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hey besties it’s been a billion years but I AM WORKING ON THE PEDRI FIC‼️‼️ i just had a bad mental health bout i couldn’t physicals write i’m sorry but i’m back to writing
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we won the liga and now we got trophy pic so i’m promising the pedri fic in the next week
#pedri#pedri gonzalez#pedri imagine#pedri gonzalez imagines#pedri x reader#pedri gonzalez x reader#fc barcelona#fc barca#fcb barça#fc barca imagines
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are you fucking kidding me??? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!?!?? this man is not real
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pablo and alejandro looking like snacks fr fr
#pablo torre#alejandro balde#fc barcelona#fc barca#fcb barça#they are so fucking fine#choo choo motherfucker#run me over#tag me team me
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pablo torre my baby boyyyy
Not too sure if you’re thots include fluff but what do we think protective pablo torre would be like? I feel like whenever in a public crowded place he’d always have like an arm around your waist or shoulder
campeón – pablo torre
a/n: found this in my inbox from a long time ago and well why not? me writing fluff?? pablo has changed me as a person omg. anyways recommend listening to de cora <3 by rauw alejandro ft. j balvin for this!!
• especially at the celebrations for winning la liga! he’d leave you alone for five minutes tops before coming back and staying by your side
• he’d make sure the only person you’re getting drinks/food from is himself and no one else.
• shoulder blade kisses 100%
• you’re met with kisses as soon as he sees you after barça has won the game.
• i can also imagine he’d place the scarfs that they got gifted for the parade around your neck and you’d also end up with his bucket hat.
• adding on to the food stuff he’d definitely make sure you’re well fed offering you everything that was given to him. (mans loves food can’t judge him)
• forehead kisses 100%
• anytime another person looks at you for a little too long he’ll wrap his arm around your waist.
• sometimes slips his hand under your shirt but not in a sexual manner more in a comforting way keeping his hand on your stomach.
• constantly asks you if you’re alright or if you wanna go home already.
• “pablo i’m okay, i promise just go have fun.” “are you sure? i can just stay here if you want.” “pablo!”
• his chain is always dangling in your face because he’s always near you, never once leaving your side.
• trust that when they get the trophy he’ll have like 20 pictures of you with it. you’re gonna be his lockscreen soon enough.
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PABLITO 🥹🥹🥹 thee besties your honor
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THEY WON!!! MY BABIBES WON!!!! BARCA WON BITCH!!!
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gavi got a yellow card….i cant with him
#please baby just behave#gavi all i ask is one game eith no yellows#fc barcelona#fc barca#fcb barça#pablo gavi
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IF BARCA PLAYS AGAINST ARSENAL AND IM NOT THERE IS WILL BE MY VILLAIN ERA!!!! I WILL BE MY VILLAIN ORGIN STORY!!!
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GOD BLESS 🚂🚂🚂🚂🚂🚂 PLEASE GIVE ME A CHANCE ANY OF YOUU
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god….god please forgive me for the thoughts i have at this moment
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please god one chance with one of them ANY OF THEM!!! ALLL OF THEM??? forthing
#pablo gavi#alejandro balde#pablo torre#fc barcelona#fc barca#fcb barça#horny thots w/ hope#THEY ARE SO HOT#run through me like a train#CHOO CHOO train 🚂
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i’m cooking lET ME COOK!!!
update on the pedri fic:
i’m writing it i promise, i just have terrible writers block and got distracted playing Jedi Survivor which came our last week. BUT ITS THE WORKS AS I TYPE and i’ve made good progress. it should hopefully be out by next week. i’m just every slow writer and this fic is going to be pretty long so bare with me y’all. i might even make a playlist of the songs that inspired the fic. lots of love hope 🫶
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this got me, wobbly legs for real…..
⭐️ #6 Torre 🫶🫶
decisions – pablo torre
prompt: “you look so good beneath me.”
warnings: p in v sex, fake dating trope (kind of?), dom!pablo, good girl is used more than once, & f!oral
you can’t help but stare in awe at the view outside pablo’s vacation home. the sound of waves hitting rocks distract you from the glare his sister is giving you both right now. if looks could kill the both of you would be six feet underground. you can’t help but lean in closer into the midfielder, if that’s even possible considering you’re on his lap with his arm wrapped around you.
“are you sure she knows this is fake?” you whisper into his ear trying to be discreet as possible. but fuck, were you even sure this was fake?
“i told her more than once.” he starts rubbing circles on your arm. “maybe, she’s just mad you’ve had to spend all your time with me instead of her.”
that could’ve possibly been true if you hadn’t spent the last two days with her all around the city. you’d gone hiking together, ate lunch together, and went to the beach together. maybe, she was seeing something you weren’t.
“yeah, maybe.” you huffed before returning your attention to the conversation. the sound of waves instantly cloud your mind again and you’re unaware of what being said around you. that is, until pablo nudges you and you realize all eyes are on you. specifically his sister’s, her fake smile is directed at you.
“uhm, wh- what was the question?” you laugh nervously and pablo softly squeezes your hand.
“when did you and pablo realize you liked each other? i mean, every time you came over to see marta i barely saw you interact with pablo.” his mom recalls. “so?”
you can practically feel marta’s smirk and almost instantly your smile drops. pablo and you had never discussed a fake love story or more like never had the time because you had only started ‘dating’ a week ago. you’d only agreed that your breakup would’ve been caused by his potential loan.
“it’s a funny story actually-” pablo starts speaking.
“yeah, uhm i ran into him at a restaurant back in barcelona and it felt refreshing to see someone from home again. he invited me to a game and then dinner a week after and that’s where it all began.” you’re so invested in your fake story you don’t notice the way you softly scratch the back of pablo’s neck.
“how cute.” your best friend or rather pablo’s sister simply states. you realize you’re going to have to come up with the apology of the century.
“didn’t you always say you wish the two of you were sisters? you should be thanking me.” pablo copies his sister and sends a fake smile her way. his efforts of getting under her skin work as her smile quickly falters and she just mutters a quick mhm before taking a sip of her drink.
“well, our plane leaves early tomorrow so we’ll go ahead and head to bed.” the two of you get up and pablo heads towards the other side of the table. he gives both of his parents a quick kiss on the cheek before opening his arms to his sister.
“go to hell.” his sister whispers as she hugs him.
“i’ll miss you too sis.” he smiles.
you say your goodbyes and give your friend the most apologetic smile you can muster before following the brunette. the walk to your room isn’t far but the thoughts in your mind make the walk feel longer than it is. as soon as you get to your room, the room the both of you are supposed to be staying in pablo gives you a quick kiss on the cheek before leaving you all alone. suddenly, the room feels empty and you can’t even get out of bed.
you’re going to hell. it feels like you’re in hell by the way your body temperature rises at pablo’s kisses. your dress long gone, he leaves a trial of kisses from your neck to your abdomen right above your panties. you don’t recall how you got under him but you don’t care to remember as he leaves marks along your body.
“anywhere but the neck pablo, i am not waking up an hour earlier to cover any hickeys.” you warn him.
“maybe you shouldn’t cover them.” he looks up at you. “let everyone know who’s making you feel good.”
he doesn’t let you respond before dipping two fingers inside your panties. he starts by sliding them up and down your folds, spreading your wetness. his eyes focused on you, wanting to see the way your face reacts to his fingers. he continues to tease you for a couple of minutes before finally inserting one of his fingers inside of you.
“fuck, pablo.” you moan as you dig your nails into the sheets under you.
he adds onto the pleasure by adding his tongue into the equation. one of your hands finds the back of his head and soon enough you’re guiding him deeper into your core. your inhibitions long gone as you thrust yourself against his tongue as his finger does wonders to your hole.
something switches inside pablo and soon he removes his finger from inside you and holds your hips down with both arms. he continues lapping at your folds but this time he doesn’t let your lower half move.
“good girls don’t thrust. good girls stay still. isn’t that right?” he pauses his movements.
“yes fuck. i won’t move anymore pablo just please.” you beg.
“please what?” he teases you by replacing his continuous licks with a simple kitty lick before pausing.
“please fuck my pussy with your mouth.” you whine.
“good girl.” he compliments you before proceeding with his movements. your legs start to tremble as you get closer to your orgasm. you start seeing stars before he stops again.
“pablo what the fu-” he interrupts you by kissing you. you moan at your own taste. his sinful actions have you on cloud nine.
“you’re gonna cum on my dick.” he simply answers before removing his sweatpants. it’s not until then that you realize how undressed you’ve been compared to him.
his lack of presence is short lived as he makes his way on top of you. he cages you in by placing an arm on the side of your head while the other goes to his length. your eyes also head to his length and you realize how big he is. you don’t even notice your legs spreading wide to be able to give him the access he needs. he looks back up to you.
“are you sure?” he asks.
“pablo you’ve just eaten me out like no one else has. i’m sure.” he can’t help but laugh.
you’re aching for him, you need to feel full. you decide to take control of the situation and grab his dick. you pump it a few times before guiding it to your core. you’re about to put him inside of you before he slaps your hand away.
“good girls wait.” his taunting smirk is back.
you’re about to reply but he simply places his hand on your jaw before moving your behind your ear.
“you look so good beneath me.” he admires you, legs spread, and ready to take him.
he doesn’t wait for you to respond before thrusting into you, bottoming in all in one thrust. he stays still letting you adjust to his size.
“fuck, pablo you feel so good inside of me.” your nails dig into his wrist and the side of his abdomen.
he can’t wait anymore and begins thrusting into you at a fast pace. your walls feel so good wrapped around his length. he leaves sloppy kisses around the valley if your breasts as you let out sounds you didn’t know were possible. he can’t help but grab you by your hips to guide himself deeper into you. the pleasure is intense and you’re sure you’ll come back for more.
pablo enjoys the feeling of fucking you and having you squeeze him dry but soon feels that he’s receiving more pleasure than you. so, he pauses his movements and almost instantly you’re in his laps and he’s thrusting you at a different angle. an angle that makes you dig into his shoulder blades at the increase of pleasure. you somehow feel fuller than you did before.
you’re about to lean into his chest before he grabs your hair into a makeshift ponytail and pulls you away from him. you’re about to protest before he interrupts you.
“you’re going to watch me fuck you.” he wraps his arm around your hip to guide your movements.
you feel your orgasm approaching and soon enough you’re too tired to roll your hips onto him any longer. your nails dig in harder into his shoulders and he can’t help but hiss at the feeling.
“fuck pablo i’m close.” you warn him.
he ignores you and instead grabs one of your hands and guides it down your body. he stops right above where the two of you connect and he also pauses his movements. he places your hand on top of your belly before he thrusts once.
“fuck, i can feel you inside of me.” you moan at his bulge in your belly.
“i fit inside of you so perfectly, hermosa.” he kisses you before proceeding his rhythm.
you can’t last any longer and you’re cumming all over his cock before you know it. you squeeze hard as you cum and it’s not long before he’s releasing inside of you. his panting comes to a halt and soon he’s leaving his head against your chest trying to recover from his high. you can’t help but scratch his neck like you did earlier. if anyone were to walk in they’d probably mistake the two of you for a real a couple.
it’s then you realize why his sister has been mad at you both. you’ve fucked up. you worry at first but then he kisses you. except it’s different from the ones he gave you while he was inside of you. this kiss isn’t quick or urgent but rather comforting and long.
you don’t want to choose between your friend or a guy but you realize that maybe it’s too late and you’ve already made your choice.
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update on the pedri fic:
i’m writing it i promise, i just have terrible writers block and got distracted playing Jedi Survivor which came our last week. BUT ITS THE WORKS AS I TYPE and i’ve made good progress. it should hopefully be out by next week. i’m just every slow writer and this fic is going to be pretty long so bare with me y’all. i might even make a playlist of the songs that inspired the fic. lots of love hope 🫶
#pedri x reader#pedri gonzalez x reader#pedri imagine#fc barcelona#fc barca#fc barça#football imagine#football imagines#pedri gonzalez imagines
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my best friend is convinced this isn’t gavi….she said “nah thats peter” PETER-
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