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[scottcosmic]

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[hoodieimp]

Fun new tunglr mobile glitch(?) just dropped: my blog header is suddenly haunted by a phantom piece of Spamton fanart

[happystaa]

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[haxkattpress]

Away Childish Things by @letteredlettered

I'm so excited to finally share this bind of one of my all time favorite fics! Thanks to lettered's generous binding policy, I decided to go all out.

This bind has a foiled cover and spine, hand sewn silk endbands, and thirteen custom chapter headers. It was also my first time rounding and backing.

You can find more pictures and information about my process under the cut.

For the cover and spine, I recreated the design of Beasts of the Field (1902) by William J. Long.

I wanted something that captured both the whimsy and maturity of the story, and this cover fit my vision perfectly. It also gave me the opportunity to recreate another antique cover from the public domain.

Unfortunately, the design was a bit complicated for my Cameo 4, so I was unable to fill the lines in. You can also tell that the foil did not adhere properly near the bottom, so the flowers are lighter than I would like them to be.

Because of the trouble I was having with my Cameo, I decided to foil the spine by hand. I deeply regretted this decision two hours later, and it took me four hours to finish foiling. My wrist still hurts!

Sewing the headbands was my absolute favorite part. I was encouraged to try them by a lovely binder on Instagram, and I ended up completely addicted. I splurged on some fancy silk thread so I could give this fic the royal treatment it deserves! I think they look like beautiful little caterpillars.

As for the rounding and backing... I'm not going to talk about it. Nightmare. Lots of nervous sweating. Emotional agony. Next topic!

I worked on the typeset back at the beginning of January when I had some time off, and it took me a solid week of obsessive editing to complete. My sister suggested that I use Harry and Draco's patronuses for the chapter art, but there unfortunately aren't many public domain illustrations of deer and foxes playing together.

It was at that point that I also decided that I wanted the animals to match the respective ages of Harry and Draco and the tone of each chapter. For the 13 chapters I ended up editing 25 different illustrations together. The bulk of these are taken from vintage versions of Bambi and Reynard the Fox. It's possible that a few stock images from 1980s nature books snuck in there, but I did my best to keep them all pre 1925.

I'm not a skilled editor, and some of these are worse than others, but I'm quite proud of what I was able to cobble together. On the final page I put a young fox and deer running off together. I wanted it to seem like Harry and Draco's inner children had been freed.

I'm a bit embarrassed to say that this bind took me about 4-5 months to complete! I started in early January, and went wildly off track learning how to round, back, and sew headbands. And then I was hit by some killer creative block that only lifted last week!

There are still many things I could improve on, but I'm so proud of everything that I learned and accomplished with this bind! A big thank you to lettered for inspiring me with such a wonderful story. <3

[saradika-graphics]

hi j! is it possible to do stained glass banners? take that creatively however you want <3 thank you for all your work, I feel so lucky to have found your blog!

hey kylee!! 💖 you are too sweet, thank you so much! I can do that for sure - I tried a couple different ideas/styles for you. Hope you like them!

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[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Hi!! If it’s okay, totally okay if not, can I please request an Avenger!Bucky x fem!civilian!reader fic (all of the Avengers are alive au😅) where the reader accidentally gets caught up in the middle of the Avengers’ mission (poor girl is just walking home from work) and the bad guys attack her? Bucky saving her from the bad guys, and the Avengers have to take her back with them to HQ because she is really injured and they have the best medical staff to help. She’s just really scared and traumatized about the situation, but Bucky really does all that he can to take care of her and mend her back to health (and ofc the other Avengers take care of her too), but her and Bucky have a lot of chemistry and their relationship grows and grows the longer she is staying in the Avengers HQ🥺 Like she’ll have nightmares (something Bucky knows all to well about) and will run over to his room asking to sleep in his bed because she’s scared and doesn’t want to be alone🥺

You’re Safe » Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

Pairings: Avenger!Bucky Barnes x Civilian!Female Reader

Summary: Y/N gets attacked on her way home from work and Bucky saves and takes care of her.

Warnings: Fluff, language, blood and bruises, crying, kissing, cuddling, nightmares, use of pet names

A/N: Thank you for requesting @kpopgirlbtssvt 🩵

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

“Maybe I should’ve taken a different way home.” You thought to yourself. You seen the Avengers in the middle of a mission and you didn’t want to get in their way. You were too close to home to turn around and take a different way. You tried your best to stay out of their way by walking along the buildings. Before you knew it, someone grabbed you from behind and held a knife to your throat. You froze in fear.

“Pl-Please don’t hurt m-me!” You stuttered in fear.

“Are you one of them?” The man asks.

“What?” You asked confused.

The man slammed you against one of the buildings. You whimpered in pain when your head hit the wall.

“Don’t play stupid.” He put the knife to your throat again, the blade touching your skin. “Are you one of the Avengers?” He asks.

“N-No I’m not.” You answered. “I was j-just walked home from w-work.” You say, stuttering again.

The man just stared you down. That’s when you heard someone else’s voice.

“Get away from her!” You heard a deep voice say.

“Why should I?” The man asks, turning his head towards the person.

You noticed the person from the corner of your eye. Bucky Barnes, an Avenger and the former Winter Soldier.

“Your problem isn’t with her. It’s with us.” Bucky tries to reason with the man. “Just let her go. She means no harm to anyone.” He says.

The man slowly moved the knife away from your throat. Suddenly he stabbed you in the chest causing a sharp gasp of pain to leave your lips. Bucky just let the man run away. He caught you before you fell to the ground. His priority is to get you help.

“Ma’am, I’m Bucky. Can you hear me?” Bucky asks.

You just nodded your head yes. Bucky blood coming out of the stab wound on your chest and put his right hand on it, applying pressure causing you to whimper in pain.

“I know it hurts. Just stay with me. I’m going to get you help, ok?” He says.

That was the last thing you heard before you passed out from blood loss. Bucky picked you up bridal style and carried you to the quinjet. You woke up a day later somewhere that’s not your house. You tried to sit up, but you felt a sharp pain in the right side of your chest causing you to wince in pain.

“Oh good! You’re awake.” You heard a familiar deep voice.

You turned your head to the side to see one of the Avengers sitting next to the bed.

“How do you feel?” Bucky asks.

“My head hurts and the right side of my chest hurts.” You say.

“I’ll get the nurse to get you some pain medicine for that.” He says, getting up and walking out of the room.

Pain medicine? You were so confused. You looked around the room, trying to figure out where you are. You took the blanket off of you and tried to sit on the edge of the bed, but you couldn’t. The pain got the best of you.

“Hey no.” Bucky coos softly. “Don’t try to move. The doctors said you’ll be in pain for a while.” He says, putting the blanket back on you and sat down in the chair next to the bed.

You looked at him for a moment, trying to remember his name, but your mind is fuzzy.

“I know you.” You say, still looking at him.

“Do you remember my name?” Bucky asks.

“I know it starts with a B, but I don’t remember.” You say, looking down at your lap.

“It’s ok if you don’t remember.” He smiles softly. “My name is Bucky.” He tells you. “Can you tell me your name?” He asks.

“Y/N Y/L/N.” You tell him.

“That’s a beautiful name for a girl like you.” He compliments you, making you blush.

You looked around the room again, still trying to figure out where you are. You felt yourself start to panic and your breathing became uneven.

“Where am I?” You asked.

“You’re in the med bay in the Avengers Compound with the best medical staff.” Bucky tells you. “Do you remember what happened?” He asks.

“I remember hitting my head and someone stabbing me in the chest, but I remember anything after that.” You say.

Bucky leaned forward and gently picked up your hand with his right hand, his thumb rubbing the back of it as a friendly gesture.

“It’s going to take a while for you to recover, but just know, you’re going to be fine. I’ll take care of you through every step of it.” He says softly, calming you down.

You stayed at the Avengers Compound during your recovery. They gave you a room on the same floor as Bucky and helped you set it up. Bucky stuck to his word about taking care of you. The rest of the Avengers helped you too. Bucky makes sure to give you pain medication and changes the bandages on your wound when it needs to be changed. Natasha and Wanda got you some comfortable clothes. You gave Steve and Sam a list of your favorite foods and snacks. Tony, Bruce, Peter, and Thor kept you company when you Bucky was busy. The more you and Bucky hung out, the chemistry grew stronger between the two of you. You stayed even after you were fully recovered. You just couldn’t leave. Something in your heart was telling you to stay.

You were currently tossing and turning in your sleep. The dream you were having turned into a nightmare quickly. This has been a recurring nightmare since you got attacked. As soon as the knife plunges into your chest, you were lying on the ground lifeless. You woke up gasping for air with tears streaming down your cheeks and a thin layer sweat covering your forehead. You scrambled to get out of bed and went across the hall to Bucky’s bedroom. You knocked on his bedroom door till he opened it. Before Bucky could say anything, you wrapped your arms around his shirtless waist and began crying against his chest. Bucky carefully guided you into his bedroom and closed the door. He walked you to his bed and sat you down. He sat down next to you.

“Y/N, doll, breathe.” Bucky looks in your teary eyes. “You’re ok, babydoll. Just breathe for me. Take some deep breaths” He says.

You inhaled and exhaled till your breathing went back to normal. Bucky stood up to get you a cool wet towel from the bathroom, but you stopped him by grabbing his arm tightly.

“I’ll be right back. I promise.” He says softly.

You let go of his arm and he wet a towel with cold water in the bathroom. He came back and sat down next to you, placing the wet towel on your forehead to cool you down. The cool feeling of the wet towel against your forehead soothed you.

“You weren’t there.” You say, breaking the silence.

“I’m right here, doll.” Bucky says, holding your hand.

“I mean in my nightmares. I lay lifeless on the ground and hope you save me, but you didn’t.” You explained.

Your breathing became uneven again and tears escaped your eyes.

“Breathe.” He coos softly. “You’re safe. I got you.” He says.

You looked deep in his beautiful blue eyes, getting lost in them. You couldn’t stop yourself from leaning in and kissing Bucky. He was caught by surprise, but kissed you back. His metal hand carefully cupped your cheek.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for a while.” You confessed.

“Me too.” Bucky smiles.

He got up one more time to get you some water and came back. You drank some of it and put it on his nightstand next to his bed. You and Bucky laid down. You laid your head on his chest, your fingers playing with his dog tags. Bucky wrapped his arms around you protectively. He turned his TV on a low volume to get your mind off of your nightmares.

“How do you do it?” You asked, looking up at him.

“Do what?” Bucky asks, looking at you.

“Cope through your nightmares.” You say.

“Honestly, I just try not to think about it, even though I know they’re still there.” He tells you. “It gets better. I’ll help you through it. I promise.” He says softly.

You felt your eyes start to droop. The sound of Bucky’s heartbeat made you sleepy.

“Go to sleep, babydoll.” He rubs your back with his metal hand. “I’ll be right here when you wake up.” He says softly, kissing the top of your head.

“Goodnight.” You say sleepily.

“Goodnight, doll.” He says.

“Bucky…” You say.

“Yes?” He asks.

“I love you.” You say before falling asleep.

“I love you too, doll.” He says with a smile.

🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

-Bucky’s Doll

[byuqi]

ೃ⁀➷ BLINDED BY LOVE!

━。゜✿ all it takes for niki is to date his ideal girl, hwang eun, to realise that he actually prefers her calmer younger sister, hwang yn.

PAIRING : nishimura riki x fem!reader (ft. niki x oc!)

WARNINGS : swearing, kys jokes, ur mom jokes (a lot of them), little bullying, potential blackmailing, mean people, and many more. (all i can think of at the moment) — warnings listed on each chapter!

GENRE : fluff, angst, girlfriends-sister trope, popular x unpopular trope, forbidden love, falling without realising

FEATURING : ISA as HWANG EUN, HAERIN as HWANG YN (for visual purposes), YUNJIN from LE SSERAFIM, WONYOUNG from IVE, JO from &TEAM, JONGSEOB from P1HARMONY, HIKARU from KEP1ER, rest of ENHYPEN, and other idols mentioned.

STARTED : 15 jan —

EI’S NOTES : first smau kinda nervous… also, using canva templates for your headers >>>

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09. accidental (on purpose) encounters

10. a simp

11. he’s actually fine asf ngl…

12. the break-up

13. SINGLE AND READY TO MINGLE TF😍

14. im actually emo

15. hanging out

16. lets be fr rn guys

17. larry DUPE

18. coffee shop hang-outs (dates!!!)

19. roblox gf and bf

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[niki-phoria]

THIS LOVE, RIGHT NOW / IT'S ALL WE GOT, ALL WE NEED

pairing: inumaki toge x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 332

notes: wrote this in 20 mins and barely edited it, pls forgive any mistakes !! i love the headers sm but they are so hard to find <//3, title from j-hope, Jung Kook - i wonder...

toge sighs as he rests his head against your thighs. stray strands of hair tickle against your skin when you reach down to carefully pushing the hair away from his face. you rest your hand against his cheek, gently brushing your thumb against the cursed marks embedded into his skin. 

tired, violet eyes meet your own for a few seconds. you pause your movements before toge smiles softly, reaching up to move your hand from his cheek to on top of his head. “salmon?”

his voice is low and raspier than usual when he speaks. you chuckle softly, running a hand through the soft locks. “you want me to play with your hair?”

toge blushes, hiding behind the hem of his jacket as he nods slightly. there’s a silent plea in the way he nuzzles himself against you. i had a long day. i just want to relax with you.

you chuckle beneath your breath at the deep flush that lingers on the tips of toge’s ears but agree nonetheless, carefully beginning to untangle any of the little knots that the strands could have been tangled in. his hair is soft against your fingers as you gently massage your nails against his scalp. 

toge lets out a quiet sigh, finally relaxing against you. his eyes slowly flutter shut; his attention shifts away from the movie you had put on in, closing for longer periods of time before he forces them open once again. “tired?” you ask, twisting the strands between your fingers. 

he quietly hums in response, shifting his position just enough to glance up at you with a soft smile. “salmon,” he mumbles.

you chuckle as toge nuzzles himself a little closer to your body. a light blush spreads across his cheeks when you lean down to press a chaste kiss against his forehead. “goodnight toge,” you whisper. “i love you.”

there are no words spoken that night; the little kiss toge places against your knuckles is enough of a response.

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[imyourbratzdoll]

𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒅

🍓the strawberry shack masterlist🍓

summary - jake finally got time off work, and desperately needing some release, he decides to test out the strawberry shack.

warning - smut, gloryhole, swearing, slightly sub jake, creampie

18+ only please, the gif and headers I use aren't mine.

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

Jake headed inside The Strawberry Shack, feeling slightly nervous and giddy. He desperately needed a release, and he hadn’t even been able to touch himself because of how complicated, tiring and busy the mission had been. He had heard many good things about this place, knowing the women were well looked after and treated right. Jake decided to give it a go, dressing in comfortable pants and a band t-shirt, his hair spiked and glasses perched on his nose. 

He walks toward the woman at the counter, giving her a small smile. “Hi, I uh…” Jake turns pink, clearing his throat, not exactly knowing what he wants. The woman before him smiles, telling him where to go and how much. Jake hands the money over. “Thank you!” He blushes as he walks past her, heading down the hall and into the room. He chokes on his saliva, staring wide-eyed at the many holes and women. He didn’t know where to go or who to go to. 

Jake looked around until he settled on you, noticing how his cock twitched as his gaze landed on your plump arse. You looked like a peach, a delicious juicy peach from where he was standing. Jake begins to head in your direction, practically drooling and nearly tripping as Jake continues to stare, not taking his eyes off you. He whispers gently before touching you, not wanting to startle you. “Hey, peach. I uh, this is my first time at one of these places, and I want to make sure it’s okay to touch you…” He pouts down at you, unable to stop his cock from twitching.

You giggle, feeling your heart warm as he asks. You wiggle your arse, pushing it back against his clothed cock. “Yeah, sugar. You can touch. I’m all yours for however long you need me.” You release a breath as he skims your plump cheeks with his hands before moving them to the front of his pants, unzipping them and pulling out his hardened cock. Jake’s hand moves up and down as he strokes himself, swiping his tip against your soft folds. “You’re doing so good for your first time… Such a big boy.” 

Jake whimpers, feeling his eyes slip closed as he places his swollen tip against your entrance and pushes in, grunting at how tight you feel around him. “J–Jesus… You’re so tight.” He groans, thrusting his hips and gripping yours. He’s never felt someone so tight and warm before. It was like Jake had entered heaven. He couldn’t stop the moment he slid into you, slamming his cock harder and faster into your soft cunt. “I–I can’t stop… It feels too good!” He cries out, one hand moving from your hip and slamming against the wall. Jake can feel your walls pulsating around him, making his eyes roll to the back of his head. 

Your hands curl into the pillow beneath you, burying your face into the softness as Jake slams harder into you. You couldn’t believe you had been getting every man who knew how to bring pleasure. Your cunt throbbed at the thought, causing Jake behind you to whimper and fuck deeper into you. His mushroom tip slams into your sweet spot, causing your toes to curl and your eyes to roll to the back of your head. “O–oh, feels amazing…” You manage to moan out, feeling your end near as he continues to thrust into your g-spot.

Jake feels the sweat building and his balls tightening, but he doesn’t want to cum until you do. He holds back, gritting his teeth and moving his hand underneath you, locating your swollen clit and rolling it between his fingers. “Mmm…” He groans as your walls flutter around him, sagging into the bed as your juices flow out of you and all over Jake and the floor. He begins to thrust harder, shuddering when his orgasm hits and his balls empty, burying his cock deep into you and filling you with his cum. 

You sigh dreamily, eyes fluttering as he pulls out of you and groans. Jake’s eyes lock onto your cum-filled cunt, watching it leak out, dripping down your legs and onto the ground. He gently tucks his softened cock back into his pants while he catches his breath and cools down his heated cheeks. “T–thank you…” Jake shyly replies, still not as confident. “You felt… Fantastic.” He blushes again before slowly walking off with a soft goodbye and a promise to return. 

You lie there, wondering what man you will get next. 

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[karpingaround]

you know where to find me, and I know where to look ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ !

- inspired by that TV girl song, ‘taking what’s not yours’ , its been on repeat latelyjdidh

A/N : fluff, not checked through sorry!, 1.1k words, no use of y/n!, mikey and y/n are childhood friends btw

Mikey x Reader

header taken from @ suhanihateslife on pinterest!

As the new member of the gang entered the shrine, you felt a sickening bile start to bubble in your stomach. At first everyone had been skeptic of him before eventually becoming infatuated. However, you couldn’t help but narrow your gaze at his cunning smirk.

Why did Mikey let this guy in?

His crooked smile and his right hand man were immediate alarm bells for you. Yet, no one seemed to find a problem with letting the enemy team rise up so high in the hierarchy of Toman.

Silently, you left the shrine, going unnoticed by most. Even when you felt a pair of eyes burning into the back of your head, you didn’t look back, getting on your bike and driving to the small place you called your own.

Kisaki Tetta was someone you had grown up with. You remember walking to and from school together, you remember eating bentos together, watching television after school in your apartment, you remember when he’d get picked on for being nerdy and you would intervene, you remember when the same would happen to you and he’d just stand and watch.

You remember when he had suddenly joined in out of the blue, calling you names to others, talking behind your back. And eventually, you remember the bullying driving you out of your middle school and to another across town.

You clenched your fists just thinking about it.

Your train of thoughts stopped as you parked your motorcycle outside of the quaint bakery, hidden away from the main shopping areas. As you opened its door, you were greeted with a small chime from the bells above, it was scarcely filled, just how you liked it.

With the few people that were in there, idle conversation was shared in the bakery as people ate late night treats. You came here quite often, to get a pack of dorayaki, and leave half for when a certain someone would show up, finding you after you disappear.

After ordering, you immediately slid into the booth you had claimed as yours over the years, slumping in the familiar cushion as a million emotions flooded your mind at once. The sound of the tray chattering broke you out of your short trance, sitting up straight as you greeted the lady who smiled at you generously.

You picked up the mug of hot chocolate she had made, blissfully smiling as you forgot your problems as the liquid luxury warmed your throat. Shortly after you placed the drink down, you tore the dorayaki in half. And when the chimes of the door sounded again, you already knew who it was, further confirming your thoughts when the padded shoes hit against the tiled floor.

You looked up silently as the blonde had stopped in his tracks.

He contagiously grinned at you, making you reciprocate a small smile, sipping on your drink.

“You left the meeting pretty early.” He commented, sitting himself across from you, taking his hands from his pockets and reaching for the leftover dessert.

“mhm,” You hummed, however the curious look Mikey gave you told you it wasn’t enough of an answer for him. Placing down the half finished drink, you took your half of dorayaki, feeling his eyes follow your every movement.

“I couldn’t stay there, I was in shock, and annoyed.” You ranted, taking a bite into the dorayaki, observing the small bakery that you already knew every nook and cranny of.

The blonde hummed, already finished with his half as you lost your appetite from thinking of Kisaki.

“He pisses me off Mikey, I hope you got him in for a good reason, he’s only trouble.” You placed the dorayaki back onto the plate, a single bite taken out of it. Without words, you slid the plate over, watching as Mikey’s black eyes lit up, gratefully taking the offer.

“I know he’s trouble, if you want me to get rid of him just tell me.” He looked at you seriously for a minute, and your eyes swirled in admiration and confusion.

“Then, why did you..?”

“It was a spontaneous decision, he brings more people to the gang and he’s also strong.”

You hummed contentedly, picking up your drink again, pondering about the situation.

“If it makes you feel any better, Takemitchy punched him hard in the face right after you left.” He commented, immediately brightening your mood.

“seriously?! I should’ve stayed!” You laughed, imagining the scrawny boy punching someone like Kisaki. You laughed even more as you imagined Kisaki getting humbled. As your laughter cooled down into a supple smile, you sighed, unable to stop the warmth reaching your cheeks.

“Takemichi-kun has good judgement.”

Mikey nodded at your words, finishing the food with ease. He wiped the crumbs onto the plate, immediately slotting his hands back in the solace of his pockets. You picked up your drink, finishing it off.

“He also asked me to get rid of Kisaki, he says he has bad intentions, so, that’s two.”

“he said that?” You questioned, putting down the empty mug. Mikey in turn, picked his up, happily gulping it down, making you laugh as he put the mug on the table as if it was a drinking game.

“Seems he knows more than we know.”

“Don’t you think sometimes he knows too much? Like that time with Draken.”

He nodded, “He seems to only have good intentions and ideals though, so I’ll trust him even if he’s acting suspiciously.”

“You’re too loyal Mikey.”

You stated, smiling amusing as he tilted his head like a puppy. “Says you, you’ve never stopped following me around.” He laughed, watching as you scoffed, before eventually laughing along with him.

“That’s ‘cause you’re a good person Mikey.” You kicked him lightly under the table, resting your head on your arms. He raised an eyebrow, making you giggle. Retaliating, he kicked back gently, grinning at you playfully.

“No, I think you didn’t listen when we first met.”

You furrowed your brows, stopping your kicking under the table as you urged him to elaborate.

“I told you to try not to fall in love with me when we were younger.”

Immediately, you sat up straight,

“And I never did!” you lied, putting both fists onto the table to exaggerate your words.

He laughed, eyes turning into crescents, cheeks going rosy from laughing.

Your cheeks got even brighter than before, face overwhelming with embarrassment as he called you out.

After you bitterly muttered under you breath, you joined in. Softly laughing, you basked in the moment.

You wanted things to stay like this for as long as possible.

A/N: theyre so fricking cute i love them sm 3):)/&:)@

this might become part of a series, so look out :o also why does y/n know abt takemichi?!?? they broke the fourth wall

[pnsteblnme]

wrong impressions ✿ k.m.

pairing: katie mccabe x reader

summary: a misunderstanding leads to conflicts and tension between katie mccabe and arsenal’s newest signing.

warning: cursing, katie and reader being idiots, bad writing 

word count: 5.1k (i don't even know how this happened)

a/n: here’s a little something in honour of ireland's second game today ;) also, this was my first time writing something like this and english isn’t my first language, so bear with me please <3 anyway, i hope you enjoy this and i’m always happy to hear your thoughts :)

“Oh, McCabe isn’t good. She’s borderline reckless and very petulant, plays way too aggressively and all she does is collect cards for her team.”

“The fuck,” muttered Katie with a quiet scoff after hearing Arsenal’s newest signing’s words as she walked into the training facility. Not wanting to hear more comments, she quickly made her way to the locker room and sat down at her designated spot, an annoyed frown still etched onto her face.

As the brunette was tying her shoes, a shoulder nudged hers, “You excited for our new additions?” Katie looked to her left to be met with the buzzing smile of her blonde friend.

“Mhm.”

The corners of Leah’s mouth dropped, “Hey, what’s wrong?”

Finishing the tie on her shoe Katie leaned back up, let out a small sigh and opened her mouth. Before she could utter a word though, the door opened.

“So, as you all know, we have two incredible players joining us this season. I’m sure you’re all acquainted with Alessia,” Jonas pointed to the taller of the two women, who sent everyone a friendly grin, “and this is Y/N Y/L/N. Before coming to us she played for Barcelona but because of an injury, our paths haven’t crossed yet,” after he finished his sentence, you raised your hand for a timid wave and looked at all the girls with a nervous smile, a blush coating your cheeks, resulting in a few excited greetings being thrown your way. “I trust that you’ll make them feel at home and yeah, that’s all. I’ll see you on the pitch in 5,” were his last words before disappearing behind the door.

Turning around to face your new team, you were welcomed with open arms - literally. In front of you, you found almost all the girls waiting to greet you, each pulling you into a hug and introducing themselves.

After you were done introducing yourself, you quickly changed. The warm welcome they gave you resulted in your heartbeat finally slowing down (maybe not to a normal pace, but considerably slower than when you arrived). Later, you would also realise that your hands had stopped shaking halfway through the training, filling your body with warmth, that felt like the sun thawing the frost off of colourful flowers on a warm spring morning.

Right now though, your shoulders slumped as you noticed that the forward you were most very thrilled to play alongside of, didn’t greet you (and if you weren’t imagining things, even sent a glare in your direction).

Shaking off those thoughts, you made your way to the pitch, walking next to Leah. “How are you feeling?” she questioned, looping her arm through yours.

“I’m literally shitting my pants,” you chuckled, “but I’m also excited to play in this amazing team like, I don’t know, I feel like I can learn so much from you.”

Leah waved you off, “Don’t worry, you’re gonna be just fine and I have a feeling it’s gonna be the other way around.” When you felt the blonde’s hand ruffling your hair, you jokingly pushed her away, muttering about how you were going to get back at her.

And that you did. The end of the training came with a scrimmage, in which Leah and you were on opposite teams. Getting the ball from Lotte, you quickly made your way towards their goal and consequently came face to face with the blonde defender. Before she could do much, you nutmegged her and sent the ball straight to the far post, Alessia scoring a goal with a beautiful header.

Fidgeting with your sleeves, you turned to your friend with a sheepish laugh, “Sorry, I just don’t like people messing up my hair.” Chuckles coming from the girl instantly relaxed you as she patted your shoulder, “That was a nice play.”

Heat crawled into your cheeks as you muttered a quiet ‘thanks’ and made your way back to your side.

Sadly, not everyone took the scrimmage as light-hearted as Leah. With the frustration growing after each goal your team scored, the game quickly became physical. You would feel the wrath of that a few moments later.

Running along the sideline, you were just about to send another ball into the penalty box when you felt cleats connecting with your ankle and your legs being swept from under you.

You let out a groan as you held your foot, trying to stand up. Rotating your ankle a bit, you attempted to take a few wobbly steps, the new blonde forward approaching you, “Are you all right? That looked like it hurt.”

“No, it’s fine, I just have to walk it off.”

Limping a few metres, you felt the pain slowly subside and glanced at the girl that had tackled you. Not seeing her making any moves to apologise nor a glimpse of remorse on her face, a crease formed between your eyebrows, wondering why Katie was acting this cold towards you.

When the game continued with you, in particular, being the one the Irish woman directed her fury at, the uncomfortable feeling in your chest grew. That was why, when Leah and you were collecting the balls that had been shot to god knows where, you inquired, “Does Katie not like me?”

“No, what makes you think that?”

Putting the last ball into the bag you shrugged your shoulders, “I don’t know, I just feel like she has it out for me, you know?”

“Hm, it looked like she was already in a lousy mood before you came in, so she probably just had a bad day. I’m sure yous will hit it off tomorrow,” consoled the blonde with a comforting touch to your arm.

Alas, it didn’t seem to get better the next day.

Being on the receiving end of her tackles once again, this time even from the beginning of the training session, your patience was wearing thin. Your dislike for conflict made you keep quiet though, not wanting to cause drama on your second day and because no one else said anything, you just presumed that it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary.

After a particularly gruesome duel, where Katie had stepped onto your feet multiple times, you couldn’t push your agitation down anymore, the anger bubbling inside of you like an active volcano, fiery red lava spewing out of your mouth, “Okay, what the fuck did I do to you? Why do you hate me?”

Surprised at hearing your angry voice directed at her, the Irish woman turned around with a scoff, “Don’t pretend like you don’t know what you did.”

“I don’t, I wouldn’t be asking if I did, Sherlock.”

You watched as her eyes rolled into the back of her head before she turned around and marched to her position. Feeling a presence behind you, you tried to get your whirring thoughts under control, “Everything alright?”

Pulling your shoulders to your ears and letting them drop again, you returned, “Yeah, I’m not so sure about her not hating me, though,” eliciting a frown on the blonde’s face.

Unfortunately, for you two and for everyone who had to hear your petty arguments, you were paired up with Katie on one of the gym days.

For the most part, everything was fine. Even though the Irish woman couldn’t help but follow a few drops of sweat that rolled down your abs with her grey eyes, which sparked her irritation, wondering how she could be thinking about a person like you like that, you two didn’t exchange any words.

That is until you were supposed to spot Katie. Padding over to her waiting by the bench press, you thought about how you could finally relax for a moment after all the tiring exercises you had to go through.

Boy, how wrong you were.

Standing at the head of the bench you had a perfect view of Katie doing her tasks. It felt like a magnet being pulled to the strongest metal, the way your eyes were glued to the forward’s arms. Not knowing what hit you, you couldn’t pull your gaze away from the heavenly sight.

Katie noticing your dazed expression, rolled her eyes with a smirk, before an idea formed in her head. Pretending to lose her grip on the weight, she laid it down on her chest and let out struggling breaths.

After she tried to get your attention with faux breathless words, you suddenly jumped out of your stupor and quickly lifted the weight off of her.

“Do you want to kill me?!”

“Oh god, I’m so sorry, I wasn’t paying attention,” you mumbled, regret filling your voice as you looked down sheepishly.

Shaking her head the brunette enjoyed teasing you further, “You can’t do anything, can you?”

“I said I was sorry, relax.”

Across the room, Leah and Alessia were watching the scene unfold with confusion written over their faces, “Where did this weird tension even come from? It looks like they want to kill and fuck each other at the same time.”

“I don’t know,” Leah responded, “but I think we need to separate them or one of those two things will happen any minute now.”

These little quarrels eventually developed into a common component of Arsenal’s training sessions, even being present outside of them, like on team bonding nights.

All the girls were gathered at Leah’s house to watch a few movies and just enjoy each other’s company. Everything was fine until Katie got up from the couch to get another drink for herself. During that time you arrived at the blonde’s flat, having had an appointment before, and unknowingly sat down at the spot that was previously occupied by none other than the fiery winger.

When she strolled back into the living room and saw exactly who had stolen her spot, the brunette let out an annoyed sigh. Making her way towards you, she stopped in front of your frame, “Did you make it your personal life goal to annoy me whenever you can, or what?”

Only being met by you looking at her with those stupid eyes and your stupid button nose and a stupid mischievous grin on your face, she scoffed, “Move out of my seat, you knob.”

About to stand up, you felt a few drops of something land in your lap, which made you look up only to see the brunette raising her eyebrow, “Oh no, I’m so sorry, I guess my glass was too full.”

“Tell me, Katie, is it hard being such a relentless asshole, or does it come naturally to you?” you sent her a fake smile, before moving to the other side of the room, not before jamming your shoulder into hers though.

Before Katie could retaliate, Beth let out a tired sigh, “Girls, can we just enjoy the movie now?”, gaining agreeing mumbles from everyone else.

It all came to a head when Katie tackled Alessia, who you had grown very close to in the last two months and now considered one of your best friends.

You were running along the sideline, waiting for Alessia to pass the ball, when you heard her outcry and immediately stopped. Hastily making your way to the blonde, you kneeled down and softly put your hand on her left leg, trying to calm her down, “Oh my god, Less, are you alright?”

“It hurts,” she groaned, still holding her foot.

“Don’t worry, everything’s gonna be fine, the medics are gonna be here in a second.”

Looking up when they arrived, you also saw the woman that had caused Alessia to fall to the ground.

Only seeing red, you stood up so fast you were surprised you didn’t get whiplash, shoving the brunette with both of your arms, “What the hell is your problem?! You don’t get to just treat people like that, jackass!”

“What did you just say to me?” barked Katie as she invaded your personal space, your faces only a breath apart, meaning you could see the vein on her forehead popping out and almost smoke coming from her ears.

“You heard me, McCabe,” taking one last step towards her, your foreheads touching, you poked your index finger into her chest, “stop playing like a fucking hazardous idiot and go apologise to her right now! I know you hate me and you can come at me all you want, be my guest, but if you ever hurt her again, I’ll break your goddamn kneecaps!” Your chest heaved up and down with the rage inside of you, “Stay. The fuck. Away. From her,” punctuating each word with a jab of your finger, you gave her one last push before turning back to Alessia still laying on the ground.

With it being the last training before the first match, it wasn’t a surprise when the atmosphere was a bit tense.

So, when you accidentally bumped into the one and only Katie McCabe, because the exercise had you all running backwards, and somehow landed on top of her, her snappy remark came almost instantly, “Watch where you’re going and get the fuck off of me.”  

Putting your hands on either side of her head, you started to pull yourself up, scoffing at her overdramatic reaction, “Go take a walk and calm down, babes.”

As she quickly stood up and pushed up against your body with her glowering eyes, that reminded you of the sea after a terrible storm, the gray rolling clouds reflecting onto the almost-blue surface of the water, her intoxicating scent invading your nostrils only infuriating you further, “Why don’t you take a walk back to Barcelona?”

Having had enough of this constant back and forth, you raised both of your arms and let them fall back to your sides, “What’s your goddamn problem?!”

“You! And don’t try your stupid innocent act on me, you know exactly what you did.”

Seeing the frown on your face, Katie continued, “Unless you’re gonna admit it, you can take your shit-talking self elsewhere.”

“God, you’re so full of yourself, I’m not gonna kiss your ass and apologise for something I didn’t even do!”

“Are yo- ”

She was interrupted by Leah separating you two, “Let’s take a deep breath, ladies.” Still glaring at one another you two slowly parted ways.

The locker room was buzzing with everyone’s excitement for Arsenal’s first game of the season, excited chatter coming from every corner. As you were all about to enter the pitch for warm ups, Jonas appeared, “McCabe, Y/L/N, a minute, please.”

He waited for the other girls to leave before addressing you, “I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but you need to get it together,” his tone emphasising his disappointment. “When I made you the offer, Y/N, I thought you two would come together as a fantastic offense, because I know Katie has wanted to be winger again for a long time now and your styles and techniques just compliment each other perfectly,” the words causing you to look at your shoes shamefully.

“Now I know that you can destroy Liverpool’s defense out there but in order to do that, I need you two to work together, okay?” he looked to the two women in front of him expectantly, causing both of them to nod, his last words only making them repeat the motion, “And if you pull anything like the the shit that went down yesterday, you’re instantly being subbed off, understood?”

Jonas’ words apparently made something inside the both of you switch. Throughout the whole game, Katie and you seemed to link up every chance you could and waltzed through Liverpool’s defense like a hazard. Even when you were behind the Irish woman, she could somehow feel your presence and get the ball to your feet. You had to admit that playing with Katie when you were both working together felt amazing, giving the impression of flying over the pitch.

Even though the game went as well as it did, you went back to being at each other’s throats afterwards.

The snarky comments exchanged in the locker room extinguishing any hope your teammates had that you would at least be civil now.

One day at lunch in the team cafeteria, Katie couldn’t help but let her gaze float towards her self-appointed enemy.

Watching as you laughed with Alessia, made her thoughts run wild. Why would you say that about her? And why was she so bugged by it, when she normally just let the nasty comments brush past her without giving them a second glance?

A fork dropping to the floor startled her, making her eyes flick towards the direction the sound came from. She could see Alessia leaning down to pick it up and noticed you putting your hand between the blonde’s head and the edge of the table, efficiently sparing the forward an uncomfortable collision with the table.

This wasn’t the first time, the brunette picked up on your kindness. All the other times, for example, you staying behind and helping the staff clean up or you giving the girl you’d walked onto the pitch with your jacket, making her wonder why you were treating her so differently.

The heavy feeling in her gut made a crease form between Katie’s eyebrows. Turning to her right she questioned the captain of England’s national team, “Why is she literally the nicest human being to everyone but me?”

“Hmm, let me think, maybe because you’ve been nothing but mean to her since day one?” spoke the blonde after tapping her chin with a faux thoughtful face that turned into an ‘are you kidding me’ look.

Grumbling and stabbing her food with her fork she retorted, “She started it.”

“What do you mean? There’s not a bad bone, not even a bad cell, in that girl’s body.”

“Well, when I came in on her first day, I heard her talking to someone and she was saying pretty nasty things about me,” Katie claimed with a defeated tone.

A confused look crossed Leah’s face, “Are you sure it was her? What did she say?”

Thinking back to said day, she tried to get the words together, “Yes, I’m a hundred percent sure, and she was saying something like ‘McCabe is way too aggressive, all she does is get cards and she just isn’t good’ and I don’t know, normally I don’t really care about what people say about me, but I was just so excited to play with her and-”

“Are you serious?!”, exclaimed the blonde incredulously.

“What?”

“Did you listen to her until the end?”

Grimacing, Katie replied, “No, why would I? So that I could hear more of her borderline offensive comments?”

Fishing for her phone in her pocket, Leah grunted, “I can’t believe you sometimes, you useless lesbian.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” the Irish woman starting to feel lost now, as her friend put her phone down in front of her, a video playing.

Scanning the screen she could see the title of said video ‘Y/N Y/L/N’s first Arsenal interview’ and the fog in her brain only thickened. Then she heard a voice behind the camera, “So, what are you most excited about?”

You smiled nervously, fiddling with the rings on your finger,  “Uhm, I’m really excited to play with this team cause their style is so different and I just think, uh, I can learn a lot from these amazing girls.”

“And who are you most excited to play with?”

“Oh, that’s easy, Katie McCabe,” you told the interviewer animatedly, “many people might say like ‘Oh, McCabe isn’t good. She’s borderline reckless and very petulant, plays way too aggressively and all she does is collect cards for her team’,” you imitated while doing air quotations.

“But I’m like, have you seen this girl play? It’s amazing to watch and maybe she’s a bit more physical but it’s working, isn’t it? I don’t know, I just think it’s very admirable and just so unique cause you don’t see a lot of people playing like that, you know? Sorry, I’m rambling,” you chuckled with rosy cheeks.

The blonde taking her phone back, brought Katie back to the real world. The realisation of what she had done came crashing down on her like a ton of bricks.

She hid her face behind her hands before she muttered ashamedly, “I’ve just really been an arsehole to her this whole time for no reason, haven’t I?”

“Yup, you have,” Leah patted her on the shoulder consolingly, “but I’m sure she’ll forgive you if you apologise.”

“Well, here goes nothing.”

When you heard footsteps approaching your table, you looked up from your plate to come face to face with the most infuriating person you knew, “Hey Y/N, could we maybe talk for a minute?”

Expecting her to start another fight, you couldn’t hide your surprise. “Uhm, sure I guess,” you told her as you got up to follow her out of the crowded room, shooting Alessia a confused look and only getting a shrug in response.

You arrived outside and when she stopped, you let your gaze study the woman in front of you. With her head down and her hands fidgeting, your eyes caught a sight you never would’ve thought to see. Used to her confident and feisty persona, you were astounded when you heard her speaking in a voice softer than you’d ever heard it before.

Trying to calm herself down, Katie took one last deep breath, before rising her eyes to meet your questioning ones, “I know you hate me and that this will not make up for the horrible way I’ve treated you and the awful things I’ve said, but I still want to apologise and explain why I acted the way I did.”

Your eyes widened as you took in her words and noticed that she looked to be on the verge of crying, so you sent her an encouraging smile, which she gratefully reciprocated.

“God, this is gonna sound so dumb,” she put one hand on her forehead and the other on her hip and continued, “Uhm, you remember your first day?” You nodded your head. “Well, I came in when you had your interview and I may have overheard a bit of what you were saying, only it was just a snippet of what you actually said, so I got the impression that you hated me, which I hope I didn’t make true, because I walked away before I could hear the rest of your answer.”

“I was just so excited to be able to play with you that I felt devastated after hearing your words, and I don’t really know why I did what I did but I just want you to know that I’m very very sorry, I truly am. When Leah showed me the whole video, I felt like the biggest fool ever. I know that this doesn’t excuse my behaviour but I hope you can forgive me and if not, I totally understand! Just tell me and I won’t get in your way until the end of time,” spoke Katie with her voice wavering on a few words.

The melodious sound of your laugh is what breaks her eye contact with the floor. Perplexed, she looked at you, trying to make out what your reaction meant.

“Sorry,” you let out another chuckle, “this is just the most rom-com movie type of shit I’ve ever experienced.”

You could see the girl in front of you visibly relax at your words, her shoulders finally dropping and letting out a quiet sigh of relief.

“And I should also apologise, it was wrong of me to treat you the way I did, especially because I just joined and don’t really know what everyone’s like and I also shouldn’t’ve provoked you like that and said the things I did, so yeah, I’m sorry too. I hope we can move past this,” seeing the hopeful glint in your shimmering eyes, Katie herself felt something inside of her spark.

With a thrilled smile, the Irish woman held her hand out as she proposed, “Friends?”

A beaming grin broke out on your face, feeling a tingling sensation in your tummy, you nodded giddily and pulled the woman into a tight hug. Your arms wrapped around her back as she leaned up to snake hers around your neck, squeezing tightly.

The warmth that encompassed you couldn’t even compare to drinking a hot chocolate under your fluffy blankets with your favourite movie playing on a snowy winter night.

The following weeks were filled with Katie and you spending more and more time together. One particular day, Katie couldn’t keep her eyes nor her thoughts off of you.

It all started with her struggling to get a glass that had been placed on one of the higher shelves in the cafeteria.

She had been trying to reach the goddamn thing for at least two minutes now and was just about to give up, when she felt the heat of a body behind her. Before she could turn around, the person took one last step towards her, their front touching Katie’s back, and reached out to hand her the item she had been failing to grasp.

If the familiar smell of your vanilla scent wasn’t enough of an indication of who exactly was pressing their body (a very fit one at that, if Katie’s sinful thoughts were anything to go by) against hers, your teasing voice definitely was, “You know, I’ve always wondered, has anyone ever mistaken you for being in middle school before?”

Ripping the glass out of your hand with a glare on her face the brunette retorted, “Fuck you.”

“Don’t mind if you do.”

Seeing her dumbfounded expression only caused your smirk to spread across your whole face, enjoying the sight of the usually confident woman trying to hide the heat rising up her cheeks and squirming in her place.

You found her flushed face extremely adorable, so there was nothing else to do but squish her cheeks between your hands - and that’s exactly what you did.

With you still squishing her warm face you exclaimed, “Aww, aren’t you the cutest?”

Slapping your hands away, she grumbled something unintelligible and turned on her spot, strutting back to her table. The laughter coming from you (which still put a slight grin on her face) didn’t help her face cool down, making the teasing from Leah inevitable.

“If you two don’t get together soon, I’ll lock you in my basement until you do, I just can’t watch this anymore.”

Katie already knew the comment would irk her, so she didn’t try to resist herself, “You don’t have a basement.”

“I don’t care, I’ll find something else to lock you in!”

A few hours later, her lack of concentration led to another incident involving you. She wasn’t paying attention for a minimum of two minutes (her thoughts being on anything but the exercise) when she collided with someone.

Tumbling to the ground, she grunted at the impact of the floor and the person landing on top of her. As soon as she saw who was almost laying on top of her, every last complaint flew right out of her head.

She looked up at your eyes to find them slightly creased at the edges, “I thought we would stop meeting like this, since we’re friends now,” you laughed.

“Maybe I just like having you on top of me,” retorted the girl laying on the ground, sending you a wink, which allowed Katie to see your eyes roll into the back of your head, as you jokingly swatted her arm and walked away.

It was her last straw though, when you two were the last ones in the locker room and you pulled a box out of your bag, “Oh, I almost forgot! I made these blueberry muffins cause you said you haven’t had any in a long time and they were always your favourite.”

You handed her the box and she sent you a grateful smile, the butterflies in her stomach awakening, “That’s really nice, thank you, Y/N!”

You waved her off with a ‘No problem’ and trudged back to your bag to continue changing.

Remembering what you had wanted to add, you snapped your finger, “Also they’re glutenfree so your niece can have some if she wants! She’s coming to yours tomorrow, right?”

The butterflies reappearing with what felt like twice the power, Katie’s whole body was overflowed with a warm tingly feeling as she realised that you had remembered every little detail.

Lost for words, the Irish woman just stared at you from across the room. Unaware of the watching eyes trained on you, you took of your shirt.

On the other side, Katie stood, still in a daze from your kind gesture, and now unable to look away from your almost uncovered upper body. The way the sweat glistened on your toned abs enchanting her with a seemingly unbreakable spell. When she broke out of her stupor, she strode over to you with quick steps.

Hearing the hurried footsteps approaching, you turned around alarmed, “Wha-”

Before you could get out another word, the smaller woman had pushed you against the wall behind you, and like the oceans being pulled towards the moon, your lips found one another.

If before Katie had butterflies, she could now feel a whole zoo dancing in her tummy, a kind of warmth overtaking her that she’d never felt before. When the woman’s soft lips caressed yours, your heart stopped for a moment before picking up at double its pace.

Warm hands landed on your bare waist, pushing you further against the wall and impossibly closer together, you felt the thud of your combined heartbeats getting quicker with every second your lips were connected.  

Your hands quickly found themselves tangled in her brunette hair and when you slightly pulled on it, Katie let out a raspy groan against your lips, sending tingles shooting from your fingers to your toes, the smell of her perfume dizzying you further.

Pulling away and getting a short breath of air into her lungs, you fisted her jersey in your palms and yanked her back, her lips landing on the silky pillow that was your mouth.

Just feeling the careful swipe of her tongue on your bottom lip, you breathed out a blissful sigh before being forced apart by the need for oxygen.

Your eyes were still closed as you felt Katie’s breath wavering across your face, “Why didn’t we do that earlier?”

Finally looking at her, you were enthralled by the sight before you. Katie McCabe with messy hair, rosy cheeks, a dazed look in her dazzling eyes and her swollen red lips slightly parted would be the death of you.

“I don’t know but we need to make up for lost time,” declared the brunette with a dreamy smile and pulled you back in by your waist.

[kamotecue]

reconciled ∞ j. fleming

pairing: jessie fleming x reader

summary: she didn’t know that you’d gotten your memories back, so she stayed away. little did she know, you remembered and that action had hurt you.

part two of here

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you didn’t know that the girl that has been occupying your mind flew to watch the bronze match live. she wanted to watch your games, like she used to do. you were in a youth academy, and there were times you’d play against different teams.

she’d watch you tackle the midfielders, left and right. how you would send crosses to your forwards, and how you’d communicate with your team. it was something the canadian had loved about you.

you were the out-going one, while jessie was the shy one. however, there were times when you didn’t feel like talking so jessie was the one that did it for you.

“you’re lost in your thoughts, little one.” magda said as she took a seat beside you. you two were the only ones in the locker room, the rest of the starting XI were already in the tunnels.

“maybe things could’ve been different.” magda hummed at your tone. you cleared your throat before standing up.

“you’re forgetting something y/n.” magda said, as she handed you the captain’s armband. you gave magda a thankful smile before taking the armband, quickly putting it around your right bicep.

“let’s go?” magda asked, as you nodded. it was almost time for the kick-off anyways. you followed magda as she left the locker room first, as you were near the tunnel you saw glances from the australian team.

they must’ve expected magda or asllani to be the captain today, stina and frido were looking at you with pride. you were the one that completed the trio after all.

“always the one for dramatic entrances, aren’t you y/n.” frido teased, as stina snickered at her behavior.

“you know it.” you jokingly agreed, before taking your spot in front of zećira who gave you a slap on the back making you wince.

“what was that for?” you asked, as she just held her hands up.

you gently grabbed your mascot’s hand before walking towards the pitch, it was time for the game to begin. both national anthems were played, and it was the starting XI picture.

you tugged at your hoodie, quickly pulling it off before handing it to the kit man. then the kick-off began.

you watched from the backline as in the 26th minute, you saw stina go down after a bit pressure from polkinghorne. the referee had waved play on, asllani latches onto the loose ball and picks out frido who goes for a header. however, it bounces off the cross bar.

but what happens next is what shocks the stadium, there was a call for a var review to decide if it was a penalty. after a few minutes, a penalty was rewarded.

you saw the crowd went wild, the swedish fans were in joy as they could lead, but the aussie fans were in disbelief.

you stood beside your team’s goal keeper, having a small chat while keeping eye on frido who would be taking the penalty.

“you’re doing well, n/n.” zećira commented as you chuckled.

“thanks, but you’re the one that’s saving us.” you said, as zećira chuckled at your words but gave you a soft nod.

you watched as frido took a short run-up before drilling her shot low into the bottom right corner. mackenize arnold, australia’s goal keeper dived the right way, but it wasn’t enough to block the shot.

frido cheered, as your teammates huddled over her. you tapped zećira’s back as a celebration before going a bit forward.

the rest of the match ended in a blur, the whistle had blew signaling the end of the match. you watched as the rest of your team ran on the pitch, celebrating with the others.

while you stood there, trying to catch your breath. it wasn’t easy covering the distance especially with how good australia’s forwards are.

“come on, little one.” magda yelled from the other side of the pitch. you gave her a soft smile, before you went to comfort the other team.

the medal ceremony has been done, as you went around the pitch. you had jumped on stina’s back as she laughed at your behavior.

“enjoying yourself n/n?” stina asked, as you just gave her a soft smile. she wrapped her arms around your legs to make sure you wouldn’t fall off.

frido walked beside the two of you, you were all greeting the fans not noticing a certain person who looked at you in adoration. her smile was wide, seeing you enjoy life. but her eyes were on the way stina held your legs.

between the two of you, jessie was always the jealous one. despite her shyness, you would get surprised when she would publicly tell people that you were hers.

magda was the one talking to jessie, she knew about her flight and that she’d watch the bronze match. but even if you didn’t remember, she didn’t like the thought of you being someone else.

so she dismissed the thought, and bid goodbye. but you had interlocked eyes as you wondered who your captain was talking to.

stina had bent down, as you slowly got off thanking the forward before rushing to magda.

“was that jessie?” your soft voice asked, there was panic in it. magda gave you a surprised look before giving you a nod.

“did she tell you where she went?” you sighed, as she shook her head. you hummed before looking at your captain, who gave you a look.

“i’ll be back, yeah?” you said out of a rush, as you took off. you had checked the parking lot, a few fans had looked at you concerned.

you were clad in your swedish kit, the bronze medal was worn around your neck—and you were surprised that it didn’t fall off. it didn’t help the fact that it was a bit chilly outside, you were drenched in sweat as you played the full 90 minutes, plus additional time.

“freckles!” you called out, but there was no response. feeling a bit dejected, you headed back to the entrance of the building.

“i screwed everything up, didn’t i?” you asked, not noticing the canadian look at you with soft eyes. she was hidden behind the pillar, and saw you search the whole parking lot for her.

“you didn’t, i was the one who did.” jessie said, giving you a soft smile that didn’t reach her eyes. it was her fault, she didn’t made the move to contact you. she thought that you had forgotten her.

you did, the collision made you forget. however, you were on the pitch where you and jessie would practice. that was the moment when your memories came back.

and when you were cleared to train with the team again, you played your best. the amount of times where you and jessie had met on the pitch but she had avoided you. you thought that she didn’t want anything to do with you anymore.

“you remembered?” jessie asked, as you gave her a short nod.

“why didn’t you tell me?” you stayed quiet at her words.

“you didn’t approach me, so i thought that you didn’t want to be with me anymore.“ you watched as a tear fell from her eyes.

“no, i wanted everything to do with you. and i still do, but believe me i tried. i tried so hard to approach you, and i just couldn’t-“ you brought her into a hug as she buried her face into the crook of your neck. you were the taller one of the pair, it made things easier for her if she needed you to grab something from a tall distance.

“i’m sorry, i’m late.” you said, she wrapped her arms around you bringing you closer.

“i’m sorry, i didn’t do anything.” jessie said, as she pulled away. you chuckled at how cute she looked, her eyes were a bit puffy and red. you placed a comforting kiss on the crown of her head like you did before.

“can you be mine again?” jessie asked, as you hummed. her forehead was against yours, and her eyes flickered to your lips.

“always, freckles.” you said, as she hummed before pulling away.

“can you perhaps bend down a little bit, so i can kiss you?” jessie shyly asked, as you softly smiled at her. you bent down a little bit so you were in reach.

she wrapped her arms around your neck, as you held her waist. it was soft and gentle at first, before it became a bit aggressive.

she nipped at your bottom lip before pulling away, you were flushed as she looked proud of her work. your lips were a bit swollen, as you gave her a hum.

“here’s a jacket by the way.” jessie said, handing you her spare jacket. she knew you were a bit cold.

“thanks, freckles.” you said, tugging on her jacket.

[might write an alternative part—or perhaps the last part of this series]

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Hi J!! It's been so long since I've been fully active on here, so I hope you're doing well 💜

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