#kunessi fanfic

[chawarin-panich]

Either where do you want me to kiss you or I remember our first kiss, dealers choice 😭

This is more 'where do I want to kiss you'. I believe you when you say you didn't have evil intentions when you gave me the prompt. But only because I know you would never back away from taking credit for the angst atrocities you commit against the world.

And also, about this fic...uh...my bad?

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pairing: Kunessi

Rating: G Leo sneaks into his bed sometime in the middle of the night. If he’s lucky, having him close like this will calm Leo down enough for him to go back to sleep so Kun could go back to sleep. Sometimes, it works out this way, Leo worries so much that he forgets how to breathe and the quiet rise and fall of Kun’s chest is his way of remembering, of anchoring him back home. But this is the night before a World Cup Final; their - no, Leo’s - last and Kun has never really believed in luck.

Leo keeps tracing his fingers on his chest and Kun lets him, the quiet settling around them in a way that Kun has had years to get used to. But then Leo starts fidgeting, fingers curling into the hem of his sleep shirt.

‘Can’t sleep?’ 

‘Show me.’ Leo says suddenly, voice soft in their dark room but determined, leaving no room for Kun to refuse.

‘You’ve seen it.’ Kun answers because tonight is about Leo, not about him. If he lets himself think about seat numbers, guest access passes and broken hearts, then he doesn’t know when he’ll stop.

‘Not in person.’ Leo says and it stays between them for a moment longer, their separation and the reasons therefore, a gaping hole Kun doesn’t want to fall into. He looks at Leo then, staring at him, waiting for Kun to take off his shirt and Kun sighs. It’s not like he thought Leo would ever back down, he was just stalling for time; a breath before taking the plunge.

Kun lifts his torso just enough to pull his shirt over his head, Leo shifting a little to let him and then snuggling back into his side immediately after.

‘Can you even see it like this.’ Kun asks, followed by a little laugh when Leo says, ‘No.’ and then Leo presses his finger to the scar, ‘But.’ He can feel it under Leo’s ministrations, the slightly raised edge of it he barely notices but now resembles that mountain that stands between them, never acknowledged.

‘It’s small.’ Leo says, his voice tinged with wonder, ‘I had leaned closer to the screen but I couldn’t really see it then either.’ Kun doesn’t really know what to say but he’s also found out over the years that when Kun doesn’t have anything to say he doesn’t have to, not when the other person is Leo.

Finally, just when Kun thinks this is just how they’ll fall asleep, the silence though heavy is no less comfortable, Leo asks, ‘Can I?’

And truth be told, Kun has no idea what Leo is asking. And that’s okay too because Kun doesn’t need to know what exactly Leo wants to give it to him.

‘Yes.’

He feels Leo’s cautious breath on his chest, then the soft press of lips to a wound long healed, leaving behind a tiny scar he can touch and a gaping emptiness he can't.

Leo pulls back after a few moments that had stretched and stretched into a tension that breaks all at once when he whispers, 'We will win this, I promise.'

And for the first time since he’s landed in Qatar, Kun cries.

[mebiselfandi]

Title: Come Daybreak

Summary: Kun buries Leo at their spot in the hills

A/N: I kept forgetting to post this oops

[mountinez]

kunessi | explicit | 8.4k | read on ao3

There's sadness in Leo's eyes, but it's not the first time Kun has seen him like this. After the 2018 World Cup, they travel through their memories during dawn time, trying to find meaning in every moment they shared. Tragedy has drawn them to each other since the very beginning, but Kun has a theory: surely the invisible thread that binds him to Leo is unbreakable, it can be a blessing or even a curse. But what is the difference between the two? “It hurts when you go away… it’s like something is wrapped around my stomach. It stretches, but does not break.”

this fic is a gift for my dear @cherishlaluna. han, our first interaction ever was about kunessi and ofc, i had to write it for you. it was originally a gift for your birthday but i got all messed up with life and wips. anyways, just a small proof of how much i love you 🌙

as always, betaed by the one and only, greatest of them all @shionorimaru [please guys READ the damn tags, this is explicit content with very graphic sexual content (including choking and fingering) i don't wanna minors reading this. mwah!]

[tsukkiru]

Hello everyone! My name’s matt and i’m 15 years old! I’m a huge football fan and i love drawing and writing fanfics about them! I never really posted on Tumblr but i kind of want to share my art, so here we go!

I write/draw most of these ships:

-Cristiano x Messi (MY BABIESSSS)

-Antonela x Messi

-Cristiano x Georgina

-Neymar x Messi

-Ramos x Modric

-Depaul x Messi

-Dibu x Messi

-Kun x Messi

(lowkey everyone with messi)

Here’s my favorite tropes!

-Enemies to Lovers

-Alpha/Omega

-Friends to Lovers

Hope you guys will like my posts 🫶🏾

[leitolover]

Chapters: 3/?

Fandom: Men’s Football RPF

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Sergio Agüero/Lionel Messi

Characters: Lionel Messi, Sergio Agüero, Neymar, Maxi Rodríguez

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, Alternative Universe - Spiderman, Spiderman AU, Lionel Messi as Spiderman, Bullied Lionel Messi, Anxiety, Anxiety Attacks, autistic Lionel Messi, Author Projecting onto Lionel Messi, Fluff, Slow Burn, Kun is Spiderman's fan, Kun and Messi are table mates, Leo needs friends, Alternate Universe - No Girlfriends/No Wives, Meet-Cute, Friends to Lovers, Jealousy, Teen Romance, Idiots in Love, Character Study, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, I'm Bad At Tagging, Bad English, Bad Jokes, Homophobic Language, Insults

Summary: Kun is training to be a football player, but he always gets into trouble. Luckily, a new hero would start to take care of him.

[idontknowwtfiamdoing]

"Kun? What are you doing?”

“Tell me to stop,” he croaks out, he hardly recognises his own voice over the sound of the shower. He moves into Leo's space, cupping his jaw gently with both hands like this is the only thing he’s wanted since forever.

“Please tell me to stop"

They’re almost kissing, noses brushing against each other, the water from the shower is soaking his sweats and hair, and Leo is biting his own lip again.

“Don’t stop.”

[sunofmoon]

it is amazing that there were some mutual ones that really left their mark on me

every time i think of leo messi or argentina nt @/vayvaov comes to mind

every time i think of gabi martinelli (or gabi's in general) + arsenal @/starboygabi it comes to my mind

every time i think of marcus rashford or man united @/cryingforcrocodiles it comes to my mind

every time i think of kylian, barca ou the world's best gifs anyone can make @/doinggreat it comes to my mind

every time i think of kunessi, licha martinez, lichantony @/cherishlalune it comes to my mind

every time i think of neymessi or haalingham @/neyxmessi comes to mind

every time i think of neymessi, fanfics or sebchal @/lesbionel comes to mind

[patrice-bergerons]

ao3 first lines

Thank you for the tag @stinastar @ripplesofaqua and @greenapricot

Rules: post the first lines of your 10 most recent fanfics

light on the water - (lewis, robbie/james):  Lewis is carding his fingers through his hair.  James doesn’t need to open his eyes to know that it’s him and doesn’t need to see that loving, soft expression on his face to know that this is respite.

then that’s what we will have to do - (james bond, 00q):  Q thought he might have just rolled out of the cab and onto the sidewalk, face first, had it not been for the cats in their carrier he must not let down, so deathly exhausted he was after three days in which he got a grand total of three hours of sleep.

i could always move in with you - (james bond, bond & dench!m):  She starts unbuttoning her coat the moment she is inside, tugging her scarf off as if it’s a noose around her neck.  It sure as hell feels like it.

on and on and on - (james bond, 00q):  Q is smiling at him through the haze, a floating head in a dark sea. 

maybe it’s different for us - (kunessi):  Leo walks into the hotel bathroom only to find his toothpaste lying on the counter with its cap off.

i never left - (james bond, 00q):  Q would like to claim that you lose track of weather altogether at MI6 Headquarters, that standing at the heart of a throbbing, ever-changing maze, the world reduces to technology that will become the difference between life and death, criminal plots that need to be uncovered and counteracted, and meetings that never end. 

excel-lent news - (james bond, 00q):  Q was so lost in his computer screens he did not hear Bond enter the room until the man was practically standing beside him, at which point he let out an undignified yelp, jumping back in surprise. 

here it is - (james bond, 00q):  It’s a funny sort of business, thinking you know someone who works in espionage.

one last line - (james bond, 00q, “cat!bond au”):  It was at times like this James wished he could still roll his eyes.

it’s called a hug - (james bond, bond & dench!m, “m!lives au”):  By the time the evening rolls around, James is almost feeling settled.  Waking up disoriented in a hospital with a cotton field for a brain and glass shards for a throat is never a pleasant feeling but it is more than what he expected, in that split second he had to register the explosion barreling towards him before he was knocked unconscious.   

not tagging anyone (mostly because I lost track of who hasn’t been tagged yet) but if you want to do this say I tagged you and @ me!

[footballfangworl]

Hello!

welcome to my crib 🏡

My name is Sienna my pronouns are she/her and here’s a few reasons why I’m on this silly app.

I’m a Barca & Arsenal enthusiast

Huge fan of 🇦🇷🇧🇷🇺🇸 national teams (and by “🇺🇸” I mean the women’s team lol)

I’m plagued by the virus that is neymessi and write fanfics about them. Although I don’t mention it often if you’re not into rpf this might not be the blog for you.

Other less important things.

I ramble a lot and sometimes use this blog as my personal diary so if you suddenly see me ranting in the tags about my life don’t be alarmed.

Some of my post can be nsfw for time to time.

I also might post about other ships such as modramos, kunessi and rodressi.

Links and most used tags.

#asks🫶🏾

#neymessi

#neymar

#leomessi

ao3

arsenal side blog

That’s all I got for now bye! ❤️

[chawarin-panich]

PLEASE write something cute and fluffy for Kunessi (doesn’t have to be long) where despite Kun’s retirement Leo jokes about now having Kun all to himself

MY DEAREST ANON YOU HAVE SENT THIS TO ME ALMOST A YEAR AGO AND LET ME TELL YOU I WROTE SOMETHING ALMOST IMMEDIATELY BUT WHEN I SAY I CANNOT WRITE CUTE AND FLUFFY KUNESSI FORGIVE ME.

Anyhow here is what I actually wrote and i thought it was appropriate to unleash this upon the kunessi girlies going through it during the WC

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Title: Things may end

Pairing: Kunessi

Paris is noisy. Well technically he’s still in the airport because there is some delay in getting his car rental. But the airport is noisy and there’s 5 pages of French gibberish between him and his car. There’s an English copy but it’s barely any more helpful. He still clicks a few photos of the pages and texts it to Joe Hart with no more context than a ‘?’ after – it’s a habit he’d picked up in Manchester, when they were both in Manchester and the English were a constant source of conundrum in Kun’s life.

Finally, an out of breath airline hostess rushes into the tiny little office he’s sitting in with the hateful scraps of papers in his hands. She introduces herself and says the magic words, ‘I can translate.’

***

Paris is still noisy when Leo texts him.

‘mi amor,’ it says, ‘how do you get stuck in an airport 🤣’

Kun ignores it, mood souring even more. He should have just taken a taxi then and revealed Leo’s residence to the no doubt curious driver. Information like that will fetch a good price even. And he could even use the income. He doesn’t really understand the investment and dividends that Masche’s broker keeps sending him e-mails about but something about selling Leo’s private data feels like an honest, tangible barter.

Besides, it would serve that smug bastard right. Kun can fund his trip and take revenge in one fell swoop.

But if he would allow himself some honesty, he’s annoyed because he’s ruined his own surprise. Surprised delight is a good look on Leo, for a man who has so much, it’s endearing the way Leo lights up with even the littlest thing Kun does. And if he’s being really honest, he’s here in this foreign land he doesn’t know very well, in search of the one place he can call home. To flood the darkness growing inside him, stall it for the few days that Leo has to spare.

His phone buzzes.

Vehicle you booked out of order. Refund will be in your bank acc in 3-5 business days

Too late, he thinks. It’s too late.

The hostess already told him.

He knows there’s no car waiting for him.

He bounces his leg idly. He’d always thought it would be that. His leg. Everyone fears for their legs or even shoulders, head even. Every injury is an abyss that one must cross blind, not knowing what form you’ll emerge with on the other side. And people have held his hand through them, till he’s emerged on that other side, changed but adapting, compensating for a weak right ankle, a creaky knee, speed with strength, strength with instinct.

There’s a tight feeling in his chest.

His heart.

There are hands clutched in his but there’s no shoreline in sight.

So how long can he hope for them to hold him.

His phone buzzes.

‘I’m in the garage near terminal B’

Is it selfish? To need a spotlight. To need a beacon to guide him home?

He swings the not-a-gym bag overnighter over his shoulder and starts walking. Bitterly, he thinks it doesn’t matter. Lights aren’t always bright in the way signs aren’t always clear and airline translators have more customers than just him to serve.

Turns twists escalators, the chill of the airport. The sheen of a car belonging to a rich asshole.

The windows roll down to reveal the smile of a dear friend.

‘It’s good to see you carino.’ Leo says as he emerges from the car, pulls him in for a hug. And when they finally separate, Leo stretches out a hand, waiting for him to put his bag in them.

The tightness in Kun’s chest unfurls.

And in his chest - a little worse for the wear though it may be - his heart beats.

[mebiselfandi]

Tagged by the amazing @licharlo thanks for the tag💕

rules: share the first lines of your ten most recent fanfics and tag ten people. if you have written less than ten, don't be shy and share anyways.

1. Neymessi - In My Heart I Know

Neymar checked his reflection in the mirror one more time before rushing outside to where Leo was waiting for him leaned against his car.

“Okay, let’s go,” he murmured as Leo got back in the drivers seat and set off into the night.

Neymar wasn’t all too sure where exactly Leo was taking him but he didn’t press to figure it out.

2. Neymessi - Or Maybe

Neymar woke up, yawning slightly as he took in his surroundings. He blinked the nights sleep away and waited for his eyes to adjust to the small slivers of morning light that filtered in through the curtains.

3. Neymessi - Strawberries and Cream

The bowl of strawberries by Neymar’s bed side wafted a sweet scent through his nose. He picked one up, plump and red - biting off the tip and humming at the tang of the small fruit. Swallowing the rest of it, he twirled the stem in his fingers; green and leafy. It was soft on the pads of his skin and he smiled at the velvet feel of the leafs surface. He thought of the hairs that gathered sparsely at the base of Leo’s neck. How they felt not too dissimilar to the smooth fur covering the small stem.

4. Lichantony - Minha Pétala Vermelha

It was a nice day out. The sun was warm, not too blazing hot as it had been the last few days. And there was nowhere either Antony nor Licha needed to be. So when Licha had proposed the idea of having a picnic in a quiet field they’d stumbled upon when they’d gotten dismally lost, how could Antony say no?

5. Neymessi - Nap

Unlike Leo, Neymar rarely ever took naps. Usually the younger man was always full of energy from morning to night while Leo used any free time to sneak away and sleep for a short while. However after partying all night before, Neymar was feeling particularly sleepy for once. The afternoon sun that filtered in through the window onto his bed was warm against his skin. He glowed golden and he smiled softly when Leo entered the room looking equally sleepy and satiated.

6. Kunessi - Collapse

"Come on. Come on! Come on! YES!"

Kun laughed loudly as he finally managed to beat Leo at fifa. He cheered loudly and ran around the room laughing as Leo began to sulk in his chair, throwing the controller aside.

"I told you I'd beat you Leo! Who's the best now?” Kun asked sarcastically. He struck a ridiculous pose, flexing his arms and giggling hysterically as Leo rolled his eyes.

"Ugh," he groaned as he crossed his arms moodily over his chest

7. Kunessi - Trembling Hands

Kun had watched Leo all his life. First on the TV then right next to him. He couldn't remember a time when he didn't watch Leo. Anxiously, impatiently, waiting for his reaction to something funny he'd said. Happy when the other man's eyes crinkled in the corner and he laughed loudly and uncharacteristically without a care in the world. He watched him so intently he could trace Leo's mood before Leo could. Kun took pride in knowing Leo so well and Leo knew it. And it was moments like this when Kun was grateful for his secret superpower, as he'd told Leo one afternoon while they played FIFA.

8. Neymessi - Finally Alone

It was one of those days. When the schedule was so tight Leo and Neymar barely saw each other. The few glimpses they had were when they were tired and worn out, half gone from the vigorous training they were doing. The sun baked their skin and even if they wanted to they wouldn't have been able to talk to each other without somebody interrupting.

9. Neymessi - As Sweet As You

Neymar scanned the counter once more to make sure he had everything he needed. Flour, eggs, milk, cocoa powder, etc. Yes everything exactly. Putting on his apron, he began to measure out all the ingredients needed as quietly as possible, so as not to wake Leo up.

10. Vini Jr & Gavi - Just My Luck

The venue was packed to the brim with guests. Footballers and friends. Musicians and plus ones. The multitude of crowds all chattered and mingled with each other over the loud music being played. Anyone and everyone was invited to Raphinha’s birthday party. He’d decided to make a big event of it this year. Something about you only turn 27 once. Gavi couldn’t remember. Him and Pedri made their way over to the birthday boy, wishing him a happy day and so forth before he directed them to the present pile where they could drop off their gifts. Pedri handed his to Gavi before disappearing off into the crowds to talk to someone. Gavi pushed his way over to the present pile and just his luck he should bump into the one person he didn’t want to see.

“Vinicius.”

“Pablo.”

I was gonna include a bonus for the second chap for the first fic but it’s just not that good and it will be changed v soon

Tagging @dykemar @liverpool-enjoyer @white-light-on-my-prism @bettercostume @swaggypsyduck @kuhcra @karotland I know some of y’all are just starting or are keeping them under lock and key so no pressure at all to participate 💕

[mountinez]

at this time, one year ago, someone would comment on one of my posts about kun aguero and kunessi. i was asking for a simple video of an interview and this person would come in and send me the link. it could be just another simple tumblr interaction but right away it was like we were already friends and i didn't even know how was tumblr life without them around.

so after one year, we got gifted posts, gifted playlists

asks and cariños...

bday gifts...

a fanfic of a ship i would never imagine writing before...

lots of gossip, help with romance and venting sessions, but those we keep in secret hehe. here we are :'3 han, you are indeed one of the greatest gifts i got in life. the universe was really generous to me. you are more than a mutual, you are my friend and i'm very grateful for having met you.

here is a pic of the moon i took long ago. it's not the best but i wanted to gift it to you. just like her it's like you are always around and you always been. thank you for being my friend! <3

Well I woke up Christmas morning and what did I see? I saw a lovely señorita looking back at me Named Guadalupe, with big brown eyes Boy what did you do this time?

@cherishlaluna

[kingsofargentina]

I had planned on making this before copa américa begun, but then life happened. Better late than never, tho, right? Let's call this a celebration of Argentina's win. :D

Kun Agüero and Leo Messi are the OTP of all OTPs for me, so here is a list of a few of my favorite kunessi fanfics that I've read over the years. This is not by any means a complete list since there are so many great fics (so hmu if you'd like more recs or are looking for something specific), and the fics are not in any particular order.

Multi-chapter/ novel length

Before the Third Star by rainedparade (162 096 words, rated E)

When it was the two of them, the pitch became their world and the ball, their very own sun.

A story about football, love, and life featuring Leo and Kun from 2005-2010. Takes place in an alternate reality with liberal use of the butterfly effect.

This feels like an account of what could have happened. Many scenes that draw on real events etc. A very beautiful story of boys who love football and each other.

A Messi Love by stillgold (69 188 words, rated E)

Kun knew he never should have had that last drink. Now he's gone and spilled his deep dark secret to Masche. And why is Kun's feelings for Leo the only secret Masche can't keep?

A good story with excellent smut.

two bodies pressed together by yvenger (jjjat3am) (6015 words, rated T)

"If I weren't a footballer, I would be a footballer's wife." - Kun Aguero

or

The one where Kun has to retire from football early and becomes Leo's househusband instead.

A little sad at the very beginning, but then very cute and domestic.

A Matter of Biology by MessiFangirl (hpdm4ever) (25 701 words, rated E)

Nicolás guides him down the hall, body still tight with tension. “You shouldn’t be alone,” his friend says, a hint of a growl in his voice. “Not anywhere until we’re back in England. We don’t really know if it’s true about how they do things here. The last thing we need is you mated to some neanderthal from Russia. It would probably be the end of your career.”

“They were being perfectly nice,” Kun says, frowning. Instead, he takes a deep breath as the familiar scents of his teammates wash over him, trying to raise his spirits again. It’s what gives him the strength to add, “I’m allowed to do things differently here. You’re the one who was being rude.”

The a/b/o fic I didn't expect to love as much as I did.

By the Rio de la Plata I sat down and wept by whimsicule (48 904 words, rated M)

Buenos Aires AU. Kun is part of the city's social elite, drifting without any sense of responsibility and purpose. A chance encounter with a childhood friend puts his life into perspective.

AU that has nothing to do with football. My favorite fic of all time; any genre, any fandom, any pairing. What an absolute masterpiece. It broke my heart, but in the most beautiful way. I cried, and then I cried some more. And then i reread it.

One shots

Prayers by ren_makoto (3418 words, rated E)

How do you worship a god? Kun Aguero shows his reverence to one D10S de Futbol. But gods can be spoiled, complicated creatures...

"He's seen fans almost kill themselves jumping down from the stands to hug Leo, kiss him, bow down at his feet. Nearly drowning themselves to swim to his yacht. He's seen fans cry in joy when Leo gives them his shirt or a hug. This is his equivalent, Kun imagines. This is as close as he comes to praying anymore."

Hot and a bit angsty. Actually really angsty if you think about it.

Tonight Is For You by MessiFangirl (hpdm4ever) (3199 words, rated T)

Nobody approaches him, perhaps aware that he's fighting to maintain his composure. The Icelandic players are respectful enough that they give him his space, while the Argentine players are wise enough to know that he needs it.

There's a light touch against his bare back then, right against his waistband, and Leo lowers his shirt to glare.

I just love it when Kun get's a little angry. I mean I also love it when he gives Leo anything he needs, but when he puts his foot down, it makes for very good plot. This fic has that.

Make it better by brightcrystal (4324 words, rated E)

After Argentina's semi-final defeat against Brazil in the Copa América 2019, Leo is devastated and Kun wants to help him feel better. Going down a familiar path is the easy choice, but is it the right one when the kisses are mixed with bitter tears of disappointment?

A bit of fluff, a bit of angst, and a bit of smut. Can't go wrong with that.

short beards are for fun by mm_nani (834 words, rated E)

leo has shaved his beard short and this is why

Hot and fun. Made me smile.

Todo Por Vos by stillgold (1286 words, rated G)

There’s nothing to say, but the words come unbidden. “Hoy por vos”, he whispers. Today for you. For you. He could have said todo por vos, all for you, and it would have been true.

Maybe Leo understands, or maybe Leo already knew—maybe Leo, with his dark eyes and his quiet mouth—maybe he can see better than others can. It seems like it on the pitch, but maybe that skill translates here too—maybe it sees Kun’s yearning, his hunger, his ache, his everything—all for Messi, todo por el.

I just reread this as I went to copy the link and GOD it's so... I can't even describe it! It's just.... The feelings, u kno???? No smut or nothing just... words and.... and FEELINGS!!!

sometimes your voice might just be enough by westhamutd (1773 words, rated M)

“hey kun. how are you doing?”

he hears kun yawn on the other end of the line and starts to laugh.

“oh you’re tired? it’s literally four in the morning here.”

--

things you said on the phone at 4am

This manages to be both cute and hot in less than 2000 words.

[thirteenandten]

Well, hello there. I wanted to post this rec earlier but I went to sleep really late finishing one of the gems you’ll see in the list below. Also, I decided to add little notes about the fics because last week it felt really weird not saying anything about what I like about the fics so yeah, you’ll have to deal with more of my ramblings, I’m sorry haha 

Fic Rec No.2 (23.10.2017)

1. Ace of Hearts by Anonymus (2017) T

loosely based on the prompt: "Geri inadvertently (when drunk or by mistake?) tweets about his love for Ramos and has to deal with the consequences."

Sergio Ramos/Gerard Piqué - W: 13616

note: boy, do i love this ship a whole lot. it’s been a while since i was SO glad i lost sleep over a fic. this is all kinds of tender and funny and angsty and loving.

2. stuck on a bridge between us by wortfee ( @terfinha ) (2016) T

Marc never believed in true love. He still doesn't if he is completely honest, but laying together with Rafinha and kissing him until his lips are numb feels dangerously close to it.

or the one in which Marc is an artist trying to be in control and fails everytime he looks into Rafa's eyes.

Rafinha Alcantara/Marc André Ter Stegen - W:3100

note: i’m just here to remind you all that i love terfinha and that i love aus, so here, have one piece i adore with my whole heart.

3. two bodies pressed together by neyvenger ( @neyvenger ) (2016) T

"If I weren't a footballer, I would be a footballer's wife." - Kun Aguero

or

The one where Kun has to retire from football early and becomes Leo's househusband instead.

Sergio Agüero/Lionel Messi - W:6015

note: the wag au this ship always deserved. y’all don’t understand how much i love this fic, i have re-read it just too many times already. anyway, julija should have a permanent spot over here because i love everything she writes lol

more recs

[elbiotipo]

me metí de pura curiosidad a buscar fanfics en ao3 y encontré uno de Dyb*la/M*ssi etiquetado #canon compliant y morí

ESTO ES TERRIBLE

QUE PASÓ CON KUNESSI?

[thebluesideofmyworld]

Fic Aesthetics: MAYBE YES, MAYBE NOT

Pairing: Sergio Agüero/Lionel Messi Chapter: 1/1 Word count: 5500 words

Sunshine.

That is the best thing that can explain that smile.

“Hey there!” The guy waves at Leo and quickly gets off his bed. “I assume you are my roommate?”

“Yeah. I’m pretty sure I am,” Leo says. He’s almost surprised when he realized that he’s also smiling now. But come to think of it, with that kind of sunshine smile, Leo thinks that nobody can resist to smile back at this guy.

“Well, hello, then.” The guy makes a few wide steps towards Leo. He shakes Leo’s hand and even pulls him for a quick hug.

“I’m Sergio. But you can call me Kun. Or you can call me Sergio. Whichever you prefer,” he says. It’s amazing how he can say all of that without losing that smile from his lips.