#lessi russo x reader

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Like I'm Gonna Loose You - Alessia Russo x Reader

that's a little longer, I hope you enjoy!

+4k of words, not readproof, against with happy end, mentions of homophobia!

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Football was your first love, your first memory was of you and your father playing together. So you went to college to play and try being a pro. And that’s when you met the true love of your life, the one that were even bigger that your love for football. And that was a girl, your girl. Your Lessi.

At first it was you, Lotte and Alessia. You all soon developing a friendship and becoming inseparable, the three of you coming from England so it made sense that you all would feel less home sick. Then you started to be more soft with Alessia, you weren’t able to say “no” to her. It all started in your last season at the college. You couldn’t stand there seeing all the boys and girls all over her. You didn’t even know you’re gay. It was just so much for you. You never having done a relationship before, why? Well, a guy never interested you but you thought it was because you were too focused on football. Guess you were wrong.

You started to do everything you could to spend more time with her and she never said “no” to you too. It was like she could know what you were thinking, always doing everything you wanted when you don’t even told her anything.

One day you were on the bus to play na away game, Alessia sitting by your side, you sharing your headphones with her. That’s when everything changed forever between you.

“Let do a playlist together, just for us to hear. What do you think?” She asks you, already taking her phone out of her pocket.

“Us. ❤” That was the name of the playlist. You were used to Alessia being soft with you, but this was too much for you to not think that maybe, just maybe, she had fallen for you too. Especially when she started to add songs to it.

“All of me” – John Legend

“Never be Alone” – Shawn Mendes

“Give Me Love” – Ed Sheeran

“Little Things” – One Direction

“Ruin The Friendship” – Demi Lovato

“Perfect” – Ed Sheeran

You looked at her face... God, how could someone be so beautiful?

“Don’t look at me like that.” She tells you, bringing you out of your daydream. When you understand what she had said you frown.

“Like what?”

“Like you feel the same. Like I’m your everything.” She speaks quietly so no one else could hear. You really didn’t know what to say. Your first love was saying she felt the same. Your first love who was also your best friend.

“I...” When she looks away you grab her hand. “I’m in love with you. I mean, I have never felt this before but you makes me feel like I don’t need anything else with I have you here with me. And I think you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen and you... God... I don’t know Lessi, I didn’t know I’m into girls until you happened but I’m totally fine with that, because you made me see that there’s no mistake to love someone. When I’m the one making you smile I feel the same way when I score a goal, my heart goes crazy and...” She stops you by pushing her lips into yours.

And that’s how everything started. It was nothing like the movies, you both telling your feelings in the back of a bus, nothing romantic at all, but it was you and you couldn’t love it more. That was the best time of your life, you couldn’t be more happier. Then, be the end of the year when you went home for holidays you decided that you were coming out to your parentes. You knew Alessia was yours forever, so you knew you needed to do it. You were done not been able to post about her on social media Simply because your parents didn’t know.

So, one day right before Christmas Eve you called your parentes to the living room, ready to tell them you were gay and were dating the love of your life. And so you did, but it was nothing like you hoped. They didn’t like the idea of you being gay. You simply didn’t know what to do.

You loved your family, they were your everything, always having your back but now they couldn’t be happy for you. Your mom even said:

“You can’t do thay, Y/N! Jesus gave you to me, you can’t do that! I won’t let you.” She screams while crying at you.

Then it was hell to you. You were hurt, so much. You really wanted to be with Alessia, but you knew she didn’t desserves to be on that mess. You won’t let her be, never. It was all too much.

“We can fix you, no, we WILL fix you.” Your father said before going to bed.

“I regret being your mom. I regret ever wanting to have you.” It all was too much.

You didn’t have the strength to talk to Alessia, so you declined every call and never texted back. You couldn’t. They did got in your head. Were you wrong? But how could it be so wrong? When Alessia made you the more happiest you had ever been. When you truly loved her?

You don’t know why you stayed at your parent’s house, you really don’t. But you were like shit, not leaving your room to avoid see any of them. Only leaving to eat but always at some time you knew they wouldn’t see you. And you couldn’t eat properly.

It was in January 7th when you got a call from Barcelona, they wanted you. Soon you after you got a call from Lotte too, Alessia told her of you behaviour or, the lack of it. To the blonde, it was like you just erased from her life, she was too much hurt. She even thought to go see you, but if you weren’t even texting her... So she just accepted it. You may have meet someone better. Someone who could make you more happy. That’s what she thought.

You din’t say anything to Lotte, not while staying in your parent’s house. But you tell her about Barcelona. And you tell her you’re moving as soon as possible. She could sense something was wrong, really wrong. You weren’t your usual self. Your voice was emontionless, even while talking about Barca.

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When you moved out of your parentes house, you were still not in a good place. But you told Lotte everything, you told her you were ashamed of yourself, that you really loved Alessia and that’s why you couldn’t do that to her. You didn’t want her to be with someone who wasn’t worth it her love. Suddenly you didn’t loved yourself anymore and that’s was a lot. How could still treat Alessia the way she deserved to be treated when you couldn’t even treat yourself right anymore?

You couldn’t see her and texting wasn’t aan option so you wrote a letter and asked Lotte to give it to her, you felt like she was the only person left on your life. You have pushed away everyone. And when Lotte left to England again, she had a mission to give it to Lessi and stay with her until she was sure she was okay.

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“Hi Lessi... First of all, I’m so sorry. I really am. I didn’t know how else I could do this. So I’m writing this now... Anyway, I hope you don’t hate me... I could never hate you, I think I’ll always love you. And I hate myself for hurting you and letting you in the dark for so long. I’m so sorry for not being enough, you deserve so much better. I did everything to not put you into this mess. And that’s why I’m doing it... That’s why I’m ending things... Beucase you deserve better, you deserve someone who can treat you like you are the most incredible person in the world (because you are). I hope I can be your friend some day... I hope I can see your smile in person again, or hug you... Yours hugs always made me feel better. I... Just don’t forget ever that I really love you, okay? I’m just so much hurt right now that I can’t be in a relationship... Lotte will tell everything you want to know. I wish you all the best, my love.

Always yours, Y/N.”

Alessia was hurt, but after reading your letter and, after she stopped crying, having Lotte to tell everything that happened and how you were, she didn’t know what she really was feeling but lost was a really close guess.

“I wish she would let me help her out, I wish she could be still here with me, Lotte.” She cried again on the brunette’s shoulder.

True to her word, Lotte only left Alessia’s house when she needed to present herself at Arsenal and before that she made sure the blonde would that care of herself.

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It took you two years to rebuild yourself, for you to love yourself, to know that there was no wrong for loving another woman. You did therapy every week since Lotte left your new home. You also didn’t talk that much anymore with your parents. Not having been to their house again, it held too many bad memories.

But you also didn’t see Alessia again, not in person at least. But you always kept an eye on her, by social medias and even watching her games when you were free.

Barcelona become your home, Alexia Putellas and Mapi Leon become your best friends too. They helped you a lot, they were the only ones on the team who knew of everything that had happened with your parents and Alessia. So they always kept you in their hold, and you were grateful for that.

It took three years for you to meet Alessia again, it being on camp for the Lionesses. When you got the call, you were very excited but then you realised you would have to meet Alessia again and that made you almost throw up out of fear. At first, when you arrived at the hotel, there was just Lotte and Beth waiting for you, the others being at their rooms.

“Y/N!” Beth hugs you. “I’m so happy that we can finally play together.”

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“I missed this, you know... I mean, us being roommates and playing together.” You tell Lotte, after greeting Beth, make a small talk and then go to yours and Lottes room.

“I missed it too. You could always come and play for Arsenal, I know they have been wanting you for a long time.” You sigh at her words and she sits in her bed. “You can’t run away from her forever.”

“I know.” You sit and look at her with a frown. “I know I can’t run away. Fuck, I know she’s here and it makes me want to throw up. What if she hates me?” You put your hands in your face and Lotte comes to your side, passing her arm over your shoulders.

“She doesn’t hate you. I think you should talk to her, it’s been a long time.” You turn to her.

“I don’t know...” You can feel the tears running down your cheeks and your best friend take you in her arms.

“I think I still love her, Lotte.” She tights you in her arms.

“It’s okay, let it all out. I’m here with you. I got you.” And with that you cry in her arms until you fall asleep, exhaustion taking the best of you.

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The next morning when you wake up, you’re still in your friend’s arms. You get up and get ready to have breakfast. When you get there, you see Leah, Beth, Keira, Georgia and Lucy at one table, so you grab your food and go sit with them.

Your mind was a mess, you wanted to see Alessia but you couldn’t handle the hurt or the hate in her eyes when she looked in your eye, so when you saw she wasn’t there yet you knew that maybe she was avoiding see you.

“She always comes with Ella.” Beth says after seeing the look on your face. “And Ella’s always late.” You just nod and starting eating, not daring to say anything out loud.

After eating, you decided to go to the meeting room, where Sarina would do the official first talk to everything. You found a seat in the middle of the room and grab your phone to go through social medias.

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It’s only by the end of the meeting that you actually lay eyes on Alessia, having been too focused on what Sarina was saying to notice how Alessia sat on the back of the room or how Ella (who was a really loud person) was silenty and awful worried about her best friend.

When you look at her way you notice she’s already looking at you, you could see everything in her eyes, all the good and bad memories. You feel a shiver run down your neck, making you look at your feets. It’s Lotte’s hand on your back that makes you walk out of the room with you not daring to look up again, too afraid to see her so close or see the hate in her eyes.

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The first time you talk with her was on 11x11 at practice, you were playing against her.

You were running with the ball, having passed every defender and beeing left only with Mary to deal with. But then, suddenly you felt someone tackling you from behind and an huge pain on your right ankle.

“What the fuck, Ella?!” You could hear Alessia’s voice but you didn’t see her. You were holding your ankle and with your face on the ground, trying to hide the tears in yours eyes.

“I’m sorry I didn’t-“ The blonde forward didn’t give her the chance to say nothing more, coming to you in fast speed.

“Hey, angel. Can you turn around?” You can feel her hand on your back.

“It hurts so much, Lessi...” You groan quietly to her but manage to turn around as she asked. No one of your teammates daring to come closer and end whatever was happening. Alessia took a deep breath after hearing you calling by her nick name, it wasn’t the right time.

“I know it does, but I’m here with you. I won’t leave your side until you’re alright, okay?” She wipes your tears with the back of her hand and you finally open your eyes to look at her. Seeing Alessia so close and so worried about you made you forget about the pain momentarily.

You are forced to look away from her when the medical team comes to check on you. “Can you walk?” One of them asks you after doing the first check on your ankle.

“Yeah, I think so.” With that, Alessia helps you putting her arm around your waist and yours around her shoulder. You manage to go to the physio room with her help (she was almost carring you in her arms ‘cause you were putting all your weigh on her).

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True to her words, Alessia haven’t left your side and even when you were sent to the hospital to check if there was any major issues, she still went with you. You both didn’t talk about your past or about any feelings at all. You didn’t have time neither space, there was always somebody else with you. Plus, all Alessia wanted at the moment was for you to be okay. When she saw you going down and crying yourself out of pain, she felt all again. Everything she so desesperately tried to bury at the bottom of her heart. She knew she would probably regret it later, but now she couldn’t care less.

So when the doctors said it wasn’t as bad as it looked to be, and that you only needed to rest for 3 days she was relieved. And the blonde, herself made a promise to the doctor applying that she would that care of you and wouldn’t let you do anything stupid. You could only hope it was true, the thinking of her being with you sounding like yet a dream for you.

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When you got back to the hotel, she walks you to your room.

“So...” She starts saying but you cut her off.

“I miss you.” She gasps at your sudden confession and you take it was a bad signal and give her a sad smile. “Thank you for today, you really didn’t need to do all this...”

“It’s okay, I wanted to.” She gives you a small smile. “Can I – “ She pauses for a moment, like she’s thinking of what to say. “Can I hug you?” She finally asks, for all day she was close to you, touching you (because she knew physical touch helped you in any ways) and yet here she is, asking you if she could give you a hug.

“Always.” You whisper and open your arms, she wastes no time and puts her arms around your waist, hidding her face on your neck. You put your arms around her neck and your face at the top of her head, you take this moment to smell her hair again. It felt like home.

“I’m sorry about everything, please forgive me.” You say quietly to her, your eyes closed so that you could enjoy the moment. You wanted to remember it forever.

“It wasn’t your fault.” She gives your neck a little kiss before pulling away reluctantly. You felt a single tear come down your cheek, and she wipes it carefully.

“You need some rest, I should go now.” She take a step back.

“Okay.” You give her another small smile and put your key card on the door, when you’re about to open it she calls you again.

“Y/N! I miss you too.” It’s all she says before disappear into the elevator.

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You wake up in the next day with Lotte getting ready for practice. She haven’t asked you anything, knowing that you would open up when you’re ready.

“I’ll go with you to have breakfast, then I’ll go to the pyshio.” You say to her after getting ready too.

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You’re in the pyshio putting some ice on your ankle when Ella comes into the room with your favorite flower in hands.

“Hey, Y/N... I’m sorry about your ankle I really didn’t mean to. I was just so stressed about this whole you and Alessia thing th-” She stops herself, realising she was talking too much. “Err, this is for you.” She hands the sunflower to you.

“Thank you so much. And you don’t have to apologize, it’s okay.” You take the sunflower of her hand. “How did you know it was my favorite?” You smile looking at it.

“Oh, I got some advice.” You look at her with a small smile forming in your lips. “You should talk to her. If you love her and promise me to not break her heart again I can help you.”

“I really do love her, I never stoped. I never wanted to break her heart...” You look around, putting your thoughts in place. “I promise that, if I ever have her love again, I won’t ever break her heart. Not again.” You look into her eyes so she could know you were being true in your words.

“Okay.” It all she says. You frown.

“Okay?”

“Yes. When you finish this, come to my room. Here, take my keycard.” She gives it to you. “She’s almost finishing her gym session. Then, I’ll text her to come to our room but it will be you there, not me!” She says simply, gives you a little kiss on the head and exits the room. But then after a few seconds she enters the room again.

“And don’t make me hate you again or next time I will go for you knee! Text me when you’re done so I can know when text her.” Then she lefts again. You look at the door in completely shock.

“What the fuck.” You mumble to yourself.

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10 minutes later you’re done in the physio, so you text Ella on Instagram to let her know you’re going her room now. On your way there, you think what you’re going to say to her but you know that at the moment you see her you’ll forget everything. You have wanted to do this so many times during these 3 years you spent apart but you didn’t know if she would like to even see you again. When you get out of your own head you notice you’re already at the door of her room.

When you get into the room you see wich is Alessia’s bed and you put the sunflower Ella gave you in the middle of it. The memorie of her loving sunflower just as much as you loved and it becoming your flower and yours only. Everytime one of you passed by a flowershop you got one for the other. It was a silent way of saying ‘I love you’.

It takes another 15 minutes for Alessia to come to the room, you were by the window the moment she comes in. At first she doesn’t notice you and you could tell the first thing she saw was the sunflower at her bed.

“Toone I told you to give it to Y/N and apologize for almost breaking her ankle, why did you-“

“She already did.” You stop her and she finally see you, you can see she’s surprised. She takes a moment, then grab the sunflower from her bed and looks at it with pain in her eyes.

“Don’t you like it anymore? I’m sorry I-” You cut her off again.

“I love it, reminds me of you. Can we sit and talk? Only if you want to... I mean, I don’t want to do nothing you wouldn’t be confortable and if you want me to go I’ll, there wouldn’t be a problem...” She raises her hand so you can stop.

“It’s okay, don’t worry...” She takes a deep breath and you do the same, looking at your hands.

“Okay...” You say more to yourself, trying to have some courage. “First, I wanted to say I’m sorry for how things ended. I know I wasn’t in a good place and I know I could have let you choose if you wanted to stay or go but you have to know I did this because you don’t deserve to be with someone who’s broke. All I ever wanted was for you to be happy and I knew I couldn’t make you happy that time. It took me two years to be over what my parentes did to me but three years isn’t enough to get over you. I want you to know that there isn’t a day I don’t regret ever letting you go. You was- No, you are the best thing that ever happened to me I think I’ll love you forever, even if I have another life I’ll still love you.” You haven’t notice when but she’s close to you know, so close you can feel her smell. You look into her eyes, her ocean eyes that right now are full of tears and it’s enough to make you cry too.

“And you were never alone, never. I kept an eye on you, even from afar. I’m so proud of who you have became... You’re an amazing person, Alessia. You’re an incredible player too. And you’re even more beautiful...” You wipe her tears away and when she leans on your touch, you leave your hand on her cheek. “Everytime I passed by a flowershop I still had a sunflower, even if I didn’t have you anymore to give it to. I liked to buy and bring it home because for me it’s like a little piece of you. It’s unique and it’s one of the most beautiful things I ever saw.”

She gots even closer to you and put her forehead on yours, you close your eyes when she cups your cheek. You heart beating faster than it ever had.

“You have to promise me you’ll never let me in the dark again. Please, I beg you. You have to promise me you’ll never leave of my life without saying anything anymore. God, Y/N I wish I could ever hate you for breaking my heart.” You both fully crying now. “I wish you weren’t the only one who could put all the peaces together again.”

“I’m so sorry.” You put your arms around her and you both stay like that. Your body and foreheads together, Alessia’s hands of your cheeks and your arms around her.

“If we are trying this again, trying us again it has to be slowly. I’m scared. I love you but I’m hurt and afraid and you need to show me you’re not going to run away from me anymore.” She wipes your tears again.

“I wouldn’t dare to loose you twice. I’m in for real, I’m all yours. If you want to try us again, we’ll do it step be step. And I’ll love you in every one of them. Please Lessi, let me make this right.” You grab her hands and look into her eyes.

“Okay.” She whispers.

“Can I kiss you?” You say quietly and she answer you by putting her lips on yours softly.

You'll do everything you can to make her feel safe with you again.

[alessiasfreckles]

Fitting In

alessia russo x reader with social anxiety

You've been with the team for a few months, but your anxiety is making it hard to find your place. When you spend lunch hiding out in your car one day, Lessi comes to find you.

A/N: this is my first woso fic, i hope you like it! i'm planning on writing a part two with real fluff, maybe taking place a month or two later. also this is basically just a self insert fic but i figured maybe someone else could relate to it, so this is for all my other girlies with social anxiety and adhd out there

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When you joined the team a few months ago, you weren’t sure how you would fit in. And now, 3 months later, you still weren’t sure.

You had a tendency to over analyse social interactions, situations, anything really, and you knew it didn’t help your social anxiety but there was no way to shut off the constant noise in your brain. At least, not until you met her. Alessia Russo. One of Arsenal’s, and England’s, star strikers. The way she moved on the pitch was like magic, and you swore you could see glitter in the air when she laughed. The crush you had on her grew by the minute. You wanted to at least be friends with her so badly, but you just didn’t know how. 

You still didn’t really have any close friends on the team. Yeah, everyone was friendly, but there were clearly established friend groups, and you didn’t know how to find your place in any of them. When you first joined you would be invited out with everyone, or invited to people’s places for movie nights, that sort of thing. But a lot of the time you felt out of place, so worried about what to say and how you were coming across that the whole situation ended up making you more anxious than if you hadn’t gone in the first place. When you did come out of your shell and say something, you’d spend the rest of the evening thinking about what you said, if it made sense, how you said it, what you should have said instead. 

It was exhausting.

Your sleep schedule was awful, most nights you couldn’t get to sleep until 3am. You’d be lying in bed, desperately trying to sleep but your brain not letting you. You’d wake up feeling groggy, but you didn’t want to let anyone see how badly it was affecting you, so you put on a brave face in front of your teammates. Most days, as soon as training was over, you’d go straight home. You were too tired to do anything other than be alone. 

One day, at lunch, you couldn’t face the thought of trying to figure out where to sit, the overstimulation from everyone talking, the noises and smells, so you decided to sit in your car, alone. You figured that no one would miss you anyway, everyone seemed to have figured out that you were a bit of a loner by now, and they mostly left you alone. 

“Something’s up with y/n, right? It’s not just me?” Leah asked Beth at lunch the next day, scanning the lunch room as she tried to find your face.

“Yeah, but I don’t know what,” Beth shrugged, frowning. “I want to help her, but-”

“Have you guys seen y/n?” Alessia interrupted, coming up from behind them. “She’s not here.”

Leah and Beth both shook their heads. “Maybe she’s in the gym, or on the training field?”. It wasn’t unusual for players to spend their breaks hanging out in other areas, and Alessia nodded.

“I think I’ll go see if I can find her,” she said, and Leah nodded. 

“That’s a good idea, Less. Maybe you can figure out what’s wrong.”

Alessia peeked into the gym, but it was empty. She thought maybe you were walking laps, so she checked the training field, but you weren’t there either. Now she was starting to worry. The two of you hadn’t talked much, but she always listened to what you had to say, and got the feeling that there was a lot more to you than you let on. Deciding to check the car park to see if your car was still there, her face brightened as she found it. When she realised you were sitting inside it, her brow furrowed in confusion. 

You look up from your lunch to see Alessia stood a few metres away from the car, looking at you with a small frown on her face. Is she upset with you? Your eyes meet, and you freeze for a second before raising a hand to wave awkwardly. Her frown clears, and she comes over to the passenger door. 

Knocking on the window and opening the door, she leant down. “Can I come in?” she asked, smiling sheepishly. 

“Uh, yeah, sure!” you reply, sitting up a little straighter, mind racing. Why is she here? What does she want from you? 

“So, um, what are you doing out here?” she asks gently, glancing down at the lunch on your lap.

“Oh, um, sometimes it’s just a lot, you know? Everyone talking and all of the noise. And I never really know where to sit,” you trail off, laughing awkwardly, inwardly cringing at yourself for saying that. 

“I get that. Sometimes some of the girls can be so loud! Like, Katie, didn’t you ever learn what an inside voice is?” she laughs gently, and you smile. “And you know you can sit wherever you want, right? None of us are going to bite you.”

“Haha, yeah, I know, I just…” you shrug, face burning.

Alessia turns to look at you, worry lining her face. “Y/n, is something going on? Has anyone made you feel unwelcome here, or anything?”

“No, everyone’s been so nice, I promise, no one’s done anything,” you start rambling, anxiety rising in your chest as hot tears start to well up in your eyes. You bury your face in your hands. “I’m sorry, this is so embarrassing.”

Suddenly you felt a warm hand on your shoulder, pulling you in to a tight hug. You stiffened to the touch but Alessia’s arms held you gently, and slowly you relaxed into it. 

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” she murmurs, and you feel your breath returning to normal.

After a minute she lets you go and you let out a shaky laugh. “I’m sorry,” you sighed, wiping your eyes.

“Y/n, you don’t need to apologise, it’s okay, I promise,” she says, big blue eyes full of sincerity. “Can you tell me what’s going on?”

You shrug, not knowing what to say. “There isn’t really anything going on, that’s the problem. I just, my brain is just, I feel like everyone else got like, a manual telling them how to exist and how to talk to people and how to have friends, and I didn’t get the manual. You didn’t get a manual, right?” you ask, looking at her with a wry smile.

She smiles apologetically. “Nope, no manual.”

“Well, it was worth asking,” you laugh. “Things just seem to be really hard for me when everyone else finds them easy, you know? And I’m just so tired all the time, but I don’t know why, I barely do anything, I’m so lazy.”

She frowns at that. “You’re not lazy, y/n. Do you get enough sleep?”

You laugh at that. “Oh no, definitely not. Most nights I don’t get to sleep until like, 3am, sometimes 4am.”

“What, why?” she asks in shock. 

“I don’t know,” you shrug. “I just can’t sleep a lot of the time. I try to, I lie in bed with my eyes closed, but there’s just too much going on in my head, it feels like my brain is actively working against me.”

“It’s no wonder you’re so tired then!” she admonishes you gently, and the look she gives you makes you fall for her a little more. 

“I’ve always had trouble sleeping,” you explain. “Ever since I was little. And I’ve always found social situations hard, too.”

“I’ve always hated meeting new people,” the blonde admits, tucking her hair behind her ear. 

“Really?”

“Yeah. It’s gotten a little bit easier, I think, especially after the Euros, I had to do so many interviews and media things, it helped kind of desensitise me to it, but I still don’t like it.”

“Huh,” you say quietly. You never would have guessed that she felt that way. “You always seem so confident.”

“All just a part of my effortlessly cool persona,” she grins, winking at you. You laugh, and she gives you a look of fake hurt. “What, you don’t think I’m effortlessly cool?”

Smiling, you tilt your head. “As long as you believe you’re effortlessly cool, that’s all that counts.” you tease. 

Suddenly, Alessia’s phone buzzes. “Oh, we should probably head back in. The others will be glad to see you, they were worried when you weren’t there at lunch.”

“Really?” you ask, surprise clear in your voice, but it quickly turns to worry. “Oh no, am I not meant to leave during lunch? I’m sorry, I just thought-”

“Woah, hey, relax!” she puts a hand on your arm. “Y/n, you’re allowed to do what you want during lunch. The others were just worried about you because you’re a part of the team. Our team. That makes you a part of our family.” 

You smile sheepishly. 

“Now come on, let’s get going. I don’t fancy giving Jonas an excuse to make us run extra laps, do you?”

[inuyashaluver]

spam - alessia russo

alessia russo x reader

description: in which you always spam your girlfriend’s phone when it’s left unattended around you, she swears it’s annoying until you discover something interesting

warnings: swearing, suggestive

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your girlfriend alessia swore she could never leave her phone around you. not because she didn’t trust you, or because you don’t trust her. you spam her phone. you spam her phone so often that alessia swears it’s annoying. however, she’s lying to you because she absolutely loves it.

one day, you and your national team mates were out at dinner, you taking your regular seat in between alessia and ella, making quite a deadly trio.

“I’ll just quickly run to the loo, I’ll be right back”, she places her arm over your chair, giving you a quick peck before disappearing to the bathroom. you smile up at her and watch her leave.

once the coast was clear. you immediately grab her phone that was placed on the table, opening up her camera and taking multiple selfies of yourself in various poses and expressions, you and ella, quickly getting up and taking selfies with the teammates closest to you. you then decide to record a quick video,

“hi lessi baby! I have your phone, uh, I love you! you better keep all those pictures! I don’t know what else to say but yeah! I love you my lessi bear, you’re my favourite just don’t tell anyone”

you end the video by kissing her camera and giving a cheesy grin before placing her phone down. you knew that alessia didn’t check your spams and just deleted them straight away so you weren’t really fazed by your cheesy video. alessia came back and already knew you spammed her phone.

“you’ve done it again, haven’t you?” she moves to whisper in your ear, moving a piece of hair behind your ear. she giggled when you look at her shocked,

“what! no!” you scoff,

“funny how you know what I’m talking about before I even say anything” she squished your cheeks between her hand, forming your lips into a pout and placing a kiss there. “you’re silly, baby” she says lowly, your cheeks blush lightly.

both of you went back to your hotel room, you immediately going to shower.

alessia was bored waiting for you, she pulls out her phone. she rolls onto her stomach, head resting on her chin and slowly kicking her legs back and forth.

she decided to have a look at your daily spam. one of her favourite parts of the day but she would never tell you that.

she smiled so brightly at the phone screen, seeing your cute selfies by yourself and her teammates. she was so in love with you. each photo, she would add to her favourites, as well as her folder labelled “my girl ❤️”. she finally stumbled on your video,

she watched the video once, the biggest smile on her face. she put her head into the pillow and let out a tiny noise of enjoyment. she then takes her head out of the pillow and giggles , watching and replaying the video multiple times.

“hah! you do watch them!” you spoke out in the quiet room, only sounds heard was alessia’s giggles and your voice from your video.

she jumps and turns her phone off, “love, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“as if russo! I saw you kicking your feet and twirling your hair to me, you don’t need to hide it baby” god you loved this girl, your voice full of affection.

she ran her hands over face, going bright red. you move across the room and move to straddle her waist. you giggle at her, when she squirms under you. too embarrassed that you caught her swooning over you.

“baby,” you coo, “look at me please” she moves her hands, moving to rest them on your exposed thighs, she takes in your appearance, you’re clad with her shorts and wearing her shirt. “oh my god” she groans, closing her eyes and lightly squeezing your thighs.

“what baby?” you question, “you’re killing me, love” she shakes her head, grinning at you. you smile down at her, moving to place a sweet kiss on her lips. before you pull away, she grabs the base of your neck, deepening the kiss. your tongues swirling with each other. you both whine into each others mouths, alessia grins and you pull away from her. hovering your lips over hers,

you peck her lips multiple times before peppering her entire face with little kisses. she giggles when you lean down and whisper sweet nothings in her ear. she moves her hand into your shirt, lightly scratching your back with her nails. you were giving her the love she deserves.

you place a kiss on her pulse point and she immediately switches positions and instead straddles you. she smiles, hovering over you, grasping your cheek in her hand and moving to kiss your cheek, then your forehead, your neck and finally your lips. another short make out session quickly progresses. her hands move to your waist, she squeezes your hips and you whine into her again. this encourages her and before it can go any further, your door almost breaks down.

“I hope you two aren’t fucking! we’re going out for drinks, get ready!” ella bangs on your door in warning. alessia pulls away from you, pupils dilated, both of you messy haired and swollen lipped. “I love you, but we should definitely go before they walk in on something you can’t finish” you say, pressing your finger into her chest,

“remind me to kill tooney?” she kisses your lips quickly and moves off you.

both of you got ready quickly, both of you wearing sunglasses for some fun, wanting to match. as soon as the girls saw you at the club they were at, they immediately made fun of you for being so attached to each other. “look at you two with your glasses, we get it, you’re dating!” ella says, completely in love with her two best friends relationship.

“shut it tooney” alessia smiles, she hands you her bag, “I’ll get us drinks baby, be a good girl and wait here for me” she gives you another quick kiss and you smile at her before immediately grabbing her phone out of the bag.

you put your glasses on for the pictures and spam her phone again, not realising that alessia was coming back quickly, you kept taking the photos in various poses and faces. she walks up behind you kissing your cheek before sliding down her glasses and posing for the photos. you laugh loudly at her. you take your drink and look up at her, “you’re so cute lessi”

she kisses your nose, “you’re cuter my girl, do me a favour and keep taking photos for my collection please” she won't even deny it anymore, shamelessly wanting as much content of you as she can.

she watches as you move around the room with her phone, taking photos with everyone before returning to her. sitting in her lap, wanting to just sit with your girl and take photos. everyone in the team was admiring you two, you were both so clearly in love with each other it was endearing.

alessia adds all her pictures to her folder. when you fall asleep that night, you rest on top of her while she scrolls through your spam, grinning and kissing the top of your head. good thing she has a lot of storage, she loves this more than anything.

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alessiarusso99: baby girl spams my phone and expects me not to post it @/yourname

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Leah running to lessi 😭💗

[ilikecrowns]

Closet

Alessia Russo x f!reader

Reader has liked alessia for as long as she can remember, alas it has always been unrequited, as alessia appears to be straight. That is until one day the news spreads something that she wasn’t ready for.

based on this request here

1k words (sorry it’s so short, i might make a part two)

warnings- none yet again! (i’m good at this)

　　　　　　　･:*+.\(( °ω° ))/.:+

Watching Alessia in training everyday with the most adorable smile that's somehow always present on her face, completely and utterly destroyed me. There wasn't a hand I wanted more to hold, or hair I wanted more to softly stoke whilst laying besides her. Eventually, I decided it was best to get over her.

After all, she was straight, and would never ever want to be with me.

A sharp knocking on the door broke me from my pitiful state as I sat alone on my sofa, long past midnight, caressing a bowl of cookie dough ice cream. The only person I'd ever expect to turn up at my front door was the postman, and even then I probably see him far too often (my online shopping addiction is a matter to discuss on another occasion).

After shooting up from the sofa and practically spilling the whole semi-melted bowl of creamy heaven, I found myself standing at the door. Times like these make me realise a peephole is definitely worth it.

With no other way of knowing who on earth was banging on my front door at the devil's hour, the only thing for it was to open it up.

And there, looking in all her beautiful blonde glory was the one woman I swore to forget.

Alessia damn Russo.

"Hey...." she sheepishly smiled, clutching her arms in a feeble manner.

"Alessia," I stood there shocked, like a prey about to get pounced on. However, this predator was the most stunning, kind and adorable animal you'd ever see.

"I'm... i'm so sorry. I really hope i'm not interrupting you. It's just... I just," she started hyperventilating at this point, tears spilling down her cheeks faster than my hands could catch them.

"Less, it's okay, calm down, what's going on?"

"Someone... someone found me... found me kissing someone at a bar and and and-"

I raised my eyebrows, wondering where on earth this was going. I couldn't hide the sharp pain to my heart I felt as the words 'kissing someone at the bar' gave me, but right then I needed to be there for my friend.

"-and they took a pic and it's everywhere on the internet and now everyone knows, y/n/n, they all know!!"

I just looked at her completely bewildered.

"Everyone knows what, Less?" I never knew kissing someone at a club was the biggest deal in the world, but I guess some crazy fans certainly would find it to be the next focal point of their lives.

"Just... just look." she sobbed again, holding her phone out so I could see the picture she had up on it.

It was Alessia kissing a woman.

Rather awkwardly, I must admit. It looked like the poor thing didn't know her lips were attached to her face and that hands were absolutely not ever allowed anywhere near the person she was practically eating alive.

I raised my eyebrows, not sure whether to laugh at the hilarity of the awful kiss, or stay composed and empathetic for my 'former' crush.

"Honey...." I start, putting a hand onto Alessia's shoulder and offering her a warm smile, "Everything is going to be okay. Have you actually LOOKED at what people have said? You chose the right career to be gay in by the way, good job."

She gasped as soon as the word 'gay' left my mouth.

"Gay? I-i'm not..." she stopped, trying to find the best words as to not offend me, "I really really really just don't want everyone to know."

"What's the main reason behind that, Less?" I grabbed some tissues and dabbed at the tear stains around her eyes, followed by guiding her to my sofa.

"Because!" she exclaimed, getting up almost immediately after sitting down in an angry flourish.

I was almost astonished at the fact I'd completely glossed over the fact Alessia had kissed. a. girl.

"Lessi? if you wanted practice, you could have just asked me, by the way. That kiss looked painful..." I tried to make light of the situation, however soon after her meltdown it may have been.

She stopped her pacing, and turned to look at me.

A sharp blush instantly rose to her cheeks, followed straight after by a curious glint in her eye.

"You... you would do that for me?"

"I-"

"OH MY GOD Y/N I LOVE YOU!" her crying completely ceased, and she grabbed my face into her hands, planting a deep passionate kiss on my cheek.

All I could do was sigh to myself. If only she knew what she was doing to me.

The talented striker then gulped an entire glass of water in less than 10 seconds- which to me was hella impressive- and hastily applied about five layers of lipgloss to her lips.

"Alessia... I don't think this is a very good-" she shut me up with a messy, rushed and extremely, well, awful, kiss.

My eyes shot wide open, not in a million years had I expected my crush to kiss me and for me to feel extremely uncomfortable.

"God, Alessia, please tell me you didn't drink the entire bar," I face palmed, now finally realising how unbelievably drunk she must be to even consider doing something this bold.

"No no I just had a few, now sit still i'm not done!" She shut me up yet again with another bruising kiss, this time she tried sliding her tongue into my mouth which I absolutely was not having when she was so out of it. Plus, I was pretty afraid she'd eat me alive.

I gently pushed her off me, raising my hand to wave it in front of her still closed eyes and puckered lips face.

"Right, it's bed time! We will talk more about whatever the hell just happened in the morning, but for now, you need to rest. And for the love of god never get drunk again."

I wasn't sure how much I meant that last sentence, because no matter how painful that kiss was, I still got to experience what I’d dreamt of for years.

[hedghost]

Please can you write about Alesia having the hots for the girl cleaning her pool😩just something about her wearing sunglasses to try to hide the fact she keeps staring the pool girls abs

alessia russo / hot and bothered

amidst her heavy football schedule, alessia rarely got a day to just relax, and so she relished her occasional time off, and none more so than when she got the chance to go back to her family home in italy.

just the chance to do nothing at all, to relax into the familiar motions of a place she knew well, where she could spend all day sunning herself by the pool, or chilling inside with her family, only really moving once the sun had gone down. it was easy, and it was uncomplicated, and thats why she loved it.

or at least, it was usually uncomplicated. normally, there were no unwanted distractions from her dedicated rest and relaxation time. today, though, as she tanned on a sunbed on the patio, something else had caught her attention. someone else.

as much as she didn’t want to, alessia tended to rise early. despite being on holiday, she still had to keep her body clock in some sort of rhythm, and so, far earlier than she would’ve liked, she extricated herself from her sheets, haphazardly threw on a bikini, and padded downstairs in such of something to keep her occupied until everyone else woke up.

no one else seemed to be awake, and so alessia grabbed herself a drink and headed out to the pool. at this hour, the sun was not yet at its peak, and the heat wasn’t unbearable, so she figured she’d be able to grab both a bit of extra sleep and a tan.

alessia wasn’t really paying attention to where she was going, still half asleep and precariously balancing a coffee in one hand as she navigated the edge of the pool, and so she only noticed she had company when she tripped over her own two feet. she braced herself for a rather watery impact, but it never came.

instead, alessia found herself staring, dumbfounded, into the eyes of potentially the prettiest girl she’d ever seen.

stai bene? you asked as you righted alessia, strong hands gently tugging her away from the water’s edge.

alessia’s italian was a little rusty, sure, but she knew enough to understand that phrase. still though, she only swallowed, cheeks flushing as she flicked between not wanting to look away and wanting to bury her head in the proverbial sand.

when she didn’t respond, you repeated yourself in english.

you alright?

alessia blushed. great - now you probably thought she was stupid, as well as clumsy. nice going less.

alessia swallowed, her throat considerably dryer than it had been before. she pulled her gaze away from your eyes, which were twinkling with a sort of gentle bemusement that alessia suddenly wanted to bask in forever.

sorry, i- uh, yeah alessia exhaled as her composure regained itself, smiling softly as she nodded yeah, i’m fine, sorry, are you?

it occurred belatedly to alessia that she probably should’ve asked in italian, and she cursed her ineptitude around pretty girls once again. her worries subsided however when you answered easily in fluent english, flashing her a glinting smile.

yeah, i’m all good

alessia nodded but didn’t move from where she stood, still facing you. her mind raced with ways not to end the conversation, although she perhaps should’ve been instead questioning why exactly a strange girl was walking around her pool at 8 in the morning. in hindsight, it was a good thing you weren’t a burglar, because alessia would’ve been of no use whatsoever, seemingly lovestruck as she was.

you rubbed the back of your neck with a grin, gesturing to the pool awkwardly and looking at her with an expectant smirk. it was only then that alessia tore her eyes from your face, down to the mass of pool cleaning equipment you gripped in your arms. very toned, bronze arms, alessia noted with a blush, before she mentally slapped herself.

oh! right, you’re here to clean the pool?

that’s me, you said with a grin. alessia flushed - was the sun getting hotter, or was it the fact you still hadn’t broken eye contact that was riling her up like this? you pointed past alessia towards the water again.

may i? i don’t want to disturb your morning

alessia nodded and stepped to the side to allow you past. she watched you walk away, swallowing at how your back muscles rippled under the vest you wore. a little awkwardly she called after you.

yeah, you’re fine!

you turned to her, smirking, one eyebrow raised in silent question. alessia scrambled to explain. god she was so bad at this.

i mean like, you’re fine, as in it’s fine, like, it’s not - you’re not disturbing me. she felt her cheeks flush and she trailed off rather lamely- is what i mean

mercifully though, you laughed and nodded. even from the increased distance between you, alessia could feel the intensity of your eyes, felt pierced in the best way possible by your gaze. you turned and set to work.

alessia, still reeling giddily from the interaction, settled herself on a nearby sun lounger. pulling her sunglasses down over her eyes, she sipped absentmindedly at her coffee. she tried to read her book (honestly, she did) but soon gave up after her eyes flicked over the same paragraph for the fourth time.

she was trying to ration herself to only the occasional glance up at you working, but clearly your body demanded more attention than her brain could handle. she kept her eyes trained on the book, trying to distract herself, but you were all she could focus on right now.

allowing herself the grace to sneak a look up once more, alessia nearly choked on her drink. you’d removed your vest, leaving you in only a bikini top and very small shorts. glad for the cover of her sunglasses, alessia took in your toned abs, the slight sheen of sweat that clung to them as you worked in the morning heat.

alessia thought she was being subtle, that she was totally not obvious as she shamelessly checked you out. she wasn’t sure how long she watched, not thinking of much other than how your fingers gripped your equipment, the way your biceps flexed as you worked, how it might feel to be gripped those fingers, be held by those arms-

stop it alessia. you don’t even know her.

she was so preoccupied with watching you (and the rather detailed thoughts that watching you provoked) that she didn’t notice your laugh, or the way you cleared your throat one, two times.

everything okay?

you called, grinning at how alessia jumped and averted her eyes. you smirked. alessia tried to stutter a response but you just laughed goodnaturedly, walking over to her sunlounger.

the sunglasses could only hide so much. they didn’t hide her blush. you pointed it out to her with a smile.

you’re a bit pink, would you like some sun lotion?

if alessia had thought she couldn’t talk before, this was a whole new level. the stuttered squeak she let out was so unlike her that it only set her off blushing madly again.

you produced, out of god knows where, a bottle of sunblock, and gestured to alessia’s shoulders.

may i?

alessia could only nod - surely this was some very steamy dream? or had she stumbled into the set of a cliche romance film?

alessia flinched slightly as the cold cream touched her back. at least that was the excuse she was going with. definitely nothing to do with the gentle yet firm touch of your fingers as you massaged the cream gently over her back, the way your touch was like static shock, sending currents of need all throughout her body. nope, definitely not.

she felt like she was combusting, like every vein inside her was screaming with equal measures unadulterated pleasure and crushing embarrassment. taking a deep breath, alessia allowed herself instead to relax into your hands- to relax into this insanely attractive situation she’d magically found herself in. as bizarre as it was, she had no complaints.

alessia barely realised when you stopped, too blissfully unaware of what was going on. it was only when you walked around to face her that she regained some semblance of self-control. finding her voice, she spoke, thankfully able to string words together now.

thank you

you smiled, shrugging as you did so.

not a problem, wouldn’t want you to burn

just like that you stood, beginning to gather your various pieces of cleaning equipment.

oh, are you leaving?

yep, all done for the day, then you turned back to alessia and winked- show’s over i’m afraid

alessia blushed again. okay so maybe she hadn’t been that subtle. mercifully, you didn’t seem annoyed. in fact, the smile you flashed her was borderline encouraging to her fantasies. you waved as you turned, calling over your shoulder with a borderline devilish smirk.

same time tomorrow?

alessia grinned. she leaned back on the sun lounger feeling considerably hot and bothered, and also maybe a little smug. it looked like she’d found her early morning entertainment for the holiday.

[urdrowning]

Alessia old tweets reappear of her crushing one the reader

got inspired by alessia’s old facebook posts 🤍 thank u for the request!!

fangirl / a. russo

“can you believe that he would do that to his own wife?”

alessia exclaims to you in shock. you mumble something of agreement having not paid attention.

you’re both currently lying in bed, enjoying your well earned day off together. there was some random youtube video playing on the TV which alessia was engrossed in for whatever reason. you on the other hand were mindlessly scrolling through social media, only half paying attention to the video on the TV.

you’re currently scrolling through twitter, deciding to interact with some of your supporters and be as nosy as possible until you stumble upon a post on your feed.

‘i cant believe alessia did all this and still managed to pull y/n 😭’

huh? alessia did what? you tap on the tweet and realise it’s linked to a thread of tweets. in this thread is a series of screenshots that instantly makes you fight back a laugh as your heart bursts with love.

Alessia Russo (alessiarusso7) 12/02/19

‘y/n scoring a hat trick ugh nom x’

now it’s no secret that alessia was.. a big fan of you before you started dating, despite only being a year older than her, she was an avid supporter of your professional career.. but this was new. you sit up slightly, your interest now piqeud, and proceed to scroll through the thread in search of more screenshots.

Alessia Russo (alessiarusso7) 27/12/18

‘I need y/n to tackle me to the floor like she did ⠀ to that city player 😮‍💨😮‍💨’

this one makes you audibly laugh, causing alessia to turn and face you questioningly as she softly asks what you’re laughing about.

“just something i saw on twitter babe, no worries”

she nods lightly and smiles at you, grabbing your hand in her own as she turns her attention back to the TV, a new video is playing now. you turn your attention back to your phone and read the next tweet.

Alessia Russo (alessiarusso7) 18/03/19

‘The villa player tackling y/n like that?? GET ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀YOUR HANDS OFF MY WOMAN!!! Y/N QUICK ⠀ ⠀GET BEHJND ME 😵😤🤯’

this one makes you break. you throw your head back in a laugh and lose grip of your phone. alessia’s head shoots towards you. she’s about to ask what you’re laughing at again before she catches a glimpse of your phone.

“what on earth..”

she leans in and takes a closer look at the screen and her stomach drops. she pauses her movements in shock and completely pales. you quickly grab your phone back in your hands and continue to laugh.

“y/n no, please stooooopppppp”

she whines in embarrassment, reaching over you, clawing for her phone as you clutch it out of her reach, rolling around in laughter.

“want me to sign your shirt, less?”

this causes her to groan even more as she begins to climb on top of you and playfully wrestle you for your phone.

you’re never gonna let her live this down.

[kamwilliamsonn]

your fault - Alessia Russo

"this is all your fault. if only you weren’t so fucking beautiful and smart and funny and perfect, I might not have fallen for you."

Alessia Russo was the most perfect person ever.

There was no denying it.

No matter where she was, her smile would light up the room, making everybody around her happy instantaneously.

Because that's who she was.

She was sunshine.

And y/n wasn't afraid to let her know it.

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"Alessia Russo, my sunshine, where are you taking us today?" Y/n spoke both to the blonde and to the camera she was holding as she vlogged the teams outing.

Alessia was in charge of team bonding that day, and y/n was vlogging it for we play strong.

"y/n, my dear, it's a surprise." She replied, mocking her friend with a bright grin.

"this better be good Alessia."

And of course it was.

It was perfect.

Just like Alessia.

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Y/n and Alessia liked to have movie nights. They'd always end up cuddled together on the sofa, y/n ending up asleep, her head laid on Alessia's chest and the blonde stroking her friend's hair.

But this time she didn't.

Y/n couldn't settle, even with the comforting feeling of Alessia's hands in her hair, the warmth of their bodies intertwined.

Some Disney film was playing on the TV, but she couldn't focus on it. She wasn't aware as to what was playing.

She wasn't even aware of Alessia's eyes on her, studying her every move with a look of confusion on her face.

"y/n, my dear, why aren't you asleep? You always fall asleep." She spoke dramatically, a soft smile on her face as her hands continued to play with the others hair.

"I must just not be tired, my sunshine." Y/n responded, but the sleepy tone in her voice betrayed her.

"Yes you are. What's wrong?" Her hands stopped, making y/n pout and look up at her.

"nothing's wrong."

"something is wrong. What's going on?"

"nothing. I'm just not tired." She sat up, pushing away from her blonde best friend.

"y/n, please. What's wrong. Just tell me."

The silence that followed was infuriating.

"y/n, ple-"

"this is all your fault. if only you weren’t so fucking beautiful and smart and funny and perfect, I might not have fallen for you."

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little ficlet for everybody. I clearly take too long to actually focus and write, and this sucks, but- I hope you enjoyed it anyways.

Also, have a look at the prompt lists on my page and send me some prompts

[wosoluver]

Guys please start writing for Misa Rodriguez 😭

[awfcrusso]

Does everyone like my shirt 🥺 I do

[tillies4eva]

I started writing a sunshine!less x grumpy/tillies/awfc!oc but let’s see if I finish it…

[intensid4d]

The Moon - Alessia Russo x Reader

let me know if u like it! not readproof.

+2k of words! enjoy

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Playing in Manchester United was your dream since being a kid, seeing as your father was British and an United’s die hard fan. But with your mother being a American, your family living in America and you playing for the U.S., it was just a dream. Especially because if you left, then you could lose your spot on the national team. But when you won the World Cup and after a Olympic medal, a loto f clubs were looking for you. One of those being Man United. You knew you couldn’t let it pass. So after a couple of weeks you called your agent and said you would do it. You would play for United.

It all happened really quick and as soon as the paper work was done between both clubs you were in England, ready to meet your new teammates. Marc, Katie and Millie being the first one you meet.

“We are really happy to have you here, welcome to your new home!” Marc says after greeting you and introduce you to the women.

“Yes, all the girls were really happy when we heard you were our new teammate. Hope you can feel at home and if you ever need anything, count on me.” Katie hugs you, Millie doing the same thing after.

“We’ll let you change into your kit then we’ll go see the others.” They left the room so you can change.

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All of the girls were amazing and you couldn’t be more happier. Soon all of them became your friends, but you couldn’t help but grow closer to the special duo, Ella Toone and Alessia Russo. Since they were always making you laugh, always helping you out if you needed to go somewhere and didn’t know how to get there. In a matter of time the duo became a trio. It was like you knew each other since childhood.

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As expected, you didn’t got called to the national team onto the first months being at Man United, so you went to see your two friends play for the Lionesses. Wanting to do a surprise, you show without telling them. So when they’re warming up and Mary spots you on the stands with a Man United shirt, she smiles and waves at you. You wave back, also smiling. Only looking away when Alessia comes into the field.

Damn, she looks good in white and blue. You think to yourself. The blonde doesn’t see you right away, always being too oblivious to everything. Everyone always say Alessia was like the sun, but you liked to thing she was like the moon. Always bringing light when things are dark or making things more beautiful. The moon was always beautiful to you, no matter how it was. And so it was Alessia. On all these months you have been friends with her, you couldn’t help but have a crush (or so it was what you thought it was, just a crush. A little one.). How could you not? When she was always there for you, giving you rides home, holding your hand when you were on the girls night watching a horror movie that you were scared, even when she was scared too. Or when she would fall over every once because she was too focused on you while you were talking to her at practice and you would always catch her by the waist and she would always whisper a little “thank you” with flushed cheeks. Or when she would always waits for you to get into the bus even if she didn’t sit with you. Or when she was always the first one to come to you when you got tackled down and just leave when you were on your feet and reassured her that you were okay. And, anyway... You could stay forever talking about how an amazing person Alessia Russo was.

Ella yelling your name brings you back to reality. Apparently Mary told her and Alessia about you being on the stands, so now both women are coming your way with huge smiles on their faces.

“Why you didn’t told us you were coming?” Ella says while jumping the barrier to hug you.

“Hello to you too! I wanted to do a surprise.” You laugh at her antics and hug her back. Alessia jumps the barrier too and soon you are on her embrace.

“It’s nice to see you! I missed you.” The blonde says on your ear, while in the hug.

“I missed you too. You look good on blue and white.” You smirk to her breaking the hug, seeing the way she’s blushing.

“Will you come into the field after the match?” Ella asks alredy starting to make her way back.

“Only if you guys want me to.” Alessia hugs you one more time, leaving a soft kiss on your cheek.

“Good luck, make a goal for me.” Is all you say to her, before she leaves.

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You spent the entire match watching Alessia, you were always mesmerized by her skills.

She indeed score a goal, hugging her teammates in celebration and after they started to come back to their position she turned to were you were and pointed to you with that smile that only she had on her face, saying the goal was for you.

Lionesses won by 2x0 and as the final whistle blew you joined the fans on applauding the team. After shaking hands with the others players Mary came to get you into the field.

“Congrats on the win, good game Mearps!”

“Hey there, American!” Rachel greets you, hugging you tight. You guys having had meet because of Millie. You start a little conversation, talking about some new things about your lives when you get interrupted by Alessia walking your way but misreading her last move and almost falling over. Just not hitting the ground because of holding on you for dear life.

You can hear the others girls laughing, making the blush on her cheeks even harder.

“You okay?” You ask after she composes herself.

“Yeah, I’m sorry.” She looks away, being really embarassed.

“It’s okay. I have no problem catching you.” You put your arm over her shoulders and brings her closer.

“Lessi had literally fallen for Y/N!” Toone says still laughing and you can hear the groan Alessia makes.

“Oh my gosh, I hate you so much Toone! Stop it!” She groans again, hiding her face on your neck.

“Do you want to go? I can take you home. We can order pizza if you want too.”

“I would love to. Just let me get changed.” She kisses your cheek and goes to the changing room.

Little did you know that the team actually was going out to celebrate and Alessia just skipped it to  have more time alone with you. Or how all the feelings were shared. She felt the same. She wanted you, but being all shy and don’t wanting to lose you, she choose to keep all of it to herself, so she would be safe.

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The ride to Alessia’s house was filled with small talk, both of you always being comfortable around each other.

“Oh, I forgot to mention earlier but that was a beautiful goal. For real, it was insane to see.” You park the car in front of her house.

“Oh, it wasn’t that much, stop. But it did it for you, like you asked.” She says while getting out of the car, avoinding to look at you. Too bad she couldn’t see the stupid smile on your face. She was just too cute for you to handle.

“Do you want some wine?” She asks after you’re both on the couch, having alredy ordered your pizza.

“Just one glass, I still have to drive home.”

“You could always just stay here the night, I won’t mind.” She says looking at you but doesn’t waits for your answer, already making her way to the kitchen to get whine for both of you.

And for a moment you think that you wanted this forever. Stay the night with her, drink whine and eat whatever after matches, support her while playing for England... Maybe you’re bad for it, like really bad. Yeah, maybe you’re in love.

“Is everything good?” You’re pulled out of your thoughts by her.

“Yeah, I was just... Thinking about something, nothing for you to worry about.” You take the glass of her hands and take a sip.

“Okay, but if you want to talk about anything I’m right here for you.” She sits across you and takes your hand on hers.

“Thank you, but it’s really nothing. So... How have you been?” You change the subject.

“I’m fine now, but I don’t know how I would be if I didn’t score today. I have been pulled on a lot of pressure by the fans and by myself too, for not being able to score in the past few games. I felt like I was letting everyone down and didn’t deserve to be there.” You squeeze her hand, drawing circles in the back.

“I’m sorry you ever felt this way, If I knew about it I would never let you think about not deserving to be there. You are an amazing player, Lessi. And you’re so important on the field. Like, the Enemy should be scared if you ever touch the ball on their side of the line, because you could make a mess of them. Your skills are amazing, you are amazing. You deserve to be there and if people even think otherwise they’re probably mad.” You can see how hers cheeks turn a little bit red, she has that beautiful smile of hers on her face. In that moment all you wanted was to kiss it but you couldn’t so you bring her hand to your lips and give it a little kiss.

“Y/N, I...” Alessia starts saying but is interrupted by the doorbell. “It’s the pizza, I should take this.” She finishes her glass of whine and to the door. You take this time to recompose yourself, for a moment you thought she feels the same way about you. But that’s impossible, right? She only sees you as a friend. Plus, she probably doesn’t even like girls.

When she comes back, you both go to the back of her house and sit on the little table that’s there. That being on of Alessia’s favorite space of her house. Being her safe place to enjoy the sky and the piece. You both eat in silence, only each other, the sky full of starts and the music the blonde put on her phone.

“I love the moon, it’s the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.” You say after a while, having had four glasses of whine. The other woman just hums in agreement, enjoying her last glass, already feeling a little drunk.

“To me love is like the moon. It has many faces, in each part of the world you see it differently, but it’s always there. Every night. Even if it’s raining and you can’t see, you know it’s there. It have the power to make things better, to make you feel better. All you have to do is stop and feel it, admire it. It brings beauty to the darkness and is always mysterious.” You say, still looking with admiration to the moon, but saying the last past looking at her.

“And here was I thinking you couldn’t make me more in love...” She mumbles but you are close enough and paying attention enough to listen.

“You- What?” You get up making the forward look at you in panic.

“Shit! I’m- I’m sorry, I didn’t...” She gets up and starts to back away from you.

“No, no, no...” You grab her hand. “I feel the same. I’m in love with you.” Her eyes widen making you smile.

“Can I kiss you?” You get closer, cupping her cheek. She only nods, not fully trusting her words.

You smile one more time before kissing her lips softly and it felt exactly how you felt when watching the moon.

“You are my definition of moon.” You say after breaking the kiss, but still in each others arms, so close that your lips were on hers while talking.

“Gosh, kiss me again.” She grabs the back of your neck and starts another kiss.

[lessixrusso]

Nobody’s Lock Screen is as good as mine 😍

[chrlvctius]

lessi's so tall 😭😭 AHAHHAHAHAHAHA

[ilikecrowns]

Stressed out

Alessia russo x f!reader

After a tough few weeks Alessia has been getting very overwhelmed, and one day at training it got too much for her.

part two maybe?

warnings- slight angst, but mainly fluff :)

1.3k words

not sure how to feel about this, but please lmk what you think!

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“Less, please, you’ve been running around like a headless chicken all day!” I say, grabbing Alessia’s hands and trying to get her to stop pacing across our bedroom.

“But…but I’ve got to get to training and I’ve still not finished my uni application and and and…” I could sense how riled up and frustrated my girlfriend was getting, so I settled on staring deeply into her eyes making sure she could focus on nothing else in that moment other than the rhythm of my breathing and eyes looking into hers.

Eventually, her breathing evened out and her chest went from a palpitating mess to a steady rise and fall.

“Lessi, whatever’s done, is done. If you haven’t sent in your application by the end of the day the world will not end. You have a whole week, no? And training is your top priority right now, so just focus on getting ready for that. Would you like me to make you something to eat for the way there? I can drive too if you’re feeling too overwhelmed,”

Before saying anything in reply, Alessia allowed a warm smile to grace her face. A few tears sprung up in her eyes and then the flood gates opened. Tear upon tear, every emotion my girlfriend had pent up was finally flowing freely. I grabbed her waist and guided her onto my lap, brushing her blonde hairs out of her face. She went to cover her eyes and nose with her hands (which by now were shaking hard), and rested her head on my shoulder.

After letting her cry for a few minutes, I lifted her head from my shoulder and held her red face in my hands.

Giving her my best smile and a light peck to her nose, I stood up, lifting her onto my hip and carrying her into the kitchen of our apartment, before setting her down on the counter.

“Love, you work so so hard and anyone can see that. I know it’s so stressful right now, especially with you worrying about getting a call up from Sarina for the next national games, but everyone on the face of the earth can agree how much you mean to the team and women’s football in general. You inspire your whole squad, all of arsenal, every woman and little girl out there, and especially, me! So please, Less, take it easy on yourself. I would offer you stay home from training today, but I think getting out all your anger could do you some good.”

She just nodded and wiped away the tears still flowing from her eyes, before letting another of her award winning smiles appear.

After I made her a small snack and guided her to our car (although I tried to convince her to let me drive, no one can take over Less’s Merc), making sure to settle into the passenger seat and turn up her favourite songs by Luke Combs.

Once we’d arrived to training, I gave my girlfriend a light kiss on the lips, taking her hand and walking into the main building. It was almost like I was her mother guiding her on the first day of school, however this was not the first time we’d been in this situation.

All throughout training she stumbled and tripped, allowing easy passes to whiz straight between her legs, standing like a deer in headlights. Everytime she messed up I could see her dam break and break, every ounce of self respect leaving her body.

This didn’t stop the rest of the team being harsh and yelling out comments that were maybe a little uncalled for. Once Beth had stomped her way over to Alessia and furled her eyebrows, shaking her head out of pure discontent, did she notice the glassed over gleam in her eyes, and distant expression.

Every word Beth was saying flew straight through Lessi’s mind, only vague shadows of light cast upon her eyes and reached her brain. Every breath became hard and her chest rose and fell at a faster and faster pace.

Stars started forming, clouding her vision fully until it was just as hard to stay on two legs as it was to win the world cup for her.

I tried my very best to make it over to her in time, with Beth still ranting harsh words, but it was too late.

Alessia was lying on the floor, a passed out mess.

I yelled, shoving Beth and the other girls who were now forming a crowd against the blonde girl’s body out of the way, resting her pretty head on my lap.

“Thanks, Beth! See what you’ve done! The poor girl has been so stressed and overwhelmed all week and now you’ve finally tipped her off! Go on, go get the medic!” I cried, trying to not say something I really shouldn’t do.

I could tell Beth felt remorseful, as she simply nodded and turned towards the main building to grab the nurse.

I cradled Alessia in my arms, calling out for her softly to wake up. Her brow creased and her lips pouted, she looked so soft and angelic and like she could do no wrong.

“Lessi bear, please. Please wake up, it’s okay everything is okay,” tears start falling from my eyes now too as all this pressure and stress has been getting to me too.

After a few minutes the medics arrived and slowly but surely Alessia’s eyes flickered open. Her beautiful blue moons started focusing on me, her breathing growing to a normal rhythm.

I smiled down at her, a few tears still streaming. She just kept focusing on me until the medics decided to take her into the main building to run a few tests.

One of them took me to the side to ask a few questions.

“How much sleep has Alessia been getting recently?” I pondered the question for a few seconds, until I realised i couldn’t remember the last time Alessia slept throughout the whole night.

“Uhm… well. She gets a few hours a day.” The medic just nodded, writing a few notes down onto her notepad.

“And has anything been going on in her life that you’d be okay with telling me for medical reasons?” I took a deep breath and decided that the best thing to do was tell the truth, for Lessi’s sake more than anything.

“Yeah… she’s had panic attacks everyday over her future. She doesn’t think she’s good enough to play and therefore is so freaked out about university and having a second option. She also hasn’t been eating properly and her lack of sleep has been causing her to perform at her lowest, which is just stressing her out even more! I honestly don’t know what to do.”

The medic took down some more notes, before clearing her throat and finding the right words to say.

“I think she needs to stay at home for a few days, until she can figure out that her stress is what’s causing everything else. I’ll also need to track her health for a little while just to make sure she’s okay to continue playing. Would that be okay? If there isn’t anyone to look after her, you can take a few days off too.”

I agreed immediately, knowing that everything the medic said was right.

“Okay, i’ll take a few days off with her and hopefully she’ll get better before the call ups. Please, don’t tell Sarina, I don’t want her to worry and cut her out of the team!”

“Of course, this is all between us.” The medic then smiled, before turning to leave the room and confirm if Alessia was ready to go home or not.

A few minutes later, the medic returned with a very sad looking Alessia.

Immediately, I ran over to her and threw my arms over her shoulders, drawing the beautiful blonde into my body.

“Lessi girl you got me so worried, please never let this happen again.” I felt her nod against my shoulder, her strong arms squeezing me tight around my waist, signalling that all she wanted in that moment was me.

“Let’s get you home, love. Everything is going to be okay.”

[hedghost]

what about just soft moments (or kisses) with lessi because they’re not dirty

i also don’t believe you when you say you don’t like doing those asks xx

moments

feeling eyes on you as you chat to someone else and glancing up to see lessi on the other side of the room, all soft smiles, rosy cheeks and sparkling eyes. you grin and mouth ‘hi’, and you watch her mouth ‘hi back’, unabashed at being caught staring, before you both go back to your separate conversations, the imprint of her smile glowing on your eyelids each time you blink.

getting home after a long day to lessi cooking in the kitchen, she’s humming gently as she works. leaning over the kitchen island to peck her lips with a soft smile before heading back upstairs to change. her fingers reaching out to graze your shoulder, as she pulls you back for more, just one more

working out with headphones on in the gym, fully focused, until you see lessi doing pull ups across from you. smiling to yourself as you watch her for a while, beads of sweat trickling down her abs, expression fully concentrated. getting up and walking to the next piece of equipment, but not without gently brushing past her, trailing a soft hand around her waist as she trains. she jumps down, stumbles a little, and leans back into where you’ve wrapped an arm around her waist. she twists awkwardly to look in your eyes and kiss your cheek, before you unwind your arm and walk away, kissing her cheek back. you smile.

coming home to find lessi with her head in her hands on the sofa, noticing how she winces slightly with each echoing footstep you make. your hand lands gently on her shoulder, winds down to rub her back as you sit cautiously, as though she’s an animal you don’t want to spook. you whisper ‘headache?’ and she nods gingerly. standing to close the curtains, grabbing water and painkillers before you sit down again, before she sinks into you. pulling her onto your chest, allowing her to nestle neatly into the familiar curve of your neck. she forces her eyes to open, to brave the dusky light, just to look into yours with a look that conveys pure, adoring, gratitude. pressing a kiss to her temple as her eyes flutter closed again, in an unspoken ‘you’re welcome, anything for you, i love you’

lessi walking past you in the cafeteria, brushing fingers gently as you move to get more coffee. when you get back to the table, next to her. her hand finding your thigh. you inch just a millimetre closer. it feels like a shockwave.

lessi leaning her head on your shoulder on the bus ride home, eyes barely staying open. pressing gentle kisses to her hair line as she fights to stay awake. it’s futile of course, and her soft breath tickles your neck, her lips perfectly parted. you mentally trace the freckles on her nose, not wanting to wake her. she smiles in her sleep, like she knows she’s being watched.

lessi pressing kisses in between your shoulder blades as you work furiously on your laptop, trying to both distract and encourage you. when you tell her to go, she concedes, but not before nipping you lightly on the neck, her way of telling you to hurry, of what might be waiting for you in bed if you do.

lessi getting taken down, lightly injured. not seriously, but enough to stay down for a second. you finding your way over to her immediately, your hand fitting in the curve of her waist where her tops ridden up in the collision, as you lean in to whisper in her ear, to ask ‘what’s wrong, please, lessi, tell me what’s wrong?’

you and lessi out at a bar with the team, her hands around your waist, yours around her neck, fiddling gently with her necklaces in the way you know will both calm her down and rile her up, just the perfect balance. in a drunken haze, under flashing lights, just captivated by her eyes, until all the other colours fade out and all you can see is blue, blue, blue