make the process easier for you and more pleasure worthy for him. you place your hands on what can’t fit into your mouth and move your hands up and down making sure to provide some sort of friction. as you both your head up and down you make sure to leave kisses on his tip.

“fuck, you take me so well.” he moans and hardens the grip on your hair.

it doesn’t take long for him to push himself deeper into your throat. your gags turn him on even more. the fact that he’s the only one you’re willing to suck off somehow turns him on even more and he’s full on thrusting himself into your mouth. you dig your nails deeper into his thighs at the contact of his member and the back your throat. he starts twitching into your mouth and you don’t hesitate before taking him out.

“pero si ya estoy cerca…” he whines. (but i’m so close…)

“you can cum inside my mouth another day but not tonight.” you answer as you sit yourself on his lap.

you make sure to move the bottom of your mini dress even higher before taking his dick into your hand. you rub your hand from his base to the top as fast as you can while simultaneously kissing him. his kisses start to get sloppy as he gets closer to your high and it doesn’t take long for him to cum all over your leg. he leans into your chest to savor the moment.

you stay there for a couple a minutes in that compromising position before he starts fixing your dress. you already know what’s coming next. he’ll tell you he’ll call you only to leave you on delivered for weeks. you know you should feel upset or offended even but you’re dependent on him. pedri had ruined you and you didn’t mind one bit.

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i curse this guy everyday for ruining our beautiful football club 💔