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New x male reader Writer!

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Hey, what’s up? Kai here, I’m a fairly new writer. English is my 3rd language, so please be kind with my grammar. You’ll mostly find me writing for:

Neymar Jr x male reader - Pablo Gavi x male reader - Jude Bellingham x male reader - Finely Burns x male reader - Joao Felix x male reader - and more…

Please don’t be shy to request. As this gives me more inspiration :)

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My requests are open for:

Neymar Jr x Male Reader - Pablo Gavi x Male Reader - Jude Bellingham x Male Reader - Finely Burns x male reader - Joao Felix x male reader - and more…

If you want to request a male!oc (original character) or a gn (gender neutral) don’t be shy! But please don’t request anything too crazy ifykyk.

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Hi 👋 I’m normally the one receiving the requests, I’ve never actually requested before but could I request a Gavi X Male Reader maybe?☺️

Pablo Gavi x male reader

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Pablogavi fifth Christmas with you 🤍

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Joaofelix79 you two been together that long🤯

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Yourinstagram fifth time saying merry Christmas to you<3

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Ynupdates (pretend you guys are kissing)

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Ynupdates We wish @Pablogavi and @.yourinstagram and everyone else a marry Christmas and a happy 2023! 🎆 And thank you for exclusively sending us this photo to post!!

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Ynhater1 when you think about it yn is a pedo

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↳pabgavifan1 no, but it’s literally in their pinned post on instagram, tiktok and Facebook etc. So next time when you call someone a “pedo”… do your research <3

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Are you still there? I am a bit concerned please tell us if u are ok😆

Yes I’m still here! I’m struggling with motivation, plus i have cleared my inbox so i have 0 requests! Please start requesting!

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backseat rider- pablo gavi

in which you and gavi are childhood friends, but even all those years of friendship couldn’t stop you guys drifting apart.

warnings: angst w no happy ending! first time writing on tumblr so excuse the bad layout… (english isn’t my first language.)

Pablo and you have been best friends, ever since that day where you met him at the bus stop. You guys ended up sitting side by side, the whole bus ride consist of you guys introducing each other.

From that day on Pablo and you became inseparable. Wherever you were he was there; viceversa. You saw Pablo grow up and become the great player he was now. You vowed to him that you would always be there for him no matter the circumstances. He did the same for you, promising you that no matter how many people knew his name he would never forget the person that was there for him when no one knew who he was.

Today was the day Pablo would finally be getting his own car! He had been asking for rides from you and Pedri, ever since training would start but now he would finally be able to go wherever he pleased. Pablo had called you weeks ago letting you know that once you were back from your summer vacation you two would spend the day catching up. The day had finally arrived, you were finally back in Barcelona. You were beyond jet lagged just wanting to see Gavi and sleep. You waited outside the airport Gavi was taking longer than expected, just as you were about to text him to see where he was a car honked in front of you causing you to jump up in surprise. You looked up and saw Gavi’s face. “Hola nena, necesitáis ir a un lugar?” A smile appeared on your face as headed towards him but before heading to the other side of the vehicle you noticed an unknown blonde girl in the passenger seat. Gavi noticed your confused facial expression and looked beside him and a realization hit him. “Ah! t/n, esta es Dafne.” You gave Dafne a light smile heading towards the back seat.

Five weeks had passed since you were back in Barcelona. Ever since the awkward encounter at the airport, you thought you and gavi would spend more time together; just you both. But that didn’t happen every time you suggested something he either had training or Dafne would be there too, that was until today. You were currently sitting next to Gavi on your couch watching a movie, before Gavi broke the silence. “I’m bored do you want to go get ice cream?” You nodded in agreement and both of you went to go freshen up before heading outside. “Pablito open the door! It’s hot as hell outside.” Gavi turned towards you with an awkward chuckle. “Actually y/n can you uhm sit in the back, I’m going to pick up Dafne along the way.” You nodded your head not in the mood to reject his order. You were now in the backseat listening to Dafne and gavi laugh about a new movie that had just came out. You sighed and thought back at the times gavi and you would do the same. When you would drive him to his training and talk about the movie you two had watched the night prior, you missed those times now all you felt like was a third wheel. Dafne was stealing your best friend and you were tired of it. You couldn’t spend no time with him because Dafne this and Dafne that. Gavi was yours first, but now it felt like he wasn’t yours at all.

Gavi had dropped you off hours ago but you were here in your bed thinking about what went wrong. You guys were drifting apart so bad it physically hurt you. It hurt knowing your best friend was turning into just another person in your life. You tired so hard to talk to him about it but there just wasn’t any time where it would be you and him alone. Dafne was always in the picture now. Maybe all this was your fault. Yes it was your fault you could’ve tried so much more harder to talk to him during your summer break. Days would go by and you would forget that gavi even existed, now karmas biting your ass and doing the same to you. Gavi was forgetting your existence. You sighed and stood up. You looked around your room, you noticed that more than half of the things didn’t even belong to you. They were gavi’s belongings but now that gavi wasn’t yours anymore you took everything and shoved it into a box.

This was it it took you so long to realize the tears coming out of your eyes and you knew that you weren’t crying because you were drifting apart from your best friend. You were crying because boy you fell in love with, is in love with someone else. That night you cried so much,you cried because there was no more gavi and y/n, you cried because all those years would be lost in memory lane, you cried because you realized your feelings so so late.

The next morning you texted gavi to see if he had time to come over because you needed to talk to him. He replied with a “of course. Me and Dafne will be there:)!” You had to explain to him that it was a you and him thing and Dafne couldn’t be present. It pained you that he couldn’t even hang out with you without needing her presence. Hours passed by when you heard a knock on the front door. You opened the door to reveal gavi, he flashed his smile at me with a worried look on his face. “Perdón. I would’ve been here much earlier but uhm you know training.” Liar. Pedri had texted me earlier saying they had a day off. “Just come in Pablo.” You sighed not mentally ready for what was about to happen. “I’m not going to waste your time I know Dafne must be waiting for you to return home, so I’m just going to get this over with.” He look at me with a perplexed look. “It feels like your breaking up with me” he giggled. But seeing your serious face he became silent. “We can’t be friends anymore Pablo.” “Que? De donde viene esto?” He looked almost mad. You sighed and decided to let everything out. “Gavi we don’t even spend time together anymore without Dafne being there. At first I was fine with it I stayed quite but now I just can’t take it anymore, I feel like I’m third wheeling all the fucking time! And when we do hang out she’s all you talk about.”

“You’re jealous of her.” He stated with a scoff. “Yes I am I’m fucking jealous of her because she stole my best friend!” You yelled out. “Just because your jealous of her doesn’t mean we have to stop being friends just get over it and everything will go back to normal.” You looked at him in disbelief he couldn’t be bloody serious. “Gavi you don’t get it. I can’t stand seeing you being with her because I’m fucking in love with you! It hurts seeing you in love with someone else!” Suddenly everything went quiet, gavi looked at you with a surprised expression a gasp leaving his mouth. “Why didn’t you tell me before.” “I tried to i really did but every time she was there 24/7. It pains me that you can’t live without her presence because before you used to be like that with me and seeing someone else fill in that part of your life hurts.” At this point you couldn’t help it, tears were streaming down your face. Gavi quickly towards you hugging you, he felt so bad he never wanted to make you feel like this. He promised you that he would protect you from people that made you feel this way but turns out he was the one making you feel this. His hands touched your face softly and turnt it upwards to meet each others eyes. “I’m so sorry y/n/n. I always promised to make you happy but recently I haven’t, we can work this out. Maybe it’s your emotions getting the best of you but you’re not in love with me. You just miss me! Yeah that’s what it is you have to understand that.” As those words left his mouth you sighed, in that moment you knew that she wouldn’t be leaving the picture and at the end of the day it would be you drowning in your own self pity.

You shook your head towards gavi not trusting your voice. “Don’t say no, you know I’m right cmon let’s just sleep on this. We don’t have to end our friendship. It’s us against the world y/n/n!” You hugged Pablo one last time knowing that after this he would choose her over you and it was the sad reality. “You don’t love me how I love you gavi and that’s okay. But I can’t do this I can’t lie to myself anymore. There is no us, there never was.”

And just like that all those years of memories, laughter, tears, awkwardness, love were long lost memories. He was never yours to begin with.

i’m not the only one- Pablo Gavi

In which you weren’t enough to make him settle.

Warnings: this is pure angst!

Notes: guys I know I’ve gone ghost but I hope you guys enjoy this, I know it’s not very long. I’ve seen all the fluffy request and I’m trying my best to write them!

You wished you hadn’t logged into Twitter. You wished you could unsee everything, every picture, every tweet. You had noticed that Gavi was trending on Twitter, you thought nothing of it thinking it was about the upcoming match, but once you clicked on his name photos and videos flooded your feed. In one picture Gavi, your gavi, had another girl sitting on his lap. Hand in hand. In a blurry video the girl pulled his face towards hers and they started making out. If the other picture wouldn’t have been leaked you wouldn’t have noticed it was your Gavi.

All those photos and videos went viral in seconds. Your socials were blowing up.

“Golden boy Gavi having too much fun to remember he has a girl at home” one of his fans had tweeted. “I can’t believe Gavi would do such a thing” you were glad that some of his fans were on your side, seeing as he a countless of times declared his love and admiration for you. You felt betrayed and embarrassed. Betrayed by all the Barcelona boys who claimed to be your friends, betrayed by Gavi himself who always promised to protect you and never hurt you. You were humiliated. Humiliated about how thousands of people were finally having the satisfaction of dragging your name across the dirt.

You decided to text Pedri to see if he knew where Gavi was, but you regretted opening Instagram too. Half of the Barcelona team had posted videos of them drunk, but what hurt you most was that Pedri had posted a video of Gavi and that girl dancing on each other and he was hyping them up. This was the same Pedri that you had a strong platonic relationship with, the same Pedri that would argue with Gavi if he ever did something to make you sad. You knew that they weren’t in the right state of mind but none of that mattered to you, they did what they did.

You were beyond exhausted and had no energy to argue even if Gavi returned home or ended up leaving the party with that girl, you wouldn’t be surprised.

Gavi was currently in the back seat of a Uber with pedri on their way home. Gavi knew he had fucked up he felt insanely guilty, he didn’t know what was going through his mind when he let that girl flirt with him let alone kiss him. At this point Gavi was hyperventilating Pedri was trying his hardest to calm him down. “Cálmate Tío, llámale aver si sabe lo que paso.” Gavi wanted to scream at him, calling him stupid of course you knew, his name was trending all over social media, pictures and videos were leaked. But as Gavi looked for your contact he saw that your messages were green, and that calls would go straight to voicemail. Clicking on the instagram app be noticed that your account was no where to be seen. “Pedri no me sale su cuente y los mensajes no se mandan y no suenan las llamadas.” Pedri let out a deep sigh he was feeling extremely guilty as well, he was supposed to be your best friend he was supposed to keep Gavi in check for you, he was supposed to discipline him for doing what he was doing instead of encouraging it. Pushing his luck he decided to call you. Straight to voicemail. Texts were green. Your account was completely gone. “Me bloqueo también.”

When Gavi arrived home he decided to sleep in the guest room, he knew that you didn’t want to see him by your side when you woke up.

He was up before you that morning with a nasty hangover. But was worse was the guilt eating him alive. His relationship was slipping and he wanted to fix it. He made breakfast for the both of you and waited for you to wake up to talk to you.

As you woke up you were certain that Gavi wasn’t home. You headed straight to the kitchen and saw Gavi sitting there with a guilty look on his face. You were amused, amused at the fact that he had the nerve to sit at the table with breakfast ready like if he wasn’t kissing another girl the night before, amused by the fact that guilt was eating him alive. That’s just how you wanted him to feel, guilty, embarrassed, and ashamed.

“Amor, necesitamos que hablar” he stated. You were disgusted at the pet name that was coming out his mouth. The same pet name that used to make you feel like the only girl in the world, now making you feel like the other women.

“Mi nombre es t/n, no es amor, nomas t/n.” You corrected him with a disgusted look on his face. You had no more respect for the boy in front of you. You had no more tears in you. You were just disappointed and angry. All you thought about last night was how you were going to break up with him in the most heartless way. You wanted him to feel just how you felt last night.

“Baby please… don’t be like that.” He said while standing up and taking step towards you.

“That’s not my name Pablo.”

“Perdóname por favor bebe, no estaba pensando bien ya se que eso no es una excusa pero no era mi intención.”

“Are you hearing yourself Pablo? I trusted you enough to go to that party i fucking trusted Pedri too so nothing would happen, but then this happens! You cheat on me while mostly all your team is there you know how humiliating that is seeing all these pictures and all your fans finally having the satisfaction of us not being together. You looked so happy in those fucking videos you were having the time of your life having another girls tongue down your god dam throat and all you have to say is sorry? You said while tears were streaming down your face, you couldn’t keep your emotions in. “It was embarrassing but thankfully all this will be over because you won’t be seeing me anymore.”

“What do you mean?” He said with his voice trembling.

“We’re done Pablo, there’s no more Gavi and y/n, i hope she was worth it.”

“No-no y/n, I made a mistake I know that but you have to understand that she didn’t mean anything it was a mistake, it’ll never happen again.”

“I know it won’t happen again Gavi, because we’re done. Over.”

Realization started to hit as you took in the scene in front of you, you almost felt bad, you’ve never seen gavi this broken down before he looked like a little kid who lost his mom at the store. There was a pout present on his face with tears streaming down his face. It took all your self respect to not hug him and comfort him, but instead you walked past him and grabbed your keys.

I have loved you for many years

Maybe I am just not enough

You've made me realize my deepest fear

By lying and tearing us up

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no te contaron mal- Pablo Gavi (english version)

after an argument, pablo let’s his actions speak louder than his words. 

warnings: curse words,cheating, asshole! gavi, gaslighting. no happy ending

#notes: i’m a little rusty with my writing, feedback is appreciated. please like & reblogㅤᵕ̈ (lowercase intended)

you were sat on your couch trying to shut the world around you. you couldn’t stand it anymore, you couldn’t stand not being able to voice your thoughts around your boyfriend without an argument spurring up afterwards. a relationship was supposed to be built up with trust and communication, you always told yourself that but you never knew when it disappeared in your relationship.

after a while you opened your eyes and let out a sigh. your eyes adjusted to the light, looking around you were trying to locate your phone. feeling somewhat calmed down you unlocked your phone and opened the messages app, you clicked on the pinned conversation and a photo of Pablo and you for your year anniversary adorned the contact information. you sent him two text; one asking where he was, the other reminding him to be careful, no matter how mad you were at him you could never wish for him to be in danger. swiping out the conversation you opened up your best friends messages, your eyes skimmed the last texts you had sent her, paragraphs of you telling her about the argument Pablo and you had. averting your eyes to the bottom of your texts you saw that she read them but never answered. weird

the digital clock on the coffee table read 2:56 am and you decided to get yourself ready for bed. heading upstairs you entered the bathroom and focused on getting the mascara clumps from under your eyes off your face and brushing your teeth. leaving the bathroom you made the bed and decided to try to go to sleep now knowing if you’ll be able to while Pablo wasn’t home.

the next morning you woke up and patted down the spot next to you. empty. you opened your eyes while trying to adjust to the light around your room, you sat up and reached for your phone on the nightstand. your notification bar showing you a bunch of notifications some from your friends, others from your siblings, a handful from twitter, and from your best friend. opening your siblings text first you saw all of them sending you pitiful texts and a lot of links to post, and articles. clicking on the links pictures of your best friend leaving a house party in a disheveled state hand in hand with your Pablo. you were in disbelief and denial, there had to be a reasonable explanation on why your best friend and your boyfriend were leaving a house party hand and hand and looking like that, but as you opened your best friends messages, you knew all the allegations and rumors were true. rows and rows of sorrys, and he said you guys weren’t together were displayed on your screen. you scoffed and left her on read, she wasn’t worth a reply from you not now and especially fucking never.

hearing a door closing you head shot up, hearing footsteps approaching your room and the door opening you were face to face with your cheater of a boyfriend.

“you better have a good ass explanation for this Pablo, or god hopes i don’t fucking knock some fucking sense into you, you prick.” you yelled out exasperated.

“i’m pretty sure y/b/n already texted you what happened, and you saw all those articles, there’s nothing for me to explain.” he replied nonchalantly.

“what the fuck Pablo, how can you just stand there so calmly, we’ve been together for over a god damn year and you go throw all away and with my fucking best friend, you’re a coward! how did it even happen, why the fuck did it even happen?” you yelled in need of answers

“i wasn’t thinking right, and she sent me a text telling me that there was a house party and that if i wanted to go and i accepted. i got there and we were just talking and then we kissed, it turned into more than that and she guided me into this room. the urge and curiosity got the best of me i just wanted to see what it was like if me and her… you know.” He was going to continue before you cut him off

“no i don’t fucking know Pablo because never has it crossed my mind to go fuck your best friend, never! did you always think of her like that or what?”

“ no y/n i didn’t but she was all over me and i was drunk out of my mind and she was there and you weren’t. you weren’t there with me so it’s your fault i got drunk, you were the reason i was drinking if you had just not caused the argument none of this would’ve happened! at least i didn’t do it with multiple girls it was just her that’s all. it meant nothing and you know that.” he finished off

“oh! do i really know that? and what do you want me to do to get on my knees and thank you that it was only her? huh! it would’ve hurt less if it was some random fucking girl but no you wanted to sleep with my best friend someone i’ve known for years!” you yelled back while getting off the bed in search of a bag and your necessities. you didn’t even pay to mind Pablo following you around you just wanted to grab your shit and leave.

“what are you doing?” he said while grabbing the bag from your hands. you looked at him like if he was stupid and snatched your bag back. he continued to pester you until you burst.

“you’re fucking delusional if you think i’m staying with a cheater that fucked my best friend!”

“but i still love you.”

that made you laugh. you genuinely laughed in his face and looked at him to see if he was seriously you couldn’t believe what you were hearing. he didn’t love you, his actions spoke way louder than his words.

“i’ll rather be dead than love a disgusting person like you.”

no te contaron mal- Pablo Gavi (version español)

después de una discusión Pablo deja que sus acciones hablen más que sus palabras

advertencias:malas palabras, le ponen los cuernos, gilipollas! gavi, no hay final felis:

#notas: no estoy a mi 100% con mi escritura, se agradecen los comentarios. por favor, dejen un me gusta y rebloguea ㅤᵕ̈ (minúsculas intencionadas)

estabas sentada en tu sofá tratando de cerrar el mundo a tu alrededor. no podías soportarlo más, no podías soportar no poder expresar tus pensamientos a tu novio sin que surja una discusión después. se suponía que una relación se construía con confianza y comunicación, siempre te lo decías a ti misma, pero nunca sabías cuándo desapareció en tu relación.

después de un rato abriste los ojos y dejaste escapar un suspiro. tus ojos se ajustaron a la luz, mirando a tu alrededor estabas tratando de localizar tu teléfono. Sintiéndote algo calmada, desbloqueaste tu teléfono y abriste la aplicación de mensajes, hiciste clic en la conversación anclada y una foto de Pablo y tú de tu aniversario adornaba la información de contacto. le enviaste dos mensajes de texto; uno preguntando dónde estaba, el otro recordándole que tenga cuidado, no importa cue enojada estés con él, nunca podrías desear que esté en peligro. deslizando la conversación, abriste los mensajes de tus mejor amiga, tus ojos recorrieron los últimos mensajes de texto que le enviaste, párrafos de ti contándole sobre la discusión que tuvieron Pablo y tú. desviando la mirada al fondo de tus textos viste que ella los leía pero nunca respondía. extraño

el reloj digital en la mesa de café marcaba las 2:56 am y decidiste prepararte para ir a la cama. subiendo las escaleras entraste al baño y te enfocaste en quitarte los grumos de rímel debajo de los ojos y en cepillarte los dientes. Al salir del baño hiciste la cama y decidiste intentar dormir ahora sabiendo si podrás mientras Pablo no esté en casa.

la mañana siguiente te despertaste y palpaste el lugar a tu lado. vacío. abriste los ojos mientras tratabas de adaptarte a la luz alrededor de tu habitación, te sentaste y buscaste tu teléfono en la mesita de noche. tu barra de notificaciones te muestra un montón de notificaciones, algunas de tus amigos, otras de tus hermanos, un puñado de Twitter y de tu mejor amiga. Al abrir el texto de tus hermanos primero, los viste a todos enviándote textos lamentables y muchos enlaces de publicaciones y artículos. Pinchando en los enlaces fotos de tu mejor amiga saliendo de una fiesta en casa despeinada de la mano de tu Pablo. estabas incrédula y negada, tenía que haber una explicación razonable de por qué tu mejor amiga y tu novio se iban de una fiesta de la mano y luciendo así, pero cuando abriste los mensajes de tu mejore amiga, sabías todas las acusaciones y los rumores eran ciertos. filas y filas de disculpas, y dijo que ustedes no estaban juntos se mostraban en tu pantalla. la dejaste en leída, no valía la pena una respuesta tuya, no ahora y especialmente jodidamente nunca.

Al escuchar una puerta cerrándose, tu cabeza se disparó, al escuchar pasos acercándose a tu habitación y la puerta abriéndose, estabas cara a cara con tu novio infiel.

"Será mejor que tengas una buena explicación para este Pablo, o Dios espera que no te golpee un poco el sentido común, idiota". gritaste exasperada.

"Estoy bastante seguro de que n/d/a ya te envió un mensaje de texto sobre lo que sucedió, y viste todos esos artículos, no tengo nada que explicar". respondió con indiferencia.

“¿Qué diablos Pablo, cómo puedes quedarte ahí tan tranquilo? Hemos estado juntos por más de un maldito año y vas a tirar todo a la basura y con mi mejor amiga carajo, ¡eres un cobarde! ¿Cómo sucedió, por qué diablos sucedió?” gritaste en busca de respuestas

“No estaba pensando bien, y ella me envió un mensaje de texto diciéndome que había una fiesta y que si quería ir y acepté. Llegué allí y estábamos hablando y luego nos besamos, se convirtió en más que eso y ella me guió a una habitación. el impulso y la curiosidad sacaron lo mejor de mí, solo quería ver cómo sería si yo y ella… ya sabes”. Iba a continuar antes de que lo cortaras

“No, no se Pablo porque nunca se me ha pasado por la cabeza ir a follar a tu mejor amigo, ¡nunca! ¿Siempre pensaste en ella así o qué?

“No t/n, no lo hice, pero ella estaba encima de mí y yo estaba completamente borracho y ella estaba allí y tú no. no estabas allí conmigo, así que es tu culpa que me emborrachara, tú eras la razón por la que estaba bebiendo si no hubieras provocado la discusión, ¡nada de esto habría sucedido! al menos no lo hice con varias chicas, fue solo ella, eso es todo. no significó nada y lo sabes. remató

"¡Vaya! ¿Realmente sé eso? y que quieres que haga ponerme de rodillas y agradecerte que solo fue ella? ¡eh! Hubiera dolido menos si fuera una maldita chica que no conozco,pero no, ¡querías acostarte con mi mejor amiga, alguien a quien conozco desde hace años! gritaste mientras te levantabas de la cama en busca de una bolsa y tus necesidades. Ni siquiera te preocupaste de que Pablo te siguiera, solo querías agarrar tu mierda e irte.

"¿qué estás haciendo?" dijo mientras tomaba la bolsa de tus manos. Lo miraste como si fuera un estúpido y le arrebataste la bolsa. siguió molestándote hasta que reventaste.

"¡Estás delirando si crees que me estoy quedando con un tramposo que se folló a mi mejor amiga!"

"pero yo aún te amo."

eso te hizo reir realmente te reíste en su cara y lo miraste para ver si hablaba en serio, no podías creer lo que estabas escuchando. él no te amaba, sus acciones hablaban mucho más fuerte que sus palabras.

"Prefiero estar muerta que amar a una persona repugnante como tú".

Me voy- Pablo Gavi

Gavi doesn’t understand how to balance his life.

You looked around you and sighed. You were lying if you said you didn’t expect it, but it was still a bittersweet feeling. As you looked up you saw how the waiter looked at you with pity in their eyes, you hated it, but you could only blame yourself. Your phone screen lit up and your eyes quickly scanned the screen but to your luck it wasn’t Pablo he was yet to answer your multiple texts asking him where he was.

You were done, your patience running thin you grabbed your belongings and left the restaurant. You felt humiliated the dress you had on and the makeup that was painted onto your face all felt stupid, you prepared yourself for someone who didn’t have the decency to show up. You waited for someone who stopped meeting you halfway. Entering your car you sighed and waited for the tears to come out but to your surprise nothing came out, you no longer felt sad, you were just tired. Tired of actually thinking that Pablo was going to change, tired of gaslighting yourself into believing that his love was actually enough for you. Maybe you did something to deserve this but even if you did you were not going to put up with this.

Driving home gave you time to think, to think about what you were going to do next. No explanation from Pablo was going to change your mind. Finally arriving at Pablo’s house you walked to his front door and unlocked it. The scene in front of you painted the perfect picture for you to be done with everything. In front of you was Pablo on his phone with no care in the world, as you walked towards him he looked up and looked at you with confusion. “What are you doing all dressed up y/n?” He questioned.

“I don’t know Pablo, oh wait I do maybe I dressed up for our date tonight but guess what my own boyfriend didn’t even have the decency to show up. By the looks of it he didn’t even have the decency to remember that he had a date to attend!” You yelled out. Pablo’s face suddenly dropped and regret filled his face. “I’m so sorry amor, I completely forgot you know how tired I have been with practice, but don’t worry I’ll make it up to you, tomorrow we can go somewhere else. Somewhere better.” He tried to propose. You just looked at him. You looked at him and felt nothing just tiredness you couldn’t even recognize your boyfriend. You didn’t understand where everything went so wrong, but looking at him you understood how the love you two shared wasn’t enough for the both of you.

“Pablo there is no tomorrow, after I leave this house there will be no more us. I need you to understand that this isn’t the first time that this has happened, Pablo I’m always by your side but now it just feels like I’m invisible to you. I don’t to argue I just want you to understand that I’m not mad I’m just disappointed, you promised me so much unconditional love and support, it’s so sad that you couldn’t keep your promise.”

i’m curious, when you guys buy jerseys do you guys stick to your size or get a size up or down? (i do a size up but i’m js genuinely curious!)

guys i want to try to write stories again but idk who to write abt & if i should continue my song prompts 😓😓

I’AM- Pablo Gavi

Notices: angst! (Are we surprised?) Song starts at 0:56 for lyrics to line up! Please remember that English is not my first language and I’m still trying to gain my confidence in writing back. Thank you!

You’re sitting in your apartment, staring at your phone. It’s late, and the silence of the night feels suffocating. Pablo’s last message still haunts you, the words replaying in your mind like a broken record. "Ya no sentía lo mismo que antes." He couldn’t even say it to your face, couldn’t even give you that courtesy.

He had been distant for months, his focus shifting entirely to football, to his career. You tried to be supportive, to understand, but every ignored call, every unanswered text chipped away at your patience. And when he finally admitted it, admitted that he didn’t feel the same way anymore, it shattered you.

"Me alejé porque vos no te fuiste. Quería estar tranqui, no lo entendiste."

You didn’t understand because he never explained. You wanted to be there for him, but he saw your presence as a burden, a distraction from his goals. He thought you were trying to control him, manipulate him. But all you ever wanted was to love him, to be loved in return. The nights are the worst. The bed feels emptier, colder. You curl up, trying to find comfort in the silence, but it only amplifies your sadness. "Ni la luna vino a verme. Perra, duermo en paz, pero estoy más triste." You want to hate him for calling you that, but the pain is too raw, too consuming to allow room for anger.

You scroll through your playlist, each song a painful reminder of what you had, what you lost. "Me identifiqué con letras antiguas que antes no me hacían tan mal." Songs you once listened to together now sting with every note. You turn them off, unable to bear the memories they bring.

You remember the arguments, his cold indifference, and your desperate attempts to make things work. He never wanted to change, never wanted to compromise. "No quería cambiar para gustarte. ¿Soluciones? Manipularme." You realize now that he never truly loved you, not in the way you loved him. You wanted to believe in him, in what you had, but it was all an illusion.

"¿Quién podría seguir? Vos querías la razón. Yo amarte, qué corazón cobarde." He called you cowardly, but he’s the one who couldn’t face the truth, who couldn’t admit his own failings. You wanted to believe there was still hope, that things could be fixed. But he was already gone, long before he ever said the words.

Your friends tell you to move on, to find someone who will appreciate you. But it’s not that simple. You’re filled with songs that now carry his name, each one a painful reminder of what you lost. "‘Toy lleno de temas que ahora sí tienen tu nombre, menos el que dice 'M.A.i'."

You lie there, the silence heavy and oppressive. You know you need to let go, but the pain is too fresh, the wounds too deep. The love you had, or thought you had, is now just a series of painful memories. You close your eyes, trying to find some semblance of peace, but all you find is the aching void he left behind.

And so you lie there, tears staining your pillow, wishing things had been different, wishing he had stayed. But he didn’t, and now you’re left to pick up the pieces of a shattered heart, alone in the darkness.

I’AM- Pablo Gavi (versión español)

Aviso: ¡angustia! (¿Estamos sorprendidos?) La canción empieza en el minuto 0:56 para que las letras coincidan. ¡Por favor, recuerden que todavía estoy tratando de ganar confianza en mi escritura otra vez! ¡Gracias! Igual esto está escrito en español Argentina, no español de España!

Estás sentada en tu departamento, mirando tu teléfono. Es tarde, y el silencio de la noche se siente asfixiante. El último mensaje de Pablo aún te persigue, las palabras se repiten en tu mente como un disco rayado. "Ya no sentía lo mismo que antes." Ni siquiera pudo decírtelo en la cara, ni siquiera tuvo esa cortesía. Estuvo distante durante meses, enfocándose completamente en el fútbol, en su carrera. Intentaste ser comprensiva, entender, pero cada llamada ignorada, cada mensaje sin respuesta, fue desgastando tu paciencia. Y cuando finalmente lo admitió, admitió que ya no sentía lo mismo, te rompió.

"Me alejé porque vos no te fuiste. Quería estar tranqui, no lo entendiste."

No entendiste porque él nunca lo explicó. Querías estar ahí para él, pero él veía tu presencia como una carga, una distracción de sus metas. Pensaba que intentabas controlarlo, manipularlo. Pero todo lo que querías era amarlo, y ser amada a cambio.

Las noches son lo peor. La cama se siente más vacía, más fría. Te acurrucás, tratando de encontrar consuelo en el silencio, pero solo amplifica tu tristeza. "Ni la luna vino a verme. Perra, duermo en paz, pero estoy más triste." Querés odiarlo por llamarte así, pero el dolor es demasiado crudo, demasiado abrumador para dejar espacio a la rabia. Deslizás el dedo por tu lista de reproducción, cada canción es un recordatorio doloroso de lo que tuviste, de lo que perdiste. "Me identifiqué con letras antiguas que antes no me hacían tan mal." Las canciones que antes escuchaban juntos ahora duelen con cada nota. Las apagás, incapaz de soportar los recuerdos que traen.

Recordás las peleas, su fría indiferencia, y tus intentos desesperados por hacer que las cosas funcionaran. Él nunca quiso cambiar, nunca quiso comprometerse. "No quería cambiar para gustarte. ¿Soluciones? Manipularme." Ahora te das cuenta de que nunca te amó de verdad, no de la manera en que vos lo amabas. Querías creer en él, en lo que tenían, pero todo fue una ilusión.

"¿Quién podría seguir? Vos querías la razón. Yo amarte, qué corazón cobarde." Te llamó cobarde, pero él es quien no pudo enfrentar la verdad, quien no pudo admitir sus propios errores. Querías creer que todavía había esperanza, que las cosas podían arreglarse. Pero él ya se había ido, mucho antes de decir esas palabras.

Tus amigas te dicen que sigas adelante, que encuentres a alguien que te valore. Pero no es tan simple. Estás llena de canciones que ahora llevan su nombre, cada una un recordatorio doloroso de lo que perdiste. "‘Toy lleno de temas que ahora sí tienen tu nombre, menos el que dice 'M.A.i'."

Te quedás ahí, el silencio pesado y opresivo. Sabés que tenés que dejarlo ir, pero el dolor es demasiado reciente, las heridas demasiado profundas. El amor que tenías, o que creías tener, ahora es solo una serie de recuerdos dolorosos. Cerrás los ojos, tratando de encontrar algo de paz, pero solo encontrás el vacío que él dejó.

Y así te quedás, con lágrimas empapando la almohada, deseando que las cosas hubieran sido diferentes, deseando que se hubiera quedado. Pero no lo hizo, y ahora te toca recoger los pedazos de un corazón roto, sola en la oscuridad.