#t'estimo

[cheriwritesig]

CRYING CRYING CRYING

Ollie, Pepe, and Paul podium, CRYING

[lu2211]

El sol es de veritat i escalfa las cosas bonicas.

[didalexiabreakupwitholgayet]

https://twitter.com/LSP_FCB/status/1782059797883298179?t=ebTyGgjdFF3Hjt13ENZm5w&s=19

Random thought: being from Barcelona makes me identify lots of the areas where players take pictures and people call me stalker. Is it my fault I literally love my country and spend a lot of time in these places?

Example: I just knew from the houses behind what street and city it is because it literally is that significant

i totally agree with your feelings. that's the amazing thing about barcelona! so many iconic spots everywhere you look! even the tiles on the streets are worth taking pictures of!

and i don't think it makes you a stalker, it's just that when players have guests or relatives visiting, they will most likely take them to the more famous parts of town.

anyway, here are some of my fav pics of barça players with some of the most iconic parts of bcn.

[zsorosebudphoto]

Far de Port de Sóller, Mallorca, Illes Balears, 11-12-23

[hufflepuffhabs]

😐😜

[postiradeesta]

So it's been two years in a middle distance relationship, a two hour car ride between me and my partner and seeing us every two weekends because of work.

Finally, I can find him when I come back home. We've made it 💪🖤 @bobstropajo

Picture: we've merged our mostly Pokemon plushie collection 😂

[brohringer]

This hit so hard right in my heart. Drawn by @bobstropajo

[perqueheplorat]

Entrevista a l'actriu de musicals Mercè Martínez sobre l'estat del teatre musical en català.

[bobstropajo]

Struggling a bit with keeping up with uni work. There's a couple courses that ask for weekly assignments and every professor thinks they're the only ones handing out work, I guess.

But I think I'll be able to get through it, and pass everything. It'll be tough though, and I hope it doesn't burn me out for the 2nd semester. We'll see...

[hiitsm]

Soft Touches

Soft Touches is for 18+ only.

Smut, Fluff

Note: I feel like we all witnessed soft Alexia after the match yesterday, so here's some tender smut for you all.

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You lay half atop your girlfriend’s body, her back pressed against the bed, looking so beautifully serene. Your clothes were abandoned on the cold floor of her bedroom. With gentle fingers, you traced patterns over her soft skin, lingering on the curves of her full breasts. You loved the way her body felt under your touch, and you let your fingers explore leisurely.

Both of you are recovering from the first round of lovemaking, especially her, as you had dedicated yourself to showing her how much you love her. You both know a second round is inevitable, but for now, you're content to take it slow, savoring each moment. You love the intimacy of moving slowly, of taking your time to enjoy each other fully.

You place lazy kisses on her soft, full breasts, eliciting a gentle sigh from Alexia. You glance up at her face and see an expression of pure serenity, her features free from any worry. You cherish this version of your girlfriend. While you love every aspect of her, this tranquil state is undoubtedly one of your favorites.

As you continue to kiss her tenderly, one of her hands weaves through your hair, her fingers gently scratching your scalp.

“T'estimo, ets tan perfecte per a mi,” she whispers quietly, another content sigh escaping her lips. You look up at her with a soft smile, leaning in to kiss her tenderly.

“Did you like it?” you ask, referring to the moments just before when you made love to her. Despite the love and reassurance Alexia provides, you sometimes still feel a little insecure. A past relationship had shattered your confidence, leaving deep scars. Alexia has been incredibly patient, helping you rebuild your self-esteem bit by bit.

Yet, the lingering insecurity occasionally resurfaces. You want everything to be perfect for her because you believe she deserves nothing less. Her constant reassurance and unwavering support make you feel deeply grateful for her patience.

Alexia's eyes soften as she looks at you. "Sí, every moment with you is perfect per a mi," she murmurs, her hand gently caressing your cheek. "You make me so happy." Her words and the sincerity in her gaze calm your anxieties, making you feel cherished and understood.

Your fingers trace the lines of her abs, admiring the definition earned from years of training. You love her abs, marveling at their perfection. A fleeting thought crosses your mind, wondering why you don’t have abs like hers. Your body is beautiful, but it’s not as toned as your girlfriend’s.

“I don’t have abs,” you say quietly, the insecurity slipping into your voice. “Do you mind?” you whisper, feeling a pang of self-doubt. You mentally scold yourself, knowing you shouldn't feel insecure with Alexia. She loves you exactly as you are.

“You don’t need abs, bebita. I love your belly just the way it is,” she reassures you, her voice filled with genuine affection. She moves, gently shifting so that you're now on your back, and she’s hovering above you. Alexia places her large hand on your stomach, emphasizing her words with a loving touch.

You always loved it when she did this, her hand on your belly, a gesture of comfort and acceptance. Her warmth and reassurance make you feel cherished, melting away any lingering doubts. Alexia's eyes meet yours, and she smiles softly. “You’re perfect to me,” she whispers, leaning in to kiss you tenderly, sealing her words with the sincerity of her love.

Her hand remains gently on your stomach as she leans in, her lips meeting yours in a tender kiss that swiftly deepens. The heat between you builds, Alexia’s touch grows more intense. Her fingers softly pressing into your skin, sending a shiver of goosebumps across your body.

The sensation kindles a warmth within you, stirring desires anew. Yet, this time feels different, you are fully present, lost in the moment with her, allowing yourself to savor every touch, every breath, completely immersed in the connection you share.

Her words are a soft murmur, a breathy declaration that fills the space between your nearly touching lips. "I love you, every single part of you, your beautiful body. I will cherish you for as long as I can," she whispers, her eyes reflecting the profound love you share. You respond by pulling her closer for another kiss, deep and impassioned.

Alexia's hands roam freely, her touch gentle yet filled with intent. She caresses your breasts, her soft massaging sending waves of pleasure through you, eliciting a moan that blends seamlessly into the kiss. Breaking away slightly, she promises, "I'll make sure you feel how much I adore you and your body." She seals her vow with a tender peck on your lips before trailing kisses down your neck to your breasts. There, she playfully nips, leaving faint marks as tender souvenirs of affection.

Her journey continues with kisses scattered across your stomach, each one a soft testament to her adoration. Arriving at your core, she pauses to shower affection on the insides of your thighs, paying special attention to the right one, marked by a scar—a silent acknowledgment of your shared histories and vulnerabilities. Each kiss is a celebration, a recognition of all that you are, and a reaffirmation of her unwavering love.

Alexia's attentions return to your core, her touch deliberate and tender as she begins with soft, slow licks, mindful of your sensitivity. She gradually introduces her finger, gauging your response as you moan softly, your back arching in pleasure. "I love how responsive you are, mi vida," she murmurs, her voice low and filled with affection.

She gently circles your clit with her tongue while moving her finger inside you at a soft, steady pace. Small puffs of air and gentle moans escape your lips, and Alexia smiles through her tender licks. You're incredibly sensitive, more so than ever before. If you let it, you could come from just the touch of Alexia's tongue, but you hold back, not wanting this moment to end too quickly. You know Alexia has so much more in store for you, and you want to savor every second.

When a second finger slips inside you, you can't help but rock your hips into her touch. The blend of your girlfriend’s tongue and fingers is driving you wild. "You feel so good," you whisper, gently gripping Alexia's hair. She chuckles softly, the vibrations from her laugh sending shivers through your sensitive clit, pushing you closer to the edge. You let out a loud moan, trying to hold back as a new and intense sensation builds within you. You try not to think about it.

With every new lick and thrust, you feel yourself getting wetter. Your brain turns to mush, and your grip on Alexia's hair tightens. She knows exactly what’s happening and slowly pulls back, straddling your hips as she slips her two fingers into her mouth, cleaning them softly. "I love your taste, amor," she murmurs, finishing with a satisfied smile. She leans in to kiss your tender breasts, eliciting a soft moan from you as her lips travel across your body once more.

"I love your body so much," she says, her eyes filled with hunger. "I love you so much, mi vida," she adds, gazing into your eyes. A soft smile spreads across both your faces as you bask in the intimate moment, feeling the depth of your connection.

Your girlfriend plants a tender kiss on your lips before gracefully slipping off the bed to fetch something from the drawer. You're fully aware of her intentions, and the anticipation sends a thrilling pulse through you, heightening your arousal. Casually, you begin to caress your breasts, knowing full well the desire it stirs in Alexia.

As she straps on her favorite toy, her gaze locks onto you with an exhilarated grin. There you lie, sprawled and bare, legs invitingly open, gently massaging your breasts, lost in the wave of sensations. With her eyes shimmering with adoration and awe, Alexia is overwhelmed by the view before her, feeling profoundly fortunate to call you her girlfriend. The sight of you, so open and uninhibited, deepens her love and desire, drawing her irresistibly back to the bed.

Your eyes flicker open at the sound of the bottle cap being unscrewed, and a mischievous grin spreads across your face. "Do you really think we need that, bebita?" you tease playfully, your voice laced with anticipation. However, before you can protest further, Alexia interrupts with a gentle reminder of caution. "We shouldn't take risks. I don't want to hurt you," she says, her tone soft and caring.

As you watch her meticulously lube up the toy, a surge of affection washes over you. Alexia's thoughtfulness and consideration never cease to amaze you. Even in moments where it might seem unnecessary, she prioritizes your comfort and well-being above all else, ensuring that every experience with her is filled with tenderness and care.

As she lays back on the bed, you understand her desire. Though you've been hesitant about this position in the past due to its vulnerability, Alexia's reassurance today fills you with confidence. "Are you ready, mi vida?" she asks softly, her eyes filled with warmth and affection. With a nod of your head, you straddle her hips, feeling her hand intertwine with yours for support.

Alexia lines up the strap with your core, and as you sink onto the toy, a chorus of moans fills the room. You pause at the end of the toy, taking a moment to adjust to its size. With both of Alexia's hands gently holding your hips, you lock eyes with her, finding nothing but love and adoration reflected back at you.

"Just start slowly," she reassures you, her voice soft and encouraging. Taking a deep breath, you begin to move, your body rising and falling in a rhythm that feels natural and intimate. With each thrust, you feel a sense of connection and trust deepen between you and Alexia, making this moment one of pure love and passion.

Unlike your girlfriend, you're not a professional athlete, so you find yourself out of breath sooner than you'd like, and your legs begin to shake before long. But despite the physical strain, you're determined to push through for her sake. It's not that you don't enjoy it—because you really do—it's just that it requires a lot of effort, and sometimes your mind gets the best of you.

Alexia notices your body tensing up a bit, and she sits up, her abs flexing, a sight that doesn't go unnoticed by you. She leans in to kiss your breasts softly. "You're doing absolutely amazing, bebita. I adore watching you like this," she says softly between kisses. Your mind turns to mush once again, and for a moment, you're completely lost in the sensation. Sensing your need, Alexia lays her head on your breasts and pulls you into a tight hug.

Your head rests on her shoulder, giving you a perfect view of her back adorned with tattoos. You trace a finger over the intricate designs around her neck and then plant a soft kiss on her neck before resuming your movements back and forth.

In this new position, the closeness between you was palpable, each trust sending vibrations of pleasure through both of you. Alexia held onto you tighter, feeling the strain in her abs but relishing in the sensation.

You were making her feel so good once again, and she couldn't help but be drawn closer to the edge herself. She hadn't expected to reach that pinnacle again so soon, intending this to be all about you. But as you moved together, she felt herself teetering on the brink once more, drawn in by the sounds of your breath hitching and the sweet moans escaping your lips.

"Can you go a little faster, amor?" Alexia's voice is laced with urgency, her desire evident as she yearns for a faster pace. She knows this rhythm won't send you both over the edge, but she can't hold back any longer, not with you straddling her and riding her toy in this intoxicating new position.

"I'll try," your words catch in your throat as you shift slightly, positioning yourself backwards to thrust into her more fully and faster.

Alexia's hand tightens around one of your breasts, her grip firm, her other hand steadying herself to prevent from falling backward. Her touch sends shivers down your spine, bringing you closer to the brink. But something feels different for you, the sensation unfamiliar and intense, igniting a spark of anxiety within you.

"Ale, something feels different," you manage to pant out, your heart racing with anticipation and a hint of fear. Despite your unease, your body refuses to stop, craving the pleasure that threatens to consume you.

Alexia's eyes widen in realization, knowing exactly what's about to happen. It's a moment you've never experienced together, but now, it's on the brink of unfolding, and she can't help but feel a surge of excitement at the prospect.

"It's okay, mi vida, just let it come. You're here with me, safe. We're here together. It's okay," Alexia's reassurance washes over you, soothing your anxieties with her words. Despite the intensity of the moment, her presence grounds you, offering a sense of security that allows you to surrender to the sensations coursing through your body.

As she leans in for a sloppy but soft kiss, you feel a wave of comfort wash over you, melting away any lingering worries. When you part, she settles back again, her gaze fixated on your dripping core and the toy buried deep inside you. The sight fuels her own arousal, her desire building with each rhythmic movement and every moan that escapes your lips.

You teetered on the edge, your soft pants and moans growing louder with each thrust. With newfound determination, you picked up the pace, surprising even Alexia with the rapidity of your movements. The toy glided in and out of you effortlessly, your body bathed in a soft glow, beads of sweat glistening on your skin.

Alexia, unable to resist any longer, surrendered to her own climax, her moans mingling with yours as she whispered praises of your beauty. Your grin faltered slightly, a hint of worry creeping into your expression. "Should I stop?" you asked softly, mindful of her sensitivity after such an intense experience.

"No, please, don't stop," Alexia pleaded, eager to witness your unraveling. "Does it still feel different?" she inquired softly. "Sí," you panted out, feeling the intensity building within you. Alexia's thumb found its way to your clit, applying gentle pressure and circling it with expert precision. A moan of pleasure escaped your lips as you felt the knot in your stomach drawing closer to release. You reassured yourself in your mind that everything would be okay; after all, your girlfriend was here with you.

For a moment, your mind went blank, overwhelmed by waves of pleasure that left you unable to think or hear anything but the ringing in your ears. Alexia's voice reached you softly, but it was distant, muffled by the intensity of the moment. Then, suddenly, clarity returned, and you felt an incredible release of pleasure wash over you from deep within your stomach.

With a reflexive movement, you scooted backward, your back arching as your breasts were fully on display. Alexia's hand found one of them, her touch sending shivers of delight through your body, while her other hand continued its skillful ministrations on your clit.

Her eyes widened in amazement as she noticed the liquid dripping down your core and onto the sheets, evidence of your overwhelming arousal. Amidst your moans of ecstasy, you managed to articulate, "Gosh, this feels good. You feel so good." With gentle precision, Alexia withdrew the toy from within you, replacing it with two of her fingers, which elicited even more liquid from your trembling body.

As you lay back on the bed, your eyes fluttered open to meet Alexia's gaze, her smile radiating love and adoration. In that moment, you felt an overwhelming sense of connection and intimacy, knowing that you were completely and utterly cherished by the woman before you.

"That was so hot, mi amor. I love you so much," she whispers, leaning in for another soft kiss. You can't help but smile into the kiss, feeling a warmth spread through you at her words. As she caresses your body tenderly, she notices your heightened state of arousal and withdraws her hand, her concern evident in her gaze.

"Are you feeling okay, amor?" you ask, always attentive to her well-being. She appreciates your care, her smile softening as she looks up at you. "Sí, mi vida. More than okay," she assures you, her eyes reflecting contentment and love.

"And are you feeling okay?" she inquires, gently brushing her fingers against your cheek. "I'm more than okay too," you reply, returning her smile with equal affection.

You shift slightly and notice a wet patch on the bedsheets, your cheeks flushing bright red. "I'm sorry, the bedsheets," you manage to stammer out, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Don't be, it was hot and I want to see that again," she says with a playful wiggle of her eyebrows, making you laugh. "Seriously, I want to see that again." With that, she leans in for another soft kiss, and you sigh contentedly.

"T'estimo tant," she whispers against your lips before lifting you up in her arms bridal style to carry you to the bathroom for cleanup.

As you shower, she takes care of the bedsheets, her thoughts wandering to when she might get to experience that again with you, hoping it will be soon.

The love she feels for you fills her chest, and she can't wait for the day when she gets to marry you.

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Soft and slow, I hoped you liked it. Maybe I'll be writing more smut.

Note: WHAT AN AMAZING MATCH YESTERDAY I'M SO PROUD OF THE TEAM THEY DESERVE THIS SO MUCH!!!!

Angst is coming tonight so be prepared.

[cheriwritesig]

CRYING CRYING CRYING

Ollie, Pepe, and Paul podium, CRYING

[lu2211]

[helen-with-an-a]

Karma's a bitch

Hi. So this was a request from someone and I hope I did it justice. I hope you enjoy it. Also - side note: I'M SEEING THE LIONESSES AT WEMBLEY TONIGHT OMGGGGGGGGG

Barca Femeni x Reader

Description: R is a little shit and likes to play pranks

Word Count: 1.7k

To say you were a little shit growing up would be the understatement of the century. You were a terror when you first joined La Masia. A little wide-eyed 7-year-old with a talent for football and finding trouble – pranks, jokes, a never-ending streaming of consciousness as you voiced anything and everything that came to your mind. Everyone expected you to calm down as you made your way up to the first team, yet by the time you were training with the first team at least three times a week, you were still the mischievous, playful person you always had been.

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You lounged on the pitch, soaking up the last of the summer sun as you watched Aitana take kick after kick at the goal. She had just broken into the first team’s regular Starting XI and was determined to keep her spot – practising well after training. Unfortunately for you, she was your lift home. You had initially joined her in her extra training, but you quickly got bored and let your mind wander. You couldn’t anger her too much – she was your only way home, after all – but you could irritate her a little. Despite being a good few years your senior, you towered over her, and when she got annoyed at you, she just looked like an adorable little chihuahua – all bark and no bite.

You came to stand just behind her – way too much into her personal space for comfort, but you didn’t care. She didn’t notice you as she stood with her hands on her hips, analysing the video she had just filmed. Quickly noticing she wouldn’t turn around any time soon, you lifted your hands,

“HEY,” you shouted as you whacked your hands down on her shoulders. She let out an almighty scream, dropping her phone and clutching her heart.

“Quina merda de veritat. Un absolut idiota. Oh, Déu meu, estàs molt molest!” You let the angry Catalan words wash over you, well aware of what she was saying. It was nothing you hadn’t heard before.

“Your face,” you cackled loudly, pointing at her as you doubled over. Her eyebrows were pinched together, and her jaw ticked.

“Oh, Déu meu. You are such a little shit. Ugh,” she batted your hands away as you moved to pinch her cheek. “You can walk home,” she said in faux anger. That sobered you right up.

“No, Aita, please.” You rushed to apologise, arms wrapping around her shoulders as you forced her into a hug. “I won’t do it again, prometo.” You gave her your best puppy eyes.

“We all know that’s a lie.” Aitana sighed, loosening slightly and accepting your hug.

“T'estimo,” you said cheekily.

“Yeh, yeh. Tens sort que jo també t'estimo.” And you were lucky that she loved you. You knew she wouldn’t put up with half the stuff you do to her if she didn’t.

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Alexia had been raving about her new boots, which she was trialling. It dominated all her conversations for the past week, and you were very much over it. It was lunchtime, and you couldn’t stand it anymore. Sneaking quietly away, you found her locker and fiddled with the keypad until it popped open. Her sister’s birthday – what a sap. There they were in all their tainted glory. They did look like nice boots, to be fair, but she had ruined them with how much she had spoken about them. You took them out of their prized place and closed the locker again. Removing the laces entirely, you crossed the room to Mapi’s locker. She had been irritating you recently as well. Again, you fiddled with the controls until there was a faint click, and it swung gently open. Ingrid’s birthday - ew. You left one lace in there, making sure the signature colour of the fabric was visible from the outside before moving on. You put the boot in the bathroom between the stall wall and the toilet. The other lace was left in the gym, tied neatly in a bow around a machine part. The final boot you kept with you until you headed to the field again – leaving it at the bottom of the ball bag. You had ensured they were all easily visible, but trying to find all the parts would be annoying. You knew the trainers had seen you walking around the grounds with not-your-boots in your hands, so you were sure they could help Alexia if she asked for it. You snickered as you imagined Alexia’s face. You could see the angry expression and the harsh Catalan being shouted at you. It made you giggle immensely.

“Where are my boots?” Alexia asked when everyone re-entered the locker room after the break. You had the gym next, but most people wanted to change into looser clothing in an attempt to combat the Barcelonian heat.

“Are they not in your locker?” Marta asked, sticking her head around the door. “Huh … I don’t know then.” You tried your hardest not to laugh, but you couldn’t help the slight grin that appeared. Your fellow La Masia/almost first team friend, Pina, smirked at you. She had many times been a victim of your harmless jokes. She raised an eyebrow, and you just shrugged innocently in response. Alexia wandered around the changing rooms, looking in people’s lockers and under the bench.

“Ah ha,” she exclaimed as she saw the iconic fabric through Mapi’s locker. “María, how could you?”

“I didn’t,” Mapi put her hands up in defence.

“Then what is …” she opened the door to find just a singular lace. “this,” she finished. She sighed, looking around the room.

“Oi, where are they?” She asked when she made eye contact with you.

“Where are what?” You countered innocently.

“My boots. Where are they?” You shrugged.

“How should I know?” You had mastered the innocent façade.  She huffed and restarted her search.

“Found one,” Caro called from the bathroom, emerging with Alexia’s left boot in her hand.

“Gracias, gracias.” Alexia hurried over and embraced Caro as if she had just found a missing diamond.

“Hey, Ale. Is that a lace?” Ana asked, pointing to the neatly tied material on the equipment she was about to use. It had been a good 20 minutes before Alexia was forced to give up her search for her missing boots and join the session. You had remained the picture of innocence – even going so far as to help look for them. Everyone knew it was you. Even Alexia, but you still maintained the act.

“Oh, gràcies a Déu,” Alexia sighed – closer to being reunited with her favourite possession.

It was just before the final session of the day. You were all in the locker room, grabbing your boots and refilling your water before heading outside.

“Where is it?” Irene asked her hand on her hip and an unimpressed look on her face.

“I don’t know … maybe it’ll turn up when we’re outside,” you shrugged – giving a slight hint to the location of the final boot.

“Ale, it’s outside,” Irene called, glaring at you as you snickered when Alexia ran out of the room.

As you arrived at the pitch, you saw Alexia hugging her boots, whispering to them like you would with a lost child. You crept behind her, jabbing her side and watching her squeal at the ticklish sensation.

“Eres una pequeña mierda,” she shouted as she tackled you to the ground, attacking you with her own tickle attack. You writhed and screamed, trying to escape the onslaught, but she was way older and way stronger than you, so you had no chance.

“Lo siento, lo siento, lo siento.” You gasped for air.

“You will be when I make you run laps until you collapse.” She said with fake anger. How could she stay mad at you when you laughed like that?

“Te amo?” You said hopefully

“Sí, yo también te amo. But you’re still running laps.” She said, tapping your head and getting off you, offering a hand for you.

“Fine,” you agreed as you stood up, smiling when she let you wrap your arms around her waist, and she kissed the top of your head.

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You watched with quiet pride as Vicky kicked a ball at an unknowing Ona – the ball rolling to hit the back of her legs.

“Aye,” she squealed, turning to see Vicky laughing her head off. Ona stormed forward before lightly shoving Vicky away, the pair laughing at their playfight. You were legendary to the younger La Masia players. Your jokes and pranks were famous, and the fact that you didn’t let up, even after you made it into the first team and became a regular Starting XI, was something they valued highly.

“Be careful; you might have someone come to take your crown,” Lucy laughed as you looked at her offendedly.

“Oh, please. Who do you think taught her? I am an icon.” You stuck your tongue out at her as you ran off to push an unsuspected Patri, making her stumble into an unamused Cata.

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You were sitting in the sunshine, arms tucked behind your head, eyes shut. It was your own mistake. You knew it – the younger girls were becoming more and more adventurous with their pranks.

Ice-cold water jolted you from your peaceful relaxation. There was a moment of silence before the team broke into hysterical laughter. You scrambled to your feet to see Vicky and Martina with the ice water bucket placed in between them.

“Oh, you fuckers. You are so dead,” you shouted as you lunged for them, only for you to be stopped by a smiling Marta.

“Dejarlas ser,” she said, offering you a towel.

“We just wanted to cool you off,” Martina shouted from her place of safety behind Alexia.

“Yeh, you looked a little warm,” Vicky added from her hiding spot behind Paños.

“Cuida tus espaldas,” you pointed a finger at them menacingly. “You have just started a war!”

“What can you say,” Mapi laughed as she passed you. “Karma’s a bitch.”

I hope you enjoyed it <3<3<3<3<3

[starrynights-sunnyskies]

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ale 🐻 You post a picture before telling me you've arrived? I love you pero can you please stop worrying me like that. I called you like so many times. ale 🐻 I just had the most nerve wracking seven hours of my life, you know?? you ○○○ you ALE you im okay im okay! you fuck i'm so sorry, my phone died and then i arrived and misa and sofie took me in and they immediately took me out to eat and i just kind of forgot im so so so so so so so sorry and i love you the most in the whole entire world. you're the best sister ever and i'm the luckiest shithead there is. t'estimo, t'estimo, t'estimo!!!! ale 🐻 Bé, I was just really worried about you, I didn't like not hearing anything from you. You're my whole world, too. Next time make sure it's fully charged when you know you'll go out for a long time. What would you have done if you had needed help? Not saying this to scare you, but you know that. So, how was the drive? Did you at least take a few breaks? you boring, lots of rain and traffic. aaaand no breaksies because i didn't want to arrive in the middle of the night bc the traffic had set me back some hours. misa has a game tomorrow and i didn't want her to lose any sleep 😅 ale 🐻Next time you take regular breaks, yes? I'm sure Misa would understand and want the same. Can you please Facetime mami? you i will. petons to you all and olga 😘 you and nala! Delivered

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Direct Messages albaps9 corrupting the missus to support real madrid, i see? misa, are you even trying to get along with alexia? 😂 marisabel_rguez Jeje 😆 Had to show her a little bit of our Madrid culture, of course! It's tradition to attend a game! albaps9 in the putellas household, it's also tradition to support barca, so have fun holding onto your head! albaps9 no, but all jokes aside. i might not have said this to you in person yet, but i want you to know how happy i am that you're with my sister. i don't think anyone else could've pulled her out of the deep end and love and treat her the way she deserves. you made her see her own worth again, believe that she was deserving of all the good things, and gave us our girl back. i'll never be able to properly thank you, but i want you to know how grateful we all are nonetheless. marisabel_rguez Thank you for telling me. But you don't need to thank me for doing all that. I love her, it's only normal that I treat her accordingly. She's my entire world, Alba. albaps9 i still don't think you realise how much your love and care for her means to her and the rest of us, and how it has impacted us as a family. but remember that we're proud to call you family too. okay? albaps9 unless you hurt her and end up destroying all the progress she's made, maria isabel. then i'll fucking come for you and alexia won't be your only problem. marisabel_rguez I would expect you to do so then! She's really lucky with you two. She loves you very much, so I'm also happy to be part of your circle. albaps9 🥹🥹 okay but you don't even seem the slightest bit intimidated? 🤣 marisabel_rguez Oh no, I know you're bark and bite! I just know I don't have to be afraid because that worst case scenario will never happen! albaps9 thank you misa ❤️

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frejaolofssonn Gooooooaaaaal golgolgolgolgol 🤩

carolineweir95 Supporting the men but wearing Misa jerseys, I'm so here for it haha ↳ sofie.svava Someone insisted 🙊 liked by marisabel_rguez ↳ marisabel_rguez And we couldn't resist her! liked by yourusername

username1 Did sofie just... ↳ username2 Yes 😭😬😬😬 ↳ username3 she's removed yn from the tags now 🤭 ↳ username1 Too late man lmao

claudia.zornoza Vamos 💪🏼

haleyraso 💅🏽

username4 it sure is real love if someone raised on barca sets even one foot inside santiago bernabeu and it's not in the away-section liked by 12 others

username5 The Misa appreciation is spreading 😛 ↳ username6 and rightly so!! ↳ username7 I wonder who's behind that 🧐👀

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marisabel_rguez: Happy life. Liked by albaps9, bff2, jennihermoso and 18,329 others

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username1 we know who this is why dont u just tag her lmao srsly ↳ username2 Honestly, do they truly still think they're being slick 🤦‍♀️ ↳ username3 I don't even get the point in keeping it private, like what's the big deal? ↳ username4 maybe they just don't care but don't want to indulge people like you all

marialeonn16 😊

albaps9 ❤️ ↳ albaps9 but that tush will always be mine 😭

sofie.svava 💖

haleyraso Awww

username7 I love how they're slowly growing more comfortable letting the world in ):

sofiajakobsson 😘

bff1 ummm hey? hands to yourself. she's still my snookums until she officially has your last name 🤣 liked by alexiaputellas ↳ yourusername omg stop embarrassing me ↳ marisabel_rguez ✋🏽😳🤚🏽

ingridengen The sweetest together!

salmaparalluelo 😍

jennihermoso 👀

username4 You forgot the other half of the caption ↳ username5 Happy wife, happy life? ↳ username4 Ding-ding-ding! ↳ username6 don't think they'll get married so long as alexia is still lurking in the background 🤣

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yourusername: madrid, you were good to me!! (plus a little surprise i discovered at the petrol station on my way home. te amo mas que a la vida en sa) Liked by bff3, fridolinarolfo, haleyraso and 2,499 others

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albaps9 hmmm i wonder whyyyy liked by yourusername

salmaparalluelo Pls yn confirm that you-know-who and the anonymous admirer are the same person!! ↳ jennihermoso 👀 ↳ yourusername hehe ↳ janafernandez3 !!!!!!!!!!!!! ↳ ona.battle We want to know 😱 ↳ marialeonn16 Oh, but we know 😌 ↳ ingridengen yup!! ☺️ ↳ jennihermoso 👀 ↳ ona.battle ???

username1 the note in the car is the cutest 😔

username2 I want a Misa too, care to loan her out?

alexiaputellas Proud of you and how strong you are. You kept fighting and look at you now. You deserve all this happiness, ma germana petita. T'adoro. ↳ yourusername t'estimo tant tant tant

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yourusername: feliç diada de sant jordi, la meva gent🌹 Liked by ingridengen, alexiaputellas, albaps9 and 940 others

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marisabel_rguez Horrible choice of clothing, I should give you some of my shirts to wear ↳ yourusername you're acting as if half of them aren't already at my place ↳ marisabel_rguez Right where they should be 😉

bff1 feliç sant jordiiii

begovargas 🌹

alexiaputellas 🌹📖🐉🌹

marisabel_rguez And I love when you speak Catalan!!!! liked by yourusername

janafernandez3 feliç sant jordi, el meu amic 🌹

aitanabonmati Feliç Sant Jordi, YN!

claudiaapina feliç sant jordi! 😊

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marisabel_rguez: este camiseta 💪🏼 Liked by yourusername, sofie.svava, realmadridfem and 14,398 others

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alexiaputellas Visca Barca!!!!! ↳ yourusername be nice... 🤨

yourusername oh wow black is your colour too 🤭 ↳ yourusername (keeping the rest of my thoughts to myself bc alexia's lurking here) ↳ alexiaputellas Yes, behave... 🤨

sofie.svava looking gewd amiga!!! 😇

realmadridfem Nuestro orgullo 💪🏼🤩

haleyraso ✨👏

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username1: o-oka…okay.. ma’am 😳 Liked by username2, yourusername, username3 and 548 others

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username2 lucky person who gets to keep her ↳ username3 @/yourusername 👋 ↳ username12 how shallow of you ↳ username2 she's gorgeous??? and look at that smile 😪 ↳ username4 don't act like you didn't see the other two pics 🤥

username3 LOL HI YN

username4 yn we see you liking 🤣 ↳ username3 I can just imagine her kicking her feet and giggling

username1 okay i understand yn now ↳ username2 And you didn't before?!!?!? liked by 25 others ↳ username3 SHAME

yourusername 🤩🥹😳 liked by 120 others ↳ username5 and i oop- ↳ username10 🤣😭 ↳ username11 pls fangirl again it gave us life last time ↳ username6 girl don't hold back, we know what you're thinking ↳ username2 Alexia isn't here now, come on, let it go 🤭

username6 Misaaa

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username9 Hahaha Misa in that suit summoned yn again ↳ username10 can you blame her? 😱 ↳ username11 everything about that picture is making me swoon!

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yourusername: girl's trip to celebrate one of my besties getting married!!!! Liked by albaps9, bff2, bff3 and 5,439 others

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bff1 what happens in croatia stays in croatia

bff2 💃👩‍👩‍👧‍👧

username1 😍

judebellingham 😁😎 liked by 230 others

alexiaputellas Sunscreen! 😅 ↳ bff3 Don't worry, I'm on it! 😊 ↳ alexiaputellas 😊

username1 i want a friend group like that </3 ↳ username2 fr

albaps9 jealous!!

marisabel_rguez 😣

bff3 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

jennihermoso Guapa!

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17:48 m 💌 I hope you're having a great time together. Don't forget to drink enough if you're out in the sun a lot! (And I don't mean alcohol, jajaja) ✓ m 💌 Ah, no... pls don't tell me you fell asleep in the sun again ☹️ m 💌 I have to go now so I'll call you later tonight. Te amo mas que nadie and take care!! ✓ 22:36 m 💌 Just saw your post. Are you trying to make me miss you even more? I miss seeing your gorgeous face, it always makes me so happy seeing you. m 💌 You know it’s been torture not having you around, right? m 💌 I miss you so much, YN ✓✓ you i miss you too, my love. the most. i'll be back before you know it! more rested than ever 😚💅🏽 and don't worry, i didn't fall asleep. we were on a boat! i'll tell you more in a bit on the phone. you soon we’ll see each other again, vale? we can go on a trip of our own. for now, just try not to miss me too much 😘 you sent you a photo ▼

m 💌 ○○○ m 💌 Oh, you fucking did not! you oh but i fucking did tho 🥺🥺🥺🙃 m 💌 YN. you si, chula? you ○○○ you misa? you i'm sorry you ☹️ Delivered

Incoming call m 💌

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"Are you alone right now?"

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a/n: wishing you the sweetest start of your week! i hope someone does something nice for you and if not, then here's a flower from me to you already 🌻

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Ecstasy

Aitana Bonmatí x Reader [SMUT!]

Just a little smut blurb for y’all. My classes start tomorrow so I won’t be actively posting like I have so please look forward to about a fic or two during the week! This is an expanded version of the little bit of smut in my earlier post, ‘Hope, Coffee, and Poetry.’

“You like that, don’t you bebita?” Aitana teased, fingers pumping in and out of your wet pussy as you fuck on the couch. She’s got you caged in her arms, her muscular frame hovering over you. You could see her arm muscles rippling as she fingerfucked you mercilessly, tongue sticking out of her mouth in concentration.

“What would they say hm? If they knew their innocent little Aitana could be a real freak in the sheets?” you teased, her fingers slipping out of your gaping pussy with a light squelch. She merely smirked at your comment, running her tongue over her lower lip. She walked off to the bedroom, leaving you high and dry.

You huff and roll your eyes, following her into the bedroom stomping your feet.

“Come on Tana, can’t take a little bit of teasing?” you taunt, seeing her back facing you before you step into the room fully. You gasp when you see her, she’s got her harness on and one of your bigger straps attached.

“On the bed,” she asks sternly, a rare show of emotion for the midfielder.

You obey her, that tone of voice was one that she used when you knew you struck a nerve.

You climb onto the bed, lying face down in the middle of it. Aitana immediately straddles your thighs, kissing down your back hard. She bites as she goes, teeth digging into your flesh and leaving teeth marks. You moan into the mattress, hands tightly gripping the sheets. She chuckles, the strap pressing in between your legs and nudging at your core.

She crawls down, spreading your ass to reveal your pretty, wet, gaping pussy. She dives in, slurping and suckling hard on your dripping folds. You cry out her name, pushing your ass back into her face. She grips your ass hard, fingers leaving dark gashes when she lets go.

Aitana presses three fingers inside you, lips pressed close to your ear as she hovers over you once again. She licks the shell of your ear, three fingers jamming themselves into your pussy hard and fast. You feel that familiar coil in your stomach building up and you reach back for her, she holds your hand, working you through it as your orgasm hits you hard. Your thighs shake and your voice trembles with a shout of her name, the squelch of your cum pooling between your thighs makes her pussy throb incessantly.

She grunts, pulling away before sticking her fingers into her mouth to clean off and she moans at the potent taste of you. She licks her lips, climbing back onto your thighs. She spreads you open and spits down onto your pussy before sliding the strap into you. She spanks your ass hard and slides in more, grasping the meat of your ass hard with her strong hands.

She gives you no time to adjust, hips slowly fucking into you from behind. You can barely move with her weight on top of you, your hands struggling to find reprieve as she rapidly increases her pace.

She leans down, hips unwavering as she makes a claim on you.

"A qui pertanys, nena?"

“You, Tana!”

"Qui et fot millor?"

“You, only you!”

“Your body and pussy is mine, sí?” she asks with a low voice, pinning your flailing arms to the bed. Her hips become rougher, pounding into you hard.

“Sí, Tana. All yours!”

Your vision goes white when you come, body convulsing under Aitana as she slowly brings you out of your high. She pulls out and pulls you into her arms, caressing your face and pushing your damp hair away from it.

“You are okay?” she asks in her adorable accented English, dominant Aitana was no longer present but your sweet, embodiment of sunshine girlfriend was here instead.

“Yes, it was perfect,” you say with a soft smile, leaning up and meeting her lips in a soft kiss. She pulls your face closer, deepening the kiss.

“T'estimo, estimada”.

“I love you too, baby.”

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Bonmatí — Aitana Bonmatí x Reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 682

Summary: Aitana teaching your some sentences in Catalán.

Aitana had always involved you in the most intimate parts of her life, which included her family. She trusted you from the very beginning to share with you everything that mattered to her. The more time you spent with her, the more you understood her mother tongue.

One day, you surprised her by telling her how much you wanted to learn Catalan. “Really?!" Her smile grew wider when you nodded. “That's great! I'm going to be the best teacher ever. You're going to love the language, I promise you.” Her eagerness to teach you her first language warmed your heart. “Okay, Mrs. Bonmatí, where should we start first?” 

“Well, let's start by learning some words so you can get more familiar with the language. We'll get more into depth with the theory and grammatical rules another day.” Even if you were truly interested in the language, seeing Aitana so excited to teach you how to speak Catalan was getting all of your attention. The way her eyes were slightly closed as she smiled was beautiful. Her giggles made you feel all types of emotions. “Are you listening to me?”, she asked. You disconnected from the outer world for some minutes, focusing on her eagerness as her eyes brightened more each time she explained a word. “God, you're beautiful.” Aitana blushed as she lowered her head, “If you make me feel like this when you compliment me in your mother tongue, I don't know what I'm going to do when you'll do it in Catalan."

“Okay, then let's start by learning some compliments, Mrs. Bonmatí.” Aitana rolled her eyes. “Don't call me that; in Spain, we don't usually call our teachers by their last names but by their first names. Call me Aitana.” You shook your head, “That's not your first name. Not to me, at least.” She frowned, confused. She asked, “What's my first name, then?“

“Beautiful”, you responded. “In that case, you'd say bonica”, she flirted back. “It has the same first three first letters as your last name. «Bon-ica», «Bon-matí» It totally fits you.” Aitana laughed, moving forward and hitting you playfully on your left shoulder, “Just an appreciation; «Bon» means «Good». For example, you know when I greet you in the morning, «Bon día», meaning «Good morning.» 

“Bonica”, you said, looking softly into her eyes. Your pronunciation made Aitana weak in a good way, with a thick accent trying to sound as close to the correct pronunciation as possible. 

“T'estimo...”, she said as she hugged you, “Thank you for being this interested in my cultu—” “I know what that means! That means «I love you», right? You always tell me that!”, you interrupted her, unable to contain your excitement. Aitana laughed loudly, “You're so cute, amor meu. You probably know what this means. I love calling you «my love», don't I?” You nodded. 

“Let me teach you another thing, «Cada dia t'estimo més», meaning «I love you more every day that passes» Is that the way you say it in  English?“ Aitana had always made an extra effort to talk to you in English. She never complained about it, making you feel more than loved and appreciated, as you willed to learn Catalán until you could be completely fluent. You had to. She deserved to be loved and embraced in her first language. 

“I've thanked you before, but thank you for making such an effort to learn and get better at English so we can understand each other in a better way. I promise you, I'm going to be speaking Catalan as soon as I learn it, because not only do I want to speak it with you but also with your family. They had made such an effort, too, and I think it's time for me to reward them by showing my appreciation for every single one of them.” Aitana hugged you after you finished speaking wholeheartedly to her. “You don't know how much this means to me. Thank you. And for the English part, «faria tot el que fos per tu», meaning «I'd do anything for you».”