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lewisvinga · 11 months

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Neymar finds out that his teenage daughter is dating Ethan Mbappé and was mad that she didn't tell him.

caught ! | neymar x teen! fem! reader!

warnings; ?? protective neymar , like a curse word

note; had to add bruna 🫶 and my requests are closed!!!! i’m not taking any requests atm!!!! also not proof read so sorry if it’s bad😩😩

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“Oi [hey] , where are you two going?” Neymar questions when he sees you and Bruna all dressed up. You had landed in Paris the day before after spending a few weeks in Brazil. The only thing on your mind was seeing your boyfriend, the boyfriend that your father had no idea of.

Bruna was the only one who knew. You were both close and became even closer after recent news. She also knew how protective Neymar was over you and decided that it wasn’t her place to tell him.

She was going with you to watch Ethan’s game which was when your father caught you both.

“Oh, just a girls trip, right, Bruna?” You say as you look up at her with an expression that screamed ‘play along’

“Oh, yeah!” Bruna exclaims, a smile appearing on her lips. “Just having a girls day. It’s been a while since we had one. We’ll be back in a few hours.”

Neymar raises his eyebrow as he slowly nods in reply. “Well, have fun and send lots of pictures.” He says with a smile before kissing Bruna and kissing your forehead.

You both quickly said goodbye before making your way out of your home. You and Bruna share a look that screamed ‘we have to be careful’.

Thankfully, you and Bruna were already close and had lots of pictures together on your phone that you can send to your father. You both assumed you were safe while you cheered on for your boyfriend.

Ethan was phenomenal. He did an amazing assist and even more amazing goal. You couldn’t have felt more proud of your boyfriend. After the game, you took many photos with Ethan, Kylian, Bruna, and even his parents.

Bruna had taken an adorable picture of you two. You were standing on your tiptoes and hugging Ethan while placing a kiss on his cheek. She also took another picture of the two of you actually kissing.

You and Bruna kept gushing about the photo as you both made your way back home. You had taken her phone to send yourself the pictures when something goes incredibly wrong.

“Merda! [shit] ” You loudly exclaims after realizing what you had just done.

Bruna turns to you with wide eyes, “O que aconteceu? [what happened]” She asks, her words full of worry.

“I accidentally sent the photos to my dad.” You quietly say. You both share a look knowing what was waiting for you when you get home.

And you were right.

The moment you stepped into your home, you immediately saw the angry and disappointed look on your fathers face as he sat in the living room.

“Hey, papai! Our girls trip was amazing. Super tiring though, i’m just going to head to my room!” You nervously say but before you could take another step, he stops you.

“Y/n, come here. You know exactly why I want to talk to you.”

Bruna lets out a sigh as she pats Neymar’s arm, “Don’t be too hard on her. You were young too once.” She quietly tells him before leaving to her room, giving you two privacy.

“Come here, sit next to me.” He tells you.

You slowly nod and sit down on the coach beside him. “Papai, look, I truly care about Ethan. I don’t care if he’s Kylian’s brother, I-“

“Minha filha, I’m not mad that you’re dating Kylian’s brother. I don’t have anything against them.” Neymar quickly interrupts you. You immediately went from tense and nervous to confused.

You tilt your head to the side before replying, “You’re not? Then why do you seem mad?”

“I’m upset because you thought it’d be best to keep it hidden from me. I’m guessing Bruna knew before me.” He lets out a sigh, running his hands over his dark curls. “I thought you trusted me enough to tell me. If he makes you happy, then that makes me happy. I just wish you would’ve told me.”

You looked down at your hands which were resting on your lap. You couldn’t help but fidget with your rings. “I’m sorry, papai. I was just scared that you wouldn’t approve of him.”

Neymar gently places his hand under your chin, making you look at him. “If he makes my daughter happy, then I approve. Just as long as he doesn’t hurt my daughter.”

You immediately wrap your arms tightly around your father. “I’m sorry for not telling you sooner, papai.”

“Don’t worry, minha filha. Just next time, don’t be scared to tell me even if he hurts you. Because that I would like to know.”

“He won’t, papai.”

“Sure. But at least tell me how you met. Did he treat you well?”

#football imagines #football scenarios #footballer x reader #football one shot #neymar x reader #footballer x y/n #neymar x daughter! reader #neymar jr x reader #neymar jr x daughter! reader #ethan mbappe x reader

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canibeyoungforever · 1 year

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more with cora please? maybe where she’s being bullied at school for being the smartest in the classroom and her dad finding out please ;))

a/n:i really don’t know if i can continue doing this because of all anonymous people telling it’s bad and maybe it is so if it is just tell me and don’t be a f*cking p*ssy behind the anonymous stuff.

Neymar Jr Imagines (Cora) : We’ll be alright

"Y/n?" Your dad yell from downstairs

"What?" You answer half yelling

"Come here" He say

"Why?" You ask

"Come here." He say

You sigh and go downstairs not knowing what’s going on

"Sit." He say

You sit around the table with him:

"What’s going on?You’re scaring me." You ask

"Are you okay?" He ask

"Yeah?" You answer unsure of what he is doing

"Are you sure?"

"Dad what tf?" You ask

"Language." He answer

"Sorry." You say smiling

"Dad what’s happening?" You ask

"I just got a call from one of your teachers." He say

"And?" You ask

"And she told me that your grades flopped from nowhere just like that and that she didn’t understood why so she thought something might happened at home." He say

"Do you have something to tell me?" He ask

"No." "Nothing." "Nada." You say

"Are you sure?" He ask absolutely sure that you’re not telling the truth

"Yes i am! Are we done now?" You ask

"No we’re not." He say

"I don’t believe you when you’re telling me that everything’s fine baby talk to me please." He say

"I’m not sure." You say

"What are you unsure about?" He ask

"I just-" "I just failed my test on purpose." You say

"Wh- Why???" He ask

"Because before everyone was bullying me because i was your daughter and now everyone bully me because i care about my future." You say smiling sadly

"Because of your grades?" He ask tears in his eyes

"Yes." You say

"And" "And i tried to not let them get into my head,but i can’t." You say

"I’m not fucking superman or any superheroes." You say

"Am i a bad person?" You ask

"Absolutely not you are the most wonderful person in this universe too pure for anybody out here." He say

"I’m so sorry cora." He say

You goes on and keep talking:

"So if i’m not a bad person?" "Why tf i always have bad things happening to me?" "Why?" You say while broking into tears

Your dad stand up and give you the biggest hug

"I love you cora." He say

"It’ll be okay." He say

"We’ll be alright?" You ask

"We will." He answer and kiss your forehead

a/n: i don’t know..

#imagines #football x reader #daughter reader #neymar jr x reader #neymar jr #neymar imagines #neymar jr imagines #neymar one shot #neymar jr imagine

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boiohboii · 1 year

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Okay everyone, wanna take your opinions on something. I am a kpop hoe, also, my football obsession is through the roof. That being said, thinking of making a new fic that I post randomly with no chronological order as soon as I get the main plot out of the way, of an OC being a kpop idol, also messi's daughter before he got with Antonella (cause I love them together and their boys are so fucking cute)

I really wanna know your opinions on this idea, I already have a face claim and plot ready along with some scenarios in my drafts

I will keep updating Tattoo Sleeve, I just have finals these days, so hopefully by next week I will be updating that fic, don't worry sweeties, I didn't forget 💖💖

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luvneymar · 1 year

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okey, take this as a suggestion!!! imagine Neymar fulfilling all the whims of his wife pregnant with twins, need to live that dream :((♡♡

ilyyy ♡:3

PREGNANT PICKLES — NEYMAR JR

— SUMMARY: Neymar fulfills all the whims of his wife pregnant especially your odd food cravings.

PARING: young!neymar x young!reader

It was around 2am and you were tossing and turning in your sleep, being pregnant with twins was sort of a miracle but it was also a nightmare for you; a stomach sleeper.

The first time you realized you couldn’t sleep on your stomach you were heartbroken, but your amazing boyfriend bought you some pregnancy contraption that allowed you to sleep onto your stomach.

You shot up from your sleep feeling pain shoot all over your body, or rather just hot flashes. You sat up adjusting your pregnancy pillows as you stared out the window admiring the Brazilian night sky.

As you caressed your very pregnant belly you begun to feel discomfort; in your stomach as it rumbled loudly alerting you that it needed more food —despite you eating just 3 hours ago.

Contemplating what you should eat you felt your son kick you in your side clearly annoyed that you wouldn’t feed him; how did you know it was your son? Your daughter was pretty mellow only slightly giving you discomfort as she turned over.

But your son? Lord he was a beast. Especially at night when you were trying to get some sleep, kicking, turning, whatever he could do to disturb you. You swung your swollen legs to the side of the bed as you slid down until you could exit the bed.

You walked over to Neymar’s side of the bed standing there hesitant to wake him seeing after his snoring adorable face, Neymar didn’t get much sleep ever since he switched clubs and found out you were pregnant.

You hadn’t realized you looked like some crazy woman straight out of a horror movie till Neymar jolted away after seeing some figure standing over him. “What the fuck— God! Baby are you trying to give me a heart attack?”

Neymar pulled his hand from under the pillow and wrapped it around your waist pulling you into him as you sat on the edge of the bed leaning into Neymar as he rubbed his hand up and down your back. “Is everything alright?”

“Hungry, the babies are hungry. For peanut butter covered pickles & chocolate syrup with whiskey. Oh! And a ghost pepper.” You whispered as you wrapped your arm around your boyfriend playing with his hair, he chuckled hearing your odd cravings.

“Baby you can’t drink whiskey remember?” He reminded you as he helped you off the bed getting up right behind you placing both of his hands on your waist directing you to the door as you both walked towards the kitchen. “Oh yeah, I’ll just drink the chocolate syrup then.”

“I don’t think that’s possible, Meu Amour.” He laughed at your delusions, once you both reached the kitchen he sat you down at the island chair before walking towards the kitchen grabbing all the ingredients.

Once he grabbed all the ingredients you requested he begun to plate them exactly to your specifications as if it was second nature; which really? It was. “Baby?”

“Mmh?” He hummed out as he drizzled the chocolate syrup on the peanut butter covered pickles, he begun breathing through his nose as the smell was to repulsive for his nose, but Neymar loves you so he put up with it anyway.

“Do you wanna try these with me? They’re really good.” You smiled at him as you took a bite out of the diabolical meal you were craving, he turned to you with a bright smile on his face before continuing, “No. No thanks baby.”

“Suit yourself.” You hummed as you took a bite into your ghost pepper biting the whole pepper off, ever since you got pregnant your tastes have changed drastically & you’ve basically lost your sense of spice, sweetness & everything else between the lines.

As you continued to munch on your food you noticed Neymar was staring at you, palm on resting on his cheek with a stupid smile on his face as he stared at you like a lovesick puppy.

“What? Something on my face?” You muttered out chewing on your food as you look up at your husband with a confused Bambi look on your face causing him to chuckle at your cuteness.

“Nothing I just love you.” He muttered as he made his way across the island table to give you a forehead kiss. Hearing his words made you tear up in happiness along with the excess hormones.

Seeing you begin to cry sent Neymar in a panic unsure as what to do despite this happening millions of times, “Baby why are you crying? Is it something I said?” He panicked hovering over you.

“N-No! No it’s just, You’re so nice a-and sweet to me even when I look like a fat pregnant lady! Just ignore me it’ll stop soon.” You sobbed through your sentence pushing Neymar as he tried to wipe your tears.

“How can I ignore my wife when she’s crying?” He replied pulling you in for a hug until your tears stopped, which they didn’t. You just begun to sob harder hearing his sweet words.

“When your wife is drowning in estrogen & hormones because she’s carry two of your children.” You replied finally wiping away your tears.

“And I thank God & you for that everyday.” Neymar kissed you on your forehead once again before sitting beside you on the island taking your hand into his.

“You better, I feel like i’m going to burst every second of the day.” You grumbled biting off another piece of your last pickle covered in mustard.

Neymar lightly laughed at your confession kissing your head as he got up placing your plate into the sink. “I love you, too baby.”

“I never said that.” Swinging your feet that barely touched the floor in the chair, you begun to spin around lightly as not to get dizzy.

“But I know it, and you know it. So you don’t have to say it.” He replied, once he finished washing your plate he made his way back to your side to help you get out of the chair.

Neymar kissed your cheek as he helped you walk back the bedroom, once you reached the bedroom he tucked you into your side of the bed soon joining you.

Once you both were settled he turned on face you giving you a quick kiss on your lips before turning off the night light. “Good?”

“Good.” You smiled at him before pulling the covers over you as you felt Neymar pulled your body into his arm wrapped around your waist.

#neymar! 🫶#football imagines #neymar fluff #neymar x reader #football fanfic #football x reader #football #neymar jr #neymar junior #neymar one shot #football oneshot #neymar domestic #neymar imagines #neymar #neymar jr imagine #neymajr #neymar smut #football drabble #football smut

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calummss · 1 year

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Neymar Jr Drabble

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summary: neymar’s daughter supporting him at brazil’s first international game of the year

pairing: fem! reader x neymar jr x neymar’s daughter

words: 800

a/n: i hate this tbh, i used google translate too since i don’t speak portuguese

Loud cheers and roars of Brazilian fans filled the stadium, the heavy air packed with people that did not want to leave as losers tonight. Music filled the rest of every corner as cameras got ready to stream the match to the millions of people back home who weren’t able to come tonight.

Sitting at the top rows of the stadium, yellow; green and blue painted the crowds, barely any colour strong enough to overcome the pride of Brazil.

Your daughter, Valentina who turned four a few months ago, would normally occupy the seat right next to you. Munching on some snacks you had brought, or scanning the large green fields to find her Papai whom she adored with the full capacity of her small heart. Instead she was somewhere down in the stadium as she was to walk out with Neymar in the next hour, starting the opening ceremony of Brazil’s first international game of the year.

Valentina was wandering around the halls. All hallways empty, showing no signs of her Papai. Staff would walk past the girl, a quick smile and wave automatically given to her. She was sitting in the hall that opened up to the field when Tite emerged from one of the doors, immediately catching a glimpse of the small curly haired child that had given up and sat against the concrete wall.

‘Olá, Valentina.’ He greeted her with a small smile, his head lowered as she curiously looked up to see a familiar person.

‘Olá.’ She replied shyly.

‘O que você está fazendo aqui?’ [What are you doing here?]

‘Eu não consigo encontrar o papai.’ [I can’t find my daddy.] She pouted, her little feet moving like windscreen wipers, brushing her hair out of her face that revealed her disappointed eyes. ‘Sinto falta dele.’ [I miss him.]

‘Você o perdeu?’ [You miss him?] Tite repeated softly, hands stuffed into his pockets as he felt for the little girl. ‘Espere aqui um segundo, ok?’ [‘Wait here for a second, okay?’]

Valentina nodded, her eyes following him until he rounded a corner and was no longer to be seen. She played with her hands, spinning the bracelet around her wrist as she patiently waited for Tite to return.

The sound of slippers penetrated the silence, Valentina’s head snapping towards the sound’s direction, a small wave of nervousness washing over her.

‘Papai!’ She shot up, running as fast as she could into her father’s arms who picked up his daugher and held her tight, his smile as big as ever as he silently thanked God for his gift that was his daughter.

‘Papai tem um jogo muito importante em um minuto. Você pode me animar enquanto eu jogo, Vali?’ [Papai has a really important game in a minute. Can you cheer me on while I play, Vali?] Neymar softly bounced her up and down, his eyes overcome with love.

‘Mhm,’ she smiled brightly, clinging her arms around his neck as his hand stroked her back gently, letting her rest in his embrace.

When it was time to walk out on the field, Vali did not let go of her father’s neck so instead was carried onto the field, expressions of awe swooning at the sight. All cameras on the father and his daughter that had captured the hearts of millions of fans. A quick kiss before the game and Vali and the other children took off from the field and joined their families in their seats, Vali finally sitting back next to you as she loudly cheered for her father.

When the game ended, Neymar’s arms were already spread wide, waiting to embrace his little girl again. You too joined them and gave him a kiss, ‘Congratulations, you deserve it more than anyone.’

Vali, unaware of the kiss you exchanged, found interest in the football that sat on the vast field. She ran towards the ball, kicking it as hard as she could nearing the goalpost. With her kicks the ball rolled towards the goal and when she kicked the ball for the last time before it rolled behind the line, the cheers of celebrating fans uproared the stadium, Valentina haven caught their eyes as she copied her father’s sport. Neymar and several other players turned around to find out why the fans had mysteriously started cheering, all falling to a state of adoration as little Vali copied her father’s celebration to which shortly after he had run towards her, tackling her to the ground as he showed his love for her to the whole world.

#neymar jr x you #neymar x you #neymar x reader #neymar fluff #neymar fanfic #neymar jr x reader #neymar headcanon #neymar imagine #neymar imagines #neymar jr imagines #neymar jr imagine #neymar jr #neymar #neymar jr fanfic #football imagine

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hamiltonaf · 1 year

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Daddy Duties | Neymar Jr.

Pairing: Dad!Neymar Jr. x Mum!Female Reader

Word Count: 1.8K

Warnings: None

A/N: The baby fever is real…send help. This is based on this old video that went viral many years ago, I hope it rings a bell. This video kills me till this day and I just had to put something together. Enjoy .xoxo

Neymar was on a 2 week break from playing, which coincidentally happens to be at the same time that I’m back at work.

I know that I have the option to not work, as Neymar had reminded me many times, but I won’t lie in saying that I enjoy working. I always wanted to have money of my own and I enjoy being in a different environment compared to being at home 24/7. Neymar would spend most of his time at home after practice or working out during the day, he’s also big help in looking after our daughter whilst I’m away.

Our daughter is 2 and a half years old, clearly a mini us since she was a dancer, she had the curls and not forgetting her humour just like her mum.

I woke up at 6am, of course both father and daughter were still sound asleep beside me. He had an arm wrapped around her small frame whilst her head was snuggled closely to his chest. The perfect view to wake up to if you ask me because my heart is actually melting at all this cuteness.

After having a shower I got dressed into a black pant suit and quickly straightened my hair. I slipped on my heels and walked back over to the bed, "Goodbye my baby's" I sang as I pecked Neymar’s cheek and crawled over him to peck our baby girl. She then stirred in her sleep before fluttering her eyes open. I stood up still as I watched her sit up and rub her eyes. She then looked up at me and held her arms out for me to carry her. "Mama" she cried as she looked at me.

"Aww pumpkin, Mama has to go now" I said as I held her closely and moved from side to side in hopes she would fall back to sleep. "Ney" I whisper yelled. He hummed in his sleep as I shook my head, these two. "Please distract her whilst I leave" I said as I watched her eyes slowly closing. He hummed again in a reply, I laid her down on his chest as I walked over to the dresser table to grab my bag.

Just before I can close the door behind me, I watched him lay her flat on his chest as he lightly patted her back to fall asleep. So much for telling him to distract her...but they're so cute. I smiled at the two of them before closing the door behind me. I grabbed an apple on my way out to the car before driving off to work.

Work today was no different to how it was last year, it was a drag and a bit boring but thanks to a work friend of mine for the past year, Olivia, she made work fun as she'd occasionally crack jokes and she'd fill me in on the latest tea that's going on in the office. Bless her. She's honestly the best, I feel like I've known her for a year, if it wasn't for her then I'd honestly dread going to work - which I do already - but she makes me look forward to going.

After finishing off my work I switched off my computer and neatened my desk before grabbing my hand bag, and making my way to the car park. As I reversed out of the car park, luckily my phone was connected through Bluetooth in the car. I had my daily mix playlist on Spotify playing to keep me going for the drive home.

I was about 5 minutes away from home, I decided to call Neymar to just check up on him and my little pumpkin. After 2 rings he answered the phone, "Hey baby" he answered. "Heya babe, just checking what my faves are up to" I smiled. "I'm just looking for some food to give (Y/D/N)" he said as I could hear the fridge or cupboard closing in the background. "Where's Carolina and everyone else ?" I asked confused, usually his whole entourage’ is always around. "They just left a while ago to go out to eat" he said. "Ohh…why didn’t you go ? You couldn’t taken (Y/D/N) along with you” “I know I know… but then I’d end up coming home late…I just want to be with my girls” he said. I cooed. “Awww Ney. Well I already can’t wait to come home now to spend time with you guys !” I squealed. “Okay I’m gonna be home in a bit. Her porridge is in the cupboard next to the fridge. Instructions are on the box, it’s not rocket science. You think you can do it ?” I challenged. “Uhh yes ! I can do anything” he scoffed. “Best of luck with daddy duties. Mwah. Ciao” I said lastly before ending the call.

As I pulled up in front of the driveway, my heels clicked against the wooden floor as I entered the house. "I'm home" I sang as I closed the front door behind me. I placed my handbag onto the kitchen counter, Neymar was still rummaging through the cupboard whilst his music was blasted. I shook my head as I walked up behind him and placed the porridge box in front of him. “Oh” he said to himself, then turned to look at me. “Thank you” he pecked my lips. “It’s okay, I’ll do it” I said as I took the box from him. “No no no, I’ll do it” he insisted as he took the box away from me. “You sure ?” I raised a brow as I walked around to lean on the kitchen counter and face him. “Okay…can you show me like one time and I’ll do it on my own from now on ?” He pouted as he tilted his head to the side. “Sure” I broke into a smile then walked back around to prepare the porridge.

As I did so, I could feel his stare on me the whole time. “I hope you’re learning something and not just staring at me” I said as I turned to look at him. "Do you always dress like this for work ?" He caught me off guard and raised a brow. "Looks like you never notice me" I said playfully.

He scoffed, "Of course I do ! You just look different. Hotter and a sexier looking mama" he smirked as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "Thank you babe…Gotta look like I'm still trying to find a man" I had on a cheeky grin. His grip loosened. "I'm just kidding !" I said as I turned to kiss his cheek. "I'd like to see which man tries his luck with you because the first thing he'd be seeing is my fist" he mumbled into my neck. "An angry Neymar…hmm don’t see that often" I trailed. “All the better” he joked as he released his grip from me and leaned on the counter. “It sounds hot, I wanna see the other side of him” I wiggled my brows. He smirked and cupped my cheek before placing his lips on mine. Before things got heated, it hit me that I didn’t see (Y/D/N) yet. “Babe- where’s (Y/D/N) by the way ?” I asked concerned as I broke away from the kiss. “Let me go get her” he jogged to the lounge where she last was, watching her favourite Cocomelon.

Neymar took a while and I started to grow worried. I left the porridge then hurriedly ran to the lounge, and Neymar wasn’t there. “Ney, where is she ?” I yelled. He jogged back to the lounge from the hallway and looked back to the sofa, "She was just there on the couch". She obviously wasn't there. "Baby girl !" I yelled for her as I looked around the dining room. All the doors are locked so she couldn't have went outside so she must be upstairs. "My sugar pop ! Mummy's home" I said as I walked into our bedroom. "I'm here !" She yelled as she walked out of our closet. I could cry laughing at the sight of her in front of me. She had on my thong, but the waistband of it was on her shoulders, basically looking like she has suspenders.

“Ney !” I yelled for him. "What are you doing ?" I asked her as I placed my hand on my hips as I stifled a laugh. "Nothing" she smiled. "Honey, please take it off" I said as I crossed my arms over my chest. "No" she said. "Yes" I said back. "It's a bra" she said as she held onto the waist band. "It's not a bra !" I argued. "Yeah" she said sassily as she turned around to walk back to our closet. I couldn't hold in my laugh any longer and I burst out laughing. "OH MY GOD !" I yelled as I kicked off my heels and walked into the closet. The thong basically gave her petite bum a wedgie. I'm dead. I laughed so hard that I literally started tearing up.

#neymar #neymar jr x reader #neymar jr #neymar reader #neymar imagines #neymar jr imagines #neymar fics #football fics #football fanfics #psg #ricciardoaf oneshots

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multifandomfanfic · 1 year

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Futball Players Masterlist

no smut requests on this blog, please!

^ - fluff

# - angst

Cristiano Ronaldo - requests for Ronaldo are closed for the time being

Cold Air #

Enzo Fernández

Héctor Bellerín

Stretch Marks ^

Julián Álvarez

Lionel Messi

Being Lionel Messi and Antonela Roccuzzo's Daughter Would Include... ^

A-List Actress x Messi Insta AU

English Football Player x Messi Insta AU

Messi x age gap!reader Insta AU

Messi x English!royal!reader Insta AU

Daughter’s 18th Birthday Insta AU

Messi x model!reader Insta AU

Messi x Neymar!reader Insta AU

Messi x actress!daughter (also Mbappe x Messi!reader) Insta AU

Neymar Jr.

obsessed!Neymar x ex!reader Insta AU

Kylian Mbappe

Mbappe x Messi!actress!reader Insta AU

#cristiano ronaldo #ronaldo #enzo fernandez #hector bellerin #julian alvarez #lionel messi #messi #neymar #neymar jr #masterlist #futball masterlist #messi x reader #ronaldo x reader #enzo fernandez x reader #hector bellerin x reader #julian alvarez x reader #neymar x reader

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lewisvinga · 1 year

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minha filha | neymar x teenage daughter! reader

requested; yes!

request; Neymar and teenage daughter, Where they get into a fight and it is very angst bur ends in fluff please❤️ and merry Christmas if you celebrate

note; merry christmas 2 u too if u also celebrate !<3

cw//mentions of underage drinking and smoking

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“I can’t believe you, Y/n da Silva Santos.” Your father, Neymar, expressed his disappointment in you. He had caught you out drinking and smoking with friends after telling him you were going to study. To make it worse, Davi had also seen you and Neymar didn’t want him exposed to it yet.

“I didn’t even get drunk or high, so why does it matter?” You scoff as you sit down on the couch in the living room. Neymar sent Davi to his room to get ready for bed before going back to talk to you. He sat down across from you.

“Why does it matter, Y/n? Are you serious?” He scoffs, shaking his head at your reply.

You cross your arms, rolling your eyes. You thought that your father was being dramatic. All of your friends parents let them drink, some even let them smoke. You didn’t understand why it was such a big deal. “It’s no big deal, papai! Every normal teenager does it. It’s a normal teenage thing to do!”

“Are you serious, y/n? Not only were you drinking and smoking as a teenager in public, but you also lied to me? Saying you were studying?” Neymar tried to stay calm, but you kept resting his temper. He run his hands through his hair before covering his mouth with his hand, taking a moment to think. “I’ve seen your grades too, y/n. You had straight A’s a month ago, what happened?”

You look away from him, avoiding eye contact with him. You didn’t want to answer, you were already emotional and angry at everything. Neymar kept calling your name but you continued ignoring him.

“Y/n, give me your phone.” He finally says, standing in front of you and holding his phone out. You looked up at him and let out a gasp. Before you could even protest, he repeats himself, “Y/n. The phone.” You huff, reluctantly handing him your phone, “Now go to your room. I’ll talk to you once I’ve cooled off.”

You let out another huff as you stomped to your room, making sure to slam your door shut. Neymar lets out a sigh. He puts your phone in his pocket and goes to make sure Davi was ready for bed.

About an hour later, you heard a gentle knock on your bedroom door. “Come in.” You call out, setting the book that you were reading down next to you. Neymar slowly opens the door and sees you sitting on your bed.

He takes a deep breath as he sits down on your bed and faces you. “I know you may think I overreacted. I know many of your friends and classmates smoke and drink, but i’ve seen people i used to be close with who have fallen in too deep into drinking and smoking. I don’t want the same ending for you. I’m protective over you, I can’t help it. It’s my job as a father.

His words really made you think. You couldn’t help but feel guilty and stupid for falling for the persuasions of your friends. “I’m sorry. They wanted me to try and I wanted to fit in and-“

“It’s okay, minha filha.” Neymar interrupted you by giving you a warm reassuring hug to which you happily hugged him back. When he pulls away, he reaches into his pocket and takes out your phone.

“I want you to be smart with your decisions next time. I’m gonna give this back to you but I want you to bring your grades back up and make decisions for yourself, not because your friends tell you to do things.”

“I promise! I’ll study more and do my work!” You held your phone close to you, feeling joyful that you and your father were no longer in an argument.

“It’s late, you should go to bed soon.” He says as he stands up from your bed. He leans over and presses a kiss on your forehead, “Goodnight, minha filha.”

“Goodnight, papai.”

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lewisvinga · 1 year

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birds & the bees | neymar x teenage daughter! reader

requested; yes !

request; Neymar catches his daughter smiling at her phone a lot and he asks what she’s smiling about and she says nothing but he knows something is up and he goes and gives her the talk bc she’s of that age and she like cringes out maybe? LMAO also I love your writing!

note; my requests r closed <3

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Neymar couldn’t help but become suspicious as he kept hearing giggles coming from you. He was in the middle of making dinner when you sat down at the kitchen island with your phone in hand.

He glances over and you seemed to be typing on away on your phone. A ding and another giggle soon followed. “O que está fazendo você sorrir e rir tanto, minha filha?” [what is making you smile and laugh so much, my daughter]

“Nothing, papai. Don’t worry.” You reply. Your focus was still in your phone and you kept smiling as you typed away at it.

Neymar raises his eyebrow as he observes you smiling and giggling as you were texting someone. You were already growing up, a teenager already. He knew he had to give you the talk, but he didn’t think it would’ve been so soon. But he knew it was the right time. He was thankful that Davi was in his room playing games meaning he could have a private conversation with you.

“Minha filha, I think we should have a serious conversation.”

His words made you out your phone down quickly. His tone sounded so serious and you were confused. He was often playful even as a father, so him being so serious felt strange. “What is it?”

“Well, you’re getting old enough now and I think we should have the talk.” Neymar tries to explain but it left you even more confused.

You furrowed up your eyebrows at your father and tilted your head to the side. “The talk? What do you mean?”

He takes a deep breath before saying, “Quando um homem e uma mulher se amam muito-” [when a man and a woman love each other very much]

You finally realized what the talk was about and you let out a squeal. “Papai! No! No! I don’t want to have the talk!” You exclaim, waving your arms around causing him to let out a laugh.

“I don’t want you messing around with um menino! [a boy] I just want you to be careful. Can you blame a father?”

“I’m not messing around with a boy, papai.” You let out a chuckle as you open up your phone. “My friend is and we were just teasing her.” You explain as you show him your phone. “None of the guys at school are that attractive anyways.”

Neymar almost let out a cry of relief when you explained to him. He wasn’t mentally prepared for his daughter to grow up nor was he truly prepared for giving you the talk. “So, no talk? No birds and the bees?”

“No, please, no papai. No birds and the bees!”

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lewisvinga · 1 year

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happy 15th | neymar x daughter! reader

requested: yes ! ( combined 2 requests ! )

request: Your Ney with daughter is amazing! Love your Work❤️ anything with Them would make My Day! And happy new year 🫶🏻 // Neymar and daughter yn again please❤️❤️❤️

summary: you turn 15 and your father throws you a festa de dubuntante and couldn’t help but get emotional

note; from my knowledge, i know that the festa de debuntante is similar to a quinceañera! also my requests are closed!!! i’ve gotten many requests after clarifying that they are closed multiple times, meaning i am not longer taking requests at the moment ! thank u!!!!

(y/f/c - you favorite color ! )

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“Minha filha, are you almost ready?” Neymar calls as he knocks on your bedroom door.

“Almost ready, papai!” You call out. Your best friend was helping you tie up the corset on the back of your dress. It was almost time to head to the venue and you became nervous the closer it became.

Your best friend finally finished tying your dress as you both look into tour full length mirror. “You look gorgeous, come on! Your father and Davi are waiting.”

You take one last glance at your hair, makeup, and dress before deciding that you were finally ready. Your dress was in y/f/c. It had the most gorgeous sleeves and was decorated with flowers in the same color. Your father had it designed and made just for you of course. Your best friend wore a dress in a color that matched yours.

You both walk out of your bedroom and head downstairs. Neymar was talking with Nadine, your grandmother. He noticed that she stopped talking as her eyes landed on you. He turns around and sees you standing a few feet away from him.

He couldn’t help but start to get emotional. “Minha filha, you look beautiful.” He whispers as he walks over to you, placing a loving kiss on your forehead.

You smiled up at the compliment. You couldn’t help but notice that his eyes were wet with tears. “Papai, are you crying?” You began to tease.

Neymar shakes his head and holds his hand up, “No, I’m not. Just allergies, you know?” He nervously laughs. You and Nadine share a look, knowing that he was just emotional. Davi held back a laughter at seeing his dad become so emotional.

“I can’t believe you’re already turning 15. It was like yesterday when you were just a baby.” Neymar quietly says, wiping away the stray tear that manages to run down his cheek.

You couldn’t help but feel emotional at seeing your father become all teary on your 15th birthday. “Papai, don’t cry or else I’ll cry!”

“Me desculpe [sorry], just can’t believe your growing up.” Neymar replies through chuckles, wiping his tears away. He hold his arm out and you happily hold onto it. “No more crying, you have a 15th birthday party to go to, minha filha.”

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