#lucas paqueta

[threelionsgirl]

Vinicius Jr, Raphinha, Lucas Paqueta and Neymar dancing after Brazil score the first goal against South Korea in the round of 16 during the FIFA World Cup Qatar 2022 at 974 Stadium on December, 5 in Ras Abu Aboud, Qatar.

[professssor]

Shadow and Bone cast supporting Ben Barnes in London. 🖤

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[goreyer]

Brazil dancing their way to the quarter finals

BRA 4 - 1 KOR│ 5.12.22 │World Cup 2022 Vinícius Jr. 7' Neymar 13' (P) Richarlison 29' Lucas Paquetá 36'

[football-collection-hqs]

[cynicesthetic9]

Kisses on the head are the most beautiful ones😌🥹❤️

A gesture of love, respect, comfort, protection , pride and admiration.

[thiem]

It's a Brazilian Thing! Brazil vs. South Korea | Fifa World Cup Qatar 2022

[crfinesse]

I am 👆👆 the football ⚽️ country 🇧🇷🇧🇷 even gringo sambed 💃🕺💃🕺 passed it to neymar 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️ it's goal 🥅🥅🥅

brazilian nt with juliete icons !!!

[motoshima]

@motoshima //Instagram @_motoshima

[gabigabigabby]

headcanons | brazil national team

seleção brasileira x fem!reader

headcanons of other countries; portugal / england / argentina

a/n: i've always imagined how it'd be like to be friends with these guys. their group must be so much fun to be with. comfort national team ): lmk if you want a part two with the rest of the brazil guys! hope u enjoy ⭐️

synopsis: headcanons of the seleção brasileira during the world cup 🏆

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neymar

u and ney met for the first time at the brazil world cup

u had been a fan of his since his glory days in santos and his starting years in barcelona

through ney, u got to know the brazil legends

say ricardo kaká, say phil coutinho, say roberto firmino; say literally any brazil player, u have met them before

no one would dare to touch u because ur ney's friend

that's how powerful he is

he always offers to take u out with brazil during the international break

after training, ney insists u and the guys play a friendly game

u could pick out ur team and all, it's very cute (in my head)

he makes sure u get the best seats to watch the game

he invites u to squad dinner after every game brazil had under their campaign

overall, he's just a really amazing dude

it's a blast to get to hang out w him

richarlison

besides u and neymar, richarlison is the other dude ur attached at the hip w

u think he's the funniest guy you've ever met

and he thinks ur the prettiest girl he's ever known

u helped him dye his hair platinum blonde for the world cup

yep it was u

he gave u the shirt he wore on the very first match of brazil's campaign

and u wore that shirt every time brazil had to square up until their loss against croatia

i feel like richy is the kind to invite u to his hotel room so he could get a shit ton of room service

kinda weird. but it's actually kinda cute

he would make jokes solely bc he wants to hear ur laugh

if u don't laugh at his jokes, he literally dies inside

he's pretty overprotective

more overprotective than neymar, i'd say

he'd always have his arm around u

his height also intimidates a lot of people so it helps

he just overall cares so damn much about u

amazing guy

vinicius jr

vini's the kind to tolerate everyone's bs

he kinda just laughs at the squad's antics

trust me, the guys are all weird in their own ways

vini's the neutral guy

he's weird

but then again, he isn't

tbh w u, he's only weird when rodrygo's around

every time u would come visit him and rodrygo and eder, he brings along his nephew to the bernabéu

his nephew loooooves u

bc of vini, u have every real madrid kit u could think of

u have his, rodrygo's, eder's, even benzema's

awesome dude, he cares a lot about his friends

ur lucky to be friends w vini

lucas paquetá

okay i lied

u think lucas is the funniest guy in the seleção

don't tell richy

only u would tolerate his antics

every time one of the guys get paired up with lucas on the plane, they'd ask if they could switch w u

bc only u could match w his shenanigans

his wife n kids LOVE u

i cannot stress that enough

they see u as family

tia y/n

u love benício and filippo the same

but pippinho's ur favorite, ur not fooling anybody

richy joins u guys sometimes

he's the same amount of crazy, not to worry

u and lucas would brainstorm different dance celebrations

u were the mastermind behind his celebration after his goal against south korea

u and lucas would send each other tiktoks every day

whether it be dance related or just mad dumb shit

u appreciate having lucas in ur life

u have always wanted a best friend like him

and now that u do, u never want to let him go

antony

u and antony are very parent-like to one another

u both are around the same age

antony being a few months older than u

he wouldn't live it down

"eu sou mais velho que você, respeite os mais velhos, y/n" [i'm older than you, respect your elder, y/n]

"então você admite que tá velho" [so you admit you're old]

u would joke w him ALL. THE. TIME.

"eu apoio todos os clubes, exceto o manchester united. porque você tá nele" [i support all clubs except manchester united. bc you're in it]

"okay, agora isso é apenas maldade, y/n" [okay, now that's just mean, y/n]

all jokes aside, he'd go livid if anybody ever hurts you

physically, mentally, all that shit

he cares so much

his heart is so huge

he wears it on his sleeve

and he's proud of it

[kevjrr]

He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother, The Hollies // Goal // Eurosport // Psg Talk // The Guardian // Daily Mail // …

[threelionsgirl]

Brazil's coach, Tite dancing with Richarlison and the Brazil NT after scoring the fourth goal against South Korea in the round of 16 during the FIFA World Cup Qatar 2022 at 974 Stadium on December, 5 in Ras Abu Aboud, Qatar.

[nosugarallspice]

Masterlist

Football

Jude Bellingham

Ruben Dias

Erling Haaland

Kylian Mbappe

Darwin Nuñez

Neymar Jr

Trent Alexander Arnold

Andy Robertson

Jack Grealish

Virgil Van Dijk

Giovanni Reyna

Christian Pulisic

John Stones

Zlatan Ibrahimović

Lucas Paquetá

Hector Bellerin

Diego Lainez

Alejandro Balde

Josko Gvardiol

Ricardo Pepi

Star Wars

Anakin Skywalker

Kylo Ren

Darth Vader

People

Hayden Christensen

Formula One

Daniel Ricciardo

[whorekneecentral]

Spin Me Around

Lucas Paqueta x Fem!Reader

Warnings: soft husband!lucas, alcohol and the consumption of, making a mess and you're not having it, dancing cause it wouldn't be him without it, the use of alcohol in a sexual way (if that's even a warning), oral (f!receiving), fingering, finger sucking, penetrative sex (p in v), creampie.

Word Count: 1,633

Author's Note: big shocker, this one's for pookie also. I can't un-see that TikTok of drake I sent you loool. anyways, eat up besties.

merry smutmas series

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Lucas busts out the champagne and the streamers to celebrate the new years in your new place. 

It was a last minute plan; initially, you were supposed to head to the club with your friends to ring in the new years but you were so exhausted.

Lucas decided last minute that he didn't want to spend new years in Brazil, even though you two had gone for Christmas. You ended up coming back to England, the two of you making plans with a few of his teammates but he wasn't up for it, nor were you.

See, you had just moved into a new place before the holidays and with all the prep for the Brazil trip, you sort of forgo setting up your place. Now that you were home, you two had done that in the days after your return.

You both had underestimated the amount of work that would go into setting up the new place.

Hence why you ended up cancelling your plans and staying in. Your husband ordered take out and you caught up on your TV show.

It was 11pm when Lucas finally got up, switching off your TV show to put on music. Your head tilts to the side, looking at him, "what are you doing ?"

"I know we decided to stay in, but that doesn't mean we can't have fun."

The man grabs your hand, pulling you up and off of the couch before the two of you make your way to the kitchen. You leant on the counter, watching as he looked through the fridge for something. Lucas claps his hand - you suppose he found what he was looking for - reaching into the fridge to pull out a bottle of champagne.

There's a wicked smile on his face, the man raising his eyebrows just as he lifts the bottle. It's like you can read his mind; "no." You point your finger at him, wagging it at him as if he was a child.

Lucas ignores your warning, shaking the bottle up and down a few times. "Lucas, don't." You tell him, stepping towards him to take the bottle.

You can't stop him in time.

He pops the cork, the gold liquid spraying all over the kitchen and the two of you. To make matters worse, Lucas shakes the bottle, jumping around to the beat of the song. "Babe!" You laughed, turning away from him but he grabs your arm, your sock covered feet sliding over the wet tiles, letting him pull you into him.

"Dance with me, meu amor." His arm wraps around your waist and the other holds the bottle as you two spin around the kitchen.

It's loud, so loud; you're laughing and Lucas is singing terribly off key to the ridiculously loud music.

He takes a sip of the champagne, the liquid bubbling up and dripping down his chin. Neither of you seemed to have a care in the world at the moment.

You lean your head back when he pats your side, letting him pour the champagne into your mouth. It spills over your lips, dribbling down your chin to your neck. You can't stop the giggle that leaves your lips when Lucas leans down to kiss your neck, his tongue dragging up your soft skin. You can feel him kissing up and down where the champagne has split.

"Lucas," you mumbled, your hand on his jaw. "That's so gross!" You giggled, making a face. He smiles, kissing you, "I don't care."

You laugh, taking the bottle from him to set it on the counter. He pushes you back against him, letting you turn to face him again. Lucas has got his lips on either side of you, pinning you between the marble and him.

"Hi pretty lady," he smiles, leaning in to kiss you once more. You peck his lips, "one sip has gotten you drunk?"

"No," he rolled his eyes at your words, "I can't love on my wife?"

"You can," you hold his cheeks, letting him kiss you. Lucas steps closer, lifting you onto the counter without separating the two of you. He moves between your legs, his hands wandering all over your body.

His hands rest on your thighs, working their way up to your shorts. You already know his plan, you've known Lucas for years.

The man never changed, it was one of the many reasons why you loved.

"Not here," you swat his hands away.

He groans, but nods. His arm wraps around your waist, holding you close when he picks you up. "Lucas!" You laughed, holding onto your husband, "this is not what I meant."

"Close enough," he says, "grab the bottle."

You reach over, the dark green bottle in your hand as he carries you to the dining room. "This isn't any better," you tell him, your husband putting you down on the table, standing between your legs.

His hands wander, pulling your top over your head, tossing it behind him. You watch as he pinches your hip, having you lift yourself a bit so he can toss your shorts behind him.

Lucas could see the way your chest heaved under him, under his touch. 

He sinks down into his knees in front of you. Your eyes are fixed on your husband, watching his every single move. He tugs on your panties, pulling them down. 

The black fabric stuffed into the pocket of his shorts now, earning a slight smile from you.

He reaches up, taking the bottle of champagne from you. A solid swing of it, the light reflecting on his skin, his lips - the way the champagne left his lips wet. God, you wanted to kiss him and you were about too, reaching for your husband before he stops you, his lips finding your leg, leaving wet marks behind until he gets up to your inner thighs.

This was so much better than kissing him.

You’re watching him and Lucas looks up from between your legs, his eyes meeting yours when his tongue meets your clit.

Every time was the same, like nothing you’ve ever felt before. 

He’s slow at first, careful with his movements. His tongue rubbing up and down your slit, lapping over your cunt until your thighs squeeze around his head. 

“Babe, please.” You begged and your husband looked up at you. 

He asks you, “please what?”  

“Do something,” you squirm when you feel him move his tongue again.

His name falling from your lips was like heaven on earth to him. He set the bottle down and the same hand, the same cold hand was now rubbing at your entrance. Lucas pushes two fingers into you and you drop back into the table, back arched at the feeling. 

He knew you like the back of his hand, curling and pumping his fingers at the right angle and speed, making your legs shake. 

"Lucas," you groaned, a hand reaching down to tangle in his hair; it's grown out a bit, long enough for you to pull now.

Something he enjoyed, a mental note made to keep at this length.

You looked down at him, your eyes meeting his as he looked up at you again, watching how your face twists in pleasure. "Baby," you mumbled, chest heaving as you watched him. "Fuck me.. please."

The words tumble out and he pulls his fingers away, getting up off the floor.

His hand reaches up, the two fingers rubbing across your lips and you open your mouth, letting him stick them in. Your lips wrapped around them, tongue lapping over them like they were his cock. 

The thought alone made his cock twitch. 

Lucas pulls his fingers away and you pout, making him smile. His hand rubbing along your thigh before pulling you toward the edge of the table a little more. 

He's got one of your legs over his shoulder, the other hooked around his hip when he pushes into you.

He fucks you the way he knows you like it; rough. You were already overstimulated from his mouth and his fingers. It wouldn't take much to push you over the edge.

Lucas left you wanting more, hearing you beg for him over and over again. Begging him to do something, anything.

You were a sight to see; back arched off the table, eyes closed and the little L pendant on your chain pooled by your neck when your head fell back, his name tumbling from your lips for what felt like the millionth time. 

“C’mon sweetheart, want you to cum for me.” He says, knowing it won't be long more. 

He knew you like the back of his hand, every look, every touch, every movement, he knew you.

Lucas watches as your eyes flutter shut and he reaches you with his other hand, holding your jaw and pulling you up a little, your elbows holding up the weight of your body. 

“Look at me when you cum.” 

You’re forcing yourself to keep your eyes open, looking at your husband just like he wanted when you cum. He follows moments after you, dropping himself down onto you, his chest on your stomach and his cock buried in you. You too had dropped back down onto the table. 

The two of you lay there for a moment, neither of you saying anything as you held onto each other. You reach down, twirling a few strands of Lucas' hair before he stands up, untangling himself from you.

Just as you pull his shirt on, the two of you hear the loud popping coming from outside of the window. He nods for you to go ahead and he follows behind you.

Lucas' arms wrap over your shoulders, the two of you watching the fireworks from your kitchen window. "Happy new years," he whispers in your ear, kissing your jaw.

You smile, giving his arm a squeeze. "Happy new years."

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[libraryofloveletters]

Box It Up

Lucas Paqueta x Fem!Reader

Warnings: lucas has no patience, reader is oddly specific, there's a routine to the madness, a bit of bickering.

Word Count: 292

Author's Note: I feel like none of y'all read for Lucas lmaooo, like 3 of you will read this

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As long as it takes to put up, it comes down in half the time. Lucas doesn't understand the delicate process of re-packing your ornaments. 

January had rolled around and it was finally time to take down your Christmas decorations.

There was an order in which you took down your decorations, hence why you always did it yourself but this year, your husband found his way to the living room and asked if he could help you.

You were never one to turn away help, so you tell him he can help you.

Lucas begins pulling ornaments off the tree at random; red, green, pink, blue, in whatever order he wishes.

"Lucas!" You call for him, stopping him. "There's an order to it."

"Why?" He asks, clearly confused, "it's all gonna come down anyways."

"Yeah, but it's easier to put it away when you take it down in order." you tell him, letting him take down the gold ones while you worked on the red ones.

After you took down all the coloured ornaments, it was time to work on the special ones. Carefully taking them off the branches and wrapping them with tissue paper, before putting them back into their boxes. Lucas, on the other hand, was pulling them down frantically, and in a rush for some reason.

"Babe!" You scolded him, Lucas groaned. "What is it now?" He asks, clearly annoyed.

"It's glass, be careful. I don't want you to break it."

"This is more work than putting up the tree," he says, groaning as he sits on the couch. You laughed, putting away the last of the ornaments.

You have Lucas take the boxes and put them into storage until Christmas comes again. "Babe," he says, sitting next to you on the couch. "I love you but I'm never helping you with that ever again."

You laugh, patting his thigh. "Whatever you say, babe."

[renovador]

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