#Gio the bubble

[flicklikesstuff]

lol, imagine

[galaxyedging]

Gio x f!reader

Set in this universe.

Warnings:none.

WC:400

Gio's Birthday

Gio fixed his tie for the millionth time. He wanted to call the restaurant again but as nice as the people were he feared even they might be tempted to spit in his food if he called again.

Instead he called you, again. You were nothing but patience with him. He had a nervous habit of checking, well, everything. You called it cute. Thoughtful. Dedication. You made him feel better about things he saw as shortcomings. You made everything feel better.

"Gio, this place is amazing! You didn't have to do all this. It's your birthday not mine." You'd gushed as he pushed your chair in.

"Well, like you say, you just have to treat yourself sometimes. I wanted to get myself a special gift this year."

"Well, thank you for bringing me along."

"I would take you everywhere will me."

The moment of you gazing lovingly into each other's eyes was broken by the waiter coming to take your order. The meal was amazing. You finished just in time for the even more amazing show. Moving to one of the comfortable sofas. The lights were turned off and through the window the sky lit up.

"No matter how many times I see it. It still takes my breath away." The colours of the Aurora Borealis danced across your features.

"I know the feeling." Gio pulled you closer, resting your head against his shoulder.

"This is wonderful. Thank you for sharing your gift with me Gio. You are also so giving. Happy Birthday." Leaning up, you pressed a kiss to his cheek. Anything more in public might have embarrassed your sweet doctor. 

"Thank you but this is not the present I wanted for myself. This is…" he pressed a small box into your hands. 

"What..?"

"Open it." A smile played on his lips.

Your breath was taken away for a different reason. The black velvet box held an engagement ring. 

"Is this…?" With your heart in your mouth you couldn't finish that sentence.

"Will you marry me?" Gio was usually only confident in his field, and in the bedroom,  but the way he asked, he was one hundred percent sure of himself.

"Yes." You completely forgot where you were before kissing him deeply. 

A blush settled on his cheeks as he slipped your ring on to admiring glances and subtle toasts from the other diners.

"Happy Birthday to me."

[michaelhholden]

I watched The Bubble and had no choice but to make a video about the best part of the movie - Pedro Pascal's weirdly hilarious "ambiguous" accent.

Here's the link of you wanna watch it!

[for-a-longlongtime]

"I claim this city- for the glory of Rome."

OK.

Look.

I love him, I really do. And I know he's going to be great.

But based on that first snippet of him talking? Yeah I'm not convinced yet that it ain't Gio hehehehe

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about Acacius and his accent

I keep forgetting to post this!

While we're all waiting in anticipation for the trailer to drop, I know we're also wondering whether he'll have a specific accent/dialect etc. I haven't really watched the OG Gladiator movie so I couldn't even tell you if the actors used a general accent, but I know movies like that often go for some generic British.

Cue @sparklefarts38:

GIRL. 😂

Obviously that ended up being stuck in my head for the entire day (hi, useless hyperfocus), and until I hear his actual voice I will probably hear Gio's every time I see a picture of Acacius

so

I thought I'd make this everybody's problem with a very poorly 'edited' gif.

You're welcome.

[laurgallery]

Gio Reyna USMNT

[archangeldyke-all]

@sumilane made this gorgeous art and i wrote a little something for it! i posted it already last night as a reblog but i'm going to make it it's own post so gio can add more art to it!! eeek!!!

men and minors dni

sevika is feeling strangely vulnerable.

it could be the bottle of whiskey the two of you have been sharing this evening. it could be that silco, the one person she knew best in the world, is gone now. it could even be the brat he left behind for her to take care of who's been slowly worming her way into sevika's heart throughout the time spent fixing up her new arm and changing their looks together.

it could just be you, though. the sorta-sad, mostly resigned look in your eye as you lament your relationship woes to sevika.

"i dunno... every time i think i could have something with someone-- not even like, marriage, but y'know-- just someone to share some intimacy with-- something happens and it doesn't work. after a while i just start to think maybe it's not the circumstances that are fucked up 'n maybe it's just me."

"bullshit." sevika spits, shaking her head and quickly refilling her glass with more whiskey. she has to do something with her hands to keep from reaching across the table and shaking your shoulders as she speaks. "y-you're fine. perfect--" she cuts herself off, a furrow in her brow as she glares at her whiskey.

you snort. sevika's adorable when she's tipsy, stumbling over her words and staring into space. fuck. you need to stop rambling about your heartache to the woman you're hopelessly in love with. "i-i'm sorry for dumping this shit on you sev. 's boring and stupid and--"

"no, shut up, it's just--" sevika blinks up at you then curls in on herself in a manner that's almost... shy. she clears her throat and looks away for a moment, almost whispering. "i-i'd marry you."

you blink.

"what?"

"i'm saying you're fuckin' stupid if you think you don't have options." sevika mutters, hunching her shoulders so much she looks small.

you're heart's beating a mile a fucking minute, and you squeak when you bite your tongue to make sure you aren't dreaming. "you said you'd marry me?"

"fuckin'-- obviously only in some hypothetical world where you were into me." sevika shrugs. "but...yeah." she grunts, before reaching out and drowning the whiskey in her glass, muttering a "fuck." under her breath.

you blink a few times, tears spontaneously bubbling up in your vision and a lump forming in your throat. "i was under the impression that i didn't have a shot with you." you whisper.

sevika's eyes fly to yours, wide and shocked. "what the fuck would make you think that?!"

"j-just..." you trail off, gulping again. "you're the most interesting, attractive woman i've ever met, and i am one of about a thousand other fuckin' people in zaun who think so. a-and we've been friends for years and you never said anything..." you trail off as sevika stumbles out of her booth and over to yours, shoving in beside you and cornering you against the wall, clutching your jaw with both of her hands as she stares down at you-- bewildered.

"is this a dream?" she asks.

"i bit my tongue to check-- it's real."

"i-i was serious y'know. i'll take you down to the courthouse tomorrow morning." she says, her voice shaky and sincere.

suddenly, the full reality of the situation hits you, and you burst into laughter. "i-i've been in love with you for years." you admit through giggles. "years!"

sevika starts to giggle too. "m-me too."

"and your fucking haircut is so hot all i've wanted to do for the past two weeks is kiss yo--"

sevika cuts you off with her lips to yours, and you sigh, wrapping your arms around her shoulders.

it's a drunk, sloppy kiss-- years of tension and yearning finally bubbling to the surface as sevika attempts to pin you to the booth.

you have every intention of letting her do just that when she pulls away, grinning down at you.

"you really bit your tongue, didn't you? i can taste the blood in your mouth." she asks.

you nod, clawing at her desprately as you try to get her to kiss you again. sevika grins, swooping in to do just that-- but when she pulls away the second thime with her leps stained with your blood, you gasp. "oh, shit!"

"i tried to tell you." sevika giggles.

"do i need stitches? can you give stitches to a tongue?" you ask.

"this really puts a dent in all my plans." sevika cackles. you snort, and she passes you the bottle. "drink. it'll wash the blood away."

"w-what plans?" you ask as you take a swig.

"the plans i had for your tongue."

you choke, whiskey spraying everywhere as you cackle.

sevika--covered in your spit, blood, and whiskey-- smiles so wide you think her face might crack.

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[woso-dreamzzz]

Treat You Better

Laia Codina x Reader

Summary: Laia thinks you're in a relationship with your best friend

"Don't do it," You warn Katie, nudging her with your foot.

"Huh?"

You jerk your chin over to Kyra. "Whatever you're going to do to her, don't."

"You're such a mum."

"One of us has to be."

You roll your eyes. You and Katie came from the same place, practically neighbours with each other. She and her sisters used to take you out to play with them when you were younger even though you were a few years Katie's junior.

Somewhere along the way, you ended up as the responsible one between the two of you.

"Er...What-What was she going to do?"

You're in the meeting room, waiting for Jonas to come in and start. Somehow, you've wedged yourself between Laia and Gio with Katie in front of you.

It's Laia that spoke and you have to steady your heart when you turn to look at her. There's something about Laia that always drew you in, continuing to circle her whenever you could. You called it a crush. Katie called it puppy love.

Either way, you're more than happy to reply to her.

"I don't know," You confess," But better to nip it in the bid early, huh? Who knows what Katie could do?"

You speak with such fondness that it throws Laia for a bit. She's only just joined Arsenal, still within her first two weeks and hasn't quite grasped the dynamics between everyone.

You're firmly entrenched in the thick of it. You float easily between players like Steph and Leah before turning to wiggle yourself into conversations with Jen and Lia.

But, one thing that Laia has picked up, is how close you and Katie are. She's not exactly sure what kind of relationship you have with your national teammate where you let her openly flirt with Caitlin in front of you.

It's strange and a little grating.

Laia knows deep down that she would definitely be a better girlfriend to you than Katie was. She knows that she would treat you way better than Katie ever would.

But, you just don't seem to understand that.

You stick your feet into the back of Katie's chair again when she makes another aborted move towards Kyra. Your shoes are off, tucked under your chair so you fold your legs under you when you retract your feet after Katie turns around to glare at you - something that you return with your tongue out.

You have a cute relationship with her, Laia surmises as her blood turns hot when Katie tilts her head to the side to lean against Caitlin's shoulder.

It's completely brazen to do in front of you, let alone in public.

Laia even sees you roll your eyes at the action and she can't stop herself from reaching out to hold your hand, just to offer a bit of support.

You jump at the sudden contact before meeting her eyes with a smile, readjusting your grip so you can lace your fingers together.

The action soothes Laia for a moment and she stares ahead of her with a silly smile on her face as Jonas finally begins the meeting.

But the happy mood she's in diminishes as she watches how Katie becomes more and more touchy with Caitlin the longer the meeting takes.

It starts off small, with little nudges and quiet inside jokes. It escalates to whispering in the ear, Katie's lips nudging the shell of Caitlin's ears in a clearly intimate action. Then it comes to Katie kissing Caitlin's neck when most people aren't watching.

But Laia sees it and she knows you see it too.

Her anger bubbles on your behalf and, when the meeting is over, she pulls you out by your joined hands.

You seem more than happy to go with her, willing to be pulled into a different, empty meeting room.

Laia releases your hand, pacing back and forth for a moment like she's trying to collect her thoughts.

"Laia?" You ask," Is something wrong?"

"I-You..." She shakes her head before trying again," Katie does not deserve you. If she cannot respect a relationship then she should not be in it."

"Laia, I don't understand."

Laia takes a step toward you, looking half-bold and half-scared-shitless. "Katie is going to cheat on you, with Caitlin, if she has not already. It is obvious and someone should tell you." Her hand reaches up as if she's going to touch your face before it's lowered again. "She does not deserve you and you do not deserve to be trapped in that relationship just because she's your national captain."

For a moment, you're still confused but then it all begins to make sense.

You laugh.

"I am not joking!"

"Laia." You step forward until you're chest to chest with her. "Katie...Katie is my captain, yes. We are close, yes. But...But I'm not dating her."

"You're not?"

"No." You shake your head. Boldly, you move to rest a hand on Laia's hip. "She's practically my sister. She used to knock on my door and ask if I was allowed out to play. Besides, I've got my eye on someone else."

"Oh..." There's silence for a moment before Laia finally seems to notice the way you're holding her. Her cheeks go a bit red. "Oh."

"Oh," You tease.

"Me?"

"You haven't noticed? Too busy staring at Katie?"

"I...Er..."

"Do you want to, maybe, go out with me for dinner? Or we could go somewhere? If you're not too angry at Katie then I'd love to take you to a place that she swears by."

"I'd like that."

[nicolethered]

Every time Pedro dies onscreen, suggested by @lokischocolatefountain (spoiler follow):

Eddie, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, 4x01 The Freshman (1999)

Kevin “Kip” Green, Law & Order: Criminal Intent, 8x08 The Glory That Was... (2009)

Special Agent Greer, Law & Order: Special Victims Unit, 12x24 Smoked (2011)

Liam, Nikita, 3x08 Aftermath (2013)

Oberyn Martell, Game of Thrones, 4x08 The Mountain and the Viper

Agent Juan Badillo, Graceland, 1x09 Smoke Alarm

Max Phillips, Bloodsucking Bastards (2015)

Jack “Agent Whiskey” Daniels, Kingsman: The Golden Circle (2017)

Dave York, The Equalizer 2 (2019)

*Thank you to @xxhypersomnia for reminding me about Dieter's overdose in The Bubble (2022)

Dieter Bravo as Gio in Cliffbeasts 6, The Bubble (2022)

Santos The Penis Collector, Drive Away Dolls (2024)

[enwoso]

could we have a hc or a short blurb about Alessia’s birth with Grumpy?

NEW ARRIVAL — alessia russo x child!reader

grumpy masterlist

🌸 alessia was over being pregnant, she wanted nothing more than to meet her little one. the sore back, swollen feet and the needing to pee after every single minute was boring now. she wanted to start her motherhood life now.

🌸 so when she started getting contractions, a small part of her was really relieved but every single other part of her was in a serious amount of pain.

🌸 her mum, carol, stayed by her side the entire time during the delivery while her dad, mario and two brothers giorgio and luca awaited the news of their new addition to the family at home.

🌸 “mum, i can’t- it hurts too much” “yes you can less, your the strongest person i know!”

🌸 after a very long and grueling five hours of active labour, but ultimately a very smooth birth. smoother than alessia had been expected having had every complication outcome scenario planned out in her head just in case. however thankfully they weren’t needed and finally alessia’s lovie was being placed onto her chest as small cries filled the room.

🌸 alessia just looking at you with so much love. as she took in all your features, your tiny hands, small pink lips and your little button nose as well as the small amount of hair that was on your head. in alessia’s eyes you were perfect.

🌸 “oh alessia she’s gorgeous! she’s even got your nose!” carol would point out as alessia would nod, her eyes bubbling with tears — happy ones though.

🌸 alessia’s dad and brothers rushing into the room talking loud and excitedly as carol shushed them in case it startled you, the three taking in your tiny form and you were passed to her dad for him to hold before alessia’s brothers.

🌸 the topic of your name, soon came around but alessia had already settled on your name months ago before you were born however wanting to be sure and seeing your little face she knew that your name would suit you perfectly.

🌸 “i’m already the favourite uncle! she just gave me a small smile” gio would tease his older brother who would just roll his eyes as alessia and her parents would laugh at their antics.

🌸 “i really hate to burst your bubble gio but she’s probably just hungry— and i don’t think newborns can smile just yet!” alessia would point out, as you would be passed back to your mum. it just about being time for your feed.

[judeswhore]

WRITE A GOAL DEDICATION BLURB

♡ okay ask and i shall deliver, based on this pic

your heart was in your mouth, fingers of both hands crossed as you watched your boyfriend set up to take the penalty. you couldn’t see his face, just focused on the steady rise and fall of his shoulders as he readied himself, the ball situated firmly at his feet. his mum was beside you, slightly less nervous than you were, a half teasing smile on her lips as she patted your leg.

“you’re more worked up than he is.” you huffed a light laugh but didn’t take your eyes off the pitch. jude shook his hands out just a little, twisted his neck and then took one last deep breath.

“i just don’t want him to miss.”

“he won’t.” the run up was small, the connection of his foot to the ball swift. he didn’t miss. it was embarrassing how quickly you were out of your seat, smile so wide it hurt, cheering a little too loudly but you cared little about the people around you as you clapped. jude was celebrating immediately, rushing from the goal to the corner of the pitch, sliding across the grass with his hands out at his sides.

you knew how much it meant to him, how elated he must be feeling as his teammates bombarded him with shouted praises and claps on the shoulder. gio had dived on to his back and almost knocked the both of them over and even from your spot in the stands you could make out jude’s blinding smile. he was laughing, trying not to drop his friend as he turned, his body fully angled to where he knew you were sitting.

he let gio slide off his back and searched the seats for a few moments, brows furrowed and you knew he was looking for you. his smile grew wider when he finally spotted you and your heart tugged, chest heavy with adoration, the need to tell him how proud you were almost overwhelming. his smile slowly turned smug. his gaze was zeroed in on you, both of you momentarily oblivious to the sounds of thousands of people around you.

you watched with bubbling emotion as he raised his hand and kissed his pinky finger, eyes locked on yours. you knew immediately before he did anything else that it was for you, a dedication that he knew few people would understand. from the start of your relationship it had become a tradition that the two of you would link pinkies when making promises, no matter how big or small. it had started off as a joke, he’d promised one time that he’d bring you home some ice cream and you’d forced him into a pinky promise. it had stuck since then.

it had also somehow found it’s way into his match day ritual. you’d tell him you loved him, pinkies linked together, and he’d kiss you in return. he never left until it had happened. the fact he was acknowledging it in the packed out stadium made you buzz with energy, throat closing as happiness zipped inside of you. you weren’t sure why you wanted to cry, maybe it was because it was the first time he’d publicly dedicated a goal to you but you were feeling more than a little choked up.

jude grinned a little wider and blew you a kiss, dropped his eye in a wink before he was spinning on his heel and jogging back into position. you gave a breathless laugh and shook your head, tried to ignore the curious glances of people around you as his mum bumped your shoulder. she threw her arm around you as you both fell back into your seats.

“he definitely knows how to cause a scene.”

[galaxyedging]

Masterlist

Before Dawn

Call Me Gio

Do Over

[karlurbanism]

Pedro Pascal as Gio in The Bubble (BTS)

[aheathen-conceivably]

When Josephine walked by the bathroom door, a familiar splash told her that Giorgio had finished his work and returned to their cabin for the evening. With a hidden smile she reached for the handle that he always left unlocked for her to sit with him. The moment he saw her he extended his arm out of the tub, carelessly letting the water fall on the floor as he beckoned her closer, “So did you have more luck with the bread today?”

Jo settled on the edge of the bathtub, trying to carefully angle the pair of pants she had stolen from him away from the water, “No. I swear a goddamn wizard wrote these recipes. It’s like every time I try something different goes wrong. Or just when it seems right I have to soak the beans or tend the laundry and when I come back it’s completely ruined…”

Her words were punctuated by his warm, benevolent laugh, and she reached into the tub to throw a handful of water at his face, “Don’t laugh at me! Just because some old woman taught you how to cook as a boy doesn’t mean we all know how.”

“Mi raccomando,” he grabbed her hand in his own, bringing it to his chest, “I’m sorry, forgive me. You’ll get it soon enough. I can stay inside to help next time if you need me.”

She let their hands fall to the edge of the tub and turned toward the door. No matter how many times he offered, she didn’t want his help; she wanted to do it on her own, to come through on the promise to herself that she would figure out the intricacies and mundanities of this life through sheer willpower. She also didn’t want to admit that each evening when she found him here after sundown was the best moment of her day.

It came to her in a rush every afternoon, her hands sore and mind numb from chores. Pure, simple happiness with none of the desperate desire to claw herself back to the top of whatever ladder she was on. But it was a feeling laced with dependency, the knowledge that your very sense of time revolved around another. When she found herself alone it nagged at her that she had become a woman who waited for a man, looking out the window for him and tending to his clothes. Then she remembered this, the look in his eyes and the rush of pure joy she felt looking into them, and she swallowed the bitter taste in her mouth.

He noticed her melancholy stare and reached a soaked arm out of the water around her waist. The other one went to her thigh, pulling it gently backward into the tub with him. “What are you doing! I’ll get soaked, stop! I’m full of flour! Gio!”

Again the warm laugh, so characteristic of who he had been when they met and so often heard again recently, “Oh, did no one tell you? We’re in the midst of a terrible drought. Recommendation is to conserve water at all costs.”

Despite everything else, it was easy to be with him in those moments, to tumble into whatever situation they were in, because she was with him. The frustrations of her daily tasks or her intermittent dreams of running away in the night were temporarily blinded. They settled into the waters below, shining and tempting her for a moment and then popping like bubbles.

But for now, at the very least, it was hard not to laugh and let herself sink into the water without a care in the world whether or not her work clothes got soaked to the bone.

[theecreatorcam]

what was supposed to be a relaxing bubble bath with Gio ended up leading to some other things. link in bio to see full vid.

[vsyrworld]

get to know my favorite driver's ship

this was made by me and for me and i wrote fanfic about them!!!

(fyi; i started watching f1 in 2015 so ofc you guys KNOW what my FIRST and ULTIMATE ship)

(older f1 ships: )

Brocedes :D (childhood friends, teammates, rivals, anything but a lover - crofty 2021)

OH COME ON. I will write an essay about their history. BUT ANYWAY, despite their toxic year in 2015/2016, I still adore how young nico and lewis friendship or whatever they had in Greece back then and I still keep this ship alive until the 2021 season. Their battle on the track was BEYOND TOXIC, yet their battle off the track (media drama) is HILLAARIOUS. How come Lewis accidentally spills out, the name that shouldn't be spoken for Half of DECADE. God both of them are dramas king. NICO PODCAST omg the talk with Alain prost and they compared his vs Senna battle with HIS AND Lewis's battle PLUS when Nico's storytelling his "friendship" history in ITALY at the SPONSOR EVENTS *CRIED* and lewis always mentioned how he loves ice cream and do cheating day in imola and monza BECAUSE IT WAS NICO WHO INTRODUCE THE FOOD THERE. ugh I hate and love them at the same time. (I do include some Seb/NICO too because I like see Lewis getting rilled up)

2. Kimi and Seb (I ADORE THIS A LOT)

my calm and serenity wise iconic ferrari couple. I feel like Kimi was the rock ice and water for Seb to prevent him from burnout because of ferrari. during 2017-2018, Seb pushed hard (same like Charles) and yet the car reliability fuck his championship standing. and kimi (--kimi was the last ferrari champion hiks) kimi just so attentive to seb and I genuinely like both of them being rebels to whole ferrari tradition (like they don't do rollercoaster thingy, they DON'T master Italian, they just become their self and being so comfortable in their own bubble, fuck world). I had noticed also Seb (and Gio) is the only teammate that can make Kimi laugh. I just super super adore them!

3. Maxiel (TRADITIONALSHIP! I REFUSE OTHER SHIP FOR MAX BESIDE DANIEL. I REFUSE!)

ugh should I explain them? THE CHAOTIC GAYEST ENERGY IN WHOLEEE 2016 GRIDS COME ON. I love how Daniel basically took young rookie Max under his arm and just had fun on and off the track with It? The biggest flop was when Max was just so hotheaded and they crashed in Baku. I thought their relationship gonna be stranded but GUESS WHAT? MAXIEL IS STILL ALIVE UNTIL NOW HELLO? and their relationship is so real not only for the camera but also out the camera. The other highlight moment is when Max is already 'too big' daniel really steps down from RBR because he knows, Max will outshine him, and he knows (what he learned from brocedes too) that it's better to go the other way.

(newer)

4. Dando (COMFORT SHIIP Not romantically also)

I thought daniel was max soulmate but LANDO excuse me? They can share daniel If they want. i just love how lando becomes so silly and blushes like school teenager around Daniel. i love how they INFLUENCE each other. I think because I feel nostalgic with them because they really similar with Maxiel in 2017 era, just one season before Daniel goes to renault, Maxiel was strained on thin paper. Dando other hands, well Daniel mostly, struggled in McLaren (with the papaya fans also still adore Carlos that time and refuse to let go him) plus Lando was shining bright just like Max 2016. Again, daniel he stepped OUT (this time). I guess, that similarity made me miss maxiel too.

5. last one C2 (Charlos) gosh, please!! ultimate!!!

loving and adoring them was expected though. It wasn't because they're both handsome (I already know Carlos was goofy ever since his Renault era so I never consider him as a handsome man) BUT DANG BOY, RED ON CARLOS WAS SOMETHING ELSE? RED ON CARLOS, BLACK ON CARLOS WAS SAKDAJSKDFHLKJSAFHKJAF.

-- okay back to the c2. It was a slow build okay? I realized that they are special during Carlos's first podium, Monaco 2021. Charles WAS LIKE ME. Blushing giggling, shy gazes toward Carlos. they are so endearing. Both of them are the victims of the Ferrari team. But I think they both understand each burden (Charles being the predestinated one, and Carlos had to prove his talent bcs he is a two times world champion son) plus, the way Ferrari screwed Charles in 2019. The team was cracked but with Carlos, I didn't expect this cursed team is heal :"D (Crying) and Charles become more relaxed, more enjoyed, even his coping mechanism is with laughter and Carlos just matches his energy. Idk , they gave me... a relationship through ups and downs.

and I realized there are so many people trying to pit them against each other, their fans are constantly arguing about who is the best and better driver, always dragging one of them down, but guess what is Carlos and Charles's response? it's completely differs from real life. They knew and fucking see it their fans tension. Carlos's anger to the Spanish media has already proven enough he had enough of these things. Charles also said in an interview that "what he saw about him and Carlos is nowhere true". they are the best PR relationship couple out there, but I also can see a genuine, how they know each other so weell. How Charles kept the football game updated just because of Carlos, how Carlos knows his favorite food, how they had their own internal jokes,

they are both soo lowkey on the camera during and outside the race. and I think that Is why people never hype them like carlando or everyone's favorite childhood rival to lovers lesttapen. And I thought they didn't really hang out with each other that much but WHAT WAS THAT SUMMER BREAK? HUH? YOU IN MALORCA AND WENT TO SOUTHERN FRENCH? What were the matching Instagram feeds color and aesthetic at New York? WHAT WAS THE THING ABOUT PASTA CARBONARA UN LUNGA NON PENNE? WHAT WAS THAT THING CHARLES SLEPT ON THE FLOOR just to accompany Carlos watching World Cup? The dolomites? The Sardinia?

there are soo many thing that they keep it so low-profile and under camera, and yet their conversation is so domestic.

[russolover]

16, 38, 41 please! love your writing!

Exhausted

Thank you sm I appreciate it! I hope you like it :)

16. “You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”, 38. “can we go home yet?”, 41. “you need some sleep”

It was the last few weeks before the big game, you and your team mates, were slightly going to extremes during training. A few weeks before the big game also meant only a few more weeks until the World Cup. It was understandable that every player wanted to be on that wold cup squad.

You glanced around the pitch, seeing Jen do sprints with Gio and Katherine which made you chuckle. From the side of your eye you also saw a particular blonde heading into your direction.

“Are you alright?”

Leah asked you as you were sitting on the ground drinking from your flask.

"Yeah just thinking"

You replied quickly. Leah sat down next to you before she could say something again.

"Its about Less isn't it?"

Her ability to know what's going on with her teammates always stunned you.

"It's just so confusing.. one minute we're all over each other and the next she's pushing me away- I don't get it"

Leah looked at you sympathetically and squeezed your shoulder.

“it’s probably the stress.. the whole World Cup squad thing and the big game.. you know how focused Alessia gets”

You kept staring into the directions of your teammates.

“She’s putting to much pressure on herself”

You whispered while fiddling with your flask.

“You should try to talk to her, invite her over for dinner and tell her how you feel or you could bring her to training at this point no one would be surprised”

She remarked with a smirk which you chuckled at. Flashbacks of last months party reminded you of the moment where Leah caught you and the Italian making out in the bathroom

“Come on I know no one’s going to use the bathroom on the second floor”

You whispered into alessias ear while pulling her softly into your direction. She only chuckled at this and let you lead the way upstairs. Once you both were upstairs the blonde pulled you in by your collar. Rather aggressive, some might say. You traced you lips down her neck, marking every step while the girl in front of you was a moaning mess.

“Don’t stop Y/n”

“I’m not planni-

“OH MY GOD”

You heard someone scream. Once you tuned your head four big eyes were directed at you and the blonde.

"Hey Leah.. Jordan what's up?"

You replied in a high pitched tone while still having your arms around the blonde.

“I’ll text her to come over tonight”

You thanked the blonde beside you before going back into the training facility.

After a few hours you go back to your place, deciding a cozy evening for you and Alessia would be nice since you didn’t had that in a while. You realised how quiet the blonde was when she came by that night, her usually bubbly demeanour was no where to be seen right now.

“Less?”

You spoke softly not to startle the blond next to you.

She didn't responded but turned her head so she was looking at you. You realised how exhausted she looked by the dark circles around her eyes.

"You look tired.. have you been sleeping properly?"

"I'm just stressed Y/n.. the next few weeks are going to be so much"

She whispered while resting her head on your shoulder. You didn't want to stress her out even more by asking about whatever you two had going on right now, so you decided to not bring it up for now.

“You need some sleep”

She wasn't protesting when you carried the blonde to your bed. Once she hit the covers she fell asleep immediately.

The next few weeks went by fast and you saw yourself standing on the pitch with Vic opposite of you waiting for the ref to blow the whistle to start the game.

It was Man U vs. Arsenal. The girl you've been having an on/off relationship with being on the opposite team. You kept glancing at her since you haven't talked to her in two weeks, but she didn't look in your direction. Even from a distance you could see how exhausted she was, the once ocean blue eyes looked tired.

After a strong fist half arsenal was up 1:0, but that didn't mean the game was anywhere near to being over. The second half went on with an equaliser from tooney. At the 70th minute you could see how Less started to slow down, not kicking the ball properly she just got form Maya. You knew what was about to happen and immediately ran into her direction. The Italian fainted directly into your arms before she could've hit the ground. Both teams surrounding you two and the medicals taking her immediately off the pitch once they got to her.

After what felt like the longest 20 minutes of your life you made your way to the medical room. You saw the blondes eyes lit up once she saw you walking through the door.

"Y/n"

She whispered your name while you walked to her bedside.

"What happened out there?"

You asked her gently while sitting down next to her.

"I dont know"

She mumbled while avoiding eye contact.

"Less..You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes."

"You're such a donut"

She laughed. The first genuine laugh you've heard from her in weeks, you knew by the scrunching of her nose and the crinkle around her eyes. There was a minute of silence afterwards before she started talking again.

"I'm sorry for ignoring you the last weeks, I put all my attention on football and that wasn't right"

She said regretfully. You smiled softly at her before pulling her into a hug.

"Well.. I know how much this means to you-"

"But that doesn't ma-"

"It's okay Less, honestly, I forgive you"

You cupped her cheeks and placed a sweet kiss on her lips. The Italian pulled you back in for a more passionate kiss before you two had to stop for oxygen. She smiled at you while softly caressing your nape. Those were the moments you missed the past few weeks and you were finally happy that you could have them again.

"Can we go home yet?"

The blonde asked right as the doctor came into the room.

"You can, but Alessia take care of yourself you were dehydrated and by the dark eyes I can tell you haven't been sleeping"

The doctor responded, while you took notes in your head to always have an extra water bottle with you from now on.

"I'll take care of it and I think I will sleep better from now on"

She said while looking at you with a soft smile.