Fc Barcelona - Blog Posts
THIS PHOTO HAS SO MUCH POWER.
barça x psg is today and i'm definitely not okay
gavi's just a cute and innocent little kitten 😭
oh, gavi, you're so missed 💔
WAKE UP BITCHES, THERE'S A NEW PEDRI & GAVI INTERACTION
funny how a vardrid fan entered in a chat group of culers i'm in and thought we wouldn't find out she was just pretending to be a barça fan while she had another account on twitter for the rma team, lmao
they wearing suits hits different fr 🙊
DAMNNNN WHAT A MAN 🔥
fermín is sooooo fine 😭
i'm not crazy when i say that floki and joão felix are lookalike, i mean, LOOK AT THEM
this is a family picture fr fr
nah wtf 😭☠️
credits: 303GAVI on twitter.
i can't believe barça's first game against psg is happening this wednesday and the el clásico is next week.
april will be a hell of a month...
if pedri have another injury this year i don't think i will be able to not want to go to barcelona and punch every single doctor of barça's medical department
lmao people are liking my post calling gavi a hamster 😭
here's my honest reaction:
gavi was probably a hamster in another life fr
hey guys!
with twitter almost being banned in brazil, i probably will start to use my tumblr frequently because i'm already used to this social, so, if you like taylor swift, barça, pedri, gavi and etc, pls like this post so we can be mutuals 😿
Meetings and coffees - Alexia Putellas
Alexia Putellas x female reader
Summary: When life gives you a shot, take it. Especially with a hot blonde.
Warnings: Nothing!
Authors note: Sorry I haven’t been posting. I might post more soon!
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You sigh as you watch customer after customer walk into the coffee shop you work in. Just off the street of Barcelonas most popular hot spot, the Barcelona Training Center.
Every tourist loves to come and look at the training facility that housed many legends. But apparently everyone had gotten tired of it and came for coffee to go back and come again like one big life cycle.
You listen to one of your coworkers explain to a 40 year old woman that a grande isn’t a large and a venti isnt a small, but it all fades out and the world seems to go silent when the door opens and a blonde woman walks through the door.
Your jaw drops to the floor as you study her face, she is most likely the prettiest woman you have ever met. Or seen..
Her sharp features and blonde hair, her roots and little darker showing the blonde is fake, but it doesn’t matter.
Her eyes are big and studying everything around the room, until she meets yours.
You quickly shut your mouth and blush when you notice you were caught ogling her from behind the counter.
She gives you a soft smile and your knees buckle slightly.
“I sick of this shit.” Your coworker says as the 40 year old woman walks out angerly. Your coworker going to the back for a smoke break leaving you to assess the hot woman at the counter.
You wipe the sweat off of your palm and head to the register. She looks you in the eyes and that same smile is on her lips.
‘Hi what can I get for you?’ You ask, clearing your throat afterwards, not looking into her eyes, because if you do you might pass out.
‘What ever your favorite drink is’ you hear the woman say, the smirk evident in her accent filled voice.
You smile, trying to bite it back but failing. The sound of her voice was just as hot as her. You almost forget the task at hand.
‘Is an ice shaken espresso with milk and cold foam good?’ You recite your favorite order, your original since day one.
She nods and smiles at you again, you smile and once again try to bite it back, once again failing.
‘Do you mind telling me your name? I’m afraid I didn’t catch it.’ She says, tilting her head in curiosity.
You blink back inappropriate thoughts and answer her.
‘Y/n, and you..???’ You pick up her cup with a sharpie to write the name of her order, ignoring her sexy smile and gaze as best as you can.
‘Alexia’ she responds and you write it down. Smiling at her you get to work of her order, making it better than you ever have for yourself.
After the order is finished, you pick up a small napkin and write down your number and name, when life gives you a shot, take it.
You call out the name and watch as the blonde walks back up to the counter.
She smiles and grabs her drink and the napkin, the looks at you confused but then nods when she reads it, sending you a wink that makes your stomach flip and turn like Simone Biles.
‘I hope to see you around?’ Alexia whispers to you before heading out. Pulling her phone out and typing something, before walking down the sidewalk and out of view.
Smiling to yourself you pick you phone up from your pocket and read the text.
“This is the best coffee I have ever had. Might need to stop by more to get another one, or to see you. Both are sights worth seeing.”