#hola bebé

[cjvno]

PATIO INTERIOR CENTRAL  · Maven dijo: “Creo que no es por ahí.” * @imaven

A pesar de que lo escucha, no se detiene, ¿como es que esta tan seguro de eso? más de un hombre la ha intentado detener y no lo ha conseguido, terca se podría decir. Termina por seder un par de pasos adelante "¿y lo dices por qué?" pregunta al girarse y pronto agrega "pero si no es hacía allá, ¿Dónde?" inquiere al mirar a su alrededor, el lugar es tan grande y tiene tantas puertas que ahora duda si es que era por ahí, se cruzó de brazos.

[vcrena]

‘  lamento decepcionarte, francis. pero creo que fue james el que robó tus globos.  ’ sonrisa perlada se esconde tras copa que es llevaba contra labios con el fin de dar un sorbito a aquel vino. si iba a sobrevivir otra actividad más en safe haven, no lo haría nuevamente sobria. ‘  dijo que faltaban decoraciones en la entrada.  ’ tal vez fuese mentira lo que de sus labios escapaba; sí había visto a james cerca de los globos, pero todo lo demás fueron conjeturas que en su mente cobraban sentido. un minuto james estaba allí y los globos igual, y al siguiente había desaparecido. ‘  no creo que debamos decir nada. me han dicho que es el favorito del cumpleañero.  ’

# área de bebidas🍷

' por favor dime la verdad. ' vocablos son dirigidos a contraparte, la primera persona que se cruza por mirada. ' yo sé que todos los globos que colgué hace unos minutos no desaparecieron por sí solos, algo o alguien tuvo que habérselos llevado. ' comienza a elaborar misterio, su timbre resonando con severidad propia de costumbre profesional. ' ¿de casualidad estuviste presente en la escena del crimen? — sospecho de un grupo de rufianes, estoy reuniendo testigos. '

[demonstars]

syda winning and an admin deleting the poll reminds me of the time dream and tina were winning over a *smp duo in a poll made by a dranti LMAOOOO -otto

WAITIFJDNBXIWBFOWUEI2 SAME VIBES.

[hlurz]

Look who is in my window

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Carta de Jimin para ARMY por su álbum FACE

Hola ARMY, este es Jimin 

He regresado con mi primer solo álbum "FACE". 

Quería transmitir mis sentimientos honestos que experimente durante la pandemia en este álbum, así que espero que todos ustedes lo disfruten escuchándolo.

La canción principal "Like Crazy", esta inspirada en una de mis películas favoritas.

¡Adivinen cuál puede ser! Mientras tanto, estaré respondiendo algunas de sus preguntas que han hecho/preguntado...

¡Gracias ARMY! Siempre Amor, JIMIN.

BIGHIT_MUSIC·21 mar.[기사] #방탄소년단 #지민, 'Like Crazy' 티저 공개..반전 비주얼 https://n.news.naver.com/entertain/article/112/0003621011

La canción principal 'Like Crazy' es una canción de género pop sintetizado que se destaca con el tono triste de Jimin en fuertes sonidos de sintetizador y batería. 'FACE' es un álbum que contiene la historia del propio Jimin mientras se enfrenta a sí mismo y se prepara para un nuevo comienzo como artista.

jimin hablando de “the notebook” en vlive y weverse que es su película favorita y que en esa ocasión ya la había visto por séptima vez

jimin en melon station recomendó canciones y dijo que le encanta especialmente la canción 'In Return' de Breakbot, la escucha cada dos días. Descubrió que esta canción estaba en la película "Like Crazy"

Y personas que lo vieron en Fallon comentan que el dijo en entrevista que  "Like Crazy"  tenía el nombre de una película con el mismo nombre.

Jimin Vlive 

Hello, I'm here~!  

Hola estoy aquí  

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W KOREA YOUTUBE -  JIMIN CORTE DE FOTOS DE VÍDEO

방탄소년단 지민에게 궁금한 점들을 물었다! 계속해서 웃음 버튼 눌러주는 지민의 화보 촬영 현장.mp4 by W Korea

¡Hicimos preguntas a Jimin de BTS! La escena fotográfica de Jimin donde continúa presionando el botón de risa.mp4 por W Korea

https://youtu.be/9sUSTd9VDl8

W KOREA YT

¡Preguntamos nuestras curiosidades a Jimin de BTS! La divertida sesión de fotos de Jimin by W Korea

https://youtu.be/9sUSTd9VDl8

Y de todas las películas que ha recomendado-comentado de este genero todo este tiempo estas dos son las únicas que podrían ser. Esperemos a lo que jimin nos dará este Jueves  23 Marzo 2023 10PM Mx Que sabemos sera increíble!

[prufd]

Mohín se instala en su expresión al observarle, a como lo refería se escuchaba aterrador, pero antes de decir más se da cuenta que esta leyendo " te dieron hasta guion y todo, impresionante, tampoco es la gran cosa, de hecho es más pequeño a como lo recordaba, un par de vueltas y sales, tampoco es como el de Harry Potter ni nada eso, que va, ese lugar si era aterrador " le comenta al contrario al cruzarse de brazos, tal cual lo conociera de años, pero eso es lo que hacía ella, entrar en confianza demasiado rápido " ¿quieres entrar? ¿no crees es mejor? así les cuentas toda la experiencia y no sólo lo que dice el texto "

📍 laberinto.

en su mano, pequeño papelito arrugado espera a que llegue otro invitado que quiera pasar por el laberinto, muches todavía no llegan al lugar que se le había asignado por lo que no había tenido el tiempo de hablar con nadie. sin embargo, cuando escucha pasos se endereza en su lugar. ' más adelante en un cruce, una ruta está marcada y la otra olvidada. ¿cuál eliges para descubrir el camino? ' lee del papel sin descaro alguno, observando a nueva compañía. en su mente piensa: pf, que pista tan mala.

[cjvno]

PATIO INTERIOR CENTRAL  · Alexa dijo: "¿No crees que se siente como si estuvieras en una película de terror mientras exploras el castillo?" * @alexxv

Se giro para encarar a la chica, no pudiendo evitar la sonrisa que le causó ese comentario, vaya que lo había pensando "Si, y ahora es cuando nos empiezan a matar, tengamos cuidado, nosotras podemos caer primero, si es como en las películas" intento bromear para aligerar la situación pues ya de por si el ambiente se sentía demasiado denso "el ambiente está medio pesado, ¿o soy yo?" inquirió a la chica, al tratar de acercarse más a la fuente.

[arigg]

#ALEATORIO, @fi0nazu​.

aunque desconoce cómo tomar proximidad, decide no darle muchas vueltas al asunto cuando ubica manos sobre respaldar de silla. “hey, fiona, ¿no?” reconoce no sólo por experiencia común en último baile, pero también como parte de sterling. lamenta que condiciones hayan sido aquellas y no de antes, mas no hay nada que hacer ahora. “¿te molesta si me siento?” 

[artemivsa]

# spotify wrapped time , send me a "🎁" and i'll write a starter using lyrics from a random song in my top 100 playlist. ( disaster de conan gray ) , @he6venly.

“  is it purely platonic to call me, like, every night? ”

[cjvno]

Le permitió hablar ya que lo vio tan interesado en la mascota, desviando su mirada de él hacía el mapa frente suyo, una rápida investigación en internet y quizás podía decirle a donde ir, el mapa era bastante lindo si lo veía de cierta manera, meneo la cabeza ante la disculpa, entendiendo lo que podía causar la gente " ¿eso no sería peor? lo de que se suba algún vagón. Si se subió a el metro aquí pudo haberse bajado en cualquier estación de estas " señalo la línea verde " pero... hay un transborde aquí... " señalo el punto donde se combinaba con la otra, juno meneo la cabeza deseando que no hubiera hecho eso, porque si lo hizo buscarlo iba ser el mismo infierno " de verdad espero que no lo haya hecho, porque si lo hizo... encontrarlo será el doble de difícil " dijo su pensar.

' no lo sé, una vez vi una historia de un perro que subía un metro todos los días y se bajaba en una estación específica ' explica un poco su hilo de pensamiento. ' además, está lloviendo tal vez bimbo buscó un lugar donde refugiarse y se encontró con un montón de personas de tal forma que no le quedó de otra que subir al metro ' habla tan rápido, que termina por rascar su nuca dándose cuenta que nuevamente estaba perdido en teorías. ' lo siento, la multitud me tiene distraído. '

[iinsertblognamee]

kiss me, please?

summary; alexia doesn't really do PDA, but she might make an exception for you.  pairing; alexia putellas x footballer!reader spanish | english translation

The first time you noticed was after your win against Levante UD Femenino. You had managed to score two of the seven goals throughout the match. The final whistle blew as the crowd went wild, Ona pulling you into her embrace as the two of you cheered with the surrounding atmosphere. Other teammates made their way into your embrace, congratulating each other with kisses on the cheeks and pats on their backs.

"Creo que alguien te está esperando" 'I think someone is waiting for you' Aitana giggles into your ear, pushing you towards the friends and family section seating section. The celebrations continued around you, as you made your way towards the cheering crowds - giving waves to fans before coming face-to-face with Alexia and Mapi. The younger woman pulls you into her embrace as she plants kisses all over your cheeks. Congratulating you over and over again.

"Gracias Mapi" 'Thank you Mapi' You laugh out, pushing yourself out of her embrace and wiping your face dramatically as she sticks her tongue out at you. Ingrid manages to join your little huddle, taking her girlfriend's attention off you as you make eye contact with your captain.

"Hola bebé" 'Hi baby' your words much softer than your conversation with Mapi, a shy smile playing on your lips as you take in your girlfriend. She pulls you in a small hug, a small tap felt at the back of your head before she pulls away.

"hola mi bella dama" 'Hello my beautiful lady' the pet name heats your cheeks up, Mapi pretending to hurl as Alexia scoffs and (softly) pushes Mapis's head in the other direction. You take notice of the pink blush covering your girlfriend's cheeks, and the small frown appearing on her eyebrows as she looks around the surrounding areas before her attention falls back to you.

You know your relationship was fairly new, not even hitting the six-month mark just yet but the pair of you had been friends since you signed for Barcelona two years ago. You could read Alexia like an open book, and you knew she was feeling on edge. Taking hold of Alexia's hands that were holding the barricade, you gave them a slight squeeze - trying to help her calm down just a little.

"The girls wanna go out and celebrate the win tonight" You start, trying to grab Alexia's attention once again, she gives a small hum in response. A clear indication she was only half listening to what you were saying.

"I think it'd be fun if you came with me?"

"No sé. I don't know if I'd be much fun mi amor" 'I don't know. I don't know if I'd be much fun, my love' She responds back, the frown only growing further. You wanted to run your fingers along her eyebrows, removing the tension appearing on her face. You don't, instead you pout your lips as you pull the best puppy dog eyes you could master.

"Por favor" 'Please'

You know you've hit the jackpot as a small smile appears on her lips once more, her eyes rolling back as she shakes her head. "Okay! Okay. But only to watch over you and keep you protected from Mapi"

The jab at the tattooed lady next to you takes offence, giving Alexia a slight push before crossing her arms and pouting "Soy una gran influencia!" 'I am a great influence!'. Alexia snorts but doesn't give her best friend any form of response.

"I think that's a great idea" you mumble soft enough for Alexia to catch what you are saying, but your words become lost on Mapi's.

Alexia's guard finds its way back up once fans start calling out for you in the next section over, she gives you one last squeeze before letting go of your hand and creating some distance between the pair of you.

"Ve a saludar amor, te veré en el vestuario." 'Go say hi love, I'll meet you down in the locker room'

Ingrid takes your hand from your girlfriends, pulling you away from the barricade and towards the screaming fans, both of you signing items and taking photos over the next couple of minutes.

As much as you tried to forget the shift in Alexia's actions, you couldn't help but feel a little pushed aside. Alexia had never been one to shy away from affection, you weren't sure if it was just a Spanish thing or an Alexia thing, but from day one she had always managed to be touching you in some way. A tap at the back of your head, an arm wrapped around your waist, a leg pressed up against yours - you were no stranger to Alexia's physical touches.

You let yourself believe it was just the fact that your relationship was still fresh. The move from being friends to more only official as of four months ago.

It had been after one of your matches, the defence clearly picking on you throughout the game - although you weren't backing down which had led to you being subbed off just before the 80th minute. A late-timed (or perfectly timed depending on who you asked) tackle from the opposing team landed you on the ground gripping onto your ankle.

You had been led down the tunnel, towards the designated medical room, a physio waiting for you - alongside a fuming Alexia. Her arms were crossed, and a firey look flashed across her eyes as she watched every wince and jump you gave out as you got assessed.

The physio diagnosed you with deep bruising but nothing that couldn't be fixed with some rest and strength training over the next two weeks. The door hadn't even closed completely before Alexia was yelling at you in Spanish. Her arms flew in the air as she walked back and forth, her attention would fall you on every once and a while before it dropped down to your iced ankle before she started all over again.

You could make out the jiff of what she was ranting about, but your attempt to answer her questions was blocked, as she would ask another question before answering it for herself.

It wasn't until about five minutes later that she finally stood firm in her place, her arms hanging by her sides as she looked at her once again.

"What were you thinking? Getting yourself injured like that!"

You blamed it on the fact that you had just played a rough 80 minutes, your arms now crossed across your body as you let out a scoff - you felt like a child getting scolded by their parents.

"I didn't do it on purpose, Alexia! I was playing the game, that's it. I can't help that they were targeting me"

Her eyes flashed with something that definitely wasn't anger, her lips suddenly on yours, as she pushed you back into the bed you were sitting on.

It wasn't until Ona and Lucy had come to check on you after the game finished that the two of you broke away from each other.

The club is up and pumping by the time you make it through its doors. Mapi hand-in-hand with you, Alexia and Ingrid trailing behind. Shots are pushed into your hands before you can make your way around to say hello to everyone, a countdown is yelled before you drown the shot.

An hour or two flew by, Ona, Claudia and Patri were dancing with you, the music completely in Spanish but at this point, you couldn't really care. You felt one of the girl's hands on your waist, spinning you around before attempting to dip you. A small squeal left your lips before followed by laughter pulling yourself up to their chest and yelling that you were grabbing a seat and getting some water.

The table booked out for the team is half empty, Lucy is in a deep conversation with Frido and Keira, Marta laughing with Ingrid at something Mapi said - and your girlfriend sitting, watching over the table with a glass of water in her hand.

"Hola ladies!" 'Hello Ladies' You announce, squeezing yourself onto Alexia's lap - kissing her cheek before taking the glass of water out of her grip and up to her lips. Too busy with the glass in your hand, you miss the kissy faces Mapi makes towards Alexia, teasing her best friend. Alexia seemed to tense up, her grip around your waist tightened enough for you to turn your attention towards her and her red cheeks.

"Are you okay?" you ask, tilting your head a little to get a better look at your girlfriend's face.

"si, yo solo..." 'yeah, i just...' she trails off, her eyes flicking to the group surrounding the pair of you before it clicks.

"You don't like PDA?"

She seems to physically relax when she realises you understand her discomfort, the tension that had been present now non-existent. A little shy smile appears on her lips before her head hides in the crook of your neck. You feel her lips plant a small, hidden kiss on your shoulder before she brings her attention back to you.

"Not really. I just... no sé. I just don't like the idea of people watching us... be like that. Only I get to see you like that" 'I don't know'

You can't help but feel yourself fall just a little more in love with the Spanish woman in front of you, a smile growing on your lips as you throw your arms around her neck. Your lips trace her ear before you mutter "But what if I can't help myself?"

You almost freeze at the sound of a moan slipping from her lips, low enough that only you can hear - but it still has the same effect. "mi amor" 'my love' she warns, and you swear you see her swallow before her gaze is directly on you. "Please don't"

You want to push and see how far you can go before she snaps but you also want to enjoy the rest of the night out with the girls. Ultimately, you give her a small nod before shifting yourself off her lap and into the free spot next to her.

You don't miss the smile on her lips, nor do you miss the dark look in her eyes. Her body reaches over you, as she grabs the glass in your hand - her mouth right next to your neck before she whispers "Later"

You notice the change slowly, the way that she would hold your hand just a little longer before pulling away or when she would congratulate you at the end of games her lips linger against your cheek as her hands held onto your waist.

It wasn't until her first game back since her injury, you cheered alongside the crowds as she made her way back onto the playing field and again when she scored her first since being back. The whistle signifies the end of the match, and before you can turn your attention towards your girlfriend her arms wrapped around your body. Pulling up into her embrace as she brings her lips to yours.

"I thought you didn't like PDA?" you ask onto her lips, smiles matching one another.

"Just shut up and kiss me"

You didn't need to be told twice.

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Jungkook Marry me

Jimin Marry me

[cjvno]

PATIO INTERIOR CENTRAL  · Smithy dijo: “¡Ten cuidado! Algo me dice que hay una trampa por ahí. ” * @vssmithy

Miro a su compañera con algo de duda y ahora inseguridad, de por si aquel lugar ya se veía aterrador y su estado anímico no había mejorado desde la subasta, si lo pensaba bien algo dentro de sí quería ver que pasaría si fuera así "¿las has visto?" inquiere al verla "podemos volver adentro si no te sientes segura" propone "aunque, ¿no habrá algo interesante por aquí también?"

[rydrzg]

Una amplia sonrisa se dibuja en su semblante cuando mira al perro que su compañero trae entre manos, incluso se apura hacía el animal antes de siquiera escucharlo hablar, sus manos ya hacen sobre el rostro blanco, acariciándole y murmurándole cosas en alemán " ¿eh? ¿bimbo? ¿No era un maltés? " inquiere al subir la mirada, y de pronto gritos en italiano vienen de detrás del japonés y el rubio solo sube la mirada ante tanto escandalo "Hiro, creo que una señora esta buscando a su ¿bambino? te esta señalando con mucha insistencia " no puede evitar reírse, poco o nada es lo que entiende del idioma.

📍 parco sempione

' ¿cómo dijo que era el bimbo ese? creo que lo encontré ' entre sus manos, un perro poodle chiquito, completamente tranquilo entre sus manos. incluso, mascota se alza un poco para comenzar a lamerle la cara. alza su rostro hasta arriba, buscando evitar la lengua del cachorro contra su rostro. ' ¿ya se lo puedo entregar al profesor... o cómo procedemos? '

[wosohours]

i missed you - alexia putellas x reader

Alexia arrived at training in a sour mood with a pout on her face, the same pout that had been seen on her face frequently throughout the last three weeks.

“What’s wrong Capi? Your girl still hasn’t come back yet?” Mapi teased when she saw Alexia’s face. Alexia roller her eyes slightly shoving Mapi out of the way to get to her locker, “No, she will be there for four more days.” she sighed.

You had been gone for almost a month on a business trip out of the country. This is the longest you and Alexia have been apart since you two got together four years ago. Even when Alexia had to travel for major tournaments or national camp you would always try to be present at the games. Although this time it was you who was away and Alexia could not just ditch training and games to be with you.

Hence the reason for the almost permanent pout being stuck on the Catalan woman’s face for three weeks. Of course this is not the first business trip you have ever been on or the first time you and Alexia have been away from each other for a while, but being gone for more than a couple of days started to take a toll on Alexia. Little did she know it was starting to take a toll on you as well but with being constantly busy working you tried not to think about it as much.

Alexia did not want to seem clingy, obsessed, or act like she was heavily dependent on you, but to go from being attached to the hip everyday with someone to them not being around at all kind of threw her off a bit.

She did not realise how involved you were in each other’s daily lives and routines. Going to sleep and waking up alone sucked. Brushing her teeth alone was boring. Showering alone, of course, sucked. The first week you were gone she kept accidentally making two cups of coffee. She even tried to make the breakfast you make for her the same way, but it just did not taste right.

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“The days will pass by soon, just think of it as…four more sleeps,” Patri chimed in across the room. “Yeah, four more ‘sleeps’ alone,” Alexia sulked, lacing up her boots.

“Okay Ale no more pouting, time to train,” Mapi walks over pulling Alexia up from her seat.

During training, Alexia was usually able to turn her brain off and do what she needed to do, but since her normal routine has been flipped upside down all this time and the anticipation of seeing you again weighed heavy on her might, she could not help but get distracted.

So much so that the amount of passes, easy shots, and penalties she was missing earned her concerned glances from her teammates and staff. Alexia understood their concern, they had El Clásico coming in two days, and messing up on easy drills was not looking good.

So she pushed through the rest of practice, showered, did her recovery, and left towards her car so she could get home and call you.

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When Alexia arrived home she immediately jumped in bed and called you on FaceTime, “Hola bebé, I miss you so much.”

“Hola mi amor, I miss you too. How was training?” You asked her while propping your phone up so you two could see each other better.

Alexia groaned and smashed her head into your pillow before she looked up again, “It was terrible bebé I was missing everything, and on one of the set pieces I kicked the ball at Mapi’s back, and this time it wasn’t on purpose.”

That got a loud laugh out of you and Alexia thought about how she could not wait to hear it in person again. After you stopped laughing Alexia asked you about your trip and how work was going. You told her how great it was, how much fun you were having, and how special it was for you to be in the leadership position of the project.

“ I am very proud of you mi amor no one deserves this more than you and clearly the company thinks the same,” she told you with a small yawn.

“Thank you, baby. I appreciate it. Though I thought about you a lot, and it also made me think that maybe we needed this,” you said, causing Alexia’s eyes to shoot open.

Before she could respond you continued, “I know you are about to jump to conclusions but I mean that it is a good and healthy thing for our relationship. You know the saying ‘Distance makes the heart grow fonder.’ It made me stop and think about how much I love and appreciate you and the love that we have for each other.”

“You’re right, I didn’t think that far into it. I just thought about how much I miss you and that I can’t wait to have you by my side again.” Alexia replied, fighting to keep her eyes open.

“I’m going to let you sleep now, I love you and see you in a couple of days.” you told her. Alexia blew you a kiss through the phone, “I love you too, see you in four days.”

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You had told Alexia the truth about how you had been thinking about her a lot. You two were very independent people when you first started dating and even now four years later, but in the last couple of months something had shifted between you and now you could not get enough of each other.

Now where you did not correct her was when she said “...see you in four days.” You were already at the airport staying in one of those convenient airport hotels waiting to get on your flight leaving for Barcelona in just a couple of hours. You texted Alba and Eli and told them your flight information letting them know what time you would be landing. Alba had agreed to pick you up and Eli would be sort of distracting Alexia from thinking of you all day.

The plan was to get to Barcelona a day early and stay with Alba so you could rest and the next day you would be attending El Clásico with the plan of surprising Alexia.

Checking the time on your phone you realize that you should get some sleep to prepare for your long travel day.

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“Hola hermanaaa,” Alba cheered as you walked out of the airport with your luggage. “Hola Alba,” you laugh, letting go of your suitcases to give her a big hug.

“We have all missed you so very much, mami is making us all have dinner together at her place tomorrow so that we can all catch up and you can tell us about your trip,” she says, grabbing one of your suitcases and putting it in her car.

“That sounds great. I missed you all as well, your mama's cooking even more though,” you laugh as she rolls her eyes.

You both finally sit in the car and start the drive to Alba’s apartment, where you will be catching up on some sleep until the game tomorrow.

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“Do you need a shirt or did you already pack ten for your trip?” Alba joked as you two started getting ready for the game. You were texting Alexia your usual, “Good Morning,” so that she would not get suspicious when you looked up hearing Alba speak.

“Haha, you’re so funny, but no I already have one,” you say, showing her the jersey with Alexia’s name and number on the back.

“Ouu and a special game worn one at that. I should’ve known, you are never without one,” she teases, shaking her head.

“I’m done getting ready. Are you ready to go now?” you ask, making Alba nod and grab her bag and keys so that you two can leave.

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As you two were making your way to the entrance of the stadium you spotted Alexia and Alba’s mother and uncle already standing there waiting for you two. Everyone exchanges greetings and hugs before heading to their seats.

While you and Alexia’s family made small talk waiting for the game to start, Alexia was sitting in the locker room getting ready thinking about how this was the first El Clásico you would miss since you two got together.

“Are you ready Ale?” Mapi asked. Alexia looked up and gave her a nod and a small smile. Before Alexia could tie her boots she received a text notification from you.

“Don’t worry I’m watching. You’ll be great. I love you.”

She texted back, “Thank you. I love you more.”

This relaxed her a bit. Knowing that even though you were not physically here you would always support her no matter where you were. With that small boost of reassurance, Alexia stood up and clapped to get her team’s attention so that she could give her speech before the game.

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When the girls started walking out you and everyone else stood up and started cheering. You were hoping to get Alexia’s attention but you know that she was focused on the game. The start of the game was entertaining as usual with both teams doing their best to score early and gain a lead, but with both teams holding their own it was 0-0 by the time half-time came.

As the girls were walking back to the locker room you and Alexia’s family tried once again to get her attention since you knew Alexia usually looked up at the family section when half-time was called. Sure enough, she heard her name being called and looked up to see her family there with you standing and cheering right next to them like you always did.

She could not believe that you were here when she was sure that you still had four more days of work in a whole different country. After she shook the disbelief off of her face she waved at all of you and slyly blew a kiss in your direction, which you pretended to catch.

In the locker room, Alexia could not hide the smile on her face. “Did you see your girl in the stands Capi?” Patri asked, grabbing her shoulder slightly, shaking her. “Looks like she couldn’t wait to see you either, Ale,” Mapi said, making Alexia blush.

After the half-time break was over the girls went back out with a little more fire earning them a goal from Frido, Aitana, and Caroline. Two goals being assisted by Alexia. Ending the game at 3-0.

Since the game was over the team did their rounds taking pictures and signing autographs. Alexia looked up at her family and nodded her head in the direction of the tunnel signaling them to make their way down there. Once Alexia was done she made her way to the tunnel and met with her family and she gave everyone hugs and kisses until she got to you.

“Oh mi amor I missed you so much, I can’t believe you here right now,” Alexia says pulling you into a tight hug laying kisses all over your face and the side of your head. “I also can’t even believe that you kept a secret from me, usually you spill faster than Mapi,” she teased, tickling your sides.

You laughed moving away from her a bit just for her to pull you back in, “I know it took a lot of willpower for me not to just give up and tell you, but when have I ever missed an El Clásico?” you asked her, holding her face in your hands.

“Never,” Alexia answered with a big smile.

“Okay, we know you too are in love and all, but Ale please go take a shower so that we can go eat,” Alba tells her. Eli softly slaps Alba on the arm and pulls her away.

“Yea go shower you stink, I will wait right here,” you tell her. Alexia rolls her eyes and nods before laying a soft kiss on your lips before going back into the locker room to take a shower.

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You ended up riding back to Eli’s house with Alexia where you let her tell you all about the game, even though you were there. Her hand on your thigh the whole ride, you both stealing kisses at every red light. She thought she was slick taking the long way there but you had noticed and you were okay with it.

When you finally made it to the house, Eli was still finishing dinner so everyone sat around the kitchen and talked to keep her company while she finished. As dinner was served you started telling them all about your trip and the project you were working on. The whole time Alexia was not able to take her eyes and hands off of you, but it did not bother you because you were acting the same.

After dinner you all sat around the living room talking some more when Alexia whispered in your ear, “Are you ready to go home?” You nod your head and kiss her cheek.

When finished making your rounds to say goodbye to everyone and thanking Eli for the delicious dinner, you and Alexia head home.

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When you two walk through the doors of your shared home Alexia pulls you into her arms and says, “I am never letting you out of my sight again.”

“I am so okay with that,” you reply, shoving your face in her neck to lay small kisses.

“Now let’s go to sleep, I know you miss me laying on top of you like your personal weighted blanket,” she says, making you laugh and follow her to the bedroom.

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note: not sure i really like this 💀

also, i fight for my life not to say “yall” at least 20+ times

[greynatomy]

rivals?

alexia putellas x messi!reader

request here

with all the alexia angst being posted (my fault), here’s some fluff

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In the world of professional football, rivalry between two players are always one that many fans are eager to watch.

In the men’s world of football, there was Messi and Ronaldo.

In the women’s, Messi and Putellas. Two of the most sought after female footballers of this time.

You and Alexia were known as fierce rivals on the field when competing for your country. You for Argentina, Alexia for Spain. Both of your competitiveness fueling debates among fans. Little did everyone know, behind the scenes, you both shared a secret that could rival the on-field intensity.

Away from the spotlight, you and Alexia were much more than rivals and teammates — you were married.

Your love story began when you’d transferred from playing in the Women’s Super League to Barça. From the first time she’d laid her eyes on you, there was an instant connection. At first she didn’t know how to feel about your transfer, only having played against you for the national team, where the rivalry grew and grew, but as you both played for Barça, the understanding and pressure you both experience helped you grow closer.

Late-night rendezvous, secret getaways, and coded messages allowed you to maintain your privacy. It was difficult to keep everything a secret, something you’ve both agreed on. Time moved quickly from the first time she’d seen you in a Barça kit to now, six years later.

You’re both cuddled up on the couch, watching a replay of the match you’ve just played, pointing out the things you and the team could have done better, when you heard some whining on the baby monitor searched up on the coffee table.

With a kiss to your head, Alexia got up to see what the fuss was all about. You watched on through the monitor, seeing how your wife delicately held and talked to your two year old, making you fall in love with her all over again.

“See look there’s Mami.” Alexia points you out, walking in with Rosa in her arms.

“Mami.” Rosa mumbles, arms reaching out for you, cuddling into your body once in your hold.

“How was your nap, bebé?”

All you got was a whine. Alexia cuddles back into your side as Rosa falls back into a slumber.

“I’ve been thinking.” Alexia starts.

“Uh oh. Mamá has been thinking.” You tease, earning you a playful shove.

“Seriously. Rosa turned two a bit ago and I want to be able to show her what her Mami and Mamá do or work. The environment with all the fans.”

Alexia starts to ramble. Saving her from spiraling, you place a hand over her mouth stopping her words.

“I was thinking the same thing.”

With a bright smile on her face, Alexia pulls you in a passionate kiss, careful to not wake your daughter up.

Three weeks later, Spain has a friendly match against Argentina. Everyone played hard no matter that it was only a friendly, the match ending in a draw.

As far as the public knew, you and Alexia were still rivals, enemies, or any other term they use, so whenever they see you conversing after matches, fans and media freak out, like right now.

What the fans didn’t expect was a small child running into your arms with laughter. Standing up with Rosa in your arms, Alexia wraps her arms around both of you, kisses being placed on her cheeks by both of her moms.

To say the fans and media were exploding was an understatement.

“Alexia, they need you for media.”

Alexia settles herself at the table in front of all the press, waiting for the questions to come.

“Hola, Alexia. Great game today.”

“Thank you.”

After a couple of questions about the match, a little kid is seen throwing themselves onto Alexia.

“Mamá!”

A second person is seen chasing after the child.

“Sorry, sorry. She’s gotten fast.”

You run in, trying to grab Rosa from your wife, who is wriggling to make her harder to hold.

“You can leave her here.”

“You sure?”

She nods so you give them both a kiss on the head and walk out the room.

“Sorry about that.”

“Who do we have here? If you don’t mind us asking.”

“Bebé can you tell them your name?”

“Soy Rosa Putellas.”

The room let out a collective ‘aww’.

“So-so she’s your daughter?” A reporter stutters, stunned by the little girl.

“Yes.”

“And Messi’s?”

“Yes.”

The room full reporters burst, questions being asked over the others. Alexia just stands up, walking out of the room.

“I think you broke them.” Is the first thing you say when she walks into the locker room.

“Eh.” She shrugs. “Makes it fun.”