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the signature might be S Milton? idk if there's a ex player by that name tho sorry!

There was a Samantha Britton but can’t find an example of her signature but now I’m looking at it, it could be Smith??

#anon hour

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Could signature be R. (Rachel) Williams?

Don’t think so looking at this one 🤔

#anon hour

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My girl is back 😍🥰

#millie bright #chelsea wfc

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Can anyone figure out who’s signature this is? My wife found some signed England shorts from when she was younger but we can’t figure out who’s autograph it is. We’ve been through the whole list of England ex players and still don’t have a clue. Deffo a woman. I think it looks like Sutton but there isn’t a Sutton so seeing if you lot have a clue 😂

#england wnt #lionesses

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RIP ME

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Where’s everyone watching

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brighter-by-the-daly · 9 days

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The best thing to see to counteract Rach resigning 😭💕

#millie bright #chelsea wfc #guro reiten #erin cuthbert #women’s champions league

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Millie on the bench!!!

#millie bright #chelsea wfc

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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

#millie bright #chelsea wfc

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Millie’s in the travelling team for Barca!! 🙏🤞🤗

#millie bright #chelsea wfc

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brighter-by-the-daly · 11 days

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Is Emma really complaining about keepers going down 🙄😂

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MATEEEEE OMG

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brighter-by-the-daly · 16 days

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Rachel Daly x Reader

Distracted

AN: A follow on fic to my original RD x R series - a look at where the couple is now. (If you want timeline consistency, just imagine that last years FA Cup run was this years).

Feeling a pair of arms wrap around your neck from behind you leant down to rest your cheek on the soft dressing gown being worn by your fiancée. “Come to bed baby” whispered into your ear as kisses were placed on your cheek. “I’ve gotta finish this before midnight” you sounded exhausted, “I can’t believe I forgot about this review, I’m so sorry” you whimpered, longing for forgiveness that you weren’t joining Rachel in bed tonight. Plopping herself on your lap to block your vision and forcing your eyes to look away from the gleaming screen of your laptop, she asked how much more you had left to do. “Too much” you whined, wrapping your arms around her stomach and resting your head in her chest, “if I stop now , I won’t be able to start again” mumbling into her dressing gown, reluctant to let go of her. “Can I help?” she asked optimistically, like she had any idea what your report was on, she just wanted to feel useful; her fingers slowly stroked through your hair, untangling the knots as she went, “you already are” lifting your sleepy but hopeful head for kisses. “I’ll put the kettle on” she said and made her way to the kitchen, “can’t you ask for an extension?” she suggested while dropping teabags into mugs. “This is the extension” you began whining again, placing your head in your hands. Life had been so crazy lately that you forgot that you actually had a job to get back to! Working from home isn’t working for you as there are so many distractions - you found yourself choosing to watch Rachel’s games or hang out with her and her teammates instead of doing your work. It was a much more exciting prospect than paperwork but now you’re so far behind. Rachel placed a cup of tea in front of you and sat herself on the chair opposite, “babe you need to sleep, you have a big game tomorrow” looking up at her with adoring eyes. Thankful that she was here with you but knowing she’ll regret the late night in the morning. “I’m not going without you!” she said folding her arms staging a protest. “That’s not fair” you pouted, she knew how much you’d rather be doing anything other than this but you couldn’t afford to lose this job. “Life’s not fair” she smiled angelically. “If I want to go to your game tomorrow I need to get this done now. I can hyperfocus on this and get it done in an hour, pleeease go to bed” you begged. “If you’re not up in an hour, I’m coming to get you” was her final offer, you smiled and nodded as she leant in for a kiss, holding out her pinky to promise her then shuffled back up the stairs to bed.

You managed to smash out the review and finally crawled into bed with 5 minutes to spare, you tried to creep into the bedroom quietly but Rachel felt the dip in the mattress as you sunk into bed and rolled over to snuggle into you, it didn’t take you long to fall asleep when the love of your life was wrapped around you.

Starting to stir awake when you heard your girl showering you kept your eyes closed to desperately cling onto the extra few minutes of sleep. Feeling the puff of clean, warm air burst out of the ensuite when she opened the door made your eyes squint open to see if she had got dressed in the bathroom or was still wrapped in a towel that doesn’t quite cover everything. Your first sight of the morning being your future wife in her sporty lingerie looking for clothes in the wardrobe. “Well, that’s a nice view to wake up to” you admired, sitting up in bed to get a better look at her. Turning around as she pulled on her joggers she smiled cheekily at you then nodded at the bedside table, “there’s a tea there for you.” Turning to look at the freshly brewed cuppa and sighed, “you are so perfect” you said gazing back at her. You loved Rach in her joggers, probably more than when she’s all dressed up so when she launched herself onto the bed announcing you have an hour to get ready you couldn’t help but try your luck. “Enough time to turn you on then” smirking as you climbed on top of her and slid your hand into her pants. Rachel laid there with her tattooed arms behind her head receiving cockily until she was done and you jumped off, “hey, what about you?” she pined, reaching over to try and grab the little clothing you were wearing. “You can make it up to me later” you winked as you undressed to get in the shower. “But you forgot your...” the bathroom door shut behind you, “tea”, Rachel rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders, not wanting to let it go to waste she drank it herself before packing a bag for you while you got ready to leave.

“Aren’t you missing something?” she said watching you slip your trainers on, she hated how you never undo the laces. Standing up straight after forcing your feet into the shoes you looked puzzled, “errr, my shirt?” her eyes opened wider with a little shake of her head like ‘helloooo, are are you dumb?’. “Do I really have to wear it every game?” you sighed, looking at her holding the shirt out to you and already knowing the answer. “I like knowing you’re there wearing my name” she pouted, knowing you can never resist her exaggerated sad little face. “I know, but does it really matter?” you pushed back, “yes! You know what I’m like for my superstitions!” trying her puppy dog eyes once more. “Fineee” you laughed and pulled her shirt over your head. “You’re so needy!” shoving her lightly in a playful way, “and what?” she retorted, squaring up to you. Taking her wrist and kissing her tattoo of your initials, “I suppose it’s the least I can do when I’m on you permanently” backing down and letting her win, you were never gonna not wear it anyway! Rachel hummed in agreement, her lips vibrating against yours as she kissed you lightly which turned into something much more passionate.

Tumbling into the car together you swung through Costa for tea and coffee seeing as you didn’t drink yours earlier, then headed for Villa Park where the girls were playing their FA Cup quarter final game against Man City today. During the drive Rachel threw around the idea of moving closer to your work and family, originally you objected as that would affect her commute to work and said you’ll figure something out but Rachel insisted. She said it was only fair if we wanted the relationship to work out and started listing off places that are in the middle of both of your bases. Rachel tried her best to sell her ideas to you during the drive, you were starting to come around to the idea of owning your own home and living together in a place that wasn’t just hers. At the moment you are so far away from your family and friends that it makes you feel guilty for not seeing them as often as you used to. Your whole world has become Rachel and although it’s been fun, it’s not sustainable for the future.

Arriving at the stadium, the atmosphere felt electrifying as the crowd shuffled in to fill seats, you said goodbye and good luck to your future wife and went to sit with the other partners of players. This was one of the biggest crowds you had seen show up for Villa and the excitement was contagious. Watching the team take their places, Rachel looked determined and focused as she prepared for kick off, you couldn't help but feel proud of her and crossed your fingers for a win. Watching the game unfold, your mind wandered to the conversation you had in the car about moving closer to your work and family. The idea of owning a home together and creating a life that was a blend of both your worlds started to feel more appealing. You realized that while your relationship with Rachel had been amazing, it was important to find a balance that worked for both of you in the long run.

After a thrilling match that ended in a victory for the underdogs, Rachel climbed into the stands to celebrate with high-fives for the crowd and tightly squeezed hugs for you. Beating Man City was a huge feat for the team, everyone was on cloud 9 and who was to thank for winning? None other than your girl who scored the winner in the 96th minute! As you walked back to the car, Rachel took your hand and looked at you with a soft smile, "I think we can make it work, you know," she said, squeezing your hand gently. "I want us to have a home where we both feel connected and close to the things that matter to us." You nodded, feeling a sense of excitement and possibility for the future. As you drove back home, you couldn't help but imagine the adventures and memories you would create together in your own place, where both of you could thrive and grow. As the sun began to set over the horizon it cast a warm glow over the road in front of you, you knew that this was just the beginning of a new chapter in your lives, filled with love, support, and endless possibilities.