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✨ does it ever drive you crazy just how fast the night changes ✨
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God is Not Mocked
Do not deceive yourselves. God is not to be scoffed at. For whatever a man sows, that he will also reap.
— Galatians 6:7 | Weymouth New Testament (WNT)
The Weymouth New Testament is in the public domain.
Cross References: Job 4:8; Job 13:9; Hosea 10:13; 1 Corinthians 6:9; 2 Corinthians 9:6
#God#righteousness#harvest#mockery#deception#Galatians 6:7#The Epistle of Galatians#New Testament#WNT#Weymouth New Testament Bible
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Anyone else have a slight heart attack when they saw this?!?
#preath#uswnt#uswnt woso#woso#sports#womens soccer#soccer#womens sports#wnt#usa#soccer players#tobin heath#athletes#us soccer#christen press#cp23#th17#th77
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Buuut I see why she deleted the tweets she's definitely dragging Ali, eek.
#hilarie burton#sophia bush#ashlyn harris#ali krieger#erin foster#chad michael murray#women's soccer#uswnt#gotham fc#angel city fc#wnt#pop culture#gossip#celebrity gossip#one tree hill
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I don’t understand how Wind and Truth isn’t as symmetrical as Knights of Wind and Truth. They’re both an odd number of words so even if you split it down the middle they are still even on both sides
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Ok hear me out
Colombia is a third world country, here they don't care about women, on a daily basis we have to suffer from all kinds of abuse, and in football is no different, by the way, is even worse, insults, physical and sexual abuse to the players are reported a lot.
Yesterday I was at a mall buying something, and one of the shops there is the Adidas one. There, the first thing you could see is Linda Caicedo's picture, alongside mannequins with her uniform. The respect Women's football is starting to get here is massive, in the news all sports headlines are about the Women's National Team, barely even mentioning the men's team. Hell, even the conversations are about them now, we were drinking with some coworkers and the topic was about their huge capabilities. All I mentioned before is the FIRST TIME this has happened. Previously the only comments we got about the WNT were about how all of them were disgusting lesbians and they should get sex toys if they ever won, nope, not exaggerating, literally that was what they said.
SO WE'RE AMAZING AND WE WILL WIN THE WHOLE THING. I'VE PLANTED THE SEED AND I WILL SEE THE HARVEST
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I CANNOT BELIEVE IT I CANNOT BELIEVE I WAS HERE I AM SO HAPPY FOR THIS
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Wake Up Call || Jessie Fleming
warnings : this is pure smut. somnophilia (consensual fucking while asleep), strap-on, anal fingering, pussy-eating. enjoy.
summary : jessie comes home to you having some vivid dreams. a good girlfriend always helps their girl in need.
Jessie walked into your shared apartment at 5 am, having flown into London at the last minute to surprise you. She crept in and greeted Milo your dog, giving him lots of pets to try and keep him from barking in excitement and waking you. She dumps her bags at the door and leaves her shoes at the door which she knows she’ll get reprimanded for in the morning but that’s something for her to deal with later.
The door is a little ajar and the bathroom shines a sliver of light into your bedroom. The fan is on high and the AC hums just a touch.
She looks towards the bed and smiles. There she was, the person whom she was sure her bones missed. You looked so peaceful, nose and cheeks lit by the light from the bathroom. They were tinted a little red from the cold room and Jessie turned it down a little. The sun was coming up just a touch in the distance and she knew that you would be up for work soon.
There was a book on the bed face down and she noticed her pillows cradling your head instead of your own. You had her ratty UCLA shirt on, hair tousled from sleep. Your mouth was slightly open and your breath steady. Nothing made her heart swell more than seeing you sleep so peacefully.
She tried to make as little noise as possible getting herself ready for bed, brushing her teeth, and throwing one of your sweats and t-shirts on before standing at the foot of the bed with a little smirk on her face.
She stared at you, watching your body. You had been making noises while she took the fastest shower in the history of man, whines, and whimpers coming from your lips that weren’t exactly soft.
Your hips ground into the soft mattress.
Your hands gripped the silk sheets tight.
Your eyebrows furrowed in frustration.
Your lips moaned only one name.
Jessie.
You were having a wet dream.
About your girlfriend.
A good girlfriend took care of her girl’s needs, didn’t they?
Jessie was no longer dog-tired. No, that warm shower made her sleepy but the sultry sound of your voice moaning her name was one that she admits she missed. The phone sex was great but the mics never picked up on the soprano and alto tones of your voice that drove her crazy.
Jessie stood in front of her bedside drawer with her hand on the knob for a solid 30 seconds, debating if she should do what she impulsively wanted to do. You’ve said yes to what she was about to do but she didn’t want to disrupt your sleep.
“Fuck it,” Jessie mumbles to herself, opening the drawer a little too aggressively to pull out her strap. She also notices the lube running low and smirks to herself, putting a reminder in her head to ask you about it later.
She settled the harness comfortably over her hips and threw her shirt off, crawling onto the bed. Jessie smirked and listened to your moans.
“Please Jessie,” you begged, shifting to the middle of the bed with your leg pushed up. Perfect.
“I know darling, just a minute sweetheart,” Jessie cooed, pushing your shirt up and kissing down your back softly. She bit her lip and got a little shy at the sight of a wet patch on your grey underwear, hooking her fingers on the thick band and pulling it off. Your hips lifted for her and for a second she thought you were awake but you only whined a little more and your eyes were still shut.
Her thick fingers dragged themselves through your slick folds and she smiled to herself, lathering what she gathered all over her cock. She sat on your leg and used her hand to keep your leg wide open for her. Her cock was thick and long, one that you took with ease and it never failed to make Jessie wetter than she had ever been in her life when you bottomed out on it.
“Easy baby, there you go angel,” Jessie muttered to herself more than you, guiding her cock right into your aching pussy. It swallowed her up and fluttered a little when she bottomed out, Jessie swore she saw you smirk a little in your sleep now that you were filled. She gave you a couple of seconds to adjust before taking matters into her own hands, hovering over you to thrust gently. She knew you liked being asleep for as long as she could keep you that way, wanting nothing more than to wake up with sticky underwear and soreness that you could’ve sworn you didn’t go to bed with.
“Jessie,” you moaned, hips rolling back into her as she thrust slow but deep. Jessie tried her best to keep her composure but the way your ass looked and the little whine in your voice almost begging for her broke her focus.
She grabbed your hips and thrust in deep. She moaned as she fucked you, rousing you from your sleep. You were a deep sleeper, nothing could wake you in the mornings sometimes Jessie often resorted to a spray bottle with water she labeled with your name.
“You like that baby?” Jessie asked your sleepy form. She leaned over and pressed her lips to your ears, her Canadian accent slipping through as her hips picked up speed.
“What, is that what you pussy needed darling? Needed me to fuck your needy pussy, is that it?”
Your eyes shoot open and you struggle a little before realizing it’s Jessie, balls deep inside you fucking you awake.
“Jessie!”
“Been saying that a lot tonight, doll,” Jessie teased, kneeling behind you and gripping your hips to grind into you gently.
“When did you get back?” you ask, arching your down onto the mattress. Jessie audibly groans, thrusting a little faster.
“An hour ago,” Jessie answered, fingers digging into the meat of your hips. There were white streaks where she held you too tight and it sent a rush of blood that left a sultry tingle in your thighs. Jessie pushes you down fully, legs extending between her legs in a prone position. She pulls out and scoots down, spreading your ass and exposing your pussy. The sun is brighter now, light shining perfectly to cast an orange glow on your core. Jessie digs in, sloppily eating you out to her heart’s content. Her hands knead the flesh of your ass as she moans in pleasure, heart happy to have your taste on her tongue again.
“Fuck I missed you babygirl,” Jessie mumbles as she kisses up your back. You felt her cock poke at your entrance again and like a seamless machine your hips pressed up into her just as hers fucked into you. You both sighed deeply and you turned to look at Jessie, nodding for her to let loose.
“Use me, Jess,” you begged in your best slutty voice, “fuck me like you mean it.”
“Yes ma’am,” Jessie smirks, sitting on your thighs and fucking your pussy hard. She gives you no room to breathe, hips pounding deep into your cunt. Jessie gathers your hair into a ponytail and pulls you up by it, spanking your ass as she ruts deeper into you.
“Use you like this, sweetheart?” she teases, letting go of your ponytail and pulling out again. She steps off the bed and pulls you to the edge, folding you onto your knees and pushing her cock into you swiftly.
“Yuh–yes!” you scream, feeling her cock thrust right into your sweet spot. She relishes in your vulnerability, angling her hips right into your bundle of nerves.
“Such a good girl, doll. Taking my cock so well,” Jessie praises, thrusting roughly into your pussy. She pulls out just a little and spits directly onto your asshole, two thick fingers pushing themselves into it.
“Fuck!” you moan, gripping the sheets tight. Jessie plants a foot on the bed and fucks her cock into you hard, fingers alternating with her hips. She spits into your winking asshole just a little more before pushing her fingers in, moaning as you take it so effortlessly.
“Just one question, my perfect girl,” Jessie begins, thrusting slow but deep into you. Her fingers in your ass scissored you open, a third finger forcing its way in as another blob of spit joins it.
“Fucked yourself on my cock plenty while I was gone?”
You look back at Jessie, the sun casting a glow around her toned body as your orgasm tugged at your navel. Jessie’s hips never once slowed down, her soccer stamina proving to be useful in scenarios like this one.
“Did you?” she asked, fucking into you hard and fast now that she knew you were getting close. She spanked your ass just as you screamed out your answer, cumming all over her cock and rhythmically clenching on her fingers.
“Fuck Jessie,” you breathe out as she pulls out and takes the harness off. Just as she’s about to pick you up and take you into the bathroom, your alarm goes off. She turns it off and smiles, pulling you into her arms.
“I think a day off is in order, princess.”
“Only if you give me the biggest kiss ever.”
#jessie fleming#jessie fleming x reader#portland thorns#canada wnt#woso imagines#woso community#woso one shot#woso smut#woso fanfics#woso x reader
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two on the roster and he won’t start either of them IN A WORLD CUP YEAR NO LESS I can’t cope
#uswnt#andi sullivan#sam coffey#vlatko andonovski#I try so hard to be patient and yet#caitpost#wnt#someone get me started on my Andi Sullivan should be a world champion speech#I wanna rant !!
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Salvation, Grace and Faith
8 For it is by grace that you have been saved through faith; and that not of yourselves. It is God's gift, and is not on the ground of merit--
9 so that it may be impossible for any one to boast.
10 For we are God's own handiwork, created in Christ Jesus for good works which He has pre-destined us to practise.
— Ephesians 2:8-10 | Weymouth New Testament (WNT)
The Weymouth New Testament is in the public domain.
Cross References: Psalm 51:10; Isaiah 19:25; Isaiah 29:23; Isaiah 43:7; John 4:10; Acts 15:11; Romans 3:24; Romans 3:28; Romans 9:16; 1 Corinthians 1:29; Galatians 6:15; 2 Timothy 1:9; Titus 3:5
#salvation#faith#God#gift#grace#mercy#Christ#sent#transformed lives#predestination#Ephesians 2:8-10#The Epistle of Ephesians#Weymouth New Testament Bible#WNT
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One goal for the Netherlands please, just one 😭😭😭
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pairings: lee jeno x f! reader
warnings: noncon to dubcon + breeding + babytrapping + creampies + manipulation + mommy kink + daddy kink
💌: this was inspired by an anon asking for gym trainer! jeno + breeding but i decided to do my own lil spin on it >< hope u guys enjoy
you start to panic when jeno’s balls deep in your cunt, having made you cum twice already he’s working on chasing his release, wanting nothing more than to make you take his thick load. and that’s what you’re afraid of. you know your boyfriend dreams about starting a little family with you but you didn’t know just how far he’d go to make it happen, and now that he’s fucking you raw you wish you’d stopped his fantasies earlier. you’ve been begging him to pull out but it’s like he doesn’t even register that you’re a human being right now, uses you like a fucking fleshlight and kisses you sloppily in an attempt to shut you up.
his thrusts becomes sloppy and uncoordinated making you cry because you know he’s close. “shut the fuck up, god, can’t you just do this for me?” he sounds so annoyed and it makes you whimper, “you’ll be such a good mommy, i know it. gonna fuckin’ — shit — gonna knock you up.” you can’t do anything but take it, creaming ‘round his dick again as he empties his balls, forcing his length as far as he can. “can you feel that, baby? feel my cum flooding your fuckin’ womb?” you’re ashamed that you enjoy the feeling of him using you for his pleasure n his words make you melt. “yes daddy.” you moan, “swear i can feel it in my throat.” his cock twitches at that and you know he’s far from done, clenching around him because you want him to breed you til he’s satisfied.
#mind empty i wnt him😵💫#so big n large n beefy#such a hunk#lee jeno#nct dream#lee jeno x reader#lee jeno smut#nct dream x reader#nct dream smut#♡.the honeypot#💌.babytrapping#💌.breeding#💌.daddy kink#💌.mommy kink#💌.creampies#💌.noncon#💌.dubcon#💌.manipulation
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Would’ve, Could’ve, Should’ve
Alexia Putellas x fem!reader
Read part 1 : here
Much to your Diego’s dismay, you did not end up calling Alexia, instead the jersey, adorned with a number that could change your life, was left screwed up at the back of your wardrobe.
You were going to call Alexia.
Until one of your other friends heard about it, and told you about the backlash and hate you would receive from some of Alexia’s devoted fans. In the end, you decided it wasn’t worth it, it was only a few years since you escaped your depressive cycle, you were not ever going to risk entering it again.
Truthfully, you regret ignoring Alexia, every time anyone hits on you, you always compare them to the blonde, Diego often calling you “pathetic” as you only spoke to her for 2 hours.
However, you realised that it’s too late to call her, and think of how weird the blonde would think you were if you called her a month later.
As once again you debated calling the midfielder, your door suddenly slammed open.
“¡Hola chica! Look I have tickets!”
As you inspected the tickets in Diego’s hand, your face contorted to one of disappointment;
England vs Spain tickets.
Fuck.
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Your England top had arrived just in time, you were going to wear a Spain one after Diego convinced you that you would be beaten up by the first Spaniard who saw you, you guess the England-Spain rivalry ran deep.
However, it felt a betrayal to your country to be clad in the red jersey, so you ordered one last minute, luckily you weren’t completely oblivious when it came to football, you knew of how Leah Williamson had captained England to a Euro’s victory.
So there you were, in blue denim shorts and your oversized Williamson Jersey almost reaching past your shorts.
It felt like you were cheating, which was stupid, you met Alexia for 2 hours, to push away the feeling of guilt you slipped on a jacket and made your way downstairs.
Diego only rolled his eyes, and sighed in disapproval at your jersey choice.
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Alexia was excited for her return which she had been informed of a month prior to the match, but everyone on the team had noticed a change in the captains mood.
Except only Jana knew the cause for her sudden sadness.
Alexia didn’t understand why your rejection stung so much, maybe it was because the two-time ballon d’or winner wasn’t used to it, or maybe it was because the whole two hours you were together, she had imagined a relationship with you. It felt too real, and she cursed herself for grieving something that never happened in the first place.
She pushed all of those thoughts to the side, and instead focused on the match ahead of her, it was only a friendly, but the idea of being able to hold the win over Lucy and Keira’s heads when they returned to Barcelona felt euphoric.
What she didn’t expect was to see you in the crowd, worse of all, in a Leah fucking Williamson jersey.
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Spain were one nil down at half time. which was frustrating for Alexia, having to watch from the sidelines with promises of being brought on for the final 45 minutes, however as she stepped on the pitch, her attention was drawn to a white jersey, in a sea of red, only a few rows up.
You stuck out like a sore thumb, it was extremely hard to miss you. So when Alexia laid eyes on you, her heart stopped for a second, and the screams and cheers of the stadium became muffled sounds in her ears.
As you turn around to face Diego, Alexia can just make out the England captain’s last name on your back, bile rises to the Spaniard’s mouth and she quickly turns away.
A newfound determination to outdo the English Captain, to try prove to you that the only jersey you should be proud to wear should be hers.
Call it jealousy. Maybe. But whatever it was fuelled Alexia to score 2 more goals by the end of the match.
2-1 to Spain.
When you saw Alexia step out on the pitch, your breath immediately hitched in your throat, sending you into a coughing fit, which received a knowing chuckle from Diego.
“You fumbled amiga”
Honestly, you regretted teaching him some English slang, he used it against you constantly, and often laughed at himself after seeing you scowling.
When the match ended, Diego was quick to drag you to the stands, he was a big fan of Aitana Bonmati, and wanted her signature badly.
Although you were happy for him when the brunette midfielder came over to where you two were, you froze at seeing Alexia’s friend from the match, who was walking over with Aitana.
When Jana laid eyes on you, she knew what she had to do, she was quick to sprint off and get Alexia, who was talking to Lucy and Keira, and teasing them of the loss.
Alexia was no where near as nervous as you were, the blonde didn’t need to be, you rejected her, even though she was positive that you were returning her flirty comments at the past match.
The Spaniard was sure that you were in the wrong, you should feel guilty for leading her on, so she was quick to confront you when she saw you.
“You didn’t call, and I’m pretty sure I told you to wear better clothing colours”
You internally cringed at how straight to the point the blonde was, and couldn’t help but blush as she called you out for ignoring her.
“I’m sorry, I was nervous and by the time I felt ready to call, I figured it would be too late”
“I don’t know if I’m more upset about you didn’t call because you were nervous, or the fact that you have Leah Williamson’s name on your back”
“Get me a better one then” you replied, whilst looking down at her jersey and back at her with a grin.
Alexia quickly stripped off her jersey, as you took off yours too, luckily you wore a tank top under it, Alexia’s eyes quickly dropping to your exposed chest.
“Your not subtle you know?”
“Who said I was trying to be?” The blonde was quick to reply back.
You only chuckled in response, and slipped on Alexia’s jersey, doing a little spin “How do I look?”
“Beautiful, much better wearing the jersey you belong in”
You weren’t sure if Alexia truly meant that, or if her extremely forward words were due to English not being her first language, but either way your face flushed deep crimson in retaliation to her comment.
The click of a pen lid being taken off woke you from your trance, and you peered up at Alexia, who tugged you closer by your waist, and quickly scribbled down her number once again.
“Pot favor, call me this time, promise?”
“I promise Ale, I will even let you choose the colour scheme of my outfit when we go out” you quipped back with a smile.
With a smirk, the blonde midfielder threw the England jersey on the floor, and walked away to meet Jana so they could walk into the locker room together.
Diego quickly ran towards you, only to pick you up and swing you around.
“I told you she would want you amiga! Your a snack!”
“Diego please never call me that again”
“Shut up! You should be thanking me, with out me, she would have never re-given you her number”
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A/N : I am halfway through writing part 3 🤍
#Spotify#barcelona femeni#barcelona femeni x reader#woso community#woso#woso fanfics#woso x reader#aitana bonmati#jana fernandez x reader#jana fernandez#alexia putellas x reader#alexia putellas#leah williamson x reader#leah williamson#england women#england lionesses#spain women's national team#spain wnt#england wnt
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Oni y Ale🥺
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By w.n__t
Ninghai, Zhejiang, China
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