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This is my list of all the works in the Baby Bears Verse so far. Back to Woso-Masterlist.

Of Baby Bears and Golden Retrievers

This is planned as a 20+ chapters slow-burn story between Leah and shy! reader. I am gonna start publishing when I have the first five chapters finished. If a chapter is ticked it means it's finished. If it's just listed it means I have the outline written.

Chapter 1: Through the doors

Chapter 2: The silence between us [✔]

Chapter 3: Tea and Baby Bears [✔]

Chapter 4: Blue Shadows [✔]

Chapter 5: On the sidelines [✔]

Chapter 6: Warm up [✔]

Chapter 7: Tea time again

Chapter 8: Cracks in the armour

Chapter 9: The evidence

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Option for stompi universe.

Biological dad makes a reappearance. He is a dick. And Lucy lashes out protective over her family and he says words that cut Lucy. Stompi just wants her mama and Ona mentions adoption for the first time.

Hey dear anon, I just finished and published this.Its called 'Roots and Branches'. You can find it here.

I really hope you'll like it.🙈

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Roots and Branches

Lucy Bronze × Ona Batlle × Child!Reader

Summary: a beautiful day out turns into a drama when your biological father turns up. Both you and your Mami get scared. But Mama protects her girls. Always.

Warnings: Derogatory Language. Implied Homophobia. Deadbeat dad mention.

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The café terrace was bustling with families enjoying the warm Barcelona afternoon. Ona had chosen it because you could scribble happily on the paper placemats while she and Lucy shared coffee and quiet conversation. It was a perfect Sunday. Ordinary. Safe. You had been here dozens of times before and you loved it. It was a good way to finish a nice day outside with your Mama's, get some yummy chocolate cake and draw an awesome dinosaur tea-party.

Until a voice shattered it.

“Ona.”

Ona stiffened before she even turned, the sound of her name like ice down her spine. Lucy followed her gaze and felt her stomach drop. A man stood there. Dark eyes, familiar jawline. He was older than the photos Ona had shown her, but still recognizable. Your biological father. And next to him, a much younger woman with sunglasses perched on her head, glancing around with a smile that faltered under the tension. You looked up for a second but didn't recognize him, how would you? You hadn't seen this man since you were around a year old. He didn't exist in your world. Your world was Mami, Mama and your aunts at Barcelona. Especially Aunt Ale, who was your godmother and favorite babysitter.

“Pablo.” Ona said flatly and Lucy’s pulse spiked. She instinctively shifted her chair closer to you, who was still coloring, oblivious to what was going on. “I didn’t expect to see you here.” Ona continued, voice careful.

“Neither did I.” Pablo said smoothly, though the smirk tugging at his mouth felt deliberate. His gaze flicked to the little girl at the table, then back at Ona. “But… What a coincidence. That must be Y/N. She's gotten so big. But she looks like me.”

Lucy almost scoffs. You didn't look like him. You looked like a mini Ona. The same hair and eye color, the same cheeky smile. You were just adorable in her eyes.

You finally looked up, blinking at the stranger again, but you really didn't recognize him. Then you glanced at Lucy and wriggled closer to her side. “Mama?” You whispered confused and scared about who this stranger was. “Who's that?”

Lucy’s heart clenched. She dropped a hand to your curls. “It’s okay, Stompi. I’ve got you.”

The word Mama landed like a blow. Pablo’s expression darkened. “So that’s what you’ve taught her?” he sneered and glared at Ona. “Calling this—” he gestured sharply at Lucy “—Mama? That's not okay. I told you I didn't want my child to be raised near all those faggots. And now you went and chose to be one too?”

“Watch your mouth.” Lucy snapped before she could stop herself. Ona's scared eyes and your little hands clinging to her for comfort were just too much for her to keep her calm. She couldn't do it. She needed to keep you two safe.

Pablo raised his brows, almost amused. “What, I’m not allowed to speak the truth? You’re not her mother. You’re playing house with a child that isn’t yours. Pretending and sinning. Sleeping with another woman.”

“I’m not pretending.” Lucy shot back, heat rising in her chest. She got up and put you in Ona's lap before positioning herself between the guy and her girls. She'd do anything to keep them safe. Her little family. “I’m raising her.”

Pablo laughed, a short, cutting sound. “You? You think buying her toys and tucking her in makes you a parent? You think standing here for a few years erases the fact that I’m her father?”

“You walked away when she was a baby.” Ona interjected shakily, her voice quiet. It was obvious she was scared of him but tried to be strong. Lucy immediately felt herself become even more protective. This man wouldn't hurt her girl. She listens as Ona continues.. “Don’t you dare come back and act like—”

“I had my reasons.” Pablo interrupted, dismissive, “and I don’t owe anyone an explanation. She’s my daughter.” His eyes cut back to Lucy, cold and cruel. “And you’ll never be anything more than her babysitter with benefits.”

Lucy’s vision blurred red. She found herself towering over him, fists clenched. “Don’t you dare diminish what I’ve done for her. I’ve been here for every birthday, every doctor’s visit, every night she cried and needed comfort. Where the hell were you?”

“I didn’t see you in the delivery room.” Pablo fired back. “Didn’t see you when she took her first steps. You’re just the woman sleeping with her mother. That doesn’t make you a parent.”

Suddenly your little voice wavered, frightened by the raised tones. “Mama?”

Lucy’s rage cracked, replaced by protectiveness so fierce it made her throat ache. She crouched, gathering you into her arms while resting her other hand on Ona's back to hold.jer close as well. “I’m here. I’m right here. You don’t have to be scared. Mami and I are here. I'll keep you and Mami safe always and forever.”

Pablo’s face twisted. “See? Confusing the poor girl. She doesn’t even know who her real parents are because of you.”

“That’s enough.” Ona hissed, stepping between him and the table, her body rigid with fury. Seeing how upset you were clearly triggered some kind of momma bear instincts inside of her. “You forfeited the right to call yourself her father when you disappeared. Don’t come back now and try to tear down the person who’s given her the love you never bothered to. Lucy is her mama. She's been there for every second of her life since the moment she met her. She hasn't missed one important thing. She's been there for all illnesses and even flew back from a training camp two days early to be here when our little one had to get her appendix removed.”

His girlfriend tugged on his arm, whispering urgently. He glared at Lucy one last time, eyes full of venom. “You’ll never be her real parent. Remember that.” Then he let himself be pulled away, muttering under his breath.

The café’s chatter swelled back around them, but the terrace felt suffocating. Lucy sank into her chair, trembling, You pressed against her chest with little arms wrapped tight around her neck as Ona still stood there shaking before sitting down next to Lucy and clinging to the two of you.

“I just want my mami and mama.” You whispered, your small voice shaking with confusion and fear. Lucy closed her eyes, pressing a kiss to your curls. “I’m here, kiddo. Always. And Mami is here too. Don't worry.” Ona nods and kisses your nose. “Mama and I love you so much. You're our baby. Just pure to love and care for.”

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Back home, hours later, the anger hadn’t faded. Lucy sat on the sofa in silence, head in her hands. Ona watched her, torn between fury and worry. Finally, Lucy broke the quiet. “He’s right.” Her voice cracked. “I’m not her real parent. I’ve just been pretending. Pretending I belong in this family.”

Ona crossed the room in three strides and dropped to her knees in front of her. “No,” she said fiercely. “Don’t you ever believe that.” She grabbed Lucy’s hands, squeezing tight. “He left, Lucy. He left when she needed him most. And you… you stayed. You’ve been there every day, for almost three years. That’s not pretending. That’s love. That’s being her parent.”

Lucy’s lip trembled. “But what if she grows up and sees it differently? What if she—”

“She won’t.” Ona cut in, softer now, eyes wet. “Because she knows who her mama is. She made that choice the moment she could speak. And she’s never stopped.” Lucy swallowed, tears spilling. Ona hesitated, then took a shaky breath. “Maybe it’s time we make it official. Adoption.”

Lucy froze, lifting her head slowly.

“Ona…”

“She’s yours as much as she’s mine.” Ona whispered. “She deserves that security. *You* deserve it too. Let’s give it to her… besides if something were to happen it would ensure she stays with you and not goes to that man. She's our baby. Ours. DNA doesn't matter.”

Lucy’s breath broke on a sob as she pulled Ona into a desperate hug.

From the bedroom, a small voice called out, “Mama are you crying?”

Lucy went, wiping her face quickly. She knelt by your bed, taking the tiny hand you offered sleepy. “I’m here, little one. Always. I’m not going anywhere.”

You sighed, already drifting back to sleep, your grip tightening on Lucy’s fingers. In the end both Lucy and Ona decided to take you to the big bed for the night where you slept tightly cuddled into them with your dinosaur plushies.

And for the first time since Pablo appeared earlier that afternoon, Lucy finally believed she belonged. This moment was hers… she had Ona, the woman she loved more than anything and anyone she loved before. Even thinking about the Spaniard made her smile. Ona was just amazing and she could never put into words how much she loved her.

And through Ona she had you. Her first baby. Even if she wasn't your biological Mother you had so much from her. You loved Legos and puzzles, you loved ice baths, you twirled your baby hairs like she did. You cut your pancakes the same way she did or you wouldn't eat them… and seeing you sleeping she noticed it again. You even clung to warmth in your sleep like she did. No matter what DNA said, you were her baby.

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i just wanted to say a massive massive thank you for your niamh x less x reader it was so so good!’

Aww thank you anon. I am super glad you liked it. It was my first time writing for a throuple so also a pretty fun experience to write it too.

I am really happy you told me you liked it, comments like this make writing online fun for me.💞🙈

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i know you’ve already written for niamh and alessia but would you ever write a poly kinda fic? where its reader x alessia x niamh? and there’s a bit of jealous between alessia and niamh? reader is a midfielder and she’s being torn between signing for chelsea and arsenal?

Hey anon, it's out now. I hope you like it.

You can find it here.

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I woke up before my alarm today and was like I can use the time to outline a story a sweet anon asked me to write. (Alexia×Kid/Teen!Reader)

I ended up making myself cry with just the outline and now I have blotchy eyes when I go into work...

It'll probably be called La Reina y La Princessa or just La Princessa. It'll be a few weeks before it comes out because I am pretty busy currently, but you can look forward to it.

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This is my list of all the Ona Batlle works so far. Back to Woso-Masterlist.

Smut:

My girl {Lucy × Ona} ~coming soon

Link to the Stompiverse Series (Lucy×Ona×Kid)

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This is my list of all the Alessia Russo × Reader works so far. Back to Woso-Masterlist.

Neutral Grounds {×Niamh Charles×Reader}

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Neutral Grounds

Alessia Russo × Niamh Charles × Reader

Summary: Both your girlfriends want you on their team. What are you supposed to do?

Warnings: none?

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This was requested by an anon. I hope you like it.

Your contract was down to its final week, and the decision weighed heavier every day. For three years you had played for the London City Lionesses, first on loan from Man United before they sold you. You never really liked the club. But it had led you to Alessia and Niamh, both of whom also were based in London.

Nobody knew the two had been dating for a while. Nobody knew that you had joined the relationship two years ago. They were the ones you loved. And now your contract was up, rumours swirled in the media, teammates asked nonstop, and at home… Well, at home it was even worse. Because your two girlfriends had turned into full-time recruiters.

Niamh slipped Chelsea blue into every outfit she wore around you, her sly grin giving her away whenever she made a little comment.

“You’d light up Stamford Bridge, babe. I can already see it.” and

“You and me, bombing down the wing? Unstoppable.”

Alessia was no less relentless, though her style was softer, more persuasive. She was gentler about it, but that was just her.

“Arsenal’s the right fit for you, I just know it,” she’d whisper when she had you curled up in her lap. Her hands were playing with your hair to keep you calm and relaxed.

“Picture us scoring together at the Emirates. The crowd roaring. Us celebrating. Wouldn’t that feel perfect?”

The truth was, it would feel perfect. Both of them painted dreams you could see yourself in, and that was exactly the problem, you couldn’t choose. Choosing one meant letting the other down, and that was the last thing you could bear. You knew if you chose Chelsea Alessia would be upset, even she wouldn't tell you. She'd feel like you've chosen Niamh over her… and if you chose Arsenal? Well Niamh would definitely tell you she was upset. She wasn't good with keeping her emotions in check.

So, one quiet evening, the three of you tangled together on the couch, you finally took a deep breath and said. “I’ve made my decision.” Both their heads whipped towards you instantly, eyes wide, hopeful, terrified.

“I’m signing for… Manchester City.”

Silence. Then, in perfect unison both girls almost scream. “City?!”

You couldn’t stop the nervous laugh bubbling out. “I couldn’t choose between you without breaking my own heart. So I chose neither. I chose the third option. Somewhere that isn’t red or blue. Alessia or Niamh.”

For a long second, they both just stared. Then Alessia collapsed into laughter, burying her face in your shoulder. Niamh shook her head, though the smile tugging at her lips betrayed her. Alessia pulled you closer and Niamh immediately moved closer to the two of you as well. Your legs were all entangled as you laid there.

“You’re actually unbelievable.” Niamh said, but she kissed your cheek anyway.

“She’s brilliant.” Alessia countered, lifting her head to press a quick kiss to your lips. “She found the only way to keep both of us happy.”

Relief washed over you and you looked between the two girls you loved so much with wide eyes. Hopeful that they were okay with your decision and wouldn't make you regret it. “So… you’re okay with it?”

“Of course.” Niamh murmured, curling into your side, arms slipping around Alessia's waist to pull both of you closer to her. She was just possessive sometimes. “I just want you both to be happy. If City’s what you want, then I’m proud of you.” She sealed the words with a lingering kiss at your temple.

Alessia who was still curled into your other side, sliding her arms around you too. “Exactly. I don’t care what colour kit you wear, as long as I still get to come home to you and Niamh. I love you two too much to lose you to something so silly.” She kissed your forehead, then your cheek, then finally your lips again, soft, tender, full of love. Niamh immediately buffed and kissed you gently and then Alessia. Like she wanted to claim you for her as well.

Your chest tightened as you hugged them both close, pulling them fully into your lap until the three of you were a messy tangle of limbs and laughter. They showered you with kisses, cheeks, jaw, neck, lips, until you were giggling helplessly, your heart swelling so full it felt like it might burst. It felt so good. Your girls are finally not fighting anymore about which team you should join. Just happy to hold you and each other. The stupid rivalry buried till the next London Derby… you still were scared from the last where the two hadn't spoken for three days and you had broken down begging them to leave it on the pitch. You could just hope this next season would be easier on the three of you.

“Sky blue never looked so good.” Niamh whispered against your ear, smiling.

“Doesn’t matter what colour.” Alessia added softly, brushing her lips over yours once more. “You’ll always be ours.”

And as you sat there, cocooned in their warmth, kissed breathless and held impossibly close, you knew it didn’t matter what the headlines said tomorrow. You’d made your choice and no matter where you played, love had already given you your biggest win.

“But don't go and score against us.” Niamh said grinning and nudged your side lovingly. You giggled not taking her seriously. Alessia grinned and said. “Just score against Chelsea. I'd be so proud to say my girlfriend scored against Chelsea.”

Niamh immediately huffed and pouted till Alessia kissed the pouty lips and you leaned back into her.

“We'll give it our all if we play against each other but once the game is over that's where the rivalry stays.” You mumbled quietly. “Promise?”

The two girls nod immediately and murmured sweet promises to each other and to you. You all were just so happy. To have each other and be able to love each other.

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Songbird

Leah Williamson × Westend!Reader

Summary: Leah's girlfriend is a green witch in a wicked production on Westend. Leah always tries to spoil her little songbird.

Warnings: mention of sex

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The applause was still echoing faintly through the Apollo Victoria Theatre as you finally stepped offstage, green makeup streaked in the corners of your eyes and your wig slightly askew from the intensity of the last few songs. Your legs were tired, your throat sore, but the rush of performing never faded. You were 25 and had landed your first big role in Elphaba. You loved every single second of it.

“Someone is backstage for you Y/N.” someone called, and you navigated through the narrow corridors, hoping for a quiet moment to breathe. But there, waiting just past the props and costume racks, was a familiar bouquet of flowers in someone’s hands.

Leah Williamson. Your girlfriend. Your Blondie. God how you had missed her the last few days while she was busy. You didn't even know she would come tonight. But there she stood, smiling and holding your favorite flowers.

Her posture was a little stiff, but her wide smile was unmistakable. Your first thought was: how did she even get here? Then you remembered, you had agreed to a meet-and-greet request. You blinked behind the remnants of stage makeup. But then your entire face lit up. She was here. Your Leah was here.

Leah also was in awe. She had seen you perform hundreds of times. Not just on stage but also the privacy of either or your bedrooms. The shower or the car and she loved your voice. More than she'd like to admit. But seeing you on a stage being so stared at and so appreciated by hundreds, while knowing you're all hers… it made her feel good. Powerful. Like she had somehow managed to catch the most beautiful songbird all for herself. She'd never make you stop performing, it was your passion after all. But it was so special to just have you in the bedroom and hear the sounds you made while she brought you to the brink of exhaustion.

Before you knew it you were in her arms, the green paint smudged a bit on her face but you didn't care. You just wanted to hold your girl and you wanted to hold her. She didn't seem to mind either. Leah's warm hands gently sprawled out over your hip possessively. “I missed you.” You mumbled quietly as you rested against her.

She nodded quietly. “Missed you too, my love.” You go to kiss her but pull back just in time and whine. “I need to get the makeup off first.” Then you hold onto her hand as you lead her to your room backstage. You drop the dress and wig. Now starting to rub your arms with wet towels to get the green off. Leah smiled softly as she watched. You knew it must look funny to her. Her girlfriend was in just her underwear with weirdly braided hair and covered in green paint.

But she didn't laugh. Instead she started to help you clean up. First your lips and neck so she could kiss you gently. You held still while she did that and then eagerly kissed her back. You had missed her so much. Her smell, her soft lips. Just everything. You had been so desperate to cuddle up in her arms at night again.

You make quick and work of the green paint till you're a normal color again. A bit paler than usual and dark circles under your eyes. Which makes Leah tut disapprovingly. “Did you not get enough sleep while I was gone?”

Her tone alone was enough to make you blush and for that queasy feeling to settle into your stomach. She was just so soft and gentle with you while also still giving off the vibe of strong captain and untouchable. It made you feel so fluttery and warm. So you nodded a bit. “Sorry Leah. I covered some extra shifts at the diner to make some more money…” of course her eyes narrowed at that. She hated that you, as the lead of a musical, didn't make enough to go by in a city like London. And she hated that you didn't let her take care of it for you… she had more than enough money and she'd love nothing more than you being her sweet girl. Just doing your shows and the household. No other worries in your pretty little head. Those had been her exact words during your first fight… but you didn't want that. You didn't want to feel like a golddigger. So she grudgingly had to respect that. Not that she was happy about it though.

Just like you had expected Leah didn't look pleased and once the last smudge of green was off of your skin, she picked you up and sat down on the couch with you on her arms, sitting on her lap. You sighed but were happy it was warm and felt so sacred. Just a moment of you two holding on to each other after weeks apart. Leah felt so safe and warm. She always felt warm.

“You really should just move in with me, Birdie. I'd take such good care of you.” Leah mumbled into your hair and stroked over your hair gently. Your head was tucked into her neck and your eyes were closed as you basked in the affection.

“I am okay Lee. I don't want you to take care of me… I am a big girl.” Your voice felt small and weak, especially compared to your earlier singing. Leah snorted a bit and gently pat your back. “Such a big girl. You don't need me to hold you so you don't have nightmares? You don't need me to make you dinner and get you tea.” You pouted a bit, you both knew Leah spoiled the shit out of you. She treated you like a princess and often claimed you were her most precious thing.

“You're mean.” You mumble but don't move your face from her neck. Leah chuckled and gently nudged you in the side. “I am just telling the truth, precious. You're my spoiled princess. Nothing to be ashamed about. I just love you so much that I love taking care of you.” You sighed again but Leah hummed and spoke before you. “Let's go home. I want you in my arms tonight, where you belong. All warm and cozy snuggled up. You're so precious when you just lay there completely calm in my arms.”

So you let her… she took you ‘home’ which meant her apartment. The apartment that she insisted was home to you both. She made dinner, something nice and simple, while you showered to make sure you were all degreenified from the theater paint… and then finally you were allowed to snuggle up in her arms, in her bed.

“You were so good tonight. You hit all your notes and you looked amazing on that stage. I am so proud of you.” Leah mumbled while playing with your hair. “You're so good. I can't wait till the whole world knows and I can tell everyone my girl will win a Tony one day.” Immediately you laughed and shook your head. “You're overreacting. I am good but not Tony good.”

Leah just shrugged and kissed you again. “Doesn't matter. You're good enough. Now… let's revisit that topic of you moving in with me.”

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The first chapter is out now

I was supposed to sleep two hours ago instead I got so into writing a story that I am now planning a 20+ slow burn story between Leah Williamson × shy!reader...

Would anyone even want to read this?

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I just saw some of your teen reader fics and they’re good. I need more teen reader lioness fics😩 leah or lucy and teen reader focus please! Where reader has her first camp with the lionesses and she’s shy and an introvert but slowly after some time she gets extroverted and energised with everyone but leah (and the other players in awfc) knows reader as they play for arsenal and they witness her get shy and take the mick please? Also a close up on bronzey and reader thanks

It's out now. You can find it here

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Stompi universe idea maybe a summer vacation story or Disney trip

Hey anon, I just posted it. I hope you like it. It's called Stompi's magical day. And you can find it here.

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Hi! i love your work! would you write something for chloe kelly, maybe something at the euros, but its your choice.

Hey anon, it's out now. It's called 'Golden Goals and Quiet Glances'

I really hope you'll like it

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The first chapter will be out on the 21st!!!

Hope you're all excited, cause I definitely am.

I was supposed to sleep two hours ago instead I got so into writing a story that I am now planning a 20+ slow burn story between Leah Williamson × shy!reader...

Would anyone even want to read this?

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Quick life update:

I am caught up on all requests apart from the one Alexia × teen!reader, but I want to make that one into a multi-chaptered story....

I finished Chapter 4 on that Leah Williamson × shy!reader story. I hope I can start publishing mid next week. (Once I finish chapter 5) So far I am really happy with how it's going.

Also...

I am traveling to London this weekend. I'm super excited about it, cause tbh I haven't been in England since Pre-Covid. I don't know what I want to tour yet. (I did all the normal tourist stuff last time I went) Maybe I'll go to Emirates Stadium to buy a shirt and maybe do the tour. Does anyone know if it's worth the money? Also if anyone has recommendations please tell me.🙈

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lucy bronze smut plz and thank you <3

It's out now hope you like it.