#megan rapinoe x reader

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You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare II Ali Krieger x Mewis!Reader

masterlist I word count: 2599

The heat of the day was gone, and it started to cool down in New Jersey. The breeze made you shiver, so did the words of Ali Krieger with whom you had a love affair for the past weeks: “Y/n, you’re 13 years younger than me and I just go through a separation from my wife.” “Ali.”, you tried to soothe her doubting face. Sadness lay in the eyes of the defender while she was looking at you: “I can’t do that.” “But you kissed me first and you said that it meant something to you.”, the hurt in your voice was undeniable.

Regret was shimmering through her words: “I shouldn’t have done that. You’re way too young for me.” “I’m not that young, Ali.”, you interjected. Eyerolling Ali countered: “You’re 26.” “Yes, which makes me an adult.”, you protested. Softly the older woman replied:” I know you’re.”

This didn’t change the fact that you were 13 years younger than her, this much you both knew.  The defender made very clear that it was time to end the thing whatever you two had going on before anyone could get too hurt. So, you decided:” I should go.”

Meanwhile Ali’s daughter Sloane was standing right behind you and interrupted your talk, with big eyes she pleaded:” Don’t go, you promised me a good night story.” “No, she’s right. She should go.”, the dark-haired woman declared. The toddler looked disappointed at her mother: ”But-“ “It’s okay, Sloane. Maybe, we’ll do that another time in the future.” , you reassuringly hugged the little girl.

Audibly Ali cleared her throat: “Goodbye, I hope I’ll see you soon.” “We play in the same team, so I guess we can’t avoid seeing each other.”, you reminded her. Nervously the older woman went through her hair with one hand: “Yes, sure.” “Bye.”, you waved at them. “Goodbye.”

Were those tears shimmering in her beautiful brown eyes? But weren’t you the one who was allowed to grieve the possibility of what you two could have become when she ended it? Confused you left the home of the woman who broke your heart.

A worried Sloane looked up to her mother:” Why do you look so sad, momma?” “I’m not. I just have a hard decision to make. But it’s bad time for you now.”, Ali tried to shrug it off. “No.”, the toddler whined. “Yes, come on.”, the defender’s lips curled up into a tired smile as she knew all too well that her daughter would be soon asleep by the time her small head hit her pillow.

“Ali! Lynn! Doesn’t my little sister look super hot in this outfit?“, Kristie Mewis yelled a week later at Gothams next NWSL game. It has become kind of a ritual that the players took pictures of their outfits before the games for social media. You stood in front of the camera, rolling your eyes at your older sister; “Kristie, stop it.“ “Just admit that I picked it out for you!“, she protested with a laugh. You objected, frowning; “I picked it out. You just lend me the clothes!“ “I picked it out!“, Kristie insisted again. You could easily forget that she was the older one. “Whoever did it, I’m sure every queer woman would be happy to unpack her.“, Lynn interrupted your discussion with a wink.

Ali who stood next to her, waiting for her turn to be photographed, said flatly; “What’s there to unpack? She’s barely wearing anything.“ You could feel your cheeks heat with anger. Before you could answer, Kristie looked at the defender; “Don’t be mean, Ali. It’s a cute fit.“ She gave you a proud smile while Ali shrugged; “It’s true, Kristie.“ Your sister deliberately ignored her negative comments and walked up to you; “Come here. Let’s take some sister photos together to send to Sammy.“ “Sammy will pout forever about the fact that she wasn’t included in this picture.“, you reminded Kristie and immediately smiled at the thought of your other sister who currently played in Kansas. Kristie grinned into the camera; “Let’s be honest, she probably would have ruined it.“ “Still, you know her.“ “Yes, I do.“, she rolled her eyes.

You had taken a quick selfie with Kristie too and texted it to Sam. Now you held up your phone in Kristies face; “Told you. She’s already pouting in her text messages. We need to send her a good snack for when she’s doing her next podcast episode to make up for it.“ “Trust me, she’ll survive.“, Kristie replied with a dismissive wave of her hand. Lynn nodded in agreement; “Yeah, she’s already busy with other things. Sammy will forget about that photo by tomorrow.“ As her podcast partner, Lynn always knew what Sam was up to. “Yeah, you two are probably right.“, you shrugged but sent your sister in Kansas a heart emoji anyway. “We are. Believe us.“, Kristie winked.

After the match Ali was standing next to your locker, arms crossed in front of her chest: “Where do you think you’re going with this outfit?” “I’m going out.”, you shrugged with your shoulders. Although her reaction fuelled your anger. She did not have a right to react jealous. Curiously she asked: “Out? With whom?” “Oh, just with Kristie and some other teammates.”, you replied nonchalantly.

Bitterly the defender answered:” Go and have fun then.” Innocently smiling Kristie intervened: “Isn’t Ashlyn looking after your kids tonight? Come on, Ali. You should join us.” “I don’t think Ali is interested in partying with us.”, you told her. Much to both of your surprise the captain of the team replied:” You know what? Why not? I got nothing else to do.” “Great, this is going to be so much fun.”, your older sister chirmed. A small smile lightened up Alis whole face: “I’m sure it will be.” “We’ll see about that.”, you whispered frustrated.

The club Kristie chose was new and trendy and settled in Manhattan. The music was good, and you and your teammates enjoyed the night out. A stranger came up to you: “Hi, can I get you a drink?” She looked pretty and you could not help but to nod along: “Sure.” “No.”, Ali interrupted the talk between the two of you. “No? I think I can decide that on my own.”, you huffed. Determined the defender shook her head: “No, you can’t.” With these words she took your hand and walked off with you.

Furiously you glanced at her: “Seriously, what the fuck Ali?” “What? It’s impolite. You’re out with us.”, she pointed out. Annoyed with her actions you scoffed: We both know that’s not why you did it.” “Maybe not. But that doesn’t matter. The others don’t have to know.”, Ali admitted.  “Don’t worry, Kristie doesn’t know with whom I spent my summer.”, you disclosed. The mentioning of your older sister made the dark-haired woman smile in amusement:” “Kristie doesn’t seem to be bothered anyway. She’s on the phone with her girlfriend.” “And where are Kelley and Lynn?”, you couldn’t help but to ask. While Ali took you on to the dance floor without asking you: “At the bar.” “Oh.”

“Come on. You should have some fun.”, she smirked. As you were starting to move to the music you wanted to know from her:” Are you enjoying your parenting free night?” “I do.”, with that said you could feel her hands placed around your hips. You tried to keep your tone light: “That’s great.” “But I do miss them.”, the older woman answered. A sigh escaped your lips:“I miss them too to be honest.” “They miss you too.” Surprised you looked at her:”Really?” “Sure. You’ve met them quite a few times.”, Ali replied while her fingers touched your naked skin which made you shiver. Secretly you hated that your body still reacted to her like this.

Apparently, she had also noticed your reaction because she quickly pulled her hand away. “Yes, that’s true.“, you replied, trying to ignore what had just happened. Ali furrowed her eyebrows, looking at you intently; “Are you okay?“ “Yes, I’m fine… I think I’ll go home now.“, you explained, turning away from her. “Already?“ “Yes. Good night, Ali.“

You took your bag and were about to leave when you suddenly felt her hand close around your wrist. “Let me bring you home. Your sister obviously isn’t going to.“, Ali decided rather than offered. You followed her gaze to Kristie, who stood off to the side with her phone pressed to her ear and giggled about something her girlfriend must have said. “We should not interrupt her when she’s talking to her girlfriend.“, you had to admit. Ali finally let go of your hand; “I’m sure the others will make sure that she gets home safe. But now let me take you home.“

Your brain was constantly screaming at you while you accepted the offer and followed Ali to her car. The car ride was unusually silent but you were half expecting the awkwardness already. When the car stopped in front of your apartment building, you realized that Ali had gotten out of the car to open the passenger door for you. You gave her a tight smile; “Thanks for bringing me home.“ “You’re welcome.“, she answered politely. While pulling the keys out of your bag, you noticed that Ali hasn’t moved.

With a sigh, you turned to her, finally asking you the question that was bothering you the whole night; “Ali… did you already find someone new?“ The defender seemed taken aback by the question; “No. I’m not looking for someone right now.“ “I see.“ “It’s all a bit much right now. I thought I’d focus on myself and my children. What about you? Are you seeing anyone?“, Ali continued. You shook your head, your lips pressed together tightly; “No. I think I’ll focus on my career right now.“ “That sounds… reasonable.“ “I know.“ You were just about to turn the keys and unlock the door when Ali spoke up again; “You know I’m sorry, right? I didn’t think when we started this. Or else I wouldn’t have put us both through this mess.“ “So you regret us?“, you asked, your voice a pitch higher than you wanted it to be. “That’s not what I said.“, Ali retorted defensively.

You heaved a long sigh; “I guess it’ll be easier when the season ends.“ “Yes. I think it will be. That gives us more space.“, the defender agreed. “Right and we’ll never have to see each other again.“ Ali rolled her eyes at your remark; “You know, you can be a bit dramatic sometimes?“ “To be fair, I learned from the best. Kristie and you.“, you laughed involuntarily. “I’m not dramatic! Your sister is!“, Ali protested with a wide grin. “Yeah, she’s a little bit more drama.“

For a second, everything felt like the break-up never happened but then Alis’ face turned serious again; “See. I’m sure you’ll be alright. You’re an amazing soccer player, smart and pretty, and you have your two sister who always got your back. You don’t need me.“

“Ali, you know that’s not true. I do need you.”, you disagreed. Her expression was unchanged as she answered: “No, you don’t.” “I still don’t care about the age gap. I thought you should know that. Good night, Ali.”, you smiled disappointed. “I do know that. Good night.”

Yet she still did not move so you asked the defender:” Ali, why are you still standing here?” “What? Oh, sorry. I was just thinking.”, Ali blushed. “Thinking about what?” “Mistakes.”, the older woman truthfully replied. Sharply you shot back: “Well, I think you made very clear that we were a mistake.” “No. But apparently think that if you keep accusing me of saying that.”, she shook her head. You could feel your cheek turn red:” Sorry.” “ I don’t think this was a mistake. What was a mistake was the fact that I didn’t think about it before starting something with you. That would have saved us the trouble.”, Ali summed it up. Slowly you nodded:”Right.”

“But now I’m wondering if it’s a mistake to let you go.”, the defender cautiously looked into your eyes. The words left your mouth before you could think more deeply about them: “Don’t let go.” This said she closed the gap between you and pressed her lips onto yours while you replied to her kiss with an equally passion, running your hands through her dark long hair. All the emotions finally making their way out as you embraced each other. Needless to say, Ali did not leave that night.

After your now girlfriends last game where was a big party being held in her honour. All her friends were there to celebrate her long soccer career. Proudly you kissed her which made Kristie gasp out loud: “Oh. My. God!”

“Why are you yelling, Kristie?”, your other sister Sam Mewis asked amused because she was well versed in the older sibling’s talent to make everything super dramatic as if you were part of a reality show. “Our little sister is making out with Ali!”, the blonde shouted into her ear. Unimpressed the taller woman looked at her:” And?” “And seriously?!”, Kristie repeated playfully shocked.

That made Sam laugh out loud: “Yes?” “Why aren’t you freaking out about this?”, the smaller midfielder wanted to know. “Should I?” “Well, they look happy, right?”, the older sister observed as she glanced at Ali and you. Giggling the middle sibling remarked: “I don’t know. They’re about to eat each other up.”

Kristie grimaced in disgust; “Ew, gross.“ “As if you and were any better with your girlfriend.“, Megan Rapinoe interrupted the sisters, giving Kristie a smirk. Sam gasped with widened eyes, happy about the mutual understanding between her and Megan; “Don’t even get me started! You can’t even have a normal conversation without them making out!“

“Let’s try it with this new couple, shall we?“, Megans wife asked, a challenging look on their face. But before she could her plan to action, Ali took her lips off of yours for a second and yelled; “We’re busy here!“ “Get a room!“, Kristie answered. You eyed your sister with scepticism; “Coming from you?“ “Don’t talk to me in this tone, young lady.“, Kristie warned, playfully raising her finger at you. You cringed; “You’re my older sister, not my mum.“

Ali got up, taking your hand in hers; “Let’s leave, love.“ “Please.“, you answered, looking at your sisters with feigned disdain. “Bye, guys.“, Ali waved while gently leading you outside. Kristie watched you with her mouth open; “You can’t just abduct my sister.“ “This is consensual.“, you clarified with a laugh. “This better be!“, Kristie yelled after you. You smiled at her and Sam, waving them goodbye; “See you tomorrow.“ “Or not.“, Kristie added. Sam snorted; “Probably not.“ “Girls!“, you called. But Ali nudged you with her shoulder, giving you a wink; “They are not wrong though.“ “Go.“, Sam rolled her eyes, gesturing for you to finally leave. Sue smiled as she watched you two; “Seems like we don’t have to worry about Ali being bored after her retirement from soccer.“ “I was never worried about that.“, Megan replied, amused.

Kristie in the meantime had taken a step away from the group and was holding her phone to her ear. “Kristie, what are you doing?“, Sam asked. “Uhm, telling mum the news?“, her sister answered, looking at her like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Sam shook her head at her; “Oh my god, Kristie. That’s exactly why I’m mums favorite.“

[elopez55]

Thank you, Pinoe ❤️

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[thatsdemko]

lie detector - c.pulisic

masterlist part two

requested: n

parings: Christian pulisic x athlete!reader

warnings: just a cliff hanger + it’s short

a/n: I’ve had this idea in my head for so long and yes don’t worry there will be a part two! whether you voted y or n on my poll here it is hehehe

you dated Christian years ago. things ended on good terms, and you couldn’t have been happier for each other. you never deleted the photos from your Instagram, as you must have forgotten they existed, so when the World Cup was going on, people were digging deep on Christian and found the old photos that still lied on your account. ever since then, you’ve received numerous follows, dms, and comments.

you weren’t someone who wasn’t used to cameras. in fact, you played for the United States women’s national soccer team. you were used to being framed next someone like Alex Morgan or Megan Rapinoe. you just never expected to be sitting in your current interview hooked to a lie detector being asked the question you dreaded the most.

“you dated this man right here, correct?” Linsey horan pushed the photo in front of your face allowing you to get a closer look at the brown eyed and brunette haired captain of the United States men’s soccer team.

“Yes, that’s Christian pulisic.” you said, you tried hard to remain calm, but you could feel sweat starting to build up at your forehead watching Lindsey giggle at the card in her hands.

“do you regret breaking up with Christian?” she set the card down shooting you a look, “I so badly want to know the answer.” she rested her chin against her knuckles anxiously awaiting for your response.

“umm,” you chuckled nervously trying to stay still so the reader could get a good indication on your pulse, “yeah I do. he was truly an amazing boyfriend and I wish him well in whatever comes next for him.”

Lindsey shot her head immediately over to the reader who nodded, “she’s telling the truth.”

“yes! the internet is going to go psychotic.”

—

christian saw the interview. his family, friends, and teammates had all sent him the video of you and Lindsey doing the lie detector test.

“he was truly an amazing boyfriend and I wish him well in whatever comes next for him.” the words replayed in his head like a broken record. he couldn’t get those words out of his mind, it had been over a week since the interview and he was so hung up on it that the next move he made, he didn’t even know he did it.

“hello?”

“is it bad that I miss you?”

[greeks-life]

Not The Legacy We Thought (USWNT X Brady Reader)

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓: Tom Brady, the infamous NFL Quarterback has another little sister? Reader is Nineteen and playing for the University of Michigan, when she is called up to play with the USWNT.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ! : Anxiety, Light Swearing, Fluff

𝗟𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗮 𝗺𝘂𝗹𝘁𝗶 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲 :) 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗧𝗶𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮 𝗶𝘀 #𝟭𝟮, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗶𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 #𝟭𝟮 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗧𝗼𝗺’𝘀 𝗻𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝗮𝗺𝗽𝗮 𝗕𝗮𝘆 𝗕𝘂𝗰𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗿𝘀 :)

— — —

Four siblings, one a very famous NFL quarterback for the Tampa Bay Buccaneers. You always have looked up to Tom as your hero, your big brother. Playing for University of Michigan for women’s soccer is amazing, but sometimes the comments on how you got accepted just because of who your brother is can be overwhelming.

Tom always has told you that he didn’t have a hand in getting you accepted into UM. Always saying that if he did have a hand into getting you in the University of Michigan you would certainly know it.

You and Tom always got along, from surfing and playing golf, to playing video games and cooking food. It didn’t matter what the two of you did, but somehow you both really clicked together. Not that you didn’t click with Maureen, Julie, or Nancy, but you just had this titanium tight bond with Tom.

When the rumor was going around that you might be getting the call to play with the USWNT for the 2020 Olympics, Tom was the first person that you told. He flew up to Michigan for a few days to see you on his off days, both of you waiting anxiously for the call.

On his third day in Michigan that’s when the call came in. Putting Vlatko on speaker for you both to hear what he had to say. When the USWNT coach told you had made the team, Tom took you out to celebrate. Your older brother got a little out of control, from announcing all over his social media accounts to even throwing a huge party for you.

You had been playing soccer since you were a little kid. Your parents Tom Brady Sr. and Galynn Patricia Brady always made sure you had everything you needed to be the best you could be. Yes, sometimes they could be a little bit much, but they just wanted you to be happy.

When watching the USWNT on the TV you always focused on the midfielders. But, you couldn’t help taking a personal liking to Tobin Heath, Ashlyn Harris, Kelley O’Hara, Ali Krieger, and Christen Press. They intrigued you a lot from their playing styles to their silly demeanor off the pitch.

— — —

Now here you were at the hotel for the first camp before the Send Off Series. You had been assigned to room with Tierna Davidson, but when you got to your room she wasn’t there.

Looking at the clock you saw you had a half an hour before the team meeting. So to pass some of the time you decided to unpack, that is until your phone dinged, signaling you of a new text message.

Putting down your UofM hoodie to pick up your phone, smiling at the text message your brother had sent you.

 “𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐝, 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬.”

You laughed softly, shaking your head as you texted him back. “𝐈’𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐓𝐨𝐦. 𝐁𝐮𝐜 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐮𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐨’𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆.𝐎.𝐀.𝐓. ! 🐐🏈”

Tears from laughing so hard filled your eyes at his response.

“𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐘/𝐍. 𝐁𝐮𝐭, 𝐢’𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐘/𝐍/𝐍. 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝, 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬. 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐆𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐊𝐈𝐃 , 𝐆𝐎 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 ! ⚽️Ⓜ️“

You were just in the middle of responding before he texted you again. “𝐁𝐔𝐂 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐔𝐏! 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐘 #𝟏𝟐 !”

Deciding that things could be left said like that, and only having twenty ministers remaining before the meeting started you decided to head down to the conference room to see who was there.

— — —

Once in the conference room you saw that Head Coach Vlatko Andonovski and the rest of of the staff were in there, you introduced yourself to them.

“Hi my name is Y/N Brady, i’m the new midfielder.” You smiled softly, as you stuck your hand out to Vlatko.

“Of course ! It’s great to finally meet you in person Y/N ! You can get settled wherever you’d like, the others should be arriving shortly.” Vlatko had told you with a soft smile of his own. The staff had introduced themselves, before you had sat down in a chair in the back row of chairs.

A few minutes later your new team members started to file in. Some gave you confused looks and others simply just smiled at you. You were happy that they hadn’t drilled you with questions yet.

Well, that was until a certain blonde defender chose to take the seat next to you. “Hi i’m Emily Sonnett, but you can call me Sonnett or Sonny.” She smiled brightly at you, with her hand held out to shake yours.

“Y/N Brady.” You returned the smile as you shook her hand with a firm shake. Turns out some of the teammates around you, were in fact ease dropping on your introduction.

“Like as in Tom Brady? Tampa Bay Buccaneers Quarterback? Tom Brady?” Turns out the person who had sort of figured you out was USWNT Vet Alex Morgan.

You nodded slightly with a shy smile on your lips. “Yeah he’s my older brother.” You said softly, your anxiety spiking up inside you slightly by the new found attention. You knew you would have the spotlight on you sooner or later, but you didn’t think it would be that soon before someone figured you out.

“That’s so cool!” Sammy Mewis said as she came to sit by you with her sister Kristie. Noticing how shocked you were by the sudden attention, Kristie discreetly told Sammy to calm down a little.

About ten minutes later the rest of the team which included Tierna, Megan, Crystal, and Rose had walked in. Seeing the whole team come in Vlatko started the team meeting.

In the first fifteen minutes of the meeting Vlatko was talking about how excited he was to be coaching this amazing team. Then came the shoe you were waiting to drop had dropped.

“We have a new member on our team as you all see. This is Y/N Brady, make sure to give her a warm welcome.” He nodded your way, which caused everyone to turn to look at you.

“Hi..” You gave a short wave with a small smile. On the pitch your a total monster who strikes fear even into the ones who had a reputation to be a total beast. But off the pitch? You keep your emotions to yourself and only share what you feel with a select group of people (Tom being the number one person you go to).

Vlatko decided to take the spotlight off of you, saving you for only the next half hour to an hour before personal questions would be sprung on you.

— — —

At dinner you were sitting with Sonnett, Rose, Tierna, Sammy, Lindsey, Kristie, and Lynn. You had connected with Sonnett and Tierna the most. You were all laughing at a tiktok of Kevin Hart and Pete Davidson when Kelley, Tobin, Christen and Alex walked over to your guy’s table.

“What are you kids laughing at ?” Alex asked you all with a raised brow and a amused smile on her lips.

“Y/N showed us this tiktok of Kevin Hart and Pete Davidson at someone’s house.” Sammy told the vets when she finally calmed down from laughing so hard.

“Can we see it ?” Kelley asked you with a curious tone. Your head nodded, before handing her your phone so that they could watch also. A minute later Kelley handed you back your phone with a amused grin.

“We just wanted to let you guys know that team bonding is in our room tonight.” Christen said softly, before glancing at you with curiosity in her eyes.

“I’ve convinced Chris to let you guys decide amongst yourselves who gets to pick the movie. Also Chris agreed to let you guys bring snacks this time.” Tobin chuckled as Christen grumbled under breath with a playful eye roll to the older forward.

“Y/N want to pick the movie ?” Lindsey immediately asked you. Everyone around you looked at you waiting for your answer with either curious looks or small smiles.

“Uh yeah sure i’m down for that.” You nodded as you slipped your phone back into the pocket of your joggers. The vets returned back to their seats, as you and the rest of the young ones resumed your conversations.

— — —

You and Tierna walked to Tobin’s and Christens room which was only at the end of the hall by the elevators. Once you both were let in that’s when Crystal and JJ called you over to where some of the Vets were hanging out.

Making your way over to one of the beds, you sat down slowly as Megan made room for you to sit. “So, Brady how do you like the team so far ?” Megan asked you with a tilt of her head.

“Great actually. Everyone I met really has been very welcoming so far. No one’s really pushed the being Tom Brady’s sister subject yet, so that’s nice.” You played with the ring on your left middle finger, it was from your birthday. It didn’t have any gems on it, but you loved it because Tom had gotten it for you not only for your birthday but because you had just received your 20th cap for UofM.

“Glad to hear that, because if they weren’t I would be putting the fear of God in them.” Becky joked with a bright grin on her lips. The statement had caused Pinoe, JJ, Crystal, Carli, and Abby to start laughing.

“Brady’s actually really dope !” Sonnett defended as she heard Becky’s statement. Crystal and Abby laughed while the other three playfully rolled their eyes at the young defender.

Just then Tobin, Christen, Kelley, and Alex walked through the hotel room door. They all came to join the other Vets on the bed. That’s when Christen had decided to be first one to push the subject you hadn’t want to push yet.

“So what’s it like being Tom Brady’s little sister ?” Christen had asked you as she made herself more comfortable on the bed. You had wondered why Tobin and Christen were late to the team bonding meeting when it was in 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 hotel room, but you opted to answer her question.

“It’s great, besides the press following us around nonstop when we hangout. It gets a bit to much for the both of us, especially during our seasons.” You nodded along with your answer, as you continued to play with your ring.

Christen was going to ask you another question, but Tobin had cut her short of it. “So what movie did you pick for us to watch ?” Tobin asked as she smiled at you. She knew by the way you avoided eye contact when the family subject came up made you more anxious. In the future you would have to thank her for being so attentive to detail.

“I was thinking Venom.” You grinned brightly which did not go unnoticed by your older teammates. Oh how they would find out why that movie made you beam up would shock them all to hell.

“Well then let’s get to watching it then !” Kelley beamed, as she made herself comfortable on the bed.

— — —

You ended up on the floor with the rest of your young teammates, occasionally you would peak at your phone to see the score of Tom’s ongoing game.

The movie had just reached the middle, when you started to get sleepy. Your eyes fluttered shut for a few minutes then opened again. Leaning over to you Kristie told you to go to sleep, you argued with her in hush whispers before you had fallen asleep mid retort.

— — —

Waking up around 6 am, you grabbed your phone to look at the text message your brother had sent you when you were sleeping.

“𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 ? 𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐘/𝐍/𝐍 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐬 ! 𝐖𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 🏴‍☠️ 𝐆𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐤𝐢𝐝 , 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐣𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 !”

You laughed quietly as you put the back down. That’s when you noticed that you were back in yours and Tierna’s hotel room, which means either Tierna or a Vet had carried you back.

You figured that you had a few hours before breakfast, so you just stayed in bed and thought about your future with this team. Maybe in the near future you would be more open with them, but you were still testing the waters with them. What made you curious was how Christen was acting around you yesterday, it was like she was trying to make you uncomfortable.

You definitely had a lot to learn about them, but you were all in to do so. You thought about how you were starting to feel a little homesick already, Michigan has been your home for two years now and you certainly enjoyed the life there. About ten minutes later you started to drift off, until a soft knock to your hotel door brought you back to being semi awake.

𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 :)



[gamergirl929]

The Prodigy (Megan Rapinoe x Daughter!Reader)

Anonymous Request: Can you do a story on Sue Bird and Megan Rapinoe adopting a little girl who is prodigy in both soccer and basketball? And both the U.S. Women's National Soccer and Basketball issue are involved?

“You are not lesser just because you are a girl. You are not better just because you are a boy.”

You watch the interview with a smile, your adoptive mother’s words radiating within you.

All eyes on the world were currently on the USWNT, with the Equal Pay talks going on things had been intense, and being the 13-year-old adopted daughter of one of the most outspoken women in the Women’s Soccer world, a number of those eyes were on you.

“You in there?” You jump at the sound of your other adoptive mom; Sue Bird’s voice and you nod.  

“Yeah, I’m just fine.”  

You look down at the field with a grin as your mom talks to a number of reporters.  

“I’m just proud of her, that’s all.” You shrug and Sue grins.  

“So am I.”  

                                                           ***

Being the adopted daughter of Megan Rapinoe and Sue Bird meant you were immediately thrust into the spotlight, in the world of not only Women’s Soccer, but Basketball as well.

“Look at little Pinoe go.” Ashlyn grins, watching as you effortlessly juggle the ball, your eyes narrowed as you focus intently on the black and yellow ball.  

“She’s great with a basketball too.” Megan comments, smiling as you do a Tobin like move, kicking the ball over your head and catching it on your heel.

“Better watch out Tobe.” Megan smirks as she makes her way towards you and you turn to the purple haired woman with a grin.  

Megan tries to swipe the ball but you’re too fast for the forward knocking it behind you before slotting it between her legs to Kelley who’s standing behind her.  

Megan’s eyes widen.  

“Did you just nutmeg me?” She asks and you smirk.  

“Looks like she did to me!” Ashlyn grins and you snicker, the blonde ruffling your hair.  

Megan lets out a hum and your eyes widen.  

“Uh-oh.”  

Your mother’s teammates watch as you run quickly away the woman on your heels.  

“NO ONE NUTMEGS MEGAN RAPINOE!” She yells and you snort, running past Tobin.  

“TOBIN DID!” You yell, your mom stopping to glare at Tobin before she starts running after you again.  

“BRILLIANT DISTRACTION.” She yells and you groan.  

“Brilliant enough to keep you distracted so I can do thisss!”

Megan screeches to a halt when jump behind Sue, the woman grinning as she stares at Megan, the purple haired woman shrugging.  

“Already using her against me.” Megan says through her grin and you hold Sue’s arm up so you can send her a grin.  

“Yep.”  

                                                           ***

“Is there anything she can’t do?” Ashlyn asks as she watches video of you sinking a basketball into the net from the half court line.

“She a prodigy.” Megan shakes her head, watching as you again sink a ball in, the net barely swishing.  

Unfortunately, with all the traveling Megan couldn’t always be there for your games, but Sue would always make sure she was included, or vice versa when either were busy.  

“We need to all go to one of her games sometime.” Alex looks between the crack in the seats and Megan grins.  

“Yeah, she’d love that.”  

                                                           ***

Megan’s brows furrow when Vlatko waves her over, his phone to his ear. She jogs over, her heart racing with anxiety.  

“Sue’s been trying to get a hold of you.” He holds his phone out, the purple haired woman taking his phone with a furrowed brow.  

“Sue? Is everything okay?” She asks worriedly, the woman on the other side of the phone sighing.  

“We’re on our way to the stadium.”  

Megan’s brows furrow as Ashlyn comes close, the blonde’s brows furrowed in worry.  

“We?” She asks, in confusion.  

“Y/N had a little incident at school today, and I think we BOTH need to talk to her, together.”  

Megan’s eyes widen.  

“Is she okay?” The purple haired woman asks and Sue chuckles.  

“Oh, she’s fine, but the boy she punched in the face isn’t.”  

                                                           ***  

“Explain to Megan what you told me.” Sue says, her arms crossed across her chest, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth to fight off a smile.  

“He deserved it.” You grumble, crossing your arms across your chest.  

Instead of having a talk with just you and your adoptive mothers, your adoptive aunts joined the party as well.  

“Come on, tell me what happened.” Megan says as she kneels down in front of you where you’re sitting on the bench.  

“He said women didn’t deserve equal pay.” You grumble angrily, rolling your eyes. “And then he called you and Sue an unpleasant word that I’m not repeating, and I tried to walk away, but he wouldn’t go away and wouldn’t shut up so I kicked his ass.”  

Megan barks out a laugh, shaking her head.  

“Language.”  

You sigh, nodding.  

“I know, I shouldn’t have punched him, and I have to sit out the next game... But he was being a di-

You clear your throat.  

“A dink.”  

Ashlyn snorts.  

“That still means dick.”  

Everyone turns to Ashlyn, the woman clearing her throat before drawing a line across her lips, as if zipping them shut.  

“What he said wasn’t right... But we can’t solve our issues with our fists.” Sue walks behind you, placing her hand on your back.  

“I know... I just got so mad... I’m sorry.” Your head drops, shoulder’s hunching.  

Megan scoots closer, her fingers running through your hair as Sue wraps her arms around you from behind.  

“It’s going to be okay.” She whispers, Megan grinning.  

“Try not to get into anymore fist fights, okay?” Megan pats your leg and you nod, smiling bashfully.  

“I’ll try not to.”  

                                                           ***

You take a deep breath, shuffling your feet on the grass, bouncing on your heels ready for the game to start.  

You glance up in the stands and feel your bottom lip tremble when you see them, a mob of women in the stands, every one of them wearing a jersey with your number on it, #15, your mother’s number, so technically it was her jersey.  

“GO LITTLE PINOE!” Ashlyn screams, everyone turning towards her, the blonde shrugging with a massive grin.  

You glance down the line of women smiling when you zero in on Megan and Sue, the two women giving you massive grins and happy waves.  

You god, a cocky smirk spreading across your face.  

“Show time.”  

                                                           ***

“She’s a little show off.” Sue laughs as you do a number of pull ups on the goal post as you celebrate a goal.  

“She did a back flip earlier.” Tobin grins.  

“Don’t forget the front flip.” Christen adds, Ashlyn turning to Megan with a smirk. 

“She didn’t learn those from you... Sue?” She grins, Megan smacking the goalie in the chest.  

“Shut up.”  

The whistle blows, signaling the end of the game, the entire National team on their feet as they clap, your grin wide as you shake hands with your opponents before running towards your moms, the two women wrapping their arms around you.  

“We’re so proud of you.” Sue whispers, kissing your temple while Megan ruffles your hair.  

“You did amazing!”  

You look up at the two women with a smile, your eyes darting between the two of them.  

You hadn’t been with the couple long, but you knew deep down in your heart that what you were about to say was true.  

“I love you mom.” You whisper to Megan, before turning to Sue. “I love you too mom.” She smiles, the two women grinning as they throw their arms around you. 

“We love you too.” Sue kisses the top of your head, Megan down on her knees, her arms wrapped around your middle.  

“So much.”  

“SO, DO WE.”  

The three of you turn around, smiling when you see the entire USWNT grinning your way.  

You giggle, wrapping your arms around your moms.  

“I didn’t know I was getting adopted by over 20 women.” You grin.  

Megan and Sue look down at you, massive smiles spread across their faces.  

“We love you Y/N.”  

“I love you guys too.”  

[ktheghay]

Anyone have any requests? I mainly focus on USWNT members but I’ll try mostly anything. If you request something and I’m not comfortable with it, I’ll tell you, as well!

[lholland14]

Meeting the Fam (Binoe x toddler!reader)

Binoe x toddler reader where the Team meets super shy reader after a football game. Reader is like small and cute but fast as hell and in the end runs around with a couple player

Sue Bird and Megan Rapinoe. The power couple of sports. The outgoing couple who are never one to shy away from their feelings, somehow had me as their kid.

The shy kid, the one who would rather sit in the corner and read.

It sucked at times, everyone telling me "Why don't you have friends?"

"Don't you want to talk to people?"

The truth is, I don't. It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't. I don't understand it.

I don't understand my momma's incessant chatter, I just don't understand people.

Why are people constantly giving my mommies plants?

Why do people scream so much?

I can't deal with them.

Maybe that's why the first year I was with my mommies they thought I hated them, until they noticed how I would grimace every time Megan shouted, every time Sue bounced a basketball excessively hard on the floor.

I hated the noise.

Which leads me to the question of why would me mommies bring me to this profound event full of noise.

"Meg? Y/N/N? We gotta go." Sue loudly said, looking around as she walks down the hall.

Sue finds you in the same position you were always in except Megan had joined you. She shook her head before giving her wife and amused smile, "Let's go, children. We can't be late to your game."

"Mommy!" you whine, "One more chapter."

"Megan, tell our daughter that we need to go." Sue sighs.

Megan looks at Sue with a tilted head, "But she has one more chapter." she replied with a sillier tone as you.

Sue glared at her, "Okay, okay. C'mon bubs, you can read more in the car."

------

Car rides were your favourite, as you plane rides. For a certain amount of time, everyone and reverting was just how you liked it. Quiet.

Megan on the other hand was the opposite of what you liked. And mixed with the radio was a nightmare.

She sang to genres from Frozen, to Dua Lipa, to Taylor Swift to BTS. You and Sue both agreed to sneaky put on ear plugs whenever Megan was in charge of the radio.

"Lots of people go, Mommy?" you ask after around 15 minutes in the car, to try to shut up your momma.

Sue smiles, looking back at you from the mirror, "Theres always a good amount of people there. If you get bored, we brought your books and some toys."

You nod, "They loud Mommy?"

"Yeah, bubs." she replies, "But usually only when they score."

"So like all the time." Megan add on exaggerating the 'all' earning a hit from her loving wife.

You giggle and hit you Megan as well, but it ended up as more of a pat on the back.

You and Sue burst out laughing as Megan acted insanely wounded from your blow.

Finally Megan looks over her shoulder and laughs, "Crazy child." while rubbing her back.

You shrug, bouncing up and down in your seat. Excited, but nervous for the game.

------------

The three of you climb out of the car and your eyes immediately widen at the amount of people you see.

"Wow," you mumble.

Your mom takes your hand, "Lots of people, huh?" Megan kneeled down to whisper in your ear.

You nod absent mindedly as you were still taking in the vast amount of strange faces.

The two sport stars lead you through a series of doors before finally reaching a  medium sized platform with a great view of the field. Sue swung you onto a comfy chair with a cushion on it before settling onto her own.

"Where you go" You asked wide eyed as Megan had stepped out the door.

She looked at you, then walked over to where you were sitting "Do you see that field?"

You nodded.

"Well, that's where I'll be"

"Why?" You furrowed your eyebrows.

Sue chuckled and messed up your hair "She's playing sweetheart."

You pouted, but was quickly distracted by watching the fans form a wave.

As you were watching the wave you missed the loving gaze Megan shot at you, before slipping out the door.

------

"Why are you so late?" Julie shot a look at Megan, before looking at her watch.

"I had to deal with something." Megan waved the questions away, and joined the huddle

"1, 2, 3 USA!" We all shouted.

It was France vs USA.

In short, we won. As usual.

0-1, the screams were incredibly loud, but momma let me wear my head phones so it was okay.

------

When it was all over momma brought me over to a room and told me to wait there while she got mommy.

I  decided to finish my book, but someone interrupted me. I briefly considered murder, but decided against it when the thought of how bad it would look on my record.

"Help you?" I asked annoyed

"Huh? Oh, um I was just wondering if you were okay." the girl replied. She was pretty, with her blue eyes and brown hair. However her voice was something that interested me. It was nothing like I had ever heard before.

"Alex!" Another girl yelled "Come on! Megan said she had a surprise for us."

The blue eyed girl spared a glance at me before walking towards the other girl who was yelling.

After a couple more minutes of peace, momma came back but this time with mommy and another girl.

"Hey bubs" Megan greeted you in a high voice that always put a smile on your face

"So this is the infamous Y/n." The girl next to Megan stuck out her hand to shake "I'm Kelley"

"Hewyo" I gave her s shy toothy grin.

"Whats up?" Two other girls walked over to us. One was short, but the other looked like a giant.

"Sam, Kristie meet my daughter Y/n." Megan gestured over to me.

This pattern continued. People coming over and Megan introducing them to me.

Soon I met everyone, but still continued to hide from them until I saw one of the staff picking up some loose soccer ball on the field so I decided to help him.

It wasn't until Kristie noticed I was gone when Sue and Megan began looking for me.

They found me playing pass with Alex and Kelley.

"Hey kiddo! Over here!" Kristie yelled grabbing the attention of the toddler. Quickly she passed the ball over to Kris, and ran over to her to try to block her and get the ball back.

"Sam" Kristie shouted "I need back up! This kid is good."

"Coming, Sonnett come here"

As Kristie was distracted by her younger sister, you quickly stole the ball and ran towards the goal

"Dang she's quick." Lindsey said in awe

"She's like a mini you Kelley" Crystal teased

"What no, she's way to shy. If anything more like a Tierna" Rapinoe mused

Tierna laughed as Sonnett pouted when you scored a goal, and walked over to help retrieve you from Sam's arms.

You were laughing as Sam spun you around in celebration, when she put you down you ran over to Tierna.

"She's the Flash." Alex jokingly told Christen who rolled her eyes but went to join in the fun anyways.

Finally, after an hour later it was time to go. Instead of your usual behaviour of acting like they saved you from a disaster you were pouting.

You were pouting because you liked those girls, and your mommas could tell.

"Don't worry bubs, we'll see them again tomorrow." Megan reassured you.

"Really?" You asked, instantly brightening.

"Really" Megan replied.

“Okay, I tired now,” you say, rubbing your eyes.

Sue grins, “Come here,” she says, crouching down.

You run into her arms, hugging her neck. She picks you up and you rest your head on her shoulder.

Megan just smiles, watching as you slowly fall asleep on her wife's shoulder.

She stealthy takes a photo, but Sue saw and smiles at the camera. Megan quickly post it and captions the picture, 'Finally met The Fam. Peace out USA, Flash out'

[yayeetsonny]

Always Tell The Truth Part 2 ~ USWNT x Reader

Okay so if you haven’t read the first part of this, which I will put here. Always tell the truth part 1 I suggest you do that, otherwise this one will make no sense. Also sorry... again for being gone so long. I hope you guys didn’t miss me too much. :)

-N

Previously...

“Those bruises, Y/N, where’d you get them?” 

“I. Don’t. Know.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Fine then, don’t believe me. First Alex, then Christen and now you. This is just great, my teammates think I’m a liar. Well I’m not and I’m telling you the truth.”

I brushed by her and stormed out of the room, now determined to avoid my teammates so they’d stop asking questions and questioning my honesty.

“I’m not a liar. I don’t know where I got the bruises, I don’t know why they won’t believe me.”

Present

After I stormed out of the room I share with Ali I ran... yes literally ran out of the hotel and out into the street. Well okay it was more like the sidewalk but whatever, I’m going for dramatic story telling here. I was angry, hurt and confused as to why my teammates couldn’t just believe me. I’ve never lied to them before, not ever. If something was going on I would have told them. And I genuinely have no clue where these bruises came from, I don’t remember hurting myself badly in practices or games and I don’t do any other crazy activities that would warrant the sudden appearance of severe looking injuries. I knew I just needed to clear my head so I started walking in a random direction hoping to get my thoughts together.

After a while I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket and knew it was probably one of my teammates looking for me so I ignored it. My phone stopped ringing only for a short time before it stared up again. This went on for several long minutes before it finally stopped. After each attempt from whoever was trying reach me there was a separate single vibrate indicating they left a message. I felt a little guilty for disappearing and probably worrying everyone but they shouldn’t have assumed or accused me of lying. Thinking they finally got the message that I didn’t want to speak to them I continued walking god knows where trying to think of what to say when I finally decided to go back. I was really deep in thought, trying to remember if and when I got the bruises. Obviously they don’t just appear like magic. They have to be caused by something, but... what? All the sudden I was hit with a vague memory

“Huh?... Wha- where am I?”

“You fell asleep on the couch dear. Don’t you remember? It was really adorable actually. My mom said super sweetly.

That’s weird, she’s never overly sweet with me, like ever.

“No, I don’t remember doing that.”

I looked around and the tv was on, which is also rare. It was playing a random comedy movie. Comedy? My parents don’t even like comedy movies.

“Oh well you did. Right after dinner, you dragged your feet over to the couch and was out like a light before we knew it.” She said casually.

My dad waltzed in like everything was totally normal. What the fuck is going on. Why don’t I even remember eating dinner? How long have I been here? Why does my body hurt so much?

I came back to the present feeling slightly uneasy. I remembered now a little bit of what happened when I got to my parents house and a little bit of what happened after I woke up from my nap. They managed to convince me everything was fine after that and I left assuming they were telling me the truth because I was too tired and too annoyed to argue. But the more I thought about it the more I wondered just how much of what they said is true. Why were there huge gaps in my time with them? And why do I get the feeling that the weird gut feeling I have isn’t a coincidence? I got lost in thought again but it was peaceful this time and quiet which I was relishing in.

Unfortunately the peace and quiet only lasted for a few minutes when I started to get what I assumed were dozens of texts. I finally got fed up and decided to silence my phone completely. When I unlocked it I saw a glimpse of some of the worried texts from the team. They all pretty much said the same thing;

“Y/N please come back. I’m sorry for saying I didn’t believe you. I’m just concerned about you. I want to talk and I’ll listen to whatever you have to say. Just please come back.”- Ali

“Hey kid, heard what happened. Wanna talk?”- T

“Y/n where are you? I heard what happened and that you left?? please come back, we’re worried.”- Christen

“Bruh what the hell? let’s talk?”- Ash

“where r u?”- Mal

“It’s not safe for you to be out by yourself. Ali told us about the other bruises. Whatever this is we’ll help you. We’re gonna start searching for you if you don’t get your ass back here soon. We love you.”- Alex

And it went on like that as every single member of the team texted me some variation of that and the voicemails they all left were much the same. I started to feel more guilty but let my anger keep me from replying to them. They can stew a little longer.

Meanwhile back at the Hotel...

CHRISTEN PRO//

“Okay, so tell us exactly what happened.”

“I saw the bruises when she was changing, which I happened to walk in on. I don’t think she was expecting me. I asked her what happened and she said that nothing had happened and I asked her about the bruises I saw on her arm, shoulder and spine and she continued to tell me she has no idea where they came from. I told her I didn’t believe her and then she got upset and she just... left.”

“Just like that? She didn’t say where she was going?”

“No, she was so angry she just stormed out and when I tried to follow after her she was already gone.”

“And she’s still not answering her phone. Damnit kid come on, where are you?”

“She’s not safe out there on her own, we have to go look for her.”

“And how are we supposed to find her when she doesn’t have her location on and is doing everything she can’t to ignore us?”

“I have no idea but we have to try.”

“We will, but we should give her a little more time. It’s possible she’s just around the corner cooling off. She’ll come back when she’s ready.”

“You’re right.”

“Guys I hate to steer us back into more serious topics but shouldn’t we be talking about the bruises she has that started all of this?”

“What do you guys think they’re from?” Megan asked.

“I want to believe her when she says she doesn’t know but I mean how can you just not know about bruises as severe as those?” Ash said.

“I mean... I’ve had some pretty bad ones I don’t remember getting from anywhere.” Mal said off-handily.

I saw some of the rest of the team nod silently, indicating that they too had, had the same thing happen to them. And I had to admit that I had my fair share of bumps and bruises that I couldn’t explain because they just seemed to appear but I was still concerned for our youngest teammate as it was getting pretty late and it was already dark outside.

“Oh god, you don’t think it’s her parents do you?” Tobin asked no one in particular.

We all paused for a moment to process what she was implying and I know we were silently hoping, praying that they wouldn’t do that to her. That they wouldn’t beat their own child.

“No, there’s no way. She’s told us that they love and support her and that even though they aren’t around much they still care about her.”

“Right, you’re right.”

“It has to be them though, I mean there’s no other explanation. She didn’t have them before or after practice right?” Alex asked.

“No, she didn’t.” Lindsey said solemnly.

“Do you really think parents can just flip a switch? Just like that? Be caring and supportive one minute and violent then next?”

“It’s possible.”

“No, just don’t even go there. I refuse to believe they would do that.”

“We would have seen the bruises if she had them before, since we all change in the same locker room together for practices and games remember?” I said

“Fuck. When I get my hands on them I swear to god...”

She didn’t get to finish her sentence because Y/n walked into the dining hall where we were all gathered.

“Get your hands on who?” She asked quietly

“Kid...”

“Y/n holy shit, thank god.”

“And she lives!... not the time? Got it.”

“Y/N... we need to talk.”

“Why? There’s nothing to talk about. I don’t know what Ali told you, but I don’t know where these fucking bruises came from okay? I don’t know. I’m sorry, I know that probably isn’t what you wanted to hear but it’s the truth. If you don’t believe me that’s fine but i’m not talking about it anymore.”

“Sweetie please just hear us out okay? We’re worried about you and getting defensive about them isn’t helping your case.” I said, trying to reach out for her but she backed away from me.

“Defensive? I’m just upset because you all still don’t seem to get it.”

“We want to get it, please just talk to us.”

“No.”

“Y/N, please just...”

“No! Okay, just no. I said we weren’t talking about it again and that’s final. What happened to “I’ll listen to whatever you have to say.” Huh, Ali? Good to know that was complete bullshit.”

“I’m sorry baby, please believe me, we just...”

“Oh believe you? For what? You clearly still don’t believe me so why should I give you that courtesy? You know what, this is all just fucking stupid anyways. I’m going to bed. Goodnight.”

And with that she disappeared up to the room she’s sharing with Ali. Leaving us all more confused and concerned than ever.

“Well... that went well.”

“Shut up Emily, so not the time.”

//End

Okay so yes that is yet another cliffhanger of sorts, I’m sorry but I thought that was a good place to end it. Just know that Y/N genuinely doesn’t remember a lot of what’s going on, just like she says. Her parents are definitely sus asf.

I’m actually writing part 3 rn so that should be up within the next day or so. I know I keep disappearing but my life is totally a mess rn lol. I’m back now tho and am excited to finally get to all the requests I have. Im so sorry for those waiting I haven’t forgotten. Promise.

-N

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[black-dragon1998]

Stoic keeper and sick girl chapter 2

Summary: (Y/N) has taken Lexa inside to warm her up. things are revealed and big decisions are made.

Also, COVID19 doesn’t exist in this fic!

warrnings: Talking about cancer. if this is a trigger don’t read. Everything mentioned is from my own experience as may not apply to everybody.

part 1

“Lexa if I may be blunt can I ask you something? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to but what else did the doctors tell you?” Lexa looks a little bit surprised at your question but when she looks into your eyes and sees nothing but kindness she relaxes again. Taking a big breath she speaks.

 “I think they called it leukaemia but I don’t know what that means. I only know I get very sick from it and to get better I have to stay in the hospital. My blood hase to get drawn a lot.” Hearing the word fall makes you pause, you had your suspicion it was some kind of cancer but for it to be leukaemia it hits close to home.

At her age, you probably couldn’t have explained it any better and you tell her as much. As a kid, you hated nothing more than talking to an adult and them not listening to you while you were confused.

Lexa looks up at you when you don’t ask questions or look at her weird. When people knew they always looked at her strangle and with pity or they would just avoid her like she had some contagious disease.

“don’t you think I’m weird?” Lexa asks you in a small voice, breaking your heart.

“why would I think you’re weird? Getting sick isn’t something you choose.” You saw tears gather in her eyes at your words and if your heart could break any more it would know. You wanted to soothe her but didn’t want to put her in any more danger.

“When I tell people they look in their eyes changes and they suddenly don’t want to play with me anymore.” Lexa sobs tears now freely falling down her cheeks. Not being able to take it anymore you shrug off your hoodie leaving you in a clean T-shirt. You also grab the disinfectant from your bag before you pick her up. She immediately buries her face in your shoulder and latches onto you with a weak grip.

“I know sweetheart, it’s okay. People fear what they don’t understand and kids can be cruel when they sense something is different.” You rock her back and forth to calm her down.

“but they are right. I am fat, ugly and weak.” Lexa sobs into your shoulder. At the same time, you want to cry with her and yell at the people who made her feel that way.

“that is not true Lexa. Your hair fell out because of the chemo. The chubbiness is because of all the steroids you get in your therapy and the reason you are feeling weak is that you are waging an internal battle. That doesn’t make you weak, do you know what that makes you?” you feel her shake her head in your shoulder, but feel her calming down.

“that makes you strong. It makes you a warrior.” You tell her, believing every word of it. It takes her a couple of minutes to completely calm down but soon enough she is speaking again.

“how do you know that?” her question is innocent and expected. Not many people knew so much about cancer.

“because Lexa I too have had Leukaemia when I was a kid, so I’m speaking out from experience when I say it seems like you are alone in the world but you are not.” It was like a weight fell off your shoulder. What you had told Lexa you hadn’t even told your teammates.

“you had the same thing I have.” Lexa looks up at you with big round eyes. She had never met anybody who had the same thing she had. Kids at the group home rather liked to avoid her because she was different.

“yes, I had. I know that you probably won’t believe me when I tell you when everything is going to be okay but it is.” You promise, making her face fall.

“no it isn’t.” her voice sounds hollow and you are a little confused at her solemn state.

“why not sweetheart?” you hope she trusts you enough to talk to you. Over this short time, you had gotten emotionally attached.

“because I ran away and am probably going to die now.” Being a little shocked hearing her tell you she ran away.

“Why did you run away from home sweetheart?” you feel her shrink into.

“I’m not mad at you Lexa I promise, I just want to help.” At your calm and soothing words, Lexa can’t help but cry again. she tries to explain everything while she is crying but you don’t understand anything of it.

“calm down sweetheart I can’t understand you like this. Try to imitate my breathing.” You lay her hand over your heart so she can feel it beating and calm down.

“because I don’t want to do it alone anymore. The people at the group home don’t care and leave alone always. I don’t want to be alone anymore.” There is so much pain and hurt in her words and you can only imagine the trauma’s she had to go through o her own. Anger overcoming you when hearing her story.

instead of letting your anger consume you make a decision that is best for Lexa. You set her down on the bench again and crouch in front of her to get her attention.

“would you want to fight again if you didn’t have to do it alone?” you ask her trying to keep your own nerves down.

“Nobody wants a broken kid like me. I’m to much work for people to want to adopt me.” She says it with so much conviction you don’t want to know how many times those words have been repeated to her and how many families had turned her down before.

“what if I told you that I would be interested to take you in. I promise you will never have to do any of that scary stuff alone again.” the hope in her eyes makes your heart warm.

“you would want me?” you smile at her and nod. You were going to have to do a couple of preparations ut you were prepared to go the extra mile.

“Lexa I want to go all-in if you want to try it too. The only thing you need to do is trust me oaky?” suddenly Lexa is hanging around your neck and hugging you.

“I want to try.” With those words, you jump into action. You had heard a couple of your teammates on the other side of the door and you would need their help to make this work. Calling out Christen and Ali respond.

part 3

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[wososage]

It’s too much: USWNT x baby!Reader

Request: hope ur ok! if ur taking requests maybe baby r is from a rough city and grew up dirt poor and when the team finds out they shower her with gifts and r tries to not accept them but the girls won't let her

Word count: 1119

Warnings: maybe cussing

A/N: so i wrote a thing. i felt inspired this morning and then was actually able to make my brain think words. anyways i am alive and well. i know its probably been like a year since i have posted an imagine but i am finally in somewhat of a good place with life. hope you like it. send me messages i would love to talk to you guys. you can send requests but i make no promises about when i will write again.

A/N part 2: apparently i posted something in august but i do not remember that all

Y/N POV

“What’s the best present you have ever gotten for your birthday?” Sam asks.

“I dunno,” I respond just above a whisper, hoping she won’t hear me and will let it go.

“What do you mean you don’t know?” Sam asks flabbergasted. “There has to be something that sticks out in your mind.”

“I’ve never celebrated my birthday,” I mumble while taking an interest in the carpet. “We just don’t have the money for it.”

Thankfully Sam realizes how uncomfortable I am and changes the subject.

“Wanna see pictures of Finn?” she asks excitedly. I look up and smile at her, giving her all of the response she needs.

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“Why are you being so weird right now?” I ask Sonnett. “You like on a whole new level of weird right now and it is kinda freaking me out.”

“I’m not being weird you are being weird,” Sonnett says to me.

“What are you and the squirrel planning right now?” I ask with a lot of seriousness in my voice. “Both of you have been acting weird all afternoon. Now that I think about it the whole team has been acting weird. Even Alyssa looked like she was hiding something when I met her for crosswords today.”

Sonnett just shrugs.

“I think that the chances of the whole team acting weird are really low which means that it is you that is acting weird Y/N,” Sonnett says. “Did you sleep well last night? Maybe you should go take a nap, you will feel better when you wake up.”

“I slept fine last night,” I counter. “I’m gonna go homework and zoom my teachers who aren’t acting weird like the rest of you. Maybe I will even go talk to Vlatko, he seems to be the only normal person around here today.”

I end up in my room doing homework for a few hours before there is a knock on my door interrupting my focus.

“Sup,” I say to Becky who is standing in the doorway with a suspicious look on her face. “Not you too! Why is everyone being so fucking weird today?”

“Watch your language,” Becky says with a pointed look.

“Sorry,” I mumble sheepishly while looking at the ground in an attempt to avoid her eyes.

“Come with me,” She says giving no further explanation.

“Why dinner isn’t for another hour,” I explain. “I want to finish some more homework so I can hang out with people tomorrow since it is our free day.”

“You can do your homework later,” she says. “Right now you are gonna take a break and come with me.”

“Fine,” I say grabbing my key before following her. “Do I finally get to find out why everyone has been acting so weird today?”

“Everyone seems to be acting normally to me,” Becky says.

I groan and start to drag my feet.

“That’s because you are also acting weird. All of you ate something or drank something and now I am the only normal human being on this team. If you all turn into zombies I’m going to kill you.”

“Wow Y/N, that’s just rude. How could you just kill us like that? We are the most important people in your life.”

“If the zombie apocalypse happens. I am playing to survive not to be nice to my friends who were stupid enough to get themselves turned into zombies.”

“Alright Y/N, do you want to know why we have all been acting weird?”

“YES! I have been wanting to know all day.”

“Come on then,” she says while opening the door to the meeting room.

When I walk in everyone is in there and the room is decorated for a birthday party.

“Happy birthday Y/N!” Becky says while hugging me.

“How long have you guys been planning this?” I ask. “This is incredible.”

“Since before Christmas when you told me you have never celebrated your birthday,” Sam explains. “We want you to be able to experience the joy of birthdays!”

“Thank you, Sammy,” I say while giving her a big hug.

“Present time!” Sonny yells while jumping up and down.

Everyone sits down in a circle and I realize that there is a large pile of presents waiting for me to open. Way too many presents for me to be able to accept.

“I can’t accept this,” I say. “This is too much.”

“Kid, please accept these gifts,” Ash says. “We are your family and we want to do this for you. We know your home life isn’t that great so we wanna help out how we can.”

“Are you guys sure?” I ask. “That’s a lot of gifts.”

“We decided that each person is only allowed to get you two gifts,” Becky explains. “One of them is something that will make your life easier such as clothes or gift cards to get food when you are home and the other one is something we want you to have because it will make you happy.”

“We also decided to have some fun with this,” Sonnett says while bouncing around like a hyperactive toddler. “You have to guess who the gift came from after you open it.”

“What do I get if I guess them all right?” I ask as my competitive nature starts to come out.

“Bragging rights,” Becky says.

“Good enough for me. Time to prove that I know you all very well.”

Grab the first present and as soon as I unwrap it, I know who gave it to me. 

“Thanks for the pride flag Pinoe,” I say. “Also, I already registered to vote this morning but thanks for giving me instructions on how to do it.”

I go through all the presents and then I get to the final one but before I can unwrap it, Becky stops me.

“Almost all of us chipped in for this present,” Becky explains. “I know you are going to say it’s too much but we want you to have this and if it helps you can think of this as something that benefits us as well as you.”

I unwrap the gift and realize it is a switch with a bunch of games. As soon as I see it I tear up.

“This costs so much money. I’ve been saving up to buy one but there is never a good time to be able to drop so much money on something. Are you guys sure about this?”

“Y/N, we want you to have this. We know how much you have wanted one. Besides now we can force you to play video games with us all the time.”

“I love you guys. Thank you so much for doing this for me.”

[kj-1130]

Surprise

Uswnt x Reader

Binoe x teen!reader

⚠️t/w a perverted boy touching a minor. ya nasty⚠️

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It was time for another camp. All the ladies had gathered in the conference room, where a meeting was being held. Everyone was seated and chatting until Vlatko called for their attention.

The meeting was going smooth until it was interrupted by the ringing of a phone.

“Sorry.” Pinoe steps out of the room and looks at the number. It was unknown, but a feeling told her to answer it.

Vlatko continued the meeting despite her absence but didn’t get very far when yelling was heard just outisde.

“What do you mean you’re at the police station!?

-

You were outside playing basketball at a court that wasn’t too far from the hotel. Your moms trusted that you were responsible enough to take care of yourself and call if you need help.

You were currently dribbling the ball just working on free throws when a group of five guys came over. They looked like they were about 18. You had been on the court by yourself all day so someone coming over somewhat distracted you.

“Ooh! Would you look at that, boys? A hot girl shooting some hoops!”

You rolled your eyes and minded your business, hoping they would get the hint and leave you alone. But that wasn’t the case.

“C’mon sweetheart, don’t ignore us.”

You looked over your shoulders, then at them. “I’m 14.”

One of the guys in the back came next to and started sliding his hand down your back to your ass. “Age ain’t nothing but a number.”

In response, you grabbed his hand, turned around and kneed him in the nuts.

An officer came over when he saw violence and you were almost relieved, but he was walking towards you.

A different person in the group spoke up. “Thank god you were here, officer. We were just trying to help this girl with her shooting but she just started getting violent.”

You scoffed as the officer started to lead you to his car and drove you to the station.

“If you’re going to take me to the station, when do I get my phone call?”

He rolled his eyes and ignored you for the rest of the ride.

Man your parents were going to be pissed.

-

You were sitting at the station when you saw Megan storm in. Despite the fact that she was quite short, it was still a scary sight to you.

“Come on.”

You got up and followed her to the car, trying your hardest to keep up with her cause damn she was walking fast. Turns out she was so pissed, she didn’t even bring a car. Just ran straight towards the station. Hopefully the walk to the hotel wasn’t too long.

She was silent the entire way. Megan didn’t ask what happened or anything, but frankly you were grateful for the awkward silence. Being scolded by a famous soccer player in public did not seem ideal to you at all.

The walk back was no more than 15 minutes, but it felt longer to you. The team was still in the conference room, having the meeting.

Your mom stopped abruptly, which scared you, and turned around. “Do you want to tell me why you were in the police station? Why did I get a call saying you were arrested?!”

Your eyes widened and you took a step back, just wanting a hole to open in the ground and swallow you.

You clear your throat and look anywhere but at her.You were absolutely positive that all her teammates had heard her yell and probably would be as nosy as your mom described them. Your theory was confirmed when you saw heads peek out the door, but disappeared as soon as you caught the eyes with your gaze.

“I asked you a question, I expect you to answer it!”

Eyes widening once again, you took a deep breath trying to calm down.

“Look, I was just defending myself.”

“From what?”

Oh goodness gracious, you were embarrassed; you didn't even know why. You know what? Fuck. You just did what you do best; be blunt.

“A guy touched my ass so I kicked his dick.”

There was that awkward silence you were looking for. If you’re embarrassed then everyone else has to be too. You cleared your throat and rocked back and forth. The only sound that filled the hotel lobby was your horrible whistling and the rattling air condition.

“Who touched you?”

“I don’t know. Some blonde kid probably named Chad.”

It was quiet until someone let out an obnoxious snort. Looking over at the conference room, Megan saw it was Kelley. Then she saw that all of her teammates were watching the whole situation unfold.

She sighed and ran a hand down face. “I need to call Sue.”

“No! No, no, no, no, no. Don’t call mom! Don’t call mom.”

The team’s eyes widen as they hear the m-word come out of your mouth.

“Mom?!”

-

Everyone was gathered into Megan and Kelley’s room(whoever roomed them together must’ve been crazy).

It was silent which was quite weird considering they were usually so loud and energetic.

“Your room’s a hot mess,” you said which broke the silence. “Mom would kill you if she was here.”

Your mama rolled her eyes playfully at you and scoffed. “You’re lucky I’m not calling her right now. Don’t push your luck.” Yeah that shut you up real quick.

Mal looked at Megan and cleared her throat. “So...mom?”

She sighed and began to talk. “We adopted (y/n) after fostering her for quite a few months.”

Alex looked at you then at your mama. “Were you ever going to tell anyone?”

She shrugged, “That’s not important right now. What is important, is that somebody touched my daughter and now they need their ass whooped.”

With her mentioning that, all eyes were on you.

“Look, I kicked him in his nuts pretty hard. He may not be able to have children anymore. I consider his pain punishment enough for now. But if you think about it, I'm doing his future wife a favor. I’m pretty sure nobody wants a smaller version of him running around.”

The whole team chuckled. Everyone got to know you and they seemed nice.

Megan’s phone pinged and this time her eyes widened. “Sue texted. How did she find out.”

You shrugged. “Mother’s intuition?”

This time your phone dinged and you saw it was your mom. “Oh. Both our asses are dead.”

[perfectly-imperfect82]

Epipen - Bino's kid

"Megan, come here" Vlakto yelled causing the forward to run to him

"Sue called, (Y/N) had an allergic reaction. Take one of the vans and meet her at the hospital" he said quickly, while handing her a key as Megan was instantly worried, thinking back to when she was younger and hand an allergic reaction

Megan quickly made her way over to her things and started packing

"Everything okay?" Ashlyn asked looking over at her best friend who was quickly throwing things in her bag

"(Y/n) had an allergic reaction and is in the hospital"

"I'm driving you" Ashlyn said quickly packing her things and holding her hand out for the key.

Megan took one look at Ashlyn and knew it would be easier to agree.

They quickly gathered there things before they took of towards the hospital.

The ride was quick but to Megan it felt like it was forever.

As soon as they reached hospital, Megan was out of the car and quickly heading inside.

She headed straight to the front desk, where she ran into sue.

"Have you heard anything?" Megan asked

"No, I'm waiting for the doctor" sue said sharing a nervous look with her girlfriend

"Family of (y/n)" A doctor said causing Megan and sue to rush to the doctor who just  walked through the door

"I want to start of by saying (y/n) is stable and is going to okay" the doctor said with a smile causing both women to relax some

"We talked to her about what happens when she chooses to eat what she is allergic to, but I recommend talking to her again about what she can't eat once she has gotten some rest" the doctor said

"Chooses?" Sue asked confused

"She intentionally ate the strawberry. Then admistered her epipen before telling the coaches who called an ambulance" the doctor said

"Can we see her?" Megan asked looking anxious as she met Sue eyes who looked even more worried

"Of course, she is in room 203. A nurse will give you the medication she needs to take for the next week" the doctor said before leaving

"Our kid is ate something she was deadly allergic to. She is 8 years old! She should know what not to eat" Megan exclaimed with worry in her features, causing Sue to pull Megan into a hug.

"But she is okay now" sue whispered, rubbing her back and instantly some of the tension leaving  her girlfriend

"Now let's go see our daughter" sue said as they headed to the room their daughter was in

"(Y/n)" Megan said as soon as she saw you laying on the hospital bed with an IV in your arm, causing you to sit up with a guilty smile as she pulled you into a hug

"Hi mama" you said before turning to sue "hi mom"

"What where you thinking? This could have ended way worse" Sue said cupping your cheek gently

"I wanted to know what a real strawberry tasted like" you said innocently

"Your allergic to strawberries" Megan said

"I know mama, but everyone was saying they tasted good. I didn't think it would go this way"

"That you would end up in the hospital?" Megan asked causing you to nod

"What lessons did you learn from this?" Sue asked looking down at you as you took a second to think it over

"The fake flavor taste way better" you said looking looking at you moms causing them to shake their heads at you

"Love, you can't eat things your allergic to. Even if you want to know what they taste like" Megan said gently

"That too" you said "that epipen hurt" you mumbled causing Megan to chuckle and sue to smile as the both looked at with adoration as you looked down your leg as you rubbed it.

You yawned as you looked back up at you moms

"Layback down"sue said, which you listened as you let out another yawn

"Go to sleep" Megan said as she started to run her finger through you hair

Your eyes started to get heavy as you mom grabbed your hand and began to rub her thumb across it

"We will be here when you wake up" sue said

"And all your aunts" ash said entering the room causing you to smile, as she made her way to you and placed a comforting hand in you leg

"Now listen to your moms and go to sleep" she continued

That was enough for you to drift back to sleep, with your moms and aunt by your side

[preathperfect]

Imagines

Hey guys!

So I’ve set this up to write some USWNT imagines/short fics to get the hang of writing for them before possibly making some multichapter stuff.

I’m happy to write for pretty most any of the squad, most ships, most themes, (though if it’s triggering may take a bit longer as I like to make sure they do the topic justice), and I’m also happy writing original characters and reader inserts, though I’m not a huge fan of alternative universe writing.

I’ve reblogged a bunch of prompts as well so if anyone would like to go through my blog then feel free to request one of them just say who you want to be in the fic :)

So pleaaase send some requests in!

[4stars-uswnt]

Love Heals All Wounds (and Embraces Scars) [Binoe x Daughter!Reader]

requested by anon: Could you do something with binoe the first time they have to pick their teenage daughter up from school because she’s sick?

warnings: mention of surgery and scars

A/N: congrats to the Storm on winning the WNBA championship!! and SBird for her FOURTH **insert goat emoji**

“Megan!” Vlatko calls from across the field, waving the forward over to the sidelines.

Megan passes the ball back to Tobin, abandoning the drill and making her way over to her coach.

“What’s up, coach?”

“Sue’s been trying to reach you for the past ten minutes. Here, she called me.” He holds out his phone, which Megan takes and puts up to her ear.

“Sue? What’s wrong?”

“It’s (Y/N). The school called and said she wasn’t feeling good. They took her to the nurse’s office, but apparently she’s writhing in pain. I’m on my way to pick her up right now. Do you think you can get out of practice and meet us at home?” Sue explains, worry evident in her voice.

You had been adopted by Sue and Megan when you were 14 years old, after they found you living on the streets. You didn’t have the best childhood, bouncing around to different foster homes and group homes, eventually running away to fend for yourself, which is where your moms found you. Although you are now 16, your moms still see you as their baby, and therefore are very overprotective of you.  

“Oh my gosh. I’ll be right there.” Megan quickly hangs up the phone, handing it back to Vlatko. “Coach, I really need to go. It’s (Y/N). She’s really sick, and Sue’s going to pick her up from school.”

“Of course, go.” Vlatko nods, knowing how much you meant to the forward, having met you on many occasions.

Megan rushes back to the locker room, gathers her things, and runs to her car. Thank goodness camp was in Seattle. As she drives on the highway, breaking a few speed limits, her phone rings.

“Babe, I’m on my way to the school right now.”

“Change of plans.” Sue tells her girlfriend. “They had to take her to the hospital. They think it’s appendicitis.”

Megan feels her heart drop, and she clenches the steering wheel. “Okay. I’ll meet you at Virginia. I love you.”

“I love you, too. See you soon.” Sue responds, ending the call.

After winding through traffic and speeding through yellow lights, Megan finally arrives at the hospital. Running through the doors, she approaches the reception desk.

“Hi, excuse me. I’m looking for (Y/N) Bird-Rapinoe.”

The receptionist scans the computer and then glances up, an apologetic look written across her face. “I’m sorry, but she’s in surgery right now.”  

“Okay, can you at least tell me what room she’ll be in? Or where I can wait for her?” Megan anxiously taps her fingers on the counter.

“I’m sorry, ma’am. I don’t have that information.”

Megan could feel herself becoming impatient. “But——”

“Megan!” Sue calls from down the hall, spotting her girlfriend. The pink-haired woman speed walks towards where Sue is sitting.

“Sue, what’s happening? They wouldn’t tell me anything, except for that (Y/N)’s in surgery.” Megan nervously runs her hand through her hair, as she takes a seat next to the other woman.

“Her appendix is extremely swollen, so they’re removing it and getting rid of any possible infections.” Sue grabs Megan’s hand, squeezing it reassuringly.

“My poor baby.” Megan pouts, leaning her head on the basketball player’s shoulder.

Sue wraps her arm around her girlfriend. “She’s a strong one. She’s a Bird-Rapinoe after all.”

At that, Megan lets out a little chuckle, smirking. “That she is.”

—————

“Excuse me. Are you the parents of (Y/N) Bird-Rapinoe?” The surgeon approaches the two women in the waiting area.

“Yes, we are.” Sue confirms, while Megan nods her head.

“The operation went smoothly, and your daughter is going to be okay. She’s just got out of surgery, so she’s still asleep, but I can take you to her room, if you’d like.”

“Yes. Thank you.” Both Megan and Sue let out a sigh of relief and stand up to follow the doctor to your room.

He opens the door for your moms, allowing them to enter. “I’ll give you some time with her, and I’ll come back a little later once she’s awake to review the recovery process. She should be waking up soon.”

Megan and Sue thank the doctor and take their places on either side of your bed.

“She gave us a real scare, didn’t she?” Megan huffs.

“(Y/N)’s always keeping us on our toes, that’s for sure.” Sue chuckles.

You had always been independent, given your childhood, so adjusting to having parents was a little difficult for you. It took you some time to abide by their rules, learn to communicate with your moms, and eventually open up and be comfortable with them. Not only that, but naturally, you were an outgoing teenager, constantly trying to new things, which would often lead to a worried Megan and a nervous Sue. Your moms were still recovering from the time you did a Sam-Kerr-esque goal celebration, landing a successful backflip after you scored a hat trick.

“Moms?” You croaked, moving to sit up.

“Don’t try and sit up, (Y/N/N).” Sue gently guides you back onto your pillow.

“Here, kiddo, have some water.” Megan hands you a cup. You take a couple of gulps, soothing your sore throat.

“What happened?” You furrow your eyebrows. “The last thing I remember is being at school, and my stomach wasn’t feeling well, so they took me to the nurse’s office.”

Sue takes your hand in hers, soothingly rubbing circles on the back of your hand. “You had appendicitis, honey, so they had to remove it.”

“You mean I had to have surgery?” You cringe at the thought of another scar.

“Yeah, kiddo.” Megan gives you a sympathetic look, taking your other hand.

“Ugh.” You groan, throwing your head back into the pillow. “Just what I needed, another scar. They’re so ugly.” You mumble out the last part, squeezing your eyes shut, willing away your tears.

Sue caresses your cheek and wipes the tears that leaked down your face. “Honey, look at me.”

You sniffle and face your mom.

“(Y/N), your scars aren’t ugly. They are beautiful.” She whispers. You go to protest, but Sue gives you a stern look, one you’re all too familiar with. “They tell your story and show how strong you are. They remind you of how strong you are and all of the times that life tried to break you down but failed.”

By now, you and both of your moms are smiling with misty eyes.

“I guess so.” You mutter. “I love you, mom.”

“I love you too, sweetie.” Sue leans down to place a soft kiss to your forehead.

“Hey! What about me?” Megan teases.

“Of course.” You roll your eyes, a grin playing across your face. Your face softens, as you speak earnestly. “I love you.”

Megan gives you soft smile and leans down to give you a hug without hurting you. “I love you too.” She whispers in your ear.

A knock on the door interrupts the sentimental moment, and your doctor enters the room.

“I hope I’m not intruding, but seeing that you’re now awake, I thought I’d go over your procedure and your recovery process with you.”

“Sure.” You nod.

He explains the surgery he performed and the timeline and procedures of your recovery. He then looks to your moms, explaining what they should do about your bandages as well as the technicalities of insurance and all that boring stuff.

“Any questions?” He concludes.

“Yeah, how long do I have to stay here?” You ask.

“(Y/N)!” Sue exclaims.

“What?” You turn to your mom, confused.

“You literally just got out of surgery.” She exasperates, causing the doctor to chuckle.

“We’d like to keep you here overnight for observation, if that’s alright with you?”

“That’s perfect.” Megan confirms, as you grumble under your breath.

“Alright, some nurses will come change your bandages, and I’ll be back in a few hours to check up on you.” He says, as he heads to the door.

“Thank you, doctor.” Sue calls out after him.

“Why do I have to stay here?” You whine. “I feel fine.”

Megan raises her eyebrows at you, amused. “Really?”

You nod your head.

“Okay, then try sitting up.”

Determined to prove your moms wrong, you move to sit up, but immediately wince at the pain in your side. Laying back down, you let out a frustrated groan.

“Ha. That’s what I thought.” Megan boasts, as she pulls your blankets back on top of you.

You feel your eyes starting to get heavy, your medication kicking in once again.

“(Y/N/N), go to sleep.” Sue gently coaxes.

“But I wanna be with you guys.”

Your moms’ hearts melt at your words, and the two women share a smile.

“We’ll be here when you wake up.” Megan reassures.

“You promise?” You mumble drowsily, your eyes fully closed at this point.

“We promise. Now sleep, honey.” Sue squeezes your hand.

“Love you guys.” You whisper before completely falling asleep.

“We love you too, (Y/N).”

[uswnt-owns-this-homo]

Math? I Thought You Said Meth? (Krashlyn x Reader)

AN: I got a request of Krashlyn x Reader and this is my pretty lame attempt to get something out in these very dire, boring times. I hope you dig it! It has a bit of swearing and maybe a bit of like childhood trauma? family issues?

I walk down to the hotel lobby, feet dragging, shirt on inside out, skin pallid and dark circles very prominent. I’m still in my sleep shirt, no makeup, and my glasses, which almost never happens. My hair is an absolute mess, and Ashlyn ruffles it as I join her and Ali.

“Kid, you look like trash, no offense, very cute trash, but still,”

I groan and pull her towards the desk.

“Yeah, yeah, I know, I was up late,”

If by ‘up late’ I meant I haven’t slept in over 42 hours because I’ve been studying in every extra second I have, then yeah, I was up late. I turn to the receptionist, smiling lightly.

“So, I really really need to find the closest coffee shop. It can be a hole in the wall, it can have bad coffee, I just need something,”

The woman smiles at me and pulls out her phone.

“Okay, well, good news, there’s a Starbucks a little bit down the road to the right, walking distance,”

We thank her and grab Ali and Sonnett, who’s just made it downstairs.

“Dude, who’d you get in a fight with, I haven’t seen eye bags that dark since your bar fiasco with that one guy’s girlfriend!”

I chuckle.

“How was I supposed to know they came together?”

We make quick work of getting to the shop, talking and laughing along the way. We all walk in and I make a beeline for the counter, the rest of our small group taking a seat, having given me their orders. I order everyone else’s before taking a deep breath.

“Okay, I need to know, like legally, how much espresso you can put in a cup. Like, can you do a tiny bit of coffee, and the rest espresso?”

After discussing concerns and worries, which includes me telling the dude that I’ll pay whatever the price is, I’ve secured my 2 tablespoons coffee to the rest of the largest size cup espresso concoction. I walk back to the table, distributing the drinks to their respective owners.

“So, y/n, what’d you get, something you’d recommend?”

I cackle and shoot Ali finger guns.

“Absolutely not. This is a cup full of espresso shots with like a minuscule amount of coffee… it’s bitter and embodies my parents… would not recommend,”

She gasps and turns to Ash, gesturing towards me and groaning.

“No, no, no, remember last camp? We discussed, she’s your kid before 12, and it’s 11:49 so thats on you, babe. Also, y/n, really kid? Kind of impressed, kind of in awe, kind of worried,”

I just shrug, take the lid of my cup, and test the temperature. Seeing that it’s cool, or at least a little bit, I start to chug it, finishing half the cup before I start to listen to the other’s conversation. 

“So, y/n, how’s the math you were talking about yesterday going?”

I spit out my mouthful of drink on the table, lightly coughing.

“What?? I don’t do meth, man, look I know I’m kinda out of it today. I’ve been up for the past 2 days studying for my calculus exam I have next week, not doing drugs,”

Everyone looks at me as I burst into tears.

“Hey, hey, we were talking about math, not meth, we know you don’t do drugs, also we will be talking about the all nighter, but, I think we should finish our drinks, get ready for the beach day we have planned, and you can sleep there, just relax, sound good?”

I let out a sniffle and wrap my arms around my waist.

“Yeah, maybe I do need some sleep, sorry,”

I drag my hand over my face and pick up my cup, taking a sip. Ali wraps her arm around my shoulder and I lean my head on her shoulder, leaning my weight onto her and closing my eyes. I must doze off because I wake up to Ashlyn picking me up. I shake my head and rub my eyes.

“Ah, fuck, went and woke the kid up,”

I curl up further and lean my head into her body, quickly falling back asleep. I get woken up by Ali and Ash aggressively shushing the team, who are all gathered in my room.

“I told y’all to shhhhhh, and now she’s awake! Man, this is why we have to run so much, y’all don’t listen,”

  I tap Ash’s shoulder, giving her a hug as she sets me down.

“Well, looks like beach time is still on, so I’m going to change into beach wear, and then get another coffee, and then we can leave,”

They all nod and I get into my suitcase, grabbing my swim trunks and bikini top. I quickly change, grabbing my hair cream and going to find Ash.

“Moooom, I need help with the hair, and since Pinoe is going to pick up the caffeine, I need you,”

She quickly grabs some cream and creates a look that Pinoe, crowd favorite for her hair, will be proud of. I check it in the mirror quickly before turning to her and hugging her.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you,”

She chuckles and wraps an arm around me.

“Yeah, yeah, can’t have any kid of mine walking around with wack hair,”

I squeal and turn to Ali, giving her a huge hug as well.

“Wait, I love y’all, like a lot, thank you for helping me adjust and for dealing with me, okay, that’s all, thanks for coming to my TedTalk,”

Pinoe chooses that moment to walk in with the coffee. I prance up to her, kiss her cheek, and walk off to find Rose, Mal, and the rest of the youngins.

“Thanks boss! I expect a volleyball match partner later, yeah?”

She nods and I sprint towards Sonny, making sure to not spill my coffee.

“Y/N, no running babe! Knowing you, you’ll fall and scald yourself or something,”

I wave my hand at Ali and smirk. I catch up to Sonny and lean up against her.

“Man oh man, I’m going to snooze at the beach, mark my words,”

She looks at me and smiles.

“Well, at least you’ll actually get sleep.. Look, I know school is a lot, by itself, I can’t even imagine what it’s like while your playing on this team, but you have to take care of yourself man, cause I know Ash and Kriegs are this close to making you room with Carlos,”

My eyes widen as she puts her fingers almost together. I nod and bow.

“Yeah, I just really want to do well, you know? I mean, birth parents didn’t end up going to secondary schooling, the fosters were more focused on taking care of us in the care minimum than encouraging us kids, and I just want to be better,”

I start to tear up and Lindsey and Em both pull me into a hug.

“Okay, I know it doesn’t feel like it, but kid, you’re insane! I mean, I didn’t go to college, so you’re already passing me up. And, you’re trying for premed things, on top of playing for the national team? Anyone would love to be doing as well as you’re doing, and even if you’re parents aren’t proud, or aren’t around, we are, and we’re so fucking proud, and I’m defintely getting yelled at later for saying fuck in front of you,”

I laugh and give her a quick squeeze, wiping at my eyes and chuckling. I separate myself from them, and cup my hands around my mouth.

 “I’m definitely getting smoked for this, but I fucking love you all! You all treat me like a kid, and while that sometimes gets old, I’m so thankful that I have people in my life that care enough! Also, Mom and Mom, please don’t room me with Carlos! Carl, I love you, but you’re scary and I think you might kill me at any given moment, love you though,”

Everyone looks at me and I flash some dimples in hopes of not getting in trouble for swearing.

         “Okay, we’re going to let the fuck slide, but don’t get ideas, kid. Also, it’s very nice to know that Carlos is a valid threat, also, we love you too, just, stop chugging weird amounts of caffeine, please. And to conclude, you forgot to tie your swim trunks, I see that tattoo, who signed off? You’re 17, you need a signed consent form, kid…”

I grimace and run to the van, hoping they’ll cool off by the time we need to leave. 

 We’re all at the beach, Megan, Ali, and I all tanning while Kelly, Emily, Rose and Mal all play soccer tennis, Ash and Alex out surfing. 

 “You really thought they said meth, Y/N? Really? You’re like the best kid ever, why would you ever do meth?”

I grin and laugh and turn my face towards the sun, deciding to just enjoy my off day and to look forward to the future, together, with my team.

[unloveable-unreachable]

You’re the One My Heart Wants- Chapter 13

Word Count: 8,378

Warnings: Swearing

Author: Me

A/N: After a long, longggg wait... the next chapter to this story is finally here. Like I said guys, I’m really sorry that it’s taken so long for this chapter to be posted. I’m trying to get back in the groove of writing this story for y’all. I hope it doesn’t disappoint. 

Y/N POV

“OOSA on three!” JJ yelled over the thundering crowd as we all huddled together with our hands meeting in the center, “One, two, three!” “OOSA, OOSA, OOSA AH!” we all yelled together before the starters ran to their positions. Once I got to my spot, I stood there looking at the massive crowd in the stadium and finally let the nerves set in. “Hey, kid,” I hear Pinoe say as she walked up to me, “Don’t be nervous. We’ve got this. Just play your game and they’ll never know what hit them.” She gave me a smile and a wink as she pats my shoulder. “Thanks, Pinoe,” I say with a smile and a nod before she jogged over to her position on the opposite side of the pitch. I notice Lindsey looking around the stadium and at all of us as Thailand got into their positions. She saw me looking at her with a smirk, which caused her to give me a big grin. We did our little air-handshake, just like she and Sonny do except ours is a little different, before she turned to get ready. After what felt like forever, the whistle finally blew and the match started with the roar of the crowd and the disappearance of my nerves.

The first few minutes of play seems to drag on with a couple of scoring attempts made by Sammy and myself, but no goals yet. It’s the 5th minute when we actually see our chance. Kelley sends in a cross towards the box where Lindsey, Sammy, and Alex are. I watch from outside the box as the ball soars towards Lindsey, who nods it down and forward to Alex. Alex volleys the ball into the back of the net, causing the crowd to go absolutely crazy. I start running towards Alex and Lindsey celebrating in the box, then out of the corner of my eye I see the offsides flag being raised. Fucking hell. “It’s alright,” I say as I reach Alex after she realizes that she was caught offsides, “You’ll get another one. I just know it.” She gave me a soft smile as I patted her back while we jogged back to our positions. After a few more minutes of play, I have the ball on the right side of the pitch when I see Alex and Pinoe open in the box. As great as that chance would’ve been, I fucked up the cross and sent it over the crossbar. “It’s okay,” I hear JJ say from behind me as I got back in my position causing me to turn around to face her, “Just relax, we’ve got this. Don’t force anything.” I nod my head towards her and give her a thumbs-up before mouthing, “Thanks, JJ.” It’s the 12th minute before we see hope for another chance to score. Pinoe has the ball while Alex and I are trying to get open in the box. Pinoe weighs her options as she sees Kelley move towards the outside of the box. She passes it to Kelley, while Alex and I adjust our positions in the box as Kelley moves down the right side of the pitch. Kelley moves more and more towards the end line before finally chipping a cross towards the goal. It’s more in Alex’s range so I stop and watch her send a beautiful header into the back of the net.

“And there you have it, ladies and gentlemen! The first goal of the match goes to the USA after that beautiful cross O’Hara sent into the box towards Morgan. A beautiful header for the first goal for the USA! The USA leads 1-0 in the 12th minute of play!”

Holy fucking shit. Did that really just happen? I’m like in shock right now, it’s been so long since we’ve gotten to witness a Kellex goal. And yes, the whole team knows about all of the ships on Twitter and Tumblr of our team. Anyways, back to the match. I start running towards Kelley and Alex while the whole stadium shakes with excitement. When I reach them, along with the rest of my teammates, I’m stuck in the middle of a huge group hug while I held on to my best friend and my girlfriend. “HOLY SHIT!!” Kelley yells as she starts jumping up and down with the whole group, “I love your head, Janice!!” Alex laughed as Kelley kissed her forehead. I slung my arms around them as we walked back to our positions. “I’m so glad I got to finally witness a Kellex goal again,” I say with a smirk as Kelley and Alex groaned, “All jokes aside, I’m proud of you two. Let’s kick some ass.” Kelley cheered loudly in response as she ran to her spot, while Alex hung back with me for a few more minutes. “Next goal is yours,” Alex said as she patted my back with a smirk and a wink before she jogged to her position. I shook my head at her before giving her a bright smile as I turned my attention back to the match. After maybe three more minutes of play, Kelley gets an extremely clean tackle that makes our whole bench jump to their feet in excitement. She’s still got it, I think to myself. My best friend looked completely in her element, it’s been a while since I’ve seen her on her game this much. I missed this Kelley, a complete badass. Sammy had the ball during the 18th minute and saw an opening on goal, but managed to shoot it just to the left of the post. “Fuck,” I hear her say as she ran her hand over her face while she walked back to her position. “Sammy,” I say loud enough for her to look up at me with frustration clear on her face, “It’s okay. You’ll get a goal, just don’t overthink it or force anything. Tone down the ‘Tower of Power’ just a little.” She smiles at me with a laugh before getting back into position. 

In the 20th minute, Kelley has the ball on our side of the pitch for a few moments before sending a long ball towards Alex. Alex moves the ball up the left side of the pitch, while I watch Rose move through defenders in the middle of the pitch towards the box. I move up the right side and try to gain the attention of as many defenders as I can, in hopes that I can help Rose get open. Alex notices what I’ve managed to make happen as she passes the ball forward to Rose, who sends a low ball towards the left of the goalkeeper into the net.

“And they’ve done it again! With that precise pass from Morgan to Lavelle in Thailand territory, the ball sneaks under the goalkeeper to extend the lead for the USA to 2-0 in the 20th minute!”

I don't know what it is, but there's something about this match. The energy coming off of the team and coming from the crowd is indescribable. We came here to make a statement and honestly, I feel like there’s more to come. It would be amazing if we managed to pull off an unbelievable match, one that would stick in everyone’s minds forever. Anyways… After I watched Rose score from the right side of the pitch I ran over with Lindsey and hugged Rose, Alex, and Pinoe for a quick moment before we got back to business. During the 22nd minute, Crystal managed to get down the pitch just outside of Thailand’s goal to send a cross in for Sammy. I watched as Sammy moved on goal to head the ball into the back of the net, but the goalkeeper deflected it right to Alex’s feet. I held my breath, knowing I was about to see her get a brace in the first match of the tournament. But, instead, she somehow managed to send the ball over the crossbar. I couldn’t help but give her a little smirk as she turned around to get ready for the goal kick. She looked a little irritated, but it seems like my smirk pulled her out of that since she was smiling at me now. Not too long after Alex’s attempt, Sammy has the ball inside the box just to the left of the goal. When she looked like she managed to get an opening on goal, she’s pulled to the ground by the Thailand defender. The ref didn’t call anything dirty on the play, which just pissed me off. “Are you fucking kidding?!” I yelled as I walked towards the ref after checking on Sammy, “Are you blind? She was pulled down, that’s a penalty!” I’m pulled back by someone before I could get anywhere near the ref, as I tried to continue yelling. “Y/N,” I finally hear the person who’s pulling me away say, “Calm down. Don’t lose your head.” I turned around to see who was pulling me away— Kelley and Alex. Not too surprising, I know. “But, she just watched her pull Samm—” “We know,” Kelley says while interrupting me, “It was a shit call, but we don’t need you getting carded over this.” “Kelley’s right, baby,” Alex whispers to me while putting her hand on my shoulder, “The team just got you back out on the pitch, and we need you out here to help us pull out a win. So, please calm down before Jill subs you out.” She’s right. Actually, they’re both right. I can’t let things get to me so easily. After a moment, I let out a long sigh and nodded my head towards both of them, “I’m fine, it’s fine. Let’s just get back to the match.” 

We managed to get the ball back pretty quickly after the bullshit with Sammy happened, and a failed scoring attempt made by Thailand that went right into the hands of Uncle in the 28th minute. Crystal sent a long ball to me near the top of the box, where I weighed my options. I can see Pinoe and Alex moving on goal, but then again I can see an opening for me to get a shot in. While I try out a little fancy footwork, managing to almost slip past the Thailand player, I’m practically shoved to the ground right outside the box. I had the wind knocked out of me and it caused me to groan loudly, “Jesus…Fucking...Christ...” While I moved to get up, I could hear someone yelling at the ref. No surprise who it is either. “Kelley,” I say as I moved in between her and the ref, pushing her back, “Back up. It’s fine. We don’t need the master of yellow cards getting carded today.” She gave me a mischievous grin before glaring at the ref again. “Fucking bitch,” she whispered, “Missing all of these calls all match. You were in the box, it should be a penalty.” After a moment of me trying to get her to calm down, I managed to talk her down before going to set up for the free-kick. Looking at how everyone was setting up in the box, I knew that my next choice probably wasn’t the most conventional but it would catch Thailand’s team off guard. As the whistle’s blown, I approach the ball with no intention of sending it in the air. I sent a low ball right under the line of Thailand players towards Sammy in the box. The ball somehow bounces off of Sammy’s legs right to the feet of Lindsey. Lindsey shoots the ball into the top of the net and the stadium erupts with excitement.

“And with that surprising low free-kick sent in by Y/L/N, it goes off Mewis to the feet of Horan. Horan sent the ball into the back of the net with extreme power! That goal gives the USA a 3-0 lead in the 32nd minute of play! Horan just scored her first World Cup goal! What a match, ladies and gentlemen!”

I yelled with extreme excitement as I ran towards Lindsey and the rest of my teammates in a group hug. When Lindsey was finally able to get out of the arms of our teammates, she saw me beaming at her with pride a few feet away. She gave me a goofy-ass Lindsey Horan smile as she ran and jumped into my arms. “Look at my best friend,” I said as she laughed with me, “Scoring in a World Cup tournament for the first time. I’m so fucking proud of you!!” After I let her down, she gave me another hug while saying, “Thanks, Y/N. It means a lot coming from you. Also, thanks for always being there to catch me.” She was laughing after saying that last part as we walked back to our positions. I was laughing too because only Sammy and I will catch her when she’s jumping into our arms. “Anytime, Linds,” I say as I pat her back with a smile, “Let’s finish this.” She gave me a thumbs-up and a wink before jogging to her spot. I glanced over at our bench before play started back up again and I saw Sonny grinning from ear to ear, looking and pointing at Lindsey and I. Probably overly praising us, per usual. In the 38th minute, Alex had another chance to score again. Crystal passed her the ball and Alex does a small move that managed to get the defender that was covering her to overrun her just enough to give her the space she needed. But, that moment is short-lived whenever Alex shoots on goal just for it to be blocked by a defender. Even from where I was standing, I could hear Alex groan with frustration. Throughout the rest of the half, we had a few chances to score again but mostly the ball either didn’t get to where we needed it to be or the goalkeeper managed to get her hands on the ball. Just before the whistle is blown for halftime, Pinoe is pushed down and slides into a Thailand player. I rolled my eyes thinking that the ref was just going to let that one go too but to everyone’s surprise, she actually calls the foul. I walked over and helped Pinoe up just as the whistle was blown for halftime. “Fucking hell,” she mumbled loud enough for me to hear, causing me to laugh loudly, while we jogged towards the locker room.

“You’re doing really great, kiddo,” Ash says to me after Jill walked out of the room, “Really kicking some ass out there.” I nod my head towards her while saying, “Thanks, mom. I just really want a goal…” “You’ll get one,” Christen said as she walked up to us with Tobin, “I know you will.” “You’ll do some of your fancy footwork and score,” Tobin says with a shrug, “It’s inevitable.” I laughed at the sight of Tobin and said, “Oh, yeah? Coming from the Queen of Fancy Footwork, it must be true.” Tobin cracked one of her bright smiles while Christen laughed along with me. “Christen’s right though, Y/N,” I hear Ali say from the other side of Ash a moment later, “You always manage to pull out a goal whenever you really want one. ” I gave her a soft smile and glanced around the room while the four of them continued talking about the match. I was looking for Alex. Just as we were about to head back out to the pitch, her ocean eyes caught mine. She was giving me a soft smile after she left Allie and Kelley to come talk to me. “Hmmm,” I say as we walked towards the door of the locker room, “I thought you said the next goal was mine? Looks like you were wrong, for once.” She rolled her eyes and hit my shoulder before stopping us in the tunnel. “Okay, maybe I was a little off,” she said with a laugh, “But, I do think that you’ll score at least once in this match. I can just feel it.” I gave her a small grin before placing my hands on her shoulders. “Mhm...whatever you say, Alex,” I say with a small laugh before looking around us to make sure we were alone, “By the way, you’re doing fucking amazing. I’m ready to see you score another goal, babe.” That caused her to blush slightly and smile up at me. I glance around us one more time before leaning down and kissing her softly on the forehead. “Let’s go,” she said with a bright smile as she grabbed my wrist to pull me along with her towards the pitch.

The first few minutes of play in the second half consisted of mostly blocked shots and crosses that weren’t producing goals like we needed them to do. A little annoying and frustrating, to say the least. During the 50th minute, Pinoe has the ball in the middle of Thailand’s territory. I was watching her from the top of the box while she moved towards the left side of the pitch. I moved along with her just as she looked up to see me moving into an open area. She sent me a quick pass in the box, I turned with the ball and moved slightly to the left just before shooting my shot on goal. 

“And they’ve done it yet again, ladies and gentlemen! Rapinoe sent Y/N a pass in the box, where she turned and shot on goal. The ball is slightly deflected by a Thailand defender, causing the goalkeeper to make an error. Y/N scores the 4th goal for the USA, making the score now 4-0!”

For a moment, I just stand there in shock. Staring at the goal, the roar of the crowd is muted for just a few seconds before I’m pulled back into reality. “HOLY SHIT!” I yell as I run towards our bench with my teammates following close behind. When I get to the bench, there are only two people I’m thinking of celebrating this moment with-- my moms. Ash was jumping up and down yelling at the top of her lungs as Ali ran towards me with her arms open to catch me. “YOU DID IT!!” Ali yells as she spins me around, causing me to laugh loudly. Ash joins our hug with a giant smile plastered on her face just before the rest of the team joins in on a huge group hug. When I managed to break free from the hug, I’m pulled into one more that just included my best friends. “My best friends are goal-scoring badasses,” Sonny says with one of her goofy smiles as Lindsey and I make our way back towards the pitch. I looked around for my girlfriend quickly before we had to get back to the match. She was standing a little off to the side with Kelley, giving me one of her gorgeous smiles. Breathtaking, I swear. “I told you that you were gonna get a goal,” she says to me whenever I walk up to her and Kelley, which only causes me to shake my head at her with a sly grin. “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I respond while rolling my eyes, “You were right. Don’t rub it in, Al.” That caused her, Kelley, and I to laugh while Alex pulled us both in for a quick hug. “Don’t squish me, lovebirds,” Kelley whines quietly, “We’ve still got a match to finish.” When the three of us broke away from our hug, Kelley was giggling like she always does whenever she got her way. Alex and I exchanged a glance, rolling our eyes at our idiot best friend with a laugh. We all made our way back to our positions quickly, just before Thailand put the ball in play again. 

After three minutes of play, we are given a free-kick after a foul is called. Normally, Pinoe takes the free kicks whenever Christen isn’t in. That’s what we’re all expecting at least but instead, Jill points at me to take it. Weird. I guess the free-kick I had in the first half made a good impression? After giving Jill a confused look, I walked over and set up for the free-kick. I, once again, look at how everyone was set up and made a quick decision. Lindsey looked like she was in the perfect position to score again, so that’s what I was going with. As the whistle blows, I send the ball in the air towards Lindsey in the box. She gets her head on it and sends it just outside the goal, where Alex volleys it with her right foot into the back of the net.

“This is unbelievable! After the lofty free-kick was sent in by Y/N, Horan gets her head on it in hopes for a header. She falls just short, but Morgan manages to volley the ball in for another USA goal! Alex Morgan has a brace in the USA’s first match of the World Cup tournament! The USA now leads 5-0 in the 53rd minute of play!”

That...was...fucking...beautiful. Like, I’m just in constant shock throughout this whole match. I ran towards my teammates who were hugging my girlfriend, with the biggest smile on my face. After a moment, Alex and I were walking back towards the middle of the pitch. “I told you,” I said with a grin, as she gave me a questioning look, “I told you that you were going to score again. And that was a fucking beautiful goal, Alex.” Her look changed from questioning to a bright smile, almost childlike. “Hmm, I guess you were right for once,” she answers, causing me to give her a fake shocked expression, “This match is crazy. Like, unbelievable is an understatement.” I nod my head before saying, “And it’s not even close to being over yet. Score another one, I dare you.” I was giving her a daring look as she continued walking away from me to her position. She shook her head with a grin and a thumbs-up, “You’re on.” I laughed at her just as I was turning my attention back to the ball. Thailand’s possession is extremely short-lived as Crystal gets the ball back. Crystal moves down the left side of the pitch and sends the ball to Rose. Rose turns and attempts to score, but it’s deflected. To our luck, it’s deflected towards Sammy who sends the ball into the right side of the net.

“Unbelievable, ladies and gentlemen!! The USA took no time at all to get the ball back and score again. Mewis has scored the 6th goal for the USA, making the score 6-0 in the 54th minute!”

I’m gonna lose my voice by the end of this match, I swear. As I watched Sammy score, I yelled at the top of my lungs while sprinting towards my best friend. Lindsey and I get to her at the same time and pull her into a hug while congratulating her on her goal. “Is this really happening right now?!” Sammy says excitedly after we let her go. We both laugh at her and nod our heads while patting her on the back. The stadium hasn’t stopped cheering for what feels like forever. The crowd is literally making the stadium shake with excitement and chants. Fucking music to my ears, I tell you. Two minutes later, Crystal has the ball again and is moving down the left side of the pitch. Sammy was moving along the outside of the box, adjusting herself to where Crystal was. Alex and I were trying to make some space for one of us to be open in the box. As Sammy moved back towards the top of the box, Alex and I were both open in the box. Crystal passes the ball to Sammy, who turns around to see us both open. She sends the ball to the middle of the box, just out of Alex’s reach but definitely in mine. When I get my foot on the ball, it takes me less than a second to send a low shot into the center of the goal.

“Another brace for the USA! Y/N has just scored a brace in the 56th minute after Mewis sent her a pass in the middle of the box! The USA now leads 7-0! This match just keeps getting better and better for the reigning champions!”

Oh my fuck. A fucking brace in the World Cup. Jesus fucking Christ! This time, I didn’t stare at the goal. I didn’t drown out the noise coming from the crowd. I immediately turned around to see my girlfriend’s smiling face as she ran towards me. Just as she got to me, I jumped into her arms and nuzzled my face into the crook of her neck. “Oh my god,” is all I can say while she held me for a moment, laughing at what I said, “This is fucking amazing.” After she sets me down, we’re both pulled into another group hug with a few of our teammates. When the group hug is over, Alex hugs me one last time while whispering in my ear, “I’m so fucking proud of you, baby.” That causes me to blush a little and smile brightly at her. “Thank you, babe,” I say back with my hand covering my mouth from the cameras, causing her to wink at me before we both headed back to the middle of the pitch. As I was making my way back, I saw my number go up. I had a goofy grin on my face whenever I saw who was coming in for me-- Christen. About fucking time. I give her a quick hug and say, “Give ’em hell,” just before she took the field. Rose was also subbed off at the same time as me, to let Carli get some playing time. While I made my way to the bench, I’m stopped by Jill who gives me a hug and says something encouraging. Kinda weird but it’s Jill. When I reached the bench, Ash jumped up and gave me one of her bear hugs. “I’m soooooo proud of you, Y/N,” she says with pure joy in her tone, “A brace. Are you fucking kidding me?!” I laughed at her as I thanked her before taking the seat next to Ali to watch the rest of the half.

The next ten minutes or so of play is mostly just missed shots and missed passing opportunities. Christen had a few here and there, Carli had a lot if I’m being honest here. In the 62nd minute, we get a corner kick that is sent in towards JJ. JJ acts a little too quickly and ends up sending the ball wide and to the right. She just laughs loudly towards Jill as she went back to her position, typical JJ. Mal subbed in during the 67th minute for her and has been trying to make something happen since she stepped on the pitch. During the 72nd minute, Kelley is knocked to the ground by a Thailand player. That causes me to jump up from my seat in an angry rage. “You’ve got to be kidding me right now,” I say through gritted teeth. I’m not the only one who’s pissed off, our whole bench is up and yelling at the ref to card the player. Which, she thankfully does shortly afterwards. “You okay, Smalls?” I yell loud enough for Kelley to hear. She turned towards the bench and gave me a thumbs-up and a grin before turning back to watch the free-kick. After nothing comes from the free-kick, it’s two minutes later when we get the ball back in Thailand’s territory. I watch as Sammy moves from midfield with the ball at her feet and she quickly passes the ball to Christen at the top of the box. Christen watches as Alex and Carli run in a crisscross pattern to get open before passing it to Alex at the right side of the box. We all watched as Alex faked out her defender, causing them to go left, and sent a quick shot across the goal to the far left side of the net.

“Alex Morgan has a hat-trick! After a pass from Press at the top of the box, Morgan sent the ball to the left side of the goal! The USA extends its lead even more to 8-0 in the 74th minute!”

Our whole bench started going insane as we all watched our teammates hug Alex. I was just smiling at her, extremely proud of her in this moment. She looked over at our bench with a gigantic smile plastered on her face. Adorable, like I can’t even explain it fully. The minutes drag on after that goal. The minutes are filled with failed attempts of scoring made by Carli, and multiple stops made by Kelley and Crystal. It’s during the 79th minute whenever we see another chance at scoring. Christen passes the ball to Mal, who plays an early cross towards the goal. We all watch as the ball goes out of Alex’s reach, but manages to find Pinoe. She sends a low, powerful ball into the center of the net. 

“And Megan Rapinoe joins the scoring party the USA is throwing! After a cross sent in from Pugh manages to find Rapinoe in the box, she sends a powerful ball into the center of the goal. The USA’s commanding lead has grown to 9-0 in the 79th minute!”

After we saw the ball hit the back of the net, we all moved towards the sideline while we cheered for Pinoe. She was running towards our bench just before sliding on her knees just before she begins mimicking the way Ash stretches her legs as a celebration. This only makes the bench erupt with laughter, especially from Ash. After we all celebrated with her, she went back to her position on the field. “This match is fucking insane,” Ash says with wide eyes, “Like holy fuck!” Ali started laughing at her as she continued talking about how insane this match was. I agree with her. Like I said before, I felt like this match was going to be amazing but I never thought it would be this fucking amazing. Like, it’s mind-blowing watching the match go on and on with us scoring more and more. This is a match we will never forget and it’s still not over...Jesus fucking Christ. In the 81st minute, Crystal has the ball at midfield for a moment before passing the ball to Pinoe. Pinoe moves the ball into the box before stumbling a little. The Thailand defenders move to stop her, which is a mistake because that just leaves Alex wide open in the box. Pinoe sees this and she passes the ball to Alex. Alex quickly reacts by sending the ball into the left side of the net, catching the goalkeeper off guard. 

“This is Alex Morgan’s game today! After receiving a pass from Rapinoe at the top of the box Morgan sent in a ball into the left side of the goal. This makes it her 4th goal and the USA’s lead 10-0 in the 81st minute of play! What an amazing match for the whole USA team!”

“Oh...my...god…” is all I can say as I watch Alex count the number of goals she’s scored on her hand while she ran towards the bench. “Aren’t we lucky?” Sonny says with a sly grin as she wiggles her eyebrows at me, “You and your girlfriend are pretty impressive.” I look at her with a small glare as I say, “Thank you, Sonny. But, for fuck’s sake, keep your voice down.” She held her hands up in defense while she laughed at me, which only caused me to laugh with her. Alex hugged everyone quickly before getting to me. She gave me a goofy smile before giving me a quick hug and saying, “See, I told you I’d score another one.” I rolled my eyes at her before saying, “I dared you to score one not two, you goof. I’m so proud of you right now, Alex.” She smiled softly at me before heading back to midfield. “Like I said,” Sonny says a moment later while putting her arm on my shoulder, “You’re lucky. Which I’m sure you already know.” She was giving me a knowing look as she, once again, started wiggling her eyebrows at me. “First off,” I respond, “I do know that, but not in the way you’re suggesting. Mind your own business, Sonny.” She was laughing at this point, probably because she thinks I’m lying to her when I’m really not. Oh well, let her think what she wants.

Three minutes later we have the ball again near midfield in Thailand’s territory. Christen is sent the ball, where she heads it towards Alex. Alex turns with the ball and passes it into the box whenever she sees Mal open. Mal dribbles the ball through the box and around the goalkeeper, who came out way too early to even try to stop her, and scores in the open net.

“Welcome to the World Cup scoring party, Mallory Pugh! Pugh manages to dribble past the goalkeeper after Morgan sent her a pass in the box, to score her first World Cup goal! This commanding lead that the USA has made is only growing more as the score becomes 11-0 in the 84th minute!”

The stadium is absolutely electric right now, it’s unreal. Our celebrations on the bench haven’t stopped since I got subbed out. It’s wild, to say the very least. We watched as Mal was surrounded by our teammates, congratulating her on her first World Cup goal. She looked so happy, it’s heartwarming to know that she’s only just starting out in her career. She’s going to go so far. It’s really great to know that the team is going to be in good hands after the veterans retire and the players like me hang up our jerseys one last time. I’m being way too sentimental right now, let me stop and get back to the match. After a few minutes of back and forth play, Crystal has the ball just past midfield. She sees that Alex is open and chips her a pass. Alex sees a defender coming up to challenge her, so she pops the ball up and over said defender. As she comes around the defender, she stretches her leg out to get a touch on the ball. She gains control of the ball and sends a strong, driving ball into the upper left-hand corner of the goal.

“Alex Morgan has really put on a show for us today! Dunn sent her a pass and she worked a little magic to get past a defender just before sending a powerful ball into the net! Morgan has 5 goals tonight, tying the record for most goals scored in a single World Cup match by one player! The USA now leads 12-0 in the 87th minute!”

Five fucking goals. Wow. What a fucking beast. Alex ran towards the bench after she scored and celebrated with each and every one of us. When she got to me she was smiling from ear to ear. When she pulled me in for a hug she whispered, “That one was for you, baby.” My cheeks immediately turn bright red, which only makes her laugh whenever she pulls away. “You are so fucking attractive right now,” I say quickly and quietly, causing her to laugh more, “Like it’s unreal, babe. I’m so unbelievably proud of you right now.” She gave me a bright smile and a quick wink before Jill made her run back to her spot. “Holy fuck,” I say loud enough for Ali to hear, “Wow, I love her.” Ali started giggling before saying, “Tone it down a little, kiddo. People can hear you...unless you want your secret out in the news.” I looked at her and probably had fear in my eyes because she started giggling more before pulling me in for a hug. “I’m just messing with you,” she says, “Well, at least a little bit.” “Thanks, mom,” I say with a small groan and smile. She laughed even more as we stood there watching the end of the match. After the ref said that there would be extra time added, we all just hope that we can hold Thailand off long enough to keep the score as it is. That worry is short-lived though. After we managed to get the ball in Thailand’s territory one more time, Alex had the ball at the top of the box. She passed the ball to Carli, who took it into the heart of the box. The defenders started moving in on her while she manages to freeze up the goalkeeper long enough to send the ball right past her into the net.

“Carli Lloyd adds to the USA lead in added time! She froze up the goalkeeper and slipped the ball right past her into the back of the net! 13 goals for the USA, unbelievable!”

Thirteen fucking goals. Can you fucking believe it?! Because I’m still trying to process that. Like this match has been a fucking ride. This was the best outcome we could’ve ever asked for. When the final whistle is blown, our whole bench runs out onto the field and hugs our teammates tightly as we cheer loudly. During the hugging and cheering, we also went and talked to the Thailand players. Giving them encouragement and hugging them while telling them to keep their heads up. After I talked to a few of Thailand’s players, my idiot best friends called me over. “Y/N!” Sonny says with one of her giant smiles as I got closer to them, “We fucking did it!” I was laughing at her as she jumped on my back, hugging my neck tightly. Sammy and Lindsey looked around the stadium in awe. “Hey,” I say trying to gain their attention, “Are you two alright? You don’t look like you just won a match in the World Cup.” I set Sonny down while Sammy and Lindsey looked over at me. “It’s just overwhelming,” Lindsey says while rubbing the back of her neck, “Like a good overwhelming.” “Yeah, what she said,” Sammy says after Lindsey finished. I smiled at my best friends before giving them both a hug. “We’re being sappy, aren’t we?” I say to them, causing them to laugh, “Come on we have to get to the locker room before Carli gets on our asses.” That causes all three of them to bolt towards the tunnel while I laugh at them loudly while making my way to the tunnel, at a slower pace. A threat involving Carli always works.

After getting stopped and asked a couple of questions about the match, I finally made it into the locker room. I still haven’t seen Alex since the match ended, probably because she ended up getting Player of The Match. She scored five goals, there’s no way she wouldn’t have gotten that. A no brainer for sure. But, I wanted to celebrate with her. I guess I can wait a little longer. While I waited for her to come in I got changed out of my cleats, socks, and kit into my training shorts and jacket so I could go out with some of the team to sign autographs and talk to my family. “You coming, kiddo?” I hear Ash ask from the doorway with Ali standing next to her a few moments later, “You don’t want to keep Ol’ Debbers and Kyle waiting.” Ali was laughing at what Ash said as she hit her shoulder, “Yeah come on, Y/N. We don’t need mom searching the whole stadium for us.” I rolled my eyes and shook my head with a smile as I got up from my seat. “Yeah, moms,” I answer, “I’m coming, I’m coming.” I’ll just find Alex later, no big deal. As I walked down the tunnel with my moms, Ash slung her arm around my shoulders and said, “You know, I’m really proud of you, Y/N. You seriously kicked some ass today. Didn’t she, Ali?” Ali hummed in response before looking over at me with a bright smile, “You really did, kiddo. We’ve still got a long way to go, but I think we’re in good hands if Jill keeps playing you as much as she has.” I was smiling at both of them while trying to fight back tears. They’ve always been there for me, and they always will be. My moms are probably one of the best things that could’ve ever happened to me. Like I said, I’ll never be able to thank them enough for everything they do for me. “Thanks, moms,” I say as I wrap my arms around both of their waists, causing them to hug me back, “That means a lot to hear that from both of you. I love you both so much.” “We love you too, Y/N,” Ali says while Ash hums in agreement as she kissed the top of my head, “And we always will.” We continued walking out of the tunnel, their arms still around me and mine around them, as we heard the crowd cheer for our team with signs and jerseys filling the lower sections of the stadium.

Alex POV

After doing the post-match interview and getting the Player of the Match, I didn’t really have time to go back to the locker room to change or talk to any of my teammates. Especially my girlfriend. I didn’t see her out on the pitch after the match ended, mostly because I was pulled into interviews almost immediately after talking to a few of Thailand’s players and probably because she and her friends were off acting like children somewhere over our win. I wanted to find her and celebrate with her, since she did so great and because this match was fucking amazing. I wandered around the stadium, signing a few autographs and taking pictures with our fans, for a few minutes while I waited for her to show up. After taking one last picture, that’s when I finally see her. She was with Ali and Ash, signing jerseys and taking pictures. I’m a good distance from them, but I can still hear the echo of fans yelling for a ‘Krashlyn family picture’. I could hear Ash and Y/N beg Ali to take another one over and over as I walked in their direction. Ali would fake groan every time but she always managed to crack a smile before hugging the two of them. While I watched them pose and beg a few more times, all I could do was smile at how happy my girlfriend looked with her moms. When I get closer to them, Y/N notices me and I’m welcomed by one of her bright smiles. “Hey, there you are,” she says while giving me a quick hug, “I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” I gave her a soft smile before hugging Ash and Ali. “Do you mind if I steal her away?” I ask them quietly, “My family has been bugging me about seeing her again.” Ash laughed while she nudged my girlfriend’s shoulder as Ali said, “Yeah, that’s okay with us. Don’t keep her too long though. Mom and Kyle will give us hell if they don’t see her before we head out to dinner.” I laugh while assuring her that she wouldn’t be gone long as Y/N followed me in the direction of my family.

“Y/N!” my mom yells as we reached the section they were waiting in, causing my girlfriend to smile bigger than I’ve seen in a while. “Hi, Mrs. Morgan,” she said as she gave my mom a hug, “It’s nice to see you guys again.” “None of that ‘Mrs. Morgan’ talk,” I hear my mom say with a laugh, “Anyone who makes my daughter smile as much as you do calls me Pamela.” I rolled my eyes with an embarrassed smile, as my family laughed. My mother, ladies and gentlemen. You gotta love her. After we all laughed for a few more moments, Jeni and Jeri came down to the railing. “You two did really great today,” Jeri said with a soft smile, “This is hands down one of my favorite matches I’ve ever seen. You two work really well together.” “I sure hope so,” I answer with a laugh, “Otherwise, that would be a deal-breaker.” That caused Y/N to give me a shocked look before saying, “Hey now. We’ve always played well together, you just never gave me the time of day till now.” She was grinning at me while my sisters let out a collective ‘ooooo’. I hit her arm while saying, “Okay, okay. Let’s not bring up the past. I barely knew anything about you till Kelley got us to actually hangout, for once, outside of the pitch. I definitely give you the time of day now, you goof.” Y/N was slightly blushing as she smiled at me. “Oh, yes,” my mom said a moment later, breaking me out of the trance caused by Y/N’s eyes, “That reminds me. I need to thank Kelley for getting you two together the next time I see her.” Oh god. I rolled my eyes at my mom while Y/N laughed as I said, “Yeah, okay. You do that, mom.” After my family laughed at my reaction to the ridiculousness coming from my mom, Y/N looked over at Jeni. “By the way, Jeni,” she said, “Where’s my favorite girl?” Jeni laughed as she looked over at her husband, who handed her Liv. “Here she is,” Jeni said as she handed Liv to Y/N, “She’s been waiting to see you all day.” I watched as Liv hugged on Y/N, making my heart melt on the spot. “Sorry, Al,” Y/N said with a sly grin, “You’re second when it comes to Liv. I mean, look at her. She’s adorable, and I’m her favorite soccer player. So fair is fair.” She was laughing after she finished which only caused Liv to laugh as well. She is adorable, so I can’t be too mad about being second to her. “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” I say as I fake rolled my eyes while I kissed the top of Liv’s head, “I guess I’m okay with being second best. You’re also not just her favorite soccer player, you know?” That gained an ‘aww’ from my mom and sisters while Y/N gave me a soft smile. “Is it okay if I walk around the pitch with her for a few minutes, Jeni?” Y/N asked while rocking Liv back and forth in her arms. Jeni told her it was okay with her and Y/N gave her a quick thank you and reassured that they wouldn’t be gone for too long before she and Liv headed towards the middle of the pitch.

While we watched Y/N play with Liv on the pitch, I couldn’t help but think about the future I could have with her. I imagine us having our own family together sometime soon in the future, after we both put away our cleats for the last time. She’s so great with Liv and that only makes me think about how she would be with her own kids, our kids. This is hopeful thinking because I didn’t know if she wanted all of that with me. I think she does, but we’re still in the early stages of our relationship so it would be a little too much too soon to be talking about this kind of stuff. But it doesn’t hurt to think about it to myself. “Alex,” I hear Jeri say from behind me, “What’s got you thinking so hard?” I was still grasping on to the thought of a future with my girlfriend while I gave her, Jeni and my mom a soft smile, “It’s not important. Just thinking about stuff…” “Stuff being Y/N?” Jeni asked with a knowing look, “I see the way you look at her, Alex. The way you look at her when she’s playing with Liv… You love her, more than you loved Servando. We can all see how happy she makes you. Watching you two interact, it’s like you were made for each other. You want a future with her...you just don’t know it yet.” Damn. Went right for my feels, didn’t she? It’s like she was reading my mind, typical Jeni. As I stood there and looked at the three most important women in my life, all I can see is support and caring smiles. “You know, Jeni,” I say with a smirk and a crooked eyebrow, “It’s kind of creepy when you read my mind. Actually, I have been thinking about --” “Hey, Alex,” Y/N interrupts, causing me to turn around with a slightly panicked look on my face, “Ali just called, we gotta go. The team’s waiting for us to go to the hotel for dinner.”  I nodded towards her before turning back to my family and gave them each a hug. When I hugged Jeni she whispered, “We’re not done talking about this, Alexandra.” I looked at her and gave her a soft smile before I stepped back so Y/N could hand Liv back to her and tell my family goodbye for now. While we walked away, Y/N said, “I’ll meet you at the bus, babe. I have to go talk to Debbers and Kyle real quick. I won’t be too long, I promise.” When I told her that was okay and watched her jog over to the Krieger-Harris crowd, I was brought back to the thought of a future with her. 

That’s what I want, a future that has her in it…

Forever.

To Be Continued