#requests: richarlison

[liverpool-enjoyer]

footballers doing karaoke

requested by the lovely lynn!!! ty so much for requesting <3 @liverpoolfanfiction

leo: nuh uh. you could not get him up there if you PAID him. not with a gun to his head. not if you offered him a free transfer back to barcelona. luis n ney tried to drag him but damn leo rlly can get physical if he needs to.

ney: he, uh, he certainly is confident. singing his heart out like taylor swift up there. is the confidence warranted??? the comments under the video luis took n posted on instagram will be the answer to that. for his second song he drags richarlison up they do wannabe or some shit.

harry kane: despite his,,, difficulties with his native language, he sings in perfect understandable english to the surprise of everyone n their mother.

christian: drags like half his chelsea teammates to do a rendition of hotel california. sings the ENTIRE ending guitar solo while everyone looks at him like 😳. n when i say he SINGS the two minute guitar solo i mean he SINGS THE TWO MINUTE GUITAR SOLO.

luka: hes rlly rlly shy n everyone can tell hes nervous. even tho his singing isnt perfect everyone hypes him up n tells him what a great job he did!!!

luis: promised ney hed do ONE song, so he does tequila by the champs. cheeky bastard.

joao: does the color violet by tory lanez n it breaks the fucking internet.

sergio: the whole night his teammates are pestering him to go up n he keeps saying no. to no ones surprise it jus takes luka saying "i think you should go" for him to change his mind. picks some sappy spanish love song n if he keeps making eye contact w luka its TOTALLY a coincidence trust me bro.

mbappe: was dared by hakimi to do rap god by eminem n literally finds himself GASPING for air at several points in the song.

klopp: oh you KNOW, you KNOW hes pulling up EVERY SINGLE MEMBER of lfc n they are doing the most fucking BALLER rendition of youll never walk alone youve ever seen in your life. hes had a, uh, few drinks in him by this point in the night n spends a good portion a the song giggling.

[azulera]

Idk if requests are open but if so can you make a Richarlison x darkskin black reader going to the beach.And the reader looks STUNNING skin glowing in the sun,fro blowing in the wind,The color of her bathing suit looks amazing on her skin. Thank youuuu 💖🤞🏾

hi! im not doing requests right now but i lovvv this idea 🤎 and i wanted 2 share in case anyone else is interested in writing it. i can give it a go at a later date if you’re open to that :)

[lewisvinga]

hi hi! could u do richarlison w/ a short gf (like short short, im 4ft 11in/150cm lmaoo)

i love ur writing sm <333

here <3

[xxblairexxss]

hey lovely

could i request something about Charles x Brazilian actress reader where reader brings Charles and his family in Rio for vacation, but no one knows they are together yet and people keep thinking that she is in a relationship with a Brazilian footballer (like Richarlison) and then Charles kinda does a hard launch??

(i really hope it makes sense)

Thank you!!! Have a great day/night! Kisses 🩷🩷

Wrong guess

Pairing : Charles Leclerc x brazilian!actress!reader

Thank you for the request, love! I enjoyed making this! ❤️

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ynusername

Rio de Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro

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ynusername primeiro dia no rio 🇧🇷💚💛

username1 stupenda 🥰

username2 Lindaaaa

username3 ❤️

username4 LINDA LINDAAA ❤️

footballwags

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footballwags Vini and Eder recently in Rio

username1 anyone else saw vini sneaking in y/n likes?? 👀

username2 is he with y/n??

footballwags we are not sure about that but she wasn’t seen on the boat

username3 typical

username4 eder def looks sad after his breakup 😂

ynusername

Rio de Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro

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ynusername 🍸🍸

username1 VINI SIR WE SEE YOU

username2 is my ig glitching but is that charles leclerc in her like

username3 girl be collecting footballers and drivers like uno card

username4 bestie we need the pic of you and vini on that jet ski 😏

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ynusername summer was fun! ❤️🇧🇷

username1 girl we DO NOT NEED the soft launch 🙄😩

username2 dibs on ruben dias

username3 LOLOLOL THAT’S SO RANDOM! 😂😂

username2 it’s bcs he be flirting with everyone 😭😭

username4 doesn’t look like vini to me

username5 is EVERY1 IGNORING CHARLES IN HER LIKES HELLOO?? AM I THE ONLY ONE SEEING THIS

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc Summer break with my girl 🇧🇷

ynusername 🥹❤️

charles_leclerc meu bebê

username1 IM TELLING YOU THE WAY MY JAW DROP

username2 okay charles she’s your girl sorry we guessed it wrong 😔🙏🏼

username3 am i the only one getting jealousy vibe in here

username4 he’s pissed off 😤😂

username5 I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS BUT YAAAY FAV COUPLE ❤️

username6 CHARLES I KNEW IT WAS YOU FROM THE BEGINNING WHEN EVERYONE ELSE JUST RANDOM GUESSING Y/N’S WITH A FOOTBALLER

f1wagslove

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f1wagslove NEW WAG! Y/N Y/L/N is a 22 years old Brazilian actress! Charles Leclerc’s current girlfriend

username1 is it confirmed?

username2 girl have you seen his ig update

f1wagslove I think the pictures he updated on his Instagram is enough to confirm the rumours! 🥰

username3 OMG YES I FUCKING LOVE HER

username4 i thought she was vini’s gf 😭😭😭

username5 YAAAASSSSSS ❤️

✧.* general tag list! @i83andrew @cltrlne @karmabyfernando @ohthemisssery @ru-kru @tastebaldwin @f1obessed @love4lando @shinrjj @ietss @leclerc13 @darleneslane @buckybarnessweetheart

If your usernames were crossed, meaning I can’t tag you! Let me know if you would like to be removed or to be added to the tag list! Or if I missed anyone!

[blueaetherr]

Can i request richarlison where he spoils her so much xx🫠

in thought of you

pairing: richarlison x fem!reader [she/her]

warning(s): none

summary: the one where richarlison spoils the reader in more ways than one

Richarlison has always been a giving person. It was something in his nature, in his person, something naturally of custom to him. And he enjoyed it—the giving part of things—because he knew he wouldn't be letting go of it any time soon seeing as he loved it so much. He associated giving with two kinds of people: those in need and those he loved the most. And Y/N, his partner, was just one of those people he loved the most.

And this part of Richarlison was most prominent in their relationship, towards Y/N, appearing in a few ways.

At first it came through as rather materialistic. He had the money, the resources and everything else one needed, why would he not cash out on her? He bought her the world: they spent their time searching for her choice of clothes, he was open yet careful when picking out her jewellery, so much so that she was soon drowning in luxury and prestige.

"They reminded me of you," he would say, every time he brought back the finest necklace, every time the two passed by an item and Richarlison knew he had to get it for his partner, every time his mom spoke highly about a certain item of clothing or jewellery. And he would say it all with the kindest smile one would ever see.

And Y/N would return the smile and say, "Thank you," because she was grateful. For how he chose to spend on her, for how he always had her in mind even when he went out shopping for himself. For how he let her feel herself in such glamorous wear, for his efforts to make her happy. For that, she was grateful. But it became too much for her; too flashy and far out of her comfort zone sometimes, so he had to switch it up.

Then there came the flowers; the gift offering simple presence and kindness. Richarlison gave them to Y/N whenever he could, the ones his mom kept in her assorted garden or the ones he always noticed walking past the local florist. Whenever they went out and he saw a flower, laying perfect and pretty, he would pick it up and personally hand it to Y/N. When he knew he would be gone for a few days for a match, he would have flowers, far delicate and dressed, delivered to their place.

"These reminded me of you," he would say or message, every time he brought back a bouquet or two home, every time he picked up that random flower off the side of the street, every time he had her favourite flowers, in her favourite colour too, delivered home. And he would say it with a smile, one rather favouring his nerves, considering that offering flowers wasn't his initial way of giving.

And she would say, "Thank you," nonetheless. She always loved the flowers, personally. For their pretty appearance, for their delightful smell, and for how Richarlison associated them with her. For how determined he was to get a flower even if it was really out of reach; he always made the effort for her, regardless of the challenge that came with it. She remained grateful for his will to give. But, soon enough, it became too much for both of them.

Not enough room in the house to place the flowers, not enough space in the garden to plant them. Not enough space in the kitchen or rooms to place them, bringing in too many insects and causing her allergies to act up. This one, Richarlison was reluctant to switch up—flowers grew to be his favourite item to give his partner. But for their best interests, he chose to switch it up.

Finally, there was the quality time. Now this one, when he could, Richarlison spoilt her with a lot of this and so much more. The mornings spent in bed, the afternoons cleaning the house together with spirits and music high. The evenings playing football in the backyard for the thrill and fun of it all, the days he would wait on her until she came back from a late night out.

And Y/N would say, "Thank you." In fact, she had more to present than just a thank you (even though Richarlison thought it was more than enough). She would hug him, kiss him and do everything she had to offer him (how could she not when he always managed to give her the world)? For the times he pulled her back into bed, for the times when they were belting song lyrics on their off days. For the times he waited up for her after a night out, for the times he chose to hang out with her over his friends. And there was no criticism to any of it; in simple, she was grateful.

In her eyes, in all ways was Richarlison spoiling her, gifting her, giving to her. Through the materials, through the flowers, through the quality time. And she loved them, she appreciated it all equally. Because whether he chose to spoil her in one way or another, at the end of the day, they reminded me of you, these reminded me of you, this reminded me of you—he did everything in thought of her, and that was enough for Y/N to be reassured in their relationship.

[jusalle]

Richarlison Headcannons💛

When you first met Richarlison, he was shy, but once you got to know him, he was a bundle of joy.

Whenever you called him "darling" "love" or any nickname, he would always get so flustered with you.

Also you absolutely fell in love with his voice, the way he spoke Portuguese to you.

Then the same with you, when he would call you "amor" "baby" "princesa" you would always get so nervous.

Then the same for Richarlison he fell in love with your voice when you spoke Spanish to him.

You would always speak Spanish to him and he would speak Portuguese to you since they were so similar. Also you knew he wasn't the best at English.

His weakness would probably be your kisses. His knees would always go so weak.

Richarlison would always wake up early so he just admire you until you woke up

One thing he noticed about you is that you always get nervous under his gaze

"Amor look at me" Richarlison said while chuckling

When he said that you still didn't look at him, so he grabbed your chin and made you look at him.

Once you looked at his light brown eyes, you face turned red

The way he looked at you just made you nervous, especially when he's taller than you and he had to look down at you.

He loved when you went to his practices and game cause he would always try his hardest for you.

Every time he scored he would make a heart with his hands and point at you.

Richarlison was very observant and he noticed any little thing, if you were quiet he would notice and if you didn't want to eat he would notice.

"Hey are you okay princesa?, you've hadn't even talked the whole gathering, you looked tense. Do you wanna go home right now Princesa?"

When Richarlison had to leave early in the morning for practice, you didn't want him to leave and he did didn't want to leave you either.

"Please stay with me, I don't want you to go to practice, it's to early love."

"Amor I gotta go or else Neymar will kill me again" Richarlison said laughing

"How about when I get home, I'll spoil you with all my love, does that sound good?"

"Of course Mi Amor"

Richarlison really loved that you were so supportive of him and always respected his choices and himself

When he would be stressing and get overwhelmed with people and start tearing up, you would always sit in his lap, facing him and wipe every single tear that fell on his cheek.

When you guys first went into the relationship, he was always so kind to you because he knew about past relationship and you did the same for him.

Whenever you guys were alone, you guys would dance with eachother and hold eachother and be in eachothers presence.

Richarlison is a interesting person, he would do the most funniest and dumbest things. Like for example he would do his pigeon dance.

After the a hard game for Richarlison, you would always cook his favorite foods. Then lay in bed with eachother and you giving him massages.

When you have a cold, you didn't want Richarlison to take care of you, you knew Richarlison already had alot on his plate but no, he's stubborn and still helps you.

"Amor don't come near me, I don't want you getting sick"

"Princesa, it's okay, just let me help you please"

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Hello everyone, I hope you guys enjoy this one, somone requested it so I'll shall deliver. But if you guys have any request I'll gladly ACCEPT💛. Also yall need to give me new characters to write about cause I dunno if yall like some Jude Bellingham or some more ochoa or chicharito or ney?

[pedrisbanana]

Hey can I request a fic with pedri X reader where they're just friends and theyre chilling at his house and he steals her phone so she straddles him to get it back and it leads to rough sex/face sitting/thigh riding that would be LOVELY xoxo

Two words. Pedri's nose.

Enjoy 🍌

Nosy

You and Pedri were sitting on the couch playing Fifa, when the doorbell rang. 

"Must be the Pizza." Pedri said and paused the game to get the door. You were glad he spared his cheat day for you. Eating Pizza while watching him chew on some whole grain Spaghetti was kind of depressing. 

"I'll go cut them" he yelled through his apartment and you thanked him. Deciding to scroll through your Tumblr feed while waiting, you somehow stumbled into the Pedri tag.

Gifs about Pedri. Oh. 

Sometimes you looked at gifs and pictures of Richarlison or Jude Bellingham. You were a straight girl after all, of course you liked looking at physically fit sweating men. 

Looking at these gifs of Pedri seemed weird. He was your Friend.

You scrolled past it, but the interest didn't leave you. You could take a peek right? He would never know anyway. It's just a gifset. Taking a deep breath, you scrolled back. 

The post greeted you with a gif of Gavi and Pedri. They were talking. Nothing too special. They were wearing the lilac Barcelona kits. It was from the match between Barcelona and Athletic Bilbao. 

The second gif showed Pedri complaining, probably to the referee. He was sweaty.

The third gif made you bite your lip. A blush crept upon your cheeks and a warmth spread through you. Did you really just get turned on by looking at a gif of your friend ?

The moving image showed a very sweaty Pedri. His wet hair stuck to his forehead and his flushed, tan skin glistened. His gloved hand moved up to his nose. He was breathing heavily, exhausted from the minutes in his legs.

Pedri looked wet and dirty and absolutely sexy. You had known he was attractive, but never like this. The picture caught you so off guard, you didn't notice shown person enter the living room. 

"What's got you so flushed ?" Pedri laughed and before you could move, took your phone and fell down on the couch.

Eyes wide, you screamed. "Pedri, my phone. Give it back. Pedri. Now." 

You tried to reach it, but he held it up to far, switching hands, laughing at you. 

"Pedri! I'm serious, give it back." You climbed on his lap, legs on either side of his thighs. 

He couldn't see the gifs or else he'd tease you with it forever, or worse think you'd have a crush on him and cancel your friendship.

With one quick movement Pedri grabbed your wrist and held them on your back, your phone falling onto the couch pillow. Pedri smirked at you and secured your wrists with his arm, holding you chest to chest. He was so close, you were sure he could feel your breath on his cheek.

"Now let's see what's got you all freaked out" He took your phone with his free hand, delighted to see that it wasn't locked yet. You squirmed in his lap, preparing for the embarrassment. Pedri's eyes flickered over the screen and his smirk dropped as he saw what, or more, who exactly was displayed on your phone.

The midfielder reached forward to put your phone on the table behind you. You bit your lip, prepared for him to push you off, but he didn't. He let go of your arms and to your surprise, adjusted your position on his lap, by pulling you closer with his hand on your ass. 

Pedri looked right into your eyes. Something shifted in the air, making you hold onto his broad shoulders. Your core was on top of his muscular thigh. 

"I didn't know you had these thoughts. I thought you were different." His voice was rough, but steady. 

You opened your mouth to explain yourself, but Pedri was faster.

"I should've known you were just as wet for my dick, as all these girls lusting after me" The footballer moved his hands inside the waistband of your shorts. They were warm and rough, you clenched at the feeling.

If you weren't already aroused by the pictures, you definitely would've been now. Pedri started to leave small butterfly kisses under your ear, moving down your neck between his words.

"Tell me, amor, did you think about me when you couldn't fall asleep at night ?" His thumbs skimmed above the line of your panties, making you squirm on his thigh.

"Did you finger your needy pussy while thinking about me on the pitch, hm" Pedri supported your movements on his thigh. 

"Did you think about me fucking you every time I invited you over?" 

You could feel the wetness soaking your panties, his thigh stimulating your pulsing clit over your shorts. His words spurring you on to pleasure yourself on his leg. You had to bite your lip to prevent a moan.

"Did you think about me fucking you when looking at these pictures? Did you imagine if I looked like this after using you for my pleasure ?" 

You moaned, this was too much. He played you so easily, guiding your hips over his thigh. A few more thrusts and you came, his name on your lips. He chuckled. You didn't know what was so funny about the situation. 

Still coming down from your high, you climbed off his lap. 

"If I had known all it took for you to give in to me was a picture of me all sweaty, I would've invited you to the locker room after a match" he was still laughing. 

"Very funny. I'll have you know that I surprisingly stumbled upon these" You crossed your arms. How could he laugh ? Noticing that he was very much hard in his Barcelona Gym shorts, you looked away.

"So you don't want to fuck me? If so, then excuse me while I take care of myself." Pedri teased and got up in direction to his bedroom.

You followed him, wetness spreading uncomfortably between your thighs. 

"That's what I thought." he smirked and bent to slide your shorts and panties down. "C'mere" Pedri laid down on the pillows of his bed. You followed by crawling above him. 

"Higher" he ordered, pushing your hips towards him. You gave him a confused look and he winked "On my face, bonita" 

"You can hold me here, I've got you." Pedri lead your hands to grab his hair and you slowly sunk down. His nose hit your clit and you moaned. Grabbing your thighs, he pressed your weight onto his face. 

"Sit and don't you dare to hover. I decide when you've had enough." his mumbles vibrated against your flesh and you rubbed against his nose. 

His nose. You had always liked his nose.

"Mmmhh Pedri, your nose ... feels like heaven" you praised him and pulled on the brown strands. 

The grip on your thighs tightened when he started to use his tongue. He was really good. His tongue explored you as you rode him, purposely letting your clit bump against the tip of his nose. Moaning his name over and over again, Pedri switched between licking, sucking and kissing your most sensitive parts.

You came in no time, but Pedri didn't let you go, his deep voice vibrating against your clit. His tongue lapped up your juices, stimulating your still clenching insides. In the process he slapped your ass a few times, hard, making you buck against his face and pull at his hair even harder. 

Pedri seemed to enjoy this, stroking your thighs, making you come another time. The pleasure overcame you in waves, riding his face. 

Obviously, all this had an effect on Pedri too. He lifted your hips from his face and looked at you with a big grin. His face flushed under his eyes, lips and nose coated in your arousal. Your fingers moved to his neck.

"If I wouldn't be on the verge of coming inside my pants right now, I'd have you on my face for hours. Next time, amor, I promise." The brunette buried his face in your chest, almost like a hug, looking up at you. His cheekbones grazed your hard nipples, making you his and grind against him. You could feel his hardness against your butt.

"You're so beautiful." Pedri slowly removed your top, fingertips teasing your soft skin, creating goosebumps all over. As he wiped his face with your top, you climbed off him to get access to his manhood. When you slid his gym shorts down, his cock was already testing the stretch of his black slip. It looked painful. 

While you were still unsure on if you should free him, Pedri already got up to take off his remaining clothes, leaving you kneeling on the bed. 

His warm hand stroked up your ass cheek, finding the dip of your waist. "Bend forward, hermosa, take one of the pillows" 

"Yes, Pedro" You reached to get one of the pillows, and before you could position yourself , he was inside of you again.

"Say that again, bonita" He grunted, pace rough and slow, holding your hips in place.

"Pedro" It sounded like a plea and you buried your face into the pillow, as your friend snapped his hips inside of you, the soft cotton stimulating your sore nipples from the back and forth of your bodies.

He pulled your hair harshly, making you arch. "Again, bonita" 

"God, fuck- Pedro" Your voice was hoarse, eyes tearing up from the immense pleasure you were experiencing. 

He chuckled, bending over you, one hand finding your clit, as the other wrapped around your throat. You couldn't help but start nipping and licking the pad of his thumb on your lips, to keep your voice low, another orgasm building up. 

"God hmm, if that's how you see me, you've got a lot of worshipping to do" Pedri teased the shell of your ear with his tongue, his thrusts becoming harder, but teasingly slow, making you suck on his thumb, until his cock slipped out. You groaned, clenching around nothing.

He let go of your clit, to guide himself inside of you again, not before rubbing his tip over your sensitive bud. 

"You're gonna take all of my cum, carino. Your little, needy pussy is gonna take everything I'll give you." Pedri tightened the grip on your throat, feeling your heartbeat as you came, clenching around him. 

You felt him pump his seed inside you, calling your name. You tried to regain your breath, when he turned you over, plush lips ghosting up between your breasts to kiss you. A small peck. 

You watched him quietly, one knee between your legs. The muscles defining his stomach flexing, as he stretched to get your tank top, discarded on the headboard. Pedri's strong hands found your thighs and his index finger collected some of his release, before he wiped your pussy with your tanktop. The cotton burnt, as he rubbed it over your used flesh harshly, sending shivers of pleasure through your body.

His chocolate brown eyes found yours, as he offered you his finger. You propped up on your elbows, taking his finger greedily, sucking it clean and he watched you. The action created a certain intimacy between you.

Looking at gifs of Pedri didn't seem so weird anymore.

A/N: Yo, I think their pizza is cold now.

The gifset I described : 🍌

Let me know what you think !

[i-care-4u]

[ ✹ ] RICHARLISON HEADCANONS

PAIR: RICHARLISON X READER

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED | MASTERLIST

DATING RICHARLISON INCLUDES…

you’re very supportive throughout his football career

he is your biggest fan in anything you do

wearing his jerseys

“is that my jersey you’re wearing?”

he then buys you a jersey so you and him could match at the games

secretly, he admires seeing you wearing his clothes, whether that be his jersey or jackets

matching tattoos

after getting matching tattoos, richarlison thought of getting a tattoo relating to you

“you’re getting a tattoo dedicated to me?”

richarlison nods, and you warned him, “just don’t tattoo my face on your back”

richarlison ended up getting a tattoo with your name or your initials

him blasting dança do pombo from the living room

sometimes you’ll take a nap until you hear the purr noises from the song

“prrr…prrr…prrr…prrr…”

“richarlison, are you dancing again?”

“come down so i can teach you.”

he teaches you the pombo dance afterwards

because of that, you started giving him the nickname, pombo [pigeon]

on the field, he dedicates his goals for you

he points at you and mouths, “this is for you.”

yes, the bicycle kick goal was dedicated to you too

in his spare time, he likes making tiktoks

“amor, look what i made!” richarlison shows you a silly edit he made on tiktok

he uses those capcut templates to do them

“i can tell it took so long to make that!” you sarcastically told him

going on walks with him and his dogs

taking you out on picnics

his love language is gift gifting

on the third date, richarlison brought an extraordinary gift for you, larger than the usual

unlike the previous gifts, richarlison took you to his home to reveal a big teddy bear plushie

hair cut? you can always count on him

although not all the time

“just to get this straight, do you want it shaven or r9 style?”

“how about i go to a real hairstylist instead?”

he loves to make you laugh

friendly, yet a goofy person to be around

you are very grateful to have him in your life as your boyfriend

[writerdreamxs]

WELCOME TO MY BLOG ! fearless era.

in which you know a little about me and make requests for short stories to me and I turn your dreams into realities. after all, I am a writer of dreams. 💐

first, introductions: my name is clarice, but you can call me clary.

I'm brazilian, so obviously english is not my first language, so there may be some errors in the imagines.

I love taylor swift (my favorite album is fearless, but I think you get the idea :) and one direction, as well as lana del rey, artic monkeys, among many other artists.

I love romcoms, whether films or books, clichés, sun, spring, roses, dogs and I am a person who really likes to talk.

my mbti is enfp, - at least that's what i think, at the moment! - and I have a sanguine temperament.

and I DON'T write smut.

below I will put a list of the characters and fandoms that I mainly write about, but if you want to request something different, feel free.

masterlist. 🌤️

BRIDGERTON 🐝

colin bridgerton, benedict bridgerton, anthony bridgerton, gregory bridgerton, simon basset.

FORMULA ONE. 🏁

all of the grid, but mainly, lando norris, oscar piastri, george russell and max verstappen.

FOOTBALL PLAYERS ⚽

richarlison, rodrygo goes, jude bellingham, vini jr, pedri, gavi, and all of the real madrid team.

HARRY POTTER (golden era)🪄

harry potter, draco malfoy, blaise zabini, fred and george weasley, ron weasley, oliver wood, charlie weasley.

HARRY POTTER (marauders era) 🕰️

remus lupin, sirius black, james potter, peter pettigrew, regulus black, severus snape.

THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA 🦁

peter pevensie, edmund pevensie, caspian.

CELEBRITIES 🍾

timothée chalamet, josh hutcherson, louis partridge, andrew garfield, william moseley, tom holland, ben barnes, archie renaux, cameron boyce ✝.

RANDOM 🩷

trodrick heffley, peter parker 1 and 3, matteo balsano, simon alavrez, ramiro ponce, gaston perida, gabo moretti, lorenzo guevara, dede duarte, willy wonka, chad denforth (hsm), will turner (potc) legolas greenleaf (lor), laurie laurence, supa strikas, luke ross (jessie), carmen sandiego characters, zach mitchell (jw), jurassic world: camp cretaceous caracthers, carlos de vil, jay ja'far, harry hook, ray beech, charlie delgado, aurek, jim hawkins, jack frost, ever after high characters, scooby doo characters, hiccup, the greatest showman, dick grayson and wally west (young justice) .

🦋 well, that's it my sweeties and I hope you liked me and send your requests. 💗

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i’m currently writing for football players

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Proud of you

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London nights

Don’t touch her

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Are you jealous?

Taking care of you

Mon amour

XOXO

First time?

Lazy morning

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Home sweet home

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Something better

Attention seeker

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In your eyes

What exactly are your intentions Kyky?

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Only human

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Three of us

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Drunk in love

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Crazy in love

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On the edge

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Oscars

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Richarlison

Nightmares

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Let me love you

Alone

Olivier Giroud

Safe

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A father’s love

In your eyes

What exactly are your intentions Kyky?

Love bites

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Erling Haaland

Breathe in

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Oh, baby?

Safeword

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Did you really fall from the stairs?

Break up with your boyfriend

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See you later

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Adrien Rabiot

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Subspace

Kylian Mbappe

Aftercare

Subspace

Dating

More than friends

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The first time

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Erling Haaland

Aftercare

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Richarlison

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Shark week

Dusan Vlahovic

Aftercare

[kiminachi]

hiii cau u write something about richarlison being weak for neck kisses

Richarlison x Reader:

Prize of the Night

A/N: MY FIRST REQUEST!!

Though, thanks for requesting, I apologize if it is a bit short, but nonetheless I hope you enjoy reading!

Slight Smut || Continue with Caution ⚠️

Includes: Slight swearing, neck kissing, lust

It was the day of Brazils win against Serbia.

You and Richarlison were currently celebrating in your guys’ hotel room. Though, It wasn’t all so big as the actual celebration that occurred in the locker room, you and your lover decided to continue the celebration with just the two of you. And even if it was just the two of you, it was relaxed; You both enjoyed each others company to the max.

“I can’t get over that bicycle kick Richarlison!” You said, admiring over his skill. It was a game that was going absolutely no where, until your wonderful man scored the first goal.

“I’m flattered amor! I dedicate that one to you.” He replied with a smile. He pulled you closer to him on the couch, yearning for your affection. “In-fact, I dedicate everything to you, te amo tanto (I love you so much) (Y/N).”

Anything he said made your heart soar. He knew how to sugar you up, but you loved it. It reminded you about having a loving boyfriend who cares, and is here for the long run in this relationship. “You always know what to say querido.”

“Of course I do,” Richarlison leans close to your ear, “my beautiful girlfriend deserves the world.” That sweet, velvety voice that left his mouth made your heart flutter. However, you felt as if it was your turn to spice things up even more.

Taking a glance at his lips, you quickly lean in to kiss him, catching him off guard. He groaned in surprise, but soon the surprise turned into enjoyment, as the two of you were now making out. Every kiss deepens with love and passion.

Yet, with Richarlison completely mesmerized by your touch, you propped his back against the arm of the couch, putting your hand on his chest, then grabbing his chin with your other hand. You pull away from his lips to catch your breathe. You opened your eyes to see now that you were nearly on top of him. Taking advantage, you smirked saying “and you deserve my affection, let me pleasure you, bonito.”

-Richarlison’s P.O.V-

How could I say no? She knows my body, as much as I know hers. This was the real prize, the real accomplishment.

“You’ve already started, continue me dando prazer.” (Keep pleasuring me) replying to her. Closing in the gap once again, we kissed in desperation. Hearing her moan is music to my ears. Unexpectedly, she left my lips and started to kiss my jawline. I was in bliss, but I wanted more; I wanted her to move down to my neck. “(Y/N),” I huffed, “Kiss my neck bebê, please, preciso de você.” (I need you)

She let go from my jawline, “I was just getting there meu amor, trust the process,” then proceeded to go back. I closed my eyes, feeling her gradually go from my jawline, to my neck. She placed her soft, luscious lips on my sensitive neck and began to kiss it. I groaned in delight, I was moved from bliss to ecstasy under her touch. I throbbed with each nibble, and with her moan that vibrated my neck; I couldn’t contain myself. “Fuck, (Y/N)..”

I gently grabbed her hair and sunk into the lust that grew throughout the rest of the night.

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A/N: Thanks for reading~!! 🫶🫶

[freshfraise]

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

NUMBER 9

pairing: richarlison x reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[jusalle]

hiii cau u write something about richarlison being weak for neck kisses

★Richarlison Imagine★

You and Richarlison have been together for 3 years.

In all that time you've learned Richarlison's weaknesses. One of them were your kisses and especially your neck kisses.

He would instantly fold and give in.

••••

Richarlison would love to make you so flustered. Every single time he did it he would always be so proud of making you flustered.

He would even tease you for it, which you hated it.

You always said you would make him flustered and find his weakness one day but it was impossible to make him flustered.

Right now Richarlison was at one of his practices and you always made him food once he came home.

While you were making his food, you were thinking how to make him flustered. It was almost impossible to think what to do to make him flustered but only one thing came in mind.

To give him butterfly kisses on his neck.

Now you were just waiting for him to come home from practice.

After awhile you heard the door open.

"Meu Amor are you here?"

"Yeah Amor I'm in the kitchen" you said

You saw Richarlison come into the kitchen, he looked so tired but once he saw you he didn't even look tired no more.

"Thank you Amor, for making food" he whispered into your ear as he kissed you softly

You simply nodded and left him to enjoy his meal.

You went into the bedroom to fold clothes and you began to start thinking of a plan to make him flustered.

After awhile you heard the bedroom door open and you feel arms wrap around you.

"Amor, I missed you while I was at practice" He whispered lowly as his hands began to roam.

"You were the only thing I was thinking about" He said as he began to kiss you and making the kiss more passionate

At that moment you knew this was your chance.

"Me to Meu Amor" you whispered into his ear as you broke the kiss

You began to kiss his neck and giving him butterfly kisses.

He tried to supress his groans and his face looked so embarrassed.

That's when you knew you made him flustered.

"Look who's the flustered one now Meu Amor" you laughed softly

"I'm not fluster-" He began to groan from the pleasure.

You kept kissing his neck and you kept laughing quietly from accomplishing to make him flustered.

"Amor if you keep doing that, I won't be able to handle myself" He whispered into your ear

That just made you even more aroused.

"Amor I'm warning y-"

At this point he couldn't stop groaning and panting.

He firmly grabs your waist and lays you on the bed

" See amor, look where your little accomplishment got you" He grinned at you like a child

"This is going to be a long night, Meu Amor" he whispered to you.

You were just happy that you finally found his weakness.

••••

Hello my lovelies, I hope you guys liked this one because ik I did🤭 and I love all the request that you guys send me!. Also I'll be posting more so don't be suprised if yall see more stories!

[erinistyping]

“Tf did you just call me?”

Note : I will be doing requests but it depends if this even gets any traction but  idk i hope you like this?? :))

Warning : Not much of a plot !!SMUT!!

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You always loved the way Richarlison’s lips felt on your skin, you always seemed to melt right into him every time he touched you. Right now you were sitting on your couch watching reruns of your favorite show, Meanwhile Richarlison was sitting on the opposite end of the couch on his phone. He was still upset from the fight you had earlier about Neymar getting "too close" today.

The thing is Neymar was your best friend and you were sure he didn't mean it like that , you were sure he didn't mean to overstep with Richy but you sure did get an earful after you got into the car. You couldn't quite understand why he was so upset and you weren’t sure if you wanted to find out.

Just then you got up and sat on his lap straddling him "What are you doing" he says not even looking up at you. "are you still mad at me baby?" you say leaning down to place kisses on his neck sucking lightly to leave a mark. "I can never stay mad at you, amor." he says while reaching down to grip your ass abandoning his phone. After hearing his words you smirked knowing it's true, you continued to kiss but harder but by this time you started to feel him getting hard. When he's finally had enough of your teasing his picks you up, throwing you over his shoulder and taking you to the bedroom.

When you got to the bedroom he immediately starts undressing gesturing you to do the same, and you do, taking off the shirt you had borrowed from him and some shorts you bought awhile ago leaving you in your Black lace bra and matching underwear, you go lay down on the bed. When he's finally done he looks at you a way you've never seen before..so dark..so much lust is in those eyes, you started getting wet just thinking about what he would do to you. 

As he started to walk over to you clenched your legs together to maintain to pool forming in your underwear, "getting wet already amor? I haven’t even touched you yet." he says smirking "i need you, please" you say as he pulls you legs apart replacing the empty space with his knee as he goes to kiss you, one hand reaching up to grip around your throat the other going down to slip into your underwear rubbing circles around your clit causing you to moan into the kiss. He never failed to make you feel good he always knew just what to do.

When his lips pulled away so did his hands causing your eyes to shoot open meeting his eyes he starts placing kisses down your body slowly while keeping eye contact causing a shaky breath to release from your lips.

When he finally reached your underwear he attached his teeth to the black lace and began dragging the lace garments off your legs painfully slow "fuck" you say between shaky breaths. When he has removed them he made his way to your heat blowing on your clit lightly causing you to attempt to rub your legs together to gain some friction. " ah..ah..ah" Richy says shaking his head 

"You needed me right? you nod "so be patient." he says dipping his head between your thighs "Oh..fuck" you say throwing your head back as he licks a stripe on your bundle of nerves inserting two fingers while he sucks on your clit "You’re so wet for me baby" as his fingers slide in and out of you the closer you got and he could tell, as you're moans got more high pitched and your breathing got deeper he went faster.

"Fuck Neymar" you whined before you could stop yourself. He stopped. Everything stopped. "Tf did you just call me?" He said loudly. Your eyes shot open. He had this cold expression on his face, one you've never seen before.

"Richy I-" You tried getting out " I didn’t mean for that to come out i'm sorry i don’t-" He walked out the room, only to come back a few seconds later with a a couple of ties. "Baby speak to me i'm sorry" You said quietly. 

He didn’t say a word he just began tying your wrists to the headboard, then your legs. “Eu vou te foder até você esquecer o nome dele amor” He says eerily, you know he’s mad he never ties you up unless you really fucked up and you know you fucked up. “eyes on me” he says as his fingers ghost over my body “Eyes on me. now.” he says rubbing your clit fast in circles as he attaches his mouth to your nipple. Making you gasp at the sudden contact “oh my god” you saying throwing your head back “Look at me” he reminds you. 

You could’ve cum just looking at him, Right when you were about to release he stopped, causing you to whine he gets up and goes to he nightstand to grab a condom, you bite your lip watching him put it on. “If you cum before i let you i’m stopping and you’re staying in here tied up all night. Understood?” He says firmly looking you straight in the eyes. “Understood.” You said nodding “Good Girl” he says with a kiss. 

Just then he rammed into you not giving you enough time to adjust “Fuck Richy” you moan “You like that huh?” he breathes out “You love it when i fuck you hard huh?” “answer me slut.” He says as he wraps a hand around my throat, squeezing slightly. “f-fuck y-yes” You moan “Fuck, it doesn’t matter how may times i fuck you, you’re always tight for me huh?” he says going faster “mmmhmmm” you answer unable to speak real words with the amount of pleasure he’s giving you. 

You could cum right now but remember what he said, it was getting harder to hold in toes curling. “Please baby” you moan “Please what amor” he says and you can tell he’s getting close “Please let me cum baby, please i’m sorry j-just please let me cum” you get out “ you wanna come baby? is that what you want” He says rubbing your clit giving you a push you didn’t need “ Yes! f-fuck please.” You say basically shouting. He leans over to your ear and whispers “Let it go bebê. Cum for me” You both cum together and he pulls out and unties you, rubbing your wrists. “what’s my name amor?” he says smiling at you “Richy stop” you say rolling your eyes giggling. 

“te amo meu menino lindo” 

“eu também te amo minha linda”

[i-care-4u]

Hiii i had a request for instagram au with joao Felix x reader with cindy kimberly/ christina nadin as a face claim 😊

home dates ✹ joão félix

INSTAGRAM AU

PAIR: JOÃO FÉLIX X READER

FACECLAIM: CHRISTINA NADIN [SHE/HER]

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Hi. Can you do being pregnet with Richarlison?

MY LOVES!

starring: richarlison x female!reader

warning: mention of nausea but nothing too expressive

author's note: hi anon, I especially wanna thank you for the request! I try my best and hope you'll like it and according to what you like most!! Anything that's not up to your liking please inform me immediately I will try my best to correct it <3 messy writings ahead!! but anw hope you and the readers enjoy it!! xx & not proofread

song suggestion: marry you by bruno mars

The wrenching sensation on your belly almost makes you jump from your seat, you run to the toilet and vomit on the toilet bowl, it was truly a disgusting sense with a few strands of your hair getting in there. You stay on the floor with mouth-stained and labored breathing. Your stomach feels ill and weird. One of your co-workers was there eyeing you, asking if you are alright. It was the mid-30s-year-old woman that work from the other departure. She was putting on some lipstick when you busted through the door

She helped you get up and you rinsed your mouth with water. You hate puking, you hate the odd sensation on your throat after you vomits. You quickly thanked her and left to your cabin room once again. You are getting work done and typing away on the computer. You don't know how many hours has passed but it was starting to get dark inside, the horizon is painted with an orangey-yellowish hue, the sun is just about to set.

You wrapped up your work, and get your stuff leaving the room with your jacket on your forearm.

-

Waiting in the lobby for nearly thirty minutes, with two coffees on the table with two slices of bread, your patience has started to grow thin, your husband whom supposedly picked you up thirty minutes ago had just stood you up.

Your ringtone rings and you picked it up with an exasperated sigh, the caller id show your husband's name on it 'Hey linda, I'm outside now!' You grumbled under your breath, not even reply to him and just hung up.

You see his car park on the entrance of the lobby and get inside 'Hey Linda!' He went to hug you to which you clasp back

'How's your practice?' You strike up a chatter, and he shrugs 'Good I guess?' You hums averting to the window and watch how many houses you passed by 'Lindo wanna go somewhere else first? Like a place to--'

'Nah let's just go home.' You gave him one tiny smile 'I know you are tired, I can just cook something..' You mentioned, palm on his hand

You slumped your head against the window admiring the night-horizon city, when out of nowhere a thunder rumbles, you stare at the night sky above, the blue hue painted with gold-ish-white strikes. The rain began pit-pattering against the car window as your eyes began closing bit by bit.

You woke up by a sizzling smell of of meat, it was one of a kind of aromatic scent that cured your tiredness. You jolted from bed, realizing now yourself is fully dressed in your pajama attire. You run downstairs seeing your husband on the kitchen sizzling steaks. The juicy meat was topped with smashed garlic and rosemary. It's looking mouth-watering.

He was wearing an apron on and you smile, giggling at the thought how cute and considerate of him to cook and take care of you.

You tiptoed behind him, placing your arms around him and caging him in you, chest against his broad back, he swiftly turn his head and flush to see you, sparkly eyes like a puppy

'It smells so good--' You take another strong sniff on those steak but a strong sensation building up again at the pit of your stomach, dashing to the bathroom and starts puking.

You groaned getting so angry at yourself for ruining such a lovely moment, Richarlison came up behind you caressing your back in a circling gesture 'Are you okay Linda?' You hum, wiping off the stained from the corner of your mouth and went to wash your hand on the sink 'I'm sorry, I don't know what's happening with me? The smell... It makes me nauseous...' Richarlison brought you to the couch and sit beside you 'Do you not want to eat the steak? You want something else?' You shake your head at him, your eyes becoming moist with tears and you suddenly cries

He engulfed you in his arms, peppering kisses on your head 'It's okay, don't cry!' He try to assure you but that only makes you cry even harder 'It must look like I don't want to eat your food right? I want bananas!' You wailed and held onto his shirt, he was stunned for a moment before he blasted into a lousy laughter

You look up at him, offended 'What?!' He was having a hard time containing his laugh, he take your hand bringing you back to the kitchen, and again he sat you down on the island stool and open the fridge bringing you some bananas

'I'm do glad we had this at home' He chortle, you took the bananas grabbing the peanut butter and smother some on it and eat it

He watches in amusement seeing you eat in a such weird combinations as if you are.... Richarlison stepped back accidently clashing on the stool and it fell 'You startled me!' He has a wide grin on his face 'Wait!' He ran upstairs with you watching him in pure confusion

Richarlison came with something in his hand, you choke on the banana with cheese as you saw him holding a pregnancy test box, 'What the fuck?! When did you ever had this?'

'My mom gave it to me.' He shrugs, bringing your body up and ushered you to the bathroom 'Now go! Good luck!' Rolling your eyes at his words, you take the test away from him and did as he asked.

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It's been more than five minutes but you haven't got out yet, he found himself began to knocking on the door, his hand bawling as he aggressively knocks on the door 'Wait!' You croaks, hands shaky as you twisted the doorknob and gave him the test

It was positive, and Richarlison being Richarlison he could't help but to bursted into a happy screams, his face is red with tears in his eyes 'Meu deus! You are preggo!!!' He twirls you around, your smile is widening each seconds being so happy that this sickness of yours turns out to be not so bad as you expected.

The rest of the night was him on the phone all day, telling his folks, parents, family and relatives. He's just being his usual self, the best man of your life.