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Are you sure they like each other? (Alyssa Naeher x Reader)

Barely edited and I don't know if I happy with this, but I wanted to put something out. I hope you enjoy :)

Summary: Alyssa and reader are together, but very stoic and not affectionate in public. Think the team know they're together, apparently not. Start to question if they even like each other. Alyssa and reader turn into soft, love sick people when alone.

Warnings: Tiny bit suggestive, some swearing

Words: 3.3K

Alyssa had slipped out, taking our bags up to the room while I was surrounded by some of the team. I had offered to help, but she had insisted I stay to catch up, leaving before I could protest. Neither of us would be considered extroverts, though I was the one who liked to talk a bit more. Kristie pulled me into a tight hug before a few of the girls following suit, "How was your break Y/n?"

"It was pretty good. Alyssa and I just took it easy. Spent some time fixing up some of the stuff around the house I haven't had the time to do. Visited family, that sort of thing."

Confusion covered their faces, Kelley being the first one to speak up, "Wait. You spent the break with Alyssa?"

Now it was my turn to be confused. Alyssa and I had been together for almost 5 years, living together for 3. It wasn't something that had been hidden. Our relationship wasn't public knowledge, but friends and family knew we were together, or so I thought anyway. We weren't an affectionate couple in public or even with our friends, barely ever touching past an occasional hand on the back, a short hug after a game or if we were going to be apart. Occasionally, we would hold hands at home with family or I would lay with my head in her lap during movie night. I loved Alyssa more than words would describe, there was no doubt in my mind she felt the same. Public affection just made us both very uncomfortable.  

"Why wouldn't I? We live together."

"Wait what? You and Alyssa live together?"

"You didn't know? We weren't hiding it. You know we're together right?"

Kelley looked as if I had grown a second head, "You and Alyssa are dating? No we didn't know that! What the hell Y/n?"

Alyssa's hand touched my lower back, letting me know she was there before dropping back to her side. "What's happening here? Why is there yelling?"

"Apparently they're just finding out we live together and have been together for the last almost 5 years."

"5 years?!? And you didn't tell us?"

Even Alyssa looked confused at this point, "What do you mean didn't tell you? It was never hidden. We assumed you knew."

Accusatory glares were sent our way while Alyssa and I just stood there confused. This was not how I expected my morning to go. "You've never kissed, held hands, cuddled or done anything remotely couple like. How were we supposed to know?"

"We've held hands a few times and I sleep against her on the bus sometimes. I get her coffee and breakfast every morning, Alyssa gets me flowers every week even at camp. Pretty sure we've mentioned our anniversary before. We say 'I love you' to each other all the time. Did none of you find that weird?"

"You're always sitting next to each other on the bus so no and we just figured you were close friends or something. I think there's been one time that you've gotten flowers from her in front of us."

"I've seen that a few times actually, but its always when she seems to have a bad day," Tierna spoke up. 

Alyssa shrugged, "Well yeah, I get them every week, but if she's having a bad day then I'll get them on that day to cheer her up. Look, we just don't like PDA, we weren't hiding anything from you. We really thought you knew about us. And before you even ask, no we're not going to prove it. Now we're going to our room."

As soon as we entered our room, I flopped down on the bed, scooting over slightly when Alyssa lay down next to me. I pushed myself into her arms, leaving kisses on her jaw, her hand slipping under my shirt to draw random patterns. "You unpacked my stuff."

Alyssa held me closer, kissing my forehead. People held the impression that Alyssa disliked physical touch, which she did with most people. In reality, Alyssa loved cuddling with me, she loved holding my hand and kissing me. Just touching in general actually. When we first started dating, it was a welcome surprise. I expected some affection, but not as much as I received. There was definitely no complaints from me, I loved cuddling with my partners. "I always do, don't I?"

"You do and I appreciate it, but you don-"

She cut me off with a quick peck before speaking up not giving me the chance, "My love, how many times have you said I don't have to, yet I do it anyway?"

"Pretty much every camp," I mumbled against her neck, knowing what her response was going to be. It was always the same.

"Exactly. I do it because I love you and I want to make your day a little bit easier so how about you just accept it and let me do it."

It wasn't that I didn't like it, in fact I loved that she did it. I just always felt slightly bad when people did things for me. "Fine. I still can't believe they didn't know about us. I really thought they did."

"So did I. Maybe they just don't listen to us at all. It was all kind of entertaining though."

"It was, I can't believe they were so clueless. I have a feeling Emily is going to be annoying though. She had her mischief face on."

Alyssa's hand traveled further up my side as she rolled on top of me, "Unfortunately, I think you're right, but right now there are other things I would rather do than talk about Emily."

---

Just as I sat down for breakfast, Emily and Kelley slid onto the chairs in front of me. They just stared at me until I snapped, asking what they wanted. This was not what I needed early in the morning especially when I had only been awake for like half an hour. Alyssa was always down for breakfast after me, preferring to take her time to get ready and do her puzzles, while I just wanted coffee. 

"So you and Alyssa are together right?"

"Uh yeah, why?"

"Just checking. How long have you been together?"

"Almost 5 years."

"How did you meet?"

I looked at between Emily and Kelley, trying to figure out why I was being interrogated once again, about my relationship. At this point, I was pretty sure the team believed we were lying or something. "You know this already."

"We forgot."

Alyssa approached, giving me a quick smile which I returned, "Perfect timing. I'm being interrogated about our relationship again."

"Why?"

I shrugged, pushing Alyssa's breakfast in front of her receiving a quite thank you. I didn't answer Kelley's question, instead deciding to eat breakfast before it got cold. "Are you two being forced to be together?"

Both of our heads shot up at that. It was such a ridiculous question. There would be no logical reason for us to be pretending to be together especially considering we weren't public knowledge. I bit back my laugh before answering, "What? What makes you think that? Why would that be a thing?"

Emily shrugged, "You just don't seem to like each other like that."

"Go away Kelley," Alyssa mumbled before going back to her breakfast. I ignored her again, getting up for Alyssa's coffee instead. When I returned, Kelley and Emily were still there, giving Alyssa a suspicious look. I handed Alyssa the cup before sitting down again.

"Thank you love."

Emily narrowed her eyes at us, "Suspicious."

Alyssa rolled her eyes while I flipped Emily off. This whole thing was starting to get old. "Go eat your breakfast."

Later that day, we were back in our room, enjoying the time we had before practice. Alyssa was reading, while I lay in the sun on the balcony. I started to want cuddles. I wouldn't say I was clingy because it was true. We could spend hours doing completely different things. Sometimes though, I just craved touching or being held by her. I gave her a few minutes before calling out to her, knowing she would come to me without hesitation.

Alyssa groaned, but got up, slipped off her shirt and sat down behind me with my head in her lap. We met in the middle, lips connecting briefly before I wiggled around to get into a better position. Alyssa eyebrows raised, amusement shining in her eyes, "Comfortable?"

I smirked, lacing my fingers with hers that rest on my stomach, "Very. Do you like me Lyssa? Is someone forcing you to date me?"

"Not even a little bit. Don't you know I'm only with you for your body?" 

"That's what I thought. Maybe I should confess that I'm only with you for your abs."

She smirked at my response, "I had my suspicions. You're obsessed."

"Not my fault they're great abs."

Fingers ran through my hair as Alyssa leant down to kiss my forehead, "You know I love you right Y/n/n? I don't want you to ever doubt that because I don't show you affection in public."

"You know how I feel about PDA, I don't like it, I never have. I have never once doubted your love for me Alyssa and I hope you haven't doubted mine. I love you."

"Good. I have never doubted your love either."

---

Anger and worry coursed through me when I saw Alyssa go down. It was always my worst fear during games, but it didn't really happen during practice. I know we got competitive, there was no reason for it to happen during practice though. I ran up, kneeling beside her, hand grabbing hers, "Are you okay Lys?"

"This ones going to hurt," Alyssa winced, but quickly grabbed my arm when I turned to Rose who had taken her out. "Hey, it's not her fault, it was an accident. Go see if she's okay and be nice."

I took a breath to calm myself down before walking up to Rose. Rose started fidgeting nervously as I walked up to her, "Hey, are you okay Rose?"

"Y-yeah. S-sorry"

I hugged her, feeling her relax against me. Hugs weren't necessarily my favourite thing except when it was with Alyssa, but I knew Rose liked them and I didn't want her to feel bad. It wasn't actually her fault. "Rosie, it was an accident. Don't beat yourself up because of it, but maybe don't make a habit of taking out out keeper during practice, we kinda need her."

---

"You guys coming to dinner?"

"Uh yeah, just going to drop our stuff off."

Once we were in our room, Alyssa sat on the edge of the bed as I knelt behind her, arms wrapping around her shoulders loosely. She lent back against me with a sigh, kissing my hand. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Think my shoulder might bruise, but I'm okay hun. Don't worry so much."

I lift her shirt over her head, lips meeting the spot that was already starting to bruise then moving around to her neck, cheek and lips, "You know I can't help worrying about you, even if it's a bit ridiculous."

Alyssa turned around, pushing me back and hovering over me, "Well, I'm the same so I can't really say anything. I love you Y/n/n."

I looped my arm around the back of her neck, pulling her down so I could peck her lips, "I love you Lys, but you need to get off cause we need to go down for dinner."

She rolled off me with one final kiss before standing up, "Fine."

"Shirt."

---

My eyes fluttered open to the feeling of lips being pressed to every part of my face and neck. I giggled, arms wrapping around her neck to bring her lips to mine. You wouldn't guess it, but Alyssa always kissed me softly, as if I was something precious. It honestly drove me crazy. 

Alyssa pulled away slowly, grin plastered across her face, "Happy anniversary love."

My grin matched her, as I pecked her lips, "Happy anniversary Lys. I love you."

We spent a little longer in bed than usual, lazy kisses and cuddles shared before reluctantly dragging our selves out of bed and into the shower. Unfortunately, we had training today so we couldn't give in to the clear desires we both had, instead rushing through the shower and downstairs before there was anymore temptation and we ended up late. 

Alyssa and I were discussing dinner plans when we walked into the meal room. We never went out on our anniversary, always staying in and just being with each other in the comfort of our own home. This year was different because we were in a hotel, but we would make do. Just as we sat down, Kelley sat across from us, our conversation ending as we waited for her to say something. "Do you guys even like each other? I mean you guys just seem so indifferent around each other, sure you talk and even joke around sometimes, but it's no different then if you were talking to team mates, we've never heard you talk about anything remotely relationship like."

My arm rest on the back of Alyssa's chair, playing with the baby hairs at the base of her neck. That wasn't a usual occurrence, but it was our anniversary. I was feeling a mix of different, slightly overwhelming emotions from love to happiness, and nerves from the fact I was proposing tonight. I just wanted to be close to her right now and the usual leg against mine wasn't enough. Alyssa must have sensed it because her hand rest on my thigh under the table, squeezing gently as I spoke, "Of course we do. We were literally just talking about our plans tonight for our anniversary."

"That was talk about your anniversary? It sounded like you were talking about grocery shopping."

"We were, but in relation to our anniversary."

"So what are you going to do for your anniversary?"

"Chill out in our hotel room. We never do anything big."

"Yeah okay. That tracks with the appearance of your relationship."

Alyssa had gone back to our room after training while I had gone to the store to pick up a few snacks to sneak in and some flowers for her. She always got me flowers so I wanted to return the favour for once. We were planning on ordering in and watching movies before likely ending the night doing inappropriate cuddling.  It was our favourite way to spend our anniversaries. Thankfully, we had an off day tomorrow so we could get away with it. 

After placing the bag down on the table, I called out for Alyssa, getting a response from the bathroom almost instantly. My arms wrapped around Alyssa when she emerged from the bathroom, leaving a lingering kiss against her lips. Her eyes dropped down to the bouquet in my hand, a small smile appearing. "This isn't your actual gift, but you always get me flowers so I thought it was my turn. Your gift is running late."

"They're beautiful, thank you Y/n/n. You know you didn't have to get me anything."

"I know, but you also always get me something despite me saying the same thing, therefore shut up."

Alyssa laughed, pushing me away gently and taking the flowers, "You speak to me so romantically my love."

I pulled her back into me, peppering her face with kisses, "I love you."

"I love you. I ordered dinner already, it should be here soon. Also here," Alyssa handed out a small wrapped box. Inside was a gold chain with a small keepers glove attached. It was something I had mentioned wanting, a way to have her close when she wasn't there physically. 

"You remembered. I love it Lys."

"Of course I did."

After a short make out session and dinner, we cuddled up in bed to watch a movie. Maybe 15 minutes had passed before I started getting restless. My focus dropped from the movie, instead playing with Alyssa's fingers. I never was the best at staying still. My mind soon drifted to the pool downstairs, it had been a while since I got to go and the urge was suddenly there.  

When I shifted position once again, Alyssa chuckled and paused the movie, "I've lost you haven't I?"

I grinned up at her, kissing her softly. Alyssa always knew me so well. "Do you want to go swimming? It's late so no one will be around."

Alyssa knew I loved swimming so she agreed pretty easily, after some teasing of course. We made our way down to the pool, both wearing tank tops and shorts. No one was around so it didn't matter what we wore. I jumped straight in, swimming around a bit while Alyssa sat on the edge of the pool. After a few minutes, I swam up between Alyssa's legs resting my arms on them as I lent up connecting our lips in a lingering kiss. 

"Come in."

"It's cold."

"Love, it's a heated pool."

"Okay fine, I just enjoy watching you swim around."

"But, if you come in then we can cuddle, kiss," My hand ran up the inside of her thigh, "Touch."

Alyssa instantly slid into the pool, arm wrapping around me and pulling me against her. "You're a tease."

My hands slipped under her tank top, nails scratching down her back and over her stomach, "It's only teasing if I leave it at that. Just wait until we get ba-"

A loud voice interrupted the moment, annoyance crossing Alyssa's face as she stepped back slightly, but didn't let me go. "Oh my god! They really are together."

I groaned, turning to glare at Emily and Kelley, "Fuck off and stop ruining our anniversary."

Once they were out of sight again, I pulled myself out of the pool, Alyssa rest on my legs as I had done earlier. "What are you doing?" 

I pulled the towel that I had hidden the little black box in closer. Inside was a a plain gold band with a round cut diamond. Alyssa didn't often wear jewelry and she liked simple things so I knew she would love it. "I have something for you."

"You waited until we were at the pool to give it to me?"

"Well it wasn't the original plan, but I got nervous." My fingers laced with hers, Alyssa looking up at me curiously. "Never in my life did I think I would fall for someone as hard or fast as I did with you. From the boring, quiet days at home spent doing housework or errands to the movie nights and dinner dates, I love living life with you. I love the adventures we've had, I love working with you, fuck, I just love being with you Alyssa. I look forward to every new day because I get to do it with you. With you by my side, anything is possible. This is a shit speech, but I'm nervous and you love me anyway."

Alyssa chuckled, tears already forming in her eyes before I revealed the little box. "I love you Alyssa, I love you so much more than I thought possible. I want to live life with you forever. With that being said, Alyssa Naeher will you marry me?"

Arms wrapped around my waist tightly, lips connecting with mine, in a soft, emotional kiss, "Yes, yes I will marry you Y/n."

I slipped the ring on her finger, connecting our lips again. Alyssa pulled away too soon for my liking, reaching for her own towel, pulling out a black box similar to the one I had moments before. Alyssa opened it, revealing a plain rose gold band with three small gems set into it. I soon realised it was both our birth stones and one I wasn't quite sure of. "You beat me to it, but will you marry me Y/n?"

"I suppose I can't say no seeing as I just gave you a ring."

Alyssa laughed, sliding the ring onto my finger before kissing me again. "These are our birthstones, what's this one?"

"When we first started dating."

"I love it, I love you."

A crash from behind us instantly caught our attention. About half the team stood there, sheepish smiles in place and a phone pointed in our direction. Seeing as they were caught, everyone started talking over each other, congratulations being thrown our way. I rolled my eyes, turning back to Alyssa. "Let's get out of here before they surround us. We have celebrating to do."

[wosoimagines]

Tall Tales - Alyssa Naeher/Reader

part one | part two

prompt: part two to Our Own Litle Book Club where Alyssa helps open up a book store.

warnings: none.

words: 1562

i hope you guys like this cause i'm hoping to get back into writing and maybe even setting a schedule for it to help keep me on track since i'm working two jobs and can get pretty busy these days cause i've really missed writing.

Y/N POV

“So, I have a surprise.”

Alyssa furrowed her brow as I pushed the box across the table toward her. I kept a close eye on her reaction as she opened the box.

Alyssa blinked once. Then twice. And then a third time before she reached into the box.

“Are you asking me to move in?”

I chuckled a little as Alyssa held the key up in between us.

“Not yet,” I shook my head. “I bought the place next door with the money I made from my book. Which reminds me, I really do need to do something for Rose the next time she’s in town since she recommended it to all of your teammates and on her Instagram.”

“Why did you buy the place next door?”

I looked down at the table as I fiddled with the mug that had my latte in it. I had wanted Alyssa’s opinion, but she had been so busy preparing for the World Cup and the last thing I wanted was for her to feel like she had to help me with it.

“I want to open a bookstore. Is it a bad idea?”

Alyssa stayed quiet as she put the key back into the box that was sitting on the table. We had only been together for a couple of months, but her opinion on this meant a lot to me. I held my breath until Alyssa reached across the table to grab ahold of my hand.

“I think it’s a great idea. Do you have a name for it?”

“That’s a work in progress,” I said as I grinned at her. “I was hoping that you’d help me with that. And maybe help me fix it up? I’m not in a rush and Arthur said he’d keep me on the schedule until 11 so that I could work on it in the afternoon until it’s ready to open and then we’ll come up with a plan for my schedule here too.”

“How much work needs to be done?”

“I could show you around when you finish that coffee.”

Alyssa shook her head as she turned back to her coffee that was only half gone.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I grinned as I stepped back once we had moved the bookshelf into place. Alyssa wiped the sweat off her brow as she joined my side.

“Now we just have to put the books on the shelves.” Alyssa let out a small groan as I waved her off. “I can do it tomorrow with the others.”

“You sure you want the others to put the books up with you?”

I rolled my eyes at that before I tossed the water bottle over to her. Alyssa had met most of the people I had hired but she had insisted that the two of us do the work ourselves to make it our little project.

“You have practice tomorrow and I have the day off from the coffee shop. Besides, it would help if the others know where everything is at so that they can help people find what they’re looking for when we open next week,” I said. I had been training everyone who was hired how to use our system, but it had been easy since a couple of the people coming to work at the bookstore also work at the coffee shop with me. “Besides, you have your national team camp to worry about.”

“I can always tell them that I have personal stuff going on. I want to be here for opening day.”

“Alyssa, you know you can’t do that,” I swatted at her shoulder. We had arguments over the topic that past few days now that I had set the date for my grand opening, and it happened to be while Alyssa was going to be at camp. She’d ultimately be in town as their national team camp was taking place in Chicago, but Alyssa was worried that she wouldn’t be able to stop by for opening day. “I won’t let you put your own career on hold because of me.”

“I want to.”

“And I don’t want you to. What if they refuse to call you up later because you took time away from the team?”

“Let me worry about that.”

“Absolutely not, Alyssa. I’m your partner, it’s part of my job to worry about you. I could never forgive myself if they refused to call you up because you took time for me.”

“So, you can support me as my partner, but I’m not allowed to support you.”

I sighed as I pinched the bridge of my nose. Alyssa didn’t even have a schedule for her camp days yet so there wasn’t any telling if she would have to miss opening day or not.

“Look, the team is coming for the soft launch. It was supposed to be a surprise in case you’re going to be busy on opening day,” I explained. I had reached out to Becky to help me set up the surprise. “You guys will be the first customers that we have. I wanted to make sure that you could still be a part of the opening, but I won’t let you put your own life on hold for me. And we’ll have the first book club meeting when you get done with camp. Okay?”

Alyssa stayed silent as she nodded her head. I was a little upset that I had to ruin the surprise, but if it helped to quell Alyssa’s nerves about possibly missing the opening day then I guess it wasn’t too bad to ruin the surprise.

“We’ll be the first customers?”

“Pinky promise.”

I held my pinky up so she could lock her own around mine. After all, pinky promises were the most important promises ever.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I grinned as I rocked on my hills as the girls made their way toward me. I wrapped Alyssa up in a hug when she got close enough. We had been on the phone just this morning, but nothing compared to being able to see her in person.

“You ready to see how it turned out?” I softly asked her.

“You know I am.”

I pulled away from her before turning to unlock the door. I waited for the girls to pile into the store before I turned on the lights. Most of the girls gasped or squealed when they could finally see how the store turned out. I didn’t mind as they started to go about the store.

I did step up next to Alyssa though as I grabbed ahold of her hand. My eyes were drawn to the display that she was looking at. There were quite a few displays about the store. We had mystery book dates scattered throughout the store, along with a banned book display and even one for our employee favorites.

“In the beginning,” Alyssa read out loud. She looked down at me. “Are those the books we’ve recommended to each other?”

“I couldn’t have opened this place without you. I wanted to do something a little extra special for the two of us,” I admitted. I had even gone as far as to make sure that all the books were in order of how we had each recommended them to each other as just another way to tell our own story. “Do you like it?”

“I love it.”

“Good, because you guys are also working opening day as well.”

“Wait, what?”

“Yeah, you guys are going to come and work opening day. More press for the store and you get to come to opening day.”

Alyssa grinned before she pulled me closer to give me a kiss. I couldn’t help but melt in her arms. I was getting to live my own little story and I wouldn’t change it for the world.

“Hey, (Y/N)!” Sonny called out, causing Alyssa and I to pull away from each other. Neither of us being comfortable with showing too much PDA around Alyssa’s teammates. “How did you get ‘Tall Tales’ for the name?”

“You don’t have to tell her,” Alyssa said to me, but I was already shaking my head at her.

“Alyssa loves telling me all of the national team tales you guys get up to and she’s tall, so it kind of just worked out perfectly.”

“I knew you loved all the shenanigans that we get up to, Uncle!”

Alyssa groaned at that.

“Is ‘shenanigans’ your word of the day, Sonnett?” Alyssa asked. I immediately brought my hand up to cover my mouth to keep the laughter from spilling out. “I’m so proud of you for being able to use such a big word in a sentence.”

“Don’t be mean,” I said as I pushed Alyssa away from me.

“Let’s be realistic,” Alyssa said. She caught sight of the book in Sonny’s hands. “Are you sure you should let her read your book? She might have trouble with some of the words and subtext and all the hidden meanings in it.”

“Hey!”

“It’s okay, Sonny. You can ask me all the questions about it,” I said to the blonde defender before turning to Alyssa. “And you are getting no more kisses until you can be nice to Sonny.”

Alyssa groaned at that as I moved closer to Sonny to talk to her about some of the themes that she would find in my book.

[storiesforthemoonchild]

Just Call Uncle | Alyssa Naeher

based on this request... Alyssa doing uncle things for the newbies Enjoy :)

“Uh Rose…I think I broke the shower head,” Olivia walks out of their shared hotel bathroom with said shower head in hand. 

“You think or you know?” Rose laughs, bouncing off the bed and grabbing her phone. 

The 18-year-old blushes in embarrassment, “I definitely broke the shower head.”

“It’s alright. Well just call Alyssa.”

“Lys knows how to fix a shower head?” She questions thinking about her fellow teenage teammate. 

“Naeher not Thompson,” Rose laughs, dialing on her phone. “Uncle can fix anything.”

It’s not long before the goalkeeper is knocking on their hotel room door. Rose answers with a smile as Olivia sits at the edge of the bed nervously. 

“What did you do kid?” Alyssa laughs as Rose hands over the shower head. 

“I was just trying to adjust it to my height and it broke,” Olivia mumbles out, following the two into the restroom. 

Alyssa was fast and efficient in twisting the shower head back on. While really a simple task that either girl could’ve done themselves, Alyssa was used to being called upon for these things. She hops down from the ledge and pats Olivia’s shoulder as she heads for the door. “All fixed. Try not to break anything else.”

“We will try,” Rose smiles, closing the door as Alyssa walks out. 

On her journey back to her room, where she planned to finish enjoying her book, she stumbles across Midge and Jaedyn coming out of the elevator. 

“Oh! Alyssa help pretty please,” Midge waves her over with a foot wedged in front of the doors. 

Clearly the two had quite the shopping spree, as the elevator floors were nearly covered in shopping bags. Alyssa reaches down grabbing them up. 

“I can take some of those,” Jaedyn was quick to try and grab a few bags from her hold. 

“It’s alright I got it. Just lead the way,” Alyssa tells them as Midge lets the doors close and ushers her towards their room. 

“You’re the best, thank you,” Midge tells her as she places the bags on the floor. 

“Don’t mention it.”

The next day all the girls are set to head on the pitch for training when Alyssa stops noticing the frantic shuffling Mia is doing through her bag. 

“Everything alright?” Alyssa asks. 

Never looking up from her bag Mia responds rushed, “I left my socks. How did I leave without socks?”

Alyssa moves back to her training back and digs out a pair, “here,” she says tossing a pair of socks in the attacker’s direction. “They’re clean, promise.” Grateful Mia gives her a quick hug before sliding them on. 

Alyssa would always be the one to turn to whenever the girls needed something. She knew it would only be a matter of time before the younger girls learned that and were in need of her services as well. She was never going to get rid of her title as Uncle. 

[gotham--fc]

Halloween Horror - An Alyssa Naeher Imagine

The second Halloween fic! This wasn't planned but I had so much inspiration it just happened. Dedicated to @grapefruit-personified and her love of Alyssa

Summary: Y/N didn't think inviting Alyssa over to watch a horror movie would end like this

“How could you do this to me?” Alyssa’s says, voice muffled from how her head is squished between Y/N’s shoulder and the couch.

“You’re like the toughest person I know! How was I supposed to know that a horror movie is enough to have you cowering in my lap?”

“I’m not in your lap.”

“Because you wouldn’t fit,” Y/N smiles fondly, “I feel like the roles are supposed to be reversed here, don’t you think?”

Y/N didn’t expect that the night would lead to Alyssa hiding behind Y/N as the last scenes of a Hereditary played out on screen. Her and Alyssa have been seeing each other for a few months and Y/N thought, since it was October (AKA spooky month) that it was a great idea to invite Alyssa over to watch some horror movies. Alyssa never said she was scared of them, though.

Alyssa agreed to come over easily, and when Y/N mentioned watching horror movies, Alyssa’s willingness never waned.  Y/N assumed Alyssa liked horror movies, or at least would be able to watch them.

Y/N spent all of October chatting with their teammates about the best horror movies, the scariest ones, the ones that didn’t quite land, and Alyssa never participated, but it’s Alyssa. She’s always quiet and tries to stay out of the team’s shenanigans most of the time. So really, it came as a shock when a few minutes into the movie, Alyssa’s grip on Y/N’s hand gets so tight that Y/N begins to worry about the circulation in her fingers. Still, when Y/N asked if she should turn it off, Alyssa said no. Then she was screaming and trying to duck behind Y/N. But still, she told Y/N they didn’t need to turn it off.

“I told you we didn’t have to watch the whole thing,” Y/N says, “I wouldn’t have minded doing something else tonight.”

“I can handle a stupid horror movie,” Alyssa insists stubbornly.

“I’ve never doubted your capabilities, babe,” Y/N turns around enough to press a kiss to the back of Alyssa’s head, “But if this is you handling it? I don’t want to see what not handling it looks like.”

“I will go home,” Alyssa says.

“You want to go home right now? When it’s dark out? Get in your car alone and drive home to your empty, dark house with no one around but you? Leave me here all alone and hope there’s nothing lurking in my closet?”

Alyssa doesn’t answer.

“That’s what I thought.”

Y/N swings her legs over Alyssa’s lap, and runs her fingers through Alyssa’s hair.

“I’m sorry you got scared,” Y/N says, “That wasn’t my intention for the evening.”

“I know,” Alyssa says, “It wasn’t your fault.”

“What would you like to do with the rest of the night?”

“I would like to stay like this please.”

“Of course.”

Y/N pulls Alyssa’s head to her chest and alternates between petting her hair and rubbing her back. She feels bad that Alyssa got scared, but she won’t deny she enjoys the end result. She loves doing just about anything with Alyssa, whether it be playing soccer or going on dates or even just watching Alyssa complete her morning crossword. She likes these quiet moments where it’s just the two of them, cuddling up on the couch in silence.

Y/N doesn’t know how long they sit there, before Alyssa lifts her head. Y/N kisses the bridge of her nose, because she can, and grins at the pink blush that dots Alyssa’s cheeks.

“I know it’s not that late, but can we go to bed?” Alyssa asks.

“Yeah, we can go to bed.”

They go through their nightly routines, and then slide into bed. Y/N gives Alyssa a peck and says goodnight then turns off the lamp on her bedside table. She lays down, facing Alyssa, who she can make out the outline of in the dark. Alyssa lays on her back, completely still, and Y/N frowns. She reaches out and touches Alyssa’s arm and Alyssa almost jumps off the bed.

“Woah, Lys, you good?”

“Sorry,” Alyssa whispers, “Sorry.”

“What’s up?”

Alyssa doesn’t answer and if Y/N wasn’t staring at her she might’ve thought Alyssa had fallen asleep. Then Alyssa sighs.

“Can you leave the light on please?”

Y/N rolls over and flicks the lamp back on. She gets up and flicks the hall light on, and leaves her bedroom door open a crack, so the light filtered in. Then she got back in bed and turned the lamp off.

“Better?”

“Yes,” Alyssa says, “Thank you.”

“It’s the least I can do after I traumatized you with that movie.”

“You did not traumatize me.”

“Whatever you say babe,” Y/N settles deeper in the blankets, “Goodnight Lys. Wake me up if you need me.”

Y/N stays awake long enough to hear Alyssa say goodnight back, then she’s falling asleep, with the warm presence of her girlfriend in bed beside her.

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Alyssa Naeher Appreciation

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Show and Tell - Uswnt/Woso Master List

LAST UPDATED: July 27, 2023

TEAM

- I Never Knew - Very angsty there is a warning before the fic of all the things in there

- No Warnings - Fluff, bullying included

- She's been corrupted! (Part 1, Part 2) - Fluff for both

- New to this - Being overwhelmed by Social media, autism-hate(?)

- Late to the Game - Fluff

KRASHLYN

- I’m Back - Mentions of being in military via bad dream and introduction at the beginning, fluff otherwise

- Meet Your Sister (Part 1, Part 2) - pt2 has hinted self-deprecation, fluff otherwise

- Running Home (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4) - a.b.o fic - Separation-anxiety, insomnia, and anorexic

- I Dare You - a.b.o fic ? - Dealing with homophobia, brief classism mentioned if Alpha and Omega count

- Short-Fuse - bad refs, fluff otherwise

- Blankie! - Child!R, fluff

- Love is the best medicine - Fluff

- Oh, Really? - Very suggestive smut (?) Fluff otherwise

- Quality Time - Bad communication, mentions of possible cheating, fluff ending

- Snuggles - Fluff

- Scary Man! - Fluff

- Not As Bad As It Looks - Blood mentioned, homophobia and slur mentioned.

TOBIN HEATH

- The Chill Isn’t Working - Fluff

- No One Likes Being Hurt - bad communication, mentions of soccer injury, fluff ending

- Stars Colliding - Fluff

- Paint My Love - Vandalism(?), escaping arrest, and suggestive end

CHRISTEN PRESS

- It’s You and Me - Fluff with angst sprinkled throughout

- Ride or Die (Part 1, Part 2) - Fluff

- Baby Fever - Fluff

ALEX MORGAN

- Not Made Of Stone (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4) - Pt1 is fluff, Pt2 has mentions of young character death, Pt3 and 4 are fluff

ROSE LAVELLE

- What is happening?! - Fluff

BECKY SAUERBRUNN

- The Red Skull - Fluff with small suggestive bit in middle

ALYSSA NAEHER

- No, My Fiancée - Mentions of concussions, fluff

KRISTIE MEWIS

- Amuse Me - Fluff

JULIE JOHNSTON/ERTZ

- Loki did what?! - Fluff

JESSIE FLEMING

- Once Rivals (Spy AU) - Torture, blood, and brief character death

If you want me to write one for your favorite player(s) just go to my blog and type it into the ask me or message me. No guarantees though. I also do AUs so please include that if you want.

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One Step at a Time: USWNT x Reader

Summary: Y/N plays in the opening match of the world cup but it isn’t sunshine and fairy tales. Y/N does everything they can to hold their shit together and help the team. 

Warnings: sorry this is very very sad because i need to write out my sad emotions and this is a little bit me writing my life into an imagine… italics are Y/N’s internal monologue

Word count: 1234

Y/N POV

Step One: get to the lobby of the hotel before the bus is supposed to leave

Just put one foot in front of the other. Take the elevator, not the stairs. Save your energy for the game you are going to need it. Are my headphones on? Are my sun glasses on? Follow the team out of the hotel. Ignore the fans. Ignore the media. Get on the bus and sit in your seat.

Step Two: Get to the start of the game without crying

Chill playlist only. Focus on good deep breaths. Keep your eyes closed. Imagine today being a better day. Your family is in the stands. They can’t wait to watch you do what you love. They are so proud of all of the hard work it took you to get here. They will go crazy if you score a goal today. Do the same routine you always do. Take the picture frame out of your bag. Remember that you are playing for those who can no longer be here. Take the necklace off and put it on the picture frame. Get dressed. Warm up. How do the muscles feel? How do the joints feel? Is blood sugar okay? Are electrolyte levels okay?

Step Three: Be the player that the team needs you to be

We all line up. The whistle blows. 

Time to push forward. I am open. The ball is at my feet. The keeper is off their line. Chip the keeper Y/N. Holy shit. It worked. I just scored. Everyone is running to me.

“That was amazing Y/N!” Alex yells in my ear.

“Y/N you are the best!” Lindsey says joining the swarm of people hugging me.

I look up to the sky with tears in my eyes.

This is for you. It's always for you.

“Come on guys,” I say. “There is a lot of game left to be played.”

Line up for the corner. Have a plan to lose the defender. Never lose sight of the ball. Run towards it. Jump high. Redirect to the back post. 

“Fuck yeah!”

“That's two Y/N!”

“Y/N is unstoppable!”

Don’t get cocky. Stay humble. Stay true to yourself.

“Y/N! Push forward.”

I can see what is about to happen. Stay on side Y/N and everything will work out. Run. Get your ass there. Just get a toe on the ball. The keeper can’t stop you. Redirect. Don’t add any power.

“Hat trick! Hat trick! Hat trick!”

“Y/N! You are the love of my life!”

The whistle blows and I just sit on the ground and cry. I should be happy right now, but instead I am so sad. 

This is not how the world cup was supposed to go.

Step 4: Put on a happy face until the public can’t see you

“That was an amazing way to start the world cup,” Vlatko says to all of us in the huddle. “I am proud of all of you. Y/N, congrats on the hat trick. Everyone, enjoy this moment. The rest of the world cup starts tomorrow.”

“One more thing before everyone starts to look for their family,” Pinoe says. “Y/N get in the middle. You know how birthdays work on this team.”

Everyone sings happy birthday to me and then we head over to the friends and family section. 

Seeing everyone so excited that their family is here makes me happy. It’s great to see everyone in such good moods.

“Y/N where is your family?” Sonnett asks. “I wanna say hi to them!”

“They’re in America,” I tell her quietly, trying to not cry. “They aren’t coming to any of the games.”

“That’s okay,” Sonnett whispers in my ear while giving me a hug. “All of our families will support you and be your family during the tournament.”

“Thanks Sonny”

Step 5: Get through media as quickly as possible

Heif takes me to the mixed zone, where I am presented with the player of the match trophy.

“Y/N,” A reporter says, getting my attention. “After your goals and after the game you seemed emotional. Could you speak on what emotions you are feeling and what has been going through your head throughout the game?”

Do I lie or do I tell the truth?

Lie.

Truth.

Lie.

Truth.

Lie.

Truth. The truth will come out eventually so there is no point in lying now.

“Yeah, there definitely are a lot of emotions when it comes to playing in the world cup. Most of the game I kept telling myself to be that player that my teammates need me to be. Every goal was such a whirlwind. They were all split second decisions that worked out in the team's favor. Before every game, I remind myself of all the people I play this sport for. All of the people who would be proud of me for fighting for my dreams. After the goals, I was thinking who I was scoring for. The ones who would be going crazy if they were able to watch this game. I am sure if you were to ask anyone on the team, they would say that they compartmentalize during games and tournaments. I am no different. But once that final whistle blew, I let myself think about the things I’ve been blocking out during the game. I let myself sit in the emotions I was putting aside in order to be the player the team needs me to be.”

“Y/N, is there anything you would like to say to your family right now?”

It’s okay to cry. Everyone will understand.

“Yes. Unfortunately, my family was not able to make it out to the world cup, so they are back home watching this on TV. Before… Before we left the hotel I got a call from my family. There was a family emergency. So to my family: I am very sorry that I am not able to be there to support you right now. I know what you are going through feels unreal and unimaginable. I love each and everyone of you. Please take time for yourself and make sure you are doing okay. And I hope that watching the world cup brings you a little bit of light in this very dark time. Those goals were for Reagan, Chase, and Cole. I will fight to win this world cup for you and for them. And I will be back in a month to give all of you hugs.”

Step 6: Let the team in. Let the team support you.

I am sobbing by the time I get back to the locker room. Almost everyone is either in the showers or the ice bath. I get to my locker and suddenly I am filled with rage. I punch my locker over and over again until I am pulled away by Aubrey and Naeher. I collapse in their arms and just sob.

Nothing in the world feels okay.

By the time I have calmed down, the entire team is sitting in their lockers silently. Patiently waiting for me to talk to them.

“My brothers died today,” I say, my voice raw. “I found out right before we got on the bus. I am staying for the rest of the world cup. My family will be staying in America. I need to win this for them.”

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She looks so good!

[uswntfics]

It has been forever and I’m so sorry. It turns out that something that showed on a CT 2 or sours ago that doctors said was just a regular sinus infection we’re actually masses/obstructions that have grown and are now pressing on my eye which apparently is the cause for the constant migraine I’ve had for like 8 months. Needless to say it has been hard for me to focus enough or have enough energy or ideas to write for than a few sentences at a time. I finally get surgery next week and will be in bed rest for 2wks so PLEASE do me a huge favor and give me any prompts and/or requests for USWNT x reader oneshots or anything you’d like to see in CATastrophe pt. 2.

Overprotective (Preath pt. 2)

Or USWNT MATES pt.3) hopefully I’ll finally get back into writing soon!

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Distance makes the heart grow fonder (Alyssa Naeher x Reader)

It's been a long month and a bit but things are finally settling down and I'm back! Posting might not be as frequent for a while though I'll try my best to get my motivation back.

I started this like a week after the world cup started, but it's finally finished. Hope you enjoy :)

Words: 4.1K

Two years ago, I made the hardest decision of my life. I left the person I was madly in love with, the person I thought I would marry. Leaving Alyssa was the hardest thing I had ever done, but at the time, I needed to be home.

After my mum had died, my family needed me and I needed them. Even though with Alyssa I was the happiest I'd ever been and she was the most supportive, loving partner. It wasn't enough. We knew we wouldn't survive distance that large so we ended it before the possibility of maintaining friendship was ruined. Even two years later, she was still constantly on my mind, no matter how much I tried to forget about our relationship, it never worked. We still kept in contact occasionally so I guess that didn't help. I could never fully let her go though. 

Missing Alyssa may have been the motivation behind packing up and moving to Auckland for the duration on the world cup. When I lived in Chicago, I trained and worked as a physio, but when I moved back, I never had the motivation to do the things needed to work as one in New Zealand. So instead I just went into security. Maybe it wasn't what I wanted to do, but it was easier at the time. 

I hadn't noticed anyone in the hallway with me, but a voice calling my name stopped me in my tracks. That voice is one I would always instantly recoganise no matter how much time had gone by. 

"Alyssa." We just stood staring at each other for a few seconds before I broke out of the trance. The women I was still madly in love with, was actually standing in front of me for the first time in years. "Do I get a hug Lys or are you just going to stand there?"

Alyssa's arms wrapped around me tightly as she spun me around, I giggled, burying my face in her neck. She refused to let me go when I tried to pull away. I didn't fight it though. After two years without her, being back in her arms was the best feeling in the world. "What are you doing here?"

"Working. I got a security gig for the duration of the world cup."

"Well I'm glad you're here. I've missed you."

"Me too Lys."

A clearing of the throat behind us, made me aware of the fact that we weren't alone. Once Alyssa had pulled away, I was bombarded by hugs from the girls that were on the team when I worked with them. "Alright, alright, I missed you too but please let me go now."

We spent a few minutes catching up, but I had to go before I got in trouble for being late. "I have to go."

"Me too. Come by my hotel later? It would be good to catch up properly." 

"I'll be there. Send me the address."

Later that evening, I was waiting anxiously outside Alyssa's door. Hanging out with Alyssa was a sure way to be hurt again. I had every intention of keeping things friendly, that didn't mean the feelings I had for her had gone away or I wasn't already wishing we could be together again. Two years later, she was still the person who had my heart. Getting to spend time with her made the pain worth it in the end. 

Alyssa opened the door, a small smile appearing as she hugged me quickly, "Thank you for coming Y/n/n."

"Like I would miss spending time with you."

We spent the next hour or so getting caught up on what's been happening in each others lives. Just getting to sit and talk with Alyssa again was amazing. After the initial awkwardness, it was surprisingly comfortable, almost like old times. We used to spend hours sitting or cooking together, while talking about random things. In almost 5 years together, we never ran out of things to talk about.

Alyssa was lying on her back, but when she turned on her side to face me, my heart felt like it skipped a beat. She was looking at me the same way she used to, with so much love and adoration. I quickly looked away before the urge to kiss her got to much. "I thought you were in Wellington with your family?"

"I am, but when I found out you would be in Auckland, I thought I would try my luck and temporarily relocate." I blushed, suddenly embarrassed at the confession. Moving to a different city for over a month in hopes of seeing your ex-girlfriend who you were still in love with, but couldn't have, was a bit ridiculous when you actually thought about it. 

Alyssa tried to hide her smile as she linked her pinky with mine. I didn't even think about pulling away. "You did that for me?"

"Maybe. I kinda missed you."

"I'm really glad you did Y/n/n. I missed you. Even if you weren't here I was hoping to see you anyway."

---

The first and second night went okay, I ended up back in my hotel despite wanting nothing more than to stay. We were trying to maintain some boundaries knowing that we would be apart again soon. On the third night though, that plan failed. Over the course of the movie, I ended up cuddled with Alyssa. Cuddling with Alyssa felt so natural, I barely noticed it was happening until she pulled me closer, kissing my forehead as I started falling asleep. Everything about it was a bad idea, but I gave into my desire and ended up staying. Before I knew it, I hadn't slept in my own bed for almost a week. 

Once again, I woke up in Alyssa's bed. Well, I hadn't actually slept much so I was more just lying there as she slept soundly, arms wrapped tightly around me with our legs intertwined. It had hit me last night that Alyssa would be leaving in a few weeks if not sooner, that we were moving past our attempted boundaries and into relationship territory again. It was going to hurt all over again if we let it continue. 

When Alyssa started stirring, I let myself enjoy her for a few seconds before reluctantly pulling away. Alyssa pouted, letting out a sound of protest while trying to pull me back in. "Lys, we can't keep doing this. It's just going to hurt in the end when you leave."

Alyssa took a few seconds to reply which was expected since she just woke up, but it didn't stop me getting nervous. I still wanted to see her, I just knew it was going to hurt. "I know. The rational side of me is saying to stop, but I would rather enjoy this time with you and deal with the pain. God I wish I never had to leave, even after all this time, I'm still into you."

I felt tears sting my eyes, trying to escape as I turned away to not let her see me cry. We had an almost perfect relationship, sure we fought occasionally, but we understood, trusted, loved and cared for each other unconditionally. We fit together perfectly. Alyssa showed me her soft side, something that she didn't do easily. We were constantly talking about our life together, hell I was a week away from proposing, but I had ruined that when I left. "I'm sorry I ruined us Lys."

Alyssa turned me around, the most sincere yet serious look on her face, "Don't ever apologise for that Y/n. You did what you had to for yourself and your family. It wouldn't have been fair for me to ask you to stay knowing why you had to go. It sucked beyond belief, but I understood then and still do. Please don't blame yourself because I never will."

My brain was telling me no, but my heart won as I lent forward, connecting my lips with Alyssa's. All the feelings, love, butterflies and tingles came back full force. Everything I had felt for her 2 years ago came back just as strong if not stronger. I guess it's true what they say, distance makes the heart grow fonder.

Alyssa cupped my cheek softly, pulling me so I was practically on top of her. Hands slipped under my shirt, my skin feeling like it was burning at the touch. Yet again, I reluctantly placed my hand on her chest, pushing her away.

"You have practice, I have work."

"I wasn't doing anything."

"Bull shit Naeher. I haven't forgotten your tricks."

---

Whatever boundaries we had set, had completely gone out the window after our kiss a few days ago. I hadn't slept in my bed again and there had been a fair few make out sessions. Tonight I had come back to her room after work to find her dressed up in slacks, a button up and a leather jacket. I was confused until Alyssa directed my attention to the clothes laid out on her bed. "Get dressed, I want to take you out tonight."

"Is that any way to talk to a lady Miss Naeher?" 

"My sweet, beautiful Y/n, if you could please change and accompany me on a totally platonic, non-romantic evening?"

I held back my laugh as nervousness started growing on Alyssa's face. It was subtle unless you knew Alyssa like I did. Alyssa could be sweet and caring, anyone who knew her could tell you that, but there was a soft, gentle, loving side to Alyssa that only the people she was in love with got to see. I just happened to be lucky enough to still be that person. "I would love to accompany you on a totally platonic, non-romantic evening."

Alyssa had taken me to a little beach to watch the sunset. It was one of my favourite things from when we were together.  Whenever we got the chance we would go watch the sunset. Whether it was the beach, park or just our backyard, it didn't matter. It was our time away from the world, our way to keep connection with each other even during our busiest times. 

I sat between Alyssa's legs, cuddled as far back into her as possible with a blanket wrapped around us. Maybe winter wasn't the best time to be watching the sunset on the beach, but between the warmth of Alyssa and the blanket, I wasn't feeling the cold yet. 

Alyssa kissed my cheek, breaking the silence with a whisper, "You know I forgot how much more beautiful your are in person than in photos, which is saying something because you look incredible in photos."

I giggled, pecking her lips before settling back to my original position, "I forgot how soft you actually are."

"You know it's only ever been for you."

"It's one of the things I love most about you. I know it's kinda ridiculous, but honestly, I've never felt more special then when I was with you Lys. You made me feel like I was the most important person in your life. I could do anything with you by myside." 

"You are special Y/n. You are one of the most special and important people in my life. No matter what happens or where you are, that'll never change."

There was no response coming to mind that would properly portray what I was feeling, so I just cuddled further into her. The words swirling around my head. I knew this would destroy me, having her back then losing her again, but I was so in love with her, that it didn't matter because even if it was just for a few weeks, I got to be with her again. Alyssa kissed my temple, fingers lacing with mine. "Are you okay Y/n/n?"

"I am. Just enjoying the moment. Even though I don't have the words to describe what I'm feeling, just know you mean the world to me."

"Ditto."

We sat cuddled on the beach long after the sun had set, talking about anything we could think of. The temperature had definitely dropped, my fingers and toes becoming colder the longer we sat there. Alyssa's nose sent shivers through me as she nuzzled it against my neck. I felt the vibrations of her chuckle despite her trying to hide it. "Are you cold darling?"

"Your nose is freezing, but I am getting quite cold now."

Alyssa laced her fingers with mine, wrapping her arms around me tighter, "Me too. I had dinner reservations for us, but I think we've missed them now. How does pizza sound?"

"Pizza sounds amazing. Can we go for a spa afterwards? I think the hotel one is still open."

There was no one else around so I settled myself in Alyssa's lap, head resting against her shoulder as I enjoyed the warmth after hours in the cold. Her fingers traced patterns along my back as I played with the string of her bikini. Everything tonight had taken me back to when I was happiest in life. It took me back to the countless nights spent cuddled with Alyssa, whether it was watching the sunset at the beach, watching tv or reading. They were some of my favourite moments in life. They were intimate and safe, the moments where I felt most at peace and loved. Of course I knew I missed Alyssa, but tonight made me realise just how much I missed those moments. It also reminded me that I only had it back for a limited time. 

Thoughts of moving back started swirling around my mind, but they were joined of thoughts of leaving my family and having to start over again. Honestly, it scared me. What if I decided to do it, then Alyssa didn't want me back? What if we got back together and we didn't work as a couple anymore? I know what we were doing and how we were acting. We're in this weird space of together, but not. 

Alyssa kissed my temple, arms tightening around me, "You've been more quiet than usual since we got back, everything okay?"

"Yeah. Don't worry, I'm just tired."

"I don't believe you, but I won't push it. Just know if you want to talk about it, I'm here."

I kissed Alyssa's shoulder before cuddling back against her, "I know. It's nothing serious though so please don't worry. Thank you Lys."

---

It was one of those days where there was too much going on in my head. Mostly about the situation with Alyssa, but also the thought of moving back. I had pretty much resigned myself to being hurt when Alyssa left. However, I also felt stuck. My plan was always to go back to the states at some point, I felt like I couldn't leave though. My family was here and after mum dying we had become so much closer. It felt wrong to just leave them again. 

"Hey Y/n. You okay?" Julie asked, steadying me as I almost walked into her. 

"Shit, sorry. I don't know."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"It's okay, I know you're busy."

Julie looked at me like I had just said the most ridiculous thing she had ever heard. Then she wrapped her arm around me and guided me to sit down, "Never too busy to talk. What's going on?"

I groaned, hiding my face in my hands, "Have you ever done something you know will destroy you, that you know you should stop, but you can't. You can't because you are so in love with that person that the pain is worth it because you get the little bit of extra time with them."

"Alyssa?"

"Yeah. I've never loved anyone as much as I love her. Even after all this time, the feelings I have for her never went away. I miss her like crazy. Hell, I'm thinking about packing up my life again for her. I know I should stop this, not for me, but for her. To stop her from feeling more pain then she needs to. I just can't do it. I don't know what to do."

"Maybe that is the best thing to do, maybe it would save some heartbreak. Though, something tells me that even if you tried, Alyssa wouldn't let you without a fight. During tournaments, she usually does everything to stay focused and in game mode. Sleep overs would never have been an option, but you come along and you're sleeping in her bed every night. Alyssa is obviously happier and seems more free than we've seen her in a long time. She's more focused because of it. Alyssa loves you, you love her, but you need to decide if the pains worth it in the end, that's not a decision we can make for you."

"Yeah I know. Thank you for listening. Can you not tell Alyssa about this conversation?"

"Of course. If moving is something you want to do, what's stopping you?"

I sighed before letting out everything I was thinking about the situation. It felt good to finally be able to talk to someone that was impartial in the situation. That I could just be completely honest with and not have them be upset or get their hopes up. Julie just listened as I talked, offering comforting arm squeezes every now and then. "I know it's scary and you'll miss your family, but you need to do what is best for you. If that means moving back to Chicago then they'll understand. They supported you the first time didn't they?"

"I guess so. Thanks Julie, everything just feels like a mess at the moment, guess I have a lot to think about."

---

It had been days of non-stop thinking. Just when I thought I had decided on what to do, the what ifs started. What if Alyssa was it for me and I wouldn't ever find anyone else? What if my family hated me? What if something happened again and I had to move back? They were just some of the many thoughts that ran constantly through my mind, sending me back to square one every time. Alyssa could tell something was going on, but thankfully wasn't pushing me to talk about it. I didn't want to talk to her before I had things sorted and end up hurting her even more. 

Alyssa had left early this morning, leaving me completely stuck in thought until my phone ringing brought me back. I was planning on ignoring it, but it was my dad so I sucked it up. We went through the normal stuff, how are you? What are you doing etc until he finally called me out.

Are you okay? You sound off.

I sighed, deciding it was finally time to talk to someone in my family about it. You remember Alyssa?

Your ex?

Yeah, well she happens to be here for the world cup and I've been sleeping in her bed pretty much since the world cup started.

Oh right. So what's the problem?

I'm still madly in love with her dad

Okay, so get back with her. If your sleeping in her bed then she obviously feels the same. 

It's not that simple. We live in two different countries, thousands of kms apart.

You could always go back. 

I can't.

Why not? If you love her as much as you claim then make the move Y/n.

But you guys are here, I can't leave you again.

You've done it before. You always said you would make the move back once the time was right and if you ask me the time is right. We're okay. Do you really think your mother is happy that you're not where you want to be just because of her? She was always so proud of you for taking the chance and doing something you really wanted to do. We'll miss you, but please don't hold back for us. You deserve to be where you want to be, doing what you worked so hard for and be with the person you love. You loved being a physio, you worked so hard to get there, please don't let that go to waste.

I'm scared dad

I know, but you've never let that stop you before so why start now? Being scared isn't a bad thing, just don't let it stop you from doing things you want to do. At least think about it okay?

I will. I have to go. Love you.

Love you too Y/n

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There was a time where I never imagined my life without Alyssa, but it had happened and it was the worst 2 years of my life. With the encouragement from both Julie and my dad, my decision was a little bit easier. Now that I had Alyssa back, I never wanted to let go of her again, even if that meant moving away from my family for a second time. The last thing to do before solidifying the decision was to see if Alyssa was even interested in me moving back. Honestly, that's what I was most nervous about.

We had just gotten back after a game and Alyssa was on the verge of sleep as we cuddled up in bed. Maybe it wasn't the best time to bring it up, but I couldn't wait. The nerves were building too much, almost too much to handle. 

"You played great today Lys."

"Thank you. I'm so ready for our day off tomorrow though."

I kissed Alyssa softly before sitting up, successfully getting her attention. "I know you probably just want to go to sleep, but can I talk to you about something?"

Alyssa sat up next to me, concern starting to show on her face, "Anything."

My fingers laced with hers, bracing myself for whatever her response may be. "I love you Alyssa, I've never stopped and I don't know if I ever will."

"I love you too Y/n, but-"

"I know, I know what you're going to say, but please just listen to me. Back then I didn't have a choice, I needed to be with my family so we could heal together. It's still hurts, but we're living life again. Now I need to live life for me. There's not a day that went by where you weren't on my mind. Where I didn't wish things could go back to the way they were and I could be back with you. I finally got you back Lys and I don't want to lose us again. I want to try again, I want to try us again."

Alyssa looked as if she was processing. I knew it was a lot, but every second that past I was getting closer to freaking out. After what felt like forever, Alyssa squeezed my hand, "What are you saying?"

"If you think maybe you might want to be with me again then I'm ready to move back to Chicago."

"Are you sure? I love you Y/n, but I don't want you to feel like you have to or do something you're not ready for."

"I'll miss my family, but they'll be okay without me. I have the ability to come back and visit more then I did before. I'm serious Lys. This isn't something I just decided on a whim. I've been thinking about this since before the world cup even started, but my dad told me to go. He made me realise I was holding back because I was scared."

Lips collided with mine, the kiss quickly turning salty and tears fell down Alyssa's cheeks, "I love you, I love you, I love you."

I giggled, "So is that a yes?"

"Yes. I would love to try again."

"I need a couple of months to sort stuff out. You know job, housing, visas."

"You can move in with me again, one less thing to worry about and maybe you could get your old job back. I think one of our PTs is leaving after the world cup."

"I was hoping you would say that. I would love to live with you. And I'll get in contact with my old boss, see what he says. Can I just say, no one would ever believe your reaction to this. The stoic Alyssa Naeher could never be so soft."

"Shut up," Alyssa muttered pushing me away slightly only to pull me back next to her again. She turned, letting our a quite sigh as I wrapped my arms around her. It wasn't an everyday occurrence, normally I was the little spoon, but sometimes Alyssa preferred to be held especially when she was tired. I was never going to say no to it though. "So considering I'm going to move back in with you, will you be my girlfriend Lys? Again."

"Hmm I suppose so."

"Good because this would be awkward otherwise. I have one more question before you go to sleep. Do you think you might be able to stick around after the world cup? Even if it's just for a few days, I would like you to meet my family in person."

Alyssa cuddled further against my side, eyes already starting to drift closed, "That could be possible. I would love to meet your family, I'll talk to coach."

[wosoimagines]

Our Own Little Book Club - Alyssa Naeher/Reader

part one | part two

prompt: Alyssa has a crush on the barista.

warnings: none

words: 2131

(Y/N) POV

“Hi,” I said as I smiled at the woman at the register.

“Hello,” the woman said softly as she looked down at the top of the counter.

“What can I get for you this morning?”

“Just a medium black coffee.”

“A medium black coffee,” I nodded. No need to write that order on the cup. “Anything else for you? Something to eat?”

“No, I’m good.”

“All right,” I grinned at her. I glanced over my shoulder to look at the timer on the coffee brewer. “It’s $2.93.”

The woman handed over $3.

“Don’t worry about the change.”

“You sure?” I asked as I looked up at her. The woman nodded as I opened the drawer to pull out the change to throw into the tip jar. “Can I get a name? Seems like my coffee has just a few more minutes to finish brewing.”

“Alyssa.”

“Okay, Alyssa. If you want to wait at the end of the counter I’ll have it up for you as soon as it’s done.”

The woman nodded as she shuffled down to the end of the counter. I turned my attention to the person behind her. I smiled at the man behind her.

“Hi, Harry.”

“Look at you, (Y/N),” the older man grinned. I had grown fond of the man. His order was simple enough and he never gave me too much trouble. “Just my usual please, dear.”

“I’ll have it for you at the end of the bar.”

The man nodded as he forked over the bills for his coffee. He walked toward the end of the bar as well. I shook my head at Harry. I had come to learn that he didn’t want his change. Always said that hearing it clinking around in his pocket annoyed him.

I moved down to the bar to make his small latte for him. I looked up at Alyssa who was standing at the end with her hands in her pockets.

“I’ve never seen you here before,” I said. Alyssa stopped rocking on her heels to look over at me. “Which is totally okay. I just like to get to know new faces. I’m (Y/N).”

“A smart one she is too,” Harry said.

“You keep talking about me like that and everyone’s going to expect me to cure cancer, Harry.”

The man chuckled as he shook his head.

“Just don’t know what someone as smart as you is doing making coffee for everyone else.”

“Well, Harry, if you must know,” I said as I poured his milk into his cup, “I quite like getting to know new people. And making coffee lets me do just that.”

I put the lid on the cup before sliding the sleeve on it as well. I moved it to the counter as I looked at him.

“You have a nice day, Harry.”

“You too, (Y/N). I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“You know I open.”

The man gave me a smile and a wave as he headed out of the store. I turned my attention back to Alyssa.

“Sorry about him. Harry’s like clockwork. Comes in every morning at 9 to get his small latte,” I explained. Alyssa raised an eyebrow. “Like I said, I like to get to know new people. What about you?”

I glanced over my shoulder where the urns of coffee were kept. It seemed that my regular coffee was done brewing.

“What about me?” Alyssa asked.

“Oh, come on,” I said as I moved backwards to the urns. I had worked here for so long now that I knew exactly how to move through the store blindfolded. “You’re standing there all mysterious and cute. Can’t I have something more than a name and those beautiful brown eyes?”

I grabbed the cup with Alyssa’s name on it before I scribbled a little note on the cup. Once I finished my writing, I looked up at Alyssa who was standing at the end of the bar frozen.

“Okay, so all I get is a name and those beautiful brown eyes, then.”

I filled the cup up with the black coffee before I put a lid on it and a sleeve. I made my way back over to the woman who was still frozen in her spot. I held the coffee out to her.

“Be careful with it,” I said as Alyssa reached out to grab onto the cup. “It’s hot. Like really hot. I don’t want you to burn yourself.”

Alyssa only nodded as she pulled the coffee closer to herself. I watched as she started to make her way to the door.

“I hope to see you later!” I called out. 

Alyssa only glanced back over her shoulder and sent me a small smile. I really did hope that she would come back.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Hi,” I greeted the woman. “Alyssa. Medium black coffee.”

The woman nodded.

“I, uh, I appreciated the note on the cup yesterday.”

I looked up from where I was writing Alyssa’s name on the cup.

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah. I mean, I’m sure you do it for pretty much everyone, but it was nice.”

“I want people to know that I’m more than just a coffee maker,” I admitted. Alyssa raised an eyebrow as I shuffled back to pour her coffee into the cup. “I guess that’s why I try to get to know everyone who comes in. So many people look at those of us behind this counter and they don’t see a human anymore, they only see us as machines. Maybe I just read too much into it.”

“No, I totally get it,” Alyssa nodded as I put the lid on her cup. “I don’t exactly talk a lot where I work. Sometimes it feels like the people looking in on my team forget that I’m a person too.”

“Well, then, that’s their loss,” I said as I put the sleeve on her cup and handed it to her. “They’re missing out on getting to know the most beautiful pair of brown eyes.”

I didn’t miss how the blood rushed to Alyssa’s cheeks today. Alyssa handed over the $3 as I dug into my drawer for her change. But when I held it out to her, she waved me off. I dropped the change into the tip jar as Alyssa moved to leave the store.

“Do you like to read?” I asked. Alyssa paused before she turned back to look at me. The woman quickly nodded her head. “’The Lovely Bones’ is a great read. I just finished it actually. A murder mystery.”

“Maybe I’ll give it a read.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Brought a book today?” I asked.

Alyssa looked down at the book in her hands before looking back up at me and nodding.

“I figured it’s only fair if you read one of my recommendations if I read yours.”

“Sounds completely fair to me,” I smiled at her. I held my hand out to take the book. “’Station Eleven’. What’s it about?”

“It’s set in the future after a pandemic changes the world forever.”

“It does sound interesting.”

“Then you’ll have to let me know your thoughts on it.”

I nodded at that as I sat the book down on the counter by the register. I could take it back to my bag after I gave Alyssa her coffee.

“Just a black coffee?”

Alyssa nodded. I smiled as I scribbled on the cup before filling it up. Once I handed it to Alyssa, she held the $3 out to me, but I shook my head.

“On me today.”

“I can’t let you do that.”

“Sure you can,” I nodded my head. I held the book up that she had brought me. “You brought me a book. I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I glanced up when I heard the small bell ring from the door. It was about two in the afternoon now. I grinned at the familiar face as she walked up to the counter.

I left my book at the table along with my coffee as I moved over to the counter. The woman didn’t even seem to realize that I was behind her. Grace turned from the espresso machines to look between the woman and I.

“Just a medium black coffee, Grace.”

Grace smiled and nodded. I knew that I would take care of the coffee before I left this afternoon. The woman turned to look at me.

“I thought I had missed you today,” I admitted. Grace seemed to ignore Alyssa and I as we had both turned to look at each other. “I mean, I always open when I work, but you didn’t come in and I have to admit, my morning was a bit more down without you in it.”

“Sorry, I was late for work this morning.”

“Black coffee.”

Alyssa and I looked at Grace who held the coffee out. Alyssa took the coffee before turning back to me.

“Do you have somewhere else to be?” I asked, causing Alyssa to shake her head. I smiled at that. “You could join me if you’d like. I have your book.”

“Returning it already? I only gave it to you yesterday.”

“It was amazing,” I said as we moved over to the table I had been sitting at. Alyssa sat down across from me as I took my seat again. “Now I’ve started this.”

“’Before the Coffee Gets Cold’.”

“Rather fascinating,” I said as I looked down at the book. “A cafe in a small back alley in Tokyo has been serving coffee, but with a catch. You can go back in time. Customers have to sit in a particular seat, they mustn’t leave the cafe, and they must be back before the coffee gets cold.”

“Maybe I’ll have to read it when I get finished with the first book you recommended.”

“It’s been good so far, but I have only just started it.”

Alyssa took a sip of her coffee as I pushed the book to the side. I raised my own cup to take a drink.

“So, do you do anything else? Harry mentioned that you were smart that first morning,” Alyssa said. I softly smiled at her.

“Harry likes to brag,” I chuckled. It was true. I couldn’t even count the number of people Harry had told that I was too smart to be here. “Just because he brought his laptop in and I fixed it for him one day. What about you? What do you do?”

“Oh, I play soccer.”

“Like for a living?”

“Yep,” Alyssa nodded her head. “Chicago Red Stars... And the USWNT.”

“I must admit, I don’t know much about sports,” I said. Alyssa softly smiled at that. “Maybe I’ll have to come watch a game?”

“I think I might actually like that.”

My phone buzzed on the side of the table. I sighed as I grabbed a hold of it. I was going to ignore the text until I saw who it was from.

“It seems like I have to go, which is a shame because I really did like having a cup of coffee with you,” I said as I grabbed my book and put it into my backpack. “Unfortunately, that’s my publisher.”

“Publisher?”

“I guess I wasn’t totally truthful,” I admitted as I looked back her. “Harry does like to brag though. And he does think I’m smart because I fixed his laptop for him. But, yes, I read a lot because I’m also a writer. Honestly, books are a great escape.”

“Will you tell me about it?”

“Sure, but how about we do it over dinner tomorrow instead of coffee?” I suggested. Alyssa froze for a moment as she processed what I said, before she slowly nodded her head. “I’ll see you tomorrow morning for you normal coffee too?” Alyssa nodded her head again. “Good, we can talk details for the date tomorrow night then. I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Yeah, I’ll see you in the morning.”

I smiled at her as I stood up from my chair.

“Wait, is it going to be a date date or just two friends getting dinner?” Alyssa asked before I could move away from the table.

“Well, I would like it to be a date date, unless you don’t want it to be.”

“No. No, no, no,” Alyssa shook her head as she smiled at me. “I’d love for it to be a date date.”

“Great,” I grinned as I picked up her cup from the table to scribble my number on it. “Just in case you’re running late tomorrow.”

“I won’t run late tomorrow,” Alyssa said causing me to raise an eyebrow. “I promise.”

“Well I’ll hold that to you, but just in case,” I said as I sat the cup back down, “Now you have my number.”

[hjellacott]

Bit worried about Ashlyn Harris actually

Aside from all the drama that's been going on lately, I've got to confess that for the past few months (or years?) I've been wondering what the hell is up with this woman.

I was such a huge fan back when she was just this Satellite Beach goalkeeper with a humble head and the love for skate-boarding and surfing and you know, family & friends first and her work with To Write Love on Her Arms. And I get people change and that none of us ever really knew her, but I've seen I'm not the only one who can't believe what she's turned into. Like, can we recognise her any more? Or was the completely playing out to be an entirely different person ten years ago?

I think it started when she came out with Ali and suddenly she was like, this attention-seeking, uncomfortably loud (as in literally screaming) person with the weird, rather cringey fashion, only talking about gay things and nothing else, behaving like the complete soccer start that to be entirely fair she wasn't... Even on her wedding video I couldn't believe that Ashlyn was the same Ashlyn of 2011, 2012, 2013... It's not even that many years to change so much, let alone in your thirties. It's like there were no remnants of the surfer, the skate-boarder, the humble butch from a small town who valued the little things... Like she was adamant on transforming into this massively public, loud, "fashionable (?)" celebrity. Even when giving interviews she was expressing herself like she had no intellect any more, you know like male footballers speak, like it's all looks and no brain, no sign of the person who got a uni degree and who gave an amazing mental health talk with TWLOHA years back.

And then when they were celebrating the WC, I was thinking, since when is she this loud and arrogant? Since when is she so attention-seeking? When did she turn into this whole other person who makes such a huge effort to ignore her lack of National Team performances and pretend like she deserved her world cup as much as Ali or Pinoe? I get subs deserve the medal and all too, I mean, they made it so far and if they weren't there training with the rest, the rest wouldn't be as good. You're only as good as the worst of you, after all. But none of the others was bragging so loudly and calling themselves x2 champions so much without having played a minute of those games, were they? Even Alyssa Naeher doesn't have world cup champion in her profiles, nor does AD Franch, nor PINOE, but you know who does? Hope Solo. And you don't want to have THAT personality. I feel like when you're confident on your victories, you don't need to brag, everyone knows who you are, your work speaks for itself.

What worries me about AH (sit down here comes my Psychology Grad analysis) is that in the past few years she's been more and more behaving like someone with no self-esteem, who's desperately afraid of being forgotten and needing to shout left and right look at me! i'm a champion! I'm a soccer star! And then she stopped getting called up for the USWNT, got stuck in the Pride (and I love them but bunch of losers tbh), and all she had left was Ali. And then Ali's doing better than she is. And then Ashlyn gets these horrible injuries and that's story of her life (injuries effed her up from day 1 and seriously impacted her career) and she's forced into an abrupt retirement with no glory.

And then emerges this Ashlyn who only cares about rubbing elbows with celebs, who believes herself to be some fashion mogul (that's all she's got left) and who is deeply satisfied with how her life turned out to be and how she's ended up being nothing but a footnote in the history of American women's soccer, specially compared to her wife. We know they've had issues for a while, that has been hinted at before, and I can only imagine there must've been a growing resentment/bitterness towards Ali because she gets everything Ashlyn won't in terms of soccer. In fact it seems to me (and maybe it's just me), that she seems to be ferociously resentful to soccer in general, like, suddenly she wants nothing to do with it and wants to pretend like soccer is not a big deal. How many times as she stated quite firmly that she's now happiest she's ever been and acted almost as if soccer was actually holding her back? as if her soccer career is nothing compared with what she has now, when we know it isn't true, because she still feels the need to remind us she's a twice world cup champion all the time?

So from a psychology point of view I think she's very bitter, very hurt, very pissed off, very resentful, that she hasn't processed her forced retirement and her not so good soccer career in a healthy way, and so she has to pretend like she's super happy and better than she was before so as not to look like the failure she feels she is. She has to use social media all the time and brag about the celebrities she's meeting, the trips she's going in... She's got nothing else but to pretend she's still as successful as all her friends she has to constantly see in social media showing off with the accomplishments she wishes she had. It's the classic game of getting depressed comparing yourself to others so you take to social media to constantly pretend you're as good as them or better, we all do it. And she's gone, in my humble opinion, off the rails, she's unrecognaisable, and if she has really had an affair and hurt Ali this big, as rumours have it, then that only strengthens my opinion. Like, I wouldn't be surprised if she's abusing substances again, if she's in some spiral downhill as it looks like. And what's Ali going to do? She can't focus on looking after her, she's got work, she's got two small kids, at this age Ashlyn needs to see she needs help and seek it on her own, not expect Ali to mother her.

That's part of why I really don't like people going on and insulting her left and right, because we really don't know what's going on, but to me it seems like when someone's not well, when someone's spiralling, they start to really go off and the first people to get hurt are those closest to her. And we must remember she is a human being, even if she makes mistakes, even if she does bad things (IF she has), and she doesn't deserve billions of people judging her and making her life miserable. And none of us would like it in our consciences if she actually is struggling with her mental health and gets worse because of generalised mass bullying. She's still Sloane and Ocean's mother, and they probably love her very much, and Ali's probably struggling a lot, so we need to remember supporting one person does not have to mean stooping so low as to have to become horrible bullies. Let's stay human, y'all.

[footy-enthusiast]

I'll Always Be Here - Alyssa Naeher x Reader

Trying to cope with the fact the US lost even a week later, and all I can think about is how Alyssa must feel so I decided to write this haha. This is my first fic (this is probably considered a ficlet) but I hope you enjoy, please give feedback if you can :)

Prompt: "It's okay, just breathe"

Words: 427

Oh my God, we just lost the World Cup by a millimeter, I thought to myself.

Out in the round of 16 for the first time ever.

I can't imagine how my girlfriend feels, as the goalkeeper.

I look over to her crouched down by the net in disbelief, and know I need to be there for her.

Within seconds I'm throwing my arms around her.

"I'm so proud of you baby, remember that" I whisper in her ear, as she buries her head into my neck.

I hear her mumble something that I can't quite make out.

"What did you say?" I ask just loud enough for her to hear me.

She slightly picks her head up to look at me and shake her head, "Nevermind".

I nod my head in acknowledgement, knowing she'll eventually talk to me later.

I let go of her and let our teammates talk to her.

...

By the time we get back to our hotel it's pretty late, and all I want to do is go back to my room and shower.

When I get out of the shower I find Alyssa under the blankets sobbing uncontrollably.

I knew how much of a failure she felt like.

"Alyssa, honey" I say walking over to her.

When I pull back the covers she just looks at me with tears in her eyes.

"Oh baby..." I whisper cupping her cheeks and crawling next to her.

I wrap my arms around her and let her just cry into my chest, while I rub her back.

"It's okay, just breathe." I say calmly

"Tell me what's wrong, love?"

"I just feel like I failed the whole country (Y/N), I should have been able to save that..." She says, her voice breaking slightly.

"Let me ask you this, did you give your all on that field?" I look at her softly

"Yes, but I could have -" She tries to say as I cut her off with a kiss.

"No, babe, you did everything you could. Stop getting down on yourself, please. I'm so proud of you, and that's all that matters right now, okay?" I reassure her.

She nods as I wipe the residual tears off her cheeks. "I love you, okay?"

"I love you too (Y/N). Thank you for always being here for me." She says as she cuddles back into me.

"I'll always be here. Now, let's get some sleep, okay?" I say, pressing a kiss to her temple as we lay there in comfortable silence before drifting off to sleep.

[uswnt-sanchez]

LET ME JUST LEAVE IT AT THIS

EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THOSE PLAYERS HAS SO MUCH POTENTIAL AND SEEING HIM BENCH SOME OF HIS BEST PLAYERS REALLY PISSED ME OFF. LET START WITH MISS KELLEY OUR NEW COACH/ 3 TIMER VETERAN THE FACT THE SHE ONLY GOT 8 MINS THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE WC AND FROM THE START SHE HAD SO MUCH DEDICATION AND FOCUS AND HE BASICALLY TORTURED HER AND THE REST OF HIS BENCH MAKING THEM WATCH HIS HORRIBLE COACHING. ASHLEY SANCHEZ, YOU COULD ASK ME A MILLION TIMES A DAY WHO MY FAV PLAYER IS AND I GIVE YOU THE SAME ANSWER ASHLEY SANCHEZ. NO MINUTES AT ALL SHE IS ONE OF THE TOUGHEST PLAYERS IN THE NWSL AND USWNT AND IT BREAKS MY HEART IN TO SHAMBLES THAT SHE WAS USED SO MUCH THROUGHOUT THE SEASON AND THE GETS CALLED UP TO THE WC JUST TO BE FORGOTTEN ABOUT IMAGINE HOW HER PARENTS FELT WATCHING THEIR DAUGHTER SIT ON THE SIDELINES WHILE HER TEAM IS BEING MENTALLY AND PHYSICALLY TORTURED BECAUSE THEIR COACH DOESNT WANT TO SUB IN, I WILL NEVER FORGIVE THAT MAN FOR WHAT HE DID TO THAT BENCH. BUT I KNOW SHE WILL MAKE HER NAME IN THAT NEXT WORLD CUP. I FUCKING HATE U VLATKO THE FACT THAT U PUT KRISTIE MEWIS ON TWO MINUTES BEFORE PKS WHEN U KNEW SHE COULD HAVE SAVED UR ASS A LONG TIME AGO WTF I HOPE YOU KNOW HOW FUCKED UP THAT WAS OF U. TO SWITCH SUBJECTS THE PLAYERS THAT PLAYED THE FULL 90 MINUTES OR CLOSE TO THAT FOR EXAMPLE SOPH SMITH, EMILY FOX, NAOMI GIRMA, ALEX MORGAN, JULIE ERTZ, EVERYBODY BETTER BE GIVING THEM A FUCKING ROUND OF APPLAUSE I DONT WANT TO HEAR ANY BULLSHIT ABOUT HOW THEY ALL SUCKED IN SOMEWAY BC TO PLAY EVERY GAME WITH THE SAME ENERGY AFTER UR DUMBASS COACH IS PHYSICALLY TIRING YOU AND YOU KNOW HES NOT GONNA SUB PLAYERS ANYTIME SOON SHOWS HOW MUCH RESPECT YOU HAVE FOR YOUR COUNTRY PROPS TO YOU. ALYSSA NAEHER I KNOW YOU LOST THE WORLD CUP BUT I HOPE YOU WIN THE FUCKING LOTTERY BECAUSE AFTER THAT PK YOU DESERVE THE DREAMM. SPEAKING OF DREAMS SAUCY SONNETT FUCKING DOMINATING THAT WHOLE GAME WAS A FUCKING DREAM I CRYED WHEN I SAW HER ON THE LINEUP. I HAVE SO MUCH MORE I COULD SAY BUT I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW ONE THING. JILL ELLIS I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW UR UNFILTERED THOUGHTS RIGHT KNOW PLS ANS THANK YOU!

God that felt good to get off my chest.

[the-ball-is-round]

IMAGINE SAVING THREE PENALTY KICKS AND SCORING A PENALTY KICK ALL IN FOUR MINUTES

YOUR FAV COULD NEVER

BUT ALYSSA NAEHER DOES