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#Lina Magull
midnight-ramblingswfc · 2 months
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I truly believe that they all share one braincell
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katelynnwrites · 16 days
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'why don't ants go to church? because they're insects.' 😂
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soyouwinagain · 9 months
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alex popp scores germany's first goal at the women's world cup | 24 july 2023
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skipper1331 · 7 months
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Poser // Lina Magull
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a/n: based off this request. Enjoy:)
You loved to take pictures since your childhood. It didn‘t matter If it was the sky, a tree, an animal or anything. Everything was perfect for a picture, you just had to have the right perspective (and some editing skills).
So as many people you turned your passion in to your job. You even had your own photo gallery and were internationally known.
Let’s just say, you did your job damn well.
A few years ago though, you got a job offer - Bayern Munich - you couldn‘t say no. How could you? Sports photographer? You loved it.
You met the staff members the first day in to your new job, they were all super nice and welcoming, thankfully the language barrier wasn‘t as difficult - you had been in Germany often enough to have a nice conversation. It made it easier to feel comfortable and like Munich could be your home for the next few years.
You didn‘t meet the team until the recovery training after their first game of the season. Alexander Straus introduced you so no one would wonder why you were traveling with the team or that you‘ll send them pictures in a high quality of them to upload on their social media.
And that‘s how you met your girlfriend. Lina Magull.
The moment she saw you, she was intrigued by your beauty and your work.
It didn‘t take her long to ask you out and eventually to be her girlfriend. Strong years as a couple ahead of you.
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It was a hot summer day, pre-season had officially started and everybody was full with new energy.
You trailed along the pitch where the girls did their drills, your camera at the ready. The lightning was great, it made your job a lot easier and you wouldn’t have to edit too much later on. Taking more pictures of the new signings then of the rest was normal at the pre-season time. It was your job to present new players and enchant fans. But you took many pictures of everyone in general.
"Liebe! Soll ich für dich posen?" the german yelled as she saw you frowning at your camera, the typical wrinkle between your brows, biting your lip in concentration. As respond you lifted your camera, looking through it. The midfielder loved to pose for you, it didn‘t matter If it was on the pitch or behind closed doors, she enjoyed seeing you work. Two birds with one stone.
She started off with a few jumps, her arms stretching in all directions, then some dance moves. Slow dance, party moves as if strangers were around and moves as If she was wasted and with you and/or her friends. Your finger was almost constantly clicking on the camera's shutter button. There will definitely be some really good pictures.
Some girls even joined her and started to dance the Macarena dance. It was funny as hell.
The Munich girls respected you, not only because you were Linas (long term) girlfriend, but also because you were funny and sweet. As well they liked the pictures you took of them. You had a good instinct for the camera, years of practice, and also a good human instinct, you knew which pictures the girls liked of themselves and which they didn't, without them ever seeing some of the pictures. That’s what made you and your talent special. That little certain something, your own style hidden in every picture, your signature touch. You were an important part of the team.
"Are there any good pictures, my love?" the german asked, wrapping her arm around your waist. When did she get to you?
"I think so, they‘re always great when you‘re there" you giggled, winking. "Such a flirt" she laughed before pressing a quick kiss to your lips. "hey! you are just photogenic" you chuckled, clicking rapidly on the camera to annoy her, yourself going down in crazy positions to 'get the right angle' as she already did new poses; kissie faces, heart shapes out of her hands.
"You‘re a total poser" you chuckled, refering to one of your favorite marvel movies. "You did not just use a Black Widow quote on me, did you?!" she yelled, walking backwards to her team mates, her eyes still on you.
"What If I did?"
The german always mocked you for the love you had for the marvel universe yet secretly enjoying the times were you would force or beg her to watch them with you. The excitement your eyes held as she gave in. She even cried watching Endgame (who wouldn‘t??)
To make you happy and laugh, your girlfriend jumped up before landing in the typical Black Widow pose which she corrected slightly on the floor. You immediately lifted the camera and took a photo. Only one. It would have ruined the moment if you had taken several, somehow you knew that it was the photo.
You couldn‘t help yourself but whisper, "such a poser" one of the most iconic lines of the one and only Yelena Belova.
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While the girls were in the gym, you connected your camera to your laptop about to finish your job for today. You edited the important pics and sent them to the respective player. Editing does take a certain amount of time so the remaining pictures would get your attention at home on the couch or the bed, something comfy.
The knock on your office door pulled you out of your daydreams, your girlfriend standing in the frame "Ready to go home?" she asked. You answered with a nod and grabbed your belongings before walking out of your office, your fingers interwining with the midfielders.
At home, the two of you watched some random football match, the brunette laying exhausted on your chest while your hand massaged her scalp. As soft snores filled the room, you looked at your phone - the picture of your favorite girl in the Widow pose as your new backround. No editing needed, the picture was perfect just as you had predicted.
Maybe one day there‘ll be a special Lina Magull exhibition in your gallery - you definitely had a lot of perfect pictures of your favorite poser.
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translation:
Liebe - love
Soll ich für dich posen? - Do you want me to pose for you?
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wobvfl · 9 months
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Here you have a gerwnt distraction from all the Norway drama!! 😭
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billybob598 · 6 months
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33/34 for Lina magull
33. "Can I ask you something?"
34. "Dont ask me that."
You flop onto the couch in your girlfriends apartment, Lina watching a few feet behind you, unimpressed.
"Just tell me," Lina says, a hint of a whine heard in her voice.
You roll your eyes, "It's not even that big of a deal, Li."
"Not that big of a deal...not that big of a deal? It's a massive fucking deal!" Her voice rising with each word said. Your eyes widen at how serious the conversation all of a sudden got.
"Lina, I'm not going to tell you, just accept that, okay?" With a frustrated grunt, the German quickly walks out of the room.
A few hours later, the two of you are getting ready for bed when she turns to look at you, something clearly bothering her.
"Can I ask you something?" You nod, she takes a deep breath before continuing, "Where do you get your Croc gibbits?"
You gjve her a pointed look, "Don't ask me that."
"Why not?"
Shrugging you say, "Don't ask questions you don't want answers to."
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tresjoline · 6 months
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The girls are here 🥰🏟️
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Lea and Ann 🥰
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The Germans have arrived, and still not a brain cell in sight😂
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katelynnwrites · 5 months
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i love love love them ❄️⛄️
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skipper1331 · 7 months
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Tell and show the world // Lina Magull
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a/n: based off this request. Please enjoy:D
"Lina" you said as you stood behind the kitchen counter, chopping the vegetables for dinner. "Ja, liebe?" the brunette asked, eyes looking away from her laptop screen. "I‘ve been thinking…" you mumbled, suddenly feeling shy, cheeks slowly turning red, "what‘s wrong?" the german was immediately by your side, "stop the chopping, baby" her fingers laced with your own as she turned you around. When you didn‘t answer her, her hands cupped your cheeks while you started playing with your wedding ring. "When are you going to tell the world about us?" you mumbled, shy, afraid. She seemed confused, jaw tense, eyes that asked many questions. You never had a problem keeping your relationship secret or private. Lina did not tape her ring nor did she wear it during games or ever mentioned that she was in a commited relationship. Her private life was private. Where did the change of heart come from?
"Lately, umm" your voice was shaking - you didn‘t know why, you knew that Lina loved you, she was your wife but something was making you nervous. "Comments. The comments under your posts are getting worse. And- and these ship videos with G, I don’t like them. I like G, don‘t get me wrong, she’s awesome but-" you rambled on about the thirsty comments under her instagram posts, the ship edits you had on your for you page and your hurt feelings. In no way, you were mad at Lina, just hurt with the whole situation. "Hey, hey" the bayern munich player pulled you close, her hands firmly resting on their usual place around your waist while your head hit her shoulder with a quiet thud, "my love, look at me" she demanded softly. With tears in your eyes you looked in to the orbs you‘d loved for so long, "Is that what has been bothering you the last few days?" one of her hands cupped your cheek, wiping away the tears that spilled. You didn't want to admit it, it still hurt you a lot and seeing her do nothing about it was just another little stab in your heart. You knew she didn't read most of the comments except those from her friends and family, so you couldn't blame her - you didn't even want too. Your heart just stung.
In respond, you nodded, biting your lower lip to contain yourself, "Stop crying, please" the germans heart ached at sight in front of her, the way your body shook as the tears ran down your cheeks, "i would tell the world in a heartbeat, liebe."
Your eyes grew wide, only a sniffle coming from your throat, "really?"
"100%"
You chuckled at the determined look the midfielder had on her face, "do you want me to post something on instagram or a tweet or what? Tell me, baby, I‘ll do it" she pressed multiple kisses over your face, a nose scrunch in reply as you giggled along. "You‘re my wife and I love you, okay? I would tell every person in the world myself If that‘s what makes you happy"
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Match day.
Champions league semi final.
Bayern Munich vs Chelsea.
Lina was sitting at the press conference table with Alexander Straus as media teams were behind the cameras, many with notes and a mic in their hand.
"Der FC Chelsea ist ein starker Gegner, glauben Sie, sie können gegen so eine starke Mannschaft gewinnen?" an older man asked Alex and Lina, both sharing a look. With a tilt of his head the Bayern coach asked the midfielder If she wanted to answer or If he should - he answered. He told the interviewer, "From goalkeeper to striker, the most diverse talents have met - Guro Reiten, Sam Kerr, Millie Bright and so on - pooled together and formed a high class team. They are very good but not unbeatable. That's what we're trying to show today."
There were some more questions which Lina and Alexander answered before the last question before the game was asked.
"Nächste Frage an Lina Magull: Was motiviert das Team und Sie persönlich den Sieg heute zu holen?"
"Der Titel" she chuckled, "Wir alle sind super motiviert und haben ein hohes Interesse daran, den Titel mit nach Hause zu nehmen und das Halbfinale ist ein Schritt in die richtige Richtung. Am Ende des Tages, kämpft jede für das Team und hat seine eigene Person für die er kämpf, das variiert von Spielerin zu Spielerin. Für mich zum Beispiel ist es meine Frau. Ich betrete heute - immer - das Spielfeld, um meine Frau zu beeindrucken und ihr Strahlen am Abend zu sehen"
The whole room inhaled sharply - wife?! Why didn't anyone know that? Alexander had a smile on his face, of course he knew about you, all the Bayern people knew about you and they loved you - you were great.
Only then did everyone notice the ring the german was wearing on her finger; it was simple yet beautiful - it suited her.
Tell the media she had a wife? check.
Lina loved the faces she saw behind the cameras, there were shocked ones - jaw to floor, there were confused ones - huh? Did she say wife? and there were happy faces.
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Sitting in the stands next to Sydney‘s mum you saw the girls walking out of the tunnel. The Allianz Arena was sold out, red shirts everywhere. Even the mens team came to support the girls - a rare sight.
It was just wow. The girls played their hearts and showed their talent. It didn‘t matter that Chelsea got on the score line first, Erin Cuthbert with the header.
Bayern was eager and hungry.
After the first 20 minutes, Bayern played better than their best. Pernille Harder scored the equalizer, she didn‘t celebrate though, she turned to the few Chelsea fans, raised her hand a little and apologized silently. The Blues were her home and family once and still are, even If she doesn‘t play for them anymore.
Georgia was the next to score a banger - outside the box. It was beautiful, AKB had no chance. The stadium went crazy.
Last but not least, was the third goal of the game. The game had built up from Grohs, the Bayern keeper. The girls played a Tiki Taka, the opponents could only watch the ball, there was no chance of taking it. Bühl then converted it to 3-1, the ball slipping past her national team mates fingertips.
When the whistle blew, the stadium got louder and louder, fans were signing chants as they jumped around to celebrate.
When everyone finished shaking their opponents and talked to their friends, the girls swarmed out to sign jerseys and to take pictures. Lina though, she had only one goal in mind. She wanted to see you. You were often at the Bayern games but never in a jersey or at least never in a jersey with 'Magull' on the back of it.
Not until now, this morning the german had told to wear her jersey later, she was very clear with her demand.
"Hi, my love" she whispered after she had jumped over the barrier, her arms going around your waist. Your smile was brigther than the sky while you cupped her cheeks, proud of your wife and her team, "Baby! That was amazing!" The brunette just grinned at you, loving the big wide smile that covered your face. Shortly after your said words your arms looped around her neck, your head on her shoulder as you hugged her dearly. Her own head was hidden in your neck as she pressed soft kisses to it.
First kiss: i‘m so happy.
Second kiss: thank you for being here.
third kiss: i love you.
the multiple kisses after: wow!!
Many eyes and cameras were on you, multiple people taking pictures of the two of you. Yet it didn‘t matter, your heart fluttered at the sight of your wife, the way she interacted with you in front of the fans. Normally it was the bare minimum but not now, she had accepted the concerns you told her about and implemented your wishes, your request. She would do anything, absolutely anything, for you.
And If it wasn‘t clear enough, the kiss on your lips was. She gave you a passionate yet gentle and appropriate one, it was like in the movies; your hands resting on her neck, her own hands placed on your hips as she leant forwads, yourself leaning backwards in return. Lina felt euphoric, like she was high. High on love, high with happiness, high with everything.
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It was safe to say, Lina‘s announcement at the press conference went viral, multiple clips across the internet. As well as various edits of the scene in the stadium.
The german international broke the internet, yet it wasn‘t enough for her.
She had announced it to the media, she had demonstrated the fans and she was about to show the world.
linamagull
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stanwaygeorgia and 36.047 thousand others
linamagull ❤️
it was that simple. 4 pictures with more or less the same gesture. You in her arms, just with a different view. The pictures were taken over the years, they still gave you enough privacy but a clear statement was made: Lina Magull was happily married.
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translation:
Der FC Chelsea ist ein starker Gegner, glauben Sie, sie können gegen so eine starke Mannschaft gewinnen? - Chelsea are a strong opponent, do you think you can win against such a strong team?
Nächste Frage an Lina Magull: Was motiviert das Team und Sie persönlich den Sieg heute zu holen - Next question for Lina Magull: What motivates the team and you personally to win today
Wir alle sind super motiviert und haben ein hohes Interesse daran, den Titel mit nach Hause zu nehmen und das Halbfinale ist ein Schritt in die richtige Richtung. Am Ende des Tages, kämpft jeder für das Team und hat seine eigene Person für die er kämpf, das variiert von Spielerin zu Spielerin. Für mich zum Beispiel ist es meine Frau. Ich betrete heute - immer - das Spielfeld, um meine Frau zu beeindrucken und ihr Strahlen am Abend zu sehen - We are all motivated and very interested in taking the trophy home and the semi-final is a step in the right direction. At the end of the day, everyone fights for the team and has their own person to fight for, it varies from player to player. For me, for example, it is my wife. I step on the pitch today - always - to impress my wife and see her bright smile in the evening.
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alexbkrieger13 · 19 days
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soccer-love · 1 year
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It's the anon that ask would you write a lea Schuller one here is my request maybe reader left to join Wolfsburg and lea stopped talking to her and now they are coming up against each other and lea refused to shake readers hand and they get into a pushing match after reader made a tackle on resder at end of game lea and resder alogised and ask reader out and kisses her
Why did you leave?
Lea Schüller x reader
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Lea couldn't remember what happened. 
She wasn't even sure if anything happened?
She just remembered that suddenly and without any warning, your couch announce that you ended your contract and would leave to Wolfsburg. 
And the day you left, when she wanted to say goodbye and she walked down the street to your apartment, she saw your black car pulling out of the driveway and driving away. 
At that moment, she felt something die inside her. 
Your old team mates wondered why you left, of curse Wolfsburg was one of the best German clubs, probably one of the best in Europe, but they knew that you loved Munich. 
That you loved your team. 
But maybe, everything was just an illusion. 
Maybe you didn't love it as much, as they thought you did. 
Days passed by and turned into weeks, weeks into months. 
And before she knew, one year had past. 
One birthday, one Christmas, one season of soccer, had passed by without you. 
Even the European women’s championship, passed without you, because of an injury you got shortly after leaving to Wolfsburg.
And Lea felt herself moving on, she could fall asleep at night, without asking herself what you were probably doing in that moment, she could walk past your favorite coffee shop, without asking herself if you’d still love Latte with Oatmilk and one cube of sugar. She could run through the Olympic Park, without having to remember the times you sat there, daydreaming about your future with her. 
She moved on. 
But sometimes, she had moments where she missed you so much, it felt like someone stopped her heart with a knife. And then she looked back at the pictures, she had still saved on her phone. 
Memories of the things you did together. Memories of you. 
And then almost one year and three months, after you left, she heart the news. 
Bayern was going to play a friendly against Wolfsburg in less than two weeks.  
“Finally, I really want to see Y/N again.” Laura cheered as they talked about the upcoming game in the looker room after practice. 
“Yeah me too, I haven't seen her in like four months.” Lina agreed, not noticing Leas confused look. 
“How do you mean that?” 
“What?” Lina asked, turning around to face Lea. 
“That you haven't seen her in four months.” 
“Like that I last saw her, four moths ago when I visited her in Wolfsburg.” Lina answers, completely confused. 
“Wait she....she still talks with you?” Lea asks, almost the whole team stopped with what they were doing, confuse by Leas question. 
“Yeah, she's still talking with a lot of us.” Sarah cuts in and then she realizes what was going on. “Wait she doesn't talk to you anymore?” 
“She stopped the day she left.” Lea whispers, tears forming in her eyes. 
The first one to walk over and pull her into a hug, was Klara, because she exactly knew how much the forward, liked you. 
She let Lea, hold onto her, crying on her shoulder, about the fact, that you continued to talk to everyone. 
Everyone except her. 
Slowly, the other team mates came closer and it turned into a big group hug.
Everyone could feel the pain that came from the normally so strong forward. 
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The match, was hold in Wolfsburg, but without viewers. 
Mostly because it's only a small game, what they want to use to analyze what the players can do better during the games. 
Lea thought she would feel sad, when she saw you but she wasn't. 
She felt absolutely nothing. 
Not even when she saw you joking around with your new team mates during warm up. 
And when both teams assembled in the tunnel, ready to walk out for the game and she stands next to you, only separated by a couple of meters of air, she fels nothing. 
She just stares at the back of Caro’s head in front of her. 
When they walk out, she shakes everybody's hand, but when it’s your turn, she just walks past you, ignoring the disappointed look on your face. 
During the first half of the game, you barely have any contact with her, since she was a forward and you're a defender. 
In the 58 Minute, the Bayern players managed to get trough the defenders and Lina Magull scores a goal. 
Only seven minutes later, Ewa Pajor managed to score a goal for Wolfsburg. 
After the normal time is up they give five minutes extra time. 
One minute is left as the Bayern players again get passt the defenders, well past everyone but one.
Lea got a perfect pass from Caro and run towards the box and was about to shoot the ball, when Y/N run towards her. 
Y/N kicked the ball away, but accidentally hit Leas foot, forcing her to trip over Y/N. 
“Are you insane?” Lea shouts, suddenly feeling anger burning inside of her. 
“You could have fucking inured me.” Lea adds, getting up within seconds and shooting a angry look at Y/N. 
“Sorry I-” 
“Stop fucking apologizing.” Lea cut Y/N off, the defender tried to walk closer to Lea, asking her to calm her down. 
Lea grabbed Y/N by her shoulders and pushed her away, suddenly not just being angry about the foul, but about everything that happened in the last year.
Or rather everything that didn't happened.  
Y/N was about to fight back, when she suddenly felt two arms around her body. 
Poppi knew the young defender longe enough to know that it would be better for both, Lea and Y/N, to hold her back. 
Obi and Linda apparently had the same idea, both of them holding Lea back from killing Y/N. 
The referee, gave Y/N a red card for the foul, which means she had to leave the pitch. 
And of curse they also noticed Lea pushing Y/N away, so they gave her a yellow card too. 
“Fuck you.” Y/N mutters as she leaves the pitch. 
The Bayern team gets a box kick but they don't score another goal before the game finishes. 
“What was up with you, out there?” Obi asks as she gets to Lea, confused by Leas behavior when she got fouled. 
“Just seeing her, makes me wanna hit her.” Lea mutters under her breath.
“Why? What happened between you two?” 
Lea stops her walk towards the locker room, turning towards her best friend. 
“She left, without saying why, without saying goodbye. But apparently she continued talking to everyone, except me. She just cut me out of her live.” Lea says, her voice turning from angry into sadness. 
“That sucks.” Obi gives her a soft hug before pulling away. 
“Lets get chanced.” They separate at the locker rooms, Lea going with the other Bayern players. Obi following her team mates from Wolfsburg. 
Y/N was the first one to leave the locker room again, but she just waited around the corner, keeping an eye at the door to the locker room of the other team, hoping to see Lea. 
She watched many of the players coming out, but not Lea. 
One of the last one to come out, was Giulia and she noticed Y/N. 
“She’s still in there, the only one left.” she said , looking at the door to the locker room before looking back at Y/N. “You should talk to her.” 
After Giulia went away, Y/N took a deep breath before knocking on the door. 
No one answered. 
“Lea?” Y/N asks as she opens the door. 
The sound of her name coming from you, something she missed so much, forced Lea to look up. 
Her eyes meet yours and suddenly, after being calm for so many minutes, she felt all of her feelings rushing back trough her body. 
Anger, disappointment, fear but also love. 
“Are..are you okay?” It was the first thing that came to your mind that you could say without sounding like an asshole. 
But she still got it wrong. 
“You are an ass, Y/N Y/L/N.” she stood up, walking towards you and before you could do anything she slapped the younger girl across the face. 
“You come her, after months, no after a year of not talking to me and all you do is asking me if I’m okay, after you almost injured me. So no I’m not okay.” Lea shouted, hitting Y/N with her fist on the shoulder, pushing her back against the wall. 
“I’m sorry.” Y/N whispered, pulling Lea against her, knowing that this was one of the best ways to calm her down. 
“No, no.” Lea fights back, trying to get away from Y/N, tears rushing down her face. 
“I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.” Lea repeated these words, over and over again. 
But at the same time, she feelt herself, stopping to fight back against Y/N, letting the defender pull her into her arms as they sink onto the floor. 
“I hate you.” Lea whispers, her crying slowly stopsing. 
“Why the hell did you leave?” she looked up, again meeting Y/N eyes. 
“I can't-” 
“No, don't give me some stupid excuse. You just, you left without saying anything. And then one year later, I hear that you still talk to anyone except me. I thought we were friends, so don't give me some stupid excuse, just tell me.” 
“Because I love you.” Y/N said without thinking, but it was the truth. 
“I was...no I’am still so in love with you and I...I just couldn't live with that, it hurt me so much to se you everyday, to be friends with you and knowing that you would never be mine. But when I left, it just hurt so much more.” The defender explained, her hand on Leas shoulder, their faces only inches apart. 
“God you are such an idiot.” Lea said, her hand finding Y/N neck. “Because I love you so fucking much and you never noticed.” 
Y/N didn't know what to do, she just sat there, Lea wrapped in her arms, completely caught off guard by the fact that Lea loves her too. 
She loves her too.
“Just kiss me!” Lea demanded, pulling her former teammate against her, into a soft kiss. 
Lea knew that this kiss wouldn't just magically rebuild the relationship that they had, wouldn't set there timer back, to the moments a year ago when everything was still good the way it was. 
But she felt something heal inside of her, like someone softly put a plaster over the wounds in her heart. 
“Why are we so dump?” Y/N whispers, leaning her forehead against Leas. 
“Never leave me again, okay? I wouldn't survive it to loose you again.” 
“You won't, I promise. I swear.” 
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tresjoline · 6 months
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Some warm-up scenes 😌⚽️🏟️
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