#alexia x fem reader

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No Es Suficiente (It’s Not Enough) (Alexia Putellas x Reader)

Alexia x f!Reader,

Part 1/?

Warnings: buckle up babes, she’s angstyyyyyyy

Also, this is my first fic ever!! Big milestone, but quite honestly I’m not 10000% sure how I feel about this? Anyways, I hope you enjoy!! xxx Y/N’s eyes widened at the sight playing out below her, her mouth dropping open and eyes filling slowly with tears. She had known, of course she had known that Y/N would be at the event. Y/N quickly excused herself from the conversation, making her way outside onto one of the mostly abandoned balconies. 

Y/N and Alexia had been much more than friends, but had skirted around labels. The closest one would probably be friends with benefits, but that seemed to be simplifying an exceedingly complicated relationship. The two had met at an event held in Barcelona for famous women in the media a year and a half ago, Alexia the star football player, Y/N the stunning, highly accomplished young actress. The two had immediately clicked, and had spent the night talking and laughing like they were the only two people in the room. Alexia had seen some of Y/N’s work and considered herself a casual fan, in awe of the younger woman’s obvious talent. Y/N, on the other hand, who absolutely adored football and specifically Barcelona, had been a fan of Alexia’s since the midfielder had first begun playing for the club. As the night wore on and the two did not seem to be running out of things to talk about, Alexia invited Y/N to her apartment, where they spent the rest of the night getting to know each other in a number of ways.

And thus began their relationship. Y/N flew out to Spain whenever she could, and between new films and projects spent as much time as possible wrapped in the arms of the Catalonian, who adored spending time with her estrella. However, as time went on and Y/N’s feelings for the football star grew, she began wanting more. Any time the actress brought it up, however, Alexia shot her down, saying that what they had now was perfect, and that they were both so busy and saw each other too rarely for anything other than what they had. Alexia would never say it, but Y/N knew she was scared. Scared of what being in a relationship would bring, especially with the both of them being such public figures. So Y/N let it be, content to be the football star’s secret, at least for the time being. 

Y/N had met Alexia’s teammates, who treated her like family, and soon enough her Spanish visits became something she looked forward to more than almost anything else. Of course, these visits were not perfect, and many times she ended up feeling used, waking up to Alexia’s empty bed, cold sheets in her place while the older woman went on with her busy life. But Y/N was busy too, busier than she had ever been, and with her career on the rise and every director imaginable wanting to cast the up and coming actress in their new projects her Spanish visits became less and less frequent. She still texted Alexia as often as she could, FaceTime becoming her best friend, and was able to keep in contact with the rest of her Barca family, watching games at ungodly hours of the morning and accepting phone calls no matter the hour. She had even begun to carve out a life for herself in Barcelona, and while it did still mainly revolve around Alexia, she was feeling happier than she ever had. She attended many football matches, letting her inner Barcelona superfan break free, and soon became the life of the party, interacting with as many other Barca fans as possible. 

Hundreds of photos of her, sporting a number 11 jersey and waving a FC Barcelona flag littered social media, and she voiced her support for the club as loudly as she could. There were also many photos of her with the players, specifically one midfielder, sparking a number of rumours about the relationship between the two women. While these rumours had been circulating for a while, a photo taken of the two at a small coffee shop near Alexia’s apartment looking especially cozy had sparked an online frenzy, with Y/N’s fans and Alexia’s fans speculating on the relationship the two shared. These rumours had sparked the worst argument Y/N and Alexia had to date. Y/N had stayed relatively unbothered with it all, knowing how these things worked and that eventually people would move on to something else. Plus, a small part of her hoped that maybe this would show Alexia that things between them could work. I mean, they already knew they were insanely compatible, and an extremely attractive power couple to boot. In addition, Y/N had realized recently how deep her feelings for Alexia ran. She would even call it love, and Y/N was hoping more than anything that these rumours would be the push Alexia needed to make them an official couple. She couldn’t have been more wrong. Alexia was furious, blaming Y/N for the rumours, saying that if the morning when the photo was taken if Y/N had just gone somewhere else instead of insisting they go out together then they wouldn’t be in this mess. Y/N told Alexia she didn’t understand why the older woman thought it was a bad thing, that it was just talk and it would die down soon enough.

“Ale, this is a good thing!” the actress told her, crossing the room to take the older woman’s hand in hers. “This just proves what I have been telling you, that we can have a real relationship and things will be okay! Everyone online is being so amazing and supportive, we can make this work bebe! I do not understand why you are upset.”

“I am not surprised you do not understand,” Alexia seethed, ripping her hand away from the actress and walking to the other side of the room. “Unlike you, I need to have extreme focus every day I go to work, and you will be nothing but a silly distraction. This online interest just proves what I have been saying all along, people are more focused on our supposed relationship, and I need to be able to tune everything out and focus on the Champion’s League. I didn’t have time for a relationship when we first met, something I made very clear, but you still refuse to listen.”

“I know you don’t mean that, Ale.” Y/N’s voice shook, tears filing her eyes. She had never seen Alexia like this, not her sweet, silly Alexia who would cook her breakfast when she had tired the actress out the night before and give her piggy back rides after late nights out with the team. “You are just stressed about the league. But you don’t need to be, amor, you are going to be amazing, I just know it, and I’ll be there for you every step of the way. Just please, let me in.”

“I have never meant anything more in my life.” Alexia bit out, turning from the actress who was now sobbing quietly, curling into herself on the end of the couch. “Spending time with you this past year has been fun, but it is time for me to focus on my career now, something I advise you to do as well. I am the captain of the club and the national team, I need to focus and I cannot do that with you here, or with people thinking we are in a relationship. I think you should leave.”

“Ale, please, let’s talk about this.” Y/N cried, standing and walking across the room towards Alexia, who put out a hand to stop the younger woman. 

“Leave,” she said, without emotion.

Y/N turned, refusing to let any more tears fall until she was out of the Catalonian’s sight. She stumbled down the street, and sat on a bench, sobbing so hard she could barely breathe. She stayed like that for who knows how long, thanking her lucky stars that there were very few people out that night, and none who seemed to recognize her. Once she managed to calm down, Y/N pulled out her phone and booked the next flight home, eager to get out of Spain for the first time in her life.

Fast forward to the present; Y/N had been invited to another event, this one for some sort of charity that had partnered with one of the companies that Y/N was a spokesperson for. Coincidentally, this very same company sponsored FC Barcelona, as well as a number of other sports teams and athletes, and was held in Madrid, meaning the odds of Alexia being there were very high. However, Y/N had done her best to put the footballer out of her mind, focusing instead on the smaller details of the night she could control. The dress she wore. The jewelry she had chosen. The drink she had been nursing all night. The people she talked to. One thing she hadn’t counted on was seeing Alexia in the shadows by the dancefloor, locking lips with another party guest.

Y/N practically ran out of the room to the balcony, where she allowed a single tear to fall, looking out over the beautiful city. She stood there attempting to compose herself for a few minutes, before mentally preparing to head back inside. However, before she could turn back around, she felt a hand on her arm, turning her around. Spinning towards the person, Y/N felt her jaw drop for the second time that night, as someone who she had never expected to speak to her stood before her.

“I saw Alexia,” the woman offered in explanation. “And I think I can help you. To get back at her, I mean, or to at least make her feel as upset as you obviously do, because a woman as beautiful as you doesn’t deserve to be crying over someone who could never realize what they had.”

“I-what? How do you know?” Y/N questioned the taller woman, staring at her in shock.

Esther Gonzalez shrugged. “You two were less than subtle. Plus, I saw you making out after we played Barcelona last year. So, what do you think? Can I help you?”

Let me know what you think!! xxxx

*Update* Part 2 is now out!!

[katiemccabeswife]

Awkward Conversations Outfits

Alexia Putellas x Teen!Reader || Alexia overhears a conversation and assumes the worst, leading to a confusing and awkward conversation.

she wrote something! i apologise for the lack of fics but i don't want to give you guys some half-assed writing that i'm not proud of, and i haven't written anything anywhere near my own standards lately (not that i've been able to finish anything) so i hope you enjoy this and that i can get back into the grove of writing and give yous some more fics x

"And then once I think I've figured it out, I second guess myself and think it's too ugly and that I'm going to be judged and then when I look around, there's just clothes everywhere and all I wanna do is out on my frumpiest sweats and cry into my pillow! I don't understand how you guys do it!" Alexia was stunned to hear you rant so freely about a subject she had never heard you utter a word about.

She walked through the door halting your conversation, "Hola, chicas!" She announced herself and watched you slump back into your chair while Ingrid and Frido shared a glance.

"Hola, Ale," You grumbled out, disheartened.

Ingrid struck up a new conversation between the four of you as the rest of the team began to trickle into the changing room. Alexia remained silent though, trying to come up with a reason as to why you wouldn't come to her about this sort of thing, why it had to be Ingrid and Frido you chose to confide in. While it would definitely be an awkward conversation, Alexia would be more than happy to have that sort of talk with you. After taking you in at a young age, you had both bonded so well your relationship resembled that of mother and daughter.

You noticed Alexia seemed to be a little distanced and quiet so you made a move to check in on her when the team started to head out to the pitch, "Hola, Ale," You greeted, wrapping your arms around her and pressing your cheek to hers.

Her arms came to hold yours but she moved her cheek away from yours to lay a quick peck to it, "Hola, bebé, everything ok?" She rested her cheek on yours once again, relishing in the closeness and comfort it provided.

Your brows furrowed slightly, "Of course, I actually came to check on you," You giggled.

Alexia sighed as she saw this as you deflecting. She pulled away from you wholey before holding your face between her palms, "Well thank you for thinking of me, I'm fine, thank you," She pecked her lips against your forehead, filling your soul with warmth, "You know you can always talk to me, right? About anything. No judgement, sí?" She was looking deep into your eyes for any sign of sadness or lies.

All she could find was confusion, "Sí, you sure you're feeling alright?" You jokingly placed the back of your hand on her forehead.

Alexia responded by shoving your head in the opposite way, "Enough now," The lightness in her tone assured you that she was only joking.

Training went on, as usual, you were paired with Keira for drills meaning that you never got the chance to speak directly to Alexia until you were heading out to her car. You spent the drive home with a furrow in your brow uncanny to the one that rested on Alexia’s face as the older woman remained quiet and seemed lost in thought.

Once you arrived home Alexia haphazardly threw the keys onto the kitchen counter before turning to you who stood awkwardly between her and your bedroom, “You can go shower, Cari, dinner should be ready in an hour,” The small, tight smile she wore forced you to reciprocate but filled your mind with anxiety and guilt that came from an unknown source.

After showering, unpacking and repacking your training bag you shuffled out to the living room stiffly to find Alexia resting on the couch, watching some trashy reality tv. Her head raised from its slumped position, “Hola, Princesa,” She tapped the seat next to her, signalling you to join her which you did instantly.

She wrapped her arms around you and ran her hands through your freshly washed hair, “Are you sure you are feeling alright?” She spoke softly but her tone was heavy with concern.

You shrugged your shoulders, admitting defeat, “I feel like you’re upset with me,” You mumbled into her chest, limbs tense and eyes trained on the tv.

You lowered your head as Alexia manoeuvred the two of you so you were facing one another, “Why would you think that?” She lifted your chin with her fingers.

“You just seem…off, and I can’t help but think that I had something to do with it because you seemed fine in training laughing with ‘Tana and stuff.” You unknowingly jutted out your bottom lip, reminding Alexia of your youth.

She shuffled apprehensively in her seat, “It’s just that I accidentally heard your conversation with Ingrid and Frido and felt a little upset you didn’t come to me about it,” She was shy to admit she had basically eavesdropped on your very private conversation.

“Oh,” Alexia was too busy looking everywhere but your eyes to notice the relief in your tone.

“So,” She shrugged now feeling awkward and uncomfortable, “Is there anything you want to ask me?”

“I guess just how you manage to feel sure of yourself and confident with whatever you’re wearing?” Alexia’s eyes bulged out of their sockets and her mind began to run 100 miles per minute.

She turned pink at the question, her reaction throwing you off significantly, “Wearing!? I didn’t think you- I thought-” She was stumbling over her words and by now you were in a state of total confusion. She managed to get herself together and forced out a string of advice, “Well, everyone looks different but everyone is beautiful and there is no one way to look and if you are truly scared your partner is going to judge you, you shouldn’t be with them, let alone trust them with your body,” She had you in the first half but your brain completely melted by the second.

You cut her off instantly, “Ale, what are you talking about? That whole conversation was about how I never know what to wear before games and going out to dinners, stuff like that. I was frustrated with how you, Ingrid, Frido and the whole team to be fair, always look so cool and confident. What are you thinking it was about?”

“¡Oh, gracias a Dios!” She looked to the ceiling as she fell against the back of the couch, “I thought it was a whole other conversation about something way more uncomfortable,” She laughed to herself.

“Oh, Ale! Gross!” You whacked her while joining in on her laughter.

She took a deep breath before continuing, “You just have to own what you’re wearing, you are gorgeous and will look good in anything! Trust me,” She emphasised when she saw you roll your eyes, “How about after dinner, we go look in your closet and pick out some outfits so this weekend you have options for before the game? Sí?” 

You nodded with a smile on your face, “Gracias, Ale,” You moved over to her and she wrapped you in her arms, laying a kiss on your temple. You stilled for a moment before taking a deep breath, “I think dinner is burning,” You said calmly.

Alexia hummed before taking in what you said, “¿Qué?” She yelled and pulled away, running to the kitchen as you doubled over with laughter.

[valewosomtb]

ALEXIA: "I feel good now and I have left the injury behind, but it is you (journalists) who keep reminding me of it"

SHE ATE...SHE DEVOURED..NO LEFTOVER OR ANYTHING

[alexiaputellasera]

She’s wearing this suit because my funeral will be soon if she keeps dressing like that

[babsisbakery]

Running for your life

Alexia Putellas x fem!reader

For @greynatomy: happy belated birthday

warning: angst, someone is following you at night time

It was night time. Darkness envelops you. The moon and stars trying to illuminate your way but failing miserably. Too many large trees, their branches letting through as little light as possible. Many broken street lights on your way. The path is barely lit. Shadows cast upon every direction. Every step ricochets in the narrow street. The paved sidewalk does not help the following noises. Hectic steps can be heard, people watching from their windows but not daring to interfere. The path is empty besides two silhouettes. A broad figure directly behind you. Their pace is not slowing down, keeping up with you. At least you’re thankful for the extra laps you have to run on a daily basis because the workout is coming in handy at the moment. Otherwise, you’re afraid, it would have been a futile attempt to escape. 

Adrenaline pumping through your veins at rapid speed. Your heart beat has never been so high. Just one small mishap and it's over. The person behind you would get what it wants and that's you. As you keep running you see a group of women, far from you. Should you or should you not flee to them. You would outnumber the person but wouldn't you put innocent ladies at risk. Put their lives on the line to save yours. To maybe endanger some strangers. You decide against it, you weren't sure if the said person had a weapon. Even a simple knife can cause severe damage. Those ladies don't seem fit enough, rather drunk, a bit shaky on their legs. As you've already decided on the other possible option it struck your mind. It would have been perfect. Run to the helpless women, letting the person pursue them and not you. You have plenty of energy to get away safely while they are preoccupied with its fresh victims. But it was too late. Your mind was set on preserving their lives and risking your own in the process. 

Like a lightning bolt it struck you. Your girlfriend Alexia is out with a couple of her friends from the club while you decided to head to Irene to see Mateo. Walking back home alone in the dark didn't seem that bad at the time. Well how wrong you only were. A stranger following you, is not how you imagined your night to end. You should have stayed over like Irene suggested but you came up with another clever idea to get yourself killed - or worse, ending your football career. It's normal for yourself to get yourself in danger or trouble. But this is on another level.

Remembering the club’s name as you try to speed up, reserving your energy says what, to outpace the bastard. As you are mapping out the streets in your head and frantically searching for signs which indicate where you were you hear a bang. You don't dare to look back too scared to stumble and possibly end up like most horror movie characters, dead. Through a traffic mirror you could hardly identify someone but with a bit of luck a local just turns on their porch lanterns which illuminate the darkness. The figure is in a good distance from you, providing a slight cushion for emergencies. For example not looking where you go and losing your balance. 

Finally you figure out which streets to pass to get to your destination, your girl. You’d need five minutes if you sprint, walking there would be much longer. It shocks you that you have run such a large distance already. Not sure how much of this pace you would be able to continue without struggle. Your breath seems a bit more ragged. Heart pumping faster. Some sweat collects on your forehead. The purse on your shoulder felt heavier than usual. 

Time flies by fast, the constant movement making you lose track of it. Not comprehending how close you actually are to the club, you look around. Nothing seems familiar, well you've only been here a few times but always focused on the conversations with your friends. Panic overcomes you, the energy left in you fading. Frantically you look around but your head isn't thinking straight. With no idea how close or far the stranger is you search for an entrance, a safe space. A place to protect you from cruelty. But that's a mistake on your part. You misstep or stumble or you run over your own feet, you don't register clearly but you’re aware of falling.

You feel your jeans ripping. Your hands cushion your fall the best they can. Ripping your palms open in the process. But there is plenty of adrenaline coursing through your veins for you not to feel any pain. Blood pours out of your head soon after it hits the ground. The only thing you register with your blurry vision is the mysterious coming closer. There is an empty attempt to scream by you. Nothing comes out of your mouth, it doesn't even move, it stays closed. 

What you don't notice is that a door, a few metres from your current location, opens as you fall. It's your girlfriend with a couple of your shared teammates. They don't know it's you. Your back facing them. Still they run to the “stranger” in need. They are always helping those who they can help. Alexia doesn't miss the dark figure running towards you. She steps in front of the person she assumes is an unknown person. Blocking the way for your chaser. “Is there a problem mis-.” tries to ask your girlfriend. Before she can end her question her attention is demanded by Patri, who turns her abruptly around. She faces you, her face losing any colour it has.

In her position now stand Mapi and Lucy. Like two bodyguards, protecting their friend. Alexia falls to her knees. Seeing you so fragile breaks her heart. Noone would want to see their significant other in such a terrible state. Ingrid is on the phone summoning an ambulance. The flowing blood is concerning, your injury could be worse than what reaches the eye. Your girlfriend is cradling your head, muttering things in Spanish, incoherent to you. Even if she was talking louder you wouldn't have heard her. Your head is safely tucked into her lap. Her pants are now covered in red. You are in a trance. Mind foggy, vision still blurry. Consciousness is slipping from the tip of your fingers. The last thing you see before your eyes shut is the stranger passing something to Mapi. Something you recognise. 

When you awake, you're in an unfamiliar environment. Alone in a white room. Machines beeping, wires attached to your arm and bandages cover your hands. Normally people would panic but you don't, staying level headed. You’ve been in plenty of those rooms to add things together. Lying in a hospital. The light is too bright for you. A concussion for sure. At this moment Alexia walks in, looking rather shallow. As if a trail of sadness is following her. But as she sees you awake, the usual spark in her eyes returns. Relieve washing over her face. She’s instantly by your side, grabbing your hand into her own. Kissing your bandages head. Until now you weren't aware of that. Slowly your free hand moves to touch your head. Lots of covered area.

The midfielder presses a button, calling a nurse. The medical staff checks on you. A fast recovery is promised. Nothing to worry about. Except your mental state. Alexia tells you what had happened while you were out of it. Explaining in detail what the stranger wanted. To give you back something that had slipped from you while you were rummaging through your purse. But it seemed that the said person was being cryptic and soon vanished after your teammates bombarded them with their own doubts of the sketchy situation. They also told Mapi and Lucy that they tried to call out to you. Maybe they really did but you don't recall such a thing. Something your mind could have pushed away, a lost memory. It raises a lot of questions in your mind.

Since this incident you've never been the same, always cautious about your surroundings but even though it ended well you can't shake the feeling off that it could have been different. If you hadn't reached your teammates you wouldn't have seen another day. Of course that's only speculation even if the said stranger apologised and expressed their motive, it didn't sit right with you. The only person you expressed your thoughts about this was Alexia. She had your back and was there for you. Nightmares were plaguing your nights, your girlfriend right beside you consoling you when you burst into tears and reassuring you. With time those went away as well, contently lying in Alexia’s safe arms, sleeping peacefully. Your trauma is healing slowly. Still you’re not sure if you dare to go out alone in the dark again. Maybe with some therapy you will but for now you take one day at a time. But you know you’ve grown closer with your person. You're thankful she stood by you. Not leaving your side even if it got difficult. It made you certain she is the one. You knew before but some issues kept you from truly believing it. It was time to take the next step in your relationship. Life is too short to waste it, you've come to realise. This event changed you, it's something you don't wish on anyone, it still had a few positive outcomes. A fresh perspective on life. A life with Alexia.

All together it made you appreciate the people around you more. Stronger bonds not only with family but with friends. They showed up for you when you were in need, not even knowing it was you. That's the people you can count on no matter what.

[clarisse0o]

Camp Wiegman - Part 7

Lucy Bronze x Ona Batlle

Alternate Universe : Military School

Words : 4k

Masterlist

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Friday, October 23rd; 11:35 AM - Cafeteria

I can hardly believe I’m going home. My suitcase has been packed since last night. I couldn’t help but share the news with Alexia when we were alone. She was super happy for me. We’re finishing up our meal. Everyone gets to go home this weekend. I called Sam this morning to confirm my return. We decided to surprise Joan. If I managed to have the permission to leave , it’s all thanks to him. When I saw him on the screen last Saturday, he cried like a baby because I wasn’t there. I realized how much he misses me. I can’t wait to set foot in Barcelona and see everyone again.

"Hey Ona!" Alexia calls out to me.

"Huh?" I reply, snapped out of my bubble.

"There we go, we’ve already lost her," Caudia laughs.

"Sorry," I say, my cheeks red, unable to deny it.

"Are you planning to celebrate your birthday this weekend?" Alba asks.

"I plan to enjoy time with my brother and best friend," I shrug. "No party planned... At least not by me."

"Hey, we need to exchange numbers! I want to hear all about your weekend!" Ale enthuses.

"No problem." I smile at her, agreeing with the idea. It’s true, we haven’t even exchanged numbers yet. The rules significantly limit our phone usage.

"Well, should we give it to her?" Patri asks with a big smile. "We’ll be late otherwise!"

"Yeah, she’s right," Lotte agrees.

I frown, not understanding what’s going on. I seem to be the only one judging by everyone’s smiles. I focus on Alexia, who’s pulling out a square-shaped gift with a little bow on top. I freeze for a moment, looking at her with wide eyes. She smiles, amused.

"Oh no..." I murmur. "You’re not serious, right? Why did you do this?"

"Come on, open it, Princess," Leah encourages.

I don’t know what to say. The tray is taken from me, and Alexia places the gift in front of me. I groan, hating being the center of attention. I take my time unwrapping the gift under my friends’ watchful eyes. As soon as I pull a strip, the contents are revealed. I pause for a moment. I can’t believe what’s in front of me. It’s the new AirPods Max. I look around the table, speechless. I wasn’t expecting a gift like this... Actually, I wasn’t expecting a gift at all.

"You guys are crazy! This thing is expensive!"

"It was Alexia’s idea!" Patri blurts out.

This revelation makes me turn my head towards her. She shrugs with a small smile stretching her lips.

"I know you like listening to music before you sleep. Maybe this will stop me from hearing it," she giggles.

"Ha ha!" I fake laugh. "But seriously, it’s too much! You shouldn’t have."

"You should thank Bronze too," Leah surprises me by saying. "She covered the difference we were missing and took care of getting it... That’s why Alexia ditched us yesterday," she laughs.

"Bronze?"

I don’t hide my surprise. I wasn’t expecting that... It’s very surprising, but it makes me very happy deep down. She didn’t have to do it. I wonder why she did.

"Wow... Thank you anyway. Thanks for everything! I’ll use it right away on the trip."

"Phew, we nailed it!" Alba comments, making everyone laugh.

We have to end this good vibe due to the time. Everyone needs to go back to their rooms to avoid being late. I get everyone’s numbers written down on a piece of paper and take the opportunity to thank them again. With my gift and its packaging in my bag, I return to our room with Alexia. I quickly discard the paper and sit on the bed with the box. I open my gift like a child at Christmas under Alexia’s amused gaze. It’s really beautiful. It’s the best gift I’ve had in a long time. I quickly understand how my new toy works. I test it immediately by connecting it to my phone via Bluetooth. At the same time, I take out the rest of the box. I find a protective case. I smile when the sound reaches my ears. The sound quality is really good. I let Alexia try it while I gather my things. She’s as excited as I am to check it out. When I’m done, she hands back the headset, and for the first time, I take the initiative to hug her.

"Enjoy your first weekend."

"I plan to. I don’t know how the next one will be though..."

I’m not sure about my next outing. For all I know, I’ll be stuck here alone again. She laughs, understanding what I mean. It’s not hard to figure out. It’s my first outing in three weeks. I look at her attentively and can’t help but smile, thinking about all we’ve been through together.

"I really appreciate you, Ale."

"I know."

"Sorry for my issues... You know, with relationships... You’re my friend. Like everyone else here."

"We know, Ona. Don’t worry. Just know that I’m here if you ever want to talk."

I nod, hugging her again. I turn back to my stuff. I have a lot to take for a first return. It’s like I’m leaving for good, but not at all. I just feel obliged to bring everything back with me. Since we wear uniforms during the week, I’m bringing back a lot of clothes that just clutter my closet. I’ll have to sort through at home what will come back since I can only wear them on weekends.

"Are you waiting for Alba?"

"Yeah, she shouldn’t be long."

"Well... See you Sunday night then. Have a good weekend!"

We kiss each other goodbye, and she wishes me the same. I leave with a smile on my face, my Eastpak backpack on and my suitcase behind me. I put my headset around my neck, intending to use it once I’m out of here since we can’t use them inside. My smile broadens when I see Bronze waiting behind the door. We haven’t seen each other since the room check this morning. She promised to accompany me to the exit, and I’m glad to see she kept her word. I didn’t want to leave sneakily, especially after learning about the gift. The least I can do is thank her. For that, and because it’s partly thanks to her that I get to leave. I close the door behind me before starting the conversation.

"Hey Bronze!"

"Nice headset," she begins. "Too bad it’s forbidden in the facility," she retorts, gently taking it off me.

"Hey!" I exclaim, parting my lips slightly. "You’re not going to confiscate it, are you?"

"No," she laughs. "Even though I should. I’ll give it back when you’re outside the camp."

A sigh of relief escapes my lips. I almost thought she’d keep it for the weekend. She would be capable of it, I think. She can be a real viper when she wants. She’s given me enough trouble to know that.

"I wanted to thank you... You didn’t have to do that."

"I know, but it makes me happy," she smiles. "Come on, let’s go. It would be a shame to miss your flight."

I smile, following her. We walk to the fence in silence. She just helps me carry my suitcase down the stairs, seeing I was struggling. It’s heavy with everything I’m bringing back!

"Are you finally going to make room for your uniforms in your closet?"

"Oh come on," I mumble. "I couldn’t have imagined we’d have uniforms here."

"You could have organized your closet in the last three weeks."

"If it bothers you so much, just don’t look in it," I mumble. "I already forced myself to know you rummaged through it."

"I told you I didn’t rummage."

"You did! You’d never have found my computer otherwise!"

"Are we going to debate this again? Where did all your progress from this week go?"

"Still here... For the gift you gave me."

"Good thing I participated then," she concludes as we reach the gate. "Wait here, I’ll be right back."

I nod, watching her head to the reception building without waiting for my answer. She returns a minute later with a package in hand. I frown.

"What’s this?"

"Another gift. Open it tomorrow for your birthday."

"But you already contributed to the headset."

"So? At least I’m sure you’ll keep up your progress," she teases.

"Ah, I get it!" I joke. "Thanks anyway..."

My embarrassment seems to amuse her. I didn’t expect her to give me gifts after making her life hell for three long weeks. I doubt she does this for all her students.

"I expect you not to do anything stupid this weekend. I think you know what I mean by that. And especially don’t try to run away and not come back. I’m not done with you yet."

I roll my eyes. "Don’t give me ideas," I laugh.

"I’m serious, Ona. I’d be capable of coming after you."

"Don’t worry. I’ll be good as gold."

"I’d like to see that!"

"You don’t know who I really am."

"I know. Have a good weekend. And seriously, no nonsense, especially if you celebrate your birthday."

"Promise, mom."

She hits my arm for the nickname that slipped out. I laugh and walk through the door she holds open.

"Thanks for everything, Bronze. See you Monday... Have a good weekend too."

"Thanks, see you Monday, Ona," she smiles.

I smile back and turn to greet my taxi driver. She loads my things into the car. I give Bronze one last wave. I’m about to get into the car but turn back sharply when I see what she’s holding. I walk back, cheeks red with embarrassment.

"You scold me for taking it, but you forget it. Next time, I’ll keep it for the weekend," she smiles, amused.

"Not a chance. Thanks for not doing it," I say, taking back the headset.

"Go on, see you Monday."

I smile and finally get into the waiting taxi. I take a deep breath once inside and buckled up. The driver looks at me through the mirror.

"To the airport, right?"

"Yes, please."

"Let’s go," he smiles, pulling onto the road.

I smile foolishly, still not believing that in a few hours, I’ll finally set foot in my city. Away from this camp and everything related to it. I shut out the world by turning on my new headset to enjoy my music during the trip.

Friday, October 23rd; 11:15 PM - Airport

The trip wore me out. I wonder how that’s possible since I slept the whole way. I can’t even blame jet lag since it’s only 10 PM at Manchester . It’s always amazed me. I’m lucky it’s in this direction. At least if I get up early, it will be later here. I follow the crowd out of the plane. My feet are numb from sitting for an hour. My headset is still on my ears. I’m surprised by its battery life, considering it wasn’t fully charged when I left. I turn it off when I reach the airport. The music gives way to the bustling hall. It’s definitely the best way to wake up. I scan the crowd, hoping to spot a familiar face. I freeze when I finally do. Before I can gather my thoughts, someone jumps on me, clinging to me as if their life depends on it. I hug them back as tightly as I can, grinning widely.

"Oh my God, Maps! »

I can't hold back my tears that roll down her neck. She tightens her embrace and laughs at my behavior. It's not like me to be so expressive in public, but it seems the pressure is finally lifting.

"Wow! Has this camp transformed you or what?" she says, stepping back to look me up and down. "Is it just me or have you lost weight?"

I chuckle as I look at myself. It's true that I had to check the number on the scale twice the last time I weighed myself.

"Yeah, thanks to the sports they make me do as punishment," I reply.

She laughs as we join my chauffeur, who is not far from us.

"Hi Hector."

"Good evening Ona, how are you?"

"Much better since I set foot here," I chuckle, wiping my cheeks.

"Let's get your suitcase."

"Yep."

We head to the conveyor belt where I find several people from my flight already waiting to collect their luggage. I retrieve mine when it arrives. Hector insists on taking it for me. I don't resist, but I don't let him have my backpack that I was able to keep on the plane. We head towards the exit. I take the opportunity to take out my phone and send a message to Alexia. I had promised to write to her upon my arrival. This action doesn't go unnoticed by Mapi.

"Who are you texting?"

"My roommate. She asked me to write when I landed."

"So... I leave you for three weeks and you've already replaced me!"

"Of course not," I giggle, putting away my phone. "No one can replace you, Maps. I'm sure you'd even love her."

"What's her name?"

« Alexia Putellas. She'd be your type of girl…"

« Intresting… »

She raises her eyebrows suggestively while laughing. I roll my eyes with amusement. Luckily, Hector has gone ahead to give us some privacy. That saves him from hearing a lot of nonsense.

"So Octavia could be my type? Anyway, all girls can be my type as long as they're pretty."

"I know, and exactly. She's very beautiful."

"And you haven't hooked up with her yet?" Mapi exclaims.

"I don't do one-night stands," I laugh. "And she's become a friend, so never in my life!"

"You're really hopeless! You never take advantage of situations!"

"You say that, but aren't you in a relationship now?"

"Yeah," she sighs. "I don't know if I made the right choice. I've lost all my freedom... She's super possessive!"

"That bad?" I laugh. "What's her name again?"

« Ana. I'll introduce you to her tomorrow if you want."

"No problem," I say with a smile. "Does she know you're here?"

"That I'm picking up my ex at the airport who is now my best friend? Are you crazy?! She'd kill me!"

I burst out laughing. So she lies to her girlfriend for me. I appreciate that she always puts me first, no matter what. She must have come up with an excuse I'd never want to know. She's so bad at this sort of thing, or maybe I just know her too well.

"By the way..."

"By the way?" I prompt her to continue.

"She knows you're my best friend, but not my ex... So if you could keep that to yourself."

"No problem, I understand. And what are you doing here anyway? I didn't think I'd see you tonight."

"You really thought I'd let you land alone? I canceled all my plans when you told me you were coming back! I immediately wrote to Sam to let Hector know to pick me up before getting you."

I smile. What did I say, always a priority. I'm happy to see her. I missed her a lot.

"Are you sleeping over?" I suggest.

"Of course, what kind of question is that! But according to Hector, Joan has taken over your bed for the night. We'll have to squeeze in."

Joan sleeping in my bed during my absence? I didn't think my departure would affect him so much. He used to do that when I slept at Mapi's. I start to feel guilty for not telling him about my return... I convince myself it's for a good cause. I'd give anything to see his happy little face when he sees me. It will be my best reward.

"It's not like we're not used to it."

"That's true," she laughs. "He misses you, you know."

"I know," I sigh. "I wish I could call him more often, but it's impossible. I can only use my phone and computer in my room. Plus, with all the punishments I've had, I'm exhausted at night and I also have my homework to do and my backlog to catch up on..."

"Is that camp really that bad?"

I sigh, recalling my last few weeks. The answer should be automatic, but strangely, it isn't anymore.

"It's getting better. Well, the first two weeks were awful. I kept getting punishments and arguing with my supervisor," I explain.

"Yeah, I remember. Isn't she the one you find sexy?"

I give her a stern look, glancing at Hector in front of us. She chuckles at my reaction.

"Oh, come on! He knew about us. It's not the fact that you find a woman sexy that will bother him."

"Shut up," I say, blushing.

"So this camp? It's not so terrible after all?" she returns to the main topic, to my great relief.

"Let's say to get out, I had to make an immense effort to do nothing wrong. Since then, my supervisor has become very nice to me. She even bought me a gift and contributed to my friends' present," I say, pointing to the helmet.

"Your friends, huh? And you say you're not replacing me?" she pouts.

"Oh my, I laugh, wrapping my arms around her shoulders. "You know you're still the best, Map."

"I hope so!"

"They're funny and nice, but definitely not as much as you. No one can match you," I reassure her with a cheerful smile.

"They better not! After all the mood swings I've had to endure!"

It's true she's seen a lot of ups and downs with me. I owe her everything. I pushed her away, and she came back when I needed her. Hector's voice breaks the bubble we had created around us.

"Can we go?"

"Yeah, sure," Maps quickly responds.

For the first time in a long while, I sit in the back of the vehicle to spend a bit more time with Mapi. The trip was short as the road was empty. Barcelona is really a better city. After twenty minutes, we arrived home. I remember it took us thirty minutes to get to the airport last time. I suspect Hector didn't stick to the speed limit, which is rare for him. I think he wanted to get home quickly, which I understand given the late hour. I thank him and release him from his duties once the car is in the garage. We enter quietly, without making noise. Silence reigns in the hall. Everyone must be asleep. I offer Mapi a drink, which she gladly accepts. We go to the kitchen, and I act as if I had never left. She sits on one of the high chairs at the bar while I pour us two glasses of Coke. At the same time, I hear an unusual ringtone behind me. I frown, looking at Mapi to see if she knows what it is. I quickly understand the source when I see her panicking with her phone in her hands. I guess it's an alarm she's trying to turn off. She looks up with an apologetic smile, then gets up from her chair.

"Happy birthday, my dear!"

I remain perplexed before bursting into laughter, understanding the meaning of the alarm. It was a reminder to alert her that it was midnight. I accept the hug she offers, wrapping my arms around her neck.

"You're unbelievable," I chuckle. "Thanks, Maps!"

"Always the first. Remember?"

"Of course I remember," I reply, smiling.

I don't particularly like my birthday, but Mapi has always wanted to make sure I do. Since our first year of meeting, we've established that we must be the first to wish each other a happy birthday, no matter what. So far, neither of us has broken this vow, not even when I hit rock bottom.

"Let's go to bed now, I'm exhausted."

"You? At midnight?" I laugh.

« Ana is making me adopt a new rhythm," she grumbles.

I laugh even more. I could never have imagined anyone could tame Mapi besides me. She's usually an independent girl.

"I can't wait to meet her."

"Don't get any ideas, she just tires me out in bed before sleeping."

I take back what I said. I knew it was too good to be true. Mapi can't be controlled by anyone except me. It's mutual, actually.

"I understand why you stay with her then."

"Shut up," she smiles. "She's a goddess in bed, I can't help it," she retorts.

I shake my head in amusement. I head towards the kitchen door when I see something. I stand up, spotting my little brother rubbing his eyes with his little fists.

"Ona?" he says, still half-asleep.

"Hey, sweetheart," I say, approaching him.

He seems fully awake now. He literally jumps into my arms. I crouch to his level to carry him.

"But... Sam told me you wouldn't be back!"

"I wanted to surprise you," I say with a big smile.

"It's not nice to lie!"

"You're right. We'll scold Sam tomorrow," M api intervenes.

Joan laughs, burying his face in my neck. I hold him tightly against me. I missed him so much!

"Sorry if we woke you. We were just going to come up and join you."

"Ona?"

"Yes?"

"Happy birthday!"

"Thank you, sweetie."

He is so innocent and so cute. Mapi takes care of putting our glasses in the dishwasher as Joan doesn't want to be put down. My home is her home, after all. We then go upstairs. When I open the door to my room, I discover my bed uncovered. So he really decided to take over my room, it seems. I persuade him to let go of me when I put him back to bed so I can change. Mapi takes advantage of me looking for pajamas in my dressing room to monopolize the bathroom. I'm glad I left some clothes here. I wouldn't have had the courage to open my suitcase right now. We switch roles when Maps is done. She lies down in my bed while I brush my teeth. Again, I'm glad I bought a new toothbrush for the camp. I join them once I'm done. My brother tries his best to stay awake. He immediately snuggles into my arms once I've found my ideal sleeping position.

"Good night, Batlle," Raven wishes us.

"Good night, Ona. Good night, Mapi..."

I smile, seeing him already drifting into the arms of Morpheus. I kiss him forehead and rest my chin on his head. I let out a sigh of contentment. I feel good. I'm in my bed with the people I care about most. I couldn't have dreamed of a better homecoming. It's a radical change, but very appreciable. I intend to enjoy this weekend to the fullest. I murmur a "good night" before finally closing my eyes.

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Chapter 8

Summary: you and Frankie walked from the station to home and just wanted to wash off the blood of you and go to bed. The next day Frankie comes by to apologize to you about the way he was acting the other night and you have a sit-down with Ray-Ray to come up a plan to get rid of Lenny, you met Rob and he takes you and Frankie to has lavished house and spend the night once the night comes you, Frankie, and Jerome drive out the desert to meet Ray-Ray

Warnings :afab-reader, n-word usage, cursing, crying, minor character death, description of blood (2 scenes) lying- ass lexi, unprotected p-in-v, creampie, oral(fem rec.), massive daddy kink(i’m a whore), squirting, ass-eating, choking, spanking

Word count :5.3k mdni+ Happy reading

This takes place in episode 9 and 10

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You're walking down the inside of the street and Frankie's eyes are peeled open looking everywhere and a car slowly passes by you both, Frankie steps in front of you shielding your body as the car keeps driving, he takes a deep breath and touches your hand “I hope Leon is okay baby?” you look up at him, tears swelling up in your eyes and then you break down. You couldn’t stop crying, feeling your breath going too fast for you “Breathe baby, you need to breathe, Lee is going to be okay.” your gasp. “Seeing Leon in all of that blood, I couldn’t stop thinking about you if that ever happened to you.” he leans into you, putting his soft lips on you “That’s never going to happen, you know these little niggas know not to fuck with me.” your breathing starts slowing down finally breathing through your nose “We should probably go home I know your momma is waiting for you.” you kiss Frankie once more and start walking down your street.

Entering your house and seeing your momma sitting on the couch in her moomoo, she runs towards you and wraps your arms around you “O my god baby I was so worried about you Marla called me at work and I heard you were at the station because of Leon.” you put your head down, feeling your tears coming back and really start sobbing and you couldn’t stop, just tears streaming down your face “I think I should go take a shower.” “Do you want me to help you?” shaking your head no “It’s okay momma I think I just need to get clean and go to sleep goodnight momma.” “Goodnight baby.” you kiss your momma on the cheek and walk toward to your bathroom, turning on the faucet so the water can get hot and you took off your clothes off and grabbing your shower cap to put it on then stepping into the tub, feeling your bones aching under the pressure and looking down to see blood coming off you and draining into the sink. Not wanting to think about it again and grabbing your washcloth to get it wet and grab your soap and washing it together, washing you whole body including you feet and once you rinse down you turned off the faucet, drying yourself off and wrapping it around you, doing your skincare routine and brushing your teeth, you step out into your room. Closing the door behind you, changing into your pj’s and wrapping your hair and getting under the covers feeling your body relaxing under the sheets and opening your eyes to your closet.

You hear your momma leaving the house without saying goodbye to you and going to work, you continue to rest your eyes feeling yourself fall back to sleep and then a knock erupts on your window standing up to see who is knocking on your window this early in the morning, pulling you blinds a part to see Frankie smiling at you, he was wearing a light brown shirt with khakis pants and black adidas, his shirt is making his chocolate skin pop even more, you open the window “Nigga why is you knockin’ on my window this early.” He smiles even more “Good morning to you too baby.” he grips the bannister to steps into your room, stepping back to give him room “I was gonna go to the mall today to get Lee some new sneaks. And I want to apologize to you about the way I was actin’ last night it wasn’t right.” Nodding your head “I forgive you baby I know what you’re doing is a lot to handle, but you can’t be actin’ like that anymore.” “You right baby,thank you aight get dress we need to leave. I don't want any the shoes be gone because of you.” rolling your eyes “Whatever nigga.” you kiss his lips and Frankie walks into the closet to grab his backpack he’s just holding on to the straps and sits on the bed and you change into a blue crop top stopping at your hips and booty shorts and white shoes and you take off bonnet, grabbing your pick to push your curls up and out. “Aye let’s go back to my place so I can drop off my bag.” “Alright baby let’s go.”

Making to Lee’s house in the projects Frankie walks in first, seeing Lee’s siblings doing katare in the family room he busts in doing fake moves with the kids and fake losing with the little boy “Alright alright you win hmmm y’all want to get some candy.” the kids jump excitedly and scream, Frankie hands them a twenty dollar bill “Aye bring me some lemonheads.” Lee is laying on the couch with a bandage on his leg with boxers and a muscle shirt “You a lemonhead.” coming from the little boy “Sup Frank sup Lexi.” Frankie walks closer to Lee to show him a fresh pair of sneaks “Hazard pay.” Lee looks at him “What about my shirt?” Frankie looks confuse “I’m just fuckin’ with you.” you all giggle “Nigga you stupid.” you both sit the the smaller couch looking at this old Bruce Lee movie “How you feeling Lee.” he looks at you “I’m gonna need another hit of them happy pills soon. Then I ain’t gonna hear shit what yo nigga gotta say mmhmm so when we mackin’ our move?” Frankie takes a breath “Mhmm workin’ on it man.” Lee smacks his lips “I could still step to a motherfucka right now.” you giggle “Nigga you can’t even step.” they both laugh at your joke “Them niggas always riding together.”Lee sits up “Not when they rolled up on me, just Lenny .” “Nahh that can’t be right.” “Nigga don’t tell me. I was there.” “He’s right. When I went outside I only saw Lenny leaving in his car.” Seeing the gears turning in Frankie's head coming up with a plan “Man you gonna be able to do this shit without me?” “I can’t lie man having you on the bench ain’t ideal.” “Well look it ain’t about pay back alright? It’s about rep you gotta let these niggas know right here right now we offical ‘cause you don’t motherfuckas gonna be comin’ at us alright?” Nodding his head know he’s to come up with a plan to get rid of Lenny.

Large warehouse that the music bumping there was two guards standing out in front “We just need to talk to claudia.” the two guards give you both a pat down and one of them nods his head and let’s you in the building walking into section to see people dancing and doing drugs in the corner there was young women with tiny clothes on looking at the man to give them some money, walking up the steps to see a light-skin women with long locs out in a bun, she was wearing a long green and blue swirl dress with flip flops “Thank you Wayne and hmm what do we have hear who’s this Franklin?” the women walks up to you to object you “This is Lexi she’s my girlfriend.” the woman looks surprised “Girlfriend? If I knew you this was your girlfriend I would gotten her first my name’s Claudia.” he steps closer to you “Claudia I need you to set up a sit down with Ray-Ray.” she puffs “A sit down nigga you’ve been watch to many movies and if I do want do get in return?” he looks perpexled “What do you want?” she smirks “Mhmmm what do you think?” and turns to you, slowly backing away from her “What if you get Louie?” trying to make a deal without you in it “Mhmmm okay but I want her to come here tonight.” nodding his head “Deal I’ll let her know.” he puts his hand up to shake and she agrees.

You both were waiting for Ray-Ray to come in this old burger shack right down the street from you, sitting in a booth “What if he doesn’t show up.” “Ohh he’ll be here I know Claudia talked to him.” he arm extended on the armrest and he did, coming in and seeing you both and takes a seat in front of you “So Claudia laid it all out?” “Yeah she laid it all out, what you think was going to happen? beat down my homie, fuck up his place.” Frankie smirks and points at his scar above his brow “You see that I was beat down first and we weren’t the ones who did to him.” Ray-Ray scoffs “Yeah, well we took care of them HTB arcade niggas.” “You know matter of fact our next neighbor is a cop, said he saw two guys scopin’ out my place and he’s tracking them down right now.” Ray-Ray laughs not believing “That’s how it’s goin’ down? you snitch motherfucka?” and cop walks in to order his food Ray-Ray becomes uncomfortable “If you’re lookin’ for some type of truce, you’re in the wrong place.” ‘No, no, no, no no truce.” Ray-Ray looking confused “Then what the fuck is we doin’ here?” Frankie leans in “We gonna talk business. Because that’s what it’s about right? Money?” you all still continue talking about Lenny and thirty minutes after Ray-Ray left the burger shack, you and Frankie were looking at Ray-Ray's car driving off to the streets.

Frankie stops in front of the payphone and digs in his pockets to grab some quarters and puts them in the slot, picks up the phone and dial a number “Sup Rob what’chu doin?....huh..well I was calling you to see if we can crash at your place.” hearing another voice coming through the phone “Ohh well I was going to have my girl come over if that’s cool, oh shit really aight I’ll see you in ten minutes.” he hangs up the phone and turns to you “His parents are outta town this weekend, so we’ll kinda of have a place to our self.”

A blue pickup truck stops in front of you and the window rolls down and seeing a white boy with shaggy brown hair “Sup Frankie.” Frankie walks to the car “Sup man, come on baby.” you enter first and the white boy sticks out his hand wanting to shake yours “Heyy I’m Rob, nice to meet you.” and you shake his hand “Hiii I’m Lexi-” “Now baby why won’t you tell him your real name.” you roll your eyes “My real name is Alexia.” “That's a very pretty name Lexi.” Frankie closes the door in the backseat with you and Rob starts driving off to his house.

Rob pulls up to a gated community and enters in the pincode, passing through gates you duck your head to look at the beautiful mansions with palm trees and large front lawns “Woow, look at the one Frankie.” pointing your finger at a large all white house and a dark green double doors he ducks his head next to yours “Yeah it is baby, coming home to you in a house like that with little minis me and you together.” Rob pulls up to his long driveway with large bushes leading up to the house he parks in front of his house, the lights were still on. Frankie steps out first and holds the door for you, stepping out as well to seeing little peeks coming from you, Rob walks towards the house and unlocks it and goes first and you look all around you from the large chandelier hanging above you, to the sexual art hanging on the wall and a large a tiger rug running across the family room “Rob is this house is amazing, what do your parents do for a living?” Rob chuckles at you “My parents work in adult entertainment, like they do porn.” whipping your head so fast with your eyes bulging out Frankie is touching his neck and rubbing it slowly “I’m guessing Frankie hasn’t told you about that side hmh?” “No he didn’t. Not that I’m not judging at all, I'm just surprised.” “Your good Lexi here let me show y’all your room.” Rob walks up the stairs, you both follow and enter to a large hallway with multiple doors and entering a bedroom and turning on the lights to see with a large king sized bed with dark sheets and white pillows, plants roaming in the corners of the room and a full length mirror in the corner facing the bed “There’s a bathroom in here and fresh towels and clothes too.” Frankie daps up on Rob “Thanks man I appreciate it.” Rob pulls him in and pats his back “Anytime brother, my room is across the hallway, y’all have good night.” and that Rob had left.

You both step out of the shower and drying your body on the shelf was a bottle of lotion, starting with your arms, to your chest, to your legs and feet Frankie grabs the bottle and squirt some in his hand and rub it together, he starts at your shoulders, rubbing it in your skin and to your mid-back and finally to your ass “That feel good baby.” his fingers digging on your ass, you nodded “Fuck baby yess.” his hands move up to your waist “Bend over for me baby I wanna see you what I do to you in front of this mirror huh.” you look up to see Frankie staring at you, he grabs your thigh to lay in on the counter he squats down to be eye level with your pussy and feeling your lips being spread open “Mhmm your pussy is soo perfect you drippin’ for me already.” His lips latch onto you his tongue spreading you everywhere, gripping the counter and your eyes back “Frankie fuck oh shit baby.” feeling your leg falling asleep and slowly putting it down, a large hand grips the back of your thigh “Don’t you fuckin’ dare, put that fuckin’ leg back up.” groans coming out your mouth “Frankieee.” you look back at him seeing him on his knees, he gives you an assuring smile “You be aight, let me just make you feel good.” and goes right back to your pussy and holding your thigh up, laying back down on the cool countertop hearing Frankie sucking at your clit, pecking at your lips he drags his tongue up to your crack, his hands grabbing at your globes to spread them apart, you jolt up when you felt hot spit touching your rim passing down to your pussy, Frankie collects the spit and push in your pussy, fingers working you in and out over and over and over, Frankie returns to your ass eating you like it’s your pussy your moans erupting out of your mouth “Ohh baby fuck daddy, I feel so good.” “You feel so good babygirl, why do you feel so good babygirl?” you groan “YOU it’s be-cause of yo-uu.” “Then show me how good daddy makes you feel good.” his tongue working down to your pussy and flicking your clit back and forth “Oh fuck.” your thighs were shaking screaming out your groans “Fuckfuckfuck baby ughh.” “That’s it, baby nut on my face.” feeling yourself cumming and wetting all over his face, his pulls out his fingers and still kissing your pussy “I could eat you all day.” he stands up and puts his hips to your ass and grabs your chin to look at him and puts his fingers in your mouth. Frankie dick sliding in between your cheeks, pulling his fingers away from you to your hips and pulling your back, he leans forward to pull you up to look at yourself “Look at me when I slide it in baby huh, can you do that for daddy?” nodding, wanting to feel him inside of you.

The stretch always felt different for you feeling Frankie sliding inside of you, you both moan when Frankie hips touch your ass and sliding out and back in “Fuck baby I got you this wet huh.” you rest your head on his shoulder, kissing his neck “Yes daddy fuck you’re fucking me soo ughh fuckkk dad-dyy.” his hand slides up to touch your breast kneading so rough, grunts coming from him “You so fuckin’ tight, suckin’ me in babygirl.” he smacks your ass “Mmhm you like this shit don’t you huh you gettin’ wetter by the second mm-mmhm.” he moves his hand up to your neck, his large fingers gripping the sides of you, you start to lose yourself with your breath being cut off and your eyes rolling in the back of your head and biting your lip, feeling the wetness running down “Open your eyes for daddy, babygirl.” opening them to see Frankie smirking at you,a tear rolling down your face “Why you cryin’ babygirl?” you moan in his mouth and grabbing his neck to pull in for a kiss, it was nasty feeling his tongue sliding in your mouth his lips overpowering you like he was taking your soul “Dad-dy I’mm-m gonna cumm.” he kisses you while stroking your cheek “You need to look at yourself first babygirl, you need to see how good you mackin’ daddy feel right now.” your eyes drift down to look at yourself, you look a mess. You start to close your eyes and Frankie leans down to your ear “You open your eyes. right. fuckin’. now.” his strokes hitting with every word, screams coming out of you and eyes move to Frankie seeing him in all his glory, like looking at a king he nods his head and smiles at you “What’s the matter baby? Are you about to nut babygirl? You wanna nut on big daddy’s dick, don’tchu you wanna get me wet huh.” you feel your pussy gush to the words of Frankie “Oh fuck daddy.” he smacks your ass “You like this nasty shit, I know you, you about to nut aint’chu.” Your leg has completely fallen asleep, but you didn’t give two shits about that right now your stomach tightens feeling yourself to cum “Yesss I-I doo dad-dyyy.” “Then do it then babygirl nut on this dick right now I know, babygirl I know.” and you do and you look at your man the whole time, Frankie was biting his supple bottom lip, his sexy brown eyes and his scrumptious chocolate skin then pumps a few strokes in you then explodes inside of you “Oh-hh fucc-kk bab-ygirl, I can’t get enough of you fuck.” he leans in close to grab your cheeks and gives you long wet kiss. “I’m sleepyyy daddyyy.” he nods his head “Okay babygirl, let’s get you to bed.” slowly pulling out of you and cum oozing out of you “I can’t feel my legs I feel like a noodle.” Frankie lifts you up in his arms, picking you up like a feather. “Then I did my job then huh.” He walks over to the bed and move the sheets back then lays you gently on the bed and kisses on the head “Good night babygirl, don’t let the bed bugs bite.” you smile and crank your neck “And if you do, get your shoes and you wack them until there black and blue.” he giggles “I didn't know there was a part two to that.” Frankie climbs in the bed with you, pulling you into his strong arms “Good night baby.” “Good babygirl.”

You get dropped off with Frankie, Rob parks his blue and black pickup truck in front of Jerome's place and you grab the door handle “Thank you Rob for dropping us off.” you open the door and taking a step on the sidewalk “Yeah thanks man, for letting us crash at your place.” he pats Rob on the shoulder “Anytime brother and give Leon my best.” Frankie steps out the truck and closes the door “Oh don’t forget, up there to the left it’s the freeway, don’t get lost again.” Rob pulls off to drive up to the freeway, you both walk inside to see Jerome counting a table full of money “Ayee Good morning nephew and good morning Lexi.” you both say good morning Jerome and Louie walks in with her with her teacup and takes a seat “Still going good huh?” Frankie askes Jerome “Better than good nephew, and I don’t know why you sleeping at that white boy house like we ain’t got a perfectly good couch.” Louie smirks at his statement “I think you answered your own question.” You tried to hold in your laugh as Frankie chuckles and your both take you your seats “Look we need to re-up on this powder.” Jerome still counting the money “No problem.” “You got any idea where we gon’ cook up this next batch.” Frankie eyes shift to look at the kitchen, Jerome takes a double take “I know you ain’t just look at my kitchen like you plan to use it, we gonna rent a place some place we can store it and cook the product.” and Louie gets a few hundred dollars “Louie I’ma put you on that.” Louie put the money in her bra “Boy we need to talk turkey.” “I feel the product’s price is right.” Jerome lips pull in a grin “I ain’t talkin’ bout the product. Now when you first came to me you said wanted to split this down the middle fifty-fifty.” Frankie scoffs at Jerome “Then what do you do huh? You turn me away, I ain’t given’ half away now.” Jerome laughs “Now I’m earnin’ if not them knuckleheads that y’all be runnin’ around with.” Jerome points at the both of you “And I can set your narrow ass straight.”

Frankie did not breaking his concentration “It’s my connect, my product, my process. I've already got Lexi, Lee, and Kev to take care.” he grabs a stack of cash and start counting “I’ve can give y’all ten percent.” Jerome haggles for forty percent “Twenty percent and that’s even pushin’ it.” Frankie smiles at his unc, Jerome chuckles “Twenty-five percent then we straight.” “Deal.” Frankie shakes hands Jerome “Ayee that’s my family right there! Move that. I’ma take a shit y’all keep countin’ that.” Jerome stands to walk to the bathroom Frankie turns to Louie “Ray-Ray thinkin’ on it, should know soon.” Louie sits up “Either way you gon’ take care of me right.” he nods his head “I gotchu you.” Louie looks deeper at Frankie “What about you? You alright? You juggling a lot of shit, you doin’ okay.” he lays his head on his hands and gives Louie a quick “Mhm.” and stares of into the distance.

You goes home and sees her momma’s car parked outside on the side driveway, you walk inside of the house to see your momma watching an old black exploitation movie “Where have you been Alexia? I’ve been waiting for you to come home last night! I thought you were hurt or killed somewhere.” you put your head down “I’m sorry momma I went to the hospital to go see Lee and I just got lost at the time and then I just stayed at Shon-Shon for the night.” she stands up to hug you pulling you in her arms “Well next time you wanna do something like that, you call me, don’t keep me in the dark I even bought you a pager for you, so don’t try not to lose this one this time.” “Thank you momma and Shon-Shon wants me to sleepover over at her house again and I’ll page you if something happens I promise.” Looking down at black pager with a sparkly pink case and a clip bend it, you kiss your momma on the cheek and thanked her walking to your room to pack a bag and changed into a white shirt and washed out jeans then before you left you saying goodbye and walked to Jerome’s house.

Pulling up to Avi’s place it had a tall gold gate that covered the front of the mansion it opens, Jerome pulls in to park in the corner of the driveway you, Frankie, Jerome, and Kev step out of the car, Frankie grabs his backpack “Okay y’all be cool, aight this motherfucka is crazy.” there was four men with all slicked back hair and large guns and you all spread your arms to get your pat down once your cleared you walked inside of the house everyone had ak-47’s and glocks on their hips. Avi wearing a versace tan shirt with khakis and gold shoes walks up to Frankie to give him a hug and shakes Jerome and Kev's hands then kisses your hand “Come, let’s go sit by the pool.” proceeding to the pool, there a large fountain in the corner and even a massive pool and a big slide on the side of the pool, you and Frankie take a seat with Avi, Frankie opens his backpack to hand Avi twelve stacks of money. Avi starts counting the money and since they were smaller bills he had to start over and over and over. It was so comical to you seeing Avi getting frustrated with money, Jerome is looking at everything “What’s up with these crates?” Avi looks up “What crates?” Jerome points down “These crates?” and Avi realized he lost his count “Motherfucker! YUDA!” and hands the gunman the money “Did you know Franklin saved Yuda’s life.” “No.” you and Jerome both say “It’s true..yeah he’s a good boy, so everytime he comes here. I offer him a drink, some snort, some pink he always says no.” You turn your head to see Kev putting his hand in the water, you take your pointer finger to say ‘come here’ to Kev, he walks up to the table “Shiit I’m good with any of those.” picking up the champagne bottle “Well I didn’t offer to you did I?” Avi turns to Frankie “The fuck you bring them here for?” “Told you. Business is ramping up. Means we’re gonna buy more, pay upfront that also means I might not be here to be making these runs.” Avi shakes his head “Noo it’s you I like, I trust, you put on the vest.”

The gunman says something in hebrew and Avi agrees the gunman walks away “Y’know Avi since you know we buyin in bulk, how do we do bit better on that price.” you and Frankie sit up “What?” coming from Avi, Jerome takes a seat next to Avi “I know you started the boy at twelve and how about how you shave a little off that price.” Avi’s realizing “Oh ohh maybe or maybe I’ll shave your eyebrows off your face and tell you to eat a donkey’s dick.” Frankie sticks out his hand “Come on Avi.” Avi grabs Frankie “And from now on it’s going to be thirteen a key.” the gunman comes back with two keys in his hands and sets them on the table Avi gives Frankie the two keys, he puts them in his backpack and closes the bag “Now get the fuck out.” Walking down the driveway “I told y’all to be cool.” Frankie walking in front with his hands in his pockets “Hey man it ain’t our fault the dude is crazy.” Kev says “Hey man he’s more than crazy, motherfucka racist.” Frankie stops and turns “It doesn’t matter unless y’all know where I can get pure product then Avi’s our guy.” Jerome taps Frankie shoulder “Look he has to be getting it somewhere and it’s much less than twelve a key and we get someone to scope out his place, get right to the source.” Frankie turns to walk to the car “Can’t just sit out and scope out his place, we’ll be arrested in five minutes.” “You right we can’t, but you know someone who can.” Rob can easily scope out Avi’s place.

Louie unlocks the door to an empty house with wood floors and a lamp in the corner with archway to the kitchen “Hey man this place is dope, I mean a few couches, some lava lamps and a big screen tv, hey we could have a waterbed in this motherfucka too.” Kev claps his hands “This ain’t no bachelor pad, it’s a good damn cook house, just calm yo ass down.” you put your hand on Kev’s shoulder and smile at him “Maybe we could a couple couches Kev.” Frankie walks in the kitchen, turning on the stove “We need to get the gas on, right away the stove is the whole point.” “Can get it done as early as tomorrow.” Frankie pager goes off and looks at it “Ray-Ray.” You, Frankie and Jerome walk to the car.

Jerome parks his car next to a oil well and leaving his lights on and few minutes later Ray-Ray pulls up and step out the car “I didn’t know y’all were bringing somebody.” Frankie steps forward “Just my uncle, hold up your end, you ain’t got nothin’ to worry about.” “Just be clear, I’m not the bitch here, whatever the fuck y’all did to Lenny really fucked him up, would’ve got us all killed.” Frankie nods his head “We know , you’re doin’ the right thing….get him out.” Jerome walks up to Ray-Ray “I’ma help you.” As Jerome walked away, you see the nervousness coming off Frankie. He puts his hands on the car and you pull him in for a quick kiss “You can do this baby.” Frankie told you what him and Lee talked about taking care his family his kinfolk and most importantly you. “Get yo ass up..Get up.” Jerome and Ray-Ray carry Lenny to sit him down in between the cars so he can see you and Frankie, Jerome holds Lenny in a chokehold “Motherfuckin’ Judas’s.” Ray-Ray looks at Frankie “All right we good?” Frankie walks closer to Ray-Ray “Afraid we ain’t, need to know word of this shit never gon leave this spot.” Frankie opens a switchblade “Nah man fuck that-man you told me to bring him here.” “Either you do it so I know you’ll keep your mouth shut or you’ll both be dead.” Frankie throws the blade to Ray-Ray “That wasn’t the deal.” you spoke “Well it’s the deal now.” Lenny is pleading with Ray-Ray “Come on Ray-Ray.” Frankie smiles “Hey man I understand this ain’t an easy ask..I know.” Frankie tosses a stack of cash to Ray-Ray “Plenty more where where that came from, we can use men who know how to handle theyself. Future could be bright.” Ray-Ray picks up the blade and walks towards Lenny “Hey man don’t you do this shit man, come on man.” Ray-Ray grips the blade tighter “I told you to let this shit go.” “Man you ain’t never gonna forget this shit, you won’t and you know it nigga.” Jerome opens up Lenny’s neck, Ray-Ray is still not moving, Frankie pulls his gun and pointed at the back of Ray-Ray head “Come on Ray-Ray.” Lenny is begging for his life “Look at me Ray-Ray, please look at me.” Frankie screams “Do it mothfucka!” Ray-Ray yells “Alright! Alright!” Ray-Ray walks up to Lenny and slices his throat, Jerome steps back to not get blood on his clothes. Lenny’s blood is running down his shirt and spilling on the dirt he’s became silence then the light leaving his eyes and becoming a lifeless soul.

“For Leon motherfucka.” Frankie whispers, he puts his gun under his belt “You ever wanna make some ends, you know where to find me.” and walks back to the car and opens the car for you to get in, once you got in, you share a quick look with Jerome and you both just look at Frankie, seeing in that state that he was so angry and relieve to be getting Lee’s lick back then Jerome drives off to leave Ray-Ray to dig for Lenny’s body.

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Another one thank you 🤣🤣 THE BITCH IS DEAD (FINALLY) thank you to everyone still reading this it really means a lot to me (side note irl: this has been a hard chapter for me to finish because me and partner are broken up and I had no desire to write, but the breakup was very mutual between us and after having closure with our relationship is much better now and she is my friend now☺️) but back on this story Lexi needs to stop lying’ to her momma 🫣 you know she ain’t gonna sis especially for that dick, it’s too bomb 😜 especially at Rob’s when he was fucking her from the back giving Lexi that dumb dick and making her to look at him, bitch you cannot tell me otherwise that you would not be dickmatize 🗣️🙋🏿‍♀️ speaking on that sis, that daddy kink Frankie new nickname is Snowdady, you can’t change my mind. Thank you again for taking the time to read this. See you on chapter 9💋

Love Nazzy 💕

[wosobot]

Clingy alexia in the winter weather plssss

prompt above ! sort of short, sorry!

alexia putellas- winter

“you gotta wake up babe” you whisper to the sleeping girl next to you, trying to remove yourself from her grasp gently .

it wasn’t that you didn’t want to stay there but you had training in forty-five minutes, whereas alexia had physio for her leg.

alexia groans but when she realizes that you aren’t falling for it she rolls over and pulls you into her. “five more minutes” she says pressing her lips onto your forehead. usually you were a pretty stubborn person but the sound of your girlfriends morning voice made you consider staying in bed, but the second alarm you had set made you jump up.

as you pulled on clothes and got together your training gear you heard alexia get up. “i’m going to make breakfast” you yelled as she walked into the closet to change. you heard her mumble back but couldn’t really make out what she said.

you padded your way down into the kitchen, turning on the lights as you went. you felt something rubbing at your feet, and you looked down to see a wide eyed nala staring back up at you. after grabbing nala some food you starting grabbing ingredients out of the fridge to make yourself and alexia some.

you stood stirring the food in the pan, as you felt two arms wrap around you. “hola bebé” she muttered still half asleep. “hi love, we have to leave soon” you said while passing her a coffee you had just made.

after the two of you had eaten your breakfast and gotten all your stuff together, you kissed nala goodbye and headed out the door for training, thinking about how perfect the little life the two of you had built was.

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[suckerforblondeathletes]

Cuddles and kisses - Alexia Putellas

Alexia Putellas x Fem!Reader

Summary: Never in a million years did you think you would be sitting here, arguing with a 30 year old, sick woman to take a bath, but here you are.

Warnings: Mentions of throwing up but no actual throw up.

Authors Note: Kind of short but enjoy!

Alexia is not the type of person to want attention or pitty over anything, usually.

If she is injured, she doesn't want anyone to talk about it or give her gifts. She would just prefer to stay in bed with you, with no one else there. Just you to care for her.

And its not just injuries that has her like that, when she is sick its 10 times worse.

She is grumpy, clingy, and emotional and only wants YOU to take care of her. Which leads to this morning, being woke up by a groaning blonde next to you.

"Alexia what the hell are you doing." You groan next to her, still half asleep. Your almost half asleep again until she slaps your chest, jolting you awake.

"What?!?" You sit up and look at her. She groans and rocks back and forth holding her stomach, which makes it click in your head and it makes you sigh.

"Are you about to throw up?" You say with fear, not wanting your expensive bedding to be covered in throw up.

"No, ew." She says and goes back to groaning.

You sigh and press your hand to her forehead, feeling a slight fever. You think for a moment and help her get up.

“Where are we going?” She asks, still groaning in pain. Part of you wants to laugh at the dramatic act she is putting on, but you don’t.

“You’re burning up babe, we need to get you in the bath so we can lower that.” You say, getting up and walking to the bathroom and running a cold bath.

You are getting a towel out of the cabinet when you feel hands snake around your waist, and blonde hair in the corner of your eye on your shoulder.

You smooth her hands with your thumb before walking over to the bath.

“Alexia I need you to get in love.” You say, the blonde half asleep on your shoulder now.

You roll your eyes and turn around in her hold. She open her eyes when you go to take off her clothes.

“I don’t want to have sex right now.” She says, swatting your hands away. You furrow your brows and give her a confused look.

“No ale I’m getting you ready for the bath, not having sex with you.” Alexia nods in agreement before taking her clothes off and sliding in.

“No it’s too cold.” She groans and goes to step out.

“I know but you need to lower your temperature. Get back in” never in a million years did you think you would be here, arguing with a 30 year old women about taking a bath. But here you are.

“Can you get in with me?” She asks as she slides down in the water in defeat. You shake you head, making her groan and roll eyes dramatically.

“No I need to go make soup. Just wash up and relax.” You press a kiss to her forehead and leave the room.

You could hear her complaints from the kitchen, each one making you shake your head and laugh.

Not even 20 minutes later you feel hands snake around your waist again.

"Alexia babe go sit down, I need to finish this." You hear a groan behind you, she protests but goes and lays down on the couch with a huff.

You put the soup in a bowl and bring it over to the blonde, who is taking up almost the whole couch and has a big pout on her face, eyebrows furrowed, and lip jutted out.

"Here is the soup." You try to hand her the soup but she doesn't take it, instead crosses her arms over her chest and pouts again.

"Whats wrong Ale." You huff and indulge in her acts.

"You didn't join me in the bath." She says quietly, making you understand why she is acting the way she is.

You and Alexia have always showered and bathed together, always. And when one of you would shower alone, neither would be happy.

"Im sorry, but I had to make you soup love. I Can hold you while you eat?" You request, she stops pouting slightly and sits up, giving you room behind her so you can slide in.

"Fine." You get behind her and wrap your arms around her waist, and the other going behind her head like a pillow and her back pressing against your front.

You smooth hair from the side of her face while she eats and watches the show she put on earlier, and your press a kiss on her temple.

Even if she was grumpy and clingy while being sick, you wouldn't have it any other way.

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[lewisvinga]

happier than ever | jude bellingham x fem! fcb femeni! reader

summary; who knew barcelona femeni’s squad was protective after finding out who y/n was dating

face claim; salma paralluelooooo

warnings; cursing , chaos

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note; requested ! now this one , i like it🙂‍↕️ salma is soooo gorgeous it makes me forget shes a barca player 😞

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[valewosomtb]

not a burden|| a. Putellas × platonic!reader

warnings: literally none

a/n: Lowkey wrote this based on some personal experience and just had to get it out off my system, love the fear of missing out🤪

You always felt like a second choice. Like you were always there just when some of your so-called friends didn't have anyone else to hang out with. But that is also what your love life, or whatever you should call it since there's not even L from your love life in existence, looked like.

When you find someone you like or you're just attracted to, and you try to pursue it to see where the things go, you somehow end up being heartbroken because that person has someone else or they just haven't gotten over their ex OR you're just a distraction. In the most of the cases, you were just a distraction.

It happened too many times you thought it was a reason you were scared of commitment. That was also a reason why you were scared of opening up to people when you just KNOW they're gonna use it against you or just use you.

Another problem was, that you were a people pleaser. You'd always put someone else's happiness before yours. Even if it killed you. As long as you got to please someone.

Everyone on the team knew your fun, smiley, chaotic, spontaneous side. Almost no one knew the real you. You were always the one to make everyone laugh with your incredibly bad jokes or dumb ideas you always came up with. Even after a bad game, you were the one who would try to cheer everyone up and motivate them.

You were closest to Alexia and Keira. Keira helped you when you signed with Barça and Alexia took you under her wing when she saw how adorable you were the first time when you met her and were a big stuttering mess since she was your idol for a long time.

From time to time, you get into your head. There are some periods when you do nothing but overthink everything. From your performances on training or in the game, to just your relationships with everyone around you.

Everyone told you that you were a very likable person and that there can't be many people who don't like you. You strongly disagreed with that statement.

Especially, in this period when you can't help but think about your relationships in the team.

It was another day, another training, you woke up early in the morning like every other morning, had a little breakfast, and went for a 3-mile run. You just loved running it made your mind clean and easy, and your thoughts stopped running as your legs started. This was the only time you felt happy with yourself.

After you finished, your legs burned but you couldn't care less. You got a quick shower and then got ready for the main training of the day. As you were driving to the stadium the overthinking got louder. All you could think about was do you actually belonged there and do others wanted you there.

You were the first one there, as usual, you were thankful for that. You were walking slowly towards the locker room, when you got there you just sat there and stared at the wall across from you. Just sitting there, overthinking, you were so deep in your thoughts that you didn't even realize that the locker room was already full.

You quickly wiped the tear from your cheek and continued to get ready as everyone else. As you were getting ready to go out on the field, you realized that no one greeted you, like you weren't even there. That just confirmed your overthinking… no one cared about you.

What you didn't think about was that your cubby was far from others and that everyone else greeted you, you just didn't hear because you were spaced out.

Another thing that confirmed your overthinking was when you heard everyone else talking about some kind of team building that supposedly happened yesterday. This was the first time you heard something about that. Did they forget to invite you?

„I can't believe you did that! You and Mapi need to stop challenging each other.“ You heard Lucy say. The fear of missing out was triggering slowly.

„You're right about that, I think it's time for us to stop with that bullshit, “ Patri said with a laugh following, „What I'm more surprised about was that Alexia let us do it at her place!“

Alexia's place? Alexia hosted the team building night. And she forgot to invite you? Or she just didn't want you there and that's why she didn't invite you?

Your head started to spin. You quickly rushed to the bathroom, sat down on a toilet, and tried to calm down. It must've been a misunderstanding of some kind. Right?

You tried to convince yourself. You haven't heard from Alexia in a while, since she was still out because of the small injury. Maybe she got bored of you, she didn't want some stupid 20-year-old bothering her all the fucking time. Your head was just getting worse.

When you managed to calm down, you walked back to the locker room you saw that you were the last one there.

After a long day you had, you finally arrived home, you got into your apartment, locked your doors, and just left your training bag on the floor next to the door. You were too emotionally drained to go shower and too tired to go to the bedroom you found your couch and just laid down and just….stared at the ceiling.

At some point in the day, you fell asleep. You woke up the next day, and you were still too tired to move, you just sent a text to Jona that you weren't feeling well and that you wouldn't be attending training today. But you also realized that you didn't get any messages from anyone, literally nobody texted you. No one needed you.

You threw the phone away and continued with what you know best. Overthinking.

As you were just laying there, silent crying, the tears were just flowing out of your eyes, and you realized something.

YOU were the one who always checked up on others when they were missing from training. YOU were always the first one to text someone when you were planning something. YOU were always the one to make sure everyone got home safe after a night out.

That's right there.

That right there was what you kids these days call, your last straw. Your thirteenth reason.

At the Barça's training grounds, Alexia finally got back to train with the team, and she was really happy and excited about it. She greeted everyone on the way to the locked room. When she walked into the locker room, everyone cheered, like the queen just walked in…which she is.

The first question she asked was „Where's y/n?“ that made everyone look around and see that you indeed weren't there.

„Oh, shit, I knew that something was missing here, “Lucy said. After that everyone got on the field and Jona said that you weren't feeling well. Everyone just nodded with understanding but Alexia didn't buy it. Something wasn't right. You never miss training, even when you don't feel good.

At your apartment, you made progress... you went from the couch to the floor, since you always loved laying or sitting on the floor because it was comfortable. Still thinking how you're worthless and that no one wants you to be here. You finally took your phone and scrolled through social media, where were all the photos and videos posted from the team hangout. You saw how much fun they had... without you.

They were better off…without you.

You were a burden.

You saw the recent stories that everyone posted. Even Alexia. But still not one message.

The training finished and Alexia drove straight to your apartment. Fortunately, it wasn't far from the training grounds or her apartment, so she arrived pretty fast.

She walked up to the door and knocked. No answer. That made her knock a little louder.

„Y/n, please open up I know you can hear me.“ Alexia begged.

The knocking and the yelling made you snap out of it. You stood up and slowly walked to the door. You opened them but not fully.

„What are you doing here, Alexia?“ you asked tiredly. You didn't know how to feel about this visit.

„Um, are you gonna let me in or will I have to let myself in?“ she asked with a raised eyebrow.

You just sighed and moved to open the doors fully and let her in. When she walked in, she took a look around your place and then turned back to you and actually at your appearance.

„Are you okay? Are you sick? What's the matter?“ she asked with all seriousness. Every person who looks into her eyes can see that she cares, but not your eyes or your head.

„Why do you care?“ you said with a scoff and walked towards the living room.

That comment made Alexia confused. Why wouldn't she care?

„Of course, I care. You never miss a training even when you're not feeling well, you would attend a training. Even though I sometimes disagree with that you're stubborn“

„Sure you do.“

„Y/n, what is this about? Why are you acting like this?“

„ACTING LIKE WHAT, ALEXIA? Tell me, acting like fucking what?!“ you threw it at her. It took her by surprise, she didn't expect this from you.

„Don't yell at me! I'm your captain, and I ne- „

Of course, Alexia fucking Putellas!! Captain of FC Barcelona. Only cares about her team and the reputation of her team and that HER team makes HER look good in front of everyone else. She's always „busy“ with, so-called captain duties, that she can't even text me, or answer her phone when I call her. ESPECIALLY WHEN I NEED HER THE MOST!!“ you were just spitting everything out. It made you feel good. You couldn't stop, for once you made yourself feel better.

„ I'm so fucking tired Alexia…Why am I such a burden to you? Do you not like me or something? What did I do to you that made you hate me so fucking much? If I bother you so much, you should just tell me. Also, the whole fucking team hates me. I thought that for once I could say that I belonged somewhere, but no. I'm always the second choice or the third most of the time the last choice. No one wants me in this team…I'm a terrible player, I'll never be like you or Mariona or Caro.“ You broke totally. You started to sob. Alexia couldn't watch you like this, she wanted to help you and the first thing she thought of was to pull you in the biggest hug.

When you felt her arms around you, you broke down completely. She held you for a good while, her shirt stained from your tears, she couldn't care less.

You finally stopped shaking and calmed down. When you you were ready, Alexia pulled away but not totally. She put her hands on your shoulders and made you look at her, so you hear her out.

„First of all, I want to apologize for not checking up on you more often, especially now since I understand you're having a hard time. I would also like to apologize for not answering your calls but I have really been busy and I was planning on calling you back I just forgot. Second of all, if I ever hear you talk like that about yourself I'll personally kick your ass,“ as she was telling you this, you finally managed to look at her. You saw her eyes a little glassed because of her tears.

„I see you as my little sister, you're not a burden, y/n. And I want you to remember that. I don't know what made you think that but I'm sorry if I made you feel like that. And also if you want I can talk to the team about that but I can tell you for sure that everyone adores you.“ You listened to her and tried to trust the words that she was saying but your head was a little louder.

„ And I also wanted to say, you'll never be like Mariona, Caro, or me. You'll be way better than us combined, especially if you continue to work as hard as you do now. I idolize your hard-working habits.“ She finished her speech. And you believed her. For once, you think you have someone who will hear you out when you have this kind of episode.

„Do you mean that?“ you asked her hesitantly.

„Yes, I do. And when next time you feel like this, I want you to come to me. Even if I'm busy, I'll make time for you.“ She said and gave you a small smile.

You smiled back at her and pulled her in a hug. You needed one after a few very emotional days.

„Now, will you tell me what made you feel this way?“ she said while pulling away.

You rubbed your neck nervously while trying to form a normal sentence.

„Well, um, I sometimes have these episodes when I get really into my head and just think little of myself. Also, some events from my past just encourage those episodes to come out. And also when I saw some pictures online from the other day from your place…it just made it worse“ you told her.

„Okay, when another episode of this is about to come out, let me know. And what do you mean the picture from my place?“

„Well I heard that there was some kind of a team hangout at your place and I wasn't invited and my fear of missing out was getting the best of me…it made my episode worse“

„Ooh that hangout out“Alexia chuckled after that „It wasn't a real hang out, it was kinda spontaneous because my sister got engaged and she's friends with most of my teammates so we just celebrated at my place.“

You face palmed yourself. Alexia just laughed at you. You couldn't believe yourself right now.

„ It's alright, hermanita. Don't be so hard on yourself“ Alexia tried to comfort you.

„Thank you, Ale. So much, and I'm sorry for bothering you with my shit..again“

„Don't have to thank me, just score my goals for my team so it makes me look good as captain in front of everyone“ she teased you.

„oh god, I don't know how that came out of my mouth, I'm so sorry“ you apologized.

Alexia just laughed at your, „You don't have to say sorry for everything, it's okay you were emotional and you needed to take it out on someone“

You were thankful that Alexia was this understanding. Younger you wouldn't believe you if you told her that you're crying in front of Alexia Putellas and she's comforting you.

„If you don't mind me asking. What exactly happened in the past that made it so bad?“ she asked with a curious look

„If I start now I won't stop until tomorrow. It's a long story“

„Oh, would you look at that I'm free today. So start from the beginning.“

And so you did. You told her everything, from A to Z. You finally opened up to someone after a long time. And it felt good. It made it easier because Alexia was call, patient, and understanding. After that you were more open with everyone and communicated way more than before.

But if it weren't for Alexia, you'd probably be still lying on that floor and staring at the ceiling.

[alexiaputellasera]

Mami?

[lewcodina]

baking ! | alexia putellas x fem! reader

summary; y/n’s intricate makeup routine intrigues alexia

warnings; none (?)

word count; 1k

note; this came out longer than expected 😭 i was also baking ( makeup ) when i thought of this lol and i’ll forever stand by the huda beauty powder 😫

masterlist !

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Alexia wasn’t one for a full face of makeup. She always preferred something more natural and light than the heavy powders and creams stacked on her skin. Occasionally, she’d wear a full face but almost always opted for something light.

Unlike her girlfriend whose makeup collection seemed to grow more every week.

It was funny how big Y/n’s collection was. Alexia ended up setting up a vanity in their shared bedroom for her girlfriend to have more space for her makeup. However, it seemed like there was less and less space each week.

The Catalan’s argument was always the same. Why buy another pink blush when there are already 4 different powder blushes and 3 liquid blushes back at home? She honestly didn’t get it, but she did whatever made her girlfriend happy.

It was another Saturday night which thankfully, there wasn’t a match that weekend. The girls had all planned on going out for dinner and clubbing afterward.

Y/n, of course, had started getting ready hours before. She had her hair already curled and clipped back by the time Alexia even thought about the upcoming night.

The midfielder sat on their shared bed, watching curiously as her girlfriend ran back and forth from the bathroom to her vanity. “Amor, why do you keep getting up?” She asked with a teasing smile.

“Because, Ale, I need to wet my beauty blenders.” Y/n replied like it was the most obvious thing. She ignored her girlfriend’s confused looks as she grabbed her cream bronzer.

“Is that contour?”

“No, it’s the Charlotte Tilbury bronzer you got me last week.”

“I thought I bought you another blush last week?”

“Well, that and this.” Y/n looked at her girlfriend through the mirror of the vanity as she blended out.

Alexia got up with furrowed eyebrows. She slowly nodded, still confused as she stood up to look for a change of clothes. By the time the Catalan had finished changing, her girlfriend was on a completely different step.

“Now, what’s that?” She asked with a laugh, pointing at the packed pink powder underneath Y/n’s eyes, lining her nose, and packed white powder on her cheekbones.

“Baking!”

Alexia made a noise of confusion in response. She shuffled closer to the vanity and kept staring at her girlfriend with furrowed eyebrows. “But that’s not baking?”

“This is just a different type of baking,” Y/n explained as she closed the containers of her setting powders. The midfielder’s confused look made her let out a loud laugh. “It’s to set your makeup. Make it stay. The Huda Beauty powders are the best.”

“Then why is that pink?”

“Brightens up the under eye.”

“But why is it called baking? That’s weird.”

Y/n shrugged, reaching over to grab her big fluffy brush. “Don’t know but baking is a crucial step to set my makeup.” She continued to explain as she wiped away the excess powder with her blush.

Alexia stayed silent for a few minutes as she watched her girlfriend apply a powdered highlighter. The Catalan was in deep thought and Y/n could easily tell.

Y/n glanced over at her as she grabbed her setting spray. “Do you want me to do your makeup?” She asks, shaking the bottle before spraying it on her face. Her question snapped the blonde out of the deep thought she was in.

“Que?” [what]

“Do you want me to do your makeup?” She asked again with a laugh. “You keep staring like you want me to.” She raised her eyebrow and reached for her lipliner.

“But I don’t want none of that- what is it again?” Alexia mumbled, scrunching up her nose as she gestured towards the container of setting powder on the vanity. “That baking stuff. It’ll make my face all white.”

Y/n chuckled as she carefully lined her lips, “It won’t because I brush it off after.” Y/n explained, setting down her lip liner. She grabbed her lip gloss before glancing at her girlfriend, “Does my face look white?”

“Hm, no, but-“

“Exactly.” Y/n stood up and patted the seat of her vanity. “Now, sit.” She demanded, pointing at the seat. She hummed in satisfaction as the Catalan quickly listened and sat on the chair.

“I’ll do something light. You still have the Fenty skin tint I convinced you to buy?”

Alexia looked at her like she was speaking a different language. She then glanced down at a drawer at the bottom of the vanity. Inside was all her makeup which seemed like nothing compared to her girlfriends. “Whatever I have is in there.”

Y/n hummed in response, grabbing everything she needed from the drawer. She found herself sitting on Alexia’s lap as she carefully blended the skin tint and concealer onto her skin. She knew her girlfriend wasn’t used to the heavy makeup, so she was mindful of that fact.

A little bit of her Rare Beauty cream bronzer and a bit of her Charlotte Tilbury blush, she was almost done. She grabbed her Huda Beauty powder next, “So, baking or no baking?

Alexia hummed as she glanced up at her girlfriend's smooth face and bright undereyes. “Just a little bit? Maybe?”

“Okay, just a little bit.”

Y/n carefully packed the pink powder under her eyes. She left it on for just a minute before grabbing the same fluffy brush to wipe the excess powder away. Soon enough, she was done with Alexia’s makeup and sealed it off with a setting spray. “All done, my love.”

The Catalan glanced at herself in the mirror, eyes widening at the sight. “My skin, it’s so smooth.” She gasped, leaning in closer to the mirror while still keeping a tight grip on her girlfriend's waist.

Y/n laughed as she set the setting spray down on the vanity. She turned around to face the mirror but still kept her spot on Alexia’s lap. “You like?”

“Can you do this every time we go out?”

“Baking and all?”

“Si! Claro! Baking and all!” [yes! of course!]

[fleming-o]

new beginnings barca fem x teen reader

(i say barca but its kinda mostly alexia)

new home is always hard to get used to

HOMESICK AT ITS FINEST

also I can't write for my life so if this went in many directions than just one I'm sorry (heh one direction)

Moving houses was one thing, but moving across the world? That was something else entirely.

All my belongings were packed away, my house back home was empty, and every familiar wall and cozy corner was now just a memory. The thought of leaving my old life behind felt thrilling at first, but now? Now it just felt like a hollow ache.

Barcelona was beautiful, yes, but it didn’t feel like home. The narrow streets, the fast-paced Catalan, the city’s loud vibrancy—it was all so different. I’d dreamt of this chance with Barça for as long as I could remember, but I hadn’t expected the anxiety that seemed to follow me everywhere. I missed my family, my friends, even my favorite coffee spot. Here, I was just… drifting.

It had been two weeks since I arrived, but every time I walked into the training facility, that nervous twist in my stomach returned. Today, though, felt worse. I’d woken up feeling off—grumpy, tired, missing everything familiar. The physical exhaustion from the intense training was starting to catch up, and my heart felt heavy with homesickness.

“Bon dia!” Mapi’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts as I walked in. She grinned, giving me a cheerful wave.

“Hola, Mapi,” I mumbled, trying to return her energy, but I could feel my own voice sounding flat, tired.

She raised an eyebrow, looking a bit curious. “Hey, how’s the whole moving thing going?”

I shrugged, trying to keep it casual. “It’s… okay, I guess,” I said, grabbing my training gear. I didn’t want to admit just how lonely I felt.

Mapi opened her mouth to say something else, but then Ingrid walked up, giving Mapi a pointed look. “Maria, for the last time—stop taking my clothes,” she sighed, tugging on the collar of the hoodie Mapi was wearing.

Usually, their back-and-forth would make me laugh, but today, I just couldn’t muster the energy. I forced a small smile and stood, boots in hand. “I’ll be on the pitch,” I mumbled, heading outside before they could ask any more questions.

Out on the field, the other girls were already warming up together, chatting and laughing. I watched them for a moment, feeling a pang of isolation. It wasn’t that they were unfriendly—far from it. But they all seemed to have this easy camaraderie, this natural rhythm, that I couldn’t quite find my way into. I grabbed a ball and went to a quieter spot on the field, juggling and practicing on my own.

As I focused on the ball, the weight of everything I’d left behind came crashing down on me. I missed my mom’s hugs, my dad’s terrible jokes, the random texts from my friends.

Even just hearing English everywhere felt like something I’d taken for granted. Here, every day felt like I was fumbling, trying to catch up.

I didn’t even notice someone approaching until a shadow fell over me. I looked up to see Alexia standing there, her expression soft and curious.

“Mind if I join?” she asked, nodding toward the ball at my feet.

I shrugged, trying to shake off the sadness in my eyes. “Sure.”

We passed the ball back and forth in silence for a bit. Alexia didn’t press, just letting me be. After a while, she spoke up, keeping her voice gentle. “The team’s getting together tonight. At my place. You should come.”

I hesitated, not wanting to seem rude but also not feeling in the mood for a crowd. “I don’t know… I might just head home after training.”

She tilted her head, studying me. “I know it’s not easy, coming here and adjusting to everything. But you don’t have to do it alone, okay? You’ve got us.”

Her words hit something deep, making my chest tighten. It was as if she understood exactly what I was feeling without me having to say it. I managed a small nod, not trusting my voice to stay steady.

“Alright,” she said, a gentle smile breaking through. “No pressure. Just think about it, okay?”

After training, I found myself reluctantly heading to Alexia’s place. The team was already there, scattered around her cozy living room, laughing and sharing stories. I joined a small group with the younger players, including Jana and Claudia. They were swapping stories and cracking jokes, but the exhaustion and emotions from the day were catching up to me. Before long, I could feel my eyelids growing heavy.

As the evening wore on, the laughter echoed in my ears, but it felt distant, as if I was watching from a haze. I felt out of place, despite being surrounded by friends. I watched as Alexia flitted between groups, her laughter bright and infectious, and I found myself drawn to her, like a moth to a flame.

The laughter felt more distant, and the noise began to swirl around me, making it harder to breathe.

I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of everything—the unfamiliar faces, the bustling energy of the room, the tension in my chest—growing heavier. I needed to escape, if only for a moment. Excusing myself from the group, I slipped out of the living room and wandered down the hallway, searching for a quieter space.

I finally spotted a small, dimly lit room at the end of the hall. I stepped inside, closing the door behind me, and leaned against it, feeling the cool wood against my back. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to steady the whirlwind of emotions inside me.

“Hey, are you alright?”

I opened my eyes to find Alexia standing there, concern etched across her face. Her presence instantly made me feel a bit safer, but the nervousness still clawed at my insides.

“I… I don’t know,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “It’s just so much. I thought I could handle it, but…”

Alexia stepped closer, her eyes softening as she listened. “Moving here can be overwhelming. It’s a big change, and it’s okay to feel off balance. You’re not alone in this.”

I felt a lump in my throat, her words wrapping around me like a warm blanket. I nodded slowly, the truth of her statement sinking in. It was comforting to know I didn’t have to navigate this by myself.

“I just miss home,” I confessed, feeling vulnerable. “I thought I’d be excited, but instead, it feels like I’m lost.”

Alexia moved to sit beside me on the floor, our backs against the door. “I get it. I moved away from my family, too. At first, it felt like everything I loved was far away. But it gets easier with time, especially when you have people around you who care.”

Her reassurance helped, though I still felt that tightness in my chest. “Sometimes, it feels like everyone else is so close and I’m just… out of place,” I admitted, glancing at her.

“Trust me, everyone feels that way at some point,” she said with a gentle smile. “Even the ones who look like they have it all together. It’s a process, and we’ll figure it out together. And you know what? You belong here. You’re part of this team now, and that means something.”

As her words wrapped around me, I took a deep breath, feeling a little of the weight lift. Being near her felt grounding. I could feel the tension slowly easing, replaced by a sense of safety I hadn’t expected to find.

“Thanks, Alexia,” I said, a shy smile breaking through my uncertainty. “It means a lot.”

“Anytime,” she replied, her eyes twinkling. “And hey, if you need a break from the craziness, you can always come find me, okay?”

We sat in comfortable silence for a moment, letting the chaos of the party fade away outside. I felt a sense of peace wash over me, grateful for this unexpected connection.

“Alright, let’s go back,” Alexia finally said, standing up and offering me her hand. “I promise, it’ll be fun. And if it gets too loud, we can always come back here.”

I took her hand, standing up beside her, feeling a flicker of hope ignite within me. Maybe I could find my place here after all.

“Okay,” I said, my heart feeling a little lighter. “Lead the way.”

As we stepped back into the living room, the laughter and chatter enveloped us again, but this time, I felt a little more ready to face it all—with Alexia by my side.

[urfavblackbimbo]

Masterlist

Last updated: 8/2/2024

So I’ve decided to make a Masterlist so it could be easier y’all to read my story I haven’t come up with a title yet but I’m thinking a few titles but I’ll let y’all know when I think of one. But relax to take a look in to the lives of Alexia Johnson and Franklin Saint and how they survive the drug empire and to become one of the most powerful couple of rock coacine in the world

Frankie Saint x Lexi Johnson

Chapter 1👇🏿