#Eric garcia

[barcaracing]

Hii can u do gavi having a crush on actress reader and he reveals it after being asked abot his celeb crush in an interview :))

interview crush | pg6

pairing: pablo gavi x actress!reader, honorary guests: pedri gonzalez and eric garcia

a/n: my first gavi fic!! exciting stuff

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“Favourite movie?” the interviewer asked the three Barca players in front of her.

Eric glanced at Gavi with a soft smile. He knew how nervous the younger teammate got during interviews, so he and Pedri had tried to discreetly answer the more loaded questions, leaving the mostly harmless ones to Gavi. It had worked well so far, so Eric expected him to answer this one as well but to his surprise, Pedri spoke first.

“I know which one Gavi likes,” he said, amusement clear in his voice. Eric looked at him questioningly, but Pedri didn’t notice. He was too busy smirking at Gavi as his cheeks tinted a deep shade of pink.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Gavi mumbled, eyes stubbornly fixed on the ground. Eric looked between his two teammates, obviously feeling like he was missing something.

“What is it?” The interviewer asked, her eyes shining with curiosity. Eric spared her a glance, having forgotten that she was there for a brief second. He turned back to the boys.

When neither of them answered, Pedri nudged Gavi playfully in the ribs and turned back to the interviewer. “We were watching this movie last week and Gavi was crushing hard on the main actress–”

“I wasn’t!” 

Pedri only shot him an amused look and continued like he hadn’t spoken. “He wouldn't stop talking about her, so I told him I know her through a friend and I could easily set them up, but he refused and told me...what you did say? Oh, right, he told me he would not pass me the ball in our next match if I introduced her to him. You would’ve thought I was threatening to kidnap his family.” He chuckled and the others laughed while Gavi rolled his eyes, a small smile playing on his lips.

“I just thought her character was pretty cool,” he said, still avoiding everyone’s eyes.

“Of course.” Pedri raised an eyebrow. “That’s why you’ve seen the movie only about seven times since.”

Understanding dawned on Eric and he quickly put a hand on Gavi’s shoulder to make him look at him. “Is that what you've been watching on your phone?” The boy continued to avoid his gaze, so Eric turned to the interviewer with a wide grin. “He’s been walking around with his phone in his hand and I thought he was watching a video or something. He never wanted to tell me, but now it all makes perfect sense. Our little Gavi has a crush on–”

“Nobody!” Gavi cut him off, sending him a wide-eyed look, but Eric only laughed and held up his hands in front of him. He had never seen him look so distressed before. It was hilarious.

“Alright, fine.” Eric's eyes twinkled. “Nobody.”

“Oh, come on,” the interviewer said, not ready to let this go, “we want to know! Give us a tip, at least.”

Gavi crossed his arms and put on his best smile, praying that no one could tell that his heart was pounding like crazy. “The tip is that you’ll never find out.”

Pedri snorted and rolled his eyes. “It’s Y/N.”

“Pedri!”

Eric bent over, laughing hard.

“Y/N Y/L/N?” Interviewer was almost giddy as she looked at them.

“Yeah, her,” Pedri replied, grinning when Gavi put his head in his hands.

His voice was muffled when he spoke. “I’m never going to pass you the ball again.”

Eric almost fell out of the chair from how much he was laughing.

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this one’s pretty short but i told myself that i can only allow myself another sideblog if i actually write on it, so it’s short fics or nothing lol stay hydrated friends! 

[ikram1909]

Gavi with Sonny 🥰🥰🥰

Also what the hell are Ferran and Eric doing in the background 😭😭

[attackingmidfielder]

This is what I mean when I say boys will be boys:

[didishawn]

Hi, I wanted to place an order but I don't know if they are open. it would be a smut between pedri x reader x eric garcia in the usa. The reader is pedri's gf, but he notices that she looks at his friend in a "different" way and eric's desire for her is also notorious, so he proposes one night. After NBA I love your way of writing, it's unique 🤍

NBA Brings You Closer to Your Friend's Gf (Eric García x Reader x Pedri) smut

Warnings: smut, threesome, mentions of past threesomes with Pedri and other teammates

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It didn't take Eric by surprise when Pedri asked him if you could come with to their trip to the US, the boy can't clearly live without you.

But it did take Pedri by surprise when his friend agreed so fast to you joining their boy's trip.

It didn't take long for Pedri to understand it all, as he caught the look on Eric's eyes whenever his gaze met you, much to his delight it wasn't completely live which hid behind Eric's brown eyes, it was something much more explicit, dirty, naughty.

He wasn't worried, though, you only looked at him with love on your eyes, never someone else was on the picture for more than one night -Ferran or maybe Gavi were exceptions to the lujurious nights of bare skin against each other.

You liked Eric, you had told him before, not in the way you liked him before you started dating, but in the way you would let him fuck you if Pedri accepted, you never asked that of him though, it was always Pedri who brought out the idea, it excited him seeing you come undone.

That night was a perfect opportunity, his brother had gone off to enjoy the Northamerican night life, the three of you much preferred to stay in.

If only Fer knew that staying in wasn't exactly watch a movie all together, although maybe it was for Pedri, his eyes fixed on the figure of one of his closest friends between his girlfriend's legs absolutely devouring her, her hands buried into the brown hair, loud moans leaving her mouth as her eyes were only on him.

The grip Eric had on your thighs was a strong one, the man was absolutely enormous in comparison to you, it didn't take a great effort from him to keep you in place, a true beast as he enjoyed the taste of you, how your legs trembled as you begged for more, meanwhile he was about to cum deep into his underwear.

Pedri's hand moved up and down his cock as he watched Eric stand up, get rid of his boxers as his own cock pocked your entrance, you were whining uncontrollably, a hand reaching for your boyfriend as the other tried to push the member inside of you.

Pedri stored intensely as your whole being was rocked furiously, being deeply fucked as the spud if the headboard hitting the wall filled your room -lucky for you it was Eric's empty room the one next to yours, so there wouldn't be any complains directed at the three of you.

The sound of moans, of the so dirty hard ducking filled the heaviness of the room, so charged of the passion all over your veins, Pedri's own stomach already stained with white from his release.

He wished he had captured the moment you were deeply filled with his friend's release, loud sound coming from both of your mouthes as you breathed deeply, Eric's head falling into your chest to rest.

Pedri thought it over for a moment, maybe Eric could be one to add to the list of "more than a one night thing".

[pedripics]

The boys reactions to finding Fer and Pedri’s dad in the crowd

[peligrosapop]

Discussing how left backs are of the positions that run the most. “We all run a lot, depends on the position, well maybe the 9, Lewandowski, doesn’t as much. No,I’m kidding” *Everyone cracks up, especially Gavi*

Hablando de como los laterales son de los más kilometros corren “Cada jugador corre, depende de la posición, el 9, Lewandowski, corre menos. No, es broma” * Todos se parten de la risa, en especial Gavi. *

[hufflepuffhabs]

Yes, hello, I'm still alive and I still love cats, and my friendwho hatesfootball requested this. This even includes Hector for obvs reason.

-Hector is the known cat guy (good for him) and the others either are known to be pet lovers or have that vibe; and iñaki seems like he would suprisingly have a love for cats

-the normal ones just pet it like regular people would

-the cool ones talk to it, and honstely same

-then this group i dont really have an explanation, it's just vibes

-the sad one

-the grumpy but ok ones

-and the known cat avoider and pedri just gives the vibe of someone that would get scared because of a bad experience in the past

[gavidaily]

bonus:

[mywrittengartgallery]

GAVI - Nuage de moka dans la boca

Words : +1,8k

Warning : fluff / slight mature theme (smut)

Summary : Pablo and you had quite the relationship behind locked doors, protected by the comfort of your bedroom. Clearly, Eric didn’t have to know.

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“We just gotta stop by” said Eric as he got out of his car, followed by Gavi and Pedri. The Canarian’s car had decided to not work today, leaving him without any other option than depending on Eric to bring him to practice. Considering that Pablo was Pedro’s passenger princess, he as well had depended on Eric. That’s why the two had to tag along wherever the Barcelonian needed to go. And so, the three barça’s players entered the small café, full of students and young adults. 

Eric’s eyes lit up when he saw you, sitting near one of the windows made of stained glass. You were focused, eyes fixed on your computer’s screen, glasses perched at the tip of your nose and hair pulled in a low ponytail. Delicately, your hand would bring your porcelain cup of coffee to your mouth, trying to sip on the fuming hot liquid, but you would back out when you felt the temperature coming from it. The frown that would settle after only brought a laugh out of Eric. 

“You shouldn’t be this impatient !” the older exclaimed, sitting down on one of the free chairs at your table. He had a teasing grin playing on his lips only for you to roll your eyes at his annoying behavior. 

“Guess I took after mom...” you said, throwing him a fake smile. God, nobody could annoy you as easily as Eric. You had, at some point in your life, thought that his sole purpose in life was to get on your nerves. If that was the case, he was doing a remarkable work at that. He nodded, agreeing with you. “That means I also took after her brain, that’s actually sad for you” you added, wanting to get back at him. The other scoffed, ignoring your glare and toyed with the spoon that the waitress had brought you with your coffee. 

The two other Barca’s players were standing next to the sitting Eric, eyeing the scene with an amused glint shining in their eyes. The interactions you had with your brother were the funniest, they thought. The banter you two had oddly reminded Pedri of him and his own brother, how they would rip each other’s head for not closing the door, but would actually donate their kidney in order to save the other’s life. Gavi on the other hand just laughed at it, a sword hanging above his head. God, he had put himself in the worst situation. 

Eric had finished being entertained with your golden spoon and wanted to get on your nerves even more. Somehow he got to turn your laptop around, keeping you from typing your essay. You huffed and turned it around, again. But your brother was stubborn, so he gripped the top of it then turned it around again. You cringed when you saw his digits making contact with the screen, now you were more than annoyed. You slapped his hand, quite harshly and turned it around, again, and threw him a glare that left no room for argument. “The sooner you let me finish my conclusion, the sooner we are home...”

Pedri laughed and pushed Eric a little, mentioning to him to calm down and let you work in peace. You looked like you were nearly done and he didn’t want you to delay your work because of the dumbass that your brother was. Especially when you working longer than needed meant Pablo and him standing with aching legs thanks to the lack of chairs available. You thanked the Canarian with a shy smile and went back to your work under the watchful gaze of the Sevillian. 

His eyes followed your every moves, entranced by your revealed neck, the soft dip near your collar bone and the soft wild hair caressing your skin right there. A soft smile stretched your lips when your hand made contact with the porcelain cup, cold enough to not burn your fingertips. You brought it to your lips, them stretching around the rounded edge, leaving a light rosy tint on the white matter. And you did all of that while looking like an angel blessed by the gods, bathing in a pool of colors. And the sight felt so oddly familiar to Pablo, it hit too close to home. Swallowing had never felt harder. 

The kaleidoscopic piece of lights hitting your face colored your skin with beautiful faint shades of pink, blue, yellow and even purple near your ear. Your eyes were shining under it and it tightened the knot in Pablo’s stomach because that’s close to the picture he had had for himself last night. The window of your bedroom had these pieces of glass hanging in front of it, casting colorful glows in the room right when the sun would begin to set. And he had been there, he had seen it during last night’s sunset, while your lips were red and glossed, your breath uneven while his pants filled the room, sitting on your bed. He knew every corners of your room, the dangling details on your ceiling and the fresco behind your bed. He knew your bare form in the middle of the bed, surrounded by your rooms specificities. He probably could map out the patterns that adorned your carpet, having been focused on it while your naked knees were being roughly scraped by it. And all of these were kept a secret, behind those doors, none of you daring to address the situation publicly. That was what you held hostage in a pandora box where only you and Pablo had the key of. 

The warm liquid passed the barrier of your lips, sliding down your throat as you gulped, your neck moving around it, and Pablo’s breath picked up. Damn it, the hormonal teenager that he was couldn’t handle it. It was too much. You were doing innocent things, sipping on a fucking coffee, without even a glint in your eyes that would hint at him that you knew what you were doing. Nothing at all. He was just living in his memories and projecting them onto you, in front of your brother. And that made him so frustrated, and so much more hotter inside, a weird thrill coursing throw his nerves. His mind was surely a little bit fucked up, he was certain of it. Then you put down the cup. If Pablo felt uncomfortable before, thanks to the hot wave washing over him, now he was completely embarrassed by the stiffness his body showed. All of it because of the white cloud of milk taking residency over the corners of your mouth. The pink tip of your tongue poked out of your mouth to lick at the glistening smear. Only, right now your cheeks weren’t flushed, no hair was sticking to your forehead with sweat and he wasn’t hovering over you, meeting your wide eyes with his.  

He was far gone and if he hadn’t had the control over his facial features he had at the moment, he was sure Eric would have recognized the thoughts running around his head just like Pedro had apparently done. Because the older had knocked his ankle with he tip of his shoe and had coughed, harder than he normally would. Pablo turned his head, questioning Pedri with his eyes. But the older only shrugged, swallowing a good laugh. Pablo had lied when he had said that this was a secret just between the two of you. He hadn’t been able to keep it away from his best friend, the guilt and the excitement too heavy on his shoulders for him to not share it with someone. Plus, Pedro was the one taking him and bringing him back from your place. It would normally help, the older knowing, because he could help Pablo come up with lies or getting him out of embarrassing situations. However, right now, he was doing the opposite and broke Pablo’s facade who now had a deep blush coloring his cheeks. 

“You good Gavi ?” asked Eric when finally, awareness hit him. He was looking at the two midfielders with confusion written on his face, the red hues on Pablo’s skin and the teasing look on Pedri’s part making him feel like he had missed on something. You had looked up at the sound of your lover’s nickname. Now, all eyes were on him and he felt overwhelmed, not sure how to respond to that. 

“Of course he is, I just reminded him of something embarrassing he had done, right ?” answered Pedro. And really, Pablo was glad. He nodded, trying by every means to avoid meeting your eyes, rather focusing them on your laptop’s screen. 

“Leave the boy alone, he’s just a small baby. We must take care of this innocent child!” and that had you choking on the leftover coffee, not really agreeing with your brother’s words. Now you were the one blushing, trying to regain your breath. “Look at that! Just like, Y/N, a small baby. I should also take care of you...” he said as he handed you a tissue to clean yourself up. Your heart was beating like crazy. Oh, if he knew. If he knew how his small, small sister would let herself be undressed by firm hands, getting on her knees and taste other things than the milk covering the bitter coffee. If he knew Pablo was the other innocent child making see her stars, and forget her own name. Guilt was also taking place in her heart, but she knew the defender wasn’t quite ready to hear that his teammate had stolen his little sister’s heart. 

“Let’s get going...” you whispered, standing up, bumping unintentionally on Pablo’s shoulder. His eyes had widened and as you apologized, he could only nod, swallowing the remaining sour taste of embarrassment. God, how much energy Pedro had to put in order to not give it away by laughing at the two youngsters. He really couldn’t understand how Eric was that obvious.

The four of you got out of the small café and went to Eric’s car, Pedro trying to keep the oldest’s attention on him to give you peace. Now, Pablo and you were following them silently, hands sometimes brushing, teasing the skin with grazes of nails. You wanted to hold his, feel the way his fingers would intertwine with yours, a warm palm meeting your cold one. Not now though, it wasn’t the time. 

You finally entered the car, Pedro rushing to be at the front, mumbling something about being the second oldest. Not that you minded, you actually liked the idea of being in the back, alone with Pablo while your brother was focused on the road and Pedro’s chatter. And that’s how found yourself sitting a seat apart from your boyfriend, glancing at each other with shy looks. His cheeks hadn’t quite gone back to normal and you loved it. It was so amusing to see the normally hot headed boy being so sensitive about the situation. You were grinning like a fool behind your locks that you had freed from the hair tie. You knew he had a matching one adorning his lips. 

To Pablo ♡ :

Don’t worry, the Moka didn’t taste nearly as good as you

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I hope you liked it! English isn’t my first language so I hope I didn’t make too many mistakes!

Don’t be shy and tell me what you thought of it.

[madridista-qui-no-boti]

gavi and ferran one of the most under appreciated friendships

[httpsdana]

hi!!! thanks so much for writing for eric garcia, could i please request him with propmts 15, 49, and 63 ? thank you!

Flirt~Eric Garcia

*GIF isn't mine. credits to the owner*

@ericgarcias is slowly making me fall for Eric blame her

I'm glad I'm getting requests for him. the lack of Eric content is slowly killing us . anyways enjoy <3

you can request from my prompt list

this is master list

players/drivers I write for

15-"good morning sunshine " " fuck off"

49-"How is my gorgeous girlfriend doing today ?" "What did you do?"

63-"is this what you call flirting?" "you fell for it the first time, though."

Eric was known to be a huge flirt. Whether it was with his teammates or girlfriend. He just liked complimenting people, even if they were his teammates.

Though, after he started dating y/n, his flirting with other people decreased, but increased with his girl. He just always had to shower her with compliments to remind her how much she means to him.

Eric had an early training session. After waking up on his alarm, that didn't wake up y/n who was laying next to him, he glanced at the screen of his phone, seeing that this early session was cancelled.

He let out a sigh knowing he wasn't gonna be able to sleep again. But then he decided to prepare some breakfast for his lover. He felt like spoiling her all day that day.

Getting up from his bed, he pressed a kiss on y/n's forehead before slipping on a shirt and walking to their kitchen.

He was always such a good cook. He made some of y/n's favorite pancakes, making sure to shape them as hearts. He cut some fruits and designed them on the plate.

He filled a glass of orange juice and put some honey over the pancakes, before carrying the plate and cup of juice to their room

y/n was still in deep slumber, making Eric smile at the sight of her. Sleeping was sacred when it came to y/n. She cherished her sleep more than anything (except for Eric for sure)

Setting the plate and cup on the nightstand, he sat down on the bed, leaning on his elbow so his face was hovering over hers

He started by pressing a kiss on her forehead, then on her right cheek, then left cheek, then on the tip of her nose, before his lips settled on hers.

She groaned against his lips, making Eric smile against her mouth. He pulled away, glancing at her eyes that were now half open

"good morning sunshine" he muttered in a low voice

"fuck off" she groaned again, rolling so her back was facing Eric

"come on baby. I made you some of your favorite pancakes" he ran his fingers through the strands of her messy hair

She turned around again, peeking through one eye to look at him. He chuckled and turned to grab the plate

Meanwhile, y/n stretched her arms over head, letting out a sigh as her muscles relaxed

Eric placed the plate on her lap, pressing a kiss on the side of her head in process

"so...how is my gorgeous girlfriend doing today ?" he grinned, making her chuckle

"What did you do?" she said with a mouth full of pancakes

"other than breaking an egg on the floor and almost burning your pancakes? nothing" he shrugged, the grin still plastered on his face

"aren't you supposed to be at training anyways?" she asked, taking a sip of her juice

"it was cancelled" he laid back down on the bed, turning his head to look at her

"and what's with the breakfast anyways?" she stuffed her face with pancakes, hummed in satisfaction making Eric chuckle

"just felt like spoiling my girl" he shrugged making her look at him with an amused look

"oh did you?" she teased, making him turn red

"yeah yeah. just felt like making some delicious breakfast for my delicious girl" he said with a smirk, making y/n burst out of laughter

"is this what you call flirting?" she asked, still alughing at his attempt

"you fell for it the first time, though." he pointed out making y/n nod

"yes I did. don't make me regret it though" she put a warning finger in his face

"you will not. and I wouldn't let you anyways" he leaned in closer to her face

"I know you wouldn't" she mumbled before leaning in too, closing the small distance between them

[rl9forever]

Gavi IG

[didishawn]

eric garcia smut pls being pedri's sister and fcking behind his back

What Pedri doesn't know won't hurt him (Eric Garcia × Reader) smut

Warnings: smut, very little Spanish, public sex and getting caught, set back on Ferran's birthday

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It had been a while since Eric has caught you all alone, and today doesn't seem like it either, with your brothers and father going around, watchful gaze on everyone who interacts with you, not even him, one of Pedri's best friend is safe from suspicion, all your interactions are well patrolled.

Eric really hopes, they can't see your cheeky face, the lustful look on your eye, your teasing smile, small touches.

He didn't think it would be so easy to get away, but apparently his best friend's birthday is enough of a ocasión for Pedri to drink, your father chatting happily with some man and Fer is not one to miss on a good party.

You two are giggling, as you escape from where everyone is, he leads you, he knows the place the best, taking you into a bathroom that no one should feel the necessity to use and as soon as the door is closed, your arms are around his neck and lips against his.

"Tenemos que ser rápidos" he tells you as you separate, big glossy eyes looking up at him as he almost groans at the pretty sight. (we have to be fast)

His hands are fast on his belt as he pushes his pants down just enough, then they are on you, pushing your panties aside as he admired the wet patch on them. He leans you over the sink, eyes meeting yours through the window as he doesn't wait a minute to pound into you.

His hands is over your mouth as your moaning is loud, having lost practice after so many time, his lips are attached to your neck, the pace he goes at is rough, balls hitting against you as his cock kisses your cervix.

He is so big inside you, it's been far too long, you damm Pedri and his overprotectiveness, the same with Fer and since you Dad is home everything is so fucking difficult, doesn't matter how many times the man pounding into you has tried to sneak into you house, it always fails.

One hand travels fast, fingers pinching and circling over your clit, all of this must be fast, hard, you can't be away for too long.

This is not the usual love making, this is raw, hard fucking.

He makes sure your eyes are on him when you tighten up around him, making him let out a guttural moan, it's all so animalistic, he is rutting into you, you are milking him of everything he is worth, his balls are so tight and so full, his hand doesn't do you justice, nor does his imagination and the secret folder on his phone that has your naked, seductive self as the protagonist of all pictures and videos.

You cum around him, letting out a scream he makes sure is as quiet as possible, he pulls out and as always you get on your knees for him, watching his head push back as he jerks off, tip of his cock on your tongue as you tease him, making sure to swallow everything once he too reaches his extasis.

"Joder, casi había olvidado lo bien que se sentía dentro tuya" he comments as he playfully smacks your ass, ignoring the glare you give him through the off gaze on your eyes. (shit, I had almost forgotten how good it feels inside you)

He helps you clean up, he was raised to be a gentleman, yet a thief as he keeps your panties for the meantime as god knows when you will be able to sneak away again.

You lips meet in a sweet kiss for the last time and he can still taste himself on you tongue.

He opens the door, the goofy smile on his face drops as he sees the sight.

"Bueno, parece os lo habéis pasado genial, ¿no?" (well, it seems you had a great time, am I right?)

Pedri, Fer, your father and an amused Ferran all waiting arms crossed outside for you, and Eric knows that first he won't ever hear the end of this, and second that he should start running as he bests the talk about to go down is not a pretty one.

[pedripics]

Pedri, Ferran & Eric in Marc Quilez’s 2023 recap 🤍

[peligrosapop]

mean girl sluts clique

[hufflepuffhabs]

Welcome to this barça alignment chart 💙❤️

Make your own explanations or ask, but I'm at a hockey game and too lazy to type it out ✌🏾