#paulo dybala fluff

[httpsdana]

How about Paulo Dybala x reader with fluff 22 and playful/teasing 2 and a lot of fluff if possible?💖

Charming Disruption~Paulo Dybala

・❥・prompt list

・❥・masterlist -> part 2

・❥・who I write for

2-“I swear, I tripped and fell into your arms. Pure accident,”

22-“Do you have any idea how beautiful you look right now?”

y/n was nervous. Terribly nervous. Tonight was the night she was finally meeting Paulo’s parents. He had been excited about it for weeks, but she couldn’t shake the flutter of anxiety in her stomach. She knew how important this moment was to him, and she wanted everything to go perfectly.

She stood in front of the mirror, smoothing down her dress, trying to calm her racing heart. It was a simple dress, elegant and understated, but she wanted to look her best. She could already hear Paulo’s voice, that sweet, teasing voice, making his usual comments about how amazing she looked.

But tonight, she needed to be composed. She didn’t want to do anything to make a bad impression. And she certainly didn’t want to embarrass him by acting too affectionate in front of his parents. She already knew he would want to shower her with kisses and hugs like always, but she just needed to keep a little distance for the sake of first impressions.

When she finally entered the living room, Paulo was already waiting for her, a wide grin on his face. His eyes instantly lit up the moment they landed on her.

“Do you have any idea how beautiful you look right now?” he asked, his voice soft and full of admiration.

y/n smiled nervously, feeling a blush creep up her neck. “Thank you, Paulo. But we should really be going. Don’t… don’t be too clingy tonight, okay? I don’t want to embarrass myself in front of your parents.”

Paulo’s face fell slightly, but he quickly pouted, crossing his arms. “Clingy? Me?” he asked, feigning innocence. “Never.”

She shot him a look, hoping he would understand the seriousness of the request. He nodded but still seemed a bit disappointed, though he quickly regained his usual playful demeanor.

As the two of them arrived at his parents’ house, the warmth and kindness of the atmosphere helped settle some of her nerves. Paulo’s mom greeted her with a hug, and his father smiled warmly, immediately making her feel welcome.

Dinner was delicious, the conversation flowing smoothly, though she found herself occasionally holding back her affection for Paulo—no kisses, no hand-holding, just subtle gestures. And Paulo? He was being a little whiny, but she could tell he was trying to respect her wishes, even if he wasn’t happy about it.

Later, after dinner, y/n found herself sitting on the couch chatting with Paulo’s mom about everything from food to life in general. She was so easy to talk to, and y/n was starting to relax. Paulo, on the other hand, had been hovering, clearly unable to stand the distance between them for too long. She could feel his eyes on her, a mixture of affection and longing.

Just as she was laughing at a joke his mom had made, she suddenly felt a weight crash onto her, and before she could even register what had happened, Paulo’s face was buried in her neck, his arms wrapped around her tightly.

“I swear, I tripped and fell into your arms. Pure accident,” Paulo mumbled, his voice muffled by her neck.

His mom burst out laughing, and y/n couldn’t help but let out a nervous giggle. She was embarrassed, of course, but it was hard to stay mad at him when he looked so ridiculously happy, his body pressed up against hers with no intention of moving.

“I… Paulo, you—” she started, trying to push him off playfully, but it was no use. He wasn’t budging.

“amor, you’re comfy,” he mumbled, his face still hidden in her neck, his arms now wrapped more securely around her waist. “I’m just enjoying the moment.”

Paulo’s mom grinned, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “You two are adorable. I’ll just leave you alone for a moment,” she teased, giving them both a wink before excusing herself from the room.

y/n couldn’t help but laugh, even as she felt her face heat up from the closeness. “Paulo, you really didn’t have to do that,” she muttered, but she couldn’t deny how good it felt to have him close. His warmth, his scent, his arms around her—it was comforting, no matter how embarrassing the situation was.

Paulo lifted his head slightly, just enough for his lips to brush against her collarbone. “What? I just wanted to hold my girl. Is that so bad?”

She shook her head, letting out a little laugh despite herself. “I should've seen this coming”

Paulo grinned, completely ignoring her words as he snuggled further into her chest, his head resting on her now. “I just wanted to be close to you, amor. I missed you. Besides, I’m sure I look so cute right now, you’ll forgive me.”

She rolled her eyes, though she couldn’t help but smile. “Oh, you’re definitely cute,” she teased, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. “But still, you made me look like a total fool in front of your parents.”

Paulo lifted his head to look at her, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “No one’s going to think you’re a fool. You’re too perfect for that.” He then pressed a soft kiss to her lips, catching her off guard. “Besides,” he added, “I’m not going to let go of you now.”

She chuckled, wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. “you should be grateful I find you too cute to be mad at you” she whispered, her fingers playing with the strands of his hair.

Paulo grinned, happy to be held by her, his arms tightening around her waist. “You think I’m cute?” he teased. “Well, I think you’re the most beautiful woman in the world.” he murmured.

[lecsainz]

is it alright if you write for dybala? It doesn't have to be anything long, just a small fic where paulo is *trying* to paint the reader's nails

It's okay if you don't want to!! :D have a great day!!💕 :>

FAVORITE ARTIST

parings: paulo dybala x girlfriend!reader

summary: that one where paulo decides to paint his girlfriend's nails.

an: can I talk about how much I'm in love with this man?

( my last work || go to main masterlist )

Paulo sat at the table, a concentrated expression on his face as he delicately held a nail polish brush between his fingers. His girlfriend, you, were sitting across from him, trying hard not to burst into giggles at his earnest attempt to paint your nails.

"Okay, I got this," Paulo muttered, his brows furrowed in concentration as he aimed the brush at your waiting fingernail.

You couldn't help but admire his determination. Paulo wasn't the most skilled when it came to nail art, but his willingness to make the effort made your heart swell with affection.

Gently resting your hand on the table, you held back your laughter, not wanting to disrupt his focus. Paulo carefully applied the polish, his tongue sticking out slightly in concentration.

"Um, Paulo?" you finally managed to say, trying to stifle a laugh.

He glanced up at you with a mix of pride and uncertainty. "Yeah?"

"You might want to stay away from the skin," you teased, pointing to the smudges of nail polish on your skin.

"Oh," Paulo chuckled sheepishly, reaching for a cotton swab to clean up the stray polish. "Right, noted."

As he continued to work on your nails, you admired his determination and the effort he put into something that was clearly outside his comfort zone. It was a simple moment, but it meant the world to you.

Once he finished, Paulo sat back, looking at his handiwork with a mix of satisfaction and a hint of pride. "Not bad, right?"

You examined your freshly painted nails, a wide grin spreading across your face. "They look fantastic," you assured him, leaning over to press a quick kiss to his cheek.

"Really?" Paulo's face lit up with a bright smile, relieved that you appreciated his attempt.

"Absolutely," you replied, intertwining your fingers with his. "It's the effort that counts, and yours is priceless."

Paulo beamed at your words, a soft warmth spreading in his chest. He leaned forward, capturing your hand delicately between both of his, his gaze filled with gratitude.

"You know, I may not be an expert at this, but I'll always try my best for you," Paulo murmured, his voice tender and sincere.

Your heart swelled at his words. "And that's what I love about you," you confessed, tracing circles on the back of his hand with your thumb. "Your willingness to go the extra mile means more to me than anything else."

Paulo's eyes softened, a gentle affection shining through. He leaned in closer, his forehead resting against yours. "Thank you for letting me try things, even if they don't always turn out perfectly."

"There's beauty in every attempt," you assured him, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his lips. "And you, Paulo Dybala, are my favorite artist."

His smile widened, a mixture of contentment and adoration gleaming in his eyes. "I love you," he whispered, his voice filled with unwavering affection.

"I love you too," you replied, feeling a rush of warmth as you held each other, cherishing the simplicity of the moment.

[xrichukix]

Alright guys requests are open for fics( i already start writing hc with richy 👀) I'll write the most for:

Richarlison

Paulo Dybala

Kylian Mbappe

Jude Bellingham

National/Club Players

CNCO boys

Requested (if i feel good with him)

I'll write blurb,angst,smut,one shot,fluff and headcannons

My request are always open 💜

i hope it will works 🥺

[gavisfanta]

༄ 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑳𝑫𝑪𝑼𝑷 𝑸𝑨𝑻𝑨𝑹

"𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃"

Masterlist

credits for the idea to @pedriscroquettes

(None of these stories have any connection)

more fics to come soon / if you have any request for one of these players at the world cup send an ask

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‎

★ 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍

PABLO GAVI

Unusual Surprise - Gavi fluff

Costa Rica - Gavi smut

La Llegada - Gavi fluff

Sticky Rice - Gavi smut

Grand Drama - Gavi smut

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PEDRI GONZÁLEZ

Volume - Pedri smut

Germany - Pedri smut

Reports and sex - Pedri smut

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FERRAN TORRES

One Night - Ferran smut

Night One - Ferran fluff

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★ 𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐀

JULIAN ALVAREZ

The Moment - Álvarez fluff

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PAULO DYBALA

Save Travels - Dybala smut

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★ 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐈𝐋

RAPHINHA

Arrival - Raphinha fluff

Locked Eyes - Raphinha Fluff

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RODRYGO

Caught - Rodrygo angst

★ 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃

MASON MOUNT

Shopping Spree - Mason fluff

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TRENT ALEXANDER ARNOLD

Distance - Trent smut

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★ 𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐋

JOÃO FELIX

Alone - Felix smut

Beaches - Felix smau

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[pedriscroquettes]

🪐 ˑ   ִ  welcome to pedriscroquettes !

╰┈➤ emi. nineteen. atléti fan. 🇬🇹

who i write for | last updated: october 21, 2024 | spotify

requests: CLOSED!

✩ ~ smut | ღ ~ fluff | ❀ ~ angst

𝖕𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖎

𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

: ̗̀➛ the three times you said yes and the one time you didn’t ❀

𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬

: ̗̀➛ unless he puts a label on it he’s single ✩

: ̗̀➛ mine ღ

𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬

: ̗̀➛ devotion ✩

: ̗̀➛ only you ✩

𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

: ̗̀➛ body worship ✩

𝖌𝖆𝖛𝖎

𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

: ̗̀➛ envolver ✩

: ̗̀➛ taking all the pressure away ✩ ღ ❀

𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬

: ̗̀➛ congratulations ✩

: ̗̀➛ santa maria ✩

𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬

: ̗̀➛ rough carpets ✩

𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

: ̗̀➛ 3some ft. pablo torre ✩

: ̗̀➛ chulos ft. fermín lópez ✩

𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘

𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

: ̗̀➛ fiebre (fermín lopéz ft. fran garcía) ✩

: ̗̀➛ euro 2024 masterlist

: ̗̀➛ copa america 2024 masterlist

𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬

: ̗̀➛ an1mal (alejandro balde ft. pablo torre) ✩

: ̗̀➛ 721 (rodrigo de paul ft. paulo dybala) ✩

: ̗̀➛ toner – gio reyna ღ

: ̗̀➛ trust – rodrigo riquelme ✩

: ̗̀➛ bota niña – enzo vogrincic

: ̗̀➛ una foto – enzo vogrincic + felipe otaño

: ̗̀➛ mercadona – simón hempe

𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐬

n/a

𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬

: ̗̀➛ chulos (gavi ft. fermín lópez) ✩

[swmzq]

MASTERLIST

(requests are open)

footballers

-joão félix

-paulo dybala Juno

-pablo gavi

-ferran torres please, please, please

-pedri gonzález

-fermín lopez

-sergio ramos

-jude bellingham

-ruben dias

-neymar jr

-kylian mbappe

-others

celebrities

-taylor swift Good luck,babe!

-chappell roan

-zendaya

-glen powell

-drew starkey

-lana del rey

-austin butler

-cillian murphy

-jacob elordi

-timothée chalamet

-80s roger taylor

-80s brian may

-others

characters

-borhap!roger taylor

-tyler owens

-borhap!john deacon

-eric(a quiet place: day one)

-neil lewis

-felix catton

-oliver quick

-others

what I’ll write

-smut

-fluff

-angst

-fem x fem

-fem x male

-gn!reader x oc

-headcanons

-fics

-drabbles

-love triangles

what I don’t write

-oc x oc

-homophobia

-threesome (I have nothing against it but I’m just not good at writing smut like this)

-incest

-racism

-rape

-piss kink

-etc



that’s it bye for now!

[didishawn]

Bestie have you seen Paulo Dybala? I would die if you write for him, you are so talented that it would be a masterpiece🤍🤍🤍🤍

Mañanas así (Paulo Dybala x Reader)

Warnings: lots of Spanish, fluff

Masterlist

Days like this are your favourite.

Just the two of you laying around on your bed, the sun reflecting on your boyfriend's skin as you stare at each other, chatting about nothing and everything at the same time, meaningless yet so precious, nonsense but interesting.

"¿Vos por qué pensás que algunos mates te hacen tan mal el estómago tras tomarlos?" he asks, out of nowhere when you had previously been talking about the stars. (why do you think some mates -a very typical drink in Argentina and Uruguay-give you stomachaches after drinking them?)

"Son como el té amor, serán hechos para eso" (they are like tea love, they may be done for that)

"¿Pensás que la copa del mundo queda bien allá?" he asks, pointing to where the replica stands next to some photos of the two of you. (do you think the worls cup looks good there)

"Obvio, amor. Aunque quedará mal, el que es campeón del mundo pone la copa donde le venga en gana" (of course love. Even if it looked bad, someone who is world champion puts the cup wherever they want)

It's almost midday when the two of you finally abandone your bed after Paulo's stomach reminds him he needs to eat.

He watches you, stars in his eyes, fully in love as you cook some eggs, the fruit he was supposed to be cutting abandoned as he walks to you, arms around your waist and head buried in your neck.

"Te amo tanto, ¿sabés?" (I love you so much, you know?)

"Más te valía, tantos años aguantandote, mínimo me debés amar tanto como yo a vos" (you better, so many years putting up with you, minimum you must love me as much as I do you)

"Yo te amo más" (I love you more)

"Ni en pedo" (no way)

"Es la verdad, lo que pasa es que vos no me querés creer" (it's true, what happens is that you don't want to believe me)

You don't keep on the love quarrel, you both know the other will never agree, Paulo kisses your cheek, going back to his job as you serve the two of you some coffee.

When you eat is quiet, still too sleepy and everything you truly have to say was spoken earlier, in bed.

You eat the food, he compliments it as you do the same with his fruit-cutting skills, making him laugh.

The two of you clean up and settle on the couch, cuddling, no space in between the two of you as you want to feel all of him, so does he.

There is some bad comedy show playing in the background, none of you really pay any attention to it, too caught up on each other, how he kisses your head, how you caress his arms, non-erotical, just two lovers wanting to be close to one another.

[footballerimaginess]

right need your help, not doing a poll for this. But what fluff alphabet would you like next? It has been so long since i wrote one because they take forever. But I have loads of names requested but am open for new players. I will do a poll if i get a lot of the same few names pop up.

But these are the ones i currently have requested (please note these were a long time ago and a lot of these players probably aren’t even popular anymore) 

Paulo Dybala

Son Heung Min

Pierre Emile Hojbjerg

Jadon Sancho

Leon Goretzka

Julian Brandt

Ousmane Dembele

Jack Grealish

Mason Mount

John Stones

Calum Chambers

Thorgan Hazard

Federico Chiesa

Scott McTominay

Trent Alexander Arnold

Emile Smith Rowe

Tyrone Mings

Ruben Loftus Cheek

Leroy Sane

[so-many-sainz]

summer break — paulo dybala

instrgram edit

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paulodybala a little break con mucho amor ❤️😍🏖️

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rodrigo_bentancur deserved my friend 👏🏻👏🏻

paulodybala love u man

yninstagram te amo muchisimo bebe.

rodridepaul gross🤮🤮🤮🤮

↪️ yninstragram shhhh

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yninstagram having so much peace in spain. recharging batteries with my baby after a chaotic season. te amo @paulodybala, juntos siempre, en las buenas y en las malas. 💞😍🥺

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doloresdybala cuties!!!!

ynsbestfriend miss you guys

paulodybala te amo mi amorrrrrr 😍😍😍

locelsogiovani you guys always leave us behind

paulodybala we´re not sorry 😂

ynsmom get back home!!! miss u both!

yninstagram miss u more mamita!!

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paulodybala added to their story

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juventuswags Paulo and y/n recently in Ibiza with friends. They look so hot together, it´s 🥵🥵🥵🥵

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pauloupdates honestly........

fanuser1 she´s so hot, i hate her 😍😍😍

fanuser2 wish i was her

fanuser3 🥺🥺🥺🥺

[emwritesfootball]

Tracing Tattoos | Paulo Dybala

Since my mind has just been occupied by thigh/hip tattoo pieces all day, I'm just thinking of Paulo tracing them when you're cuddling on the couch or in bed. He's just completely entranced

Word Count: 410

Warnings: none just fluff xx

A/N: A couple days late but the sentiment stands - happy birthday @lawsandother xx

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While you and Paulo had your fair share of tattoos, you each had favourites on the other. For you, you loved the script on his ribs, often tracing it as a way to calm him down or relax after a long day. For Paulo, he loved your thigh piece.

The cherry blossoms started on your mid-thigh, tracing up and curling over your hip to cross over your stomach and low back. It was an intricate piece that had taken multiple sessions and it was by far your most-loved piece. You rarely wore outfits that would show it off, loving the feeling that came with knowing so few people knew it existed on your skin.

“Come here,” Paulo murmured in Spanish, beckoning you to crawl into bed. You were in nothing but one of his old shirts and a pair of panties, having just come out of the bathroom ready for bed.

“What?” You replied, smiling as you easily curled into his side, loving the way the two of you fit so perfectly together. Paulo’s hand instantly came to rest on your hip, his thumb tracing over the ink underneath.

“Just missed you is all,” he answered, giving you a soft kiss. You could taste the minty-fresh toothpaste on his lips, the same toothpaste you’d just used.

“Paulo! I was barely gone for five minutes!” You chuckled, your fingers tracing over the script on his ribs. “But I missed you, too.”

“Did you have a nice birthday?” He asked a few minutes later after you’d turned out the light.

“I did.” You smiled in the dark, pressing a kiss to his sternum. “Thank you. I wasn’t expecting a party but it was nice to see all my friends in one place for a day.”

“I just wanted to make sure you were surrounded by everyone who loves you. I know how hard the last year has been for you and I wanted to do something to give you an unforgettable day.”

“You know I would’ve just been content to spend the day with you, right?”

“I do,” Paulo hummed, pressing a kiss into your hair, “but that’s what I figured tonight was for.”

You let him trace over your tattoo in the dark, his fingers knowingly following all the twists and turns of the branches as he whispered loving words in a mix of Spanish and English with some Italian thrown in. You fell asleep in Paulo’s arms, safe and content.

[httpsdana]

I’d love to see some Paulo Dybala fluff!! Maybe something like reader comes home after her nail appointment to find Paulo in bed sleeping, she notices his feet out of the covers and she can’t resist to tickle him so she gently pokes his soles, spiders her fingers over his arches and plays with his toes pleaseee💗

Tickles~Paulo Dybala

*GIF isn't mine. credits to the owner*

hahaha long time no see...anyways. When i get bored i feel like writing but I haven't been able to have time to be bored because of school. enjoy though <3

THIS REQUEST WAS SO CUTE I ENJOYED WRITING IT SM

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this is my master list

player/drivers I write for

Getting back home with fresh nails, y/n was excited to show Paulo her nails as he was always the biggest fan when she got them done. She opened the door of their apartment, and stepped inside, expecting to hear Paulo's yelling as he was playing video games with his mates, but she was only met with silence, making her confused.

She closed the door behind her and walked to Paulo's gaming room. He wasn't there. Weird.

She walked to their bedroom and slowly opened the closed door. She found Paulo in deep slumber, the blanket thrown over his half naked body, only leaving his feet out. She found it so weird how he can't bear covering his feet, even if it was freezing cold.

y/n decided to mess with her boyfriend a bit. She walked to the bottom of the bed where Paulo was sleeping and sat down. She ran her nails over his foot, gentling scratching his arches and poking his soles. Paulo shifted in his sleep, moving his feet away from y/n's lap and turning to the other side of the bed.

y/n giggled silently, moving again to poke his feet, she tickled his toes making him groan. She smiled and didn't stop her movements, this time moving her nails to the upper part of his foot and up to his ankle. This move walk him fully up. He sat up, confused with messy hair and looked to see who was behind this.

He saw his girlfriend sitting there with a silly grin on her face, making his face soften before he took a pillow from his side and threw it at her. She yelled as the pillow hit het straight in the face.

"I was having a nice nap" he pouted at her, making her laugh

"well when i do my nail who's supposed to complement them?" she pouted back making him jump up

"show me!" he pulled her hand gently, admiring the baby blue nails she had done. He ran his thumb over her knuckles, kissing them softly.

She smiled at him and pressed a kiss on the top of his head.

"head scratches so we can continue the nap?" he suggested with a grin, she chuckled and nodded her head

She laid her head on the pillow, Paulo putting his head on her chest, placing her hand in his hair. She started scratching his head gently, making him hum in satisfaction.

y/n leaned her head down and pressed a kiss on his forehead, he looked up at her with a smile, lifting his body a bit to press a small peck on her lips.

[lxndonorris]

nailing it - Paulo Dybala

Y/N x Paulo Dybala

Theme: Fluff

Paulo trying desperately to paint your nails x

word count: 560+

Today is a special day for you and your boyfriend Paulo because it is your first dinner as an official couple. Of course, you went to restaurants before, but somehow, it feels different when everyone in the world knows that you’re dating the professional footballer.

You’re sitting in your kitchen, just finishing painting the nails on your left hand in a soft blue color, perfectly complementing your bright eyes, when Paulo walks inside the room, already wearing his dark tailored suit, looking very handsome indeed. “There you are.” He says softly, walking up to you, kissing your forehead tenderly. 

“Hey, babé.” You say, inspecting his outfit. “You’re looking so good today.” Your expression softens before you concentrate on your nails again. Paulo winks and takes a look at your nails. “Like what you see?” You smirk, lifting the now dry nail up, holding it next to your eyes. “Gorgeous.” He licks his lips, but then he notices your other hand. “You’re not done? We have to go in about ten minutes.”

Rolling your eyes playfully, you put your hand down. “Relax, it’s not as easy as it looks.” He scoffs, looking at his own nails. “I bet I could do it faster.” Giggling, you look at him, raising your eyebrows. “Fine. Take a shot.” You say, pointing at the chair in front of you. Not sure how to react, he stands there for a few seconds, his gaze shifting between you, the nail polish, and the chair.

“Fine. But if it looks okay and I’m faster, you owe me.” Sitting down, he smirks again. “Whatever you want.” Shaking your head slowly, you hand him the bottle with the blue lacquer. He sticks out his tongue, imitating your words as he opens it in a swift move. Slowly, he starts to apply the polish, his hand shaking slightly. “Well, I’m even quicker than that.” You say snarkily, and as your eyes meet, you can see him fuming inside.

“Eight minutes.” You smirk while he finishes the first nail. It looks okay but not as good as yours. He notices the huge difference but tries to hide it, but he even knocks the bottle over, spreading the lacquer across the table. “Fuck.” He groans, quickly picking it back up again. Without saying a word, you just enjoy seeing him struggling. Paulo gets two more nails done, improving step by step, but you can hear him muttering something underneath his breath.

As he finishes the last nail, he compares your work with his and cringes. “It looks bad huh?” He says, raising an eyebrow. You inspect the nails carefully, but you have to admit that he improved along the way. “Ah, Nah. They look ok.” You shrug and take his still shaking hand. “It’s your first time after all.” He smiles weakly, stroking your hand firmly. “At least I was quick, wasn’t I?”

Giggling again, you shake your head. “We should have left about five minutes ago.” You smirk and he closes his eyes in defeat. “Fuck.” He grunts, running a hand through his nicely done hair. “It’s fine, we would have been early anyways.” You kiss him lovingly, cupping his cheek. “Really?” He says quietly, rocking in his chair. “Yeah. Just need to get dressed and we’re good to go.”

Together, you get up and with an arm around your waist, you walk into the bedroom, getting dressed for the night.

[jadonsanhco]

Merida with Paulo Dybala? 👀

♡ merida. wanting to take control of your own destiny.

              ever since you were little your family would joke to you about how you should marry rich, and while it was also something you joked about with your friends, you never thought you would actually find yourself in a relationship with someone wealthy, let alone someone famous. when you met him you were still a student, working hard every day to get your degree and get your dream job, to build a life and career for yourself. now, two years later, he had made a career for himself, as a footballer, while you were sending out job applications to start your own career as well. until now it was no success, but you had hope and you knew one day you would be invited for an interview with one of the companies. however, it was still stressful, no matter how much hope and positivity you had.

              “love, it’s okay if you can’t find a job... you know i make enough to support the both of us, so please don’t worry too much about it.” you knew your boyfriend was trying to be sweet, but you would never allow yourself to live from his money. you had met other girlfriends and wives at his matches, usually rocking designer clothes and handbags that you were not entirely sure they paid for with their own money, not that it mattered to you. you liked them a lot, and you respected them, some had even become your friends, but you also knew that you would never be someone who would let their boyfriend pay for their stuff. you wanted to be independent, making your own money with a career you had made for yourself.

              “another rejection,” you sighed after reading the email you were just sent by a company you applied at. “and don’t you dare say you have enough money for me as well!” you said with a raised voice before the man in front of you had the chance to say anything. he was taken back by your sudden anger, understanding your frustration but surprised by how you took it out on him. “babe, i can’t help that you’re getting rejected so please don’t take it out on me,” he didn’t mean to sound angry, but his voice was laced with venom, only adding more fuel to the raging fire inside you.

              “i just want to be able to support myself! i have dreamt of a career like this for so long and it seems farther away than ever. and you know I don’t want to be accused of being a gold digger or whatever else they could call me if I’m living off the money that you earn!” you groaned when you finished your little rant and dropped your head down on the kitchen table. you felt a hand reach out to you from across the table, softly caressing your hair to catch your attention and make you look up in his eyes.

              “i know that, but i just want to help. how about you explain how you look for these jobs and i’ll help you? i’ll look at advertisements and vacancies, then you only have to decide if you want to apply for the job and send your application to them. i know how much this means to you so please let me help,” he gently smiled at you, trying to cheer you up a little. you appreciated the effort and you were willing to let him help you, realising that your frustration towards him wasn’t really fair, and that he was only trying to be supportive. you just wanted to take control of your own destiny, and you were glad he respected that.

[acecoupseu]

“Hey, Joya,” Leo replies, smile showing his dimples. “Have you meet your Ronaldo?” he teases Paulo. . or how Paulo manages to make himself stuck in the unluckiest lucky situation.

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if you’re here for a plotless fluffy fic, well you’re at the right place ;))

[dachher]

hii can you write something about reader being much shorter than joão and him teasing her about it 24/7? i’m very short and i’d break my neck looking up at him 😭

tiny

paring: joão félix x fem!reader

summary: joão teasing y/n about her height

words: 294

warnings: none! pure fluff.

a/n: you can request now about joão felix, paulo dybala and frenkie de jong because i sad about lack of fics about them :(

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girls likes tall boys. it looked cute on photos and videos. but in real life it started to be a problem when your boyfriend joão was having 181 centimetres of height and you were only 160.

some people will say that’s only 20 centimetres and it’s cute but it wasn’t cool when you needed to look up to see your boyfriend or standing on your toes to kiss his lips.

even when you were wearing high heels you were still shorter than him.

today was the day when from early morning he was on his training and you were at your university.

he ended his training before you so he picked you up. as soon as you left the building you saw joão leaning against his car. you smile at him, but he didn’t even look at you.

“hi, love.” you said sweetly. he finally looked down at you and smiled.

“oh, i didn’t see you, tiny.” he laughed at you leaving a kiss on top of your head and bringing you into hug. you were getting grumpy every time he was calling you that.

there were girls that was even smaller than you. but why félix needed to be that tall?

after fifteen minutes of talking and listening to music you finally got home. joão came up with a brillant idea to watch a horror film.

you quickly order some food and as soon as it came you both laid down on a couch and cuddled.

he was behind you his hands wrapped around your waist.

“don’t be scared, you are that tiny that they won’t even try to eat you.” he laughed when you tensed at some jump scare.

“you are not funny, joão félix.”

[enemiestoloversss]

Hey yall I'm gonna be writing imagines for football players and some f1 drivers, send me requests I will write anything smut,fluff,angst...

Players I will write for:

Pablo gavi

Pedri

Paulo dybala

Jude Bellingham

Richalison

Neymar

Phil Foden

João Fèlix

Charles Leclarc

Lando Norris