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thisisnotthenerd · 7 months

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god what a fantastic finale of mentopolis. phenomenal work from everyone.

a list of my favorite things about this episode:

concocting a plan to both get money from don avaricci while not killing conrad. the character arc that dan fucks went through in mentopolis was slow but my god was it funny

imelda flashing her boobs and getting four gangsters on her side

dan flashing his dick and getting it shot immediately. on sight.

the diamond hard balls coming back to deflect the bullets

the mechanical changes that came from the key-pressure combination

ivana rolling a 59. truly what the fuck. two nat 20s and a 19 in front of the board. they watched that happen in real time. and trapp rolling a one sturdy. getting punched a quarter mile out of the station.

dan's heroic sacrifice for conrad fully made me tear up. the fact that he was distracted by the glorious revolution of pleasure does not detract from this

the adrenaline injection moment and curios moxie intake

all of the effort that went into medical attention for dan. fucking wilton. the hand spit guy is dan fucks' dad?!?!?!

the fix taking that key from madam loathing! he did it! he put it in his craw!

conrad talking madam loathing down with a d100 spirit roll! sometimes the mechanics really do tell stories in a way you just can't get in standard media

the 11 sturdy. the 57 spirit. (alex's favorite number because it's the number of Heinz varieties)

elias taking the initiative and getting going

the fix menacing don avaricci with dinoflagellates and punching the shit out of him

the birthday cake!

elias getting an ice skating date with the coffee shop girl!!!!!!!!

i owe my sister a call!!!!!!!

the entire epilogue was great: elias becoming a whistleblower and getting the mind control shut down, anastasia & fawn's relationship, conrad & dan fucks' business partnership, curio finding foot stuff

the fix and pasha get their own bullet point. half of that was hank and brennan just fully flirting. going to madam loathing's to: find ichabod, who had been running nostalgia's, stuck in the past for so long, propose (after 20 years of marriage? Hank what is happening?), find out madam loathing, now guilta is going on a self-discovery trip, fully just get her house, and custody of all of elias' repressed childhood interests!

anastasia running for public office alongside frank freeze (pay attention!) after getting the DA arrested in court

and of course, imelda capping it off with chattanooga choo choo

truly what a fantastic season. while both of the kids on bikes/brooms seasons i.e. mismag and mentopolis were fantastic, i think mentopolis had just enough time to really get a little more crunchy mechanically, and that resulted in some great moments in this finale specifically. this is a sidequest i will be coming back to for rewatching. i loved it.

#dimension 20 #dimension 20 spoilers #mentopolis #mentopolis spoilers #conrad schintz #anastasia tension #hunch curio #imelda pulse #dan fucks #the fix #d20 mentopolis

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kamotecue · 3 months

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a little misunderstanding ✮ l. walti

pairing: lia walti x fem!reader

summary: a little misunderstanding between two opposing players, is it the start of a new romance? or an upcoming rivalry? spanish!reader, leon!reader

august 4, the first encounter. have you ever met someone on multiple occasions but only made the effort to talk to them—when you just so happen to? that’s how you met your girlfriend of almost five months, lia walti a player for arsenal.

it was the round of 16, a game against two european countries, spain and switzerland. in the middle of the first half, you went down on the pitch—the ref hadn’t seen it, but lia did.

her feet made it’s way to you, as you tried blocking out the noises of the crowd—it was already bad enough to get injured, but the noise was something you didn’t want, as it’s overwhelming.

the whistle added on top of that, so you had removed the pieces in your ear, the only thing that allowed you to hear. you were seen clutching your ankle, not noticing how the swiss player spoke in english, asking if you were okay. but you weren’t able to hear her, the spanish medical team rushed their way to the field.

ivana, your teammate softly moved lia away as the medical team did their job—you raised your hand revealing your hearing aids, as they did assessed the injury. the only thing shown on the screen was you showing the spain’s physio numbers, something people except your team didn’t understood.

the decision was for you to be replaced, alexia was seen waiting at the line, you softly mumbled underneath your breath as you were helped up. as you were in front of her, she raised her hands up, quickly high fiving her—you exited the field, not before she gave you a kiss on the crown of your head.

the medical room was silent, as you sat there in a foot brace boot, the crutches were placed in front of you as you glared at it. injuries were something you despised, you hated being off the pitch.

deciding to skip the moping about missing a few matches, you slowly moved to the tunnel—the crutches were in both hands as you made your way to the bench, being guided by misa.

your eyes were set on the field, unintentionally playing with the case containing your hearing aids. as the final whistle blew, a little chuckle escaped your lips as your teammates jumped from the bench and ran onto the field.

but you simply made your way to the opposing team, giving them consoling hugs, but when you tried greeting lia, the swiss captain—she had bumped her shoulder into yours, knocking you off balance as ana maria quickly grabbed you.

confusion was held in your face, as you both had signed back and forth, the interaction was noticed by the fans—after all, she is your sister’s ex. right, you’re y/n leon the younger sister of mapi. spain’s prodigy and alexia’s protege as she’s also a midfielder like you.

i’ll ask for the swap then? - you watched as ana signed, giving her an unsure look and she raised her eyebrows as if signaling ‘do you want this or not?’ before giving her a small sigh, pulling your match worn jersey over your head.

i have to go, it seems - you signed as misa was waving getting your attention as she gestured for you to come closer. ana brought her hand to your head, ruffling it as you swatted her arm away.

if i can’t get her jersey, then there’s always another time. - you finished signing, giving her a small goodbye, before heading over to misa who walked with you back to the locker room.

you had taken your seat at the window, the headphones over your ears was just props as you weren’t in the mood to speak to anyone as your head was turning in—as if there were gears.

was there something you’ve done wrong? this was the first time you ever tried to swap shirts with someone you looked up to.

#woso x reader #woso imagine #arsenal wfc imagine #lia walti x reader #lia walti

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sleekswosobession · 3 months

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the heart wants what it wants

alexia putellas x fem!reader

request: here & here

A/N: tried a diff writing style in this one, i think i like it better.

TW: swearing? (idk if it’s considered but i see other people doing it)

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National camp, you hated it. Nearly everything about it sucked. Keyword, nearly. It means you got to see her. The captain of Spain, and the captain of Barcelona. You know it’s probably not a good idea to fall for your ‘enemy’ but how couldn’t you? Faded pink hair, absolutely drop dead gorgeous. Who wouldn’t love that.

It would be easier if you weren’t so devoted to your own club, Real Madrid. The biggest rival of Barcelona. But that can be put aside for the little bit that comes with National camp, even if friend groups are very much seperate.

You wait as the rooms get announced. For who knows what, you get paired with Alexia. Olga sends a sly smirk to which you immediately slap her on the arm.

“Don’t you dare say a word Carmona.” Is all you say before lugging your bags and taking a keycard, heading towards the shared room.

“The bed on the window alright for you?” She asks, you nod.

You miss the way that she’s slightly nervous, and blushing. Too focused on trying to keep your own feelings at bay.

After unpacking everything, you’re laying on the bed staring at the ceiling, daydreaming which soon turns to actual dreaming when you fall asleep.

You’re woken up by a soft voice telling you that dinner is ready and to go down to everyone. It’s Alexia, you blush again looking away. Nodding before getting your shit together and moving on.

You walk down splitting from Alexia and going to sit down at a table with Olga, Ivana and Athenea.

“Don’t give me that look Olga.” You sigh as she smirks.

“I will make you do laps.” You threaten.

“You would not! I saved you a plate, look here.” She slides a plate over which you accept in thanks before turning to small talk with the girls.

Something which somehow goes unknown to everyone at your table, Alexia is watching. Receiving teasing from her own friends.

“Alexia, just ask her out already. My God it’s getting annoying of you two just blushing and staring at each other all day.” Jenni says to her friend, while they may be exes there’s still a lot of respect.

“I don’t know Jenni, she wouldn’t feel the same. We are captains of rival teams!” The dark haired spaniard rolls her eyes.

“Alexia.” This time it’s Misa. “I’m on the same team as her so let me. She says she has a crush but only Olga knows of it. And apparently it’s someone from another team. That’s all I know, but I did see Olga smirk when your rooms were read and then Y/N hit her whispering something.” She shrugs.

“If that doesn’t scream, my best friend is roomed with her crush and now she’s hitting me for pointing it out behaviour. I don’t know what is. You have until the end of camp to do this or I will ask her out for you myself.” The goalkeepers outburst surprises Alexia but she nods anyways, thinking that maybe tonight she’ll tell you. Maybe.

After dinner, and all the players are sent back to their respective rooms or to play games in the common area. You find yourself wondering around the hotel. Thinking about upcoming games and literally everything in between that.

After an hour or so of exploring different areas, finding a gym, swimming pool and jacuzzi you make your way back to the room where Alexia is pacing around.

“Penny for your thoughts?” This seems to get her out of the trance and she immediately looks up, blushing lightly. Is that a blush? You wonder.

“Lo siento, it’s nothing.” Your eyebrows light up in surprise.

“Well, if you need anything I’m right here.” She nods slowly, as if considering her options.

“Actually, there is something I’ve been meaning to ask.” She looks down nervously at her hands, fidgeting with them.

“Go ahead.” You answer lightly with a small smile.

“I was wondering… maybe you’d wanna go on a date?” Your eyes open wide, this wasn’t what you expected at all.

“Uhh, y-yeah! Sure. Like… romantic right?” You stutter as she relaxes and nods.

“Yeah, like that. Maybe when we have time to explore, the day before the game? We can find a place.” You nod.

“That sounds amazing, it should be fun.” After the conversation ends, you immediately message Olga the news. Who is… screaming in text messages.

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Unable to keep a smile of your face for the next few days, it seems the team is doing alright given certain circumstances. Alexia does take you out on that date and it ends with a kiss that makes you feel like a high schooler experiencing their first love. Cheesy, but true nonetheless. The team hasn’t found out yet but the respective friend groups teased both you and Alexia relentlessly, which only resulted in blushing messes and stuttered words.

Sometimes, a little bit of encouragement and fate can work wonders.

#woso #woso x reader #woso community #woso fanfics #barca femeni #alexia putellas #alexia putellas x reader #espwnt #wlw

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doingitforbokuto · 1 year

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I don't even watch JJK but I love seeing everyone freak out over the arrival of Toji Fushiguro

#toji #jjk #ivana talks #and i understand why they do

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rashfordxbruno · 2 years

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Why are you taking off Jackie? For what? 😫

Also, Ivana getting some minutes finally.

#manchester united women #muwfc #jackie groenen #ivana fuso #angie talks #why can't i have nice things?

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carlando · 2 months

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anybody could look at my phone, like my photos, my texts, emails, don’t care nothing to hide. but whatever is in my tumblr messages with vamp, that’s between me, thy best friend and God.

#when boys talk about their groupchats being incriminating energy #ivana’s comments

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magics-neptunes-things · 7 months

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Sueño Contigo

Hello everyone! This is a new one, I would like to repeat that my native language is not English but French, so I apologize if there are any grammaticals errors.

Enjoy!

PART 2 IS HERE

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You were laughing in the locker room with your teammates when you felt your phone vibrate in your bag. You take it, smiling as you hear them continue to jump happily. The game was hard, but you win this important game for your team.

As usual, your heart skips a beat when you see the name and photo of your interlocutor on your screen. Ona put a picture of herself, showing her pulling out her tongue. You get up, get out of the locker room and close the door before leaning against the wall.

"Hola" you said, grinning.

"Hola" answers the deep voice of your crush. You could litteraly die for her voice. "Great game"

You smile again at her compliment, before thanking her. Tonight you have play an important game for your team, scoring the winning goal. You weren't playing far from Ona's location, but she can't made it on time to Liverpool so she just watch you play on TV with some of her teammates.

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Flashback, 20 minutes ago

"She's amazing" whispers Ona, more for herself than for others while she watch you cheering for your 89 minutes goal.

She can't ignore the strange feeling that twists her stomach seeing how close your new teammate is to you physically. She's a rookie and you talk about her to Ona sometimes, not realising how jealous it made her. To your defence Ona didn't say anything.

To her defence, she doesn’t think she has the right because your relationship isn't really official. You and her have an on and off relation since you were teenagers. You met Ona in Barcelona and always have the same path in your career, except you stayed in Barcelona when she went to Madrid and Levante. You signed up to City the same year she signed up to United and then you took a shared apartment located just between your two training sites.

With two bedrooms, because even if you have occasional makeout session, you weren't a couple right now. Even if that’s all you want, being a couple, you just accept what Ona gives you, preferring to have it like this in your life rather than not at all. You couldn't imagine your life with her.

"Who's that girl?" ask Millie, putting Ona’s feet back on the ground.

"Some rookie" grumble Ona in a low voice, making Ivana smile.

The feelings you have towards Ona are shared and all of her teammates are aware. Even if she never said it, it is so obvious that it would serve no purpose to deny.

"Well she look kind of whipped with Y/N" Millie add, making Ona face darkened.

The said rookie doesn’t seem to want to let go of your waist, continuing to congratulate you. Ona sinks into the couch, crossing her arms over her chest and hiding under the hoodie she stole from you.

Full of empathy, Ella leans over to her, whispering to her so that no one else can hear her.

"It's maybe time to get your girl, Ona. Before it's too late."

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"Are you coming home tonight?" Ona ask you.

You hum, hearing some of your teammates singing behind you.

"I don't know... Some of them want to go out to celebrate and they want me to go with them"

You were in Liverpool, not far from Manchester actually. But if you drink alcool you will probably stay in an hotel room. Ona already knew that. Not getting an answer after a few seconds, you take the screen off your ear to check that the call has not been cut.

"Ona?"

"Will the rookie be here?" she asks.

"Don't call her that" you answer, rolling your eyes. You never understood why Ona seems so piss of off her. "I don't know, maybe"

"You don't seems to really want to go thought" Ona points, making you sigh.

She's not wrong, you don't really like go to nightclubs. You’d rather stay home, preferably with your roommate. And if cuddles are added, this is the recipe for your favorite evenings.

"I don’t really have a good excuse not to go" you shrug after biting your lip.

New seconds of silence are passing, but this time you hear Ona’s breathing at the other end of the line. You know her so well, you feel like she’s stressed.

"What if..." she begins, her voice breaking in the middle of her sentence. "What if you tell them you’re going home to your girlfriend?"

It's your turn to be silenced. Your heart skips a beat before running faster than your sprint to go and score some minutes ago.

"Girlfriend?" you repeat in a low voice.

"Yes... If you want to?"

Ona seems to doubt your answer and it seems incredible to you that she does not suspect for a second that a real fireworks began in your brain.

"Ona, all I want right now is kissing you"

Laia, who passed her head through the door at that moment while searching you, had perfect timing. She goes back inside smiling. She is probably the biggest shipper of your non-couple. Well it seems possible to change tonight.

You hear Ona giggle, the sound itself making you smile.

"So come back to me please"

"I'll be here in one hour" You promise, already ready to hung up.

In fact you push yourself off the wall to get into the locker room and get your stuff as soon as possible.

"Cariño" you hear Ona's voice calling you from your phone.

"Yes?"

"Drive safely please"

"Always" you smile before hanging up this time, a big smile on your face.

When you enter the locker room, you meet Laia's gaze and she winks at you. At this very moment, you know that she will find you every possible excuse to help you return to Ona as discreetly as possible.

#ona batlle imagine #ona batlle x reader #ona batlle #woso x reader #woso imagine

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httpswritings · 3 months

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Can't Remember To Forget You — Alexia Putellas x Jenni Hermoso

Warnings: a small mention of irritated skin, i guess some people may find skin harm triggering.

Word count: 2076

Summary: Alexia and Jenni have to share a room for the World Cup.

A/N: I love reading Alexia x Jenni's fics and I got inspired to write this. I don't know if there'll be a second part as I'm currently working on other fics' second parts and writing new stories.

When Jenni got told that both Alexia and her were going to share a room, she knew she had to mentally prepare herself for having Alexia so near. It had been a while since they both broke up, but the older woman knew that «it was always going to be Alexia.» On the other hand, Alexia was aware of the situation being a bit uncomfortable, but it didn't seem to bother her more than expected.

Jenni was one of the first crushes Alexia had ever had. Everyone was always laughing when they got near her. She was caring, tender, and had great humor. Plus, there was a four-year age difference between them, making Alexia feel intrigued by the older woman. It took Jenni a couple of years since meeting Alexia for the first time to be interested in her.

The Spanish National Team entered the hotel; players were divided into pairs, except Irene and Ivana, who were going to stay in a room with their wives and children. Alexia was waiting for Jenni until the older woman suggested Alexia to head to their room without her without any worries. Jenni stayed chatting with Misa and Laia, who were partnered up. “I don't know how things are between you and her, but if you feel like it's too uncomfortable, you can call us.” The Real Madrid's goalkeeper felt a little lost in the ex-couple's situation but still offered some support along with Laia. “It's weird, but it'll pass with the passing of days.” Jenni waved goodbye at the pair and headed to the room, where she found Alexia placing her hygiene products in the bathroom.

“It's nice. The room, I mean...” Alexia nodded, looking up to face Jenni. “I've chosen the bed nearest to the window. Let me know if you want to switch them. I have no problem.” Jenni shook her head and proceeded to unpack her things. Neither of them said a word until Alexia asked Jenni if she wanted her to wait for her to go down to the lobby to reunite with the team. Jenni shook her head again, and Alexia couldn't help but roll her eyes. «This is going to be really hard», she thought.

After having dinner, Alexia went earlier to the room. She tucked herself into the bed. The room was dark and silent, but her mind was loud enough to create the illusion of the room being filled with a crowd. She kept hearing people going in and out of the rooms. A particular laugh caught her attention. She heard Jenni and Misa, accompanied by Laia, who was rushing to sush them. “She's probably sleeping, Misa. Leave her alone.” But Misa insisted on visiting Alexia. “C'mon! It's the first day, and tomorrow we only have a stretching session at midday. It's barely half past nine!” Alexia closed her eyes as she felt some light intruding the room when the three girls entered the room. “See! She's already asleep! Let's go to our room.” Laia dragged Misa out of the room, gaining some whines from the goalkeeper. Jenni couldn't stop the soft giggles from listening to Misa and Laia argue in the hallway as if they were children, their voices only silencing when they closed their room.

“I was not asleep. I'm curious about what you three had in mind.” Jenni jumped, as she didn't expect Alexia to talk. “Jesus, Alexia. I thought you were already asleep.” Alexia got on her elbows, looking at her ex-girlfriend. "Misa wanted to hang out in our room, and Laia, well, she was trying to make sure you didn't wake up.”

Jenni changed into her pyjamas in the bathroom, and when she got out of the bathroom, Alexia couldn't help but appreciate her body. The way Jenni's long legs adjusted to her pink pyjama shorts, and her breasts were perfectly defined by the t-shirt she was wearing. She blushed when she noticed that Jenni had caught her staring, so she rolled over and wished Jenni goodnight.

“Goodnight, Alexia.”

Alexia woke up before Jenni. It was still dark, but she could see Jenni's figure going up and down as she breathed. She remembered the mornings when she would wake up with Jenni sleeping next to her. She loved waking up to a naked Jenni sleeping next to her. Sometimes she would wake her up in between kisses to end up making love to her, «waking you up as you deserve», that was what she always told her. Most of the time, she would admire Jenni's beauty. Alexia was a woman of few words, but Jenni's figure made her feel inspired enough to get into detail, describing every mole, every scar, and every redness. It was more than pure sexual desire. It was love. Pure love.

As the minutes passed by, the room started to lighten up, making the vision of Jenni's figure more clear. She was facing Alexia. Her black hair over her face. Alexia laughed thinking about the days where she would wake up with a tingling sensation on her face, being Jenni's hair interrupting her sleep. Alexia's eyes moved to Jenni's slightly parted lips.

Jenni knew how to kiss, depending on the moment. She could give her the most delicate kiss ever, as a sign of «I'm here with you», «I love you», «You are safe». But she could also give Alexia the roughest and filthiest kiss as a way of saying «I need you», «let's go to the bedroom» or «let's make love». For the very first time in a long time, Alexia felt the need to feel Jenni's lips against hers.

She became aware of that feeling. «Alexia, you're ovulating. Quit this nonsense thinking.» The voice in her mind was trying to convince her of the opposite of what she was thinking. She felt a tingling sensation below her core. The need to wake Jenni up and beg her to touch her, to kiss her, to let her make love to her. She looked at the time on her phone. There were still twenty minutes until the alarm would go off. She closed her eyes. All types of memories of her past relationship with Jenni came back to her, hitting her like a truck.

Jenni helped Alexia experiment back in the day. With her, she explored different areas of her sexuality. When they got together, Jenni was more sexually experienced than Alexia, but that was never a problem. They decided to wait some months until they made love for the first time. Alexia smiled as she remembered how well it went. Jenni couldn't stop holding her. She had never felt that loved, even if she had had good experiences before Jenni. But with her... It was different. «Ale, if you feel the need to stop, tell me. No matter how far we've gone. Tell me whatever you need to make you feel as good as possible.»

Alexia felt overwhelmed the first time Jenni gave her an orgasm, finishing with some giggles. They shared a precious moment of intimacy. The Catalan woman couldn't forget the first time she gave Jenni an orgasm. Seeing her blissful face as she called Alexia's name out was something Alexia couldn't even describe to this day. Every time she made Jenni orgasm, she felt more addicted to her and the sounds she made. «Ale! Right there, mi vida. Right there...»

Alexia was so induced by her memories that she didn't realize Jenni was waking up. “Good morning.”

The Catalan looked over Jenni's bed, seeing her with a timid smile, so sweet if it wasn't because of the way Alexia was feeling right now, which had nothing to do with sweetness but pure lust.

“Good morning, Jenni.”

«This can't be happening to me!» Alexia couldn't think properly. She didn't know how to act. All that was on her mind was the image of Jenni's butt perfectly shaped by her underwear. She pressed her legs against each other, gaining a pleasant sensation below her core. «Is she playing games with me?», Maybe that's not a big deal for her. It's not the first time someone from the team is in her underwear in front of me. This happens in the locker room many times. It's not a big deal. It's not a big deal. It's not a big deal.»

Actually, Jenni didn't do it on purpose. She realized what she had done when she entered the bathroom. Her body stayed completely frozen in front of the mirror. She didn't know how to get out of that situation. Thankfully, Misa and Laila knocked on the door. “Good morning, girls!”

«I don't know why I was grateful for them coming over, because this is even weirder. How am I supposed to get out of the bathroom like this?»

Misa called Jenni from the bedroom. The older woman decided to give some naturalness to the situation. «If it gets weird, just joke about it.»

She got out of the bedroom, and silence filled the room. “What? Does my morning face scare you or what?” She pretended to be as unbothered as possible. “Were you hot last night?”, Misa asked, gaining a hit on the shoulder from Laia. “Yes, very hot. I couldn't sleep.” The goalkeeper felt a little lost. «Yesterday she was uncomfortable with sharing a room with Alexia, and now she gets out of the bathroom almost bottomless.» Misa knew Jenni never felt weirder out by showing skin around people she trusted. It was normal to be topless on Spain's beaches, and no one really cared apart from tourists. Plus, they all got changed in the locker room. It was the fact that Alexia had stayed immobile on her bed, playing with her hands and gluing her hands to them, unable to look up since Jenni had left the bathroom.

Laia and Misa eventually left, leaving Jenni and Alexia alone. “Sorry, I didn't remember I had taken my pants off. Maybe it was because of the jet lag, but I couldn't sleep, and the sheets started to be itchy without any reason because they are clean, but if it makes you uncomfortable, I understand that—”

“No. It's fine.” Alexia finally looked at Jenni, gaining a smile from the older woman. “Why didn't you tell that to Misa instead of agreeing on you being warm?”

“Because I actually was. As I scratched my skin to stop the stitching, or at least to try to, it left me with a warm sensation on my skin, especially on my stomach. I'd have to put some lotion on, I guess, because I'm still getting some reaction from it.”

Alexia frowned. “Still from last night? May I see? If it's not too much for you.” Jenni pulled her shirt off over her stomach, only leaving that area visible, and Alexia jumped off the bed to get near her. “Jenni! It's red. You need to put some lotion on. Did you do this just by scratching? Are you sure it's not an allergic reaction?” Jenni melted at Alexia's preoccupation. It reminded her of how Alexia behaved when she was her girlfriend. Caring, clingy and funny.

“Can I touch it?” Jenni nodded, tensing to the contact of Alexia's hand on the irritated area of her stomach, trying to be as delicate as she could. “Jennifer, I'm serious. If you don't go to get that checked, I'm dragging you towards the medical team by myself.“

Yeah, that was also Alexia. She could be the most easy-going person in the field, but as soon as something happened, she would remain stoic about her position and do whatever she thought was right. Jenni loved that side of her, too. She would usually tease her, «Okay, Captain!» and Alexia would not give any answer back, still focused on whatever happened.

But now it was different. They had that tension around them. Still sexually attracted, they were cautious around each other, not wanting to make the other one uncomfortable.

“Don't worry, Ale—Alexia. I'll get it checked, but probably after having breakfast. I'm starving.” Alexia still had her hand on Jenni's stomach when she noticed her hand tremble, accompanied by a sound from Jenni's body, indicating how hungry she was, making the two of them laugh as they forgot for a few seconds all the tension they had been holding.

#alexia putellas imagine #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas #jenni hermoso x reader #jenni hermoso imagine #jenni hermoso #woso #woso imagine #woso x reader

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