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buzzinrusso · 2 days
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PILLOW //Alexia putellas xpregnant reader
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REQUESTED BY: @virgeouse3896
Prompt:Alexia being protective and hating your favorite pregnancy pillow
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘭𝘴 𝘣𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 🫶🫶
Fluff
You and Alexia have always wanted children. From the moment you started dating in 2019 , you couldn't imagine a future with wife and kids with anyone other than Alexia, and Alexia, in return, made sure to prove to you that she also couldn't agree a life without you.
Your dreams of having a family with Alexia only intensified when she got down on one knee with a beautiful princess cut ring and an even more beautiful smile on her face
One year later, in November 2023, right before the world Cup, you fell pregnant . It was yours and Alexia's dreams of a family come true, you were both obviously over the moon with the discovery of your pregnancy,
sure, it had took you guys a while to tell both of your families, 20 weeks to be exact, but both sides were extremely happy for you. , Same with both of your friend groups and alexia's teammates.
After finding out that you are pregnant, Alexia has made it her personal mission to keep her eyes on you 24/7, that includes you going to all her games, except international ones where she made sure to face time you every moment she could, taking you with her for team bonding ,sometimes taking you with her to training and physio sessions.
That's why you were here right now, sitting in alexia's friends and families box with her mom and sister with your 7 month pregnant stomach uncomfortably sticking out.
Barcelona were playing against Chelsea and Barcelona were losing 0-1 , your could read your wife's frustration from where you were sitting, she, and the rest of the team,was very clearly irritated with the current score, especially after Alexia scored a goal that was not counted.
The match was nearing it's end, Barcelona were slowly but surely losing hope in scoring the last two minutes, the dear that they had lost quickly setting in for some players.
The final whistle blew and as the Chelsea player celebrated, the Barcelona girls were taking g a cool down lap, meanwhile Alexia was making her way to the barrier to get you down so you can go with her to the locker room.
You wife spotted you with her slightly teary eyes and sprinted into action to go and get you down. She had don't this multiple times, whether it was a Barcelona game or a Spain game.
She spoke some words to the security guy that then made his to you and took you to where Alexia was waiting for you by the tunnel.
The first thing she did when she saw you was pull you into a bone crushing hug as you murmured sweet nothings into her ear.
"How's our little girl? " Alexia asked with a soft face , she then meant down and kissed your bump slightly before going up and capturing her lips with yours I'm a passionate kiss.
"She's okay, what about you? Are you okay? " you asked with a worrisome tone.
"I'll be okay, I just need you and our little girl to be not disappointed of me"
"Alexia, I'll always be more than happy with you, your my wife, the mother of my child, the love of my life, of course I'll never be disappointed of you. " you replied
With that, Alexia attention quickly diverted back to your bump and then to the clearly heavy bag you were carrying.
"You shouldn't hold that! When we get home. E your going immediately to the couch or bed because you need to rest! " she dragged you to the locker room that was half empty as all the girls left, grabbed both of your stuff and dragged you to the car.
When you got hope, you sort of hobbled to the bed you and alexia shared and threw your self on.
Alexia took a quick shower and came out of the bathroom to start her daily talks with your daughter. Yes, the daughter that was in your stomach.
She strongly believes that if the baby can hear her, she can talk to her freely as she will memorize Alexia voice and won't be surprised by it when she is born.
"Hola, mí niña... " the next 20 minutes were spent like this with you chiming in every couple of minutes.
You would never admit it but you loved when Alexia did stuff like this.
Later, you turned off the light and went to hug your body sized slightly tilted pillow which felt like that most comfortable thing at the moment, which meant turning your back to Alexia.
Alexia hated that damn pillow.
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pinkflower2003 · 16 hours
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hii i was wondering if you could perhaps do a story on max x y/n. Y/n is a professional chef and sometimes she likes to live stream on instagram -LIKE FLORENCE PUGHS COOKING WITH FLO— in the the back the fans hear max screaming cus he’s on the sim or just playing games with his online team :)
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Racing Hearts and Risotto Dreams - Max Verstappen x Reader
Hi! Thank you so much for your submission!! So i've tried my best on this one - i'm honestly so bad at cooking so if this is wrong blame my food tech teacher - I hope this is okay!<3
Send in your submissions!
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Y/N stood in the bright, spacious kitchen, the stainless-steel countertops gleaming under the studio lights. A row of neatly organized spices and ingredients lined the shelves behind her, and the air was filled with the delicious aroma of a simmering sauce. The camera was positioned perfectly to capture her every move, and her followers eagerly awaited the start of her Instagram Live cooking session.
With a warm smile, Y/N adjusted the angle of her phone, making sure the view was perfect. “Hi, everyone!” she greeted her audience, her voice full of enthusiasm. “Welcome back to Cooking with Y/N! Today, we’re making a classic Italian dish—risotto alla Milanese. It’s one of my favorites and I can’t wait to share it with you!”
As she began to explain the steps, her hands moved deftly, demonstrating the precise technique required to achieve the perfect creamy texture. The comments started pouring in, fans asking questions and complimenting her on her skills. Y/N loved this interaction; it was like having a big, supportive family cheering her on.
However, in the background, there was another layer of noise. The unmistakable sound of engines roaring and tires screeching filled the air, along with occasional bursts of laughter and shouts. Y/N glanced over her shoulder, her smile widening as she spotted Max Verstappen, her boyfriend and current Formula 1 World Champion, fully immersed in his racing simulator.
Max was in the middle of an intense online race with his fellow drivers, Lando Norris and Charles Leclerc. The three of them were a formidable trio, known not just for their skills on the actual track but also for their hilarious and competitive online gaming sessions. Today was no exception.
“Max, you’re so loud!” Y/N called out, laughing softly. She turned back to the camera. “Sorry, everyone, Max is having one of his usual battles with Lando and Charles. I hope you don’t mind the background noise!”
The comments section exploded with excitement at the mention of Max and the other F1 drivers. Fans loved getting these little glimpses into their lives, the mix of professional dedication and everyday fun.
“Who’s winning?” a fan asked.
Y/N leaned towards the camera, pretending to whisper conspiratorially. “I think it’s a close call, but Max seems pretty determined today. Let’s hope he doesn’t crash into Lando again!”
As if on cue, Max’s voice boomed from the other room. “Lando, you can’t just cut across like that! What are you doing, mate?”
Y/N shook her head, chuckling. “See what I mean? It’s like this all the time. But let’s get back to our risotto. The key is to keep stirring and adding the broth gradually. You want it to be creamy but not too thick.”
She continued with her cooking demonstration, occasionally glancing over at Max’s direction. The sounds of their playful banter provided a lively backdrop to her session, making it all the more entertaining for her viewers. The combination of professional cooking tips and the casual, personal atmosphere made her streams unique.
“Y/N, ask Max who’s winning!” another comment popped up.
With an amused sigh, Y/N called out, “Max, the viewers want to know who’s winning right now!”
There was a moment of silence, then Max’s head peeked into the kitchen, his face lit up with a competitive grin. “Well, obviously me! Although Lando’s trying his best to sabotage me. Typical, right?”
Y/N rolled her eyes playfully. “Alright, back to my risotto. You boys play nice.”
Max gave her a wink before disappearing back to his racing rig. The interactions were spontaneous and natural, reflecting the comfortable dynamic they shared.
As Y/N added the final touches to the dish, stirring in a generous handful of grated Parmesan cheese, she talked her viewers through the final steps. “And there you have it, risotto alla Milanese! Perfect for a cosy dinner. I hope you all try this recipe at home.”
Just as she was about to sign off, a loud cheer erupted from the other room. “Yes! Winner!” Max’s triumphant shout echoed through the apartment, followed by groans from Lando and Charles.
“Looks like Max won,” Y/N said, shaking her head with a smile. “Again. Thank you all so much for joining me today. Don’t forget to tag me in your posts if you try the recipe. See you next time!”
She ended the live stream and began tidying up the kitchen, humming softly to herself. A few moments later, Max walked in, his hair slightly tousled from the headset, and a victorious gleam in his eyes.
“I won, did you hear schat?” he said, wrapping his arms around Y/N from behind and resting his chin on her shoulder.
“I did. Congrats, champ,” she replied, leaning into his embrace. “But I think my risotto might just be the real winner today.”
Max chuckled, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “It smells amazing. Can I have some?”
“Of course,” Y/N said, turning to face him. “I made plenty. And maybe you can join me on my next live stream as a guest chef?”
Max’s eyes twinkled with mischief. “As long as I don’t have to cook anything too complicated. I’m more of a taste-tester.”
“Deal,” Y/N laughed. “Now, let’s eat before it gets cold.”
They sat down at the kitchen island, enjoying the delicious meal and the comfortable, easy conversation. Despite their busy schedules and demanding careers, moments like these were precious. They were a perfect blend of passion and playfulness, support and competition.
They talked about Max’s latest race strategies, Y/N’s upcoming culinary projects, and plans for their next holiday together. The sounds of the virtual race still echoed faintly in the background, a reminder of the high-octane world they were both a part of. Yet, in this cozy kitchen, it was just the two of them, sharing a meal and making memories.
Later that evening, after the dishes were done and the kitchen was back in order, they settled on the couch, a comfortable silence enveloping them. Max scrolled through his phone, checking the highlights from their race, while Y/N flipped through a cookbook, jotting down ideas for her next live stream.
“Hey, Y/N,” Max said, breaking the silence. “You know, the fans really love it when you join my streams too. Maybe we should do a combined one sometime. Racing and cooking—what do you think?”
Y/N looked up, considering the idea. “That could be fun. You teach me some racing tips, and I’ll teach you some cooking tricks. Deal?”
“Deal,” Max agreed, leaning in for a kiss. “You’ve got yourself a co-host.”
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nyoomfruits · 12 hours
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finally kicking off this challenge with fave title!!! planning to do one of these every week until i've completed them all :)
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chronically bitchless but still wifed up by leafmeal0ne (landoscar, 8k, rated t)
Lando wasn’t above throwing his weight around in order to get what he wanted, at least in some circumstances. And he wanted to meet Oscar Piastri. In general, he wanted to go to a MotoGP weekend and probably could have either bought tickets and waited around there like a normal person or asked one of his actual sort-of friends in the paddock to hang out in their garage, but the more specific desire was to meet Oscar Piastri. 
listen am i a little biased for this one because i was the one who goaded leaf into using this title when she came up with it? yes. but i still think about this title every time i have to think up one of my own titles for a fic its just THAT GOOD. also it captures the fun romcomy spirit of the fic PERFECTLY.
speaking of the fic this is one of my favorites of ALL TIME. motogp!oscar. all the wag content. THE JEAN JACKET. it's perfect. just perfect. pls read this if you haven't already
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jazzyinspace · 1 year
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"I'm happy, happy to be here." 🔻
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i-really-like-phrogs · 8 months
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Caricature based on one of my friends.
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mazojo · 10 months
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Oh worm
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toytulini · 3 months
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dont get mad at me this is a subjective opinion but like. like i enjoy stardew a lot and this is by no means a criticism, more of like. just a Wish.
I want a game very similar to stardew valley in terms of play and "difficulty" but animated/artstyle like, botw.
#toy txt post#if anyone gets on my ass about this i will turn reblogs off so fast im just wishing and this isnt even hating on the artstyle of stardew#more. wishing i could further customize the house and grow crops in botw or totk#you can do more house customization in totk but its still not enough also my house in totk is like. maxmimum number of buildings#which i cant remember? but its that many of just fish ponds stacked on top of each other in a spiral and then every blood moon i get that#many free easy sanke carp#anyway the point is i really loke both games and i dont hate the artstyle of stardew. but its not like my favorite?#also sorry for making this post more disclaimers than opinion at this point i just really want to get it across that i Like Stardew Valley#and i likw the artstyle and this is not like a call to action on the dev or a demand or anything it is me daydreaming about a game that#doesnt exist. also if i had the controls i have in botw maybe i wouldnt be getting mugged in the mines so much#also im a fake gamer so i dont know all the right terms but i know there are like Other Games that have like the exploration vibe and#probably the ability to customize a house and give gifts to ppl and shit however all the ones im thinking of.........#to be clear here when i say art like botw i dont just mean like oh expensive 3d rendering and all that shit. like a little but like#CRUCIALLY. NOT AIMING FOR REALISM. it (DAYDREAM GAME MADE UP) needs to be stylized bc#listen i was being nice w the sv i dont hate the stardew valley style. im not going to be nice here: i fucking despise games trying to look#like real life and real life ppl every single one ive ever seen is uncanny valley to me EVEN DESPITE the many advancements they have made.#i recognize theyve made a lot of advancements. and i recognize this is also a subjective opinion i hold. but i just think all the ones ive#ever seen are so fucking ugly stop trying to capture the realism just lean into some stylization please im begging youuu#the worst part is there are games whos premise i would probably find interesting? but theyre so fucking ugly im not spending over $40 on#that shit ESPECIALLY if it has the audacity to be first person pov#i can maybe be tricked into it in this regard if its heavily ocean centric. i can be bribed with ocean
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caracello · 1 year
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this line is so fucking 💢💢💢💢💢. i bet you get so mad when restaurants don't have veterans discounts.
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eggbagelz · 2 years
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hey what are your wolverine comic recs? i read saudade on your recommendation and LOVED IT, got anymore like that? (i've read a lot of wolvie comics but basically just spots here and there, so dw about reccing something i've probably read but i'd love some of the more obscure stuff like saudade and worst there is)
YOUVE COME TO THE RIGHT PLACE!!
Wolverine/Hulk 2002 is a glorious, surreal and fun little miniseries involving a little girl, the hulk, and Logan being. Well. Logan.
Wolverine: Netsuke explores the concept of loss as Logan deals with mariko's death. It's highly surreal and can be difficult to follow at times bc of the shifting narrative but it's sweet as hell if you can get thru it
Wolverine: Killing explores Logan's relationship with his lack of control
Wolverine: inner fury is a comic illustrated by the BRILLIANT bill sienkiewicz and follows a batshit little body horror plot as Logan searches for the cure to a virus that gives him insane adamantium spikes across his body
If you haven't already read the wolverine solo comics from 1982 or wolverine 2003 [issues 1-6 and issue 12] i HIGHLY suggest reading them bc theyre fantastic
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jokerownsmysoul · 2 years
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“Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. [...] You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. [...] It definitely makes me believe in something.”
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“Your name like a song I sing to myself, your name like a box where I keep my love, your name like a nest in the tree of love, your name like a boat in the sea of love.”
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Arthur.
1. via toddphillips on Instagram 2. Eisha Tandon, from A poem for a moment with you 3. unknown 4. May Swenson, Symmetrical Companion 5. from the Joker script 6. via @.nearlywrites on Tumblr 7. C.T. Salazar, Headless John The Baptist Hitchhiking 8 & 10. Richard Siken, Saying Your Names 9. Jodi Picoult, Handle with care 11. Tennessee Williams, The vine
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teafrtwo · 2 years
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thank you for your sixgrainsofgravelposting i made a post abt them and clicked the tag out of curiosity (if anyone else had tagged posts with their whole name) and im glad someone else noticed that theyre just… wrong. and/or lying. echo appreciation gang
a fellow echo appreciator!! user of good taste, i see… may i direct you to pictures of the past, my in-progress mostly-headcanon series of short stories each centering one echo? it's halfway done at the moment, though with downpour i may have chapter 2s and/or bonus stories in the works :)
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svnfl0wer · 1 year
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ep 8 of reborn rich…
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tathrin · 1 year
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🤡 For the emoji fanfic writer asks!
From this ask meme.
I answered this here, but I see no reason why I can't answer it again, so: here is a snippet from an AU where Sintas Vel died when Ailyn was only six, and now Fett is stuck trying to figure out wtf to do with a small child. (Spoiler: he is terrible at it.)
Ailyn looked up at him again and asked, “What's the ship's name?”
Behind the opaque visor of his helmet, Fett blinked. “What?” he said.
“The ship.” Ailyn patted the bulkhead beside her with her small brown hand. “What's its name?”
“Nothing,” Fett said. Having learned that Ailyn was at times a literal creature—an admirable trait, and one that more creatures in the galaxy could stand to evince more often—he quickly added in clarification, “It doesn't have one.”
Ailyn frowned at him, her small face crinkling in disappointment. “Everything has to have a name,” she told her, her voice dripping with imperious wisdom.
Fett shrugged helplessly. The ship had an identity transponder, of course (technically it had three, although the two false transponders he could toggle between were highly illegal and, more relevantly, not entirely reliable; they were best used in out-of-the-way places with outdated tech or on quick jobs where no one was likely to bother taking a closer look at the data on their scanners). That was a string of letters and numbers one hundred and forty-two characters long that he had committed to memory so far back in his childhood that he couldn't actually remember when he'd learned them. He could have told Ailyn that, but he knew she was asking for something else.
“The ship needs a name,” she repeated insistently.
Fett cast about wildly for a suitable response. He now regretted being so quick to avoid letting her mistakenly believe that the ship's name was "Nothing." At least that would have been a name. When he had been Ailyn's age, his father had simply called it “the ship.” As in, “wait in the ship, Boba” or “we'll follow them in the ship, Boba” or “get back to the ship, Boba!” There hadn't been a need for anything more specific. For the rare situation when another vehicle was involved in their lives, that was easily clarified by saying something like “the swoop” or “the speeder” or “the Sienar BR-21” instead. The ship was simply the ship.
Ailyn stared at him, her dark eyes full of silent and unshakable demand.
“Ship One,” Fett finally said.
Ailyn raised both her eyebrows. “That's its name?” she asked, in a voice that made it clear that the appropriate answer to her question was “No.”
“Yes,” said Fett.
Ailyn shook her head despairingly. She looked down at the stuffed toy sitting on the bench beside her. “Baba isn't allowed to name things anymore,” she whispered to the toy.
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it’s stuff like this post and this post that makes me want to write k.yojuro bc he’s just!! such a good egg and brings my little heart so much joy when i think about him :’ )) but i dunno we’ll see! it’s just a thought bc we’ve had some very lovely kyo portrayals and it maybe shouldn’t matter? but i’m not sure if i’d have anything to add that hasn’t been explored before.
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We've gotten, like, three different reviews on Matters Of Will And Testament that include "oh wow you nail their dynamic so well" as a talking point, and on one hand: thanks! We've had brain rot on this sibling dynamic for months and are so glad to finally be writing and releasing it!
On the other hand: this really feels like a winning by default kind of situation, because we're the only person doing anything with their dynamic on AO3 who isn't writing incest fic.
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