❦ - Love && War Part 2.

IM SCREAMING AND THIS LOWKEY REMINDS ME TO POST THE FICS IN MY DRAFTS THANK YOU BAE

hiii i luv u and ur fics and can i request more joao please? there’s barely anything for him now! similar to your headcanons-what about where he takes makeup off for reader when she’s tired? xoxo

✮ Reverie - João Felix

joão felix x fem!reader

sy: when joão helps you remove your makeup after a tiring day.

a/n: this is just a short drabble until i finish five/six fics which should be published within a week or so! (another one for joão, one for torre, one for hector, one for bernal, one for charles, and maybe one for pedri) & also thank u ily 💓

warnings: no

joão came home late again, finding the house all quiet and eerie. the lights were off, curtains shut and many throwovers wearily scattered along the rim of the sofa.

the only source of light was the faint glow coming from upstairs, as he followed the light, his steps quiet, to end up at the foot of your bedroom door.

he gently pushed it open, the wood creaking at the sudden movement. as he stepped inside into the dim room, it was all similarly still—eerily silent, except for the small lamp set on the nightstand.

instantly, his eyes were drawn to you—already curled up on the bed, half-asleep, your makeup still on from the tiring day you endured.

“hey love,” he whispered, sitting on the edge of the bed. “you forgot to take your makeup off.”

you groaned lightly, eyes barely opening. “too tired.” you murmured something of a sentence and buried your face further into the duvet.

“stay here,” joão ordered mellowly, peppering a kiss to the back of your hand, before disappearing into the bathroom. by now, he was an expert at this routine, and so instinctively rummaged through the cabinets to find the things needed.

a moment later, he returned with a small bowl of warm water, a soft cloth, and some cotton pads saturated with micellar water.

he reclaimed his spot besides you, gently dipping the cloth into the bowl. “let me help you.”

joão began by carefully pressing the damp cloth to your forehead, feeling the tension in your skin ease under his touch.

the brunette wiped at your cheeks, his hands steady and patient as if he were savouring the simple intimacy. each stroke removed a layer of the day—both physically and mentally—as you found yourself sinking further into the plush pillows.

slowly, the exhaustion that had been brewing inside all day seemed to dissipate under his loving devotion.

he moved to your eyes next, the mascara clinging stubbornly to your lashes. his movements were tender, deliberately cautious to not tug or hurt you.

you barely registered the sensation—your body too drained to protest. a hushed sigh of relief escaped your lips, with your eyes glued shut, as his fingertips soothed away the remnants of your makeup.

“almost done,” he muttered. his fingers lingered on your skin a moment longer, appreciating your raw beauty.

to him, makeup or not, you were perfect.

“there, im all finished now.” he murmured, setting the cloth aside. “now you can sleep meu amor.”

you stirred, reaching out to lace his hand with yours and squeezing it lazily. “thank you baby.” your voice still thick with drowsiness.

“anytime,” he chuckled tacitly, circling his thumb the soft curve of your cheek. “get some rest.”

he took his own advice, swiftly settling besides you on his side of the bed. he cradled you close to his chest possessively, as you drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

joão stayed awake for a while longer, listening to your regular heartbeats against his own as he ensured you were fully asleep.

Angst PABLO GAVI PLEASE 🥺

i choose you

credits to the owner!

summary: gavi realized where he made a mistake

warnings: long, angst to comfort, cursing, slighty asshole gavi, and happy end ofc!!

pairing: pablo gavi x fem!reader

request: hey can you do a pablo gavi fanfic where him and the reader are in relationship. and week later you found out that his girl best friend come visit and that's when things are starting to get strange between you and pablo. he always spent time with his best friend more than you. and prioritize her more than you. and that's when you broke down in tears infront of him and he felt very sorry and from now on he always on your side 24/7

taglist: @paucubarsisimp, @barcapix, @joaosnovia

a/n: i combined these two requests 😸

requests are open!

masterlist

It's been five months since you and Gavi have been in a relationship. Everything seemed perfect at first, his jokes that always made you laugh, the way his eyes sparkled when he looked at you - it was like a dream come true. But now something had changed and you couldn't ignore it.

It all started when Pablo informed you that Laura, his best friend, was coming to visit. You heard a lot about her, how close they were, how she was there for him through everything. And at first you were happy for him. You knew how important she was to him, after all, they had known each other for years. But as soon as she showed up, everything started to go wrong between you and Pablo.

You quickly realized that Laura wasn't just any friend. She was someone Pablo considered more important than everyone, including you.

At first you didn't attach much importance to it. After all, Laura was just a friend and she was there long before you. But as the days passed, you couldn't help but notice a subtle change in Pablo's attention. He spent hours with Laura, talking, laughing, and making plans with her. At first you explained him away, telling yourself it was just a visit, that they hadn't seen each other in a while.

But when you tried to schedule a meeting with Gavi, he canceled at the last minute. "Sorry, I'm meeting Laura today," he said in a warm and apologetic voice.

You were really understanding, she was his best friend after all, but when he started pushing you aside over and over again because of her, it started to bother you.

He answered her calls in the middle of the night, not letting her wait. He wrote long text messages with her while you sat next to him. He went with her to various places, weekend meetings. He bought her little gifts to give her something to remember. She even sat in the front seat while you sat in the back and he pretended like you didn't even exist! Once he found time for you, whenever Laura wrote or called, he had to answer her immediately.

You were invisible.

It was exhausting you mentally.

You started comparing yourself to her. What does she have that you don't have? Maybe you're not enough or he just pretend? Maybe Pablo actually has feelings for her and not for you, but he is with you to pretend to be in front of her?

Such thoughts were killing you from the inside and you couldn't get rid of them. Many times you lay awake at night, unable to stop thinking. You shed tears over this boy, unable to find a reasonable explanation as to why he did this. It was so good between you two.

Still, Gavi would text you late at night, apologizing for not being able to see you, telling you how much he missed you, but whenever you saw him, his attention was always on her. It hurt more than you wanted to admit.

Once, Pablo even invited you to his place, but as soon as you entered, you saw Laura lounging on the couch. They both seemed deep in conversation, laughing as if they hadn't seen each other in years instead of just a few hours. You smiled weakly, but the smile quickly faded because Pablo didn't even look your way, didn't even acknowledge your presence, he was too busy giving her his full attention, and you couldn't shake the feeling that you were the third wheel of the cart in your own relationship.

You decided to leave them alone, slipping away unnoticed. Part of you wanted to stay, but the other part of you just couldn't bear to see Gavi ignore you again.

A few minutes later you found yourself back in your bed, trying to hold back the tears. Your lonely moment was interrupted by the sound of the phone.

pablito: amor, where are you? why didn't you come? :(

You stared at the phone screen in disbelief. If only he knew...

you: I don't feel well, I won't come.

You lied, although not completely, because you felt mentally at the end of your rope.

pablito: come to you to take care of you?;(

You sighed, groaning in frustration. Somewhere out there was your boyfriend, who was having a momentary blind spot, and you didn't know what to do about it.

you: no need, I'll just go to sleep :)

pablito: goodnight, princesa!! <3 may you feel better afterwards :D

You frowned. He gave up too quickly, he hadn't done that before, being the most stubborn man you've ever met. You turned off your phone and actually went to sleep, at least for a moment to turn off your brain that was making it difficult for you to fall asleep.

Gavi made time for you two days later, so you decided to confront him without beating around the bush.

"Pablo?" you asked and he just hummed to let you know he was listening to you while he continued to look at his phone, which annoyed you. "Is everything okay between us?" you finally asked the question that was bothering you.

He looked from his phone to you, frowning in confusion.

"Yes, why wouldn't things be okay between us?" he combed his hair, looking at you questioningly.

Was he serious? You sighed softly, blinking rapidly. Did you wonder if he really didn't see how much he hurt you over the last few days?

"It's just... You spend so much time with Laura that I feel like you've forgotten about me" you confessed what was on your heart.

You heard a snort.

“You're being dramatic” he blurted out, and your heart lurched.

"Am I being dramatic?" you asked in disbelief, you didn't recognize who your boyfriend was.

"Yeah, Laura's just my friend" he shrugged, still scrolling through his phone.

"A friend I shouldn't worry about?" you narrowed your eyes at him and he shot you a glare. "Am I your girlfriend or is she?" you added furiously.

"Can you stop making things up?" he snorted, and your heated exchange was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. “It's Laura, I have to answer” he said and then he left the room and you sat there in disbelief.

“You're fucking ridiculous, Gavira” you whispered to yourself, standing abruptly from the table.

You decided that you wouldn't spend the evening with your boyfriend because of his friend, so you furiously took your things and left his house without saying a word.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

Three days had passed since the situation at Gavi's house, and you couldn't count how many tears you had shed because of your boyfriend. You were lucky that you lived alone and no one stood over you and asked you "what happened" questions.

You didn't know what was happening. Gavi cut back on texting you, not even bothering to text you after you left, just accepting the fact that you left his house without saying a word.

You felt very lonely when you were in a relationship. It shouldn't have been like this.

You still cared about him very much, he was your boyfriend. You loved him with all your heart. You understood that he was close to his friend, but this had gone too far. You felt like the second option, you always felt like that. You were never anyone's first choice and you should be used to it, but when you met Pablo you hoped that would change.

Oh, how wrong you were.

Your thoughts tormented you even more than before, you fell into a trance. You felt like crying all the time and you even wondered if Gavi had ever really loved you and if breaking up with him wouldn't be a better solution.

When you were lying in bed that evening, crying your eyes out again and wondering what was wrong with you, Pablo texted you, asking if you would come over to his place because he was bored.

Your blood boiled after reading this news. He only remembers me when he's bored?! you thought.

You quickly got ready before leaving and went to his house to make things clear. You were fed up with his behavior.

“Gavi, we need to talk” you said as soon as you entered. Anger was written all over your face.

He frowned at your furious tone.

"Sure, what do you want to talk about, honey? And I told you not to call me Gavi" he said, inviting you to join him on the couch.

You took a deep breath and then, glaring at him, said. “I think we should break up” you confessed, your voice breaking mid-sentence. Those words hurted more than you thought.

Pablo opened his eyes wide, looking at you with concern.

"Amor, why do you think that?" he asked, reaching out to grab yours, but you pulled away with tears in your eyes.

"Do you even love me, Pablo?" you asked, brushing off his question, and Gavi became more and more confused.

"Of course I love you, mi princesa. I love you with all my heart!" he said, feeling his chest sink from your words. "What do you mean you want to break up?" he asked with tears in his eyes.

"You better think about who your girlfriend really is, you know?" you said. "For the past two weeks, you've been pushing me away for Laura. You've made me feel alone in the relationship, like I'm the third wheel of the cart around you" you continued.

“I just feel like I'm losing you, Pablo” your voice was barely above a whisper, your heart was slowly falling apart. “I feel invisible… like I mean nothing to you anymore” a lone tear fell from your eye.

There was a moment of silence and Gavi's face fell, the tension between you could be felt from a mile away.

"I've been feeling like a shadow in my own relationship for two weeks now. You're so wrapped up in Laura... spending all your time with her, leaving me... well, completely alone" you confessed.

Gavi opens his mouth to say something, but you interrupt him, your voice full of emotion.

"I don't know when it happened, but I feel like one day I woke up and realized that you weren't the same anymore. You stopped giving me time. I was sitting in the backseat of the car, barely being a part of your life, while you laughed and joked with Laura as if I wasn't even there. I was always in the background" you continued your monologue.

Your throat tightens, your voice cracking as you try to swallow the huge lump in your throat. Gavi's face falls as he listens to your words, his eyes pained and regretful.

"I-I tried to understand, I really tried to convince myself that I was being irrational... but every time you left me for her, every time you made me feel like a third wheel of the cart, it was too much. S-so I started asking myself if d-do you love me at all and shouldn't you be with Laura and not with m-me?" you sobbed, you felt yourself falling apart and tears rolled down your cheeks.

Gavi's expression falters, he looks down, guilt streaming down his face, he felt like his heart was falling to pieces. He shook his head, his voice low and apologetic.

"I never intended to make you feel this way, I never intended to hurt you. I just... I guess I let myself get lost" he admitted.

"Lost? With Laura? Are you kidding me?" you huff, laughing, but it's empty, the hint of joy that was once in your voice gone. "She's your best friend, I know. But I'm your girlfriend, Gavi! We're supposed to be a team, not something that's an accessor!" you narrowed your eyes at him, nervous.

Gavi clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles white. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes for a moment, clearly struggling with his emotions.

"You're right... I was distant. But it's not about Laura, it's about me" he started and you looked at him curiously.

"I pushed you away because I didn't know how to reconcile you and her without anyone getting hurt, which I clearly failed at, I did it in the worst way" his voice was full of guilt. "I didn't want to admit it, but I was afraid. I was afraid of losing my friendship with Laura, but I was more afraid of losing you" he confessed.

You frowned, shaking your head, feeling a mix of frustration and confusion.

"Then why didn't you talk to me? Why did you let me feel like I was bothering you?" you huffed.

Gavi's eyes soften as he looks at you, the guilt in his gaze now so deep it almost chokes you. He moves closer to you, reaching for your hand again. You hesitate before letting him grab it.

"I was an idiot and I was selfish. I thought I could balance everything and I messed up terribly. I didn't realize I was making you feel small, like you didn't matter to me. It was the last thing I ever wanted. I'm really sorry, amor" he rubbed your knuckle gently, looking at you with teary eyes.

Your heart aches as you look at his face, which is a mixture of pain and regret. You sit in complete silence for a moment, the sound of your heavy breathing filling the void between you.

"That's why I don't know if I can keep doing this, Pablo. If I'm only going to be the second choice... I can't keep pretending that everything is fine when I feel so alone" you decide to break the silence, your voice much quieter than before.

Gavi's breath caught and his hand moved to your cheek, wiping away your tears, stroking it gently, looking at you with pleading eyes filled with fear.

"Please don't say that" he swallowed the large lump in his throat that continued to grow. "Please don't think that you are more important than her or anyone. You are everything to me. You always meant everything to me. I just... I got scared, I was lost and I didn't know how to fix it later, how to show you how much I care about you" he said in a desperate voice, tears also streaming down his cheeks.

Tears come to your eyes again and you blink rapidly to clear them away, your heart pounding in your chest like it's about to burst. You stare at your boyfriend's face with teary eyes, searching for the truth in his words. You've heard promises before in your life, but this feels different. He looks at you with such raw honesty that it almost breaks you.

"I would love to believe you, Pablo. But I need you to show it to me. I need you to make me feel like I'm not invisible to you" you looked down at the ground.

Gavi nodded, taking your every word to heart. His voice is thick with emotion, raw with the weight of his mistake.

"I'll show you, I swear. I'll prove to you every day that you're not invisible. That you're everything to me. You're my priority, amor" he whispered, caressing your cheek.

“Then show it to me” you looked at him again.

A long silence stretches between you. You slowly release a shaky breath, and for the first time in two weeks you feel a glimmer of hope. Maybe this was the beginning of something better, maybe all was not lost yet.

You looked at him in silence, still holding his hand, and for the first time in a long time you allowed yourself to believe that maybe, just maybe, you could get through this.

“I really have hope in you, Pablo” your voice continued to crack, you were a bundle of emotions.

Gavi smiled at you, his smile soft and relieved, his eyes glazed over with tears. For a moment you felt as if the world had stopped.

The silence between you was filled with a new kind of warmth, and a connection has formed between you. You finally feel the tension between you dissipate and the weight that has been resting in your chest for so long, dissapear. Gavi's hand tightens around yours, his thumb brushing against your skin in a way that feels like a promise.

Gavi looked at you with eyes full of determination to fight for you, the deep sincerity in them a silent reassurance. He leans closer, his voice soft but firm.

"I know I fucked up and I can't take back the past, but I'm going to fix it. I'll fight for us, baby. I want to show you every day how much you mean to me. You deserve it. I want you, not just now. I want you forever" he confessed.

You feel your heart flutter in your chest, your doubts slowly dissipating with each word he speaks. His eyes search yours as if trying to read your soul, and for the first time in so long, you could see in them the deep love he had for you that you had doubted. It's not just about what he says, but what he feels and what he shows, you finally felt it.

"Are you serious?" you asked uncertainly.

“I mean every word I say” he said firmly, looking into your beautiful eyes.

You sighed, your lips curving into a small but tender smile. It was the kind of smile that hadn't been on your face in a long time, one that seemed natural, carefree.

You leaned towards him, your voice barely above a whisper.

"Okay, Gavira... but you have to promise me something" you blurted out.

Gavi's eyes widen slightly, a mischievous glint appearing in them, and his usual mischievous smile returns to his face, feeling hope rising within him.

“Whatever you say, I will do everything” he confessed, pulling your hands to his rapidly beating heart.

"No more ignoring me for Laura. No more leaving me in the backseat. If I'm your girlfriend, I want to feel like your girlfriend, not her!" you said sternly, frowning slightly.

Gavi's face lights up with a gentle laugh and his hand gently cups your face, wiping the remnants of tears from your heated cheeks.

"Deal. I'll make sure you always sit in the front seat. You're the one I want to have with me, always" he kissed your nose lightly, a little hesitantly, but you could feel some kind of reassurance in it.

Your heart sped up as you felt the sincerity radiating from his words, the weight of his promise wrapping around you like a warm blanket. You sit across from each other on the couch in his living room for a while longer, just enjoying the peaceful silence, the tension completely gone.

Then Gavi, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, suddenly leans down and plants a quick kiss on your forehead, making you laugh a little.

"I'm going to spoil you a lot from now on, okay? You're not going to run away from dates and flowers and all the cheesy things that I know you secretly love" he said, pulling you closer to him, and you didn't resist this time.

You were happy to have your boyfriend back.

At least you hoped so.

You just giggle and playfully roll your eyes.

"It's so cheesy, isn't it?" you laughed lightly.

"Okay, okay... maybe not cheesy, but I'm definitely going to pay you a lot more attention. I owe you that and more" he looked at you with the look of a kicked puppy.

Your confession really hit him hard. It was never his plan to make you feel this way. He always wanted to protect you from things like this, but he ended up being the one who hurt you. It wasn't supposed to be this way.

You smile, feeling warmth spread across your chest. It was the feeling of being loved, truly seen, that you missed so much. You finally feel like your Gavi is back, the one who makes you laugh out loud, the one who knows you better than anyone else.

"Fine, I'll take it... just don't make it too cheesy, okay?" you asked.

"Oh, you'll survive, honey" he chuckled, kissing you briefly on the temple.

You both laugh quietly, that kind of easy, natural laugh that fills the air with lightness. The awkwardness was long gone, replaced by a feeling of comfort and confidence. Gavi wraps his arms around you, pulling you even closer to him. You look at each other with touched eyes, wanting to convey to each other in a non-verbal way what strong feelings you have for each other.

"You know, I was really afraid of losing you. I thought maybe I was just not enough for you" you added.

Gavi's smile softens, his fingers gently tracing circles on your arm.

"You're more than enough, amor. You're everything I ever wanted and needed. I'm so sorry for making you feel different" he rested his forehead against yours, the guilt still lingering within him.

You look into his eyes, your heart filling with love. You lean into him even more, closing your eyes as you take a deep breath, trying to calm the frantic beating of your heart. The world seems perfect right now, as if all the confusion and loneliness were just temporary clouds passing through your relationship.

“Thank you, Pablo” you whispered, opening your eyes to look into his large brown ones, which were looking at you with great tenderness.

"You don't have to thank me. Just let me make it up to you every day. I won't ever again and I don't want to disrespect you" he squeezed your hands tightly, signaling that he was here.

You sit there for a while, your hands intertwined, your hearts synchronized in a rhythm of love and understanding. For the first time in ages, you feel completely at peace.

"Are you sure you're not going to push me away again?" you ask to make sure.

Gavi's answer is simple and obvious, but it's the most important thing he's ever said.

"I promise. I choose you" he confessed, his voice radiating sincerity. "I love you so much, mi vida" he whisper.

"I love you too, Pablito" you smiled at him and he kissed your nose again.

The storm inside your head has calmed down and the world outside has faded away. All that mattered right now was you – together, strong and ready for whatever came next.

Pablo cupped your cheek after a moment, connecting your lips in a kiss that was like a promise. It was filled with every emotion you felt today, from longing, to regret and guilt, to the love that filled you.

When you pulled away, you hugged him tightly, sighing loudly. For the first time in two weeks, you smile fully against his chest, feeling his arms hug your figure tightly and his lips kiss the top of your head. Your heart finally feels lighter. You knew things would get better from now on. You trusted Gavi and knew he would do anything to fix the situation between you.

The next days were decisive. Pablo made sure that his words would be proven by his actions. He canceled all plans with Laura to spend time with you, checked on you when you needed him, and always made sure you knew how important you were to him.

He planned special dates, stayed up late talking to you, wanted to make sure you felt secure in your relationship again.

And slowly everything started to heal. As doubts crept into your mind again, you didn't have to wait long for reassurance. He was always there for you, showing you every day that his heart belonged to you. And for the first time in days, you felt calm.

One evening, as you sat together on the couch, with his arm around you, he turned to you with a soft smile.

"I'm sorry again, amor, that it took me so long to see how much I hurt you. I didn't deserve you, but know that from now on, I'm always on your side. You're everything to me" he confessed, looking at you tenderly.

And this time you didn't need any more words. You kissed him, feeling the weight of all your worries lift as you finally knew that Pablo had chosen you.

The shadow of doubt that had been hanging over you finally disappeared, replaced by the security of knowing that Pablo was truly there for you, every step of the way.

He made sure every day that he showed you that you were the most important thing to him. His actions spoke louder than any apology and you knew that even though he had made a mistake, he was committed to making things right.

No more guesswork, no more heartache. Just you two, together, stronger than ever.

if you like this, please like, reblog or comment 🫶🏻

❦ - ivy.

summary:: you’re in love with gavi, and loves you too, but the distance is breaking you.

warnings:: angst??

writers note:: WHY AM I LOWKEY COOKING. fics under 500 words are so easy like why’d i write this in like half an hour im getting somewhere 😍. ALSO DIV CREDS TO RIGHTFUL OWNER I JS FORGOT WHO IT BELONGS TO

tags:: @barcapix ; lmk if u wanna be added

There’s an ache in your chest, the kind you can’t name. The kind that only seems to surface when Gavi’s beside you.

It’s not that you don’t love him; you do. More than you probably should. But tonight, the silence feels heavier, the air charged with things neither of you dare to say.

He’s sprawled across the couch, hair messy from your fingers earlier. The game’s on in the background, but neither of you are watching. You’re tucked into his side, your head resting on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart.

‘I wish it didn’t feel like this sometimes,’ you murmur, your voice barely above a whisper.

Gavi’s fingers pause where they’ve been tracing lazy circles on your arm. ‘Like what?’

You pull back slightly to meet his eyes, and the question hangs between you. The weight of it, the truth of it.

‘Like we’re holding on too tight.’

His face softens, but there’s a flicker of something else there, too; fear, maybe, or recognition. ‘You’re all I’ve got,’ he says, so simply it makes your chest hurt.

The thing is, you believe him. And maybe that’s why it feels like this sometimes, like you’re tethered to each other by something too fragile to last. You love him so much it terrifies you, and some part of you knows he feels the same. But love like this,it burns too hot. Leaves scars.

‘We’re okay,’ he says, his voice steady now. ‘Aren’t we?’

You hesitate for a moment too long, and his hand tightens on your arm. ‘Tell me we’re okay,’ he pleads, his eyes searching yours.

You nod, because the truth is you don’t know how to live without him anymore. Because even when it hurts, he’s still the only person you want to come home to.

‘We’re okay,’ you say softly, and the relief in his expression almost breaks you.

He leans down, presses a kiss to your forehead, and pulls you closer. ‘I don’t care if we’re a mess,’ he murmurs. ‘As long as you’re mine.’

And for now, it’s enough.

Because even if this love isn’t perfect, it’s yours. And even if it hurts, it’s home.

saira i have an idea

what if i send you a joao fic idea everyday until i die (have to go offline)

how about yes! i have a few other fics (a LOT of kenan and cubarsi but i have a draft for a joao one u requested 👅

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 ⁻ gavi

warnings: none

face claim: estelle behnke

pairing: pablo gavi x reader (soft launch)

𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽𐬼𐬽

story posted by aurorapaezg

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pablogavi: ❤️

user1: is this gavis girlfriend?

user2: AURORA WHO IS THISSSS

user3: WHOOOOOOOOO ISSSS ITTTT

user4: please who is she

user5: tell your brother my phone number is *redacted* TELL HIM TO HIT ME UPP

user6: is that you or someone else in the photo?

⇝ aurorapaezg: it’s not me! it’s a friend of my brothers 💞

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yourusername: sevilla 🌴

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user1: do y’all know who else is in seville…gavi

aurorapaezg: guapísima 💕

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user2: WHAT CAMERA IS THIS?!???

user3: what’s gavi doing right now?

⇝ user4: why would she know

⇝ user3: they’re dating…

⇝ user4: no they aren’t…

user5: hear me out, her and gavi are on holiday together

user6: the breeze blowing her dress was a paid actor

user7: gorgeous

user8: vogue beauty secrets when?

⇝ user9: she’s not that popular 💀

yourfriend1: face card is deadly even when you can’t see it

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user10: gavi don’t be shy comment

user11: do you like barça?

user12: I can already see the hate comments rolling in

⇝ user13: gavi and princess leonor fangirls lmao

user14: can we talk about the view 😍

yourfriend2: is secret guy there?

⇝ yourusername: stfu this isn’t private messages

⇝ yourfriend2: oops sorry?

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user15: cásate conmigo 🫦

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pablogavi: 🤍

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user1: what on earth, first fermin, now gavi

⇝ user2: it’s okay, the only thing pedri has is a dog

⇝ user1: you right, you right

user3: AWWWW THEYRE MATCHINNGGG

user4: cutie

user5: the first photo is too good to be taken by a man, he has a girlfriend 100%

user6: my heart is ruptured

user7: hold up, the back of the girls head looks like yourusername

⇝ user8: maybe it’s just aurora?

⇝ user7: no he would’ve tagged her, also auroras hair is lighter

user9: gavi lets have a talk about this

user10: I want to bite his arm

⇝ user11: i want you to turn your phone off

user12: it’s obviously yourusername, her friend liked this post and so did she

user13: what if it’s princess leonor !!

⇝ user14: get out, it’s not

user15: maybe it’s just a friend?

user16: im just admiring the sunset in the second picture, have fun being nosy

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yourusername: three of my favorite pieces from yesterday ✨

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pablogavi: 📸😍

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user1: ITS THE SAME BACKGROUND AS GAVISS POSTT

user2: the white dress is the same

user3: I don’t like u

⇝ user4: gavi doesn’t know you exist 🥰

user4: the camera makes everything look so pretty 🤩

⇝ user5: looks like she used the same camera for gavis photo

user6: they’re so “secreto” by karol g & anuel

yourfriend1: background is almost prettier than u

⇝ pablogavi: stop trying to steal her

user7: gavis reply to that girls comment 🥲🥲

user8: I bet they just met lol

user9: maybe it’s just a coincidence

⇝ user10: oh yeah because she just happens to be at the same place as him at the same time and hangs out with his sister

user11: I’m noting that the way to have a footballer fall in love with you is to become besties with their sister

aurorapaezg: que hermosa eres

⇝ yourusername: 💖

user12: the fangirls are so obsessed

user13: gavi dating an influencer is embarrassing for him 😃

⇝ user14: no it isn’t?

user15: and suddenly the second bird flew from the coop

⇝ user16: pedri next

yourfriend2: I know nothing 😇😇

⇝ yourfriend3: me neither!

⇝ yourfriend1: samesies !

⇝ pedri: yo tampoco !

user17: the comments of pedri and her friends 🤨

⇝ user18: pedri just wanted to join the trend

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yourusername: i had a very special photographer for this one

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pablogavi: 🙈

⇝ yourusername: 🙈

user1: the photographer was gavi 😭😖

user2: the dress is perfect 🤩

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user3: im in awe

user4: dayum gavi knows how to take photos

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user5: she looks like she smells good

user6: why does gavi communicate in emojis

yourfriend2: you can’t be human

⇝ yourusername: but i am? what are you taking about

⇝ yourfriend2: YOU DONT GET IT

user7: this reminded me to wash my hair and get out of bed

user8: princess leonor > her

⇝ user9: why do you people always have to bring her up? this post doesn’t have anything to do with her. she’s really pretty but her and gavi are never gonna be together, stop comparing

user10: that background is immaculate

⇝ user11: alright shakespeare or one of those like word makers

⇝ user10: huh?

⇝ user11: let me word that better, you word things like my great grandmother

user12: 🥰😍✨

user13: how prettttttttyyyy

yourfriend1: art

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yourusername: date night 🍷🍝

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aurorapaezg: más lindo pareja del mundo✨

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pablogavi: guapísima cómo siempre

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Please make on with kenan and how he has a model gf and gets jealous when fans ship her and her co-workers saying they have more chemistry then her and kenan and likes he’s jealous when reader tells him “I have a kelvin clain shoot with __” and he’s just angry and jealous and then you can do the rest

❦ - ‘who’s jeans..?’

summary:: you’re a famous model dating kenan yildiz but he gets jealous when you’re set to model with a guy that people have been shipping you with on the internet.

warnings:: self doubt, idfk atp

writers note:: okay so i wanna get as much done before school starts as possible but still please feel free to continue requesting bc i read all of them as soon as i get them and i love them smmmm! ALSO NOTE TO MENTION THAT THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE PUBLISHED LIKE 4 HOYRS AGO??

tags:: @barcapix @n0vazsq @httpsdana @paucubarsisimp ; lmk if u wanna be added or removed!

kenan never considered himself the jealous type. he trusted you, knew you loved him, and never doubted it, until the internet started saying otherwise.

it started small, fans commenting under your instagram posts, comparing you and your co stars, the models you worked with. ‘they have so much chemistry,’ they’d say. ‘they’d make such a perfect couple.’

at first, he ignored it. he knew the industry, knew how people talked. but then, the edits started popping up. tiktok after tiktok of you laughing with another model, posing together, staged moments turned into something more by eager fans. ‘this is what real chemistry looks like,’ someone commented under one. ‘way better than her and kenan.’

he never let it show. never mentioned it. but the frustration built up, simmering just beneath the surface.

and then, one night, you were lying in bed beside him, scrolling through your emails, when you spoke, casual, unaware of the storm brewing inside him.

‘i have a calvin klein shoot with gabriel next week.’

he stiffened. ‘who?’

you glanced at him, confused by his tone. ‘gabriel, why?’

he scoffed, shaking his head. ‘of course it’s him.’

you frowned. ‘kenan, what’s wrong?’

he turned to you, jaw tight. ‘do you even see what people say about you two? or do you just ignore it?’

your brows furrowed. ‘kenan, it’s just work.’

he laughed, but there was no humor in it. ‘yeah? because the internet seems to think you two should be together instead of us.’

you sighed, placing your phone down. ‘kenan, you know that’s not true.’

but he just looked away, arms crossed, jealousy burning in his chest.

you reach for his arm, fingers curling around his bicep gently, but he doesn’t relax. his jaw is still clenched, gaze fixed on a point far away, lost in his thoughts.

'kenan,' you murmur, shifting closer to him, your thigh brushing against his under the covers. 'look at me.'

he hesitates before finally meeting your eyes, and the frustration there twists something in your chest. he looks vulnerable beneath the anger, and that vulnerability makes your heart ache.

'i don’t care what they say,' you say softly, your fingers tracing slow circles on his arm. 'they don’t know us. they see a picture, a video, and think they understand. but they don’t.'

he exhales sharply, running a hand through his hair. 'yeah, but it’s everywhere. i open my phone and it’s just… him. you. people saying you should be with him instead of me. like i’m some... placeholder.'

'your brain is lying to you,' you reply, a small smile tugging at your lips. 'you’re not a placeholder. you’re it for me, kenan.'

he shakes his head, still not fully convinced, and you sigh, leaning forward to press a kiss to his cheek. 'you know how many people tell me i’m lucky to be with you? how many girls would kill to be in my place?' you pause, lips brushing against his jaw. 'but i don’t care about them. i care about you. about us.'

he softens a bit, his hand finally coming to rest on your thigh. 'it’s just... hard not to get in my head about it.'

'i know,' you whisper. 'but next week? when i’m at that shoot? i’ll be thinking about how i get to come home to you. how no camera or photoshoot can compare to this.' you gesture between you two. 'this is real. everything else is just noise.'

his lips quirk up at the corners, and you can see the tension easing from his shoulders. 'you really have a way of shutting me up, huh?'

'one of my many talents,' you tease, grinning when he finally laughs.

he pulls you into his arms then, burying his face in your neck. 'i just hate the idea of anyone thinking they could be better for you.'

'nobody is,' you promise, threading your fingers through his hair. 'nobody even comes close.'

he hums, pressing a kiss to your collarbone. 'just... promise me you won’t fall for him when he starts flexing or whatever during that shoot.'

you snort, smacking his shoulder playfully. 'please. you really think anyone else can compete with you? have you looked in a mirror, kenan? unfair levels of handsome.'

'you’re biased,' he mumbles, though his tone is lighter now, more playful.

'yeah,' you agree, 'biased because i’m in love with you.'

he pulls back just enough to look at you, eyes searching yours. 'yeah?'

'yeah,' you nod. 'so no more jealousy, okay? or at least... less of it. you’re too pretty to be frowning this much.'

he grins, finally fully relaxing. 'fine. but i’m picking you up from that shoot. just to make sure this guy knows you’re taken.'

'love when you get all possessive,' you tease, leaning in to kiss him softly. 'but seriously, you have nothing to worry about.'

'guess i just really like you or something,' he murmurs against your lips.

'good,' you smile, 'because i really like you too. even when you’re being a jealous dork.'

he laughs again, pulling you tighter against him. 'just don’t make me fight a model, okay? i can’t have that on my record.'

'no promises,' you joke, kissing him once more as the tension between you finally melts away.

gang i got a req to write a joao felix fic and honestly im contemplating whether i should start writing one bc NO ONE IS MAKING JOAO FICS BRO 💔 so uhhh lmk and give me requests i’ll be making fics ab anyone atp as long as y’all will read it

sophia weber icons and fc bayern/lanadelrey lyric headers plzzzz love you!!!🤍🤍🤍

can I request a fluff where reader is Pedri’s twin sister and her boyfriend gets her pregnant, but leaves, and so reader moves in with Pedri and Fer in their house and basically it’s just Pedri trying to figure out how to take care of his niece? thank youuuu 😀

❦ - complicated.

warnings:: none?

writers notes:: so as it seems, actually i DO have more fics that ive been sorta avoiding js bc these have been in my inbox for longer but i have started on them! so for marc bernal, joao felix, xavi simons and omar marmoush, you have to wait baby

tags:: @barcapix @n0vazsq @httpsdana @paucubarsisimp @universefcb @mariejuli @nngkay

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you had never expected your life to take such a turn. just a few months ago, you were living your life like any normal young woman, full of plans and dreams. then came the news, you were pregnant, and the father of your child, the one you thought would be there, walked away without a second glance. it wasn’t how you imagined things would go, but here you were, ready to raise a child on your own.

except you weren’t alone.

your twin brother, pedri, made sure of that. when you needed somewhere to stay, he opened his arms and his home to you. he insisted you move in with him, giving you a safe place to stay as you navigated this unexpected chapter in your life. pedri, especially, never hesitated. despite his busy career and lifestyle, he made it clear that his family always came first.

as the weeks passed, you found yourself adjusting to your new reality. the emotional rollercoaster of being pregnant was hard enough, but then there were all the practical things you never thought about, how to handle the sickness, the exhaustion, the constant worrying about your future and your baby. but through it all, you had pedri by your side.

pedri, especially, had always been the one to take care of you. no matter what you needed, no matter how much of a mess you were in, he was always there. but now, with a baby on the way, he was taking his role of “uncle pedri” to a whole new level.

one afternoon, pedri walked into the living room, looking unusually serious. you were sitting on the couch, your hand resting on your belly, feeling the baby move inside. he stood there for a moment, looking like he was trying to figure something out.

‘so,’ he said, his voice hesitant, ‘i’ve been thinking. we need to figure out how to take care of her when she’s here.’

you raised an eyebrow, glancing up at him. ‘you? take care of her?’

pedri plopped down on the couch beside you, looking more than a little nervous. ‘i mean… i’m her uncle, right? i have to help, but i don’t really know what to do. i’ve never… well, i’ve never had to take care of a baby before. like, really take care of one.’

you couldn’t help but smile at his nervousness. ‘it’s okay, you’ll figure it out. it’s not as hard as it seems, i promise. she’ll need the basics, like diapers, bottles… and a whole lot of love.’

he nodded, clearly relieved but still uncertain. ‘diapers, got it. bottles, no problem. but what about… i don’t know, when she cries or when she’s upset? how do i know what to do?’

you chuckled softly, giving him a reassuring look. ‘you’ll know. it’s all about listening to her. babies are just… they’re a lot of work, but they’re also so simple. when she’s hungry, you feed her. when she’s tired, you let her sleep. when she’s fussy, you just hold her until she feels better. i promise, you’ll pick it up.’

pedri looked a little more relaxed, but the concern was still there. he placed a hand on your shoulder, his voice soft. ‘i just want to make sure i’m doing everything right. for you, and for her.’

you smiled warmly at him, your heart swelling with gratitude. ‘you’re already doing great, pedri. just being here for me is all i could ask for.’

the weeks passed, and pedri became more and more involved in the preparations for your baby. he went from asking about diaper brands to learning how to swaddle a baby, and he never hesitated to ask you questions whenever he was unsure. it was endearing to watch him step into his role as an uncle, and it made your heart ache to know how much he cared.

one night, as you were sitting at the kitchen table, preparing a late night snack, pedri walked in, looking exhausted but still with that familiar warmth in his eyes. he leaned against the counter, watching you as you worked.

‘you okay?’ he asked softly.

you looked up at him and smiled, but this time, there was a hint of vulnerability in your gaze. ‘yeah, i’m fine. just… i don’t know, it’s a lot sometimes, you know?’

pedri’s face softened, and he moved to sit next to you. ‘hey, i’m here. we’re in this together, remember? i’m gonna make sure you have everything you need, and i’m gonna be the best uncle i can be. you don’t have to do this alone.’

his words hit you right in the chest, and you felt your eyes water. you’d never known how much you needed to hear those words until now. pedri wasn’t just being an amazing brother, he was being the support you needed, and you were so grateful for it.

‘thank you,’ you whispered, your voice thick with emotion. ‘you don’t know how much this means to me.’

pedri gave you a small, reassuring smile. ‘i’m your twin, y/n. i’ll always be here for you. always.’

you hugged him tightly, feeling the weight of everything start to lift, knowing that with pedri by your side, you weren’t alone anymore. together, you would figure this out, and nothing could take away the bond you shared.

epilogue::

a few months had passed since the day you moved in with pedri. the baby was almost here, and your life had started to settle into a routine, a new normal that you were slowly growing accustomed to. pedri had been everything you needed, more than just a brother, he was your rock, and he had truly stepped up to be the best uncle.

the day you had been anticipating had finally come. the hospital room was a whirlwind of activity, but all you could focus on was the tiny little life you were about to meet. pedri, as always, was right there by your side, holding your hand through every contraction, whispering words of encouragement, and making you laugh when you felt like crying.

after what felt like an eternity, your daughter was born, small, fragile, but perfect. you held her in your arms for the first time, tears brimming in your eyes as you stared at the miracle in front of you.

pedri stood by your side, his eyes wide with awe as he looked at the baby. he gently leaned down and kissed your forehead, his voice soft. ‘she’s perfect, y/n. you did it. we did it.’

you smiled up at him, the exhaustion from labor suddenly fading away as the overwhelming love for your little girl filled your heart. ‘we did it,’ you echoed, your voice shaky with emotion. ‘she’s ours, pedri. we’re gonna be okay.’

the days that followed were filled with sleepless nights, diaper changes, and a lot of learning. but through it all, pedri was there, always willing to help, always ready to step in whenever you needed him. he wasn’t just an uncle anymore, he was a protector, a guide, and most of all, a constant source of support for both you and your daughter.

one evening, as you were sitting on the couch, holding your baby, pedri came in from the kitchen with a bottle of water and a smile on his face. ‘hey,’ he said, sitting beside you. ‘how’s my little niece doing?’

you looked down at your daughter, who was peacefully sleeping in your arms. ‘she’s perfect,’ you said softly. ‘and so are you.’

pedri laughed and shook his head. ‘no, i’m just trying to keep up. i don’t know how you do it, y/n. you’re amazing.’

you leaned your head on his shoulder, feeling the warmth of his support and love. ‘i couldn’t do it without you, pedri. you’re the best brother anyone could ask for. you’re not just an uncle, you’re a father figure to her too.’

pedri’s expression softened, his eyes tender. ‘i’m just glad i could be here for you. for both of you.’

the days turned into weeks, and as the months passed, you began to see how much pedri’s bond with his niece grew. he wasn’t just an uncle in title, he was her protector, her playmate, and her biggest supporter. watching the two of them together, laughing and bonding over simple moments, made your heart swell with pride. pedri had become everything you knew he would be, an amazing brother and an even more amazing uncle.

life had a way of surprising you, but one thing was for certain, no matter what happened, you would always have your twin brother by your side. and together, you would continue to write this new chapter in your lives, full of love, laughter, and the joy of having a family that stuck together through thick and thin.

as you sat with pedri, watching your daughter sleep peacefully in your arms, you realized that despite the challenges, you were never really alone. you had the family you needed, and nothing could take that away from you.

Jude Bellingham Reads Thirst Tweets About Himself

Jude Bellingham x Reader

The camera is set up, and Jude Bellingham sits comfortably on the couch, holding your phone. He looks at you, already suspicious.

“You really got me reading thirst tweets?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.

You nod excitedly. “Yup! And no backing out.”

Jude sighs but smirks. “Alright, let’s get this over with.” He scrolls and immediately widens his eyes. “Nah, this one’s crazy.”

He clears his throat dramatically before reading, “‘Jude Bellingham could ruin my life, and I’d thank him.’”

His jaw drops. “RUIN your life?! What does that even mean?!” He looks at you for an explanation.

You just shrug. “They’re dedicated.”

Jude shakes his head and keeps scrolling. “Okay, next one.” He reads, “‘Jude Bellingham’s hands look big enough to carry me, and honestly, I’d let him.’”

He pauses, flexing his hands. “I mean… I do have big hands, but what do you mean, ‘carry you’? Where are we going?” He laughs, but his ears are turning red.

You burst out laughing. “Jude, you’re blushing.”

“I am NOT.” He clears his throat again and continues. “‘Jude Bellingham could look at me once, and I’d pass out on the spot.’” He leans closer to the camera. “Alright, let’s test that theory. If you’re watching this, don’t pass out.”

You roll your eyes. “Jude, stop flirting with the internet.”

He smirks. “Not my fault they started it.”

Scrolling again, he suddenly chokes on his own breath. “Oh, NO. I’m not reading that.”

You snatch the phone. “Oh, come on. What does it say?”

Jude groans, covering his face. “It says, ‘Jude Bellingham could call me a bad girl, and I’d forget my own name.’”

Your mouth drops open. “Oh my God.”

Jude stares at the camera in disbelief. “You lot need Jesus.”

You’re crying laughing. “Read one more!”

Jude sighs but scrolls. His eyes widen. “Oh, hell no.” He reads it anyway. “‘Jude Bellingham, if you see this, I will bark for you.’”

He drops the phone. “Nah. I’m done. You’re all unhinged.”

You’re wheezing at this point. “Regret doing this?”

Jude shakes his head, laughing. “One hundred percent.”

[TikTok ends – comments are wild]

Top Comment: “THE WAY HE SAID ‘YOU LOT NEED JESUS’ I’M SCREAMING 😭”

Second Comment: “‘Let’s test that theory’ JUDE PLEASE 😳”

Third Comment: “We broke him and I have no regrets.”