ꕤ synopsis- your ex deeply regrets breaking up with you.
ꕤ tags- hurt/comfort, naive reader, fluff at end, pet names
ꕤ A/N- I’m going on vacation so you guys might not see as many fics!! However this also means you might see some beach themed stuff soon!
Your eyes were blurred from tears welling in your eyes. All you could think about were his words, how much he had told you he loved you only for it to fall apart.
“I just don’t see it working out, long distance is hard.” He spoke like it hurt but you were too far gone to notice.
“I understand.” You lied, you didn’t understand but maybe you were just a naive teenager getting her heart broken by what she thought to be the love of her life.
~
It had been months since Gilberto broke up with you. You think about it more than you’d like to admit. You understood completely now, especially with Gilberto having to travel so often for matches, it just wouldn’t work out.
That’s why you were oh so confused to see a message from him one random afternoon. You couldn’t lie, your heart skipped a beat when you saw it. You hated yourself for it, months recovering only for one text message to bring all the pain back.
You left him on seen for the rest of the day, you navigated your phone cautiously, not wanting to accidentally click on anything. At first all of your friends told you to ignore him, so that’s what you tried to do.
The days passed with the notification sitting unanswered, your hurt overpowered your curiosity. You stayed strong until you saw that second text message pop up.
You clicked on it subconsciously, like you guys were still together.
You felt regret flood your system, not because you were upset at yourself for clicking on it but because you knew now that you read it you wouldn’t be able to resist him.
In the text he was apologizing, you sighed as you reread it for the fifth time. Your fingers hesitated over the letters as you thought on what to text, you knew at this point you were too far in.
You bit your cheek when you saw the small texting bubble pop up.
You bit your nail in anticipation for what else he was going to say. You suddenly felt your heart beat faster at what he said.
“Please answer. I don’t think I can do much longer without you.”
You tried thinking back on when you broke up, on how hurt you were but it all felt small now that Gilberto was begging for you back.
“Gilberto you broke with me.”
“I know baby and I regret it so much.”
You could already feel the tears start to pack in your eyes at the sound of your old nickname.
You didn’t want to text anymore, you felt like huddling in a blanket and crying yourself to sleep.
It was almost like Gilberto could read your mind, he called you the second you put your phone down, you answered doubtfully.
You could tell he was in his room. There was a small light brightening the room, just enough to see his face clearly.
“Gil-“
“I miss you so much.”
He spoke before you could say anything, you instantly felt your heart drop, you knew you were gone. Your tears fell silently, you didn’t want him to know you were crying.
“I miss you too.”
You could feel the disappointment through the screen when you saw he noticed you were crying.
“Please don’t- I will show up right at your doorstep if that’ll make you feel better.”
All Gilberto needed was a few words and he was out of his house, on the way to yours.
You tried thinking back on the bad moments, you knew you shouldn’t but seeing him begging for you changed something inside of you.
Before you could even think you heard a knock on your door. The moment you opened it you were engulfed in Gilberto’s hug.
The hug brought back memories you had forgotten you had.
The simple smell of him comforted you.
“I won’t leave you again.”
He whispered just loud enough so you could hear. It was a promise.
Hiii! Could I request some fluff with Hormiga maybe him teaching his crush how to play football. ❤️❤️
Practice!!
Armando Gonzales x F!Reader
ꕤ synopsis- literally the ask
ꕤ tags- fluff, mutual pining, oblivious reader, slight suggestive at the end?
ꕤ A/N- this ask was soo cute, I had a fun time writing it!! Also I might start writing dialogue in Spanish??? Idk it’s calling to me
“This is the third time I’m showing you!” Armando whines, kicking the ball up into his hands.
“Well maybe show it slower?” You complain, huffing loud enough for him to hear.
“Maybe you should pay better attention?” He banters while giving you a sly grin.
He drops the ball onto his foot, bouncing it from one foot to the other. You watch closely, trying to commit the move to memory but you can’t help and forget everything once he turns to look back at you.
“Got it?” He asks before passing the ball to you, he’s only met with a clueless look.
“Come on, try it at least. You’re the one who wanted me to teach you.” He scoffs while you roll your eyes in complaint.
You try bouncing the ball repeatedly but all you could manage was two passes to each foot. You look down in disappointment before turning to look back up at Armando.
“Hey, it's progress!” He exclaims, trying to cheer you up.
“Yeah yeah, whatever, I’m sick of this.”
“We’ve barely started.”
“Let’s continue this tomorrow, no?”
“Only if you let me take you out to eat?”
You pretend to think for a moment before nodding your head in agreement, how could you say no to him?
“Yeah yeah, but you’re driving, mkay?” You take his wrist and drag him back into the shade where all of your belongings were. He was glad you were looking away because he was sure you would’ve noticed how red his face got from you just dragging him away.
“When do you ever drive when I’m here?” He chuckled.
“Well you always offer.”
“Of course, that’s what gentlemen do.”
“Oh so now all of a sudden you’re a gentleman?”
—
It felt like you could banter for hours with Armando, talking just came naturally to you two. Every so often someone would break the chatter between the two of you and you’d have to break back to reality.
This time, it was only the two of you, this meant you guys talked all throughout the ride and until your food got there. The waiter brought out the food, looking slightly apologetic for interrupting your meaningless conversation. Your eyes instantly lit up at the sight of food infront of you, it was clear to Armando how much that practice had taken out of you.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you that happy before.”
“Food brings out a different side of me.”
“Noted.”
You both set off to eat, your conversation had halted for the moment while you both finished your dishes. You thought you caught Armando staring at you multiple times but you brushed it off to be your conscious playing games with you.
Once you finished, you couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief at your fulfilled hunger.
“That was delicious! We should do this more often.”
You looked up to see Armando looking slightly disappointed, you felt a wave of concern cross you.
“Armando?”
He quickly looks up, he smiles when he sees you but all you can do is wonder if it was real or not.
“Hm?” He questioned, you quickly snap out of your trance realizing you were staring right at him.
“You looked sad.” Your words came out more like a statement when you meant it to be a question. He quickly shook his head in disagreement.
“No no no- sorry, I was thinking about something.”
You give him an understanding look before staring down at his finished plate.
“We should go, it’s getting dark.”
“Yeah- right!” Armando stood up, the air between you two felt awkward and you couldn’t understand why. You both made your way to the front where Armando insisted on paying, then you walked to the car. You could tell something was bothering him but you didn’t want to pry.
The car ride was predominantly quiet, a contrast to earlier in the day. Armando played music to fill the overbearing silence but a sense of pressure still filled the air. You tried talking once he reached your home.
“Armando, are you sure you’re okay?”
“Was it the training? Did I do something wrong?” The words rushed out your mouth, your head instantly crowding with unwanted and cautious thoughts.
“No no- you’re perfect-, I mean,” he sighs while avoiding your gaze. He was lucky it was dark out or you would’ve seen how red his ears were.
“I know I’m not the best at football, you don’t have to keep teaching me if you don’t want to.”
“No, I want to, it’s just-“ he peaked over at you, a guilty expression on your face.
“I like you.” His words came out quick, he stayed quiet as he studied your expression. The more you stay silent the more regret he felt.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say it that way-“
“I like you too Armando, more than normal.” You both looked at each other for a while before you both burst into wide smiles.
“You’re not playing with me?” He asked, he just wanted confirmation.
“Why would I joke about this?” You laughed a little while studying his face, you wanted to know what exactly was going on through his head at this moment.
“So I’ll see you tomorrow?” You asked while cocking your head to the side, your hand was already opening the car door. He nodded eagerly before responding.
“Wait.”
“Hm?”
Before you could form a thought, you felt Armando’s hands cup your face before pulling you into a kiss.
It felt comforting at first, like a long time finally coming. You gasped when he slid his tongue in between your lips, the kiss escalated to something more hungry before you broke it.
“I have to go, Armando.” You stated with a grin on your face, he wanted more but he understood.
When you reached your doorstep you waved to say bye to him before walking in. You’d never tell him about the small celebration you saw him do in his car.
Hiiii love ur writing sooo much! Could u write anything for Brian? I’d be happy with anything ❤️
My girl is a lawyer! (Kinda)
Brian Gutierrez x F!reader
ꕤ synopsis- You’re an up and coming lawyer but your boyfriend can’t stand being without you.
ꕤ tags- fem reader, clingy Brian, established relationship, whiny Brian, pet names, not proofread, slightly suggestive at the end?
ꕤ A/N- I MIGHTTTT do a 2nd part to this with smut… IDK YET. Either way I love Brian so send more requests for him!!
You followed a tight schedule most days. You woke up early in the morning, usually leaving your boyfriend, Brian, in bed alone. He complained but he understood, after all being a law student was no joke.
Your usual schedule usually went like this: you’d wake up around six in the morning, sneak out of bed being careful not to wake Brian, take a small breakfast to eat on your way to class, and think about all the stuff you learned yesterday.
Some days your boyfriend tries to get up early to at least catch a glimpse of you before you disappear until about midday. Unfortunately, his training schedule makes it very hard to stay up. He has to take advantage of rest when he can and you’ve explained that to him.
This time, when you were hurrying to class, you got a text from him. Usually you tried to ignore texts on your way to class since it disrupted your recall process on whatever you did the day before but you knew you wouldn’t be able to focus until after you checked whatever he’d sent you.
You reluctantly took out your phone and checked your text messages.
“Baby I thought you didn’t have classes today?”
You could already envision the disappointed look on his face and it only made you feel bad.
“Tomorrow I don’t have class, today I do.”
You quickly shoved your phone back in your pocket, thinking that was the end of the conversation. You were a little surprised when you heard your phone ring, you sighed before picking it back up and to no one’s surprise, you saw Brian’s name plastered over your phone screen.
“What happened?”
You called out to your phone, you saw Brian was still in bed, laying down while calling you.
“You can’t miss a day of class can you?”
He asked but he already knew the response, you smiled softly.
“You already know the answer to that baby.”
“It doesn’t hurt to try though.”
You went out of frame as you shuffled through your bag, trying to find your ID to let you in the building.
“Look, I only have two classes today, I’ll be home early.”
“Yeah but by that time I’ll be at practice.”
He whined and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes playfully.
“You’re so whiny.”
“Only for you.”
You stare at him for a bit before talking.
“I have to go.”
You hear him sigh over the phone.
“Yeah, okay.”
“I love you.”
“I love you more.”
—
Class went by like normal, the professor talked way too quickly but by this point you were used to it.
You rushed out of that classroom, when you got outside you saw the sun was still in the sky, but you could tell it would start setting soon.
Your way back home was peaceful, the air was filled with a calming breeze that you couldn’t feel during the morning. You thought back and recalled what you had learned today but your mind was stuck on your boyfriend's sad look this morning.
When you got home the house was empty, you kicked your uncomfortable shoes off at the door and placed down your bag by the couch.
You went straight to your bedroom to lay down for a bit, you huddled up with your boyfriend's pillow before taking your phone out.
You doomscrolled for a bit before you heard the door creak open.
“Baby?” Brian yelled, you felt a wave of confusion hit you. Brian usually didn’t get home until a few hours after you did. He walked into the bedroom before you could respond. All he could do was collapse onto you.
“You’re home early?” You laughed before wrapping your arms around him.
“I told the coach I wasn’t feeling well.”
“Brian!” You playfully hit his arm causing giggles to erupt from both you and him.
“What? I really did feel sick, I don’t think I could’ve lasted another hour without seeing you.” He dragged his head to rest along your neck. You only reached your hands up to fiddle with his hair. You sighed as he left small kisses along your neck.
He pushed himself up to lay his head more comfortably against your chest, his hands wandered under your sweater before hugging you.
“So you don’t have to get up early tomorrow?” He asked, you shook your head.
“Nope, I’m all yours for the rest of today and tomorrow.”
He simply smiled when hearing that.
He looked up at you before kissing your neck again. You wrapped your hands around his head while his mouth worked on your neck.
heyy!! i was wondering if you could do something for gilberto mora? anything, honestly :)))
SFW alphabet!
Gilberto Mora x Gn!Reader
ꕤ synopsis- in the title
ꕤ tags- fluff, that’s about it
ꕤ A/N- I’m on a writing spree, two fics (kinda?) back to back!! Also happy graduation to Gil! (Might write a fic on that?)
A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
He’s very shy showing affection in public, he feels like everyone’s watching him. However, when you're both alone he can get surprisingly clingy. He’s most comfortable holding your hand in public, anything after that gets him a little embarrassed. I do imagine he loves cuddling, especially after a rough match, just for comfort.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
I think he’d be the type of friend you could talk to about mostly everything. He really doesn’t judge so it’s easy to talk to him. I think the friendship would start mostly with you both just talking about random stuff and then it would escalate.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
I think he’s very gentle when it comes to cuddling, I think he prefers to do it when you’re both distracted with something like watching a movie. I think he would prefer being big spoon but if you really want him to, he’ll switch. I also think he likes it a lot when you lay on his chest, it’s just the best way for him to get a full look at you.
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
I mean, he’s 17 so I doubt he’s thinking about that yet. It might be one of his goals for later in life though. He’s probably not the best at cooking but he’s decent at cleaning, he just doesn’t do it that often. He’ll try making you food if you ask, just don’t expect anything too extravagant.
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
He’d be very gentle, he would try to make it as least hurtful for you. He’s not the type of person to engage in drama so he’d do the best to end it on good terms. I feel he’d probably do it in person to try and talk everything out thoroughly.
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
Again he’s 17, probably not thinking about getting married anytime soon. However, I do think it would take him a while to fully commit. He just wants to make sure you’re the one, stuff like that takes time. With his busy schedules he probably won’t have time to see you everyday so it might take even longer.
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
I wouldn’t say he’s extremely gentle but definitely on the gentler side. I feel he’s pretty tough physically, he trains a lot so he's probably used to falling down/being hit. Mentally I think he’s stronger than most people think but if he’s close to you he’ll feel a lot safer being vulnerable with you.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
He doesn’t do it too much in public unless you’re direct family. He also probably doesn’t enjoy them that much if he’s not familiar with the person. Other than that I feel like he likes them a decent amount.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
Again, I feel like it takes him awhile. He wants to make sure you’re the one plus I also feel he would get very embarrassed and shy out from doing it. When he does say it and you reciprocated it he probably feels a lot safer saying it more often.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
I actually think he’d get pretty jealous. I don’t think he’d do anything huge about it but he’ll definitely make it known in someway. It might be how his eyes look at the person or he might even just turn a bit sassy.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
He’s very gentle with you, mostly because he doesn’t want to ruin anything you guys have. I believe he loves giving you forehead kisses. I also think that if you kiss him somewhere, he’d feel the need to kiss you in that same place to make it even. (I actually have a fic based on this?) Anyway I think he’d like to be kissed on his cheek, it makes him blush.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
He’s not too far off from being one so he probably knows how to talk to them. He knows a bit about what’s trending so he can probably make funny conversations with them.
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
Very lazy, probably cuddling while scrolling through social media. If you guys get hungry he might order food or go out to get some. Either way if neither of you have anything to do you’ll probably stay in bed till midday, especially if he’s tired from practice.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
He’s a nightowl, he might stay up playing a game with you or maybe even just watching a movie until you both doze off. He’ll buy lots of snacks to keep you guys entertained while you do a whole lot of nothing.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
I definitely think he waits, he doesn’t want to get too vulnerable too quickly. I feel like he’ll start revealing stuff once you do because he feels like if you trust him enough to do so then he can do the same. He’ll reveal stuff one at a time, maybe scatter it around conversations if it comes up.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
I think he could get angry quickly but it doesn’t last very long, it’s also probably not that intense. If anything, he probably gets the most angry on the field than anywhere else. If he ever gets mad at you for a stupid reason, he’ll feel really bad and he’ll try to do a lot of stuff to make it up to you.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
I think that at the moment he would forget, especially when he needs to remember it the most. However, he’ll suddenly remember hours later and he’ll get mad at himself for it. Deep down he does remember, it just doesn’t come to him at the right times.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
Any moment where you’re both just talking about random stuff. It makes him feel comfortable that you guys don’t need to have a topic of conversation for you guys to just get along. Also I think he loves the moments where you two can just be vulnerable without consequences or judgement.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
I do feel like he’s somewhat protective, especially around his teammates. I think his way of protecting you would be to just walk away or to deescalate as best as possible. He’ll definitely talk bad about it once you’re away though. He doesn’t mind being protected, especially if it’s out of jealousy. That’s probably one of the easiest ways to make him amused.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
As much as he can, he doesn’t want you to think he’s not trying in the relationship. He puts a lot of thought into gifts, he thinks back on stuff you’ve told him about and he tries to base it off that. Same with dates, he goes for something he knows you’ll be excited about. He doesn’t want to take you places/buy you gifts based off of what everyone else is doing.
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
Overthinking, he’s definitely a little insecure about your relationship at first. This also means he’ll be very jealous at first, once he starts spending longer time with you and his trust grows, it goes down from there.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
Not too concerned but if you two go out together he definitely wants to make sure he looks presentable. He doesn’t care much about his looks on the field though, he just wants to look good for you.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
Definitely, especially if you’ve been dating for a while. Expect a lot of phone calls and text messages if he’s out on a tournament. He calls you every night to see if you’ve watched his game, plus also just for encouragement from you.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
He’ll send you random pictures of stuff he finds and tell you it reminds him of you. It could be something completely random that you have no correlation to.
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
Arguing just for fun, I imagine he tries to have a very drama free life and he would like it if you picked arguments just for the fun of it. It would also make him very insecure about your relationship and he just wouldn’t feel comfortable about it.
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
Night owl, he’s the most online at night. He might be texting or calling you while scrolling through social media or he might just be looking through old photos.
I love your writing so much! I was hoping you would be willing to write a fluff oneshot for Memo, Armando, and Acevedo where they show their jealous side. I love a jealous man 𓏲ּ𝄢
Am I too crazy?
Memo Ochoa x F!Reader, Carlos Acevedo x F!Reader, Armando Gonzales x F!Reader (separate)
ꕤ tags- Fluff, suggestive if you squint, alcohol & cigarettes mentioned in Memos fic,
ꕤ A/N- This was fun to write, I also love me a jealous man ;)
Memo Ochoa x Reader
ꕤ- reader gets hit on by a man at the bar
The bar smelled of alcohol and cigarettes, the strong smells flooded your nose. You were chatting with some of your friends while your husband, Memo, was eyes distance away, talking with his friends.
Usually you both stayed close for these types of hangouts, you both felt calmer when you were both right next to each other. However, this time, his friends wanted to play pool.
Your friends were chatting about whatever nonsense was trending at the moment, you weren’t paying too much attention but you were caught off guard when you felt a tap on your shoulder.
You turned around to see a tallish man standing right behind you. You could tell the man carried himself with confidence, it simply amused you.
“What’s a pretty girl like you doing here all alone?” The man’s speach was slurred, making it known he was atleast a little tipsy.
“I have a husband.” You responded with ease, it wasn’t everyday you got hit on by men but it happened enough for it to not be out of the blue when it happend. It got a whole lot easier scaring them off once you married Memo.
“Don’t worry sweetheart, he doesn’t have to know.” The man leaned up against the table, at this point he was far too close for comfort. You backed up, trying to make more space between you and the man only to feel yourself bump into someone.
You weren’t surprised when you turned to look up and saw Memo. You both had been stealing glances at each other all night, all he needed was an excuse to come up to you.
“Who doesn’t have to know?” Memos voice sounded angrier than usual. He wrapped an arm around your waist as if to hold you away from the man. You heard the strange man exhale deeply while backing away.
“My bad.” You heard the man speak reluctantly, the man left but memos expression didn’t. You can’t help but smile.
“Don’t tell me you got jealous of that man.” You turn your head to look up at him, you both lock eyes.
“Well what, he can’t see your ring or something?” He scoffs, tucking your hair behind your ear. Your amusement only grows at his reaction. He takes your hand in his before kissing you.
“Come on.” He says while leading you out of the bar, one of his hands was still wrapped around your waist.
“Where are we going?”
“Home, I’m about done with this party.”
Carlos Acevedo x Reader
ꕤ- reader sees her male friend after a long time
The city was calm for a Friday, it was still early in the morning so there were only a few people out. You and your boyfriend Carlos were walking back home after getting something to eat.
You both had your hands intertwined and the walk was going peacefully quiet.
You would occasionally start babbling about random stuff when all of a sudden, you felt a light tap on your shoulder.
It was fair to say you were more than surprised when you turned around and saw one of your best friends since high school. He was taller than you remembered but his features were all the same.
You both instantly hugged each other, being happy to see each other since so long. You both had long since parted ways after high school, he had moved out into another country. Carlos stayed put behind you.
“I’m so glad to see you!” The man smiled, you smiled back. After the hug ended one of his hands stayed on your shoulder.
“Same! It’s been so long.” You responded, you were about to speak more when you suddenly felt Carlos place his hands on your hips. He leaned down to whisper something in your ear but you could tell he said it loud enough for your friend to hear.
“We have to go.” He spoke bluntly.
“Who’s this?” Your friend asked, you could tell he had an annoyed look on his face.
“My boyfriend.” You tried smiling but the tension only made you feel awkward.
“Oh- I knew you wouldn’t stay single for long.” Your friend responded, you couldn’t tell if you heard a bratty tone in his voice or if you were just being paranoid.
Your friend let out a small laugh before shrugging off.
“I won’t keep you any longer. Seems you’ve got places to be.” He smiles before walking off. You can only stare at Carlos.
“Hm?” He looks back at you.
“What was that?” You whine, his hand wraps around you as you continue walking home.
“What was what?”
“That whole interaction!?”
He simply shrugged.
“He was being a little touchy.”
“He’s my friend Carlos.”
“Too touchy for a friend.”
“You probably scared him off!”
“Let’s hope.”
Armando Gonzales x Reader
ꕤ- Armando sees you wearing a jersey of the opposing team before his match
The stadium was rippling with cheers and applause as the teams came out to warm up.
You quickly took a seat, trying to catch a glance at your boyfriend. Apparently, he seemed to find you before you found him. You heard your phone ding with a new text message.
“What are you doing?”
Armando texted, you couldn’t help but smile as you feigned confusion.
“What do you mean baby?”
You texted back before looking up off your phone, trying to find Armando. His head was down and you saw him texting very passionately, you couldn’t help but let out a breathy laugh as you checked your phone again.
“That jersey. Why do you have it on?”
You looked up off your phone only to see him staring right at you.
“My friend gave it to me, I couldn’t find anything to wear.” You couldn’t help but smile as you texted.
“Baby you could’ve told me, I’ll give you whichever one of my jerseys you want.”
You looked up again to see Armando still texting, it was hard to not be at least a little amused.
“Go take it off for me.”
“I don’t have anything to change into though.”
“Ill take my jersey off right now and give it to you.”
“Come on it’s fine, the games about to start anyway.”
“No no no, come down here I’ll give you mine.”
“Ugh Armando you’re so dramatic, what are you going to wear then?”
“There’s extra jerseys in the changing room, meet me at the bathroom.”
You looked up to see Armando brush his teammates off as he ran back into the stadium, you only rolled your eyes before standing up from your seat and walking to the bathroom.
When you made it, Armando was standing right there. He was holding his jersey in his hands and all he had on was his long sleeved undershirt.
“Are you trying to make me jealous?” He said before handing you his jersey, you simply shrugged.
“I won't leave until you take it off.” You rolled your eyes playfully before walking and changing inside of the bathroom. You walked out to see Armando waiting patiently for you.
“See, wasn’t hard, was it baby?” He gives you a kiss on the cheek before running off, back into the field.
can I request of Carlos Acevedo x gf where reader is tired after a long day
Tired Kisses
Carlos Acevedo x F!Reader
ꕤ synopsis- Carlos takes care of you after a tiring day.
ꕤ tags- Fluff, established relationship, forehead kisses
ꕤ A/N- I love writing for this man sm
The sun was almost set when you stepped foot inside your home.
Your shoes were dirty from the mud that was lathered outside thanks to the storm that reigned last night, you sighed as you kicked them off.
“Baby?” Carlos yelled from your shared bedroom. Your whole day had gone wrong and at this point, you only wanted comfort from your boyfriend.
You shuffled towards the bedroom, you wanted to take a shower but at this point you weren’t really sure if you had enough strength left in you.
You were a little surprised to find the bedroom door wide open. Carlos was sitting up, looking straight at you. He had a movie playing on the TV, which you weren’t surprised to see from your cenophile of a boyfriend.
“You look tired.” He stated softly, you heard a hint of concern in his tone. Still, this only made you feel worse.
“Gee thanks.” You say sarcastically.
“I mean it, what happened today?” He gets up from the bed and walks to you, placing his hands against your face.
“Too much.” You respond flatly while subconsciously leaning against his hands.
“Have you eaten?” He scratches your neck soothingly while keeping his focus on you. He nods when you shake your head.
“I’ll go get us some food while you shower, how does that sound baby?” He smiles when he sees you nod in agreement.
“Just don’t take too long mkay?” You whine and he kisses your forehead in response.
“You know I won’t.”
—
When you step inside the shower, a wave of relief instantly passes you. The water was hot, easing all of your tense muscles nicely. The bathroom steamed up quickly and the foggy atmosphere only made you feel more relaxed.
A few seconds after you got out of the shower, you heard Carlos opening the main door. You could hear your stomach growl as you remembered he was coming back with food. Thanks to the hectic day you had, you completely disregard eating until now.
You changed quickly, making sure to put on comfy and light clothes, a stark contrast from the annoying outfit you had on today. You opened the bedroom door to see Carlos placing the bag of take out food, which you could tell was one of your favorites, out on the table.
The smell of the delicious food instantly clogged your nostrils, instantly making your stomach growl again.
“Baby?” You call out to him, he instantly looks back at you and when he sees you’ve showered, he smiles.
“Hope I didn’t keep you waiting for too long.”
You shake your head.
“You didn’t.” You slowly approach him, your legs still tired from the day. He tucks your hair behind your ear before giving you a kiss on the forehead.
“Did the shower make you feel better?”
“Mhm.” You lean your forehead against his chest and he only plays with your hair.
“Come on, let's eat.” He kisses your hairline before you both sit down on the table. The food tasted better than usual, you guessed it was because you were so hungry. You finished your plate at the same time Carlos did, which was surprising considering how quickly he ate.
“Are you sleepy?” He asked before standing up.
“More than sleepy.” You state, your eyelids felt heavy.
“Let’s get you to bed.” He scoops you up into his arms, you let out a groan and all you could hear was his laugh.
“Come on, I can walk!” You tried to speak loudly but you couldn’t find enough energy to do so.
“Really? When you came out of the room you looked like you were about to tumble down.” He chuckled while you rolled your eyes.
“Plus I know you secretly love this.” He whispers close to your ear.
“What? Being carried around everywhere?” You subconsciously lean your head against his shoulder.
“Mhm.”
He opens your bedroom door and plops you down on the bed, you sit up while he undoes it. When he’s finished, you quickly get under the blankets while he turns the lights off.
“Comfy?”
“I’ll be comfier when you lay down.” You state bluntly, causing him to smile at you. When he lays down next to you, you can feel the bed sink thanks to his weight.
You basically gravitate towards him while he wraps an arm around you. You snuggle against him as he holds you closer. He sighs comfortably and you look up at him, giving him a soft smile.
He can’t help but give you a peck on the lips.
“Come on baby, go to sleep.” He whispers gently, his arms wrap around you as he pulls you towards his chest.
Holii podías escribir sobre gil mora tipo una relación romántica así bn tierna y adolescente? JJDJDJS plss y tenkiuu 😭
Cheek kisses!
Gilberto Mora x F!Reader
ꕤ synopsis- Gil helps you braid your hair while in your room.
ꕤ tags- fluff, established relationship, reader is a teen,
ꕤ A/N- Espero que te guste!! Amo a Morita, manden más requests de él porfis!!!
“Do you even know what you’re doing?” You ask, your head turning slightly over your shoulder to look at him.
“Well yeah, I’m braiding your hair!” Gil states, his hands were all tangled up in your hair. You roll your eyes at his response, hiding a grin.
“I know that, do you know how to braid hair?” You turn your head back to face the wall, you stare at the posters that adorned your room.
“I mean not fully but, many say I’m a fast learner?” You hear a laugh escape him as he gently brushes his fingers through your hair.
“You better not mess up my hair!” You half yell, you can see Gilberto’s smug face through the mirror.
“And don’t give me that look!” You whine, he only laughs in response.
“You know I work hard to keep my hair looking nice.” You rest your head against your hand while he tries to loop your strands of hair around each other.
“Hey I do too!”
You roll your eyes at his response. A small moment of silence passes as you feel him gently play with your hair. You look over at your window and see a small glimpse of moonlight peeking out the blinds.
You felt a certain pull towards Gil that you didn’t feel towards anyone else. Even if you wanted to get mad at him for messing up your hair, you couldn’t.
“What’re you think about, baby?” He asked while trying to tie up your braid, it didn’t look the best but you could tell that he tried.
“You. What else?” You tease, already knowing it would make him blush.
“Hm you like me that much?” He banters back, his cheeks warm.
“Well I wouldn’t be dating you if I didn’t.” You turn your head to look back at him, a grin painted on your face. Before he can say anything you plant a kiss on his cheek.
“You know I have to make it even now, right?” He states before holding your cheek close to his lips to give you a kiss.
“That’s not where I gave you yours.”
“Then where did you give me mine?” He asks.
“On the cheek.” You exclaim.
“Is that not where I gave you a kiss on?”
“Nope, you kissed my cheekbone.” You complain.
“Is that not the same thing?”
“Nope!”
“It’s got the word cheek in it though!” He reasons.
“Just give me another kiss!” You whine and he obliges, how could he say no to you anyway? He gently kisses your cheek. This time, his lips land closer to your nose, you deem it acceptable.
“Does that mean you have to give me a kiss on my cheekbone now?” He questions, his grin was wider than ever. You sigh reluctantly before obliging.
“See, that wasn’t too bad!” He wraps his arms around your waist.
“I’m gagging.” You tease before he pulls you down onto the bed with him.
hi! could you write about memo x soccer player!reader, both playing in the world cup while also growing a crush on each other? it could be headcanons, one shot, etc. , it doesn’t matter. thank you!
Summer Heat
Memo Ochoa x Soccerplayer!reader
ꕤ synopsis- literally what the ask is
ꕤ tags- mutual pining, fluff, kinda oblivious reader, Gn!reader, not proofread, pet names?
ꕤ A/N- this one took me awhile! Mostly because I was devastated by Mexicos loss :(( It’s okay though!! I have so much hope for next time
You could feel the sweat drip down your forehead as you baked in the sweltering summer heat.
You loved the summer but sometimes you just couldn’t resist the heat. It didn’t help at all the fact that you were out running laps with all of your friends and teammates. You had all decided to run drills together since you all had some important matches coming up, however now you were all heavily regretting doing it on probably the hottest day of the week.
When you all finally decided the heat was just unbearable, you all agreed to go home for the day. You ran up to the bleachers where you had all left your stuff, you grabbed your water bottle and sat down for a second, taking a break.
As you were wiping your sweat away you heard a small chatter with with some of the people farther to you. Before you could come up with a thought about what they could’ve been talking about, your friend sneaked up on you.
“Are you tired?” They asked you.
“Are you not?” You responded while keeping an eye on the now empty field.
“Well yeah, but we all wanted to go out to eat after this, you wanna come?” Your friend smiled gleefully, sitting down next to you. You thought about it for a little before answering.
“I’d rather not, the heat is making me feel nauseous, I’d rather eat later.” You lied. Your friend instantly frowned.
“Are you sure?”
You nodded before your friend stood up.
“Alright, feel better.”
You felt a little guilty for lying but you knew if you spent any longer under the sun, you would get annoying quickly.
You started putting your stuff away into your bag, you didn’t realize everyone had left until you were done packing your stuff away. You sighed before standing up and walking down the bleachers.
You stopped at the bathroom before leaving, all that water you were drinking really gave you the need to use it.
You grabbed one of the paper towels to dry your sweat before walking out.
That’s when you saw him. He popped out of the corner when you were making a turn. You both clashed for a second before he apologized.
“Shit- sorry, I should’ve watched where I was going.” You responded, you couldn’t lie, you were a little intimidated. The man was tall with curly hair and you’ve very much have seen him training today.
“It’s my fault really, I was rushing.” The man shook his head at your response. You were surprised at how he was acting, you knew he was a goal keeper because you could see the gloves hanging out of his bag. Usually, most football players were stuck up, the fact he was apologizing just confused you.
“You’re- goalkeeper, right?” You ask hesitantly, he simply nodded his head in response.
“Yeah, could you tell?” He looked at you amused.
“I saw the gloves is all.”
“What position do you play?”
“I’m a striker.” Your words came out quickly, you weren’t sure what about this man made you so nervous.
“Ah yeah I think I saw you at training today.”
“Really?” This confused you, usually you tried not to stick out during training.
“Yeah, you play good.” He cheered, you could feel your cheeks heat up for a moment.
“It was nice meeting you.” He responded before you could say anything else. You nodded,
“Likewise!” As you both started to walk away he suddenly turned back.
“What was your name?” He yelled, after you told him your name, he yelled back that his name was Memo.
—
The next day at training you saw him again. You were more than thankful that the day was no where near as hot as the last training day. Especially because every time you looked at Memo your cheeks seemed to heat up.
“You really should’ve came to eat the other day, we all missed you!” Your friend complained while running next to you.
“It’s your fault for wanting to train on one of the hottest days of the week!” You rebuttled, your friend was about to respond but stopped when they noticed their teammate looking at them. Instead they simply rolled their eyes at you.
The training went on as normal, your teammates congratulated you for your plays, which made you feel much more confident.
Right when you were walking back up to the bleachers is when you saw him again. This time, he was approaching you.
He calls your name and you look up at him.
“You played well today.” He states,
“You were watching me?” You tease, letting a small smirk paint your face.
“It’s hard not to.”
You raise an eyebrow at his response.
“What do you mean by that?”
“You’re captivating.” He grins while sitting down next to you. You laugh at his response, mostly to hide your nerves.
“I could say the same about you.” Before he can respond, one of your friends interrupts the conversation.
“Are you going to-“ your friend stops mid sentence when they see Ochoa next to you. They grin before shaking their head.
“Actually- just forget it!” They chuckle before walking away. You wait a little before turning back to look at Memo.
“Sorry I don’t know what she’s on about.” You apologize, you already knew what your friend was assuming about you two.
“I don’t mind. Actually, I wanted to talk to you about training” He speaks bluntly as you turn to look at him.
“What about it?”
“Well, I’d say we’re both pretty good. What do you say we train together hm?” His question took you by surprise.
“Let’s wait for everyone to leave so we can practice.” You agree quickly enough to amuse him.
After everyone leaves you both head back into the field. You both decide to practice penalty shots, you would shoot and memo would guard.
As the training went on you noticed how much you were laughing, you usually weren’t one to have so much fun during practice but all of Memos comments seemed to push all of your seriousness away for a moment.
You both concluded your shared practice after the sun set. The sky wasn’t fully dark yet but it was definitely on the way there.
“Thank you Memo, you’re fun to be around.” You say while you both make your way towards the exit.
“Let’s do it more then.” He cheered while opening the door for you.
“Mind telling me your phone number?” He asks, you can hear the small hesitation in his tone. You hurriedly end his doubt by nodding your head and agreeing. After exchanging contact information, you both leave the training sight.
—
That next morning felt the laziest out of the rest. You woke up late with the sun trying to peak out from under your curtains. You were glad to have a break day in between practice, you already trained extra with Memo so you felt no guilt in sleeping in.
You groggily rub your eyes before going to check your phone. Your phone’s brightness instantly blinded you, you shot the brightness down only to see a text from your one and only Memo.
“Are you busy today?”
The text was only sent a few minutes ago, your mood instantly brightened up at seeing his text.
“Nope, why’re you asking??”
You saw his text bubble show up then disappear, after a minute, he responded.
“Would you like to go out to dinner?”
You could feel your heartbeat speed up at his text message, you found yourself typing then deleting you messages. Everything you thought of saying felt too much and too little at the same time.
“I’d love to”
You closed your eyes before sending the message, you wanted to throw your phone out your window. It felt strange, you felt like a highschool student all over again, talking to their crush for the first time. You weren’t even sure if you could call Memo your crush, you barely knew him.
“Awesome, I’ll pick you up at 8?”
You could feel your fingers shaking as you read the message, you couldn’t think of anything to say so you simply hearted the message. The thought of Memo taking you out on a date to eat felt almost overwhelming.
You laid face down on your bed, thinking of what to wear. You didn’t want to look like you were trying too hard, after all he was only your friend.
You started getting ready early, you checked your small conversation with him every few minutes, like you couldn’t believe it. You took extra time in the shower and by the time you were done, you felt the most fixed up you’ve felt in a while.
You sat in your living room, you tried distracting yourself by scrolling on the internet but your mind was somewhere else entirely. When you finally got a text from him, you almost felt your heart jump out of your hands.
“I’ll be there in five, I’m excited to see you!”
You were checking the time every other second, you weren’t exactly sure why you were so anxious. When you finally heard a knock on the door, you tried your best to stand up and to look as pulled together as you could.
He was behind the door, fixing his collar just a bit before you opened the door. Right when he saw you he felt his cheeks warm up.
“It’s nice to see you outside of your jersey.” He smiled shyly at you, you did the same.
“Where are we going?” You ask as he leads you to his car, he opened the door, letting you in.
“Nowhere too fancy, you don’t seem like that type of person.”
—
He ended up taking you to a local restaurant, you couldn’t lie, you were entertained talking to him.
Even when you didn’t have football in front of you to help make conversation, he knew how to talk to you.
When you both finished your food, he paid and you both left. The car ride felt just as entertaining as the dinner, the whole time you felt your heart was beating a few seconds too fast. You almost felt disappointed when you reached your house.
“Thank you for the day Memo, I like being around you.” You state, he only smiled.
“I tried, you deserve the best after all.” You could feel a sense of sorrow in the air. To make the moment longer, he insisted on walking you inside.
The wind outside was cold, the night was always a huge contrast to the day weather wise.
“It’s easy to talk to you.” You say while opening your front door.
“It’s easy to listen to you.” He responds confidently.
“Let’s do this again Memito.”
“Memito?” He grins, amused.
“You don’t like the nickname?” You smile.
“I never said that.” He smiles back, the yells of the cicadas fill the silence. He can only freeze when he sees you approach him slowly. Your hand cups his cheek slowly before giving him a kiss on the cheek.
can I request some Memo ochoa fluff 🥺🥺 he's my favorite
Movie Night
Memo Ochoa x Gn!Reader
ꕤ Synopsis- you and Memo share a movie night, by the end of it he’s more than tired.
ꕤ tags- Fluff, pet names?, not proofread, that’s about it
ꕤ A/N- it was fun to write this!! I’m also glad I’m getting some requests <333
“Can I start it now?” Memo shouts at you from the living room.
“I’m almost done just wait a second!” You yell back at him from the kitchen.
You quickly pour the popcorn into a bowl and make your way to the living room. He was already sitting comfortably on the couch with a blanket draped over his legs, there was a perfect sized space next to him waiting you.
You rush over to sit next to him and place the bowl of popcorn right in the middle of you two. As you sit he drapes the blanket over you, making sure you’re warm.
“You’re so impatient you know that?” You criticize before leaning against him.
“I wasn’t actually going to start it without you.” He wraps an arm around you and presses you closer to him. You can see a grin covering his face.
“Right.” He rolls his eyes at you playfully and you can’t help but laugh as he presses play on the movie.
As the movie played, you found yourself stealing more and more glances at Memo. Which wasn’t necessarily bad, he was your boyfriend after all. However, you were sure if he catched you looking at him, he’d make a fuss out of it. You could already imagine him blabbering on about how you had ‘begged’ him to watch this movie yet you were ‘clearly’ watching him. So, to avoid any of his nagging tones, you refrained from looking at him for too long.
When you both finished the popcorn, he pushed it away towards the other side of the couch. Once the bowl was out of the way he took your legs and draped them over his own, you’d be lying if you said this wasn’t already one of the best parts of your day.
You leaned against him with your head on his chest as the movie continued. You could feel him running his hands through your hair as a way to calm himself down. It wasn’t too long ago that he came back from his training.
Halfway through the movie you felt that his breathing had become much more relaxed and his stroking of your hair had become a lot slower.
You gently turned to look back at him to see if he had fallen asleep, which wasn’t a rare occurrence when you both watched movies.
“Hm?” He nodded back at you, you were honestly surprised he wasn’t dead asleep by now.
“Nothing, just thought you were asleep.” You respond, you could instantly see a grin paint his face.
“Why?” He tilted his head while still looking at you.
“Dunno, you were really calm.” You chuckled.
“You have that effect on me.” He shrugged as he kissed the back of your head.
Once the movie was over you could feel him shuffle behind you, you quickly moved back from him a little to give him space.
“How’d you like it?” You commented while turning to look at him.
“I think it made me real tired, let’s go to bed?” He answered while sitting up and collecting the blanket.
“So you didn’t like it?” You responded playfully, as he stood up.
“Didn’t say that.” He took your hand and helped you up as he dragged you to the room.
The lights inside were off, making the only source of light in the room be the small illumination the moon gave through the closed curtains.
He quickly undid the bed, pulling the covers down while also basically collapsing onto it.
“Come on.” He urged you into his arms and all you could do was comply.
He had his hands wrapped around your waist and was holding you close.
“If you were so tired you could’ve told me you know.” You reached up to hold his head and gently play with his hair, which only made him more tired.
“I’ll keep that in mind for next time.” His eyes were heavy as he kissed your forehead.
“Goodnight my love,” he murmured.
“Night Memo,” you responded while giving him one last kiss.
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