#hector fort fanfic

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Request: 148 Héctor Fort

Only Yours~Héctor Fort

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completely devastated after yesterday's match with Pedri and Frenkie injured. We can't seem to get a break unfortunately :( anyways enjoy <3

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148-"I don't fucking care you're supposed to be mine."

This takes place after the barca/villareal match (i died that day)

The disappointing match has finally ended. Barca losing 5-3 to the 15th place Villareal. Hector has played an amazing match, starting with the team and later on being subbed off.

The whole team was devastated, not only them but also the fans were frustrated. y/n knew Hector would be fuming, so she kept a note to herself to measure her words before speaking.

Walking down to the tunnel, she just wanted to check on Hector before he goes to the lockers where the team will probably have a small meeting.

She stood in the tunnel as the players started walking down, greeting politely the ones she knew, before her favorite player (after Hector ofc) appeared. Pedri smiled at slightly, walking to greet her.

"hola hermosa. how are you?" he asked with his usual charming smile, that seemed a bit upset this time.

y/n blushed slightly at the nickname, before waking herself from her trance, and smiling at him.

"I'm good. nice goal out there. shame it didn't end like we wanted" she said, while he nodded sorrow taking over his features

"yeah...not how we wanted it, but we'll come back I'm sure" he gave her an encouraging smile

She nodded, agreeing with his statement. They stood in silence for a while, before Pedri spoke up again.

"waiting for Hector I assume?" he asked, while she nodded and mumbled a small yes, glancing over his shoulder to see if he arrived.

"well I'm gonna go now. it was nice talking to you" he gave her a small hug before he flashed a smile and walked down the tunnel.

As Pedri disappeared, Hector stood on the top of the tunnel, rage taking over his eyes and face. y/n assumed it was because of the match, little did she know Hector had seen every interaction she had wit his teammate, and let the jealousy take over.

"hi amor. you did so good today" she mumbled, wrapping her arms around his neck. Instead of his usual hug, he just put a hand on her back and pulled away.

"I have to go. we have a small meeting" he avoided her eyes and started to walk away

"I'll wait in the car" she said in a high voice.

He didn't say anything and kept walking down the tunnel. She felt something off about him, but brushed it off and started her small walk to where she had parked her car.

After about 15 minutes of waiting, Hector arrived, seemingly taking a shower already. He opened the passenger door and got in his seat, not saying a word. When y/n opened her mouth to say something, he beat her to it.

"Xavi is leaving at the end of the season" he mumbled, crossing his arms around his chest. y/n was left in shock, not expecting it. Xavi means a lot to Hector because of the opportunity he gave to him with the first team. What y/n didn't know was that Hector's anger wasn't because of Xavi.

The drive home was silent, the tension between the two can be cut with a knife. When they arrived home, Hector was quick to leave the car and slam the door behind him. y/n rolled her eyes and followed him inside.

"so what's with your mood swings now?" she stood in front of him with her arms crossed

"you're talking about my mood swings? why don't you talk about your flirting with my teammates huh?" he said angrily, standing up from the couch he was sitting on

"what the fuck are you talking about?" she said back in the same tone

"did you think I didn't see you with Pedri? I saw every interaction between you too, and you were enjoying it way too much" he rambled, his voice loud and angry.

y/n stood for a second taking in what he said, she did nothing wrong with Pedri but knowing Hector he got jealous over anything.

"really Hector? you're jealous of your teammate? me and him are friends and you know it. YOU were the one who introduced us, why so jealous now then huh?" she raised her eyebrow waiting for his answer

"I don't fucking care you're supposed to be mine." he said through gritted teeth, his jaw clenching while he stood close to her, looking down at her frame that seemed shorter than his

"I'm dating you not him Hector. grow the fuck up please. talk to me when you realize how stupid all this was" she said calmly, leaving him in the living room while she left to the bedroom.

After about 10 minutes, Hector made y/n and himself some tea and took their mugs to the room. He knocked on the door with his foot before pushing the door open.

''hey baby...I made you some tea" he said in a low voice, walking to her side of the bed. She was reading a book, so she closed it and took the mug from him.

"thank you" she mumbled

"I'm sorry for the scene I made. I was already fuming after the match and I guess seeing you with Pedri just made me angrier. I didn't mean for it to end like this and I don't wanna sleep knowing you're still mad at me." he said sincerely, reaching over to brush some hair from her face. She smiled at his apology, kissing the hand on her face and reaching over to hug him

"it's okay babe, just don't do it again. I wouldn't leave you for anyone else. I love you too much to do that" she smiled, him smiling wider

He pressed a kiss on her lips and sat next to her enjoying their cup of tea with some chit chats

[loviingpedri]

one of his girls tonight - hector fort

prompt: he can’t get enough of you.

warnings: cursing, drinking, clubbing, suggestive content, grammar issues, not intense smut (viewer discretion is still advised)

please let me know if more since this is going to be a little explicit.

any italicized texts are lyrics

credits to owners for all images

what else do young adults do in their free time? party, of course.

nothing like a hot saturday night in barcelona when the city was awake as people went out.

“y/n! my sexy girl, let’s go!” going out with your friends at least once a month was a must. meeting new people, kissing strangers, waking up next to someone random.

everything felt like a fever dream. especially that one boy you shared an unforgettable kiss with. last month, you were drunk out of your mind. you met this one guy, he had brown fluffy hair and touched you in the right places. your friends always said you were gonna go home with him and make him yours for the night. until, a random girl walked up to you and slapped you. either you just made out with someone’s boyfriend or someone was a complete control freak over him.

you hoped to see him tonight. some reassurance of what happened last month. and if he’s single, maybe you’ll keep him wrapped around your finger this time.

“alright! i’m ready!” you grabbed your small purse that barely fit anything in it and ran into the uber with the 10 other people in it. “a bit crowded?” you laughed as some people were sitting on each other’s laps.

“anything to save money and not have a designated driver tonight. today’s the day where all hell will break lose.” going out with a group of people was safer, calmer, and more fun.

lately, your life had been hitting every single positive goal in life. you spent your days with the people who brought out the best. little did you know, you would meet the person who would see you inside and out.

getting out the car was a hassle. thanking the driver and running to show your ids to the bouncer. already pre-gamed at your tiny apartment, it was finally time to let loose.

“it’s fucking hot in here.” one of your dearest friends spoke to you as you tried to mingle on the dance floor.

“i just finished my makeup 20 minutes ago and i can feel it melting already.” you fanned yourself to keep composed.

“y/n, that guy keeps staring at you.” looking behind your shoulder. you saw the one and only boy, the one with the best lips you’ve ever felt on yours.

“holy shit. that’s the guy with the crazy girl that slapped me.” you looked at your friend in disbelief. he must’ve went out to the clubs a lot if you continued to see him.

“go up to him. i don’t see her around. ask him what that whole fight was about. take a shot though, you’re gonna need it.” turning around, you could already see his eyes going up and down from behind you. meeting with your friends at the bar and downing shots after shots. finally feeling the alcohol in your system, a new boost of confidence was found.

walking up to him, you spotted different girls surrounding him. as you got closer, he sat up straight and tried to distance himself. sitting down next to him, he sat there frozen.

“hey, aren’t you the guy from a few weekends back?” for a guy who seemed popular around the ladies, he seemed pretty fucking nervous around you.

“yeah i am. sorry about that slap. i don’t know what happened. she’s not my girlfriend by the way. just someone random.” he spoke so fast, fidgeting with his hands. considering you already made out with him, there was no reason for him to be scared.

“you seem very popular. met anyone you like?” he wiped his sweaty palms on his pants. you listened closely to the song in the background as he tried to form an answer.

push me down, hold me down.

spit in my mouth while you turn me on. i wanna take your light inside.

“you. can’t ignore a pretty girl like you.” he began to play into your little game. slowly, you touched his shoulder and sat closer to him in a comfortable position.

“oh yeah? well, this ‘pretty girl’ has to know your name first.”

and i’m screamin’ out. give me tough love.

“my name is hector. yours?”

“i’m y/n. you have a little something on your neck.” spotting a red kiss-mark on his neck, obviously not from you, you smudged it off.

we don’t gotta be in love no. i don’t gotta be the one, no.

i just wanna be one of your girls tonight.

“wishing it was your lipstick?” he give a little grin, trying to rile you up. you looked at him, his way of words trying to get into your pants was working.

“i don’t need to wish.” within seconds, your lips happened to be on hector’s. your legs straddling him while he rubbed your thighs.

he knows how to get the best out of me.

his hands were grabbing your waist as you felt the material of his pants under you. he continued rubbing your thighs, but he slowly made it up to your ass. as you gasped for air, he decided it was a good time to slip in his tongue.

finally breaking the kiss, you hear him whimper for more even over the loud music. smiling at him, you made your way to his neck and jaw. you planted a few kisses here and there, then you could feel his hand start to go under your dress.

“not here, but i know a few places.” making eye contact, you already knew where this was going.

hector wanted to you to be his girl every night.

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author’s note: author gone wild. imagination got the best of me and i know this is not likely of my stories. let me know if i did good for these kind of storylines!

[sports-on-sundays]

hii can u write smth about hector and reader being best friends bc their parents are very close friends, and him realizing that he is down bad for her after having a small talk with his mother.

Please and thank u, love ur written btw 💝

mama's boy / Héctor Fort

Summary: Héctor x best friend!reader - Héctor being a stupid little adorable idiot in love.

Warnings: censored cuss

Requested?: Yes.

"Why don't you two go out on the front porch?" your mother suddenly brings up. Though, yes, you and Héctor are seventeen now, and should be able to sit through an adult conversation with your parents and stay respectful without being antsy, everyone knows that's not true.

But still. Being asked to go out on the front porch? That can never be a good sign.

"Why?" you demand. "The weather is so gross out."

"Because Mama told you to," your father pipes in sternly. "Now, go on. You can go with Héctor. We adults are allowed to have a conversation without your ears listening."

You're about to protest further, but then Héctor, sitting next to you, gives you a little nudge. "Oh, come on. You're so disrespectful to your parents. Just come on out with me."

You frown but stand up dramatically, following him outside.

The truth is, it's embarrassing having to sit alone with a boy like Héctor.

Not because he's creepy, or not nice. No, it's because he is nice. He's nicer than every other boy you know, and you never know how to react to him.

You plop down on the porch swing with him. He starts using his long legs to swing the two of you back and forth, and you tuck your (shorter) legs up, sitting criss cross.

"It's beautiful and sunny out. What's gross about today?"

You pout a little. "So humid."

"Oh, come on, now. It's fine."

You cross your arms and stare out at the sunny view behind Héctor's house, and the bright colors make it easy to forget your grumpy mood as you ask with a soft giggle, looking to Héctor, "What do you think our parents are talking about?" When you look to Héctor, he immediately looks away from you.

But you caught the split second of his big brown eyes staring at you.

But he shrugs casually. "Probably just boring stuff."

"Do you think it could be about us?"

Héctor smiles, chuckling a bit at the question. "Maybe, but I'm not going to worry about it."

You shrug. You sure want to think about it, but since Héctor brushes it off so easily, you suppose you may as well do the same.

You sit together in silence, swinging back and forth.

And for you, this just feels like a normal, nice breezy day, sitting with a family friend.

But for Héctor, deep down inside, this feels like more.

He watches the way your eyes seem to glimmer in the sunlight. The way your hair gently tosses in the warm breeze. How the sunlight seems to light up your face. He wonders what you're thinking about as you look out. He looks at your smooth hands, sitting in your lap, and all at once, it hits him.

He blushes deep red, looking away.

She's gorgeous.

"Y/n-" he suddenly says, not knowing what to say, but knowing he has to say something.

"Yeah?" you look over casually.

"You, uh... You're... I think your- uh."

"Yeah?" you lean in expectantly.

"Your shoelace is untied. You should tie it. Don't want you to trip," he quickly comes up with.

You shrug and lean down, tying your shoe.

"Was there anything else?" you ask once you finish, looking at him again.

But then suddenly, before he can come up with some other awkward response, the screen door behind you opens, and Héctor's mama walks out. "Hey, you two," she smiles. "Héc, Y/n needs to go now with her parents. So say goodbye."

You grin, glancing to him and giving him a playful nudge. "Bye, Héc."

He rolls his eyes, but he feels his face flush. "Only my mama can call me that."

"If you say so. Héc," you say with a giggle as you stand up. You wave to him, thank his mother, and walk into the house to go to the front, where your parents will be waiting to go home.

Meanwhile, when Héctor's mother is about to go back into the house, he suddenly says, "Wait. Mama. Can... Can you sit down next to me? Just for a few minutes?"

She smiles a bit and sits down next to her son on the porch swing. "Of course." The two sit there silently for a few minutes, before Héctor's mother finally says, "So... You really like that girl, don't you?"

Héctor swallows. "I... I don't know. I guess... I guess she's just really pretty. And I've known her for so long."

His mother smiles, giving his shoulder a little pat, and teases, "Does my boy have a crush?"

Just at those words, his heart rate quickens. "Crush?! I don't know if it's a crush..."

"Sounds like it to me," she chuckles. "And it's looked like you've had one on her for quite a while now, but you're just too scared to admit it..."

"Mama..." Héctor sighs, putting his warm face in his hand.

"Yes?" she smiles.

He's quite for a few seconds, before muttering, "I think you're right..."

"About what?" she grins.

"That... Well, I don't know. I kind of... I love every single second I get to be with her. It's like I'm down bad for her. F*cking mad for this girl."

"Hey, young man," she chuckles. "Watch your tongue."

"Right," he rolls his eyes, but then comments, "But do you know what I mean? Like, what I'm saying?"

"Oh, Héctor," she chuckles. "Of course I do. Can't get her out of your mind, can you?"

Héctor seems to just flush even more at this. "I guess not..."

She smiles, patting her son's shoulder a bit as she stands up. "Well, even if you don't think so, I bet she likes you back."

"She doesn't act like it."

"Oh, come on, now. How d'you know? Girls are different than guys. She'd be a good girl for you. I mean, your mama approves of her," she adds with a chuckle.

"So, what are you saying?" Héctor asks slowly, looking up to meet his mother's eyes.

She smiles a bit as she opens the screen door to go inside. "I'm saying that you should think about asking her out on a date sometime."

And she goes back inside, leaving Héctor as a flustered mess of swarming thoughts, to think over that decision on his own.

"Hey, Y/n," Héctor says immediately when he sees you next, which is, this time, a visit at your family home, to have some dinner. It's like he's made a beeline toward you and now stands in front of you. "Dinner won't be ready right away, right?"

You shake your head slowly. "No, I reckon not. Why?"

"Could we... like, I don't know... Go to your room or something?"

You shrug and nod, leading him there. "Sure. I don't see why not." When you make it there, you sit down on the bed together. You lean back against your pillows, but Héctor sits there very stiffly. After a few seconds of silence, you say, "So... what's up?"

Suddenly he turns to you, takes your hand, and blurts, "Uh- Friday? Evening? Would you be free for me to take you out, for, like, dinner someplace?"

You stare back, eyebrows shooting up. You glance at your hands. "Like, on a date?"

Héctor feels the soft skin of your smaller hand. "Yeah... Right, like on a date."

"O- Oh... Yeah, sure... I guess so. Yeah, we can do that."

He seems to let out a long breath of relief as you ask, "Where to?"

"You choose?"

"Surprise me," you grin. "But not too fancy. Don't go overboard."

Then he mutters, "Maybe I'll just ask my mama what she thinks."

"What?" you ask with a chuckle.

"Nothing!" he blushes.

"I heard you!"

He glances away, shifting, but holds your hand tighter.

You grin and comment, "You like me a lot, don't you?"

He drags his hand over his face, clearly very embarrassed.

But even as you teasingly smile, your cheeks are heating up a bit, too. "You've always been so sweet with me... Now it makes sense. So, what, did your mama finally help you figure it out? That you like me, and I like you back?"

"You do?!" his head shoots up, his eyes shining like stars.

You grin and nod a little, but say, "You never answered my question, Héc."

He sighs, glancing away, but chuckles, "Maybe..."

You grin. "So, in other words, 'yes.'" You grin and suddenly lean in. You grin press your lips to his blazing warm red cheek and murmur close to his ear, "You've always been your mama's boy."

He just buries his face in his hands, an embarrassed, adorable, overwhelmed-with-emotions mess.

But honestly, maybe he's not so bad.

He might even be a little cute.

[smicksstuff]

Hi! I don't know if you're still taking requests, but if you are can you please write something for Marc Guiu where reader graduates high school and he goes to her graduation, gives her flowers and stuff, kinda fluffy.

This is my fisrt time requesting something, so sorry and thank you in advance 🫶🏻

Class of ‘24

pairing: yn x marc guiu (smau)

the one where they graduated…..

high school is finally over…… whats next ?

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marcguiu9

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ynusername life after graduation 💃🏽🕺🏽

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marcguiu9 ❤️❤️❤️

hctorforrt_ look at us, young, wild and free

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mamaguiu CHILD ????? get yourself home now

marcguiu9 mama there is no child its just hector

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pablogavi where is the invite

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ynusername you arent any older than us

pablogavi who said i was going to be the adult. we bring @/pedri along

pedri im not becoming a babysitter

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ynusername who is the lame one now

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hctorforrt_ @/ynusername @/marcguiu9 back off i thought you love me 💔

ynusername ofcourse we love you

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pedri 🤷🏼‍♂️🤷🏼‍♂️🤷🏼‍♂️

pablogavi cue the party 🎉 im ready 🕺🏽

ynusername you know where it is

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hctorforrt_ gracias 🙏🏽

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marcguiufans yn and marc are neighbours, hector knows yn through marc

username oh to be neighbours with a barca boy

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a/n: thank you for reading this far!! If you have any one-shot scenarios send them to me!! I would love to try and recreate them for you ◡̈

[myfanfictions]

Pool Party with the Barca Boys

Synopsis:

Y/N is Gavi’s sister.

A pool party is being held at Gavi’s house with Frenkie de Jong, João Cancelo, Marc Guiu, Héctor Fort and Aron Yaakobishvili in attendance.

Y/N is living it up, flirting with all of the guys (and who could blame her, her brother’s teammates were HOT).

But deep down, she has a sweet spot for Héctor.

Chapter 1

Y/N’s POV

Today was the day that Y/N had been looking forward to for weeks, today Gavi’s teammates would all meet up at his place for the long-awaited pool party.

You were giddy with excitement, since you knew that Héctor Fort would be coming too.

Ever since you first laid eyes on him when accompanying Gavi during football practice, you hadn’t been able to get him out of your head.

You had a thing for football players, fuckboys and Mediterranean men and Héctor was the perfect embodiment of all three.

You knew that this was technically a pool party, but you wanted to look your best for Héctor and so you’d spent four hours painstakingly doing your hair and makeup before the guys arrived.

Since you were gonna be “swimming” and it was 25C outside, you’d put your hair up in a stylish messy bun and had kept your makeup minimal.

As for your outfit, you’d done your best to pick out the skimpiest bikini that you owned, if that wouldn’t catch his attention, you don’t know what would.

Even you had to admit that the “bikini” was quite revealing and so, you’d decided to wear a coverup over it (decent as you were). Though you were well aware that the coverup was see through and left plenty of cleavage exposed.

Worst case scenario, Héctor wouldn’t be interested in you and you’d just hook up with one of Gavi’s other friends instead.

After having locked yourself in Gavi’s bathroom for the past four hours, you entered the living room and saw Gavi sitting on the couch.

He gave you a once over as he frowned and said “you know it’s a pool party right? We’re gonna be swimming”.

“Oh I know, you said, with a smile”. “Who are you trying to impress?” asked Gavi. “No one” you squeaked, fuck, was it that obvious? You thought to yourself.

“And what in god's name are you wearing? Could you possibly have put on anything skimpier?” asked Gavi.

“You worry too much Gavi, please just take a chill pill”. “Fine”, he said, ”just know that I”ll be watching you closely and if any of the guys so much as looks in your direction, I'll kill them”. “I don’t need your protection Gavi”. “Trust me you do”, he said.

At that moment the bell rang. Saved by the bell, how cliche, you thought.

You jumped up and said “I'll get it”, as Gavi looked at you and rolled his eyes, you skipped to the front door.

In front of the door stood Frenkie, Pedri and João Cancelo.

“Hi guys, are y'all ready to party?” you asked, as you gave each of them a hug.

“As ready as I'll ever be”, said Frenkie.

“It’s nice to see you again” said Pedri.

“Looking good” said João Cancelo. “You too”, you chirped and blushed.

“Where are the others?”, you asked Frenkie.

“Marc, Héctor and Áron Yaakobishvili will be arriving in 15 minutes, Marc just texted me”, said Frenkie.

“Okey-dokey, can’t wait to get the party started”, you said. “Come on in”.

The three boys walked in and greeted Gavi.

“Woah, Gavi, you’re so lucky to have someone like that as your sister”, Frenkie said.

Pedri nodded in agreement, while João said “poeh”.

“You guys are disgusting” said Gavi, you do realise that that’s my sister, you’re talking about?

“Oh we’re well aware”, said Frenkie while grinning.

Gavi objectively knew that his sister was good looking, ever since Y/N had been in middle school, guys had been throwing themselves at her and his teammates were no different.

“Okay, can we please stop talking about my sister?” , said Gavi.

“Sorry”, João said. “But can you really blame us?”

At that moment the bell rang for the second time, causing the boys to stop bickering.

“I'll get it”, you said in a cheery voice.

You opened the door and your face lit up when you finally saw Héctor, for a moment there, you were afraid that he wouldn’t show.

“We’ve come bearing gifts”, said Marc Guiu.

“We brought plenty of booze” said Áron Yaakobishvili, lifting a bottle.

“And snacks”, said Héctor Fort, holding a platter with delicious looking mini pizzas.

He gave you the platter and as he did, your hands briefly touched, sending an electric shock through your whole body.

You wondered if Héctor felt it too.

They brushed past you as you took the tray with pizzas and placed them in the fridge.

You were still reeling from Héctor’s touch, when you made your way to the outside pool.

The pool was large and deep enough to to be making somersaults in, which is why the guys loved Gavi’s pool.

Part of the fun was seeing the guys rough housing and in swim shorts no less.

The boys had started to play football by the pool, with Áron acting as goalkeeper and the rest of the guys taking turns trying to shoot the ball in the goal.

Áron however, was giving them a tough time, demonstrating how he was shaping up to be a promising future goalkeeper for Barcelona’s first team.

Áron loved how hard the other guys were trying and started taunting Héctor once it was his turn saying “you know the ball’s supposed to land in the goal, not next to it”.

“Just you wait” said Héctor. “Yeah, we”ll show you”, said Marc.

“Eventually”, Áron retorted.

After having played three more rounds, without any of the guys managing to score, Áron said “let’s make this more interesting, the first one to score will get 7 minutes in heaven with Y/N, if Y/N is up for it, that is”.

“Y/N, how does that sound?”

“Hmmm, sorry, what were you saying?”, you hadn’t been paying attention to what Áron was saying, too wrapped up in the ogling of all the football boys and since you were basically surrounded by eye candy, you had to divide your team between each of the 6 boys milling about.

“Well, since none of these guys have managed to score, I came up with a little proposal, the first person to score will get 7 minutes in heaven with you, are you up for it?”

5 faces were staring at you expectantly, eagerly awaiting your response.

“Y/N you don’t have to agree to anything that makes you uncomfortable”, said Gavi protectively.

“So Y/N, what will it be?” Asked Frenkie with twinkling eyes.

Your breath hitched and your heart started beating a little faster, oh how you’d wished for a moment like this to occur. For Héctor’s arms to finally wrap around you and feel his lips on yours.

“Sure, I’m in,” you said coolly, while looking straight at Gavi, who just shook his head disapprovingly.

“Alright then, time to step up our game lads”, said João.

The atmosphere by the pool had changed, the guys, who’d started playing in a rowdy and playful manner had all turned quiet and pensive, pulling out all the stops and trying their hardest to make that goal.

After, what had seemed an eternity, you heard someone shout “GOAL!”.

You looked up to see Marc pumping his fist into the air and looking smug at the other guys.

“Have fun man”, Pedri said.

“Yeah, I’m definitely jealous”, said Frenkie.

Marc walked up to you, gently grabbed your hand, looked into your eyes and asked “are you coming with me?”.

Shit, you thought, you’d hoped that Héctor was gonna be the one to take you home, but it’s not like you could just blurt out “actually, I’d prefer to go with Héctor”.

So you weakly nodded and followed Marc inside the house, as the guys started cheering behind you.

“Y/N, where’s the guest bedroom?" asked Marc.

You took his hand and silently led him to the guest bedroom, your thoughts a million miles away.

Marc sat down on the bed holding your hand, rubbing his thumb over the backside of your hand.

Listen Y/N, I know it might seem like this came out of the blue, but I’ve had a crush on you for the longest time, ever since I first saw you.

You’re gorgeous and you’d make me the happiest guy alive, if you’d let me make you mine right now.

Your breath choked, this wasn’t how you’d imagined the pool party would go, but Marc, was very attractive as well and how could you say no to him, while he was looking at you with so much yearning.

He leaned in and cupped your face with his right hand, planting a soft kiss on your mouth.

As soon as his lips found yours, you carefully reciprocated.

While continuing to make out, you climbed on top of him, rocking your hips back and forth.

Marc’s breath hitched, he let out a sigh and said “baby please let me see all of you”.

You responded by unclasping your bikini top and letting it fall to the floor.

Marc grasped your breasts and slowly started massaging them, causing you to let out a whimper.

Marc chuckled, “you like that huh baby”.

You groaned “oh yes Marc, please don’t stop”. You continued to grind your core against his crotch, feeling him grow hard.

“Hmmm, baby, please stop, you’re turning me on so much and I’d rather cum inside of you” said Marc.

You lay down on your back and pulled your bikini bottoms to the side, Marc pushed one finger inside of you and whimpered “hmm, you’re so wet for me baby”.

He continued fingering you and just as you were about to come undone, he slid his fingers out of you and placed a kiss on top of your forehead.

“Sssh, baby, I know I know”, he said as you whined in displeasure, your orgasm having been so close.

Marc slid into you, filling you up wholly and stretching you out.

You let out a gasp of pleasure as he slid into you, Marc doing the same.

Marc started pumping into you harder and harder, you felt yourself getting close to climax and yelped “don’t stop”.

Marc continued to pump into you at the same pace, while you reached your climax and screamed out “oh Héctor”.

You could feel Marc filling you up, while he looked at you with hurt in his eyes.

“I, I’m so sorry, you said hastily”.

“No don’t”, said Marc, “I guess that explains everything”.

“Explains what?” You asked him.

Why you seemed so quiet and hesitant when I finally made that goal and why your first reaction was to look at Héctor.

“I”-

“You don’t have to explain yourself Y/N, I guess I know why you agreed to the game in the first place”.

Marc stalked off, with hunched shoulders, leaving you in the bed looking bewildered.

[sunkissed-zegras]

✧.* FOOTBALL !

♡ fluff ✪ angst ✧ suggestive

𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐚

⇨ hector fort³⁹

⇨ joão félix¹⁴

⇨ marc guiu³⁸

⇨ pablo gavi⁶

⇨ pedri gonzalez⁸

𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝

⇨ mason mount⁷

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐝

⇨ jude bellingham⁵

𝐚𝐥-𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫

⇨ cristano ronaldo⁷

[pepexpablito]

GUESS WHOS DISSAPERING AGAIN

(jk jk) fr though i might post tmr but its unlikly since i have somthing then friday saturday and sunday ill only be posting once each day, BUT THEN THE WHOLE BREAK WEEK ILL POST 3 TIMES A DAY AS LONG AS I HAVE THE REQUESTS TO DO SO😘😘

(SO SEND ANY REQUESTS FOR ANY BARCA PLAYER!!! 💗💗💗)

[lovemomhatepolice]

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A/N: in the future i will add more players to the list! for now i’m posting only my favourites and those who have been making a frenzy in the media lately :p

please do not copy and translate my works! in case of any issues related to this - I invite you to discuss privately :)

[ikram1909]

it’s one of the major downsides that i worry about when a youngster debuts for the first team from la masia. all the added media on them shoots them into the spotlight and then they’re on the radar of weirdos. i don’t always mean people sexualizing them as there’s also the comparisons and unnecessary criticism that players like cubarsi and yamal get. but, and i hope I don’t sound overly critical when i say this, but there’s also the added reaction of fangirls and shippers. there’s this one account i saw on here that had written a fanfic about hector fort and cristiano ronaldo and another account on here that had written a fanfic about hector fort and xavi, neither of which were even remotely appropriate. that’s one particular thing i’ve noticed with hector fort, is that amongst the newest la masia debutants he’s the one that’s being sexualized the most.

Yeah I totally agree. Apart from the pressure of playing for such a big club, they also have to deal with weirdos. I did notice that with fort too, I think he's going to be treated like Gavi because he too is good looking in a conventional way and that means people will never be normal to him

[httpsdana]

Hey! Have you thought about writing for hector fort.

Him and his girlfriend are cuddeling and she starts tracing his tattoo. Just a cute moment with him enjoying the feeling. You could make them talk about their future together or something.

Feel free to ignore!

Tattoos~Hector Fort

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

I decided to write this hector fic then start with the series. I got a few ideas but I'm still not sure who it will be about. enjoy this <3

@hectorth wrote something similar before me go check it out too 🫶🏻🫶🏻

you can request from my prompt list

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Hector had a day off before going back to training, so he took this as a chance to sleep in while settling in the arms of his girlfriend. However, she had other plans. She was an early bird, waking up by 8 in the morning. If she tried to move, Hector would wake up, and that's the last thing she wanted to do.

She turned in Hector's arms, resting his head on her chest and an arm draped over her waist. Sitting there for a few moments she got bored quickly. If she tries to reach over to her phone Hector will wake up.

Subconsciously, her fingers started tracing the tattoo which she adored oh so much on Hector's arm. Her fingertips moving softly on the ink on his skin. The small gesture made Hector stir a bit in his sleep. She didn't stop though. Her fingertips kept dancing on his skin until he opened his eyes and looked up at her.

"mhm buenos dias amor" he mumbled, his voice deep from the slumber he woke up from

"good morning baby" she said back, pressing a small kiss in his curls.

"how long have you been awake, why didn't you wake me up?" he asked her, sitting up a bit.

"you needed this sleep I didn't wanna disturb" she ran one hand through his curls, the other one still on his tattoos

"don't be silly, wake me up next time" he said, resting his head back on her chest

"you know I'm gonna add a tattoo for you" he said. y/n smiled and looked down at hi

"will you?" she asked, failing to hide her huge smile

"of course, and when we have kids I'll add a tattoo for them too" he looked up at her with a smile

she slapped his head gently in a joking manner, trying to hide her blushed cheeks. He chuckled softly at her actions

"I see you already planned our future have you?" she asked with sarcasm, a smile still on her face

'of course, I even planned the names of our kids, and the wedding and our house. don't worry everything is planned out" he said

y/n laughed and shook her head at him.

"tell me your plans" she urged him to speak

"well first of all if we have a girl she'll be called Lucia Alexia Fort. how does that sound?" he looked up, an excited smile on his face. Her heart melted and the joy and excitement on his face. She leaned down and pecked his lips a few times

"I like it, Lucia is such a cute name, why Alexia though?" she asked

"well just because she's a girl doesn't mean she's not gonna be playing football. Alexia just a motivation for her to be like Alexia Putellas" he said. y/n pouted at his explanation, realizing how lucky she got with her boyfriend

"aww you're so cute...I assume the boy's middle name will be Lionel right?" she asked, Hector sat up immediately and nodded his head

"yes! I'm not sure about the first name but Lionel is definitely there" he said, a wide smile spread on his face

y/n sat there, admiring how passionately Hector spoke about their future together. He kept talking about their wedding and house, while she admired every single feature in his face

"i love you" she interrupted him, making him raise his eyebrows, blood rushing into his cheeks. He dropped down on her chest, hiding his red face from her. She giggled softly, kissing the top of his head

"i love you too" he mumbled into her chest, refusing to look up at her

[loviingpedri]

hector fort

one of his girls tonight

[sports-on-sundays]

I saw that youre requests were open and that you’re willing to write for Hector Fort! Could you do one where it’s sort of enemies to lovers type vibe and your Marc Guiu’s sister so him and the whole team can see that there’s a lot more going on between you and hector and other feelings than just hate and when he finally realised his feelings it’s all cutesy. xx

love to hate you / Héctor Fort

Summary: Héctor x female!Guiu!reader - You and Héctor have feelings for each other. You both assume those feelings are hate.

Warnings: censored cussing, teasing that feels straight out of an 80's high school movie or something (I don't watch those; I'm just guessing how they would be)

Requested?: Indeed.

Author's Note: Thanks for requesting.💖 I hope you like it.

"You're bad," you say with a smirk as Héctor Fort walks past you, staring straight ahead, clearly trying to avoid meeting your eyes.

His jaw clenches, and you comment after him, following him down the steps off the training field, "Marc is so much better than you."

"Leave me alone!" he suddenly snaps, suddenly swiveling on his heel to face you. You stop walking abruptly, as to not completely run into him. You falter, than take a step back at how close he is. He continues, "You're so annoying. Like a fly, buzzing in my ear."

"I just like to see your dumb reactions," you taunt, but somewhere deeper within you, you don't like the way he speaks about you so off-handedly, so unimportant.

"Why do you care so much?" he snorts, but you decide to take it as a rhetoric question.

You're about to fire some lame comeback off from the top of your head, when suddenly you feel a hand on your shoulder, and your brother, Marc, appears beside you, but he's looking at Héctor. "Are you two bothering each other again?"

"She's bothering me!" Héctor snaps.

"Your very presence bothers me!"

"Hey, hey," Marc says in a soothing tone. "Calm down. My God. Listen, Y/n, I'll meet you by the car in a few minutes. Leave Héctor alone."

You cross your arms. "You talk as though he's so innocent! It's not like I jab him for no reason-"

"Y/n! Stop!" Marc complains, gently shoving you down the hall, toward the exit. "I'll be at the car in a bit."

You roll your eyes, sigh, but nod, stalking off.

When Marc gets to the car and sits down next to him, he demands, "Why do you and Héctor hate each other? What is it?"

"He's annoying," you claim.

"That's it? I mean, you guys waste so much time with each other..."

You keep your head high and claim, "I take every opportunity I can to get under his skin."

Marc just sighs, turns the key in his car, and shakes his head, apparently too defeated to try to respond. You don't care.

You love to hate Héctor.

"Get out of my way," Héctor's annoying voice snaps behind you, gently shoving you in the back. "You walk so f*cking slow."

You turn around to retort, "I can walk as fast as I want, and it's too bad if you don't like it!"

"That's a lot coming from someone who is, like, four feet tall," I comments with a smirk, giving you a hard pat on the head.

"Shut up!"

"What's that? Didn't hear you down there. Wanna repeat?" he scoffs, his smirk growing.

"I'm not too short to punch you in the face, if I so desire!" you fire back, glaring at the taller individual.

"Oh, right. I'd like to see you try," he says, shoving past you as he saunters off.

"You really think you're so hot and sexy and cool, don't you? Give me a break!" you call in anger after him.

Suddenly Fermín López slips past you with an (much more polite than Héctor's 'Get out of my way,'), "Excuse me."

You nod, quickly stepping out of the way to let him through, but a little amused smile appears on his face as he gives you a very light, playful shove, "Hot, sexy, and cool?"

You like Fermín, and you know he's just teasing, but it's rare you can be lighthearted concerning Héctor. Your jaw clenches as you blurt, "Everyone knows what I meant!"

But Fermín waves his hand as he walks off, shaking his head, and says simply, "Do we?"

That's a question you should give more thought to, but instead you call, "Yes, Fermín, we do!"

Strange things come from eavesdropping on long phone conversations.

Even though you're staying over, you know Marc thinks you can't hear him talking with one of his teammates... you're not sure which one, but you know it's not, at least, Héctor Fort.

You know that because of the comment from Marc that made your ears perk up in the first place.

"Yeah, I mean, but, this is obvious, is it not? Héctor and Y/n- it's like they feed off each other's attention. It's clear they're obsessed with each other, and neither of them just want to admit it. Or, at least, I'm sure Héctor is."

You continue listening to the conversation, but only manage to hear Marc's half of it, through the door. After a pause, he continues, "Do you see how he looks at her?... Exactly! I don't know what to think about it, because Héctor's a good friend of mine. I literally asked him about it, and he like looked all grumpy and snapped way too angrily about how he hates Y/n and she's so annoying... Yeah. They give so much attention to each other. I'm starting to think Y/n cares more about getting Héctor's attention than she does actually following me around everywhere. She gives more time to him than me. Not that I care, but it's funny... Right... Hah, you want to do that?... Yeah, right. I mean, if they really do feel that way about each other, at some point, it'll just come out, and someone will realize and confess. I don't think they're that unaware- they just don't want to admit it... Oh, alright. See you tomorrow... Bye."

Your fists clenches. You heart pounds. Your head spins.

Is it really so obvious that you and Héctor like each other, when to both of you, it seems so ridiculously obvious you hate each other?

Or at least you think you hate each other.

Right?

"If you two keep this up, I'm going to confiscate your coming-to-football-training privileges, Y/n," Marc comments as he sees you and Hector in another argument, on the sidelines of the training pitch. He's crossing his arms, but smirking teasingly. "I mean, I know you two just can't get enough of each other, but really. It's getting to be a bit much."

He reaches you two, and gently shoves Héctor out of his way, teasingly, with a little grin. Héctor complains, "Marc!" but stumbles right into you. You, too, dodder back from Hector, almost slip on the grass, but feel a hand on your wrist before you can actually fall. You're expecting Marc, and don't mind him helping you straighten yourself, but when you look up and see the greyish brown eyes of Héctor Fort looking back at you, and his hand holding your wrist, you tear it away and snap, "Héctor!" instead.

Marc snorts, and as Lamine walks over, joining Marc, he comments, "You two are helplessly in love!"

"Oh, give me a break!" you say, feeling overly upset, indignant, and embarrassed at this teasing. "Even he thinks so?"

Marc shrugs, always being the type of older brother to take any and all opportunities to tease you. "Y/n, do you realize that whenever we tease you guys about this, Héctor never seems to say anything, let alone object?"

You see Marc's and Héctor's eyes lock for a second, and Héctor turns a deep shade of red as he comment, "Ah, Marc... Don't... Don't even say that... I, uh, should get back to training-" And just like that, he's off.

You look to Marc, who shrugs. Both him and Lamine are grinning stupidly. "Just saying," Marc teases, and then walks off with Lamine.

And you're left with that to occupy your thoughts.

After about a month of deciding to avoid following Marc around to football training, because of all the weird rumors about you and Héctor, your heart aches in longing, but you'll never admit to yourself that it's longing for Héctor himself.

You'll never admit you're actually missing him.

But today, you've had enough. You want to see him again, and, clearly, that's because you think he must be deprived of the misery and making fun of that you like to invoke on him weekly.

You just keep telling yourself you might just love to hate him slightly too much.

"Oh, look who's back! Why haven't you been at training for so long?" Héctor speaks mockingly, but there's a big grin on his face to see you.

You take it as a taunting one, and answer back, "Because I'm sick of seeing your handsome f*cking face!" You're not quite sure why the word 'handsome' slipped out of your lips with the insult, but you don't bother with it.

But he does. "Handsome? First right thing you've ever said in your life."

You snort and say, "If I'm such a nuisance, then why the hell do you bother with me? Is it because I'm not so bad myself?" If this is flirting, you ignore that, because it makes more sense for it to be teasing.

"Well!" he grins wider with a chuckle, his brown eyes sparkling. "It's not my fault that the cutest girl I've ever see just has to be also the most annoying girl I've ever met, is it?"

"Cute?!" you hoot. "What on earth would make you say that?!"

You watch as Héctor gives a very quick glance around, seeing that all his teammates must've hit the locker room by now, considering the hallway is empty.

Except for you and him, of course.

"I don't know... It just dawned on me..." Suddenly his eyes soften, and he looks down into yours. Your whole body tenses when his hand slips to your waist, just holding it gently. He smirks a little, but his eyes remain tentative, and perhaps even a little unsure. "Maybe sassy girls like you are my type."

Your jaw clenches as every single little tease from Héctor zooms through your mind at lightning speed, and then all the little teases from everyone else, about how you're so into to each other. About how you're hiding emotions. All those things you've been brushing off-

Clearly Héctor has decided there's no reason to brush those off now.

You feel your face heat a little. "Why?" you blurt. "Don't you hate me?"

"Hate you? No," he responds, his eyes searching yours for... something. "No, I don't hate you. If I hate anything, it's the fact that I love you."

Your jaw drops. You heart pounds in your ears.

"I think it just... I saw you, after not seeing you for a while, and it clicked in my brain," he continues.

"O- Oh..." you stutter, before blurting again, without any thought, "Well, I love to hate you."

His eyes freeze. Stop searching. His hand leaves your waist, but it doesn't feel right. It feels like his hand slipping away, like that's taking a part of you away with him. "Oh, alright. If you want it to be that way, that's fine, too." But disappointment, and confusion floods his being. He turns on his heel, about to walk away, leave you there, after all that, accepting your foolish proclamation in resignation.

"But, uh, wait, Héctor-!" you suddenly call, rushing after him. You grab his wrist. Slip it down to hold his hand. He turns to face you, staring down at you. You blush deeply at the intense eye contact, before saying softly, with an embarrassed, shuttering breath, "But maybe I would love to love you even more."

You glance away from his eyes, feeling the intensity from them far too strongly as he breathes, "Wait, really?"

"Yeah, maybe..." you tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

He beams so brightly, his cheeks all pink. "This is such on a whim, but I feel like there's so much we've been denying."

Sounds just like something Marc would say to me teasingly, about Héctor.

But you smile a little back.

"So, what, now you're going to be all shy?" he teases softly, his hand gently rubbing yours. "Come on, now. I know you can be all cheeky. You're going to be shy now?" But he doesn't seem to mind, as he reaches up to gently tilt your chin, so you're forced to look at him.

"Ah, stop, Héctor..." you chuckle nervously, as butterflies begin to swarm in your stomach.

"Ah, I see," he grins, apparently not intending to stop at all. "You're all tough when you get to be petty, but as soon as I do something really relational, you get all embarrassed!"

"Oh, stop!" you giggle, clutching his hand more, your feet involuntarily stepping closer to him.

"Why should I? You're kind of cute."

"Because I say so!" you grin, looking up at him with shining eyes.

"Mmm, yeah. And you know I have to listen to everything you say, huh?"

"Yeah, because-"

"Oh, stop talking, or else the moment will pass!" he suddenly interrupts. You eyebrows crease together, but immediately you understand as he leans down-

And gently pecks your lips, before pulling away, his face red.

But you cry, indignant, "Oh, come on! Not something at least a little bit more grand?!"

He opens his mouth to speak, but you stand up on your tip toes, wrapping your arms around him, and kiss him before he can get out whatever words he was going to.

And yours is a real kiss.

When you finally, in sync, pull away from each other, he murmurs, "Oh, God. Didn't I tell you I think you're cute because you're sassy?"

"Because you're into that?" you tease softly, but are still blushing deeply at the kiss.

"Yes, exactly," he grins. "Because I'm into you."

[smicksstuff]

Could you write more SMAU’s for Marc Guiu and Héctor Fort?

Secrets

hectorfort! x reader!, marcguiu!xreader!, siblings!xreader!

summary: join elizabeth as she makes her comeback into the football scene. rumours arise about her new bae but are the rumours true ? make shocking discoveries as ellie sets the record straight.

oc: Elizabeth (Ellie) Sainz

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elliesainz

Barcelona

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elliesainz i’m back babyyyy !!

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pedri looking stunning as ever !! 😍😍😍

elliesainz 🫶🏽

pablogavi mi favourito is back

elliesainz ❤️❤️

hectorforrt_ my partner in crime is back ❤️

elliesainz shits about to go downnnn

pablogavi no no not more pranks

elliesainz 🤨🤫🤐😈

hectorforrt also why does gavi get a pic and not me

elliesainz you refused to take one

pablogavi she just likes me more 🤫

hectorforrt geez the things i do for this girl and this is what i get 🙄

user1 “this girl” bros jealous his friend is getting more attention than him

user7 omg is she the one that people have been spotting with hector ?

marcguiu9 god i missed youu 🥹❤️ (comment deleted)

marcguiu9 besties back 😍

elliesainz never ever leaving again 😙

user1 geeez who is this girl ???

user2 she got all the boys whipped

user3 ngl she’s got me whipped tooo

user4 this is elliesainz she is a local restaurant owner. she has a little cafe bar in Barcelona called Offside. They have one of the best paellas and drinks. she is quite famous in the barca community !

user2 she aint nobody 😳

user6 she is one hot chef

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user6 no way marcguiu9 just liked my comment

user7 bestiee is there smth going on ??

user8 ngl they would make a cute couple

user3 nahhh my bets are still on her and hector, they have known each other since forever.

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hectorforrt_

Barcelona

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hectorforrt_ we are getting the gang back together

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elliesainz i love you guysss 🥹🩷

marcguiu9 what will i do without you guys

hectorforrt_ absolutely nothing

elliegonzales i second that ✊🏽

marcguiu9 geez thanks guys 😑

user3 shipping hector and ellie so bad now

user7 same bestie, samee

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hector and chef - trending on X

text messages between hector and ellie

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elliesainz & hectorforrt_

Barcelona

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elliesainz thank you papa for my big brother who plays professional football. hectorforrt_ i love you but i love your friends a little more 😗❤️

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hectorforrt_ can’t believe im being used for my friends

elliesainz but i said i love you 🥹

hectorforrt_ 🙄

elliegonzales 😞

user3 BROTHER ???? HERMANO ???

user3 hold UPP !! OMG ive been shipping them together for so long

user1 i need 1-3 years to get over this 🤡

user2 ngl i see the resemblance now

emilygonzales I CALLED THIS ON X

pablogavi FINALLY one less secret to keep

elliesainz i had to save you

marcguiu9 i love my sibling besties 🩷

hectorforrt_ yeah but you love me more

marcguiu9 depends

hectorforrt_ on what ?

marcguiu9 well she can cook. you cant do it to save your life

elliesainz awww you love me moree ✊🏼🩷

marcguiu9 🤐🤐🤐

user7 wait how are they related ??

user4 if im not wrong her dad remarried after her mom passed on.

user7 oh, im so sorry for her.

user4 i think its been a secret because her dad didnt want her to be in the media too much. he didn’t want her to be picked on given her past.

[myfanfictions]

Masterlist

“Pool Party with the Barca Boys” - series (contains smut)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

[fuocodelfo]

Le tradizioni

Anche, nessuno detto di no a fanfic, quindi ricevete questo. Lyn/Hector (vedrete che sono il fan più grande di loro) 1,373 parole

*la mia amica ha corretto la grammatica, quindi non è terribile come di consueto.

Lyn non aveva avuto molto tempo per adattarsi delle tradizioni di Lycia, ma le differenze tra Caelin e Ositia erano ovvie. Hector non era un nobiluomo insolito, come lei pensava all'inizio, ma un prodotto della sua gente. La gente di Ositia era franca e aperta, curiosa di lei, e in qualche modo, più rispettosa della gente di Caelin - o di Sacae.

La gente di Caelin riconosceva la somiglianza con sua madre, ma non la considerava una di loro. La sua pelle era troppo scura. Parlava con un accento straniero. Le sue idee della nobilità e del governo erano troppo strane. Lyn, figlia di Madelyn o no, non era una di loro.

In Ositia, le opinioni erano divise. Quelli che avevano sostenuto Ather, e ora sostenevano Hector, vedevano lei per prima cosa una guerriera forte, per seconda un collegamento a Caelin, in ultimo una gitana sacaena. Quelli che avevano opposto Ather odiavano di più Hector. Ignoravano Lyn, tranne che per insultare la sua discendenza mista.

Lyn ignorava gli insulti. Li aveva già sentiti dire dal Marchese di Araphen e da molti altri nella sua vita. Le parole non valevano l’aria necessaria per dirle.

Ositia aveva perduto e ottenuto due marchesi in poco tempo, e c'era agitazione ovunque. L'incoronazione di Hector era stata organizzata al più presto. Lui fu il Marchese di Ositia prima che fosse guarito dalle battaglie. Ora, il loro matrimonio era stato organizzato con la stessa velocità. Dopotutto, il marchese aveva bisogno di una moglie, e Ositia aveva bisogno di un erede.

Lyn aveva visto parecchi matrimoni in Caelin. I preparativi per il suo erano meno appariscenti, ma molto diversi da quelli del matrimonio che lei aveva immaginato quando era piccola. Quando era solo Lyn della Lorca. Quei giorni erano finiti. Ora lei era Lady Lyndis di Caelin, presto sarà Lady Ositia. Quindi, provava ad accettare il suo destino con dignità.

Hector, però, la conosceva meglio.

Lui la fermò nel giardino.

-Andiamo a fare una cavalcata nel parco,- disse. La frase era corta, come sempre, senza un preambolo. Marchese o no, Hector era sempre Hector.

Lyn sollevò le sopracciglia. -Hai degli incontri oggi, no?- Era una domanda valida. Hector sembrava sempre avere degli incontri. A volte lui calmava le paure della sua gente. A volte insinuava delle minacce implicite. Presto Lyn parteciperà con lui, dopo il matrimonio.

Hector alzò le spalle. -I cavalli sono già pronti.-

-Sei sicuro, oggi! Pensi che riuscirai a rimanere in sella questa volta?-

-Se no, è solo perchè la mia istruttrice è stata negligente.- Hector prese la sua mano. -Andiamo, Lyn! Al diavolo i nobili. Abbiamo bisogno di un giorno libero, ogni tanto.-

Quando lui iniziò a trascinarla verso la stalla, Lyn non protestò.

Lyn andava al parco quando aveva nostalgia di casa. Non era per niente come Sacae, dove le pianure incontravano il cielo, ma era meglio delle strade affollate di Ositia. Meglio del presidio rinforzato che Hector chiamava casa. Il parco era alle spalle del castello, appena fuori delle mura.

Era metà prato e metà foresta - un terreno di caccia per il marchese e la sua famiglia. Nè Ather nè Hector cacciavano regolarmente e ora il parco sembrava un po' selvaggio. Non era davvero selvaggio, ma meno curato del giardino o del prato dentro le mura. Il parco era il solo posto che le sembrava familiare.

Hector rimase in sella, quindi Lyn aveva bisogno di un'altra scusa  per prenderlo in giro. Non era troppo difficile da trovare.

-Ora riesci a comandare questi cavalli, visiteremo Sacae e ti metterò in sella ad un vero cavallo!-

Lui non abboccò all'esca.

-Mi piacerebbe ...visitare Sacae con te, un giorno.- disse Hector. Così serio, così goffo, così diverso dal solito. Lyn aveva sentito Hector parlare così solo poche volte. Era preoccupata.

-Stai bene?- domandò. Le sue mani stringevano i redini e il suo cavallo sbuffava, irritato dalla tensione. Lyn si costrinse a rilassarsi, a respirare e ad aspettare che Hector si spiegasse.

-Ho qualcosa per te, e non ho voluto dartelo davanti a quello branco di sciacalli.- Manovrò il suo cavallo più vicino a lei, così vicino che lei poteva sentire il tessuto dei suoi pantaloni sulla sua gamba nuda. Hector prese due borsellini dalla sua tasca, uno rosso e uno blu. Diede il rosso a lei.

-Non entrambi?- Lyn domandò, prendendolo in giro di nuovo.

Questa volta lui sorrise.

-Sei avida! Questo è mio. Aprilo!-

Lyn vuotò il borsellino sul suo palmo. Una catena delicata di argento splendeva nella luce del sole. Nel mezzo c'erano due anelli, più grandi degli altri, e a forma di diamante. Due diamanti intrecciati, il simbolo indossato dalle mogli su tutte le pianure di Sacae. Lyn lo guardò, senza parole.

Hector teneva una seconda collana - d'oro invece che d'argento. La catena era più spessa, e le forme erano cerchi invece che diamanti.

-So che un'anello è più tradizionale. Ma la mia famiglia ha già le fedi nuziali. Penso che una collana andrà bene.-

-Come I'hai saputo?-

-Ho obbligato Guy a dirmelo.  Ecco.-

Lui prese la collana dalla sua mano, aprì il fermaglio, allacciò la collana attorno al suo collo. Le mani di Hector erano grandi e segnate dalla battaglia. Avevano combattuto i nemici, avevano ucciso un drago, e avevano salvato tutto di Elibe. Erano delicate come pizzo contro la sua pelle.

Lyn non disse niente. Non aveva parole, serie o canzonatorie. Andò semplicemente verso di lui e gli allacciò la collana dorata. La catena spiccava sulla sua casacca blu, una piccola decorazione per un completo semplice. La collana andava bene, come se dovesse stare lì.

Lyn capiva la cavalcata, ora. Un matrimonio di Sacae era sempre sotto il cielo aperto. Un fidanzamento seguiva sempre una cavalcata lunga. Non era facile farlo qui, nella popolosa Ositia. Come di consueto, Hector riusciva a fare la giusta cosa al momento giusto.

-Ci sono anche delle parole da dire, lo so. Non l'ho dimenticato. Beh... l'ho dimenticato, ma lo faccio comunque.-

Lyn sorrise mentre Hector provava a dire i giuramenti matrimoniali della sua infanzia.

-Il tuo accento è terribile,- disse quando lui ebbe finito. Ma Lyn ripeté le parole, contenta di parlare di nuovo la sua lingua, ancora più contenta di dire qualcosa che non avrebbe mai pensato di dire, parole che riuscivano a spiccare anche in una lingua già piena di grazia e bellezza.

Hector la guardò con un sorriso, i suoi occhi erano calmi e affettuosi - un'espressione che lui condivideva solo con lei.

-Quando la tua mano è nella mia, io sono più forte,- lui diceva, ripetendo la prima frase nella lingua comune. Allungò la sua mano verso lei.

Lyn lo prese, e continuò con la seconda frase. -Quando le tue parole si uniscono con le mie, io sono più saggia.-

-Quando cammini al mio fianco io sono più coraggioso,- lui disse.

-Quindi  cavalcherò al tuo fianco se tu mi accetterai.-

Dissero l'ultima frase insieme, come se l'avessero deciso da prima. -Cavalcherò al tuo fianco, fino a che i fiumi non saranno asciutti, fino a che la luna non divorerà più il sole, fino a che le stelle non cadranno dal cielo come pioggia. Fino ad allora non separeremo mai le nostre strade.-

Entrambi erano silenziosi dopo il giuramento, prendendosi un momento per pensare a quello che avevano detto.

Hector parlò primo. -È meglio in sacaeno.-

-Tutto è meglio in sacaeno.-

Hector era ancora goffo, nei suoi movimenti e nelle sue parole. C'erano altre cose che voleva dire, Lyn lo sapeva, ma lui non sapeva come dirlo.  Lui non aveva bisogno di dirlo. Lyn lo conosceva meglio.

Entrambi parlavano meglio con le azioni che con le parole. Quindi, Lyn gli mostrò quello che lei pensava. Quando interruppe il bacio, Hector aveva una espressione stupefatta, ma non era più goffo.

Lyn rise. -Facciamo a gara a chi arriva prima al castello,- disse. Girò il suo cavallo verso casa.

Hector le sorrise, lo stesso sorriso che aveva in allenamento e in battaglia, e in ogni gara che avevano avuto. -Spero che tu sia pronta a perdere, perchè ho imparato dalla migliore!-

-Vedremo!-

I cavalli iniziarono la corsa in un rimbombo di zoccoli. Dopo, quando furono arrivati al castello, nè Lyn nè Hector sentirono il bisogno di menzionare che erano arrivati nello stesso momento.

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playboys don’t play - marc guiu

prompt: college parties are his thing, but soon you’re the life of his party.

warnings: cursing, drinking, suggestive content (not smut, but just some making out and physical touch), probably some cheesy stuff

credits to owners for all images.

just to clear things up, you weren’t a total loser in college. you loved going out with your friends. the only difference is, you knew how to maintain your grades. this semester has taken over your life very negatively. your friends never saw you anymore, and you only said 5 words to your roommate every single day.

there was only one solution. going out to a party. don’t get me wrong, therapy is very considerable as well. yet, parties are free and a nice stress reliever. your friends practically forced you out of your dorm. you loved going out, but never to places where the entire college is attending.

this party was a celebration to the college’s first soccer game this season, ending in a successful win. it was hosted by the one and only, marc guiu.

it was only his first year attending college. boy, did he gain a quick reputation. every single girl wanted him. during conversations before your classes, his name would start echoing. loud sounds of laughter and shrieks from people as he walked past. rumors flew about how many girls he’s been with, but nobody knew if they were true. constant talk in your friend group of bets on who gets to be the lucky girl he’s going to be with tonight.

you couldn’t lie to yourself. he was very attractive. he gave you sweet smiles across the class, maybe a few winks. in return, you gave him a ‘what the fuck’ face. you were in denial that you wanted him too.

“y/n is looking hella good today.” one of your girlfriends whistling as you put on your red lipstick.

“about time you took a break from your glasses. those contacts look really nice.”

overwhelmed with the compliments, you replied with a simple thank you. nothing like a tight and short black dress with gold jewelry.

arriving to the party, you and your friends were greeted with flashing lights. your friend group consisted a mix of girls. some popular, some casual, some nerdy. all that matters was a healthy friendship.

welcomed with shots being poured down your throat. you were still shocked at how beautiful the soccer teams ‘frat’ house was.

mingling in with the people, you couldn’t help but make eye contact with marc. his soft brown eyes looking at you and slowly noticing every detail of you.

“who are you staring at?” hector came up to him, causing the eye contact to break. you turned around to socialize with people and make more friends.

“nobody.” marc cleared his throat. trying to gain his normal thoughts, hector could see through his lies.

“you were staring at y/n, weren’t you.”

“no. i wasn’t. what are you talking about.” he shook his head repeatedly. marc had feelings for you ever since he laid eyes on you. he hated when rumors came around about him with other girls because the only person he wanted to be with, was you.

“marc, it’s time for you to tell her. im sure you don’t want any other guy on her, right?” as hector said the last sentence, he pointed at you talking to another guy who was obviously flirting with you.

“maybe i will. don’t worry about it.” marc walked away to get a drink as hector shrugged him off. nothing like getting him riled up just so he can be more direct towards you.

more games came around. such as beer pong, and your favorite, spin the bottle.

people sat in a circle with an empty beer bottle in the middle. first few spins landed on some of your friends.

“maria, truth or dare?” your friend, livy asked her.

“truth.” some people shouted boring, but the game was just getting started.

“is it true you hooked up with tyler?” sounds of ooo’s and gasps were heard. rumors flew around here, and this was the perfect time to get them straight.

“it is true.” maria laughed it off. the secret was finally out. considering maria was your roommate, you knew all the details of that night.

“alright, next.” livy’s boyfriend spun the bottle. slowly passing up marc, it landed on hector.

“truth or dare, hector?” hector gave a soft smirk. this man was always up for a challenge.

“dare.” it’s a tradition that the first dare of the night had to be the most memorable and the highlight of the party.

“i dare you to make out with kaitlyn.” damn, this game was getting hot. nothing like a time to rekindle high school sweethearts. especially when hector missed his ex girlfriend from his junior year. kaitlyn didn’t mind, she wanted him back just as bad.

hector stood up slowly and went up to her. both of them start making out, leading to many people trying to separate them after awhile.

“alright, next person.” hector spun the bottle. it made two laps and spun past you twice. it slowed down and pointed directly at marc.

“marc, my best friend, truth or dare.” hector patted him on his back.

“dare.” marc’s soft smile made you smile.

“i want you to spend 7 minutes in heaven with the next person it lands on.” all the girls made eye contact with each other. some of them were determined to have the bottle land on them.

“deal.” marc spun the bottle as fast as he could. slowly and slowly, the bottle landed on you. hector gave him a nice smile and a few laughs. you slowly stood up as marc was looking at you in disbelief.

“get up marc. you know you want to.” you were scared. you doubted anything was gonna happen since this would be the first interaction between the two, but this was definitely not how you saw yourself for the next 7 minutes. everyone followed you and him upstairs to his room. hector opened his closet door. luckily it was clean. "have fun." hector closed the door and now you were alone with marc. with the only light coming from his room through the little cracks of his door.

the next 2 minutes were just in silence as both of you sat on the ground. it was awkward, and you wanted to try and talk to him. yet, he looked terrified.

soon, he spoke, "i'm sorry y/n. i didn't wanna make my reaction look like that."

"you're fine. i thought you hated me for a second." trying to ease the tension, marc knew it was time to listen to hector's advice.

“no, i don’t hate you. it’s actually the opposite. i know this sounds weird, but i actually have a crush on you.” this was the first time someone ever confessed to you directly. maybe the first time someone even confessed. you were in pure shock trying to process what he just said.

“i thought you had a girlfriend.” marc sighed, knowing you were gonna bring up the rumors.

“i swear i’ve never dated anyone. you’re the only one i have feelings for. i know you’ve heard and think i got with almost every girl here, but i can promise you i didn’t. y/n, i’m being so serious to you. i’m not the playboy you think i am.”

you moved your body closer to him as he looked at you. he waited patiently for a response. “that’s actually pretty sweet of you to say. i’m not gonna lie to you either, but i think you’re attractive too. it’s just, i think we need to take some time to get to know each other.”

“that’s understandable. i’m just glad you got where i was coming from.” you made eye contact with him again. this time, you were closer to his face and you could see his eyes glisten at you. you looked at his lips, then his eyes.

one second led to another, you were now fully making out with him. you were straddled over his lap as your tongues continued to dance. his left hand placed on your ass, and his right traveling around your body. you kissed his jawline, then to his neck. he wanted his full attention on your lips though. he was holding your cheek as the night became needy.

unexpectedly, the door opened. you got off of marc and stood up to fix your dress.

“i see someone had fun.” hector winked at marc as he helped him stood up. walking outside, everyone was shocked. you looked at marc in confusion, only to notice your red lipstick was all over his lips, neck, and jaw. marc looked at you, and did not expect to see your lipstick smudged.

everyone left the room as marc wiped off some of your lipstick, and gave you one last kiss.