#Aston Villa Women

[pitchsidestories]

The WSL is back..

... are you ready for it ?

[alotofpockets]

Katie McCabe & Anna Patten Appreciation

Request a player | with @totaly-obsessed

[queen-of-reptiles]

𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙺, 𝚂𝙴𝚃, 𝙶𝙾!

description - maz's 'friend' is the no.1 400m runner in the world, she needs to prove that at the world champs. if she does, maz will hard launch

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maz pacheco x female reader

disclaimer - i am not in anyway assuming Maz’s sexuality this is all just fiction

warnings - fluff, elude to sex and that’s it i think xx

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y/n I promise I am training hard... 🫡

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username1: hahahahhahahahah😭

username2: Why does she know the womens football world??????

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username3: She and Rachel Daly grew up together !! And she is close with Millie Bright and Maz Pacheco

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username2: Ooooooh Thanks !

racheldaly3: I so think I could do the 400m 🤷‍♀️

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mbrighty04: You can't even count that high stfu

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y/n: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH 😭

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racheldaly3: 😡😡

username4: Whooooooooo! 💙💙💙

username5: Gold for sure! 🥇🥇🥇

username6: So excited !!! 🥳🥳🥳🥳

leahwilliamsonn: Go on our girl - so excited to see you run! 🩷🩷

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y/n: 🩷🩷🩷

maz_pacheco: <3

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y/n: <3

teamgb: Come on y/n!!

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y/n: ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

username7: 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

username8: I DREW Y/N !! PLEASE CHECK IT OUT

jordannobbs: Chickyyyyy 🐣🐣

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y/n: Jordyyyyyy 🐣🐣

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maz_pacheco just posted on her story

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twitter/X:

username1: Anyone seen Maz's story????

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username2: I think a load of the Villa girls and Lionesses are there supporting y/n!!!! 🥳

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username1: Ahhhh Thank you!

username3: y/n is so fit omg 😝😝

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username4: The fact she walked out of the intro just grinning and waving! 🥺🥺

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username5: The lil hair flick UGHHHHH

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username6: THE ABS??? 😰😰😰

username7: Anyone see y/n and Maz's little wave

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username8: Their friendship is so cute omg 🥺

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y/n breathed a deep breath out, trying to keep her composure, her stomach was tight with nerves but as she looked over to her girlfriend she couldn't help but let out a small smile.

Maz was sat there, a smile on her face and as they locked eyes, y/n could almost feel her girlfriend's confidence in her flow through her.

y/n had been running most of her life, she found it freeing and exciting, she had set the world record for 400m, but with Femke Boll right on her shoulder she knew today would be a test.

The outdoor world championships were made to push, but y/n had to show that since her gold at the last Olympics her ankle injury had not changed her.

Truth was it had, every had seen her push through the finish line seconds ahead of everyone and then watched her go down in pain as her Achilles snapped.

It had been a long road to recovery, one of tears and upset despite the gold which was hung in her home, she had won but at what cost was the headlines everywhere.

y/n had been described as someone who had changed running, and now she needed to prove it. All of her qualification times had been slower than expected but still easy races.

It was clear she was not pushing herself to make quick times only qualify, and that had made the media wonder if the 23 year old still had it in her to run.

y/n had many things on the line here today as she prepared for the final. But the one she really cared about was Maz's encouragement that morning.

"You win, and I'll tell the whole world." Maz said with a grin, her arm tracing patterns on y/n's bare shoulder, kisses being placed into her hair line.

"Really?" y/n questioned, Maz nodding simply as y/n chuckled and pressed a kiss to her long-term girlfriend's lips.

"Well, I better win then." y/n smiles Maz leaning down to press a deep kiss against her just as the door opens.

"Separate and clothe please, I want my cuddles!" Rachel stated as she walked in, throwing a random top at y/n as the woman chuckled and pulled it on, her best friend landing next to her on the bed.

"3, 2, 1." Maz counted as the door opened again and Millie appeared, the Lioness landing the other side of Maz also.

"You know guys, this is a 2 person relationship." y/n had said and Millie snorted.

"No it ain't." Millie denied and the group shared a laugh.

y/n couldn't help but smile at the memory of that morning, knowing full well that Maz's promise had pushed her mind a little further as she set down.

She waited for the call, the crowd now dead silent, this was it, this was the final push. y/n breathed in, breathed out. The shot echoed, and y/n leapt.

Her feet pushed against the ground, her breathing regulated as she came into the first bend, she looked at nothing, heard nothing, not even Femke behind her, trying to keep up with the blistering pace y/n had set.

y/n did not look at the clock as she came down the back straight, she didn't hear the shouts from the crowd as their eyes continuously darted between the clock and y/n herself.

y/n continued, going around the final bend and into the home straight, she realised somehwat that she felt as if the race had gone quick, very quick.

"Come on baby!" Maz's voice brought her back into the race, pushing her legs harder as her lungs burnt and she raced past the line, the girl slowing her legs down as she collapsed onto the floor.

y/n's body shuddered as she tried to breathe, only just acknowledging the deafening cheers coming from the crowd as Femke got her yelling excitedly.

"Fe, what?" y/n asked with a pant as she got up, accepting the water throwing her way and throwing half of it on herself before trying to take small sips of the rest.

"Oh my god!" Femke grinned, turning her around to see the screen so y/n could see her time.

"HOLY SHIT!" y/n screamed, jumping back and running in shock. She collapsed on her knees, looking at the time in shock and someone wrapped a flag around her shoulders.

45.67 seconds - WR, WL, SB, PB

The crowd could now definitely be heard as y/n shouted in joy up at the sky. Photographers racing to get a photo of the new record holder who had almost matched the men's.

y/n leant down pressing a kiss to the track beneath her as she was helped up on shaky legs, throwing herself at the people around her who were just as happy for her as she was.

That was something y/n had always loved about competing. Those around her despite being from different places, were always as happy for each others achievements as the person themselves was.

y/n ran at her friends, Rachel and Millie dragging her into a hug as y/n tried to compose herself. Maz was next the woman leaning down and placing a kiss on her girlfriend's lips.

"Had to go an set a world record as well?" Maz asks her and y/n grins, pushing herself up and into Maz again, another kiss being shared with the cameras flashing wildly.

Millie and Rachel cheered with the girls around them, excited it was finally out and they no longer had to keep the hard to do so secret.

"Love you!" y/n called as she hopped down, Maz grinning as y/n ran off, flying the flag behind her as she celebrated and shouted with the crowd.

This was a race she would never forget, and the photos taken would soon be all over her and Maz's home, as the love shared was perfectly captured in a snapshot of victory.

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y/n just posted on her story

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maz_pacheco just posted on her story

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username1: you know MAYBE ONE DAY we will all stop being idiots :)

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username2: na never gonna happen

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username3: THEY ARE SO CUTE THO 😩😩

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Tried my hardest with this but still not super happy can’t lie ! xxx

[totaly-obsessed]

Rachel Daly Appreciation

woso appreciation masterlist | with @alotofpockets

Congrats on an incredible international career! You will be missed dearly on the pitch.

[jaegeraether]

UNIVERSE MASTERLIST - Sunsets and footballers

Lucy Bronze x Reader

Alexia Putellas x Character

Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson

**This is a UNIVERSE! That means it follows the same timeline, with multiple different couples.

So far we have: Lucy Bronze x Reader / Alexia Putellas x Character / Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (Mini and spread throughout).

Refer to the PARTS for where you are in the story. Refer to the (1) (2) (3) etc for the couple relationship chapters.

More relationships will be added. Primarily centred around Lucy and YFN.

We have fluff. We have angst. We have SMUT.**

Part 1 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (1)

Part 2 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (2)

Part 3- Lucy Bronze x Reader (3)

Part 4 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (4)

Part 5 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (5)

Part 6 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (6)

Part 7 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (7)

Part 8 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (8)

Part 9 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (9)

Part 10 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (10)

Part 11 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (11)

Part 12 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (12)

Part 13 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (13)

Part 14 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (14)

Part 15 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (15)

Part 16 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (16)

Part 17 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (17)

Part 18 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (18)

Part 19 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (19)

Part 20 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (20)

Part 21 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (21)

Part 22 - Alexia Putellas x Character (1)

Part 23 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (22)

Part 24 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (23)

Part 25 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (24)

Part 26 - Alexia Putellas x Character (2)

Part 27 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (25)

Part 28 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (26) & Alexia Putellas x Character (3)

Part 29 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (27)

Part 30 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (28) & Alexia Putellas x Character (4)

Part 31 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (29)

Part 32 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (30)

Part 33 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (31) & Alexia Putellas x Character (5)

Part 34 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (32)

Part 35 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (33)

Part 36 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (34)

Part 37 - Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson Mini (1)

Part 38 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (35) & Alexia Putellas x Character (6)

Part 39 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (36) & Alexia Putellas x Character (7)

Part 40 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (37) & Alexia Putellas x Character (8)

Part 41 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (38)

Part 42 - Alexia Putellas x Character (9)

Part 43 - Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson Mini (2)

Part 44 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (39) & Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson Mini (3)

Part 45 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (40)

Part 46 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (41) & Alexia Putellas x Character (10)

Part 47 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (42) / Alexia Putellas x Character (11) / Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson Mini (4)

Part 48 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (43) & Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson Mini (5)

Part 49 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (44) & Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson Mini (6)

Part 50 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (45) & Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson Mini (7)

Part 51 - Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (8)

Part 52 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (46) & Alexia Putellas x Character (12)

Part 53 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (47) & Alexia Putellas x Character (13)

Part 54 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (48) & Alexia Putellas x Character (14)

Part 55 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (49) & Alexia Putellas x Character (15)

Part 56 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (50) / Alexia Putellas x Character (16) / Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (9)

Part 57 - Alexia Putellas x Character (17)

Part 58 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (51) & Alexia Putellas x Character (18)

Part 59 - Alexia Putellas x Character (19)

Part 60 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (52) / Alexia Putellas x Character (20) / Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (10)

Part 61 - Alexia Putellas x Character (21)

Part 62 - Alexia Putellas x Character (22)

Part 63 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (53)

Part 64 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (54) / Alexia Putellas x Character (23)

Part 65 - Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (11) / Lucy Bronze x Reader (55)

Part 66 - Alexia Putellas x Character (24)

Part 67 - Alexia Putellas x Character (25)

Part 68 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (56) / Alexia Putellas x Character (26) MINI

Part 69 - Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (12)

Part 70 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (57) / Alexia Putellas x Character (27) / Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (13)

Part 71 - Alexia Putellas x Character (28) & Lucy Bronze x Reader (58)

Part 72 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (59) / Alexia Putellas x Character (29) / Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (14)

Part 73 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (60) / Alexia Putellas x Character (30) / Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (15)

Part 74 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (61) & Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (16)

Part 75 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (62) & Alexia Putellas x Character (31)

Part 76 - Alexia Putellas x Character (32)

Part 77 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (63) / Alexia Putellas x Character (33) / Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (17)

Part 78 - Alexia Putellas x Character (34)

Part 79 - Alexia Putellas x Character (35) - Ridley Part One

Part 80 - Alexia Putellas x Character (36) - Ridley Part Two

Part 81 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (64) / Alexia Putellas x Character (37) / Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (18)

Part 82 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (65) / Alexia Putellas x Character (38) / Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (19)

Part 83 - Alexia Putellas x Character (39) / Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (20)

Part 84 - Alexia Putellas x Character (40)

Part 85 - Alexia Putellas x Character (41)

Part 86 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (66) / Alexia Putellas x Character (42) / Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (21)

Part 87 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (67) / Alexia Putellas x Character (43) / Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (22)

Part 88 - Alexia Putellas x Character (44)

Part 89 - Alexia Putellas x Character (45)

Part 90 - Lucy Bronze x Reader (68) & Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (23)

Part 91 - Alexia Putellas x Character (46)

[pelova4president]

world cup

socials

Daphne van Domselaar x Reader

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daphnevdomselaar

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ready for the world cup, proud to wear the badge and gloves ❤️

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jackie_groenen_14 ❤️❤️

liekemartens proud

kerstin_casparij ik kan niet wachten om je te zien

y/n_y/l/n looking good in green 😌

jillroord posted on their story

(pretend you’re jackie)

y/n_y/l/n

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she’s a keeper 🧤❤️

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daphnevdomselaar funny girl

↳ y/n_y/l/n thanks babe

↳ daphnevdomselaar i was being sarcastic 😙

jackie_groenen_14 too cute!!

domselaar4evr they’re couple goals 🥅

↳ wosonetherlandss they areee!!

liekemartens posted on their story

y/n_y/l/n posted on their story

daphnevdomselaar

liked by y/n_y/l/n and 12.750 others

my 🌍 on the other side of the 🌍

comments

y/n_y/l/n such a cheesy caption

↳ daphnevdomselaar like yours aren’t cheesy at all 🙄

jillroord schattigggg

victoriapelova annoyingly cheesy cute couple

victoriapelova just posted on their story

avwfcofficial, daphnevdomselaar

liked by y/n_y/l/n and 25.729 others

Villans, you’re in safe hands

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y/n_y/l/n you’ve got a keeper ❤️

↳ daphnevdomselaar you’re embarrassing me

racheldaly3 excited!!

wosowinner12 i’ve been waiting for this one

domselaar1234 best keeper out there

y/n_y/l/n, daphnevdomselaar

liked by liekemartens and 13.571 others

the keeper of my heart ❤️🧤

comments

victoriapelova these captions are awful

↳ daphnevdomselaar y/n is creating these

↳ y/n_y/l/n they’re cute!!

kerstin_casparij liefff ❤️❤️

jillroord who’s making these captions..

↳ y/n_y/l/n they’re funny

↳ daphnevdomselaar no they’re not

vandomselaar54 y/n is living her WAG life

fany/nvdomselaar19 love them so much

A/N got a request for Daphne van Domselaar so here it is.

[midnight-ramblingswfc]

Rachel Dalys last time in an England shirt🥲 what a time she’s had

[rachdalysworld]

absolutely heartbreaking, my number 1 always, from Dash to rhe end of you career, i’ll be here forever, supporting you always 💝

(acts like if she didn’t cry for for the last entire day)

[sixfoottwo0119]

How sweet is this? She’s ready to dedicate her goal to June. 🥹🥹🥹

[wosowrites]

Miles Difference (Jordan Nobbs x Reader)

warnings: none

a/n: changing some of the stats for the sake of the story. This also kind of spun off the original request but I did try to keep the request in mind. based off this request here

prompt: in which the reader is pretty tall and lanky, but is dating teeny jordan nobbs and people find the height difference adorable.

Growing up you were insecure about your height. Most people around you were a solid five inches shorter than you. But then you started playing football and due to your height, your coach put you in net. It became everything to you. You were the best youth keeper in spain. You got scouted for the Spanish national team when you were 15, and 5,10. As an adult, you stood a towering 6,1, and who were you dating? Teeny, tiny, 5,2 Jordan Nobbs. It happened randomly. You met at an award ceremony and just clicked immediately. Your height difference wasn’t something you cared about, and neither did Jordan. The fans however… they found it adorable. And your teammates never missed an opportunity to tease you about it. It didn’t bother you. You knew the teasing was all friendly and all your spanish teammates loved Jordan.

You played for Aston Villa and when Jordan moved to the club, you were sad for her as she felt betrayed by Arsenal, but the transition was much easier due to the fact that she would be playing with her girlfriend every day.

Aston Villa was doing amazing now that Jordan was there, having moved up to fourth, tied with Arsenal. In fact, due to it being international break and being one of the 16 players who weren’t playing for Spain, Ona, Mapi and Alexia had decided to come visit in London.

You met Mapi and Alexia at the airport with Ona as all she had to do was drive in from manchester.

"Mapi! Ale!" you yelled when you saw them. You hugged them tightly, Ona joining in. It was all very spanish. You greeted each other and talked non stop on the way to the car. You had used Ona’s, as your car was in the shop, so the manchester star drove, Ale sat in the front seat and you and Mapi took residence in the back. "So. You missing Jordan?" Mapi asked you, taking the opportunity to practice her english. "Si. But i’m happy she’s at the camp. She deserves to play," you said, smiling at Mapi. "How about you and Ingrid?" you asked. "Ingrid is amazing as always, but we’re used to being apart for international break," she said. "How about you Ona? Anyone in sight?" Mapi asked, leaning forward and looking at the small spanish girl. "Nope. I’m focusing on myself. Haven’t resigned with Manchester United and I need to figure out where to go and what to do," she said, smiling at you both in the mirror. "Fair point. Come to barca!" Mapi said. "Mapi… leave her alone chica." Alexia said, playing mother to to all as usual.

Mapi slumped back into her seat. "So, what are we doing this week?"

You all spent the week sightseeing, going bowling and hiking, and just catching up. You showed up with Sarina Weigman’s permission to watch one of the england training sessions.

"You sure this is okay?" you asked Jordan as you and the other spanish girls walked towards Saint-George’s park. "It’s more than okay. It was Leah’s idea to have you guys come and Sarina thought it was a great idea. We’re all supporting you guys in the fight against your coach. England is behind you, babe," Jordan said, grabbing your hand in hers.

Mapi, Ona and Alexia smiled at each other as they walked behind you.

It was the match day minus one training so the english team wasn’t working themselves too hard to conserve their energy for the finalissima the following day.

You watched Jordan train from the stands, talking with the girls. And then Sarina came over. "Hey, y/n, right? Jordan talks a lot about you," Sarina said, sticking her hand out. "It’s nice to meet all of you too," she said, addressing your spanish teammates. "Nice to meet you too," Mapi said, shaking hands with the english woman. Ona and Alexia did the same. "You’re all wearing sport apparel, I was wondering if you wanted to join for the scrimmage? I can’t imagine how hard it must be to not be able to play for your country and maybe just having fun with the girls could do you all some good," Sarina offered.

You looked over at the spanish girls sitting next to you and they nodded enthusiastically. "Okay then. Mary will be keeper for one team while the other keepers do separate training so y/n you can be keeper for the purple team," Sarina said.

You jumped down from the stands, having to climb over the railing and the walked onto the field. "What about cleats?" you asked the english manager. "We always have spare ones in case the girls break theirs. Oh, Tim’s coming over with some right now."

The equipment manager got you guys cleats and then you walked over to the group. You quickly hugged Jordan, not kissing her due to being in a professional environment. "Okay girls. We’re gonna have these four players joining us for the scrimmage. They’re all class and we’re playing against class players tomorrow so let’s get a challenge in. Most of you guys don’t play against Mapi and Alexia so it’ll be a new challenge. Let’s sort the teams out," Sarina said.

The lionesses were extremely welcoming. Sarina divided the group into two teams of eleven. One group had Mary, Lucy Bronze, Alexia, Ona, Laura, Ella, Rachel, LJ, Alessia, Georgia and Katie. Meanwhile, your was team composed by Leah, Niamh, Mapi, Maya, Jordan, Keira, Lauren Hemp, Chloe, Alex and Lucy Parker.

You went in net, putting on a spare pair of gloves and doing a quick warmup in net. The game was intense and you were quick to remember the fast pace and skill of the english team. It had been a long time since you played international football. You missed it immensely. You stopped shot, after shot. You were just an absolute wall, impossible to get past. Alessia Russo was getting pissed off, but she was impressed more than anything. However, eventually on a defensive breakdown, she managed to score. But your team quickly retaliated to win it 2-1, a goal from the head of Williamson and another one by Lauren Hemp. You were happy after the game, reminiscing your spanish national team days. Jordan came up to you after as you were taking your gloves off. "I swear you’re just more and more impressive every day," Jordan said, kissing you gently. "Mhm. Whatever you say. I just miss it. Shit I miss playing for my country, Jords. Do you think I ever will again?" you asked, making her face soften in concern. "Yes. I think you guys are making a change and it will pay off. I promise you my love," Jordan said.

You smiled and kissed the top of her head. "Sweaty," you laughed, wiping your lips as she let out her own laugh. "Tell Sarina thank you. And we’ll all be there tomorrow," you said, waving in the direction of your spanish teammates who were chatting with Leah and Lucy Bronze.

"Can’t wait."

Jordan walked back with her team inside St-George’s park as you and the girls left to drive back home.

"Leah, I was wondering if you could give me two minutes to talk to the girls in the changing room," Jordan asked the skipper. "Yeah. Of course, what about?" Leah asked as they entered the locker room. "You’ll see."

Leah gave her quick match day minus one speech and then closed it by saying:

"Jordan has something she wants to talk to us about so i’ll give her the floor," Leah said.

The smaller girl stood up and went to the middle of the room. "As you know, the spanish team has been fighting for their rights as players and are refusing to play for their coach. The canadian team hadn’t gotten payed and their association was treating them like shit. The france team went through something similar. It’s already planned to wear the purple tape but I was wondering if we could make shirts. I’ll buy them myself but for warmup, we should all choose a player from one of those three teams and write their name and number on the back of the jersey in purple. We need to keep showing our support for them because something needs to change. Y/n… and the other spanish girls are terrified they’ll never play for their country again. If we can’t make a direct change, let’s support them as they try to make one." Jordan said.

Everyone nodded in agreement, considering it. And then Mary spoke up. "Fuck yeah."

Jordan made a list of every players name and had them write who they would represent on their makeshift shirts. This was the list. Of course, Jordan chose you.

The next day, you sat front row at Wembley, repping Jordans name on your back. "You guys could have at least worn something white or blue," you groaned, looking at the girls who were wearing colours like pink, black, orange and yellow. "Hey, they were very nice to us yesterday but Im not putting an english jersey on," Ona said. "Okay. Fair," you said.

You heard the girls before you saw them, probably because the crowd started whispering and whooping. "Are they… they’re wearing our names on their back. And the names of the Canadian girls. And look, Lucy’s wearing Renard. Oh my god… they made jerseys," you said.

Tears came to your eyes as you saw the girls walking out. You looked over at Mapi, Ona and Alexia and saw they were crying too. Alexia had really taken the step back from national football hard as the captain. She buried her head in her hands as you hugged her. Leah Williamson was repping Vanessa Gilles, Niahm was repping Mapi, Alessia was repping Jessie Fleming, Ella wore Alexia, and Jordan… Jordan wore your name.

It looked good on her.

You waved her over and she came jogging. You leaned over the barrier and grabbed her face, kissing her. "Thank you. Thank you thank you thank you," you said, tears running down your cheeks. "You’re welcome," Jordan said. "I’m so in love with you. I love you," you said to her, kissing her again, not caring about anything but her. "I love you too."

When Ella scored, you were ecstatic. Even Mapi, Alexia and Ona celebrated, having found a new found respect and love for the english team. And then the late equalizer made you groan and freak. But penalties happened, and one again, Chloe scored the winner at Wembley.

You got let onto the pitch after the celebrations to congratulate the girls. You went home that night without Jordan, knowing that she would want to celebrate with the girls.

The spanish girls were rooming with you and they were all asleep as you sat on your couch, scrolling on tik tok.

You found edits of yourself often, and found it funny, but it was the first time you found an edit of you and Jordan. A ship edit to the song Everything I Wanted by Billie Eilish.

I had a dream…

A clip of you and Jordan smiling at each other in the street from a video Leah had taken.

I got everything I wanted

A clip of Jordan crying after having lost in the olympics followed by one of you with your head in your hands after being eliminated in the euros.

but when i wake up i see

A clip of you and Jordan cuddling on the pitch after a friendly.

You with me

You hugging Jordan tightly

And you say

There’s a clip of Jordan walking out into Wembley from a few hours ago, the camera angled on her back to show your name and number.

As long as i’m here, no one can hurt you

Jordan and you kissing only a couple hours ago.

You smiled at the video and pressed the comment section.

y/n y/l/n: much love, sending this to jords 💝

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Alisha Lehmann (Aston Villa)

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Revelation | Daphne van Domselaar x Reader

Summary: Everyone on the team knows you and Daphne like each other, except the two of you. Will a minor injury change that?

A/n: Happy birthday to my favourite goalie!

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Ask any one of your national team teammates, and they would say that you liked Daphne and that Daphne liked you. The only two people on the team that were oblivious to this were Daphne and yourself. Your teammates tried to get the two of you together many times, but they had given up after they kept hearing “She doesn’t feel the same way.” or “I don’t want to ruin our friendship.” They figured that the two of you would figure it out eventually, and that they would just have to endure the endless pining you did over each other.

With another national camp well underway, you were spending a lot of your downtime either with Daphne or the whole team. Downtime with the whole team usually consisted of an activity at the hotel, while for downtime with just Daphne, you loved to explore the city you were currently staying in.

The latter being your plan for this morning. After having breakfast with the rest of your teammates, Daphne was waiting for you at the exit while you were still talking to Daan. She looked over her shoulder to where you kept looking, and smirked when she saw the reason. “Oh sorry, I didn't mean to keep your girlfriend waiting.” Your cheeks flushed red at her comment. “Daphne is not my girlfriend.” Danielle loved to tease you, so she continued. “I mean I never mentioned a name.” With a roll of your eyes you playfully shove Daan, and make your way over to Daphne. “Ready to go?” She asked with a big smile, you nodded in response and the two of you were out of the door.

You spend some time walking around the city, visiting some spots you had previously planned out, as well as admiring the places you found along the way. When you both got hungry again, you found a cute lunch spot, and enjoyed some food together. Spending time with Daphne was always easy, the two of you could talk for hours on end and you would never get bored.

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When you got back to the hotel, you went your separate ways. Daphne headed to the common room, where some of the team had gathered, while you headed to your room. The moment Daphne was in the eyesight of her teammates, Kerstin spoke up. “How was your date with the missus?” Her comment earned her a snicker from a few of the other girls, and a blushing Daphne. “It wasn't a date, and she’s not my missus, but our day was good.” Kerstin shrugged her shoulders, “Did you ask her if she wanted it to be a date? I’m sure she would’ve said yes.” Daphne plopped down on the couch, “I thought you had all dropped this.” She says in defeat. “Well, in our defence, we thought you would have asked her out by now.” This stayed the topic for the next hour, which made Daphne glad to hear that it was time to head out to the stadium for tonight’s match.

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Your match against Germany was well underway. Both teams were strong, and no goals had been scored so far. Though, there had been many attempts on both sides. As a striker you were getting frustrated that none of your balls were hitting the back of the net, but you had to set those frustrations aside and keep pushing for the win.

It was currently Germany working on their attack, with a long ball over the midfield. The ball had the Dutch defenders running back along with the German player that was making the run. You were too far up on the field to be of any real help, but you moved down a bit along with the German defence line moving up.

Daphne read the situation well and saw that she had to get out of her goal for a one on one with the German striker. She blocked the ball with her whole body effectively, making it deflect out of play for a corner, but before she realised that, a sharp pain shot through her hand. The German player wasn’t able to stop her run in time, and landed on Daphne’s hand with her boot. 

You ran down the field to make your way towards her, when you saw that she stayed down and clutched her hand to her chest. “What happened?” You hadn’t seen the moment happen since there were many players between you and her, but by the tears in her eyes you knew that she was in pain. “She stood on my hand.” You wince at the thought on the studded boots hitting her hands. “Ouch.” You comment, making Daphne chuckle, “You could say that yes.” You help her take off her glove, before the medics arrive, and look it over. There didn’t seem to be any superficial wounds, which you hoped was a good thing. 

When the medics arrived, you stayed by Daphne’s side. They examined her hand properly, and didn’t think it was injured, though they expected it would bruise later. She got handed an ice pack to put on her hand for a moment, to relieve some of the pain. “Are you good to continue?” They asked her. “I think so.” The medical team took back the ice packs, and you took over again. You held out her glove, and helped her put it on. After you help her back up, you wipe away the tears that were still present on her face, before you both made your way back to your own places on the field.

Daphne continued playing the rest of the match, you were worried for her hand the whole time, but were able to push the worrying to the back of your mind. You had a match to win, and needed your focus for that. With a last minute goal by Damaris, from your assist, the Netherlands managed to win the match.

As a team you loved to celebrate your wins, but seeing as tomorrow morning you would be an early wake up call for another training session, you decided on a movie night together. Everyone was gathered in the common room, the movie had been playing for a good fifteen minutes, but your focus was not on the screen. Instead your eyes kept making their way over to Daphne’s hand, the worry for her well being now being at the top of your mind. Daphne who was sitting next to you realised you kept watching her hand. “I’m okay, really.” She whispered, not wanting to interrupt the movie for the rest of the team. “But,” You reach for her hand, inspecting it up close for yourself. “It’s bruising.” You lightly trace the slight bruising that was already visible with the tip of your finger. Daphne took the moment to intertwine her fingers with yours, “See, all okay.” 

Your heart started beating rapidly, she was holding your hand, and for a moment you forgot how to function. You just stared at your intertwined fingers until you snapped out of it, letting your eyes meet hers. The realisation of the other maybe reciprocating your feelings was now all that was on your mind. The revelation made a blush creep up onto your cheeks. The rest of the people around you disappeared as if you were in a bubble together. Her sparkling eyes looked between your eyes and your lips, before she started leaning in slowly. Your smile grew as you realised what was about to happen. You close the gap between you, and your lips meet hers in a soft kiss.

The moment that the two of you parted, your bubble was broken by your teammates loudly cheering. “Fucking finally.” Kerstin exclaimed. Besides that you heard a number of different comments like, “Took you long enough.” and “Thank God.”. You let them have their fun, because you just kissed the girl of your dreams. Daphne put her arm around you, and you leaned into her side. “Can you all shut up? We’re trying to watch a movie here.” Daphne said, not being able to hide the smile on her face.

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disclaimer: this is all fiction! Do not take any of this seriously.

warnings: language, cuteness - like so much, mutual pining, slightly suggestive

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username5: I get it but it is not our business 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

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mackenziearnold: your ability to sleep anywhere and any when is fantastic 👏

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kirstysmith.11: macca why don’t we take cute photos like this??

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y/n sighed as she chased after Rachel, the final whistle on the edge of being blow to give West Ham the three points, not that the team currently in fifth needed it compared to Villa who were sat worryingly in tenth.

The whistle finally blew and y/n groaned in relief, falling onto her back as Rachel Daly fell onto her, the latter laughing at the woman who she knew well from England camp.

"Rach, get off me ya prick!" y/n called out with a laugh.

"Wouldn't mind if it was Alisha." Rachel teased quietly making kissy noises which caused her to be shoved onto the mud. "Ow." Rachel whined and y/n laughed.

"That's what you get." y/n states, the defender sighing as Rachel sits up and suddenly bolts away. A body blocks the light over y/n's still fallen body and the beautiful face of Alisha is staring back at her.

"Up you get, meine liebe." Alisha hummed and she moved to help y/n to her feet, the defender groaning as her hip popped, the injury still sore.

y/n had only just gotten back from a hip operation, during a game in the world cup, y/n had to be rushed into hospital to have a hip operation and in the December of 2023, was only just okay to come back on.

The loved vice-captain of West Ham was relieved to be back on the pitch, but forgot how fast and physical Rachel was as a opponent and winced as she pressed a hand to her hip.

"Are you okay?" Alisha asked quietly, her hand falling down to her best friend's hip to rub small circles into the muscle with her thumb.

y/n groaned in relief at the pressure on the tight muscle and she hissed as she pulled away, hearing the crowd start to go crazy of the two's proximity.

y/n smiled at Alisha before limping to her medics who handed her an ice pack, she took some photos with fans, before being one of the last people into the tunnel.

"Meine liebe." Alisha called as y/n got to one of the spare physio rooms.

y/n turned and Alisha pulled her into the room, keeping the lights off as she scanned over y/n worry clear on her face now that y/n was ice-less as well.

"Ali, I'm fine, promise love." y/n tried but winced and Alisha sighed.

"You lie like a matt." Alisha hissed.

"Rug." y/n corrected as Alisha shrugged and pushed y/n to sit back on the physio bed, lying her down so she could peel back y/n's shorts just slightly.

"Oh." Alisha sighed, noticing the deep bruising which was around the scar, y/n clearly having pushed her body too far in the game. "Why didn't you ask to be subbed?" Alisha asked.

"Because I'm fine Ali." y/n stated, sitting up and pushing the blonde's hands away.

"No you are not." Alisha stated back, annoyance flooding through her tone.

"You're not playing for the Hammers anymore Ali. You don't need to worry." y/n promises.

"I worry because the love of my life is so careless with her bones." Alisha states loudly.

"Body." y/n corrects before she freezes. "Wait what?" y/n asks.

"What?" Alisha asks her confused at why y/n had paused.

"Say what you just said again." y/n demands.

"What?" Alisha repeats and y/n just huffs and gestures 'before that'. "I worry because the love of..." Alisha starts before trailing off. "That wasn't how I wanted to tell you." She sighs.

"It's real?" y/n asks and Alisha scoffs.

"Of course." She says as she sighs. "Look, you don't have to feel the same, I'm sorry for making this friendship hard." Alisha says, putting some space between her and y/n.

y/n however ignores her rambling and jumps from the physio bed, walking toward Alisha with a new found sense of purpose as the blonde reaches out.

"Careful! Your hip." Alisha chides, but y/n snorted as her hands grabbed the smaller woman's hips and pulled her into her chest.

"Shut up." The defender ordered the blonde, before she dived her head down and pushed her lips against Alisha's, the Swiss moaning in relief and gripping desperately onto y/n's broad shoulders.

The kiss was tight, harsh, plump lips practically glued together as tongues battled in a want for dominance. y/n couldn't help but slide her hands down, gripping Alisha's ass tightly and pulling her closer.

Alisha's moan was a reward for her desperate actions. Eventually the pace slowed, hands stopped wandering and with one final swat against Alisha's bum, y/n pulled away.

"Let me take you out." y/n whispered and Alisha nodded her head, a smile on her face. Rachel then decided it was a good time to chip in.

"About time! Also ew."

"Fuck off Rach ya prick!"

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she's so hot oml

tho my friend yesterday accused her of being a shifter and ngl that sent us into a spiral broooooo

lotta love xo

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Daphne van Domselaar for the Netherlands Appreciation

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Sunsets and footballers (Part 81)

Lucy Bronze x Reader (64) / Alexia Putellas x Character (37) & Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (18)

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Due to popular demand, I'm going to post a chapter bi-weekly, every Thursday and Sunday night until we hit Part 100!

YFN POV

“I love you, little one,” she heard Lucy whispering into her ear between soft kisses to the cheek. “I love you. I love you.”

YFN was far too tired to have woken up to it, of course. She’d had surgery the day before and now she had all of Wednesday to herself to get some well-needed rest after the chaos.

She woke around 11am, groaning due to the pain. “Luce..” she mumbled into her pillow, barely knowing where she was.

No response.

“Luce…” she said again, louder.

Again, nothing. She rolled tenderly and just far enough to see that Lucy’s side of the bed was empty.

“Lucy?” She called, louder. If she were anywhere, it would be the kitchen, surely.

Silence.

She turned back to her side and sat up, seeing a piece of paper on her bedside table with tablets and some water.

Good morning, little one,

I’m at training until 5pm today. Sarina let me have a little sleep in to be with you.

Please take your medication as soon as you wake and text me. I’ll reply when I can.

Jordan and Leah will be over later today around 3pm.

Please don’t cook or go out... just order whatever you need and rest.

I love you, my girl.

Love, Luce xx

YFN couldn’t help the little smile creeping across her face at the fact that she’d signed off with the nickname she used for her. Christ, she’d forgotten about training.

She took her painkillers and downed them with the water before texting Lucy that she was awake. She knew she wouldn’t be able to reply most of the day but would probably get permission to sneak a text or two given the circumstances.

Once she felt ready enough, she pushed herself out of bed and willed herself to move against the pain. She couldn’t go far and wasn’t allowed to put pressure on her knee just yet, and so she slid straight into the wheelchair by the bed and used that to get around. Although she wanted a shower, she knew she had to wait until later when Lucy could help her move.

She checked to see if Narla was fed first before managing to settle herself on the couch in the spot that practically had an indent of her ass and elevated her braced leg. She couldn’t even put her hair up and had to settle for it down and frustrating her. It took all of 2 minutes for her to realise just how much Lucy did for her, and how much she appreciated her.

YFN decided to use her free alone time to get some work done. She’d managed to get herself to the stage of having delegated quite a lot and organised her teams so well that they all went about their jobs, with her as an escalation point. She’d moved her original team up into supervisorial positions and they spoke directly with her the most. She replied to emails, overwhelmed with brands asking when the next event was, as they had gotten new clients and were eager to mingle amongst the football stars. Then she checked on the rosters for upcoming games and look at the progress of editing that her team had made with the videos from the Lumos event. She was excited that she’d be able to start uploading them, as the promo photos had been out for two days.

She used her spare time to create a roster of when they’d release the promos and content for each player, timing it with events or games. There was so much to publish, that it was quite difficult to not clutter too much. They had the content – now they needed to use it as effectively as possible.

She decided that the best interview to start with would be her favourite of the day – her interview with Alexia and Chiquito, paired with Lucy and Narla. She’d originally put the pair together because she knew that Alexia didn’t like speaking English and Lucy could not only speak both languages, but they were friends, and she’d help her comfort-wise and language-wise.

That had been one of the only times that day that YFN had seen Alexia actually smiling. She paused the video where Alexia and Lucy were cutely smiling at each other and it warmed her heart to see.

Her mind shifted to Ridley as she wondered on her. She was back, and it had made her so happy that she’d cried in her arms. She’d visited her and Lucy in the hospital the day before and given her a much-needed, long-lasting  hug. They hadn’t been able to speak much, as YFN had been so out of it on drugs, though she did make a promise to her to speak about it soon. That had been enough for her, and still was. She had just wanted her best friend back.

She remembered their conversation recently where she’d admitted to Ridley that she had wanted her to stay around more, because she loved and missed her. They were such a big part of each other’s lives, and always would be. Linked by history and trauma, and a bond that she’d never had with anyone else. She’d been so happy when she’d agreed to stay around.

“From now on, I’ll be here as long as you want me around, okay?” That’s what she’d said as she kissed her hair.

And then… the heartbreak. The 3am wake up to her absolutely torn. On her knees. Begging her to let her go.  “Please. I need to go, Blue.”

YFN knew why she was there. Usually, it was just a text or a call, or a brief hug and kiss before she disappeared. This time it was an apology. She said she’d be there – but she needed to go. And YFN understood that with every fibre of her being. And so, she’d let her. Because in her eyes, she wasn’t breaking a promise. She knew that Ridley would always be ‘right here’ and that one simple message would have her come running.

Because they loved each other.

She sighed, her eyes focussing back on the screen and away from where her mind had drifted to Ridley.

She’d started several segments within the ever-expanding content machine of Lumos. The first; her couch interviews which she would continue over the next few weeks as she continued to heal. The second; her pet interviews from the event. The third; her podcasts.

They would be the three largest segments that Lumos would undertake – and were presented by her, as requested by Catherine. It was the reason she hired her. For her mind, her questions, her interviewing techniques. Her ability to make players feel calm and comfortable and actually heard instead of led different directions with questions which soul purpose was to pry out information. Not at Lumos. Not in her interviews. She’d never let that happen.

The first interview from her couch segment she’d posted was Lucy’s as she immediately gained popularity from how flirty Lucy had been. The second had been Alexia’s as she rode the wave of publicity that Mark had created. The first podcast she’d released yesterday, containing her co-hosts, Jill and Alex along with their first guests, Leah and Bunny Shaw. She pondered on the pet interviews and her decision to post Alexia and Lucy’s first. Would it be too much to post them again? They were two of the most popular women in women’s football.

After consulting with her team and Catherine for a little while – she’d made the decision to post that as the first for that segment anyways, as it would come across as a strong start to Lumos content. Both segments were a completely different style, environment, and line of questioning. The couch was much more in depth and real, whereas the pet interviews were fun and enjoyable.

As soon as she posted her first of that segment, the doorbell rang and she looked at the time, smiling. Her friends were here.

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Jordan wanted to stay in bed with that delicious warmth of Leah forever. She woke and shuffled her hoody off, rolling over to cuddle into her neck. Leah groaned as she woke slowly, tightening her grip, her fingers beginning to stroke unconsciously. They stayed like that a while. Slowly waking up by the feel, the sound and the warmth of each other.

Ever so naturally, things evolved. Leah’s stroking became larger, and under the back of Jordan’s shirt. Jordan wriggled into Leah as she pressed her lips to her neck and soon enough, they were moaning themselves awake as they enjoyed the feel of each other.

Jordan’s back tingled at the feel of Leah’s hands and suddenly she was horny. She found Leah’s thigh and hooked her leg over, using it as friction to move and grind against.

“Fuck,” Leah gasped as she felt her move against her. “Don’t stop, Jord. Take what you want.”

Jordan ground against her thigh harder as her body shivered at the feel of Leah everywhere. Her hand found that famous blonde hair of Leah’s and pulled her head back, just far enough that Jordan could properly bite into her neck.

She felt Leah shuddering beneath her.

“Fuck. Yes.”

Leah gripped the back of her head to keep her on her neck as her other hand made its way up the front of Jordan’s shirt to grab her breast as if it was hers. Like it used to be. Like she wanted it to be again. Her thumb found her nipple and played there as Jordan sucked the spot she’d just bitten. There would be a hickey, and usually Leah didn’t like this, but not today. She didn’t know if Jordan was testing her or not, but she didn’t care. She wanted all of her, all the time. She wasn’t ashamed to have a hickey from her. Hell, she wouldn’t even try to cover it.

A bark from below the bed had them both freeze. Jordan pulled away slightly to look down at Blu, her eyes now fully open.

She turned back to Leah who was very much excited. Horny. Her hair a mess and her pupils dilated. Regardless of her state, she was honest with her words.

“We… should be careful. Not until you’re ready, Jord.”

Jordan knew Leah would have stopped, but would she herself have gone through with it? Would she cry again?

She nodded. “I’m almost ready, Lea… almost.”

Leah smiled gently. “I know. Take all the time you need. I’m just happy to wake up next to you.”

Jordan let herself smile back as she pressed a kiss to her lips.

“Can I show you around Birmingham today?”

Of course, Leah had been to Birmingham, though the idea of a day wandering the city together was something she could never refuse.

“Only if I can buy you breakfast.”

“Deal.”

Jordan washed her excitement away with a morning shower, letting her fingers trace over her nipple where Leah had just been. Without thinking about it, her fingers kept playing while her other hand found her clit and began to tease. Thinking about Leah while touching herself was not insanity – though there was a good argument to say that it was as she was just a wall away.

Regardless, she didn’t know if she was ready, and needed to get her excitement out to avoid being a horny mess during the day.

Bracing her head against the tiled wall, she worked her clit and her nipple, eventually coming with a gaspy moan against the echoing acoustics of the room.

Jordan was in her room, staring at her closet and wondering what to wear when she hear Leah enter.

“Did you touch yourself in the shower?” Leah asked.

Jordan spun to her, barely catching her falling towel. “What?”

“You heard me,” the England captain said, stepping forwards.

“I…”

Shit, she’d heard the echoes.

“Yes.”

Leah’s eyes flashed like Jordan had never seen before, and she stepped forwards.

“Were you thinking about me?”

Jordan had to crane her neck back just to look at her.

“Y…yes.”

Leah tilted her head up slightly further with one finger on her chin. “Good.”

They spent the first half of the day in Birmingham, Jordan excitedly showing Leah all of her favourite spots around town, including her breakfast spot. Leah insisted on paying, and Jordan repaid the kindness by reaching out to entwine her fingers with Leah’s as they strode through her local park. Blu happily pranced next to them, Leah holding his leash as Jordan had agreed to. She knew how much she missed him. Missed this. And she felt the exact same.

She just wondered when she would know she was ready for sex with her again.

Lucy had called in the morning, just before she’d left for training, and had asked their activities for the day. She was worried about YFN being alone and almost immobile. Jordan felt like she hadn’t spent nearly enough time with her friend, and so around midday they had the car packed and headed off for their drive to London. A drive that they’d both done far too often as of late.

They dropped her clothes and belongings at Leah’s apartment before arriving at Lucy and YFN’s just after 3pm.

Leah knocked on the door.

A pause. “Come in!”

Blu ran in ahead of them, presumably to find his friend Narla, and the two made their way into the apartment to find YFN on the couch, looking much less tired than she had the past few days.

“Oh, I missed you!” Jordan exclaimed as she bounded over for a gentle hug. “Wow, someone needs a shower.”

“I know!” She sighed, exasperated as Leah hugged her hello also. “I can’t really do it by myself. Lucy will be home in a few hours. I’m sorry.”

“We can help?”

YFN paused. “I… uh…”

“You can be naked or have your underwear on,” Jordan shrugged to show it wasn’t a big issue. “Doesn’t bother us.”

She caught Leah’s look of happiness flash from the corner of her eye as she said ‘us’.

“I guess it would be nice to be all fresh for when Lucy comes home..”

“Exactly!”

The couple helped her into her wheelchair and towards the larger bathroom, rather than the ensuite. They gently helped her remove her clothes down to her underwear and bag her braced leg.

“Can this come off?” Leah asked, gesturing to the sling.

YFN nodded, a little embarrassed but happy to finally be able to clean herself.

Leah removed her sling as carefully as she could, looking at the new bandage and bruises on her collarbone. “How did it go?” She murmured, distracting her.

“Really well... he’s happy with it. I just need to be extra gentle so it doesn’t fail again.”

She nodded. “No more fighting people, mate.”

“Hey – that was very one-sided.”

“I know… I’m just… I’ll be happy when he’s out of the picture.”

YFN didn’t reply until Leah looked her in the eyes. She gave a small, knowing smile. “Me too.”

Once she was under the water, balancing on one leg, Leah left and Jordan stayed to make sure she didn't fall. She distracted her by talking about Leah and their heated morning, and then their day in Birmingham.

“I’m really happy for you, Dory,” she said, genuinely. That’s one of the things Jordan loved about her the most. She was always so genuine and loved when people were happy. “Do you know when you’ll be ready to…”

Jordan sighed as she turned so YFN could wash under her underwear. “I’m not sure… soon? I thought I was ready when I slept with her last time and look how that turned out.”

“You didn’t have closure, it’s completely understandable.”

“I just don’t want to make that mistake again and have us back at ground zero.”

“Oh, you won’t, trust me. You’re levels beyond that already. You just need to talk and communicate. And when you do eventually sleep with her again, go very, very slowly. Slow enough that you’re knowing how you feel at every step rather than bottling it in like last time, okay?”

Jordan nodded and turned back to turn the shower off. “How are you always right?”

“I honestly don’t know how it hasn’t annoyed Lucy just yet,” she laughed, letting Jordan help her from the shower.

“Not much annoys her, I think.”

“Except people chewing or breathing loud. If that’s around – she goes wild.”

“How come I never knew that?” Jordan wondered aloud.

“Because it’s the wonderful, wacky mind of Lucy and barely she can keep up with it?”

Jordan laughed. “Nail. Head.”

YFN POV

The couple insisted on making food seeing as YFN hadn’t eaten and Lucy was going to be hungry when she came home. YFN grimaced at the chaos and lack of coordination that was Leah and Dory in the kitchen, trying to work out how to make a roast. It was interesting to watch, though. They were patient with each other. Kind to each other. Just happy that they were together, even if it was all going to shit cooking wise.

Lucy stepped through the door just before five and immediately looked nervous at the sight of the kitchen and the pair in it. She shared a look with YFN who gave an amused, nervous grin in return.

“Oh, Lucy’s back!”

They greeted her, and then she was immediately by YFN’s side, holding her and breathing her in.

“Christ,” she groaned. “You feel so good. Wait. Did you shower?” She pulled back.

“Yes, Luce,” she chuckled. “The girls helped me.”

Lucy froze, her lips turning downwards. YFN touched them, pondering over them before leaning forwards to gently brush her lips on Lucy’s.

“I still had my underwear on,” she whispered into her lips, even though she didn’t need to. The kitchen was loud enough that they had their privacy.

Lucy made an unsure noise and YFN kissed her, dragging away that overthinking.

“It was friendly help, Luce. I promise. Now go and shower please, you’re stinky and I’m not in a position to escape..”

“Well, we can’t have that now, can we?” The footballer grinned and left for her shower.

Dinner ended up being surprisingly okay and edible. They all sat and laughed, talking about their days and what was happening over the coming ones. Lucy’s family were arriving tomorrow, and the couple seemed eager to join. They’d known Lucy her entire life, so of course they knew her family well too. They’d also both be at the game on Friday, organising to take YFN to watch.

“Oh, and in other news,” she announced spontaneously. “Riddles is back..”

“What?!”

ALEXIA POV

Ridley lowered her head and Alexia’s heart sunk at that. “Is there any hope for us?”

“Yes... Don’t run away again. Move forwards with me, together. I need you to be here for me, like I am for you. I need security. Don’t leave again. Fight for me. Fight for us.” Suddenly Ridley raised her head with almost mad determination in her eyes. And then… those dark eyes lowered to her lips. Fuck. Was she.. was she… about to….

Ridley cupped her face with one hand, drawing her down and reaching up as they met in the middle. Their lips met with passion and need.

Fuck. The way her lips moved. The way she tasted. Alexia tilted her head and her tongue began to brush her lips when… just as quickly as it started, it stopped. Ridley pulled away by sliding her head down, Alexia’s lips brushing along her cheek until Ridley pulled back. Her lips were a plusher shade of red now. That just made her even sexier.

“It’s all your choice from now on, Lex.”

Only if she knew that in her head, there was no choice to be made.

“I’ll stay…” she whispered.

“But not for long… I have to be back…”

“I know. Just a few more nights to be with Blue for her surgery. And then back to Spain.”

“And then back to Spain,” she nodded. “Okay.”

What the fuck was she doing? Alexia was usually so strong and independent. Now she was putty in her hands. And she loved it, because she knew Ridley was too.

Ridley’s fingers expertly unclasped her from her seat and collected her things.

“My bag and Chiquito…”

Alexia bolted upright, her breathing ragged. She looked around, disoriented until she realised where she was.

In her apartment, in Barcelona.

She looked at the time, 8am. To Alexia, that was a sleep in. Especially as her body was so used to waking up early for training.

A warm softness moved against her and she looked down to see Chiquito half awake, as if he’d been woken by Alexia’s dream also.

“Good morning,” she murmured as she let her fingers stroke through that soft, grey fur of his. He rolled slightly and stretched himself out in a way that had her stroking his belly. She smiled.

Alexia took her morning just to herself and Chiquito. He’d explored around last night, though he was still curiously finding new things, new smells or items of interest. She let him explore his new world as she took her shower to wake up and went to the kitchen to make her breakfast. As she did so, she felt herself feeling… a little out of place. As if her apartment wasn’t her home anymore. She hoped it was just because she’d been away for a few days, and tried to shrug it off, thinking it would go away. Instead – her mind moved to Ridley.

Ridley in her dream. Ridley on the plane. Kneeling in front of her. She’d never wanted to touch somebody so badly in her life.

She’d come back… but would she stay? Could she learn to love herself? And how would she prove that she’s not going anywh-

Alexia’s phone rang, and she’d been so in her head that she flinched. Putting the spatula down, she picked it up for the first time that day and softened at the name on the screen.

Ridley calling…

She didn’t even hesitate to answer.

“Hola,” she murmured.

“Bon dia, la Reina.” Ridley replied in Catalan. “I was hoping you’d be awake..”

“I’m making breakfast,” she hummed happily at the sound of her voice.

“Mmn. Did you make enough for me?”

Alexia laughed and gave her the same cheekiness back. “Oh, yes. More than enough. I’ll express post it straight away.”

“Or you could just invite me. Save the shipping costs.”

She rolled her eyes, very aware that she couldn’t get herself to stop smiling. “Okay then, when’s the quickest you can get here?”

“Faster than you will believe. I don’t believe that was an invite though, Lex. Use your words.”

She paused as if she were thinking about it before she spoke softly. “Ridley…”

“Yes, Alexia?”

“Would you like to join me for breakfast?”

Alexia heard a happy hum from the other end of the phone. “How unexpected. I’d love to. Now unlock the door, please.”

Alexia froze – her eyes widening as she spun towards the small hall leading to her front door. She gave a breathy laugh. “You… are very funny.”

“And very much going to prove to you that I’m here to stay, Lex.”

Part of Alexia thought it was a joke. Ridley would do something like that. The other part knew she wouldn’t mess with her promise. She began walking towards the door, the phone still to her ear as she unlocked it and hesitantly opened it.

[elenitrack]

Alisha Lehmann 🇨🇭

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