#Neymar fluff

[nymrs]

ney with an introvert shy gf

#4. OPPOSITES ATTRACT | Neymar Jr

Neymar and you were complete opposites. He loved being around people and would never mind being the centre of attention. Singing and dancing in public - an everyday thing for him. You on the other side had to really get used to people before finally opening up and showing your fun side. Whenever Neymar and you would attend a public event, you couldn’t wait to finally go home. In the beginning of you two dating, when you were just hanging out with his mates, you would simply chill there and actually never say anything until you had to. Since you had his friends and teammates around you all the time, it got better for you of course. When it came to paparazzi and Neymars fans though, you couldn’t seem to jump over your boundaries. They knew who you were, what you looked like, but you’d always turn stiff and silent when a camera was around.

And that was the exact same case now. Neymar and you had to attend one of his clubs public events. You’d prefer to stay home and wait for him, but you couldn’t leave him hanging. It was a very important event for Ney and his mates' wives and girlfriends would be there too. "Minha beleza [my beauty]", he smiled watching you from the doorway, "Você está lista? [are you ready]" You took a last glance into the mirror and sighed, "I'm not sure. I'm still torn between this dress and the black one. What do you think?" The dress you wore was simple, but it was a bright red. Usually, you’d prefer to wear something more decent, but Neymar bought you the dress some weeks ago, saying you should save it for a special occasion. You knew he would love to see you in it, but you disliked wearing bright colours in public, you didn’t want to stand out. "I love seeing you in red, you know that", he winked and took a few steps towards you. You chuckled before he finally put his arms around your waist and placed a shirt kiss onto your lips. "Don't worry babe, you're gorgeous."

At the event, the two of you were seated with the rest of his club, having dinner and casually talking to each other. When Neymar and the boys had to give some interviews, you decided to spend the time with Antonela and Jessica. Whatever these two have been talking about, you didn’t even care to listen - Neymar was the only one you gave your full attention to. Him in a suit. You didn’t know what exactly it was, but it just made you weak, no matter how often you’ve seen him in these clothes before. While your eyes wandered up and down his figure, you didn’t even realise he was walking towards you until he finally stood right in front of you with a huge smile on his face, “Enjoying the view?" You looked up at him, then quickly took your eyes off him again as you tried to hide the fact you were blushing. "Time for the carpet", he said, holding out a hand for you. You stared at him in confusion, not quite understanding his gesture. "Are you finally coming with me?", he asked as he noticed your irritation. "On the carpet?", you scoffed, "No way Junior."

"It’s only for a few photos, you don’t have to do anything. You don’t even have to talk. Just pose in front of the cameras a little. For me?", Neymar tried to convince you but you responded by shaking your head from left to right, repeating this movement again and again. "As you know, I'm allergic to cameras." He sighed at your sarcasm, his lips in a thin line. The pleading look he gave you was his last try to get you to go with him, but you ignored his pout and took out your phone of your clutch. With his hands in his pocket, he slowly started stepping away from you. You chew on your bottom lip, knowing damn well you disappointed your boyfriend – and you felt guilty. His mates entered the room, coming back from taking pictures; Lionel with Antonela, Marco with Jessica, Marqui with Carol. It would only be Neymar all alone again. You rolled your eyes at yourself, pushing your phone back into your clutch and started jogging after Neymar. He instantly recognised your small steps and stopped his walk. "Thank you", he whispered, giving your hand a light squeeze after intertwining it with his. You entered the hall and your heart was racing due to the amount of people watching you, all cameras directed at the two of you. Neymar led you to the middle of the carpet and naturally started posing. You tried your best to not freak out, but you flinched at every flash and held your breath whenever someone was calling your name. You weren’t used to it, it felt unnatural and awkward to you. Your eyes started blinking heavily, there was no way you could take another flashlight right into your face. Instinctively, you pulled Neymar closer to you and hid your face in the crook of his neck. He first was confused as you did so, but also couldn’t help but smile at how adorable you were. You practically felt how his lips formed a smile, which made you grin to yourself while you were still hiding from the photographers. "Our photos are for sure going to be different from all the others", he chuckled lowly. The feeling of excitement inside of you rose, but to your surprise, in a positive way. You imagined what the journalists got to see now and realised how random you actually were. "What?", Neymar asked when he heard you laughing quietly. You were unable to hold back another laugh. "You really are special, like very very special", Neymar grinned as you finally pulled away from him and stared into his eyes. The two of you simply looked at each other for a short time and then bursted out in laughter. Hearing Neymars laugh made you laugh even harder. Seeing you holding onto your belly, squinting your eyes while still having an arm wrapped around him made him laugh even more. Even the photographers couldn’t stop themselves from smiling at what they’ve just captured. "I'm so sorry", you managed to shout out as Neymar and you were about to leave the carpet.

Returning to your shared house, you continued apologising to your boyfriend. "I don’t know what got into me. I guess it was the nervousness and excitement", you explained yourself. Neymar laughed it off as he got out off his jacket. "Y/N, babe, não se preocupe [don't worry]. Thank you for going with me and making it so much fun. I’d love to see pictures they took", he reassured you, cupping your face between his hands before placing a sweet kiss onto your lips. "Do you think they already released some?", you said, scrolling through your TikTok for you page when you saw they did, indeed. "Ney, olha [look]!" Some fans were fast enough to make edits about your appearance and you were in love with those edits - you watched how you hid your face in his neck, the way he wrapped his arms around you while looking down at you in full adoration, this smile you loved so much forming in his face. The way you both didn’t stop laughing and never let go of each other while doing so. You’ve actually forgot everything around you for a short period of time, blocking out the cameras and photographers, and just enjoyed each others company. This unconditional love could literally be felt through this little screen you were watching those edits on. You smiled to yourself when you noticed Neymar hugged you from behind, watching those edits with his head placed onto your shoulder. "Eu te amo meu anjo [I love you my angel]", he mumbled, pressing a soft lips on your cheek.

[luvneymar]

can you do a neymar fic where he falls for davis school teacher that he meets when davi gets in trouble for something at school

GOOD BOY, BAD BOY — NEYMAR JR

SUMMARY: you finally meet the parent of your star-student & he’s more than you’d expected.

CONTENT: absolute fluff, neymar is a atrocious simp, neymar gets whiplash LMAOOO. also not proof read cuz it never is. think of the spelling errors as fill in the blanks! ❤️

PARING: young!dad!neymar x preschool teacher!reader

“Davi! How many times have I said we don’t hit other children? It’s not nice!”A honey like voice scolded the young boy who stood in-front of you tears forming in his eyes. Today Davi had hit another kid for something he refused to tell you which unlike him.

He was normally a good kid who shared his toys and snacks with everyone unless someone set him off. And in this case someone did indeed set him off, with the amount of times he’s hit another child or just been a pain you’d think the director would’ve sent him somewhere else but since you took a liking into him the director placed him on your hands.

“I’m sorry but we’re gonna have to call your daddy and tell him about this.” Hearing that Davi burst into tears, brave face coming off almost instantly. You scooped him up and cradled him into your arms pacing around the room in an attempt to calm him down.

He cried into your shoulder getting snot all over your shirt as collarbone, Davi didn’t cry often cry even when he did he didn’t cry as much as he did right now.

You walked towards the side of the room where the parents phone numbers were kept and dug through the draw hysterical child still in your arms. Once you found it you ripped the piece that had his fathers phone number and tucked the paper into your pocket.

“I know Davi, but there are consequences to your actions. I’m sure daddy won’t be mad.” You muttered into his ear as he rested his head on your shoulder sniffling every 15 seconds as he got snot all over your shirt.

“I sorry. Don’t call daddy.” Davi babbled our lifting his head from your shoulder to look at you with his big brown eyes, you were almost convinced but deep down you knew this decision was needed.

“I’m sorry baby I have too.” You kissed forehead before rested his head onto your shoulder softly stroking his blonde hair once again before walking towards the sink station to grab some tissues for his snotty nose.

Once Davi had calmed down the rest of the day went smoothly as you kept both of your eyes on him at all times leaving him alone for very little time. The end of the day was soon approaching and you could notice that Davi’s happy smile was fading into a look of nervousness.

All the other kids had there parents come to pick them up leaving you and Davi in the preschool centre along with some other staff who’s were preparing to leave. As you were playing transformers with Davi you turned your head for a moment to place a piece that fell back onto the toy you were playing with.

Once you turned around you noticed that Davi was gone and looked up to see him running towards a rather handsome man, as your eyes met his you felt your heart skip a beat and quickly looked away trying to compose yourself. “Daddy!”

“Hey buddy, how’ve you been?” You composed yourself dusting off your clothes and getting up from the spot you sat to make your way towards the man who pretended to eat his sons nose.

“Mr. Dantas?” You called out as you walked towards the pair still holding a transformer in your hand unknowingly, Neymar looked down towards the toy before chuckling as he adjusted the toddler sitting on his waist.

“Oh I’m so sorry how rude of me, I’m Neymar Santos. It seems as if you guys don’t update your system to often.” He laughed deeply practically undressing you with his voice, despite feeling like a high-school girl all over again you kept your composure.

“What makes you say that?” You questioned cocking your head to the side as you crossed your arms right under your breasts unknown to the fact that Neymar’s gaze was at your chest and not at your eyes.

As you waited for a response your eyes tracked where Neymar’s eyes could possibly be looking at that had him so distracted, it wasn’t that hard to figure out that he was basically gawking at your breasts like some horny teen.

You cleared your voice signalling him to look up at your face as you crossed your arms on your breast, keeping your chest out of his sights. Barely.

“If you did you’d know that it’s no longer and was never Mr. Dantas & that was just a cover up name from my ex-wife.” He looked up at you with a seductive look, his signature look that he gave all the girls he wanted to see naked.

“I’ll be sure to keep that in mind then.” You answered secretly cheering at the sound of ex-wife and not current wife.

“Keep the ex-wife part in mind too.” He winked at you before turning towards the door to leave the pre-school centre. As he was leaving you completely forgot why you even approached him in the first place.

“Before you go I need to speak with you about something.” You grabbed onto his jacket stopping him from leaving the building. He spun around as he let his down from his hold on his hip holding his sons tiny hand in his large one.

“You can speak to me about anything.” He answered still looking at you with his signature look, despite almost melting when he looked at you like that before you stayed firm mentally.

“No this is serious please be serious.”

“What’s going on? Is there something wrong with Davi?” His look immediately changed into concerned one, you hadn’t meant to alarm him so you waved your hands immediately putting his worries to rest.

“Yes. Well no. Yes & No. More leaning towards yes rather than no.” You stuttered out not knowing how you were supposed to explain this.

“Take a deep breath and tell me what’s going on darling.” Neymar looked at you with a smile on his face flashing you his blinding pearly whites. It was almost insulting how perfect he was. Nonetheless you remained composed.

“That isn’t appropriate I could have a boyfriend you know.” You mentioned trying to deflect from his flirtatious remarks. Neymar had a smug look on his face as he responded.

“But you don’t.”

“You sound so sure about that. How do you know I have a boyfriend?” You questioned looking at him up and down watching another smile form on his face as he looked away looking quite embarrassed.

“Just a hunch, as you were saying you needed to speak to me about something.” He deflects from the side conversation returning back to the original conversation.

“Yes, uh. Davi has been having a lot of behavioural issues recently. He’s aggressive, violent & sort of mean to the other kids. Today he hit a kid so hard their lip begin to bleed. Is everything okay?” You looked down at davi who was sucking on his finger looking at everything around him but you two.

“That’s probably the aftermath of the divorce his mom and I recently went though. It wasn’t a toxic or malicious one he just misses seeing her 24/7.” He responded as you crouched down to pull his fingers out of his mouth and wiped the saliva from his mouth.

Unknown to you Neymar was looking down at you with smile as he finished his sentence, he hadn’t known why he was intrigued by you. You were just a regular pre-school teacher but watching the way you cared for his son even when you weren’t being payed for it and how you became flustered and fidgety at every flirtatious comment he made, made him feel fuzzy.

“Ah that’s why. Well is there anyway I can help? I like Davi but he’s 1 more incident away from being suspended from this pre-school. Which I don’t want to happen.” You mentioned as you got up and walked towards the trash can just few meters away from the father and son.

“You could go on a date with me.” Neymar mentioned casually picking his son up again hoisting him on his hip as he turned around to see your reaction, watching you spin around in slow motion with a shocked look on your face was almost laughable to him.

“What?” You questioned hoping you didn’t hear him right and was just being delusional. I mean no guy you just met a few minutes ago would be asking you on a date right? especially a guy as hot as him.

“Go on a date with me.” He repeated again cheeky smile on his face as he wrote something down on a sticky pad that rested on the welcome table just a few metres away from him.

“W-What! I don’t even know you. All I do is care for your-!” You babbled on not aware that Neymar was walking towards you and placed his spare finger on your lips before placing the sticky note into your open palm all with a smile on his face.

“Shh. We can sort that out later. If you wanna help Davi. Go out with me.” Neymar repeated for one last time before turning to walk out the building leaving you standing there stunned with his number in your palm and finger previously resting on your very soft lips.

“Okay.” You whispered finally composing yourself a few second after, as you turned your head and looked out the large daycare window you noticed that Davi and his father were just driving out of the parking lot. As the car finally reached the street you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket.

(Unknown Number)

hey stranger ;)

[wavypotatochips]

Can u write ney having baby fever

𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐅𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 | 𝐀 𝐍𝐞𝐲𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐉𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Neymar Jr x Female Reader

𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦: Here's a blurb of Neymar experiencing baby fever! I wasn't too sure how to go about this, so I thought it would be best to do specially what you requested: Ney having baby fever. Hope you like how I represent your idea ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚!!

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ REQUESTS ARE OPEN, currently covered in college work so uploads may be a bit slow this week c’: ♥

“Who's such a cute baby! You are, you are!,” you say in a baby voice to your niece, Lilliah, who you are holding. Her laughter is heard causing your heart to swell from cuteness. You have been watching Lilliah since this morning as your brother asked you to so he and his wife can have lunch together for ‘alone-time’ and of course, you did not mind.

You continue to play with baby Lilliah as you patiently wait for Neymar, your boyfriend, to finish making her bottle. The baby gurgles happily and reaches for your face, you can't help but smile. After a few more minutes, Neymar enters the room with the bottle, and you begin to feed it to her. When you look up at Neymar, you are about to ask him a question, when you notice his eyes adoringly looking down at Lilliah, a smile creeps over your face. You slowly get up, “Here, you can feed her, I need to use the bathroom.” Neymar doesn't respond to you as he simply nods his head and carefully takes the baby from you, making sure to hold her with care the entire time while holding the bottle against her lips. As Neymar feeds the baby, you can tell from the look on his face that he is completely smitten. You know that he has always talked about starting a family with you, but seeing him holding and caring for the baby has made you think about it as well. The way that he looks at the baby with such love and adoration is heartwarming, and it's clear that he has a natural instinct for parenting. You kiss him on the cheek before slipping out of the room to use the bathroom. Now that Neymar is alone with her, he starts to experience a rush of strong feelings brought on by baby fever. He watches as Lilliah's tiny fingers wrap around his own and feels an overwhelming desire to have a child of his own. Neymar couldn't help but think about how amazing it would be to start a family with you. He imagined teaching them how to read and write, playing sports together and taking them out for ice cream. He fantasized about watching them take their first steps, hearing their first words and seeing their first smile. He smiled to himself as he thought about how much he would love and cherish his child, and all the amazing experiences you all would have together. He knew that having a child would be an incredible journey and he looked forward to it with anticipation.

[applejuicefruit]

Could you write Neymar x reader where reader just got her drivers license and Neymar is scared of driving with her?

pls i love this request lol

neymar x reader

Red lights, stop signs

Driver license was blasting through your car the moment you passed the test and got your own license. You failed the exam five times and probably every one of your friends knew what a bad driver you were, that including your boyfriend Neymar so when you called him telling him you passed the test he was surprised - happy for you - but still surprised. His mood changed from surprised to scared when you offered to pick him up from practice and seeing how happy you were he couldn’t say no.

So he said yes.

And now he was fidgeting with his own fingers waiting for you to arrive.

When he saw your black car coming through the gate his fear got worse.

“Hey!” you shouted from your window “you stay there or you come up?” you asked him, pointing to the passenger seat.

“I’m coming” he smiled at you, trying to ease his fear.

The first thing he did once he got in your car was putting his seatbelt on and praying for dear life, because all he wanted to do was to get home safe and sound.

When you sped out of the gate his anxiety became to rise.

“Babe…there’s a stop sign over there” he said to you.

“Yes” you said “but it’s over there…I’m still here” you pointed out.

“You’re right…” he whispered trying to keep it calm.

The worst part started when you started driving in a more crowded road.

“Baby…baby please slow down” Neymar said to you.

“I’m at the red light! The car’s not even moving…Neymar, what’s wrong?” you asked him this time, completely loosing your patience.

“No-nothing’s wrong” he said.

“Ney?” you called him.

“Okay…I love you and you know that…but-but meu amor, you’re the worst driver I’ve ever met and I have no idea how you passed the exam…so please, when the light turns green, can you go slow?” he asked you and you sensed his anxiety.

“Oh…okay” you said, a bit offended. You knew you weren’t the best driver ever but you gave your soul for passing the exam and you really hoped he was going to be proud of you, instead you were met with someone who didn’t even want to stay with you in that moment.

“Babe please…you know I don’t mean it in that way…” he tried to explain.

“No it’s fine…I get it” you said.

“Babe…” he spoke again but you stopped him.

“I thought that maybe you would be proud of me…I know I failed the exam so many times but one time I make it and you’re here acting all scared…” you said.

“No no baby it’s not like that…I’m so proud of you baby…I’m a total dick, I’m so proud of you meu amor, I swear” he explained.

“Okay…” you said, feeling the honesty in his voice and knowing you couldn’t stay mad at him.

“Okay?” he smiled “I think we should stop and get some food so we can watch your favourite movies and eat and stay in bed all night long, what you think?” he asked you and you smirked.

“You know me so well…” you laughed and he laughed with you as you sped going to your favourite restaurant.

[leilakisakabiri]

Up All Night (Neymar Jr)

Summary: Neymar keeps you awake in the middle of the night, and you get back at him.

Warning(s): suggestive tones? 

A/N: Please send in any requests if you have any (I’m working on current requests rn). 

Word Count: [725]

Masterlist

“Are you up?” You groaned, reaching over blindly, hitting Neymar in the face, trying to make him quiet.

“Shut up. I was so close to sleeping.”

“But now you’re awake?” He persisted.

“Ugh, what?”

“Nothing. Good night.” He said innocently, and you immediately knew he was up to no good.

You were proven right within fifteen minutes, as the second you started to doze off, Neymar would ‘accidentally’ jab you in the ribs or toss and turn restlessly, ripping the sheets away from you. 

After that, you gave up on sleep and stared at the ceiling contemplating your life.

You were currently at Neymar’s house in Brazil on vacation. His entire family also lived in the same house, and it was your first time meeting them in person. You had your first full day in Brazil tomorrow and you had already made plans with his mother and sister to go into town, and you were nervous about spending time with them without Neymar as a buffer, not to mention the issue of a language barrier.

You pushed the thoughts out of your mind, attempting to clear your mind and fall asleep.

Sleep did not come easy, however.

Another ten minutes later and you were still staring at the ceiling.

“I know you’re up.” You spoke, breaking the silence.

You heard Neymar pretend to groan,

“Ugh, I was almost asleep.” He playfully responded.

You turned your head to look at him, barely able to make out his silhouette beside you in the darkness, “Oh please. You must have sleep paralysis if you’re thrashing around like that in your sleep.”

You both stared at each other in silence for a moment, before he spoke again, “Well, if you can’t sleep, and I can’t sleep, then I can only think of one solution.”

“And that is?” You questioned.

“Well, we have to have sex obviously. You know, tire each other out.”

You choked on your spit, shocked by his suggestion, “Are you crazy? Your parents are literally next door!”

He disregarded your comment, shifting to pull you closer till he was hovering above you, “You worry too much baby.”

You rolled your eyes, putting your hands on his chest to shove him off you.

“What the hell, where did your shirt go?” You questioned, feeling the smooth skin beneath your hands.

“It fell off.” He smirked.

“Don’t act like you don’t like my muscles.” He spoke, his face close enough to yours that you could see the wiggle of his eyebrows.

You laughed, playing into it.

“You’re so right, I love them.” You said, running your hands over his chest, and pulling him down closer to you so that your noses were brushing, faces millimeters apart, before trailing your hands lightly down his torso.

You heard his breath hitch and felt his muscles contort at your touch.

“You like that baby?” you cooed, playing with the waistband of his shorts. You let it snap against his skin as you purposely slipped a teasing hand inside just to remove it a second later.

He was taken back by your forwardness, and you knew you had him just where you wanted.

“What Ney no words for me now? You were so talkative before?” You asked mockingly, looking up at him through your eyelashes.

“Y/n.” He whined but you didn’t listen, one of your hands going to the back of his neck and tugging at his curls, while the other propped you up, closing the gap. You attached your lips to the most sensitive spot on his neck and began to lay butterfly kisses.

He whispered your name again, his breath hot against your ear as he began nibbling on it. You smirked against his skin, continuing your trail as you slid further down, under him.

His hand reached out to touch you, and the second his hand made contact with your waist you pushed him off you, hearing him let out a grunt when he landed on the mattress.

“What the hell?” He groaned, his breathing still labored.

“That’s what you get for keeping me up.” You smirked, turning onto your side and cuddling into the sheets.

“Are you serious, Y/n-“

He went to speak but you cut him off.

“Goodnight Ney.”

He groaned again, “You’re such a tease.”

You didn’t say anything after that, sleepiness overtaking your body. You heard more shuffling, and you instinctively rolled over, pulling Neymar into your body, falling asleep with your legs over his, spooning him.

[lewisvinga]

birds & the bees | neymar x teenage daughter! reader

requested; yes !

request; Neymar catches his daughter smiling at her phone a lot and he asks what she’s smiling about and she says nothing but he knows something is up and he goes and gives her the talk bc she’s of that age and she like cringes out maybe? LMAO also I love your writing!

note; my requests r closed <3

masterlist !

Neymar couldn’t help but become suspicious as he kept hearing giggles coming from you. He was in the middle of making dinner when you sat down at the kitchen island with your phone in hand.

He glances over and you seemed to be typing on away on your phone. A ding and another giggle soon followed. “O que está fazendo você sorrir e rir tanto, minha filha?” [what is making you smile and laugh so much, my daughter]

“Nothing, papai. Don’t worry.” You reply. Your focus was still in your phone and you kept smiling as you typed away at it.

Neymar raises his eyebrow as he observes you smiling and giggling as you were texting someone. You were already growing up, a teenager already. He knew he had to give you the talk, but he didn’t think it would’ve been so soon. But he knew it was the right time. He was thankful that Davi was in his room playing games meaning he could have a private conversation with you.

“Minha filha, I think we should have a serious conversation.”

His words made you out your phone down quickly. His tone sounded so serious and you were confused. He was often playful even as a father, so him being so serious felt strange. “What is it?”

“Well, you’re getting old enough now and I think we should have the talk.” Neymar tries to explain but it left you even more confused.

You furrowed up your eyebrows at your father and tilted your head to the side. “The talk? What do you mean?”

He takes a deep breath before saying, “Quando um homem e uma mulher se amam muito-” [when a man and a woman love each other very much]

You finally realized what the talk was about and you let out a squeal. “Papai! No! No! I don’t want to have the talk!” You exclaim, waving your arms around causing him to let out a laugh.

“I don’t want you messing around with um menino! [a boy] I just want you to be careful. Can you blame a father?”

“I’m not messing around with a boy, papai.” You let out a chuckle as you open up your phone. “My friend is and we were just teasing her.” You explain as you show him your phone. “None of the guys at school are that attractive anyways.”

Neymar almost let out a cry of relief when you explained to him. He wasn’t mentally prepared for his daughter to grow up nor was he truly prepared for giving you the talk. “So, no talk? No birds and the bees?”

“No, please, no papai. No birds and the bees!”

[k9iriz]

I love your writings! Can i request Neymar x reader where he cheats on her and she finds out and he gets manipulative but she doesn’t go back to him please? Like I need a good cry ahaha

(it was a request just like this so im just gonna combine your ideas! makes it easier!)

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝

𝘯𝘦𝘺𝘮𝘢𝘳/𝘧𝘦𝘮! 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

“𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙?”

(upsetting themes, cheating, swearing, manipulation + gaslighting mental, also , miscarriage warning!! this is very angst to the max, so get your sad playlist out!)

you heard that voice, that women’s intuition that you knew your man was cheating.

the constant not wanting to be around you.

the countless dumb arguments that you two had, went on for him leaving, simply as just being mean and rude to you.

you thought it was a one time thing…i was wrong.

“ney? are you hungry? i could make you something-” you peaked out the doorway as he shoved past you, ignoring you.

“no. im not hungry.” ney rolled his eyes, grabbing his jacket, he looked so nice and dressed up for practice…

“oh…w-well have a good practice.” i swallowed the lump in my throat, filled to where i was gonna bust out in tears.

your phone rang, kylian’s gf sent you pictures of her outfits for the…psg date night out?

what…

you looked over at ney, that’s why he’s so dressed up.

but without me?

“ney? is it the psg date night event tonight?” i asked, my eyes glowed at it, we would look so good together.

in my mind.

“yup.” he brainlessly said, not even adding anything to the request.

before you could speak, he slammed the door in your face, walking out as i stood by the mirror.

“how do you stop a heartbreak? … cry. you just cry.”

i frowned as i sat on the couch, playing with my fingers.

everything started to click. brainlessly just staying after how bad he’s treating you since you two began dating.

“i really wanted to go.” you thought.

he didn’t even wanna be seen out with you. let alone take you on dates, he just simply said ‘i just don’t have time.’

it broke your heart.

you could cry yourself to sleep if you wanted. the slience rang through your ears as you played with your promise ring he gave you.

ever since, he hasn’t kept a promise since.

after an hour of scrolling through everyone’s insta stories, you seen a post go past your eyes.

bruna.

it was a video of them kissing, all in the camera, with pda and cameras flashing as well.

i stared at it as your heart broke in ten million pieces.

i didn’t know wether to scream or cry.

i didn’t move. i blankly froze as all the memories of the past year floated through my head.

all the lies, the arguing. the kisses. everything was fake.

he just kept me…just to break me.

i cried for hours on end, as i paced around the house.

you even had a miscarriage. due to the stress he had put apon you and you blamed yourself for it.

well i did.

and just to publicly cheat. it was the last straw.

the next morning was a empty bed with red eyes after crying all night.

my phone was ringing all night from socials and even some of psg, asking was i okay after the news got out.

i felt embarrassed. this promise ring meant nothing. especially to him.

you heard the door open downstairs as i slowly walked to the stairs banister, looking down at neymar.

he was ear to ear smiling. for what?

“i know…princesa, ela vai dormir às 10, ela não vai a lugar nenhum, então não vou poder te encontrar lá. eu te amo mais...bye.” neymar smiled so proudly on the phone. it’s her voice on the phone.

(princess, she'll be sleep by 10, she wont go anywhere so ill be able to meet you there. i love you more...bye.)

are you fucking kidding.

“good. ill be out of here by 10 then.” i spoke up, as my face held a cold mean expression as he jumped, soonly realizing he knew that i knew he was cheating and that i seen the news.

“oh…amor. im sorry, listen to me.” neymar tried to plead, but i walked away, chuckling as i shut the bedroom door, closing it and locking it before he could get to it.

“listen to me…please.” neymar pleaded as i shook my head, grabbing my suitcases, trying to stuff everything in them the best i can.

“unlock the door!” neymar groaned, as he forcefully jiggled the doorknob as tears ran down my face…i couldn’t hold it much longer.

“leave the fucking door alone! let me leave please.” i yelled, before i threw on one of his plain black hoodies, just cuddling it as i fell down, tired and worn out from everything…

i leaned up against the wall…everything connected.

the memories we had. the good times we had…

the thought of us expanding our family…the dream wedding we dreamed of together.

all came crashing down.

“please. bebê, por favor ... não vá. por favor.” neymar pleaded again, his voice getting low and shaky. (baby please...dont go. please.)

“ney. please let me leave in peace and get away from the door.” i croaked in tears, dragging myself to put my shoes on, lining my luggage up.

good thing i planned a flight tonight.

“no. i can stand here and fight with this door all day until you talk to me and let me in.” neymar tried to open it, but to his avail, it failed.

“move, please move away from the door.” i walked towards the door, warning to unlock it.

“open up please.” he asked as his voice got soft, before you could, he looked at your puffy eyes, your luggage lined up as he hugged me right, before i cried in his arms…

i should slap him right now.

“no. no. no. move away from me. you’re not doing this to me…again.” i pushed away from him as he trailed behind me as i grabbed suitcase after suitcase, taking them to the door.

“please? i love you, you know i wouldn’t do that to you right?

“how? oh wowwww, you sure wouldn’t but considering it’s the same outfit you fuckin’ left in!” you caught him trying to lie…

& guilt trip you? how stupid can he be. “listen. she ment nothing to me, i promise. you know im yours…hell my wife. just don’t leave me.” ney tried to reason, following behind me.

“ney. i can’t. you’ve been treating me like a second class act. and i just can’t do it anymore.”

“so that’s it? are you serious right now y/n?” neymar got frustrated at you, not hearing you out.

i scoffed, sitting the rest of my suitcases outside, before the door slammed, leaving me and him left in the house.

“don’t make this about yourself. nor try to reason. you’ve obviously been back with her and stepping out on me. and you did it while i was pregnant, ney.” i started, feeling tears prickle my eyes, playing with my ring.

“i lost a baby. and because of you not being there, i lost myself. got blinded by you…the person who promised to be there for me through anything…”

“and you weren’t there. and i don’t want you to be there now…i gotta go.” i shook the thought of still staying in this web of despair out my head, rushing out, before being pulled into a kiss.

ney accepted the fact all his wrongdoings and fuck-ups lead him to lose everything, even his self respect.

the atmosphere got quiet and silent, everything just feeling calm at that moment, feeling sadness in the air

“im sorry. thats all i really can say to you…for breaking your heart. i love you forever, don’t forget that, princessa.” ney felt himself pull away as he kissed your cheek once more, before sitting on the bottom stairs.

i wasn’t looking back. but the heartbreak and sadness remained until i left.

you never really know how much someone’s means to you until they walk out the door.

i hope u enjoyed! ❤️

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NEYMAR JR

posted : 11/04/2023 (European date)

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english and portuguese are not my first languages, I apologize for the mistakes.

•

"You're so annoying! Stop acting like you're my mom or something!" your boyfriend, Daniel, yelled at you as you tried to not cry

"Daniel I'm just trying to help-" you started but he cut you off by pushing you to the side while he went upstairs with you following him

"Stop telling me what I can or can't do!" he said clearly annoyed as he took his clothes off and entered the bathroom

You loudly sighed, it wasn't the first time that you and Daniel had an argument, actually it was very frequent.

Most of times, he tried to push you out of his life when you just wanted to be there for him and honestly you had enough.

You don't know how but you found yourself staring at his phone who was tossed on the bed.

Hearing the sound of the shower, you grabbed it and unlocked it before clicking the green icon who had "97" on top of it.

Oh what a bad idea.

Not only you found a "Evie ❤️" pinned but you also saw that he named you "Y/n (cousin)"

You heart was racing in your chest, you couldn't believe it.

Maybe it was a mistake?

You decided to click on the conversation with Evie and you almost fainted when you saw pictures of a blonde girl who clearly showed her most private body parts.

And that broke you more was that every time, he complimented her, saying how beautiful and gorgeous she was and that he could fuck her right now.

"Mother fucker" you whispered to yourself

Your sadness was now slowly turning into anger as you felt betrayed.

And at the same time, your boyfriend came out of the shower but froze when he saw you holding his phone, clearly recognizing the pictures the blonde sent him earlier.

"Y/n I can explain." was all he managed to say as he slowly approached you

"Shut the fuck up, literally don't talk because I'll punch your face right now if you do" you threw him his phone which landed on his face before quickly standing up and taking your stuff, tossing it into a small bag you had

"Baby please let me explain its not how it looks like!" he tried to follow you but you didn't even turn around once

"Oh my God Y/n will you fucking listen to me for once?" he grabbed your wrist but you immediately shoved him

"Don't touch me, never speak to me again!" you said as you put on your shoes while he just stood there

"You won't last without me! Just wait and you'll come back begging to take you back" he cockily said

"Spit on my face if I ever go back to you, you humiliated me, I hope you're proud of yourself!" you yelled before opening the door and slamming it after you left

Not a single tear dropped but the second you hoped in your car, all the anger became sadness again.

You drove in silence, the only sound was when you sniffed as your eyes became red.

"Hey siri call Ney" you hardly said as the phone started ringing, waiting for your bestfriend to pick up

"olà a si!" a joyful voice said

"hi can I come over?" there was a silence, probably because he realized that you weren't in a joking mood

"who's ass do I have to kick?" he asked in a serious tone which made you chuckle

"I'll tell you everything if you let me come over" you said back as you drove to his house

"You're always welcome linda" you smiled at your friend's kindness

"Thank you for everything"

"Não há necessidade de me agradecer, I always got your back"

•

"And then I left and I felt so dumb for actually trusting him" you said between hiccups as he watched you with a strange stare

"Don't look at me like that!" you pushed him which made him shake his head and go back to his soft smile that you absolutely loved

"I'm not judging you, I was just thinking of several plans to kill esse filho da puta without getting in trouble" he said while playing with a strand of your hair like he didn't just say the most suspect thing.

"Ney não se pode matá-lo you'll go to jail" you sniffed and laughed and the same time

"No but really don't cry for that idiota I swear he doesn't deserve your tears nor you at all" he softly said while wiping your tears away

"I don't deserve a friend like you"

His heart tightened at the word you used. "friend" he knew it but it still hurts him to see the person he loved for so long not returning his feelings.

But he couldn't do anything, he couldn't force you to love him so he just watched you give your love to some stupid boys who can't even count past 10.

"Come on a minha bela go take a hot bath while I order some food" his smile -which faded away at his thoughts- instantly came back to light up his face

"Obrigado, obrigado, obrigado" you whimpered against the skin of his neck as your arms gently wrapped around his torso

He returned the hug before you got up to the bathroom where you found some sweatpants with a tee-shirt, he really cared about you huh?

The rest of the evening was great, Ney made you forget about what happened earlier and your tears of sadness slowly turned into tears of laughter.

You were actually laughing about him since he just lost at fifa and that's when it hit you.

You didn't see him as a friend anymore, your gaze was soft when you looked at him, you found yourself daydreaming about him and every word that came out of his mouth sounded like music to your ears.

You slowly stopped laughing and looked down which made him worry.

"Is everything okay there?" he asked as he knocked your head in a playful way

"Ney, eu acho que estou apaixonado por você" you said not looking up once

"Is that a joke? No Y/n you're not, you're just heartbroken and want some love and attention" he said while shaking his head

"I'm not! You don't understand, all these years, all these boys, I only was trying to convince myself that I'm not in love with my bestfriend because I care so much about our friendship and it would hurt me to actually break-" you couldn't finish your sentence because you felt something soft and warm against your lips

"oh my God my crush is kissing me!" was all you could think about at first but you slowly closed your eyes, enjoying the moment

•

It has now been 3 months since the break up and Neymar and you becoming a couple.

It didn't shock anyone to be fair, they all knew it.

You were currently in a club, celebrating your boyfriend's birthday when you felt the urge to use the restroom.

"Ay I'll be right back quarido, I gotta use the restroom" you said while getting up

"Ok be safe" he told you as you quickly left

You finished your business, washed your hands and was about to go back to the table when you felt someone grab your wrist

"Y/n I'm so happy to see you!" you recognized, unfortunately, the annoying voice of Daniel who was standing in front of you, all smiley

"I don't have your time Daniel" you tried to go but he didn't let go off you

"You know Y/n you look really nice, I wish things didn't end like that, I wish they didn't end at all" he said while looking deep into your eyes

"I don't care, let me go!" you tried to push him but he was too strong

"Let's go to my place, I have some nice things to show you" he said while forcing you to follow him

"Stop! Help!" you tried to yell but the music was now too loud and people were too bush dancing to notice you

"She just asked to let her go amigo" you heard someone yell behind you and you sighed in relief when you saw your boyfriend's perfect face who didn't show his pretty smile that you loved so much

Oh no, instead it was a dead serious face and you would swear that if a single stare could kill somebody, Daniel would be a dead man now.

"That's none of your business, she's my girlfriend." Daniel said with a death stare while you just watched the scene happen

"Funny, because I could swear that she was yelling my name not an hour ago" he cockily said with a smirk

Daniel let your wrist go and you immediately went next to your boyfriend who just put his arm around your waist, pulling you close to him

"I always knew you were such a slut Y/n, I don't even regret what I did" he said while looking at you with disgust

"Alright cale sua boca agora" the brazilian calmly said before giving him the most heart twitching, toes curling, head twisting punch you ever saw

He grabbed his bloody nose and quickly left almost running which made you burst out laughing.

"Oh my God, eu te amo Ney" you said still laughing which made him join you

"Eu também te amo, now let's go back to celebrating my day" he happily said before grabbing your chin and deeply kissing you

You felt yourself smiling against his lips as you thought that you had the best boyfriend you could ever ask for.

[pedrisgirl]

hii can u write about reader spending time with davi and neymar being happy that they’re getting along? thanks:)

pairing; neymar x fem!reader

genre; fluff

warnings; none i think??

authors note: sorry this is so short! and sorry it took me so long to get to it, anyway i hope you like it! enjoy<3

you were thrilled when neymars son davi began to hit it off with you. as much as you loved spending time with neymar, it was heartwarming to see davi warming up to you as well.

one weekend, neymar had to attend an important team meeting, leaving you alone with davi for the day. you were a bit nervous at first, not knowing how to keep the young boy entertained, but davi was quick to put you at ease.

together, you played video games, watched davi's favorite cartoons, and even made some delicious cookies. you were amazed by how smart and funny davi was, and how much you had in common.

when neymar returned home, he was thrilled to see you and davi getting along so well. He hugged you tightly, and you could feel his happiness radiating from him. you could see how much it meant to him that his girlfriend and his son were able to spend time together and form a bond.

from then on, you and davi continued to spend more time together, playing games, watching movies, and even going on adventures around the city. seeing how happy neymar was to have his two favorite people getting along made your heart swell with joy, and you knew that the three of you would make many more wonderful memories together in the future.

[nymrs]

can u write something about Neymar begging reader to make tiktoks with him

#1. LAMBADA | Neymar Jr

Sorry if this is bad, didn’t write for such a long time

"God Ney, what are you doing?", you shouted out. You were in the bathroom getting ready for todays dinner when you heard the same song play over and over again. It was Lambada by Kaoma. Admittedly, you loved the song, but it started getting on your nerves after listening to it for probably the fifth or sixth time.

Neymar didn’t respond, so after putting on your red lipstick and quickly fixing your hair, you rushed out of the bathroom. You thought he fell asleep, which would be an explanation for the endless loop of the song. Slowly opening the bedroom door, you saw your boyfriend dancing around the room as he kept on turning around to check himself on his phone that seemed to record Neymars moves. Every time he faced his phone, he would stick his tongue out and do a little jump. Though you didn’t want to disturb his sweet dance session, you couldn’t hold back a giggle, which made him jump up and look back to you. He started laughing as well, then softly dragged you into the room. "TikTok huh?", you smiled. He nodded as the song continued to play. Neymar put one arm around your waist, his other hand intertwined with yours. The two of you slowly started moving back and forth with the rhythm. "But it’s not a song you dance to alone", he winked at you, a big grin appearing on his face. You shook your head from left to right, "I love our little dances but they're not going on TikTok." He pouted and repeatedly kissed your cheek. "Please, let’s just do it for fun. It’s not serious", he said in between the kisses.

"No Ney, no." You tried to free yourself from his grip, but he pulled you even closer. "And if we just do it for ourselves? Maybe you’ll like it and even let me post it", he smirked, looking you deeply in the eyes. You let out a sigh, "Fine." Neymar happily smiled and kissed your cheek once more before you found yourselves dancing around the room again. His arm around your hands, your hand intertwined with his and him singing along, you even forgot that you were being recorded. You were simply enjoying this sweet moment the two of you shared. At least until he picked you up bridal style and swung you around while shouting "Dançada lambada". You wrapped your hands around his neck and started laughing before getting lost in his beautiful sparkling eyes that gazed at you in absolute love and admiration. "Eu te amo", he mouthed and placed a short but loving kiss onto your lips.

"Post it", you mumbled as you rewatched the video countless times. "Really?", he made sure, his eyes widened in excitement. You nodded in agreement. Usually you didn’t like being posted that much since Neymar and you announced your relationship publicly not too long ago, but you weren’t able to take your eyes off the video. You were still nervous as you finally watched him posting it onto his TikTok. Neymar looked up at you, grabbing your hand while you were deeply breathing in. "Don’t worry meu amor, they’ll love you for bringing out my silly side." And he wasn’t wrong about that. His fans loved the video and were hoping for many more to come.

[holygrailimagines]

Fame

Summary: Neymar x Famous! Reader, fluff!

Y/N Y/L/N, your name held so much beauty and power. A person like you deserved to have all the limelight, and you did. Everyone was obsessed with you, how you dressed, how you acted, how you spoke, and the list goes on. Sure, you had a good number of haters, but they were miniscule compared to your millions of fans. Not only did you have fan attention, but you also had the attention of other famous people. You were always shocked to find instagram DMs from people you least expected. Usually, you maintained a friendly approach when DMing other celebrities, primarily because dating other famous people was just too much drama. But with him, it was different. 

Neymar knew who you were, seeing your face appear on billboards and the ethereal instagram posts you uploaded. He had never spoken to you directly; afraid he’d make a fool out of himself. Sure, he was famous too, but it was nothing compared to your fame. He was a star, but you were the moon. You were so far out of reach for him, and he was desperate, getting tired of admiring from behind the scenes. When he sent that DM, he had to fight back the hope that you would answer. He tried to reason with himself, maybe this was all just a silly celebrity crush. But he knew it was deeper than that. He always found himself watching interviews of you, falling in love with the way your eyes showed every emotion and how your lips curled into that beautiful smile. 

You were aimlessly scrolling through social media when you got the notification. You had to read it about ten times before you actually believed it was real. He had replied to your story, bela. You could feel your entire body heat up, Neymar Jr in your DMs? Insane. 

Neymar was shocked to see your fast response, wasting no time opening your message. He chuckled at your response; all the worry lifted from his shoulders. You had returned the compliment, belo. 

Like clockwork, the DMs transitioned into text messages and the text messages became video calls. The next step was clear, meeting in real life. You knew exactly what to do, you had been invited to an award show and you wanted him to be your plus one. He happily agreed, counting down the days until he could finally hold you. 

The day had finally arrived, you were adorned in a beautiful black dress, your hair flowing beautifully, and the gold accents from your jewelry making you look breathtaking. The cameras flashed like crazy, cameramen shouting for you to spare them the slightest glance. 

“Neymar?!” One of them shouts, confused by the presence of a football player. You quickly turned your head, your eyes meeting the man who stole your heart with a DM message. He was wearing a black dress shirt and pants, a gold belt wrapped around his waist. He flashed his teeth at you, his smile nearly making you melt. For a moment, the cameras and flashes disappeared as you walked towards each other. He hugged you and you couldn’t even hold back as you leaned forward and pecked him on the lips. The crowd went wild, the flashes trying to capture the very moment you kissed.

[mchlgayser]

( ✮ ) 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

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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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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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can you maybe do something about neymar where the reader gets hurt while in the stands due to angry fans either intentionally ( due to most psg fans hating neymar ) or accidentally hurting her after a miss from him? thank you so much, i love your work!

Hiii thank you for requesting this! I changed it a bit I hope you don’t mind it!

neymar jr x reader

Never change

It was PSG match night and, of course, as Neymar’s girlfriend you never missed on of his games. Unfortunately tonight you couldn’t attend because you had a last minute work meeting and you wouldn’t make it in time for the game. Ney already knew it and, even if he was a little bit sad you couldn’t go he knew how much you loved your work so he simply said you that it was okay.

The meeting ended earlier than expected. You would still make it in time for the second half of the match so once you reached the stadium you begged for the ticket lady to give you one ticket, it didn’t matter where you were sat, you just wanted to be there for Neymar.

Surprisingly you got a nice view ticket. Not too high or far from the pitch. You knew Neymar could see you from that distance and you were waiting for his reaction to see you there. But as he noticed you, some fans noticed you too and they weren’t quite happy with you being there, mostly because of Neymar. How he wanted to leave the team years ago and how he wants to leave the team now, PSG fans took it to heart and they were still quite mad with him for this.

You heard some sarcastic comments coming from behind you but you simply ignored them and watched the game. It wasn’t anything new for you, you read and heard bad things on you everyday, simply because you were dating Neymar.

You enjoyed the game and PSG won. You were so happy you couldn’t wait to go home and celebrate with Neymar.

But before you could leave the stadium some crazy fans pushed you and you fell.

“Tell your boyfriend that he sucks” he said and some other men started laughing. Unfortunately for you Neymar was already in the changing room and he couldn’t have seen you.

“He’s useless by the way” someone else said and you got so mad you couldn’t stay there.

“He just made you win” you said back but the fans didn’t like this answer so one of them took you by the arm and threw you on the floor again. This time you hit your head and you felt a little bit dizzy but no one was there to help you, not even security.

“I’m sorry you’re dating someone like him, I’m sure he cheats on you every night with someone prettier” he said and you felt your tears threatening to come out of your eyes “and skinnier” he said again laughing. You couldn’t handle it. You were a very self conscious person and when you started dating Neymar you were terrified he would leave you for someone prettier. He made all of your fears vanish. He told you how much he was in love with you and that he would give up his own career if you asked him too just for you. He was deeply in love with you.

You quickly stood up and left the stadium, ignoring the people calling for you. Your head hurt, your legs were shaking and you were clearly about to have a panic attack.

You arrived home earlier than Neymar and all you wanted to do was crying in his arms but at the same time you didn’t want to worry him so you took a shower and pretended nothing happened. Bad thing was that your head was bleeding, not much, but just to show that it was bruised. You put some paper towel on the back of your head trying to stop the bleeding. You noticed a purple hand print around your arm too and that was kinda hurt to hide.

“Hi babe” you heard Neymar coming behind you. You were so focused on your own thoughts that you didn’t even hear him coming home.

“Heyyy” you said turning to face him and throwing the paper tower away.

“What happened? Are you hurt?” he asked immediately as he saw the paper towel covered in blood.

“It’s nothing don’t worry I just fell…” you lied but the knew you better and he knew you were lying.

“Honey don’t lie…what happened?” he said grabbing your hands and his look became more serious when he saw the handprint on your wrist “babe who did this? Were you harassed?” he asked again.

“No…it’s nothing really” you tried to shove it away but he wouldn’t let go.

“What happened? Please y/n tell me…” he almost begged.

You told him everything that happened at the stadium, mentioning him the fans and the bad things they said about him and how you stood up for him.

“I’m gonna kill them!” he shouted making you flinch a bit “Where was the security? Why they didn’t do their job!” he shouted again, taking you on the couch and letting you sit on his lap “I can’t believe people would do something like that! I’m so sorry baby…fuck, I wished I saw it! So I could have stopped them” he said grabbing your wrist hand placing a soft kiss in the bruise. Luckily your head stopped bleeding but still, Neymar wanted to take you to the ER just for precaution. You agreed to go with him and once you were checked the doctor told you that you had a mild concussion and that you had to rest for two weeks, not leaving the house, no work environment and no getting up from your bed.

Neymar said he would take care of you and you couldn’t be more grateful.

Once home he helped you getting in bed and cooked you something to eat.

“I’m sorry it happened to you baby” he said once you were both laying in bed, you head on his chest.

“I know…I just wished they appreciate you more…you do everything for this team” you said back making him smile. You yawned a bit, sign that you were tired.

You fell asleep on his chest and he looked at you with adoring eyes “never change babe” he said before turning the lights off.

[leilakisakabiri]

Afternoon Activities (Neymar Jr)

Summary: You and Neymar face off in a football match.

Warning(s): none, just fluff.

Word Count: [1814]

You squeal running away from Neymar as he chased after you, a pillow in hand, trying to hit you.

"Davi, stop her!" Neymar shouts at the little boy, watching as he runs towards you from the opposite direction.

"Davi, please, don't do this!" You yell dramatically as he runs to you with hands outstretched trying to catch you.

He stops running when he hears your words, letting you pass by him and down the hallway into the living room.

"Davi! What are you doing? We could have got her!"

"She said please!" Davi responds.

Your face hurts from smiling so much as you let out a loud iaugh.

What a sweet kid.

Neymar jokingly glares at you as you stick your tongue out at him, both of you facing each other on opposites sides of the couch.

"Just give in Y/N!" Neymar tries.

You shake your head vigorously,

"No way. I'd rather run a 10 miles than do that, and you know I hate running."

This whole thing had started after you complained about being bored. You had come over to Neymar's house in the afternoon, and after being there for two hours just sitting on his couch as he played Fifa you found yourself wanting to do something. He had tried to get you to play, but you wanted to go outside. It was summer in Paris and it was a beautiful sunny day.

Why waste it?

After your revelation, he decided the best thing for the both of you to do was to play a friendly game of football. You immediately shot down his suggestion, while you watched Davi who had been busy playing with his dinosaurs in the corner lift his head with joy once he heard what Neymar said, clapping his hands together in excitement.

You weren't too bad of a player, however, obviously, your talents were nothing compared to Neymar, him being a professional and all. However, it wasn't the aspect of losing you that made you not want to play, even though you did lose, a lot, in fact almost every single game. It was the fact that Neymar did not hold back. He got so into the game, and once his competitiveness took over there was no stopping him. He would constantly play unfairly, by either tackling you to get the ball, or showboating simply to get you riled up.

The last time the both of you had played against each other, you had ended up with a nasty cut on your leg after he had shoved you and you landed rather ungracefully on a sprinkler wedged in the grass. Admittedly, you had started the brawl by pushing into him any chance you got, trying to distance him from the ball, but in the end, you got hurt and not him.

Since then you had been adamant about not playing with him, not wanting a repeat of last time.

"C'mon Y/N Please. I promise I won't do anything this time." He tried again.

"Your such a liar! You play so dirty! You always tackle me." You exclaimed.

He wiggled his eyes, a smirk on his face, "Shh bebe, don't say that in front of Davi. You're so wild."

You rolled your eyes for the hundredth time. This boy.

Before you could even finish your eye roll you felt someone slam into you, sending the both of you tumbling to the ground.

It took you about half a second after landing on the ground to realize Neymar had jumped over the couch and onto you.

What a bitch.

"Ugh ew! Get off." You whined trying to shove his body that was on top of yours away from you.

He laughed from above you,

"Oh I'm gross? I'm gross?" He questioned as he started to pepper your face with kisses and you squirmed underneath him, laughter escaping you.

"Ok fine maybe not gross. Now will you get up?"

Instead of getting up, you felt him snuggle closer to you, his warm hands wrapping around your waist as he laid his head on your chest.

"Mmm only if you play football with me."

"What are you 5?" You retorted, trying to keep up the act, but you found yourself running your hands through his hair as he laid on you.

You felt another body thud on top of yours, and you saw that Davi had joined your little huddle.

"I am!" he exclaimed proudly as he sat on top of Neymar, holding up 5 fingers.

"Don't do it for me. Do it for him." Neymar said.

"Please?" Davi spoke up.

You squinted your eyes, "Are you guys teaming up on me?"

The two of them just looked at you with blank stares.

You groaned, "Okay fine, now get up you’re cutting off my air flow."

You heard the boys cheer as they both stood up, letting you get up.

You had just stood up when you felt Neymar pull you into him, putting his arm around you as you walked to the backyard.

"I promise I'll go easy." He said.

You shook your head, looking up at him, "No way. Play your best."

You saw a grin adore his features as he squeezed your shoulders, "That's my girl."

You felt a warmth spread through your stomach as he said those words. No matter how much time you spent with Neymar he still made you blush like crazy with just the smallest things. He would always say the sweetest things in the most nonchalant ways like he wasn't even thinking twice about them, and you couldn't help but find it extremely endearing.

"Ok Davi, you ready?" You asked as you separated from Neymar, going to the middle of the makeshift field where Davi had already placed a ball.

Davi loved to watch you and Neymar play against each other, probably because it was the closest he got to seeing his dad on the field, and also because he loved watching you both playfully fight each other. He was supposed to be the referee but he never stopped Neymar from tackling you, or even ever gave out a foul.

He was clearly bias, but whatever.

"Ok, Go!" Davi shouted as both you and Neymar hit the ball at the same time, the ball stuck between the two of you.

Neymar got possession of the ball quickly and raced down the field. You mentally cursed yourself for letting it slip away, you had played enough times with him to begin to understand his mannerisms, and you were starting to be able to guess when he was faking and when he was actually going for it, yet you were distracted and let him take it away.

You chased after him, trying to stick your foot in front of his to get the ball back.

He expected your move and was quick to pull the ball back, passing around you.

He laughed, turning to look at you over his shoulder, "You have to be smarter than that amor."

You huffed, running towards the goal just as he prepared to shoot.

You got there just in time and dived, sending the ball flying out of bounds.

You saw Neymar's face fall as you saved it.

"Foul!" He called.

This little shit.

"Foul?" You screamed back looking at him in anger.

"Why is that foul? No way!"

“You touched the ball with your hand.” He argued.

“That’s because I’m the goalie!”

You both looked at Davi as he debated, "No foul!"

You cheered at his decision while Neymar hung his head, sad his son hadn't bought into his act. Clearly, there was no foul and you had just saved the goal, but Neymar's favorite pass time it seemed was annoying you, and he would do anything to achieve it.

Once the ball was back in play you raced forward, watching as Neymar charged towards you.

You had been practicing a few skills yourself, after you and your friend had stayed up late one night, wine drunk and daring each other to do random things, one of those being learning how to do a rainbow flick.

You watched intently as Neymar came closer, once he was close enough you surprised him by kicking the ball over his head, and bypassing him.

He stopped, shocked, and you used his surprise to your advantage as you ran across the field before kicking the ball into the net.

However, before you could celebrate your goal you felt a familiar body collide with yours.

This time you ended up on top, as Neymar took the brunt of the fall.

"Hey! Foul! I didn't even have ball anymore!" You shouted, sitting up when the world stopped spinning around you.

Neymar grabbed your hands, lacing them with his before pulling you down on top of him, "Been practicing hmm? Got tricks now?" he whispered his breath fanning across your face.

You felt your heartbeat accelerate at how close he was, suddenly very aware of the fact that you were straddling him, "I've got a lot of tricks."

You felt him inhale sharply, his smirk slipping away as his eyes sparkled with mischief, "Is that a promise?"

The moment was interrupted when you heard Davi running over,

"What is going on?" He asked, hands on his hips.

You held up your hands in surrender as you got off Neymar, "Don't look at me ref. Neymar is the one who decided to foul me."

Davi considered this for a moment before he finally nodded, "Ok. Free goal."

You grinned up at him, from your position on the grass, pulling his little body into a tight hug, "Holy shit, 2 goals for 1? I'll take it!"

Davi giggled against you, "Y/N, bad word." He exclaimed shaking his finger at you.

"Oops. Sorry I'm just on a high." You smiled.

"Let's just end the game here."

Neymar looked over at you, seemingly not pleased before he caved, "Ok Fine."

You stood up cheering, and dancing with Davi.

"YAY! I AM THE CHAMPION." you screamed, letting go of Davi before sending hand kisses to your imaginary fans.

"Yeah, yeah, don't let it get to your head." Neymar retorted coming up to stand next to you, amused by your antics.

You turned to look at him, eyebrow raised, "Oh what like you did?"

You watched as he let out a gasp, feigning hurt, "Ouch Y/N you wound me."

You rolled your eyes, patting his chest, "I'm sure you'll find someway to get over it."

"Now c'mon, you have to play Fifa with me so I can beat you in that too." You said, already walking back into the house, still on your high from winning.

He grinned at your retreating form,

"She definitely let it get to her head." He whispered to Davi as he led him towards the house.

"Heard that!" You shouted.

Both him and Davi let out giggles at your response and you found yourself smiling widely again as you walked back into the living room.

You could definitely get used to this.

[pretty-little-candid-blurbs]

Unraveling Rivalry: A Symphony of Love

pairing: neymar jr x reader

note: this story is inspired by a fic i read a long time ago, if any of you know the author, please let me know!

In the captivating world of fame and glory, where the spotlight danced upon the gifted and talented, Neymar Jr. and Y/N found themselves entangled in an eternal tango of rivalry. From the tender age of childhood, they were each other's foils, two stars destined to collide in a cosmic dance of destiny. As they grew into their own, their paths diverged like streams flowing in opposite directions.

Neymar Jr., the prodigious footballer, graced the hallowed fields with his artistry, while Y/N, an ethereal muse, adorned the runways with elegance and poise. Their reputations, like the tides of the sea, rose and fell, a perpetual dance of brilliance and fame.

Yet, beneath the facade of fierce competition lay a yearning, an unspoken desire that neither dared acknowledge. Like two celestial bodies, they orbited each other, their energies intertwined in an enigmatic harmony. But life's grand symphony orchestrated their meetings and partings, and the notes of their rivalry rang louder than any love song.

In the twilight of a shimmering day, the threads of fate wove an intricate tapestry, bringing them face to face once more, this time in the embrace of a daring and intimate photoshoot. A celebration of vulnerability and artistry, the shoot demanded they bare their souls before the camera, transcending the boundaries of rivalry.

Yet, fate's whimsy manifested in the choice of perfume worn by Y/N. The fragrance, a bewitching symphony of scents, was to Neymar Jr. an allergen of the highest order, triggering an unexpected reaction. His eyes watered, and a symphony of sneezes escaped him, disrupting the seriousness of the moment.

But there, amidst the chaos, was Y/N, the enchanting orchestrator of this enchanting symphony. She laughed, a melody that echoed through the studio and reached the depths of Neymar Jr.'s soul. For the first time, he saw beyond the facade of rivalry, past the veil of animosity, and into the heart of the woman before him.

Awestruck and spellbound, Neymar Jr. found himself ensnared in the labyrinth of her laughter. It was a revelation, a glimpse of the real Y/N behind the veneer of competitiveness. Her laughter, like a celestial song, reverberated in his chest, and a gentle smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

In that fleeting moment, the armor they had forged around their hearts began to soften. The years of rivalry seemed inconsequential, lost in the gentle embrace of this newfound intimacy. Perhaps, there was a deeper connection that had been obscured by the haze of competition.

Summoning his courage, Neymar Jr. stepped forward, vulnerability in his eyes as he sought her attention. "Y/N, can we talk?" His voice, a melody tinged with sincerity, resonated in the air.

Her gaze flickered, a guarded curiosity taking root. "What's there to talk about? You hate me, and I've never been your biggest fan either."

With steady resolve, he approached her, closing the distance that had once separated them like the expanse of an ocean. His eyes, once fiery with rivalry, now bore the vulnerability of a man laying bare his heart. "I don't hate you," he confessed softly. "It's just...we've been at each other's throats for so long that it became a habit. But today, I saw something different in you. I saw you laugh, and it made me realize that there's more to us than this rivalry."

The walls she had erected began to tremble, as if under the weight of truth and vulnerability. "Why should I trust you?" she whispered, her voice but a murmur carried by the wind. "We've hurt each other countless times."

He took her hands gently in his, a tender touch that conveyed a promise of sincerity. "Because sometimes, the strongest connections are built on the ashes of rivalry. I want to know the real you, beyond this feud. I want to explore what could be between us."

Her heart fluttered, caught in the current of emotions that swirled around them. The allure of hope mingled with the fear of disappointment. "Are you saying you suddenly want to be friends?" she asked, a hint of skepticism in her voice.

Neymar Jr. hesitated for a moment before speaking with unwavering honesty, "No, I want more than that. I want to know if there's a chance for us to be more. I want to make you fall in love with me, Y/N, and I promise I'll be patient. If I can't do it by your 22nd birthday, I'll stop trying."

Her eyes searched his, hoping to discern the truth in his words. Was this a genuine declaration or merely another move in the dance of rivalry they had been performing for so long?

With trepidation and hope entwined, she agreed, "Alright, Neymar. You have until my 22nd birthday."

From that moment onward, the dance of destiny evolved into an intricate ballet of emotions. Neymar Jr. became a man on a mission, determined to unravel the enigma that was Y/N and lay bare his own heart in the process.

He surprised her with thoughtful gestures, leaving behind the role of the fierce competitor and embracing the mantle of a suitor. He supported her career, understanding that her success didn't diminish his own but instead enriched both their journeys.

With each passing day, Y/N felt her defenses faltering, revealing the woman she had kept hidden behind the mask of rivalry. Neymar Jr. made her laugh, he challenged her, he listened to her dreams and fears, and, in doing so, he drew her closer to him with every heartbeat.

The walls that had once separated them began to crumble under the weight of their shared moments, and in their vulnerability, they discovered the beauty of authenticity and the power of love.

On a sunny afternoon, Neymar Jr. planned an elaborate surprise for Y/N. He whisked her away on a private helicopter ride to a secluded beach, where a beautiful picnic awaited them. The waves whispered sweet secrets, and the sun painted a canvas of gold as they basked in each other's company.

Hand in hand, they explored the sands of time, creating memories that would forever be etched in their hearts. Neymar Jr. shared stories of his childhood dreams and his journey to becoming a football legend. Y/N spoke of her aspirations and the hurdles she overcame to conquer the world of modeling.

Their conversations flowed like a symphony, each note a testament to their growing affection. Neymar Jr. listened with rapt attention, hanging onto every word that fell from her lips. It was as if time had ceased to exist, and they were the only two souls adrift in an endless sea of possibilities.

As the sun began its descent into the horizon, Neymar Jr. led Y/N to a spot where they could witness the breathtaking sunset. He wrapped his arms around her, a gesture of protection and tenderness, as they stood in awe of nature's masterpiece.

With the setting sun casting a golden glow upon them, Neymar Jr. took a deep breath, his heart pounding with a vulnerability he had never known before. "Y/N, you've shown me a world beyond rivalry, a realm of beauty and grace that I never knew existed. Your laughter is a symphony, and your presence is an enchantment that has woven its magic around my soul."

Y/N turned to face him, her eyes glistening like stars in the twilight. "Neymar, you've surprised me in ways I could never have imagined. Your determination to make me fall in love with you has opened my eyes to the man behind the rivalry, a man of depth and passion. Your laughter is infectious, and your kindness is a melody that warms my heart."

In the fading light, Neymar Jr. leaned in, and their lips met in a soft, tender kiss. It was a kiss that spoke of longing and vulnerability, a kiss that held the promise of a love that had emerged from the ashes of rivalry.

From that moment on, Neymar Jr.'s efforts to make Y/N fall in love knew no bounds. He showered her with love letters, each one penned with the poetry of his heart. He surprised her with flowers and gifts that spoke of thoughtfulness and understanding.

Their dates became a symphony of romantic escapades, from candlelit dinners under the stars to playful outings at amusement parks. Neymar Jr. made it his mission to know every facet of Y/N's soul, to understand the depths of her dreams and fears, and to be the pillar of strength she could lean on.

He surprised her with impromptu serenades, his voice like a velvet melody that wrapped around her heart. And as the days turned to months, Y/N found herself falling under the spell of Neymar Jr.'s love, captivated by the sincerity in his eyes and the tenderness in his touch.

On the eve of Y/N's 22nd birthday, Neymar Jr. orchestrated a grand celebration, gathering their closest friends and family to witness a declaration of love that transcended rivalry. In a room adorned with fairy lights and roses, he stood before her, his heart in his hands.

"Y/N, my love, today marks a year since I embarked on this journey to make you fall in love with me. But in this time, I have discovered so much more. You are the symphony that fills the void in my heart, the muse that inspires my every step. You've shown me that love can emerge from the unlikeliest of places, that beneath the facade of rivalry lies the essence of an extraordinary love story."

He paused, his gaze locking with hers, the depth of his emotions shimmering in his eyes. "You are my muse, my inspiration, and my heart's desire. With each passing day, I fall deeper in love with you, and I vow to cherish and protect you for all eternity. Y/N, will you be my partner in this beautiful dance of life, my forever love?"

Tears of joy filled Y/N's eyes as she took a step closer, her heart bursting with the love she had once deemed impossible. "Neymar, you've shown me the true meaning of love. With you, I've discovered a world of beauty and passion that I never thought I could have. You've made me believe in a love that transcends rivalry, a love that is profound and genuine."

She reached for his hand, intertwining her fingers with his, a promise of unity and devotion. "I would be honored to be your partner in this dance of life, to love you fiercely and unconditionally, as you have loved me."

In that moment, the applause of their loved ones and the twinkling stars outside seemed to merge, a harmonious celebration of a love that had blossomed amidst rivalry and evolved into an eternal symphony.

And so, their love story continued to unfold, like a timeless melody that swept across the ages. Neymar Jr. and Y/N, once enemies, now lovers, found solace in each other's arms, their hearts forever entwined in the enchanting dance of destiny.

In a world where rivalry once reigned, love had emerged victorious, proving that the depths of one's heart could break the barriers of animosity and foster a love that transcends all boundaries.

And so, the symphony of their love played on, a timeless ode to the power of love that transformed two rivals into soulmates for eternity. With each passing day, they reveled in the magic of their love, knowing that it was a love story written in the stars, forever etched in the annals of time.

[wavypotatochips]

Could you please write some fluff about Neymar?Like anything but it’s just like really sweet and he’s like very cute :)))

𝙎𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝘿𝙖𝙮 | 𝙉𝙚𝙮𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙅𝙧

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: NeymarJr x Female Reader

Word Count : 1k

𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦: Of course I can!!! I love writing about my #1 babygorl, ALSO OMG I CANT BELIEVE BRUNA B IS PREGNANT IM SO HAPPY FOR HIM !! Happy Neymar, Happy Life. ANYWAYSSS as always, thank you so much for requesting & I Hope you like how I represent your idea ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚!!

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(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ Since I haven't been able to write much this week, I'm currently catching up on current requests because I'm a little behind. You can submit a request, but please understand that it might take me a week or more to respond. mwah mwah love ya! ♥

You have been feeling a little stressed and overwhelmed lately, and Neymar notices. So, he decides to surprise you with a "Self-care day" to help you relax and unwind. He puts together a basket filled with different skin care products like face masks, lip masks, hair oils, and more.

As you walk into the living room, Neymar is waiting for you with a huge smile on his face. "Hey, Linda! (beautiful)! I have a surprise for you!" he exclaims.

You're intrigued and curious about what he has planned for you. You smile and say excitedly, “Oh really? What is it!"

He stands up and grabs the basket from beside the couch so you did not see it when you walked into the living room. He holds it up to you," SUPRISEEEEEEE! Today is all about selfcare!”

You let out a small laugh as you look closer into the basket, “Thank you so much, baby this means a lot!,”you say, giving him a hug. You're touched by his thoughtfulness and can't help but feel a wave of love for him. 

 “I noticed you've been a little stressed lately, so I thought this might help you relax and feel better," he says, grinning while he hugs you back tightly. "e você sabe que eu farei qualquer coisa para ver seu sorriso (And you know I will do anything to see your smile)," he says, smiling.

You both spend the next few hours trying out different skin care products, having fun together and enjoying each other's company. Neymar is a bit of a goofball, and he makes you laugh with his antics.

You don't mind that the living room is a mess with items lying around on the table and the floor. You're relaxed and enjoying yourself. While music is playing, you are enjoying this moment with your lover.

Neymar is sitting in front of you with a Hello Kitty sheet face mask, which he insists will moisturize his skin the best. "You're just jealous I got the Hello Kitty face mask and you didn't," he says, sticking his tongue out playfully.

You laugh and roll your eyes. "Please, Eu sou muito legal para Hello Kitty (I'm too cool for Hello Kitty)," you say, pretending to be unimpressed.

Neymar grins mischievously. "Oh really? Well, I think you're missing out," he says, holding up a pink tube. "Here, let me put this one on you. It's supposed to make your skin glow like a diamond."

You can't help but giggle at his enthusiasm. "Wow, so you're saying my skin wasn't already glowing?" you say, teasing him.

Neymar shakes his head, still grinning. "Hush, just wait and see," he says, applying the mask to your face.

As the mask sets in, you feel a cool, refreshing sensation on your skin. "This feels nice," you say, relaxing.

Neymar leans in closer to inspect your face. "Hmm, I don't see any diamonds yet," he says, pretending to be disappointed.

You laugh. "Você é tão idiota (You're such a dork)," you say, shaking your head.

But you can't help but feel grateful for Neymar and his playful nature. He always knows how to make you smile and feel loved. 

He smiles back happily, knowing that he's the reason behind your smile. "Seu idiota embora (Your dork though)," he winks at you.

As the music continued to fill the room with its infectious beat, Neymar couldn't help but bop his head along to the rhythm. As the next song starts to play, he recognizes the tune and jumps up from the ground with a grin on his face.

Without hesitation, he starts to dance, his body moving to the music as he sings along to the lyrics. You couldn't help but laugh as you watch him as he wiggled his hips and twirled around the living room- all with the Hello Kitty mask on.

"What? I'm feeling the groove!" he exclaims, while dancing.

You continue to laugh, feeling so grateful for his infectious personality and sense of humor. He grabs your hand and pulls you up from the couch, and soon you both are dancing together, twirling around the living room.

For a moment, you forget about all the stress and worries that had been weighing you down. You feel so carefree and happy, just enjoying the moment with Neymar.

As the song comes to an end, Neymar pulls you in for a tight hug. "I love you," he whispers into your ear.

You feel so lucky to have him in your life, to have someone who cares about your wellbeing and takes the time to make you feel special. "I love you too," you say, feeling overwhelmed with emotion.

He leans in and kisses you lovingly. With a smile on your face, you lean in to kiss him back, feeling the softness of his lips against yours. You both pull away, and you suggest taking the masks off now. You grab a cloth from the table to pat your face and remove the mask, but Neymar insists on keeping his on a little longer.

You can't help but chuckle at his stubbornness and notice him staring at you with squinted eyes. "Mmmmmmmmm," he mumbles, and you ask him what's on his mind.

"Oh, nothing," he says, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Eu ainda não vejo nenhum diamante em seu rosto (I still don't see any diamonds on your face)."

You roll your eyes playfully with a smile on your face and throw the cloth at him. "Oh, hush!" you say, causing his infectious laughter to fill the room, and you can't help but join in.

You both continue to relax and enjoy the self-care day, trying out different products and talking about anything and everything. In this moment, you feel content and happy, grateful for the love and laughter that Neymar brings into your life.

After trying out all the different skin care products, you both decide to take a break and watch a movie. As you snuggle up on the couch, you feel a sense of warmth and contentment wash over you. The stress and worries of the day have faded away, and all that matters is the moment you are sharing with Neymar.

"You know, I really needed this," you say, looking into his deep hazel eyes.

"I know," he replies, his voice soft and gentle. "I'm always here for you, no matter what," he wraps his arm around you, “and you deserve to be pampered.”

You feel your heart swell with love and gratitude for this man, this amazing partner who always knows just what to say and do to make you feel better. You knew that this moment would stay with you forever, a memory of the love and laughter that you shared. You felt so lucky to have him by your side, and you knew that, no matter what life threw at you, you would always have each other. You lean in for another kiss, grateful for the simple but powerful joy of being with someone who loves you.