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#olga carmona x y/n
queen-of-reptiles · 5 months
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𝚂𝙰𝙵𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚂
description: In which Olga Carmona's girlfriend bleeds red and white for Athletico, while Olga bleeds white and blue for Real. Both Madrid based, two lovers, two positions, two talents, two teams and one game.
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olga carmona x female reader
disclaimer: I am in no way saying Olga is gay or bi with this, remember it is all just fiction!
warnings: bad google translations as usual! a few rough words, angst and fluff!
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y/n tryna seduce the competition early??
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username1: HAHAHAH 😭
username2: They are so cute ! THE RINGS 😭💙💙
username3: I am so glad they have each other !!!!
username4: I think good for them that they are able to separate pitch rivalries from home life.
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username5: In a recent interview Olga was asked about it, and said that y/n was for the rest of her life, football wasn't and she wasn't going to risk the best thing that has ever happened to her because of her job!
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username4: OMG that is so cute! 🥺
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username6: relationship like this now!! 💳💳
olgacarmona7: Maybeeeee... is it working? ☺️
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y/n: yes 🫶
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lola_gallardo1: um??? 🤨🤨
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y/n got no shame she's hot as shit 👍👍
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olgacarmona7: te amo baby <3
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y/n: te amo!
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In all honesty the game wasn't going too bad, they had defended well, y/n seemed to be having the game of her life having made four fantastic saves and the rest easy ones.
They were ten minutes from half time, and still at 0-0 if they could make it to half time with a draw, they could regroup and try again to sneak the win after half time.
Then Sonia made the tackle, Olga going down in the box and the referee's whistle echoed as she pointed at the spot. Sonia almost cried as the red card was shown at her.
y/n began talking to the ref, calmly, not denying the penalty but trying to revoke the red card, but it didn't work, she was told to set herself in goal.
y/n shut her eyes for a moment, breathing in and out as everyone got into place. Opening them, y/n was faced with her love, Olga's face was masked, cold as she prepared.
The whistle blew, one, two, three steps, shot. y/n darted to the side, her body pushing as she jumped, the powerful shot blocked by her hand which only just pushed it past the post on away for a corner.
The stadium erupted as the Real players gaped in shock, a save like that, well, a few of them even clapped in shock. y/n was piled on by her team, the group dragging her to her feet as they shouted in shock.
y/n let out a breath, a groan of relief as they prepared for the corner. The kick was cleared easily and soon enough they were walking into the tunnel, still at 0-0.
Olga's hand brushed her lover's, the pinkie's linking momentarily as they walked away from each other and back to their locker rooms.
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username1: HOLY SHIT 😱😱😱
username2: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT SAVE? HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE? 😰😰😰
username3: y/n once again showing why she is Spain's no.1 goal keeper 🫠🫠
username4: I don't get that save??? How did she move so quick? How did she arch??
username5: LMAO the way some Real players clapped y/n's save was so funny, everyone was so impressed! 😂
username6: did anyone see Olga move to y/n as the halftime whistle blew?? CUTEEE 🥺
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The game was five minutes from time, and somehow the ten left on the pitch had been able to scrap a 1-1 draw currently, however, Olga's free kick on the edge of the box was yet to be taken.
The whistle blew and y/n watched the ball, her feet pushing as she jumped and pushed it over the goal, conceding a corner but once again making a fantastic save.
y/n was clapped on the back by her team as the corner was set and taken. y/n jumped gripping the ball as she fell to the ground, protecting it.
The crowd cheered again and y/n stood up, bouncing the ball twice before throwing it out, the whistle blowing seconds after. y/n fell to her knees in relief, the second half had been a lot of work for her.
With being a woman down, the Real team had not stopped or slowed, bringing wave after wave of attack which y/n was only just able to stop with her defenders.
"¡Bebé!" A voice called, Olga helping her girlfriend to her feet as she wrapped her arms around her.
y/n smiled into her girlfriend's hair, the smaller woman muttering praises as she pulled away and pouted her lips, wanting a kiss. y/n chuckled and ducked her her head, pecking Olga a few times.
The crowd cheered for their favourite couple who smiled as they pulled away, y/n wrapping an arm around her girlfriend's shoulders and Olga around her waist as they walked back to their teams.
"Esas salvadas fueron impresionantes, mi amor, hoy fuiste imparable." Olga tells her lover.
those saves were stunning my love, you were unstoppable today.
"Y aún así pudiste anotarme, siempre mi debilidad." y/n hummed, kissing her girlfriend's head.
and yet you were still able to score against me, always my weakness.
Olga smiled and pecked her girlfriend's lips once more, sighing happily as they moved to their separate teams, y/n being clapped on the back and handed the match ball.
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olgacarmona7 Ella es una guardiana segura 🩷
She's a keeper for sure
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username1: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA 😭😭
username2: They were so cute after the game! It is so clear how much they love each other!! 🥺🥺
username3: Man she was insane today, some of those saves!!!!
alexiaputellas: ¡El número uno de España! 😊😊
spain's number one
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y/n: capi! 😚
onabatlle: ¿No entiendo cómo se movía así? 🤨🤨
I don't get how she moved like that???
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olgacarmona7: Creo que es una bruja honestamente. 😉
i think she's a witch, honestly.
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username4: ahahahah
username5: She was fantastic omg! 😩
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username6: SHE was soooo gooood and I am glad she is getting the recognition she deserves!!
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username7: SAMEEEE 🥺🥺
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still not overly happy with this one i won’t lie but i CANNOT continue re-writing this lmaoooo
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sleekswosobession · 4 months
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the heart wants what it wants
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alexia putellas x fem!reader
request: here & here
A/N: tried a diff writing style in this one, i think i like it better.
TW: swearing? (idk if it’s considered but i see other people doing it)
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National camp, you hated it. Nearly everything about it sucked. Keyword, nearly. It means you got to see her. The captain of Spain, and the captain of Barcelona. You know it’s probably not a good idea to fall for your ‘enemy’ but how couldn’t you? Faded pink hair, absolutely drop dead gorgeous. Who wouldn’t love that.
It would be easier if you weren’t so devoted to your own club, Real Madrid. The biggest rival of Barcelona. But that can be put aside for the little bit that comes with National camp, even if friend groups are very much seperate.
You wait as the rooms get announced. For who knows what, you get paired with Alexia. Olga sends a sly smirk to which you immediately slap her on the arm.
“Don’t you dare say a word Carmona.” Is all you say before lugging your bags and taking a keycard, heading towards the shared room.
“The bed on the window alright for you?” She asks, you nod.
You miss the way that she’s slightly nervous, and blushing. Too focused on trying to keep your own feelings at bay.
After unpacking everything, you’re laying on the bed staring at the ceiling, daydreaming which soon turns to actual dreaming when you fall asleep.
You’re woken up by a soft voice telling you that dinner is ready and to go down to everyone. It’s Alexia, you blush again looking away. Nodding before getting your shit together and moving on.
You walk down splitting from Alexia and going to sit down at a table with Olga, Ivana and Athenea.
“Don’t give me that look Olga.” You sigh as she smirks.
“I will make you do laps.” You threaten.
“You would not! I saved you a plate, look here.” She slides a plate over which you accept in thanks before turning to small talk with the girls.
Something which somehow goes unknown to everyone at your table, Alexia is watching. Receiving teasing from her own friends.
“Alexia, just ask her out already. My God it’s getting annoying of you two just blushing and staring at each other all day.” Jenni says to her friend, while they may be exes there’s still a lot of respect.
“I don’t know Jenni, she wouldn’t feel the same. We are captains of rival teams!” The dark haired spaniard rolls her eyes.
“Alexia.” This time it’s Misa. “I’m on the same team as her so let me. She says she has a crush but only Olga knows of it. And apparently it’s someone from another team. That’s all I know, but I did see Olga smirk when your rooms were read and then Y/N hit her whispering something.” She shrugs.
“If that doesn’t scream, my best friend is roomed with her crush and now she’s hitting me for pointing it out behaviour. I don’t know what is. You have until the end of camp to do this or I will ask her out for you myself.” The goalkeepers outburst surprises Alexia but she nods anyways, thinking that maybe tonight she’ll tell you. Maybe.
After dinner, and all the players are sent back to their respective rooms or to play games in the common area. You find yourself wondering around the hotel. Thinking about upcoming games and literally everything in between that.
After an hour or so of exploring different areas, finding a gym, swimming pool and jacuzzi you make your way back to the room where Alexia is pacing around.
“Penny for your thoughts?” This seems to get her out of the trance and she immediately looks up, blushing lightly. Is that a blush? You wonder.
“Lo siento, it’s nothing.” Your eyebrows light up in surprise.
“Well, if you need anything I’m right here.” She nods slowly, as if considering her options.
“Actually, there is something I’ve been meaning to ask.” She looks down nervously at her hands, fidgeting with them.
“Go ahead.” You answer lightly with a small smile.
“I was wondering… maybe you’d wanna go on a date?” Your eyes open wide, this wasn’t what you expected at all.
“Uhh, y-yeah! Sure. Like… romantic right?” You stutter as she relaxes and nods.
“Yeah, like that. Maybe when we have time to explore, the day before the game? We can find a place.” You nod.
“That sounds amazing, it should be fun.” After the conversation ends, you immediately message Olga the news. Who is… screaming in text messages.
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Unable to keep a smile of your face for the next few days, it seems the team is doing alright given certain circumstances. Alexia does take you out on that date and it ends with a kiss that makes you feel like a high schooler experiencing their first love. Cheesy, but true nonetheless. The team hasn’t found out yet but the respective friend groups teased both you and Alexia relentlessly, which only resulted in blushing messes and stuttered words.
Sometimes, a little bit of encouragement and fate can work wonders.
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Just A Game | Olga Carmona x Reader
v short, but sweet based on this..
You quickly make your way down the stairs as you hear the front door open. You were fully prepared to take care of your girlfriend upon her arrival. You knew how hard she took loses, and on top of that the match had been brutal. Having opted to stay home instead of going to the match due to a headache, gave you plenty of time to prepare. “I’m home,” you hear Olga call out as you reach the bottom of the stairs.
“Hi baby,” you greet her with a warm smile. Arms snaking underneath her Real Madrid hoodie to rest against her skin. “How do you feel?”
“Everything hurts,” she mumbles, falling into your touch. “Can we have a rainy night?”
“Of course love. I already have everything setup.”
Rainy nights were your thing when one of you had a particularly hard day and needed the other more than usual. They started after you were homesick and told Olga you missed the rainy nights back home. The one who asked for a rainy night would get treated to whatever they want. While each of you had different needs and it was never the same, there were a few constants. It always started with a warm bath to calm both of you. 
You grab her training bag and toss it in the direction of the laundry. Her head hangs low as you guide her to the bath. It’s silent as you both settle in them warm water. Her back presses into your chest as you trail innocent touches along her skin. You knew by now that Olga would talk when she was ready, so you just let her find comfort in your arms until she turned, giving you a nod to let you know she was ready to get out. 
“I just want to lie down tonight. I just need you close,” she whispers.
Your shared bedroom was lit by candles. You help Olga slip into some shorts and her favorite hoodie of yours. You both make your way to your side of the bed and slide in. The rain machine she had got you fills the room with a sense of calm. Your palm pulls her into you, connecting your lips. “I love you,” you mumble against her lips.
The first smile she’s spared you since she walked through the door finally gracing her face. “I love you more.”
“Not possible,” you tease, nudging your nose against her cheek. 
A comfortable silence falls over you as you both just relish in the feeling of being with one another. “I played terribly,” she finally says.
“You were amazing, baby,” you’re quick to reassure her.
“I missed a tackle in the 34th, 58th, and 83rd.” You hated how she did this. She would remember every single mistake she made and replay them over in her head. “ I missed a header that could’ve equalized in stoppage.”
“Love, don’t do this to yourself.”
“If I didn’t we could’ve at least got away with one point.”
You shake your head, “It doesn’t all fall on you.”
“I didn’t help the way I needed to,” she continues on.
You run a hand through her hair and pull her impossibly closer to you, “It’s just a game,” you tell her knowing she hated to hear that. She would feel like you didn't take it seriously.
“Don’t,” she warns, pulling away.
“I’m sorry, I just don’t want you to beat yourself up over one game.” She nods, tucking her head in your chest. “It’s a rainy night. We are supposed to let everything go. Right?”
You feel her nod against your chest before she pulls away to look you in your eyes, “I love you (y/n), thank you. Everything is perfect with you,” she smiles, leaning in to kiss you.
“Ah there’s my favorite smile,” you tease as you can finally see her letting go and relaxing. “I love you too. Get some rest, love."
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