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freshfraise · 2 years

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Hi tee, Welcome to tumblr! I really loved you Richarlison work, and was wondering if you could please do another one like that where he gets more possessive after he sees the reader in his shirt or something? Thank you so much!

NUMBER 9

pairing: richarlison x reader

summary: It’s game day. Y/N proudly represents her boyfriend’s jersey, not realising just how much it means to him and the risks that come with wearing the No.9.

author’s note: my first request! sorry it took a bit long, i wanted it to be perfect :) hope you like it!! possessive richarlison!! comments/feedback are appreciated <3

Game day. It was the day he’s been preparing for what seemed like decades. I hated and loved it. Hated the trepidation and suspense that came with it, but there was nothing I loved more than being in his shirt, seeing him score a goal and have the whole entire stadium erupt. In this game so far, it was 3 - 2 to Tottenham, with one goal and one assist from Richarlison. The match was brutal, those three goals were not achieved easily. It was as clear as day that Richarlison was being targeted. Every time he landed on the floor, I winced, sending shockwaves to my heart; As if it was my very own skin being grazed against the stadium grass. I could tell he was getting exasperated, his plays slowly becoming more barbarous as the minutes went on. It was a matter of time before he was sent off.

Suddenly, at the 87th minute, the opposing team scores an equaliser changing the whole trajectory of the game. My hands cover my face in vexation, in absolute disbelief at the goal just scored. The unpredictability of this sport never failed to amaze me. Added time with a total of 6 minutes commenced, leaving just enough time for a winning goal. Barely seconds into the added time, Richarlison was getting substituted, which I knew he wouldn’t receive well. As soon as he reached the bench. He was kicking stray water bottles around and ultimately causing a commotion for the cameras to capture. He sat down, his jersey over his face leaning back towards the sky. It was as if I knew his exact thought processes at this moment.

Luckily, where I was sitting was close to the pitch, so it would be much easier to reach him after the game. In the blink of an eye, the game ended, with Spurs losing 3 - 4. It was a heart-rending ending after an extensive game. As soon as the whistle was blown, the crowd went wild, partially cheering, partially maddened. Suddenly, I became wary of my surroundings, as although I was near many guards, the other team's supporters severely outnumbered us and began to get frenzied. The dark blue nine that laid upon my back translated to a big glowing red target for hurling abuse. Panic flooded my senses as I wanted to get out of this as soon as possible. I wanted to signal for him but the team was coming out in a completely different way, leaving me to rely completely on the guards beside me.

Eventually, we managed to get out and landed in a completely different place. I was placed in a hallway waiting for Richarlison to come out and meet me. I was uneasy, flurried and extremely tense right now, all I wanted was to be with him. Out of nowhere, an arm snakes around my shoulder, and I immediately knew it wasn’t who I wanted it to be. His grip was tight and he reeked of nauseating alcohol. Probably already pre- celebrating his team's win. I tried to detach his fingers off my shoulder but they snapped back on like a silicone snap on watch. I tried to leave completely, but he was clearly stronger than me. I looked around trying to seek help from bystanders, but of course there was no one. I’ve never felt so helpless. I looked down in shame and I was reminded of the jersey I was wearing. The player leaned into me, saying “What’s your name?” Silence. “Come on, don’t be shy. What's your name?”

I hang my head low, before I hear someone say, ”I’m giving you three seconds to get your hands off my girl.” I look back seeing him, more agitated than ever, standing across from us in the hallway. I let out a breath of relief as his grip loosened and I practically ran to Richarlison. I hold him, shaken up at the current events. He hugs me, my visage facing his chest as he tightly cradles my head. He calls out to the other guy, saying “Never put your hands on her again. Or I will kill you.” My heart sank to my stomach, as he departed from my grasp swiftly, and made his way towards the player. He was trying to defend himself, but Richarlison wasn’t falling for his excuses. Embarrassment washes over me, as I wish that I was home curled up in my warm bed right now, anywhere else but here. I’m curious to see what Rich has planned, so I stay quiet.

In a very abrupt manner, Rich grabs the collar of the player's shirt, and uses it to slam him against the wall. I gasp unknowingly in shock. Rich begins to warn him about his actions. “You see a pretty girl and you get entitled? Do you feel good harassing girls like her? Huh? Know what is yours, and know what is mine. E aquela linda garota lá definitivamente não é sua. (And that beautiful girl over there, is definitely not yours.) In short, if I ever see you again, you’ll get more than a little shove to the wall, você entende? (You understand?)” He finishes, releasing the boy from his hands. He looks up at Rich in an apologetic manner, and walks back to his team changing room quickly.

In the midst of walking, Richarlison calls out to him, “Wait, I’m not done with you.” He curls his index finger, beckoning him to come back. Shamefully, he walks back to him. An amused smirk is plastered on Rich’s face. “Tell her you’re sorry, or I will go into that changing room and announce to your teammates that you like to harass women in your free time. Then, I will go to your manager and give him a couple reasons to rethink your future in the team. Or, you could just apologise. Your choice.”

I roll my eyes at his sensationalism and wait for an apology nonetheless. He mumbles a feeble apology and practically runs back to his teammates. As he slips behind the door, Rich reassures me, “Don’t worry, I’m still telling his manager.”

He engulfs me in a yearnful hug, holding me tighter than ever before. “Meu anjo, I’m so sorry.” He kisses the top of my head and leads me out with his arm over my shoulder, and his hands interlocked with my fingers. Once we finally got into his car, I finally stopped tensing and began to allow myself to be at ease. Comfortable silence filled the car, and sleep was catching up on me before Richarlison gently tilted my jaw to him and whispered, “Meu número nove. You look so good in my shirt.”

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jusalle · 2 years

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Richarlison Imagine💛

" Nice to see you again "

Yall needa give me some more suggestions!

You and Richarlison were very busy people.

You played for Barcelona women's team. You always loved to play football since you were a kid, always had a dream to play for the top teams. Now that you did play for one of the top teams in clubs, which meant you had to travel alot for your matches.

Now for your boyfriend, the one and only Richarlison De Andrade. He played for Brazil, which also meant he traveled alot and was busy in general.

Right now you had just played a match against Manchester City, you guys had won although it was a tough match especially they were good but the score ended in

3-0

You and your team went into the lockerooms and went to change. After you packed all your things and headed out of the stadium, you went to your car and started it up and decided to go back to the apartment you were just staying at temporarily because you had to travel for the match and needed somewhere to stay until next match.

Now you made it into your apartment and put all of your things down and went on to your bed and pulled out your phone. Then your phone started ringing, you awnserd.

"Congratulations Bébe, you did so good on your game!. I'm sorry I can't go to any of your games often." Richarlison said

You knew Richarlison couldn't make to most of your games because it's either, he has a game,practice or just busy with football. You missed him and he missed you to.

It's been 6 months you guys have been apart

Although little did he know, that I was going to suprise him at his match tomorrow against Serbia.

"Thank you, Meu Amor and don't worry, I understand your busy Bébe"

You guys spend a few hours on the phone talking about football and random things that been happening.

Then you noticed it was getting late so you said your goodbyes to Richarlison and went to bed.

••••

You woke up to your alarm beeping loudly, you shut it off and looked at the time.

5:13

The time was perfect because Richarlison match starts at 7.

So you got out of bed and went into the bathroom and took a shower then got dressed and ate and cleaned around the apartment a little.

By now it was 6:25

You decided it was a good time to leave since the time you get there, it will probably be close to 7.

You got all of your essentials and headed outside to your car and got in and started driving, can't stop thinking about seeing your boyfriend after 6 whole months without seeing eachother.

As you got towards the stadium. You got out your car and began walking into the stadium and going in and find your seat.

The time you found your seat, it was 6:55. So only 5 minutes before the game starts.

The saw Serbia and Brazil practicing on the field before the match started.

You hoped that everything goes smoothly.

You tried not to worry much as the match starts.

You recognized Neymar,Paquetá,Silva and many more.

You looked for Richarlison.

Finally you saw the bright white hair and the number 9.

You seeing him after so long, made you feel so happy because you missed him.

The game was very interesting. Neymar was practically getting attacked by every member in Serbia.

Then it was half time

You could tell Richarlison was getting stressed because it was still tied and they needed to atleast score somthing.

Half time ended

Then they procced to play

Finally at the 63rd minute Richarlison made an amazing goal and I was so proud of him. You just wanted to go down there to congratulate him but you knew you had to wait to the end of the match.

As Richarlison made the goal he did a celebration that made your heart melt.

Richarlison made a heart with his hands then pointed at the camera.

You laughed at the act because he knew you watched his games on the TV and he thinks your watching it on TV right now but in reality your at the stadium. Watching him

A few minutes past

Then at the 73rd minute

Richarlison made the most beautiful goal. You've ever seen

It was his infamous Bicycle Kick. He always loved to show you this trick when he practiced with you.

The rest of the game plays and it still stays at 2-0. Brazil ends up winning and Richarlison is loving it, since he made the 2 goals.

As time passes you saw him leave the field and go into the lockerooms. That was your sign to wait outside of the stadium for him.

So you jogged quickly outside and wait there.

You finally saw that white bright hair and you smile instantly.

He didn't see you because he was to distracted by his phone.

As he gets closer,closer and closer, he's still distracted by his phone. You decide to mess with him.

"May I get your autograph Richarlison, I'm a huge fan" you said in a high pitch voice so he wouldn't know it was you.

He still had his head down looking at his phone.

"Yeah of cour-" finally he lifted his head

You laugh at him because his face was so priceless.

He couldn't belive you were here, in front of his eyes.

"Hola Meu Amor" you said with the biggest grin.

He didn't even say anything, he just instantly hugged you.

"Were you here the whole time I was playing Y/n?" he said quietly still try to comprehend what's happening

"Yes Bébe I watched the whole game, congrats on the 2 points and that last kick was a beautiful goal Meu Amor"

"It's so nice to see you again Y/n"

He kissed you instantly. You missed his hugs and kisses and his gentle touch.

The kiss was so sweet then it turned passionate.

My breathing was getting heavier from how intense the kiss was.

I gasp as his thumb aligned with my jaw and tiled my head back to deepen the kiss

I need him so bad

We break apart from the kiss, breathing heavily

"Meu Amor" I said almost desperately

His beautiful light brown eyes went to my lips for a good second then found my gaze.

His eyes softend ever so softly

"I need you y/n so bad" He whispered in my ear

"Please"

I wanted to say something but I was so suprised how desperate he sounded for me. It made my knees weak and my mouth dry. Unable to speak

Although I knew he knew that I wanted him so desperately by the way my body went so weak for him.

Then the next thing I knew was that his soft lips met mine.

HELLO! My lovelies Ik brazil lost today and is eliminated sadly 😞 but I'm still very proud of them. I know this imagine is kinda long but I hope you guys like it.

#world cup #brazil #richarlison #richarlison de andrade #richarlison x reader #richarlison one shot #richarlison imagine

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kylianmbappee · 2 years

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Kylian Mbappé ✧

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Pov : you are dating him ( your gallery)

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peaky-shelby · 2 years

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Define me | Neymar x Oc [1&2]

Summary: Famous Singer and Actress, Gabriella Hamill, travels to Qatar after being invited on live television by her favorite player, Lionel Messi. Despite the invitation, Ella tries to avoid the cameras and hide in plain side, wanting to enjoy the games without the chaos that comes with being in Public places and it all seems to be going well until she meets Neymar Jr. in this bad boy meets good girl story, the definition of good and bad is lost between the lines and redefined by the past and future.

Writer's note: originally posted in Wattpad, for quicker updates you can follow me there. Let's see how much you guys wanna read 👀

GABRIELLA’S APARTMENT – BOSTON

“Are you sure you packed everything?”

Gabriella zipped her suitcase closed and let out a big sigh, letting her body fall on It. “No but it doesn’t fit anything else anyway.”

Maggie was standing by the door, her eyes stuck on her employer and friend of course. She didn’t say anything, she just stood, hands crossed on her chest and biting her lip.

Ella glanced at her, frowning her eyebrows. “thought we were over it Maggie.”

“Can’t say we are.”

“I’m going.”

“I know.”

“Then why are you looking at me like that?”

“There’s a lot of controversy around this Mundial.”

“Not this again.” Gabriella got up, lifting her suitcase with one hand “I’ve been invited by the Goat himself.” She smiled and the repeated “I’m going.”

NEYMAR’S HOTEL ROOM – QATAR

He reached his hand over to the nightstand and slapped the alarm on the floor, breaking and shutting it off. He groaned a little, hid his face on the pillow, groaned a little more and eventually sat on the bed, rubbing his eyes and letting out a deep sigh. Just a few seconds later, there were repeated knocks on his door by his captain that passed every morning though everyone’s bedrooms, yelling for them to get their asses of the bed.

Cold water woke him up. It sharpened through his skin, his face and his eyes and it got him ready for training. A quick breakfast, a quick run by himself outside the hotel where he met his buddies from different teams and then straight to their training area. More running, kicking balls, drippling, laughing, falling, sometimes fighting with the opposite teams that were training at the same time and then a break on the bench.

He was drinking one of his energy drinks, watching his teammates still going round and round with each other. Silva was kicking Richarlison’s ass again about something and Neymar smiled at himself, having being in that position many times in the past. Raphinha came and sat next to him. Patting him on the shoulder.

“Ja disistiu, amigo?” [Already gave up, buddy?]

Neymar laughed at his comment and shook his head “Nao. Estou a chegar.”

“Falta apenas uma hora”

He nodded and went in the field again with Raphinha. Just one hour left for the scheduled training, good news was he could finally take an actual break after 9 hours of running around non stop. Bad news was that he never felt his training was enough, he always wanted more. Today it felt even worse, his mind wasn’t all there, he was distracted and tired like a someone had put a spell on him to be this way and when training was over and all his teammates went to their rooms he felt… lonely.

QATAR UNIVERSITY HOSTEL – ARGENTINA’S BASE

Gabriella walked in her mouth hanging open behind her mask while Maggie was talking with the security to check their invitations. When she was done, they walked deeper into the building, enjoying the beauty and how expensive everything looked.

A man run up to them from the other side of the hallway smiling.

“Ola! Ms. Hamill, welcome!” he reached out his hand smiling. “I’m Leo’s assistant. He left a few minutes ago for his training.” He said in his broken english.

“Bad timing. Its ok.”

“No no. He has told me to help you find your way to the pitch.”

“That won’t be possible!” jumped in Maggie. Stepping forward. “Ms. Hamill doesn’t want to risk been seen.”

“I understand. We have a private car that will drive us there and she can stay with her mask on until we reach the training area.”

“That could work.” Said Ella under her mask, giving maggie a look. Maggie thought about it but pretty much knew she wouldn’t be able to stop her.

The truth was Gabriella was excited. She hadn’t been this excited about something since the first time she met Meryl Stripp at the oscars. She hated being surrounded by many people unless she was drunk or unless it was the right people. Through the whole drive she’d look from the window at the views, spotting flags from different times and listening to the foreign language on the radio. Suddenly this great feeling crept on to her that she was a nobody here. She had managed to escape from the chaos of the states where everyone was chasing for a picture and screaming for a comment. No one knew where she was, she was under the radar, hiding in plain sight. Most of all she had the opportunity to do something she loved, watch football, meet heroes she had grown up with and admired with her father.

She smiled at the thought, little her sitting on the couch next to her dad who was yelling at the tv for Messi to score as if he would listen to him through the screen. She laughed, “silencio!” her mother would yell because she had just put her little brother to sleep and when her dad would yell again she’d throw him one of her flip flops to shut him up.

Her smile faded suddenly. It was weird, how one second thinking about them made her happy and the other it made her feel lonely.

They reached the pitch a few minutes later, Gabriella came out wearing her sunglasses, her hoodie and her mask. If it wasn’t for leo’s assistant, security would proably think she was part of a gang or something. She could hear the balls getting kicked, their feet running, it sent chills to her skin. She reached for Maggie holding her arm tightly. Maggie glanced, scoffing but didn’t say anything. They walked in slowly through the large hallways and then sunlight blinded her and she saw them all around the field, running back and forth. Tackling each other, playing with each other until her eyes fell on her childhood hero. Messi.

He waved when he saw her and gave her a smile. Gabriella felt safe enough to take off her disguises now and pulled down her hoodie, her wavy long hair falling like a curtain on either side of her face. She pulled off her mask as well and only kept her sunglasses, letting her hazel eyes covered for a little longer. Messi signaled for her to wait a moment for him to finish and she sat on the bench with Maggie taking in the beauty of the large stadium.

“For the record I still think this is a bad idea.”

“bloody hell can you stop whining for a second?” she asked, nudging her shoulder.

“Are you happy?”

“Haven’t been this happy in a while.” She admitted, smiling. Maggie smiled back. Truth is Gabriella would be nothing without her. She was her best friend and her protector and she knew how much she cared. She had seen her at her worst and she had stayed.

“Listen. Just cause I don’t enjoy watching men sweating as much as you do, I’ll go walk around the block. You stay here and call me if you need anything.”

“Yes mum.”

“I’m serious!”

“Go!”

Maggie rarely did anything for herself ever since she had started taking care of Ella. So whenever Ella had the opportunity to encourage her to take time off she’d take it.

A little after Maggie was gone, the legendary Messi called for her down on the field. She sprinted down the stairs quickly. Messi kicked the ball to her, smiling and she caught it with the side of her foot, laughing.

“Estas Bien?” he asked nearing her.

“Si! Gracias por la invitacion!”

“Sin problemas. Quieres jugar?” he smiled, looking at the ball.

She still remembered the basic words in spanish. She’d speak it often with her mother when she was a kid and speaking it again now, even though hers was more than broken, it made her emotional. So.. did she want to play?

“Si!”

“Espero que juenues mejor de lo que hablas espanol!”

“Hey I understood that!” she complained and kicked the ball back at him. He caught the ball with his foot without even looking when it was close enough.

“No english!” he said “you need training.”

“Why don’t you train in english instead?”

Messi laughed “you win. I speak Ingles with you. You lose you speak espanol.”

She shrugged, knowing exactly what she was getting herself into.

She wondered why she was even trying to steal the ball from him. Everytime she’d end with her back on the ground, groaning and the few times she managed to kick the ball it was while she was falling and messi was distracted trying to keep her up so she wouldn’t fall on her face.

After her 20th fall, she stayed on the ground, laying down and breathing loudly. Messi looked at her, almost like he was enjoying it. A wide smile on his face.

“You win!” she said, begging with her eyes to let her off the hook. Messi put his hand behind his ear, like he was expecting something else. Gabriella shut her eyes, took a deep breath and repeated what she said this time in spanish “Tu ganas!” she mumbled. Messi clapped for himself and sat besides her, patting her knee.

“It was good try.”

Gabriella smiled “Garcias!”

“You spanish… no that bad.”

Ella laughed and lifted her body, balancing it on her elbows “Yo no lo hablo. Um… mucho tiempo.” She nodded towards him “Tu ingles… no tan malo?” she wasn’t very sure if she had said it correctly but messi didn’t try to correct her.

“I try. It is hard.”

“Easier than you think.”

“LEO!” It was a man’s voice behind her calling. She pulled her sunglasses down to her eyes again. Messi got up to greet whoever it was, suddenly he was speaking spanish quicker making it harder for her to understand anything that he was saying. She got up, rubbing the dirt off her knees. She thought she heard messi saying her first name and she turned around, automatically raising her hand as well to greet the new guy.

“Nice to-“ her words trailed off. She knew him. She had seen him play, she had even read articles about him and his horrible behavior. She tried not to show it and finished her sentence quickly “nice to meet you.”

Neymar held her hand only for a few seconds before letting it go and turning his attention to Messi. Like she wasn’t even there. He hadn’t recognized her, not even a little. She felt relief, she felt happiness. Yes, he was rude to ignore her existence the way that he was doing but she was more happy than not.

Suddenly The vibration of her phone on her pocket rang and she picked it up quickly.

“Si?” She stopped herself “I mean yes?”

“Listen I found a great place with food.” Maggie went on to tell her about all the dishes they had and what she would prefer for lunch. After Gabriella made her order they agreed to meet each other at the airBnB they had rented. Ella would go with her driver and Maggie with a Taxi.

“Messi!”

He stopped talking with Neymar and turned to face her, smiling.

“I need to go! Garcias por hoy!” she leaned in, kissing him on the cheek “I’ll see you tonight!”

“Nos Vemos! Adios!”

She waved quickly at Neymar as well and she left.

The car was outside the stadium but her driver was nowhere to be seen. She waited for about 20 minutes until she got bored and her new talent of being a nobody took over her. She decided to walk, taking in the sunlight as much as she could under her hoodie and getting lost in the crowds of people. She stopped in the edge of the sidewalk, stepped on the street while she waited for the light to turn green and just when the light sparked her entire body was pushed on the ground.

TRAINING STADIUM - QATAR

He went to Messi because truth was he was his closest friend in the sport. He was there are at his worst and the first time he ever felt like giving up, and every time after that. Ney didn’t expect to see anyone else on the field and wasn’t in the mood to have small talk with fans either.

When she left he noticed a mark of white paint in the back of her hoodie, he looked at Messi questionably.

“¿Quién era esa chica?”

Messi smiled and ducked to pick up the ball, put it in between his arm and his chest.

“Gabriella Hamill. Una actriz”

“¿Te gusta la Actriz, amigo?” asked Ney, teasing him. Messi slapped off his hands, laughing.

“Basta! Basta! Es una Amiga!”

Neymar smiled. Messi invited him on today’s dinner in his suite but he declined quickly and said he needed rest and he left.

He headed down the street, walking slowly in between the crowds when he noticed that same white paint mark on the black hoodie. He knew it was Messi’s friend. He walked a0 little quicker closer to her when he realized a bus was driving directly towards her. She mustn’t have noticed because she didn’t seem to bother. Ney jumped on her pulling her down on the ground last minute.

“¿Estás loca?” he yelled.

The girl kicked and punched to be let go. She released herself and got up.

“what the fuck are you doing?”

Neymar stood up and pointed at the street, looking shocked “you almost died.”

Gabriella reached for her shoulder, stroking it gently “you fucking Pushed me.”

“it was me or the bus Linda!”

“Who the fuck is Linda?”

Neymar sighed and let out a chuckle. He lowered his head and rubbed his eyes.

“just be more careful! People usually look around before crossing the street!”

With that he left. He turned his back on her but something in his chest told him he’d regret leaving her alone. According to Messi she didn’t want anyone to know she was in Qatar and Neymar knew all too well what it was like to get chased down by fans and paparazzi. He stopped on his tracks and walked back to her.

“You need a ride?”

“my driver is gone.”

“That’s not what I asked.”

“you need to learn some manners!”

“you need to learn to say thank you! Now do you want a ride?” Gabriella didn’t answer and Neymar walked closer to her. Both of them hidden by their hoodies, their masks and their sunglasses. “I know who you are. Leo told me. I can help”

She crossed her arms and frowned her eyebrows “thiught you didn’t understand who I was”

“I didn’t. But I do now. Let me help so you don’t get ran over by a car again.”

She kicked on the ground, looking down “thanks for that. Sorry for reacting the way I did.”

Neymar signaled for her to follow him. They got in his private car. Gabriella was trying to distract herself by looking out of the window but ones in a while she’d glance at him.

“you sure I’m not taking you out of your way?”

“Brazil base is very close.” He answered her, giving her a kind look. He had taken of his sunglasses but she had stayed with her disguise. “You can take off the mask now you know.”

She looked away immediately. He scoffed and looked out his window. This girl was a piece of work. “I’ve watched a couple of your movies”

“Thanks- this is it.” She pointed outside of the window and Neymar called for the driver to stop.

”it was nice to meet you linda” he laughed when she frowned her eyebrows again, he reached for her sunglasses, taking them off her. “it means beautiful in Portuguese.” For just a few seconds he could enjoy her hazel eyes, they honesty in them, the mix of brown and green. But then she slapped his hand away and took back her glasses.

“my knowledge cause as far as Spanish.”

“I could teach you.”

“Im good.” She opened the door quickly and left. Neymar stayed looking, smiling. Then he turned towards his driver.

“Vamos, por favor”

The driver turned a corner and just a minute later he was outside Brazil’s hotel. The Westin Doha Hôtel and Spa.

GABRIELLA’S APARTMENT – QATAR

Maggie got up from the couch when she heard the door opening. She moved quickly to the entrance holding her hands wide open in aspiration.

“Where the hell have you been? The driver couldn’t find you.”

“He wasn’t there when I went to find him.”

“So you decided to walk over here?”

Gabriella walked over to the living room, the packages with the food were still closed. She took one and opened it, taking in the smell “what’s this?”

“Kapsa” Ella squinted her eyebrows smelling it again, she picked a fork from the table and took a quick bite “Are you gonna tell me what happened?” Maggie sat on a chair close to the table and put herself some water.

“I started walking here-“

“It’s a 20 minute distance with” She took a sip from her water.

Gabriella sat on the couch, placing her legs on it “Then I almost got hit by a bus.”

Maggie chocked. She coughed and ducked her head down. Gabriella watched, feeling guilty but she didn’t say anything.

“I leave you alone for 2 minutes.”

“I’m fine. I promise. Nothing happened, somebody saved me.”

“And I repeat. I leave you alone for 2 minutes and you’ve had an almost death experience and met a guy. Sounds exactly like you.” Gabriella stared at her like she was expecting her to ask who the guy was and Maggie took the bate. “oh my god who was it?” she left her glass on the table.

“Neymar.”

“The famous one?”

“how many are the chances it was juts a random guy In qatar?”

“Unfortunately low.”

Gabriella laughed and took another bite from her food. “Don’t worry I don’t even like him.”

“He’s exactly your type.”

“No he is not! Don’t you remember? My type is white privileged horrible men. E! News wrote a whole article about it”

“That’s 3 out of 4. So you get my point.”

Gabriella took one of her pillows and threw it on Maggie’s face. Maggie caught it quickly and shot her a smile. She liked to believe that no one knew Ella as well as she did. She knew from when she was a kid and they had been through all the stages of her career together. Despite their difference in age which was 15 years, culture and ethnicity, they were each other’s best friend, sometimes more like sisters.

Being worried for her was maggie’s 6th sense.

NEYMAR’S HOTEL ROOM – QATAR

Of course he googled her. It would have been the first thing he’d do if he didn’t have to shower and spent a couple of hours just give interviews. She hadn’t been in a movie for more than 4 years and her tv credits for those 4 years were too small.

He scrolled through the articles about her break ups, the list would go on and on but there was one name that stood out the most. Peter Evans and then articles about an abortion-

He put his phone down when someone knocked on the door. He got up and opened it, returning to the bed before even checking who was on the other side. Richarlison came in, mumbling about something and laughing by himself at his own jokes. Neymar kept scrolling through his phone, not even trying to pretend like he was listening. Richarlison sat on the chair across from the bed.

A few seconds later Neymar felt a sock on his face, he sat up on the bed cursing.

“Que porra e essa?” he yelled, throwing the sock back at him.

“What are you looking at?”

Neymar laid back on the bed, focusing on his phone. “I met someone.”

Richarlison laughed and clapped! “That my boy!” he teased “you checking the instagram?”

Neymar glanced at him “google. She’s Gabriella Hamill.”

“the famous one?”

“They very famous one apparently.”

“Nice!” he smiled “when did she get here?”

“I don’t know. But don’t tell anyone. It’s supposed to be a secret! She doesn’t want people to know.”

“Are you gonna see her again?”

He shook his head and he shrugged “Leo invited me over for dinner. But I don’t know if I should go.”

“Dude are you dumb? Get your ass off the bed and get dressed. She’s literally a goddess.”

A picture of her on his phone, he looked at it. She was a challenge and he was never one to shy away from a challenge.

MESSI’S SUITE – QATAR

Neymar knocked on the door twice. There was a lot of music coming from inside. Eventually Antonella opened the for him and let him in. Everyone was helping set up the table while the kids were running around being chased by… her.

Her, with her long brunet curly hair and her white like snow skin. Her laugh was loud, like a kid’s laugh. She bumped into him while trying to make a quick turn to watch one of leo’s kids. Ney held her, she raised her eyes at him, he was finally able to examine every feature of her face. No mask to hide her red lips or her charming smile. No Sunglasses to hide her shiny eyes or hoodie to hide the rest of her face. She was much prettier in person than she was in any of the pictures and he wondered how he barely noticed her the first time they met.

Gabriella’s smile faded quickly when she realized it was him, she pulled away, mumbling another quick thank you and running behind the kids again. While watching her Messi came up behind him, patting him on the back.

“Has Venido!” he said excitedly and neymar turned to hug him.

“Si! Garcias!”

Messi told him to sit down and called for everyone else to come as well. When they sat on the table Ella made sure to sit as far away from Neymar as possible. Her friend, who looked Asian to neymar, would translate most of the conversations for her when she couldn’t follow. He found out later that maggie could speak 4 languages, including portoguese. Her spanish was broken but not completely horrible, when he got the chance he changed the subject and made it about her.

“We’ve missed you on the screen.” He said, watching her closely. Ella paused on her movements, staring at her plate for a while. Messi asked for Antonella to translate and then he agreed.

“Si! Si!”

Gabriella looked at messi smiling. “I have some new projects coming.”

“Really?” asked Neymar, trying to get her attention. “What are they about?”

“Can’t say yet.” She said without looking.

“Anything good?”

“what do you care?” she snapped, finally giving him a look. Maggie held her hand as if to tell her to calm down.

“I just asked a question. You asked a lot about football.”

“Eh! Que pasa? Que pasa? Tranquilos chicos!”

Gabriella already fell bad. Neymar kept his look on her, while taking a sip from his wine. Maggie changed the subject of the conversation again, something about christmas that Neymar didn’t give any attention too. Sometimes she’d glance at him and she’d find him looking but he wouldn’t look away.

The group moved over to the living room, Neymar noticed her absence while Antonella was serving the cake to everyone. He stood up and looked in the kitchen, he found her on the balcony, smoking. He glanced behind him to make sure no one else was there and walked over to her, hands in his pockets.

“Got one for me?” he startled her, so much so that she jumped a little. He chuckled at her reaction and mumbled an apology.

Gabriella looked in the pocket of her jacket and took out the box of cigarettes she had, offering one to him.

“Don’t tell messi” he said while holding the cigarette in between his lips, lightening it “he’ll have my head.”

“Don’t tell Maggie, cause she’ll have mine.” She mumbled.

“Deal.”

For a while they didn’t say anything. The smoke was making up for the silence, as if the signs it would draw on the wind were words that they were keeping in their mind.

“I’m sorry for before.” She said, surprising him. He looked at her, the way she had the cigarette placed in between her lips. He smiled.

“You get very feisty around me, should I get it as a compliment?”

“I’m feisty around everyone I don’t know.” She shook the ashes of her cigarette over the railing of the balcony and he moved closer to her to do the same.

“we got that in common”

Gabriella faked a smile and looked away. Neymar kept his eyes on her, trying to pick out one by one the thoughts on her mind. He moved even closer, but discreetly so she wouldn’t step back and balanced both his hands on the railing of the small balcony.

“so you like football?” he asked, taking a quick drag.

Gabriella laughed, keeping her eyes on the street below. She shrugged. “I do”

“it’s a little weird isn’t it?” he said, instantly regretting the words that came out of his mouth when she glanced at him threateningly.

“Why? Cause I’m a girl?”

He laughed awkwardly and looked away, nodding. “I mean…” he looked back at her, smiling “its just not usual. I saw your interviews-“

“You googled me?”

“you didn’t Google me?”

She didn’t answer. He knew that he was right but he let it go and continued to what he was saying “usually girls don’t get so obsessed with it unless they are playing.”

“who said I didn’t play?” she asked quickly. For a moment he wanted to take back everything he said, he wasn’t sure If she was just trying to bait him or if she was being honest. But he liked it.

“do you?”

She didn’t answer, she looked at the sky again. Ones more managing to keep some sort of mystery around her. He let out a laugh and threw his cigarette from the balcony.

“You like playing with people’s minds, don’t you?”

She smiled. Threw the cigarette over the railing the same way that he did before, she went to walk passes him but he grabbed his arm, pulling her close to him. Their eyes met, a combination of green and hazel. But no matter the difference in color, he saw something he knew all too well from looking in the mirror: pain.

“Are you gonna come to the next Brazil game?”

She pulled her arm away from him but kept her eyes on his. “I don’t know. But right now I wanna go home.”

“Ill drive you.”

“no thanks.”

“Its on my way.”

She scoffed “im sure it is but it’s not necessary.” She moved away from him but before she walked inside.

“I’ll score a goal for you.” He said. He wished he could see her face, the possibility of making her blush made him proud but he’d never know if she did.

A little later she left with Maggie. She was silent during the drive, looking outside the window. His touch was still on her skin, tattooed like she could still feel him holding her. She stroked the part of hers he held, a smile tremble playing on her lips. That’s when she noticed the Brazilian flags outside a hotel, security and fans standing outside. She twisted her body as the car drove away, surprised.

“What’s wrong with you?” asked Maggie.

She didn’t say anything at first, she watched as the building hid in the distance. She sat back down at her seat normally and shook her head “it was the Brazilian base.”

“so?”

”nothing is just awfully close.” She said quickly.

The two women reached their apartment and went straight to bed, in their separate rooms. Gabriella spent most of her time scrolling through his pictures on Instagram, he was the definition of a fuckboy. She laughed at couple of the videos and felt her heart beat a little faster in a few pictures. She didn’t hit the follow bottom because she knew that would define their relationship for the media. She closed her phone and left it by her side as she fell asleep.

Little did she know that a few seconds later he hit that bottom himself.

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Honeymoon with Richarlison.

Female reader x richarlison

Summary: you and richarlison are on your honey moon and knowing him he's always extra and does everything he can to show you his love <33

Writer's note: AAAAAAA I'm so exited to write this and please forgive me for any mistakes English is not my first language 😭❤

It was 9:00 o'clock in the morning and the Sunray coming thru the windows hits your figure with its comforting warmth, you noticed a strange but delicious smell coming from the kitchen.

when you fully woke up you realized that richarlison wasn't in bed with you so you got out of bed and roamed around the house richarlison rented for you two looking for him, when you got to the kitchen you saw your beautiful husband making breakfast with the most gorgeous smile you've ever seen.

You hugged him from behind "good morning love" you mumbled against his back that's when he interlocked his hands with yours "good morning meu amor" you can hear his excitement and joy just from the sound of his voice and you adored every bit of it.

"How was your sleep?" he asked , "i slept really well, love" you managed to let out but not because you were annoyed but because of the warmth of his embrace that you couldn't resist.

He then turned you where you faced him and lifted you up on the counter where you were inches away from him, that's when you noticed the table that was neatly prepared with the most beautiful bouquet of flowers sitting on top of it.

Not to mention the breakfast he made , "baby you shouldn't have" you said in guilty tone , that's when he looked at you with the most puppy looking eyes, "for my beautiful wife this is the least I could do" , he then nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck while kissing you softly , "rich you really are the perfect thing that happened to me " you giggled softly while thanking God for the most perfect husband in the world , after couple of minutes of you both practically making out , you managed to pull yourself together " rich, baby the food is gonna get cold" you mumbled as you rested your forehead against his.

Then suddenly he lifted you up bridle style and sat you on one of the chairs he then didn't let you eat yourself and insisted on feeding you breakfast, he basically treated you like a queen the whole day not to mention the fun you both had your whole honeymoon.

Let's just say y'all had a very long and exciting day ;))

Writers note: I'm so sorry if this is too short but I hope you liked this fanfic and sorry for any mistakes I'm trying to improve my writing! 😭❤

#richarlison x reader #richarlison imagine #football #pombo #richy #fanfic #world cup #viral #richarlison #richarlison fluff #fluff #football fluff

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mchlgayser · 2 years

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( ✮ ) TWO WORLDS III ft neymar jr

🧺 𓂃⭑ᜊ an: HELLO! As promised, here is the third and last part of my short series of two worlds featuring neymar jr!!! Thank you to those that have been reading this from the start and along, I love you guys and hope you like this one too xx

🗯️ 𓂃⭑ᜊ content warning: pregnancy (and poor translation)

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neymarjr Meus amores. O Deus nos deu uma linda menina perfeitamente saudável. Minha esposa, Y/n, muito obrigado por este presente incrível. Palavras não podem descrever o sentimento que sinto agora, mas Obrigado. Você é para sempre minha melhor amiga, minha namorada, esposa e mãe de nosso adorável filho. Eu te amo. (My loves. God delivered us a perfectly healthy cute baby girl. My wife, Y/n, thank you very much for this amazing gift words cannot describe the feeling and how I feel right now but thank you. You are forever my best friend, my girlfriend, my wife, and a mother to our lovely child. I love you) To my daughter, Angelina. Thank you for coming to this world as our daughter. Your mere existence changed both me and your mom drastically. You will be the only reason we change and become the better person from now onwards. I love you ❤️ To my fans, supporters, friends, and family who had been there all along with us, helping us with our lacks, thank you very much. I am so thankful to all of you. May God repay your kind deeds for us. 🙏🏼🥰

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yourusername Us today because @angel.lina keep pestering me saying that she wants to see her papai 😹

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neymarjr @yourfriend @angel.lina will be at ur house by 9, be ready

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notes: the series has officially ended!!! YAYYY and NAYYY!!! Yay because I had finally finished it and saves it from rotting inside my draft but Nay because it ended. I fell in love with the series. I think I grew fond of the pregnancy and baby parts but most of it, I enjoyed it ALL! I think I pretty much did a great job LOL but yes as I said, I'm sad because it's ended. Oh well, who knows I might as well do another series similar to this one but much longer and fluffier!!! I love babies OMFG you don't even know!!! I need to write another one ASAP Ok I think that's all for the ranting, I hope you enjoyed it, please, as much as I do SKSHSKSK nah jk. Enjoy it or not doesn't matter at least I know I did a pretty fucking great job hehe hehe Goodbye xoxox

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part 2 of stuff that happened in the 2022/2023 football season that should send us into a coma but we’re too desensitized:

for part one go here.

1. the bayern board deciding to sack nagelsmann before the most important game of their season because he showed up to work on a skateboard

2. related: nagelsmann finding out he was sacked through social media while he was away on a ski trip

3. also related: nagelsmann getting dumped the same weekend he lost his job.

4. todd boehly getting advice on what to do with chelsea from james corden (known west ham fan) and hiring frank lampard

5. tuchel and conte fight

6. the ghana coach taking a selfie with heung min son while son is sobbing after losing in the World Cup

7. the five minutes where both spain and germany were out of the World Cup

8. mourinho being in (and being sampled in!) stormzy’s music video

9. psg’s director of football going down to the field to curse them out

10. aguero turning up to the world cup celebrations in a full kit

11. the pope summoning atletico madrid’s physio all the way to the vatican to treat him

12. arsenal bottling the title (2023 version)

13. rebekah vardy tried to trademark the phrase wagatha christie

14. luis enrique saying ferran torres will never play football again if he did the pacifier celebration after scoring

15. jose saying the only club he doesn’t have any feelings for is tottenham hotspur

16. mason mount having a stalker

17. jack grealish discovered what a camel is

18. the saudi team getting new cars during the World Cup

19. cho gue sung telling ronaldo to fuck off and then getting flooded with marriage proposals

20. the princess of spain having a crush on gavi

21. luton town promoted so now you have to walk through some guy’s garden to get to their stadium

22. the gio reyna and gregg berhalter usmnt saga

23. the pogba/mbappe witch doctor saga

24. ac milan sacked maldini and now the players all wanna leave

25. conte’s press conference where he basically said “it’s the history of the tottenham”

26. barcelona winning the league at espanyol and then the espanyol fans chasing the barca players off the pitch

27. the one pitch invader who pushed eddie howe

28. ac milan having to answer to their ultras after a match

29. calum wilson and antonio laughing at richarlison for flopping

30. klopp doing his hamstring and adding to liverpool’s injury problems

#tp #manchester united #fc barcelona #bayern munich #sorry i just wanted to get part 2 out

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7xwc · 2 years

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Richarlison no.9

#did i make fanart for football? yes. yes i did.#lol #richarlison #brazil nt #world cup #art tag #*mine #wc 22

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jusalle · 2 years

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☆ Richarlison Imagine ☆

• That was you Anjo? •

(I thought this was cute so I hope yall enjoy🤍)

At a young age you've loved to play football. It was basically everything to you. Your dream was to eventually make it pro. You wanted to make you family proud.

Eventually you made all that reality, it was definitely difficult to achieve it but you always used motivation if it was either from your family or just to be the best.

But there was that one thing that kept you keep moving, oddly enough it was a memory you had.

There was one memory that stuck with you forever.

As you remembered you were maybe around 9.

Since you loved to play football and practice, there was a huge field where you used to practice, it even had goals on both sides of the field.

You practically went there every. single. day.

You were practicing one day and practicing your dribbling and focused on new tricks.

As you were practicing how to do a bicycle kick you heard a voice and you turned around.

You completely zoned out and analyzed this person. It was a boy, maybe around the same age as you.

He has bueatiful brown eyes and wore some shorts and a regular t shirt and he wore football cleats so you guessed that he was also liked to play football.

You noticed he said something but you zoned out.

"Eu sinto Muito ( I'm sorry), I zoned out for a bit but what were you saying?" You said softly as you stared at the boy

The boy chuckled lightly and your chest began to ache. The boy had a handsome smile and bueatiful laugh.

" I was saying that the bicycle kick was nice" The boy said with a smile as he gave you a thumbs up

You didn't know the boy was watching you while you were practicing your bicycle kick, you became flustered because you knew it wasn't the best kick but the boy was complimenting you.

" I- thank you, I know its not the best but I practice" You said softly

" You have skills Anjo, your better than many people I've seen but anyways do you wanna practice together Anjo?" The boy said grinning.

Your whole face flushed when you heard the nickname he gave you. You definitely didn't expect him to call you that, but did you like it?...yes

As the two of you practiced, the boy observed you.

Once he first saw you practicing he liked your playing style almost as if he admired you.

When he got a glimpse of the girl, she was gorgeous in his opinion. The way her hair moved,her gorgeous features and the way she moved with ball so effortlessly.

The two of you did a little match against eachother. Usually the boy would beat anyone in a match but for you he couldn't simply do it.

He simply couldn't beat you even though he tried his best, but you two were both end in a draw.

In the end the two of you were exhausted as the both of you lay on the grass next to eachother panting, trying to calm down.

" it's getting late Anjo, I have to get going" the boy said as he got up as you did the same.

" You were probably the best person I've played against Anjo!.You'll probably make it big one day." The boy said smiling

" You too, you played well against me, I think you'll make it big one day to." You said softly as you smiled back at the boy

" I better see you playing for a pro team Anjo, once you get older." He said

Before you knew, the both of you blurted out somthing.

"Eu acredito em você" the both of you said at the same time.

(I believe in you)

The both of you laughed at the coincidence.

" Goodbye Mi Anjo, I'll see you soon" the boy said as he left.

Your body felt as ease when you played with him. Then you realized you didn't get his name but the time you tried to look for him he was already gone.

After that you never saw the boy again.

☆☆☆☆

Now you were 25, you played in the Manchester women's team. You have a boyfriend and it was the one and only Richarlison De Andrade who played for Spurs and Brazil.

You two have been together for 3 years now. Richarlison adores you, he loves to you to death. As for you, it was a mutual feeling.

When you first met Richarlison, he felt familiar, for some odd reason. His features look familiar but you brushed it off.

Little did you know that, he also got the same feeling. To him you looked familiar but he brushed it off too.

But once you and Richarlison got together, he loved to call you Anjo which meant Angel. You were in love with the nickname but when he first called you that, the memory you had from long ago appeared in your head.

You were confused why suddenly you remembered it but then you began to speculate. You tried to think and you thought maybe if that boy from long ago was Richarlison?.

But it sounded impossible to you, it sounded crazy.

The boy that encouraged you so much and you havnt seen in years was your now boyfriend of 3 years?.

To you it sounded crazy so you quickly brushed it off, and tried not to worry about it.

Currently now you and Richarlison were current making dinner together. You and him loved to make dinner together since the both of you can bond together.

Everytime you two made dinner, you guys liked to ask questions so you two can learn new things about eachother.

" What's your favorite football trick Anjo?" Your boyfriend as he cut up some vegetables.

" Maybe either the Bicycle trick or Scissor trick" You said smiling.

" Your turn Meu Amor" Richarlison said as he kissed your forehead as he went to the fridge to grab something.

" What's your favorite Memory Amor?, it can be any" you asked randomly not thinking anything of it.

" Well, when I was kid, I met a girl. She was good at football. She was practicing some trick. I forgot what it was but it was impressive. So I decided go up to the girl, I didn't even know her but I still went up up her. We did a friendly match" Richarlison said as he continued to rambled on but you completely froze.

That memory was exactly like yous. You began to think if Richarlison was really that boy.

Then you came out of your thoughts when you heard him say somthing.

" Then after I told her I hope she makes it pro then we said-"

"Eu acredito em você" you said.

( I believe in you)

Richarlison looked at confused.

You smiled instantly and you felt estatic

" Meu Amor, that was me all those years ago" You said chuckling.

You couldn't belive it.

" That was you Anjo?" Richarlison said stunned, he couldn't belive it either.

Then he instantly smiled the brightest you've seen and walk up to you and put his finger under your chin and made you look up at him.

" I see, I've found my Anjo after all these years" Richarlison said as he whispered into your ear.

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I thought this was cute but I feel like it's eh now, I hope yall enjoy though. Also I'll be posting more so don't be suprised if yall see more post of mine!.🤍🤍

#world cup #richarlison one shot #richarlison x reader #richarlison imagine #richarlison #brazil #richarlison de andrade #football x reader #football imagine #football one shot #football one shots #football fanfic #football imagines #football

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