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box-milk · 8 days

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What did I do?

Pairings ~ Aitana Bonmati

Genre ~ fluff

Warnings ~ Google translated Spanish and short.

"Amor, have you had water?" Your girlfriend aitana questioned as you sat on the grass chatting away with Marta after practice. Shaking your head slightly still involved in your conversation.

Your girlfriend frowns lightly before getting your bottle and placing it in your hand gently. "Oh, thank you, aitana." Smiling greatfully before gulping down the bottle then running over when someone called you from the other side of the field.

Aitana looked at Marta confused, and the older woman returned the expression. "What did you do, Bonmati?" The older question with an eyebrow rasied having grown very protective of you.

Everyone one on the team knew you never addressed your girlfriend by her first, even before the both of you were an item, so hearing her full name from your lips was quite strange.

"I did nothing, no." The shorter girl tried to defend herself, knowing that the woman could be very scary when it came to you. The conversation is cut from going further. However, when the whistle blows to resume practice.

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"Do you want anything, Amor?" Aitana moved from where she was snuggled in your side to move to the kitchen to get herself a refill. "Just a water, please, Aitana"

You missed the way your girlfriend frowned, and the way your teammates who were over at your place for team bonding night almost broke their necks at the sound of you calling your girlfriend by her full name.

Your girlfriend stood in the kitchen frantically checking the calendar on her phone to see if she missed any important dates that would cause you to be upset with her, but she came up blank leaving her even more confused.

"Aitana? Estás bien?" You entered the kitchen when you noticed she's been in there for a while.

"Estas enojada conmigo?¿Qué hice?" Your girlfriend asked, confused, really hating the sound of her name at the moment.

"¿qué? Por supuesto que no and you didn't do anything Aitana"

"Then stop that I dont like."

You furrowed your brows in confusion before bringing your girlfriend in your arms, who sighed a little in relief at being in your arms.

"I don't understand, don't do what?"

"Call me aitana"

"That's your name, no?"

Your girlfriend pushed out of your grasped, folding her arms while glaring at you.

"To you no. mi nombre es cariño o tana." The shorter girl huffed out, getting quite upset now, and you knew immediately where to stop.

Sheepishly, you rubbed your neck a nervous tell of yours. Aitana picked it up quickly and raised a questioning eyebrow.

"What did you do Y/n?". The tone leaves no space for bullshit and you crumble, also not liking the sound of your full name on your lovers lips.

"Salma and Vicky bet me that I couldn't go a day without calling you nicknames." You explained nervously, twirling your pointer fingers around the other.

Aitana is silent for a few minutes before harshly gripping your wrist before dragging you out of the kitchen stop at the stair that leads upstairs to your bedroom.

"I suggest you all leave now before you hear something you'll regret."

You and your teammates' eyes widened before they made sounds of disgust and leaving.

Despite her small figure, your girlfriend roughly threw your tall body on the bed before climbing on top of your thighs on both ends of your waist.

"Accept a bet like that again, and we'll have serious problems, amor." You quickly shake your head in agreement looking into your girlfriend's blackened eyes.

"buena niña. Now strip."

#woso x reader #woso imagine #woso community #woso fanfics #aitana bonmati #aitana bonmati x reader #aitana bonmati fluff #barça #barça femeni

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httpsdana · 1 month

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𝐔𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬~𝐀 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐭 𝟏

summary: Barça players and talented footballers. Souls meet and sparks fly. But there's always a twist when it comes to love isn't there?

pairing: Ferran Torres x Gonzalez!Reader

warnings: cursing, slight age gap, angst

next part

Football runs in the family they say. Pedri Gonzalez was one of the new star boys of this generation. No one cares about his family or past, they just acknowledge the present.

A few knew that he had a sister. She called herself 'the forgotten child'. No one knew that she was a barça femeni player. Because simply no one cares about women's football.

The talent she had only bloomed in La Masia. The football dream academy. She was there alongside many other ladies that are well known. Aitana Bonmati and Salma Paralluelo were two of the players she played with when she was younger, but they got the chance to play for the first team before her, which only motivated her to push herself more, now reserving a spot in the starting line up of the women's team.

So there she was now, with the most g/a in Liga F, and the star of her team. Still no one knew her blood relations with the star boy Pedri, as she preferred to have her own name, rather than be hidden in the shadows of her twin.

What she didn't know was that she had some admirers from the men's team. She knew all of the players of course, unlike others she watched men's football and followed the barça men team. She admired the youngsters, got inspired by the experts, and found motivations in players who have seemed to come back from the death. The Shark Ferran Torres.

The number 7 has caught her attention after seeing the change in his mentality from the previous season to the current one. He seemed more stable and determined to prove others wrong, just like she did.

She didn't know that he secretly praised her, and watched her highlights through out the years. He began watching the women's team's matches because of her. He even learned some stuff from her, making him appreciate her even more, without anyone knowing.

No one needed to know that half the reason behind his change of mentality, was a 20 year old lady who played football and inspired him more than anyone else could.

He didn't know she was the twin of his best friend. Which is what causes the twist in their futures.

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"y/n you are the star of your team, people knowing about you being my twin now isn't gonna change anything" Pedri said, annoyed by the thoughts his sister had.

"who told you so Pedro? I prefer to stay like this than get more attention for being your sister" she rolled her eyes and flopped on the couch next to Fernando, who seemed unbothered while he watched a movie and ate some popcorn.

"god I wanna know who put these thoughts in your head. I miss going out with you" he let out a sigh, sitting next to her on the couch

y/n shook her head and focused on the movie that was being played.

"how about you meet my best friends? you literally don't have any social skills or friends" he complained making her roll her eyes

"Aita is my friend" she shrugged, knowing this was partially a lie. they were just teammates, not the type to go out on free days

"yeah and Ronaldo is better than Messi. you know she's not your friend" he rolled his eyes

"why are you so bothered anyways?" she asked, stealing some popcorn from Fer, making him hit her hand.

"you may not notice it now, but this will slowly destroy your mental health later on. you should go out and meet some new people. look beyond football and enjoy your free days" Pedri said.

He was slowly getting in her head, and she knew he was right. She let out a sigh and nodded her head.

"I'll think about it. how about I beat your ass in fifa now?" she smirked, making him gasp jokily.

"yeah as if you can do that" he scoffed, turning Fer's movie off to turn his PS5

"hey what the fuck?" Fernando said, making them laugh. Fer shook his head and glanced on his phone before getting up.

"mom texted she needs some help at home, I'm gonna go now" he said, taking his stuff and walking out of Pedri's apartment.

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"haha! that's 3-1 to me. you're such a loser" y/n slapped the back of Pedri's head, making him glare at her

"whatever I let you win anyways" he shrugged, making her laugh

they were interrupted by a knock on the door of the apartment. y/n looked at Pedri, who shrugged and got up to open the door.

She turned off the PS5 and put the movie back on, before Pedri walked awkwardly to the room. y/n stood up confused, before someone appeared behind Pedri.

"y/n, this Ferran. Ferran, y/n..my sister"

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footballlover8 · 10 months

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hi talking about the last story you wrote with the ice skater

It was amazing and i wanted to ask if you might wanna write something about back when pedro was in Tokyo for the Olympics where he meets another athlete who also participates there and they just start crushing on each other

A/N: Hi! Thank you so much! It mean a lot❤️ Sorry it didn’t turn out exactly how I wanted too but I tried so I still hope you like it!

Also I know the women and the men’s team don’t play at the same time but it was just for the stories purpose, I wasn’t too sure if you wanted her too be a professional at something else but I just made it football because it seemed good for the story😭

Warnings: swearing, hinting too some suggestive content, bad translated Spanish.(let me know if there is anything else)

Requested?: yes/no

Genre: Just pure Fluff

English is not my native language

Project get them together|| Pedri ft. Eric & Aitana

(Not my gif, all credits too the owner!)

"Aitana, are you coming or what?" The girl yelled from outside the bathroom.

"I need too look pretty!" She yelled back.

"We're only having dinner! Besides you already look pretty" The Spanish girl groaned annoyed that her teammate was using ages.

"With the men's team!" She exclaimed, finally opening the door.

"So?...Who are you trying too look so pretty for?" She asked aitana

"I mean pau torres and Eric Garcia is pretty fit, oh and of course Marc asensio" She shrugged making the younger midfielder laugh.

"Tana! He's on the rival team"

"Well for the men's team yes, not for the women" Aitana just shrugged her off.

"Still! He's from Madrid!"The other girl said making Aitana groan.

"Shut up!"

"No! I'm not letting that go, you can't have crush on a madrista!"

"Hala Madrid" Aitana joked earning a slap from her younger teammate.

"Ow! You're way to stubborn, you know that?"

"Just don't interact with him, and I'll let you live"

"How nice of you to let me live"

"Let's just go you little shi-"

"I'm taller than you, you dwarf" Aitana teased, railing the younger girl up. She got so angry easily.

"Doesn't make you smarter than me, hijo de puta" She mumbled the last part.

(Son of a bitch)

The two midfielders made they're way out of the hotel and onto the busy streets pf Tokyo, they quickly found a taxi and soon arrived at their destination.

Getting out of the car, the hit smoothed out her long black dress and fixing the top that was connected too the skirt with crossed straps around her waist. Her long silky hair fell perfectly down too her bum.

As the two girls walked inside they were met with a bunch of people, mostly men they didn't know. They greeted they're own teammates and y/n took a seat between Aitana and alba.

She looked across the table to be met by a familiar pair of brown eyes already looking into her own. The dark haired boy looked away as he had been caught staring.

She looked down into her lap a blush covering her cheeks. Aitana noticed the little interaction and smirked too herself. She gave Eric a look who sat across her and he quickly caught onto her little plan.

"So Eric and Pedri eh?" Aitana smirked.

"Sí me and Pedri" Eric confirmed matching her smirk

"I think he's the same age as you y/n, isn't he?" Eric asked looking the girl who was about as red as a tomato, she knew exactly what they were doing.

"You're 18 right Pedri?" Aitana asked him and he just nodded rolling his eyes slightly, also knowing what they were doing.

The two had met before due too being in the same club and national team. They talked here and then and it was definitely not a surprise that the two had a thing for each other.

"Great, y/n's 17! You guys are perfect for each other!" Eric's enthusiastic tone made the girl roll her head back with a slight groan. She thought for a second before coming up with the perfect payback

"Hey Eric! You wanna know something?" The girl smirked, side eyeing aitana.

"Should I be scared?" He asked

"No,no, not at all" She smirked.

"Did you know that aitana here has a little crush on you?"

Aitana snapped her head towards the girl.

"Oh really?" He asked and amused smirk formed on his lips.

Aitana hit the girl in the back of her head making her gasp.

"Ow! You fucking bitch!" She hit aitana back in a heart beat. This made aitana hit her back again and this went on and on for a few minutes until they got stopped by Jorge, they're coach.

"You're still a bitch" The younger girl whispered too her teammate. Pedri and Eric found themselves laughing at the two girls. Eventually the two girls stopped bickering as the dinner had been served.

Later on the party had started, so now everyone was gathered in a fancy club in Tokyo. The two Spanish national teams had rented the club so there wouldn't come a bunch of fans as this was supposed to be a night for all the players too enjoy.

And of course aitana and Eric wanted her and Pedri to get too know each other better, so they ended up on a booth together. Her and aitana on one side and Pedri and Eric on the other.

“Hey, I forgot I need too show you something!” Aitana exclaimed suddenly looking at Eric.

“What do you have too show him?” The other girl asked, confusion written all over her face.

“My car!”

“We didn’t driv-“ Aitana covered her mouth before she could say anything.

“Let’s go Eric!” She stood up and dragged Eric along with her.

Y/n and Pedri looked at each other before laughing.

The two started talking about god knows what. They could feel the alcohol take over they’re body. Both being athletes meant that they don’t drink a lot, so as soon as the alcohol hit they’re system they were long gone.

“Let’s go dance!”

Pedri looked at her a bit surprised.

“I can’t dance!” He tried.

“Please!? I’ll teach you!”

He couldn’t say no too her. He got up making her squeal as she dragged him up too the dance floor.

The two midfielders looked like complete fools. But they couldn’t give one fuck about that, not in their state at least.

His eyes roamed her body (respectfully). While Her eyes didn’t move away from his biceps. Her hands gripped onto them, and she fell in love with how hard they were.

As he saw her staring he smirked, proud of the way he had built up his muscles over the past few months.

(Okey so I accidentally wrote this like he is now, if you know what I mean. We all know he’s got a lot of muscles now recently. Just go with it😭)

She quickly looked back up, meeting his soft gaze which was focused directly on her.

He licked his lips unintentionally, she couldn’t stop herself before she pushed his head down a little and leaned in. He was quick too mimic her actions and met her soft plump lips.

His arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her body closely into his own as their lips moved in synch.

She tugged lightly at his hair earning a soft groan from him.

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The next morning y/n woke up with a little headache. Not too bad of a hangover. She tried too roll over in the bed but a strong pair of arms was stopping her.

She panicked for a second before remembering that it was just Pedri. That Sounded like that was the most normal thing ever.

“Buenos Días” His groggy morning voice rang through her ears, sending shivers down her spine.

(Good morning)

“Buenos días” She replied her voice still a bit sore from last night due too all the screaming at the bar and something else;)

(Good morning)

She turned in his arms and looked up at him, his hands moved up too caress her face lightly. He stroke her hair back and out of her face.

“You hungry?” He asked his lips brushing against her forehead.

“A little” she replied kissing his chest.

He smiled softly at her actions.

“I’ll go make us some breakfast” He said about too get up.

“Noooo, don’t go” she whined gripping his arms. Pedri released a soft chuckle.

“Wanna come with me?”

She nodded her head, so Pedri stood up with her in his arms, the shirt she was wearing fell down too her knees and it smelled just like Pedri.

He walked out too the little kitchen in the hotel room.

His room was quite big so it had a lot of space.

He placed her down on the counter and started on the breakfast.

“Can I ask you something?” He asked suddenly standing between her legs, their height was perfectly even now.

“Yeah sure, what’s up?” She questioned

“This wasn’t just a one time thing right? Because we both know damn well that we have some type of thing for each other-“

She cut him off by pressing her lips on his. He stood still for a Millie second, surprised by her actions before he kissed back.

“Does that answer your question?” She asked smiling as they pulled away.

“I don‘t know, think you have too try again” He smirked as she giggled softly doing exactly what he asked for

#pedri gonzalez x reader #football imagine #football x reader #football x y/n #pedri fluff #pedri #pedri fanfic #pedri x reader #pedri x you #pedri x y/n #Pedri González x y/n #Pedri González x you #eric garcia #aitana bonmati

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ktgoodmorning · 1 month

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Perfect

(love language series- quality time)

Aitana Bonmati x Reader

Inspired by the love language quality time- you and Aitana enjoy a day off together. pure fluff.

Can't decide if this one was kinda a flop or if I completely love it. Gonna do one for each love language, each with a different player. Write less fluff and make it stay under 2k words challenge should be next for me lmao. As always, Requests and feedback are super welcome/encouraged, let me know what you think! :)

The rest of the love language series:

Silent communications. M.Leon x reader. Physical touch.

Let me spoil you. C.Coll x reader. Giving and receiving gifts.

Broken. P.Guijarro. Acts of service.

You know I love you. A.Putellas. Words of Affirmation

Masterlist

You were awoken slowly by beams of Barcelona sunlight streaming in past the edges of your curtains. Knowing that both you and Aitana had the day off, you rolled over hoping to fall back asleep. In doing so, you sleepily wrapped your arm around your girlfriend, trying to pull her into your side. As you lazily pulled her in, you could hear her giggle softly at you and you being half asleep. Unbeknownst to you, it was 9:30 which was extremely late for either of you to still be in bed. Typically you’d both be out the door by 7:00 so this was unheard of for you. Aitana knew you needed the sleep so she avoided waking you up no matter how bored she was becoming. While you continued to sleep, she carefully reached over to grab her book so she could lie next to you and read. The woman’s free hand gently ran over your scalp, putting you back to sleep while she read. Even though she could rarely sit still, it was easy when you were with her.

Around ten, you slowly started waking up further. You squinted your eyes as you opened them slightly, caught off guard by the brightness in the room. Aitana was lost in her book, not noticing you slightly starting to wake up. It gave you time to look up at her, admiring her and the way you were cuddled into her side. You noticed she was sitting up while you slept, making you wonder how long you had been sleeping, “what time is it?” your voice was raspy from sleep when your girlfriend finally realized you were awake.

Aitana set her book down next to her, turning her full attention to you, “it’s almost ten, amor.” she gave you a soft smile and gently tucked a stray piece of hair behind your ear, out of your face.

You knew how active she typically was and were suddenly overcome with guilt that she had felt like she needed to sit with you until this late in the morning. “Tana, you didn’t have to stay,” you looked up at her questioningly. “You could’ve gone on your run if you wanted to, I wouldn’t have minded,” you tried your best to communicate to your girlfriend that she didn’t have to be tied down by you. The last thing you wanted was to hold her back or keep her from the things she enjoyed.

“Amor, it’s one day. I’m happy to skip my run for a day if it means getting to lay here with you,” she moved down to be laying next to you and pulled you in close for a tight hug. Her genuineness was clear from the way she held you tight, giving you no choice but to believe her. You knew she liked to be by your side, you just wanted to make sure she still did the things she wanted. “We never have time to just sit like this, it’s nice.”

You pulled back from her slightly, seeing if she was serious. “Aitana Bonmati, are you sick or something?” you placed the back of your hand on her forehead as you giggled, “since when are you willing to lay around in bed?”

Aitana rolled her eyes at you with a small smile on her face. She grabbed your hand from her forehead, kissing your knuckles before placing it back on her waist for you to snuggle back into her. “I like laying around when it’s with you, especially when we’ve both been so busy.”

You hummed in agreement and pulled yourself back into her, still tired from the past week. “I just want to lay here with you all day,” you grumbled into her shoulder, “you’re so comfy.”

“Well… nothing’s stopping you, we’ve got nothing we have to do today.” Your girlfriend's arms wrapped around you, pulling you in close. Her hand rubbed gently down the side of your arm, lulling you back into your sleepy state.

Sometime around noon you had woken up for real and the two of you decided it was time to finally get out of bed. You had decided to go on a walk to your favorite cafe together and then see where the day took you. It was the perfect way to spend your day together, never leaving each other’s side.

Walking down the streets of your neighborhood, holding hands with Aitana, taking in the beautiful day- all were some of your all time favorite things to do. It was perfect. When you arrived at the cafe, Aitana found a spot for the two of you to sit while you ordered for the both of you. You easily found your girlfriend after you had ordered your food. She was settled into your favorite table in the corner. It was perfectly private and tucked away but still enough of a view to watch the other patrons of the cafe. She had been sitting on her phone as she waited for you but immediately put it in her bag when she saw you joining her. You took note of the small gesture and how she always wanted to make the most of your time together. The Catalan greeted you with a bright smile, just as she always did. Your smile was one of your favorite things about her, it lit up your heart every time you saw it.

As you sat down with Aitana, she just looked at you for a while, silently, with love in her eyes. You were always catching her looking at you like this, she’d given up on hiding it now. The sound of the waitress bringing your food over seemed to break her from her trance. The two of you started eating in a content silence until your girlfriend spoke up, “how was work yesterday? I know I didn’t see you much because of the match last night.” You loved how she still wanted to check in even though you could never blame her for being busy. “Was that one girl still bothering you? Or did she get fired yet?” she looked at you hopefully with another smile on her face.

You giggled at her in response, shaking your head slightly. She always remembered all your complaints about your job and which of your coworkers was annoying you at the time. There was no reason for her to remember it, it wasn’t significant, but she always did. It no longer surprised you, Aitana was just like that. She was always interested in everything you did, even if it didn’t really affect her. “I don’t think I’d be lucky enough to have her get fired, amor. I just wish she’d back off and let me do my job. I’ve got this new project I’ve been looking into starting, I think it could be really cool,” you started to ramble on about your latest work ideas.

Aitana had no idea what you were talking about. She could always follow at first but the more you continued to spill all your ideas, the more she got lost. To her credit, you were quite scattered, not always making the most sense of all your thoughts. One of her biggest talents was not letting you realize how lost she got when you got into work mode. She continued to listen with admiration, her attention not faltering for a second. To her, it didn’t matter if she understood it. You were excited about it and that’s all she needed to enjoy listening to you. She tried her best, nodding and really working to connect all your random thoughts as you went on. At times she’d cut in with some questions, trying to clear up as much as she could so she could at least get the general idea of it all. It didn’t matter, she loved it no matter how little she understood.

Your lunch continued like this for the most part, Aitana would ask you about something, you’d get sent into a ramble, going on and on about it, while she did her best to follow. You appreciated being able to get your thoughts and ideas off your chest and she just loved listening to you talk about everything you were passionate about. It was perfect for both of you and exactly what each of you needed to help cope with the stress of your lives lately.

As you wrapped up your lunch date, she took your hand in hers and led you out of the cafe. Together, the pair of you ventured on a walk, ending at one of your favorite spots in Barcelona, a small park near your house. You sat down on a bench and just watched the people walking by. It was perfect. Aitana had wrapped her arm around your shoulders so you could lean your head against her shoulder. The two of you sat in a comfortable silence, just taking in each other’s presence and watching the world around you. You didn’t need ongoing conversation or action to keep the two of you happy. Being with each other was always enough, especially on days like this when you had the rare opportunity to slow down and just be. Aitana loved days like this when she wasn’t “Aitana Bonmati,” she was just yours. That was all she could ever want. She loved being yours.

You tilted your head, still on her shoulder, so you could look at your girlfriend. It was unbelievable to you how you had gotten lucky enough to be able to call her yours. You knew you could always count on her to still prioritize you when she knew you needed it, no matter how big of a footballer she became. The way the sun shined off your girlfriend’s brown eyes was like artwork to you. You were lost in her eyes when she turned to face you, catching you in your staring. All she could do was give you a soft smile, knowing she often did the same to you. “Should we head home,” she spoke softly, “so we are home before it gets too dark?” You just now noticed that the sun was starting to set. You gave her a nod before standing up and offering her your hand to help her up.

Aitana gladly took it and joined you. She didn’t let go of your hand the entire time you walked, swinging slightly as you took in the Barcelona scenery around you. Eventually you noticed how she shivered slightly. The air had cooled down since the sun had set and Aitana was definitely not built for the chilly weather. Wordlessly, you took off your hoodie and passed it to your girlfriend. She pushed your hand away slightly, not wanting to take it from you, “Amor, you keep it, I’m okay,” you knew she was lying, feeling bad that you’d be going without it. “You’ll get cold,” she tried to protest but you could see the shy smile as she spoke.

“Tana, we both know I handle cold much better than you do,” you laughed lightly as you teased her. Her eyes rolled, “just put the sweatshirt on, you’ll be more comfortable.” She had given you a small push as you teased her but still gave you a smile and nod. Briefly, you let go of her hand so she could put it on.

When she was comfortable (and warm) in your slightly-too-big hoodie, she grabbed your hand again, “Gracias, mi amor.” You loved how she often spoke to you as if it were still your first date and she was still shy about speaking to you.

You responded by bringing her hand up to your lips and leaving a soft kiss against her knuckles. “I couldn’t let my girlfriend go cold now could I, Tana?” She laughed softly, pressing a kiss to your cheek. The two of you were mostly silent while you finished your walk home. There was some brief conversation here and there but you mostly just enjoyed your time with each other. Neither of you wanted your day to end.

When you got home, you made dinner together, how long you had been out. Aitana had put on some music and the two of you bounced around the kitchen, chatting and dancing while you helped each other cook. As much as she loved her Barca teammates, Aitana loved to tell people that you were her perfect teammate. She liked to think of you as her “life teammate.” It’s not like she was wrong. Anyone who saw the two of you together saw how perfectly you meshed. It was times like this, doing something as simple as cooking together, where you saw how true it was. You were lost in conversation, her filling you in on some of the team’s latest endeavors. Neither of you ever had to break the conversation to talk about what you were doing as far as dinner went, you always just knew. That’s how everything was with Aitana. You both just knew.

The two of you finished dinner, and decided on a movie night before you had to go to bed and prepare for work the next day. It was the perfect way to wrap up your lazy day off together. Eventually, you both ended up ignoring the movie as you got lost in conversation yet again. She was lying stretched out across the couch while you laid on top of her with your head against her chest, happily chatting away. Hearing her heartbeat always put you at ease, always made any stress melt away.

When Aitana was giggling through her latest story, you lifted your head up to look into her eyes, just smiling at your girlfriend before leaning in for a kiss. As you pulled away, the two of you were both smiling wide. She pulled you back to her and gave you another quick peck, giggling again at how you chased her lips, hoping for more. You gave your girlfriend a playful pouty face which she responded to by peppering your entire face in little kisses, until you also started to giggle at her. You buried your face in her neck for a minute while you both laughed at each other.

Once the two of you calmed down, she cupped your face in her hands and finally pulled you in for a real kiss. You sighed into it, pleased to finally get what you wanted. Kissing Aitana was one of your favorite things. Her lips were soft, yet filled with conviction, always managing to express her love to you through her kisses. The two of you lazily made out on the couch while the movie played on in the background. Aitana gently ran her hands down your back, somehow bringing you even more comfort. You slowly pulled away and pushed a piece of hair back from her face.

As usual, your girlfriend was looking at you with admiration. “Thank you for today, Tana.” She looked at you with confusion, unsure of what you meant. “Today was just perfect. It was the perfect day off with you. I love when I get this much time with you, especially when we’re usually so busy.” You laid your head back on her chest. Her arms squeezed you tight, holding you close.

You could feel the vibrations in her chest as she hummed in agreement, “me too. I think we need to do this more often.” All you did was nod against her, and return the hug she was holding you in. “I love you, amor,” she started to ramble, “I love this and I love you and I can’t wait to do this with you forever.”

With a shy smile, you pulled away from her so you could look at your girlfriend's face. The two of you had talked about your future many times, and both knew you planned on getting married. Something about this time felt different though- the way she mentioned it so casually as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “I love you, mi Tana, always.” She smiled back at you and gently ran a hand through your hair. You placed your head back on her chest as she continued to softly massage your scalp.

The more you snuggled in, listening to your girlfriend’s heart, the more you were lulled to sleep, thinking of your perfect future with Aitana. It took awhile for Aitana to notice that you had fallen asleep on her. She was so lost in her own daydreams, thinking about your future wedding, your future family, she hadn’t even noticed how you had settled into her. Neither of you could imagine a life better than this. It was what you had both dreamed of. All she could do was snuggle in further and allow herself to drift to sleep, holding you tightly, both with soft smiles settling on your faces. You couldn’t have imagined a more perfect day together, just basking in each other’s presence.

The rest of the love language series:

Silent communications. M.Leon. Physical touch.

Let me spoil you. C.Coll x reader. Giving and receiving gifts.

Broken. P.Guijarro. Acts of service.

You know I love you. A.Putellas. Words of Affirmation

Masterlist

Feedback and requests are always welcome! :)

#aitana bonmati #barca femeni #barcelona femeni #woso imagines #fcb femini #woso one shot #woso #espwnt #espwnt x reader #sefutbol fem #aitana bonmati x reader #woso x reader #woso imagine #barca femeni x reader #woso fanfics #wosoreading24/7 #wosoreadingaitana

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mysunshinetemptress · 3 months

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ITS THE LITTLE THINGS

Aitana Bonmati x reader

Warnings: pure fluff

I hope this is good enough

Aitana Bonmati was the girl of your dreams, that’s what you told everyone when they asked. How could she not be, gorgeous, an incredible footballer and an even more amazing human it was clear to all your teammates that you were head over heels for the midfielder.

When you finally became confident enough to ask the older girl out, your teammates had quickly noticed the various things you did for her like greeting her with coffee every morning before practice, being the first to hand her a bottle of water during breaks or often moving off seats to allow the midfielder to sit down. Your teammates thought it was cute to start thinking it would end after the “honeymoon” phase, but to their surprise you didn’t stop and only seemed to ramp it up.

Tana sighed happily walking into the changing room to see flowers and a cup of coffee waiting for smiling to herself as she looked around the room for you only to catch Keira’s eye “she spoils me no.” Kiera laughed nodding “she does, she likes to it seems.” Aitana laughed “I tell her not to but she is very stubborn.” Keira rolled her eyes “that sounds like y/n alright.”

The media crew laughed as they watched you run from behind Aitana taking her boots in your hand “I can carry them Y/n.” You smiled happily “I know amor but please I want to.” Rolling her eyes she looked at the camera shaking her head before laughing as you looked at her adoringly.

Mapi let out a huff as she watched you pull Aitanas heavy bag from the bottom of the pile before dragging it beside yours “no problem mate I don’t need help with mine at all.” You turned apologetically at Mapi “sorry Map I…Tana she’s waiting.” Mapi cursed you out under her breath as she watched you run off to your girlfriend before she felt Ingrid pinch her side “stop it you, you used to do the same.” Mapi nodded “I know but, it’s like she’s still stuck in that honeymoon phase, it ends eventually she has to realise that.” Ingrid turned watch as you swated Aitians hand away from the luggage handle as the smaller girl rolled her eyes “I think it’s cute.” Mapi looked at Ingrid then back at you before cursing you out again.

Your teammates watched you on a particularly cold day as you raced over to your girlfriend who was stood with her hands under her arms trying to keep them warm, pull off your gloves and pulling them on to her hands as she argued that she was fine and didn’t need them only to be met with you ignoring her and pulling her hands under your arms keeping them warm “Y/n.” You turned looking at your captain “maybe stop hugging your girlfriend and making Mapi look bad and run the drill I just told you to.” You felt your cheeks heat up kissing Aitana on the head before running off to start the drill.

You where sat in the changing room shortly after beating PSG in the UWCL semi final gathering your stuff before moving to Tanas cubby and began getting her things in order “Y/n you know you don’t have to do everything for her Tana can take care of herself.” You nodded “I know I want to.” Lucy shook her head “yeah and make the rest of us look bad in the process.” You ignored the older Brit continuing to gather your girlfriend’s belongings.

The final straw for your teammates was when they had organised a team night with their significant others all being invited as plus ones, the team had all been sat by the window waiting for you both to arrive and you could feel the shift the minute everyone watched you race around to get the door for your girlfriend as every couple looked at each other before watching you interlace your hands with the shorter girl handing her her bag and walking into the restaurant, you didn’t seem to notice the glares being sent your way as you waved at them before releasing your girlfriends hand to pull out her chair before pushing it in and leaning in for a quick kiss before sitting beside her as your teammates looked on “what.” Frido’s husband Simon spoke up “what a way to make us all look bad y/n.” You felt your cheeks redden as you reached under the table for Tanas hand relaxing slightly as she interlocked her fingers with yours “what do you mean.” Simon laughed “I didn’t do any of that for Frido in fact I didn’t see any partners here do that you have just shown us all up if not sent us to the couches for the night.” You dropped your head slightly “I’m sorry.” Olga laughed from beside Alexia “don’t be sorry, I think it’s adorable that you’re still in your honeymoon phase, I think ours lasted a week” Aitana squeezed your hand “Ingrid keeps telling me to take notes so the only thing I ask is that you either tone it down or wrap it up.” You sighed “we aren’t in a honeymoon phase anymore I just want to be like this, is that not normal.” Simon laughed “yeah it is occasionally to do the things you do every now and then but, flowers once a week, I don’t know anyone else who does that.” Mapi looked at you curiously “why do you still do it then Y/n.” You turned looking at Aitana “All I ever wanted was someone like her.” You smiled happily as you stared into your girlfriends eyes a dopey look across your face “It’s my way of showing you how much I truly love you, that I would do anything, whether that be the smallest most mundane of tasks, I would do the littlest things just to show you even a fraction of my love for you.” Frido turned to Simon “you better be taking notes.” The team let out a groan “Thanks Y/n. Now a simply I love you isn’t enough.” You all let out a laugh as you looked at your girlfriend “I hope you know I love the little things.” You smiled kissing her hand gently “I know, that’s why I do them.”

#awfc #woso #woso fanfics #woso one shot #woso imagine #aitana bonmati x you #aitana bonmati #aitana bonmati x reader #aitana bonmati x y/n #barca femeni #barcelona femeni #fc barcelona

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repulsiveliquidation · 6 months

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Masterlist.

Requests are open. If there is a WIPs you'd like to offer ideas for, feel free!

I write for everyone down here, mainly Arsenal WFC and FC Barcelona Femeni.

Alexia Putellas

Aitana Bonmati

Ona Batlle

Lucy Bronze

Leila Ouahabi

Ingrid Engen

Maria Leon

Leah Williamson

Lotte Wubben-Moy

Georgia Stanway

Maya Le Tessier

Jessie Fleming

Alessia Russo

I do not write for Katie McCabe, Ella Toone, Lia Wälti, Laura Wienroither, The Tillies, and certain Spaniards. However, feel free to ask me anyway if you have a request!

key : fluff = 💛, angst = 🚨, smut = 🔞

WIPs

Writer x Reader

Jessie Fleming

You Drew Stars Around My Scars 🚨🔞

Thorn in my Side 🚨

Wake Up Call 🔞

Jill Roord

The White Suit 🔞

Oral Fixation 🔞

Say Yes to Heaven 🔞

Elevators 🔞

Leila Ouahabi

Eyes on Me 🔞

Group Project [The Orgy] 🔞

Want, Not Need. Pt. 1

Want, Not Need Pt. 2

Careful Planning

Two is Better than One

Aitana Bonmatí

Ecstasy 🔞

Hope, Coffee, and Poetry 🔞

earmuffs 🚨

fidgets 💛

pretty lights 💛

lather 💛

Lucy Bronze x Ona Batlle

Baby It’s Cold Outside 🔞

Alexia Putellas x Leah Williamson

Time Consuming 🔞

Time Difference 🔞

Alexia Putellas x María León

Twice the Pleasure 🔞

María León x Ingrid Engen

Crippled 🔞

Arsenal Women

Chosen Family 💛

Alexia Putellas

Scars 🚨

Broken 🚨

Claire De Lune 🚨

all the rain in the world. 🚨

Darlin' I'd Wait For You 💛

Paris 🔞

If I have to ask, I don't want it. 🚨

Fire and Ice 🔞

beige. 🔞

One Call Away 🔞

Bottom Ale 🔞

Betrayed 🔞

Show Me 🔞

Ona Batlle

without you 🚨

Too Dangerous 🔞

To Love Someone 🔞

The Best of Me 🔞

Backseat 🔞

Touchy Feely 🔞

don’t let them hear. 🔞

Angel in the House 💛

Royalty 💛

La Princesa 💛

She's going to be okay. 💛

I don't think you deserve gentle darling. 🔞

Touch me like nobody else does. 🔞

Leah Williamson

Guardian of My Heart 🚨

Sun to Me 🚨

Alone 🚨

good excuse 🔞

When I’m with you, there is no one else because I get heaven to myself. 💛

Cookies and Cuddles 🔞

baby bear 🔞

dreams 🔞

don't wander 💛

Kiss Me Before You Go 💛

Arsenal's Number 6 🔞

Blueberry Pancakes 💛

Fore! 💛

They could never be mad at you. 💛

Nightmares and Hot Chocolate 💛

Leah Williamson x Lucy Bronze

I've got you. 💛

Georgia Stanway x Leah Williamson

I don't need you. 💛

Maya Le Tessier

I'm not sick. You're delusional. 💛

Georgia Stanway

Lazy Saturdays and Scrambled Eggs 💛

#woso soccer #woso imagine #leah williamson #ona batlle #georgia stanway #maya le tissier #lucy bronze #mapi león #ingrid engen #alexia putellas #laia aleixandri #jill roord #leila ouahabi #lotte wubben moy #aitana bonmatí

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bellawoso · 2 months

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Delicate

Aitana Bonmati x fem!reader

kinda short, and a one time take on angst as i conclude i should stick to writing fluff 🤍🥲

With everything that had recently happened in Aitana’s life; the ballon d’or, champions league and the World Cup, you couldn’t blame her teammates and captain for wanting to try reduce the stress in her life.

Stress being relationships. Most players knew that if you were as popular as Aitana, balancing a relationship on top of all of the media and press you have to do, is not the best idea.

Even though Aitana is now 26, many of her teammates still view her as one of the children on the team, possibly due to her sweet and loving nature, but also her lack of relationships had left the midfielder a bit naive, many of her older teammates wanted to protect her in a way.

So when they heard about you, after Aitana let it slip she had a girlfriend, her teammates were quick to interrogate her about you.

They learnt that you were a paramedic, who had moved from London, but that at team bonding nights you had never crossed paths with her teammates as you had coincidentally had a sudden call, her teammates learnt these sudden calls happened quite a lot.

And although Aitana spoke about you with love and devotion, her teammates failed to notice this as they were blinded with the information suggesting you were added stress for Aitana, constantly leaving, and then coming back late during the night, sometimes you didn’t return at all and went back to your own apartment.

They didn’t realise that Aitana didn’t mind this, as the Spaniard herself was also usually not home once or twice a week for away matches.

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At the next team bonding night, Aitana asked everyone if she could bring you, the Spaniard mainly asked to be polite, but in her mind she couldn’t imagine any of her teammates saying no, she thought they would be excited to meet you as she often spoke now about how serious the two of yours relationship was.

However, the brunette was immediately met with awkward glances and half hearted, silly excuses of why it would be better for you to not come.

The ballon d’or winner was hurt, she noticed her teammate’s unjust dislike for you, which left her conflicted, this combined with her previous fatigued and stressed state, made her patience run thin.

Therefore when she returned home, and you excitedly asked her how her day was, she was quick to snap “fine” at you.

You immediately knew something was wrong with your usually very affectionate girlfriend, who had a habit of smothering you in kisses the moment she stepped through the door.

“Tana? Is everything okay, what happened?” You questioned her, whilst resting a hand on her arm, rubbing small comforting circles on her forearm with your thumb.

When Aitana suddenly shrugged your hand off and pushed past you whilst muttering “Just leave me alone, do not bother me anymore.” you knew that it was really upsetting her if she didn’t even want to talk to you about it.

You and the midfielder hadn’t had an argument yet, so this hurt you as you knew you hadn’t done anything to deserve Aitana’s cold demeanour, which should be used on whoever upset her.

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You didn’t see Aitana after that, she left the house without a goodbye when you got in the shower.

Until at around 5pm, you suddenly get a call to head to the bridge over the river where a car accident had taken place. Most of the paramedics in your area had been sent to a warehouse fire where many workers were injured, leaving not many to attend other scenes, hence why you and your partner, Carlos had been called in.

You were ready and at the station by 5:30, and quickly got in the drivers seat, with Carlos in the passenger seat, as you made your way there you ranted to him about Aitana’s rudeness, and he was quick to back you up, but also try ease your worries witch an explanation of the Spaniard just being stressed.

When you got to the car crash on the bridge, and saw the upside down car about to fall off the bridge, you quickly ran over and cut the man’s seatbelt, allowing Carlos to tug him out.

However as the car began to slip, you were unluckily unable to climb out of the car in time, leaving you in the car as it plummeted into the river.

You must have hit your head, knocking you unconscious, as soon your awake gasping for air at the side of the river, Carlos had been quick to jump in after you and pull you out of the water.

Blood tricked down the side of your head, as you reached up to touch it, a sharp pain came from the cut making you wince and look down at your hand to see blood coating your fingers.

Your breathing still hasn’t returned to normal, and it turned out Carlos had called another paramedic to take care of the man, as he supported you back to the ambulance on the road.

“You terrified me there Y/N, you were under there for 4 minutes, I thought I lost you” Carlos said, as he strapped you onto the bed in the back of the ambulance.

“I’m sorry” you could only whisper, your voice hoarse from your frantic breathing earlier.

“Don’t be sorry, it was no one’s fault, can I call her?”

Her being Aitana, and truthfully you didn’t want to go to hospital, you just wanted to go home and crawl into your girlfriends arms, but you couldn’t as yet again she had gone to another team bonding night that she promised you could go to, but instead never brought up again.

You were annoyed with her, you wanted to get to know her teammates, they were like a second family to her, and you wanted to be apart off your girlfriends personal life, not kept separate all of the time.

When you arrived at the hospital, they were quick to stitch up the cut above your eyebrow, and hooked you up to many machines measuring your heart rate and oxygen levels.

You told Carlos not to ring Aitana, her previous words of “Do not bother me” were still fresh in the back of your mind.

At first Carlos listened, but seeing how anxious and distressed you looked on the hospital bed, made him question your words, and secretly called the Spaniard.

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When Aitana arrived at team bonding, she had gone to sit down and enjoy the movie in peace, except the quiet didn’t relax her, instead it gave her time to think and reflect on the harsh things she said to you.

She knew she needed to apologise straight away, so she quickly excused herself to call you, as you should be still awake.

On her 4th attempt at ringing you, with no luck as it went straight to voicemail again, she was worried, even when in the job, you always answered your phone.

When she returned back to the living room to sit down, the team noticed her nervous state, with her leg bouncing up and down, while she twisted the rings covering her fingers.

“Aita? What’s wrong?” Alexia asked softly.

“Y/N, she’s not answering any of my calls, I was awful to her before I left, I just want to apologise, but now I’m worried about her.”

“Aita, is she really the right one for you? She is probably ignoring you out of spite! So that you leave us and go to her instead.” Alexia added.

“What are you talking about? She would never do that, I know my girlfriend, you’ve never even met her” Aitana glared at her captain.

“I don’t think we want to, with everything we’ve heard, she seems too stressful, always leaving for her work” Patri argued.

With a scowl, Aitana’s protective side shone through, an urge to defend you from the rude words of her teammates, who were completely misjudging you.

“No, that is only once every few weeks, I leave her more often for away games than she leaves me, and she helps me with my stress! Honestly, I don’t see why you all hate her, I thought you would like her after seeing everything she does for me-”

Aitana’s rant was cut off my her phone ringing, her eyes lit up with relief thinking it would be you ringing her back.

The worry was soon to return after seeing the caller id: Carlos.

She knew something was wrong if your partner who she had only met a few times was calling her.

As soon as he told her what had happened, Aitana’s breathing was quick to become irregular, worrying her surrounding teammates.

When she hung up the phone, she immediately asked Ingrid, the only person who hadn’t judged you, to take her to the hospital. Ingrid and Mapi had picked up Aitana, who would have normally asked you to drop her off, except she didn’t want to see your happy face at the time, whilst harbouring the knowledge that none of her teammates were as eager to meet you as you were to meet them.

“Hey, Aitana can you tell me what’s happened first?” Ingrid softly asked her.

“It’s Y/N, she was called to a car crash, but the car fell in the river with her still inside, and she was under for 4 minutes, she’s at the hospital now” Aitana said whilst rushing to the door.

Knowing this, and seeing Aitana’s reaction, the team suddenly realised just how much Aitana cared for you, and were quick to internally scold themselves for hating someone who made Aitana so happy.

Ingrid led Aitana to her car, with Alexia and Mapi rushing in too, insisting they wanted to meet you as soon as possible, much to Aitana’s disapproval, knowing you would likely be tired and want to go home.

When they arrived at the hospital, Aitana ran to the front desk, letting the nurse lead them to your room, but as soon as the brunette laid eyes on you, bile rose to her mouth.

You had fallen asleep, not knowing Aitana was coming, you were so pale and vulnerable, at seeing all of the wires and needles hooking you to the many machines monitoring you, Aitana panicked.

Alexia noticed this and led the midfielder to the seat next to your bed, however this was a bad choice as it gave Aitana a clear view of the large cut across the side of your head, she reached over to softly trace the cut, but was awoken from her daze as your eyes fluttered open, and winced upon feeling her fingers softly running over the cut.

“Amor? How are you feeling? I’m sorry I wasn’t here earlier” Aitana whispered softly, whilst running her fingers through your hair.

“Please don’t apologise love, it was no one’s fault.” You echoed Carlos’ words from earlier.

“If your feeling better, would you please come to our next movie night, bebe?” Aitana asked, which brought a smile to your face, which made Aitana’s heart swell but also ache at the same time, by seeing you so excited for her doing the minimum by letting you meet her friends.

“I would like that Tana, thankyou”

“Please don’t thank me, it’s the least I can do for you amor, I’m just so happy your okay, I was so worried”

“Hey Tana it’s okay honestly, your stressed and I understand that, the media expects a lot from you amor”

At this Aitana kisses your forehead and asks “can I tell the world of us?”

You smiled and nodded your head, happy that your relationship was now no longer a secret from the world.

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aitanabonmati

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the last few months with you have been amazing mi amor, i have treasured every second ❤️

tagged @yourusername

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@yourusername: not carlos photobombing us in the last photo 😭, love you baby ❤️

@alexiaputellas: guapaaa 🤍

@ingridengen: cutest couple!!

@user1: HARD LAUNCH?!

@user2: THEY ARE SO CUTE WTF

@user3: do they do double dates with Mapi and Ingrid? 🫠

#Spotify #barcelona femeni #barcelona femeni x reader #woso #woso community #woso fanfics #woso x reader #aitana bonmati #mapi leon #mapi león #ona batlle #alexia putellas #aitana bonmati x reader #ingrid engen #patri guijarro

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baddestbittyontheblock · 7 months

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aitana bonmatí fic recs

you are responsible for the content you consume‼️

✧*:·˚ hi everyone!! here is a list of all the fics that are my favs with tagged writers/authors ✧*:·˚

✧*:·˚ remember to like and reblog the works you enjoy in order to support each writer!! ✧*:·˚

✧*:·˚ however, make sure you read the information on each story themselves such as triggers & warnings ✧*:·˚

✧*:·˚ also, if you'd like me to remove your fic from this list, message me! ✧*:·˚

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❨✾❩ puppy by @alexiabae aitana bonmatí x fem!reader x ona batlle | fluff

-aitana's jaw clenched immediately when she noticed who was laying on the ground.

❨✾❩ MVP by ^ aitana bonmatí x fem!reader | fluff

-in which reader support her girlfriend in every match.

❨✾❩ there's a fine line between love and hate by @catmiemy aitana bonmatí x reader | enemies to lovers

-aitana and you had been predetermined to be best friends.

❨✾❩ sore loser by @outsideratheart aitana bonmatí x reader

-when the whistles blows you don’t know how to feel.

❨✾❩ reunited by ^ aitana bonmatí x reader

-aitana bonmati would always hold a special place in your heart.

❨✾❩ never forget the memories by @onlyhereforthestories aitana bonmatí x reader

-this time of year used to be your favourite.

❨✾❩ if we get caught I'm blaming you by @footygirl114 aitana bonmatí x reader

-meeting and falling in love with a professional football player was never in your cards you accepted an international internship in Barcelona.

❨✾❩ casa by ^ aitana bonmatí x reader

-“I’ll be right here by your side”

#woso x reader #woso #woso imagines #espwnt x reader #espwnt #aitana bonmati #aitana bonmati x reader #fc barcelona x reader #barca femeni #barcelona femeni #barca fc #fic recs

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samkerrworshipper · 6 months

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Who and What I write!

heyy guys came to my attention recently that i haven’t written a specific list of what i write so thoguht i’d give you all one!

Who I write for currently:

Leah Williamson

Lucy Bronze

Sam Kerr

Kristie Mewis

Katie Mccabe

Alexia Putellas

Aitana Bonmati

Magdalena Erikkson

Christen Press

Mapi Leon

Beth Mead

Ingrid Engen

Keira Walsh

Vivianne Miedema

Alessia Russo

Kim Little

USWNT

ESPWNT

Lionesses

Matilda’s

Arsenal

Chelsea

Man U & City

Barcelona women

My dos and donts

honestly i’m fairly open to writing most things but I thought i’d put out things that I out right refuse to write and things that I enjoy writing the most

Do’s

• anything woso pretty much

• fluff

• sickfics

• kinky smut

• serious mental health issues ex. eating disorders, suicide, self harm etc

• injury fics

• most kinks n fetishes

Don’ts.

• smut with any minors

• any kind of rape or non consensual sex with the intention of writing it as smut content

• anything that could be classed as racially motivated or prejudice against any religious or cultural groups

• incest in any form

• substantial age gaps (20+ yrs)

• stepcest

• anything to do with animals

• male player x reader

#woso #woso community

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maxsimagination · 4 months

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guidelines

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𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙞 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚

i will not write anything along the lines of:

- (physical) abuse

- rape, or any non consensual relationships

- male!reader

- smut for specific players

- teams x teen!reader

- anything for anyone under the age of 18, even if it’s fluff

please note, these are just things that i am not comfortable writing! other writers may have different boundaries, but these are mine.

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𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙞 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚

i am happy to write things along the lines of:

- fluff

- angst

- smut for most players (includes multiple players x reader)

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𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙞 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧

players that i am not comfortable with writing smut for will be marked with a *

- sam kerr

- caitlin foord

- steph catley

- hayley raso

- katrina gorry

- mackenzie arnold

- alanna kennedy

- kyra cooney-cross *

- ellie carpenter *

-charlotte grant *

- mary fowler *

- lucy bronze

- millie bright

- alessia russo *

- guro reiten

- katie mccabe

- ona batlle

- mapi leon

- leah williamson

- elisa de almeida

- patri guijarro

- ingrid engen *

- alexia putellas

- zecira musovic

- fridolina rolfo *

- claudia piña

- kiera walsh *

- irene paredes

- georgia stanway

- jessie fleming

- kim little *

- lauren hemp *

- aitana bonmati *

- beth england

- leila ouahabi

- teagan micah

- misa rodríguez

if you have any ideas for any players listed above, please feel free to send me an ask. i will try my best to get it done.

#woso #woso fanfics #woso community

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box-milk · 1 month

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☆°•°• Woso masterlist •°•☆

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Smut, angst, hurt/comfort , fluff

》Alexia Putellas

🔗Te quiero mamá

》Jenni Hermoso (Humour me)

》Aitana Bonmati

🔗 What did I do?

》 Maria león

🔗 I'm not looking for forgiveness

》 Lucy Bronze

🔗I can't make you love me

》 Ona Batlle

🔗My squishy

》 Ingrid Engen

🔗Mami

🔗Princesse

Alexia & jenni x reader

🧷 Just watch

🧷 Just watch part 2 <cooking>

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𝐔𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬~𝐀 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐭 𝟔

summary: Barça players and talented footballers. Souls meet and sparks fly. But there's always a twist when it comes to love isn't there?

pairing: Ferran Torres x Gonzalez!Reader

warnings: cursing, slight age gap, angst

previous part -> next part

It was El Clasico time. The best time to be a barça femini player. y/n was buzzing. It was always her first match and now that it was her first match as a first team player, she was even more excited.

"okay girls. you know what to do. just keep the 13 wins against Madrid going" the coach said, while all the girls cheered

The starting 11 started walking down the field, lining up for the barça anthem to be played. While y/n stood next to her teammates, she glanced towards the VIP section.

Her eyes slightly widened when she saw a bunch of the men's team there. One of them being Ferran. y/n swallowed the lump in her throat.

"why are some of the men's team players here?" y/n mumbled to Aitana that was standing next to her

"oh it's just like a tradition when playing against Real Madrid" Aitana said nonchalantly

y/n took a deep breath, feeling the nervousness take over her at the thought of them watching her.

She glanced one last time on them, her eye catching Ferran's for a split second. She bit the inside of her cheek, trying to cover up the smile on her face.

Kick off.

And it only took 10 minutes for Frido to score the first goal, assisted by y/n. y/n ran to Frido where she was celebrating, jumping on her back and hugging her neck

While the team was still celebrating, y/n looked at Ferran, who was smiling proudly while clapping for them. She felt herself blushing a bit but she loosened up and went back to her position.

After about 15 minutes, barça won a corner. Caroline Hansen was on the corner. She passed the ball in the air, a Madrid player clearing it off a bit. The ball was in the air, close to reaching y/n. Without hesitation, she jumped in the air and did a bicycle kick, with all her power.

She fell to the ground, hearing only the cheers which only meant that the ball was in the net. She got up immediately, running to the corner to celebrate her world class goal with her fans.

Her teammates jumped up on her, hugging her and praising her for that goal.

She couldn't help but look at where Ferran was sat at. He was standing, cheering and clapping his hands. This only made her more excited to continue the match and show him her talent.

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The match ended 3-0, with y/n also assisting Caroline's last goal. She was thrilled with her performance, and mostly for increasing her g/a this season.

The team started to walk down the tunnel and into the lockers, when y/n heard someone call her name.

She turned around and saw Ferran walking down from his seat. She smiled at him, feeling too much adrenaline in her blood to feel nervous at the moment

"what the hell was that! you were so good out there" he said, smiling widely.

He didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around her shorter body, lifting her up a bit, before putting her down.

"thank youu... I'm so happy with how we played" she said, her smile so wide that her cheeks were starting to hurt

"you should be. you'd win us the champions league if you played with us" he joked, making her laugh at his small note

"well I'll try to win it with my team" she shrugged, noticing how relaxed she felt around him

"can I have your jersey?" he asked, taking her back because of his request.

"oh um sure" she started taking of her jersey, thanking god she was wearing another shirt under.

"can I have an autograph too? I'm literally your biggest fan" he said in a high pitched voice, making her laugh at his mimicking

"get me a pen" she said, fixing her jersey to write on it.

Ferran walked to one of the fans, motioning for them to throw one of their pens.

He ran back to y/n, handing her the pen. She walked to one of the walls to write on the jersey. She signed it first, then thought of writing something else. She looked back and saw Ferran waiting for her.

She quickly wrote her number down and returned the pen before throwing the jersey at Ferran. He didn't look at it, but only waved at y/n who was already walking down the tunnel.

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"ayyy I didn't know you would do that" Fernando said, giving her a high five.

"i wasn't thinking straight and was too energetic after the match. I wouldn't have done it if it was just a normal day" she shrugged, biting the inside of her cheek to hide her smile

"you do like him don't you?" Fernando asked, a small smile on his face

y/n let out a sigh, thinking about what he said.

She did like Ferran. What she wasn't sure what her feelings really were. She didn't know if she just admires him as a player, or likes him for the sweet person he is.

"I don't know..." she mumbled, playing with her fingers to avoid eye contact

"you do" he said, nudging her shoulder with his.

"I just admired him so much before. But now after meeting him in real life, I know it's not just admiration, I just don't know if i like him or not" she let out a sigh, hiding her face in her hands.

"you just gotta give it some time. get to know him more and see where that leads to" Fernando said, putting his hand on her shoulder

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y/n was sitting on her couch, after showering when her training session ended, when she got notification from an unknown number.

She got suspicious, opening the message to see what it is.

Unknown

some football player put her number on the jersey she gave me. do you any idea who it might be?

She smiled instantly, realizing that it was Ferran. She replied to his message immediately.

Unknown

some football player put her number on the jerseys she gave me. do you any idea who it might be?

thought you would've sold this by now

I asked for the jersey. why would I sell it

mhm idk. maybe barca are too broke to give you your salary so u're looking for some money?

damn why are you roasting my team like that? 😭

She laughed at his message, typing back her response

it's funny that's all

how have you been doing?

She smiled at his caring personality, glad he tried to make a conversation with her

I've been really good actually. That match changed a lot for me

you know i wasn't asking about the team precosia

She felt the butterflies erupt in her stomach at his use of this pet name. He had said it a few times now, making her blush deeper each time. She even blushed more when he noticed that she was avoiding his question.

I'm fine. when I don't think abt it it's like it never happened

are you sure? now that I have ur number and u have mine, feel free to text me whenever you want if u want to talk

thank you Fer. that's really sweet of you

anytime y/n

She grinned from ear to ear, dropping her phone and burying her face in her hands. She wondered why Ferran was so interested in listening to her or even talking to her. But at this point, she didn't want to question it, but only enjoy it while it lasted.

Her phone dinged again with another notification.

new message from Ferran

She opened it immediately to see what he sent.

another movie night tonight?

She was internally screaming and freaking out. He was asking to hang out with her.

of course. what time will you be here?

how about at mine this time? I can come pick you up in a few hours

y/n wasn't expecting that, and couldn't deny she was a bit nervous about going to his house. But she wanted to keep the confidence and not take a step back

no problem. just text me when you're here

great! it's a date then

y/n's jaw dropped at his message. rereading it a few 100 times to make sure it was correct.

a date

he asked her out for a date

holy fucking shit

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