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INSOMNIA
summary: in which felix finds out about your disorder and tries his best to help you.
warnings: insomnia disorder, stress? nothing but fluff.
(pls he’s so cute).
you twist and turn, letting out a frustrated sigh as you can’t find any sleep in your system.
thoughts of the upcoming week takes up your mind, causing your mind to run wild. although the room was quiet, only filled with your boyfriend’s quiet snores, you still couldn’t sleep.
you squeeze your eyes shut, blocking every thought, trying to block every thought.
you tried focusing on the silence and on your boyfriend’s breathing.
when that didn’t work, you turned your head to look at the peaceful man sleeping next to you.
counting his freckles. still can’t sleep.
outlining his lips with your eye. still can’t sleep.
as you sit up to go to the bathroom, you pause.
“love?” a deep and raspy voice calls out.
“can’t sleep again?” felix asks, his smooth voice distracting your thoughts.
you hum, guilty for waking him up.
“c’mere.” your boyfriend mumbles, pulling you in by your waist, colliding your body against his bare torso.
“sorry for waking you up,” you mumble, rubbing your eye.
“don’t apologise. i’m glad i woke up. do you want me to sing for you, read, run you a bath?” he lists, rubbing his hand against your arm, soothing you.
“just want you to hold me.” your words came out muffled, but he understood, smiling widely, his fangs showing.
“of course, love.”
and that’s what you did, felix held you close, holding your head against his chest, stroking your hair until he heard soft snores coming from you.
“i adore you,”
he kissed your nose and then your head, waiting a few more minutes before falling asleep himself.
short but cute
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POISON, jess mariano
summary: jess has always kept to himself. never cared to like a girl since it “wasted his time,” but when he meets her…
pairings: jess mariano x fem!reader
warnings: fluff, smoking, making out, jess’ in love !
POISON
it all started with...
"jess, go help out that table," his uncle demanded, too busy sweeping the counter to look at him.
"yes, uncle Luke." huffed the boy, murmuring something under his breath, staring at his feet as they moved towards the table.
once his eyes locked with yours, as poetic as it sounds, the world around him, stopped.
"I-what can I get you?" he asked, quickly collecting himself as he awaited for your answer.
"uhh, a danish." you hummed, your eyes skimming the boy, seeing him for the first time.
his eyes looked down, spotting a book you've been reading, "pride and prejudice, huh?"
"you read?" to find someone your age, matter of fact, a boy, that reads, wasn't something you hear everyday.
"not much." was all he said.
oh.
"aha." you hummed as a reply.
"hemingway's better," the boy continued.
"yeah?" you raised your brow.
"yeah." he stared into your eyes, daring you to say something.
"jess! get the girl her goddamn food!" the boy, jess, rolled his eyes at his uncle, giving the girl one last smirk before leaving her table.
"one danish to that girl." jess stated, throwing the notepad onto the counter and making his way upstairs, deciding to finish his shift for the day.
jess was smoking a cigarette at the lake when he heard her voice again.
"smoking can kill you." you say as you sit down next to him, your legs dangling from the bridge.
jess looked at you, tilting his face a bit before averting his eyes back to the lake.
"yeah, well.." he didn't know what to say.
"it'll be a shame, too pretty to die." you said quietly, loud enough for him to hear, though.
"are you flirting with me?" the boy smirks, looking at your face once again.
"why, is it working?"
"well I feel quite flattered." he smiles, putting a smile on your face too.
"you're pretty too." he says after a bit of silence.
"thank you, jess."
"hey! you know my name, tell me yours."
"dunno, I like being mysterious." you gave a cheeky smile.
"please?" he tried giving you his best puppy eyes, which worked.
"y/n."
once jess heard your name come out of your lips, he paused, his eyes slowly drifting around your face, finally putting a name to the face.
"well, y/n, come walk with me?" he stood up, proposing his hand for you to take.
you take his hand, lifting yourself up and letting him take anywhere.
"what's with you and y/n?" Luke bursts into their shared room, startling jess, who has been leaning on Luke's bed, one hand holding his book.
"what do you mean?" his ears seemed to prick up at your name.
"you know what I mean! running around with y/n for 2 months now!"
"look, I might be in love with her." he stated.
"in love?! jess, you're 17." his uncle yelled confusingly.
"so?! im 18 soon. y/n is amazing, I've never felt like this before."
"I never saw you like this before!" Luke sighed, calming down. "just don't fuck up." and with a final nod, he left, leaving jess with a small smile on his face.
jess pulled himself up, reaching for the phone.
"y/n, hi." he smiled, biting his lip.
"jess!" your voice came from the other side, making his smile grow wider.
"meet me at the bridge in 5." and with that he ended the call, rushing downstairs and out the diner.
once he reached the bridge, he was out of breath. he ran so he could make it before you, so you didn't overthink if he bailed on you or not.
"jessie" you smile teasingly once you meet him.
"y/n." he did the same.
"anything you wanted to ask me?" you raise your brow.
"right! y/n, I know we only know eachother for a bit more than two months, but I fell for you. your smile, our share of love for books and music, your random rants late at night. I fell for you."
he awaited for your answer, his heart beating out of his chest, he has never done that before. the first time he saw you, he was addicted. it was like poison. you were poison.
but he loves it. he loves you.
"I fell for you too." your face hurt from smiling.
that was all jess needed for him to pull you into a long kiss, grabbing onto your neck, he kissed you long and good.
both could stayed like that forever.
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ART DECO, pedri
summary: admiring your pretty boyfriend.
warnings: fluff.
please send in requests!!
“YOU’VE BEEN looking at me for the past 10 minutes, now.” your boyfriend, pedri, chuckled, feeling warm under your gaze.
“you’re so pretty.” you just shrugged, your palm under your chin, holding your face up.
pedri blushed, smiling shyly.
“you know, i’m the one that’s supposed to be calling you pretty?” he questioned.
“well, i guess i stole your job.” you laughed.
“come here,” pedri moved away from the dinner table, making you do the same.
you walked round the table, taking the hand he was holding for you.
“where are we going?” he didn’t answer.
after a few minutes, he spoke.
“we are going upstairs.” he smiled.
“upstairs? why?” you still had to tidy up the dinner you guys ate.
“cuddle. take a break from tidying the house.” he simply answered.
“but i have to-” he cut you off.
“no. come here.”
he laid the both of you down, a candle was lit up on the night stand, music playing quietly from a speaker.
you both were on your sides, looking at eachother.
“okay, why are you looking at me like that.” you chuckled.
“i’m just admiring my pretty girlfriend.” his eyes were shaped into hearts, a smile playing on his lips for the past hour or more.
“hey, that’s my job!”
“i guess i stole ‘your job’” he quoted you from earlier.
“no but seriously, tu eres hermosa.” pedri said, his eyes scanning your whole face, mesmerised.
“y tu eres guapo.” you said, being caught with a yawn.
“tired?” your boyfriend chuckled, his eyes having a little crease in them.
you hummed, closing your eyes, and shuffling even closer to him.
he threw his arm over your waist, bringing you close.
“buenas noches, amor.” he whispered into your ear, sending goosebumps down your spine.
“buenas noches, pepi.”
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Hi! Love your work I was wondering if you could write gavi x reader? Where the Barca team is out at the club celebrating a win and reader and her friends were also out. But reader ends up getting in a fight outside the club and the team step in to pull the girls off each other kinda like a live at first sight thing! Take your time!
i’m sorry, but i’ve already done something similar! here
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YES OR NO? gavi
summary: reader tries to find pablo after his last match in the camp nou, but finds him behind her on one knee.
warnings: literally fluff. and translated spanish oops.
YOU SMILED, making your way down to the pitch after barça won 3-0.
you hugged each player, congratulating them all.
although they won, they were upset to leave camp nou.
fireworks were emitting from the sky, making you more motivated to find your boyfriend.
“pedri! have you seen pablito?” you asked his bestfriend, a brother to you.
“check behind you, hermana.” was all he said, a big smile on his face.
confused, you turn around, looking for pablo.
pablo’s pov
she turned around.
i’m going to throw up.
what if she says no??
man, my knee hurts from this ground.
was what’s going on in his head.
he was kneeled down in one knee, a small white box in his palm, opened to face her.
“amor, mi amorcito, por favor hazme el hombre más afortunado de la tierra, y quédate conmigo, para siempre. will you marry me?”love, my sweetheart, please make me the luckiest man on earth, and stay with me, forever.
his breath quickened, this could either make his life better or ruin it for the worse.
and all he waited for, for his life to change, was one word.
and the word is…
“¡sí!”yes!
as soon as he heard it, all the chatter disappeared.
yes.
yes..
yes!!
she ran to him, jumping on to him, wrapping her legs around his waist.
he chuckled, holding her, holding her forever.
“sí??” he laughed, spinning her around.
she hummed with a smile, nodding her head.
“i love you, pablo.” she leaned her head on his shoulder, cuddling into him.
“i love you too, mi novia. or should i say mi esposa??”
his face hurt from smiling, but if it’s because of her, then it’s worth it.
“i like the second option more.” she chuckled, kissing him slowly.
they felt everything in that kiss.
from the moment they laid their eyes on eachother, to their first kiss, first time, all the moments they have locked into their hearts.
and this moment.
this moment, they’ll never forget.
#pablo gavi#football#pablo gavi fluff#pablo gavi x reader#pablo martín páez gavira#marriage#fc barcelona#pedri
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Hi! Love your work! I was wondering if you could write a imagine of gavi x reader? Where the Barca team goes to a club to celebrate a win but the reader is also at the same club and reader ends up getting in a fight outside the club and gavi and the other team step in to help pull the girls kinda like gavi and reader love at first sight sorry for being way to Pacific .😂
PUPPY LOVE, pablo gavi.
summary: y/n gets into a fight, a boy helps her and tends to her wounds.
warning: fighting? idk some annoying girl, and fluff!
note. thank u for the request! hope this is what you meant.
“watch where you’re going!” you yelled, when a girl bumped into you.
this day couldn’t get any worse.
“excuse me?” oh god.
“you heard me.” you really didn’t have the energy for this, you just wanted to get back home.
“don’t tell me to watch it!” the girl raged.
well, that made sense. you snorted.
“just forget it.” you muttered.
“i won’t forget it, you made me spill my drink all over myself!” she squealed.
you looked down at her outfit. “thank god, atleast your outfit looks better than it looked before.”
she threw herself at you, “take it back!”
“get off of me, you psycho!” one thing you knew, you weren’t the best at throwing punches.
she had you pinned down on the ground, throwing punches left and right.
you tried dodging most of them, but it didn’t help the blood coming from your nose.
“ey!” you heard from the distance, too exhausted to think of its real or in your head.
your eyes were slowly closing, heavy breaths escaping you.
you felt someone picking you up.
is she gonna throw me?!
“hey are you okay??” a desperate voice said.
“look, my friends are dealing with her, you’re okay.” the person tried to reassure.
“beat up, i probably still look better than her.” you joked, in situations like this, you’d laugh rather than cry.
you heard a chuckle come out of them,
“of course you do. i’m pablo, can you open your eyes?”
you hissed a bit, stirring in his arms.
you slowly opened them, adjusting to the sudden light from the street lamp.
moving on to ‘pablo’ you locked eyes.
time seemed to stop, you in his arms and eyes locked.
straight out of a movie.
20 seconds passed, both of you unable to move nor speak.
“is this a who will blink first competition.” you joked, trying to defuse the tension.
he seemed to wake up from his daydream.
he chuckled, “pablo.”
“ i know, you told me.” that made him glow red.
“y/n.”
“pretty name for a pretty girl.” he teased.
“stop it.” you blushed, hitting his very hard bicep, making you widen your eyes.
“let me take you to my house. i’ve got a first aid kit.” he proposed.
you gave him your hand, letting him lead you.
although you just met him, you had an urge to trust him.
part 2?
#pablo gavi#pablo martín páez gavira#pablo gavi x reader#pablo gavi fluff#football#barcalona#fc barça
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LIKE A TATTOO, pablo gavi.
summary: in which you get a hip tattoo, making your boyfriend, obsessed.
warnings: idk tattoos? slight suggestive, but a lot of fluff.
“gracias, adiós!” you left the tattoo shop, this time with ink scarred onto your body for life.
with g9 tattooed onto your body, you happily left town, making your way to yours and pablo’s house.
you parked you car, right next to your boyfriend’s unused car.
“amor! i’m home!” you yelled once you entered the house, gavi’s scent engulfing you right away.
“y/n! hola.” he welcomed you, huh turning into a kiss.
“i’ve got a surprise,” you smiled.
“oh?” pablo smirked, his eyebrows slightly arched.
“get your head out the gutter.”
you sat the boy on the bed, moving back a few steps so he gets a clear view of your body.
you start to raise your shirt, and pushing your shorts a bit down.
“i like where this is going.” he interrupted you.
“focus!” you scolded, continuing what you were doing.
you revealed the g9 again, covered with tape and tissues.
“amor, no.” he gasped, standing up, and making his way to you.
he kneeled down, faced to your hips.
he grabbed them, turning you slightly to inspect it.
“do you like it?” you asked, to make sure.
“i love it. i love you.” he couldn’t even look at you, too obsessed with your tattoo.
you squealed when you felt gavi pick you up, throwing you (gently) on the bed, kissing you whole body.
“estoy tan obsesionado contigo.” i’m so obsessed with you.
he said, kissing you over and over again.
“maybe i should get your name tattooed?” he smirked, he wasn’t too keen on tattoos, but once he saw you with one, he wanted one too.
who knew something so small would make him smile so big.
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MASTERLIST.
i write for stray kids, txt, enhypen and others.
stray kids
insomnia l.f
txt
nothing right now!
ENHYPEN
nothing right now!
gilmore girls
poison, j.m
football
art deco p.g
yes or no? p.p.g
puppy love p.p.g
like a tattoo p.p.g
wedding p.p.g
house of balloons n.z
#pablo gavi#pablo gavi x reader#nicola zalewski#pedri gonzalez#pedri x reader#gilmore girls#jess mariano#jess mariano x reader#lee felix#lee felix x reader#hyunjin x reader#hyunjin#ni ki#ni ki x reader#beomgyu x reader#beomgyu#soobin
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WEDDING.
summary: in which pablo’s sister, aurora, gets married, and pablo can’t stop thinking about him marrying you.
warnings: fluff & fluff.
note. guys pls request stuff 😞
“AMOR, YOU READY?” pablo yelled from your shared bedroom.
you were currently in the bathroom, joint to the bedroom, finishing up your makeup.
“one second!” you yelled back, clipping your left earring in, grabbing your necklace and exiting the bathroom.
“hola.” pablo smiled warmly, seeing you.
“bebé, can you help me put this on,” you asked, turning your back to him and giving him your necklace.
“perfect choice,” he grinned, seeing that it’s a necklace he bought you a while ago, on your first date.
you hummed, feeling his soft hands on your neck.
he took his time clipping it on, loving the effect he had on you.
when he finished, he dropped his hands to your waist, gently kissing your neck, making his way to your exposed shoulders.
“pablo.” you sighed.
“hm?” he hummed back.
“we’re gonna be late,” you tried to pull away, but you couldn’t, he was too intoxicating.
pablo groaned, taking his lips away from you, “but after we come back, we’re gonna finish this.”
“there’s nothing to finish.” and before he knew it, you ran out of the room.
your laughter could be heard in your shared home, making the boy chuckle and ran after you.
“YOU LOOK GORGEOUS.” you gasped, seeing aurora in her wedding dress.
“look at you! you’re gonna be the best looking bridesmaid here.” pablo’s sister cheered, hugging you.
“i better be a bridesmaid on yours and gavi’s wedding.” she whispered in your ear.
you laughed, pulling away.
“up to pablo.”
“i will tell him.” she winked.
“okay, i’ve gotta go,” she gave you a kiss on the cheek, hurrying off.
you said goodbye, turning around and exiting the room.
“amor?” pablo came from around the corner, smiling widely once he spotted you.
“you’re beautiful.” his thick accent came out, making you turn rosey.
“give me a kiss.”
he leaned down, locking your lips together. he placed his larger hands on your waist, pulling you in deeper.
after a moment, you pulled away, both of you breathing heavily.
“cant wait for our wedding.”
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HOUSE OF BALLOONS, nicola zalewski.
“ooh, you belong to me.”
summary: nico gets jealous of y/n and a guy at a party.
warnings: jealousy, a bit of angst, polish!reader.
“one more shot.” said y/n, paying the bartender.
he shakes his head, preparing the shot.
“hey.” a voice said from beside her, with a cup in his hand.
“hi.” she was so close to ignoring him, but the alcohol in her body didn’t let her.
“you here alone?” she cringed at his words, more so, his grammar.
she said nothing, thanking the bartender for the shot, downing it.
“you don’t speak a lot?” he continued.
yeah, no shit.
“i recommend you to leave.” she muttered.
“why? you gon’ eat me?” he laughed,
“i’m will.” he gave her his hand to shake.
“i’m, not interested.” she stared at his hand in disgust.
“oh cmon, don’t be boring.” will nudged her.
“spierdalaj chuju.” fuck off,you dick.
“huh? speaker up, babe.” he leaned closer to her.
she was about to open her mouth, but someone beat her to it.
“she said fuck off.” nicola towered over will, shielding y/n from him.
“and who are you? her brother? cousin?” he laughed.
“her boyfriend, so i’ll recommend you to wziąć swój tyłek i odpierdolić się od mojej dziewczyny. NOW.” take your ass and fuck off from my girl.
the guy stood up, leaving the two alone.
“are you crazy? coming into the club alone??” he scolded.
“in that dress, letting every disgusting guy stare at you. stare the only way i can. bo jesteś moja.” because you’re mine.
“take me home and prove it.” she teased, pulling him in for a kiss.
he groaned against her, grabbing her waist and hurrying towards his car.
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