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Sweet Nothing (Alex Scott x reader)
You were a blue through and through. The whole world knew it, you were captain for heaven’s sake but that didn’t mean you were immune the charm of a red, a gunner and her name was Alex Scott.
You were never one to mix business with pleasure which meant you didn’t pursue a relationship when she was still playing. At that point it was only a crush. Besides your were focused on forging your legacy at your childhood club.
But everything changed the day Alex asked to interview you one on one for her documentary highlighting woman’s football and the role you played in it. That was almost 3 years ago and you could count on one hand the amount of people that knew about your relationship.
First to find out besides your families was Fara. The Euros was one of the best nights of your life and no way was you going to do so without your girlfriend. Alex was up in the studio with the rest of the BBC team and even though she saw your ‘I’m coming to you’ text message she didn’t think you meant now. You locked the door to the dressing room or at least you thought you did. Fara’s face was priceless as she walked in to find Alex on top of the table, dress pulled up to her hips, legs wrapped around your waist kissing you as if the world is about to end and this was the last chance she’ll get to feel yours lips on hers.
The two of you knew you needed to be more careful.
“Alex I’m telling you that Leah knows” you said whilst brushing your teeth.
Your girlfriend was at St George’s Park to cover how England are preparing for the Finalissima. Right now you are in her room at the Hilton on the grounds.
“What could possibly give her the idea that we are dating?” Alex asked innocently as she leaned against the doorframe in nothing but a robe.
“I have few ideas and the first one is that. You keep looking at me like that” you point at the knowing look that is plastered on her face “and then there’s the fact that you were ogling me during the photoshoot that you shouldn’t have been at in the first place and after you slapped my arse in the hallways when Leah was right behind you”
Those three things happened in one day and would be the moments that started the suspicions of your relationship. Leah was like a dog on the hunt for a bone and luckily for you she only wanted to interrogate Alex.
Your night to slip up came when Alex had been presenting SoccerAid. The dress she was wearing filled your head with less than innocent thoughts. It’s why you sent her a text demanding that she come to your apartment straight from the game and you made it crystal clear that she was not to get changed.
The problem came when Sam turned up at half time stating that she got bored at home and thought the two of you could watch the second half together. Your night turned into a military operation. You had to get Sam out of your apartment with enough time to tidy up before Alex arrived.
The match ended and Sam was taking her time leaving. She suggested that you play a game of FIFA and after one check of your watch you knew you had time only one game turned into two and before you knew it you heard a knock on your door.
Alex looked beautiful, more so than she did on the TV. She didn’t give you chance to say hello. Alex’s lips crashed into yours with a hunger that was shared. You pressed her against the door as your hands roamed her body. The tightness and thin material of the dress allowed you to feel every inch of her. She was intoxicating, it blurred your surroundings and for a moment you forgot that you weren’t alone in your apartment.
“Well well well what do we have here?” Sam says rather smugly.
You pull away abruptly. As you turn around Alex does her best to hide behind you, her hand covering her mouth due to the shock of being caught.
“Sam” you wanted to explain what exactly your club team mate has just seen.
“I was just leaving. You two have fun but not too much fun. Remember we have training tomorrow. Bye Alex” the smugness doesn’t leave until Sam does.
You went straight back to what Sam had interrupted but Alex pushed you away. Your eyes widen because you didn’t understand what was going on.
“Y/N”
A small chuckle escaped your lips but very quickly stooped as it became clear that Alex did not find it funny, not in slightest.
“It’s Sam. She won’t tell anyone. Look at Fara she has known for months and she hasn’t said a word”
Your words weren’t enough to comfort Alex. She was worried about people finding out even though you both knew it wouldn’t change a thing.
“We need to be more careful. Remember what we said at the beginning lovers in private—“
“Friends is public. Alex take a look around, we are in my apartment which is basically our apartment at this point. This is private, it’s our home and I will kiss my girlfriend if I want to” you steal a quick kiss to prove your point.
After that night you were on your best behaviour as was Alex but it was getting harder and harder to hide your feelings for the older woman. You were reaching your anniversary and you loved her more now than you ever thought possible. Feelings that strong are impossible to hide.
It was during the champions league trip to Barcelona when Alex told you that she didn’t want to hide your relationship but that she also wasn’t ready for the world to know. You were ok with this as it meant no more hiding in bathrooms when unexpected guests turned up at your homes and at events the two of you didn’t sit on opposite sides of the table, you sat side by side. Alex didn’t flinch or panic when she felt your hand on her thigh.
The night before the London Derby Alex laid in bed actively trying to wind you up about the following days game. She was confident that her mighty Arsenal would beat your blues. It wasn’t going to happen and when your girlfriend offered up a bet you knew that you would do everything you could on the pitch to make sure she lost. It’s safe to say when Chelsea won 4-0 you were more than happy to go do pitch side media.
Alex, Fara and Karen stood analysing in the game when you snuck up behind them. You playfully pinch Alex’s waist. After greeting the other two presenters you take your place by your girlfriend’s side.
“And joining us now is Chelsea captain Y/N Y/L/N. I imagine you are happy with today’s result” Fara asks already knowing that you would be in an untouchable mood.
“More than happy. I think we showed today why we are running away with the league. It’s always a good day when we come away with three points. The fact it’s Arsenal who we took those points off make it that much better” you turn and she her shaking her head. “Alex?”
“London is blue” Erin comes in shouting with Millie, Sam and Guro not far behind her.
“I can’t” Alex ignores the new company as her focus remains on you. Her eyes begging you not to make her do this live on TV.
“Are we missing something?” Millie asks.
“Yes you are. You see Alex here was so confident that I would be beaten today that she made a very interesting bet, one which she now has to pay up”
You take the microphone out of her hands and place it on the table in front of you. The women around you watch and wait for the bet to be revealed. A huge hint comes as they see Alex taking off her coat and you taking of the rather sweaty match worn and winning Chelsea shirt.
“I made a bet with Y/N that Arsenal would win today and the bet was whoever lost has to wear the other team’s shirt”
“I wonder when this was made” Sam whispers behind you “Whilst she was in your bed, I think so” Her last comment earns her a elbow to the ribs.
“You can’t welsh on a bet Alex” you hand her your shirt and take her coat for her.
Your girlfriend smells your shirt and to anyone else the sweat might be enough to put them off but all Alex smells is your perfume.
You cannot take your eyes of her as you watch her put on your shirt. She had worn your England shirt numerous times but seeing her in blue did things to you.
Once the shirt is on she makes grabby hands for her coat but you shake your head. She wasn’t allowed to cover the badge. Alex had to wear this shirt until the moment she walked through the door to your apartment where you would take it off her, that was the bet.
“The things I do for the woman I love” It slips out before Alex realises what she has said. Fully aware that she is live on TV she does everything she can not to react to her confession. Luckily she wasn’t holding a microphone so she hoped that her words wasn’t picked up.
The people watching at home may not have heard her but the 4 Chelsea players near you sure did. When the camera cut the two of you were subject to a hoard of questions, all you vowed to answer at training but on the one condition that they remain tight lipped and to your shock they did.
This moment did make Alex realise that this luck wouldn’t always follow her and she asked if you would be happy for your friends to know, to which you said you were.
The rest of the world didn’t find out till a couple of months later when the final whistle was blown at the World Cup final in Australia. Just as she was for the Euros, Alex was in the small studio within the stadium covering the game for the BBC. It was your mistake that lead to the Spain’s one and only goal, the one that would go on the win them the coveted trophy and the all important star on the shirt.
She was live on TV when she was shown you sat on the pitch refusing support from your team mates. She could tell that you were crying and it was confirmed when you pulled you shirt down from over your face. Your eyes were red and she could feel your pain.
The rest of the punditry team was talking about the game but Alex remained quiet as she watched the monitor, mentally begging someone to stay by your side and refuse to leave. Alex realised she is being spoken to when she hears your name get brought up.
“You know this team, you know Y/N. She’s the captain of this team. What do you think is going through her mind right now?” Jonas asks her.
“She will blame herself for this. Y/N comes across as this stoic player but she had the biggest heart and this will be killing her inside” Alex turns to look down at the pitch to see you all alone and even from a distance she can see your body is racking with sobs.
“I’m sorry, I can’t do this. I need to go” Alex takes out her ear piece and hands it to one of the producers.
Nobody asks any questions as the former Lionesses walks out of the studio without saying another word.
You couldn’t believe what you had done. You, the captain whose job it was the lead the team to victory, had cost the team and the country the greatest accomplishment a national team can achieve. They had been playing the goal on the screens so you got to see your mistake over and over again. You deserved it, it was your punishment. You were never an emotional player but this defeat hurt more than any other in your career. Once again you find yourself pulling your shirt up to hide your tears.
“Look at me” you know that voice.
“I can’t. I can’t look at you Alex” your hands cover the shirt that covered your eyes.
“Please” Alex reaches for your hands expecting to be met with a fight but you didn’t have it in you. You had nothing left, no fight, no energy.
When you see her you break again only this time Alex is there to hold you. She pulls your up and into her arms, holding you tightly as your tears soak the shoulder of her pink stripped blazer. She lets you have your moment before trying to talk to you.
“This isn’t on you Y/N. You girls are a team. You win as one and you lose as one”
“But—“
“No buts. You lead this team to a World Cup final and that isn’t something to look over just because the game didn’t end how you wanted. You” Alex gently pokes your chest “will use this moment and come back stronger”
“I will” you voice is quiet but there is a hint of conviction in what you are saying.
Alex leans in to kiss you but you stop her as discreetly as you can.
“Look around, don’t do this here just because we lost” you divert your eyes to cameras that are around you.
“Who cares Y/N. If I’m not here for you now then I don’t deserve to be with you at all”
You nod you head. The game had broken you and there wasn’t anyone else you wanted to put you back together. Alex was it for you, public be damned.
“We were never the best at hiding were we?” You asked.
“No Y/N we weren’t but maybe that was the point. We wanted the world to know, we just didn’t know it at the time. Now let’s go, there’s nothing left for you on this pitch”
Alex drapes her arm around you shoulder pulling you in close. Your head rests on her shoulder as the two of you leave the pitch and into the changing room.
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Meet me in the Hallway
Leah Williamson x Styles!reader
Disclaimer: i know leah wore the suit in 2022 but for this it’s 2021.
Y/n sighed running her hand down her dress nervously as her brother walked through the door fixing his cuffs “right cars going to be here in 10.” Y/n nodded looking as her phone lit up for the fifth time in two minutes “who in the hell keeps texting you.” Y/n looked at the vanity her stomach filling with butterflies before turning back to her brother “Sorry H, it’s the group chat talking about international break coming up.” Harry nodded understanding his younger sisters busy schedule “alright but please turn it just for tonight we barely ever get to do anything like this together.” Y/n looked back at her phone before nodding.
Sitting in the car Y/n couldn’t help herself as she tapped on the empty seat beside her as Harry looked at her quizzically “what’s wrong Y/n/n.” Y/n hummed turning to face him “nothing H.” Harry shook his head “I’ve seen you, play matches no problem for both England and United you don’t ever get this nervous, it’s just an award show.” Y/n nodded along to her brothers words “I know H, but I’m not used to this I’m scared of the judgement of standing on a red carpet let alone standing next to you.” Harry shook his head “hey your Y/n Styles an amazing football player who has helped her childhood club grow into the WSL, who will make the Great Britain roster this summer and the England roster next summer, yeah your my little sister but that’s not all you are or all you are worth trust and the only people that are allowed to have that opinion of you are the one who have your phone number ok.” Y/n nodded before turning to look back out the window as they pulled up to the red carpet.
Y/n and Harry stood for photos together and then some separately before splitting for a bit to do interviews “Y/n hi any chance of a quick interview.” Y/n nodded letting out a soft “of course making her way over. “Hi I’m Morgan.” Y/n shook Morgan’s hand before getting into the interview “what’s it like attending an award show with none other than Harry Styles.” Y/n couldn’t help but sigh internally knowing she shouldn’t have gotten her hopes about being asked questions about herself “I mean he’s my brother so it’s pretty normal he doesn’t act any different if that’s what your asking.” Morgan smiled nodding “and can you give us any clues is he going to be releasing any new music.” Y/n turned looking at the celebrities walking the carpet looking for either her brother or anyone really to get her out of this “ehm I’m not really sure, it’s not something I ask as I know it’s a process and one that takes time when he’s ready to share it with the world you will know.” Y/n turned to the carpet once more as Morgan began to ask her final question before Y/n caught eyes with Alex Scott who smiled brightly bounding over to the younger girl “oh my god hello gorgeous.” Y/n let out a laugh pulling Alex into a hug “hi Al.” Morgan cleared her throat before asking the question again “one final question Y/n and I let you get back to it, what is your favourite Harry Styles song.” Y/n looked at Alex “hum that’s hard Al have you got a favourite song of Harry.” Y/n couldn’t help her eyes drift to the figure behind Alex or the butterflies that erupted once more in her stomach the second the figure caught her staring. “Oh I’d have to say favourite song sign of the times Y/n, and favourite match performance of Y/n’s is probably her being the youngest start during the 2019 World Cup and she did not disappoint.” Alex wrapped her arms around you giving you a squeeze “and Y/n favourite song.” Morgan continued ignoring Alex’s last bit “Fine Line.” Morgan gave you both a quick thank you before you both turned to leave “I hate these.” Alex looked at you softly before turning at the sound of her name “you are so much more than his sister remember that.” Y/n nodded thanking Alex before her eyes drifted behind her again turning as she felt her cheeks heat up.
Harry sat at the table watching his sister who nervously played with the table cloth as she looked around the room “Y/n are you sure your ok.” Y/n nodded smiling at Chloe Kelly as she came running over “ahhh Y/n your here.” Y/n got up wrapping Chloe in a tight hug swaying back and forth “aww it’s so good to see you, I’ve missed you.” Chloe and Y/n began discussing the current season before Y/n remembered who she was here with “oh Chloe this is my older brother Harry, Harry this is one of the best forwards I’ve ever seen.” Harry stood up shaking Chloe’s hand as she looked at you surprised “holy shit Y/n.” Y/n laughed at her shocked expression “I’m sorry I know you guys are siblings but to actually see you guys together is mind blowing.” Y/n laughed sitting down as Chloe,herself and Harry began chatting.
Y/n sat holding Harry’s hand nerves shooting through the roof as they began calling out the nominees for British signal “and the winner is Harry Styles Watermelon Sugar.” Harry looked at you surprised as you pulled him into a hug “oh H go I’m so proud.” Harry stood kissing Y/ns cheek rushing up to get his award. Y/n knew she was supposed to be paying attention to her brother but she couldn’t help her eyes drifting to a certain figure sat two tables over straightening her dress as the nerves kicked in again.
Y/n was stood in an empty Hallway trying to turn her phone back on when she felt two hand wrap around her waist “ignoring me tonight my love.” Y/n sighed relaxing into her loves arms “no just wanted to be present for Harry and you make that extremely difficult when you light up my phone every five minutes.” Y/n smiled feeling the breath on her ear “I was simply telling you how sexy you where in that dress darling the silver really matches my green but it would suit my Hotel floor better.” Y/n sighed turning to look at the ocean blue eyes she so often gets lost in. “Oh really.” Y/n couldn’t help her eyes drop to the most kissable lips she had ever known “I found it really hard to just sit there and watch as Chloe came over they way she hugged you and wouldn’t let go of your arm had me wanting to shoot up out of my seat.” Y/n hummed once more wrapping her hands behind the older girls neck “you could have I wouldn’t have minded, maybe could have introduced you to my brother.” Y/n felt her self deflating at her girlfriends words “you could do that anyway you know I’d love to meet him maybe get him to tell me stories about you.” Y/n sighed “I mean as my girlfriend not as my friend.” Y/n pulled the blondes face towards her dying for a kiss “I like this though, our little bubble of privacy.” Y/n stopped her movements “this doesn’t feel like a private relationship to me, it feels like you want to keep me, us, our beautiful relationship hidden.” The Arsenal defender shook her head “I don’t I just don’t want unwanted opinions or attention on our relationship.” Y/n shook her head “so our families are unwanted opinions.” The taller girl sighed “can we please just drop this for now, I just want to kiss you and hold you and maybe even slip my hotel room card into you hand and tell you to meet me after.” Y/n sighed before nodding “ok yeah I’m sorry Le, I just..this, today would have been so much easier if I could do this with you instead of by myself or with H.” Leah hummed pulling her girlfriend into a searing kiss. “I promise soon ok.” Y/n nodded pulling Leah down into another kiss as they both relaxed into each others arms “I love you ok.” Y/n nodded “I love you too.”
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I'm here now, Leah Williamson
Your whole life was revolved around the world of football. Whilst you weren't a footballer yourself, your brother and wife were. You couldn't escape it. If you weren't his sister, you were her wife.
Before you got married to your wife; you were a Grealish, meaning that your brother was Jack. You and Jack were really close with each other, despite living 4 hours apart. Being so close with Jack meant that you were also really close with his girlfriend. Sasha had been in your life since you were about 12. As well as being one of your closest friends, she was like an older sister to you.
Jack was actually the one to introduce you and your wife to each other. Your wife being none other than the Lionesses Captain, Leah Williamson. Leah and you had met when you were just 18.
6 years on: you had got married just over a year ago, you had a little boy together. Jayden, who was nearly 4, you also were currently 7 months pregnant with a little girl.
Before you got married, your's and Leah's relationship was next to perfect. Despite the both of you being quite fiery characters: nothing more than little disagreements happened, you rarely said a cross word to each other.
However, since the wedding, it was a completely different story. Arguements happening way too often, that was something you never wanted your son to see or hear.
Growing up, you had seen Jack go through both the best parts and the difficulties of football. So, you understood the struggle and the benefits within Leah's Job. You had seen how much it had affected her when she tore her ACL, causing her to miss out on a World Cup.
As her wife, you wanted nothing more than to be there for her, support and comfort her.
But that didn't happen.
Ever since her injury, she became more withdrawn from your shared home. Part of you thought that she might cherish the time she had off, using it to spend time with you and Jayden. But no: if she wasn't giving a talk across the world, she was doing a book signing or an interview, or she was going out at night partying with Alex.
And tonight was just another one of them nights.
You were sat on the sofa with Jayden, listening to him babble away abou the TV show he was watching, when Leah came down the stairs: all dressed up and ready to go.
"Alex is waiting outside, i'm gonna go." Leah said as she made her way through to your shared kitchen.
You made sure that Jayden was alright on the sofa before getting up as quickly as you could. A pain shot through your stomach as you stood up; causing you to clutch onto your bump.
"Your going out again?" You asked Leah as you cautiously made your way through to the kitchen.
"Yeah, me and Alex have an event. I could've sworn that I told you." She replied, not even looking in your direction.
"God Leah, I can barely keep up with all your events. Your out all the time."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Her voice raising, her eyes finally meeting yours.
"You have a family, Leah. We barely see you anymore."
"Jayden misses you, I miss you." You continued, your voice softening at the admission.
"I can't do this now, Y/N."
"You never can do this." Another pain shot through your stomach, causing you to groan out in pain before grabbing ahold of the kitchen side.
"Seriously! That's the card you pull out not. Your pathetic!" Leah's voice loud and harsh, each word cutting straight through you.
"Just leave, Leah! You'll be lucky if you have a wife and a son to come home to."
And with that, Leah stormed out of the front door. Slamming the door as she did.
By now you were fully crying. You sat down on one of your dining room chairs, resting your head in your hands.
You weren't sat there for long before you had little footsteps running towards you. Little hands trying to pull your hands from your face.
"Mama okay?" Jayden's quiet voice asked you.
"I'm okay baby." You soon re-assured him, pulling him up to sit on your lap.
"Mummy shout at you."
"Me and Mummy just had a little fallout, that's all."
"Mummy shout at me." His voice soft, appearing a little fearful.
"No! Definatly not. Mummy loves you so much, she would never shout at you, Jay."
As soon as you finished your sentence, another pain shot through your stomach causing your stomach to become rock hard. Jayden's face screwed up in confusion as you groaned out in pain.
"Mama, the floor got a puddle." He told you quietly, looking at the groand.
Fuck! This can't be happening. Not now. It's too early, surely?
"Jay, can you go get Mama's phone, its on the sofa." You said, as you placed him down on the ground.
His little legs running off towards the livingroom in a hurry. If you weren't in so much pain, then you would've laughed at the endearing sight.
He came running back to you, with your phone in hand. He gently gave you your phone before sitting on the chair next to you, watching you intently.
You quickly unlocked your phone and rang Leah's number. The call soon ran out with no answer from her.
"C'mon Leah, please just answer." You muttered quietly, before trying her number again.
No answer.
The pain you were in was becoming increasingly intense by the minute.
You quickly gave up on Leah answering the phone. So, you rang the only other person you would want in a situation like this. The only other person that could keep you calm like Leah could.
Jack and Sasha were in London, luckily for you, due to the fact that earlier in the day Man City played Arsenal at the Emirates.
"Jack?" You asked hopefully, but you could still hear the panic in your voice.
"Sis, woah! What's wrong?"
"Jack, I think i'm in labour."
"What? You can't be, it's way too early." He somehow stayed calm, despite your paniced voice. But he himself, couldn't tell you that he wasn't worried about you and his future neice.
"I'm telling you this baby is coming."
You knew that it was way too early for you to be having your little girl. Your whole body way becoming worked up, all you were doing was dreading the possibillities. Your mind jumping to the worst.
"Y/n, where's Jayden. And where's Leah!" You knew he would be angry at Leah for leaving you, especially in the state you were in.
"Jay's at home, with me. And Leah, well she's gone out with Alex. We had an arguement and she's not answering my calls."
The pain that you were now in was bringing tears to your eyes, adding more distress to your voice.
"Right, okay. Just keep calm for me, Y/N. Me and Jack have just left. We're on the way, we'll only be 10 minutes, Okay." It was now Sasha's voice at the other end of the phone.
"Sasha, it hurts so much."
"I know it does, babe. But your so strong and brave. It's all going to be alright. Your both going to be okay."
10 minutes later…
Your head shot up at the sound of the door being unlocked. Some part of you wished that it was Leah would be the one walking through the door. But you still felt so much relief when Jack and Sasha came in the door.
"Uncle Jack!" Jayden quickly jumped down off the chair, running towards Jack.
"Hi, little man." Jack soon picked him up, placing a kiss on his forehead before resting him on his hip.
"Oh Babe. C'mon, let's get you to the hospital." Sasha wrapped her arms around you, only letting go to try and find your hospital bag.
After finding your hospital bag, Sasha took Jayden from Jack so that he could help you. Jack soon came towards you, trying to help you up and get you too the car.
"Jack, i'm so scared." You told him truthfully as the tears came flooding from your face.
Your hands clutched onto his t-shire, using it to keep you on your feet.
"I know you are. But everything will be okay. You've got me and Sasha and little man over there." He re-eassured you before slowly helping to the car.
Jack got you in the backseat of the car as there was more space. Sasha sat next to you in the back, you quickly using her shoulder to rest your head on as she ran her fingers through your hair - trying to calm you down.
You didn't even notice that Jack had grabbed Jayden's carseat from your car. He placed it in the passenger seat before placing Jayden in it, making sure he was all strapped in.
It didn't take you long to get to the hospital. Jack was driving quite quickly but also making sure that he was careful to cause you any more pain.
Despite your contractions becoming stronger on the way, you tried to ring Leah again. No answer again. However, you tried to ring Alex. To your suprise, she answered.
"Y/N?" You could barely hear Alex, due to all the background noise. Also, the pain made it hard for you to concentrate.
Sasha saw this and quickly took your phone out of your hands before placing it on loud speaker so you could hear her.
"Alex, it's Sasha. Is Leah with you?" Sasha asked her.
"Yeah, she is. Is everything alright?"
"We think Y/
is in labour. We've just got to the hospital."
"Wow, okay. I'll get Leah and we'll head towards the hospital." Alex voice clearly shocked, you could tell that she was disapointed in her best friend and the way she had acted towards you.
By the time the call had finished, Jack was round by your door trying to help you get out. Sasha grabbed your bag and Jayden before following you and Jack into the hospital.
"Hi, I think my sister's in labour." He told the receptionist, whilst still holding you to make sure that you didn't fall.
"Can I have a name, please?" The receptionist was a quite polite, old woman.
"Y/N Williamson." Jack told her.
"And how many weeks are you?"
"27 weeks." You replied this time.
"Right okay, we'll get you straight into the room and a doctor will be straight through." She told you calmly. Before directing you towards your room.
Half an hour had past and you were all set up in your room, on the bed. A doctor had came to check you, telling you that you were already 9cm dialated. You contractions were way closer together than what they had been, they had put you on gas and air to try and reduce the amount of pain you were in.
Jayden was sat outside your room with Sasha, asleep in her lap. It was getting late, so he was bound to be tired. You knew that he was confused about what was going on, but he just went along with all the chaos.
Jack was sat in the room with you. Perched on the bed next to you, your hand in one of his whilst his other ran through your hair.
"Where is she, Jack?"
"She'll be here. I know you've been falling out a lot recently. And as much as I dislike her for the way she has been treating you, she would never miss the birth of her little girl." He told you, trying to re-assure you as best as you could.
What you didn't know was that Leah was currently running through into the hospital, heading straight towards the maternity section. Alex right behind her.
"My wife. She's here, she's in labour." Leah told the same receptionist.
"Your name and your wife's name, please." The old woman still polite.
"Leah Williamson. My wife, Y/N Wiliamson." Leah's fustration coming out in her voice, her own guilt causing her patience to run thin.
"Room 107. She…" The receptionist didn't even get to finish her sentence before Leah had took off, trying to find your room as quickly as she could.
Jack had left the room a minute whilst the doctors checked you over again when he saw Leah running around the corner, Alex not far behind.
"Your having a laugh, aren't you." Jack angrily questioned Leah.
"Jack, look I know I messed up and let her down but let me see her. You know I need to be with her for this." She told him, whilst quickly lowering herself to where Jayden was sat on Sasha's lap before kissing his forehead.
"You need to remeber how lucky you are that she loves you."
"I know." Her head lowered in guilt. heavily regretting how she had treated you.
"Jack. Babe, you need to let her go in. Y/N needs her." Sasha told him, grabbing ahold of his hand.
Jack didn't say anything, he just sat down in the chair next to Sasha. Before looking at Leah and glancing towards the door of your room.
Leah wasted no time in darting through the doors. Her face saddened at the state you were currently in. Your face blochy and tear-stained from how much you had been crying, your body looked so drained from the amount of pain you were in. You weren't even looking towards the door, you were just staring out the window of your room.
"Baby?" Leah said softly, as she sat on the edge of your bed, quickly grabbing your hand.
"I'm so sorry, princess. I know I messed up and I feel so bad for that. You and Jayden and this little one are my everything and I don't know what I would do if I didn't have you in my life." She continued, her voice no higher than a whisper not wanting to startle you.
"I don't like you at the minute." You told her through staggered breaths.
She slightly laughed at your outburst before quickly kissing your forehead.
"That's fair. I deserve that."
You were about to answer Leah when you felt the urge to push. The pain caused you to let out out a grunt in pain and squeeze Leah's hand.
"Baby, what's the matter." Leah questioned you worringly.
"I need to push!"
Leah quickly got up and ran out the room, telling Jack to find a midwife, before rushing back to your side.
"Same as Jayden, yeah?"
You soon nodded at Leah. She helped you lean foward slowly before quickly slipping in to sit behind you on the bed. Your back flush against her chest, as both her hands found yours.
A couple of midwife's soon came into the room, not wasting anytime in getting ready before telling to push when you felt like you needed to.
The pain of giving birth could never be explained to anyone. Your body was tired, your throat was extremely sore and you were sweating profusely.
Leah was a gem, exactly how she was when Jayden was.
"Leah I can't do this." The pain quickly becoming too much for you to handle.
"You can my beautifil girl."
"Your so strong."
"I'm so proud of you."
"My special girl."
Leah continuously whispering praise into your ear. Trying to re-assure and calm you down in every way she could.
After nearly half an hour of pushing, you were finally making progress.
"Right, I need one more push from you, sweetheart. " One of the midwifes told you.
"Come on, Love. Our baby girl is nearly here." One of Leah's hand that was holding yours came up to push your hair from your forehead.
You managed to use any energy that you had left to give one final push, a loud groan left your mouth as you did. Leah's praises never stopped throughout.
And finally, your little girl was born. But something was wrong, you and Leah both knew that.
"Why isn't she crying?" You said breathlessly, your voice containing nothing but panic.
The midwifes didn't reply to you, simply concentrating on your daughter. You couldn't see what they were doing as many midwifes and doctors surronded the little bed that they had placed her in.
After 10 grueling minutes, a quiet cry came from your daughter. Both, you and Leah let out a huge sigh of relief. Tears streaming from both your eyes as a midwife brought your little girl over to you, carefully placing her in your arms.
She was Leah's absolute double. Big blue eyes looked up at you, a few light blonde hairs rested on her head.
"Hi, babygirl." Leah said softly from behind you. Her finger gently going in the tiny hand of your daughter.
"She's perfect." You whispered, Leah kissing the side of your forehead in agreement.
Not so long later: Alex, Jack, Sasha and Jayden were allowed into your room.
Jack came in the room with Jayden resting on his hip, Sasha and Alex following after them. All of them surronding your bed. You and Leah let them all have a look at your daughter, currently not wanting to let her from your grip. You knew how important skin to skin contact was for your newborn.
By now, Leah had come from behind you and was resting next to you on the bed. Jack soon handed Jayden to Leah, him soon taking comfort in his Mum's lap.
"I a big brother now." Jayden told you all before slowly peering at his sister currently in your arms., you all letting out a slight chuckle at him.
"You've got a very important job now, little man." Jack told him.
The three of them eventually left the room leaving time for you and Leah to have with both of your children.
You layed happy as ever on the bed with your own little family, both children fast asleep in yours and Leah's arms.\ Leah looking at you with nothing but admiration and love in her eyes.
"You know, I'd marry you all over again if I could." Leah said quietly, her words pouring out suddenly.
"You would?"
"Most definatly. This, right here, means more to me than anything else ever could. And i'm so sorry that I forgot that. You make me so happy, Y/N. it's kind of scary sometimes."
"Your so soppy sometimes, Leah." Your slightly laughed at her before resting your head on her shoulder.
"I love you, Y/N."
"I love you too, Leah."
"Now, babygirl needs a name. So, what you thinking."
"I quite like the name Erin and I think it goes really nice with Jayden." You told Leah, both of you just contently looking between each other and your children.
"Erin (Your Mum's Name) Amanda Williamson. I love it, it's perfect for her."
"Can we wait a while before the next one. I think I need about 5 years to recover from today."
"My girl, we can have another whenever you want. But for now, i've got all I need right here."
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Alex Scott's daughter (2) II Leah Williamson x Reader
"The feeling that I'm losing her forever
And without really entering her world
I'm glad whenever I can share her laughter
That funny little girl
Slipping through my fingers all the time
I try to capture every minute."
~ ABBA, Slipping Through My Fingers
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Alex Scott was buzzing with excitement. Even though she was the one who would stay at home tonight. She leaned at the bathroom door and watched you get ready in the mirror. Once again, she announced; “This is so exciting.“ “Mum, calm down. I’m just Leahs plus one at an event.“, you rolled your eyes with a slight smile because to be honest, it was kind of adorable. “Still!“, she replied. With a sigh, you gave up brushing your hair and turned to your mum; “Will you help me get ready?“ She seemed genuinely surprised but also very flattered by your request; “Do you want me to?“ “Yes, please. You always look so beautiful.“, you replied, handing her the brush. “
Aw, thank you, dear. Let me start with your hair.“, she smiled brightly and moved you to the edge of the bath tub, so you could sit while she did your hair. “Thanks.“ “Sit still.“, she reminded you with feigned sternness. “Fine.“, you gave in and let your mum brush your hair in peace. After a while of enjoyable silence, Alex gazed at the clock; “So, when is Leah going to pick you up?“ “In an hour. Thats enough time, right?“, you answered, trying to keep the nervousness out of your voice. Pensively, she tilted her head to the side; “Maybe. Do you have your outfit planned?“ “I thought about wearing a dress.“, you stated. From the reflection in the mirror you could see your mums eyes start to sparkle; “Which colour?“ “Black.“ She nodded once, satisfied with your choice; “Alright, that’s good. That leaves us some options for the make up.“ “Leah will wear a beige suit if that helps.“, you added, laughing as your mum grimaced. “It doesn’t. I want to make you look good, not her.“
Your laughter got quieted by Alex, pulling your hair into a tight bun on top of your head; “Ouch.“ “Stop whining.“ “That hurts more than crashing into Jen in training!“, you complained with a grin. The former football player kept pulling on your hair; “Oh please.“ “True story.“ “It’s not true.“, she replied as she took your chin and pulled out two strands to frame your face. Satisfied she examined her work, while you crossed your arms in front of your chest; “It’s!“ “Beauty is pain.“, your mum stated amused and started to apply your make up. “But you always make it look so easy.“
When it was finally time for you to put your black dress on you felt the look of the older woman looking moved by the way you looked tonight. Still, you could not help yourself, bit your lip and asked innocently:” What do you think? How do I look?” “You look gorgeous.”, Alex kissed your cheek carefully, so she did not ruin the makeup underneath. Gratefully you pressed her hand, and you hoped the brunette would feel what you tried to express: “Thanks for your help.” “I’m a little bit sad.”, the former football player confessed smiling. Indeed, you caught her swiping away a tear. Noticing this, you felt your throat tightening: “Oh no, why?” “That you’re going somewhere with Leah but not with me.”, Alex told you. Empathetically you stroked her arm: “Oh mum.” “I think Leah’s here.”, your mum changed the subject, on her lips a brave smile.
Excited Leah turned to one of her oldest friends: “Hi, is she ready?” “Yes. Come on, dear, your date’s here.”, the older woman turned to you. From the bathroom you shouted: “Coming!” In a minute you were standing in front of them: “Lee, you look gorgeous.” The blonde defender was looking stunned at you:” What? Oh, thanks, so do you.” The arsenal player was used to getting compliments, but your look made her breathless. “Stop drooling for my daughter, Leah!”, Alex mocked her. Even that did not stop Leah from pointing out:“ Look how beautiful she looks.” “Yes, I helped her, can’t believe that’s my baby!”, the former player squeaked.
Embarrassed you searched for your girlfriend’s hand: “Mum! Leah, it’s time to go.” “Yes, come on, we can’t be late.”, she agreed much to your relief. Happily you waved at the tv sports presenter:“Bye Mum.” “I’ll have her home by midnight. Promise.”, Leah said to her friend. Jokingly Alex replied:” I hope so.” “Bye Alex.”
Before you two were out of the door your mum yelled: “By the way she can stay past midnight too that would make me personally very proud.” As you got into the car, your cheeks were red: “Typical Mum.” “I wasn’t planning on getting you home before midnight anyway.”, the blonde confessed smirking. A cheeky grin appeared on your lips:“You did not hmm?” “No, I lied.”, the defender chuckled. Winking you told her:“Yeah but you were very convincing in the role as the respectable boyfriend.”“Yeah, I’m good at that.“, Leah laughed, hinting at the time a magazine mistook her for Alex’ boyfriend. “You are.“, you agreed, grinning.
As you realized that the cars in front of you had started to slow done, you nervously checked the time on your phone: “Do you think we should park somewhere here and walk the rest? We might be faster that way.“ “Why not stay in here? I think we’ll find something to do in the meantime.“, Leah smirked, sliding one hand on your bare knee. Laughing, you pushed her off of you; “Babe, we Lionesses have to present an award. We cannot not come.“ “Not our fault that we’re stuck in traffic.“, she replied, blinking innocently at you. “You can do anything you want later.“, you promised her with a wink. You leaned over to your girlfriend and kissed her passionately as you finally reached your destination. You both got out of the car.
Grabbing Leahs hand, you started to jog to the event. “We’ll just get you another run in on your road to recovery.“, you laughed. A little out of breath, you arrived right on time. Before stepping on the red carpet together, your girlfriend stopped you; “Wait!“ “Alright?“, you turned to her in surprise. The defender silently wiped a bit of your lipstick away that had smudged during the kiss. She gave you a short nod; “Ready?“ “Ready.“, you answered. “Let’s go then.“, Leah took your hand but you did not move. “Lee?“ “Yes?“ “Are you sure you want to be seen with me?“
The blonde football player immediately turned around, searching for your eyes; “I asked you to come with me, so yes. I am sure.“ You took a deep breath, sighing as you breathed out; “Okay.“ “Are you ready?“, she asked, furrowing her brows in worry. “I am.“, you confirmed, feeling your confidence slowly coming back. Leah smiled softly at you; “Let’s go then.“ Holding hands, you walked down the red carpet. Leah continued to tightly squeeze your hand for reassurance.
A journalist suddenly caught your attention, yelling the score of the Arsenal men game to your girlfriend; “Leah, Arsenal won!“ “Are you joking? Arsenal?“, she repeated excitedly. Turning to you, she asked; “Did you hear that?!“ “I did!“, you grinned, happier about Leahs enthusiasm then about the actual score.“That’s amazing.”, the defender couldn’t stop raving about it. “Oh yes.” “So proud of the boys.”, Leah hummed. Solemnly you promised her:“ Same. On the weekend we’ll win against villa too.” “Of course.”, the blonde grinned. “Promised.” Proudly Leah beamed at you: “I know you’ll.” To seal that promise you kissed her before saying:” Let’s go inside, shall we?” “Yes. We’re already late.”
It seems to be a reoccurring theme in the Scott family to run late. The matchday on Sunday was finally here and Leah and Alex were on their way to watch the game in the stands. “Shit, Lee, we need to hurry up. My girl is in the starting line!”, the former player swore loudly. Amused by one of her best friends the blonde replied:” And you’d be okay with being late if she wasn’t?” “No, but it might help us to get faster through the crowd.”, the brunette winked at her. Sceptical the England skipper replied: “Sure Alex.”
Despite her scepticism the words of the sports presenter helped them to get through the crowd faster. Satisfied Alex turned her head to the still playing Arsenal defender: “See? It works!” “Just sit down and watch the game.”, Leah answered with an eye roll. “Oh come on, can’t you admit that it helped us to get to our seats faster?” “Shh, they’re playing North London forever.”, the blonde whispered before starting to sing the song along with thousands of fans which made the usually calm and collected person she was turn into an emotional mess. Laughing the older woman apologized:“Sorry, nerd.” “As if you were any better.”, the younger defender commented giggling. Football was the way the friends had originally met and it still was one of the things they loved to share the most together. “I didn’t say I’m not one. The game is on.”
“I’m so nervous!”, Leah confessed, already biting her lip from the anticipation and excitement she felt. “Did you see that?”, the brunette cheered. Happily the blonde shouted:“Yes, girls!” As the Arsenal players on and off the pitch were celebrating their goal against villa in a full emirate’s stadium. A bright smile appeared on Alex’s lips: “That was amazing.” “Right?”, the England skipper asked, still feeling the rush of excitement as if she was on the pitch with her teammates who meant so much to her. In the second half it got even better for Arsenal as you scored an absolute banger of a goal much to the joy of the two women who were so dear to you. “Oh my god, she scored, Lee.”, the tv presenter told your girlfriend visibly thrilled.
“And what a goal!“, Leah gushed, barely able to stay in her seat. “It was stunning.“ Pointing down to you, your girlfriend laughed; “She can’t even believe it.“ Alex watched your surprised expression turn into a bright smile as you caught your team mates in a group hug; “To be fair, it doesn’t happen often to a defender as we know.“ “But if we score, we do it right.“, Leah added. Alex nodded along; “True though.“ When the game ended, Leah pushed out of her seat; “We have to celebrate with her.“ Alex followed suit; “Definitely.“
The two caught you as you left the pitch. “Mum, Lee, did you see that?“, you asked still in disbelief, your cheeks almost hurting from smiling. Alex pulled you into a tight hug, blowing a kiss on your temple; “You were so good tonight.“ “Your goal was amazing!“, Leah agreed, once your mum let go of you. Casually, she slipped a hand beneath your jawline and pulled you in for a kiss. You could have stayed in the moment forever, but the kiss was interrupted by Alex grimacing; “Ew!“ Leah rolled her eyes and you only gave a half-apologetic smile; “Sorry, mum.“ “No, it’s okay. I’m just joking.“, she replied, waving her hand for you two to go on. Instead, your girlfriend put her arm around you and looked at Alex; “Come on, girls. It’s time to celebrate.“ Happily, you let her pull you with her.
This night was about to be perfect. Not only did you score the game-winning goal but you also had your two favourite people with you.
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The reason for her smile LW6 x reader
Alex Scott became a close friend of yours quickly, the both of you just clicked. you often partnered together since you were a world renowned photographer, photographing many celebrities. You had recently returned from living abroad in Italy. Upon arriving in London Alex offered you the opportunity to come take some photographs of a football star while she was being interviewed. This was also the perfect opportunity for you to catch up and work alongside each other.
You made your way to the studio.
“I missed you so much.” Alex rushed into you hugging you tightly. “ I can't wait for you to meet Leah.”
“ Me too, I'm so happy we're working together again. Why didn't you tell me it was Leah Williamson? You know I'm a huge fan!”
You hear the door open and you're greeted by a blonde girl with a bright smile on her face. She wore brown trousers and a simple white crop top showing off her abs. In her hand three coffees.
She sets the coffees down on a table and gives you a hug.
“I'm Leah. It's nice to finally meet you y/n but i must say if anything i'm your biggest fan.”
“I don't believe you.” You say expecting her to not even know your name. Her blond hair was loose reaching her shoulders, a halo of blonde framing her face. She was even more gorgeous up close.
“She serious , Leah asked me if you would be available for today.” Alex took a sip from her coffee smirking at you.
“Oh sorry i almost forgot i got you a coffee too.” her hands brushed against yours. It was from your favourite coffee shop and it was also your go to order.
“Oh my god this is my favourite coffee shop. How did you guess my order?” Leah just shrugs.
The photo shoot goes well. Leah changes outfits, styling herself looking impeccable due to her amazing sense of style. She often turns to smile at you, occasionally asking you questions it almost becomes a mix of her interviewing you. Suddenly Alex gets a phone call from her mom since it was just the three of you. You both tell her to go take the phone call . She steps outside the room leaving you to alone.
“ Can I see some of the pictures you've taken?” Leah walks over to you and places a hand on your back. You nod and show her some of the pictures so far.
“These look great , I really love your work, it just has so much warmth to it.”
“I think you and your smile put all the warmth in these pictures.” It was true her smile was like warm honey. She blushes and shakes her head in disagreement.
You walk over to your equipment on the table. Leah follows you and leans against the edge of the table.
“What's your favourite club ?” You laugh and raise your head up to look at her. She wears a smirk on her face.
“Do i have to say arsenal.'' Leah playfully nudges you but shakes her head while biting her lip.
“It's Barca . I loved watching them play while I lived in Spain i actually saw you play against them you broke some hearts after scoring that header.”
She laughs and so do you. What you don't realise is Leah looking at you needing to make you laugh again. Leah doesn't want the day to end; she wants to keep talking to you. She wants to hear more about your time in France and Spain.
“You should come to an arsenal game sometime. Then you'd get to see how many hearts I can break.” She leans in closer brushing your hair out of your face. Your face gets hot, a blush creeping up on your skin. You hear Alex come back into the room you move away from Leah but not before whispering “Maybe I will if you ask me nicely.” Leah turns to look at you but you're already behind your camera .
The sun starts to set as the three of you say goodbye you don't realise that Leah hugs you for a seconds longer than she does Alex. You both walk Alex to her car but you realise you forgot something in the studio. Alex offers to go with you even though she is already in her car but Leah insists that shell go instead.
You enter the studio and quickly find your missing piece of equipment. You turn back to look at Leah when she starts to speak.
“ Y/n will you please come watch my game on Saturday. I'm asking nicely. “ She smiles at you.
You walk over to her and focus all your attention on her face. “I've never been to watch a football match for a first date.” You pray that she's actually interested in you starting to overthink what you just said.
“Well there's always a first time and I promise a proper first date on Sunday.” You feel giddy at the promise of Sunday.
“Who says I want to go on a first and second date?” You ask her sarcastically of course. Leah smirks .
“ I have a feeling.”
She walks you to your car and helps you pack everything. She even opens you door for you.
You look at each other you're about to say bye when she kisses you so sweetly . You melt into her touch. She pulls away.
“Goodnight y/n”
When you reach home you get a text from a number.
Leah - Hey love , it's Leah, here's your ticket for Saturday (she sends a picture). Can't wait to see you. Xx
You - The feelings mutual. Can't wait to take more pictures of you.
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𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 — 𝐆𝐒 . 𝐋𝐖 . 𝐊𝐖
## georgia, leah & keira !!
Hello everyone! I hope you enjoy this! I’ve missed writing over the last crazy weeks, i’m getting through all my messages & requests now! More parts of this to come! Thank you! Love always - RGx
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When Keira and Georgia first met, they were in school. Fifteen and wrapped in blazers that were at the very least a size too big, hanging down by their waists and protruding from their shoulders.
The pair weren’t totally unfamiliar, sharing a group of mutual friends - more specifically, Leah, who would throw their names around in conversations.
Leah had lived five minutes from Georgia practically since they were born. they spent years kicking about on the field outside Georgia’s house, seeing each other through years of school and friendship. That was until year seven found them both in different schools at different ends of the town - but somehow, through the mess of puberty and British secondary school, they never lost touch. instead opting for a weekly kick about on a Tuesday, which usually ended in a mess of laughter. The type of laughter that's silent and pure joyous, the kind that makes you hold your nose and cross your legs. most importantly, it worked.
Leah and Keira however, had met on the third day of year seven. football tryouts, obviously. Leah striking up a conversation about Keira’s boots, and helping her to tie the ridiculously long laces. They both made the team and made an even better pair. Keira, despite her small frame, dominated the mid field. Leah, with her big aspirations and an even bigger mouth, dominated the defence. They would scream across the field, calling to each other after a good pass and swearing under their breaths when the ball came off their feet in an unintended direction. It started at after-school practice, then lunch, then the days seemed to fall into weeks, then into months, then into years until their meeting became a soft memory of them.
It was the final day of school before May half-term, a Friday. It was still warm and light out, the sun still standing her ground as four o’clock rolled around and the final bell rang through the grounds. At the sound, Keira and Leah hurried to shove their belongings and clothes back into their kit bags - disregarding the need to actually remove either of their football kits and instead just slipping their blazer over the top.
The pair still slightly red in the face and breathing deeply as they sifted through the crowd in the common area, weaving through the bodies and towards the gates - arms linked and followed by a small group of other girls who they shared a pitch with.
Georgia’s day had finished earlier, her school day ending in a blur. At lunchtime, her phone buzzed in her blazer pocket. A text from Leah asking Georgia if she wanted to play in a friendly five-a-side match with some of the girls from her team. though she said it in far fewer words, something along the lines of. ‘g!!! five-a-side on the field tonight!! meet me from school, I’ll introduce u to the girls. love u x’ and that was that.
Georgia was already outside the gates by the time the bell rang, headphones in and looking down at her phone. She had her kit on too, beneath her blazer. A backpack slung over her shoulder and hanging low on her back, it was full to the brim - most likely with her uniform scrunched and shoved in amongst the books.
When Leah, Keira and the other football girls had finally managed to break out of the crowd and through the gates - Leah called out and pulled the group in Georgia's direction, spotting the girl standing hunched against the wall. Once she was close enough to be noticed, Georgia removed her headphones and pulled Leah into a side hug and laughed when they collided.
"You're sweaty get off!" She laughed, nudging Leah away playfully and turning her attention to the rest of the girls. "I'm Georgia! it's lovely to meet you!"
Before Keira could reply she was being hugged, smiling at the unexpected contact and letting out a loose laugh as the group errupted into harmonizing laughs when leah called from ahead of them.
"She's a hugger girls!"
They all finished their greetings, exchanging names and 'How are you's before they started to move away from the school. The walk to the field wasn't far at all, maybe 15 minutes and Georgia seemed to fit straight into the crowd. Laughing and joking with everyone, making sure they were all equally included.
After five minutes though, Georgia and Keira had managed to drift away from the other girls. Stood in a two behind the group, laughing and talking about football. they shared their favourite players and discussed matches they had been to, each of them excited at the presence of a new ear to chew off. they shared embarrassing football moments and silly cards they had received. This continued until they had reached their destination, still chatting as they threw their bags onto the grass and began marking their 'goalposts.'
It felt strange to Keira, it had never been easy for her to make new friends. But weirdly, it didn't feel like she was making a new friend in Georgia. Instead, it was as if they had been friends for years.
The match was fun, full of laughter and cheers. By the time they had finished up, the other girls had said their goodbyes and made their way home. leaving Leah, Georgia and Keira alone on the grass. they sat there for a while, laughing and talking until they had to leave. accompanying each other on the walk home, where Keira made sure to take Georgia's number to stay in touch.
They spoke every day.
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Keira had never felt this way about a group of people before, or honestly about anyone at all. She wasn't a sociable child and that wasn't a trait she really ever grew out of - but with Leah and Georgia, her ability (or lack thereof) to make friends seemed to wither away.
The first time they spent the day as just a trio was in the summer. It was hot, with little breeze to put them out of their misery. Sprawled out on a pitch of grass by the stone beach, which was far too hot and crowded to even think about finding a spot. But laying on mismatched towels beside each other and sharing a big bag of doritos was enough for them.
The group stayed like that for hours, laid on their towels and sharing the snacks that Georgia had provided. They laughed until their ribs hurt, and kicked a ball about until they were sure their knees would buckle.
The day was slowly slipping away, the sun now drifting below the horizon and a chill settling into the air. At the now lack of heat, the girls concluded it was time to walk home.
They walked together, sharing a bottle of water and stopping every few yards in fits of laughter. The walk would usually take 15 minutes, but between them, they had managed to extend the walk to 45.
Georgia and Leah decided to walk Keira home first, considering she lived closer and they wouldn't want her to walk even a street's length alone. They escorted her right up to the front door, sharing a hug and a passing kiss on the cheek before saying their final goodbyes.
Keira watched them walk away from her house through the window next to the door, smiling absentmindedly as they faded from view. Watching Leah's ponytail swing as she shook her head, presumably at some stupid comment Georgia had made, Keira couldn't help by stifle a small and breathy laugh from her lips.
"This is it." she thought briefly. these were her people.
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Almost a year later and they were still as close as ever. Spending evenings after school and spare time on the weekends as a trio. whether that be in town, or at each other's houses.
On this day, however, they sat on a small patch of grass behind Georgia's house. All three of them adorned in mismatched football kits their parents had strung together. They sat in silence for a minute or two, heaving for breath as they lay sprawled out after an all too intense round of quickfire penalties.
In this silence Keira lay fidgeting with the blades of grass beside her, twisting them between her fingers and ripping them from the ground. She knew she could tell them anything. They would never judge, just listen. So she was confused as to why an anxious fire began to spread through her stomach, around her limbs and across the back of her neck as she sat up in the grass and turned her body to face the pair head-on.
Georgia was the first to notice the look on Keira's face, raising herself to rest on her elbows with her eyebrows furrowed. "Kei? What's wrong?"
Leah sat up next, removing her arm from across her face and moving to face Keira as well. "You okay?" She whispered softly.
Keira was silent for a few beats, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes before she started speaking. "I need to tell you both something and I don't want you to think of me any differently and I don't want you to not want to talk to me or hang around with me anymore and I just-"
"Keira, woah, slow down." Leah was always logical, but she was also fiercely caring. She placed her hand gently atop of Keira's on the grass. "Slow down, nothing you could ever say will ever make us not want to speak to you!"
"Yeah Kei, never." Georgia iterated, smiling.
"I like girls." She whispered. Looking down at the grass beneath her, avoiding the eyes now fixated on her. It was silent between the group for a minute before Georgia spoke up.
"You're still Keira."
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#h50 1x01#alex o'loughlin#steve mcgarrett#h50 bloopers#Goofy McGoofy#can u imagine? this is the pilot filming..and he's so fine on bts#even on the next eps#he rly worked hard for that job#and the confidence there just show (just like the giggles off camera xD)#love this dork#mine#so so young....#this is like maybe 14 yrs+ ago....?#reminds me when he said he wanted to impress everybody and himself and do the own stunt#and even snitched Scott for using Stunt doubles too much🤣🤣#fast forward to more than a few accidents/pain/dangerous stuff and permanent injuries#he admits that gonna use stunt doubles whenever he can. like Scott xD
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Charles Xavier x reader headcanon
Idk how this will go but here’s my version of headcanons from my previous post. Also I’m writing in mobile. I also don’t know how to put read more. And I think I might write more so I’ll need someone to help beta read them😅
Summary: GN! Reader is in love with Charles but they can’t/don’t speak but Charles is in love with reader as well so he tries talking to them through their minds. Everyone can see them falling in love even more than they already were.
Note: in writing on mobile and I put gn reader so if I note to something that isn’t gn please let me know and I’ll fix it. This is my first ever thing I’ve done so pls be nice😅
-Reader couldn’t speak from losing their voice. Idk how but make that up on your own lmao
-Charles would see how much the reader struggles to communicate, either by sign language or just writing
-Readers mutation is telekinesis so they would move things around when bored since they can’t speak
-One day Charles goes up to the reader and asks “Can I enter your mind? To speak only I’m not going to look through anything, not unless you want me to of course! But I just thought I’d be easier to speak that wa-“
-Reader just nods enthusiastically cutting Charles off
-‘hello y/n’ ‘hello Charles’
-they continue to speak to each other about how their days have gone and how they’re doing
-Logan, Scott, Jean, and Storm all sit on the couch watching the two just stare at eachother while chuckling every once in awhile
-“They couldn’t be any more obvious could they?” Scott’s the first to speak in the 10 minutes they’ve been doing this
-Charles face goes serious after hearing what Scott says while reader just looks confused about what Scott meant(maybe also being a bit nervous if Charles finding theyre in love with him)
-‘Y/n I didn’t think I’d tell you this anytime soon but ever since you got here over a year ago I’ve been fascinated with you and I have fallen in love with you’
- reader just looks surprised while also feeling their face get warm.
-‘I-I love you as well charles. I’ve been in love for quite awhile. I was just to scared to to tell you because I thought you didn’t love me back’
-Charles just leans in and kisses the reader. The kiss didn’t last long but the reader was happy
- everyone on the couch just starts cheering and saying “FINALLY”
-Logan hands Scott 10 bucks
-they had a bet for how long it would take for them to admit how they feel
-everyone clears out of the room so Charles and y/n can be alone
-Charles asks reader out loud “wild like for me to help you find an easier way to communicate with people?”
-reader nods ‘I would love that but for now let it just be us’
-Charles and reader spend the evening speaking through their minds. Eventually going up to Charles’ room and talking all night
Idk how to end this so if you would like to se Elmore let me know. I know that more of needed as a slight fix or Drabble but in headcanon form but idk how to do any of this😂
#charles xavier#james mcavoy#professor x#logan howlett#wolverine#scott summers#alex summers#charles xavier x reader#erik lensherr imagine#erik lehnsherr#x men comics#x men the last stand#x men days of future past#mads writing
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Are You Jealous, Professor ??
Request from @bvbwestfall Charles Xavier hears his soulmate thoughts and its Scott's little sister. He feels werid about it at first so he ingores her and later on he sees Logan flirt laughs with her getting jealous
"I'll be fine guys. You don't have to worry about me here every five minutes." Charles could hear a new girls thoughts over all the other students. It was strange to him he has never heard thoughts so loud and yet so innocent all at the same time. Normally he heard all the dirty little secrets of everyone around him. The things that they whispered in their mind but not this voice. Not this girl, she wasn't like the others and he needed to find out why. Moving the joystick of his chair he was reading to a group of students until he saw Alex walking up with two new people. One wearing bandages and the other well...Charles felt his cheeks turning red at the sight of the girl before him. It was in fact his mystery voice girl. "Alex, it's good to see you." The boy smiled resting each hand on the shoulders of the other two. "This is my sister Y/n and my brother Scott. I'm thinking you can help."
Honestly this was a fun one to write. Also it switches from 1st person to 3rd person pov a little bit...I'm trying something new 🤗
@groovy-lady @rosie-posie08 @makeshift-prime
For the past few months my brother Scott and I have been at this school for Gifted people trying to learn to control their powers. My brothers have the same red energy it just comes out in different places. And then you have me I wasn't gifted with the energy but the ability to read person's mind. Logan, one of my friends walked down the stairs right before I pulled my sleeve down of my right arm. I haven't been able to figure out what the mark on me means. It's a circle with an x going across it and it doesn't go away. Ever since I stepped foot in the school it's stayed there. "Hey girl, are you still messing with that arm. Maybe you should let a dock check it?" Logan asked leaning against the wall until I heard a voice appear in his mind, the voice of Professor Charles Xavier none the less. "Stop talking with her!"
"Logan, I'll uh see you later. I think the professor wanted to see you." I leaned up kissing his cheek before he playfully shoves me making me smile. "Stay out of my head, little reader." Logan entered Charles office seeing him reading from his stake of notes for the class he had to teach later. He closes the door behind him and that's when Charles actually looked up from his work. "Ah Logan. What can I do for you?" Wolverine ran a hand through his hair annoyed that he was playing dumb when he could hear everyone's thoughts through the whole school. He knew why Logan came into his office and was trying to hide it. "Cut the crap, Charles. You know why I'm here. I was just talking with Y/n, you know Scott's sister. Until you show up inside my head." Charles rolled his eyes moving his chair away from his desk to face the man directly.
"I have no idea what you're taking about, Logan. Are you on acids?" The Telepath tried to play it off until he entered Logan's mind seeing you kiss his cheek moments ago. Clutching his hands into fists on the armrest Logan finally figured out what was going on. "Are you jealous, Professor?" He teased the man before him seeing his cheeks turning red. "Lisen Charles I only see Y/n as like a little sister or a good friend. Plus my heart belongs to Jean. So I'd go tell her...wait what's that on your arm?" Charles raised a brow unrolling the sleeve on his right arm having the same mark you did. "I don't know. Hank nor I have seen anything like it." Logan opened the door pushing his wheelchair outside where Charles immediately saw you walking towards him.
Leaving my room I try following the red mark because it glows the closer I get to whoever the target was. Running through all different things in my head the only thing that made any sense was that it could be a soulmate mark. There's not much on soulmates unless you count it in children's books but we also live in a world where mutants exists so anything is possible. Stopping in my search I found Charles staring straight at me having the same red glow mark on his arm. He rolled forward as close as he could without stepping on my toes. "Y/n, I have something to tell you. I - I think I'm in love with you." Tilting my head down I felt myself blush but in the end I get bold climbed onto his lap wrapping my arms around his neck kissing him suddenly. "I love you too, Charles." He read my mind too caught up in enjoying the kiss until I broke it. He wrapped his arms around my waist holding me still resting his forehead against mine. "So Logan said you might be jealous hmm, Professor?" Charles blushed deeply at my teasing burying his face into my chest mumbling. "Maybe...but there's no denying you're my soulmate." Logan stood in the doorway of Xavier's office just smiling at the two lover birds finally finding each other.
Comments really appreciated ❤️
#charles xavier x reader#x men charles xavier x reader#charles xavier fluff#charles xavier x y/n#charles xavier imagine#charles xavier x you#charles xavier one shot#charles xavier jealous#charles xavier x summer reader#scott summers x sister reader#alex summers x sister reader#scott summers#alex summers#wolverine#x men x reader#x men#x men imagine#requests open#ask box is open for anything#comments really appreciated#logan howlett
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Summers Brother age difference (Movie)
Randomly I started thinking about how Alex Summers is 40yrs old in Apocalypse- and has a 17yr old brother- thats a 23year age gap- why did his parents decided to have another kid so much later than the first?-
In First Class, Alex is 20yrs old- and since first class takes place in 1963, it means he was born in 1943. I’m just guessing here his parents had him young, as we do see them briefly in Apocalypse- but still- assuming they had him in their 20s at least- would mean their in their 60s in Apocalypse!- 50s if we say it was a teen pregnancy.
In Apocalypse, Scott in 17yrs old, we know this because his teacher mentions they were about 7yrs during Days of Futures Past which was 10yrs prior to Apocalypse (and Alex was 30yrs old) with that information- it means that Scott was born in 1966, three years after First Class. Which means their parents decided to have another kid in their 50-40s! Not only would that have been Dangerous for their mother (Katherine Summers) but just- why? Why have another kid 23yrs after your first one? In literally makes no sense to have another kid at that point-
X-men is weird y’all
#marvel#xmen#alex summers#havok#havok xmen#scott summers#cyclops#cyclops xmen#katherine summers#christopher summers#It makes no sense to have another kid 20yrs later-#and like- sure it could have been a accidental baby but still-#just imagine Alex getting a phone call or letter like#- hey! we haven’t probably talked in years and stuff but surprise! your going to be a big brother even tho we are in our 40s! -#and suddenly he has a little brother- who will turn out mutant like him-#thats another thing- what are the chances that both brothers would end up mutant-#we know nobody else in their family has ever been mutant and now suddenly- bam! two mutant kids!
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𝐗-𝐌𝐞𝐧 | alex summers
Alex Summers x Reader
Warnings : spoil first class
Mots : 339
Masterlist
Tu étais un mutant et tu habitais dans le manoir de Charles Xavier depuis le début, tu avais choisi de rester avec Charles après son accident à Cuba. Les autres mutants qui étaient avec toi au départ étaient soit avec Erik, soit mort, soit ils avaient décidé de partir vivre leur vie ailleurs. Tu étais donc une des seules avec Hank à être restée vivre dans le manoir. Tu avais d'ailleurs réussi à finir tes études et maintenant tu étais professeur et tu pouvais aider les jeunes mutants venus vivre avec vous. Tu ne pouvais cependant pas t'empêcher de penser à tes anciens amis qui n'étaient plus avec toi, tu avais donc une photo de vous tous ensemble sur ton bureau.
Aujourd'hui, comme tous les jours, tu étais en train de faire un cours sur les mutants qui avaient changé l'histoire. À la fin du cours, tu allas dans ton bureau pour changer tes feuilles mais en entrant, tu vis Alex Summers, un des premiers mutants recrutés par Charles tout comme toi. Il avait ton cadre dans les mains et avait un regard triste. Quand il t'entendit entrer, il se tourna vers toi et resta bloqué quelques secondes puis dit :
❝━ Tiens, salut (T/P) !
━ Alex... Q-qu'est ce que tu fais ici ?
━ Mon frère, c'est aussi un mutant... D'ailleurs, ton bureau est hyper cool !
━ Si tu étais resté, tu aurais pu avoir le même. Dis-tu en t'asseyant sur ton bureau.
━ Ouais, à ce propos...
━ Je me fiche de tes explications Alex, ce qui est fait est fait. On ne peut plus reculer... Le coupas-tu en baissant la tête. Tes cheveux ont bien poussé depuis le temps. Lui souris-tu espérant pouvoir changer de sujet.
━ Ouais, j'avais envie de changer. Toi aussi, tu as bien changé.
━ Tu trouves ? Dis-tu en te penchant vers lui.
━ Tu es devenue encore plus belle. Te sourit-il.
━ Sur ça, tu n'as pas changé par contre.Dis-tu en riant.❞
#marvel#x reader#reader insert#gif imagine#marvel cinematic universe#marvel mcu#x men movies#wolverine#professor x#magneto#fox xmen#x men evolution#alex summers#havok xmen#havok#x men#scott summers
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On a Night Like Tonight (Alex Scott x reader)
Retirement. A word that had been playing on your mind for a the past 12 months. After Australia, Team GB went on to win gold in the Olympics and it left only one trophy missing from your cabinet. The World Cup.
2027, Brazil. It was the day that you gave the fans the thing you promised 4 years ago. You lead your team to their first World Cup star and did so by beating the United States on penalties.
Unlike last year Alex was pitch side with Fara eagerly waiting for you to come over and when you did she welcomed you like the champion you now were or at least she gave you the PG version given you were live on TV.
You were overcome with emotion as Alex held you in her arms. To the outside world the tears you were clearly shedding were that of happiness but between you and Alex you knew they were sad tears too.
The celebration awaiting you back in England was unlike anything you could have imagined. It put the euros one to shame. The whole country showed up to celebrate you and you made sure to savour every moment.
Each player had their turn on the microphone and the fans loved it but when it was your turn to speak the fans took one look at your face and went silent. You could hear a pin drop in Trafalgar Square.
“You all know I hate being a bench warmer and I don’t want to be one of those players the play long after their time is up. It has been my greatest honour being your captain for over ten years but it is time that I pass on the torch and hang the boots up”
It was announced the following day that England’s match against Germany at Wembley in one month’s time would be you final game in an England shirt. The match sold out in minutes and it set the perfect scene for your send off.
The days leading up to it was hectic, you barely had a second to yourself and most of all it was extremely overwhelming. You questioned if you had made the right decision. You were still playing world class football, why stop now? Your question was answered one night at St George’s Park. It was the night before your final game and the entire team could tell you were having an hard time. It’s the reason Sarina allowed Alex to stay in your room even though it was against the rules.
“I don’t think I can do it”
Alex looked up from where she was laying on your chest.
“Can’t or don’t want to?”
“Football is all I’ve ever known Al, I’m not sure I can give it up”
“You’re not retiring completely. In a week’s time you will be back at Cobham with Chelsea”
“I’m going to be home a lot more”
“You make it sound like a bad thing. Remember the reason that made you consider retiring in the first place?”
It was a night you remember well. You and Alex spent over an hour talking about the future and what it could look like. You got so caught up in the hypotheticals that reality became disappointing. It made you want to skip the next few years so that you could start the next chapter of your life, the one where being captain was no longer the highest responsibility you had.
You feel asleep that night dreaming of the future and when you woke up you were ready to say goodbye to the team that you loved so much.
It was a bitter sweet feeling as the final whistle was blown. The entire England team, both the players on the bench and on the pitch, came running to you. It that moment you felt loved and appreciated. It was a moment that you would remember for the rest of your life. As you take a lap around the field you try to take in as much as you can.
“You know you don’t have to retire” Leah appears by your side.
“It’s my time. I have loved playing for this team and every time I wear this badge it is a great honour but this is my final curtain call Leah, my swan song” You pull the blonde into your side and kiss the side of her head.
“Don’t be getting soft. Save that for Alex because we need to go do media” Truth is Leah didn’t want you to leave, she had told you this much but your mind was yet.
“I know but before that there’s something I need to do”
You pull Leah towards the middle of the pitch, away from the shouting fans, the centre circle becoming your own little bubble.
“I have been captain of this team for almost ten years. I have lead them to the highest highs and the lowest lows. It takes a lot from you when you wear this band but it can also reward in the best possible way. I have spoken with Sarina about who I want to be my successor and that person is you Leah”
With a heavy heart you take the armband off and pull it up Leah’s arm. You were passing the torch, this was a changing of the guard and you were doing it for the whole to see.
By the time you reach Alex and the BBC team you are on the very line fine between keeping it together and breaking completely.
The world now knew about the two of you but with a camera pointed straight at you, you felt the need to stay professional but Alex soon changed that.
“We’re not rolling. It’s playing her career highlights” one of the camera men tells Alex.
“Come here” The BBC presenter pulls you into her arms and for a brief moment you allow yourself to feel, feel everything that you have been bottling up since you woke up.
“It’s over. I’ve played my last game as a lioness” you could feel tears falling down your face and you were aware that there were multiple people watching the interaction but no longer had to strength to bottle up your emotions.
The same man who told you that the cameras were rolling informed you that they would be live in 5, then proceeded to count down using his fingers.
As a way of regaining control of your emotions and in attempt of staying together you move away from Alex and closer to Jill and Fara. As if knowing that you still weren’t ready to answer the unavoidable questions Leah takes charge of the interview and the presenters follow her lead. It is when she is asked a question only you can answer do you need to get involved.
“Jill asked what’s next for you?” Leah nudges you.
“I go back to Chelsea. As for the next international break, well I have no idea. Maybe go on holiday, what do you say Al, fancy the Maldives?”
“Sure, why not. Fara can cover for me”
“Seriously though Y/N. What’s next? When asked about retiring you said that you have given over 15 years to your country and that it’s time to prioritise your personal life. I think I remember you saying it’s what our dear Alex over here deserves”
Leah switches places with you when Alex is mentioned. Sensing that being next to your person may bring you more peace and encourage you to answer the question without making jokes.
“If the song is right then I believe I hear wedding bells” Jills says.
You wonder what song she is referring to and upon turning to Alex you see that she is also at loss.
“You know the song. The one about kissing in a tree. I won’t sing it seen as though we are live on air and I am a professional”
With Jill’s clue you know exactly the song she is talking about although you think you may have been in high school when you last heard it.
“Since when are you a professional?” You scoff. You refused to bite.
“I get what you’re saying. I believe it says first comes love”
“Check” Alex plays along.
Before Leah continues you turn to Alex. Your hand sat on the small of her back and unknowingly to the women around, you tap you ring finger which was missing a very important piece of jewellery. Alex leans into you with her head on your shoulder and tells you to go for it.
“Then comes marriage-“
“Check” you were proud to finally announce that you had in fact married Alex but up until this moment it was only your immediate families that knew.
The faces of your friends were priceless. In that moment you wish you had a camera to take a photo but then you remember you are on live TV. Oh god, you were live on the BBC. Not only had you told your friends about your nuptials, you had told the entire world.
“Shit”
“Y/N” Alex playfully slaps your arm “We are live”
“I am now aware of this Al”
“I would like to apologise for the language made by Y/N Y/L/N”
“Don’t you mean Y/N Scott?” Jill asks.
“No she does not” you say rather defensively “Alex took my name, she is Alex Y/L/N”
“How about we discuss the details of our marriage when we are not live on TV.” Alex tries to get the interview back on track which you are happy to do.
You then proceed to talk all things football. Jill recalls your first training session as a lioness, Fara tells her favourite Y/N Y/L/N stories, Leah brings you to tears once again when she tells you about how you showed her what is possible and Alex grins ear to ear when she explains all the ways that you have changed the game and how a lot of people have you to thank for how far the game has come.
Almost an hour later you are in one of the hospitality suites at Wembley. The news of you and Alex had spread to rest of the team and the party that was originally planned for your retirement has now turned into a retirement / wedding party.
It doesn’t take much for you to get overwhelmed, how could you not. You escape to one of the boxes near the suite, the cold air grounds you and the silence is welcoming. Looking out at the pitch you are filled with nostalgia as memories flood your mind, it’s as if a highlight reel is playing.
“People are asking where you are?”
You feel your body relax upon hearing your wife’s voice. It is one of the things you love most about her.
“You found me. Any chance I can persuade you to stay here with me for a moment?”
“I can think of a few things”
“Can one of them be a hug? I could really use one”
Alex’s eyebrows furrow. You were a cuddler, Alex learned this very early on in your relationship but there is something about you asking now and the way you did it. You sound so vulnerable.
Your wife doesn’t say anything, instead she opens her arms and you melt into her hold.
“You know a lot of people are in there waiting to celebrate you, with you. Yet you are out here alone or at least you were until I found you”
“I want to celebrate with you though and everyone keeps stopping me from doing that. They want Y/N the England captain or I guess now it’s former captain but I just want to be —“
“Y/N, my wife”
Her wife. It sounds cliche like something that would be said in a movie or a line in a book but you loved hearing her say that and even now as you both wear your rings, you couldn’t believe that she had agreed to marry you.
“Can we go home?”
Alex knew that you liked to party and it didn’t take much to persuade to celebrate something no matter how small. It wasn’t like you to leave early and Alex knew that you might be feeling more than you are letting on if you want to leave a party that was honouring your international career.
“I didn’t tell you this but Ella and Alessia have wrote a speech. They read it to me and you’ll want to hear it. If after that you still want to go home then we will, I promise”
You stayed for the speech and boy are you glad you did. It was one of the most heartfelt yet hilarious speeches you have heard. You did end up going home but not till hours later. After hearing your plea, Alex stayed by your side the entire night and her presence allowed you to relax and have fun. A chapter of the book you called life was over and the chapters that followed would go on to be some of your favourite because each and every one of them included you wife Alex Scott.
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Dress || leah williamson x reader
leah williamson x famous!reader
prompt: Attending a GQ British Men of the Year event, but nobody knows you and Leah are together.
warnings: highly suggestive
a/n: Inspired by Dress by Taylor Swift
Crowds of people flooded into central London’s Royal Opera House, all engaging in conversations around you. Tonight you were invited to British GQ’s Men of the Year event to celebrate 2023 and various actors and musicians. You had initially planned on not attending as you had been busy filming a new series that is going to premiere soon, but your agents insisted that attendance was mandatory. So, here you were, dressed in a short dark emerald green dress paired with black heels.
“There is an indentation in the shape of you. Made your mark on me, a golden tattoo”
Luckily for you, there was one certain footballer that you knew would be in attendance, Leah. You had met Leah through Amelia Dimoldenberg, a good friend to both of you, and began slowly texting and getting closer. Leah’s compassion and kindness immediately made you fall head over heals for her. Leah had this unique way of bringing a smile to your face by simply just being around her, she could make you laugh without trying. She was so much more than a professional footballer, she was sweet, and caring, she cries at silly little rom-coms, and the worlds pickiest eater. She was so much more than what appeared online, and she made you feel normal again in the ‘high’ life that people usually believe celebrities live. To you, Leah was golden.
Late night meet-ups to simply just be near each other to talk and early morning cuddles with breakfast in bed, you eventually bit the bullet and told Leah that you were definitely falling in love with her and fortunately for you, she felt the same. Leah’s mere presence had utterly changed your life, she was like a missing puzzle piece that fit perfectly into your puzzle.
“Our secret moments in your crowded room. They got no idea about me and you”
Unfortunately, because you and Leah live very public lives, a world-class actor and a world-class footballer, you had decided to keep your relationship under wraps. Wanting to bask in the privacy as long as you could. What didn’t help is the constant social media lies that were posted about either you love life or Leah’s, unable to ever really just be friends with anyone without twitter or instagram having a hay day. But you and Leah were able to tune out most media garbage and just enjoy having each other. Keeping the secret from your closest friends and even Leah’s teammates to really protect your peace. At the end of the day, you and Leah knew how much you loved each other, it did not really matter that no one else knew. It was your little secret, together.
Initially you had planned to get ready alongside Leah and then just arrive separately to walk the red carpet, but Leah had arranged plans with Alex Scott beforehand, but promised to find you once she had arrived. That is how you found yourself at the bar, grabbing another drink, engaged in a conversation that you were not paying attention to, adding an occasional, ‘wow’ and ‘oh really’ every so often. Eyes laser focused on the entry door, hoping your girlfriend was going to be here soon.
As you look down to fix your dress, it’s like you could feel the air being sucked from your lungs, a looming desire. Looking up, your met with blue eyes, your blue eyes, the blue eyes you had absolutely fallen in love with. You had not known what Leah was going to be wearing tonight, she kept insisting it was a surprise.
Leah was dressed in a short laced black dress that hugged her every curve, fell right below her mid thigh, leaving little to the imagination. Your breathing quickly becomes staggered, mouth has went completely dry, overall, you were an uttering mess. Your girlfriend looked absolutely stunning and incredibly beautiful. Your eyes had yet to meet hers, only staring intently at her gorgeous dress and body. Eyes finally meeting hers, she sent to a quick wink and making her way to her designated spot at her table.
You genuinely believe you could have died in place, completely lost in a trance, a Leah Williamson trance. Regrouping yourself, you sent her a glance discreetly and smiled at her as if there was not a single other person in the room and she returned the smile.
“All this silence and patience, pining in anticipation. My hands are shaking from holding back from you.”
You went and found your table and pulled out your phone to make sure you turned it on silent. Looking at your several notifications, you can see Leah’s text that said, “You look amazing baby.” She truly had a way of making you feel as if you were the only girl in the world.
A major downside of keeping your relationship completely private was being unable to go over to your gorgeous girlfriend right now and kiss her from head to toe, letting the whole room know that she is yours, undoubtedly yours. You almost had to physically restrict yourself, holding back, a sadness that slowly killed you. The award show had started to begin but you were so far gone from being able to pay attention to anything but your girl. Being careful to only look over occasionally discreetly to not draw attention.
More than once, you had to stop yourself from texting her to meet you in the nearest bathroom, shaking slightly thinking about when you would return to you and Leah’s shared flat. Approximately checking the time on your watch, counting down the minutes and seconds until the event was over and you two could leave.
“Say my name and everything just stops.”
The event had thankfully come to an end, after what seemed like forever, and the afterparty began directly after. People gathering at the bar and chatting away, but you knew exactly what you wanted to do.
You immediately begin trying to make you way towards Leah, getting caught in a few meaningless conversations here and there. You tried your best to be respectful and chat to the guests, but your mind was fuzzy, only being able to focus on finding your girlfriend.
Escaping everyone, you finally were able to catch Leah as she luckily had also just finished a conversation.
“Y/N” Leah breathes out in a whisper, loud enough for only you to hear.
“Lee” you say out in the same tone.
There is a deafening silence between you two. Both taking each other in. Both of you speechless. For you, it was like the world stopped spinning, time stopped, the people in the large room disappeared, it was only you and Leah. You look directly in her eyes, a look of absolute lust filled her blue eyes, pupils slightly dilated.
“Do you want to get out of here?” is all you needed to ask as you both separately make your exits, anticipation building.
“Only bought this dress so you could take it off.”
Entering your apartment, your lips are instantly connected, fingers quickly finding her blonde hair. Your foreheads touch as you are kissing her, trying to get as close as possible to your other half after missing her all day. Leah removes her lips from yours and you let out a needy moan as she rubs her thumb over your lips.
She quickly turns around and points out the long zipper along the back of the dress. Placing a hand on her waist and grabbing the zipper with the other. You slowly pull it down, you could feel the heat radiating from her skin, applying open mouthed kisses along her shoulders and down her back. The air was palpable as the only sound that rings out is Leah’s dress falling to the floor.
Slowly you turn Leah around, your eyes meeting hers as you held your breath. You come close to her and whisper, “You looked absolutely beautiful in that dress Lee, but you look even better without it.” you say as you pull her in for a searing kiss.
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No, you don’t get to do this | Leah Williamson
It had started out as a normal day.
You had woken up with the strong arms of your girlfriend, Leah, wrapped around you.
Knowing she had a long day full of training, you slipped out of her embrace and made your way downstairs to make her breakfast.
The connection you both had was so strong, that as soon as you had finished making it, she walked down the stairs.
You had both met when you were 16, and Leah 17. She had walked into you whilst walking round the local park, and to make it up to you, she offered to buy you a drink at the cafe near by.
You went on several dates after that, before finally, you shared a kiss and Leah asked you to be her girlfriend.
Since then, you've only expanded your love day by day and the love you felt seemed that it would never die out.
That was only how it felt for you though.
Whilst Leah was at training, you had gone out shopping, buying all the essentials you'd need for the next week.
Once you arrived back home, you made yourself some lunch before sitting down and grabbing your phone, for the first time that day.
You caught up on everything there was to see before finally clicking on Instagram.
There was one specific notification on instagram that caught your attention.
You and Leah liked to keep your relationship private, you always had.
But people liked to investigate you, and your relationship with Leah. I mean, of course they would, you were in a relationship with England's captain.
Because of this, the fans knew you just as much as they did Leah.
So, when you were tagged in videos, you thought nothing of them.
Sometimes you clicked on them because you thought why not. Sometimes you didn't.
But as soon as you clicked on the latest notification, your heart shattered.
In front of your eyes, lay a picture of Leah, your Leah, kissing another girl.
It had been taken from last Friday. Leah went out with a close friend of hers, Alex Scott, and decided to wear a new suit she had bought, the exact suit she was wearing in the picture.
Almost immediately after realising what the picture was telling you, tears started to run down your face.
Leah had kissed a girl, a girl that wasn't you.
You put your lunch down on the table, there was no way you could eat now, your appetite had gone.
You felt disgusted. Disgusted by Leah's actions.
You ran up the stairs before collapsing onto the bed.
You buried your head in the pillow, soaking it with your tears.
Your eyelids started falling and with the exhaustion from crying, they finally gave way and you fell into a deep sleep.
You only awoke again once you heard the sound of keys.
"Baby, I'm home." Leah's voice filled the house.
The memories of the picture flooded your head and once again, tears escaped your eyes.
"Baby? Where are you?" Leah asked, confusion clear in her voice.
The sound of footsteps became louder before finally, the door to your shared bedroom opened.
"Oh, my love, why are you crying? Come here." Leah stepped closer, ushering you into a hug.
"No."
"What? What's wrong? You can tell me anything, baby. I'm here." Leah once again tried to hug you, but this time you pushed her away.
"No, you don't get to do this. You don't get to come in here, into our house, Leah, and act like nothings wrong." You tried to shout at her, but your voice was hoarse from the crying and exhaustion.
"What are you talking about?"
"How could you, Leah? I thought you were mine and I was yours. Clearly not anymore. I can't believe you." Your voice broke as tears continued to stream down your face.
"Listen, my love, I'm so sorry. I was so drunk and so was she. It was a regret as soon as I pulled away. You've got to believe me, Y/N. I love you, only you." Leah said, coming to realisation about what you were on about.
"Get out." You managed to say, full of pain.
You never imagined yourself and Leah in this situation.
And here you were, watching Leah pack a bag with her essentials in.
"I'm so sorry, Y/N. I love you so much, I'll only ever love you. I was so fucking stupid." Leah apologised again, and you shook your head in response, you couldn't deal with any more of this, not tonight anyway.
It had started as a normal day, waking with Leah beside you, and now you were falling asleep, feeling cold and empty, with no Leah in bed.
The following day, you stayed in bed.
You physically couldn't move. The only thing that clouded your mind was the picture of Leah and that woman.
You had never experienced a break up before.
Leah was your first everything.
Your first relationship, your first kiss, your first time.
Which is why this break up was even harder for you. It had always been you and Leah, and now it wasn't.
You were cuddled up in the duvet, but yet, you still felt cold.
And you only felt colder when you finally left the bed because the doorbell had gone off.
You left your bedroom, and the sound of silence filled your ears.
You reached the door and opened it to find a big bouquet of flowers.
You picked them up, walking back inside and put them on the kitchen counter.
Buried inside them was a single note.
I'm so sorry, baby.
- your L
You burst into tears. You didn't know what to do.
On one hand, you never wanted to speak to Leah again. But on the other, you just wanted your Leah back.
Your want for Leah back expanded again when you were laying in bed that night.
You couldn't fall asleep. Your bed was empty without Leah beside you.
Over the next few days, Leah had messaged to say sorry, and at 2 o'clock everyday, the doorbell went off.
Every time you opened the door, you were met with a small gift.
On the first day, it was flowers, the second day, it was chocolate, today, it was a hot chocolate.
To anyone else, a cup of hot chocolate would have been a random things to give to someone when trying to say sorry.
But to you, it was a thoughtful gift that happened to be an inside joke for you and Leah.
On your first date with Leah, when she took you to the local cafe, you had asked for a hot chocolate, in a take away cup.
You hated the taste of coffee but wanted to look sophisticated and so asked for a hot chocolate in a to go cup so you could make out that it was coffee.
When Leah found out, she fell into a laughing fit and has never forgotten since.
Once you bought the hot chocolate inside, you chuckled to yourself, before tears welled in your eyes.
Later on that night, you settled yourself on the sofa and put on a movie that you hadn't watched in a while.
Midway through, the doorbell went again.
You hesitantly got up, not knowing who it was and the fact that it was 9:30.
You opened it cautiously to be met with Leah's face.
"Can we talk?" She asked and you nodded.
"I don't know if you've gotten the message or not, but I am so sorry. I regret kissing that woman, I regret going out that night, I regret everything about that night. I drank so much that night and something came over me, but I love you Y/N/N. Only you. I will do whatever it takes to get you back. I just — I can't lose you. And I know I probably already have, but I'll try my hardest. I can't fall asleep at night because you're not there. I can't close my eyes because all I see is you, and it kills me knowing that I can't be with you. It's always been Leah and Y/N. I can't be just Leah." Leah explains, her voice breaking towards the end.
"Le, I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything. It's unfair that I just came here. I'm sorry." Leah turned around quickly, walking towards the door.
"Leah, wait." You call out. She turns around again, hope in her eyes. "You promise you won't do anything like that again?"
"I promise. God, I was so stupid. I won't do anything like that again. You're the only one I want to kiss." Leah says, tears falling from her eyes.
"Good, because you're the only one I want to kiss too." You say and rest both your hands on her face, your thumbs wiping her tears away.
"I'm so sorry, baby. I'm so so sorry." Leah sobs and rests her forehead on yours.
"Ssh, I know you are. I know." You coo and press a light kiss to her head.
"Can I kiss you?" Leah asks and without answering, you plant your lips on hers.
It was a slow kiss, but a kiss where all of the love you felt for one another was poured into it.
As the kiss came to an end, you felt Leah smile against your lips, before burying her head in your neck.
"Thank you so much for giving me another chance." Leah mumbled into your neck
"You've still got a lot of making up to do, missy."
"I know, and I will."
"I know you will." You smile and reconnected your lips.
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All the rumours are true II Leah Williamson x Reader
arsenal women masterlist
Leah Williamson's Instagram story
Her music is amazing ! Love her latest Single! 😍
Williamson_Babe Is Y/N refering to Leah in her lyrics when she sings North London forever?! 👀
Musiclover96 Omg, I bet she does. Are they dating? That would be iconic.
The september morning light was streaming through the large windows of your girlfriend's appartement while you both were drinking your first coffee of the day.
With an amused look on her face Leah read the latest comments on her instagram story before showing you one observation a fan made:"And are they right? Is that line about me, darling?"
"Which one?", you asked giggling.
The blonde defender let out a small huffed noise:"The North London part?" A teasing smile appeared on her pretty lips before she continued:"Or did you just try to show you're an Arsenal?"
You could not help but blush as you were currently wearing one of Leahs old Arsenal jerseys, simply because it was your favourite sleeping shirt, especially when the football player or you were apart from eachother due to your busy careers.
"Actually it was an ode to my flatmates when I first moved to London.", you mocked her in return.
Not really convinced by your answer Leah wanted to know:"Oh really? Who was it?"
"You know them, we'll meet them for dinner next friday, love.", you reminded her in a nonchalant tone.
The blush from earlier came back as you confessed:"But the fans are right, I wrote the line when I was thinking about you."
"I thought it was dedicated to your flatmates.", the defender throw an eyebrow up.
"It's for them and you. Soon they will be my former flatmates considering I'm moving in with you on friday.", you drew gentle circles with your fingers on your girlfriends arm.
Jokingly Leah replied:"Unless you decide that you miss them and want to move back in with them."
"Right."
"It's possible.", Leah shrugged with her shoulders before hugging you from behind and resting her head on your shoulder.
You could feel her strong arms around you, making you feel grounded in this exact moment.
Because that's what you were for eachother, lovers who could be one true self, leaving the public figures label behind at the front door.
Carefully, you pulled yourself out of the hug and walked over to the kitchen counter to make yourself another cup of coffee and while you were at it, poured your girlfriend another one too while casually changing the subject, "When did you say was your next home game again?“
With an innocent smile you set the cup down in front of her. Leah eyed you warily but with an amused smile on her lips, "Why? Do you want to come and make the fans speculate even more?"
"No, I want to support you.", you answered and grabbed Leahs cap from the counter and put it on, "I could even wear an undercover look, see?"
With a laugh your girlfriend nodded, "I‘m sure that‘ll work."
You put your hands under your chin, blinking at her with big eyes, "As Miss Undercover in the stadium."
"I won‘t stop you if you‘d like to go.", Leah grinned, obviously not unhappy with that idea herself.
You caught the hint and as you sat down at the kitchen table again, you asked, "But would you like me to be there?"
Leah leaned over to you to press her lips onto yours and mumbled into the kiss, "Maybe."
When she pulled back, she snatched her cap from you and put it down on the table. "I take that as a yes.", you laughed as you watched her stride across the room to your record player.
On the first few notes, you recognized the song she put on as your newly released single.
Leah was slowly swaying to the music, smiling, as she confirmed, "You should take it as a yes. I would love to have you there."
You raised your eyebrows at her in amusement , while you watched her moving around in her old oversized shirt that she slept in last night, "Is that what you call a dance?“
"No, I'm very convinced this is a dance.", the defender stated confidently while she took your hands in hers so you two could move together to the tunes coming from the record player.
"Lee, we didn't even had breakfast yet.", you laughted out loud because of you're girlfriend's goofy mood.
"You need breakfast for that?", Leah asked you with a teasing smile.
You shook your head:"No, but I don't want the bacon to burn."
"I can take it out while dancing with you.", the blonde woman replied in a flirty tone.
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arsenalwfc Look who came to watch our game today 👀
katiemccabe Does she know I excist? 😏
leahwilliamson In your dreams McCabe 🙄
Giggling Beth greeted you with a hug, while you both got seated in the stands at the Arsenal match a few days later:"Hi y/n, you and Lee are both terrible at the undercover looks."
"Excuse me, we thought this is perfectly fine.", you answered in a playfully offended tone.
Not in the slightest convinced the injured striker said; "Sure, no one will notice you."
"So, not good?", you sighed.
Amused the blonde looked at you:"No."
"Awful, the fans will recognize you.", Vivianne remarked grinning.
Her girlfriend suggested in her jokingly manner:"You can try to hide behind Viv."
"Yeah that definetly works, you and Beth are the same height.", the dutch woman nodded.
"Thanks guys."
"You're welcome.", Beth winked at you.
Excitedly you jumped off the seat as Leah made one of her rare goals:"Oh my god Lee scored!"
"Leah!", the blonde striker shouted her teammates name beaming proudly.
Happily Vivianne observed:"She's coming to us."
"Can she celebrate anymore subtle?", Beth rolled her eyes.
Vivianne pointed a thumb in your direction as you excitedly waved down to your girlfriend, "Worst Miss Undercover ever." "They‘re both bad.", Beth agreed more amused than actually annoyed.
Now it was the dutch strikers turn to roll her eyes, "Honestly. Throwing kisses to each other like the love birds they are." "It‘s disgusting."
As Leah went back to her position on the field, you turned around to the couple, "You two know I can hear you, right?" "We do but we thought you were too busy celebrating with your girl.", Beth shrugged.
With a smirk, you winked at her, "We‘ll be even more busy after the game." "Too many details!", Vivianne groaned and grimaced in disgust. Beth just shook her head, "Oh god."
"You can tell that they have not lived together for that long yet.", Viv commented. Beth slipped a hand on her girlfriends arm, "They‘ll grow out of it soon."
"Once routine settled in." With a smile on your lips, you only listened half-heartedly. Your gaze was fixed on Leah playing. You knew you would never get tired of her.
Alex Scott Instagram Story
She knows all of Y/N lyrics. Such a fangirl 😂
A few weeks later, Leah was standing in the crowd of one of your concerts in London. Alex Scott was accompanying her. The former football player snapped a few photos of Leah singing to your songs. "Look at you, Lee. You‘re so in love." "In love?", she repeated surprised. "Yeah, you definitely look like it." Leah gave a small shrug and a wry grin, "I guess I am." Alex looked satisfied, "It suits you." "Thanks."
Both of them were ushered backstage during your last song. "Hi, did you enjoy the concert, girls?", you greeted them, wiping sweat of your forehead with a towel. Leah went in to hug you, "We did. You were great tonight."
Alex could not help but tease the defender: "Leah knew all the lyrics." "They're my favourite songs.", the blonde defended herself, grinning sheepishly. You could not help but tease her:"Especially the North London song, right?" "I think a line of it will be my next tattoo.", Leah thought out loud. Innocently you asked, while kissing her blushed cheek:"So we'll do a partner tattoo?"
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This is aperture au: an AU made up by Will (@boo-cool-robot, who did most of the plot and writing) and me (visuals) where Magneto takes a teen Scott in before Xavier, and Scott’s subsequent radicalization causes him to undergo a schism with x-men leader/lover jean after he eventually joins the team. Because if you really love characters, you just want them to have an ideological divorce!
The au is named after the code-name scott is given by magneto, which he returns to after the events of this comic (Aperture–like an opening for light to pass through, a focus in a lens.)
[Image description: Full color comic. Whole comic has a layout where each page has 3 columns. Jean is in the left column, and scott is in the right.
Page 1
Panel 1: Scott and Jean explore a grim, industrial, apparently abandoned basement lab. Jean inspects a peeled back vent cover. Scott bends down to open a filing cabinet drawer. Jean: "This is too clean to have been opened by a crowbar. Almost looks like how I would have used my TK a few years ago."
2: Scott leans back, back of his fist to his mouth in shock. He says: "Marvel Girl, you need to see this. Use my eyes. Please."
3: Jean turns, using her telepathy to look at the file Scott has found. Her telepathic eyes see what he sees. There is a Polaroid of young Scott and Alex. Alex smiles at the camera, while Scott holds his brother and glances away. Alex's file describes him as 'Yearly tag and release'.
The other page in the file has a letterhead reading “Home for Foundlings” and a logo depicting an abstract parent and child, forming a red diamond shape. Cut-off text reads, “Summers, Scott/Seong-Mi/S-...Impaired expressive speech and sound sensitivity worsened after 3 days of social ostracism from peers…electroconvulsion. Energy generation potential unaffected. Continued social impairment, likely auti…”
Scott has already turned toward a door, frowning.
4: Jean puts a comforting hand on Scott’s shoulder while he turns away from her. Scott (Telepathically): "I used to remember having a brother. He told me I was just confused, that I’d imagined him." Jean (Telepathically): "Who told you that?" Scott reaches to open the door. Scott (Out loud): "I don’t know, it was all…"
5: Scott, quietly: "Sinister."
They have stepped through into the next room, where Mister Sinister’s silhouette looms in the foreground, breaking the barriers between the three columns. Jean puts her arm out in front of Scott to shield him. Scott has shrunk in on himself.
Page 2:
Panel 1: Scott has his arms crossed. Jean, glowing with telepathy, puts a hand next to Mister Sinister’s head where he lies between scott and jean. Jean: "He can’t hear us. He’s in some kind of psionic trance. His body is here, but his mind is on the Astral Plane."
2: Scott: "So he’s vulnerable." Jean is startled: " What?" Scott: "We could end him here. Before he gets to-- anyone else. Before he gets to Alex again."
3: Jean’s telepathy flares, she is confused, but stubborn. Jean: "We’re X-Men, we can’t just kill someone defenseless. We won’t get anything out of him if he’s dead." Scott faces her, angry and disbelieving. Scott: "You really think if you [Telepathically: implicate, integrate] ask him, he’ll say anything that those files out there don’t?"
A figure approaches through the open doorway, obscured by Jean and Scott’s world bubbles.
4: Jean’s telepathy flare is the strongest yet. She is hurt, beseeching. she says: "The Professor taught us to give people chances. He gave you a chance when you joined the team." Scott is quietly angry. Scott: "Maybe if he were smarter, he wouldn’t have. You wouldn’t–..." Jean: "Are you saying you shouldn’t be here with me?"
The figure gets closer, raising a board to her shoulder.
5: The figure is revealed to be madelyne pryor, wearing the marvel girl dress, as she swings a board at Sinister’s head. She hits him with a “KRAK”. Telepathy flares out from Sinister’s form and from the panel as he’s hit. Jean and Scott watch her, Jean’s mouth open in shock, her telepathic eyes watching from Scott's eyes as well, while Scott looks untethered.
Page 3: Mads is in the middle column.
Panel 1: Jean and Scott reach their hands out towards Mads. Mads has her hands up in front of her. They are all frozen in place. Scott [Telepathically]: "Who is she?"
Mads [TP]: "I can hear them."
Jean [TP]: "She looks like me." Mads [TP]: "I was supposed to be her."
Scott [TP]: "She killed him. That could have been Jean." Jean [TP]: "Scott thinks it should have been me."
2: Mads flees past Scott, who is still frozen. Jean turns as Mads runs, half reaching out toward her. Mads [TP]: "I can’t be her. I can’t be here." The thoughts become disjointed, unattached from the people who are thinking them, hanging in the air of the room.
3: Scott runs after Mads. The unattached thoughts begin to fill the space between him and Jean: "I can’t be her, That could have been me, I can’t be here". Jean watches Scott, frozen in place, and starts to cry. Telepathic energy comes off her in waves. Scott [TP]: "That could have been Jean."
"I can't be here" repeats until it goes through the bottom of the panel and into the next panel.
4: Jean is still frozen, crying. Her hands are pressed to her head as she is crowded by the telepathic thought bubbles surrounding her. She gets stuck on bubbles repeating over and over:
"I can’t be here, I can’t be here, I can’t be here."
Page 4:
Panel 1: Jean is still surrounded by thought bubbles. She reaches into the middle pane and tears a black rip through it, telepathically and with her hands. Her head and hands flare with telepathy. The edges of the rip burn like fire. She is still crying, angry.
2: Thought bubbles disappear. Jean’s head is snapped back by the force of telepathic feedback. The black rip spreads wider, telepathic flame at edges, continuous with the previous panel.Scott, chasing Mads outside the lab, trips forward. Both Jean and Scott are losing control of their bodies, falling.
3: Jean and Scott both fall to the ground, unconscious, as the rip in the page spreads wider.
4: Black/end id]
#scott summers#jean grey#x men#boo-cool-robot#long post#my art#w.me#this took so long to do but it turned out good i think! the au is very fun
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