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fr-18 · 5 months
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been a while since i’ve posted anything on here but wonze fans never fail to flabbergast me.
the fact keira has had to turn off comments due to absolute vile word’s directed towards laura genuinely disgusts me.
these are grown women with lives i think some seem to forget this, let the woman be happy!!!!
she’s sharing a very important section of her private life, respect her and respect those who she surrounds herself with.
that’s all hope everyone has a happy new year!!!!💝
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fr-18 · 7 months
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doesn’t sit right with me that the fans that once’s praised and admired lessi are now booing her any chance they get, like these are grown up men and women!!! who are acting like children towards a 24 year old women.
it’s embarrassing, lessi has shown that she is thriving at arsenal. apparently man united fans need to get over that Mark skinner was not allowing her to play how she wanted too. she’s found a new sense of freedom which is clear in how she’s playing, be happy for her!!!
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fr-18 · 9 months
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Rompecorazones 2 // Jenni.H
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Victoria quickly ushered your sobbing form out of the dutch changing rooms in hopes to calm you down without the prying eyes of her teammates.
your breathe has picked up quickly so vic sat down on the floor and dragged you with her. She placed your head into her lap and twisted the strands of your wet hair in hopes to ground you a little.
"okay sweetheart you have to calm down otherwise we can't have a conversations okay?" Vic softly spoke whilst your loud cries subsided and turned into a blank expression and tears streaming down your cheeks.
"she hates me, i ruined it." you spoke as you started up at the celling. "she never wants to see me again, so i told her she wouldn't have too."
"so it's a done deal?" Victoria quietly asked aware of the members of staff that could be anywhere around the building.
"i got the call this morning, so i told Vilda that i was resigning after the tournament which means i'm benched for the foreseeable. Being in this tournament has brought me nothing but hurt, so i'm not upset that i've finally been allowed to go." Vic took in a sharp intake of breathe at all the news.
"he can't just bench you! how is he being allowed to do that?" vic’s once calm words turned into anger, and her once soft fingers tangling in your hair turned into hard clenched fists
"he can and it's already done, i can fight my own battles. he doesn't scare me." you sighed, although after the outburst in the Spanish changing room you were more than ready to never be under Vilda's control again.
"do you want me to stay? i travel back tomorrow but just say the word and i'll find another flight."Victoria quickly stated and gestured for you to stand up with her.
"i cannot expect you to d-" although i tried to stop the girl from having to pay for a few extra nights in a hotel there was no room for complaint. "i'm staying with you, no arguments." she spoke after she stopped you with her hand.
your murmured complaints were almost quietened by Victoria's raised brow and hardened expression.
almost.
"vic no, it's not going to work this time. you need to go back, start preseason training and i will be fine. it's been a long time coming" her face displayed her feelings of the decision but yet she decided not to argue.
"you will call me whenever you need me?" you nodded at the girl and brought her into a tight hug.
"now go back into the changing room and be with your team” the dutch girl was clearly hesitant about leaving you alone which caused you to open the door yourself and push her in.
once you were alone you walked around some more before ultimately deciding to go back to the changing room, but before you walked in you heard the loud shouts from one of your teammates, maybe multiple of them you couldn’t tell.
deciding against walking in and making it worse you slid down the wall and waited until it was quiet once more.
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After you left the dressing room the whole team was staring at jenni in shock.
never had they seen the older women be so harsh to you, normally they were making fun of you both for being so sickeningly cute.
“Qué fue eso?” alexia questioned with an unreadable expression. what was that?
“no sé” Jenni spoke quietly as she looked down at the floor, it interested her a lot more than alexia’s disappointed expression. i don’t know
alexia laughed.
not because she found anything funny, quite the opposite. she couldn’t believe that Jenni had no explanation for her outburst.
even the team were shocked that jenni had nothing more to say, everyone thought she would’ve had something more to say yet it was almost like she regretted it.
no that couldn’t of been right, jenni has been so angry that much emotion must’ve come from somewhere. There must some truth in those sharp words even if it was deep down.
yet Jenni still stared at the floor, the normal goofy and loud women now speechless as she watched her tears drip onto the changing room floor.
“i- i can’t believe i said that to her.” Jenni spoke quietly, which is what started the loud shouts from the many angry spaniards.
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eventually you grew tired of sitting outside the changing room and listening to the shouts coming from inside, yet you couldn’t hear Jenni no matter how hard you tried to listen her voice couldn’t be heard.
you walked into the changing room, Jenni was stood in the middle of it as she just listened to the angry words that were clearly directed at her.
as much as your heart grew full at your teammates defending you, you wouldn’t allow them to do to her what she did to you.
“detente, por favor” you spoke once you came into view. stop it please
Once she heard your voice Jenni’s head snapped up as her glassy eyes focused on your own.
you saw her about to open her mouth. probably to say more hurtful words, at least that’s what you thought, so you stopped her with a shake of your head.
you couldn’t take anymore of her cruel words.
you could see her almost pleading with you to atleast allow her to say something but you were too vulnerable you wouldn’t allow yourself to carry on being hurt so deeply infront of the girls you considered family.
it was clear to everyone in the room that it wasn’t only Jenni you didn’t want to hear from, you sat yourself in your seat and put in your headphones but not before telling Alexia to let you know when you all board the bus back to the hotel.
and she did, once everyone started to head out Alexia tapped you on the shoulder before gesturing to the people leaving.
you nodded and stood up whilst picking up your things, Alexia waited for you by the door. the only thing you could offer her was a small smile as she led you outside with an arm around your shoulder.
there was a reason you seemed to stick with Alexia whenever you weren’t with Jenni. She didn’t feel the need to talk every second, she enjoyed comfortable silence which in this moment was all you needed.
the pink haired women dragged you down into the seat next to her as you sighed and leant your head onto her shoulder allowing the rumbling of the bus and your music blaring in your ears to lull you to sleep.
Alexia met eyes with Jenni’s from across the bus, the dark haired women’s eyes were known for being bright and so full of life but instead they were dull and no longer had that sparkle you fell in love with.
Jenni quickly looked away and instead placed her eyes on your peaceful figure but your eyes were forcefully squeezed shut almost like you never wanted to open them again.
All Jenni wanted to see where your beautiful eyes along with your beaming smile reassuring her that all would be well, just like you did in the match. But she knew that was impossible, she hurt you in the worst way, she humiliated you in-front of everyone you love.
she doubted she would ever see that beautiful smile directed at her again, she’d messed it all up and all because of her own self-doubts.
She knew she loved you, She knew that she wanted to be embraced in your love until it was no longer possible, and yet she threw that possibility away.
she could never expect you to forgive her, because she didn’t know if she would ever be able to forgive herself.
a/n: well i guess this only calls for one thing… part 3 anyone?
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fr-18 · 9 months
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absolutely distraught for the girls, they deserved this. gutted for the girls back in barca.
seeing the england girls so upset genuinely makes me want to sob,The girls have done absolute wonders for women’s football.
praying that lucy’s knees allows her to go for one more world cup, she deserves the star above the crest. along with the whole team.
they will come back stronger, will be absolutely unstoppable with beth, fran and leah.
incredibly emotional, but determined to watch the girls collect those silver medals.
alex scott said it perfectly lucy is going to blame herself and i hope she gets surrounded by people to help and support her.
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fr-18 · 9 months
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Rompecorazones// Jenni.H
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the game ticked slowly on. From the roar of celebrations in the 81' minute to the solemn faces around the stadium at the + 1' minute of extra time.
the stadium was bursting with joy after the first half, clearly Spain were dominating the game and it seemed already written in the stars for the spaniards to be going through to the semi finals.
until a through ball from Pelova was smoothly caught by van der Gragt which meant that spot in the semi's was anybody's to snatch up.
the spanish side clearly deflated as the replay of the goal played on the screen whilst The Netherlands celebrated.
the opportunity to regroup and ignite some fire into the girls was snatched up by vilda.
it was doubtful anyone was listening to a word coming out of his mouth, his decisions were normally what made Spain suffer.
you caught Jenni's eye in the huddle as she squirted the drink into her mouth. All you could do was give her a reassuring smile.
even if all you wanted to do was walk over to her and kiss her and tell her everything will be okay.
throughout all the criticism and mistreatment she had gone through she was still standing strong, ready to go again for possibly another 45 minutes.
You went back to sit on the bench as the game was starting again, but before you sat down Jenni had pulled you towards her and enveloped you in her arms.
"go" your whisper in her ear before pressing a soft kiss to her neck.
she nodded before releasing you and sprinted back onto the field.
sighing you flopped back into your seat and rubbed your palms over your face.
"ella es una chica fuerte, ella sabe lo que hacer." Alexia reassuringly whispered into your ear as she pulled you into her side."she is a strong girl, she knows what to do."
"Lo sé, solo me preocupo." you softly say before realising how it could come across to your Barcelona captain. "como hago con todos ustedes" you rushed out."i know, i just worry" "like i do about you all"
Alexia let out a chuckle whist squeezing you closer.
"tu preocupación por ella es un poco más profunda, ¿no?" the older women spoke into your ear as both your eyes were fixated on the game. "your worry for her runs a little deeper no?"
"quizas" you meekly spoke. “maybe”
Alexia left it at that as the both of you were called to start warming up.
the stadium became ear-deafening at the sight of alexia getting on the pitch.
you stood there waiting for your substitution and looked around the stadium, spaniards singing and shouting hoping to ignite a flame in their home team.
and that they did.
with 9 minutes left to play Salma slotted it into the goal with an assist from jenni.
instead of running over with the other girls to celebrate she made a bee-line towards you crushing you into a hug.
"we're so close" she whispered as she squeezed her eyes closed in hopes to not let her tears fall.
"9 más, entonces eso es todo" you said into her neck before walking with my arm around her waist leading her to our celebrating team."9 more, then that's it"
finally the whistle blew and all you were able to do was collapse onto the turf. sobbing into the dirt for a complete different reason than the dutch.
you'd done it and now it was on to your next challenge.
it wasn't long before you were being pulled up by recognisable, tattooed arms.
"we did it" you screamed.
history had been made today, you only wished there were different circumstances…
crying into your shoulder jenni only nodded, clearly she had been rendered speechless from the last 120minutes.
walking around the pitch with the team you couldn’t keep the smile off your face, not on the changing rooms after.
it being full with laughter in singing only meant your grin became toothier.
you weren’t involved in the horrendous yells your teammates called singing and it seemed neither was Alexia.
“you love her?” alexia whispered as she watched your eyes follow the tattooed women around the changing room.
“i love her” you whisper more so to yourself, which means you take your eyes of Jenni.
“Ay Dios Mío, me encanta Jenni” as the words came out of your mouth the loud chatter seemed to of decreased. This meant everyone heard the personal words escape your mouth.“oh my god, i love jenni”
including the one women you didn’t want to know…
“eh me amas?” the women spoke as someone turned of the music.“huh, you love me?”
“maybe you should-” Alexia tried to usher you both out the room in hopes of saving you from at-least some embarrassment.
“no Ale” Jenni said as she pushed the other women’s off her.
“is it so hard to believe?” speaking in english made this easier as the majority of your team weren’t confident with the language.
“you can’t.” she says with a confused laugh.
you hadn’t looked up from the floor since Jenni had started to speak, too ashamed to see the faces of your teammates whilst you were so vulnerable.
“no i’m sorry, i can’t do this with you.” she shakes her head as she looks to Alexia who was stood beside you.
Alexia shook her head at her old partner in hopes she wouldn’t stamp on your heart in front of all your teammates.
“you understand that i am 11 years older then you yes? i don’t date people that were 12 years old when i debuted for Barcelona. I will not get bashed in the media for dating a 21 year old!” as she went on her voice rose until it all got too much and you broke down.
hearing her be so degrading and saying it so carelessly made you think that she wasn’t the person you looked up to anymore.
Jenni carried on with her reasons on why your feeling for her were so silly and idiotic, clearly not noticing the distress she was causing. a few of the other girls tried to get her to stop for your sake but she only shrugged them off. “ i will be retired by the time your at your prime. these feeling you have need to go, otherwise don’t talk to me. If you can’t grow up and push your feelings aside i don’t want anything to do with you”
the team were taken aback by the older women’s harsh words, clearly their english wasn’t as bad as you once thought.
“i’ll stay out your way Jenni, after the final you will never have to see me again. i promise you that.” Were the first words you had spoken.
you looked up at her, grabbed your things and walked out of the changing room.
you walked through the backs of the stadium until you found your destination.
you knocked on the door until it was opened by a not so friendly face, “umm is Vic in here?”
tbe women nodded and allowed you in.
“yn? what happened” the Dutch women quickly rose to her feet at the sight of your tear stained face.
“jenni. i told her”
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fr-18 · 9 months
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niñita//a.medina
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Lola had been away with her girlfriend which had left me with a hyper active Andrea.
she normally got out all of this pent-up energy training but since Lola had gone away for a little Andrea was left to her own devices.
"hola, hola, hola." she repeated as she poked at my ribs.
it had been a very long day. i was tired and really couldn't deal with the annoying nature of her at the moment.
so i did the one thing i know will keep her normal.
"hola Lola." i said once the call connected.
immediately the poking stopped and my phone was out of my hands.
"hol- ah andrea." lola spoke.
i sighed with relief.
"you going to be okay? i think i'm going to have a nap." i asked as i leaned over her shoulder to wave at Lola and her girlfriend.
"mhm si, ir a la siesta" she said as pressed a kiss to my cheek before concentrating back on Lola.
“mhm yes go take a nap”
i caught eyes with Cristina before i walked to our bedroom.
i mouthed 'gracias' to which she returned with a quick wink and engaged in the conversation.
"no hagas un lío por favor" i said but it was only left on deaf ears.
“Don't make a mess, please”
i ran into the bedroom and closed the door.
the silence was heaven and allowed me to get a good 3hour nap.
what i didn't expect when i walked down the stairs was to see my girlfriend with breadsticks up her nose and in her mouth, as well as all over our kitchen table.
she hadn't seemed to of noticed my sleepy figure leaning against the wall next to her but lola had which only made her burst into laughs.
Andrea clearly thinking she was the reason for the older women's hysteria began to blow the sticks out of her nose giggling to herself.
"algo de talento tienes bebe" i spoke as i sat down.
“some talent you have baby”
"ah, ¿cómo estuvo tu siesta? te extrañé" she said as pressed a light kiss to my lips.
“Ah, how was your nap? I missed you”
"te extrañé más" i said as i wiped the crumbs of my lips.
“i missed you more”
"adios Lola, adios Cristina" Andrea quickly spoke as she handed me back my phone and walked off to put the box of breadsticks away.
"muchas gracias, siento que tengo un niña pequeño para una novia" i said which pulled a laugh from the couple.
“Thank you very much, I feel like I have a little girl for a girlfriend”
"Puedo oírte, idiota" Andrea shouted from the kitchen.
“I can hear you idiot”
"se suponía que debías" i said back to her.
“You were supposed to”
"por favor vuelve lola" i quietly said before ending the phone call.
“Please come back Lola”
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