#Ellie carpenter one shot

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Champions League (Ellie Carpenter x reader)

A/N: here is a random Ellie fic which came out of nowhere. Also, I am extremely tired so I apologise for the lack of errors, i have proof read it but only once. I also want to apologise for the lack of creativity in the fic name, let me know if you have any ideas for a better name and I will change it.

It has been two years since the loss to Lyon in the Champions League final and you wanted your revenge. When you watched the semi final match between the two French teams you were hoping that the 7 time champions would win and when they did it meant that you had the opportunity to rewrite history. As soon as the final whistle blows you send your girlfriend a text that simply read See you in Turin.

You met Ellie when she debuted with the Australian senior team in 2016 and although you would never admit it, especially to her, you fell for her that first day. It only took a few weeks for you to ask her out on a date and on your second date you asked her to be your girlfriend. It may have been too soon but you didn’t care, things with Ellie felt right and you didn’t want to spend one more day without being able to call her yours.

It had been 39 days since you said you goodbyes in Australia after a few international friendlies but with your busy schedules it felt much longer. In the tunnel you are the last person in the Barcelona line up , your eyes finding the number 12 straight away. You much prefer to look her in the eyes but the view from the behind satisfies you almost as much.

For the first time in your career you are being marked by your girlfriend, something you knew would happen but it did make your job a lot harder. When Lyon score in the 6th minute you are furious. The next big play happens in the 14th minute, you are running down the left hand side, Ellie is by your side trying to get the ball off you but you wouldn’t give up without a fight. The two of you are shoulder to shoulder, fighting for control when you come out victorious. You send a ball into the box and Jenni gets her head onto it, sending the ball in the back of the net. The game is tied.

You celebrate with your team and make your way back to your own half ready for the game to reset. It is when you get back to your position that you realise something is wrong, Ellie is still down after your battle. Any other player and you would be questioning the seriousness of their injury, wondering whether or not this is part of their strategy but not with Ellie, she never stays down unless it is serious.

You watch from a distance knowing that you cannot go to her without raising questions, she is too far away and she has a few of her team mates around her but this does nothing to lessen your concern.

As you watch her stand to her feet you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in. 

A few minutes later, Wendie sends the ball out wide for Ellie, knowing that you are faster you make to run aiming to intercept the ball. Ellie tries to make her run too but she doesn’t get the opportunity, you watch as her knee completely gives way, your girlfriend falling to floor in result.

The ball in still in play but you don’t care. You run as fast as you can to be by Ellie’s side.

“Els” you say as you crouch down in front of her.

“Y/N” she replies. 

Looking into her eyes you get all the information you need. This is bad, really bad.

“Wendie” you shout getting the defender’s attention “Get your medic!”

You know that cameras are on you and whilst your relationship wasn’t a secret, the two of your never officially confirmed it, meaning that the majority of the world and even some your team mates didn’t know that you were dating. Keeping this in mind you think carefully with how you act with Ellie. 

When the medic comes you are hesitant to leave her but you aren’t given a choice as the Lyon staff push you out of their way so that they can work on their player.

“No, don’t leave” Ellie begs.

“Don’t worry, I’ll stay close” you say as you stand by some of her team mates watching the medics access her injury.

The ref takes this opportunity to call for a drinks break, leaving just and you the Lyon captain on the pitch.

Wendie takes a drink out of the medical bag and hands it to you.

“I know I will be wasting my breath if I tell you to get get a drink, take this”

 The veteran defender knew about your relationship so when the ref comes over to ask you to walk away she tells them that it is ok.

Your inner panic only intensifies when you watch the medics call for the stretcher. Realising that they had completed their evaluation, you retake your position by Ellie’s side.

“It’s fucking torn” Ellie tells you, her voice a mixture of pain and frustration.

You want to tell her your sorry, you know that it is partially your fault. The beginning on the injury clearly happen after you altercation only a few minutes earlier.

“You’ll be ok Ellie” that is all you can say before you are once again pushed aside.

You watch as she is put on the stretcher, her eyes remain on you as she is carried toward the tunnel. You follow behind her, stopping where your Barcelona team mates are getting instructions from Jonatan.

“Here” Alexia says passing you an electrolyte drink “You ok?” She asks quietly so only you can hear her, you simply nod in response.

The game continues and for the rest of the first half you are off and the team know it but you still do your job, playing balls into the box yet none of them result in anything. You head is all over the place and you are struggling to focus on the game knowing that your girlfriend is hurt. You send a pass to Mariona but it is intercepted by Horan, your error resulting in Ada scoring.

The half time whistle is blowed and both teams go to their locker rooms.

When you get to your locker you go straight for your phone seeing if there are any texts from Ellie. This is something that you always did, seeing as though you played in different countries. If either of you got injured during a game you would always text the other to let them know your ok.

You know that you should be listening to what your coach is telling the team but you can’t, the only thing you can focus on is Ellie.

“Y/N” your heads shoots up upon hearing your name.

“I know that number 12 made things harder for you before she went off but I need you at your best in the second half, no more amateur mistakes” Jonatan tells you, basically blaming you for the goal in front of the entire team.

The team take a few moments to regroup, some players talking to each other, some giving themselves a mental pep talk. 

You are hunched over, resting your elbows on your knees when you feel someone rest their hands on your shoulders.

“It wasn’t your fault” Jenni tells you as she softly massages your shoulders trying to calm you down.

Over the years you have become quite close with the forward, both on the pitch and off. She found out about your relationship with Ellie when she, Alexia, Lola, Carmen and Virginia spent the summer in Australia so she knew that your focus would be on your girlfriend.

“Yes, it is” you reply shortly.

Alexia joins Jenni in front of you.

“Go see her” your captain tells you as if it is that easy.

You think about it for a second, could it be that easy. Sure some of the team will be confused but a few of them will know your intentions. There is only one way to find out. You stand from your locker and go to leave.

“Where are you going? We need to come up with a game plan” Patri asks confused by your actions.

“I am going to see my girlfriend. Then I will come back and tell you how we are going to win” you say as you leave.

“Girlfriend?” Multiple players say in unison.

“Number 12, Ellie Carpenter, the player who got taken off on a stretcher” Jenni tells the them whilst also trying to explain your behaviour.

You meanwhile knock of the locker room of the French team slightly nervous of the reaction of whoever opens the door.

“This isn’t your locker room” Danielle says, her tone pissing you off.

“Can you get…” You begin to say, you voice carrying though from the hallway to the locker room gaining the attention of some of the other players.

“Let her in” Ada tells the Dutch woman.

“Why?” Daan asks. Never in her years of playing has a player entered the oppositions lock room at half time.

“She can come in” Sonia Bompastor says.

Upon hearing her coaches voice, Daan moves aside allowing you entry.

“She’s in there” Sonia points to the treatment room in the far corner.

You can feel everyone’s eyes on you as you walk through the locker room, clearly some are confused by you being there, others know exactly what you are doing.

You knock on the door not wanting to interrupt. A member of the Lyon medical team opens it, letting you in before leaving you to be alone with your girlfriend. When you enter you see her laid on the treatment table her knee elevated with a ice pack on it.

“Lyns I said I needed a few moments alone” Ellie says not bothering to open her to eyes so that she can see you are not her team mate.

“I just walked through the lion’s den to see you but I guess I can leave” you say trying to lighten the mood.

Her eyes open as she hears your voice. Her stoic expression softening when you realises that it is you.

“I needed to know you’re ok” you say.

Ellie taps the space next to her and you sit down, dangling you leg of the edge.

“You shouldn’t be here. You should be with your team. I bet Alexia is furious that you’re here” Ellie says still not believing that you are there.

“It was her idea. You see she knows that I am head over heels in love with a certain Australian and knows that in order to have me at my best I needed to see you. I don’t know if you saw any of the game after you left but I was all over the place” you tell her.

“It’s my ACL” she tells you “I will need surgery” 

You watch her expression change, her facial features softening, tears brimming her eyes.

“I will be by your side” you rest a hand on her hip “every step of the way” 

You don’t know what to say, you know that no words will comfort her in this moment. You try something else, you lean down to kiss her, she meets you half way. The two of you stay in the kiss for a few seconds, there is no movement, the connection between the two of you is enough to bring peace to one other.

Christiane enters making the two of your separate “It’s time for you to go Y/N” she says softly as she watches the moment between the two of you.

You give Ellie one more quick kiss before getting up to leave.

“Y/N” Ellie says, you turn to face her “I will be ok, you don’t have to worry about me. You go back out there and give it your all. I know you play for our opponent but you owe it to your team and your fans to put on your best performance. I know what you are capable of, my team also knows it. You go out there and give us hell” 

Ellie’s words speak volumes, instilling all the confidence that you need.

When you get back to your locker room the team can tell that things are different. You are focused and your determination is contagious.

You walk about out onto the field, stopping at Sonia before you take your position.

“Thank you” you tell her.

“No need to thank me. When we beat you I want it to be when you are playing at your best, it will make the win even more satisfying” the Lyon coach says confidently.

“Not a fucking chance” you say mirroring her confidence.

The whistle blows signalling the start of the second half and you are off like a bat out of hell. Kadeisha Buchanan is an excellent player but there is a reason by Lyon started Ellie instead of her, you could run circles around the Canadian defender and you do just that every time you have the ball.

Around the 60th minute mark the referee is talking to Ada and Mapi, giving them both a warning. During this exchange Jonatan makes a sub, you look to the sideline hoping that your number doesn’t come up, thankfully it doesn’t but something else catches you eye or more like someone. Ellie is on the Lyon bench, her leg is bandaged, she is wearing a knee brace and you can see a pair a crutches beside her. This brings back the concern you felt at half time and for the next ten minutes you struggle to focus again. When the ref whistles for a drinks break you take this opportunity to reset, get your head back in the game but your concentration soon shifts to the Lyon bench, in particular to the the blonde that stole your heart all those years ago.

Your physio hands you a note and you know straight away who it is from. Opening it you read

I am ok but you’re not. Please don’t worry about me. Go back out there and score me a goal.

Looking up from the note you find Ellie already looking at you. Her eyes pleading for you not to worry. One last look at the note and you nod your head, you were going to score and despite the circumstances you were scoring for her. You quickly tuck the note into your shin pan sleeve making sure it is secure before going back onto the pitch.

There are 20 minutes left in the game, that is more than enough time to do what your girlfriend asked.

Even with you giving it everything you have, Lyon prove why they are considered one of the best clubs in the world but it is in the 86th minute when you show them why Barcelona should never be counted out.

Lyon have a corner but they send the ball straight into Sandra’s hands. She sees you making a run and sends it out to you. You are quicker than the French team’s defenders and you soon find yourself alone in the French half, you can hear players behind you but they don’t matter, the only player you are focused on is Christiane Endler. 

It is rare that you miss 1v1 with the goalkeeper and today is no different. Endler is favouriting the left side of the goal because she knows you are left footed but your right foot isn’t to be disregarded and you proof this when you cut the ball onto your right side, taking a shot and putting in the bottom right corner. 

You run to the corner flag sliding on your knees in front of the Barcelona fans. Soon you are buried under your team mates. Every one of them giving you praise.

The final whistle blows and you fall to your knees, fists to the sky as you scream in victory. You did it, the team did it, you all got your revenge for the 4-1 loss you endured in 2019.

It takes a few minutes for it to sink it, you had won. You are celebrating with you team when you see Ellie consoling hers.

After the ceremony you feel it’s the right time to approach Ellie. You didn’t want to intrude when you saw her with her team mates earlier on but now you wanted to see her.

You don’t go straight to her though, you stop at some of her team mates who you now considered friends.

“Keep your head up, you’ll be back here. We both will. This the the start of what I hope is a very long rivalry” you tell Ada as you hug her, kissing her temple as you do.

You stop at Wendie who it sat in the floor head hanging between her legs. You whisper words of reassurance in her ear.

Then you get to the person you wanted to see most.

Ellie’s arms wrap around your neck tightly. You take her weight when you hear the crutches fall to the floor.

“I’m so sorry” you say, your sentence having multiple meanings which Ellie picks ups on straight away.

“I know what you are doing, don’t” she lifts her head from the crook of your neck, your faces now dangerously close “this” she looks down at her knee “isn’t your fault, it is nobody’s fault, things like this happen in football”

You listen to her words even though you disagree with them, your eyes remaining on her injured leg.

“Look at me” she demands but you can’t “Baby, please”

When you do look at her, it is just in time for her to see a tear fall down cheek.

“I am proud of you Y/N. Watching you play is one of favourite things even if it does mean watching you beat us”

A small laugh escapes your lips.

“There’s that smile I love” she tells you “I don’t want to see you tonight”

Her words cause every muscle in your body to tense up in fear.

“I want you to go out and celebrate with your team”

“But”

“No Y/N. You have worked so hard this season and even though I know it isn’t over I want you to celebrate, celebrate this win. You scored the winning goal in a champions league final and I know that you team will want to thank you for that”

You know that Ellie is right but it still doesn’t sit well with you.

“Please tell her” Ellie says to someone behind you.

You turn to find your captain. Ellie’s arms fall from around your neck, one now hung over your shoulders and you arms wraps around her waist to support her.

“Please, if anything Alexia will be on my side. We still have the Copa Del Reina, then we will celebrate after that, right?” 

Much to your surprise the Catalonian shakes her head in disagreement.

“Nope. I plan on celebrating this win. What we did tonight means a lot to the club and to the fans” Alexia says.

Knowing that you can’t change your girlfriends mind and that your captain is clearly set on celebrating the win, you admit defeat.

“Fine” you cave.

Alexia tells you that you are wanted for media and you tell her that you will join her in a couple of minutes. She walks away leaving the two of you alone.

“Can I kiss my champions league winning girlfriend?” Ellie asks you knowing that there are cameras everywhere.

Her question is unexpected but nonetheless you nod your head. The kiss is brief, she knows that is will be all over the internet within an hour.

When she pulls away you have a huge smile on your face. You bend down to pick up her crutches making sure that she doesn’t put weight on her leg. Lynsey joins you when she senses that you are about to leave. She promises to look after your girlfriend to which you thank her.

You begin to run off to where Alexia is waiting near some interviewers. 

“Y/N” You hear Ellie shout.

“When you’re done celebrating my loss come and find me”

“Text me the details and I’ll be there” you blow her a kiss before joining your captain.

Later that night, more like early the next morning, you find yourself wonder the halls of the Lyon hotel, you say each room number as you walk past it, counting up until your reach your girlfriend’s room. You knock considerately not wanting to wake her nor her room mate up if they are asleep.

You hear someone jumping around, a few seconds later a tired looking blonde opens the door. 

“I’m looking for my girlfriend, maybe you have seen her. She is Australian, has blonde hair and she has just lost the champions league. I am here to make her feel better” you tell her, you words slurring due to the alcohol you have consumed.

“You have clearly had a good time tonight, I like drunk Y/N” Ellie says ignoring your comment about her loss knowing that you mean no harm, you just didn’t have a filter when you were drunk.

“You don’t have your crutches. Do I have to carry you to the bed?” You ask, Ellie’s nods her head enthusiastically.

You pick Ellie up bridal style, focusing extra hard not to hurt her, that and to actually walk in a straight line. You place her gently on the bed. She watches as you look around her room.

“Lynsey has joined Cat and Daan for the night” Ellie answers your unasked question “She thought we might want to celebrate your win” 

You shake your head at her bashfullness. Her eyes never leaving you as you take your shirt off leaving you in only shorts and a sports bra.

“As much as I would like that, I just want to hold you tonight”

You take your place next to Ellie in bed. She lays her head on your chest, her hand resting on your exposed torso. You stroke her head gently, as you begin to unwind from a very eventful day.

“I’ve missed this” Ellie tells you.

“I’ve missed you” You say barely a whisper.

Only a few second later does Ellie feel your heartbeat even out and she knows you’re asleep.

The two of you wake up several of hours later. You leave to go back to your team and Ellie joins hers. Once again you were separated but you found solace in the fact that in just over a week the season would be over and you can once again be together, this time with no interruptions.

#woso one shot #woso x reader #woso imagine #Ellie carpenter x reader #Ellie carpenter imagine #Ellie carpenter one shot

[hi18364]

midfielders room

“Jill, I really have to go or we will be found out.” “10 more minutes, then I'll let you go." I look at her eyes I say, "Okay." 

 

10 minutes later 

 

"Jill, I'm serious. I have to go." hugging her one last time then I open the door and step out I hear another door open up looking over and I look the person in the eye we both look shocked then the door down the hall open and out walks Beth mead 

 

She is coming out of Viv's room. I’m now standing in the hall with Beth Mead, my England teammate, and Ellie Carpenter. Beth goes to the elevator with her head down, and so does Ellie. I walk to the stairs and quickly go back to my room. getting in bed and go to sleep. 

 

Next day 

 

I'm sitting in the hall eating when Beth sits next to me "So tell me, y/n, why were you in a certain Dutch midfielder's room last night?" 

 

I looked around us, and the hole table was looking at us. "Ok, I'll tell you if you tell me why you came out of Viv's room." 

#women’s football #women’s soccer #women’s super league #jill roord #beth mead #viv miedema #vivianne miedema #dvd #barclays wsl #woso x reader #woso community #woso imagine #woso one shot #ellie carpenter

[kamotecue]

sick day ✫ e. carpenter

pairing: ellie carpenter x reader

summary: when ellie carpenter’s protective and caring side comes out, after y/n has a terrible fever. lioness!reader

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you snuggled deeply into the blanket that’s wrapped around you. you had just gotten a high fever, hence you felt a bit feverish at the same time a bit hot. you didn’t pay attention to the door opening, revealing your girlfriend, ellie.

“baby? are you feeling alright?” ellie asked, as you slowly turned to her, a wave of nausea hitting you as you closed your eyes.

“i feel a bit under the weather.” you replied, as you felt the bed sink making you open your eyes to see ellie with a worried look.

“have you ate yet?” ellie asked, as she placed her hand on your forehead, it was a bit hot. you softly shake your head, as she gave you a kiss on the forehead.

“i’ll make breakfast and you’ll take your medicine, okay?” ellie said, to which you gave her a soft smile. you didn’t like being sick, it made you felt weak. ellie stood up, as she opened the door heading to the kitchen to set a small meal.

you just laid there with your eyes closed, as another wave of nausea hit you, making you rush to the bathroom, throwing up in the toilet seat. as you simply flushed the toilet before sitting against the wall.

“baby?” ellie’s voice rang as you softly called out to her. shuffling was heard, as she made her way to the bathroom, to find you half awake.

“let’s brush your teeth before eating.” ellie slowly helped you up, in case you had the urge to puke again. she grabbed your green toothbrush, applying the white toothpaste that you loved out of the other flavors, as some were a bit too minty.

you opened your mouth, as ellie carefully brushed your teeth. once you were done, you both headed to the dining area to see a plate of avocado toast with a side of eggs.

“you don’t have to finish all of it, as long as it makes your stomach full.” ellie gave you a kiss on the head as she placed two pills that would reduce the fever on your place.

“won’t you attend training love?” you asked, as she shook her head.

“i called the manager and said, you’d be taking a off day.” you gave a soft smile, as you continued to eat.

“you didn’t have to, you know.” ellie simply chuckled, leaving you confused.

“i know, but i wanted to take care of you.” after you had breakfast, you changed into a more comfortable pair of clothes as you cuddled into ellie on the couch. she was watching one of her favorite shows, and you just watched along with her, however you’d gaze up at her face from time to time, slightly admiring your girlfriend.

#ellie carpenter #ellie carpenter x reader #matildas x reader #woso imagine #woso x reader #woso one shot #lyon wfc imagine

[sunsetkerr]

for the time being, I am going to pause my sam requests for the next week. until then, please send in requests for the players on my masterlists!! (tillies + misc woso), these can be headcanons, one shots, blurbs, etc.

can't wait to explore more of my wag universe with you all xx

#trying to distract myself from the sam drama lol #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso one shot #mackenzie arnold x reader #hayley raso x reader #ellie carpenter x reader #katrina gorry x reader #kyra cooney cross x reader #mary fowler x reader #alanna kennedy x reader #steph catley x reader #caitlin foord x reader #charlie grant x reader #katie mccabe x reader #jessie fleming x reader

[woso-dreamzzz]

Romantic Masterlist

_ - Smut

Alexia Putellas x Reader

Pet Problems -> Social Media

Pet Problems II -> Your cat gets pregnant (It's all Mapi's fault)

Pet Problems III -> Meeting the kittens is very stressful

Pet Problems IV -> The first two kittens go off to a new home

Pet Problems V -> It's adoption day for the last of the kittens

Shot Through The Heart -> Social Media

Shot Through The Heart II -> The story of your love

Shot Through The Heart III -> You're pregnant

Shot Through The Heart IV -> Your last final

Second Time's The Charm -> You and your kind of ex-wife

Second Time's The Charm -> You, your kind of ex-wife and a baby

Leah Williamson x Reader

Nothing But Net -> Social Media

Nothing But Net II -> You've got one of the biggest games of your life and your girlfriend comes to support you

Holiday -> Social Media

Strictly Come Dancing -> The final of Strictly Come Dancing

Sorry -> The aftermath of the World Cup

Alessia Russo x Reader

Muse -> Social Media

Muse II -> You attend one of Alessia's matches

Champion -> You're riding a high and make sure to keep it going

Grace Clinton x Reader

Race -> Racing at its finest

Lena Oberdorf x Reader

Enemies -> Out on the pitch, you're enemies

Laura Feiersinger x Reader

Tea -> You're part of her routine

Kyra Cooney-Cross x Reader

Accident -> It wasn't planned

Accident II -> Lunch with your sister

Charli Grant x Reader

Reunion -> Your girlfriend moves to Spurs

Courtney Nevin x Reader

Movie Night -> You see your girlfriend

Chloe Logarzo x Reader

Birds -> Your girlfriend comes to your place

Mary Fowler x Reader

Date -> You're a bit of a wallflower

Date II -> Social Media

Ellie Carpenter x Reader

Hangover -> A holiday with your teammates

Katie McCabe x Reader

Carded -> The comeback of McCard

Power -> You and Katie both know who really holds the power

Power II -> You put Katie in her place

Ona Batlle x Reader

Home -> Social Media

Aitana Bonmatí x Reader

Ma'am -> You steal your father's plane

Ma'am II -> The plane ride

Shy -> You still get shy around your girlfriend

Questions -> You vs Carla the social media manager

Jana Fernández x Reader

Hi Barbie -> You're Barbie and Jana's just Ken

Hi Barbie II -> Bruna interrupts

Bruna Vilamala x Reader

Escape -> You need an escape plan

Escape II -> Your sister meets your girlfriend

Escape III -> You visit Barcelona

Fridolina Rolfö x Reader

Mornings -> Early mornings with Frido

Mapi Leon x Ingrid Engen x Reader

Flirts -> Your cousin's two friends are definitely flirting with you

Flirts II _ -> Mapi and Ingrid take you home

Flirts III -> You have doubts

Janine Beckie x Reader

Brewing with Beckie -> You go on the podcast

Chloe Kelly x Reader

Flowers -> It's a tradition

Lauren Hemp x Reader

Master Builder -> You work at Legoland

Laura Coombs x Reader

Cookies -> You bake a bit too much

Cookies II -> Social Media

Cookies III -> Laura comes home to something she doesn't like

Deyna Castellanos x Reader

Uni Love -> Social Media

Uni Love II -> You'll follow Deyna anywhere

Amanda Ilestedt x Reader

Pictures -> Your girlfriend visits you in London

Laia Codina x Reader

Treat You Better -> Laia thinks you're in a relationship with your best friend

Treat You Better II -> Social media

Treat You Better III -> You visit Spain

Treat You Better IV -> The Conti Cup

Andrea Medina x Reader

My Wife -> You've known Andrea for a very long time

Vicky Losada x Reader

Anger -> Your phone kept ringing

Anger II -> Social Media

Anger III -> It was meant to be a quiet night

Leila Ouahabi x Reader

Tesco -> How Leila got the bruise on her cheek

Laia Aleixandri x Reader

If Music Be The Food Of Love -> Leila can't quite believe that Laia's bringing her to see the orchestra

If Music Be The Food Of Love II -> Social Media

#masterlist #woso #woso community

[talaok]

Hunting lesson

Pairing: Joel miller x reader

summary: You try to teach Ellie to hunt, and Joel comes to help. ( Inspired by that 1x06 scene)

warnings: just fluff

"take a deep breath" you instructed

"no, Ellie, a deep breath, like this" you showered her, inhaling and exhaling slowly.

"fine" she grumbled, imitating what you'd just done.

"Good, now firmly grab the trigger " you helped her hand around it "aim, and you're ready"

"ok" she breathed, concentrating as she closed one eye.

Pow

You couldn't hold back a laugh

"shit" she hissed

"This rifle sucks"

You chuckled "you sure the rifle's the problem?"

"It's a piece of shit, it doesn't aim right" she whined

"yeah sure" you mocked "c'mon try again, you're getting better"

She glared at you "you don't have to lie"

that only made you snort "I'm not lying, at least you didn't close both your eyes this time"

"Wha-I never did that!"

"yes you did" you laughed

"c'mon grip the trigger and breathe before pulling it"

She sighed, doing just that

Pow

"oh c'mon!" she moaned, as the target remained untouched, or ungrazed really.

"you're really shit at this kid" you couldn't help but laugh

"oh thanks, such kind words of encouragement"

"I'm sorry, but you really are"

"maybe you're just a shit teacher"

You gasped, feigning offense "I'm most certainly not"

"or, as I've said before, this rifle is trash"

you looked amusedly at her "it's a poor carpenter who blames his tools"

"well maybe the carpenter's right" she cocked an eyebrow "maybe the tools just suck"

"sure thing" you joked " wanna try again?"

"I guess" she shrugged, positioning herself again

pow

"fuck"

"what are you doing?"

you both turned

"I'm teaching her to hunt"

"What? the snow?" Joel asked, making you both scowl at him

"the rifle sucks" Ellie explained

"didn't seem like it sucked to me" he walked closer, crouching between you and Ellie "show me" he nodded, and Ellie complied, taking another shot.

Joel turned to you, his brows raised as to say -really?-

"she's improved" you defended

"If this is improved I'm scared of how she was before"

"I'm right here" Ellie commented, making you smile.

"ok" he turned to her "try again"

She did, once again, only the ground beneath the target being hit.

"wide right, you're flinching"

She sighed "the target's too small"

"I made it bigger than I should have" you intervened

"eject the cartridge"

"I am not flinching," Ellie said defensively, only making Joel hum condescendingly.

"the rifle just sucks" she complained, clearly frustrated

"ok, give it" Joel gestured, giving up, and taking her place.

"It doesn't aim right" she continued blabbing, moving to Joe'ls right, while you were on his left "You'll see"

He sighed "a deep breath in, a slow breath out" he explained

"I told her already" you tilted your head, and he just bit down a smile

"you squeeze the trigger like you love it" He continued, and Ellie hummed in understanding

"gentle, steady, nice, and slow" he turned to you with a smug smirk and you had to bite down a grin, as your eyebrow shot up.

That was definitely his style

"ew," Ellie said, noticing the two of you "you're gonna shoot this thing or get it pregnant?"

You laughed "c'mon show us how it's done, Miller" you nodded to the rifle

"yeah" Ellie agreed "let's see if you're all talk"

"alright," he accepted the challenge, steadying himself before shooting.

Pow

"You... dick" Ellie breathed, and you smiled knowingly, of course he wasn't gonna miss.

"show off" you joined her, teasing Joel as he looked smugly between you two.

He got up and you both followed.

"He just got lucky" Ellie continued bitterly, talking to you

"of course" you agreed just to piss him off

"I doubt he can even see that far, considering his age" she said, making you laugh.

He turned at that, scowling at you both, and you could only grin as Ellie's eyes widened like she didn't definitely mean for him to hear that.

"whoops"

#the last of us #joel miller x reader #joel miller #joel miller fluff #joel miller x y/n #joel miller x you #joel miller x fem!reader #joel miller x female reader #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller fanfic #joel miller fic #tlou #tlou hbo #the last of us hbo #ellie williams #joel and ellie #joel and ellie fluff #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #bella ramsey

[maxsimagination]

𝗰𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗯𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 -𝗲.𝗱𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗲𝗶𝗱𝗮

warnings: smut. car sex. 18+ under the cut.

a/n: let’s pretend psg make it to the finals

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the last game.

the final of the division 1 féminine.

paris saint-germain vs lyon.

it was my first final with psg for this season, having just joined the club from liverpool. it was big change, going from the wsl to the french league but so worth it.

both me and fellow australian, clare hunt had joined the team but she'd come from the a-leagues. in the almost year i'd spent at the french club, i'd met all of the players and they were all really welcoming.

the first player that greeted me was elisa, the slightly taller defender bumping into me on my first day.

since then we'd hit it off, become almost best friends and started dating after a couple months. now we were walking onto the field together, to play for the championship.

nerves were rolling through my body; the pre-game jitters never got easier. our captain grace led us out to the pitch where the lyon players were lined up and waiting.

it didn't take long and everyone was ready, in their positions. the whistle blew and i shot forward, we were off.

——

half time came, we were 1-0 down by a shot from ada hegerberg.

after the break everyone was determined to at least equalise. it felt like a lifetime but finally the ball was booted halfway up the field by our goalie and i was on it immediately. weaving through the defenders wasn't easy, i had wendie renard and ellie carpenter to get past before their goalie.

i was smaller, more agile however, and i managed to sneak past them and shoot a clean shot straight into the top left corner of the net.

the crowd went wild and i jumped in the air out of happiness. we were equal now, 1-1.

the second goal came roughly 10 minutes after my first, korbin had made a brilliant pass to lieke, who was bolting towards the box, 2 defenders hot on her heels. i was just on the right wing, close enough to the goal to get a tap in, and that's exactly what i did.

lieke saw me unmarked and slid the ball across and i made a one touch shot into the bottom right corner. the goalie didn't know what was happening by the time the ball was in the net.

the stadium erupted again and leapt in the air again. finally we had a chance, we were almost there.

when that final whistle blew after 5 minutes of injury time, i sunk to my knees. we had done it.

the whole team, subs included, ran onto the pitch in a huddle that ended more like a crushing pile of bodies. i wiggled my way out of it and found elisa.

"we did it mon amour, we won! thanks to you!" she picked me up and pressed a kiss to my forehead. i giggled and wrapped my legas around her body, to hold myself up. the whole stadium was filled with the cheers of the psg fans, but at the same time, the humiliated silence of the lyon fans.

i felt bad for the team, they had played their best but it wasn't enough. but the cheering of my team bought me back and both me and elisa were wrapped up in celebration again.

——

the girls had dragged us all out to a club, celebration they claimed. so i was dressed in a deep blue, shimmery dress that i thought matched our team colours perfectly.

elisa drove us while the other girls made their own way to the chosen club. it was semi-crowded when we got there but we found everyone else at a table and sat down.

sakina announced that the first round was on her and almost ran over to the bar to order.

around 3 rounds later and sakina, me and a couple other were on the dance floor. sakina was easily more drunk than me, hence why she was practically grinding on me. i wasn't too bothered, quite enjoying myself actually. we danced in sync with the music, matching all the other swaying bodies on the floor.

however i knew one person wouldn't be too happy, because i could feel her glare from across the room. elisa wasn't normally that jealous but when she was, i always ended up under her so i couldn't say i enjoy it.

the song ended and i twirled sakina away from me and she latched onto another teammate to dance with. i made my way over to where elisa was sitting, sliding in next to her.

"bonjour, mon amour." (hello, my love.)

my hand slid onto her thigh instinctively, elisa leaned her head down to mine to catch my lips in a searing kiss. when we pulled apart she had a hungry look in her eyes.

"sakina is too touchy."

i chuckled at how grumpy elisa looked, rubbing her thigh in comfort.

"do you want to get out of here?"

i didn't have to whisper, the club was already loud, but elisa heard me and was all too happy to grab my hand and get up. we bid goodnight to our teammates and headed for the exit.

our car was parked outside and we made a beeline for it. well, elisa did, i was just dragged along. however, she grabbed handle of the backseat not the front seat.

"elisa, what are you doing? we have to drive home?"

she didn't answer, just pulled me in with her. her lips were on mine the second the door clicked shut, hands roaming up and down my sides.

we pulled apart for a brief second then her lips were on my neck. she trailed her way down to my chest where she slipped the straps of my dress down to play with my nipples. a satisfied groan left my lips and i wriggled under her. she took her time now, giving equal amounts of pleasure to both the left and right breast.

"eli..."

"yes, mon amour?" (my love.)

she knew what she was doing to me, a cocky grin plastered on her face when she looked at me.

"hurry up and fuck me!"

i didn't think it could happen but an even cockier grin was now sported on her lips as she hiked my dress up to show my blue, lace panties.

"all dressed up for me, are we?"

a blush covered my cheeks at her words, i did have tiny hope that we would end the night like this but in her car, i never would have guessed.

her fingers were now hooked in the sides on my underwear, and with a glance up to me for consent, she pulled them down. her fingertips grazed my clit, before dipping further down to my soaked hole. she gathered my juices in her finger and brought it up to her mouth, not breaking eye contact once.

my cheeks heated with a blush again and i could feel the tingling feeling travel down to my groin.

"so wet for me, bébé." (baby.)

"elisa, please. just touch me already."

she did as i asked, fingers finding my clit and immediately rubbing small circles around it. i hummed, the pressure on the bundle of nerves was sending little shockwaves through my body and it felt so good.

my hips bucked up into her fingers, desperate for more friction.

"eli, your fingers inside me please."

she pressed a kiss to my lips, which turned into a make out session, while she thrust two fingers into me. elisa set a steady pace, before pushing a third finger in.

i moaned into her mouth at the stretch, urging her to keep going. i could feel the coil in my lower stomach start to tighten.

"elisa, 'm close. don't stop."

she kept going, if anything she sped up, determined to make me cum. elisa rubbed against my clit, adding to the pressure of the already-tight coil.

i mentally thanked whatever god was in our favour for the tinted windows elisa had on her car. i wouldn't be able to live this down if she didn't. inside the car, there wasn't much speaking, only the sounds of her fingers slapping against my wet folds and my moans. i was just on the edge, i could feel myself clenching faster, then suddenly i was there.

"elisa, i'm cumming!"

"cum for me bébé, all over my fingers." (baby,)

i didn't need any further assurance, i let it go and found myself clenching uncontrollably around elisa's fingers as she helped me through my orgasm.

slowly she pulled her fingers out, licking them clean then pressing a kiss to my lips so i could taste myself on her lips.

once i'd come down from my high, she made sure to clean me up as best she could, slipping my underwear back onto my hips and pulling the dress straps up over my bare chest.

"well clean up properly at home, yea?"

#woso #woso x reader #woso community #woso smut #elisa de almeida #elisa de almeida x reader #elisa de almeida imagine

[elliesbelle]

skinny dipping

ellie williams one-shot

pairing: ellie x reader

synopsis: it's a wednesday and you go to a coffee shop. you hear the barista call a name: ellie. your ex-girlfriend. after some nonsensical chatter, she asks to catch up. have you both changed or are you still those scared little kids?

content warnings: modern au, ex-girlfriend!ellie, also ex-best friend!ellie, also artist!ellie, also a bit of mean!ellie, ellie and reader are in their mid-20s, cursing, verbal arguments, kind of angst, mention of character death, ellie and reader break-up, non-sexual nudity, minors don't interact

word count: 6.1k

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based on the sabrina carpenter song “skinny dipping”

It’s 8:47 on a Wednesday morning. You’d gotten an early start to your morning and figured you could treat yourself to a cup of coffee. Since you work just around the corner from the coffee place and had a few minutes to spare, you were at your leisure. 

You stand to the side from where the pick-up counter was, patiently waiting for your name and order to be called out. Scrolling through your phone absent-mindedly, your ears suddenly perk up when one of the baristas calls out, “Oat milk latte for, uhhh… Ellie?” 

There’s no chance that it’s actually her. 

But it is. 

You look up from your phone to see a flash of auburn hair. The barista places the oat milk latte on the counter to be picked up by a woman in a simple black t-shirt tucked into dark grey jeans and wearing a pair of old, black Converse. 

The woman mutters a thanks to the barista before turning around to suddenly meet your stunned gaze. Her green eyes mirror the expression on yours. 

“Hi.” Your ex-girlfriend suddenly blurts out. 

“Hi, E-Ellie.” You blurt out right back. 

The sounds of chatter from other patrons and chairs scraping and the cha-ching of the register are all drowned out suddenly as you’re both being pulled into a bubble. 

“Then go, Ellie! Just fucking go!” You screamed. 

“The fuck does it look like I’m doing, huh?” Ellie yelled back, throwing up her hands in frustration before going back to stuffing her belongings from her desk into her backpack. 

“Running away, like you always do!” You responded angrily. “You’re a fucking coward!” 

“Uh, huh, sure.” She scoffed, keeping her back turned to you as she zips up her backpack. 

“Just go back to your fancy fucking college with all your fancy new friends and go ahead and make your pretentious art and forget about all of this!” You said, tears uncontrollably streaming down your face. 

“Yeah, maybe I will!” Ellie retorted, whipping around to look at you. 

“Fine.” You sneered. 

“Fine!” She replied. 

You glared at each other, her angry green eyes meeting yours. 

After a moment of loaded silence, you sniffled, wiped your nose on your sleeve, and shook your head. 

“Well, you can go ahead and forget about me too, then.” You professed, making your way to storm past her and out of the garage. 

Before you reached the doorknob, you felt Ellie’s hand suddenly grab your wrist. 

“Wait,” She said, voice a little softer. 

You kept your eyes focused on the door, knowing that if they met hers once again, you’d beg for forgiveness that you didn’t need to receive from her. 

“Don’t.” You said firmly. You attempted to shake her off, but her grip stayed secure. 

“Let’s just—let’s talk about this.” She said with an attempt at rationality in her voice. 

“I’ve been here the whole time to talk. There’s no point in it anymore. Now let go of me.” 

“Baby—” 

“I’m not your fucking baby, Ellie!” You suddenly yelled, relenting to turn around and say this directly to her face. Her eyes were welling up with tears. 

“Please, I love you.” Ellie pleaded. 

You scoffed. 

“No, you fucking don’t.” You proclaimed. 

You shook off Ellie’s hand from your wrist once you felt her grip loosen. You yanked the door open and ran into the night. 

The flooding of memories is put to a stop when you hear the barista call out your name and order. You jump and so does Ellie. 

Awkwardly, you break the eye contact to walk to the pick-up counter right next to her, reaching out to grab your drink. 

You pull the coffee cup to your chest, as if the heat could radiate comfort through your body. Something within you summons a sliver of courage, so you decide to break the silence and dared look her right in those ocean-green eyes again. 

“How are you?” You mutter, so quiet that you weren’t sure if she heard you. But you were both so close to each other that you swore you could hear her heartbeat. 

“I’m…I’m good.” She mutters right back. 

Ellie surprises you with a tiny smile. You return it with a bashful one of your own. 

“Good.” You say. “I—I didn’t know you were back in town.” 

“Yeah, actually I—” Ellie hesitates for a second. “I moved back last month.” 

“Oh.” You say, shocked. “Oh, wow. I didn’t know that.” 

“Yeah, it was–it was a little sudden. But I’m here.” 

“Right.” You reply, taking a nervous sip of your coffee. 

“Umm, so…how’s your family?” She asks. 

“Oh, they’re…they’re the same.” 

“That’s good. How’s your sister Kiko?” 

You smile, touched that Ellie remembered your little sister. You’re reminded of how close she was with her, how much your little sister looked up to Ellie. 

“Oh, Kiko’s…Kiko. As always.” You say. Ellie smiles. 

“How old is she now?” 

“Turning 19 this month. She just graduated.” 

“Oh, wow. That’s amazing. I feel like she was just 5 years old, like, yesterday.” 

“I know, it’s so crazy. She’s actually taller than me now.” 

“My little dude, taller than you? That can’t be true.” 

“Surreal, right?” 

“That looks awesome, little dude.” Ellie said. 

“Really?” Your little sister Kiko beamed. 

“Yeah! You’ve got talent, kid.” 

You walked into your bedroom, holding a glass of lemonade in one hand. 

“What are you doing in here, Kiko?” You questioned, seeing your sister sitting next to Ellie on your bed with her sketchbook open on Ellie’s lap. 

“I was showing Ellie some of my drawings!” Your sister piped. 

“Oh, yeah?” You said, coming over to sit on Kiko’s other side. You handed Ellie the glass, to which she uttered a quiet thanks. 

“Check it out,” Kiko said, pulling her sketchbook closer to you. “This one is a picture of an apatosaurus eating a leaf.” 

She pointed at a charcoal drawing of a long-necked dinosaur eating from a tree. She flipped the page and pointed at a sketch of a girl who looked roughly the same age as her. 

“This is my friend Peni. I drew it while we were eating lunch the other day, but she said I made her eyes too big.” 

“And I told her to punch Peni for that when she sees her at school on Monday.” Ellie said. 

“Ellie!” You exclaimed, reaching behind Kiko to smack Ellie’s arm. Ellie cackled. 

“She deserves it! Her drawing’s perfect!” Ellie said. 

“Okay, but don’t tell my little sister to resort to violence!” You complained. 

“I think more people should be resorting to violence.” Ellie shrugged. 

“Oh my god.” You rolled your eyes. 

“Whatever,” Ellie laughed again. “Show us more, little dude.” 

Your sister enthusiastically flipped through more pages of her sketchbook, describing each of her drawings. You and Ellie listened happily and attentively, Ellie occasionally taking sips of her lemonade. 

“Oh, and this is you guys!” Kiko suddenly exclaimed. She pointed at a half-finished pencil drawing of you and Ellie. 

Your eyes widened and Ellie choked on her lemonade. 

You and Ellie were laying down together on your living room couch, fast asleep. One of Ellie’s arms served as a pillow for your head while the other embraced your hip to pull you closer. Your head was nuzzled in Ellie’s neck, arms wrapped around Ellie’s waist. You were both covered with a throw blanket, and you could catch a glimpse of your feet intertwined with Ellie’s at the end of the couch. Though just a sketch, you could tell that you were both in deep, unencumbered sleep. 

You weren’t sure when it was that Kiko drew this because you and Ellie had fallen asleep with each other countless times. It wasn’t rare for you two to cuddle either; you’d been best friends for a while now and you were very physically comfortable with each other. But something about the way Kiko captured this intimacy on paper felt further than that. It awakened something dormant in you, something you didn’t realize was there in the first place. 

Neither you nor Ellie seemed to know what to say. You both stared at the sketchbook dumbfounded, Ellie not realizing that she had some lemonade dribbling down her chin. Luckily, Kiko didn’t seem to notice the sudden tension in the air. 

“Oh! Hang on, I have to grab my other sketchbook! I’ve got a couple more dinosaur drawings I wanna show you, Ellie!” 

Your sister jumped up and bounded out of your bedroom, leaving her sketchbook in between you and Ellie. 

You continued to stare at your sister’s sketch. Even if you were five years older than her, Kiko was far more artistically talented than you at just the age of 12. 

Your fingers reached out to lightly brush across Ellie’s and your etched faces, but they were suddenly met with Ellie’s own fingers, who had the same idea. You both quickly retracted your hands after accidentally zapping each other as your skin touched hers. 

“Shit, sorry.” Ellie said, breaking the silence. 

“Oh, it’s okay.” You whispered. You tore your eyes away from the drawing to stare at your legs dangling from the bed. 

“That Kiko is a… pretty funny kid, huh?” Ellie said, laughing nervously. 

“Right,” You said. “Well, Kiko is Kiko.” 

“She really is.” 

An awkward silence continued to loom over you two, neither knowing how to break it. This was unchartered territory for you. You usually felt so at ease with your best friend, but something suddenly shifted. And you weren’t sure what it was. 

You eventually looked up at Ellie, who was twiddling her fingers. You noticed her chin still dripping slightly with lemonade. You giggled as Ellie met your eyes. 

“What?” She asked. 

“What is the matter with you?” You laughed, getting up and walking towards your desk. 

“What!” Ellie repeated. 

“You’ve got lemonade on your chin, dummy.” You said, grabbing a kleenex from a tissue box. 

“Oh,” Ellie brought her hand up and felt the wetness. “Shit.” 

She chuckled, grabbing the bottom of her shirt to wipe her face. 

“Hey, no!” You scolded, running over to her to slap her shirt out of her hand. 

“What!” Ellie said, indignant. 

“Were you raised in a barn?” You scoffed, handing Ellie the tissue. 

“Yup,” Ellie replied, accepting it. “Oink, oink.” 

You rolled your eyes and laughed as Ellie cleaned off her face. 

“You are so annoying!” You said, taking your pointer finger to push up the tip of Ellie’s nose, giving it the appearance of a pig’s snout. 

Ellie swatted your finger away playfully, snickering. 

“And yet you still laughed anyway!” 

“Whatever!” 

“Hey,” Ellie said, holding her hands up. “Not my fault I’m a comical genius.” 

“A comical dumbass, maybe.” You rolled your eyes once more. 

“Oh, you love me.” Ellie said, grinning widely. 

You and Ellie both chuckle. You’re surprised to find that you missed the sound of her laughter. 

After a few moments, you both fall silent. You feel heat rushing to your cheeks at the same time that Ellie’s freckles turn pink. Suddenly you don’t feel the need for coffee anymore. Your heart beats like that of a hummingbird and you feel as if you were sweating excessively underneath your short-sleeved button-down. Your lungs feel like they were fully submerged in water. You had to tear your gaze away from those ocean-green eyes. 

It’s Ellie’s courage this time that breaks the silence. 

“Well, uhh. Let her know I say hi, will you?” 

“Y-yeah. Of course.” You say. “And uhh, say hi to your Uncle Tommy and Aunt Maria too.” 

Ellie smiles, but you notice a hint of sadness behind it. 

“Sure.” She says. 

You give her a slight nod. 

Fidgeting with your coffee cup, you feel your chest tighten from the rising awkwardness. 

“Well, uhh, I gotta get to work.” You say. “Umm, it was nice seeing you.” 

You give Ellie a final smile and a wave, whipping around and heading out the door before Ellie could respond. 

The sound of a bell tinkles as you walk through the door of the coffee shop. You take several deep breaths as a million emotions wash over you. You take a sip of your coffee before turning towards the direction of your workplace. But before you could get far, you hear another tinkle of the coffee shop bell. 

“Wait!” You hear Ellie’s voice call out. 

Before you could turn around, you feel fingers wrap around your wrist. You both immediately withdraw your hands as you feel Ellie’s skin accidentally zap yours. 

“Fuck, sorry.” Ellie says apologetically. 

“It’s okay.” You reply, pulling your zapped hand to your swiftly beating chest. 

“Umm,” She begins. “This was really nice. Catching up, I mean.” 

“Y-yeah.” 

“We should…do this on purpose sometime.” She says, scratching the back of her neck awkwardly. An old Ellie habit you recognize. 

“Oh, umm.” You bounce lightly back and forth on your feet. “Yeah. Sure.” 

“Cool beans.” She says, smiling. “Are you free tonight, by any chance?” 

“Oh, I have to stay late at work tonight.” 

“Oh, okay.” She says, her smile faltering. She seems to think you were making up an excuse to flake. 

“But I’m free Friday night!” You say quickly. “I get off at 5:30. But if you aren’t free or if that doesn’t work for you—“ 

Ellie smiles. 

“Friday sounds great. Do you wanna do 6:30 at Raja’s?” 

You grimace slightly. 

“Won’t that be too nostalgic?” 

Ellie chuckles. 

“Maybe, but let’s do it anyway.” She says. Your cheeks feel warm from her sudden boldness. 

“We won’t sit at the same old table or anything,” She says, holding her hands up. “Just dinner. Nothing more.” 

You consider this for a second. 

“Yeah,” You say slowly. “Yeah, okay.” 

Ellie beams, knowing she won you over. 

“Friday at 6:30 then.” 

“Oh, that’s so fucking cool.” You say. 

“Yeah, you think so?” Ellie responds. 

It was Friday at 6:54 in the evening. Ellie was right on time, but you were kept at work longer than expected and were several minutes late. You’d rushed home to drop your work things off and make yourself presentable as quickly as possible for having dinner with your ex-girlfriend, thanking past you for already laying out the outfit you planned on wearing for the meeting. 

The diner was a 10-minute walk from your apartment, but you made it a 6-minute run instead. It had rained the previous day, so you’d nearly slipped several times. But you caught yourself each time, determined to make it in one piece. 

When you arrived, Ellie was already sitting at a booth, drinking water. You arrived completely winded, breathlessly muttering a hundred apologies. Ellie just smiled, telling you to take a deep breath and that it was completely okay. She seemed grateful that you showed up either way. 

After taking generous sips from the glass of water that was already waiting for you, you’d greeted Ellie properly with a smile. She returned it, and now you were both discussing all the tattoos she’s gotten in the past few years. You’d noticed one on her left arm when she pushed the second glass of water towards you. 

“How about the one on your right arm?” You ask. You’d gotten a slight glimpse of it the other day at the coffee shop. 

“Oh, umm.” She says, placing her arm on the table so you could get a better look. She seems almost reluctant to do so. 

You lean in closer, moving your head around to better inspect the ferns that decorated her forearm from different angles. There was something else engraved on top of the ferns that you couldn’t quite make out, but it somehow seemed familiar. Your right hand hovers over the tattoo, an impulse to touch it nearly coming over you. But you keep your fingers to yourself, afraid to cross that line just yet. 

“It’s beautiful, Ellie. Did you design this one yourself?” You ask. 

“No, uhh,” She begins awkwardly. “My ex-girlfriend Cat did.” 

“Oh” was all you said in reply, unwittingly withdrawing your hand. 

“Yeah, uhh. I got it freshman year of college. After…after my dad died.” 

“Oh.” You repeat once more. 

“Y-yeah. It wasn’t the easiest thing to deal with, and Cat thought it would help with like, the grieving process and all.” 

“Right, of course.” You say, feeling remorseful for having brought attention to the topic. 

Ellie begins to unintentionally run her fingers over the tattoo out of nervousness, drawing your eyes to it once more. You suddenly recognize what the final part of the design was. 

“That’s the…the moth. From your old guitar.” 

Ellie looks down at it sadly. 

“Yeah, it is.” 

You’re both drawn into yet another awkward silence. Fiddling with your fingers in your lap, you feel as if an anchor was dropped onto your chest. You’d known that the topic of Joel’s death might come up, but you were nervous nonetheless. 

You look up to see Ellie’s face to find that she was already staring at you. She didn’t look like she was upset with you in any way at all; in fact, it was guilt that flashed across her features. You realize why, and there was an unspoken acknowledgement that you were both thinking about the same thing. 

Ellie withdraws her arm back to her side. 

“I’m sorry.” She whispers. 

“I know.” You whisper back. 

You were sitting on the couch in Ellie’s makeshift art studio that she’d set up in her garage. You hugged your knees to your chest, rocking back and forth as you drowned in your tears. It had been almost a week since Joel’s funeral and nobody had heard from Ellie. Everyone asked after her during the wake, but neither you nor her Uncle Tommy or Aunt Maria could answer. She hadn’t made it to the funeral, and you were worried. 

It was four months into your freshman year of college. You decided to attend a university closer to home, only a half-hour drive from Jackson. But Ellie chose an art school in Boston after receiving a scholarship, all the way across the country. 

Deciding on a long-distance relationship seemed like a no-brainer when you and Ellie had discussed it after you both graduated high school. You loved each other, both as girlfriends and long-time best friends. It felt as if your love would be able to survive anything. 

The longer that Ellie was away, however, the more difficult it got. Your college was much smaller, compared to hers. You preferred it that way; that was a factor in your choosing to attend. Some of your peers that you grew up with in Jackson were even in a few of your classes, and this eased the anxiety of being away from home. 

But Ellie, a couple thousand miles away, was in a brand new town with brand new faces. You were nervous for her, fearing that she’d be a fish out of water. You knew how awkward she could be sometimes and you worried that she’d get lonely. But after a few weeks of college, she’d made several friends and grew to love Boston. This made you happy, but part of you was sad that you couldn’t experience this milestone in your lives together. 

You’d been inseparable since childhood, growing up together and going to the same schools and having the same friends. Along the way, you’d realized you were in love with each other. It was bliss, to fall in love with the one person you trusted most with your life and to have them love you back. You were both so in sync, even and especially after you started dating. She knew you like the back of her hand, and you knew her the same. 

But as you sat there in Ellie’s garage with only the comfort of your own arms, you started to wonder. You were trying to convince yourself that Ellie was pulling away from you because of Joel’s passing. But all the unanswered phone calls, missed flights to visit home, the growing disinterest in your side of the conversation affirmed that Ellie was becoming someone you no longer knew. You were still where you always were, but Ellie had traveled oceans away from you.  

You had your head buried in your knees when you heard the sound of the door unlocking. As you dropped your legs to the ground, you watched as Ellie entered the garage. She flicked the light on and jumped when she saw your miserable figure sitting on her couch. 

“Oh, fuck!” She yelled. “You scared me, babe.” 

She placed a hand on her chest as if to slow down her rapid heartbeat. 

“Sorry.” You whisper meekly. 

“What are you doing sitting here all alone in the dark?” She asked, walking over to her desk and placing her backpack on top of it. 

You stared at her in disbelief. 

“Where the fuck have you been, Ellie?” You said, ignoring her question. 

“What do you mean? I’ve been around.” She replied, her back towards you as she collected some belongings. 

“You missed Joel’s funeral.” You said bluntly. 

“Yeah, I know. I’m sorry.” She said, a little too nonchalantly. 

You watched as she continued to move around the room, rearranging a few things and rifling through drawers. She felt your gaze on her but avoided eye contact with you. 

“He was your father, Ellie.” You said after a few minutes of silence. 

“Adoptive father,” She corrected. “He wasn’t my real dad.” 

“He fucking raised you.” 

“Yeah, well,” She said, placing a few paintbrushes in her backpack. “Look how that turned out.” 

You were exhausted. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Ellie?!” 

She finally turned around to face you. 

“What?” She asked, taken aback by your raised tone. 

“Where the fuck have you been? Why weren’t you at Joel’s funeral? Everyone’s been worried sick about you, wondering where the fuck you went off to. Your Aunt Maria nearly called the cops, but your Uncle Tommy and I had to convince her that you wouldn’t be so stupid to go and get yourself hurt!” 

You’d risen from your seat on the couch now, glaring at her. 

“And now this about Joel? He was your fucking father. I don’t give a fuck what you say! He loved you so much, and it would break his heart to hear you talk about him like this.” 

Tears were streaming down your face as Ellie watched you silently continuing your outrage. 

“I know you need to deal with your grief in your own way. I know you’re sad and need time, but…” You sniffled. “Please don’t shut us out. Don’t push away the people who love you. Joel wouldn’t have wanted this for you.” 

Ellie scoffed, which took you by furious surprise. 

“You don’t know that. He’s gone. It doesn’t matter what he wanted anymore.” 

It felt as if she slapped you right across the face. 

“I’m so fucking sick of this.” She finally said after a moment of silence. 

“What?” 

“I’m sick of this town. I’m sick of the people here. I can’t fucking stand being here for another second. I don’t want this.” 

You stood there shocked, staring at a stranger who looked remarkably like the girl you loved. 

You and Ellie continue to look at each other from opposite ends of the table. She seems as if she wants to say more, to apologize further. But she stops when you give her a forgiving smile. 

“It’s okay.” You say. 

She returns your smile, sadly but with gratitude. 

Your moment of reminiscence is interrupted when your waitress approaches your booth. 

“Oh my goodness, it’s the troublemaking duo!” Your waitress exclaims. “I didn’t know it was you that Ellie was waiting on!” 

Heat rises to your cheeks. 

“Hi, Wendy.” You say, recognizing the old woman. 

“It has been so long since I’ve seen you two together! Oh, and now you’re both so grown up!” Wendy gabbed. “Oh, Ellie, it’s so nice to have you back in town! Your Aunt Maria has been going on and on for weeks about how excited she and Tommy are that you’re moving back!” 

“Yeah, they seem pretty psyched to have me home,” Ellie says, smiling kindly. “It’s good to be back, Wendy.” 

“Maria kept wishing you would move back after you’d graduated college! And I kept telling her, ‘kids gotta get their feet wet first!’ But look at you, back home again finally!” 

“Yeah, Boston was pretty great. But it wasn’t for me, and I really missed Jackson.” 

Wendy smiled at this. 

“Oh, having you two back here like this feels like things never changed. I wish that I knew you were both coming in; otherwise, I would have saved your usual table!” Wendy says, gesturing towards a booth in the corner of the diner. 

You glance over and see a young couple sitting together, holding hands across the table. They were slightly obscured by this old, beat-up jukebox that was playing some old 80s song. 

“Oh, it’s alright, Wendy,” Ellie says, waving her hand. “We’re good here.” 

“Well, okay!” She dips her hand in her apron. “Oh my, I forgot my pen and pad! Oh, and I haven’t even brought you your coffee yet! I swear, I think my brain is slowly spilling out of my ears every day!” 

Ellie laughs and you grimace at the image. 

“Let me go grab those things real quick, and then I’ll take your gals’ order!” Wendy says gleefully. 

“That’d be great.” Ellie replies. 

Wendy beams at both of you before making her way back to behind the counter. 

“Since when did you drink coffee?” You ask Ellie, to which she shrugs. 

“Kind of grew on me back in college. Still have to drink it with tons of sugar and creamer, though.” She says. 

“Ahh, well, that explains the oat milk latte from the other day.” 

“Memorized my order, huh?” She teases. 

Wendy the waitress saves you from your bashfulness by arriving with two coffee cups in one hand and a coffee pot in the other. As Wendy pours into each of your cups, Wendy decides to gush more over the two of you. 

“I was just telling Esther in the back how much we would dread when you two rascals would come in here. I remember how you two would come in and order one milkshake to share and a plate of fries and then pay us with dimes and nickels! Drove us nuts to count it all out!” 

You and Ellie laugh nervously, embarrassed over your childhood antics. 

“And you’d come in here and play that one a-ha! song over and over again if you had any leftover change! Oh, we all got so sick of that song that Raja almost took out the jukebox at one point!” Wendy chortles. 

“Right, “Take on Me” was what we always played,” You recall. “Sorry, Wendy.” 

“Oh, it’s alright,” She says, waving you off. “In fact, someone put that song on the jukebox a few weeks back and it made me miss those good old days.” She sighs, reminiscing. 

Ellie glances at you while you look at Wendy in her reverie. Ellie’s eyes look gentle and affectionate, an expression that hasn’t adorned her face in years. 

“Oh, I do miss you youngsters and your shenanigans. Drove me crazy, but it kept me young. Do you recall when you came in here absolutely sopping wet, Ellie?” 

Ellie blushes suddenly, scratching the back of her neck as her freckles turn pink once more. 

“Y-yeah. Sorry about that.” 

“Oh, you got the floor all wet and dirty, and your usual booth smelled like wet dog for a week!” Wendy cackles. 

“Oh?” You ask. “When was that?” 

“It was back in—” Wendy starts, but another waitress called behind the counter. 

“Wendy, honey! Table 12 spilled orange juice everywhere; can you grab the mop?” 

“Oh darn,” Wendy says. “Let me go take care of this mess real quick, sweethearts! And I’ll be right back for your orders!” 

Wendy walks off quickly and leaves the two of you alone once more. 

You glance at Ellie. 

“When did that happen?” You question curiously. 

“Umm,” Ellie says nervously. “It was that day. At the lake.” 

Your face softens in recognition. 

“Els, come on!!” You yelled, pulling her with you. 

“Dude, no!” 

“Els, 17 is way too old to be afraid of the water!” 

“I am not afraid of the water!” Ellie said, breaking free from your grasp and crossing her arms. 

Joel had dragged you and Ellie with him for a fishing trip by a nearby lake. He’d forgotten his bait box back at his and Ellie’s home, and he left you and Ellie to your own devices while he drove back to grab it. Bored out of your mind, you were trying to convince Ellie to jump into the lake with you from a large rock that oversaw the water. 

“Then you won’t have any problems if I just…” You made the motion of pushing someone. “...throw you into the lake, by any chance?” 

Ellie backed away from you, holding her hands up. 

“Don’t you fucking dare, man,” She said. “I will never, ever forgive you.” 

You groaned then dragged your feet to the edge. You looked over at the lake. 

“It’s not that high of a jump, Els! Come on, Joel and I taught you to swim two summers ago!” 

“Let’s just get back to the shore, dude. He’ll be back any second.” She said. 

“You know Joel won’t be back for another half hour.” You replied, knowing that Joel would find a million other things to do before heading out again. You skipped over to where she stood feet away from the edge of the mini-cliff. 

You grabbed both of her hands in yours. Her breathing hitched when your skin touched hers. 

It had been a month since your little sister unveiled her drawing of you and Ellie sleeping together. Ever since then, Ellie seemed nervous to be near you, much less be touched by you. You were still best friends and still as close as ever, but there’d been a palpable tension in the air after that awkward moment in your bedroom. It was as if you were both just waiting for something to happen, something inevitable. 

“Pretty please, Els?” You asked your best friend, batting your eyelashes at her. She blushed furiously. 

“You’re gonna catch your death if you jump in. It’s chilly.” Ellie said. “And I’m not lending you my jacket if you get your clothes all wet.” 

“Fine.” You said. You release her hands and walk towards the edge once more. Ellie’s eyes widen as you begin shedding your clothing: first, your shoes, then your pants, and finally your shirt. 

Ellie averts her gaze as you were left in just your underwear. 

“Problem solved.” You said boldly. You walk back over to her. 

It wasn’t as if you and Ellie hadn’t seen each other intimately before, having been best friends for many years. But for the last month, she started seeing you in a much different light and looking at you this intimately was opening the floodgates.  

“Come on, Els.” You said, tugging on her shirt. “Take a leap with me.” 

Before Ellie could respond, you sighed and turned away from her to walk back near the water, discarded the rest of your clothing, and jumped off the edge with a scream. 

“Goddamn it.” Ellie said, rushing over to see where you’d dove. She watched as you eventually emerged, ripples reverberating around you. 

“Let’s go, Ellie!” You yelled from the water. 

Ellie backed away from the edge, took a deep breath, and said, “Fuck it.” 

She replicated your actions and took off her clothes, all the way down to her black sports bra and boxers. 

You were swimming around in circles when you saw Ellie’s stark naked figure plummeting into the lake before landing ten feet away from you. You beamed, wading towards her as she rose from underneath. 

“You actually did it!” You exclaimed. Ellie splashed you, lake water getting in your eyes. 

“Ellie!” You whined. 

“You’re the fucking worst!” She said, pouting. 

“You love me!” You said, ribbing. 

“No, you’re the worst, I hate you.” Ellie said, splashing you once more. You splashed her back. 

You both waded closer to the shore until you both felt your toes touch the bottom of the lake. 

“You jumped in for me, you fucking adore me!” You giggled. 

“Oh, please, you wish.” Ellie scoffed before you reached over to squeeze her cheeks together. 

“Hey!” She said, muffled. 

“Don’t deny your love for me, Miss Ellie Williams.” You teased before giggling again as you release her face. 

“Nope, hate you ‘til I die.” Ellie said stubbornly, to which you shove her shoulder.  

“Well, too bad, because I love you!” You said. 

“Uh-huh.” Ellie replied, rolling her eyes. 

She began to turn away from you to paddle towards the shore. 

You take a leap. 

“I do love you.” You suddenly said. 

“Yeah, I know, man.” 

“No, Ellie, I—” You said, stuttering. “I-I love you.” 

She turned back to face you. 

“What?” 

You swam closer to her until your faces were inches apart. 

“I love you, Ellie.” 

Ellie blinked. 

“I—” She began, unsure of what to say. 

“Sorry, I just—I just wanted to tell you that, that’s all.” You whispered, looking down at your submerged and naked figure instead of at her. 

“No, it’s okay, I—” Ellie started once more. “I-I love you too.” 

Your eyes shot up to meet hers. 

“What?” 

“Y-yeah, I—” Ellie began, but she’s cut off when your lips suddenly meet hers. 

It was as if fireworks began erupting within you. As the shock of your kiss wore off, Ellie melted into you as she grabbed your face to draw you closer to her. You wrapped your arms around her neck as she pulled you in tighter. 

No amount of fantasizing could ever prepare you for the euphoria that was kissing Ellie Williams. It was like everything fell into place, like your entire friendship was leading up to this. It felt so foolish that you hadn’t realized this sooner, that you had to wait all this time to let yourself fall in love with your best friend. 

You were both pulled into this bubble where it was just you, Ellie, and the lake. You felt inevitable. 

You broke off, needing to catch your breath. Your foreheads were pressed up against each other, both of you breathless. Your head felt empty but your heart was full. 

Before you could say anything, you felt Ellie’s hands leave your face. Your eyes shoot open to see Ellie already at the shore, bounding towards the rock you’d jumped off from. 

“Ellie!” You called out, but she didn’t respond. 

You watched as she reached the mini-cliff where you’d both left your clothing. You thought for a second that she was going to jump back in, but instead, she was pulling her clothes back on. 

You made your way to the shore, shivering and embracing yourself. 

“Ellie!” You called out again. “Where are you going?!” 

Ellie had pulled on her Converse, quickly tying the laces into knots. Fully dressed, she looked down at you, still bare and exposed. 

You could make out her face from where you were, but you didn’t recognize the look she wore. It wasn’t anger or pity or sadness. You’d never seen her make that expression before. 

You started towards the rock, but Ellie was quicker. She ran off before you even got close to her, dripping lake water behind her and leaving you still at the shore, naked and screaming for her to come back. 

“Oh,” You say. “This is where you came after that?” 

“Yeah,” Ellie replies. “Wasn’t sure where else to go.” 

“I always wondered,” You say. “Cause when Joel got back, we drove back to your house, and you weren’t there. You never said where you’d gone.” 

“Yeah, well. I was just some scared little kid.” She admits. 

“It’s okay,” You reassure. “Me too.” 

You stare once more into the ocean in her eyes. You didn’t mean to bring up the past. You’d wanted to keep this meeting bureaucratic, free from the judgment of yesterday. 

You decide to break the silence with humour. 

“Kind of crazy how you ran away from me real fast.” You giggle, taking a sip of your coffee. 

Ellie doesn’t laugh; instead, she takes a leap and reaches over to your free hand that you’d placed on the table, putting hers over it. 

Your eyes widen as she looks at you in a way that no one else ever has. 

“But I’m not running away now.” She says genuinely. 

You place your cup down and give her a soft smile. 

“Good.” You reply. 

You feel the water finally flow under the bridge. 

author’s notes:

sabrina propaganda, sabrina propaganda, sabrina propaganda, sabrina propaganda, sabrina propaganda, sabrina propaganda

sorry for teasing this for so long! i have issues

the reader's sister's name is based on my little sister's name kiko :) they're also an artist and currently studying to be an animator!

hope y'all enjoy this! spent so much coming up with the concept and writing about it cause i have such a connection to this song! let me know what you think and reblog if you can ♡

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#ellie one-shot #belle one-shot #ellie williams #ellie x reader #ellie x you #ellie x y/n #the last of us #tlou #the last of us part 2 #tlou2 #ellie fanfiction #audio #Spotify #belle speaks #belle writes

[lucawrites11]

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hi, you can call me luca. i'm 20, use they/them pronouns and i am the anonymous writing the woso bits and bobs series on ao3

my asks are always open, please send me your questions, thoughts, headcanons, prompts, requests etc. (i do see them all but i will only reply to prompts/requests when i write them)

i am a lifelong newcastle united fan and currently just follow a load of woso teams while i wait for them to get out of the third tier of english football this includes but is not limited to arsenal, barcelona and man city and never includes chelsea for personal reasons. i love football tactics and stuff as well and always love to talk about it :))

(i just want to add that this is my secondary blog so if you don't see me interacting with posts and other blogs - it's because i can't)

masterlist:

leah williamson/alessia russo

make this the best dream i've ever known

complete: seven chapters

alessia invites leah over after united play arsenal for lasagne

[a hint of slow burn, first kiss, euros 2022]

i can't keep up

complete: one shot

alessia misses the uwcl qualifying penalty and breaks down

[hurt/comfort, established relationship]

maybe i should have called you first (but i was dying to get to you)

complete: six chapters

five times leah and alessia drive three hours to see each other and one time they don't need to anymore

[5+1, fluff, established relationship, acls]

you said it looked better on me than it did you

complete: one shot

leah steals alessia's clothes, alessia gets her revenge

[fluff, sharing clothes, wwc 2023]

tears are the words the heart can't say

complete: one shot

leah does her acl playing her girlfriend's team

[hurt/comfort, major character injury]

for better, for worse

complete: one shot

leah deals with endometriosis after a concussion

[hurt/comfort, fluff, established relationship]

is forever enough? (the series)

if i know what love is, it's because of you

complete: one shot

prequel: leah and alessia's chaotic proposals (can be read as a standalone)

[marriage proposals, idiots in love]

how long do you wanna be loved? (is forever enough?)

complete: twenty-nine chapters

leah and alessia's journey to expanding their little family

[ivf, pregnancy, SO MUCH FLUFF, marriage]

never knew the best was yet to come

incomplete: chapter one of thirteen

emilia russo-williamson is here, follow the first thirteen months of her life

[kid!fic, fluff, marriage]

jenni hermoso/alexia putellas

it's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday

complete: three chapters

jenni and alexia have been broken up for over a year and are living in different countries but then they have the world cup

[angst with a happy ending, fluff, suggestive, slow burn (ish)]

mapi leon/ingrid engen

i wouldn't know where to start

complete: one shot

ingrid has just opened her own tattoo studio in barcelona. mapi goes along to check it out and develops a crush

[fluff, getting together, tattoo artist au]

ellie carpenter/daniëlle van de donk

you'll always be my favorite new year's kiss

complete: one shot

ellie and daan get together in new year's eve

[age gap relationship, first kiss]

you know what the best part of today was? i got the chance to fall in love with you all over again

one shot collection

ellie meets daan's daughter as her girlfriend after dating for almost a year

[fluff, kid!fic]

the missing pieces (of our souls)

evie bronze

one shot collection

lucy's daughter, evie bronze, is iconic in the women's football world

[lucy/ona, past lucy/keira, keira/laura, fluff, angst with a happy ending]

#leah williamson #alessia russo #wonze #ao3 #woso #woso imagine #woso fanfics #ellie carpenter #danielle van de donk #lucy bronze #keira walsh #ona batlle #lucy bronze x ona batlle #luna #laura feiersinger #barcelona femeni #arsenal wfc #lionesses #olympique lyonnais #lyon #barclays wsl #luca writes #jenni hermoso #alexia putellas #futfem #mapi leon #ingrid engen

[skipper1331]

Surprise // Deyna Castellanos

a/n: based off this request.

"Did everything work? Are you on your way?" Alex asked your girlfriend.

The two of them came up with a plan to surprise you.

Ever since the World Cup started, you missed Deyna. Talking to her over the phone was just not it. Due to the time difference and your busy schedule, you only had little time for each other. Either it was for one of you early in the morning or late at night which made it difficult to have a real conversation. Most of the time it was just written messages that the other person would answer a few hours later. It was hard. You missed her so much.

Every time the lionesses would play she would send you a picture of her wearing your jersey and comment on the game. She knew you wouldn‘t answer because you were literally playing but it was important to her to let you know that she was supporting you.

"Yes, I’m at the airport" she replied, about to take a plane to Australia, to you. "Good. She‘s already in bad mood since you texted her that you‘ll be busy the whole day and won‘t have the time to text her," the defender explained, thinking back to the situation where she saw how your face fell as you read Deynas text, "i need to go but I’ll see you soon."

The call ended and about 20 minutes later, your girlfriend sat in the plane.

Your day went on without a single text from Deyna. She said she couldn't message you but you were still hoping for it. She didn‘t even say what she had to do.

You spent the day with the team, preparing for the upcoming game against Australia.

-

Standing in the tunnel about to play a World Cup semi final was a whole new experience. You were nervous but you wanted to win. You wanted to win for yourself, for the team, for your nation and most all for Alex and Lucy who never made it past the semifinals. You've known both of them for a while, played with them at City and for the lionesses. They were great players and role models, they deserved to make it to the final.

While walking out on the pitch your eyes were looking everywhere and nowhere. The stadium was full with yellow jerseys, supporting their home country. It was nice to see the matildas getting so much support but you were also grateful for the english fans who were there to do the same for you. It's great to play in your own country with a nation behind you. You had experienced the same thing last year at the home euros.

Deyna sat in the friends and family section with your jersey on as she watched you.

In the 36th Ella scored the opener but Sam Kerr equalized in the 63rd minute. The score 1-1, about half an hour left to play. Your girlfriend was nervous she wanted to see you win, to see you happy. England retained possession, little to no missed passes. Australia got hungry. They wanted to win as much as you did. You fought till the end, you wanted to help your team win.

You didn‘t know how you did it but as the long shot from Millie came to you, you tangled away from Ellie Carpenter who kind of stumbled away from you and then your foot hit the ball.

Goal! You scored in the semi final, making it 2-1 for England. Some team mates jumped on you while others hugged you, the bench going wild.

Your girlfriend cheered for you, celebrating with the english fans. There was only one task now: defend. And score If possible. Australia had their chances which stressed you out but you fought. When you had the ball you started running out of your own half, no one was attacking you. Before the australian defender could reach you, you passed to Alessia who then scored.

3-1

All England supportes celebrated while your team mates ran to the bench. You‘re feeling energetic.

Finally, the whistle blows - England made it. They‘re finalists, you‘re finalists.

Despite the win, the first thing you did was thank and comfort every opposing player. It was important to you. As you finished your conversation with the last australian you ran straight to Alex, jumping on her, your legs around her waist, "We did it!" you screamed. You felt so happy. As you celebrated with your friends you still had no idea your girl was in the stands.

Sarina held a little speech before everyone swarmed out "There‘s a suprise for you" Alex said while her arm was around your shoulders. "What‘re you talking about?" you looked at her confused.

"Look" she pointed her finger towards the stands, family and friends section, following her finger you saw it or rather her.

Deyna.

You looked at Alex, then back to Deyna. Was this real?

"Go!" Alex pushed you away from her, in the direction to the stands. Your legs started running, wanting to be close to your lover. When you were finally within reach, you wrapped your arms around her, your head in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent. "What‘re you doing here??" you asked, leaning back yet not letting her go.

"Surprise!"

With one quick motion, you pressed your mouth on hers. You hadn‘t seen her in weeks, couldn‘t feel her touch or anything. You just had to kiss her. "I missed you so much" you whispered between pecks, happy to feel your girlfriends touch.

Next stop: final

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#deyna castellanos #deyna castellanos x reader #man city women #lionesses #woso fanfics #woso x reader #woso #wwc23

[greynatomy]

sam kerr, i’m single

sam kerr x reader

first sam kerr fic! got this idea from a video i saw on tiktok. i wrote this pretty fast and is shorter than most of my other fics. does this make it a ficlet?

let me know what you think!

-grey

———

“Hey, Sam! Have you seen this video?”

“Which one?” Sam asks, walking towards Ellie.

“This one right here.” Ellie plays the video.

“Turns out I wasn’t not interested in sports. I just needed women to be playing— Sam Kerr I’m single…”

“Now that’s real funny.” Caitlin was the first to speak once the video ended.

“And she’s beautiful and single, Sam. Should think about sliding into those DM’s.”

Sam was speechless to say the least, but not for the reasons that her teammates were thinking.

———

The Matildas welcomed back captain Sam Kerr to the field for the first time in the tournament as they beat Denmark 2-0 to reach the quarter-finals of the Women’s World Cup.

The team was now doing their walk around the field to show some love to the fans for supporting them, and one person caught the eye of Ellie Carpenter.

“Sam! Sammy!” Ellie starts yelling, jog hopping towards the captain.

“What’s up with you?”

“The lady from the video is here! You can shoot your shot in person!”

“What are we talking about?” Alanna butts in.

“Sam’s very public admirer is in the stands.”

“What? Where?”

“Oh, shut up!” Sam walks away from them towards the stands.

“Ohmygod! She’s going!”

Now, most of the team are huddled up together, watching their captain interact with this girl.

“Hey, Alanna?”

“Yeah, Ellie?”

“Why’d Sam just kiss Tiktok girl?”

“I actually have no clue.”

At the stands, Sam had helped you get over the rail onto the field. She holds you close by the waist, your arms wrapping around her neck giving you another kiss.

“Your team’s watching us.” You mumble against her lips.

“Yeah. They saw your video.”

“Which means you did too.” You groan, burying your face onto her chest.

“Yup. And as far as I know, you aren’t single.”

“It was a funny video, you always tease me about not knowing a thing about sports.”

“It was funny babe. Very amusing.”

You’re interrupted by a very loud clearing of throats.

“Oh, hey guys.” Sam smiles, turning to face her team.

“You know Tiktok girl and didn’t tell us?” Ellie basically shouted for the whole world to hear.

“Yup, and it was so very hard not to laugh.”

“Screw you Sammy.” Ellie grabs into your arm and drags you away.

“Hey! Where are you going with my girlfriend?”

“Away from you.”

#woso x reader #woso #greynatomy #woso imagine #woso fanfics #woso imagines #ficlet #sam kerr x reader #sam kerr #sam kerr imagine #sam kerr imagines

[tightjeansjavi]

Joel Miller | Pre Outbreak | AU | Masterlist

Series

The Rite of Movement Explicit | pornstar!joel & pornstar!tommy | f!pornstar reader Welcome to Miller-Co, Real people, real sex, professionally produced for your pleasure

blue jeans n’Texas dreams Explicit | On-Going Series | horseback riding instructor f!reader Joel Miller, single father; total soft dad has an astronomically enormous crush on you, his daughters horseback riding instructor.

That Girl is a Problem | AU Explicit | On-Going Series | tattoo artist f!reader Joel Miller & Tommy Miller left their Texas homestead seeking new thrills. They find themselves working at an auto body shop on Hollywood Blvd. Joel meets you, a self taught tattoo artist working on the strip. You might be just the adrenaline rush that he was searching for. Or, his ultimate heartbreak.

Sarah’s Treasures Explicit | thrift store owner! Joel | f!reader Joel Miller single father to Sarah and Ellie, (his adopted daughter) Joel lives a simple life with his family. Outside of being a carpenter, he opened up a thrift store in town named, Sarah’s Treasures. Sarah, Ellie, and Tommy all encourage Joel to get out in the world and make new friends. You’re new to Austin, a fresh pretty face. You find yourself inside Joel’s thrift store when an online date bails on you.

Sunlight Explicit | Ghost! Joel | f!reader Edisto Beach; a small beach town located in South Carolina. Tragedy strikes September 26th, 2003 when single father, Joel Miller, leaves a bonfire unattended just outside his beachfront property. His daughter, Sarah Miller perishes in her room; the upstairs attic after Joel attempts to save her, but is too late. Driven with grief, two days later Joel Miller takes his own life in her room. The house has long since been abandoned due to documented strange disturbances that the grieving father resides within the home, and is unable to pass onto the other side. Joel Miller must learn how to love and forgive again before he can finally be at peace. Will you be able to help him on his journey?

One-Shots

Sunday Scaries Fluff | Smut | f!reader

From Eden AU | Pirate!Joel | Mermaid f!reader

Barbie Girl AU | Fluff | f!reader

Dinner & Diatribes AU | Bounty Hunter/cowboy!Joel | Runaway f!reader

Girl, I’ve never loved one like you Prom Night AU | high school student! Joel | high school student! f!reader

your mind, your needs Fluff | soft! Joel | f!reader

The Birthday Boy Fluff | soft! Joel | f!reader

take a moment to breathe Fluff | medical trauma | soft! Joel | f!reader

honey pot Smut | neighbor!Joel | f!reader

his eyes still glisten angst | comfort | f!reader

Tinsel Fluff | Smut | f!reader

My Dearest Angst | f!reader

My Joel Alternative Ending | f!reader

Guilty Pleasure Smut | Fluff | f!reader

Knee Deep

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⋆⋅welcome⋅⋆ call me ellis. he/him pronouns. trans, pansexual. fanboy. chronically online, i write fanfics and poetry. i stand with palestine. ambiverted infp-t. type six. sagittarius. gmt +9:30. founding fuck. just a jolly little fella tryna get by. i run @onedirectionandblank, the @bemyvalentinechallenge, and @thecornerwehaunt - please check them out.

autumnleavesforwinter -> holes-in-my-false-confidence -> timecanalwayshealyou -> roundagaininanemotionalblender -> theblackdog-taylorsversion -> fandomestloser

⋆⋅links⋅⋆ my ao3 my spotify discord: loneolecowboy - dms welcome.

fandom list, fic masterpost, requests, asks, tags beneath the cut

⋆⋅fandoms⋅⋆

one direction/solo - this is my main fandom. i rb all sorts, i discuss music, and i write fanfics. my main 1d fic atm is on hiatus. will be a few months before i return to it.

hamilton - this is my other main fandom. i rb my mutuals fics, and the occasional fanart. i discuss the songs and write fanfics. my main wip atm, watch the sun rise, is being updated as regularly as i can make work!

5sos - side fandom. i dont fic around here, but i *do* talk about their music a little bit (and calum. because like. calum.)

marauders - side fandom. i write fanfics (predominantly wolfstar) - all linked below.

rwrb - side fandom. i write fanfics, again, linked below.

heartstopper - side fandom. currently only wip fanfics, but hoping to get some out soon! mostly tara&darcy.

nevermoor - side fandom. currently only wips - mostly morrigan&cadence or hawthorne&___ fics atm.

noah kahan - side fandom. i discuss music and cry a lot. like a lot lot. was at melb. n1 of the stick season tour<3 (acoustic set!! view between villages!! passenger!! help me!!!!!) (seriously please leave asks/reach out, i love talking about noah.)

others:

ed sheeran

hozier

olivia rodrigo

conan gray

billie eilish + finneas

sabrina carpenter

doctor who

taylor swift

⋆⋅complete works⋅⋆

1d:

underneath the mistletoe - larry stylinson christmas au

tear away my tattoos - larry stylinson break-up au

just for a moment - larry stylinson break-up au

grey hairs - larry stylinson old age au

greatest fear - larry stylinson 1D reunion au

hold on - larry stylinson mental health au

orange juice - larry stylinson break-up au

gone - zayn's death au

they're singing deck the halls - larry stylinson advent calendar fic

challenge collections (including wolfstar, firstprince, 1d, hamilton)

whumptober 2023 - masterpost.

whumpcember 2023

whumpuary 2024 - masterpost

⋆⋅ongoing works⋅⋆

1d:

caffeine factor - ziam mayne coffee shop au - on hiatus.

letters from my bedroom floor - poetry compilation

hamilton:

watch the sun rise - fic post

⋆⋅coming soon⋅⋆

forever - fic post coming soon

2011 - fic post coming soon

painkillers series - series + fic posts coming soon

⋆⋅requests⋅⋆

i take fanfiction requests for almost any tropes and pairings, in the fandoms listed above. no explicit sexual content, no non-con underage, no a/b/o dynamics, and no y/n fics requests. one shots will most likely be written and posted within two months, depending on my personal schedule, and the complexity of the request.

⋆⋅tags⋅⋆

#mutuals - my lovely mooties #ask answered - asks #ellis is at it again - me completely bullshitting my way through life/being a complete dumbass. #ellis is angry again - me ranting/getting political

⋆⋅asks⋅⋆

ask whatever. be respectful. or dont. i dont really care.

⋆⋅mutuals⋅⋆

my lovely mutuals; @jittyjames 💙 @enchantedlandcoffee @keeganisabluegreener 💕 @felizusnavidad @surrowndedbylights💡 @fansykiltentragedry @queerhoodie @elledino @loveheartslouis @larrysballetslippers @braverytattoos @littleohs @hellolovers13 @parmahamlarrie @l0veproof @cc-horan28 🥔 @ravenclawdirectioner @mynightsoutofsight @weeping-in-the-willows 🍭 @skeelly @fandomgirl1999 @idontwanttobeabuzzkill @allll-these-ruins 🔞 @evilteapot 🫖 @lighter-like-a-feather 💋 @like-the-stars-i-shine @youareinlovetv @faintedlcve @abodyhasbeenfound 🌌 @anniesmusingsoneverything @starduckys 🦆 @lonelydncers @berryzxx @runwiththerain @foaming-sea @bodybetters @a-beautiful-fool 🦋 @half-eaten-baguetteee @fresasconsal @alltheliars 🔪 @i-must-confess-i-am-an-idiot 🍁 @kurtcobainsgreencardigan 🩷 @octoberconstellation @stars-over-ice-cream @rep-meow-tay-tion 🌻 @justlikeyou

(i am at some point going to assign you all like. emojis or tags or something. it is just 1:18am and im delirious so not right now.) (also this is absolutely everyone i follow who follows me back. i would like to get closer to a lot of these people, as i dont talk much to most of them. i also am always up for meeting new mutuals but im socially awkward so you gotta reach out lmao.)

⋆⋅thank you⋅⋆

this post is regularly updated for challenges/works/links, etc.

#blog intro #intro post #mutuals #ask answered #akeyla's little sing songs #ellis is at it again #love yall

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One Shot Character List

Pro Wrestling

Austin Theory

Becky Lynch

Charlotte Flair

Bayley

Rhea Ripley

Liv Morgan

Daniel Garcia

Chuck Taylor

Eddie Kingston

Jon Moxley

Seth Rollins

Adam Page

MJF

Mercedes Monet

El Phantasmo

Jay White

Mickie James

Sonya Deville

Jacy Jayne

Gigi Dolin

Isla Dawn

Alba Fyre

Tiffany Stratton

Fallon Henley

Adam Copeland

Christian Cage

Deonna Purrazzo

Toni Storm

Mariah May

Swerve Strickland

Resident Evil

Alex Wesker

Jill Valentine

Sheva Alomar

Rebecca Chambers

Mother Miranda

Claire Redfield

Ada Wong

Alcina Dimitrescu

Bela Dimitrescu

Cassandra Dimitrescu

Daniela Dimitrescu

Donna Beneviento

Carlos Oliveira

DC

Jason Todd

Bruce Wayne

Harley Quinn

Nyssa al Ghul

Talia al Ghul

Selina Kyle

Diana Prince

Harley Quinn

Pamela Isley

Laurel Lance

Lena Luthor

Alex Danvers

Kate Kane

Marvel

Bobbi Morse

Dottie Underwood

Natasha Romanov

Peggy Carter

Carol Danvers

Melinda May

Kate Bishop

Laura Barton

Yelena Belova

SVU

Olivia Benson

Casey Novak

Alex Cabot

Amanda Rollins

Elizabeth Donnelly

Rafael Barba

House

Lisa Cuddy

Remy "Thirteen" Hadley

Gregory House

Horror

Sidney Prescott

Sam Carpenter

Tara Carpenter

Tatum Riley

Stu Macher

Tiffany Valentine

Nica! Chucky

Nadine Cross

Mandy Lane

Amanda Young

Video Games

Karlach

Shadowheart

La'zel

Astarion

Orin the Red

Abby Anderson

Lara Croft

Ellie Williams

Kassandra of Sparta

Deimos (as either Kassandra or Alexios)

Aspasia of Miletus

Grey's Anatomy (and the other shows)

Meredith Grey

Charlotte King

Lexie Grey

Arizona Robbins

Addison Montgomery

Jo Wilson

Amelia Shepherd

Maya Bishop

Carina DeLuca

Izzie Stevens

Callie Torres

Mark Sloan

Percy Jackson (movies only)

Clarisse la Rue

Annabeth Chase

Criminal Minds

Emily Prentiss

Derek Morgan

Jennifer Jareau

Aaron Hotchner

Ashley Seaver

Tara Lewis

Alex Blake

Elle Greenaway

Penelope Garcia

Game of Thrones

Brienne of Tarth

Margaery Tyrell

Sansa Stark

Wednesday

Wednesday Addams

Larissa Weems

Morticia Addams

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Castiel

Rowena Macleod

Bela Talbot

Jody Mills

Donna Hanscum

Charlie Bradbury

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tags

all of the important/frequently used tags on my blog to help you navigate your way through 🤍

#asks • . * . — any asks that I answer will be tagged here

#mutuals . • — any interactions with my beautiful mutuals will be tagged here

#therapy with celeste • . * . — where you can vent or ask for advise to your hearts desire

#navigation . * • . — where you can find all my masterlists, tags, requesting rules, etc

#sam thoughts — where you send in any thoughts you have about sam (headcanons, ideas, scenarios, etc)

#one shots . * • . — where you can find all of my one-shots (500-4,000 words)

#headcanons . * • . — where you can find all of my bullet point headcanons

#social media au . * • . — where you can find all of my social media edits and au's

#blurb night _ • . * . — where you can find all of the blurbs published on a blurb night, just fill in the underscore with a (written) number! there has currently been (one) night completed!

#sn wip — all of your ideas/headcanons/scenarios for the 'sweet nora' universe.

#wip — where you can see the requests you have sent in that are being written into fics

#potential wip — where you can see the requests for people I don't necessarily write for that could, one day, be written into fics

#sammy's girl . * • . — all things we think sam kerr's girl would do / say. the type of girl she is. childhood best friends to lovers. sport journalism baby. the og wag. everyone's favourite.

#mrs arnold . * • . — all things we think mackeznie arnold's girl would do / say. the type of girl she is. intelligent queen. audiologist slayer. ready to take on the world. would die for west-ham.

#kcc's gf . * • . — all things we think kyra cooney-cross' girl would do / say. the type of girl she is. surfer grom. loves the water. big fan of dunking kyra under waves. watches bells beach every year. would spend her life savings on a new board.

#mini's mrs . * • . — all things we think katrina gorry's girl would do / say. the type of girl she is. best mum ever. kyra cooney-cross protector. harpers favourite. super-parent. supportive wife.

#hayley's angel girl . * • . — all things we think hayley raso's girl would do / say. the type of girl she is. physiotherapist queen. hayley's personal masseuse. self-care queen. totally over-protective. ribbon-outfit coordinator.

#steph's sweetheart . * • . — all things we think steph catley's girl would do / say. the type of girl she is. primary school teacher. long dresses and sweaters. big fan of using inside voices. gentle parents kyra as needed.

#foordy's flower . * • . — all things we think caitlin foord's girl would do / say. the type of girl she is. florist. professional flower giver. completely and utterly baby girl. utter romantic. would die for caitlin. cat mum.

#cha cha's girl . * • . — all things we think charlie grant's girl would do / say. the type of girl she is. highschool sweethearts. charlies loudest supporter. a tiktok sensation. meme queen. channel seven's favourite source for reaction pictures.

#lani's love . * • . — all things we think alanna kennedy's girl would do / say. the type of girl she is. sweetheart on the pitch. everyone's favourite. shy, soft-spoken queen. fellow matilda.

#mary's darling . * • . — all things we think mary fowler's girl would do / say. the type of girl she is. academic. loves studying??? too clever for her own good. is determined she is going to win the nobel prize for medicine.

#ellie's mon cherie . * • . — all things we think ellie carpenter's girl would do / say. the type of girl she is. french girly. oui oui. multilingual queen. fashionista. ready to design valentino's next ready-to-wear line.

#mccabe's gal . * • . — all things we think katie mccabe's girl would do / say. the type of girl she is. ausenal's fourth piece. total firecracker. doesn't take shit. the only one who will step to katie.

#jessie's baby . * • . — all things we think jessie fleming's girl would do / say. the type of girl she is. ucla sorority girl. pretty in pink. total girls girl. opposites attract trope. loves jessie more than anything in this life. classic party girl.

#bright's sunshine . * • . — all things we think millie bright's girl would do / say. the type of girl she is. single mum. total superwoman. diehard arsenal fan. the best thing to ever happen to millie.

#baby kerr . * • . — all about sammy's girl and their baby

#bubby flemming . * • . — all about baby and their bubby

some of my beautiful anons have chosen emojis so I know that it's them when they send in asks. feel free to choose one that isn't taken if you would like your own! you will have your own tag to keep track of our conversations 🤍

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#navigation . * • .

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say something babe, do something (Olympique Lyonnais 2024 Contracts)

"You're Losing Me" is about the events which led up to what happened in "Maroon" and I will not entertain theories to the contrary.

Anyway, let's have a chat about Lyon's 2024 contracts, which I have addressed a little in the past and privately, but with Hegerberg's comments, it's worth revisiting.

Here are the major 2024 contracts: Ada Hegerberg, Griedge M'Bock, Delphine Cascarino, Perle Morroni, Christiane Endler, Vanessa Gilles, Vicki Becho, Eugenie Le Sommer.

Those are pretty considerable players. We're talking about the club's best and second best goal scorer, their starting goalkeeper, one of the best center backs in the world, a world class right winger, a world class left back, and arguably a very talented youngster. Losing those players would be catastrophic for the club, especially because there aren't really any equivalent players wandering around.

But why are we in a situation where we could lose such an important part of the roster?

First factor: John Textor taking over Olympique Lyonnais.

Nothing good has come from John Textor being the new owner. He fired Aulas, decided not to pay Aulas' separation agreement, decided to sell the women's team to a friend of his but a stranger to the team, failed to pass the financial watchdog not once not twice but three times, caused massive upheaval in the club, and is more hung up on Botafogo than Beth Mead stans are about the thought of Ellie Carpenter breathing.

John Textor fired Aulas because he didn't want Aulas' influence at the club anymore, and while you can argue that as majority owner he has the right to do what he wants with the club's personnel, Lyon's men team is also sitting bottom of the league and is about to have their third coach in as many months. There is enormous turmoil at Olympique Lyonnais and John Textor is the sole reason for it. He doesn't know what it means to run a successful European club and thinks he can do whatever he wants just like he did with Botofago. European clubs work different.

Perhaps John Textor's only saving grace is that he sold Lyon Feminin to Michele Kang. That's a good thing.

Or, well, is it?

Obviously given the choice between John Textor running Olympique Lyonnais Feminin or Michele Kang running it, I will choose Michele Kang. She is invested in women's soccer, believes in running it like a business, and seems to, at the very least, have some sort of interest in the sports. She has Lyon's interest at heart from a business perspective. She shows up to games, has plans, has ambitions.

All good things.

But what she is lacking is European experience. The fact of the matter is Washington Spirit is not a heavyweight club like Olympique Lyonnais Feminin is and you cannot recruit players for Washington Spirit at all because of the fucking draft the way Lyon needs their recruitment to be run. This club, with its European ambitions, cannot and should be run based on the premise of youth promise or trades.

What works with Washington Spirit is fine because that is restricted to the NWSL where there are no consequences for bad draft decisions. Bad recruitment for a European team can, has, and will cost a team the Champions League. It can, has, and will cost a team the league which affects their ability to go in the UWCL group stages and instead a team will find themselves against the likes of a scalp hunting team like Paris FC.

A team can finish rock bottom in the NWSL and there are absolutely zero consequences for the following season. It's a closed league with nothing at stake. If a team doesn't make the playoffs one season, who cares? There's always the next season. You don't win the Shield, that's a shame. You don't get the winner's bonus but that's it, really. You get another shot at it next season.

Camille Abily raised this concern about the playoffs in her recent OL Night Systems interview. Because of the structure, there is an actual possibility that Lyon might not even qualify for the UWCL playoffs, much less the group stage.

And that is always, always, always going to affect recruitment for a team of Lyon's calibre. I don't have the calendar in front of me, but I think the playoffs are May 12 and May 16 (or somewhere around those dates). Let's just roll with that. Now, Lyon has too many experienced players, too many international players, to be satisfied with not playing UWCL one season.

Ada Hegerberg is not going to stick around for a team who is not going to play Champions League, she just won't. Christiane Endler probably won't. Griedge M'Bock won't. Delphine Cascarino won't. I'm not even sure if the 2025 contracts would stick around - Selma Bacha definitely won't.

The type of players Lyon have just aren't going to accept chilling at home during the weekdays and watching other teams play the UWCL the entire season. That's just not going to happen.

Even if you can lock down these players prior to May 12, 2024 - and that's a massive if - any player with self-esteem is going to have an escape clause. As I said, Hegerberg isn't going to stick around for a team not playing in the Champions League all season. It's not going to happen. So how do you prepare for a team whose significant amount of players will be gun-shy to sign and then will want an escape clause even if they do?

It affects the recruitment. I've been vocal about wanting Leuchter, but would Lyon really be able to attract her? Not as things stand. They can't promise UWCL until May 12 at best, can't guarantee playing time, can't really say anything other than "okay... but like ... maybe... think about it?"

So we're back to the Michele Kang dilemma: what can she do, exactly?

At the moment, absolutely nothing, because she doesn't even officially own this team, and can't own it until OL Reign is officially sold. Seattle Sounders FC have officially entered negotiations to purchase the team but nothing has been finalized, and we are back to John Textor's "trust me, bro" in terms of seeing if it even occurs.

Even Textor had kept on Aulas until the sale of OL Reign was officially completed then there would have been an element of stability which is missing right now. Kang can't even make guarantees because she doesn't even own them. Yes, she's there, yes, she's behind the scenes, and yes, she is showing up.

But she doesn't own them. She can't make those final decisions.

But there is one other major factor: crowd attendance.

It's not a super persuasive argument in my mind, but it's still there. Lyon players deserve bigger crowds than they have. Now, there are factors which do explain the crowd attendance: Lyon's men team are absolutely shit. That does influence crowd attendance for female teams. If the men's team is successful, then people will care about other parts of the club. This will upset certain fan clubs, but let's be quite frank about it.

When Lyon men were capable of winning games, Lyon Fem was hitting in the 25k-30k range attendance at the Groupama Stadium. Then COVID hit, the men started being shit, Lyon Fem went through a season where they were trophyless, and that leads us to today. I'm not saying all of those are great arguments, but they are factors we need to take into consideration.

Lyon Fem gets ripped into for bad performances. The crowd is extremely unforgiving. Lyon had one (1) bad season where they didn't win anything and it did affect crowd attendance at the women's games for the following seasons. There are consequences to not living up to expectations. Lyon's shitty start to the 2022-2023 had consequences which we're still feeling to this day.

The crowd wants to get behind a team who wins. Lyon (Fem) fans have always cared about the football more than the social gathering at games. When Lyon had those wins, the football was a given, and the players didn't have to ask for people to show up. Fans showed up because winning was almost a guarantee.

2020-2021; Fall 2022 took those guarantees away.

It's not to say Lyon isn't trying to rebuild that trust. They are. And I think Kang's idea of building a midsize stadium (10-15k) is the right one. But again there are logistics behind it. Groupama is not the easiest stadium to get to, and the scheduling, especially of the women's games, makes it even more complicated as well. A majority of Lyon fans are 18+ and therefore have actual responsibilities, such as their education or jobs. A 9pm game on a Sunday night is going to affect attendance for fans who work full time. A novel concept for some, but that is the truth. People will (should?) choose to pay bills over attending a game. Though maybe there is a correlation between football social gatherings and unemployment rates.

So yeah, fan attendance is higher in other leagues, and there's reasons for that, amongst which are scheduling (which can be changed by the FFF), and success of the men's teams (in the hands of the Sports Gods).

Hegerberg's comments were annoying and, if I am frank, a little offensive to Lyon. She made it seem like Lyon is deliberately being passive about her contract situation rather than the club having its hands tied due to John Textor's lax definition of management.

Is Lyon's recruitment going to be really, really painful as long as the playoffs exist? Is Lyon's crowd attendance going to suffer while the men have won one (1) game in 12 attempts?

Yes.

It's really, really hard to predict what will happen with the 2024 contracts because these players will only play for UWCL teams. For the first time since 2006, Lyon doesn't know if they will be one.

#all good love stories start in the rain #michele kang #John textor