#rafael leão fluff

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heyy hope youre doing great <3 could u write for rafael leao? if sooo, id like to request some dating hcs!

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Some Rafa content!

rafael leao x reader

he’s handsome look at him 😩

Dating

dating rafael was a blessing

he was your first ever boyfriend

i mean, you had your crushes in the past but you’ve never been in love

rafa changed that for you

he was so confident in himself that when he first asked you out you said no

he wasn’t hurt

nope, more confused

he was just to confident that he was sure you were going to say yes

but that didn’t stop him from flirting with you

you met through common friends

so everytime they threw a party, rafael was there

ready to offer you a drink or a hand to dance

you saw how the other girls tried to get their ways with him so you thought he only wanted to get into your pants

you knew he was a football player

and you also knew football players were a different breed

they would cheat on their wives

they would lie

they would take anything for granted just because they had a t shirt with their names on

so you wanted to take your distances from rafael

but his constant flirting with you made it difficult

he started having feeling for you the moment he saw you for the first time

and he thought that his status as football player would made it easier for you to fall for him

but he was completely wrong

it took him almost two months for him to convince you to go out with him

and when you said yes he was the happiest man alive

he brought you flowers and a chocolate box

it went from one date to three or four dates a week

until he asked you to be his girlfriend

you were too completely in love to say no at this point

you never thought you would fall for a football player but you did

you took things slow

also because everything was new to you

and he didn’t want to pressure you

he was kind and patient with you

everytime you would meet for a date he would bring you flowers

knowing how much you like them

you both likes long walks

hand in hand

you likes cooking together at his place

or at your place

you enjoy movie marathons

and you never miss his games

he’s your best friend too

if something happens you know you can count on him

whether it’s something good or it’s something bad

he’s the best at comforting you

you learnt that you don’t have to hide when you’re sad or in a bad mood, he’s ready to comfort you and let you cry in his arms if you need to

he’s just the best thing that ever happened to you

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Summary: “Fair Date! A surprise invitation to go on a fair date with soccer player Rafael Leao. The fair has always been a delight, filled with laughter, delicious treats, and thrilling rides. Leao is able to spend his break playing games, taking cute pictures, and eating things he never really eats. Amidst playful teasing from the team, their connection grows stronger, culminating in a sweet moment under the twinkling stars.”

A/N: Let’s pretend I’ve been active this whole time! Anyways, here's a Rafael imagine because he’s so precious. In animes/manhwas there’s always a carnival/fair episode so here’s that with Rafael :). I also think I’m going to play around with third person writing more.

Immediately as she steps out of the car and makes way to the front where the pillars that hold the entrance sign stands, she’s brought back to many years past. The neon lights that have been flickering happily since she was a kid are still there. They seem to have faded a bit as time has taken its toll on them. They still flicker as if any moment they might give out, yet they never do.

Her gaze flickers all across the entrance of the lot taking in the absurdity of it all. Just two days ago she had passed by and all that was here was years old cracked asphalt that stretched for a few miles and old NewPort packages discarded like the rest of the lot. Now, not even a full three whole days later and there’s a whole other world built in its wake; that’s the thing about pop up county fairs, they’re always done in some random plot of land. Yet, here they are standing in front of Wonder World, the place of wonder. She cringes at the lack of creativity and how the letters seem haphazardly stuck up there, probably by some miserable teen working part time. She shakes her head and laughs it off, because it definitely fits the whole vibe of the place: mildly concerning yet comforting nonetheless —it’s probably the nostalgia clouding her judgment. Or, as Rafael would put it, the neon sinking into her brain.

She really couldn't believe her luck. It was truly a blessing that her college break, and her boyfriend's downtime would coincide perfectly with the time that the Fair she’s been visiting since she was a child would be back in town. She had been planning on dragging Rafael over here ever since he nonchalantly mentioned that he’d never been to a pop up Fair because one, that sounds super dangerous and two, he wasn’t sure if there had been any when he was growing up since most of his downtime was spent doing un-life threatening things.

As she arrived at the fairgrounds, her heart pounded with excitement. The sights and sounds were a delightful cacophony: laughter from children, the nostalgic jingle of carnival music, and the clinking of colorful lights illuminating the night sky. The aroma of cotton candy and popcorn wafted through the air, and the promise of fun filled every corner of the fair.

Rafael Leao greeted her with a smile that did not reach his eyes that immediately caused her to let out a snicker.

“Okay, you need to chill,” she had to put a hand to cover up her mouth in a failed attempt to stop herself from laughing at his expense.

“I’m chill. Who says I’m not chill. Super chill over here,” she casts him a sidelong glance as if to say yeah right and almost starts to laugh again until she notices the worry etched in his forehead.

Her hand immediately finds him and she sends him a warm smile, in the current lighting and atmosphere it’s hard for him to stay worried any longer from just how much pure excitement is radiating off of her.

“Are we going to go in or are you going to stare at me as we stand at the entrance,” he playfully rolls his eyes as he points with this thumb towards the rest of the Fair.

“Okayy! I wasn’t the one pissing my pants about a county Fair.”

“I was not pissing my pants.”

As the night progressed, they embarked on a whirlwind adventure, going from one ride to another. The roller coasters brought screams of joy, and high pitched screams of terror, which she was almost 99% sure came from her man who had a death grip on her hand. Each time they would get off and head over to the photos of the ride, they always consisted of her looking like she was having the time of her life and him holding on for dear life. In the end, he did end up wanting to ride them more than once.

The Ferris wheel offered breathtaking views of the twinkling lights below. The higher they went the more the outside world slipped away.

As the Ferris wheel gracefully ascended, her and Rafael found themselves in a cozy, swaying carriage, suspended high above the fairgrounds. The warm glow of the neon lights painted the sky with hues of green, blue and pink, creating a romantic ambiance that perfectly complemented the moment.

She couldn't help but giggle as she noticed the hint of nervousness in Rafael's eyes. "Are you scared, Mr. Soccer Star?" she playfully teased, nudging him with her elbow.

Rafael chuckled sheepishly, trying to hide his apprehension. "Maybe just a little," he admitted, glancing at the breathtaking view below. "But I must admit, it's not as bad as I thought it would be."

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" She said, her eyes sparkling with wonder as she looked out at the fair from their elevated vantage point. "I'm glad you're enjoying it, even if you were totally pissing yourself at first." She couldn’t help it, she had to tease him just a little, which earned her a playful nudge and wonderful smile.

As the Ferris wheel continued its gentle rotation, their conversation shifted to a different topic. "Can you believe it's been two years already?" Rafael said, his voice tinged with amazement. "Time has flown by so quickly."

She smiled, a hint of nostalgia in her voice. "I know, it feels like we met just yesterday. But at the same time, it feels like I've known you forever," He was every bit as charming as she imagined. The rest of the AC Milan team had teased them playful about they’re outing so the groupchat would definitely be spammed with pictures of the night later, on Rafael’s behalf.

Rafael took her hand in his, his touch warm and comforting. "You've brought so much joy into my life," he said sincerely. "I never expected to find someone like you, someone who understands me and supports me unconditionally."

"And you've done the same for me," she replied, her heart swelling with love. "You make me feel special every day, and I'm grateful for every moment we've shared."

As the Ferris wheel reached its peak, the two gazed into each other's eyes, feeling the depth of their connection. Without a word, they leaned in, their lips meeting in a tender and loving kiss. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them, wrapped in each other's embrace.

In that fleeting moment suspended in time, they knew that this fair date was not just a celebration of their love but a promise of many more years filled with laughter, love, and endless adventures together.

But of course, the night wasn’t over. She had so badly wanted to play her hand at the fair games that she would never seem to win, so they weren’t leaving without winning a few prizes first.

The fair games beckoned them with their colorful displays, and Leao eagerly challenged her to try her luck at knocking down the stacked cans with a softball. With a determined grin, she took the ball in her hand and threw it with precision. Cheers erupted from passersby as the cans came crashing down, and she won Leao a giant stuffed dragon. He had tried after her but he could never seem to hit the mark.

“Not everyone can be a baseball star, babe,” she sends a wink over his way which has him clapping his hands and holding his stomach from how much he’s laughing.

“Oh, so you’re going pro now, huh?” He calms down enough to wipe a tear from his right eye.

“Most definitely. You want me to sign that plushie for you or something?” She brings out a Sharpie from her purse in a faux attempt to sign the bear.

He has to hold onto the game booth to hold himself from how much he’s laughing.

As they strolled through the bustling stalls, she couldn't help but marvel at the variety of delicious treats. She savored the sweetness of caramel apples, the salty goodness of freshly made pretzels, and the indulgence of churros dusted with cinnamon sugar. All of which Rafael had to try first, you know, to make sure they’re safe for the Baseball Star to eat or whatever.

At one point, they stumbled upon a humble photo booth, and they eagerly piled inside. Laughter filled the small space as they posed for silly snapshots, capturing memories they would cherish forever. She felt her heart swell with happiness, and she knew this was a day she would never forget.

As they were about to leave they separated for a moment as she decided she would have to use the restroom before they make the long ride back home. Rafael immediately ran to try his hand at a ring toss game they had passed by, aiming for a shiny prize for his girl. After a few attempts, he managed to land a ring on a bottle, and she happily received a beautiful necklace as a token of their delightful day together.

As the fair drew to a close, the moon stood proudly in the sky as if it were watching the day’s events and filling the sky with a soft luminescent glow. They found themselves sitting side by side on a quiet bench, watching the sky in comfortable silence. He took her hand in his, and she smiled, feeling a sense of serenity in his presence.

In that magical moment, under the fading twilight, Rafael Leao leaned in and whispered, "You've made this day truly unforgettable." Her heart fluttered as she replied, "You're lucky I was able to free up because of my busy schedule. This was a cute little date or whatever."

“Yeah, the neon is definitely sinking into your brain. It’s making you delusional, babe,” she feigned offense for a moment before she sighs dramatically and looks away.

“Boy, you know you love me!” She’s definitely not fighting back a smile.

He softly grabs her chin and turns her to look up at him as they sit on the bench and the world fades away for the final time that day.

“Yeah, I really do.”

As the stars began to twinkle above them, she knew she had found something extraordinary in this unexpected fairytale romance. The night may have ended, but their love story was just beginning.

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2019-2020 Player Grades Part III: Attackers

Hold a uzi vertical, let the thing smoke, y'all flirting with death, I be winking through the scope.

ATTACKERS

Ante Rebic (6.5): It was an extremely difficult first half of the season with the former Frankfurt man, failing to charm either Giampaolo or Pioli early on. So difficult in fact, that Maldini and Co. were rumored to have discussed cutting his two year loan short in January. But the new year brought new opportunities and the Croatian seized each and every one, contributing 11 goals and 3 assists over 19 league matches in 2020. Though he had a propensity to fluff his lines either over or underthinking in the final third, he was typically lethal when taking his chances and on a number of occasions was the spark that lit the flame in attack, cementing himself as a surefire starter after the restart.

Hakan Calhanoglu (7.5): This is a little higher than I’m honestly comfortable giving seeing as his form really only spiked after the restart but let’s be real: he was nearly flawless after the break banging in 6 goals and adding 8 assists and was the most undoubtedly the most important player in Milan’s attack. Everything went through him and watching him pull the strings of the peninsula’s most productive offense was at times, breathtaking. Ibrahimovic’s mentorship benefited no one more than Hakan as the Turk looked to recapture a confidence that we had only experienced for maybe a few months over his three years at San Siro. Is this the real Calhanoglu? We’ll see. But regardless of whether this was a blip as opposed to the norm, that is as good a run of form as we’ve seen from any player on this squad in years.

Samu Castillejo (6.0): Samu was a bit unfortunate to pick up a knock right when the boys were hitting their form, and as such, might get overlooked when it comes to gauging his performance this season. After finding a more defined role out wide after Pioli’s appointment, Samu was arguably Milan’s most consistent player in attack at the end of 2019 and the beginning of 2020, covering acres of space on the right and at times, playing absolutely brilliantly on the ball. We will see what his role on this team is going ahead, but he made marked improvement from the season prior.

Krzysztof Piątek: Ha. Just kidding.

Rafael Leão (6.0): As I’ve stated a number of times, I’m not here for Leão slander. There are a number of criticisms of his game that are inaccurate and are made through a lens that frames his performances through something other than what he does on the field. I’ll let you fill the rest in. What I saw was an absolutely electric player that has all the tools to become something special. Used primarily as a super-sub by Pioli, the Portugese knocked in 6 goals and stretched tired defenses which allowed us to put away games; an issue this club had for years. Inconsistency was absolutely an issue, but an issue one should expect from a 21 year old-in his first year in the league. 

Zlatan Ibrahimović (7.0): When Zlatan returned in January, his arrival checked a number of boxes. As one of the youngest clubs in Italy, Milan was in desperate need of a veteran on-field leader. And while 38 years-young and his best years are definitively behind him, Pioli’s setup was in dire need of a true number nine that could hold-up possession and find teammates. At worst, his signing would be a nostalgic farewell and a kick in the rear for a couple of the younger players. At best, it would be the farewell, the kick in the butt, and maybe a little more danger in the attack. Well, the Old Lion exceeded anyone’s best case predictions, serving as a mentor to the younger leoni (Hakan and Leão most notably), operating as on on-field field marshal, and accounting for 10 goals and 5 assists in 18 matches. A stat-line so impressive that his 6 month deal was extended another year with an option for an additional one. For whatever frustrations I held watching him at times, there is no doubt that without his return in January, we’re nowhere near a 6th place finish. Grazie, Ibra.

That’s the wrap everyone. If Baka’s announced you can bet I got something from the kitchen, but until then, keep it locked for Mercato Madness.