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Hi! I love you’re writing so much! I was wondering if there’s a timeline for the Ha I win sunny series wip? I’m really excited for the teams reactions 💗

sorry it has taken me so long to answer, ive had the worst writers block for way too long. I'm hoping (no promises) to post Busted, which is also a part of the Sunny x Kyra series asap and then I will try to post Ha I win sometime after that.

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your christmas fic idea is so good and i love ur writing! can i please request a part two to waldosia with the song please be home for christmas where r comes back to see leah around christmas and they make up?

thank you so much for the great idea. i hope you enoy!

please come home for christmas

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please be home for christmas Leah Williamson x reader

summary - you come back to leah for christmas part two to waldosia and part of my christmas event

It was Christmas Eve, and Leah Williamson sat alone in her quiet apartment, the only sound the faint hum of the city outside. The streets were decorated with twinkling lights, but to Leah, the holiday spirit felt distant. A year had passed since you'd left, but your absence still lingered like a heavy weight on her chest. It wasn't just the holidays that were hard, though. It was everything. Your absence. Your silence. The phone calls she would never receive.

Her teammates, her friends, had tried their best to cheer her up. Everyone had been supportive, but nothing could fill the emptiness. Not even the team's recent victories or the celebrations that came after. No amount of success could replace the one thing Leah truly needed: you.

The Christmas tree in the corner of her living room stood tall, but it was bare. She hadn't bothered to decorate. It felt wrong to celebrate without you. Every ornament, every string of lights, felt like it belonged to a time that was lost.

Some people would call Leah pathetic, while others would call her heartbroken.

Her world had been broken into a million little pieces the day she woke up with the letter one the kitchen counter. The one saying you were leaving to make things right.

She should've seen it coming, with the way you were acting distant and had stopped coming to her games. But she didn't and when she figured it out it was too late and you were already gone.

Maybe she should've given up on trying to get you back and moved on. But she couldn't.

You were a drug and she was the addict.

after the last phone call, she probably should've known you weren't ever coming back, but deep down she still had hope that you would.

Leah didn't feel the holiday cheer that normally came on Christmas day. She had spent the afternoon with her family at her parents' house for Christmas dinner, trying her best to smile and engage in conversations, but her mind kept drifting to you. It was a year since you left, and not a single moment had passed where Leah hadn't wondered where you were, what you were doing, or if you were thinking of her.

The dinner had been warm, full of laughter and the smell of her mum's cooking filling the house just as it had every year before, but Leah couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness in her chest. It was supposed to be a time for celebration, but all she wanted was to be with you, to hear your laugh again, to feel your presence in her arms.

Everyone had moved into the living room, Christmas music playing as presents were being exchanged.

When the sound of the doorbell rang throughout the house, Leah paid no attention. Until her mum shook her shoulders, pulling her out of a trance she didn't even realise she was in.

"I think that's for you."

Leah looked up, confused. Why was someone here, at her parents house at this hour on Christmas, to see her?

Maybe it was a teammate or an old neighbour dropping by.

But when she walked to the door and opened it, it felt like all the air was sucked from her lungs and the noise from the room behind her faded into a dull hum.

There, standing on the doorstep in the soft glow of the Christmas lights, was you. Your hair darker than she remembered and your eyes wide and a little unsure as you bit your lip, a habit you tended to do when nervous, but there was a softness to your gaze that made her heart stop.

For a moment, neither of you spoke. Leah just stood there, frozen, staring at you as if afraid you might vanish if she blinked.

"Y/n?" Leah whispered, her voice shaking, barely believing what she was seeing. "What... what are you doing here?"

You stood still, worried that if you moved something terrible would happen just like you'd imagined. "I couldn't stay away any longer, Le. I was stupid to think I could move on without you. I just needed to come back. For Christmas, and for us."

Leah felt her knees go weak. The past year of confusion, loneliness, and heartache crashed over her like a wave, but this time, it was relief. You were here. You were back.

Leah stood there, mouth agape as she took in every single detail, a single tear slipping down her cheek. "But… why? Why now?"

"Because I never stopped loving you, Leah," you replied softly, your voice steady but filled with emotion. "I tried to move on, tried to convince myself I was better off without you, but I was wrong. And I'm so sorry for leaving. I hope you can forgive me."

Leah shook her head, unable to fully comprehend that this was happening. "You don't have to apologize," she murmured, reaching out to take your hand as if checking to see if she wasn't hallucinating. "I'm just so glad you're here."

Behind her, she could hear the voices of her family, still chatting and laughing, oblivious to what was happening at the door. But none of that mattered now. All that mattered was you.

Leah stepped aside, opening the door wider. "Come in, please. We can figure everything out, but I can't... I can't do this without you."

As you stepped inside, Leah's mum walked over, her smile warm and knowing. "Well, I'm glad you decided to come back, we all missed you at the dinner table earlier." she said, her eyes twinkling with a mix of understanding and joy. "We have plenty of food left if you're hungry."

You nodded, a shy but genuine smile crossing your face as you accepted Leah's mum's offer.

The night continued as if nothing had changed, but to Leah, everything had shifted. Everything felt more complete with you there. Her mum's laughter and her dad's jokes —everything felt more real now that you were back.

Leah couldn't stop glancing at you. Every time your eyes met, her heart swelled, and she was reminded of the love that had never truly faded. You had left because you thought you weren't good enough for her, that you were dragging her down. But here you were, standing in front of her again, proving that sometimes the hardest thing to do is to come back.

Eventually the room emptied and just you and Leah were left together. Sitting in silence as you watched the fireplace.

"Thanks for coming home." Leah whispers, breaking the silence.

"I shouldn't have left in the first place, I'm sorry." Your voice cracks and Leah pulls you into her, holding you tight.

"All that matters is that your home now, and everything is ok."

At that moment, the soft sounds of Christmas music in the background grew louder, and as if on cue, the familiar tune of "Please Come Home for Christmas" filled the air.

Please come home for Christmas If not for Christmas, by New Year's night

Leah almost laughed at how appropriate the lyrics were, but didn't say anything. Just listening to the music happy to finally have you back.

So won't you tell me you'll never more roam Christmas and New Year's will find you home There will be no more sorrow, no grief and pain And I'll be happy, happy once again

And for the first time in a long while, Leah felt like everything was going to be okay.

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Who I write for:

(ive gotten a lot of questions from people asking who i write for so heres the list) -> I've probably forgotten some players, so for players not listed here, if you request them I might still write for them.

masterlist

AUSWNT Kyra Cooney-Cross | Steph Catley | Caitlin Foord | Sam Kerr | Mackenzie Arnold | Teagan Micah | Charli Grant | Hayley Raso | Mary Fowler | Alanna Kennedy | Ellie Carpenter | | Emily Van Egmond | Katrina Gorry

ENGWNT Beth Mead | Grace Clinton | Alessia Russo | Leah Williamson | Chloe Kelly | Alex Greenwood | Lauren Hemp | Aggie Beever-Jones | Lauren James | Jess Carter | Millie Bright | Lucy Bronze | Keira Walsh | Niamh Charles

SWEWNT Stina Blackstenius | Magda Eriksson | Fridolina Rolfö | Johanna Rytting Kaneryd | Zecira Musovic | Nathalie Bjorn

ESPWNT Alexia Putellas | Aitana Bonmatí | Jenni Hermoso | Ona Batlle | Olga Carmona | Irene Paredes | Laia Codina | Mapi Leon

USWNT Alex Morgan | Kristie Mewis | Rose Lavelle | Emily Sonnet | Emily Fox | Lindsey Horan | Catarina Macario | Trinity Rodman | Sophia Smith | Mallory Swanson

Others Guro Reiten | Erin Cuthbert | Frida Maanum | Katie McCabe | Kerstin Casperij | Lena Oberdorf | Victoria Pelova | Vivienna Miedema | Jill Roord | Ingrid Engen

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christmas fic event

an to make up for me not having posted anything in ages, I've decided to do a small event for the christmas season.

how it works: requests will be open for you to request a player (options will be below) with a christmas song and prompt relating to that song.

schedule: from now until december 27th (and I will try to answer as many requests as i can in that time, but no promises)

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players who i write for can be found -> here -> also requests can be related to previous fics and series i have already written which can be found on my masterlist

also sunny x kyra fic coming out today

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first goal with arsenal || first goal with matildas

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I'm so excited for them, their both gonna be the best mums!

the way me and my friend were literally talking about how cute a kewis kid would be just last week and now this!!!!

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HELLOO OMG?!??!?!!!!!

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oh you cuties 😭❤️

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kyra x quokka - you literally cannot tell me she is not the human version of a quokka

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babe wake up the alexia edit just dropped 👑

full credit to @putell1sta on twitter for making this

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When I’m looking through the “x reader” tag, and even the TITLE SAYS “character x reader”, but when I start to read the fic it says “you have blonde hair, blue eyes, and your name is Hannah.”

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Are you still doing the mcford fic?

Yes! I forgot to add it to my wips but I’m working on it right now! should be out soonish!

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Buffet

Leah Williamson

summary: Leah can't resist an all you can eat buffet, especially when your the main course.

warnings: smut, mdni, 18+

The big white block letters were already peeling over the black fabric and you'd only put them on a few minutes ago. They were uncomfortable, and not nearly half as nice as other pairs you owned, but the message made it all worth it: 'ALL YOU CAN EAT BUFFET'.

The ad for the thong had popped up when you were scrolling on instagram and it had been too good to resist. You'd ordered it immediately knowing that Leah always liked a good joke, but also liked a good meal.

You wear them beneath the little pajama shorts that drive Leah crazy, the ones that are loose enough so that she can always catch a glimpse of your underwear beneath them.

You're laying in bed, scrolling on your phone, as you waited for your girlfriend to come home. She'd messaged you a while ago, saying that the media team had kept her back and she'd be home later than planned.

It's only as the clock ticks to 9:30 that you finally hear your apartment door open and Leah's mumbles as she chucks her bags on the ground and pours herself a glass of water.

You put your phone down on the bedside table and tuck yourself beneath the covers, keeping your thighs purposefully visible. A small smirk falls on your face when your girlfriend walks through the door, running her hands through her hair and trying to muffle a yawn.

You're slightly taken aback when she refrains from making a comment about your choice of clothes. Usually she'd be all over you, and you have no doubt that she'll be nearly on top of you when you're both beneath the covers, but you can't believe that she manages to keep her mouth shut.

'Jonas wants me to go into the club earlier tomorrow to do a press conference for the Chelsea game,' she mumbles, clearly tired and slightly pissed off at her manager who you'd heard many rants about. 'Says I've got to be there an hour early, 7 I think? Which means I gotta haul my ass up before then.'

'Oh,' you sigh, trying to hide the disappointment in your voice, 'Sorry Le, we can sleep early tonight.'

She hums in agreement, getting changed before joining you underneath the covers, immediately reaching for you just as she does every single night. Her hands gravitate towards your waist, and even if she's too tired and committed to her job to think about sex tonight, her hands still snake into the waistband of your shorts just for safekeeping.

As soon as he feels the stiff, blocky, cool of the lettering on the front of your thong, you feel her brows furrow where her head is pressed into your shoulder. She lifts her head up and moves the blankets away from your body and pulls the waistband of your shorts down so she can see what your wearing in the dim lights neither of you made the effort to turn off.

'What-' she squints, trying to read upside-down without proper lighting, but it's a hopeless cause. Your dying from laughter and you shimmy out of your shorts so your sitting on your knees, close enough for her to see.

'All you can eat buffet,' she reads, murmuring the words while her face lights up and a hearty laugh escapes her throat, 'You naughty little girl, where did you get that?'

'I have my secrets,' You tease, and she braces a hand on your thigh to admire it. She studies you for a moment, still chuckling, and then she moves up, staring at you expectantly.

'Well lay down, baby.' She invites you, 'Let's see this buffet.'

'No, Leah, it's alright!' You insist, 'You have to be up early for the conference, it can wait, I'll wear them a time when your less busy.'

'No,' she whines, pulling at the waistband of the thong. 'Your terrible jokes and impulsive financial habits have turned me on. Plus, I didn't have dinner tonight and I don't see the point in wasting a perfectly good meal. On your back baby.'

'Leah, you don't-' You shake your head, knowing how important football, especially Arsenal, is to her. But she takes your face in her hands, pushing you down so your laying on your back, 'we don't have to do this, we can-'

'God, you make pussy eating sound like a chore.' She mumbles between kisses, her lips trailing down to your collar bone. 'Relax baby, All you can eats are my favourite, and I've just realised how hungry I am.'

You moan as Leah's hands reach under your shirt to play with your breasts. It's only been a matter of seconds and you've already turned to putty at her touch.

Her hands trail down your body, down to in between your thighs, her lips following as she kisses just above your waistband.

She rips the thong off chucking it behind her and her tongue slips into you, running a line along your slit. The sudden contact causing you to moan.

'Fuck Leah.' You cry out and trap her head with your legs, reaching down to pull on her hair which had fallen loose. She moans into your pussy from the feeling.

All you can hear is the sound of her tongue licking and sucking, and it's so fucking hot. Leah was way too good at this.

She adds a finger into you and flicks her tongue against your clit. She swirls her tongue around in circles, pumping her finger in and out of you as she does.

'Leah!' you yell out from the feeling, leaning up onto your elbows. You wanted to watch her eat you out, it's still dark but you can make out her blonde hair between your legs. That's all you need.

She continues to eat you out, and you grind on her face to feel her tongue deeper into you until you don't think you can take it anymore.

She moans loudly into your pussy, sensing that you were close by the way you clenched your thighs around her even tighter than before. You're so fucking close.

Your eyes roll into the back of your head, body going rigid as you came onto her tongue. She keeps sucking making sure to get every last drop.

'Best dinner ever,' she breathes, a satisfied smile spreading across her face, prompting a laugh from you. 'But I think I’ve still got room for dessert.'

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Current WIPs

Peanut (Leah Williamson) - when your boyfriend leaves you alone and pregnant, your best friend Leah steps up. Now that Peanut's born you find yourself considering Leah to be Peanut's mum

Busted (Kyra x Sunny) - someone finds out about you and kyra

Scare Cam (arsenal) - Kyra sets up a scare cam and it doesn't go to plan

Squirt (caitlin foord x child!reader) - You're meeting the Arsenal girls for the first time

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ofc it was kyra who set off the smoke alarm during the world cup

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feeling grief over someone who shaped part of your childhood / teenage years ≠ excusing his actions.

you can grieve someone and still not like them or agree with their actions. a reminder that two things can be true at once.