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wososhine · 1 year ago
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🌸🔥💕❤️‍🔥😌💗aaaaaLEEExiaaaa!!!? 🌸🔥💕❤️‍🔥😌💗
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🌸🔥💕❤️‍🔥😌💗
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alexiaputellasera · 7 months ago
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Daddy?
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samkerrworshipper · 8 months ago
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harper gorry u r the cutest little munchkin to ever exist
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alexbkrieger13 · 4 months ago
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part 2
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pinkyqil · 4 months ago
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silly group of headairs
Everyone making silly faces and there's salma with her checky grin
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I love them your honor
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patriwoso · 1 year ago
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a betrayal
alexia putellas x reader
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If someone asked from the outside, you'd say Barca was like a family.
Claudia was your sister, a twin. You were double trouble.
Patri was the older sister.
Alexia was the mom. Soccer mom. She made sure you and Claudia kept in line.
You teased Ana and said she was the grandmother, eventually agreeing to be the Aunt though.
Mapi and Ingrid were like Soccer moms too, although sometimes you'd argue Mapi was too childish and she was the baby of the family.
The family was tight. You had your groups within the team and they were close.
When Alexia and Aitana went to the World Cup, you felt betrayed. Confused and upset why they would go against what they'd said the whole time.
You lost some of your family for a few months. You didn't want to talk to them, acknowledge them.
Going to a senior world cup had been yours and Claudia's dream. Mapi and Patri had experienced it before but you were yet to reach that stage of your career.
The first few days were spent crying in Mapi's arms. You felt overwhelmed and upset that this was happening, it wasn't fair.
Alexia had tried to reach out to you but you chose not to reply. Watching the calls on the screen until they rang out. Her messages appearing amongst other notifications.
Hey small stuff. Miss you x
Y/N I'm sorry, I love you ❤️
Please call me. I want to talk to you Y/N/N.
You spent a few weeks with Patri and Pina on holiday in Mallorca, boat trips and tanning on the beach.
The nights were spent cuddled up together watching films, sharing popcorn and toffees.
"Claudi stop wriggling." You'd tug on the blanket, pulling back what she had taken away from you.
"I'm not!"
"That pair of you... your children!" Patri sighs.
And then preseason training started again.
You were with the Barca B team like usual, some of the internationals joining back once their time in Australia and New Zealand had come to an end.
August 20th came around too fast.
You had stayed at Pina's place that night, sharing a bed like you would in the youth age groups on away camps.
"You know whatever happens today we were right for staying home. We stuck by our morals and what we believe P." You tell her, laying in bed.
She didn't reply but let out a giggle when your stomach rumbled loud.
"Let's go out for breakfast."
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The next morning wasn't quite the same. You lay in Mapi's arms crying. Ingrid rubbing your back softly.
"It's not fair" You sobbed, rubbing your teary eyes on you sleeve.
"I know, mi amor." She kissed the top of your head.
"She messaged me again yesterday." You whispered, pulling out your phone and showing her.
"Y/N! You haven't replied to her messages since July 2nd!" Mapi slaps your arm.
"And?!" You cry, keeping tucked under her arm, watching as she scrolls through the phone.
"Mi querida, you can't just shut her out completely." Ingrid tells you, tucking some hair behind you ear.
"You have to remember that this was also best for Alexia's rehab and injury... As much as we both hate her being there." Mapi tells you, a bit reluctantly. "Message her."
You snatch you phone back, hovering over the keyboard before typing out 'I love you Alexia. I'm sorry'.
The blue button is hit and you chuck you phone on the end of the sofa, not wanting to do anything more.
"Baby steps I suppose." Mapi sighs.
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You stayed off of social media for a while, not replying to anymore of Alexia's messages. You decided the one reply was enough for now.
Seeing Spain win was hard. You knew the preseason tour was coming up so you had something to keep your mind off of it.
You hadn't expected Alexia to come to Mexico with the team, it being just a week after the world cup final.
You’d spoken to Claudia and Patri one night after training. They didn’t know how to act, you all loved Alexia but the betrayal hurt a lot.
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“Just smile.” Ingrid’s arm wrapped around you. keeping you close by her side.
Alexia and Mapi had turned up to the preseason tour camp a day after the rest of the team.
“I don’t want to see her, Ingrid.” You drop your head to the side to lean on her, the taller women’s arm pulling you closer into her.
“You can’t avoid her forever. She’s Alexia, and your her favourite on this team. She’ll want to see you.”
“I am not her favourite…”
Ingrid chuckles. “You so are, the favouritism is ridiculous y/n/n. She’s a football mom to you and your her favourite football daughter.”
You keep yourself in Ingrid’s arms, she’s a good hugger and radiates a lot of comfort for you.
“Alexia and María have arrived, they’ll join us in a few moments.” Jona announces to you all as your stood around on the training field.
You start picking at your fingers, a nervous habit of yours.
Your mucking around with Jana and Claudia when you see Alexia and Mapi jogging around the pitch.
The coaching staff split you up into groups of 8, yourself ending up with 6 Barca B players and Marta.
“You alright, grandma?” You smile cheekily and Marta slaps you on the arm.
“Hey Alexia!” You head one of the younger girls say.
You spin around on your heels and see Alexia approach the group.
“Jona said to join you guys.” She smiles, making eye contact with you before you look away.
You look at the floor, the ball bag, anything except Alexia, hoping she’ll leave you alone.
Truth is that you miss her, the 2 and a half months away from her has been a torture as your so used to being with her all the time.
“Hey.” You see her boots appear in front of you.
You turn around and head to the water cooler, getting a bottle out and drinking from it, anything to keep away from Alexia.
You didn’t want to do this, but you didn’t want to face her either.
You’d managed the whole training session without direct conversation, you ignored her stares across the field and worked your way to Claudia and Patri when she approached you.
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That evening, you gathered in the hotel lobby. A group of fans asking Alexia for pictures and autographs.
You felt uncomfortable watching it, standing besides Mapi and Ingrid again.
“I miss her.” You sigh, whispering softly under your breath.
“Talk to her.” Ingrid whispers back. “She’ll want you too.”
Alexia works herself away from the fans, trying to get back into the group.
She pushes in between you and Caroline, listening to Jona talk before he dismisses you all.
Before she can say anything, or walk away, you through your arms around her shoulders and bury your head into her neck.
Neither of you say anything, you don’t have to.
She rubs your back softly, holding you tight in her arms as if she was afraid you would run off and ignore her again.
“I’m sorry.” She mumbles.
“I missed you.” A few tears spill from your eyes, soaking her training top a little.
“I missed you too, small stuff. You’ve gotten taller.” She smiles, kissing your forehead and wiping your teary eyes.
“Ale I hate you so much right now” You shake you head, moving back away from her. “But i love you and I’ve missed you and I don’t want you to do that ever again please.” You tear up some more.
She nods, pulling you back into her arms again. “I love you.”
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wosostuffs · 8 months ago
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like if u save.
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wosona · 1 month ago
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SLAYYYYED
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iheartmapi · 2 months ago
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Barça girls and they’re the same but it’s their names as the brat cover so they’re not
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(SMALL PS. Hiii so basically I’m still alive, I was busy and didn’t have the time to write much :(( but I’m posting the teddy bear part two rn, also there will be more Mapi stuff coming soon, requests are open xoxo)
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emotionalsupportsoccerball · 3 months ago
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Rose misinterpreted this question as: name every other Olympic sport
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alexiasleftoversalmon · 2 months ago
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Katie’s hands.
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Ok that’s it 🥵🫠😮‍💨
Not my normal player content but had to post her cuz I love my Irish girl (and I’m Irish too, it makes up the majority of my ethnicity) 🇮🇪
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wososhine · 1 year ago
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blaugrana wallpaper
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alexiaputellasera · 8 months ago
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She’s wearing this suit because my funeral will be soon if she keeps dressing like that
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pernillecfcw · 28 days ago
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This will always be too funny 😂💙
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alexbkrieger13 · 1 month ago
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Absolutely hilarious that she managed that against Arsenal 😅
https://x.com/dw_sports/status/1844353988424237556
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pinkyqil · 6 months ago
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She's absolutely unserious I love her 🤣
Ik for a fact she learnt it from cata
Barca in safe hands with there child labor fc
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