Alejandro Balde X Reader - Blog Posts

okay so i lowkey sound like a beg but please send me requests because i wanna write but i physically cannot come up w ideas! so if you could help out that would be really appreciated i love you guys!! 🤍

❦ - bound 2.

summary:: quiet night with your boyfriend.

warnings:: none!

writers note:: starting this off by saying don’t even ask why i’m posting sm recently i’ve been deadass been using this as a crashout prevention so i’ve been writing my mind off issues!! so that’s a bit tmi but yk.. anyways enjoy this! this is also really similar to the hector fic so ignore that!

tags:: @barcapix @n0vazsq @httpsdana @cherryloveshs ; lmk if u wanna be added!

The moonlight poured through the window of their small Barcelona apartment, its silvery glow casting long shadows on the walls. Alejandro lay sprawled on the couch, scrolling through his phone. His shirt clung to his chest, damp from the shower he’d taken minutes ago. You leaned against the kitchen counter, watching him, a smile tugging at your lips. Even in the stillness, he radiated energy, an effortless charm that made your chest feel too tight and your head too light.

‘You’re staring again,’ he teased without looking up, his voice low and smooth.

‘Can’t help it,’ you shot back, biting your bottom lip. ‘You’re kind of hard to look away from.’

Finally, Alejandro put his phone down and gave you his full attention. His brown eyes glimmered with amusement as they traced your figure, lingering on the oversized shirt you’d stolen from his closet. The sight of you, comfortable, completely at home in his space, made his heart ache in the best way.

‘Come here,’ he said, his voice soft now, almost a whisper. It wasn’t a request. It never really was.

You crossed the room, slow, like you were savoring the moment. When you reached him, he tugged you gently onto his lap. His hands found your waist, warm and familiar, like they belonged there. The world outside didn’t exist. It was just you, him, and the steady rhythm of your breathing.

‘You remember when we first met?’ he asked, his tone suddenly nostalgic. ‘I was such a mess.’

‘You weren’t a mess,’ you countered, running a hand through his damp hair. ‘You were just… figuring things out.’

He chuckled, leaning his forehead against yours. ‘You gave me a reason to figure it out. I was so lost back then, and then you showed up like…’ He paused, searching for the words. ‘Like a light, you know? Something steady. Something I could hold onto.’

Your throat tightened, his words sinking deep. You cupped his face in your hands, your thumb brushing over his cheekbone. ‘You don’t give yourself enough credit, Ale. You’ve always been this, this brilliant, magnetic, unstoppable thing. I just made sure you saw it.’

He pulled you closer, his lips brushing against yours, a kiss that was soft and slow, full of things neither of you needed to say. When you finally pulled back, his eyes burned into yours, raw and unguarded.

‘You’re my home,’ he murmured. ‘You know that, right?’

You nodded, unable to speak past the lump in your throat. The two of you stayed like that, wrapped up in each other, the city buzzing faintly outside. No matter what the world threw at you, you had this. You had him. And he had you. Bound together, unshakable.

i’m officially done w my current requests so please feel free to send more !! xx

ღ - WHO I WRITE FOR. 💕

okay so like the title is quite deceiving but also i wanna say like i will write for any footballers or f1 drivers (i love being a tifosi) anywho so i hope this helps when requesting bc i know some of you have been hesitant bc ydk who i write for!! 💓

ღ - WHO I WRITE FOR. 💕

okay so like the title is quite deceiving but also i wanna say like i will write for any footballers or f1 drivers (i love being a tifosi) anywho so i hope this helps when requesting bc i know some of you have been hesitant bc ydk who i write for!! 💓

❦ - lights camera golazo - PART 2

summary: media finds out about alejandros new relationship with the well known sports photographer - SOCIAL MEDIA ALTERNATE UNIVERSE!! 😍

warnings: nun ; atleast i don’t think there’s any 😭

writers note: lowkey didn’t know how to make this into a fic so a smau will have to do; @cherryloveshs you’re a crazy requester 😔

face claim: random girls from pinterest

part one

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barcauniversal: Photo from Fermin Lopez’s instagram of what fans assume to be Alejandro Balde with a mystery girl in Paris during this winter break

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user1: isn’t y/n in paris too? she took photos of him for social media?

user2: OMG YEAHH

user3: y’all are so delusional??

user4: nah you doing too much😭

user5: OMG??

lamineyamal: su primera novia 😂

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yourusername: visca barca 💙❤️

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user10: i wish 💔

user11: so you’re there for balde?

user12: i mean he’s in the likes??

user2: i’ve been sayin this for a while now

yourbestfriend: so you didn’t take me w you?? i see how it is

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yourusername: IM SORRY 😔

user13: didn’t know you were a culer

user14: what typa photo is that man you’re a photographer?? 😭😭

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alejandrobalde: paris ‘24 🤍

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user15: Y/N IN THE LIKES??

user16: well atleast we know who took the first 2 photos

user1: SO I WASNT DELUSIONAL

yourusername: bonita 😍

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user1: HELLOOOOO YALL WERE SAYING I WAS WRONG??

user17: oh!!

user18: oh balde better know how to fight istg

user19: MFS IGNORE THE Y/N STUFF BALDE LOOKS SO FINE BRO WHAT

_ferminlopez: creds for the last photo??

alejandrobalde: lo siento

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user20: balde took the photo?

yourusername: 😉😉

user20: ah

user21: look who’s finally on the other side of the camera

yourbestfriend: GUAPA

yourusername: 🪞

alejandrobalde: i think im a good photographer

yourusername: hmmm, i think i should stay as the photographer tho

alejandrobalde: if you say sooo!!

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yourusername: photo dump & hard launch if yall didn’t already know?? 🧘‍♀️

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alejandrobalde: yo te amo 🤍

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yourusername: y yo tambien, yo te amo mas. 🤍

user22: THEYRE SO CUTE

user3: oh 😮

user23: i love how all the doubters have been proved wrong

user24: barcauniveral really tried but failed

pablogavi: awhhh

yourbestfriend: my faves ❤️

LETS GO YOU LIKED MY IDEA FOR ONCE giving you another bc im cooking rn. MY HUSBAND. ALEJANDRO BALDIE. okay so basically he’s still a footballer and he has a photoshoot and the girl behind the camera (shy but talented photographer) is who he falls in love with duh. but the twist is the media discovers her and baldies coming of age relationship andddd they twist it SO if like to see that play out thanks

xoxo, i. 🐒

❦ - lights, camera, golazo - PART ONE

summary: it’s the shoot for the new barca kit, except balde finds love in the photographer

warnings: none!

writers note: ok issy, you’ve been cooking i guess?? also the twist is lowkey confusing so that’s being scrapped, you’ll be surprised tho!! i’m making this in multiple parts as well bc this is lowkey complex… also ignore how rushed this is at the end!

word count: 1.3k

The studio was quiet except from the light hum of lights and the soft rustle of fabric as she adjusted the new kits on the rack. She dusted her hands on her jeans, feeling the normal nerves she always got before a shoot. Today, it wasn’t just any shoot, it was one for Barca - and this sessions focus was on Alejandro Balde. His name alone sent her heart racing.

Alejandro stepped in after a few minutes, approaching her. ‘Hi,’ he said, ‘You must be the photographer for today, i’m Alejandro.’

She nodded quickly, fidgeting with her camera strap. ‘Yeah, I am. Nice to meet you.’

‘Nice to meet you too’ he replied. He sat his bag against the wall, glancing around the studio to try and get a feel of the space. ‘Looks great, where should I start?’

She hesitated, her fingers tightening on her grip on the camera. ‘Uhhh, over by the backdrop,’ she said softly, pointing. ‘We’ll start with some simple shots if that’s okay?’

‘Sounds good.’ he said with a small nod, moving to the spot she pointed at. His movements were laidback as she felt herself relaxing a bit. He stood patiently, waiting for her instructions, his hands laid loosely around his sides.

She lifted the camera, her voice barely a whisper. ‘Can you um, turn slightly to the left? And maybe look down a bit?’

Alejandro followed her directions without a question, his gaze focused. ‘Like this?’ he asked, looking up for a second to check.

She gave a quick nod. ‘Perfect.’ she murmured, snapping a few shots. The soft click of the shutter filled the silence.

‘You’re really good at this,’ he said after a moment, his tone genuine. ‘I guess it feels… easy.’

Her cheeks warmed, as she quickly ducked behind the camera. ‘Thank you.’ she mumbled, adjusting the lens to give herself a second. ‘You’re easy to work with.’

He chuckled softly, ‘I’m glad, I always feel a bit awkward in front of the camera.’

Her brows lifted in surprise, and before she could think, she said ‘And that’s why i’m always behind the camera.’

He smiled, ‘You’re making it easier, you’re calm even if you’re quiet.’

She felt her face heat up even more. ‘I’m just… focused,’ she said quickly, adjusting the camera again. ‘Let’s try a few more like this.’

‘Whatever you think works,’ he said, his voice steady but soft, as if he didn’t want to disturb her concentration.

As the shoot continued, she found herself stealing glances between shots, noticing the way alejandro seemed to settle into the moment, his quiet confidence settling her nerves. And with each quiet exchange, each smile shared, she felt herself falling.

By the time the session was halfway through, the nervous edge in the room had fully become something quieter and softer. She felt her heart skip whenever Alejandro caught her eye but she was starting to fine her rhythm again - giving quiet instructions.

‘You’re good at this’ Alejandro said again, during a brief pause. His voice gentle, as he watched her adjust her camera settings. ‘You barely say anything but you know what you want.’

She fumbled with the dial, the compliment catching her off guard, ‘Oh, uh I guess I just let the photos speak for itself’ she murmured.

Alejandro smiled faintly, ‘They will, I can tell.’ He glanced at the rack of kits nearby. ‘Do you want me to change into the next one?’

She nodded quickly. ‘Yes please, it’s the third kit, the green one.’

He crossed over to the rack, his moves unhurried. ‘So you’ve worked with a lot of players before?’ he asked as he grabbed the shirt.

‘A few,’ she replied, her voice soft. ‘Mostly smaller shoots. This is a bigger one for me.’

‘Well, it doesn’t feel like it.’ Alejandro said, pulling the new shirt over his head. ‘Feels like you’ve been doing this forever.’

She ducked her head, a small, shy smile tugging at her lips, ‘Thanks.’

When he returned to the backdrop, the bright kit fitting him perfectly, she couldn’t help but notice how the neon green complimented his features.

‘Ready when you are.’ Alejandro said softly.

She nodded, her hands steadying as she framed the shot. ‘Turn to your right.’ she murmured. ‘A little more… perfect.’

The shutter clicked for a second, the world seemed to shrink to just the two of them. The room seemed smaller, the air heavier, not in a bad way. In a way that made her feel like nothing else existed but the way he looked at her.

‘Are you always this focused when you shoot?’ Alejandro asked, his voice low.

She hesitated, her finger hovering over the shutter. ‘I mean, I guess so.’ she said softly. ‘It’s easier to stay in my head.’

He tilted his head, his expression thoughtful. ‘And what about outside your head?’

She blinked, lowering the camera, ‘What do you mean by that?’

‘I mean,’ he said gently, ‘sometimes it’s good to come out, to be in the moment.’

Her heart fluttered, and for a second she didn’t know how to respond. Instead, she nodded quickly and bought the camera back up. ‘Let’s uhm try one more shot’

‘Alright.’

Eventually, the shoot ended, and he left. The studio felt quieter without him as she packed up her gear. She was all set to go home until her phone buzzed. It was a dm from instagram.

‘hey, it’s ale, thanks for today, you were amazing’

She stared at the screen, unsure on how to respond and ended up replying with,

‘ofcourse!! you were amazing to work with’

She hit send and immediately felt her stomach twist with nerves. But before she could think; the dots indicating that he was typing appeared.

‘it was nice working with you, maybe we could get coffee sometime if you’re not busy?’

Her breath was caught. Coffee? With him? She bit her lip before replying with,

‘yeah, i’d like that’

His response was almost immediate:

‘great, how about tomorrow?’

Tomorrow?? Her head spun at the thought of the small time frame.

‘tomorrow works!!’

Her response short, to try and match his nonchalance.

‘perfect, i’ll text you the place and time, goodnight.’

She hearted the message and set her phone down, her heart racing.

They both met up in a downtown cafe near the training grounds and conjured up some small talk.

‘So,’ he said after a while, his eyes twinkling with curiosity, ‘How did you get into photography?’

She hesitated, surprised by the question. Most people didn’t ask. ‘Uhm, I guess I’ve always liked capturing moments,’ she said softly, her fingers tracing the edge of her mug. ‘It feels… safer, somehow. Being behind the camera instead of in front of it.’

Alejandro nodded, his expression thoughtful. ‘I get that,’ he said. ‘It’s kind of like football for me. When I’m on the pitch, everything else just… fades away.’

She glanced up at him, her shyness giving way to curiosity. ‘How did you get into football?’ she asked.

He smiled, leaning back in his chair. ‘My dad used to take me to matches when I was a kid. I’d sit in the stands, dreaming of playing on a big field someday. Eventually, I started kicking a ball around, and… well, here I am.’

The conversation flowed more easily after that, each question and answer pulling them closer together. By the time they finished their coffee, she felt like she’d known Alejandro for far longer than just a few hours.

When they finally stepped outside, the afternoon sun was beginning to dip, casting a soft golden glow over the city. Alejandro turned to her, his hands tucked into his jacket pockets.

‘Thanks for coming,’ he said, his voice warm. ‘I’m glad we did this.’

‘Me too,’ She said, her heart bursting with a quiet, unexpected happiness.

‘Maybe we could do it again sometime?’ he asked, his tone hopeful.

She hesitated for only a second before nodding. ‘I’d like that.’

Alejandro smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. ‘Good.’

That date lead to a ton after, making them official, but do they want to announce it to the public..?

ღ - m a s t e r l i s t

who i write for

alejandro balde

lights, camera, golazo - part one

lights, camera, golazo - part two

bound 2

pablo gavi

stadium lights, casablancan nights

ivy

a quiet kind of love.

valentines surprise.

yours to hold.

el mar, el sol y mi corazón.

love && war.

love && war 2.

jamal musiala

for better or for best

the alchemy

boyfriend headcannons

london days.

joao felix

girl dad head cannons

joao felix x non famous girl headcannons

joao felix x sassy girl headcannons

it’s still intact, right?

la rainha de cobham

hell n back

lottery

one wrong digit.

one wrong digit. part 2.

one wrong digit. part 3.

amore a milan.

is this a curse..?

yours for the day.

retail therapy… or not?

lost && found.

priorities.

delicate.

my girls curls.

hector fort

boyfriend headcannons

moonlight

my favourite player.

unexpected but never a problem.

jude bellingham

all eyes on us

kiss of life

madrid, maybe.

not enough for you.

kenan yildiz

i knew you were trouble

cut my hair

in your arms, always.

table for 2.

‘who’s jeans..?’

silent devotion.

first date dilemmas.

match made in turin.

the love of italia.

‘and we created you in pairs.’

hidden in plain sight.

guille fernandez

back to you.

sneaking around.

toni fernandez

playing for keeps.

marc bernal

the best kind of trip.

pau cubarsi

attached by the arms.

kieran tierney

moving on.

taa (trent)

headlines.

charles leclerc

maman et papa.