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leviscolwill · 6 months

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rúben blurb — #1

you can all thank dilara for rotting my brain with dad!ruben thoughts, also i think this singlehandedly cured my parents issues

you hated loosing your patience with your daughter, but tatiana drawing on her bedroom wall was your last straw after a long day of terrible news. you always felt awful for screaming at her, especially after the big brown eyes she got from her father welled up with tears.

you let her stay with rúben while you tried to distract yourself with grocery shopping. when you opened your front door still guilty about the whole screaming fit, your house was nothing like when you left it. it was now filled with laughter and a divine smell was luring you to the kitchen. but before you could take a step inside and find out the object of your craving, rúben's tall figure blocked the entry.

“no, no. you take a seat, i have a special chef cooking something for you.” he added a little wink, a silent ‘don't worry, i got this’. you sat down waiting for your little surprise, that revealed itself soon enough, in the shape of a lovely 6 year old girl covered in flour, her tiny hands full of a big plate of pancakes.

“i'm sorry mommy, i didn't want to make you mad.” her little voice, made you forget about every other trivial matters of today. you immediately took tati on your lap, and stroked her hair.

“i wasn't mad at you meu anjo (my angel), mommy just had a bad day. i shouldn't have screamed at you, i'm sorry tati.” you covered your daughter's face and hair of little kisses when rúben joined you two and placed a kiss on both your heads, before taking a seat next to you.

“did you cook these by yourself baby?” you asked to your daughter pointing at the perfect pancakes, she laughed a bit and shook her head.

“no daddy helped me, but i cracked the eggs myself!”

“did you now? i'm so proud of you my little chef, you might have to replace daddy soon.” you knew tatiana was over the moon with the little tasks that were handed to her, and you took the opportunity to tease your husband as well.

his large, flour covered, hand, squeezed your cheeks together, “i'll always be my girls' chef, but i can take a little rat under my hat.”

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nosugarallspice · 12 days

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phrase 29 & scenario 30 w/ ruben dias?

You got it 👍🏽

Minors DNI!!

Word Count: 321

“Doing so good, baby.” Ruben praised, his fingers buried deep inside your cunt, your juices dripping down his hand.

Your eyes were squeezed shut, thighs trembling as you did your best with keeping them open for him.

Ruben leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear. “Wanna cum on my fingers or my mouth?”

“B-both.” You whimper, moving your hips as his fingers work inside of you.

He looked up, a smirk spread across his lips, “yeah?” His movements began to slow.

“Like this?” He smiles, leaning down, his fingers part your folds, his tongue licking along your slit, teasing your entrance before moving up to your clit, sucking gently as his fingers curled inside of you.

You gasp, throwing your head back into the pillows. “Yes, oh yes!” You cry out, bucking your hips.

Your hands resting on the back of his head, pushing him further in between your thighs.

“Does this feel good?” His brown eyes peek up at you from in between your legs, the squelching noise becoming louder as his fingers move faster.

Nodding your head frantically, another cry escaping you as his fingers brush against your sweet spot over and over again.

Your eyes roll back, breathy moans leaving your lips as your back arches. “So good, it feels so so good.” You moan.

Ruben placed his arm across your lower stomach to keep you in place as you began to squirm.

“Ruben, please.” A whimper fell from your lips as your legs started to shake again, trying your best to hold back as the knot formed in your stomach.

He knew you were close, just by the way your walls clenched around his fingers - “I know, baby.” He murmured, his tongue circling your sensitive bud, pushing you over the edge.

“Oh god- oh fuck!” You cried out, back arching as your orgasm took over, his name falling from your lips over and over again.

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anadiasmount · 4 months

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a taste of something sweet - ruben dias x reader.

quick sum: fiance! ruben coming home after the cwc final, and not being able to spend a single second away from reader. seeing her with family has him confessing more than he originally proposed for. insta au included at end! tiny smut, so minors dni! 🤍🎄

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psa🗣️: hi angels!🤍 miss you all! it’s been a MINUTE since i posted for ruben, but here’s something for us ruben girlies for christmas time! hope you enjoy! 🤍🎄

“ruben!” you squealed, waiting for him to fully come in before throwing your arms over his shoulders. ruben let out a deep chuckle, and picked you up behind your thighs, sighing in content at being with you again. you had the biggest fear he wouldn't be back before christmas eve, and that your plan to have both families over would be ruined. expect that wasn't it, and here stood your world champion.

“i missed you so much princesa,” ruben set you down and kissed you deeply, grunting in delight at tasting your cherry lips again. “me too you have no idea, but you're back and that is all that matters to me,” your foreheads leaned into each other, as you ran your hand through his hair.

“i passed by to get the last minute stuff so we could pack into the coolers, and i got you these as well,” ruben walked to where his luggage stood, locking the door first and then pulled out a bouquet of white and red roses, smirking at your awe reaction. “they’re are gorgeous ruben,” your finger traced the petal, bring the bouquet to your nose and smelling the flowers. “thank you belo.”

ruben blushed at acknowledgment, wrinkled crinkling in his eyes. he kissed your forehead before dragging you into the kitchen. “i know i called you earlier, but i want you to know how proud i am of you handsome. a treble winner, supercup, and now a world champion? you have no idea the immense feeling i have for you, and to see you smiling after these past weeks? my heart is just full of joy.”

ruben had been quiet these past week, from training, to recovery, to the games and unexpected results, it was taking a toll on him. he didn’t show much emotion, let alone tell anyone how he truly felt, but you could read him from the back of your hand. if he needed you there he was, you vowed to that after he proposed after the unforgettable night in istanbul.

if he needed space you would respect that, waiting as much as much time he need to process and then come find you fully. if he wanted to talk and express how he felt, he would pull you into his chest, whispering and not fully saying too much out loud, just enough for him to get into a stable mindset. if there was anything ruben looked forward too or longed for, it would always be you.

“my heart is complete with you, always princesa, eu te amo,” ruben said with a deep and groggy voice, enlightening a spark inside you hearing the three words you would never get tired of hearing. it didn't feel real, to have a man like him make you feel this way, to be head over heals, to finally find that stability and security with a man who never has taken you for granted and appreciated you through the good and bad.

ruben and you spent the whole night finishing last-minute gift wrapping, and he went on to teach you his favorite portuguese cookies, opting to also make some for his family and yours. you hadn't seen your parents or sibling in weeks, and this time was perfect, being all together in a cabin, and spending your favorite holiday all together.

ruben couldn't go to sleep for some reason, continuing to talk about the season they were having, and also about the final they had just won. he also made some wedding talk, surprising you since he usually wasn't one to give an opinion unless it was about a venue, food, or invites. part of him was also nervous to see your families all together, unsure how it would play out.

he eventually fell asleep, feeling slightly guilty since he knew you were tired, and stayed up specifically to wait for him to come home. he kissed your nose and whispered a small goodnight, eventually falling asleep on top of you, finally getting the earned sleep since he could only do that when you lay with him.

ruben ensure your luggage and coolers were safely secured in the car, making the trip up north to meet your families together. the two of you were the first to arrive, having time to go buy some groceries, and unpack. although that became hard as ruben couldn't keep his hands off of you, whispering dirty words into your ear that finally made you cave in.

he longed for this. craved for this. he took his time with you, relishing every single second before your families came. groaning at the sounds you made, his name falling from your swollen kissen lips, the scratches you were leaving all over as the pleasure became to much. he was utterly obsessed with you, hitting every spot till you crumbled beneath him, ruben not far behind.

maybe it was your hormones, but you shed a tear or two when seeing you parents all over again, especially your brother who brought his wife and newborn baby up to the cabin. it was not different with ruben’s family, giving them a hug and kiss on a cheek, asking how their drive up went. catching up with his mom, and cousins.while making dinner for a whole.

it was a great idea you had gone shopping prior or else you'd be stuck, as the snow immediately came down after 4 pm. that night was spent with pure laughters, sharing old memories, drinks being poured every other few 30 minutes, and proposing goals for the new year to come.

the day of christmas eve, everyone was up to go skiing, the tour guide showed the spots you could go and safely succeed skiing. you were more than grateful it was a private part of the cabin, no cameras or fans coming up to you, you knew it came with a footballer boyfriend, now fiance, but you would never quite get used to it.

ruben was attached you, some could say maybe had separation anxiety as he always looked around to ensure you were okay, like a lost puppy. he would plaster a huge grin when he met your eyes, sending you a glance to check in if you were okay, you would nod and send him a wink.

after coming back from skiing, everyone either took a nap or began to get ready for the evening. the tree was filled with gifts, the kitchen smelt like homemade ingredients and scents, and every corner you turned was decorated with lights. you turned on a few candles and set the table, ensuring everyone had a glass and utensils.

ruben and you snuck in a shower together, avoiding his hands as he clearly desired more, but it felt too risky. you wouldn't have been able to look at anyone the same if you did had done something, or even heard you in the smallest way possible.

“gatinha, you look so beautiful,” ruben whispered, as he came up behind you, wrapping his muscular arms around your waist and placing a small kiss on your neck. his nosed traced all the way way to your shoulder, not being able to get enough of how you looked and smelled, it was driving him crazy. you wore an emerald-colored silk dress, with small white kitten heels, and your hair down.

“I know we have been together all day, but it feels like i havent been able to see let alone hold you,” ruben sighed, sounding slightly upset about it. you swiftly turned around and kissed his lips, feeling as he suddenly pulled you closer, releasing a small giggle from you. “i know me too, but i promise, once everyone is asleep we can make good use of the fireplace okay?”

ruben reluctantly agreed, walking out hand to hand out to see everyone either playing a game of poker, cooking, or watching tv. you insisted on helping in the kitchen, even if it meant washing dishes or almost slightly burning yourself. your mom and his mother conversation flew, as they talked about their teenage/ adult years, and apparently a romance show the two couldn't stop gushing about.

later on, so your sister-in-law could get a break, you offered to help her watch the baby. to ruben’s surprise, he found himself glancing from time to time, a part of him wanting that with you one day. the way you cradled the baby, swayed side to side, kissed their cheek, and adjusted their beanie and blanket to make sure they weren't cold. right then and there ruben knew you were forever for him.

“come here, i know your still cold,” ruben said, bringing you to his lap, the weighted blanket covering both your bodies as you watched the fire grow slowly. it was late, too late, but the two of you couldn't sleep. ruben rubbed your back, constantly placing kisses on your head and the bridge of your nose.

you held onto the mug filled with hot chocolate, ruben dipping the cookies he made into the drink and eating them from time to time as you discussed your futures. he loved the sound of your voice, just like you did as well, it was a common thing shared among you. “i hope you know one day you'll be the mother of my kids one day y/n…” he randomly rambled.

“What?”

“you’re gonna be such a great mom one day, and i can’t wait for us to finally have mini us in the house. you mean so much to me i never want to be apart from you, i want to share everything with you,” ruben confessed, watching as your eyes went crazy to search for a tint of lies or regret. but with ruben? everything was always honest and serious, which you loved, as you valued communication.

“thank you for staying through my best and worst. for keeping my head up high and never letting me down. for me to able to come home to the woman of my dream waiting for me. to have an inspirational and loving person along my side anywhere i go,” ruben continued.

“we made that promise no? when you proposed to me? nothing will ever separate us, and i hope you know that you won't get rid of me that easily. you’re it for me ruben, have been since the first day i met you. and i can’t wait for what's to come for us,” you said smiling, kissing the red tip of his nose and then lips, where he immediately closed his eyes and snuck in. “i love you querida.” just like the fire grew in the fire place, the fire inside your chest did as well. “merry christmas, ruben.”

“merry christmas, y/n.”

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rubendias: lovely way to spend christmas after being a world champion! merry christmas cityzens! 🩵🤍

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username6000: handsy aren’t we now ruben…

johnstones: sure that picture wasn’t meant to be left in your photos?

↪️ rubendias: nope ☺️

bernandosilva: love you two! merry christmas 🩵

↪️ yourusername: thank you benny 🤍 tell isa we send our hello’s 🤍

user19: HE IS SO BEAUTIFUL WTF?

username3928: y/n why are you allowing him to post these selfies? 🙄🙄

↪️ yourusername: i haven’t. he knows he can’t post stuff like this knowing i’ll go 😵‍💫😵‍💫

joaofelix: tu mano ruben 😂🤣

username1087: y/n my gf 😣

↪️ rubendias: she’s actually my fiance ☺️

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rubendiasthoughts · 6 months

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Hii girlies! 💕 Hope you enjoy this! Thank you to the person who requested this!! Sending love to you all ❤

Ruben Dias with a shy girlfriend - headcanon:

- So maybe when you first meet and start talking he would just find you so adorable - like he would be obsessed with the way you get all flustered and all blushy when he's flirting with you and how you try to avoid his eyes. He would just be staring at you with this giant smirk, cause he's so proud that you react to him in this way 🤭

-Whenever he says something so bold that it makes you look away, try to avoid his eyes he would grab your chin and make you look at him, relishing in the blush that appears on your face 🤭

- He would be an absolute cutie and would order for you in restaurants if you are scared to do it yourself. And you wouldn't even have to ask him to do it, he would just ask you what you want before the waitress came and then order it for you. And same with other similar situations - like for example if you went to the cinema he would buy the tickets for the both of you and then get you any snacks you wanted 🥺 he would speak for you in public situations but never make you feel bad about it 🥺

- Could you imagine him always covering you with his own body whenever you two are out cause he knows you don't like people taking pictures of you? 🥺 Like he would always be walking in front of you and holding your hand in his as he guides you through a crowd. And then maybe if some people are still trying to take pictures of you when he's made it clear that you don't want that he would stand up for you and ask them not to do that, and he would be all stern and hot while doing it 🙄

- Or when you get embarrassed and you cover your face with your hands he would grab your wrists and pull your hands away, and then he would press little kisses all over your face and murmur "you don't ever have to feel embarrassed in front of me, sweet girl" between them. And he would always tell you how you can tell him everything and don't ever have to be afraid of his reaction.

-And he would love to compliment you, cause he loves the reaction he gets. And when he sees your face starting to turn red he would let out a chuckle before leaning in to kiss your cheek and when he pulls away he would look deep into your eyes, his hands gripping your hips and he says "I mean it, baby".

- And just picture him hyping you up, cause he wants you to be more confident in yourself 🥺 Like whenever you are going out somewhere and you dress up, he would kiss your neck, telling you how gorgeous you look and he would call you his pretty girl 🥺

-And maybe if your shyness goes along with being introverted and not really liking going out that much and stuff he would be perfectly happy with spending time with you at home. He would love the fact that it's just the two of you. Like can you imagine sitting on the couch and you are reading a book, leaning against him and he is just sitting there, observing you in silence while he's playing with your hair. That would just be so perfect 🤭

- And maybe when you are just getting to meet his family and friends, you would get a little anxious, cause your worried they won't like you orthat they'll think you're weird because you are a little bit shy. And he would comfort you and reassure you that they all love you and most importantly he loves you and you're perfect just the way you are and he would never want you to change 🥺

-And whenever you get shy around him, he would grin and then he's telling you something like "you're so cute, baby" before he presses his lips to yours 🤭

-And him always feeling so proud of you when he watches you get out of your shell. Like once you meet his family and friends or maybe his teammates and stuff and he sees you are getting more comfortable around them he just feels so happy because he wants everyone to know how great you are. And once he sees that you are comfortable around them he would love to sit back and just watch and listen to you talk, and he is smiling while looking at you 🥺 and once you two are alone he's telling you how great you did and how proud he is of you and how all his friends and family love you 🥺

-Can you imagine making out with him, like maybe you both are sat on the couch, you in his lap, straddling him. And his tounge is practically down your throat, while his hands are roaming your body - all over your thighs, your back, your hips, your ass. And he would pull you closer to him, making you grind against his bulge and you can't help but moan into his mouth. And you get embarrassed and you pull away from him and immediately hide your face into his neck and he just lets out a little laugh, before his hand is stroking your hair gently and he goes "look at me baby, don't get all shy on me now" 🤭 and maybe then when you do finally look at him he would be like "want me to fuck you, pretty girl?" and when you nod he would tell you he needs to hear it and he would make you admit it out loud cause he wants to get you all blushy and flustered 🤭

-He would so be into dirty talk and praising you just because of the reaction he gets from you. And when he's feeling extra mean he would taunt you to answer him and use your words 🤭 just imagine him fucking you so rough and saying things like "you're so thight baby, taking me so well" and then "you're enjoying this baby, huh?" and when you don't give him an answer he would squeeze your throat and say "I asked you a question". And maybe then when you do answer he's like " I knew it, you're such a slut" and you just let out a whine at that, but he knows how much you're enjoying it from the way you clench around him when he talks to you in this way 🤭

-And he would so make you look at him while he's fucking you. Like if you ever tried to hide your face in your hands he would just push them away, or if you closed your eyes he would be like "look at me or I'll stop" 🤭 or if he was fucking you in front of a mirror he would just grip your jaw and make you look at your self in the reflection, saying things like "see how pretty you look like this?"

-Or if you ever tried to muffle your moans or hold back the noises he would be like "let me hear these cute moans, baby" or maybe "wanna hear you, sweet girl"

-Or if you ever tried to cover yourself in front of him, he would be like "don't hide from me, angel" and he would trail kisses, starting from your neck down your body and then when he's pressing kisses to your stomach he would say "spread your legs for me" and he would kiss all over your thighs before finally placing a kiss on your clit and he would look up at you, telling you how beautiful you are before eating you out 🤭

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digitaldiarystuff · 4 months

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Patient

note: since you don’t like me and give any suggestions 🥺 i came up with something and i’m sorry but it angsty i can’t help it

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summary: you and ruben were in the same circle, hanging out often but for some reason, after all this time you couldn’t break the ice between you two.

pairing: Ruben Dias x Y/N

genre: angst/ fluff

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“I didn’t expect this many people.” you said to your best friend Sasha as you entered the house, your friend was hosting a get together at his place since it was holiday season.

“I thought it’d be just us, too.” she said and held your hand hoping not to lose you in this crowd.

You had a friend circle, contained about 10 people and their partners and you were considerably close. You had known most of them from work or university but there were some strangers to you until they entered the circle. You also were the only single at least until Ruben Dias came along. Now there are two singles. And he was walking towards you with a smile.

“Hey guys” he said in his trademark stoic tone, sometimes you thought he was a robot.

“Heyy” Sasha said and hugged him.

“Hi” you said after and also hugged him, feeling his abs brush against your front and quickly pulled away.

The thing is, your friends always thought you’d be a good couple. They even said it out loud in many occasions but it couldn’t be far away from the truth, Ruben acted like he was incapable of being in a relationship. He was so good looking with a big career but he was so emotionless sometimes that you felt weird around him. There were rare looks you catch with his intense gaze following you or one or two times saw him checking you out but other than that, nothing. You on the other hand, of course noticed his bright smile and toned body and maybe even called dips the moment you laid eyes on him but that was 6 months ago and there weren’t any progress. It wasn’t like he was cold or rude to you, he just was, neutral. He never let his hand wander around on your waist whilst walking you out or did anything to make you question your friendship other than looks. He was always polite, a true gentleman but that’s it.

At first you felt insecure because when everyone tells you you’ll definitely hit it off and become something at a point you kind of believe it but when Ruben never seemed into you, you felt like you were beneath him. Of course he had all the models in the world, why would he want anything to do with you? But then you accepted not everyone needs to get along or have a relationship when they’re single so you let it go. There were times when you couldn’t get your eyes off of him just admiring but that’s all.

Ruben walked you to your friends with a smile on his face, hand on the small of your back and his touch made fireworks go off inside of you. Okay you were mad about him.

“Heyy, happy holidays” everyone cheered and you looked at the crowd wondering where you can sit. It was very tight, every girl was on their boyfriends lap which made you curse, being single sucks. Ruben looked at you intensely, once again making your heart rate go up but didn’t say anything.

“Are you going to stand there all night or sit on Ruben’s leg Y/N?” a very drunk friend of yours asked as you shot daggers at her.

You looked back at Ruben but he was now on the floor.

“You can sit on my seat. I don’t mind being on the floor.” he said and your hopes once again crushed. I mean it’s Ruben you wouldn’t expect him to pull you to his lap and make out with you but he wanted nothing to do with the idea even sitting on the floor because of it.

“I could sit on the floor.” you said now, feeling guilty and bad. Maybe he thought you were too heavy.

“I… We couldn’t let you sit on the floor in that dress.” he cleared his throat and said smiling, you looked at yourself. You were wearing a long black dress with a deep slit on the side. You didn’t even realize if you tried to sit down you would’ve given a show to everyone in the party and blushed. Did Ruben make a small comment about not wanting you to flash people or was he just being nice? It was impossible to tell.

You sat down behind him and it felt good, having him occasionally lean against your exposed leg making your heart jump. You realized he had a few shots despite not drinking often, considering this was a holiday party. Maybe that’s the reason he was slightly more affectionate towards you.

You spent an hour all catching up with your friends sharing stories and it was the most fun. You also had many glasses of wine making you a little drunk. That’s when your friend Amanda started talking to you.

“Y/N I found the perfect guy for you. He goes to our gym and single and handsome.” her boyfriend gave her a look but she shrugged whispering “So handsome” You laughed a little and asked her to tell a little more.

“He just moved to Manchester and he’s a doctor, he’s originally from London and…” she kept listing this new guys’ information but your gaze turned to Ruben. He was seemingly listening to Amanda but he looked a little distraught, you took in his features. You didn’t want anybody else but knowing there’s no hope, you nodded to Amanda.

“He sounds amazing, when can I meet him?”

“Uhh, what about right now?” she said and stood up greeting a man you’ve never seen before.

“Hi Jack.” and hugged him, Jack was a beautiful blond man with curly hair and pearly white teeth and he wasn’t much muscular but in good shape. You couldn’t believe you were looking at a complete opposite of Ruben.

Amanda introduced you and he warmly shook your hand, kissing it afterwards. You heard a scoff behind you but didn’t glance back. He asked if you wanted to find a quiet space to talk some more and this was so different than what Ruben did, he was much more forward whereas you needed to beg Ruben for anything. You decided it wouldn’t hurt to get to know this handsome doctor and took his invitation.

You got out into the backyard and sat on the sun beds talking about your lives and interests. He was really into you, anyone could tell, after months of questioning yourself if you’re not good enough maybe this was what you needed because you soon fell into his sweet talking and found yourself kissing him. Feeling affection and appreciation was what made you do it but you didn’t realize Ruben coming to the backyard to get you. As soon as you pulled away your eyes found Ruben’s. It was the first time you could see right through him and he was feeling sad, turned away without saying anything and left.

You quickly excused yourself from Jack and trailed behind him, hoping to ask what happened. Was he sad because you kissed Jack or did something else happen?

You couldn’t find him with your friends so you started to knock on every door in the house and finally heard his voice. “Occupied” he was in the bathroom.

“Can I come in?” you asked but didn’t hear anything back. Just as you were turning back he slowly opened the door.

“It’s all yours” he said without even glancing at you and tried to move past you.

“Ruben are you okay?” you asked and based on his reaction, he didn’t think you’d ask that.

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine.” he shot a fake smile in your way.

Just as he was trying to escape again, you held him by his wrist and pulled him back in the bathroom locking the door in the process.

“Ruben” you said looking in his eyes softly as you placed one hand on his arm. “Talk to me, are you okay?”

“Yeah, it’s just” he trailed off but you weren’t ready to give up yet, this was the most emotional you’ve seen him and you needed to know if it’s because of you.

He nervously looked at his fingers.

“It’s just, I thought something but I was wrong, that’s it.” he shrugged.

“What did you think?” you pressed.

“I thought, never mind Y/N we should just go back inside.” he tried to leave again and this was your breaking point.

“You know what, I think we should do because I also thought something and it was wrong.”

“What was?” he turned around and asked you.

You thought about beating around the bush but you were just fed up.

“I thought I saw your face fall when I kissed Jake, I thought you cared but now that I’m here standing with you. I don’t think that’s true.” you whispered and he came to you as soon as he saw your tears trying to wipe them off but you didn’t let him.

“Y/N, I…”

“No Ruben, it’s not your fault it’s mine. There’s a handsome doctor waiting for me outside and I’m out here wasting my time.”

“You consider this as wasting time?” he questioned

“Yes I do! Because no matter what I do you’re never going to want me back and it’s the healthy thing for me to move on.” you said and this time you were the one trying to escape the room and he pulled you back smashing his lips onto yours. You kissed him back with everything you had because you’ve waited for this moment for months. He finally showed you he wanted you and you couldn’t fight the urges. As his hands stayed on your back, yours wrapped around his neck and you kissed and broke up and kissed again. He never let you pull completely back afraid if you’ll leave.

When you finally realized what you were doing you freed yourself from his grip looking at him like ‘what now’

“I thought I was being patient, like slow play but I never realized how any moment some doctor who looks nothing like me can steal you away. I’m sorry if I couldn’t show my feelings towards you, but in reality I’m just obsessed and I’m a coward for not telling you.” he said in one breath and you were shocked. Everything you wanted to hear from him, in one sentence.

“Ruben, you are a coward.” you said and his smile fell thinking he was too late. “But I happen to like you.” you smiled and leaned into him and he kissed you while frantically spinning you around. This was the happiest you’ve seen him and honestly, yourself.

“So, it was the handsome doctor who eventually broke you. Were you jealous?” you teased and his face turned serious.

“No. I knew you’d choose me, also can you stop calling him handsome?” he asked as he led you out the bathroom to your friends, hand in hand.

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anaitm0 · 4 months

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somno with ruben 🤭 like js imagine him coming home late and finding u asleep

while you were asleep

summary: ruben finds you asleep on the couch after his training

pairing: ruben dias x reader

your phone buzzed and lit up the darkness of room as you slowly regained consciousness, you fumbled to grab it. it was a text from ruben, "i'll be home in about 45 minutes, training was so long today, wait for me?" you smiled to yourself replying with a single heart emoji, telling him that you'll be waiting.

you laid on the couch, feeling exhausted and wanting to stay awake as you waited for your boyfriend to return.

you grabbed the remote to turn on the TV, hoping the noise and light would keep you awake. but it seemed like your plan didn't work and you slowly start to drift off into a deep sleep.

that's when you feel exhausted and your eyes start to droop. the fatigue and tiredness were too much to fight anymore and you felt yourself slowly drift off to sleep. before you knew it, you were lost in a deep slumber on the couch.

you were still fast asleep when ruben entered the house, still wearing his training clothes from earlier. “baby?” he called looking around the living room as he rested his bag in the ground.

he walked over to the couch, noticing you wrapped up in a blanket on the couch, sleeping deeply with the tv shining a light onto your face.

ruben leaned down to kiss your forehead, his lips grazing your skin as his breath tickles your face.

just then, your eyes slowly fluttered open, the dim light of the living room washing over your eyes.

"what happened?" you asked, looking up at him, feeling both confused and a bit embarrassed by the whole situation.

"you must’ve fell asleep” he said, chuckling.

he smiled and caressed your face, gently brushing your hair out of your eyes as he continues to admire you. "sorry if I disturbed you" he whispered. "wanted to see your face."

he stared at you for a moment, a tender look in his eyes. "you look so beautiful right now" he whispered.

ruben brung his face close to yours, his breath tickling your skin as he got closer. he looked into your eyes for a moment, taking in all your presence before he leaned down to kiss you softly.

his lips met yours and you could feel your body tremble slightly. he pulled away, leaving a trail of kisses along your neck.

you giggled as you feel the tickling sensation against your skin. your laughter continued as you felt him slowly moving his body over yours, his weight pressing you gently into the couch.

"i missed you like crazy today” he says gently, his voice husky and full of desire.

he lightly trailed his fingers along your cheek as you felt your face heat up despite the warm embrace of ruben's presence.

“i missed you too” you replied smiling.

you sat up and stretched your legs over ruben's lap. you were still tired from your slumber but you were glad he was back.

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footballffbarbiex · 6 months

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Is it too late to request Ruben Dias with baby daddy ‘pumpkin picking’ please? Maybe you’re all out picking with your eldest child & heavily pregnant with the second. Ruben gets a bit sassy and reader threatens to attach a pumpkin to Ruben (like the viral watermelon videos of dads-to-be having them taped to them) and he soon goes back to being fluffy?

from this list.

sorry this is a bit later than planned, but i hope you like it!

each step brings a low, dull ache in your lower back and a splintering pain across your hips which only slows you down further than the waddle that you're now doing. it doesn't make it any easier with the ground now drenched from the last few nights rainfall and your feet threaten to slip out from beneath you with each squelchy step. even as you cart the wheelbarrow which helps to keep you the right way up.

Rúben walks ahead with your daughter, both of them managing to stay upright better than you, though she is supported by her daddy. her wellington boots have a thick layer of sludge going up past the rubber soles like a thick layer of icing upon a birthday cake. but he makes sure that she never falls, that even when she begins to lose her footing, that he's right there to give her her confidence back as he helps her regain her balance. she looks so small next to him and yet, she was growing up far too quickly. everything, physically, about her was Rúben and it made it far too easy for him to sweet talk you into having another baby.

he had promised that the first weekend when they were both available, he would take her pumpkin picking. she'd seen pictures from her friend's and acknowledged her jealousy, asking repeatedly why they were able to go but she wasn't. Rúben hated to see his little girl upset, especially for something that was so easy to fix.

several other families mill around, some slipping and sliding and no doubt seeing their life flash before their eyes as they begin their downward journey into the dirt. the sun seems brighter, imitating the way winter sun blinds, though it probably doesn't help that it's cutting through a veil of fog which hangs over the fields, leaving the scene before you all to feel incredibly spooky. you half expect to find a scarecrow to be hung up with a pumpkin head carved with a menacing smile as an attraction to take pictures with.

"mummy is a slowpoke," Rúben says loud enough for you to be able to hear, deliberately turning his head to ensure it reaches you as far back as you are. she giggles, betraying you in the process, and begins to chant "slowpoke" as she bends over to examine a pumpkin before deciding that it's not the one for her.

"come on mummy," he laughs as he begins to run in slow motion, "lets have a race, see if she can catch us." he says, encouraging the mini version of himself. she eagerly agrees, traitor, and begins to mimic him while squealing "catch us mummy" over and over.

Rúben's happy smile quickly disappears as he catches your expression and he gulps as you approach.

"what was that?"

"nothing," he feigns innocence.

"daddy says you're slow." your daughter says as she approaches with a small, but to her a large, pumpkin in her hands. it's dirty, the mud clings to her small hands but she looks super proud of her find as she rolls it into the wheelbarrow.

"keep speaking like that honey," you say, your words dripping with sweetness as you give him a smile just as sickly, "and you'll find yourself picking out an extra large pumpkin to strap to your stomach while i zap you with a TENS machine to see how a tiny bit of this feels."

"that sounds like fun." he grimaces, "but i'll, respectfully, pass. hey sugarplum, do you want to show me those big muscles of yours and maybe help mummy push this wheelbarrow while i help her walk along?" he asks, squatting down to her level and using a calming voice.

she immediately lifts her arms to flex her biceps and show that she's capable of it while he steps to your side and wraps an arm around your lower back.

"good choice Dias, good choice."

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oh-saints · 1 year

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okay but .... something cute and domestic with ruben where you're cooking or he's cooking anf you're listening to music (whenever I think of this I think of him listening to this portuguese song called princesa (beija-me outra vez) by boss ac and idk I just think it fits him so well) and just holding each other and making out in the kitchen ... him singing the song to you 😫

anon, just so you know, you got me into the song so much since the first time i saw this on my askbox (which has been a while) that i got carried away

princess

rúben dias x you

word count: 1.3k

tw: mention of sex and suggestive words 👀

notes: happy birthday to our favourite centre-back! gotta celebrate it with a homebody ruben because domestic ruben always sends me... 😫😫 but as usual, i always write at dawn so this is not yet beta-read.

the amazing song's here!

your alarm vibrated your phone against the wooden bedside table and you had never dragged your body up faster than that moment.

for the purpose you were planning today, you had to wake up earlier than your boyfriend. which, ironically had never happened before during your entire 1-year stint with him so far. that was because the giant piece of delicious boyfriend beside you was a morning person and a man of routine—wake up at 7, wash up, wake you up, drink some energy drinks of his own recipe as he waits you to finish dressing up.

funny how you were the one with ordinary 9-5 job yet he always woke up before you and always managed—and so far, without avail—to drive you to work before heading out to his.

so to appreciate all the effortless effort he exerted of being a flawless boyfriend the past year, you intended to celebrate the most important day of his life with something you’d never done before. not with him, and not you’re your exes too, because rúben was worth something else than a mundane, expected gift.

you sneaked out of rúben’s humongous bed, tiptoeing your way out of the room because the centre-back was apparently sensitive to sound as well. multitasking lady as you are, you managed to pick up your boyfriend’s large black shirt he shed carelessly last night from the floor and wore them as you passed by the living room because there’s no way I’m doing this in a Herve Leger dress.

as soon as you reached the kitchen, you ransacked the place, searching for the ingredients you’d scattered all over the place beforehand so rúben wouldn’t get suspicious about the plan you were pulling today. you could swear his ability to read the game reached off the pitch too sometimes and it drove you crazy most of the time.

it might be simple, your plan. it was only putting together his favourite cake, with recipes you got from his mother as well as approval from the club’s nutritionist, but you knew it’d mean the world to rúben because he’d been deprived of the earthly pleasure since he committed himself to the athlete life.

you went on to colonise rúben’s kitchen with your work of art, fully immersed with task at hand and humming along the right lyrics to whatever song was playing.

“minha vida,” shivers ran down your back because he used the combination of his bed voice with the nickname he pulled out only when he was being seriously romantic. “what are you doing?”

damn it, he’s not supposed to wake up in another 30 minutes! you groaned inside but outside, you gave him a sheepish smile, embarrassed to get caught red on action. with flours and eggs and whiskers everywhere, you couldn’t escape him anymore.

“I’m cooking?”

“I see that,” oh fuck, not that sly smirk on his sleepy face. you could feel your resolve dissolving slowly but surely because who could resist this sexy motherfucker in the morning? “why are you cooking then?”

you tried to collect yourself altogether while rúben eliminated the distance between you and him in three strides. “for your birthday, of course.”

in rúben’s standard (his words last night), you both had commemorated the sacred day (your words last night) with an early birthday dinner that followed up with an explosive love-making. so passionate you both could barely contain your desires towards one another right after you both stepped out of the elevator. so passionate it lasted till the wee hours.

which was a record because in between yours and rúben’s hectic schedule, it was nearly impossible to have both of your saturdays and sundays off in the same weekend.

but rúben could see you through the thick veil you were trying to wear, and his smirk only grew at your futile attempt to compose yourself before he pulled your chin closer to his gently, despite his rough hands due to countless harsh contacts with the grass. the sensation left you further breathless, and the sensation of you breathless under his touch was what fueled him to cut off the breaths altogether by clasping his lips to yours without mercy.

you gave in without a fight, of course. you gave him away yourself a long while ago, anyway.

it was always satisfying to hear the click that went off whenever your lips got separated, mostly on rúben's account, but it was more gratifying for rúben to see your cheeks red and lips swollen only for him. “go on then,”

he turned you around, back to face the messy kitchen island, while he settled himself on your back. your senses grew hypersensitive with the way his hands rested lightly on your waist and the way he stood ghostingly behind you. so close, that you could feel him breathing down on you, yet so far with how featherly his touches were, so unlike his usual manner of protective hold.

“don’t stop on my account, gatinha,” and you had to hold back an audible gasp at his timbre rumbling against your spine. “if you stop, I’m going to punish you for making an unfinished mess in my kitchen.”

rúben had the audacity to let out a deep chuckle when you squirmed against his hold, as he murmured the word punish directly at the shell of your ear, as if he didn’t know any better of the effects he had upon you. “I’m serious, meu anjo. don’t test me.”

you had to bite back your response of I’m squirming because I know you’re serious. besides, you weren’t one to back down from a challenge—rúben knew that by now. it was one of the reasons he dated you in the first place, your competitiveness reminded him there was still another layer of clouds above the sky.

so you poured every last ounce of your concentration to working on rúben’s cake to the point you didn’t notice he was already moving away from you, towards the conjoined living room to change your playlist of liked songs into his dedicated playlist for you.

it was only when you’d inserted the baking pan into the oven that you realised rúben was singing—half rapping too because we stan a multitasking king—the song he serenaded you with the night he asked you to be his girlfriend, as he slid his feet against the floor with a bit of dancing groove towards you.

enfeitiçaste-me no dia em que te conheci, fico fulo da vida quando eles olham p'ra ti

you bewitched me the day that I met you, I get mad when they look at you

you laughed at his “stage act” as you washed your hands, a bit faster than your usual thorough routine because in all honesty, you couldn’t help yourself for wanting to join him. the song was long forgotten and your goofy boyfriend was reminding you all the reasons why you fell in love with him, and why you were doing all these surprises in the first place.

“princesa,”

rúben stretched his arms towards you as soon as he saw you were done drying your hands, and before long he’d had you spun around towards him. he caught you at the right moment, engulfing you in a tight back hug despite his twisted arms on your front. but the awkward position was the last thing in his mind when he had you reaching up to kiss him one more whenever the lyrics said beija-me outra vez (kiss me again one more time) before laughing and smiling in his arms as he swayed you left and right gently.

so bright and blinding and happy like it was your birthday instead of his—and he didn’t mind if it felt like that because you’d brought him more mirth in his life in the past year than his long list of exes had ever done.

he didn’t mind because you’d given him more than enough of reasons to live to love you.

“princesa,” rúben drew his hands down the line of your body, feeling every inch and curve hidden beneath his linen shirt. he thought his teenage dream of having his lover wearing white was insane but in reality, wearing black and nothing else but skin underneath his palms was a whole new different game. “you feel so good,”

and it, indeed, felt so damn good as his hands traced the outline of your outer thighs that you didn't feel ashamed for letting out the most disgusting mewl in between broken gasps.

but the oven got to turn off in that moment.

you broke off from your trance as the ting! sound rang off your ears like a siren blaring but rúben held you prisoner under the ministrations of his hands, you remained puny in his arms as his hands travelled closer to the most pulsating, aching part of yourself right now.

“i want you in my birthday suit, princesa,” rúben growled in your ear as he gently bit off the soft bone, the beast not taking a no for an answer. “now.”

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neverinadream · 6 months

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Get Yourself An Uglier Suit

Summary: He looks too good not to touch.

Pairing: Rúben Dias x Fem!Reader

Requested: Rubencepts 🇵🇹

Song Inspo: Nonsense - Sabrina Carpenter

Warnings: 18+, smut, pre-established relationship, dom!rúben, sub!reader, dirty talk, pet names (baby, princesa, good girl...), praise, little bit of degradation, the reader is referred to as a needy slut and is called desperate, oral (male receiving), face fucking

Notes: it's been a while since i've written for this guy, pretty sure the last time i posted anything for rúben was this time last year, maybe?? oops...anyway, this is a short one to go with something i was discussing earlier. not sure if it's any good, just kinda wrote the first thing that came to me. did we like it?? feedback is always appreciated 🫶🏻

"Just couldn't wait, could you?" Your eyes shimmer with anticipation as Rúben's cock springs free from his boxers. "Needed this, didn't you?" He wraps his hand loosely around the base of his cock, tapping it a few times against your tongue, letting you taste the bead of pre-cum that glistened on the tip, before guiding the first few inches past your lips. "Yes?" He retrieves himself, letting it rest at your mouth.

You press a kiss to the tip. "Yes."

Wrapping your lips around him, you lower your mouth down his length, taking him as far back as you can. He groans above, eyes squeezing shut as you fight against the resistance, feeling you swallow just to work that little bit more of him into your mouth.

"It's your fault." A string of spit dribbles down your chin. "Should've picked an uglier suit."

"An uglier suit?" He chuckles, pushing his tongue against the inside of his cheek. "I'll remember that for next time then." He smooths his hand against the side of your jaw, his thumb wiping away the string of dribble. So much for not ruining your makeup. "Wouldn't want you to keep making us late because my style choices have turned you into a needy slut." His eyebrow perks as you grin up at him. "Like that, don't you? Like it when I call you needy and desperate? A slut?"

Your tongue swirls around the head, bobbing your head slowly a few times before pulling off again. "I don't like it," you answer, adding, "I love it."

"Of course you do." He taps his hand against his thigh. "Hands here, pretty girl," he instructs, resting his hand on the crown of your skull, "gotta make this one a quick one so one of the others don't come knocking. Remember what to do if it gets too much?" You answer by tapping your hand three times against his strong thigh. He smiles. "Good girl. Now let me fuck that pretty face, princesa."

He has total control of you, thrusting his hips forward, pushing his cock deeper and groaning each time he meets resistance at the back of your throat. "You look so fucking pretty like this." It rolls off his tongue as easily as he slips into you. "A mouth full of my cock," he grunts, guiding your head in a rhythm that makes his head feel dizzy, "taking it so well for me-"

You moan approvingly, staring up at him with wet eyes.

Taking a hand off his thigh, you explore his body, circling it around to feel his ass. His hips jerk forward as you give him a firm squeeze.

"Better fix your makeup before we go down," he hums, rolling his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing as he picks up pace. His fingers grip your crown harder. "But I'm gonna leave your lipstick all over my cock," traces of your favourite lipstick painted his length like you had branded him, "like a little reminder."

You groan and flutter your lashes, a flood of wetness pooling between your legs. That was an ache you were going to have to tolerate until after the ceremony had ended.

"Look at me, baby," he directs your attention back to him. His thrusts had become longer and harder, his breath becoming ragged and his thigh trembles under your hand. "Pretty girl," he mumbles, watching your mouth bottom out on his cock, "with pretty eyes and a pretty mouth that was made to take this cock. Shit. Think I'm gonna-" His chest puffs out as he fails to get the rest of the sentence out.

You look up and watch him give in, feeling his cock jerk and pulsate in your mouth. A strong trail of expletives rolls off his tongue as he empties himself, a final groan sounding off as he feels you swallowing. You keep looking up at him, even as the tension in his jaw softens and his eyes flutter shut. His fingers release the back of your head and his touch turns to soft strokes along the side of your head.

"God," he clears his throat, shaking his head with a soft smile, "happy now?"

You press one final kiss on the tip. "Very."

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nosugarallspice · 8 months

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Can you write about Ruben Dias praising you while you give him a blowjob? 🙏

This hits 🤭

Minors DNI!!

Word Count: 184

“You’re doing so good, baby.” Ruben moaned, his hand resting on the back of your head, pushing you down to take more of him in your mouth.

The tip of his cock hit the back of your throat, causing a gag to escape you, sending vibrations against him.

“Fuck, you take me so well.” The praise hit you straight in the core. You squeezed your thighs together. You stared up at him, his pretty brown eyes staring back at you.

“You look so pretty with my cock in your mouth.” He thrusted up, another gag escaped you. “Good girl.” You continued your movements, your hand reaching down to massage his balls.

You felt his cock twitch- which only meant one thing, his release was near. You hollow your cheeks, bobbing your head faster.

His head fell back against the couch cushion, groans leaving his lips. You didn’t stop until you felt the warmth of his cum on your tongue, swallowing every last bit.

He pulled you up from the floor. “You’re too good to me.” He smiled before kissing you.

“I know.” You smiled

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footballerimaginess · 2 months

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Blurb night idea- one with Ruben Dias where there’s an ongoing joke about having to compete with John Stones for Ruben’s love and attention, but then something happens where Ruben chooses John over the reader which makes them upset?

The whole team knew that Ruben and John had a funny friendship the fact that they were always joined at the hip. "Will you be coming with me to my awards show for work? I am up for an award, I thought it would be cute if you came" you asked Ruben as you were washing the dishes up.

"Oh yeah course I will be there" he gave you a big smile. - The day of the event, you were dressed in a tight black dress which held onto your body in all the right areas which made you look perfect if you say so yourself. You text Ruben that day reminding him about your award show and he replied with a heart emoji. But he was still not home at all, you were supposed to be leaving in 20 minutes and he was not picking up his phone. "Where are you Rube? we are supposed to be leaving soon and you aren't even here. I guess you are now not coming" you moaned into the voicemail. The taxi was here now and Ruben was nowhere to be seen, leaving him numerous voicemails he just wasn't replying now. You left in the taxi and headed to the show, scrolling through your phone when you saw a picture of Ruben out with John. "Oh" you loudly spoke as you were shocked that he would be out for the evening when he specifically said he would come. Ignoring the way you felt, you were happy enough to go to the awards show on your own and eventually winning the award for all your hard work in the community. "I won" you smiled as you walked into the house. "Oh that's great, sorry was busy" Ruben shrugged. "Yeah I saw, don't get to not post it on your story next time. I can't believe you sometimes, it has really made me upset and you don't care. But it's okay, because I had a good evening" you bluntly replied, trying your hardest not to show your anger towards him.

#hayleys blurbs #ruben dias imagine #ruben dias blurb #ruben dias x reader #football imagines #football imagine #football blurbs #football blurb

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findingnemosworld · 7 months

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𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 - 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬/𝐫𝐮́𝐛𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐬

・𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬

( 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐑𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐒𝐨, 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐨𝐫 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝟕 𝐨𝐫 𝟖 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲'𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬. )

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡, 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐬 𝐱𝐨𝐱𝐨

" Are you sure you’ll be ok? "

Sergio, who held their seven month baby girl in his arms huffs out a breath before rolling his eyes at his wife’s unnecessary concern, she was asked called in for a work trip which would see her leave to Italy for about a week and a half, " Amor, we’ll be fine ok! she’s going to have fun with me, not to mention the entire training center adores sweet Bea "

Beatrice babbles happily while she cuddled into Sergio’s embrace eliciting a smile from him and his wife who says, " You know I’ll always be concerned " she sighs, " Make sure she’s probably fed, I left bottles in the fridge for you to warm up and … no staying up late ok "

" I got this don’t worry " Sergio assured her before he and Beatrice saw her off to the airport then returned home.

The following weeks were spent with Sergio taking Beatrice with him to the training center, the players as well as the staff doted on Beatrice who was quiet and reserved as opposed to babies in that age, he’d then take her to the park, along with a few trips back to Sevilla to spend time with his parents. All the while he’s ensuring she had the best time, he also made sure to keep his wife updated.

He sent numerous pictures throughout the week, and was delightfully surprised by her posting one of them on her social media account.

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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝.

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Rúben picks up his eight month old daughter Violetta in his arms and smiles at her, " It’s just you and me princess, your Mãe just travelled " he states, gently taking her to the bedroom, where he placed her inside of the crib, " You know I miss her already and it hasn’t been twenty four hours since she left "

He’d been married to Y/N for three and a half years and was blessed with Violetta eight months ago, those three and a half years were full of bliss and elation, akin to three months that passed by ever so quickly.

Violetta babbles, while Rúben continues talking, " I love your Mãe so much, always had adored how hard working she is but I hate these work trips no matter how long or short they are, not having her around makes the house feels lonely, don’t get me wrong, we are both blessed by you, but she’s the light that keeps the house afloat "

The next two weeks, Rúben was able to juggle through and divide his time between taking Violetta with him to training, as well as taking her out to the park as well as play dates with the other babies, he was grateful for the presence of his teammates who aided him to ensure the weeks were much more facile, while doing so he made sure to update his wife with photos, and funnily enough three days before she left he finds one of the photos on her social media profile.

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𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝.

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Hi ❤ wrote this blurb today, so I hope you like it. You can let me know what you think, it's always appreciated 😊 Thank you to the person who requested this, the idea was so cute ❤

Babying Ruben after he picked up an injury:

"Baby!" you hear your boyfriend call you from where he was sat on the couch.

"I'm coming!" you exclaimed, leaving the vegetables you were just chopping on the cutting board and making your way to the living room. "What is it baby?" you asked as soon as you made it through the door and saw Ruben laying back on the decorative cushions of your couch.

"Sorry, baby. Would you get me some water?" he asked, looking at you apologeticly.

"Sure, just a second" you answered, sending a soft smile in his way to make him feel a little better about asking for your help a hundreth time that day. You knew how hard it was for Ruben to depend on someone's help this much. He was always the one who wanted to protect you, care for you and provide for you, so it is no wonder it was difficult for him to be the one who needs to be cared for. The injury he picked up during his last game making him feel entirely helpless. The smile that spread on your lips was meant to tell him you didn't mind taking care of him. In fact, it actually felt good to, in turn, do something nice for him, something to show him how grateful you are for all the times he has so selflessly taken care of you.

You turned on your heel and went back to kitchen to fill a glass with water. Once you got the liquid in the glass you walked back to your boyfriend, putting the glass on the coffee table, so that he could easily reach for it, whenever he wanted.

"Thank you, sweet girl" Ruben said quietly, making another smile spread on your lips. "Give me a kiss?" he asked, looking up at you with his puppy eyes. You nodded your head, leaning down to him to connect your lips with his. The kiss was slow and gentle, your hand cupped his cheek, as his pulled back the hair falling into your face.

"Gotta get back to making dinner" you mumbled against his lips and pulled away, Ruben's eyes following your figure as you made your way out of the living room.

You spent about an hour running around in the kitchen, finishing up dinner for you and your injured boyfriend, making sure everything was according to his diet plan. Once the meal was ready you took out two plates and put the food on them to then bring it out to the living room, where you and Ruben could eat it on the couch. You put the steamying plates on the coffee table and made yourself comfortable next to Ruben. He sat up, kissing your cheek quickly before reaching for his plate.

"Smells delicious, baby" he told you, taking the fork in his hand. You smiled as he took the first bite and you heard a humming noise escaping his mouth. "And it tastes even better, angel" he added with a full mouth. The two of you ate in silence, watching the show that Ruben has put on before.

After the two of you were done with your dinner, you made sure to take the plates back to kitchen and wash them up, before returning to your boyfriend. As soon as Ruben saw you walking through the door he reached out his arms to you, inviting you to sit close to him. He had his legs up on the couch, his back resting against the arm rest. He spread his legs slightly for you to take a seat between them - so you did, resting your back on his chest. He took one of your hands in his, intertwining your fingers together, his other hand resting flush on your stomach. You raised your intertwined hands up to your mouth in order to press your lips to Ruben's knuckles, as he placed gentle kisses all over your shoulder and your exposed neck.

"Thank you for taking care of me, sweet girl" he mumbled into your skin, his beard scratching it gently.

"Of course, you always do it for me" you whispered back, your lips still grazing the top of his hand.

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