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Hey guys! I will be going away on vacation until next Friday so I won’t be able to reply to messages until then. But if I can get wifi, I’ll try to queue some imagines!

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Can you do a image where me and Neymar have a 2 week old baby and she's coming to the champion league final to cheer on daddy, they win and Neymar what's to hold her and take her down to the pitch and at last we pose with the trophy.

I just did a Champions League imagination with Neymar here, so I think that would be too similar. Sorry! However if you want it with another player I’d be happy to write that.

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Hi, can i ask for Alexis Sanchez imagine where we have a son and he copies Alexis as he wants to be like his dad?

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Family Time - Neymar

“Ney! What the hell is Luca wearing?” I looked down at our son laying in his crib. He was wearing a mix of clashing colours and from just a glance, it was obvious that Neymar had dressed him.

“What? I think it looks cool!” He shouted from the other room. I just shook my head and picked Luca up from his crib to bring him to his changing table.

“Don’t listen to daddy, he doesn’t know what style is. He’s been listening to uncle Dani too much.” I said to my son as I changed him into a better outfit. He only cooed in response, though I didn’t know what answer I was expecting from a baby.

“I heard that!” Neymar protested as he entered the nursery. “But he does look better when you dress him.” He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and kissed my cheek. I finished re-dressing Luca and handed him off to Neymar.

“Are you ready to spend the day with mommy and daddy?” He said to Luca, kissing him lightly on the nose. This was the first time we were properly taking him out since he was born. We figured we’d need to take him out sooner or later. I followed Neymar downstairs and gathered my stuff as I watched him place Luca in the stroller.

“Don’t you look cute.” I smiled down at Luca and stroked his hand lightly. He looked up at me like he was confused as to where he was going.

“Thanks, I know.” Neymar said with a smirk and I just rolled my eyes in response. “You ready to go?” He asked and I nodded.

We had decided to take Luca with us for a walk in the nearby park. The season was over which meant Neymar got time off from training, and it was a good opportunity to spend time together, just the three of us.

I let Neymar take our son out of the stroller when we arrived at the park and helped him wrap Luca in a blanket. We approached a bench near the pond and I plopped down on the seat. Ever since having the baby I always got tired a lot more easily. The doctor said it was normal and something that came with childbirth. Neymar always joked that it was just me getting old and I would roll my eyes before punching him in the arm.

“Do you see those duckies? They go quack quack.” I heard Neymar explaining to Luca. As usual, our son’s response was just a tired yawn.

“Seems he’s not impressed either.” I said and he fake pouted.

“He’s impressed, he just doesn’t show it.” Neymar continued to point out different things around the park from the trees to the clouds. I had to admit, it was pretty cute.

“And over there, do you see those kids playing with the ball? You can be like them when you get older. And if you like it, you can become a footballer like me. Though you’d have to play for Barça or Santos. Fine, another club would be okay too. As long as it isn’t Madrid.” This time Luca cooed in response and this seemed to be enough to satisfy Neymar.

Luca’s nap time was approaching so we placed him back in the stroller and made our way home. “That went pretty smoothly.” I said as I opened the front door. I was expecting something to go horribly wrong, but instead it was a pretty calm day.

“It did.” Right at the moment, Luca decided to burst out crying. By now, his cries didn’t even phase us anymore and we just looked at each other and laughed.

“It’s probably his diaper. Here, I got it.” Neymar said as he reached down into the stroller and picked up the baby.

“Are you sure? I ca-” I was cut off with Neymar kissing my cheek lightly and walking past me to go upstairs. I immediately threw myself onto the couch and let out a tired sigh. I never knew how exhausting having a baby would be, but of course it was worth it.

I laid on the couch for a while listening to Luca’s cries. After several minutes, I finally heard his cries quiet down. I decided to go check up on the two of them and quietly walked upstairs to the nursery.

I peered through the doorway to see Neymar with Luca in his arms, humming something which I soon recognized to be the Barça anthem. When Luca stopped squirming and he seemed to be asleep, Neymar placed him down in his crib and dimmed the lights in the room.

“You’re so good with him.” I said to him as he closed the door to the nursery. Neymar pulled me into a hug and I rested my forehead on his chest.

“You’re good with him too. I’d like to think that we’re pretty good parents.” He laughed quietly.

“So how long do you think we have before he wakes up?” Neymar raised his eyebrow at my question.

“An hour, maybe two. What do you have in mind?” I glanced up at my boyfriend with a smirk.

“I was thinking you could join me in the bedroom and we could…take a nap. I’m so exhausted.” Neymar groaned but I could tell he was still amused.

“You’re an idiot, you know that right?”

“Yeah but I’m your idiot.“

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Hello, could I ask for a Mats Hummels imagine? I'm still struggling with the fact that he's married thank you!

Added! and haha i know right 😭

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Thanks, and i was thinking Thigo as my brother. Thanks for respon 😘😘

So would this be in the future when Thiago’s older or now? And how old would you be?

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Champions - Neymar

(This is short, but I just wanted to post something Champions League related before it got to late xx)

“GOOOOOOOOAAAL!” I shouted as Neymar slipped the ball past Buffon and into the back of the net. The crowds of blue and red around me cheered and I watched as he ran towards the stands, the rest of his teammates following behind.

“Neymar!” I yelled out and waved my hands above my head. He looked up towards me and grinned. Pushing his way through the crowds of journalists, he approached where I was sitting in the crowds. He reached up to pull me closer to him and kissed me chastely. When he pulled back, my grin was almost bigger than his.

“I’m so proud of you, now go celebrate! I’ll meet you in the dressing rooms.“ I kissed him one more time on the cheek before waving him off. As Neymar rejoined his teammates on the pitch, they started their celebrations and the crowds were quick to join in with chants.

“Campeones, campeones. Olé, olé, olé!”

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As soon as the players started to leave the field, I collected my things and rushed out of the stands. All I wanted was to see Neymar. I knew how much this game meant to him and I just wanted to be able to celebrate with him. I turned the hallway and arrived at the entrance of the dressing rooms to see Dani and Rafinha.

“Congratulations guys!” I ran up to both of them excitedly and hugged them tightly. When I started dating Neymar, I ended up getting really close to the other Brazilians too. They were like older brothers to me. 

“Thanks (Y/N). Couldn’t have done it without your angry phone calls telling me to wake my ass up for training.” Rafinha smiled as he put his arm around me. “I’m sure Neymar is so anxious to see you. He should be coming soon.” I thanked both of them watched as they ran into the dressing room to join their teammates. The cheers from inside could’ve probably been heard from a mile away and I just shook my head and laughed.

Just as Rafinha said, Neymar appeared down the hallway a few minutes later. I couldn’t contain my excitement as I ran up to hug him. I let him rest his head on my shoulder and I felt him wrap his arms around my waist tightly.

When he pulled away, I noticed the tears forming in his eyes. Neymar was always an emotional person and I knew how much this meant to him.

“Stop, or you’re gonna make me cry too.” I joked as I reached up to wipe his face. I knew that would get a laugh out of him.

“Thank you for supporting me, for being here.” He said, slipping his arm around my waist again.

“I know what this means to you, I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” I smiled and kissed him one more time before we started making our way to the dressing room.

“So, how does it feel to be dating a European champion?”

“Depends, will I be able to hold the trophy?” Neymar paused for a second before rolling his eyes.

“Fine, you can.”

“Then I’d say dating a champion is pretty damn good.”

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Can u do imagine where you are doughter of messi, and barcelona win La Liga, and you go to the field with Thigo. Love you 😘. My name is Nevena. Sorry for bad english 😔

Hey, your English is very good :) I don’t think I can write this though, since Thiago is still a kid and I wouldn’t be comfortable with that. Sorry!

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Will you be able to do Thiago Silva imagine? If yes, please write something about hmmm maybe when he and (Y/N) are on honeymoon? You're such a good writer I really like your imagines, greetings xx

Thank you, and added!

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Could I have a cute Alvaro morata imagine where I'm good friends with the Real Madrid boys and when we have a FIFA function thing where everyone is at, they try and set me up with Alvaro morata (he now plays for juve)...

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Omg I hope u post an imagine soon!

I’ll try to finish some requests in the next few days xx

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Can u please do a mats imagine where you're a model and ur blonde and u and mats have a 4 year old boy that looks just like mats and a 1 year old girl that looks just like u and after a game ur daughter kind of just shows that she's sassy and mats is really cute with her Cus he's so tall and she's so small?!

I’ve already done an imagine with Mats and his kids after a match here!

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Please do a cute Neymar imagine that involves ur newborn son and ney being the cutest father ever

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Do you hava a masterlist?

Here and also link 4 on my sidebar xx

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Days Off - Sven Bender

“I’m fine, why can’t I just try running for a bit?” Sven drummed his fingers on the table impatiently and I shook my head.

“Sven, you have signs of a concussion. We can’t have you running around until we’re certain that you’re fine. You need rest. Now sit down.” He just sighed but sat down on the examination table.

It had been a few days since the incident. It was the match vs Bayern Munich and everything happened just a few minutes after halftime ended. Mitch had the ball after a Bayern attempt at a corner kick and he kicked it far up field. It looked like Sven was going to get it, but instead he ended up meeting Müller’s cleat instead. Since then, he had to get a few stitches and he was out of training for a while.

As the team’s doctor, I was put in charge of monitoring Sven’s condition. Needless to say, he wasn’t thrilled to be stuck in a room.

“So how much longer are you going to have to monitor me for?” I knew he was frustrated about not being able to play, and rightfully so. He was probably going to have to take things slow for another week at least, which was especially hard since we were nearing the end of the season. But his constant nagging was starting to get on my nerves.

“Until we’re certain that you’re stable again.” I replied simply. Sven didn’t seem to enjoy that answer and he groaned. 

“I feel fine, really. I can even prove it to you if you weren’t being so stubborn...” He trailed off. I crossed my arms over my chest and a scowl started to slip on my lips.

“Look I’m just trying to do my job, which is to make sure you’re healthy. If you think you’re okay and don’t want my help, then fine. You can go if you want.” I turned my back to him and waved him off.

Pretending to go through the paperwork on my desk, I waited to see what he would do. I heard him get down from the examination table and the door open and close.

I turned back around to see him gone. Did he really go to training? I plopped down in my chair and huffed. “Unbelievable...”

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I checked at the address on my phone to make sure I was at the right place before knocking on the door. I had noticed that Sven left his meds in my office so I decided to drop them off at his place. The club had provided me with the player’s addresses in case of emergencies but I never had to use them, until now. 

I wasn’t sure if I wanted to come, seeing that the last time the two of us talked it didn’t end too well. But before I could think twice, the door swung open and Sven looked at me with a raised eyebrow. “Dr. (Y/L/N), what are you doing here?”

I cleared my throat and waved the bottle of pills in front of him. “You forgot your meds when you stormed out so I thought I’d drop by.” I crossed my arms and glared, and by his flushed cheeks I could tell he was getting my message.

“Oh, I was looking for those. Thanks.” He gave me a weak smile and took the bottle, and we were left standing awkwardly silent for a moment.

“Do...do you want to come in?“ I hesitated to answer, and Sven sensed my reluctance. “Only for a few minutes. I mean you traveled all the way here, the least I could do is offer you a drink.”

I finally gave in and stepped into his house. It was simple, but still cozy. He had pictures of him and the team hung up on the walls, as well as pictures of his family. I observed the pictures as I followed him down the hallway and into the kitchen.

“I was making tea, are you good with that?” I nodded and watched intently as he moved around the kitchen. We didn’t say anything to each other until he set the cup of tea in front of me. 

“I’m sorry I acted like a douche today. i was just frustrated, mostly with myself. And I don’t even know what I was saying to be honest I mean you’re the professional, I should be listeni-”

“Sven, it’s fine, really.” I cut him off and smiled slightly. “I get it. It’s the most important time in the season and all you can do is sit and watch helplessly. It’s frustrating. But don’t worry, you aren’t the biggest drama queen I’ve ever dealt with so I forgive you.” I said with a smirk. He feigned hurt and scoffed.

“Hey! I wasn’t that dramatic.” I raised my eyebrow at him with a serious look on my face, but couldn’t help laugh when I saw the fake pout on his face. 

“Fine! Just get that stupid look off your face.” His pout turned into a smile and he took a sip from his tea.

“I’m gonna take your advice about the rest, by the way. I should just take things easy for now.”

“Good, you need it.” A calendar notification lit up my phone screen and reminded me of the time. “I should get going. There’s early training tomorrow, which I better not see you at.” I emphasized the last part of my statement and Sven just rolled his eyes. 

“Don’t worry, I was actually thinking about going into the city centre tomorrow. I haven’t had time to go there in a while.” He said as we walked towards the front door.

“That sounds nice. Just enjoy your time off, alright? I’m sure Klopp will kick your ass back into shape once your condition’s stable.” I laughed and opened the door. “Thanks for the tea, and I’ll see you Saturday for a check up?”

“Actually...” Sven looked down at the ground. “I was wondering if you wanted to come with me tomorrow? I know training ends early but the guys are all busy. It’s fine if you’re busy too though, I’d understand. This is lat-”

“You’re rambling again.” I cut him off. “I’m be happy to join you. So is this like a date then?” I asked jokingly. Sven’s eyes widened and his cheeks flushed.

“No! I just would rather spend the day with someone and i-”

“I know, I know, I just wanted to see you panic.” I said with a smirk and he sighed in relief.

“I’m already regretting this.” I scoffed, putting my hands up in defense.

“Hey! You’re the one who asked sooo you‘re just gonna have to deal with me.” I grinned at him and he just laughed.

“So I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Yeah. It’s a ‘date’, Bender.”

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Hi everyone! Sorry I’ve been away for so long, but thanks for waiting. I’ve just finished my exams and I’m probably gonna post a Champions League related imagine in the next few days, along with the request I’ve been working on and I’ll answer everything in my inbox too :)

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About the Sven or Lars imagine, I can't think of anything specific! You choose, you have amazing imagines anyway and I'm not creative haha

Thanks! And added :)